Chapter 385
Chapter 385
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Chapter 385 – Focus
When I bring the hovercraft out in front of the mansion, everyone gets in without hesitation.
“Are you sure you all want to go?”
Myrril and I look back at them from the driver’s seat and shake our heads.
The five of the Battle Cry, who look like they’re used to it, the seven of the Surz, who look on nervously, and even Marquis Yerkel get in out of curiosity. That person, no matter how you look at it, is a busy person, isn’t she?
The Griffon is designed to carry about 20 people, but with the huge extra fuel tanks in the rear compartment, it looks like it’s going to be a little tight with 13 people. It’s not like they can’t sit down, but it’s going to be a pretty long trip. Will they really be okay?
“Once we get going, you better sit down. It’s going to be a bumpy ride.”
Tig, who has been on hovercraft many times, offers advice to the Surz people, who look around restlessly. Louis and Tig, both muscle-heads, were apparently having fun on the side deck when they first got on the hovercraft and almost fell off.
“Are you sure it’s okay for the Marquis to follow us? The village of Surz is probably at the far north end of the continent, right?”
“Well, it’s fine. I’ve already finished my business here…”
Judging from the way her eyes were darting around, I thought she hadn’t really finished. Well, she didn’t have a boss who would get angry if she skipped work. At most, it would be the Duke Lemore. I suppose the Marquis, who now held a leading position in the kingdom, thought it would be advantageous to accompany me. It wasn’t my place to interfere.
“Lui, can you tell me where the village is?”
I’m calling it a village for convenience, but I don’t know if it’s even a village. Myrril opened the map in the passenger seat, and Lui stuck her head out. Marquis Yerkel also looked over and let out a yell.
“This is… a map of incredible precision. The quality and precision of the gift I received before was also at a level that made me tremble… is this also the technology of the Demon King’s territory?”
“Yes. Casemaian has some incredibly skilled dwarves and some people who act like dwarves. They do whatever they want.”
The previous gifts were a mechanical watch, high-quality silk, and high-quality alcohol, right? Those were things I bought from Simon, so they weren’t made in Casemaian. I can’t be honest about this, so I’ll just let it go.
“Here.”
Lui, who hasn’t been listening to this conversation, thinks for a while and points to a spot on the map. Her finger is about 100 miles north of the old capital of the Republic, Cassmeer?
That’s fine, but isn’t that place… the port city the Empire took from the Republic some seventy years ago?
“I’ve heard that it’s on the border of the Empire, but isn’t that place more of a strategic point?”
“That’s right. It’s the Empire’s only port city and naval base. It’s about the same size as Lafan, isn’t it?”
Myrril and Marquis Yerkel ask with a doubtful look, but Lui just shakes her head.
“We live in the Dark Forest. The Imperial Army will send troops to attack us.”
When I look more closely, I see that the place she is pointing to is several dozen miles inland from the coast. As I thought, they won’t let us enter the port city. It’s a military port. If they live hidden in the Dark Forest, a lair of magical beasts, then they must be a remote minority tribe.
“It seems that the Casemaian engineers want to take over that port city…”
I run my finger over the Dark Forest northeast of Casemaian.
“It seems that the Republic is also planning to take it back, so it might be a good idea to form a common front with the Surz.”
“It would be great if the Kingdom could get involved as well.”
“Why is that?”
“Trade, of course. And also water and food supplies. The kingdom wants to expand its trade routes to the north.”
I see. That’s a dream for the future. But even if we were told that, we don’t have any concrete plans, so we can’t respond. You should talk to the Republic councillors about it first.
“Myrril, how far is the village of Surz?”
From Lafan to Cassmeer, it’s 250 miles north along the coast and probably more than 100 miles from there.
“Four hundred and thirty or so.”
Oh, really? That’s a rough estimate, but it’s just under 700 km? That’s about the distance from Ibaraki to Hokkaido. There’s no service to refresh and wake up Moff this time, so even if we hurry, we’ll have to spend the night on the way, and considering the preparations afterward, we might need two nights.
“By the way, how did you get to Lafan, Lui?”
“We walked.”
She answered as if it were obvious. Of course, it is. With all due respect, she doesn’t seem to have much money. She may be a “weakling” among the Surz, but from the outside, she seems to have a lot of stamina.
“Well then, let’s go! It’ll take at least two days each way, but is everyone okay?”
“Yes!”
“We’ve already closed the doors, and it’s a bit early to end our vacation, but if we can get dropped off at the Hagwai on the way back, that’ll be fine.”
“That’s a good idea. I also have a meeting with Lord McKin, so I’ll do the same.”
No, that’s fine. So we’re a taxi now?
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