ã€ŠLevel 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurersã€‹


 1 Prologue

    "I didn''t think this would happen..."

    From behind, the hustle and bustle of the court ball comes through like a different wave.

    In the meantime, now but with an emotional voice, a brunette boy in a white robe snapped.

    "First, you think you''re going to come to the royal palace many times? From there, first of all, it''s impossible. Besides, I''m the guest of honor."

    From the balcony, you can see the king''s capital at night. However, because the lights that are on are too whispered, it is not possible to discern them until the details.

    Seeing that - well, I don''t see it - makes me think about whether it''s good to be here.

    So I was late to realize.

    "Were you here? Didn''t I look for you?"

    A clear voice strikes his ear, as if he had rang a silver bell.

    "Oh, Val."

    But I panicked for a moment.

    Immediately regaining his spare time, the black-eyed boy looks back and welcomes his fellow travellers.

    Beautiful, she was a girl.

    The blonde hair shining under the moonlight sprinkled into what seemed to be a monstrous charm in the dim darkness, and her pale and beautiful eyes were so impressed that she was going to be drawn in like the sea at night.

    White skin like fresh snow is covered in silk evening dresses and my eyes stick to my bumpy shoulders because I''m used to seeing my usual armor look?

    You think it''s beautiful or something?

    You''ll be used to being told, and such expressions are common, but it''s also the truth that you can''t say anything else.

    "Mm-hmm. You''re telling me to stop calling that Valko, right? I''m Valtrude."

    "It''s a long time."

    "Then it''s good in Val, right?

    It was a nickname that elementary school boys could not even describe as a nickname given like bullying a girl they liked because it was too pretty to call a name.

    I still use it, but my buddies smile at me.

    "Where are the Arcians?

    "Well, aren''t we having fun doing each?

    "That''s more than anything."

    "What were you doing here?

    "I almost got set up a pageant, so I ran away. If it had all worked out like that, my daughter-in-law would have been over ten."

    "It''s..."

    I guess you have an idea. A beautiful girl in a dress gives an indescribably savoury look.

    But it is not impossible for the royal nobility to want to forcefully but to bond.

    Even if we think of ourselves as an adventurer, we deserve to be called ¡°heroes."

    Leader of the party. Valtrude of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Exile, a barbarian warrior (Barbarian) of a rock giant (Jarloot) who wields a chained hammer like a storm, nearly twice the size of a human being.

    Serve as a scout and master of bows. Larsia, an adventurer of the meadow race (Magner) who even uses magic.

    Archbishop of Truss-Sink (Patriarch), who presides over magic and death. Arcia, master of divine magic.

    "Jonah, a psychic girl who was an experiment in the Book of Nothingness.

    The boy traveled with these five.

    "Well, I know I''m easier to do than both that adventurer & the rootless"

    "It''s a terrible story, but it''s hard to deny..."

    So, the conversation broke off.

    I can remember the illusion that the hustle and bustle of the venue has gone far and as if we were alone in this world.

    A world just for two.

    Valtrude cut out the story, hesitating to break it.

    "Actually, I need a favor."

    "Please, Val, if you want me to stop calling you, don''t do it right."

    I knew it wasn''t such a favor, and I wasn''t sure I''d do it while I said I''d do good. It would be a violation of the convention, but it''s a shade of light, so naturally.

    But Valtrude didn''t quite try to keep talking.

    Now she doesn''t have a familiar magical silver (miserable) plate armor or a large shield with magic that completely avoids lethal blows. So is the Divine Sword (Subjugator).

    An immortal beauty dressed in a white brilliant silk dress. Such a Valtroude is mowing, laying face down and looking at this one.

    Unexpectedly, the wind blew on the balcony, carrying the smell of a refreshing perfume.

    I feel signs of a confession, my heart rattles.

    (No, no, no. No)

    While I do, I get evil expectations.

    "I know I plan to go home. It''s only natural for us to miss our homeland."

    Night breeze passes between us.

    The boy shrugged his shoulders, not because of the cold.

    Because I am ready, I have about a year''s respite before I return to my hometown.

    It''s not once or twice that I''ve been asked if I should stay because I''m building that status here.

    And some parts of me think that''s true.

    Still, he felt a draw when he was still disappearing from front of his parents and friends without saying anything.

    I can go home, so I want to leave.

    I don''t know if I can come back again, though.

    "But until then. Between now and then, why don''t you be mine?

    "Ooh? I mean, why are you affirming that?

    "Right. Good. You''re one of us."

    "No, wait. What are you gonna do to me?"

    "Didn''t I tell you it would be mine"

    "Explain."

    "Well, I don''t know what else to do..."

    As I said in the light of the mosaic, it seemed as if they were going to confess just now.

    "Will you be my secretary?

    "Secretary?"

    "I got a territory and a title -"

    You gave it to me.

    "Oh. Above and beyond that we must ensure the safety of our territory, collect taxes and fulfil our obligations as nobles"

    "Well, I guess so."

    It''s called territorial management.

    "But there''s no way I can do it. I don''t know, I can''t even read the letters properly...?

    Yes, it was.

    I accidentally held my head to this simple fact.

    An extinct beauty who prides herself on having given the Devil''s Sword from God and saving the kingdom of Rotosilt from the peril of ruin, and the bravery of no one in line.

    Soon, the girl officially joins the line of nobility and becomes Istas Bervaltrude by worshipping part of Silver March.

    The only downside to what can be described as that is - brain muscle.

    "You didn''t learn anything at all..."

    Why did she end up being recited?

    That was only five days ago.

 2 1. The End of Hero Tan

    While the sun is in Jomtien, the world is closed to darkness and the sun does not reach the earth.

    Sejour, king capital of the kingdom of Rotosilt. If we were to prescribe the world as just there, it was not a metaphor or an exaggeration, it was a pure fact.

    For the first time in its history, the ancient capital, with its great walls, had allowed the invasion of external enemies.

    It''s an invader from the sky, coming from hundreds of kilometers south. Who would imagine, the castle moving through the sky, sitting over the king''s capital, etc.

    A pitch-black castle composed of obsidian stones - a castle of black demons.

    The thunderstorms emitted from the spires erected around it ravage the king''s capital, Sejour, and hundreds of thousands of inhabitants flee.

    This black demon castle is the home of a group of people who serve the spiral of despair (Leliuliulia), called the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), and is about to undergo an evil plot.

    "The Book of Nothingness lurked deep into the shadows and darkness, waiting for the day of sorrowful achievement with a long preparation.

    That is, when the helix of despair is resurrected.

    A spiral of despair.

    Old and great that restores the world itself to nothingness.

    Once a symbol of despair that the gods of good and evil fought together but could not be extinguished and connected to prison.

    All is ready, and the Book of Nothingness has begun to act with a clear will.

    A dark castle whose symbols look down upon the elephants in heaven and on earth, breaking their hearts and even frustrating their will to rebel.

    I wondered if there was any way to fight it, but accidentally the thunderous rain stopped.

    The people of Sejour, the king''s capital - all look up to the sky, regardless of gender, age or identity.

    Did you have any hunches, or unconsciously? Someone knelt and drowned on the spot to pray to the God they believed in.

    The movement spreads like ripples and covers Sejour, the king''s capital.

    People find out later. That the battle to determine the end of the world was about to begin just now.

    The top floor of the castle of the black demon.

    Again, it was a domed space covered with full obsidian. The ceiling is about 20 meters high. In proportion to the ceiling, the room itself is large.

    To reach the final showdown, the six adventurers, who continued to fight the Book of Nothingness over the course of the year, quickly, but without fail, went up the stairs and reached the top floor.

    One of them was the figure of a boy who would follow me as if to go into the dark.

    He holds a thick spell document on his left hand and is a magician (wizard) at a glance from wearing a robe.

    He is usually also an academic when it comes to magicians. Then maybe I''m not used to the place of battle - but being here now also meant that I''ve cut through all sorts of battles.

    In addition, it is uncomfortable for the inhabitants of this Brewers world to be frightened by the signs of battle, which is not uncommon for human warfare and for the struggle against heterogeneous races such as goblins and cobolts.

    Somewhere, he was a boy with a heterogeneous impression.

    "Apparently, the ritual is over."

    Pointing to the altar a dozen meters away, the magician boy quietly tells the facts.

    A statement because it was woven to be a simple fact-checking and at the same time impossible to attack this castle in a short time.

    There is something terrible about the damage done to Wang Du, but I have warned him beforehand. Damage should be kept to a minimum - I just have to think so.

    An altar illuminated by a number of candlesticks, in a heightened area.

    Complex magic formations are depicted on the floor and cannot be understood by a human being with a decent spirit. No, it''s decorated with relief carved with an elaborate, delicate touch of blasphemous motifs that are going to freak out if you understand.

    In the center, the three supreme leaders in black robes and masks - the Triades - were watching the intruders.

    Behind it, a flaming giant. Evil Flaming Spirit Prince - Il Canjual.

    Nucleus to free the castle of the black demon from the bondage of gravity, to take the souls of those who dwell in the king''s capital by thunder and use them for rituals, to unleash the spiral of despair.

    Follow behind the presence of a different world boasting of beauty, and the Triades quietly welcomed the adversaries.

    "The Book of Nothingness, that''s all you have planned."

    At the head of the adventurers is a blonde blue-eyed girl wrapped in powerful magical silver (miserable) sheet metal armor. With a large shield integrated with a caged hand on his left hand, he has already pulled out and paid off a beautifully shaped one-handed sword.

    She ruled the field with one of those things.

    No one can turn a blind eye.

    At the same time, it starts to keep looking straight at me.

    Overwhelming appeal (charisma).

    That''s not just the beauty of appearance. A noble soul as a diocesan knight (paladin), a living serving her goodness, and a sword technique forged to the limit as a person.

    It''s all made up together.

    "Valtroude, the Cathedral Knight, in the name of" ever-winning ¡±Helenonia, screws up the plot"

    Turning the cutting-edge of the Devine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword, to evil, the girl declares her annihilation with a Rin voice.

    He jumped through and made a brilliant appearance, and now he was ready to fight evil.

    Even that look, beautiful.

    "It''s futile."

    "I''ll do with just five people"

    But the Triades did not look heartbroken by Valtrude''s proclamation or by his beauty, and he raised his voice from behind the mask.

    "The Evil Flaming Spirit Prince Il Canjual manifested himself in this Brewers. If so, we will be imprisoned in the prisons of the gods, and the return of our Lord Lelioulia is no longer a must"

    ¡°The Original Source" shaped the world

    The remaining chaotic realm.

    There is one seven-pillar prince who unites the "realm of chaos¡±. Transcendentals comparable to the kings of God and Nara.

    Originally, there can be no such thing as manifestation in this material world.

    Even that Il Kanjual was only a sacrifice to open the doors to the prisons of the gods, where Leliulia was shut.

    "After all, that''s what this is all about. Lelioulia - If you untie the spiral of despair, this world, the Brewers, as well as all dimensional worlds, will perish. in a literal sense."

    A pure white robe that shows you to be a good sorcerer.

    A dark-haired boy dressed in it, larger in size, raised his eyes from the spell document in his hand and asked the Triades.

    "Ranri"

    "That''s our petition"

    "Destroy the world. What do you want?"

    "Otherwise, we, too, will soon be doomed to die"

    "Positive and negative scales continue to shake, and the world today is too different."

    "If so, we will destroy all our Lord."

    Illuminated by the candlestick lights, the mask is attacked by the illusion of being swayed with all sorts of shakes. A voice that''s flat and doesn''t know who''s talking is probably responsible for one end of it...

    Madness.

    Fundamentally, ordinary people had their own philosophy that they didn''t understand.

    Born from the ¡°source¡±, this world is full of positives and negative at the same time. And this world shall not be flawed again, if it was born of the perfect thing.

    Then we must free the helix of despair, Reliouria, which attributes everything to nothing, from the prison of God and restore the world to its perfect appearance - the "source of origin¡±.

    That is the ultimate purpose of the Book of Nothingness.

    "If you kill yourself, do it alone"

    The magician''s boy holds a spell document in one hand, and he gets stuck with it.

    I didn''t think I could persuade him from the experience of continuing to fight the seven high priests and evil beings such as Goblin, Auga, Giant and Dragon, his men.

    But I''m not literally talking so far inhuman.

    "We''re done talking."

    "Okay, Val. I''ll take care of it later."

    "You fight with me!

    "Well, I''ll do it, but come on..."

    "You''re not in the mood!

    "That''s about it if you''re having a crazy fight."

    "Alcia! This isn''t a crazy fight, is it?

    "So is it a couple fights?

    "Alcia, give me a break because I''m going to lose my nervousness. Seriously......"

    The priestess, who was watching the trend, put the place together.

    The holy seal that is down from the neck belongs to Truss-Sink, who presides over sorcery and death. Featuring dark hair like night sky, Valtrude has an inferior neat face.

    But the first thing that catches my eye is the crimson eye bands that cover the middle of my face.

    Because of that eyelid, which completely covered both eyes, Arcia''s expression cannot be known as such. It was an out-of-phase that would blow every impression.

    "Yona, are you ready?

    "Mm-hmm. Poppy. And the Exile."

    "Ooh."

    With a bitter smile, Warrior Exile of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) sets up Spike Flail - a stick with many spikes growing at the end of the long chain.

    A giant that thus exceeds 2 metres. The arms are as thick as a whole tooth, with a sense of compression as if they were putting together muscle armor.

    Plus, the rocky, rocky skin, as the Rock Giant''s race name suggests.

    Such a rock giant smiled like trouble.

    That would be natural, too.

    This rock giant is twice as tall as an albino girl called Yona alone. Even the bespoke Dragon Scale Armor (Dragon Skyle) must be heavier than Yona''s.

    It was Jonah who was roughly unsuitable for the occasion, as opposed to Exile, who would find himself uncomfortable anywhere but on the battlefield.

    If you''re not wearing armor like Valtrude, you''re not equipped to show your position, like Yut and Arsia.

    The dark blue tunic and a cloth cape were not like going to battle, although the tailoring and fabric were first-class. In the first place, it''s fundamentally wrong at a time when there''s a girl with gray hair, red eyes, fleshy, thin, and short.

    But while the Albino toddler smiled bitterly at the structure of encouraging rock giants, everyone on the spot accepted Jonah''s presence as a matter of course.

    Three of Triade and Il Canjual. And that''s when the five adventurers got their fighting attitude in place.

    First, the sixth person (...) moved out.

    "Well, then, we''ll go this way."

    I heard that light voice from a few steps ahead of Valtrude and Exile who were in the lead.

    At the same time, several arrows are released from the void.

    It is a flash that lifts and slashes and rips the atmosphere as it rotates.

    They pierced one of Triade''s eyebrows and both eyes, throat and heart, and the Supreme Priest, serving the helix of despair, could only fall and fall without a voice.

    At the same time as the attack ends, the Spell of Full Transparency (Incognition) expires and the Raider appears.

    What was there was less tall than Jonah, a figure that I only tried to describe as a child. But unlike Jonah, her age doesn''t match her appearance.

    "That''s Larsia!

    Not even responding to the cheer raised by the sorcerer Yut, the bandit (Rogue) of the meadow race (Magner), known as Larsia, was not alarmed, but continued to observe Triade, who had just unleashed and defeated five arrows at the same time.

    "You can''t die yet"

    Muri and.

    The arrow received at the steeple remained, and one of the Triades rose up. It doesn''t make any difference to your voice or your movements.

    If it hadn''t been for the pierced arrow, the fact that I couldn''t see the expression on my mask would have combined to make it look as if I hadn''t given you any itching.

    "I knew it."

    "The (Faith of) Heavenly Fate (Andes)"? Well, I thought it was. "

    Yut speaks of the name of the spell of physical repair that activates at the same time as death.

    A magician learns and manipulates, a theoretical spell.

    A cleric prays, a divine spell.

    Both systems, individual spells are classified according to power and mastery difficulty, by staircase from first to ninth.

    Furthermore, the first to third staircases are called magicians (wizards), the fourth to sixth staircases are called magicians (warrotsks), and the seventh staircase or higher is called archmages.

    Similarly, the users of theological spells are referred to as priests (Priests), bishops (Bishops) and archbishops (Patriarchs).

    The fact that the Seventh Staircase belongs to a divine spell, the Heavenly Fate of Gram Death, means that the Triades are also devout servants of God.

    Even if the phase is nothingness.

    "Now my hands and legs are out."

    He said he was killed once, but instead of resentment, he doesn''t show one particular emotion for Larsia.

    Too indifferent to calm, he took two massive jewels out of his nostalgia and threw them under his feet.

    At the same time, huge masses of soil and water emerge.

    Evil-dyed, earthy and water spirits.

    That giant hides the Triades and keeps them away from the deadly blow of Larsia. If you are a spirit with no steeper steeple than your ex, you are not expected to have a great effect, such as a small Larsian bow.

    "Again, this pattern. Again!"

    But although it was easy, it was not moving.

    Quickly, when he punished the bow to the arrow barrel blessed by the Elf goddess he was carrying, he pulled out a short magic wand (Magic Wand) in a flowing motion.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    Three wands came together in a special magic clip. Waving it, a bullet of pure magic fires three shots and crushes the giant earth spirit.

    Though the power itself is inferior to spells derived from the source, none such as being resistant to pure magic.

    That trust is hard to replace. Especially when dealing with elementals.

    The giant earthly spirits turned into earth masses and returned to the source world without being able to do anything.

    The Bullet of Reason, now unleashed by Larsia, is a theoretical spell on the third staircase. A magic scepter (magic wand) is a magic device (magic item) loaded for easy activation with one keyword.

    However, it is not as convenient as can be used by humans without witchcraft qualities. In other words, a bandit, a master of bows, will be learning even magic.

    Usually, it can''t be.

    The Triades are now to know with their own hands.

    The fact that they are some of the most powerful adventurers in the Brewers world, who have fought this "book of nothingness" they have built for a long year and have driven that organization almost to destruction.

    "Hear my wish, spiral of despair. Blasphemy."

    A magician chants, a theoretical spell. Priests pray, divine spells. Although the composition and effects are different, there are common weaknesses.

    Activation requires mental concentration, which leaves you defenseless from the attack while you are in mental concentration.

    "There''s a gap!

    Nevertheless, that too must be vigilant if there is a warrior waving his sword in front of him - only to the extent that

    Who would imagine.

    Spike Flail''s blow, released more than 10 meters away, smashes the surgeon''s skull through its slightest gap, etc.

    Rather than a flail, it''s just as powerful as using the ship''s Ikari as a weapon.

    "Here we go!

    Using that excess, Exile spun his arms around and beat Spike Flail to the water spirits who had just been summoned.

    The rock giant''s muscles twitched, the magically enhanced Spike Flail distorted by impact, and the water spirits turned into a light puddle.

    Plus another blow.

    Again, the blade to be returned was wielded, and Triade, who tried to resurrect in "The Heavenly Fate of Gram Death", was desperate.

    "It was quite a formidable enemy"

    "You''re lying, old man"

    Exile doesn''t move.

    "True. The recoil hurt me a little."

    Exile''s Spike Flail has a thunderbolt at the moment of impact, demonizing the power of the attack itself to the bottom.

    It was himself who called Exile to demonize him, but the powerful recoil also goes to the user.

    If you look, there was blood in his arms like Marutai waving Spike Flail, which reaches more than 10 meters, mixed with sweat.

    "Maybe you want to bring yourself to your strongest enemy or something like that?

    "Who''s going to heal that wound, huh?

    Through Arcia''s calm to a cold voice, we both stretch our spines.

    The usual interaction.

    It was also for a moment that I was about to soothe it.

    Not wandering behind Triade, Il Canjual, Prince of the Spirit of Fire, finally took a step forward.

    That''s all, the air''s changed. Tension also runs between the six of us.

    "Know who you are, mortal."

    There will be more than 20 meters, the top floor of the high ceiling.

    The giant that fails to reach it is wrapped in full-body armor, just like Valtrude, and is covered with even more inky evil flames.

    He didn''t have a shield, and he had a giant spear that just seemed to put humans together and skewer a few.

    But he and I are still far apart.

    For this reason, Valtrude, on the front line, set up a shield and prepared for the assault of the Spirit Prince.

    "Exile"

    But the anticipation is off.

    A powerful word uttered by Il Canjual struck as a storm. I''m about to be blown away by the magic wind, and it''s best to stay on the spot.

    "What spell!?"

    I''m finally covering my face with my arms, and I can''t keep up with the spell analysis.

    In just a few dozen seconds the wind stops and silence comes into the underground space. No, silence. Because it''s a space where no one else is.

    "What?"

    A robe stirred by the wind calmed down, giving the magician boy some leeway to observe his surroundings. But there''s nothing there.

    There was no one there.

    "Extinction? No, that doesn''t make sense. I can''t be the only one who can help."

    "Why, remain"

    "Oh...... Right, you know what?"

    The recovery from self-loss, ironically, was prompted by pure questions emanating from the Triade.

    "This world - banishes the existence born in the Brewers to another dimension. I guess that''s the effect of that spell."

    As I say, speculation turns to certainty.

    "I''m sorry to hear that. I''m Japanese!

    At the same time as that proclamation, the white robe rocks.

    What Yuut was wearing under the robe was black collared student clothing. Hometown clothes that I have been wearing all along while magically restoring them.

    Heavenly Grass Brave.

    That''s the real name of a magician in this world who calls himself Yut Amaxa.

    "Nippon gin?

    Triade repeats the unfamiliar words, but Yut had already hit his next hand. Give me a hand in returning my deported companions.

    "The heirloom knife is meant to be pulled out."

    I didn''t abandon myself, but I needed to be quite prepared to think through it.

    A tremendous amount of diamonds worth 25,000 pieces in gold coins. If we say that it is equal to fifty years'' worth of income for the common man, will we know its value?

    I thought I threw it away, and Yut tore the spell document apart for nine pages.

    "Grand Prize (Unlimited)"

    Classified as the Ninth Staircase, the Theoretical Spell.

    Any wish can come true, true magic.

    Diamonds shatter and become light, and pieces of paper receiving that light form numerous magic formations.

    A number of planar magic formations painted with light combined to form a three-dimensional laminate to cover the domed ritual space.

    "Come home!

    The wish was heard.

    When the light converges, a vague voice emitted by a girl more beautiful than that light strikes Yut in the ear.

    "Um, are you back?

    Starting with Valtrude, all my people appeared where they were.

    "I put it back. Expressions are accurate."

    "I don''t know, but you seem to have helped anyway."

    I don''t care about the details, it doesn''t look good on my face. It''s actually a big Valtrude, but I can get used to that gap in a year.

    "Come on."

    Again, Il Canjual moved.

    Stick out the tip of a giant spear, where a flame paints a spiral.

    "Industry Flame"

    The helix became a belt of tail pulling, bursting in the center of the Yuts.

    Light, sound and heat.

    The three elements become confused and violently defeat, burn, and attempt to destroy.

    It''s a strange amount of heat that this underground space won''t collapse. Perhaps it magically enhances the material itself.

    "If you think you''re back, something''s burning you!?"

    Larsia''s screams echo.

    But no one could afford to respond to that.

    "Industry Flame"

    Plus another blow.

    Of course, Yut and Arsia are at the centre to take action against the magic of the flames.

    Full Attribute Resistance (Resist Elements) is granted to all who gain full resistance to the flame itself, as well as adequate measures in case of temperature changes and inability to breathe.

    In addition, he thought about it when he was exposed to flames beyond that, and he also practiced magic that would allow him to quickly escape the flames.

    Nonetheless.

    Il Kanjual''s industrial flames burned down the party as if to bruise its surrounding preparations.

    Little Jonah and Larsia of his body have been blown away by a blast, and Yut and two Arsian spellcasters with their defensive walls on their knees are both on industrial flames that erode his entire body.

    Although the Rock Giant''s Exile didn''t even move small, it can''t stay intact. He had burns all over his body, and it was willful to stand.

    It''s strangely miserable to be alive.

    "Guys, you''re alive, right?

    "Oh. I''m safe."

    The blast cleared, and the first thing everyone saw was a Rin Cathedral Knight standing.

    Dirty with coal, it would still be burned, but its beauty was not matched.

    "If you live, I''ll heal you."

    The words were somewhat minor to the facts. Because if she has an archbishop position, it is possible to bring even the dead back into this world.

    Pray for the protection of God by Alcia with the Holy Mark in his hand.

    Truss-Sink God, who directs the magic and death she believes in, responded to the wishes of devout and powerful believers and granted healing protection to his fellow citizens, including Alcia herself.

    But...

    "It won''t heal. Could this industry flame be a curse?

    "... is that what you mean"

    I was exposed to flames and not injured. Cursed and consequently damaged by explosive flames.

    The results are the same, but the causes are different.

    In a short conversation, the two spellcasters go to that fact. It was something that other members didn''t understand in the end, but the reassurance that these two would do something about it was preventing morale from breaking down.

    "I don''t know, but if you knock him out anyway, he''ll win"

    "Valtrude, don''t get ahead of me"

    Calm has not been lost from the priestess with the red eye bands.

    "It''s Truss-Sink, queen of sorcery. O merciful, who protects his soul after death. Death is nothing but an abomination. But we are destined to die. With your own strength, you will not crush your destiny."

    At the end of the prayer, the moonlight poured down gently into a ritual space that could not look up to heaven. It illuminated not only Alcia, who prayed, but all her companions, healing all the obstacles brought about by the industrial flames.

    It''s not just a healing spell.

    It is a "miracle" that unloads divinity and restores everyone''s condition with its intervention. There is no impossibility in a divine spell classified as the Ninth Staircase.

    "Yut, Yona. There are enemies on the left and right walls."

    Despite activating the depths of the divine spell, Alcia skipped a warning to her companions without disturbing a breath.

    Crimson eye bands are eyes that give her a simulated vision of blindness. That''s why I also noticed the presence of enemies hiding themselves like Larsia.

    "Ok"

    With no less discouraging voice than Triade, Jonah shifts her gaze from the front altar where the Il Canjuals are, to the right hand side.

    She is the most physically fragile, but had a full resurrection due to The Miracle.

    "Elemental Burst"

    At the end of the hand the girl stretches out, the wind gathers.

    Chunks of wind formed by sucking away the atmosphere around them. Beyond the cobblestone, it grew to a certain spherical shape, flying at exactly the speed of sound to the designated wall of Alcia.

    And an explosion.

    A loud voice surrounded the underground space, and when it disappeared, the tragic bodies of Dark Elf assassins appeared suddenly, lurking in Transparency.

    An explosion of sound waves that lightly slaughtered the dark elves with resistance to magic.

    I mean, this is not magic.

    A psychic technology system based on the human spirit. It was that power.

    "Jonah is flashy."

    Yut, watching how it went, turns the spell document with a bitter smile.

    "Well, I don''t know what''s out there, but it''s also a hassle to knock them down"

    Now cut eight pages from the spell document and fly it to the compartment opposite the big explosion.

    A parchment floating in the universe lined up at equal intervals.

    When it comes to the image of a general mage, the market is set with an old man or an elf. That is, an image that takes time to master witchcraft but is thus built.

    If you apply that law, Yut is too young.

    At the same time, in this Brewers world, talent has nothing to do with magic.

    Use, gain experience, and learn. That''s all.

    In that sense, no other magician would have gained more experience in a short period of time than he did.

    "Seven Light Barriers (Raywall)"

    Parchment wrapped in rainbow light, compartmentalizing the room diagonally.

    It''s not like we can''t physically destroy it.

    "Okay. You''re working properly."

    - From across the wall, I heard a number of overlapping screams. On the other hand, the rainbow wall hasn''t even moved small.

    Seven Light Barriers

    Seven colored rays of flame, cold air, thunderbolt, sonic waves, strong acids, fierce poison, and madness emanate from the wall and are automatically eliminated from the upper theoretical spell of the eighth ladder.

    "I don''t know what happened, but you can''t do anything about it."

    "Smudge."

    "Even in salt matches, if we win, we''ll be fine!

    Yut disagrees childish with Jonah as to whether she was poked in the pain.

    "More than that, come on, Val. Come and save the world."

    "Leave it to me."

    Valtrude did not look back, but ran with confidence in Yut on his voice.

    Aim is Il Canjual, Spirit Prince of Evil Flames.

    "Stupid fatalist."

    "Always victorious, Helenonia, take refuge in your faithful servant who seeks evil!

    The whole body of Valtrude, who prayed to the victorious God, is wrapped in a golden aura. I set up a demon sword and met the heels of my boots.

    From both sides of the boot emerges a white wing of magic with no entity.

    A magic tool that temporarily grants the wearer the ability to fly, the military boot of flight (Boots of Wings). Use its power to recklessly charge towards Il Canjual.

    There is a special power, the Demonic Strike, which God of Good and Order grants to his own Cathedral Knight. It''s a blessing to fight evil and chaos.

    Turning that into a more powerful assault, not just a slaughter, is Demon Assault. With Valtrude, it is even possible to crush the walls of iron that are more than 20 cm long.

    Regardless, he is not the Spirit Prince of Fire who sits on it.

    "Repent that savage courage."

    Poke down the giant spear in your hand with a view to Valtrude.

    No. No.

    "Nothing can be done without the Sacred Sword, such as the Fatalist."

    "Huh."

    A massive mass with powerful magic concentrates on a one-handed sword. That''s also a comparable impact to a meteorite crash falling on the ground.

    Valtrude''s assault stopped, his shoulders, his whole body muscles distorted, groaned, and screamed.

    It can''t be bearable.

    "Always victorious." Helenonia gave you the sword to smash!

    - Just, if it''s a demon sword.

    "Holy Sword March - Evil"

    The blade of God cannot be broken.

    On the contrary, Valtrude rebuilds the Succubus Sword and continues his assault.

    "Yaaah."

    It symbolized heaven as it was, crushing the tip of a giant spear.

    "Busy. The fatalist."

    Valtrude doesn''t stop.

    "I can''t let you do this." Rotten Swamp "

    "Counter Dispel"

    One of the last remaining triades tries to summon the marshes of Naruto beneath his feet, who for a moment descend to the ground in order to stop Valtrude from advancing.

    But by Yut''s counterspell, he was lightly dismissed.

    There is no longer anything to hold back.

    "Do it! Valtrude!!

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    The serial strike of the Supreme Demon Sword, waved by the Holy Knight Valtrude, became countless flashes and shot away the evil flames. A six-line sword flash, emitted at such a speed as to emit remnants.

    All of it, Demon Strike. There are no other Cathedral knights who instantly make this much of a Demonic Strike.

    Evil Flaming Spirit Prince Il Canjual. Chop, chop, crush, and destroy the flaming flesh. A serial strike that smashes a giant while being an attack of a line called slashing.

    The transcendent, who by ritual was supposed to destroy his body and release the spiral of despair from the bondage of the gods.

    That raised a distressed voice as if it were a human being.

    "Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

    Screaming.

    Silence.

    Silence.

    The giant of Il Kanjual, which was even close to the ceiling, repeatedly expands and contracts as it did at the end of the star.

    At its core is the secret fixture (artifact) - the jewel of sandalwood fanaticism (Ebony Orb).

    On black hole-like jewels, the Triades and their subordinate Fae. Besides, all the Seven Light Barriers that Yut put up and the bodies that were beyond them are sucked in.

    If that''s all, you deserve it. I can say the natural end of evil, but that can''t be done.

    The well-fueled jewels were crushed and the flames, heat and light burned through the vast ritual space made of obsidian.

    It''s like being in a blast, it doesn''t help.

    - If it''s normal.

    "It''s the last big move."

    From the spell document, nine pieces of paper are detached and danced into the universe.

    It turns into a chains with crimson light, and if it stays like this, the castle of the black demon is laid aside, enveloping the flames, heat and light that could even explode the King''s capital just below.

    Magic Dismantling

    Though the magic running wildly escapes its confinement, the chains of "Magic Dismantling" counter-extinguish and the hot wind of light diminishes momentum little by little as if to untie the intricately intertwined strings.

    Supposedly developed by the legendary Great Mage, the Ninth Staircase''s Versus Magic Spell.

    That is, the ultimate counterspell.

    "Shit, dude"

    It should nevertheless be noted that the work was extremely difficult.

    Yut''s hands move as intricately as if they were going to untie the knot as if they were manipulating a number of marionettes.

    "Yut, I''ll leave everything to you this time."

    "You''re responsible, damn it."

    I can''t contain it.

    At the end of the day, all chains are collected, struck, entangled and tied up in one.

    of a few moments, but after a time when it was felt forever.

    The outburst of magic was suppressed, and the traces of the demon were completely extinguished.

    Later, the flesh wrapped in the evil flames of Il Canjual, as well as the two horns, which alone had human height, and the whole body armor, which would have been nearly a ton.

    It blew up completely, and there was nothing left.

    "Did you manage to win..."

    Exile, a rock giant who was on the front line, crushes on behalf of the party.

    Finally, suspicion turned to certainty, and Valtrude slowly turned around with her beautiful blonde hair.

    And raise your demon sword and raise your voice of victory.

    Cut off one of the legendary scenes, like a painting by the hand of a famous artist.

    But Yut didn''t have the energy to follow it. After expressing relief with a grand sigh, he sits on the spot without a problem with his uniform trousers getting dirty.

    "Yut, it''s cool"

    "Yona''s scoring is too spicy. Take a closer look. I''m just a high school kid, okay?

    "Caucose? As always, Yut''s statement doesn''t make sense."

    Gray-haired red-eyed, albino girl blamed Yut with her gaze from above.

    Jonah was created in the Book of Nothingness as a man-made creature compatible with psychic powers, so the exact age is not known.

    If it was Japan, Yut had a hit that it was something like a high school or a new middle school student.

    It''s so luxurious flesh that it''s going to break if you touch it, and it''s not feminine yet. Because of the sluggish shortcuts, Exile and others were mistaken for men at first.

    "Yut, Val is looking at me with praise. Stroke and work with your head, too. As usual."

    I can''t say no if asked.

    Cleric, wearing a red eyelid, despite its out-of-phase, actually feels good in person if she tries to deal with it, and she just feels better talking. In addition, you will realize that just as well Valtrude is a considerable beauty of something inferior.

    But.

    No matter how beautiful it is, there is unanimity that this Alcia is the scariest part of the party.

    "Ah, take your time. I''m gonna catch a little treasure or something in this room."

    "Totally, you can say whatever you want..."

    Meanwhile, Larsia, a stance who does not enter into human love, began to search for the center of the "Book of Nothingness", where the ritual of the Resurrection of the Evil Gods took place, just as the bandit''s main show of power.

    The blow of arrows emitted from that bow penetrates the steeple in different dimensions, and you can tell from earlier divine work that it has raised numerous battles.

    But what seemed most delightful was when this loot was collected.

    "Yut, we did it."

    "Oh, I''ve been watching."

    If you can''t get into it forever, Yut will stand up with the spell document in one hand. The white robe of the testament, a magician of goodness, is dirty, and although it gives me a headache for the difference from Valtrude''s brilliance, there is nothing I can do about it now.

    "You look as good as ever, Val."

    Not because they told me otherwise.

    Yes, while I make excuses in my heart, I''ll put my hands on Valtrude''s beautiful, long blonde hair and screw it up.

    I narrowed my eyes to feel good and shivered all the time.

    Yut somehow associates a dog he had when he was on Earth.

    "Ugh, um. That''s the end of this long battle."

    "Right...... Really, there was a lot going on."

    World of the Blue Covenant (Brewers).

    A fantasy world of swords and magic that many adults and more children dream of, even in the home of Yut.

    He, too, had borrowed games like that from his friends in the same football club.

    This is a different world for Yut.

    Japan on Earth. Born and raised further south of the capital city of Tokyo, he became the feather of being an adventurer as a great magician in this other world for whatever reason.

    And now he''s one of the hero''s stewards.

    Those days of adventure are over today.

    I had already found a way back to Earth. All you have to do is get ready for it.

    "Uh-huh. For the last time, you didn''t have much dizziness. All in all, about 200,000 Gs. I''m glad the explosion didn''t damage the treasure."

    Small and large gems, ornaments, gold coins, white gold coins, magic fixtures and more. As soon as I found him, Larsia, who was throwing him into an infinite bag of storage, blew up such a grief.

    "No, it would be a lot of money"

    A single gold coin - a rare occupation where you can earn 1G even if you work all day.

    Simple comparison is difficult, but if you think about shopping alone, it''s worth about 5,000 to 10,000 yen for 1G, which is Yut''s sense of body.

    In other words, would converting 200,000 G to the monetary value of modern Japan be about 1 to 2 billion yen? It''s a reward for breaking even if you think about splitting it and putting your life on the line.

    "But considering it''s the result of searching the headquarters of a suspicious religious group, why do I feel like I''m not?

    "Without knowing it, it''s something you get used to..."

    Maybe I can''t help it either.

    Spike Flail, in the hands of a reflective style exile, wielded fierceness.

    The bespoke weapon, covered in rare frozen steel, boasted a range exceeding 10 metres despite its proximity and was endowed with various magical powers.

    Worth more than 100,000 G on one of these. It''s not strange if a castle is built.

    Plus, what happens if you add the dragon scale armor that Exile wears, the magic shield that floats in the universe and automatically protects the owner, and all the other gear.

    Not to be disgusted or proud, they have just enough wealth to spend the rest of their lives doing pulls, even if they start over a hundred times or so.

    Still, it was the adventurer''s life (style) that exchanged the income for better gear and continued the journey and battle.

    "Mm. An earthquake?

    "Oh, don''t worry"

    "Yes, it''s floating, but there''s no earthquake."

    "Yona, isn''t it going to be kind of awkward?

    Have you thought about this black demon castle falling into the king''s capital? Valtrude whitens and sweats a cold look.

    "No, I''m fine."

    Ahead where Yut pointed to the ceiling.

    The domed ceiling did collapse, but it wasn''t physical. When the strings can be untied, the castle of the black demon will be fogged in the air if it loses its entity.

    "The Magic Dismantling with the Jewels."

    "Well, I see."

    "That''s very clear."

    Larsia puts tea in the Valtrude, which she doesn''t seem to understand at all, but it''s a sight as usual, so no problem.

    "You don''t have to worry, do you? Then it''s time to go."

    "Right."

    Yut nodded lightly at Arcia''s suggestion.

    The enemy was defeated, the world saved, and treasure acquired. I don''t have a body or a lid, but I don''t need to stay longer.

    Turning the spell document, Yut gathered everyone around himself.

    When you cut exactly seven pages from the spell document and release it into space, it circles around you and begins to emit a pale magical light.

    "Moment Move (Teleport)"

    (At first, I''ve moved to a different location from my destination...)

    It activates while immersed in memories, but now I was just disturbing some concentration, and there can be no such failure.

    The Yuts flew to Sejour, the king''s capital beneath their feet, to report the upside of the incident.

    Afterwards, I don''t understand exactly what the big commotion will be.

 3 2. Count Istas Territory, Silvermarch Region

    Valtrude asked me to help him run his territory. Yut, but of course, I don''t have that experience at all.

    When he was on Earth, he was in the football club until middle school. Ever since I got into high school, I''ve been at home, and that''s the grade there when it comes to literature, but that''s all.

    Except for Earth''s. That, too, was a fairly high level of education in modern Japan, and some aspects helped by it.

    Sorcery in the Brewers - A magician''s manipulative spell of science is not influenced by the suspicious elements of his or her magical powers or anything else.

    Grow only by learning and practicing magic.

    In that sense, there must have been qualities. After being picked up by the Valtrudes, Yut learned a theoretical spell from the elf mage Tertione and quickly remembered the basics.

    Well, after mastering the basics, I was thrown out into a forest inhabited by dangerous animals and monsters and forced to live a survival life of surviving alone for about a month...

    And Yut Amaxa, the great magician (Arkmagi) who can easily use Momentum Mobility (Teleport), is the end of his work in continuing to fight the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) and studying it so that the battle can take a little advantage.

    Better than just ordinary people, the starting point would still have been there.

    Think about it that way, two weeks after I got the offer from Valtrude. Yut was desperately preparing to work out an urban plan with the great sage Vainamarinen, who had once been introduced in a Teltione handout, to work with Arusia to gather local information and to recruit talent.

    "I''m going to announce the results, so Val needs to hear it right"

    "Ugh, um"

    Their house, which they had purchased as a base in Sejour, Wang capital. In the living room of that house, which was neither frightened nor frightened by the attack by the castle of the black demon, Yut begins his lecture on Valtrude.

    A mansion in the shape of a bungalow, with several private rooms lined up on its circumference, mainly in a circular living room. Quite convenient intervals for adventurers to live together.

    It is customary to eat meals and the like in this living room, the walls are decorated with tapestries and the floors are carpeted so that ordinary people will not have a hand for life.

    Rather than being attentive, it''s the result of a proper selection in the store, but in their senses, it''s just gold. The table is also the finest of sandalwood, but I choose it because the price is just the right size regardless.

    Even now, we are starting to lecture for Valtrude, but we are not alone.

    It was after we all had a breakfast at the hands of Arsia - even though it was created with a divine spell - so Larsia and Exile, who were due to travel a few days later in the stream, were also with us. These two will be nothing but busy.

    Meanwhile, Arcia and Yona are supposed to follow each other to the territory.

    "You''re starting to feel like you should give these two an explanation. Are you out of your mind?

    "Sure, it''s not my fault, it''s"

    "Yes, sir."

    "Larsia, I work hard too."

    "Yeah...... That''s right."

    "Stop it, Larsia. Don''t turn your merciful eyes on me."

    "But you''re the only guy Yut because we''re out. I''m sorry."

    Exile leaks such thoughts.

    "Sure. I just noticed there''s something wrong with the male/female ratio. Until now, the ratio between men and women should have been one-to-one."

    "I hope it''s worth it so that Harlem can build it."

    "Uh. Yes, yes, that''s it for this story. End here!

    Spread a book before you get scratched from Alcia.

    Pluralistic Daiichi I accidentally got in the middle of an adventure. It''s a precious piece of magic that allows the owner to display knowledge that he might have known.

    Looking at it, Yut opens his mouth.

    "First of all, we all know about this Rotosilt kingdom... so I''ll explain only about the king and the king prince"

    The history of the House of the Duke of Istas, later called the clan screen of the Rotosilt kingdom, began this way.

    "The king now is Charlton III. Nearly sixty years old, but no particular health problems or anything."

    "The King of Rotosilt has to be qualified as a Cathedral Knight, right? Maybe that''s why it''s so robust."

    Yut nods in the hand of Arcia''s companion.

    "Probably. No flashy feat, but we haven''t played a fatal lapse in the battle against the Verga Empire across the northern tower wall, and the country is stable. I guess it''s a good idea to say you passed first."

    "Yut, rah soo"

    I''m from a democracy.

    Yut went on to make an excuse that he wouldn''t know what it meant.

    "It was this King Charlton who made Val count. I don''t know how far the King''s own intentions are interfering."

    "Hmm? What do you mean?

    "You mean there are other kinds of thoughts about the neighborhood and nobility."

    "Is that what you mean..."

    Larsia and Yut turn their gaze toward Valtrude. Well, the usual. I don''t care.

    "So, the next king is that Prince Alsace, huh?

    Exile question I read the air in a way.

    Yut, got on with it.

    "Oh. The only direct male is Prince Alsace."

    Prince Alsace, the eldest son, is seen as the next king.

    It''s not a strange age to be given away as thirty-five this year, but there''s a reason for this.

    From a young age, he excelled in martial arts, completed imperial studies, and could be described as the ideal King Prince of Kings, but he has been missing for the last twenty years or so.

    Until Valtrude and the others rescued him a few months ago, he was not old and neglected by the Book of Nothingness. As a result, I am still resting.

    Even though his knowledge and appearance remain as they were at the time of his disappearance, time is running out around him. It would be hard just to close that gap.

    To that predicament, Yut, who came from Earth to the other world, was empathetic.

    And this epistle will be added to this accomplishment.

    "And now, the shutdown fee is included."

    "Not only Yut and Arsia, but I and Jonah have been invited to become nobles."

    "I said no because I don''t need it. I''ve never even heard of a rock giant nobleman or knight in the first place."

    "Thanks to you, I had to take it..."

    "I don''t have a choice, Val''s a leader"

    "Right."

    "Only at times like this, we''re close."

    Yut, who says so, also puts in a no because he can''t help but get a territory to go home.

    So why do we need a shutdown fee?

    That can''t even be spoken of within your peers.

    A magic device that replaces the souls of good innocent people into powerful magic implements. I didn''t know that the captive Prince Alsace, along with his sword traiter, was the core that made it work, etc.

    One theory says that the currency of the underworld is cast from the soul of the dead.

    If that''s correct, maybe it means you turned your soul into currency and bought magic equipment from the underworld.

    Prince Alsace himself, though unknowable, is a truth that cannot be turned into an expression.

    "I''m not even willing to tell you. Just be a good king and don''t bother the Vals."

    The Count Istas family, which was high in medals.

    I gave it back to life after a long time. I just want to believe I won''t treat you roughly......

    "That''s about as good a story as it gets."

    With Pluralistic Daewood at hand, this time, he begins his full explanation while spreading the map in the middle of a table a few meters away.

    "This is Sejour, our king''s capital. So, this area south of here is Silver March. It was the direct jurisdiction of the Rothschild Royal, but little development has progressed. Looks like the tax collector was on assignment, but he''s not very influential."

    Yut takes his signature pen out of the pocket of his everyday uniform and squares it around the bottom of the map.

    "Further south, the surrounding area where the castle of the Black Demon was located is the territory of the Valko - Count of Istas"

    At the end of the map - mountains to the west and south. The eastern side drew a larger circle in the area facing the sea - again with a sign pen.

    "Oh, isn''t there a village in Falve?

    "Oh. That''s where you first met Yut."

    Larsia and Valtrude smile nostalgically. Two other people besides Jonah, who were not there at the time, had a similar look on their face.

    "Oh. I know it''s a coincidence, but thank goodness"

    Yut had a different kind of smile than his buddies and worked on explaining it again.

    "The population around here is roughly five thousand. It''s not a big deal, but as you can see, the territory is bigger than the population."

    Seven villages with fewer than a few hundred inhabitants, plus Hardenthurm, a sea-facing city of shipping, in Mainz, a mining district dominated by dwarves. Later some settlements are in the human realm.

    It was also the southernmost part of the territory of the Rotosilt kingdom, bordered by its neighbour, the Divine Kingdom of Chronica, in the mountains running from south to west.

    I didn''t actually measure it, but it''s about 500 square meters per unit of the planet. I''ve also looked at the exact extent of Yuuto''s diversity, but it seems to be about halfway between Yakushima and Awaji Island.

    Conversely, I don''t know anymore.

    "Does that mean it''s not a very rich land?

    Arcia asks as she leans her little neck adorably. At the same time that long dark hair rocks, Valtrude nods as he sat across the street.

    He was in plain clothes, but his beauty hasn''t even diminished.

    "" You must have stopped by some villages while fighting the Book of Nothingness. Sure, it didn''t seem like a rich atmosphere "

    "Those dangerous people are nearby. And they''re hanging around with goblins. Isn''t that rich?"

    Suitably Larsia says, but the truth is, that was the right answer.

    "Alcia, if you add Larsia''s answer, it''s 100 points."

    "Hmm. What about me?

    "You only said what you think"

    "Wahaha. As always, Yut and Val are getting along."

    "Exile, what''s its heart?

    "I don''t think you should make fun of the boy you want. It''s bad for Jonah''s education."

    Put the youngest girl out to pick her up and set the scene, and Yut went on to explain further.

    "As Alcia said, the land is not rich - sometimes it''s not productive and it doesn''t grow in population, but there are many dangerous areas for people to live in. So less populated than the size of the territory"

    Specifically, the population density was less than half that of the other regions.

    "I know you can tell because I actually walked around here before, but the streets aren''t very well maintained, and there are a lot of goblin and monsters"

    "Yut, aren''t the dangerous creatures scattered by the destruction of the Book of Nothingness?

    "It''s possible, but you can''t be alarmed."

    "I mean, I haven''t been flying from house to castle in Moment Travel lately... you''ve been fighting over and over, so you''re not sure what''s actually going on around here."

    To Larsia''s words, Yut nods.

    "I''m asking Mr. Arcia to go around the village and look into it, but, well, it''s not very aromatic. But I think I can handle it."

    "That''s Yut."

    Praised by Valtrude, Yut unwittingly loosened his expression.

    But it also tightens up quickly. Because I don''t know what they''d say if they saw this place.

    Most of all, I have been told by Alcia that I know everything, so I doubt the effect.

    I don''t know if I''m really blind, but I doubt it.

    "Then, Mainz and Hardenturm. I don''t have a lot of security issues over here, but I''m not actually paying taxes on the Rotosilt Kingdom."

    "What do you mean, tax evasion?

    Exile listens in deep baritone. Just the rock giants, including the excuse that they are not very familiar with the human system.

    "Taxes... Speaking of which, we never paid either, did we?

    "Well, liberal industries like us are basically tax-free. But taxes are added to luxury shopping. That''s out of the question."

    "Yut, are these two free cities? I''ve never heard of it for that..."

    "Alcia, what''s a free city?

    "You don''t know Jonah, do you? Yuuto-kun will tell you."

    Unlike Yut, Jonah is a resident of this world, but she was on an adventure long after she left the incubator of the Book of Nothingness. Naturally, I wouldn''t have had a chance to learn.

    "Right. Don''t ask me."

    "I can''t help but expect this kind of intellectual-based problem from Val. It''s like letting Messi do the keeper."

    "Destruction? What''s wrong with self-sacrifice?

    "Go through. So, when it comes to my world, a free city is a city where the bishops have left control from their lords and become a territory under the direct control of the emperor, gaining autonomy..."

    While Yut turns the pluralistic daiichi at hand, he will now continue his description of a free city in the Brewers.

    "Over here, the dominance of the country is really only in form. Sounds like everything about the city is decided by a leading council."

    "You mean the king can reign, but don''t even rule? That doesn''t make sense, does it, King?

    "Yona''s smart."

    Larsia and Exile don''t really care that it''s what humans do. Same goes for Alcia, because it''s an old system.

    But from the earth-born yut, it still seems odd that there are a number of such cities.

    "Perhaps the problem of security is rooted in the fact that fae and monsters travel"

    "When the monsters break out, why would a city be independent of the country?

    "The battle between humans is the result of diplomacy. In other words, the time and place are to some extent identified. If you have a lot of bandits, you can either end it or change your policy."

    In other words, mobility over mobility. In that case, it would be safer to go into the national umbrella.

    "But the goblins, they don''t do that either."

    "Yes, every corner of the territory is difficult for any country to deal with goblins. Especially since this Rotosilt kingdom is still at war with the Verga Empire in the North."

    "So will it be the turn of adventurers like us?

    "Val''s right, but then it''s gonna mean you''re not getting state asylum, why do you have to pay taxes?

    Cities, gold and adventurers.

    With all this, it turns well unless it becomes a massive feud. without the need for national asylum, etc.

    Of course, there are as many ways of tightening and ruling if the country is willing to do so, but I guess the status quo means we didn''t have to do that much.

    "Instead of putting a premium on those two cities, I''m going to have to show you something useful. It''s a broken bone job."

    "Don''t laugh like other HRs, they''re other HRs."

    Exile and Larsia laugh luxuriously.

    "You grassless bastards."

    Yut poisons the two easy-going people, but not shallow enough to offend each other, to this extent.

    "And well, this is a pile of problems, but for that matter, taxes come in as a reward"

    Actually, that was the real deal from here.

    "After a bit of estimation, I would generally earn about 5,000 to 10,000 G a year"

    If converted to Japanese yen, is the annual salary of the top football players in Japan? Though it is quite forehead......

    "It gets soaked. In the year, not the moon?

    Larsia''s too frank a sentiment. This is the only word that came out as a word, but the same word was written on everyone''s face.

    "Right. Until now, when I went on an adventure, I''d have gotten a few times that."

    The only exception was Valtrude.

    "Is that going to happen? If I lived normally, I wouldn''t be able to run out."

    "No, no. Nobles hang out with each other, and there''s military service in the future. Noblemen spend a lot of fine money."

    "But this isn''t a reward for being recognized for merit, is it?

    When Arcia was sharp, Yut was honestly impressed.

    "Oh. It''s a pretty habitual land, as I''ve mentioned. It''s hard to send a deputy to spend time gracefully in Sejour, the king''s capital."

    It would be possible to increase and squeeze tax rates, but given that it is an unstable area, it is the business of suicide applicants.

    (Plus, Val would never do that)

    It was an airborne theory on the desk.

    "The deputy? I see, did you have those hands too? But isn''t that clueless?

    "This one is fun and profitable. The deputies squeeze from the residents to make more money. It''s about WIN-WIN."

    "Yut?"

    Valtroude''s eyes narrow all the time, and his sharp eye pierces Yut. Just the original beauty, the angry look on her face is really scary.

    "It''s a joke, Val. If you look like that, you''ll ruin your pretty face."

    "Or cute, etc. Don''t joke."

    "Your face is bright red, Yut."

    Yuut screaming bitterly. I regret that it was a snake.

    "You know what? Val was made to be the lord of the land."

    Yut honestly boarded the help ship Larsia put out for me.

    "Money."

    Make a circle with your thumb and index finger and laugh bitterly.

    "Money?"

    As he nodded to Jonah, Yut continued with his mouth.

    "Except for our fortunes, Larsia and Exile on the journey, we manage them in bulk, but most of the last time we made money is still round."

    Furthermore, if unnecessary magic fixtures in hand were properly disposed of, that double would be able to be twisted.

    "Oh, that''s the thing"

    Because he''s used to being a bandit, Larsia got to the answer. An expression of understanding also emerges in the mouth of Alcia.

    "That''s what I''m talking about. King - I don''t know if it is, but I think the guys up there at least expect us to put in our personal belongings and run the territory."

    Without spending the national budget, the new prints become richer. In the meantime, strangely powerful subordinate property can also be depleted.

    There is no harm in the kingdom of Rotosilt, which would be headached by the restoration of Sejour, the king''s capital.

    It was easy to imagine that the name "Count Istas" would not be willing to give until "fruit" was given.

    Nevertheless, it would have been unexpected that officials would also not be able to be seconded to the Count of Istas for the restoration of the King''s capital.

    "If you hit a dragon''s nest hole or something, you can undo your diminished fortune."

    "Right."

    In fact, for once, all but Yut and Valtrude died and were about to be wiped out.

    The opponent is an ancient species of dragon called Blasted Dragon.

    Inside that nest hole was inscribed a seal that deterred the art and divine magic up to the fourth staircase, defeated by a fire-breaking dragon who had carried out an ambush from within the lava.

    At that time, he gathered the remaining gold coins and returned to life in Full Resurrection (Rivers), challenging him to rematch.

    After erasing the signs with "Complete Transparency (Incognition)" if you can''t step on the same, use "Moment Travel" to raid the nest hole again.

    In revenge matches, on the contrary, he succeeded in an ambush, killing instantly without doing anything.

    The only recollection I had to laugh at was the roots of the treasure, and in many ways the income and expenses were positive even when recording the cost of Full Resurrection, which cost 30,000 pieces of gold per person.

    "It''s safer and more secure to sell magic armor and weapons"

    "Right, Yona. I''m the one who demonizes it. Let''s think about that, shall we?

    "I don''t know what you''re talking about"

    To Jonah with an innovative grin, Yut declined any further pursuit.

    "And then I decided to play secretary."

    Valtrude described it as a secretary, and Yut used it as such, but in fact, he would also be named ''Jiajiazhi'' in the future.

    "I don''t know the causality. Of course, I''m glad to hear that Yut can help."

    "The fact that Valtrude will be entrusted with the administration of the territory means that he will also manage this immense wealth. Two hundred thousand gold coins? Before all this wealth, do you think there are people who aren''t inspired by desire?

    "You''ll be there, of course"

    Rather than being confident, Valtrude defies his thin breasts just to not ask the obvious.

    I knew she would say that if it was a good theory to breathe. I also know very well that the Cathedral Knight is like that.

    Still, Yut nearly held his head.

    "People like that don''t come to this neighborhood, and they''re not interested in politics."

    "But Yut will come"

    "Just a year."

    Yut could have gone on a journey with the Larsias as well. But the stone tablet, which is the key to the ritual to return to Earth, is in Valtrude''s territory.

    About a year until magic builds up there.

    I wondered if I could spend the rest of the year beside it. That''s all.

    "Oh...... Right. Still, I appreciate it."

    The same Valtrude as usual.

    But Yut understands that it''s only a little loneliness. We''ve only been dating for a little over a year, but I could assure you that.

 4 3. Falves Castle Fortress

    "I knew you were serious..."

    After finishing "Moments of Mobility (Teleport)", the territory of Valtrude - Yut, who appeared in ruins formerly known as the Falv - held his head in silence at the sight in front of him.

    To see, thick, high walls.

    A spire higher than its walls, stretching from east to west to north.

    Huge castle gate at the end of the bounce bridge.

    It was thought that the castle (Keepsake), visible beyond it, was so great that it would overwhelm even from this remote hilltop that it would accommodate more than a hundred soldiers and also serve as a base for administration.

    "Oh...... What a surprise."

    Val in plain clothes named trousers also nods in an adorable tunic.

    "I didn''t know it was such a fine castle. We must thank Helenonia."

    "Not there!

    "Big, castle..."

    "Feeling like an elementary school student... in fact, is Jonah like an elementary school student"

    "Doesn''t make sense"

    "The distance is too far away for me, I don''t really know how it feels to scale..."

    I guess I couldn''t get the whole picture with the pseudo-vision that the red eye band gives me. Alcia, who lowered the sacred mark from her neck on her usual coat of law, tilted her little neck adorably.

    "I''m sure there''s a castle fortress in Falve."

    "... I can''t help it forever. Let''s get closer and find out."

    The Necromancer nests - although it was expelled by the Valtrudes - in the abandoned village of Falve. The fortress suddenly appeared on the site of the place where the temple once was located.

    The four were overwhelmed by their greatness as they approached the castle.

    It looks stone built, but I don''t see any joints in the walls. Yut would try to appraise it, but he also thought it might be harder than the stone walls.

    "Yut, why don''t you let go of the power for a second?

    "Now stop it."

    So was Jonah, who had no subordination, but also Yut, who was going to admit it conditionally, was probably.

    Inside the castle walls, stables, barns, wells, etc. are placed in the stronghold as well as the castle hall. It looked like we had everything we needed.

    "Mm-hmm. You have a beautiful interior, too."

    Not to start by hand, but crush as Valtrude impressed by the entrance to the front into the interior of the castle.

    Yut and others hesitated to enter only the product of miracles, but Valtrude had nothing to do with such an adventurer''s learniness.

    It''s a brain muscle, but an adventurer is a creature that pushes after careful preparation.

    "There''s plenty of room"

    "The office, the private room, the conference room, the warehouse, the kitchen, whatever you need."

    "You also have a basement. Looks like we can get to the example location."

    I''ve been looking around for, like, an hour, and I can summarize the results.

    "It feels like people are the only ones missing, this"

    "God''s miracle is great."

    To the simple praise of the clergyman Arcia, but Yut could not honestly nod.

    "Egg or Larsia didn''t come, you''re right"

    "You''re a flirtatious guy. We missed it."

    I had a little incident at dawn, but Larsia and Exile traveled as planned. From now on, these four will work together.

    Even though it''s been decided for a long time, we''re going to stay away from our people who have lived and died together for over a year. The parting greeting had to be there too, I feel lonely.

    It would be natural to accuse Yut of being mean to her.

    Having said that, it was always Valtrude who reacted first to Yut''s words. Alcia watches the two of them smile inside.

    "If you''d seen this fortress, you''d have both canceled your journey."

    "Why? Damn, it''s hard to talk about Yut."

    "He''s a magician."

    "I think it''s character"

    Jonah''s pointing was done while floating the tannic side, and Yut continued his explanation.

    "Both of you, that''s fine, ''cause we''re buddies."

    "Mmm."

    Sometimes I guess I don''t know Yut''s intentions, but I was unhappy that he wasn''t very happy with the existence of this castle.

    However, the only thing I realize about it was not the party Yut or Valtrude, but Arcia.

    The story goes back to last night.

    A farewell party was held at the home of Sejour, the king''s capital, for the travelling Larsia and Exile. Until now, it was time to pull to the party, but this time it was inside me - a feast for just six.

    That, although somewhat noisy, didn''t get so damp and had a good time.

    Yut also enjoyed forgetting his job a long time after he handed them the magic equipment for emergency contact.

    The incident happened after that.

    So Yut, who cut up and lay down in bed, discovered himself, however, in a golden palace shortly after his consciousness had broken.

    "Dream - I don''t know what it is, but I don''t know why"

    That was, indeed, a dream sight.

    The ceiling is high and reminds Yut of the Earth''s skyscraper entrance. The floor and walls, I don''t know what material, but it seemed shiny in itself.

    Is it new or old? I don''t even know that.

    Too real a sight to clean up in a dream. Being in uniform in such a place seems kind of out of place.

    The most impressive would be the throne, set in the deepest part. The king''s seat, made of gold and decorated with countless jewels.

    From the Japanese values, it was fun to look at, but the opposite impresses me when it''s so luxurious.

    But there is no sign of the Lord there.

    "Ho. It''s a really unusual fabric. Why the hell are you doing this?

    "... I wonder if it was polyester"

    "Polyester?"

    A blonde boy asks with sparkling eyes as he pulls the hem of Yut''s uniform. Compared to the toga I was wearing, I was sure of the difference in touch.

    It was like a kid with a new toy in front of him.

    "Petroleum -- fiber that uses objects that have been transformed into liquids by the high heat and pressure of creatures."

    "Do you make yarns out of liquids? Think of something different, people from different worlds."

    "I thought it was weird to say that, too."

    Satisfied for now, the boy leaves Yut for the throne. Both the child and Yut accepted that as a matter of course.

    A golden palace. And the boy who is the Lord. With all these tips, Yut, the otherworldly man, will know who he is.

    Zeras, god of knowledge.

    Be the goddess of Truss-Sink, to whom Arcia believes, patron saint of the wise. God is often portrayed as a child.

    "In fact, I didn''t think he was such a child..."

    "My God of Knowledge, I cannot be imprisoned by the fatigue of the immortal. Well, forgive me."

    (I guess all of them include this situation right now...)

    Yut, who went so far with the recognition, went straight into it. At first, I said in a respectful tone.

    "So are you sure this summons is a merit award that prevented the resurrection of the helix of despair (Leliouria)?

    "Mm-hmm. Exactly. Brave Heavenly Grass, there are other gods among your people."

    Knowledge God, who sat somewhat on the throne, told a shocking fact, as natural as saying that spring would come next in winter.

    "Seriously......"

    Mr. Arcia, it''s okay. Val, too, well, he''ll be thrilled, but he''ll manage.

    "The other three are too anxious. I don''t think you''re being rude..."

    That sucks. But where I imagined it was possible enough, I realize that Yut himself did not have any respect for Zeras God at all.

    I was just about to break my knee.

    "Well, good. That''s because this universe doesn''t exist."

    "Thank you for that"

    "Besides, both my wife and I used to belong to eternal life. I miss that attitude."

    Fantasy World Brewers.

    In this world, the boundary between God and man is not absolute. Regardless, there are many gods born of the "origin", but many have put their power on the floor of God as extremely sub-gods in the material realm where humans live, and have become gods.

    Yut said at first, "Like Do-man Sugawara? I thought," It was not sacrificed after death, but became God while living.

    Either that or feathered climbing - would it be close to a immortal?

    "Heavenly Grass Brave, I''ve got a lot to ask you about your hometown, but let''s try another time."

    The Zeras God of the Throne gently corrects his abode.

    So, that''s just it. What is invisible, but does exist - Aura has changed, and Yut is about to break his knee with nature.

    "This is God..."

    The dialogue that was supposed to stop only in my mind comes out of my mouth.

    Say what you want.

    Without considering Yut''s perplexity, Zeras, God of Knowledge, merely commanded one word.

    As a reward for this feat, I''m trying to fulfill everything I want.

    (Wouldn''t Valko be thrilled to cry)

    Yet while escaping reality, Yut also deliberately conjures desire into his head.

    But...

    When I was fighting the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), I would have hoped for more spells and powerful magic tools, but now I don''t need them. I was also ready to return to the original world on my own.

    I also have property. I don''t need status, honor, or power.

    "Okay, just one thing"

    Short but after reflection, Yut opened his mouth.

    "Why have I been called to this world?

    Zeras God, who overheard the question, brazenly distorted his face.

    (Was that a question you shouldn''t have asked?

    Sweat on my forehead. I tried to wipe that with my uniform...... I managed to push it away with the force of my will.

    "That''s a coincidence."

    "What?"

    "Oh, really, it doesn''t make any sense. Occasionally. It was protected by fate, or something like that. That''s how we achieved our feat of defending the world. You can be proud of that."

    That follow up hurts the other way around.

    "Well..."

    The man who made God care.

    (It doesn''t make me proud of anything)

    Yut managed to react to the follow up of Zeras God, who suddenly had a shattered tone, but his heart was full of regret.

    "Just one piece of advice."

    Knowledge God, who looked like a boy, reassembles his legs and tells him strictly.

    "In a year''s time, we''ll be forced to make a big decision. I want that choice to be fruitful."

    Unexpectedly kind knowledge divine smile.

    That''s the end of my glance with God.

    None of my fellow men other than Yut received rewards from the gods they worshipped or associated themselves with, but Exile was not "muscular strength," Larsia was "lucky woman," and Jonah was "unnecessary."

    Arcia did not speak in silence, and surprisingly, the only one who made a pragmatic "favor" was Valtrude.

    She craved a castle fortress to serve as a territorial hub.

    But he was also very troublesome politically.

    "Overnight the castle appeared neglected in the ruins. This guy is literally a miracle of God. Valko is a miracle-giving lord. A hell of a hero."

    "What''s wrong with that? Wouldn''t that be great?"

    "Not for the common people."

    If the king or any other nobleman sees this, what do you think? I can only imagine the reaction, but it won''t mean striking and trembling tears in emotion.

    "It''s just, well, I saved you a lot of trouble. A change of plan would suffice. I was originally going to be based in Falve."

    This land was abandoned, but it was blessed with geographical factors.

    Simply put, it is situated almost in the heart of the territory given to it by Valtrude - Count Istas'' territory.

    "You''re finally positive"

    Alcia giggles and strokes Yut''s head.

    "Will you stop it, Arcia?"

    That being said, Yut is being but remains. Seeing that, Valtrude stiffens his expression in a grumpy manner.

    But I had put up with the fact that Yut couldn''t stand in the way much longer than he wouldn''t refuse.

    "So what are we supposed to do?

    In the end, Valtrude, who broke in between Yut and Arsia, told him to condemn it with a laid back look.

    "Oh, it won''t change. Nothing changes."

    I say as I take out thick documents like dictionaries from my nostalgia.

    "Start managing your first territory here"

 5 1. Problems Inside Dwarves (Previous)

    Desolate mountains spread under the eyes of Yut and Valtrude.

    A mountain landscape with little green in sight, even minus the fact that the season is winter. The mutilated mountains looked desolate as if they refused to let others in.

    It''s so strange that the monsters aren''t wandering.

    Mountains at a straight distance, about 40 km west of Falve. At the corner is the city of Mainz, which became the territory of Valtrude.

    "Yut, how do the Dwarves make a living in a land like this?

    "Around here, iron and coal can be mined. Export it directly or make processed products."

    Valtrude, who was flying horizontally with his body, wakes up and stops. In keeping with that, Yut also came back a little further.

    The day after the fortress appeared in Falve.

    Yut and Valtrude were about to visit Mainz, a mining city inhabited by the Dwarves.

    This expedition is not the usual "Momentary Travel (Teleport)", but an empty journey using the Fifth Staircase''s theoretical spell "Long Flight (Auver Flight)". Does it take more than 2 hours?

    Yut has never been to Mainz - not that.

    I would have used Moment Move without hesitation.

    This time, however, he is also accompanied by his lord Valtrude. The sudden visit of a noble diocesan knight in Moment Travel is not in good physical shape.

    dignified, facial, courteous, and aristocratic common sense. That''s a problem I''ve never had to deal with.

    I won''t take it down, but I can''t even take it lightly.

    "I don''t think I can get the key food from anywhere."

    There''s about a pedestrian.

    "Hmmm..."

    Valtrude thought with a difficult face.

    I''m not wearing plain clothes today, I''m wearing magical silver (miserable) sheet metal armor. The Devil (Divine) Divine Sword (Subjugator) also sits on his hips, putting aside a shield integrated with the cage hand and wearing an alternative, but almost completely armed.

    The action of the spell protects it from the cold. But Yut saw the beauty of the distressed Valtrude, and his body trembled.

    All this makes no sense because even if you think you''re used to it, you can have more shocks than that.

    (Pathetic. Pathetic, but irresistible beauty is an anomaly)

    When he had serious but different vector problems, Valtrude called out to him.

    "Is there anything else I should know?

    "Oh...... Then why don''t you explain to the Dwarves what you''re going to propose first?

    He only tells Valtrude that he will recruit the personnel necessary to make the city of Falve. To explain too much, they were going to throw it round the other way.

    "Is that a story that will benefit the Dwarves?

    "At least that''s what I think."

    "Then good."

    With that said, Valtrude ran through the sky again.

    I guess they trust me.

    "It''s heavy like that..."

    There is a chance.

    But the pressure is undeniable.

    Can the Dwarves accept it? As accepted, is that the way to be happy for them? That was a huge problem for Yut as well.

    The two of us keep flying over the mountains for a while.

    I saw smoke in the distance - coal smoke.

    There is a stone settlement in the surrounding cliff-fronted land.

    Better yet, the quality is rigid. To make matters worse, it''s a vibrant city.

    "Let''s go down a little farther"

    Valtrude nods silently.

    Thus they stood down on the ground for the first time in hours. Take them and climb the mountain path towards Mainz.

    Early on, Yut began to regret it.

    Climb unpaved mountain paths, though they are stiffened. Moreover, Valtrude, who boasts good legs, has a cool face despite being fully armed.

    The boy''s pride is lame.

    (After all, I don''t care about Fujiko, so should I have "traveled instantly"...)

    But it also had the purpose of showing Valtrude what was going on in this city beforehand. Light climbing would have to be compromised.

    "This is Mainz. Dwarves."

    Valtrude standing at the entrance says quietly.

    Dwarves.

    They are also known as the Rock Fairies, but the Exiles are never related to the Rock Giants.

    He is about half a meter tall and in barrel-like shape. Long mustache that stretches to the waist. Prefers bright, cheerful and strong liquor, is a first-class craftsman and warrior.

    It''s a species just like the public image.

    If you are an adventurer, you will sometimes be involved on the journey, and there are often dwarves in the party.

    The Yuts have also found the remains of Queen Dwarf, who disappeared hundreds of years ago, and have entered into friendship.

    "It''s another tribe, and I don''t think it makes much sense"

    "That is not the case. Good deeds are always rewarded."

    "In the sense of being rewarded, I''ve already been rewarded."

    Gems received as consideration for Queen Dwarf''s artifacts are not so much money now. If it''s the current sense of money, it would have been taken as a memorial without selling it.

    But for them, who were still running out, it was a much appreciated reward. Appreciate it, but not enough.

    As I entered the city of Mainz immersed in memories, one Dwarf quickly turned to me.

    You''re Yut Amaxa.

    "Oh. As I said yesterday about the business. The lord is with us."

    Inform the Dwarf youth who have run but have not disturbed one breath of their intention to come.

    "Now, Mother - I will show you to the chief. Come here."

    Covering up some tension and curiosity with courtesy, Dwarf youth began to lead the way.

    Still, is it the greatness that reaches this periphery, or are you surprised by its beauty, that you are stealing from Hitachi and Valtrude?

    (Probably both)

    Thanks to this, an infinitely stored bag that doesn''t look good in the uniform or outfit under the robe doesn''t have to be noticeable.

    I was thinking about that, so I delayed noticing Valtrude''s dissatisfaction.

    "Yut, what do you mean yesterday?

    That''s just what Valtrude asks in a whisper.

    "Oh, a little bit in Moment Travel at night."

    It is problematic to visit without any promises, no matter how many lords. Even the other person makes me feel better than I need to.

    Or, even if it''s just a tip off, you''ll arrive later than they do. Besides, I still don''t have a subordinate to act as a liaison.

    Sejour, the king''s capital, solicits principals with retired officials and scholarly but jobless noble children. In the near future, it should take shape...

    "Suddenly, aren''t you overworked?

    "I''m getting some rest. Otherwise, you know I can''t use a spell, right?

    "Mmm..."

    Yut is worried, but it is himself who is putting that hardship on him. I can''t say strongly when I think about it - Valtrude gets annoyed by the lack of merit.

    I''d be happier if you were happy.

    "Ugh. Let''s try."

    That being said, Valtrude was forced to make a smile.

    "All right, all right."

    Touching your head weighs just fine.

    "But it''s my fault you seem lonely?

    I''m supposed to be walking on Main''s Boulevard right now, but the road to the big mansion you can see ahead is barely crowded.

    So if you''re at work, it doesn''t sound like waving Dwarf''s settlement-specific hammer or vibrancy.

    Even if it''s not Valtrude, it''s natural to wonder.

    Yut''s response to that was extremely flat.

    "It''s not my fault. If I were, I wouldn''t bring Val"

    "Are you telling me you don''t like going out alone with me"

    He stopped abruptly and was unwittingly loud.

    "Huh? There''s no way."

    I didn''t expect such a reaction, so Yut leaks the truth unexpectedly, too.

    "Oh well. That would be good..."

    "Oh, oh..."

    Her face is red.

    What you can see from Yut is that Valtrude''s cheeks, like white magnetism, seem to be dyed red, but you wouldn''t make a big difference yourself.

    (What would have happened if Arcia and Yona had seen me here...)

    So I come to the sight of others.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    It should be said as expected, or what an indescribable gaze was being turned by the Dwarf youth.

    "As, well, that''s it. This has happened to Mainz for several reasons. It will be improved by a proposal to the chief."

    "Oh well. If that''s what Yut says, don''t worry."

    The two of them walk out as if nothing had happened.

    You wondered if there was any further pursuit, and the Dwarf youth also continued to walk solemnly, stopping in front of a mansion with stone walls.

    "This is the residence of Chief Miranda. Even if we continue to guide you."

    "If it''s convenient for you,"

    "Okay. This way, please."

    It was a large, longitudinal hall of more than 10 meters that was guided. High ceilings and no pressure. The skylight was fitted with glass, bringing winter sunlight indoors.

    On the front, I guess she''s Miranda the chief. An old Dwarf had already taken his seat wearing a flashy costume.

    A long low table is set on either side, with nearly ten dwarves looking this way behind them.

    (You''re not welcome)

    Dwarves meant matrilineal society, but the faces in line seemed to be more male.

    In the center of the room, two circular cushions are provided that are identical to those in which the Dwarves sit.

    This would mean their seats.

    Rather than welcoming a new lord, it was like he was going to be put on trial, but he had no choice. In their fight against the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), they showed martial courage.

    But there is no track record in territorial management.

    A cathedral knight with a definite expression took his seat in a flowing act. An exclamation leaks from the Dwarves on both sides in a move that I don''t think is wearing heavy armor.

    On the other hand, Yut also lowered his back in a somewhat dizzying motion compared to that.

    Negotiations - the battle begins.

    "I am Miranda, the Dwarf chief living in Mainz. Far away, thank you for your hard work."

    "From Charlton III of the Rotosilt kingdom, it is Valtrude, who has been entrusted with a new lord. Regards."

    First, I greet you both without difficulty.

    "Yut Amaxa, the house of the Earl of Istas. A magician."

    I would introduce myself once, but he knew very well for himself that it had not been noted.

    So drop the bomb gently.

    "I''m here to tell you how to return the dying city to Yellow Springs"

    "Hmm. What is dying?

    You can''t even have good feelings when they say you''re dying all of a sudden. Chieftain - Miranda''s eye pierced Yut.

    But it doesn''t look like it moved on him. On the contrary, I even thought it was better at all than the battle between living or dying.

    Neither does Valtrude hold his mouth in disrespectful words.

    "He, I want you to think that Yut''s words are mine"

    On the contrary, I left the full powers to Yut.

    "You''re dying. You can tell from the city."

    Not deliberately answering the chief''s question, Yut stuck his request.

    "For starters, I need manpower. We need craftsmen to build the city around the fortress in Falve."

    Dwarves are all excellent blacksmiths as well as masonry. If there is a dwarf in the realm, there is no hand not to use. If there is a shortage of manpower in the Wang Du Sejour Restoration, it will be more expensive.

    "Falve''s fortress? It''s just ruins over there."

    Exactly, it didn''t seem to convey this far. Doubt comes up from the Dwarves.

    "There is a castle fortress. Helenonia, it''s a miracle of God."

    Shortly and strictly, Valtrude affirmed.

    Pressed by its aura, the dwarves on both sides also remain silent.

    "Aside from the authenticity of the fortress at the hands of God, I have a plan to base it on the Falve. It''s true we need manpower."

    "I see."

    Only a negative stance does not break, says the chief.

    "But no matter how good the Dwarves are, they can''t build a home without materials."

    "Don''t worry about that either. Arrangements are in place."

    Sheikh Miranda silenced on Yut''s words filled with confidence.

    "Do you mean that stone has already been procured from somewhere"

    You think you bought it from another land. The facts are different, but Yut didn''t make any particular corrections.

    (Outside the territory, do you even use a single gold coin?)

    Yuuto tongues out in his heart.

    Well, actually, that''s not going to happen.

    "Wages are likely to come out in five silver coins a day. I''ll take some care of my clothing and living, and I''ll give you a bonus for every separation. On these terms, how many can we gather?

    "5 silver coins......"

    The chief closed his eyes in silence, and instead a surprise was raised by the Dwarves who were in the queue. The base salary alone is up 50% of the market.

    There are other extra rewards, so you can call it broken.

    "You''re telling young people to abandon their homeland. You can''t say it''s a good deal."

    To the word of the chief, now the dwarves on both sides pressed silence.

    "Nobody''s talking about forced migration. You can go home if you want. Well, I''d like to ask you to improve the streets if there''s a way to build a city, and I have as much work to do."

    But Yut has a cool face.

    "Speak to the nearby settlements, and 200 will gather."

    The voice was heard from behind the Yuts.

    "Tordek! I don''t remember allowing Nushi to speak!

    The reprimand from the chief flies.

    But the Dwarf youth who led Yut and Valtrude so far did not pull a step back. His hands trembled and it seemed like he was finally breathing, but he took the sight of the chief from the front.

    "Mother...... no, you know the chief too. It''s like being strangled with cotton."

    "Tordek......"

    If it is that young people abandon the city, it cannot be stopped.

    Neither Chief Miranda nor the other Dwarves around him could say anything with their eyes down.

    "Bye, Toldek."

    Yut said, turning his body around while sitting down.

    "I leave the leader to you. When you''ve assembled two hundred people, tell them I''ll give them a pick up. I''ll let you know later."

    "Yes."

    Trembling, Yut nods satisfactorily in a clear reply.

    "You should listen to me with you"

    Valtrude points to the corner on the left.

    To her words, the Dwarves will not speak out, even if they disagree. Tordek was also a moment of formal participation.

    "Well, one of the suspensions is cleared. Then I''d like to make another suggestion that would interest a new industry."

    "What?

    The chief rounds his eyes.

    Naturally. Without that industry, young people are going to abandon their homeland.

    "Of course, I''ll ask the rest of you to do your job."

    "Really, I didn''t come here to move and live with you..."

    Yut nodded softly.

    But the Dwarves'' expressions remain dark. Quite frankly, I doubt it. I was wondering if there was such a delicious story.

    "But..."

    "I know it''s not gonna go the way it''s always been."

    Hands up, Yut takes control of the chief''s words.

    "I''m sorry, but it depends on your efforts from here on out"

    And Yut uttered the essence of the problem this Mainz has.

 6 2. Problems in Dwarf (after)

    "I guess the Mainz Iron Mine is roughed up by a crystal-eating monster (Quartz Beast) to produce only crystals?

    It''s in the form of doubts, but it was actually just a fact-checking.

    Starting with the Miranda Chiefs, he turns a stunned gaze from the Dwarves around him in what is said to be too straightforward.

    To crystal-eating monsters, a subspecies of rust-eating monsters (Rusty Beast), the Evil God gave them the same ability to be self-sufficient as rust-eating monsters.

    The rust-eating monster turns the surrounding iron into rust and eats rust, and similarly the crystal-eating monster turns the surrounding iron into crystal and eats crystal.

    Alongside rust-eating monsters, it''s a nightmare for the Dwarves.

    "Where did you get that..."

    "I asked God"

    Arsians Some of the divine spells used by priests who serve God offer prayers to the faithful God and are actively enlightened and entrusted.

    It takes some preparation, but there''s nothing wrong with Alcia, who qualifies as Archbishop (Patriarch).

    "And then there''s a place where you can dig coal a little further. Though recently inhabited by a flock of giants"

    This one, when I came to Mainz yesterday, is finally checking from above.

    "Hmm. I mean, you didn''t pay taxes, you couldn''t..."

    The crystal-eating monster, by the time he realized, I guess it was too late. And there''s no way I can get my hands on a bunch of giants or anything like that.

    To their surprise, anger and humiliation, the Dwarves could not say anything.

    "From now on, it won''t."

    Yut tried in a bright voice to keep the city''s residents from getting anxious so Valtrude wouldn''t be driven by self-blame.

    "The presence of crystal-eating monsters isn''t all bad either"

    "What do you want Dwarves to do with crystals? Let the jewelry process it? Or do you want it to be powdered and pigmented?

    To the words of Chief Miranda, Yut shook his head silently.

    "If it was just a crystal, that''s all I could use."

    "What do you mean?

    "I borrowed this from Vainamarinen''s grandfather..."

    "By vainamarinen, are you referring to that great sage?

    To the chief''s surprise, Yut regrets that he should not have given the name Vainamarinen. The surrounding Dwarves were also overwhelmed by the name.

    We need to change the atmosphere.

    Yut deliberately rolls the blue, black iron ore taken from the bag of infinite storage with gotri so that it makes a loud noise.

    Then you just said Dwarf. To the unknown ore, sight gathered simultaneously.

    "This seems to be a glass iron (crystal iron). In nature, by chance, it''s a rare ore that comes from a mixture of crystals and iron."

    "Bold iron...... then?

    Earlier I noticed a chief who remained surprised, and Yut seems to laugh a little.

    He managed to do so thanks to Valtrude, who remained silent without changing his expression next door, and continued the conversation with a bold iron raised to show his surroundings.

    "Crystal-eating monsters end up here. The question is, then how do you use bold iron?"

    "That too..."

    "I asked God"

    Why can we affirm that we have come to produce bold iron? To the question that can be taken for granted, Yut answered concisely.

    No body or lid, but at the same time it''s not uncommon for adventurers to be called heroes in the Brewers. Trouble, I think Yut too.

    "But what is Bold Iron..."

    Because it doesn''t put the actual thing in front of it, or the Chiefs and surrounding reactions are one dull thing right now.

    "I''ve only heard about the name, so how did you treat it..."

    "Oh, I see..."

    I can only think of fantasy awesomeness from yut, such as when crystals and iron mix to become another ore.

    It also seemed different from silicon steel, which we looked at in all its diversity. Well, in a world where magic silver (miserable) and adamantine are real, it is now.

    That''s what I thought, but the Dwarves actually had the same confusion.

    "Weinamarinen says he''s got a lot of affinity with magic, but the truth is, I don''t know much about traits, either,"

    Yuut to speak irresponsibly. On that face, there is a childlike grin about setting up a prank. Even if I''m wrong, I don''t think I''m a house slayer for the Counts.

    "It is the job of those who remain in Mainz to examine and work out their characteristics"

    "But then..."

    "I also have money to prepare."

    Even so, Yut takes the lead and blocks the chief''s mouth.

    I snagged the infinitely stored bag I had left on the side and took the gold bag away. Of course, not just one.

    When you open its mouth, the gold coin emits a blurry light.

    "There are five thousand gold coins"

    It was so easy that I didn''t think it was in front of 50 million yen in Japanese yen, Yut said.

    "You can use it as you like. However, the deadline is three months. If that doesn''t work, the Mainz mine will be closed."

    When that happens, Mainz itself, a mining district, is also dismantled. You will be moving to Unkoka.

    That''s what I say in the dark, pressing for a decision.

    "But I can''t decide more important than this on my own. We have to discuss this..."

    I''m not blinded by the gold, it''s a good chief.

    But I can''t stay long. As Yut tried to overlap the words further, Valtrude raised his voice from the side.

    "By talking, do you mean everyone here?

    Chief Miranda nods slowly.

    "Yut, I''ll take care of you."

    That said, Valtrude also reached for the bag of infinite storage. Now from there, the liquor barrel shows up.

    Next to it, the female knight raised her voice.

    "Dwarves all hear of alcoholics. So let''s call it a battle."

    The truth is, it was prepared for a little souvenir. Yut, too, this development is unexpected.

    "I want you to compare your drinks to mine and follow the chief''s policy if you lose"

    "Agree with the lord... Isn''t that right?

    Trudek, entrusted with the leader of the earning dwarf, hears terribly.

    "It''s the same thing that follows the chief''s policy and agrees with our proposal"

    Valtrude confidently says it out.

    Inspired by that, my voice began to rise from the Dwarves around me.

    "You want to crush us drunk with one of those barrels?"

    "No matter, I''m not going to lose that kind of gratitude"

    One barrel after another emerges from an infinitely stored bag.

    To this, the Dwarves also turn their eyes to surprise.

    "Come on, who''s it from?

    Valtrude smiles challengingly, as if to go to battle.

    It was really beautiful and noble.

    After discussing with the chief - the inner matter, though it was merely a confirmation of the conditions - what Yut saw back in the Great Hall was the figure of his husband, who was releasing unspeakable colorful incense with a drunken addition and subtraction.

    At least on the surface, while remaining calm, but traveling to such a valtroude at a slightly wider stride.

    This one''s got a piece on it.

    "Yeah. It''s obvious, this is"

    The Dwarves'' soldiers were also spreading traces of their dreams in their sight, but they were trying to drive them out of consciousness. I don''t want to think Dwarf is a reality such as everyone getting drunk and turning into a corpse-blooded mountain river.

    "Queen Dwarf''s quest for legacy. If I had drunk the story back then, this would have happened at some point."

    "Ooh..."

    I guess Valtrude wants to say that the Dwarves got drunk on their own.

    I know what you''re trying to say.

    But it was a harsh story to tell you to believe.

    "This one''s got a good tail, too."

    So Yut turns to his own report.

    Discussions with Chief Miranda should be described as having no other option than to say that things are going well.

    With regard to the ferrous iron, we reached a light agreement on the study of ferrous iron simply by making a commitment to provide as much information as possible via Vainamarinen.

    "But I''ve never even heard of Bold Iron before. What kind of metal is that?

    "I''m not familiar with it either, but they say you have a high affinity with magic, like matching iron with crystal properties. If processed successfully, magicians can also equip themselves with metal shields and armor."

    The user of the magician''s leading theoretical spell prefers the robe because, in addition to being shy and low in muscle strength, shields and armor, whatever the material, inhibit the necessary guidance for magic and activation, but it is late.

    It is unclear what the rationale is, but the glass iron has the properties to alleviate it...

    "Hmm. I don''t know. Iron and crystals would be something else."

    "It''s okay. I''m not an expert either."

    Instead of being an expert, I''m just a high school student.

    However, it is also a suggestion that the processing of iron glass is expected to be costly.

    "Right. Then we should get rid of it."

    Valtroude stood up wearing magical silver armor because of the influence of alcohol and other fine dust.

    Speaking of differences, to the extent that my cheeks are slightly reddish. It only serves to emphasize her beauty.

    "But you drank enough"

    I can''t imagine from the looks of it, but Valtrude drinks.

    It''s a monkey.

    I usually prefer to eat to drink, but when I do, I can go as far as I want. I doubt the common sense of the fantasy world that my stomach is connected to another dimension.

    "Isn''t that normal?

    To Valtrude, who answers plainly, Yut flied a light white flag, saying that no further pursuit was in vain.

    "So we''ll do something about the monsters and the giants eating the crystals of the mine"

    "That''s good, but no monster eats crystals"

    A monster exorcism is a condition poked at by the chief, but rarely does Valtrude show a difficult color. At the end of his gaze are the Divine Sword and the Magic Silver Armor.

    For adventurers, your gear is next to your life.

    No matter how many of them get together, such as crystal-eating monsters, they are the ones for Valtrude who can start and end up twisting the baby, but when it comes to possibly getting hit with gear, I''m really hesitant.

    Valtrude''s reaction was also clear, so Yut explains as he aims outside the chief''s mansion.

    "I''ll take care of it. Val''s in charge of the Giant."

    "Um..."

    At that time, Toldek reluctantly called out.

    I didn''t think there was a Dwarf that could still move. Yut is going to sound surprised, but he can hang on for a long time.

    I want to keep my majesty.

    "May I accompany you?"

    "Fine. Shall I come with you?"

    It was so easy that they might call it a cheap contract, Yut acknowledged.

    "What!? Are you sure?

    "There are no two words for knights"

    In a phrase that has been my favorite since Yut taught me, Valtrude also undertook.

    In fact, I was going to ask someone for directions.

    "First, will you show me to the mine?

    "Yes, sir"

    Toldek leaves in front of the two of them and goes for the west side of the city.

    "Um... My mother, my chief, I know you''ve found the Queen''s legacy, and I appreciate it."

    "And you''re telling me this is a different story, right? Well, I''ve been telling you a lot lately."

    Neither good nor evil must be judged by profit and loss.

    I mean, politics.

    "It''s a world that''s not for me."

    "Exactly, but why don''t we fix it up a little bit?

    "I can''t lie."

    Such heartwarming interactions, while walking for about an hour.

    About noon, I arrived at the entrance to the pit.

    Crystals aren''t worth using either, but I guess they don''t stimulate the Dwarves'' harp lines as much as iron. It was a mine I could tell I was lonely at first sight.

    "So, what exactly do we do?

    "In short, I hope the weapon isn''t metal."

    The means are ready.

    Take the spell document from your nostalgia, break 8 pages and release it into space. The pages of the spell document stood still at about knee height and began to shed light.

    The light gradually becomes stronger.

    "Invitation of the Lion in Heaven (Beastlands)"

    The light just blinks for a moment.

    When the light subsided, there appeared eight lions shining in gold.

    "Hih."

    "Wow. That''s pretty cute."

    Is your body about five meters bigger than the average lion at a time? Such a beast, it has a herd on its side. Tordek''s reaction could be taken for granted. In the first place, it was probably the first time I had seen a lion in itself.

    But the lion waits for the order and doesn''t try to move off the spot by looking at Yut. As if to back it up, the eyes were lit with the light of intelligence.

    Naturally. They are not just beasts.

    The Invitation of Heavenly Lions is a spell that invites sanctified lions, who live in the field of the Holy Beast that exists in heaven.

    "Get rid of the monsters in that pit."

    Gao ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.

    To Yut''s command, the lions replied with a howl. And start moving slowly.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Tordek is surprised and voiceless. Probably something that''s also bright white in your head.

    "Yut, this is the first spell you''ve ever seen"

    "Right. It''s the Eighth Staircase spell, because the enemy we''ve been fighting lately is out of standard. Even the Solestal Lion would have fallen apart, and I had no use for it."

    Besides, I''m also caught up in the "Momentary Movement" number limit. It was stored because it was not user-friendly, but it is useful in some situations.

    Ad hoc spell selection. This is the true price of a magician.

    "Uh..."

    "It''s all right, because we''ll be back in the Holy Beast field in three hours"

    "Yes..."

    He went ahead and explained that he was not going to go wild and live there, but Tordek seemed to be inconsistent with one thing now.

    I''m sure you want to say that''s not the problem, but I just have to get used to all this.

    "Why don''t you go clean up, Giant?"

    "This is it!?"

    "Yeah? Yeah, but"

    "Right. I''m not doing anything. I just had a drink."

    "Hey, that saved me. And if you can drink all that, it''s one stunt."

    "Mmm...... That''s it, Yut just doesn''t drink. That''s what makes me look like a wolf."

    "So, I''m in high school, so drinking is... let''s just get to work."

    I don''t want Dwarves I''ve just met to say crazy talk fights, etc.

    Yut broke the spell and cast a "Long Flight" spell on the three of them.

    Oops.

    Tordek raises a bewildered voice at the sudden feeling of flotation.

    "Look, grab it"

    Yut offered his hand in a smiling mood like he was looking at his old self.

    Crumpled skin. A disappointing feeling.

    It was a craftsman''s hand.

    "Oh, thank you"

    Surprisingly floating in space, surrounded by the feeling of being flying in the sky. It''s my first experience, but in Tordek, my sense of expectation seems to outweigh my sense of fear.

    "Well, let''s kill all the giant herds"

    "Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-uh."

    Tordek''s scream flows behind him.

    "Well, just watch. All because I''ll put a piece on it."

    Valtrude, who flies sideways, undertakes to be reassured that he intends to board the big ship.

    In fact, you''ll be right.

    We arrived in less than an hour at the coal mining site where the Giants live - where the coal is exposed and where open-air digging is possible.

    Underneath, primitive settlements are spreading.

    Around 10 meters long, a group of mountain giants.

    It''s hard to tell in the distance, but it seemed to be burning whole livestock taken from the neighborhood. Is it meant to be a song, or the deafening noise can also be heard faintly in the wind.

    Negotiation - If the story makes sense, Yut would have done so first, too.

    In the Brewers, however, there exist creatures with evil phases with the favor of evil gods, and they are an uncertain relationship of heaven to humans and creatures with good and balance phases.

    I can''t give in to symbiosis or anything. Those giants eat livestock, but whether they''re human or Dwarf, they''ll swallow it whole if they''re willing to.

    Not even remodeling, born evil.

    It''s a hard fact to accept for Earth-born Yut, but the Mountain Giants under their eyes are enemies to be driven away, just like Goblin and Kobold.

    "Earthquake"

    Above.

    From an altitude unnoticed by the Giants, Yut activates a spell. "Big Earthquake," an eighth staircase spell that causes an earthquake in a certain range.

    All of a sudden, I can see that the giant under my eyes is confused. Some of them seem to be falling over.

    Giant consciousness concentrates all on the swinging ground. There was absolutely no sign of them overhead.

    In the first place, there''s no reason to care about attacks from overhead, etc.

    Normally.

    "Okay, I''m coming"

    Valtrude falls in a flair such as coming out for a little walk.

    A cathedral knight, who ran through the sky like a war maiden, waved the Goddess of Demons sword and gently mowed Giant''s neck.

    The head of the giant, bigger than Valtrude according to gravity, falls to the ground, somewhat delayed and his body collapses.

    "Awesome..."

    Tordek, who watched the whole thing, leaked a crush that could not be discerned as easy as fear while swallowing his spit.

    "Sure, I can''t imitate that one."

    I was willing to support you, but I don''t need you. For this reason, Yut, who was a spectator as well as Toldek, did not miss his impressions and reacted.

    "No. No."

    A full force denial, shaking his neck.

    "Isn''t Amaxa amazing?"

    At some point, it was customized.

    "Well...... do you?

    I tried to deny it, but in the light of common sense - I couldn''t.

    I can''t even say what I cared about, and I move my gaze to the battlefield.

    But then the same thing repeats itself.

    Some giants stood up to me with sticks and throwing stones, but just keep waving empty without accidental help.

    It didn''t take that long for Valtrude to drive out a dozen giants.

 7 3. The Great Sage Vaina Marinen

    "No less money..."

    Leaving Valtrude in the city of Mainz, Yut was returning to his home in Sejour, the king''s capital. Celebrations, spectacles and other gatherings overlapped - that is, you can''t have no main guests at the banquet.

    But Yut had a pile of work to do. Plus, I promise I won''t be able to take it off. Valtrude can pick him up on Moment Travel (Teleport) by looking at his time.

    In the first place, what about Dwarf''s liver, such as a banquet even though Valtrude was drunk and crushed during the day? There''s no way a minor Yut can go out with him.

    Now I was just checking on the loot I got from the Giant while I fell asleep in my own bed.

    Parchment is common in this world, but what Yut is looking at is white paper with plants as raw materials. He has a difficult look at the ballpoint pen he brought in from Earth in a demeanor manner.

    It is a western paper made under the spell "Manufacture (Craft)", which makes an article commensurate with it from raw materials, with the excuse that it is for personal use only.

    The only reason I could use the ballpoint pen at all costs was because I realized that the "Repair Items" spell would return to full ink.

    It has no effect on magic fixtures, but it is also used to keep the high school uniform that I still wear clean. It was a must-have convenience spell for Yut.

    "I knew it. Giant''s treasure is more than what I left in Mainz."

    I checked the results of the calculations several times, but the conclusions remain the same.

    There were not only gold coins in the Giant settlement, but also jewellery where they were obtained and weapons (for the Yuts) that were not of great strength but were granted magic.

    In the Brewers, the monster''s property is basically owned by what he defeated.

    I didn''t redeem everything, and to some extent I have to compensate for the damage caused by the Giant, but it looks like it''s going to be in black.

    "Well, I''m not in trouble for having money. Invest more and more."

    So when Yut, who shook off his guilt, threw down the treasure calculation paper and rose up - a life form of baldness and mustache was suddenly growing in front of him.

    "Right. It''s what Aaron does, like saving money."

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

    Screaming, Yuut retreating from bed. Seeing him hold his heart unconsciously, I guess he was surprised enough to feel his life in danger.

    "Gha-ha-ha. That''s a good reaction."

    "Forgive me for trespassing, but behave in common sense."

    "Kid! This! Common sense! Speak!"

    Unexpectedly loud, Yut held his ear. If I wanted to do it, I would have taken out the Silence scroll, but I might have been cornered a lot around not doing so.

    Such a yut, the old man in front of me is laughing funny. It''s so strange you''re not holding your finger.

    "A little more, you want me to get rid of my social status, Master Vainamarinen, the Great Sage."

    "That''s what Non found out!

    And I laugh a lot about what''s wrong.

    Without treatment, Yut ripped his hair and fell back into bed.

    Bearing the inventor''s name, this special sleeping area, known as Huberd''s bed, was a magic tool that seemed to build a fortune if it could be mass-produced on Earth that it would get adequate rest at half of its normal sleep time.

    But there''s no function until it relieves Yut''s stress.

    Nevertheless......

    No one will try to believe that an old man like this child is Weinamarinen, the most famous and prestige-gathering great sage in the Brewers, who doesn''t know the real image.

    Speaking of the Great Sage Vainamarinen, he said he was part of Path Finders, an adventurer who stepped through a hundred-story labyrinth that was said to be impossible to attack, and that he had gone to Heavenly World by himself to gain wisdom and now lived in an eight-yen tower that existed in some deep mountain ghost valley.

    It is also often known as a virtuoso who develops numerous spells and listens to the words of a powerless people while the royal family asks for advice, but keeps it sleeve......

    "The truth is, it''s just a piece of shit"

    "I don''t care about that. Let''s start today''s class."

    See, and as if he were a child, the Great Sage pulls Yut out of bed.

    When I was younger, I was just acting as an adventurer, and unlike the image of an old man like a dead tree that I associate with the honorable title of the Great Sage, the fingers that stood in verse gave me were thick and powerful.

    Physical strength, etc., may be higher than the former football club yuut at this age. The Devil''s Sword on his hips won''t even be able to hold his hands in Yut.

    "Well, I''ll do it because I''m back for it..."

    I moved to the living room where no one was, with a school bag I kept beside my bed. Vainamarinen is also a grown man, but follows him with dignity.

    Yut grew up to be one of the Brewers'' leading magicians in just one year because of the teachings of the great sage Vainamarinen - not least.

    That''s right.

    Students are the Great Sage Vainamarinen. What Yut is teaching is history. Except the history of the Earth. It''s called world history.

    "How far did you go last time?

    Ask the older students as Yuut sits back in the living room chair.

    "You were talking about a time like the Renaissance. We talked about backward regions hustling about the cultures of advanced regions."

    "That''s some malicious way of putting it."

    But I wasn''t generally wrong.

    "Oh, yeah. The three great inventions of the Renaissance."

    Pointing to the terms highlighted in bold, the Great Sage hits the question.

    "I know the compass. I guess I''ll have to sail. It will be important to get out of the narrow areas. I don''t know about hard copy printing because I''ve never seen the real thing, but it''s groundbreaking to be able to produce a book outside of handwriting."

    Surprisingly, Vainamarinen had already mastered Japanese reading and writing. Even though Yut does not teach Japanese classes.

    Yuut, who had mastered the influence of world metastasis or, at all costs, the reading and writing of the common language of the Brewers, remembers a slightly backward emotion.

    I can''t read or write, even against Valtrude.

    "But I don''t know what gunpowder is. Sure it would be convenient, but is that what changes the world?

    It has also been discovered that gunpowder is not very popular in this world. However, no effective use was made.

    "My hometown - there''s no magic on Earth. So the explosive power of gunpowder is like magic, and it becomes a weapon."

    Rather than common sense, it wasn''t explained properly because it''s normal for Yut.

    "A weapon is a cannon or an iron cannon - it''s a mechanism for detonating gunpowder in an iron cylinder and shooting bullets out of it."

    "Hmm."

    Are you not convinced yet? Vainamarinen arms up and thinks.

    Neither of us has touched on the textbooks of world history. I brought a school bag once, but I wasn''t even trying to get a dataset out.

    I''m not looking to take a college exam, so I don''t need to remember the year. It''s like an extension of my hobby.

    "The artillery, the infantry... the peasant militia can kill the knight. Just pull the trigger."

    Yut goes on to explain as he imitates firing a fire-rine gun.

    "Just shoot hundreds of cannons, and you don''t have to hit them to intimidate them with sound. And training is easier than a bow or something"

    "Oh my God!

    A great sage slaps his fist at a table made of donkey and finest sandalwood and sticks his face out to Yut all the time on.

    "Close, Grandpa!

    "Wouldn''t it then be unnecessary for a king or something!

    "What? Huh?

    The tympanic membrane trembles at the cry of Vainamarinen. More than that, Yut froze for a few seconds because he didn''t know the truth.

    "All of a sudden, we''re going too far!

    artillery and the decline of kingdoms.

    Yut, who filled that centuries-old missing link, speaks up as he presses the face of the formidable sage with both hands against him.

    The two classes generally proceeded so that my grandfather and grandson could get together.

    "Oh, speaking of which,"

    He finished his lecture on world history that day and said Vainamarinen as if he remembered.

    Really, with a good smile.

    Proportional to that, the alert gauge rises in the yut.

    "There''s a good spell to help you build the city."

    "Great Sage''s recommendation."

    Not much of a spell - I don''t think it''s a good idea to let Yut develop by the only means he can, but if it helps, it''s the humans who want to know.

    Yut almost jumped out unexpectedly, but stays close to it.

    "... Tons of demo spells anyway, right?

    "You rude bastard."

    A great sage stuck his hand in a grey robe and wandered around, removing a round parchment - a scroll of spells.

    "Oh, this is him, this is him"

    Spread it over the sandalwood table.

    "Island Rise." A spell that suddenly appears in the ocean.

    "I''m out of land!

    That being said, Yuut looks intrigued and glanced at the contents of the scroll. It would be the intellectual curiosity of the sorcerer''s late.

    One of the uses of a spell-filled scroll is mastery of spells.

    By carefully loading memory, the spell is lost from the scroll and moved to the memory area in the magician''s brain.

    In order for a magician to use a spell, it is now necessary to transfer the spell in the storage area to a spell document, but there is a limited number of spells that can be transferred in a day.

    That selection is also one of the key tastes of magicians.

    Nevertheless, that can''t even fill everything.

    So, another of the uses of the scroll.

    You can also activate a spell by using this scroll itself like a spell document page. However, the power is minimal, and once used, that''s it.

    Besides, it uses a lot of effort just to fill out the scroll, so the repertoire increases but the disadvantages are huge.

    But this spell...

    "Hey, Grandpa. Isn''t this some sort of subdivine spell?

    "There''s no way a spell can be used by both Hiyoko to protrude the island."

    "Me too, I''m still that hiyoko!

    It was rejected without question.

    "You''re the guy with no tension. For that matter, it doesn''t seem worthwhile!

    "It''s really an extra favor!

    "Oh, when it comes to extra help, it''s a plan to remodel the Falve land you asked for"

    One more piece, release the parchment to the table.

    "Give it to me from the beginning."

    Yut, who took it up by hitting it, seriously puts the paperwork through his eyes.

    It was like a blueprint for the city.

    Needs tidying up, zoning, etc., but that can be done with Yut. But it remains in Yut''s hands, such as urban planning.

    So I relied on the great sage Vainamarinen......

    "Isn''t that a lot different from what I asked for?

    Yut was willing to use the fortress as part of the walls, and the city was going to maintain it like an Acer''s eye.

    In the diagram that the Great Sage sent over, the fortress is in the heart of the city.

    From there it was roughly divided into four - into cultural, administrative military, commercial and residential compartments such as religious education - so that the city could spread in concentric circles.

    It''s only a schematic plan, and it''s actually a more detailed plan, including a plan for the development of a sewer using the ladies river that runs on the side.

    Even if that''s good......

    "Hey, Grandpa. There''s no walls?

    "No, I don''t want it. It seems silly to set the limits of the city like that."

    "No, you need it. I''ve seen it since I got here. Everyone in the big city had a wall there."

    "I mean, it wasn''t in your hometown."

    "Yes, but..."

    Yuut thinking of the Great River drama I saw on TV.

    (Is there a moat or so? But around the castle)

    It was certain that there were no walls.

    "We need walls because we fight each other. In that neighborhood, that''s unlikely."

    "That''s right, but you''ve got goblins and stuff..."

    "That''s it, the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil minister exclusion, is enough!

    Build walls with spells, not physical defenses. That was a blind spot.

    Vainamarinen''s Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion does not prevent, for example, the bows and arrows fired by the goblins, but it does prevent the goblins from entering.

    With Yut and Alusia, the residents can''t possibly be unaware of the proximity of the Goblins who did the detaining party, so it would be good if the castle fortifications were evacuated.

    If you ask me, it was really sensible.

    "No, how hard do you think it''s going to be to tour the city with the Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion?"

    "Can''t you?

    "I can... but..."

    I can. I can''t do it with a concurrent operator, and Yut himself is an unusable spell, but his people can.

    "In that case, you need a lot of silver..."

    In order to use the Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion, lines must be drawn with silver powder. When it comes to a city, it''s pretty good.

    "Tomorrow, why don''t you go to Hardenturm"

    Hardenturm also has some problems with Hardenturm.

    that the pirate''s ship has sunk and the port entrance has been blocked. Besides, the damage has been done to the port facility in the recent storm.

    With the superficial problems found in his mind as a result of his downward examination, Yut decides to take the plan forward.

    It''s different from what I planned, but more often than not, I haven''t been on schedule since I was an adventurer. Again, this was Yut''s routine.

 8 4. Free Trade City Hardenturm (Previous)

    Regina Niebes is a young proprietor of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, formerly seen as the head of three major chambers of commerce in Hardenturm.

    Because of her, she survived the painful pain of being raided by pirates and losing her load and her meeting at the same time, and could survive the Chamber of Commerce by turning

    There will not be one person in this Hardenturm who denies that assessment.

    Even if there are no signs of improvement at the Nieves Chamber of Commerce.

    Covering her healthy slightly burnt skin is a piece of bright green fabric with plant embroidery. It gives a slightly flashy impression, but suited her passionate eyes and luxurious blonde hair well.

    Old Sesk, the manager who works from my father''s day, told me she was visiting as she was reading the report while having breakfast in her own room.

    Not that it''s early in the morning, but it''s still somewhat early to open.

    "So, who is it?

    To the Lord''s best question, the old man answered, choosing his words.

    "The name was not named. He just wants you to sign up for a deal about silver. Then I wore the magician''s robe..."

    "What''s going on?

    "I brought a young girl with me"

    "I''ll see you soon. Take me here."

    Following the flash, Regina ordered the old man Cesc admiring him like his grandfather. With this flash, I have averted a deadly crisis many times.

    I had never welcomed a favorable opportunity with a flash before, but I had a feeling this was going to be that first time.

    Regina''s heart rattles as if she were a girl in love, her cheeks upbeat. I felt thirsty for excitement and reached for a cup with water in it.

    "Ha, what about your hair?

    But put it back without drinking it up and look in the mirror hanging on the wall. Others don''t know, she''s the only one who understands. Trying to fix the hair mess - but it''s slow.

    The faithful old man Sesk followed the Lord''s life and came right back with his visitors.

    The knock is there, too, and the door opens.

    A brunette boy, prompted by the old man Cesc and carrying an infinite bag of storage in black collared student clothes under a white magician''s robe, stepped into Regina''s private space.

    "Nice to meet you, Regina Niebes. This is Yut Amaxa, the house of the Earl of Istas."

    For once, I would say hello, but it didn''t seem very effective.

    Perhaps he knew the sudden visitor was Yut.

    As yet, what was done in Mainz would not have been conveyed as information, but in Sejour, the king''s capital, he was preparing under territorial management without hiding it.

    Even if it isn''t, it''s not as strange to grasp the characteristics of the heroes who destroyed the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    Yut looks softly at Jonah, who is accompanying him.

    So is that. Because there''s no such thing as an albino girl.

    "It''s a pleasure to meet you, Master Yut Amaxa. I haven''t even greeted your lord yet, but come and sweat all over your face."

    "Terrible, any formal revelations. Of course, I will tell Lord Valtrude about you."

    "Yut, the characters are different"

    "It was a promise to shut up, wasn''t it, Jonah?

    "I don''t know what you''re talking about"

    Looking in the direction of the day after tomorrow, I saw Jonah''s tricks, and a year-to-year smile appeared on Regina''s face, which was a face of tension.

    "Pfft. How about exchanging frank words with your daughter?"

    "I appreciate that"

    Yut agrees with her hair. He then lowered his back to the chair and put his legs together before he was recommended.

    "Let''s start with a simple business story"

    You sure you want silver?

    While pointing the water at Yut, Regina moved her head busily.

    Silver reserves in the Chamber of Commerce. Then calculate the inventories of the other chambers of commerce you have a deal with and be prepared so that they can ask you either the quality or the quantity.

    But...

    "Oh. Powdered, about 750 kilos"

    "Nah hih."

    That amount exceeded expectations by a single digit.

    The ladies have spoken out, but I usually don''t even try to praise the loud Cesc. Not so much because it was unexpected.

    All the more so given the size of the Nievez Chamber of Commerce today.

    Neither does Yut care about that inner surprise.

    (750kg with powder sounds like a dangerous drug deal...... Well, it''s automatically translated, so that recognition over there shouldn''t mean the unit is "kilometers")

    and so on, and was thinking irrelevant things.

    Jonah was worse, staring indoors looking at the breakfast about the table without me, and then entering between Yut and Regina.

    "Guh."

    "Don''t belly with your mouth. Alcia, you''ve had your breakfast."

    "Mmm."

    "Speak the language. When you''re done with your work, I''ll buy you something."

    "Okay. If I lied, I''d cry to Alcia that Yut flirted with me"

    "That''s vicious, dude!

    So, Yut realizes that now was in the middle of an important business negotiation.

    He coughed and then put his hand beside Jonah and carried him to the next chair like a crane. I won''t forget to mention it so that we''re adults.

    And I kept talking as if nothing had happened.

    "Oh, yeah, yeah. The sooner, the better, but due in a month. You don''t have to carry me to Falve. If you don''t make it, just let me know and I''ll pick it up from here."

    "A month? So..."

    "I don''t know what to say instead."

    Hand the bag of infinite storage you kept under your feet to the old man Cesc, who was holding back behind you.

    "It contains 15,000 Gs. It''s bulky, it''s on its own, but I let it all be white gold coins."

    The monetary unit of the Brewers is extremely convenient.

    One silver coin for ten copper coins and one gold coin for ten silver coins. And one white gold coin for ten gold coins. In other words, that bag will have as much as a thousand and five hundred pieces of currency paid.

    "Ah, let me revisit it"

    An old man Cesc got his hands in a terrifying bag and took one gold bag out. A golden bag that came out of an infinitely stored bag and regained its weight claims a shiver and presence. Not only the weight, but also its social value.

    When I untied the string that was tying the gold bag and opened my mouth, the platinum glow nailed Regina and Cesc''s vision and consciousness.

    The total amount of the transaction so far is not so rare, but Regina has no experience when it comes to instant money without notice.

    "But from the silver market, it''s nearly double -"

    "This is an investment."

    Without changing posture or expression, Yut says.

    Not that Yut is good at negotiating. I was originally just a high school student, and the party negotiator was Alcia, so I haven''t had any experience since I came to the Brewers.

    But if you take the lead with the power of gold and bring it into the stream you assumed, you can overwhelm the meeting of Hundred Wars Smelting.

    (I hope you don''t have a nickname for a cash magician)

    Continue without even taking your insides out for a bite, thinking about what you can do again or not. This is the real deal.

    "And it''s also a test. Regina Nievez, I wonder if you are enough to replace Bruno Exdero."

    "I need the Exdero Chamber of Commerce..."

    Like other free cities, Hardenturm had decided on a grand policy with a council system by the city''s leading players.

    But essentially not. It now had a system close to the dictatorship of the Exdero Chamber of Commerce, which extended similarly to the fall and period of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce.

    Regina has also been sipped boiled water many times by the Exdero Chamber of Commerce.

    The head of the Exdero Chamber of Commerce is Bruno Exdero. He was a former employee of the Nieves Chamber of Commerce, a fifty raven merchant described as like a toad.

    My ex-husband''s daughter - a man who puts Regina in the gold and proposes to his late wife, aside from being a business genius, he falls into the worst category as a human being.

    That''s why I''m not even the kind of person the new lord would lightly behead.

    Regina had no idea what card the Count''s deputy in front of her was holding.

    "I know there are some problems in this city right now. Maybe it''s like picking up chestnuts in a fire..."

    "One, may I?"

    "Go ahead."

    This is the watershed.

    Regina, who remained overwhelmed by the development of Anger Tao, breathes and thinks.

    I don''t know what the use is, but I know I really need silver. Because if you''re just going to try the Nieves Chamber of Commerce, you don''t have to set a critical delivery date of a month or so.

    It is also understandable that, for the sake of taxation, we do not have to eliminate the Exdero Chamber of Commerce, which is essentially cowing Hardenturm, but want to create an opposing force.

    But I still don''t know why Niebes Chamber of Commerce.

    "If you were the famous adventurer, Master Amaxa, would it have also been possible to talk to the Chamber of Commerce of Sejour, the king''s capital, such as buying silver? Why are you doing this to us?

    "It''s possible. But the company in the realm... it''s not the Chamber of Commerce. That doesn''t make any sense."

    It''s easy to talk about if it''s some cordial chamber of commerce in Sejour, Wang capital, and you can expect a rebate.

    But Yut lightly denied it.

    Because then the realm doesn''t moisten.

    "It''s true that we need silver, and it''s true that we want to start cleaning things up. Besides, the victim should be correctly compensated."

    "Who is the victim?

    To Regina''s question, Yut does not answer.

    "Of course, that''s not all. I''ve looked into this city''s chamber of commerce all the time, but, Regina, you were the best at balancing logic and making money."

    I didn''t think it was easy to give because I was a woman, nor was it sympathy to save a chamber of commerce that was falling.

    Going to the conclusion that he was chosen as an accomplice, Regina remembered a strange exaltation.

    Regina stares at Yut with her moist eyes.

    But Yut flushed that gaze and said it as a tattoo.

    "Not yet, I won''t reveal everything. But it can''t be bad for this city. I guarantee you that."

    "Are you a hero?

    "As a person?

    In that response, Regina decided to trust Yut herself.

    More importantly, the deputies of this lord are younger, and we know what it is: economy, commerce. It felt that way.

    And there was no other criterion for judgment for merchants.

    It was Regina who was trying to figure it out while doing her hand to a well-shaped nose beam, but her mind had already decided.

    After that, just mouth your resolve.

    "We''ll take care of it"

    "... thanks"

    You''re just relieved, Yut loosens his expression.

    Regina smiled when she saw how it was, and was impressed at the same time.

    If it''s just business talk, Regina''s beauty can often be somewhat advantageous by saying things. But Yut treated Regina as a trader, not a beautiful woman.

    If it had grown well, it might have developed into an emotion called love, but if it had learned the truth that it was used to beautiful counterparts in Valtrude and Alcia, would it have grown up?

    While leaving the preparation of the contract to the old man Sesk, while dampening his tongue with the late served tea, Yut will also remember to gather information on port blockages and storm damage caused by pirate ships.

    The paperwork was done in about half an hour. After a single confirmation, he signs two pieces and presses his verdict with the seal ring he had kept from Valtrude.

    Now I have finished one of my errands.

    Leaving.

    "Oh, yeah"

    From his uniform pocket, Yut takes the letter and hands it to Regina casually.

    "This is... It''s a subpoena to the council."

    "Yeah. Was it after noon today? I''m sorry it''s so sudden, but I was wondering if you could free up your plans."

    That said Yut''s expression is too abusive to invite a woman on a date. He was smiling as if he were a predator in front of his prey.

 9 5. Free Trade City Hardenturm (after)

    "Yut, that''s good next time, meat. Pork."

    "Eat the salted fish in your hand before you eat it."

    After noon of that day.

    Yut and Yona were in the middle of a stopover when they returned to Hardenturm to coincide with the council meeting.

    Looking around at the stalls that connect houses to markets, arguably the heart of Hardenturm, they eat skewers, fried fish, and fruits and drinks at will. Even now, with so much meat and shellfish skewers in my hands that I can''t hold them in my hands.

    It''s like having a handy sister.

    From Yut, who was my only child, that is a pleasant experience.

    "You have no choice. Just one."

    The response was also sweetened.

    "Uhm. The flavour of meat tastes like fat"

    Usually expressionless, Yut is also caught smiling at the satisfied voice of an albino girl.

    Eating the same thing - a skewer roasted pork belly in a sweet spicy sauce - Yut turned his mind from an unprecedented point of view.

    It is difficult in terms of feed to overwinter livestock. For this reason, it was also time for more pork to go out in the winter. In a few moments, processing into dried or salted meat rather than raw meat will be the main factor.

    Although we also want to reform this area, we also consulted with Alcia, who had a look down at the villages, but had come to the conclusion that the spread of the wheeled farming method would still be ahead of us.

    It would be easy if it were simply introduced, but if the wheeled farming method resulted in an increase in the population, its recipient would be in question. When the wheeled farming method was invented in the UK, the industrial revolution took place as well and the industrial development ensured the place of work. The treatment was terrible.

    But typographical printing is also a Brewers that hasn''t been invented yet, and I just don''t have that long term outlook.

    Besides, it''s not agriculture, it''s commerce now.

    "And eat vegetables, and vegetables."

    "I don''t want it!

    "Don''t make a strong assertion. Apologize to the sailors who fight leukemia."

    "You can drink rum if you want"

    "If I let you drink, what would I say to Alcia?"

    "It was a precious sacrifice..."

    "Cheap, my life"

    With such comic talent, he arrived at a five-story building where the council would meet.

    Nominally, the headquarters of the Hardenturm Chamber of Commerce.

    Essentially, it''s the landmark that dominates this city.

    The guard guarding the entrance presents the same letter he gave Regina, apart from which Yut gives two or three verbal instructions. It was an act of transcendence, but the content snorted in reply to the content alone, leaving me behind.

    For this reason, we enter a splendid building made of stone without guidance. It''s grand, but it''s actually late.

    It can''t be more roomy than in Japan or elsewhere because of the time it took to prepare, and because it doesn''t have an exact clock, but late would be late.

    "Hi, it''s late"

    At first he was low profile and Yut walked into a rectangular conference room. Silent, Jonah follows.

    The meeting room is not that big.

    The number of people on the round table would not exceed ten. Still, it''s all important people in this city who have their faces together, such as representatives of the Artisan Guild at the Chamber of Commerce meeting, and the head of the Temple of Paris who conducts the deal.

    Each one can follow an escort behind his back, but that intimidation goes hand in hand, so much so that he gets a slightly narrower impression.

    But Yut left me out.

    Even so, he lowered his back to an empty seat at the round table before being recommended. Hi, they only have seats for the official attendees, and it seemed like Jonah had to stand behind Yut.

    Look, behind Regina sitting across the street, too, the old man Cesc refrains.

    You noticed that gaze, and there was a smile on Regina''s neat face that was giving her a hard look. Seeing a blatantly reassuring look, Yut was annoyed by his guilt.

    Given her state of mind so far, it would be like being thrown one into the away.

    I don''t care how much I got beat up, it wasn''t if I was buying or eating.

    (Well, all the planting is for victory, and you''ll be convinced)

    I bought and sold such a absolution note by myself, and now let''s cut the fire - and I was struck first.

    "Only one stranger is a participant in this one. First, I was wondering if you could introduce yourself."

    Dignity.

    You wouldn''t mind saying so. But he doesn''t think so himself. You must even feel like it''s a snare.

    Because it is this Bruno Exdero who holds the strongest power on this occasion.

    "I am Yut Amaxa, deputy of the new lord - Istas bervaltrude. I don''t mind if you think we''re here today to discuss how this city works under the new lord."

    In the dark, Yut says so that he sounds like he can pay his taxes properly.

    In contrast, it was Bruno Exdero who reacted immediately.

    "Unfortunately, I can''t do that"

    With a humid smile on his sticky, fat face, he makes a humid voice.

    I see, toad.

    Bruno overlapped words even more against Yuto, who is so impressed.

    "As you may have already heard, Hardenturm''s port facility has suffered devastating damage. Of course! Of course, it will be your duty to pay taxes, but I believe you can consider the circumstances."

    After waving his long and wide tongue, he gently rang his fingers and the guard behind him gratefully placed a brilliant jewellery box in front of Yut.

    "I was wondering if I could forgive you for that."

    After a glimpse of the gecko and ringing merchant, Yut silently opened his lid.

    It was the first ruby that showed up.

    That''s all it is, a fortune. A year is worth just playing and living.

    Seeing the brilliance, they all raised their voices of surprise.

    It would have been a surprise if that Bruno had behaved so much.

    (Wouldn''t you like to redeem this and make it part of the tax? I don''t think so, I''m doing this)

    To one convinced yuut, Jonah hits an innocent question.

    "Yut, is this pretty expensive?

    "Right. Wataru"

    "Best you''ve ever had?

    "No, I wonder if the gems I used to get from Dwarves were worth about ten times this"

    "So this isn''t awesome?

    "Nothing, I don''t mean to take it if it''s expensive....... so thank you for showing me the rare gems"

    That''s how it was built, and Yut refused to receive it.

    "And then, when it comes to taxes, it''s okay"

    "Oh, well..."

    "Let''s take care of it so we can get paid properly"

    "............ what?

    "First, the restoration of the ports damaged by the storm. Make this a public utility. I won''t ask the city to bear the burden because we''ll get the reconstruction money out of us. We will make a bid, so please sift and join us."

    Say it like an announcer on the planet and Yut gives you a flirtatious grin.

    "Is that eligible?

    "Especially. If there are many chambers of commerce with experience in civil engineering, I think it would be better to give priority to performance."

    "Rest assured. That''s not the case with damage like this one, but we''re restoring it to the city."

    "That''s good"

    Yut answers a question from Regina thrown at him as if he had been meeting in advance.

    Both Bruno and the other participants were flattered by the shift in that seamless topic.

    "Yut, looks super fun"

    "Don''t call people bad guys."

    "Ha, ha, yeah. What about the pirate ships in the harbor? You can''t get in and out of a big ship by sinking into the entrance to the harbor, and you can''t keep removing it. I''m transporting it on a large number of small ships owned by me, but I can''t help it."

    "Oh, I''ll do something about that."

    "Duh, how!

    "With a spell"

    Yut only answers briefly that he is not willing to explain it any further.

    It was late.

    Bruno Exdero''s decision was all too late. Or was this fate decided when I decided to fang my ex-husband?

    "Huh. But either way, there''s the cost of fighting pirates. We can''t afford to pay taxes on Hardentrum!

    There, a modest knock rings.

    "That''s a good time."

    Ignore Bruno and others and approach the door yourself.

    "Oh, thank you."

    "Ha."

    A guard commanded by Yut at the entrance to the building responds in an upright immobilisation.

    "We have taken those who were rolled into designated locations"

    At the same time, a man tied with a rope enters the three-man conference room.

    "Yes, it''s a pirate''s best friend."

    "I caught him alive, he was super annoying"

    "... what?

    Regina raises a loose voice between them. The beauty is ruined.

    But even so, the other merchants, who have already lost their presence for a long time, can''t even speak, and we just have to watch the change.

    Except for Bruno Exdero.

    "Stupid! Absolutely!"

    "Oh? I thought you''d be happy."

    Yut smiles so well that he sneers his robe and approaches Bruno. Like a snake hunting down its prey.

    "I can''t show it to Valtrude"

    Jonah, stunned by such a yut, has not failed to be vigilant.

    Because we know that, it means Yut can hit one play with confidence.

    "Or are you frightened that even evidence that you''ve been hanging out with pirates will come out?

    "Stupid!

    The proud long and wide tongue also lurks, Bruno having to argue with less vocabulary. His fists are shaking as he shudders, his face is red tide and his toad is boiled frog.

    Surprisingly, it was the pirates who were taken who stabbed the stomach.

    "Give it up, Mr. Bruno"

    "Oh, I totally talked to you."

    "They''re holding down the paperwork that was in the fort, so don''t let them get away with it."

    "Kisara...... ugh"

    The pirate heads, against Bruno, who was blushing or bluishing in excitement, were sobering.

    Until I had a business meeting with Regina in the morning and then returned to Hardenturm after noon. Neither Yut nor Jonah wasted their time.

    A "Remote Site" spell that reflects the person''s location in a mirror or crystal sphere from information such as the subject''s name, hair, and possessions.

    So Yut and Jonah, who had already identified their home base, ambushed from above, and the pirates surrendered with these bodies.

    Yut showed the pirate ship in the sky under the spell of Gravity Inversion (Anti Grave) when it was bombarded from above in Jonah''s Elemental Burst.

    No wonder my heart is broken.

    "I''m sorry, Regina"

    "Yes. What is it?

    "This man must be sent to Sejour, the king''s capital, for severe punishment. For that reason, I can''t let you take revenge."

    "What is hate...?

    "The pirate your parents attacked. It''s also by this man''s guide."

    "It''s wet! Guilty!"

    Regina was discovering herself rapidly cooling down as she saw Bruno summon her rabbit.

    Amazingly cold, watching Bruno''s ugliness.

    Teng himself, who this man killed his father and mother and tilted the Chamber of Commerce.

    It was a truth I never even thought about, but somehow it fell strangely to my heart. Oh, I thought you did.

    But vengeance does not arise.

    I just wanted this toad-like man gone as soon as possible.

    That seems to have been the same for Yut.

    "... it made me sick. Yona, I got it."

    "Yeah." Seoul Wip. "

    A few whips grew from her back as the Albino girl nodded.

    A few transparent, tentacle-like whips were slapped by Bruno and his escort, while collapsing on the spot.

    Silence dominates the conference room.

    When Jonah finally realized that the silence was to blame for the current act - murder - she said to no one without excuse.

    "It''s a slap, right?

    He seemed to want to say that it was the power that struck the spirit, not the flesh. More than that word, I look at Bruno, who is tingly cramped, and I also perceive things around him.

    "No, Valko once killed an assassin with a blow."

    "It''s okay. I''m not going to do that."

    It was a conversation between two people that was not commensurate with the current situation, but it seemed to have had enough effect to accommodate the place.

    When the guards took out a taste of Bruno with the pirates, calm and order were finally restored to the conference room.

    "So Bruno Exdero himself sends with the pirates to Sejour, the king''s capital. Well, it would be a tie. But I leave the handling of the Exdero Chamber of Commerce to the council of Hardenturm"

    When this happens, it''s Yut''s specialty.

    "I will compensate you to some extent for the damage done to the pirates. Financial resources are the treasures that came out when you crushed the pirate''s home base, so, well, naturally."

    It''s clerical though.

    I will deal with the case in a completely different way than I would with my colleagues.

    "By the way, his son doesn''t seem to be involved in any evil. Was the child cute to look like such a toad? So I would rather have a peaceful handover to your son than a takeover"

    It is not compulsory. Nor is it an order.

    But whoever could ignore it was not on this occasion.

    "Oh, yeah, yeah. I almost forgot."

    At the end of the day I unilaterally proposed a draft tax rate - paying 30% of the profits of each chamber of commerce, not city by city - and tried to take Jonah out of the conference room.

    Looking back, I said embarrassingly.

    "Do something about the harbor. Somebody give me directions."

    It''s obvious if you take it for granted, and that''s why no one can react.

    "If you''ll excuse me"

    In the end, the concession only lasted to exchange glances until Regina raised her hand.

    "Are you glad you didn''t stay?

    Leaving the Chamber of Commerce building, Yut spoke to Regina walking a few steps back as she went down the road halfway around the harbor.

    Nothing, I didn''t care that much.

    I''m just tired of seeing the streets and watching the unexpectedly unbroken shoreline, and I was just concerned about the silence.

    "If you leave it to Cesc, it''s fine. Because there are many familiar faces."

    "I see. You can thank the council for showing me around."

    I didn''t mean for Regina to, but she wouldn''t believe me for saying that. So I uttered another more important thought.

    "Um, more than that, I don''t mind saluting you."

    "Never mind, Yut is just an acquaintance"

    "Oh, don''t fall apart."

    "Pfft. Again, vegetables are more attractive."

    "Well, that''s the thing, then"

    The sea breeze sweeps through the three of us.

    Cold.

    But I didn''t hate the smell of the sea breeze. Though it awakens my memory when I was on Earth.

    "Yut, are you lit?

    "Ah too. Think of my majesty."

    "I really don''t think he''s the same person who got Bruno into it."

    "No, you''re telling me I overdid that too"

    "Did you know everything from the beginning?"

    Yut answers quietly as he looks at the flying seabirds.

    "Oh. I''m an adventurer, so I''m not out of my hands to look down. I was willing to make the most of it - and I had a heart."

    "Still, I have known my father''s enemies. And he gave that man the punishment no one could have given him."

    The words shot through Yut, who was feeling hypocritical.

    "Thank you very much."

    And then, if you bow deeply, I can''t take it anymore.

    "Oh, wow."

    Yut returned a word that could not even be said as a reply, and moved on once again.

    "No more, I shouldn''t. I need to report an affair to Val."

    "It''s not cheating. I mean, that''s not what Valko is."

    No matter how you look at it, Yut said in a way that makes you feel like it.

    It should be noted that the removal of the sinking vessel in question ended only momentarily.

    Yut, situated at the edge of the harbor, takes the spell document and throws it into the sea wondering if he tore it down for six pages.

    "Tidal"

    The page of the spell document depicting the Six Lights star increased its brilliance, and the water level wandered only within its range. It''s like being pushed out at the hands of an invisible giant.

    The fish escaped and all that remains is the wreckage of a decaying pirate ship. Although not completely blocking the entrance to the harbour, it was certain that the water intake would interfere with the passage of the deep ships.

    Towards there, Jonah sticks her fingers out without changing her expression.

    "Disintegrator"

    Thin, green rays were emitted.

    Sooo rays run through the wreckage of the ship as if to draw a line, and at the next moment they disappear without a trace. Literally, the pirate ship disappeared without any dust.

    "It''s easy to break things."

    I did it, Yona. I said it out loud, but Regina, who had witnessed the whole thing, was nothing short of flabbergasted.

    Still, Yut remembered relief.

    This is what Jonah was really trying to say.

    "It''s easy to break things, compared to creatures."

    Jonah was a yuut whose eyeballs got hot when she grew up.

 10 6. Contemporary Knowledge, Reality and

    Touch it. Touch it.

    Yut''s consciousness surfaced rapidly on his cheeks, no, to the gentle feeling of touching his entire face.

    "Ah, Zhuyin...?

    Cloudy consciousness, regressing memory.

    Unconsciously, he spoke of the name of the girl who was once closest to him. But it hasn''t reached awakening yet. Organize the situation in such a way that only half of you wake up.

    (Yesterday I bought and ate with Jonah in Port Town and went back to Falv on Moment Move (Teleport)...)

    Then I lay down on the couch in Yut''s office......

    I mean, the dream reality is still going on.

    Gee, gee.

    "Want."

    Something that was a gentle gesture turned into something as tough as a noodle. Not surprisingly, Yut also reminds me of my eyes.

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    The first thing that caught my eye was a rich bispherical sphere full of vision. I realized that was the swelling of a woman''s chest, and all at once blood went up her head.

    But he lets his mouth hang a little bit ahead of him and finds Arcia looking grumpy to regain his calm.

    She doesn''t talk about anything.

    Because of the crimson eye bands, it''s hard to see anything from the look on your face.

    It''s just silent, even touching Yut''s face.

    "Um, what are they doing?

    I don''t want to know aggressively, but I''m also afraid of going through. I''m so scared.

    So Yut asked in a respectful tone.

    "Right? Because of this, I wanted to make sure you remember Yut''s face."

    I didn''t know Yut until I was born - but Arcia''s eyes don''t show the light. A magic fixture (magic item) to make it up to is the crimson eyelid.

    The pseudo-vision given by the crimson eye bands is similar to and non-existent from normal vision. There is no obstacle to behavior, but it is difficult to discern fine designs and shapes. Yut, though not sure, imagines it to be like an echo.

    "Touch it with your hands, something you can remember?

    "Sure. Now, shall I get you cleaned up?

    "Stop it because it hurts!

    Even Yut is an adolescent boy who thinks he''s handsome exclusively in the mirror of the house.

    "So, Yut,"

    "What is it, Alcia?"

    "Who is Akane?

    "Who would that be?

    White air was brewed in the morning Falve Castle Fortress.

    "Who could it be?

    My ears are twisted, not my cheeks.

    "I knew him when he was over there."

    Yut fell down lightly. This is not a defeat. Continuing resistance here is a sensible decision that something worse will happen in the future.

    "Do you know him?"

    "And are you friends?

    If I give in, I''ll be stepped in for that. I didn''t realize such a simple fact.

    Even while Yut is in despair, Alcia will not loose her pursuit hand.

    "Yuuto-kun reminds me of your friend when he''s touching his face?

    I was afraid of that smile.

    I can''t tell you.

    I don''t know why, but if I noticed, when a childhood friend girl came into the room, there was an event happening in more than half of the week that she was caressed her hair and face in the same way, etc.

    I can never tell you.

    "More than that, you''re not here to touch my face, are you?

    "Right. Shall we get down to business?"

    Unsurprisingly, Arcia responded well to the blatant change of subject. Maybe he''s going to bring it up where Valtrude and Yona are.

    "I managed to kill myself today..."

    Likewise, I get up off the couch and Yut takes a look at the whole room.

    When I was on Earth, I lived in an apartment with my family. Yut, but this office alone is bigger than a 3LDK house.

    However, furniture and conditioning are minimal. The other room with the larger desk at the window is a murderous room with only about the couch and costume hanging that Arcia was sitting on until just now.

    Speaking of decoration, is it about the appearance of the silver rim being driven against the wall?

    But this is Miller of Furfroom, an advanced magic tool once obtained from the nest of the Fire Shattering Dragon (Blast Dragon).

    If you can read the human thought in this mirror, you can project that sight in any place as if it were a Mindfulness (Remote Site) spell, and you can also create a transfer gate (gate) to that mirrored place for instant movement.

    I also intended to use this to move the Dwarves.

    It would be a little further for this to be the clerk''s office in the true sense.

    "So I didn''t spoil Jonah or anything, did I? Love Not Guilty"

    Suddenly he looks up with a sunny look, Yut says as he rebels his chest.

    "I''ll let you listen to that later. By the way, I''m here because I''m done visiting the village you were asked to visit."

    "Oh...... That way, that way. I knew it from the beginning."

    Alcia turned her gaze of suspicion from beneath her eyelids, but abandoned any further pursuit.

    "So, what do you say?

    "In short, it''s premature."

    "Uh-huh. I knew it, right..."

    Yut drops his shoulder disappointingly as he looks at the ceiling. But I wasn''t as discouraged as my attitude.

    "I, too, was in favor of Yut''s idea."

    Alcia has a stronger color of disappointment than Yut. This neighborhood would be the difference between Yut, who was born and raised in the Earth''s cities, and her spending time in the villages.

    "Hey, I guess I was in too much of a hurry"

    Yut''s proposal. The bone is the reform of the tax system payable in wheat. In short, wheat - the staple foods are bought from the margin, so let''s make something suitable for the land.

    For example, this Earl of Istas territory, which Valtrude received. Indeed, it is blocked by the western mountain ranges rather than fertile land and low rainfall, but on the contrary it can be said to be suitable for sheep grazing.

    Minimize field work, grow sheep, take wool, and process into yarn and clothing.

    We need to master technology, and it''ll take us a while to get on track, but it''s much more efficient.

    Others can bring in caicos for the first time to farm silkworms, or we can reform fertilizers and farming methods if we stick to conventional agriculture only.

    But.

    "Until now, tax collectors have come from the Kingdom of Rotosilt, just to collect taxes. Measures against goblins and monsters are self-defense or self-defense. In the meantime, residents are less willing because of the pressure that the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) existed. Every village."

    "In short, I can''t afford to do anything new."

    "Right. It''s not as good as starving to death as it is now."

    When that happens, the yurts. No, there''s one thing I''ll do as Count Istas'' house.

    Ensure the safety of the people.

    "First, I need to go explain. We''re going around the village. Can you hang out?

    "That''s it, but I think we should all collect the first explanation."

    "But I have to go to the village once..."

    "''Cause we''re all gonna wonder what kind of explanation you gave to the other villages, right?

    "Well, so"

    Yut nodded lightly.

    Alusia is more expert when it comes to negotiation and persuasion.

    "An interview I''m having Val do in Sejour, the king''s capital. I guess I''ll do it after that result."

    Valtrude is not suitable for practice, but the eyes that see people are certain. Though the eye can spot the good and evil of a person rather than discern his abilities.

    Being able to eliminate untrustworthy people is huge.

    "Right. Until then, can we take a break?

    "I don''t have time to rest. Before the Dwarves get here, we need to finish organizing Falve''s land, and we need to get ready for stone together."

    Year by year if done with manpower. In a concurrent sorcerer, whether you can activate the spell you need.

    I assure you, Yut, I will do that without precautions.

    To that appearance, Alcia couldn''t help but feel endangered.

    "I''ve worked in the temple for a little while."

    "Oh. It''s unusual for Alcia to talk about her past."

    "I thought I''d come down to work with someone who could."

    "Wow. Super funny."

    "And you''re dead."

    "Overworked death was also in this world..."

    Yut, who thought it was Japan''s own custom, is a little shocked.

    "So take a break. No matter how much you like it, there are limits."

    "Nothing, Val''s not like that."

    "I didn''t identify myself as Valtrude, did I?

    "No, no, no. My hard work is for the development of Count Istas territory, so it will be for Valtrude, won''t it?

    "I mean, for Val, right?

    "Around."

    A cleric serving the Magic God stood up all the time as he watched the boy, the Great Mage, imprisoned in the circle of Mebius, take damage.

    Arcia bends over and whispers softly in Yut''s ear, wondering if

    "Rest for the rest of the day."

    Exhalation touching the earlobes. A righteous Arsian face, full of vision. Going away, reddish-colored fruity lips.

    Alcia stayed put and left Yut''s office.

    Yut turned red in his face, and all he could do was just drop off his hindsight.

    In the end, Yut did not rest.

    I do feel like I''ve been working too much lately, but when I slept for eight hours and refreshed myself, I got a handheld bump the other way around.

    Before noon, it was flying under the spell of Flight.

    "Well, I''m just gonna use a little spell."

    From about 300 meters above, Yut was looking down the Falve area.

    Under his eyes, the castle fortress of Falve, which Valtrude was given to him by the Hellenonian God.

    To the north of it flows the River Lady, which originates from the western mountains and pours into the Golden Sheep Sea bordered by Hardenturm.

    Riverside with no embankment. The dwellings that used to exist have also been just traces for a long time, and some parts of the land have become desolate and muddy.

    Considerable construction will be required to enable people to live there.

    Hundreds of workers tidy up on a year-by-year basis?

    Or wield the full power of the world-crowning archmage.

    "King of the earth."

    At the same time as casting the spell, it was a deep colored pointed crystal stone (spinel) that was removed from the pocket of the uniform.

    The jewels that were about to be bribed by Bruno Exdero are worth the same amount.

    Yut crushed such a gem without any hesitation.

    The shattered gemstone drifts around Yut without being scattered on the wind, however, and clumps into five chunks.

    But that''s not the end of it.

    The King of the Earth is a spell that gains the privilege of exercising various sorceries that manipulate the earth, albeit for a short time. Stone Wall, Petrification, Muddy Clayware, Underground Travel, etc.

    "Earth Ringing."

    Yut chose among them. What we need is Earth Ringing.

    Together with Yut''s chant, one of the sharp crystal stones can be crushed. Four times continuously. Activate a total of five Earth Rings.

    All the sharp crystal stones were extinguished and the activation was over.

    But it hasn''t worked yet.

    On the winter breeze, I hear something squeaking from under my feet. The tremors, too, the air told me.

    The earth around the fortress is moving.

    Is the effect range a place like 1-2 km square? Once the earth is liquefied, it moves into the form that Yut desires.

    God''s miracle or the devil''s prank?

    An embankment was built around the Lady River, and the river curved itself to become one of the walls protecting the city.

    The land, which was all-you-can-rough, will be treated clean, divided according to Vainamarinen''s plan, with rain-sheltered trenches and sewers.

    This is a chick.

    It''s just a container that won''t do anything if you don''t actually build a building in people''s hands and make all sorts of adjustments.

    Still, it was an awesome word for the earth to be rebuilt.

    "Ugh...... Next."

    And it''s not over yet.

    Yut adjusts the "Flight" spell and drops altitude by about 100 meters.

    At the end of the gaze, there are several hills surrounding the Falve that have just been maintained. Simply put, it''s in the way of traffic.

    "King of the Earth."

    Again, you gain the privilege of crushing the sharp crystal stone and manipulating the earth.

    Now I cast a spell on one of its hills.

    "Muddy."

    As that chant disappears into the wind, one targeted hill melts loosely. Literally, hard dirt turned into mud.

    The sight is like a joke.

    I used Muddy because cleaning up the mud is easier than breaking the hill just for the softer part - not that.

    "Rock."

    He then extinguished shards of pointy crystal stone, and now reconstituted the hills that turned into mud into rocky mountains.

    If we cut this out, we''ll be able to secure the building''s materials, and we''ll be out of the way of traffic, and it''s two birds a stone.

    "Just Rock Mountain"

    It''s too late to regret it. I blushed one for that too much crap. I sincerely hope no one is here.

    We turned the remaining hills from mud mountains to rocky mountains as if to dispel that embarrassment.

    "All right, let''s leave the cut out to the Val child"

    Upon confirmation of the achievements, Yut nodded satisfactorily.

    If anyone had seen this sight, they might have prayed to the God they believed in. The look on Yuut''s face, which caused such a natural mutation, was as clear as a high school student after Saturday''s class.

    "Is that the end of the day''s work? You haven''t worked an hour. Yeah, but you can write a spell scroll or get the Dwarves'' employment contract papers. Yeah. You''re having a lot of fun, me."

 11 7. The New Lords Flow

    Through the mirror, it was on the side of a rocky mountain approaching the fortress of Falve.

    Tordek, a Dwarf youth, saw the sight in front of him and surprisingly stopped thinking and walking.

    "Really..."

    It wasn''t that I didn''t believe it, and there were rumors from pedestrians that it seemed true.

    Still, when you actually see the view of the castle fortress being built in Falve, which was heard to have been devastated, the exclamation leaks.

    Besides, isn''t it even made of something like a city chick around its fortress?

    "Still amazing, the new lords."

    "Absolutely."

    Tordek unexpectedly stares seriously at the old man standing next to him in response to what he didn''t expect to have.

    "I am Rosius, the village chief of Kaye village. My lord called me."

    In response to the introduction of the old man with gray hair, Tordek also responded by briefly explaining how he had come to this point.

    Humans and Dwarves.

    Both who lived in the same country and were in the process of similarly similarly making many enemies, such as goblins, but cannot even be said to be close because of the differences between the race and the area in which they live.

    But the Dwarf youth and the human old man had the same sentiments.

    "There''s a hell of a lord here," he said.

    To say the least, the magical mirror that created the transfer gate (gate) that carried as many as two hundred dwarves - and the Mirror of Furfroom - is not even understandable to them, who are not mysteriously profound.

    The Dwarves will also be in a very different mood than they are when they come out of the mirror and uniformly show the same reaction.

    Most importantly, if you knew that Mirror of Furfroom had about 200,000 gold coins - 2 billion yen if it were Japanese yen - you wouldn''t have been able to creep around with advanced (major) magic equipment (magic items).

    Then I''ll be called to the castle.

    "Yes. Bye."

    As I dropped off the old man''s back, I was just thinking about what I should do - before Toldek came the person who would probably be the most outrageous.

    "Hey, you''ve come a lot"

    If I do it, it looks friendly, and Yut approaches me with one hand up.

    "Nice to meet you"

    "No, no. So, come on, I need to talk to you about the benefits."

    Silently, Tordek makes himself strong. Again, five pieces of silver coins and so on were too broken. To what extent will it be priced?

    If it''s about 4 silver coins or 3, can you manage to convince everyone......

    To Tordek, who summed up his thoughts quickly, Yut threw an unforgiving word.

    "I''m going to increase it a little bit."

    "Huh?"

    Obviously it''s not a good word to say to the person in front of you. Brothers coming out of the mirror one after the other also pay attention to something.

    You care about that, or you probably don''t, but Yut continues his explanation as he moves around Rock Mountain to the other side.

    "Forehead, maybe five copper coins. However, you don''t want to give the increase directly, you want to set aside medical bills."

    "Would you mind giving me an explanation?

    "Of course."

    What Yut explained was the Japanese health insurance system, if I put it briefly.

    The premium may be deducted from the salary and, instead, the health care provider may be charged at a reduced rate by presenting an insurance policy.

    "Well, we don''t have a decent hospital at the moment, so we''re going to rely on Mr. Arcia."

    "Dear Alcia, with a priest who can also resurrect the dead..."

    "Yeah. I can''t do that. You''re an artist."

    "Um, what can I do"

    Tordek said in dismay, but managed to keep it out of the table.

    "I don''t take confirmation from us, I think you can do it. I mean, no matter what you think, there''s no reason to refuse, is there?

    "Oh well. Safe, secure."

    This is a world where there is no such thing as public welfare. It was a courageous guarantee for Yut, who was worried about what would happen by bringing Japanese common sense there.

    "Well, let''s talk about it now. First, we need to get this rocky mountain material to build our own quarters."

    Of course, I have a tent for a temporary residence or something.

    As he continues to do so, Yut knocks Rock Mountain with a knock.

    "I don''t mind that, but from the cut out..."

    "The cut out is going on there."

    "Who the hell...?

    Tordek''s doubts were quickly dispelled.

    "Ha."

    On the other side of Rock Mountain, a beautiful cathedral knight was waving his sword. It''s not the usual demon sword, it''s a straight blade with a blunt glow.

    When Valtrude, the incarnation of the war maiden, waves her sword, the sweat plays, and that brings out her beauty again.

    That''s all, like a single width painting. No, a sight to be painted and preserved.

    But I''m not barebacking against a rocky mountain prepared by Yut.

    The blunt straight knife pierced the fundamentals all the way without being bounced by the rock skin, and Valtrude put more effort into swinging the straight knife down to the foot.

    If you pull a rock mass out of a rocky mountain several times about that, now you cut it into a rectangle exactly the same size.

    If you look at it, the stone cut out like that was piled up naggingly.

    "What do you think?

    "Thank you..."

    I can''t even say that common sense and reality are collapsing, Tordek told me to squeeze them out.

    "Is that Adamantine''s?

    "Exactly. Of course, with Val''s arm would be the move."

    The Adamantine weapon strikes with disregard for the hardness of the object, and the Adamantine armor has the legend of protecting itself from all blows.

    However, it is also an illusory metal that is rarely produced.

    Using such an expensive weapon for cutting out stone, etc... would be something no one else can think of.

    "Oh, my God, that''s what I was looking at"

    As I was leaving the cut stone to Jonah''s mindful power to wipe the sweat, Valtrude noticed Yut and spoke up.

    "You''re brilliant. Exile''s old man, this is not how it works."

    "The right material."

    Tordek stared with a certain certainty at the two laughing joyfully.

    "So I have a place to build my quarters on this side and other materials, so I was wondering if you could move quickly to work. Valtrude, I''ll leave this place to you."

    "Leave it to me."

    Pounding his undulating, scarce chest, Valtrude undertook.

    With a smile and a nod, but Yut also speaks to Jonah.

    "Yona, I asked for Valtrude."

    "Yeah. Whoa."

    It was Jonah, who had stacked stone to play with her fuzz with the power of mindfulness, but all this time she responded with a serious look.

    "Wait a minute. What does that mean?

    Yut smiled and said nothing, activating the "Flight" spell. The white robe flickers with the wind, and the black uniform is exposed.

    "Well, I have work to do at the castle. Say hello later."

    "I''ll have it explained clearly later, Yut!

    Conference room at the castle fortress in Falve.

    Originally, it is probably a room used for military meetings, but now representatives gathered from villages in the territory, as well as former adventurers recruited by Alcia and Valtrude for "interviews" in Sejour, the king''s capital, meet together.

    The welcoming side, so far, is Alcia alone.

    But it would have been thanks to the fact that we had already gone around the villages and connected our faces, there was no tension indoors, and we were also about to finish packing already decided policies, such as the relocation of hopeful people to the Falve.

    "It''s late......"

    There comes Yut, who left the Dwarves to Valtrude and Jonah.

    Admitting it, Arcia stood up all the time.

    "Thank you for taking the time to get together. Sincerely, thank you."

    And declare the meeting open.

    "You are gathered here today to make some requests and suggestions. - Yut."

    "Complete Phantom (Mirage Fact)"

    At the same time as Alcia''s signal, Yut chopped off the spell document by five pages and projected it after her.

    As its name suggests, it is a spell that creates illusions just like the real thing. Often used to hide pitfalls, create false paths, and make armies look more numerous. It originally works on hearing and smell as well as vision, but this time it wasn''t that elaborate.

    "This is a model from the village of Kaye, but we want each village to have an installation as well"

    What is shown behind Alcia is a panoramic view of the village.

    Based on the footage confirmed in Mirror of Furfrom, some machining is done to create the phantom.

    "Specifically, stone walls and moats surrounding the village. Install these to boost your defense."

    "But even so..."

    "Of course I''m worried."

    Smile gently at one of the village chiefs whom Alcia doubted. Of course, the reaction is woven.

    "But this construction will all be borne by the Earl of Istas. Instead, I''ll do everything with his spell. It won''t take a day."

    "Except for the castle fortress, which created the shape of the city and the rocky mountains, because I''m the one"

    I wasn''t convinced by that, but it wasn''t anything detrimental, so I didn''t raise any more questions.

    "Instead - I don''t mean to, but I''d like to ask you to habituate the people on guard sent by the Counts and to create a vigilante."

    There will be many villages where the vigilante was originally located, but Alcia continues to explain that he is planning something more authentic.

    "You may lend the necessary equipment, such as weapons or protective equipment"

    The remark raised a voice of surprise.

    (There''s usually no such thing as an exchanger who gives weapons to the people)

    Yut laughs bitterly as he refrains behind Arcia.

    "And to get these ready and accepted, we will be tax free this year"

    A twist beyond earlier dominated the large conference room. Surprises are raised not only by the heads of the villages, but also by former adventurers who hired them as defenses.

    "Of course, there''s nothing like a doubling of taxes starting next year. Because I will judge fairly by my performance up to last year. I''ll leave it in writing."

    Yut calmly follows as if to block it.

    It also seemed like a story that only had merit on the part of the inhabitants, but it was also a decision that it was better to tax free and set up a bureaucratic mechanism for one year at a time rather than being forced to collect taxes in a shortage of manpower.

    Whatever you do, you''re not going to fly.

    Besides, if you run out of funds, as Larsia said, hunt one dragon, and that''s the story.

    "It''s not an easy story to believe. I know that."

    Yut leaves a step forward. Plus, look at Alcia and nod, tell her to leave this place to me.

    Alcia flaunted those poor lips slightly and sent her approval.

    "Consider this an investment in the future. Now it''s definitely a loss, there''s quite a bit to take out. But I believe it''s an amount we can collect in the future."

    I wouldn''t say that I don''t mind returning this investment either...

    Because neither Yut nor Arsia, naturally, Valtrude is willing to support them, even if they want to help the inhabitants.

    "Neither apply nor be flexible. I just want to produce richness. For that, I don''t hate money or spells. That''s how we do it."

    Fully convinced air, yet to be born.

    But I guess I meant it. An atmosphere begins to be fostered about getting on with this proposal.

    "How about that?

    Don''t miss that opportunity, Alcia asks for a decision.

    It was the village chief Rosius of Kaye village who responded to that.

    "I appreciate the story. I don''t know if I want to do what you suggest... but I can''t accept a guard to whom the lord will be sent."

    He turned his sharp gaze toward one of his former adventurers who refrained behind him.

    At the end of his gaze, he''s sturdy with his dark hair cut up short. Now I''m sticking nervousness on my face, but if I laugh, I think I have an out-of-the-box love.

    I left the interview to Valtrude, but it''s not like Yut doesn''t know what a man is either.

    Glenn Muller. Is the family name just a self-proclaimed name?

    The muscles visible from the gaps in metal armor that cover the entire body would prove to be quite a warrior, even if they are not far from the Exile or anything else.

    You''re the kind of guy who seems to be playing master general in the baseball club, and Yut feels unsolicited in his heart.

    "Dad!"

    I was listening in silence, Glenn couldn''t stop trying to pop up and be grabbed and stopped by a red-haired sorceress who was next to her on that shoulder.

    Her name is Marian.

    It''s not particularly beautiful, but it has an atmosphere that seems unpretentious and easy to talk about.

    (You''re the type who treats everyone lovingly and misleads a man. I have one in my class)

    She won''t even reach under Yut''s feet, but even a sorcerer (wizard). It would be quite precious if a presence that could use a theoretical spell would reside in the village.

    "I don''t have a son. No, he died fifteen years ago."

    "At that time, I''m sorry. But I''m also an adventurer..."

    "This is just a story, but who would believe that a person who abandoned a village would defend the village, etc.? Where is the guarantee that once you abandon the village, you will not abandon it again"

    A drama-like development is happening in front of us.

    As an adventurer, Yuut, who has stepped through the castle of the Black Demon of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), slaughtered numerous monsters and even defeated the dragon, sits unspeakably.

    Other faces didn''t make such a big difference.

    (There are other things besides specialty¡­)

    Originally, there were forces in the village - retired former adventurers and guards. I was willing to serve in a defensive battle on the north tower wall, retired soldiers, etc. - and put them down.

    This is the result of a mild thought that it would be better to bring in former residents.

    I guess Glenn isn''t a worse person than he passed the Valtrude interview, but there''s no way anyone else can do this to a screwed up parent-child relationship.

    Look, Alcia just keeps her mouth open, too.

    It was Marian, the red-haired sorceress, who separated the two of them.

    "Please stop, Father-in-law"

    "Father-in-law......?

    "Actually, I had a child..."

    Glenn says shyly, holding Marian''s shoulder.

    That''s why I retired as an adventurer.

    Well, stick around in the party, have kids and break up the party. Retirement as it is is is not common, but it is not uncommon.

    "Oh, you..."

    "I knew I was going to be a father soon, and when I was thinking about the kid I was going to be born to, I knew how my father felt..."

    "The kid even scratched the kid, and he said he knew what it was like to be a parent!

    If you look only at the words, the parent-child fight looks as if it''s going on.

    But we were flashing and weeping as if our souls had fallen out of each other. One case of settling is more obvious than seeing fire.

    (What is this threesome play...)

    Did Valtrude hire in anticipation of this happening? It could be enough.

    I feel awake and look at Arcia by my side.

    Then - that Alcia, too, nodded somewhat satisfactorily, expressing her joy by trying to hold her fist and slap her in the chest.

    (The Brewers are not soaking up.)

    Dimensional move for a year. To the new facts we now know, Yut could only have a bitter laugh.

 12 1. Two Virgins

    Two beautiful women kept walking around the early morning city - the land they were planning to become.

    Alcia is also dressed as a priest.

    The long, pitch-black robes down to your feet are as usual, but today the holy marks, wrapped in pale yellow coats and lowered from your neck, are made of silver rather than simple wood that you usually wear.

    Although it is hidden by the red eye band, only the visible part can see the flawed appearance. Maybe it''s because you''re hiding that you feel beauty there.

    The change in Valtrude was more dramatic.

    Now she''s not wearing any bare armor.

    The pure white robe, also the symbolic colour of Helenonia, is a shiny thin silk. If anyone knew her like a war maiden, she must have raised her voice of surprise as it had changed.

    The shaped lips are bright enough to catch the eye of what you see without the need for redness. The figure of Valtrude, who lays down his eyes and takes his steps like a lady, is precisely the Virgin herself.

    The holy mark of silver reflects the sun that began to climb, emitting a light similar to thunder, its design.

    Valtrude and Arsia walk out on their backs, slipping away a little silver powder along the groove that Yut had prepared when he used the "Earth Ringing (Move Earth)" spell.

    It was a sacred and rigorous ritual itself.

    Dwarves hired to make the city. Those who have come to Falve in the past month in search of business opportunities and jobs. The inhabitants of Falve are watching over them in far-flung windows.

    Among them was the figure of Regina Niebes, who prepared as many as 750 kilos of silver powder.

    "How majestic..."

    There was no one to answer her crush, but it did not have to speak up and give consent, except because everyone felt that way.

    There was also no difference in Yut watching over the Valtrudes next to Regina.

    Circulars had been given when rituals were performed beforehand, but it is more than I would have imagined that most of the humans in the Falve would gather.

    So, would it have been an hour?

    The two walk about 2 km around the fortress of Falve, this time staring at each other from the front. Alcia, though, was beyond the deep red eye zone.

    "It''s Truss-Sink, queen of sorcery. I dedicate my offering here. Hear our wishes and draw the line between evil and evil."

    In serenity, Arsia offers her prayers to God.

    It''s Helenonia. Give this land shelter from evil and demons!

    Honorable, Valtrude desires.

    "The Wall of Virtue, a Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion"

    The two words overlapped.

    The audience that was in love with the harmony raises even greater surprises and twists.

    On a line drawn with silver powder, a warm light ran. Many strips of light overlapped and eventually spread hemispherically to cover the falve.

    At the same time, strictly strange music comes from nowhere.

    Plus, smell like fragrant flowers on the wind.

    This is not the miracle of God, etc. God''s followers activated it with God''s help. It''s just a spell.

    But the audience that sees a sight that can only be called a miracle and weeps I don''t know because it has shaken my senses.

    "Never, nothing evil breaks in"

    Spread your hands, and Valtrude declares to the inhabitants.

    "Thank God for the protection of the gods!

    A low cheer rang like a grunt.

    "Weren''t you so sure about Vainamarinen''s twitch...?

    Seeing the enthusiastic crowd, Yut crushed his thoughts with the war.

    Gathered here are Dwarf workers recruited from around Mainz. Plus a few merchants and employees from Hardenturm to cover their clothing and lodging, and humans flowing from nearby villages and Sejour, the king''s capital.

    To be clear, Valtrude - there is only a financial link with the new lord Count Istas.

    That changed in one of these majestic rituals.

    Their enthusiasm will become a great twist. That should never be to Valtrude''s detriment.

    "Give me an extra treat..."

    In a small voice not to be heard by Regina quietly weeping next door, Yut softly spewed out words of gratitude and curse.

    "Good day."

    To the two of them who came into the office with their sacrificial clothes, Yut offered them a cup of silver.

    Of course, the contents are not water. It is a sweet dessert wine that has been cooled with little magic (cantrip).

    "Thanks"

    Were you thirsty after walking for over an hour, albeit early in the winter morning, while standing, Arcia drank the wine out of her breath.

    I was originally just an adventurer, full of drinks that I don''t care about how I do things.

    "Replacement!

    Valtrude, on the other hand, asks for another drink in an instant when he snaps the cup without saying thank you. This is a pre-op issue.

    "Yes, sir."

    Just so you know, pour wine into the glass Yut dried up.

    I just filled it up about half way, and Valtrude drank the cup all at once, too long to wait.

    His throat rises and falls as he swallows, and the spilled red liquid is about to contaminate his thin silk coat through the edge of his mouth.

    Too, a smooth sight. Yut accidentally swallows his saliva, too.

    "Gu."

    It''s not good to keep looking any further. I don''t know who it''s not good for, but it''s not good.

    When Yut, who thought so, distracted himself from Valtrude, he had eyes with Alcia.

    No, I''m not eye-opening, but I feel like I''m being spotted.

    If this happens, we''ll have to turn around.

    Turning his back on both of them, Yut guided them to the couch where they usually take their place in bed.

    "Speaking of which, how''s Yona doing?"

    "I''m asleep"

    "Not at all...... You''ll have a sermon later."

    They were three sweet enough for Jonah at a time when she didn''t try to make it happen right away.

    "In the meantime, it was a great success."

    "Naturally, there would have been no element of spell activation failing."

    "Yeah. Because that''s not what I meant, is it?

    Are you telling me you didn''t notice the enthusiasm of those inhabitants? But that makes Yut rethink that it sounds like Valtrude.

    "Yuuto-kun''s calculations?

    Alcia, who rightly deceived Yut''s intentions, asks in a slightly harsh tone. From her, who is the servant of a devout God, I guess it was not in good faith that she was used politically.

    "No way. Then we''re bringing people together a lot more. If I were to calculate, I''d say it''s the mastermind Vainamarinen."

    "You old man..."

    What a subtle tone and expression, Arcia thinks of the face of the Great Sage. Even if I did her, I didn''t seem to like that neighboring, deserted old man.

    "Than that, yut...... What, you seemed to be with a beautiful woman?

    "Oh, you have good eyes"

    To Valtrude''s questioning as he explores, Yut replies that it is nothing.

    That''s not what Alcia wanted to say, but in terms of beauty, I can assure you Regina is barely the best in this world. Yut can''t even think about it, such as being jealous.

    "I asked for silver. It''s Regina from the Nieves Chamber of Commerce. Did you want to say hello first? He said he wanted to look down on Falve to open the store, so I think he''ll be here in a while."

    "No, that''s not what I mean..."

    Rare, badly toothed Valtrude.

    Jonah told me it was a good vibe with Yut, but he doesn''t look like that at all. What''s this all about? And it was confusing.

    "Really? But I''m going to ask you to join the council of Hardenturm as a cauldron of the Exdero Chamber of Commerce, so I''d like to keep it face-to-face."

    "Surely the Nievez Chamber of Commerce was quite a disappointment, wasn''t it? I''ll take care of it. Are you okay?

    Alcia, who has a general idea of such a situation, changed the direction of the topic for her childhood friend.

    "There will be no more interference from the margins, and I gave you the trigger. She''ll be fine."

    "Mmm..."

    Valtrude, groaned in dissatisfaction, begins drinking wine at his discretion.

    (Like a teacher who thought he was on his side praised students from other classes? Well, don''t you feel very good)

    Yeah, Yut wins.

    That''s not an error, but it wasn''t the right answer either.

    "She also knows exactly what it means to tax 30% of her profits."

    "That''s it. I''m not dissatisfied or suspicious with Yut''s policy, but I don''t see why he changed the tax system. Besides, why would you give the Dwarves more rewards?

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    "Yut..."

    Yut and Alcia shared their emotions.

    "I can''t believe Val was growing so much"

    "Isn''t that reaction rude!?"

    Unexpectedly, Yut began to explain the shattered light of Valtrude rising from the couch.

    "I decided to tax my profits because the more money I make, the more taxes I get"

    "It''s obvious, right?

    Alcia said this time to Valtrude, who sat back in his arms, fooling around.

    "But you don''t want to pay taxes if you can, do you?

    "Yes. Then you should use that profit to start a new business or give your employees a bonus - even a special allowance"

    "It also seems like you are deluding the tax...... That makes sense."

    Simply put, what Yut aimed to build was a system that would spit gold out.

    "I gave the Dwarves more rewards for the same reason. When the money comes in, it''s something you want to spend."

    There is also a reason why there is no body or lid that gold is enough to distribute, but after all, it makes no sense if you don''t use the gold.

    "Isn''t that a waste"

    Clergy, though the diocesan knight of the god of war. In apparent reply, Yut smiles.

    "Don''t feel fooled..."

    The smile ratings were scattered though.

    "No matter how much money you save, you''re in trouble from the money changers. I need you to use it to the extent that prices don''t surge."

    "So when something happened... well, that" insurance "for that matter?"

    "That sort of thing"

    Hmm, Valtrude nodded.

    (Those tricks are cute, too, so that''s against the rules)

    Yut has a tender eye and stares at her like that.

    "But it''s funny stuff"

    Valtrude said to impress.

    "You''re circulating, what''s gold?"

    From Regina to every chamber of commerce in Hardenturm, somewhat Yut''s intentions are conveyed.

    At the outset, various businesses have begun - like tentative sales - aimed at the dwarves engaged in the architecture of this falve.

    As architecture progresses, people and gathering money will move.

    Villages in the territory also become active thanks to a one-year tax exemption.

    Yut himself has visited Mainz several times to help him research Bold Iron - mainly by telling him how to produce cokes from coal, and by demonizing the "Air Purification (Deep Breeze)" spell that keeps the air clean in the workshop.

    "I''m just starting to run now, though."

    "But I''m sure it''ll work."

    With Alcia''s ink, Yut laughed happily.

    There was no madness in my eyes.

    "Oh, you''re right"

    While bitterly laughing at Valtrude''s self-admiration, the facts, however, Yut admits as facts.

    "Well, the consequences are miserable."

    At the end of Yut''s gaze, a bunch of paperwork to fill the desk - no, it was a mountain. Due to the excess businessmanship, I couldn''t even afford to put conditioning in the office.

    More than being an administration, as before, we can''t just take everyone''s consent verbally and spend appropriately from party property.

    Revenue, expenditure, employment, buying and selling of land, settlement, business permits, all operations have to be left on paperwork to settle......

    "Ugh. Well, I can''t read or write letters."

    "Even with these red eyelids, the letters are just fine"

    "I know. I don''t think Larsia''s good enough to run away."

    Looking at the ceiling, Yut was remembering ''Why African countries are poor'' he heard in his geography class.

    "I''m talking about my world, there are quite a few countries that are independent of colonial rule, and they''re all poor. Well, for various reasons, one was to fire a brilliant bureaucrat from the former Sovereign Nation and put his own people in that position."

    "What''s wrong with that?

    The concept of colony was unfamiliar in the Brewers, but it could be replaced that they achieved independence from the occupation of other countries and regained their own rule.

    In that sense, Valtrude''s reaction is correct.

    "But what if the substitute official is incompetent or hired for an edge?

    "Well, that would happen..."

    "Does knowing that mean you have an eye for doing something about that paperwork?

    "I know how hard it is to find people on our own, so I''m asking Prince Alsace to introduce us."

    If Valtrude sieves in an interview in time, he shouldn''t even be grabbed by weird talent.

    "Right. Well, that''s reassuring. Jonah will be sad if Yut breaks his body."

    "Will Valko not grieve..."

    "No, no. Ba, don''t be silly."

    I said as Yut remembered, loving her to deny that she had done so.

    "All the time, yes. Val, I want you to go out with me."

    "It''s abrupt."

    "Val, now you''ve made an embarrassing mistake, haven''t you?

    "Shut up"

    Alcia laughed only in her heart, wondering if that wasn''t the same as she admitted.

    You can''t possibly know what Alcia thinks like that, and Yut only talks about the matter.

    "Hey, I want to see what''s going on in the basement."

    "Underground¡­. That Obelisk."

    Valtrude''s voice takes on a serious flavor. But remembering that it was already harmless, I was so relieved of the tension.

    "And that''s where we first met."

    Valtrude exhaled emotionally.

    "Oh, yeah"

    At the same time, it is also a key place for Yut to return to Earth.

    We''re almost a year away.

    But, aware of a time limit that I would never turn away from, everyone pushed me away.

 13 2. Falves Obelisk

    Falv has a secret.

    Precisely in its basement.

    Once underground in the abandoned temple of Falve. Now a single obelisk existed beneath the fortress built by the Hellenonian God.

    "No matter how many times I look at it, it''s fantasy"

    "I don''t know what Yut is talking about, but I know what you''re trying to say"

    The two of them exchange words when they see an imminent obelisk as they descend to the depths with a Floating (Levitate) spell.

    of the fortress of Falve, a closed underground space.

    Usually we use magic from its sealed entrance - the hole in the floor - to descend into the underground cavity.

    Length is 30 meters. Is the width about a third of that? The upright monument, made of pitch-black granite, was pale and emitted light as if pulsating.

    I have no idea who or what it was for.

    The letters engraved on Obelisk, the only clue, could not be translated, he said, using the spell of Reading (Lead Magic).

    I just know that I have the ability to amass functions and magic about the dimensional realm - and the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) looked at it and tried to revive the spiral of despair (Leliulia).

    The plot was screwed by the Valtrudes who came to crusade the Blue Dragon, which had nothing to do with the Book of Nothingness, which was rooting for the Abandoned Temple of Falv.

    Besides, this plan to revive the spiral of despair using Obelisk was only one of the means for the Book of Nothingness, and the result was a rudder cut to a more certain conspiracy at the expense of Il Canjual...

    "So the Vals looked more like villains. Exile old man, to be exact."

    "No matter how many times I hear it, it''s a terrible story. After we defeated the Blue Dragon, we crushed an evil conspiracy by exploring the Abandoned Temple, didn''t we?

    Valtrude, who descends into the dungeon, protests modestly.

    Now she dresses from festive clothing and dresses in an active outfit with a culotte skirt in a white blouse with fine embroidery.

    The only outfit that was uncomfortable to take to Earth as it was was was the Devil (Divine) Divine Sword (Subjugator), hanging from a belt wrapped around his waist.

    "The first sight I''ve seen since I got here was a scattered corpse and a bloody old man, huh? Whatever you think, it''s my turn to get killed next."

    And with that obelisk on his back, he saw a hell of a beauty.

    It was in a dark cave, and only she was heterogeneous.

    A beautiful star, shining in the night sky.

    It''s the word that came to mind the moment I saw Valtrude, when I read a poem in a Mandarin textbook that never struck my mind.

    On Earth, on TV or online, I never saw a pretty girl with a face shaped as well as she did.

    Beautiful.

    I couldn''t even recognize it that way, I was just overwhelmed and took a breath.

    That''s the meeting between Yut and Valtrude.

    "For that matter, he didn''t seem to panic."

    With his finger on his finger, Valtrude said as if he remembered the sight of the day.

    "It''s..."

    Because there was such a beautiful woman that she lost herself suddenly.

    - I can''t say that. I can never tell you.

    "I''m guessing you had your head fluttered on world travel."

    So deluded, Yut approaches Obelisk unwrought.

    A vast underground cavity. Obelisk was built in the deepest part of the space where the football stadium was likely to be whole.

    The base of a trapezoidal boulder building.

    Technically, however, Obelisk was not bordered there. It is supported by a crystal of octagonal columns at the center of the base.

    It was as if to mock this law of physics that surprised Yut more than his size, abilities, and comings.

    What is the rationale and what are the advantages of its structure? They call me the Great Mage. I don''t know now.

    "Magic Analytics"

    However, using the Magic Analysis spell, which evaluates magic equipment (magic items), I could have known what kind of power I had.

    Attach a loope-like magic focal point with a gemstone lens attached to the golden and innocent circle ring to activate the spell.

    At the same time, various pieces of information were sent to Yut''s brain.

    As always, many parts are not parsable......

    "Yeah. No problem. In less than a year, I think I''ll be able to reuse it."

    It cannot be used without the Archmage class, but the World Transfer (Plain Walk) spell originally existed in this Brewers world.

    Another dimensional realm like Heaven, Nara, Hell, and the source realm. Alternatively, it is a spell to travel to other material worlds such as "The Land of Forgetfulness" or "The Dust of Dark Heaven", "The Realm of the Black Raven" or "The World of Dragon Iron".

    However, the operator must have knowledge of the world. If there is an article derived from the destination of the transfer, it is still good.

    Conversely, if you don''t have such a clue...... if you''re lucky, you''ll be able to get out into the monster''s nest hole.

    "Still, in order to get to my hometown, you don''t seem to be able to do it on your own. I don''t know if they''re far apart, but with the help of Obelisk, it''s the first time I''ve been able to travel."

    To that narrative, Valtrude was silent.

    "Valko."

    Yut also knew why he didn''t answer. And it also means we have to be clear.

    I''m going back to Earth.

    A cathedral knight with the beauty of heaven opens his eyes wide and takes his breath as if to cast off his face.

    Until now, I had not heard that will. This is the one who said he doesn''t mind helping run the territory in a year either.

    But when I''m told clearly, I respond more than I thought. I even feel the illusion that my underfoot has collapsed.

    "It''s not like I don''t like this world. I love everyone I meet in this world too. I''m not dissatisfied."

    There are no lies in that word.

    No lies, but if Earth doesn''t miss Japan, that''s another story.

    Over here, I saw a fantastic sight, having a delicious dish.

    I want my parents, my childhood friends, to feed them, I want to show them. I''d like to hear what they think.

    Conversely, bread, meat and a little vegetables. I am not dissatisfied with such a diet, but sometimes I miss the taste of rice, miso and soy sauce.

    In a cool room with a cool cooler, he reads cartoons and plays games while pinching coke and ice cream. I dreamed many times of the sights that were routine until a short while ago.

    "If you can''t go home from the start, I think I buried the bones over here. But if there''s a way out, I want to go home."

    Even if that''s a one-way trip.

    "There was no magic in my world. So maybe I won''t be able to come back."

    Silence dominates the cave.

    Yut doesn''t rush the answer. No, maybe he wasn''t even asking for it.

    I said what I wanted to say.

    Besides...

    "Needless to say, it''s obvious"

    Because I knew Valtrude would accept it.

    "But let me thank you for the first thing you said to me. Thanks for trusting me."

    Applying negative emotions together with something else, Valtrude still said with a smile.

    "No, well. I already told Larsia and Exile''s old man."

    "Oh my God!

    Valtrude, who once sounded in his footsteps, roughs up his voice at Yut''s present.

    "Can you tell those two and not me!?"

    "Calm down, Val. You have no choice. Maybe he won''t be back before I start the ritual."

    Valtrude thinks of Larsia of the meadow race (Magner) and Exile of the rock giant (Jarloot) in his brain.

    Different races and creeds, but he was a dependable companion.

    That''s for sure......

    "That''s, well, that''s true..."

    Neither of us can deny that he was a jerk.

    To that conclusion, Valtrude lost his shoulder strength. My stature and reluctance have made everything seem silly.

    "Then I won''t shy away either"

    Yut does not let go and Valtrude brings his face even closer.

    "Let me hear it. What kind of place is Yut''s hometown? So, how were you spending it?

    That sounded close to a plea.

    "I want to know about Yut"

    "Right..."

    The first thing that occurred to me when I was told that was just before he came to this world.

 14 3. From Earth to the World of the Blue Covenant

    "Huh-uh."

    At the end of the day''s class, Heavenly Grass Brave made a big stretch in his seat.

    But it was also for a while that I was immersed in liberation. Soon I realized the reality - the final exam was right there - and fell straight onto my desk.

    "Whoa, what''s going on? What do you want?"

    There comes a good question about the economy in the mountain west sitting in the front seat. This vigor, whatever it is normally, is now.

    "The test''s right in front of you, isn''t it? I mean, I have to take the textbooks home. This is a full armored desk full of textbooks for all subjects."

    "Ha ha. Look at me, if you learn from home, you won''t have to worry about that."

    Looking back at Judo''s thick body, Mountain West laughs luxuriously. Homeschooling means I''m just leaving my textbooks awake at home.

    "I mean, you just have to bring what you normally need and bring home what you need for the day, right?

    "Talking about excellence is boring. Because this is the argument department."

    "I don''t really need an honest theory."

    "Wow. These guys suck."

    To the best opinion of Hideo Suzuki, the little boy who came there, the brave man and Yamasi who boom back.

    I was laughing bitterly and doing it all the time.

    "No. It''s not like Zettai says he won''t study."

    A bright voice, as if to override those three shady comics talents, is heard from the other side of the classroom.

    A bright toned voice that maintained the height of a critical line that did not offend the listener. At the end of the gaze of the brave man who remained stuck at his desk, there was the Lord of his voice.

    She was a gorgeous girl with chestnut hair stretched to her shoulder area.

    Slightly though, it was a color of hair that might look nasty, but, like the height of her voice, it gives color to the girl''s appearance. Besides, the brave knew it was meant to be.

    Miki Zhuyin.

    That was the name of the girl - a brave childhood friend.

    She is now somewhat sitting on her desk and colluding with her friends as she holds her skirt between her legs. The topic, like the brave men, will be the final exams to come.

    Open the button on the blouse of your uniform. Untie the ribbon without hesitation, and Zhu Yan in his uniform collapsed. I would have felt nasty if someone else had done the same thing, but it looks strange and attractive because of its flashy appearance.

    Sometimes I hear people calling me a bitch or something in the shadows, but aside from the reality, I also thought brave men would be right if they just looked at me and the atmosphere.

    "I will. You must be super."

    "Well, no Mike and no songbook."

    "And this is a different story."

    "That''s right."

    And also, a gorgeous laugh stuck to the classroom.

    The two of them, Shanxi and Suzuki, didn''t even look bitter - but looked at it with a face they didn''t seem comfortable with.

    "I know how you feel."

    "Heavenly Grass, did I say something?

    "No."

    Respond appropriately, exhale loudly before the brave man rises.

    But he immediately sat back down and now began to move the contents of his desk to his bag.

    "Did it mean anything to you about what you did now?

    "I''m in the mood."

    "That''s important."

    "No, not anymore..."

    Yeah. The brave man left the classroom after a brief farewell to two people, Shanxi, who nodded and Suzuki, who looked subtle.

    They both have club meetings, and I can''t go home with them.

    He''s a brave guy who moved to the homecoming department in high school, but he was a football club in middle school, so I''m going to find out what''s going on around there.

    "Nothing, I''m not lonely."

    Squirting like an excuse, he switches to shoes in the dumpster.

    Speaking of which, my parents said today they were going to visit relatives in the hospital. I was thinking about what to buy for dinner so I was late to notice.

    "What are you talking about? You''re lonely."

    "Aka... Miki?

    They were catching up at some point.

    I tried not to get familiar with it at school, but I got alarmed. The brave man confirms that there is no one around him before continuing the conversation.

    "Nothing, even though it''s good with Zhuyin"

    "When you go home with me, they say," I''m embarrassed. "

    "Hey, that''s my line."

    "I told you, you win."

    "Well, yes..."

    Brave''s childhood friend also started walking with him to the school gate as a matter of course when he changed his shoes. I don''t want to stand out, but I also don''t have the atmosphere to try to reject it.

    A brave man asks his childhood friend beside him as he takes the paved path to the school gate.

    "Is my friend good?

    "It''s okay. Recently, I got tired of a game called" To Which Line, Can You Sing Without Being Noticed by Anison ".

    "That''s just you, the participants and the graders. I mean, you don''t have to cross dangerous bridges."

    To the brave man''s best words, but Zhu Yan said this with a radiant smile.

    "That''s a good idea, but I didn''t think so."

    "There''s an idiot..."

    Miki Zhuyin is a flirtatious person, with the appearance of envy for everyone and the ability to communicate with anyone to break it down.

    Summer and winter, moreover, were severe geeks enough to attend the Odaiba festival as the opening side.

    "It''s not good because I like it"

    "Then sing with dignity."

    "But even if you just push my liking, it just makes the vibe worse, doesn''t it? It''s a compromise, including around there."

    "You''re thinking."

    "Of course."

    The conversation is interrupted.

    Only meetings are allowed with the suspension of activity prior to the final exam. For this reason, I could not even hear the callouts of the athletic or brass clubs that were usually part of the school.

    Quiet, but I don''t feel lonely.

    "I haven''t felt it since the beginning."

    "What?"

    "It''s nothing. The bag is heavy and my arm is not."

    Absolutely, the brave man pierced the poker face, thinking he was being noticed. If you admit it, you lose.

    "Speaking of brave men, you don''t have an uncle or an aunt today, do you?

    "Huh? What? You, are you my stalker?

    "That''s right. I''ll send you pictures of the brave men you''ve never seen before."

    "It was taken by the Miki family, you know, when we were kids, right?

    "Heh heh heh"

    "Stop joking!

    The brave man, who stopped feeling a strange chill, accidentally closed the first button of his uniform, which was open.

    Zhuyin also stops a few steps away.

    "So let me make dinner for you today. You just wanted a beef stew."

    "Uh-huh."

    Rude to say it doesn''t look like it, but the facts are facts, so the brave man isn''t going to correct them either, but Zhuyin''s cooking arm is certain.

    Plus, there''s a lot going on when it comes to being good, but Zhuyin makes more than just home cooking.

    He said, "I remember it in a culinary cartoon," but when he said he was going to make a curry, he blended the spices himself without using the commercial lou, and the rice was cooked in a dirt pot, and if he wanted to eat a delicious fish, he took a trip to the fishing port, and the cohesion was that he took out seven wheels and drained the charcoal.

    "What''s wrong with you?"

    A brave man gives reasons as he resumes his steps to the school gate.

    "I wonder about the cost of materials and the time it will take"

    Because of that, he rarely let me make it in his own house.

    "A brave man can play a game."

    "I will, study!

    "A brave man can take my place and raise the level of the game."

    "Who does it!

    "It''s okay. Because it''s an easy job to make iron daggers and curse them."

    "Skill level up, huh?"

    It wasn''t even a battle, it was the extreme of simple work.

    But the brave reconsider.

    Although there are many disadvantages, Zhuyin''s cuisine is certainly delicious. As for the gloomy pre-final exam event, isn''t it bad?

    "Okay. But I''ll keep up with the shopping. It''s weirdly expensive. I can''t wait to get bought."

    "Keep it."

    Smiles that can mislead what you see, guts pose small. The trick was adorable to her as an adult, and the brave man, for a moment, forgot the winter cold.

    So, I just stepped out of the school gate.

    - The warrior''s consciousness was interrupted.

    "- Well, you''ll know later."

    Yuut, sitting on an affordable size rock with Obelisk on his back, closed the story so.

    "When I finished my studies as a magician, I followed the Vals and stepped through the castle of the Black Demon in the Book of Nothingness, helped Prince Alsace, searched for Queen Dwarf''s legacy, and now I''m the Lord''s deputy."

    "Hey, wait a minute, Yut"

    A year of adventure after coming to the Brewers was voiced by Valtrude in the way Yut looked back as a page of nostalgic memories.

    "I thought you said Yut was from the common people?

    "Oh...... I think I said it quite a while ago. You remember so well, that."

    "Naturally. There''s no way I''m gonna forget about Yut."

    To a grand assertion, Yut''s consciousness boils.

    (Sometimes, Val gets in trouble because she comes straight)

    So I managed to get my breath and mind in order while shifting responsibilities.

    "More than that."

    "That''s what I''m saying..."

    As it turned out, I didn''t even have to fix it.

    "Were you in school until that year? The common people? And the common people cook with their hobbies?

    "Sure, it might be rare from common sense over here"

    "Could it be... Is the world called ''Earth'', the home of Yut, a world with a different culture than the Brewers?

    "............... that?

    Fatal.

    Neither did Yut''s brains, who became known as the Great Mage, immediately find a way to unlock the problems he faced now, more than a year later.

    "Talk... Didn''t you?

    "Neither did I... you hadn''t checked...?

    Yut - No, as a Heavenly Grass Brave, it was too natural for this place to be different from the Earth, needless to say on purpose. What''s more, I''m explaining to Vainamarinen, so is it possible that I thought I''d spoken to her?

    Meanwhile, the Valtrudes were strangely accustomed to the other world as well.

    Few have actually been there, but it is common sense level knowledge, at least for adventurers, that another world exists.

    The cause of the unfortunate mistake was the fact that none of the different worlds inhabited by people, such as The Land of Forgetfulness, changed so much in cultural levels. Rather, it is a level hundreds of years old, such as the ''Dust of Dark Heaven'' world.

    "Right, right..."

    Yut with a bitter smile turns his gaze up and wonders what to talk about.

    "There are about seven billion people on Earth, and my country - Japan - is home to 120 million of them. There is no magic or elves or monsters, but instead science and technology are developing, and we can easily talk to machines that fly hundreds of people at once or hundreds of kilometers away. And then again, is it a big difference that the king is almost nominally his being, and politics is done in a few years'' tenure by a representative chosen by the people in a vote?

    If you line it up like this, it''s very difficult to explain.

    When I looked at Valtrude, I wondered if he''d been able to pass it on.

    "Naju...?

    - I was freezing at first.

    "Maybe, but I don''t know if there''s more than ten times the Brewers"

    Because there is no census and so on, we don''t know the total population as a single person.

    "A world where so many people can be educated as a matter of course without starving..."

    "No, there are so many poor countries, there are so many exceptions."

    "At least it was in the country of Yut, wasn''t it? No, I mean..."

    Horrible. But with certainty, Valtrude said.

    "Maybe, maybe not...... is this world pretty inferior to Yut''s hometown?

    "Well, yeah."

    There will be various axes of assessment, but you may affirm that they are lagging behind in relative terms.

    "As for the lives of ordinary people, the planet would be considerably nicer. But the history of the human race in the Brewers is like a thousand years, right? It''s been about 6,000 years since civilization was born, and I wonder if it''s simply a difference in years."

    I wanted to say that Yut had no choice but to compete with the superiors and inferiors, but that seemed to pass on to Valtrude as well.

    Rather than that, the big story of the scale is incomprehensible in Valtrude.

    "Maybe a whole different meal, too? I''ve never heard of a dish called Beef Stew."

    In the end, she switched to a familiar topic that had emerged in her interaction with Zhuyin - a matter of great concern as Valtrude, in itself.

    "Speaking of which, I have soup, but you never ran into stew over here. So there''s a lot of food on the planet that''s not here. Especially if you can buy sweet things for a kid''s allowance."

    Yut goes on, convenience store ice cream or dessert. I will happily explain the juice.

    Yut had a smile on his face at the earthly scene he remembered a long time ago, but his worries grew darker at Valtrude''s beautiful appearance of hearing it.

    "Then didn''t this meal taste bad?

    "That''s not true. But my country''s staple food isn''t bread, it''s comedy, so I guess I''m a little dissapointed about that."

    "Yes...... is it?

    Not even the staple foods.

    I wasn''t sure what comedy was, and the culture that bread was not a staple was beyond Valtrude''s expectations and understanding.

    (You were making it impossible...)

    Without realizing that, he wants Yut to stay with the Brewers if he can. No, stay on your side.

    I hope so.

    Such shallowness of himself, Valtrude cursed from the bottom of his heart.

