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

Chapter 271

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Chapter 271 – Super-fast Encounter

“Half-brother?”

“Yes. Mian was stripped of his right to the throne before the war began, on suspicion of complicity in the invasion of the Empire.”

“…So it wasn’t just a suspicion.”

The meaning of Myrril’s comment was clear.

“Just tell me your order, and I’ll blow it off.” Said Rinko from the communicator.

I don’t see how that’s going to happen. I shake my head, and Myrril tilts hers. Besides, we had no way of confirming that it was the traitorous Prince on the boat. I don’t want to blow up the ship and then find out it was an innocent elf child.

“How sure are the Prince and the shrine maidens that it’s the second prince, based on the reactions you can feel right now?”

“That is.”

“If it’s just a guess, then no.”

“But there is no other reason to put so much force into a country where the royal capital and royalty have been crushed into a shapeless form. The northern part of Solbesia produces magic stones, so this is definitely a result of the naval faction seeking influence within the Empire and trying to outflank Kaienholt and the other army factions.”

The Prince appeals to me, but as an outsider, his words don’t resonate much with me.

“It is the policy of the Empire to transport young people to the Empire and hang tribal chiefs to discourage rebellion, as is done in every occupied territory. A puppet government would then need the old royalty or high nobility of the region to take over. The Solbesian royal family, united in its anti-imperialism, had no one but Mian to accept this appointment.”

“I don’t care about that. I am only a destroyer, and the only thing I can help you with is the destruction of the enemy. And if you use it, it is irreversible. Even if I were to kill him, I’d have to see him first.”

“Yes.”

The forest still swells behind the Prince, and I ask him.

“Can the elves protect themselves with this forest?”

“Eh? Yes, as long as they are not bound by shackles, no one can harm the people of Solbesia in this forest.”

“And the people we rescued are no longer in danger?”

“Yes. I have just heard that help has arrived from the southern forest, and the evacuees have been safely sheltered. It seems that the forest stretches from the royal capital to the entire area to the north.”

“Solbesia is now a magical land that the empire can no longer enter.”

That’s okay. It’s probably a magical land that could eat us alive, too.

“Well, that’s it then.”

I opened the back hatch of the Casspir and let the elves out of the hot car.

“Can we get out of here now?”

“As you wish. Do what you want as long as you can take care of yourselves.”

“””””Ooohhh.”””””

The villagers’ faces break into tears as they are released, but the tribal chiefs are stunned when they realize that the man standing outside the car is the Prince, who is supposed to be dead.

“I beg your pardon, Your Highness.”

“…It’s all right. I have given up that status. After all, I was the youngest son of the incompetent people who destroyed the country. The people may have reason to blame me, but you have no reason to respect me.”

“…However.”

The villagers are unfamiliar with the face of royalty and their manners, and they still look at him with a blank, stupid expression. I got the impression that they were of a lower level of intelligence and civilization than I had ever seen in the elf world. If these were natural stray elves, I was a bit disappointed.

“We will return to the children we left behind on the northern continent. Be good and live well.”

The tribal chiefs nodded dubiously at the Prince’s words. They did not seem too worried about being left behind. Perhaps it is because they have escaped the shackles that bind their magic, or perhaps it is because they have seen the swollen forest. I also get the impression that they think the fate of the Prince and the shrine maidens is someone else’s business, or is it just prejudice from my contact with the foolish villagers?

“With all due respect, Your Highness, have we been able to repel the Imperial Army’s invasion?”

One of the tribal chiefs asked Prince Haidar anxiously.

“The land forces in the royal capital have been destroyed thanks to the efforts of His Majesty the Demon King over here. He also killed Kaienholt. But the navy has only retreated to the sea.”

“Do you think they will come back?”

“No, they will not.”

The Prince was at a loss for an answer, so Myrril took over the question.

“The second prince, Mian, a traitor, and the rest of them will be lost to the sea. Soon?”

Myrril nodded to confirm that it was the traitor prince himself and urged me to stow Casspir away. Nojaloli-san is more impatient than you might think when she decides to do something.

“What about the shrine maidens?”

“I have ordered them to stay and serve the people. Their strength is needed in this land.”

Oh, that was surprisingly easy.

“We promised them that we would return.”

Maybe that was a condition for them to give up following him. The two guards looked at me and Myrril with unusually promising expressions.

“That’s your problem. You can do whatever you want when we get back to the fort. I will help you with some currency then.”

So this is where I say goodbye to Milian, who has worked so hard with me. It would be an unfortunate departure, but there would be no advantage in taking her back to the Republic. It’s not for us, not for Sorbesia, and not for her.

“Your Majesty, the Demon King and Queen.”

Milian holds hands with Myrril, who is like a wonderful big sister to her, with tears in her eyes.

