I Was Connected to Earth’s Black Market From Another World With The Skill [Market]! (WN)

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Chapter 251 – What Surrounds the Castle

I brought out Casspir to serve as a shield for the reinforcements. The sudden appearance of the huge vehicle―or maybe they don’t even understand what it is―caused the division and others to stop and form up.

There were no more guards around Kaienholt. The old man who had been used as a shield was also dead, turned into a honeycomb. From the looks of the Prince and the twins who actually killed him, it seems that the old man was not just another victim caught in the middle.

“The fake Demon King. His Majesty, the real Demon King, grants you an extraordinary death.”

Wait, wait, wait, Mir-san, I haven’t prepared anything yet!

“Lord Kaienholt, are you okay?”

“Lord Kaienholt!”

Shut up already. Reinforcements will be on us before we can finish him off.

“…In the name of the prince, I bring the hammer down on you.”

I said something appropriate with a smug look on my face and loaded the 75-round drum magazine I had been saving for the RPK. The fully automatic firing hits all bullets at once, but as expected, the opponent was also a mage known as the Demon King. The blue-white magic light flashed, and the bullets from the assault rifle hit the magic barrier.

It looked like he might survive, but soon, he was pushed aside, and the bullets that could not be deflected began to hit Kaienholt’s arms and legs. The equilibrium was immediately broken as the bullets tore through his body, and his mental concentration was lost.

“Gyaaaaaaaaaa…!”

The remaining dozens of bullets all penetrated, quickly eating away at his torso. Kaienholt’s body, half of which had been severed from the lower half, rolled to the ground and began to convulse.

“Prince, finish him off.”

The Prince and his companions walked up, and each put their remaining bullets into the Demon King’s remains. I took one look at the motionless piece of flesh and called to the three of Solbesia.

“We’re getting out, get on the Casspir!”

“””Yes!”””

I get into the driver’s seat of the Casspir and honk the loud horn on the ceiling, which seems to have been retrofitted. I confirm that the Prince and the others are on board in front of the frightened reinforcements and immediately make my way out of the castle.

“Don’t let your guard down yet; prepare for a follow-up attack while you still can!”

“”Yes!””

“Your Majesty the Demon King, we will continue straight ahead! There will be a staircase ahead!”

A sort of soldier checkpoint had been set up along the hundred-meter-long corridor, but those who did not run away were mercilessly trampled upon. To begin with, the corridor was so narrow that there was nowhere to run.

But stairs? Would they be able to support the weight of the car?

The staircase that came into view was, as expected, a large, wide, but slender stone structure. As we began to descend, we felt the entire staircase, made of marble or something, creak loudly.

“This is not good…!”

But there was no escape. Even if I wanted to escape by teleporting, I would have to get out of the car. My ability is not as good as I thought. The worst that could happen is that Casspir and I would have to be teleported, but the nightmare from before came back to me, and I was scared.

“Anyway, it will work out somehow. Just keep going straight towards the strange painting. If you go that way, the load will be minimal, and it won’t collapse too much.”

With the structural judgment of Myrril’s engineer’s eye, we proceeded to avoid the area that looked like it was about to collapse.

The ceiling shook loudly. Something crumbled from the ceiling. The pillar supporting the grand staircase itself seems to have broken, and the handrails and statues begin to tilt and collapse.

“Hahaha, I take back what I said before! In that case, we’ll go full speed ahead, Yoshua!”

Myrril shouted, laughing happily. She really enjoys this situation, doesn’t she?

But that calmed me down. I gripped the steering wheel tightly and pressed the gas pedal as hard as I could. The huge body of the Casspir accelerates frantically, but it is not enough to keep up with the speed of the collapse. There is a sensation similar to a thud; my vision shakes and the feeling of weightlessness in the air is transmitted to my stomach as a feeling of discomfort.

“Oooohhh…!”

The back end of the stairs, which is slightly hooked to the wall, bears the weight and supports Casspir’s passage. As we reached the ground floor, I heard the roar of a sudden collapse from behind us.

“That was close. Well, now we’ve lost our pursuers.”

“You’re so positive, Myrril! It seems like I’m draining my lifespan!”

“Your Majesty, the castle courtyard is ahead.”

“I can see it.”

There was a figure that looked like an official closing and locking the thick door. Under normal circumstances, this would be a measure to keep enemies out.

“Everybody grab a hold of something.”

Soldiers hide on both sides of the door. If we went down to unlock the door, we would be wasting time and fighting. When we hit the door with a slight advance, the weight of the Casspir’s truck shattered the solid wood and blew it apart without a moment’s thought.

“So that wasn’t enough to stop us, huh?”

“…Well, yes.”

The problem was ahead.

We went down a short flight of stairs into the courtyard. The vast flat area, about 200 meters long and wide, was clear, with only a few undulations and vegetation. About two hundred light infantry were stationed there. Behind the shield bearers, I could see what appeared to be siege weapons being drawn.

“Is that a stone-throwing weapon?”

“Let me know when they start. I’ll try to avoid them as much as possible.”