 15 4. Childhood Friendship Relations

    After breaking up with Yut and Valtrude, Arcia was returning to her chambers in the fortress to meditate.

    When it comes to meditation, it''s not the big one.

    Just kneel down and pray to God. That''s all.

    The Truss-Sink she serves is a goddess who conducts death and sorcery.

    But it wasn''t so narrow that it didn''t hear my wishes that I wasn''t in power. Otherwise, the spell "Wall of Virtue," a barrier to evil phase exclusion, cannot be awarded to the faithful.

    Therefore, she wishes her peace and territorial development and the safety and happiness of her irreplaceable friends.

    That''s the certainty that it was heard. And relief that there were no warnings for the future.

    Gradually, the outside world''s information is blocked, diving deeply into itself. She was born blind, and she has no work to do.

    Eventually, the Arcia becomes thin and dominated by the feeling that it leads to the great things that lie ahead deep and deep dives.

    Sympathy with God.

    Touch the will of great things and identify yourself with great things.

    Relief and fear.

    Arcia stood up in slow motion when she accidentally exhaled when hours passed wrapped in such conflicting emotions. A smooth movement that doesn''t even leave the previously rigid effects feeling fine dust.

    "Val, you can come in."

    "Ugh, um..."

    Alcia glances at her lips with her thin, long fingers as she invites her childhood friend, who had been out of position in front of the door for some time.

    Compared to the gorgeous Valtrude that has come, it is an elegant room with no decorations.

    Simple beds placed at windows, cabinets for small items, clothing that cannot be said to be full of contents. Besides, there was only about a rug for meditation. It''s all plain, too.

    Yut tells me to spend more money, but I can draw attention to wasting it on things I don''t need. I just didn''t bring it in from the house in Sejour, the king''s capital, I thought it was still there.

    "Nevertheless, you may have done too much..."

    "What''s up?

    No, with all due respect, Arcia glanced a little regret at the room without one of the chairs. The Count and the Archbishop sat in bed together and consulted each other.

    "So, what''s up?

    "I''m a fool"

    In response to Valtrude''s lack of guidelines for dropping his shoulders, however, Arcia waited carefully for the continuation, without haste or hesitation.

    (You used to be more honest with me. Although there was no context)

    I don''t know if that''s proof of growth.

    Alcia and Valtrude were childhood friends born in the same village of Ozlic.

    Alcia, who was born with visual impairment, survived nothing more than because she had fulfilled her sympathy with God early on and had shown her talent as a user of theological spells.

    But it also means I couldn''t do anything else.

    Valtrude, on the other hand, was a genius born with no multiplication.

    At a young age, all of his muscle strength, agility, endurance and judgment far outweighed adults, combining all the qualities necessary for a cathedral knight.

    Except that they were born in the same village, two without contacts.

    Come to Arsia every day, a young Valtrude who seems to enjoy the rest of the world.

    For the most part, there is no other love story about events in the village or how you played with children your age. But there have been rare stories of children fighting each other and the goblins living in the nearby woods - some of which were resolved with casual advice from Alcia.

    Eventually, Valtrude''s presence becomes a light for Alcia.

    Even for Valtrude, Alcia, who solves the problem lightly just by listening, was like a dependable sister.

    The relationship between the two became decisive one winter day when they were twelve together.

    In the meantime - it shouldn''t look like Alcia, but now I know why - Valtrude offered it, a deep red eyelid.

    Wearing a magic device (magic item) that gives simulated vision, the Arsian world literally changed.

    Valtrude still never tries to tell us how he got it. However, the village of Ozlic, where the two inhabitants lived, was a village of about a thousand inhabitants, but was governed by warriors and magicians who were former adventurers working together. It wouldn''t be unrelated to that.

    That is.

    (If you''re going to make this kid unhappy, Yut won''t forgive you...)

    It will be.

    "I was doing terrible things to Yut"

    "I don''t have any idea... Also, isn''t Val''s mistake?

    I am not a Virgin as the world tells me, but I have also never acted unreasonably against my fellow citizens. For better or worse, it was a girl named Valtrude who was open and just.

    "What is it again"

    Valtrude protests with an overtly dissatisfied look on his face.

    Feeling the atmosphere, Arcia smiled in her heart. Much better than the dark, sunken Valtrude we just had.

    "It just happened. Yut told me that when I was ready I would go back to the original world"

    "Really..."

    Arcia''s voice is heavy.

    I expected it, but I realize that when it is actually put into words, it creates something like a heavy lump in the back of my chest. My head is cold and I may be feeling a little bloody from my face.

    "That''s when I heard about Yut''s hometown."

    Valtrude begins to explain that his world of origin seemed to be a few steps more developed than this Brewers.

    Hearing that, Alcia also forgot the words to her surprise.

    "I let Yut fight the Book of Nothingness with me, and I wanted him to stay in this world even after it was over."

    "Val, I''m not alone. It was us you wanted."

    I didn''t expect Valtrude''s burden to be lighter where there were more accomplices, but I still couldn''t help but say.

    "I mean, Val cares about you getting Yut into our situation. Now."

    "Now more... Well, that''s true..."

    "Besides, you don''t think Yut would have liked to be with us."

    "Yes...... Right."

    Alcia quickly summed up her thoughts and stories as she responded to Valtrude, who surfaced only slightly.

    "If that''s the case, the story is simple. How about making sure Yut doesn''t want to go home anymore?

    "Yut will remain of his own free will...?

    Would Yut, who decided to go home on his own, flip the foreword so easily? I questioned Valtrude as if Alcia were going to tell him on the dinner menu.

    "For example, having kids."

    "Child!?"

    "If you''re going to let me get pregnant and still go home, that means you''re a scumbag, and you''re going to give up lightly"

    "No, no, no, wait"

    Valtrude, who stood up unexpectedly, hands on his forehead as if he could get a headache.

    "Why, you''re a child"

    "When it''s Yut''s hometown, there''s a saying that kids keep couples company."

    It makes sense.

    So he nodded, and Valtrude realized that this was an ingenious trap for Alcia.

    "Well, isn''t that blackmail the same thing? Besides, there''s got to be something to do before then, right?

    "There is."

    With a cool face, Arcia took the lead.

    "First, do you want to push it down"

    "Different!?"

    Around here, you must have also noticed that they were making fun of you. Valtrude swells his cheeks to protest against Arusia.

    If Yut had watched, he might have prayed to God who didn''t even believe in being too cute.

    "Well, worst of all, you can have me pushing Yut down -"

    "Alcia?"

    "With the right person, I''ll be next to Val."

    "Next time, you don''t have to!

    "Well, that''s..."

    It''s too late to regret that it was a silence.

    With his face turned bright red, Valtrude fell into bed, bending down vigorously with Bohun. It remains a culotte skirt, so there is no particular obstacle. Well, there can''t be anyone peeking.

    "No, it''s not. So, the point is, I hope Yut doesn''t want to leave me, huh?

    There is no inevitability that it is Val - I''m not saying. Because we can''t talk about it.

    "First, let''s appeal to Yuto for a moment"

    Valtrude rampaging in bed like a child. Arcia said as she stroked her hair as beautiful as the light of that moon.

    Surprisingly, the opportunity came the next day.

    Unfortunately, Alcia and Valtrude had different good things to show Yut.

 16 5. Thunder Blade

    "Thunder blade?

    "Haven''t you heard of it?

    Yuut, buried in a pile of documents in his own office, asked back with frivolous eyes to Valtrude, who was still sparingly exposed to the glowing beauty of the day.

    Most importantly, its beauty is also now strongly coloured with fright.

    But Yut also has a situation.

    I''ve been in full territory management for a month. The mount of documents, which continued to increase in proportion to its smoothness, finally entered the floor from the desk.

    If it was just a sign, I would have left the scrolls to automated magic equipment (magic items) and dancing writing.

    This tragedy, in other words, was not so much a result of Yut''s low processing capacity as a tragedy simply due to lack of manpower.

    An official who has completed the interview is scheduled to take up his assignment in the near future. A little more patience, Yut said. One stretch.

    "So, what does a blade of thunder have to do with the Hellenonian God?

    "Don''t you know"

    It was a guess adding to the behavior that Valtrude came all the way here, not Alcia, but she seemed to have interpreted it in a different way.

    "What is a blade of thunder... Oh, the organization of the Temple of Helenonia"

    Yuuto digs out of the pile of documents and searches for information on the pluralistic daiichi he left on the desk.

    "Not at all...... Documents are missing."

    "Oh. Sorry, Val."

    When Valtroude picks up the paperwork for nothing, he organizes it. Such a trivial kindness is embarrassing and delightful.

    Focus on pluralism and omnipotence, except consciousness, so that it is not distracted.

    "The blade of thunder, the largest congregation of the Temple of Helenonia. The aim is to maintain security in the city where the temple was set up in the struggle against the evil god Daxtum and his followers. Oh, my God, you even have criminal jurisdiction."

    The Kingdom of Rotosilt is strongly linked to the Temple of Helenonia as generations of kings qualify as Cathedral Knights.

    There will be a background to that, and in some cases trials will be burdensome to the extent of local lords. However, from a Japanese-born yut, it seems too great a power for a particular temple to have.

    "What do you mean, that lightning blade?

    He''s coming.

    Tong and Valtrude say as they match the height of the paperwork on the desk.

    "Huh?"

    "A messenger from the great temple of Sejour, the king''s capital, is coming. He''s waiting for me in the reception room."

    "Say it first."

    Nevertheless, I really wouldn''t have had time to go down with pluralism if I had been told earlier, so that''s troublesome.

    The uniform I was wearing, just like that. Weave a pure white robe that was unwrought on the chair and leave the office behind as soon as possible.

    "The messenger, Mr. Arcia, is he dealing with?

    "Oh. I haven''t even met him yet. Alcia told me to go get Yut."

    Nice call, Alcia.

    "Mmm...... Then I..."

    "What''s wrong?

    There was no response from Valtrude.

    Not because I didn''t answer, but because I arrived in the reception room.

    For once, Yut knocks, then lets Valtrude in first. It''s a hassle, but it''s a necessary procedure.

    "Thank you for waiting."

    At the same time as Valtrude entered the room, a girl rose in momentum from the sofa in the reception room, which was attached to a castle fortress in Hellenonia.

    "It''s Alaina North Tin!

    Small, but for training cathedral knights, or supple and luminous limbs.

    I have all my blonde hair cut at my shoulders, and because of my age, I feel cuter than prettier first. She was a girl who was healthy and was likely to be liked by the person in front of her.

    It''s a mass-produced Valtrude.

    Isn''t this metaphor interesting even though it''s pretty easy to understand? Yes, it was Yut who praised himself, but at all costs, even though this Brouwers spread, in that he was the only one who could accurately understand the nuances?

    "It is an honor to meet our hero Valtrude."

    "Ah, oh. It''s Valtrude Istas. This is Yut Amaxa, the housekeeper."

    "Say hello."

    "Best regards,"

    Is the end of the phrase fixed...

    Yut feels that way, without appearing to be offended by the light greeting compared to Valtrude.

    From what I can see, Alcia, who has been dealing with it since earlier, is also bitterly laughing.

    "So, the Temple of Helenonia - a messenger from the blade of thunder."

    Valtrude also lowered his hips in a position that hit him face-to-face, recommending that Alaina take a seat. Behind that sofa, Arcia and Yut move so that they can serve.

    "Yes, specifically, it has been confirmed in your letter, but I would like to briefly ask Falve to allow the establishment of the Temple of Hellenonia."

    "A temple? There is land..."

    Originally, I was going to recommend it, and in that sense, I could say a ship across.

    But Valtrude was not willing to raise his hands and endorse it. The reason for this was that I felt a sense of vigilance from Yut.

    Valtrude shares that sense of vigilance as he turns the script - because he can''t read it - straight to Yut.

    It''s a pile from my adventurous days. Unfortunately, the parties have not realized that that is the heartfelt spirit that lovers envy each other as well. Unfortunately.

    "I''ve just been briefed. Permission to establish a temple; and provision of land. The cost of building the temple is the taking out of the Hellenonian temple. However, it seeks police and criminal justice powers in the Territory"

    "Mmm..."

    Alleyna turns her gaze of dissatisfaction to Yuut, who even covers the contents of the letter.

    Perhaps I don''t care how the Hellenic followers have a lot of mouth for heroes or how they sum it up.

    But Yut pretended not to notice.

    "Right. Sounds like nothing special."

    "Right."

    Arcia also nods at Valtrude''s words.

    It''s good to be as usual.

    But aside from the thought of a girl named Alaina, I felt that the thought of the Temple of Helenonia, who had sent out a messenger unintentionally without even touching it, seemed clear to Yut.

    "Okay, Alaina..."

    "Ha, it''s Alaina North Tin!

    "I''ll get back to you later. Until then, I want you to spend time in this fortress."

    "Is it true, is it! Oh, I can''t do that..."

    A castle fortress founded overnight by the Hellenonian God using miracles.

    It was an eye-glowing Alleyna when she could stay there, but she drops her shoulders as if she was immediately depressed.

    "I''m afraid I''ve been instructed to ask permission to come here as a sacrifice to the same God."

    The same thing was written in the letter, though in a far-fetched way.

    (This is a shitty...)

    Yut desperately put up with the fact that he was about to look up to heaven.

    As far as he was concerned, police powers, whatever, were not even willing to dawn on him until the right to trial.

    For Falv, who still doesn''t have all sorts of guards, policing with lightning blades is really convenient. But what would happen if Valtrude, the same Hellenonian diocesan knight and hero, gave him even the right to trial in this falve behind him?

    Though a blade of thunder that serves good, no, that''s why if you can''t hold it down when it runs wild, a fatal thing could happen.

    Behind the blade of thunder lies the great temple of Sejour, the king''s capital.

    The cheap delegation of power is only a spark of the future.

    It is easy for Yut to advise Valtrude and direct him in the direction he thinks.

    However, "as a sacrifice to the same God" clearly limits the negotiating partner to Valtrude. So I can''t do that.

    If we''re going to do that, then the magician who tries to pinch the couch will be able to do the figure of a puppet lord.

    That had to be avoided for the future.

    "Admit it, I want you to tell him"

    "Thank you!

    (Val, boy!

    I was about to raise my voice unintentionally Yuut, but the next moment, its meaning changes.

    "However, I want the head of the temple to appoint me"

    "Yes......?

    "I don''t mind nominal things, and if things don''t go wrong, I''m not going to say anything."

    At the hands of Valtrude, the wind direction completely changed. Yut is desperately patient screaming for pleasure.

    "It''s mine, in one place, the..."

    "I''m qualified as a priest too, so it shouldn''t be a problem. I''m sorry, but I want you to make a decision on this occasion as offering yourself to the same God."

    "Ugh..."

    If Valtrude is at the top, even in nominal terms, it''s easier to do things. I think I''ll put a cross spear in it.

    Finally, Yut, who can''t stand a bad smile, thinks about garlic and future developments.

    I don''t know if it''s the temple of Helenonia or the blade of thunder, but in the end, I would have to swallow Valtrude''s suggestion. Actually, it''s a reasonable story.

    Perhaps Valtrude doesn''t have a deep understanding of where Yut felt the crisis.

    Still, excellent judgment and precise bargaining power that creased Yut''s will. This time, I was saved by it.

    (Right, if there''s no knowledge or computation involved, Val''s a pretty good guy, too)

    Again, yuut to review the Valtrude thing.

    "Dear Valtrude, would you like to join us, if you will, with the Apostle, to Sejour, the king''s capital? Readiness for Momentary Movement (Teleport) is fine."

    In a whispering tone, Yut asks Valtrude. Said she made her eyes black and white at the call "Master Valtrude," but it was never enlightened except within her body.

    "Damn, I''m going to talk to you!

    Make sure Alaina North Tin, who proclaimed it with a bright red face, left with a bummer, a few seconds later.

    "Well done, Valko!

    Yut shakes and strokes Valtrude''s head from behind, rarely exploding his emotions.

    "Oh, man. Stop it or not."

    Without a completely unconvincing Valtrude protest other than the content, Yut was just a momentum from behind.

    What would have happened to Valtrude''s expression, which seemed to melt in joy, if he had actually done so?

    "But what did you just say, Master Valtrude? I got chills."

    "Me, too."

    "... well, good for you"

    Alcia snapped like the other HRs beside her as she watched the two laughing at each other innocently.

    Appeal didn''t mean this... I didn''t feel like making a senseless point about the appearance of my best friend who seemed sincerely happy.

    The sound of Parin and gems crumbling echoes in deep, dark darkness.

    At the same time, one young man awoke from a deep sleep.

    You can say it''s neat. Face. There is insurance, but at the same time it entails an attractive atmosphere that attracts people. For that, he was a middle-bodied, hard to impress man.

    At the same time as awakening, the vessel of the soul of the one who was called Triade begins to organize the situation without despair.

    Failed.

    Returned to blister.

    A ritual that invites a spiral of despair (Reliouria).

    Most people in the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) did not know about the grief.

    Our petition.

    By just six adventurers, everything collapsed.

    The Spirit Prince of the Evil Flame Il Canjual, who was supposed to invite a spiral of despair by proper death by ritual. Two Triades who share the same purpose as him.

    The intervention of the gods will destroy the soul, and the existence will be extinguished without resurrection or riding around.

    The Book of Nothingness, which has been in operation for decades on hand salt, has also been devastated for a long time.

    Sandalwood''s fanatical jewel (Ebony Orb) was also lost.

    Never again, I can''t do the same.

    "The Book of Nothingness" The only surviving man makes a sober decision.

    With him, it was only a coincidence that he survived.

    There is a spell called "Soul Pod."

    A theoretical spell that transfers one''s own soul to a gem that serves as a focal point and replaces it with life that exists within a certain range. It was used to take over physically superior individuals.

    The jewel whose body perished and became the focal point with the soul of the flesh that took over was crushed, and his soul returned to its original body.

    I mean, I just wanted to use better flesh, and I wasn''t preparing this spell to survive.

    But now you should thank God for that good fortune. The spiral of despair must also provide protection.

    The man who sat on the sleeping table distorted his mouth evilly.

    The opportunities for salvage given must be maximised.

    This room, the entrance was nowhere.

    I just have to get in and out with the Moment Move spell, it''s his private room. Even those adventurers can''t help but overlook it.

    This is where it starts again.

    The means of definitively unleashing the spiral of despair crushed with the loss of the Spirit Prince of Fire, Il Canjual.

    But it''s not like there''s no way.

    Obelisk under the abandoned temple of Falve.

    A secret tool (artifact) that gathers magic and opens space-time doors.

    Naturally, we have that information. There is also a period of one year left until the magic fills.

    "As for the prep period, it''s good"

    A man snaps.

    Collect and organize monsters. Plan an operation, until the day of execution, dive into the darkness.

    A year? Yeah, only a year.

    There are spells, magic implements, funds, and last trump cards left for it.

    "All for equal nothingness"

    A voice as if to freeze the soul of the listener penetrated the dark space, and eventually, the figure of the man disappeared as well.

 17 1. Archbishop Arcias Liaison Council

    (I wonder if it will be over soon, meeting (this))

    Arcia sighed softly to avoid being noticed around her.

    Rotosilt kingdom, Sejour, king''s capital.

    Underneath it was a temple gathered by those who served the Truss-Sink God.

    Originally Truss-Sink itself was a minor faith compared to other gods, and furthermore, the very doctrine of studying magic and praying for peace after death was applauding closeness.

    The only visitors to this temple, with the exception of clerics and researchers, are those who buried relatives in the catacombs.

    That deep place.

    Ten or so people were gathered in a room where the decorations were eliminated, which would have no five metres square.

    There are rare magicians who excel both in science and divinity. Necromancer experts and those who assimilated flesh to monsters of another dimension. True, unique and diverse attendees.

    There is one thing in common.

    From the neck, that you are lowering the sacred mark of Truss-Sink.

    "Falve''s Arcia"

    The Cardinal in the Moderator role - the General Manager in the Rotosilt kingdom, which is superior to the Archbishop - urged the Alcia report.

    The eviction of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) has changed the environment and treatment not only of Valtrude. Alcia had also changed her position in the Truss-Sink Church considerably.

    Traditionally, as just an adventurer, I was as far away as my rights and duties were, but when it came to settling down on Falve, it wouldn''t be the way it was before.

    "The Temple of Falve is operating well. The clerics they sent are doing a great job."

    Once every few months, together with the other Tras-Sink bishops, archbishops, gathered from all over the kingdom of Rotosilt, they must take part in something like a debriefing.

    (They gave me the cost of building the temple and people, so it''s cheap to this extent...)

    With the Temple of Helenonia in Valtrude focusing on police functions, the Temple of Truss-Sink was responsible for charitable activities such as cooking and clinics.

    This is an unusual activity for the Temple of Truss-Sink.

    Sometimes it is because other temples, such as Fermina, the Sun God, are taking place, but the followers of Truss-Sink are generally held back by underground temples to study magic and drill their knowledge.

    Alcia herself is getting routine help from the clinic. Of course, unless there is more to it, general practice is not treatment by divine magic, though.

    "During the battle against the Book of Nothingness, we will soon be working on analyzing the magic equipment (magic items) and spells we have acquired."

    Arcia is not involved in this.

    Rather than, I''m not interested.

    The beloved daughter of the goddess of death and witchcraft does not feel important in the study of witchcraft like a common believer, even if she loves and worships Truss-Sink.

    "Then, I''ll submit a new magic kit and a sample developed in collaboration with the Great Mage (Arch Magi) later"

    "Hmm..."

    For the first time there was a clear reaction from the bishop in line, the archbishop.

    In particular, the name of the Great Mage - Yut is in effect.

    (The reality is, it''s a magic tool for sewage treatment...)

    Just to say new, is that welcome? Or do you want to eat up at the next debrief?

    (Let''s try to get some rest next time)

    Because there is also a Return spell in Divine Magic, it is possible to travel instantly to several designated locations. That''s why it''s so hard to make excuses, but we have to do something about it.

    "That''s it."

    I didn''t even give you yawns that I was working on such a plan, and Alcia finished her report with dignity.

    Later, just wait for time to move on to the future as you pretend to be listening to others'' reports.

    - That was supposed to happen.

    "It''s Alcia from Falve. From the Church, give it a mission. This is also our general thrust"

    "What is it?

    In the words of the Cardinal, Arcia gives a strange look.

    But because of the red eye band, it doesn''t pass around.

    The look on Alcia''s face would be about as good as the rest of us.

    And the quest was about those fellows.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    After hearing the content, for plenty of minutes, Arcia manages to squeeze out the answer.

    "I''ll give you time to think"

    It was nothing but a hold.

    "Alcia, what''s wrong?

    "... no"

    Yut''s office.

    An end-of-day debriefing that sometime became customary. A nominal chat about checking each progress and scheduling for tomorrow and beyond......

    It was Arcia who denied Yut''s caring words, but Yut noticed for a few moments.

    "Something''s wrong with me since I went to Wangdu last time. By the way, both Val and Jonah agree"

    "Usually you''re dull..."

    "You worried about me and you think I''d be cursed? What about that as a priest?

    "The priest is a human being, too."

    Yes. Because you''re human, you''re sent on such a mission.

    "Right. Simply put, it''s Yuto''s fault..."

    "What''s that? I have no idea..."

    The idea is definitely off target, but Arcia kept quiet. I know it''s an eight hit, but it also feels good.

    I sat deep on the couch and poured wine into the glass.

    "Well, I think it''s a burden on Alcia..."

    Says Yut as he sees Alcia like that half-eyed, but that''s not true.

    If it''s a burden, this one''s letting you carry it unilaterally.

    "The Temple of Trus-Sink has me doing the clinic, and I''ve left the management of the family registry to derive from the management of the cemetery. They''ll be busy running your business, but they''re taking on complaints from the village..."

    "That''s nothing, it''s not a big deal. I leave practice to the clergy."

    "I''m jealous..."

    "But because of that¡° health insurance "thing, the clinic''s busy."

    "I know it''s better if you''re free, but I''m glad you think you''re taking advantage of it"

    "At first, though I didn''t understand it at all. The results prove it."

    "It was a normal system in my hometown. I didn''t want to be able to give up my life with gold."

    Being selfish of his own, Yut admits.

    Indeed, so far, ¡°health insurance¡± has been in deficit. The same goes for medical treatment, but it costs too much to prevent fraud, such as insurance cards and identification.

    "I don''t know what to say, but it''s not a big financial problem. I think it''s a great system."

    "When you can say that, yeah. Honestly glad. I can light it, though."

    "Unless the crime scene is a big deal"

    "Can you stop putting on that kind of och!

    "I don''t like it, funny stuff"

    I wonder why.

    What makes my mind lighter with this kind of interaction?

    "Make a baby."

    So I brought a secret.

    "... Yes?

    "The great man told me. He said," Make a baby. "

    "Sexual harassment? Powerful harassment? Hey, that''s not true, Arcia."

    Speaking of excess, I repeat words that Yut makes no sense in a rough tone to the rest of the content.

    "By the way, the other guy is Yut."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    For plenty of minutes a stale yuut manages to squeeze out the answer.

    "Give me time to think"

    That reaction was exactly like mine, and Arcia accidentally laughed out loud.

    "Oh...... That''s crazy."

    "I don''t think you''re about to laugh? If I''d spoken alcohol, it would have been a disaster, wouldn''t it?

    "Right. But you know what my problem is, right?

    "I don''t know what I can do."

    "That''s not true, is it? First of all, Yuto will marry Val, won''t he?

    "Suddenly, there."

    The view of love and marriage between modern Japan and the fantasy world was too large a gap.

    "Then I''ll focus on parenting as a side chamber."

    "That reasoning is strange"

    Yuut holding his head on the couch.

    This direction is not good. So I decided to change my spear tip.

    "Alcia, let''s calm down. In the first place, why is it such a lame story?"

    "Experiment."

    "Experiment?"

    "Yes. Young Great Mage. Plus, visitors from different worlds. Such a child with him and a goddess loved by the goddess of death and sorcery. Can''t help wondering how many talents you''re born with?

    There will be no more bombs.

    I reopen it in a way, and Yut is also in wine - I don''t have any other decent drinks, so I can''t help it - wet my tongue.

    "What do you think will happen?

    "I wonder if genetics are that convenient. Well, there''s a good chance you''ll get an English talent education... I wonder if we can have children with different worlds as a fundamental problem"

    "Yut is negative, isn''t he? And there''s a half with Giant, Dragon, Angel, and it''s okay there, isn''t it?

    "I know that... You can''t affirm it in the first place."

    "Really? That''s why, don''t you think?

    "Unless you''re going back to Earth."

    "... Shit"

    "Now I hear a tongue pounding that I shouldn''t hear, though?

    "I''m a friend."

    In other words, neither Valtrude nor Alcia have accepted Yut''s return, but they are not convinced, and they are not going to choose the means if given the opportunity.

    The only way to do this is for Yut to laugh bitterly, too.

    Instead, it would be a lot more dangerous if I answered properly.

    "Well, if Arcia Xu seems to be at a disadvantage in this matter, you can make me a bad guy. Worst case scenario, the Temple of Truss-Sink can leave Falve."

    "It won''t be good, it''s"

    "I don''t mind, Mr. Arcia, it''s more important."

    "... ok"

    Alcia took a seat when this man learned to rejoice in the attitude of a younger boy who was too good, swallowing it all with wine.

    Later on, Alcia reported that she was "continuing to persuade" on the matter.

    More possibilities and choices are better.

    I mean, that''s what happened.

 18 2. Daily of the Great Mage Yut Amaxa

    Yut''s morning begins with a transcription into a spell document.

    "Do you want to transfer the Dismantling of Magic?" And then there''s demonization today, so it''s imperative. There''s a lot of Learning... "

    Decrypt the magic scroll (scroll), or get a clue from the master, and remember the theoretical spell - that alone cannot use the spell.

    Transcribe the spell used every day, every morning, and that day into the spell document. However, because the number of spells you can transcribe in a day is limited, you have to choose from a number of repertoires.

    "Ha... Back in the day, it was easy. We should have prepared a spell to help us gather information and fight."

    Not now. Necessary spells are required for land development and deskwork.

    "Learning" and so on.

    That spell, which belongs to the first staircase, is the magic of student covetousness of fully remembering the contents of a book read during effect time.

    If I hadn''t remembered the laws, regulations and jurisprudence of the Kingdom of Rotosilt for their effect, I wouldn''t have even been able to stand on the starting line of territorial management.

    "I''m also anxious to remove the attack and supporting spells altogether. In that sense, the old man of Exile doesn''t seem trouble-free..."

    Where are you traveling by now? Now Yut nostalgic for his parting companions.

    "Well then, the other spells..."

    The morning spell selection lasted about an hour as it was until Alcia called me for breakfast.

    At the end of the breakfast between the four of us, Yut returns to the office again.

    The first job to get my hands on varies from day to day, but today I was working on organizing my assets.

    When it comes to organizing, I''m not selling it. In the literal sense, the objective is to list cluttered stacks of money, jewellery, artwork, and magic objects (magic items) and visualize them in tabular form.

    It takes a lot of work, but simple work.

    We did it with this one, and now we have a problem at the stage where double checking became¡­.

    "It''s not the right calculation..."

    It would be easier if it were spreadsheet software, but that''s just too much to be desired.

    I do the calculations while checking each of the lists I put together on the paper made by the Manufacturing (Craft) spell, but no matter how many times I calculate it, it doesn''t match the last result.

    I don''t know a few more times. Exhale, but it still doesn''t change the outcome.

    Well, there''s just a cell phone calculator. Thanks to the spell "Repair Items", you will return to full charge.

    "Why, there are more assets¡­"

    That''s right.

    If it''s diminishing, I don''t know yet. But there''s more cash, more jewelry, more magic equipment.

    "I can count the others wrong, but I don''t know about magic equipment...... Yeah, well, it''s not like I''m counting wrong. But it''s just low-ranking weapons and protective gear, and it came out somewhere...?

    Hard to think about, but I can''t think of any other cause.

    In any case, this treasure trove of Falve''s castle fortifications has relocated the defenses of an underground warehouse located at the home of Sejour, the king''s capital - the magic keys, the magic formations that explode if you don''t speak up, the cover-ups from the Memorial Vision (Remote Site), various instantaneous movement inhibitions, etc.

    Who breaks in and leaves his treasure in such a dangerous place?

    "Pleasant criminals have enough... Talk to Val and Arcia around here."

    Nothing could be done, Yut threw the asset management ledger loose.

    "It''s okay, this is personal property anyway. Formally, I''m just renting everyone''s property to the Count Istas house. Interest-free indefinitely."

    Using less financial management than town factories as an excuse, Yut gets to the next job.

    Even so, there''s only paperwork.

    "The report on the management of the household registry, this is the application form for the opening permit, the progress report on the work of the Tordeks, and then on the petition, the invoice¡­. I''ve lost my r¨¦sum¨¦ for the interview."

    I would be drowning in a sea of documents, but the only salvation would have been to lay down the format of the documents early and print them in large quantities in wood.

    I broke my original vows and produced a large amount of western paper in Manufacturing, but I have to stop to save effort.

    Such documents are placed throughout the city of Falve - even in the middle of construction, the city is a city - at an outpost built in order to file and receive applications. That was enough to hire one person.

    "In the end, I see everything..."

    Yuut diligently classifying documents and processing them quickly while saying such stupidity.

    For starters, it would be material for an impending interview tomorrow. I have to sieve it to some extent at the time of the paperwork. Thanks to the spell of "Learning", we are fortunate to be able to deal with it to some extent even with diagonal readings.

    But it is also true that we are feeling limits to that pile of paperwork that is growing day by day.

    "I need manpower...... But I can''t hire weird people..."

    So far, I''m still working on it because I''m getting help from Mainz and Hardenturm administrative personnel, but I can''t let one yuut strain heavily and normalize help.

    "It depends on Val''s interview results... Well, hiring doesn''t mean I can be entrusted with the job right away..."

    Little rest was thus taken, and Yut continued to work at the desk.

    "Kukuku, the time has finally come..."

    Freed from processing paperwork, Yuut - which can also be described as giving up - rolled into one room after dinner.

    Very, with a look I can''t show to my friends.

    "Well, here goes yesterday"

    Wearing up to his usual white robe, Yut proceeded to the centre of the cluttered room in an unhesitant foothold, with a wave of sword placed on the workbench.

    "Another couple of days, I guess."

    While watching it, check the progress of the work.

    The steel single-handed sword Yut has in his hands is a trade, but not more or less.

    From now on, more than that - it''s going to be magic equipment.

    "Sharp Blade"

    Already, the basic demonization is over. Even if I waved my sword as it is now, it is easier to handle and cuts a few steps above just the industry.

    I''m just trying to reinforce that with a Sharp Blade spell.

    The cold steel blade is wrapped in warm light, and from time to time, the magic resonates with a tall sound.

    "For once, it''s a gift to the royal family, or it''s a trial. I can''t be too clueless, but it''s gonna take a while."

    Even a great magician (Arkmagi) like Yut, the time it takes to demonize is not much different from a magician (wizard) or a magician (warlock).

    So, what changes?

    That''s an extremely simple story.

    The number and quality of spells that can be put into one weapon or tool are different.

    In other words, the higher the ranked sorcerer, the more powerful magic equipment can be produced...

    "Though the offering, the performance is only there. You don''t need to give it all, but you can''t do it properly, it''s too halfway. Well, it feels better to be alive than processing paperwork."

    "Yut, was it here? I looked for him."

    "Val? What can I do for you?

    Without raising his eyes from the sword that is to become the Devil''s Sword, Yut, however, welcomes Valtrude. I was just wanting someone to talk to.

    "Totally. I thought you weren''t working anymore, so you didn''t even go to your room. It''s also too diligent - hey, is it okay if I talk to you?

    "We don''t have a door to close against Valko."

    "Right. I hope so..."

    Was it because I was working on it? Yut wanted to escape to a shitty dialogue he didn''t think belonged to.

    But that''s not how it works.

    Pretend to pretend to be calm and concentrate on the work and talk to Valtrude.

    "Well, this is a simple task, so as long as we talk, we''ll be fine. So, what''s going on?

    I wanted to talk to you about tomorrow.

    "Tomorrow? Oh...... You mean the interview."

    It was not a big deal, and Yut''s interest is visibly diminished.

    Feeling it, Valtrude let his lips hang.

    "Tomorrow, Yut was going to accompany him, but would you leave it to me alone"

    "Huh? That''s too inefficient for Moment Travel."

    "Efficiency, I don''t care"

    To Valtrude, who speaks out strongly, Yut unwittingly stopped.

    "I don''t think you deserve to tell me, but lately, I''ve been working too hard. Even at night, you barely slept, did you?

    "Really, he said he slept eight hours."

    "That bed is powerless."

    "Well, then it''ll be half... No, Arcia told me to take a break before, but on the contrary, I''m free..."

    On Yut''s excuse, signs of anger disappear from Valtrude.

    Instead, he gave a very pathetic look.

    "Ugh..."

    Yut was stuck in words. When a beautiful girl like Valtrude gets worried, that''s all I can say. Besides, it was more than I could imagine the guilt of being the one who gave me that look.

    "Anyway, I''ll take care of it tomorrow."

    "Well, yeah...... I''m checking my background on the paperwork, and this is where Val has to decide."

    "Right."

    The look on Valtrude''s face restores its brightness.

    I wonder if this was also the case the moment Tian Iwado opened, Yut thinks while working on demonization.

    "Leave it to me. I''m good at spotting bad guys."

    With a refreshing look, Yuut escorts Valtrude out of the work room.

    Tilt your consciousness toward the demonization of the Sharp Blade again...

    "I didn''t think you were so worried"

    Unexpectedly, there were words of reflection of zero consciousness.

    It''s not an excuse or anything, it''s worse in nature because even if you think you''re "working too much," you didn''t think you were pushing it.

    "But you''re a person who''s been gone for months, I..."

    Words that cannot be said to the Valtrudes disappeared in confusion by the resonance of magic that occurs during demonization.

    "In the meantime, when the newcomers come in, we''ll have less work."

    Such future expectations come off lightly.

    Because if you leave a simple job at hand, this time, you will find a new job that only Yut can do.

    Heavenly Grass Brave was Japanese in other worlds as well.

 19 3. Istas, Bob. Valtrudes work.

    The work of Valtrude, the head of the Count of Istas, is mostly outside the castle fortress where it is based.

    After studying to acquire letters and cultivation as an aristocrat, he mostly travels to the Temple of Hellenonia, which is under construction.

    "Much, much better."

    "Thanks to you!

    "I haven''t done anything but it''s a good thing"

    As usual, Valtrude steps into the planned site of the Hellenonian temple in Falve while giving a retarded response to Alaina North Tin, who picked her up.

    Even in nominal terms, the head of this temple is supposed to be Valtrude. The person responsible seems to have a problem with this statement, but it''s not a problem because nobody thinks it''s a problem.

    Despite the fact that the Temple of Truss-Sink in Alusia is already complete, this one is under construction for a simple reason.

    It''s a different size in the first place.

    No poor temple can be established in the land ruled by the hero Valtrude and bestowed by miracle by the Hellenonian God himself. In addition to that, the Temple of Helenonia originally also has a side as a military facility.

    As a result, the situation is likely to take years to come.

    Yut allowed it.

    Instead, a minute temple will be set up in all parts of the city of Falve, provided that it falls into the maintenance of law and order.

    "There''s a system called alternation in my hometown. I think it would be quite useful to get some local policing and a little consultation, so let''s give it a try."

    I think he said something like this.

    I wasn''t sure, but the result seems to be a good reputation from residents, and Valtrude is proud of it.

    "So, is it still good with the usual archery today"

    "Ha! Regards!

    Through the corner where the construction continues, looking at the proper spine of Alaina North Tin, she turns her feet to where she is supposed to be in the temple courtyard in the future.

    These appearances and attitudes from earlier. Besides, when you think about being the same blonde, you can well see that Yut described her as a "mass-produced Valtrude".

    Most importantly, it would be incomprehensible, apart from Yut, that "mass production type" contains the meaning of "degradation".

    "Looks like you made me wait."

    As Valtrude stepped into the courtyard, several diocesan knights (paladins) were already waiting fully armed.

    Metal large shield in blunt chainmail.

    The weapons were each, with some using long swords preferred by the Hellenonian God, and some diocesan knights equipped with mace.

    On the other hand, on this occasion, Valtrude is also hesitant to say lightweight.

    Horse leather trousers in a grassy tunic have no defenses to hope for, nor have they brought in the usual exorcism (Divine) Divine Sword (Subjugator).

    "Please, sir."

    "Oh, I''m sorry"

    Only a training sword with a crushed blade and a wooden large shield were received from Allena.

    Obviously inferior gear, but nobody cares.

    Come on, let''s get started.

    Unfabricated, Valtrude moves to the center.

    At the same time, the diocesan knights who move to surround it.

    "It''s a start!

    One of the diocesan knights proceeded to Valtrude with the signal of Alaina Norstin.

    Push the shield forward and wield the long sword.

    That intimidation will overwhelm you, even if you are not one with an evil phase.

    "Ha-ha-ha."

    "Tighter sides, swing it down compactly"

    But Valtrude dares avoid a long sword blow with a single piece of paper without even using a shield. Even if a steel blade passes in front of you, you won''t change one complexion.

    "This is what happens because it''s a big swing"

    Valtrude kicks out to the chest of a slightly out of balance diocesan knight.

    There will be little damage.

    But it was enough to push me out a few steps and ground me on my back.

    If it''s a battlefield, a deadly gap.

    "Stand up"

    But this is training.

    Valtrude gave the Cathedral Knight time without pursuing him. In doing so, they encourage reflection and countermeasures.

    "... have you understood"

    As the first diocesan knight rises, so does the surrounding diocesan knight narrow the siege.

    Until now, we have not taken advantage of it, albeit with a number of advantages. There was an air of wanting to give heroes an arm test.

    That makes a difference.

    There is certainly a part of Hellenonian teaching that is close to chivalry.

    Give in to God, help weakness, protect nations and communities, pierce truth, and do justice.

    But for that reason, I don''t see the multi-to-one battle as a disgrace.

    Always exposed to the struggle against those with evil ministers, they were also quick to consolidate their readiness.

    Around here, the mentality is close to that of a warlord who unleashed the quote "This is the game," which brought him to his subordinate equipped with a fire rope gun, against an opponent who assumed he had signed up for a one-on-one match.

    "Whoa, whoa!

    A man of good stature among the living cathedral knights advances to Valtrude.

    Running, throwing mace and shields at Valtrude.

    Valtrude takes the mace with a shield and cuts off the shield.

    In that gap, the man takes her arm and tries to pull it down.

    "The idea is good"

    Valtrude, too, threw away his sword.

    And when I pulled my arm out of my body with a force I couldn''t imagine from a good body when I said luxury, I took the opposite joint and twisted it up.

    "But the Giant is more powerful than the former, even the Auga and the Hobgoblins, compared to humans. Always, it''s unexpected to come through, like this"

    Other diocesan knights strike while the man tightens up Valtrude.

    The calculation crumbled lightly.

    Says Valtrude, who freed the man and picked up the sword.

    "Next, a coordinated attack. All will be judged and slaughtered in peace."

    Should I say amazing or natural?

    On this day, no one was struck by a single machete in Valtrude.

    Thus, Valtrude, who had completed the training being conducted in rotation by a few, and tried to return to the castle fortress, speaks out to Alaina North Tin, who thought she would come to drop him off.

    "Tomorrow, I can''t go along with the training. We have to go to Wang Du."

    "Copy that!

    Valtrude hadn''t heard from Aleina Norstin, who was cheerful.

    Unlike this one, tomorrow in action.

    Failure is an unforgivable battle.

    "All right, let''s do it"

    Rotosilt kingdom, Sejour, king''s capital.

    A registration interview with the Count of Istas, which takes place on the rental of a room in the Royal Palace. The exam is exempt because of the talent collected using connections, although not too much.

    Instead, it is quite shaken off at the paperwork selection stage.

    In other words, there are only those who competently reach the point. Today, an interview takes place in the original sense of just seeing the character.

    This is her battlefield.

    Valtrude, entrusted by Yut, puts his mood to the beauty and turns a blind eye to the material at hand.

    "First, at first¡­"

    And I noticed some serious facts.

    (umm. I can''t read it)

    Valtrude calmly acknowledged the reality and returned the documents to the desk.

    The literacy rate of adventurers is surprisingly high compared to the general public. As a result, we sometimes forget the fact that Valtrude cannot read the letters.

    Like now.

    Nevertheless, despite the fact that I cut it off when I could do it by myself, this is very nice.

    What a mess to make before it starts.

    But I can''t help but be in a hurry now. I''ve gotten over a number of them, including pinches.

    "The order of coming is fixed, so there''s no obstacle."

    Heroes don''t move.

    Slowly elbow at the desk of the innocent walnut wood and dazzle the door to shrug.

    So much less, the first interviewer shows up with Knock.

    It''s Valtrude Istas.

    "My name is Edmund Farner, Sir Valtrude"

    Valtrude, who sat face-to-face, first succeeded in knowing the person''s name by letting him introduce himself.

    Thus, the registration interview began.

    "Why did you want to serve the Earl''s house, which is nothing but a mountain or a sea like this?

    "That''s candid. Then I''ll tell you the truth about this one, too, because it looks like a good payment. I won''t be able to do the three guys in the room forever."

    "I see."

    Honesty doesn''t mean it''s good.

    to a speech that was rude, but Valtrude just nodded without moving a single eyebrow.

    "Um... are you sure?

    "What is it?

    "No, I don''t know what to say myself, but I was wondering if it might be quite a bump..."

    "Is it a frank feeling? Then there''s nothing wrong with that."

    Valtrude is an open and righteous cathedral knight, and that would be self-admission.

    At the same time, it was both realistic and authoritarian.

    I mean, I don''t hit rudeness with this stuff. Rather, I''m glad you''re telling the truth.

    "Oh. Unless you''d like to say no, but you''re in law."

    There''s no such thing as a pageant.

    "Then good."

    In the meantime, pass at first.

    Round the top of the paperwork at hand. This has nothing to do with reading and writing.

    But too candid an applicant seemed unusual.

    From now on, it went very smoothly.

    "I''ll be perfectly clear, but so far, I''ve only been clearing my affairs by myself. At first, I think it''s going to be quite a struggle."

    "No problem. It''s natural to have a tough job."

    "There''s no guarantee I''ll pay you enough."

    "Then you just do the job that makes you want to pay"

    Valtrude thinks after the interview.

    But that''s also for just a few moments.

    After a few seconds, draw an "X" on the document with a blade pen.

    It''s not like anything was wrong.

    On the contrary, there was no alternative.

    But I don''t trust you.

    That''s it, that''s all.

    The interview went on at this rate.

    There were 12 people interviewed by Valtrude on this day.

    Three of them were the ones she made the decision not to hire.

    And Yut and Alcia fully supported that decision.

    "Are you sure it''s a good decision to make just because of my judgment?

    Later, Valtrude confirms to Yut and Arsia, but the two concurred with a strange smile.

    "As a matter of course, I trust Val''s judgment, but if we track down the non-recruiters with" Remote Site "... what do you think happened?

    "From the way you put it, it didn''t seem like a lot"

    "It was with agents of the Verga Empire and other collars."

    "Well, I guess Val would."

    Arcia praises it with a cool face, but Valtrude has a face that doesn''t float.

    "Maybe I''ll see Yut later at the end of the day..."

    "No, because I threw the whole thing at Prince Alsace around there. I mean, it''s the other way around that I''m involved."

    "... is that true?

    "You know what I mean by lying, don''t you?

    Two staring at each other.

    Alcia lurks her breath and goes gunning as something she''s not. Make an appeal.

    "... if it means I was useful, that''s fine"

    "Of course, I was right to leave it to the Val child"

    "Right. Yeah. Right..."

    Looks happy. The look on Valtrude''s face that sounds really delightful.

    Yut, who has seen it decently, can barely speak of moving.

    "Well, is this the limit"

    Calm Arcia''s voice, too, but it didn''t reach the two of us.

 20 4. Jonahs Free Days (Previous)

    There are two mornings in Jonah.

    Once, at breakfast, which surrounds the table for everyone.

    Again, hours after that.

    Once again in bed after breakfast, Jonah rises to her senses when the sun reaches Jomtien.

    And it was the usual pattern to head to Yut''s office first.

    "Yut is here all the time. Instead, I''m only here."

    "I thought I''d argue, but as for what, there was no ingredient..."

    Yut, who is pursued daily by his work, takes a far-sighted look at him with a mental attack apart from his physical fatigue.

    Outside the window there were trees, where birds (like swordfish, but not sure if they were the same as those on Earth) were nesting.

    Even now, the parent bird is carrying food to the chick.

    "But it''s best to be here, it''s efficient..."

    When Valtrude or Alcia worried about me, I insisted it was okay, but when they say workaholic directly from the front, the damage is enormous.

    "I come to the fantasy world and wonder what I''m doing...? Well, it''s better than being told to bring down the dragon with a sword or something..."

    "More than that."

    "Eh," he offers Yut a palm with his faceless, terrible mouth.

    The demands are always the same - pennies.

    "I''m about to kneel over that lucid attitude, my anger and my fright."

    "The only person who says that to me is Yut. Val and Alcia are told to live a more regular life."

    "Those two are farmer mentalities because they''re villagers. I wouldn''t say that. Anyway, Jonah won''t bother you while you''re sleeping."

    "Cancer. Good luck"

    "Because you don''t have to work hard. There you go."

    Exactly with a bitter smile, I put about ten pieces of copper coins in Yona''s palm.

    While young, Jonah is one of the fine people.

    I should or tried to give you a decent head start, but that''s been a rejection from Jonah.

    For this reason, we may have set aside a future for Jonah.

    Also, the equipment needed for the adventure - that is, the battle - was enhanced equally by Yuto demonizing it when he bought it while discussing it, so there was no harm so far.

    With that in mind, it''s a trivial amount of silver.

    You can think of it as a little more for lunch.

    - That''s an excuse. It was going to be sweet for my youngest.

    "But you don''t get tired of buying and eating outside that often"

    "Every day, there''s a new discovery"

    "The positive spirit of the child is blinding......"

    I''m not dissatisfied with the Brewers meal, but I''m not satisfied with it.

    At the same time, it''s a positive that Yut doesn''t have the ability to improve it.

    "If this is the case, should I have learned to cook with Zhuyin? But there''s rice, miso and soy sauce over here... No, maybe if we go east?

    "Yut?"

    Suddenly he turns his pitiful gaze as if Jonah could even look at a dog on the verge of freezing to speak out of a bump.

    "After all, you should rest"

    "Because it''s okay. And don''t tell Val and Arcia."

    "I know."

    But Yut doesn''t know.

    After this, Jonah also tipped Valtrude and Arcia, the fact that they had been stopped from each other.

    "After all, the harbor town is delicious with seafood"

    Having obtained about three pieces of military funding for silver coins, Jonah was wandering the market of Hardenturm.

    The stalls are cooled down and snacks are bought one after the other.

    Now, I''m in the middle of chewing on scalloped shellfish skewers.

    The Albino girl just stands out.

    There is also a gap between mysterious looking toddlers eating and walking, but the behavior of always getting their hands on new products and not resolutely going to stores they don''t like made them already known in some parts of Hardenturm.

    If Yut finds out, "You''re a sitting boy!" He must have put a scratch in it.

    However, he wasn''t even coming to Hardenturm just to eat and walk. One of the psychic abilities (power) if you want to, is Jonah, who can be moved to the King''s Capital in Teleport.

    It has to be Hardenturm for one reason.

    "Sharp Years"

    Jonah, satisfied with spending most of her allowance, activated her abilities.

    The psychic ability to pick up all the voices within a certain range - if it''s Yona, about a 50-meter radius.

    Moments, the words of those who make sense begin to flow like a flood into Jonah''s brain.

    "Damn it! Don''t look under my feet!" "Recently, the economy has been good and understaffed." "Is there a problem?" "It''s clockwork tonight." "I hear you can''t get the load from Kirya." "That''s my kid, you lying bitch." I don''t want to wind up the money. "" Wait, I know you. "" You''re so mean, I''m still studying. "

    Bullshit and immense flurry of words.

    Jonah, who''s taking it, hasn''t changed one complexion though. It''s different from shoppers from time to time, but I can''t think of anything like Yona doing a little information processing.

    From time to time, Yona tilts her neck as if to think of something.

    While doing so, he left the market and stopped in front of a liquor store.

    Affordable taverns like any city. It''s a dim shop with smells of alcohol, sweat and dust.

    As if to confirm, Jonah steps into the store for no reason.

    "Whoa, lady. I''m not coming here..."

    "I''ll be right out."

    Hearing friendly advice from a middle-aged man sitting near the entrance, Jonah strives for a table behind a straight line.

    "Earlier, more details"

    "Huh?"

    "Oh my God, all of a sudden"

    What surprised me was the pair who were called out.

    When I wondered if the Albino girl had appeared, I was called out without a pulse abbreviation. Naturally you don''t know what to do.

    But Jonah doesn''t mind.

    Talk about not getting the shipment from Kirya.

    Splash a few gold coins over the table and encourage them to continue talking with their chins.

    The colour of the men''s eyes changes to a large sum of money rarely seen.

    I was distracted by the out-of-phase notion of a grey-haired red eye, but if you look closely at the toddler''s outfit, both the dark blue tunic and the cloak of a piece of cloth are luxury items.

    With the gold coins on the table, you must not be able to buy those pieces either.

    The brilliance was anointed with distrust and surprise.

    "No, there''s a merchant I know, Kirya, and he''s got a blue face saying that the load he bought in the King''s Capital won''t arrive when it''s due."

    The gaze moves his mouth smoothly as a man cleverly nostalgic for gold coins as he turns to Jonah.

    "Bandits?"

    "I don''t know. It could be an accident, and, well, if you''re a merchant, it''s like this."

    "That''s right. Bad luck. Hardenturm has a good economy right now, and I can''t handle it if I''m willing to start over."

    "Learn more about routes"

    "I don''t know? You know what?

    "I don''t know. Well, not much lately, but if the load disappears, it''s around the woods."

    "Oh, the Kera Forest."

    A forest zone stretching between Hardenturm and Falve that bears the name of the great nature worshipper (Druid) of the past. Because of the large number of Druids and elves inhabited, it had become a place like an autonomous community in the territory.

    It is not a good thing in the sense of establishing a system of domination, but the reality lies that Yut''s hands are not turned that far. For that reason, he seems to intend to leave it as long as there are no problems.

    "Thanks."

    When I hear what I hear, Jonah releases more gold coins.

    Should I be flattered by the act of tipping the yurts, or should I smile with childish sweetness, even though I have all this?

    I don''t know about that. When the two of them nostalgic for gold coins and look back - there, there was no such thing as an Albino girl.

    "Huh..."

    Two people who are out of line.

    "This gold coin won''t turn into mud tomorrow, will it?

    "Do you know... You want me to use it?

    Thus again, an urban legend was born in Hardenturm.

    Kera Forest entrance.

    Moving instantly on the psychic Teleport, Jonah used some of her abilities for self-enhancement.

    Psychic powers have many abilities that have effects similar to theoretical spells.

    But the two are essentially different.

    Psychic abilities freely exercisable within the finite resources of spiritual power over theoretical spells acquired through learning and transcribed into a spell document.

    And the psychic ability of talent to drive efforts away. Those without talent can''t even learn.

    In that sense, there is no psychic (Scion) beyond Jonah, who was artificially planted with talent.

    "Tactical Site"

    The last thing I used was the ability to stretch my tactile senses all around me.

    Now Jonah''s circumference of a dozen meters virtually eliminates the blind spot. No matter where you hide, or if you can touch it directly to be transparent.

    We''re going to spend the duration of this ability - a few hours if it''s Jonah - searching through the woods to smudge and exorcise the bandits.

    Now that Yut, Valtrude and Arcia are busily killed, get rid of the pests that get in the way of the three people I love.

    That''s the mission you impose on yourself.

    It''s not because of who told me. This is the role Jonah herself wanted.

 21 5. Jonahs Free Days (After)

    "Found"

    Without expression, Jonah crushes without emotion.

    Even if you encounter the Tactical Site for its critical duration and the slightly unexpected sight is spreading in front of you, it doesn''t change anything.

    Among the bustling trees, at the end of Jonah''s gaze, which moved on the tree, was a carriage whose body had been tragically destroyed and whose wheels had also been removed.

    I don''t know if that was carrying the load of a merchant named Kirya, or if it was a different story. At the same time, the interest for Jonah is not there.

    What was unexpected was the footprint attached to the perimeter of the carriage.

    After making sure there are no enemies, Jonah jumps off the tree like a light contractor and makes another observation. It''s obvious what happened here without having to look at the blood and footprints.

    I didn''t get it yesterday, but it doesn''t look that old.

    So what was unexpected about the footprint?

    "Goblins, Wardogs...... Hobgob? Auga?

    Its footprint is not human, but subracial.

    It also belonged to creatures with evil phases.

    Physically fragile but prolific, cunning and evil goblins compared to humans.

    Generally speaking, he is about a meter tall. Green skin and hair free throughout the body. A squiggly ugly look. However, its nature, which is constantly attacked in groups and does not recall any hesitation in killing or looting, is often a threat.

    Hobgoblins are a subspecies of goblins, nearly twice the height of regular goblins.

    Proportionally, his powers are staggering, but his intelligence is fatally low. For this reason, it is mostly used as a good body caution stick in a goblin settlement.

    All, crude but armed with swords and spears, to the extent of leather armor, but sometimes wearing looted armor.

    Auga, on the other hand, boasts three metres of monstrosity over a certain body and hobgoblin, a sub-race. Sometimes mistaken for a kind of giant, but no biological connection.

    Features two horns growing on the top of the head and developed canine teeth. Basically all I think about is killing and eating, bad eating whether it''s animals, goblins or humans.

    Often Auga became the ruler and was able to follow weak people like Goblin and Kobolt.

    None of this is unusual in this Brewers. Apart from the Auga, a population of at least 20 or so is present everywhere, if it is about goblins.

    Though this forest of Kera is a territory of elves and nature worshippers, it also does not manage its entire territory. So it''s not unnatural to have a creature with an evil phase......

    "It was still there."

    Similar to the devastation of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), subraces with evil ministers, at least in the region, should have temporarily disappeared.

    Was there a leftover party, as Jonah put it, or did it come from somewhere?

    I can say both, and I can say either.

    "It''s the same if you bump it"

    For once, Yona mouths a noisy dialogue after checking in the carriage and slightly frowning, but at least in this Brewers, it''s not the wrong perception.

    Creatures with evil phases are cynical, brutal and cunning. I pretend to be submissive and aim for opportunities for betrayal, and I don''t greed and change my mind.

    In other words, there is no room for negotiation.

    If we meet, we''ll have to kill each other.

    "Psychometry"

    Jonah jumped gently from the destroyed carriage, poking her hand at the ground and activating her psychic powers.

    Ability to know the history of the goods and read past memories of the place.

    "Hmm......"

    Now, silence.

    Goblins firing arrows ¡¤ Auga smashing guard warriors ¡¤ Evil subraces pulling up after getting scattered blood and loot.

    Only visual information kills Jonah''s brain, turbulence of information.

    But Jonah takes it flat and turns to the direction where the goblins walked away without a break.

    A luxurious body with gray hair and red eyes. Unlike such an appearance, Jonah''s health is to the extent of a concurrent adventurer. In other words, unlike Yut, traveling for a few hours or so is not bitter either.

    In the deep woods, alone without ever seeing an animal.

    Before he kept walking silently, he discovered the entrance to the cave.

    The time is already evening.

    "If you don''t get home soon, you''ll be pissed..."

    Before the real problem, Jonah''s eyes narrow.

    At the end of that line of sight, I wonder if you intend to keep an eye on him or if a few goblins were equipped with simple spears to hang around the entrance. I''m having a conversation with Giggy in deaf Goblin.

    Yona understands Goblin, but the content is too unclear to understand.

    "How do you kill...?

    Killing was a certainty.

    "That''s right. We need to gather information first. Yut''s gonna piss me off."

    There''s nothing to piss me off at when I''m doing this alone, but naturally I don''t look at reality like that.

    Yut, who was put out to make out, will also have trouble.

    "Claire Bowires"

    Still, there''s room for spiritual strength.

    It activated Chiriko''s abilities and flew only his vision inside the cave.

    There wasn''t enough light, but it''s not particularly problematic if you just want to see how it goes. The interior was wide enough to be able to move around even in the Auga, with several branching paths present.

    Ahead, they seemed to be in their own realm, with goblins, orgasms, etc. solidifying from race to race. Sometimes if you don''t, Auga will eat goblins.

    From what I''ve seen, a typical dungeon. Because it is integrated with the living base, there seems to be no trap either. Should we deal with the entrance on the other side and the human sorcerer (wizard) forming in the center?

    He said there was no hostage.

    But I don''t even put it on my teeth like a magician.

    There is only one problem for Jonah.

    "How do we take them down without damaging their gear"

    Jonah thinks.

    "In the meantime, the entrance and the back entrance are blocked by walls. I want to" Energy Burst "because of the high number, but it''s going to break..." Seoul Wip. "

    The easiest solution, I guess, is not to call Valtrude, but I''m afraid of later.

    "Larsia and Egg, I can''t use it..."

    Jonah decides on the operation as she spews a spell on her fellow travelers who have traveled somewhere.

    "- Push force"

    It was fundamental to the adventurer.

    Marcus Munoid.

    That was the name of the magician who recently lived in Count Istas territory.

    As the name stands for, even though the three men were of nobility, were they aptitude, entered private school and learned the magic of science.

    Life is good to say. But I was broken by the use of spells in the noise I had caused by drunkenness, and then I fell apart.

    Typical.

    Talk about it everywhere.

    But it also means that you are free to use the physical magic you have acquired. No constraint whatsoever, for your own good.

    Power is everything.

    Violence is the law of the world.

    Correct.

    That''s right.

    At least in a world called this Brewers.

    He will prove the fact to the point of cruelty.

    Right now, here.

    "Go."

    A translucent monster, commanded by a young voice and serving around Jonah, waved his nails against the orga.

    The attack of both claws deeply cleaves the chest of the orga and scratches it even more as if it were to be judged.

    Jonah can follow. That had to be described as a monster.

    Is your body about the same length as an orga, but you have enough arms to stick to the ground, always leaning forward? The head is long, the eyes, the mouth and the nose are just stiff, in fact they are only empty.

    Distorted, empty and creepy beings, as if painted in ink paintings.

    On the other hand, Auga isn''t left to be hit either.

    A forceful counterattack with a stick can sink your skull if you eat it properly.

    But it doesn''t look like he gave the translucent monster any kind of itch.

    There''s no way it works for Astral Structures formed of psychotropic substances (ectoplasms), such as attacks by undemonized weapons.

    Resistant, the whole eye orga is pulled out of his neck.

    Force push.

    Having so stipulated, Jonah was ravaging a squire made of psychotropic substances when she cleaned up the goblins at the entrance with "Energy Burst".

    Carefully integrated.

    laborious but sure.

    An overwhelming level of difference that makes it happen.

    The weak, therefore, are satiated by the signs of the strong. Light morale collapses and the goblins are already on the run. In a few seconds, it will be a total collapse.

    "What are you doing? Ignore the monster. It''s the kid who''s manipulating it."

    At that time, the magician - Marcus - showed up.

    Early on in the move to this land, it was only after one job that the adventurer felt, but from what I saw, the other guy was a child. Regardless, I''m not going to be fooled by appearance, but it should be easier to give than that monster.

    Understanding the command of the common language, the torn goblins arrive at Jonah.

    The Astral Structure can''t stop all of it because it''s giant. Several bodies slip through reflective attacks flesh to Yona, launching attacks with rusty swords and spears.

    Ice and Snow Storm (Ice Blizzard)

    There, Marcus flies the pages of the spell document, shaping those around Jonah.

    Ice and rock debris raze the range of 10 meters. I don''t mind having goblins that are supposed to be allies.

    The kind of person who blamed it wasn''t there.

    Ice and Snow Storm is a theoretical spell classified as the Fourth Staircase. Being able to use it will have a lot of strength.

    It''s natural to feel confident in your arms.

    That confidence was also proven in my life until I reached this point now.

    "Hard to walk"

    But Jonah is also completely underpowered to deal with one person.

    If Yut had been there, he would not have been able to forbid sympathy "if I had raised the level in the city at the beginning, it would have been like I had encounted with the enemy Four Heavenly Kings".

    Naturally, Jonah is intact.

    Marcus had no reason to know, but all the Ice and Snow Storms were completely blocked by the Force Screen, a self-enhancing psychic that he had used beforehand.

    Speaking of damage, the goblins are just exposed to miserable corpses.

    "Damn! Who is it?"

    "... a righteous ally?

    "Don''t be ridiculous!

    Too much time to spit evil - but without having to curse - Marcus turned back on his heels. And aim for the back entrance of the cave with an all-powerful walk that hasn''t been done in a long time.

    There are spells in the repertoire that increase the speed of movement, but naturally, they can''t be transcribing such useless stuff into a spell.

    How did this happen?

    I don''t know why, it''s unreasonable.

    I don''t even know who they are.

    I was never asked who I was.

    Death with entity.

    Unstoppable destiny.

    However, all treasures have been recovered in an infinitely stored bag. We can start all over again anywhere. Given the current state of affairs, it would be a shame.

    The man leaks a smile as he hears the screams of the last Auga interrupter.

    "Where are you going? I can''t go anywhere."

    There was a Reaper voice.

    At the same time, that monster''s nails blur his back.

    You have to run.

    Despite this, the sorcerer lost his fear and looked back.

    And he sees hope.

    I guess it was the limit of persistence. The empty Astral Structure finally vanished the blow into darkness.

    "Phew, phew, ha"

    Laughing like crazy, the sorcerer runs.

    Still, there was a bump.

    Luckily I run screaming pleasure.

    Run.

    Run.

    Run.

    It was the end of the line that got there.

    "What!? What''s going on!

    Nothing.

    Before launching the raid, Jonah just blocked it with Wall Iron''s psychic powers. Naturally, the same power is applied to the front entrance.

    The sorcerer strikes the iron wall like crazy, even though he is a sorcerer.

    But there''s no way I can do something about an iron wall a few centimeters thick right now.

    Oh, you''re right. I couldn''t have gone anywhere.

    What the retrospective magician saw was the second Astral Structure.

    Plus, it''s bigger than the whole thing.

    Perhaps, in the cave, it had been downsized due to space.

    I guess that''s what you mean when you go through this aisle, you could have created it the size it was supposed to be.

    "Ah, fu. Ha-ha-ha. Ha-ha-ha."

    I just have to laugh irrationally.

    Off the road, the sorcerer, who led the evil, held his breath laughing.

    "That''s it."

    Falve''s fortress, treasure trove.

    Stack the treasures gained in that cave - gold coins, jewellery, magic equipment that the sorcerer had - in an infinitely stored bag unwrought.

    There can''t even be a handicap for Jonah, a member of the party, to enter this treasure trove.

    Plus, several break-ins. I was also used to the arrangement of putting down treasures.

    It should be noted that since it was still untouched, the merchant''s luggage in Hardenturm was left in front of that tavern. Exactly, I can''t take care of him until after that.

    "I just use yut, so I need to increase it once in a while"

    Leaving behind words that may even be said to be as cute as a bad kid, Jonah leaves the treasure trove behind.

    Maybe I''m doing this with the feeling of a parent bird carrying food to a feeding chick.

    Later on, I found out about this fact, and Yuto would hit his head on a surprising table.

    That''s not yet, earlier.

 22 1. Into the dwarf again

    "I''m going to visit Mainz."

    "Shihitsu?

    "Yeah. Val, let''s swallow first"

    One of the castle fortresses I use as a dining room because of its affordable size, although I don''t know what use it is originally used for.

    As the usual four - Valtrude, Arcia, Jonah, and Yut - met together for breakfast, Valtrude raised the voices of the beautiful girls as they tried to swallow cheeky bread all over their mouths.

    No, I thought this was cute, and Yut puts down a Judge. Beautiful girl not guilty.

    From previous habits or only breakfast is often consumed in full.

    For this reason, the important policy of Count Istas territory was often determined in this seat.

    I see. Morning courts and morning councils are yuuts who impress the Brewers who don''t know if this was the case.

    "Speaking of which, was it about three months of your appointment"

    "Three months......?

    Finally swallowed Valtrude twists his neck. It wasn''t that the flavor was strange, I just didn''t get it.

    "I know. Something must have been trying to plug Dwarf into trouble and take his land."

    Jonah makes noisy allegations as she splits the carrots from the soup.

    "Yeah. Because it''s not, is it? It''s a new research and development period for ore, isn''t it?

    Normally I don''t drink a lot of yuut, but this is the only one I desperately correct while dampening my tongue with red wine filled with a clear cup.

    "Oh, that''s the thing. I remember, of course."

    "Absolutely, I forgot."

    "That''s not true, is it?

    Reach for the next bread as Valtrude turns a blind eye to Yona''s point.

    On the tabletop, the luxurious menu prepared by Alcia was lined up in a narrow place.

    Freshly baked bread is a white bread made with plenty of butter, not the solid black bread that is predominantly eaten in the Brewers.

    The plump, moist texture must have never been tasted by the royal nobility.

    Potoff-like soup with plenty of nourishment gives it an appetite-stimulating aroma, and the fatty mass of Poirette releases the right piercing as a main dish for both ingredients and complex sauces of flavor.

    Other fresh vegetables were used to see simple salads, and the wine prepared as an aperitif was also highly aromatic and excellent.

    They are all served on white magnetic plates that are whiter than snow and are cut glasses that are rarely even visible to the cup.

    It also seems like a heavy menu for breakfast, but former adventurers around it. The primary reason is that the body has only capital and there are many healthy families.

    As well as Valtrude, Arcia herself, who prepared this meal, was flat without suffering.

    The second reason is that this dish is not just a dish.

    Everything, including dishes, was created by the Arussian divine spell "Feast of Divine Feast".

    It also has similar effects to kamikaze, kamikaze, and so on such as Nectar and Ambrosia. Of course, it is not comparable to the food of the real gods, but it heals the disease, confers resistance to poison and spiritual attacks, and becomes more energetic.

    As such, even the Archbishop (Patriarch) consumes spells that are not easy to use until he eats breakfast, after all, because of his habits from his adventurous days.

    It has been a long time since I developed my English in the morning at the Feast before embarking on an adventure. Anyone but them would be surprised to see it, but it''s a habit, so I can''t help it.

    Besides, when they were really hunted down, they were starving in the Communion (Mana), which even priests (Clerics) could use. That tasteless, wet, cardboard-like meal was stingy and unsavory and pathetic.

    "Disclosure of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) and business talks. And then he wants to do a prep exercise."

    While I feel like I was a little far away, Yut shows off his own plans.

    Most importantly, the distance itself is not particularly problematic. The Feast spell doesn''t work unless you eat for at least an hour.

    "That''s why I went to Hardenturm once and took a councilman to Mainz on Moment Travel (Teleport). Val, Jonah will take me. It feels like a night or two over there."

    "Also, Yut''s having an affair"

    "Because it''s not cheating or anything. Really, don''t want to use freshly remembered words, Jonah. Elementary school."

    Sure, I was in elementary school at my age.

    "Uh. That''s why I''m sorry, but Mr. Arcia left a message."

    "I see...... Preliminary exercise?"

    Stop the hand that takes the spoon and Arcia crushes it for meaning.

    "I''m sorry about the poor lottery..."

    "It would be appropriate. I will, too."

    Valtrude slightly swells his cheeks into a yuut of mutual understanding with few words, putting into his mouth a mass that he cut into large pieces as if to delude.

    But Jonah seemed unhappy that Alcia would stay.

    "It''s not good to leave Alcia alone."

    "I have no choice. We need to see if there''s a problem or not, while Yut is gone."

    "Hmm......"

    That was the only reaction I had.

    (Is that it? Reaction thin?

    I didn''t want Big Baby to be sad or held back, but when it''s a pale reaction, that''s pathetic.

    "That''s why in about three days"

    "Right. I don''t think we need that kind of respite."

    "I have no problem with that."

    "It''s okay over here"

    The policy has been decided.

    "Well, I''ll tell Mr. Claude."

    Claude Laker, an old man with total gray hair, passing an interview with Valtrude. He is now entrusted with the Clerk of the Count of Istas.

    "Surprise me with everything."

    Claude Laker, who came to Yut''s office that afternoon, began to burst into tears after his eyes were black-and-white when he was cut out to talk about the inspection.

    "It''s only been a few months since I served you, and I didn''t expect you to trust me that way. After the gun, I''ll take care of it. I will protect you."

    An old clerk who stretches his thin body all over him like a dead tree and tells him he''s ready to die.

    There is no such thing as a post-gun protective idiom in Brewers, where guns are not common, but it is probably the result of a translation into Japanese in Yut''s brain.

    He''s a good and competent man.

    I just have a rude feeling that you''re not fit to live, Yut.

    A native of lower nobility, he served for many years in the department in charge of finance in Sejour, Wang capital. But, to put it better, he was driven into idleness because of his innocent, white, and, worse still, unfriendly character.

    It''s just that the people who see it watched.

    For example, Prince Alsace before he petrified.

    Prince Alsace, who has recommended Claude Laker before Yut asked, may indeed possess the difficult ability to be an exchanger.

    I have such a history, and it was Claude who came from Sejour, the king''s capital, to such a country, but for the first time the work was diligent itself. Together with about 10 clerks recruited through Valtrude''s interview, he quickly reduced Yut''s burden.

    Traditionally, I managed to do this on my own with materials about the administration examined with pluralism and the national law of the Kingdom of Rotosilt, with the cooperation of the administrative representatives of Hardenturm and Mainz......

    The limit was right in front of me.

    Instead, it''s strange that it wasn''t broke.

    But thanks to the Claudes, it is good to say that the crisis has passed. On the contrary, a most rare group of well-behaved bureaucrats is likely to be born in the land of Falve.

    It should be noted that Yut, who saw their work, once looked to heaven, "Me, you were working for 10 people..." "That means if Yut works hard, he doesn''t need a salary for 10 people? Sometimes Jonah''s heartless words broke her heart.

    "Best wishes. I''m counting on you."

    "It''s a waste of time......"

    As for Yut, he''s old enough to say he''s my grandfather, and unlike Vainamarinen, I''d like to get out a little worse for him with a respectable personality, but then the other guy goes further down.

    Tell Claude that Yut will be gone less than a year later. Then there will be Valtroude, who cannot even read the letters (who has studied recently but is hopeless), and Alcia, who is blind.

    If you want to do it, you can do whatever you want, such as fraud.

    That''s the kind of environment that makes loyalty burn up for an old man named Claude Laker.

    Really rare people. No, it was a delicacy.

 23 2. Glass Iron (Crystal Iron)

    "Welcome, Master Amaxa"

    "Hi. Oh, this is the councillors of Hardenturm."

    It was the Hardenturm merchants who were introduced, but they finally meet. I still couldn''t recover from the shock caused by my first Momentary Movement (Teleport).

    Even so, there is no such thing as instantaneous motion sickness. Simply surprised, in an instant, to move from Hardenturm''s conference room to the entrance to Mainz.

    I knew it, but I couldn''t keep up with the change in consciousness and I''m surrounded.

    Looking sympathetically at those merchants, the gatekeeper of the welcomed Mainz - naturally, Dwarf - left the scene to call the people of the city, telling them that they wouldn''t mind resting in the stuffing.

    "What do you want to do? Would you like to sit down for a minute and rest?

    "Oh, don''t worry..."

    The first to utter the word was Regina Niebes, the head of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, who is regaining the momentum of old times. Of course, regardless of its commercial talent, it was largely resistant to Yut''s impotence additions and subtractions.

    After a few minutes, four other people besides Regina regain their sanity and spoken out their thoughts.

    "Rumor has it, I''ve heard it, but it''s really moving in an instant."

    "Yeah, I''m surprised. But with this kind of mobility, the risk of banditry and sabotage is irrelevant."

    "Sure, does that stabilize business..."

    And all of a sudden, it''s all about business. Reliable, but hard to say what action I have read the air.

    "I''m sorry it''s so exciting, but the Moment Move spell can''t carry enough to be commercialized."

    "Then precious metals and spices that are profitable in small quantities. Or carrying distant specialties, what do you think?

    To Regina''s opinion, Yut also offers an idea by flipping the foreword.

    "And then, do you have time to urinate?

    "That''s good, too."

    "However, it would be nice to have a connection with a great magician who can use Momentum Momentum, and pay more to make a profit."

    "... it''s a difficult thing"

    There, the gatekeeper brings back Chief Miranda.

    "Please welcome the chief himself."

    "No, no, of course not."

    The greeting is there too, taking the merchants into the city.

    When I first came, somewhere the city itself seemed to be depressed and the boulevard was not lively.

    That''s now the sound of a hammer swinging from there, with a natural smile on the faces of the dwarves walking down the road.

    "Really, thanks to the lords."

    "I just made the trigger. Besides, I had a lot of young people pulled out."

    "Not at all. Conditions are too good for anyone to come back"

    The chief has complained in a good mood. Around being made a joke, it seemed that there was no longer any certainty.

    "By the way, that Istas uncle must have arrived first."

    "Oh. I''ll show you to my house already. Diwan, the armorer, explained it to me."

    With a slow but surprisingly firm foothold, we move on through the city of Mainz.

    "Is it protective equipment..."

    I guess I have a handling of weapons. One of the merchants reacts.

    (Come on, I wonder what''s going on...)

    I am not particularly worried about Dwarf''s machining techniques. Because it''s a more troublesome species that can train magical silver (miserable) and adamantine.

    The question is whether it will be for sale.

    Arrive at the chief''s house in no time.

    Guided was the great hall where Yut persuaded the chief and drunkenly crushed the dwarves alongside Valtrude. From the skylight, it brings winter sunlight indoors.

    In the middle of it, the Valtrudes were there.

    But the merchants of Hardenturm saw Valtrude, only Valtrude.

    I heard it was beautiful.

    I''ve seen things that are supposedly beautiful.

    But such a thing was nothing but a crane in a sweep. I''m just saying it was better than anything else. If you put Valtrude in front of you, it''s just the dust and mustard of that crane sweep.

    Forget to breathe for now.

    "Yut, slow"

    Sewing that gap, you were bored, and Jonah came running first, acknowledging what Yut looked like.

    "Ugh, hey."

    Climb his robe as it is and voluntarily climb onto his shoulder.

    "Here, Yona. A little, weigh yourself in."

    "Because I''m tired"

    "Well, there''s no majesty, but there''s no choice. Val should be more forthcoming than that."

    "Mmm...... I''ll tell Arcia later."

    "Ugh."

    Imagine the punishment, Jonah is frightened for a moment. But she never moved off the spot.

    "Think about tomorrow. Think tomorrow."

    "You look good in vain, you"

    If you''re impressed, you lose.

    With the Albino girl on her shoulder, Yut decided to do her job.

    "I think I''ve explained, can you do it again?

    "Oh, wow."

    The Dwarf artisan, who was flattered by the dimension played by the humans, who had heard that he was great, returns to me. At the same time, the merchants came back from their dreams.

    Dwarf artisans turn to some bold iron (crystal iron) armor positioned in the center of the workshop. Turned away from the great man who carried the Albino girl, I would say.

    "First of all, as I said earlier, and it''s already a well-known fact, this bold iron doesn''t dissolve at a higher temperature than just iron. Well, my brother taught me how to fix cokes."

    "What do you mean by cokes?

    "Well, if you think it''s coal with higher temperatures,"

    "Ha..."

    Since it was likely to lead to environmental damage, Yut had no intention of spreading it to the Cokes method. Besides, it would be difficult to spread the furnace in the short term because it would have to be specially made.

    "But the more I use this bold iron, the more I can apply it."

    Apparently, it was Dwarf''s favorite. The dwarf laughing at had the unique look of an artisan.

    "Nevertheless, I am an armorer. If you can''t use it for armor, it doesn''t make sense how good the ore is..."

    Dwarf armorers turn their gaze to one of several lined prototypes - a type of heavy-duty armor commonly known as a half-plate.

    Glass iron armor, as if it had shredded crystals, is so beautiful that you can''t help but breathe.

    Of course, that''s not all. The combination of sheet metal and chainmail covering the steeple is sufficient to protect the lives of the warriors on the front line. At the same time, it does not hinder action more than necessary.

    Exactly, handmade delicacies (masterwork).

    But the Dwarf craftsman revealing it looked sinister.

    "Val, how''d it go?

    Yut asks Valtrude what he thinks, who would have already been briefed.

    "It''s not bad. Defensive performance is comparable to or greater than iron equipment. It looks spectacular, and the effect of the spell on the armor seems to last longer than usual"

    Valtrude to name one advantage after another, but for some reason a face that doesn''t float.

    "But it weighs quite a bit. Even if you say it won''t interfere with the use of a theoretical spell, it is a magician like Yut who wears it¡­"

    "Well, sure."

    Mages cannot be equipped with armor.

    The laws (rules) set in the name of balance in the game, but reality - at least in the reality in the Brewers - was repelled for the simple reason that it would get in the way when exercising spells.

    In addition, brainy magicians cannot move properly with heavy armor, nor do they usually have time to devote to training.

    "The Magic Knight (Eldrite) will be able to use it well..."

    "And then, like, a chain shirt."

    Just as the chainmail is chained armor, the chainshirt is a braided top. Defense performance is inferior, but less likely to hinder action for that matter.

    "I thought you''d say that, and I''m making you one too."

    As the saying goes, the prototype chain shirts were already arranged as well.

    "Heh..."

    Yut, with Yona on her shoulder, takes the hem of her shirt.

    A well built delicacy, just like half-plates. It also seems to fit to a point where there is no problem with the weight or yut.

    "But hey..."

    Yut''s reaction is not fragrant.

    "Oh, either way, magic silver is more high-performance"

    "Say it. Come on."

    Dwarf armorers laugh bitterly. But I guess I''m aware of it. There was no more protest.

    It is true that it is cheaper and more supplied than magical silver, but it is unknown whether you will be convinced by the performance of the bold iron.

    "After that, naturally, I also made weapons."

    As if I was gauging the timing, the big hall door opens and some dwarves come in. Each holds a crate and brings it to the center where the armor is decorated.

    "Oh, this is beautiful..."

    "With a blade, you stand out for its translucent crystal-like beauty."

    Dwarves silently open the lid of the crate.

    From the short sword that showed up to Hulbert, who is as tall as he is. With the eyes of various weapons, the eyes of the merchants shine.

    But again, I can''t say the look on the faces of Valtrude and the Dwarves.

    "It''s a business, but not that far."

    "I don''t know about that"

    Yut can''t really feel it, but I guess if Valtrude says so.

    You don''t care about Jonah either, keep quiet. Maybe he''s sleeping on his shoulder.

    "Well, here''s the thing. Equivalent to iron, yet more beautiful than iron. But he blurred that it was nothing more or less."

    To the armorer who continues to be the explanator, Yut bumped into a simple question.

    "Who''s the craftsman who hit this?

    "I stumbled and pulled in."

    In the meantime, all I can do is raise a dry laugh.

    "But some weapons are important in weight, right?

    "Yes, but I knew demand was limited."

    In the first place, there''s no reason to bother choosing bold iron if it''s just weight.

    "It''s just that this is pretty beautiful, too"

    "It''s not bad quality, either."

    The quality appeals to the contents like a rigid dwarf, but the merchants were another good one.

    "It might not be a bad idea to introduce it as a gift."

    "So far, it''s a pretty rare product."

    "I''m afraid you''re from the Earl of Istas, but if it''s a weapon, I thought it would be foiled."

    Lord Regina''s right.

    Yut is impressed with merchants. Valtrude didn''t look good for his fictitious name to be used, but it seems hard to deny that it only leads to territorial development.

    "Why don''t you put Val''s signature in one of them and sell it anyway?

    "Hmm..."

    Exclamation leaks from no one to Jonah''s suggestion. The gaze of anticipation gathered in Valtrude.

    "I won''t do it!

    "Well, let''s just say that. Now."

    It doesn''t sound good when it comes to signing, but it''s some sort of branding. Quality control must be thorough, but not a bad idea.

    If you have to, Yut concludes that you can substitute.

    "Yut, the guy named you..."

    "Now, before Valtrude obsesses in earnest, shall we go next?"

    Until now, Yut will look out for the chief who has watched what happens. She nodded loudly, slapping her hand twice.

    "This is our destiny."

    Like the earlier weapon, the crate is carried. However, the Dwarves are also somewhat more cautious than they were earlier.

    In addition, a larger table is available together, placing the crate on top of it.

    In the carefully opened lid...

    "Hmm..."

    What showed up was a glass plate that was less than a meter long.

    "Glass, isn''t it?

    "It''s glass."

    But I can''t say it''s completely transparent. The cloudy surface was like ice with air inside. The cloudiness is still in the rays.

    Although it is quite a luxury item when it comes to glass of this size, its transparency is still when it comes to the best selling of glass.

    Even if it''s cloudy enough to overlook it if it''s a weapon, it''s not a story if it''s a glass plate.

    The representatives of Hardenturm, although surprised at first, now have a subtle look on their face.

    "Hundreds of newspapers are only at first sight. But not everything can be seen."

    Without wishing to react like that, Chief Miranda threw one piece of glass on the floor - naturally, stone made - unconstructively when he removed it from the top.

    The glass plate smashed to pieces, and the crushing noise rang - there was no such thing.

    "Ah."

    "Ooh."

    Regina''s feminine, tall screams and Yona''s loose reaction.

    "Oh, this is amazing."

    Whether it''s glass or crystal, it can''t be shattered by the way it''s handled right now.

    But there was not one scratch on the thin sheet of glass iron.

    Valtrude was the only one who had a hard reaction. Other faces round their eyes and mouths to unexpected results. Yut looked like he had confirmed the results of the experiment because he knew it beforehand.

    This isn''t even a prototype yet.

    "So you think there''s room for improvement?

    "Mm-hmm. I was hoping there was still room for improvement in processing methods, abrasives, and polishing methods."

    Bold iron that it has the properties of iron and crystal combined.

    Thus, by cast-dissolving and stretching thinly, glass plates with iron ruggedness can be produced.

    It''s easy to put it in words, but the ore of that nature itself is analogous in the first place because of Yut''s common sense, and I lose my mind in the Dwarves'' technology that processed it in just a few months.

    "Exactly fantasy."

    "Yut''s fantasy has begun again"

    "Come on, this is the culture gap you can''t cross"

    In fact, instead of culture, the world is different.

    "Whoa, yeah. What''s going on with the other experiment?

    "It''s going well. Even if they say it''s too good to be the other way around, I''m in trouble too."

    Regina and the representatives of Hardenturm shine their eyes in anticipation of what is still there.

    "Yut, you''ve been planting a lot of things."

    "Well. After that, look at the finish."

    Now I roll Valtrude into smoke with dialogue turns like I wouldn''t even say in a time play. But Yut suddenly worried that Jonah and Val might have a bad idea.

    The next one brought in was a 15 cm square crate.

    "Already, it hasn''t been like this for almost two months."

    When the chief opens the lid, the blurry light leaks out.

    Even then, the air of surprise fills the great hall, but it did not go hand in hand with it and solemnly took one glass ball out of the box.

    "How bright"

    Needless to say, one of the merchants spoke for me. But the Reginas can''t afford to thank you for that.

    A glass ball the size of a child''s clenching fist.

    The light sphere sealed in it had a bright illumination of about 5 meters around it.

    "Yut. Is this, is this magic?

    "Yeah, but it''s just Light Fire."

    The Light Fire is only a primary spell, not even included in the first staircase.

    Can also be used by apprentice magicians. Rather than that, it''s the first spell many magicians practice.

    For the catalyst, a small amount of a kind of hikari native to the cave.

    Duration varies from user to user, but 10 minutes at most for apprenticeships. Like three hours in Yut?

    "Wait, you think it stays that way for nearly two months, as if that''s the Light Fire?

    Valtrude is also a Cathedral Knight, but has basic spell-like knowledge of Light Fire. And the merchants know what Valtrude knows, too.

    With one extremely simple spell, a treasure ball that will continue to shine light for months. Plus, it''s probably less expensive.

    I will have to wear a thick cloth during the day if I put it in a shuttered lantern because it keeps emitting constant light, but that stuff isn''t even a downside.

    "We have a lot of connections, whatever it takes."

    "But if you''re not sure how much it is to keep, isn''t it hard to sell?

    "How about in the form of a loan, not a sale? If it expires, you just have to replace it. That could lead to new business deals."

    "That''s a plan."

    "Actually, I have a plan to install this on the streets like a burning fire..."

    It was exuberant, the merchants turn to Yut at the same time. I''m a little scared because I''m too impatient.

    "Is that a story in Falve? Aren''t you going to install it in Hardentrum?

    "Well, chasing"

    Too powerful, they took a mild word for it. If there are lights even at night, crime will be reduced. So, it''s not like I''m having trouble getting my words taken.

    "But it''s still glowing during the day, isn''t it? What are you gonna do?

    Yut replied briefly to Yona overhead who said it was too inconvenient.

    "Of course. You hire people. It''s a simple job to open and close the lantern shutters in the morning and evening."

    If it''s as Yut planned, I''ll install it like a street light, so I''ll have to climb the ladder, and there''s a lot of them. It wouldn''t be as easy a job as I''d say.

    "I see. So we''re going to have another job. With employment, consumption occurs, with gold turned, the economy is revitalized, income and tax revenues are increased"

    "Exactly. Val, you''ve grown..."

    "I don''t feel praised, but, well, it''s not bad."

    Forget most of the obedience.

    The merchants, who were shown the various possibilities of bold iron, stood in colour.

    Negotiations with the Dwarves. The Yuts, a compromise with the lords. Establishment of sales routes. Product development.

    There is as much to be done.

    Dwarves are inquisitive of the city''s survival and rewarding materials by merchants who are more pigmented by a new sense of commerce than profit itself.

    (Good thing I seem to manage)

    When shall I show off my other plan?

    It was a relieving yuut for now, with an even more surprising dialogue in my chest once everyone found out.

 24 3. Carriage Railway Concept

    "Sorry for taking the trouble to get you together"

    With polite but unreadable Yuut greetings, Mainz''s business meeting and evening department began.

    The fact that the air is unreadable means that we do not take into account the uncomfortable feeling of being grubbed despite our position above ourselves and the alarm of what will be said this time.

    That was the same for Chief Miranda, who differed from the councillors of Hardenturm, and even Regina, who was quite fond of Yut.

    Even though it is said that we are approaching the limit with a presentation of bold iron that took place during the day.

    This time, the quarters reserved for guests to stay in Mainz.

    Gathered in its dining room were five councillors in Hardenturm and several representatives of Miranda chiefs and craftsmen from Mainz.

    On the other hand, the lord side is one yut.

    Jonah is already asleep because of the late hour. I have no choice. It is the child''s job to sleep. Valtroude also chooses to drink with the other Dwarves in the example chief''s hall. I mean, I''m at work.

    "So, what''s the story?

    "Well, is it a proposal for a new business or a consultation? It''s like that."

    Glass iron (crystal iron) sealed with "Light Fire" illuminates the area. Just one thing, but it has enough light if only around the table where the yuts sit.

    Besides, there were some troubling circumstances to make it less bright.

    "First, look at this"

    Rip off the spell document for five pages and activate the Fifth Staircase''s theoretical spell, The Complete Phantom (Mirage Fact), which was also used when the village chiefs were collected in the Falve.

    Video of everyone gathered and deployed on the table.

    "Carriage...... is it?

    It was, as someone snapped, a two-headed carriage. However, unlike the carriages commonly found in this world, passenger cars were equipped with iron wheels.

    And running on the tracks.

    It hasn''t even made a sound, but the video based on Yut''s memory, together, is shockingly speechless.

    "This is one of the means of transport that used to be called the carriage railroad in my world."

    "Carriage Railroad......"

    Yut begins his explanation as he leans his spirit towards maintaining the Complete Phantom.

    The translation seemed to work well for me, and there was no point in the word not getting through. However, the railway would not be through.

    "Well, think of this track as acting like a colo to carry fast and more comfortably"

    A carriage railway is a railroad powered by horses that were used in part until steam locomotives became popular in Japan.

    It had its advantages, but it can''t beat a steam locomotive and it''s obsolete.

    Yut would never have known if he hadn''t stopped at a pioneering tourist facility when he went on a school trip to Hokkaido.

    But as long as you know, later it''s possible to find out more with pluralism.

    "The speed, right...... Double the speed people walk out. Depending on the horse''s power, humans would be able to carry 30 people on two stands. And by using this track, you also shake less than a regular carriage"

    Overall, the speed is unchanged compared to the carriage, but the load and comfort are above.

    Of course, horses, not steam, have bio-specific problems such as bait and water because of their power, but that doesn''t replace the current carriage either.

    "Even so, I''m not going to lay it on the street all of a sudden. For starters, I''m wondering if it''s available over the mountains of Hardenturm, what do you say?

    "Is it over the mountain..."

    Yut and the others moved in the Moments of Travel (Teleport), so no problems arose, but the land side of Hardenturm is a steep mountain road.

    Loads landed in Hardenturm cannot be shipped anywhere unless they pass this mountain path.

    As a defense, it''s good, and I thought Yut was like a cut through Kamakura, but as a commercial city, it can only be negative.

    "Sure, if that mountain crossing gets easier, you''ll be delighted"

    To Regina''s reaction, a relieved yuut. The other councillors generally seemed to agree with Regina.

    "So we''ll have the cost, so I''d like you to prototype the tracks and freight cars? Also, the pillow wood can prevent corrosion with the tar that came out when purifying the cokes, so its processing goes with it."

    When Yut asked Chief Miranda, however, she looked sinister.

    "Does that have to be a horse?

    Talk about the steam engine, will it make sense?

    The next moment he thought so, Yut understood what Chief Miranda was trying to say.

    "Oh, a trolley"

    Trolley was also active in films featuring some of the world''s most famous archaeologists. Of course, the Dwarves want to use it to transport ore in the mines.

    "Depending on the size, it will also be possible to carry by hand or by pulling the rope. Well, it''s limited to short distances."

    Dwarves looked at each other in the words, and the merchants clouded their expressions.

    I know how you feel, but I have trouble getting the most hand wrangling here.

    "In the meantime, let''s do a railroad experiment at the mine in Mainz. With that in mind, I''m also going to lay it in Hardenturm."

    "It''s not a reasonable place."

    "Right..."

    With Yut''s mediation, he managed to close the place.

    "But this track and this one doesn''t seem like it would be better to make it out of casting, but how strong it would take..."

    "Length too, how far can you make it? And we have to figure out how long it''s best."

    "Right. But pillowcases and shit don''t matter either. That should support the weight of the tracks and carriages."

    "We need to design wheels and carriages to fit the width of the tracks."

    The Dwarves start a raucous discussion as they point to the phantoms created by Yut.

    Both Yut and the merchants had no choice but to laugh bitterly at this.

    But it looks like the Dwarves. When Yut first came to this city, the gloom seemed to lie, and naturally, the bitter smile turned into a smile.

    "So, Master Amaxa. The truth is, what are you going to do with this carriage railroad?

    "Feasibility is still a subtlety..."

    That''s right. After he prefaced, Yut spoke of the abdominal proposal.

    "I want to connect Mainz with Falv, Falv with Hardenturm by carriage rail to activate the logistics. In the future, I''d like to connect to Falve and the surrounding villages."

    This world where bandits and monsters travel. Naturally, we have to pay attention to safety measures, but if we can clear that up, it should be a breakthrough means of transport.

    "Specifically, I want to create a carriage railroad caravan"

    The pedestrian tours the commercial route by carriage.

    But if, in polar terms, there is even an exchange of things and gold, the business is concluded. What Yut is trying to do is take delivery by carriage railroad.

    Large freight and passenger cars. A convoy carriage convoy consisting of escorts will then be prepared and the staff of the carriage railway will exchange goods and charges on their behalf. If possible, just the exchange of slips would be fine.

    It will be difficult to determine the number and size of copies according to demand, but in time we also expect to be able to balance supply and demand with nature.

    "- That''s still a story ahead of us. For starters, I guess the heavy iron shipment comes first."

    That was the closing yuut, but I don''t even notice the silent enthusiasm of the merchants.

    Both Regina and the other merchants imagined the landscape Yut portrayed and were once again shivering at the possibility that the monster of commerce he himself would carry out.

 25 4. Dating on inspection

    "Experimental results might be superior."

    The day after I finished my business meeting in Mainz and went back to Falve. In Yut''s office were all four: Valtrude, Arsia, Jonah and Yut.

    As always, a landscaped room with only about a large mirror and no conditioning. But just the glamour of the former adventurers gathered, there''s not much to make up for it. Except Yut, the lord of the room.

    "Sure, sounds like you always did"

    Yut crushes as he checks the reports and the processing cases while Yut was away. Leaning on the back of the couch, he was sloppy.

    "Thanks to Mr. Claude."

    "Yeah. If we don''t have a new business, I''ll take care of it."

    "But isn''t that normal?

    To such a yuut, Jonah, lying on the couch with her head on Arcia''s lap, asks in a more sloppy outfit.

    Being dysfunctional just because one person is missing is wrong as an organization.

    I don''t know how conscious Jonah is, but it was a childish, unhesitant word.

    "It''s an experiment because it wasn''t obvious."

    "I don''t have a choice."

    "Nah."

    Hitting the proper correlation, Yut caught a glimpse of Valtrude sitting next to him.

    "Maybe I don''t need it in this territory..."

    ... Let''s just say we didn''t see it.

    That''s why Yut gestures and demands relief from Alcia like he did in his adventurous days.

    "I''m a priest, so I won''t lie to you."

    "That''s the cruelest thing, isn''t it?

    "That''s a good opportunity, Val and Yut. Why don''t you come around the realm?

    The two look surprised by the suggestion they feel abruptly.

    "Shouldn''t Arcia be there this time she left a message?

    "Nothing, you don''t have to worry about the order. Instead, once the temple is complete, Val will be able to vacate Falve."

    "Unless it''s official business, well, yeah..."

    I realize what Arcia is trying to say, and I''m convinced, Yuut. But at a time when I think I''m with you is a foot replacement, I don''t know.

    "Arcia......"

    "What''s up?

    Valtrude, on the other hand, realizing Arcia''s sincerity, had a truly complex look on his face when he was burned with shame, gratitude and extra care.

    "No, I wonder if Hardenturm''s port work would be completed this time. Finally, it might be a good idea to take a look at the village"

    Pretending not to notice that Nori is like a teacher home visit, Yut begins to plan appropriately.

    "As, well. If Yut says so much, inspection isn''t a bad idea. Yeah. It''s my job."

    "If you say so much, cut it short"

    "No, no, no. Wait, wait. I didn''t say it that way... did I?

    "Why Doubtful Shapes"

    Alcia is relieved to see how those two are doing and wonder if we''ve decided to talk.

    Meanwhile, Jonah...

    "In Yut''s world, they say," Explode the rear charge, "right?

    He was lightly poked in the head by Arcia.

    A few days after that.

    Yut and Valtrude, who attended the completion ceremony in Hardenturm, which began in the morning, were also there at the ceremony, coming to the village of Kaye.

    I wasn''t dissatisfied with the port construction.

    Port construction, which became the first utility in Count Istas territory, had given Yut the pleasure of being questioned for sanity: "Finally, the money is down¡­".

    "I guess it''s just Yut in this Brewers too, like less money and happiness"

    "With gold alone, the territory doesn''t grow."

    I felt the argument was uneven, but neither of us cared. I''m not even willing to have a full-fledged argument, naturally.

    The village of Kaye, which came in Moment Mobility (Teleport), was a typical rural area in the Rotosilt kingdom.

    Now that we are both dressed in plain clothes, we will not draw the attention of the villagers in vain.

    What Valtrude wears is a brown skirt in an adorable piece made of cotton like the one worn by her town daughter.

    Yut, too, is not the usual robe or uniform, but a plain tunic with trousers and outfits that don''t even look like travellers in the distance.

    A short distance from the entrance to the village, the two move down the road like friendly lovers beside them.

    Winter wheat was in its germinating season in fields that spread outside the village, and the villagers seemed to be busy encouraging farming. Women seem to have a higher ratio.

    The size of the village of Kaye is not so great. Is the population more than five hundred?

    "I don''t know, don''t remind me of the village of Ozric"

    Yut remembers the home of Valtrude and Arsia, which he had made Negijo for some time after transferring from Earth.

    I had no other intention there, but the cathedral knight beside me pointed his lips uncommonly and unpleasantly.

    "The village of Ozric is not such a despicable place. There are magic pharmacies in castles and watermill huts. I don''t want you to come with me."

    "That''s the point I''m proud of..."

    Either way, it must be despicable from Yut. If it exists on Earth, it''s a World Heritage Class.

    "I mean, you can''t let a lord say that,"

    "Hmm. Right. It was my fault."

    Valtrude reflects that local love has gone too far.

    Besides, there''s no such thing as a fine defense facility in Ozlic Village.

    At the end of her gaze, the moat is empty in a dirt base that encloses the village''s inhabited area. There was a stone wall behind it.

    Both were created by Yut with a spell.

    The moat is about 60 cm deep, although I couldn''t enclose it to the field exactly. There is no depth, but there are considerable high and low differences when the earth bases are combined as well. Furthermore, the bottom was dug into the V-shape rather than flat, making passage difficult.

    This earth base and open moat were created in just a few hours using the same "Earth Ringing (Move Earth)" spell that zoned Falve.

    The stone walls similarly encircle the Stone Wall spell over and over again. Though it is only less than two meters tall because of its emphasis on length, it is nearly 30 centimeters thick and is well equipped if the goblins are evil subhuman or dangerous wildlife opponents.

    "I think, wasn''t this a little too much?

    "Really? I still don''t have enough subtleties."

    "Sorcerers really like spells that make walls. Actually, were you a wall maker?

    Yut makes the same equipment in other villages. It''s a mind-boggling thought for that contribution.

    Valtrude, who is so grateful, would have just doubted his sanity if he had told Falve that he was going to build a castle wall with the same "Stone Wall" spell.

    The two went through a wooden bridge that crossed the moat and into the village of Kaye. Naturally, there are no gatekeepers now, and the gates are open.

    From the square a little further away, the adults can be heard. Something seemed to be gathering to do.

    "This is Kaiye Village."

    "Hmm? You know what?

    "Never mind. I just wanted to say."

    Unwilling to explain a story that could only lead to some parts of the planet, Yut ran over to the villagers he had noticed with Valtrude on the spot.

    There are just some kids inside the wall who were even playing cool.

    It''s not like I don''t want Valtroude to get anywhere near my children. However, although Yut could have managed to restore calm, it is suddenly dangerous to expose her beauty to the unexcused public. Especially for human opponents.

    "Could you please message the village chief, Mr. Rosius, that Yut Amaxa has come to visit?

    Do not listen to the person''s reply and let them grip the copper coin for the number of people.

    Euto Amaxa.

    "Weird name."

    "Don''t keep it to yourself, share it with everyone properly!

    Kids who run along well.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    In the meantime, there''s one girl staring at this one.

    "What''s the matter with you?

    With a gentle voice and expression, Valtrude listens as he falls back. Yut was secretly bored by the trick of matching his gaze to that of a child, but they didn''t seem to notice.

    "Hey, what''s up, hiccup?

    "What?"

    Surprisingly, Valtrude is rarely hit with straightforward praise. Mostly it''s circulating as a social dictionary. Yeah, sometimes I''m unconscious about my beauty, and when I was attacked, I was weak.

    To her like that, Yut puts a follow up.

    "Valtrude is such a beauty, you want to say she looks like a princess."

    "Don''t be silly"

    The illuminating Valtrude is also the cutest in the world.

    "Val kid is cute"

    "Yut..."

    Looks like he was in his voice.

    "Bye, Ohime!

    The girl, who tears up the hero who saved the world, never thinks she accomplished such a feat, runs away after her friends who ran away first.

    Later, there''s a pair of men and women with a sweet and sour vibe.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    I hesitate to get the word out and spend a few minutes at home.

    In the sight of the two, an old man came running over trying to roll over. Looks like an athlete fluttered into a station relay, dangerous.

    "Should I get closer to this one?

    "... let''s stop it. I''d love to, but it could trigger an accident."

    While they feel reassured and spared that they have finally returned to the usual atmosphere, the two await the arrival of the village chief on this occasion.

    Kofi for such consideration, the village chief managed to get to the two of them without falling.

    "Sorry for the sudden visit. Thanks for your patience. I wanted to see what happened to the village."

    "Ew. And Deng but Hiu, ha-"

    "Take it easy, thanks for your patience"

    Exactly, I can''t let an old man with gray hair be any more impotent.

    I let him breathe first, and he went to the village square without a hard greeting.

    In order to calm the village chief down, Yut asks him if there are any fertility conditions or problems with the wheat.

    "You''re doing better with the fabrication. It wasn''t too cold, so it''s sprouting properly."

    "That''s good"

    "So what about the vigilante? Didn''t I force you to?

    "No, you can lend me your gear. And there''s no need for dissatisfaction until tax exemption."

    To the frank words of the village chief, both Valtrude and Yut bowed their breasts.

    "Well, those are the young men. You''re weak for weapons and battles."

    Unexpectedly, Yut smiles bitterly.

    A swordplay with umbrellas and mops is the sagging of elementary school students. We don''t do it together, but it would be essentially the same.

    "I''m still straining myself."

    "Oh......"

    What was heard in the village was the voice of training.

    Now it seemed to be just sword training, and the villagers gathered were encouraging the sword bare with the voice of temper.

    Villagers with no combat experience. Furthermore, spears and bows seem more important if the emphasis is on not causing harm.

    I left the training to the former adventurers who sent me to the villages, should I reconsider?

    Before I uttered those words, Valtrude snapped.

    "Hmm. First of all, are you going to do it all from the ground up"

    "That''s just great. That''s what my son said."

    "What do you mean?

    "I guess he''s trying to make it out of his basic health without letting him have a weapon or something"

    "But you''re waving your sword."

    ''Cause every day, you don''t keep on running in arms.''

    So is football.

    I know running is important. I know very well, but I still want to touch the ball. Game format would be great.

    "You wanted to try how much it was."

    "Will Val leave and be an archdeacon, that?

    "Grunt..."

    "Well, blindfolded and somewhat of a battle if the opponent leads to five...?

    "That''s the place. Of course, I''m a bareback."

    "That''s already, it can''t be called archaeology..."

    Since the village chief seems to be in trouble, Yut tried to change the story a little.

    "Then why don''t we meet representatives from each village about once a year for a sword fight? Give the winner the right to fight Valtrude as an exemplary match"

    "That could be exciting..."

    "The venue is a year-by-year carry around, and would you be happy to make it look like a festival?

    In Yut''s head, the thought takes shape. Imagine a town rivalry.

    "I hope you''re incandescent in the dark and don''t take care of it..."

    "Alcia, if you ask your sister to wait, there''s no problem"

    "So is that."

    At any major tournament, the Ninth Staircase resuscitation spell is not backed up by the use of divine spells.

    All this was an out of common sense plan, but I can''t point out one person to arrive at the village chief''s house.

    It was Marian, a red-haired sorceress dressed in a relaxed outfit, who welcomed me. It does not bitter my stomach, which has begun to stand out, but welcomes the yuts and my stepfather, herbal tea, etc.

    "Sorry to push you so suddenly"

    "Never mind. It''s more distracting if you move a little bit."

    Speaking of classics, have a classic interaction and move to a table placed in front of the fireplace.

    Even when it comes to the village chief''s house, it doesn''t mean it''s a luxurious house, of course. Compared to other residents'' houses, there is plenty of room for spacing, but this comes from practical requests, such as to use it for a little gathering or to accommodate visitors from outside.

    There was little conditioning, and a gap breeze was felt.

    Yuut carves into his heart that this is the "average" of the Brewers. I think we need to make this a little better.

    We all spoke of herbal tea, from which the conversation continued soothingly.

    Yut will ask the village chief in detail about yields, means of cash income, fertilizers, etc. It was intended to gather information in other villages as well and to propose improvements, if possible, based on the knowledge examined in a pluralistic manner.

    Then there are also stories of penetration, such as whether it is possible to maintain it in the village if you buy livestock such as horses and cattle. As regards horses in particular, they must be secured as soon as possible if carriage railways are to be deployed.

    Valtrude asked questions about the security of the surrounding area, the kind of bandits and goblins.

    Needless to say, nothing has happened since the Valtrudes destroyed the Book of Nothingness. The village chief is pleased that the monster has barely been seen.

    Valtrude was relieved to hear that, too, but Yut had his hands on his chin to think about it for some reason.

    Why react like that to good news and good information?

    The moment I tried to ask that, a palm-sized card suddenly popped up before Yut.

    The village chief gives a surprise look, but exceptions on this occasion. Both the sorcerer Marian and Valtrude were familiar spells.

    "Hmm? From Alcia?"

    Yuut turns his gaze to the card delivered by the Theoretical Spell of Message. What I didn''t send to Valtrude is simply a matter of reading and writing.

    Though the magic god Truss-Sink, it cannot give all believers the power to exercise both the rational and the divine spells.

    But it is possible to activate it if it is a scroll or magic wand where spells are already stored.

    "Sejour told me you used it."

    "From Wang Du?

    To Valtrude, who waited to finish reading like an obedient breeder, Yut explains the contents.

    "Oh. It''s an invitation from Prince Alsace. Would you like to join us for a meal?"

    "If that''s all, why bother setting up a messenger?

    "I guess there''s a lot to talk about..."

    All I can do this time is open my mouth and watch Marian, of weight, open his eyes on the two people who consult, who may also be guilty of disrespect by interpretation.

    Speaking of which, it was they who rescued Prince Alsace, who had been missing for twenty years.

    Now he was reminded of the fact that the two men in front of him were great heroes.

 26 5. In Wangdu

    The sharp sound of steel meeting sucks into the blue sky of Sejour, the king''s capital, and disappears.

    "Huh."

    "Yah."

    Instantly launched, deadly attack.

    Aim for the steeple. Alternatively, a blade that is swayed after reading many hands ahead to get the blade to the steep point.

    But it never responds.

    The offense switches vertiginously, as if it were a pre-arranged killing squad.

    Feint due to gaze or foot twitching.

    A blow that pierces the defense with force.

    Running by skill.

    The simulated battle by Valtrude and Prince Alsace, which is taking place by renting out the Kingsguard training ground, was 10 minutes past the start, increasing the degree of incandescent heat.

    Each other, we don''t wear regular armor.

    Only leather armor is equipped that easily protects the steeple instead of inhibiting behavior. Now, they both used the Love Sword Demon (Divine) Divine Sword (Subjugator) and the Demon Sword Traitor for their weapons.

    The power of the Demon Sword, which destroyed the Spirit Prince of Fire, need not be explained, but the Demon Sword Traiter was also considered a national treasure of the Rotosilt Kingdom (Magic Item).

    There is no shortage in meeting with the Devil''s Sword.

    For once, Valtrude is equipped with a large shield, but it is only a wooden shield that Kingsguard uses for training, and Traiter does not use a shield that leads to Prince Alsace because of his two-handed sword.

    From Yut''s point of view, I''d like to tell you to at least use your weapon as a mock knife, but, well, it''s a match between two masters. I was forced to convince him that rare things would not happen.

    In the worst case scenario, I can also say that I would have to delude myself if I could manage with Alcia on Momentum Travel (Teleport).

    If those two wave, even a training simulator won''t make a big difference.

    Without that worry, the struggle between the two of us (I don''t want to call it training) was well worth it.

    For those unfamiliar with direct rough events, there are openings to actual power, but in pure combat power without magic, there are also 50 yuts with Valtrude as 100. No, I''m going to have about 20.

    Even such a yut is a level where you can hardly understand what the two of you are doing.

    Also, Valtrude''s beauty is natural, and Prince Alsace is also a beautiful white boy.

    Her cheeks are exhilarating and her shiny, golden hair shines in the sun, causing unexpected sighs even from the same sex.

    By the best swordsman in the kingdom of Rotosilt, there was no doubt that it was the most beautiful.

    (It would be a waste for just the two of us to visit that...)

    While I think so, I steal a look at the girl I watch with beside me.

    Girl. Yes, a girl.

    At least it only looks like a girl, and it doesn''t mean it has elf blood in it.

    Eudit Malemias.

    As the son of the Marquis Marquis Marquis and fianc¨¦e of Prince Alsace, she was also Yut''s most vigilant woman in this Rotosilt kingdom.

    Wavy honey blondes like sugar candy are like dolls. But a smile as warm as a hives gives an image opposite the doll-like lack of vibrancy.

    Is it slightly younger than Yut or Valtrude? The luxurious figure and young face in a narrow space feathering from a girl to an adult woman stimulates a man''s desire for asylum.

    Prince Alsace could be described as a prince and princess who looked good as if they were out of a picture book.

    There are many reasons to be wary of her like that, but would you be convinced if I gave her - the fact that Eudit Malemias is his fianc¨¦e of the same age as Prince Alsace?

    That''s right.

    With Prince Alsace, who hasn''t been petrified in nearly twenty years.

    Eudit Malemias just loves and continues to love Alsace Rotosilt all the way. I knew he was loved by Prince Alsace, and I was familiar with his character.

    Therefore, in whatever appearance he returned, she stopped growing, not feeling any traction from each other.

    It''s not something that people can do with their will, but the fact is, she stopped getting old. At least, on the outside.

    With spells and magic drugs (potions), and ignoring the side effects, it''s not impossible, but it was obvious from the fuss of the Marquis family at the time when we got the facts.

    Did you fear such a daughter? Or did you feel pity for your daughter who keeps waiting for the dead? Sensing the move to have Eudit daughter-in-law to another house, or she took over the Marquis Marquis family.

    The method has not been communicated externally. To Yut, I didn''t know, and I didn''t dare to want to know.

    The superficial Lord is her grandfather, who exceeds 80. But even civilians know that''s not true and equals, if it''s a little circumstantial.

    Furthermore, he summoned the power of the Marquis Marquis family and crushed all moves to abolish Prince Alsace.

    This maiden whose garden suits - for love''s sake.

    It''s abnormal.

    Unusual, but as a result of her long search for Prince Alsace, who became her client and gathered a wide range of adventurers, we cannot ignore the feat that the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) brought some order to the present Count of Istas territory, which boasted a hidden force.

    In the end, Yut stays (mostly) on guard because he acknowledges Yudit''s love for Prince Alsace. Because it was none other than ourselves who rescued Prince Alsace.

    But I don''t even trust Valtroude, an extinct beauty, as much as I don''t think Eudit is jealous.

    I mean, you know...

    (I don''t want to get involved with Yandere)

    I''m done with this.

    A high metal noise rang at the moment, and Yut''s consciousness was drawn back to the two men on the squad field.

    The two of them just keep their faces close together, playing the impending. I won''t pull either step.

    Should I honor the strength of Prince Alsace, who has just recovered from petrification, or should I be flattered by Valtrude, who is a woman but can properly meet with a rare swordsman?

    But the more trivial such a question seems, the two swordsmen look beautiful. Without feeling jealous, I had to think so.

    I just sigh.

    Keep it up, for a while.

    There was no signal or anything, and the two abruptly left.

    And keep your head down as you put the blade back into the sheath.

    Looks like it''s over.

    Is it breathing that only a master can understand, or was there any other reason? I can''t possibly understand Yut, but I bow my chest down saying it''s good to be safe.

    At the same time, Eudit was running towards Prince Alsace. Running over with a towel, it also looks like a thankful senior and a female manager.

    The way I bake my care for it was a really smiling sight, but I don''t care if that favor turns and I get fangs over here.

    I''m glad I ended up in the draw, and thank God I''m lucky now.

    "Good luck"

    "Oh......"

    Filled her satisfied face with the colour of fatigue, and still with a firm foothold, Valtrude returned to Yut.

    Yut will just as well hang a towel on Valtrude''s head and hand him a water bag.

    "Mmm? That''s sweet."

    "Oh, it''s good after exercise, right?

    What was in the water bag was not just water, but Yut''s own sports drink.

    Even so, I just mixed salt, honey and lemon squeeze juice in the water. Compared to the sober drinks we had on Earth, Valtrude seemed to like it.

    "Pretty tasty"

    "That was good. Sports drinks are better for you than just drinking water."

    "A sports drink? It''s a drink from Yut''s hometown, right? Anyway, good for you is good for you."

    Unable to resist praise from the straight front, Yut takes his gaze off and scratches his head. Neither elements nor the sweetness and sourness of youth exist that should be illuminated by the content of the conversation, but that smile is irregular......

    "Well, after this, it''s a luncheon at the invitation of His Royal Highness Alsace, My Count"

    Return of interest is the tone of the eight ingredients, and communicates the schedule after this.

    "I know you do. I''m just wearing a dress..."

    In Yut''s tone, Valtrude takes a far-sighted look at the dress he wears at the luncheon by mistake.

    From her, who was formerly just a village daughter, it was nothing but a hassle to dress up and dine with a prince.

    "And then His Excellency the Count stops. Looks like they''re making fun of me."

    "Okay, Val."

    "Mmmm...... It''s still better that way, but..."

    "For now, let''s go. I''m not ready, but Val''s got a lot of water bathing to do, right?

    "After all, you''re going back there."

    There''s no way you can show an overtly unpleasant face in a place where the organizers are.

    While trying not to show the inside (of us) of his heart, Valtrude followed the squad field first.

 27 6. Luncheon

    A clean beauty steps into a small room about 10 meters in all directions.

    It was one of the dining rooms in the Royal Palace for royalty to use for private dining. This time, I use it for luncheon.

    The walls of pure white are hung with portraits of historical kings, and the magical light distributed everywhere lights the whole room pale and elegant.

    A rectangular dinner table placed in the centre of the room was topped with a silk tablecloth on which numerous silver dishes were already available.

    Luxurious, rugged, beautiful sights.

    But in front of Valtrude, everything becomes sumptuous.

    The girl, dressed gracefully in a sapphire blue long dress, looked rather more adult than usual with thin makeup.

    In addition to its usual glowing beauty, Valtrude can even feel a hint of colour in the light of pale magic.

    Meanwhile, Yut, his usual robe was undressed and he was coming to luncheon with a stuffed collar uniform. Sure, there won''t be two costumes in this Brewers, but pushing it through as a courtesy seems improbable.

    He is reopening because he is a student.

    "Earlier, it was quite fun"

    "Hi, I''ve been feeling dull lately."

    "I can''t lose this, either."

    Prince Alsace, who welcomed Valtrude in his seat, laughed casually and recommended his seat to his guests.

    Wearing a satin doublet and smiling softly, he is exactly like a picturesque prince.

    We both sat back slowly, waiting for our squire to pull the stool. Courtesy around here has already been acquired because I had several invitations to places like this before I was awarded the title.

    "The dress suits you very well."

    Like a lady''s sample, Eudit greets carefully and deeply.

    Until this point, it was a facial rash that we met together earlier at the squad yard, but there was one new person.

    "Long time no see."

    Dieter Shakel, Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    A magnificent man with all his hair behind him and a stern face. Rather than politicians and bureaucrats, knights. No, you look like a soldier.

    It should be beyond confusion, but your body is tight and your eyes sharp. However, he seemed to avoid looking directly at Valtrude.

    It will have to stop. If we don''t, we can''t talk properly.

    Yut and Valtrude, who had not been informed of their seats, showed confusion, but exchanged greetings without difficulty and did not hit badly.

    On the surface it had a soothing atmosphere and the meeting began.

    "Is Claude useful?

    Not even knowing such Yut''s vigilance, Prince Alsace, with his wine glass in one hand, asks like a public tale.

    "I can''t let go anymore."

    The question was answered by Yut, the prime party.

    It is unacceptable, such as Yut responding, who would otherwise be nothing more than a servant of Valtrude, except Yut, the Great Mage.

    In the meantime, grilled quiche or seafood with cheese. In addition, it will be arranged on the tabletop up to stewed beef wine and dessert peach compotes.

    The Brewers do not yet have the concept of course cooking. That''s why the food is being brought in more and more first.

    "Even today, without Claude, we wouldn''t have been here."

    "Good morning, Master Alsace."

    "Oh, I''m relieved too. I hear the development of the realm is going well."

    He was the prince who smiled at his fianc¨¦e''s words, but quickly clouds the look on his face.

    "But that''s a thought, too. Hey, there''s gonna be a cross spear in there."

    "Horizontal spear...... is it?

    Stop the hand of the meal and Yut listens back.

    "Oh. Until the realm stabilized. I was planning to exempt myself, and there''s talk of imposing military roles."

    In the Kingdom of Rotosilt no taxes are levied on the nobles. Of course, if you are doing business as a side business, that is not the case.

    Instead, it''s the military.

    In the Rotosilt kingdom, which is at war with the Verga Empire across the northern tower wall, it has become an important duty of the nobility.

    Naturally, too.

    The defeat to the Verga Empire, where the sub-god Verga, a mixture of demon kings and men, holds absolute power as emperor and is spiked with sub-races with evil ministers, starting with goblins and orgasms, can only be more painful than death or death.

    "To those of us who don''t even exist a ministerial corps, military service, etc. I don''t think it''s sane."

    "That''s how much I know about women, too. What are you going to do?

    Leaving aside Eudit''s words, Eudit confirmed to Prince Alsace.

    "Is that money?

    "Sounds like that..."

    Prince Alsace discards in a grumpy manner. It was unusual for a prince like this, who came out of a picture book.

    Everybody stop eating and focus on talking.

    First, Yut glanced at the Chancellor, Dieter Shakel, who is present. What does the Prime Minister, the head of the national government, think?

    "Even when it comes to the Chancellor, he only has the same power as his son-in-law."

    In a tone that would be good to say is disgusting, Dieter Shakel mocks herself.

    I''m not looking down at Valtrude. I guess this is his vegetable because it is a statement in the presence of Prince Alsace as well.

    "Is the thrust from the aristocracy that big?

    "Though it''s not uncommon, the boardstick so far..."

    The Count Istas are in the military - they can''t get out, so they pay the money instead. If we do that, we''ll be desperate because we''ll be less burdened.

    In common sense, rebellion is imperative if we are to put military service or something like that on a new territory under development. Moreover, the kingdom must receive that objection. It''s the kingdom that collects taxes.

    There was also a push from several chambers of commerce that missed the right to development in Count Istas territory while being distracted by the demand for reconstruction in the Wang capital.

    There are certain deals via the Chamber of Commerce in Hardenturm, but there is dissatisfaction with indirect involvement.

    Poor lottery makes the Chancellor want to hold his head.

    I didn''t sympathize with that, but Yut agreed without incident.

    "Regarding that, I am prepared to respond"

    Everyone and he - even Eudit - pay unexpected attention to Yut.

    The only exception is Valtrude.

    Of course, because I was consulting beforehand...... not. If you mean you can yut, you must be. I just believe it.

    "Worth 20,000 gold coins a year. However, in the storage."

    "Hmm..."

    "So, won''t it go beyond tax revenues?

    Eudit stumbles and asks, but Eudit flirted lightly.

    "Well, I''d really like to take it next year."

    "What does storage mean?

    At an unexpected pace, Prince Alsace speaks out his doubts.

    Perhaps, but Prince Alsace should not be involved in this matter. It''s awkward to be seen putting it on one of your shoulders. However, Valtroude was summoned in the name of training the sword in order to deliver it in peace. Maybe there was a request from the Prime Minister.

    At least that''s what Yut understands, and he wasn''t even corrected for that by the other side.

    "I make magic equipment (magic items) and I''ll give it to you. So, it''s pretty good."

    "I see..."

    Dieter Shakel leaks a whine.

    In his head, the Abacus was played with fierce momentum.

    It is best to be paid in cash now that we also lack a budget for the restoration of Wang Du. But as a second best friend, the suggestion from Yut is not bad.

    As a reward, as a substantial strength enhancement, magic equipment is essential. Besides, you can assume that the failure to specify a type means that you will be able to hear the request here to some extent.

    And the Yuts have their benefits, too.

    Magic fixtures are expensive, but the actual cost is about half of the actual selling price.

    At the very least, it is not abusive because the labor costs of magic users in the Warrotsk class have been held for more than a dozen days, and it is not a fair price because there is a combination of demand and supply.

    But if you can even ignore that labor cost, the same goes for halving the tax.

    "I see, is that fair?"

    The Chancellor praised honestly that it was a clever thing to think about.

    "Later, let''s give a swing of the Devil''s Sword. Of course not."

    Plus, I was impressed with being ready, and I notice the discomfort.

    Now the benefits on the kingdom side are too great. The nobles'' demands were met and they also earned an unwanted income. As the Earl of Istas, even though it''s practically half the price, it''s because he''s been charged with military service that should have been exempt for a few years.

    "What can I say instead...... I have one request"

    "Let''s hear it."

    Dieter Shakel figured out if he was still here.

    Already, neither Prince Alsace nor Valtrude, who is supposed to be their superior, are trying to pinch the beak. Eudit alone must be cautious, though both Yut and the Chancellor are cautious.

    "Chronica, I want you to allow me to trade with the Divine Kingdom"

    "I can''t say for sure on this occasion"

    Mainz and the Kingdom of God separate the mountains, but as long as they cross the mountains, they are closer than Hardenturm. There was also a desire to increase the number of export routes for Glass Iron (Crystal Iron), but there was also a desire to create routes that would allow food to be secured just in case.

    "Then make a decision as soon as you can."

    If that''s not acceptable, Valtrude says otherwise.

    "... do the best you can"

    Even as Prime Minister, I have nothing else to say.

    Anyway, I have to tell you one more thing.

    "Trouble? That''s your first ear."

    In his words, Prince Alsace urged the Chancellor to follow by whispering an elegant eyebrow.

    "The Baldur Border Uncle is challenging the rebirth of the Count Istas"

    The Baldur Border House, a great nobleman bound to the west of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    In the sense that we are able to concentrate on the northern front because we are suppressing the western borders, the contribution is significant.

    "Why?

    "I am dowry from the Baldur Borderline Uncle family to the Earl of Istas house seven generations ago. He therefore claims that he has the right to inherit if he is to rebuild"

    I also have about a tow club.

    But it was also the aristocratic society that made it a big name for itself.

    "Is it also required for the transfer of territory?

    "No, they don''t want land because it''s going to be an enclave"

    "Instead, they demand payment of 100,000 gold coins as a price to renounce"

    "100,000 gold coins!?"

    I guess you just don''t mean it.

    Still, the impossibility of wearing your own position in Kasashi. The transgression that if you pay, you won''t admit it as a member of the nobility.

    Completely licked.

    Valtrude is the Virgin. Merciful, noble and just.

    At the same time, however, he was a diocesan knight (paladin) and an adventurer.

    "Yut, let''s go home"

    "What are you going to do?

    "Collect soldiers with 100,000 of those gold coins. Too bad we don''t have Exile or Larsia, but we''ll be able to put a piece on it alone"

    "Okay."

    If Valtrude says so, there is no denying it. I don''t want to wage war or anything, no matter what the situation is, but, well, you can take back what you used.

    And there are also a number of aristocratic territories between the counts of Istas and the Baldur border lords, but there are as many ways as there are.

    For example, the sky does not belong to anyone.

    "Wait!"

    It is the Prime Minister who panics.

    With so much momentum that what usually knows him is taken aback, he retains the Lord Count Istas. I can''t wait to read the seriousness to the Lord who speaks of the opening of the war without precautions.

    "Unless it was three months ago, I''m not willing to return the territory. The inhabitants of that land are our people."

    But before Valtrude''s harshness, it was only a wasted effort. Dresses go hand in hand, overwhelming those responsible for national politics with violent beauty.

    "First, let''s discuss..."

    "So you''re dropping the demands? We don''t want to pay for a piece of copper."

    "That''s true..."

    Civil unrest.

    It''s not treason against the royal family, but it can''t be tolerated at all. The Chancellor is trapped in despair in a crisis that has begun to become apparently realistic.

    The Rothschild royal family is only the nobleman with the vastest territory and greatest military power in the Rothschild kingdom, if polarized.

    The strength of kingship is very different from that of the Empress of the Verga Empire, close to dictatorship.

    Even if warnings can be given and sanctions imposed, they cannot be forced to comply.

    How did this happen?

    Dieter Shakel distressed as if she were a victim.

    In other words, I hadn''t exactly figured it out yet, even over this period.

    For the Valtrudes, we do not need the Rotosilt kingdom.

    the fact that the Kingdom of Rotosilt needs the territory of Count Istas.

    "How about a duel?

    There, an angelic girl whispered in devilish sweet words.

    "It should have been in national law. When there is no agreement in the discussion and the claim is in conflict, decide the female male in the divine duel."

    "I know you, Eudit."

    "Of course it will be Alsace''s wife."

    You''re embarrassed while I tell you myself, I lay down with my face in bright red.

    "If it can be delivered round, this is fine."

    Yut tapped Valtrude''s shoulder lightly and sent him back to his seat.

    If it were, it would be a case for the Kingdom to open a trial and issue a verdict. However, there is no such thing as a mutually satisfactory verdict in this world. From the point of view of the Yuts, as I have already said, there is no reason to pay even one piece of copper coin.

    On the other hand, they''re looking at this one because they''re looking at the growth and underfoot of the new girlfriend.

    Then settle between the parties. But I''m sorry about the civil war - and I don''t know the logic.

    (To Eudit, I wonder if he got laid...)

    Yut sighs only in his heart.

    But in the next moment, I came to a slightly overly positive conclusion.

    It won''t be a problem.

    Anyway, we have the most powerful goddess of victory.

 28 7. One-on-One Hundred

    A week later.

    Once again, Yut stood on a squad field inside the royal castle.

    The sky is high and blue. A week ago, it was no different than when Valtrude and Prince Alsace fought a mock battle.

    The difference is that it is Yut himself who stands at the center of it.

    And that it is nearly a hundred troops that are relative?

    "Well gathered."

    Rarely.

    With disdain for what is truly unusual, Yut is the opponent - no, he sneers at the enemy. A killer eye, but luckily no one has noticed that.

    An impromptu audience seat was set up at the squad yard.

    Set on the backstand side where we say at the football stadium, the wooden simple chick stand is decorated with a fine chair that makes you feel painstakingly just covered in silk and carried, ready to welcome the noble human at the very least.

    Already, King Charlton, Prince Alsace, and his fianc¨¦e, Eudit, occupy the top steps. In addition to the Chancellor, there was also a strong presence of the Kingsguard in charge of the standing nobility in Sejour, the king''s capital.

    Valtrude, a party, the Baldur border uncle and the Earl of Istas, is lined up away from the audience (guests). Again, in football stadium, it''s the position behind each other''s goals.

    A few minutes later, until the duel begins.

    The referee''s old man raises his voice and explains the rules.

    "Representative of the Earl of Istas, Yut Amaxa of the House of Counts of Istas! Baldur Borderline Berthside Representative, Baldur Borderline Berthside Man Matthias Baldur and 97 MORE! These duels will settle for both!

    For a beat.

    An old referee looks at Yut and laughs niggardly.

    The old man who suddenly appeared and fitted in as a referee - the great sage Vainamarinen, as if to enjoy every trouble. No, I actually kept going with the flair I was enjoying.

    "Both take, no tactics are restricted! Murder after settlement, I won''t admit this! Bringing out the remorse off-site doesn''t admit this!

    Vainamarinen''s shouts, which were just loud when heard nearby, also often pass in this large squad yard.

    He was a yuut who was suspicious of an old man who suddenly appeared just before, but, well, he was rethinking that it might be appropriate.

    Besides, this really eliminates the need for reluctance.

    "The Earl of Istas shall pay 150,000 gold coins at the dawn of the victory of the Baldur Borderline House! At the dawn of the victory of the Counts of Istas, the ''Silver Ridge'' (Silverio) of the Baldur Border House shall be in its hands!

    Enemy army consisting of 100 men.

    Four magicians, including a Warrotsk rank. A cavalry of twenty. More than seventy infantry left.

    Behind it is Matthias, a representative of the Baldur Border House.

    He wore a set of equipment, also known as "Silver Ridge," a family heirloom, and also wore a piercing of what commanded the prestigious and all-arms.

    But its mouth is delightfully distorted.

    I can''t stop laughing at the size of what I''m about to get.

    "Wins and losses shall be determined by the non-combatant or surrender of the delegate!

    The last proclamation increases tension in Russia.

    Until this duel, at first, we also received arbitration on the part of the Kingdom and negotiated face-to-face with each other, but as expected, it was not even discussed.

    They give me money and I take it for granted, and this one doesn''t have a single piece of copper coin, such as gold to give to the bandits.

    Still, in order to confirm their intentions, Yut did a "Mindfulness" by Miller of Farfrom...

    Yut was furious at what he had eavesdropped in the process.

    When the "Remote Site" is conducted for the Baldur Borderline Master, the appearance shows a private residence owned by the Borderline Master family in Sejour, the Wang capital.

    So, the parents and children were discussing it with each other as they choked off their booze.

    "I''ve signed up for a duel, Father."

    "A duel... They''re heroes. Can you win?

    Son - To Matthias'' words, the Lord turned to the water worried.

    "Regardless, when you say duel, it doesn''t necessarily mean one-on-one. I''ll lead the private soldiers and crush them."

    "A lot of people are passive. So? I think I can dream of gold."

    I drink just because I''m no longer worried.

    "If you can''t pay for it, so be it. Let''s call that woman to her bedroom. Just imagine that beautiful face distorting into humiliation."

    Immediately breaking the spell, Yut kicked up the floor.

    My fists tremble with anger, and I have to mobilize all my reason to contain the screaming.

    Of course, it does not justify "mindfulness," but the perception that you are doing something wrong is not in Yut. Instead, I just want you to thank me for not getting in and killing you with Moment Move (Teleport).

    "Oh, that would be good. I''ll do it thoroughly."

    No tolerance, no mercy.

    Yut, who quickly worked out his strategy, fished out his opponent for a 50% increase and made him accept a one-on-one hundred duels. The only condition is that we do not impose any restrictions on each other''s combat behavior.

    The boat crossed and the opponent immediately boarded.

    There is no reason to know that this is the trigger for tragedy.

    "Get started!"

    I don''t even want to recall how, but daring to recall, Yut floats into the universe by ripping nine pages off the spell at the same time as Vainamarinen''s decree.

    The sorcerers on the side of the opposing Baldur border bureau, wary of Yut''s spell, simultaneously began a spell chant for the overthrow.

    At the same time, the infantry squeezes the bow and releases an arrow.

    Dozens of arrows arrive in Yut like rain.

    Done.

    If the majority were to determine Yut''s life or death, his heartbeat must have stopped at this moment now.

    But... of course, it didn''t.

    The moment when the cloak touched Yut''s pure white robe.

    The effects of the pre-granted defensive spell "Inverted (Sacrifice) Arrow (Aloes)" led all arrows to return to the archer.

    "Grrr."

    Dozens of screams.

    We panic into an overly irrational counterattack the moment we are sure of our victory.

    "Don''t be frightened!

    Mathias, the general, inspired the soldiers with the sword of the ''Silver Ridge'', which could be described as a symbol of the Baldur Borderline Uncle family.

    "The Sword of Silver Ridge" strikes down fear from what it holds and its surroundings, giving it a high morale.

    "Silver Ridge Shield" appears huge enough to cover the entire body at the same time as uttering a fitting word, floating around the user for an automatic defense.

    "Silver Ridge Armor" inflicts a counter-attack by cold air on those who have attacked with hostility.

    The Baldur Border Bell Army, which came out of crisis thanks to the power of ''Silver Ridge'', was first killed by the cavalry to Yut.

    At that moment, Yut''s spell was completed.

    Magic Dismantling

    "Counter Dispel"

    At the same time, the sorcerers who were waiting cast spells simultaneously in an attempt to break Yut''s spell.

    The fourth staircase spell, "Against the Curse Antidemon," which disperses the effects of persisting magic or fogging the spell just before it is activated.

    However, it will bear the proviso that the powers of the Spellman are mutually reinforcing.

    Naturally, you''re no match for Yut, you can''t beat him. There was a difference in power to the point of simplicity and cruelty.

    The magicians'' faces stain with despair. That was because he understood the meaning of the spell unleashed by Yut, and also because he understood it but had no other means of confrontation.

    As evidenced by the erasure of the Castle of the Black Demon along with the Sandalwood Fanatic Jewel (Ebony Orb), Demolition of Magic is a grand spell on the Ninth Staircase that erases all sorcery effects within a certain range.

    There, no conditions, no exceptions.

    First, the effect of the spell Source Resistance (Resist Elements), which confers resistance to pre-used flames, cold air, lightning strikes, sound waves and strong acids, was cancelled. Various spells that increase physical abilities also disappear like kasumi.

    And magic was lost from all sorts of magic equipment.

    There are no exceptions.

    "The Sword of Silver Ridge" strikes down fear from what it holds and its surroundings, giving it a high morale.

    There are no exceptions.

    "Silver Ridge Shield" appears huge enough to cover the entire body at the same time as uttering a fitting word, floating around the user for an automatic defense.

    There are no exceptions.

    "Silver Ridge Armor" inflicts a counter-attack by cold air on those who have attacked with hostility.

    There are no exceptions.

    All of it, permanently.

    It became just iron chips.

    "Stupid......"

    I didn''t want ''Silver Ridge''. After the iron scraps, I offered them conditions so they wouldn''t complain.

    Fear runs on the nobles who realize it. I now understand who you sold the fight to.

    "It would be against the rules!

    Not surprisingly, the Baldur border uncle rises up and screams.

    "If you disagree, sum up the main points and talk straight!

    Soon after, he was silenced with a drink of the Great Sage.

    "Defense from Sword Spears (Weapon Immunity)"

    With such outfield disturbances and other breezes, Yut walked out into the midst of the Baldur Border Army as if completing his next spell or even taking a walk.

    Once again, the cavalry recovering from the shock begins marching, sticking spears and swords against Yut''s body.

    Now, there''s nothing like flipping.

    The blade profoundly pierced Yut''s body - just all of it went bare.

    Defense Against Sword Spears

    Defensive spells on the seventh staircase that will no longer accept any weapons. The effect time is only a few minutes, but it was too much for Yut now.

    Yut advances the enemy army of a hundred men, as if they were going in a deserted field.

    No longer, nobody tries to stop me.

    The magicians were completely heartbroken by too much difference in power.

    The soldiers, too, can only focus their gaze on Yut forgetting the pain of the arrow wounds.

    Yut, who has come all the way to the front of a man who has lost "Silver Ridge" and can only be long on the ground, proclaims in a cold word.

    "Surrender."

    "I won''t admit it. I won''t admit it."

    "Right."

    I laugh lightly as I waited for that word.

    But no one sees that awful smile.

    "Then let''s do a rearrangement. Let''s fight one-on-one with me."

    That said, Yut goes back to the center of the squad yard.

    Everyone, except Yut himself, doubted his eyes at the behavior. Even Valtrude is incapable of measuring Yut''s intentions.

    Only the Great Sage laughed funny though.

    Regardless, obsession - or just a sense of duty brings Matthias Baldur closer to Yut.

    Looking at that look at his silly son (I don''t remember his name or anything else) with his emotional indomitable eyes, Yut once again releases the spell to page 9 heaven.

    "Dragon Change"

    Everyone looked away.

    As the spell document is sucked into Yut, the prism covers his body.

    The reflection gradually grew stronger and larger, illustrating one figure.

    "D, Dragon......"

    Whose whisper would that have been?

    When the light polyhedron subsided, there was a scarlet monster there.

    From the top of the head to the tip of the tail, there would be preferably 10 meters. Adequate squad fields for human size also appeared cramped for their bodies.

    Red Dragon.

    Redder than red balls, scales like blood.

    Strong limbs, mighty nails and fangs.

    A huge oral cavity with a leak of corn and flames.

    Everyone knew by instinct, even without explanation, that Yut had changed his appearance.

    Still, Matthias Baldur had a sword, had a shield and had not lost his will.

    There, a howling ear.

    "Gaaaaaaaa"

    So, that''s just it.

    The old man of the Baldur Borderline House broke his heart.

    He drops his weapon without force, breaks his knee, stares into the void and leaks bumps and bumps and whines that don''t make sense.

    No, should I even say my heart was smashed to pieces of wood dust?

    Without waving sharp nails, without showing huge fangs and strong jaw power, without releasing a scorching exhale (fire brace).

    Yut solves The Dragon Body Change and returns to being a person.

    "Winner, Yut Amaxa!

    There is no voice for surrender.

    But there was no objection to the proclamation from anywhere.

    At the same time, there was no voice to bless the winner.

    The referee said it was over. Vainamarinen walked over to Yut and dropped his fist and thunder.

    "Well done!

    "No, no, no, no, no, no!

    "That''s totally stupid and awesome! I didn''t know you''d fight for a woman you liked and let that woman pull a dong!

    "Shut up! I just paid for the fire powder. What''s wrong with you?

    "It would be decided badly!

    Valtrude, who jumped out of the audience, also participates and begins to dispute Yut.

    Nor could Yut explain the roots of his anger, so he had to accept the punishment.

    But only Prince Alsace and Eudit staring at Prince Alsace like that are watching it smile.

    There was nothing more to marvel at than the power of a hero who debated the Book of Nothingness.

    No, it is the power of one of its heroes.

    So if they were relative in a group......?

    While sympathetic to what tail the Baldur Borderline Bo family stepped on, he shrunk his body saying he couldn''t step on the two.

 29 8. Yuts Memoirs

    "Yut?"

    Valtrude calls to the lord of the room as he knocks on the door of the office.

    But there''s no response, just the sound of a knock.

    "Yuuto!"

    Jonah, who was with me, calls from outside the room in the same way, but it doesn''t change the lack of a response. Valtrude thinks that if it was just for Yona, she wouldn''t like it that way.

    "He''s not here?

    "There''s no way Yut''s not in his room"

    Jonah opened the door, along with a determination that was too harsh.

    I thought that was too... Valtrude, but what I found across the door was Yut poking around at the desk in the office.

    I feel like I can''t wait.

    "I knew I was there"

    Valtrude following Jonah as she walks into the room without worrying leaks her voice as she realizes.

    "Speaking of which, shouldn''t this room be locked?

    He clears away the scattered paperwork as he frowns at his inadvertence.

    Most of all, that was worrying.

    Originally this room was locked with a Magic Key spell and cannot be entered without Yut''s consent.

    However, exceptions can also be set, which naturally included Valtrude, Arcia and Yona.

    What you two don''t know about that fact is simply forget to tell it.

    There are quite a few other facts that Yut intended to have communicated, but has not been able to do so with the intention of explaining it this way.

    "Val, Yut won''t wake up"

    "No, what are you doing"

    "I''m trying to wake you up"

    "You can see that..."

    If I told you as usual, I would, but I was stuck at my desk, riding on top of a sleeping yut, and sticking my cheek up.

    That doesn''t wake me up. Yut is a big deal too, but I''ll pull Jonah off for now.

    Today is supposed to be the Sabbath in the Brewers, the day it hits Sunday, to put it on Earth.

    The six elements of the earth, water, fire, wind, light, and darkness correspond to each day of the week: Moon, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, making it a habit to visit the temple on the Sabbath.

    Valtrude, who is not involved in the practice - if he wants to carry out even speeches and festivals, on the contrary, it could cause havoc - and he was going to invite Yut to go somewhere because of the free man Jonah.

    A month after that dueling noise.

    I meant to warn you that if you interfere, you''ll see painful eyes, but on the contrary, the beginning and end of being asked to interact by nobles you''ve never known before, such as gifts, gardening parties, or invitations to your own territory.

    It was a long holiday, I visited Yut, who kept blurring that it was a complete miscalculation...

    "Well, let''s keep him asleep"

    Valtrude hugs Yut and carries him to the adjacent bedroom with what he calls a princess hug.

    If it''s her muscle strength, she won''t even luggage as much as one yut.

    A princess hugs Yut, who later told her, that she wept with a whisper.

    "Well, my plans have changed, but the two of us are going somewhere... What are you doing, Jonah?

    Valtrude returns to the office and looks up to Jonah, who is reading the documents on her desk.

    "I''m looking at Yut''s notes"

    "It''s not forgivable if you''re grand, is it?

    "... Yut usually forgives me"

    "It''s frightening."

    Valtrude himself takes up a few notes that Jonah has in an open tone.

    "What are you doing?"

    "It wouldn''t be a good thing to look at it on your own"

    "Even though you''re one of us?

    "That''s true, though. Is it something we can see and understand in the first place"

    "You idiot."

    "... what?

    Unexpectedly stunned by the words of a sudden but emotionless curse.

    "So no, Val, no, no, no, no, no, no."

    "That''s well, I''m certainly a woman who can only wield a sword..."

    "Well, because she''s super beautiful. There are other possibilities.

    "What does Jonah want with me?

    "You can''t just wait."

    With that said, Jonah gains momentum from a chair that was high for her when she collects other notes and moves to the couch.

    Naturally, I won''t forget to collect what was taken up by Valtrude as well.

    "Yes, come here"

    "What are you going to do..."

    That being said, Valtrude sits properly opposite Yona.

    Is it sweet on the youngest child, or does the essence mean you prefer it?

    "Val, okay? This note contains Yut''s thoughts in a cluttered manner"

    "Is it clutter..."

    "Yes. Miscellaneous means it hasn''t solidified yet. I mean, raw yuut."

    "Raw yut..."

    I don''t know what that meant, but it sounded compelling.

    "The militants of the land of Yut said," If you know him and you know yourself, you will not fight a hundred battles. "

    "By him, I mean the enemy? That''s a good word."

    There is also something that goes through the way we fight to gather information about adventurers.

    That''s good, but I''m sure I can remember the catch.

    "I''ve never heard of anything like that. When are you doing this?

    "You know, at Yut''s work."

    "Aren''t you just in the way..."

    Yut is too sweet for Yona. We have to do something.

    Valtrude so determined, but Jonah proceeded with the conversation without worrying.

    "Here''s a clue to the raw yut"

    "I see...?

    "And I have an idea I might be consulted later"

    "I''m getting it, too. Knowing it first doesn''t mean you''re passive, but you can get into an offensive posture here."

    Hearing the words, Jonah nods loudly with a smile like an old master who rejoices in the growth of his disciples.

    "So I''m going to read one at a time"

    "Nice to meet you"

    This is how a diagram was born called the active Count, which asks her to read out notes from the Albino toddler.

    ¡ñ Carriage Railway

    Mainz contacted me about the completion of Trolley''s prototype.

    Too fast to handle. Dwarf threat mechanism? Nothing good, though.

    The brakes were also helpful because they were originally like bicycle brakes.

    There seems to be no particular problem at the trolley level, but when it comes to the size of letting the horse pull, there seems to be a weight and security problem.

    When it comes to security, after running Operation Destruction, what do we do with Earth Ringing?

    Catalysts are costly... well, good.

    I can''t help but care about the cost at the point of buying (keeping) a horse.

    Let''s settle this with gold at the end.

    "Yut......"

    "You''re the same..."

    The moment Jonah finished reading the last line, they held their heads.

    I know there''s no other way.

    There is no alternative.

    "But what about this?

    "Because it''s Yut"

    Jonah renews her determination that this needs to be followed closely.

    The next note was just about that.

    ¡ñ Treasure trove monsters

    More assets again. Impossible.

    But the fact is.

    Equivalent to 10,000 gold coins in total. Whatever you think, it''s not a miscalculation.

    There must be some parts that overlap with the spending portion, so more if it''s cumulative?

    We''re the only ones who can get into that room... and the killer is Jonah?

    Inquire?

    "Hmm..."

    Speaking of which, Valtrude reminds me that you said that.

    I feel like I gave it back because it''s not diminishing, but I didn''t realize I had this kind of hard work.

    "Yona, you know something?

    You don''t decide with the killer, Valtrude asks.

    Fair personality often manifests itself around here......

    "I don''t know"

    It doesn''t work for Yona.

    Besides, she wasn''t going to hide the flirting, and she felt embarrassed if good deeds were done, so she wouldn''t be distrustful.

    "Right...... Well, I''ll talk to Alcia about this."

    Asking Arcia to take revelation from Truss-Sink God would be one option.

    That concludes, moving on to the next note.

    ¡ñ Hire a maid

    No, I could use a butler.

    Anyway, I might need to work downstairs.

    I can do my own thing, and I left the castle fort cleaned because the "servant (savant)" spell would do something about it, but the public...

    And maybe for the support of the increasing number of civilians.

    But how many people do you need?

    Throw it to Mr. Claude?

    "Yut remembered the other power application"

    "That''s a good trend."

    Valtrude, who couldn''t hide his upset when he first heard of the maid, has also regained his calm now that he has heard the contents to the end.

    "Will Val be maid of honor?

    "... for a moment, I thought it would be good if it helped."

    "Yut rejoices. Absolutely, absolutely."

    "Hmm...... No, I''m not doing it!

    "Operation failed. Next."

    ¡ñ Laying of street lights

    The creation of the pillar part is fine.

    I was going to open and close the shutter, but as a result of my consideration, I decided to hang something like a cup at the end of the pole and cover it.

    I was pulled too far by the structure of the lantern. Reflection.

    Anti-theft measures

    Wouldn''t it be nice if they stole it?

    It could be cheaper than security...... but considering the broken windows or something, isn''t that right?

    Do you want to weld it tight so it won''t be easy to take?

    You can''t even replace it. Rejected.

    I guess the best thing to do is open it like a door and use a magic key that is unspoken (test word). Together, they get stronger.

    ... I can''t use that much spell.

    As a hassle but the exchange rarely occurs, I guess I''ll put more than one normal key on it.

    This looks like a good cospa.

    In the meantime, there will be more sight and security for the moment.

    Let Alana and the others struggle.

    "... it also looks more like a throw than a use of a person"

    "It''s my fault."

    "Well, there''s no way such a person could sleep at his desk..."

    Valtrude remembers Yut''s sleeping face earlier and gives him a worrying look.

    At the same time, I remember how I felt when I held him up and blushed.

    "Oh, this is trying to do something new"

    "Oh well. I''ll have to check that out. Yona, please."

    Not even a single expression moved into Valtrude''s hurried voice, and Albino''s toddler girl began to read out her fifth note.

    ¡ñ Maintenance of sewers

    Maintenance or maintenance is done.

    "Earth Ringing" is too convenient.

    The problem is treating sewage. So far, I''ve only got about enough to build a pond away from the city.

    I''ve looked into all the means, but it doesn''t seem possible with a positive attack? Or the Edo period is too awesome.

    Then I have to do something with spells and magic devices (magic items), but they don''t seem to be handy.

    I need to talk to Mr. Arcia.

    "Well, don''t bother talking to me"

    "Do you want Disintegrator to wipe you out?

    "I guess that''s a last resort"

    I''m terrified to keep it as a last resort, but no one was happy or unhappy to be able to point that out.

    "Oh, that''s the last time."

    "Right. I don''t know, I don''t think I found out about the raw yut..."

    ¡ñ Risk of bubble collapse

    I think so.

    But the expansion of agricultural land, the reception of immigrants from around the north tower wall (on the ground, also with the transfer of Tunda soldiers on set?) and the expansion of agricultural land, the development of industries, including glass iron (crystal iron), and the expansion and growth of trade, including in neighbouring countries, are still there.

    So now you don''t have to worry.

    In the meantime, I would draw attention to the Hardenturm council to be careful about soaring more than the real state of the assets.

    Then, for the sake of time, I decided to talk to Vainamarinen''s grandfather as well.

    "For a time of need..."

    "Val?"

    "No, it''s nothing"

    I didn''t know exactly what Yut was afraid of, but I guess it''s a medium- and long-term issue from the way it was written.

    And by then...

    "I was in bed when I realized something... what are you two doing"

    The thought was interrupted by Yut''s intrusion.

    In advance, I think about explanations - or excuses - but Jonah opened her mouth first.

    "To Know Raw Yut"

    "No, I don''t normally understand. I don''t even know why I slept in bed in the first place."

    "I was asleep when I asked him to go out somewhere, so I was reading this Yut memoir as Yona"

    "Oh...... Yes..."

    There was no further pursuit from Yut, either because he was awake and had not turned his head.

    "Well, is there a problem today? Where were you planning on going?

    "Horses!"

    "Oh, ranch. Fine, let''s go."

    It''s not too bad to play on a horse ranch that I opened near Falve.

    Valtrude and Jonah look strangely at Yut, who starts getting ready quickly.

    "What''s up?

    "No, I just clapped it out because Yut said he was going out light. If you want to go, it''s fine. Come on, let''s go."

    He said he wasn''t ready yet.

    Such protests don''t work either.

    The two of us drag Yut, who just put a robe together on the ruff.

    If you hesitate here, you''ll find a job anyway.

 30 9. Dont Cloud Standing Bird Trails

    "You can''t, this is"

    "I knew it..."

    Castle fortress in Falve.

    The usual clerk''s office in Yut.

    Sitting on the sofa for visitors, facing each other across the table are two of the leading Great Mages (Archmages) of the Brewers.

    Well, I know what you want to do.

    What Yut is showing you is a scroll of spells (scroll).

    However, the original one, not the existing spell.

    I made two kinds of spells and asked the great sage Vainamarinen for his reputation.

    "Transfer to another dimension, plus time rewind. Then also load reduction so that it can be activated in any dimensional world? I''m impressed that this is all I''ve packed into one spell."

    "What the fuck?"

    "There are too many elements, you idiot. Like this, it activates properly."

    "You don''t have a choice."

    "I know the temper of going and coming home. I''m not sure if magic exists in your world."

    Nothing can be said if it is read that far at first reading.

    Shy, just dye your cheeks.

    "What do you do with a bastard reacting like that"

    "Shut up."

    Take the scroll away like a flick, and sigh.

    I intend to continue my research in the future, but I''ve gotten up on the reef.

    If you get kicked over the course of months of spells that you''ve managed to shape, you won''t have a choice but to be worried.

    A transfer spell to Earth.

    And the return spell from Earth to the Brewers.

    Because there is no guarantee that we will be able to use the spell of science on Earth, we tend to stick elements in it, and it turns out to be badly regarded.

    It also had to do with the theory of theoretical spells.

    In a theoretical spell, the world defines itself as vague and dreamlike.

    There, interfere with the power of the pulled source elements, or with pure computation or theory, and change it to the way you want the world.

    The means is a spell.

    The various components of the spell - distance, range, effect, etc. - are defined at the time they are transcribed into the spell document and are activated by casting the spell name.

    If we talk about extremes, we can exercise them on anyone if we can understand their content.

    I can, but understanding requires more than a certain amount of knowledge, upbringing, computation, and logical thinking - that is, intelligence.

    So it is right that the more you use the spell, the better your understanding, and the power of the theoretical spell itself.

    However, the spell was developed by many magicians for a long time, and history itself eliminated with the times.

    With that in mind, you''ll see the difficulty of developing the original spell.

    "But this one''s not a bad spell. If you notice that, it might work out for you too. Maybe not."

    "What do you mean?

    "Think for yourself"

    "Shit. I know."

    I was praised by Vainamarinen once, but I''m not happy.

    Because the other spell is only an arrangement of existing spells.

    "I just switched the object of a spell that increases the speed of travel from an individual to a track. Besides, we couldn''t target the road"

    "But that will make it permanent."

    "Yes, but"

    "I mean, you know what?"

    I''m dissatisfied with the attitude of the great sage who doesn''t seem to have any intention of giving an explanation, but, well, Yuut convinces me with that grandfather.

    I was convinced, but I felt like starting over again.

    A few days after his encounter with the great sage Vainamarinen.

    Yut had become an empty man.

    Behind you, the calm sea and the harbour town of Hardenturm.

    Under your eyes, the track extends far west.

    However, the tracks are not just laid. Exactly a single line, but both sides of it are beautifully shredded and dressed with tracks running over a trapezoidal shape of about 2 meters.

    Since the process was unlikely to prevent entry with the fence in time, the result was that the ground was tidied up with "Earth Ringing (Move Earth)".

    Due to its moat-like shape, it is difficult to climb to the top where the tracks are located, and accidental incidents are difficult to wake up. I''m not saying this is complete, but accidents will be reduced.

    Of course, we should not forget the intermission between bandits and subraces with evil ministers in the territory in cooperation with Jonah.

    But that was just an environmental improvement.

    The true meritorious are none other than the Dwarves of Mainz.

    Though I''m not sure if I should honor the Dwarves who have enough rails to connect Hardenturm to Falv in just a few months, or tear at the hardships of the Tordeks who laid it down.

    Either way, Yut had to take his hat off for this enthusiasm, even though the study of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) was a paragraph away.

    As a result, the carriage railway was opened.

    The opening ceremony has also taken place as a matter of course, but only Valtrude is present. Alcia is doing the push for a job that is Falve, and Jonah, well, she''ll be somewhere.

    Yut is not in because he needs the last finish.

    "All right, let''s do it"

    Without feeling or nervousness, Yut, who holds the spell document in his hand, activates the original spell.

    "Accelerator"

    Four pages of spell documents released from Yut''s hands fell flimsily and were sucked into the rails.

    Wrapped in blue light at the same time, two lights draw trajectories along the rail.

    It will lead far beyond, beyond the horizon, to the city of Falve.

    The mysterious sight made me feel like I heard a twitch from under my feet.

    Wait as you go for about 10 minutes.

    A two-headed carriage passes through the ground.

    The passenger cars and freight cars you are pulling are quite large and very unlikely to be pulled with two heads.

    Nonetheless, it''s so light that you don''t think you''re climbing the ramp, and you can tell how fast it''s going from the air.

    "You''re doing great."

    Yut nods satisfactorily.

    Accelerator is the original spell based on Acceleration (Accelerator), which increases the speed of movement.

    The original "Growth" is a spell aimed at organisms, allowing rapid outdoor travel. It was the Accelerator spell that arranged it and made the subject a vehicle for wheels running on the rail.

    Concerns that might not be overcome in difficulties such as mountain roads came to mind, and requests for speed increases were made.

    Usually, it would be a positive offense to take measures such as improving carriages, increasing horses, changing power, etc. Right, really right.

    And being a visitor from Earth, he also had the idea of a steam engine.

    But he is a great sorcerer.

    You just have to do something magically.

    That''s where I developed the Accelerator spell.

    Although limited to vehicles running on rails, it increases the speed of movement and its effects are also perpetuated. I limited it, but for that matter, it''s also working better.

    For example, there are ways to increase the speed of movement by demonizing the wheels even with the same magic, as well as means to enhance the horse itself.

    But I didn''t adopt it because if I did something bad, the main fall that the carriage itself would be targeted would also be a bad thing.

    I also feel like a long way around, but when I watch the carriage run smoothly and leave across the horizon, I also forget all the hard work.

    "Let''s go next."

    Besides, I still have work to do.

    When the carriage was dropped off, instant travel (teleport) was used and Yut returned to the castle fortress in Falve.

    "So what about you?

    "Is it sudden..."

    In Yut''s lab, Alcia, who was demonizing a magic device (magic item), greets the Lord of the room with a look that is not surprising.

    "In the meantime, it looks like the carriage railroad went well."

    "Yeah, we made it over there."

    "Then shouldn''t we have joined together?

    "Nothing, because there''s nothing you can do even if you''re there"

    Yut shrugs his shoulder.

    More than that, it said on my face that it was annoying.

    "Ha... Well, fine."

    "So, what about that one?

    "I''m just finishing up."

    It was on the central desk, pointing to a magic device like a golden net.

    The magic equipment we were jointly developing here. That completion overlapped with the opening of the carriage railroad only by chance in time, and I didn''t aim for anything else.

    "This is it..."

    "It''s just a gold net."

    "I guess I''ll just say that."

    Yut says with a bitter smile.

    Well, it''s true that it''s hard to deny because it''s true.

    "Magic Analytics"

    A theoretical spell that performs the appraisal of an item.

    Yut, who used it, exhaled a sigh of relief with his eyes on the results.

    "Yeah. Success."

    "That''s good...... It''s a little complicated, though."

    "It''s hard to understand how that feels..."

    A magic tool developed jointly by the two of us.

    Why we had to work together.

    That''s simple and lucid.

    Because the magic I needed this time was divine magic that only Alcia could use.

    "You just demonized Food Purification."

    "I don''t mind that, but I can''t believe the spell that purifies food is used to treat sewage..."

    It seems that it is not a good idea to feel like sewage is out of its original use, not like this. Because they recognize that divine magic is powered by God...

    "I don''t know what it''s like around there."

    "Well, it''s a matter of my feelings. It''s not like we''ve been stripped of magic by God."

    "That''s an important issue."

    But is any further discussion futile?

    "Later, let''s do an experiment. Experiments"

    "I''ll leave that area to Yut."

    "Let it be entrusted to you. Let''s start with a small experiment¡­"

    Alcia leaves the room trying to brew herbal even as she smiles bitterly at Yut, who begins to consider it quickly.

    I drop it off, and Yut, alone, shrugs.

    "Now, are you okay......?

    The carriage railroad took shape. The sewer was also in sight. Street lights are fine now.

    There is no more policy for Yut to come forward.

    "I need to weirdly add more work"

    Whether you leave - or you''re gone, you should be able to do it.

    No, you have to.

    "I''m going home...? That''s right..."

    I stayed nostalgic, I look at the scroll.

    A spell branded as a failure by the Great Sage.

    In the end, that spell was never completed until the limit of a year.

 31 1. Reunion

    Soon, a year of promises will come.

    There were duel noises and other troubles in Sejour, the Wang capital, but it could be said that it was a good year. For that matter, Yut''s work went well - increasing.

    "Weird......"

    I know the first launch time is busy. Naturally. But I hired people, and I delegated my job and my authority, but it doesn''t make it any easier. On the contrary, I even felt like I was getting more jobs accelerating.

    "How could you do this..."

    "I guess it''s because there''s so much to do."

    Alcia, who came to Yut''s office with a piece of news in her hand, assured him that it was obvious and boring.

    It''s been a year.

    In other words, the day Yut returns to Earth is approaching right there.

    "What kind of Ishikawa woodpecker am I?"

    The more I work, the easier it gets for me to work.

    When I looked at the desk still, the handover materials on the way to writing were scattered. That''s not all. We also need to recruit and educate officials in preparation for next year''s tax collection. Besides, I would also like to leave a draft long-term development plan. I also want to make stock of magic equipment (magic items) for five years instead of military service.

    "Well, that''s what I like to do..."

    Both of you, I know.

    He said we just had to stay in this world.

    But I never say it.

    Both of you, I know.

    That''s just untrained.

    "So, Mr. Arcia. I thought you had something to do.

    "Oh, yeah, yeah. You have a visitor?

    "Guests?"

    Truth is, sudden visitors are not uncommon. Valtrude and Alcia usually judge me, but often I need Yut''s presence because of various relationships.

    Deciding that it must be the same this time around, Yut tries to leave the office.

    "It''s okay here. ''Cause I''m already making you wait outside."

    "Really?

    At first convinced I went back to my seat, but the question remains. This office is close to Yut''s private space and only passes through the likes of the Valtrudes or Claude''s stomach.

    It''s rare to welcome visitors here.

    "Both of you, come in"

    Leaving aside such Yut questions, Arsia summons them.

    "Yay."

    "Long time no see, Yut"

    What came in without fear was a nostalgic face.

    Larsia, a bandit of the meadow race (Magner).

    He looks like a child from anywhere, but he has an unafraid light behind his eyes like a skilled bandit.

    And the Rock Giant (Jarloot) Exile is as overwhelming as ever. Horribly, your body looks bigger around the corner. Muscles with rocks.

    "Mr. Alcia, these are not guests."

    "Oh, you mean we were living and dying together?

    "Ugh, what a traitor you are. Double cross."

    "Terrible, Yut. Even we''re gonna get hurt."

    "No, I''m not much"

    Larsia steps on Exile''s foot and shuts him up.

    "Because you guys can read..."

    "Yeah. Honestly, I''m sorry"

    Yut laughed when he saw Larsia, who could honestly drool his head.

    Throw the pen you still had in your hand and walk over to a fellow you haven''t seen in a year.

    "For now, welcome back"

    "Ooh, Yut dele..."

    "I hope this works for Valtrude."

    "Does that mean yet? Not even a virgin and a virgin!

    "No, it is, isn''t it?

    "Uuch."

    I''m not saying that Mr. Arcia would be alike. Because it is dangerous to continue this topic.

    For this reason, we will travel to the reception space in the office to hear the results of Larsia and Exile''s journey.

    "That''s why I was in the land of oblivion"

    "... were you flying over the Brewers?"

    With another material realm, neither did Yut anticipate. Like that, I''ll look at you two.

    "Well, that didn''t make much difference. The gods under their jurisdiction also seemed to differ"

    "Right. But... God blessed magicians are quite prestigious over there. I''m a good minister, but it''s not good."

    Is it like bad feelings for Cheetah? And, Yut interprets himself. Well, it''s God, so it''s not a good idea.

    "Hmm, how was your luck with the woman you even asked God for?

    "I totally lost Askarid!

    Be happy.

    Larsia jumped happily from the bottom of her heart.

    "Oh, wow."

    Askarid was one of the adventurers who was on the move at the request of Prince Alsace, a woman of the meadow race who accidentally helped him where he was imprisoned in the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    Dirty on gold.

    Anyway, it was dirty on the gold.

    If it were a Japanese cartoon, Yuto would think it was a glasses character in Kansai Valve for sure, with a bigotry outburst.

    Actually, it was a gangster.

    It was only natural for her to attack Larsia, a successful adventurer in the same Magner tribe, and Larsia hated such an ascarid as a snake scorpion.

    "Thank you, my God, for Tyrone''s protection."

    "Right. That''s good..."

    Yuut turns his raw and warm gaze to Larsia, patron saint of the meadow species and thankful to Tyrone, who protects the traveler.

    Actually, Yut, who seemed too reluctant, let Askarid sneak a grip on the gold and keep him away, but, well, he seems happy, so he won''t pursue it in depth either.

    If it stays that way, it could be that Larsia was turning Askarid into a deceased.

    "That''s not true. Haven''t we met in the land of oblivion?

    "Oh, no. Over there, the minister was after the princess."

    "Oh, you do it."

    Situations from Yut that make me laugh too often, but if you''re a resident of this world that hasn''t been rinsed, aren''t you quite attracted to it?

    "So?"

    "Yeah. The bad minister took him down and the princess thanked him."

    "That''s all."

    "Because..."

    But the two answers were not aromatic.

    "I''m a human being."

    "Because you''re human."

    Sexual desire doesn''t seem to come up, even if we can be friends when we''re of different races. It''s healthy and good, but unfortunate people.

    "Old man, go back to the country and get married. Oh, the clan. You can migrate. Welcome."

    "Also, that''s how Yut gets more work..."

    I''m frightened by Alcia''s allegations, but Yut didn''t lose.

    "If you''re a rock giant, you still live in the mountains, don''t you? Our territory has quite a few mountains, so it would be helpful to have someone to trust besides Dwarves"

    "Is that it? What about the meadow species?

    "Nothing over there..."

    Honestly, I don''t even want to imagine Larsia increasing on a tribal basis. It''ll be busy, I''m sure.

    "No, what happened to Valtrude and Yona?

    "Oh......"

    The story changes and Yut''s expression is coloured with concern.

    "Yona is running away from home"

    "Bu."

    "Running away? That''s good."

    "What''s the cause?

    "I wonder if it''s me..."

    Look at Alcia in the first place, but neither affirm nor deny.

    I guess that''s the answer.

    In notion, Yut began to talk abruptly to the fellows he hadn''t met in about a year.

    "Hi, it seems Jonah thought my return was temporary. He thought he''d be back as soon as he got home for a bit."

    Naturally, there''s no fuss when Yut says he''s going home.

    "I see. So I stumbled on it."

    "But run away from home? You''ve grown up."

    "Immediately after helping out of the incubator of the Book of Nothingness, Yona did not bring together something called emotion. With that in mind, I don''t even know Exile''s emotions.

    However, it was not accumulated by the parties.

    "Maybe Valtrude''s on amulet?

    "Oh, Val, there won''t be too many of them."

    "Hmm. So, where are you two?

    "How do you know where you are?

    Larsia answered Exile''s simple question confidently.

    "There''s no way this over-protected yut hasn''t been confirmed in Mindfulness (Remote Site)"

    "The sweet thing is, so is Larsia, right?

    "That''s fine."

    "It''s the Great Southwest Desert."

    Yut, gently deflected by Larsia, tells the place like he was half plucked.

    "When I saw it, I was fighting sandworms and stupid big sasoris."

    "It is. That''s... poor thing."

    The bugs that are being hit by eight.

    The great desert of the southwest, entirely out of the country. Sensibly, it''s close to being on another continent. For that matter, I don''t have a problem with a massive outburst, but worryingly, it doesn''t make a difference.

    "How many days are you here?

    "This is the fifth day."

    Calm down, Arcia answers.

    "Yuto convinced me to fly there, but I didn''t have the ear to listen."

    "So I think you both came home at a good time, really"

    "Yeah, yeah. I think you should fix our relationship, Father."

    "Come on. Hit me."

    "You should stop it. You can''t hit Yut."

    "Then I''ll have the old man from Exile beat me up"

    "That, no. Absolutely"

    "Right. Because of this, I thought I''d show off the strength that God gave me."

    "This one''s ready for the cure spell."

    "This party is too sweet for Yut!

    "I wonder if it''s just hard on Larsia..."

    "Liar."

    An uncontested conversation with my colleagues, whom I haven''t seen in a long time.

    A cold voice echoes watering such a soothing atmosphere.

    "sloppy......"

    Before Yut knew it, Heavenly Rock Roof Door was open. From behind the door, an Albino girl peered at this one resentfully.

    "Yona......"

    Unexpectedly stunned, Yuut can only crush his name.

    "I forgot to tell you, because in the Message roll, we are announcing the return of Larsia and Egg."

    "That''s definitely intentional."

    "Come on......"

    Unheard of the interplay between Arcia and Larsia, Yut was unexpectedly rushing out.

    And hold Yona up and catch her tight so she doesn''t escape.

    "You idiot!

    "Idiots are that way!

    But neither is honest.

    "Besides, I just came to see Larsia and Egg"

    "Damn, how worried do you think I am"

    "I don''t."

    Puppy, Jonah points her lips as she turns away from Yut''s face, which is nearby.

    "I don''t care about the people who go away"

    "Yona......"

    Genuinely. Being hit with a murky emotion, Yut lost his thoughts and words.

    "Even I..."

    Beyond that, it''s speechless.

    It''s easy to stay. We have company, we have status, we have work, we have power. Maybe I''ll be happier than going back to Earth.

    So, parents, friends, don''t care about childhood friends?

    That can''t be right.

    That''s why I''m so worried.

    Still, I''ve come to the conclusion that...

    Unexpectedly, I''m about to exhale the curse I left to my emotions.

    "Ah. Me too, I''d like you to let me in..."

    "Val child......"

    It was Valtrude with a slightly troubled grin that held it off.

    That''s right. Even Valtrude must be here.

    I''m reminded of different things about how I couldn''t afford it.

    "Well, I''ll take care of this."

    "Larsia. After a while, did you get annoyed?

    "I''m not!? Because I''m a clean adult male!?"

    Larsia, who put a scratch into her difficult greeting whether or not she was joking about Yona, freed Yona from Yut and left the office.

    "Larsia......"

    "Well, you can stay on the big ship. Oh, Val, it''s been a while. Well, then, Jonah needs you."

    "Something, isn''t my treatment light?!?"

    Valtrude was scattered, though.

    "Thank you, Val. You bothered me."

    Totally detoxified, Yut triumphs over Valtrude.

    "I don''t think it''s annoying or anything"

    "Right. The man I like asked me to."

    Exile approaching Yut and Valtrude, who entered the world of the two without being distracted despite the giant. Hard to tell, but it was a full laugh.

    "... Exile. Speaking of which, I was just hoping I''d have to settle for once."

    "Do it."

    "Just what I want."

    "Stop."

    "Yes."

    "I''m sorry."

    It''s been a long time since we''ve had this exchange, and Yut breaks up with us.

    In the meantime, Valtrude also invited him indoors and gathered on the couch again.

    "Well, Jonah didn''t mean it either"

    "I know, I know."

    To Exile''s follow-up, Yut nods. But the next word I heard, I almost accidentally slipped off the couch.

    "My first love will be gone, and I won''t be able to afford it."

    "... what? What''s your first love?"

    "It means Jonah likes Yut."

    I can''t keep up with brain processing. Valtrude sitting next to each other is in a similar condition, but we hadn''t noticed each other.

    "No, but. Are you kidding me?

    "Jonah''s a girl, too."

    "That''s right, but... Really?

    "Don''t ask me."

    Well, who do you want me to tell?

    "When they say that, am I the only one..."

    I''m not here, but the truth is that there''s nothing I can do about it if you tell me.

    Jonah is too young to leave out about Valtrude or Earth. It''s like saying to your neighbor''s elementary school kids, "When you grow up, I''ll be your brother''s daughter-in-law."

    Thinking so......

    "... don''t you need to do something about it"

    "Right."

    Alcia calmly affirms.

    "But I''ll have a proper explanation."

    "That, of course,"

    That said, how did you explain it?

    Looking at the familiar ceiling, Yuut simulates a conversation with Jonah, who will be visiting after this.

    "All right, let''s get something good."

    "All of a sudden, don''t try to fish with things"

    "No..."

    In the ears of a drooling yut, the rattling and the sound of the door opening pops in.

    "Yona......"

    "I''m sorry."

    Unexpectedly, Jonah showed up early, and, besides, she''s been bowing her head.

    "Ooh. I hope you understand."

    I''ve eaten it and all I can do is accept it. What did Larsia say? and only the doubts deepen.

    "Well said, Jonah. Come on, you got one more thing to say, don''t you?

    "Yeah."

    Larsia, who was behind him, praised Jonah and slapped him on the back as if to brave him. The usual pranky smile disappears and also looks like Jonah''s brother.

    "But, Yut, promise me"

    "Promise?"

    "Yes. I have no choice but to go home. But I''m gonna do everything I can to find a way to get back here."

    "Yona......"

    More than that, Yut couldn''t say anything.

    There must have been something I wanted to say, something I needed to say. I''m also curious what Larsia might have said to make Yona pronounce this word.

    But all of that gets fogged up.

    "There''s no magic in my hometown. So when I go home, I don''t know if I can use magic. No, I don''t think I can use it."

    The development of the spell remains frustrated. If I could use it, there''s no guarantee I can come back.

    Honestly, I didn''t cover it up.

    Because that seriousness made sense, and now Jonah won''t say anything either.

    "But you do. So you''re wrong to give up from the start."

    Yut, gently pinky.

    "This is how I promise in my hometown."

    That''s what I tell Jonah to do.

    "You drink a thousand needles?

    "I''ll do my best over there so you don''t have to drink"

    Yut smiled and Jonah laughed

    The fellows watching the change exhale, too.

    "Yeah, yeah. It rains and hardens the ground. That''s a good story."

    "Right. Anyway, on our adventure, we didn''t get any information about the Earth and what we did in Yut''s hometown."

    "Wow. Egg, you can''t just say that!

    So we went all the way to the land of oblivion.

    At the same time that the doubts are iced away, complex emotions fill the yut.

    I feel no different about going home.

    But I wish I hadn''t found the means to go home.

    That''s what I think.

    It was a pitch-black space with no light.

    This is the Brewers, not the Brewers.

    Narrow space between the world and the world.

    There, one man showed himself. No foretaste, all of a sudden.

    But in this darkness.

    Naturally, you will only notice its emergence in a sense of uncertainty with signs and atmospheres.

    Fortunately, though.

    If anyone had eyes that foresaw complete darkness, they would have realized that there was anything but that man in this space.

    Yes. That there are countless subraces and giant species standing side by side with delicate and evil evil phases as if they had petrified the organism.

    And in the deepest part, there is something bigger and more different than the giant race.

    The man, whose heart had already broken, went to the bottom without any hesitation or hesitation, smashing the contents of an infinitely stored bag in front of something.

    Scattered, about humans - no, things that only humans themselves can see.

    It''s a thing that was originally human.

    Now, it''s a thing.

    Hunt and feed the bandits.

    It is not a sacrifice for resurrection.

    It''s not necessary for rituals.

    Simple and pure bait.

    Man - Ruler of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) - I don''t think that being a Triade is a fallen thing such as hunting out the likes of a pirate...

    Because that''s what we need, and it''s the least dangerous.

    Bait piles up sufficiently, and a red demonic light floats.

    That''s four pairs of eyes.

    It can exist in nature. But blasphemous eyes.

    Only momentarily, the quail loaded bait disappeared.

    Four pairs of eyes emit satisfying light.

    Literally instantly - it was once again closed to absolute darkness.

 32 2. When You Two (Previous)

    "Let''s go on a date"

    "... so uh?

    Valtrude, summoned by Yut, was bewildered by a suddenly asked word of no meaning.

    "Well, the date didn''t go through"

    Having intuited that perplexity as a translation problem, Yut often searches the vocabulary with his eyes closed.

    This is not the usual office, but a room for creating magic equipment (magic items) that you call your own lab. There are no problems with this fortress because of the plethora of empty rooms, but the internal mess was unbearable for Valtrude, who used order as the norm for behavior.

    "Yut, you''re tired."

    Seeing the tragedy in this room is obvious.

    Some magic equipment to be delivered in lieu of military roles rolls randomly, and magic weapons and protective equipment that only have weak magic (from their point of view) brought in by the Larsians "I don''t need them, but I wonder if they can use them for something" are also piled up in one corner.

    More than that, Yut now has thick neighborhoods under his eyes and runny hair. Besides, it was obvious that he was strangely tense, sleepless, or fatigued.

    "I''m glad you got some magic gear for me, but why that much?"

    "Well, Val and I are going on a date... to meet and pull."

    "Meet... Pull...?

    The fragile appearance of the Virgin was instantly stained red as if it were a sound.

    I see, I now understand that dating was about dating... and it makes my head even brighter.

    "Or are you still not calm?

    "I worked hard for that, I..."

    As if the dull fire were wind and flame, Yut, who was like a corpse, suddenly rose up and held Valtrude''s hand with both hands.

    It''s a behavior that I would never normally do.

    I am developing a condition abnormality in the tension.

    "Wow, okay. But rest first."

    Now it was still around the middle of the early morning and morning hours, but I didn''t think I''d be able to figure it out by the end of the day. Besides, after a day, you might even change your mind.

    "Okay. Then it''s tomorrow, tomorrow. Meet me at the city entrance tomorrow. If it rains, we''ll do something about it in Weather Manipulation.

    Saying such outrageous things, Yut closed his eyes and traveled to the world of his dreams - standing still.

    "Hey, Yuut!

    Like a doll with a broken thread, he fell straight into Valtrude. Unconsciously, bury your face in a cautious but soft fuzz.

    "What do you want me to do..."

    It is easy to carry Yut to his room. But can you accomplish that without anyone seeing you?

    In the end.

    Valtrude was to spend time knee-pillowing until Yut woke up in this chaotic room.

    Still developing, but vibrant township.

    Along the platform, the tracks that extend.

    A pasture stretching a little further away and a group of dozens of horses running around freely there.

    There is such a sight in Yut''s eyes waiting for Valtrude.

    I don''t remember how he dictated it down, but when he woke up, Yut clearly remembered his date appointment with Valtrude. Of course, I''ve confirmed that''s not delusional.

    Valtrude, who was taken to Arusia to prepare where we tried to leave together, was supposed to meet outside the city.

    "Totally, it''s a date."

    I feel bored when I recognize that again, but I can''t get around to it. The Great Mage must always be cool, forcing him to remain calm.

    My face was somewhat corny, but I wouldn''t be able to help it.

    Though I''m not wearing a pure white Grand Mage robe, I look like my usual uniform. I don''t know if there is anything else for me, but I decided to think that after school dating in uniform might be something B too.

    Too floating, thoughts don''t make sense.

    Time is just before noon.

    One carriage approached Yut, who was tumbling near the east gate of the city of Falv - no walls, but a place to hit the main gate.

    Heavy sound of metal rubbing against each other. Two-headed but bigger and more powerful than a regular carriage. Strong men are standing by near your podium and the conductor''s seat, but they are mercenaries entrusted with security.

    A monthly contract with them, with a reward of 20 gold coins. The insurance system also has a good reputation for them, although it is not as good a benefit as it highlights. Normally, even if you get injured, it''s at your own risk, because you can get treatment for it cheaply.

    Besides, if you apply, you can get the same guarantee up to your family.

    As a yut, I just incorporated the Japanese system, so the feeling is faint, but it was a revolutionary measure in this Brewers.

    The carriage railroad slows down gradually, heading towards a platform with a roof but simple.

    The carriage railroad proposed by Yut. Regular flights from Hardenturm arrived.

    This puts people on, but includes cargo only vehicles, about six round-trips a day.

    A passenger came down from Tallap at the same time as he pulled over. Officials take good care of horses and start checking carriages.

    Yut, somehow, kept seeing the sight. I have visited many inspections, but it has always been a strange sight to see my suggestions taking shape.

    One man out of the carriage takes his luggage out of the cargo space and then carries it on his back to the city of Falve.

    More and more merchants have recently gone to Falve to sell fried seafood at Hardenturm''s fishing port in the early morning, he said. Perhaps he''s one of them.

    It''s inexpensive and safe with escorts. Moreover, carriage railways had gained a reputation for being convenient due to scheduled flights.

    I feel safe as a yut.

    But I just gave my mouth and money. I seriously believe that the actual feat belongs to the Dwarves who built and laid the tracks and to the Hardenturm vendors who actually operate them.

    Of course, the Accelerator (Rapid Truck), developed by Yut, has contributed a lot, but he doesn''t seem to think it''s a big deal.

    "You kept me waiting."

    Turning around, there was a beautiful girl there.

    Bright blonde hair that melts away the gold. Eyes that will make even the finest sapphires feel sapphire. Smoother and finer looking skin than silk.

    The hair that had been cut together to the point of reaching the shoulders because it was in the way of the battle, after a year, had grown a lot.

    "Oh......"

    Even Yut, who should be used to it, loses his word to the beauty of Valtrude, which cannot be said even after all he has said.

    I just got here, but I didn''t even get a classic dialogue.

    "Don''t look so, aren''t you ashamed"

    "Oh, wow."

    Unlike the irreplaceable Yut, I''ve never seen Valtrude''s clothes before.

    Active outfits such as braided boots in a pure white piece, but simple and well suited. The design is not too conspicuous but the fabric and tailoring are the finest.

    But that''s all she wears, and any costume is just a pull out. In a way, you could call it artisan crying.

    "Carriage railroad."

    Seeing the carriage railway station at the end of Yut''s gaze, Valtrude said as he remembered.

    "When I first heard it, I thought it was just a carriage, but you seem to have a good reputation"

    "Our territory tends to be quite mountainous. Besides, specialty iron is heavy."

    Yut, too, would have stopped at the maintenance of the station carriage, as Valtrude put it, had it been all about the plains. But when it comes to adding it to the logistics network up to Mainz, it doesn''t. It was costly, but it is a job for the administration to do.

    As a matter of fact, I''m still in deficit, but that''s what public transport is all about. It was a yuut to laugh and relay.

    "I mean, how did you get here?

    "Ah. After Alcia made me into a dressing doll, Jonah flew me in Teleportation"

    "What a waste of power"

    But then today''s date is totally uncovered.

    I just have to get ready and enjoy this now. Let there be no regrets.

    "Well, come here"

    "Oh."

    Confirming that Valtrude had approached such a distance as it could reach, Yut took out one scroll.

    "Mirror (Reflective) Disguise (Disgusting)"

    Magic light covers the surroundings around the two of us, but that''s all.

    "Nothing''s changed."

    "Because that''s the kind of spell"

    Yut replies with a bitter smile as the spell activates and loses its magic parchment scroll.

    A phantom technique that does not change their actual appearance, but misleads them to identify with fellow countrymen who have no distinctiveness in what they see. Originally used by adventurers to sneak into goblin nest holes, etc.

    "So you''re not recognized as a lord and housekeeper, you''re just a resident"

    "It''s a good guess for Val."

    "Phew."

    Apparently, he was in a good mood, too.

    "Well, let''s go"

    Subtle.

    At least as it seemed, Yut shook Valtrude''s hand. A soothing feel. The illusion that the gripped part has heat immediately.

    For a moment, Valtrude nearly moved to pay for Yut''s hand, but he held it down with the power of his will and, conversely, held it back a long time.

    Yut knows. that Valtrude has a complex in his hands. that he feels a draw in the hand of the sword Dako.

    Whether Yut cares or not, he can''t afford to.

    Still, I was glad Valtrude would accept it.

    "First, I''d like to look at the ranch."

    "Oh, I don''t mind"

    Yuut says he doesn''t go straight to the city of Falve, but stops by. Valtrude also nods and walks out with his hands held together.

    From the beginning, I didn''t mean to do this.

    However, Valtrude in a white piece made me want to go to the ranch because she was like a deep-window maid on a plateau.

    Actually, that was it.

    "Was I quite the embarrassing guy...?

    "What''s up?

    "No, it''s nothing"

    In no time, he arrived at a ranch near Falve.

    "Ooh. Horses are running, running."

    In Japan - a shorter but more disappointing physique than a horse I''ve seen on TV. Is it exercise time now, some horses were raising dirt and dust for fun.

    Quite powerful.

    Seeing it this way makes me wonder if animals and monsters don''t change much in the sense of amazement. Though it would be a unique thought for Earthlings.

    Valtrude, who is used to seeing, rather said away.

    "It would be natural for a horse to run. I bought it for a lot of money."

    There is as much land as there is. Feed can also be collected.

    But the horse itself doesn''t. Caught a wild horse is useless, so I bought it. At once, about a hundred.

    "All of them, it would have cost about 10,000 gold coins"

    It is about 100 million yen in Japanese yen.

    I don''t know if it''s a reasonable amount to launch a ranch, but it''s a reasonable place for the price of horses in this world. Except, of course, for the wages to the horses and the building costs of the stables.

    "Well, I know you need it for carriage railroads, and some of them are handed out to villages, so it''s not in vain..."

    "I know it''s useful, but he said it seems like a waste and anxiety"

    "If you know, you don''t weigh yourself..."

    "Money is for spending."

    I assure you, Yuut, as I strengthen my power to hold Valtrude''s hand.

    It was an adventurous dialogue that has continued to replace most of the money earned with more powerful equipment. Valtrude, too, cannot be strongly said because it is essentially of its kind.

    "Besides, you''re a little reclaimed, aren''t you?

    "Oh, you mean the licensing system"

    "I thought it would be a shame to let you play, so I tried to make something similar to a driver''s license, but you took it by surprise"

    "Driver''s license - you mean the permit for the steel self-propelled carriage you said before. Surely, if such things were to ride around the common people, they would have to lay down rules."

    Rather than convinced, Valtrude nodded.

    "But it all started with Valko not being able to ride a horse, so this is an unexpected development, too."

    "No, we can ride. I can ride, but I''m just technically immature."

    Now Valtrude reinforces his power to hold hands and insists.

    It''s a conversation that doesn''t seem very top-tier in this Earl of Istas territory, but with the effect of the "Mirrored Disguise" spell, the horses don''t even realize their employers are in this place.

    "I don''t know the boundaries around here, but I got the ink. It''s a selfie, though."

    "Ugh...... Unless you specialize in exploring underground labyrinths¡­"

    "Well, that''s true of the area, but you''re sure it won''t be dressed up"

    "Even Yut would have been worse than me"

    "If you can defend your pride by beating other worlds who''ve never ridden a horse, that''s fine."

    "Ugh...... So, is that why you practiced?

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) Valtrude has scorned equestrianism for a reason.

    The Cathedral Knight gives special rides (usually military horses) from the serving God, but Valtrude had instead gained the protection of The Demonic Assault.

    She''s right, it doesn''t necessarily mean that military horses can be fully active in the dungeons. The decision itself sees Yut as reasonable.

    But it is also true that you do not dress up.

    Because of this, when we bought a lot of horses, we encouraged them to practice together.

    "Right. Well, Valko was like a physical haunt, and I thought she''d improve soon."

    That''s why I sent you a horseback riding license as a little joke. It was Yut who made it, but put Valtrude''s signature on your own.

    Use the western paper produced by Yut with a spell, and mix the ink with the ashes of the used scrolls. At that time, I didn''t have a problem because I was only going to have one.

    Where it came from, I could now get a request to have the same license.

    Therefore, the training cost was also crowded and accepted for 10 gold coins - about 100,000 yen.

    It is rampant.

    In short, don''t sign up - I meant, but although it didn''t arrive, a hopeful person showed up at Constant. Despite the fact that it was confined to the Count Istas'' inhabitants alone.

    I can get Valtrude''s status as a hero, and documents like hard to forge. If you think about it, it wasn''t particularly expensive.

    Besides, there is the aspect that it is boiling down to a favourable economy due to large investments.

    "Well, you''re going to learn Val''s letters."

    "Don''t be ridiculous. Even I can write my own name."

    "Right..."

    "Stop. Don''t look at me with those raw, warm eyes"

    It was two people who on the surface were invisible interactions between lovers, but never let go of their hands.

    "Time to go"

    "Oh. I don''t mind, but what did you want to see?

    Of course, the cute thing about Valtrude.

