Foreigner’s Mistake

Book 8: Chapter 157: Steady Advance ~ 10

After casting a spell on Isolde's equipment, Satoru prepared Communication ornaments for everyone, just in case. Of course, there were magical tremors, but the town was apparently so small that there was no sign of a disturbance. Of course, there are probably people who are aware of it and will report it to the sorcery guild or the royal castle, but as long as they don't identify Satoru as the one who caused it, there is no problem.

After that, Satoru unpacked a cookbook he had bought earlier, but he quickly became lazy.

Not good ...... I'm bored.

Leia looks on with a wry smile as Satoru rolls around on the bed. Liz, Minerva, and Isolde have gone out to choose a horse, Rico and Solor have gone to continue gathering information, and Satoru and Leia are the only ones inside the inn room.

Satoru had no hobbies while he was in his original world. The things he did in his private life outside of work in his original world, other than housework, were usually things that did not require money, such as borrowing books from the public library and playing games on his cell phone. He also made some furniture and toys out of scrap wood he got from the construction site.

I had a knife, so I thought that if I had some scrap wood, I could make somethingSatoru was about to reach for the knife to ask Rico to buy some scrap wood for him, but he stopped. He remembered something he had been planning to do.

Oh, that reminds me. Leia, give me some paper and a pen. Preferably with good quality paper.

Ah. No problem, but. Can't my Lord use the Yachou (Field notebook) and the pen you have?

The field notebook is too small. Also, my pen would probably lose on this level of the paper. ...... Oh, there are colored pencils. I think that would be fine.

The paper that Leia has is called paper, but it is basically parchment. There are other paper-like materials, such as papyrus, but they are easily lost by ordinary mechanical pencils or ballpoint pens because they get caught in the fibers. Wooden pulp paper has not yet been made in this world. Satoru turned to the table, choosing a piece of paper that he thought he could manage with a colored pencil that didn't have a sharp point.

...... what did you write on it?

Intrigued, Leia came up and sat down across from Satoru.

It's an image of an airship. Not so much a drawing as a drawing, though.

The next morning they'll head to Liese, and beyond that, Arsweta, the land of the dwarves. The purpose of going to Arsweta is to have the main body of the airship built. It does not necessarily have to be the same as the ones used in ancient times, so Satoru sketched it out while recalling airplanes and other objects in his own knowledge.

If they presented several variations and asked the dwarves to make them considering the ease of balancing, they could make something more efficient. This reminded Satoru of what he had thought of when Solor told him about the airship. Satoru's hand, which had been humming as he drew, suddenly stopped.

......Say. Would you be so kind not to peek at me that much? It makes me nervous.

Oh, I'm sorry.

But Leia's eyes were glued to Satoru's hand. Satoru smiles bitterly and draws various things as he thinks of them.

In this world, there is no need to think about power and fuel. It's a relief that he doesn't have to consider fuel in particular. However, that only means that the options are endless. While drawing monoplane types and biplanes, Satoru gives thought to a variety of things.

Satoru's artistic ability is quite good. When Alice was a little girl, she used to stay with him sometimes, and the experience of drawing together on a doodle book helped them to sublimate their artistic sense to a certain level.

Eventually, Satoru even drew a fighter plane that looked like something out of a sci-fi movie, which made Leia groan.

Does this kind of thing fly in the sky in my Lord's world?

This one is different. Like this one, I drew at the beginning.

Satoru shows monoplanes, biplanes, fighter planes, and airliners with propellers, and also draws a rocket-like plane. He added that he also drew a balloon and a helicopter, and when he gave a brief explanation, Leia was surprised.

Satoru grunts Hmmm, at the messy sketches while instructing Leia to write out the chant to put on the airship.

No need to think about fuel space. Since the thrust will be from wind sorcery and assuming not much speed, all that is needed is balance and cargo capacity (cargo space). As long as the lift can be obtained separately with the amethyst, the part that corresponds to the wings should be balanced, so it will necessarily be small.

As expected, it would have to be box-shaped, right? Satoru deepened his thoughts. Although it is an extreme theory, it would be most reasonable for a unit house, which is used for storage or as a construction site office or a staffing station, to fly in the sky, but that would require balanceSatoru groaned as he drew the shapes he thought of on paper with red colored pencils. The image of an airship without air sacs occupied Satoru's mind.

After about 15 sheets of paper have been drawn, there is a knock at the door.

I'm back.

Liz's voice Rico's voice can be heard, so it seems they've returned together. Satoru looks up hurriedly and realizes that the sun has set quite a bit. Fortunately, it seems he was able to kill some time.

I have selected two horses by packhorse. They are tied up outside the inn. The carriage was covered, right?

