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

Chapter 396



Chapter 396



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Chapter 396 – First-aid Demon King


“Yoshua-dono, wait!”


Marquis Yerkel appears in front of me just as I’m about to teleport back to the frigate. Judging by the way she came out from below the city walls and landed so easily, I think she must have used some kind of wind magic or something like that to fly over.


“Ah, Marquis Yerkel. Just in time… what?”


Looking out to sea, I saw that the frigate had advanced to the very front of the dock. It seemed that there had been a battle at some point, and the two large sailing ships that had been waiting in the bay were leaning over and about to sink.


“When we saw that you had taken control of the artillery, Captain Rinko decided to move the ship forward. I was asked to check the situation and deliver this to Yoshua-dono.”


Marquis Yerkel said and handed me a communicator from her pocket. That’s right, I’m used to working alone with just the two of us, so I didn’t notice, but this time we needed it.


“Thank you. I was wondering what to do…”


“Pull yourself together; help is on the way!”


Marquis frowned when she heard Myrril’s voice as she performed emergency treatment behind us.


“As I thought, it looks like Surz was being sacrificed.”


“There were thirty-two people held captive in the gun emplacement, and they are all in a terrible state of weakness. They need healing magic.”


“I will do it. It’s not my specialty, but it’s an emergency. I’ll do what I can.”


The Marquis entered the gun emplacement and began to cast healing magic on those in the worst condition. The face of the child who had been on the verge of death went from deathly pale to a healthy color.


“Marquis, you saved them.”


“What, this is my way of repaying you. But we should get her out of here. It seems that the ground itself is a magic circle that absorbs magic power.”


“Understood.”


Myrril and I will take the people whose conditions are relatively stable out of the gun emplacement. The Marquis will use healing magic on those who cannot be moved immediately. By the time we got everyone out into the corridor, some of the Surz had regained consciousness.


“W-where are we? Who are you?”


“We are at the top of the fortress. We’ve come to help you at Mead’s request.”


“Mead-sama?”


“That’s right. Mead is also concerned about you. Just wait a little while, and I’ll have him meet you.”


Now, the question is how to get them out of here. Going down the stairs and through the interior to the docks is not realistic. It’s one thing if it’s just me and Myrril, but with over thirty wounded and sick people, including children, it’s impossible to get through the enemy’s fortified facilities where they’ll probably be waiting for us. There will definitely be casualties.


“This is Yoshua. Can you hear me, Rinko?”


“Hey, how’s it going?”


“We’ve taken the top gun emplacement, but there are still enemies down below. Please wait for us to dock.”


“Understood. Then please just transport the wounded.”


“Wait, it’s impossible to get through the enemy to the docks. There are 32 hostages from Surz. Most of them are still unconscious and too weak to walk on their own. Even if I were to transport them…”


“Ah, that’s fine. Yerkel-san left a scroll with a teleportation spell on the ship… I think it’s like a portal gate.”


I don’t know anything about portal gates, but that’s fine. Marquis Yerkel spreads out a large scroll in the passageway in front of the gun emplacement.


“Yoshua-dono, Mir-dono. Please bring them here. It seems we can teleport two or three people at a time.”


“Marquis, is the teleportation magic circle connected to the frigate?”


“Yes. It should be fine at this distance.”


As the Marquis poured magic power into the magic circle, a pale blue light flashed, and the people on the scroll disappeared. Immediately, Myrril brought in the next group of injured.


“Rinko, I sent the first two. Check them out.”


“They’re here! We’re ready to receive them. We’ll use healing magic on the weak ones, so they’ll be fine.”


“Three people?”


“Eino-san, Lui-chan and me.”


Ah, I had completely forgotten about her, but that’s Saint Rinko. She’s a bit of a clunker, but it seems she got the message because Rinko let out a dissatisfied voice. However, I just told her I was counting on her and ended the communication.


“That’s some handy magic, isn’t it?”


Myrril, who was helping with the transfer while also acting as a bodyguard, raised her voice in admiration when she saw the magic circle that sent the wounded and sick away. Hearing this, the Marquis shook her head with a wry smile as she continued the transfer.


“Not really. The distance and weight limits are low, and the magic power consumption is abnormally high. It can’t be used for logistics, so it’s useless for military purposes. That’s why it hasn’t been developed, and research into strengthening and labor-saving hasn’t progressed. It’s a ‘dead technology.'”


After sending out about half of them, the Marquis sat down against the wall. Frigate Rinko sent a message, probably wondering why there was a pause.


“The three people you sent earlier have also arrived. We’re receiving them smoothly, so keep sending them over.”


“Sorry, please tell Captain Rinko to wait a little longer.”


“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t notice. Is it because you’re running out of magic power?”


“It’s a bit of a shame. I didn’t expect there to be a chance of using magic power to the point of running out, so I don’t have any magic recovery potions with me.”


I’m more than willing to lend her my hands or magic power, but I’m not sure if I can use it either.


“If I can help in any way, I’ll do it. Is it enough to just put magic into this magic circle?”


“Yes, but… is Yoshua-dono a magician?”


“I don’t know.”


“You don’t need any skill with the ritual scroll, but this will absorb a huge amount of magic. If you’re not a trained magician, it could be fatal.”


“Yoshua, are you okay?”


Rinko’s carefree voice comes over the comm.


“I’m sending them now.”


We place the three Surz on the scroll and pour magic power into it while touching the magic circle on the scroll. I could feel a good amount of magic being drained, but it didn’t seem like a problem. It wasn’t as much as the crazy amount of magic Lukemon-sensei drained from me the other day.


We sent the fourteen people off in a stream of work and began to prepare for our retreat. As I waved to the ship from the top of the city wall, I received a message from Rinko.


“Good work. All thirty-two have arrived. There are still some who are unwell, but it seems that the main cause is malnutrition, so there’s nothing to worry about…”


Behind Rinko, who had fallen silent, I could hear the sound of someone running around shouting something. I could see the engine noise of the frigate that had come to the front of the dock, increasing rapidly as it turned and moved away from the shore.


“Rinko?”


“Sorry, but we’ll have to wait a little longer to pick up Yoshua and the others. There’s been an enemy attack.”


“Enemy? Which one?”


“Unknown. According to the report of the Winged Tribe reconnaissance unit, they seem to have been able to shake them off by flying at high speed, and the M4 bullets were also deflected.”


The Winged Tribe, I didn’t measure it, but it looked like they were going about the speed of a piston engine. What do you mean by “shaking them off”? In this world, I only know of Rinko’s ground-effect winged aircraft. Or, at best, winged dragons?


When I looked at the silent Myrril and the others, both she and Marquis Yerkel were looking at the western sky with a doubtful expression on their faces. When I looked in that direction, I couldn’t see anything. Well, there was something wavering on the distant horizon. As it approached, it looked like it was moving at quite a speed.


“It’s huge. What is it?”


“For a winged dragon, it’s flying strangely. It’s surrounded by magical energy, but there’s no sign of life. Maybe, but…”


Myrril and the Marquis exchange glances and nod.


“It’s like a flying golem.”


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