    I can''t even tell you how torn my mouth is, such as that, and Yut holds Valtrude''s hand to the city of Falve. We walked on to the city of the two of us.

 33 3. When Two (Medium)

    There are no walls in Falve.

    Instead, creatures with evil phases are ostracized by the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion that Valtrude and Alcia have ritualized and deployed around them, and the security of the city is preserved.

    Nevertheless, it''s not like there are no gatekeepers. East, west, north and south entrances - there are no walls, so they are installed at connections from city to street - to the extent that formal checks are carried out, though.

    There is also no city tax, so there is only enough work to control obviously suspicious people such as bounty necks placed on other lands or to make sure illegal goods are not brought in.

    But the gatekeepers equipped with matching leather armor and spears were diligent.

    Juut and Valtrude, lined up in rows of about 10 people waiting to enter the city, observe the first of their jobs.

    Of course, keep your hands together.

    I don''t have a high pressure attitude, I ask sorry, I check my luggage quickly and send it out with a smile. He was also answering a few questions properly.

    I don''t need to do that now, but I''ve received several reports that I''ve captured a suspicious person, and I stand on my arm.

    That''s right, I''ve just passed Valtrude''s interview.

    Despite this, Yut was smiling bitterly.

    "Something. Isn''t this a punch test?

    "Oh, yeah. But isn''t that what patience is all about?

    "I do have a point..."

    Besides, I just unintentionally encountered it on my way out on a date, so I can''t wait.

    Both of the gatekeepers were honestly encouraging in their duties, and it could be said salvation that neither caution nor disposition was needed.

    "Welcome to Falve"

    Like NPC. But the two of us are greeted by a dialogue we can''t say otherwise. Just get your hands off me and get checked.

    I didn''t even introduce Magic Sensing (Sense Magic), so I was able to enter the city without anything because I was never found out who I was, and I had very little luggage.

    Once again, we hold hands from either side - but the act makes us aware of the situation and feelings again, making us unable to remain normal minds.

    (It''s okay, it''s okay. I don''t hate Valko, either. At least they haven''t been rejected...... should be)

    Yuut''s gaze shakes because he comes and goes as strong and weak as Seesaw, after all, he is embarrassed.

    Second, sand and silver under my feet got into my eyes.

    "You''re staying right, this"

    "It would be obvious. We did the ritual."

    That''s just two people talking to each other in a whisper.

    He stopped straight and once again looked at the silver line painted in the ditch. There are other people doing similar things, so it''s not particularly noticeable.

    "Speaking of which, you know what? Rumors that if you walk around this ditch, your wish will come true"

    "Oh...... Well, isn''t that good? It''s just a spell for us, but that''s what faith is all about."

    "It''s not in your interest."

    "We should be talking about faith."

    Rather than Valtrude, the views on faith are not at odds with the human beings of Yut and the Brewers. But "well, now," I stopped going in deep.

    It''s just a catalyst.

    "That''s what faith is."

    Walk to Falve with the good Valtrude.

    "But I can''t imagine this place was nothing but ruins a year ago."

    The city, which Yut has zoned out, has several buildings built and streets maintained at the hands of the Dwarves, still vibrant while still under construction.

    No, it''s the heat because it''s growing.

    Even now, construction continues there, and the opening of stores that meet the demand of those engaged in it¡­ creates a good circulation.

    "It''s just that it''s mostly a bungalow, but I''m worried about it in the future."

    "I have no choice. It was just hard to get the water upstairs or above."

    I leave the design of the building mostly to the craftsmen and builders. The demarcation was not so strict either, but particular attention was paid to the maintenance of sewers.

    "Sure, I know the water supply is convenient, but when we expand the city, we''ll have another ritual of" The Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion "... it''s good, but we''re out of money"

    "You just have to make money. You can do this without me, right?

    Valtrude smiled bitterly at the solution, which was too lucid.

    Each building is equipped with a primitive sewer and a toilet for washing water, albeit in a constantly flowing format.

    The water is supplied from a ceramic sewer installed in advance underground and the drainage is channelled into the sewage. The ceramics were prepared at the same time with the spell of "Earth Ringing (Move Earth)," for no further reason.

    As far as construction was concerned, the Dwarves'' skills and efforts, including the Tordeks, were mobilized in total. I managed to take shape after the hard work, but "I thought it was a good job..." I can still remember Trudek''s bitter laughter. Next, I can''t forget the face of the moment I said it was because I would build the same facility for Hardenturm and Mainz.

    The water supply runs from the Lady River, which runs by the city. The sewage is sent from Falve to a storage pond a few kilometres away, where it is purified before being flushed to the river.

    For purification, the divine magic Food Purification (Purifying) was used.

    Primary divine magic that purifies rotten food and drinking water. A spell that can also be described as mercy that does not waste precious grace but brings salvation from hunger and dryness.

    In response to the idea of purifying sewage with a filter that demonized it, Arcia seemed unconvinced that "this is some sort of blasphemy¡­" but Yut intentionally ignored it.

    There will be no god for the people to be happy and complain.

    "Well, it''s something I can do because I have money."

    Yut crushes as he continues down the city''s boulevard.

    The road is wide and in the future the track for the carriage railway is going to run in the centre. The road depicted a somewhat curved surface, which provided a mechanism for rainwater to flow into the side ditch.

    Street lights are also installed at intervals of about 10 meters, which also plays a role in the promotion of bold iron (crystal iron).

    "It''s not just a purifier."

    "That''s true, but isn''t it a good thing that life gets richer? What are you so unhappy about?

    Valtrude, sensitive to the thorns in the words, asks Yut.

    "No, think you''re as great as the man thinks you are."

    "Oh, you said it first. No matter how much money we have, there''s no way an adventurer like us can do anything against the country."

    "Great people have a lot of things, a lot of things."

    Yut laughs bitterly at Valtrude for trying to wage war on nobility.

    In fact - which is now rather diminishing - the assets in their possession are comparable to a few percent of the national budget. What happens if it is linked to the force of a hero?

    You don''t really want to imagine.

    It therefore gave it a high status by the time it was unnatural and ordered territorial development.

    The Yuts also obeyed the situation after understanding it.

    In a way, it can be said that an accomplice relationship had been established.

    "Well, you didn''t expect me to be this far in the short term."

    That summed up the story, and the two moved to the southeast of the city early enough. This southeastern block is set as a commercial district, and the Chamber of Commerce''s opening rush continues from within and outside Count Istas territory.

    But the destination is not there.

    Further inside the city.

    The market, which is also visible from the fortress of Falve, is the destination for the two of us.

    "Hmm. Isn''t it busy"

    Valtrude walks with an intriguing view of a series of dewstores filling both sides of the road. It''s not that the market is unusual, it''s that of Falve.

    Looking at how she was smiling like that, Yut bought an apple at one of the dewstores.

    Apples are more expensive than other fruits because they are difficult to cultivate, but the fact that they contain such fruits in itself represents the fact that Falve is boiling in the good economy.

    "Take it easy, Valko. The countrymen will see us."

    "Well, I''m actually a countryman, but doesn''t Yut seem quite used to it more than that"

    I tell him to twist the apple he received from Yut.

    With such a trick. That''s just it, Yut''s eyes nailed. Beauty says she''ll get tired of it in three days, but she''s never seen Valtrude, so she can say that.

    "Beauty gets it. Whatever you do, you''ll be fine."

    "What a sudden. Beautiful, etc..."

    Because of the sky above, words I didn''t intend to say were becoming reality. While panicking inside, Yut manages to delude herself.

    "It''s true, isn''t it? I''ve never seen a more beautiful woman than Valko."

    "Oh, that''s how you''re going to delude me!

    Surprisingly, it was a valtroude vulnerable to straightforward pushing.

    "I mean it for what it''s worth, but we''re pretty much in the market for now, mainly with Jonah. Quite often, after we make up."

    "I dated all the way to the desert, I wonder what the hell..."

    For the first time on a honeymoon with a girl like my sister and Yut, Valtrude is unexpectedly blind.

    "More than that, why didn''t you invite me either"

    "Jonah says it''s better if we''re alone. Well, if you want to go anyway, you should go with someone who buys you whatever you want."

    "Isn''t Yut just sweet"

    "Say yes"

    Yut affirmed without any evil at all.

    "Well, it''s my treat today, so fix your mood."

    "Totally. I don''t have a choice, so let''s get him deluded."

    The two smiled, hand in hand and moving on to the market.

    There are plenty of excuses that people - not enough to turn back - can be strong enough to hold hands together.

    In the market, you can see shops lining up groceries. If you look, there was also a line of fresh fish we saw at the carriage railway station. Others sell groceries and cloths, while others sell rare spices.

    "You saw the same thing on that sign earlier."

    "That''s a sign from the Chamber of Commerce. Basically, the Chamber of Commerce doesn''t retail, but lends its own sign to an outdoor store with a direct deal. In short, you mean the store under the umbrella."

    "You know me well."

    "... rather, it''s a level where I can''t help but get a scratch on why I don''t know"

    Why? Because it is Valtrude.

    Never, I''m not scorning you. I''m not, but I can''t help stuffing beyond my allowable amount.

    "Oh, do you have a weapon too? Sometimes there''s a dig in this place."

    "You don''t have that, exactly."

    Valtrude happily takes swords and spears unconstructively spread over a cloth spread out on the ground.

    Such an outdoor shop is not uncommon.

    Is it also unique to the Brewers that weapons, protective equipment, and suspicious potions are sold because of the price? If it''s not as bad as it sounds, it''s not going to get under control. It''s your own fault.

    "... for now, it looks like there''s no such thing as magic equipment."

    "Suddenly, the pleasure was taken away..."

    "How long have you been dreaming?"

    "Oh. This is rusty, but isn''t it quite a specialty?

    "No, well, good."

    The smell tickled Valtrude''s nose as he appropriately chilled the stores to such a condition. If you look at the smell, my father in a bear shop is baking skewers.

    "Brother, it''s a bird skewer. What do you say?"

    My father, who noticed his gaze, sells in with all the business opportunities.

    "Valko, what do we do?

    "Let''s eat"

    It was instant. Despite eating apples, there was no stray.

    "Well, give me two"

    "Aye."

    Skewers that receive a few pieces of copper coins for consideration both disappear into Valtrude''s stomach. Exactly, in an instant.

    "That''s pretty good. It''s not just salt... Smells like herbs."

    The whole meal was actually in the hall. Besides, I taste it right.

    "Sorry, two more."

    Hand over a few copper coins again and turn one of the extra ones to Valtrude. It soon became just a skewer.

    "For about a bite, I''d like to have one, too?

    "You didn''t say you wanted it, did you?

    "Ha ha. Loved weakness, bro."

    "If you fall in love, you lose."

    "Different."

    "No, this is nervous and hungry..."

    "It''s not an excuse, is it?

    The two of them moved from the front of the stall with a bitter smile and satisfaction, and then continued shopping with this if they noticed.

    "A permanent market is good. I can afford it whenever I think I can, and more importantly, it''s convenient."

    "It''s natural that it''s my feeling. There was a shop there for 24 hours without a day''s rest."

    "The more I listen to you, the stranger Yut''s hometown is. When are you going to rest? You''re letting Golem do the clerk, though?

    "There''s no word for that"

    I get the feeling that Slow Life is not the only absolute justice, but I do wonder if there is something wrong with Japan. I don''t doubt it''s convenient.

    "Let the inspection be around here, it''s time to go in one way or another"

    I don''t have a watch, but I walked quite a bit. It would be a good time to take a break.

    "Was it an inspection?

    "If it''s not an inspection, it''s a date."

    "... well. Right."

    I have trouble being silent there......

    Yut, who wandered his gaze, sets a target in a liquor store. Even Jonah and I have been to the store several times. Dirty, but the simmering was delicious.

    Most falves have stone buildings, but the shop to which the two headed is simple wooden. The cheapness seemed, on the contrary, to be favoured by Valtrude as well.

    "Long time no see, some of these stores"

    Occupy one table in the store that was buried about half way, Valtrude said in a whisper.

    "Oh, yeah"

    I haven''t seen Valtrude in a long time.

    There are also a few more fancy shops in Falve, but you don''t need to go today. Well, I don''t know about this choice on a date, but fashionable cafes don''t exist. I have no choice.

    "Stewed and ale, something to pinch..."

    I have a sausage.

    "Well, let''s make that two servings"

    A ponytail waitress heads to the kitchen with her order.

    Yut looks around the store until the food is brought in.

    In the store, despite the daytime, the men were overlapping the cup. In addition to the Dwarves, there are many other humans in the style of manual workers. On the other hand, the accompanying adventurer was not within sight of the store of this hand.

    "Yes, please wait"

    Waitress cleverly ale claw and wooden jock. Besides, I lined up a deep dish with stewed dishes. When you''re young but it''s a big deal, Valtrude impresses you in a weird place.

    Looking sideways at it, Yut poured ale on the two jocks.

    Take a sip of warm ale.

    Alcohol from daytime. Besides, there''s a minor.

    Well, I''ll take another bite now. Warm and bitter, but delicious.

    Valtroude also had his hands on a quick simmer.

    "Isn''t it delicious?"

    I just chopped the warm vegetables and simmered them with pork guts, but surprisingly there is no odor with plenty of spices and herbs used and I feel deep in the taste.

    "Isn''t it? We keep our shop."

    I leave the sausage with a dialogue that can''t be serious or a joke.

    The surface is lightly broiled and the skin is elastic enough to play and is just fun to bite off.

    "Does this store also have a requisition form?"

    He looked at the board where Yut was hung on the wall as he poked the sausage with a fork. At the end of that line of sight, Valtrude also follows.

    "An investigation of the Platinum Capital, the legendary city that lies within the northern mountains... My client looks like a warlock in Sejour, the king''s capital."

    "Depending on the allowance to the city there, you feel like you''re sticking it. Well, it''s a common pattern."

    Requests to adventurers are often put up in taverns in this way. Otherwise, you may receive a direct request if you raise your name somewhat.

    "Do you want to take any requests before you go back?

    "If we show up, my client will be surprised."

    "Really? I wouldn''t be that celebrity."

    "No, I knew we''d stop it"

    Yut shook his head.

    "Before you go back, it''s like you can''t come back."

    "Yut......"

    In the hustle and noise of the tavern, silence dominates the venue.

    Through it, the song of the bard went on.

    "Save the world, heroes, white walts, lourdes."

    "Buha."

    "Yut!?"

    Valtrude wipes it worthwhile around Yut''s mouth that blew out the ale, but not if he''s impressed with it now.

    "What the hell, this..."

    "Sounds like our song......"

    Valtrude embraces reality in ways such as inadmissibility. But Yut was uncomfortable with the attitude.

    Valtrude who is a hero but doesn''t like to be treated like a hero. But from her now, I can''t feel any rejection of the bard''s song.

    When that happens, the answer is narrowed.

    "Val, you knew about this, didn''t you?

    "About what?

    Valtrude eats up the simmering all at once and calls the waitress for an extra order.

    He''s going to be deluded. As always, it''s a bad lie.

    "... ok. It was my fault. Alcia told me and I knew."

    "Why didn''t you tell me?"

    "Because I absolutely hate you."

    "Well, it''s a world of less entertainment, and I don''t like it, but I won''t even try to ban it."

    "Really? Actually, they say that duel noise is also sung by bards in the alley. So I told you to shut up because I would definitely get in the way."

    "Seriously!?"

    Yut held his head by accident.

    "Alcia, whatever it takes, it''s..."

    "What. This isn''t our first time, is it? And you never even heard of the love of the duel ground?

    A waitress comes in to pick up the order as she rocks the ponytail from left to right and enters into a conversation between the two of them. With her pointing out, I had an anticipation that Jonah would have kept it out of Yut''s ear by some means.

    But more than that, it doesn''t sound familiar. Then I cared about the disturbing title.

    "Dueling love? What the hell, it"

    "Is that a tease? Do I have to explain it from there?

    "Yes. Excuse me..."

    When awesome, the land of high school students leaves and suddenly becomes humble.

    In response to such a yuut, the waitress began to speak well.

    "The lord here, that''s a beautiful man, enough to forget to even sigh. Such a lord the nobleman adored. I can''t help it. I''m trying to help my lord."

    Well, can''t you even interpret that? Normally, I wouldn''t expect to pay 100,000 gold coins, nor would I think of it as a decent demand.

    That''s it, it''s still good.

    "And it was the sorcerer who got angry. You gave your feelings purely to the lord, so naturally. So it became a duel for three fights."

    "Three battles...?

    "First a duel with a spell, then a battle with the addition of all the noble private soldiers. And finally, we''re going to take out a one-on-one duel with no spells, you flamboyant bastard!

    To a waitress who starts talking like a dreaming maiden, Yut can''t pinch words. I don''t even want to understand.

    I''m just in a state of shivering and waiting for a typhoon to pass.

    "What, that''s completely different from the duel I know..."

    "Hmm? Did I say something?

    "No."

    "Oh, well, I''ll make a request to the bard, so take your time. Now, keep ordering."

    "Isn''t it a good place to serve?"

    "Is this Hellenonically?

    "The fact that a hero is a hero is one of the tasks"

    "... you have to drink to come"

    In the end, I added more cheap ales.

    I didn''t know you were going to drink kerosene this year.

    You don''t know what life is, I feel smudged.

 34 4. When the two of us (after)

    "I drank too much..."

    Yut, who left the tavern, was on the verge of going down. I know why you got sick, but it''s the difference between cloud mud and Valtrude lending you a shoulder.

    Right now, I can''t even afford to feel the scent of Valtrude''s hair tickling my nose tip.

    "That''s something you don''t want to admit. The mistake of your own youth."

    "That''s about it, it''s sloppy"

    "No, because Val''s just unusual, right?

    "Well, you don''t seem to need my" allowance. "

    "I was just vulnerable to alcohol. Best regards,"

    Valtrude smiled bitterly when I told him to do it, softly touching Yut''s chest with his hand.

    Light of pale and gentle "Hands".

    The power of healing given by God by the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) permeates his body, and his soothing mood disappears.

    "Wow. Thanks."

    "Well, it''s not something I would use this way..."

    "Sorry for me."

    Yut makes a big stretch to appeal to demodulation.

    "No, when it comes to Yut, but not... by the way, where are we headed?

    "Hey, southwest neighborhood."

    Without even cowering at Valtrude, who was in a luminous mood, Yut took Valtrude''s hand again and proceeded.

    "Hmm. Are you also running errands for some craftsman?

    "Sharp."

    Industry in this world does not leave the domain of domestic handicrafts. Therefore, the craftsmen also work in their place of residence rather than in commercial areas.

    Although to the extent that coal smoke or the like does not cause annoyance.

    It should be noted that the Falve compartment is established to the south for commercial and residential areas. This is also due to the spread of undeveloped land on the south side.

    Temples and administrative relations are gathered on the north side, because this one doesn''t need to develop. As a result, the Lady River is set up to the north.

    Yuut pulling Valtrude without giving a detailed explanation.

    But a crowd appeared on that path.

    From where the anger and curse are flying, it doesn''t seem like it''s just a crowd either.

    "Oh, a fight."

    "Fighting, not. We''re stopping it."

    "That''s an extra favor."

    Yuut approaching the crowd while fooling Valtrude, who is still going to run out. When I pulled the crowd out of the front row, I heard a familiar voice.

    "That''s it, there is!

    That playful appearance is so much so that the bearded men who were working together accidentally stopped moving.

    Alaina North Tin.

    The Cathedral Knight girl, who came to Falve to convey the intentions of the Temple of Hellenonia, was now in charge of policing the city.

    "In the name of the Hellenonian god, you will control the sins of chaos."

    "What does God have to do with anything? This is our fight."

    "Hehe, right. Don''t let anyone get in the way."

    "What the hell, this fighting cartoon space"

    I know you didn''t hear that Yut, but ignore Alaina and a man hits a man.

    "No, no, no."

    At the same time, Alaina popped up.

    I''m hanging a sword on my hips, but there''s no sign of pulling it out.

    As they broke in between them as they stood, they took the right arm that the man protruded and twisted it up. At the same time he pays off his legs and floats his body, throwing it at another man.

    "Come on, let''s make a big deal out of it."

    "Oh, he''s not bad. I..."

    "Yes, sir. The story is, you hear it in the Minutes Temple. I''ll take that man with me. Well, I''m sorry to disturb you."

    The applause echoes as he leaves by connecting a rope to the two people who were having a quarrel.

    It was like some kind of show.

    "You''re doing a good job. I''m impressed."

    "What the hell happened to those two..."

    "Hmm?"

    "No, it''s nothing"

    It was subtly two people with different focuses, but I''m pretty sure they got a higher appreciation for Alaina.

    The two of them, who began to travel distracted by a scattered crowd, share their thoughts on the current incident.

    "Not surprisingly... but you''re doing better than I thought"

    "You look lonely for what you''re praising."

    "No, I thought maybe I had that future, too."

    Jealous, Yut reviewed Valtrude''s frivolous side. Do you not like desk work or do you like the field? Or both.

    "Hey, Val, you can''t do this to me,"

    "That''s a long time."

    "You''re not good at manipulation or anything, are you? And we need to make some accommodation."

    "Ugh, well, yes..."

    "Besides, if Val was doing some policing, I wouldn''t be in this city."

    "Right. Right..."

    I got an accurate idea of Yut''s intentions. Valtrude, who has grasped it, dyes his cheeks and rebuts the words so that he can bite them off.

    It''s good to say.

    After I say it, it''s a problem.

    "Ah. And that''s it, isn''t it? I was getting reports, but Alaina seems to be doing pretty flexible. When we first met, it didn''t feel that way."

    "Oh, yeah. That was unexpected, too. Thanks to you, my curtain is gone."

    In the end, Yut didn''t step in. Valtrude also tunes in to it.

    If Alcia had watched, she wouldn''t hesitate to even tongue.

    The two travel through the city of Falve with no hands connected as they are.

    Off the boulevard we went into the trail and gradually there were fewer people.

    After walking through several alleys and dozens of minutes, Yut stops.

    "This is the destination."

    "Is that the workshop?

    "Oh. I have something I want you to see. I don''t need Mirror | Disguise or Disgusting anymore."

    Yuut who rings his fingers and cuts off the duration of the spell. Most of all, it doesn''t work for them, so it doesn''t change anything as a consciousness.

    A workshop building with integrated residential and work spaces that connects houses around. Valtrude follows Yuut inside as he gets used to it.

    "Hey, it''s what I was asking for"

    "It''s done. Wait a minute."

    When Yut hung up, a Dwarf craftsman appeared snuggly from the back. But he pulls right in and goes back to pick up something that Yut seems to have ordered.

    The furnace only has a flame left, but the heat was hot in the workshop. Valtrude says nothing, although he feels the need for ventilation in the dusty indoors.

    I''m just shining my eyes on expectations about what you''re going to show me.

    "Dwarves, blacksmiths, you want to show me... a sword"

    "Why conclusively? If you look at what you''re dressed for, you can say that."

    Today Valtrude is an active outfit such as a braided boot in a pure white piece, but doesn''t look like he''s waving a sword.

    "Ugh. So it''s armor?

    "All right, Val, why don''t we shut up for a second?"

    "It''s not terrible, it''s"

    "I''m sorry."

    "Look, here it is"

    The dwarf that brought the little box interrupted the conversation between the two of them. Good to interrupt, both of them.

    "Oh, thank you"

    "Is the price good?

    "I''m Advance"

    Upon receiving the small box, Yut prompted Valtrude to leave the workshop.

    "What was that?

    They said they had something to look at, but they left without a thing. It would also be natural for Valtrude to protest with a little bit of lipstick.

    When Yut smiled when he saw how it was, he made sure there was no one around him before taking out the scroll of the rational spell.

    "Flight"

    When he casts a spell that gives himself and Valtrude the ability to fly, Yut surfaces first and calls Valtrude.

    "Val."

    "Oh. No, wait a minute"

    "Sorry, I didn''t realize"

    Valtrude, who rushed to follow him, hesitated to hold onto the hem of his skirt. This is totally yut bad.

    Yut, back on the ground, holds his hand behind Valtrude''s knee in his arms. The so-called princess position. One day I''ll pay you back.

    "Wow. Yut......"

    "I''m sorry. Don''t break out."

    I don''t take care of it because I have a "Flight" spell where I dropped it, but that doesn''t make me look good.

    As if holding even an important treasure, Yut held Valtrude''s body and jumped straight up high in the sky.

    Yut stops when he crosses the tall Falv building and the fortress of Falv is also far smaller.

    Beneath his eyes, the city of Falve was spreading in a radial fashion.

    "This is Falve now..."

    "Oh, it''s the city we built."

    The population of Falve has exceeded a thousand degrees. Even in this Brewers, it''s only a small, medium sized city.

    But I am more comfortable than the rest of the city and have the pride that I already have a more developed basement. Around the world, I want to be proud.

    "I was remembering right after the castle fortress was built"

    "Me, too."

    Thoughts are the same, but Yut doesn''t see only the city of Falve.

    Together with the side of Valtrude in his chest, he watched the city of Falve, which we had all created. Because that''s the most correct perception for Yut.

    When Valtrude smiled gently regretting what he had missed, Yut let her stand in the air with her arms untied.

    Distance from which exhalation is likely to occur.

    From the nostalgia, take out the small box I received earlier in the workshop. Tensions shook my hand, nearly removing it, but I managed to accomplish it by mobilizing the power of my will in total.

    "This is what I said I wanted you to see"

    Yut opened the lid of the crate relative to Valtrude.

    What was inside was a necklace.

    Both the chain and the body pictured as an angel were made of crystal clear material.

    Delicate, breathtaking and divine shaping. The reflected and brilliant light makes the beauty more prominent.

    "Is this Bold Iron?

    "Oh."

    An elaborate form that cannot be made of gold or silver is made possible because it is a bold iron that combines beauty and strength. For that matter, the difficulty of creating jumps, but it got the craftsmen to work hard and hard there.

    "Valtrude"

    Yut quietly calls her name and turns back.

    When I gently raised my hair like gold thread, I turned my hands and put on the necklace.

    "Yeah. You look great"

    Yut, turning around Valtrude on the spot, nodded satisfactorily. In fact, the radiance of clear, radiant glass iron often appears on her beautiful blonde or white skin.

    For both of us, there will be nothing more to deserve.

    "But Valko looks good in everything."

    "This is..."

    Dreaming comfortably, Valtrude holds the bold iron necklace he hung. She raised her voice as she noticed something.

    "That''s not just a necklace. I feel magic."

    "You''ve been spotted perfectly. The magical effects of divine magic are increasing."

    "So, you seemed busy"

    "Well, then you won''t be disturbed"

    Plus, because you can always wear it.

    That was unspoken, and Yut stared at Valtrude from the front.

    "Valko, no, Valtrude"

    "Yut......"

    It''s not like the usual yut. In a more serious and sincere voice and eyes, Valtrude''s consciousness is sucked into nature and yuut.

    At the same time, expectations. I don''t know exactly what you expect, but wait for the words to continue.

    "To everyone, I said. But again, I just want to say something to Valtrude."

    "Oh, oh..."

    Nervous.

    Looking forward.

    Anxiety.

    Joy.

    It turned out to be an altercation with no number of emotions, and Valtrude could only stare straight at Yut.

    A big magician with dark hair and dark eyes.

    Alcia is a childhood friend and best friend, and both Exile and Larsia are companions whose species depend so differently. And Jonah is like a pretty sister.

    Each is important, and I love it.

    But since when?

    I realized that the emotions I have towards Yut are different from anyone else''s...

    Special.

    Blur the word.

    "I''m..."

    Yut slowly opens his mouth.

    But what thoughts were you about to be told? The future she would take that was not visited.

    "Yut! Val!

    "Yona?"

    "Why are you here?

    I guess I used the power of Teleportation. The Albino girl suddenly appeared hollow and jumped into Yuut''s chest by the law of universal gravity that also existed in this world.

    "No way, I was peeking in that mirror..."

    Yut mouths his worst imagination as he holds Jonah back.

    "Exactly, but no."

    "What do you mean? We''re not gonna get the rules."

    "Alcia told me to come back because it''s an emergency."

    "What happened?

    "Later, Val. Jonah, can I have a castle fort?

    Even if Arcia intervenes in anything, it won''t interfere. Then, a real emergency. That, too, would require the power of Yut and Valtrude.

    "Yeah. I''ll carry it over here."

    Jonah, who quickly consented, touches both hands to activate Teleportation''s psychic powers.

    It was with a serious look on his face that he welcomed the yuts back to the conference room of the fortress, looking like his companions who pushed him to silence.

 35 5. Warning Deposit (Previous)

    "What the hell happened?"

    A landscape full of majesty and charm that doesn''t even make you feel fine dust, such as the maiden mode you were in love with earlier. Even a piece for a date doesn''t make that majesty diminish.

    There are some things I would think would get in the way, but it was a good thing, so I''m deciding that it''s more of a serious issue than I called in such a situation.

    That, too, might have been called one trust.

    "What, that? Where''s Alcia?

    But in the conference room of the fortress that flew in Teleportation, there is no sign of Alcia.

    To Yut''s question, Larsia and Exile answered instead.

    "It seems there was a temple."

    "Alcia is still checking."

    "Okay, I think I got some time to get my mind fixed"

    "Thank you for waiting."

    A blind archbishop wearing a red eyelid entered the waiting room of his companions.

    "I''m sorry, both of you."

    Turn your face towards your best friend and his lover (which is confirmed in Arcia) and then lower your back to the chair in a calm manner.

    "It''s an emergency, but it''s not so much about contending every second of every day."

    By prejudging yes, I urge the two of them to settle down. With that in mind, Yut and Valtrude also took their seats opposite Arsia. Jonah is climbing onto Exile''s back.

    "But I''m pretty sure something happened, right?

    "Right. Precisely, it''s going to happen."

    There is no point or hobby in postponing the story.

    Alcia, who confirmed that the two were calm, cut the story off quickly.

    "Soon - there will be a monster raid in a few days."

    Technically, it would mean that I was commissioned to do so, but I have no doubt about the content if Alcia were to say so. Then we should act as a matter of fact.

    "What''s the size and location?

    Yuut asks for information as a party staff officer with the relief that it was not an urgent issue.

    But Arcia''s response is not fragrant.

    "I don''t know, but I guess you can''t say it''s smaller than there was a commission. The place is... only somewhere in our territory."

    Because of the information obtained in the meditations that Alcia regularly carries out, the parts that can be trusted with certainty but whose accuracy becomes obscure emerge.

    "Falve, Hardenturm, Mainz. And the surrounding villages..."

    "Why don''t we just put soldiers in everything? I have money."

    "As soon as we can gather mercenaries, I hope we can do something."

    Exile to disagree with Larsia''s opinions without body or lid, in a vector separate from humanitarianism.

    Even in a sip with a monster, it ranges from subraces with evil phases like goblins to giants, warcraft, undead and dragons. Even a rapidly recruited mercenary would be able to deal with it if it was about a goblin or a low-level undead, but more than that would only increase the number of corpses in the opponent.

    "In the meantime, you just have to keep an eye on the area with that mirror. If you find it, you can fly on the telepo."

    From that back, Jonah offered a reasonable tactic.

    "Yona''s giving you a better opinion. Have you both been dull in the land of oblivion?

    "Come on, that''s crazy"

    "Aren''t you helping princesses in different worlds and having a weird omnipotence?

    "Damn. You''ve become a dragon even though you''re a regular opponent."

    "That''s not normal. Anything. (Burritood) agreed."

    To Yut, who so claims, Larsia overlapped words all the time here.

    "Okay. You''re not a normal person, you''re a human scum."

    "I see."

    "Don''t be impressed, Exile. For once, it''s human. As for pre-construction."

    "So, what do we do in the end?

    Looks like a leader, Valtrude returns to the story.

    "The basics should be no problem with Yona''s proposal. Later, communicate the contents of the trust to the representatives of each town and village. Be vigilant and let us know immediately in the Message. You also need a proper explanation to avoid a weird panic. And the carriage railroad will be closed for a while."

    "Are you all right?

    "To that end, we keep food stockpiles"

    "But there''s a financial loss, right?

    "I''ll make amends."

    Yut''s proposal will turn to the rear only for symptomatic treatment, but it is unavoidable at the moment.

    "Well, okay. You might as well be in black for defeating a monster."

    "Unless you''re dead."

    "Can''t we find a monster here?

    "If possible, I just want to know who they are and why..."

    To the demands of the women, Yut meditates often...... I eventually shook my head.

    "I don''t know, our territory is huge. Not for the effect range of the spell. Besides, in the case of attacks from another dimensional realm, there is no way to look."

    "Right..."

    "Then I could say it''s the enemy''s purpose. There''s no special background to the wild dragon, and it''s the Grey Rose that suddenly shows up."

    "But that we are here. You think that has nothing to do with that?

    To Valtrude''s point, Yut replied with a bitter look.

    "" The Book of Nothingness "(Caios Evil)..."

    "If so, the remnants of the party."

    Was it anticipated, Larsia took over the words.

    "I should''ve almost devastated you, but you don''t know what''s happened this past year. There was no sign of them or anything?

    "It was quiet. This is the first time since then that the warnings have been entrusted."

    Everyone pressed uniformly for Alcia''s answer.

    After the incident, the re-search and ex-post processing of the Temple of Lake Caldera should have been done by the State, but no particular warning has come. No way, you''re grabbing the information, but you couldn''t have told him.

    "If it''s the remnants of the Nothingness Book, the goal is eighty-nine years, this Falv... no, it''s an obelisk underground."

    Yut said as he kicked the floor with his tongue and leg. Valtrude looks at the attitude, but doesn''t say anything about the table.

    Because I understand the correctness of his statement.

    If Yut is filled with enough magic to return to Earth, it is possible to unleash the spiral of despair (Reliouria) from prison - not surprising for the rest of the party to think.

    "But if you do. The structure will be simpler."

    "Oh, Larsia''s right"

    The opposite is easy to deal with.

    "No matter how many monsters push us, if we''re all here, we can''t lose."

    confident yuut words.

    No feelings, no spectacular language.

    Just a fact, Yut said.

    "Well, I''m just gonna hit you, kill you, break you,"

    And all my colleagues on this occasion believe it.

    "Oh. Me too, just waving my sword"

    "Exile is good with that, but Valtrude has other jobs"

    "What... so...?

    Valtrude, who was still about to run out into sword training, solidifies with a desperate look.

    It''s like, an abandoned puppy look.

    Besides, Valtrude has that look on his face. For a moment, I''m going to forgive you.

    "Valtroude has to explain this to all places."

    But even as a yut, this place just has to haunt my heart. Besides, even if Yut had allowed it, Alcia would have stopped him.

    If the policy had been decided, the rest would have been quick.

    We will wash out the necessary items, summarize them, and communicate them to various locations, such as training during the event and planning for the event.

    Practice is, Yut and Arcia.

    Valtrude for transmission.

    The remaining three are on alert duty using Mirror of Furfroom while waiting.

    Less confusion than I thought.

    Then, three days passed.

 36 6. Warning Deposition (after)

    "Yut, please."

    "Oh. Are you done over there?

    "Yes."

    Since then, the archbishop, wearing a red eyelid, appeared in Yut''s office, which has become a stash for everyone. It will be difficult to see calm Alcia as usual and realize that we are in the midst of declaring a state of emergency.

    The only person who reacted to her like that was Yut, who worked in paperwork.

    Larsia and Yona, who are facing each other on the couch and playing chess, don''t even move their gaze, as does Exile, who meditates in the corner of the room in the sense that they don''t.

    Well, there are situations where documents and calculation forms are scattered around the room, and the movement is delayed. Recently, the room, which had been completely clean, was once again in a state of chaotic dehumanization.

    Each private room is available in the fortress - on the contrary, there are plenty of rooms without a husband. I don''t think we need to get together like this...

    Are we close, or are we poor and oversized? Yut couldn''t make a decision.

    "Val''s in the room, isn''t he? Then I''ll go."

    "Nice to meet you"

    I am dropped off by Arcia and out of the office to Valtrude''s private room. Due to the routine work that has already been repeated over the past few days, there was no teasing voice either.

    "You''re just tired of it rather than used to it."

    But apart from that and the tension.

    Proceed along an undisguised corridor in an irresistible foothold and arrive in front of Valtrude''s room, indistinguishable outside of the name plate.

    "Normal Mind, Normal Mind"

    Take a few deep breaths.

    And I knocked quietly after getting my hair done without meaning.

    "Val, okay?

    "Oh, come on in"

    It''s not my first time, but I''m going into a woman''s room. I can''t be normal minded no matter how many times. Plus, all the more so if that''s Valtrude''s room.

    There''s nothing there.

    I just came to hang a spell.

    Should I say that the interior is not decorative or that the quality is rigid? Either way, the bed and writing desk were far from Huami, and the only thing that slept in the closet was a few exceptions. The same goes for Alcia, but Valtrude doesn''t want to spend the money either.

    However, in the sense of a work of art, there is no more than a girl standing at the center of the room.

    Reaches to the shoulder, blonde as if melted gold. The glowing bold iron necklace on the chest seems to have been given many times more value just because Valtrude says he is wearing it.

    A blue-eyed eye deeper than a pale ball stares straight at Yut.

    The beauty of numerous famous artisans who refused to photograph to the stone statue on canvas was tightened, and even the style of the military god was felt alongside the magical silver (Mithral) plate armor.

    If she leads, even a group of sheep must be able to fall the hard fallen capital.

    No matter how many times I look at it, I get a sigh.

    Can I really touch it, I hesitate.

    When you want to make it your own, your desires overflow.

    Without even showing such an insight in the yawn, Yut took out the spell document. Use a pre-hung, long-lasting spell from your support system.

    Resistance Amplification (Superior Resist), which increases resistance to various disorders including spells, dragon brace attacks, and fierce poisoning.

    Anti-Spell Characteristics that erase the spell itself. However, it does not affect spells hung before the Anti-Spell Characteristics. Conversely, it erases auxiliary spells from allies after the Anti-Spell Characteristics are applied. Don''t be too powerful, it''s a difficult spell to handle.

    Magic Protect that grants magic protection to shields, armor, and other protective equipment. If the magic is stronger than the original enhancement, it will be overwritten.

    The Magic Weapon, which increases the ease of handling and sharpness of the weapon, is a long sword made of spare weapons Adamantine. There is no room for strengthening the Devil''s Sword in Valtrude''s hands.

    Immortal Claw Marks (Death''s Wardead), which some monsters have, such as the sight of death and the spell of the Immediate Death Cloud, gain resistance to the effects of ignoring injuries and physical fitness to give the result of death.

    The Spirit Circle Protection "Elemental Circle" gives strong protection against flames, cold air, thunderbolts, sonic waves and strong acids.

    In addition, detailed spells such as Heat and Cold Resistance (Coginess) and Walking (Stride), which improve the speed of movement, will be used.

    Already, such divine spells as "Faith of the Death" and "Fortitude", which bless people when they are seriously injured, and "Wall of Life (Vital Wall), which shuts out adverse effects on physical abilities and intelligence rather than physical injuries", have been awarded by Alcia.

    If I had seen Valtrude in Sense of Magic, I would have felt the same radiant magic as her face.

    But the truth is, this is only part of it.

    When it comes to spells that only hang spells that have effects all day and have a shorter duration than that, they plan to capture enemies before using them.

    Naturally, the Exiles have the same spell.

    Pre-preparedness, which at first glance seemed excessive, but there was a reason for this.

    The number of spells a mage or priest can use in a day is limited. At the same time, the number of uses increases according to proficiency.

    More than you can use in just a few fights.

    Then you can use anything that can be used in advance. Win in preparation, not an act of combat. Decide to throw before you start the fight.

    That was their must win.

    "What''s up?

    "No..."

    "If you have something to worry about, it would help if you could talk to me right now."

    Unusual To the depressed Valtrude, Yut asks caring. The worrying Valtrude isn''t a bad idea, but it''s different from this.

    "Right, right. I''ll be frank with you."

    "Oh."

    Even though he remembered his teeth crouched by the unusual appearance of yuuto, in no way did Valtrude spin his words.

    "Why didn''t you go home to Earth?"

    Doubt or confirm?

    Did you want to hear it, or did you want to get it done ambiguously?

    I don''t know.

    I don''t know, but I can''t pull it off anymore.

    "You mean..."

    After the commissioning went down and the reasoning arose as to whether the obelisk in the Falve basement was not the object of the enemy, naturally, that was the story.

    Before the enemy arrives, it consumes the magic accumulated by Obelisk. Isn''t that all you can do to kill and otherwise prevent your opponent''s purpose?

    "But the purpose is not necessarily obelisk, and even if it were, the enemy invasion wouldn''t necessarily be halted. It''s awkward to be gone in a situation like that.

    "You sure do. But what does that have to do with Yut? Unlike us, isn''t our home apart?"

    Yut''s tongue and movement stop in the harsh words Valtrude dares to utter.

    I was trying not to look at it. Possibility that I was trying not to notice.

    "Can we do rituals at any time now? To put it to the extreme, you can go back to your hometown and live a peaceful life at this very moment."

    Extreme theory.

    Therefore, it is also an argument.

    The armor of logic was destroyed, and there is one path left for the living Yut.

    Yes. I just have to speak with emotion.

    "I like you."

    Embarrassing.

    I''m too shy, but this stubborn diocesan knight wouldn''t be convinced without telling the truth. It''s a long time. That''s about all I know.

    "I like you, you do what I want."

    "I like it... hey, yeah. Because you like this city and everyone else, don''t you?

    "You bet."

    Yut finally regained his spare time and laughed bitterly - he immediately tightened his expression.

    "But my love for Val is special"

    At the same time as the words, I held Valtrude for a long time. I can''t feel my temperature due to over magical silver armor, but I feel exhale and heartbeat. That was enough.

    The ambushed Valtrude is irresistible. No, I''ll honestly leave myself to Yut without thanking you.

    Glittering bold iron necklace on the chest. Yut says, touching the gift for her dear.

    "Do I look like a pitiful man who doesn''t do anything to the pinch of a woman I like?

    "I can''t even see"

    "... someone who doesn''t lie."

    "But"

    Valtrude smiles gently.

    "Most trusted"

    "Glad to hear it."

    We stayed together for a while.

    The world was alone.

    A pure world, free of impurities.

    But it won''t last long.

    "Time to go back"

    "... right"

    Two people who are going away with regret.

    "But it took you a while,"

    "I''m ready. I mean, they''re gonna play because they''re gonna react to their teases one way or another?

    "Ugh...... I can''t reopen it like that. Aren''t you ashamed?"

    Exchange words like that as you continue down the hallway to Yut''s office.

    But such a futuristic projection came off lightly.

    "You''re back just in time."

    "I was just about to go get it."

    At the same time as entering the office, they suddenly tell without looking at this one either.

    In the wake of the two words, Yut and Valtrude quickly turned their gaze to the mirror.

    Seeing the sight in the mirror, Valtrude, and Yut also lost his word. That''s the same for the rest of us.

    Spiders are all over the mirror.

    But to describe it as just an arthropod was too gigantic.

    Will there be 20 meters back and forth? In addition, the legs would be to the same extent if extended. It''s like a seven-story building will come overthrown and imminent. Its power and disgust are hard to exhaust to the brush tongue.

    Thin fiber hair compared to the body adds to the creepiness, with the likeness of a bite of ivo covering the whole body.

    A form that is in nature but doesn''t seem like the same organism.

    Huge, you can see the details, and the caricature-like sauce sticks in front of you.

    But to that extent, Valtroude could not have let Yut''s people lose themselves. If you''re a spider monster, you''ve fought that many times in human size. I wouldn''t cower just because of the different sizes.

    Four pairs of eyes glowing red and demonic.

    Hair covering the whole body.

    matte black back.

    Eight thin, long legs.

    Hook claws growing on the tip of the foot.

    The jaw and sickle-shaped horns devour prey and infuse with poison.

    There is no difference between the Valtrudes and the spiders that Yut knows about.

    So what makes that spider different?

    No one will be able to explain clearly and logically. Even if it could be done, it shouldn''t be something that a healthy person can understand.

    In other words, the supermassive spider that appeared near the Falve was too vaguely disastrous and insane.

    The fear runs just because of the double-eyed look around me, and I think I can still hear you screaming. Surprisingly, it''s creepy to move smoothly on the ground.

    At first glance my whole body is stiff and I want to get away with a twitch. Everyone here is just sealing it up with the power of will.

    Valtrude and Arcia. The two people who serve God are intuitively what that being is blasphemous and contrary to God. I learned that it was just a permissible existence. At the same time they are reminded of their own inferiority.

    Exile instinctively felt a difference in his power and was aware of death at the same time as his expectations. Death is not terrible. I was just afraid to die of helplessness.

    The usual cheerfulness lurked from Larsia and Yona, and the expression was blue. Don''t try to leave me holding onto Alcia, such as Jonah.

    Yut was trapped in a rooted fear. Fear of inexplicable beings. A sense of nothingness as if you had peered into the abyss.

    Yut, attacked by sudden nausea, was the best he could get at it.

    "What the hell, is that..."

    "... spiders, right?"

    "That''s a spider..."

    Larsia and Exile answered Valtrude''s twinkle, but it''s not a decent word. Naturally, it''s a question for everyone in this room.

    "Ig Nus-Zad"

    The exception is just one.

    He was a great magician - Yut - with a ragged face and still a pluralistic daiichi page.

    "A giant spider subgod. Relatives of the spiral of despair (Leliouria). One of the pillars - supposedly"

    "That means..."

    "Oh, definitely. Survival of the Book of Nothingness.

 37 7. Murder reports

    "Yut, Val. Look!"

    Larsia raised her voice to Yut as she tried to continue explaining.

    The Golden Dragon.

    Larsia manipulates Mirror of Furfrom to make her point of view attractive.

    At that moment, the (Raydian) exhalation (brace) of light, also similar to laser irradiation, floods the mirror, burning the entire body of the spider subgod Ig Nus-Zad and the sight of the Yuts.

    The Red Dragon of Atrocities (Red Dragon), the Black Dragon of the Abyss (Black Dragon), the Silent White Dragon (White Dragon). And the Golden Dragon of Justice.

    Nearly 20 meters in color with Ig Nus-Zad, the body is twice the size of the red dragon that Yut transformed in Dragon Change.

    The older the dragon species, the greater and mightier they become.

    From its appearance, it would be an old dragon, or an ancient dragon, to be called.

    In other words, it occupies the strongest corner of this Brewers.

    The existence of fairytales that drive evil away, not the existence of enemies against men.

    Did the golden dragon feel any signs of evil, or coincidence?

    Either way, these two have met.

    Then, among the dragon species, called alongside the superior species, the golden dragon, who prides himself on being the guardian of good and order, cannot miss either.

    When the light subsided, there was the appearance of a sub-god burned over the upper surface of his body.

    Serious injuries.

    But it''s also far from fatal. In fact, the wounded flesh is beginning to regenerate and is rapidly returning to its original appearance.

    Or was it even woven?

    The golden dragon, which should have been releasing braces from above, had already begun to plummet. And wave those giant nails as you blur Ig Nus-Zad.

    "Too bad!"

    Similar to screaming, Larsia''s cheer.

    The golden dragon''s claw passes in front of the spider''s subgod on a single piece of paper, and the golden dragon hovers again in the sky.

    "No, that''s..."

    "Right..."

    Valtrude and Exile''s avant-garde face each other with a sinister look.

    "What''s the matter with you?"

    "I thought it was my fault that the golden dragon, instead of not being hit, took itself off."

    To Valtrude''s words, Yut is stunned.

    "... driven by fear."

    A golden dragon after a few hours of starfrost fears a spider monster.

    I don''t believe it...

    "Can''t Val even spit a lie?"

    Besides, I even agree with Exile.

    As the air in Yut''s office becomes heavier, naturally, the battle between the golden dragon and the spider sub-god continues.

    The family of the spiral of despair suddenly turned away.

    "What the hell, this..."

    Whose thoughts is that, and what happened? I don''t know anything. The same would have happened to the golden dragon who is actually confronted.

    Ig Nus-Zad''s jaw turns wide, his body splits like an isoginchuk, and his temper swirls at its center.

    Even though it happened as a reality, it''s too hard to believe.

    As if laughing at such common sense, if you are isoginchuk, your temper converges in the part that hits your mouth.

    A golden dragon that felt dangerous takes even more altitude - but it was too late.

    A faint mass of temper than darkness shoots through the Golden Dragon as a ray. Though it swirls in the air and manages to avoid it, the maneuverability of an ultra-large dragon doesn''t make that happen either.

    In the end, the rays of temper pierce the wings enough to cover the heavens, and suddenly stall. To the golden dragon falling with his neck down, the subgod of the evil spider gives no time to rebuild.

    When was it back? Ig Nus-Zad, who also fully healed the wound caused by the exhalation of light, threads toward the golden dragon, which descends in a conical state.

    Nor is the Golden Dragon irresistible.

    Intercept the yarn with a brace while in an inadequate position - everything cannot be undone, the tail is captive with yarn and dragged down to the ground.

    It rocked the earth, and its falling sound alone rocked the mirror surface of Miller of Farfrom.

    The scabbard and Ig Nus-Zad approach such a golden dragon, trying to fly with wounded wings.

    That''s all the disgust I get about the super giant spider movement.

    Leaving aside the thoughts of those yuts, a giant spider sub-god devours the golden dragon with its horns. At the same time it poured poison and ravaged its beautiful flesh over and over again.

    In this way, the golden dragon is not much different from the featherworm on the spider''s nest.

    The golden scales of the golden dragon stain Dos Black, gradually weakening the resistance as well.

    A dueling noise in the Wang capital caused Yut to change the Red Dragon.

    Only a roar, an absolute being that flattened people.

    The golden dragon, far beyond that, has now become just a sacrifice.

    "Ebony......"

    "That golden dragon..."

    Valtrude was also dismayed, albeit with half-anticipated results.

    More than that, I can''t deny the creeps.

    A spider monster.

    A member of the family of the Helix of Despair.

    I know that.

    Even though I know it, I still think this.

    What the hell is that...?

    "You didn''t even have time for us to get our hands on it."

    There were plenty of minutes for Yut to say so.

    "Right...... right. Maybe something could have been done in concert with the Golden Dragon."

    "No, you wouldn''t be right if you didn''t."

    Arcia immediately denies the Valtrude-like words.

    "You can only say it''s reckless to bump into that without getting ready."

    "If you can do it, do it."

    "Well, yeah..."

    I just have to think that I got the information -.

    Apart from the thoughts of those yuts, reality moves.

    Ig Nus-Zad across the mirror, began the march. Even from the terrain, the destination must be this falve.

    Will the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion, prevent intrusion? What about that yarn? What are the rays of anger?

    I didn''t really want to verify it.

    The speed at which the spider sub-god keeps moving beyond the mirror is considerable.

    Despite what can only be described as a huge body, there will be more than twice as many carriages flown at full speed.

    More than 20 meters of spiders are traveling at intense speeds. That''s all. Again, my fear runs through my spine.

    "So, Yut. Frankly, are you going to win?

    "Of course. We just wanted to say that we defeated that evil Flaming Spirit Prince - Il Canjual..."

    Shake your head with a nagging addition or subtraction.

    "If you don''t try, I don''t know"

    To the great mage''s overly forthright words, but that cleared up the bitter air all at once.

    "Well, you''re always right"

    "Right."

    "If you say you''re not going to win, you''re not going to run away."

    "He was hurt by a brace, and if Val and Egg hit him, he''d die, wouldn''t he?

    Summarize the words of everyone you like to say, and Valtrude, the leader, makes the decision.

    "Let''s intercept. Everybody, get ready."

    In spite of the desperate circumstances, the people Yut met in different worlds, all aligned -

    "- You''re just stupid."

    Including me.

    Yut''s heart was clear, even though a fierce battle awaited him from now on. Rather, it is exalted. In the best possible condition, like when you come to a soccer game.

    "Come on, we''re going to cast a spell while we have an ops meeting."

    Reflecting on the earlier battles, I will sort out what needs to be talked about. Not that we don''t have time, but leaving it alone only spreads the damage.

    Yuut begins to turn pluralistic Daewoo again.

    I got word from the Message spell there.

    "From Hardenturm?

    "Is that it? You''ve got plenty more coming."

    For emergency contact, it appears that the Message, which was distributed to Hardenturm, Mainz and villages in the territory, arrived simultaneously. More surprised than suspicious, he frowns.

    They know.

    that the emergence of Ig Nus-Zad was the greatest outrage.

    And the biggest means that there has to be a large number of vicious reports.

 38 8. Decisions

    "What? From the sea, water dragons and sahaggins have invaded?

    "Ugh, here comes the giant and the rust-eating monster!?"

    "Message to the village says that the Goblins and Kobolts led by Auga attacked."

    "Yona!"

    "I''m already doing it!

    Jonah lays hands on Mirror of Farfrom and controls Memorial Vision.

    And worst of all, I could confirm that it wasn''t all a false alarm.

    Hardenturm harbour. The fishermen were on the verge there, just after the restoration. It is equipped with a trident and continuously aims to land. Further offshore, a scale-covered dragon was visible.

    Tanatos, a giant that scatters death just because it exists. Dead giants, a type of top giant Titan, were taking rock giants to Dwarf''s mining district, slowly but with great strides.

    But the Dwarves cannot deal with giants. Because we do our best to deal with rust-eating monsters (Rusty Beasts) who want to mine Bold Iron (Crystal Iron). Allow even one intruder, and it means the city''s death.

    Vicious and ugly suburbanites were attacking the villages. Intrusion into the village is still inhibited by moats and walls, but it will be only a matter of time as it is. Anyway, that army is far beyond the size that the Yuts assumed.

    Everywhere, it was war.

    Besides, enough to make you feel threatened with survival.

    "I didn''t know the target was all there."

    Yut smiles more bitterly than he assumes.

    Not if you''re laughing.

    But I had to laugh.

    "... what do we do?

    As I ask this one, Larsia asks.

    Exactly, the usual smile disappears and the voice is severely painful.

    No, it''s not just Larsia. Exile and Jonah originally, as well as Valtrude and Alcia, all paid attention to Yut.

    I am expected to come up with ideas to escape this desperate predicament.

    After four pairs of eyes and one gaze over the eyelid, Yut was not kicked out by that selfish expectation - or anything.

    I don''t think it matters if you think about it for a second, because I''m not a resident of this world - and so on.

    Rather, I''m happy with that expectation. I even feel bonded with my people.

    The question is whether that expectation can be met.

    And fast.

    (I might be able to...)

    I have some brilliant ideas, but I don''t know if it''s doable. It''s a worse idea than gambling.

    Because if you''re gambling, you should know the multiplier at least before you bet.

    "In the meantime, let''s sort things out"

    "Right. But even when I say organize..."

    "Monsters show up there, come on. It''s tough."

    "Well, I''m just gonna hit you."

    "Right."

    "I can count on you, avant-garde."

    "Because you can travel in Teleportation, and divide your power?

    Exile and Valtrude''s presence aside, Yut examines Jonah''s idea.

    "Right. Divide your power in half and destroy the Falve Defense Team and the enemies of other cities and villages."

    "No, that''ll push you off"

    Yut shook his head and denied the idea.

    That''s what they think.

    "I disagree with the dispersion of power, too. This Falv - Obelisk can never be put in the hands of the Book of Nothingness.

    Valtrude endorsed Yut''s statement. Right, with a voice that can be called outrageous.

    "So, abandon it?

    "That''s the only way. There''s no way I''m gonna admit it."

    Valtrude''s gaze, which uttered a plain contradictory dialogue, was straight towards Yut.

    We have to save the people.

    The world must also be protected.

    Conflicting propositions.

    It was my parents'' faces that came to mind before that. Then, childhood friends and friends. High school apart, but still an interactive football club teammate.

    Earth, Japan, my own home, my own room, school. Convenience store for the destination, well done ramen shop. TV or cartoon I liked.

    The next thing I saw in my brain was Valtrude and Falve.

    A developing and vibrant city, an uncle like a stall bear, a waitress who likes to talk, and a gatekeeper loyal to his mission. A bureaucracy headed by Claude, strangely rigorous, honest and competent.

    The Dwarves of Mainz. They were desperate at first, they were given a bold iron or a carriage railroad, they were like children who were haunted by new toys.

    Merchants of Hardenturm. At best, Yut and Jonah always surprised me. Regina, who is continuing the trail of her father and developing the Chamber of Commerce.

    The villages also toured, starting with the village of Kaye. Villagers encouraging farming and vigilante training, children playing with pleasure, and new lives were also born. He also participated in the harvest festival.

    - Yut decided.

    As late as it gets back somewhat, there''s nothing wrong with that. At least, that''s what I thought.

    "In a year''s time, we''ll be forced to make a big decision. I want that choice to be fruitful."

    About a year ago. In my dreams, the last word conveyed by Zeras, the god of knowledge, came back abruptly.

    Hold on, hold on.

    The moment I realized the possibility, my blood drew from Yut''s face.

    If you are Zeras, the god of knowledge, you can''t possibly not know what Yut will choose in this situation. Yet why on purpose, did the Knowledge God give these words?

    (Is that what...?

    There is no certainty.

    But I can''t deny the possibility that I''ve noticed.

    "... right"

    But Yut abandoned his stray lightly.

    The possibility was not weighted enough to reverse the scales tilted once. No, I didn''t just want to regret it, even if it did.

    Exactly, it''s a fruitful choice.

    "Seems useless to stop, so I''ll just tell Yut"

    Did you feel that determination, Arcia stands up and lips in Yut''s ear?

    I couldn''t stay calm even though I knew I had no other intention. I heard that confession whispered in my ear as I looked sideways at Valtrude, and Yut''s eyes opened full.

    "... thank you, Arcia. Let me use it."

    Indeed, if the other fellows - especially Valtrude - asked me, it seemed like a boring piece of content.

    At the same time, it is also a bill that will ensure Yut''s bet.

    "The operation has been decided. Me and Mr. Arcia, we''re going to the underground cavity first. Guys, I''m sorry, but come on a normal route."

    "Can''t you come with me?

    "I mean, why underground?"

    "Sorry, no objections, no questions asked."

    "... ok, I believe you"

    It was drafted by Yut and approved by Valtrude.

    This is good enough for a reason to move.

    Yut took Alcia''s hand and switched the function of Miller of Farfrom to the transfer gate.

    Then, keep going through the mirror and move forward to the obelisk underground.

    The look - no one could see it - was as clear as if freed from the troubles.

 39 Outposts

    As yet, despair had not come.

    But the man also knew very well that it would happen sooner or later.

    Glenn Muller.

    He is now a man born and raised in the village of Kaye, belonging to the Count of Istas, abandoned his homeland to become an adventurer and returned again.

    He was inspiring his men by standing on the front line as the head of the vigilante and at the same time continued to inflict pain on the Goblins as their maximum force.

    Hearing the uncomfortable screams of goblins and orgasms, calmly leads the arrows to the bow and releases one after the other.

    The stone walls created by the Grand Mage, the housekeeper, in a few hours a day, had so far stopped the Goblins from invading and, conversely, made it easier for vigilantes to fight back with flying tools from above.

    There were quite a few wounded in the vigilante, but no dead. Morale, too, impeccable.

    But how long is that going to stay, too?

    I''m not assuming a raid of this magnitude or anything. Precision would be about fighting the Bandits. I also thought that empty moats and such were excessive until just a short while ago.

    In common sense, that''s not the case with dozens of raids of subracial people with evil phases.

    Besides, if we thought about sending the Message (Message) to the Lords and no reinforcements would come, there would have been some anomaly.

    If you''re an adventurer, it''s time to think about retreating.

    But he shook his head off instantly with such an idea.

    I think of a newborn child.

    My wife, who was a fellow adventurer, and my father, who had not reconciled in more than a decade. And my fellow villagers.

    Thinking of them, it couldn''t have been anything like despair.

    "Arrows, please!

    An arrow released from somewhere profoundly pierced Glenn''s shoulder screaming as he looked forward.

    "Gu."

    It''s far from fatal.

    Yet, my eyes are glowing.

    "Poison..."

    Glenn''s injury stops the vigilante''s hand.

    void.

    At that moment when the pressure weakened, several orgasms set up portable broken castle gavels and killed them at the main entrance.

    There is no accumulation of such a round-the-clock strike weapon. No, that number of people would just be the end of Auga coming in.

    The catastrophe that followed doesn''t have to be put into words.

    "Stop it -!

    Alan''s scream.

    But I knew it wouldn''t come true.

    His wife, the only magician in this village, is guarding the back gate. There''s no one else who can stop that ogre.

    Even if we know the outcome, we''ll have to fight it to the end.

    Glenn, who made a quick decision, tried roughly to pull through the arrows - where he put his hands on them, stopping the movement by accident.

    "The light..."

    That was the best I could crush. The other villagers have no say in the current sight.

    Goblins pushing to the village are engulfed in light.

    The fact that it was unexpected for the other party could also be seen from a rush.

    Each other, we can''t even move.

    I forgot to fight on the battlefield, and suddenly, the light grew louder.

    Light burns directly into the retina.

    A few seconds, no, a few minutes.

    When he squeezed his courage and opened his eyelids, the figure of the living demon had disappeared.

    Not everything turned into a corpse. That doesn''t count.

    Suddenly it disappeared.

    There is nothing else than to describe it that way.

    "Thank God... you...?

    I didn''t need that much time until that turned into certainty.

    An exploding cheer erfully erupts from there.

    Prayer to thank God for miracles, voices rejoicing in survival, just tears bursting with emotions.

    Emotional expression was individual, but there was only one underlying thing.

    It was the certainty that Valtrude Istas, the lord, and her companions - in other words, that the heroes had saved themselves.

    Ig Nus-Zad who left the Golden Dragon.

    On that back, a masked man stepped down.

    Triade.

    "The Book of Nothingness." What leads the world to nothing.

    Nestled like a ghost, Triade had an untouched view of the city of Falve, which gradually grew larger with a pitch-black dagger in his hand.

    I don''t need anything there.

    In a while, the world itself will come to an end. It doesn''t make sense where I cared about one or two of the cities. In the first place, there''s no point in this world or in life.

    While convinced of the achievements of the plan, he was in a state of mind far from alarm or chronic.

    Although unrelated to the workings of such a human spirit, it is therefore.

    decades from now.

    Ever since I touched the spiral heart of great despair.

    The contact itself, did he want it? Or is it the result of a random selection over there? It''s been a long time since I even knew that.

    I don''t just want to ruin it. I''m not even a suicide volunteer.

    Unleash the main spiral of despair from prison and invite it to the material world. That''s the petition. Only the crazy emotions in this chest are true.

    Even if doom awaits ahead.

    To that end, I spent the past year preparing.

    He threw down his last funds at all costs, using both sorcery and means not to do so, aligning goblins and orgasms, placing the settlement of Sahagin under his control, and nostalgic for the giants.

    This Ig Nus-Zad is the product of a trial and error that unleashes the spiral of despair. "An asset of the Book of Nothingness."

    I kept it dormant and didn''t put it forward until now, simply because I had no use for it.

    If we push this spider subgod to operate, the forces of goodness will not be silent. In that case, it will be impossible to carry out the plan in secret.

    Therefore, it was not necessary to put it on the table.

    But that''s over, too.

    I don''t care how conspicuous it is. When you realize it, it''s all too late.

    Crush the hateful adventurers and use the magic of Obelisk to manifest the spiral of despair (Reliouria) this time.

    So, literally everything ends.

    Yes, he consolidated his determination once again and put his strength into his hand with another trump card, a pitch-black dagger.

    Named Yin Fountain Dagger (Shadow Well), it just seems like a magical weapon at first sight.

    However, the power to enclose is not inferior to that of secret fixtures (artifacts). In the unlikely event of a defeat, I was willing to throw this away and use it without hesitation.

    The movement stopped at the mighty wave of magic as he tried to nostalgic for the dagger of Yin Fountain. Falv - No, in the running of the force released from its basement, a feeling casts a great shadow on the mind.

    But I was not given time to pursue the identity of a hunch.

    Because Ig Nus-Zad and himself emit a golden light.

    No, it brings the light together, but is that correct?

    "Something..."

    No one answers.

    I wasn''t expecting an answer either.

    Still, I couldn''t help but scream.

    Moments, drunkenness strikes me. Nausea that should have been lost, such as the ability to feel it at all. The discomfort that erodes your heart. Unstoppable, desperate.

    Here, my consciousness was instantly interrupted.

    "The miracle of Truss-Sink is here now."

    "We want something bad. Stay." "Forced transfer."

    Underground in the castle fortress of Falve.

    Looking to the front at the pitch-black obelisk, Yut and Arcia joined hands and completed the ritual.

    Obelisk will be in the light and it will still take some time to emerge, but the two are convinced of the success of the ritual.

    "Bad stuff. Being there is a subtle rhetoric...... is it a success?

    "I guess."

    In a vast underground space, Yut, who was ahead of Obelisk, was grinning at Kaishin, even as he stirred up his fatigue.

    "But this..."

    "Well, I knew."

    Then Yuut smiles bitterly when he sees Obelisk. He embraced reality in a bulky tone and took his hands off Arcia.

    Not that I don''t like it, but I don''t even want Valtrude to see me.

    The "Complete Phantom (Mirage Fact)" scroll was removed from the scroll holder and faked lightly.

    "I was sure, too... that when I could actually do it, I''d have to be ashamed of this impotence."

    It doesn''t look like Alcia to me what hallucinations she used, but I guess it comes with speculation. But she never touches it.

    "Oh, looks like they''re all here"

    Yut, looking up over his head, told him to cut the story off.

    Valtrude is a military shoe of flight, and Larsia and Exile take a ride in the power of Jonah''s Flight and descend underground.

    "Yut, I scrolled around and put on PseudoVisual."

    "Thanks, Larsia"

    "What did you two do more than that?

    I trusted you, but I guess you just can''t convince me to get ready for battle and come underground. As he rushes over, Valtrude asks Yut and Arsia for an explanation.

    "If you can''t deal with being attacked in various places, you just have to gather them in one place"

    Yut, who unleashed a rambling argument without incident, went on to explain.

    "Normally, you can never do this. Obelisk, who has enough power to pull me off the planet, and Arcia, who left me with a miracle."

    This is the information I gave Yut ear punching.

    A reward from the gods that Valtrude wished for the fortress and asked why Yut had been called to the land. That''s what Alcia put on hold.

    Sooner or later, I thought I might need help.

    "Is that it...?

    "Come on, we''ll talk later"

    Yut forcefully broke off the conversation because Jonah was going to feel it.

    In fact, not if we''re talking.

    The Yuts turn to Obelisk''s back, to the vast underground space that stretches forward.

    "I guess it''s time"

    White magic light close to gold.

    One after the other, light appeared as if it were fluorescent.

    "Wow, this is..."

    Seeing the sight after the light went out, the Valtrudes just as well are speechless.

    There was a goblin.

    There was an ogre.

    There was a rust-eating monster.

    Sahagin.

    Kraken.

    There were giants too.

    And also Ig Nus-Zad, a subgod of blasphemous evil spiders.

    Monsters were gathering in the underground space and hissing as Yunxia pressed them all over the place. No one, no one, no enemies, no allies could figure out why this was happening, though.

    What we know about the situation are the masterminds, Yut and Alcia.

    - And it was Triade the guy.

    "You used it. You used Obelisk''s magic."

    "Exactly. Let me gather the magic of Obelisk in a special" Moment Move (Teleport) "featuring the miracle of Trus-Sink, God of Death and Magic."

    Precisely a miracle, not reproducible even by subdivine spells.

    Who can predict such a ghost bill?

    "No, it''s not over yet. We''ll just have to stop you here and wait until the magic returns."

    "Oh, yeah."

    I laughed with my nose mocking myself.

    "Come here, if you''re gonna pull my hand here, I''m gonna miss you - I''m not saying anything. On this occasion, I will settle you completely."

    White Great Mage''s Robe.

    Yut, who took the spell out of that pocket, declares.

    "From here on out, it''s our turn!

 40 10. Showdown (Previous)

    At the same time as that declaration, the pages of the spell document are automatically turned and the nine pages are detached.

    After making sure the page unfolded to cover his entire body as it was, Yut cast a short spell.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    Stop the moments around you, the Great Spell of the Ninth Staircase.

    All colors were lost from Yut''s sight, the sound stopped, and every movement disappeared. Only Yut remained conscious and the absolute time allowed to act.

    But stopping the moment is not in itself worth it.

    Because everything but Yut will be in a state where the moment has stopped, we will no longer accept any interference.

    So why did you use such a spell?

    "Differential Blast"

    Now eight pages worth of it is unleashed from the spell document, turning it into a giant fireball like as many as you can hold.

    However, it remained hollow and stationary without explosion.

    Yut continued, conveniently activating the Differential Blast four times during the time he stopped.

    Set over the heads of hissed goblins, sahaggins, and giants, the Differential Blast is an eighth staircase spell that bursts at the point of landing and scatters flames and destruction, just like the Fireball (Fireball), which can be synonymous with magicians.

    But, of course, that''s not all.

    The greatest characteristic is that there is a time difference, rather than a burst immediately after activation.

    And compared to just "Fireball," it''s more than twice as powerful.

    That''s four shots. Besides, if you unleash it at the same time, what happens?

    "Release"

    The result was immediate.

    As soon as Yut moves the moment, the noise of the blast also bursts into the underground cavity. Even without knowledge, overwhelming violence has to be realized that sound is an air vibration.

    Even the Valtrudes, who were supposed to be outside the range of effects, were forced to awaken by the heat waves that were then attacked, with their consciousness flying instantaneously at that pressure.

    So, in its center?

    There, no organism existed.

    All that exists is the ground glazed to too high a temperature and the things that were creatures.

    Not a skin, not a meat, not a bone.

    Everything was burned, melted and ashed, and the leather armor worn by the evil sub-men and healing, and the weapons in their hands were also returning to the state in which they were in the furnace.

    Tragic.

    I had nothing else to say.

    But the man who caused it, he''s flat.

    "After all, does the fire attribute not work"

    The range of effects of "Differential Explosion" was layered on some spider subgods, but not burning one piece of fiber hair. Instead of the effect of "Source Resistance (Resist Elements)," it probably originally had complete resistance.

    "That''s where the sub-gods are."

    "Ugh. Yut is really busting my balls."

    "Cool......"

    I didn''t care about Larsia''s frightening words, but Yut returned them to me in Jonah''s dangerous remarks.

    "Shit. Educationally, that was very bad right now"

    "Now you care about that there?

    - They''re coming.

    Valtrude warns, blocking the chatter rear guard in a way that is soothing.

    "Have you done your little work?"

    Even the golden dragon does not show any agitation in front of the spider sub-god who had no fear. Though Triade emits a crush on its inexplicability, it still did not convey any positive or negative emotions.

    As for this one, you''re right.

    Keep Ig Nus-Zad calm in front. Just because you can do that doesn''t change the trend.

    "Conquest"

    You just have to ravage it with overwhelming force.

    Triade, who snapped a word like any other HR, began to advance.

    All that''s killed now are creatures that aren''t even an obstacle to those adventurers. I don''t care how much he died.

    It hasn''t changed. Nothing has changed.

    If you stand at the end, it will all be over.

    Whenever Ig Nus-Zad takes a step forward, the earth rings, and Egg, overwhelms the Yuts.

    Ig Nus-Zad, which I actually saw, is even raw the expression huge.

    There''s an organism moving about 20 meters across. It''s like a seven-story building coming at you willingly. There''s something wrong with being like that first. Impossible.

    Its alien phase, where even the golden dragon through the starfrost is in awe.

    But the Yuts were as usual.

    Because the spell of PseudoVisual (Sonar Site), which paints surrounding 3D footage on the back of the brain and complements it, does not visualize Ig Nus-Zad, but also frees him from pressure. It has the same effect as the red eye band in Alcia.

    It''s supposed to be a spell to act in the dark, but it''s also used to counteract the sight of Basilisk petrification and vampire''s demonic eye, so it''s a positive-attack tactic - and Yut thinks.

    But still.

    This declaration of Exile was too unusual.

    I''ll take care of this place.

    Take on the giant Spike Flail like an anchor and the Exile comes forward. No matter how many rock giants (jarloots) it is only a giant compared to humans.

    I can''t even compare it to the subgod of an evil spider.

    Nonetheless, without feeling or nervousness. Exile went plainly toward Ig Nus-Zad. The only thing to follow is a shield that floats in the universe, granted autonomous defense.

    "You don''t have to go alone!

    "Val, do something over there first."

    Ahead of what Exile points to was a dead giant who survived the Water Dragon and the Differential Blast that went up to land.

    "... ok"

    I have to snort because I am a Valtrude who boasts exceptional judgment when it comes to combat.

    "Don''t die."

    "Don''t worry. If you win, you''ll bring me back to life later."

    "Resurrection isn''t just that. Stop presupposing death, old man."

    To Yut, he stays just waving over his back, and Exile also begins his march toward the giant spider.

    "... but it''s not too late to get help."

    Because you know it''s no use stopping, Arsia held the holy mark on her chest and prayed to God.

    "Give my trusty companions a shine on the blade they want to use to fight evil -" The Glowing Blade (Raidian Edge) "

    Eighth Staircase spells that invalidate armor and armor such as Creature''s thick fur and scale.

    Exile''s Spike Flail, Valtrude''s Demon (Divine) Divine Sword (Subjugator), and Larsia''s composite Short Bow are wrapped in a holy glow.

    "Come on, beat each other up"

    "Step on it."

    Triade gives an ultra-natured order to Ig Nus-Zad against Exile, who stands just as ready.

    A giant spider shook her legs down, along with the deafening cry of a kick-ass.

    Are they cleaved with nails, or can they be trampled by huge masses to make one mince?

    Easily Imaginable, Future Prediction Map.

    However, Exile himself had no intention of avoiding it, nor was he willing to stand up for it.

    "Hmm."

    On the contrary, swing Spike Flail down to his towering feet as hard as you can.

    "Gwwwwwwww"

    Ig Nuss-Zad makes a bitter squeal on Spike Flail piercing through his thick outer skin. I can''t help it. I''ve never been scratched by anyone else.

    Who would think that would be lightly injured?

    But.

    Though I did inflict pain, that doesn''t stop me from moving. I can''t stop it. The nails of the carnivore itself, which boasts the same size as a man, are swung down with exaltation.

    If it hits, it will surely turn your body into a torn meat mass.

    Yes, if you hit it.

    On the verge of that huge nail touching the flesh of the Exile, a shield granted autonomous defense breaks in and changes course to beat it from side to side.

    "Is that how you use a shield?

    "That''s the attack, so let''s do it right."

    "Gaaaaaaaa"

    A few times wild beasts. No, dozens of times as many growls interrupt Yut and Larsia''s conversation.

    Ig Nus-Zad''s nails, fang-like horns, rip and bounce through the exile, and the acidic saliva and venom burn the flesh and blood.

    A single blow can destroy a skilled adventurer, as well as the knights, poisoning even the Golden Dragon.

    Still, Exile is unshakeable.

    It withstood and overpowered every blow with its human estranged vitality, and the poison drove it out of the body as usual with the effect of the Feast Divine Feest.

    Conversely, he smiles and shakes up the giant Spike Flail, slapping it and inflicting pain on the immortal monster.

    But no matter what the damage.

    Though I''m spared fatal injuries, on the contrary, that''s just it.

    Even now, I avoided direct hitting of the claws, but the blow penetrated the dragon scale armor and broke a few of the Exile''s ribs.

    My face is distressed by pain and my breathing is rough - nothing like that.

    "Wow, wow, wow"

    There is no pain already.

    As usual. No, with more force than that, Exile slammed Spike Flail.

    To its shock, the sub-god - the God-like thing bleeds and gazes at Exile with eight eyes. But that gaze does not reach the Exile that closes its eyes and perceives it with magical vision.

    Most importantly, even if the eyelids were empty, did you care?

    Exile''s thoughts were now stained with crimson.

    What I got instead of pain was anger.

    Anger at enemies trying to return what their friends have piled up to nothing.

    Anger at the survival of the hatred that was supposed to have overthrown him.

    The frontier of Fury (Bursark) as Barbarian Warriors enter Trans.

    There is no more defense or evasion.

    Crush, destroy, and stop the enemies in front of you.

    Exile became just that kind of creature.

    "LUOOOOOOO"

    In Triade, the figure of a rock giant looked many times huge. Yes, I was seeing (...).

    In fact, there is no change in size. About 2 meters tall. Ig Nus-Zad, aside, has to be said to be small compared to the Dead Titans.

    Nonetheless.

    Exile''s fierce rage nailed the evil spider subgod to the spot.

    Even if a giant spider''s horn blurs and his arms are torn open with hook claws and white bones can be seen across the armor. Still, if your body moves, it doesn''t matter, you see a series of attacks.

    Red blood shed by itself.

    Green blood pouring down from Ig Nus-Zad.

    The figure of Exile, coloured by both of them, is exhausted by a tragic word.

    "Yes, that''s it"

    Still. Ni and Exile chuckle with their teeth out.

    It''s a vicious smile.

    The hell with one who beats each other up.

    It''s worth the surprise just because it''s a battle......

    "No, no, no, no, no. It''s a miracle we''re just having a decent meeting."

    "I''ll cure you"

    Exile wounds are healed by the spell of Complete Healing (Heel) along with the powerful proclamation of Alcia. At this rate, you won''t fall easily, but that''s only because of the assumption that your opponent is just Ig Nus-Zad.

    Except if the few dead giants who finally returned to me were to come to Exile.

    Still, it should be noted that Valtrude makes strides toward the water dragon.

    "Larsia, I''ll take care of that one"

    Valtrude and the Dead Giants. That path intersects.

    Valtrude, to slaughter the water dragon that lies ahead.

    The Dead Giant, to bring death to Exile, who strikes a single ride with Ig Nus-Zad.

    We don''t make each other a goal.

    That''s why it''s impossible not to fight in this situation.

    "I won''t let you do it -" Sniper''s Feast "

    Larsia, who had just missed him with the child, led an arrow and shot him.

    The senses are sharpened by the aid of an instantly used theoretical spell, which makes the aim even more precise.

    The bow, blessed with the "Glowing Blade" by Alcia, gave the arrow the protection of penetration and stood between the eyebrows, eyes, throat and heart of the dead giant without passing aim.

    It''s like a piece of paper, like a pitch-black armor.

    It was like a puppet with a broken thread, how the dead giant sounded and collapsed.

    "As always, that''s awesome..."

    For the first time in a year, an exclamation leaked from Yut in an overly vivid arrangement to witness.

    But Larsia hasn''t heard that.

    He prepared two arrows, three arrows, and struck down one death giant after another.

    It''s an unusual effect, though how much Arsian cover there is and the Dead Titans would have been damaged by Yut''s Differential Blast.

    But it''s hard on me in person.

    "Oh, it would be nice to have a steeple"

    I was caught in an emotion that I couldn''t let anyone else hear.

    Meanwhile, the duel between the Rock Titans and the Giant Monster continues.

    Unexpectedly, Ig Nus-Zad flew. To be precise, throw the yarn up to the ceiling, hanging from it and flying back.

    I took the distance and I gave it to you in the future.

    It switches to a grotesque isoginchuk shape and scatters a ray of air around it from its center.

    Aimless cod attack.

    But if it''s a barrage with no room to avoid, there''s nothing wrong with it.

    "Elemental Missiles Increase in Power!

    Not that I would have waited, but countless arrows of ice appear in front of Jonah after finishing her mental concentration.

    Ice arrows with their natural spiritual power. No, a spear strikes down the rays of temper and sticks it straight into Ig Nus-Zad.

    Deactivate the attack on Exile, while at the same time arrows of energy created at the price of spiritual power land and steadily sharpen its vitality.

    But it''s not over yet.

    Jonah''s red eyes glowed demonically, and a red chamber appeared in her gray hair.

    "Celerity"

    The power to interfere with the course of time, to instantly end spiritual concentration, and to act immediately.

    Countless spears of ice appear, as they did earlier, before Jonah, who squeezed his mental power and activated it.

    "Elemental Missiles Increase in Power, Second Shot!

    Simultaneous shooting.

    This is no longer equal to bombing.

    "Wow, wow, wow"

    Ig Nus-Zad''s giant, slightly. But I leaned for sure.

    "We created you, champion!

    Triade, who lost her humane emotions, can''t help but shout at this irony either.

    A being blessed by a certain pillar of God and granted shelter is called a brave man.

    And it was studied as one of the nuclei for unleashing the spiral of despair was the creation of the brave by artificial life.

    It was Jonah, a candidate for the Artificial Bravery, who was born in the process.

    However, she herself is not such a conscious person, she just wields her powers for the people who saved her.

    "Tired..."

    "Get some rest."

    "To Yut''s realm, it''s still far away"

    An albino girl, instantly depleted of mental power, enters the scene.

    There is no other way to heal from all this than to rest.

    Alcia strokes Jonah''s head for working well and conveys her gratitude.

    The red eyes that shined until earlier are back to normal, and the hair is just as gray as usual.

    "You''re going to lose my turn as it is. No, that''s better."

    Valtrude leaks a bitter laugh as he looks to the water dragon.

    Like Exile, who confronts Ig Nus-Zad, there is no rush from Valtrude. I''m not even alarmed. Completely natural.

    It doesn''t matter that Sahagin, who was my servant, was all killed. But Valtrude''s spare time wasn''t funny to the water dragon.

    All the dwarf humans, just standing in front of them with the figure of a water dragon in their eyes, start panicking and desperately begging for their lives.

    In fact - of something that does not extend to Ig Nus-Zad - the figure of a ten metre water dragon boasted a beauty that should also be described as fearful.

    Glossy, no scratches, scales covering the whole body. A sharp shape, close to streamlined. Swallow with a bite, such as a human, and giant hook claws would easily crush.

    Just because it''s a water dragon, only underwater is not the scope of activity. Even on land, it can act without any problems.

    Regardless, I would prefer to be near the waterfront, no doubt. For example, if you dive into the water while turning humans on land, you can cook as you like.

    The moment when the creature could not breathe gave the water dragon the utmost pleasure.

    GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

    With a willingness to kill beyond intimidation, the water dragon shouts.

    "Mmm."

    But it doesn''t look like it moved to Valtrude. Gradually, it packs the distance from the dangerous water dragon.

    I don''t care.

    I don''t even care that I just frowned. I don''t even care about being more beautiful than I am. A dragon student for four hundred years, this is the first time I''ve felt uncomfortable so far.

    Everything, it didn''t bother me.

    ''Don''t lick me, little girl!!!

    "I''m sorry, but I don''t understand dragon language"

    Valtrude gently passed through the dragon language screams made by the water dragon. Instead of dragon language, you can only manipulate a common language, but you can''t even understand that to a water dragon.

    The water dragon raged.

    VALTRUDE - An abominable human being hardened into flashy gear enters in time. No, the water dragon wields both claws, stretches his neck, bites, and slaps his tail.

    Hook claws swung to crush and grasp Valtrude''s skinny, fangs as sharp as eartips attacked from overhead. Further, the inevitable tail of Yokohama strikes down.

    I left it to anger, the violence rambling.

    Now, not a single one. Instead of the woman''s meat, the magical silver armor and the shield integrated with the gauntlet will be crushed together. I missed that glowing piece of equipment into a collection.

    Yes, I regretted it.

    But...

    After the water dragon rampage passed, it was intact Valtrude who was there.

    Or with a sword, or with a shield, or with armor, I let it hit me, and I prevented all attacks.

    It is no longer a human business.

    But she herself, as a role within the party, has a verse in which the attacker is Exile and considers herself a role in stopping and defending her enemies.

    There is also spell support, so to this extent, naturally. It doesn''t deserve surprise. Yeah, I think so.

    This is why this dialogue comes up.

    "Do it for real"

    "Don''t be ridiculous!

    Dragon language shouts do not reach Valtrude, however.

    Of course, the water dragon is full force. He hit as hard as he could to tear Valtrude apart as he could. Correct. I didn''t do anything wrong.

    But Valtrude says it''s a mistake. I''m saying that such a cluttered attack doesn''t work...

    Unfortunately, that sincerity does not arrive.

    "Frozen!"

    The water dragon brings a long neck and opens his mouth wide.

    The solidification of cold air converged into a huge oral cavity and was spit out with metallic anomalies.

    Conical exhalation (Frost brace).

    A special blow to the water dragon that freezes and renders even large sailboats unnavigable.

    "Ha."

    Valtrude met the heel of his boot the moment the water dragon opened his mouth. It triggers and a magical white wing emerges from both sides of the boot with no entity.

    As it were, Valtrude flew.

    I didn''t jump, I flew.

    Temporarily, flying military boots (flying boots) that give the wearer the ability to fly.

    Valtrude took the water dragon''s head as well as using its ability to avoid cold air exhalation.

    Thanks to Arcia''s cover of the Glowing Blade, it will tear the scale of the water dragon apart easily - if the opponent does not take measures.

    Val, he''s using the Rebellion Scale spell.

    Year-old dragons can use effects similar to theoretical spells as instincts based on the immense magic that they enclose. I can''t increase my repertoire due to scrolls and spell documents like a magician, but not needing to be prepared is a huge advantage.

    The "Rebellious Scale" belonging to the third staircase transforms defenses by the outer skin into magical ones. In other words, the protection provided by the Glowing Blade was invalidated.

    "You just got zero deductions."

    But Valtrude doesn''t go through with it.

    "If you knock it down normally, you''ll be fine"

    Over the head of a water dragon, a blow to the top of his head as he twists and turns.

    Down to the ground, on the neck, on the body, at the base of the foot, on the foot. Five convenient shots. Strong scales were easily slashed and torn like paper, inflicting slaughter.

    With that series of strikes, the water dragon is driven to death in an instant.

    "Oh, my goodness."

    "I don''t know what that means, but I can understand it. If you resent me, say as much as you like."

    Finally, Valtrude, who stood down on earth, protruded the sword of the devil, choosing his heart.

    I can''t even raise the extinct scream, how the water dragon giant collapses. The heart, which had been beating without rest for four hundred years, now stopped pulsating.

 41 11. Showdown (after)

    Distanced from being caught in the collapse of a water dragon, Valtrude waves a sword of exorcism that will not lose its shine even when bloodstained, turning his gaze toward Ig Nus-Zad.

    He said he won the trump card, Demon Strike, over the water dragon while keeping it warm, but he hasn''t smiled one.

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D

    And also, Triade doesn''t show any emotional movements. Not because it''s hidden in a mask. In fact, because it was the result as expected.

    The hosts of demons who pushed the clouds and the counts of Istas to stand on their doom are devastated.

    Ig Nus-Zad, the subgod of the evil spider, is also stopped by just one rock giant, cutting off enormous vitality by several adventurers. Blasphemous charisma is nullified by not looking directly at it, nor can it keep up with its ability to regenerate.

    Ig Nus-Zad''s attack is certainly catching up with the rock giant (Jarloot) - Exile. But I can''t kill you. If you can''t kill him, a priest wearing a red eyelid - healed by an Arsian spell.

    Meanwhile, the meadow race (Magner) that shot through the steeple of the dead giant - Larsia - has been shooting herself flourishing as she hides herself in the spell of Full Transparency (Incognition), and the artificial brave (champion) - Yona''s psychic powers are all undiminished from a distance.

    And it was the abominable mage - Yut - who supported that action.

    Regardless, all of that is limited behavior, but in the midst of being reminded that Ig Nus-Zad''s vitality is the same again.

    There are a number of miscalculations, but right now, the most poisonous one is probably poison.

    Ig Nus-Zad''s fierce poison that even kills dragons.

    With the effect of various spells, the largest weapon is deactivated.

    If the opponent was just an army, it would have ended in ravages.

    If the enemy had been just a hero, he would still have defeated them without bitterness.

    But hatred was an adventurer.

    It''s nearby, and there''s no loophole. Not failing to prepare for victory, an abomination.

    If so - it''s a simple story.

    Raise the stakes and cut more ghost bills. That''s all.

    "Eat my soul, Yin Fountain Dagger (Shadowell)"

    No patrol, no hesitation. Triade stuck a pitch-black dagger to his heart.

    I''m blocked by a mask, and I can''t see the look on my face. But even if there was no mask, it could be said that the expression underneath was more expressive than the mask.

    "Yut, Alcia. What the hell is he doing?

    I don''t think it''s sane - originally, a fanatic - to act, Valtrude, who just butchered a water dragon, asks his people.

    "Is that - a secret artifact?!?"

    "I feel evil signs. Didn''t you summon something at the price of your own life?

    The two guesses were only half correct.

    The activated Yin Fountain dagger sucks up Triade''s life and begins to vent a similar temper to black smoke. It became a shadow, symbolizing a slender, enormous alien.

    "I guess...... Ambral Demon..."

    Seeing as that, Yut succeeds in identifying his enemies.

    Down dimension, daemon species with evil phases living in Nara. Demons created by evil gods can still appear in material worlds such as the Brewers at the behest of evil-serving clerics and magicians.

    Ambral Demon attributes are chaos, shadow, evil, and darkness.

    A brutal hunter who has no entity and who lurks in darkness to hunt every creature.

    But I''m not the kind of person who feels threatened by the Yuts right now.

    I mean, that''s the biggest problem.

    Why did you summon such a daemon species until you gave up your life?

    "Generate."

    The summoned Ambral Demon gradually begins to integrate with Ig Nus-Zad.

    Some daemons possess not only the undead, but also the creatures of the material world and manipulate them as they please.

    Some techniques blend different creatures, like Kimyra and Fresh Golem.

    But this is none of them.

    A shadow that completely covered Ig Nus-Zad.

    In it without letting the light through, Ig Nus-Zad was about to be reborn.

    That Ig Nus-Zad said that the family of the helix of despair (Leliouria) was a hybrid born with Ambral Demon. Yes, the force of the secret fixture is rewriting the cause and effect.

    "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

    The production shouted.

    The shadows are clear, and the darkness is deeper at its center.

    Four pairs of eyes glowing red and demonic. Hair covering the whole body. matte black back. Eight thin, long legs. Hook claws growing on the tip of the foot. Large jaw and sickle-shaped horn.

    Indeed, it retains the characteristics of a giant spider subgod. But the ambiguous contours are as haunting as a shadow painting.

    While you are there, the signs of evil transmitted by the leak overwhelm your surroundings. Even if you are switching to a pseudo-visual, its mere presence bends your knees or puts you in a state of panic.

    "But if you hit me, you''ll die?

    But Exile came forward.

    I have experience in both Demon and undead victories.

    Creatures that did not have entities only responded about half the time because of their physical senses.

    "Back off, old man"

    "Don''t worry, I''ll punch you twice"

    Yes. Hit him till he dies and he dies.

    With faith on board, Exile wields Spike Flail. You don''t have to aim. Just do your best, punch through!

    "Out of the way. But I''m not asking you to step aside. Kill one person at a time. Capture your soul and make resurrection spells unusable too"

    The cold, quiet, creepy words of Triade.

    That sounded low, because Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral''s mouth - though it wouldn''t have biological significance already.

    "He kills me in turn, politely, surely"

    The first words with emotions came ironically from the assimilation of Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral.

    Still, it doesn''t matter, Exile keeps waving Spike Flail.

    "Ooh, ooh, ooh"

    With his roar, Exile continues to beat him without pulling a step.

    The shadow spider god glanced at the rock giant who kept rising beneath his feet, shaking his obscure but robust claws down mercilessly.

    But Exile doesn''t go through with it willingly. He seemed reckless, but in a frenzied state, too, he had a chance.

    I have experience in both Demon and undead victories.

    Of course, you''ve had that attack.

    Undead attacks with spiritual bodies pierce both strong armor and magical defenses. But for that matter, you can''t make a physical attack. Sucks energy and debilitates the flesh.

    Blood doesn''t have to flow to make things fatal - but the attack should be prevented by the Wall of Life (Vital Wall), which Alusia granted in advance.

    Leaving the attack of the giant claw to hit, in fact, the shadow claw transmitted the shield of the Exile through the armor - bringing back the entity on the verge of touching the flesh of the rock giant.

    The reopening of the Exile.

    The style is simple but therefore strong.

    But at the same time, it''s brittle.

    before a stronger force.

    "Guru."

    Ig Nus-Zad on Exile''s chest: Ambral''s giant nails pierce, decide and pierce. No matter how sturdy the rock giant is, there''s not a single one of these.

    But at the same time that the Exile falls to its knees, its body is enveloped in a blurry light.

    The Sacred Mark of Truss-Sink God rises on the body of Exile and the spell of The Unyielding Covenant (Fortitude) is activated. Exile regains consciousness.

    But even more Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral was pointing his long and mighty horn at Exile.

    There is no way to resist it.

    Slipped through all the defenses and the shadows skewered it. Moments, a heartbeat is lost from the heart of a rock giant.

    Die.

    God''s protection saves that predicament.

    Again, Exile''s body was wrapped in light.

    Though the (Faith of) Heavenly Fate (Andes) is now automatically activated to instantly resuscitate Exile, this is out of stock.

    Furthermore, Ig Nus-Zad: The attack on Ambral is not yet over. Are you trying to kill him politely and reliably as declared, pulling through the corners of the shadow and at the same time seeing the claw blow again.

    Pale, work-like attack.

    "Save it from disorder," "Indomitable."

    On the verge of being fatally wounded.

    Arcia puts a barrier by divine magic on the front of the Exile and manages to cut through the onslaught with minimal damage. But it was a piece of paper.

    Unable to kill until the impact, Exile, boasting an unsinkable reliability, falls to the ground and Spike Flail falls out of its hands as well.

    "Old man!"

    For the first time since this battle began, Yut felt in a hurry.

    "I won''t let you do this any more!

    There, Larsia breaks in.

    When the bow and arrow were ineffective, I took out a magic short wand (Magic Wand) instead - as usual I can''t see it due to Full Transparency - Ig Nus-Zad: I swung it down toward Ambral.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    Several arrows of magic are released from behind the giant beast of shadows, and they arrive simultaneously.

    If magic was the arrow that formed the field of power, it would certainly be able to give an effective hit to a non-entity subject.

    Rather than that, you are right to say that there is no neutral and resistant creature compared to common attributes such as flames and cold air.

    That''s the common sense of adventurers.

    Therefore, I never imagined there would be an exception.

    "Our Lord, the spiral of despair, directs the field of power. Stop laughing at it."

    Low and ominous words, emitted from the subgod of a spider that makes it huge and evil.

    Its contours distorted, swirled, and grabbed the arrow of the force field released from Larsia''s magical short wand.

    Force field distortion.

    The arrow in the force field that was going straight ahead was a turn. Launch point - flipping to Larsia.

    "Whoa? What is this, impossible!?"

    Larsian screams rise from nothing space and wooden spirits in the underground space. But it was also immediately undone by the impact of the landing.

    "Alive! It''s okay! But..."

    It''s about the mild Larsia. Thought you wouldn''t be making a decent direct hit, but the Yuts appease that voice.

    But now Larsia has lost her effective means of attack.

    Reality is heavy.

    When I was fighting the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), no one had ever used such power, including spiral priests and monsters of despair. If so, I guess it''s not as easy as saying. There are some limitations and I may not say absolutely......

    "I don''t feel like trying."

    So throw up, Yut looks at Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral from the front.

    Totally, they took the flow. We need to rebuild. To do that, I need time.

    "The Coffin of Reason"

    Eight pages'' worth of detachment from Yut''s spell document surrounds Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral. At the same time it stopped, each was joined by light and became the culmination of a cube.

    The theoretical spells classified in this eighth staircase surround the subject with cages made of pure magic and restrict movement.

    It cannot be destroyed by physical means and does not even send spells, except in part. Sometimes this is the only way to ¡°pack¡± someone who doesn''t have a way to deal with it...

    I don''t have that sweet prospect with that one.

    What I want is time.

    Outreach While wondering that he was caught lightly, Yut prepares the next spell.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    Having completed the spell of the ninth staircase, Yut had once again become the inhabitant of the space where the moment had ceased.

    I was ready for another time just in case, but I''m glad I didn''t have to waste it.

    Unfortunately to be alone, in this world where he has lost color, Yut indulges in thought without even showing the bare gesture of using a spell.

    "First of all, the situation isn''t bad"

    Yeah, it''s a one-on-six thing. The situation can''t be bad because it overshadowed an overwhelming number of disadvantages.

    The question is, will the two of them have to be given extra warnings?

    "Well, the old man and Larsia worked hard. In fact, it was quite helpful. After that... how to defeat the monster for the rest of his face."

    The trouble is that demeritization.

    There are a few attack spells in the handheld spells I wrote to the spell document......

    "I don''t know, because at that level, spells are likely to be resisted, too. Jonah, too, is full of spiritual strength. Then I''ll have to beat him, but he''s a non-entity..."

    And thoughts loop.

    "Mostly, like an undead with such a giant, spiritual body, that''s impossible. What kind of cheat... is that, undead? It''s possible."

    I made a note to my head about the other dangers I stumbled upon and decided to leave it to Alcia.

    Turning thoughts again to Ig Nus-Zad: measures against Ambral.

    "There may be if you look, but there are no bills to seal that one. There is no way to negotiate. You can''t defeat them or let them get away with it."

    Whatever you can think of, cite the means you can take and dismiss it.

    "And there can be no more (...) resurrection than the spiral of despair on this occasion (...), nor will there be any help or intervention from the gods"

    Yuut twinkles as he looks up at the obelisk behind him in a meaningful way.

    When this happens, the conclusion is one.

    "At the end of the day, Valtrude."

    She''s the only one who can release an effective hit anymore. Rather than that, there is only Valtrude. All I could say was that I was lucky enough to be able to keep The Demonic Strike alive.

    "Well, that''s one thing to do"

    Valtrude, the hero, the beloved girlfriend.

    Support the sword with all your might, set the scene.

    "That''s what I need to do."

    With a neat smile on his face, Yut lifted the Time Suspension.

    At the same time as the colours and sounds return to the world, the arrows are given early instructions.

    "The old man and Larsia take a distance and wait. You''ve worked hard enough, so it''s your job not to die after. Jonah, I need you to cover for Val."

    "Yeah. I''ll just do it."

    "... inevitable"

    "Mr. Arcia, purify the dead on this occasion. They could use the body on Triade."

    "... right. Leave it to me."

    Holy marks lowered by Arcia on her chest, praying to the Goddess of Death and Magic.

    "Valtrude, I''ll make sure you get it. So I''ll leave everything to you."

    "Okay!

    Either listen to Yut''s instructions quickly or Valtrude begins his march toward Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral.

    But Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral''s consciousness was directed toward Arusia.

    Ig Nus-Zad: The body of the shadow of Ambral itself shakes slightly. In human terms, it''s an emotional move close to pity and contempt.

    Yut''s point was that he was shooting exactly right.

    Why I purposefully remained imprisoned in the Coffin of Reason. That was to prevent me from focusing my mind on activating the Great Spell - and so on - and I wouldn''t have to explain it. Robust prisons protect prisoners from outside threats, etc.

    "Even if you notice by now, it''s too late"

    "No, it''s not too late"

    spiral of despair and truss-sink and.

    Apostolic gaze at serving different gods collides.

    "Army of the Immortal."

    The spell was completed after Triade.

    Darkness fills and erodes the surrounding Coffin of Reason, and shadows penetrate the cage of pure magic that should have no joints or gaps, obsessing the surroundings.

    Signs of full-blown death.

    No, it was originally full of death.

    Goblins are Kobold, Sahagin is Auga, Giants are Water Dragons.

    That decaying flesh, a resentful soul. Rise as one again in the shadows.

    Forming legions, ravaging them, dreaming of revenge.

    "The goddess of death and sorcery, the gentle guide of the heart, the queen of chanters, the great whale of the red medulla. Guardian of the peace of the dead. Lying there is not a wicked man, but by the hand of the Merciful, that he may be given peace -" Miracle. "

    Prayer was slow to complete.

    But it did arrive. The goddess responded to her beloved daughter.

    In the underground cavity without light, for the time being, the sun appeared.

    Not the light of a warm day. A harsh but gentle sunlight that is still in heaven and illuminates people in the freezing cold.

    With it, resentment is purified, the immortal is purified and returned to the dead, and the corpse itself becomes a particle of light and disappears.

    Exactly a miracle.

    "I don''t mind."

    In the miraculous sight in front of him, Triade has no way of moving his mind. You may not even think it''s abominable.

    Just to accomplish his purpose, he stretches out the tentacles of the shadow to unlock the Coffin of Reason.

    It''s like untying a thread, when you do.

    "Oh, I don''t like it. It''s not a magic demolition class. It''s not gonna disarm."

    Yut blurred when he was shown the impossible sight. Even so, he moves behind Valtrude with a "Flight" spell on himself.

    It''s a matter of range, we have to get close.

    It took courage for the physically poorest self to approach in this, but also for victory, again.

    "But it''s only by abandoning yourself that there''s some floating water -"

    "What do you mean?

    "Being prepared to sacrifice even your own life means you can take off your predicament and grab success"

    "That''s a good word."

    Courage was given by the always positive Valtrude, and Yut laughed. And I was surprised and laughed again at myself laughing in this situation.

    Oh, well. So I made that choice easily?

    I know you''ll be pissed off later, but now, that''s enough.

    "It was you or the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who destroyed Il Canjual"

    "Valtrude Istas. And it is also what will destroy you"

    In response to the current impending Valtrude, Triade calls in Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral''s mouth. It was almost like confirmation.

    There are no words to speak.

    There''s no need to talk about it.

    Never have incompatible beings crossed paths with each other, yet there is nothing else to contend with.

    "Right. But I told you I''d kill you for sure."

    Heavy bass killing intent.

    As he did against Exile, a giant shadow claw arrives at Valtrude. In addition, shadow threads come bundled and covered.

    To Valtrude, who remains in an assault posture, it is impossible to deal with that attack.

    - To Valtrude.

    "Dimension Door Portal"

    A flying yuut breaks in there and activates a spell.

    A theoretical spell on the third staircase, arguably a simplified version of the Dimensional Gate.

    Valtrude and Ig Nus-Zad: Between Ambral, a white door appeared. No pulse abbreviation of any kind, suddenly.

    Besides, Valtrude jumped in without hesitation and Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral''s onslaught cut the sky in vain only by destroying the Dimension Door.

    Seeking the figure of Valtrude, Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral spreads perception around and distracts consciousness.

    Two voices roared, as if waiting for it.

    "Luminous World"

    "Shining Raid"

    Jonah''s psychic powers and Arsian divine magic.

    Light emitted from different sources strikes out the dark shadows.

    It would certainly be temporary - to create that moment, we are inclining ourselves to the full.

    In addition, Spike Flail wraps around a misty obsession, tying Ig Nus-Zad to the spot with long chains.

    "Hehe...... I used it."

    If you look, Exile''s Spiked Flail had a blurry blue light.

    "Is that ghost touch psychotropic? Larsia, you''re the best!

    Yut spoke out and said, as it was also passed on to Valtrude.

    Larsia, who lost her hitter, secretly asked for the opportunity to assist Exile most effectively at the best possible time.

    "La, aaaaaaa"

    All the best.

    Fully run the muscle fibers and pull the chain with full opening.

    The opponent is too mighty. For some reason, the spirit medicine, which is supposed to hold for a few minutes, evaporates instantly, and in just a few seconds the commandments are broken, Spiked Flail falls to the ground, and the spider sub-god regains his freedom.

    Ten seconds, no, would there have been five?

    But it''s a deadly void.

    With that dedication of his fellow men, Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral loses sight of Valtrude.

    "Go!"

    Yut screamed.

    If I thought calmly, I might have been able to support you with some spell.

    But I can''t think of anything like that.

    "Valtrude!!

    I just shouted out the name of my loved one.

    "My Demon Strike isn''t just Demon Strike."

    Valtrude was in the front.

    Divine, no less a diocesan knight than the incarnation of God.

    Through the door of the dimension, Ig Nus-Zad: Valtrude, momentarily moved directly in front of Ambral, raises the Succubus Sword high as he stays hollow with his military shoes of flight.

    The special power of Demonic Strike, which God grants to His own Cathedral Knight.

    That is not to say indiscriminate, but varies due to the power of the user.

    Power and the number of times you use it a day naturally.

    One Cathedral Knight''s Demonic Strike lowers his enemies to the ground by impact, while another''s Demonic Strike has the power to slice armor like paper.

    And Valtrude''s "Demonic Strike" never misses evil.

    Whether it be the Spirit Prince of Fire, the Demons, or Ig Nus-Zad with no entity: Ambral. It is Valtrude''s Demonic Strike that does not allow evasion.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    Ig Nus-Zad vertically from the straight front: Rip the head of Ambral to a cross.

    Then he slashed it on his leg, jumped up again, folded his corner, and drove the rest of it back in a hollow circle to stick a blade at the base of his neck.

    A serial strike that gives no time to scream, extinct scream, or raise.

    With each blow of it, Ig Nus-Zad: Ambral''s shadow body shrinks and compresses as if it had been rounded, with the shadows clearing of darkness.

    At the end of the day, it just became a chunk.

    No, I can''t even keep my shape as a chunk, a little obsession with fist size.

    "At least save your soul in the presence of God"

    Flashing like a mistake.

    Without looking back, Valtrude puts the Succubus Sword in his sheath.

    Demon Strike has now become an unmissable blow.

 42 12. End, and New Beginnings

    "Val!"

    Yut jumped to Valtrude, where he destroyed the family of the spiral of despair (Leliulia). I embraced as much as I could and tried to hold it up as I could - frustrated.

    Exactly, my full-body armored opponent can''t do it. You shouldn''t be congratulating a player for scoring a goal in football.

    "Oh, oh..."

    But Valtrude was an unfloating face when he said he was being held by Yut.

    "Still breathing..."

    Looking ahead of that gaze, the remnants of darkness were still on the ground.

    Although Triade and Ambral Demon were struck by Valtrude''s Demonic Strike, the core Ig Nus-Zad remains.

    "What can you do about this?

    "Larsia, I can tell by the signs, but I don''t know if we''re gonna get any closer with transparency."

    "I know, signs. That''s supposed to be the kind of spell that blocks..."

    Yut, the surgeon, is responsible for releasing Larsia''s Full Transparency (Incognition), which speaks out in disdain.

    "Oh, thanks. So, what do we do?

    "Can I hit you?

    Exile comes not only with Larsia, but also with Alcia''s treatment.

    "I can still get to Disintegrator if I take one shot?

    And Jonah, too, saying noisy things.

    "I have heard that sub-gods cannot be destroyed by normal means"

    "Is that a metaphor, a metaphor, a retreat or something like that?

    "No, literally."

    While away from Valtrude, Yut supplements Arcia.

    Death does not exist in Ig Nus-Zad.

    Even with a fatal wound, you''re just dormant, healing your wounds slowly, and coming back to life in a few decades.

    "Well, I knew that from the beginning."

    But Yut did. There is no way the Great Mage would allow that.

    "I''ll settle."

    You can''t possibly fail to prepare.

    "Grand Prize (Unlimited)"

    Not a massive jewel, as before, but a few dozen slightly small jewels taken out of nowhere, Yut sprinkles it across the universe.

    Numerous gems turn into countless particles and rain of light falls into the underground cavity.

    In the castle of the Black Demon, he was banished to another dimensional realm, hoping for the return of his companions.

    "True death to the subgod of the spiral of despair. Give the Evil Apostle eternal sleep."

    A rain of magic washes away the remnants of Ig Nus-Zad.

    The intrinsic reality alteration of witchcraft.

    The spell of the Ninth Staircase, arguably its mystery, by the Great Petition. It was only this time that Ig Nus-Zad was extinguished from this earth.

    "Ugh..."

    Finally, the relief that a piece was attached. Plus fatigue using a big spell overlaps, and Yut goes to the ground like one day.

    I guess I lost my mind.

    But so it was a failure to forget to maintain the spell.

    "Yu...... t......?

    The first thing I noticed was Valtrude.

    He was smiling at Yut when he saw him likely to fall to the ground, but now he''s frozen his beauty as if it had been created by a plastic surgeon with God''s hand.

    "Obelisk..."

    Everyone turns to Obelisk in unison.

    Alcia, who knew the circumstances, realized Yut''s failure in everyone''s atmosphere, and secretly decided to be prepared that the party Yut was not something she could hide.

    "What do you mean, Yut? Obelisk."

    Obelisk, who should have accumulated power and amassed magic.

    That was now completely silent and turned into just a monument.

    Break from half, expose yourself to misery.

    "If you''re going to give it a title, I think it''s where it''s going to flourish"

    Standing up, Yut said with a cynical look.

    "This time, I think I''ve been a lot impotent, and it''s broken. But you can''t let Triade know that, so you covered it up in The Complete Phantom. And tactile. Don''t let it. If they get away there, the opposite is the trouble."

    "I don''t care about that!

    Valtrude becomes fierce. It''s rare for a warm girlfriend to expose her anger so far. Jonah and others, even though they weren''t mad at themselves, were shrugging their necks.

    "Beauty is beautiful even when you''re angry."

    "I don''t care about that either! Wouldn''t Yut be able to go home..."

    "Oh...... Yeah, well, there''s no way I''m going home."

    I wanted to do something about her that was going to make me cry.

    "Valko, after running out of even a whisker, I became unemployed"

    Try to rotate your tired head fully and twist out a carefree dialogue.

    "Where you hire me, don''t you know?

    "Something stupid..."

    Finally, an out-of-the-box Valtrude hugged me. I''m about to fall, but I endure there at the will of a man.

    "I''ll never let you go again. Remember that."

    "Oh......"

    I want you to stop crying because I understand.

    Whether you hold your hair or not, Valtrude will never stop crying.

    So Yut decided to block his cherry blossom lips with his own.

    Interlude

    From the fierce battle, one night went by.

    Reports and explanations to the King''s capital, Sejour, were left to the Arsians, and Yut and Valtrude came again to the basement of the fortress - to that obelisk.

    The purpose is to check the situation.

    In other words, I have to make a final check as to whether Obelisk will still be a use.

    "What do you say?

    Afraid, but Valtrude asks that you have to listen.

    Do you, therefore, want either affirmation or denial? Even that, I don''t know.

    "Uh-huh."

    But Yut''s reply was a distraction.

    Unexpectedly driven by an impulse of violence...... it did not manage to head to Yut, but kicked and dissolved the stone rolling around.

    What do you think?

    Again, Valtrude asks, being careful not to be blamed.

    "Sounds like no good"

    Said Yut softly as he behaved with a curse in his nostalgia. This is the result of an appraisal in Magic Analysis. First of all, there''s no mistake.

    In other words, I agree that the road back to Earth has been cut off.

    It must be because I was prepared the moment I decided to use this.

    Well, around Exile, it seems obvious that they can''t use it because it''s broken in half.

    "Yes..."

    Listening to that word, there is an emotion in Valtrude''s heart that he does not possess. A comatose joy, unprecedented. Now all she knows is that it''s a bad thing.

    "Well, maybe there''s something else similar, something else - like developing a spell, something like that."

    So there''s no need for Valtrude to feel responsible.

    That''s what Yut says, but reason and justice continue to blame the comatose joy in her.

    "Yut, I''m a coward. It is no surprise that the Cathedral Knight was disqualified from the Hellenonian God. No, they should."

    "Suddenly, what are you talking about?"

    In fact, I lost my power as a diocesan knight, it''s not like there''s no one off the road. The end of the road is usually to proceed to evil so that the pendulum can swing the other way, or even to drown in alcohol to make a self-depraved living.

    "If anything happens to Val, the Cathedral Knight will cease to exist in this world."

    "I''m not such a noble person!

    Valtrude explodes a frustration with no place to go, sparing his first emotions and remaining unable to handle them.

    "I''m delighted. Find out Yut can''t go home. I..."

    "Oh...... Oh, you know what?"

    "What the hell is that! I, I..."

    Gently embracing the dramatically elevated Valtrude, Yut gently strokes her saggy, palpable hair.

    He said, "I''m glad you never let me go again."

    "It is...... But......"

    "Maybe I won''t be able to go home, because I''ll worry about that. So, Val, at least Val alone, would love to have you two together."

    "But then..."

    "That''s okay. That''s love."

    "Oh, love, etc..."

    "No?

    "No... but"

    To be clear, it is not something that can be illuminated.

    Two people staring at each other often.

    A bold iron (crystal iron) necklace from Yut flashes on Valtrude''s chest.

    Unexpectedly, the blink became stronger.

    But the necklace isn''t glowing.

    It''s reflecting. Bigger light than Obelisk.

    "What happened? Didn''t you lose your powers"

    "I don''t know. But until just now..."

    Even though he doesn''t know what''s going on, Yut stands in front of Valtrude.

    Speaking of abilities, Valtrude should do that, but this is a man''s will.

    A few seconds.

    No, a few dozen seconds.

    As with the beginning, the light abruptly subsided.

    that your body is not unwell or injured. Make sure Valtrude is the same before turning to Obelisk.

    I can''t feel any more magic - but at the root of it, halfway through, a shadow was appearing.

    Falling to the ground, thin limbs.

    For Valtrude, he wore the strange clothes he saw for the first time.

    For Yut, it was a familiar uniform.

    The brain understands. No, no, Yut ran out without even shaking his side and held her - yes, a woman - up.

    body temperature and breathing and.

    I mean, he made sure he was alive just losing his mind, and then the moment he saw her face, Yut forgot to breathe and heard the sounds that drew his blood.

    "Zhuyin...?

    That''s just all I can say.

    I just called my childhood friend''s name, who broke up two years ago, and it was the best I could do.

    "Yup... and...?

    Surprise of reunion, doubt, pity and.

    Zhu Yin, attacked by all its emotions in an instant, enveloped everything with a gentle smile though.

    "Shit. Authentic......"

    Yut, her childhood friend, Heavenly Grass Brave, smiles with the most clarity and charm she has ever seen.

    "The... Long time no see."

    "Everybody was looking for you, where have you been?"

    "Hey, up to the other world"

    Words of reunion that cannot be said for about two years.

    Hear that, as if you''ve finished all your roles.

    The obelisk behind him became sand and collapsed sarcastically.

 43 Just after and before the prologue and

    "Yu, and...?

    Disappeared.

    The childhood friend I''ve really just been talking to suddenly disappeared.

    I can''t say anything else, or at least a pure fact for her.

    "Why? Why?

    It left no trace of anything and disappeared completely.

    Miki Zhuyin is just confused and unable to move off the spot.

    The usual confident smile disappeared, and the provocative eye light was colored with confusion.

    Blatantly void.

    Looking at the space where the Heavenly Grass Brave was supposed to be.

    "Zhuyin? What are you doing standing at the school gate?

    There, a classmate - I can''t remember his name, but, sure, it''s a classmate - comes and slaps him on the shoulder.

    "... were you watching?

    "What?

    I can''t get through.

    That''s right.

    I can''t even remember the name of the joint. I manage to twist the question by spinning my useless head full.

    "Brave man, do you know what a Heavenly Grass brave man is?

    "Huh? Same class of boys, right?

    "Yeah. Yeah, right..."

    The presence of a brave man seems not to be my delusion.

    While reassured by the minimum facts, vision blacks out into the reality that no other witnesses are likely to be present.

    "Hey, you okay?

    They were actually saying hello.

    As he worries - the name, I still can''t remember - Zhu Yan manages to spin the word out, pointing a weak smile at him.

    "Do you think it''s possible that people disappear?

    "... what are you talking about?

    "The human walking next door suddenly disappeared without a trace!

    "And the trick? I can''t believe I''ve ever seen human vanishing magic on TV."

    Pushed by the sword screen of Zhuyin, who suddenly leopardized his attitude, he still returns a realistic answer.

    Yes. This is reality.

    Zhu Yan felt his head rapidly getting cold. No, did it just draw blood?

    I don''t know. I don''t know anything about him.

    "Yeah...... Right..."

    There''s nothing I can do about it. Disconnect.

    To whom, what do I appeal? How do I explain it?

    Maybe it''s all a dream?

    Or is it a brave jerk? When I get home, I''ll smile that it''s going well and I''ll give you a glimpse.

    With that in mind, I didn''t shop or do anything, I couldn''t remember where I went through, and Zhu Yan reached home. I don''t even remember how we broke up with that whole thing.

    Apartment that has been built for about twenty years.

    Room 5 on the eighth floor is Zhuyin''s, and room 6 is the house of the brave man. She walks bare through her house and stands in front of room six.

    As if I had measured the timing, the door opened.

    "Brave man...!

    "Oh, Zhu Yin."

    "Auntie..."

    Zhu Yan remembers dizziness again.

    There was no such convenient story. The reality is, this is what it is.

    "Yu-chan hasn''t left yet. Oh, we''re not here tonight, so I''ll see you later, okay?

    To the mother of a brave man in a piece to go, Zhuyin can only snort silently.

    Behind him is a protest against his husband, whose dog Colo, the Heavenly Grass family, tries to go out, or he''s making a sweet squeal.

    Zhu Yan, who dropped off the brave man''s mother, walked straight into his house and stuck to the bed without taking off his uniform.

    I woke up only once and used my matching key to enter the Heavenly Grass family and feed the colon.

    The brave man, he wasn''t home.

    Then - naturally - I made a fuss.

    Zhu Yan was also interviewed by the school and police about the situation.

    We talked as it were at first, but the only way to get the truth closer to reality was if they turned their gaze of pity through the suspicions around them.

    The whole school rally was also held, and the class held up on the topic of the brave man''s disappearance.

    There''s some anxiety, it''s news, and the police have put a lot of personnel into the investigation.

    The absence of one human being is such a huge incident.

    Brave friends like Yanxi and Suzuki, fellow soccer clubs in middle school, helped me build a billa and search, but I can''t even get a clue.

    There can''t be a clue.

    Also, there were no witnesses to the moment the brave man was gone.

    If we weren''t having a conversation like Zhu Yan, even if we were witnessing it, we would decide it was a mistake to see it.

    I don''t know anything, no additional information, no recurrence.

    The case gradually weathers.

    It is to that extent that there will be no one human being left.

    Except for that party.

    Ever since the brave man disappeared, Zhuyin had undertaken to look after Colo on behalf of his parents, who were returning late.

    When Zhuyin unlocks, no, when he takes out the key to open it, he hears a squeal from inside the house, a small dog thrusting at the same time as he opens the door.

    But when I realized it was Zhu Yin, I waved my tail in a fraternal spirit about my brother-in-law chocolate, and then went back there, completely in place.

    To the front of the brave man''s room.

    It''s obvious who you''re waiting for.

    Every time I see it, Zhuyin almost cries.

    Not so, but as the only witness and one who knew the truth, Zhu Yan was never going to give up.

    "Okay."

    More than six months have passed since the disappearance of the brave man.

    Summer is the season.

    Zhu Yan was visiting the school, which had just been closed yesterday, when elementary school students who had finished radio gymnastics returned to their homes.

    Looking at the school building from the school gate where he was to break up with the brave man, Zhuyin smiles with a once confident grin.

    The 70cm dragged a carry bag and made a hiccup with his hands almost blindfolded. The sunscreen is naturally applied, but the sunshine is different.

    Luggage for international travel, but clothing is the usual uniform.

    So when it comes to school trips, that''s different, too.

    The uniform is a simple story, because the other clothes were put in bags or sold off.

    The bag contains a whole range of gadgets for writing manuscripts for peer magazines such as laptops, mobile printers and tablets.

    Others are travel essentials such as dressing and cosmetics. Plus, there aren''t many items that could be redeemed, such as accessories or branded items.

    "It feels like running away at night, doesn''t it? Sounds like you''re out if you''re given a job or something."

    Zhu Yan, who seems to be aware of the suspicion, gets such a grunt.

    But there is no regret in having a self-derision.

    Anyway, I''m going to go see more suspicious people.

    "Nevertheless, I had no idea you were going to see a psychic..."

    Exactly, I''m too shy to tell anyone.

    If the police can''t find it no matter how many searches - the situation is just too unusual, not because of the police - then let it be a stepping stone in occult or whatever.

    Zhu Yan, who thought so, summoned online and real relationships over the past six months to hit someone who apparently looked real.

    The destination is Kumano.

    Around this not being a fearful mountain or something, I don''t have to think it''s credible... but it must be a strawy thought.

    And I turn away from the fact that I do something similar to a victim who does a vicious cult because there''s nothing I can do about it in modern medicine.

    "Anyway, I''ll find a brave man."

    That''s everything.

    Most of the time, I had to sell my belongings and sell peer magazines to get rid of the funds.

    "We have to charge the brave man."

    Find that childhood friend and we''ll figure it out.

    Zhu Yan, who renewed his determination to do so, left school to shake it off.

    That moment.

    - Zhu Yan''s consciousness was interrupted.

 44 1. Reunion is in different worlds

    "This place..."

    Slowly awakening consciousness.

    Miki Zhuyin realizes herself wrapped in soft bedding in a fine sleep.

    Clean, touchy sheets. Warm, smooth blanket. Soft, moderately elastic bed.

    From the night table, a gentle, warm light.

    The room temperature is also kept comfortable and makes me feel like I''m staying in a hotel somewhere.

    While recognizing his surroundings as blurry, Zhuyin almost let go of consciousness again. Was it lack of sleep?

    Sure, I''ve been looking for a brave man lately to sleep......

    "- Yes, brave man!

    Zhu Yan, who woke up at once, literally jumps up with the blanket removed.

    "Calm down. It''s not good to wake up all of a sudden."

    "Huh? Oh, yes..."

    A kind voice.

    It''s like a mother telling her child, like a Virgin calling to a lamb.

    Zhu Yin, who regained his composure with it, turned his gaze to the Lord of his voice as he sat in bed.

    "Who...?

    Out-of-phase with half of the face covered with crimson eye bands.

    But that didn''t hide her beauty.

    I can tell that the raven''s long wet feathery hair is so glossy that I actually want to touch it and make sure that it will be smooth just to see it. I didn''t even feel like comparing it to my own hair that looked brown, although for some reason the pride of being Japanese inspired me.

    I didn''t quite notice because I''m wearing a robe that doesn''t show my body line, but the style is good.

    (or big tits......)

    I don''t know what to do with strangers, but this was also an honest feeling.

    "No, I shouldn''t have lost either..."

    "I''m Alcia. He''s one of Yuto''s people. Is there somewhere painful or unwell?

    "It''s okay..."

    "Yes."

    A smile that reassures you of what you see.

    "Yut, I''m resting. I''ve rewarded you. I''m already here."

    And my face - I can barely see it - seems neat.

    My lips, spinning words, are glossy again.

    But what the hell is she, the brave one, who calls her "yut kun" to intimacy?

    Friends? Lovers?

    "No way, local wife!?"

    "Zhuyin!

    Yut appeared in front of Zhuyin, who ran rampant and outrageous about imagination - or delusion.

    Just as suddenly as then.

    But the result is the opposite.

    He seemed taller and more rigorous than his childhood friend in memory.

    It''s as if even a very similar actor sees it, not Heavenly Grass Brave.

    Unexpectedly, when I look good, I snap.

    Not even realizing such a perplexity of Zhuyin, Yut rushes over in a white robe on his uniform.

    "It''s okay, calm down. You don''t even have to use the teleport, do you?

    Arcia''s voice is deafening.

    "But worried. No, it wasn''t that I was anxious, but I''m still worried."

    "Brave man..."

    Alicia exhales giving up when she alternates between Yut, who is rarely able to afford it, and a visitor girl who circles her eyes in surprise.

    "Ugh...... I''m going back to my room. I don''t think so, but let me know if anything happens."

    "Thank you, Alcia."

    I''m not doing anything.

    Did you distract me, Alcia, leaving the room?

    The girlfriend stops.

    "I''ll prepare breakfast. Because not for very long."

    "Oh...... I''ll be careful."

    "Then I''ll follow up with Val, so you don''t have to feel comfortable."

    I couldn''t respond to the last word, and Arcia didn''t give me time to answer either, and I left the room.

    Silence fills the room.

    Yut, once again, faced Zhuyin.

    The uniform is taken off and she''s wearing a smock shaped piece instead of a pyjama, but of course Yut didn''t make her change.

    It''s common nightwear in this world, and it belongs to Valtrude. Change of clothes, too, she did.

    "Zhuyin..."

    There is Zhuyin in this world.

    All emotions go first, words don''t catch up.

    "Is your body okay?

    "Yeah, you said that earlier. Except you''re awake."

    "Compromise me about that. I suddenly lost my mind and worried."

    Confirming what he wanted to hear the most, Yut exhaled in relief.

    Eyes down, head up.

    The next word to say was decided.

    "Sorry!"

    There are no great magicians in the world (Archmagee).

    Home slaughter that divides the Count''s house, albeit emerging.

    Such a yuut bowed his head.

    It would be surprising to see those who know Yut in this world, but that doesn''t matter now. Where it wasn''t dirt, on the contrary, it was an apology that I even felt sincere.

    "Don''t apologize, you idiot!

    But that has nothing to do with Zhuyin.

    It was a flashing Zhu noise for a moment, but I jumped out of bed with a gushing doubt and anger.

    Without even realizing she remained barefoot, she slaps Yut''s chest over and over again.

    "I was so worried."

    "I''m sorry."

    "... I said don''t apologize"

    "Yeah."

    "Worried"

    "Yeah."

    "It''s good to be alive..."

    "... thanks"

    Zhuyin''s arm drooled without power.

    Take that hand, Yut lets her sit in bed. It was such a natural operation that it returned to bed with no Zhu noise.

    Yut, who naturally and lightly confirmed it, sits back in the chair where Arcia was sitting.

    "Something, aren''t you used to treating women?

    "Huh? It''s sudden."

    Yut frowned when he didn''t know what they were saying.

    "No consciousness... This needs to be interrogated."

    Determined to keep a note on my mind''s notebook...... I realized I had more important questions. I didn''t realize it was too big.

    "I mean, what''s a different world? Are you insane? Even the clothes..."

    "I know what you''re trying to say. But first, ask me what you''re apologizing for."

    "Whatever, I''ve decided I''m gone on my own"

    "There''s that too, but that''s not all..."

    Yut opens his mouth as he relieves his childhood friends who have cooled him down.

    Apart from involuntary exercise, even though I was prepared, my heart was beating hard.

    "This is a different world than Earth. Actually, it''s my fault that Zhu Yan is here right now."

    "... what?

    It''s not like I didn''t hear you.

    It''s just that my brain refuses to understand.

    "Well, because of Yut, I''ll be asking you all about it later. First, let me talk to you. Where and why the brave man hasn''t come back and I''m here in the last six months"

    "Right..."

    Where shall we start talking?

    That''s what I was thinking. Yut''s thinking stops.

    "Six months?"

    Seven months, to be exact.

    "Seriously......"

    Is that the first difference there, that''s the other world?

    While I''m weird impressed, I can''t possibly not explain it.

    "Zhu Yin, don''t be surprised"

    "Why are you so surprised?"

    "It''s been two years since I''ve been here."

    "I mean, like this?

    Zhu Yan, who was nervous at first, seemed to blow up that mood as we talked. Despite the brief length of the piece, he starts pursuing Yut by wearing a claw over the bed.

    "Involved in the ritual of trying to revive a bad demon king, coincidentally, the other world? Are you sure you want to be in a different world?

    "I''m in trouble when it''s emphasized there. And the blue covenant world."

    "Anyway, you moved the world. So I became a wizard and defeated the Demon King."

    "I''m not a demon king... Well, the big muscles aren''t wrong."

    Yuut affirms as he turns away from his chest, which is accentuated because of the outfit that holds the hem by hand.

    "So I was helping run the territory until I got home..."

    "You can''t go home anymore"

    "Oh."

    "That''s not all, he even came to me for some reason"

    "I''m surprised, seriously"

    "And so far, there''s no way for me or Yut to go home,"

    "I really don''t know what to say..."

    Once again, the story reaches there, and Yut sneers again.

    "There''s nothing to forgive. Nothing, it''s not anyone''s fault. Oh, I''m sorry about those people who tried to revive the Demon King."

    "It''s not the demon king, it''s the helix of despair..."

    That''s what Yut said, but his expression was visible and bright.

    The unchanging attitude of childhood friends who will see each other again for a long time will probably be the reason why the worries, albeit partial, have been iced away.

    "By the way, brave man"

    "What?

    "Now that we''re talking, I don''t know why we''re running out of time."

    "I don''t know that either. It''s 24 hours a day, 360 days a year, so it can''t be that far off..."

    "Is it no use thinking deeply?

    "Oh. I can think of a lot of possibilities, but you have no decision-makers, no certainty, no significance"

    Exhaling, Zhuyin corrected his residence.

    "You''ve grown brave."

    And stroke Yut''s cheek to make sure.

    The movement escalates gradually, moving rampantly to bring in the thought of whether he had tried to envelop it with both hands, and his hands crawl along not only to his face, but also to his neck, arms and flanks.

    It''s been a long time since I''ve said so, and it''s been a well-done act for a long time.

    But accepting it with a promise is a problem. Yuut, who remained on the way, just floated the tannic surface.

    "It''s been a long time since I''ve been hit, but that''s kind of humiliating"

    "Once again -. Glad to hear it."

    "What, that unfounded confidence?"

    "Childhood intuition, I guess."

    Zhu Yan frees his childhood friends who are getting older after saying the right thing.

    "Good if you''re satisfied..."

    "You''ll be fine for a while."

    I don''t know what''s okay, but the childhood smile I was used to seeing is back, so let''s be good.

    "Still, are you serious about the other world?

    "Seriously or nothing, that''s the truth. You''ve heard of parallel worlds, right?

    In fact, the only sight Zhu Yan has seen in this Brewers is still that underground cavity and this room. It would be natural not to believe it.

    If Yut hadn''t been the explanator, he would have made more noise.

    "It would be more convincing to be told that it''s still another planet or that it''s the future Earth. Wasn''t there a Statue of Liberty buried somewhere?

    "Hey. Besides, I''ll explain, but I''m not trying to convince you..."

    Yuut laughing bitterly while acknowledging Zhu Yan''s statement.

    Zhu Yan gets mysterious satisfaction after seeing how Yut is like that.

    "Besides, you think brave men can use magicians and magic? What do you mean?"

    "You have no choice, because when you study, you can use it now"

    "You studied"

    "When I was able to use it a little, I was left alone in the woods hunting monsters and stuff."

    "Oh, my God, forced leveling?

    "The result is aurai..."

    Don''t you want to remember much, Yut shakes his head and shakes off his abominable memories.

    "Zhuyin, you''re really okay with your body, right?

    "How worrisome is that?"

    "Then it''s good. Let''s go outside for a moment... That''s not a good outfit."

    Yut remembers why he wasn''t looking directly at me, trying to put his robe on Zhuyin''s shoulder, on the brink of remembering.

    "... what?

    "No, he couldn''t wear it unless he could use a science spell."

    "My childhood friends are game brains in different worlds, what do you think I should do?

    "Because it''s true. You can''t wear it, or when you wear it, your body gets super heavy and you feel sick."

    "Isn''t that an item of curse...?

    It rocks with the desire to nod and argue to the most too many opinions, but not if you''re doing that.

    Yut, who had generously left the room, returned with a cloak of substitution.

    "I don''t want you to be alone all of a sudden..."

    "Oh, I''m sorry"

    "Well good, but what''s that black and plain?

    "It''s a magic device that keeps the heat and cold out of your thermal coat (Corsiness Cloak)."

    Have you come with a magic item?

    Zhu Yan remembered the sound of war.

    I don''t hate games like that. Anime and cartoons are more appealing than the average person.

    But when fantasy becomes reality, it really pulls me off.

    "It''s cold out there."

    "Huh? It''s summer... and you''re out of season"

    "Oh, that''s the thing"

    Yut opens the armor door as we make each other recognize each other.

    At the same time the dry, cold winds of winter blow in......

    "Cold... isn''t it?

    I don''t feel cold at all.

    On the contrary, comfort itself.

    "Exactly, it won''t work if it''s somewhere like Antarctica."

    "That''s enough. Even on Earth like this..."

    "Finally, you seem to believe me."

    Yut has a flirtatious grin.

    Behind that smile, a thermal jacket - because it also has the effect of increasing resistance to magic - can hide the secret of making more than a thousand gold coins.

    There is no need to make a lot of noise when it comes to making five or ten million yen in Japanese yen. Likewise, I also need to say that I left it in the treasure trove because it''s not very usable.

    It should be noted that although magic appliances in general can be said, they do not deteriorate over time or cause dirt, so no matter how long they are left unattended, they are as good as new.

    "Sooner or later, it will be broken."

    "What?"

    "No, let''s go outside for a little while"

    Yut, who had Zhu Yan standing on the floor with his barefoot, removed the spell from his pocket and detached it for three pages.

    "Flight"

    A page of spell documents spins around the two of us, turning into a white light and disappearing.

    Come on, let''s go.

    Take my childhood friend''s hand, and Yut floats in the universe.

    As he was dragged, Zhuyin also flew through the sky, hurrying to hold the hem of his clothes in the hands of those who were empty.

    You two stay out the window.

    "Phew..."

    I don''t feel the cold, but the wind rocks Zhuyin''s semi-long hair and strokes my cheeks.

    But that was refreshing.

    Night.

    You''ll never get it in the city, deep darkness.

    Beautiful night.

    The stars are blinking as if they had scattered grains of light. It was Zhuyin without astronomical knowledge, but I could see at a glance that it differed from the night sky you see on Earth.

    The moon that draws true circles is also bigger and brighter than we see on Earth.

    And there''s a yut beside me.

    "What do you say?"

    "Sounds like Peter Pan."

    "I see. If you ask me,"

    I found it somewhat painful to say Wendy, but of course I wouldn''t put it in my mouth.

    "But I still feel used to it."

    "I''ve done this, I''ve done other things... I do"

    "I knew it."

    "The other guy was a dwarf. Of course, man."

    "Huh, haha. I''m here, Dwarf."

    "I''m here. It''s probably the biggest force in the city."

    I don''t have to worry about falling if I don''t, but Yut held Zhuyin''s shoulder and stationary at a height that the city of Falve could see.

    As yet, the population has exceeded a thousand.

    A developing city.

    But an important place that didn''t even let the spider subgods invade.

    The light of the street light, which has finally been installed recently, informs Zhuyin that there is a profit for people there.

    "The world I spent. It''s the city we built."

    "This is..."

    The two of them watched the world without ever getting tired of it.

    How much would you have done that?

    The eastern sky stains the Zhu, and the sun rises one by one.

    It''s dawn.

    "No matter where you are, no matter where you are, you must visit in the morning."

    "Oh, yeah...... whoops"

    To Yut''s grand sneeze, Zhu Yan laughs out loud.

    Think about it, this may have been the first time I''ve laughed since I came to this Brewers.

    "Time to go back"

    "Right. Oh, my stuff, was it coming this way?

    "Oh, that''s that carry bag. You''re safe. You were just about to go on a trip?

    "It''s something similar. I have to pack."

    With that talk, the two return to the castle fortress in Falve.

    Thus, the otherworldly life of Miki Zhuyin marked the beginning.

 45 2. Breakfast after introducing yourself

    "So when she''s my childhood friend Migi Zhuyin... in this way, it''s Akane Miki. I got lost in the same way, so I''ll take care of it."

    Yut ran out of words before his companions, who stood at breakfast.

    For the first time I hear it, Zhu Yan looks at Yut in surprise.

    But he just waved me to introduce myself with his gaze.

    The table is already ready for breakfast.

    Freshly baked bread and a soup that raises the hot air are just there to stimulate your appetite and have a fragrant aroma.

    Others, such as the main plate and salad, could be sure that this was delicious just by looking at it.

    I can tell that dishes served with dishes are delicacies even if they are not eye-catching.

    But the meal seems to be after the introduction.

    Zhu Yan once again takes a look at the five men who are among the brave men.

    Gray-haired red-eyed - albino toddler.

    A child with a slight ear loss.

    Then, a rocky giant whose body is twice the size and volume.

    She was nursing me, a beauty with dark hair and an eyelid.

    And super beautiful beyond that beauty.

    If they tell you she''s an angel, they''ll convince you it will be. Instead, it''s weirder to be the same person. More than that, I''m in trouble.

    You want me to introduce myself in this place?

    Zhu Yan turns his gaze on the protest, but Yut doesn''t fit in.

    Seeing that eye contact, only Arcia noticed Valtrude getting a little grumpy.

    In the end, Acorn is wearing a uniform.

    Sometimes the other clothes are all summer, but I naturally chose that Yut would be this blazer if he were a learning run.

    "Migi Zhuyin? Acorn Miki? It''s already a hassle, so call me Acorn. A brave childhood friend."

    The acorn gets up and introduces itself, but it wasn''t particularly strange.

    Slightly too thoughtful, or perhaps too bare, but what else can I say? Because I didn''t know what to say would make sense.

    "Is that it? Does the word make sense?

    "What now? You were talking to Mr. Arcia."

    I don''t know the reason but I''m convinced it''s better than not getting through, and Acorn goes back to his seat.

    "Acorn, too, the same courtesy as Yut?

    "Caucose? Oh, you''re in high school. Yeah, a girl, to be exact."

    "Joshicose?"

    To a word I''ve never heard, Jonah tilting her little neck.

    "Yona, I want to introduce myself before I ask you a question."

    "Yut is tough only when there are others"

    "Don''t say that!?"

    Seeing a childhood friend playing with a toddler girl, Acorn smiled a complicated smile this time.

    Yut''s outgoing. Complex emotions crossed without the joy of being seen childish and the loneliness of seeing a side you don''t know.

    "Well, let''s ask Yona to introduce herself first."

    Alcia putting together a place that is likely to be disputed. Yut also praises "That''s Mr. Arcia".

    "Mmm."

    With no expression, the Albino girl gets up.

    "Yona."

    At first he looked at Acorn and said so, and Jonah took her seat again.

    "... Huh? Over?"

    Akane is bewildered, but the other members just smile bitterly "again".

    "Don''t bother explaining Jonah''s birth, but he''s the best psychic we''ve ever known."

    Acorn tilts her neck to follow the Yut she sees.

    "The psychic?

    "Yeah. Bend a spoon or something"

    Stand up hard, as if the forks and spoons that were arranged in front of Yona were caught in thread. He moved through the air fluttering as it was and stationary in front of the acorn.

    "Yes."

    Speaking up at the bar reading, several dishes broke at the root.

    "I''ve never seen a spoon bend before!

    It''s a story I finished with Yut and half a joke, but it seemed to be well received.

    In the first place, there would be the idea that he might be psychic at the time he was floating, but he touched the power of mystery and Acorn seemed to sneeze like a child.

    Her such tricks, which are more mature than her age, are badly and attractively reflected in the gap with her usual image.

    "It''s more tense than when you flew with me, what do you mean?

    "That''s it, that''s it."

    Neither can Yut''s protest reach Acorn, who views the broken spoon to his hand.

    "You have no choice..."

    Alcia, who prides herself on being the only one who can scold Jonah properly, also has an atmosphere where she can''t be angry.

    "As light as this"

    He said it was nothing on words.

    But Jonah proudly flutters her little nose.

    Acorns who saw it often froze, and the next moment, exploded.

    "Wow. Brave, brave. Yona, she''s super cute. Give me that girl."

    "I know you can''t do this."

    "I''ll take good care of you!

    "A pet."

    "In a way."

    "No, this guy..."

    But you haven''t been able to introduce yourself properly.

    With two Earthlings caricaturing aside, Larsia speaks the best of opinions.

    "So next time, Larsia will show you an example"

    "I''m so impotent!

    Larsia received a challenge from her partner, Exile.

    "Akane, I''m Larsia. A bandit of the meadow race (Magner). Instead of growing up to about half the height of a human being, the meadow races are snug and clumsy. Plus, extraordinarily, they say you''re a trickster."

    In a playful tone, Larsia suddenly speaks out.

    Akane, who was obsessed with Jonah, rushed back to you.

    "That''s what they call bandits, not thieves, who scold in dungeons and specialize in gathering information around the city. And you look like an adult male."

    "Well, in short, a ring."

    "Stop any more."

    "It''s nothing good. In the meantime, I understand. Nice to meet you, Larsia."

    Larsia sees acorns who meet with a smile and is convinced of victory.

    "What do you say, Eg? I''ve learned from my previous experience."

    "That''s easy."

    "Right."

    "As always, it''s hard on you!

    Such Larsia abandoned and his partner Exile opened his mouth.

    "I''m an Exile, a warrior of the Rock Titans. As for the Rock Titans - Yut, I''m in charge."

    "You''re swinging at me."

    "Something serious. Doesn''t it feel like I''m losing?

    "Larsia, there are good things to do if you''re alive. of which"

    "You''re not comforting me, are you, Yona?"

    Next to Yut, Larsia pulls the poverty lottery aside, and the Archmage boy evokes knowledge.

    "First, as you can see, the Brewers have a variety of species called humans. The same goes for the grassland species in Larsia, as well as elves and dwarves and half elves and stuff. And apart from that, there are all sorts of giant races, and this is another thousand different..."

    Yuut about to speak up to irrelevant knowledge and hastily modify the track.

    "Rock giants, among the giant species, are relatively small and close to human in mentality. We build settlements of dozens to many hundreds of people in mountainous areas, and we live mainly hunting and gathering lives - with the creed that power is power."

    "Become... ho... duh"

    With a bitter smile, Akane sees the lush flesh of Exile.

    It was more powerful flesh than any sportsman I''ve ever seen on TV.

    "By the way, Exile''s old man is the strongest fighter I''ve ever known."

    "That''s not my decision to make."

    Plus, an unexpectedly sensible answer. That makes me feel awesome again.

    "Um, it''s acorns. Best regards,"

    "Oh."

    Next to such a greeting being sent, Larsia gently puts her exploration into Yut.

    "What about Val, who''s the strongest egg?

    "Oh...... Val''s the best cathedral knight for me."

    "What''s not cheating? Val would think so, wouldn''t he?

    "No, aside from me being the best, I think Egg is the strongest. I never want to turn them around."

    "Val was frightened..."

    To Valtrude''s most recent comment, Jonah is like the end of the world. I mean, I get a desperate look that I didn''t even show when the end of the world was imminent.

    "If it''s Yut related, it''ll make you mentally unwell as soon as possible."

    "That''s something we can''t help. ''Cause one day Yut said," The complete thing will only perish. "

    "Relentless, you guys!

    I just can''t stand it and Valtrude, who was in your birthday seat, stands up and protests.

    "What can I say, you were right."

    "You know, I''m stronger, then let''s settle which one''s up here, sounds like I''m gonna have a little fun, like that?

    "Finally, is the direction screwed......?

    "Okay, I''ll be next."

    Leaving my people on their way to the day after tomorrow, Arcia started introducing herself.

    "I''m Alcia. Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic, Truss-Sink."

    "Um, I think I got a medical attention, thank you"

    Lower your head on the spot and your sarcastic brown hair will shake.

    "I told you then, I didn''t do anything."

    "But isn''t the Archbishop a great man?

    Whether it''s because you''re grateful or because you''re under pressure from the Arussian atmosphere, the invincible acorn is also lumbar.

    "It''s not a big deal. It''s a status that''s on its own. Yeah, and I can''t take this eyelid off because it complements my vision. Because I''m invisible."

    "Was it? No, not at all."

    "Great. Thanks."

    Alcia breaks up and smiles softly.

    Seeing the cherry blossom coloured lips that have changed into the shape of a smile also relieves tension from the acorn.

    (But something just seems a little scary...?

    "Oh, I forgot to tell you. So far, I''m on hold, but I''m actually planning to make a baby with Yuto in the future."

    "Huh!?"

    "Duh, what do you mean, yut!

    Not only acorns, but even Valtrude get into a posture of disturbing and questioning.

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    One party, Yut, only looks up to heaven with his hands on his face.

    "Well, that''s the thing."

    Alcia gives no further explanation with a soft smile on her face. More than that, I''m not going to.

    "Don''t Jonah have to join the war?

    "If you''re Yut and Arsian, you''re my brother or my sister."

    "It''s the most adult opinion"

    "Plus, in ten years, we''re going to win big."

    "What the hell happened to the gap we took our eyes off!?"

    I can''t pack it up.

    "In the meantime, why don''t you finish introducing yourself"

    The Savior who showed up there was, unexpectedly, an Exile.

    "If it''s not over, I''ll eat a mess."

    "Right...... Well, I''ll explain this to you later, Val, please. Tighten me up."

    To Yut''s plea, like tiredness, Valtrude could not but groan.

    "I''ll be sure to explain."

    I didn''t forget to stab the nail though.

    "My name is Valtrude Istas. He is a diocesan knight serving¡° ever-victorious ¡±Helenonia and ruler of the counts of Istas around here."

    Stay up, look down. And Valtrude looking out for acorns from the front.

    Acorn, who took that gaze straight, has figured it out.

    "Acorn, your predicament has been heard to some extent by Yut. Earlier Yut said he''d take care of himself, but that''s what everyone here feels the same way."

    This magnificent, open-minded woman.

    This guy is so beautiful that he doesn''t think he''s the same person, he can even see himself as same-sex.

    He said he felt exactly the same way about Acorn.

    "Thanks, but I''m gonna do what I can. In the opposite position, Mr. Valtrude would do the same, wouldn''t he?

    Acorn also stood up and offered his right hand to Valtrude. Nobody else, to her.

    Valtrude brings a bewildering look to that word and action.

    But soon the colour of understanding dwelt in blue blue eyes.

    "You''re right. Then, though lord, I''m not going to change my position with everyone. No need for honor."

    "Okay, Val."

    Two people holding each other''s right hand in disappointment.

    Though Yut, caught in the meantime, had the expression, "How did this happen..."

    "Come on, it''s late, but let''s make it breakfast. Though it hasn''t taken much effort."

    Summarizing the venue is the role of Alcia as usual.

    Except that there are subtle lizards. To Yut, only Yut felt it.

 46 3. Different Cultures (Previous)

    "What''s this, delicious"

    I knew that before I ate it.

    But I never thought I''d get this far.

    Freshly baked bread is soft and aromatic, the same as or more than anything I''ve eaten in Japan.

    The soup is also nourishing and stains my body. When it comes to making more than this, it''s hard inside.

    The saut¨¦ed chicken was simple, but the flavour of the ingredients was felt to be firm.

    Plus, I even have the feeling that every bite I take fills me with energy and strength.

    "I wonder if the materials are different. Nothing seems to have changed to the cooking method itself..."

    Lick the sauce left on the plate, crushing the solitaire.

    Is the base an apple? I felt the refreshing acidity and slight sweetness.

    "Huh? What?

    So Acorn notices his gaze, casting doubt on his surroundings.

    "No, you said something serious..."

    On behalf of him, Yut replied that he was a jerk.

    "I can''t lose"

    Jonah replaces the bread, misunderstood as a big eating battle, but the opponent will be served by Exile.

    "Is Akane good at cooking?

    "Better than normal."

    Yut is shaking his head on the side, but decides not to notice.

    Denial isn''t a denial, it''s not a bit of a place, I''m pretty good at it.

    The drawback of taking the hassle out of doing it is not negative either, as it inevitably does in this Brewers without a microwave or gas oven.

    "Really? Well, maybe Yuto was refreshed because Mr. Akane was cooking."

    "No, because regular boys don''t cook or anything"

    Yuut claiming to be the standard.

    "Koko, you mean someone who can''t do anything?

    "Gu."

    Yut suffers mental damage to Yona''s heartless but targeted words.

    "No, you were arguing that every time you were shaken up as impotent, don''t just say you couldn''t do it to a high school student..."

    "Is cooking unscrupulous?

    "You can''t do that. You know how to make this sauce?

    "When they say that, sure,"

    "Don''t be fooled, Val. It''s just an excuse."

    Akane flashed when she saw how Yut was talking to the others.

    "It''s not a bad idea to try to recreate that dish over here......?

    "Right. But the science spell... you were going to recommend studying magic, I..."

    Was the wine hard to choose in front of the acorn, rinse it through your mouth with water before saying.

    "All of a sudden, I need a lot of sparta, but if it''s about the first staircase, it''ll take a month."

    "Oh, I knew you''d do better!

    Magic.

    Fantasy would still be magic.

    The night those two flew in the sky was shocking (in many ways) to Acorn.

    Other dreams spreads like CG Effect light from the tip of the cane, summoning something, and healing a dying serious injury.

    "And that''s it, isn''t it? You''re Earthlings, so you can use amazing magic, right?

    "Uh..."

    Acorns that make your voice play.

    Yuut clogging your voice.

    "Normally, because I need to study"

    "... why?

    "I ask the other way around, how did I know I could remember it unconditionally?

    "Isn''t that what this is about?

    I can''t see the words to speak to a genuinely strange acorn.

    "Yeah? You say things like old yut"

    "... we should have stopped talking first"

    "I decide that being stopped means something to say, but we..."

    "Right. I learned to read the air too."

    "All right. Shall I shut my mouth?"

    Shutting up Larsia and Exile, Yut turns to Valtrude. Jonah was eating indifferently.

    "In our world, look, that''s it. There are quite a few stories of students wandering into different worlds that seem to work great. Most of the time, they''re equipped with special powers."

    "Why would a student be special if they just moved the world?

    "Do you mean desire? It''s a story, don''t think about it. Feel it."

    That''s also true, but there''s no point in being portrayed unless it''s "special" than it''s such a story.

    The protagonist, who has no power whatsoever, has died in a different world - then he literally doesn''t talk.

    "Is it a form of rare faith?

    Tilt the glass of wine, says Arcia.

    "Originally the idea is that visitors are special, but the end of the book is falling that being a visitor can also be special."

    "Mr. Arcia, I don''t know if you need any serious reflection like that."

    Even if they calmly analyze the subculture of their hometown, their, troubles.

    "But a brave man is a great magician, isn''t he?

    "I don''t need you, but, well, yeah."

    "If you say you''re not special, how did that happen?

    "How could... If you want to grow rapidly, you can use it after you remember the basics."

    Why Yut was excelled in witchcraft in just one year.

    That ''s--

    "It''s my master''s saying, ''It''s faster to put yourself in battle with science spells because you can repeat your thoughts and practices. But you can''t just use the magic of destruction to defeat your enemies. Whether you want your allies to be strengthened and defeated, weakened to make it easier to defeat your enemies, or put the battlefield in your favor, victory is victory. Always explore and win."

    "That''s a Spartan story..."

    "Well, rather than if you win, use a lot of spells to win in battle, or find out what kind of spells you have. Anyway, it''s faster to step on the number of places than to delay research."

    "That''s the same with diocesan knights like me, but T¨¹ll juts such polarity..."

    Tultione, an elf magician (warlock) living in the village of Ozlic, is a well-known companion of Valtrude and Alcia. But you never seemed to think that was happening.

    "I don''t know, there''s something going on at work right now."

    "As a result, Yut just got to work"

    Akane said with a superb grin where Jonah fired a stubborn blow.

    "I''m fine, I''m fine, I''m fine."

    "Right. Instead, you should."

    Yut, who now seems to have noticed the anomaly, nods.

    "If you''re interested or suited to waving your sword, I can help you."

    "Right. I can teach you how to attack a bandit or a steeple."

    "Uh, you know what...?

    I''m glad you''re in person, but I''m not sure I''d use my body for an extroverted but Indo-Acane acorn.

    Instead, I just want to shy away from mastering a steep attack, even if it''s aptitude.

    "Superpowers also require qualities"

    "That means I have qualities..."

    None.

    The acorn drips with disappointment.

    "If you''re not talented, you didn''t have to tell me, did you?

    "This kind of thing, I have to tell you first"

    Jonah says it out with no expression.

    When they say that, it''s weird because they think it''s like that.

    "Yut kun"

    "What is it?

    "You''re taking the day off, right?

    "Oh...... Right."

    I ended up staying this way, but the job is a lot to take over. Well, for that matter, I was just about to build a school or something, but I''m sure I can afford it at the moment.

    "Acorn, for now, you''re gonna lecture me a lot today."

    "... right. You''d better leave that to Yut."

    The unacceptable atmosphere is also invisible, but Valtrude agrees.

    Sometimes I don''t mind being selfish, I think Alcia and others, but is it a fast time to push my back?

    "If there''s something you can''t ask Yut, help me"

    "No, how about asking Jonah?

    "It''s nice to meet you, isn''t it?

    It has been a lot of rapid developments since yesterday, but for now it was an acorn that I think is welcome.

    "I was wondering if you''d even take it in class in the brave man''s room."

    "It''s easier that way, but I have to buy Zhuyin''s clothes."

    Yuuto shrugs his shoulder because he didn''t realize that and then he wanted to see Yuuto''s room.

    This is where dating and coloring stand if this is the Valtrude opponent, but it''s just an extension of the usual shopping line if the opponent is a childhood friend.

    The two men, dressed in discreet clothes, were exiting the fortress of Falve and pointing their feet toward the city.

    The city, just when it started to wake up.

    Boiled smoke will rise from the southwestern neighborhood, and the city, which is yet to be seen but stands in the commercial district, will be ready to open.

    "Besides, it''s actually easier to see than just explain"

    "Neither is that."

    Understanding that this is not the Earth does not go from the bottom of my heart to convincing. Looking around with my own eyes might certainly have been necessary.

    "For now, at least I know it''s not Japan. Just looking around here."

    Stone buildings, cobblestone roads.

    Dark hair is rarely found in different people, usually the so-called "outsiders" with blonde blue eyes. Moreover, there is a mixture of elves, dwarves, and meadow races (magners). It should be enough to recognize it as a different world, but it still seems skeptical among acorns.

    "It''s not even foreign..."

    "That''s what I say, but it''s not like we have two suns or a moon, is it?

    "Not for once."

    "Doesn''t look like it, though."

    Akane looking over his head.

    Is it because the air is clear? The sky is high and the wind smells different. The morning sun was so eye-catching, but if you just cut it out there, it wouldn''t be the same as that on Earth.

    "The sun is of light, fire, and wind, and the moon is the door to the source world of darkness, water, and earth, and the strong and weak influence of this has led to morning, night, and seasonal changes. And between that sun and the moon there is the shadow moon - the door of the source world of chaos"

    Il Kanjual, defeated by the Yuts - the Spirit Prince of Fire - was one of the rulers living behind this source world of chaos.

    The total extinction weakens the forces of the source world of chaos, and the world is becoming somewhat warmer and richer, but no one knows the tease.

    "That''s what it was set up for? For that matter, I didn''t even see the night..."

    "That''s right. It''s Shadow Moon. I don''t reflect light, so I can''t see it in the first place. There''s moonlight, too. And don''t say settings or anything."

    "You can''t see, it''s not with you."

    "When you''re in a state where you can see, it means you''re getting more chaotic forces. You better disappear."

    "I just flagged you, okay?

    "I''m not standing."

    "Oh, man. I can''t believe the boy is'' not standing ''. What do we do? What do we do, Yut"

    "Let''s... Don''t worry about it."

    I''m not telling you to be a special winner like when you wake up, but I have trouble treating you as usual. Well, I can''t bear to think of it as a temporary manic-depressive state associated with environmental change.

    "In the meantime, I''m going to look at a lot of things"

    "Rikai"

    Thus, they both walk out with them.

    Let''s start with the market showing off the busiest in Falve.

 47 4. Culture is Different (After)

    The first two people to arrive at the market turned to a shop that handles fabrics and old clothes.

    Not that off-the-shelf clothing doesn''t exist, but the common man is old-fashioned or homemade. Ask for tailoring if you can afford it. As a result, new clothes are rarely sold in stores.

    "If I only saw it here, it would be Frima."

    "I think the contents are very different."

    He did not reply to Yut''s proper correlation, but crouched in and began to color.

    "Is this, Flannel? Oh, you also have hair woven fabrics."

    "What do you say? It''s an oriental grass dye."

    A woman shopkeeper shows her crimson red fabric to the acorn.

    Yut just takes a step away to see how it goes. You''re perfectly right if you say you''re not interested, but it''s also true that you don''t know good or bad.

    A magic device (magic item) can use a spell to test it.

    "I guess it''s a good touch and a pretty good fabric. Speaking of which, it''s all hand woven..."

    "Yes, all of us are good."

    "Hmm. It feels like tailoring a cosplay costume, could I make my own...... But there''s no machine."

    "You''ve never seen a machine. Well, I can find out how it works, so I have a hand in having it made one way or the other... I don''t know when."

    "No, that''s it"

    "If you''re saying it''s good to sew by hand, do you want to buy it for now?

    "Right... money"

    Acorns reach into their pockets in their usual habits, but naturally they don''t carry their wallets. In the first place, the Japanese yen can''t even be used.

    "I have money."

    Yut tells me not to worry about anything, but Acorn has a subtle look.

    "I don''t know, that''s how I''m gonna pull you off."

    "Don''t be shy. You still owe me more."

    "Brave man sucks."

    "Well, that''s a joke, but think of it as a nuisance fee."

    "Uhm...... Sure, I was hoping you''d make amends..."

    Distressed acorns.

    Because it doesn''t matter, if you want to buy it, the lady shop owner begs you with her gaze.

    "I want to do a lot of things, and brave man, please"

    "Aye."

    At the end of the grid, Akane took Yut. I decided to rely on Yut''s purse.

    "Then give me that one... Oh, can I sell you a mass or something? In the meantime, I''d like about three meters at a time."

    "Yes. Just give me a minute."

    The woman shopkeeper will measure the length of the cloth at the eye area according to the acorn''s request.

    Watching how handy it was...... Finally, I realized how uncomfortable it was.

    "Brave man, the metres have passed."

    "Oh...... I was surprised at first, too."

    Yuut responding in a whisper so as not to be distrustful.

    I can''t hear the content, but I couldn''t hide the suspicion of the action itself.

    "They also convert units together in relation to words being translated automatically"

    "Convenient or appropriate¡­"

    "It''s easy and good."

    Until why that feature doesn''t extend to monetary value is unknown, but Yut doesn''t care.

    "Is this good?

    At a time when the two conversations have come to a halt, the woman shopkeeper calls out.

    From what I''ve seen, I can''t even see any signs of injustice in particular.

    After I decided to do this once, I did not hesitate to do so, and I bought more than one type at the length there, so it was a good amount.

    "... two gold coins and five silver coins in total."

    Price negotiations were done exactly, but for a good amount of money.

    However, even if it is elegant, it is not the finest product, and even if it is delivered to the rear palace, there is no problem with Yuto being able to buy it flat.

    A perfectly paid yuut receives the item and leaves the dewstore.

    "I''m sorry I made you buy it all of a sudden, but you don''t know how much it''s worth..."

    "It feels like a piece of gold and a leaf or a bull ''jit."

    "When that happens, about 20,000 yen...?

    "It''s a big deal."

    Acorns pointing a complex gaze at the infinite storage bags Yut has. The amount of about 20,000 yen is expensive for high school students, but as for cloth bills, I think it might be something like this.

    "I''ll tell you as many times as I want. Don''t worry about it at all. This way, I''m rich."

    "It''s dark and I don''t know your shoes."

    "What do you say, bright... you don''t burn gold coins. Plus, it''s not even gold, and I can put it out with a spell like a light."

    "I don''t know about that, either."

    "Well......"

    Normal things when it''s a feeling over here make it unfortunate when it''s lit up with common sense over there.

    While we had that conversation, we went to an old fashioned outdoor store next.

    It was a good store with a line of clothes for children, both male and female.

    "Come on, take a look. They''re all in good condition."

    Not so far from the fabric store earlier.

    I guess the money payment was judged a good boss. For this reason, love is good from the start.

    "This is our clothes. How old..."

    Twinkle while spreading a common tunic in the Brewers.

    As the store owner said, it doesn''t feel like a good idea to crack old clothes.

    But that''s all.

    "Uh-huh. The sewing is sweet...... It''s hand stitched, so there''s really variation... And the design..."

    Akane whispers her dissatisfaction so she can''t hear you. Apparently, this one didn''t bother you.

    "Underwear is still better because it''s there..."

    "I told you I had to buy clothes too, but you don''t have to buy them here. It''s a good thing I ordered it in a tailoring shop."

    "But isn''t it common around here?

    "Well, yeah."

    "Then I''ll buy it."

    I assure you with a serious look.

    Neither does Yut say that if this isn''t someone else''s money, he looks good - etc.

    In the end, I bought several types in the top and bottom sets. Finally, I bought some footwear. It looks more like some kind of material than wearing it yourself.

    "I think it''s food next."

    "Right. I''m not hungry yet, so I''d love to see the ingredients."

    "Aye."

    I''m familiar with it that way, and I have some recommended stores.

    Longitudinally crossed the market where the crowds began to grow and headed to the desired store.

    "But that bag is handy, isn''t it? It''s like a 22nd century himitsu tool"

    "Oh. I only feel the weight for this bag. If you''re a bit of a golden adventurer, you should keep it."

    It''s impossible to carry everything without this bag of infinite storage, like tons of money and jewelry that you''ll find in your adventure.

    However, it is not universal.

    "There''s no bigger size than this entrance, and it''s not really infinite, though."

    "Still. With this, how thin do you think a book would fit in?

    "I don''t know!

    "But it''s a design that I''m hesitant to use all the time."

    Take a look at the bag of infinite storage that Yut has, and make an opinion without hesitation. That''s not impossible either. In short, it''s just a sack.

    "I don''t even know you."

    "Man, because this is it"

    The market, though, is not even that wide.

    Lose about it and arrive at a single store.

    "First, here. Vegetables, cereals, produce stores."

    Which one?

    I''m going to check out the assortment, like intrigued.

    In flour, buckwheat flour. cereals such as barley.

    Root vegetables similar to carrots, celery, radishes and daikon. Besides, vegetables like cabbage.

    "They''re all regular vegetables."

    "That''s right. In a market like this, you can''t sell products that are just rare."

    "That''s not what I meant. How about a taste or something?

    "Is it raw to taste? It''s time to stop, I don''t even know if I frighten my belly."

    "I don''t really eat raw food this way."

    The fact that parasites are worried about raw in relation to compost...... can be explained later.

    "Really? Well, maybe I''ll get one. Okay?"

    "Oh. You can even shop by store."

    "What am I supposed to do?"

    I bought some mainly vegetables, not store by store of course. Flour and other cereals are dropped off because there is stock in the castle fortress kitchen.

    Even then, the two of us spent plenty of time buying salted and dried meat in an outdoor shop handling meat, seafood from Hardenturm, and looking around for rare spices.

    "But it''s normal."

    "What the fuck?"

    In the meantime, once I was about to return to the castle fortress, Acorn cut it out a little unfortunately.

    "If you''re in a different world, you might as well sell vegetables of a color you''ve never even seen, or meat from a monster"

    "What do you think this world is?"

    "You have an image. The image."

    "Give it up. I''m not gonna eat monster meat in the first place."

    "You don''t rip it off and bake it well?

    "I don''t. Bury it or burn it down."

    In the first place, when it comes to the frequently encountered monsters, the sub-races with evil phases such as goblins, oaks and orgasms. Unless you''re hungry, I don''t want to eat.

    "And I''ve never seen weird vegetables as far as I know. Instead, there are potatoes and tomatoes and even regular vegetables that are not here."

    "Yeah. The lack of tomatoes narrows the repertoire."

    An inventive acorn utters words that he came up with a fuzz.

    "When that happens, it''s strange the other way around, isn''t it? Not too much like Earth? No, over here, I can even say it''s similar over there..."

    "If I said that, it would mean something strange at the point where I could breathe."

    A problem that Yut also went the way, but couldn''t help thinking about.

    "Uh, what is it? Is that intelligent design? Like one god made both worlds?

    I shrug my shoulders at my childhood friend''s hypothesis.

    "I don''t know. When I met this god over here, we never talked about that."

    "I''ve met God, and even if he says so plainly, you''ll have trouble reacting."

    "Go through. I can''t do anything if I care that gravity doesn''t change, or that the year is about 360 days."

    "That''s why I''m surprised it''s been a year and a half out of line with Earth."

    "Honestly, to that point, I couldn''t get around"

    "But secrets are hidden and they''re not."

    "Nothing, I''m not interested in the world''s secrets. If you''re not involved in our lives, I don''t even want to look into it."

    "It''s because I''m a fantasy, but Yut is Yut"

    It was content to blame for my indifference, but my voice has no thorns and my face is laughing.

    "Well, that''s it, right? The most convincing fantasy was this castle."

    Pointing to the fortress of Falve sitting on the path, Acorn says.

    During the night, I couldn''t see clearly. Even when I leave, naturally, I haven''t seen it properly.

    I can clearly see its greatness now every step closer.

    Thick, high walls.

    A spire higher than its walls, stretching from east to west to north.

    Huge castle gate at the end of the bounce bridge.

    And a castle sitting in the center.

    Sure, it would be an unusual sight.

    "It''s a dynasty, this guy..."

    I couldn''t even smile bitterly at this, I just had to shake my head.

 48 5. Each Thoughts

    "So, what are you going to do?

    Exactly three minutes after the yuts left, Larsia inquired, enjoying herbal tea after dinner.

    Already, the food and dishes created at the feast Divine Feast disappeared without a trace, and the dropping of moments when the characteristic, sloppy air after the meal was about to flow.

    "What do you mean?

    Bumped with doubt, Valtrude shakes his head when he doesn''t know what it means.

    "No, I was wondering if I could leave that girl and Yut alone."

    To put it plainly, on the surface, Valtrude''s attitude remains unchanged. I keep the majesty to be called Count Istas.

    Everyone noticed, however, that the temples moved slightly.

    "Try to be in her shoes too, Larsia"

    In a tone as if to say, says Valtrude.

    "Suddenly I was cut off from my hometown, and there was my hometown Yut. It would be natural to rely on it, and it would be very normal for Yut to bake his care."

    True theory.

    No more truthfulness.

    Everyone would have been convinced. Unless it''s in a tone that you tell yourself.

    "Phew."

    Larsia laughs as if she enjoys flirting.

    "I''m going to study"

    Exile took a seat, not that he was not interested, but that he would not be able to anticipate any beneficial advices of his own.

    "What''s Ben today?

    When Jonah heard with a strange look and voice, Exile stopped and replied.

    I thought I''d lead the army.

    "That''s just my first ear, too. It''s my first ear."

    "I didn''t tell anyone."

    Naturally, Exile says it all.

    "What do you mean?

    "I''m going to get a little rough under Val."

    But there is no explanation for waiting as it is.

    "Uh, I mean?

    "Exile has found what he can and should do."

    "Oh. From the standpoint, there''s no way Val could be on the front line."

    "Mmm..."

    I''ve fought wars before, but it hasn''t actually reached the point of forming a legion.

    But sooner or later - though there will be a few years of respite - you will lead the army.

    At that time, if there is a trusted commander, there is nothing more reliable.

    "Well, it''s hard to expect too much. It could be frustrating."

    That said, the Rock Giant (Jarloot) left the room.

    "Speaking of which, what were you talking about?

    "Val doesn''t have to go after Yut and Akane? It was supposed to be."

    "Yes, he was. He was."

    "It''s pretty screwed!

    Naturally, Valtrude''s appeal cannot be heard.

    "But don''t you care what the two of you look like?

    "If you can do it, you better take a peek."

    Jonah''s gaze was toward Yut''s office - Mira of Furfroom, Advanced Magic Equipment (Magic Item).

    "I''d be lying if I said I didn''t care..."

    Unconsciously, a pendant on the chest. Exaggerate the gift from Yut.

    "I believe in Yut"

    "Ooh."

    "Alcia, what do you say?

    "I''m half happy with the growth of my childhood friends I''ve always been with, half jealous of Yut for letting Valtrude have such a dialogue."

    "I see. That''s deep..."

    "I don''t know you!

    Speaking of the Count, a senior nobleman who can neither be pushed nor pushed. If other nobles saw how she was being molested like that, they would probably graduate.

    "I also think I would be a good daughter if I hadn''t had anything to do with Yut. If Val says that''s a good idea, I guess I''ll just mess with this one and have fun. Mainly, yut."

    "As far as I''m concerned, I was wondering if Val could have had a few concubines if she was his real wife."

    "Yeah? But marrying Val means you manage to get a son-in-law into the Count''s house, right? Does your son-in-law have a concubine or something?

    "Is that up to Val''s metrics?"

    "Already, do as you please...... It''s all Yut''s fault... And the Earl of Istas..."

    Without Yut, I bump into irrational anger (maybe pity) that it''s all coming at me.

    Reflecting on whether he might have messed with him too much, Alcia decided to settle the spear around here.

    "Oh, you weren''t talking about doing it in front of Jonah."

    "Bullshit. You mean we''re all friends, right?

    "Yona''s smart."

    "Absolutely not..."

    In Valtrude''s lifetime, there has never been a moment more in need of a yut than now. Unfortunately, in a bad way.

    Alcia was relieved to hear her voice like that.

    My best friend was so emotionally unstable and worried after I found out Yut had lost his return skills. But he was temporarily forgotten about his guilt because of an unexpected factor called acorns.

    (If possible, I''d like you to keep Yut up, escalate, and even make a fait accompli)

    If it''s for Valtrude''s happiness, then in a way it''s a sightless Alcia.

    At the same time, I think so.

    "Besides, it''s not necessarily that Yuto himself is not in a position to be allowed a concubine."

    The grunt was never heard by anyone.

    "Brave man, hey tamma"

    "Walk, was it fast?"

    "There''s that too, isn''t that all?

    In response to the word that the castle fortress appeared to be the most alien world, Yut next took Acorn to the temple.

    To the Temple of Truss-Sink in Alusia, the Temple of Hellenonia in the process of being built, as well as other successive temples, are entering. In front of a temple of different worlds, indescribable as the Gothic style, I became a complete tourist guest.

    "I''ve seen churches and shrines as historic buildings, but you''re more flashy in real time"

    I saw the temple of the Sun God colored in yellow, close to gold, and Acorn had such thoughts.

    After that, he moved to the residential area and looked around at street lights, dwellings under construction, etc.

    "Somehow, it seems like it''s time to overflow because I can''t process the information"

    "Oh...... That was bad."

    "Fine. It''s true that it was fun. But walk slower."

    "Val''s about as fast as I am, so I totally forgot."

    "So why Val comes out, because I''ll be asking him carefully later"

    "Gu."

    Akane turns a sadistic grin to Yut, who regrets his loss.

    But the inside was complicated.

    Yuut''s back, a few steps ahead, is bigger than that in memory. Naturally, there is a time difference of more than a year, but I feel like I''ve eaten a skeleton.

    Besides, I seem to have gained more strength than I used to, and I''m taller.

    I remember a childhood friend who was in the football club in middle school, and her cheeks turn red, not because of exercise.

    Yut has changed.

    For better or worse.

    Simply put - I look better.

    "That''s it, because I''m the least able-bodied of my people. So, I missed consideration. In that sense, we can say that Valko has something to do with it, or that it has nothing to do with it"

    "I told you I''d hear the excuse later. But better than Jonah?

    "I''m a wild kid, I don''t look like that,"

    "A wild child."

    A bittersweet acorn moves next to Yut for a small run.

    The shoulders are likely to touch, the sides are clearly visible, and the distance to join hands if you care about them.

    This is better than following from behind.

    Keep walking long enough and Yut stops.

    "This is your last destination?

    Before the two, there was a common stone house in this falve.

    What makes it different from the rest is the wording written on the sign?

    "Uh," Len''s Magic Pharmacy "? I knew it was uncomfortable that you could read normally even though you didn''t know the letters..."

    "In time, I''ll get used to it even if I don''t like it. This is a store that someone I know recently started. It''s a bad time. I couldn''t show my face."

    I didn''t know what timing was Ig Nus-Zad - at that point - before and after the commissioning went down when it showed up. Exactly, I didn''t feel like stopping by a store I knew on my way out.

    "Ren, are you there?

    Yuut casually opens the wooden door and enters the store. Acorns, too, follow it with dignity.

    Is the character not to be afraid of things and the mind of such consideration the result of temporary wear and tear?

    In the store, it''s not that big.

    It won''t take five steps to travel from end to end. Behind the shelves and counters at both ends were glass bottles that would contain magic drugs (potions).

    Acorn associates a small store of goods that residents do in residential neighborhoods with half their hobbies. Apart from good and bad, I guess the monetary value and contents are completely different.

    "Brother...?

    A girl in the back of the counter sees Yut and leaks her vague voice.

    But neat faces are colored by surprises as if they saw ghosts, and in fact, they must be surprised. I was about to take off a glass bottle containing magic medicine.

    "I''m sorry I couldn''t get my face on."

    Acorn remembers his unspeakable emotion at that trick of sifting and shaking his head silently. It''s an anomaly. I don''t know which rule it''s in conflict with, but it''s an anomaly.

    Slightly dull golden hair shakes as the girl moves. The hair is quite long and, although small, as long as the girl''s back length.

    What it envelops is not just a small but a luxurious body. Is he around 140 cm tall?

    It''s going to break if you hold it, but I don''t feel unhealthy. She was a shriveled girl like a young leaf.

    "Fairy?"

    Acorn''s impression is not a mistake, though.

    "Ren''s a half-elf."

    "Wow."

    Excitement raises the voices of high school girls.

    If you''re an elf, you''ve been wrong during a stroll in the city, but you can''t turn a blind eye, and it''s the first time you''ve been properly relative.

    If you look closely, your ears are certainly tucked away like broad-leaved leaves.

    While Acorn was excited, the half-elf girl - Len, apparently, also finally recognized reality.

    "I missed you!

    "Whoops."

    I realized how much I remained with magic medicine trying to get out of the side of the counter, put it down carefully, and then jumped into Yut''s chest.

    Because of the difference in height, actually, it''s around the belly or waist.

    "Damn, Len''s lonely."

    "''Cause I haven''t seen you in forever."

    "Is that true, too? It''s been a long year..."

    As I stroke the girl''s head in my chest without thinking deeply, I notice a gaze from the side. Instead, I can also say that Acorn dared to come into view.

    He let go of the half-elf girl and gently corrected his residence.

    "Oh. She''s Len. She''s the daughter of my master of science spells, T¨¹rtione."

    There''s been some accusations. I don''t touch my gaze, but for now I''ll focus on introducing the two first-person people.

    "So, Ren. This is acorn. He was a childhood friend in my hometown, and he came here yesterday."

    "Wow..."

    With a pure and innocent gaze similar to the vision, Acorn wandered for a moment.

    But you have to listen.

    "Yut, what have you been thinking and doing over here?"

    "I don''t care if they ask me that magnificently..."

    I didn''t know you had such beautiful beauties and even the girls you wanted. What happened to this childhood friend?

    "Me and Ren are like sisters and disciples. Join me for a science spell. Of course, I''m your brother."

    In contrast to Yut, who says so, Ren shakes his head quietly.

    "I don''t have a lot of talent..."

    "You know, talent, it doesn''t matter. Well, there''s gonna be some disorientation, and he liked to make magic pills."

    Against that follow up, Ren sifts and shakes his head to deny it.

    "What about your brother? Wow. The first person to complete the special training your father thought about. Even your father made a noise."

    "You were..."

    "Well, there''s no way a director can practice the same as an athlete, is there?

    Acorn''s follow-up is pathetic the other way around.

    "Speaking of which, I''m the only survival accommodation in the woods along the way..."

    "Wait."

    With his hands on his forehead and a headache, he blames Yut for his words.

    "I mean, it was just Yut on the way..."

    "Oh. About two weeks, you and Ren were together."

    "... yeah"

    Turning to her face, the half-elf girl distracts from her gaze, yet firmly affirms. Dye your cheeks red.

    Bad nature because it''s cute.

    Desperately taking the urge to hug her, Acorn speaks of another question.

    "By the way, half-elf means more longevity than human beings..."

    "Oh, that''s a pretty long time. Ordinary elves are 800-1000 years old. Half an elf seems to be about half of it."

    Half an elf lives roughly five times as long as a human.

    "So, how old is Ren?

    "Is that it? How old are you?

    "Twenty."

    "You''re not practically 4!

    If I had a red card, I would have put it up instantly. After that, the Disciplinary Committee sends it.

    "No, at first, he seems to grow about half his human age. So, if it grows somewhat, it''ll be more relaxed."

    "Still, you''re 10 years old."

    In the meantime, it is certain that something has happened. There was an event that led to a girl who was shy enough to open her heart and nostalgic for Yut.

    As pursuing it later.

    "But you''re practically 10 years old and you''re leaving this store? There are other adults..."

    "Me, good luck"

    "Right, it''s Len''s Magic Pharmacy."

    "Ren''s got about a step ahead of him, and I know it makes you nervous, but he''s a fine man."

    However, I am determined to ask Valtrude to tell me to patrol this neighborhood well.

    "By the way, Yut"

    "What the fuck?"

    "So, what''s magic medicine?

    "Oops...... I forgot..."

    Magic medicine is a special drug - not a special drug - that is stuffed with various herbs, ores, animals and monster guts, etc. with special formulas.

    "No?

    "Where in the herbs and ore, there''s a magical element. That''s the realm of alchemists."

    And the effects were mostly suspicious, too.

    "The ingredient of the magic medicine is the Scroll of Spells (scroll)"

    Len, who is tiptoed off, takes the scroll that was placed on the counter. A consumable that is impromptu but can only be used once, enclosed in parchment with a theoretical or divine spell.

    "It seems that when this is dissolved with a drug solution and treated and bottled magically, the magic drug will have the effect of the spell on which it was based is complete"

    "Secrets about medication and how to process it."

    Yut also doesn''t know the details because he hasn''t even got his hands on making magic drugs.

    Acorns, on the other hand, seemed more concerned than the method.

    "Paper is the raw material, it seems unpleasant..."

    "Usually."

    Ren modestly denies it. I''m a little bit good with chest strain.

    "Yut, with your brother, I studied"

    A little ingenuity for Yut to use herbs as a fragrance or to mix alcohol and fruit juice to make it easier to drink. That saved Ren''s inferiority, which, unlike his great father, was a second-rate stop as a magician, but there are no shards of such awareness in Yut.

    "Speaking of which, if you turned it into a flashy attack spell or some magic drug, wouldn''t you be dead if you took it?

    "That kind of thing, no. No too strong a spell, either."

    "You have restrictions."

    Acorn nods, wondering if that is so.

    "Basically, healing injuries, amplifying physical abilities."

    "Yeah. It''s over there."

    Then he moved around the store and stretched out his back to point out whether there was a product.

    "Then there are also coated types that temporarily enhance weapons and armor."

    Now he goes back inside the counter and deliberately lines up the glass bottles.

    "Yut, I''ll buy it. I don''t know how much."

    "I''m not buying it. And I''ll have 20 gold coins or more."

    "Because I''ll pay for it!

    "I didn''t want to hear that."

    To the two people who suddenly start caricaturing, Ren was tilting his neck.

    Is it because the product was cooled for a while and after a paragraph, such an atmosphere was created?

    "With your brother, Acorn...... are you leaving already?

    "No, it''s like there''s no business..."

    "Want to have lunch with me?

    "Sure. Fine, Yut."

    "Oh, right. Let''s go eat somewhere."

    "Yeah."

    He grinned at the full face, and a little angel went to get ready with a light foothold into the back that would be making it a living space.

    "Hey, Yuut. Correct."

    "What the fuck?

    "I feel the most different world fantasy for Ren."

    "... on your left"

 49 6. Womens Tales

    The fortress of Falve exists independently of the city itself.

    Since the castle fortress appeared, we''ve built the city, naturally, but the last of it will be around the water.

    Numerous wells are provided in the castle fortress to withstand them for some time in case.

    Facilities such as bathrooms and toilets were also prepared to the point that they seemed to be excessive, and the mechanism could not be elucidated even in Yut.

    In short, the hot water leaves nowhere and the waste water is treated nowhere.

    Exactly, an institution without any other: the grace of God.

    "It must be amazing, but it''s plain."

    A natural feeling as a contemporary Japanese, with punishment. You can''t be usually aware of where you''re going after you flush the bathroom or bathroom water.

    "Did I say something?

    "Yeah. Never mind."

    Acorn returns an ambiguous answer to Valtrude. He didn''t even seem to care so much, and the beautiful Cathedral Knight goes back to dressing himself.

    Yes. Get dressed.

    Look around and double-check the current situation.

    In this room, a few meters square, the stone floor was carpeted, with shelves lined between the walls, among which was a basket.

    This place, which only looks like a hot spring stripper - in fact, it was right.

    Akane, who returned from a tour of the city, and Valtrude, who completed his training at the temple. This is the first time the two of us have been taken into a bath in a castle fortress, considering the acorns we use, but I feel strangely conscious.

    Instead, I don''t know how this happened.

    "You don''t have to worry about it."

    Don''t you dare look at Valtrude, turn up the overalls at once.

    The Light Fire, enclosed in a sphere of glass iron, illuminates its luminous limbs.

    Skin that looks white and soft.

    Upper body drawing feminine curves.

    A light-green brassiere that encloses a rich double sphere.

    "Acorn, what''s that cloth?

    "Huh?"

    I don''t know what they''re asking.

    While perplexed, following Valtrude''s gaze... I got to my chest.

    "Bu, bra?

    "Bubra. Hmm..."

    "No, I''m not..."

    Acorn''s words of denial were blocked by a bumpy Valtrude gaze.

    Intrigued as the scholar who saw the new discovery, he observes around the acorn brassiere.

    "I see. Do you support your chest with this cloth? Sounds pretty convenient."

    "Well, yeah. And it hurts when you rub it... and it''s not here?

    "If you need to support your chest that way, that''s a corset. Neither I nor Alcia like it."

    "No bra...?

    What a dizzy thought.

    Speaking of which, I didn''t even see it in an old fashion store. At that time, I just thought I wouldn''t be spreading underwear on the market...

    And I notice a more serious problem.

    "So, Val is a nobra?

    "Yeah? The blah?

    "Sorry. Wait a minute."

    On several cultural gaps, Acorn holds his head. Half naked, but not if you care.

    Seeing such a visitor, Valtrude made a light decision.

    "Right. It''ll be quicker to look."

    With all the evidence, she takes off her clothes, too.

    Covering Valtrude''s body in underwear is a white cotton skin outfit. It was supported by shoulder straps and was as long as the knee.

    "Oh, you have Schmeez"

    I reassure you that there was no underwear at all.

    I don''t even realize that peace of mind is for Yut.

    "Did you know? And then this is what''s happening down there."

    "Uh. Could it be like a spat? So, no shorts either?

    "Shiatsu?

    "Yes, this is it."

    Shame seems to have gone somewhere already.

    When you take off your skirt in front of you, the light-green shorts on the top and on the thickness reveal themselves.

    "That''s adorable. Are the colors aligned up and down?"

    "She''s a bitch."

    "Hmm...... I like this ribbon. But I''ve never seen anything like it before."

    "No way, even the shorts...... I''ve got a few for me, but what do I do?"

    If Yut were here, it would be a frightening interaction rather than illuminating.

    "Acorn. In the meantime, is it time to go inside? I''ll catch a cold."

    Valtrude has hardly ever had a cold before, such as a sickness, but Acorn is not.

    "Oh, yeah."

    Exactly back to back and took off his underwear, Valtrude only took a towel and Acorn moved to the bathroom with the shampoo he put in his sleepover set.

    The two of them were soaking in the hot tub at leisure.

    Even during the washing phase of the body, various gaps existed with towels, body soap, shampoo and rinse, but the pleasure of hot water remained unchanged.

    "Oh...... I''ll dye it..."

    Akane, who sank herself in the tub, exhales when she can''t wait.

    A bath with several stone tubs, preferably likely to fit a dozen people. The ceiling is high and spacious.

    Unlike hot springs in Japan, there are no windows or decorations, but it''s not surprising if you think of this as a bathroom you normally use.

    "Sounds good enough."

    "Today, because I walked quite a bit"

    "Yut, too, was struggling on the move at first. No, even now?

    "Earth has all kinds of convenient rides"

    Akane answers with half a dream.

    "Chicu..."

    I have never seen a planet - I think of the home of a man I love, and Valtrude has a distant eye.

    The somewhat restricted environment of the other side of the hot air, where its worrisome expression creates an indescribable colour tone that goes hand in hand with the cheeks that were exhilarated by the hot bath, is also likely to have the result of emphasizing its mystery.

    Beautiful so far, I don''t even feel jealous. Just admire it.

    It''s not like there''s no part of me that''s winning, like the size of my chest, but I also lose my temper to be good at it in front of that tight limb.

    Before her beauty, this chest, which she was secretly proud of, also makes her seem like a chunk of extra fat. Besides, speaking only of size, isn''t it losing to Alcia?

    Cathedral Knight (Paladin) - A knight who fights by waving his sword, but has no scratches on his white-magnetic skin. Hands and feet with moderate fat also have a feminine feel rather than muscle stiffness.

    I mean, beautiful and stylish.

    "What cheats......"

    "Hmm? Look at this one, what''s up?

    "No. Nothing."

    On the other hand, Valtrude was thinking the same thing.

    Akane, Yut''s childhood friend, is at least the most sophisticated beautiful girl Valtrude has ever seen.

    I guess my hair that is close to brown is exposed, and I don''t have anything as stubborn as my own. Skin has no sunburn marks, smudges, and gloss.

    He also behaves in a grand manner, making him feel confident.

    As a warrior, I don''t even have to compare. But as a woman, what do you think?

    Besides, that exquisite embroidered skin outfit is beautiful.

    Not that I''m knowledgeable, but I never saw anything like it. If that means Earth specialty, it must be familiar to Yut.

    How about this one?

    I''ve never even cared about it before, but would I be able to expose Yut to that? No, we have to do that eventually.

    "No, no, wait, calm down, Valtrude"

    Dismiss rampant thoughts - or delusions - in a hurry. Sink your face straight into the water and release bubbles when you blink.

    "Val, what are you doing?

    "It''s like mental training..."

    "Yes."

    That''s where the conversation breaks off.

    Stay put for a few minutes.

    Valtrude almost moved that it was time to leave, and Acorn said as he thought.

    "I need to talk to you."

    The voice echoes the bathroom wall and the expression is clearly invisible in the hot air.

    But the seriousness passed on.

    "Let''s hear it."

    Valtrude corrects his residence and stares at Acorn from the front.

    "I can''t talk to a brave man, talk about Yut. But yeah. I think that''s why you have to know."

    Soaking in water, Valtrude nods and encourages ahead.

    "Maybe six months on Earth after the brave man disappeared."

    "Six months? Not two?

    "Yeah. But that''s not what it''s all about"

    For once, take a deep breath.

    So he managed to calm his mind, and once again Acorn opened his mouth.

    "After the brave man disappeared, the brave man''s house never went out of light at night."

    "It''s..."

    Confused, Valtrude reached the right answer.

    May my son return whenever he wants. We can at least welcome ourselves to the lights, even if we''re asleep.

    "And my uncle and my aunt - the brave men''s parents rarely stopped resting on their day off. It''s not because I don''t want to be in a house without a brave man. They''re hiring people to look for them instead because they can''t find the police. I work to earn that money."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    No words.

    "My brave school friends, they''re all worried. He used to hang around late at night looking for a brave man."

    No, I shouldn''t say anything.

    In Valtrude, no, whoever is but Yut, the moment the word is uttered, it becomes an empty pictorial emptiness.

    "I know you like brave men. I know it''s not all a hero has done in this world, but I can tell."

    Don''t blame me, I worry about calm, but I don''t know if I''m succeeding.

    I cut it out good, but I''m lost.

    Maybe I was in too much of a hurry because of the opportunity.

    Tense, hands tremble.

    Thinking about it, it may have been an unusual tension all day today, or the reversal of staying with this thought.

    Still, I couldn''t stop opening my mouth.

    "But it also means it''s creating pity for someone."