Oohh, Satoru nodded and looked downstairs through the window. At a quick glance, a carriage of sufficient size is visible. It would also be enough to sleep in. The horses were two deer-haired horses, as they are generally called. They were probably two sizes smaller than the thoroughbreds Satoru knew.

And, you see, both of them, you know, are kind and hardworking.

Oh, you're doing a good job, Minerva

Heh heh heh heh.

Satoru patted Minerva on the head and she broke into a smile. Minerva is used to her human form, but her true identity is that of a flying dragon, the king of the sky of the beast tribe. Even if it is not strictly true, she is probably able to communicate with other beasts. Minerva is not mistaken in her assessment.

Speaking of which, Milord...

Hmm?

Why Arsweta? The only labyrinth that I know of where Yarth might be is the Labyrinth of Steel

Satoru, while gathering up the papers scattered on his desk, wondered if he had not told Isolde the reason why he was going to Arsweta.

Is there such a labyrinth? That labyrinth is not my purpose. Of course, if he's there, I'll try to capture it. I assume we are going to see Feather Dragon, but stopping in Arsweta is a matter of transportation. Was it an airship? If only we could build that thing.

......Huh?

Isolde raised her voice as if in stunned at the response she had not expected. The Holy Sword Clan, which Isolde was a part of, did not belong to any nation and remained an isolated group even during the time of the Ancient Magic Kingdom. Since they did not have a magic nucleus embedded in their foreheads, they were not involved in the Seven Day Disasters.

Isolde's knowledge is that there was a kind of airship that flew in the sky. However, the existence of airships is very precious, and they are not something that can be created easily.

After all it would be faster to fly. And we can go through the checkpoints.

I understand that, but what is this person talking about, Isolde's cold gaze tells him that.

Minerva says sorryyyyy ......

It ain't really Minerva's fault. First of all, there are more and more of us now.

Minerva apologized while clinging to Satoru, and Satoru lightly smiled and patted her on the head.

Even if Minerva had remained a flying dragon, they would not have been able to move in the sky now that Isolde had been added to the group. Since Isolde had a winged lion (gryphon), so they could have had Leia and Solor in Satoru's shadow, Satoru and one other person on Minerva's back, and Isolde and one other person on the gryphon's back, but in fact, the compatibility between a flying dragon and a gryphon was the worst, and in most cases, they end up killing each other the moment they meet. Isolde knew this, which is why she entrusted her gryphon to Sheryl when they began their journey together.

H-however, there is no magic arts in the world today that can make an airship.....No, is it possible with Milord's soul? But ...... Oh, no, I see, Solor-dono was there.

Isolde, who had been spinning around in her thoughts by herself, was convinced on her own. Satoru also smiled at her.

The airship, which was created only with the benefit of the Tower of Magic, could not be made with modern sorcery power. However, with Satoru's enormous soul, it is possible. The technology of the airship is lost, but there are beings who know about it. Solor is one of them.

With a sigh of exasperation, Isolde crossed her arms.

How should I put this ...... When I am with Milord, all my common sense is destroyed.

It was the same with me.

Leia responded to Isolde's voice, which sounded as if she was truly dumbfounded, and Rico nodded her head. The more common-sense people are, the more they are perplexed by the wide range of common sense that is destroyed by Satoru's soul and knowledge. Minerva, for example, who has no such sense, simply dismisses everything with a "hmmm".

A piece of paper that Satoru had put together fell down and landed at Liz's feet. Liz picks it up and tilts her head at the mysterious thing drawn on the paper.

What is this?

It is an image of an airship. It's not as good as a drawing, though.

Laughing at Liz as she tilted her head further, Satoru showed everyone all the drawings he had been working on. It was a little surprising that Solor was the one who was most interested in the drawings. Admiringly, Isolde picked up one of the drawings at random. It depicts a rough helicopter.

Do these things fly in the sky? ...... It's a great technology. I heard that there is no sorcery in Milord's world, but this thing flies with technology, right?

Yes, it is. Strictly speaking, in my world,...... for example, those types of wings are called propellers, but it would be difficult to reproduce them, so they would take a different form.

My word.

It was a graceful attitude to say, "I've thought about it, but I don't understand it at all". As Isolde tilted her head and put the drawing helicopter back on the table, Satoru suddenly had an idea.

I'll tell you next time how close it is to a propeller.

Is that true?

Oh, yeah. You're biting so hard, Solor.

It was Solor, who had been looking down at the drawing frantically, who took a bite out of it. Not only Satoru but also the other members of the group were surprised at the reaction of the doll, which was moving with magic power, as she came so close to Satoru that it almost rubbed against his body.