“I hope you are always in good health.”

“Milian has been a great help to us. We’ll meet again when the time comes.”

“…Yes!”

I took back the offered PPSh and gave her a composite bow with a pulley instead. It’s a rather flimsy gift, but I’m sure the elves will make good use of it.

“Take care.”

“T-thank you.”

I patted the teary-eyed shrine maiden on the head and turned away. I can’t leave my feelings here.

“Well, let’s go. I can’t let the words of Her Majesty the Queen be a lie.”

I pull out my hovercraft Griffon and urge the Prince and his escorts to board. After a short goodbye to the tribal chiefs, the three of them climb aboard anxiously.

“This is the land boat we saw at the fort, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is. It is a familiar of His Majesty the Demon King that roams freely on land and sea.”

I heard Myrril-san talking nonsense again. Well, it doesn’t matter. I picked up speed and headed for the coast. There are still some sailors left on the northern plains, but they have lost the will to resist in the face of the dense forests that have already covered more than 80% of the wasteland and continue to erode. Their survival depends on the influence of the Prince’s currency of grace.

“Any word from Rinko?”

“Oh, she says she’s ready to attack!”

“Tell her to wait a bit. We have to recover it first.”

With the Griffon, we went to the shore and went directly from the beach to the sea. Rinko and the others are coming to pick us up, but we don’t see anything that looks like an airship in the sky.

“Huh?”

A dozen Imperial ships, large and small, were standing on the sea. They were circling, their port side facing the land, and seemed to be preparing for some kind of attack.

“Prince, is the armament on that ship a projectile cannon? Or are they long-range cannons?”

“I’ve heard that there is a long-range weapon for attacking coastal areas, but I don’t know what it actually is…”

The gunboat fired a volley of projectiles at the Griffon, which seemed to recognize it as an enemy pursuing them from the land of Solbesia and out to sea.

“Yoshua, turn to the right. They can’t reach us if we’re out at sea.”

“Roger that.”

The projectiles were designed to hit stationary targets, though they were powerful enough to sink even hovercrafts. The trajectory of a large arc with a curved shot in the shape of a mountain would be easy for Griffon to avoid.

The question is how long we can continue this escapade…

“Rinko, where are you?”

I could hear Myrril giving some kind of instructions from the gun emplacement, probably on the headset.

“We’re about a mile east of the northern tip of Solbesia, off the coast. Can you see us yet? Where are you coming from?”

There was not a shadow of an airship in the cloudless sky. Drones may be flying, but I can’t see them with my eyes. I don’t care; all the Imperial gunships are coming at us.

“Fel or Eyal, do you know which ship that traitor Prince Mian or whatever is on?”

“North, the ship with the raised flag!”

“All right, you can sink all the ships except that one!”

On board the flagship, I see. I can’t see any flag, but it’s probably a big gunboat in the middle of the turning fleet. I guess I’ll have to check again when I jump with teleportation…

“Whoaa!?”

Suddenly, a white flash appears about 10 meters next to the Griffon, and a huge wave splashes up. The white flash was probably caught by a distant thundercannon attack. In daylight and at a distance, the trajectory is unreadable. The thunderbolts fell one after the other as if following in the Griffon’s wake.

“It seems to have a longer range than I thought. There are too many of them to destroy the gun emplacements.”

“This is no time to be so careless!”

Hey, where is Rinko? If we can’t see her in the sky right now, she’s not near us, right? In this situation, we can’t hold out that long…

“Yoshua, here it comes!”

“Huh?”

A huge, unidentifiable object is passing offshore at a tremendous speed, coming toward us while making a large turn. The way it glides on the surface of the water, it looks like an octopus. Several long, thin, fire extinguisher-like tubes were ejected from this strange, flat vehicle, more than ten meters long, and rose into the sky as if staggering. The tubes accelerated with a bluish-white light and were sucked into the side of the gunship, which fired a long-range cannon, sending up a cloud of smoke and opening a huge hole.

“Hey, why the hell is she making an anti-ship missile?”

And that explosion feels like black powder. The technical imbalance between the two is terrible.

“I mean, what the hell is that? I thought she was coming in an airship!?”

“Your Majesty the Demon King… What is that?”

Prince Haidar looked at the huge vehicle in front of him with gleaming eyes. He might be the same as Rinko when it comes to devouring new technologies and ideas.

I don’t know how to explain it to the Prince, but I know it. I understand that its performance is optimal for the current situation. But you know what?

I’m just amazed at the aggressiveness of the dwarves and the clumsy saint waving at us in the cockpit.

“It’s like a ship that floats on water and goes super fast. The name is…”

A nascent military technology once called the “Monster of the Caspian Sea.” The military geeks love this atypical retro-future.

“…It’s a ground-effect winged aircraft.”