    "I never thought of that"

    Valtrude''s voice trembles.

    Because of the echoes in the bathroom, or...

    "But again, I guess I didn''t really understand..."

    In a way, that would be natural.

    Anyway, because even Yut himself didn''t understand the people he had left on Earth in the real sense.

    Yut knows he''s alive. On the other hand, it is difficult to imagine that parents and friends will be misfortuned.

    And it can''t even be conveyed that Yut is well.

    This information gap cannot be overcome.

    "But don''t get me wrong. Nothing. I didn''t say give up the brave man."

    "... what do you mean?

    The word was elusive to Valtrude, who was about to climb it with water. Even in normal times, I don''t know if I understood.

    "Because you like Yut, don''t you?

    "Ugh."

    "You like it, don''t you?

    "Ugh..."

    Valtrude sinks into the tub again.

    "Oh, you''re right"

    But it soon surfaced and proclaimed grandiose.

    Her face was bright red.

    "No one can stop that. That''s not rational. So I can''t even blame Yut for choosing Val to stay here"

    "Acorn......"

    "So you''re free for me to seduce the brave, right?

    "Yes..."

    I agree and notice something strange along the way.

    "Is that it? Something different?

    "No, you''re not."

    "No, it''s absolutely crazy"

    "Ha... I think I''m gonna put it up."

    "That goes for me, too, but wait a minute"

    "It''s okay. Believe in brave men."

    "Yeah. Yes...... is it?

    "That''s right. But we need to find out exactly what your relationship with Mr. Alcia is."

    "Oh, right. That''s important."

    Flushing the suspicion lightly, Valtrude agreed.

    The two stay in the water and shake hands disappointingly again.

    Is that a battle handshake or an accomplice handshake?

    Either way, if Yut found out, it must have been like holding his head.

 50 7. Mans Tales

    "Do you have a potion?

    "Yeah, we''ve confirmed that there''s no problem with the supply."

    Around the time Acorn and Valtrude were bathing, Yut was back in the clerk''s office for a meeting with Clerk Claude Laker.

    Yut spread the paperwork over the desk, and Claude immobilized upright in front of it.

    It was also part of my job to bring Acorn to Ren.

    "Because it lowers the tax rate?

    "What''s our income?"

    The agenda now concerns the levying of taxes from the villages that are due to take place starting this year.

    It was a matter that should have already been decided because I was due to return, but it was reviewed because I had time. It''s also called Yut''s idea.

    "The tax rate remains the same. However, switch some of the taxes collected to health insurance and buy magic drugs from there"

    "In summary, that''s the thing. Falv and Hardenturm have a treatment center, so health insurance makes sense, but it didn''t make sense anywhere else."

    "So do you deploy magic drugs purchased from taxes to each village¡­"

    "In the meantime, deploy a few for injury and sickness, maybe 700 gold coins in all?

    Old Claude, who confirmed a suggestion from the Lord, shows a bare gesture to contemplate.

    "I understand. It will need to be adjusted and explained, but in the long run it will be profitable."

    "Thanks"

    "But if you dare to complain, wouldn''t you be too kind?

    In this world - rather than in feudalism - the people are exploited. Sometimes, of course, they defy their lords by force at times rather than completely helpless beings, fleeing and abandoning villages.

    Still, is it not too generous, or will it give rise to enmity with other lords and kingdoms? Claude points that out.

    "Now it is. Because the Earl of Istas now treats it like a swelling? I''ve restricted my migration from the margins, and I don''t get complained about."

    Yut laughed and overtook the concern.

    It''s the swelling treatment because Yut was too violent in the duel noise, but I have a shelf built in my heart, so it''s no problem.

    "Besides, I might be able to save my life with a little money. I don''t want to give up."

    "Yes, sir."

    Magic drug suppliers and resale measures were also discussed, and the meeting ended in about 30 minutes.

    Claude with the material leaves the room with his head firmly bowed 45 degrees.

    "I dare disagree with my lord. It''s a sign of loyalty."

    "Oh, no, why are you here, Larsia?"

    "Ignored, Egg."

    "Don''t worry, I''m just reading a book."

    Move to the two places occupying the sofa for reception.

    "Well, Exile''s old man says he wants to read the law books, but Larsia''s in this room. Doesn''t make sense, does she?

    "I think you could read a book in another room, but, well, no,"

    Larsia, a childlike body, smiles an evil smile that no child can float.

    "I need to ask Yut something."

    "I only have a bad feeling about this."

    Still, he didn''t do anything to kick him out, and lowered his back to Larsia''s face.

    Sit deep, put your feet together, and wait for words.

    "Which is the fate, Val or Acorn?

    As a matter of fact, Mr. Arcia is destined to die.

    "Ugh! I''m getting some tension!

    "Larsia''s sick, so don''t worry about it"

    Exile says without lifting his eyes from the book.

    "What''s the truth?

    "Well, Val, it''s up to you, isn''t it?

    There was some lighting, but Yut firmly declared. However, there is no Valtrude, something I can say because it''s just a place for men.

    If there was a person in person... Yut thinks don''t die.

    "Ugh."

    "Owl."

    "Well, in front of us, I did that with dignity. I don''t care if they say otherwise."

    "Egg''s worried about you, too."

    "It would be obvious"

    Even as I proceed to read it, I affirm it lightly.

    He was a companion rock giant (Jarloot).

    "Larsia, are you ready?

    "Yeah. Not yet"

    "You..."

    "So what about acorns?

    "Childhood friend......"

    Nothing more or less.

    Acorns say they are acorns, to be honest.

    "Don''t you like it?

    "I don''t know. If I stayed that way, I''d feel like I was dating some kind of stream, and I''d feel like I wasn''t."

    "Ambiguous."

    While I accuse her of that, Larsia looks like she''s having fun.

    "One thing I can say is, everything''s on hold."

    "Why?

    "Apart from whether I stay or leave, Zhuyin will definitely have to go back to Earth. I''m sorry, but I need a lot of preparation to do that."

    Show the strength of your will by saying it''s not if you''re floating in love.

    "A means to go home. I also feel like I''m going to waste it. Wouldn''t Acorn say I''d be here if Yut stayed?

    "No, you don''t."

    Deny it below.

    "If you say that, I''m going back to Earth. So Zhuyin doesn''t say that"

    "Hmm. Can you say trust in this, too, Egg?"

    I don''t know.

    Says Exile on a heavy bus after loosening the area between his eyebrows.

    "But I''m relieved that it doesn''t seem like I''ve been there."

    "I''d rather get caught up and have a lot of fun than that."

    "You''re telling me to be a circle crusher..."

    Blur that doesn''t make sense to both of us.

    "It doesn''t matter to us, Larsia can harden herself up first, okay?

    "It''s the mountains I want to, but I haven''t met them."

    "That''s good news for Larsia."

    Yut says with a nigga and a laugh.

    "Hey, why don''t you travel to Hardenturm?

    "Right. What do you want me to do?

    A childlike smile does not change, but seriousness is added to Larsia''s voice.

    "The Falve is too clear, and Hardenturm is about to have a criminal organization bridgehead."

    "Yeah. Looks like the Temple people are working hard on this one."

    The Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil minister exclusion, has no effect until it rejects the so-called evil man, nor does it make him unwilling to commit criminal acts inside him¡­ etc.

    However, the incidence of crime in Falve was very low.

    The psychological restraint of being the lap of a Virgin or a hero, the policing activities carried out by the Temple of Hellenonia, enforced at an early stage, and the fact that there was no criminal organisation with a geographic edge because it was a completely new city.

    Plus, a good economy due to the construction rush.

    A situation where various factors overlap but are to be welcomed as an exchanger.

    "Of course, the current situation won''t guarantee us until the future, but it''s not bad"

    "But he said he went to someone easier to get into"

    It is true that we are understaffed, albeit with restrictions - emigration from abroad is not allowed in principle, even at home, regular permits are required -.

    With more people, it doesn''t change the surface or the back to feel the smell of business.

    Starting with clandestine immigration and smuggling, there are also many seeds of business on the back, including illegal high interest lending and unfair trafficking in human beings.

    It''s the so-called crime guild that divides it. Speaking on Earth, is it something like a yakuza, a mafia, or a gang?

    "Should I smash it?

    "It''s too much to look at."

    "I see. I''m the only one who can do this."

    If I leave it to Valtrude, it could all be devastating, and that would be the same for Jonah. Alcia can expect some distinction but lacks physical execution.

    Yut and Exile, too, it goes without saying.

    "Well, if a trusted person stays in Hardenturm, some things will go well."

    "Let''s do our best to find a daughter-in-law in Port Town."

    "Well, it''s a subordinate and an activity fund..."

    "Oh, I don''t want it. No, I''m more efficient on my own."

    "The uncoordinated ones."

    "I feel like it''s coming all the way to me."

    Such a rock giant protest was overheard and Yut took one of the medals out of his nostalgia.

    Scroll (scroll) intertwined with a long sword. It is the new crest of the Count Istas family.

    We created a system called "Special Inspector -. I''ll skip the details, but, well, as long as you give me some evidence later, I''ll admit to some forceful investigation, and I''ll have the right to mobilize some kind of local guard."

    "That''s pretty powerful."

    "Only in the realm."

    "Damn, the dictator is the best."

    "Power is for use."

    Two smiling faces that Valtrude can''t show.

    "Well, tell everyone, and I''ll be there as soon as I can."

    I don''t know that the meadow species (Magner) will stay in one place.

    With such popular lightness, Larsia left the office.

    "Hey, it''s Yut."

    "The Special Inspector said I could be the subject of an investigation, too?

    Yuut to answer ahead of Exile''s inquiry.

    "Well, he''s posing outside."

    "Right. If Yut is good, I don''t mind."

    A subtle, non-engaging conversation.

    But the sincerity was conveyed, and that was enough.

    I don''t mean to do that in person either, but maybe Yut will run wild.

    As a deterrent to what if, I deposited power with my fellow citizens.

    Because there''s no way I can say such an embarrassment, in my mouth.

    It was the northernmost palace in the Brewers.

    If anyone had an accurate map, they would realize that it was at equal distance from the county of Istas, at the southernmost end of the Rotosilt kingdom, across the north tower wall.

    The LORD of his palace sits somewhat on the throne, gazing with his glowing blue eyes at his head-dropping subordinates.

    Empress Verga.

    A demigod born between the evil god Daxtum and man. I have reigned in this land and have already browsed hundreds of years.

    The pitch-black dress that surrounds her looks like a mattress that envelops her white skin. It also contrasts beautifully with deep redheads like fireworks, with brilliant crowns on it.

    "Long time no see, Marquis Crewing"

    Lifting up the edge of his mouth delightfully as he mourns Wang Tin. The expression was slutty and the voice was even slutty.

    "If there''s such a commotion in the south, you can''t even go to bed."

    The man, who took the Empress''s word with his knee broken, does not break any of his spare standing even in front of an extinct beauty.

    The man''s skin, called the Marquis, is morbidly white, and unbelievably beautiful.

    With his shimmering red eyes turned to the Lord, he opened his mouth.

    "But I woke up, so I thought I''d take a little trip. I''m here for your permission, My Empress."

    I say with long octagonal teeth - fangs out - as I get the monocle out of my nose.

    "Where are you going? Have you ever been interested in the blood of rumored infidels?

    "Well, I''m interested. The man''s blood doesn''t fit his mouth."

    I mourn the monocled Marquis in a playful tone, not as unfortunate as I would have liked.

    "Unless you''re a beauty from another world."

    "So where are you going?

    "Right. Chronica, the kingdom of God, etc., is good. And Sejour, the capital of the Rotosilt kingdom."

    "No, I''m not going to be a tourist."

    "Of course, I intend to,"

    The Empress replied with a luscious grin in a response like she had eaten a person.

    "Fine. Whatever you want."

    The Marquis, with the Lord''s permission, salutes and disappears foggy on the spot.

    Zieg Alto Crewing.

    The cursed Marquis reigns in the darkness of Sejour, the king''s capital, only a little further.

 51 1. Yuts Theoretical Spell Lecture (Previous)

    Acorn moved to this Brewers for the third day. Soon after noon, the day after I went around looking at the city of Falve, a magic class by Yut began.

    "What do you think magic is?

    "What, causes something that you can''t do normally...... I mean, magic?

    All of a sudden, you can''t get out of Mebius'' circle.

    Students, naturally, acorns.

    And then, for some reason, Valtrude too.

    "Magic is the art of altering reality. In that sense, even behavior without spells can be magical"

    While smiling bitterly, Yut tells her to shatter.

    "Magic without spells?

    This is Yut''s office.

    Lectures were given yesterday on a reception couch where Larsia and Exile were having conversations like boys students on a school trip.

    Yuut, sitting alone in the center of the couch, says as he stares at the acorn he has asked the parrot back.

    "For example, yes..."

    Try lifting the scroll (scroll) prepared as a textbook with a gentle pinch.

    "This would have altered the reality of a scroll placed on the table."

    "It just sounds like a snag."

    "I mean, when you say it''s magic that''s a spell, you mean it''s just a means to an end?

    "That''s what I''m talking about"

    correct answer and Yut gives a soft smile.

    Valtrude, somewhat dissatisfied with a purely happy acorn.

    I don''t need Valtrude to tell me, this stuff is just a word game. There is no connection between the theoretical spell and the act of pinching.

    "Magic is not about shooting fireballs out. If you want to defeat Goblin with a fireball, you can fly Exile''s old man in the middle of the Goblin herd with the Dimension Door Dimension Portal."

    But it is also an important premise.

    "Magic is a reality alteration. The spell is a phenomenon¡­"

    Rebellion Yut''s words as Acorn deceives.

    "And the difference between a theoretical spell and just a physical phenomenon is the source of power (power source)"

    "Magic, huh?

    "Exactly."

    I know this extent, Valtroude, with a slight chest strain.

    Whilst I thought Valko was cute, she didn''t put it on her expression and Yut went on.

    "Magic is a subtle force that is biased against the world. The formula of spells gathers it together to gain access to the source world and draw strength. Or summon creatures from heaven, beating magic itself as a force field"

    And the theory goes back to the entrance.

    "In other words, alter reality. That''s magic."

    Looking at the two students from the front, Yut says.

    I guess Valtrude remembers the Yut spell he''s seen so far. That''s what happened, a convincing look.

    "And when this becomes a divine spell, the source of power will be the power given by the faithful God"

    "A divine spell is like a monk or something to use?

    "You''re quick to understand, Acorn. Access God through prayer and release some of his power into the world through his own flesh."

    Valtrude starts explaining that if you are specialized on this topic.

    "But because we connect with the great gods and become conduits of power, we can''t really use spells with loads of flesh and spirit and inexhaustibility. Also, naturally, if you lose faith, you lose the power to exercise the spell."

    "Well, so if you run on the path of evil, instead you''ll be expected by the gods with evil phases and your ability to exercise spells will remain intact."

    "Yut......"

    I guess it was the part where I didn''t want to be touched. Valtrude stares at Yut with pitiful eyes.

    Put me down, I''m going out - my dog''s uncut eyes.

    Speaking of which, would Colo be doing well? I need to hear what''s going on over there, too, and Yut thinks it''s irrelevant.

    But if you don''t, you can comfort Valtrude by stroking his head in front of Acorn.

    It''s an anomaly - and I have feelings I don''t know how many times.

    "As, well. There are many fluids, but in the case of a theoretical spell, the world defines itself as obscure and plastic. It can be altered by magic."

    "Magic power or God''s power to create and change the world..."

    I guess you''re swallowing and trying to understand.

    Acorn leans on the couch, too, and takes it seriously.

    "Hmm?

    But here the wind changed direction.

    Until now, Akane, who was supposed to be convinced to listen, lines up a question mark overhead.

    "Fireballs, they shoot out fireballs and explode, right?

    "That''s the kind of spell."

    Put your hands on your cheeks and think of something.

    Valtrude, on the other hand, was staring at the side of such acorns as to what the problem was.

    "... where did the law of energy conservation go?

    "I don''t know. It''s magic. Isn''t magic being converted?

    "I see. That''s right..."

    Acorn that convinces me of a throwing explanation in a yuut sense......

    Immediately, I went to the next question.

    "It''s fantasy, and I thought it was something like that... Why, can you travel momentarily with magic?

    "It''s..."

    Why does the plane fly? Even when asked, I can''t give it back other than "because that''s what it is".

    Same as that.

    "In the first place, what''s magic?

    "What shapes the world......?

    "Is that an atom? Molecules? Elementary particles?

    "No. Isn''t it something else...? In fact, what do you say?

    "I don''t want to..."

    To be honest, Yut was also the first part I cared about when Acorn told me. That''s why I''m ahead of you, but I can''t answer you.

    "The more I think about it, the less reason I get...?

    It''s magic.

    Yut''s, for better or worse, out-of-the-box perception condensed language.

    That''s not impossible either.

    Anyway, as soon as we met at that obelisk, we moved to the village of Ozlic, where we acquired a theoretical spell as a means of living.

    No, I had to wear it.

    I couldn''t afford to think of anything extra, and I first immersed myself in mastering the science spell before I knew the Brewers deeply.

    "Ahhh. Somehow, I don''t even know where I''m caught up. Disgusting......"

    Yuut, who has received it with no attention.

    Acorn where reason has stood first.

    This is a huge difference in character and perception. In short, I''m just saying that girls are more realistic.

    Acorn has enjoyed so-called fantasy as a fiction since he was on Earth.

    But that''s only a story on the assumption that there is a real world.

    "Yut, what is Acorn bothering you?

    "I wonder if it''s a compromise with science"

    "Kagaku......"

    Even if it isn''t Valtrude, people in this world won''t understand. Even in the knowledge god Zeras, is it intrinsically understandable?

    The misfortune for Acorn is that he looked around the world first. That experience was huge.

    Neither Earth nor the Brewers seemed so different. Culture and food, at least I thought the foundations were together.

    When that happens, only magic not found on Earth floats.

    Magic, too, tries to understand with the same laws of physics.

    The result was this.

    "Should I have left it to my grandfather in Vainamarinen..."

    That old man must have crushed and infused me with reason and such.

    "I don''t know what you''re talking about..."

    Meanwhile, the Beautiful Lady Cathedral Knight could only admire the argument between Pocahon and the two of them. Well, yut is good when you''re seriously talking. I like it.

    So, no problem.

    Even if that''s who you were other than yourself.

    "Uhm. Something cloudy is suspicious, but do you want to read the scroll for now?

    "Right."

    A scroll of parchment that looks ancient to the eye of the acorn.

    I carefully take that in my hand and look through it.

    "I know what it says..."

    Roaring acorns as they drop their gaze on the most basic Light Fire (Light) scroll.

    "You see!

    Valtrude was there, stunned beside it.

    "Oh, yeah. I can''t master the spell of science without being able to read the letters first..."

    "... Yut, why am I here?

    "If it''s a metaphysical problem, I can''t answer it. If it''s a physical story, Acorn pulled it on you."

    "You did..."

    There''s no reason for Acorn to know that Valtrude can''t read letters, etc. Simply - although the biggest competitor - I was tempted to leave her alone with Yut for two days in a row.

    There''s another reason.

    "I could read it, but I can''t tell you I understood it..."

    "Well, I''d be in trouble if all of a sudden I could."

    A scroll is like a blueprint for a spell.

    A spell to work on deviant magic.

    Occurs - including scope, time - phenomenon.

    Its totality is a spell, arguably like a defined program. For Acorn, it''s like I was looking through the source code.

    I can read it, but I can''t grasp it until it means something.

    But then you can''t be a magician.

    Because understand all of the spells and the sorcerer remembers the spells.

    The mechanism of transcribing that remembered spell into a spell document, thereby activating the spell through the spell document and altering reality.

    Naturally, the more powerful and complex the spell, the greater the capacity, and the number of pages in the spell document.

    And yet, if the motive just wants to remember the spell, it can''t be mastered either. There is also a good reason why the master of Yut, T¨¹rtione, first threw the spell into a surviving environment.

    "I''m not saying I''ll never be able to, but even if I can remember, it''s going to take quite a while"

    "I think it would be fine if I had an academic ability to go to high school normally"

    Not realizing that far, Yut is puzzled by the difference from his time.

    Seeing him like that, Valtrude said as if he had been stunned.

    "Yut''s self-esteem is too low. Alcia said," Yut thinks we can all do what we can. "

    "When it comes to self-assessment, at least I don''t want Val to tell me."

    Instead of boasting the appearance as if God had modeled it from his hands, it lacks persuasion even when Valtrude tells him that he only thinks it is superior to normal.

    "Well, brave men have always been like that... In the meantime, I''m going to peruse this."

    "Oh. If there''s anything you don''t understand, just ask me."

    "Yeah."

    Akane enters self-study, Yuut and Valtrude, who are free.

    You two look at each other.

    "Do you even study letters?

    "Ugh. Well, right..."

    Valtrude is too good to escape in this situation.

    The office turned into a classroom, and the study continued silently for about an hour.

 52 2. Yuts Theoretical Spell Lecture (after)

    "Yeah. I can read it, but I don''t know what that means. Sounds like a classic text."

    Akane, who was desperately loading, raised her hands that she was surrendering.

    "No, you can''t. Really, the laws of physics catch on. Ugh. When I was flying in the night sky with a brave man, if I were pure..."

    It was three days ago.

    "Look, Yut! Now you can write Yut''s name perfectly."

    The earthlings feel their hearts warmed by the appearance of a delightful Count.

    I really knew why, such as holding the blade pen like a junken goo.

    "Well, let''s just say that. You don''t need to get up there in a short period of time like I do, and if you study normally, you improve normally, right?

    "If they call me that normal, I don''t feel praised..."

    "No, it''s big enough, really. It''s not something that''s rare, like a magician."

    There are no lies in Valtrude''s words. Not even one in five hundred would be valuable, I can even say, given the low ratio of mages.

    "If Val says so, I''m sure he does..."

    "I wonder what my low credibility is?

    "Yut is something I''m likely to follow to comfort him. ''Cause you''re sweet."

    "Right, that''s what Yut has to say"

    Kokoku and Valtrude nodded as well.

    "No, something... What the..."

    Is it straight praised and illuminated or upset? Yut becomes openly suspicious of behavior.

    The girls look at Yut like that with a nigga.

    "Well, let''s just call it a break."

    "Right..."

    Acorns turn necks and arms to loosen stiffness. Every time his chest wobbled, Valtrude was to look at his own chest, but no one noticed.

    "It''s bad for Yut, but maybe we could make some money by some other means"

    "Huh? Are you going to work?

    "It''s not natural"

    Half-eyed yut.

    Being treated like a dependant, naturally, would not keep your mind calm.

    "You don''t have to worry about money, do you?

    "I''m not even Yut''s wife, but that''s a bit hey"

    "Wife!?"

    "Oh......"

    I can''t answer this in a broad way.

    In this situation, eloquence would become overrated with silver.

    "Besides, Yut''s a little too sweet for me. I wouldn''t feel too good if they left Val behind."

    "Acorn......"

    "Look properly, fairly. Fairly."

    Spotted and told.

    Yut shakes his head that he is no match for this childhood friend.

    "Well, what kind of work are you gonna do?"

    "Right. I just did research yesterday, so I can''t say anything yet..."

    Remembering what''s going on in the market, I''m going to count my fingers and list my candidates.

    "First of all, the fabric was quite varied, but the design of the clothes is not as sophisticated as it sounds. So if you bring in the fashion of the planet, maybe you''ll take it there."

    "Including functionality"

    "Yes, yes. They don''t have bras or shorts."

    "Oh, wow."

    I have difficulty reacting when I am flaunted around it. Or he''s going to be executed the moment he reacts.

    "Later, so is cooking. The ingredients are limited, but if you look for new dishes that are acceptable to this person, you''ll find them."

    "I see. You don''t have stew or anything like that."

    "Really? That''s what I''m after."

    Of course, there are as many common simmering dishes - stews - as there are. The stew Yut is referring to what is commonly called cream stew in Japan.

    "When it happens, you''re going to be able to use a lot of things. Smells like gold."

    "Kukukuku......"

    "Evil too."

    "No, to the deputy."

    Two wicked grinning people. But Yut''s expression quickly disappeared.

    "But I don''t have rice or anything."

    "Even if it''s just rice, there''s no miso or soy sauce. Exactly, I don''t have enough skills to make my own."

    "Before that, the preconditions are strict."

    In fact, I have the idea of getting Japanese food ingredients such as rice, but it is too personal to be in a pending state.

    Acorn''s visit might have inspired it.

    "And then, I don''t know if it works, but spreading cartoons to this world seems interesting, too, I guess."

    "Manga."

    Yut roars that he never even thought about it.

    "It would be novel, but the literacy rate, the way you read comics, the paper, it seems like a hurdle."

    "Right. So it''s like a concept or a dream"

    In the Rotosilt kingdom, cartoons are booming now.

    If that happens...... and it just seems like fun to imagine.

    Reflectively, I start calculating what I need.

    A voice stopping such Yut''s delusions came from Valtrude, who had kept his silence until now.

    "Hey, Yut."

    "What, Val?

    "I don''t mind this in nominal terms, but how about hiring Acorn as a maid of honor for this fortress?

    "Is that the story..."

    "Maid!?"

    Unexpectedly, acorns eat up all the time.

    "For once, I''m hiring to manage and maintain the castle fort itself."

    "Our private rooms, etc. are basically trying not to get involved."

    "Is that it? Isn''t Val noble?

    "Noble, but formerly an adventurer. Plus, she was just a village girl, I was."

    "Heh. I thought you were a princess or something..."

    "Yut, what explanation were you giving...?

    "You said you gave an explanation or you didn''t"

    Instead, it was totally falling out.

    "But there''s a physique, and we''re talking about hiring someone to look after us. But I don''t mean to treat you like a pussy or anything - yuut!

    "Yes, sir."

    On behalf of the inexplicable Valtrude, Yut takes over.

    "In short, it''s okay until you decide how to shake yourself in the future, so I''m going to give you Zhu Yin''s identity protection. It might be inconvenient if you keep your share."

    "I see..."

    Valtrude shakes his neck vertically saying that''s exactly what he''s going to do to Acorn considering that proposal.

    "I don''t even need to literally capture it. The least we can do is ourselves."

    "But choosing Val or Jonah''s clothes or cooking a meal is going to be your job."

    "Don''t be."

    "I''ll do it."

    It was instant.

    "Are you sure? We''re still talking about salaries..."

    "It''s okay. I think I can combine my hobbies with my benefits."

    "Okay, I get it."

    Originally, I didn''t mean to force you to master a theoretical spell. It was to the extent that acorns seemed to be one of the means of life in this world.

    If there''s anything else you want to do, you should give it priority.

    "So you want me to show you around in the kitchen?

    "Oh, wait, brave man"

    I waited for Yut to move quickly.

    "I need to ask you something."

    "What the fuck?

    "What does it mean to make a baby with that Alcia?"

    Unexpectedly Yut turns away and unconsciously turns his gaze to the exit.

    But it''s a waste of effort. Anyway, if it''s just acorns, you can''t even compete with Valtrude to win.

    "That''s right. What does that mean?"

    Valtrude has also been riding himself out for a long time to participate.

    At the same time, I finally realize.

    Acorn said it was for this reason that he was present.

    "Okay. I''ll explain it properly, so calm down first."

    Yut strikes a grudge against Alusia while nagging the most important girls in this world who have entered the questioning attitude.

    It''s not a big deal. It''s not my fault.

    With that said, I manage to keep my mind normal.

    "Something, that''s it. Truss-Sink, the goddess of death and witchcraft served by Alcia, but the greatest man in the temple told me to make a child out of me and Alcia because I might have a child with great witchcraft qualities..."

    "What''s that?"

    "I can''t forgive you."

    The spearhead of anger switches as soon as possible.

    The relieved Yut continues to explain further. Never, it''s no excuse.

    "Well, there''s Alcia Xu''s position, and he hasn''t explicitly rejected it. I''m in a state of suspension for now... should be"

    It becomes ambiguous because I haven''t checked since they first told me.

    Honestly, it was unexpected that this story would steam back.

    "Is that what you mean..."

    "Don''t convince me, Val"

    "What do you mean?

    "Alcia brought it up, that doesn''t mean it''s not even full."

    "What... so...?

    Even two women commit rape.

    I want to run.

    But what will you do if you run away?

    Don''t be a wolf. Remember when you confronted Il Canjual or Ig Nus-Zad.

    With no heart that way, Yut decided to survive this storm.

 53 3. To Hardenturm

    "- So what do you think of Len?

    "Sage, I think you''re right..."

    I''m sorry, I think your brother''s working hard, but I won''t forget to follow up with the half-elf girl.

    But that consolation does not reach Yut. Because I was totally expecting to be told that, rather than half the time.

    "I knew you would. They told me it was too stuffed because of that twitch."

    "I''m not stupid. Your brother''s a genius... right?

    The pursuit of Valtrude and Acorn - nothing obnoxious, so I say the ingredients are exhausted - Yut was visiting Ren''s magic pharmacy again.

    One of the things to do is to purchase magic medicine (potions) for the villages.

    There''s nothing nasty about this either. Because magic drugs that are credible in quality are only available here in the territory.

    The other thing is, I wish I could show Ren some tips about the return spell to Earth, which was previously badly acclaimed by Vainamarinen.

    "Instead, I don''t even know if I totally understand... mon"

    "If you''re too advanced, you can''t."

    Yut is forming in front of the store counter and leaking his stupidity to Ren, who is riding the stepping stone and managing to show his face.

    From the edge, it''s pretty suspicious. And it''s a sales jam.

    However, magic pharmacies are not in demand enough for customers to push, so there may be no problem with the latter.

    "Well, isn''t there magic in Chicu?

    "Oh...... Precisely, there is no certainty that there is magic......?

    "There''s a place like that... It''s like the Antimagic Realm."

    Extremely rare, but there are places where no magic exists even in the Brewers. In that space, you can''t activate any spell, whether it''s a science spell or a divine spell.

    Also, magic devices (magic items) are deterred from that power and become just items.

    "I see. It sure is."

    Yut was caressing Ren''s head unexpectedly to the point that it was going to be a breakthrough somehow.

    Her hair shakes covering the skinny girl like a coat, and Ren narrows her eyes to make her feel good.

    "But then I don''t have a hitter."

    "Sorry...... right?

    "No, Ren''s not bad. That''s my sister apprentice."

    "Hehe..."

    When Yut continues with his head, he presses it from Len as if to say more. It''s like a dog. That, too, is a nostalgic little dog.

    "Thinking about it, could there be a place on earth where magic exists too..."

    Shrines dotted in Japan, Egyptian pyramids, Stonehenge, England. If it''s called a power spot, it seems possible.

    If Acorn had taken a peek at this thought, he might have remembered his pre-metastasis behavior - going to Kumano to see the psychic - and been stunned.

    "But, Yut, your brother''s trying to make it more certain, isn''t he?

    Ren says at the top of his head as he fingers the letter of the scroll.

    "Oh, I can go back, but I can''t come back. It''s not like I''m in trouble."

    "A spell that crosses space-time is more or less a one-way street."

    When he hears that the Brewers are the ''place to come back'', Ren smiles like a hiccup.

    In doing so, he cited one spell at a time that had the effect of crossing space-time. For example, Moment Move (Teleport). For example, World Transfer (Plain Walk). For example, Summon Spells.

    "Oh, wait. The Summons are different."

    "What do you mean?

    "There''s a duration"

    To Yut''s explanation, Ren just leans his neck against Kokon.

    "Doesn''t that mean you''re coming back on your own"

    "Ah."

    If you replace this with a return spell, it will automatically return to the Brewers after a certain amount of time from Earth - that is.

    If this is the case, it doesn''t matter what the demonic realm is.

    "But if you don''t call me a subpoena, right?

    "It means we can incorporate that mechanism into the spell element."

    Neither does Ren''s concern go along with his small intentions.

    "Well, if you go that way, it doesn''t make sense if you''re going to be back in a few minutes."

    But I saw the light.

    There is a way.

    "After all, don''t come up with ideas when you talk to other people. Thanks to Ren."

    No, I don''t think so.

    Your brother is amazing, and he smiles like an angel.

    I was kind of asexually happy, and I stroked my head again without meaning.

    "Yut, are you there?

    There, give in and the giant - Exile - comes in. The carry bag you''re pulling is like a toy.

    "Yay, Ren."

    From behind, the acorn hits a little face.

    What makes you so happy, a full smile.

    "Oh, it''s been a long time since Ren''s been here either."

    "... yeah"

    Two familiar faces greet each other. Just because Ren is also a tight Exile opponent doesn''t scare him.

    Though I didn''t let go holding Yut''s robe.

    Seeing as that happens, Acorn smiles a complicated smile.

    "I wonder if I should be distracted by Ren''s cuteness. Or should I mourn that my childhood friend has become a lollicon"

    "Stop it both ways"

    "Yaho."

    Yet another, Jonah, shows herself.

    It''s the same bar reading, but Yut was aware that he was quite emotional.

    "Yona, how are you... were you?

    "I had a hard time taking care of Yut"

    "Weird, huh? Why, me, are you blamed all of a sudden?

    "I guess so, Yut is"

    "I''m not convinced..."

    "More than that, isn''t it time to leave?

    "Me and Zhuyin can''t believe we can act on a minute by minute basis."

    Yut leaned against the counter sloppily as he took out his phone and checked his time.

    "Brothers, are you going somewhere?

    "Oh, a little bit in Hardentrum."

    There were multiple errands, but Yut answered that in the end.

    Why we headed to Hardenturm in this great area.

    There are four of them in large part.

    For one thing, cover for Larsia.

    A bandit (Rogue) who secretly infiltrated Hardenturm, but just without anyone knowing... is difficult.

    So, what if the executives of the Count Istas family, almost alike in time, moved around a bit? Naturally, it will be disruptive for interest to arouse.

    There was also a reason why I wanted to keep it warm, but for that reason, I did not use Momentary Travel (Teleport) this time, and usually got off near the carriage railway station in Flight (Flight).

    "What about this being normal?

    "If it''s not normal, it''s a specification."

    They had this conversation, but it would be trivial.

    The second concerns the damage caused by the water dragons and the Sahaggins, who showed up at the same time as the onslaught of Ig Nus-Zad, and their compensation.

    The damage has already been summarised, which is about as minor as it was in the event of a major storm, but we can''t fail to confirm it.

    Most importantly, since it is a simple matter, it can be cleaned up by Yut alone at the same time as he arrives in Hardenturm, and later thrown round to the Claudes and the council.

    And the third relates to the transportation of fresh fish, which has been a request or complaint for a long time.

    Hardenturm is a trading port, as well as a fishing port. Traditionally, it had to be consumed in Hardenturm or processed into dried foods, etc.

    However, a new consumer site called Falve was created, and furthermore, the carriage railway led to demand up to Mainz.

    In particular, Mainz is a mountain city.

    When it comes to the best treat there is the happiness of the sea. Adding the ingredient "Mainz," which boils well due to bold iron (crystal iron), has no way of missing it...

    "Sounds like a Japanese country..."

    and so on, and Yut divulges feelings that have no benefit either.

    "Did you say something?

    "No, because I didn''t remember Dwarves eating fish enough to have problems with freshness."

    "We merchants didn''t read through this, either."

    The answer was Javier Exdero, a merchant who is leading Yut.

    He was the son of Bruno Exdero, who was working with that pirate and smoking sweet juice.

    Unlike his ugly father, who was like a frog, he looked quite neat in detail. The material waist is soft - you''re actually right - but it has an atmosphere like a second generation young husband.

    "It''s winter now, so it''s not yet"

    "It is the competent merchant who takes precautions before doing so"

    Show your willingness to affirm in small meetings.

    "This way."

    Yut knocked over the door silently.

    The end point is a space about 10 meters vertical and horizontal. They said it was originally a food vault, but now it''s completely empty and I can''t find one that I cleaned with care.

    It''s a stone wall, and there''s no planks, and there''s a limp air.

    "I see. If it''s here, it doesn''t seem like a problem."

    Take the curse document out of your usual white robe, not least.

    After a word of caution, he lowered Javier Exdero down the stairs, and Yut ripped off eight pages of the spell document.

    Avalanche

    The pages of the spell document expand to the surroundings and suck up the magic around them. The pale light gradually raised the light intensity and burst.

    Snow Ridge Mountains that it exists in the source world of water.

    It''s a theoretical spell on the eighth staircase that summons massive amounts of ice and snow from his land and makes it an avalanche.

    "Well, I guess this is it"

    Seeing as the snow fills the underground warehouse, he nods satisfactorily.

    It''s supposed to be a spell that swallows enemies into avalanches and pushes them away, but that''s only the purpose. Whether it is to preserve the freshness of the fish, the phenomenon of invoking snow remains the same.

    "This is..."

    Javier Exdero was out of line in a double sense.

    Lightly. So easily miraculous for Yut.

    And to the recklessness of his late father, who tried to make such a great magician (Arkmagi) nostalgic with about five hundred gold coins.

    "Mr. Javier."

    "Yes, sir"

    "We have several similar warehouses, don''t we?

    "Yes, that''s what we talked about, so we look after it and secure it."

    Originally, though it has declined tremendously, it is not as big a job as the Exdero Chamber of Commerce does.

    However, Javier Exdero also took an active part in what appeared to be a chore.

    It was - originally, I don''t know if it was - for the restoration of credibility, for redemption, and for rewarding the benevolence that allowed it to survive.

    "Well, bring in the ice, I''m sorry, but can you unload this snow?

    "Is it ice? Isn''t this snow?

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    The two of you look at each other unexpectedly.

    "Hi, I don''t think we''re talking..."

    "Because you need ice to keep the fish fresh,"

    "That''s well, yes..."

    "Right? So I was gonna put this snow in an underground warehouse so the ice wouldn''t melt and bring ice from somewhere else."

    "Ha, ha. Is that what happened? Ok. We''ll hurry up and arrange people."

    "You don''t have to hurry, though."

    The snow called out in Avalanche belongs, in any case, to the source world of water. It doesn''t dissolve in rare things. This makes it ideal for replacing the freezer.

    Later, ice is cut out of the far north meteor lake, which I have only been to once, and transported in with Moment Travel.

    With Jonah and Exile for that, it was the temperatures of Moment Travel for that matter.

    In fact, this ice room has always been an institution with only a concept. But if it was just within my people, it would be enough with little magic (cantrip), and I was weighing myself down as if it was just too much. Even this.

    I don''t know about that. Javier Xdero is cold sweating, even though it''s supposed to be cold.

    "Well, I''ll go to Regina''s, thank you for the rest."

    "Yes......"

    "And when you bring the ice, I''ll call the store."

    "Yes......"

    "I''ll bring it when you run out, so let me know."

    "Yes......"

    Put down Javier Exdero, who can only respond like a broken machine, and Yut leaves the basement.

    Next up is the store of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, led by Regina Niebes, as declared earlier. The third purpose that has come to Hardenturm should already be advanced...

    So Yut was to see a very rare thing called Jonah in Tears.

 54 4. Large ripples

    "Yuuto"

    The moment I stepped in there, a white pretence ran over.

    The meeting point is the tailoring workshop under the umbrella of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce. Will there be a number of workbenches lined up and a space to try them on in the back? There was space divided by canvas.

    As the cloth and yarn scatter, the white pretense hugs Yut from the front and climbs straight up.

    "You''re dressed pretty, Jonah."

    To the Albino girl who accomplished her self shoulder car, Yut says as she bends her neck and turns her face.

    "I''ve been tempted..."

    "You''re not listening well."

    With a matte look, the acorn approaches. Beyond that there is Regina Niebes, who meets Yut lightly.

    Wearing a piece of the same vibrant green fabric that she first met with embroidered plants, she was still, crunchy.

    "You have nothing to be ashamed of."

    With Jonah on board, Yut moves to the back.

    Unlike previous active outfits, for some reason Yona was dressed in a pure white silk dress with plenty of lace.

    It''s like a kid wearing a wedding dress, and he smiles.

    "This kind of thing, you can put it on Ren"

    "Right. I''d love to put it on you, too, Len."

    That''s a good idea and Acorn gives you a sunny smile.

    "In the meantime, I''m done getting ready for this one, and that one?

    I took the liberty of sitting in the chair in front of the workbench while lowering Jonah over my shoulder to the ground. Though he obeyed that, Jonah quickly turns behind Yut and hides.

    "Something was going on."

    Exile, who was like a rock in the corner of the room, replied to the lack of interest. In fact, the Rock Giant (Jarloot) is a one-handed tactical teacher, and I don''t suppose he has any interest in fashion.

    "Yut stay here like this. I''m going with Exile to get some ice."

    "Huh? Are you okay?

    To Yut''s question, nod with a serious look.

    Initially, Yut was scheduled to travel with Exile to Meteor Lake on Moment Travel (Teleport) to pack ice in an infinitely stored bag.

    Jonah is an acorn escort.

    I don''t have a problem reversing roles, but I''m not interested in fashion like Exile, and I find myself in a space for women.

    "Go"

    But Jonah''s will was stiff.

    "I get it. Old man, please."

    "I understand."

    Loosely. But in a smooth motion, Exile rises.

    As if dragging such a Barbarian warrior (Barbarian), when she takes her hand, Yona activates her psychic abilities without changing.

    "Teleportation"

    In the meantime, they disappeared.

    Yut listens as he drops off the Yonas like that.

    "I let you go, but it was good, wasn''t it?

    "Yeah. If it''s a picture, ''cause I took a lot of pictures"

    Be happy. Really happy, Acorn shakes his smapho in front of him. Since Yut told me I could charge with a spell, I had stopped weighing myself down.

    "... for now, I know you were just dressing Jonah as a doll, but how''d it go?

    Third purpose that came to Hardenturm.

    That''s an exchange of views to help Acorn have the fashion knowledge of the planet in this world. Regina Nievez has been chosen because she is being cordial and yet a woman.

    Two Acorns and Regina regain much more consciousness to Yut, who continues to drive normally.

    "Of course, that''s not all. Right, Mr. Regina?

    "Yes, it was a wonderful and meaningful time"

    The two laughing face-to-face had a friend-like atmosphere about what it was like. Isn''t Acorn too good at communicating? And Yut thinks.

    "In the meantime, I''m just asking you to look at the clothes I brought from Earth and see if you can make the same"

    "What''s the story about Zhu Yan making his own?

    "Make the model paper, sew it by hand... Then you can give it to the maid''s job. Oh, I won''t waste the cloth you bought me."

    I brought two chairs, and Acorn lined them up in front of Yut.

    "Is it a maid?

    Finally, as Regina sits back in that chair, she leans her neck in doubt.

    "Well, in Acorn''s identity security sense"

    I had no intention of hiding that Akane was a visitor from the same world as Yut. I''ve told Regina that since the beginning.

    Regina, who guessed the situation, smiled vaguely and nodded.

    "Actually, what is it?

    "Right..."

    Design, practicality. Perfect together. Instead of becoming a new business, I even think there might be a revolution in clothing.

    No, that''s close to certainty.

    "But we can''t reproduce the fabric."

    "Ah. Well, I guess so"

    Chemical fiber is a substitute that even Xerus, the god of knowledge, was intrigued by. That won''t be possible.

    "Isn''t that good there, with regular fabrics? I''ve been saying that."

    "This one also says that substitutes for such fine fabrics are hard to prepare..."

    "Well, shouldn''t design alone be the direction to reproduce it? Either way, you won''t be able to make zippers or anything right away."

    Yut presents a tough drop.

    That''s something we both knew, but there''s another problem.

    "This is hard to say to a brave man..."

    "What the fuck?"

    "It''s a set, and you have to spread underwear."

    "Oh, wow."

    That''s right.

    Modern fashion would presuppose that.

    Even Yut knows to some extent what women''s underwear is like in this world.

    "Okay. Let''s just talk about the money"

    "Brave man, by the way, are you going to run that way?

    "Isn''t it important?

    "Yeah, but as a person, what do you think?"

    "In front of a man, it''s bad to start talking about his underwear with dignity"

    "That''s the point..."

    Regina also seemed to want to avoid talking about this any more. Get in the yut and change the story.

    "To be honest, there''s going to be a problem to take on just us because it''s too big. No, I do."

    "Really?

    Acorn listens back with a decent look.

    "Maybe we''re talking about a level of cultural change"

    "Ahhh...... Could it have been bad?

    "Never that. Production is possible, however, but how it should be sold. And whether we can keep up with demand¡­"

    Regina''s gaze is not only on the territory of Hardenturm or Count Istas alone, but on the entire kingdom of Rotosilt. Plus, I''m looking ahead.

    The items that Acorn showed had so much impact.

    "Uh-huh. Well, then, I guess I should brand it, huh?

    "Branding......?

    "On the contrary, you mean going on a luxury route?

    "No, there''s that too, but that''s not all..."

    It''s hard to put it into words that come to mind.

    Yut sums up his thoughts for a while, then opens his mouth again.

    "First, with Hardenturm or Falve? Disseminate it in our territory. In time, there will be fakes, but I will mark the brand so that it can be distinguished"

    "So?"

    "At the same time, wear it to Valtrude"

    "Oh, I see."

    "Is that... Are you sure?

    "If you''re a Valko, the ad will be extremely effective"

    I guess this is what gold bars are for ghosts.

    "If that happens, the order should arrive, but I can''t get over it"

    "What are we going to do with it?

    "So, let them produce licenses"

    "Oh...... I see?"

    "Is it licensed production?

    Again, I didn''t pass on one now.

    Scratch your head at the same time as reflection, and again, put your thoughts together.

    "With more demand, more people want to sell it. But I can''t make it because I don''t have the know-how."

    "If it''s easy to make a fake, it won''t stop."

    "I also have trouble getting crude fakes out there"

    "So instead of offering that know-how, you get paid."

    "Oh, that''s what licensing is all about"

    Acorn says he''s finally convinced. Regina, too, will not fully understand the meaning of licensed production, but she is beginning to understand Yut''s story.

    "Contracts are varied, so you can put them out under our brand just by commissioning production, or you can sell them under the name of that partner"

    Demand can be met, and profitable.

    "And with Val''s publicity, we can keep our brand in top position."

    "Well, maybe it''s an airspace theory on the desk."

    "No, we will definitely consider it! Great idea, Master Amaxa!

    Regina stood up and held Yut''s hand with both hands.

    My eyes are moisturized by excitement and my cheeks are upbeat.

    "Yes, sir. I''m not calm."

    Even though I thought it was an unpleasant role, the acorn broke in. I have to go in.

    "As, well. Let''s start by thinking about making a prototype, too? And I''ll give you the money if you need it."

    Yut also, on the surface, calmed down and returned to the conversation.

    "I wonder what it would be like to do that."

    With that said, Acorn moves to the corner of the room.

    Then, fish the carry bags transferred together from Earth to take out the laptop and mobile printer.

    This can also be used at all costs because Yut''s spell also restores batteries and ink.

    "My material image folder is going to start a fire."

    "Huh? Is it some kind of dangerous magic device?

    "No, I''m not."

    The explanation is Tsu''s way, so I''ll just deny it for now.

    Acorn, in a confusing way, was grinning with his tongue out.

    "I don''t know if I''m going to take this sewing technique or anything, so tell me."

    Wait a few minutes.

    After the computer starts, the touchpad is fingered and an image is displayed on the LCD display. Apparently Acorn was collecting them for cartoon material, an image of a fashion model.

    "Huh...... Was Mr. Akane another sorcerer of a different lineage than Master Amaxa?

    "Brave man, pass"

    "In my hometown, they call me a smart magician (technomancer). You can''t do anything without a dedicated device like this."

    "Do the right thing again..."

    I think it''s easier for Acorn to put a scratch on the side, but he misunderstands it to be a form of magic rather than one that explains the earth one way or another.

    I don''t even realize that if anyone could use it, people might show up for smartphones and laptops, so I mixed the lies in.

    "Well, let''s see it appropriately"

    A reclaimed acorn plays the image into a slideshow.

    There is no uniformity in season, gender or race because it is what I was saving images that seemed to be available on fashion sites.

    Occasionally, there are some remarkable images, and Yut has difficulty reacting.

    "Mr. Acorn, please stop"

    "Yes, sir."

    Regina stopped her eyes in coordination with a light purple inner with lace overlaid with a young grass coloured piece and tied around her waist with strings.

    Just, is it a winter to spring outfit?

    "You like it? Shall we print it out then?"

    Now I set up the mobile printer and the printing is done without waiting for a few minutes. It''s a special printer that runs on batteries, but now it''s really convenient.

    "Because I''ll give it to you like this. When you actually make it, refer to it."

    "Huh? Huh? Yes?"

    Comparing the computer image to the paper at hand, I suspect this is a dream, seeing the acorn smiling as nothing, and even more confusing.

    Even when I did all this, Yut reflects on whether it was like this.

    More than a year, late.

    "I''m glad you brought it."

    "I mean, you''re too ready"

    "Mm-hmm. I was supposed to input on the network, but I really wanted to check when I output it to paper, so I took it. And the battery is built in so that it can be printed at the venue."

    "No, where were you going?

    "Wherever you go, you can draw manuscripts."

    "Well, if you don''t want to say so."

    I almost went to see a psychic to find clues to Yut''s disappearance - and it was an acorn I still can''t explain.

    "There''s no way I can tell you. I''m embarrassed."

    Maiden hearts are complicated.

    Side by side with the two blossoming in fashion rigging in front of the laptop, Yut began working out plans to remodel his return spell again.

    The Summon spell can be one of the breakthroughs. Even in a short time, we can observe the Earth''s environment by applying it to our common sense.

    Again, I think I have to thank Ren... Yut.

    "Hmm? Observe......?

    I remember being caught up in my own thoughts.

    The feeling of impatience as if you were making a fatal mistake.

    Yut tried so desperately to grab it...

    "I''m home."

    "Back."

    With the return of Jonah and Exile, the idea became cloud-sprayed.

    "Oh, boy."

    It''s like trying to remember the contents of a dream, and the more I reach out, the farther I go.

    At the moment I give up and decide to welcome the two of them back.

    "Welcome back. You''ve changed your look a lot."

    Exile is a familiar dragon scale armor figure. As usual.

    But Jonah took off that white pretense she really hated, a thick coat on her fur hat, reindeer leather boots and a complete cold style.

    "This is it."

    The acorn I noticed takes pictures on my smartphone.

    Let it go.

    "Well, you wouldn''t even have to ask, how''d it go?

    "It was a big fish"

    I dye my cheeks whiter than the snow and come closer to the workbench where Yut is.

    "For now, here''s the thing"

    There is the word gold and silver treasure.

    On the desk where Jonah pummeled the contents of an infinitely stored bag was exactly the sight of the word.

    "... you must have gone to get the ice, right?

    Crafts on silver coins, gold coins and a number of gems.

    Look, this alone would be worth thousands of gold coins.

    Suddenly, both Acorn and Regina are circling their eyes.

    "I''ve also got some ice. See?"

    "No, you don''t have to let it out"

    "As Yut told me, I went to Meteor Lake."

    "There was an ice dragon, so I drove him away."

    To Jonah, who seems to be good at it, Yut can only smile bitterly.

    "Was it dangerous?

    "No problem."

    "No one''s hurt."

    It''s not even a question of good...... but I exhaled whether it was over-interference through over-protection any more.

    Though I also intend to leave it to Mr. Arcia.

    "So, the ice dragon wasn''t going to be brought back, so I sold it in a nearby city"

    Dragon scales are rarely used in monster bodies. It''s close to the threshold if it''s the feeling of the Yuts, but it was also an adventurer not to miss such an income.

    "Did you buy clothes in that city too?"

    "I wanted to take that off fast"

    "So the money that Ice Dragon was saving, use it for territorial management"

    "Yut just spends his money, doesn''t he? I need to put my money in regularly."

    "I use it because I need it...... on a regular basis?

    Shit, Yona opens her mouth wide and solidifies.

    "Haha, I''m screwed"

    Jonah admits in a bar reading.

    Yut hit his head on the desk as it collapsed.

    "I knew it was Yonah."

    "Yu, brave man?

    I can''t hide my confusion from a childhood friend who immediately stood up and began to strangle the Albino girl, wondering if she had collapsed with a good sound like a cont.

    "Eggs are with me, and the failure to hide them is the cause of defeat"

    "I appreciate it, I appreciate it..."

    "Brave man, what are you talking about?

    Acorn asks on behalf of.

    Only two parties know what caused Yut to go into such a strange state.

    "It''s been quite a while since I''ve had more of our fortune on my own."

    "More? Not less? Well, isn''t that a problem?

    "Yeah, yeah."

    Exactly, Jonah also nods using words and gestures.

    "You''ve decided to have one. No matter how many times you put your books on, the numbers are out of order."

    "That''s a problem."

    Regina finally agrees. Acorn, too, seems to understand somehow. I''m not expecting anything about Exile.

    "I''m ashamed to say it on purpose."

    "Yeah. But hey..."

    I''m not surprised because the stars were on somehow, but the weakness is terrible because of it.

    "Tell Mr. Arcia, will you?

    "Fine, I''ll run away."

    "You''re like a father who can''t raise children, brave man..."

    I just have to pretend I didn''t hear you and delude you.

    The spell of "Message" arrives in front of Yut, who is so backwards determined.

    "From Mr. Arcia?

    Yut''s expression clouds as he glances at the card delivered by the theoretical spell.

    "What did it say?

    "Oh...... Well, I can''t say it''s generally good or bad..."

    Answer Exile, who asks on behalf of all, with a bitter look.

    "Hi, Prince Alsace is visiting us."

    "Well, that''s tough."

    "You were so other HR, old man. No, that''s not all."

    "Is there anything else?

    He looked at the card at hand and alternately about the acorn with a face that seemed hard to say, and opened his mouth as if he''d given up.

    That''s when he wants to discuss marriage with my episcopal.

    That''s what I say, Yut laughs.

    Not if I''m laughing, not what I should be laughing at, but I just had to laugh.

 55 5. Conferences Dance (Previous)

    What kind of man is Heavenly Grass Brave from Miki Zhuyin?

    Even now, she thinks about it.

    The two encounters date back to kindergarten, and I have memories of you making promises, like you promised to marry me, and it''s Yut that I gave him chocolate for Valentine''s Day for the first time, and it seems like I was with him most of the time.

    I don''t think Yut is a particularly awesome person.

    School grades, middle school football club achievements, and regular words and deeds.

    I can''t say I''m everywhere, but I can''t even say I''m noteworthy.

    But now that I think about it, the concentration was amazing, Acorn recalls that there is.

    Summer withheld from high school exams.

    Before him, who retired from the club, there was a reference book and a set of problems piled up like a mountain. I bought it all for exam study, but it doesn''t mean anyone forced me to, and if I do it all, they can buy whatever they want.

    Silently, he collapsed all the mountains as if it were normal, and got the result of passing.

    I''m surprised he didn''t have to be an acorn, but he was flat.

    And after finishing his high school exams, he lent him a bottle of gaming software.

    It''s also a masterpiece known as Time Thief, a so-called open-world-based RPG where completing countless quests leaves the main story behind.

    It should be known as an indication, but it fits well.

    There''s a metaphor for forgetting to sleep, but he literally didn''t sleep or eat, and if his dog didn''t give him a walk, he wouldn''t go outside, and he played 200 hours during spring break.

    Just getting ready to make the strongest gear took about 8 hours.

    To Yuut, who seemed to have fun talking about things like that, I had no choice but to be stunned.

    I can''t stop when I''m hot.

    For better or worse, Yut was such a person.

    And I''m not dissatisfied with the status quo.

    No, I''m telling you, it''s just my mouth.

    In the end, no matter how high the hurdle gets over it.

    I quit football until middle school because of a ligament injury. More precisely, because I wouldn''t worry about my parents if they might relapse by continuing.

    Ask Yut and he''ll deny it, but Acorn thinks it''s the truth.

    Recovering to a level where there were no problems in everyday life was an achievement that silently encouraged rehabilitation.

    Even when they unreasonably deprived me of the football I loved, I did a tough menu without saying a single grudge.

    Acorn knows how hard Yut works like that.

    I know the hardest part about discreet yut.

    It''s such a mixture of superiority to know him, but it didn''t take long until Acorn realized how he felt.

    In short, what are you trying to say?

    "What do you mean, a brave man becomes a nobleman..."

    The place is the usual dining room and meeting room.

    Rectangular table centered. Valtrude sits on its short side, Yut and Akane on the right. Lined on the other side of it in the order of Arsia, Exile and Jonah. Naturally, Larsia is absent.

    An evening when the sun is already tilting.

    In the centre of the table were placed the letters which had just been delivered and a meeting had been held on their contents.

    "Or nobility. What, is that real?

    "I am. That''s what it is."

    "Acorn, for once I am that nobleman..."

    "I say so, Val"

    For Acorn, nobility and other fiction exist. This time Yut is going to be the baron of the epic, etc., the lowest ranking. If you come out with cartoons or cartoons, say, "Baron? It''s no big deal," he would have said.

    Even in reality, there used to be such a system in Japan. Even now, they have it somewhere.

    That''s a degree of recognition.

    "Originally, Yuuto-kun said no on the premise of returning home."

    "If you''re not going home, you mean be a nobleman."

    To Acorn''s blur, the answer came back to discipline from two people, Alcia and Exile.

    No. That''s not what I meant, I can''t say.

    So one more question.

    "In the first place, can I stay here?

    "Zhu Yan has something to ask for. I''m in trouble if you don''t stay."

    "Yes."

    Though I respond with no hesitation, I can''t be happy to even be told "I''m in trouble if you''re not there".

    How easy. While I''m at it.

    Besides, I don''t like that.

    "One at a time, shall we consider"

    It''s usually Yut''s role, but because he''s a party, Alcia acts as a facilitator of the proceedings instead.

    Valtroude will never serve in what situation, but now it''s more useless than usual.

    "Meeting at this time without Larsia..."

    "You think you''re here when you don''t have to be, and you''re not there when you need to be?

    "Yona, don''t read your mind."

    "I didn''t read it."

    I''m horrified you didn''t say you couldn''t.

    "First of all, I think we''ve talked about Yuuto-kun''s epistle."

    "I say no...... I guess?

    Fear, Valtrude asks.

    Tearful, upbeat, frightened look. It''s like a puppy at home.

    "Sometimes, I want to bully you asexually about Val, but I''m normal, right?

    "It''s unusual, but I''ll carry that business with you."

    A childhood friend with eyes and eyes - aside, Arcia opens her mouth for her childhood friend.

    "It wouldn''t be impossible to say no."

    "Then it''s settled. Yeah, it''s settled."

    "However, you need a big name"

    "Want too much?

    "It''s necessary to refuse, for good reason..."

    "If I were you, because I belong to the temple. The two of Exile and Larsia are a matter of race. Yona-"

    "I don''t want it"

    "Age becomes a big name"

    To Alcia''s explanation, we will push together.

    Raise your hands small, then Acorn will speak this time.

    "Why are brave men Earthlings?

    "You''re an epic to retain that Yut kun in this country, so that''s no reason..."

    "Oh well..."

    Akane raises her brown hair and looks at the ceiling.

    Alabaster''s white ceiling blinds me.

    "All I know is about the Warring States, but it''s not like there''s no example of a jury in direct ministry."

    Acorn facing back at the front shows off such knowledge.

    "Really?

    "Yeah. Toyotomi Hideyoshi was trying to pull through Kakan''s Ishikawa numbers like Naoke in Uesugi and Kojiro Ichikura in Dada."

    Acorns that you seem to be good at, but the knowledge you gained from getting into a stylish warring country game. Nor would the developers of the game have found it useful in different worlds.

    "Here''s an example of how the Horsemen can take the talented talent they possess as knights."

    Since Valtrude is a nobleman sealed in the land from the Kingdom of Rotosilt, he is obliged to submit to that order. But since the Yuts serve only Valtrude, they are not obliged to carry out the king''s life.

    For this reason, there is also merit in increasing the number of direct ministers on the part of the Kingdom.

    Although the land that can be allocated is finite.

    "How did you say no to Naoke and all that? Brave man, do some digging."

    "Uh, wait a minute..."

    Take out the pluralistic daiichi and spread it on your desk.

    "He said, ''My Lord is nothing but a scenic victory''. That''s a straight ball."

    "I see. And it''s convenient, isn''t it, its yutpedia"

    "Yutpedia, don''t say"

    Valtrude gazes with envy at the unusual jut and acorn multiplication.

    But you two don''t realize that.

    "If that''s the case, it''s easy."

    I say as Jonah flips around like a restless elementary school student.

    "Val said he''d never let go of me again. That''s why."

    "No, say... Well, I did say it."

    Valtroude is cute excusing herself for a mochi.

    That, then, would have to be questioned.

    "Brave man, what do you mean?

    "No, well. Young or emotional."

    "Well, fine. Let''s put it behind us."

    If that''s not the case now, Acorn notes it in his mind''s notebook. Sometimes it wasn''t going to turn out very well in pursuit......

    "What do you think of the brave man himself?"

    "As far as I''m concerned, whether I take it or not, I think I can listen to you."

    "What..."

    Valtrude to be extinguished.

    I thought it would be intense, almost tear-eyed. How emotionally unstable.

    Most of all, we were all the same apart from the tears.

    "Brave man, explain it properly"

    From the acorn sitting next to him, he is gently slapped in the head.

    "I''m sorry. Uh, that''s it. Making me a nobleman also means getting territory somewhere."

    "Yes, it is."

    Alcia, who has been watching where the story goes, agrees.

    "In that case, we''ll have to sharpen the Royal Jurisdiction - around the north tower wall, I think."

    "... to the north?

    "The Verga Empire - just think of it as the front line with the Evil Empire"

    "I see... what are you going to do with getting land like that? Harassment?"

    "No way, are we going to drive Yut into battle with the Verga Empire?

    The ever faint atmosphere vanished in an instant.

    The eyes float with swordswallowing light, full of vitality throughout the body.

    "No, no, no way"

    Yut laughed and controlled such a Valtrude.

    "Even on such a frontline, there are people living there. There''s nowhere to go."

    "Maybe with the aim of moving him over here?

    "If I asked, you wouldn''t say no, would you?

    "Well, you are. Rather than, I''d leave it all to Yut"

    A round throw as clear as it sounds, but now no one says anything. Even acorns.

    "I mean, what do you mean?

    Exile, who had kept his silence, asks for conclusions.

    "I don''t know if there''s a precedent or a special one, but I think what they''re assuming is that I''ll remain the head of another baron''s house while the house of Count Istas is slaughtered"

    Unexploited land remains in Count Istas territory. Let the inhabitants of the north migrate there, and even the soldiers of Tunda settle in the blank land?

    It is also conceivable to lay carriage railways at their own expense for that journey.

    And I don''t know whether to pay or levy royalties, but I might also be thinking about the Kingdom using that route.

    "I mean, it doubles Yut''s hardship?

    "Yeah, you are. Jonah, why don''t we wrap it in an oblate?"

    "With the boobs? I don''t know what that means."

    "That''s right..."

    Jonah told me to be light, and Yut drips.

    "Uh-huh."

    Acorn opened his mouth as he looked sideways at such a childhood friend.

    "It''s in the first place, but you can''t be noble because you''re going home, can you?

    "No, I can''t do that"

    Clearer, more serious voice than I thought.

    Acorn''s heart is shaken loudly by that voice.

    "I don''t know what form it''s going to take, but at least I''m not going to leave you"

    "Yes... what"

    Valtrude and Acorn listen to Yut and give contrasting expressions.

    "But, Yut. Wouldn''t that be usable as an immediate reason?

    "It''s a real snuff, though."

    "The conclusion is that if you are an episcopal as you are now, you are prepared to accept it. Other than that, would you say no?

    "Right. I think that''s a good place."

    Two heads of the Count Istas family come to a conclusion.

    "Next time, we''ll talk about Yuto''s marriage."

    "Ugh..."

    But neither of them is a single rock.

    Yut seems sincerely disgusted.

    Arcia mouthed the next agenda somewhere fun.

 56 6. Conferences dance (after)

    "We''re not getting married..."

    "Who are they, it said?

    Exile listens with his chin to a letter from the royal family placed in the center of the table.

    "What the hell is going on around here?"

    "But more than we''re supposed to talk about, did you get an application from somewhere?"

    "From the royal family, are you trying to address someone..."

    Take over from Alcia and mouth a future forecast map that Yut is not happy with.

    I know exactly what you hate from the tone and the look on your face.

    Seeing it, Valtrude openly, Acorn appeases in his heart.

    "Hmm. If they know, even though they have (...) to do it"

    "No more, I shouldn''t. Seriously."

    Regardless of Jonah''s joke - I''ll let it be - it''s certainly going to be hard to judge if you don''t know who they are.

    "Don''t you know any brave men?

    "On your mind?"

    "That''s right. In the last two years I don''t know, I''ve helped the princess flag her or something."

    "Hey. I hear Larsia and Exile had an old man."

    "If they weren''t human... Larsia would have been in tears of blood"

    "Oh, yes..."

    Acorns with complex expressions and moods, like relieved, like I''ve heard extra things.

    "Well, it would be the same for everyone to think that entering into a marital relationship with Yuto would be beneficial"

    "Benefits?"

    "Oh, you mean politically married?

    Gently nodding to confirm the acorn, Arcia opens her mouth again.

    "It is all thanks to Yut that this land, which created this falve and was barely looked after, is thriving. It''s not unnatural or anything to think of that power in your own home."

    "Well, maybe that''s what happens from the outside"

    "Yut......"

    "The brave man, again..."

    "I can''t help it, it''s Yut."

    "That''s right."

    "Huh? What''s this flow? Weird, huh?"

    He was an uncomfortable yuut for a one-sided development, but of course nobody would take it on board.

    "In the meantime, if you''re just a noble opponent, let''s say no"

    "That means someone who''s not just a nobleman...... oh, you have a princess or something?

    "No, the Rothschild royal family should not have had an unmarried daughter"

    "Precisely, directly."

    "Yes, yes. I mean, I''m on the sidelines."

    "Even if the princess isn''t here, the princess is here."

    Yut''s anxiety deepens to the feeling that he is getting closer and closer to the packing.

    "I don''t know who they are."

    "Are you okay? Say no so easily or something."

    "There''s also the option of turning into a dragon and storming like before"

    "You don''t have a choice."

    "Brave man, what have you done..."

    Both neighbors align themselves and get no out, but Yut just shrugged his shoulders.

    "I get it. If you have to, ask Vainamarinen''s grandfather to run as well. Now you can go through some impotence."

    "This makes that great sage..."

    "Vaina...... Mali......? Great Sage?"

    "The Great Mage (Arch Magi), also known as the best of the Brewers. As a matter of fact, he''s a student of Yut."

    Acorn looks suspiciously at Valtrude as proud as I am. I don''t even think you''re being lied to, but I can''t believe such a great man is a Yut student.

    "Hey, I''m about to teach you the history of the Earth."

    "I see. That''s why I absorb more and more knowledge just because I''m called the Great Sage. You''re great."

    It seems interesting that a splendid Vainamarinen statue is formed in the acorn, and Yut gets a laugh, including.

    So that was totally unintentional.

    "Conversely, what kind of person can I marry?

    The tingle and the air made a sound.

    No, I haven''t used any spells or anything, but that can''t happen. It''s not supposed to happen...... at least Yut heard the sound.

    "What the hell, that. Exile old men. That''s a bomb, right?

    "I don''t know what the bomb is, but that''s what the little Larsia in me said."

    "Originally, you little..."

    "Interested."

    It was the acorns who said it on behalf of them, but the thoughts were shared by the women.

    "Right..."

    I''m not going to get away with it.

    Then you should choose the path where the wound will be the smallest.

    I just have to be honest.

    "If you''re as cute as Valko, as thoughtful as Acorn, and as thoughtful as Arcia, don''t even think about it."

    There is no way such an opponent exists.

    I mean, at least I''m not at all willing to marry someone I don''t know. In the first place, for a still teenage yuut, marriage is not a word of reality.

    That''s what I meant to say......

    "Sure, Val''s cute, isn''t she? Yeah. You''re cute and beautiful and cowardly. Cheats."

    "Right. After all, the most familiar is the acorn..."

    "Yut, I can''t believe you thought of me that way"

    "Too much!

    Even then, like a sandbag, I can hit words unilaterally.

    "I can''t solve it"

    "Well, don''t you appreciate where Jonah and Ren and Regina didn''t get their names?

    "There, too much!

    He jumps out of his chair, stretches his whole body out and protests to the chancellor - Arcia - but naturally he just gets his head shaken beside him silently.

    Unfortunately, Jonah is at a disadvantage on these topics.

    I can''t get my repeated objections taken care of, and it drips softly.

    "Jonah has a future."

    "It''s like we don''t have it, right?

    Muddy.

    "Damn, it''s because of the little Larsia in the old man when it comes to the original. God corrected me, and I finally neutralized my luck."

    "Sometimes I think it''s good to hit eight."

    Exile, the only one in the safe zone, said that from the bottom of his heart.

    And then I meditate slightly and then open my mouth again.

    "Speaking of which, how about we hit the lead and get married? This won''t even push you weird."

    Perfectly, the air broke.

    No, I haven''t used any spells or anything, but that can''t happen. It''s not supposed to happen...... at least Yut witnessed such a sight.

    "Old man, is there a grudge against me too? Take it. Stand up, will you?

    "Yut is confused...... Like Val......"

    "No, I wouldn''t be that bad, would I?... right?

    "I just said a simple question..."

    Exactly, Exile is confused about this as well. If you try this rock giant (Jarloot), it''s the default route for Yut and Valtrude to get married for now.

    Then one or two or three? I don''t know how many, but I guess I''ll have more wives, but I thought sooner or later.

    So malice has no shards.

    The only reason the road to hell is paved with goodwill is because it doesn''t change on Earth or in other worlds.

    "Well, if that''s the case, isn''t acorn good? If it means you had a fianc¨¦e in your hometown, you wouldn''t get any extra prying, or convincing."

    "Ko, isn''t this Val in due course? I''m not complaining from anywhere, I''m sure."

    "The opposite is the unlikely option..."

    "No, I''m sorry, but Yona''s a little"

    "Mmm..."

    "It''s no use getting rid of it. Think of my social reputation..."

    If you say no to Yona for a reason - the matchmaker''s range has expanded and the opposite is not good. The damage Yut himself takes is too much.

    "What about Alcia?

    "I''m not running for office."

    I don''t hate Yut, but at the same time I don''t have a desire for exclusivity.

    I was going to keep an eye on things now because I think I can do whatever I want to do with that.

    "Jonah is the only one running for office, and the two people at heart seem to be giving in."

    "You must be wolfing in the earthen pit."

    No tricks...... and crush so no one can hear you.

    "What is this situation..."

    "Wouldn''t it be nice if a brave man decided to be a man?

    "I have made up my mind. I''m sorry, but until we have the means to get back to Earth, everything is on hold."

    "... that''s sloppy"

    "Sorry."

    If you hear that, you won''t be able to say anything from me.

    I see who that conclusion was drawn for. Now that I know, Acorn had to back off.

    I originally thought it would be difficult to decide on such a fortuitous event.

    "... Alcia, do you have an idea?

    Valtrude quietly asks as he turns back to his best friend after hearing Yut''s words and regaining his composure.

    "Well, only if someone comes along who can''t say no easily...... In the meantime, I was wondering if I should make Val and Mr. Acorn my fianc¨¦es."

    "... two... so...?

    "A, A, A, Alcia?

    "Hey, that, what do you mean"

    Even if we see the Trinity reactions, Arcia will not waver in any way. The face covered in the eye bands can''t read the expression and I don''t even know if it''s serious.

    "Nothing, you really don''t have to get married, do you?

    You can, though.

    Not to say, Arcia goes on.

    "With Val as your fianc¨¦e, you wouldn''t be willing to screw your own daughter with any thick-faced, shameless person, would you?

    "Well, it is, isn''t it?"

    A hero who took over Il Canjual.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who saved the world.

    And an extinct beauty.

    With decent nerves and shame, you wouldn''t even be willing to fight it.

    Although he was relieved that the impact of the words unleashed by Alcia was too strong.

    "So, who''s Acorn also your fianc¨¦e?

    The word sloppy...... is heard by Jonah, who managed to swallow it.

    "Yuuto-kun returns to his hometown - a world called Chicu. This is a story that is known in part."

    "So?"

    "Assuming, if Yuto is going to Chicu, we will follow him with us. It doesn''t mean you don''t have someone to offer your daughter on those terms."

    Apart from the will of the person, Valtrude cannot make the same declaration.

    It also seems like a forceful push and sell that weakness......

    "I can''t deny it at all"

    "Yeah, I''ll just have to rip it out of Yuuto-kun as much as possible before I go home."

    "Scary story."

    "There, Mr. Acorn."

    "I?"

    Acorns listening back, making their eyes black and white.

    Normally, you should have noticed it at once, but when you''re a party, they can''t keep up with your understanding.

    "Yes, if Chicu had a fianc¨¦e, the other women wouldn''t be looking for you."

    "Yut, I said Arsia''s not my daughter, she''s a woman..."

    "Alcia, you look pretty good..."

    Two men talk to a blur, but on the surface Arcia is calm itself. The red eyelids are in the way, and the expression is still unclear.

    However, the mouth that was dewy was distorted by a smile.

    "In addition, Japan will be completely packed if told by law that bigamy is prohibited"

    "When I get back over there, I''m just a high school student. It''s not worth feeding."

    Such, Yut hammers in a dialogue that Yona is likely to work hard on again.

    "Yes, that''s why I need two fianc¨¦es."

    Chuckles, Alcia darkens her grin even more.

    "No, I feel like I''m being fooled..."

    "This is my wife''s hand. I''m not going to shake it up until I can''t help it. So just keep your head up, okay?

    "So that''s the most troublesome thing..."

    Fianc¨¦? Like a lover, a confession. Jumping past that stage, wife?

    Besides, Valtrude and Acorn?

    There are circumstances. Also understandable.

    But emotions aren''t that honest or simple.

    "Larsia will regret not being here. So many tears of blood."

    Exile''s sentiment made the meeting a break once.

 57 7. Two Distances, Two Feelings

    "If we were talking about turning down a political marriage, we''d have two fianc¨¦es"

    Even myself, I don''t know what you''re talking about.

    Even though the facts are stranger than the novel, I wonder if there is such a thing as a cap?

    Castle fortress in Falve.

    In one of its terraces (balconies), Yut was alone in his thoughts.

    The sun almost sets and instead the street lights start to stand out in the streets under your eyes. More than six months have passed since installation, but the light of the Light Fire (Light), sealed in Bold Iron (Crystal Iron), has not diminished.

    Normally, the bustle should be on fire at this hour, but the bustle had been heard so far. Sometimes the night is good and there are a lot of dwarves, and the night in this city is long.

    Fully familiar everyday sights.

    In contrast to such a peaceful city of Falve, Yut''s heart is disturbed by thousands.

    I like Valtrude.

    Embarrassing. It''s not like there''s no resistance to be sure.

    But let''s admit it.

    And...

    At the same time, I don''t hate acorns. That''s not all. I was not just a friend, I was not a childhood friend, I had seen it as one woman.

    Was it just a real surprise that Arcia told you to make Acorn your fianc¨¦e too? If asked, I''m not sure I can affirm it.

    "Was I such an untrue man..."

    I can''t stop worrying.

    But here I find out.

    "In the first place, you''re talking about what Zhu Yan thinks. Damn, even though I couldn''t afford it, I was only thinking about myself"

    Strike your head against the fence on the terrace and quell the mind that rises with that pain.

    "That''s right. Zhu Yan was just totally involved, and that''s why he''s my fianc¨¦e. I don''t know. You''re the biggest victim."

    First, let''s talk to her.

    The moment I decided to do so and looked back.

    "Were you here?

    "Acorn......"

    We have to talk. At the same time, a childhood friend came from the other side who had difficulty seeing his face properly.

    "Just in the right place. Actually..."

    But I can''t say that either. Yut never opens his mouth.

    "Let me guess what the brave man is thinking?

    "Huh?"

    Unexpectedly, the yut hardens.

    As he sewed the gap, Acorn approached Yut one step further.

    Close enough for your hands to touch each other.

    Exhale mixed and close enough to hear the sound of the heart.

    Much taller than Yut in memory. You''ll have to stretch your back to keep your eyes on each other.

    "I like Val, but I don''t hate Zhuyin either. I suck at this... You think so."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Totally said, Yut can''t carry on two sentences.

    Fluffy retreat, but that Acorn won''t allow. I grabbed the robe and stopped Yut from getting to the spot.

    "There''s no choice, is there? It''s a boy. You''re not even married, but it''s a weird story to fuck, and in the first place, you''re okay with bigamy, right?

    "I think it''s not illegal..."

    "And after worrying all the way through, he realized he hadn''t confirmed what I thought and tried to find it"

    "... you''re my stalker."

    "Maybe."

    The two stare at each other in a conversation similar to the first time we broke up. The difference is, is it a distance from each other?

    "As far as I''m concerned, I''m lucky to think so."

    "What do you mean?"

    I couldn''t say until the end that it meant something.

    Acorn finally stretches his back and hugs him to fall in.

    Two soft puffs crumbled with Yut''s chest. As soon as I understand what it is, my cheeks, no, my whole face has heat.

    Reflectively, Yuut sees Acorn''s face.

    To that yuut, the acorn that brings his face closer.

    The distance between them reached zero, and something soft and important touched Yut''s cheek.

    "I like it, brave man. Ever, ever since I was a kid. But my favorite size, now is the best."

    It''s not like the usual confident smile.

    Cut, looks happy, looks embarrassed.

    With such a complicated smile, Acorn confessed.

    Small, only half a step away from her. A slight smell of perfume was carried in the winter breeze. No, I may have simply created room to feel it.

    "Zhuyin..."

    I''m not saying I didn''t realize.

    There were times when I was a little alienated, but that doesn''t matter either.

    If I hadn''t come to this world, I might have been dating over there. The words I said to Larsia and Exile are not lies.

    "Well, that''s why. Never mind about me? Yeah. I told you how I feel, so look at me more."

    Apparently Acorn was the limit, too.

    That''s all I told him, and Yut''s reply ran off like he was running away once and for all without even trying to hear it.

    Unlike her usual sophistication.

    It''s not even like a childhood friend you should have known for a long time.

    With such a new acorn shown off, Yuut''s thought circuit freezes completely.

    Unconsciously, I take my hand to my right cheek - where I was kissed - but I couldn''t even tell if I should touch it.

    "Sorry about earlier"

    Acorn, who left Yut on the terrace and tried to return to his room one foot away, at a different moment in Valtrude in the hallway within the fortress.

    Stop your legs, Acorn said.

    "But I''m not going to lose anything"

    "That''s the same for me"

    After a few steps too far, the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) also stops and turns back to the favorite enemy girl as a friend we just met a few days ago.

    "Yeah. When I mentioned giving up or giving up on the brave guy here, I was just pulling it off. You won''t hit it, though."

    "I''m not that clean of a woman. An adventurer is more self-righteous."

    Two beautiful girls laugh invincibly.

    "The brave man was on the balcony there."

    "Thank you. Thank you"

    Valtrude is a relaxed foothold and walks down the hallway.

    And around the corner - I got up to speed all at once.

    The rate at which Alcia is likely to start preaching if she finds it, but Valtrude doesn''t care, and he doesn''t breathe.

    When the Virgin, who ran through at high speed, got there, Yut was still standing up with her hands on her cheeks.

    It wasn''t the Great Mage (Arch Magi) who was there, it was just a boy.

    "Yut!"

    "Oh, to Val..."

    As if I woke up from a dream.

    Or, as if he had moved on to his next dream, turn his eyes towards Valtrude, where Yut is about to blink.

    Only then can Valtrude tell that there was something with the acorn.

    But I''m not in a hurry.

    I can''t even be angry.

    This is a fight.

    I didn''t talk to anyone. Yes, I knew by instinct.

    Calmly measure our strength, push our own strengths, and place bets even if we think we are reckless where we compete. We need such prudence, rush and boldness.

    I haven''t figured out my strengths, as always......

    "I just want to ask you one thing, one thing"

    "Huh? It''s sudden."

    Yes, the battle.

    Then the first must win. One hit special.

    "Is it me that''s the best thing about Yut?

    "Oh, sure."

    That''s all I can say with my chest up.

    "Right."

    Be happy.

    Even though it was just that, Valtrude laughed with real pleasure.

    Despite the winter sky, Yut associates the twist of the great wheel.

    "If you hear that, I''m good enough"

    "Huh? That''s all?

    "Mm-hmm. I don''t even know what Acorn feels like. But I don''t. Well, when Yut and I get into the world, we feel lonely..."

    At the end of the day, be just a little weak.

    I said it as if it were not the twist of a large wheel, but a fluffy, white, transparent evening face.

    "It is...... Sorry."

    "You don''t have to apologize"

    "But all of a sudden, you two fianc¨¦es, you''re usually angry, right?

    "Hmm? Right. I''m surprised... nobility is such a thing"

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    The two of us had different common sense.

    "Is that it? Could Valko be not very resistant to polygamy...?

    "It''s not like that, but I''m not convinced..."

    But Valtrude gave up on linguisation.

    "Anyway."

    Separate sounds and sounds, cut off your teeth, says Valtrude.

    "I also have feelings of, uh, exclusivity and jealousy. But if Yut says it''s best, then all of that can disappear. You get it?

    "Oh, wow."

    That was an uninspiring reply, but for now I seem satisfied.

    "It''s harder for me to worry about Yut a lot than that"

    "Ha... You''re no match for Val."

    Exhale loudly, and Yut looks up into the sky.

    I still can''t find the answer to Acorn.

    Valtrude has told me that he will not reject acorns, but the ethics he has raised here since birth do not snort easily.

    Still......

    "The other way around, Val."

    "What is it? And the Valko will tell you to stop."

    "You can be proud of me. It''s Valko who''s making the Great Sorcerer so desperate for the country to recite and push his wife."

    ".................. Shh!!

    Perfectly, Valtrude tenses his whole body like a small animal surprised by the sound of things and turns his face bright red.

    Most of all, the yut that I said is similar.

    "Right. Um, yeah."

    Valtrude clutches a bold iron (crystal iron) necklace that is unconsciously lowered from his chest.

    An important gift given that day with Yut''s feelings.

    The hand now moves to the lips.

    Where I touched Yut''s feelings that day.

    "Wow, I''m going back!

    I remember so many things, and then I couldn''t stop being aware of them.

    Valtrude ran the same way he did when he came and went back inside the fortress.

    "It was like a storm..."

    Unoriginal metaphor, but acorns and valtrudes. Talking to two different types of beautiful girls was exactly typhoon-like momentum.

    "Oh, there''s so much going on, I forgot to tell Mr. Arcia to scold Jonah"

    Now let''s never forget it.

    With that in mind, Yut also goes back inside. Take your time not to see Valtrude on the way.

 58 8. The meeting proceeds

    "You look a little better."

    "I don''t care if they say that in the dark. I mean, you don''t get the look, do you?

    "What do you think?

    Alcia smiled brilliantly at Yut when she returned to her room.

    Yut surrenders in vain as much as he pursues, and sits down in his usual seat.

    Valtrude on the left. Acorn next to right. They didn''t say anything, and the story just now should be a secret.

    And yet. No, that''s why.

    Nature and palpitations are faster and I can''t see the two faces properly.

    "So it''s time to get down to business"

    "No, it wasn''t really the point yet. I don''t care if Prince Alsace comes or not anymore?

    "I don''t think it''s up to you."

    Alcia kicks over exhausted Yut''s hopes.

    Look around together and put the next agenda on top.

    "Let''s get down to business. What will you do to prepare for Prince Alsace?"

    "Arcia is tough"

    "Now you''ve decided not to spoil it."

    I don''t expect Jonah and Exile from the beginning. Yut puts his arms together and switches heads.

    I switched it. Okay, but I was still better off considering political issues.

    "From the other side, you haven''t said anything about days or scale yet."

    "Then why don''t you decide?"

    "That''s not true. We can negotiate with each other by offering acceptable limits."

    "Negotiate..."

    He''s a hero, even if he tells me he''s a Virgin. Valtrude, formerly of the common people. If it was a request from the royal family, they only had in mind to fulfill that request to the fullest.

    That''s the same with acorns you only know in fiction, such as royal nobility.

    "I see. So you''re going to need a lot of simulations? I think it''s going to be some kind of airline theory on the desk."

    "First of all, it''s like a tap stand or brainstorming."

    Two people breathing beside each other.

    Even if he sees such yut and acorns, Valtrude doesn''t wander off like he did earlier.

    I have a tiny pain, but now the medicine of trust heals me.

    "I''d rather hope than assume, but I''d be happy to have as large a visiting mission as possible."

    With such a change in Valtrude, only Arcia doesn''t break down her work mode.

    "Is that all right? Though it seems harder to have a larger number."

    "I agree with Exile."

    "Ah. Val and Egg agree, which means a mistake"

    Valtrude''s smile solidifies in the unforgiving words of Jonah.

    "That''s what they say. Unless this is a fight."

    "Old man, you should be a little shocked"

    "Bringing a lot of people in means the people who take care of them will come for that, right?

    Few things exist in the House of Counts of Istas: servants who are needed in the house of nobility.

    Sometimes it hasn''t been necessary before, and even if it is, it is for the maintenance of this fortress and the support of the clerks, and there is no surplus personnel.

    That''s in a month, and it''s impossible to have all the people you can trust.

    "... but that would require a place to stay the other way around, wouldn''t it?

    "You just have to build it."

    Said Arcia, a little insecure to the point of shopping.

    "Alcia, you''re right. It''s easiest for us to build a private dormitory and leave security and care to the servants brought from Wang Du."

    "I can hear common sense crumbling."

    "No, don''t you have to bother building it? If you use the Invisible Mansion spell, you can hold 100 people for three days..."

    It is extremely natural for adventurers traveling the dungeons or outdoors to pursue safe camping.

    For this reason, the sorcerers of the past (wizards) have developed many spells for this purpose.

    The "Invisible Mansion" Yut uttered is a science spell on the seventh staircase.

    It''s a fairytale spell where a thick wooden door appears when you activate a spell by specifying a point in the space, and a magnificent mansion exists ahead of you creeping through it. Of course, that door cannot be opened to humans who the spell-using surgeon does not allow.

    However, if it is possible to travel back and forth to the base with Moment Travel (Teleport), it is also a discreet spell because it is not necessary to use it on purpose.

    "Looks like it wasn''t my common sense that collapsed, it was the brave one..."

    Acorn tells me like I''m tired, but I just have to get used to all this.

    "So let''s try to get as many people over there as possible. Whatever, we can afford it."

    "Something seems wrong, but is that the best...?

    "Val, if you hurry, go around."

    "Right. Yeah. Right."

    With the permission of the leader, the first policy is decided.

    "Later, where do I show it when I inspect?

    "Right. This will depend on the other party''s wishes."

    "Even so, I can''t believe what we''re supposed to see, even get on the carriage railroad and have a look at the Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) products... about?

    "Yut, I''ve forgotten this castle fortress."

    "Oh......"

    Yut never had a particular faith, even in this Brewers, where God is real.

    For this reason we tend to forget that this fortress of the Falve, which emerged due to the miracle of the Hellenonian God, is, in part, the object of faith.

    "You should do something welcoming here once or so."

    Next to Yut and Valtrude talking that way, Acorn rounds his eyes when he hears from Jonah the origins of this fortress.

    "Normally I''m awake, was that good?

    "Hmm? Sure."

    Valtrude necks me if I don''t know what you''re talking about.

    From the acorn, it''s like living in a shrine, a little awe-inspiring, but it seemed like a different feeling.

    "Then the opponent is as large a number as possible. Bold iron in this castle fortress, carriage railway and Mainz. Let''s ask Mr. Claude and the others for a plan that focuses on inspections around here."

    "Right."

    "I''ll call you!

    I guess I was free the rest of the time. Jonah leaves the room without even hearing back.

    Yuut spoke to Exile as he dropped him off behind that.

    "By the way, there''s something I''d like to ask of an old man from Exile."

    "What? That''s unusual."

    "Can you build me an army of Counts Istas?

    "I was going to... but it''s sudden. What reason is that?

    "I guess it''s mainly about Fujiko"

    If only it were to be called protection, Prince Alsace''s accompaniment and personnel from the Temple of Hellenonia would suffice. Plus, it would be perfect if Larsia helped to sweep away the disturbing molecules - if any, but - as well.

    However, there is a problem in terms of constitution that we cannot put forward our own force for security.

    "In the meantime, I wish I could collect mercenaries and stuff with gold and tailor them like that..."

    "Right...... Well, it''s a boat to cross."

    Exile exhales loudly, as if determined to do something.

    "One thing, on the other hand, I have a suggestion from here"

    "Do you have any ideas?

    "Oh. I''m moving my tribe over here. and organize troops out of it"

    "... I see"

    If you are a unit of the Rock Titans (Jarloot), you are perfect for war.

    In addition, the criteria for comparison will differ from those of a normal human army, and even if it is somewhat less sophisticated, it may be possible to clear the issue of appearance.

    "If it''s the same burning blade, it''s better that way. All right, I don''t care about the money, so please hurry up."

    "I understand."

    Instant Instant by Top Down.

    This speed of decision-making would be a major feature of the House of Counts of Istas.

    "A unit of rock giants? Looking forward to your practice."

    There is no difference between Valtrude, the lord.

    "Calling, I''m over it."

    There, Claude Laker, the head clerk of the Count Istas family, showed up as if he had measured the timing.

    The old man has total gray hair, but his skin is glossy and his eyes are more powerful than when he came here.

    I got a rewarding position and a job, and it was as if I was young.

    "You were already leaving, weren''t you? I''m sorry."

    "No, the lords were in a meeting, so we were waiting"

    I''m more sorry that way. Besides, half of that meeting was a romantic story - and I couldn''t say it even if my mouth was torn.

    "I had you come all the way here for an errand--"

    Make sure Jonah gets back to her seat, then start explaining for Claude.

    Even so, it will not take that long because it is not yet at a specific stage.

    that, as the destination of Prince Alsace, he wishes the Count of Istas territory.

    I want you to work out a plan for where to inspect at that time.

    What matters is these two things.

    "Oh my..."

    Claude, who heard Yut''s explanation, opened his eyes to surprise at first, trembling with emotion and full of motivation - but clouded his face when he heard the appointment was a month later.

    "On that date, it overlaps with the" Territorial Cultural Festival "..."

    "Ahhh."

    Totally, I forgot.

    Not only Yut, but Alcia is smiling bitterly that she failed as well.

    "Huh? A cultural festival?

    "Something Yut said. Representatives gather in one of the villages in the territory to play sword games and brag about their specialties."

    "Ha. Until then..."

    It would have been a while ago if it had been, and Yut was supposed to return to Earth in view of that event.

    "To be honest, it''s not impossible to get ready at the same time..."

    "It''s impotent, isn''t it"

    There was so much overlap, it seemed like it was totally falling out.

    "Defer or do what. I''m going to make some adjustments around here."

    "Ha. First of all, here are a few assumptions that we will work out a plan for."

    I left with my back stretched nicely enough to make him wonder if I should leave the organization of the army to him, not Exile.

    "Yut, Alcia. Now you''ve decided what to decide?

    "Right. I''m going to be busy..."

    I also feel like I''ve flown to unrelated stories along the way, but now I don''t think deeply.

    That''s when Acorn reluctantly raised his hand.

    "Speaking of which, Yut. What did you ask me to do?

    "Huh? That? That..."

    "I told you, first"

    "Oh, yes, they do"

    When told and remembered, Yut scratches his head and deludes him.

    "I''ll tweak it as much as I can to have it done over there, but I think we''re gonna have to do about one dinner party hosted by Valtrude."

    "I don''t know, something like that? And I don''t know better why I''m involved there."

    "Yeah. So I thought I''d get Acorn to serve the dishes."

    "Huh? Me?

    "There''s not going to be any other suitors. Please."

    "Oh, yes, yes. Cooking, cooking. That much, anything...? I cook for the prince?

    "Yeah. Nice to meet you."

    "Yeahhhh!?"

    Stunning.

    And wolf.

    I am struck by a greater shock in a sense than the insane fact that I have come to another world.

    Acorn couldn''t think of anything, he was just hearing the sound of his voice echoing.

 59 9. The Darkness of Hardenturm

    This was the first time Larsia had visited Hardenturm.

    But that doesn''t change anything. As long as humans are human.

    First, listen to the conversation around some taverns.

    Most of it was unrelated and beneficial, but by sundown Larsia had left the store and moved.

    In the deepest part of Hardenthurm, there are liquor stores, whorehouses and casinos open until late at night.

    Without hesitation on its back street, Larsia proceeded and knocked on the door at the back door of one of the taverns.

    What came out of it was a bald-headed big man with no one ear.

    Though turning an astonishing glance at Larsia, who can only be seen by children, he led them underground as soon as they grabbed the gold coin.

    It was a casino.

    Nor is that recognised by Hardenturm''s council, illegal.

    I mean, it''s Larsia''s destination.

    As I said in my introduction to Akane, a bandit (Rogue) cannot be named without being able to gather this much information.

    At short notice, he moved around the whole thing in an unfamiliar manner, eventually settling his hips on the table of cards. In fact, Larsia had too high a chair position and had a hard time sitting down.

    Seeing Larsia like that, the dealer would have thought of the other guests present.

    The duck is here.

    Knowing no such thoughts, Larsia economically piles about 10 gold coins on hand.

    "Force align, are you sure?

    "Yeah. Nice to meet you."

    In the Brewers, a common card game.

    The details are different, but the image is close when it comes to aligning the roles of mahjong with the cards...

    Dealers hand out their first hand notes to participants, including themselves, and exchange cards silently until the roles are complete.

    "Oh, here you go."

    The first person to raise his voice of joy in that game was Larsia, or should I say as a guide.

    "It''s up, isn''t it? Double Dragon"

    Larsia''s bills, spread out over the field, contained several sets of bills imprinted with red dragons (red dragons) and golden dragons (gold dragons).

    "Ahhh..."

    Sigh leaking from nobody.

    The stakes flow to Larsia.

    The participants, including the dealer, switched heads about once, wondering if it was a Beginner''s Rack.

    Force alignment is popular, but the element of luck is a big game, as I metaphorically said to Mahjong.

    So there''s no way we can keep winning.

    - If it''s normal.

    "Hey, you''re twisted!

    Of course, Larsia was not normal.

    Replacement of mountain bills to replace cards. Use the dexterity and speed of your hand to win with squid sama no one will find out.

    From Larsia, both the dealer and the other participants are equally just Guided Yamako.

    Ultimately, he took a seat where he added about a hundred gold coins.

    On leaving, innocence - I can''t say more generally than being in a place like this - I also remember to throw in gold coins, although only feelings, in the nostalgia of the attendant, who is a victim.

    For Larsia, to the extent that it was a bit lucrative, it was not an amount that the store could have seen.

    It''s not a rare story.

    The fact that a man who has won too much hurts on his way home and pretends to win, etc.

    "Well, it depends."

    Larsia, clapping her hands and dusting, looks down at the gorots rolling under her feet and laughs invincibly.

    Exactly, they were bad.

    Larsia, a famous bowman and user of the theoretical spell, can do anything with her bare hands, such as her opponent to such an extent that she has grown hair on such a golo.

    Totally unexpected, Gorotsuki, who fell and lay on the ground, had a full body taste of irrationality.

    "Ku...... Is that Grim Di''s move?

    "It''s not like that. In that sense, you might be on your side."

    "Don''t be ridiculous."

    "Well, fine. In the meantime, let me show you to your boss."

    Na?ve.

    Grabbing and causing the collar of a man under his feet with an innocent smile without any shards of evil.

    "Bedtime."

    "Which one are you talking about? I don''t think you''re the only one with a mouth. How''s it going around there?

    The cold feel of steel presses into the ears of that big man who put Larsia through the casino.

    When, were you taking out the dagger? Why didn''t you use it from the beginning?

    The doubts are endless.

    But there are things that are clear.

    "... ok. Guide. Follow me."

    That''s the fact that it''s impossible to beat a single grassland race (Magner) like this one, even if all the people in the organization are bundled.

    It''s been a week since Larsia came to Hardenturm.

    I don''t even know the big news that Yut, Valtrude and Acorn might be announced as fianc¨¦es, except that this meadow race that has moved on to the mission...

    "Brother, we''ve finally found Grim Di''s gangster."

    - It had become a face that united the society behind Hardenturm.

    headquarters of the organization.

    In a room present in the basement of a certain whorehouse, Larsia received the reward.

    Luxuriously decorated, the throne is dedicated to Larsia.

    One hand of wine made in the elves and shipped only in small quantities, look through the report. You just look like a complete villain. Though the last line did not yet seem to have been crossed around not letting the women of the meadow race be samurai.

    "Them. He was a runner from the king''s capital."

    "It doesn''t make sense, people, colossus, anything."

    "Hmm. I see. Of course I couldn''t find it."

    Larsia, who mastered the organization, made the integration of a number of criminal organizations that coincided with the Solemnity of Discipline, and was at the top of it.

    But it is only a means to an end.

    Crush organizations of poor nature, which leap in the society behind Hardenturm.

    That''s the request from Yut.

    If Yut had seen this sight, he would have held his head saying to pick off suspicious tissue and no one had told him to unite the world at night.

    And it wasn''t such a distant future that it became a reality.

    "You''ve thought about using the ship as your home base."

    Grim Di, a criminal organization that has flown from Wang Du.

    That was Larsia''s target.

    I do not know for any reason why I have entered Hardenturm from the Wang capital, but I have dyed my hands in all kinds of crimes in this short period of time, including break-ins into the Chamber of Commerce, robberies, kidnappings, human trafficking, etc.

    Something cute, like an illegal casino.

    It seemed that the reason I moved so flashly and couldn''t reach the pursuit was because the base was not on land, but on the sea.

    Repeated sailing and returning to port would be suspicious, but if you want port officials to hold the money, you just have to take it hostage and threaten it.

    "Well, I''ll be there."

    "Wait for me, brother!

    "Why don''t you take us too!

    "No, I can''t. I''ll get in the way."

    "Oh no..."

    "You just have to shut up and wait for me to come home."

    In what can be described as a harsh tone, Larsia follows his throne.

    "No, can''t you just shut up?"

    "Brother?"

    "Now wait for the good news while you make a scene."

    Without even looking back, I take something out of my nose and throw it behind my back.

    Like a wipe bag. When it fell to the floor, dozens of gold coins came out of my mouth.

    "Take care!

    Larsia leaves the basement with the chanting of her children on her back.

    The figure would soon have been lost sight of the crowd and the darkness, even if someone was tailing him.

    That hasn''t changed since we infiltrated the interior of our destination, the Carrack ship.

    In the midst of a merchant ship that is a safe haven for enemy organizations, he went for the bottom first, hiding in the shadows, or sticking to the ceiling and overwatching.

    If Valtrude or Exile were with us, they would have gotten in from the front.

    As far as that part was concerned, Yut''s judgment was the right material.

    Larsia naturally gets to the bottom of the ship without a drop of blood.

    And I saw ugly things there.

    "Ugh..."

    "Oh......"

    Numerous groans.

    The smell is also terrible, and the air mixed with the smell of Iso and unclean body odor and something else is hard to exhaust to the brush tongue.

    "Oh man..."

    To its source are men and women connected like slaves. Twenty people won''t let go.

    "You licked me and Yut."

    Nature and anger gush.

    But Larsia was calm.

    Even in terrible conditions, we find that there are no victims in danger of their lives. No, we turn our heels back to the cabin.

    First, slap your head.

    So if you don''t surrender, let''s finish it one by one without showing up.

    With such a rough plan, he reached the most luxurious cabin with the same covert actions as when he headed to the bottom of the ship.

    And the crime that leaks through the door.

    "Ha, ha. Die! Die! Die!"

    Like crazy.

    No, actually a crazy scream.

    At the same time, I hear dull noises.

    "That''s it!

    I also forgot to check the trap, and Larsia jumps into the room in a hurry.

    The misery that spreads there was, however, something different from what I had imagined.

    A man with plenty of fat hair sparse is waving down something like a stick and slamming it on a pathetic victim.

    "Dead! Of course you do! Kill him and he dies! Haha, hahahahahaha!

    However, it is not man who is being beaten.

    Scattered on the floor of the cabin were the remains of livestock such as chickens, pigs and goats. All of them do not say head, but body, and are scattered with blood, flesh and bones.

    "Then what was that non-dying human being! It''s so exciting!"

    Completely, the mental equilibrium was out.

    That doesn''t even realize Larsia came in. Or even if you realize it, it''s obvious from your inadvertent immersion in your own actions.

    If you stop by and take a closer look, there''s plenty of fat around your belly, but its face is different.

    He made it look like a skeleton, and only his eyes glowed slightly.

    He may have once been the face of the back society, but there is no shadow to see.

    "That sounds like a lot of things I can''t do..."

    Larsia back from self-loss crushes with a bitter look.

    It''s just a big deal to have this look on this meadow species, but no one can be proud of anyone.

    "Expect other decent people"

    A silver light straddled the dim room.

    "Kahu."

    Making strange noises, Grim Di''s leader leans heavily against him.

    It''s like showing off a knife growing out of your throat.

    How to make a noise and fall down, for a while there was a sound of air leaking out of the hippocampus, but eventually it also stops.

    After seeing it through, Larsia started searching the room.

    "Even so, he was eaten to death by an undead human being."

    In doing so, I recall what the man said earlier.

    If it''s outdoors (Wildanes) or labyrinths (dungeons), there''s no time for such monsters. But if it''s a city, it''s a different story.

    "I wonder if that''s what you mean by being chased and coming from Sejour to Hardenturm"

    Larsia mouths a speculation that resembles certainty as she looks at the letter she wrote where it was still decent.

    The arrival of dragons in one place may chase the land, and tribes of goblins and oaks may flow to another region.

    So who is Grim Di, who was operating in the Wang capital, who was driven until the chief went insane...?

    "Yut...... This could be pretty deep..."

    Cheerful meadow species quiver their bodies.

    Once confronted, "The Book of Nothingness" (Kaios Evil). Similar, Larsia felt the creeps...

 60 1. See

    When Larsia was making a difference in the society behind Hardenturm, Yut had a meeting in Sejour, the king''s capital.

    The discussion went well.

    There was also an advance meeting, from which the outline of the visit was immediately compiled: travelling from Falve to Mainz by carriage rail and attending the "Territorial Festival of Culture¡±.

    The discussion went well.

    Finally, one thing. Except that agreement could not be reached on the most important part.

    "Unfortunately, your hopes cannot be fulfilled"

    "What do you mean?

    Dieter Shakel, Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    Turn your gaze to the eye-sharp, magnificent man, whom Yut can call suspicious.

    "Prince Alsace''s enlightenment is small. Her Royal Highness and her fianc¨¦, Miss Eudit Malemias. Plus, a few associates. That''s all I want to do."

    The Prime Minister of the Kingdom, who answers calmly, does not disturb the hair raised behind him, and does not have a single colour of fatigue on his stern face.

    It looks like the commander is communicating a determined operation to his men.

    Even so, it can''t be very acceptable.

    "... are you serious?

    "It is your hope and political circumstances. I want you to accept."

    Prime Minister''s office in the royal palace.

    In a dedicated reception room adjacent to it, Yut also rides his voice with discomfort and expresses his dissatisfaction.

    Leather sofa. A polished low table. Prepared on top of that, tea set.

    All of which are first-rate and may also be used to negotiate with foreign countries, deserve this luxurious room.

    That''s all I''m prepared for, which means I''m never taking a light-hearted look at Yut, the Earl of Istas. And yet, what is this unscrupulous demand?

    (Is there a back...)

    Without even trying to hide what he notices, Yut herbalizes in a transverse manner.

    Fresh acidity and slight sweetness. I didn''t know what herbs I was using, but only that it was delicious. Also, that makes me strangely angry.

    "When it comes to enlightenment in the few, the quarters are -"

    Falve''s fortress, I hope.

    "Clearly, we can''t have a decent reception, can we?

    "It''s... I know"

    Shrink your tight body and the Prime Minister also glimpses agony.

    I''m an interim manager, too.

    "On the contrary, safety cannot be guaranteed either. I refuse to talk about this."

    But it has nothing to do with Yut. That''s not what I learned, such as that position.

    I''m sorry to be held accountable for something, but if it turns out to be a war, it won''t look like a disaster to Acorn.

    People, monsters, animals.

    I have taken that life and so on. But I didn''t want to show that to Acorn.

    "Official documents will be available later. Now, excuse me."

    Full of rejection of words and attitudes, Yut took a seat.

    Though not far from Valtrude, it is a refreshing way to make what you see seem.

    "Okay. Will you sit down?"

    "I don''t like it."

    "Become!?"

    I knew there would be circumstances.

    That''s what you want to hide as much as possible.

    But it has nothing to do with Yut. That''s not what I learned, such as that position.

    Prince Alsace himself has no grudges. On the contrary, he thinks we can cooperate to the maximum extent possible. This is not just Yut''s idea, but the general thrust of his peers.

    That''s why I''m not going to give in to dishonest negotiators.

    Just as Dieter Shakel strives to maximize his national interests as Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Rotosilt, so Yut Amaxa must benefit his lords and inhabitants as a housekeeper of the Count Istas family.

    "Do you mean to refuse a visit? If you do that..."

    "What happens?

    Dieter Shakel had no choice but to remain silent, hinting at his own punishment.

    In fact, there are few bills that can be cut from the royal family to Uncle Istas.

    The exemption from military service was reversed early, and arbitration also failed during troubles with the Baldur border uncle. There has also been little cooperation associated with the development of new territories.

    Of course, I''m pretty sure the royal family is superior.

    Undoubtedly, it was a relationship that they formed because they were being respectful.

    "I''m sorry"

    That''s what you should call a politician.

    Dieter Shakel stood up off the couch and bowed his head when both decency and self-esteem of being Prime Minister were thrown away in an instant.

    But it''s not that kind of response that I want Yut.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Since that letter was sent, the stress that has accumulated rages in the yut.

    This archmage (Arch Magi), who has been praised by Acorn as accepting and overcoming any predicament, has a limit.

    Am I allowed to do enough to kick down this fancy couch and unleash a group of wildcats?

    When I was obsessed with such delusions, suddenly, the door opened.

    "Lord Yut, it seems my minister has lost his courtesy. Let''s apologize."

    "¡­ Your Majesty!

    The prime minister rushes to grace his men. This appearance seemed completely unscheduled.

    Neither can Yut be just as calm in this development.

    Charlton III.

    Old man with gray hair and a long beard.

    Kings of looks like anything.

    But it was also clear from its breastplate, which was thick for the old man, and its prestigious walk, that he was not just an old man.

    The Lord of the kingdom of Rotosilt shall be a samurai at the same time as he is king. He was embodying it.

    "No thanks needed. Sit down."

    Sit back on the couch vacated by Dieter Shakel in extremely natural motion.

    The Chancellor hastily refrained behind it, usually black-and-white his eyes emitting sharp light.

    "Excuse me."

    Yut came face to face with the king as a great magician and adventurer, not as a minister of Valtrude.

    King Charlton called it "Lord Yut".

    I mean, I guess we need to talk to the hero who saved the world from the king''s capital, not the house slaughter of the Istas. At least, that''s what Yut decided, and that didn''t seem to be an error.

    "You misjudged him, Schukel."

    "Ha. I don''t have any words to give back"

    In contrast to the dazzling King Charlton, the Chancellor is transforming himself into a model for the expression the end of a sweat face.

    Looking at those two, Yut waits for words.

    "Silver March''s Kera Forest. Behind it lies the ruins protected by nature worshippers (Druids)."

    "That''s... that''s your first ear"

    It is a land to govern, while at the same time adventurers were the centerpiece of activity.

    But I never heard of that.

    "Well, closed nature worshippers seem to have that much secrets..."

    "Behind the ruins lies a great swirl of hexagenic elements, preceded by the altar of the Hellenonian God."

    "Old, it''s a festival"

    Following the Prime Minister''s explanation, King Charlton snaps with a distant eye.

    Now interrupted, the secret to be passed on to the Rothschild royal family.

    By overthrowing the guardian of the altar, he took an oath as a new king and said that he would engrave on himself the crest of the long sword of the Hellenonian God.

    "That must bear witness."

    "I see. So you''re practically a prince by yourself..."

    Even though the only direct male is Prince Alsace, he has been missing for twenty years. If you just consider it a problem to be on the throne, you''re still a good one. Some voices encourage abolition and the reign of bystander royalty.

    That was why Prince Alsace had yet to be officially raised.

    But finishing the ritual according to the ancient ritual also changes its flow.

    "I understand why you wanted to keep it a secret..."

    Yut turns his sharp gaze to Dieter Schukel, who refrains behind Charlton III.

    Perhaps the visit was final or intended to reveal this during the visit. Anticipating a time when you''ll never be able to say no.

    "What you''ve taught me is that you want us as adventurers to expose ourselves to that quest?

    "Are you laughing at your parents?

    "No, it would be appropriate"

    At least, Valtrude won''t say no.

    That is synonymous with taking that request.

    "Right."

    Charlton III falls slightly short of companionship.

    The expression was the father himself worried about his son.

    I can''t thank you enough.

    "I''ll take it if it''s a reasonable request. Because we are adventurers."

    "If you''re an adventurer, you''ll need a reward"

    Nowhere is the shadow of a man who ran for his son.

    The old king proclaimed in a dignified voice.

    "And if they have done so, they shall ascend Uncle Istas unto the Marquis in the name of Alsace king of Rothschild."

    Is that so...

    Though he drowned his head unintentionally, Yut was impressed.

    You cannot essentially follow the people who gather Valtrude beneath her. And if you still want to take it in, what do you do?

    Easy.

    We just have to give it status and power, pull it up and integrate the interests of the country and the Valtrudes.

    "King, then..."

    "Uhm. If Alsace proves himself, the rest will leave the throne. Nevertheless, he''s still a young man. Hold on tight."

    "Even in lieu of my life"

    I smile bitterly in my heart when I look at the Lord, who pledges allegiance once again, that you have taken one......

    Nothing, I don''t mind because I have no intention of rebelling or going down on you.

    "I''ve already given you my insights, but it''s like doing the Lord Yut''s epistle at that time"

    "My pleasure."

    "On that matter, after all, are you going to take the direct jurisdiction near the north tower wall as baron territory?

    To confirmation in the form of Yut''s guess, the Chancellor opened his eyes and Charlton III nodded back slightly late.

    "If securing it also as a source of ploy is the limit, and the aim is to emigrate residents...... why not leave this story, without it?

    Yes, I say the opposite of a meeting with my colleagues.

    Source, that is, the land that packs into the northern tower walls and supplies the soldiers who defend the realm of mankind from the forces of the Verga Empire who attempt to invade.

    "No, its inhabitants will accept in the territory of the Earl of Istas. So you don''t have to recite it just for that."

    After that, Yut considered it in detail.

    Feel like a real escape.

    Accepting residents is fine. Laying the carriage railroad would be good, too, well.

    But after it''s blank, assuming you let in the Tunda soldiers, you don''t have that handover. Recruitment also takes time.

    "Let the empty village have soldiers and their families come in like half a farm and half a soldier. I''m usually a peasant, but in between, I do military coaching, and sometimes I fight as a soldier. In my hometown, I''m a soldier from Tunda."

    Then let the country bear half of the hardship.

    That''s what happened.

    "I see..."

    The King and the Chancellor listened to that Yut suggestion and showed him how to think about it.

    (Do you want to fold here?)

    Yut, who so decides, overlaps words even more.

    "It''s not my country, but there''s a country on Earth that has a system called the Associate Baron."

    "Associate Baron?

    "Simply put, land - nobility without territory. No, you may say civilians are treated as nobles."

    "What''s wrong with that?

    No annoyance or surprise. Just purely doubtful, the Prime Minister asks.

    "Ohh - if you are going to be recited me, make a corresponding title. Then I''ll take it."

    "I don''t need territory, but I want status. You might be told you just want to avoid any trouble?

    "If you want to say it, let me say it. If there''s anything I can say to this great sorcerer."

    Overthrow Charlton III''s concerns in a tone and content that can be described as arrogant.

    "In the first place, right? In the future, the power of land-held aristocracy must be sharpened. It is the end of the day to bring chaos, but by their power, kingship is restricted. That would be the problem."

    "That''s right, but I''m doing it if I can"

    Dieter Schukel, Prime Minister of the Kingdom. He, too, is the Count with territory in the central part of the Rotosilt kingdom, although he leaves the rule of the main administration to his deputies.

    Those in key positions in the country, such as the ministerial class, are more or less like that, and the interests of the country and its own territory often clashed.

    "This is what happens when a nobleman without geographic ties automatically depends on the royal family that pays his salary, right?

    "The opposite is also expected......"

    "I think it mixes up with a rebellion against me and it''s going to be yummy"

    "Dieter."

    "Ha. We''ll consider it soon"

    Thus, the proposal, which began with Yut''s escape from reality, becomes an arrow that exfoliates the Rothschild kingdom from a feudal state to an absoluteist dynasty, but it is a long way from realizing it.

    "That''s right, Lord Great Sage''s high brother. You''re a wise man."

    I''ll give you a compliment, but I don''t have the wind to be proud because I think I just canned with pluralism. Nor will I deny that I am not a disciple of Vainamarinen because it is troublesome.

    Yut didn''t realize it was creating a big feeling again.

    "Then again, I need you to marry me as soon as possible to leave the Amaxa family behind."

    "You''re on your left."

    Dieter Schukel, who mainly agreed, leaves the reception room in a courtesy.

    "This is the application for marriage that is reaching the royal family."

    The crate placed on the floor by the returning Chancellor was japanese-style packed with bundles of matchmaking photos. If I let it out of the box and layered it, it would be a tower, not a bunch.

    Portraits that are undoubtedly beautified, matchmaking in the name of invitations to self-government, letters appealing to the desire to enter into a marital relationship within the elusive rhetoric, etc.

    It was an application filled with sincerity and greed.

    "Hundreds of years from now, it''s going to be a precious piece of history..."

    A great magician staring at it sincerely.

    "My royal family has daughters of the right age..."

    "I refuse. I already have a fianc¨¦e."

    "Hmm..."

    "Well, it''s still a promise, Valtrude and, uh, what is it? Like that."

    Bad tooth cut is half the embarrassment. And half the irrationality of why I have to tell these old men first if I haven''t told them to myself yet.

    "Isn''t that something to celebrate?"

    "As expected, it''s a welcome celebration."

    It blesses me mouth to mouth, but I can''t honestly accept it.

    "But the son with Uncle Istas shall be heir to the house of the Earl of Istas. So the other one or so of my wife-"

    "I haven''t given up on going home yet. Also, during the last incident, my fianc¨¦e in my hometown made a transfer to this Brewers."

    Yuut to explain as decided beforehand.

    In my heart, I was feeling like I was being rolled over Arcia''s palm.

    Besides, I actually don''t hate it that much.

    "Hmm. If so, Schukel"

    "Yes, I guess it''s inevitable"

    He seemed to convince me somehow.

    I feel like I''ve sacrificed various things, but it was a necessary sacrifice. I thought I slashed the horse crying, but it was just me who was slashed.

 61 2. What I Can Do (Previous)

    "Brave man. I''m here to wake you up."

    I don''t even wait to get back to you - you''re supposed to be asleep, so there can''t be a response - but Acorn with a basket of vines walks into Yut''s private room.

    When it comes to Yut''s room, it''s a bed-only room that carries only the bed in from Wang Du''s house.

    Yesterday, Yut, who left to travel (teleport) momentarily to Wangdu, returned at night with a tired face.

    Then we held meetings and processed paperwork, and it seemed like it wasn''t until late at night that we slept.

    Acorns could only be watched because they are not yet in a position to help, but the healing of being woken up by a maid should be able to provide.

    Yes, a maid.

    "Ugh, fall asleep feeling good"

    Place the basket under your feet and observe Yut''s sleeping face from the side in a knee-standing position.

    What acorns wearing smiling as they poked their childhood friends cheeks sleeping easily in bed was certainly what the world calls maid clothing.

    Tailored plain weave silk blouse with apron and large ribbon embellished chest. However, although skirting is a subtle occurrence of self, there is no alternative to that at this time.

    "I don''t think it''s a different world if it''s just here."

    He strokes Yut''s hair with a touch and glances with his hands to wrap his entire face around him.

    Unilateral skinship is unfolding while I say I''m here to wake you up, but this has been the case for a long time.

    "You kissed me here..."

    Finger a point on your cheek and touch your lips like a cherry blossom pinch at your fingertips.

    Acorn''s cheeks were reddish and his eyes slightly moist.

    Just remembering, I get bored.

    To be exact, that night, I jumped back into bed and rolled around in the middle of nowhere. Together, I remember it sounding odd.

    Embarrassing, glad.

    Sometimes expectations, sometimes anxiety strikes me.

    But I stepped in.

    Once you decide, don''t loosen the accelerator.

    (This outfit feels different...)

    But if Yut would be happy, I guess that would be okay...

    "Aka......"

    To Yut''s bedtime words, Acorn''s heart bounces.

    Hold your breath and stare at your childhood friend''s sleeping face as you eat in.

    "... Shea"

    - I''m not kidding, I stuck around like a cont.

    "... acacia?

    A well-positioned acorn turns his sharp gaze toward Yut.

    Sleeping happily, childhood friend.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa. I''m generous."

    Acorn calmed his mind in a dialogue like that of the Great King of Persia, which one day appeared in the movie he saw with Yut.

    "Acacia, that sounds like a name for a flower. I mean, a woman."

    But...... and I don''t jump short circuit here.

    Acorn was calm.

    Scary enough.

    "But from Yut''s behavior and surrounding attitude, there''s no way I know someone close enough to call his name in his sleep"

    Acacia, Acacia.

    Aka...... sia......

    "What, it''s not easy"

    Acorn laughed.

    It was a full smile.

    "Yut, it''s time to wake up"

    "Huh, oh...... Morning...?

    Yuut in the narrow between dreams and reality. The desktop screen is out, but it would be in a state where the hard drive is still moving crisply.

    To Yut in such a state, Acorn tended to be gentle in his ear.

    "Have you ever been woken up like this by Mr. Alcia?

    "Oh......"

    There is.

    It must have happened.

    Dreaming comfortably, Yut nods back.

    "You do."

    Determination without saying yes or no.

    Cold air reminiscent of an avalanche.

    "What?

    Driven by survival instincts, Yut''s eyes, which were half open, are opened.

    "I''d like to hear more about it."

    "Ah, yes."

    Yut, somehow, was seated upright on the bed.

    Why is there acorn?

    So close.

    Why are you dressed like a maid of honor?

    No, externally, it''s a maid of honor so far, okay?

    If I did, I wouldn''t have to wear it.

    It''s not bad.

    Haven''t you got your head around it or is it a reality escape?

    Anyway, the option of rejection was nowhere.

    "If you were asleep, would you say that Mr. Arcia was touching my face?"

    "What''s the situation?"

    Close.

    Exhale mixed, from acorns - I don''t know if it''s perfume or shampoo - but it smells slightly better.

    "Probably that one. You''re blind, so instead, you''re touching it and making sure it''s targeted thumbing."

    "So, did Mr. Alcia scream ''water'' or something?

    "Sounds like a creative episode, it..."

    Seeing how Yut was like that, Acorn got a spear.

    I knew from the beginning that there would be nothing. I just didn''t think anyone else would do this.

    "I''ll convince you. What more could it be?

    Step away, and circle around there for a spin. My skirt snaps and my healthy calf becomes dewy.

    "I''m so glad"

    "That''s more than anything."

    What about that reaction as a person? I decide not to think about it.

    If Acorn is satisfied, that''s fine.

    "Well, what can I do for you?

    "Two childhood friends in the morning room. School, isn''t it?

    "School nah. I''d like to make it early, but the interruptions make my job come in. When I''m done with this job, I''m going to spread soccer to the Brewers and create a future representative of Japan..."

    "Good luck with that. So, we were supposed to go out for breakfast together. Both of us."

    "Hmm? Oh...... Was it today?

    "That''s right."

    "Sorry."

    Apologize small and then finally get out of bed to get fit.

    "I don''t have a choice. It was late yesterday, wasn''t it?

    "But this bed is a magic device (magic item) that gives you twice as much sleep. There''s no excuse."

    "It''s a dream item... You know, all over the training ground."

    I''ll give you a thousand coins.

    "It''s a dream, but it''s another dream."

    I can''t say enough that people who can pay 5 to 10 million yen in Japanese yen can''t be chased in time... but at least, acorns can''t help.

    "Then get dressed for this. All right, first, cover your face over here."

    From the basket I brought in, a robe in my usual uniform. Then they serve hot towels - like thick hand tufted ones, as there is no towel land material - and take care of them worthwhile.

    "Was it a repair? It''s convenient."

    "I''m pretty sure you don''t need cleaning."

    Exactly. I turned around while dressing, but it''s like a skilled couple.

    "Okay. Do you want to go for breakfast"

    "That''s what this is about. It''s insane, really."

    Acorn grinned bitterly as he looked around at the pages of spell documents unfolding around him.

    "Moving Moments (Teleport)"

    Close your eyes unexpectedly in the dazzling light.

    Really, that''s all while.

    The next time they opened their eyes, the Yuts stood at the entrance to the village of Kaye, far from the fortress of Falve.

    Winter mornings and sunsets are delightful.

    As if to take a vibe into his sleeping body, Yut stretched out greatly to receive the sunlight all over his body.

    "Uh-huh. Surprise. Where did the air go where we are now?

    "I don''t know. But that''s what I''m thinking, so I can''t use the spell."

    Answer the acorn half-eyed, exhaling in a cold breath.

    The look quickly turned into something sinister though.

    "It''s cold in that outfit."

    I would have looked good if I could have taken my robe off and put it on, but it doesn''t work either.

    Eventually, he took off his uniform jacket while pinching his undressed robe aside, becoming a far-fetched thing to ask the acorns to weave their own feathers.

    "You don''t look good, me..."

    "Reality is such a thing."

    Yes, it was an acorn to give back to Dry, but he seemed happy.

    "Well, it''s time to go"

    Acorn says as he comes up with a fu as he walks all the farm roads lined with winter wheat fields.

    Speaking of which, I''ve never walked outside the city before.

    "Ugh. I''m sorry for the lack of liberty."

    "It''s not like I want to have an adventure. I don''t mind."

    I wave and deny that I really just somehow thought so.

    "I''m not here to travel."

    "When you move normally, it takes time."

    Arrive at the main entrance of the village, worried about your future life. He greeted the villagers who were turning gatekeepers and proceeded to walk to the village chief''s house.

    Acorns were circling their eyes on stone walls and moats surrounding the village, but spontaneously exercise their right to remain silent because they are likely to be able to tell the truth that they were made with spells, etc.

    Not so long after the Goblins'' raid, the village had already regained calm.

    None of the villages were fortunate that the wounded did not show up dead when they left.

    "Welcome, I''ve been waiting for you"

    The mayor of the village of Rosius in Kaye will greet you in front of the house.

    On the side, there was also Glenn Muller, his son and former adventurer.

    "Hi, sorry about the morning"

    "Terrible."

    "Oh, this is the next acorn I hired as a servant"

    "It''s acorn. Best regards,"

    The annoyance of explaining that you are a visitor one way or the guilt of spitting a small lie.

    If you put it on the balance, it leans toward the former.

    "Please, nothing, but we have breakfast for you."

    In the house, Marian, a former adventurer and magician (wizard) who has just become a mother, welcomes the yuts.

    The greeting is there too, moving to the table placed in front of the fireplace.

    For the first time I saw a "normal house," Acorn just ran his gaze inside the house.

    The building I''ve seen was basically stone built, but this house is wooden. The air is cold because of the low sealing, but the patchy and burning fireplace fire makes me forget it.

    "Is there anything wrong after that?

    "Thanks to you, you''re safe."

    Yut and village chief Rosius. Then, Glenn goes on to talk about the raid, stockpiling magic drugs (potions), and visiting Prince Alsace.

    (Were you going to leave your successor to your son?

    At least, the assistant seems to let it.

    Maybe he fought hard during the raids on the Goblins and won his trust.

    Next to it, Acorn ran his gaze to a menu arranged on the table.

    Some black bread is placed together on a large wooden plate, each with a plate of soup available.

    Others, some pork ham, cheese, boiled eggs. Is it a pickling substitute or something like a salt shaken?

    "Acorn, eat first"

    Instead of being careful, Yut''s word is not to shy away because I came for it. Nobody disagrees with that.

    "Right. The men are obsessed with talking, so let''s have it first."

    "... Yes"

    Because of the made-to-measure setting, I show you the sauce for once, and then the acorn carries the soup into my mouth with a wooden spoon.

    "This is..."

    "What''s wrong?

    "No, it''s delicious"

    "There''s a change, don''t hesitate"

    Acorn''s conscience nodded at Marian the redhead''s smile. Somehow, herring pie comes to mind.

    In short - not so much as you can''t eat - it was unsavory.

    In leafy vegetables like cabbage, a soup with beans - lentils? - but muscle tightness and bad texture, and the soup is thick when it tastes good.

    In advance, I had heard about the lard in the soup, but I didn''t think so much.

    The bread is naturally hard, too, and you have to dip it in this soup to eat it.

    "Brave man... I resent you..."

    It gave rise to grudges against sledding and childhood friends so that no one could hear them, and deluded them by swallowing the cheese.

    This is also really inferior to the cheese I ate in Japan.

    Seasoning, we''ll figure it out.

    But the basic material is at this level. That is also confirmed by the taste of vegetables purchased in the market of Falve.

    In a true sense, I finally understood.

    The food in this world (Brewers) is not very high level.

    That breakfast I had the first time I came here.

    That was the beginning of unhappiness when I mistakenly thought that was the standard. That''s the exception in the exception created by the spell. No, it was the finest dish.

    I guess being able to eat that level of food means you get good ingredients too. That''s what I thought, so this is what I came to research to use ingredients I could get locally anyway.

    I have the financial resources. If it were via Hardenturm, a trading port, most ingredients would be available.

    But that will be eaten in the Wang capital, and the royal palace is better with the cook''s arms.

    "What to do..."

    Menu making got up on the reef at the entrance.

    In the first place, Yut has always been a better person, but if he could eat even if he didn''t like it, he didn''t have the luxury to make it.

    I deserved to take on in such a childhood friendly mouth truck.

    You can call it a fallen weakness.

    "I wonder if this is the kind of psychology that makes a hippo man..."

    The more we proceeded with the meal, the deeper Acorn''s worries only deepened.

 62 3. What I Can Do (After)

    "Is it that bad?

    Back to Falve''s fortress, Yut says that as he looks around the kitchen.

    "Are brave men used to it? I don''t know if it''s flavor tone deafness, but it doesn''t compare to Japan."

    "Uh-huh..."

    Akane is about to hold her head in full when she sees Yut that she''s not convinced.

    "Besides, what do you mean, if you suck, only the prince and fianc¨¦e might come? Worst of all, I was just going to tell the cook who''s coming with me the recipe and ask him to cook it."

    "Gourmet comic book method?"

    I was impressed to see if I had that hand too, but there was nothing I could do about it this time.

    "So, looks like we can use this place?

    "I can''t, but when I get handy..."

    "I see."

    Falve''s fortress is more natural than a castle, but there are multiple kitchens. For convenience, the first kitchen is reserved for the vicinity of the Yuts Lords. Other than that, it was a bribe for the people working in the fortress.

    However, this first kitchen has been abandoned until now.

    "But don''t use the kitchen. He said it''s been a year. How did you live?"

    "Breakfast is more or less Arcia''s" Feast of Divine Feast, "right? If you eat that, you won''t be too hungry after that."

    "Sure, you did..."

    When I was told, my diet had decreased since I came here. It wasn''t easy to shop at the convenience store, so on the contrary, it was convenient, but I didn''t know there was such a back.

    Acorn gives a subtle look, reflecting on his own experiences.

    "What an ideal dietary food"

    "After that, if you want, I can handle it myself."

    If you are hungry, go buy and eat like Jonah or ask that Jonah for a souvenir. Or do you scratch preserved food such as portable food or dried meat?

    "Don''t be too helpful..."

    Give up about Yut, Acorn looks around the kitchen again.

    If you twist the faucet, the water will come out - but there is a large bottle to store the water in, and the well is nearby. The size of the cooking table is sufficient, and it takes the word that you can buy kitchen utensils such as knives and pans as you like.

    There were a number of others, and in the back was also set up like a stone kiln where bread could also be baked.

    As for the equipment, it is.

    I can''t help it.

    "But they don''t cook in firewood at camp."

    "Yut, can you use that magic device for camp?

    "Wow."

    To the third voice who suddenly came into the conversation, Acorn turned her hair upside down like a cat barked at her by a dog.

    "Surprised..."

    "There you are, Larsia."

    When was it coming in?

    Behind the kitchen door, the meadow race (Magner) smiles.

    "Yeah. Ever."

    Don''t be scared.

    "Ha, ha. I''ve made two fianc¨¦es, Yuto. There''s nothing scary about them."

    "That''s a death flag..."

    "You were already listening."

    "While people are on a serious single assignment. My people, yeah, I didn''t think my best friend would betray me."

    "Huh..."

    I squeeze out my bitter voice, seemingly uncomfortable.

    "I can''t see. There''s an Alcia smiling happily while holding one of her children."

    "Don''t be scared..."

    Yut held his stomach in a relaxed manner. I hadn''t even imagined it until a few weeks ago, such as when stress would make me need stomach medication.

    "Well, welcome back, Larsia"

    I''m home.

    The chicks and Larsia approach and the two of them engage in high touches. It''s a relationship that I don''t really know beside whether we''re close or not.

    "By the way, Acorn looks amazing. Yut''s hobby?

    "It''s a hobby, but I didn''t put it on"

    "It''s a hobby..."

    Shy, acorns twist their bodies.

    The motion of it brought the chest together, and the abundance of it was emphasised with reluctance.

    "Oh, I can''t do this anymore."

    Shake it off yourself, and I''ll snag as soon as I can.

    Doesn''t matter, but I mouthed a shocking report.

    "In the meantime, we''ve unified the society behind Hardenturm."

    "Oh, that''s annoying... Huh? What?"

    "I put together the people doing illegal business in Hardenturm and got to the top of it"

    Larsia laughs and tries to fool herself, but of course she can''t be overheard.

    "You said you created a system called the Special Inspector, right?

    "Yeah. I''ve got a badge."

    "You said we could move the local government constitution, right?

    "I think I told you I was lighter."

    "In short... what do you mean? Or is that a good story for me to hear?

    "Tapey, tapey. If you''re Yut''s fianc¨¦e, you''re with us. There''s nothing wrong with that."

    "My stomach''s not fine, is it?

    Should I say it was unexpected, more than I expected, or I never imagined it?

    "What''s the matter, I''m connected to the back society. By the way, just kidding..."

    "No!

    "I knew it!

    "Well, look. I''m not putting you out of line, and you don''t think it''s efficient?

    "You''re in trouble because I think so."

    Akane, who was watching beside him, concludes that these two are close.

    However, as I understood the content of the story, one concern emerged.

    "But you don''t mind if I tell Val?

    "You''ll eventually convince me..."

    That also meant that there was a rather difficult journey ahead of us until we convinced them.

    Vigorously high and rebellious Valtrude. Valtrude, who shows understanding in the language of persuasion and who accepts it inadmissibly but does not genuinely acknowledge it.

    All of them, I could easily imagine.

    "Haha. You didn''t think of that! Good thing Val''s away."

    Now Valtrude, along with Exile and Jonah, was supposed to be visiting inside the Rock Giant (Jarloot).

    I have "Teleportation" so it would be a day trip, but I don''t even think I''ll be back any time soon.

    "... Are all meadow species like Larsia?

    "Oops. There''s a sign that Akane is kicking your ass. But I''m still the best."

    "I''m in trouble because it''s a fact..."

    "Besides, I''ve done it, I can''t help it."

    "Don''t let the killer tell you."

    Nevertheless, Larsia is right. I guess we should think positively here.

    "In the meantime, let''s keep it a secret from Val. Larsia, don''t move too flashy."

    "They have proper control. I think security will be stable for the time being. He''s actively making me clean the city and stuff."

    "Totally, Larsia and her delightful friends."

    "Next, let''s build branches for Falve and Mainz, too."

    "Okay. I''ll take care of that."

    "Is that it? Isn''t the story connected?

    "That''s okay. I won''t stab you with the nail, but Larsia should be basically free to do it"

    "Yes, yes."

    I thought we were friends earlier, but I guess I still can''t describe it in those words.

    Is this what the Yuts always call ''companionship''?

    I know a Heavenly Grass brave man we don''t all know. Still, Acorn sighed that she couldn''t stop being jealous.

    "So, that''s all you should hear?

    "I wish I was. Come on. There''s quite a bit of bad talk, isn''t there? I''ll report this properly later."

    "Okay."

    Acorn won''t be able to keep up with the two people who give him a serious look as soon as possible.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    "So, we were just talking."

    "Sure, a magic tool for camp..."

    "Yes, that"

    Yeah, I nod so exaggerated, then Larsia says in a playful tone.

    "I used to light fires when I was camping, ''cause I bought it like a portable kamado."

    "Oh...... That one."

    At first, I did use it. In the meantime, it began to travel in Flight, so the camp itself stopped and was dusted somewhere.

    Selling it doesn''t make a lot of money, and it must be a rare piece of magic equipment, so I keep it. If you look, it''s got to be somewhere.

    "That''s because you can''t adjust the intensity of the fire, so you can only modify it and put out a strong fire or something."

    "You let Exile carry three kinds of firepower: weak, medium, strong."

    "There was a splash of water that could give you about 50 liters a day, and a box that wouldn''t spoil the ingredients."

    At one time, it brings back memories of me buying and fishing for such a magical fixture of a life relationship.

    Convenience was convenient.

    But now I can see how Valtrude felt with his white eyes turned when it was too much. At the time, I wasn''t trying to think deeply that it was Stoic because it was a Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "I don''t think I''d have bought it under some weird tension."

    "That was like a late-night street show, Nori."

    Yut arms up in an atmosphere that seemed to say he was young back then. The colour of reflection, not at all.

    "I know. Yikes. The magic equipment I bought with such an impulse is expensive again, isn''t it? Come on, I can read the patterns."

    "That''s not true, is it, Yut?"

    "Oh. It was almost a triple digit, Larsia"

    I mean, hundreds of gold coins - in Japan, you mean you bought a few cars without thinking about it?

    "It''s not really like money."

    "So, you don''t need this magic equipment?

    "I want it. Terribly."

    Especially since you don''t need firewood. I wouldn''t even call it a gas stove, but it should make cooking easier. Then, this time, the stone kiln gives up. I feel like using it, but I don''t have enough time.

    Little by little, a distinction is made between what can and cannot be done.

    Along with that, I saw the light step by step. I was pretty desperate in the morning, but that sounds like a lie.

    "The remaining problem is the menu..."

    "Right. Let''s be original over there and turn away from material issues"

    "What do you mean?

    To Larsia, who naturally has not been able to grasp the flow of the story, that Acorn was to wave his arms at dinner parties and so forth welcoming Prince Alsace.

    However, it will be explained that there are quality problems with materials that can be picked in the territory.

    "Well, if you think of it as a royal opponent, you might want to get something of good quality from around here."

    "See. I knew it wasn''t"

    "Uh-huh. Right..."

    He didn''t seem entirely convinced, but Yut admitted he wasn''t. It may simply have been an attempt to follow a majority vote.

    "So what about having Alcia use breakfast (feast) every time? If it wasn''t for us, we''d never be able to do it, would we?

    "If it''s just to snooze this time, it''s fine."

    Will you do the same when other dignitaries visit in the future? If you couldn''t do that, wouldn''t you be disrespectful? In particular, visits by foreign dignitaries are a practical challenge during the development of trade agreements with neighbouring patriarchal countries.

    "It''s annoying. Hmm. So acorns mean they''re going to serve dishes from the Yuts'' hometown?

    "What an amateur I am. Though I think I''ll have to compete with rarity..."

    But there''s a problem with that, too.

    "But when it comes to trying to cook the planet''s dishes, there are plenty of ingredients I don''t see over here, and in the end, isn''t delicious something you''re used to eating?

    "Families, you''re just like asking for the same menu as usual. Sometimes eating something else makes me feel subtly damaged"

    "Brave men were always eyeball-baked hamburgers, rice and drinks bars."

    "I miss you."

    It was a family of students on their way home from work and I used to order it.

    It seems like a long time ago, even though it was only a few years ago. That''s all, I know this one''s life was intense, but when I remember it, I want to eat it asexually.

    Speaking of which, you haven''t had a hamburger since you got here.

    "Hanba-gu? What''s that? Is it delicious?

    "Oh, you don''t even have a hamburger?

    "I''ve never heard of it. What kind of food?"

    "What am I supposed to say? I sprinkled the meat and cooked it and sprinkled the sauce..."

    "At least it''s not in this country, is it?

    "Hamburg is not known..."

    "In that case, I think the Western food we know seems to work after it''s pretty rare over here."

    "Even when I say Western food, there are quite a few demon-modified objects in Japan, but that would be the basis for the idea..."

    If you choose a menu that is likely to be on the extensions of this world''s cuisine, you will also be able to clear up the taste problems you are used to eating.

    "Then you don''t have to challenge weirdly difficult objects, and the format doesn''t matter...?

    "Right. I can''t find the cutlet bowl, saying it''s the finest hospitality dish on Earth."

    "I don''t have any rice."

    While denying it, Acorn''s voice is mild.

    I see hope in earnest...... I feel like it.

    "Okay. If we decide on a policy, we''ll have a prototype later!

    "Acorn is motivated."

    "Yut, Larsia. I''ll give everyone a taste."

    I''ll take care of it.

    "I don''t need an opinion that won''t help. Give me some good thoughts."

    "Ugh, suddenly I have a bad feeling..."

    "Be prepared, Larsia. He''s a bad perfectionist who gives up because of his cohesion."

    "That''s really bad nature!

    Akane lists the ingredients she needs with a strangely awesome smile.

    They all remembered the war as they wrote in that notebook.

 63 4. The Return of the Rock Titans (Previous)

    The settlement of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) is dotted everywhere.

    They had never come together in the unit of a country, only on a large scale that could be called a tribe.

    And Exile''s homeland is no exception to that. No, you''d be the smaller of them.

    Valtrude with that sentiment when he sees a settlement that only looks a little bigger from above.

    The three Valtrudes, Exile and Jonah, who left to the end of the king''s capital by Jonah''s Teleport, finally reached their destination after several more hours of empty journeys by the power of Flight.

    There, the western edge of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    Once disputed with Yut - precisely, it was turned back - there is a birthplace of Exile within the Baldur peripheral uncle territory.

    Most of all, he was not recognized as a citizen and was allowed an autonomy in the name of abandonment.

    That would be natural, too. Who likes to reach further behind the border? Too much work, too little in return.

    I''ll take care of the negotiations.

    The road that connects the settlement to the outside.

    The three of them went down there somewhat more than the rock. You just need to walk a little because you can''t even appear in the middle of a settlement all of a sudden.

    "Oh."

    Exile nodded slightly to Valtrude''s confirmation.

    Both of you, fully armed today.

    Valtroude wears a magical silver (Mithral) armor and has the Divine Subjugator sword on her hips.

    The same glowing beauty. And a battle outfit suits her best. Just about ten days ago, a prestigious and prestigious establishment that I don''t think has just ended a fierce battle with the sub-gods.

    If that Valtrude were to be the beauty of heaven, Exile was a forged, but boneless weapon wielded on earth.

    Dragon Scale (Dragon Skyle) armor is a living witness to the fierce battle against Ig Nus-Zad. The repair is over. There are no practical problems, but the scratches and stains are still there.

    Spike flails, like the anchor you carried, will also notice, if you look closely, that the part is missing.

    But I don''t see a blade spill in its owner, Exile.

    The Yuts know.

    That Exile is pursuing strength in its natural flesh every day with a grinding wheel called workout. There is no compromise there, even the word stoic is slightly warm.

    Exactly, a weapon, forged to beat the enemy and destroy the barrier.

    Valtrude is noble and beautiful just because it exists there.

    But Exile is different.

    At first glance, it''s just a boneless tool. But the tools show true value by being wielded. If there is beauty there, there is nothing more than functional beauty.

    The two people who would contend for the strongest seats in this Brewers are in contrast to each other.

    That''s why they were two worthy to negotiate with rock giants who believed in power.

    "Hey. Didn''t you do something?

    Jonah walks ahead, looks back at them and asks.

    "Oh. It''s La G., isn''t it?

    "La Gu?"

    Tell Jonah to stop walking backwards because it''s dangerous, and Valtrude will listen back just like him.

    "Right. You don''t do humans."

    Exile abandoned the explanation lightly, saying it would be quicker to see than to explain.

    But that sport - perhaps - taking place in the corner of the settlement was utterly unclear, even as it gradually came close and clearly visible.

    If Yut or Akane had seen it, he would have had the impression that it was similar to baseball.

    In the middle of the field, a pitcher and a rock giant swung a round stone instead of a ball and threw it like a shell.

    Another rock giant who supposedly played the role of a batter launched it at will with as many sticks as Jonah.

    The other rock giants scattered on the field take the ball - keep it - away from us. Unlike baseball, neither the offensive nor the defensive seem to have anything to do with it.

    And the other players who couldn''t be directly involved in the ball were... beating each other up.

    Apparently, the rule is to lose if anything but a foot touches the ground, and the player who falls on the ground and breaks his knee is turning to the look without getting involved in the game.

    "Fair enough."

    Exile makes criticisms like saying things from above, but Valtrude and Yona, of course, don''t know the difference.

    Eventually, one rock giant who secures the ball kicks his enemies, and his allies protect that rock giant while covering him, where the pitchers and batters were, home base he says in baseball. Aim to walk like a big horse.

    The pitcher and the batter were also beating each other and the pitcher was winning. Is the cause of defeat that the bat could not be used?

    The last fort and its pitcher stands in front of the player holding the ball - but gets a shoulder tackle and gets blown away.

    Run straight through the field and ball where the batter was standing. No, put the rock down and explode the joy.

    Apparently, it was like scoring on the offensive side.

    A circle of joy, like when you score a goal in football, can center on the scorer. For such a rough blessing, there seemed to be only losers on the spot.

    This is the game landscape of La Gu, a sport traditionally played by the Rock Giants.

    Even if it weren''t for Yut, you''d say:

    "Crazy."

    and.

    However, there was not a single human being with a decent sensibility on this occasion.

    "That''s awesome."

    Even though I said I was impressed, Valtrude nods loudly over and over again.

    "But if I were you, don''t strike back at your people directly."

    Besides, it was full of motivation.

    Badly between, good sense and common sense humans stopping it are out of stock.

    Jonah also asks questions about the rules as if they were motivating.

    "What happens if I empty this?

    "One loser."

    "Why don''t you throw it where you can''t beat it back?

    "If it lasts three, you win."

    "Why don''t you smash that stone with a stick?

    "Win."

    Are you willing or unwilling to give an explanation? It''s not hard to understand, but for now, it seems to win or lose the offensive side perspective.

    "What if that stone you''ve thrown hits your body?

    "Lose. But it''s against the rule to target your body in a row. As a coward, he is pursued with stones"

    "No. Conversely, the aim is to crush the stick..."

    It was Valtrude starting to work out La Gu tactics, but unfortunately for her, she didn''t seem to get a chance to participate.

    Three approaching strangers.

    No, look at Exile, the rock giants who were interested in La Gu make a fuss. Neither welcome nor rejection. He wants to explore it in a far-winded fashion.

    One of these days, as I recall, some of them run towards the settlement.

    "You don''t seem very welcome."

    Speaking of which, why did Exile leave this settlement and never try to go home before? The Valtrudes didn''t know why.

    I''m not shallow enough to leak discontent if I''m not trusted because you won''t talk to me, but I don''t think this rock giant who''s oligarchy will speak for himself. Reflect on whether you should have listened properly.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    "Well, it won''t change what you do"

    "Right. Oh, someone''s coming running."

    Ahead of where Jonah pointed, there was a relatively small rock giant.

    I can see it rocking the earth so hard that I could hear it slowly and so desperately rushing over. Compared to Exile, his chest is sticking out and he has a small face, and the making of his face is somewhat delicate.

    It''s the first time I''ve seen it, but I guess it''s a rock giant woman.

    The girlfriend jumped into Exile''s chest with the momentum to hit her.

    "Shiruba?

    "Don''t say it with pleasure, Yona"

    It was the usual bar reading, but they passed on the excitement. Valtrude slaps Albino girl in the head with a knack.

    But the situation was beyond their imagination.

    "Brother-in-law! Where have you been so far!

    "Ni?"

    Jonah seems strange.

    When I don''t understand the meaning of the word, I tilt my neck cutely.

    And that''s the same for Valtrude. They''re two people who don''t look alike at all, but react very similarly like their sisters.

    "You know that too, Sualum"

    "But if he was alive,"

    "It''s up to me to do what I want to do after I''ve served my purpose..."

    On the other hand, they really are brothers and sisters these two. But Exile shook off his obsessive sister.

    "Then why did you come back?"

    "It''s for a friend."

    Exile''s sister-in-law, known as Sualum, can''t say anything to that exact word.

    "My brother-in-law is cowardly..."

    "I''m here for you. Do you have a chief?

    "Chieftain - if you''re my father-in-law, you''re at home..."

    "Right."

    One nod, and just saying he lost interest in it, Exile moves on without hesitation to the center of the settlement.

    To Valtrude, Jonah. And Sualum also followed that rock giant.

    Because you know you''re following me?

    Without even turning around, Exile said.

    "You''ve grown, Sualum. Still no kids?

    "Marriage, too, not yet..."

    "Right. The men in there don''t have eyes to see."

    "Brother-in-law!

    Sualum waves his hand up like he was angry, but it never waves down, dyeing his cheeks and saying something in his toes and mouth.

    Looks like it''s lit. Very difficult to understand though.

    "Something, Egg is your brother..."

    "What a surprise to say..."

    "I mean, this is that one, right?

    "Being a bystander is such an easy thing to understand..."

    For an unexpected development, two people as big as the cat I''ve borrowed.

    I decide not to think about the other rock giants that are far-winded for now. If I had to, Exile would say something.

    "But less people?

    "Right... right"

    Valtrude answered in the sky above for a reason.

    Behind the settlement.

    A painting lined with piles of wood.

    Habits are somewhat similar, even when one says the race is different. If you think about it, I guess that''s a cemetery over there.

    That''s good.

    But this is a really small settlement. If he returns to Exile to a stranger, it''s going to be a total settlement outburst, but he doesn''t seem to have a hundred people looking around.

    By contrast, there were too many piles standing in the cemetery.

    "You''re no different."

    With the voice of Exile, Valtrude''s consciousness is drawn back to reality.

    In front of him, who stopped, there was a building like a digging cabin, albeit of the same size as a rock giant.

    Again, if you haven''t done so yet compared to other residences.

    They live by hunting and mountain grace, as Yut said. To what extent does the means of obtaining cash go to sell meat and fur of prey?

    Not the door, but the goodwill cloth, and Exile enters the house, hastily followed.

    "What are you doing here?"

    From over my head, my voice came down.

    That is not an illusion.

    The rocky man sitting in front of him, even in that position, Jonah is barely higher in head than Valtrude.

    The kind of rock giant that made the Exile bigger and more severe around.

    Exactly, a boulder.

    "My father-in-law, to my brother-in-law..."

    Shut up your righteous daughter at a glance without saying anything.

    "Ask just one more time. What do you want?"

    I''m not saying I''m back often.

    He sounds like a father and son, he has no words.

    Also, that was the same for Exile.

    "I''ll be the chief. For that, I''m back."

    Father. No, he sat somewhere in front of the chief, saying it was the established fact that that was the decision.

    Exile made a grand declaration.

 64 5. The Return of the Rock Titans (after)

    "Bayer, do you think you''re the chief?

    It''s not cold.

    But voices that do not allow any compromise. Reminds me of an untouched wall.

    "Bayer? Who?"

    "Who, my brother-in-law..."

    "Huh? Is Egg Bayer?

    "Huh? Eg?

    In recognition, Jonah and Exile''s sister-in-law Sualum looked at each other. Silent, but Valtrude doesn''t know the name Bayer or anything else.

    "Right. Let''s talk about it first."

    Turning his back on his father, Exile turned to his companions.

    "I had a brother. Until five years ago."

    Exile''s brother, Baydis, was fair to everyone and also stronger than anyone else.

    He helped his father, the chief, and naturally thought to be the one who would succeed him in that position.

    Until that night...

    That day, Exile went out hunting and returned to the settlement late at night. For a giant with a bright night''s eye, just like a dwarf, it''s not a number of things, such as mountain roads at night.

    What he saw with that eye was using some means to lead him to a settlement - a lockworm that scatters his fellow countrymen.

    And the thing that was my brother, who was strong and gentle in that blood to make me laugh.

    He said he signed with a demon species with an evil phase living in the downward dimension, Nara, with its blood, and gained power.

    "Rockworm?"

    "It''s a rock-eating mite. When we''re big, we can swallow the whole thing."

    Its size was no longer beyond the realm of worms, but because it had little intelligence, it was also what could only be described as a worm.

    "I don''t know what happened to Baydis. I''m not interested. But I couldn''t just throw it away."

    "I see. So..."

    oddly few settlement people. Number of grave markers too many on the other hand.

    If there was such a tragedy, I can be convinced.

    "Your sins and shame must be snowy."

    Grab your back teeth, Exile says.

    "So I abandoned my name and became a wanderer."

    "Did you?"

    "I didn''t know..."

    "I never told anyone."

    "Can we talk to the Yuts, too? Absolutely, you can help me."

    "I don''t mind, but I don''t need your help. I''ve already done it."

    "Right. That was good......?

    Valtrude solidifies in the middle of words. Jonah also kept her mouth open with Pocahontas.

    But that hasn''t happened yet.

    I was surprised that Sualum and others just lost their hips and didn''t even have a voice, and Exile''s father told me how stunned he was.

    "Oh." He was one of the Book of Nothingness. In the castle of the black demon, he defeated it. "

    "If you say so..."

    Sure, I remember Rock Titan''s Mad Warrior in the enemy. Valtrude himself did not remember much because he was relative to the Dark Knight of Half Oak (Black Road) at that time.

    "But eg. You weren''t talking about anything when you were fighting that guy, were you?

    "There was no such reason left in Baydis"

    So just.

    We hit each other with force - we killed it.

    Only the result remained.

    "For a contract with a demon, or the body turned to ash. There''s nothing to prove. But in honor, I was my brother, and I took it."

    "Admit it."

    Kids killed each other.

    My brother killed my brother.

    Listening to such a story, its parents do not even float on the surface, like boulders.

    "The shame in my body is snow. Next, I want to help my friends"

    I look to my father from the front and tell him the terms offered by my friend-yut.

    of the settlement, relocation to mountainous areas near Mainz. In time, commission the extermination and policing of monsters in the vicinity. In addition, those who wish to do so will be recruited and will serve as direct soldiers of the Count Istas family on guards and future expeditions to the northern tower walls.

    At that price, 10,000 gold coins a year - equipment and the like are calculated separately - are given through Exile.

    I will give up my soldiers, but live the same life as before, on a different land. However, it can be sent without becoming self-sufficient.

    It would be a good solicitation to call it broken.

    "I am Valtrude Istas. I assure you, my lord, that story"

    Look at Valtrude, who so contracts behind Exile, with just a surprising look on his face.

    The chief often meditates and thinks, but concludes with one thing.

    "I got the story. Perhaps we''ll all agree."

    But... and then I ask.

    "If that''s all, Bayer. You don''t have to be a chief."

    "Yes."

    Exile ran out of words immediately.

    "I decided I had to do it myself to meet my friend''s beliefs"

    "... okay"

    To the heavy bass, the atmosphere trembles.

    I felt like the room was getting smaller at once, but that''s never an illusion or anything.

    I got up.

    That''s just how it works, this intimidation.

    "Sualum, gather everyone together. Instead, perform the challenge ritual."

    "Ha, ha."

    Exile''s sister-in-law leaves the house as she rolls.

    Jonah also followed it silently in conjunction with Exile''s movement, with only Valtrude and the chief of the clan remaining.

    "It''ll be a nuisance, thank you"

    Turn a sharp glance, but Valtrude is completely natural.

    No feeling, no nervousness, just telling the facts.

    "I guess there''s a price. Then there''s no problem."

    "If the price was enough, I wouldn''t have extended my legs so far"

    It''s all up to Bayer.

    Tell him to throw up like that, and he''ll leave the house behind, too.

    It was Valtrude who went out late, but it was obvious where he was going.

    After all, I guess I had a hunch about the commotion. There was a crowd in a place like a square in the heart of the settlement.

    The nucleus is Exile.

    A rock giant stripped of Dragon Scale armor awaits a chief in the middle of the settlement.

    There are no rings or anything. The only thing that separates the inside from the outside is the pedestrian hedge.

    The son of the chief, who has not returned in five years, comes to the rite of challenge.

    I didn''t know how to understand that, and I felt confused from around me.

    "Well, the more so."

    Don''t worry about the air, go through the side of the Exile and encourage it.

    "Depends on who you''re dealing with."

    Upon hearing that response, Valtrude broke up a little, moving to the side of Jonah and Sualum, who refrained behind the Exile.

    "My brother-in-law..."

    "Exile - let me call you this - is strong. More than you think."

    "I can''t imagine Egg losing"

    "But..."

    It''s a battle between people, so why worry?

    "By the way, he seems to call me brother about Exile, but in fact, the blood..."

    "I am the adopted son of the chief."

    "Right."

    No further confirmation was given, and the chief appeared, so he had to shut his mouth.

    "You kept me waiting."

    "If you''re going to be ready, I don''t care how many hours you wait"

    "Spit it out."

    Cracked a hedge of rock giants, and the chief showed up.

    Even outside, it''s still huge.

    I think there might be a normal giant race. Plus, its body worthy of height - no, more flesh than that.

    Someone as bright as the sun.

    Such an expression is only an analogy, and unfortunately the person is not the sun.

    But what do you think?

    This Exile''s father could only assume that his limbs grew on the rock and became creatures. Exactly, the rock itself.

    "You''re right to ask. Now start the challenge ritual. If this Bayer wins, he will be the head of this inside."

    "I thought you said you threw that name away. I''m an Exile now."

    "Either way."

    "Then let me win and call you Exile"

    "If there''s anything I can do."

    Challenge Rite - The game began abruptly.

    Compare forces first.

    I didn''t show it from either side, but very naturally the two hands combine with disappointment.

    "Gu."

    "Gi."

    The sound of toothpicks, the sound of muscles stinging, the sound of the earth distorting.

    Suddenly, the galleries who should have known what was going to happen can''t hide their surprises either.

    But that''s just a surprise preface yet.

    "Become"

    It''s being pushed.

    That mighty chief is gradually being pushed.

    At first I should have tried to hold him down from the top, but now he''s pushed back from the bottom, his knees bent and his face distorted.

    "Not as good as this."

    "Right."

    Not surprisingly, it''s about Valtrude and Jonah. In the mood, even Sualum, who was supposed to be an Exile neighbor, had a pompous mouth open.

    "Let''s go."

    Exile, who was supposed to be dominant, let go of his power all the time.

    Even if you predicted it, you can''t stay out of balance. Sewing that clearance and turning behind him with an unexpected agility as a giant, Exile puts his head beside his father, whose knees have bent to just the right height, and grabs his torso with both arms.

    As it was, I tried to fall in and threw it down.

    "Gu."

    A giant is struck from the head to the ground, and the bitterness leaks.

    There is no voice from the surrounding rock giants in the early days of the electric optical stone fire.

    "I didn''t know you had that move"

    "Usually they use weapons."

    "In the first place, why not throw a dragon?"

    From Sualum beside him, he said, "What are these people saying...?" Two people who don''t even realize they''re being pointed at, and divulge that sentiment.

    But that''s the man who protected the seat of the chief for a long time in a tribe of rock giants.

    In just a few seconds, he returns consciousness to the challenging ritual and releases his fists to the defenseless exile after releasing the throw, like rising.

    A destructive fist, emitted from an arm like Marutai.

    Exile, step in and take it at the elbow.

    Try to break your elbow with your arms pinched aside - it was a trap.

    "Hmm."

    I hear bones and tendons shattering.

    Still fine, I swing my remaining left arm wide and slapped my fist into Exile''s temple.

    There''s nothing technical about it.

    A blow just destructive.

    "It''s been working for a while."

    Just let go of the broken arm and a few steps blown away Exile says as he spits the blood in his mouth.

    If Yut was there, he would have bumped out and said, "What do you treat what you did to Ig Nus-Zad?"

    "Naturally."

    "But one arm and one fist. It doesn''t fit."

    "But it''s better than this."

    I was laughing.

    No shards of hate, no running period, no obsession whatsoever.

    They were.

    "... it''s not a treat?

    "There''s no way it''s going to end. Who''s going to end it?

    Jonah''s best opinion, however, was a minority on this occasion.

    The victory and defeat were decided.

    Everyone knows that.

    So from here on out, the battle for honor, the battle for perseverance.

    Therefore, I can''t keep my eyes open for a moment.

    "But here comes the weird one, right?

    "Are you weird?

    Two people in the center of the square.

    Its underfoot swayed out unnaturally.

    "An earthquake?

    Even with that mouth, Valtrude had instinctively guessed it was different.

    "Exile, something''s coming from down there!

    The warning and the appearance were simultaneous.

    Huge mites in loess.

    The thickness of the torso is more than two exails. Its length exceeds 5 meters, even just the part that is out on the ground.

    The rounded open mouth was lined with multiple rows of fangs, either to take in the rocks or like rings.

    Rockworm.

    A monster that Exile''s brother manipulated and caused a tragedy.

    "Is that when you survived?

    There is nothing that can answer that question that everyone thought.

    "Val!"

    Behind his back, he stops with a sharp voice whether Valtrude feels signs of pulling out the Devine Subjugator, the obsessive demon sword.

    "But..."

    "The challenge ritual is not over yet"

    That''s all I''m saying, and I''m approaching the impudent intruder just to be sure.

    "Okay, I''ll take care of it!

    He did not return the Succubus sword to his sheath, but stuck it under his feet. I know, I don''t even try to touch my hand.

    It''s a testament to my best trust.

    "Your opponent, this way."

    That said, it can''t even lead to Rockworm.

    Eating from what is hurting naturally turns its round mouth to the chief who held one arm down.

    "I said this way."

    Exile punched such a rock worm from the side.

    A surface as resilient as the gut. The fist is engulfed and its shape is worn on the body surface.

    I don''t know how much damage there was, but there seemed to be enough damage to change the target.

    Rather than preying directly this time, Rockworm first wrapped his long body around the exile and tightened it like a snake.

    It''s a must-win attack.

    If they weren''t even Exile...

    "Hmm."

    When Exile forces his torso, his muscles bulge all at once. Flesh swollen like a balloon creates a breakdown in tightening and both arms regain their freedom.

    By then, Rockworm''s mouth, already equipped with a circle of death, was on the verge.

    "Ha."

    Grab that mouth with disappointment and don''t allow any more invasion. On the contrary, I won''t even be able to pull it off.

    "Huh."

    Exile, who grabbed Rockworm''s mouth with his all-powerful grip, gradually spread his arms as they were.

    It sounds like tearing off a thick cloth.

    Begin, gradually.

    Eventually, at once, Rockworm''s body rips vertically.

    There is no screaming of the disconnected demon. However, body fluids were scattered and divided into two parts.

    Nobody, I lost my voice.

    Five years ago, a being who drove the settlement to the brink of devastation. Even though it was only one, it was mutilated with bare hands.

    I can''t react to an amazing sight.

    "The challenging ritual, I''ve decided"

    There, a low, loud voice sounds as if it penetrates your body.

    "As you can see. Now this Exile will be our leader."

    A moment of silence.

    And an explosion.

    "Exile! Exile! Exile!"

    The Rock Titans honor the mighty with their mouths full of new chiefs.

    "We will now move to New Heaven and Earth"

    Exile, who threw away the rockworm, proclaimed in such a loud voice as to dampen the cheers around him.

    "There you will serve the new Lord, hunt for things that will avenge the people, and fulfill the true identity of the rock giants"

    When he heard it, he laughed bitterly that there was really no curtain to come out of, and Valtrude sheathed the Goddess Sword.

    In the meantime, you''ll need treatment

    At least around the end of the day, a small giant ran through next to Valtrude, who walked to help, for a rock giant.

    Sualum jumped into its chest, just as Exile did when he returned.

    But much stronger than then.

    "Get away, you''re gonna get dirty"

    "Let people worry... eh"

    Seeing such a son and his stepdaughter, the two fathers said as they woke up a rocky giant badly and slowly.

    "Bayer...... No, it''s Exile. There is one condition for ceding the seat of the chief."

    "What?

    "Welcome Sualum as your wife. The girl has been waiting for you."

    "Okay."

    "Father-in-law, brother-in-law......!

    From a human point of view, it''s very hard to understand... but apparently it was illuminated.

    Both of you.

    "In the meantime, you could talk to Larsia about souvenirs."

    "Hey, aren''t you getting laughable?

    Unfortunately, no one was anywhere who could respond to that argument.

 65 6. Reporting contact consultation

    "It''s been a long time since we''ve all been together."

    Valtrude took an emotional look at the blush lined up in the usual room - a room that felt transformed into a dining room and conference room.

    Subtracting the fact that she has nothing to lie about, she must be in a good mood.

    "I mean, mostly I was just busted."

    "You have no choice. Shortly after Larsia was sent out, he came from Wangdu."

    Larsia is on the right hand side of Valtrude sitting on the short side of the rectangular table. Yuut on the other side of it.

    Next to Yut is Jonah, and to Larsia''s left and right are Arsia and Exile. Today, Akane was sitting next to Yona because of circumstances.

    "I know we''re all listening briefly, but they got us all together to do some information sorting."

    A few days after Larsia returned, Acorn found a culinary direction and Exile became the chief of the tribe.

    Before the gathered companions, Alcia, wearing a red eyelid, declares the meeting open.

    Exactly, party needs. Without this Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch), they would not have succeeded.

    "As far as Prince Alsace''s visit is concerned, let''s put it behind us for now. At first, would it be better if it came from a story about feeling doomed?

    "From that gesture, it''s me."

    "Mostly, it''s a discouraging topic for me, isn''t it?

    "There''s something about Yut feeling better?

    "Do it now"

    "Well, hurry up"

    I coughed up at a loose end, and then Larsia said.

    "Yut told me to crush Hardenturm''s dangerous dark organization, and I finally came to the top of the back society."

    "... that''s crazy. At last, am I not only dyslexic in reading and writing, but even in conversation?

    "Honestly, this self-inflicted crap from Val''s is gonna be hard to react to."

    "Well, it''s not a level that I rarely have in Japan..."

    Yut hammering Acorn''s troubles is nothing but a real escape. Still, in the end, it was Yut himself who decided to tell Valtrude about this.

    There is no rush or hesitation.

    It''s good to have secrets, but I just didn''t like to hide them.

    "Well, I''m not making it public, I''m not making it convenient. Instead, I want you to acknowledge that security will be better"

    "... because this is the only time?

    There would have been considerable grit, but at the end of the day, he admitted it in a dialogue like a sweet mother to his child.

    Just as Yut imagined.

    "And if anyone ever wants to get back on the right path, I want you to take the utmost consideration"

    "Of course that is. We''re welcome to lose our legs. Instead, we even legalize every organization."

    "I think it looks worse that way..."

    And this wasn''t the only Larsia report. Either that or the next story is more real.

    "So, when you crush the danger, yeah, these guys seem to have flown from the king''s capital, but they''re pretty crazy."

    "It''s so dull."

    In response to Valtrude''s words, Larsia glanced at Acorn and then said it in the end.

    "Hi, there seems to be an incident involving the undead in Wangdu."

    Conclusion first, then blur and tell how Grim Di''s leader is doing.

    "It doesn''t look like ghosts or ghosts."

    "So, Corpse Man (Zombie), Tsukamato (Wight), Corpse Eater (Ghoul)..."

    "After that, the famous and powerful place, to vampires (vampires), the King of Death (no life king)?"

    "That kind of thing, I knew I was there..."

    "I''m here. If you attack, you generally die."

    "Oh, really...?

    To the anxious acorn, Jonah says as normal. I didn''t mean to be a pussy, though I would have just told you the facts in the end.

    "Either way, I don''t think it happened naturally..."

    But we can''t move until we know the exact damage.

    Volunteering out of justice would have been one option if I had been an adventurer, but it''s too big to move poorly in my current position.

    "In the meantime, I''ll talk to the Chancellor."

    "So I''m the Temple of Trus-Sink, and Val warns you through the Temple of Helenonia...... right?

    "Leave it to me."

    "As that''s good for the time being, that''s all?

    "Right..."

    It would be sufficient at the moment.

    But I can''t be relieved. It was also a thought shared by everyone except Acorn.

    "Larsia. If there is a man of good standing and trust, can''t you send him to the King''s Capital?

    "Okay, I''ll take a look."

    "Please."

    You may be worried too much, but if you end up worried, that''s fine.

    Jonah raised her hand vigorously, as if she had foreseen Yut so folding.

    "Then we''ll talk about Egg next. I can''t leave it to him."

    For that matter, my voice was still low tension.

    "Details, I''ll follow"

    I don''t mind.

    Jonah opens her mouth, also getting two tattoos that were accompanying her.

    "First of all, Exile said he was marrying his sister."

    "Huh? What''s that? What do you mean?!?"

    It is suggested that Larsia overreacts.

    Unlike Val and Yut, who I thought would eventually be, I didn''t anticipate or imagine.

    "And my sister?

    "This is what I call my hometown, Blue Sky Thunder"

    "Over here, I''m a nature admirer (Druid) natural magic (Nature Magic) and I can drop thunder... it doesn''t matter now!

    "Congratulations on that... so good, right? But you don''t have a problem marrying your sister?

    Acorns making extremely common sense statements. Naturally, but it''s important.

    Alcia was delighted with the addition of valuable talent.

    "No, there''s no blood connection when I say sister, is there?

    "Oh. My parents died in a mountain accident. We were chiefs. We just took it."

    "My brother-in-law! Sister!"

    Something seems to have touched Larsia''s heart''s harp line. I was so excited that I was going to vomit blood.

    "Sometimes, Larsia comes from Earth, doesn''t she? Sometimes I think, I''m not wrong, am I?

    "I don''t know how you feel. But I don''t. And when it comes to Earth, it''s almost exclusive to modern Japan."

    Jonah rises as if to block the conversation between two overhead visitors.

    "And Egg was breaking your father''s arm."

    "If you want a daughter, you can cross my corpse."

    "And then two rock worms with bare hands"

    "Old man, you went to solicit the tribe to our territory...?

    You should have heard a brief history, but the stories don''t fit together at all.

    "Yona, don''t just talk about impressive scenes"

    "Val didn''t do it..."

    I tried so hard, and Jonah takes her seat with her pitiful eyes.

    "This is Val''s guilt. Definitely."

    "Are you guilty at 7: 3?"

    "I don''t comment."

    "Arcia..."

    "Totally......"

    As it is, it does not open.

    When Arcia slapped one hand and cautioned, she left an explanation to Exile.

    From the start, this is what I should have done.

    "I defeated my father and became chief instead. I also have the consent to move here. Rockworm is just getting a little intrusive. Marriage is the way it is."

    "Is it a flow? I can afford it."

    "Sorry, Larsia."

    "... no, it''s hard when they apologize. I mean, this space, it''s hard for you to be single! I just noticed!

    And it was too late when I realized.

    It''s just like life.

    "In the meantime, I''ll leave the formation of the troops to the old man of Exile. I also have gear arrangements, if possible as soon as possible."

    "Right. If you care about appearance, you should have all your gear."

    "Yeah, yeah. That''s how you should talk about practice!

    Larsia''s tattoo came out, so let''s move on to the real Prince Alsace visit.

    In addition to Prince Alsace himself and his fianc¨¦, Eudit Malemias, there are several others to accompany him.

    The place to visit, as originally planned. However, it is possible to visit the Territorial Cultural Festival.

    Acorn is in charge of the dishes for the dinner party that will be held.

    And the true purpose of this visit is to receive the king''s testimony against him at the altar behind the forest of Kera.

    These main points will be briefly explained by Yut.

    "Yeah. There was a ruin in that forest... That sounds interesting."

    Larsia was the first to react.

    "It''s not funny, but I''m pretty sure it''s been a while."

    "Val, aren''t you being careless? But, of course, I''m in."

    Even Arsia on the other side of the party is like this, so it''s a good idea to say it''s the sum of the party.

    Making, I can say that that decision of the Chancellor was a mistake.

    "I''m leaving a message about this."

    "Right. I''m sure you''ll be asking for Miss Eudit''s entertainment at the voicemail as well."

    "Ugh. Plain, unpleasant role..."

    Neither the person concerned has yet realised that that service will later have a significant impact on the cultural history of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    "Speaking of acorns, what happened to the cook?

    Larsia asked Acorn where the placement and plans for the time being had been set.

    "Cooking? Oh. Of the dinner party?"

    "I got a good gesture."

    With a bitter smile, Acorn rises.

    "It''s time to take a break, right?

    "I don''t mind that..."

    "Thanks. Wait a minute."

    Akane, who said so and left, pushes something like a cart back.

    "Ah, good smell"

    First, Jonah ate it.

    "Sure, you are"

    "Not bad"

    "Zhu Yin, this..."

    "Your Answer"

    Speaking of which, I recall giving you a magic device (magic item) that can also keep you warm, but now I can''t help but worry about this nostalgic smell more than that.

    Hamburg, a cooking candidate for the Princes of Alsace.

    "This is what you call grilled ground beef?

    "Well, try it first"

    A plate of iron plates - not necessarily served on a plate of ceramics, but it was certainly a hamburger.

    A palm-sized hamburger sits in the center, sauced. A plain shade but the vibrancy of the accompanying carrot made up for it.

    "You look like a total hamburger."

    "The problem is flavor, right? Well, I didn''t like the taste..."

    I guess that''s not a lie. In fact, despite finishing arranging a plate of hamburgers for everyone, nothing is available before the acorns.

    "I''ll have it."

    I cut it into large pieces with a fork and a knife and chewed it all over my mouth.

    Plumpy mouthfeel, overflowing gravy.

    Yut swallowed obsessively. Only the sauce, which wasn''t something I was used to eating, was rich and quite tasty.

    "Yummy."

    "Thank you, but don''t forget your specific thoughts."

    Honestly, I''d love to be praised.

    If that''s your Yut opponent, all the more so.

    But that''s not the goal this time. If you don''t point me to improvements, I''m in trouble.

    But it''s delicious.

    Place the accompanying carrot in your mouth, sip the water, and then point the next sip, knife and fork at the hamburger.

    Think about it, since when have you been so obsessed with eating something?

    What I''m used to eating is delicious.

    Maybe that was a fact that also applies to Yut.

    "How did you make this sauce?

    "The base is red wine. Dissolve the butter in a frying pan, add the flour and fly the alcohol of the wine. Adjust it with a little honey and fish soy sauce."

    "Heh."

    "The truth is, I wanted soy sauce... I mean, with ketchup and uster sauce, it''s such a struggle..."

    "No, you''re good enough."

    You look great just eating, but the fruits of that struggle are decent.

    They also made hamburgers themselves without the use of egg or bread flour-like connections, even with salt alone.

    Even though he needed more effort than he had no ingredients, Yut thought he would lose his mind.

    "It''s just because of that, I got 100 percent beef, not ground it together. And it''s hard to buy beef..."

    If it''s a bull, go farm it. If you are a female cow, as a dairy cow.

    Cattle are closer to resources than livestock. As a result, they are rarely seen at seasonal festivals, and are generally offered only when they become useless.

    That''s right.

    In general, exceptions also exist. There were a handful of establishments raising beef cattle for the royal marquis who saw to that effect.

    However, it is luxury.

    Acorn was hesitant enough money......

    "Are we going to solve this with money? So, do you want to buy every ranch?

    Something in the acorn ran out in a childhood friend''s response, such as that, and since then, his own weight has been throwing judgment round to the stopping yut.

    "Thank you very much."

    Yuuto, who showed a good amount of food with the exact expression of flattening, exhales satisfactorily after eating without leaving a single shard.

    As for Yut, he did the best he could without complaining.

    But what about the Valtrudes?

    I''m still curious, or finally I can afford to look around, and Yut observes how everyone is doing.

    "I think I''m good."

    Larsia seems to like it. I''m emptying the dishes, just like Yut.

    "How can there be so many other dishes like this in Yut''s hometown?

    "Oh. As much."

    "Not this way."

    "I want to go someday, too."

    "... let''s do our best"

    Guilt is stimulated by the fact that he was not able to study the spell because of his businessmanship, a responsibility that gets heavier and heavier.

    From next to such a yuut, it''s like I woke up from a dream.

    "I was sweet about the acorns..."

    "I''m glad you complimented me, but I''m curious what rating that was."

    "Weird clothes."

    "It''s not weird. Isn''t she cute?"

    Differences in values are hard to bridge.

    "But if you can eat this, you can have a little patience"

    "But not enough."

    "Well, I guess Exile''s old man is"

    Not helpful.

    "Oh. It was delicious indeed. It''s a dish I''ve never eaten before."

    That''s right. Forward, Valtrude said.

    "But a little more, I just want a bite. The fat tastes good, but the meat still has to be toothless."

    "I see. You have that preference, too"

    On my first order, Acorn makes my eyes shine.

    This is the kind of opinion I wanted.

    "I was concerned that the flavor was somewhat diluted. It may fall within your taste range, but it would be more pleasing to have a little more flavor."

    "Really?

    Conversely, the acorn was interpreted differently, although it seemed too thick for Yut any longer.

    "Aren''t country grandparents and grandmothers gonna eat some incredibly salty spicy salmon and kappa pickles from us? Isn''t that the same thing?

    "Well, I know the image"

    people of the Brewers who move and sweat far more than modern people. Even royalty would not be able to say that they live more tranquil lives than modern people.

    Then it might make sense to want salt.

    "Well. So the taster is up to Val and Arcia. Let''s go to the kitchen."

    "From now on?

    "Whatever Val is, I have a job..."

    "Yut will do it for you. Right?"

    "Oh, wow."

    "Yes, no problem."

    Without letting me say whether or not, Acorn pulls the two of them.

    We can''t just shake it off forcefully, we both do, but we still do.

    I feel like there''s an aura of protests coming out of Alcia, but Yut followed them and pretended not to notice.

    "Ugh. It''s good to have good food..."

    "Val can still get rid of it with exercise, right? I don''t know..."

    Such a voice gradually gets farther away.

    An indescribable silence flowed between the remaining four.

    "Mistress, you might do pretty well with each other, or something, didn''t you think?

    "Don''t say."

    "But isn''t there going to be some kind of loss of my place? I thought so, didn''t I?

    "Don''t tell me..."

 66 7. Prince Visit

    "Welcome aboard."

    An adventurous stronghold in Sejour, Wang capital.

    Alcia bowed her head to her guests at that mansion, which has now become a departure agency in the king''s capital of the Count Istas family.

    The visitors were Prince Alsace and his fianc¨¦e Eudit Malemias. Besides, just two servants.

    "Take the trouble"

    A beautifully shaped prince, wearing red copper doublets with slightly swollen trousers around his thighs, made a grand advance.

    Ultra-class swordsman foot judgment with a knife traiter tucked from the waist and shouldered by Valtrude.

    Eudit, following modestly from behind, wore a dress with a large, swollen skirt after tightening his torso tightly in shape with a corset.

    The costume, which is pure white and decorated with plenty of used lace, should, contrary to its pity, make Valtrude sound even more Arcian than it was originally.

    But she was smiling really happy with the joy of being with her loved ones.

    "If it was meant to be, I should have visited from the front."

    "We have heard the circumstances."

    Alcia, dressed in her dress as Archbishop (Patriarch), bows her head small.

    A motion of Prince Alsace''s abolition, not numerous but certain to exist.

    To seal it up, I stand as a successor. Quickly and secretly to avoid being distracted by the opposition.

    That''s why I was working with the prime ministers and working on a little skinny work.

    The visiting delegation has already left for the King''s Capital to Falve, but naturally, there is no sign of a prince among them.

    Hiding it, Prince Alsace''s line, which entered the mansion after noon, was supposed to travel momentarily from here to the fortress of Falve.

    "Quick, but let''s come. Yona."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Instead of silence, Jonah, who also kept her signs hidden with minimal breathing, comes forward with such tricks as no choice.

    I''m grown up like the cat Jonah borrowed, partly because everyone told me - even Larsia - to stay out of trouble, but I was actually just an acquaintance.

    Alcia, Prince Alsace, Eudit. Two accompanying members are arranged in a circular circle, and the Albino girl at its center activates psychics.

    "Teleport"

    In the light overflowing from Jonah, Prince Alsace''s line of what he had heard beforehand closes his eyes reflexively.

    Slight floating sensation.

    When the light subsided and their eyes opened, they were in a completely different place.

    "This is..."

    Castle fortress in Falve.

    Before the castle gate, a line of Prince Alsace appeared.

    There is no clock or anything, but if you look at the sun shining in heaven, you can tell. Just like entering a mansion in Wangdu,. It''s still past noon now. He said that only time had passed as he felt.

    If it is a battle, the castle gates, which are closed tightly and refuse to be invaded by external enemies, are opened, welcoming guests.

    At the end of the castle gate, the road to the castle was lined with numerous greetings.

    On the right from Alsace stands a line of Civilians headed by Claude Laker, from the Temple of Helenonia to Alaina North Tin and other diocesan knights (paladins) and clerics.

    On the left were about twenty rock giants (Jarloot) serving as escorts, led by Exile.

    Equipped with glowing bold (crystal iron) chest armor (breast plate), they can only exist in this House of Counts Istas.

    A group that is magnificent to see and at the same time makes you feel awesome.

    "I cordially welcome you to the House of Counts of Istas"

    Istas bureau Valtrude advances from the front, breaks his knees and takes a thank you under his minister.

    Not to mention that this is an outfit, but wears platinum-colored magical silver (miserable) armor and a luxurious cape.

    Prince Alsace, who receives his honor.

    A knight who swears allegiance to the majestic royalty who has placed the beautiful princess beside him.

    It''s like a page of legends.

    "First, I''ll show you around the castle"

    In addition, he even joined the Great Mage (Archmage), who came from different worlds.

    Encouraged by such a host, the prince steps quietly and slowly into the castle.

    The Rock Titans unit, led by Exile, drops it off with vigilance around, and the Alaina North Tins Cathedral Knights turn their admirable gaze.

    But what caught Alsace''s eye the most was Claude''s appearance, who wouldn''t leave it upright immobile and slightly motionless.

    Older, but livelier, than I remember.

    I gaze at him, smiling and nodding slightly.

    That''s all, Claude Laker''s mind flirted with the waves of inspiration as if he had received numerous words, but never put them on the table.

    "Explore¡­ but nothing unusual"

    "No, it''s enough to say you''re in this place."

    Yut and Alsace exchange words in somewhat shattered tones, as they entered the castle and became only relatively close human beings.

    The only others are Valtrude and Eudit.

    Jonah disappears somewhere at the same time as she completes her work, and Alcia leads the Prince''s entourage to the guest room where she will be staying first.

    Larsia dispatched to a nature worshipper (Druid) living in the Kera Forest as a nominee, and probably by the time Acorn, who is not here, is entering the best training ground.

    "Helenonia, it''s as if you feel God''s breath"

    The Holy Knight with thick faith seemed to have another distinct impression from Yut and Akane.

    Yut is thorough with the guide and turns in turn around the kitchen, bathroom, conference room, general office room, etc. which is separate from Acorn''s busy working.

    None of them were real rigid and eye-pleasing, but they were both surprised by the bathroom system with their eyes open.

    "I thought when I saw it from afar, what kind of material is this castle fortress made of?

    "I don''t know."

    Stone building - yes, but I don''t know what kind of stone it''s made of without joints.

    For that reason, if anything, we have to repair it with a spell.

    "But doesn''t it look like it needs maintenance or anything?

    "Normally, it would be."

    I did an intensity experiment once at Yona''s suggestion, but it turns out that if it was Differential Blast or Elemental Missile, which I used at all costs, I could drill a hole in the wall.

    Show off such stories while guiding.

    "Wow. That''s pretty strong. That''s a gift from the Hellenonian God."

    "I stopped..."

    Knowing exactly what to do without fear of God, Valtrude was rarely afraid.

    "No, it''s important. You cannot stand on the battlefield without knowing the sharpness of the blade"

    "In my world, you say, ''If you know your enemies, if you know yourself, you''re not in danger of a hundred wars.''"

    "Truth, it is."

    Prince Alsace smiles with real pleasure, not a wall, not a door, not a window, and does not hesitate to touch anything he cares about.

    "Master Alsace, you look like a child."

    "That''s all I''m interested in."

    Even if my fianc¨¦e stops, it''s as if she doesn''t want to. It''s as if you''ve been freed from invisible heavy pressure.

    Eudit looked at Prince Alsace like that with real pleasure.

    "From here, you can see the city"

    The next thing I showed you was the balcony.

    I didn''t want to come with someone because this is where I received my confession from Valtrude and Acorn, but I can''t help it because I don''t have any other place.

    You can''t even use the Flight spell against these two.

    "Knock."

    "What have you done?

    "No, not at all"

    But Yuut''s poker face was wasted by Valtrude reacting openly.

    "I see..."

    I laugh with pleasure when Eudit compares such Valtrude to Yut and is good at it.

    "What''s wrong with you?

    "Apparently, this is a lovely place."

    Laughs as she rocks her fluffy hair.

    Eudit Malemias, who only looks like a poor girl, wrapped his fianc¨¦e in smoke with words as enigmatic as a lady.

    Her guess is probably correct, but just because she was otherwise known doesn''t mean it''s harmful.

    (What is this uncomfortable...)

    Feeling the heat on his cheeks, Yut chose to move on with his work. I never forgot to send a glance of condemnation to Valtrude.

    "This way, please."

    I invited two of my guests to the edge of the terrace and handed them a single-eyed telescope.

    Artisanal delicacies, not magic items. Although the telescope itself, dozens of gold coins, is a luxury product, its very existence is widely known.

    "It''s a glass iron lens, so it''s a little heavy"

    "Oh, I hear rumors. You think it''s tough glass like iron?"

    "If that''s all, you don''t have to make a lens out of bold iron,"

    I mean, I guess there''s some kind of trick.

    I was intrigued by Yut''s words and peered into the telescope first rather than asking for an explanation.

    "... this haha"

    It took time until I understood.

    After understanding the phenomenon, we still travel back and forth between naked eyes and telescopes again and again until we are convinced.

    "Oh, naturally, but don''t look at the sun. Well, I''ll treat you."

    Flat on such an excited look of Prince Alsace, Yut takes needless care.

    "What''s wrong with you?

    "Eudit, you too, you should take a look"

    At first sight, Alsace hands a telescope to her fianc¨¦e.

    It was Eudit I received in confusion, but at the same time I glanced and leaked my admiration.

    "Well...... You can see it very clearly."

    In the naked eye, it is exquisite to recognize the streets as scenery. I wouldn''t call it a bean grain, such as what people look like, but it''s hard to tell the details.

    But when I saw it in the telescope I was given, I could clearly see even people''s faces. It''s so multiplied, I don''t know where I''m looking.

    "Isn''t this magic equipment?

    "Technically different"

    It was just a substitute for keeping the Eye of the Eagle (Hawkeye) spell, which strengthens vision.

    "Persistence is probably, like, a few months. It''s an analogy from the street lights."

    "A few months..."

    In Prince Alsace''s head, the use must be predominantly developed on the battlefield. I can think of as many uses for reconnaissance and communication.

    "If you don''t mind, bring it"

    "Are you sure?

    "Yes, can you ask your magician (wizard) if it expires?"

    In contrast to them who somehow tell stories behind them, their beautiful fianc¨¦es (fianc¨¦es) enjoyed the sights purely from the terrace.

    "Everyone in Yuku City is smiling. It''s wonderful."

    "If we''re all happy, there''s no better joy than that"

    A dialogue that any exchanger would say would be laughed at or suspected of. But that was definitely Valtrude''s heart.

    Although Larsia and Yona might have laughed in a different way if they had listened because they were trying to be respectful anyway.

    "The night view is more beautiful. Perhaps you can also see it from the room where you can stay."

    "That''s nice. Hey, Master Alsace."

    "Right. But this development has something to keep an eye on."

    Alsace is right, the city of Falve continues to grow every day, construction is still unfinished and the population follows a path of growth.

    A city with a future, seasonally speaking, reminiscent of a sprouting spring.

    Will I be able to do the same to myself?

    Yes, Alsace, with an alternating emotion with no envy and jealousy, but immediately denied it.

    Who else can do this? Even now, he was easily transported from Wang Du to the land, and was just given a hell of a high-performance telescope.

    Rather, it is stranger that they are spoiled by the position of nobility. If I wanted to, I could be king.

    But it never seemed like an irrevocable magic box if it opened.

 67 8. Dinner party

    Yut sighed a sigh of relief when he saw that Prince Alsace''s entire line had entered the VIP room on the top floor.

    After a full tour of the castle, we are supposed to have a few hours'' break for dinner.

    In the meantime, it would be easier if we crossed there... Should be.

    Valtrude was smiling as if she were a lady.

    It''s as beautiful as a painting, and it doesn''t work perfectly.

    "Smiles stick"

    "You''re so tired. Let''s get some rest."

    "Val, you''re not talking back."

    "No, no, um. Thanks, I''m confident I can do the same thing again after I put it back."

    Valtrude, who rarely shows the colour of fatigue, seems to be different.

    Instead, I''ll rub her face loose, like they did to Acorn or Alcia, and I''ll take her strength.

    "Yeah. This one''s cuter"

    Maybe Yut was tired too.

    If he was sane, he would never do it. To the act and the words, Valtrude hastily hesitated, not to appear.

    "No, well, what. I don''t like it. That, that. For me, too, there''s something called mind preparation. In the first place, some people wonder what it''s like to touch a woman''s face without permission."

    "Ah. Ugh..."

    That''s what they said, and they noticed the audacity.

    Distract while disturbing, turning your face bright red.

    "Well, I wouldn''t mind Yut. Still..."

    "Kitsukemus"

    The two of us look at each other, and every time we do that, we get nagging. What a nasty sight.

    No one had seen me.

    Not to be seen.

    "Are you done?

    Alcia, who had finished her work in the VIP room, was unaware that she had come out.

    "Ah. Ugh..."

    "Shit......"

    "Ha... You''ll be considerate ahead."

    As for Alcia, what do we do in light of this extent? I just want to say more forcefully...... but now only during the big event called Prince Visit, all you have to do is give up.

    "Both of you, are you ready for dinner? Later on."

    I can''t be here forever for now.

    Encourage the two hardened and immobile to move away from the guest room and from the top floor, which was rarely visited, to their private space.

    "Ready? What are you talking about?

    "It''s no use getting stuck."

    "Ugh..."

    "Not in this outfit?

    "Val, I know I can''t do that."

    Give up, put your hands on your shoulders and tell them.

    I''m ready now. The option of escaping now is unacceptable.