“What? We just need to neutralize it before it launches.”

Myrril smiled and walked over to the gun emplacement.

“First, we should destroy that thing on the ramparts.”

At the top of the ramparts surrounding the courtyard was a line of soldiers who appeared to be archers. Among them was a strange shape. It resembled a battering ram with a large stick protruding from its triangular roof, but no one would place such a thing on the walls.

“Prince, is that a distant thunder cannon or something like that?”

As I turned to check, the Prince pointed ahead.

“Avoid it!”

There was a bang and a roar, and everything in front of me went blank. It’s still some distance away, and there’s no damage here, but…

“Hey, what’s going on?”

The light infantry had fallen. There was a scorch mark in the center of the lightning strike, and the soldiers surrounding it were belching smoke.

“They must have been ordered to kill us. …At any cost.”

Chapter 252 – Idle Talk: Gospel of Emandemusu

The Prince had left.

Along with Fell, Eyal, Maoheika*, and Mao’s wife. And then, just like that, he disappeared into the light. [T/n: Means His Majesty the Demon King.]

They promised to come back. Fell, Eyal, everyone said they would come back.

But I realized that wasn’t really the case. No one would look Tinian in the eye.

That’s why I thought they might actually die. They might not come back.

I asked them not to go. If I had asked them to stay, they would have stayed.

But that would have been selfish.

“Tinian is a big sister, so please stay here and protect everyone.

That’s what the Prince told me.

That’s why I’m here. I’m here to protect everyone.

“I am sorry that I am a powerless prince. But Tinian is the only one I can ask.”

“Yes, Prince. Tinian will protect everyone.”

The Prince’s hands were shaking as he patted my head.

I knew that Prince was afraid, too.

So I won’t be selfish.

Because I am a big sister.

“Woof?”

Moff licked my hand. He poked me with his hand and said it was okay.

Moff is amazing. He understands everything. He can do anything. So when Moff says it’s alright, then…

“It’s going to be okay, right?”

“Woof.”

Anything, anything, anything, Tinian, ask Moff. Whatever, whatever, whatever, Moff says it’s okay.

All the little ones cried. So Tinian laughed. Because I’m a big sister.

“Everything will be fine, everyone. Just be patient until the Prince and the others come back!”

Tinian prepared a meal.

Maoheika gave us all kinds of food.

When it was warm, it tasted really good.

Tinian gave her power to the sacred tree and was given water. I put water in the pot and poured it over the fire.

“Everyone eats your food.”

It’s not good to be hungry. It is bad if you are not warm. It’s also not good if you don’t drink water. It’s not good if you don’t sleep.

If you are not well, you will die.

Tinian should die, too. Hungry and thirsty. It was so cold I couldn’t sleep.

The smoke that burned everyone who died. It was smoky and smelly. Tinian will be like that.

That’s what I thought.

“Now open your mouth. Eat this. Food will be ready soon. Here’s some water. Can you stand up? Wait, I’ll get you a blanket.”

It was Mao who helped me.

Mao, and Mao, and Mao’s wife.

It was also Mao who killed Tinian’s father, mother, sister, brother, and uncle.

Is there a good Mao and an evil Mao?

Tinian doesn’t know.

But Mao gave me this. A sweet, sweet, beautiful ball.

A beautiful ball with different colors: red, blue, and yellow.

It melted in my mouth. Power came into my body. It was sweet and a little bitter.

I thought it must have been given to me by my mother and the others who had gone to heaven.

“The dead will ascend to heaven. There is no pain or suffering in the heavenly paradise. No cold, no heat, no hunger, no strife. They will live happily and joyfully forever, with ripe, soft fruit and sweet, pure dew in their mouths, laughing with happiness.”

Tinian did not really understand these words of Priest-sama.

Tinian knew that if she were to die, she would be able to eat sweet, delicious food.

“Sweet.”

“Yes, of course. It’s sweet and gives you strength immediately. You’ll get well in no time.”

Mao’s wife. She is crying. Will Tinian die?

But it’s so hot, and my body is so warm. The smell of the pot is making me hungry.

“I don’t want to die.”

“Yes, you will not die. We will not let you die. So please help me. I will make you happy to be alive. So I want you to want to live a little longer. Please.”

Mao’s wife. She lowered her head to Tinian, a demon, and… inferior species.

“Here, eat some more. Drink some water. The food will be ready soon. Cover yourself with a blanket and wait. Sleep later, okay?”

Sweet, sweet balls. I have a lot of them.

“What’s this?”

“Oh… how do you say it? It’s called something like a spell, but…”

The wife was so troubled that she laughed at Tinian.

“Yes, it’s Emandemusu.” [T/n: It’s M&M’s)

A difficult name.

But I learned it. It’s the name that saved Tinian, who was about to die.

“Emandemusu.”

She taught me it’s okay to live. I could live because of Maoheika, Mao’s wife, and Emandemusu.

That’s why.

“Everyone, after you eat, we’ll eat something sweet. I’ll give it to you if you’re quiet.”

Tinian will do her best. Tinian will do her best to protect everyone.