Yes, very. I have been able to acquire a lot of knowledge from Master's cell phone, but there are still many aspects that I don't understand unless I put them into practice.

Well, you have point there.

To know one thing, you have to understand everything in it, and many things are impossible to visualize without illustrations.

Lamb steak was the main dish for dinner today. Lamb is a common meat in this area, where cattle raising is very popular. It has a somewhat peculiar taste, but Satoru can eat it without any problem. However, Liz did not seem to like it, so she shared the meat with Isolde and Minerva and Liz ate only salad. Elves are not necessarily vegetarians, but they do not eat a lot of meat, and they do not like to eat meat. Liz never said what she liked or disliked, but the smell of mutton seemed to be a no-no for her.

They have been traveling inland all the way to this point and have not had the opportunity to see the sea, but what about seafood? A small question passes.

Rico, who was packing and organizing her shopping, nodded her head. Liz, who was in charge of shopping, was relieved to see Rico. She had already made arrangements to buy black bread, the staple of the meal when they left tomorrow morning, so they would be able to resume their journey tomorrow morning.

Rico looked back at Satoru with a big smile on her face.

Now then, who would you like to be today?

Well, when you put it like that, it's hard to answer.

Satoru returns with a wry smile. Rico makes a small smile with a slightly frightened look.

My recommendation is this me.

Satoru's wry smile deepens. Rico has changed, too, come to think of it. He can say without a doubt that she has become more solid than before. Rico's presence has become irreplaceable.

Then, I guess I'll follow your recommendation.

Oh, it's taken. ......

Liz was the one who raised her voice from the side. This girl is also changing. Her shyness has gradually subsided and she is now able to express her opinions.

I'm not running away. See?

Satoru recalled that, of all the members who had sexual intercourse with Satoru except Minerva, Liz is the most spaced out of all of them. Liz, who showed a wistful face, was not only willing to have sexual intercourse with Satoru but also seemed to be looking forward to it. Of course, it doesn't mean that he's completely over his feelings about Liz, who resembles his sister, but with a face like this, Satoru can't just leave her alone.

Come here. Liz will be joining us today.

Yes.

Liz's face, which had been depressed, brightens up with a flash. Satoru is in a position where he is required to ejaculate at least twice a day, and Liz admits that it could be not one, but two people. As a result, others may see her having intercourse, but Liz agreed. She is more concerned about Satoru's peace of mind than her own. That is the first priority.

It's a luxury when you think about it. I never thought I would be suitable for a harem protagonist, worrying about how to get and keep women, but it's no wonder I'm getting scolded for this.

Ugh, even though I was aiming for "me" both of his ejaculation.

Rico's cheeks puffed out with a pout, to which Leia responded with a laugh.

It must be hard for Rico to do it twice in one day when you were exhausted after just one

That was a different story.

It was Isolde who showed an indescribable expression in reply with a straight face. The sight of a girl younger than herself exchanging a request for intercourse with Satoru is nothing but foreign.

S-somehow ...... it's amazing.

That's just it, if My Lord's sexual desire is amazing, his activities are also supreme.

Isolde has only been a member of the group for six days, and although she has been watching Satoru embrace his magical slave women for a long time now, she has not been involved. Isolde, of course, has never had sexual intercourse, and she is afraid of sexual intercourse itself, so she is unable to interfere in any way. The fact that Satoru is also concerned about Isolde's state of being spoiled because he doesn't speak to her is something that Isolde herself is more concerned about than anyone else.

However, Isolde has a strong feeling that she herself is not the kind of woman that Satoru likes, and she has a background of not being able to say anything.

Leia also sensed this from Isolde's attitude.

Well, I won't force you.

That's the word

Umumumumu......

Leia let go of Isolde, who began to groan and tapped Minerva on the shoulder, who was sitting on the bed looking a little sad. Minerva's large eyes rolled back to look back at Leia. Leia smiled softly at Minerva.

Go to bed first. When you see and hear, you really want to do it, don't you? I'll put a Silence Ward around your bed. Okay?

Realizing that Leia was being considerate, Minerva thought for a moment and then nodded her head.

Auuhhhh ...... yes, Minerva'll do that. Minerva says sorry, Leia.

Don't worry about it. No need to apologize.

The means of forcing someone to sleep by surprise, as was the case yesterday, is not something that can be repeated many times. No matter how insensitive Minerva may be, she will surely realize that she is an outcast. If that happens, how sad Minerva will be. And Satoru would not want Minerva to feel that way.

So while I can be considerate, I will be considerate.

Sensing Leia's attentiveness, Satoru signaled her with his eyes, which Leia returned with a light wave of her hand.

This gathering is, as a matter of fact, delicately balanced.