    (Originally, it seems that Yuuto-kun started the case.)

    - And it did not steam back, and Alcia also grabbed Valtrude''s shoulder disappointingly, forcing him to go to the modest room where Regina Nievez, coming from Hardentrum, waited.

    Numerous unused rooms exist in this fortress of Falve.

    That was the case with the first kitchen, which became the fort of Acorn, and so was the guest room on the top floor that went through the line of Prince Alsace.

    This room, adjacent to the luxurious large hall - was also finally set to see the day this time.

    It would originally envisage its use as a modest room during meetings in the Great Hall or as a discourse room in small numbers. It was a relatively mediocre room.

    Still, the walls are decorated with gold yarn silver yarn, and paintings, figurines and other conditioning are top notch. A dining table made from a single plate of sandalwood is a delicacy prepared for this purpose.

    There are few accompanying people this time, which makes a cold impression in the Great Hall.

    Neither Prince Alsace nor Eudit, who has been guided by Alcia, see the colour of dissatisfaction.

    And more importantly, the beauty of the host is out of group.

    Valtrude, who stood up and welcomed them, was wearing an unfamiliar dress.

    The dress, tailored in dark blue jade (satin), is cut large diagonally from the root of the neck to the underside of the armhole, with exposed shoulders.

    It is woven with gray boleros close to white to hide it, and the costume made of the same fabric worn on the ribbon at the neck creates glamour.

    A belt like a belt distributed around the underside of her chest highlighted her chest, and the skirt area, in contrast to which the spread was suppressed, was making her look smarter.

    It is like the costume of a mythical goddess, coupled with the appearance of Valtrude as if he had received a mysterious and heavenly grace.

    Next to it, Yut, who stood embarrassed, also took off his usual uniform and put his sleeves through his new clothes.

    Even so, the slack and white shirt stay put. Topped with a vest, the student clothes on the collar are removed and a white robe of magic equipment (magic item) is woven at the top.

    Acorn seemed to want to wear a suit anyway, but lacked time and skill. From the yurt that even the tie feels cramped, it won''t be a hoarding one though.

    "Again, I cordially welcome you"

    Two of the guests confirm that they have laid down their hips on the stool and Valtrude greets them. At the same time, an aperitif wine is poured into the glass.

    The role of Sommelier had asked Prince Alsace''s entourage. Originally, I don''t even have the in-laws to serve Valtrude or Yut, but the outfit was put up with because there are no other suitors.

    "... delicious"

    "It''s a gift from the Kingdom of the Chronica God."

    "Ho."

    With admiration, Prince Alsace opens another glass.

    The anxiety felt on the balcony a few hours ago is not even given out in the yawn.

    I didn''t think Yut was very tasty, but I guess this is what it is if you don''t like alcohol. For that matter, I have no problem with Valtrude drinking happily.

    "It''s really bold, but it''s lovely."

    More concerned than wine, Eudit asks Valtrude.

    "Another visitor from Amaxa''s hometown. It''s due to her efforts."

    "We''re still in the prototype stage, but if you don''t mind, I can show you a sample later"

    It was called Amaxa by Valtrude to other demeanor the other way round is fresh on the contrary, and I pinch my mouth to avoid laughing weirdly.

    Eudit, who had been asked ahead of time to make a request, hung up like a girl.

    "And an order?

    "Of course."

    That''s why I bothered to call Regina. I can''t possibly call on a councillor from Hardenturm just to help Valtrude change his clothes.

    Now, with what face will you be surprised?

    I don''t mean to, but it gives me a good response to what Yut does, so I''m a little excited.

    "Yeah. You''ll have time."

    "Today we would like you to enjoy a course dish from our hometown"

    "Dinner from another world."

    "Don''t worry, it''s not a flying thing"

    "What is the course?

    "Instead of bringing in the dishes at once, we will serve them at the speed they are served and in turn"

    Wine and bread. And while indicating that there are just some dishes on the desk, explain.

    At least there is still no concept of course in the Rotosilt kingdom. In other words, this is the first time this has happened, so to speak, acorns become the rule.

    The sunny smile she showed when she realized it, who cared about manners, is unforgettable.

    "It''s a chicken breast ham and fig appetizer."

    Like wine, the hors d ''oeuvres brought in by Prince Alsace''s entourage.

    Sliced ham with black pepper, sprinkled with chopped apple fruit and dressed with vinegar and olive oil similar to balsamic vinegar. The colors were complemented by herbs.

    "Well. How artistic"

    "Yeah. This is beautiful."

    Royal palace cooks should be loaded with drills every day.

    But that is hundreds of years apart from culinary advances on Earth. Though I''m not an expert, I can''t possibly be the acorn I enjoy as a matter of course.

    "¡­ this seems to be a luxurious use of pepper for a long time"

    "This sauce is also refreshing."

    The sweetness of the ham and apple of the peppered chicken is harmonious and makes the tongue enjoyable.

    The chickens judged what they were raising in the village of Cayenne, and the acorns processed it from hand to hand. I''ve been making chicken ham since I was on Earth, so there was nothing wrong with it.

    The taste also seems to have received a passing score, which is relieving. Akane, who should be peeking into this room at Miller of Furfroom, would also be delighted.

    Valtrude, who should have had a taste for it but is focused on eating it... he is so cute, I can''t say anything. If I don''t lose my gratitude, I''ll make it better.

    The first plate disappeared beautifully while we had a chat, and the soup was carried next in anticipation of the fit.

    "Bouillabaisse. This is the dish we have here too"

    "Really?

    "In fishermen''s towns, where the sea is close, it''s common. However, this is how it works."

    It''s the first time I''ve looked into diversity and all, but it seems that Bouillabaisse has something that will be a bouillabaisse charter.

    I get tired of everything being all unusual. Materials as much ground as possible. But I also want novelty.

    Such selfishness.

    When it was difficult to make potage without potatoes or corn, I hit it in the search for it and it was too convenient for me to make a high touch.

    Serve the soup in front of you, and the fish that serves as the utensil is sprinkled on another plate and divided.

    The soup, which I took stock of with small fish and seasoned with plenty of spices, was excellent.

    "You''re so rich in flavor. I''m going to be obsessed."

    That being said, Eudit carries a spoon gracefully.

    In contrast to her like that, Prince Alsace continues to eat silently and does not hesitate to reach out to Baggett.

    The bread was baked at the shop where the Yuts were in the king''s capital. He responded well to my order to get something to match the soup.

    If it''s the original full course, fish dishes next.

    But that''s omitted because acorns don''t keep it. This time, she''s the rule.

    The next main meat dish I was carried was a hamburger that I showed off once.

    However, we have taken on board the opinions of Valtrude and Alcia, and the details are fairly adjusted.

    For example, pork rose meat was wrapped around the hamburger to give a bite of meat and a sense of volume.

    "In my hometown, it''s the most popular dish. It''s often requested even in celebratory seats."

    I''m not lying.

    I''m just not saying - for a child.

    "That''s exciting"

    "Yes."

    Two people using knives and forks to cut them apart.

    Carry it to your mouth and take a bite.

    The result is - needless to say.

    I opened my eyes to surprise, that look is everything.

    (Indeed, it is delicious. But you don''t eat all the way to Val...)

    When you''re really impressed, it seems like something that keeps you quiet.

    It wasn''t until Alsace remembered that his mouth was an organ for uttering words that he ate the second plate that came out without asking for it.

    Patty kept it slightly smaller in conjunction with Eudit, so it was actually as calculated.

    No one knows that there was a cook who had a story on his mind''s notebook when he saw Alsace like that and said, "Looks like he''s going to make progress with a carnivorous beauty prince or something.

    "Excellent. No, really great. I seem to have spoken of God''s food."

    "The cook will be delighted with the excessive compliments"

    "Absolutely. I''d love to meet you."

    "Come here with dessert"

    Yes, rather than Eudit, I call on Acorn, who would be watching over there. You''ll look blatantly disgusted, but you can''t hear that selfishness.

    Enjoying wine and conversation for a few minutes.

    As Yut said, Acorn showed up at the dining room.

    The outfit is a made-up outfit I was wearing one day.

    Acorn, who finished handing out dessert sorbets with his best shot on his face, bowed his head next to the two main guests.

    "Taste first"

    More natural than Valtrude. But recommend dessert with the remaining voice of steadfastness.

    Because the ice was all-you-can-use, I made a sherbet of milk tea, still made of rare tea.

    The shades are slightly plain, but the sweet, more importantly cold texture greatly entertains the two guests.

    "Did it fit your mouth?

    "I''ve never eaten anything like this before. No, if it belongs to your hometown, of course."

    "I''m proud to be the same woman who''s still young."

    "It''s an occasional piece of hometown technology."

    You look humble, but I actually want to get out of this place quickly. No, you must be wanting to escape.

    "She - Zhu Yin is also the originator of this costume"

    "Well."

    Several surprise voices this day.

    Naturally, there''s no way we''re letting today''s useful actors get away with this. I have a grudge from Acorn. My gaze flies, but I ignore it as a matter of course.

    "Brave man..."

    I couldn''t bear it, Acorn was even speaking out in his voice.

    It''s hard to follow...... and Yut laughs inside.

    "I heard you can''t use this magic, but you seem like an extra lady to make it up to."

    That word of Alsace is a frank praise and, at the same time, I cannot help but recall the question of why so many people gather in this land.

    Valtrude Istas.

    Perhaps the best Cathedral Knight (Paladin) in this Brewers, a beautiful Virgin who also dresses in costumes from different worlds.

    If you are a hero who saved the world, is that natural too?

    "Who is he who was imprisoned by the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil)...

    "Master Alsace?

    Eudit''s sweet voice draws back Alsace''s consciousness, which has fallen into the abyss of thought.

    "No, I was just wondering how to make this dessert"

    "If you add salt to the ice, the temperature drops a lot, so we use it."

    "That''s the first phenomenon I''ve ever heard."

    On the surface, no, the postprandial discourse proceeds softly except inside Alsace.

    Thus, the dinner party succeeded in bringing the curtain down.

    So there is only one person who has noticed the darkness in his heart that Prince Alsace has felt. I kept thinking of him for decades, just her.

 68 9. To the Kera Forest

    "This is going to be worse than I thought..."

    Larsia solitudes herself as she stops and looks through the woods. Normal cheerfulness was totally lurking.

    Kera Forest stretches between Falve and Hardenturm.

    I sent a messenger to a nature worshipper (Druid) who is essentially ruling this forest to visit the ancient altar of the Hellenonian God supposedly behind it, but there was no response after the deadline set for responding to the letter.

    If it''s being ignored, that''s fine. I can do it.

    However, in the short period of time since I sent the letter, it would be different if a condition appeared to be occurring that prevented me from responding.

    "In that sense, I guess it''s a good thing you sent me."

    Depression and lush trees blocked the moonlight and were sinking completely into the darkness at night.

    Even if we go to the settlement of nature worshippers, there are just a bunch of deserted homes. I was Larsia leaving in the morning, but I haven''t been able to confirm one human yet.

    The beast grates away, a complete night when you can''t even hear the bugs.

    Larsia raunched the dried meat and forced it into which back.

    "I guess the yuts are eating acorn dishes. No, are those two awesome struggles? After all, the true enemy is an egg who eats delicious food with only a dressed escort."

    Even just Larsia couldn''t tell that Valtrude was indulging in alcohol and meals.

    "In the meantime, go back or move on..."

    Because we were searching the woods extensively, we have come - but not yet - to the ruins at the heart.

    The darkness of the night is no longer a problem if you make up for it with a spell.

    Although there is some fatigue, I have not lost focus.

    Calmly analyzing the situation, Larsia drew the opposite conclusion.

    "I can still go, but it''s not safe anymore. This place, I figured..."

    Let''s go back.

    That''s what I decided, Larsia felt multiple signs.

    At the same time, the fog starts to rise.

    "Ahhh. Something came up."

    My experience as an adventurer was telling Larsia what kind of monster they were on guard against without alarm.

    Cursory footsteps.

    Temperature that drops all at once.

    Rotten odor on the nose.

    "They''re the ones with no steeple!

    Corpseman (Zombie), Tsukamato (Wight), Corpse Eater (Ghoul).

    Mixed armies of all immortal monsters (undead) surround the meadow race (Magner). Do you want me to scatter it, or do you want me to be one of you? I don''t know the intention, but gradually narrow the circle of siege.

    "I wonder if it has anything to do with the people who went out to King''s Capital."

    There is no evidence.

    There is no basis.

    "But by irrelevant, you mean more unlikely!

    While Larsia retrieved the magic scepter (Magic Wand), she made that determination.

    There is no way the immortal monster can affirm it, and every step of the way is sure to come.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    A bullet of pure magic unleashed from a swinging magic scepter blows the corpse man away. Whatever the rushing adventurer is, it doesn''t even make this much of an opponent, a problem for Larsia.

    "Ugh, it''s overkill. Waste."

    I can also afford to think about such an extra thing.

    But the smile had disappeared from Larsia.

    "There''s a lot of them..."

    I can''t feel the anxiety in that voice.

    At the same time, it doesn''t feel like the number of enemies has decreased.

    "What to do, this"

    In a forest where no living person existed, there was no voice to respond to the words.

    "Tsuka-tsuki-tsuki-tsuki"

    "Thank you so much"

    "I thought I was gonna die, really."

    "If you die, I''ll ask Arcia to bring you back to life."

    "That''s not what this is about, is it?

    "Yes, sir."

    I''ll stroke the head of an acorn that''s gobbling like a daughter-in-law in bed.

    So you were satisfied, and when you narrowed your eyes to feel good, you buried your face straight in the sheet.

    In Yut''s bed.

    "By the way, why are you in my room?"

    Of course, I''m going to have more feelings for labor than anyone else. While you''re on your own, and I think you did a really good job with your royal opponent, etc.

    But it''s late at night.

    To the extent that there are eye-catching people in situations where unmarried men and women are alone in the same room.

    "You think you can reward me today."

    "A reward..."

    I looked up at Yuut sitting on the bed with mesmerizing eyes as I lay down on the bed, only my neck facing this way.

    Yut knows that acorns are not as ¡°light¡± as they look.

    Still, it should be noted that the trick of inviting her under the guise of defenselessness in that way suited her gorgeous appearance well. To the extent that if Valtrude''s face does not pass, he is likely to reward and do as he is asked.

    "I''ll give you something next time."

    "It''s engagement ring, what is it?

    "What is it?"

    "Can''t you?

    "No... not..."

    Bad foreboding.

    Yes, I guess I thought so myself.

    I put my hand aside and sat the acorn down, and said with my eyes in the immediate vicinity.

    "I told you before, are you talking about making Valko and Zhuyin your fianc¨¦es?

    "Yeah."

    "That, about a month ago, told the King"

    "Huh? Why?

    If you can''t believe it, the acorn hears back from the front straight.

    "You didn''t even tell me?

    "Yeah."

    "You haven''t told Val yet?

    "Oh......"

    "Are you nuts?

    "That''s right. Stupid guy who couldn''t pick one."

    I said, I said it.

    That''s a word I can''t go back to.

    Yut falls into bed and diverts his gaze from Acorn.

    "Well, that one. That kind of indecision isn''t bad sometimes."

    "... do you?

    Now Acorn gently strokes Yut''s hair. The clothes I prepared are going to wrinkle, but now would be a good time.

    "Yes, if the sum of the heavens, the earth, and men is in place."

    "Do you even go to war...... No, in a way, yeah."

    "That''s right. You''ve been advertising me to great people this time, haven''t you? If it wasn''t meant to be a brave woman, how would it have happened from now on?

    "Knock."

    I didn''t know they''d noticed.

    He was poked at a picture star, and rarely Yut lost his word.

    "... So, you still have your reward?

    "Didn''t you say next time?

    "An advance."

    When I smile at him saying that and wasting a man, the acorn creeps over Yut.

    The distance between the two stays zero - it never happened.

    A modest knock sounded and the acorn jumped away as it was played.

    "Geez."

    It was never a loud sound, but it worked immensely.

    "My head was boiling..."

    Reflect deeply as you hold on to your bright red cheeks.

    I guess my head wasn''t working because of fatigue. When I calm down, it''s too bold for me to open up.

    So the acorns, who are righting their abode with the mundane on the bed, will not receive the voice of Yut and Arsia, who came to call him.

    "Zhuyin"

    "Something wrong?

    I guess I figured it out in Yut''s hard voice. Acorn asks worried.

    "Oh. Larsia''s a little"

    I left him telling him not to go to sleep, and Yut left Acorn.

    I wasn''t called.

    That means Acorn is not a useful thing to do.

    "I wonder if there''s a battle..."

    You knew it, you knew it.

    Valtrude said he saved the world and earned the territory as a reward for it.

    In other words, he fought and won against the likes of the demon king who threatened the world.

    With Yut.

    Yut fought too. He was just a high school student.

    Whatever Yut is doing - even if he was killing people, he''s not going to blame Acorn.

    Because he lived. We met again.

    But then she can only wait.

    It''s not my role, like fighting.

    Even knowing that, it was a matter of time to convince.

    "Sorry I''m late"

    To the usual dining room and conference room, Yut ran out of breath with Alcia.

    "Larsia''s in big trouble, huh?

    "Oh...... Surrounded by immortal monsters..."

    Exile answers in a heavy, low voice.

    "Because you''re alive! I mean, you''re not hurt at all!

    "What is it, Larsia? I couldn''t see in the shadow of Exile''s old man."

    "It''s a lie!

    "You''re lying, but you think this treatment is gonna taste good, don''t you?

    "Because you''re a meadow species. Of course you do!

    "Well, I''m glad you didn''t get hurt."

    "It''s really natural for Yut to show you something to worry about while you''re at it."

    "Larsia, shut up..."

    Jonah makes a blatantly grumpy voice over Yut and Larsia''s multiplication.

    I guess I can''t help but want to sleep. When I saw it, my head was shaking back and forth with my eyes flashing.

    "Kids."

    "It''s a child."

    Yut and Arsia take their seats and finally have all the members.

    But I needed another guest on this issue.

    "I seem to be the last."

    Simple - but top notch in fabric and tailoring - Prince Alsace, dressed in tunic, enters the room at the end.

    Always ceded the upper seat where Valtrude was, and instead she sat next to Yut.

    "I need to talk to you about the ritual. It''s urgent."

    "For more information, I haven''t even heard it yet"

    "So long, Larsia, please"

    Urged by Arcia, Larcia gets up from her chair and starts reporting.

    "First, the colonies of nature worshippers are mushrooms. No bodies, nothing."

    "Then it''s only natural that you don''t have a response."

    Valtrude snorts heavily.

    "Right. I''ve been carefully exploring the Kera Forest, and there''s a sudden outbreak of immortal monsters in the back."

    "That would have been hard"

    "Yeah. They''re not in a hurry. Was there a hundred or so?

    In the end, after breaking through the siege net, Larsia naturally completes the report, saying it was annihilated while at a distance.

    "Even immortal monsters don''t show up naturally."

    "Then there''s the ruins of the example?

    "I want you to wait a minute. More than a hundred immortal monsters?

    Unlike the lightly flushed yuts, to Prince Alsace - rather than - it was usually an unseen statement.

    "I don''t think there''s going to be any other fire right away because all I can see is extinct..."

    "No, it''s an emergency. I don''t care about words."

    "That won''t help."

    Larsia, who is not even pre-built, frees up her tone to her posture. And I know you weren''t listening to that word, but Jonah was finally falling and putting her head on Arcia''s lap.

    "Can Prince Alsace do the same?

    "I don''t intend to take a step backwards, to the extent of a corpse."

    Still, it''s frustrating to deal with more than a hundred at the same time.

    Alsace replies that way to Exile.

    "Given the timing, I''m also suspected of being related to the incident in Wang Du that Larsia was saying..."

    "The matter has been told by the Prime Minister. It doesn''t seem to have been resolved."

    "It was an uncertain story. By the way, was there no inheritance, such as the appearance of a corpse man, regarding the ruins of the example or the altar?

    Alsace shakes his head and quietly denies it.

    Sometimes I wouldn''t be able to tell you as a royal secret, but this seemed really irrelevant.

    "Mr. Alcia, even tomorrow."

    "Yeah. Let''s get you a commission."

    Silence comes because the information is out.

    "We have to go."

    It was Valtrude''s quiet words that broke it.

    Morale dwells in everyone''s eyes in just one word and is reborn into a group that fights all at once.

    Except Prince Alsace.

    "Your Highness?"

    "No, I''m sorry. Right. I''m sorry, but let me cancel my appointments after tomorrow. I''ll get in there myself and let them know the truth."

    "Yes, sir."

    With Yut listening, the policy is finalized.

    "But when this happens, I just want to leave a voicemail..."

    That''s what I say and look around my face, but no one wanted to stay as one. Especially if he leaves Valtrude behind, he''s going to pull his tail.

    "I can trust you, I have the strength, and you''ll respond to the invitation right away. Such an opponent..."

    "... I have one person in charge"

    Yut, who said so, was accomplishing the difficult act of smiling and making a very unpleasant face.

 69 1. The Great Sage and the Divine

    "Heard you could see something interesting, here we are"

    Bald old man.

    Great sage Vainamarinen with a splendid mustache.

    He showed up in the middle of having breakfast by the feast Divine Feast in the dining room.

    Decide it''s an emergency and cancel all appointments after today. The meeting was also accompanied by a gathering of nine people.

    When this meeting is over, I plan to fly to the site as soon as possible. So far, no major anomalies have occurred in the Kera Forest, as confirmed by Miller of Farfrom.

    "... Hey, brave man. Who the hell is that?

    "Oh, this is the rumored great sage Vainamarinen."

    Prince Alsace, Eudit, and Acorn round their eyes to the tall old man who suddenly appeared on the move of the moment (teleport).

    "Great Sage...... It''s intense..."

    Acorn, who doesn''t know how much he''s gaining, did that, but Alsace stood up from his seat in advance.

    "Be the first to see -"

    "I don''t want that."

    The old man, waving at ease, lowered his back to his empty seat on his own.

    "I''m the one who called you, but I thought it was five minutes."

    Anyway, keep in touch at night and the next morning. It''s a little harder to get a friend.

    "It''s a call from my master. You can''t say no."

    "... my master?

    Part of Path Finders, a legendary adventurer who attacked the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    A great sorcerer among the great sorcerers (Arch Mage) who possessed wisdom in heaven and developed numerous spells.

    The Great Sage who hears many words, from royalty to people, while hiding in the deep mountain valley.

    With merit, that''s what I don''t have time to name.

    Prince Alsace black-and-white his eyes wondering if he misheard such a great wise man laughing like a magnificent man. It was the opposite of what I was hearing, and more importantly, I don''t know what that great sage master or anything like that means.

    "Don''t think deeply about that area. I''ll have you at Vainamarinen while we''re away."

    "That''s a story I don''t even wish for..."

    "I don''t care. I was just caught by a second stranger."

    "If it''s just a jitter, you don''t have to stay."

    "Even the world''s best at science spells?

    "Regards"

    Neither the conversation of such a mentor seemed particularly surprising or impressive to the Valtrudes.

    Except for Alcia, who continues to eat flat, while Alcia is trying to regulate her spell to produce another meal for her. Vainamarinen herself had reached for the bread in the basket without waiting for it and had her white eyes pointed at her by Jonah.

    Alsace and Eudit, who have surprisingly yet to recover, are arguably the victims of a free dam, light-worked Daiwei.

    The biggest victim, I don''t know.

    "Is that it? Doesn''t it feel like I''m entertaining you?

    The Yuts accompany Prince Alsace to investigate a place.

    That was the acorn I was listening to, but conversely, there was no further explanation. I know they think that even if I explain it in detail, it just makes me worry, but while I acknowledge that decision, I feel alienated.

    "You got an ebook in your notebook, right?

    "Ugh. Well, I do..."

    "Please wait while I read the manga with Jijii and Miss Eudit."

    "But the words..."

    "Don''t worry. If it''s Japanese, I''ll master it."

    "Yeah eh?

    At the same time, I''m surprised you''re not doing anything extra, Yuto.

    "One language. Is that also the master of the other world? That''s right, you''re a great sage..."

    "I think Val will be forgiven for crying"

    Yut tries to follow as he looks sideways at the Albino girl comforting the grieving Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "If you''re Jii from Vainamarinen, you have as much magic equipment (magic items) as you want to automatically translate. It doesn''t matter if you remember Japanese."

    "Yut, that''s not comforting."

    "Is that it?"

    Where did it fail? The result ended only in a pitiful glance at Valtrude. Well, that doesn''t even make it fruitless.

    "So, should Non stay here?

    Vainamarinen asks about the charcoal-grilled rock fish (Grier) in a lavish ros¨¦ wine, but with an attitude of checking it out.

    "Nothing, I don''t mind accompanying you."

    "You''re never gonna do that."

    The Great Sage laughs and blows away Yut''s words, which he denies with a bitter face.

    "All right, all right. Be careful not to overdo it."

    "That''s for real, Mr. Jii."

    "I''m going on a big boat, I''ll take care of it."

    "But even Yamato-san sinks..."

    Words that seem worrying about acorns.

    But Yut can''t answer that. It''s troublesome to turn to the enemy, but he''s a worried old man on his side.

    "In the meantime, I want you to deal with something in peace while also teaching me how to read comics. Peace of mind."

    "I told you before, that''s an expression technique where pictures and texts come together. The painting your lord painted conveys it completely."

    "Fuck. I''m Art 3. That''s it. Normal. Zhu Yan is abnormal."

    "Wow. Can your lady draw comics?"

    "Brave man..."

    Now it was total silence.

    In my heart, I sit down to Acorn.

    "Um, so what do I do...?

    Pushed by a great sage of intense personality, Eudit just grated.

    The great sages Vainamarinen and Akane, and the rest of Eudit, moved to a separate room. The moment when Japanese comics flaunt the other world is almost there.

    "You''ve cleared up one of your suspicions."

    "I know you do. I guess it''s called do-it-yourself."

    Subtly different, but I don''t deny it because Valtrude seems to be good at it.

    "So, Mr. Arcia. May I ask the results of the commissioning?

    "Yeah, sure."

    The busiest person to work this morning - except for Claude, who won''t be long off due to a sudden rescheduling - would have been this Alcia.

    However, such a thing is not even offered every time, and the Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery (Patriarch), wearing a red eyelid, explains the content of the divine gift.

    "Firstly, it seems unlikely that a major disaster will occur at least within the last day. Thanks to Larsia, who wiped out a lot of them."

    "You can praise me more."

    I stroke Larsia''s head fluttering on the chair, pompous as the exile sitting next to her refreshes the child.

    "Is that it? It''s not what I thought..."

    "Meanwhile, nature worshippers (Druids) seem to think it''s too late."

    "Right..."

    Everyone - Larsia and Jonah too - gets a sinister look at the result of the disappearance of one of the villages. Of course, it''s neither omnipotent nor false, but I think we could have done something with our own power.

    "So, Alcia. Any idea where the Undead Monster came from?

    The heavy air that was drifting in Valtrude''s word was removed. Now, there is something to be done before we mourn that misfortune.

    "I don''t know - maybe it''s not one source."

    "That''s a vague story."

    While agreeing with Prince Alsace''s sentiments, Yut explains.

    "Because the trustee doesn''t always get the answers he wants"

    "Maybe it was a bad way to ask a question, or maybe there''s more than one original."

    "So there''s no doubt it has something to do with rumors of the immortal monster in Wang Du, right?

    "I''ve been wondering since I first heard you talk, why is there an altar of the Hellenonian God in that place?

    "Because..."

    The king of Rotosilt is the diocesan knight of Hellenonia for generations. A ritual to bear the testimony of the king is on its prints. There is no contradiction whatsoever...... should be.

    "If that''s what Yut is, maybe it''s my mistake, but isn''t it in the opposite order?

    "There was an altar first, and the king came later, didn''t he?

    Valtrude nods quietly to Yona''s confirmation.

    "I mean, is this what Val is trying to say? I was wondering if the Royal House of Rotosilt had not made an altar for the ritual, but had used the original facility for the ritual."

    Following that reasoning from Alusia, a gaze gathers in Prince Alsace.

    But all he could do was shake his head small.

    "I don''t have the information to determine the veracity of the theory. My father knows, or he may find something in the library..."

    "But isn''t that a good story either?

    "Right. Hit him and it''ll be over."

    "Yes, but..."

    To the attitude of the two people who were running too normally, Yut brutally put his head on.

    "I came up with one thing, maybe the altar and the temple was sealing something up."

    "With the blessing of the Hellenonian God, the immortal monster."

    It''s not an impossible story.

    Yes, Valtrude and Prince Alsace affirm Yut''s reasoning.

    "It''s a reversal of the master. Then it''s not like nature worshippers were protecting the ruins."

    The object of the faith of nature worshippers is this world itself and those who live there. The immortal monster, an unnatural being, could be said to be the enemy of the uncluttered heavens.

    "Did they come to destroy it in the capital? The question remains," What for? "

    "Just ask directly."

    "Totally."

    The straightforward policy seems to have been in Exile''s favor. Knock up the corner of your mouth and laugh.

    I am not dissatisfied with anything other than Exile.

    "Your Highness."

    Yut looks at the Prince of Beauty from the front.

    "It is very likely that there will be third-party intervention, and the path to the altar¡­ No, neither does the altar itself know what is happening now"

    Yut and the others go.

    There are various reasons - I take it for granted.

    "Still, will you go with me?

    But Prince Alsace has another option.

    After the Yuts settle the case, I don''t mind visiting after they settle down. You don''t have to jump into danger yourself.

    "Whatever."

    Without any hesitation, Alsace responded instantly.

    "I don''t know if I''ll ever be a foot wrapper. But this is the enclosure of the Earl of Istas, as well as my Rotosilt kingdom."

    "Yes, sir."

    Valtrude drips his head off.

    At the same time, the policy was decided.

    "Yut, when can we get out?

    Give me half an hour.

    "That''s fine. Ask him to prepare the spell. Exile, let''s see His Highness''s gear. Follow me."

    "Okay."

    With the exception of Larsia, who has just returned from reconnaissance since yesterday, and Jonah, where there is little such thing as preparation, he moved out in a hurry.

 70 2. Intercultural exchanges

    (I wonder how this happened...)

    The top floor of the castle fortress in Falve.

    Acorn sighs secretly in the guest room where Prince Alsace stays.

    Luxurious interiors no less than the rooms used for dinner parties. Indoor as comfortable as what tricks are available or even running on air conditioning.

    There are only three of us in this room because we dropped off the yuts who just left.

    In the living room of several bedrooms and a succession of guest rooms, the Great Sage Vainamarinen and the Marquis Lady await laptop activation with Prince Alsace''s fianc¨¦e, Eudit Malemias.

    (Really, what''s the situation?

    Looking at the OS logo, I really think again.

    Acorn sits in the middle of a luxurious leather sofa, and Vainamarinen and Eudit Malemias look at the start-up screen with intrigue.

    I just dropped off a friend who I love.

    "Is this also the word of your Lord''s kingdom?

    "English¡­. It means windows in the words of other countries."

    "Ho."

    I came to another world where there was a boy I was close to. It''s not like I want to use spells to work great like Yut or pull a legendary sword out of a rock and defeat the Demon King.

    (But I wonder what you mean by the mention of being left unattended, the entertainment of great people)

    Besides, they say it''s comics to show.

    A number of questions arise like bubbles and overflow without disappearing.

    "Is this a magic device (magic item) from another world - your two hometowns?"

    "That''s the place. But not everyone can use it."

    "I see..."

    Acorn''s conscience hurts when she looks like a flowery girl who honestly admires her.

    But I''m not throwing up.

    Not everyone can use a laptop. In fact, Acorn''s grandfather can''t use it. Precisely, I''ve tried to use it, but now I''m wearing dust.

    (Plus, too much science is called magic or something)

    In that sense, this precision machine would not have to be described as a magic appliance of another world.

    "So why don''t you show me a comic book?"

    "Uh. Yes, sir."

    Severe, but rushed by the great sage who said he couldn''t wait, Acorn opens a folder where he keeps his ebooks.

    "Even so, which one should..."

    You won''t understand anything about any modern stage piece, like a school object. It may be boring to be familiar with a fantasy.

    "Okay. Okay, here we go."

    What got me there as I scrolled through the mouse was a work inspired by the source story.

    If it''s a historical object, it''ll satisfy the curiosity of the Great Sage, and it''s a romantic thing, so it should spark Eudit''s interest.

    If you can''t, you can go next. There are as many candidates as there are.

    "The painting has come out. Besides, even the colors......"

    "I''m sorry. The only thing with color on it is the cover"

    I get sorry for Eudit reacting honestly. But I can''t. Follow up with no one that it''s not a full-color or human thing.

    "I see. You do have a combination of paintings and letters. It''s a pretty advanced expression technique."

    The great sage watching beside him was also impressed.

    Initially, it was rare to say that a picture appeared on the display, but even though it was a deliberate choice, the content was also well received.

    Because I wasn''t used to it, or Eudit, who cared about the glasses of the language translation given to me by Vainamarinen, was also staring at the LCD display from the way in to eat in.

    "This man is a scumbag."

    And so on, but also for Vainamarinen, the wooden mansions and unique customs seemed interesting.

    However, it made me struggle to teach how to read comics.

    At least for acorns, it''s just as natural a move as breathing. From the top right comma

    Shift your gaze over here, in order - and so on. It''s hard to explain. It''s like teaching you how to walk.

    "I''m afraid you''re a great sage. Master Genji comes hungry for love. Wouldn''t it be hard?"

    Carefully place the glasses of the language translation on the table, while telling them to be challenging.

    "No, I don''t want to raise my daughter-in-law."

    "I think I can be raised if you are Alsace. Instead, I wanted to be raised."

    "I don''t know... I feel like I''ve done this..."

    Source stories are arguably the extremes of court culture. It can also be said that the author of the superior diary captivated an upper-class woman so much that she wrote down that she was too bad for reading the source story.

    With that in mind, it may be natural for Eudit to get emotional...

    "That''s what you think, Acorn, isn''t it?

    "I might, one way or another, want to burn a courageous man to look after me...? I mean, I don''t know..."

    "What are you talking about? You must be Amaxa''s fianc¨¦e. That Amaxa will soon be recited as well. Isn''t that natural?"

    "Hmm. That kid''s fianc¨¦e..."

    At some point, attention had shifted from display to acorn.

    (This is not a good flow...)

    Acorns sweat cold in my heart. This has to change direction.

    "But there''s Val too..."

    "Whoa, with that lady over there, too. Don''t you want to do it?"

    Extravagant - nasty laughter, the women flaunt their faces.

    "Want to monopolize. But anxiety that you might lose if you do. You can tell both."

    "Mr. Eudit?

    "But let me tell you, it''s a luxury."

    Eudit Malemias, who had lost his beloved man for twenty years.

    In the meantime, she looks like the girl who smashed all the difficulties that come down.

    Eudit''s power to break Acorn''s ambiguous attitude seemed age-appropriate.

    Acorn didn''t know she was more than twice her age.

    "At least not rejected means that there is no less than that Valtrude lady. You should be confident."

    "Oh my God, I''ve only known each other for a long time in vain..."

    "Well, isn''t that nice"

    When I hear you two are childhood friends, Eudit can flaunt your faces.

    The tougher look just disappeared.

    "I''d love to hear from you two."

    "Even if they told me to be, it''s like I was next door when I realized..."

    Viewed as such, Vainamarinen had taken the liberty of manipulating his laptop to read more about the comics. I know you remembered seeing Acorn operate, but its absorption is amazing.

    "Was it? You must have been worried about Amaxa."

    Eudit sinks in like my thing and grieves as soon as he does.

    If you were a man, you would be determined to do anything to shake off this worry.

    "I was worried, but if you weren''t coming back, I''d feel like I''d pick you up from here."

    "Fantastic!"

    Just saying I was impressed, Eudit grabbed both hands of the acorn. My eyes are moisturizing and I''m going to cry out really grateful.

    Intense emotional ups and downs leave Acorn undisturbed in pace.

    "There must have been a lot going on back home."

    "Even with all the things I said, the brave man got hurt, and his rehab - he was watching over the treatment, studying with me..."

    "It''s lovely. Dear Acorn, you also thought and kept waiting..."

    "Yes...... is it?

    "Yes, it is."

    When you ask me, I feel like that.

    Acorn has always considered himself "sidelined". I''m more than happy to affirm myself like that.

    "Well, it''s good to keep thinking, but what do you think of the entrustment of a prince like that Alsace?

    There, Vainamarinen showered cold water without even raising his face from the display.

    "Huh? What''s a consignment?

    "I understand. As much as Alsace feels inferior to Valtrude"

    "Huh? Huh?

    I don''t know why.

    The same goes for changing the subject, but the content itself makes no sense.

    "Master Alsace is determined to be king, but he doesn''t seem to have the confidence to be capable of doing so"

    Eudit will explain to Vainamarinen at the same time as he confirms it so that Acorn can understand it.

    "Would you be jealous if you could show the boys what you''ve accomplished in such a place"

    Crap, the Great Sage cut it off.

    "We will not tolerate those words even though they speak of the great sage, Master Vainamarinen. Withdraw."

    "Eudit... are you sure?

    The temperature dropped so much. No, that''s an illusion. But I''m sure Eudit''s atmosphere has changed.

    Acorns sandwiched between just go right and left.

    "Nothing. He''s jealous, even though he''s different. Are you saying you''re not stupid?

    ''Cause that''s human.''

    "Hmm. So you just have to wait? People are stupid."

    "Yeah, you''re right."

    One turn, Eudit admits Vainamarinen''s claim.

    But there was a certain belief.

    "But waiting for a loved one to grow is also a woman''s worth. Isn''t it?

    "Damn, hahahahahaha"

    The pressure on the acorn is long gone.

    "If you understand the heart of a woman, you won''t be called the Great Sage."

    I wasn''t sure what the story was about. But I''m sure something happened.

    (Yut......! Come back soon...... Shh!

    I''m worried. I''m worried about Yut, about Valtrude going to a dangerous place.

    But I can''t help but worry about my stomach, even though they say I''m cute.

    With the stress from yesterday, Acorn didn''t realize he was making an emotionless laugh.

 71 3. Ruins

    "This is amazing. From the top, it''s weird."

    "Awesome or weird, either way"

    "Ryo?

    Rather than the usual instantaneous travel (teleport), a line literally flew through Falve''s fortress with the Warlock spell, Long Flight (Ower Flight).

    There is no obstacle to the journey in the sky and in just a few dozen minutes you arrive over your destination.

    Central part of the Kera Forest.

    That place, which had never been touched by humans before, was in an extremely unnatural state, as Larsia and Yona put it.

    Forests, deserts, meadows, mountains, rivers, marshes.

    Every terrain gathers in its narrow strip, scattered in a lattice. It''s like a natural mosaic.

    "It won''t be weird, this is"

    "You agree with Uncle Istas. For a long time, like this?

    "No. I''ve passed through the sky a few times, but this never happened"

    "Is it because the nature worshipper (Druid) who was protecting this land is gone?

    "It''s probably the hexagenic effect of being gathered, but something like a seal is starting to loosen..."

    Either way, there doesn''t seem to be much respite.

    Without slowing down, land on the central meadow.

    "Val, do you know the direction?

    "Probably this way."

    "I, too, feel the presence of the temple there"

    Alsace and Valtrude. Two diocesan knights (paladins) serving Helenonia who descended on the earth point in the same direction.

    You instinctively understand the location of the temple of the faithful God.

    "The footprints are coming from you, too."

    Larsia, who was investigating the traces of the immortal monsters (undead) that remained in the meadow, also corroborates the story.

    Yut quickly sent instructions.

    "The line is preceded by Larsia. Lead the way, Val and His Highness. Me and Mr. Arcia behind it. Behind you is Jonah with Exile''s old man."

    "Yes, sir. I''m coming."

    In a line of immediate formation, hurry and Alsace also stands in front of Yut.

    Perhaps this is the best solution. Alsace was surprised and more than happy to incorporate herself into it without hesitation.

    But apart from such emotions, the march proceeds.

    The thirty minutes Yut needed before he left were time to grant and enhance various spells.

    The speed of travel increased in Acceleration (Accelerator) is just as fast as full force walking. Of course, that stuff is a preliminary part of the support spell.

    Just as when confronted with Ig-Nus Zad, numerous spells were granted so much that it was Alsace who pulled.

    It was such a line, but you don''t look too alert to your surroundings.

    Jonah lays a double alarm net using the Tactical Site while Larsia checks safety ahead.

    Whatever comes out, it''s hard to think about being ambushed or unintentionally hit. Therefore, there was no need for futile tension.

    "You don''t seem to be overflowing."

    "You''re lucky you''re unhappy."

    Don''t be alarmed.

    "But if you don''t come out for a little while, I''m not here."

    "Hey."

    Running through incredible terrain in a flair such as it''s more pressing than a picnic. Cross the meadows, through the desert, avoid the marshlands and move on.

    Nothing happened and we arrived at our destination with a few dozen or so trips.

    "You don''t have to be wrong here."

    "I heard of the ruins... but it''s actually sad to see them"

    Valtrude endorsed Prince Alsace''s sentiments with pitiful eyes. The more God you serve, the more you know how it feels. Alcia lightly holds Valtrude''s hand.

    "Isn''t this what ruins are?

    Meanwhile, the meadow race (Magner), not knowing such finesse, stepped into the half-destructed building in the same tone and footsteps.

    Maybe half-destruction isn''t the exact expression.

    Older than the current architectural style of the Brewers, the crushed box-like temple.

    I guess it was originally a white-air building, but now it''s thinly dirty in gray like a mossy cloudy sky. The walls or columns must be broken, the building itself was leaning and the entrance was distorted.

    The stairs to its entrance also tell the story of the passage of time, with cracked weeds thriving everywhere.

    It was no longer difficult to imagine what it was like at the time of its establishment, and the temple, which no one would ever visit, was not half-destructed, but just not completely collapsed.

    "Are you glad I let you go alone?

    "Yona, any sign of anything but us?

    "None"

    "Then we''ll just get in the way, won''t we? Larsia, leave it to yourself. It''s okay."

    In response to Prince Alsace''s most important question, Yut took confirmation before answering.

    In fact, letting one bandit (Rogue) get ahead of him so that he won''t get caught in a trap can be considered a fixed mark.

    "Is that what it is..."

    While creating a slightly unconvincing atmosphere, Alsace says nothing more. In fact, I have to admit that Valtroude has also taken it for granted.

    "In the meantime, there doesn''t seem to be any danger in this."

    Wait a few minutes.

    No, in just a few minutes, Larsia calls from inside the temple.

    "Let''s go."

    Valtrude takes the lead and breaks into the crumbling temple in the same line as before.

    Neither did the interior, the appearance and impression.

    The walls and decorations collapse for the most part, and there is no place or shadow to see what used to be an altar. The fact that it is a Hellenonian temple is barely ascertainable by the symbol of a long sword and thunder engraved behind the altar.

    "Is this the altar of that ritual?

    "No, I don''t feel any power..."

    The two leading men first in raise their voices of confusion.

    "Of course, it can''t be over or anything."

    "Hidden doors, there is. Absolutely."

    It also differs from prior information.

    Larsia carefully examined the floor with certainty, and just in case Jonah turns her consciousness to the walls and ceilings.

    "Ah. I knew there was a staircase to the basement"

    Larsia cheers in the left corner of the collapsed temple.

    "Well, I guess so."

    In response to that report, Yut sounds relieved, and Exile restarts his huge spike flail like an anchor in silence.

    "Lost......"

    "Which one finds it first. You were fighting."

    Yut can smile bitterly, wondering if it''s a bad thing to be confrontational.

    "I wasn''t so mean as a hidden door."

    "You used to have a door to a hidden passage hidden on the outside, not in the building."

    "That was terrible."

    There are aspects of being poked at a psychological blind spot, but physical fatigue was also terrible when I finally realized it.

    Larsia cleverly inserts a pick-like release tool into the slab-shaped floorboard and carefully tries to open the door to the basement.

    "Ah. For once, there''s a trap."

    Larsia, thinking only a little, went on working flat though.

    Removing the floorboards reveals the staircase to the basement after a long time.

    As it was, he didn''t say anything to his people, and without looking back, Larsia began to go down the stairs.

    "Absolutely."

    With that Larsia aim, many spears jumped out of the sidewall. It was like a meadow that pierced the little body of a meadow species - never.

    "... Larsia, at least say something before you activate it."

    ''Cause at my height, I knew these guys were gonna be great.''

    Even flat on Prince Alsace''s warning and Yut''s stupidity, he ensures his safety by cutting off the pattern of spears that popped up with a dagger of magic equipment.

    That''s right.

    The traps of rejecting intruders were all passing over Larsia''s head in vain. I activated it on purpose because I knew it.

    "You mean it was made for normal people"

    "Or so. It was humans who created this trap, forgetting the size of dwarves and meadow species."

    "But it''s bad for the heart. Sir Amaxa is right, give me a warning."

    "Sir Amaxa. I''m not a nobleman yet..."

    "What do you say, Sir Amaxa? You can''t ignore His Royal Highness''s words, can you, Sir Amaxa?"

    "Larsia, don''t..."

    Valtrude and Arcia smile sneakingly at such an interaction between the two.

    "I don''t care. Yiko."

    Are you reading the air or not?

    With that word of Jonah he tightened his mind again and went down the stairs to the basement.

    The basement was close to a natural cave where not many people had access.

    Floors and walls with bumpy rocky skin are hard to walk on, and people finally line up for two. In Exile, even the combination of Jonah makes the two difficult.

    There are also many sidewalks, structures reminiscent of ants and hives.

    Also, naturally, there is no light.

    If it was normal, we would have light sources like light fire (lights) spells and pine lights and lanterns, but of course, they weren''t normal.

    The Valtrudes, who granted everyone a spell to gain dark vision capability, rush through the ruins like the wind with the protection of "Growth" in complete darkness.

    "Enemy"

    "From before, the three bodies"

    In response to the warnings of Jonah and Larsia, Valtrude and Alsace erected swords.

    The opponent is Tsukamoto.

    I can see the blur and contour glowing in the darkness and approaching this way.

    "Ha."

    The first person to rush was Valtrude.

    The Cathedral Knight of Helenonia entered the pocket of the Tsukamato in unison at an exceptional rate of reflection, flashing the Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator.

    So, over.

    Lightly broke his upper and lower body, and by virtue of his holy power, Tsukamato''s body became a particle of light and disappeared.

    "Let''s go."

    Alsace had already packed it before two remaining Tsukasumans hit Valtrude after releasing the attack.

    The attack by the claws of both hands from the last Tsukamato, who wore his whole neck in the treasure traiter of the Rotosilt kingdom and finally reacted, is taken by the traiter as if he had (...) slided automatically.

    Flip your torso and drop your arms, then break under one knife, from the top of your head to your groin.

    A brave man who kept his pace disturbed, but shouldered Valtrude with him.

    There is no way to get behind Tsukamato.

    "Mm-hmm. Novice."

    Exile, who had left the front entirely at his disposal to guard behind, senses a new immortal monster.

    It was already meaty to the fighting distance.

    The only reason I allowed that close was because the translucent Necromancer suddenly appeared off the floor or wall, rather than being as physical as ever.

    Ghost.

    Just touched, the dreaded immortal monster of sucking life and cohabiting pathetic victims.

    But this wasn''t even their enemy.

    Spike Flail''s blow doesn''t make the shock go away, though it did. Conversely, it exasperates negative emotions and ravages the Exile giant, but neither this one nor the rocky flesh moves small.

    There would have been original stubbornness, but there was also the effect of the Wall of Life (Vital Wall), which protects itself from attacks by spiritual bodies.

    If we overlap the words further, we can also say that Exile was throwing away his defenses because of this spell.

    "Death is nothing but an abomination. O merciful, who promises peace after death. Save your wandering soul and pay."

    In the meantime, Arcia reads out the Holy Word.

    - Evacuate.

    At the same time as the ritual of immortal dispersion is completed, holy fluctuations overflow from her whole body, purifying her surroundings in an instant.

    Protect the living.

    Bless the dead.

    At the same time that the Yuts are enveloped in warm light, their souls ascend to heaven as if the ghosts were to be washed away.

    Again, darkness came.

    "That''s overwhelming."

    "Hey."

    The Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery (Patriarch) is joined by two of the highest diocesan knights.

    There will be no more reliable allies to deal with immortal monsters.

    I had already experienced this encounter a few times, but none of them appeared in Yut or Yona.

    "I didn''t even show up."

    Such Exile stupidity is extravagant.

    "I''m easy and good, though. They don''t have guts or anything."

    "A monster of immortality, if there is one. Well, hey."

    The emergence of the immortal monster was also gently flushed, but naturally the unnaturalness was recognized.

    All of a sudden, it''s the monsters of immortality that appear as if the space has been distorted, clearly anomalous in type and number.

    What I still don''t care deeply about is that it was as expected in a way.

    And...

    "After all, I''m not sure what happened."

    "That''s right."

    Whenever immortal monsters appear, Yut and Larsia. The reason was that the two users of the spell could not get a clue when using Magic Sense Magic.

    "Right. Looks like we''re gonna have to move on."

    "No problem. Either way, I have to go to the altar."

    It doesn''t change what you do. Nor do they become threats such as immortal monsters of this magnitude.

    Again, only be alert to the trap, while descending underground.

    It was not until after several more encounters with immortal monsters that things changed.

    Gacon Gacon and the sounds and vibrations echo through the cave as if giant gear were turning. If you look, there was unlikely light overflowing through the hole in front.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    No one utters a word.

    But the atmosphere changed in an instant.

    While scolding himself not to be drunk by it, Alsace also focuses forward.

    "I''ll go first."

    Larsia preceded him and glanced at the space ahead.

    My back trembles with tingling and stops moving.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    I called him in looking back and guiding my people into that space.

    "This is..."

    That was Valtrude, too, who had to voice his admiration and surprise. No one is to blame for that.

    Because if she hadn''t, she knew she would have raised her voice of consternation.

    Yellow, blue, red, purple, white, black.

    A large vortex, like a six-colored rainbow, was making noise and spinning in the center of the space.

    Pretty vast space I don''t think underground. Probably a circular room with a diameter of 30 meters. As if this great vortex had dug and shaped it.

    "This is what King Charlton said..."

    Because of this presence, was the temple created?

    Why is there such a thing?

    If we had carefully evaluated it with a spell and used pluralistic daiichi, we might have found out.

    But I couldn''t afford them that.

    Three monsters showed up so that they could bounce out of the vortex.

    The hell with snakes in the air.

    He has a body that burns like a flame and exhales ice from his mouth.

    The whole thing is a lion made of rock wrapped around a tornado.

    The body of the rock is repeatedly separated and joined, with a gust wind swirling into a circular space.

    The whole thing, a giant with light and darkness in it.

    The faceless, four-armed giant has light and darkness covering and flowing through the body''s surface as if it were melted paint.

    "I don''t know why you''re hostile..."

    "If you''re an enemy, you just crush it."

    I have no doubt or hesitation.

    Valtrude and Exile quickly came forward to identify the enemy to be opposed, and Prince Alsace followed suit.

 72 4. Big Vortex of Sources (front)

    A rough big vortex swirl.

    That triggered the fight.

    Striking his heel to activate Boots of Flying, the flying military shoe, Valtrude sets out a straight assault on the ice-fired serpent.

    Exile, don''t move any further. No, I slammed Spike Flail on the rocky windbeast without having to move.

    Through the windy armor that was clumped together, an anchor spike flail crushes and sharpens the body of the rock.

    Guillotine and the Rock Wind Beast twisted the Rock Giant (Jarloot), gazing from a higher position than the Exile over 2 meters.

    "" Eternal victory, "Hellenonian God, protect my sword!

    Alsace stood before the Titans of Light and Darkness, traitering high.

    A golden light dwells on the treasure sword - Hellenonian protection. His, we need to smash God''s enemies.

    "Ah. I''m unmotivated."

    "You don''t have to, do it!

    The rear guard is dull compared to such avant-garde.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    A real attack, with three magic sceptres (Magic Wand) wrapped in a clip, even though the arrows are less effective and less motivating.

    It did not go past its aim and landed on a giant of light and darkness that Alsace confronted.

    "O, ooooooooooooLLLLL"

    The three pure magic arrows calmed the composite source organisms born from the great vortex, inflicting a blow that cannot be ignored, but is far from fatal.

    "Here."

    Larsia''s appearance, such as on the verge of being plunged, was not already in Yut''s sight.

    I am distracted by the irrationality (...) of the sight that has now been played out.

    And one more thing.

    Beyond the Great Vortex, I see another entrance. It''s only the size of a human size. If we screw that up, we''re going to be able to get past composite source organisms......

    "What shall we do?"

    Jonah, who specializes in psychic abilities (psychoknis) originating in Hexagen, seemed to be wondering which ones to attack.

    Alcia, too, is now calmly on standby to determine the status of the war. It is a reasonable choice because if the wounded come out, we will need her divine magic.

    In the meantime, Valtrude and his avant-garde struggles continued.

    "To that extent."

    Explore the Ice Exhale from the Ice Flaming Serpent (Frost Brace) to Valtrude, slashed with a flash of the Demon Sword Divine Subjugator, who tries to wrap it around with a twist of such prospects and the flaming serpent body.

    While tightening, do you exhale the ice? Or shall we crush the bones and eat them up while baking?

    Either way, survival seemed like a difficult attack.

    "- Divine Sword/Yenbu"

    If not Valtrude.

    He turned the serpent in dancing steps while in the air, waving the sword of the Goddess of Satan into a horizontal sword. A gorgeous sword move, reminiscent of an angel living in heaven.

    Even the thought-provoking yuut is accidentally in love with me.

    But its power is immense.

    The snake body of the flame itself is cleaved from its belly, and the ice exhales in agony.

    Nor does that random attack violate Valtrude. All spells of the Spirit Circle Guardian Elemental Circle are deactivated.

    "But you''re stiff"

    Valtrude twinkles as he rebuilds the Succubus Sword.

    It''s not like Larsia or sluggish, and I don''t think she''ll lose, but she lacks effective hitting.

    With a seemingly prolonged hunch, the Beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) regained his temper and shot through the relative fire and ice serpent with a sharp gaze.

    "Hmm."

    Beneath its feet, as usual, Exile just kept waving and tapping Spike Flail.

    At the moment of impact, the recoil bleeds, but I don''t mind. I will always, I will keep swinging.

    Do we crush ourselves or crush our enemies? Which comes first. That''s just it.

    One thing I can say is the natural fact that rarely exists, such as a sturdier organism than this rock giant.

    "U, Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

    He is struck to destroy even the flesh of a sturdy rock, and the rock windbeast growls (groans) in disgust.

    The windbeast, who was not an exile to move into that intimidation, but was not as sturdy as the walls, suddenly stopped moving because it had fallen apart and stormed.

    The beast of the composite source, which has abandoned the lion''s body, passes as it is when it becomes a flock of debris and slaps the entire body of the Exile.

    Ten meters is a remote point and takes the lion figure again.

    "Interesting"

    Nikki Exile laughs.

    It was the first time I saw it, so I ate it properly and couldn''t even fight back.

    But next time, you should be able to strike a blow when you rebound. Next thing you know, you''ll also be able to attack the debris coming your way.

    Do we crush ourselves or crush our enemies?

    Which comes first. That''s just it.

    Meanwhile, another diocesan knight.

    Prince Alsace had a magnificent ride with the Titans of Light and Darkness.

    The Titans of Light and Darkness equip their pairs of arms with swords of Light and Darkness, pouring down white and black slaughter uninterrupted from far overhead.

    Its wind pressure alone disfigured, the sword of light wore through the ground and fragments scattered.

    "Ugh."

    Alsace does not pull a step, but takes the sword of light and darkness in a traitor. To an overly heavy blow, his knee breaks and his leg plunges into the ground with every armor.

    But before the next attack, spring your whole body, bounce back the sword of light and darkness, and try to fight back.

    "Ha."

    A blow aimed at the foot part, however, does not reach that giant, bounced back by the sword of darkness, with light and darkness constantly flowing through the surface.

    One-on-one defense.

    But I have no feelings or rush for Alsace.

    The reason for this was that it was immediately exposed under the daylight.

    The sound of a sword trident several times.

    But this time a different sound rang.

    "Let''s go, giant"

    Until now, I''ve just taken it, a treasure sword traitor that emits a golden light.

    Alsace beat it to the sword of light at the right time. The clashing sound of clear metal echoes, and the sword of light smashes and scatters.

    But it''s one of four. Yes, the Titans of Light and Darkness carry out slaughter unchanged - but with one of them the equilibrium collapsed.

    Sewing between attacks with reduced density, Alsace flesh thins to the Titans of Light and Darkness.

    "R, UuuuuuuULLL"

    He waved to slap the traitor he gripped with both hands, severing his leg from half.

    Plus, all at once - I couldn''t.

    "Gu, gu"

    When you cleave the mirror-like body skin, at the time, light and dark particles are released, blocking Alsace''s vision.

    It was rearranged again.

    "Elemental Missiles"

    There, from a remote position, an attack of psychic powers by an arrow of ice descends towards the Titans of Light and Darkness.

    Fire and water. Wind and soil. Light and darkness.

    Conflicting source attributes have superior relationships. As a result, Yona seemed to be thinking about which attribute of psychic powers to use - but she ended up being a pain in the ass.

    In the meantime, I just let go of my enemies whose usual attacks are likely to work.

    But powerful enough.

    I did not support Prince Alsace, but this pursuit was effective.

    (Sure, I''m catching up)

    All fronts, this one''s in your favor.

    That''s good.

    But only discomfort swells in the yurt.

    He followed that discomfort - his intuition and untied himself by ripping nine pages of the spell.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    Stop the moments around you, the Great Spell of the Ninth Staircase.

    Very few magicians (wizards) can name the Great Mage (Archmage), but even a handful of them can use Time Suspension.

    Yut''s world turns gray, and he can''t even hear the noise from the big vortex that was so loud. Movement stopped while in combat.

    Having watched it, Yut further tore apart the pages of the spell, first expanding around the Titans of Light and Darkness and completing the spell.

    "The Coffin of Reason"

    A giant of light and darkness is imprisoned in the coffin of pure magic. Ig-Nus Zad: Ambral has no technique to fight them, which has been lightly lifted but would be a form of elementary.

    Go on, Yut is behind this space. Travel to the other side with all your might.

    When I had this foot when I was playing soccer, I thought that it might have become famous as a fast forward, but I also used even a scroll to lock the two remaining ones in the Coffin of Reason.

    Does it last about fifteen minutes? Whatever you do, it''ll be enough time.

    At the same time, the "time stop" can be solved.

    As a result of Yut, ruler of the Inch, wielding his full power, his companions were to witness the beasts of composite origin imprisoned in a pure magic coffin and him in a remote position.

    "Defeating these guys is bad. Let''s move on."

    Not an order, but a stronger voice than a suggestion.

    The colour of doubt did not even float in its beauty, and Valtrude followed it immediately. I wouldn''t have followed you after acting like a loyal dog, but the rest of the Arsians follow suit.

    Although Exile and Alsace were not dissatisfied.

    "Explain, I''m going to"

    Even though everyone confirmed that they had passed through the space where the great vortex of the source was located and saw the monsters of the composite source making a leap to break the coffin, Yut was still not distracted.

    "Yona, get out of the way."

    "Wall Iron."

    I told him that I would not respond to Yut''s request, but with a scarce look of change, I created an iron wall on the spot with superpowers.

    "Thanks."

    After stroking Jonah''s head, Yut opens his mouth to be accountable. It was clear that we had to communicate our intentions and judgments correctly before we could move on.

    "Those guys are probably guardians. That''s why I shouldn''t have defeated you."

 73 5. Big Vortex of Sources (After)

    "They''re probably guardians. That''s why I shouldn''t have defeated you."

    That''s the conclusion Yut got to.

    But it was completely incomprehensible.

    "Yut...... I don''t know what that means."

    Valtrude shakes his head and appeals to dissatisfaction.

    "What does it mean to be a Guardian?

    "Is it the guardian of that great vortex itself, or is it the altar that should lie ahead? I don''t know about that, but he''s a protector from the outside world."

    "You can think of both. But in that thing, logic seems to be circulating."

    Alsace pinches her mouth from side to side in a conversation that lacks moisture for her fianc¨¦es.

    "There are many parts that are unclear, I know"

    Furthermore, Exile participates in the discussion with the usual bass.

    "But if you''re going to hold back the way you''re going, why don''t you knock it down?

    "I was in a pushy mood, and I''m sorry I busted it without consulting you."

    surrender, Yut raised his hands.

    "But after all the thought, it''s more profitable not to knock him down. That''s what I thought."

    But he said that judgment was never an error. I will not concede that point.

    "I''m not dissatisfied with Yut''s judgment. But as I and Exile can see, please."

    "Ooh, ooh, newlywed Dr. Egg. They''re with Val, aren''t they?

    "If Val knew, I''d understand. No problem."

    "Unwavering."

    Such a multiplication of Exile and Larsia made the air a little loose.

    "Well, fine. Let''s take a break."

    "... right"

    Alcia agrees with Yut, who sits on an affordable stone.

    She used a healing spell as she ascertained how her companions were sitting in pieces. While doing so, I urge you to go ahead to Yut.

    "It''s that trisomy composite elemental, wasn''t it too strong?

    Ice flaming serpents, windy rock lions, giants of light and darkness.

    The spirits of composite sources, combined with conflicting properties, were enemies that could not be a glimmer.

    "Sure, it was a tough one."

    Still, Alsace agrees to Yut''s inquiry while making him smell like he wasn''t an unspeakable opponent.

    "Oh my God? It''s troublesome, but I don''t think it''s too strong."

    "I didn''t do anything, Larsia did"

    "I did! Good luck with the magic wand!

    "Good luck, you know what?

    "Yona''s been cold with me lately!?"

    "Isn''t that a rebellion?

    "Anyway, I share Larsia''s opinion."

    Exile says without showing such dissatisfaction that it would have been an incomplete combustion.

    "Me too, you know. But Yut''s standards seem different."

    "Oh."

    I don''t know how hard it is, but if you mean Yut, I do.

    That''s what I''m saying, but I just don''t realize who I am. Alcia, who is working on the treatment of Exile, is laughing.

    "I want you to think about it. The relationship between the great vortex of the source and the immortal monster (undead) is unknown, but this place was visited by royalty until a few generations ago, isn''t it?

    "I see. If you ask me, yeah"

    It was Alcia who first floated the color of understanding. Go on, Jonah and Larsia are also good at "that sort of thing".

    "Three monsters on that level. It''s because we were with His Highness."

    "... right"

    Alsace also noticed what Yut was trying to say.

    "Historical Rotosilt kings were also cathedral knights. Even if the King Prince of the past were above me in strength, I certainly don''t think he had company to line up with the Istas uncles"

    "So are you too strong?...... yeah?

    It was Valtrude who nodded that he was convinced, but soon he goes to the next question.

    "Wait, Yut. That''s no reason not to take them down."

    "Right. If you''re a troublesome opponent, turn it off and you''ll turn it off."

    Exiles also synchronize.

    "It makes sense."

    Yut admitted the opinion lightly.

    However, not entirely.

    "But it''s too harsh for a trial before we get to the altar. Besides, are we doing such a bad thing to get such a big welcome?

    "Larsia is the leader of the evil organization"

    "Right. Just Larsia, let''s go back to the room just now with the Dimension Portal."

    "I know it''s a joke, but stop the real face!

    Anyway - and Yut returned to the conversation.

    "It can also be assumed that I got weirdly strong while I didn''t come here in about a hundred years, or, in fact, maybe that was it originally"

    There''s nothing to prove.

    "But there''s got to be something different about the situation now than in the past."

    "An Undead Monster."

    "Yes, we know there will be third-party intervention because of that"

    That''s what I said. There was Alcia ahead for Yut to see. She noticed that too, nods softly.

    "It''s what was in the trust. There''s no mistake."

    "There are enemies in this land who manipulate immortal monsters. Then it''s no surprise that more powerful guardians are born."

    "I mean, you say those three were guardians who responded to that enemy, right?

    "That sort of thing"

    Yut affirmed Valtrude''s confirmation in an exaggerated gesture.

    "As long as it doesn''t reappear in a short time, its enemies aren''t ahead that it was alive. Then I''ll have to leave it behind."

    "If that''s the case, I''m convinced"

    "If I''m in the way, should I just take him down on the way home"

    Exile gently turns his arm when there is nothing wrong from the start.

    "Simple is fine."

    "Did you know you might have enemies and let them use Wall Iron?

    After fighting those beasts of composite origin, we need to break the iron walls further.

    It will be close to bullying, but it works well enough.

    "Oh, because they''re gonna have trouble making shortcuts like us."

    He approached Yut, laughing wildly, "Well done," Jonah said without changing his expression at all.

    "Awesome, Parental Eye"

    "Jonah has a verse where everyone thinks, except for Alcia, that she needs to take care of herself."

    Looking at such a heartwarming sight, Valtrude puts his mind to the existence of the ''enemy''.

    Destroy the iron wall while dealing with the guardians of those composite sources to move on? Or destroy the iron wall after you defeat it.

    I mean, it''s kind of a yut-like little worker.

    I don''t feel sorry for you.

    Cold.

    It''s really rare for her, Valtrude told her to throw up.

    "An enemy. The enemy that unleashed the immortal monster and probably killed all the Nature Worshipers (Druids)?

    "Oh. Except the nature worshippers have another idea"

    "Another?

    To Oomu''s return - that is, I have not thought of anything - Yut answered the question willfully and euphemistically.

    "Nature worshippers are close not only to trees and animals, but also to the source. So I''m wondering if you''ve sensed a mighty enemy and done something about that big vortex."

    "Right."

    Alcia agrees with that reasoning.

    "It''s unreasonable how many immortal monsters attacked us in large numbers, but disappeared without a trace of battle"

    After he was killed, even if he became an ingredient for the immortal monster, his unnaturalness would not disappear - not to say. You don''t have to tell me, because that''s what everyone would think.

    "In that case, it is also possible that they have strengthened those guardians at the cost of their own existence¡­"

    "I''m telling you, I hope you''re running away somewhere."

    Affirms confirmation from Alsace, albeit far away. I even thought that death, which could be said to have returned to the source, might be the hope.

    To live, to drive away evil, for fellow citizens. There are as many excuses as there are, but I have a sense that ethics has changed since I came to the Brewers.

    To the extent that one can never say that a person''s life is heavier than Earth''s.

    I don''t deny myself that, but I didn''t even want to look aggressive, especially to Acorn.

    "But you''ve noticed."

    "Sometimes I do. There''s a situation where fighting is a mistake."

    However, I''m not saying that in the game... Because even at the outset of an idea, it''s suspicious on grounds.

    "Now, I know the basis for Yut''s decision. Let''s move on."

    Intentionally, Larsia calls on everyone with a bright voice.

    "Right. I can afford a little more, but I''ve never been over there in a hurry."

    "Wait."

    Valtrude pushes Yut and Larsia to move forward with ease.

    "What the fuck?

    "Don''t they know what kind of opponent they are?

    "Right..."

    Putting his floating hips back, Yut gestures to contemplate.

    "To Cleric, the god priest of the evil phase, a magician (wizard) who specializes in necrolysis, and a vampire (vampire), King of the Dead (no life king) ¡­"

    "Again, can''t you squeeze it?

    "No. It''s circumstantial evidence, and it''s close to plausible, but I''m confident."

    With a soft smile, Yut tells her fianc¨¦e.

    The enemy is a vampire.

 74 6. Altar of Hellenonia

    Darkness.

    Darkness of pitch black.

    The darkness that people instinctively remember fear and therefore continue to drive away.

    In it, the man was proceeding as if he were going for a walk.

    Zieg Alto Crewing.

    Marquis was awarded by Empress Verga, a vampire.

    I was not lost in the footsteps of a man wearing a monocle, but rather even appeared to be playing.

    There is nothing to block the whereabouts of a white-skinned man who followed the Yuts into the ruins.

    Naturally, although an immortal monster (undead) appears, as soon as I put my red eyes in front of it, it disappears somewhere as if driven by fear.

    Zig Alto won''t stop worrying about it.

    But if I had heard the expression follow, I might have had a bitter laugh at the beauty that was too neat to create.

    Because it was Zieg Alto Crewing who got to this ruin first.

    He was also the one who led the immortal monster (the undead) that mass produced in the Wang capital and placed it under his control, destroying the junction that prevented the intrusion of beings with evil phases.

    On the other hand, I don''t give a shit about nature worshippers (Druids).

    Most of all, it is not surprising that they overreact knowing what the great vortex of the source and the altar of the Hellenonian God are for.

    Just because you haven''t put your hands down directly, you''ll be responsible for their deaths.

    So I guess I''ll just have to deal with it.

    Paste a thin smile on the beauty that even remembers fear, and Zieg Alto Crewing moves to the back.

    Long dog teeth - a reason to stick your fangs out and laugh.

    That, after being destroyed an army of immortal monsters, he was convinced that visitors from different worlds and the Holy Virgin of Helenonia would appear, and in fact he was right.

    And I dared to let you get ahead of me so I could take care of the exposures.

    But the prospect crushed lightly.

    "Oh, boy. This seemed like some kind of outrageous wit."

    My dog did better than I thought.

    As he praised it so, Zieg Alto Crewing shrugged his shoulders. The eyes in the back of the monocle are also laughing with pleasure.

    Ice flaming serpent. A rock lion with wind. Titans of light and darkness.

    Damage inflicted by Valtrude and others has already been healed.

    The duration of the Coffin of Reason (Force Coffin) was also past. Guardians who have regained their freedom identify new intruders from heights as enemies.

    "He who unifies the source doesn''t like us anymore."

    I can''t say bitterly...... A voice that confirms the obvious. From the Marquis of the Verga Empire, no smile or room had been lost.

    Towards such an intruder, an ice-fired serpent emits an icy exhalation (Frost Brace), a rocky windbeast thrusts, and a giant of light and darkness rolls out a white and black sword from his four arms.

    There''s no reason for him to know, but he''s far more aggressive than when he confronted the Valtrudes.

    "Because of that. Let me get rid of the rust"

    Do a trial slaughter.

    Declaring so, Zieg Alto Crewing flipped his pitch-black cloak wide and spread his hands.

    In the meantime, a mass of darkness is born.

    The darkness, which was fist-huge at first, swells rapidly, smearing both the light of the great vortex and the sound of the vortex. As if, the black sun.

    "Darkness falls. Stay."

    And the curse is complete.

    The dark light emitted from the dark sun fills that space.

    Fire and water.

    Wind and dirt.

    Light, and even darkness.

    Darkness that captures everything and doesn''t let go.

    Darkness that crushes everything and makes you self-destruct.

    Eventually, complete silence came to the world.

    "How can an enemy be identified as a vampire?

    The break ends. Pompous and Valtrude crumble as they continue through the cave towards the altar.

    There was also a spell duration and I couldn''t slow it down, so I couldn''t even explain it. It''s like untying a legend, so I was wondering if it''s okay...

    "It''s because vampires are cursed by the king of the source."

    Yut performs a little miscellaneous, wondering if it should be while traveling.

    "From the king of the source elements of fire is the ''curse of the sun'' that when illuminated by sunlight it becomes ash, from the king of the source elements of water is not able to cross running water ''shackles of water'', from the king of the source elements of light is not projected figure in mirrors or similar ''codes of the void''"

    From the king of the source of the earth is the "mercy of nature" that when his heart is pierced by a pile of white wood, he receives true death; from the king of the source of the wind is the "cage of solitude" that refuses to enter the uninvited land; from the king of the source of darkness is the "fate of the hunter" that can only be lived by sucking the blood of others.

    Yes, I''ll count the fingers and explain.

    "Too much grudge buying?

    "Often, that''s all I remember."

    Valtrude is out of place to admire Jonah for her straightforward thoughts.

    No one mentions the wonder that Yut, originally a visitor from different worlds, presents his knowledge of this Brewers to such a Valtrude.

    Because it''s the usual.

    The only thing I doubt - I don''t put it in my mouth - is Alsace.

    "And the king of light is gentle and gentle."

    "In line, I think so. Legend, though."

    "I know that vampires are deeply involved with the source."

    But... and Valtrude goes on.

    "Other than that, isn''t it okay for other beings to aim here?

    "Yeah. It''s circumstantial evidence, and that''s exactly what I said."

    Yut affirms that Valtrude is right. When that happens, she gets in trouble the other way.

    Wet eyes about to cry, walking ahead and turning back.

    "Well, even more of a legend."

    Even as a yut, I didn''t want to be mean to Valtrude - much - so I just decided to seed it.

    "There is a theory that by reversing the King of the Origin, the great book of curses, the curse is broken"

    "Regardless of the king of the source, are you saying that you will get an effect close to it in this land?

    It doesn''t matter! and Valtrude''s voice grows high.

    "And one more thing. Legend has it that the king of vampires, known both as the true and the original ancestors, is sealed in the earth beyond the hand of the king of the source."

    "I''ve heard that, too."

    Alsace, who was listening in silence, joins the conversation saying she remembers.

    "Though I was only distracted by the abnormality of the land and could not be linked"

    "This is one of the circumstantial evidence."

    "Whatever it is, I''ll deal with it if it''s an immortal monster"

    "I''m sorry. It''s the result of giving priority to personal matters."

    "It''s official business, this is"

    Yuut telling Alsace to bow his head frankly that he has nothing to worry about. That was his, no, everyone''s summation.

    "In the first place, the other person''s purpose has not been finalized either. One at a time, let''s clear it up."

    Try to be light, say.

    That could have been the flip of depression that no one could tell me another thought.

    (Assuming that the purpose is not the great vortex of that source or the altar of Helenonia -)

    Such thoughts are immediately dispelled with Larsia''s voice.

    "I saw it."

    In response to Larsia''s call, nature and speed increase.

    Reaching it less than a minute later, there was a huge stone door with both openings.

    "That doesn''t sound wrong."

    Seeing that door carved with thunder and a long sword, also a symbol of the Hellenonian God, Alsace crushed it with emotion.

    Valtrude also shows the face of tension.

    Meanwhile, apparently it didn''t attract any particular interest, Jonah explored the surroundings and was kicking the stone underfoot as there seemed to be nothing to be wary of.

    "Egg, please"

    "entrusted"

    Pleasantly, Exile, with Spike Flail back on his back, stands in front of the door.

    "Rah."

    With the mood of tearing, release the power.

    The door, which was supposed to have been closed for generations, was, however, made to be bounced and opened up lightly.

    "Ugh..."

    "That''s right, Egg."

    "Eggs, muscles"

    "Don''t praise me too much, Yona."

    For the Rock Giant (Jarloot), it seems to have been the best compliment. With those big, grumpy hands, I stroke Jonah''s gray hair in a shamble.

    "Even I can do that, can''t I?

    "I wonder if you''d like to confront me as a girl."

    To Larsia''s most poignant point, Valtrude stares at Yut with yet another pitiful eye.

    "Well, isn''t it good to be a Val child?

    You can''t chase Valtrude like this abandoned puppy. In fact, what is strong enough? If you hug me, I have no problem with it because it''s soft enough - I can''t tell you if my mouth is ripped.

    "Yeah. I''m good with me."

    "You''re caring ahead..."

    Even with that conversation, naturally, we don''t fail to be vigilant around you.

    Reunite and break into the room that has just been opened.

    That was similar to the space where the great vortex of the source passed earlier.

    There ''ll be 30 meters in diameter. Pretty vast space I don''t think it''s underground. But most of the circular rooms are blank.

    The big difference is that something like an altar exists where the entrance to the back was.

    "This is..."

    Beyond that, there was no need to speak.

    Built of stones, it''s an old altar. The decoration is eliminated and the only thing that indicates Helenonia, just like the door, is the symbol of thunder carved on the wall behind the altar.

    What''s emitting a different color is a single long sword protruding on the altar.

    "Don''t feel the magic...... I don''t know if I''m cursed until I find out."

    "Yeah, you are. Trap, check it out?

    "No, you don''t have to."

    Alsace shook his head at the opinion of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) and the Bandit (Rogue).

    As it was, one person approached the altar with a grand foothold and held a long sword.

    Judge me, Helenonia!

    Alsace, as Prince of Rotosilt.

    And as a single diocesan knight (paladin), he called to the faithful God.

    "If you are worthy of my king, bear witness to this!

    Work harder and pull the long sword out of the altar.

    And Yut and his men will watch over it.

    "If I do not have the king''s vessel, tear us apart with your thunderbolt!

    God or something else.

    Alsace''s call, indeed, was heard.

    "This place..."

    If you noticed, you were alone in the meadows.

    I don''t even know the gap between the sky and the earth. Just a huge place. It was more abrupt than Momentary Movement (Teleport), and there were no gaps in consciousness.

    "You''ve kept me waiting a long time."

    When did you show up? Or were you there from the start just because you didn''t notice?

    What was waiting for me there was what Eudit Malemias looked like.

 75 7. Minutes Divine Body (Avatar)

    "You, no, you..."

    Green sea as far as I can see.

    I don''t know why you look like Eudit, but it''s not what it looks like. Alsace, who instinctively felt it, broke his knee and drooped his head without question.

    Something that looked like Eudit who took it for granted.

    "Hmm. I don''t know if it looks like it, but it doesn''t seem stupid"

    "I, Alsace..."

    "Let''s ask, do you want a contract with me?

    What blocks Prince Alsace''s greeting and looks like Eudit asks abruptly.

    "Give us the king''s testimony."

    "You fool."

    To Alsace, who responded immediately, she was cursed to turn the foreword lightly.

    I accidentally black-and-white my eyes to a reaction I never thought I would.

    "I don''t ask who we are, I don''t ask what the contract is. I could have told you to give me proof."

    He who looked with Eudit''s voice says as if he made a fool of himself in an awkward tone.

    In a way, she was honest.

    "I am an avatar of Helenonia. Stay in the land and keep an eye on the evil."

    Minutes Divine.

    Not just the gods, but mighty beings may divide their own knowledge and consciousness and send them to earth and other worlds. Unlike that God himself, he is definitely equal to God from a man''s own point of view.

    "Again, was it Helenonia"

    "It''s lamentable to accept my words unconditionally because I was aware of them"

    Don''t feel unreasonable, but look down. I also feel that Eudit''s voice and appearance is somehow fuelling that.

    "Helenonian God, what is evil...?

    "Mm-hmm. Once upon a time, there was a dimensional gate (gate) open to Naruto. One of the Devil''s lords (Demon Road) living in Nara has been connected to the castle of the corrupt princess Terra zu Ranuz."

    Continue as normal that the Hellenonian Minutes Body will not be known to anyone because it was hundreds of years ago.

    For this reason, the gods and kings of the source, including ours, intervened directly and sealed it, because like the prison of the spiral of despair, there can be no eternal seal.

    "We understand that it is a serious land. But how does that relate to the king''s testimony?"

    "Right there."

    What''s wrong, the Hellenonian minute god laughs like a flower.

    "Me and the king of the source elements became the two wheels of the seal. The King of the Origin has done a good job. I''ve been through a lot with that big swirl, but I can''t do that."

    So, what''s up?

    One thought occurred to Alsace, but it''s too prodigious to deny it in my heart.

    You''re right.

    But have you spotted it by any means? The shard of God in Eudit''s appearance is a light affirmation. No, is it weirder to think you won''t be spotted?

    "Gather the power of faith and maintain the seal. That''s why I decided to give my testimony to the most supportive people in the area."

    "It''s..."

    I disagreed.

    Having received his testimony, he did not become a great king.

    Because he is a great king, he did not lose his testimony from him.

    "There is no new protection for the former Cathedral Knight (Paladin). Only I have the honor of being given more proof than I am. It may also be stripped if he decides that he is a foolish king who cannot gain the support of his people"

    Still take my word for it, go for the king?

    Why be king?

    But must I be king?

    Live secluded with your beloved stomach. Is there any reason not to?

    corrupt people, with a voice like sugar confetti.

    With a poisonous, flowery smile.

    of Eudit, with the voice and smile of those whom Alsace loved most, pressed for a decision.

    "You''re being tested in the spiritual world. Is that what it looks like?"

    "What do you mean?

    Yuut described how Prince Alsace was not moving with his long sword in his grip that way. But I didn''t get through to Jonah. Even though I thought about it, I couldn''t seem to convey the image well, so I flush that question with a bitter smile.

    "Come on, let''s get ready now"

    "Like a pit, dig?

    "Do you have any tools¡­?"

    If I fished an infinite amount of storage bags that I always put on my hips, would Scoop come out or so? From the scroll in your hand, you can''t even assist with a spell.

    "Should I dig three meters?

    "Size will be important as well as depth"

    Rock Titans (Jarloot) and Cathedral Knights (Paladins) shine their faces at the hunch of manual labor, but Yut also smiled over.

    "Let''s get ready to intercept vampires."

    "That''s right! There''s no spell to breed a steeple to the undead monster!?"

    "You didn''t bring the immortal monster back to life, it"

    Such a miracle, yes. It doesn''t happen that way.

    Using Sacred Protection, which prevents Alcia from attracting vampires and hypnotizing them, Yut also called back a spell whose duration had passed.

    "There''s not much left of today''s spell."

    Turning the spell document, I make a statement that people I don''t know might be called irresponsible if they hear it.

    But no one to blame.

    "As usual. Leave it to us."

    "Yut will leave us with the Moment Move (Teleport), so we can destroy it all."

    "I feel like a strange translation has worked now...... That''s right. This time, Yona wants to keep it warm for the trump card."

    "Huh?

    I raise my dissatisfaction openly and rarely inflate my cheeks.

    "... delicious"

    "What?"

    "If you feed me something tasty, I forgive you"

    "Something delicious..."

    Yut solidifies for a moment to the unscrupulous demands from the Albino girl.

    "Where should I take you... No, I get it. Let''s ask Zhuyin."

    "To Acorn?

    "Oh. For example, if you pinch a hamburger you ate last time with a vegetable in bread, it becomes a fast food called a hamburger"

    "Hanbah..."

    Do you imagine the taste, or do you recall the taste of hamburgers you had before? Yona''s thin pigmented skin gives off redness in anticipation.

    "Others, meaty...... you made a skin out of flour and steamed it with a filling made of pork or something in it? This is delicious when eaten in cold weather like now"

    "Humph."

    I wish I had stopped around here, but I''m pushed further by Jonah''s eyes shining with anticipation, and Yut mouths whatever he can think of.

    "And I''ll use plenty of spices, but fried chicken is good too. I''m afraid I can''t have fries because I don''t have potatoes"

    "Jiuru"

    "If it''s sweet, there''s some doughnuts. It''s a confection of fried bread covered in sugar."

    "Well, if you say so much, follow Yut''s instructions this time"

    "Ah, Jonah has fallen"

    "We can eat rare things together. We get them unilaterally."

    "No, you should also think about the acorns you''re supposed to make on your own"

    "Don''t you eat Val?

    "Even Arsia!?"

    This is the situation, but a relaxed atmosphere.

    In the meantime, a surprisingly intense darkness overshadowed the world.

    That was just for a moment, something close to the illusion that the acute sensation showed, but in an instant you get ready for battle.

    Valtrude and Exile stood on the front line and became walls. An absolute wall that destroys the enemy and protects the Yuts.

    Behind it lines Yut, Arsia and Yona, and Larsia takes a free position.

    "It''s a welcome courtesy..."

    Bearing the darkness, the man appeared.

    Beauty that makes you dream of fear and sweetness in what you see. One eyeglass (monocle) is applied to the blue and white skin, and the coat of pitch black is soaked while entering between the altars.

    "Once you''re in, you don''t have to be invited."

    "Originally, you don''t have to. I''m invited to be the princess of rotten meat, Tula zu Lanuz."

    "Demons..."

    Living in Naruto, the high-ranking demon (Demon). Convinced before surprise that the appearance of the immortal monster was due to it.

    "First, let''s introduce ourselves"

    Leaving such Yut''s surprise behind, the vampire gracefully broke his hips.

    "Zieg. Alto Crewing. Fear is also bestowed Marquis over the most honorable wicked man in this world"

    "Valtrude Istas.¡° Everlasting victory. "Helenonia gave me a sword against the devil."

    Good and evil.

    Two beauties bump into each other from the front.

    "It''s beautiful... but I can easily imagine the taste. I''m tired of it."

    "Are you arguing even though you haven''t asked me to? How over-conscious."

    Valtrude unleashes the Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator and turns its cutting-edge toward Zieg Alto.

    Exactly, one-touch instant.

    "Was it also Zieg Alto Crewing who was making the leap in the King''s Capital, your work?

    There, Yut interrupted.

    "Yes. Because of this, you said you caused a disturbance in Sejour. I didn''t expect him to have a heavy back."

    "I''m busy at work."

    "That shouldn''t be. About me, my servant will clean everything up while I''m asleep. Are you jealous, visitor?

    "That''s it already"

    "Yut!"

    Valtrude said not to tame the enemy.

    "Doesn''t that seem like I''m pushing Yut to work, then"

    "Oh, ha-ha-ha"

    Looks really fun, vampires laugh.

    "Oh, how delightful. I feel good. So let me kill you without suffering."

    I kept my hands open to produce the dark sun.

    "Darkness falls. Stay."

    It sheds the light of darkness, and makes Yut, and Alsace, and the altar.

    Swallow, squash and fill everything.

    "It''s Truss-Sink, queen of sorcery. O merciful, who protects his soul after death. Drive out the darkness and illuminate those who blaspheme death with your own power."

    At the same time, Alusian prayer was completed.

    "Miracle"

    Around her, the light flooded.

    Soft, warm, raw blessing light.

    It collided with and antagonized - offset - the darkness created by vampires.

    "That''s a black hole..."

    Alcia''s biggest spell gave her nothing, but with one scale of power in her eyes, Yut sweats cold.

    I don''t think I can outburst that one, but it''s too dangerous.

    "What an abominable light. You''re gonna die."

    "Was it the limit to strike it off"

    "Oh man, just the same hand wouldn''t work"

    Arcia uncommonly reveals remorse against Zig Alto, who does not afford it.

    That wouldn''t have triggered it, but the void was stitched and Valtrude set up the rampage.

    "Danger. Danger."

    It is as if moving from darkness to darkness, instantly disappearing and distancing, turning its deadly attack on.

    "Ha."

    To its point of appearance, the Exile swings to throw Spike Flail, but likewise moves from shadow to shadow to refrain from sending an unclean weapon to it.

    "Isn''t it cowardly for a righteous ally to focus on just one person?"

    "In democracy, numbers are just."

    "Well, let''s follow that routine."

    Vampires squeal their fingers with their pussies.

    At the same time, four black discs appeared around the perimeter of Zieg Alto.

    "It''s my family. You wouldn''t call it cowardice, would you?

    At the same time it disappeared, from which one alien being appeared.

    A woman with thorny chains all over her body.

    Beasthead person. An upright wolf-like, bestially ill (lycanthropy) man.

    A darker knight than the rock giant (Jarloot) who covered his entire body with metal armor and carried a two-handed sword like a mass of metal.

    And a luscious beauty with a human skin curse document and wearing an exposed leather costume.

    "Well, gentlemen. Let the struggle begin."

 76 8. Overwhelming

    "Take it and stand"

    Valtrude, who has rebuilt the Devine Subjugator, takes his grand challenge.

    "But is it enough for just four?

    Not provocative or proud, Valtrude just asked as a fact.

    In the wake of that word, Yut quickly calculates.

    On the number, that''s six to five. There''s one more here, but Jonah wants to keep warm thinking about the worst. In that case, on the number, they become one another.

    On the number.

    "Are you going to win already?

    "I am the Cathedral Knight of Helenonia."

    Valtroude storms for the beasthead man.

    The werewolf (Warwolf), who reacted quickly to it, became diseased on all fours and intercepted Valtrude.

    Beauty and the beast intersect.

    A man with a veterinary disease (LycanSloppy) jumps up Valtrude''s overhead high and waves his nails - he doesn''t do anything like that.

    Leaving a low position like crawling through the earth, he stretches his fangs with the right foot of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), the enemy of the Uncluttered Heaven.

    Eat up on your feet, chop off your Achilles tendon, and slowly snap after you''ve pulled it down.

    I can''t handle it first at first glance, wild moves.

    In contrast, Valtrude unleashed a kick showing the back of his leg in reverse.

    "Ggah."

    Boots of Flying, the military boot of flight, plunges into the back of the werewolf''s throat, and the werewolf, who should have been a predator, screams like a livestock.

    Valtrude is not just a cathedral knight. For her, who was born in the village of Ozlick, she is used to wolf opponents and so on. It''s as easy as it gets when it''s not a herd.

    "Yahh."

    Flash the Demon Sword.

    Stitch your head to the ground, piercing your brain, mouth and jaw from your ears growing on the top of the head of a suffering veterinary disease man.

    "I''m going to ask you once now, is that enough people?

    "Of course."

    On behalf of the Lord, I answered a sorcerer (wizard) woman with a human skin spell document. Noticing that highly exposed outfit, Valtrude frowns.

    But the spare time was also until I heard the name of the completed spell.

    "Magic Bombing, Pyronic Gyro."

    Magic Instructor of the Fifth Staircase (Warlock) Class Spell.

    Avoid reflexively falling back to avoid pages detached from the spell document attempting to surround Valtrude.

    In the sense of erasing the effects of the spell, it is similar to Magic Dismantling (Isolation), but the most important characteristic is that the effects change depending on the target.

    The number of magic items or powers that you have around you. In addition, it explodes depending on the strength of the spell being granted.

    The battle-ready Valtrudes will also be the most effective subjects in this Brewers. Larsia looks blatantly unpleasant and even Exile shows a rush.

    It was one yut who was calm.

    "Counter Dispel Against the Curse Demon"

    A page of spells tracked by Valtrude can disappear under white magic light.

    The cathedral knight who had escaped the difficulties accidentally exhaled a breath of relief. It''s bad for the heart.

    "The enemy has a magician. There''s no way you''re not on guard."

    "Huh. Isn''t that something we can tell each other?

    "I don''t care if they say it in an eye-catching outfit."

    Yes, Yut is blurry. An answer that lacks seriousness.

    "Oh, that''s a lovely reaction."

    But the vampire demon mentor, a family member of Ziguarto, does not seem to be full. Waving a compelling smile, he stares at Yut to seduce him.

    "But I don''t like it"

    "If you charm me, it won''t matter."

    "Well, suppose it''s each other that the spell is broken. Plus, you gave up a hundred steps and you were with me."

    If I can''t be involved any more, I forcefully turn back.

    "How did you know my people and your elephant invisibility were equal?

    And poked at a reality that was too cruel.

    "Rahh."

    For the Dark Knight, Exile waves down Spike Flail.

    As if I were going to smash it on the wall or something.

    Over and over again.

    But it''s a two-handed sword like a metal mass, or take it with thick metal armor.

    Nor can a servant Rock Giant (Jarloot) continue to attack forever. A dark knight struck by a six-long strike takes a step like a machine to defeat the Exile.

    "Right there!

    Spike Flail was about to be pulled back into his grip, not serving to smash his enemies.

    Exile used his full body power to wield it like a fishing rod forcefully. A striking part equal to the anchor strikes the dark knight''s foot hard to obstruct progress.

    That''s not all.

    Even more at an unbalanced time, he swings down to slap Spike Flail, who was dancing in space, with both hands, and puts the dark knight''s back on the ground.

    After that, it''s a one-sided ravage.

    Exile himself is likely to make excuses for saying, "Every time I attack, I get damaged because I have recoil..." But of course, no one will ever get along with it.

    "Magic Blast."

    "Against the Curse Demon."

    The opponent isn''t just watching, either, but the werewolf is still recovering and the theoretical spell is enclosed in Yut.

    The woman, wrapped around her whole body in thorny chains, does not move by serving the side of Ziguarto, only observes that its blood-sucking marquis is interesting.

    "I have to work, too!

    Three Bullets of Reason (Force Missiles) were released from somewhere against Ziguarto, intertwined with each other.

    "Death is nothing but an abomination. O merciful, who promises peace after death. Save your wandering soul and pay."

    At the same time, Arsia reads out the Holy Word.

    - Evacuate.

    Purifying immortal monsters, holy waves.

    But it''s not the same size as the corpse survivors (zombies), the Tsukamas (wight), and the Corpse Eaters (ghouls) who came out by the time they got here.

    You can''t make it disappear, just stop moving and do the best you can.

    That''s how much Alcia knew. To that extent, it is sufficient.

    Not past target, an attack from Larsia strikes Ziguarto directly - on the brink of it, one shadow broke in.

    A female vampire wrapped around her with a thorny chain takes the attack of a science spell upon her on behalf of the Lord.

    No matter how many vampires, I can''t be intact with three proper arrows of pure magic.

    The amount blown away by the impact did not appear to have been minor damage, as it cleverly rotated in the air and landed off the foot, but the whole body is burned and the directly hit area is tragically snagged.

    Still, he moved creepy like a ghost and returned to the Lord''s side again.

    "Ugh."

    Hiding with long waved dark hair, I don''t know the expression.

    Even the laughter, it just sounds like it, it could just be a groan.

    But I get it. I get it.

    This woman vampire is delighted.

    "She''s a little different."

    Zieg Alto Crewing explained his family for the first time.

    "Pain is directly linked to pleasure. Well, it''s easy to tell when you think that the more blood you bleed, the happier you bleed."

    "It''s not even Roku..."

    Arcia holds down her crimson eyelids and shakes her head. Too bad for Yona''s education.

    Valtrude, who seems to be the most ethically repugnant, is silent because he simply did not understand.

    "Mazo vampires or something, the world is too wide..."

    Meanwhile, Yut was back on track.

    In the first place, it hurts us because of the thorny chains. You should have noticed when you came out. I don''t want to notice.

    "And the more blood you shed, the stronger you become"

    Zig Alto squeaks his fingers.

    Taking that as a signal, the battered female vampire, freed from the Lord, flew behind it ignoring Valtrude and Exile.

    Valtrude made an impossible move to escape the Magic Blast, so Exile can''t react to it because it''s right after defeating the Dark Knight.

    "Disintegrator"

    Green light runs and burns the feet of battered female vampires.

    The pain - pleasantly, out of balance in the air, fell between the avant-garde and the rear guard.

    "In the meantime, I shot you because you''re sick"

    "Yeah. That''s about it, acceptable......?

    Yut, who instructed him to keep warm, also saw a female vampire crawling around the ground like a cicada with an approaching life expectancy, which can only be made an exception.

    But battered female vampires don''t stop worrying about that kind of gaze.

    Anyway, Disintegrator is a psychic power that destroys the existence itself. For her, it''s the first time she''s ever had pain that can''t be regenerated. For my first pleasure, I enjoy all the covetousness.

    "Well, if it was a normal opponent, it could have been a victory."

    Enemy half-broken in no time.

    Looking at it, Yut pokes at reality.

    "Didn''t the outlook seem too sweet, Marquis?

    "This is tough"

    When I had a hole, I said I wanted to go in, but I turned my back and laughed.

    "Even for the sake of leisure time, it seemed too boring to say goodbye. Let''s apologize."

    Sieg Alto Crewing who actually bows his head as well as words.

    "The Hammer of the Devil."

    Flipping his cape and putting his hand over his head, a certain darkness appeared over the head of the female vampire.

    A sphere of darkness plummeting as it was crushes the entire body of a female vampire who has lost her leg.

    "Shall I clean the ugly ones?"

    Until the end.

    Even during that death, the female vampire - passed away - accepted the pain with real joy.

 77 9. Eligibility of the King

    A sphere of darkness crushes the battered woman vampire and restores her body to dust.

    "You out-of-the-way!

    Valtrude revealed his anger at the crime. Even if it doesn''t get that far, neither does Yut or Arsia hide their disgust.

    "I just disposed of my belongings, Cathedral Knight (Paladin)"

    But Zig Alto Crewing just shrugs his shoulders that he''s out of his mind.

    In a way, the reaction is correct.

    Vampires (vampires), which should have turned into black dust, did not disappear on the wind as it was, this time white mist.

    Fluffy as a Necromancer (Ghost), trying to get out of between the altars.

    "Yut!"

    "No. There''s no bills to cut."

    to Valtrude''s instructions, but Yut shook his head that he could do nothing.

    Vampires are immortal.

    This is correct in a way and a misunderstanding in a way.

    If you are plunged into numerous weaknesses - just like people - it will lead to death, and if you suffer so much damage that you cannot regenerate as you do now, your flesh will perish.

    Except the soul, though.

    Vampires who are no longer able to maintain their flesh become white mists and travel to their own coffins. You sleep in it, and over the years, you build your flesh again.

    "... right"

    The means to counter vampires turned into fog are limited. Valtrude, denied by Yut, besides accepting it, for that matter his anger towards Zieguart burns.

    "I don''t care if it''s incomplete death. You will be crushed with my hand."

    "Totally. Noisy things"

    Exposed to such Valtrude''s anger, a bloodsucking magician with a human skin spell document does not go through with it at all.

    Moving slowly to the Lord in his footsteps, he offered and knelt as if to offer a spell document.

    "Please, I''ll pay you back"

    Zieg Alto silently grabbed the magician''s head - pulled a thousand pieces.

    The flesh that has lost its head becomes an object for dedicating the spell document as it is. Blood erupted with fierce momentum dyed the spell document crimson.

    "Exile!"

    "Leave it to me!"

    I don''t even ask questions anymore.

    Valtrude rushes to the vampire and wields a spike flail to support it. In addition, Larsia released the Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) from somewhere.

    "Distortion, manifest."

    The figure of Zig Alto is cracked, stretched, shrunk and twisted as if it were a kaleidoscope.

    Fantasy or distorted space?

    Spike Flail''s blow passes Sieg Alto''s lean, and The Bullet of Reason somehow is sucked into the flesh that has lost its neck, and all it takes is to turn it into a white mist.

    "What do you mean!?"

    No one answers Larsia''s screams, and Valtrude''s assault is not a step in time.

    "I''m going to fight you heroes, so I want you to admit some fraud."

    The ability to exercise theoretical spells, which I was giving away. With the power to regain it and be put on it even more, Zieg Alto Crewing ripped out nine pages of the spell.

    A piece of crimson paper covers up the black vampire.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    Can''t be used by Arch Mage. No, I call whoever exercises this the Great Mage, the Ninth Staircase.

    time stop spells.

    If we were to make it usable, it would certainly be an unparalleled scam.

    "Chi -" Counter Dispel "Against the Curse Demon"

    I immediately thought Yut would strike it off and get nothing...

    "Thank you for your hard work. The result is the same."

    The Marquis of the Verga Empire holds the head of a bloodsucking magician who had left it pulled out.

    "Against the Curse Demon."

    "What!?"

    The spell was unleashed by a blood-sucking magician who had been born. White magic light antagonizes, and yet Yut pushes through - on the brink of it, Time Suspension is complete.

    "So I told you it was a scam, right?

    The gray world where the engravings stopped. No matter, the whining won''t reach anyone either.

    Slowly, he approached the altar by sewing between Valtrude and Yut as if he were going for a walk. Everyone and he are like statues.

    Fraud.

    Everything was a lie from the beginning, everything was true.

    It creates an immortal monster (undead) in Sejour, king''s capital of the kingdom of Rotosilt, causing confusion.

    Besides, I just got the attention of the Yuts to unseal the princess of rotten meat, T¨¹ra zu Ranuz, in its territory.

    Oh, that''s a lie. It''s a big lie.

    Alone, Zieg Alto Crewing keeps walking in a stopped world of moments.

    At the end of those eyes...

    "Why, to the king..."

    Alsace was unable to answer the question.

    A question that was too fundamental and too obvious to even think about. In the first place, do you need to care why the king''s son, the first prince, becomes king, etc.?

    "So you''re going to be on the throne just to leave the seeds?

    That''s probably clean, says the Avatar for what Eudit looks like. I''m not bluffing, I''m serious.

    "What will I do when I am king? What do you want to exchange..."

    King of virtues governing the country with law and virtue.

    King of Uchi who opens the land, promotes commerce and develops the country.

    King of martial arts defeating external enemies, invading other countries and spreading prints.

    "That''s wrong, too."

    Alsace floated in the back of his brain, some ideal king.

    Also, Hellenonian minute divine body that lightly denies it.

    "Going for it is, well, good. But you want to be such a king?

    "It''s..."

    If it''s something you can be, it''s decided you want to be.

    "... really?

    Again, Alsace can''t answer.

    A sense of purpose that we have to carry on after.

    An environment where it was natural to be king.

    Other than that, there is a reason to stand as king - will there be roots? No, there must be, and Alsace desperately turns the page of his memory.

    Because this is the world that projected my mind, or it was an easy task.

    Was it a good swallow, or talent? Both the sword and imperial studies were quickly acquired. No, should I say that the effort answered me?

    Since that time, I had not suspected that, in the future, I would rule the country like my father did.

    And he led the army to drive away the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) - some of which he accomplished, but was himself petrified and imprisoned.

    Even after being rescued, there are certainly opposing forces, but I was wondering if they would soon take the throne. I have no intention of sparing any effort to do so either.

    It''s natural to be king.

    Become king, and exchange what?

    What kind of king do you aspire to?

    No matter how many pages of memory you turn, the specific statue doesn''t tie.

    To that fact, Alsace was stunned.

    "Well, what did I want to be..."

    Valtrude Istas.

    Beautiful, a girl loved by man and God. Secondly, Alsace suddenly thinks of her presence.

    She has many companions who not only have the charm (charisma) she was born with, but who do their best. There is a measure of discipline in spite of the fact that you can manage without vowing your devotion to the royal family.

    What Kings to aspire to. Looking back at us who couldn''t answer that either, the sense of inferiority was inspired - at that moment Alsace understood everything so that the ice melted.

    "Right. I..."

    I finally realized, my dream.

    That''s a dream that''s too childish, selfish, and too far-fetched to put in your mouth.

    "I wanted to be a hero..."

    Like the protagonist of the bard''s hero Tan (saga), the hero of a story that parents tell their children to sleep in.

    That''s what I wanted to be.

    "Damn, haha"

    The laughter of self-immolation overflows from Alsace''s mouth endlessly.

    Don''t you have to laugh?

    There is no law or virtue. There is no development, no public peace. It''s just my own lust for honor.

    "Excuse me. I didn''t seem to be in the king''s vessel."

    I was jealous of Valtrude and Yut.

    But that''s not as an exchanger. As just one human being - he aspired to be a hero and only switched the jealousy of frustrated Alsace.

    What a shame. I don''t think jealousy required conditions, but still, I didn''t deserve to be offended.

    "As I said, live secluded with your beloved, or die wild with a sword"

    Alsace, with a sunny expression, clearly tells the Divine Minutes Divine Body that believes. It''s as if the possession has fallen.

    But the unexpected answer came from that Hellenonian minute divine body.

    "Isn''t that good, hero? It''s not like I can''t reconcile being king."

    "Oh my...?

    "Heroes don''t become kings, kings become heroes. I''m Helenonia the Ever Winner. I don''t know what Fermina or Zeras would say."

    Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh cheerful laugh.

    I got a complex look at what Eudit looked like, but Alsace''s thoughts soon begin to handle real life issues.

    "Then I will be king of history as a hero by destroying the Verga Empire"

    "It''s superimposed."

    It must have been a satisfying word for Helenonia, the divinity of goodness. For what Eudit looked like, the divine body smiles as bright as the sun and nods.

    "But also to fight, we need money. And we need more food to feed and increase our troops."

    "Are you a rich soldier? Much better."

    The country is rich, and evil perishes.

    There would be no policy that would match Hellenonian tastes any more.

    "But do you have the talent to just exchange it?

    "No. Therefore, we will gather the people that are possible"

    Naturally, Valtrude and Yut are among them.

    "Is that good?

    "Let the work of your men be a feat of kings"

    "The reverse is true again."

    "Absolutely."

    The interrogation is over.

    A divine body, looking like Eudit, lifts his right hand high and high.

    "Let me give you my mark."

    A sword of light born in the palm of his hand.

    That sucks into Alsace''s right hand, which left his head drooling in the green meadows.

    There is no pain.

    There was just warmth.

    "This is..."

    Alsace is worn with a Hellenonian symbol intertwined with a long sword and thunder.

    In the palm of my right hand, I did feel some power residing.

    "I may not be a good king. Some of those who die in battle will be angry with you."

    "¡­ I understand"

    "But that''s why. Alsace Rothschild, be a great king."

    "Not necessarily"

    It was the first time they called me by name.

    Trembling with that gratitude, Alsace renews her vows.

    Just like when I first got here, the ending was abrupt.

    In an instant, consciousness switches, and that altar enters Alsace''s sight.

    "Are you back..."

    relief that it served its purpose.

    I look at myself, I pay my troubles, I feel refreshed as if I was reborn.

    When it passed, I came to think of the presence of the Yuts left here.

    I try to look back to make sure of that - I get a strong shock from behind.

    "I''ve been waiting."

    What Alsace heard on the verge of letting go of consciousness was an evil voice that was sweet and comfortable to hear.

 78 10. The Dark Lord (Dark Road)

    "Oh...... This moment is always sweet to taste."

    By the time the Yuts realized, it was already over (...).

    It creates an immortal monster (undead) in Sejour, king''s capital of the kingdom of Rotosilt, causing confusion.

    Besides, I just got the attention of the Yuts to unseal the princess of rotten meat, T¨¹ra zu Ranuz, in its territory.

    Oh, that''s a lie. It''s a big lie.

    I just wanted to insult this innocent prince.

    Prince Alsace, stuck with his fangs in his neck and sucked up blood, lay down on the ground, not a drop of blood flowing. Not a drop.

    In contrast, vampires of blue and white beauty (vampires) raise their joyful voices as they zero blood from the edges of their lips.

    I don''t want to suck on a man''s blood. This is for real.

    But I don''t know.

    Wouldn''t it be hard to devote the joy of falling the Cavalier of the Diocese (Paladin), who lived righteously, to a body full of curses!

    Sweeter than wine from the ages, hotter than moonlight, purer than virgin life.

    This prince can no longer hold the throne.

    On the contrary, we cannot live under the sun, we cannot cross running water, and we cannot live without even living blood from other creatures.

    "Whoo-hoo! What a miserable existence!

    Not far away, it should be abandoned from the god of good, and it should gain grace from the god of evil phases.

    Sieg Alto grabbed the head of a spent family sorcerer (wizard) and swallowed his life blood as a mouthpiece.

    "I feel great. But you don''t seem to agree."

    "You."

    Valtroude, dressed as an assault, sees his teeth in his own powerlessness.

    "Come on, my son Alsace. The new Dark Lord. Stand up and shake that blade good"

    In response to that voice, or the prince who was lying on the ground slowly rises.

    There is no shadow of a beautiful white boy anymore.

    The eyes shimmer red and the skin color is white by the time it''s pathological. He also has fangs.

    Still, beauty doesn''t change.

    It can even be described as luscious, a smooth beauty.

    "It''s a battle between the Cathedral Knight and the former Cathedral Knight. fully -"

    "It won''t happen."

    "Nah."

    Sieg. Alto Crewing. From the bosom of a mighty vampire, his body was growing.

    Reject those with evil phases, treasure traitor. Seeing, white smoke was rising from both hands of Alsace holding the pattern.

    "On a stray, sunny arrow tip. This is something that can''t stay..."

    So mocking himself, Alsace pulls through the traitor and snaps the neck of a vampire who was awarded the Marquis by the Empress Verga, who is also a sub-god.

    Probably because I received a testimony from the Hellenonian Minutes Body (Avatar). Or maybe the flesh didn''t give in to the spirit even if it changed.

    The truth is, that would be the only other thing to be ascertained in a divine manner, but it was certain that to the heart it had not been tarnished by the evil phase.

    "Let me kill my parents"

    "Stupid ah"

    Zig Alto makes a grudging noise even when his neck is splashed.

    "Luminous World"

    "" Shining Raid "" Shining Raid ""

    It unleashes Yona''s psychic powers and Alusian magic. Light emitted from different sources turned vampires into fog.

    Having seen it through, Alsace looks around at the Yuts to convey his own will.

    "Don''t worry. I''m not going to sit in that vampire''s cauldron. If this happens, we''ll have to die."

    "Your Highness..."

    "No, you don''t have to say anything"

    grandiose.

    Prince Alsace, who even let the king''s style drift, smiled and blocked Yut''s words.

    "I finally found my way forward, but, well, I think it''s a life that should have been lost twenty years ago. I don''t have a choice."

    Through cleanliness, stands as if they are already inhabitants of the unseen.

    "If it''s just to be forgiven...... Lord Valtrude, I want to fight you to the end."

    "Yut."

    Valtrude''s promise, that one word. If you don''t let anyone pinch your mouth, hurry to the altar early.

    Of course, I''m not even going to stop Yut.

    "Yona."

    "Mm-hmm. In about three minutes."

    "Val, let me finish in a minute"

    "I understand."

    Prince Alsace walks down the altar and waits for Valtrude.

    Cathedral knights and former Cathedral knights confront each other a few steps away.

    "Your Highness..."

    I''m not your highness anymore.

    With a bitter smile, fangs peek from Prince Alsace. So you swung it all off, set up a love sword traitor while raising white smoke.

    "Coming."

    I gently knocked my body forward for movement. That''s all the preliminary motion is.

    In the next moment, you step a few steps apart and enter into a light intermission. Even the servant Valtrude is finally ready to put up his shield and defend himself.

    Magic silver (miserable) meets each other, and the clear sound echoes the space.

    Prince Alsace will not crush him with a traitor, and Valtrude will push him back with a shield integrated with his small hand.

    "I''ll finish it."

    "I''d still like to enjoy it."

    "I don''t have time left"

    Step right into it and Valtrude can put more effort into the shield on his left arm.

    "Whatever."

    I wasn''t looking sweet.

    But the vampired Prince Alsace is also disoriented by pressure that does not seem to be the strength of a female knight named Angel Kakaya.

    "Holy Strike"

    At the same time, the Divine Subjugator, a wandering demon sword that brings together the holy light, is swung down from overhead.

    Inevitable.

    Then you can take it.

    It''s not that simple, but this was the moment Alsace was waiting for.

    "Respond, Traiter!

    Out with the vampire, even if the flesh lost its goodness phase, Traiter recognized Prince Alsace as the owner.

    Traitor - that is, a traitor.

    Its name, unworthy of the royal sword, derives from its qualities.

    In response to that call, as if the sword itself had the will, it drew an unlikely orbit to receive the God-fearing sword.

    "This is the last blow of my life!

    Rebellion.

    Traiter defied the fate of death, and when he played the God-forsaken sword, he shook himself down to Valtrude''s shoulder, drawing a flowing trajectory.

    A deadly blow.

    This was the moment Valtrude was waiting for.

    Cathedral knights don''t pull a step. No, when you let go of the demon sword, you step in the other way and hit Prince Alsace from shoulder to shoulder.

    That''s a bump in the cutting edge, and Traiter''s blow doesn''t lead to piercing magical silver armor.

    "My win!

    Prince Alsace is right in his words.

    You can''t lose to Valtroude for dumping your weapon. Keep your distance, keep your attitude...

    "Holy Strike Dance - Tiger Po"

    The moment I was so sure, the shock thrust through my jaw into my brain.

    With fists wrapped around holy light - and equipped with gauntlets - he is beaten to thrust up from the bottom, and a vampired flesh floats in the universe.

    I took a second shot around my liver, and I accidentally bent over to the body letter, even though my gut shouldn''t be functioning anymore.

    "Not yet."

    Still, all I can say is that it was beautiful that caused my body and tried to attack Valtrude.

    At the end of the day, even if it was struck out with a magical silver shield integrated with a cage hand, with the result of falling to the ground.

    "Ha ha. An unexpected ending, but maybe this is me too."

    Soon up, Prince Alsace throws out a traitor and smiles refreshingly that he has clad to the ground and is clean.

    In front of Prince Alsace like that, Valtrude, I can''t say anything.

    "Oh, yeah. I''m sorry, but can you pass on your thanks to Eudit? If I apologize, she''ll be angry the other way around."

    "Tell me that for yourself. I''m sorry I resented you."

    All the best. Absolutely not.

    Yes, all over his body. While appealing, Yut decides to get a trump card out that was kept warm.

    "Yona, please."

    Looking back, I could see the Albino toddler nodding firmly.

    Activate the psychic while pointing to Alsace. I''m extremely disrespectful, but I have nothing else to ask you to forgive.

    "Rewind"

    It takes Kasumi to look like a prince. At the same time, a rubbing sound called culculcul poured out of the prince.

    "What''s this all about?

    "I know if you look... rewind, I guess"

    The wound healed - not only.

    "I''m annoyed..."

    When Jonah was about to fall exhausted, her red eyes, her fangs, her white skin by the time she was pathological. Everything was back to normal.

    "Well done"

    "For Hamburgers"

    Accepting such a jona, Yut haunts his head about how to ask.

    "To Zhuyin, you''re just annoying me..."

    "What happened to me..."

    But it''s no big deal compared to Prince Alsace''s confusion, such as Yut''s troubles.

    "It was psychic, and I rewound the time. About 10 minutes"

    "Give me some time...?

    "The prince now is the prince before he became a vampire"

    "Jonah, my prince."

    Arcia slaps Jonah on the head and takes it from Yut.

    Now that he was free, Yut decided to give a detailed explanation.

    "That said, there''s nothing more to it... Specifying an individual is a psychic ability to bring the time of its existence back to the past for up to 10 minutes."

    Usually used when saving the seriously injured or dead. Fuel consumption is bad...... and Yut goes on.

    "I mean, you saved me..."

    In words, that''s all.

    I just decided to be ready until earlier, and I can''t accept it right away.

    "Yut, maybe you knew from the beginning, didn''t you?

    "I don''t know when it first started, but I thought maybe it wasn''t what we thought it was for."

    That''s why they kept Yona warm in battle.

    "If you can undo it, explain it sooner..."

    "You didn''t have time to, did you? I didn''t even try to make him."

    "Sort of..."

    But when I saw Larsia and Exile where I got anxious that I wasn''t the only one who didn''t understand, I was sharing my thoughts on an earlier hit.

    "You looked great." This is the last blow of my life! ''"

    "Oh, I want to be ready to wield my weapon when I''m done, too."

    "Give me a break..."

    Prince Alsace, still unable to accept the situation, distorted his neat face like trouble.

    I can live.

    If I thought so, I''d be ashamed of myself as soon as I could.

    "Now I guess I''ll settle for one thing"

    To the Yut word, everyone returns a nod.

    In the end, I''m letting it go, but I won''t be able to do anything for a while. In the meantime, let''s give back our interest to the Verga Empire.

    Under Yut''s feet, so determined, there was a hole.

    It''s a space-time hole that shines like a rainbow and swings amorphously.

    "Huh?"

    Suddenly, thoughts harden.

    And it wasn''t Yut alone, it was beneath everyone''s feet - in short, there were holes in time and space all over this room.

    If a spell is used, it may have been avoided if a magic device (magic item) was activated.

    But it was totally unintentional.

    Shortly after I resisted, everyone was swallowed up.

 79 11. Midday Sun

    "How could you do this..."

    Acorn''s eyes looked to the front and his hands kept moving, even as he brought several weeping remarks in just one day today.

    Face-to-face, slightly clear-faced Eudit.

    Beautiful girl who creates an atmosphere that she only stretched her back a little while leaving the shadow of her usual adorable girl. If it could be copied as it were, it would be a lifelong piece for the painter.

    "How''s it going, how''s it going?

    "Yeah? Good..."

    Do not change the pose. Asked Akane about his progress with minimal mouth movement as well, Eudit expressed satisfaction with the atmosphere alone, not the motion.

    In Acorn''s hands, a sketchbook and a pencil for Dessant.

    It was blank until about an hour ago. There''s a girl there who can tell she''s a princess at a glance even without a caption. However, there is a different part to Eudit sitting in front of him.

    Sometimes it''s not as realistic as a sketch, it''s somewhat cartoonishly deformed, but the biggest difference is the costume.

    Eudit in the paper wore a Japanese costume like twelve, not a dress.

    There is a deep reason for this.

    I can''t even read comics at once, and I was just watching a slideshow of fashion images of the planet when I had a break......

    "There''s no costume in that comic book?

    And I heard it with sparkling eyes.

    "Exactly impossible"

    I don''t have to consider it, it''s NG. Because I can only wear yukata.

    "That''s unfortunate..."

    As it were, it was supposed to end.

    "Speaking of which, wasn''t the lady there able to draw comics?

    If the great sage Vainamarinen doesn''t say something extra...

    "Well. If you ask me so."

    "Why don''t you try it, paint it?

    "Brave man...... ugh"

    Hate to his childhood friend gets even more, but an innocent girl who doesn''t know the filth - looks like one - couldn''t ignore Eudit''s expectations.

    That''s how I started drawing, but soon the difficult questions would get in the way.

    Before I wrote it down, I wondered what it would be like to beautify it to the extreme, but the beauty of the model would slide me to the problem of Akane''s skill.

    In the meantime, an unfamiliar kimono stood up as a wall.

    Nevertheless, Acorn also does not self-identify with Dada as a production geek.

    It''s still incomplete, but I think it''s quite possible.

    (Exotic and japonistic...)

    I''m not sure, but the atmosphere conveys self-esteem. It doesn''t even look like Gaysha somehow, but it would be about yut to tell.

    Then it''s easy to block your mouth.

    Define that and run the pencil again.

    Looking to the side, the great sage who folded his big body was messing with his laptop. That''s good. I include telling you not to just erase the files.

    Besides, it was the documentation software that showed interest. If this is the case, there will be no major problems.

    It would be an illusion in my eyes that I was petting with my index finger until just now, and it''s already a blind touch. I''m sure.

    (In the meantime, I''ll just draw it up)

    Whatever the history, I''m not going out of hand.

    Acorn got in the mood, and when he re-gripped the pencil - accidentally, the room was wrapped in the dark.

    "Power outage?"

    Immediately after I say it, I reconsider that there is no reason.

    So what''s causing this?

    I look around, no matter, but even the light from the outside and the gray LCD display is out.

    In it, two shimmering eyes.

    "Nice to meet you, visiting lady"

    Zieg Alto Crewing.

    The blood-sucking Marquis laughed with her mouth wide open in the dark.

    "Hih."

    I feel instinctive fear and the acorn retreats.

    But all I could do was move one step. My feet are dull in fear and I can''t move.

    "Dear Acorn?

    Eudit also raises his voice to the anomaly, but she can''t do anything. Sieg Alto has not been in my eyes since the beginning.

    Everything was a lie from the beginning, everything was true.

    It creates an immortal monster (undead) in Sejour, king''s capital of the kingdom of Rotosilt, causing confusion.

    Besides, I just got the attention of the Yuts to unseal the princess of rotten meat, T¨¹ra zu Ranuz, in its territory.

    Oh, that''s a lie. It''s a big lie.

    I just wanted to insult the innocent prince.

    That, too, is only one side of the truth.

    Just a new visitor from another world. I just wanted to try her blood.

    "I''d like to taste it carefully if I were you."

    I can''t help but want to put some unknown blood into this body that I felt Yut might be following, and more importantly, forced to regenerate.

    "You''re in the way."

    The voice echoed deep into darkness.

    "Dawn Light (Sunrise)"

    Flash runs.

    The Eighth Ladder''s theoretical spell of overthrowing all darkness and obliterating demons.

    It does strike out the darkness that Zieg Alto Crewing has spread, exposing its appearance under the daylight.

    "Master Vainamarinen!

    "Sage!?"

    In a name that I had never imagined, Ziguarto came to life.

    "Hmm."

    Vainamarinen, who guessed the circumstances, snorts boringly. He''s in a childish mood interrupted where he was playing with a new toy.

    "It''s a mistake to put your hands down."

    When Vainamarinen retrieved the spell document, he threw it loosely for nine pages.

    "Dream Transition Gate (Cloudland)"

    It sticks to the ceiling, forming holes in space-time that shine and swing like rainbows.

    "Brave!?"

    "Ugh."

    Yut fell from the ceiling along with the missing voice during that time. The Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage) managed to land, but at that time he twisted his legs and was about to fall out of balance.

    There was nothing wrong with the mild Larsia, and Prince Alsace, who was caught in the metastasis while sitting, stood properly on the floor.

    "A brave man...... a fighter?

    The only acorn to know that Yut was suffering a ligament injury asks caring. I forgot about my situation.

    "Oh, I managed...... What, Zhuyin? No, Sieg Alto Crewing!?"

    "Oh man, this is amazing"

    The blood-sucking Marquis exhaled if it wasn''t really on.

    "Weren''t you doomed earlier"

    At the same time, he exudes the Divine Subjugator, a magical sword, while raising the voice of doubt that Valtrude can take for granted.

    In response, Yut turns his gaze to Vainamarinen, but it has been ignored. He''s busy keeping his laptop safe.

    "I mean...... You weren''t doomed in that place, were you? I''m leaving that place pretending to be dead. And I used some means to overcome the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion, which stretched out on Falve in the form of fog."

    "It''s a big deal, not a mistake. There''s no reason why this city can''t get its hands on you because you''ve broken the same bond that existed in that ruin."

    "I see. But it shouldn''t have been a minor injury. I healed it..."

    I''m not going to tell you that Alsace was sucked of blood, with Eudit on his toes. I won''t tell you, but I smoked a lot. So I could confirm that I would have forced it to regenerate.

    "Are we done talking? He''s the one who''s been after his own woman, settle with his own hands for the last time."

    "Jii......"

    "My own woman..."

    Ouch, the protests of the illuminating Gentiles are not at all concerned, and Vainamarinen sits back in the chair somewhere.

    "If anything happens, you said you''d do something about it in peace."

    "It must be hard"

    "Your enemies, your allies, they''re still swinging."

    Either way, it''s troublesome.

    "Exactly, is there a gap to suck blood"

    Sieg Alto shrugged his shoulder just to say it was a surrender - while doing so, he burned the blood in his body.

    "A prison of current times."

    Vampires of beauty were cunning everywhere.

    When you transform your whole body into darkness, you kill for acorns like turbulence. Keep her away and leave the scene.

    "You don''t have to keep winning. I wish I were a winner at the last moment."

    No one will deny it.

    If that (...) is (...) in (...) and (...) is (...) in (...) then (...).

    "Peace of Mind."

    Alcia, who has been silent until now, casts a divine spell.

    God''s breath released from her, which became a conduit of power sent by God. That, on the contrary, covers this fortress of the Falve, the whole city of the Falve, whose pure power purifies the air, the earth and even the spirit.

    "Grunt. Why, I can''t move"

    "Alcia, would it be too much?

    Zieg Alto Crewing trying to get his hands on Acorn. Valtrude tried to make a move to defeat that vampire.

    The divine spell on the ninth staircase prevented both of them from moving.

    No, there will be no direct hostility to someone, to be exact.

    Yut, I''ll take care of it.

    "Ugh. If I had the mental ability, I could participate..."

    "Stop Astral Structure."

    Poofing Jonah''s head to make him look sorry, Yut moves forward.

    "At the end of the day, I''ll send you the right spell."

    Yut rips another nine pages out of the spell and lines up behind him.

    It turned into a six-wielding sword with a slight flash.

    "Three Spirit Spears (Hexa Gramaton)"

    Earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness. A luxurious long spear coloured with the iconic colour of the hexagenic elements.

    It wanders around the perimeter of Yut, looking for something.

    The movement stopped perfectly.

    And then everything turns the cutting edge to Sieg Alto Crewing.

    "Aren''t you going to be harmless to someone?

    To the proper Prince Alsace''s question, Yut returns the answer he had prepared in advance.

    "Yeah. I can''t attack that vampire. I am."

    Automatically discover, track, and pierce beings with evil phases Three Pairs of Spirit Spears.

    There, of the surgeon, the will of Yut does not intervene. Just a blade of source elements that automatically hunt for evil.

    I just activated the spell.

    "What a scam."

    "I told you. Suitable."

    "But I''m not going to get hit in silence"

    Three pairs of spears who find their prey fly in a straight line toward the vampire. I try to fly it big and twitch it... but that was the big mistake.

    Acorn - Away from being without an evil phase, The Three Spirit Spears tears true fangs.

    The rest of the three spears were stationary in the void while the water, earth, and dark spears tracked Zieg Alto. That didn''t stop the attack.

    Red, purple, white.

    Flashes of each colour are shot out of the spears of fire, wind and light, striking mercilessly through the entire body of the blood-sucking Marquis.

    Furthermore, blue, yellow, and black spears pierced his neck like a heart eating through his organs.

    "Ha ha."

    By morbid, beautiful vampires pierce their entire bodies into light and spears, and now it''s really time to turn into fog and try to return to the coffin.

    But it won''t be fulfilled.

    The fog was surrounded by pure magic walls and stopped on the spot.

    "The Coffin of Reason"

    The reason I shook my head in front of a foggy vampire and that Yut had no bills to cut is simple. It was because I ran out of them.

    I mean, unless there''s someone who can put that on the field.

    In the box of pure magic built by Vainamarinen, Zieg Alto still fogged to get out of it - but in vain.

    "Hey. I''ve been underground for a long time, so I wanted to get some sunlight"

    The time is still past noon because I''ve been diving in the ruins since morning.

    Larsia opens the VIP room window.

    The top floor of the castle fortress in Falve. In the sunny lounge, the grace of the sun poured down.

    That naturally was given equally to the misty vampire himself, and it didn''t take long for him to be cleansed.

    "Surprised. I just opened the window."

    In the words of such an excused meadow race (Magner), the commotion finally came down the curtain.

 80 Epilogue Empress Verga

    A few days after that.

    Having been examined by Alcia and confirmed that there were no sequelae, Prince Alsace''s line was about to follow him on his return journey aboard a carriage departing from Wang Du as a change of ball.

    "I took care of everything"

    "I''m not making a big deal of it"

    "No, it was an unforgettable visit. A heartfelt thank you."

    Just before getting in the carriage. With unspeakable thoughts on the "various" part, Prince Alsace asked Valtrude to shake his hand.

    "I, as king, have decided to go for hero. I need your help."

    "Absolutely."

    Two cathedral knights (paladins) holding hands together in disappointment.

    To that appearance that gives a hunch for the future, Eudit was convinced that Alsace''s troubles were disappearing. The fact that a beloved man has recovered himself is proud and deepens his affection.

    "Acorn, now you must go to the king''s capital."

    "Yeah, well. Soon?

    A flashy looking acorn that doesn''t fit the word reluctant shakes her brown hair with a loving laugh. In fact, I can''t say anything else.

    "You promised, didn''t you?

    In the past few days, Eudit, immersed in Japanese - rather than Japanese - entertainment at the presence of Acorn, smiled a naive smile.

    The acorn may have looked like a bride.

    "Master Alsace, it''s time to come."

    "Oh. I can''t help but do this forever...... hey, yeah. Sir Valtrude."

    "What is it?

    On leaving, Prince Alsace snaps something in Valtrude''s ear.

    When she heard it, she tilted her ankle when she didn''t know what it meant and eventually caught up with her understanding, turning her face bright red and suddenly behaving suspiciously.

    Yut wondered what they said, but I can''t even ask him right now.

    I''ll see you later.

    The prince escorts his fianc¨¦e, freshens up and rides into the carriage after Falve.

    "Dear Alsace, what were you saying at the end?

    After the carriage runs out, Eudit asks, as if only slightly obstinate.

    It''s not a strange situation to feel life in jeopardy if Yut was on board, but Alsace is all the more flat.

    "Oh, I''ve made a suggestion to marry us and Lord Valtrude in the future."

    "Well, that''s"

    Eudit, who in an instant fixed his mood, smiles with a full face.

    "You both have to work hard."

    We are certain that we will work hard, so there is no need to say more.

    "Besides, I hope we''re making progress, including Akane."

    With such a carefree worry, the carriage carrying the two goes all the way to Wang Capital.

    Alsace''s, for two new fights.

    Even that day, Empress Verga was sitting somewhat on the northernmost throne of the Brewers.

    Though the reward of the Marquis of Crewing''s passing greatly inspired her curiosity, it just can''t move from the throne.

    Still moaning Wang Tin, she listens to reports from her subordinates.

    "There has been little upset about the death of Marquis Crewing. It was just after I woke up for a long time..."

    "However, if that measure had been accomplished, some would have taken a heavy hit on the rotocylt...... for chest count?

    "Afraid."

    The queen says in a slutty voice, looking down at a dark elf man who has been waving his spicy arms as Chancellor for over a hundred years now.

    "The incompetent of such other power application..."

    "I understand."

    The Empress nodded satisfactorily in response to her intentions.

    "I had no choice but to lose. Now, it was beyond my imagination that it could be completely extinguished."

    "Your Majesty! Now, run away!

    So in summary, the Kingsguard rolled in during the glance.

    Minotaur panicking with blunt armor all over his body looks ridiculous on the contrary.

    "Oh, my God, that''s disrespectful."

    "I don''t mind. Commission, report."

    "The island. The island is falling."

    "Say stupid!

    Neither does the near-guard of the bull-head person take a step toward reprimanding the Chancellor. Prepared to execute, he pushes the dark elf and approaches the throne.

    "It is dauntless. But you don''t have to run away."

    Do you understand anything? The demigod, born between the evil god Daxtum and man, left the throne with a smile that was nothing short of slutty.

    "Let''s go see"

    "It''s..."

    "Guidance"

    The transcendent will not be rebelled if he is so assured.

    Exit between the thrones and enter the closest room and open the window completely.

    "Hmm..."

    "Oh my God..."

    The slutty voice of the empress, as if impressed.

    He rocked a redhead like a fireworks and laughed happily.

    Meanwhile, Dark Elf''s prime minister is unable to carry on two sentences.

    What you can see through the window is the sight as the Kingsguard said.

    The island. Yes, the island.

    Probably an island. If it''s floating in the ocean, it''s not enough to take.

    A huge chunk of rock and earth, too close in distance to know its size, but only called an island anyway, descended from heaven with the roar.

    Its power. Its greatness.

    It''s like the end of the world.

    Verga giggles like a horny voice at things that are too distant.

    "It''s not funny!

    "I didn''t know you''d panic that far. Tomorrow, come down the mountain, not the island?

    "Sire!"

    For God''s sake, I beg you to flee, and the Prime Minister will plead without himself or the world.

    "Yes, don''t panic. That''s a warning. If you don''t try to get close, the damage will be done."

    Flipping a pitch-black dress, the Empress left the room alone.

    The white skin is excited and reddish, and the brilliant crown rocks with its floating footsteps.

    The Empress Verga understood everything because she was a demigod, but because of her insight.

    That''s a warning.

    If I get my hands on it, what happens? That''s what I''ve been showing you.

    And even if there''s more than one person who can do that, there''s only one other person that actually comes along.

    If you noticed, Verga was running out.

    "Sire! Which way!?"

    "Did you always say that?

    "What?"

    "To the concubine, ask her to welcome her companion. Over and over again."

    "Of course it is. Didn''t you recommend a match over and over again, taking into account the balance and abilities of each force? Is that what you''re saying?

    "Then don''t stop"

    "Well, is this what it is?

    Yut snapped one satisfied as he flashed his robe hem with a breeze blowing from the other side.

    Verga, the imperial capital of the Verga Empire.

    The capital, with the same name as the emperor and the kingdom, is a cursed capital where various races gather and creatures with evil phases sing the spring of our world.

    That''s what I heard, but from the hilltop overlooking the Empire, it just didn''t look any different than the city. Good or evil, I guess it''s more like that than ''people'' live.

    Outside the capital, even as vertically standing islands are falling.

    Mass falls.

    That alone turns the atmosphere upside down, vibrates, and sounds like the end of the world.

    What we''re doing is flashy, but it''s a pile of plain work to exchange it.

    Infiltrated by the enemy in Long Flight (Auver Flight), Yut uses the sub-divine spell (Immortalispell) Island Rise (Rise Island) on the coast near Imperial City.

    After generating the uninhabited islands, we now use the Floating Island (Floatland), a subdivine spell that creates the flying islands, to carry them down over the Empire City.

    As Vainamarinen told me, to settle with my own hands.

    "Well, time to go home"

    I''m not going to make a crime statement or anything, but you''ll notice Yut''s sincerity in association with Sieg Alto Crewing.

    So far, I''ve just tried to prepare the Momentary Move (Teleport) spell saying that''s enough - all of a sudden, I was called out.

    "Without a greeting, isn''t it connected?"

    "So soon, I didn''t expect to find -"

    Looking back at his swinging voice, Yut lost his word when he saw the other person.

    A red-haired woman wearing a bereavement pink black dress. Its king tin and crown possess a powerful magic power that can be seen as treasures (artifacts) at a glance.

    "Empress Verga......"

    If you see a trait that is so easy to understand, you will soon understand.

    For a moment, I also thought he might be a shadow warrior, but he was too beautiful and slutty to think so.

    "I don''t know. And you''re a visitor from another world."

    "Yut Amaxa. A magician."

    "Is he the Arch Mage? No, I let him use all those big spells. Maybe it''s crossing the border."

    "It just sounds disgusting, even if it comes from your mouth, which is a demigod"

    So far, no harm done. Anytime, I can get away.

    For two reasons, Yut chose to stay on the spot.

    "If that sounded like it, forgive me"

    "Well, I guess this is where you ask for forgiveness"

    "There''s no need for that either. It''s been a while."

    "That''s more than anything...... I want you to make sure there''s no second time."

    "I know what you mean."

    The empress speaks with that slutty smile as she grasps exactly what Yut meant - the next time she gets her hands on Count Istas territory, let it fall to the Empire City.

    "My concubine is deeply impressed. Bring peace to deterrence with destructive force. It''s not something I can think of."

    "Oh...... Too bad, because it''s a natural thing to do in my hometown. I''m not great."

    "Well, it sounds like a world of concubine preference, but it still doesn''t change my ratings."

    Will you also be scouted?

    Fed up, Yut''s mouth, trying to spit out no, had to be closed with unexpected words.

    "Yut Amaxa, will you be my concubine''s son-in-law?

    "... Huh!?"

    "What is that thoughtless reply? Hurt me."

    "... Hi, it looks like the translation is not working well"

    "Then let''s say it again. Be the son-in-law of a concubine. That thought, wisdom, boldness, power. It was worth the hundreds of years of vacating next to my concubine."

    "I refuse. I have two fianc¨¦es."

    "Oh, my God, I''m late. Well, bedtime isn''t bad either. The concubine is not a maiden."

    "Ha, ha..."

    I don''t care if they cum me out like that, but, you know, I''m in trouble.

    "What a subtle reaction. Doesn''t a man like the first thing?

    "In that sense, I''m a first, too, whatever."

    "Right, right. My son-in-law, too."

    What was strange, the Empress Verga twisted herself and laughed with real pleasure. Busty breasts shake and Yut has trouble with the place of his eyes.

    Besides, he had been made my son-in-law.

    "Well, good. My concubine thinks it''s too sudden."

    "You clearly said no, didn''t you?

    "In time, my son-in-law''s fianc¨¦e will visit the concubine''s castle with me. Welcome."

    "Unfortunately -"

    "May I say that I can help you return to your son-in-law''s hometown?

    "Become"

    "For more information, visit my concubine''s castle."

    To say so unilaterally, just like when it appeared, Empress Verga suddenly disappeared from before Yut.

    Perhaps it''s Moment Travel, but it doesn''t do it with the technique of a theoretical spell, it does it just like walking.

    "Damn, was it a snake..."

    If they grab that bait, they can''t refuse it altogether.

    Explaining to Valtrude is a pretty difficult journey, and I don''t know when...

    "Sooner or later, I''ll have to go"

    Yut''s heart was set.

 81 Empress Prologue and Chancellor

    "This is my first customer in a long time."

    The castle of Empress Verga, Ebony Circle.

    Between the sights, the evil demigod had a meeting with an uninvited guest.

    "I am Preas, the sword angel serving Fermina, the sun god. By order, he ascended to expel Verga, the demigod, from the earth."

    There are two pairs of white wings covering the entire body from shiny sheet metal armor (plate armor). The beautiful neutral face was filled with determination to hate and smash evil.

    "Say hello, it hurts."

    Verga, on the other hand, has a cool face.

    There was no moving from the throne or bewildered by the sudden intruder, and he welcomed the Sword Angel.

    "Evacuate from the earth, O Verga, the demigod. If you do, you won''t take it to life."

    "Hmm. It is."

    When she heard something delightful, the Empress laughed with pleasure.

    "There is nothing more than an act of disturbing order, such as a demigod being on earth and moving the country. I wish I had fought with the devils in Nara."

    "I don''t care what they say after hundreds of years already."

    Though I was laughing at first, I blatantly bored myself when I heard the sword angel''s overly serious suggestion.

    It would be because of the slutty Verga voice that I would fall in love with even those words.

    "How do you respond"

    A sword angel presses Verga to answer, poking a two-handed sword (Great Sword) that shines like the sun, no less than full body armor.

    "I refuse."

    The empress carelessly said she was not even comfortable answering.

    "Right. Then you''ll have to."

    From a sword angel with a glowing two-handed sword, the holy spirit rises.

    Though he is the demigod of evil, he does not dispel it without question, and where he asks for his exit he can say that he demonstrates the true value of those who serve the sun god Fermina......

    "Around where I think I can harm my concubine by myself, it''s too funny to do anything about it"

    There are various restraints between the gods of good and evil, and it cannot be more than extraordinary - such as the confirmed resurrection of the spiral of despair - to influence the earth, except for divine magic.

    Therefore, Verga, a demigod born on earth, has never received direct intervention from the gods of goodness.

    Instead there was no leisure time to name one that had been attacked by an angel, the apostle of God, and Verga had already cut off the power of the other.

    "Fermina, the sun god! My lord! Cover my sword!

    From the two-handed sword held by the sword angel, the flash overflows.

    It''s as if the light itself has become a blade.

    A Demonic Strike that cannot even be approached if you are a Medium Demon (Demon).

    But seeing it, Verga doesn''t move a single eyebrow.

    The Sword Angel wings two pairs of wings and flies over the Empress''s head.

    A blow that could break the Titans, even if it wasn''t "Demonic Strike," was unleashed in search of Verga.

    "It''s boring."

    No longer even trying to see it, the Empress takes her hands off Wang Tin.

    Wang Tin rolls straight to the floor - never, but floats to space alone. And he collided with the two-handed sword of a sword angel who put together The Demonic Strike.

    Pure white light emitted from a two-handed sword.

    Wang Tin emits, purple barrier.

    Wang Tin, Crown and Ring.

    The treasure of the Trinity, symbolizing the kingdom of evil, shows one end of power, and the purple light covers the empress hemispherically to protect her from the hands of good.

    Not only did he fly the sword angel far below the throne.

    "Grunt. But to this extent..."

    "I''m not even distracted."

    A heartfelt disdain that it is also annoying to speak out.

    Let''s not even let those who rejoice in it, slutty voices.

    Naturally, the sword angel makes his anger look angry and tries to wave his sword to Verga again - but that was not going to happen for good.

    "Exile"

    Waving as if to sway a feather worm, a storm rolled in between the glances.

    No need for spell documents, like when using a theoretical spell. No prayer, like a divine spell.

    Like Il Canjual, Verga, the demigod who just alters reality in one word.

    "You don''t have to kill me."

    After the storm subsided, there was no one there. I couldn''t leave one scream, and the sword angel was banished.

    Only a grumpy looking empress is left behind.

    The opposite of liking is indifference - which would not necessarily be true, but Sword Angel Preas did not interest the Empress until the end.

    "At least you should do the son-in-law thing."

    From the throne, crunch with clarity overlooking the island dropped by Yut.

    Changed from the unfathomable face I had just had.

    To say a maiden in love, I said so with an overly lustrous look.

    I purposefully let them create new windows to see the monument over the throne. Craftsmen of black dwarves who have been forced into difficult situations will also be in tears.

    "Your Majesty, are you ready?"

    Obey the Kingsguard, and Dark Elf''s Chancellor - Sherreylon Latetal - appears between sights.

    "Boring"

    "Now you won''t be able to see the Kingsguard."

    Shelleylon can only smile bitterly.

    It''s easier than getting rid of the pests - because, somehow, they don''t run away from me - I would have eliminated the sword angel, Empress.

    But not one of the Kingsguards who packs into this ebony circle can do the same.

    "It would be most efficient for a concubine to deal with you."

    "Hundreds of years later, I still don''t have an answer for how to protect my strongest being"

    Around here, it was a similar part to Yut, who would take the initiative and embark on problem-solving. His Great Mage (Arch Mage) will deny it with all his might.

    "Yes, I will be accompanied by a concubine and a man of the same size, always beside me. Would that solve it?

    "Haven''t you given up yet?"

    On the finesse characteristic of dark elves, the Imperial Chancellor gives a bitter, bittersweet look and greets his lord.

    "To try it, I shook it to the people of Heavy Town..."

    "Who, as one, are the endorsers?

    Cool laughter as if you rang a bell.

    Contrary to that, Sherreylon Latetal''s worries deepen.

    "It''s not funny. Uncle Bourne Novor and other momentum that impels angry hair heaven to anger."

    "That old man, that would be the living. My daughter, the concubine."

    Bone Novor grabs the clouds as well, the head of the evil death giant clan that rallied the thunderbolts of chaos.

    To the dying giant who can''t wait to call Verga his daughter, the anger emitted when he conveyed the Empress''s will. I have tinnitus and a stomachache even if I just remember.

    "In the first place, I guess they''re not responding. Don''t give up."

    Of course, the flux of the Verga Empire is not that mild.

    Eyes for eyes and teeth for teeth. Take it away if you want. Don''t complain if they take it back.

    This is the first law that the people of the Empire can remember.

    However, there existed in the Imperial Chancellor, Sherreiron Latetal, a readiness to utter any title if it were to be the material to persuade the Empress.

    "That''s right. That''s a problem, too."

    With a thought face, the empress reveals her troubles.

    "If you imprison your son-in-law like my mother, will love sprout sooner or later?

    "Well, that makes sense"

    Son-in-law aside, there is no longer any reason to oppose Sherreylon if he can disable the great sorcerer of the enemy country (Rotosilt). Of course, it has to be a bug in the lion.

    "For the time being, yes. It''s good to give a reason for this."

    "¡­ I understand"

    The Verga Empire - the Queen of the Enemy has applied for marriage. That rumor alone could jeopardize their position.

    If not, you can blow him into nothing.

    So when he decided on the policy, Sherreylon quit before the Lord in a courtesy.

    Verga twinkles once again looking at Yut''s laid-back souvenirs.

    "Nevertheless, it will be some time before my son-in-law visits"

    The words leaked out of the lewd lips were surprisingly a special victory - unfortunately for Yut, there was a continuation.

    "Well, until then, the concubine will be quiet or not necessarily..."

    The words uttered while playing Wang Tin with a gesture that only makes it look inflammatory disappeared during the sight without anyone ever asking.

 82 1. Suspicion

    From Prince Alsace''s visit, a month.

    The winter cold gradually eased and the season was about to shift to spring. The winds are refreshing during the day, and the inhabitants are delighted that spring seems to come early this year.

    That was because Il Canjual, the spiritual prince of the evil flames, was doomed, and the parties, the Yuts, were unaware.

    In the meantime, a warning could be said to be excessive to the Verga Empire - or Yut, who had retaliated, was ostensibly pale in his politics.

    "The school, well, we have to try it once."

    The construction of school buildings for primary education, for which only plans have been under way for some time, is now in the process of selecting teachers. First of all, we''ll probably start from a pre-open and see how it goes.

    Thanks to the creation of a family registry in the first phase, the number of children attending school in Falve is somewhat known. Would that mean putting some of that in order......

    "As for textbooks... I have textbooks, but I don''t know, from high school"

    Even this Brewers surely helps is about math, but going that far, neither Yut nor Akane is at a level where they can be taught.

    It worries me when I get back to Earth, but there was a great magician (Arch Mage) there who dared turn away.

    "Basically, let''s modify the textbooks we use in private school and add morality, family medicine and physical education later..."

    Something better for life than simple discipline.

    Morality should also be important in a world where life is light.

    "Later, let''s get you some football and goals"

    Only when I decided on that policy with my personal feelings in it did I have a smile on Yut''s face.

    But soon he turns off his smile and begins to consider his next policy.

    Deals with neighbouring Kronika divine kingdom were progressing, but trade friction was being reported.

    This is because the exports from here are expensive products such as Bold Iron (Crystal Iron), whereas so far there are only about as many agricultural products from the Kronica Divine Kingdom.

    So there was a suggestion from there that we wanted to do something like an exhibition for export expansion.

    I would like to go on an inspection because it is related to that and I have not visited Mainz in a while either.

    There were also a number of moves in the plan regarding the new fashion that Acorn was planting and Regina was preparing for.

    So far, so good.

    He was a yuut who was looking through the relevant documents, but finds a bunch of them and sighs of anxiety.

    "I don''t know this... I don''t know what to do with forest management."

    Kera Forest, where nature worshippers (Druids) were no longer present. Even if not completely, their management prevented such things as slaughter.

    But now it''s out of weight.

    Tentatively, we are sending troops of the Rock Titans (Jarloot), but they can''t stay that way forever.

    "I don''t know if I can get my hands on this one yet."

    The next document is Yut''s private issue.

    It was the result of a survey on the Eastern continent.

    Beyond the east of the Brewers, there exists a cultural area like Japan where we call it on Earth... Apparently.

    It becomes a guess, because it''s just too far away for interaction to exist, and Yut was going to use the spell to visit sooner or later.

    The purpose is rice, miso and soy sauce.

    Miso and soy sauce are not certain to exist, but rice comes in small quantities.

    When I got these ingredients, I didn''t think I was going to go home. I dared to keep them away, but I''m not going to make it back to Earth anymore.

    Completely, it was reopening.

    In addition, the burden on Yut has been reduced compared to a year ago.

    Because if we are in the execution phase, we can now leave it to the bureaucracy led by Claude Laker.

    For that matter, I can now take time to study reciprocating spells to and from Earth...

    "Help us get back to Earth..."

    The problem Yut has been thinking about for the past month without putting it on the table.

    Invitation from Empress Verga.

    Does it also exist in unknown spells, or is it also a treasure piece about dimensional movement?

    I really hate the fact that the details are in the imperial capital Verga......

    The other is the Evil Empress.

    It''s likely a trap, and even if it was true, it could be a case of being asked to pay the price - it takes thousands of souls.

    "But I guess I''m gonna go"

    If you were alone Yut, you might have ignored it.

    But Yut doesn''t have to think about himself anymore.

    "Even so, my son-in-law and how far are you serious..."

    I haven''t had a particular approach since then. I have trouble with it, but I couldn''t really grasp their sincerity.

    "Husbanding someone who beat me or something like that is Amazonas? No, I don''t know about Amazonas."

    If it''s pluralistic, we can look into it... but it''s not like I want to know anything.

    In the end, when and how to visit.

    It''s only a matter of timing.

    Leaning sluggishly against the back of the chair, Yut contemplates as he stares at the ceiling.

    "Brave Man"

    There, along with a modest knock, appeared a childhood girl.

    "Oh...... Zhu Yin."

    Yut does not even try to see about Acorn, nor does he welcome her in without rejection.

    "What can I do for you?

    "I''m going on a date."

    Not an invitation, not a suggestion.

    Acorn declared it to be a matter of decision.

    "Dating......?

    Finally, Yut turns his gaze to Acorn.

    He was weaving his jacket, but Acorn was dressed when he came to the Brewers - wearing a uniform.

    "You think it''s absolutely crazy."

    A few days before Acorn invited Yut on a date.

    The visiting girl had gathered the women who lived in the fortress of Falve and was hosting a pajama party.

    "What are you talking about?

    Wearing nightwear like a piece of white hemp, Valtrude leans her little neck over the bed of acorns.

    I was forcibly gathered into Acorn''s room - in fact, I couldn''t help but expect and be nervous about a situation where I chatted with a friend late at night.

    He was wearing a bold iron pendant from Yut, which he was wearing without letting go of his skin.

    Such a maiden expression is again adorable and gives Acorn a mild sense of defeat.

    "I''m talking about Yuto."

    This is Alcia, who lowered the Sacred Mark of Truss-Sink on a black robe the same as usual. She sits on a cushion laid on the floor, I assure you so.

    But it''s not a big deduction. With all this membership, there would be no other topic possible.

    "Mogmog"

    "Because you don''t have to bother saying it with your mouth and appeal to me eating it"

    The last participant, Jonah, is an observer.

    It was usually time to go to bed, but I came to her room with a treat prepared by Acorn.

    Vegetable chips substituted with other vegetables because potatoes do not exist. In a biscuit, a sweet dish that I made with a lot of momentum.

    Recently, I have become accustomed to the use of ovens and my skills have become horrible.

    Other fruit water and tea, which have been cooled well, are also available and ready.

    "There''s no scale in this world, and I''m not afraid of anything anymore."

    "So, what''s Yut?

    Valtrude asks as he scissors vegetable chips at the edge of his mouth.

    I think he''s hiding something.

    "Right. I don''t think so."

    To Acorn''s point, Alcia also tunes in.

    I looked like I was just busy as usual...... and while I split the cookies in half with my lips, Valtrude is my lover - embarrassing to assure you - I thought of the boy.

    Yut in her, after all, was the same.

    "Rehab... he looks like a brave man when he was treating his injuries. When I was concentrating on you and turning away from the fact that I would be unable to play football."

    "Yes... is it...?

    But Acorn seems to see a different yuut again.

    "Difference in years..."

    "I''d say it''s a difference in credibility."

    "... you mean Yut is having an affair?

    There, a bomb was dropped.

    Everyone - even Arsia - will silence and communicate their will with only their gaze and atmosphere. The only exception is Jonah, who threw it down.

    "It wouldn''t, would it?

    The first person to open his mouth was Valtrude.

    But that was closer to aspiration than denial.

    "I don''t think a brave man deserves that..."

    "In the sense that you can''t tell us, you can''t deny it"

    After watering the fruit, even Arcia spoke of suspicion.

    "Speaking of which, I''ve been abandoned for about a month since I rewarded the prince for cooking..."

    That''s the first story I''ve heard.

    I guess I should have cut in there, but by the time I heard he wouldn''t live up to his promise for a month, Valtrude felt sorry for me.

    If I was treated like that......

    "That''s terrible."

    Cathedral Knight (Paladin) grabs a treat served in a wood dish and carries it to his mouth all at once. He can turn his blame gaze from Jonah, but he doesn''t care.

    "Well, I don''t think that''s actually true..."

    "And isn''t brave sweet when you do it to Jonah or Ren?

    "Right. But Regina Niebes of Hardenturm. I feel like I''m intimate with her."

    I can''t get Arcia''s sober allegations to two heating up Yut fianc¨¦es.

    I was Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter who showed me how to pack up... but the suggestion came from an unexpected place.

    "Why don''t you see for sure?

    "Make sure."

    "Yes, it"

    I run out of sweets, I guess I''m tired of it.

    Jonah spins words carelessly.

    "Invite Yut, go somewhere to the city"

    "So?"

    "So, I''ll buy you something"

    "Isn''t that what Yoona always lets Yut do..."

    "Grated"

    Points out as if Valtrude was frightened, but what returned from Yona was a flat curse.

    "It''s not one-on-one. We''re all going."

    "Together..."

    "I see. So I take Yut out, disconnect him from work, and explore hiding things."

    The moment I got to that idea, at least in Valtrude and Acorn, suspicions of cheating and so on had disappeared.

    I didn''t originally believe you.

    "Right. Yut needs to be forced to take a break. Well, I don''t care."

    "Right. I pack too many roots. Absolutely, you''ll do what you can to get me back to Earth, so I need to stab the nail around there too."

    Alcia was smiling like a Mercy Mother before the two of them waving their big names like that.

 83 2. Triple Booking (Previous)

    "Is that it?"

    Yut, who boarded the carriage railroad passenger car, raises a loose voice between them.

    "Why Val and Arcia?"

    The rented out passenger car that Acorn had arranged had a client.

    "You''re not supposed to be here."

    Arsian words have thorns, but the tone is gentle. Rather, it seemed interesting to me about this situation.

    This passenger car was specially made to coincide with Prince Alsace''s visit.

    It has a capacity of about six small passenger cars, but there is plenty of room inside for that. Cushions for seating comfort, in the seats of the bilload. The windows are taken large and the glass of the glass (crystal iron) is fitted.

    In the room where "Heat and Cold Resistance (Endure)" is demonized, the temperature is always maintained, and the horse pulling this is also a golem horse specially made by Yut. It is tireless and powerful, and the nagging is a shock wave. If it''s about a group of goblins, it drives them away on its own.

    "Acorn would not have said that the two of us were dating"

    "What about the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) proudly speaking of such narrative tricks?

    "Loser, brave man."

    "When Zhuyin tells me, I don''t know"

    Sit in the empty seat while complaining about the acorn pushing Yut''s back, which was stopped at the entrance to the passenger car.

    "So, Yut. How do you feel?"

    "I dare you to try to pierce a no-comment"

    But the acorn that fits next door doesn''t allow Yut to escape with a meaningful smile.

    Yes. It''s not just this vehicle that''s special. No, the most special were these passengers.

    Valtrude is a girly fashion called Blouse with plenty of lace on the skirt of the underknee length check.

    Accented with a red beret, it is also rare and attracts Yut''s eyes.

    I guess it''s acorn coordination. I don''t feel uncomfortable being in Japan. Instead, I can''t help but draw attention.

    Alcia, on the other hand, black clothes as usual.

    But it''s not the usual loose robe, it''s a tight piece of wool textile. An outfit with a solid body line and an irresistible chest accentuated.

    Very, I don''t think he''s a priest.

    No, it even seemed disloyal to me to think so.

    "So, actually, what do you think?"

    "Oh, my God, you''re welcome."

    As if that one word was a signal, the carriage on the track moved out smoothly.

    "Yut......"

    "Yut..."

    I guess I didn''t expect straight thoughts back. Valtrude - in her common sense - holds down the hem of a short skirt of length and distracts her gaze from most and Yuut.

    But I couldn''t even completely ignore it and looked at it.

    I didn''t just say that Arcia''s was out there, but I would have reacted differently if my eyes had actually met.

    "Was Zhuyin good in uniform?"

    "You think I can compete and win in the same direction?

    "I don''t think so..."

    When Yut uttered his thoughts so honestly, Acorn stopped moving as if he had stopped breathing and stared at his neighbor''s childhood friend.

    "The brave man dele..."

    "Hey."

    "When did you get so fond of me? This is why the real world is so hard to understand."

    "Hey."

    "Responsibility, take it."

    "It''s unreasonable..."

    of such visitors, breathtaking and unintelligible conversations.

    Valtrude, who had entered a world just for the two of us and had a sense of alienation, is now showing calm.

    As I set aside my acorns to explore the ruins and battle the blood-sucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing, I realized it.

    The only person who can fight Yut shoulder to shoulder is himself - that Acorn will be equally alienated.

    "But the two of you, you''re well prepared"

    "That''s right. That''s all in just a little over a month."

    Unfortunately, so far, this has not led to mass production.

    For that matter, they''re at a stage where they''re building a lot of prototypes and accumulating experience.

    "Well, I have money. I don''t mind you failing, just keep doing it."

    "I appreciate it, but it''s not a high school dialogue."

    "¡­ reflect"

    Nevertheless, it''s only natural to miss me if I''m left alone.

    "Yut, yut. Speaking of which, what''s going on with the story of Yut''s epistle?

    I try to draw attention by pretending it''s a little public talk, keeping my name out three times.

    "Oh, that one"

    Turn your careless gaze out the window in the barely swaying carriage railroad.

    That''s just not as fast as a train, but it''s more than enough considering that it''s a carriage. Yut opened his mouth as he saw the sight of such a window.

    "In the meantime, I hear you''re going to create a new title, the Guardian Lord."

    Some parts of it, even though it is a daunting name, do not know how much it is in line with the original concept - civilians treated as nobles - but nobles who are not linked to land in the Rotosilt kingdom were likely to be called so.

    "So now it''s sunny and Yuto can be my wife."

    Alcia, who had her inner cheer for Valtrude''s hard work, pokes her core again that way.

    "Well, it''s pending till you get all sorts of attention."

    "At least, we have to deny it"

    "Grunt."

    "This is how the outer moat is buried..."

    "You''re burying it."

    By the way, Valtrude, who didn''t come into the conversation, is blushing and nagging, so his hat is uneven and fixing it with mundane.

    I saw that from the front, no, the two showed off visitors shared the same thoughts.

    "... it''s against the rules."

    "I don''t know what a girl thinks."

    "What''s the real deal?

    "Totally agree"

    Alcia also smiles like a Mother of Mercy.

    "So where are you going? No, I know you''re going for Hardenturm."

    Single line, but there is no problem with unscheduled departures as there is room for diamonds.

    While rocked by the carriage railroad - in fact, there is little vibration - Yut asked with the kind of gaze he explores.

    I guess the reason I didn''t travel in Moment Movement (Teleport) or Flight (Flight) was because of something.

    Even though it''s an event like this, the absence of a fellow who doesn''t show his face is also suspicious.

    "I told you, a date."

    Knowing such Yut''s suspicions, Acorn went straight through from the front. Around here, the years are different.

    "More than that, you don''t have to dress like this until I do"

    "Knock."

    Is it tight and painful, Arcia pulls the collar?

    That highlighted her rich double hills more and more, and Yut and Valtrude turned away. Although from the opposite emotion.

    "It''s only, isn''t it Val and Mr. Acorn''s day?

    "You tried to penetrate the standpoint of the bystander, but you didn''t."

    "That''s right. We''re lots of students."

    Suspected Yut cheating.

    That was the kind of evil push that knocked down the pin on the neighboring lane - more than that, it also became a cut-off where a sense of crisis surfaced that anyone but someone here might have something to do with Yut.

    "Well, it''s good because I have money..."

    As usual, they took me out for doing too much work.

    Yut was, to that extent, a recognition.

    However, I am starting to think about using it anyway and setting up a surprise for him on the contrary.

    Carriage railroad journeys seem long and short.

    While we have that conversation, we arrive at Hardenturm at the end.

    For Valtrude, who can hardly have the courage to go outside, Yut tries to get out first and escort...

    "Welcome to Hardenturm. Did you come to this city for sightseeing?

    When I got out of the passenger car, the Albino girl greeted Yut with a bar reading. In your hand, hold something like a script.

    "What are you doing, Jonah?"

    "Yona?"

    Upon hearing that name, Valtrude, who was shy, also goes outside.

    "Welcome to Hardenturm. Did you come to this city for sightseeing?

    "Yona, what are you doing?

    No heart, or Alcia''s voice is stiff.

    I don''t know if I should be angry, maybe I''m wondering.

    "Then there''s a good place...... after all, it''s annoying"

    It wasn''t even acting, but Jonah threw away the script lightly.

    "Something tells me Larsia called the Yuts to follow this script."

    "... Larsia?

    Turn your suspicious gaze toward the Valtrudes, not Jonah, but just shake your head, or deny your involvement without looking at each other.

    "Larsia, who had heard somewhere, said, ''I''m going to eat! I was so uptight."

    "So I left it to you..."

    "Did you get on with it?"

    Evil Meadow Race (Magner), the third of the Brewers not to be involved.

    "Actually, I''m not sure what kind of event it is either. I''ve been asked a lot of questions."

    Hahaha laughing happily, akane tries to evade responsibility. Continuing, Valtrude also entered the follow-up.

    "Maybe Larsia found life in someone else''s happiness."

    "Val was the worst"

    Nature is horrible.

    Remembering the battle, a familiar voice came down from above.

    "What, we''re all here"

    Looking up, there was a giant horse.

    And beyond that, the more existential rock giant (Jarloot), Exile, smiles like a rock.

    "Is that it? Why is Exile''s old man here?

    I should have entrusted Kera Forest''s policing.

    "Oh, Larsia called me. Somehow, Sualum is with us."

    "Long time no see, gentlemen"

    Sualum, hidden in the shadow of Exile, descends from his horse for a rendezvous.

    "Larsia, what are you thinking..."

    It''s not a bad thing.

    That''s for sure. I trust you.

    But trying to surprise this one is more obvious than looking at the fire. It seemed like proof that he was even calling me Sualum, his fianc¨¦e, as Exile''s sister-in-law.

    "In the meantime, over here"

    Jonah doesn''t understand such a sense of alarm and moves on like a tour guide.

    The Yuts had nothing else to follow.

 84 3. Triple Booking (Medium)

    "I can feel my gaze from around me..."

    "Really? You must care too much about Val."

    "When Alcia tells you, you don''t have to."

    I say as I hide behind Yut''s back and hold the beret by my hand, but of course, it''s not my fault or anything. On the contrary, there is undoubtedly also the presence of Alcia as a cause for gathering gaze.

    "Zhuyin, are you okay?

    "Well, I''m naturally seen in a way."

    "But that''s not all."

    There can be no such thing as having all these members, but being defenseless worries me about that.

    "Damn, where are you headed"

    The Yuts, led by Jonah and shaped to stroll through the city of Hardenturm, had already stood out.

    "So when can Egg''s child be born?

    "Huh? That''s..."

    "Hmm? If it''s not breeding season, you can''t have kids, can you?

    "Brother-in-law."

    Simply in terms of rarity, there will be nothing better than a couple of rock giants (jarloots) who don''t care to move on. The way he leans in amicably but goes along with Jonah is smiling against the force of his body.

    But.

    Still, it was naturally the Valtrudes who drew attention.

    Even a beautiful girl is dressed differently but attractively. That''s all it takes to catch your ears, but the synergy would be amazing if it were in three.

    Firstly, it is Valtrude, both men and women, whose gaze is gathered.

    I can''t see my face clearly because I''m hiding behind Yut, but still. No, that''s why I''m attracting people''s interest.

    "Hey. Doesn''t that girl look like a lord?

    "You''ve seen the right thing to say."

    "Well, I don''t... I''m not talking about unusual beauty."

    "Mmm...... There must be so many beauties..."

    "Yes, no. I''m talking about some chamber of commerce prototyping those amazing clothes."

    Rumors of different inhabitants.

    I know we''re meant to whisper, but with adventurers who are also highly perceptual, in their opponents, it''s equal to what they say in front of us.

    "That''s right. Sure, Nieves Chamber of Commerce."

    "Right, right. If I sell it out, I''ll put it on my mom."

    "Isn''t this someone''s trick..."

    Someone, or Larsia would be the only one.

    However, the opinion of the man who seems to be the sarcasm is also well founded.

    If Valtrude were to be equally targeted with envy by men and women, it would be Alcia collecting the gaze of a man all together.

    It''s definitely an out-of-phase wearing a red eyelid, but her outfit today was so impactful that it blew it away.

    The elastic wool piece wraps up perfectly and emphasizes whether this is still the line of her body.

    The only reason I find it inflammatory but even petty is because there is an Arcia who walks in grandeur without even caring about her surrounding gaze or anything like that.

    "Exactly, you''re somewhat concerned about people''s eyes"

    In a tone he didn''t think of that at all, Arcia took Yut''s left arm and leaned in perfectly.

    That''s right. When two unchanged tall people are doing that, it just seems like a deep relationship.

    "Hey. Alcia, what?"

    "This way, your gaze will gather at Yut Kun, right?

    "Well, so am I."

    On this stream, even Acorn tangled his arms in Yut. Delayed Valtrude sees teeth on Yut''s back.

    Valtrude, Arcia, Acorn.

    Beautiful and attractive to each, but if you say who is the most sophisticated of them all, acorns for sure.

    In that sense, she would be the one most interested by the same sex.

    Fabric and sewing are different from the two clothes - of course, but techniques to create beauty, such as makeup and a little outfit, go far beyond this Brewers standard.

    "Yona, can I leave the guys behind?

    "Of which, take a piss"

    Such enlightened words, for now, I decided not to hear them.

    "Hey, good to see you, gentlemen."

    A meadow race dressed like a clown (Magner) greeted the yuts as they cut dragonflies without meaning.

    I''ve decided to land and pose and it looks like a lot of fun.

    "You''re gonna have fun today! I can''t help it!

    Reached by Jonah''s lead was Hardenturm''s deepest place.

    There''s a simple pier, and I don''t think it''s a single painting of the harbor town, where liquor stores, whorehouses, casinos, etc. open until late at night meet each other - it was.

    Until recently.

    "Hey, Larsia. Was there a place like this in this city?

    "I do. It happens all the time. I made it."

    Larsia, dressed as a clown, answers normally, although she herself behaved like a mascot and welcomed him, tired of it quickly.

    "Clown clothes, why are the tips of your shoes so pointy? Monk''s weapon?

    "I don''t know."

    Yut''s words are dangerous, but maybe he can''t help it either.

    "I mean, you made it."

    Something that extends all over Yut''s sight.

    To put it briefly, it was a castle-like building made of glass - possibly bold iron (crystal iron).

    "I broke down some pretty commercial buildings around here and built them instead."

    "That''s flashy."

    Saying as Exile was impressed, Sualum beside him was distracted and relieved by the sparkling building in the light, but Yut could not do either.

    "How much did you spend on this..."

    "I wanted to see that face!

    Yut holds his head and gives him an indescribable tasteful look.

    Larsia laughs at all the great successes, and at an affordable - height - she turns hi-touch with Jonah.

    "Can''t you do something interesting because it''s called Bold Iron or something? He asked me a lot of questions, but I didn''t think this would happen."

    "The killer was inside."

    That too, in a double sense.

    "So to speak, bokfeaturing acorn"

    "Where did you get that word?"

    "Acorn knows all kinds of funny things that Yut doesn''t know, right? That''s amazing. You''re capable."

    "I''m not convinced by everything, but what''s wrong with this money?"

    "Heh heh. The only thing with money is that it''s not just Yut''s patent."

    "Speaking of which, you''re right..."

    The treasures from the defeat of Il Kanjual are mountain divided, and the assets are acquired when the back tissue is absorbed and merged.

    "In this, I''ve created a casino for the general public and a tavern for you to play with. It''s still open."

    "Heh... So you''ve been asking me a lot about Earth amusement."

    "In the shadows, I knew I was doing something..."

    "I haven''t been told anything?

    It''s no wonder Valtrude doesn''t know, but it''s obviously the deliberate offender who hasn''t passed the information on to Yut.

    "Today, it''s like an insider''s only inside you. He said he''d play and let me hear a lot of opinions. Exactly, a ship on the crossing. You''d be in trouble if there wasn''t a ship at the crossing. Duty lapse!"

    Maybe he''s taking a break.

    "Then we have no choice!

    Even to Exile''s sober allegations, Larsia''s tension just keeps rising.

    According to that, Yut''s condition was following the descending line.

    "He said something about legalizing the organization, but I didn''t expect to do it this far..."

    "Oh, that''s not all."

    With that said, Larsia pointed to the sea - to be precise, a single carrack ship.

    "I heard something about the amusement park that Acorn told me about and I made it. Then quickly Yut and Val are over there. Everyone else will be guided to the Bold Iron Castle Crystal Iron Castle."

    Larsia partitions out, not giving her time to argue.

    "Oh, man."

    Valtrude tries to raise his voice in protest, but Larsia just walked into Bold Iron Castle, and his men - he''s trying to get employees to guide him inside.

    Afterwards, you can''t help but smile and wave at Acorn.

    "You''re one of my brother''s. Nice to meet you, always nice to take care of you."

    Before the two left, a bald-headed big man with no one ear entered.

    I fold my hips wide enough that I''m about to fall and snap out loud.

    "Oh dear...?

    Who are you talking about? No, I know. It''s about Larsia. There is no one else.

    There is no other......

    "Hey, I''ll show you to the attraction over there."

    "What are you doing, he''s..."

    Yut and Valtrude headed to the Carrack ship with the man in the guide, with common thoughts.

    I had no choice but to.

 85 4. Triple Booking (after)

    "Crystal Iron Castle is too long..."

    "What Yut is a reality escape is rare...... no?

    Dim onboard.

    Valtrude, who held the cutlass, said with a sunny smile, as he had done to Yut''s words walking beside him.

    Carrack ship used by Grim Di as a safe house. Based on what Larsia had heard from Akane, who had received it, it appeared to have been remodeled into an experiential facility that would explore the ship with the setting of breaking in from the barn and saving a princess imprisoned by pirates.

    "Not Quite Bad"

    "Uh-huh. If you''re going to make something like this, you should also hit a policy that promotes leisure time..."

    I laugh with pleasure as I gently eliminate the men as pirates attacking me - I guess Larsia''s men - with wooden cutlasses.

    Unlike earlier, you don''t have to worry too much about other people''s eyes, and more importantly, it''s easier to move.

    They also wear leather armor (soft leather), as well as targets that indicate where to slash them with wooden cutlasses, so there doesn''t seem to be much danger.

    "But he''s going to come out and beat me up in good shape."

    To each other, safety precautions are important.

    Then you should incorporate such a gameplay element as a different score depending on the area you hit when you defeat it, or a time trial element.

    It''s not a good idea to stir up too much shooting heart, though it''s hard to gauge time in this Brewers.

    "That''s important, but I''d like some more teeth."

    "Don''t be impotent."

    Larsia''s men in the role of being hit are also nodding in the shadows.

    Especially the delicacies of looking like pirates without having to make a part of it, but they were bad opponents of anything at all.

    "But is it possible to make the boss an Exile old man with a surprise? What kind of harassment?"

    "Don''t burn that."

    "It''s about Val and Prince Alsace that will please you."

    Two people making such chatter, but getting up from the bottom of the boat in good order. At the end of the day, he seems to be standing around on the deck.

    "But you''re just having fun with me"

    "Terrible. I''m having fun watching Val."

    I think Yut stings that Acorn with his hat on Valtrude is a genius.

    It''s so cute that I can''t put it into words such as trying to move as usual and holding it down in case the beret is about to slip off.

    "Oh well..."

    "Oh, oh..."

    Valtrude blushes, who also did not think this would be clearly said, and Yut, faced with the reaction, is now even more aware of how embarrassed he has said.

    The two of us face each other on a dimly darkened boat, but nagging each other.

    Even if that was included, the men in the role of being hit left the scene at all costs.

    Be alone.

    "Speaking of which, there was a story I had to tell Yut."

    "Really?"

    "It is. I don''t want anyone else to ask me..."

    In a way, now was a good time.

    Valtrude never opens his mouth.

    "Actually, I was told when I dropped Prince Alsace off."

    "Back then."

    Yut also cared only a little, Prince Alsace''s ear punching.

    After that, I haven''t said anything in particular, and I''ve been filled with Verga relationships...

    "That, what. Prince Alsace''s son and our daughter are going to have to marry."

    "... Also, is the translation going crazy?

    A pseudo-magical ability granted automatically, along with world travel. I''m just following you on my own, and if there''s trouble, I don''t know how to deal with it.

    Even recently, I was unwell when I was proposed to Verga...

    "It wasn''t broken..."

    "What do we do? Maybe it''s natural to inherit the throne, but is it something you can aim at and have a daughter or something?

    "No, you know..."

    There''s no way I can give birth, or what kind of daughter-in-law problem is it, and the crazy (twirling) crazy (twirling) and shapeless words keep turning in Yut''s head.

    "In the first place, I''m certain to have a child..."

    "Ha!"

    Valtrude hides his face with both hands, just as he hides his blush. The dry sound of wooden cutlasses rolling echoed.

    Silence fills the world.

    A few dozen seconds. Or a few minutes.

    Various thoughts surround, intersect, and intertwine.

    "Hey, I''m gonna come outside for a second!

    And overflowed.

    With a stunning view of Valtrude''s rear aiming for the deck with his bare hands, Yut is about the importance and political significance of the story brought to him by Prince Alsace.

    I was thinking about that and running away from reality.

    "Something about Val returning with tremendous momentum, what happened?

    "Relax, please."

    It was Akane in uniform who welcomed Yut back to Bold Iron Castle Crystal Iron Castle.

    I''m relieved that nothing happened to my childhood friend.

    "Did you enjoy it?

    "Yeah, but I''ll send you a report on the improvement next time."

    "Take it. I''ll stand!

    Larsia was confident in a way at that time, but she would have a big sigh before the proposal, which would go over the dozens of pages that were sent later.

    "Still, that''s pretty awesome"

    For the first time inside, Yut looked around and raised his admiration.

    It''s a hall-like space right in, with about a dozen tables and multiple chairs arranged. Plants are planted, waterways are available, and the atmosphere is not bad. I also feel like the number of seats is low, but on sunny days it would be good to add seats outside.

    And he sat in Arcia Yona Akane split into Exile Sualums, with snacks in his mouth.

    "Hamburgers or something, you reproduced it"

    "Good luck with that."

    Larsia''s men.

    "That''s my feat."

    Larsia strains her chest with no evil at all, but Yut has to admit the correctness.

    It should be noted that we would all be fortunate to have the tenderness to look at Valtrude, who is possessed by one person standing at the table and pretending not to see him.

    "So, what else do you have?

    "That''s right. Why don''t you go with Mr. Alcia?

    I don''t answer Yut''s question directly, and Akane makes such a suggestion.

    "Earlier, you didn''t say it meant anything to me."

    "I don''t need that kind of consideration."

    Alcia says that while wiping Yona''s mouth with a handkerchief, but of course she can''t be heard.

    He is pushed forcefully on the back and guided forcefully to the east side of the second floor.

    "So, what is this room..."

    "Let me in and you''ll see."

    You were right.

    Yut and Arcia were brought in together in a one-sided mirrored room. All the walls that divide the space also consist of a glass iron mirror.

    I guess they use a light fire (light). A glimmer of light was rising from beneath his feet, creating a fantastic maze.

    "Miller house."

    Somehow I''ve heard the story, the facility that it was in an old amusement park. I install mirrors that show warped everywhere, glass instead of mirrors, and just looking at them is going to lose my sense of equilibrium.

    "Sure, it doesn''t mean anything to Mr. Arcia"

    "Right. Finely divided, just a room."

    It means nothing to her to have a simulated vision in the red eye band.

    "But you''re lucky to be alone."

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    "Val, that''s why it happened. You''ll tell me, won''t you?

    "That''s gonna happen."

    It can''t be a colorful story.

    Yut opened his heavy mouth as he watched the first but nostalgic attraction.

    "In that ship, Val told me Prince Alsace told me to marry each other''s children..."

    "What a surprise."

    "I agree with that. But Val tells me he doesn''t know if he can have a daughter conveniently, so if he points out that it''s definite to have a child..."

    "Oh, you are"

    Alcia laughs bitterly when she has no choice. That is the smile of the Mother of Mercy worthy of the title Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter.

    It was with Jonah.

    "Nevertheless, your fianc¨¦e was right to decide that you were two."

    "Really? There he is."

    Yut hit his head in the mirror because he was concentrating on the conversation.

    "I can''t break it because it''s bold iron, but it hurts a lot..."

    I glimpse the mirror with resentful eyes and am shocked by how badly I see them.

    "Yut kun"

    Just call it a name, and Arcia holds Yut''s hand.

    "Hi."

    "I don''t mind. And if you don''t have two fianc¨¦es, you won''t have anyone to inherit the house from, will you?

    "Hmm?

    Alcia further shatters and explains to Yut, who doesn''t understand.

    "The children of Val and Yutkun will succeed the Earl of Istas, and the children of Akane will succeed the Amaxas."

    "The Heavenly Grass Family is such a big layer..."

    So denying it, I finally realized what Alcia meant.

    "Is it possible that another pageant could occur in the name of a great deal?"

    "It''s not a possibility. I''m sure it will."

    "There''s nothing I can do..."

    With Alcia leading the way, Yut proceeds through the labyrinth of mirrors.

    I feel good about her limp hands.

    "But then what is Arcia''s position?

    "I''ll hold the Val''s children and that will suffice. I don''t care what the old men in this temple intend."

    "I hear things that don''t stick, but there are other guys I like..."

    "There''s no way you''re here. More or less, I..."

    "No, Mr. Arcia, you''re beautiful."

    "... what... what...?

    Stunning, stunned.

    Anyway, Arcia stopped walking, saying it was unexpected.

    "What, you don''t need that kind of flattery until you two are together?

    "Normally, my eyes are poisoned by that outfit."

    As it was played, Arcia let go of her hand, which was connected to Yut. And take a closer and closer distance.

    "Yut, are you serious?

    "I''m not lying, though."

    "Yes. Okay."

    Arcia coughed deliberately and stretched her clothes wrinkles without meaning - although she hadn''t stopped by for wrinkles or anything - she nodded twice and three times.

    "Well, I''ll be back."

    "Yeah...... what, huh?

    Don''t take off your calm mask.

    But without even shaking his side, Arcia escaped from the Miller House.

    "Not again."

    It seems that Arcia is weak when praised straight.

    Instead, I guess I wolfed to know that I had ever thought it was a joke or flattery but I meant it.

    "How low was my self-esteem...... is that right? You''re blind."

    I don''t think I can get a good grasp of that. I haven''t noticed at all because I''ve been normal since I first met you.

    "I mean, what am I going to do with this..."

    In the meantime, we just have to get out of the labyrinth of mirrors. Alone.

    I thought it might be quicker to get back to the entrance, just a little stop. But Yut kept moving forward.

    I don''t know if it''s a date or a day trip, but Yut decides he''s back in the hall of Bold Iron Castle that that''s probably it for today.

    It''s not just Valtrude, it''s a useless state until Arusia.

    This just seemed unexpected and even Yona had an unexpected look on her face.

    Larsia was the only one who looked at me and nibbled.

    "It''s time to go home. I''ll send you a report later."

    "Just what I want."

    "We''re good friends, aren''t we..."

    Before the two of you smile in disfigurement, the acorn tells you like it''s out there.

    "Well, Exile. Can I leave the Vals to you?

    "I don''t mind, but what''s Yut gonna do?

    "Zhu Yan and Going Out"

    That said, I took Acorn''s hand without question.

    "What?"

    but Bubba and Valtrude get up - too late.

    "Moment Move (Teleport)"

    The spell was activated and the two Yut and Akane disappeared into the void.

    "You could have said something, couldn''t you?

    "No, because they didn''t do it this time."

    A man or woman in uniform is floating high in the sky. That too, in the outfit where Yut can hold an acorn. Otherwise, it will fall to the ground.

    "Besides, he wanted to be both of us."

    "For that matter, the sight I see from this is not romantic..."

    They were on the battlefield.

    North tower wall.

    The Verga Empire and the Rotosilt Kingdom. A land where the forces of light and darkness compete.

    People, monster artifacts, weathered wreckages, etc. are scattered everywhere, although they are not in constant dispute.

    "I have to take the proposal from Zhuyin seriously, too."

    "Brave man..."

    That leads to this place why.

    I was beginning to understand it as blurry - but Akane waits for Yut''s word.

    "I''m going back to Japan. Of course, there''s something about Zhu Yin, but not only that, but as my will."

    But Yut took a deep breath once and stared at the acorn again, saying that was only a premise.

    "But it becomes temporary. I don''t know what form you''re going to settle in, but I''m going to live in this world."

    I don''t know what will happen eventually.

    I added that, but the conclusion seemed unshakeable.

    "That''s why I usually graduate from high school and leave college - I don''t think I can send any youth"

    "What do your uncle and aunt do?

    "Persuade"

    Even Yut wouldn''t have thought about it.

    So instant answer.

    Akane tried to tell how worried Yut''s parents were - stopping.

    From what I''ve told you, it won''t change what Yut does, and the conclusion will be the same.

    To the extent that I could see it, it was meant to be a profound relationship.

    "So I want to ask Zhuyin the other way"

    Move your gaze from the acorn you''ve been staring at to the battlefield under your eyes.

    "This world is inconvenient, and it''s full of danger. No water, no electricity, no gas, no trains, no cars, no internet, no cell phones. I can''t even meet my Earth friends. And yet, there''s a war going on, and even though you''re like a vampire before you, you''re suddenly attacked."

    All that time, Zhu Yan was listening as he was held by his childhood friend, the boy.

    "That''s what being with me is all about."

    Still, will you be my fianc¨¦e...?

    Yut asks.

    No, I try to make you give up.

    "Um..."

    Acorn, who noticed it, narrowed his eyes.

    "I almost sold off my belongings to find the brave man, and I was about to meet some Kumano psychic, wasn''t I?

    Finally. I said it.

    "Ugh..."

    Yut, who heard, also turns his sympathetic gaze to painful......

    "You''re the bad one."

    "No words."

    Honestly admitted, Acorn decides to release her earlobes with just a little pull.

    "I wonder what. Something relieves me."

    "What, say something to me that gives up?"

    "I still think that would be better, but I''m also glad they didn''t reject me"

    "Stupid."

    "You''re right."

    The two laughed eye to eye.

    "By the way..."

    Acorn opens his mouth modestly.

    "Isn''t this where rings and stuff come out?

    "Yeah. I forgot, it''s not there"

    Again, the two laughed eye to eye.

    "... never again, eh?

    "Yes, I''ll be careful"

    And so again, they laughed.

 86 5. Ozlick Village

    "I''m sorry you had to go out with me."

    "Yeah."

    That''s not true...... and be modest. But a girl claiming clearly.

    A luxurious body that seems to break the longer it covers your body, the longer you hug it. He became a half elf sorcerer (wizard) and was Yut''s sister apprentice Ren.

    "But I''m a little embarrassed to just leave..."

    Yut smiled unexpectedly.

    These two are visiting the village of Ozlic, also the home of the Valtrudes.

    Rivers flow through the middle of the village, cultivated land on the east side and dwelling on the west side. The population is also an emerging pioneering place of about a thousand inhabitants.

    Originally, a former adventurer warrior named Zein (fighter) started working with his peers to exterminate subraces, dangerous animals, etc. with evil phases such as goblins, and opened them up.

    The environment was good, but the land could not be planted.

    It didn''t take long for it to develop there, and Zein was recognized as a lord by the Knight''s Medal, which he accepted after the fact.

    There is a huge separation in size, but not so different from how Valtrude was epistled.

    "So I hope you have a proper master at heart..."

    At one point, check with Ren as he passes in front of the thunderbolt pavilion where he was sleeping with Larsia and Exile.

    "I asked for it, it''s okay..."

    "But my master is a wanderer."

    "I asked you, Mother"

    "Then don''t worry."

    Mixed with the sound of a water wheel, I can hear the bard singing not so well from inside the store.

    When I heard that, I suddenly remembered the taste of the first meal I had in this world - stewed venison.

    "Even so, I miss you"

    "Glad"

    Ren smiles with a full smile, expressing joy that this is still the case.

    That smile, because it''s like being praised for your hometown - and Yut interprets it.

    "Later, I''ll have to go say hello to Mr. Zein too..."

    Both Valtrude and Alcia are already dead apart from their parents.

    In that sense, it is the lord of the village of Ozlic, Zein, who can also be said to be their parents...... Yut is getting a stomachache.

    "Got it, huh?

    Was it because I was confused?

    Ren stopped Yut from inadvertently passing the destination. And he rushes over, and pulls Yut''s robe with his little hand like a maple leaf.

    "Oh, bad"

    Such a wrenching stroke of Ren''s head, Yut turns his gaze over a certain building.

    Brick built, this is not a distinctive private house.

    But the sign at the end of Yut''s gaze - the Tertione Magic Pharmacy - was telling us that it was not just a residence.

    "Shit, you guys. Don''t come in the front, come in the back."

    A man with a cheek cane on the counter and welcomed Yut and Ren with evil.

    The shiny blonde hair that characterizes the elves is unwrought and stringed, and for thin elves with thin body hair rarely grows a mustache.

    Sorcerers seem to care less about familiarity, but they were far from the public image of a noble elf.

    "Maybe I''ll shop something and go home."

    "Huh. There''s nothing like selling it to Mei Mei. Why not? You can buy it from Ren."

    Even for sudden hatred, Yut has a cool face. On the contrary, he even has a thin smile on his face.

    Because when you translate it, it means, "It''s the same family, so come directly into the house, not the store," and the second half means, "I guarantee Ren''s magic medicine (potion) making arm."

    "Oh, ugh. Long time no see, Mr. Yurt."

    "Hi, you look great."

    "Thank you. It''s been a long time since you guys called me back."

    A woman who smiles softly in her thin eyes and welcomes Yut and Ren.

    Mary Ann.

    He is small and looks only in his late twenties and thirties, but he is also a sorcerer for Ren''s mother.

    "How was Ren, too?

    "Yeah."

    "Really, I can''t believe Ren tried to be independent, which was a pull-in idea. Mother, I still can''t believe it. The power of love is great."

    "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?"

    "Damn, when you get older, it''s hard to talk long. Get down to business."

    Tap the tongue and the counter, tells Tertione in a grumpy manner. However, turn your gaze to Yut with a genuine intent to kill him.

    Yut was also yut, and since he was accustomed to it, he told him what he wanted to do directly.

    "That''s why I''m here to scout my master"

    "Oh?"

    "Become a school teacher"

    "I mean, is that it?

    Travelling from the store to the living space - the equivalent of a living room dining room - Tertione, who finished looking through the proposal Yuto brought, says with a tannic surface.

    "You want me to educate the kids?

    "Oh. That''s lovely."

    My wife, Mary Ann, slaps her hands and agrees, but I wonder how that feels about even the yut she''s asking for.

    "Reading and writing calculations, morality, is good, what is family medicine?

    "Is that the basics of cooking, sewing, and nutrition? And I wonder if you want to spread your hygiene knowledge."

    "Huh, knowledge of a different world? Well, it''s more common around here than you normally live."

    Now that educational policy is known, Tertione cheeks on a simple table made of wood and shoots through the yurt with a sharp eye.

    "So, why are you soliciting me?

    "He thinks I''m the best educator in the world."

    "Well, it just sounds ironic when you climb up to Arch Mage on your own."

    "Would you say the same thing to Mr. Zein?

    Valtrude''s sword master is Lord Zein. Likewise, the power has been drawn far apart¡­.

    "You''ve got a bad personality."

    "It''s from my master''s Kaoru pottery."

    "Both of you... KANKA... NO..."

    "It''s okay, I''m having fun with both of them."

    To my father and Yut''s contention, I was Len staring at him as a harrassment with his hands together as he prayed, but leaning his neck toward my mother''s follow-up

    "It''s still a future idea."

    "I knew there was a reason behind it."

    "He wants everyone to be able to use the elementary spell of science."

    "Ho..."

    Hearing Yut''s confession, Tertione laughed like a carnivore who found his prey.

    "Father, I''m scared..."

    "It''s okay. I''m happy, even that one."

    "I hear you. Remember later."

    "Oh. You''ll get bullied in bed. Ren, if it''s your brother or sister, which one do you want?

    "Do you want to go?

    "Master, that kind of family planning would help if you could do it without me."

    "Shit."

    You realize the disadvantage, the Warlock rises up loud and walks out of the room annoyed.

    "In the meantime, the Light Fire, the Easy Repair, the Little Magic (Cantrip), the Light Self-Defense Spell."

    "If you''re talented, you can stretch it more."

    "... interesting"

    You got your thoughts together, Tertione stops walking.

    "Then..."

    "But it''s not enough"

    "Yes?"

    Yut remembers anxiety at Tertione with a vicious grin he doesn''t think of as an elf.

    Already, in the arms of sorcery, we have outrun them.

    That doesn''t matter, it''s a more rooted emotion.

    "Vainamarinen School of Magic at Folio-Farina, Ahn"

    "You do. I''ve never been there."

    Vainamarinens A hundred-layer labyrinth trampled by Path Finders. Immediately above it is the largest urban state Folio-Farina in the Brewers.

