Chapter 104: 104 rendezvous

After coming to the capital for a while, I'm still under barometric pressure for its vitality. Just like when we came before, so did the numbers themselves, but the number of races is out of step with the city. Dwarves, marites and beasts are at best in the city, but there are also Lizardmans, and this time someone taller said it would be double normal human, so I asked Camilo and he was a giant. They say it's rare to see it in the capital, but it's not even a strange story.

I don't see the elves in the city or in the capital, but this is because, as Ms Liddy said, we need to consume magic, so we don't go much anywhere but the abundance of magic.

Such people are crossing paths. I don't know what it's like in other big cities, but I don't care what race is in this city. Inn or something, chairs and beds will be considered somewhat because of their convenience, but vice versa, that's about it, at least not in the kind of situation that would make it to and from one place to the next.

Technically, it seemed to me that there was a lot of progress in this world.

Through the main street of the capital, you head towards the gate on the wall, which is a circle smaller than the outer wall. It seems that this wall reinforced the outer wall when this capital was first created. Is it similar to the walls in the city? When the fence in the city becomes a wall, I think it will be closer to the capital.

When the gatekeeper shows Camilo probably a sign of entry and exit from the Amur family, he is lightly passed, and a carriage takes him through the inner streets of the capital paved in cobblestones. The hustle and bustle up until just now is gone like a lie when you get here, but it's not like you're still not vibrant. There is something called quiet vibrancy. Slowly the carriage proceeded all over the city, eventually reaching the tent-lined square. I see this is the garrison. The soldiers gathered here aren't here all the time.

"Then that's it for me. You should take this one.

Camilo, who dropped me off, says as he puts out the paper. If you look at it, it says something like a blacksmith serving in this crusade, and a proof that the Amur family has invited him. Should I make this look like a reception or something?

"Thanks, you saved me.

"I mean fine.

Me and Camilo waved and broke up. It's not tight to say there's Marius from here, because he's not even a military master. I guess you're with the heavy squad, so you want to keep up with those faces.

Show the garrison guards the paperwork Camilo gave them. As the guard ran his eyes on the documents he had received, he called in a near-field soldier.

"Please wait here for a moment.

That's what the called soldiers told me. Though I am afraid of the yarn, I think it may have worked to say that it is an immediate invitation to the Amur family. Whatever it looks like, it's supposed to be Mr. O. from the city. The soldier who told me to wait runs away. Later the guards and I were left behind.

"Are you joining this crusade?

"Yeah. I'm supposed to follow you as a supply unit escort.

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The young guard answers my question with a slightly nervous face. I heard it casually, too, but I guess I shouldn't really answer to say this. I guess I'm a recruit. I'm starting to talk, so do you want to talk like this?

"I see. I think it was in the paperwork, but my name is Eizo and I was supposed to repair your weapons and protective gear in the supply unit.

There will be plenty of opportunities for escorts to face each other. I introduced myself.

"I say Delmot. Get to know me.

Mr. Delmot graced him with graceful tricks. I guess that means some nobleman's second son or third boy. I hope this gives you a name.

We talked about it after that and not even a little bit. He looks like the O. of the city, but he thought he was someone there in his capacity. If even artisans are noblemen, they don't hold the title, because they don't hold it quite the way it is. It doesn't matter because I think it's just you or the supplier, and I don't need your identity if you say you will. It's a pain in the ass to tease on all sorts of marks. I want to make new weapons in my spare time.

I hear Marius is sleeping here with the soldiers. "I was once the same soldier as you," Mr. Delmott laughed, a cliche when he was drunk. If it looks like this, the people are in good hands. Right.

Slightly, the soldier who said "wait" came back.

"The crusader captain says he wants to see you.

"Oh, then I'll ask you.

I decided to go from my own side. I can only tell you what kind of blacksmith the Count is to greet you at the entrance to such a garrison. I just don't know where it is, so I'll ask for guidance and follow the soldier.

What preceded me was a more luxurious tent than any other.

"Captain, I've brought you.

"Have him come in.

"Yes, I did. Go ahead."

I heard voices that I no longer miss, and the soldiers urged me, and I went into the tent.

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