The Twice-Exiled Adventurer, Using His Super Rare Skills To Train a Squad of Beautiful Girls! โ€“ Chapter 53

๐‰๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐†๐š๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ง

๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ‘: ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐†๐š๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ง

The ship moves forward, looking down at the clouds below.

You might not understand what Iโ€™m saying, but weโ€™re currently flying in the sky on a ship.

It seems to be a magic crystal ship, built with the culmination of the magical technology possessed by the Kingdom of Masrur.

It flies from the royal capital of Lisan San in the Kingdom of Masrur, which takes over a month to reach on foot, to the royal capital of Galangran in the Kingdom of Lintrite, in just one day and night.

This is crazy.

It changes the common sense of war.

Demon King Ingral said he has no intention of using this technology for war, but thereโ€™s no guarantee of that.

If heโ€™s cornered, heโ€™ll use it, and even if he doesnโ€™t, if this technology leaks out, it will be used by other countries.

If that happens, the number of people dying in war will skyrocket.

Orphans like us will be mass-produced.

โ€œAnd so, war has ranked up from foolishness to an incredible foolishness.โ€

โ€œItโ€™s not a happy ending, is it. How can we prevent the technology from leaking?โ€

Miliaria tilts her head seriously at my words, filled with malicious intonation.

ใƒปใƒปใƒป

ใ€Žโ€๐˜ผ๐™ฌ๐™š๐™—๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™จ.๐™˜๐™ค๐™ขโ€ โ€“ ๐˜ฟ๐™ž๐™จ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™– ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ก๐™™ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š, ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™–๐™™๐™ซ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š, ๐™ฌ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ช๐™ก๐™œ๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™– ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ก๐™กe๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ก๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ โ€œ๐™™๐™–๐™ž๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™™๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™จโ€ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™š๐™ญ๐™˜๐™ก๐™ช๐™จ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™–๐™˜๐™˜๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ค โ€œ๐™–๐™™๐™ซ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š๐™™ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™จโ€.ใ€

ใƒปใƒปใƒป

About two hours after leaving the royal capital.

According to the captain, the Kingdom of Lintrite weโ€™re about to invade.

โ€œThe best thing is not to fight. Or rather, not to get involved, but weโ€™re bordering each other and smuggling is thriving, so weโ€™re already involved.โ€

If war breaks out, tactical abilities and technological capabilities will be revealed.

To each other.

Of course, itโ€™s not like weโ€™re holding a weapons exhibition on the battlefield, but quite a bit of information can be gleaned from the types of weapons used and how theyโ€™re operated.

Just like archaeologists can read the events of an era from a single ancient document, strategists like us, or those called staff officers, can infer various things from a little bit of data.

โ€œSo, weโ€™re flying to stop the war, right? I donโ€™t quite understand that part. How does delivering a personal letter to General Kytes lead to avoiding war?โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s because the general is in a position to report directly to the king.โ€

With that, I smiled.

If itโ€™s reported to the king from General Kytesโ€™s mouth that the Demon King wants peace with the Kingdom of Lintrite, he canโ€™t ignore it.

If peace is achieved with the Kingdom of Masrur, which has been in a chronic state of war since its founding, the prestige of the current King Morrison will rise.

It would be more effective to silence the discontented nobles by establishing a record of peace, rather than fighting a war where itโ€™s unclear whether theyโ€™ll win or lose.

After all, General Kytes met Demon King Ingral about thirty years ago.

During a minor skirmish, which was almost a hobby.

The two who crossed spears there must have had something in common.

They were able to talk about the future, even though they were enemies.

And they started to keep in touch regularly.

Itโ€™s probably that. You feel more affection for a formidable enemy who stands in front of you than for allies who only hold you back.

But Demon King Ingral didnโ€™t go into detail.

Even so, I really do have a connection with people who have the talent of a hero.

Four of them.

Even though itโ€™s not a common talent.

Demon King Ingral and General Kytes have accomplished great things as their talents suggest. Luke got twisted along the way. And Asuka is still developing.

I wonder what kind of hero she will grow into.

I hope she becomes a hero loved by everyone.

I squinted my eyes with deep emotion.

โ€œMama Nel. Mama Nel. Youโ€™re like an old father looking at Asuka with loving eyes.โ€

I was poked by Meisha.

With a very reluctant adjective attached.

By the way, didnโ€™t you just say โ€œIโ€™m going to explore the ship.โ€ and leave the cabin with Meg?

Youโ€™re back already?

โ€œI caught some very interesting information!โ€

Her eyes are sparkling.

Ah, this is definitely not good information.

Whether I know it or not, it doesnโ€™t matter at all.

Okaa-san knows.

โ€œI borrowed the restroom. Nature was calling.โ€

Hmm. I donโ€™t need that report.

What am I supposed to do with information about Meishaโ€™s private matters?

โ€œI wondered what to do after relieving myself.โ€

โ€œWhy would you be interested in something like thatโ€ฆโ€

It really doesnโ€™t matter.

Rather, be interested in things like how to fly in the sky.

Why are you interested in waste disposal,

Although it is important.

Itโ€™s a cornerstone in urban planning.

โ€œSo I asked the captain. What do you think the answer was?โ€

Meisha lowers her voice in a strangely theatrical way.

What is it, is there something scary?

As beckoned, I lean my ear towards her mouth.

โ€œBe careful when it rains yellow!โ€

โ€œWhat! Itโ€™s just dumped?!โ€

I canโ€™t help but burst out laughing.

This ship is the worst. It was the worst.

We both hold our stomachs and laugh together.

The toilet of the reactor ship, built with the latest magic technology, is just dumped!

Meisha and I, laughing uproariously, were watched by the other girls with warm eyes.



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