    It seems that the Great Sage Vainamarinen was involved in the operation at first, but now it just bears its name. The current dean says one of his high brothers serves.

    "So, what''s Jii''s college called?

    "Go over there and pull some teachers"

    "Also, the master''s unscrupulous gesture..."

    "I know you''re a professor, I know you''re a lecturer, but whatever, don''t bring incompetence. I''ll make you a student."

    "What are you going to do with all that first-rate stuff?"

    "You''ve made up your mind. Start your magic education immediately and create a second magic school in Val''s territory."

    Elves.

    The magician of a graceful race, also known as the Fairy of the Forest, nodded his tongue and proclaimed.

 87 6. At the Vainamarinen School of Magic

    Folio-Farina.

    The largest city of the Brewers exists on Folio Island, which rises east of the Rotosilt kingdom and south of the Verga Empire.

    The legendary land where the gods of good and evil once made the Blue Covenant (Brewers) and the age of man was supposedly begun.

    At the same time, it is a city afflicted by various scourges.

    He also survived the Black Dragon Disaster (Dragon Hazard) by countering invasions from the Verga Empire, mainly Sea Demons (Kraken) and Water Dragons (Water Dragons).

    It has developed as a relay for shipping, building treasures and magic equipment (magic items) unearthed from the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, and today has a population of over 200,000.

    In such a city, the Yuts stood down.

    It''s a big city.

    The Yuuts were exempted from the cumbersome entry process with their aristocratic identity cards and a reference letter from the college.

    Acorn, who is visiting Folio-Farina for the first time, looks around the city in arms with Yut and gets a voice of inspiration.

    It was the triple walls that caught my eye.

    Of course there will be measures to deal with the damage we have suffered so far, but rather, it prepares us for within. This is what happens when a monster overflows from a hundred-story labyrinth in the heart of the city.

    "Right. It''s the biggest city in the world."

    I''ve never tried the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, but I''ve visited it several times in shopping. Proudly, Valtrude stretched his thin chest.

    Today she is wearing the Magic Silver (Mithral) plate armor with the Magic Sword Divine Subjugator.

    It''s not uncommon in this city where there are many adventurers challenging the Hundred Layers Labyrinth - like the incarnation of the goddess of war, she still has to draw attention.

    All the more so if a beautiful girl who has gathered all the grace of God is smiling like a soldier.

    If it had been known that it was the man walking with - Yut''s fault - it would have been grudging and terrible.

    "We''ll see what we can do later, and we''ll get things done."

    I would have suggested so, Alcia, but I''m slightly further away than usual from seeing if I can''t grasp the sense of distance from Yut.

    As a result, one of the acorns in arms won.

    "I just wanted to shop... well, later"

    As negotiating personnel, Valtrude and Arcia. Acorn is dressed to have been brought in on request because he has not come to this world and is not out much.

    If you think about it, you should go to the School of Magic first.

    "But you''ve never been there, right there"

    That being said, without hesitation Yut starts walking.

    Historic city, but cobblestone-paved roads are well maintained and clean.

    The sight I took for granted.

    That''s the first time I''ve known how it took cost and passion to be a party.

    "For that, brave men don''t get lost."

    "Something remarkable."

    "Oh. That was it?

    Everyone''s gaze rises slightly.

    Ahead, there was a large, gray building. Built on a small high hill, it boasts a magnificent masterpiece that added to the church and castle and increased in size.

    "Something like this feels like a European university. I''ve never seen it before."

    We must cross a splendid stone bridge because it is beyond the river that flows through the city.

    "There''s a legend that the Great Sage built this bridge overnight, too."

    "That''s amazing. There are also kids in Japan who have dug hot springs in various places."

    "How about treating that in the same row?

    Anyway, I can build a bridge like this if I want to do it in Yut. That too, in less than a night.

    So far, I''m just going to get rid of my job if I float the building costs with a spell, and I''m not going to do it because I don''t need to hurry.

    Along the way, I arrive at the main entrance in about thirty minutes, caring for a little tired acorn.

    He informed the gatekeeper of his intention to visit and handed him a letter of reference from the college, which he had just raved about.

    "Dear Yut Amaxa, right? I hear you. This way, please."

    When I changed the contents, I was led to school as easily as I could clap them out.

    "What, Val hasn''t been ignored in forever?

    "I''d appreciate that."

    "It''s the School of Magic. I''m not a wizard supremacist, but Yut, an associate and archmage of the Great Sage, is naturally the most important person."

    He had already let go of his arm, and the three acorns were walking solidly behind Yut.

    The Vainamarinen School of Magic is a Ko shaped building divided into a central tower, an eastern hall and a western wing.

    The central tower gathers lecture rooms, functions as schools such as internships, administrative departments and canteens, and the dean''s office is also on this top floor.

    The west wing is the students'' quarters and library. The East Hall says it has a lab of professors.

    And in the courtyard where the Yuts are proceeding, the ancient Black Dragon Dargenvelspar skeleton, taken over at this college during the guard''s stuffing and Black Dragon disaster, is decorated as an object in the corner.

    "That''s fantasy..."

    Look at that. Acorns are circling their eyes, but they''ll have trouble even thinking it''s standard. This stuff, it''s the only place.

    Under the gaze of apprentice magicians discussing spells and textbooks single-handedly, the yuts enter the central tower and travel up a long staircase to the dean''s office.

    "No elevators, no escalators?

    "None. I can''t even bear it. Good luck with that."

    "Ugh...... It''s not supposed to be lack of exercise..."

    The difference between Yut, who has spent a year with adventurers, and Akane, a civilized man, around here. I can''t even complain because Valtrude and Arcia, wearing armor, are also flat.

    Would you have kept climbing for more than five minutes?

    We passed several doors and finally arrived at our destination.

    "Dean, we''ve got a customer."

    "Go ahead."

    A guide gatekeeper opens only a few luxurious and heavy doors to guide the yuts indoors.

    First, what came into my eyes was a portrait of the great sage Vainamarinen.

    Beneath it sat an old man wearing the same pure white robe as Yut.

    The eye area is creased and reminiscent of the depth of the years he has lived. A gracious smile is like welcoming a grandson.

    Though the short, clean cut hair is white, it gives a pleasant and youthful look.

    He walked away from the desk and asked Yut to shake his hand in a casual manner.

    "I''m Mel, Dean of the Vainamarinen School of Magic."

    "Nice to meet you. I''m Yut Amaxa."

    In response to a handshake, Yut takes the gaze of an old magician.

    Mel. One of Vainamarinen''s high brothers. An educator who raised a number of magicians and magicians (warlocks) as one of the few great magicians. The head of one of the best schools in the world. Nor is the Folio-Farina Congress supposed to be able to defy that intention.

    "I hear rumors. You think you''re my teacher''s academic teacher?"

    "It''s not that big a deal. I''m just teaching you the history of other worlds."

    "Master Vainamarinen looks like a lot of fun these days. Isn''t this the first time in decades?

    Laughing loudly is far from the general image of an awkward sorcerer.

    I met him for the first time, but there was a yuut who was attracted to his honest personality.

    "That''s a fine portrait."

    "Oh, this one. After decorating, my master rarely leaned on me."

    "You want one for us, too"

    "You''ll be exorcised."

    I put such a scratch on it, but Acorn immediately holds his mouth down that it was a silence.

    "Ha. Sure, your interests are good enough. Though it came suddenly about a week ago."

    But he didn''t look offended either, and Mel laughed off.

    "Some magicians have personalities like that."

    "You were too bad for a familiar example"

    Smudge and two say.

    "Oh, I''m sorry I''m late to say hello. Uncle Istas, this is Mel, dean of the Vainamarinen School of Magic."

    "Welcome, sorry for the sudden visit. This is Archbishop (Patriarch) Arcia of Truss-Sink."

    "Nice to meet you. It''s an honor to meet you."

    Valtrude swings to Arusia before the blur comes out and responds with a smile that either understands it or contains many meanings.

    "Uh..."

    "And this is Akane Miki, a visitor from the same world."

    Now you must have realized it was out of place.

    Seeing a bewildered acorn, Yut immediately puts in a follow-up.

    He said, "You''re the user of the magic appliance? I was flattered that it was a great machine. I didn''t think the adorable lady was the owner."

    "Oh, no, well..."

    I remember Vainamarinen, who began to manipulate the documentation software freely, and Acorn finally had a loving laugh.

    I''ve tried to buy a laptop quite seriously, and I''m uncomfortable with it.

    "What are you talking about forever? Let''s have a seat¡­ but is the couch small?"

    There are only two sofas for three in the reception space in the room, and someone has to sit next to Mel as it is.

    "Okay, here''s what we''re gonna do"

    Mel hits her hand gently.

    Then from the couch, the smoke rose as if it had exploded and changed to a large size one turn.

    "Ooh."

    "Ha, ha, I''m often surprised."

    I''m in a good mood, and I recommend a seat again, Mel.

    He also seemed to be a Kaoru recipient of Vainamarinen.

    "Tea, please."

    Mel lowers her back to the couch as she gives orders to a secretary-like elf woman she''s been holding back.

    "Come on, go ahead"

    "Excuse me."

    Yut sits in the center and Acorn quickly secures its right neighbor.

    Valtrude and Arcia, left behind, made concessions with their gaze - "You can''t just sit on the edge, can you? Lost in the pressure," sat next to the left where the Cathedral Knight in Armor (Paladin) was left.

    "Quickly, but this is the letter from the master - Tertione"

    "Hmm."

    After making sure Arcia gets to her seat, Yuut puts the rolled parchment on the table.

    At first glance, it seemed like a spell scroll, but after that, it was like a proposal written down by T¨¹rtione with fierce momentum.

    Receiving it, Mel glances at it with an occasional nod and does not even try to get her hands on a rare cup of tea in this world she has requested herself.

    When the seemingly yuut put it on his mouth, Acorn also reached for the sugar pot as he was relieved. Though Valtrude had his eyes rounded so that he could not hesitate to use sugar.

    So, has it been long enough?

    "Yeah, fine. Much better."

    Suddenly he raised his voice and Mel put the scroll on the table, sipping away the tea in one breath.

    "What does Amaxa think of the magician''s current situation?

    "Overestimation and underestimation..."

    "Well, I''d like to hear more."

    "Theoretical spells can only be used by some limited people. This is overestimation."

    "I see. So, elementary magic education?"

    Yut nods slowly.

    "It would be hard if it were to be extreme, but if it''s just a handy spell that you can use a little in your life, you won''t have that much difficulty"

    "If only we had a decent education, right?

    "Yeah. And that little spell is underestimated, too, and all the flashy spells are received in a way that makes it seem like they''re science spells"

    I can''t tell the three of you if the story of Yut and Mel is true.

    But that''s all I could say for sure.

    Yut, who is moving around endlessly in Moments of Mobility (Teleport), says not to.

    "Exactly. A theoretical spell is nothing special"

    Regardless of such thoughts, Mel claps his hands heavily to get my will.

    "The gateway should be open to everyone. If you want to touch the depths of it, there is this Vainamarinen School of Magic"

    "What do you mean?

    "Let''s cooperate fully... I just want to say"

    Here, Mel dropped his shoulder.

    "I''m not a dictator. I have to consult with the professors'' council..."

    "Something wrong?

    "It''s a suggestion from an out-of-school magician, so you can do it."

    "Mmm..."

    To the political story, Valtrude, who was listening beside him, gets a grunt of disappointment.

    "It means no one is like you or Tulu."

    "That''s the problem, too."

    "Where is it?

    "Tertione was expelled from this college. Hit me with other professors in education policy."

    "Oh......"

    I guess I remembered the training I had imposed on myself. I had to convince myself.

    "I hope there are some ingredients I can persuade..."

    "You''re not doing so well."

    When reality is heartless, Acorn sums it up.

    "Move the Truss-Sink temple. I''ll see if I can do anything."

    "I''m in trouble. We''re visiting now."

    "So there''s a dean, isn''t there? Let me through."

    Alcia also just gave me a suggestion, and it''s getting noisy out there.

    "What if, already, I''m going home?

    "No, you can stay put. Let me through."

    With his hips floating and his hands controlling Yut, Mel tells his secretary.

    "Dean Mel! Today is the day I get permission to explore the Hundred Layers Labyrinth."

    What made the noise came in was a little girl with Ashblonde hair together on the side tail.

    I know he was supposed to look adorable, but now he had a dangerous look on his face and made the impression that he couldn''t get close.

    I know you''re a student at this Vainamarinen School of Magic, but it''s uncomfortable wearing a magical silver chest armor (breast plate).

    I don''t have a weapon, but Yut hit me wondering if it was a magical knight (Erdonite).

    "You''ve just said this before that you can''t do that, Petra Chernov-kun"

    "Me and my people, we''re strong enough. That''s what you always say."

    "I''m listening. That''s what I''m saying, I can''t allow it. At least we don''t have to beat her at your party."

    All of a sudden Valtrude comes to a surprise when he is sent out to make out, but soon he regains his peace and turns his gaze to a female student called Petra Chernov.

    Not bad.

    That was Valtrude''s assessment.

    I don''t know the arm of a theoretical spell, but a simple melee would be the skill there for his age.

    However, it quickly lost interest that it was neither more nor less.

    "Okay. I wish I could defeat the Cathedral Knight there alone."

    "At this point, you''re down."

    Alcia''s chilling words go hand in hand with Valtrude''s blatant attitude, further heating up a female student called Petra Chernov.

    "What, that attitude! Take me..."

    "Okay. Let''s do this"

    Mel slaps his hands and the dry sound woods the indoors.

    "Amaxa, let me regenerate one of her."

    "What?"

    "Let''s take that as a credit and pass the example in the professorial council."

    Staring at Mel throwing round with a smile like a favorite, Yut can only have a dry laugh.

    After all, I sighed loudly that this man was also a disciple of Jijii.

 88 7. Hells Special Training (Previous)

    "Can I talk to her for a second?

    Not saying he will take it on, Yut asks permission to gather information first.

    Mel nodded to Eagle Deep and moved from the couch to the dean''s seat to vacate the place. From under the portrait of Vainamarinen, they watch what happens.

    "First, sit here. Uh..."

    It''s Petra Chernov.

    I remember the name, but I deliberately bore the word because I wanted to see the reaction.

    Acorn and Arcia smiled when they realized Yut''s intentions were bad.

    "Yut Amaxa. I was on edge and was just coming to ask the dean for a little favor"

    "Huh. That''s a different name."

    Are you blurry, or don''t you really know?

    While I think the latter would be convenient, Yut starts asking questions.

    "I think I was listening, but the dean asked me to correct you. We''re going to use each other, so let''s work together."

    "Aren''t you stupid?

    Valtrude colours the words too frankly.

    "Val."

    "... ok"

    He pulled me back with that one word, but I don''t think it''s gonna end like this. Besides, I could feel the swordswallowing atmosphere from Alusia as well.

    Honestly, that''s more troublesome.

    "I''m not interested in evaluating you. However, I can fulfill your hopes by giving a mouthful to the dean. Recognize this. You''re not dumb enough to remember, are you?

    "Huh. Fine. I''ll just listen to you."

    How can you grow so arrogant personality? Acorn faces the mystery of another world and cannot hide his surprise.

    "Then a few questions. Why do we need to dive into the Hundred Layers Labyrinth?

    "I can''t talk."

    Again, three other people besides Yut tint in response to the lack of bitterness.

    Naturally. There''s no way a man you love can be flat out fooled by such a little girl.

    Keeping it down with just his gaze, Yut engraves in his heart the response ''I can''t talk''.

    "So, what floor are you looking for?

    "... on the 45th floor."

    "I see. Instead, shall we dive?

    "You can''t do that!

    He had a reaction that could be described as excessive, shaking aside the side pony ash blonde and rejecting it.

    Even the leopards can''t hide their surprise looks. But only Yut was calmly observing his opponent.

    "Never..."

    I guess it''s a habit. Petra unconsciously bites her thumbnail, layers it down and denies it.

    "Let''s change the question. You''re a magic knight, aren''t you? How many buddies dive in the dungeon? What''s the composition?"

    "The three of us... There are magicians (wizards) and Fermina god priests (Priests) attending the same college, and Dwarves but bandits (Rogues)."

    "Very well."

    Yut says with a smile.

    "The dean''s judgment is utterly flawed. You''re the idiot, Petra Chernov."

    "What the fuck! You are!"

    To too much remark, the exasperated Petra tries to pull out his weapon... recalling that he kept it at the gatekeeper. Instead, I jerk off with a glimmering glance.

    "... yuut. I don''t know what you want to do, but I''m not going to stand for this any longer"

    "I agree"

    "Both of you, just chill out... right?

    Both Valtroude and Arcia are basically warm, but not as popular as laughing and looking past disrespect.

    As a result, a situation had arisen in which acorns turned to suppress them. Mel just looks at this one funny, too.

    "Not only strength, but character is not right for the dungeon. You know that, don''t you?

    "Are you still going to insult me?

    "It''s a legitimate assessment."

    "I am the son of the Chernov family! Spit so much tantrum on me. You must be ready!?"

    Perhaps he was patient to bring up his identity.

    But that self-control breaks brittle and he sticks his finger at Yut to intimidate him.

    "The Chernovs?

    But it doesn''t make sense to Yut.

    I think I heard it somewhere... and I turn my gaze to Dean Mel.

    "She, Petra Chernov, is the only daughter of Pabel Chernov, one of the attacking senators with only nine in Folio-Farina. Well, you know, noble ladies in other countries."

    (I see. So, is that what happens?

    If the hypothesis is being reinforced, Yut turns to Petra.

    "I know who you are. But Valtrude, who is here, has been given the countess by the Rotosilt kingdom."

    "Liar!

    "It''s your freedom to think so. Also, I''m planning to be an epic soon... Come on, we''re in a state where international problems could arise. What am I gonna do?

    "Ugh, lie..."

    "It''s your freedom to think so."

    Petra''s poor lips in the mercilessly repeated words of Yut.

    More importantly, Valtrude himself is under silent pressure from the former, Alcia - an eyelid woman in a black robe. The strange but attractive woman in the outfit who kept those two under control - the acorn, too, is staring sharply.

    "Oh, I''m sorry."

    "Well, I don''t care about that."

    "Ha!?"

    "Do you want me to bring my people to the college courtyard tomorrow at noon? A week... no, three days in luggage, fully armed."

    "Duh, what are you doing?"

    "It is decided. Let them correct you, chiefly."

    "Well, you''ve gathered well."

    The next day, Petra Chernov showed up just in time.

    Yut, who waited in front of the ancient black dragon Dargenvelspar, welcomes the four with a smile.

    Petra was equipped with her favorite magical silver (miserable) chest armor (breast plate) and carried a long spear with a demonization that sharpened the sharpness.

    "Nice to meet you"

    Instead of Petra, who mumbles and tries not to say hello, it was the shortcut girl with glasses who lowered her head.

    A plain face, but shady and popular from the boys in the class. Such, I have the impression that Acorn is going to agree.

    "My name is Nera Chernov. Petra, I''m counting on you to take care of your daughter."

    You''re the other magician.

    "Yes, yesterday, it looks like the lady worked disrespectfully on the Great Mage (Arch Mage), and really, what an apology to make."

    "Nella, don''t apologize to this guy."

    "Lady!"

    Despite the same last name, this relationship. Is it a main house and a branch? Yut decides to treat this presumption as a fact because he has no particular interest either.

    "That''s right, Petra. I know how you feel, but this is the one who lost his respect. In the first place, don''t you always say? Stop saying things that provoke you."

    Konkon and began preaching to a mid twenties woman who lowered the holy seal of Fermina, the sun god, to her chest.

    Not as good as Alcia but stretches her dark hair beautifully around her back, wrapping her cautious limbs in a white robe.

    "My name is Mirsche. Later, get to know each other."

    "I''m not Degal. Take care of yourself."

    "Terrible."

    In addition to equipment such as weapons and armor, everyone has a backpack. What Yut said, he was telling it right.

    "This is the one who annoys me."

    "What does that mean?

    "I''ve been asked to regenerate, but I think it''s probably going to be rounded if we get there."

    "Yes, my lady, she''s really sweet."

    "Nera! You don''t have to say anything extra!

    "So quickly, I want to be able to look at forty-five layers of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth"

    At the same time as declaring so, Yut took out the spell and cut off eight of its pages and flew them under the feet of Petra and the others.

    "Dimension Move Dimension Travel"

    Under the feet of the four, the door of the rainbow dimension opens.

    The resistance was swallowed up more than it was before, without even having time to scream.

    "Well, shall I go too?"

    Top of the central tower. Looking around the dean''s office, Yut also jumped into the dimensional door.

    Instantaneous disconnection of consciousness.

    The next thing I saw was the faces of the suddenly self-defeating Petra''s.

    "Oh, oh, you! Where are we!

    "It''s the surface layer of Naruto."

    Nara, the dwelling place of the devil.

    The wilderness as far as I can see, but covered with something like black metal, the plants that are growing are also like stones. The sun is out but dark and I can remember the illusion as if it were illuminated by darkness.

    The wind is cloudy, the air stands still, just breathe and nauseate.

    Even so, the surface layer makes no difference to the Brewers.

    Anyway, I can live without any spells or enchantment.

    "''Cause I''m gonna do a special training here, and in three days, the more Dean Mel will admit, the stronger I''ll get."

    Yut said so lightly, as if to convey the order.

 89 8. Hells Special Training (After)

    "Ah, you! What are you talking about?

    I guess the sight in front of me and Yut''s declaration blew me away, such as that Dimension Move Dimension Travel is a Grand Mage (Arch Mage) class spell on the eighth staircase.

    Petra just bites and approaches Yut.

    "Lady, it''s because of the quiet"

    It was Degal, the only man at the party, the Dwarf bandit (Rogue) who controlled it.

    "What is it, Degal? Hey, I''m always telling you not to pull."

    "Look at that one."

    Bandits pulling and alerting Ashblonde sidetails because they are out of reach of their heads.

    Nella, the sorcerer (wizard), and Mirsche, the priest (Priest), also bow down and become alert.

    "That... what... that..."

    Ahead Dwarf pointed.

    There was a black hill.

    Except maybe a moving mountain with deaf feathers.

    "Is it a fly?

    "It looks pretty big..."

    With that said, Mirsche turns her gaze to beg Yut to explain, but naturally silently kills. With that attitude, we have to understand the reality - we''ll do something about it ourselves - and make a smile that should be warm.

    "You, do something."

    "Why?"

    "Why, take responsibility."

    "If you make a ranking with a dialogue that women don''t want to tell you, you''re going to be at the top of the list"

    Unfortunately, that joke doesn''t soothe the scene, and it just ends with passive approval from Degal.

    "Besides, I''m already starting my studies. Do we keep observing, fighting, retreating? It''s up to you to decide and to execute."

    Of course, I''m not going to let Yut do anything more dangerous than be on this occasion either. If it''s going to be devastating, I''ll help.

    Except...

    "I''m just a safety net. Don''t let them rely on you from the start."

    "Lady..."

    "In the meantime, I''m going to observe them from this very spot. Whatever you do, you need to know who they are."

    Did you get hungry, did you decide Yut couldn''t count on you, or did you even try to show the arrogant archmage his competence?

    Anyway, Petra chose to observe.

    And - it didn''t take long until I regretted that choice.

    "Ugh."

    What I thought was Oyama.

    It was a mosquito each about the size of a wolf. When calm, the presence of a characteristic needle-like mouthpiece can also be seen in the distance.

    Its huge mosquito swarm gathers into a gorilla-like monster that produces fangs and sticks an alternative needle to its head.

    Aponuris, known as the Ape Devil, is also ramblingly wielding arms like Marutai as well as being hit, but in different numbers.

    Finally, a needle at the tip of his mouth pierced his eyes, how he fell and died.

    "That''s right, it''s Nara..."

    "How dirty..."

    But naturally, that''s not the end of it.

    Aponuris, the ape demon who fell and lay on the ground, accidentally began to cramp, his whole body rippled as if a longworm were curling up in his body - stopping perfectly.

    It would be an end demon cramp. Everyone thought so.

    Except Yut.

    I should have stopped moving, my head blew up.

    From there, a bunch of the same mosquito demons pop up.

    This is the mosquito demon - Doublergus spawning.

    The newborn Doublergus draws blood from the flesh that became the nursery and soon becomes an adult.

    Even the cheerful dwarf blued his face when he saw Aponulis, the ape demon who dried up as he saw it.

    Measuring such a distance between them and the mosquito demons, Yut activated the spell of one person, Long Flight (Auva Flight). Fight, run, I''m not sure I can follow you on foot.

    "So, what do we do?

    "I don''t know..."

    I don''t need to be told. We have to make a decision.

    Petra, however, is finally nauseated in front of the shocking sight.

    At the request of a crusade, or coincidentally, I have fought subraces with evil phases such as goblins and orgasms. Not once or twice have you left an immortal monster (undead).

    Still, I couldn''t contain my feelings of fear in the blasphemous conduct of the devil (Demon).

    "Ma''am, maybe that''s the mosquito demon Doublergs."

    There, the magician girl - Nella''s words fly.

    "Sure, he''s a nasty opponent, but in the demonic sequence, he''s the lowest. Even we can do something about it...... maybe"

    "But..."

    Both public and private, the advice of a girl you rely on.

    My eyes shake the same gray as my hair.

    The two Mirsche and Degal were watching Petra when left to them.

    "... I''m gonna run away."

    Where to? And no one asks.

    Anyway, to the other side of the mosquito demon Dubrergus, the four Petra ran.

    I don''t even know what lies ahead.

    Yuut chasing Petra and the others out of the air had not made her decision subject to evaluation in the first place.

    If you fought, you probably would have won. However, in the present state you may be planted an egg with a little carelessness, and it is inevitable that the movement will be blunt due to that fear.

    On the other hand, where you escaped, you may encounter a more troublesome opponent is the reality of Naruto, albeit superficial.

    In that sense, an immediate decision was made. In itself, it might be worth it.

    "There are signs of disastrous evil..."

    Stepping on a hard metallic earth, the escaping destination was a frivolous forest.

    It also looks like a broad-leaved tree, but the trees are oddly distorted and twisted, and from time to time ultra-colored gases are emitted from the fruit of an endless body.

    A pillar of the devil''s lords, a strip of colorful obtaining the blessings of Niekenlalam, son of the demon tree.

    Hearing the fact that Niekenralam, son of the demon tree, has been missing for the past few decades, and therefore its blessings are fading compared to those of old - would not be comforting to Petra and the others.

    "Shh, it''s amazing..."

    "Oh, but you can''t just stop."

    Make up your mind and step into the woods of temper.

    "Why are we so..."

    Stupidity leaks out of Petra''s mouth, but still doesn''t fail to be vigilant.

    I don''t even see a drop in Yut''s eyes watching from behind.

    So that''s just a story the other guy was outdoing.

    "Uh-oh."

    In the woods of temper, a girl screams a wooden spirit.

    "Nera!?"

    Petra, who was moving forward of it, looks back reflexively with a spear.

    The first thing that came into my eyes was the figure of a magician who was turned into a goose cross with something like a mustache. Then, when I lifted my gaze to its source, there was an object floating there like coconut fruit.

    Except for that whole one-eyed bucket - the floating fruit demon Flamidoulas.

    "Oh, my uncle... Run..."

    "Ko, you demon!?"

    Is it absorbed even with precision? Just wrapped around something like a mustache, Nella is neat and irresistible.

    "Burn Bolt"

    Petra, who burns in anger, takes the scroll out of the scroll compartment she was lowering to her waist and lets it come together in a magical spear.

    At the same time the spell was activated, the tip of the ear was engulfed in flames, sticking out the spear with the monocular eye of Flamidouras as its momentum remained.

    "Gurgh, Gurgh, Gurgh"

    Raising a strange voice, Flamidouras releases the restraint and escapes to the tree.

    "Accuracy Restoration"

    Priest Mirsche held Nella faster than she fell to the ground and at the same time cast a recovery spell.

    "Lady, you''re new here."

    From Degal, who was on guard around him, a warning voice flies.

    And it was at the same time that Aponuris, the ape demon, came down.

    "I can''t believe you''re here."

    "Chi, no."

    On the verge of April trying to grab Mirsche with both arms like Marutai, Degal fires a crossbow and a bolt stabs him deeply in the arm.

    Thunder Strike

    At the same time, a critical and recovering Nella breaks three pages of the spell document, arranged at equal intervals between herself and Aponuris.

    Thunderlights gush from his weakly swinging fingertips, using the spell document as a guide to shoot the gorilla demon giant.

    "Stop!"

    There bravery, Petra protrudes Long Spear, but is wrapped up in the beard of the floating fruit demon Flamidouras, who reappears.

    "Come on, let go!

    "Gurgh, Gurgh, Gurgh"

    A voice of joy is uttered from one eye, and the devil absorbs his refinement from the girl.

    It thwarts Degal with a reloaded crossbow, Mirsche is pursued for recovery, the gorilla demon pounds out his fangs and hits him, Nella tries to intercept him with a spell, and also falls into the devil''s cycle of Flamidoulas appearing.

    Repeating that muddy enough, at the end of the day, there was a difference in local power, and the Petra and the others managed to beat the devil.

    But the physical and spiritual limits. There was no shame in it, no hearsay, and I went to the spot.

    But this is Naruto, albeit on the surface.

    I hear those abominable feathers in their ears taking a small break.

    Target new nursery beds for spawning opportunities. They''re after us, the mosquito demon Doublergus.

    "Damn. Not like this..."

    We have to move.

    I understand with my head, but relaxed flesh is not as easy as I think. Behind my brain, that nasty sight comes to mind. Are eggs planted, devoured, and do we have to die?

    "I don''t like it. You know, losing to Zettai or something."

    "Well, I guess this is what it is for now"

    I watched silently. It''s the first time Yut has moved that the Petra and the others couldn''t afford to care less.

    "Frost Bolt"

    Only one piece of paper was detached from the spell document.

    From the page of the curse document floating in front of Yut, the water-colored rays of the five Articles were fired.

    It captures the mosquito demon Doublergus without passing aim, ice pickles him, and crushes him lightly.

    of the first staircase, with spells that even new American mages can use.

    "hahahahahahahaha"

    Like a broken machine, Petra laughed.

    "I can''t believe I could have defeated you so easily."

    Of course, although the spell of the first staircase, the effect changes depending on the user. However, the Cold Air Arrow changes only the number of rays fired at a time, and the power of each one remains intact.

    "It''s my fault..."

    Driven by fear, he fled and, as a result, jumped into greater danger.

    Petra is afraid of that fact.

    "Forty-five layers of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth is more harsh than here, isn''t it?

    "I''ve never dived, but from what I''ve heard, yes."

    "Dean Mel was right..."

    "That''s Jesus, too. However, as far as the current battle goes, Petra Chernov. I can''t even say it''s just you."

    That said, Yut turns his gaze to another mage, Nera.

    "Why Thunder Strike on that occasion?

    "Of all the spells I can use, it''s because it''s the most powerful..."

    "But I couldn''t take him down"

    Calmly point out the facts.

    "Of course, it''s best to take them down. But that''s not the point. The real goal is to make things better. So in that scene, spells like Fall (Slick) and Spider Thread (Silk Web) were better to inhibit behavior"

    Next, Yut speaks to a Dwarf bandit.

    "And then, Mr. Degal. I think your hazard sensing abilities are pretty good, but just a warning is all it takes. Nor is the attack aimed at the steeple. Too crude."

    Naturally, the sun god''s priest also waved his tongue.

    "Mr. Milchet, you are also too distracted by recovery alone. As a result, are you aware that all situational decisions are being pushed to Petra? If it is, it is your job to check the situation and give instructions."

    I guess each of us has something to think about in response to an indication from Yut. Shut up and make fun of the words. You don''t seem to have the strength to rebel.

    Finally, Petra figured out what she would be told - but it was an unexpected word to come down.

    "Petra. I admit to your hard work, but it''s not for the leader. It''s just that strength as a warrior, well, it''s not bad. But should I recognize that I''m not clever enough to do that?"

    Surprisingly, Petra rounds her eyes.

    In those eyes, there were slight tears.

    "I know I''ve been working hard on my own while I can''t talk about the situation. But I don''t have to carry it alone anymore."

    "Where did you learn your daughter''s secret..."

    Degal rocks Dwarf''s characteristic long beard, opens his eyes and expresses his amazement.

    "She said she ''can''t talk'' about why she dives into the Hundred Layers Labyrinth. It''s not ''I don''t want to talk'' or ''I don''t need to talk'', it''s ''I can''t talk''. And the forty-five layers of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth have a sacred water dispenser of treasures (artifacts). If you mouth the holy water that gushes from it, the disease will heal."

    But - and Yut continued.

    "If you just cure the disease, you don''t need to stick to it. Probably a curse. The disease is only healed by someone designated obtaining the holy water of the sacred water dispenser on their own and giving it to drink. Such a curse must be on your next of kin."

    Even like a famous detective, he speaks of speculation.

    This is why Valtrude and Arcia left it to Yut. Most of all, I was trying to stop it quite seriously when I heard about the means for it - the special training in Naruto.

    "But it''s okay now. I''ll work with you. Let''s get through this together."

    "Ugh. Wow, wow."

    Petra cried.

    I cried without blindfolding people.

    "''Cause you''re in the business of the council and you''re not doing anything. Mother is locked away so she doesn''t come into contact with people. I can''t talk to anyone, but I''m alone and I have to hang in there..."

    I cling to Yut''s feet crying and screaming as if the stress had exploded before.

    I guess non-Petra party members are exceptions who were originally aware of the circumstances. I was crying when I saw the Ashblonde girl exploding her emotions.

    "Yeah, you did your best. Almost. Almost."

    Yut kneels down and gently strokes his head looking at her like that.

    It was a situation where Acorn was donning to say, "What religion solicitation?" but it worked immensely. Without exception, the color of everyone''s eyes had changed.

    "Come on, it''s a waste of time. Drink this and let''s go next."

    Removed from the Infinite Storage Bag is a magic medicine (potion) made by Ren. It heals wounds and health. Use it at all costs to prepare for battle.

    "Good to see you again, guys"

    Brutally wiping tears, Petra reaches out to her companions with the best smile she''s ever had.

    "I''m always with the lady."

    Fermina, God bless you.

    "Of course not."

    Four hands overlapped.

    Nevertheless, that did not suddenly improve cooperation, nor did it bottom-up strengths.

    Even after this, the creepy demons kept flirting with me.

    But the Petra and the others won''t give up.

    At the end of the first day the combination was established, and on the second day the tactics were optimized, so much so that the manipulated fruit demon Flamidouras could also be eliminated with pre-emptive attacks.

    It is the result of using it to get massive amounts of magic medicine to go to battle over and over, getting Yut''s proper follow up, and repeated post-battle meetings.

    And the last three days.

    "Master, I did it!

    As a graduation exam, Yut explored the woods without accompanying Petra.

    Three hours later, he showed up at the base camp where Yut waited without missing anyone.

    It was dirty with blood and mud, but the expression was really sunny.

    In his hands, he holds several heads of Aponuris, the demon of that struggling gorilla.

    (Hey, I guess I did too much...)

    Like a watchdog who served, Yut has no choice but to hold his head as he is asked, remembering some confusion about Petra''s appearance approaching silently with praise and praise.

    "Good luck, guys. With your current strength, Dean Mel will always give you permission."

    "Yes! Thanks to my master!

    "I''m going back to the academy, so get ready."

    "Yes! Master! Guys, we got three minutes to clear this up!

    No longer, it''s hard to remember her when she was rebelling against Yut.

    Yut activates Dimension Move early and returns to the Brewers for the first time in three days.

    I tried to move to the dean''s office while leaving the Petra''s in front of the ancient black dragon - and on the way, I wondered if I could wait, I went out with dean Mel.

    There was a bitter smile on my usual favorable face, and I guess I knew what was going on by some means. Hand Yut a permit to enter the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    "Amaxa-kun. What I''m saying is, you better not take the stage."

    "This is an exception."

    With a seriously rotten look, Yut replied so.

    And then...

    Naturally, holy water was obtained from a sacred water irrigator, and Petra''s mother was soothed.

    Pavel Chernov. With only nine assailants in Folio-Farina, should I be touched by my wife, who was able to get out of bed for the first time in ten years, or should I ask what happened to my leopard-changing daughter?

    All along, he said, he had a bewildered look.

 90 9. Kaikou (Previous)

    A few months after Yuto threw the school operation round to the teacher T¨¹rtione. The Falv Elementary School of Education, attached to the Vainamarinen School of Magic, celebrated its pre-opening day.

    There were excessive twists and turns, and for some reason they were attached schools, but Dean Mel pushed them off as necessary in relation to sending teachers and professors. Most importantly, Yut decides that there will be no problem because he exchanges a memoir of the utmost respect for the intentions of the Count Istus family with regard to educational policy.

    Three magicians (wizards) and Warlocks were dispatched from the College.

    Those who were feeling limited in their own talents, those who expressed an interest in magic education from an early age, those who raised their names for their fellow countrymen when they heard there were many Dwarf students.

    The motives vary, but the teachers Tertione hired after the interview. Capably, there''s nothing wrong with that.

    They were also responsible for the construction of branches of schools in Hardenturm and Mainz.

    Petra, who accomplished her purpose, also applied, but declined to learn more in college. Yut doesn''t realize that''s the word that presupposes future adoption.

    In this way the reception side was steadily prepared, but a profound rejection existed on the part of the parents. Even children are a workforce, and given the cost burden, it is natural.

    That''s Yut folded in, too, and compulsory education is free. On the contrary, everyone put conditions on which to doubt their ears.

    "When you go to school, you pay your child a salary. It''s called a scholarship."

    "Ha...?

    "Lunch...... I mean, I''ll also serve lunch. Free."

    "Ha...?

    It''s also a good memory that every time I give a briefing, they question my sanity and come to my satisfaction with ''Well, that house slayer''.

    This is how the experience finally came to pass.

    Classes are given in turn in the classroom, randomly choosing children aged seven to twelve from within the territory at human age, divided into three groups.

    Because only elementary schools in Japan are known, school buildings made accordingly.

    Yut first enters the younger class classroom from behind and inspects the class.

    In a way, a familiar landscape. The difference is that some of the students also include non-human species, such as Dwarves, Half Elves, and Rock Giants (Jarloots).

    "Aren''t you taking classes more seriously than I thought"

    "Right. I thought it was more noisy."

    Today, Acorn and Valtrude are with us.

    Because it doesn''t have to be an advertisement for clothes in particular, Valtrude dresses as "normal¡± with trousers in an adorable tunic. Acorns are also a modest combination of charcoal grey sweaters and flared skirts.

    How prototyping - and I''m thinking freely about things like that, Yut, but I don''t realize I''m in a position to reveal my fianc¨¦e.

    That''s the same with Valtrude and Acorn, the only Alcia who knows what''s going on, couldn''t have dared point it out either.

    "I miss you."

    "Right. The letters should be completely different."

    It is a middle-aged female teacher recruited by the School of Magic to teach reading and writing on stone boards, not blackboards, using chalks that have been studied in pluralistic daisy.

    I guess this one was better suited than magic. I treat my children with great pleasure.

    He also distributes small tablets and chalks to those children. Yut puts his thoughts on his next job, saying that paper production is a future challenge.

    That would bring a solution from an unexpected point of view, but there is no reason to know at the moment.

    "Should I, too, get mixed up in that?

    "Stop that."

    "There seems to be a problem."

    "I''d rather let Yona through."

    "That... won''t be possible"

    "That''s right... Apart from classes, I''d like to familiarize myself with group behavior."

    Know what it''s like to be such a yut or not? Jonah has been missing since morning. Only the survey is really sharp.

    Valtrude was going to take classes for real as he continued his tour, so the three travel to the next classroom to stay out of the way.

    There, I was in the middle of a lecture on science spells with Turtione flying between various things.

    "The world, why is it made? Hey, you there, you know?

    "Huh? Soil?

    "That''s not what I meant, but, well, I guess so. Look, the world is textiles."

    "Textiles?"

    "That''s right. I don''t care if it''s painting or music."

    All of a sudden Yut laughs bitterly when he sees his flying master and says it''s not for him. The combination of T¨¹rtione and the little one is already devastating.

    "The theoretical spell adds yarn to the textile, adds color to the painting with a paintbrush, and overlays the sound to the music. And then what happens?

    "Be something else... will you?

    Another student, pointed out by T¨¹rtione, answers the lack of confidence.

    "That''s right. And that''s magic."

    The confusion of the students also passes on to the yuts who are touring. What''s more, even from Valtrude and Acorn.

    "He could be pretty good"

    "At a time when a conversation has been established with Tull, I''m pretty sure it''s a delicacy."

    "How many brave masters..."

    Valtrude is not going to make a joke. Naturally, it''s true.

    Most importantly, today it would be best to give an overview and have an image. Anyway, there are other classes scheduled.

    For example, morality.

    This annex was built in the same compartment as the Temple, etc., and there were numerous approaches, either from its relationship or from the Temple.

    "Is that okay? Thus saith the Hellenonian God. There is no good or evil in power. But only by those who wield it."

    Speaking of God''s teachings with a face like the one he has accomplished is Alaina North Tin, promoted to deputy temple head of the Temple of Falve in Hellenonia. She had no time away from the scene, knowing the plan and running for teacher first.

    "So we must always be aware of justice."

    "Shisei. I don''t know!

    Out of friendliness, a boy about ten years old asks questions with half a laugh.

    "Well, let''s talk about analogy."

    That said, Allena Norstin turned her gaze to Yut.

    The gaze of the students is also poured on the Yuuts who visit behind the classroom.

    "Beautiful, hey..."

    "Yeah. They''re both beautiful..."

    The ladies in the class raised their admiration and the boys couldn''t say anything in the light.

    "I didn''t react that way, did I? Well, I don''t mind..."

    Slightly, it was an inexplicable Alaina, but she immediately continued her mood switching class.

    "First of all, suppose the lord suddenly said he would double his taxes"

    "It''s a dangerous example."

    That said, it is also sound evidence that you can speak of it.

    "Lords have soldiers and power. It''s a force that pushes through unscrupulous demands."

    "Terrible."

    "But Kaa-chan said the taxes were just helpful last year. He said he bought clothes and stuff."

    (Good for you, boy. That''s how it goes)

    I support you in my heart, but Alana goes through "It''s an analogy story," she says.

    "There are ways to counter it, such as by appealing to the King - but there are ways we can fight soldiers, too, with weapons."

    Yut laughs bitterly at his sudden radical remarks.

    "Val''s God, are you really saying this?

    "It''s just an understandable and extreme story. The key is a conscious mind of justice and good."

    Valtrude answered the question from Acorn, whispering but firmly.

    "Both have the power to fight. In this case, which is worse?

    "Rijou."

    "Exactly."

    Alana nodded satisfactorily to the flow as envisaged.

    "The lord tried to use violence to pass selfishness. This is evil."

    To avoid that, as Valtrude says, we must constantly ask what justice is.

    Unlike the moral education that Yut assumed, there are other temple classes as well. I decided that it was not a bad thing to touch diverse values - I thought.

    After looking around the classroom all the way, Yut left the school building and moved to the school yard.

    A football field made of Yut''s liver and a track ashore surrounding it. Since there is no such thing as physical education in the Brewers, we plan to create a curriculum based on the experience of Yut and Akane for now.

    "Don''t even want a climbing stick or a cloud ladder."

    The lawn cannot be prepared, and Yut crumbles when he sees the murderous grounds.

    "Is this what Yut always said about football?"

    Valtrude looks at the custom-made leather soccer ball.

    "A brave man will do it..."

    Acorn, a short distance away from the two, said as if it were out there.

    "Give me a loan"

    I turned it around with my hands to make sure I felt it, and then I started lifting it more or less.

    Float one foot and cleverly hold the ball at the back of your foot, gain momentum and kick it up to your shoulders through the back of your neck

    "Oh. That''s clever stuff."

    "Anyone can do this."

    In fact, I wouldn''t even be proud of this extent if I were a football player.

    It''s harder to handle heavier than the ball I always used, but things like the pestle I used to take.

    Seeing that sight reminds me of my middle school days, Acorn gives me a crying look.

    "That''s my son-in-law, the clever one."

    Slutty voices have broken into the landscape where such visitors feel sad.

    Burning redhead. Irritating eyes. Slutty smile.

    "Ver...... ga"

    Long time no see, my son-in-law.

    Verga, the demigod, was there.

 91 10. Kaikou (after)

    "You think it''s Verga?

    Valtrude''s pale and beautiful eyes get thinner.

    Verga, Empress of the Verga Empire. Of course, I''ve never seen that before, but the characteristics of listening match the appearance of the woman in front of me.

    More importantly, Cathedral Knight (Paladin) she was intuitively enlightened.

    That there can be no other evil being like that.

    "Yes, my concubine is Verga."

    Red-haired demigods affirm to Eagle Deep as they put the Emperor''s style together.

    "No matter how,"

    Even the blood-sucking Marquis Sieg Alto Crewing was able to cross the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion.

    I don''t think I can do anything about it to Verga, its Lord.

    But I need answers as to why you showed up.

    Even if you don''t have the Devine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword, you don''t have a piece of cloudiness in the good aura drifting from Valtrude.

    The pale eyes, which are about to be drawn in, dwell a powerful light that dispels evil, and the appearance, which God must have shaped over a long period of time, dwells a noble and harsh beauty.

    "First, declare war. Robbery, if you can. Or doomed."

    Verga uttered a provocative word, even with a smile that seemed like a mundane rejection.

    Just like Valtrude, who can even be the object of reverence, Verga is also beautiful.

    But it''s not about admiring, it''s about to drown beauty.

    Because you are leaving the throne, or you hold a fan decorated with black wings instead of Wang Tin, which you always played with, and the pitch-black dress is an open and provocative one with an open chest.

    I can''t help but dedicate everything while I have a hunch of ruin.

    "No matter how the demigods Verga, I don''t think they can stay here in full swing. I don''t think you''ll make it home unharmed."

    "By the way, is your lord one of the fianc¨¦es of your son-in-law? Let''s hear your name."

    "Valtrude Istas"

    "I remember, Valtrude and I did."

    If I had listened to this word, the Chancellor of the Verga Empire, Sherreiron Latetal, must have been unable to hide his consternation.

    An arrogant empress remembers human names and so on since the opening of the Empire.

    "What''s wrong with this..."

    Originally, Yut, who is supposed to be the prime party, is incapable of moving, in front of the two scattering sparks.

    I couldn''t even come up with a solution, and for some reason I was concerned about the whereabouts of the soccer ball rolling the ground.

    Acorn, on the other hand, is firmly aware that he will be a weekend link, even though he cannot fully grasp the circumstances.

    And we didn''t know who they were, but we also understood that they were our own enemies, more than we called Yut "son-in-law" or anything else.

    Move poorly to be discreet.

    Still, if anything, concentrate so you can rush over to Yut and Valtrude.

    "So, it''s Empress Verga. What does declaring war mean? Already, we should be in a state of engagement."

    "Huh. It''s not a boring fight like that."

    Hiding her slutty lips with a fan, Verga tells her to go straight in.

    "I''m going to welcome my son-in-law there to the concubine''s company. Do we have to get rid of the intrusive people for that?

    "Say no."

    In an instant, I understood Verga''s intentions and feelings. In time, the diocesan knight of Helenonia answered instantly.

    "I''m not giving Yut to anybody."

    "Val child......"

    "Oh, no. That''s not the point. No, again, that''s why..."

    Stare at Valtrude''s words, which are too frank, with his face bright red until Yut.

    Verga was thought to make me look angry, but with eyes as cold as ice, I look as if I could even see something interesting.

    The atmosphere itself was greatly unsatisfactory, but judging that attention had slipped away, Akane, who was alone, ran to Yut''s back.

    "Zhuyin, are you okay?

    "Yeah. I managed..."

    I can see it closer, the great pressure of the Empress.

    Acorn replied with a weak smile to Yut''s voice being cared for.

    Speaking of which, my son-in-law said you had two fianc¨¦es.

    "She''s..."

    "You don''t need to hide anything between a couple. Perhaps the daughter is also a visitor?

    "It''s Miki Zhuyin. I don''t know who you are, but I''m also the fianc¨¦ of a brave man."

    There would be no more risk to the buyer, no more word to buy in the selling language. Still, Acorn ran out of grandeur.

    "Exactly. I don''t know if she''s an empress or a demigod, but there''s no gap to interrupt."

    As if to occupy his own will, Valtrude takes a step further forward and overlaps his words to the Empress.

    "My son-in-law and my son-in-law in the first place."

    "Huh? There?

    "I know how hard Yut worked to master the spell of science. In a strange world, I''ve seen Yuuto live positively, even though he would have been careful. They fought together, helped each other many times, and even helped me run an unfamiliar territory for me."

    Even myself, I''m not sure what I''m talking about.

    I''m aware of that, but Valtrude won''t stop.

    "I''m not saying I love Yut the most in the world. But Yut told me I was the best. Is such a yut to you? Something I can give you."

    It was the kind of overreaction that animals would show when their children were in danger, but it was definitely also genuine.

    Exhaled rough as if after the battle, Valtrude pummeled his mind length, still beautiful.

    But at the same time, it impresses, and the shock is terrific.

    "Sorry, Val. I''m a little chilled out and I can''t say that much..."

    "Please, just leave the Zhu Yin as it is. If you two say that, I''ll die of boredom."

    "Beloved, my son-in-law"

    As if it were some other HR, the Empress laughs sluttily.

    "But no. Even as a concubine, you can''t back off."

    Fold the fan and stick it to Valtrude.

    "Wouldn''t you be watching? Would you not know? The look on the face of his son-in-law, who dropped one island on his concubine''s imperial capital and was flat. Anyone can do it if you just break it. Then you did it for peace. Can you imagine having a boy like that?"

    Ceramically, like a girl who dreams like a maiden in love. But the running empress takes words that neither maiden nor girl can speak.

    "Can you understand the highs in the concubine''s chest? If you can, you will also know what it feels like to be a concubine. I''ll be your partner."

    "I see."

    Valtrude, with his mouth tightened, said quietly.

    "Are you going to pull it off?"

    "with each other, would"

    One-touch instant.

    Anyway, that moment when Yut reached for the spell document in an attempt to change the place.

    "Disintegrator"

    From the sky, reinforcements appeared.

    Albino girl - Jonah emits rays that destroy everything without question.

    Verga, slightly frowned, waves the fan away from it.

    There''s a big hole in the pitch, but not if you care.

    "Yona, why?"

    Jonah descends vertically, keeping the flying psychic powers intact.

    "Yut smelled dangerous"

    "Anyway, thanks"

    It would be due to psychic perception or prediction specific to the psychic. I feel like if I ask him in person, he''s going to be denied, "I know everything about Yut," etc., but I''m sure it''s been a factor in breaking the situation.

    "Oh, my God, my son-in-law has a childhood sex..."

    "Hey!

    "That''s reassuring"

    I laugh small and slutty when I dull.

    "I wondered what I would do if they told me I couldn''t love it if I kept my breasts down."

    "Knock."

    Give Valtrude a wounded look on the attack from an unexpected direction.

    "Val child, the, what. Because I don''t care."

    "But Arsian breasts..."

    "You have nothing to say right now"

    "Oh, boy, I''m so proud of you."

    A challenging colour is added to the queen''s favorite beauty - but it quickly spreads mist.

    "But it''s nothing more."

    With that said, Verga spread his fans wide open.

    "Son-in-law, would you at least take this?

    At some point, there was a seal ring on the fan. It floats to the universe alone, and moves to Fufu and Yut.

    "Yona did?

    "Yeah. On your own. Push it back?"

    "No, I''ll take it."

    "Yut!?"

    Valtrude raised his voice of protest, but there was no further opposition.

    "What''s this?

    "When you come to see your concubine, you just have to show me"

    "I know -"

    After checking the shape of the ring, Yut raised his face and said the word of understanding¡­ could not be uttered until the end.

    Badly man-loving, slutty, drowning beauty.

    Verga''s face expands full of vision, with a raw warm feel on her lips. Her jugular lips are pressed.

    As soon as he realizes so, he pushes his mouth further, and the lukewarm enters and ravages.

    The moment stopped.

    "Puha......"

    Like a girl who doesn''t know dirt - exhales satisfactorily with a careless voice and expression.

    "So, son-in-law. I''ll wait for you."

    When you wave a fan, darkness overflows in the ears, enveloping its slutty limbs.

    Put the word down and into the souvenir, the Empress Verga, a demigod, disappeared from the falve.

    But no one can say anything.

    A few minutes later.

    "Brave man, wash."

    The acorn removes the handkerchief from his pocket, rubbing it so that he wipes his lips full force.

    "Yes, it hurts."

    "That''s right. Wash it."

    "Creative Water"

    From beside the three people questioning, there is a voice without discouragement.

    At that moment, nearly dozens of litres of water suddenly descended from overhead.

    "Watering"

    "Don''t say it after you call me..."

    I say it while touching my hair that gets wet in the water, but of course, I am aware that there is no such thing as a say or a veto in me.

    What should I do now?

    Yut had no choice but to be on his way.

 92 1. Situational Hearing

    "I was kissing you."

    "Yes, I was."

    "I was."

    After Empress Verga fulfilled her minimum purpose - declaring war on the Valtrudes - and left Falve.

    Classes at the elementary school were continued, but the inspections of the Yuts were just canceled. Five officials had gathered at the fortress of Falve, in the office of Yut.

    "There was a tongue in it, too."

    I sat in front of a desk for clerical use - rather than to a pushed-in yurt, Jonah overlaps words with something that she despises through the cold.

    "... got put in, you know"

    Correct me so, but I don''t have the power to say whether I was also shocked in that regard.

    "For now, you didn''t have anything on that ring, did you? The moment I set it up, I could be moved to that crazy bitch''s place for a moment, or a bug was planted, or a trap like that."

    "Nothing. On the contrary, I can''t feel any magic. Well, I don''t know what it''s worth as a jewelry."

    Roll the seal ring that was appraised by various spells onto the desk.

    "If the Empress isn''t lying, as we''ve all heard, it''s really just something to guarantee Yut''s identity within the Empire,"

    Or maybe the kiss was fateful - not to say that Arcia took up that ring.

    "For now, let''s bury this"

    "Huh? No, that''s..."

    "But it''s also dangerous to just bury it, isn''t it? That''s right. It might be a good idea to dump it on the site of the Black Devil''s Castle."

    "Yes! I''m coming!

    Yut ate bubbles and stopped because Jonah was about to use Teleportation, who only obeyed Arcia''s words honestly.

    "I get it. I''ll tell you everything."

    "Better than you understand."

    Smile and Arcia rolls the seal ring onto the desk again.

    This archbishop (Patriarch) was not in Falve at the time of his visit to Verga because he was attending the meeting of the Temple of Truss-Sink in Sejour, the king''s capital, and then, when he returned from being contacted, he had a more demanding look than he had ever seen.

    The first thing I did when I heard about the situation was use spells like "Uncurse (Word Off)", "Heal (Free Recover)" and "Detoxify (Antidote)" to Yut. Besides, twice in mind when it comes to "healing".

    There was no option to refuse Yut because of the force that kept him from saying whether or not he was there, even though it was the usual.

    It should be said that I was not cursed or used of the ability of charm or domination, but only found it to be a deep kiss.

    "Val, Yut has an explanation for you. I''m not always in that corner of the room."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Valtrude, with a dark face, is nagging his face while sitting in a gym seat at the corner of the office.

    After Verga left, he realized he had made a terrific confession, and without a face to match, he was in that condition for a long time.

    "Fun made me sit in gym because it was a failure..."

    "Well, nobody thinks this is gonna happen."

    Never mind, Yut comforts Akane. Rather than, it''s the same here that''s hard to look at each other.

    "... ha. You have no choice."

    Arcia gives up her sigh that it wouldn''t make sense to force her to join.

    "So, what, is Yut called ''Son-in-law'' or something like that by that Verga?

    "It''s going to be a long time when we talk..."

    A little (...) called from Zieg Alto Crewing. To deter it, he dropped one of the islands near the imperial capital Verga.

    By the time we talked about it, Acorn and Arcia opened their eyes to surprise, even Valtrude, who was sinking, and Jonah shone her eyes "wow, sloppy".

    "Well, it''s been good so far. Thank you, I think they liked the way you did it and the skill with subdivine spells (immortality spells)..."

    "It''s a nuclear weapon, what about the brave man?

    "Well, that''s the tip for sure...... I didn''t think that would inspire you to like it"

    "Surely you don''t know what you''re talking about when you go to threaten me and they propose to you."

    Regardless of Yut''s deeds, the intention is known only to the same visitors. Sometimes there are no dead, and Acorn is somewhat positive about Yut''s behavior.

    More importantly, it is clear that the ¡°threat¡± is a counterattack to what has been done to me.

    Even if I know it''s something I shouldn''t do, I can''t stop my cheeks from loosening.

    "But you''re uncomfortable. If you''re a brave man, I don''t think it''s weird to say no more completely."

    That leaves the indissoluble in the response to Verga.

    "Right. You can''t choose between Val and Akane, so it doesn''t look like you chose both immediately."

    "I have a lizard?

    Instead, I can''t tell you that they let you choose both.

    "Okay. They''re taking hostages."

    "Have you been weirdly influenced by Zhuyin?

    "That reaction, even if you don''t say it''s the right answer, you''re bluffing.

    Bad for Jonah''s education, he turns his gaze on Acorn, but he is spotted lightly.

    "This is why my childhood friend..."

    "The hostages?

    To the words, Valtrude stood up completely.

    "What do you mean, Yut?"

    "No, not exactly that someone is in crisis..."

    Yut sighs that you can''t hide things. But in a way, I''m sure you''ll feel lighter.

    "I was told. He''s got a tip for getting back to Earth, so he wants to come visit us in the capital."

    "Brave man... Because of me..."

    "Not all of them, I hope."

    Yes, while I cared about Akane, I missed the seal ring that Verga gave me.

    Now, there''s no opposition coming from anywhere.

    "Hey, Yut..."

    A recovered Valtrude asks Yut, still unable to face him from the front.

    "The truth is, what''s going on back home?

    Yuut lost the means of return because of the collapse of the obelisk that was beneath this falve. Now, I''ve heard about developing a spell for going back and forth, but it''s too advanced to know exactly what it is except for this great mage (Arch Mage).

    "It''s bad for Zhu Yan... I''m going to start with a spell similar to Mindfulness (Remote Site) where I observe what''s going on over there"

    I haven''t finished it yet, but Yut smiled bitterly as he watched Miller of Far From resting in a corner of the room.

    "Beyond that spell, you have some idea what''s happening on the other side in Sense Magic?

    "I guess I plan on doing that. If I just left, I''d think I''d be able to handle it with my strength moves now..."

    "You said no, didn''t you?

    I smiled, and they refused me lightly.

    "So I don''t know what tip, but I can''t reject it altogether"

    "From the beginning, couldn''t you have talked to me?

    It''s Yut''s decision. I guess there was a deep reason. Even if we know that, Valtrude can''t help but say.

    "Sure, Valko''s right. But I can''t believe I was proposed by that empress."

    It''s too bullshit and unrealistic.

    That being said, there was no word to give back to the Valtrudes either.

    "Hey, brave man. You think I''m making a big deal out of this?

    "The Empress herself is coming this way... for God''s sake, you just don''t do it anymore. Hey, Val?

    "Right. Sure, it was evil, but I didn''t feel so heavy from that woman that she called me a demigod. I don''t think there''s any reason why you shouldn''t go out in perfect condition."

    "Even though it was in that state, Disintegrator was played..."

    "Ah. Well, thank God."

    I''ll attract Jonah, who looks shocked, and brush her head to pieces.

    "Next, let it disappear"

    "I''ll buy that intention"

    "I wonder why Jonah is so radical..."

    "Well, you can rest assured for a while"

    "I don''t know if I''m going to decide that... In the meantime, I guess I''ll talk to Prince Alsace and the Chancellor of the King''s Capital."

    Needless to say, the head of the enemy suddenly appeared unheard of. The report and the consultation will be important.

    Even Arcia nodded thinking so.

    But Yut was further ahead - reading through the intentions of Verga, the empress of the demigod.

    For this reason, the housekeeper of the Count Istas family said nothing to the members gathered in the office on this day, and disappeared for a while.

    "We''re going on a journey. Don''t look."

    Leave only such a note.

 93 2. East

    "As for me, I don''t care."

    In sight, empty. The blue sky on one side is wide open.

    Sleeping on the carpet, Yut heard Larsia lying beside him without asking.

    "Are you glad you left without much explanation?

    "Not the best, but it''s the better"

    With Yut and Larsia on board is a carpet of little magic fixtures about two meters square. It''s called a flying carpet.

    The fastest sky journey in the Brewers was achieved through regular use of Accelerator.

    "What are you talking about?

    "In Sejour, the king''s capital, by now, Verga was sending a messenger to marry me."

    "Uh. I was listening, is that really what''s happening?

    "Oh. And you must be full of mistrust for me."

    There is no trouble at all, and I carry the dried fruit I bought at Folio-Farina, which I stopped by along the way, to my mouth.

    Of course, that''s not all I bought in the world''s largest city. The shopping of fate, in the bag of infinite storage, awaited its turn.

    "Normally, isn''t that also a messenger of peace?

    "Peace? The Verga Empire?

    You didn''t have that idea, Yut laughs. Probably the same with the other guy.

    I take the kingdom of the Verga Empire because I want it. That''s just it.

    "Huh. So, at that point, are you okay to leave the country?

    Larsia also continues the conversation as she throws dried fruit into her mouth.

    "It''s not okay, but here''s what we''re gonna do."

    "As always, Yut''s a hard man to talk to."

    "It''s easy to understand. I''m going to talk to you in order."

    She gently flushed Larsia''s complaint and Yut opened her mouth in a relaxed position.

    "When this happens, of course, we''ll be contacting you. And yet, the party is missing. What do you think''s gonna happen?

    "Are you sure you want to get married?

    "I won''t. If you''re really talking about getting married, you don''t have to sign up in the first place. Now, you can go to the Imperial capital Verga or anywhere and make a fait accompli"

    I''ll tell you myself, I''ll put my face on that future projection map.

    "Oh, I see. Then the inquiry itself becomes an evil one."

    Larsian opponent, Yut woke himself up on the carpet with a slightly disgusting feeling that for some reason the story would be easy to do because it would go smoothly.

    "Yes, yes. So, the face of the Count Istas'' house really doesn''t know where I am. It''s a big mess by now."

    "Do it. Guess I pissed off the Great Mage (Arch Mage). You''re gonna be a dragon on our territory and attack us, aren''t you? So that''s what''s gonna happen."

    "I''d like to protest whether my publicly perceived image is like that, but more or less, I guess so."

    After finishing his explanation, Yut now poured water out of the leather bag.

    We''re going to take a break in due course, and if we get down on the ground, we can replenish it. For this reason, do not hesitate to rinse the sweet lazy mouth with fresh water.

    "So, for once, you''ve accompanied me, the evil leader, who''s not very involved in the table."

    "That sort of thing"

    "For a while, you wanted to get away from Val and Acorn and Arcia and Yona, that''s not what this is about, is it?

    "You bet."

    Strength or nothing, Yut flatly affirmed.

    "Wow. You''re ready for something."

    "You''re responsible, but, well, you''re my favorite person."

    "Say something disgusting, can you stop it?

    "Yeah. Don''t say it in the face. Die."

    Finely separated and reluctantly malicious, at the next moment, we point our fingers at each other and laugh. To Valtrude and Acorn, it would be an incomprehensible sight.

    "Well, it sticks with Val, but it''s a lot of progress compared to when he said he was going home."

    "Right. Now it''s Larsia''s turn."

    "Hey, that''s it, come on"

    Now Larsia gets up and starts talking.

    "Bold Iron Castle''s Crystal Iron Castle is doing better than I thought. There''s been a lot of contacts, and you''re on a wave of business expansion."

    "So it was also a good encounter?

    "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

    "Oh yeah..."

    "Yeah. If I watched that, something, like this, satisfied? Achievement? That''s what I''m feeling. Egg had a girdle, and Yut decided to be ready for something. Don''t you care about me?"

    "Ooh..."

    Wouldn''t this be a bad idea?

    On a magical carpet that''s adjusting both temperature and wind, a nasty sweat flows down my back.

    I''m too ambitious.

    "If you continue to grow, you will be appointed councillor of Hardenturm."

    "I''m not being civil oppressed."

    This is bad.

    We have to do something about it......

    "But the odds of meeting a meadow species (Magner) on this journey are low..."

    "Of course you do. What are you talking about, Yut?"

    When they say it out with their crushed eyes, they remember guilt as a glimmer.

    "Women''s Luck" earned as a reward for defeating Il Canjual. Did you tell God that you were yourself?

    That''s what I was about to say, Larsia''s eyes began to taste serious and prepare her weapon. Slightly late, I also notice Yut.

    Red Dragon?

    On the way to the magic carpet, I saw a black shadow.

    Because it''s still far away, it just looks like a small shadow. No, I don''t doubt that being visible at this distance is huge.

    "This is my distance."

    Even in front of a scarlet monster over 10 meters, it doesn''t look disturbing. On the contrary, he turns his belligerent eyes to the dragon as he retrieves the spell document, saying it''s going to be just the right amount of free time.

    "Thundergod descends."

    Rising on a magical carpet, Yuut covered his entire body with eight pieces of paper cut from the spell document.

    It emitted blue and white light at the same time, absorbed into the surgeon''s body, bringing together the source of wind and thunder.

    A theoretical spell of the eighth ladder that welcomes the power to manipulate lightning over the source world of wind and allows its exercise for a short time.

    If you hold your hands together as if you were pushing even on an invisible wall, a plasma-like light gathers in between.

    Thundergod''s Hammer, Thundergod Weapon.

    A handful of likely thunderstorms were abundant, and still hundreds of meters shot through the distant red dragon. A growl similar to the curse echoes in the wind.

    Stimulus odor can get into the neighborhood, but I don''t mind the yut, it will thunder twice and three times.

    The Red Dragon twists itself, or suddenly accelerates and decelerates to avoid thunderous hammers, but the giant can''t possibly be so clever to fly, and one scale after another, like red balls, also creates a rupture in the burning wings.

    "Gahhhhhhh"

    He is unilaterally molested, despite his attempts to put down an iron hammer for territorial vandalism.

    In that indulgence, Red Dragon raised his grudge again.

    I just overheard it and my flesh was stiff and my soul was shattered and scattered roaring.

    But - they were too bad.

    "You''ve come just the right distance."

    The magic carpet kept going, so my distance became clogged and fleshy. The rampant Red Dragon opened its huge mouth as it entered the range of flaming exhalations (firebraces).

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    But that''s the same thing for Larsia.

    He was waiting. As soon as he could connect the arrows, he released as many as five to continue standing in about ten seconds, all of which pierced the oral cavity, eyes and other steep points.

    Red Dragon movement stops for a moment.

    But I couldn''t bring it back from there, and it fell in a conical rub.

    "Ooh. Sticky Sticky"

    Still, Red Dragon manages to diligently move his half-breaked wings and try to escape. Desperately, of things that go back to the nest hole to rest their bodies and heal their wounds - it ends up just telling them where the treasures they''ve saved are.

    Yut and Larsia naturally caught up, stabbed a thorough thorn in the nest cave, and stuffed the diminutive treasure into an infinitely stored bag.

    "It''s before you go to Li Kutua, and you''re on edge with the dragon"

    "I don''t think that matters much."

    Tapping lightly like that, the two return to their empty journey.

    Towards Li Kutua, a place inhabited by dragon men (Draconut) from seven islands at the end of the far east.

    It was now more than a decade before that vicious red dragon arrived.

    Though the Crusaders were initially formed in plea to the Lords, it all failed. Every time there was retaliation to be wielded, the inhabitants of the surrounding area had reached the frontier of giving up.

    Red Dragons, however, did not do anything like plunder from poor villages, and their desire for treasure seemed to be fulfilled elsewhere (it is not uncommon for dragons to compete with each other over each other''s treasures).

    What I asked of the surrounding villages was sacrifice.

    It also sacrifices its neighbors by giving in to demands rather than just satisfying their appetite. Seemed to find joy in its bitter juice and giving up.

    Still, if sacrifices are made regularly, at least survival is allowed.

    The ability to migrate, the power to fight dragons. A powerless people who have nothing but to keep their heads down and live in awkwardness.

    Even on this day, there was a group that carried new sacrifices and slowly ascended to the nest hole in the mountains.

    The girl on board had tear marks that could not be hidden by crying or makeup, but the look on her face is clear now.

    That''s why the villagers who carry them also recruited bad luck - such humidity was the story until they entered the nest hole.

    A nest hole in which sacrifices are made.

    There was the wreckage of a red dragon that burned unbroken and was shot through the steeple with arrows.

    I can''t accept reality. No, I can''t believe it''s real and the movement stops.

    But that''s a preface to joy.

    At the same time as the whimpering of the sacrificial girl, the voice of joy echoed through the dark and deep nest hole.

    After a long period of brutality, they were finally saved.

 94 3. End of the East Li Kutua

    "I''m glad we got there, but you totally missed the time to get off"

    "Well, it''s a flash to go home on Moment Travel (Teleport), and let''s go easy."

    Yuut smiles back bitterly at Larsia, who says lightly in the lack of reading of the air characteristic of the meadow species (Magner).

    Keep flying on the magic carpet day and night, about a week.

    There have been no incidents such as this since the first encounter with the Red Dragon. I just continued my empty journey and finally arrived on the island at the end of the east when I was getting tired of it.

    Far from Falve, far enough away to no longer receive the spell of Message.

    If it''s by land, ten times that. Despite treading a distance that would take more than a month even by sea, Yut was too long and unhappy.

    You can manage your return journey with Moment Travel, as Larsia says, but you probably won''t get home once or twice.

    Far away, the end of the east.

    Still, we got there.

    Li Kutua.

    A completely different cultural island nation, present in the far east of the Brewers.

    Many of the inhabitants are subraces with some dragon trait in their flesh, called Draconuts.

    Hundreds of years of war will never end while pinching a few small pauses. Recognized by five ancient dragons, they gathered three jewels and fought as long as possible as only one dragon emperor.

    "You went a little too far inland. Hey, should we go back?

    "In the meantime, why don''t you come down?

    "Let''s not just hit the road."

    The opinions of the Rakuten family Larsia and the prudential Yut are nowhere to be confused. It can also be called a good combination, but the two of us can''t even conclude alone.

    "I don''t mind. Still, it''s all mountains."

    "It''s fresh because we just crossed the ocean, but just don''t have trouble distinguishing it"

    The Yuts had taken considerable altitude so that they could not be easily found by the local inhabitants.

    Even though it''s harmless, it''s in the same condition as a clandestine immigration. Until we gather the information exactly, we want to avoid bad contact.

    "If you keep going up there, the carpet will burn."

    "It''s not made of wax, you''re gonna be okay"

    With such a light-hearted slap, Yut thinks about what''s to come.

    My personal shopping motivated my visit to this far eastern land in the first place. Specifically, rice.

    Rice that barely comes in, even in the world''s largest trading city, Folio-Farina. This is the region of Li Kutua.

    Rice, the staple food, is rarely turned to exports because of the ongoing fighting, and the deal itself is limited. In the first place, there is little demand per se, as it is not something that is rarely weighted.

    I mean, I exist, but I don''t get it.

    As a result, he went on a journey to buy as many bags as he could with infinite storage.

    There was also hope that Japanese-style seasonings such as miso and soy sauce would not be available only for rice. In regards to these, it is actually quick to check on the ground.

    "I mean, shouldn''t we have traveled for a big city from the start?

    "No, I didn''t want to change my latitude if I could."

    "Well?"

    "No, no. If we move all the way east from Falve, maybe the climate''s about the same, right?

    "You think so?

    "If the climatic conditions are similar, maybe even Falve can grow rice"

    "Hmm......"

    Larsia slowly chews on the meaning of Yut''s words.

    "You don''t want to go home to grow your hometown food."

    "Not that you don''t, but you should feel free to get it"

    Off sight of Larsia, Yut says as he observes the forest under his eyes.

    "Besides, rice has no contiguity problems, and the yield per area is excellent. I''m not going to change the staple foods, but if it''s popular, it''s beneficial."

    "Well, is that what you decided to do?

    "I''m annoyed. Damn it, get married. Otherwise, I''ll call Askarid back."

    "Stop that normally"

    "Yeah. Sorry......"

    Askarid is one of the same meadow species (Magner) as Larsia, who had been asked to search for Prince Alsace. So I had a chance to get to know him... he was a hell of a money-keeper.

    And Larsia, who was well-feathered, became the target, in scattered eyes that Jonah could not tell.

    "Oops, there''s like a decent way to go"

    Larsia, momentarily oblivious of its trauma, points to a point that is from the magical carpet.

    Yut only heard the results, saying he wouldn''t know it with his own eyes anyway.

    "Which way is it going?

    "Mm-hmm. You''re extending north and south."

    "Which way to go......"

    "Oh, wait. There''s a couple of horses running from the north."

    "That''s good, but I don''t know where I''m going. In the meantime, do you want to follow that horse south...?

    In an attempt to draw that conclusion, further information was brought by Larsia.

    "Something feels like someone''s being chased... don''t be so fast all of a sudden"

    "You''re not gonna die if you fall."

    "No, I guess that''s just how dangerous this height is"

    The current height would be dozens of meters from the ground. Die without question. Normally.

    Despite that state of affairs, Yut manipulates the magic carpet to the group of riders that Larsia pointed out.

    A few minutes later, he could also hear the sound of a horseshoe beating the earth, so that the situation could be clearly discerned even in Yut''s eyes.

    "You look like a girl being chased by someone like a dragon."

    "That must be the Dragon Man."

    It''s the first time I''ve actually seen it, but it''s really distinctive.

    The whole body is covered in black scales like dragons, with thick tails as well. The head was also of the dragon. It seemed to scale down, with small horns growing and eyes on the left and right.

    They don''t have wings and appear to be armed with thin armor (Lamellar Armor) and Long Spear.

    On the other hand, few such characteristics are seen in women being pursued.

    Slightly, to the extent that something like a horn is growing. He cuts all his wet feathery hair into short bobs and clings desperately to his horse in a witch outfit called Scarlet Thousand Early.

    "Dragons ride horses, too. Well, that''s good, but naturally, you help a woman, right?

    "Firewall"

    Not answering Larsia''s confirmation, Yut calmly cleaves four pages from the spell document and installs it between the woman in the witch outfit to be chased and the dragon men to be armed.

    Suddenly a wall of flames appeared about two metres high, and spread all over the road, which separated those who pursued them from those who pursued them.

    Yut moves the magic carpet forward to the woman who is pursued as she is.

    "I''m a traveling magician named Yut Amaxa (wizard). I saw a woman being chased from above and let her intervene - but not on either side."

    Listening to that statement, the witch dressed woman turns her eyes round. Naturally. I was just thanking God for the blessing, because I''m about to be removed from the ladder.

    "Sounds yuut or something......"

    To that response, Larsia cannot forbid sympathy either.

    But like the leopard demon Dopragebel, it''s the Brewers who also have the kind of creature that photographs someone. The principle that judgment should not be made by appearance is well imprinted.

    "I don''t know which is righteous, but first, I want to know what''s going on. It''s not a bad idea to be on your side."

    Of course, there was the bottom line that you might be able to get a rice buying route by taking sides with one of them, but Yut only speaks for real.

    The strong and the weak are obvious, but they don''t even think it''s the same as the right and the wrong.

    "If it''s irrelevant, leave early"

    "That''s right. You can''t put your shoulder in a dirty fake dragon man."

    Yet all you hear from beyond the burning wall is such aggressive language.

    "I can''t explain it right now, and I can''t thank you, but please help me, curser. I can''t let them catch me."

    "Look, in the end, this is what happens."

    With his mouth he said it seemingly painfully, but still Larsia waits and releases an arrow into the mountains.

    The arrow - even though his gaze had not passed - plundered the nose of exactly three horses and stood on the ground.

    "That''s a warning. You know what I mean, right?

    "... I''m pulling"

    "Dear Hiuki!

    "Pull."

    It is an inadmissibility, but in the end, two of my men also followed its life.

    "Amaxa? I remember your name."

    Shortly after that, the sound of the horseshoe sounds, gradually moving away.

    "Typical."

    Nor does Larsia''s name reach the man who named him Hiuki.

    At that point, Yut lifts the "Burning Barrier" spell and shifts his gaze to the woman who was to have helped as a result.

    "Thank you so much"

    ''Cause I''m on my way.''

    Get off each other''s rides and exchange words.

    "In the meantime, can you tell me where the big city is headed?

    "Huh? Um..."

    I guess I thought they''d ask me what was going on. A witch dressed woman can''t hide her confusion in Yut''s question.

    In addition to that, the question itself had problems.

    "There is a city called Gojo, the..."

    "Isn''t it the city called Gojo that those guys ran away from?

    "Yes, you were right..."

    Now I can''t help but say it.

    "Well, as long as I know where it is, I can handle it."

    But her confusion doesn''t reach Yut.

    Perhaps it''s only natural for this great magician to come up with a number of measures, even if it''s just spells prepared for the spell.

    Seeing such a yut, Larsia put out a help ship.

    "But I helped. Are you sure it''s over?

    "I''m not the one who decides that."

    Hilariously, turn your gaze to the woman in the witch outfit.

    My name is Kagra.

    "That''s an unusual name. Oh, I''m Larsia. I don''t know if he''s over here, but he''s a meadow species."

    "Yes, we see meadow species on this island from time to time"

    A polite, nurturing phrase.

    Shrine - Yut makes a guess as to whether he is an associate of some temple. At the same time, I recall that there are many mysteries in this Li Kutua custom and that even pluralism and daisy could not be examined.

    "I, as I just named it, yut. A traveling magician. If possible, I''d like to hear about this neighborhood..."

    "Actually, we have to get back inside right away."

    "Well, I guess so"

    Maybe it wasn''t just to escape the dragon men named Hiuki and others who were flying horses. That''s why I hesitated to go deeper.

    There will be circumstances where we have just met and cannot speak to the inept leftovers.

    Yut''s worries also made sense to the daughter in the witch outfit who named her Kagra.

    She nagged and frowned at the idea, but it didn''t take long either.

    He raised his face as he had decided to, and opened his mouth looking directly at Yut from the front.

    "I have a favor to ask, Master Yut"

    "Depending on the content..."

    I sigh when I just came to buy rice but I got into trouble.

    But this is Yut''s lack of recognition.

    Nor does Larsia, who accompanied her, expect it to end just by going and coming back.

    "I have a situation in which I''m involved, so would you mind accompanying me inside, if I may? Thank you both for earlier."

    "That''s good, Larsia"

    For once, I had taken confirmation from my fellow travellers, but Yut had already decided to follow.

    Either way, we need to negotiate with someone. Then it would be easier for someone who already sells thanks. In case it''s a hands-on trap, I''m confident I can cut through.

    "Ainya. I''ll go to the city with that gojo. So I''ll take care of it."

    With that said, Larsia ran north without even hearing Yut''s reply.

    "As always, he''s a free dumb one"

    Yut, too, just drops it off lightly.

    "Um, are you sure?

    "Because there is a way to stay in touch. Then I''d like directions."

    "Yes..."

    Thus, the two went further south down the street and along the way they entered the sidewalk and proceeded through the woods, crossing the mountains and arriving in about two hours to the settlement that Kagra called inside.

    In a rare combination of horses and flying carpets.

 95 4. Inside the Dragon Man

    Kagra, are you all right?

    The man who welcomed Kagra at the entrance inside was a man dressed in white and light shallows like the god himself.

    Tall height is not so different from yuut, but thick flesh forged. Total hair, a harsh look reminiscent of a grim rocky mountain.

    The man had no horns like kagra, just scales growing around his neck and in his hands, like white dragons.

    "No, brother. I came back to congratulate myself."

    Man who labors his sister that you had a hard time.

    Yut watched the scene in silence.

    It was shocking information that there was a victim before we met, but we can''t water this atmosphere.

    For this reason, the figure of the men who were chasing Kagra and the word "half dragon man" (Demi Draco). And it makes me think about what this sibling looks like.

    (The closer you look to the dragon, the greater, or such a value? So maybe they live in such a hidden place with only some dragon features)

    From the feeling of Yut, the word rural here is also vivid.

    If you want to express yourself in a moderate way, hideout. Quite frankly, it''s a secret.

    "They were sent by me as Kagra''s escort. Beautiful, you did your part. Proud of him."

    "... Yes"

    I guess I didn''t convince you.

    Still, she accepted her brother''s words.

    "It''s Kagra. I don''t know if you''re hands-free over there, Jen."

    "Ah, that one helped me, the curser of the journey..."

    "Right. He''s Kagra''s brother, and his name is Jinga. My stupid sister took care of me."

    "It''s Yut. Well, it''s just a success."

    Yut tells Jinga with a good posture and a low head that she will have trouble even if she is so thankful.

    Jinga, with her head up, glanced inexorably at such a mage. Sounds like you''re being trampled on, and Yut doesn''t even raise a particular protest. To such a gaze, I became accustomed to the disturbances before and after Valtrude''s episcopal.

    "More stories inside"

    But such Yut''s intentions are beautifully ignored, and Jinga tries to invite him into the interior unwrought.

    "Is that okay? I don''t even know if I can trust someone suspicious."

    "A truly suspicious man would not say such a thing"

    "Please come in, Master Yut"

    "If that''s the case, well"

    Whatever it is, you better calm down and talk. Besides, it''s odd that they say so far and shy away.

    The inner perimeter is separated by a fence to the extent of apologies, and there are no gates. Yut followed the two of them and stepped inside like that.

    Not unlike the impression from the outside, Inside could not be said to be flourishing in flattery.

    The houses standing side by side are made of wood, and many things are leaning rather than metaphors, and it''s finally time to outrun the rain dew. It''s going to collapse with a little wind.

    Overall, it seems to have coaled up and I can''t feel the vibrancy.

    It may be early, but I didn''t even think I could afford to feed my horse. Speaking of which, Yut remembers that the horse remained connected to the entrance.

    "Oh, it''s the fields"

    But Yut cheered unexpectedly at the sight he saw ahead.

    Isn''t it planting time yet? The water is not stretched and the dry soil is exposed, but one of the drawings, separated by a ", was definitely in the paddy fields.

    It''s narrow, but how much effort did it take to create this many paddies in this mountain?

    Given that, there''s plenty of room to blow away the gloom inside.

    "Then there''s a river flowing somewhere too?

    "Does Master Yut know how to make rice?"

    "Oh...... Right."

    Basically, it''s only made in Li Kutua in the Brewers. And the inhabitants of the land are mostly dragon dwellers (Draconut). Human beings and other sub-races also exist, but minorities.

    Yut''s name would be somewhat Li Kutua style, but his very existence is unnatural.

    "Explain it will be longer, so I''ll be around later"

    "Yes, sir."

    With a serious look, Kagra bowed her head.

    Such a girlfriend and the inhabitants inside who found Jinga are giving way uniformly and bowing their heads.

    (It looks like a clergy, and is it respected? Or is it a higher position?

    I feel somewhat like the latter, but I will refrain from further speculation as to whether I will know anyway if I listen to you.

    However, among the different inhabitants, there were still no such people as half dragons, and all of them only had the characteristics of dragons in part, such as horns, scales, claws, etc.

    "This is my home. It''s a dirty place, go ahead."

    Keep walking long enough and finally reach your destination.

    In the back, there is the only company in this area where the tiles have been repaired, and even Yut, who cannot be said to be faithful alongside the forest he refrains from behind, feels harsh.

    However, the two houses that would have hit the guided office were only to a lesser extent than others for being strawed.

    "Sounds like an old farmer."

    "Was there something inconvenient?

    "No, I''m talking to myself"

    Stopped by on a family vacation, reminiscent of a facility like the one in the fallen of a bungalow. I wiped my feet between the soil and then took off my shoes and moved to the back end of the furnace.

    More and more, it''s an old farmer.

    I know it''s rude, but it naturally tenses me up. Long time ago, was it due to the experience of taking off my shoes and going home?

    But that didn''t last long either.

    "First of all, thank you again. Master Yut is a benefactor of life."

    Kagra pokes her tripod and bows her head deeply to Yuut, who enjoyed the feeling of her long time ago.

    Reflectively, I even sat on the front seat to Yut.

    "Keep your head up, please. Really, it''s not a big deal."

    "I just wanted to say thank you, but I think you should refrain from doing this any more."

    "Be sure to do so"

    Hearing Yut''s fearful voice, Kagra finally rocks her cut black hair at her shoulder tip and raises her head.

    At the same time, Yut broke his leg and cut the story off.

    "First, I''ll tell you about me. In the meantime, make a decision about what you should tell them."

    Being a visitor from other worlds.

    That there is also an area in that world with a culture similar to that of Li Kutua, from which it comes.

    That I am now in this country west of the Brewers and that I am involved in politics.

    And that he who has excelled in witchcraft - is the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Don''t cover it up, tell everything.

    "My hometown''s staple food is rice, not bread. So, I came to buy a little, but I stumbled upon Mr. Kagra and baked him a treat."

    Yut closed the story like that.

    "Was it left..."

    Jinga strokes her face-length face and chews Yut''s words.

    "As you can see, there are two ways for dragon men. He who leaves the character of the dragon in colour, and who stays in part like us."

    That''s what I said, I showed you the scales on the back of my hand.

    "To put it bluntly, they - we call them True Dragon Men (True Draco) - are rulers. Let us be oppressed."

    "Is that for faithful reasons? Or are they simply stronger?

    "On both sides, I guess"

    Zenga and Kagra''s brothers and sisters are priests (Priests) serving the dragon god Bahamut, but in this Li Kutua, more than that, there is a strong faith in the dragon emperor - the legendary hero who turned into a dragon while living.

    That became the basement, and the ruler and the ruler were hierarchically divided. He also had the power to obey the majority Hanryu (Demi Draco).

    "I only know the circumstances of Kaiyang Island, so on the other six islands, it may not be the same."

    It was generally just Yut''s guess.

    "But no matter how weak your position is. No, isn''t that why they should protect you guys?

    No matter how much you look down, the strong won''t make it again without the weak. You can''t be in a one-sided relationship.

    "Ranri"

    "So you think it''s worth being targeted forcefully, in this?

    "There are hundreds of people in here, but that paddy field alone is very hard to bribe. Fortunately, however, there are water-rich rivers running near the inside. So, they''re making paper, and they''re scrubbing the paste."

    "Oh, paper."

    If the school is on track, the paper you''re going to need.

    Unexpected encounters increase Yut''s tension.

    "The secret, I can''t tell you much..."

    "Maybe a city hiuki named Gojo was forced by a dragon man to reveal his secret?

    "I don''t know. It''s just that it''s the Lord of Hiuki who commanded it, whether it''s Toga Dange"

    Toga Dange is the luxury that dominates this area, Zinga added.

    "I see..."

    The muscles are through, but not out of the blue.

    Yut, with that sentiment, turns his gaze to Kagra, who has remained silent for a long time.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Her lips trembled, clenching her fists all the time, as if to endure something.

    Now there''s more behind it than we''ve been told.

    That would be for sure.

    But do you think talking to Yut won''t help, or are you trying not to involve the benefactor of my sister''s life? I don''t know which one, but everything hasn''t been told.

    "I understand the circumstances. It''s a boarded ship, if there''s anything you can do, don''t hesitate to tell me. And since I''m acting differently with my people, I''d like you to lend me an inn to rendezvous."

    "Master Left? I can''t entertain you, but you can stay at our house tonight. - Kagra."

    "Yes, we will prepare your room"

    Kagra, who replied slightly with a bright voice, flips a scarlet and moves from the back end of the enclosure.

    "Since I work, please excuse me for this. Relax and relax."

    Jinga, who dropped off her sister like that with a warm bitter smile, also bows her head and resigns.

    Later, only Yuuto, seated at the back end of the furnace in a robe and uniform, and a burning fire dull behind that furnace were left behind.

    There are no tatami in the guided rooms, but they are plated, and they are just laid. Still, in the nostalgic Japanese-style room, that was all I was satisfied with as a yut.

    Lie down in the white magician''s robe.

    All I can say is country house, ceiling.

    I felt a flair for it, too.

    "I thought it had nothing to do with homesickness..."

    I didn''t go back to Japan.

    I''m just in a similar environment.

    Yet it was surprising to me that it moved my mind so far.

    "I was wondering if I could even make a Japanese house in Falve. No, but only me and Zhuyin are happy. Then make it a ninja mansion style attraction and run it to Larsia... that doesn''t make sense."

    Hi, I can''t get my thoughts together.

    "Well, I don''t know what to do with that..."

    Yut closes his eyes and thinks about what''s to come.

    I pulled myself away from hiding things because I expect information from Larsia. Worst of all, if we also take into account the development that there is justice for dragon men named Hiuki and Toga Dange, we will be able to cope with the situation more or less.

    The Yuts, coming from outside, have no prejudice against them.

    At the same time, there was a degree of inferiority that if you put your shoulders in the weaker one, you might be able to divide the rice seedlings and teach you how to make miso, paper, etc. ¡­

    I accidentally laugh at myself thinking about it that way.

    "With Val, it would have been easy to talk about..."

    With her, she would have sided with the weak without any stray, and the Yuts should have followed it. I have a problem, but as a leader, I have difficult qualities.

    Unconsciously wandering around the bag of infinite storage, he floats the radiant look of his fianc¨¦e - which is supposed to be - in his brain.

    Valtrude, in his imagination, was angry as a blaze.

    When we meet again, Yut hopes he''s softening it up. And you''ve never seen me face to face with her for so long, okay?

    "Dual homesickness, what am I supposed to do?"

    I smile bitterly and Yut wakes up.

    That made me smell nostalgic from somewhere.

    "This is..."

    "Master Yut, the evening is ready."

    "I''m going now"

    The robe takes off and moves in footsteps to the back end of the furnace.

    The furnace was covered with an iron pan, and for Yut, it was simmered together to create a fragrant smell.

    "It''s just a dish, though."

    While I was somewhat surprised at the appearance of the impatient yut, Kagra handed it to his benefactor by serving a rice dish - a small amount of rice, vegetables and mushrooms simmered in miso - in a wooden jar.

    "I''ll have it."

    Like a traveler who found an oasis in the desert, Yut stirred in the rice cooking.

    Little rice, not much touch because it is simmered.

    Nor can vegetables and mushrooms be said to be of good quality for flattery.

    The taste of miso was also too soggy due to Yuto''s taste.

    "Oh......"

    Still, it was a great treat for Yut. I temporarily forgot that I hadn''t joined Larsia yet, or that Zinga wasn''t present.

    In the word delicious, unspeakable emotion.

    If anyone had foreseen everything in this world, he might have said:

    The future in which this dragon man will be saved is now confirmed at this moment -.

 96 5. Infiltration

    Larsia was observing the city, climbing to the high ground and under her eyes - probably called Gojo.

    "Ugh, the buildings are all made of trees. It''s all mountains around here, and because of that? But it''s going to burn right away. Instead, it''s until Yut burns."

    I''m saying such a noise, but there''s nothing wrong with it.

    No matter how good your vision is, from where Larsia is, the city of Gojo only looks like a chunk.

    Enabling it is the Second Staircase''s theoretical spell, The Eye of the Eagle (Hawkeye). Larsia, who has multiplied her eyesight, details it without infiltrating.

    The skill of a bow in his skill as a bandit (Rogue). In addition, although it is about the rank of Mage (Wizard), it also uses physical spells.

    It would also be natural for Yut to trust him and send him out.

    "Are you walking around the city a little more dragon-headed than dragon-headed? But it''s the dragon-head who''s armed and prestigious."

    If you don''t mind, the meadow race (Magner) tells you to throw up rarely.

    The essence of the meadow species is freedom. And enjoy.

    Another reason for Larsia to favor the dragon-head - the True Dragon Man (True Draco) - who takes away the infirmity and smiles has vanished.

    "But Yut is loud about evidence and corroboration. Not at all."

    For the sake of words, let the voice be filled with joy, and Larsia begins to act.

    Larsia was now completely equipped.

    Small, light leather armor (soft leather) for meadow species causes hallucination flames to erupt by uttering the word (keyword), causing damage to those approaching. The arrow cylinder I always carry stowed far more arrows than it seemed, and I was also able to retrieve the arrows I wanted.

    The boot, which gives the wearer a splendid foothold, further stretches the properties of a native grassland species, and emits an unmatched arrow from a demonized bow that automatically avoids obstacles.

    All are precious items, but each has no notable performance.

    Like Valtrude, I never gave him a divine sword. Like Exile, he poured all of his rewards into his gear and didn''t just seek destructive power.

    Like Yut, Arsia, and Jonah, it''s not like we can do miracles.

    That''s why he became the only one of his people.

    "Ho, ho, ho"

    Larsia goes down the hill with a potentially distracting call. Occasionally serpentine, bent, hiding in the shadows. But it moves so fast that it doesn''t make you feel so low on your back.

    Arrive at the outer edge of the city of Gojo without anyone blaming you.

    On this side, we have confirmed that the slam has not spread.

    Easily jump over the moat and run up the wooden wall a few meters or so with its momentum.

    He made the landing without difficulty and fulfilled Gojo''s infiltration into the city without anyone blaming him.

    I snuck in this time with a positive offense, but there''s as much else to do. In fact, there is no such thing as a city that can prevent Larsia from infiltrating, at least not in this world.

    But this just stood on the starting line. Hidden in the shadows, Larsia took out the scroll and cast a spell.

    "" Mirrored Disguise "" Reflective Disgusts ""

    There''s no reason for Larsia to know, but I do. It''s a theoretical spell that Yut and Valtrude also used when they had a date in Falve.

    Larsia from the city''s inhabitants is the Dragon Man (Draco Newt), also known as the Dragonhead True Dragon Man (True Draco).

    It is also evident from the fact that people called different half-dragon men lie flat toward Larsia, who walks the city in dignity.

    (What is it, this city? I feel like it.)

    In the Brewers, slavery does not exist as an institution, but trafficking in human beings is not taking place.

    In the reign of the Verga Empire, rumors are heard that the conquered are being abused. And that''s true.

    Even Larsia, who knows such examples, no, that''s why I can''t help but feel uncomfortable with submissiveness similar to this brainwashing.

    The streets lined with wooden houses and shops inspired Larsia''s curiosity, and Larsia maligned in her heart that the prestigious rotten dragon head was in the way, even though the unpaved roads that sand rises when the wind blows are funny.

    (In the meantime, let''s go to a place where people are going to get together)

    Unfortunately, Mirrored Disguise can''t even correct my voice. For that reason, there was no way to negotiate and extract information.

    Hit from the flow of people and the structure of the city and reach the square of squares with a grand foothold that you don''t think is the first time.

    (Wow...)

    You can''t speak up.

    I could put up with that, but I couldn''t even contain the reluctant look.

    In the square, people gathered... no, they were gathered.

    At the end of people''s gaze, a true dragon man. And there were three half-dragon men who were slaughtered.

    (The one who showed it off? It''s a big deal.)

    Rakuten family, good luck, trickster.

    Two things happen to Larsia''s chest that she was rather proud to be called so. Now that I can, I was half serious about calling Valtrude.

    "These are the undelivered who lied and mischievously kept secret of the method of making paper, etc."

    A true dragon man wearing a blade on his feather reads out his guilt in good faith.

    "Mr. Toga Dange repeatedly asked for a secret disclosure to this person, etc. for the development of the territory. Naturally, prepare the price. Nonetheless, these guys refused. This is treason that hinders the development of the territory"

    Yes, unilaterally plead guilty.

    On a casual note, I restrained myself from gathering information, but Larsia''s laughter came up on the contrary.

    "I''ve already put it in my hands, but sin is unacceptable as it is. Therefore strike a stone, and buy the sin."

    A stone the size of a clenching fist is carried into the square.

    "Come on, let go."

    But just like that, nobody tries to move.

    That was the obvious proof that they were innocent.

    "Right or right. Do you want some?"

    In the face of a dragon man whose expression is difficult to understand, a definite blur emerges.

    If you are so pushed, there is no turning back. Fight ahead and show off the danger of throwing stones.

    Untold, body, to.

    Blunt sounds, stones that don''t bounce off the spot, people who keep throwing expressionless, dragon men who fucking laugh.

    Unexpectedly, there''s a sign of Larsia. No, the existence cancels out.

    The meadow species, no longer conscious from everything on the spot, then went into the wheel of stone throwing and took the stone.

    And I stoned him with a snap - to the True Dragon Man on the stage.

    "Bube-rah."

    Leaving such a strange scream, the True Dragon Man falls on his back. Even my teeth broke, blood flowed from my long mouth.

    A noisy square.

    But by then, Larsia''s figure had already disappeared from the square.

    With its feet, we aim for a land further behind the city, somewhat elevated.

    There, the luxury Toga family with the Gojo area as their sphere of power. There was that contemporary Toga Dange mansion.

    In a double moat, it was close to a fortress stretched out with slab walls - after all, it couldn''t have prevented Larsia from infiltrating.

    Running through the garden and diving underneath the floor, I heard evil wax.

    "I don''t know if we can get away with the" Boom Boom Boom "Hiuki anymore."

    "It''s not up to me."

    "Good. But those pairs, are they so hand-worked"

    "If I''m even ready, I''ll definitely try to pick it up"

    Hiuki glances at his admiration as a samurai.

    The readiness was worthy of praise.

    (You''re lucky to be in the middle of a report. Thanks to my daily deeds, I guess)

    While hiding under the floor, I get the impression that I don''t think I''m the leader of an illegal organization. Besides, there are actually a lot of good deeds these days, which makes the definition of words shaky.

    Fortunately, it is no coincidence that the returning Hiuki report overlaps with Larsia''s timing for infiltration. If I insist, could it be because Larsia acted quickly?

    "Well, I can''t help what I let go of."

    "We know where they live. If it is unsuitable for the Yamakata, then a certain person has made a gesture..."

    "Then no."

    I didn''t rough up my voice.

    But the words of dissent were sealed as if they had penetrated into wonders and minds and tongues had been eagled.

    "That''s not gonna happen, Hiuki."

    "And then..."

    "Take the rebels with all the armies and show them how powerful they are."

    "Now, with five hundred soldiers left behind in defense -"

    "A thousand."

    "So..."

    "It would be better if we gathered the half-hearted together. I don''t even need any food. But I forgive the looting."

    "... Ha"

    As the one who leads the soldiers, I guess there is dissatisfaction.

    But swallowed it all, and Hiuki lay flat. There, I can even feel the aesthetics.

    "Let''s find out where the jewels are and find out."

    "That''s right. I will not end up in such a land. Become a dragon emperor and conquer the heavens."

    "- Not necessarily"

    Larsia stops breathing to avoid being distracted because of the footsteps Hiuki makes to exit.

    I don''t know what it''s worth, but nobody''s ever done anything.

    (Speak the championship. Sounds exaggerated, but how powerful is that jewel? If it''s some kind of treasure (artifact), isn''t it possible?

    Well, Yut will think of the details, and Larsia concludes that she leaves the city of Gojo more slowly than she did when she infiltrated.

    "I wonder what''s going on over there. I still don''t feel like I''m missing two things right now, but it''s fun when Yuto is unconsciously getting along with a girl named Kagra."

    Of course, Larsia supports Valtrude. That''s for sure.

    But it''s funny how Yut struggles as such.

    With such ill intentions in mind, Larsia sent Yut a "Message" spell.

 97 6. Cagra Secrets

    "Ugh...... Unexpectedly, I ate too much..."

    Yuut, who flattened many cups of rice cooking as recommended, was being attacked with regret while lying in the guest room.

    Absolutely not the amount I eat alone. It should have included cagra and zinga minutes. Indeed, he did not eat all sorts of things during his journey and barely spoke of them today.

    It was also the first Japanese meal in a long time.

    Because this ugliness is not good.

    "I can''t even pay for it."

    Yut is a benefactor of life. No matter what''s inside, you''re not even supposed to take it. In the first place, is the same gold currency prevailing? Just in case, I bring precious metals and magic equipment (magic items) for trading...

    "All the time, yes. Is it time to look into everything?

    The hard-working yuut turns the page retrieving the pluralistic daiichi. What I remember is a rough item called About Li Kutua.

    Nevertheless, letters have emerged as information on parchment that constitutes pluralistic daiichi.

    Diversified Daewood of letting owners display knowledge that they can know.

    It is an excellent object that can also refer to the Earth''s knowledge, such as about carriage railways and agriculture, which I remember, but the effect also depends on the distance between the owner and that information.

    For one thing, geographical distance.

    Knowledge of a region I''ve never been to at all really only comes up with a few things. It is due to this that we were not able to do much research on Li Kutua.

    The other is the temporal distance.

    Information that is too old or too future to be consulted.

    Still, it must be convenient.

    Yut uses the spell of "Light (Light)" to turn the pluralistic daiichi.

    Well put, it was only a description such as an outline, but it would support my guess so far.

    There are certainly two types of Dragon Man (Dragon Newt), and the True Dragon Man (True Draco), whose dragon features are intense, tends to be respected.

    This stems from the story that a dragon emperor who united Li Kutua about a thousand years ago, with the protection of three jewels and five divine beasts, turned into a true dragon man.

    And the hallmark of the True Dragon Man was taken over by the Dragon Emperor''s blood muscles and seemed to diffuse.

    "Well, it''s not okay to discriminate if there''s a reason... Still, is a jewel some kind of treasure (artifact)? Besides, the protection of the god beast is close to the miracle we gave the gods...?

    Speaking of which, that gift of miracles makes me laugh bitterly that you didn''t use it in many ways. I have no regrets, but Larsia feels entertained.

    "For now, I guess I''ll wait for that Larsia"

    Earlier, Larsia had received a message that the gathering of information had been successful. We''ll collect the bandit (Rogue) later, and if we listen to the details, we''ll have all the judgment material.

    With that in mind, Yut turns the pages of Pluralistic Daiichi.

    I can tell from the fact that Larsia and Kagra are able to communicate with each other without much difference in language. Yuut, who even looked into the fact that the currency seemed to import and use Western currency and was rather likely to be pleased, fell asleep between the boards again.

    "Master Yut, may I?"

    Immediately after that, there is a cool voice from beyond the laterally open door.

    "Go ahead."

    Yut gets up quickly and welcomes Kagra in.

    "Excuse me, sir."

    She was still wearing a scarlet witch outfit, either because it was still a little cold or because she was wearing a footbag.

    The dragon witch, who came into the room with her head down, closes the door with a gruesome trick as she kneels down.

    And also, I bowed my head deeply.

    "No, you know, I''d like it to be normal if I could..."

    From Yut''s point of view, it''s not really a big deal. Trying to stick your neck in it is also a mix-up of intentions.

    And yet, I get in trouble for being made that way.

    "I want you to listen to me."

    But she doesn''t lift her head.

    I look at the floor of the board, and I complain cut.

    "As much as I talk about it, I''ll listen to as much as I can. Isn''t that hard to talk about dressed like that?

    "Excuse me, sir."

    In the same dialogue as earlier, Kagra now raised her head.

    "First, could you look at this"

    With a determined expression of something on her face, she got her hands on the kimono matching eyes, causing her upper body to fall apart.

    "Hey."

    There is no way to force him back, and Yut rushes to look away and stick his hands out to expose the wolf. For some reason, what floats behind my brain is the face of an acorn with swollen cheeks.

    "Open your eyes"

    "But..."

    "I''d really like you to see it."

    I can''t help but be told that much.

    The grumpy acorn in his brain drove him somewhere, and the fearful yuut opened his lid.

    Kagra left her kimono alone.

    But turn your back.

    "Tattoo...?

    A design that is engraved on white skin, like a swirl.

    It covers the entire back and forms a beautiful contrast with the undyed neck muscles and breasts slightly visible from the side as it is illuminated by magical light.

    "No, a magic tattoo."

    "Did you know"

    I honestly admired Kagra, but the voice was shaking with shame.

    "But it''s not like the science spell''s...?

    I can''t take it too seriously, but it was different from the magic tattoo that Yut knew.

    "The same thing is engraved on my brother Jinga."

    "Is it like a secret"

    Some barbarians who live in the South say they have a secret method of strengthening their flesh by putting a special tattoo on it. Many seem to design animals that they worship as ancestral spirits, but the details cannot be seen from the outside.

    Yut guessed it might be one of them.

    "Unseal the treasure. I hear it''s the key to that."

    "I see... and, you know, I''m sorry. It''s time..."

    Yut returned to me urging Kagra to fix his clothes.

    (It was an academic gaze. I''m not lying)

    Yes, I was making excuses for no one.

    But imaginary Arcia is laughing. With a powerful smile, even though it''s smiling. I''m afraid I''m going to get ripped off by some applause.

    "You''re not surprised."

    My own body, but no, that''s why. Kagra had an inferior feeling about this tattoo.

    Naturally the children in the water play had no such thing and had beautiful skin. I don''t have to compare, I''m weird. Yes, I have mourned myself and troubled my brother.

    "Suddenly it was better to take it off."

    "Well, that''s..."

    When they say that, my cheeks turn red when I do something bold while I do it. I was fortunate not to see that look because I am pointing the other way.

    "I''ve put something ugly in there for you."

    "No......"

    I can''t affirm or deny it, so it''s a really vague response.

    Kagra, who heard such Yut''s voice with a seemingly unexpected, and just a little happy look, softly turned to correct his residence.

    "A story from my brother earlier. That''s not a lie, but there''s something to hide."

    Because it was self-evident, Yut does not return words.

    Just shut up and wait for the rest.

    "We are a clan that manages and protects one of the three treasures, the treasure of the Dragon Emperor of Li Kutoua."

    Even so, only my brother and I are left, but I continue to be lonely.

    "These people in here, they do that?

    "I hardly know. Because the people in this room began to accept people who had to leave their homeland because of various circumstances, and they just settled in for their father."

    So I''m convinced that this sibling was respected, Yut.

    "But that hiuki and I got to know the secret..."

    "Yes, it seems that Hiuki intends to dedicate a treasure to the Lord, Toga Dange. Yes, he did."

    Before I ran into the Yuts. It must have been when her escort was killed and forced to flee. Perhaps there has been a discussion - a breakdown.

    So far, the premise.

    Not yet backed up by Larsia, but to some extent, Yut uttered the point.

    "What do you want me to do?

    My brother is dying.

    Yut raises his eyebrows to a remark that is not calm.

    "What do you mean?

    "By choosing death, you''re going to destroy the jewels and put them away."

    "It''s a waste of time."

    I won''t give you the jewels and the dots.

    That will be accomplished, but at least this inside will no longer survive. Most likely... kill them all.

    "But can I abandon the jewels and the dots so lightly?

    I feel uncomfortable making too quick a decision.

    Hearing that question, Kagra said sadly.

    "I am my brother''s spare. It also works only after my brother''s death"

    Then only the jewels will be protected. If Kagra were alive...... but.

    "And only Mr. Kagra knows that?

    "Yes."

    "Is Mr. Jinga going to ask me to escort Mr. Kagra?

    As for the inside, are you giving up? Or are you going to let them get away with it beforehand......

    "Okay. I''ll talk to Mr. Zinga, too."

    Benefits of one meal at a time¡­ not that it is a boat boarded.

    "Instead, enough rice and rice seedlings for the two of us to eat for a while as a reward for success. Then I would like you to introduce me to the route of buying Miso and other condiments. And how to make paper if possible."

    "To that extent, are you sure?

    "From me, it''s too much."

    Each of the values.

    That''s what I was about to say, and I got a second Message from Larsia.

    "Is that where you first met Mr. Kagra? So, hey, Larsia - I''m going to pick up some buddies, right?

    "From now on, is it?

    Not that it''s late at night, but the sun is setting.

    I wonder how many magic carpets are impossible.

    So worried Kagra doesn''t know about them yet.

    "Oh, yeah. Shall I come with you?"

    Yuut, who went outside with Kagra with or without a word of explanation, activates the "Moment Move (Teleport)" spell. Similar to Larsia, with the look of a mischievous child.

    A few seconds later.

    In the street at night, there was that Larsia in front of me.

    "Take two women with you at night. - See you later."

    "Ugh. Like Zhuyin''s e-mail, call me casually."

    Emails with emoticons decorating the contents of picking me up by bike because I am at the station were infrequent.

    Saying that won''t make sense, but I know and I''m saying it, so it''s no problem.

    "Ma, I''m tired for now"

    "Hey, warm and lukewarm. You didn''t have a problem closing your eyes."

    That''s not gonna be a reconnaissance.

    Meanwhile, "Moment Moving" Kagra was at the extreme of confusion.

    "From the inside, in an instant...?

    It won''t even be possible. When I thought I was in the light in front of my home, I even went out into the street. The spell of science is out of comprehension in this land where it is only known to be a curse.

    "Well, let''s move on to the details."

    Again, break the page of the spell document and activate Moment Move.

    Return to the rooms provided in just a few minutes to exchange information with Larsia.

    Are you impressed with or not being "heh" about the Kagras I heard from Yut? I was returning a raw reply.

    On the other hand, most of the information from Larsia was only corroborating.

    But... when it comes to marching, Kagra also recovers from the impact of Moment Travel in an instant.

    "A thousand armies..."

    "Well, that doesn''t matter, what do we do? Yut made up his mind."

    "I threw the whole thing. I''ll decide."

    Arms together, Yut often sums up his thoughts.

    Unless there''s more to it, numbers are not the problem. But on the contrary, there was too much for the Yuts to do.

    "I''ll talk to the best party."

    If you want, let''s pull out about a thousand troops.

    If you want the neck of the mastermind, let''s bring it.

    But a story like this would only be a madman''s dream or an exaggeration.

    How can you trust me?

    And how will you rule this land after you have left Toga Dange and others?

    This was such a difficult issue than confronting a thousand soldiers.

 98 7. Real Want (Previous)

    Eventually, the discussion with Jinga was carried over to the next morning.

    The main reason I caged in the main hall behind the first shrine I saw was that Yut was just fine because of the pile of challenges.

    "Are you a customer of Master Jinga?

    Until he came out, Yut, who had finished his breakfast, sat alone by the river flowing through the inside.

    There - is it the morning watercress - a few of the children approach me and talk to me uncontrollably.

    "What? I thought you were a good Kagra-sama."

    "Stop it, Atts will fall asleep."

    "I''m not!

    I don''t really like kids - rather, I was a yut who didn''t know how to deal with them, but the kids who cheer themselves up while I talk to them were innocent and funny.

    "Me and Mr. Kagra, that''s not how it works."

    "Deeper friends?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "I wonder why you shut up there!

    Once again, they only have some of the characteristics of dragons.

    How did you get here and how do you live? Before discussing it with Zinga, I wanted to know that.

    "Do you enjoy your life here?

    For a sudden switch of topic, the kids stare at Yut properly.

    "Well, I guess the True Dragon Man (True Draco) guys just aren''t good enough."

    That was the first boy to talk to Yut.

    "I don''t know about that, but compared to where my mom and dad used to live, it''s a lot easier here."

    "But I want some more..."

    "I don''t think I have a choice. Because when I say luxury, I don''t hang up."

    A boy called Atts sums it up in strangely well-understood terms.

    Not without dissatisfaction, but satisfied. No, I have to.

    Because the others were too harsh.

    "Oh well. Thank God."

    I took the rest of the dried fruit out of the infinite storage bag and gave it to him, while he said he''d be pissed off if he didn''t finish the watering.

    With cleverly screaming and cheering, the children draw water into the bucket and run away.

    "I wanted to talk to you."

    "I''ve been waiting for you"

    When the sun rose and the morning rose completely, Jinga appeared.

    Just like yesterday when we met, a shallow shallot on a white coat. A slightly tired colour can be seen in the appearance reminiscent of a harsh rocky mountain.

    "Mr. Kagra told me about you."

    "Left."

    "You knew this would happen, didn''t you?

    Zinga''s movement, which was about to line up next to Yut, stops.

    Hiding things himself - even if he makes a decision not to talk, Kagra will surely turn to Yut for help. While I know that, why did I forgive you?

    Zinga doesn''t answer that question though.

    Yut doesn''t seem to be obsessed there either, which raises the biggest question of going straight into the stand-alone.

    "Mr. Zinga, what do you want?

    "... I just want Kagra to survive. There''s nothing else I want."

    "Is that all you need?

    "What?"

    Yut had nothing to say to Zinga until the end.

    Don''t hesitate to pack the distance and stare straight from the front.

    "By chance, and fortunately, you''ve got a magical lamp where everything comes true"

    I didn''t think that analogy would make sense, but Yut doesn''t mind continuing.

    "I believe. Aside from not believing - that''s all I have. Shall we demonstrate for a moment?"

    On the one hand, Yut takes a little distance and then cleaves nine pages from the spell document and throws it into heaven.

    "Meteor Rain"

    There was a rip in the sky.

    There is nothing else to express. Because that''s the truth.

    A pitch-black rift in the morning sky sounded as it inhaled the ambient atmosphere, and then spewed out some rock masses.

    Just enough rock mass to be seen from the ground.

    At the same time, the birds were feathered.

    A group of meteorites summoned from the world of stars fall into the forest surrounding the inner perimeter, trembling the atmosphere and becoming a physical shock to ravage the surrounding area.

    The twirl comes from the inside too, but I couldn''t afford to care less about it.

    "I''ve handed it down, and I don''t think there''s any damage, especially to farmland or anything...... did you understand?

    "Lord Yut, what the hell..."

    Who is it?

    Travel curser. Guests from the Gentiles.

    I was wondering if he was quite the operator because he said he helped Kagra to his hiuki opponent, but now the fact that happened in front of him is, what the hell?

    "Reality?

    Bad nature for a dream. Assuming it was real... I just thought it was the work of those who transcended people''s knowledge.

    That''s what this boy caused in front of me.

    I didn''t know, Jinga was stroking the scales around her neck. Habits when thinking about something. Now repeat the unconscious behavior that should have been corrected by the late parents.

    "It''s real. And this is the starting point (starting line)."

    The incarnation of the dragon god or the use of the devil?

    Zinga was hearing the sound of her common sense breaking down.

    "You want to let Mr. Kagra get away with this? Fine, let''s take him somewhere in Li Kutua and elsewhere."

    I even smile, Yut asks.

    "Let''s destroy a thousand soldiers, coming into this? Or do you want to make Toga Dange a deceased? Mr. Kagra and I are talking about the reward. I''ll do what you want, Mr. Zinga."

    If Acorn was watching, a mean enough question to be slapping him in the head and making him stop.

    But unfortunately - on this occasion, no one can stop Yut.

    "But can Mr. Kagra, who escaped alone, be happy to fulfill? What the hell happens to this neighborhood after you wipe out the soldiers and cause a blank of power?

    Deny the solution while proposing it yourself.

    It''s all about touching this core.

    "Or was I going to die, so it doesn''t matter what happened later?

    "I..."

    What did you want to do?

    Though the benefactor of my sister''s life, why can''t I get angry when the younger man just met me so far.

    Zinga thinks.

    Caress the scales and think so deeply that you don''t realize it.

    And I got it.

    "Did I want to throw it away?"

    I inherited it from my parents, as well as the role of treasure keeper.

    It is also our duty to protect the people inside.

    Not even my sister.

    Did you want to throw it away and be free? Did you want to die?

    "Is that what you want?

    "No..."

    That''s not all. That can''t be it.

    So much despair, I mean......

    "In the alley it is said that those who gather the three jewels will become dragon emperors, but in reverse order."

    "Reverse?"

    Even if the subject suddenly changes, there is no confusion in Yut. Just accepted and encouraged ahead.

    "Yes. If a fitting figure emerges to become a dragon emperor, if the administrator acknowledges, the treasure will be presented"

    I am not a dragon emperor because I have that in my hand.

    Because he deserves to be dedicated to it, he is recognized by everyone as the Dragon Emperor.

    "I was therefore disappointed in this homeland, where it did not appear. I wanted to throw it away."

    Think of it, Zinga''s behavior was chipped.

    I put her in danger by putting her on the negotiating table with Hiuki, thinking she cared about Kagra.

    Even if Toga Dange is watching me, I''m not trying to prepare to escape or intercept him, I''m just spending some time caricaturing.

    To the inhabitants of the inside, whether or not you are giving an explanation.

    On the surface, he was calm.

    Therefore, his self-immolation, unnoticed by anyone, progressed - showing off the sight of a realistic detachment from Yut, which also collapsed.

    "Right. What I want, it must be..."

    Neither can I.

    I told Yut a dream story.

    "Be... I see"

    Like being poked into the void, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) boy gives a surprised look.

    Just being seen this was worth saying something unscrupulous.

    It was a zinga that was so full of little vengeance, but I round my eyes when I hear a response.

    "Can you manage the forest or something? Then that''s fine. But please persuade me."

    Rather a boat across, Yut was smiling.

 99 8. Real Want (Medium)

    This battle - no, it can''t even be called a battle, just logging was supposed to be complete with nothing wrong.

    Go to a settlement of fewer than a few hundred people and get the legendary jewels.

    Lead a thousand armies to exchange it in order to show glory to the heavens.

    If it''s me, there''s nothing wrong with it. That''s what Hiuki, a warlord serving Toga Dange, thought.

    And it wasn''t overrated or overconfident, it was a pure fact.

    If you are a normal opponent.

    First, I stumbled on the formation of an army.

    No matter how prestigious it is to show, it makes no sense to operate soldiers of different degrees of practice together.

    Therefore, he intended to lead the half-dragon men (Demi Draco) collected by the skilled soldiers extracted from the core of his own direct soldiers and those borrowed from Toga Dange, and to depart late.

    The purpose can only be done by direct soldiers.

    Half dragon people, etc., should be busy later.

    The plan was attributed to blisters by suddenly pouring heavenly falling stones.

    Sudden natural mutations make it possible to hear anxiety about troop movements not only from the half-dragon men, but also from their immediate soldiers.

    Heaven is angry at the dragon emperor for not following his will.

    This is a fluent flurry of gossip spoken by Larsia, who received Yut''s intentions - a mild harassment for us - but we can''t afford to look that far into Hiuki.

    In the end, I had to put the dull half dragon men in the lead and amulet them as if they were going to chase me away.

    There were a number of troubles associated with the problem of food, such as being hit with trouble as planned by Toga Dange because he is the Lord, but he also set out.

    The Hiuki army faced new difficulties when the road was going well as a lie and it was time for morale to finally turn from negative to positive.

    About an hour has passed since the march to the woods began, and incredible reports have jumped in.

    "A lion?

    "Ha."

    Driving the vanguard into the woods, Hiuki himself is in command from the rear. A transmission jumped into the main unit.

    To the True Dragon Man of the Order (True Draco), Hiuki on horseback inquires with a gaze and tone of even killing intent.

    "A lion has suddenly appeared above the shadows and is attacking our army. There are no dead on your side, but the damage is immense."

    As a true dragon man of the decree, there is no other way to report exactly how grumpy the general may be.

    "The work of a curser called Amaxa."

    Hatefully, Hiuki squeezes the horse whip in his hand.

    The absence of the dead is, on the contrary, abominable. If you become a corpse, you can just retrieve it, but if you are seriously injured or injured, you will need to be treated and transported, and for that matter, the march speed will drop.

    "And how many lions did you hunt?"

    "So far, not a single one"

    "Unilateral."

    Whether you''re lying about a logging that''s not a battle, or you don''t know what''s going to happen on the battlefield.

    Now, outside of my imagination, I would be ravaged by a beast opponent.

    "Then put the half-dragon men on the outer perimeter as walls. If you take any time, you can get stuck."

    "That''s... Apparently, those lions can''t do anything to the Half Dragon Man..."

    "Chi."

    If so, those hipsters will not be able to fight properly.

    "It also seems to be hitting from the shadows of trees and the remains of heavenly falling stones, and we are in a state of panic"

    "Okay. Step forward and take command."

    "Dear Hiuki, are you on your own?

    "I won''t say it again"

    The True Dragon Man of the Order quickly jumped on the horse when he lowered his head and ran the horse to the General who bound the vanguard.

    "Coming up. Something like this where you can stop."

    "Ha."

    Exactly, only the direct graduate troops have high morale and proficiency.

    Reassemble the troops according to Hiuki''s intentions, and they will also march into the woods together.

    At this time, they had no idea how many lions they were dealing with.

    Of course, there is no way that a lion lives naturally in such a forest - it was invited by the Invitation of the Lion of Heaven (Beast Lands).

    Once upon a time, when he drove away the crystal-eating monster (Quartz Beast) that was nestled in the mine of Mainz, he brought in a herd of eight heads.

    This time Yut exercises his spell as best he can, and the lions of the heavenly species unleashed in this forest extend to forty bodies.

    It''s not just a beast. It is a lion of the heavenly species inhabited by the wilderness of the Holy Beast that exists in the heavenly realm where the gods dwell.

    Therefore, we can understand and carry out orders that only true dragon men should be targeted, and moreover, that the dead should not be given as much as possible.

    Even without Yut''s own hands, it was enough to flirt with a thousand troops.

    Besides, this is just the beginning.

    With Hiuki in command on the front line, the loggers, who managed to avoid collapse, go on through the woods, albeit doing much damage by shielding, rejecting and walling the half-longers so as to drive them away.

    Hours later.

    The lions'' raid stops. I managed to successfully repel the lions - and everyone thought.

    I can''t even imagine that the lions simply went back to the Holy Beast field after the duration of the spell, etc.

    Also, I couldn''t afford it.

    Lots of wounded out, putting together an army on the verge of disintegration, finally getting there, inside that the treasure is resting.

    Because there was only one person there.

    "They all gathered well in their busy days. Thank you."

    The day Yut used "Meteo Rain" to find out what Zinga really wanted.

    Zinga began to gather those who were the Lord of the Inside into the land to speak.

    Kagra is beside it, too, and Yut and Larsia are watching from a remote location.

    "First of all it''s an earlier anomaly, but it''s just like a wake-up call. No particular damage has been done. You don''t have to worry."

    For once, the confusion will subside, if Jinga says so, although the gathered people were not convinced.

    "That was Yut''s fault, wasn''t it?

    "Rather, it''s more important that someone else do it than me."

    Fortunately, the conversation between the main culprit and his friends was contained to an extent that was not audible around him.

    "More than that, there is an imminent crisis"

    "Dear Zinga, that''s..."

    "From the city of Gojo, it looks like soldiers will be sent inside."

    The reaction of those gathered was more full of giving up than of surprise. Anyway, or, as it says on people''s backs, it seems to Yut.

    "Whatever the reason, we''re the primary cause."

    "Dear Zinga, what is that..."

    "We have protected the treasures of the land, the treasures of the Dragon Emperor. That''s what Toga Dange heard and demanded."

    When I turned that down, I attacked him.

    In words, what a simple schematic. Jinga accidentally flaunts her mouth.

    "Brother...?

    "Nothing"

    That''s what I said, but we can''t all hide our confusion in the Zinga smile we show for the first time.

    "I''m sorry, but we''re just administrators. You can''t do miracles with jewels."

    "So what should I do..."

    I don''t know.

    "Oh no..."

    A desperate look on the face of despair comes from people who pretend to have been abandoned.

    "That''s for everyone to choose"

    Zinga showed three options.

    One thing is to stay in this land.

    One is to move to somewhere in Li Kutua.

    "The last one moves this Li Kutua away to the far west"

    "That''s what..."

    "I believe I can. At least we decided to leave Li Kutua"

    "My brother''s, you''re right. I will follow Master Yut to the west, too."

    Kagra opened her mouth for the first time.

    That word, which assists my brother, has weight.

    "I''m the only one who knows this place. I was just wondering when I was a little girl, if we cross this forest, if we go down this river, there will be a different world."

    Rarely. Really, rarely did Jinga wave her long and wide tongue.

    More than content, I''m surprised by the situation, and everyone listens.

    "But you can''t have an ideal home outside. In the first place, we cannot go to the outside world."

    This is Yuut, who grew up with the common sense that he could live anywhere if he wanted, and the feeling that Larsia, whose journey is fundamental from the journey, cannot understand.

    That''s why Yut was surprised to hear what Zinga wanted.

    "I don''t think it''s evil to throw it away or run away. At least we can get something that''s ahead of us."

    Regardless, there is no guarantee that it will be great.

    Zinga closed the conversation.

    "Isn''t it time for Yut to change his description?

    "Here, even if I say so."

    "But you''re talking about Yut''s spell, right? Look, I can''t believe I''m pulling you off because I''ve already done too much, can I?

    "I''m not convinced in the second half..."

    Larsia is also right.

    "I''ll explain everything later, but for now, I need a safe place to stay."

    With that said, Yut cleaves seven pages from the spell document and draws a square on the spot.

    "The Invisible Mansion"

    At the same time as the theoretical spell was completed, thick wooden doors appeared.

    "Oh, is that a spell you turned down when you tried to accommodate Prince Alsace?

    "You weren''t there for Larsia at the meeting. You knew me well."

    The people inside, including Kagra, round their eyes as to what is going on against the two of them who continue to drive normally. Jinga is no longer a place for enlightenment.

    But that''s still early.

    Behind this door exists a magnificent mansion, where all the people in this house can be welcomed for a few days.

    We can also see what''s going on outside, but only those authorized by Yut can come through this door.

    Explain it all the time, let them actually experience it, make them realize how out of the standard Yut is.

    And the day the loggers arrived.

    Yut stood alone in front of the Toga Dange army led by Hiuki.

    "Hiuki, apply to you for a duel"

    Yut, with his unfamiliar long sword (long sword) around his waist, told him so quietly.

 100 9. Real Want (After)

    "A duel?

    I say it as if I made a fool of myself while advancing the horse, but I also understood that I would have to take it.

    No matter how powerful the curser is, I can do whatever it takes to hit him with this army - apart from the truth - but that doesn''t keep him dignified.

    If this lapse is transmitted from the surviving half dragon men, it will cease to be a noise where it shows prestige.

    Therefore, what Hiuki made a fool of himself was Yut''s sword.

    It''s not as if. Amateurs alike.

    In fact, I''m an amateur.

    "Now you''re not going to stand up to me with that sword, are you?

    "Of course, I''m going to."

    There is no tremor in Yut''s voice that answers that. As usual.

    Except you''re holding a long sword, not a spell document.

    "And if this one wins, what do you get?

    "I''m the one who let the lion go into the woods. Isn''t it enough to just take the neck of an enemy like that?

    "After all, it''s you. Amaxa."

    "If you beat me, I''ll tell you where the jewels are."

    "Let''s be good."

    Hiuki rings a thin piece of armor (Lamellar Armor) and descends from the horse, dealing with Long Spear and relative to Yut.

    "Dear Hiuki!

    "Shut up and watch."

    Drink one of my men and shut him up, poking a spear at Yut.

    "It looks amateur from what I''ve seen, but I can''t help it."

    "Oh, do what you can. It''s like I can''t excuse myself for not being serious when I lost."

    "Decorate"

    The head of Hiuki''s dragon distorts into anger.

    "Why does Master Yut do this..."

    "It would be for us."

    Inside the Invisible Mansion (Clinell). One side of the wall projects the sight outside. Watch Yut stand alone in front of the army, his brothers and sisters as if to see something painful, yet not blink a blink.

    From the jut of the surgeons, forbidden to go outside, that''s all they can do.

    The reason Yut had to challenge a single hit.

    It was fundamental to the fear of the True Dragon Man (True Draco) held by the people inside.

    Some wish to remain in this. But for leaving Toga Dange''s army, it must be able to do so with an exceptional archmage (Arch Mage). Even if you stay, you''ll just be persecuted without that help.

    I don''t have the courage to leave Li Kutoua. But some want to leave this house. But wherever you go, it will be a repeat of the same thing.

    So Yut has to demonstrate.

    Tell them they''re just creatures. If you kill him, he says he''s a creature.

    It''s also a powerless, dragonless creature that even humans can beat.

    "Amaxa, you''re not going to use the curse."

    "That''s right. It''s time to start."

    "... don''t lick too much, kid"

    The whole body of the hiuki was swayed by anger, and a thin piece of armor stacked with small bills swayed.

    Seeing how it was, Yut was relieved inside that he might have succeeded in the provocation.

    If you do it right, you''re the first person you can''t win. Except for the story, of course, if you''re going to use a spell, but this time you''re not even using a spell that increases your physical abilities.

    I didn''t think that was so meticulous.

    unconsciously wet forehead sweat. The hand was already painted with a sweat of tension.

    "Coming."

    "Oh."

    Hiuki drops his hips and sets up a spear to protrude.

    Meanwhile, Yut also had a demonized long sword in front of him... but it was cruelty at a glance that I could tell from an amateur.

    (You can''t win or be proud)

    But I''m not going to have mercy either.

    As Hiuki made his way forward as he kicked the earth, he took control of the intermission at once and let his eartips go down to the throat of a bushy curser.

    That''s it.

    A spike released with the mood of tearing tore the flesh through the airways, piercing the cervical spine and bleeding like a fountain.

    Everyone was convinced that such a future - did not come.

    "Abu-ne."

    Yut was safe.

    On the brink of Hotip deciding the meat, he managed to stay intact by waving his sword off track and throwing his body out without himself or the world.

    "Dear Yut..."

    But for relief, it''s still far.

    In The Invisible Mansion, Kagra watches the duel in a clear manner. All I can do is watch.

    "Have you read it?"

    "Nothing, it''s not like that."

    There are two Yut weapons.

    One is a long sword made of Adamantine, often picked up in a red dragon nest.

    And the other is the usual white archmage (arc mage) robe.

    Demonized, this robe also has high defense performance. The avant-garde was too good to extend a melee attack to Yut, but he''s actually tougher than Hiuki''s thin piece of armor.

    Therefore, the attack on the torso was abandoned. He only squeezed it from the neck to the top, which the robes couldn''t protect, and managed to win the bet.

    (If they were after my hands and feet, I''d be done.)

    Rebuild your posture and build your long sword again.

    "We''re gonna end this."

    "Go ahead. I''m not gonna keep this one for long."

    With tension, Yut''s spirit was worn out. Totally, for real.

    But you received it as a provocation, Hiuki narrows the eyes of the dragon and, again, sticks out the spear with momentum that rips the air.

    Yut stared calmly at the tip of his ear.

    (Oh I guess I''ll die if I stab you with that...)

    I don''t know if it''s an instant death, but it would be fatal.

    Why are you risking your life in this place? Why, are you trying to show off your human power?

    (Val would''ve done this)

    Will standards be such a big deal to her?

    I grinned bitterly watching the impending death.

    It''s something I fell in love with a tough woman. To her so that she can keep her chest up when we talk about this journey. Don''t feel backwards.

    In the end, I''m doing this for it.

    It''s for your own good.

    And Yut moves his sword.

    He was unconscious, but he had another weapon.

    time spent with the Valtrudes.

    Time to keep looking at Valtrude.

    Compared to the enemies who kept fighting them, this kind of attack seems to have stopped.

    "Ah."

    Unexpectedly, there was a voice.

    A sword flash that can never be sharp. But the blow approaches the pattern in an attempt to cut off the gain, not the hiuki himself.

    Adamantine''s weapon that ignores the hardness of the object. Even an amateur yut can destroy his weapon.

    From the beginning, this development was aimed at. I don''t fight without a chance.

    But the opponent goes over Yut''s assumptions.

    "Die!

    The spear disappeared.

    No, Hiuki threw the spear away.

    On the head of the dragon, there is a smile of victory.

    The mouth protruding forward opens as that grin shapes.

    Tyrothiro and the flames were obsessed.

    Is this the origin of what was called "flaming"?

    "Master Yut!

    I''m only a bystander, all Kagra could do was scream.

    Besides, I can''t get that voice.

    But I can''t help but say.

    "Don''t die!

    "Shit, damn it!

    Yut came forward.

    The dragon''s exhale (brace) spreads like a fan. In other words, if you can''t be out of that range, the fundamentals are the least damaging.

    "Nooo."

    Rationally, yes.

    But I don''t think it''s going to happen.

    Totally void, Hiuki could only see Yut trying to get out of the book of flames and vibrate his sword like a stick.

    "I win."

    I don''t see any thoughtful movements and any noticeable injuries to Yut thanks to the robe.

    I say as I let my sword fall into the belly of the dragonman.

    No injuries because the blade was not standing, but Adamantin''s sword did pierce a thin piece of armor.

    He laughed bitterly because his hands were numb on the strong vibration, but he doesn''t realize that it''s becoming oddly awesome.

    "If you do it properly..."

    No, and the part of Hiuki''s samurai denies the thought.

    "If it''s a real battle, this one''s gonna lose."

    Anyway, they fought on this mound before they got used to it.

    You can''t lose if you have the next one, but it''s all just an excuse.

    "Kill."

    "I don''t like it. You have something to do. Do you want me to draw my men?"

    "... okay"

    The winner has brought shame to life.

    Then it is the loser''s duty to follow it.

    "Pull."

    "Dear Hiuki!

    "Pull!

    Drink one unconvincing subordinate, put the soldiers together and get out of the inside.

    "I won''t do it again"

    Confirming that the soldiers would disappear from the inside, Yut exhaled loudly, then sat down on the spot, regardless of getting dirty.

    So did you lose focus, or was that the setting from the beginning?

    From the Invisible Mansion, the inhabitants of the inside roll out with Kagra in the lead.

    "Show me your injuries"

    "I didn''t get hurt. Hey, I just lost my mind."

    I should have told you the facts in the end, but they bounce back lightly. Kagra takes off Yut''s clothes with an angry face and starts with palpation and even uses the "Cure" spell.

    Though I thought I''d resist, I found the kids inside looking at this one worryingly and declined.

    To the kid, it could have been a bit of a shock.

    ... and so on. It was a reflective yuut, but a sufficiently shocking video for everyone.

    "Lord Yut."

    Before such a yut, Jinga appears a little late.

    On a tough face from the beginning, with a strange look.

    "Oh, Mr. Zinga. To Mr. Kagra, even from you..."

    "Give me this."

    Jinga knelt down on one knee and took out with respect the fist-large object wrapped in a cloth like a baggage (fukusa).

    "Heaven, earth, man, one of the three jewels, I offer you the jewels of the earth"

    "Huh? Huh?

    Opening the veil reveals a golden jewel from the inside.

    A treasure piece (artifact) that you can see possesses powerful magic at a glance.

    Struck by its authority, everyone and he lay flat on the spot.

    Dragon Emperor said he used this to flatten the mountains and bury the sea...

    I can''t possibly accept it.

    "No, this is..."

    "At the earliest, neither Dragon Emperor nor Li Kutua had anything to do with it. Dedicated to what I admit, as I said this was its original form"

    "Me, I have a place to go..."

    "Neither Dragon Emperor nor Li Kutua has anything to do with this."

    "Oh, you did..."

    Like when Verga says no, the opponent doesn''t pull hard. When this happens, the opponent is strong.

    I just had to be on my way.

    Yut, I don''t know yet.

    The future of being caught up in a romantic commotion over Larsia and confused by circling in a falve that returned to flee using Moment Move (Teleport).

    Toga Dange was in a good mood to drink during the day.

    Yut didn''t even look into it because he wasn''t interested, but Li Kutua''s liquor is sweet and low-alcohol cloudy. I often drink it by dividing it with water.

    For this reason, drink like a bath.

    That''s not why I guess, but this luxury ruling around Gojo didn''t even notice until the intruders showed up in front of him.

    "Hey, I''m here to kill you."

    The reaper, in a high and bright voice, looked like a child.

    "What the hell?"

    Though his drunk head, Toga Dange throws down a glass poured with liquor and tries to hold the spear, but falls unnecessarily along the way.

    I wasn''t drunk until I was back and forth unconscious.

    Because a dagger (dagger) was pierced in the jaw and sewn into a tatami.

    And the dagger had blood sticking to it.

    "You can resist, but it''s troublesome."

    Reaper, who looked like a child - Larsia approached Toga Dange more slowly than ever.

    "Suspicious people are getting in so far. Yeah, yeah, yeah."

    "It''s no use. Everyone''s asleep. I don''t know if I''m gonna wake up."

    And point to the dagger in a meaningful way.

    "Hih-no."

    Larsia, smiling, finally approached the distance we could reach each other.

    "I''m already mad."

    "Nah, I remember being resented like that, etc..."

    "If you''d ruled this neighborhood properly, you''d have just shopped around and gone home, wouldn''t you? For the unrelated, Yut didn''t have to put my friend''s life on the line."

    You know what I mean? And Larsia still smiles and asks.

    When Yut heard that he would hurt his enemies with the Invitation of the Lion in Heaven (Beast Lands), he said, "Egg. That''s right, Yut. Jonah would be thrilled to hear it," he agreed, but disagreed greatly with the duel, which could hurt Yut if he took a wrong step.

    Plus, all the more so if you hear you can''t be on the spot.

    Toga Dange removes.

    Instead, Hiuki keeps him alive and minimizes confusion while keeping his hands off this one for a while.

    I accepted the persuasion that Larsia had to act differently for the plan, but the anger would not subside.

    "Such a circumstance, I know -"

    "Got it. Don''t you? Well, I guess so."

    Yeah, yeah, Larsia nods with a translation face.

    "That''s what I found out. This way."

    At the same time as proclaiming it so cold, the silver flash runs.

    That''s all that happened.

    Larsia turns back on her heels, as if she lost interest with it.

    "Ha-ha-ha."

    Thanks.

    I don''t know what it is, but it helped.

    Thrilled with joy, Toga Dange reaches for an abominable dagger that deprives him of his freedom of movement.

    No, I tried to reach out.

    "Huh?

    Thoga Dange''s consciousness is cut off without the only person understanding what happened.

    Later, he was left with the head of a scrupulous dragon rolling over the tatami.

 101 1. Guests from the land of oblivion

    "I knew my home was the best"

    After several Moments of Travel (Teleport), Yut returned to his office in the fortress of Falve.

    Loosen your uniform collar and take a breather as you divulge your thoughts like a traveling mother. It''s just a few days away, but it calms me down oddly.

    At the same time, I have a sad sentiment that I''m glad this is where I should be going.

    "Nevertheless, where did I make the wrong choice..."

    I never thought I''d be ceded the treasure ball of the earth. Rather than, I''m in trouble.

    In the meantime, we''ve been talking about transporting the inhabitants of that inner part here at the transfer gate (gate) made by Miller of Farfrom, but how did you convince them to do that?

    "Let''s be chased by life in New Heaven and Earth..."

    "What, are you nagging me?

    Bikun Yut''s spine stretches.

    I had no idea. To the voice from behind, make a rusty noise like a Zenmai set doll and just point it at your neck.

    "You''re finally home, brave man."

    "Zhu Yin, why..."

    "Well, I''ve been waiting for you. It''s settled, isn''t it?

    A brilliant girl was there, stretching her chestnut hair to the tip of her shoulder.

    Homemade made-up clothing has evolved further, from an early shape with just a ribbon on the blouse to Victorian style.

    White brim accents and is really cute.

    At the same time, it''s kind of annoying.

    "I''ve never seen that maid''s clothes before."

    "It''s a new one. In any case, I wanted to show the brave at first..."

    With such difficulty in reacting, Acorn turns to the front of Yut and observes Yut''s entire body close to close range.

    "What are you doing?"

    "Mm-hmm. You smell like another woman."

    "How do you know that?"

    "Heh..."

    Acorn movement stops perfectly. My face is laughing, but my eyes are not laughing.

    "I''d like to hear more about what you''ve been up to."

    "Ugh."

    What was on Yut''s mind at this time was that he had made an unscrupulous duel and that he was trying to accept immigrants without taking any understanding.

    Really, it''s hard to explain.

    Acorn, mistaken for a women''s relationship for that, tries to pack it even further - finally, I remember why I was packing it in Yut''s office.

    "''Cause I''ll interrogate you later, look out, look out"

    "What the fuck?

    While dragged by the acorn, Yuut is moved to the window.

    "Ah. You see some kind of ship."

    "Yes, it''s a ship."

    River of ladies flowing north of the castle fortress of Falve.

    I wouldn''t be able to see it until it was supposed to, but the sailboat is moored, so I can know where it is.

    "How dare you?"

    There''s a distance between this fortress and the river, and there''s a building in between. When that''s as big as you can see, now it''s not supposed to be the size you can float in the river......

    "Something tells me he came on that one from another world..."

    "But?"

    Encourage acorns to go ahead, which are rare to say. But I didn''t even want to hear Yut if I could.

    "Jonah shot me down"

    "... oops"

    "I managed to pick up Larsia from time to time, but someone like the princess came off the boat."

    "Oh, wow."

    Before you leave hard, another hard time.

    Where did I make the wrong choice?

    Yut looked up at the ceiling and exhaled so deeply that all his happiness escaped.

    "It''s mayhem, mayhem"

    "Yeah. It was my fault"

    "Well, anyway, they told me why Yut went on a journey,"

    "No, my outlook wasn''t good either"

    If Verga had made me feel better for a while, I would have thought there was no other trouble. Alcia, I''m sure you can do something.

    I didn''t know that there were visitors from other material worlds on such ships.

    "Ah, brave man. By the way, what about Larsia?

    "I''m still a little on the road, but let me sort things out first"

    I guess the fact that Jonah shot it off doesn''t mean that ship goes over the water the way it looks. Perhaps a dimensional navigation ship (Plain Craft) with the ability to cross dimensions.

    Though existence had been heard in a chat with Vainamarinen, he did not think it would be real.

    And having such precious magic equipment (magic items), no, treasure items (artifacts), means being quite powerful or a powerful adventurer.

    "Maybe Larsia and Exile''s old man helped, the relationship between the princess?

    "Speaking of which, not only Larsia, but Egg looked familiar."

    "In the meantime, the worst is likely to be avoided...?

    If I was bad, the future history textbook would almost say something like the Farv case that pulled the trigger of a separate world war.

    "What are they saying?

    "I''ll tell Larsia herself what to do, so if she can provide me with some repair parts for the ship at the moment, that''s fine."

    In a generous response, Yut causes suspicion on the contrary.

    That also means I''ll never go home until I see Larsia.

    "I''m very busy with that entertainment, mostly me."

    "Yeah. I''m so sorry"

    Infinite storage bag lowered from the waist. I put it in there, something I bought at Folio-Farina. Yut worried about something else, wondering if this would be all he could do.

    "So, you know, it intertwines with why I came home alone, but I kind of need to use that mirror to get back there,"

    "Can''t we put it behind us?

    "We have to bring migrants from islands like Japan. About 200 people."

    "What have you really been up to..."

    "You can''t even leave this behind, though."

    Bad for the Kagras, but I just have to ask them to wait a minute. Worst of all, there''s a possibility that we''ll have to move to Li Kutua.

    "Oh, no."

    "Because, Larsia. Jonah."

    Because there was no "Moment Travel" usage left, Yuut used the power of Mirror of Furfrom to create a Dimension Gate (Gate) and returned to Li Kutua.

    I was to be able to explain the circumstances to some extent and get them to wait while organizing the moving luggage, but there I was receiving unexpected resistance from the grassland species (Magner).

    "There''s nothing you can do about Larsia."

    "Elizabeth, right? Elizabeth came after you, didn''t she?

    "No, I didn''t ask for your name, but you said you were some kind of princess."

    "After all, you''re Elizabeth. No, definitely no."

    When I do this, I just look like a waster.

    The people inside are also paying attention by stopping working on something.

    "What''s Egg doing? Come on, already"

    "Well, if you really don''t like it, I won''t force you."

    While perplexed, Yut shows Larsia his understanding.

    However, there were circumstances that could not be done at all.

    "Something tells me Jonah attacked a dimensional sailing ship over there, so I have to at least ask about the situation..."

    "Yona, I''ll do it. But the stuffing is sweet"

    "You did it, didn''t you?"

    "... I get it."

    Good Lord, Larsia shrugged her shoulders and accepted.

    "I''ll follow up whenever I can"

    "Please, really"

    But Yut didn''t know.

    The simple fact that even if you do what you can, sometimes it doesn''t work.

    "Ah, Lady Larsia!

    mooring over the River Lady - it wasn''t a metaphor, it was really floating - the Dimensional Sailing Ship Spelllight.

    Made of steel trees as sturdy as iron, it is a glowing battleship.

    "Wow, it''s Elizabeth after all"

    "Please call me Eliza"

    Without arrows or shields, Elizabeth - Eliza ran over to Larsia.

    Within that day it became a meeting on the upper deck of the Spelllight, but it began with the unusual sight of a silver-haired queen chasing a meadow race.

    "What are you doing here?

    Larsia escapes.

    Throw away your usual smile and do your best.

    "Please don''t run away. I''ve been looking forward to this day for a thousand autumns."

    Meanwhile, is Queen Eliza not yet twenty years old? Put shiny tiara on your silver hair, pinch your skirt and chase Larsia.

    The upper body of the white dress is decorated with lace and I guess it squeezes to its limit with a corset, so thin that it seems to grab it by hand.

    A neat face is just such a beauty as a fairy tale princess herself, but now she''s giving that beauty away to desperation and walking all over the deck.

    Naturally, on the Queen''s side there are also guards and escorts wearing full body armor, but there were no signs of stopping them. Maybe he thinks it''s useless to stop him.

    "Running away from rats, the future tanuki-shaped robotic -"

    "Zhuyin is STOP. By the way, he''s an old Exile. It''s time for you to tell me what happened.

    On the deck are all the key members, except for Jonah, who is cautious once.

    The details came from him and Exile had also spoken to the Valtrudes about their relationship with Queen Eliza, but they were not in such a state that they could be heard from the parties.

    "Did you talk about how we helped the princess in The Land of Oblivion?

    "Sure, you did. But I haven''t heard anything more."

    When the Larsians returned, only Yut and Arsia were in the fortress of Falv. Valtrude is ambiguous.

    "It''s like I''ve never heard of it..."

    "I mean, that helpful princess is in power, to Queen Eliza?

    "Oh. That''s when Larsia fell in love"

    Exile says it was stopped.

    "What do you not like about me?!?"

    "My hands and feet are long! Overall Big! I don''t like it! The race is different!

    "Wow..."

    While out in the field.

    No, I shake my head that it can''t be helped because it''s an outfield.

    When we replace it with ourselves, is it like the Giant is making a confession of love?

    You won''t be able to.

    I can''t.

    "Your Majesty, I would like to ask you one thing while you cross the border."

    Yut, who promised to do everything he could, broke into two people chasing him on deck.

    "I know exactly how you feel about Larsia, but, uh, what are you going to do with the inheritance issue?

    I''m wrapped up in oblate, but Larsia and I shouldn''t be able to have kids, but I hear what we''re going to do with the succession issue.

    Queen Eliza stopped her legs and looked at this one pompously, but then responded by realizing something, "Oh, is that what you mean?"

    "No problem. There are other men in the palace."

    "... what?

    "Father is not the problem. Whoever it is, it''s my child. I''m sure Lady Larsia will adore you."

    Now it was my turn to pound.

    I can''t see the women''s faces because the content is just the content. I can''t help but look at Exile''s face.

    "Ah, maternal inheritance or something like that..."

    I manage to recover from the shock and decide that I understood it in a term I''m not sure but it seems like it.

    "It''s okay. We all love each other equally. But Lady Larsia is the best."

    "Me, you said the same thing about that..."

    Yuut fell to the deck as if he had been scored a reverse goal at the end of the game.

    "Oh, Yut is no longer useful!

    Larsia, who was taking a breath, screams.

    Will they take me away like this?

    Yes, Larsia was pessimistic about fate, but salvation emerged from an unexpected place.

    "Your Majesty, around here today"

    One of the guards, dressed in full body armor and also covered with a full helm on his head, greets the Lord with a voice as flat as a machine.

    "Stand back."

    But the queen won''t pull.

    Then from both legs of his knight, the steam blew out and flew like a rocket.

    "What?"

    If you''ll excuse me.

    Flying horizontally over the deck, the knight floated into space with his hips as if to expose the queen.

    Meanwhile, steam is coming out of both legs.

    "Hey, where are you touching?"

    "Force Majeure."

    "Absolutely, you''re lying"

    "Yes, on purpose"

    "It''s Freedom..."

    "I mean, it''s sexual harassment..."

    Yut and Akane escape reality in the rapidly unfolding, while Valtrude and Alcia look far away.

    How could you do this?

    However, I only shared this thought.

    "Excuse me from high ground. I am Batras. I am a robot serving Queen Elizabeth (Warmakina)."

    Spraying the smoke,

    "What is a robot?

    "Sure...... It''s like a small golem with a will..."

    They say it doesn''t exist in the Brewers, but in other worlds, it can be recognized as a subrace like Elves and Dwarves. I guess one of them is The Land of Oblivion.

    "I mean, a robot?

    Leaving room for the confused Yuts, Batras continued to hold the Lord in space.

 102 2. Look for the thread

    "How''s life this way after that?

    A few days after Yut transferred Jinga and Kagra''s to the Kera Forest. I mean, on the Spelllight, a few days after that fuss.

    In the end, the people inside were to move to Count Istas territory without one exception. This would be due to the activism Yut showed in the duel and the dedication of the earth''s jewels.

    He has stubbornly refused to receive it, but Zinga knew he was swayed by the request to use it to make soil suitable for rice making...

    "The climate doesn''t make a big difference..."

    "Again, I think the smell of the wind and the brilliance of the sun seem different"

    Kagra took over the words as she sent out a tea bowl brewed with barley water to Yut.

    Thank you and Yut takes it.

    At first, while living in the Invisible Mansion (Clinelle), he was asked to carry necessities from the inside to prepare the foundation of his life.

    The destination is Kera Forest.

    Migration seems to have been relatively smooth, as the dwellings of nature worshippers (Druids) were being reused by garrison troops of rock giants (Jarloot).

    However, the perception to the Zingas that they have come to a distant exotic land is faint.

    It''s natural because it''s an impossible situation that if I went through the mirror, it would have been another country. It will be from now on that we know the difference in a real way from our homeland.

    "But I don''t have to worry about being abused. That''s all we''re blessed with."

    "I think that''s a minimum."

    The Zinga and Kagra houses do not leak into examples of the dwellings of nature worshippers, simple ones with walls and roofs only. However, it seemed more convenient to assume a refurbishment.

    He built an enclosure with a penetration in the center, around which he laid a rug to create space.

    Through the Japanese-style, nomadic.

    Well, Yuut concluded that the environmental improvement was a pursuit. There are many other things to do, such as improving agricultural land and managing forests.

    "Yut, where are you?

    "Oh, Val. Over here."

    From the outside, Valtrude calls after a face-to-face encounter with the inhabitants.

    Something went wrong, but I was told I couldn''t go with him.

    Anyway, we all thought Yut was a lord. I need to introduce you to my true master, and there can be obstacles to future rule.

    Yut picked him up to the front door and the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) stepped indoors.

    In words, that''s all. But just as she went inside, it seemed as if the sun had risen bright.

    Today she is fashioned: a blouse decorated with lace on a skirt of checks. Sometimes indoors, the red beret is removed.

    As an advertising tower, the outfit given to me by Acorn. Haven''t you gotten used to it yet, there have been occasions when you move your body around with thighs, but as a yut, it''s a welcome development.

    To that novel outfit, and more importantly, to its beauty, I know neither Jinga nor Kagra will correct my residence.

    "Oh, take off your shoes."

    "Mm-hmm..."

    Before going up to the rug, Valtrude hesitates to receive the unlikely attention from her.

    With such a cute reaction, the two landlords realize that she is the one who lived.

    "Valtrude, who worships the Earl of Istas."

    "I come from the end of the east, Li Kutua, my name is Jinga"

    "Uhm."

    While receiving greetings from the Dragon Man (Draconut), Valtrude had uncomfortably repositioned his legs several times.

    I''m wearing a skirt, so I can''t wear an agua like a yurt. Just because, like Kagra, it''s hard to get a front seat.

    "Valko."

    "Whoa, it''s all of a sudden"

    A visible yuut turns to her front, hands on her side and floats her body, breaking her leg.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Kagra looked at the situation in a complex mood.

    My brother tells me that he intends to sign up for a marriage - even a concubine - to Yut. Zinga seems to think it''s the right thing to do with Kagra.

    But Kagra wonders if that''s short-circuited.

    I don''t have anyone else I like. On the contrary, I don''t have any friends my age because of this tattoo. It is popular with children and old people, but that should be excluded.

    Indeed, he is a benefactor in many ways. I owe so much to you that I cannot return it.

    It seems slightly less eye-catching, but it doesn''t look bad. He ate a crude meal that looked delicious.

    Even now, I think it''s strangely cute, for example, where I drink the barley water while it''s cold.

    That''s another story about whether Yut will be a paedophile, or a married person.

    Yes, a friend who is overbearing, but has never been. I think it''s close to the emotion of fraternity.

    So it doesn''t matter if Yut is getting along with other women.

    It doesn''t matter.

    "... what''s wrong?

    I was being molested.

    I was being jerked off.

    "Nothing"

    A re-sitting yuut asks what his gaze means, but Kagra turned around a lot.

    As troubling as it may be, the archmage (Arch Mage) boy put his head on. Meanwhile, Valtrude raises the alert level by one step. I''m not going to do anything right now.

    "Excuse me."

    "No."

    I can''t sit directly on the floor. Zinga could now understand with all her heart that this is another cultural area because of this commonplace that does not make sense.

    In that sense, Yut was out of standard.

    "But you really don''t react to anything."

    Zinga asks as she shows her hand scales. Not all of them lately, but with a rare bitter smile.

    "Scales are not comparable to lizards (Lizardmans) or fish (Sahaggins). Well, there are some species like that."

    Without a cultural background, to this extent.

    Here, the True Dragon Man (True Draco) would be more alien.

    How we have lived under narrow values.

    I am reminded of different things and at the same time I am even more strongly convinced of the correctness of my own decisions.

    "If there''s anything wrong, I don''t want you to hesitate to say it. Things have come to pass from Yut, but it is our duty to pay the price more than to have him perform his duties of managing this forest."

    I hate to waste it, but I don''t hesitate to pay a lot of money for it.

    This is a virtue, I think, Yut.

    "In the meantime, only rice is bought for a few months and it''s in the warehouse, so don''t hesitate to say if there''s anything else missing"

    "Is it just rice?

    "Yes, grains such as Ayahira..."

    "What''s that?

    It might have been different if I had consulted Akane beforehand, but Yut did not know its very existence.

    "If you need it, I''ll get it again."

    With Red Dragon funding remaining, there is still room.

    "No, I''m fine. By the way, I gave you rice and miso, will you be yut cooked?

    "I can''t cook. I think Zhu Yan can do something about it."

    "Dear Acorn...?

    "Oh...... He''s a childhood friend of mine and my own. I wonder how to cook well."

    "Is it Master Left?"

    Kagra''s eyes glowed...... I felt like.

    "For once, if you don''t mind, I''d like to come by the castle and talk to you. A lot."

    "I''ll ask, but I think you''ll be fine."

    Yuut who doesn''t realize anything and makes a cheap contract.

    Jinga secretly leaked a bitter laugh that her future was difficult.

    "Speaking of which, in the castle, what do you think the commotion is lifting?"

    To Zinga''s words, Valtrude makes a tannic surface.

    Today, precisely when we returned to the fortress in Falve, that discussion was due to take place.

    "Come on, we''ll all come up with wisdom!

    Meeting room with a long desk for breakfast together.

    There, the yuts were in full swing.

    "It''s been a long time since we''ve had this meeting."

    "If that means we didn''t need to discuss it, wouldn''t it be a pleasure?

    As the archmage and archbishop (Patriarch) sitting face-to-face chatter, the meadow race (Magner) pointedly points. Blame that lack of tension.

    "Private language is forbidden. Concentrate and figure out how to bring Eliza back to her original world."

    With the momentum of just knocking on the desk, Larsia partitions the meeting.

    "The idea of reversal. Instead, I''ll have him over there all the time."

    "You can''t just reverse it."

    Jonah, who seems to have been so pissed off by Larsia, was also at the meeting.

    Exactly. You should be reflecting, but your remarks are the same.

    "Well, it''s not like you keep flirting, but when they''re queens, that''s not how it works."

    "Isn''t it troubling that ships like that are moored all the time in the first place?

    "Me too, I hope you''ll always forgive me for the entertainment with the food"

    Jonah''s proposal was rejected in the most recent remarks by Valtrude and Acorn.

    "How about Larsia give up?

    With an ominous heavy bass, Exile utters such ruthless words.

    "Rejected, of course. Rejected. Rejected. Rejected. Rejected. Cha-cha."

    "Larsia, funny"

    "I''m not serious, either, old man. Check the basic policy."

    "Also. Think of it as someone else."

    Larsia sits somewhere in the chair, letting her mouth hang like a duck.

    "Nevertheless, if there is a proposal"

    "I can''t give you Larsia. But they want it."

    "When that happens...... What are you gonna do, brave man?"

    Acorn''s new participation didn''t make a difference coming around to Yut.

    "In the meantime, I just have to wish you a peaceful return..."

    "Right. I want to avoid being just as powerful."

    "Leave it to me."

    "Yona, exercising strength is a last resort."

    Normally, it seems like a distraction for a preemptive attack, but there is no mercy around it.

    Although it is somewhat peaceful, it could also be taken for granted if we consider the territory to be a situation in which it could be abducted.

    "I''m telling you to calm down. In the meantime, let''s think in the direction of giving you a souvenir that you can return to your country."

    "Giving Larsia away?

    "Outside Larsia"

    I''ll take Jonah, but I''m just mixing it up on the assumption that Larsia''s not going anywhere.

    If Larsia were to go somewhere, even if she wanted to, she would disapprove and run away from home.

    "Salvation is that you''re not so adamant with Larsia, except for that mighty queen."

    "But was he a robot called Batras? That robot guy was pretty weird."

    "... Better than that tremendous queen, isn''t it?

    "Sure, you didn''t call it high-pressure punishment or anything like that."

    "In the meantime, I think this is what''s happening so far"

    Seeking a decision, Yut sees Valtrude.

    "Larsia won''t give it to you. This is the big premise."

    With that in mind, Count Istas declared:

    "In time, let''s negotiate to find a drop point. Yut, Arcia, can you do that?

    "Oh."

    I''ll take care of it.

    There can''t be any other suitability.

    I still don''t see the winning chance, but I couldn''t have said no.

    "However, Larsia will also be present at the negotiations"

    "Huh?

    "I''m fine. I would never give it to you or anything. Just let them exploit their fallen weaknesses"

    "... I get it. Believe in Yut."

    The two of them hold hands disappointingly.

    "These two are spookily close, aren''t they?"

    The feeling of the acorn gained broad support, but nobody said anything about the table.

 103 3. Table of negotiations

    The meeting with Queen Elizabeth, who proposes to Larsia, took place a few days after that.

    The location is the cabin of the Dimensional Navigation Vessel (Plain Craft) Spelllight. It is also in Her Majesty''s chamber.

    "There''s definitely a back. Never."

    Believe me, I don''t doubt it, Larsia, but Yut thought it might be to the extent that he wanted to invite whoever he liked to his room.

    For this reason, I naturally drank their demands.

    "Fine, you''re sturdy."

    "Right. Instead of joints, there''s no distortion on the walls or the floor."

    Describe the truly Arsian feeling, obtained from the simulated vision by the crimson eye bands.

    The Yuts were just about to travel aboard the Spelllight.

    Similar to the look of an iron castle, the passageways, walls and ceilings on board are made of steel trees and are monochromatic in black. A magical light arranged at regular intervals illuminates where the magic is supplied from.

    The aisle is narrow and finally because Yut and Arsia walk side by side. In Exile, it must fill the aisle.

    "The land of oblivion has magic items called relics."

    "Legacy?"

    "Yeah. Powerful magic equipment left behind by the ancient magic empire. I can''t reproduce it. It''s a legacy."

    "The Land of Forgetfulness" is not a civilization progressing compared to the Brewers. However, devastation is intense, such as the aftermath of war and the war by the gods of good and evil, which disrupts world law.

    For this reason, if there is an over-technology compared to the Earth, such as dimensional navigation ships and robots (Warmakinas), there may be an unbalanced development that the general standard of living is less than in recent times.

    "I see. Shizuku, is this an excavation battleship?"

    The three of us moving on as we talk about that.

    The gray-haired old gentleman who leads the way doesn''t try to pinch his mouth just by smiling.

    "Such a precious thing, Jonah..."

    "I''m already reflecting."

    The only thing that would make me angry would be Alcia.

    He secretly appreciated Jonah''s behavior, including Yut. The attack of the Albino girl makes sense, which also means that it is physically offensive.

    I''m not motivated, but the choice is wider.

    "This way, sir."

    An old gentleman accompanying him opens the door that he can see at a glance is different from the rest of the room, and invites the yuts inside.

    The room was pure white.

    Painfully white for eyes used to pitch-black steel trees. Also, it was so large and bright that I didn''t think it was a single room on the ship. From somewhere, it also has a refreshing scent like citrus fruit.

    Only the laid carpets were red, the corners were decorated with ornamental plants, and other first-class items were collected, such as paintings and other adjustments, as well as sofas and low tables.

    But the most eye-catching would be Queen Elizabeth, the Lord.

    In many ways.

    "Dear Larsia, I''ve been looking forward to this day"

    His whole body was wrapped in a pure white dress and his face was hidden by Vale.

    No matter where you look from, you''re a beautiful bride.

    The joy of making love come true.

    Thoughtful gratitude.

    Queen Elizabeth, attacked by various emotions, trembles on her shoulders.

    "How far, what do you mean? Hasn''t the story been conveyed in a weird way?

    Larsia, on the other hand, was upset not only to say that she had been deceived, but to calm it instantly with the power of her will, and to find her way behind her livelihood - now the door she had just entered.

    "Well, take your time."

    Although it was closed as a matter of course.

    "Wow, it won''t open. No, there''s no lock I can''t open!

    adversity! And beside the exuberant Larsia, Yut calmly put the place together.

    "Your Majesty, I''d like you to avoid trying to make a fait accompli"

    "... Too bad"

    The queen raises the veil and once again welcomes Larsia, whose tone is an innocent grin like that of a child who has succeeded in flirting on the back.

    "Lady Larsia can be invited and it''s an unwanted pleasure. Stay relaxed today."

    "I''ve come to discuss it. It''s the two of us who talk to the Lord."

    "Still, it''s good to see you again. My heart is pounding and Larsia''s voice is more heavenly than the supreme poetry."

    Close to golden eyes moisturize and white cheeks stain pink.

    Combined with the original beauty, even Yut would fall if pressed from the front.

    "That doesn''t work for me anymore, does it?

    But we were bad with each other.

    "Kohon. Now, come here."

    The queen invited the three negotiators to the sofa she had set up.

    The leather sofa was more comfortable to sit on than it was when he met with the Prime Minister of the Rotosilt Kingdom. Securely wrapped his body around him, and if it were in Yut''s office, he would have abandoned his labor to return to his chamber altogether.

    Larsia was the only one on her back to be able to handle anything at any given time.

    In the room, there was nothing but Queen Elizabeth. I find it odd, but I guess he''s either making an appeal that he trusts Larsia or lurking an escort somewhere.

    The queen pours tea from hand to cup.

    I get the hot air up. Seeing that, this is also a magic fixture - a kind of legacy, I think Yut is a little flattered.

    Tea tree cultivation is limited to some areas, and herbal tea and other drinks that do not depend on tea trees dominate here.

    "So, it''s a wedding day -"

    "I used to be a daughter who wouldn''t listen to people this far..."

    Larsia looks up to heaven, as if to mourn her daughter, who has grown up defective. The tone and modus operandi seem to be adult men, as he always claims, and the gap between child-like appearance is narrowed.

    But some queens seem to be surprised that it''s a good idea.

    "It''s not a big deal, but please give it to me"

    Apologies for the disrespect, Larsia had a secret souvenir - an envelope about size A4 - on the low table.

    You should be surprised, but you didn''t show such a bare gesture, and the queen, smiling and coming from another world, took out the contents.

    "Holy shit, this is..."

    And I''m out of line.

    Hidden in the envelope was a painting depicting Larsia. There are also many of them.

    everyday common landscapes, such as those posing facing the front, eating or walking.

    It looked like an elaborate painting to her eyes. That''s just a substitute for outputting images taken on her smartphone with Acorn''s mobile printer.

    The quality is not that high because it is not a dedicated form, but it is a yut or acorn rating.

    It''s like you took a picture of yourself as it is - in fact, it is - and the painting must have been shocking.

    (After all, the heritage is just special, is that the same level as regards the artefacts)

    At the same time as it was an apology for the attack, it also had the purpose of knowing the other party for future negotiations, but it seemed to have been fully fulfilled.

    "If you wish, you can also prepare a picture of the two of you side by side"

    "Ki, dressing, etc..."

    "I''ll do it right."

    There was no such idea, but there was no denial and the request was accepted.

    "Something tells me I''m being sold..."

    "Throw it away. That''s what floats."

    I can''t promise that the shame and dignity I threw away will come back - but I didn''t say anything extra, and Yut sent a signal to Alusia.

    "First, let me tell you where we stand"

    Taking that, Arcia herself would have decided that her opponent was softening. The archbishop in black (Patriarch), who had previously refrained from doing so, opened his mouth.

    "I appreciate the story, but I can''t give you Larsia"

    "What does that mean?"

    The queen, who had previously skipped depression on the printed out Larsia, asks in sharp words, retrieving her pitiful expression in an instant.

    "He holds an important position in my county of Istas, and there is no way he can get out of it. Nor does he want it."

    "That''s Lady Larsia, isn''t it? That''s why I''m here."

    He cleverly ignored the second half while praising the part about being in an important position.

    "In my Kingdom of Melgal, the status of King and Mate is currently vacant"

    The King''s Mate - originally referring to the Queen''s spouse, but in the Kingdom of Melgal one is chosen from the Queen''s brother or brother to refer to a plenipotentiary delegate in this world.

    In other words, the Queen''s duty is to produce and raise sacrifices and the next generation of king mates.

    The son of Wang Qian himself is in the same line as his subordinate, and the status of Wang Qian will be inherited from "uncle" to "nephew".

    (Hard to understand...... but I can''t even understand it hard)

    Larsia told me about it beforehand. If not, the culture would have been too different and pompous.

    "The predecessors of the Kings - my brother flipped the flag in the hope of inheriting his position and power to my son, and was debated by the Larsians. The rebellion has also prevented those who qualify as kings."

    Therefore, as a special case, we try to invite them in from outside¡­.

    "So a white feather arrow stood on Larsia. Did you know that?

    "Like I heard you talk about that, like you''re not here?

    "Well, that''s Larsia and Exile''s old man, isn''t it?"

    Even if not, there was also a time limit for Yut to return to Earth. I can''t possibly accept it.

    "As a king of someone in the country, it could create a new spark. Marriage to Larsia is my personal desire, but there are circumstances like this."

    It''s a parallel line.

    After listening, Arcia shares her thoughts on putting her mouth on tea and then being too forthright.

    However, Yut had another sentiment.

    (There is a compromise. First name and fruit. Which one to throw away and which to take...... right. Shake it up a bit)

    "By the way, is it not a problem for the king and his wife to marry the queen?

    "Of course it is. Now is the time to rebuild the country unanimously."

    With a clear face, the queen of wedding dresses answers.

    I wonder if I failed...... and Yut only looked in my heart.

    "You mustn''t lie, Your Majesty"

    That''s when the door to the next room opened.

    Whether it''s a Kingsguard jam or not, it was the robot''s heavy-duty pilot, Batras, who emerged from the room in a prestigious manner.

    "This time, I moved the Spelllight, too, by waving the opposition. How about a statement that lacks sincerity from the negotiator, but also the person who proposes to marry?"

    I seek justice, whether to the detriment of the queen I serve.

    Ratings will vary, but ideal shape as a knight. One of them was there.

    "Batras"

    "What is it, Your Majesty?"

    "Why, from there"

    Once Queen Elizabeth cut off her words and continued her remarks as she moaned her lips.

    "Why did you come out of my bedroom?

    "Is that so"

    On the other hand, the heavy-duty pilot Batras is not frightened.

    "Always, though, watching from the closet?

    Do you have any complaints? All I''m saying is, Batras said with dignity.

    "There will be! I''m dressed in that room."

    "Ha, get dressed? That won''t be all."

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

    The queen is broken.

    That''s Larsia, too, with a gaze of sympathy.

    That''s why I was unusually fond of him, and I can''t refuse him cold.

    "Because it is an instinct planted in" Plant Manager "(Plant Manager). All this, I just had to be there."

    Towards its steel flesh, the Queen throws various things at it without making it slightly mobile, and Batras makes such an excuse.

    ¡°Plant Manager¡± means the Head of the Machine Manufacturing Facility in the Ancient Empire. Users of science and magic are also said to be advanced magical information life, but there does not seem to be a theory.

    However, for robots, they are like parents like God and can be greatly influenced by some of the codes of conduct.

    It''s not a machine.

    It sucks as a person and as a robot.

    "Oh, I apologize for the delay in greeting you, mademoiselle, distracted by Your Majesty and others"

    Fluently say if you do it for some reason, kneel down to Arsia. The queen ignores it lightly.

    "If you don''t mind, give me your name"

    "I refuse"

    "Oh, what a noble man"

    I''m impressed, even though they rejected me.

    "The Earl of Istas (of which) is pretty decent..."

    "I wonder if it''s for comparison"

    In the meantime, today''s interview will be over.

    Next time, I''d like to talk a little more specifically. And some ideas for that......

    "I don''t like it, but I''m gonna be the worst person...?

    "I have no choice. At this point, shall we give up there?

    A heartwarming conversation between Yut and Larsia whispering.

    Hearing a response from the meadow species, Yut''s heart was determined.

    Life, giving up is the key.

    "Right. Will you wear mud with me?"

    "Huh?"

    I have a bad feeling. If I ask, I can''t pull back anymore.

    Larsia hurried and tried to block her ears - but she couldn''t make it.

    "At home, we make laws that allow bigamy. So, 60% solved."

    The word resembled a sentencing sentence somewhere.

 104 4. Odd tactics

    "What''s the bigamy permit... Yut, are you okay with your head?

    "In this, you''re the best."

    "The comparison is too bad."

    sounded like a cup and saucer colliding properly.

    I was fortunate that the contents had not spilled because I had already finished drinking. Tea utensils can be repaired with spells even if they break, but the contents don''t.

    "Yut, what the hell are you...?

    Rarely agitated, Alcia turns to her companion, who says something unexplainable.

    Without apologizing for the disrespect of sounding the tea bowl grandiose, blaming or being able to blame the sudden, bloody statement, without trying to hide the surprise.

    "Well, I''ll explain later. In the meantime, let''s go back today."

    In front of Queen Elizabeth, I can''t tell you yet.

    Besides, there''s a 60% chance I can convince you in this proposal. We need information to fill the remaining 40%. In the first place, if you don''t explain it properly, it''s just a painful statement.

    "Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for today. Next time, we are confident that we can have a more meaningful conversation."

    Yes, it closed unilaterally, and Yut took a seat. Late, Alcia and Larsia mimic it too.

    Queen Elizabeth turned her petitioning gaze toward Larsia, but I guess she remembered the fuss earlier. I looked at Batras sideways and then exhaled gently, silently admitting to exit.

    "Now, let me show you."

    On his knees, Batras, who remained rejected in an attempt to take Arcia''s hand, makes a mild driving noise and stands up.

    That part seems to be a robot (Warmakina). What did the Plant Manager think made him such a character? I wasn''t sure what the ancients thought.

    "Well, please"

    Nevertheless, you can''t go home on your own. Besides, this is also a chance to listen.

    It was a boat for Yut to cross.

    Elizabeth says nothing and silently drops off Larsia.

    He, too, tried to say something - after all, he never opened his mouth.

    "Your Majesty, if you can''t push it, pull it."

    I was about to go out into the hallway, and the pilot nodded like I was impressed.

    When full body armor does that trick, it''s humorous on the contrary.

    Except for what you said.

    "Mr. Batras, you disagree."

    To the back of a robot in shades likely to assimilate to the interior, Yut bumps into such a question.

    "It''s more than the opposite. Her Majesty''s selfishness makes me very uncomfortable causing you trouble"

    "I wonder if that act is painful..."

    "You''re a robot, and you have a shelf in your heart, don''t you?

    That''s a good point, but shut up.

    Yut talks more like a public tale to Batras.

    "Speaking of which, this dimensional sailing ship doesn''t arrive over here in an instant either, does it?

    "I don''t know. It''s been about twenty days this time. Now that we have the route data, we can shorten the return journey a little bit."

    Doesn''t the robot have the concept of confidentiality? So much so that I suspected, Batras replied softly.

    Or maybe it''s not the kind of information you hide.

    "Really? Ordinary ships, they load livestock during long voyages, right? No, I didn''t have much grocery to do with the list I asked for."

    "Livestock...? Oh, livestock. I see. Some of those things happened."

    - Rather, do you want to tell him?

    "I guess I don''t need to be on this ship because most of them are robots"

    "I see. Is that what you meant"

    So I just got to the deck.

    Alcia and Larsia, who had followed him in silence, would not do anything to ask Yut about their intentions by reading the air thoroughly. Neither of us, I don''t know.

    "See you later"

    "Come anytime. We welcome you."

    Same sex - I haven''t confirmed it - but to the opponent, a really gentlemanly heavy-duty pilot, Batras, drops off three people getting off the tarrap.

    (Well, you grabbed the thread)

    I am certain that results have been achieved. Later, explanations and persuasions and execution remain.

    "That''s the hardest part, isn''t it?"

    Yut, down on the ground, looked back and looked at the Spelllight.

    A dimensional sailing ship that can only be described as huge. Even Yut knows about ferries and other modern passenger ships. It would also be natural for people who heard rumors to come to visit from Falve and its suburbs.

    If it was Japan, there would be stalls for people like that. And Jonah rejoices.

    However, this is not to say that a rare beast appeared near the city -.

    The battleship also means that there are numerous artillery gates on the flank that can be fired into the Falve. That won''t be the first thing they do as a reality, but as an exchanger, that''s the only threat.

    I need you to come home in peace somehow.

    "Ndah, yut. Blah, blah, blah."

    Speak as Larsia twisted to Yut like that.

    "It''s hard to explain."

    "You think that''s gonna do it?

    From closer than I thought, Arcia''s accusations fly.

    Are you angry...... You must be angry.

    It could have gone deeper for pinching the cushion called surprise.

    "I didn''t say I wouldn''t... right?

    With a full smile - I don''t see it - Yut turns to Falve''s castle fortress, whilst nagging Alcia. After this, we also need to report to the Valtrudes.

    You should come with me if you want to explain.

    "But make some confirmation before you do. Hey, Larsia. Were you in the carriage when you were away?

    "Huh? What are you talking about? A carriage, a carriage..."

    Even though she can''t read her intentions, Larsia wrinkles between her eyebrows in an attempt to remember in discipline. It''s like a child imitating an adult, smiling.

    "I rode it, but I wonder if it was a Golem horse. The one like Yut made it."

    "I see. And then, what did you eat?

    "That, the information you need?

    "Otherwise, I won''t ask."

    "Uh-huh. Right...... Oh, I guess the fish was delicious. But Egg complained about the meat."

    "Well, last confirmation. How long was the droid?

    "I don''t know how long... but Eliza''s country is not a robot''s country. Sometimes, maybe?

    "Yut, what''s the point in confirming that?

    When it is purely doubtful, not disbelief, a question arises from Arsia.

    "This, well, should we talk about it first? It''s rare, I''m walking around."

    Crossing the line drawn in sand and silver, Yut entered the city of Falve, making a reasoning, not least lurking his voice.

    "I don''t know if it''s the whole ''land of oblivion'' problem or just Queen Elizabeth''s country, but there''s probably an extreme shortage of animals that could be livestock. Or likely extinct."

    Hearing Yut''s reasoning, the two opened their mouths and revealed their surprises.

    (Speaking of which, you didn''t hear the name of the other country. Let''s check somewhere)

    Outrageous things to mention, Yut thinks something completely irrelevant.

    "That''s incredible, no matter how much. I don''t think that''s going to make a country."

    "Is the workforce compensated by the Golem? When it comes to food, I used to barely carnivore that it was my hometown, and it looks like some areas made up for it with worms instead."

    "Oh, bugs. Maybe I did eat it. It''s creamy."

    Silently, Arsia turns to Larsia. This is an incredible reaction.

    It''s just that she''s an adventurer too. Immediately regain your mind and check with Yut.

    "I told that strange robot the story too..."

    "At first, livestock? What was that like? I don''t know if it was on purpose, but I''m sure that changed my suspicions."

    And the story subsided that most of the sailors in the robot were.

    "It''s strange to say that there are too many droids"

    "Really?"

    "Oh. Even if Her Majesty the Queen gets in, there are too few human entourage. Most robots don''t consume human food."

    Yut says, looking at the castle fortress of Falve, which gradually grows.

    "Besides, that Mr. Batras is not a sailor. Kingsguard."

    "Oh...... I think it was a little too close, but it sure is."

    "I have no role to play in moving the ship. Then it''s better to be human."

    Candidates who can withstand long voyages. I mean, I had to gather the droids.

    "In other words, instead of Larsia, give animals such as cowhorses. Is that what you''re saying?

    "Yeah. I don''t know how much it''s gonna be because it''s within the limits of what I can load on that ship, but it''s a little Noah''s box ship"

    Later, I may have to teach you how to take care of it.

    "What? I don''t know what to say. Or is that all Eliza''s leaving?

    "You won''t convince me," he said.

    Lightly Yut has affirmed.

    "Yut......"

    "I know, so don''t look like that."

    He continued dangerously shaking off Larsia, who leaned around his waist.

    "Actually, it''s not a single rock over there. Better think of Queen Elizabeth as not thinking otherwise."

    "Other than that, you''re gonna give me a cow horse and let me go back to sleep?

    "I''m not that aggressive, though. Just enough to convince me to come with you."

    If you don''t turn to the enemy, that''s good, Yut laughs.

    With people''s evil grin.

    "That''s how I buried the outer moat. For the first time, I wonder if Queen Elizabeth will be able to convince me just to give her a ''name'' instead of a ''fruit'' called Larsia"

    "''First name'', what? Yut''s already a roundabout!

    Castle fortress in Falve. Upon reaching its main entrance, Yut suddenly stops.

    What are you doing?

    "Well, from here on out, I can''t do it intact. So we need to get Larsia to wear mud too"

    Put your hands on your shoulders and Yut said this from the top.

    "Larsia, marry me"

    Earlier, it was still a prelude.

    With the shock, Arcia collapsed from her knees.

 105 5. Wedding Cube (Previous)

    A clear blue sky stretches over the falve.

    The sunshine is flattering and the wind is calm as it announces the coming of spring. It''s a good day to celebrate.

    Now Yut and Larsia were in the center square of the city of Falve.

    To be precise, at the wedding venue set up there.

    "Good times, bad times, rich times, poor times -"

    Crimson carpet on wooden table.

    An altar set in its center, Yuut spins the words of earth-wind rituals. He looks at his uniform in a cassock and stalks it from his shoulder.

    It''s strange because it''s supposed to be completely different, but somehow it looks like it.

    "Not dependent on the others, until death separates them -"

    Elizabeth is the one who is magically listening to that word.

    I wear my own wedding dress and hide my face in the vale, but I don''t like the feeling of happiness but it conveys to my surroundings. It was blessed not only by the crew of the Spelllight and Yut''s associates, but also by the inhabitants of the Falve, at the height of their lives.

    "Do you swear to think of your wife and to accompany her only under the covenant of a sacred marriage?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Do you swear?

    "... Chicaimus"

    Larsia, who was like ash, answered with a voice as small as dust.

    Larsia today looks like a red shirt on a grey tuxedo designed by Acorn. Though it seems like it has been flying through the ages for hundreds of years, this time it became a full production of Yut and Akane because it needed to be in a different way than the existing wedding in the Brewers.

    For this reason, the words of the wedding are also appropriately arranged.

    "Thou, Elizabeth my wife..."

    "I swear! I swear!"

    The dialogue was blocked for a moment and Yut looked up, but I can skip it, so I reopen it for good.

    "Gentlemen, these two are now united by marriage bonds. All of you who are witnesses, so that the bride and groom can live in love, inspire work and, in difficulty, find comfort. Watch and bless many friends together so that they can live fruitful lives."

    A great deal of cheer and applause comes from the inhabitants of Falve, who watched over something in the wake of those words, which are spinning well. A little early, it may have helped to open the prepared barrel. It''s a city with a lot of dwarves. I have no choice.

    Contrary to that, Larsia weakens as if her soul had fallen out.

    Exile watched over such Larsia with Sualum, and Ren seemed to be concerned with Elizabeth''s beauty, even though she was harrassed and worried.

    The Elizabeth, on the other hand, is in tears with emotion.

    Look at that contrast. No, looking at the bride''s tears, the irresponsible audience makes a lot of noise as if they can still stand up again. Being a truly unbalanced couple is also enough to inspire everyone''s imagination.

    In the meantime, even if alcohol and food are behaved for free, it can''t be cheerful.

    Yut, who was partitioning the ritual, was solidifying one determination when he saw him like that.

    My hands unconsciously snap three boxes that I let sneak into my uniform pocket.

    It''s like trying to attract the future.

    Why was such a wedding to take place?

    It is naturally Yut who drew up the plan, but the implementation requires the consent of the parties.

    "What is this?

    A second discussion, which took place a few days after the first meeting.

    Now only one Yut had gone to the Spelllight.

    "This is an unfilled household registry"

    "Domestic registry, is it?

    Elizabeth sits on the couch in her own living room tilting her little neck adorably. The flattering young queen with silver hair was certainly nothing but a beautiful girl from the edge.

    Of course, it''s not that I don''t know what a family registration means.

    I didn''t know why I was giving this stuff away.

    "If you wish, in this Count of Istas territory, we can create a family registry of Her Majesty the Queen"

    "... bend over, I am the queen, am I not?

    "There will be no law that Her Majesty the Queen should not have a family registry in another world country."

    "You don''t. But at the same time, I don''t know the benefits."

    "Previously, in the territory of my Earl of Istas, a law was announced authorizing bigamy."

    Again, the question mark remains floating on Elizabeth''s head.

    "Let''s say you married Larsia in my realm"

    "That''s a good assumption"

    "Even then, even if they enter into a separate marital relationship in the country, we will not know¡­"

    That being said, Yut pushed the empty doorstep further into the queen.

    Elizabeth looks at it as she explores their intentions.

    "Are you going to tell me to give up taking Master Larsia home?

    "In short, yes."

    "Let''s say that I and Lady Larsia have entered into a marital relationship here."

    Hmm...... and the imagination - there was also a concern in Yut who just didn''t call it paranoia - gave a tranced look to Elizabeth.

    She was a worried and beautiful queen, but only on the surface.

    I''ll make it, you''re an arrogant person. Yut has the rude and most sensational feeling on a straight ball.

    "But that''s just a name. Actually, don''t they just keep you away? Or do you think someone will take me to Lord Larsia?

    "Yes, here."

    Suddenly there was a hole in the ceiling.

    Jumping out of there was a heavy-duty pilot, Batras. When the robot (Warmakina), whose full body armor is flesh, sounds and descends, he stares into the hole in the ceiling as he cares.

    "Oh, this hole was a secret. Forget it."

    "Right - who forgets!

    "Well, for now, Mr. Batras wants to talk to you, right?

    Yut took it - more of an accomplice than an accomplice - and Batras told the Lord what to do.

    "I found God in this world."

    "I''ll definitely fill that aisle... Huh? Is it God?

    "Yes, this way."

    Batras removes the armor around his belly.

    "Nah."

    A tea tiger kitten that fit in there cavity raised her sweet voice.

    "This is..."

    "It''s a cat. It''s cute."

    "Sure, how adorable"

    Really, Yut begins to explain while realizing that you''re hardly ever seen in that world again.

    Actually, we''re working on a project to send livestock animals to your country with Mr. Batras.

    Yesterday, the Batras invited the hosted crew of the Spelllight to a stable near Falve, at which time they also showed other livestock animals, such as cattle, pigs and sheep.

    Apparently, the other person''s situation was more serious than Yut had thought, and such livestock animals had been forgotten in The Land of Forgotten, which has been hit by several catastrophes, such as the fall of the Magic Empire.

    Fish and valuables eaten by the Larsias, even insects are luxury goods. They say the main source of protein is jelly slime organisms.

    I was scared, I couldn''t hear the taste.

    "Our pre-construction mission was to bring back such animals..."

    The queen, who would have been highly negotiating if she had been, said she couldn''t tell because she was about to be seen at her feet by the other crew.

    Though pre-construction. No, that''s why I can''t go home with my bare hands. When I was on my way, it would mean that Yut reached out for salvation......

    "Of course not, but I''ll give you a cheap one for friendship"

    Instead of cheap, it''s going to mean bartering with precious Adamantin and Mithral ores in the Brewers. Rather, something cheap.

    Complement each other''s shortages.

    Under Yut''s feet, who thought it was fundamental to trade, one kitten clung to where it came from. I guess it''s kept in this stable.

    "Here, a little over there -"

    For the canine Yut, the cat is an unknown creature.

    I''m about to step down and try to get somewhere in advance... but that''s where I notice things are going wrong with Batras.

    Speaking of weird, it''s generally always weird, but that sight that stops moving all the way to the other robots at the same time and pays attention to the cat beneath his feet was weird all the time.

    "Oh, that''s..."

    "What''s wrong with the cat?

    In a shitty atmosphere, Yut hugs the kitten under his feet.

    If they say they want to eat, etc., what should I do?

    "Cat......"

    Fluffy, Batras, the droids approach the kitten.

    "Cat cute"

    Fortunately, Yut''s worries were off target.

    Is this also imprinting from ¡°Plant Manager"?

    Batras gave the fearless boneless finger to the kitten, and the cat caught it gently.

    "Ooh."

    Cheers up.

    Yut panicked, needless to say he added his favorite animals to the inventory.

    This is how we buried the outer moat and are working on the Queen''s strategy, which is Honmaru.

    "But there are limits to the animals you can take at once. Therefore, we have decided that we should establish an embassy here to interact."

    "It looks like we just lost to Wylo..."

    "Due to replacement personnel and transportation, it seems necessary to travel to and from the home country for six months to one year"

    "That''s... ha"

    Noticing what Batras was trying to say, Elizabeth opens her eyes.

    "In the meantime, I have to visit here, too, right?

    "Exactly."

    "I mean, I told you to spend a few days of the year with Lady Larsia here"

    "Exactly."

    While stroking the cat, Batras explains. No, keep persuading me.

    "The woman, the queen. Men, adventurers. They loved each other. But the times around me did not allow fate. A woman becomes a woman and a man becomes a man only once a year, in this place"

    "That''s good!

    We don''t love each other, but we won''t have to make things rough.

    There were such back circumstances in the wedding finals.

    Larsia was, of course, the big opposite, and she said, "Yut traitor!" I was even told.

    But if Larsia really doesn''t like it, she just has to run away, and she fights back because she probably has feelings for Elizabeth for not doing so.

    Larsia can''t say anything because she was poked at a picture star.

    In addition, he dictated that it was only good to have a lover for a few days a year, and that the decree authorizing bigamy was also for Larsia to join other grassland breed (Magner) women.

    "In the meantime, I wonder if it fits round..."

    Yuuto, who returned to the tent instead of the modem, crumbles in retrospect of what has been done.

    When I pulled off the stall I was wearing from my shoulder, I threw it away appropriately and left myself somewhere in the chair. From the outside, the noisy voice of the reception. Irrelevant or not, simple blessings are real when drinking and eating is what you''re looking for.

    Isn''t this the primitive form of a wedding?

    "Marriage..."

    Yut hasn''t noticed that he''s holding the box in his pocket again.

    Just think and imagine what''s going to happen, and your heart moves busily like it did after a full run of disease.

    Yut, they''re here.

    "Sorry to bother you."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Valtrude, Acorn, Arcia.

    When the wedding was over, the three girls I was calling for you to come here.

    Realizing that he was nervous and thirsty, Yut stood up after opening the contents of the water bag and then scolding his trembling feet.

 106 6. Wedding Cube (after)

    "Thank you for taking the time to come. What can I say, what should I say? Whatever you say is going to be an excuse..."

    Words and thoughts are disturbed in thousands, anxiety brings sickles.

    Still, I decided to do it.

    "I need to tell the three of you something."

    Maybe I had a hunch about what it was about.

    It''s time to be silent and wait for Yut''s actions and words.

    The yut took the first small box out of his pocket and offered it to Valtrude.

    "Valko - No, Valtrude"

    Today''s girlfriend is a springy bright outfit.

    Cullot skirt in an adorable tunic but woven with a large size cardigan. The difference in size made it cute.

    On the chest is a bold iron (crystal iron) necklace from Yut.

    With his fingers tangled in it, he waits for Yut''s words with a slight nagging addition and subtraction.

    "It was Val who came to this world and saw it for the first time. It''s not because of world travel that I''m flabbergasted. It was because of Val''s beauty. And I was probably liking it when you encouraged me to not remember the spell. I''ve been with Val ever since. I think I did my best because I want to be with you."

    "Yut......"

    "Beautiful hair, eyes, full of justice, somewhere a little less accommodating, somewhere a little more intuitive and unreadable. Turn it all upside down. I like it."

    That''s just lightning up.

    You can''t be unhappy to have an enthusiastic confession made so far by a man you love. So much so that I also forget that there are Arcia and Acorns next door.

    "I want you to take this"

    Yut took a beautifully cut ruby ring out of the case.

    I can hear you breathing. That doesn''t tell who the hell sent it out. I don''t even know if it was just one person.

    This Brewers also has a custom of engagement.

    Valtrude, too, knew exactly what that meant.

    "State-sensitive rings - the location of the person who drowned blood on this ruby, or the state¡­ but I don''t know if you''re well or not¡­ it''s a magic device (magic item)"

    Take Valtrude''s left hand while explaining that, and gently fit it in the pharmacopoeia.

    Most of the magic fixtures are automatically resized, but this time I had placed an order with the magic fixture store in Fario-Folina, so it was perfect from the start.

    "Maybe we''ll do something else again, like we did before. Somewhere else, we might get separated. But we''re together."

    "Naturally."

    Give me the ring. No, I look at it with my hands on it, and I break my expression with joy, but only my voice answers with a grudge.

    "I''ve said it many times, but I''m not going to let Yut go anymore. Even if they''re demigods."

    It won''t be the effect of the ring, but I guess you guessed what Yut was going to do. Valtrude pushed Acorn''s back to make him switch positions with himself.

    "Zhuyin"

    "Hiccup. Hey, what?"

    Acorns in uniform, not maid clothes, took an unexpected step away today, trying to hold themselves.

    Because I know what''s going to happen.

    So just one step.

    "Honestly, there was a time when we stayed together too long and weren''t sure if we liked it or what it was. Because of me, I called you here, and I felt so guilty."

    For Akane, the content was indignant, but it was in the past, so I manage to put up with it.

    "But I was confessed, and I saw that vampire after me. Something sucks already, but I don''t want it to be someone''s. I thought you wanted it to be mine. For Zhuyin, it''s an unfettered world."

    "You suck."

    The acorn breaks with a smile.

    Happily, pleasantly.

    "Right. But this is what I meant."

    That''s what I said, I took out the second little box.

    "Guardian ring. It''s going to scourge Zhuyin."

    What emerged from the box was a triple diamond ring.

    The number and magnitude of this is rarely visible, even though it does not extend to Earth''s processing techniques. But that number is not for design.

    Each time the wearer eliminates the damage it suffers, it is said that the diamonds become dust one by one.

    "Not at all. This is a miscalculation, there was no morality, there was no blue photo anywhere in my life design."

    With a full grin, count your fingers and mouth your dissatisfaction.

    The look on the face of such an acorn inadvertently turned into something serious.

    "But that''s no reason to say no."

    Acorn offers her left hand, as if she were her mistress (Mistress).

    Yut, who took the ring out of the box, broke his knee and then put the guardian ring on his pharmacopoeia with a respectful hand.

    "Yut."

    "Hmm?"

    Acorn''s face was widening, full of Yut''s sight, who was called upon to raise his face reflexively.

    (Small face, long eyelashes, clean skin. Girl looks like another creature)

    I guess there was a relief that I had finished my job. Neither thought nor body moves.

    Holding on to my thoughts as I looked at them like that - the distance between them went to zero.

    "Ugh."

    "Huh..."

    The exhalation of men and women fills the tent.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Valtrude and Arcia are silent.

    "Phew..."

    Akane, who kept her lips off Yut with the look of not just saying she was indulgent, watched silently - rather than looking out for them - the two of them.

    "I''ve gone a long way, and I''ve been crossed. That''s Evan."

    "Who the hell are you competing with?"

    It felt good.

    - I don''t know, surprise is stronger. Should I touch my ravaged lips or should I leave them there? Consider that there is no such benefit.

    "Next, from the brave... right?

    "Oh, oh..."

    So I nod such a favor without thinking about it.

    "In the meantime, now you''ve got a lot of clarity"

    Deciding that the substantial proposal from Yut was over, Arcia put the place together.

    I wondered what would happen when I first said that I would make my bigamy permit a statute, etc., but I did a brilliant job cleaning up Queen Elizabeth''s and Larsia''s problems and also clarifying Yut''s own relationship, which was obscure.

    Problems are likely to arise in the future - Jonah was overjoyed - and there are likely to be problems in terms of public order, but as regards the latter, they are taxable whenever more spouses are added, and investigations are to be carried out.

    As a landing spot, it would be good.

    "Arcia......"

    "I didn''t know Mr. Alcia was a blunt character..."

    "What shall we do, this atmosphere"

    Yet the other three seem to be pointing their blame and their gaze at each other.

    "I don''t know why."

    "Brave man, hold on"

    Now Acorn pushed Yut''s back and moved him forward in Arcia.

    Today Arcia is a knitted piece that she wore one day. My body lines came out and I dressed up in trouble for my eyes.

    This is also not a problem, as acorns are forced to wear them, as is Valtrude, but they look good. Yut thinks so, but Alcia felt him coming near and wanted to escape.

    "I wonder what that means."

    Of course, I don''t even show you that kind of emotion.

    "Mr. Arcia. No, Alcia."

    "Ha!?"

    - They just called me a name, and that kind of room blew up.

    "I trust Alcia more than anyone. And I think I''m counting on you. It''s not that dimension of likes or dislikes. Oh, I don''t know what to say anymore..."

    How could it be the same flow as Valtrude or Acorn?

    Hearing Yut''s voice far away, Alcia was making such a reality escape.

    "Blah, I was thrilled when Alcia told me about making kids. In a good way. I never hated it."

    "Oh, yes..."

    If someone else had told me, I would have gone through disgust and tried to erase it for now. But when Yut tells me, I''m not surprised and disgusted.

    Rather, it made me happy.

    "That''s the answer..."

    "I seem to have been more greedy than I thought... I don''t want to let go of Mr. Arcia."

    A blind archbishop (Patriato) who is weaker than usual and thus more colourful.

    Without missing that opportunity, Yut retrieved the last small box.

    "Find an emotional ring. I can''t read their feelings from the look on their face. I just need to be Mr. Arcia''s other eye."

    Good thing I won''t be resisted, I''ll stick it on my left hand pharmacopoeia.

    "Not at all...... I didn''t want to go that far."

    I just wish Valtrude had been happy. I wish they had just given me a little bit of it, although it wasn''t that spill.

    I think it was good of me to be given this ring.

    Someone knows the emotions that are filling my chest right now because I was too shy.

    "By the way, brave man"

    "Hmm?"

    Now it''s really over.

    Yut, who had broken the thread of tension, replied with a distracted voice.

    "I know this is the engagement ring. I know exactly what you mean."

    "Acorn, to emphasize there too much, the... huh?

    I guess it''s embarrassing.

    The most beautiful cathedral knight in the world (Paladin), breathing constantly, stops the visitor girl who loves the same man with an even more attractive look.

    But Acorn also had a reason not to stop.

    "That means I''m going to live this way forever...... is that good?

    I guess I was ready to be an acorn.

    Still, I want to make sure. That was the question.

    "Basically, yes... Did they think you''d given up coming and going with Earth?

    "You give up or you want me to give up"

    Yut''s mind had ingredients such as rice brought from Li Kutua, but what Acorn assumes is hateful Verga in that many ways.

    "As much as I accept that Empress''s invitation, I think I can give up going back to Earth for a while."

    "It''s okay. You have such a cute daughter-in-law, there''s no way Verga can do something about it."

    "Your daughter-in-law...?

    "No?

    "I won''t make a difference..."

    I can illuminate.

    and Arcia, who did not speak and at the same time did not put it on her expression.

    But it was only passed on to Valtrude.

    "So I''m going to see Verga, too. I''m sorry, but we''re all in this together."

    "Nothing bad"

    Naturally. You can''t just leave it, Valtrude said.

    "You don''t have to be shy. We''re not here. We''re a community of destiny, including Larsia and Exile and Jonah."

    Put your fellow citizens'' thoughts on your own will, Arcia affirms.

    "I guess I''m leggy, but if the brave man wants it,"

    It is in this world that we do not have the power to fight. Especially where you''d think you''d be with the Yuts. Still without being humbled, Acorn accepted.

    None of them are lost.

    He''s such a terrible man.

    Swing around selfishly.

    Even the proposal makes me happy that the three of us are at the same time.

    So Yut doesn''t apologize.

    "... thanks"

    That must have been the most heartfelt "thank you" of my life.

 107 1. Over the north tower wall

    North of the Rotosilt Kingdom. The border with the Verga Empire is called the northern tower wall.

    The key that has inhibited the intrusion of subraces with evil phases, such as goblins, orga, trolls and giants.

    At first, magicians (wizards) and priests (clerics) were mobilized from all over the country to create them using the Stonewall spell.

    Since then, the fighting has continued for hundreds of years, during which time it has been repositioned and broken several times, but it has continued to repair and expand to become what it is today.

    Dozens of meters in the high part. Even the lowest is 5 meters away from the castle wall. That, apart from mountainous areas and other parts that are physically helpless, runs unbroken hundreds of kilometres across the border.

    This was also the result of Itachi''s attempts to carry out an invasion from the wallless part with the Verga Empire and the Rotosilt kingdom against it.

    Nevertheless, the whole army isn''t bumping into each other either.

    There is still no battle going on, and the only proof that this is the front line of human defence was the end of the decaying wreckage scattered in the wilderness and the armaments that became iron scraps.

    "I saw it from the sky, but when you''re on the ground, it''s pretty different..."

    Such, acorns describe their feelings like ordinary people.

    Others, to the extent that the goddess of death and witchcraft Truss-Sink''s followers, Alcia, are angry that no decent burial has been made.

    Valtrude also recognizes to such an extent that it is something like that. Jonah, Exile and Larsia are not very different from that either.

    "I''m not used to seeing it, but it''s rarely gone."

    And that was the same for Yut.

    To the sad emotions transmitted from the emotion-sensitive ring, Arcia clouds her face covered with crimson eyelids.

    "I can''t help it this way, and it''s time to start getting ready"

    The Yuts, across the north tower wall. He was stepping into the realm of the Verga Empire.

    This is a visit with permission from each side. For this reason, Yut is going to be different on his own than when he went to drop the island.

    "Carriage, Mendo"

    "You can''t just move (teleport) all of a sudden, you can''t help it."

    Jonah''s straightforward complains can be jerked off with a bitter smile.

    Now he is a diplomatic envoy duly appointed by the Kingdom of Rotosilt. Its task is to refuse to apply for marriage to Yut. It is a liturgy, and a great name for the Yuts to enter the country.

    For this reason, earlier than planned, Yut had been given a new title: Guardian Sir. At the same time, Dieter Schukel, the Chancellor, told me that the official recital ceremony would be executed separately next time...

    There''s no way a person in such a position can suddenly come to visit.

    It was going to be a long carriage trip from here.

    "But a journey that doesn''t teleport or fly is fresh."

    "I used to, I did quite a bit of it. It''s faster than walking, but when you run into a monster, you can feel it."

    Larsia cheerfully explains without looking particularly unusual.

    Elizabeth had already returned home and seemed able to switch.

    "Sure, it''s been a while since I''ve used this."

    The miniature carriage was taken out by Yut, who was fishing for an infinite storage bag.

    Throw it away and at the same time disconnect three pages from the spell.

    "Ash Carriage Phantom Carriage"

    Surrounded by pages of spell documents, the miniature becomes a round light sphere, slowly descending to the ground. When a bright light was shed, a carriage appeared there.

    A box-shaped four-wheeled carriage made of a material that is black and neither wood nor metal.

    Although not so different from a typical carriage, the interior is in a different space, just like the Invisible Mansion (Clinelle), several times more than it looks.

    "Like a wizard."

    "I''m a wizard."

    "''Cause I''ve only seen where Yut used a spell, like flying or teleporting, or knocking down vampires all day long,"

    "If you say so..."

    I tried digging back into my memory, but then I couldn''t completely argue with it.

    Just because, you can''t move dimensionally to Nara like Petra.

    Then it''s my turn.

    A little better, Valtrude starts chanting with his holy seal.

    "" Eternal victory, "Helenonia, defender of justice and victory. Give us a grand horse, run around the battlefield, give us -" Horseback riding in heaven, "Solestal Steed."

    The righteous God responded to that wish.

    Light gathers again, and its particles take the shape of a military horse and manifest themselves.

    "Wow, Val. He''s more wizard than Yut."

    "I''m a cathedral knight."

    That being said, it seemed less than full.

    Four horses with a stunning body of black deer hair raise their nagging, and the march kicks the earth with their hooves now and now. Only spells that Cathedral Knights invite military horses to use on the battlefield, equipped with horse armor (birding) in addition to saddle-like horse equipment.

    But unfortunately, it won''t help.

    Valtrude and Exile take the lead in connecting that heavenly horseback ride to an ashy carriage.

    "Let''s stay in first"

    I can''t help watching it like this.

    Alcia led the way, opening the door on the side of the ash or first carriage, and walked inside with his earthfoot.

    "Long time no see here either"

    Through that side, Jonah was the first one to get in.

    The interior is not so much a carriage seat as a one-room lounge. In the room, where there was room for even ten exiles, a long carpet of hair was laid, on several sofas, not enough for the number of people but even to the bed.

    "Nostalgia."

    For what I was complaining about, the Albino girl jumping into bed first. A light body jumps on the bed. He seems to be enjoying himself, even though he was tempted to travel the carriage.

    Akane watched Jonah smile like that, but the moment she stepped in, she was stunned.

    "Wow. Not this carpet."

    "How much did you spend, Yut"

    "Didn''t you do 100 pieces of gold?

    "You... a carpet for a million yen or whatever bourgeois it is. Wow, this couch is amazing to sit on too"

    I don''t remember the price anymore.

    How luxurious materials are you wearing, or what is the spell used for? Maybe it would be cheap to think about it, but did you need to buy this kind of luxury product in the first place?

    Acorn held his head unexpectedly to the financial sensation of his childhood friend - no, her husband or not.

    Sure, I guess it''s bourgeois because I became a nobleman, but there''s something about limits nonetheless.

    "I objected to not wasting it, didn''t I?

    There, Valtrude comes in after the work outside.

    I wouldn''t say it''s bitter... but I guess it wasn''t meant to be.

    Meanwhile, another apostle of God sitting on the couch does not agree with that opinion.

    "Well, I can''t help but buy it. Plus, I''ve been riding for hours, and I''ve been camping in here."

    "Alcia is subtly sweet to Yut."

    "Really? I''m just making objective decisions."

    Because she wears a crimson eyelid as usual, her expression is unknown. But I guess everyone''s thoughts came from the emotion-sensitive ring I put on my left hand pharmacopoeia. I let my lips squeeze just a little dissatisfied.

    "Alcia, we just got a verdict. Shall we leave?"

    "I don''t think Yut has a say. But if you give me the ring, I''ll allow it."

    "I wish I could remember it in ten years."

    "Mm-hmm. Wait"

    "Exactly, the three of us stop, right?

    "I wasn''t expecting more than one in the first place."

    "Bizarre encounter. Me too."

    It''s good that I made a proposal and made it clear. That''s what I wanted.

    (Yet I feel my position is getting weaker and weaker...)

    It associates small islands where land is shredded due to rising sea levels.

    Shaking off such an ominous imagination, Yut speaks out to the rock giant (Jarloot) who plays you.

    "Exile old man, it''s time to get it out"

    "Okay."

    I guess I was ready. Exile responded immediately. Horseback riding in heaven is highly intelligent. For this reason, your Lord only directs the way first. Immediately, Exile plans to return to the carriage as well.

    "Oh well. Because of the vibrations, you pursued habitability."

    "No, you won''t shake it. It floats in the universe."

    It feels fluffy and floating.

    It was not as expensive, but it was reminiscent of a plane taking off.

    Horse-riding in heaven runs not only through the earth, but also through the air. If there are four heads, it is easy to float a carriage - all the more so if it is also a carriage created by a scientific spell.

    "After all, we don''t move the ground..."

    The words of the acorn were colored by giving up.

    "So, for once, I''d like to make sure."

    Valtrude, wearing magical silver (Mithral) armor despite being in the car, tells his companions to relax thoughtfully. Except Jonah is asleep in bed.

    Armed, I wouldn''t call it a regular battlefield, but a natural preparation. However, then it was hard to have to take off the ring given to me by Yut.

    "We aspire to Verga, the capital of the Verga Empire, but what do we do there"

    "What... In the meantime, protect the brave man from that crazy empress?

    "Don''t make new words. And about myself..."

    "I wasn''t able to protect you, was I?

    "I''m not going to let that happen again."

    "Yes. Right. Exactly."

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage) obeyed the advice given by his spouses honestly. I had to obey.

    Even as a yut, I''m not going to be entertained by Verga.

    "In the meantime, I have to do my job as an envoy."

    "Do you refuse to speak from the Empress?"

    Exile returns from your podium to confirm it somehow.

    "No, I was wondering if it would make a big difference to have one more."

    "In our case, tax rates change."

    Originally, there was no law limiting spouses to one in most countries of the Brewers as well as the Rotosilt Kingdom. However, as a general rule, monogamy is fundamental.

    I mean, it''s not illegal, but it makes sense to conditionally admit it.

    However, forty gold coins are levied on the second spouse, ninety on the third, and one hundred and sixty on the fourth.

    "Before that, that guy..."

    "Enemy."

    "You''re right."

    "... because"

    A lot of clarity, Exile flew the white flag to the Valtrudes, who were more united. Hopefully, it''s a sight I don''t want Sualum to see.

    "But if I say no, can you ask me how to get home to Yut or something?

    To Larsia''s natural point, I keep my mouth shut.

    That''s the place to cry.

    "Well, I guess we''ll just have to explore the right compromise. If it doesn''t seem possible, it''s bad for Zhuyin, but I can handle it on my own"

    "If there''s a chance I can go back, I don''t mind taking the time. I''d like to say hello to your uncle and aunt before I congratulate you, if I may."

    "Say hello to Yut''s parents. Yes...... Right."

    "... ugh"

    It''s a stomachache problem.

    Not only to my own parents, but also to Acorn''s parents, and to the village of Ozlic, I will have to go again.

    Larsia laughs and looks at Yut thinking about all of that.

    "No, it''s hard when you have a lot of wives."

    "Damn, I''m sorry that''s the only solution I could think of."

    "You know that''s me, right? After all, I couldn''t properly reject that girl. Well, I''m not convinced."

    With a slightly distant eye, Larsia continues.

    "But, well, I thought I''d just do a little honeymoon with Eliza. Nothing, I didn''t hate Eliza either. You were aware of that, weren''t you?

    "Sort of."

    "I don''t know. I was newlywed like a decoy, but it wasn''t bad. I don''t have romantic feelings, but it''s like I spent some time with a friend. Of course, chastity is dead!

    "There, is it important"

    "I was an eternal defender that night..."

    What words should be spoken to the meadow species (magners) that give the atmosphere of ascending the adult stairs?

    But suddenly the carriage stops, and that urgent issue is shelved.

    "What, was it an obstacle too?

    "I should have moved him along the road..."

    Where Valtrude and Exile were discussing, a mild impact shook the running carriage.

    Horseback riding in the sky unloaded the carriage from the hollow to the ground.

    "Every what?

    So, Jonah wakes up, too.

    "Larsia, please"

    "Aye."

    Larsia, who flies gently out of the couch, heads outside the vehicle to fulfill her role as a scout.

    "Wow, big. In the meantime, it''s okay to leave."

    Immediately, there was a report and safety confirmation that did not obtain guidelines. With that followed Valtrude and Exile, Acorn stays in the car with Jonah.

    "... Larsian standards, even if they say it''s big... big"

    At the end of the day, Yut, out of his ashy carriage with Alcia, flips his foreword lightly.

    "Isn''t that your pick up over there?

    You''re very welcome.

    At the end of the gaze of the carriage, the Yuts, sat an agara in formation. Completely, blocking the streets. Unexpectedly, Yut associated himself with the Great Buddha.

    The giant''s white hair has an all-you-can-stretch mustache and deep wrinkles engraved on his face. I couldn''t imagine how much steel I needed with a stick that was likely to be 10 meters away from what giant tree I had shredded, wearing a giant sheet metal armor (plate armor).

    The giant will not try to open his mouth when the yuts come out.

    I was just grumpy, looking down at the yurts.

 108 2. Dead Giants Head

    "Hear my voice, O messenger from Nanban!

    A thunderous voice echoed around him. The giant from which it originated stares at the yuts with a sharp gaze of shooting. At the same time, a black thunder with various colors ran vertically and horizontally through the giant''s body.

    An overwhelming aura of death, released from that giant.

    Even trained adventurers and knights, inspired to stop life activities, Yut and Larsia were flat.

    "It''s not a very welcoming atmosphere."

    "In the meantime, you seem to have guts and brains."

    "Stop that kind of judgment. Bad for Jonah''s education."

    "What now?"

    To King Charlton''s prot¨¦g¨¦, the ring given to him by Verga. There are a few items to prove their identity, but based on their appearance, I didn''t think I could do anything about it by giving them to them.

    "I,¡° I grab the clouds, "Bone Novor. I''m here to test your power. If you don''t cower, call me!

    In a way, as expected. Unexpected in another sense, Bone Novor''s words.

    The Verga Empire is clustered under (originally) the Empress Verga, but not entirely a single rock. Exposing chaos and evil - in other words, a country that affirms an individual''s desire tolerates stand-up as long as it produces results.

    I mean, I thought if the Yuts didn''t like it this way, they might come out to eliminate it.

    What was unexpected was that I waited alone like this, not leaving it to deception or numbers. Conversely, I get in trouble dealing with it.

    When it comes to Bone Novor, which also grabs the clouds, it''s a heavy town of ancient ginseng that Verga is giving away its countenance to. Yut, what do you want to do?

    It could be a problem if you get your hands on it badly, right? Alcia asks, also meaning.

    But the meadow race (Magner), farthest from political considerations and the notion of reading the air, raised their hands and offered their candidacy.

    "Let me take care of it. It''s not like I''m stressed or anything, but I feel like attacking an enemy steeple."

    "How do you feel? But I can''t ignore it..."

    The choice to deal with it all exists, of course, and that''s natural for the Yuts, but it can''t be too much this time.

    And ignoring it and moving on also just sends the problem ahead.

    "Yut, this place is more suited than Larsia."

    I''ll take care of it.

    That said, it was the Warrior Exile of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) who came forward.

    Dressed in the usual Dragon Scale armor, carrying a giant Spike Flail like an anchor, he moves forward without waiting for a reply.

    "Sure, maybe an old Exile would be more effective for that type"

    Confrontation of forces versus forces.

    There will be no more plausible structure than this.

    "Well. Yut used to call it a" brain-muscle confrontation. "

    I perceived everyone''s intentions and Larsia caught a light spear. Then, bows and arrows and magic sceptres (Magic Wand) also serve as arrows and enter the game mode.

    "Do you want to try alone? Don''t regret it."

    "You can say that line when you''re done"

    "Let me throw up!

    The fierce Bourne Novor rises as it sounds ground.

    Exile, on the other hand, laid up a spike flail as he stuffed his way through it, watching it calmly.

    A dead giant (Tanatos), about a dozen meters in length.

    Only about 20% of that, rock giant.

    The two in time cross a blink of sight.

    "Die!

    "Twist and crush."

    Sticks that are struck down from distant heights. That is no longer equal to a natural disaster.

    But Exile stood by without a step.

    Spike Flail intercepts huge trees. Exile equals dwarf in front of Bourne Novor, but unlikely the breadth of the two in between is the same.

    Two people separated by about 10 meters and meeting.

    "Ugh!?"

    I''ll show you what I can do.

    Defeated and defeated was the death giant Bourne Novor, who should be in the vantage point in everything.

    Both of them get hit and run.

    But it is the Dead Titans who are bounced and pushed.

    Exile''s body looks red and smoky.

    The recoil of an effect demonized by Spike Flail, wounded every time he waved it, blood flowing. That''s what it''s all about.

    The Rock Titans were moving forward tightly, and the Dead Titans, boasting more than five times their bodies, were retreating slightly.

    Stunning.

    Other than that, there are no words to describe Bourne Novol''s mood.

    "Egg, are you winning?

    "Exactly, you can''t...?

    Sounds familiar. But blood draws from Yut''s face to a voice that should not be heard here.

    I''m protecting you in Isolate Field.

    What Yut, who looked back at in awe, saw was Jonah and Akane wrapped up in a field like a giant chavon ball. Isolate Field is a psychic power that prevents you from intervening from within without passing any attack.

    "You''re hurrying me..."

    "Huh? Huh?

    To acorns who are not sure, whether or not they have been explained. I got a little lost, but I put my gaze back on Exile wondering if I needed to be disturbed.

    "Doesn''t it, little one?"

    "It''s not as good as it sounds."

    "What a loser."

    "If you really lose, you can say it"

    Again, two weapons collide.

    A collision of forces and forces. The meat is crooked, the teeth are eaten to the point of breaking, the bones are crooked.

    So far, it''s some kind of art.

    "Yeah, no, get out of the way."

    "I agree."

    The giants, big and small, who smiled at Niyali, threw down their weapons at the same time.

    "What kind of flow..."

    "It''s natural, isn''t it?

    "Val is too han..."

    "This is just like fighting Egdad."

    The presence of the two moved into a flesh-bomb battle.

    Bone Novor wields his giant woody arm to the side and tries to grasp Exile''s body to expose it.

    "Ig-Nus Zad wasn''t like this."

    But Exile doesn''t make it microscopic.

    Its endurance, which even outweighed the attack by the spider''s subgods, is unfortunately exerted this time around.

    The rock giant received his gigantic arms disappointingly, as if to root on the earth, and held them in with both arms.

    "Gurgh."

    "Guh."

    Confrontation.

    Balance.

    And collapse.

    Exile pulled Bourne Novor''s arm as if it were a drag.

    "Noooo."

    Meanwhile, Bone Novor can''t keep his balance.

    The head of a dead giant who has contributed to the founding of the Verga Empire, taking numerous lives and breaking goodness.

    Everyone fears and reveres. A heavy town of the Verga Empire with the strength it deserves.

    The symbol of its power has now collapsed into the earth.

    "Yep. Physically, impossible?

    Akane is astonished, flashing, and her head turns white.

    Seeing a really incredible sight makes me seem like I can''t think of anything.

    You can see from that flesh that Exile is the bearer of power. But the opponent is huge that far outweighs it.

    A heavy-lifting gold medalist is like throwing an elephant away.

    Impossible.

    But there is no lie in the sight in front of me.

    "I couldn''t use magic because I can''t throw away this kind of common sense"

    "Something tells me you don''t have common sense."

    "Oh, someone with three wives is talking about common sense. Yona, what do you think?

    "I love you so much."

    "I hope it doesn''t cool down! No, I want this one to cool... If possible, take it to a normal friend level¡­"

    "Why is Larsia damaged?"

    Valtrude and Alcia, wisely, kept silent. No, maybe I just couldn''t say anything about Valtrude.

    "Brilliant! So the lady from Verga had eyes to see, too!

    Soiled by Exile, Bourne Novor praised the rock giant with a look that even felt refreshed as he aguared while in armor.

    "I can''t help it if this happens. I''ll admit it."

    "No, not me."

    "Otherwise, do you shy away from having a fianc¨¦e? I prefer hero colors. Never mind."

    "No, I have a wife but not me..."

    Exile is being pushed against the opponent who won the power battle but doesn''t listen.

    In the first place, I didn''t even want you to admit it.

    "Explain, me?

    Yut crumbles.

    At the corner of his sight, he saw Larsia backing him up with a crisp smile that distracted him.

    "This is the imperial capital, Verga..."

    I managed to explain to Bourne Novor that Verga''s opponent was Yut - as if I were going to admit it - but after I managed to convince him, I entered the imperial capital Verga at the lead of this dead giant.

    Most of all.

    "Damn it, why would a young lady think of such a weak sorcerer? Neither that nor this, our young one. When I get home, they''ll work me out again."

    - Count Bourne Novol seems to have been full of discontent.

    "I heard the story, but I would still be overdoing it"

    "Yut, cheat"

    The first thing that comes to my attention is an island protruding into the suburbs. No, it just looks like an island because I know how it is, and the reality is it''s only a giant rocky mountain.

    It''s too annoying to be a warning or a harassment.

    "That, apart from... Because it''s the Evil Capital, it was like an awesome version of a slum, but normal?

    "I guess you can''t be completely disorderly, even more than you are in the shape of an empire."

    One line from the carriage and on foot to the castle Ebony Circle in Verga.

    Acorn is right. And, as with Yut''s impression when he confirmed it from a distance, it was not so different from a normal national city on the surface.

    Major roads are cobbled, and many brick buildings are two-story, three-story, unlike the Falve. It would be different if we put it in the back street, but at least it has nothing to do with uncleanness.

    Although the colours are dull overall and the sun is weak because of the North, commerce will take place, work, and die.

    Except the people on the road are cluttered.

    The most common are humans, but no elves, no dark elves, no dwarves, no goblins, no orgasms. At least it does not exist in the cities of the Rotosilt kingdom or in Folio-Farina, subraces with evil phases are also naturally walking the roundabout.

    And the biggest difference would be the existence of slaves connected to chains.

    Only mark chaos and evil, equal to all races.

    As it is, the land of the weak and the strong even sees the human master following the slaves of the Auga, using whips with spiritual domination and the demonization of charm.

    The sight made Valtrude''s expression stronger as if he could see something dirty, but he didn''t say anything to stand out.

    Same, but no.

    This is the first impression of the imperial capital Verga.

    But I didn''t fully understand it yet. Even though I understood the difference, I didn''t know exactly what was most different.

    "Hmm. You''re hungry. Hey, there."

    "Yes, sir"

    A dead giant holding his belly from the top of a sheet metal armor (plate armor) summons a human from the other side.

    A middle-aged man losing weight around gray hair, suddenly, being talked out by a high-profile - stronger than himself - Bone Novor, bows his head all the way down.

    The slaves of a few hobgoblins who had taken them also imitate to their masters whether their survival instincts made them do so.

    "I''m hungry. I''ll take it. I''ll charge you to Bone Novor''s mansion."

    "Was it the Count? Go ahead."

    The Yuts don''t understand that conversation as one. I know what the word means, but I didn''t know what the intent was.

    And it''s too late when it''s demonstrated.

    Bornnovol lifted the hobgoblin as he tried to pick it, and as he pulled his neck out, he drank the rest of his torso round. Keep your head up and throw it on the road.

    "What are you doing!

    Valtrude pulls out the Divine Subjugator, the Goddess Sword, and hits it high.

    You can''t overlook that if the other person is a hobgoblin.

    "You don''t know the word" follow the town "when you go into it, little girl.

    "Hellenonian justice is unshakeable."

    "Whatever the justice is, I''ll kill you."

    At some point, Larsia was also holding an arrow.

    One-touch instant.

    And it came to pass that Yut finally returned to me and held the acorn.

    "Ugh..."

    "Zhu Yan, I''m sorry"

    I brought him in as Verga told me, but I didn''t take it into account enough.

    That''s not a good thing to show.

    Feeling a loving body temperature in his chest and gently rubbing his childhood friend''s back, Yut is repented.

    But living in this Brewers also means spending time alongside this cruel world.

    "Akane, are you kidding me?

    "Suddenly... for the first time... I was just surprised. It''s okay now."

    Although he behaves to Jonah, who worries, his face is shaking blue into small pieces.

    The magnitude of that shock had also been passed on to Alcia.

    Valtrude would bury that dead giant under one sword. I don''t mind it being a diplomatic matter. But Acorn''s heart needs to be protected.

    "Val, draw your sword here"

    "But..."

    "I don''t tell you what''s right or wrong with my current meal. But my friend''s precious woman was hurt. Next time, forgive me."

    "Huh. You''re a jerk. After all, I''m just a human being. I can''t match Verga."

    Even though he was so evil, Bone Novor got a spear.

    While thanking my colleagues for putting things together so well, I now concentrate on acorns.

    "Once, you can go home on Moment Move (Teleport) -"

    "Yeah. At least let me stay with you until I see the Empress"

    "... don''t push it."

    I accept it very small, slowly but walk out.

    I just couldn''t let Yut go, though.

    After all, if it is evil to be an incompatible enemy, it renews awareness.

    The meeting with its chief, Verga, began only an hour later.

 109 3. Reunion with the Empress

    Long time no see, my son-in-law.

    On that day, the supreme power of the Verga Empire had long been in a good mood to welcome guests.

    From this time on, between the thrones that became my favorite. Yut in a white robe looks good in this space built of black gemstone.

    Verga''s face (basket) was slutty with the joy of being greeted by thinkers - although one-sided.

    Besides all sorts of things (...) stick together, but to that extent, it would be a woman''s measure to forgive.

    Exile and Larsia have never seen that before.

    However, the rock giant (Jarloot) gave a painful look when he realized that Yut would struggle only at first sight, and the meadow race (Magner) despaired of whether a legitimate queen or empress would not exist in the world.

    Meanwhile, I still don''t know what it looks like to Alcia, who is my first meeting.

    But I am unknowingly overwhelmed by the spirit of the evil and the power of the demigod emanating from the three treasures (artifacts) I wear.

    I managed to stay calm because my future spouse - although I still don''t get a sense of it - was always the same.

    "Not my son-in-law, but it''s been a while"

    Thank you without loss, and denial of the name Son-in-law shall be kept to a minimum considering the position of the other.

    I know it''s a country with too many different values in an earlier case, but I wouldn''t even have to bother to lose ground.

    In the first place, I am firmly saying no in my prot¨¦g¨¦ from King Charlton that I am going to give it to you - I cannot see it because I am at the forefront - and I need not say anything more from Yut because there are signs of rejection as scary as it is from behind.

    "Did you say Valtrude Istas? That sounds spectacular."

    "Each other."

    Despite just a liturgical greeting, a spark scatters between a good man and an evil slut - perhaps the most beautiful on this earth.

    "Well, I was wondering if you could hang on a little bit right now. I can afford something."

    "Yut showed me his feelings in words and deeds. I was happy to receive it. That''s all."

    I naturally carry a ring but still wear magical silver (Mithral) armor, so I grab a bold iron (crystal iron) necklace that I lower from my chest and say.

    "Your Eminence, let''s welcome you. I am Sherreiron Latetal, Chancellor of the Verga Empire."

    "I''m sorry I''m late to say hello. I will be the patron lord of the kingdom of Rotosilt, and Yut Amaxa, the house of the Earl of Istas. I''ve come a long way to give you a parent book from Charlton III."

    As it is, it can be catastrophic.

    Yut also rode the words from Dark Elf''s prime minister, who guessed it. That may happen in the future, but I''m not going to kill Verga at the moment.

    "Quickly, take this one"

    Place the prot¨¦g¨¦ from the Rotosilt kingdom and the seal ring, which ended up not appearing, in a silver basin prepared by Imperial Chancellor Sherreiron Latetal.

    So finally, I could afford to observe what was going on around me.

    The Yuts are all in the line, but the Verga Empire side is barely manned.

    Besides Verga, who reigns somewhat on the throne, only the Prime Minister of Dark Elves, who is the successor and watchdog. Neither did Bourne Novor show up between the thrones.

    What else you can''t even see about the Kingsguard, are you secretly stationed? Or because you cut it short of strength to deal with the Yuts?

    While so speculating, Sherreylon humbly dedicates his prot¨¦g¨¦ to the Lord, taking a step back and waiting for the word.

    "Hmm. Well, we won''t need it from next time"

    It''s a beautiful thing to do with a sigh, wave.

    The finished seal ring disappeared into the void.

    "I won''t bump..."

    "How many times have I visited you, Yuto will never be yours?"

    The room I feel from Valtrude is reliable, but for now I decide I didn''t hear any thoughts from behind.

    Now, we have to focus on Verga.

    "Hmm."

    The empress of the demigod, who glanced at her parent book, frowned in a grumpy manner.

    That would be natural, too.

    Because the contents are a disobedient rejection.

    "I thought you''d follow me on some terms, but you totally refuse. Something you hated."

    "What are you talking about?"

    "Kuku. Did they read it?"

    Negotiations from here on forward can''t be done with courtesy and other concerns.

    With a crushed attitude, Yut speaks to Verga.

    "Thanks to you, I was the wingman who fled far east."

    "I envy that. The concubine said she was tied to such a throne. It''s my wife''s mood waiting for her husband."

    "Mostly, if you plugged the terms from over here, you''d have almost ridden it, wouldn''t you?

    "Hehe. My son-in-law, he is as bright as ever. Conversation is easy and good."

    With a smile and voice that seemed to crush his back just to see, Verga praises Yut.

    "Mutual inviolability treaty with Rotosilt. At this point, I was going to accept it."

    "I knew...... I''m glad I made it stop."

    In fact, Dieter Schukel, the prime minister of the Rotosilt kingdom, suggested that. Valid in the sense of ascertaining how the other person is coming out, but in this case the other person is too broken.

    "Just in case it''s a bad thing to make a pact and make peace... wow, I''m killin ''from alusia"

    "I can''t let you out, that kind of thing. And the moment you let Yut go, you''re going to destroy the treaty and attack."

    "A concubine can''t rush things that far. The only way to destroy it is after you and your son-in-law have met each other until you are satisfied."

    "Are you sure you want to destroy..."

    You and the acorn crush.

    The treaty breakdown itself has many precedents in the textbooks of world history, but I just can''t stand being taken away from Yut.

    "Totally. I know exactly why you''re paying for it."

    You can''t let someone listen to you talk like this. Dark Elves, who serve near the throne, dress in serenity so best.

    "But the fact that you brought this from your hand means that your son-in-law agrees......?

    At this moment alone, there is no majesty for the Empress.

    Show your anxious face, as if you were a maiden waiting for the answer to her confession.

    "You''re right from the start. My fianc¨¦e is three."

    I didn''t know there was going to be a day in my life where I would use the word fianc¨¦. Something that I don''t know what is, in another sense, makes me laugh bitterly.

    "I don''t know what to do. The concubine said she loved him so much and even dedicated her first kiss"

    "Heh, sire!?"

    Hearing unexpected words, Sherreylon Latetal temporarily forgot his position. It sharpens the narrow eyes characteristic of dark elves, making Yut look as if he was about to shoot with his gaze.

    Now we don''t know which one is the victim and the perpetrator.

    "What did you dedicate? Take it unilaterally."

    (Oh, speaking of...)

    Alcia and I now realize that we didn''t do that.

    Do you?

    I guess I will. Naturally.

    (Ma, well. I''m not thinking now. I''m not thinking)

    Shaking off his sweet imagination, Yut concentrates on Verga in front of him.

    "I officially decline your offer. I will not negotiate or rush on this matter."

    Yut''s unequivocal rejection.

    But the empress sitting on the throne meditates her eyes and slowly chews the meaning of the word.

    "I know the phase. My concubine doesn''t even think it''s going to be easy. Let me get you a room so you can stay at ease."

    In Verga''s declaration that he would not return easily, the first glimpse marked the end.

    Though I said no clearly, I''m not even in the main issue - how to return to Earth - so I can''t even go back as a yut.

    We were to travel again within the castle of the Ebony Circle, at the lead of the Sacubas samurai, who appeared at the same time as Verga left.

    Even when I say samurai, what I wear is a highly exposed - rather than a leather dress that only covers the stronghold.

    It''s an uncomfortable outfit to see anywhere but the bedroom, but when it''s the sacubus that wields the slut like a whore that puts it together, it''s not uncomfortable.

    Except that Exile and Larsia showed no interest at all, and Yut just glanced and frowned, like a treasure possession rot.

    "Somehow, it feels fundamentally different."

    "Right. Yut''s a pain in the ass, but he caught my eye."

    "''Cause I don''t regret what I did, but I was a snake."

    Just like during the sight, this sandalwood castle was built with black masonry stones. Other than Acorn, he remembered the castle of Obsidian, home of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    A castle of evil seems to be something similar.

    "But you backed off a little bit."

    Acorn says in a cheerful voice for all the shocking developments while being blinded by the carpets under his feet, the relief on the walls, the tapestries and other decorations.

    I may be fine now, but Yut swears to his heart to follow up properly later.

    However, it will be a fairly distant future.

    Acorn, you can''t be alarmed yet.

    "Right. I don''t know what you''re up to."

    "What are you guys talking about?

    "War"

    The ladies continue to have disturbing conversations, not caring if the samurai asks.

    Would the least serene be Jonah, who talks about the use of force without expression?

    "This way, please stay in your room"

    With a slightly more mesmerizing voice and movement, the Sacubus maid stopped in front of the door.

    Heavy wooden doors, either because they assume guests of various races or because they are twice as likely to be Exile.

    He twisted his body without meaning, and when he opened the door, the luxurious indoor was exposed.

    The image I''ve ever seen of a sandalwood castle.

    It was a vibrant room that lightly overshadowed it. The walls are decorated with gold and silver threads, light emitted from the chandelier, and the interior shines.

    Furniture and conditioning are all luxury items at a glance.

    It may be unsettling to think of as a living room, but it was enough to show the majesty of a great nation.

    "Sounds like some magic equipment (magic items), but what''s harmful is...?

    I sneaked up on Magic Sense, but I can''t find any dangerous spells or traces of magic equipment.

    He also stepped indoors from the Sacubus maid first, either to appeal for safety.

    Larsia, make sure Exile walks into the room, and Yut follows it if he has no choice but to stay here forever.

    That was the mistake.

    "... is that what you came for"

    In front of Yut there is a dim space without a single window, rather than the luxurious guest room we saw earlier.

    Moss, there were traces of blood on every part of the wall, and there were appliances there that I didn''t want to know what to use, such as chains, metal rings, fire sticks, beds, etc.

    "I mean, it''s a dungeon."

    There is a theoretical spell called "The Warlock."

    Those who target one building and break into it by no regular means during its effective time are instantaneously moved to a preset location and subjected to various baptisms.

    There was a similar spell in that room, and I guess only Yut was forced to forward it.

    "When that happens..."

    "I''ve been waiting for you."

    Behind the dungeon.

    From where a luxuriously tall chair was placed in the wrong place, he stared at his beloved archmage (Arch Mage) with moistened eyes by a half-god more slutty than Sacubas.

 110 4. Empress Temptation

    (If I run into a dragon in a dungeon, I guess this is how I feel...)

    Yut exhaled a sigh filled with ingredients to give up.

    Because I realized that my thoughts were completely off target.

    Now, I never feel like this with a little dragon or so.

    "This is a memorable place for our country."

    Without realizing how yut looks like that, Verga continues to explain in a good mood.

    "It was my mother, Beatrice, who was a faithful follower of my father Daxtum, who gave the lives and souls of tens of thousands of believers on earth and performed a ritual that rarified the coming of my father. As a result, it was on this occasion that it was manifested."

    Bad god Daxtum.

    The ¡°ever-victorious¡± Hellenonian brotherly god to whom Valtroude is dedicated, the great enemy of uncertainty. Affirms dominion by power and spits on fraternity and self-sacrifice.

    It was also thickly believed by subraces with evil ministers and humans who fell into evil, especially when their denominations secretly ruled villages and towns and sometimes laid down bad governance.

    Back to back with its harsh divinity, it is often portrayed as a beautiful boy with no one eye, smelling.

    "It didn''t exactly come down to all of this, but it was like ripping my father''s existence apart. For the next hundred years or so, it became a nest of love between my father, who wanted to return to heaven, and my tempting mother. There''s not much equipment left in the past."

    "That story was a bee..."

    I''ve heard the anecdotes around here, too, Yut.

    However, as legends and heirlooms.

    When asked by its officials...... vid.

    "Naturally. And it''s self-evident that more love has sprouted between us than a concubine exists here."

    "If it''s Greek mythology or Zhuyin, I''d say it."

    The fact that you get feelings that don''t have that benefit would be proof that you can still afford it. I realize that and thank Acorn in my heart. Imaginary she looked disgusted, but ignored it there.

    "In the course of that story, the fact that I''m here..."

    "The concubine knows no other way to raise love, but she is dead. My son-in-law who refuses is bad, right?

    "That logical development is strange"

    If they don''t love you, you can change the spirit of the other person.

    Weird. Weird, but considering it the deed of the Evil Empress, maybe it''s reasonable.

    ... but I didn''t want to be a party.

    "Exactly. A hundred years is the end of my life."

    "What are you saying"

    The empress laughs off sluttily.

    "Not to mention immortality... however much it may be if you are my son-in-law, such as the art of immortality"

    There is an evil law that makes itself an immortal monster (undead).

    If we just keep the flesh young, we will also be able to develop a theoretical spell for it.

    It''s just not at all appealing to Yut right now. Along with the Valtrudes, they die old. I don''t have that much image, but at the same time I don''t want to seek eternity.

    "I mean, you''re not gonna let me die until I fall?

    "I''d say so."

    "By the way, now, what''s going on with Daxtum and Beatrice?

    "They''re going up in the sky and spending a lot of time together."

    "Pure love."

    To a nice future forecast map, Yut is about to cry.

    "Well, we have time, and let''s have a little talk for mutual understanding."

    "It''s an unexpectedly honest reaction."

    "By now, my people will be working hard. I can wait for the rescue without panic. And I don''t want to be attacked by weird resistance."

    I explained my intentions openly and sat in bed because there was no other place.

    Restraints such as shackles, shackles and collars, arranged on walls or scattered on the floor. Besides, I can also say that I lost the heavy pressure released from whips, needles, empty bottles, etc.

    "I don''t trust you."

    "How do I trust you in this situation?

    "Good, this conversation that sounds good if you hit it. I don''t cower relative to my concubine. That''s it, I don''t want to let go. It''s love."

    In the meantime, I am relieved that the ravages of human rights are likely to be avoided.

    Anyway, I can''t think of a way to get out of here with this Yut Amaxa, the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    The appearance is just a dungeon, but only a nest of love with God, and this place is inhibited by the effect of instantaneous mobility. And yet I can''t see the entrance or exit, which means that only this demigod has the privilege to come and go and use the equipment.

    The empress takes her seat and moves to the next door to Yut - the bed - in a shivering manner.

    Close.

    A hot exhalation I never felt before irritated Yut''s skin and nostrils. Sweet scent that makes your brain numb. I''ve never smelled it, but I associate it with insect plants in the South.

    Even now, sitting in bed (here) may have been a failure.

    "So what kind of words of love will His Son-in-law speak to me?"

    "It may be about love, but not about the love between us"

    "Ho."

    Earlier, Verga said it was just fun talking to Yut.

    That''s the same for Yut.

    Does the wavelength fit or does the other person have a good answer? Just having a conversation makes me feel better.

    The opposite of Valtrude, the charisma of evil (charisma).

    Second, think.

    If Verga was the first person I met, what would have happened to me......

    "I can''t accept your courtship. I thought I''d tell you why."

    "That''s interesting. And that''s not why I''m falling in love with other girls, is it?

    "This one, too, is a reason not to."

    No, I wouldn''t have fallen in love with nature with this slutty, runaway, alluring demigod.

    The nature of the two was too different.

    Still, I sincerely hope it was a good idea to clarify a lot before visiting here.

    How I feel about Arcia for Acorn to Valtrude. And a sense of responsibility for giving away the ring. If those two hadn''t happened, I might have fallen.

    "The values I''ve cultivated since I was born and Verga... yours. Your thoughts are too different."

    "It''s definitely boring... It''s not a root cause."

    "That Dead Giant (Tanatos) - You heard a little commotion from Bourne Novor, didn''t you?

    "Is it true that you danced and ate one slave?

    Not knowing what the problem was, Verga, sitting next to her, tilted her little neck adorably.

    slaves. In other words, it makes no difference that it would be a hobgoblin with an evil phase as a race, or even if it was a human who was eaten. Only in the position of slavery, it is recognised.

    In a way, fair.

    At the same time, evil.

    "People eat livestock. A giant eats people. There, what difference does it make"

    "Different intelligence, I''m not going to say anything. The difference is culture. And it sets the standard for us to act and make good and bad decisions."

    "This is something different."

    Float a challenging light and a melting smile.

    "Justice or goodness? Anyway, self-hypnosis lovers are going to say it. If you don''t mind, resist and stop with your strength."

    "It''s..."

    Sure, you''re right.

    Evil.

    I think but behave as I please, grinning at constraints caused by reason, etc. There''s only one rule there.

    Force.

    Simple law, following others and penetrating oneself.

    "My son-in-law..."

    Melting voices. Slutty eyes. Sweet exhalation.

    In a trick to bone a man, the Empress uttered an astonishing suggestion.

    "If so, would your son-in-law try to unify and change this country?

    "What..."

    "Good or evil, concubines cannot be obsessed with anything. Just leaving it to the sexuality of the subjects. If so, the son-in-law should take command, let the giants open their doors, let the goblins grow their crops, and order the orgasms to eat livestock, not people."

    Exactly, the temptation of the devil.

    Sweet words.

    The sweet smell from Verga''s burning redhead numbs Yuut''s brain marrow.

    "Power is everything. If the Son-in-law had the power, they would all be happy to obey."

    Is that possible?

    If possible, is that the right thing to do?

    In peace, it will be.

    If it happens, though.

    Oh, yeah. That''s right.

    "That''s airborne theory on the desk."

    "Really? Magic, finances, power, violence. Doesn''t the Son-in-law make the most of everything? Isn''t that wonderful?"

    Together.

    The demigod says that the way of this empire, dominated by power, where power is everything, and what the Yuts have done, are connected.

    "No...... No..."

    Overwhelmed but pushed backwards on the bed, Yut overlaid his denial.

    "It''s no different. No, it doesn''t matter if it''s not. What difference does it make there if the son-in-law has the desired result"

    Subtle. But surely it will boldly push Yut to the back and push him down the horse rider.

    "I can''t let you get away with this anymore."

    When I finally distorted the jugular lips that made me want to suck when the memorial came true, the shackles stretched out of the four corners of the bed, as if that were the trigger.

    It attaches itself to Yut''s two hands and legs, no matter who commands it, and restrains him firmly.

    "Shall we talk about the little hard stuff now?

    When, where did you take it from?

    Verga was taking out a bottle of magic medicine (potion). When I open the stopper, I drink it all at once without hesitation.

    "Ugh...... Ahhh....................."

    White liquid spills off the edge of her mouth and colours her even more lewdly.

    "Seems like my mother had a lot of trouble caging her concubine. Love isn''t the only problem, so at the end of the day, we formulated this medicine."

    Magic medicine literally encapsulates the effects of physical spells and divine spells, but psychic drugs are drugs that have been cooked and processed magically, such as plants that have a drug effect.

    "If you drink this and then do your deeds, you''ll be in a hundred shots. Now it''s time for me to live up to my true self."

    "No, hey."

    Verga''s eyes moisturize with excitement, not with cheeks, not with faces, but with her whole body dyed bright red.

    So that this doesn''t happen, so that we can''t be forced to talk like that, but the result is this.

    Maybe there was a trick I didn''t notice in this room. Perhaps some effect had been added to the voice of Verga, a demigod.

    But it''s too late.

    The dresses like the dark bedding that covers her are disturbed, white skin and plenty of breasts trying to melt out.

    "Stop."

    When Yut showed the last resistance, like a maiden.

    - Suddenly, the wall collapsed.

    Literally, in a completely intact sense.

    The earthly smoke clears, and beyond it emerges a beauty that can only be described as having obtained God''s grace.

    "Let''s get you away from my husband"

    There is no anger or hatred in the appearance as if it embodies the beauty of heaven.

    Totally erased, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) speaks pale with the cutting-edge of the Devine Subjugator.

    "Otherwise, it''s Verga. You will sign the Imperial death warrant yourself."

 111 5. Virgin vs Empress

    "Val!"

    It was critical and helpful.

    I call the name of the girl I love with joy, but naturally, the restraints remain intact. Decent, I can''t even see Valtrude''s face.

    "You''re safe!?"

    "Oh, it was a crisis."

    "I didn''t know you''d show up so soon... I think I was worried about my son-in-law."

    "Let''s get you away from Yut, right now"

    You''ll want to rush over, Valtrude can hang on to it all the time. Instead, he approached the bed one by one. There is no gap in the appearance of setting up the Devine Subjugator.

    But it is also obvious from the rare disturbance of breathing and sweating that you are in a hurry.

    "Valtrude Istas. It was then that you should leave. Or was it the work of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) to step into the Nest of Love?

    "You think it''s a love nest? Where in this wretched space, there is love."

    "If I had just a moment now, there would have been a crystal of love in my concubine''s womb."

    Don''t take it personally.

    It''s a horny little gesture that bellies happily, and I''m not going to tell you. And Valtrude also realizes the act he was about to perform.

    The relief that it was really good in time, the remorse that it endangered Misumi Yut''s body, and his unspoken feelings for Verga.

    In an instant, I burn myself to various thoughts.

    But there will be no outbursts.

    I have friends who have stood up for me to send Valtrude to the scene. There are people who need to help.

    So I will never lose my calm in my anger either.

    "My son-in-law, you''re still a grown-up."

    Verga, who was still dealing with Valtrude as he was comfortable with Yut, got out of bed after he uttered a kind word as if to put the child to sleep.

    "Come, you evil trinity."

    Wang Tin, Crown and Ring.

    Invoke the three treasures (artifacts) that symbolize the kingdom of evil and turn back to your loved ones.

    "Now, why did you show up in a short time? Before you die, can you tell me?"

    ''Cause that''s what Yut wanted.''

    "Don''t get the point."

    Unlike the voices I usually feel slutty, the empress said in a grumpy manner, even making me angry.

    "We don''t have to buy each other time."

    Valtrude takes the stance of assault, letting his fighting spirit be regarded as glowing beauty and slightly lowering his hips.

    Spirituality overflowed from its whole body, and the holy Aura covered the whole body of the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia.

    Feeling the seriousness of the Cathedral Knight, Verga also firmly re-grips Wang Tin.

    "Coming."

    He kicked the earth more forcefully, fleshing at a windy rate to the evil demigod. The acceleration of Valtrude, which does not make you feel the weight of sheet metal armor (plate armor).

    An assault that smashed the giant spear of the fiery Spirit Prince Il Canjual, rolled out of it.

    Whether you''re a good demigod or not, if you eat properly, you''ll follow the same end road as the wall in this room.

    "Barrier (Shield)"

    In contrast, Verga gently waved Wang Tin to create an invisible shield.

    Like a theoretical spell, you don''t need a spell document. Like a divine spell, you don''t even need prayer. It doesn''t drain mental power like psychic power.

    Secrets (Sacramento).

    It is a magically similar ability to alter reality, exercised by those equal to God.

    "Yahhh."

    But that doesn''t matter.

    He waved his sword to the demigod foolishly and was held back by an invisible barrier far in front of him, but he put his strength into the sword of the demon god as it was that he should only smash it.

    A high and clear tone echoes as if we had met metal.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    "Wouldn''t you?"

    Now the crushing sound of breaking the glass fills the room.

    Valtrude broke down the defensive wall of the demigod. Verga lightly attacked the evil Spirit Prince''s giant spear. Which should be more commendable?

    As an event, the invisible barrier is lightly scattered and the servant empress is forced to retreat.

    I mean, away from Yut.

    Face that fact just a little before, but Verga won''t be able to afford it any time soon.

    "It''s a big deal. But I don''t think you''ve defeated all the forces in this castle."

    "Yut entrusted it to me."

    I took the ring out of my nose.

    A state-sensitive ring, given by Yut at the time of the proposal.

    So we identified Yut''s position and proceeded in that direction in a straight line.

    In other words, if Jonah squeezed her mental powers and activated one superpower after another, she wore a hole in the floor, and Exile and Larsia beat the Kingsguard to pieces, and Arsia supported it.

    We made our way not in a straight line, but in a straight line. As a result, Valtrude is here.

    "I see. The soldiers we put in the stronghold have been wasted."

    "That''s why there was no escort between the thrones."

    Yut, still in bed, said groaning.

    I mean, we were planning to abduct and imprison him from the beginning.

    "Lightning Chain"

    The thunderous runoff flooded out of Verga''s ragged ring.

    A few white thunderbolts arrive to kill the beautiful Cathedral Knight.

    "I won''t give you Yut. I will not yield to evil."

    But to that extent. Just because it''s a secret doesn''t change what you do.

    Valtrude cut through all of it, sent it, cleaved it with the sword of the devil, and left it to hit a few. The thunderstorm through the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, however, cannot be inhibited and itched by the "Resistance Amplification (Spellier Resist)" or "Elemental Circle" that had been prepared since before the talks.

    Immutable.

    Provides an unparalleled sense of security to allies and annoyance to adversaries.

    "Oh, Yut. You''re a captive princess."

    "Larsia!"

    A meadow species (Magner) who fought such a fierce battle.

    I''m not pointing my finger at it, but I tease Yut to be funny. But I can tell you this because it was an attempt.

    Yut also turns desperately to escape, but just crouches and chains.

    Give it up, Yut petitions Larsia.

    "Take these shackles off me"

    "I don''t mind, but I''m just worried that I can get my hands on something from the side."

    "If that happens, it''s over."

    He wandered desperately and Yut groaned as he tried to escape.

    Indeed, Valtrude would have easily torn these chains apart.

    But such a future was too cruel for Yut''s pride.

    "I don''t have a choice. Wait a minute."

    Larsia tries to remove the shackles with seven tools removed from nowhere (Seven Dubs).

    Even so, the battle between the Cathedral Knight and the Empress continues.

    "Demon Strike."

    "Binding Flame (Blast)"

    A few flaming whips loom, trying to tease Valtrude.

    Though I cut it off with the Demon Sword, I can hardly get close to Verga.

    "What a disabling thing about good, justice. I didn''t know you''d be bound by reason and commandments while you were so powerful."

    "What''s wrong?"

    "I also told my son-in-law, Valtrude Istas. Why can''t I try to wield my powers more freely? Are they tied up in the Rotosilt kingdom? Would that be rough?

    I don''t know what you''re talking about.

    Really, Valtrude lowers his sword if he doesn''t know what it means.

    "My sword is not just mine. It is to be wavered in the name of God and righteousness."

    "So what is justice and goodness?

    "That''s something you can''t put into words. I''m what we keep asking."

    "How arbitrary"

    "Naturally. I''m a human being. We have feelings, we''re just people."

    There can be no such thing as falsehood.

    It would also mix emotions with judgment.

    But still.

    "Still, follow the path God has shown you and do the justice you believe in yourself. That''s my life."

    What a difficult road that is.

    Power is everything. That, how simple.

    "Oh...... Really? Really?"

    Good because it''s difficult.

    Because it''s cheap, evil.

    "I get it. Thanks, Val."

    Yuut, who had his shackles removed, says with a neat face as he gets out of bed.

    "Verga, I knew I couldn''t be your spouse"

    "Son-in-law..."

    "Sure, I''ve been using my powers. Still, I don''t think it''s a good idea to trample on someone I don''t know. I don''t think I can do anything because I have the power"

    To that serious look, Verga gave up any more courtship.

    So far.

    I don''t know what else to do.

    Verga sits in a tall chair behind a dungeon and holds a spear.

    I don''t feel hostile anymore.

    Still, the vigilance is not lifted, and Valtrude waits for his opponent to act.

    "There was a difference in thought, but it didn''t seem like he hated it because of his appearance."

    "Become!?"

    "Well, even if you look at Valtrude Istas there, it''s obvious he''s a considerable weight preference. With that in mind, it''s impossible for a concubine to be sleeved."

    "I saw a sample of a towing party"

    "Totally, everywhere"

    "No, not a pretty accurate assessment?

    Larsia''s opinion was silenced.

    Valtrude also put the Succubus Sword in his sheath, and now it is time to rush to Yut without weighing himself down.

    "I was worried."

    "Sorry."

    "Light, you were pushed down"

    "It''s not nice."

    "I''m glad I made it. Really, good..."

    "Thanks......"

    Lovers'' encounters.

    Verga blesses the two annoying people - they can''t even.

    Knowing that physical means will not pull the two off, the Empress speaks of the next ploy she is convinced will be greeted with surprise.

    "Now, let''s have one cooperation because the concubine empire does not do evil. So let''s not borrow from each other."

    To its unexpected content, Yut and Valtrude rounded their eyes. Unexpectedly, the distance between the two becomes vacant.

    The minimum goal was fulfilled and the empress smiled lewdly.

 112 6. Perpetual looting of dense forests (former)

    "Now, let''s have one cooperation because the concubine empire does not do evil. So let''s not borrow from each other."

    A new archbishop (Patriarch) rushed in as the Empress tried to continue.

    "Yut, are you okay?

    "So what should I say, what should I say, what should I say, not be worried about Val, who''s supposed to be here first?

    "Is that it? Val wasn''t the only one who came first, was he? Hasn''t my presence been omitted?

    I welcome Arcia, who has rushed into a basement like a pack of negative history, with an act that just says Yut, who has regained his spare time, has been hurt.

    Of course, it was on purpose to pull out Larsia.

    I can have that conversation because Valtrude is alerting me to Verga.

    And the rest of us came in together, skinning Alcia.

    "Right. Did Val make it?"

    "Good for you... Really, the brave man is safe."

    "But in the worst case, I had some comforting hands over here..."

    "That''s a joke you can tell because you saved me, right? Am I right?

    "... of course?

    "There''s Mr. Alcia and Val, and I''m curious why Jonah turned out like this"

    Larsia distracts her gaze.

    I mean, that''s what happened.

    "Oh, my God. It''s pathetic. After all, they did what they wanted."

    Besides, I know you''re treating me with a divine spell, but I''m not injured as one of you. Meanwhile, I could not feel any sign that the soldiers of the Verga Empire would show up.

    "Ugh, my son-in-law. Perhaps we can have a concubine now?

    "I''m not an assassin, I''m a diplomatic envoy. I wouldn''t do that if I wanted to talk to you."

    After I say it, I see the beauty of Valtrude, who is bound to make me look at it again and again and at any time (whenever).

    She also nodded that it was good.

    But that smile hardens in the next word that Verga utters.

    "That''s too bad. I thought it might be possible to write a script about being defeated and taking a weak concubine away as a sex slave."

    "Sex slaves..."

    "Acorn, I understand. You don''t have to take this woman''s wild tales seriously."

    "That''s good, but you haven''t given up at all..."

    Yut felt that, rather than a worldly myth, he was not quite serious, but wisely kept silent.

    Instead, ask for an explanation.

    "If you don''t need to change places, I''d like to talk to you soon. What do you want us to do?"

    "It''s not bad to be asked."

    He smiled slutty in the back of his throat as he crept, opening his red lips.

    "Further north of this imperial capital, the land known as the Perpetual Robbery Forest is spreading"

    "Forever in the dense forest?

    Asking back instantly is evidence that you haven''t thought about anything.

    But the mountains should have just spread north of the Verga Empire. That''s how Yut looks at his buddies, but nobody seemed to have any idea.

    "I guess so. Anyway, it''s a state secret."

    "It may make sense to hide the existence of a plain capable of producing crops..."

    That is uncomfortable from the way the Verga Empire is.

    It is the economic activity of the Verga Empire that invades, expropriates and deprives rich lands. There is no way to do this before you can''t do it, such as open it.

    "And what can you hide?

    "The question is best. But if you think about it like this, there''s no contradiction. The Everlasting Mountains recently turned into the Everlasting Forest."

    "Heavenly mutations like mountains blowing up? I don''t even think I can hide it outside."

    Arcia''s natural point.

    Yut agrees, sending a gaze for explanation to the sloppy Empress.

    "Dimensional Dragon"

    The response to that is a word.

    "Dimensional dragon?

    Valtrude and Exile. And the shallow acorn who comes to the Brewers tilts his neck if he has never even heard of it.

    The remaining four, on the other hand, felt unspeakable anxiety in the name of the top species dragon, which is told only in legend.

    "Dimensional dragon Dal-Lukash emerged from nowhere in the Perpetual Mountains about fifty years ago. without any foretaste, abruptly."

    "But if that''s all, don''t rule, just destroy it"

    Dimensional dragons are superior to golden dragons (gold dragons) and red dragons (red dragons), known as superior species dragons, because of their rarity and speciality.

    They say they can stop time for a short time, spread it, and cross dimensions as well.

    Also, a long-lived dragon has a unique name. In other words, it is also evidence that a dimensional dragon named Dal-Lukash is a powerful individual.

    But that doesn''t guarantee a high level of combat capability.

    "Even if that was a mythological dragon, I don''t think I can handle it if Verga was with the bloodsucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing or the Dead Giant (Tanatos) Bourne Novor."

    "That''s too much to buy. Notice the weakness of the concubine."

    "Are you talking about when you trespassed on the territory of my Earl of Istas?

    Verga agrees with Valtrude''s inquiry.

    "I don''t know. A concubine cannot leave the concubine''s empire for long, and going elsewhere would be significantly restrictive, like the price my mother Bearchilliche was allowed to ascend to heaven. Well, that''s not why I can''t exercise my influence in the world."

    In the first place, if this empress of the demigods had been free to act, this Brewers would already have been stained in one color.

    "You''re not the answer. No way, the ruler of that perennially robbed forest has become a Dimensional Dragon..."

    "Ri"

    Likewise, naturally, Verga admitted it softly. I admitted it.

    "... you still have something to hide?

    Still, I don''t think we can destroy the Dimensional Dragon if we name the total force.

    Besides, I still don''t try to talk about the connection between the Eternal Mountains and the Eternal Stolen Forest.

    There must be a factor that fills that missing link.

    "I was about to talk to you. There must be something hidden between the couple?

    "Who and who are the couple. Before you do that, let''s keep going."

    Looks grumpy. No, actually grumpy Valtrude.

    As she stroked her head like that and gave up, Yut told Verga.

    "Something''s out there that makes it harder to get a hold of, isn''t it?

    "I don''t know. My concubines are grabbing this too... In the Everlasting Mountains..."

    Innocent as a naughty little girl.

    "Obelisk that existed in Falv -"

    But with a slutty smile.

    "-There are things of the same kind."

    I told him the fact that he deserved amazement.

    "Oh......"

    In Yut''s head, pieces fit in one after another. The finished painting depicts the landscape of the plot planned by Verga.

    "The Dimensional Dragon that ate its magic was unbearably crazy. Dimensional boundaries along the Perpetual Mountains were blurred and rewritten into dense forests, with giant reptiles trekking, which still continues to expand. The concubines call it alienation."

    "If we defeat the Dimensional Dragon, will that alienation go back to normal?

    "No, bye. My father says it will only stop expanding."

    "It''s..."

    It''s too reliable information.

    For the sake of organisation, Yut organises the situation so that his colleagues can understand.

    "I give you the right to use that obelisk. Instead, destroy the Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash"

    "The erosion of the land is stopped, and we get dense forests instead, right?

    "And the truth is, whichever wins won''t hurt the Verga Empire."

    "It is ideal for a concubine to leave one son-in-law and destroy both sides..."

    I can no longer even sigh at my desire to be too honest.

    "" Delivery (Sports) "

    Huge heads came down before such yuts.

    I found out it was the head, because Verga made it appear in secret (Sacramento), and there were eyes, mouth, nose, and thought areas.

    Except it''s a completely different head than that of a human.

    "What, this? A dragon?"

    "Brave man, if my eyes and brain weren''t crazy..."

    "Oh. I''m probably seeing the same thing as Zhuyin, too"

    The Valtrudes. The local group just thinks it''s a monster.

    But the two visitors found out what it was.

    Naturally, I''ve never actually seen it. But anyone knows.

    "Dinosaurs...... right?

    "Tyrannosaurus-like."

    Unusually thick and long fangs.

    Jaw that scuffs everything.

    Eyes as if intimidating the surroundings and waving hatred.

    Just the head, Yona. On the contrary, it''s bigger than Yut.

    Just the head. You can''t be alive.

    I know that by reason, but the underlying fear strikes the acorn.

    "Brave man..."

    "Oh."

    Hold that hand tightly and stop the tremor.

    Verga with an untouched view of it.

    "Did you also go to the world of your son-in-law? Maybe it came from a dimensional distortion."

    "No, you were there or you were extinct"

    This means that Tyrannosaurus and other dinosaurs have to jump across dense forests and relate to Dimensional Dragons.

    "I don''t know what that means, but these creatures sprang from the thick woods, and apparently, even after defeating the Dimensional Dragon, they will continue to exist."

    "What kind of magic..."

    "In other words, food will continue to be supplied forever. That would solve the problem just by keeping the goblins going into the perennial forest, and we wouldn''t bother to get our hands on the Rotosilt."

    "Ideal place... don''t be too bloody"

    If we get rich, there will be no war.

    To do this, we must defeat the Dimensional Dragon.

    And they say there''s that obelisk.

    With the magic of Obelisk, we would also be able to activate the theoretical spells of unscrupulous structures. I mean, your wish comes true.

    It was completely entangled and the escape seemed nowhere.

    "Do you like it?

    That was an evil, slutty, inescapable voice like a girl spider.

 113 7. Perpetual looting of dense forests (after)

    The northernmost part of the Verga Empire.

    In other words, the Yuts reached the north end of the Brewers.

    The offer from Verga to send him to the Forever Stolen Forest on Moment Travel (Teleport) was unanimously rejected, aiming far north on the Ash Carriage Phantom Carriage and the Heavenly Horseback Ride Solestal Steed, but it only took a few days to travel.

    Sure, it''s a difference between cloud mud compared to Moment Travel, but it doesn''t make a difference that it''s out of common sense.

    And out of common sense, the sight in front of me was the same.

    "Wow, it''s really the jungle...... Have the brave men never been to the rainforest or anything over here?

    "I''ve only seen it on TV."

    Basically, as an adventurer, I just kept attacking Obsidian castles. For this reason, adventure in its original sense is not much yuut.

    If we look at adventure as a survival, it will change the story again...

    "It''s pretty north here, isn''t it? Isn''t this amazing? Or is it all sorts of distortion?

    "I didn''t know such a secret existed."

    In contrast to the exciting Larsia, there is no discouragement in the sounding Exile voice.

    But at least we were impressed, we all knew.

    The carriage returns to the miniature, overlooking somewhat elevated areas, but the perennial dense forest is so vast that the edges cannot be seen. The high ground is surrounded by wilderness, but the terrain beyond which one of the mountain ranges has turned into a rainforest extends.

    If you think about it that way, you might be comfortable with the vast dense forest, but the premise is strange in the first place.

    From that dense forest, from time to time, birds and untouchable oddities are leaking, and tremors are also transmitted as if something big was moving.

    The trees are so tall that they look up, most of them with more than 20 meters.

    Furthermore, the wing dragons were roaming over it, as if it were an ancient Earth.

    "If you take just one back to Earth, history will change..."

    "During transport, the cage will tear and panic horror. You can bet."

    "Oh, I''m sure. Besides, you don''t know if it''s the same as the Earth''s dinosaurs."

    The two of them come to a world of swords and magic and tell each other that they didn''t expect to see sights like the White Aki or the Jurassic.

    I know it''s dangerous, but when I cut through the first shock, I later remained excited.

    On the other hand, there is a temperature difference with the Valtrudes.

    "It''s time to go"

    "Right. I can''t help doing this forever. The destination is further behind it."

    For Valtrude, to the extent that it''s a slightly unusual monster. Alcia only knows the contours in the first place. Of course, the excitement of Yut and Akane has been conveyed without relying on an emotion-sensitive ring.

    "Speaking of which, are you joining the directing officer?

    "... you don''t seem to have to worry about overlooking"

    The boundary between the perennial dense forests and the wilderness.

    A death giant (Tanatos), one taller than the trees, was waiting for the Yuts.

    "It''s late!

    Bone Novor welcomes you with a loud barking voice. I guess it''s included from Verga. For now, I don''t see any hostility.

    It''s a pleasure to meet you at the residence of the Dimensional Dragon.

    "... Huh. Don''t be late."

    After all, Yut has something to think about.

    In this short period of time, Exile defeated Bone Novor, Yut was about to be imprisoned, the Valtrudes ravaged in the Ebony Circle, and Yut refused to propose marriage from Verga.

    That''s all we had. I could rather say that there would be remorse.

    Still, the mission seems to be faithfully meant to be fulfilled, leading the way and breaking into the perennial dense forest.

    Yut and the others, Larsia went out in public and then Valtrude. Alcia and Yona, Yut and Akane in two rows.

    Then, at the end of the day, there is an exile to be vigilant.

    "Ugh. What''s that big bug..."

    The trees thrive, and the sunlight is blocked by thriving leaves and branches and reaches only a few miles to the ground.

    Also, I guess, world law is a different area. As soon as I break in, my whole body is surrounded by steam and heat, and I sweat more and more. Whether the composition of the atmosphere was subtly different, I could not breathe slightly, and then my body felt strangely light.

    Insects like dragonflies, not ancient dinosaurs, first appeared in such a perennial dense forest.

    Except, like Acorn said, huge.

    Will there be a meter handed over, or if I put it on my fingertips, it will definitely break. Every single one of the double eyed can be clearly identified, and that''s disgusting again.

    Knowing or not such emotions, the giant dragonfly suddenly, turns around as he observes.

    In that path, a huge mukade crawled through the trunk of a tree more than Acorn had ever known how long he had been there.

    The giant dragonfly away slowly as he grabbed it.

    "I don''t mind missing that one, but some bees are similar in size. If you come out, kill me."

    Dead giants, such as the species of bugs that approach if they care about it, can be exterminated with a combined aura of death, but now they are suppressing it.

    For that reason, or as troublesome as it sounds, Bone Novor advises.

    "I don''t care, it''s hot. I want to take it off."

    "No, Jonah."

    "Because Yut sees it?

    "I won''t look."

    Even though, if Jonah, whose cape is exquisite in the tunic, takes off, all she has to wear is her skin.

    "... you won''t see it, will you?

    "I wonder what that confirmation means, Mr. Arcia?

    "Keep an eye on Mr. Acorn next door, I wonder what that means."

    "That doesn''t have to be said..."

    Until the Verga Empire, it was the acorn that followed me at the will of a woman, but I did not intend to accompany her on such an outdoor adventure, Wildanes Adventure.

    But it is said that the power of the Dimensional Dragon is deterred only by the presence on the spot of visitors who are out of the logic of this Brewers. That they send escorts from the Verga Empire and that some guardian rings are given to them by Yut.

    More importantly, he was to accompany Acorn if it was useful.

    Verga, who came to Falve, called to Acorn for this reason.

    Alcia has confirmed that there is no falsification, including any other information.

    This would mean that the other person is not honest, but that it is more effective to tell the truth in order to move Yut or Valtrude in particular.

    "You''re here."

    Before listening to Bone Novor''s warnings, he took a simultaneous combat stance.

    The soothing until just now - clearly, like a picnic - the atmosphere disappears in an instant and the acorns black-and-white their eyes at the discrepancy.

    "Gwwwwwwww"

    A growl that shakes my whole body and my guts are about to flip.

    Leaping out of the shadows of the dense forest was Tyrannosaurus Rex, whose head Verga showed.

    With his head and tail in a horizontal position, he leaps to the leading Bourne Novor, showing the giant his unparalleled agility.

    Skin that is close to crimson.

    Jaws and fangs that would make humans and others drink round and chew them up regardless of bones or meat. That''s the biggest and only weapon. I rarely use my hands in hunting.

    As he sounds, he spreads his huge mouth and hits the throat of a dead giant.

    Its power, its power.

    Even sheet metal armor (plate armor) will chew, crush, and devour - if the fangs deliver.

    You fake dragon.

    For Tyrannosaurus, a stick like a giant tree shook down, along with an irrational curse.

    That captures the tyrant''s head properly, and the dinosaur''s head is shaken, and liquid scattered with neither blood nor medullary fluid nor cerebral plasma.

    Bone Novor furthermore trampled the Tyrannosaurus, pitifully lying on the ground, breaking the bone in his neck.

    Exactly, a touch of armor sleeves.

    "Here comes the next one."

    A wary rock giant (Jarloot) turns his back on his companions and warns them.

    At the same time, dinosaurs appeared in groups from the grass.

    Neither Yut nor Acorn knew exactly what the name was, but that was close to a small Giganotosaurus.

    It''s a frog-like head that wants to crumble and flatten, but it''s nearly 2 meters. The outer skin was close to brown, along the spine to tail, with protrusions lined up.

    Unlike the earlier Tyrannosaurus, the teeth are short and not curved, like knives.

    Instead of chewing it up and swallowing it, it was a fang for chopping a thousand cleavage bites.

    Nearly ten bodies of such violence have emerged and surrounded them.

    "Interesting"

    "No, there''s no fun element anywhere, right?

    Exile doesn''t flinch.

    Spike Flail, as usual, swung towards the center of the herd.

    "Gaga."

    Scatter to escape the steel storm, but Spike Flail''s range far exceeded expectations. Because the brain is a small dinosaur, it''s not unexpected.

    Over a distance of as much as 10 meters, an anchor-like object flies in.

    Who would imagine it would destroy the cranium, smash the outer skin, and then find one prey after another, destroy it?

    "Oh, I knew, it''s funny because there''s a steeple"

    In addition, Larsia, with her bow, destroyed her brain by shooting precisely Giganotosaurus''s eyes through her ear. Larsia is right, she dies like she''s funny.

    No matter how much, the creature that ruled the ancient Earth. No, it''s an organism. There''s a steep spot.

    Then there''s no reason Larsia can''t kill you.

    "At the end of the day, you''ve got a big shot."

    Without moving himself - without having to move - Valtrude watched over the matter slowly pulls out the Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator.

    At the end of that gaze was the figure of a giant dinosaur, which produced a sail-like backing.

    Spinosaurus.

    Supposed to be the largest carnivorous dinosaur, its height will be nearly 20 metres. It''s a turn bigger than the Tyrannosaurus we knocked down earlier, and it''s comparable in size to that Ig-Nus Zad. There is no longer resistance to treating it as an organism.

    The greenished outer skin bounces off a half-breed attack, and the sharply grown blade must pierce and eat up even the tough scales.

    Before such an opponent, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) slowly packs an intermission.

    I don''t suppose they were on that margin, but Spinosaurus came rushing over with a loud voice of intimidation.

    Agility is lacking in movement.

    That''s why it was so powerful.

    Not that I don''t believe it, but Acorn closes his eyes unexpectedly to a tragic hunch.

    It rained blood.

    That, of course, does not belong to Valtrude.

    The biggest carnivorous dinosaur who grabs a girl as if she had been graced by heaven with her short, but strong forelegs and tries to turn her into a lump of meat.

    But on the verge of touching the magical silver (miserable) sheet metal armor, the sword flash ran and both front legs were lightly slashed and torn.

    The rain of blood, it still won''t stop.

    Valtrude stepped forward at the same time as his arm, which was about his height, fell.

    He dived straight under Spinosaurus'' body, chopped off his rear leg, flipped himself to dance where he had reached affordable height and dropped his neck with one knife.

    "It''s okay, Zhuyin"

    Akane urged by Yut to open his fearful eyes.

    So what I witnessed was the opposite of what I was worried about.

    "Wow..."

    Akane has no words.

    I''ve heard so many stories about defeating dragons, destroying sub-gods, saving the world.

    It''s a magical world, and that''s what I thought it would be.

    But now I know. There was no sense of reality. It was not accompanied by a sense of reality.

    This time - naturally, I don''t know the real thing or anything - for the first time there came out enemies that could be measured in a common tangent with the Earth, and I finally had a sincere understanding of the strength of the Valtrudes.

 114 8. End of story

    "Wow. I''m surprised, in many ways."

    The beauty of Valtrude, which turns even a tragic sight into a single width of painting.

    Acorn was not impressed by the same beauty and overwhelming strength.

    "Well, it''s good to have kept the yuts warm."

    "I had anxiety, but it would have been an easy win if I''d finished it"

    Yut, Arsia, Yona.

    While all are powerful, spells and psychic powers have a limit on how many times they are used. For this reason, battles are often entrusted to the Valtrudes, who are not diminished except for their health.

    And that happened again this time.

    What''s more, I''m delighted that I won.

    However, it was really complicated to see the dinosaurs, who once admired it as a matter of course, being easily slaughtered. It may be a reasonable result if you think of it as a dragon with no exhalation (brace) attacks and no flying in the sky, and of course, I don''t want you to get hurt.

    I''m not...

    "In the meantime, let''s collect the meat"

    Re-conscious, Yut cast aside the dinosaurs, who had become unspeakable wrecks, into a seven-page cleavage void from the spell.

    "The Sword of Magic."

    Seven spells are transformed over the head of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) into a grain of light and reconstituted into a long sword (Longsword).

    "Conquest"

    Following the life of the surgeon, the blade of pure magic protrudes into the body of the dinosaur, cleaving and cutting the flesh into blocks. Recovery focuses on thighs and around the bulbs. My gut, I dropped him off.

    "Um? I thought we just talked about warmth."

    "It''s for romance, forgive me"

    "Maybe, brave man..."

    "You want to try it?"

    The habit of eating meat from dragons and other monsters is seldom found in the Brewers - at least among humans. It''s close to Getestuff.

    But this time the opponent is a dinosaur.

    Speaking of dreams, I exaggerate, but I can''t help but care.

    "Manga meat, indeed..."

    And here was another person, one who would solve that romance.

    "Similar. Couple."

    "I can''t believe we''re a couple, no"

    "No, I didn''t want you to react that way..."

    No treatment and Larsia shakes her head.

    Meanwhile, the Albino girl has asked intriguingly.

    "Delicious?

    "No. Probably not so much"

    The meat of a carnivore is a story of smell, and in the first place, the meat grown for that matter is determined to taste better, in terms of taste alone.

    However, it is also certain that cooking involves factors such as thoughts and circumstances.

    "If you''ve got some errands, we''re moving on."

    That''s what Bourne Novor said, but I''m sure of what I took down. It was fantastic, but surreal, for a giant to be in charge of a dinosaur.

    Yut quickly drained his blood and stuck the meat into a pre-prepared hemp bag, throwing it into an infinitely stored bag.

    It will be retrieved again in a few hours.

    It will be time to finish this day''s itinerary and do the camp.

    "Hmmm..."

    "Yeah......"

    Already the Yang is twilight and the Book of Darkness is covering the everlasting dense forest.

    While camping in an open area close to the water field, a couple of visitors raised a difficult voice as they glued onto the meat.

    Half a day after the first encounter (encount) with the dinosaurs.

    After repelling several similar raids, he was finally certified king of the dense forest, and the carnivorous dinosaurs no longer attacked him. Rather, the more you run away from the other side even if you encounter it.

    I don''t know how to communicate it and what perception they have, but as a yut, I miss you a little.

    Until the destination of the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon), it''s finally halfway down the road.

    I followed Bone Novor''s instructions to get ready for the camp, but little preparation is needed to replace the Ash Carriage Phantom Carriage with a tent.

    Even more so if his death giant (Tanatos) were to distance himself and take an attitude to cross the night by himself, as if he were not willing to be with each other.

    The only incident is that Larsia has said with a geezy face, "Shall we sleep outside," etc., so is it about as good as being punished by Valtrude?

    "That''s a lot of muscle..."

    "Still smells..."

    "Really? It''s delicious."

    "Oh. It''ll be enough."

    Exile and Valtrude praise me, but not comfort me. These two eat a lot of everything.

    What makes Yut and Akane look difficult, of course, was about the taste of the meat of the dinosaurs skewered.

    Manga meat is the most romantic, but realistically quite impossible.

    Bone Novor is doing it, he broke the trees around him to create an impromptu grill and gave up looking away from the sight of Tyrannosaurus being roasted round.

    When it comes to freshly caught and not maturing enough, use carefully the "Rot" spell prepared by Yut in the scroll to clear it. Worries such as poison, ask Alcia to use a divine spell as well to eliminate it.

    Seasoning is another dish prepared in advance by Yuto with a large quantity of spices and baked by acorns on a bonfire.

    "I mean, I''m tense, I don''t know..."

    "You have too much teeth. It looks rubbery......"

    Despite all the hassle I''ve had, to be honest, it''s not good. Romance collapsed brittle before reality.

    But even this, he''s still the best.

    Valtroude''s assessment that spinosaurus and other spinosauruses could not be boiled or baked was perfect and had to be discarded.

    "I can eat, but I won''t bother choosing this"

    This word of Jonah will be the biggest common denominator.

    "But I thought it tasted like chicken, it''s pretty close to beef"

    "Yes, that was a surprise. I''m talking about evolving into a bird, and lizards taste like chicken."

    "In the meantime, can we just hope for a herbivorous dinosaur..."

    "You''re starting to look primitive. Of course, I''ll cook."

    But as a matter of reality, you won''t be able to go out of your way to hunt.

    Because the original purpose is different.

    "More than that, Yut"

    Valtrude opens his mouth to utter words as he pours meat in with ale.

    "Do you really mind making this perennial dense forest belong to the Verga Empire?

    "I can''t just force myself to take it away, so I have to entrust it..."

    Reply to the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), whose beauty is not compromised by the sumptuous dining landscape, thinking about whether to reach for another skewer.

    "Worst case scenario, I''m thinking about burning it down."

    "That''s a noisy story."

    Alcia, who noticed Yut''s patrol and had divided the meat into her own dishes so that it did not burn too much, strikes such an association. It was a negative comment, but at least I won''t deny it.

    "Even I don''t want to destroy the mystery of nature."

    Ask Arcia to divide only half the meat on the skewer, put it in her mouth, and then Yut continues.

    Ignore the raw and warm gaze from Larsia and Yona.

    "What makes this a pantry is there''s no choice. It might be beneficial for each other. But if they force that dinosaur, I''m sorry I''m in trouble."

    I can only talk about this because I''m soundproofing my surroundings with the Silence spell.

    Acorn objected that the air flow was going to stop and the smoke was going to stick inside, but naturally, the only thing blocking it was the sound. Rather than causing physical phenomena, they alter reality to produce results.

    If you don''t notice there, it''s hard to use a theoretical spell.

    "Isn''t it hard to teach that one?

    "Messing with your head?

    "Can''t Jonah express herself a little more moderately?"

    But it was generally not the right answer.

    It only works on less intelligent animals and similar things, but it should be possible to manipulate the dinosaurs with the spells of the Dominance (Charm) system.

    Duration, even a few days. Also, taking it to the front line with the Rotosilt kingdom will be laborious and there will be feeding problems...... not impossible.

    "I don''t want to think about that."

    Did you imagine Tyrannosaurus vanquishing soldiers and knights and eating them? Acorn held his mouth with his hand and put the skewers back on the plate.

    She''s the only one who had such a delicate reaction, but that worry is shared.

    That''s why we let them fight back lightly.

    Loads win too much for just soldiers to relate to.

    "Yut is also thinking about the worst. That would be enough if we could confirm that."

    "Right."

    Alcia also tunes in with Valtrude, who says she can''t help but think too much now.

    "I''m sorry, but I''ll let you prioritize securing Obelisk first. If the Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash is capable of talking, combat is the last resort."

    "Were you talking about absorbing magic and being crazy..."

    "Depends on the degree."

    "And you''re just gonna be weak with Yut and Akane, aren''t you? Then it''s possible, isn''t it?

    Precisely, it seems that the presence of different dimensions corrects the anomaly and limits the power of the dimensional dragon Dal-Lukash, but it is not wrong in large frames.

    "In the meantime, I don''t know unless I go. At the end of the day, you''re pushing."

    "As usual"

    No body, no lid, but that was the truth.

 115 9. All-Known Dragon Dal-Lukash (Previous)

    "That''s it for me."

    "Well, I kind of get that"

    As fatigue also proceeded to take into account, it was the third day into the perennial dense forest that we arrived at our destination, Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash''s residence.

    In front of the Yuts, the entrance to the mossy cave widens.

    It''s almost 10 meters tall, and it seems to be going down somewhere, and I don''t know what''s going on in the back.

    Ahead, I guess there''s a Dimensional Dragon...

    Even a giant cave for the Yuts was too small for "grabbing the clouds too¡± Bourne Novor. Something like that if you try to crawl.

    "Rest assured. We have a replacement escort for you."

    At the same time as the words, one shadow emerges from within the cave.

    That was, in a way, the worst opponent I''ve ever fought, which is familiar to six other people besides Acorn.

    "My late Sieg Alto minister. Verga''s lady went out of her way to speed up the resurrection. Encourage me."

    "Ugh......"

    Woman smiling creepily, restraining her whole body with thorny chains, twitching and bleeding. At the moment of healing, he hurts again and strips away the scabs that he could not have caressed there in a loving way.

    Long dark hair and long faces are hidden, but only the nasty, red, shining eyes glimpsed through that gap, like characters in horror movies.

    Of course, the role is a monster.

    "I am, Tara."

    I''ve never heard your name before, but no one can respond.

    I don''t want to.

    "Uh... Do you know him?"

    Seeing it, Acorn goes to trample the mine with courage. Reckless, but sometimes, its barbaric and saving.

    Still, the stiff scene moved with that one word.

    "Ah. You''re Zieg Alto Crewing''s man, aren''t you? Vampires."

    "It was disgusting, so I blew my leg off"

    "No, well, I don''t know how you feel. But I don''t."

    I''m pretty sure Jonah is the perpetrator, but when I see a vampire - Tara - I get in trouble because I just take it for granted that she was hit.

    "I mean, mazo vampires..."

    Acorn felt a headache in that unimaginable presence.

    Besides, it''s my own escort, that one.

    "I just think that guy''s an escort or something."

    "... would you be happy to cover it?"

    "Brave man, look me in the eye and speak."

    "And then the more he bleeds, the stronger he gets."

    Leave out the story that pain and pleasure are directly connected and explain to Akane. There''s no way we could have talked about that.

    "You''re a vampire, so the wound heals quickly, okay? Is that right? It''s daylight now, but I don''t know..."

    "Daylight, tickles. Good."

    "Brave man!

    "Don''t think too deeply anymore. There''s no way you can understand a pervert."

    "... scarier than dinosaurs"

    Too many unknown objects to know how to handle.

    "Constraint (Gears)"

    Alcia, who was keeping silence, tries to shackle this battered vampire using a spell. Moreover, it was finalised, not a proposal.

    "Whatever you want."

    "Breaking the Constraint causes severe pain to run. I heard that."

    I''m just saying welcome, Verga Empire Side.

    "I can''t move, and the pain runs. Don''t talk on the premise of breaking it."

    Arcia is grumpy herself, but she can''t not not not do it.

    In the end, constraints were to be made such as "do no harm to acorns," "risk your life to protect acorns," and "do not breathe human blood while accompanying you".

    I rather feel like I was happy, but I don''t think deeply. In the meantime, Yut also re-spells and prepares the power of the party.

    The preparations were over, we lined up and went into the cave.

    The interior is as dark as it should be and the scaffolding is poor.

    However, the light sphere that Yut travels by using the spell "Dancing Light" illuminates the whole thing, so that even acorns can walk unhindered with the "Trek" spell on their shoes.

    I''m all set, including these parts.

    Larsia is about 10 meters ahead, as usual.

    Valtrude stands at the head of the group, this time followed by Arcia and Yona, Yut and Akane. Vampires dispatched as escorts do not leave behind acorns, but from time to time, oddities are noticeable, such as throwing and rolling their thorny chain-wrapped bodies to the ground.

    The rear-end rock giant (Jarloot) was rather wary of the abused vampire named Tara.

    That was a normal cave for a dragon to live in, which is also a rare dimensional dragon.

    It would certainly be unusual to think of it as a natural tunnel with a diameter of 10 meters. I see no features other than size.

    Also, the dinosaurs didn''t have bats or anything like that.

    "I wonder if we can get to that dragon like this..."

    Instead of being unfamiliar, Akane says anxiously about her first experience.

    Yut holds her hand and tries to speak up - stopping and looking around as if he noticed something.

    The Valtrudes who notice it will similarly observe the surroundings, but the same cave landscape as before is just spreading.

    "Yona."

    "Mm-hmm. Something''s wrong"

    But Yut''s suspicions seem to have turned into certainty. I can share that intuition, speak up to the Albino girl and try to discuss it......

    "Teleport"

    Suddenly, Jonah used the psychic powers of instantaneous travel.

    Why did you do that and where do you want to go?

    Doubts swirl, but at least we don''t get answers to the latter''s questions forever.

    "Failure..."

    "Rather, you didn''t activate it."

    It''s usually an impossible phenomenon.

    When that happens, I mean......

    "Are you obstructed by the power of the Dimensional Dragon?

    "We created this perennial dense forest, so there''s nothing you won''t be able to..."

    "Hmm? What are you doing?

    Larsia, who was ahead, also returns unusually aware.

    Meadow races (magners) are also exchanged to discuss good aftermath measures - Exile, Acorn, and Turner are outside mosquito nets - but the conclusion was quickly drawn.

    "Hmm. Yut, for once, withdraw"

    "Right."

    "Huh? That easy?

    Acorn cannot hide his surprise from Valtrude, who has chosen to flee lightly. Though I know I might be the cause of that decision, I struggled to get there.

    It was surprising how easy it would be to decide this too.

    "In times of need, it''s not a bad idea not to be able to retreat in Moment Travel."

    "Besides, that''s not all the disadvantages"

    "Absolutely, there''s no reason why we have to fight in enemy nests"

    Yuutos who lay their reasons on the mouth.

    Even if fighting is the end, let alone the supremacy of winning. You don''t have to go out of your way to jump into an unfavourable environment because fulfilling your purpose is paramount.

    Alcia watched in silence, but reluctantly, as she passed through like a sample of her heart. Emotions transmitted from the emotional ring are also pleasant.

    "Well, eventually, if you''ll knock me down, fine."

    "Right. There''s no time limit."

    "Once we get back, we''ll figure out a way to bring it outside."

    Summarizing the policy in a short time, Larsia tries to return to the path she has taken in the lead again.

    "It''s Trouble, Dal-Lukash Encourages Translation"

    At that moment, my voice sounded straight to the forehead.

    "What do you mean?!?"

    In the wake of the Spiritual Wave (Telepathy) named Dimensional Dragon, Valtrude pulls out the Divine Subjugator sword.

    Without delay, Exile and Larsia make their own gains, and the wizards also concentrate on being able to cope with whatever happens.

    Much later, the battered vampire Tara moved to cover the escort subject with her back, excited by the hunch of battle, and the acorn still can''t swallow things.

    "Okay, I''ll explain."

    It felt like the voice of a poor woman. No, should I say I could afford to feel it?

    But that spare time blows up again.

    "Dal-Lukash invites you in."

    The world was engulfed in rainbow light.

    There are other phenomena that do not lead to expression, but it is only a flash of events.

    We didn''t have enough time to close our eyes, and the landscape the Yuts saw was changing again.

    "This place..."

    Where I should have been the first time.

    Yet, he is attacked by a vestigial sense of vision.

    I knew why right away.

    A vast underground cavity. Obelisk was built in the deepest part of the space where the football stadium was likely to be whole.

    Length is 30 meters. Is the width about a third of that? The upright monument made of pitch-black granite emits light as if it were pale and pulsating.

    "You look just like Falve''s underground cavity..."

    "Where I came to this world and..."

    Acorn has no memory of Obelisk because he lost his mind immediately after the metastasis. In the first place, before she metastasized, she was half-collapsed.

    "Dal-Lukash today is the only all-knowing dragon in the world. I have a request for you, and I have been waiting for this hour. ''

    "Of now?

    "I don''t know. The presence of Heavenly Grass Brave, Migi Zhuyin and both visitors keeps Dal-Lukash sane"

    Unchanged, the voice that names Dal-Lukash continues to sound in my head.

    But I can''t find that figure anywhere. The dragon giant is nowhere in this space.

    "Oh, there''s people over there!

    The point Larsia points to is the heart of Obelisk.

    If you look closely, a woman of sensible appearance with rainbow hair closing her eyes was buried halfway into the obelisk.

    The whole body is covered in something like tentacles stretched out of obelisk.

    "I''m not a person. Brave warrior of the meadow species, Dal-Lukash is the only all-knowing dragon in the world. This is just a point of contact to escape madness and have a dialogue with you ''

    "Oh, yeah..."

    In the wake of the spiritual waves from Dal-Lukash, Larsia falls back awesome.

    Rather than not understanding the content, it seemed to be lifted and illuminated with brave men and others.

    "I want to talk to us. So I forcefully invited Zhuyin before I let him go home. That''s good."

    "Arch Mage from another world, quick and helpful."

    "So, what''s the request to us?

    Leave the negotiations to Yut, and the Valtrudes will keep an eye on what happens.

    Therefore, the response from Dal-Lukash was immediate.

    "I want you to destroy Dal-Lukash in madness. This is Dal-Lukash''s Wish ''

    There was no disturbance in that spiritual wave, it was an extremely calm thought.

 116 10. All-Known Dragon Dal-Lukash (Medium)

    "Well, I don''t mind because that''s not so far off our end in itself... if you''re going to, why don''t you just take our hand?

    Yut spoke plainly of the natural, but hard-to-say, point.

    "Returning it is quick and helpful. The reason is simple. Its future is not the worst, but it will be bad, but it will be late ''

    "... it''s like you know the future."

    "I don''t know. Dal-Lukash became an all-knowing dragon."

    "By choosing that option, until the outcome of the visit, you know?

    "Nothing."

    Flat - at least, there''s no disturbance in the voice that resonates with my heart - affirms Dal-Lukash.

    If it is true......

    "Sure, you''d go crazy, too."

    "... what do you mean?

    Perhaps Valtrude is not the only one who has not kept up with understanding.

    Leaving the explanation to Dal-Lukash can be even more confusing. For this reason, Yut assembles in his head a hastily understandable explanation.

    "I don''t know if it''s true, but that dimensional dragon (Kronos Dragon), no, the all-knowing dragon, knows everything about the world, everything about Mori Luo Wang. It''s all about the past, present and future, too."

    "I don''t know if that''s a good thing... but seeing that face seems like I''m wrong"

    ''No. Duke of Istas, it is not a mistake, though. At least because that''s what Dal-Lukash once decided''

    "Duke? I''m the Count.... No, because you know that too"

    Valtrude leads the way and understands the words of Dal-Lukash.

    But also Acorn tried to argue.

    "Pointing out a future we don''t recognize doesn''t prove that we know everything, does it?

    "It''s a reasonable point, a bearer of innovation, praised by the gods of art."

    "Huh? What''s that?

    "Migi Zhuyin, you will remain a cultural innovator such as painting, music and clothing"

    "That''s the future you don''t recognize, right? Right?"

    "... don''t have trouble judging because it seems possible"

    And maybe it''s too late to weigh yourself.

    "Well, that''s anyway. I don''t feel that way when I look at the now all-knowing dragon, but I guess, with the load of knowing everything, plus the tiredness of knowing everything, Dal-Lukash has fallen into the madness of perpetual robbery"

    "It''s hard to explain Dal-Lukash in madness, but all those who exist in front of him become merely those who destroy and ravage them. I don''t go outside the perennial dense forest only because I''m in deep sync with this obelisk ''

    When it is only a warcraft stuck in a nest, Dal-Lukash''s thoughts mock themselves.

    Besides, I''ve also told him in a mental wave that I don''t know how long that will last.

    "If I ask you that much, it''s not like I''m going to destroy you..."

    "Dal-Lukash didn''t choose to die himself because he thought about it afterwards. Dal-Lukash knows that. In the event of Dal-Lukash''s suicide, Empress Verga, who solved the food and population problem, carries out a massive invasion operation ''

    I don''t doubt it.

    For the first time, Exile, who was vigilant around him without speaking, pinches his doubts.

    "Normally, even when the country is stable, we don''t immediately turn our troops outside, do we? You don''t want to shred noble force either."

    "Ooh. Egg crosses the military to political insight"

    "Wow, I noticed that, too?

    "Empress Verga is not normal"

    Dal-Lukash''s response to that was terminal.

    However, because it was self-evident, the battered vampire Darla also has no particular reaction. Originally, maybe I only care about pain......

    "We wage war to hold our beloved Heavenly Grass Brave in our hands"

    "Do you..."

    Though I dizzy and Yut holds my head, it was still a prelude.

    "There are several branches in the results of Operation Massive Invasion. Some of them were the way for Heavenly Grass brave men to descend to the military gates of Empress Verga and conquer the world as demon kings, and lost something important on the battlefield, so they went to Li Kutua and unified his land before challenging the Verga Empire."

    Evil Fallen or Avenger?

    Either way, it wasn''t a lot of future.

    ''This is just one example. Your destruction of Dal-Lukash leads to the best future. I wanted you to understand that.''

    "It''s so hard, let''s do it?

    Opinions jump out of the Albino girl with no body or lid, but the truth is that it was also the most in line with Dal-Lukash''s intentions.

    "To Heavenly Grass Brave Men and the Dukes of Istas, we shall have great trouble."

    "Well, I''d like you to take care of yourself."

    Anyway, they know everything.

    I guess it''s best to do as I say than Valtrude, who instinctively spots lies, doesn''t deny it.

    Still......

    "I need you to kill me because I''ve seen all the future. I read the offensive wiki and I think I just cleared it... I don''t have the right to say it with a translation face. He said he was a great magician, but he might be able to do it."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    The idea of Dal-Lukash chose silence.

    Because I respected Yut''s will, even if I knew what he was going to say and had only one word to give back to it.

    "But I want to hear it. Knowing dragons, I wonder if there is anything else we can do besides give them doom."

    I''m in madness, the perennial dense forest is spreading as it is.

    Therefore, he decided to discuss the Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash.

    But as rational as we actually talked about it, I don''t think we need to destroy it. Nature is also close to good, not evil.

    "Heavenly Grass Brave Man, Migi Zhuyin. Thanks to both of them, Dal-Lukash was able to regain his sanity for a long time. But Dal-Lukash sinned. ''

    "Sin? Anyone like that..."

    ''One is that he put his hand on Obelisk in pursuit of the Knowledge to the disciples (mischief). The other is that he distorted the boundaries of the world to escape madness''

    Pale, showing off your own deeds as they are.

    "By becoming all-knowing, Dal-Lukash provoked madness. Then I broadened the boundaries of the world and decided that if Dal-Lukash''s knowledge were not all, he would return to sanity ''

    "I see. So you brought the dinosaurs from Earth."

    ''But on the contrary, the history of his land could not be handled for an ancient and long time. That creature, from the two of us, wants to ask to what extent it hits the previous one, Dal-Lukash''.

    "Sure, did it go extinct 65 million years ago?

    "I see. Reason."

    "What''s going on in the world of yut and acorns..."

    Upon hearing about that number of years, Valtrude has hardened, but when it comes to the number of digits, it does so, so there is no choice.

    "So with me and Zhuyin, it''s better..."

    "Run Ri. I see, that seems to be the limit too ''

    A rainbow haired woman buried in an obelisk, which was completely turned into an object.

    On that surface, there is a crack. It gradually grows larger and Obelisk itself begins to ring.

    "Dahl-Lucash''s knowledge has no future for Dahl-Lucash to survive. Therefore, the answer to the earlier question will be best served by destroying Dal-Lukash ''

    Put aside a beat, the thought continues.

    "But Dal-Lukash is pleased that what destroys Dal-Lukash has such feelings"

    That was the last word.

    The crack reaches its apex and eventually the female molding, which Dal-Lukash called the contact point, falls as if it were to be stripped.

    From this crack, an elongated head appeared, huge but similar to that of a fish.

    "Grrgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg"

    Not thoughts, but growls even accompanied by physical pressure.

    When you finish it, your whole body gradually becomes exposed, as if it emerges from within an obelisk.

    The all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, who appeared true.

    Rainbow scales.

    Close to streamlined, sharp body.

    Smart impression, but still, huge.

    The two surroundings are bigger than the dinosaurs who have fought in the perennial dense forest. This means that it exceeds the size of Ig Nus-Zad.

    Exactly, a mythical existence.

    If you''re uncomfortable, one thing.

    From where the wings should be, strangely twisted conduits grow and continue to obelisk. No, being connected.

    "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

    The Roar of the Dragon Again (Dragon Lower).

    Even the soul disappears. That signaled the opening of the war.

    "The braces are coming, scatter!

    Yut''s warning coincided with the opening of the mouth of the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash.

    Legend, no. It would be something to be told as a myth, but this one isn''t soft enough to be manageable with one shot of brace either. It was primarily a warning to Acorn and hence Darla, but the battered vampires had not forgotten their role.

    When you hug the acorn to cover, behind this cavity. Jump to the other side of the crazy Dal-Lukash.

    I recognised that, but the mad all-knowing dragon is unshakeable.

    Suck up magic from Obelisk and spin power beyond the usual.

    Rainbow exhalation (braces) dyed the space.

    Flames, cold air, lightning strikes, sound waves, strong acids, fierce poisoning, frenzy. Seven colored exhales swallow the Valtrudes, and seven attributes rave mad without taking the lives of the heroes.

    "It''s comparable power to Il Canjual''s industrial flame."

    But Valtrude doesn''t sink.

    There will also be protection by Magic Silver (Mithral) Sheet Metal Armor (Plate Armor), and protection by the spell of Spirit Circle Protection (Elemental Circle).

    Still, I can''t be intact... but at the same time, that''s not enough to defeat the ¡°ever-winning¡± Hellenonian Virgin.

    "Normally, it can be cured."

    Having said that, the Arsians'' rear guards had escaped difficulties with the Seven Light Barriers (Raywall), which Yut had constructed aggressively. Darla seemed unfortunate, but she couldn''t fit in.

    The magic wall had disappeared because it was offset, but the damage fell within the limits of being able to recover with an Alusian healing spell.

    I can tell the dragon in general, but I can''t make a series of attacks by exhaling.

    Sewing that gap, Valtrude stormed with a shield integrated with his hand, and Exile also swung forward and down Spike Flail.

    "Gaaaaaaaa"

    Fallen all-knowing dragon roar.

    You can''t possibly be afraid of it now... but the rainbow exhale was gathering in its mouth as if time had been cut off.

    Again, the world is dyed seven colors.

    In a series of unlikely exhalation attacks, the leading Valtrude is burned all over his body and, although he did not fall and fall, he pokes his knee on the spot.

    But that''s better yet.

    There was no time to build the Seven Light Barrier again, and the clothes of the magic equipment (magic items) were burnt and deeply wounded, although the yuts who ate the rainbow exhalation - except for the light Larsia - were spared from fatal injuries because they were in the shadow of Exile by chance.

    It has the effect of supporting spells such as Spirit Circle Protection, and this is it.

    Among them, it was Yut who was seriously injured.

    Though his limbs were safe, Yut has some missing fingers and spits blood on whether he was hit in the gut.

    I feel like I''m losing my mind about the pain, but it''s the result of covering up Arcia and Yona. I have no regrets.

    Believe that you two are safe, you manage to endure.

    Acorns, on the other hand, were intact.

    As a result of Darla''s role...... I don''t feel like thanking you.

    "Uhi, hehe..."

    Darla, the battered vampire, was grinning comfortably as she scorched her entire body, frostbite and bones melted inside and violently poisoned her flesh.

    In a way, the role of the human shield is playing, but it''s going to take some time before it functions again.

    "Alcia, in the meantime!

    Larsia, who did it unharmed, shoots arrows directly next to Dal-Lukash into her eyes and brain at how long she was traveling that far.

    "Ugh. There''s a steeple, but it''s too big!

    Was it from the beginning? Or has it evolved since becoming an all-knowing dragon? Dragons that are too huge don''t even get slaughtered arrows that make them faint.

    But I''ve earned time.

    "Just a little more, bear with me"

    In a duller motion than usual. But I pray to the goddess of death and sorcery, surely with the holy seal of Truss-Sink in my hand.

    Even within this space, dominated by a mad omniscient dragon and deterred by instantaneous movement, the wish was heard.

    Fellows, all the bodies are wrapped in light particles, soft and warm, which instantly heals the wounds.

    Except for Darla.

    Of course, because it is at the mercy of the Verga Empire...... not. Using a normal healing spell on an Immortal Monster (undead) can destroy it the other way around.

    "Thank God."

    Yuut, whose wounds and pain were completely removed.

    While I say thank you, my gaze is fixed on the mad Dal-Lukash.

    (Change the flow...... ugh)

    To do this, I can''t spare the serving.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    The Great Magician-Class Spell of the Ninth Staircase that stops the moment and dominates the moment.

    Colors and sounds disappear from the world, and the world becomes just Yut''s.

    - That was supposed to happen.

    "Gaaaaaaaa"

    "What? No."

    It was moving.

    The roaring Dal-Lukash fleshes to Yut just a few steps away, shaking up his forelimbs trying to crush him with those huge nails.

    (Dimensional dragon.)

    A dimensional dragon that dominates time and space.

    It is also the presence of a mythological class that led to the all-knowing dragon.

    It is therefore free to move even in spaces where the moment has stopped. It also seemed like he used a continuous exhalation attack, proceeding only with his moment with abilities similar to the Spell of Time Suspension, and re-filling the exhalation.

    "The Great Mage''s Shield, Aegis of Archmage."

    Abandoning that speculation and the plan that was supposed to use the Differential Blast, Yut activates the best defensive spell of his own knowledge and escapes from the claw of death.

    Right now, on this occasion, I''m alone with Dal-Lukash.

    You can''t even distance yourself with a spell in the instantaneous mobility system. I get desperate too.

    "Release"

    Yut, who ran without himself or the world and took a distance from the all-knowing dragon, lifted the Time Suspension.

    With the colors returning to the world and the positional relationship changing, time began to move forward.

    "Well, have you come any closer from the other side?"

    "Egg, let''s be surprised they suddenly approached us!? Then Yut should have used the trump card, but they''re intact!

    Larsia''s point is fine, but I don''t have time to touch it right now.

    Yut, who was traveling to the back of the Albino girl, put his hand on its shoulder and said.

    "Yona. Do me a favor!

    "Leave it to me."

    Delighted by the trust placed in him, Yuut looks up to Dal-Lukash.

    "I got the thread."

    That gaze was not directed at the crazy all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, but further ahead.

 117 11. All-Known Dragon Dal-Lukash (After)

    "Elemental Missiles"

    The mental concentration I started the moment Yut told me I had a favor to do ended, and countless arrows of flames appear in front of Jonah.

    Each one of them is the size of a spear, like a crossbow gun (barista).

    Even if I don''t listen to the specific instructions, I know exactly what Yut intends to do.

    "Yona, go for Obelisk, not the dragon."

    "Rikai!

    Without any doubt, the Albino girl unleashes a flying body of source elements created with psychic powers.

    If only I''d closed my eyes to that violent act, it would have been a really cute trick.

    "Yut, are you insane!?"

    Valtroude eats bubbles and tries to stop them, but it''s late. Before that, I''m not going to let Jonah stop me.

    "Dal-Lukash should have also known that I would make this kind of decision. So destroying it won''t be terrible."

    "It''s not. If you can use Obelisk..."

    "Well, that''s somewhat unfortunate. In the first place, even Jonah wasn''t really going to break it."

    "Of course, let them destroy it all"

    "... right"

    A myriad of flaming spears, unleashed by Jonah, fly over the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash and kill tens of meters to an obelisk.

    An unrealistic sight as if a missile were arcing and falling into a building.

    Unilaterally exerted destruction.

    - That was supposed to happen.

    "Grrgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg"

    The roar of the all-knowing dragon.

    The roar of crushing the ears and shaking the brain was not, however, directed at the creatures on the spot.

    "Sounds distorted"

    "That sounds like..."

    While distorting his face to discomfort, Yut waves at the unlikely orbit and behavior of the Elemental Missile.

    Flying bodies of the source elements that were supposed to collapse the obelisk would not reach upright monuments made of pitch-black granite, but would be bent over the path.

    Ahead, the maddening Dal-Lukash giant.

    Far beyond the earlier roar, the roar of a landing bullet.

    Blast to a vast amount of heat, also a proof of destruction left.

    "Gahhhhhhhhhhh"

    Exactly, I guess I couldn''t even completely distort the subject. Instead, in the wake of the rain showers and the pouring Elemental Missile, the maddening omniscient dragon also turned himself around.

    The whole body, which should have boasted a streamlined shape, burns, the rainbow scales peel off and the meat is exposed.

    "Well, this is it?

    "Yeah, yeah. Sounds like you can''t bounce back or even do it one way or the other. You know, my arrows bounce off, seriously, give me a break."

    "Oh. What I found out was the harvest."

    That was, indeed, right.

    But knowing the future - Dal-Lukash, who knows everything, can''t be attacked without meaning.

    "Grrgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg"

    Again, let go of the roar that causes the storm and turn yourself in large measure.

    Tremors like mountains moving.

    At the same time, the scales that were rainbow stained crimson.

    "The colour changed because you were attacked by the source of the fire?

    "No, I feel more violent than ever."

    Naturally reason, which did not exist more than the original, at last, even renounces the wisdom of assembling tactics?

    "This is a common angry state in games..."

    "I guess so."

    Two visitors, who noticed the change in Dal-Lukash as soon as possible, quickly brief their peers.

    "You mean totally crazy"

    It doesn''t matter what little tricks you have. It becomes a simple beating.

    Exile, so sure, laughed happily. Those dozens of meters are delighted to be able to compare forces to dragons like a certain mountain wall.

    And Arcia, too, rode it.

    "Nevertheless, I am fortunate to have let you use one hand in defense."

    Truss-Sink, the Archbishop (Patriarch), who touched the sacred mark of the Goddess of Death and Magic, chose to go on offense rather than consolidate his defense.

    "In order to give my trusted companions the doom that the sanity of the all-knowing dragon seeks, give them a glowing glow on the blade they want to use -" The Radiant Blade "

    Eighth Staircase Divine Spell to disable armor.

    The subject is no exception to the strong scale of the dragon.

    Valtrude''s devil''s sword Divine Subjugator, Exile''s Spike Flail, and Larsia''s composite short bow wrap themselves in a holy glow.

    "Whoa whoa whoa."

    Earlier, the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash was following Yut forward.

    In just the right position, the Rock Giant (Jarloot) beats his favorite Spike Flail with all his strength.

    An anchored hitting area ripped through the red scales of the dragon''s torso, forcing the bleeding - it should have.

    "Weird?"

    As if no Dal-Lukash existed there, Spike Flail passes through the void and flourishes across the ground.

    "Next!

    Exile, however, does not restrain.

    Reunite your arms and spine to jump up Spike Flail. The attack captured the maddening all-knowing dragon this time, bringing its giant, albeit slight, to rest.

    The rock giant, it still won''t stop.

    Rotating himself like a hammer throw, swinging Spike Flail slammed a blow with that centrifugal force into the other side.

    Blood flowing with sweat and recoil colours the entire body of the Exile.

    But the maddening Dal-Lukash damage goes far beyond that.

    No matter how huge a dragon, no matter how crazy it is to know everything, it doesn''t change being a creature. If you take a blow that exceeds your tolerance, it''s death waiting ahead.

    Bombing by the Albino psychic (Scion). Two shots added to the rock giant.

    That alone makes the scales peel off everywhere, overlapping with the colour of their scales and difficult to discern, but the blood, the source of life, flows like a waterfall, making a blood pond beneath their feet.

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    Larsian arrows fly as they overlap there.

    It''s a fine arrow, comparable to the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash. I don''t even think it would be slightly damaged if I were shot into a steep spot. No, in the first place, it''s going to break before it gets there.

    But that''s because it''s an elephant arrow.

    The golden arrow, also released with the protection of the Glowing Blade, passes through a crimson scale like paper, advancing through the meat and shooting through the gut.

    But it wasn''t everything.

    A few of them fly away somewhere past Dal-Lukash, wondering what reason it is.

    "I''m not bounced back, but I''m scuffed!

    Did you shoot about six bottles at the same time and run over the meat by about half?

    "Stop the moment. It''s more like they''re manipulating the odds than anything else."

    "Probability?"

    For the sake of Valtrude listening back, Yut searches for words that are easy to understand.

    "To exaggerate plainly, fate......?

    The future that Exile''s Spike Flail was supposed to hit directly.

    Now that they were supposed to be piercing the steeple with Larsian arrows.

    It altered that reality and made them all finalise their destiny to come off. Without it, it could have been a cumulative attack and already been defeated.

    "I see."

    When convinced, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) meets his heels. Boots of Wings, a military shoe of flight, is activated to carry the divinely graced Virgin into the air.

    "O Helenonia, who defends victory and justice. Give me your protection, Demon Strike!

    With the sword of the devil, Valtrude prayed.

    It is heard immediately, and the sword in his hand, his whole body, is enveloped by the spirit of the pale light.

    "Grrrrrrrr"

    Dal-Lukash in permanent madness, just to destroy what moves. For that reason alone, he wields a tough nail, beats it with a tail as many as dinosaurs, and tries to chew it up with his fangs.

    While flying, the Cathedral Knight struck down with a sword from God, took it with a shield to avoid a deadly blow, and withdrew everything with a sighing manoeuvre (Manuba) ¡­ should have.

    "Again!

    If you noticed, a giant nail was appearing in front of you.

    Aggressively, I try to stop it with a demon sword, but my size difference is enormous.

    A nail pierces the magical silver (Mithral) armor and is slammed to the ground as if even a bug were to pay for it.

    "Knock..."

    But Valtrude endured. The fighting spirit does not disappear from your eyes as you kneel. Without waiting for a healing spell, he jumps up into the air again.

    action because he was, to some extent, anticipating, or prepared.

    "What''s going on..."

    Flashy, acorn twinkle.

    I''m glad you''re safe, I''m glad.

    But that impact is no different than being hit by a train. No, for what it''s willing to kill, it''ll outweigh even that.

    That, no matter how much armor you''re wearing and wrapped up in an aura, is it bearable?

    Naturally the acorn is unaware, but it is also possible that the measure is different.

    So that Yut could exercise the subdivine spell (Immortality Spell) beyond the boundaries of the Great Mage, Valtrude might also be transcending the legend and putting his foot on the floor of God.

    The truth is not known on this occasion.

    At least, Valtrude doesn''t care about that.

    "Can you escape my Demon Strike or try it?

    Yes, it doesn''t change what you do.

    "Divine Assault, Divine Rush"

    Speaking of a divine spell dedicated to cathedral knights that reinforces "Demonic Strike," Valtrude flies to a mad all-knowing dragon.

    The flash ran.

    A blow that burns down in an instant and sublimates everything.

    The mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash doesn''t move.

    Even Dal-Lukash, who knew everything but was thus permanently insane and lost sight like a mad warrior (Berserker), understood.

    The possibility of sending that blow and surviving.

    That''s what none of us are.

    "At least don''t die in peace."

    Dyed the beauty of an angel with worry, Valtrude put the Goddess Sword in his sheath.

    As if that was the signal, Dal-Lukash drifts off (...).

    Huge dragon.

    Crimson dragon.

    Its neck, just halfway down, fell pulled by gravity.

    Late, torso areas scattered and torn by Jonah, Exile and Larsia follow the same path.

    "It''s over...?

    The acorn, which had nothing else to do with watching it, snapped.

    "Ah? Did I flag you now? Oh, no, no. Such in real life..."

    Another mundane visitor for reasons I don''t know other than yut.

    "Exactly, it''s..."

    Where Yut hung up on something, the world fills with rainbow light.

    "From Obelisk?!?"

    Valtrude, who was nearest, breaks through, but we have to wait for him to fit in.

    Minutes pass while the world remains rainbow stained.

    What the Eye-Opening Yuuts saw was the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, which increased to three bodies.

    They were all fanatical crimson scales, not rainbows, but the unity within them remained neck dropped. But, as if, playing backwards, its Dal-Lukash goes back to normal.

    "What do you mean?

    "Hi again, didn''t you come back to life?

    "I couldn''t assume it from the name of the all-knowing dragon..."

    Larsia and Arsia''s words in answer to Valtrude''s twinkle were also full of confusion.

    "In the meantime, attack Mokai Obelisk?

    "Well, you haven''t changed once or three times."

    Meanwhile, the conclusions of Jonah and Exile are simple and clear.

    And Yut and Akane were trying to share their thoughts with each other, not from a place quite far away, but looking at each other.

    "Doesn''t this mean past, present, and future dragons?

    "When we do, do we have to knock the three bodies down at the same time?

    "Patterned right..."

    Such biased ¡°common sense¡± naturally doesn''t go to the people of the Brewers.

    "Right. So, do you want to split up?"

    "I''ll take the left."

    "Okay, I''m on the right"

    "Then I''m in the middle of a resurrection. Sounds easy."

    But you believed me.

    "Okay. I don''t know if I''m right, but I''m gonna knock three bodies out at the same time. I''m in charge."

    "Well, let''s get my attitude in order -" Fully healed "

    A healing spell that was also used after the brace to heal the wounds of all allies and restore health.

    Ready, that was enough.

    "Elemental Missiles"

    Again, countless arrows of the source appear in Jonah''s present.

    Now, cold air, not flames.

    Besides, did you squeeze your natural mental strength, a few times as much as you did earlier? I have plenty of firepower support at my disposal.

    "Oh, no."

    Following the orders of a flat voice, a spear of ice, once launched near the ceiling, descends simultaneously. For the maddening omniscient dragon that has become a trinity, and for the obelisk.

    After all, is it a delicate task to bend an attack on Obelisk, or you can''t seem to manipulate the probability of an attack on yourself.

    The Elemental Missile, which flows down like a waterfall, penetrates Dal-Lukash''s entire body in a dull manner, stopping him with cold air and nailing him on the spot.

    "Yona, Nice Assist - Sniper''s Feast"

    Along with that, an arrow with an entity flew from Larsia and penetrated deep into the heart and body into the brain in his eyes.

    "gruuuuuuuuuuuuu"

    Even if it''s crazy, also, even that giant seems to feel the pain instantly, and the omniscient dragon who was in the middle turns himself up screaming.

    "Don''t overdo it, Val"

    "That way."

    Two avant-gardes divided left and right wave their scores to each prey.

    Unwrought, reckless, overwhelming violence.

    I don''t mind eating a counterattack. Trust in Alcia, and in Yut, underpins that action.

    The probability operation may cause the attack to be somewhat deactivated. For that matter, we just have to keep attacking.

    Two newly emerged mad Dal-Lukash who are instantly cut off their lives.

    "Jonah''s gonna complain about being plain."

    Yut cuts through nine pages of the spell and arranges them in front of three mad omniscient dragons.

    "The Fantasy of Death, The Wierd Death Tails."

    When I met a group of dinosaurs, I was going to use them and prepare them, a theoretical spell on the ninth staircase.

    As Yut casts a spell, the pages of the spell are swallowed up into each dragon.

    But nothing happens (...).

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D

    Trinity''s mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash is also unresponsive.

    But that''s fine (...).

    "The Fantasy of Death" is a grand magician-class spell that shows horrible words and phantoms to subjects and leads them to death. The weaker they are, the more effective they are.

    However, what words are being thrown at you and what illusions are you seeing?

    The surgeon doesn''t even know that.

    All I can tell is the results.

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D

    Three mad all-knowing dragons Dal-Lukash collapsed on the spot, breathlessly at the same time.

    Almost fills this cavity, as powerful as, say, the destruction site of a building we saw on TV.

    But that''s all.

    That''s it.

    "When you went crazy, you didn''t have to be scared as an all-knowing dragon."

    If you can''t act rationally, that ability doesn''t make much sense either.

    Sure, it was a threat, but if you finish it, you can say it''s a complete win.

    Quiet ending.

    At the end of the day, Dal-Lukash regains his sanity and cannot even exchange words.

    "Now you''re done."

    Loosen the riddle look in battle all the time, like an angel, no, with a warm smile on a more beautiful look such as an angel, Valtrude walks by.

    Yut, too, tried to nod at it - noticing the discomfort coming from under his feet.

    "Shaking?

    Whose words would that have been?

    It wasn''t weird who said it, and it was the right word without having to be sure of anyone.

    A cavity, the world trembles.

    At its center, there was a pulsating obelisk from which spiraled arms grew countless.

 118 12. The second epilogue......

    "Back off!"

    First decree of Valtrude. The atmosphere that was relaxed switches in an instant, revolving around Yut to regroup.

    I sent my gaze to Akane, who was away, feeling reliable about it.

    Finally, the battered female vampire (vampire) Darla has also regenerated and is on her escort.

    There is fatigue and wear, but it would be good to describe it as complete.

    Once again, he returns his gaze to a giant arm twisted like a spiral.

    It had grown innumerable from Obelisk, nearly 20 meters long and swayed every bit as if it were to be ordained.

    "I don''t know what that is yet, but it''s definitely not a lot. First of all..."

    Yut tries to give immediate instructions, but he couldn''t say it out to the end.

    The spiral arm, which was shaking like an isoginchuk, suddenly stops perfectly.

    A moment of silence.

    Like an ant gathering in a pile of sugar, like a beast swarming with rot. In a physiological distasteful move, he arrived at the remains of the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash.

    Spiral giant arms.

    Its tip touches the scale of the all-knowing dragon.

    The moment he recognized it that way, Dal-Lukash disappeared.

    It''s not a metaphor or anything, that''s the phenomenon that happened.

    Erased that mountain-like giant with just one stroke of Dal-Lukash, who even Valtrude and Exile had exhausted their death and retreated.

    "Knock."

    "This is..."

    Valtrude and Arcia to the disastrous signs of too intense evil, no, transcending it. Two priests unwittingly kneel.

    So, it turned into certainty.

    "The Spiral of Despair (Leliulia) ¡­"

    Old and great that restores the world itself to nothingness.

    The annihilator who suddenly emerged from a different dimension from this world.

    Evil things that once could not be extinguished when the gods of good and evil fought together, and connected them to prison.

    When Yut transferred to this Brewers. A year later, when he transferred the Book of Nothingness, When Acorn came this way.

    Whether it was stimulated by the use of repeated obelisks or to the extent that it still struck a turnaround, the spiral of despair manifested itself in the Brewers.

    A sight that would have been a joy if his triade had lived.

    I didn''t kneel like the two priests - even that Larsia - paled my face and couldn''t get my thoughts together.

    (Does Dal-Lukash''s full knowledge extend to this spiral of despair as well?

    No way, it can''t be extended. If I had included that much, I would have died mentally without reason or madness.

    Despair lowers the book to Yut''s heart.

    Fight or defeat? Give me that?

    Just touching it and confronting that one that wipes everything out, weathers it, and destroys it?

    But what happens when you run? If you crawl out of there, everything. This Brewers, as well as The Land of Oblivion, Heaven and Nara, will equally doom.

    Can we avoid it just by destroying Obelisk? Is there any other way?

    "No. So what?"

    Yut shook off his cowardice (today).

    It doesn''t matter what you know. I''m not following that. I didn''t do it because I was told.

    I have something important. I have something to protect.

    "It doesn''t change what you do. Nothing changes."

    Yut reaches for the scroll case he was lowering from his waist instead of the spell document. There were homemade spells stored there that I thought were incomplete and would never be used.

    That spiral of despair isn''t even about to wake up yet. I just unconsciously stretched my pinky finger without meaning.

    As if to prove it, the gigantic arms of the spiral that annihilated Dal-Lukash were shaking every bit again, as if searching for their next target.

    Not yet, we should make it.

    "Zhu Yin, gather round here. Don''t let everyone out, just be vigilant. Yona, Teleport, please. Now that Dal-Lukash is gone, you should be able to use instant travel too"

    While giving instructions early in the arrow succession, Yut himself comes forward with a scroll.

    To unexpected behavior, everyone lost the time to stop.

    "What about Yut?

    "I''ll go back myself."

    In response to Jonah''s inquiry, Yut stopped just a little and answered with his face facing the front.

    "Stop Yut!

    The first thing I noticed was Arcia.

    With an emotional ring, you realize you don''t know what you''re going to do, but you''ve decided to be ready. Arcia screams in a rare and unavailable voice.

    (Nothing, it''s not like I''m sacrificing to help everyone...)

    Yut laughs bitterly, but he doesn''t have time to explain.

    Something is coming this way with a big, targeted spiral arm.

    Slowly, as if to attract it.

    With no strays or wolves, Yut hoisted his own scroll up in heaven.

    It''s the first time I''ve used it.

    But with this Obelisk magic, it always activates.

    "Interstella Walker, the One Who Shoots the Stars."

    "Yut...... ugh!

    Hearing Alcia scream, more importantly driven by her own, inexperienced impulse, Valtrude ran. I ran so much that I never got any more serious.

    This time Yut turns around and shows her in his eyes.

    I was insulting people who liked me.

    Give me that look.

    But the spell never stops.

    The spell of dimensional movement, which summed up the magic that Obelisk had accumulated and once told the Great Sage it was inactivatable, was unleashed.

    "Brave man! Val!

    Yut is wrapped in seven colors of light.

    It''s a precursor to dimensional movement.

    As with time, Valtrude caught up and grabbed Yut''s shoulder.

    Never let go. That''s what I told you, even the devil tells you he''s beautiful and ready for immortality.

    Yut was remembering her and her first kiss as a loved one.

    I can''t stop you anymore.

    A vision, a world, surrounded by light.

    The sound was also lost.

    Stop thinking too.

    seconds that I also feel like forever.

    Eternity that can be a few seconds.

    The door closed.

    The spiral of despair keeps me asleep.

    The world was saved.

    Once again, they saved the world.

    - The hero who closed the door is nowhere else in this world.

    "This place..."

    I opened my eyes and the first thing I felt was the blinding light.

    If you look, the sun at the end of summer shines relentlessly.

    Noisy, windy sound.

    No, this is noise.

    That sound, which I haven''t heard in a long time, brought discomfort and at the same time grief to Heavenly Grass Brave.

    "What, that one? The Iron Carriage will run at a tremendous speed."

    A voice I''m used to hearing. The voice of a woman who is pleasant in her ears, loves her, loves me is stained.

    "Oh...... Thanks for the promised reactions."

    Now I realize I''m sitting on the road.

    An asphalt heated by the summer sun burns a palm.

    "Are you home?"

    The end I once wanted.

    On that occasion, there was no other way.

    But my voice and expression are bitter.

    The Heavenly Grass Brave made his return to his homeland.

    There is no guarantee of a return to the Brewers.

 119 Prologue Left Behind

    Disappeared.

    Everything disappeared.

    And those who were left were beholden to it. I had no choice but to.

    Obelisk''s pulse has stopped and is now turned into a mere monument. The gigantic arms of the spiral that had grown countless - the end of the spiral of despair (Reliouria) - have not even left a trace, as if they had destroyed their existence themselves.

    The doors of ruin were firmly clamped.

    But there are no two of them.

    "Where did the brave man and Val go?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Neither did Alcia, nor could anyone answer.

    "He shouldn''t be dead..."

    No one knows more than that.

    "Oh no..."

    Acorn''s knee breaks and he''s about to fall down fluttered.

    (Ah. You actually say you fall in shock)

    Such a calm self freaks me out and gives me a crying look. What more can I do or talk about?

    I don''t know anything.

    "He''s gone..."

    It was the Albino girl who supported such acorns throughout her body.

    It''s just that Jonah herself had tears in her eyes about what to do.

    We''re all the same.

    I''m anxious, sad, I don''t know what happened.

    Seeing Jonah like that, Acorn realizes herself as she calms down. Now, I''m sure, we''re all just moving.

    (Then I need to do something first thing I realize)

    When I smile and stroke my head at Yona for my support, I strengthens my legs to never flutter again. And he slapped his cheeks with both hands, and Acorn put in the mood.

    I still don''t know what to do, but it''s not if I''m getting hit.

    One way or another, though the main effect was that the oddity made everyone else calm.

    "All right, let''s wrap up what happened. I don''t know anything about it, so let me know."

    Acorn shouts out loud, like a sister calling out to a friend in front of the TV.

    You must be fine because you''re fine.

    "First, before the valiant and Val, that disgusting thing. What happened to those hands? I mean, what was it? The brave man said something about Leliu."

    "Leliulia, it''s a spiral of despair"

    "Oh, you''re like the evil god the brave man said. Huh? That was the resurrection!?"

    Now I realize the seriousness of the matter.

    I change my complexion wondering if that would be a bad idea, but Arcia explains it properly.

    "No, Yut seems to have done something about it. I can''t even feel the remnants of it right now."

    You want to summon me, you want to cry.

    Still, in an effort and calm tone, Arcia said.

    "Good...... But that''s why the brave man worked so hard."

    Always is.

    I can do it myself, and I push around without knowing what I think. I know you did it to help, but I''m gonna cry and make you want to get in trouble.

    Complaining, because it would be out of line.

    "So, what happened to the brave man? How can you say he''s alive? In the first place, how did you end up with a spiral of despair?

    "I didn''t do it, but the answer to that question converges into one. I have never heard of the spell" Interstella Walker, "the one who shoots at the stars, but that he uses the magic of Obelisk. And, by name, it must be close to Moment (Teleport)."

    Let me think about this...

    "What activated it was a spell to travel to a different world - possibly Yut Kun''s hometown. It''s not known to the public, it would be homemade."

    "To Earth..."

    "Use the magic left over from Obelisk. No, activate such a big spell that you have to use it to close the door so that the helix of despair cannot penetrate this way. Because there was no other way to make that possible¡­"

    Half is spun out as if to convince yourself, Arcia''s guess.

    Akane was chewing the word in silence.

    Yut and Valtrude disappeared.

    That wasn''t hit by that disgusting twisted arm. The result of using a spell that consumes a lot of magic to wipe its arms out of this world. It happened that the spell was something that would transfer to Earth.

    The master is reversing.

    It''s tricky, but I kind of understood it.

    "Okay. I don''t think there''s ever going to be a brave man doing this at his own expense. So the brave man is alive."

    "But that spell should have been unfinished. The only thing that is certain at the moment is that Obelisk''s magic power was used. Yutkun and Valtrude could be drifting between dimensions."

    "Mr. Alcia, I''m too pessimistic. First of all, it''s not there."

    Smile.

    In an effort to look spare, Acorn denies Arsian words.

    "How can you say that?

    "Even when Val approached you, you didn''t seriously turn away, did you? I mean, I was confident in the brave."

    Nobody says anything.

    But satisfaction and hope dwell in everyone''s eyes.

    "Sure. Rather, it might be safer with Val, no matter what."

    The meadow species (Magner) also slap lightly just when things are getting better.

    "Then... Next thing you know, what are we going to do?"

    Behind the acorns that are making me a facilitator. Arcia thinks as she observes how Darla, the battered woman vampire, is somewhat remote.

    I was wondering what to do with her.

    But I stopped thinking right away. I don''t underestimate it, but because it''s out of the way, it also takes morality to eliminate it because you don''t want to divulge information.

    Besides, it seemed better to keep it in Verga''s ear when it came to Yut''s metastasis.

    "Do what,? I can only fight... Return to your territory first, then think."

    "Can I leave all of a sudden without a report?

    Side by side, Larsia says as she sees Darla, a battered woman vampire who doesn''t try to pinch a single incision. That gaze, if you''re gonna kill it, you''re gonna kill it, right? He seemed to be complaining.

    Alcia, who remembers swordswallowing signs with that atmosphere and emotion-sensitive ring, gently shakes her head to stop it.

    "We can''t go after them in our abilities, but we may know something about Master Vainamarinen, who was jointly developing them."

    "That''s him..."

    Acorn gives a sinister look to the suggestion of a different direction. Not the face a fancy looking girl like her does. If Yut were here, he would have weighed himself a little more.

    "Well, use whatever you can. Worst case scenario, you can give me your notebook."

    "Even Grandpa with a big voice, I don''t think that''s it, exactly. But if you''re going to give it to me, I''m going to get it."

    "Yona-chan, that''s what I recognized..."

    You can''t revive the battery with the Repair (Repair) spell without Yut. Think of it that way, it''s no use.

    "And then again, do you want to report the disappearance of the two men to the Wang Capital?"

    You recovered from the shock, the power begins to return to Alcia''s voice.

    "If you''re a secret detective, we dispose of it on a regular basis, and we''ve got enough money to distribute false information?

    "I think they asked me something extraordinary..."

    "I can''t tell Val, and it''s a secret to Yut."

    "Larsia, it''s outrageous. It would be better if it were left undamaged."

    "Yona?"

    It was hard watching Jonah moisten her eyes with the two of them gone, but this is the problem.

    Such an albino girl leaves it to Alcia, who is chastising and punishing her cheeks, and Acorn turns her thoughts around.

    If you want to hide it, you can hide it.

    "Ordinary politics...... what about those in territorial management? It wouldn''t make sense if you were confused."

    Exile''s best point.

    The Archbishop (Patriarch), who took his hand off Jonah''s cheek, overtook his apprehension that there was no problem.

    "Recently, Yuto was mainly concerned with the development and launch of new businesses. The practice is, if Mr. Claude and I were here, I''d do something about it. And don''t worry about anything if Mr. Acorn can help you."

    "Me?

    "Yeah, it looks like you can do the math, just like Yut."

    "If it''s about calculation, well"

    Smartphone calculators are also laptop spreadsheet software. As for the latter, I don''t understand how to use one now......

    "Well, I guess I''ll figure it out for a while"

    "But is it beneficial to hide it?

    "My lord, you two nobles are gone, aren''t you? Isn''t that normal?

    "Really? That prince seemed like a pretty good guy."

    Following the accusation of that acorn, Arsia and Larsia close their mouths again. The two of us who remain silent are the same, but this one is just entrusting us with the thought.

    "Think about it. We''re not bad at all, are we? I''m saving the world."

    "It was Yut who saved him directly."

    "... it sounds better to report them all"

    Indeed, the Earl of Istas family has lost its Lord and Housekeeper. But on the contrary, otherwise, he is alive and well.

    If treated roughly......

    "If you complain, burn the castle"

    "Let it be a last resort."

    After all, this one is radical... and Acorn laughs bitterly.

    "By the way, what about me?

    To such a visitor girl, a female vampire, wrapped herself in a thorny chain, called out. I''ve been silent for a long time now, but did you try not to hesitate to report it to Verga, or did you just make the pain pleasant by yourself?

    No one wants to know the truth.

    "Please walk back"

    Acorn said relentlessly enough to fall in love with Darla that she asked once.

    Darla seems happy, anyway.

    So when her case is cleared, she joins hands with Jonah, who tries to activate Teleport.

    (Brave man, Val. I''ll leave you a proper message, so just come back)

    Make it a childhood friend, my fianc¨¦e, the boy. And I call in my heart to the girl who is my fianc¨¦e - assuming I have such a word for it.

    The look is incredibly sunny from right after it disappears.

    "Otherwise, I''m gonna get you out of here."

 120 1. Return and Transfer (Previous)

    "This place..."

    I opened my eyes and the first thing I felt was the blinding light.

    If you look, the sun at the end of summer shines relentlessly.

    Noisy, windy sound.

    No, this is noise.

    That sound, which I haven''t heard in a long time, brought discomfort and at the same time grief to Heavenly Grass Brave.

    "What is that? An iron carriage will run at a tremendous speed."

    A voice I''m used to hearing. The voice of a woman who is pleasant in her ears, loves her, loves me is stained.

    "Oh...... Thanks for the promised reactions."

    I had a natural grin at her reaction as I imagined, looking at her beauty in such a divine grace.

    Yes. Valtrude''s face is above his gaze. Now I realize I''m sitting on the sidewalk.

    An asphalt heated by the summer sun was burning his palms.

    "Are you home?"

    The end I once wanted.

    On that occasion, there was no other way.

    But my voice and expression are bitter.

    The Heavenly Grass Brave made his return to his homeland.

    There is no guarantee of a return to the Brewers.

    "This is the home of Yut..."

    "Yeah. But you can''t be soaking up."

    Still no sense of reality. No, what''s missing is a sense of crisis? Yuut stood up, holding down his dull working head. And look around and look for clues as to where this place is.

    "It''s a school."

    Fortunately, the thread was there from the beginning.

    Looking back, I was, and Acorn was going through, the main entrance to high school.

    It was transferring right to its side. Yut didn''t notice, but the same place his childhood friend metastasized.

    Even on the same earth, it is possible that he was drifting to the White Age and to ancient Rome. Was the spell accurate or user-friendly, or simply lucky?

    Anyway, Yut exhaled in relief.

    They''re still early on, the school gates are closed, and there aren''t many cars running on the road outside. You won''t be making a scene any time soon, but you couldn''t have stayed in love like this.

    "Val, come here for now"

    "Can I come in on my own?

    "It''s the school I went to. It''s no problem."

    "Is it school, this is it?

    On walls as tall as they are, iron gates.

    Ahead, there are several four-story buildings lined with reinforced concrete. In addition, there were squares where dozens of people could exercise at a time, although not visible from here.

    "If you ask me, it''s no different from a fort..."

    Yut, looking up at the school with an emotion different from nostalgia, returned to me and pushed the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) across the gate. Even so, at the end of the day, Valtrude jumped lightly over the gate, as if there was no such thing as the weight of the armor himself.

    As follows, Yut also easily crosses the school gate.

    Originally not that tall, but I didn''t think I could jump over without poking my hand either.

    "Was I this light?

    While pushing Valtroude''s back against the wall to keep it from noticing, I wonder about my physical abilities. To be precise, the physical grew while we were spending time in the Brewers.

    Now, even if I go back to football, I might be able to do quite well.

    "No, I don''t care about that"

    "It doesn''t matter. How far do I have to travel?"

    Apparently Yut kept going as he urged.

    I noticed a wall looming on the other side as well and let go of my hand in advance.

    There, in the corner of the premises. Although we do not know the significance of existence, trees are planted and even made into ponds. In other words, it''s hard to stand out from outside the school or from the school building.

    Here''s just the right place to hide yourself for a while.

    "Bad. I was in a mood."

    "Nothing. I didn''t mean to leave."

    Basically, he was glad that his fianc¨¦e, with less skin, was touching it, even over armor.

    But not immediately in that case, I squeezed my face tight.

    "Yut, what happened to the helix of despair? And what about Alcia? What about the acorns? What happened to everyone?

    "Calm down. The spiral of despair has pulled in. It''s proof that we''re alive."

    Assuming the helix of despair was coming to life, it must have destroyed the Brewers, destroyed the ''earth of oblivion'', annihilated the heavens and the Narrows, and extended its hand to earth.

    It would be little too optimistic to think that the spiral of despair could not cross the walls of the dimension that Yut could cross.

    "Right. So is that...... Then everyone."

    "Oh. You should be safe."

    Valtrude gives a relieved look to his endless appearance.

    Yut can''t look directly at that smile. No, if I saw it properly, I''d be up. If in your own words you let that look come to mind, all the more so.

    "In the meantime, we have a lot to do..."

    Hard to say, cut the words.

    "Before I do, I don''t want you to get mad at me because I don''t mean it weird."

    "What?

    "Can you take that armor off, please?

    Shocking.

    Valtrude opens his eyes wide to words that would be good to describe so.

    But as soon as he recovered from that shock, the Cathedral Knight smiled full of charity like a goddess, ready to embrace all of his loved ones.

    "Mm-hmm. One day, well, that''s what happens, isn''t it? I never thought I''d be asked to go outside like this for the first time, and I feel bad for Acorn and Arsia, but if Yut wants to..."

    To Valtrude''s statement flying in the direction of the day after tomorrow - and that, exactly where is it - Yut dyes his cheeks, shakes his hands messed up and tries to strike them off.

    Though I have trouble being sure that I''m not happy.

    "You said it didn''t mean anything weird!?"

    "Heh, it wouldn''t be weird. If only we were a couple."

    "You know, in this world, armor is so prominent"

    "What''s that way of talking... Is this armor weird?

    A magical silver (Mithral) armor that shines in the sun of this world. Not only is it strongly demonized, but it is also finely decorated, and a first-class work of art.

    That''s what Valtrude wears. Needless to say, the result.

    "There''s no such thing as an armored one. Hundreds of years."

    "careless"

    and while he gave a stunned look, he finally tried to understand each other. Look at your outfit¡­ what''s wrong with you and you''re on your way.

    "I don''t mind taking off my armor, but then what do I do?

    "Put it in a bag of infinite storage..."

    "... then why don''t we even get a cape out of the bag and hide it?

    "Oh, yeah"

    In the corner of the school grounds, a screaming returnee. Whoever sees it, it''s suspicious.

    "Does this work over here in the first place?

    If magic equipment (magic items) works correctly - Valtrude is right - there are as many ways to hide it as possible.

    Conversely, if it doesn''t work, you can put on the robe of the Great Mage (Arch Mage), who should be just clothed.

    "I didn''t need you to take it off..."

    "It doesn''t look like a yurt."

    "... sorry"

    This is it as soon as I''m aware of the human eye. I think (Brewers) were familiar in a way.

    "So, what do we do?"

    "Wait a minute, please"

    At the same time, it sounds dry.

    The moment Valtrude realized it, Yut''s cheek was on opposite sides. I found out he slapped himself, but I don''t think he''s very fine.

    "Okay. Now we''re back to sanity."

    "... the concern over here is ongoing?

    While I somehow feel lonely without acorns, Yut doesn''t answer.

    Instead, he reached for an infinitely stored bag. Overwrought, another worry brings sickles.

    "Are you all right? Can''t you suddenly eat your hands?

    "Yeah. After all, you don''t seem to have a problem"

    "After all?"

    But Yut seemed certain.

    Yut briefly explains while removing the insulated coat (Corsiness Cloak) from the infinitely stored bag and hanging it on Valtrude''s shoulder.

    "If the planet had no magic and it didn''t work completely, it would have smashed its contents all the way around. When that happens, can you hope?

    "Oh, you mean that. That makes sense."

    "Well, it''s too much now."

    I guess that''s all I meant was that I lacked a normal heart. Even with the dark coat put together, Yut reflects while admiring the nobly beautiful Valtrude.

    And I engraved it firmly into my heart that if I didn''t hold on, it would be a big deal.

    "I need to confirm something, just give me a minute"

    Next, it was the cell phone that took it out of the bag of infinite storage. It''s a symbol of a civilization that was turned into a calculator in the Brewers, but if you turn it on here, you''ll receive time information from the base station and it''ll fix it automatically.

    Turn it on, switch to manor mode immediately after startup just in case, and then check the current date and time.

    "August..."

    Summer break is almost over, and it''s time for a last-minute homework assignment. And the time is around 7: 00 a.m. It is also natural that schools are not popular.

    I wasn''t doubting Acorn''s words, but really, it seemed like time had slipped over here and over there.

    "In the first place, is the same flow in the right state..."

    Cell phones vibrate and inform incoming emails, as if to interfere with Yut''s thinking.

    "Is it broken?

    "It''s not like that..."

    I got a raw reply for a reason.

    That''s too many emails. A ton of emails I''ve never seen before, and besides, just looking at the subject line, I can tell it''s something to worry about my missing self.

    That was the number of more than three digits coming from my parents, acorns and friends.

    (You''re back...)

    It may be at this moment that I realized in a true sense my return to my homeland.

    I''m driven by the urge to reply right away, but I managed to keep it in mind.

    Because I still don''t know if that''s the right thing to do.

 121 2. Return and Transfer (Medium)

    "So, Val. Let''s go to my house first."

    "Yu, are you at Yut''s house?

    Yuut shook his reply to the email out of his head.

    Show that suggestion from him a wolf you have never shown in front of any mighty enemy.

    To Yut, I don''t feel like I''m telling a special story.

    Nevertheless, Valtrude showed difficulty.

    "Now that we know the magic equipment works, don''t we need to make sure it''s a normal spell?

    "I feel like I could use it..."

    But I don''t know what will happen.

    I have a desire to experiment, and does the "Interstellar Walker Who Shoots the Stars" trick (...) work? There''s something else I''d like to make sure of, but it''s all settled down.

    "Right. Actually, I think my connection to Helenonia is diminishing."

    His power as a diocesan knight (paladin) should not have been lost, but his ability to exercise spells in particular seemed to be attenuated.

    It crossed the walls of the dimension and entered a completely different realm. I guess I''m going to have to stop.

    "I just want to make sure there too... I don''t have any money."

    "If it''s gold or silver, you''ll have quite a bit of it, right?

    "I can''t use it over here."

    I was carrying my cell phone with me because it was useful for the information, but I left my wallet in the desk in the office. That''s why I can''t even borrow it using a spell.

    Even though Valtrude attracts attention, Yut will have been notified of his disappearance. Without cash, it''s hard to hide yourself.

    "Okay. Be prepared."

    "Readiness... ah"

    For Valtrude, go say hello to Yut''s (fianc¨¦e''s) parents. Synonymous with that, I finally thought of it.

    According to the date and time I just checked, it''s Sunday. I mean, working together, but my parents should be home.

    It was also a suggestion to think so, but Yut needed to be prepared for something else, more than not intending to be here all the time.

    "How am I supposed to talk about the three of us proposing at the same time..."

    Now I realize how insane I was. Valtrude and Alcia, I''m sure they still did, but from acorns, they were supposed to be kidding.

    My thoughtful childhood friend seemed like the Virgin when it was something that often embraced such a man.

    But the policy of going home remains the same.

    I switched off my phone quickly and in the end, I decided to ask Valtrude to take off his armor. Magic Gear armor is convenient because it has the ability to be easily attached and removed.

    The Devil''s Sword Divine Subjugator joins him in a bag of infinite storage.

    An easy-to-move outfit called trousers under cotton armor, but not clothes to wear in the summer. Consequently, it was decided to keep the thermal jacket (Corginess Cloak) in place.

    Yut also takes off the robe of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) and moves to the back gate.

    And after making sure there were no eyes, I fitted a ring.

    Invisibility Ring, a hidden ring. Owners become transparent and invisible from others.

    Magic equipment we used to have for ambush in this state. I didn''t think that would help in a place like this.

    Nevertheless, it is not known if this will even work on optics.

    So I ran.

    I can''t even use public transport, I can''t borrow my bike. I can''t rely on spells or magic devices (magic items) right now.

    In that case, the means of movement are limited to the extremely primitive.

    In the morning but in the strong sun, a beautiful girl in a cape and a boy high school student in a collar uniform, even though it is summer, run through holding hands.

    It''s a rather suspicious sight, but its appearance only appears to be between the two of us holding hands.

    Sometimes it was Sunday, and no one managed to notice it - even if I could see it, I might have been too suspicious to be suspicious the other way around - I arrived in front of my home apartment.

    For Yut, it''s a full-blown disease, but if you try Valtrude, a bit of exercise to the extent of jogging. I just found this irrational...

    While the great mage, just out of breath, was getting her breath ready, Valtrude, not sweaty, looked up at a building on the fifteenth floor of the earth and raised an exclamation.

    "That''s a very nice house. Where are ordinary people? I have a family name, and it was still noble, wasn''t it?

    In Valtrude''s eyes, the concession apartment looked like a noble mansion.

    It lacks artistry and elegance, but I''ve only seen buildings so splendid about the royal castle. There are several similar buildings adjacent to each other, but I guess this neighborhood is a painting inhabited by nobles. With that in mind, that school must also have been a special facility for noble children to attend.

    For once, he explains that politics is run by the people choosing representatives, not the royal nobility, where he lived, so Yut doesn''t imagine she''s thinking about this.

    Unfortunately, Valtrude didn''t remember that much. Instead, it had solidified at the previous stage, so it has not recognized itself.

    "It''s not all our stuff. Just one room, and Zhuyin is the same."

    After recovering from fatigue in a few minutes, Yut shook the wrong fianc¨¦e''s hand when he told her only the gist. I''ve gripped it several times. There is no element of tension.

    That should be it, but when I see my fianc¨¦e''s face that makes me happy with that, my heart goes off on its own.

    "Almost there, so let''s take off the hidden ring. Follow me."

    "Oh. I''ll take care of it."

    I just walked straight into the entrance and tried to call him on the intercom - was he in a suit, even though he was going to work on Sunday - and unexpectedly reunited with his father.

    "Dad!"

    "... Huh!? Brave man! A brave man?"

    "Sorry. More stories at home"

    Push my father''s disappointed body that he was a rugby club as a student and move him to the elevator hall. Smaller shoulders than I can remember. No. I guess this one''s grown.

    (Today, I just pushed people)

    I rode into the elevator, which remained stopped on the ground floor, thinking that there was no such benefit, and pressed the button on the seventh floor where the room was located. Of course, Valtrude''s with us.

    "You were safe? Where have you been? Who''s that guy?

    "Sorry, I''ll tell my mother everything at home with me"

    Yut''s father, Aso Tengrass.

    A gripping rectangular face. Slightly gray-haired hair. He was silent and always had the impression that he looked grumpy, but now he''s throwing a bunch of questions at me, as if to get rid of that image.

    In contrast, Yut did not answer and gave himself up to the elevator with Valtrude''s hand in his hand.

    Nobody and he are silent.

    I don''t want to talk, I have as much to talk about, but the late silence.

    With that state of affairs, the elevator arrives on the floor of destination and reaches Yut''s house without seeing anyone.

    "Oh. Are you forgetting something?

    "No, a brave man."

    "... Yu-chan?

    Yut''s mother, who remembered signs of people entering the front door and was preparing to go to work in the washroom, calls out to her husband. But I don''t really get the guidelines.

    If you let the three of them in, they''ll be full. So, Yu-chan? And, while Valtrude reacted to the unfamiliar nomenclature, there were some that reacted faster and more intensely than that.

    "Cane! Cane! Cane! Cane! Cane!

    Colo, a heavenly herbivore dog who was waiting in front of Yut''s room, rushed to his family, who would be reunited for a long time, waving his tail with momentum that was about to run out of a thousand.

    Brown hair from head to tail, but white around the belly. His face is neat, and he''s the cutest in the world - and Yut thinks.

    The requisition I was in front of was bare, and in an instant I went under Yut''s feet.

    In spite of the narrow sanwa soil (seared), circle around for weeks and weeks as if expressing joy all over your body. Because of the small dog Pomeranian, Valtrude hurried to distance himself from treading incorrectly.

    "Ooh, colo. How have you been?

    Yut gives in, rubs his dog''s chin like that big on his fingertips, and then caresses his head and behind his ears a little ramblingly. Suddenly I do my hand on my head, and when I get slapped, I misunderstand.

    So I''ll touch you from somewhere else first, the usual way.

    "Caw-cawn!"

    Ecstatic.

    Colo, no longer knowing what to do, leaned back on the spot with emotion, showing his hairy white belly.

    Did you see your dog like that and have something to stick up about?

    With a crying look, I''ll stroke your stomach this time, as requested.

    "... Yu-chan?

    There came a mother who felt strange.

    "I''m home, Mother"

    "Yu...... ugh"

    A thin-eyed, calm mother.

    Unlike my father, my mother always smiled.

    The girlfriend approached and hugged her in a fluttering foothold to her son, whom she saw swinging for eight months. Yut''s neck gets wet with something warm.

    "Father, mother. Sorry to bother you."

    Since when I was badly injured in football, such as my mother''s crying face.

    It''s not my fault this time, I just got caught up in it by chance. Even so, I wanted to apologize for making you worry. I wanted to reassure you.

    "It''s okay. If you stay well, so..."

    "Oh. I''m glad you''re safe. Is your body okay?

    "It''s okay. I''ll explain exactly what happened."

    "Oh, I don''t like it. How long have you been standing talkin ''? Come on, up, up, up. And your beautiful daughter. I never imagined my son would bring his daughter-in-law home. I have to call the office."

    "Right. Me too, let''s do that."

    "No, your daughter-in-law"

    Yut was around his temples looking at his parents'' backs as they moved to the living room one foot away.

    It''s just the truth, and you can''t deny it. I''m not going to, and I''m going to have to introduce you.

    Temporarily outside the mosquito net - I looked at Valtrude, who was a bystander. Brewers'' most powerful diocesan knight (Paladin) is wrapped up in unprecedented tension.

    I''ve never seen it before, such as where she cares about her hair mess. Despite its beauty, I was indifferent to my appearance, even though Akane told me it was sloppy.

    "Sorry, my mother, natural."

    "No, there''s no problem. It should be, I''m sure."

    Thus, Heavenly Grass Brave reunited with his parents.

    Though Colo, who didn''t read the air, jumped to the edge of his knee, stroking him more and being urged to stand better.

 122 3. Return and transfer (after)

    The discussions between the four took place at the dining table, taking into account Valtrude. It was Colo who expressed dissatisfaction with this, but Yut settled by holding him up and putting him on his knees. The robe is going to get hairy because of the uniform she took off all the time, but I don''t care.

    Most importantly, while Yut was stroking, he would wave his tail relentlessly and raise his voice to protest if his hand stopped.

    "Uh, Val. This is my father''s Heavenly Grass. Rhizo Amaxa if you put it that way. And then my mother says," Haruko. "

    "Then it''s Valtrude Istas...... Regards,"

    At a four-person dining table, each partner sits next to each other to discuss.

    As with Yut, there was nothing wrong with the conversation about whether he gained the ability to translate language at the time of metastasis.

    Nevertheless, where has the usual prestigious cathedral knight disappeared? I haven''t even noticed the very fact of introducing myself with little content. Of course, I don''t know what you want me to say.

    I don''t even notice the presence of air conditioning or fluorescent lights that keep room temperature comfortable because I''m too nervous.

    Wearing trousers on a thick top with cotton - precisely, under armor - Valtrude is like a cat you''ve borrowed.

    Except for its non-standard beauty, though.

    "What shall we do, you? Outsiders, you''re a hell of a beauty. A model or an actress."

    "Take it easy. [incomprehensible]

    "Right. Ugh...... I''m Yu-chan''s mother, Haruko Amakusa. What does Yu have to do with you?

    "When it comes to relationships..."

    "Mom, I''m saying you''re being rude. I''m sorry. I am the father of the brave."

    "Father, mother. She was the one who took care of me while I was gone from here..."

    Of course, that''s not all.

    After brewing me an iced coffee that was hot - for my first drink, Valtrude didn''t get his hands on just looking uncommonly - Yut decided to be ready again.

    "My fianc¨¦e''s... alone"

    "I knew it!"

    "... alone, what does that mean?

    "Ju, I''ll explain it in order."

    Fighting numerous monsters in the Brewers, he has defeated the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), beaten the nobles who have sold the fights, and crossed paths with figures representing the nation.

    Still, I find myself unexpectedly able to turn the eyes of my real father.

    Anyway, the opponent just looks like a militant yakuza no matter where he sees it from. Now that I''m a legitimate salarier, the world is full of mystery.

    He also cared about it or wore Dada glasses. Thanks to this, my eyes are soothing to the extent that I look like an intelligent yakuza.

    "Don''t be mad. I want you to hear, uh, that one. I felt like I was hiding something, somewhere that wasn''t Earth. More than two years."

    "Well, divine concealment...?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Mother''s natural return is appreciated the other way around. I was prepared to have no choice but to be yelled at by my father, but I am silent. Are you personable or trusted?

    Anyway, now I just have to tell you the facts.

    "I wonder if it''s called fantasy. Coincidentally, I got lost in such a world of swords and magic, became a wizard, saved the world a little bit, and helped because Valtrude got the territory."

    "Yut''s words are the truth. I swear to¡° ever-winning ¡±Helenonia... do you swear?

    "Val, it''s okay."

    A ring fitted to your left hand pharmacopoeia on a bold iron (crystal iron) necklace from Yut. Unconsciously touching them, Valtrude also supports them.

    Before his parents, though I wonder how to talk.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    The book of silence descends.

    That''s right. It''s not a light and believable story.

    "Okay."

    "Huh?"

    "If you''re lying, you''ll tell a more realistic story. Code it as a circumstance that had no clue. From what I''ve seen, I don''t see how they''re using drugs or how they''re mentally ill. Something beyond common sense happened, though incalculable in my common sense. I guess that''s what this is all about."

    Kuanzo stepped over common sense in theory.

    By reason of what can be described as its rambling, Yut becomes flashy. If it weren''t... I''d have listed something that would be proof because there''s absolutely no way I could believe it.

    "Oh. It''s like a movie."

    "Eh...... Does your mother believe my story, too?

    "It''s not natural. Yu-chan doesn''t lie to me."

    Mother of a grand personality, not moving in a few things. Almost, I don''t even remember being scolded.

    But when Yut was in elementary school. When I broke my promise to walk the colo, which was still a puppy, and went out to play, I was pissed off only once. I''ve forgotten the specific interaction, but since then, Yut has never broken a promise.

    "Right, right. Well, I said I understood, but I don''t believe in Russia. But we''re your parents. I know if the child is lying."

    "I don''t know. ''Cause I''ve never been told a lie."

    "So, stick with me and what do you do"

    It''s like a tone that can be applied to an incompetent cousin, but it''s definitely a conversation between a friendly couple.

    "Ugh..."

    Yut exhaled a deep deep sigh.

    I''m still glad you believe me.

    "Aren''t you a lovely parent"

    "Oh. I was just trying to figure out how to prove it, but it went to waste."

    "Speaking of which, you said you could use magic. Wow. I''d love to see that."

    "No, because it''s dangerous to use magic..."

    Yut first deposited the colo with Valtroude while he scolded his mother.

    "Grow up."

    "Cawwww, wawwww, hawwww"

    "Oh, my God, I''m falling for it."

    Valtrude has also touched dogs, but that''s only the breed of dogs close to the hounds. I''ve never seen anything like a small dog. However, isolation and other moments blow away at the pomeranians who come into contact with each other in a way that makes them smile naturally.

    It''s the cutest combination in the world.

    Yut was determined. Must take pictures.

    The feeling was something that I shared with my mother.

    Conscious of those two and one, he reaches for the bag of infinite storage.

    What I took out of it was a flying carpet that I also used when going to Li Kutua. The carpet floating about a meter above the flooring is a sight that won''t tighten, but my mother believed me.

    "Yu was going somewhere like Arabian Night!

    There''s been some misunderstanding, but all of a sudden he rushes over and tries to ride, so he doesn''t have time to correct it.

    "It''s dangerous, Mother."

    My husband, who knows my wife''s athletic abilities - which I''m glad she didn''t inherit from her children, but instead similarly to her father''s poor eyesight - rushes to support her little body.

    "It''s okay. Why don''t you ride with me?

    "... go ahead"

    "No, let''s stop it"

    Obviously this can''t even go in, the bag, the carpet floating without seeds or tricks, is enough to back up my son''s story. I didn''t totally believe everything, such as the part where you say it''s been two years, but I can believe it and do it.

    Besides, if you''re not waiting around, you don''t know when your wife will fall.

    So I hit the lead.

    "I can''t go on talking. Get off."

    "Ha ~ i"

    "No, because I''ll unload the carpet"

    If he can''t wait to be injured, Yut orders him to touch the flying carpet and slowly descend to the floor.

    "Hey, I''m out of line, but it was fun"

    "I found myself in a situation I couldn''t speak of in common sense, brave man. I''m sorry if I had nothing to do with this, but I can''t keep it hidden. Actually..."

    "Yeah, I know. You mean Zhuyin, right?

    "You know what?

    Yut nodded silently.

    Finally, we are approaching the core.

    I''m thirsty for nervousness and reach for the glass, but there''s only ice left.

    "Yut, you want a drink?

    "Bad"

    I receive it from a lover of ice coffee who wasn''t wearing it, swallowing black liquid that melted and slightly thinned the ice.

    "Ugh...... Zhu Yan, like me, came over there - it''s a world called the Brewers. He''s with us."

    "Right..."

    "Well, Zhu Yan came over because of me, or it also leads to why I couldn''t quite come back, oh, it''s hard to explain"

    "To Acorn, I take care of him, too. No particular sickness or injury... should be"

    Finally, I couldn''t be sure, because I don''t know what happened after the metastasis.

    Still, I found out about the girl who had been with her family for a long time and thought her daughter was alike, and Shinzo and Haruko were relieved.

    The time when they''re gone is falling apart, but it''s like a serial disappearance. Her parents will be worried, too.

    "I don''t mind explaining it to my uncle and aunt at Zhuyin''s. Or I was just going to say it from me, just prioritizing talking to my father and mother. But I don''t want the police to know that we''re safe. I know it''s selfish, but..."

    "Is that what you need?

    "Yeah."

    Nodding to his father''s confirmation, Yut continues.

    "For one thing, this is irregular...... because I''m ready and I didn''t come back intentionally. So I don''t know when I''ll be able to come back here with Zhu Yin."

    "Yu-chan, the way you put it..."

    "Dad, Mom, I''m sorry. I''m not gonna spend all this time over here. At least, over there - I''m gonna make the Brewers the hub of my life."

    I said it, I finally said it.

    That''s what made me the happiest, I made up my mind. And yet, why does my heart shake?

    "But I won''t even leave you going all the time. I''ve never been able to come back because I didn''t have the means to do so, but I''ve been looking for a way to get to and from you."

    I guess it would be ideal if I could go and come back when I open my closet.

    Adding that, Yut exhaled heavily. And steal the look out of my parents'' faces.

    My father, the same iron skin. Its sincerity is incalculable - rather than it just seems angry. My mother is surprised by the words of her son she never expected, her eyes and mouth rounded.

    You''re so unfaithful, Yut sighed. How unsolicited, I blamed myself.

    Still, I''m not going to undo that word.

    "You won''t believe it, and they may think what your kids are saying, but they also work in that world. It''s also my responsibility."

    "... how many?

    "Huh?"

    "Earlier, she would have said she was one of her fianc¨¦es. How many are there?

    "Three."

    My father sighs and my mother makes her eyes shine.

    Not that I want to be familiar with it, but Yut laughs bitterly at how it reacts.

    "In the world you were in, is that, the act of having multiple wives, legally, ethically problematic?

    "Ethically, it''s not common, but it''s not as much an act as pointing back fingers. Legally... I made the law to make sure it wasn''t a problem."

    "... right"

    Tell me yourself. What a mess. If I were in the opposite position, I would definitely disagree. Or beat him up first.

    "Is Zhu Yin among them?

    "... yeah. The last one is a fellow traveler¡­"

    Yut''s words stop about how he should explain Arcia.

    "He''s important, too, isn''t he?

    "... definitely"

    But I could nod to the question without hesitation.

    Seeing a son like that, Seung-zo opens his mouth in a mood he can''t even give up.

    "What I disagree with is that it''s easy. No, I guess I should, but I can''t make my son an irresponsible man."

    "Father..."

    "I know what it''s like to be a brave man. But he''s also filed a search application with the police. Unless you and Mr. Zhuyin find each other, you''re going to be wasting your time doing your job. There are plenty of people who worried about me. What are you gonna do about it?"

    Without letting her know that she is using her belief independently, Asanzo asks her son what he thinks.

    It''s good for us to get ourselves annoyed. Because I''m a parent, naturally. Even if it bothers someone else, I want to be on your side as much as possible.

    But not unconditionally.

    It''s not love, it''s just spoil.

    "I know that... ru, I''m going. Maybe you really don''t know, but you annoyed me, I think I worried about you."

    Reminds me of that massive email.

    When I reunite with Akane, I remember being bewitched.

    The beginning is like an accident. It was force majeure.

    But I can only claim that until then.

    Yut, I chose. Not to go home, but to live in the Brewers. So it''s his own sin.

    "If you know, I won''t say any more. It''s counterproductive."

    "Right. When I thought I had to study, I felt bad when they told me to."

    "Mother...... I don''t know if you understand too much.

    "You¡­. Parenting is hard."

    "I feel it, too."

    Perhaps the vector is different for sure.

    "It''s related to the story that I can''t reveal that I''m back..."

    The hardest word to say.

    For his parents, Yut finally revealed what would be the most cruel fact.

    "Actually, the way I came back is the problem, and I''m supposed to automatically go back over there."

    "Interstella Walker, the One Who Shoots the Stars"

    A theoretical spell that transcends dimensions, developed by Yut and supervised by the great sage Vainamarinen.

    It will not only allow the transfer to different worlds known in the Brewers, but also to different universes, different laws and worlds with different gods.

    And it also incorporates a rewind of powerful times, a subdivine spell (Immortality Spell) that automatically returns to the original world after a certain period of time has elapsed.

    "I want you to think that it sucks that me and Valtrude can be here for a few days"

    Of course, we''re going to take measures, and sometimes they won''t work in the first place...

    Yes, the explanation I added, like an excuse, unfortunately, had not reached my parents'' ears.

 123 4. A Holy Virgins Different World Clothing and Living

    "Mr. Valtrude, Mr. Valtrude. What do you think of this?

    "No, you, mother of Yut. Didn''t I tell you it was good with your clothes earlier?

    "Oh no, for such other manners. Call me Mother."

    "It''s..."

    From the Japanese-style room adjacent to the living room, a whisper is heard. Even just the two of us, maybe. He said it would be hot under thick armor, and if it wasn''t cute, he was about to lift his clothes to Valtrude.

    Naturally Fusuma is shut tight and all she hears is her voice.

    Still, I could easily imagine what she was looking like.

    My parents, who heard shocking and unrealistic stories from Yut, had been out of line for a while...... switched their minds immediately.

    "You''re not going anywhere right now, are you?

    and the mother, who positively reinterpreted her son''s words, took the future righteous daughter''s hand forcefully to the costume tance.

    My father, who was caged with the addition of extra words that there would be no problem because there were so many young clothes without merit, is stuck in his study and doing some work.

    There was no way to interrupt that, and Yut was brushing his dog by laying his seat in the living room.

    I''ve been back a long time. I had something I wanted to do in my room, and there''s a lot left to be sure of.

    But I couldn''t abandon my dog, who followed me wherever I went. Well, I can still check the news while I was gone and gather information that might be useful over there.

    Magic related confirmation is going to be an invisible night.

    So it''s brushing.

    Dog breed named Pomeranian doesn''t take much effort to look after, except for hair loss in the summer. If you don''t brush it every day, you''ll lose your hair there and you''ll be in trouble.

    That, then, is fully rewarded just by looking at the colo narrowing his eyes in a way that feels good.

    If Larsia sees me, she''s going to laugh at my fingers, but laugh if she laughs. But if they decided not to see it, it would suck... and I stopped my hand thinking about it, I wouldn''t suffer, keep going. And he was urged to brush himself around.

    Air-conditioned indoor. Fluorescent light. Flooring floor. Window glass about the same height. Beyond it was a line of potted plants of my mother''s hobby.

    Blowjob audio from the cable TV documentary channel is streaming from the TV I leave on.

    It''s all too much to say that the incense of civilization... but it''s definitely comfortable anyway.

    I wasn''t so dissatisfied with my life at the Brewers either. I didn''t, but I''m pretty sure I was devoting more resources than I would normally think to living on the same level as the planet.

    Now I realize it was an insane life supported by magic equipment (magic items) and gold coins.

    "also, because this is good already"

    "Oh, no, there''s more."

    Shake off the stopping of Yut''s mother - that is, she will be her mother-in-law in the future - and Valtrude opens her fuzz.

    It was a beautiful girl who came out of the Japanese-room.

    The lime green piece with short sleeves is hemp and looks cool. They fit black pants, but had a rather folded hem due to the length of their legs.

    My hair also grows quite a bit, and the atmosphere is that I just said beautiful college girl who came to study in Japan. Of course, I don''t have any experience stepping onto college campuses.

    "You look great, sweetie"

    If I realized, I would have uttered those words. Completely, unconsciously. It was a dialogue I could say because I had forgotten me, otherwise I would have been too ashamed to speak.

    "Huh? Huh? Oh well..."

    Turning right, look left, and finally Valtrude, who shifted his gaze to the ceiling, answers. Reaching for the hem pulls pointlessly, twisting around and keeping it from being seen from the front.

    Haruko looked at such sons with her thin eyes grinning.

    Yut believed, but just accepts and doesn''t believe in all of the stories. I didn''t say anything about the three fianc¨¦es because I wouldn''t pull them off at what I said, but to be honest, I wonder.

    But Yut came back for me. With her, she looks happy, she looks like she''s having fun. So Haruko thought this was a good idea.

    Now, my son is certainly here.

    Would you be happier than that?

    "Yu, I''ll have to buy Mr. Valtrude''s clothes later"

    That as such - and my mother says pushing the sense of duty forward. I thought you just wanted to put it on or turn it into a doll...

    "No way, my underwear..."

    "Wouldn''t you mind opening up that kind of delicate story!?"

    "But if you take a beauty shop like this, we''ll definitely be talking about it."

    "That''s right..."

    I could calm down for now, but there are many problems.

    Yut also wants to make some new clothes, but it will be harder for him to go out than Valtrude.

    Anyway, it''s been two years. Many clothes could no longer be worn. Now it''s a ruffled outfit called denim on a T-shirt that was originally a large size.

    An air of surprise, joy and convincing was created in his son''s growth, but he avoided going deeper into each other.

    "By the way, Yut. What are you..."

    "Take care of me."

    "Isn''t it too sweet to do it? No way, I adored Jonah and Ren..."

    "Why, that''s where those two come out"

    Unwillingly, Yut says back.

    But the brushing hands remain intact, so it''s as if they''re unconvincing.

    In the meantime, my mother inscribed in her memory the name of a new character named "Len" on "Jonah".

    "''Cause when you stop your hand, you''re prompted."

    Valtrude and Haruko looked at each other, wondering if it was useless to do this. It''s good that you two are getting along, but one unintelligible yuut right now.

    "Well, a little early, but let''s have lunch. I''m sorry, can you help me?

    "Wow, I..."

    "It''s all right, I''ll teach you right"

    Hand over a spare apron, a motivated mother.

    Valtrude only knows whether to cut and boil ingredients or bake, such as cooking. Exactly, I try to stop it from being reckless to knock her into the system kitchen of the twenty-first century like that...

    "Yu-chan, don''t come to the kitchen. Wash your hands properly later."

    Light, they did.

    If I have no choice, I mouth another request.

    "By the way, Yu..."

    "What?"

    "... nothing"

    How about calling my good old son "Yu-chan"? The challenge of disputing it ended lightly in failure. My mother is strong.

    "Yes, wash your hands first"

    "What did Yut say about washing your hands? I''m not sure how effective it is..."

    Especially since he built the school, Yut had made it thorough to clean it up. The city of Falve has plenty of water. I don''t have a hand that I don''t use.

    Half-heartedness - rather than doing it because the Great Mage (Arch Mage) told me to, but it should work better.

    Well, there was a time in Europe when doctors were supposedly not having to wash their hands because they were great. Not really, I can''t tell you about anyone else.

    "Wow, water came out of this pipe somehow. Magic?"

    "There you are."

    When I explain to each door the water stored in the tank on the roof...... etc, are you storing rainwater? They''re going to ask, etc. Honestly, I don''t know where to explain it.

    Yes, while Yut was lost, he finished washing his hands.

    "Let''s make it a spaghetti with meat sauce for lunch today. Let''s start with minced onions."

    "If it''s about slaughter, I''m confident"

    Precisely, I can''t do anything else, but Yut won''t deserve to say anything because he can''t even do it.

    Under Haruko''s guidance, cut and peel the heel, break it in half, and then try to mince it.

    "Oh, you''re good."

    "No problem"

    There''s nothing like cutting the slab just fine, and Valtrude finishes a light mince. At the same time, the most cumbersome process will have been completed.

    "Next, let''s get the ground beef out of the fridge"

    "What is this box? I''m cold. Is this magic, too?

    "It''s not magic. Science."

    "Kagaku? Oh, you''re just like Akane. Was Lord Halko a technomancer?"

    "Techno? I don''t play music."

    Unmatched conversation. Some of its causes lie in Yut''s making up, but it is also difficult to solve misunderstandings.

    While I wonder if the combination of these two is a failure, Yut finishes brushing. He was ridiculously worried that he wouldn''t follow me and then move to the washroom and try to take the faucet home.

    "Well, I''ll fry you in a frying pan."

    "Stir fry? But Kamadu..."

    "Kamado? There''s a gas range, it''s okay."

    "Whoa, we''re on fire. Without firewood."

    "It''s not the outdoors."

    Valtrude apologized for his help when he then had a historic encounter with tomatoes and cans. All you have to do is boil the pasta, so it doesn''t make sense to have you two.

    Yut is sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV without expecting to see it, whittling on his dog under his feet.

    Next to him, the Knight of the Diocese (Paladin), who had removed the apron, sat down and said:

    "This world is amazing. I didn''t know ordinary people used magic equipment to live as normal. I don''t know what kind of tease it is, but it''s amazing anyway"

    Valtrude admires it with a scarce vocabulary.

    Apparently, the Heavenly Grasshoppers = Nobility theory had disappeared due to the absence of one of the servants, but other misunderstandings had occurred instead.

    "It''s not magic, it''s a product of science, I told you.

    "Hmm? So, it''s magic equipment, isn''t it?

    "... well, that''s fine"

    Yut gave up explaining early.

    Anyway, even when it comes to this TV, I''m not familiar with Yut''s own principles.

    "By the way, where does this magic thing reflect? Or is it something you can show on your own?

    Channels remain documentary.

    A foreigner gives an account of fighters during World War II.

    There''s people in the boards!

    - The mistake seems to have been avoided, but in that dialogue, I realize that you misinterpret TV as Mirror of Fur From.

    "No, this is the machine that captures the footage -- the recordings made with the magic equipment, they''re being delivered to each house on the radio."

    Hard to say accurate after simplification.

    Besides, there''s a problem with the recipient as well.

    "What''s a radio wave?

    "Invisible waves in the air?

    "Why does that tie the statue?

    "... I wonder why"

    Something was already a yuut that could be thrown by magic.

    "It''s time to boil it up, please clear the table"

    "Yes, sir."

    Fortunately for this, he moves to the dining table where the discussion took place earlier and carefully wipes it with a wet tissue. In anticipation of that, Haruko brought the three of us and a plate for one on the tray.

    Spaghetti with red sauce, arranged on the table. Tomato incense tickles the nostrils and stimulates appetite.

    "... for one thing, there seems to be just a plate of noodles?

    "This is Colo''s."

    Pinch the short cut pasta and let it drip like a spider''s yarn.

    Then the colo stood up with only his hind legs and began to eat cleverly. A sight reminiscent of the bread eating competition.

    "As always, you like noodles"

    "Colo loves buckwheat, too."

    family alike. No, to treat her more than that, Valtrude honestly remembered her surprise.

    "Let''s have it."

    "... Lord Rhizo, okay?

    Haruko waved when she accidentally pinched her doubts over the lunch landscape, which began without her parents, if she didn''t mind laughing.

    "It''s okay. He doesn''t like to be disturbed when he focuses on his work. All you have to do is boil it for one person later."

    "Hmmm..."

    Valtrude rolls pasta with a fork, mimicking Yut, even though he feels something somewhat unintelligible.

    "This is..."

    The moment I took a sip, my detailed questions blew up. No, should I say it''s been a small story?

    "What do you say?

    "Delicious."

    It''s a terminal expression, but it has a strong sense of reality.

    Keep it big and lucky to have a second bite in your mouth - I recall a word scattered from acorns that just delicious isn''t helpful.

    "The sweetness of the vegetables and the flavor of the meat blend into the sourness, and the flavor involved in the noodles is blissful."

    "... you don''t have to, okay?

    Thus I flattened to the ice cream of dessert, and somehow began to relax mentally, with a look that seemed like something - that is, with the usual look - Heavenly Grass Requiem turned up.

    "Do you want to eat your father too?

    "Right..."

    Think a little and then nod. Now at this moment, if they say they''ve made up their minds to wipe someone out, they''re going to believe it.

    "While I''m eating, the brave man has to look at this"

    "What''s this?

    A bundle of A4 size paper I received while asking. Did you just print it, it''s slightly warm.

    "It''s material to explain next door."

    Seen, Yut''s claims and common sense questions and objections. Against that, re-objections, etc., are listed. As an annex, there was even a set of hypothetical questions.

    Moreover, it was not easily made with documentation software. Presentation software, good looking and easy to understand.

    "Tell me if you have any factual misconceptions, corrections or suggestions"

    "Oh, yes...... Sorry for the inconvenience¡­"

    To too unexpected an action, that''s all I could say.

 124 5. Two Nights (Previous)

    To the best of Yut''s knowledge, the Migi couple - that is, Acorn''s parents - were also people who were hard to say normal.

    First, Tadashi Miki, the father of Akane, is his husband. Besides, it combines day traders.

    Although at this point it departs from the scope of the word common, the appearance is a slightly thicker physique for black-edge glasses. It only looks like a middle-aged man with appropriately stretched, blurred, chunky, heavy hair and no depression.

    However, he was well looked after and troubled, and Yut had been looked after for a long time.

    Akane''s mother, Kyoko Miki, on the other hand, is not normal in a different way from her cardiac surgeon and her husband.

    With her smooth long, berry-short hair, she makes the impression of a poor career woman.

    Pretty sister-skinned, "This guy has an anecdote that he proposed to his husband," Because people are too good to die if I don''t protect them ".

    Yut wondered what about Akane, who seemed to enjoy talking about it, but it was common in the Tengra and Miki families that parents and children were close.

    Such two people are invited by the Heavenly Grass family to give them a bewildered look in the study of Ascension. Alternating between Yut and Valtrude, who are present with the materials at hand, seems to be thinking about what to do.

    Just as I explained to Yut''s parents, Yut and Akane were in different worlds, engaged, and that Yut had three fianc¨¦es. I told him everything.

    In a way, it''s an outfit that I trusted the two of you to reveal.

    The lead on this occasion is in the hands of Shinzo, but he never does anything to hasten conclusions.

    While showing understanding to the other person''s thoughts that they are too insane to believe, they logically explain each and every one of them and skilfully guide them as they present evidence.

    With that arm, the Migis seemed convinced about Yut''s disappearance in a relatively short time. Not entirely, of course.

    After all, the most effective thing was to show evidence that there was a different world called the Brewers, that is, an immeasurable land in common sense of the planet, with magic equipment (magic items).

    However, this time it is not a flying carpet.

    "This is a land where God''s will is weak. It''ll be easier to understand."

    "No, that''s why it''s unscrupulous..."

    There is no stopping Valtrude from cementing his will, and all he could do was lay the newspaper down.

    Soon, when I took out the dagger (short sword) that I had hidden as a spare weapon, I scratched and slashed it around my wrist for nothing.

    "Yut."

    Don''t move one eyebrow and watch calmly dripping blood.

    On the other hand, the adults - even the beggars - don''t speak out loud.

    "Brave man, what are you making me do!?"

    "It''s okay."

    Although Kyoko, the only doctor and the first to recover, rises with the voice of condemnation, Yut gently controlled it.

    "Something''s making me feel weird..."

    Blurring, Yut takes the magic medicine (potion) in the bottle to his mouth so that the sick can drink it even with water.

    "Again, it''s not very tasty."

    Swallowing it, Valtrude gives a bitter look that he didn''t even show when he did his self injury.

    But no one saw it but Yut.

    "It''s healing..."

    Who is that word from?

    That was so shocking to them that it stopped bothering me.

    Instantly the blood stops and the flesh regenerates the skin. Impossible recovery speed.

    "This is the magic drug that you can''t even say is common over there...... but you can buy it for about a month. I''ll drink this time."

    "... ok"

    The first thing I reacted to was the professional pattern still Kyoko.

    It just seems like some trick, but her reason for being in the medical field denies it. I have to believe it.

    "So now I want you to forget about it."

    Back to back with the bulky tone, I usually said worried about cool looks.

    "If they show you something like that, you''ll be squashed with regret. And I want to get it, whether it''s putting out a disaster or selling my soul to the devil"

    If my wife tells me so far, I can''t even say anything about Tadashi Miki.

    The assumption that Yut was in a different world, that Valtrude was also its inhabitant, sounded like nothing but a visible story, was thus accepted.

    The next obstacle concerns Acorn''s whereabouts, but unexpectedly this was lightly accepted.

    "Zhu Yan went out to find the brave man. In that sense, it would mean you''ve achieved your purpose, wouldn''t it?

    "I was also thinking about the worst. Compared to that, it''s a pretty good category. You''re a brave man, but you''ll bring him in soon, won''t you?

    "Yes. Never."

    I have no proof, but I want to believe it.

    Perhaps that kind of psychology worked.

    What Yut can do is develop a spell that goes back and forth with the Brewers to Earth. That''s all I have.

    "Later, what about the brave man getting bigamous in that, fantastic world and including Zhu Yin?

    "Precisely, I just proposed yet..."

    "Enough, problem."

    "... well, it''s not good"

    "Right."

    Incredibly light, I was admitted. I was ready to be beaten, and I didn''t think that would do it. There is too much understanding and, conversely, confusion.

    "I don''t think it''s a good idea..."

    "Rather, as far as I''m concerned, I''m more worried about a brave man with three wives. Try not to stress me out, okay?

    "Super beautiful there, too, I guess? Then our Zhu Yan managed to bring the losing game more than a draw. It''s also correct as a game theory"

    The big premise is that Akane likes Yut. But Yut became deeply close to Valtrude.

    The reasoning is that if it is difficult to interrupt or take away there, it doesn''t matter if there are more spouses.

    "That''s it. Without bread, it''s just like eating sweets."

    "Kyoko, that''s because Marie Antoinette didn''t say it. Some Chinese emperor really said that if you can''t eat porridge, you should eat meat."

    In such a way, the discussion managed to come together.

    In the end, the adults'' trust in Yut is in the big book, but for now it was also a pleasure for him to believe it.

    Also, when he called out, "You''re back often," he was about to cry. Of course, nobody will notice.

    On that day, Mr. and Mrs. Miki stayed at the Heavenly Grass family for dinner, and a bright look lined the table for a long time.

    And that night.

    Yut stepped into his father''s study again. Now, you and my father alone.

    We were carrying chairs from the living room at the time of the discussion, but with the dinner party, we put them back where they belonged. Only one leg became the feather to carry again, but the colo was noisy and difficult to carry.

    "Well, sit down."

    "Yeah."

    Father poured his secret whiskey into a glass for two and waited for his son to come.

    "A minor, though?

    "Over there, you were drinking, weren''t you?

    "Well."

    "When the water is bad, they say they drink instead of water."

    My father said without changing his complexion, whether he was making a good impression of Valtrude''s wobbly at dinner.

    By the way, Valtrude had also boiled the field with his first drink of sake drained lavishly.

    My father opens his mouth first, sipping distilled liquor to lick it.

    "Honestly, unless you''re involved in a crime, where and what you were doing isn''t so much of a problem"

    "Thanks......"

    "But the truth is, I don''t want to take you anywhere. This is real."

    "... father"

    Nature and Yut''s shoulders fall into the natural language.

    "But after that injury, let''s let the brave man do what he wants. That''s what I decided."

    Mouth such a dialogue as you pour amber liquid into your son''s glass.

    "I knew you left football to keep us from worrying after the injury. I know, and I didn''t say anything. No, I couldn''t tell you. More importantly, I''m relieved. You don''t have to see a child suffering in rehab."

    "Oh no..."

    I didn''t realize you thought that. I didn''t understand how deeply I was loved.

    "Next, brave man. It''s your turn to be selfish. If you decide, do it through to the end."

    "Yeah."

    "Well, if we move abroad, we''ll rarely see each other. There will be such a family. Besides, right..."

    I tilted the glass to wonder if I should say this, but in the end, I opened my mouth.

    "If you fail, run away if you don''t like it. I don''t think it''s a mistake to run away. Besides, this is where you should go."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut couldn''t say anything.

    All I could do was nod silently.

    Because if you mouth the thoughts in this chest, at that moment, everything will be false.

 125 6. Two Nights (After)

    "Yut, are we done talking"

    We hung out at my father''s dinner, and when I got out of the study with a chair, I came across Valtrude dressed in a pyjama.

    The usual outfit is a pink shirt pyjama, but when she wears it, it has a fresh taste. Frankly, sweetie.

    Moreover, because it was a completely unexpected encounter, its adorability permeates the brain in a straight way.

    "What''s up? Something''s wrong with you, huh?

    "No, I''m fine. Nothing."

    "Doesn''t look that way..."

    "Oh. Speaking of which, Val was freed from her mother."

    "Mm-hmm. I had some strange pills on my face. There was an explanation, but I didn''t know what it was."

    "That''s probably cosmetics"

    It would be lotion or emulsion or something like that. To Yut, I didn''t know the difference between the two, and in the first place, I didn''t think this Valtrude needed anything like that.

    If Akane finds out, she''s going to preach.

    "Makeup? Why are you wearing makeup before you go to bed?

    "Why...... Care for your skin, that kind of thing."

    Again, Valtrude tilts his neck if he''s not sure. If Acorn finds out, she''s going to give you another courteous sermon, too.

    "Well, that doesn''t matter. As a matter of fact, Lord Halko once told me..."

    "What? Well, I don''t know what to do."

    Yut asks as he moves to get his chair back to the dining room.

    As Valtrude followed behind it, nature, his gaze turned forward. Ahead, there was a figure of my dog lying at the window in the living room.

    Was Colo relieved that Yut was at home all the time, or was he too shabby and tired? In a constant position, nature and his face are dull as he watches him sleep on his back showing his white belly hair.

    "It''s not even Roku... Apparently, we''re supposed to sleep together."

    "With your mother?

    Apartment in 3LDK. One room belongs to Yut. The other room is my father''s study. In the remaining Japanese-room, my parents should have laid a futon and slept.

    Could it be divided between men and women?

    Such Yut''s predictions were shattered miserably.

    "What are you talking about? Well, it''s decided with Yut."

    "What... so...?

    Unexpectedly, I almost took off my chair.

    I managed to hold it back on the way because if I did that, I''d have a colo, but the shock wouldn''t change.

    "Sure, we don''t have any rooms... Not good, huh?

    "Well, it shouldn''t be anything considering the whole camp..."

    Now, it''s just the two of us.

    No, I have parents. I''m here.

    "Somehow, I''m really sorry my mother was arr"

    "Ugh...... Yu-chan will bully you..."

    My mother, who was supposed to be pulling into the Japanese-style room, abruptly joins the conversation. However, I don''t show my face because I have a pack.

    "Nice assist, I thought you''d praise me"

    "You''re just enjoying my son''s reactions."

    I just, well, I don''t want to do anything to let Valtrude go in such an exotic land. I''m sorry I slept with all my parents and children.

    "Okay. Because Valtrude makes me sleep in my room. What about futons?"

    "I already brought it in."

    "A deliberate offense..."

    Totally, it was on her mother''s palm. Sprouts, but you can''t sleep in the same bed.

    "I''m sorry. I''ve been wanting to get some sleep..."

    "No, Val''s not bad. Besides, I''m close to the limit."

    I can''t help it. Since the battle against Dal-Lukash and his return to Earth. She may have just not felt it in a state of tension, but she should also have symptoms close to jet lag.

    That''s why it''s hard to be flat.

    You will both know that by entering Yut''s room.

    "This is Yut''s room..."

    "Well, I don''t think there''s anything interesting."

    About six tatami western rooms.

    Beds are placed at windows facing the outer hallway, and racks with televisions, consoles, etc. are placed on the walls. The kind of comics that could not be racked crushed one of the closets and stored there.

    The low table for study is being driven to the edge to lay another futon.

    Used to have posters of football players on them too, but by the time I got into high school I was peeling them off and it''s a really killer landscape room.

    "No, that''s not true either..."

    Interestingly observe a small flat-screen TV or a console as large as a box in a futon laid directly on the floor as it is in the living room.

    Plus, a yuut sitting back in bed looking at such a Valtrude.

    Because acorns frequently came in on their own, I didn''t put anything down that would be troubling to be seen. As a result, I was able to stand at ease.

    Only now, I think it might be a good time to thank Acorn. Only now.

    "Besides, this room is cool too."

    "Well, you can''t even open the window."

    You won''t have to worry about being distracted by the presence of the Yuts if you don''t even open the window because it''s a well-soundproof apartment, but conversely, it''s hot and I can''t help it.

    Without air conditioning, you wouldn''t be able to spend the night.

    "That''s not what I meant..."

    Valtrude said there was air conditioning in each room, but it didn''t seem to tell Yut.

    It''s not like she''s going to be held captive, so she''s going to identify the next target.

    "Oh. This is the cartoon Acorn was talking about"

    Completed quite a while ago, he takes a football comic strip looking to be promoted from the lower league and turns the page with a glowing smile.

    "Sure, it''s just pictures"

    "Speaking of which, the words make sense, but what about the letters?

    "... unreadable"

    Getting the book closer, farther away or tilted, but the results can''t change either.

    "It just looks like a symbol."

    When making world metastases, what should be referred to as the ability to translate the language is granted. However, it is

    It does not increase intelligence.

    In other words, Valtrude, who cannot read the letters originally, should not be able to read or write Japanese even when he comes to Earth.

    "It fits the reason."

    "What a cruel conclusion"

    So, uh, the book of silence descends.

    I went around watching all the hard stuff, and I didn''t have a situation where I watched TV or played games.

    And I''m already ready for bed.

    "Time to go to bed..."

    "Oh, yeah."

    "In the meantime, Val, use the bed. You''re not used to sleeping on the floor, are you?

    "That''s not true. Compared to when I slept on the ground in the camp...... But not that I want to use Yut''s bed."

    "I haven''t used it in months, and I do laundry..."

    "I guess so, but that''s not what I''m talking about..."

    Again, the book of silence descends.

    "Then come with me -"

    "That''s the best solution you shouldn''t do!

    Really bad, Yut denied it with all his body spirits. Back on Earth, what are you doing?

    "After all, the bed is val. Whatever it takes to get a girl to sleep on the floor, I can''t just be in bed."

    "Mmm..."

    I am not convinced, but Valtrude accepted that no further discussion would be wasted.

    "Well, I''ll turn the lights off"

    After he sees his fianc¨¦e in bed, he turns off the lights with a switch on the wall, and Yut dives into the futon as well.

    My first home in two years.

    Familiar ceiling.

    Earlier, it could have been a better atmosphere with the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) than anyone else on this planet, but again, fatigue must have been great.

    My eyelids are slowly closing and I''m about to let go of consciousness.

    "Yut."

    Valtrude grabbed his hand like that with his shapely fingers.

    "... what''s up?

    "This is a good place..."

    An unintentional story.

    But Yut shook her fianc¨¦e''s hand back and urged her to continue.

    "Both Yut''s parents and Acorn''s parents were good people. I don''t care what you think. You''ve embraced me."

    "Beauty gets it."

    "... no, because everyone was a good person, right?

    "Even when I first went that way, there was a part of Val that I trusted because she was beautiful."

    "I don''t mean it."

    That being said, my voice was laughing.

    "I came here and was touched by Yut''s roots. I''m glad to hear it. Well, I was wondering if it was too much for the dog."

    "You have no choice. Can you do such an out-of-town thing to ignore"

    Two laughing together in the dark.

    But when that calms down, Valtrude''s voice becomes worried.

    "But this place is too far away. Hellenonian, I can''t hear God. Sometimes, I get anxious."

    Sinking that word.

    Rarely heard of, Valtrude''s agony.

    "If I didn''t feel the presence of Yut, I might have lost my normal mind"

    Valtrude strokes the ring gently. When you said that, I was also happy as a gifted yuut.

    Of course, I won''t put it in my mouth.

    "Let''s go home."

    Instead, he uttered his will.

    I don''t know how Interstella Walker works.

    The situation is still fluid. I don''t know what will happen.

    Still, my thoughts are set.

    "Assuming it doesn''t work, I''m going home. My world is the Brewers, my house is the Falve."

    "Yut......"

    Love poured out of thinkers.

    Anger at myself for letting that person make the decision to leave his hometown.

    I can''t say anything about emotions I can''t reconcile. However, I can put my body temperature into my hands to make sure it exists and my thoughts are certain.

    "Zhuyin and Alcia, they must be worried."

    "Oh yeah......"

    You two stay like this.

    He spent his first night in the other world holding hands.

 126 7. Believe and Wait (Previous)

    "After all, a brave man is either a genius or a pervert..."

    Rotosilt kingdom, the largest nation in the Blue Covenant world (Brewers). In the south of it, the Count of Istas, which governs the Silvermarch region.

    In an office in a castle fortress in Falve, a girl was about to be buried in a pile of paperwork now.

    Akane Miki.

    The archmage (Arch Mage), who serves as the house slayer for the Earl of Istas, and the skilled magician (Technomancer) of his hometown, said that in the field of clothing they were working with Regina Nievez to revolutionize the world and roared Prince Alsace with dishes from different worlds.

    Also, the painting is profound.

    Multidisciplinary genius.

    Knowing talent.

    That was the appreciation for acorns. He had become an important figure in a completely unknown place, and when he heard of it, he fell apart. No, that''s just not it, but I''m sure the weird laughter''s creeping up.

    However, even if it was overrated, it could be said that she was recognized as such as a major role in representing the Lords.

    A spiral of despair (Reliouria) came back to life, and the two stopped it.

    The moment I reported it, there was surprise and jealousy in Alsace''s brilliant appearance, but explaining the detailed history just convinced me.

    Prince Alsace consulted with the Chancellor of the Kingdom, Dita Schukel - although he would not make an apparent announcement - to question Acorn as his agent in the conduct of territorial management.

    If the absence of the two is ever to be pointed out by other nobles, it is also to be justified as "from the royal family, I have received a serious request".

    Until that ruling...

    "When Val and Yut get back, isn''t it funny that we were independent or something?

    "... sounds like fun"

    "Do it."

    - It could also be said to be a hail because it was on the verge of becoming more dangerous than a bike without a brake that etc.

    "... Val or Yut''s surrogate means that I stop this? Stop?"

    "I''m sorry, but I''m better suited for an adjunct, and more importantly, I have eyes..."

    "I know, but..."

    In order, Arcia should be the deputy.

    However, she also has a role in the Temple of Truss-Sink and in the clinic, and is not suited to the task of checking and adjudicating reports.

    And Larsia, Exile, and Jonah are not better suited.

    Of course, some competent civilians, including Claude Laker, are only in charge of practice. Involving will decisions and arbitrations is problematic.

    So it was the acorn where the white feather arrow stood.

    At first, he said, "Me, I should have treated you like a maid? I was reluctant, but the exit was blocked because of the tattoo from the royal family.

    Nevertheless, that''s just a formality. When it came to actual work, I ran out of hard words.

    "Original proposal for the ratio of production of iron (crystal iron) to processed products? The source of the scholarship and its operation?

    On the accumulation of port repair costs and the contribution ratio? A quote for the salt industry on Pirate Island?

    I read a few documents on the desk diagonally, but I can only laugh bitterly that it''s not what schoolgirls see.

    Besides, it''s my childhood friend, the boy, who''s leading this.

    Really, while I''m impressed that you''re doing it broadly, I''m going to check the contents and sign the verdict. At the same time, for when Yut returned, he started a text editor on his laptop to wake up the gist to the text.

    "Damn, I couldn''t believe I was such an exhausting woman..."

    Are you tired of writing, your chest is accentuated when the acorn stretches.

    I don''t have to worry about it because there''s nobody there, but when I realize it, I put my posture back on and hide it with my arms.

    And when I realized the strangeness of that behavior myself, I unconsciously looked at the ring with my finger. There is only magic equipment (magic items) and there is no need to worry about fingerprints.

    A magical ring that protects the wearer from disaster.

    Of the three rings I gave away at the same time, this is probably the most expensive.

    But I''m most loved - not that. Acorn himself knows that.

    I guess the best of the yuts is still Valtrude.

    Akane has a ring to protect herself. To Arcia, a ring to know emotions. Both rings were given away thinking about the wearer.

    But Valtrude has a ring to let her know that Yut is here. Something for Yut, so to speak.

    I may not be conscious.

    That''s why I see the difference. I get it.

    "Well, I knew..."

    But I know with my head, it''s different than being able to poke at it.

    "I have no choice. I have no choice but to demand plenty in return if you''re flirting on Earth."

    Yeah, get back on your mind and get back to work.

    Generally speaking, it is a case in which Valtroude gives insight based on the policy decided by Yut. So I don''t have to worry about Acorn defaming my dictatorship even if he makes a settlement.

    But it wasn''t good if you didn''t have to worry.

    "Oh, my calculations are wrong again..."

    For once, Yut also seems to have taught arithmetic level classes to the civilians, but mistakes are made because of a world where there are no calculators.

    If there is an overlapping shortage of manpower there, we cannot ask for perfection in the end.

    Calculating on the computer calculator a few times will do the processing, but because of the large number, it is also difficult to concentrate all the time.

    In that case, paint an illustration on a distraction.

    Run a brush on extra fine paper than the documents you are adjudicating, with a thin sharpen as you can think of, whether it be Prince Alsace and Eudit, or Jonah or Ren, or Yut or Larsia.

    "Oh...... Even before the deadline, I wish I could draw so much more"

    I keep doing that consolation for half an hour, and when it''s just not good, I get back to work.

    "I should have been a bad character at studying..."

    Ultimately, Yut was checking his phone instead of a calculator, but that kind of authentic task - even modestly - was not Acorn''s specialty.

    Send a tight gaze to the pile of documents that occupy the desk. But naturally, that couldn''t have reduced the mountains.

    Yut and Valtrude are gone, and this is it in just a few days.

    Of course there will be acorns unfamiliar with the work, but was Yut handling it with genius arms, or was it workaholic...

    I think the latter is likely.

    "I mean, the anticipation of tax payments in each village or something I could look at......? Well, you don''t bring anything you can''t show me, do you? I didn''t bring the paperwork."

    That''s an excuse, but for now, I''m going to get the laptop on the side back out of the sleep state and populate the spreadsheet software with data.

    I wasn''t sure how to use it at first, but I was able to calculate and sort it.

    I am still out of the group in terms of being able to use computers and calculators and in terms of basic academic achievement. Actually, Acorn was the right partner in internal affairs.

    "Ah, the battery''s about to run out already!

    It''s hard to do any more today. Equal, it''s over for today.

    Yes, the acorns that tied together in the brain stuck up in such a way as exhaustion.

    "Sister, are you alright?

    The office door opened and a little girl showed up. Ears clung like broad-leaved leaves. Soaked blonde hair to envelop her whole body. I have a serious look on my pretty face right now.

    When such a girl sees a gesture approaching her not to drop a basin with a drink on it, she rapidly builds vitality in the acorn.

    Moreover, all the more so if you look like a maid of honor outfit equipped with a black apron dress up to a headdress.

    I admire myself for being a genius when I tailor this.

    "Oh...... It heals me...... MP is recovering..."

    "Eumpi?

    Grab the wren with the herbal tea cup and whirl.

    filled with a sense of spiritual fulfilment.

    Though it is not only misleading physical fatigue.

    "Sister..."

    "Ren, won''t you be our child? Soon, a brave man will follow you."

    "Yes...... do it"

    "Yeah."

    What bothered you? In a rare and strong condition, Ren shakes the acorn.

    And then I started making excuses.

    "Oh, not that I don''t like you and your brother."

    "Oh, yes, yes..."

    (Brave men are child-friendly. Yeah. That''s all)

    Carry the herbal tea into your mouth, thinking of the other, albino girl''s face. The elegant sweetness healed my fatigue.

    (For the future, let''s see if we can magically anti-aging it)

    Though I was thinking about it.

    "Yes, yes. I''m sorry, but please charge your computer later."

    "Article Repair (Repair) ¡­¡­?

    "Yeah. That."

    Originally, Yut used to charge the battery in the Goods Repair, but he couldn''t do it anymore, so he asked Ren to help him.

    The parties are also not sure how that is made a maid.

    Ren''s magic pharmacy is closed, but I''m fortunate it''s not a problem because we deliver the order.

    "Mr. Acorn, may I have a moment?

    "What''s going on?

    Again, where I was holding Ren like a stuffed animal, Arcia appeared.

    When there is nothing wrong with this condition, Acorn enters a listening attitude.

    "Sister?

    "... why don''t you let him go?

    "Are you telling me to die? But you, my friend."

    Acorn freed Len while somehow feeling the loneliness without Yut.

    "So?"

    "Yeah, right."

    It was Arcia who couldn''t keep up with her accomplishments, but she regains her pace by taking a few seconds of interval.

    We have a visitor.

    "Maybe Grandpa the Great Sage"

    "No."

    Deny it short.

    "So, who? To me?

    "Precisely, is it Yuto?"

    "Ahhh...... Someone okay?

    "Probably."

    It was a pretty abstract conversation, and Ren was tilting his neck saying he wasn''t sure what he was listening to on the side - Akane was shooting with a quick smuffle - but the two seemed to get through properly.

    "So, who is it?

    "Petra Chernov. Remember?

    "Uh..."

    "At the Vainamarinen School of Magic in Folio-Farina"

    "Oh, that tundele-looking daughter"

    "Follow me?

    "Go through there. What kind of errand is it?

    "Not yet, I don''t know. He just wants to talk to Yut."

    I''d like you to go home if possible, but as far as I hear the rest of the story, it doesn''t seem like I''m going to do anything against this one.

    "In the meantime, I''m thinking of seeing you all."

    "Right. So, here?

    "Yes."

    "Len, I''m sorry, but he''s gonna call me Egg or Yona or something"

    "Yeah."

    Unfortunately, Larsia is in Hardenturm.

    Watching Ren running backwards, Acorn was turning his mind on what stories would pop up.

 127 8. Believe and Wait (After)

    "Master! Long time no see...?

    It was Petra, who gained momentum and entered Yut''s office, but clouded her radiant grin in an instant, and Ash Blonde''s side pony dripped softly.

    "I''m sorry, but Yut Amaxa and Valtrude Istas are leaving the land under a royal decree."

    I''m not lying.

    It''s just that the date on the paperwork doesn''t match the date the paperwork was made.

    "Really..."

    Before the building of Alcia, a magical knight (Erdonite) appeared pitifully dismayed. He was nowhere near as busy as he had been when he first met him.

    "In the meantime, go ahead"

    At the same time as recommending the couch, yesterday I behave like a doughnut that I was making and putting aside all fried up just to relieve stress. Freshly fried but delicious enough even when cold.

    But Petra doesn''t even try to get her hands on rare treats, just give her a worrying look like a maiden torn in love.

    (How much, I missed Yut...)

    At the time of the first meeting, although he was rather rude, the obsession disappeared in an instant when he heard the subsequent "enlightenment¡± gesture.

    But when I see this, I get another worry.

    Seeing Arcia and Yona sitting next to each other, the thoughts seemed to share.

    Yut is also called teacher physique, well looked after and gentle under the present. That''s why juniors liked me so much...

    You did it on a brainwashing level.

    I''m about to hold my head at the end of my fianc¨¦e''s life, but I have to put my follow-ups behind me.

    "So, can I ask you something?

    Confirming that Exile had taken a position behind the acorn like an escort, Arcia attempted to find out what was going on in the first place.

    If you look at them, you know they''re not going to be able to talk to the public.

    Apparently, Acorn lowered his chest, even though he did not have to lead the discussion.

    "Ha, yes. I''m sorry to disturb you at the request of Dean Mel."

    "Request? Is that, as a nobleman of the kingdom of Rotosilt? Or as the Great Mage?

    Then Alcia tries to put in a no that you can''t ask, but Petra took control of it.

    "As an adventurer."

    Lurk your voice, Petra says.

    "Ho."

    Funny, Exile chuckled with his teeth protruding behind the acorn. Jonah, who had her head on Arcia''s lap, also rose with her eyes shining.

    "Well, then we can talk about it alone."

    (Then I''ll be an observer)

    Acorn exhales.

    Adventurers in the fantasy world. I didn''t admire that phrase, but in a nutshell, the last lesson...

    (Come on, like the woods today, Muli)

    - That means.

    Besides, it''s no occasion for an amateur to pinch his mouth. That''s why I decided to use my mouth to taste the doughnuts. This is a distressing work because highly refined oils were hard to come by.

    "Actually, there''s a case of a monster disappearing from a particular hierarchy in Folio-Farina''s Hundred Layers Labyrinth"

    Petra said that with a serious look.

    "Isn''t that something good?

    "Right."

    "No......"

    As if to recall something, Arcia puts her finger on the toe.

    "Indeed, the Hundred Layers Labyrinth should appear as monsters gush out of nowhere"

    "I mean, you can hit me all you want"

    "Kill whatever you want."

    "... uh, that''s how it works, so you''re saying that monsters disappear is the opposite precursor to anomaly, right?

    Akane, whose heart blamed him for leaving Exile and Jonah to Arsia, follows through.

    Yut thought it was great.

    "That''s what I''m talking about."

    "So Dean Mel asked for an investigation..."

    "Yes, if you can accept it, I will also officially make a request from Parliament"

    The muscles are through.

    I''ve never tried the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, but, perhaps, I''m making a request to another party as well. Besides, as a force of war, I don''t even think we have any more talent.

    Also, for Folio-Farina, the anomaly of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth is a major problem. If we can sell favors to the world''s largest trading city, the Rotosilt kingdom may also accept them.

    However, that''s also a story if we all have it.

    "In my current state, it''s tough..."

    "Really...... If I had a master..."

    Regrettably, Petra mourns Yut''s absence. Maybe he wanted to accompany me and show Yut the good part.

    "Oh, you''re more or less aligned."

    abruptly.

    Without reading the air, suddenly a familiar voice echoed into the office.

    "... suddenly"

    "I called, that way or not"

    "Unexpectedly, I almost attacked"

    Exile puts Spike Flail on the floor while saying noisy things.

    "I didn''t mean to hit it."

    I get it. Well, then, don''t you?

    "If you''re gonna do it, you''re gonna have to hit me five or six times in one breath."

    "How can it be a violence when a fight is involved, even though he''s usually a good person..."

    Acorn shook his head when he said he was too much of a fighting nation to follow.

    Petra, on the other hand, was not the other way around.

    "Uh..."

    The Old Man Who Has Been Moving Moments (Teleport). Thoughts come to a halt at the figure of the Great Sage I have seen in the portrait of the dean''s office.

    Still, you must behave shamelessly as the eldest daughter of the Chernov family, at the end of the Wizard.

    "Bubba Bubba, Dear Vainamarinen!?"

    "I don''t know."

    I feel a little unsuccessful, but I could see who they were.

    But what should I do next?

    "Hey, there''s nothing here, but come here."

    Recovering from the upset - I intend to - Petra gives way to the Great Sage the couch she was sitting on when she stood up in momentum. I don''t even think about sitting down with you.

    The Great Sage also nodded to Eagle Deep without worrying about the details and somehow occupied the couch.

    "Wow, I guess I''ll be free. Yeah, that''s good. The Hundred Layers Labyrinth is a Folio-Farina problem."

    "Is that a problem with the Hundred Layers Labyrinth? Let''s hear more first."

    "Shit!?"

    I washed up and was supposed to explain the situation. Even so, the investigation is coming up. I have no more information than I told the Arsians.

    "Hmm. It could have something to do with it. Maybe not."

    Hearing forcefully, the Great Sage retained Petra on the spot in such vague dialogue.

    "Thank you for taking the time to come"

    "I don''t care about such a forethought. To a certain extent, I have a good idea, but let me tell you more."

    "It''s..."

    When the corresponding Arcia showed difficulty, unexpectedly, the Exile sandwiched his mouth.

    "Wouldn''t you have a choice if this happened? It''s just suspicious to kick him out here, and he won''t do anything to Yut''s detriment."

    "I don''t know what it''s like to be in front of a building."

    It''s not like I can''t do abdominal arts.

    I''m just not trying.

    "Bad nature......"

    "It''s a pain in the ass. You can talk to me. There''s no need to say anything else."

    "Ha, yes. Absolutely!"

    There is no way that a student of the School of Magic, who bears that name, can turn against the Great Sage. I don''t know what starts, but Petra shook her head vertically and nodded.

    Convinced that there was no lie from emotion either, Alcia opens her mouth to explain how it happened.

    that the northern part of the Verga Empire, the land known as the Perpetual Mountains, had become a permanently pillaged forest and that obelisks existed.

    About the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash.

    And a spiral of despair overflowing from the obelisk (reliouria).

    To seal it, Yut used an unfinished spell to close the gate - that it disappeared from the Brewers with Valtrude.

    "My master said that..."

    It''s worry and jealousy that comes to the look on Petra''s face when she''s finished listening to Arcia. The worry and jealousy that colors her completely insured face becomes the spice that colors her.

    Neither acorn knew which ingredient was high.

    "Hmm. Well, let me tell you I did good. The stuffing is sweet."

    Meanwhile, Vainamarinen swallows the doughnuts prepared for Petra in one bite without saying no before making such a comment.

    Even that arrogant great sage of a shore, the one who says so. A spiral of despair is such a threat, no, it''s a disaster. It''s just that Jonah seemed to have a sense of crisis over Vainamarinen''s eating, and she was cramming her own doughnuts into her mouth all the time.

    By the way, that spell, Interstella Walker, is not incomplete.

    "Really?

    "If you call it incomplete that it''s too difficult to activate, it will be"

    "It''s either a defect"

    To Jonah''s unforgiving comment, Vainamarinen rocks her mustache and laughs lavishly.

    "The white lady is right. But if it was activated, we would have made it to the kid''s hometown."

    "Good..."

    I thought it was okay. But if you say you weren''t worried, you''d be lying.

    There, a tattoo from the Great Sage was obtained and my mind and body relaxed unexpectedly.

    "And you should be back in a few days."

    "Seriously...?

    "Seriously."

    "Then you need to be so worried -"

    "But isn''t the flow of time different this way from the kid''s hometown? Then it''s time to come back."

    "... that I''m not back"

    It''s not that I don''t get the conclusion.

    Without wishing to say anything further, Arcia shut her mouth.

    "There must have been something wrong over there. That''s what I can''t see from here."

    Everyone and he pushes silence.

    Yut and Valtrude may not be able to return. I might never see you again. I feel darkened by that possibility.

    "Perhaps therefore we should examine the Hundred Layers Labyrinth"

    "What do you mean, Grandpa Beard?

    "It''s just a surprise."

    But for that to flush, the words of the Great Sage were heavy......

 128 9. Two Mornings, Two Nights

    The next day.

    When I woke up, I slept in the same futon as Valtrude... nor did my second day on Earth begin peacefully on the surface.

    It''s just after noon that we both woke up. In addition to fatigue and jet lag, the main cause of the sleeper was that at dawn she fell out of bed and instead of the same futon, it took the form of being pushed down and then she didn''t sleep very well.

    "Morning, Val"

    "Ugh...... It wasn''t a dream..."

    "Oh...... I''m not dreaming, but I was falling asleep, and never mind. Well, if you tell me you weren''t happy for me, you''d be lying."

    "Don''t say..."

    Shy Valtrude is cute too.

    Cute.

    Having come to such a reasonable conclusion, Yut made a great stretch and then cut off his untrained to sleep three times, leaving the room with a change of clothes for his discipline.

    Valtrude is flustered with his face buried in his pillow. I''m going to need a little more time to get back on my feet.

    "Cawung."

    As soon as I left the room, the colo waiting for me, clutching me under my feet, demanded I go for a walk. But unfortunately I can''t live up to that.

    He strokes around his back, deludes himself, and moves to the washroom to improve his health.

    Turn on the electricity, and if you look at it, a new toothbrush or towel was available.

    Not just Yut, but her share too.

    (Sounds like we''re living together...)

    The thought of, for example, comes to my mind during activation, and I immediately calm down and become aware of the embarrassment.

    "How about that?"

    If you don''t float, wash your face abusively with the slightly warmer water of summer.

    Brush your teeth, get dressed quickly and move to the living room.

    Should I say for granted, I don''t see my parents. Today is the most depressing day of the week (Monday). Besides, we were both out of paid leave.

    Not knowing that, Yut glances at a note from his mother placed on the dining table with a still unclear head. I just have to bow my head to the wording that I wouldn''t have woken you up because you would be tired.

    "Cawung! Cang, cang, cang!

    "Uh. Okay. Okay."

    I''ll continue to root for my appealing dog, fish the shelves and take out my snack substitute gum. However, I don''t do things right away.

    "Sit down."

    "Canuck."

    "Wait for me."

    "Woooooooo"

    "Okay."

    Colo running to the window with the bone gum folded.

    Drop that off satisfactorily and then check out the breakfast that you have for me in the fridge.

    For Valtrude, who wouldn''t be used to Japanese food, ham eggs with salad and scrambled eggs. In Yut, grilled fish was served with egg rolls and a pure Japanese-style breakfast.

    Once again, I offer my reflection and gratitude to my mother for all the preparations she has made during the busy hours of the morning.

    One more thing, I retrieved Valtrude''s change of clothes as instructed in the note, and then I went back to my room.

    "Val. My mother changed her clothes... you were still doing it"

    It would have been more than enough, Valtrude still kept his face buried in the pillow. On Yut''s pillow.

    I''m worried in a double sense that I''ll be able to sleep with it in the future.

    Later, my fianc¨¦e mentioned something outrageous.

    "Yut, curse me"

    "I don''t have that kind of hobby..."

    I can''t beat a troubled response like that, but I get up and complain with a serious look.

    "Who''s talking about hobbies? This is a matter of conscience."

    "You left the acorns and the Arcians behind, and you''re feeling guilty for messing with me?

    "Yikes!? No... I don''t... No, that was an accident!

    "Then you have no choice."

    Brilliantly put on the guide, the problem itself cloud-sprayed away.

    To Valtrude, who leans his neck on the bed if not convinced, Yut offered to change.

    "My father and mother went to work, but they''re preparing dinner for me. Get dressed and meet me in the living room."

    "Mmm...... Understood."

    I gave him a change of clothes to press on, and Yut went back to the kitchen.

    The breaker was about to fall, so warming up in the range is later. Prepare the toaster first. The bread was left unopened with six slices of bread.

    In the meantime, stick two pieces in and toast them.

    Biennial work, but no discomfort whatsoever. Naturally, I guess, but it was somewhat emotional.

    "Yut, I''m sorry."

    "Oh, I''m getting ready now, so sit down..."

    Only face out of the kitchen and speak up.

    There was an angel.

    No, it was Valtrude, who finished dressing and disciplining himself.

    Today, the light green t-shirt is no different from the yuut called jeans, fashion. But just what she wears makes it an ad for fashion magazine.

    Denim, in particular, declared that her mother would "try her best to wear this" and honestly said that she was a father and son "can''t do it," a spoiled and said thing. She wears it perfectly, she sighs. No, all I get is a sigh.

    "These clothes are full of body lines. What''s going on?

    "... is that right?

    "No, well. If you like Yut, I hope so..."

    Conscious of the careless gaze, protest, but fine. That''s why it doesn''t work for him who''s in a trans state.

    "Well, I think Yut''s clothes are fresh and good too."

    "Oh, wow."

    That condition continued until the inorganic sound of the toaster informed the baking.

    Transferred to a plate in advance, and now the microwave is fully operational to warm up the breakfast - albeit already after noon.

    Not enough, and the meal was ready on the table.

    "I''ll have it."

    "Mm? I''ll have it"

    Valtrude also imitates that it''s this way of doing it and the meal starts, but suddenly I worry about what to do.

    It''s like a hotel Viking breakfast. The dishes line up without Japanese or Western austerity, but the source of the worries is jam arranged with you at your leisure. There are three kinds of strawberries, blueberries and marmalades, but two pieces of bread.

    It doesn''t look bad to put eggs or ham on it.

    While exploring that strategy, I carry the apple juice from the paper pack that Yut poured me into my mouth.

    "Delicious"

    Even royal aristocrats and big merchants will have difficulty every day when they become equivalents in the Brewers. In other words, in this Japan, ordinary people will have a richer life than royalty.

    Yes, he also revealed his surprise by forgetting his own identity as an aristocrat.

    "When the presence of this juice is put into the calculation, the assembly¡­"

    Such, across the street from his fianc¨¦e, who was becoming a food teacher, Yut was tongue-in-cheek at the taste of his so-called mother.

    I also ate at Li Kutua, but still, it''s no match for the familiar Heavenly Grass family flavor. Well, I''m not even talking about which one excels.

    "Ham is delicious, too. Eggs are delicious too. The bread is delicious too. Is there only delicious food in this world!

    "I''ve never seen you like that before."

    In the end, they decided to eat whatever they wanted.

    The Virgin, unrelated to the diet, substituted toast as recommended but solved the difficult question of which jam to use with her strength, like a gordios knot.

    "So."

    "Hmm?"

    Valtrude cuts out the story when he''s just eaten up the prepared meal.

    Yut was concerned about the dirt around her mouth as she tried to respond to it.

    "Val."

    "Mm-hmm. Sorry."

    Wet tissue first, soaking poor lips like cherry blossom petals. I was a little thrilled, but because I don''t have eyes, I''m being honest, but I''m staying. Not bad.

    "Well, so be it. What are we gonna do now?

    Abstract question.

    But I know what you''re trying to say.

    "First of all, to do anything, you have to avoid being noticeable. So it''s only after night that we act."

    "Hmm. So the sword and armor..."

    "I wonder if armor is difficult"

    You''ll be using Invisibility Ring, a hidden ring, but it''s not perfect, and I can''t help the sound in the first place.

    "In the meantime, I''m going to go outside at night and experiment with the spell"

    "So, during the day?

    "I''ll prep the spell..."

    "... what about me?

    "Are you even watching it on TV?

    "That magic thing, huh? Will it be an ingredient to study this one?

    While affirming, Yut is imprisoned by an unfounded bad feeling.

    (Val becomes Neat...?

    Something, let''s think about what we can do. Yes, I swore to my heart.

    That night.

    Yut and Valtrude were all moving out of the apartment into the neighborhood shrine.

    Travel is a journey in the sky with carpets that are lost in the shade of night and fly off the veranda.

    Photographed with a digital camera and confirmed that concealed rings are valid for optical devices as well. If you''re traveling with that on, you don''t have to worry about getting rid of it first.

    A decision that a new urban legend may emerge, but is better than being exposed.

    Though Yut''s parents seemed surprised from the bottom of their minds watching the whole thing until they went out.

    "This is the temple of Yut''s world."

    It''s on the high ground, the shrine. There is no sign of a person at all, as it is not as large and the office is under the stairs.

    A street lamp installed to the extent of my apologies is throwing a dim light.

    "Well, yes... Unlike the Brewers, I don''t think God exists..."

    "Yeah? How did people come into being when there was no God"

    "It''s a mystery of life."

    Even now, I don''t know that.

    And I can''t help talking about that.

    "Um, Val. How about a divine spell?

    Now she was wearing armor that would also be a simple protective gear, just in case. However, the thermal insulation jacket (Corsiness Cloak) is also set to meet the summer heat.

    In addition, the Devil''s Sword, Divine Subjugator, is also lowered from the waist.

    The person seems satisfied, but it''s a subtlety to be able to push through with a cosplay.

    "... you can''t"

    "Right..."

    I prayed quietly and tried to activate the spell, but nothing happened.

    More than that, Yut''s face clouds over the fact that she''s in shock.

    Like I said before I went to bed, I''m too far away to socialize. How much is that to a diocesan knight (paladin)?

    Sure, it would be more than I imagined.

    "Val. So, how about" Demon Strike "?

    "Oh, yeah"

    Exhale and pray again with the exorcising demon sword horizontally.

    "Helenonia, goddess of victory. Let my sword dwell its glory."

    A short sacrament.

    At the same time it ended, the Holy Spirit dwelt on the long sword given by God.

    Because there is no evil to shake down, it disappears without a minute as it were, but Valtrude''s beautiful appearance broke down as if flowers were blooming.

    "Oh Yut, I did it! Oh, Helenonia, God wasn''t abandoning me!

    "Good for you, Val!

    Really good, Yut rejoices in not losing himself.

    Being a force in case is out of consideration. I''m just glad that her existential significance (identity) has been preserved.

    "For this minute, the Handling will be fine. Next, it''s Yut''s turn."

    "Oh. I don''t know what''s going to happen, just be careful."

    I have decided on the spell to use for the test.

    More like nothing else.

    "Magic Sensing"

    A first step theoretical spell that discerns the effects engulfed in the magic fixture, perceives the magical creature, and grasps the state of magic.

    Rip only one page from the spell document and throw it into the universe.

    As it is, disappears to melt¡­ suddenly, discomfort arises.

    (How long has it been since you failed to control the spell!

    But you can''t let go of control here.

    Sometimes when you lack mental concentration - such as being attacked in the middle of activation - you can''t control it and activate it.

    However, that is a story at the magician (wizard) level. He, the Great Mage (Arch Mage), can''t possibly be in that state because of so few things.

    In other words, an anomaly is happening.

    "This one."

    Stormy ship. Lost control of the car.

    None of them have experience, but associate such a ride.

    Think of the surgical ceremony, correct it to the muscular path it should be, and follow precisely the procedure of activation repeated thousands of times.

    "Yut, what''s wrong!?"

    "... it''s okay"

    I managed to get through it. At the same time gain that certainty, disappear so that the pages of the spell document dissolve. At the same time, information was sent directly to Yut''s brain.

    Naturally, there is no magic fixture reaction around. Except for myself and Valtrude, of course.

    Yut, who switches to magical vision, does his gaze around him.

    The surrounding magic, indeed, is thinner than the Brewers. If you describe the magic power in pigments, the Brewers are dark blue. Earth is close to white. On the physical sensation, is it less than half? It could have an impact on power and duration. Apparently, because it''s a shrine, there''s no such thing as special magic.

    "But lose control with that?

    The moment I try to consider that mystery, I feel a sudden shake back.

    Out of control, backflow of force.

    In the quiet shrine''s territory, an explosion sounded as if the fireworks had been launched.

 129 10. Anomaly

    "Are you hurt?

    "You''re okay... but..."

    I don''t know what happened. To be precise, I don''t know why there was such an explosion.

    I''ve never heard anything like that happen before, not to mention that I made such a mistake.

    "Let''s hide a little"

    "Oh, yeah"

    The hidden ring Invisibility Ring remains equipped, but overconfidence is forbidden.

    Travel from the interior to the shadow of the temple. We''ve been lurking our breaths for a while, but there''s no sign of people getting together.

    It should have been pretty loud, but it didn''t seem like a single shot made any noise. Summer may have made me think that the young people were haunted.

    I don''t want them to be together, but I''m sure they bothered me. If it''s not noticeable, it''s better.

    "In the meantime, activation doesn''t look like a problem"

    While returning to the country, Yut snaps like a solitaire.

    That was my first time earlier so I was confused, but if I concentrate my mind tight, I don''t seem to have a problem with it for activating what would be a spell on the upper staircase.

    In relation to the surrounding magic powers, the power will be slightly reduced......

    "The problem is it sounds like that fireworks, right? I have no idea why it sounded like that."

    "If Yut doesn''t get it, it''s good for me."

    "Right. Something about reflux or something like that..."

    Remarkable, but not much harm if it''s just sound.

    The question is, will the same phenomenon always occur? Or do changes occur, for example, depending on the staircase?

    Totally unknown. All I can say is that I''m glad I didn''t have to experiment at home without thinking about it.

    "Experimenting in the back of the mountain or somewhere more like a deserted island? No, there''s a way to get around..."

    The biggest problem is the return sequence of Interstella Walker, the One Who Shoots the Stars.

    About 50 hours to its activation.

    When it starts, what impact does it have or does it not? With one of Yut''s will, we can break the endurance.

    "I want time to think. I just got here, but once, let''s go back."

    "I''ll take care of it...... no. Wait, Yut."

    The first thing I noticed was Valtrude.

    Compared to the Brewers, the moon is a small, less starry night sky.

    There, a black moon was born.

    I''m so illusioned, the breaking of a true circle.

    Doors opened just a few meters above, not empty.

    From there, red green yellow clear black. Something gel-shaped spills like mud.

    "Mucus."

    It''s a viscous monster, also known as slime or ooze.

    "No way, I called!?"

    "There are monsters in Yut''s world, too."

    "Will you stay!

    Why, how did such a monster show up?

    What does that have to do with the spell just now?

    If a monster appears to be about "Magic Sense," it is likely that a greater calamity will occur when the world moves, but it cannot be completely denied.

    "But you''re a troublesome opponent"

    The Rinji Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who pulled out the Devil''s Sword, smiled slightly.

    Mucus chemicals just take up and dissolve organic matter - mainly meat - and divide and increase it as a nutrient. An organism that in a way is true to the existential significance of life, but primitive. The figure reminds Yut of the cells of plants that were in science textbooks.

    Also, just primitive, it''s difficult to get rid of.

    The body of mucus that absorbs physical shock dissolves the half-breed weapon, rather than passing through the blade.

    Besides, it''s a nasty enemy that you have to crush the nucleus of a sphere that will change your place to regenerate. Larsia would have had a pathetic look on her face without her guts.

    Unlike the deformed and mascotted slime, etc., ugliness makes you nauseous.

    When about a dozen such opponents were released, the breakdown of the true circle turned into just a cavity.

    "Is this stopping you?

    "You''ve got enough."

    Actually, it''s not enough.

    Because the magician''s (wizard) hands and feet, which should dominate the fight against mucus, are tied up.

    "You can''t just let it go wild. I''ll take care of Yut''s behavior."

    "Sorry."

    In response with a smile, Valtrude slashed into the midst of his enemies.

    Even if you can''t see the mucus, feel the signs of prey - that is, meat - and let''s go. There''s no heat, but it''s like a lava flow.

    If you deal with a monster like that, she won''t flinch.

    "Ha."

    The sword of God flashed and tore the flesh of the viscosity with the atmosphere.

    Hidden rings are not omnipotent either, and the moment of attack exposes the beautiful work to the sky.

    Did you take it off?

    But it doesn''t get to the point of destroying the nukes with one blow. Mucus compounds fuse with other individuals as if to compensate for lost viscosity, and crawl to meat again.

    "Val, be careful! I''m not wearing armor right now!

    "I know!

    Wearing magical silver (Mithral) armor would have bounced all the way back to the extent of the mucus compound attack. Now, if you''re going to be relative, it''s a straight line to tragedy.

    The mucus compounds stretch out their tentacles and flesh to Valtrude.

    Now it''s their usual means of grasping and dragging them in.

    The Cathedral Knight falls a long way back and takes a distance as he slashes countless tentacles looming from the front. To prevent them from being surrounded by all sides, but this makes it difficult to go on offense.

    The hidden rings also didn''t do much good, as the mucus compounds grasp the location of their prey with tremors transmitted from the ground rather than vision.

    Crisis of absolute destiny.

    No, to this extent, that''s impossible.

    "Show no glory in the other world. Helenonia! Empower the faithful servant of God!

    Not only a divine sword that disputes demons, but even the whole body of a cathedral knight is surrounded by a clean spirit.

    He pointed his sword tip at a right angle and proceeded straight ahead.

    Scratch the tentacles with a streamlined foot judgment and stick your cuttings out to the mucus. The moment it touched, the viscous flesh dispersed as if it had exploded from the inside.

    A red, giant contact lens-like nucleus drops.

    Stepping on it without hesitation with Boots of Flying, the military boot of flight, and waving the sword to the next target were fully integrated.

    Armor sleeves touch.

    As if it were to be a model, blowing up the viscosity destroys the nucleus.

    It didn''t take that long to wipe out all the mucus residue.

    "Obnoxious."

    "Mm-hmm. If you dodge it, there''s nothing particularly wrong with it."

    "No, because that''s usually not possible"

    Hydra''s neck regenerates?

    I don''t need a fire. Beat him until he stops playing. Avoid attacks.

    This is what I''m talking about.

    "Well, it''s Val who can do that..."

    "Exile and Larsia would be able to do it too"

    "Something''s wrong with the standard... it wasn''t over yet."

    I''m not alarmed.

    But I was sure I was relieved.

    From the breaking of the true circle that floats above - and I''m not just saying earlier that it was just a look - a large amount of mucus chemicals flow down from next to next.

    A few times earlier. Sooner or later, it''s enough to fill the territory.

    "This guy..."

    "Hmm. That''s a little too many."

    Not in the slightest.

    Valtrude hasn''t changed one complexion, but Yut can''t help but think about these monsters heading to the city, to the city where they and Acorn''s parents, friends and acorns live.

    "Val, I''ll use the spell. Step back, please."

    "... ok"

    Maybe wielding power will bring in a greater calamity.

    I understand that.

    That is why we cannot leave the present trivial matter unattended. It was also proven when the remnants of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) attacked.

    There''s no point hiding anymore.

    Remove the Hidden Ring and replace it with a Master''s Ring (Adept Ring) that increases the power of the Spell.

    "I''m not going to take it out. Decide in one shot."

    From among the prepared spells, Yut searched for and opened the spell, a theoretical spell that worked extensively, was as powerful as it could be annihilated, and was as discreet as possible.

    Make sure Valtroude drops back and tries to rip off eight pages.

    "Yut, someone''s coming!?"

    "What, at a time like this!

    A warning flies from the diocesan knight who noticed there as soon as possible, and Yut''s hand stops. I regret that it was too late to remove the hidden spell, but it''s too late.

    "Finally caught up...... but why is the devil showing up like clouds and summers in this place"

    The sudden intruder was wearing a uniform that Yut was used to seeing.

    Vest with the same pattern as the tartan check skirt. The red ribbon on the chest is a sign that it is one school year younger than Yut or Acorn.

    Slightly eye-catching, but neat looking. It holds long dark hair together in a ponytail, which, combined with its luxurious and sleek shape, gives it a kitten-like look.

    The girl who came running up the shrine stairs held a large emerald-colored tablet beside her in her hand.

    "If you use such a huge spell, it will be outrageous. Sempai, please stop."

    I was curious about her name, why she stops, and her qualities, but that''s not the yut she hesitates to do.

    Ignore it, activate the Seven Light Barriers (Raywall), try to surround and crush the mucus.

    "I have no choice. Frost Bolt

    When a girl flicks through a tablet, something like a magic formation with intricate texts is projected from it.

    From the magic formation shown in the dark night, a cold-air arrow with two strips of water colour is ejected and the mucus is shot at.

    "Again, no, no."

    Regrettably, a girl spits out words.

    To the extent of the attack spell on the first staircase, it does not even bring down the whole of the mucus carbide.

    Still, Yut stopped moving. I had to stop it.

    "The spell...... is it?

    "What do you mean, Yut?

    Yut can''t answer.

    Perhaps the underlying theory is the same as the theoretical spells he learned at the Brewers. Speaking of a different world, the theory of witchcraft seems to be common. The laws of physics were no different. It''s a strange story that magic is the only exception. Is it a simple genre difference not to use a spell document?

    Discussing that much, Yut shakes his head.

    "No, there''s something wrong with the spell being on Earth in the first place..."

    "Heavenly Grass Brave Sempai. I am Qin Noh''s real name, the first magic instructor of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmen)."

    "Danish...... Mend?

    "Yes. With all due respect, I was keeping an eye on you"

    Yes, she told in a polite tone.

 130 11. Hyun Chul Conference (Previous)

    "Surveillance?

    Besides, the Hyung-chul Conference?

    (Since when, has Earth become such an occult?

    If it''s thin but magical, maybe it''s no wonder the art of using it has been developed... I didn''t want to admit it easily.

    "Yut, first of all, do something about those mucus."

    "Oh...... Sorry."

    A lot of common sense was about to collapse, Yut. But he managed to restore his spiritual equilibrium to the scolding from his fianc¨¦e, who removed the concealed ring Invisibility Ring.

    Acorn said, "Now you''re talking about common sense?" Though it is likely to be disputed with the eyes of Jito.

    "Makoto Qin, I''m not sure about you, but I want to confirm one thing. Is there any way you can do something about that?

    "I just wanted to say that there is, but the earlier one is the biggest attack spell"

    "Are you serious?"

    Yut is once again flabbergasted by a confession from his true name that seems remorseful. He said first-degree demon conduits, etc., but I didn''t know he could only use the first staircase spell.

    A state of conversation over mucus, but its monsters are slowly starting to bulge.

    We had to hurry, we were going to regret it.

    "In the end, I guess I''ll have to... No, Val, do me a favor."

    "Okay. What am I supposed to do?

    "Bring her over here, please"

    "I understand."

    There''s no question, no hesitation. There was just trust.

    "Helenonia, the undefeated god of war! Give me the power to get rid of the demons!

    Immediately, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who regarded the spirit of Demonic Strike throughout his body, plunged into the shortest distance - in the midst of the mucus compound.

    Running through it as if it were a tank running through the battlefield, I reached the magician girl with a light emerald tablet.

    My real name is just in love with seeing such an incredible Valtrude.

    unscrupulous breakthroughs and their unlikely beauty and. I don''t even know which to be surprised by.

    "Stay with me."

    "What are you doing? Hi-ha, whoa."

    I couldn''t possibly have known such a movement in my mind, and held it up without question.

    My real name almost screamed in my imagination of a future that would stick into the mucus compound, as earlier.

    "What are you going to do with me where my tentacles are twisting!?"

    "No problem."

    The mucus compounds have already filled the blank areas in decreasing numbers, gradually but beginning to spread back and forth.

    I mean, we don''t have time.

    So Valtrude flew without force.

    Strike the heel of Boots of Flying, the military boot of flight, and the wings appear. Without visually confirming it, I hold each person and fly through the sky.

    It''s like a Nordic mythical war maiden (Valkyria).

    However, if I may add one thing, does it mean that Valtrude is stronger and more beautiful than Odin''s daughter?

    "You kept me waiting."

    "Thanks."

    "I flew through the sky, didn''t I?

    After dozens of seconds of empty journeys, the same high school uniform girl snaps.

    Seeing her like that, instead of the sorcerer (wizard), Yut gives a subtle look.

    As we called the Seven Light Barriers (Raywall), the overall level of the Earth''s (here) spells is low. Well, even if it''s expensive, I''m in trouble.

    At the point where he thinks so, Yut hasn''t noticed that he''s deviated a lot from common sense on the planet. Happiness or unhappiness, though I don''t know who that is for either.

    "Let''s unplug the prefix. Why didn''t the spell you used make a loud noise or the monster show up?

    "It''s a causal recoil (backlash), right? Huh? Why don''t you even know that? Did you use a spell without knowing?

    "Answer the question first."

    There were tones of blame and stories of concern, but they were all behind us.

    With the momentum just grabbed, Yut questions the ponytail girl.

    "That''s in the magic formation I projected from this tablet -"

    "Okay. I''ll clean that up. I want that magic formation to contain secondary damage."

    "Oh no. Even though one of the magic formations is full, there''s such a great spell..."

    "Stairs - level drops. You can''t do mucus chemicals to the city."

    "Okay, I got it."

    Says Yut, gleaming at the mucus''s chemicals. Neither could my real name argue with that.

    Yut, who sees it, puts a breath down and fixes his mind. He then cleaved four pages from the spell document and placed it on all sides of the mucus.

    "Burning Barrier (Firewall)

    The height, at the expense, makes sure to surround the whole thing instead. However, the fire maxed.

    With that in mind, carefully follow the procedure.

    Distance limits and modification of the actual position.

    Set wall thickness and height.

    The power of the flame is maximized.

    Various pieces of information come from the pages of the spell document and are checked, controlled, and set in the brain.

    If the previous spell activation is like running a well-maintained public highway, it''s now going down a winding mountain road, but as much.

    Carefully, surely.

    I am uncomfortable with the thinness of magic.

    But I wouldn''t say anything if I knew.

    Finally, optimized. Successfully tuned.

    So convinced, at the same time, the wall of flames nearly 10 meters across was completed.

    Just get close, no, a fiery fire you can''t even get close to. presence as if the flames had materialized.

    Slightly purple red lotus walls.

    "What an amazing spell......"

    "It''s no big deal. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

    "You don''t have to tell me, I know!

    Operate the tablet and tap the ready spelling app as if it were to reopen, turning the lens over the Burning Barrier.

    "Clown''s Realm Sphere of Crown"

    Only one, but a magic formation larger than the one earlier is painted just above the fireworks wall.

    But that''s all.

    Nothing more, nothing happens.

    "My spell reduces the recoil of cause and effect. Clean it up early."

    "Okay."

    With that magic formation, I guess it''s suppressing something like an explosion after it''s activated. With that hit, Yuut again concentrates his spirit on controlling the spell.

    Wall to box.

    And to the line.

    As you can imagine, the Fever Barrier changes its appearance, albeit slightly.

    If you had seen it from above, you would have noticed that a set of diagonals would have narrowed that distance and that the fireworks wall that was drawing the rectangle would have approached the straight line.

    Naturally, the mucus compound inside of it can''t be safe.

    The viscosity is burned, there is no escape, regeneration is not allowed, and the nucleus becomes ash.

    Different smells drifting and burning marks left on the ground.

    "Now it''s over..."

    When Yut sounded his fingers and lifted the spell, the trace of mucus oxide was the only thing left.

    If you realize it, the magic formations, plus the broken true circle like the black moon that should have been on top of it, are gone.

    "You put in a hard time, Yut"

    "No. I''m the one who saved you."

    Two people with a relieved look while guarding their surroundings without alarm.

    But Yut immediately squeezed his face and opened his mouth.

    "That''s right. I''ll tell you what first, Val."

    "What?

    "There are no such monsters or spells in this world. Don''t get me wrong."

    "I don''t know."

    If he doesn''t know why he bothered to stab the nail, Valtrude tilts his neck as he returns the Succubus Sword to his sheath.

    "Nothing, you don''t have to worry about what you taught me about Yut''s hometown has turned out to be false. So, you can''t possibly hate Yut."

    "Val......"

    "Besides, even this one didn''t seem to know that a theoretical spell existed. Maybe it''s just hidden, and some monsters are similar."

    "Ugh."

    Yut can''t say anything about the rarely fired allegations.

    "I''m glad what you said, but I''m not. It''s not... Science is the foundation of this world."

    "Kagaku? I mean, you mean magic, right?

    "Okay. I gave up!

    Damage control was done early to avoid mud.

    "It''s fine to be snuggled up, Sempai"

    There, Makoto Qinno - a first-degree magic instructor at the Hyun-Jew Conference, a younger, seemingly younger girl of Yut - interrupted and said with a grumpy face.

    It reminds me of Dieter Schukel, Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Rotosilt when I first met him, a clerk who is serious but not comfortable with accommodation.

    Of course, I didn''t forget her. Simply Valtrude had a higher priority. That''s all.

    I can''t say against the face......

    "How about we fool each other into thinking that we have a lot of stories we want to hear?

    Nevertheless, even as a yut, I had no objection to that suggestion.

 131 12. Hyun Chul Conference (Medium)

    An hour after his encounter with Makoto Qino, who called him a first-degree magician at the Jinche Conference (Danishment). Yut was stepping into the suite on the top floor.

    Indoors in chic, calm shades. The lighting light is also soft.

    Placed in the center of the room is a sofa on a carpet that looks fancy to see. At the wall is placed an LCD TV that is likely to be 60 inches, and the room itself is no less large than it is.

    Besides this living room, there should naturally be a bedroom, but you won''t be using it.

    I couldn''t possibly have had the opportunity to use it when I was in Japan, and by the time I could have stayed at a luxury inn in the Brewers, I had bought my home, so it was a remote place for my social identity and wealth.

    "Val and the hotel..."

    It''s a situation I never imagined. Well, when I think of Acorn''s face, I''m not willing to do anything because it was a crying laugh... or from the beginning, I''m not going to.

    I don''t think of Alcia because I''m going to recommend her rather than go ahead.

    "This is the room where the Hyun-chul Council is holding you back, so stay free"

    "It''s a tall building."

    Valtrude, reluctantly moved by the window, looks down on the ground from the top floor.

    View from dozens of meters above ground.

    The Brewers routinely traveled by spell flying through the sky, so it''s somewhat lower than altitude alone. But from the building, that would be different again if it were a night view, too.

    It itself sparkled an ethereal eye equal to a treasure ball, watching the night of the earth.

    "There doesn''t seem to be a trap for now, let''s start talking"

    "Right."

    Naturally, the most powerful cathedral knight in the other world (Paladin) can''t just be in an unfamiliar sight.

    Until I get here and after entering the room, I am fully examining the surrounding signs and hostility.

    "Oh no. We should do something to fool..."

    "I''m not the one who could have believed unconditionally the first person I met. They''re suspicious of each other."

    If I dare to speak outrageously, I sink myself into the couch without even saying no. Now Yut was dressed in a really rough outfit, and there was about as much in the wrong place.

    But grand tricks make you feel like you''re not in high school.

    His real name sat in front of him, and Valtrude leaned shadowy behind Yut without sitting on the couch so that he could cope with anything.

    "So it''s useless to introduce yourself first... I think I know something about this one."

    "No, all I know is about Sempai"

    "... first, I want to hear what you know"

    "Fine. Because it will save you waste."

    It''s efficient, and I agree with my real name.

    "We at Hyun-chul recognize Sempai as a dimensional mover (shifter)"

    "Dimensional mover...... right. Where does the dimension go? Are you trying to tell me that I''ve been going to another world for months? A little too shy for a lettel to stick to a runaway boy"

    "High school students these days were able to use such advanced spells, weren''t they? I didn''t know."

    Yut laughs bitterly, wondering if it''s useless now.

    Valtrude slapped him in the head when he was a little too mean.

    "I can''t help being mad at you. Let''s admit it there. I was lost in a different world than this Earth. Behind you, she''s a resident of the world."

    It''s Valtrude Istas.

    "Can I ask you something? Why did you admit I was a dimensional mover? How did you get to me?

    "This is close to receiving and selling in a story that has a different jurisdiction than mine..."

    After being so disciplined, his real name opened his mouth as he manipulated the tablet to produce the material.

    "Dimensional boundaries sway, and there are several more examples than in ancient times: the transfer from one side to the other. We at Hyun-chul are also organizations whose purpose is to collect and study the mysteries that originally come from such diverse worlds"

    "If possible, I''d like to deny it."

    "Sure, but do you mind if I continue?

    I shook my head vertically silently.

    "Missing persons with no motive or context are originally the subject of our investigation"

    "I was in the middle of something."

    "Yes. Further, Migi Zhuyin Sempai continued there. From our point of view, it''s perfectly natural to mark Heavenly Grass Sempai."

    "I see."

    The muscles are through.

    I was careful not to stand out when I got back here, but if it meant I was completely eyed, I had to stop exposing myself.

    I can''t help but twitch more than I know.

    Later, we need to pull some more information and find a landing spot for each other.

    To do so, Yut waited for the rest of it... but the silence just continued, as if it were an unwilling pageant.

    "... that''s all?

    "This has nothing to do with the Hyung-chul Conference, but I am one year under the Heavenly Grass Sempai. But I didn''t know his name or his existence until Sempai''s missing noise."

    "That''s the same here..."

    It''s better than being told you''ve been marked since you were in school, but I don''t care if you say it doesn''t matter.

    "Really? Is it the same school?

    "There''s about a thousand of us in the whole thing, right? I''m a little pretty, and I don''t even hear about other graders."

    "Right. Well, that''s the subtle thing about Yut being that personality, whether he helped or struggled..."

    "Don''t tell me something like Alcia..."

    I missed the point.

    We can''t go back. Not if we''re talking about school or anything.

    Restructuring his legs, Yut uttered words approaching the core.

    "What kind of world was I in, what kind of skills do you have?

    "I don''t know."

    "What?

    "Yes."

    Looking back, looking back at Valtrude.

    But what came back was a ruthlessly, side-by-side motion of denial. Apparently, he''s not even lying.

    (Assuming, only assuming, that there was an organization dealing with spells and stuff on Earth. If someone came back from something like a chunk of wonder, wouldn''t they come to negotiate after hearing all the information?

    That doesn''t mean I''m not getting the details of the organization itself, the Hyung-chul Conference, Yut, I guess.

    There''s no reason not to let her know about the first-degree demon conduit or anything that''s probably at the top of the list.

    I didn''t trust them completely, but I had no basis to doubt it.

    "I was surprised because I use too advanced spells flat. Neither do you, Valtrude, hide your surprise at your physical abilities beyond your imagination."

    Indeed, it must have been so shocking that I didn''t realize the expression was on.

    As a yut, what the other guy didn''t know anything about was more shocking.

    "What is causal recoil (backlash)?

    "Again, you didn''t know that either."

    Convinced of that. Mixing such emotions, she opens her mouth for explanation, however, saying no more.

    "Reaction to events out of world law (rules). The shaking back of the world. The Hyun-chul Conference understands that."

    I don''t know what that means.

    Valtrude standing behind him arms up and leans his neck.

    I do not fail to understand the abstract concept of the law of the world, I do not understand the reason that only the spell is the object of it.

    "Magic Fixtures (Magic Items) work properly, and the mucus are well present."

    "Whether or not existence is already established, isn''t it what?

    After only a few thoughts, Yut concluded so.

    "From what I just said, I guess there''s something about the planet that eliminates magic. It''s just not universal either, and I can''t be impotent. If you can erase an object, whether it''s inorganic or organic, now it''s against the normal laws of physics."

    "So the spell is different?

    "There''s a blueprint called a spell document, but it''s something that doesn''t exist there yet, and a lot of it''s like ignoring the laws of physics"

    But there''s magic in this world.

    "Yes. So I activate it. But there''s a recoil. I don''t know if it''s the same recoil every time. And, maybe, those magic formations overthrow that recoil... in the first place, are you even covering it up so as not to cause it? I think it''s a good idea."

    As if impressed, Yut said.

    But it''s the real name that impresses me.

    "Exactly. The content of the causal recoil is random and irregular...... But I didn''t even know the causal recoil, but I can''t believe I got to the right answer right away."

    "Nothing like being praised. It''s more troublesome than that."

    "Oh. You''re a monster. That''s a bad idea."

    Valtrude''s expression gives rise to worry.

    That''s beautiful again.

    Even Yut''s real name had been spotted more often than his ex.

    "Uh, it''s about that..."

    After about a minute, my real name opens my mouth to solve the misunderstanding.

    "Causal recoil, no creature from another realm can appear"

    "But now... Oh...... Well, by reason, will it..."

    That firework-like sound is the recoil of cause and effect and has nothing to do with the appearance of mucus chemicals.

    That being said, I wouldn''t be very convinced.

    "Yut, explain to me"

    "I know. I mean, there''s nothing we can do about it if something more unlikely happens with recoil. I''ve told you many times, there are no monsters in this world."

    When spell activation is against the rules, recoil occurs. So to speak, a shake back of common sense. And yet it makes no sense for a monster to come out.

    Yut interpreted that world law and dimensional boundaries were disrupted and that did not happen.

    "At the very least, the advent of otherworldly organisms due to causal recoil has not been confirmed. It''s just one example."

    "I see the logic. So, where does that come from?

    "I don''t know."

    Frankly, his real name admitted he lacked strength.

    "Including that matter, we at the Hyung-chul Conference would like to request help from Heavenly Grass Sempai. We have rewards, and if you wish, we can help you."

    I''ll do anything, so help me.

    To hear from juniors - who don''t know each other - was a really inappropriate word.

 132 13. Hyun Chul Conference (after)

    "What is the Dainishment Conference? First of all, can I ask you that?

    "Of course it is. Instead, you should have explained it first. Sorry, sir."

    My real name bowed its head and my ponytail shook.

    Making little girlfriend do that makes me feel like this one has become a bad guy.

    "Our Hyung-chul Conference is an organization that studies, investigates, classifies and manages supernatural phenomena. It originated in the days of the Abbas."

    "Abbas?"

    "Japan - Islam far west of this land... it''s a pagan country. Mostly, about a thousand years ago."

    Luckily I remembered the achievements of the history class that went to Vainamarinen. Yut secretly rejoices to see if his fianc¨¦e has shown him a good place.

    But those of its fianc¨¦es were surprised by the length of history that was different from "A Thousand Years¡­" and the Brewers.

    Well, Valtrude has seen it over and over again, such as where Yut looks good, so I have no problem with it.

    "It''s not a public institution, but it also has the length and special nature of its history, and it has influence"

    "Like being facial to the police?

    "It may not be strictly legal, but I won''t deny it"

    "That''s like a cartoon..."

    I don''t believe it.

    But at least, I''m sure I''m more familiar with the mystical events on Earth than Yut is with developing tablets, using spells, borrowing suites flat out.

    Such an occult, though I would have liked you to deny it if possible.

    "No, it''s not like you don''t believe me."

    "I understand. If you''re outside, that''s especially true. I''ve never read a comic book before, so I don''t know."

    "Huh?"

    "Is it that strange that you''ve never read comics?

    "No, outside."

    "Is that you?"

    When I was good at it, my real name nodded lightly.

    "The Hyun-chul Conference scouts, gathers and educates children with magical qualities all over the world. I''m one of them."

    "Quality?"

    "Yes, indeed, it may be reprehensible from a humanitarian point of view -"

    "No, it''s nothing"

    Unlike psychic powers, Yuto''s theory is that if it''s a science spell, it has nothing to do with qualities or anything else. But there''s a pretty big organization going on, so I guess there''s a basis.

    It is also possible that flexibility of thought and a high degree of comprehension are the criteria.

    (No way, you''re mixing science spells with psychic powers... no, right?

    Hi, not just a theoretical spell, but I wonder if the level of the Hyung-chul meeting is lower than Yut assumed. Of course, there will be differences due to the environment.

    While Yut swells his worries, the explanation from his real name continues.

    "The Hyun-chul Conference is basically a research institution, but there are also practical units to carry out the eradication and elimination of rare paranormal organisms and psychiatric disorders. That''s a magician like me."

    Tier 2 or lower Magic Instructors are only allowed to work as a team, but Tier 1 Magic Instructors are freed from their whimpers. That would mean you have all that strength.

    "With that?

    "... compared to Sempai, I guess I can''t help it if they say so"

    I don''t mean it, my real name snapped small.

    I know what it''s like to want to say that, but it''s Yut''s frank feeling that it''s hard to say it.

    "Yut, I think I can put my hands together."

    "The rationale is... because you don''t seem like a bad opponent?

    "As for the deal, yeah. But you can''t leave that monster alone."

    "Okay. Then let''s talk about me, too. It''s like a cartoon."

    And Yut speaks.

    "My lost world is called the Blue Covenant World (Brewers). Coincidentally, I traveled dimensionally, learning the spell of science there, fighting monsters, and looking for a way back to Earth."

    "Again, it''s the same sorcery"

    Half what I knew, but I''m still surprised when it''s spoken clearly.

    "So, it wasn''t easy to go home, but this time, I came back here by accident. Stay with her. And also because Val is super beautiful in that world. I wonder if the ratio of beautiful men and women is any different from this one."

    "I didn''t hear that. But thanks for letting me know."

    Should I gather any information? I''ve been thanked for discipline.

    As for territorial management and the fact that separate races like Larsia and Exile exist, I cannot forbid hindsight.

    "And she - Valtrude thinks she''s like a brave man... so you don''t play games? Well, he''s the strongest warrior. And my fianc¨¦e."

    "Exactly, one of your fianc¨¦es, right?

    "Really?... Huh?

    One tempo deviates and the expression of his true name, which rarely moves, changes suddenly. It''s just like a middle crack that turns into contempt.

    Eyes tend to shoot Yut out as if he sees even the bad ones with emotions that come from the cleanliness characteristic of adolescence.

    But there is no anger in Yut.

    (My parents and uncles at Zhuyin''s place, they understand too much. I guess it''s because you trust me.)

    In a way, I even took it for granted.

    Well, there''s nothing nasty about it, and there''s nothing to be ashamed of.

    "Is this what you can tell me from me? No change in your will?

    "There was some unexpected information, of course."

    "As far as I''m concerned, no, as far as we''re concerned, I want to cooperate. You can''t let a mucus like that rustle over here."

    In a way, it was a ship offer.

    But it can''t just be.

    "I just need a few favors"

    "As I already told you. Considerations, conveniences, whatever you can."

    "Don''t divulge information about me and this matter to anyone involved, including my parents. I don''t even want you to make contact."

    "That''s as much as I''d like to ask you to do here. Make sure to ask for permission to make contact, even if necessary."

    "Good. Next, I want you to tell me the spell" Sphere of Crown, "the clown''s realm.

    "I take it for granted"

    "Thank you. Then, it will expose your palm, but how much spell can the Magic Instructor of the Hyung-chul Conference use... Blah, I want to see how much fighting power you have."

    "That can''t be answered without checking above. As far as I''m concerned, I don''t mind understanding."

    "This condition isn''t absolute, but I''d like you to accept it if you can. I''m confused that the criteria are unclear."

    How powerful are the members of the Hyung-chul Conference who call the Seven Light Barriers (Raywall) of the Eighth Staircase (...) a great spell, etc.

    I wonder if it''s below the Running Sorcerer of the Brewers (Wizard) - Petra Chernov, for example - but then I also wanted to know why I could act as a first-degree magician.

    "Are we done?

    "I still have it. I thought you said you were smart with the police earlier."

    "What''s that?

    "Me and Zhuyin - I want you to take down Miki Zhuyin''s search application inside."

    "I know it''s possible..."

    The question as to why you do that is in the face of your real name.

    Yut, who saw it, explained lightly that it wasn''t a big reason.

    "I simply don''t like people and taxes being used to search for missing persons that I can''t find. I''m not free to use my phone either."

    "If it''s a cell phone, I''ll prepare it here...... Okay, I''ll work."

    "Nice to meet you"

    I also want to apologize to the police person who looked for me, but unfortunately I can''t do that. Selfish, I can''t do that.

    So Yut bowed his head in his heart.

    "Speaking of which, we haven''t talked about the reward yet."

    "Reward? Enough with all my requests so far... yes!

    Why didn''t you notice before, Yut puts his head on.

    I didn''t even realize the trick was being looked at with a strange gaze from the two of us, and presented the idea that came to mind.

    "Would you buy me out of gold coins from other worlds, or at the Hyun-chul conference?

    "Gold coins......? I would also like to ask you to sell it if possible."

    "Well, I''ll give you a few samples next time"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Not enough for a few?

    "It must be a takeover."

    In the meantime, I want you to be obsessed with that.

    Sleep in an infinitely stored bag, with other magic tools and the rest of the magic medicine (potion), and don''t want to serve dinosaur block meat, if possible.

    "One last thing. I want to narrow the negotiation to you. [M] I met and talked to him in person. I trust you. But I''m sorry, but I still can''t trust an organization called Hyun-chul Conference."

    "Let me take this back, too, for once. I can''t answer you in one place."

    "I don''t mind. But I''m hoping."

    "Okay. I''ll do it right."

    When I manipulated the tablet to summarize the content of the meeting, my real name was "Use this room as much as you like," and I left the suite behind.

    She laughs bitterly that it''s summer vacation, too, and Yut drops it off.

    Then, a few minutes.

    Valtrude, who has lifted the tension, puts up the Devine Subjugator, a wandering demon sword next to the couch, before sitting on the couch for the first time.

    Of course, next to Yut. There is little distance.

    "Sorry, Val. I''m not going to be able to go back that way for a while."

    "What, the Hellenonian God also says." I don''t need a reason to do justice, "he said. Rather, I am proud"

    Rarely. Really, rarely, but with her head on Yut''s shoulder, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia leans perfectly against her beloved. Only now was I in the mood to forget all the glitches and give myself up.

    Her shoulders like that, which are still rare, Yut held silently.

    "I''m marrying a good guy."

    "Bubba, don''t be silly."

    Looking at the loved ones who wolf like funny.

    In my arms, while I do feel its presence.

    Yut smiled, releasing the after-effect of Interstella Walker, the One Who Shoots the Stars - as if to rewind time and return to his original place.

 133 1. Two Issues (Previous)

    A week has passed since Makoto Qin, a first-degree magic instructor at the Hyun-Jitsu Conference (Danishment), came into contact with the world mover (Shifter) Amakusa Brave Man and Valtrude Istas.

    In the meantime, Yut worked to study spells, locked in a hotel, and went from a heliport on the roof to the site if a monster emerged, annihilating this with Valtrude.

    From the public''s point of view, it''s ripple, but their perception was, first and foremost, a stable life.

    But officials keep their mouths shut.

    This past week, he said, was the most important and turbulent period in the history of the Hyung-chul Conference.

    Having received various reports from his real name, the Japanese branch raised the report to the East Asian General Branch in Malaysia before scrutinizing its contents.

    From there, ripples spread to the ruling departments of the entire world, for the first time in about a quarter of a century, the Hyung-chul Conference - the supreme decision-making body, the same name as the organization. In other words, the highest peak of covert science on Earth - will be opened.

    It''s only been a day since my real name reported it. It was a speedy response for the White Tower, but unfortunately it was only a prelude to a controversial meeting.

    Firstly, a good argument was started as to whether Yut should not be called a returnee, not a world mover, from the edge. Precisely so, but there is a conflict between proponents and opponents that they may also have the means to travel.

    Ultimately, I saw the settlement by adding together.

    Next, they disputed over the purchase of gold coins from different worlds.

    Not buying it away or rejecting it. How much and how to distribute it caused an outrageous curse.

    Gold coins from different worlds.

    Is that really the same gold as Earth? The design, the weight, the formula. There''s as much I want to know and find out. Even as a collector, I definitely want to have it.

    And yet, I don''t know how many.

    All those present at the Jincheng meeting are, naturally, wise men in the corner.

    Therefore, I know that there are things that cannot be obtained with gold. And that if you get it for money, you shouldn''t spare it.

    A financially powerful North American control raises prices and tries to get more share.

    If there were a faction that was in tune and following it, then naturally the forces whose funds were not luxurious demanded an even allocation.

    It was temporarily valued only as crazy as a million dollars a piece of gold, but the elderly sage who was watching the change drank it and things go in the direction of convergence.

    Ultimately, he purchased as many gold coins as possible as the Hyun-chul meeting and distributed them evenly for each general division. It was also forbidden to accommodate the general department.

    This was a very important decision, not only in the sense that it prevented the collapse of the organisation, but also in the sense that Yut was alerted by being offered an unlikely sum and prevented a future that would take distance from the Hyun-chul meeting.

    Still, I had to be vigilant about the offer of one million yen, and I only gave 15 pieces.

    At the same time, it was about the pattern of Yut and Valtrude that became controversial.

    The proposal to imprison the two or abduct close relatives to force them to cooperate as a matter of raising the issue rather than seriously climbed to the top.

    But that is unanimously vetoed.

    Behind that decision, they had the pride of being scholarly and mysterious with wisdom rather than violence. He''s not a complete good man, but he''s not even vicious.

    Naturally, the range of views ranged from those who wanted to welcome Yut over the legendary mage as well in the future to the opinion that killing a chicken that lays golden eggs would not make sense.

    Another reason is the anomalous occurrence of monsters that can even be described as aggression from different worlds now occurring in Japan.

    It is unheard of before.

    Honestly, I hold my head to things that are too out of conventional common sense.

    There was no commonality between the appearance position and the time, and the actual work force was still running around.

    Traditionally, the frequency has been abnormal recently, although it has been on average once every six months. In the meantime, the strength of the monster is jumping, and we can''t deal with it without teaming up even first-degree magic instructors whose sole action is supposed to be basic.

    Sewing between them, Yut toured the training of the Magic Instructors.

    "Strength is a class of superior magic instructors, but it''s troublesome, so people like Level 3 are a mess, right?

    "You can''t be here. What are you thinking? It''s not sweet enough to tolerate such a lazy person."

    - And there was also a denial of hope because of his contemptuous eye-catching real name.

    In this way, there were things that made me want to hold my head, but Yut''s request was generally fulfilled, including working for the police and singling out the contact''s real name.

    As a Yut individual, I seemed most pleased to be able to give some consolidated cash to my parents.

    Yut and Valtrude did not wait a week from the transfer and built the foundations for action on Earth.

    Meanwhile, Count Istas territory, a month after those two were gone, had a major problem, but both were lifting.

    "Is it also the limit to hide the absence of Val and Yut?"

    "He said you can''t stand a door in people''s mouths, and you can''t help it, can you?

    Conference room in the castle fortress of Falve, without Yut and Valtrude.

    Five executives of the Earl of Istas family were in this room, always having breakfast, to put on a rare and difficult face.

    The two seats are left vacant, with Arsia, Larsia and Exile on one side. The arrangement that Acorn and Yona sit on the other side.

    "It''s my responsibility to show the gap."

    "Take responsibility and go kill him?

    "Well, don''t let the enemy die."

    Problem I''m currently lifting.

    The first was the appearance of a nobleman claiming ownership of the mine of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) in Mainz.

    Viscount Playmea, an aristocrat of the neighboring kingdom of the Chronica God, brought up a contract he called Dwarf''s chief a hundred years ago.

    The content is a kind of loan agreement whereby the mine is owned by the Viscounts of Playmea, but may be freely used until a special offer is made in accordance with the friendship with the Dwarves.

    I''d like to take it in accordance with that contract, but it was an offer to give up all my rights with 50,000 gold coins in particular.

    "It''s a little better compared to being unknown like Kan or Borderline Uncle?

    "There is no superiority or inferiority to filth"

    From a distant relationship with the Earl of Istas family before the rebirth, the Baldur Borderline Uncle family touched Yut''s scales with unscrupulous demands. Ever since he failed so miserably that he couldn''t even see in a duel, he''s been drawn to the territory by the shock of losing his family heirloom.

    Nevertheless, Arcia''s story is unusual and harsh.

    "You''re mad at me for aiming where you two aren''t"

    Exile points that out in a low sounding voice, showing her teeth and laughing.

    "Same with me."

    If Viscount Playmea had been in front of him, he would have turned it into a floor stain with an anchor-like spike flail. It was such a dangerous laugh.

    "Answering and paying within a week is another hassle."

    Acorns desperately change direction to avoid going in a physical direction.

    However, even if it can be changed now, I can''t be alarmed because it could be decided on a physical policy after a scattered discussion.

    "Right. If there''s nothing to do with the Nieves Chamber of Commerce, there''s as much to do..."

    Slightly meaty cheeks have fallen in the past month. Alcia sighs as she plays her hand there.

    Another problem.

    That is the issue of the acquisition of the Nieves Chamber of Commerce, which refrained from launching a fashion business, a joint venture with Acorn.

    The Niebes Chamber of Commerce, led by Regina, was in a left-front state until she became involved with Yut. They are in a takeover crisis, such as buying loans and other claims at that time, or craftsman pull-outs being plotted.

    Moreover, the opponent is the Dueira Chamber of Commerce. Even Folio-Farina is a major chamber of commerce that enters the fifth finger.

    Bold Iron and Nievez Chamber of Commerce.

    We were gathered to decide on measures to combat these two problems.

    "In Alusian" Miracle (Teulgi), "how about putting it back in a normal iron mine and then returning it?

    "You''re only going to harass me. Not bad, though."

    "It''s not bad..."

    It''s also a problem that they tend to derail from the acorns just because they are stubborn.

    "Okay. It''s so hard, I''m gonna fix it all with money for now?

    "That would be one option..."

    "When Jonah tells you, you think about educational issues."

    I mean, yut is bad.

    "But you''re right."

    Aside from doing/not doing it, you should know what you can/can''t do.

    Acorn unsleeps the laptop and checks the asset status of the Count Istas family from books made with spreadsheet software.

    And the conclusion I made with the list of claims provided by the Nieves Chamber of Commerce...

    "I can afford it, but I''ll give you a dime. If you get plucked, it feels a little nasty"

    "It''s good this time, but it doesn''t seem possible next time?

    "Right. The Count Istas are just eating up their assets."

    Tax revenues and so on. Second.

    Instead, there are some verses that I don''t really want to take away because I''m so reluctant to have a tax system or a tax collector in place.

    Listen to that, Jonah, and be sure of the correctness of your own deeds.

    "The Nieves Chamber of Commerce must be prevented from acquiring. The same goes for protecting Mr. Acorn''s cause, because he could be handing over the chairs of Hardenturm councillors to forces outside the country."

    "It''s just that it''s not much of a problem to protect the table."

    Lords protect certain chambers of commerce. It may not be a problem if you are a merchant, but there is also a past history of monopolizing the purchase of silver, which can be reprehensible.

    That''s why I couldn''t even call Regina on this occasion.

    "I mean, it''s also sneaky to defend. Hopefully, you should pull it from them."

    "I have something convenient to talk about."

    "If not, we''ll have to make it."

    Such an unscrupulous - and Acorn tried to speak up, but that was a minority doing on this occasion.

    "This will be Larsia''s turn."

    "Rather, help"

    "Kukukuku, I feel good."

    Three people, freed from the chain of ethics called Valtrude, smile that no one else can show. That was, for everyone - even Acorn, who was supposed to be on his side - the devil''s smile.

    "I thought I had to go to Folio-Farina about the Hundred Layers Labyrinth. Two birds with one stone?"

    "Any merchant should definitely have a dark spot behind him"

    Totally evil.

    It seems that the Dueira Chamber of Commerce will be crushed with things.

    "Mr. Alcia, is this a good idea?

    "Not good..."

    In the short term, you mean there are no other measures you can take?

    Anyway, if we can come back, it would be weird if we hadn''t both already returned. I mean, this might be the time to work.

    Yet troublesome, Alcia also accumulates considerable fatigue and hatred.

    "Let me take care of the details. You can decide on the policies of the Bold Iron One and then calculate the money you can spend."

    "Good luck"

    Apparently, the person in charge of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce will be Larsia and Yona. The phrase "Don''t mix danger" passes in the back of Acorn''s brain.

    We never talked about what exactly we were going to do, but I guess it''s better not to ask.

    He said, "How should the Lords not listen?"

    "It''s an emergency, Mr. Acorn"

    "Speaking of emergencies¡­"

    Said the distressed common sense man as if Exile had come up with a fuss.

    "If you''re Yut, it''s not weird how we''re supposed to move at a time like this, whether it''s written down or left behind."

    "If you ask me..."

    "I''ll find it"

    Knowing that Yut had left various notes, Jonah leaves the conference room lightly with her footwork.

    And he came back in just about fifteen minutes.

    "There was."

    Jonah gave it to Acorn because

    Acorn''s expression crumbles as he sees it, against Jonah, whose expression remains unchanged. Go halfway between smiling and crying faces.

    "Do you do this? You''re gonna do it? No problem?

    With regard to the mine of Bolt iron, there was a short note on what to do if a cross spear came in.

    Yes, but the content is a problem.

    "You''ll need to root... but you can"

    Alcia, who heard that, also comes up with a complex look...... I have to admit that it is effective.

    "It''s the side that makes the law, so it''s legal and obvious"

    I can''t say anything about Jonah''s past allegations.

    (After all, without Val...)

    At this moment, Yut''s two fianc¨¦es remaining in the Brewers became one heart.

 134 2. Two Problems (After)

    The meeting of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce, Herbacio Dueira, loved beautiful things.

    Instead of loving you, I didn''t doubt that everything beautiful should be in my own hands.

    A tall but meaty, thin middle-aged man stroked his rich hair at his age.

    The indented eyes are as tiny as fish, always pointing a sharp eye at the surrounding area. The only time that rapprochement breaks down is when he sees what he finds beautiful.

    Despite the meeting of the Great Chamber of Commerce, he is still single and has not one mistress, because there was no one worthy of it.

    Yes. I wasn''t there (...).

    Even now, I can remember it like it was yesterday.

    Meet that glowing woman, sighingly beautiful, wearing stunningly built armor.

    The encounter was a complete coincidence.

    She was pointing a smile at someone that would make the world so bright, but I don''t remember anything about her companion. She was the only one who was colored, including herself, and everything else was gray.

    I was traveling around the city of Folio-Farina to go to business, but I immediately canceled my appointment and returned to my home.

    And we''ll soon find out who she is.

    Valtrude Istas.

    The newest and most beautiful Countess of the Kingdom of Rotosilt. A hero who saved the world. The Virgin who gave a miracle from the Hellenonian God.

    Such an appreciation did not contribute in any way to her beauty, but only that her identity was easy to understand, thanks to Lilya, the goddess of beauty and art.

    From that day on, Herbacio Dueira is more willing than ever to engage in the business. Until now, I was not only making money to collect beautiful objects such as the business of the Chamber of Commerce, but I was going to sell them all and spend them on collectibles purchases if the time of death approached.

    But on the border of the fateful day when he meets Valtrude, he changes.

    In order to perpetuate that beauty, he embarked on an investigation of the Count of Istas territory in an attempt to get a little closer at the same time as exploring various ways of preserving (...).

    Although it was in unexpectedly powerful obstruction - the fruit of a defense organization led by Larsia - it reaches the existence of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce.

    And with extra money, he embarked on the Nievez Chamber of Commerce takeover that he was making out with the Count Istas family.

    I hope you get closer gradually from here and understand your thoughts. Otherwise, unfortunately, we''ll have to look at the fold and carry things forcefully.

    I don''t care how many years it takes. Because that beauty is not like decay in a few years.

    Apparently, this Nievez Chamber of Commerce was planning to sell a whole new outfit in the near future. And the secretary, when he knew it, praised his wise eye, but shut him up in silence.

    Such a thing has absolutely nothing to do with it.

    Speaking of intentions, did you aim for the absence of the opponent and the prestigious Archmage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa?

    Thus the acquisition of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce proceeded smoothly - in about a week, the secretary''s man came to make a report in a hurry for the first thing in the morning.

    "Acquisitions into the meeting, umbrella chambers of commerce and related assets have begun"

    "Right. Do as you''re told."

    "Ha."

    I expect this to happen.

    But for the opponent, this body and other unnecessary long objects. If this goal is achieved, we will be able to buy it back in a bundle of three sentences.

    Already, the acquisition plan has progressed to the next stage.

    Neither the Nieves Chamber of Commerce itself nor purchasing liabilities hold down counterparties. Without raw materials, it cannot be processed. If you can''t buy it, you can''t even sell it.

    All you have to do is wait for the sound to go up.

    - That was supposed to happen.

    "Why! Why aren''t they holding out?

    A secretary who is irrationally yelled at may be Larsia and Yona''s biggest victims.

    The assets of the Count Istas family have been investigated to some extent. Only a group of some of the best successful adventurers in the world (parties) far exceed the property of a nobleman, but they can''t put it to its limits.

    Are you saying that that decision was wrong?

    From a glance at the freshly grated secretary, Herbacio Dueira leaves the office in order to take command of the formation himself.

    So he didn''t notice another hand stretching out to himself.

    I just can''t even rush it. Yes.

    Anyway, if the opponent feels underfunded for the opposing takeover...

    "I''ve defeated wild bandits, wild goblins and wild dragons"

    - And because the assets are going to pile up, as if you were going to do it a little bit differently.

    It can''t be if you think in common sense.

    But the opponent seems to be a chunk of insanity and is also free from the shackles of law and goodness called Valtrude. I sold a fight to someone like that.

    And more importantly, Herbacio Dueira himself was most out of the ordinary track.

    "You think it''s Chernov?

    "Yes, Senator Pavel Chernov is asking for an urgent visit."

    "Hands off."

    "But..."

    "I had to. Let it through."

    Extremely unpleasant, Pavel Chernov, the head of the famous Folio-Farina family Chernov and one of the attacking legislators, passes into the reception room.

    A completely decorative room, the opposite of Herbacio Dueira''s dedication to beauty.

    Beauty is something you love all by yourself, not a tease.

    "Senator Chernov, please be brief."

    "I hope so too."

    A man of magnificence, dressed in a two-tone colour vest and shirt for a spill.

    If you were Petra''s father, you''d be the same age as Herbasio in front of you, but you don''t look like it. He was a young, energetic, senator worthy man.

    "Okay, let''s hear it. Why were multiple white boned human bodies found in your apartment?"

    "It was my wrong glasses. That''s all."

    "... what were you going to do with it?

    "I told you, you wouldn''t understand"

    Herbacio Doueira kept silent. I can''t explain why, I can''t feel the significance.

    It''s a simple story for him.

    It is on the inside of people that beauty exists, he said. Then, old and young, to various human beings, they gathered subraces and dismantled them.

    But there was not a single shard of beauty there. That''s just the story.

    So, different glasses.

    Awareness of sin, etc. No, I don''t even think about being sinful or anything like that.

    "It is clear that there is sin there. But you won''t admit it. No, you don''t even think that''s a sin."

    Too natural to find it worth responding to. How does Herbacio Doueira exit this hereditary senator? That''s all I was thinking about.

    "So let''s just say one word"

    Read the note given to you by your collaborators (...) towards a man mad at beauty.

    The reaction of Herbacio Dueira, who overheard it, was dramatic.

    "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

    A laugh that is difficult to write down in letters. His eyes are so wide open that he worries that his eyeballs may spill, his mouth is sloppily open, and he''s blowing bubbles.

    The quietly insane man went insane, plainly from anyone''s eyes.

    This is just what Pavel Chernov said.

    "Valtrude Istas has a fianc¨¦e and her smile can only be directed at him"

    But that seemed sufficient to upset the spiritual equilibrium of Herbacio Doueira. I can''t help it. The beauty you desire can never be directed at you. I can''t get it forever.

    Besides, I noticed.

    Until such circumstances, the attacker reflects on whether his anomaly was still lacking, although he intended to fully understand it in the report and in the collection.

    "No, it seems perfectly understandable that I would also be a ridiculous person (insein)..."

    When the role is over, he leaves behind the guard who was waiting outside the door, and the assailant leaves the building. As it was, he boarded the carriage where his collaborators waited.

    "Thank you for your cooperation. I think I can handle it internally."

    "No. This way, thank God. Thank God."

    "It''s hard, I just left it to you"

    The luxurious interior carriages - of course, they can''t possibly rival the Ash Carriage Phantom Carriage - were the two Larsia and Yona who were in charge of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce.

    "I thought if I had even a poisoned knife in my bedroom every night, I would have pulled my hand, but when I checked something out, it didn''t seem like that kind of balls. So if you sneak in, it''s not even evidence of wrongdoing, there''s a body, and it''s a disgusting delusion in Val."

    The meadow race (Magner), which was always the same even in front of the immortal monster (undead), sighs with fear.

    "Don''t Pull"

    In an expression taught by Yut, the Albino girl also expresses her discomfort.

    "Even for me, I''m going to lose my mind when I think that guy lived in the same city"

    If you make a mistake, your wife, who was cursed and sleeping unconsciously, may have been targeted. His thoughts are probably the best.

    "By the way, I have one favor to ask you."

    "What?"

    Pavel Chernov spoke of the continuation after letting the carriage leave.

    "Could you keep buying out the Dueira Chamber of Commerce? Of course, I''ll study the amount, and if I can, I''d like most of it to cool down before I buy it back."

    "I see. I want to decide that he died in the shock of the takeover."

    Larsia, who reads the muscles instantly, says in an unimaginable voice the weight of the content.

    "What do you want? Well, I still have the funds."

    "Good luck"

    "There, when Yut gets back, we have to report it."

    "That''s not what I''m going to do, okay. But I bought a big chamber of commerce in this city for a cheap price, so Yut praises me too"

    "Right. We''re not bad. Instead, I destroyed evil."

    "Mm-hmm. So, about the Chamber of Commerce, when Yut gets back, he throws round"

    That concludes that one problem was solved.

    Already, their gaze is toward the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    Because in the two of us, it was also an established matter that the other problem would be solved.

    As expected, the problem in Mainz received a light solution to the Folio-Farina group, which unexpectedly became a major incident.

    An accommodation in Mainz that welcomes guests from outside.

    Once, in this building, where Yut spoke for the first time of the concept of a carriage railway, a meeting was held between the Earl of Istas and the Viscount of Playmea.

    Attendees were Acorn and Arcia. Plus Dwarf''s Miranda chief who binds the city of Mainz.

    From the Viscount Playmea family, the Viscount himself and several of his squire were seated.

    The conversation room in the dormitory, which became the venue, is somewhat small when this number of people. But all the furniture and conditioning are polite delicacies that make the artisan feel at heart. As for the facilities inside the dwarf, it is a truly suitable space.

    There was a cow in that room.

    Of course it''s a metaphor and it''s actually mankind, but once you recognize it that way, it only makes you look like a cow.

    Rectangular head rather than squared. Strange away eyes. Naturally, there were no horns, but from both ends of the top of the head, the hair was raised like a horn.

    She''s normal in shape, but the first big waterball clothes I''ve seen in the Brewers can''t help but remind me of Holstein.

    "If you look at that contract, it''s from this mine. No! You''ll understand who owns this city, whether it''s a dog or a monkey!

    Plus, a disgusting smile at the magnificent narrative.

    That was Viscount Playmea.

    I want to make Prince Alsace drink the dirt from his nails - there''s no need to fry them - and it won''t be impossible for Acorn to think about it.

    "It does bear the name of the previous chief, but I''ve never heard anything like it."

    Confused, Dwarf''s chief confirms the contract. She was told of this - that is, Yut''s - plan. For that reason, it''s an act, but Viscount Playmea has nothing to doubt.

    "That would be so. It''s not something I can say about Dwarves renting iron mines!

    (Are you saying that reason and ointment can be applied to anything?

    The acorn that was pioneered in my country reminds me of a proverb that is rarely used. I had completely forgotten myself, but I just remembered because I came out with a Mandarin test.

    "Still, the authenticity of this document..."

    "Okay."

    "Ugh... what?

    "Let''s move on, as that''s the real deal. Because His Highness the Viscount can''t possibly imitate you like a fraud"

    "Ooh. That''s right. It is."

    I can even tell you don''t have an emotional ring, a muffled desire.

    Without putting the discomfort exposed to it on her face, Arcia proceeds with a pale conversation.

    "But we can''t give away light what we''ve been developing so far"

    This is the branch.

    "In the sense of restitution, we will buy up mining rights on other lands, so why don''t you mean transferring them?

    "I can''t accept that."

    Lightly, cow, no. Viscount Playmea went over it.

    At that landing point, there is no doubt that the money exists.

    "Is that so?"

    50,000 pieces of gold.

    If that''s all, there''s not much to pay off all your debts. No, something to repay or something!

    Women, things, power. Its sweet glow is within reach.

    "Hand over all the Bold Iron mines to you."

    "What!?"

    "Anything?"

    "Uh. No, what? That was the demand..."

    Try to deceive me into taking that away from you, and say even more now. Akane, who is keeping silence, speaks out his tongue in his heart.

    (Come on, our fianc¨¦e is mean, isn''t she?

    "Are you dissatisfied?

    "No, so as a compromise between the two, give me the gold coin-"

    "Don''t His Highness the Viscount have a legitimate right? And yet, compromise?

    "So that''s it."

    "If it''s a legitimate right, what''s the problem in exercising it? We will, of course."

    Terrible pleasure.

    With a smile like a cat carnivore catching up on his prey, Arcia refuses to leave.

    "After conceding the mine of Bold Iron, we will make sure to apply a tariff of 100 times the price when bringing the ore and processed products of Bold Iron outside our territory"

    "Extra-legal!?"

    "Since the setting of voluntary tariffs is a legitimate right of the Lords. The Chancellor has given us permission."

    I didn''t want to cut the exit route. It surrounds all directions and is about to be stroked.

    "Then, unfortunately, mine owners will be taxed about 50,000 gold coins a year as an asset tax"

    "Such a huge sum."

    "Can''t possibly pay? Then you just seize it."

    Chuckle.

    His face is nearly half hidden because of his crimson eyelids, but Alcia told him with a smile so full that he could still tell. Not fear, but a frightening smile.

    Tariffs and levies are Yut''s idea, but I wouldn''t have thought that would be so powerful.

    "Is there such a lame story here!

    But I was in debt and didn''t get through to Viscount Playmea, who had no later. It sounds like a chicken, not a cow, and rises from his seat to protest.

    Alcia didn''t even have any impression on Acorn.

    "There''s going to be heavenly punishment!

    "Is that about a soldier who lay low around Mainz?

    "Buh."

    It looks like a cow, but it doesn''t quite ring like a cow.

    As pitiful as such Viscount Playmea is, Arcia overlaps words in order to stab the fruit, and certainly the stomach.

    "All your thoughts are revealed by the divine"

    Viscount Playmea''s debts swelled after the prodigal trinity, and it had been found that he had asked a magician (wizard) to forge documents to try to work fraud, or that he just wanted money.

    Nevertheless, he offered a compromise to make it as convenient as possible. No one thought that would solve it, but the muscles went through.

    To the Lord, to the Kingdom of the Chronica God.

    No longer is Viscount Playmea''s full power to take life is held by Alcia, not his home country.

    He''s the only one who doesn''t realize that.

    "Excuse me."

    "I''ve been waiting"

    In that situation, the last card appeared.

    What came into the reception room was Sualum, who made him Exile''s sister-in-law and his wife.

    Follow the young rock giants (Jarloot), who drag their nets as if they had been fishing.

    Except the prey is human.

    "I have captured the bandits (...) who were around Mainz"

    It is rugged and rarely breaks because it is demonized and in a condition similar to that of a magical weapon.

    And the captured bandits are well equipped and in good health.

    "It''s like being a bandit like some knight or soldier."

    "Gu."

    White, Miranda Sheikh acting.

    But this was enough on this occasion.

    If the negotiations are concluded unwell, exercise your strength and then renegotiate.

    Such a prospect for Viscount Playmea was literally crushed by the Warriors of the Rock Titans.

    "On both sides, there are no dead"

    "Sure, it''s not a cut, it''s a knock."

    "Yes. Eg...... because the chief took command and fought only with stone throwing"

    Plus, they won the tie-in play completely.

    More than that, Acorn breaks his face that he seems to be getting along well with Exile.

    "Mr. Sualum, what about that egg?

    "It''s not enough, so he said he''d come hunting monsters instead of training"

    "Yes..."

    Chief Miranda had heard all about it, too, but all he had was a dry laugh. It''s also hard to tell if you''re happy or not incorporated into this Earl of Istas house.

    I''m just sure I won''t get bored.

    "Come on, sit down. Let''s talk about the future."

    Only one person, Alcia, didn''t change the grin on his mouth.

    Even an elegance worthy to be called the beloved daughter of the goddess of death and sorcery.

    As a matter of course, he pronounced the death penalty.

 135 3. The way you always do it

    "Hey, Yut. Aren''t you excited lately?

    "Really? He''s out there, though. Night or something."

    "Isn''t that going out, going out?

    In the suite living room, Yuut sitting on it with a cushion on the floor, not on the couch.

    Be modest not to disturb him like that.

    But Valtrude tells him to care, touching his hand on his back as if to claim to exist.

    In fact, Yut, who lived as he did in the hotel arranged by the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishment), continued to analyze and study spells there and had only occasionally returned to his home.

    That also means preparing for the sudden emergence of monsters, but great consideration is given to keeping parents and acorn families out of it.

    Reduced skinning with my dog is a dead end issue, but I had no choice but to give up with a tear of blood.

    "Nothing, I''m not pulling and playing games. Magic Items, the magic appliance we''re making, is also important for you."

    "That''s right... No, I don''t know..."

    I mean, Valtrude wants me to be more comfortable. But Yut doesn''t notice. More than that, I don''t even imagine that.

    Besides, Yut''s research was important.

    "So, what kind of magic equipment is important?

    Simply put, it''s an alarm.

    A disc-shaped security camera rolled over a seemingly high low table.

    What Yut is doing now was the task of demonizing such electronics. That''s not one or two, either.

    Unopened cameras are piled with mountains in the bedroom of the suite, and rare and expensive catalysts are also brought in, such as diamonds, eagle tailfeathers, powder made from ashed books of high priests and crushed holy marks such as the rosary.

    Nevertheless, even with the ingredients, it still did not go a long way.

    First, Yuut, who received the offer of the Clown''s Realm Sphere of Crown, began by borrowing the tablet as well to scrutinize the technique.

    In conclusion, it is a spell that cannot exist in the Brewers. No, it was technology.

    The World Law (Rules), which the Hyun Chul Conference calls causal.

    It is the effect of the spell "Clown''s Realm" that distorts and conceals that perception. They mislead "impossible" things into "possible."

    Something of the same kind as the magic team deployed when the real name from the tablet uses spells.

    "A spell to cover up the activation of a spell? What happens to the spell itself?

    "Amazingly, you have very little magic consumption. So the answer to that question is that recoil when using Clown''s Realm is negligible enough to ignore it."

    "... that''s very convenient."

    "Yeah. You''re closer to activation tricks and rituals than spells."

    It must have been developed under imminent necessity, and I was impressed with its convenience, but there were still problems.

    "I just can''t cover it until about the fourth staircase spell"

    "Mmm...... That''s a pain in the ass. I wish I could be more accommodating."

    It''s better than not being able to use it at all, but the repertoire is less than half way down. I wouldn''t even say I''m tied up with my hands and feet, but now I can''t help but head back to the Brewers.

    But Valtrude''s criticism is also harsh.

    Anyway, the fourth staircase is finally activated, whether it''s a superior superior superior magic instructor or a third staircase, or a superior instructor. Because it is a realm of mythology and legend, such as the activation of more spells.

    "In the future, I would like to expand the Clown''s Realm so that the causal recoil (backlash) can be suppressed to the higher stairs..."

    "So, after all, what are you making now?

    Make sure to glance through Yut''s back side and finger the surveillance camera.

    In the motion, the modest fuzz of the Virgin rubbed slightly on the back of the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    (Good thing you went shopping with your mother!

    I used a theoretical spell that deceived me with a phantom to get me to buy necessities with Haruko and Valtrude, but I can''t say what exactly was good.

    I''m just certain it was good for reason.

    "Like I said, it''s an alarm. I''m going to detect a metastatic subject."

    "Is that the spell? It was also in the warehouse of Wang Du''s house..."

    "Yes, Metastatic Alert." It''s just a lower version. "

    In the event of an intruder transferring within the scope of the effect, such as "Momentary Movement (Teleport)", a fourth staircase of theoretical spell that flies an alarm to the spirit of the operator.

    Only a few minutes, but the biggest characteristic is the prediction of metastases and advance warning.

    In the higher spells there are also those of the livestock specification of failing the Momentary Move itself or retransferring it to another location you have designated, but you just couldn''t demonize it.

    "This camera -- if you demonize Transition Alert and Clown''s Realm on the surveillance device and install it in various places, it''s going to build a better system than it is now, but I''m going to have to make it."

    Incorporating the Transfer Alert and the Clown''s Realm at the same time was critical but manageable. However, only Yut can use the Transfer Alert (although the Moment Move spell does not exist, no countermeasure can be created). Moreover, there are many problems with mass production when customization is also required for the destination of alerts.

    Still, traditionally, we observe distortions in time and space and dispatch a Magic Instructor nearby. Alternatively, he was on the move after receiving a report from the relevant authorities and behind him.

    The small number also narrows the coverage, but it can be described as a long-legged advance.

    For this reason, Yuto is praiseworthy of his hard work in the domestic handicraft, receiving a large quantity of materials and a magical catalyst from Hyun-chul Conference, but the accountant at Hyun-chul Conference blued his face to the amount and amount of materials used as hot water.

    If you can handle it with money, I won''t hesitate.

    Wherever I was, Yut was as yut as ever.

    "Thanks to Sempai, it''s a lot easier"

    "It''s not me, it''s the sway detector."

    "Thanks to the sempai that made it. I don''t know what your name is."

    "Isn''t that easy to understand? But maybe this is happening because of me and Val coming over here, can I thank you?

    One night.

    Yut was in the park with his real name.

    Even so, naturally, it is not the kind of situation in which romance is born. Following the warning of the ''sensors'' made by Yut, he travelled to the park near the hotel to eliminate the monsters that emerged from the breakdown of the dimension. That''s all.

    In addition, because of the use of the Mirrored Disguise Reflective Discovery, no one was able to recognize the two successfully.

    Valtroude is dealing with an immortal monster (undead) who has appeared elsewhere, and he''s headed this way with the aftertreatment team at the Hyung-chul Conference.

    "Causality is unknown. But even if the Sempai cause it, it''s the wrong way to blame it."

    "I''d appreciate that."

    He shrugs his neck and Yut looks around.

    Other than these two, there is no one to move. Who moves?

    "I was wondering if I could ask you this..."

    "It''s up to me to decide whether or not to answer."

    With a smile on his face that there was much uncut to describe as gentle, Yut urged ahead. If we look at this tragedy - a situation that will require post-processing - we know what we are trying to say.

    "I''m surprised you didn''t seem to have more hesitation in taking your life than I imagined,"

    "I guess so."

    The monsters that emerged tonight are subracial populations with typical evil phases such as goblins, hobgoblins, and orgasms. That''s what came up in the group of 100.

    I had to scratch my nose with Fireball and then surround myself with Firewall.

    "Exactly, there''s nothing I don''t think about."

    "I didn''t say that much"

    "Really? Well, what do you say? You can''t kill a bug flying around there, but if you try to suck blood, it feels like smashing it if you come this way?

    "I''m sorry. I don''t know. I was educated as a magic instructor from an early age, which naturally included acts of combat. That''s why I have no aversion to murder."

    "I do. There''s no way."

    Yuut denies the words of the junior of the short ponytail - though not very real - to the bottom.

    "Firstly, apart from murder and death as a result of combat behavior. You wouldn''t leave a spell on passers-by around there to kill them, would you?

    "Of course."

    Unwillingly, he slightly swells his cheeks, stretching out his back so little that he could tell to protest.

    With such contempt for her, Yut spoke out in remembrance.

    It''s easy to say, "If you don''t do it, you can do it - but it was also the easiest to understand. In my case, the moment I moved over there, the body was rolling in front of me. First impressions are important."

    Of course, there was a beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) there, but I''m not going to tell anyone how I felt.

    "I wonder if the first one I killed was the wolf I met in the woods. I was in training then, and my sister apprentice was with me, and I was desperate. And the fact that you put your hands directly down because it''s a spell was also faint. And then, like falling off a hill... well, you''re used to it."

    That''s what I say, wipe the sweat that''s not even out.

    Now Yut was wearing a white archmage''s robe for caution and a uniform to go with it. Again, this combination calms me the most.

    But now it''s still summer. Though at night, I can''t go outside dressed like that.

    Because of this, "Heat and Cold Resistance (Endure)" is used, but I didn''t think it would actually work. Because "Heat and Cold Resistance" works for the first time in an environment where health is compromised.

    Apparently, the Japanese summer is so murderous that the correction is advantageous. I almost laugh and realize that''s not the situation.

    "Again, I shouldn''t have asked lightly. I''m sorry."

    "I don''t care."

    "Because I recognize myself as a candid personality"

    "Then you''re telling me you don''t believe in triple marriage?

    "... you want to be told?

    "No way."

    I deny it, but my real name was half-eyed. Well, it''s better than being weird.

    Once again, the alarm from the ''sensors'' is delivered as soon as a positive conclusion is reached.

    "Sempai eh!?"

    "This is your first case."

    Yut puts up a spell document and his real name is Tablet to alert the sky.

    Keep it up, a few minutes.

    And in the air was also created an abyss that looked like a black moon.

    The alien monsters (creatures) that spill to flow from it.

    "This guy..."

    "What a mess..."

    There were mosquito monsters with needle-like mouths and as many as hounds.

    There was a group of dwarves, both orbits lit with dark flames and coltar-like flesh flowing over their bones from next to next.

    There was a monster like a furry monkey with both arms as thick as a marutai.

    Other monsters, based on known creatures and with the addition of unlikely characteristics, emerge from the breakdown of the true circle one after the other.

    "Doublergs, Humuem Male, Aponuris......"

    I found out in a way, the demon who lives in Nara.

    The group finally showed up on Earth, in Japan, in Yut''s hometown.

 136 4. Gather in a Hundred Layers Labyrinth

    A week late for Larsia and Jonah, Acorns finally arrived at Folio-Farina after various chores.

    Yes, and acorns.

    "Why are you even here..."

    Folio-Farina''s Hundred Layer Labyrinth.

    The center of a wall consisting of quadruples. In other words, in the heart of the city, there is an entrance.

    I wasn''t expecting a flashy building, but it was so insignificant that if I didn''t know it, I would likely misinterpret it as a door to an underground reservoir.

    They''re usually busy with adventurers, but now only parties nominated by Congress are allowed to infiltrate, so all I can see are the guards.

    Before the entrance, the acorns were gathered together.

    She wears a uniform called a skirt on the vest of the check, which means it''s easy to move. Exactly, because it was only inadvertent, he wore a coat of magic equipment (magic items) and a blade coat (blade coat) that automatically countered those who approached him with hostility. There is no design, but there is no luxury.

    And on the left hand pharmacopoeia is the engagement, guardian ring given by Yut.

    This is all I can ever let go of.

    "Because it''s your nomination. Of course, if I actually dive, I won''t let you touch one finger."

    I''ll take responsibility, but there''s nothing I can do, Arcia says.

    Go on, my people, they undertake safety one after the other.

    "It''s okay, it''s okay. Because I''ll get rid of all the traps and monsters properly."

    "Instead of protecting, before approaching..."

    "You like it, Jonah. I can''t beat you."

    Ordinary protected by special forces entering the mafia''s Azit.

    That''s me, and Acorn looks up at the sky.

    Hatefully, it was pale.

    "Thank you for waiting."

    There, a girl rushes over with Ash Blonde in a sidetail. No companions were taken, and Petra Chernov joined the acorns alone.

    The spear you carried was a magic tool given to you by Yut. It is an intermediate or better piece of magic that has no special powers but is easy to handle and enhanced penetration. With this one, 30,000 pieces of gold won''t go down.

    Petra was astonished, surprised, and unusual and rejoiced at the gift from her esteemed master. Trying to bring it to bed, enough to be scolded so tightly by my childhood friend and samurai Nella.

    You wouldn''t know that far, but the joy surprised Yut, too.

    I can''t say that it was a loot I got from your species in Lizardman, and I remembered that the spear was dead because no one would use it... I gave it to him with a light feeling, etc.

    Yuut for helping me save my mother''s life, changing myself and giving me all sorts of things.

    through his father, but was helpful in the matter of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce. I could repay you.

    But it''s still not enough. So even without Yut herself, she was the experienced one when she heard that her fellow master dives into the Hundred Layers Labyrinth and ran for a guide.

    Pure desire to give back.

    And even indirectly, if it passes on to Yut, he might be happy. Maybe you''ll praise me. Such a slight, cute lower heart.

    Her motivation, however, will be shattered by the next person to appear.

    "Don''t get together."

    "Because you''re late, my master."

    "As always, you have a lot to say"

    "Because it''s sexual."

    It was the two great magicians (Arch Mage) who showed up in such public discourse.

    "Dear Bubba Bubba Vainamarinen, until Dean Mel."

    The leading user of the theoretical spells of the Brewers. A being already spoken of as a historical figure. A wizard with no less social authority than the royal nobility.

    It was also clear from that gear that they would accompany them as well, not just drop them off.

    Still, I can''t help but ask.

    "Maybe you two are together...?

    "Maybe it''s unnecessary, Petra Chernov-kun"

    "Because it''s going to be interesting. You don''t have to miss it. I told the Elds I regretted treading on the estate."

    "My master, is that why you''re late..."

    I say it like that, Mel, but naturally, I''m not the great sage to change my attitude with it. Acorns know that, too, and if you eat poison, you''re in the mood to the plate.

    "Eldo is no way, King Eldrick..."

    "Famous people?

    "Even children know. When I was a kid, Val liked King Eldo."

    Path Finders stepped through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth and bathed in wealth and glory.

    But the name became permanent because of the subsequent walk is significant.

    Vainamarinen, the great sage who has the wisdom of God after his exploration (quest) in heaven.

    Li Knight Eldrick was a prince of the diaspora, and later returned to his homeland, he took the throne of the king with the rebirth of his homeland.

    And Laura with the cardinal position of Fermina, the Sun God, who followed him and continued to support him across public and private. Later, he is married to Eldrick and queen.

    Sigil, known as the Slashing Princess, who dances as an elf scout, and Ray Cruz, the Black Swordsman, are sad. The story of Ray Cruz falling into the Dark Swordsman that follows is the most popular tragedy in the Brewers.

    Additionally, while sometimes considered the youngest and out-of-member, Mel was also part of the Path Finders as a teenager.

    This reason is greater than the fact that he is commissioned by the Folio-Farina Congress to manage part of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth by the Dean of the Vainamarinen School of Magic.

    "Besides, there''s another one."

    "The other one?

    Alcia snaps anxiously.

    I had heard about this archmage''s mentor beforehand, but it was the first time that there were further participants.

    "Mm-hmm. As it is, it''s because it''s not balanced"

    "That''s true, but..."

    "If you ask me, it''s pretty much Egg''s one-top."

    "I don''t have to go too far."

    "If it''s a dungeon, it''s a longer range than a bad flying tool ~"

    "I can get out front too, but haha..."

    There, one carriage arrives.

    A two-headed carriage that looks like it could be anywhere, in plain shades.

    But the young man who wanted to get off it unleashed an overwhelming presence just looking around.

    It''s been a long time, guys.

    "Prince Alsace!?"

    Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    The beautiful white boy, who shook a treasure sword traitor and appeared alone fully armed, approached us with a smile of his favorite.

    No words, but some guards guarding the area.

    "I''ve been here a lot."

    "I got a chance to keep my name in the epic, thank you again"

    Vainamarinen says, the last one.

    Sure, a user as good as Prince Alsace would be a major force in the Hundred Layers Labyrinth offense......

    "Hey. Ever since that source vortex. Let''s work together."

    "Even parents use what they can use"

    "First,"

    "You''re not!

    Hitting the three of them in turn for unsolicited things - Exile was tough - so Acorn inexorably stuffed him to the prince.

    "I''ll check it out, but we''re going to the dungeon together..."

    "Hmm. I am now Alsace, just a diocesan knight (paladin). I want you to think I''m replacing Uncle Istas."

    "Instead. What about Master Eudit?

    "Of course. He sent me off fast."

    It can''t be normal, but if this couple - the ceremony hasn''t - then it''s not unlikely.

    Eudit said that there were aspects of blind faith or blind love of Alsace that were too high a level to share and follow in a regular person.

    "I guess His Majesty the King and His Excellency the Chancellor have also accepted..."

    "Naturally. Until you''re convinced, I can''t say for sure that we''re not God."

    There was a lot going on, but I pushed it off.

    I mean, I guess that''s what it is, but when you look back at us, you can''t say anything. Alcia looks up to heaven unseen.

    But I want even one force of war.

    Aside from social clutter, you''re a helper you don''t even wish for.

    "My master is the same."

    "Once we get Eldo out, Laura''s sermon begins."

    Still, he seems to be a great sage around contacting and bragging about his former buddies.

    "Okay, let''s go. I asked you to lead the way, Magner."

    "I''m an adult male! Well, I''ll take the lead!

    "So far, as usual"

    "Right."

    Larsia and the others prepare and line up in a light mouth but familiar manner.

    The motion doesn''t have a minute (yibu) gap.

    "Do you need me..."

    "It''s the same here."

    There would be a considerable difference in the fighting power between Acorn and Petra, but as far as the members gathered were concerned, they were equivalent in the sense that they were out of combat.

    The guards exhaled grandly, confirming that people who did not want to be involved, if possible, such as Vainamarinen and Dean Mel, and the noble boy who should not have spread the word that he was here.

    I had no choice, because I was released from the duet of tension and perplexity.

    Besides, I don''t even know that there are more troublesome visitors to come.

    "Well, I can''t exactly accompany you."

    The guards tried to close the door, and the shadow approached. The voice seems to resemble music in heaven, sweet as an invitation from hell.

    "Wait, no more today -"

    "I can''t do that. It''s a consultation."

    Being ahead of you is not a hurry and a preference.

    So she dares slow down. I dared to give up ahead to walk at my own pace.

    I''m not going to give in any more.

    "The concubine proceeds. What''s the problem?

    "There''s such a stupid story..."

    "If not, it will only happen at this moment."

    Burning red hair.

    White and thin fingers with Wang Xuan in his hand imagined the feeling touched by it without refusal, and his spine sifted and swept even though he had done nothing.

    A limb that pushes down, hives, and makes you want to bump. The compelling flesh in the dark dress, then, is hesitant to touch. I feel terrified.

    Pressured by slutty beauties, the guards can''t move.

    "There, stand. Forgive me for dropping you off."

    Nor could they utter words, and, as ordered, they dropped them off as they were.

    As it were, without realizing the future that would make it impossible to move from this occasion to eternity.

    "I know, Mother. You don''t have to bake so much care, it''s good"

    Empress Verga.

    A demigod symbolizing evil on earth.

    Unilaterally breaking the mating god with my mother, who has also conveyed the truth about this labyrinth to you in moderation, she also stepped into the abyss of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    The aim is - just one.

    Sweetheart, sweetheart, to meet him. That was just it.

 137 5. The third

    There is no point in being attacked by a large army. There is no way to prevent it if it is somewhat in the interest of the land, but even a group with fewer than ten attackers can be in a similar state.

    In short, it''s too straightforward a situation where something strong wins.

    "Two Iron Golems are approaching!

    Larsia, who was on sentry ahead of time, returns to the main unit with the words of warning. A childlike meadow race (Magner) and an iron golem that exceeds five meters.

    The sight of it tracking us not ten meters away is a pressing circumstance beside us, but when the person being pursued says, "With the Golem to die? There''s no steeple," he said with a bump. Then there was nothing nervous.

    "Right, I''ll deal with it"

    As he said, Prince Alsace, who was in the lead instead of Valtrude, sets up a treasure sword traitor and runs to the unity of Iron Golem.

    A passage wide enough for a steel magic guide doll to stand side by side. There is no obstacle to waving a two-handed sword.

    He switches with Larsia towards Prince Alsace, who stood at the forefront, and his gigantic arm is waved down.

    "To this extent."

    A stroke, arguably an iron mass itself, but when taken disappointingly in a traitor, he slightly loosened his strength and unbalanced the golem, entering his nostalgia in a flowing motion himself.

    Keep your wrist back and flash.

    The silver light shimmered and the iron arm was cut off.

    Against Prince Alsace like that, the surviving other Iron Golem heads for it.

    "Me!

    When Petra noticed it, she jumped out of the queue with a demon spear given to her by Yut. It''s not reckless. There is a chance.

    Approach Iron Golem with calm judgment and confidence in your chest.

    "Corrupt Swamp" Stinkin ''Grease ""

    Dean Mel is about to use the right spell at the right time to be called an example, and Golem''s lower body sinks into the sludge of Naruto.

    While I was thanking Petra for that support, I was just about to wave a sidetail and stick out a spear.

    "Dori."

    Exile, who didn''t miss that good opportunity, waves down his auspicious arm, plunders Petra and Spike Flail flies away.

    Collision between metal and metal.

    Wrong, but not the sound that sounds on the battlefield.

    But the reality that Iron Golem''s head is cracked open and heavily snagged extends into Petra''s sight.

    "Which, because your body is dull"

    Plus, what are you thinking, pulling out the Devil''s Sword that Vainamarinen was lowering to his waist and approaching Iron Golem unwrought.

    Too natural and natural, Petra can only just drop it off.

    "Look, stop it."

    A great sage jumped on the head of Iron Golem with a leap that he didn''t think was an old man, waving a long sword (long sword) lightly to match the part that Exile had snagged.

    When I''m done with it, I jump lightly.

    As if that were a signal, a crack entered the center of Iron Golem''s body, and later, it was torn in two by its own weight.

    "Sword, it wasn''t a decoration"

    "I have this stuff in fashion, white lady"

    "But Yut is a sword or a snare."

    "That''s because the kid''s undereducated."

    He laughs at the unscrupulous ratings and sheaths the Devil''s Sword.

    Yut also worked hard in Li Kutua, I think Larsia, who had heard from the people inside about the duel, didn''t say anything.

    If you''re going to splurge that matter, it''s not funny without Valtrude.

    Almost at the same time, Alsace, who crushed another whole golem, returns to the Alcias, who were waiting to be covered, if anything.

    "Still, the strength of the defense reminds me of Ray''s sword moves, which specialize in the rest of you."

    "Are you similar to that Ray Cruz and my sword moves"

    Prince Alsace, sworn by the Hellenonian Minute Divine Body (Avatar) to make him king and aspire to be a hero, shines his eyes compared to that of a hero. Seems like a child''s delight. If it had been for Eudit, he would have inadvertently immersed himself in his world.

    "Right. Well, Ray had his flesh and bones broken, and it seemed like an endless battle for his life."

    "That was bad for your heart. Master Sigil is always angry."

    Arcia laughs bitterly when she has trouble telling the legend like an old man''s tea drink. He''s just a pretty good one, like her.

    "Are we even here to shoot TAS videos?

    Acorns are confused.

    "My turn..."

    Petra was stunned.

    Iron Golem is a magic puppet produced over several months by more than a Warlock spell user.

    The details of the design are entrusted to the producer, but it is common to be human.

    Pretty powerful enemies who boast a steel flesh, a rigidity commensurate with their body, resistance to direct attack spells and the performance of their outfits as guardians (Guardians).

    But that''s a story at the general level.

    Exactly, in front of this member, the more pathetic the other person gets.

    "Uh, what floor was it in the basement now?

    "Sure, it must have been eighty-two layers..."

    The 100-story labyrinth, as its name suggests, is an underground labyrinth that stretches to the hundredth basement floor.

    Each layer varies in size and height, but is about two kilometers square on the widest fifty-seven hierarchy. The height extends to thirty meters in thirty-four layers called the Giant Corridor.

    It consists of thick stone walls and floors, with an irreplaceable underground labyrinth stretching up to the 100th level, although the structure will follow on each level.

    Who built it for what?

    Over the centuries, the Sages have repeated hundreds of family quarrels and have not come to a conclusion since Path Finders reached the bottom.

    All I know is that no matter how long you keep knocking down, the monster will be ¡°refilled¡±. At the same time, money, magic equipment (magic items), etc. must appear as possessions of the monster.

    Valuable treasures (artifacts) are then rested in certain hierarchies.

    It''s like inviting people to the back of the labyrinth.

    It was such a labyrinth, but the fact that Momentary Movement (Teleport) between Hierarchies is deterred makes it very difficult for monsters and traps to tread in a short time, although the structure remains the same when they are undone.

    Besides, no adventurer went underground without darkness after Pathfinders reached up to a hundred layers and found nothing there (...).

    "But it''s been three days since I got here. Once upon a time..."

    "Well, it would be something like this. My master, when we talk about our youth, young people hate us."

    That''s not what I found out.

    "Apart from the good and the bad, it''s about time you let me know the truth"

    While Exile takes the lead in cleaning up the remains of Iron Golem, he stands in front of Vainamarinen and Mel, the two great magicians (Arch Mage), that Arcia has run out of numbness.

    "Mr. Alcia, what''s the truth?

    "Mr. Akane, what could it have been before we dived into this 100-story labyrinth?

    "Sure, the monster is disappearing or strange, so they asked me to investigate it..."

    Does the anomaly also have something to do with Yut or Valtrude not returning? That''s how I decided to dive.

    "I mean, that these grandfathers are hiding something?

    "That''s rude."

    "It''s about time we talked."

    Crushing Petra''s defense from the front, Vainamarinen took suspicion from Arsia.

    "But wait a minute. Because one more person is coming."

    "My master, what is that..."

    Someone who doesn''t even know Dean Mel.

    War runs over the fact that Mel doesn''t even know about it than that fact that there is another person involved.

    But it was right and wrong in a way.

    "Have you caught up with me yet?"

    A red-haired beauty darker than flames, emerging from the darkness. Dress up as if you had materialized that darkness and expose your existence in an unsatisfactory way.

    "Verga...... eh"

    To Acorn''s squeezing voice, Larsia immediately bows and takes a fighting stance, and Exile rushes back here.

    After a moment of delay, Prince Alsace also pulls out the traitor and goes forward, Petra just doesn''t keep up with the changes in things and tries to grate.

    "If I do, my concubine will take my son-in-law first."

    "I don''t know what lies ahead, but I can''t give you Yut"

    Alcia slaps the rejection word clearly, and the woman''s tongue battle begins.

    "In the first place, isn''t it true that the Empress and her presence will follow us after our passage?"

    "It''s just that the strong took care of the weak. I''ll tell you what, it''s not going to be a big deal."

    After all, you know what you''re talking about.

    Without even wanting to fight like that, Vainamarinen asked the evil demigod. Eagle Deep Friends and accepting her presence.

    "Though Lord Vainamarinen intends to hang out with Verga -"

    "Depends on time and circumstances. Don''t get me wrong."

    "Not at all, I have a habit of not explaining..."

    Ignoring the fussy apprentices on their own, Verga only preaches the word to Vainamarinen.

    "My mother, who lives in heaven, gave me advice."

    "That''s Reiki Mother and Child Love. It''s been a rough time."

    "It will be each other"

    Vainamarinen and Verga.

    Two transcendents representing good and evil meet each other in a hundred layers of labyrinth.

    The drunk Prince Alsace is better than his ex, and the Alsians can''t move either. It was also because we didn''t know all the circumstances, and there was an addition that we had to protect Akane and Petra.

    "... I have no choice. A temporary truce."

    "That''s the Great Sage. Quite clever."

    Tension loosens at once.

    The two seem to have reached a compromise on the basis of information that only the two of them know - Weinamarinen is close to certain.

    Nonetheless, it''s not a hoarding thing except for those two.

    "My master, there is an impudent mother-in-law, Coeli Renato, on the hundredth floor. What does that have to do with that fact?

    "Not unrelated to one pillar of the Demons (Demon Road), but that''s not all."

    The ruler of Nara.

    Evil incarnation.

    Demon King.

    Among them, Koeli Renato, Mother of Impersonation, was considered to be a legend. A being equivalent to the Mother Earth God who gave birth to all life living on earth, emitted unexplained fanaticism and gave birth to demons after finishing his role.

    I''m in the 100th tier, where nothing was supposed to happen.

    Besides, they say there''s a problem beyond that.

    "Yes, it is."

    Verga smiles slutty and mouths the facts taught by her mother.

    Not out of kindness, of course.

    Because I wanted to see the surprised faces of the women who took Yut.

    "Is there an example obelisk? Hidden in the first layer."

    "Yes, I am."

    And not just the monsters that disappeared...

    "I suspect that Mother Koeli Renato is also trying to transfer to the home of that boy - Earth."

    In the same clear tone as usual, Vainamarinen.

    The great wise man, who had nothing to stand in line in the world, said so with suspicion.

 138 6. Maximum Variation

    Once again, a true circle breakdown has emerged in the world, and creatures of different worlds are about to erode the planet, the reality.

    A mosquito monster with a needle-like mouthpiece and as many as a hound.

    A group of dwarves, both orbits lit with dark flames and cole-tar-like meat flowing over their bones from next to next.

    A monster like a furry monkey with both arms as thick as a whole.

    "Real name, Makoto Qin! Hold on!"

    "... Ha, yes!

    His real name was frightened by the blasphemous spirit of the monster he saw for the first time. That is noticed in Yut''s scolding.

    "Anyway, we''ll have to do it ourselves. Cover me."

    "Okay. - The Clown''s Realm Sphere of Crown

    His real name quickly manipulated the tablet and a pale red magic formation was projected just above the demons.

    "Fireball"

    Then Yut ripped off three pages of the spell document and unfolded under The Clown''s Realm. I am also very accustomed to activation when my magic is weak. There''s nothing wrong with that.

    The pages of the spell document mingled together into one and became a huge chunk of red lotus in football.

    But it''s still there.

    "- Diffuse it!

    One beat later, the fireball bursts according to Yut''s life. The same as usual, burning flames that hunt for numerous lives, to a wider extent.

    "Shit. I knew you couldn''t do it"

    The Fireball itself, as you think. The mosquito demon Doublergs has been collectively incinerated and damaged by the other demons.

    But Yut''s complexion is not excellent.

    Because now Fireball is the biggest offensive spell I can use right now, and that turns out I can''t defeat any other demon.

    I resent causal recoil (backlash). For once, if you''re above the fifth staircase, you''re ready for an attack spell, but the treasure is rotten.

    Besides, it was also the dawn of a series of wars, and now one shot ran out of Fireball stock.

    You can''t leave the mosquito demon Doublergs, who lays eggs on other creatures and explodes, so there shouldn''t be any error in judgment... there was no denying the sense of blockage.

    "What do you want to do, Sempai?

    "I won''t let Val get away with it until he gets here. That''s all I got. It''s pathetic."

    Both of us, the only weapon in hand is a theoretical spell, and it doesn''t make a decision.

    Undemonized weapons - be they swords, firearms, or falling shocks - were significantly cut off in power for whatever reason, and this was not a decision hit either.

    "Clown''s Realm," "Spider''s Thread (Silk Web)"

    "Come on, Spider Thread."

    Yut first cuts one page of the spell document to deploy the magic formation, then his real name flicks the tablet, taps it to activate the same spell.

    The real name has worn some ranges, but the adhesive spider thread is covered from the demons'' heads, depriving them of their freedom of movement.

    Nevertheless, it''s a second staircase spell. It''s not that powerful.

    Even now, the gorilla demons Aponuris and others are trying to wield their arms in bullshit to pay off the spider''s nest, and the firedwarf demon Humuem Male is trying to ignite and burn down the orbital flames by transferring them to coltar-like flesh.

    "Keep your mind strong. If you''re not used to it, your heart will be frustrated first."

    "There was such a bucket in the world where Sempai was..."

    A subrace of mucus, undead monsters, and goblins with evil phases.

    In the sense of a threat, it should be no different. Yet the reason why the true name, trained since childhood, is only frightened by the devil, was the spirit that overshadowed the heart of what he sees with fear, unleashed by the mere presence of the devil.

    "I''m sorry. Take the trouble out of the world I was in."

    "That''s not what I meant. Rather -"

    "Fly."

    Without hearing the words of his true name''s apology until the end, Yut issued a warning.

    A message informing you of the danger of not getting sudden guidelines. Still, my real name makes the jump - but I can''t make it.

    Yut feels the shock of thrusting her with her shoulders like that, incomparable to that. Striking enough to feel even wearing this robe.

    (Reminds me of the football game)

    The relaxing sentiment was out of relief, not out of spare time.

    "Sempai!"

    A little girlfriend to stand on the battlefield, shakes her ponytail and screams.

    I can''t help it. Because Yut, who covers himself, is the underside of a monkey-like demon.

    I realized that that demon threw his side out of a hole in "Spider''s Thread" - later on. I panic when things go beyond my expectations.

    "It wasn''t you who got hit. Calm down."

    Later, it''s hard to breathe, and despite that, I keep the spell document. Even at a time like this, Yut was calm.

    In the sky, the stars blinked.

    No, it was certainly beautiful as a star, but something closer and more important.

    "It''s getting late!

    Valtrude, jumping from the sky - the helicopter of night flight - lands magnificently with his sword poked down.

    The demon, desperate in that blow, loses power and crushes Yut.

    "Whew."

    He was smiling, even as he crawled out of that unwanted body.

    Because she''s the one who loves and trusts the most in the world, believes she can''t possibly not come, and she''s right.

    "Yut, are you all right!?"

    "It''s okay. My fianc¨¦e left to die... is that a death flag?"

    I laugh bitterly at this as I say it myself.

    I''m used to Yut saying things I don''t quite understand, and I judge them as proof of good health.

    "Then I''m sorry, but let me get rid of that one first"

    "Oh...... Please."

    At the end of their gaze was a flock of demons trying to get out of the spider''s nest.

    "Are you sure you''re okay? And thank you for earlier."

    My real name says with a voice and expression that mixes worthlessness with worry. The content was out of order, but I laughed and nodded because of the seriousness.

    In the meantime, Valtrude turns to the demons, without looking cowardly or deviating.

    "Well, if you look, you''ll see."

    My true name''s heart aches slightly for its unconditional and believing attitude. To the identity of that emotion, she didn''t even realize it herself, but if you look at the battle gesture of a noble lady knight who stepped down to the battlefield, there''s nothing else to nod at.

    Valtroude has also lost the ability of the divine spell given to the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) by God, but his sword moves and the exorcism sword Divine Subjugator are alive and well.

    He slashes it in as if to conjure a deserted field, slaughtering it all under one sword.

    I also forget the driving sound of a wary helicopter from the sky, a killer formation like a work of art. Breathtaking beauty.

    The job of the Yuts is just to target and attack the demons trying to escape that blade of acquittal.

    If you are a bunch of inferior demons to that extent, extermination is easy. Let me actually prove it.

    Yes, if it''s a bunch of junior demons to that extent.

    "Isn''t it over yet..."

    "Damn, what''s going on?"

    The park where the demons'' bodies roll. At its center, Valtrude looks up to heaven with a worried face, solidified in magical silver (Mithral) armor. The same goes for Yut, who stands close together.

    Darkness was spreading in heaven.

    The light of the stars and the artificial light of the street lights are the darkness that covers everything.

    It''s the dawn of the dimension.

    An intrusion path from different worlds that keeps true circles and spreads even more enormously.

    "Ugh, wow..."

    I don''t see anything yet.

    Nothing has appeared.

    But his real name suddenly broke his knee and put his mouth on his hand to make him nauseous. Remove the emerald green tablet, which is also the symbol of the Magic Instructor, and fall into the asphalt.

    "We''re gonna show up."

    As if it had become a calling water, the breakdown of the true circle spread further.

    The circumference was filled with chisels. He''s about to be born off the force, as if through a cramped path.

    Huge.

    Over 20 meters. That was a chunk of meat. White skin by topical and pathological. I can''t even see the hair. The flesh. But I can''t even check the blood vessels.

    Because it''s wrapped in fat.

    Next, with the emergence of larger areas, I realize that the first thing that came out was the head. Now, I guess the shoulder area is about to come out, but I can''t tell because the saggy skin is in many steps.

    Its head, too, just because it would be from shape, I don''t know its face.

    Sounds like Toriyama Stone Swallow painted it.

    While his real name was attacked by further nausea, he couldn''t help but look away. Yet all I felt was as if I had been forced to draw on the knowledge I had learned in my classroom.

    Not anymore, not from the ground up.

    I don''t even feel like fighting it.

    "Yut, do you know what that is?

    "I have no certainty..."

    "I don''t mind guessing."

    "Koeli Renato, a pillar of the Demons (Demon Road), with the name of Mother Ignorant. consistent with its characteristics."

    "Sure, it doesn''t look like a face."

    The shoulder falls out of the broken true circle and then emerges.

    Finally, Mother Innocence was born into another world.

    The breakdown of the true circle gradually shrinks and the connection with the Brewers tries to be broken.

    "Lwwwwwwwwwwww"

    Are you happy or sorry for that?

    Koeli Renato, a senseless mother-in-law who should have no mouth, raises her voice so that her spine can freeze and her soul can disappear.

    Bump your limbs, which are almost integral with your body, and dance like a fetus.

    "Oh, oh..."

    It breaks. Something important breaks.

    I saw an ugly chunk of meat and my real name was weeping unknowingly. The sight of uncontrolled helicopters falling and flaming also looks far away.

    "Well, we''ll have to do it."

    "No, as inherited, that''s not good."

    Exactly, I can''t afford to take care of her. Behind Yut''s brain, a passage of superstition and laughed-off inheritance once came to mind.

    In the first place, the very existence of Koeli Lenato, Mother of Impersonation, was suspected.

    "What do you mean?

    "Well, I don''t know if it''s true..."

    However, it is no longer possible to continue explaining to further anomalies.

    cobblestone laid and maintained park aisles. Well-maintained lawn. Equipment such as street lights, benches and fountains. And the emerald green tablet that kept rolling.

    It all disappeared and turned into a wilderness.

    In the wilderness like Nara.

    The world is rewritten.

    The law of the world succumbed because the impudent mother-in-law, Coeli Renato, was too insane, too mighty, too evil.

    This isn''t Earth anymore.

    And the devils dwelt, and became part of the fallen.

 139 7. Reunion in your hometown

    "This guy is no good..."

    It won''t be a problem to start with, but there''s not enough vocabulary to make an accurate representation in this situation.

    If you realize it, your surroundings were turned into hell.

    The ground is as hard and cold as lead, as if renouncing its role in growing organisms. Trees that also grow on such a earth grow leaves of iron-like trees, blackflames erupting from the void.

    The fracture of the true circle shrinks slightly, the sky cracks like glass, and neither the sun nor the moon nor the stars are allowed to exist in heaven. The air continued, the wind mixed with rotten odors, and a groan of resentment could be heard from wherever it came from.

    Now you can see the lights of hotels and buildings based far away. Apparently, the space is screwed.

    "That should be it, Yut. What''s the reason you shouldn''t kill that thing?

    From what intentions - apart from whether people are understandable intentions - meat chunks like Oyama stand still.

    Valtrude hits his doubts on the man he loves and trusts most, keeping such a senseless mother-in-law, Koeli Renato, in his sight without alarm.

    Stand still, Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who will want to squabble even as soon as she feels the waves of evil. Yut felt such an irresistible love for her, but does not show it to her face.

    "There is a theory that Koeli Renato, Mother of Nothingness, is the mother of all in the Brewers. People, elves, dwarves, animals, fish, everything."

    "... I kind of remembered. Then, for some reason, he created a demon, and it was sealed by the gods of good."

    Sealed, not obliterated.

    That is because of the feat of filling the earth with life¡­ but there is another theory that is whispered only in part by the cormorant.

    "Oh. Why did you stay in the seal, because if you make Mother Innocence a deceased, all life dies - it''s also said"

    The roots disappear, but with the late curse, people, elves, dwarves, animals, fish, demons all die. Alternatively, there was a heretical inheritance that no new children would ever be born.

    And Koelirenato, the impudent mother-in-law, went mad because if they didn''t exist forever, my beloved children would be extinct, and if they existed forever, they would see the death of my beloved children extended.

    "Well, I think this is a little too sentimental,"

    "I see... Aside from authenticity, can''t we just leave it here?

    "Oh. So I want you to do something for me to go home..."

    I fool no one to say that I did, why would such a nasty opponent show up?

    I also have experience confronting the spider sub-god Ig Nus-Zad and the evil demigod Verga and I can stay as usual, but I''m not just sorry that a regular person was put to that blasphemous presence.

    Looking back at her true name as she collapsed behind her worried back, Yut pulls her mind together.

    "Well, that giant. Even if you scrape a little, the problem is pretty good."

    Take a step toward a giant whose proximity is about to go crazy.

    At the same time, he enlisted the power of God by placing the God-fearing sword Divine Subjugator in heaven.

    "Lightning March"

    At the same time that Valtrude gathers the spirit of holiness, he runs the earth with the speed of thunder. The sound of cutting that wind blessed the assault that grinds evil like strange music.

    As it is, he waves down the God-fearing sword as if it were a collision to Koeli Renato, who continues to possess him.

    There was a thunderstorm in Nara, and a hunk of meat rocked like a mountain. I broke through the thick skin, scattered a layer of fat that seemed as tall as she was, and I don''t know which area it was, but I definitely shredded its presence.

    "Spells, can you use them!

    "Are you surprised¡­"

    Somewhat accustomed to his true name, he says, as he flutters closer. Valtrude''s insanity had been shown earlier, but this time it was extremely.

    It''s not a very personal destructive thing to do.

    "Are you okay?"

    "I managed...... But with that tablet, no more. No, even if it is..."

    "Well, yeah."

    "Don''t worry, you should watch there. Since the world came to this state, the connection to the Hellenonian God has returned, though still far away."

    Keep your gaze on the other person. Valtrude says, caring even in that state.

    If this is the place to be equal to Naruto, it may well be too. But this world seems closer to the Brewers than Earth. Ironically, Yut distorts his lips.

    "Well, can I go too? - Magic Sensing

    Looking at her back speaking in confrontation with her impudent mother-in-law, Yut confirms the magic around her. No, before that, it wasn''t a problem with the activation itself.

    Magic is also dark black in sight using Magic Sense. Aside from its nature, the quantity is adequate. And on this occasion, there would be no causal recoil (backlash) either.

    Then you don''t have to weigh yourself!

    "Three Spirit Spears (Hexa Gramaton)"

    Ripped nine pages from the spell document and arranged in front of him, he appears to be six weapons with a slight light.

    Yellow, blue, red, purple, white, black. It is a luxurious long spear coloured with the iconic colour of the hexagon.

    They set targets, and they soak up the light and fly away.

    "Ninth Staircase!? Wasn''t that a fairy tale!?"

    "Yeah. Not a problem at all."

    "Where¡­"

    There''s nothing left for Yut to do.

    To the blood-sucking Marquis Zieguart Crewing. As such, the spears of the earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness - the source will automatically wear and destroy the flesh of the imperceptible mother-in-law, Coeli Renato.

    With such a sight in the back, Yut speaks to his true name.

    "Maybe even the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) only grasped the eighth staircase or so?

    "No more theoretical spells can be developed."

    "... is that so"

    I don''t know about the past, but we can only contain the causal recoil up to the fourth staircase. That doesn''t mean you can''t use it, but you can''t help but disappear beyond legends and myths.

    (Keep your mouth shut about the subdivine spell)

    Secretly consolidate such determination as well.

    "But this is not good enough."

    "Oh. I feel like I''m scraping mountains with shovels"

    Neither the slaughter of the Cathedral Knight nor the spell of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) will be decisive. So much so that Coeli Renato''s endurance was long gone.

    But I''m lucky I don''t seem to have to worry about dying.

    That''s all I could afford, that''s all.

    "L''Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

    The cry of my mother-in-law is a wooden spirit in the other world.

    Is it due to hurt pain, or did you learn of the fate of your children, but it was the end of the day?

    I''m going to be born.

    Numerous lives are born, as if flowing down the white, thick epidermis of Coeli Renato.

    There was a giant. Some mucus (mucus) were huge enough to be comparable. The beasts, one turn bigger than the normal ones, produce a voice and are not even willing to count - just as countless goblins cry out.

    Immortal monsters (undead) and mud, bronze, and steel demon puppets (golems) who silently begin their march. In addition, a hippogriff with the upper body of a raptor and the lower body of a horse, a warcraft basilisk with petrification evil with eight legs, and a griffon combined with a golden eagle and a lion.

    And a dragon.

    Every monster showed up. The Three Versus Spirit Spears also swirl over the sky in confusion as to which one should be headed.

    "What a mess"

    "There''s nothing I can''t kill..."

    The ¡°productivity¡± of Mother Ignorant doesn''t seem to stop now. Next time, let''s just say it''s okay. So, what''s next?

    be pushed off.

    When I saw such a future, the weather was overhead. But I could hear a nostalgic voice that I remember hearing.

    "Ugh. It''s amazing."

    "It''s obvious that this will happen in time."

    "Kill whatever you want."

    "Here on Earth? Huh? Really?

    Is it a mistake to see or hear?

    Yes, I looked into my eyes and then doubted my head.

    But Acorn is Arcia, and Jonah is. Larsia, the sight of Exile about to descend from the collapse of a gradually shrinking true circle is neither delusional nor illusory.

    "Brave man!"

    I was convinced of that because a jumping acorn jumped into my chest and felt its weight present its temperature.

    "Zhuyin, why, how..."

    "You''ve made up your mind."

    Push his head against Yut''s chest and indulge in his presence, and then Akane, just one step away.

    "We''re both here to pick you up because you''re late to come home."

    Then he posed to poke his finger and mouthed the dialogue he had decided to say beforehand.

    Normally, it''s just embarrassing to watch this one, but Yut also has trouble reacting because it looks oddly good on him. So I was thinking about what it doesn''t matter if you get cute, etc.

    "Totally. So... You mean you''re dressed like that, you''ve come through dangerous places, haven''t you?

    "Aww. I forgot it wasn''t cute."

    It was the robe I was wearing in self-defense, but again, she was NG as a high school girl. As acorns have hidden their bodies with their hands and pointed their humid gaze, they turn a reflective blind eye.

    Ahead, there was another set of childhood friends.

    "Val, it was an unfamiliar environment, didn''t it make a difference?

    "Oh. I''m fine. Yut was with me."

    "You haven''t had a bulimia or anything, have you?

    "Yes, of course."

    "... I''ll check with Yuto later, right?

    "I didn''t... as far as I''m concerned"

    Neither of us was bad.

    But I still wish my people were with me, somehow Nostalgia would attack me.

    Arcia walked up to Yut like that and wandered his face in the hands of those who were not wearing rings to make sure he existed.

    "Yut, too. I was worried..."

    "I''m sorry. But I believed you"

    "Speaking of which, I was hoping it would work."

    Like a shin, but happily Arcia said.

    The expression is half hidden with a crimson eyelid, but Yut can tell that.

    There was a bond between the two that even Valtrude could not break into: trust.

    To make such time, the fellows go first to eliminate the intruders.

    Speaking of the remaining companions, Exile waved lightly into the group of monsters. That rock giant (Jarloot) must destroy the hosts without suffering.

    I don''t even see Larsia, but the fact that the dragons are falling more and more should mean she''s hiding somewhere and attacking.

    "Later, I''ll ask you a lot"

    Jonah also left such a warning to launch an attack on the group of monsters. Afterwards I''m afraid.

    "So, why did you send Dean Mel to Prince Alsace to Petra?

    I wasn''t ignoring it, I wasn''t unaware.

    It''s just a matter of priority, or a sense of wanting to do it without touching it, worked, that''s all.

    "Whatever you do, you can''t be the only ones who achieve greatness."

    "I guess I''m like an escort"

    "Master, I missed you! And I deplored the kindness of my master..."

    Ask him what happened unexpectedly so that he could nod with the side tail.

    But loud voices, as if to block it, echoed into a world of naught.

    "Kid! Am I ignoring you!

    "No, do you think it''s stranger to not have a grandfather"

    After all, I just didn''t want to touch it.

    Yes, just like the other person.

    Long time no see, my son-in-law.

    "I guess not..."

    "I see. On the mattress, I thought about the concubine every night. I''m gonna run out of women''s profits."

    "Peace be upon you, noble."

    Whatever you say is useless.

    And whatever she says, it''s also convincing like it''s a fact.

    The colourful incense and charm (charisma), which cannot be expressed in the praise of beauty, also had to be acknowledged by Yut.

    "Verga!"

    I know that''s not why, but Valtrude is so close to scratching. It''s like a loyal dog trying to protect its owner.

    "Son-in-law"?

    My junior''s cold gaze hurts.

    "One, two, three, four.... four?

    - It hurts, but not now.

    If Jonah was there, she must have appealed to the fourth, but not the other way around. There isn''t.

    "Guys, how... is that behind you"

    "I don''t know. Boy, don''t you know Koeli Renato, mother-in-law?

    "Oh. But..."

    "That''s the truth. Believe it or not, you''re free, but you''re gonna do it."

    "Okay, I get it."

    In the end, it doesn''t change what you do.

    Well, my people are here.

    There was nowhere else to lose.

 140 8. Total attack

    Yut and Valtrude would later be informed, but the history of Vainamarinen and Verga and others until they appeared on Earth was truly chaotic.

    Alert Verga in the original sense, Prince Alsace. Acorn and Arcia watching one foot at a time without alarm in another sense. Yona is likely to launch an attack even now.

    And any, unintentional Verga.

    As for her, she has no awareness that she is accompanying her in the first place. I just happen to say that the destination was with me.

    At least, consciousness - attention is paid only to the Great Sage.

    That Vainamarinen pretends not to notice the silent pressure from Prince Alsace that if we all surround ourselves, we can consider Verga - although it''s possible that we really don''t - to hurry ahead.

    Mel was smiling and still looking at such a teacher. Maybe he remembered when he was younger.

    Only at some point did Prince Alsace have to acknowledge the situation of the Sailboat.

    Of course, I didn''t admit it as a companion, but every time I went down the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, the number of monsters kept growing, it just disappeared.

    Exile and Larsia will do their job silently, saying that moving forward is the top priority - join Yut and throw round as soon as possible.

    And Petra Chernov was accompanied by a state of obscurity all along.

    She was intolerant with Yut''s special training, she couldn''t even lose her sanity altogether, she just left herself to the stream and waited for the storm to pass, and in her heart she asked her master (Yut) for help.

    This is how we got to the hundredth layer.

    Already, the door to one hundred layers was open that there was no appearance of Koelirenato, Mother without appearance, and that there was a third obelisk.

    This hundred-layer labyrinth would have been a cage to seal Mother Ignorance and keep the monsters she produces out on the ground, but why was there an obelisk hidden in its deepest depths?

    "I thought it might be a magic accumulator to maintain the labyrinth, but I think it might have been my intention to engage you when the spiral of hopelessness crawled out."

    That is how the Great Sage answers the question from Mel, his disciple.

    The collision between the power to annihilate all of the spiral of despair and the Coeli Renato that gives birth to an infinite number of creatures. Even if Mother Ignorance perishes and all life dies, is it better than the world perishes?

    Exactly, only God who made this stage device knows.

    Either way, you must not have expected that space-time would be disrupted and Mother Innocence would move to another world.

    Or maybe he knew that the Son of Man would solve it, but the intentions of the gods are no longer irrelevant.

    Who reached the hundreds without a shortage, they crossed dimensional breakthroughs in Interstellar Walker, which Weinamarinen used based on Acorn''s memories, and came to Earth.

    When I got there, it was Naruto.

    The full-scale battle in the land began with a bombardment by psychic powers.

    "Elemental Burst"

    The atmosphere gathers in front of the white girl and converges into a spherical shape that holds as much as one.

    Ahead, pointed with white fingers by thin and pathological, it flew and burst at exactly the speed of sound, blowing countless monsters with soundwave shells and killing them.

    "Celerity"

    In addition, Jonah''s own time was speeded up and almost simultaneously she ejected another shot of Elemental Burst. As I wish, I will ravage the sons of my senseless mother.

    Intense blood and death odors, mixed with the air of Naruto.

    With an instant drain of mental power, the Albino girl springs ball-like sweat on that white skin, but doesn''t seem to fall down enough.

    The Candidate for the Spiral of Despair, created by the Book of Nothingness. She was already freed from that fate by the Yuts, but her power just increases somewhat instead of changing.

    Verga, too, praises it rarely for her.

    "Ho, wouldn''t you do it? You added and subtracted it in the Hundred Layers Labyrinth. Well, we can''t go beyond that, even if we can only be top notch for simple destruction."

    "It''s annoying...... You''re getting older."

    "There''s a little girl chirping."

    Verga doesn''t go through with it at all. Rather, rub it to show off its rich breasts without meaning and blush Yut.

    "Goddamn it, I''ll kill you......"

    "Even if it were possible, someone''s body would never grow."

    "I''m not close."

    But on second thought, it would be more difficult for these two to be bonded together.

    "Mr. Acorn, come here."

    "True name, Petra. Both of you, go near Zhuyin."

    Yut, who guessed what Arcia was going to do, gives the two of them instructions. Petra unconditionally followed, surprised by her real name, rocking the sidetail and ponytail.

    "What do you do?

    "We''ll make sure you''re safe."

    Remove a grasp of powder from the porch - a mixture of holy marks and shards of weapons used by the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) in silver powder - and circle around the three.

    "God''s Castle Base, Divine Hold."

    A white, clean light painted the hemisphere, isolating the three girls from the fallen.

    "In this case, there will be no half-breed attacks. But it can''t affect you from the inside out."

    "Oh. Like a junction?

    "This magic..."

    Akane, who is used to it and accepts it flexibly already, and a true name who can''t hide his surprise in a spell that can''t even understand one end in the light of his own knowledge. Petra seems to be quiet that she won''t be bothered, although she seems to regret the de facto out-of-power notice.

    "All of them, the eagles"

    "Add or subtract, my master."

    "Don''t be silly. When you''re born, you always do your best."

    Heartwarming, the conversation of my mentor.

    First, Vainamarinen rips nine pages from the spell to the center of the group of monsters.

    "The Immediate Death Cloud."

    Once said to have been developed by Elf''s Great Mage (Arch Mage) Gaspar, a science spell that creates poison fog. Poisoned by poison gas, no goblins, no giants, no griffons. Everything that lives dies.

    As you can see, the biggest feature is sprinkling lethal gases - not.

    "You''ve had enough over there. Next time, we''ll clear the right side."

    As declared, the Cloud of Immediate Death moves.

    It could be described as Merchant if the clouds that descend on the ground move puffy. As a result, if you close your eyes to the fact that you are mass producing bulk and death.

    "Grandpa, Ebony..."

    "On behalf of my master, let me show you the divine spirit of sorcery. It''s easy to understand."

    Mel also creates a circle in heaven by tearing apart nine pages of the spell with a finger that gave me verse standing.

    "Meteorain"

    A void was created in heaven.

    The door opens with the world of stars.

    The Great Spell of the Ninth Staircase summons meteorites directly from the star kingdom. The power of destruction, arguably a symbol of the Great Mage.

    Was I preparing a spell somewhere that was difficult to use in the Hundred Layers Labyrinth because I expected this to happen?

    Wherever it falls, it must be catastrophic. Besides, the wilderness is nowhere else to hide itself. Even "Clouds of Immediate Death" is scattered, and for that matter, countless more lives are taken.

    "Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

    The cry of Coeli Renato echoes.

    Is it a pain exposed to high mass or mourning the death of my son? Mother Innocence dances like a fetus and the earth shakes.

    However, this is just an exposure.

    Valtrude, Exile, after a sufficiently far-reaching backup attack. And then three of Prince Alsace rush all at once to his destiny - fleshy to Koelirenato, Mother without appearance.

    "Don''t worry about taking this off!

    Somewhere happy, the Rock Giant (Jarloot) wields an anchor spike flail and hits it. Over and over again.

    Each time the meat plays, the fat flies, and the screams rise.

    Blood also transmits to the rocky skin of Exile with recoil, but that''s just a sign of the pain and a laugh.

    "It''s Helenonia! Victor! Protect against evil!

    "The power to correct evil and bring order to the world!

    By Two Cathedral Knights, A Demonic Strike.

    A golden blessing dwells on the exorcism sword Divine Subjugator and Traiter, a blade that pierces evil.

    Valtrude''s attacks are harsh.

    Crush irresistible piles of meat and proceed to dig. So, beautiful by spectacular.

    Prince Alsace, meanwhile, rides the chains of Spike Flail waved by Exile, running straight through and onto Mother Doesn''t Look.

    And instead of cleaving, I pierced it.

    A traitor pierces Koelirenato deep like the legendary Holy Sword.

    To them and to her like that, suddenly something like a red rope crawls out of the flesh of Mother Ignorant and tries to tangle it up.

    "You were right to wait."

    The moment you realize it''s a blood vessel, it''s struck down by countless arrows released from the void, and it doesn''t reach anyone''s body.

    Larsia''s win turned to support, saying bows and arrows would not inflict significant scratches.

    If you are a regular person as it is, you will die hundreds of times and continue to receive not much of a onslaught, is it an illusion of your eyes? That shameless mother-in-law like Oyama looked smaller all around.

    "I wonder if that guy did something bad enough to get this member full bogged down..."

    "Isn''t existence itself evil? And you''re not a person."

    "You''re sure there''s no curtain to get out..."

    A sight I don''t know which is on the side of justice. Verga looks at it with a luscious, slutty smile when three people who have become bystanders are stunned.

    "But my son-in-law. Shouldn''t they have killed him? Do you have the math to do something about that giant?

    I don''t see that one, I turn back to Vainamarinen''s bald head.

    "Grandpa, you''re ready, aren''t you?

    "I wasn''t expecting it, but it was a one-off"

    "Right. Unfortunately, I don''t. So join us on another spell."

    The Great Sorcerers nod with their eyes together.

    Even the Brewers, there won''t be ten Grand Mages. A tactic shared by the three worthy of calling it the highest of them all.

    "Gravity Inversion (Anti Grav)"

    The theoretical spell of the eighth staircase that inverts universal gravity and drops it up (...). Yut and Vainamarinen use this spell, which once lifted three pirate ships, at the same time.

    Now, let''s send it to the breaking of the true circle.

    "Dragon Change"

    In addition, Mel''s appearance is covered in a prism of light and transformed into a red dragon (Red Dragon) that extends far beyond 10 meters.

    Flying with a single blast, the dragon grabbed the epidermis of Mother Ignorant, who was staged with her strong hindlimbs, winging to the breaking of a true circle.

    "Can we go?!?"

    The earth will be in heaven, and heaven will be earth.

    A pile of meat floated slightly.

    But that''s all.

    "Oh, what a shame"

    With a roar and a roar, Koelirenato fell to the ground.

    "I like it, my son-in-law. Keep on tweaking so you don''t kill her while defeating the Infinitely Ruined Mother Tai''s son?

    If you can''t, Verga provokes you.

    Ask your concubine to seduce you.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut keeps thinking.

    For one thing, do it in a way that clears this situation.

 141 9. To Sola......

    "Totally unimaginable weight not to be lifted in Gravity Inversion (Anti Grave)"

    "Fly... Fly..."

    While listening to Vainamarinen''s blur, Yut dives into the sea of thought.

    Fly...... plane?

    Engine.

    Runway.

    ... help?

    "You know, you can''t even launch a rocket..."

    "I don''t think we need to go all the way to space..."

    Acorn and true name of the first meeting.

    Share this anomaly with Earthling-like sensibility.

    As far as the insanity of the Yuts is concerned, it is a frontier of habit and giving up. It also seems silly to think seriously, such as inverting gravity.

    "So, my son-in-law. What are we gonna do?

    Rocket?

    Gas¡­¡­ combustion¡­¡­ injection¡­¡­.

    I can''t. There are no such spells or magic items. I hate to say that we have run out of measures, but that mass is purely simply violence.

    "Knock. Exactly, why not unilaterally"

    "A pillar of the Demons (Demon Road) even in this state"

    Valtroude, who is bordered by Mother Ignorant, and Alsace, who forms a formation over her flesh. The two were exposed to an attack by a whip-like blood vessel that jumped out of Coeli Renato and were being chased to deal with it.

    That''s not all.

    Exactly. Larsia''s cover was not always there, nor was it anything but a threat to people, even if they just wandered off.

    "Lift it up? Lift it up? Throw?"

    I''d like to grab the thread quickly for the Valtrudes, but it doesn''t make a clear image as the Mao Ocean.

    "Ask Mother Innocence to go home..."

    Hopefully, I''m doing it all the time.

    If you look up to heaven, the breakdown of a true circle that shrinks little by little, but surely.

    If he could stop the clock needle, Yut would sell even his soul.

    "You can do it!

    Quickly turn the spell document and cleave for 9 pages.

    It unfolded around itself as it was, creating moments when succession of pages repeatedly rotated and stopped to freeze.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    Grey world.

    A world where sound and everything stopped.

    A world of just one.

    So Yut makes a trial and error.

    Acorn said rockets and such, but there is no such spell as just spraying something and lifting it.

    No matter how many Great Petitions (Unlimited) or Miracles (Teulgi) you can''t consult.

    "Mostly, you can''t put a rocket engine or anything on that Coeli Renato. How surreal."

    It''s easier to put it into words and put your thoughts together. I laugh bitterly that you did this when you were Ig Nus-Zad.

    "And then there''s like something else you can carry, a car? I can''t wear a wheel or anything, I can''t fly... So, the train? I couldn''t even pull the dragon... wait."

    Something''s about to flash. I felt like I could grab it.

    Moved by such a hunch, Yut keeps thinking like a blur as he desperately tries to sum up his vague thoughts.

    While doing so, I was checking my spell stock, which I put in a scroll case.

    "Rail tracks, see Coeli Renato on the vehicle......"

    Not enough. That''s not enough.

    "Something, you saw it in a movie or an animation. Carrying things into space outside of rockets¡­"

    Now I''m going to turn the pluralism to fill the pieces of the puzzle of still obscure ideas.

    No, if not this, a few minutes to go on reading a chunk of knowledge, with momentum like a Mad Scientist.

    "This is it. Mass Driver"

    It''s like, SF. I''m paranoid.

    But I feel like I can. That is the most important element in the theoretical spell.

    "I don''t have to do this alone. Get everyone to help..."

    I am in charge of the part and where should I be entrusted?

    There will be holes everywhere, but the blueprints will fill rapidly.

    And the last piece.

    There was a need for elements that altered reality without question.

    In other words, you''ll make a debt to the person you least want to rely on.

    "Fine, if you fail, what will you do?"

    It was at the same time that I decided to be ready to do so, and the duration of Time Suspension expired.

    "Yona, come here."

    The colour returns to the world, and Yut, who normally returns in time or no or calls Jonah.

    "What?"

    Jonah, who was attacking Koelirenato with an "Elemental Missile" in the tunnel, rushes to Yut, stomping through her thoughts and hugging her straight from the front to her head.

    "Yona!"

    ''Cause it''s been a while.

    I didn''t even pull here to reprimand you from Alcia, but held your head like a stuffed animal.

    "In the meantime, you can''t talk about this"

    Pull her off like that, make her a decent shoulder car instead, and then tell her what to do.

    "Yona, bring my thoughts to everyone on telepathy."

    "Mm-hmm. Okay."

    The Albino girl placed her white finger on his forehead by that pathological time, and, after all, she made sure to hold him. In that state, first, read Yut''s thoughts.

    "Mind Bond"

    Jonah accepts and chews the flowing image. Imagine sending Koeli Renato back to the Brewers.

    Rails, thunder, shoot out.

    The element, that''s all.

    But the idea went far beyond the common sense and limits of the inhabitants of the Brewers.

    "Ah, haha. Awesome!"

    Joyfully and courageously, transmit the spiritual wave with its image to all - without exception, the real name or Verga.

    "Brave man, you are a man..."

    The first reaction was acorns.

    Of all this, I spent the most time with Yuut. I mean, at least I''ve seen and touched the most like him on this planet. I groan like that acorn is out there.

    What cartoons and games.

    I wanted to pack it so hard, but I can''t do that. Because I thought I might be able to, rather than just have the distinction of not going out of the junction that Alcia made for me.

    No, you''re not.

    I want to see it.

    Yes, I thought so.

    "Is it possible, is it?

    Meanwhile, his real name is half-hearted. It''s a natural reaction, but it''s still thin.

    "Say you can yut. I guess we can do it."

    "Right."

    "I don''t think I have any other hands."

    And Yut''s people, they just put their trust in it.

    Do you need a concubine?

    Verga turned her wet eyes to Yuut with a look that was too desireful to describe as laughing with naughty eyes.

    "You owe me a lot of money. Huh?

    "I know. We''re going to use the Empress Verga with her chin."

    Verga''s cooperation was, in fact, essential to pass this unscrupulous plan. So Yut is blowing out a lot of things, too.

    "Let''s hear just one thing."

    "Yut!?"

    "However, there is a right of veto. For world peace."

    "Well, let''s be good. My son-in-law asked for it, and I''d like to see the sight of the concubine himself."

    I got a good free time.

    So light, the demigod agrees.

    Of course, it was while touring the evil thoughts unique to the Evil Empress.

    "Then I''ll do it! Iron Wall

    "Wall Iron."

    An old man and a young girl activate spells and psychic powers as if the timing were right. Just a little bit, let me apply it.

    They both create iron walls, but by arranging them, they can be shaped like bridges depicting arches or just straight lines.

    That''s how the bridge leading up to the Vainamarinen School of Magic was created.

    This time, the Iron Wall was created as if it were a track (rail) on both sides of Koelirenato, Mother without appearance - although I don''t know where the arms are buried in the flesh.

    Too sudden. Then the tracks that will be built as a matter of course. Sounds like early spin footage, somewhere humorous.

    For those of us from Earth who are here, it may have looked like a rail on a jet coaster.

    However, without falling, the rail continues to heaven - the fall of the true circle.

    "Brilliant Blade" Lightning Blade "

    Prince Alsace, who remains on Mother Ignorant, protrudes the traitor to his flesh, releasing the power of thunder given to him by "ever-winning¡± Hellenonia.

    The power is insignificant.

    But the effect persists.

    "What presides over death and sorcery, the great chanter, the watcher of silence, what a noble goddess. It perpetuates the thunderbolt of" everlasting victory "and does not bind Mother Impersonable."

    Moreover, by Alcia''s "Miracle (Teulgi)," its thunder covers and charges the undulating skin of the hilly Coeli Renato like a net''s eye.

    Prince Alsace, who served as requested by Yut, flew nearby to the Red Dragon (Red Dragon), where Merel flied faintly. The dragon rises as it is, lagging and watching what happens.

    Under its eyes, Koeli Renato, Mother of Impersonation, mourns with another scream. Has your life been in danger and your instincts have increased? The whole body boils down to the point where a new life is about to be born.

    Precursors of childbirth.

    The two people who felt it wave the Devine Subjugator and Spike Flail, the demonic sword, toward the charging impotent mother.

    Let it go.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    Ig Nus-Zad, pushed the spider subgod into serious injury, a series of attacks by Exile. "Demonic Strike" by Valtrude, extinguishing the Spirit Prince of Fire, Il Canjual.

    I tapped into it at the same time.

    "It''s too much..."

    No more monster flooding was prevented.

    But Mother Aspectless is still alive.

    I don''t know if I should feel safe or give up before my life force, which seems infinite.

    However, you should be thankful that life does not perish.

    And don''t worry, just send it back.

    "So, shall we work together for the first time and spill it in?"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Can I live even if I save the world?

    Forget such a lovely future projection map and fly using the Flight spell. Verga goes on too - he didn''t have the courage to ascertain that look - to move to the head side of Coeli Renato.

    It''s unclear where it hits which area, but in other words, it formed the starting point of the rail.

    "Corelli, Renato, if you know what I meant, no grudges, but you can go back to bed for your concubine."

    What Yut came up with, imagined, and suggested, if you say it abusively, is a rail gun method mass driver. In other words, charge it, float it with magnetic force, super accelerate it and blow it up.

    I just did a little research on diversity. Scientifically, it would be full of mistakes.

    But it is the power of the spell that transcends physics. If you''re wrong, you can change that mistake to the right answer. That''s the magical mystery.

    And it is the secret of the demigod (Sacramento) that enables its work.

    "Galactica"

    Verga''s luxurious redhead flickers and shakes a dark dress.

    The spirits of God that flood out. The atmosphere turned upside down and a tremendous fever broke out, and even the acorns, who were supposed to be within the boundaries, felt themselves in danger. An unpleasant sound, as if it had amplified the sound of rubbing the glass hundreds of times, pierces the tympanic membrane into the brain.

    Even in that, her beauty stood out.

    Naturally.

    Secrets drawn from and elaborated on the images of Yut conveyed. In other words, the crystal of love between the two of us. I can''t do it, but I can. Do everything you can. Otherwise, it''s that women get rid of it.

    She can''t be so beautiful.

    As if he had succumbed to the empress, the immortality of Mother Aspectless floats.

    Yut looks down at Coeli Renato, who charges emotionally.

    Then, a scroll of the spell (scroll), the deciding factor and the starting point of this ridiculous plan, was removed from the scroll bin.

    "Accelerator"

    Activated was the original spell developed by Yut for the carriage railroad. A blue and white light dyes the impromptu rails created by Vainamarinen and Yona.

    A spell that increases the speed of a vehicle running on a rail.

    What is that vehicle, that is, Koeli Renato, Mother of Invisibility.

    White mountains travel at speeds where even remnants cannot be perceived. Burning to the heat of friction, the roar shook his ears, causing a sonic boom with physical pressure, as he leads through this land, which has become a naught for heaven.

    Ahead, the breaking of a true circle that continues to shrink. The door of the dimension, created by an obelisk stimulated by two other pulses.

    Acorn associated a pet bottle rocket that he flew with Yut. Alsace is amazed at the scale when it looks like a giant crossbow.

    Like a huge chunk of white meat super accelerating, it was just beyond reality.

    "Keep going!

    It would not have been pushed by Yut''s voice, but Koeli Renato, Mother of Nothingness, reached the breakdown of the true circle in an instant, where she was clogged. It''s like a bear in a void.

    "Oh my..."

    "Mel!"

    To the teacher''s call, he rings one as if to say, "I know," and Mel, who remains turned into a red dragon, hits the giant with all the last pushes.

    Prince Alsace also moved to the head of the Red Dragon and poked the traitor in.

    I don''t know how effective that has been - but at the same time that the breakdown of the true circle is repaired, Koeli Renato, Mother of Invisibility, disappeared from the earth. with Red Dragon and Alsace.

    Those two would do well over there.

    At the end of the day, a pitiful showdown.

    "Ah. Is it completely closed? Also, we need to figure out a way to get back..."

    Completely strained, Yut lays down flying through the sky, slowly falling. It was like one scene in a movie with a white robe twitching.

    "Hmm. Why not?

    Standing beside him like that, there can be no evil demigod - at least for Yut - throwing the question.

    "Because..."

    "Aren''t all the companions my son-in-law will cherish on this side? If you just want to be with me, can we spend some time in this world? Why would only my son-in-law sacrifice himself and try to go back there?

    I could do as many objections as I wanted, but I can''t get caught up like a thorn.

    That was exactly, a curse word.

 142 Epilogue

    "I sacrifice anything..."

    You can spend time on this planet. Where is the reason for going to the Brewers again? To that Verga whisper, weak and still, Yut argues.

    "Now, it seems to the concubine that the present son-in-law binds himself to his common sense, just like all the old fools. Such a son-in-law is good once in a while."

    Nothing, Verga isn''t seriously telling me to stay on Earth.

    I just wanted to try and bully Yut.

    That''s all.

    Yet it worked better than expected. It''s an interesting development. This is all I can decide that I didn''t promise to ask you for one favor.

    Of course, I won''t put it in my mouth.

    Oh...... Still, how sweet.

    I can''t believe what I love moves my heart so much with one word.

    "No, but. Zhu Yin is..."

    I can''t stop thinking and crushing.

    Yut, who kept falling on his back, slowly followed him to the ground in his intact position. I may return sooner or later, but it remains the face of the planet but of Nara.

    On such a cold, hard ground, Yut sits back and is flabbergasted.

    "Kuku. Good, good...... How delicious."

    It was indefinitely in the form of sewing the void in my mind that reunited with my companions and cleared the big case. I smile slutty that this is fate too, and Verga tries to hug and comfort you, my dear.

    "Whimpering with the enemy, stop it!

    Interrupt there, white and beautiful shadow.

    To his beloved, smile full of charity. Send a grim gaze like shooting to an uncluttered enemy.

    In fact, it is Valtrude who has the will to confront the lewd empress and can execute it. She must be the only one.

    "Val......"

    Yut''s powerless smile. Lively thin voice.

    I can''t stop seeing him like that the first time I''ve seen him. No, following an emotion that erupts like a magma, even if suppressed, she poked the God-fearing sword Divine Subjugator at the head of evil.

    "Verga! What did you blow into Yut!

    "Hear me... no..."

    Yes. Verga''s voice had only reached Yut.

    The light finally shines in his eyes at the fact that everyone hasn''t heard him.

    Seeing the redness on his cheeks, which were pale - because of that abominable Cathedral Knight (Paladin) - Verga remembered the heat and discomfort around the stomach house.

    "This is something different. The concubine was only considering her son-in-law."

    Out of heart, I mourn and hide my eyes with pitifully passionate redheads. An act that made people look like little fools, but a great deal for this evil demigod.

    I mean, you can''t be distracted by jealousy. That''s what women hold.

    "Thank you for your cooperation. But if you''re still going to hang around Yut, there''s no forgiveness."

    "This is it. There''s nothing worse than an unworn dog."

    Set up a demon sword and cover Yut with his back. In the eyes of that Virgin was burning a fighting spirit hotter than the sun.

    One-touch instant.

    Everyone and he all - there are about three people laughing that sounds interesting - keep an eye on things without uttering a word.

    The moment the tension reached its climax, Verga''s limbs slightly flashed.

    Divided into several like illusions, shaking.

    It stabilized in about a minute, but it wasn''t Verga who was there.

    No, it''s the same with burning redheads and dark dresses on treasures (artifacts) representing the kingdom of evil.

    The decisive difference is height.

    "Huh? Childhood?

    In short, Acorn was right, Verga was a child.

    Verga, who was luscious, disappeared and there is an adult-faced girl to say it is unusual... Was I about ten when I was a year old? The expression little devil firms up.

    "Oh man, I can''t do it anymore. I don''t know if I''m going to have to make a big deal of myself for a while."

    "... body?

    "Was that better?

    Whatever you answer, it will be a one-way ticket to the Underworld. Yut, with silence, regretted his inadvertent remarks.

    "Well, I can''t seem to solve the Narrowing here for a while, and I will return sooner or later. I don''t know if I''m going to make a comeback."

    "... you picked up your life"

    "Oh, I don''t know what a cathedral knight decides about good and evil in appearance."

    "If you don''t get your hands on Yut, that''s fine. Not now."

    "Woohoo, Scary Scary"

    By the way, I laugh like I rang a bell.

    Whatever he looked like, it didn''t make any difference that Verga was Verga.

    "No. I''m tired. Long time no see. That was a great show."

    It''s not a show.

    I make sure the two got the spears, and Larsia approaches me with a full grin. To go with that, so does everyone else.

    "I mean, that mass driver is amazing. It''s in Yut''s country?

    "Hey..."

    Larsia''s opponents are tired, but also fun.

    All the more so than Jonah also climbs up and spans her shoulders without saying no and says something outrageous.

    "Yut. While I was gone, I bought one of the chambers of commerce and got compensation too"

    "What do you mean?

    I didn''t know why. Did you even do the war? I have to ask, but that scares me too.

    When I turned to Alcia, I was blind to what I wasn''t supposed to see. Acorns, too, just have a dry laugh.

    Praise and praise and shake Jonah''s head, while Yut often falls in the way.

    "Well, it''s good to narrate Kugaku later. First, we need to get funding for our accommodation and activities."

    "... don''t look at me like that. Of course, I''ll arrange it here. Yes, I will."

    Yut pointed me at my uncut eyes like livestock during the slaughter - more than half of them self-abandoned - and my real name undertook it all.

    Contrary to the virtue of its prestige, Ponytail is also nagging.

    That, too, is not impossible.

    The blockade and management of this alienated park, in parallel with the food and shelter of this large number of visitors, as well as the investigation. Information manipulation to root to all relevant locations. Report on Mother Ignorant. How to report a species that is not human to see. The work was piled up like a temporary yuut, equal to what one should think of a spell that seemed different from a theoretical spell.

    "But selling your belongings and hugging you to Yut is also something."

    "Right. Blunt your body too."

    "So acorn to Yut. There''s no such thing as an affordable dungeon around here?

    "I don''t have one!

    "Hey."

    My childhood friends'' voices play a beautiful harmony.

    "Yeah!? So how do you make money?

    "Grow up for me..."

    "That''s murky. Really, what are you saying? It''s me, Egg and Yona, isn''t it? Some grandfather is a great sage, isn''t he? Don''t learn."

    "Ah, haha"

    "... Val is such a good woman."

    "What are you talking about all of a sudden?"

    "Ha... It looks like there hasn''t been much progress between the two of us."

    "Arcia..."

    Conversation with a moderate group of friends.

    If you realize it, there is no longer any subordination from Yut''s face.

    But Verga knows.

    That words from yourself are a sweet, hot thorn that pierces your back deep into your heart.

    Verga, temporarily losing his power and appearance, watched such yut with intrigue......

 143 Prologue, the rest of us.

    Return to the Brewers.

    At least, put the foundation of your life over there.

    That, as I told my parents, is a matter of decision in Yut. It should have been decided already.

    But as if to grin at that determination, says Empress Verga.

    Why should only Yut move his parents away from their advanced cultural lives?

    On the contrary, I was wondering if someone other than Yut should live here -.

    I can argue with that as much as I want.

    I''m leaving Sualum, my wife, as Exile''s sister-in-law, over there, and there''s something about the territory. For Valtrude and Alcia, it would be painful to leave with the presence of God, who believes not temporarily but forever.

    But even Yut and Akane leave their parents on Earth in the same way. Then, by some means, it may be said that only the Sulum can be brought to a solution.

    The territory, too, will have confusion due to the disappearance of the Yuts, and even if it is not expected to develop at the same pace as before, if there are any officials who have left it, they will do it quite well.

    Also, I can feel a connection with the gods if it is the land that Koelirenato, Mother of Impersonation, has alienated.

    Besides, if it''s just about living, it would be safer and more convenient on Earth. Even entertainment is abundant.

    Happy or unhappy, there are spells to deceive Larsia and Exile''s appearance, and if the cost of living is not excessively luxurious, there are destinations that can be charged.

    In other words, Yut''s beloved companions had enough vitality to live funny and crazy for whatever world they wanted.

    That''s why it bothers me.

    So, what about Yut, who was planted with troubled seeds from Verga?

    "Now that''s the one called Offside!

    "No..."

    "Is that different now...... Oh, now it''s offside... you''re not..."

    - I was just watching a club football game that bet the top of Europe, caught and missed in a cross-world transition.

    A week after sending Koeli Lenato back to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    All the hotel suites were rented out by the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) and Yut and his companions spent their days thoughtfully.

    "Oh, I fell. Is that a foul?

    "No, because I didn''t hit it"

    "But it hurts so much."

    The environment in Nara created by Mother Ignorance maintains the status quo.

    In other words, it is possible to return to the Brewers using Interstella Walker, the One Who Shoots the Stars.

    But I don''t know what kind of negative effects it would have on the Earth side using it.

    For this reason, the Hyung-chul Conference and Vainamarinen and others are conducting various surveys and experiments to explore the means of mobility. Also, maybe the two worlds should meet or not.

    Yet Yut was forcibly vacationed - not so much with Larsia and her monitors pushed to avoid a rampage - but with her mind and body halfway through.

    Return or stay?

    The answer is supposed to be fixed, but I can''t choose.

    "Oh, my God. He''s running with a cheerful face."

    Thank you, Marisia and the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who are so open and righteous in their behavior, seemed too incompatible. Ask yourself several times if this is a good idea while looking sideways at the outrageous Valtrude.

    As you can see from the repetition, there is no answer.

    "This, too, is part of the football. It''s weirder to touch."

    Knowing neither Yut''s troubles, Jonah says in a flat and objective voice.

    I''m not just saying you''re Val''s amateur, but I have a reasonable opinion of the Albino girl. It is Valtrude who is overwhelmingly right......

    Having gained knowledge by playing football games against Larsia and Yut, Yona is already a fine football fan. That''s right, Yut is impressed that the child absorbs quickly. The "nibbly" part, too, seems to be that.

    When it''s cute there, Acorn, who brings in his laptop and does something about it, breaks up with him. Alcia had a bitter smile.

    "But this game format is simple and good. There might be some place to put it in La Gu."

    "No, you were going to play sports at your old man''s."

    La Gu.

    At first glance, it looks like a brand new sport combining baseball and rugby...... but from civilized people it just seems like some head screws are flying.

    Beat back the ball-like rock mass with a bat replacement stick.

    That''s good. That''s good. And then there was the brawl with the enemy allies.

    I don''t know why.

    "I think we should introduce referees. In common sense."

    "It gets interesting all at once when Larsia says common sense or something, but you sure do,"

    "I can''t beat the cold in the world!

    "Only that positivity makes me wonder if it''s good to apprentice."

    "Acorn, that''s my fault"

    Larsia looks pathetic to Yona''s cold determination - acting - but wearing an icy liqueur-based cocktail. From daytime.

    "Oh. Alcohol is delicious"

    "You''re corrupt."

    "It''s just booze in the daytime, right? Besides, the one I''ve never even had a drink over there. What are you gonna do if you don''t enjoy it? Alcia, let''s have a drink."

    "I thought you said you''d make your own money.

    Bad for a serious Alcia, but I''d rather keep and kill Larcia than let her go. That concludes Yut and Akane.

    "What''s so fun about refereeing?

    "Well, I guess La Gu is good with that one"

    After a thousand years or so, it could be something like a World Heritage Site.

    "I mean, how long do we have to stay locked up? There''s rice, booze, movies, games, but it''s time for some new excitement."

    "A fantasy resident says something like a corrupt college student..."

    "In the first place, don''t say it while drinking. It would be bad for Jonah''s education."

    What you see, what you hear, what you do. All of that is unusual, and I''ve spent the past week canning into hotels but very manly - for Larsia and Yona - but it seems like it''s time for the limit.

    Rather, there is also the aspect that halfway through the exposure to Earth culture inflated expectations outside.

    "I want to meet Yut''s old lady and Daika-san"

    "Yona, what are you gonna do? Honestly, say it."

    Not what to say, what to do.

    Around here, I can see the credibility.

    "Kishijitsu no Kochiku"

    "You can''t say it without your tongue"

    "Zanemune"

    But I also think my mother would like Yona. Yut carved it into his heart to try not to be alarmed.

    "Oh well. Yut''s parents. That''s when you have to say hello, right? Even to Acorn''s parents. I''m hungry."

    "Heck."

    "Right."

    "You guys, really..."

    To Larsia, Jonah and Exile, who were too free, the door to the suite opened the moment Arsia stuck her cheek.

    Master, thank you for waiting.

    "This is a chaos..."

    Petra, a girl who side-ponies a full grin ash blonde, and her true name, who narrows her eyes and denounces misery. Petra has a pink blouse with a flared skirt. My real name wore a high school uniform in discipline.

    The two of you brought in a lunch curry.

    Not everyone is used to rice, so nan is also available.

    "Ooh. Something smells good."

    "Halftime......? Take a break."

    "Well, this one''s taking a break too"

    The remote control was operated and lightly stopped playing.

    Unlike Valtrude, who was concentrating and seeing into the game, Yut has not been able to concentrate. Because when I started watching it, I saw the total playback time of the disc and found out it was going to be an extended battle.

    (After all, it''s raw, not recording)

    That''s right, I just reaffirmed my theory, and it reminds me of Verga''s words again. Exactly, a curse.

    "There you go, Takimasu."

    "Yes."

    Larsia and Yona cut ahead and start eating fast.

    The meadow species (Magner) is Nan. Although the Albino girl, a tireless food explorer, had a difference of rice.

    "This is a lot of spices. Pretty extravagant."

    For those who choose Nan, there are two types: chicken butter curry and key macaray. If you chose rice, you could choose ordinary curry and cutlet curry in Japan.

    "Unique flavor, but not bad."

    "Don''t you? It tastes sick."

    Valtrude, already experienced, proudly says to Exile, who praises him with a heavy bass. Even picturesque with Fukugami pickles in his mouth, on the contrary, he might have overdone it.

    "Acorn, too, I wish you''d made it over there if you''d known it was this curry."

    "Don''t be impotent. Sure, it''s national food."

    "Yes, Larsia. Even Mr. Acorn..."

    "I checked the formula with Yutpedia and couldn''t, but I didn''t know if it had the same spices as this one. You can''t do it a little bit, can you? There were others that were easier to reproduce."

    Alcia decided to clean up Jonah''s food spill, which she devoured in many ways. This dirt looks pretty tough.

    "I thought it looked delicious since I was lucky, but it does pull back"

    "... it feels slightly fancy, but it''s just a curry."

    The two of us share our thoughts as we eat across the street from the Yuts.

    I received what I ordered as room service and didn''t make it myself just because I carried it. Besides, I didn''t even treat him like a small-time user, but Petra wanted him to get chores.

    Apparently, that calms down better.

    Well, that has increased my interaction with my real name, and I decide that I don''t think it''s a bad thing that these two seem to get along.

    "By the way, I''m worried about the fried yut or something."

    "I''ll cut it off."

    I''ll just spoon the cutlet curry cutlet and stick it to Larsia, who opens her mouth like a pond carp.

    "Ahhh, good"

    The touch of a fried coat. What comes after is a firm meat bite and sweet fat. And curry strange harmonies that cost slightly.

    Larsia opened her eyes wide to the unknown texture and taste.

    Valtrude and Acorn also opened their eyes in a different way.

    "What is this? Good."

    "Yut. Ahhh."

    I don''t realize how those fianc¨¦es are, and I send another slice into Jonah''s little, poor lips.

    "Damn, look out, it''s hot."

    "... this is amazing"

    Though I don''t think you''re exaggerating, I also think it would be otherwise good if you''d be happy. I was more than happy to monopolize myself.

    "So this is what we''re supposed to do."

    "Ha!"

    Valtrude sees his own plate at the same time as understanding.

    But it was already empty there.

    Acorns were still there, but I just don''t have the courage to do "ahem" or anything like that before this number. Alcia would be the same.

    "Yut, akaney. Let''s just make this fried food over there when we get back."

    "... right"

    When I get back.

    The words disturb Yut''s mind again.

    You have to leave a lump in your heart and spend time with your people.

    That''s the same as always being aware of Verga''s existence.

    Though I think they did, they didn''t try to drag Yut''s heart away, as if it were an Ant Hell''s Nest.

 144 Home visits

    Aside from appearances and the appreciation of others, Heavenly Grass Aso is a salesman. I experienced the unusual that my son had gone missing, but I never had any suspicion there.

    But now such self-awareness was in danger of collapse.

    "This is Yut''s house."

    Don''t touch that.

    "Oh, the lights turn on and off when you pat this up here, too. Hey, the scientific civilization over here has a wide hem. If you look at the top, it might be about the same, but it''s not comparable to the level of common people."

    "Listen to people. Don''t open the refrigerator like a civilizationist."

    "And he said he lived here with Val. He said he lived together."

    "Why emphasize"

    "I will! I''m gonna do it!

    My son asked me, "I want you to meet my people over there," and I also called the Miki family next door, which was good until they welcomed me into our house.

    But I was surprised to have two children in it.

    One of them - running around the living room looking friendly with his son - means he''s his age.

    It''s a different world, so it''s not something I can accept early when it''s explained that there are such races, but I guess I''ll have to be convinced.

    Well, as far as that interaction goes, the age of appearance and spirit seems to coincide, so I don''t even have to worry about the actual age.

    Aso digested his insanity that way.

    Another gray-haired red-eyed girl who looked like a child doesn''t seem to exist like that. Now, my wife Haruko is adoring the cat.

    However, I didn''t know what it meant to be introduced as a psychic. Similar to the knowledge to the extent that it bends the spoon and the realization that my son would be as good as a psychic if he were a wizard?

    Miki''s big black pillar, female doctor Kyoko Miki, was concerned about the health of the girl known as Yona, but she was shaking between relief and doubt when she heard she had no problem getting out during the day with her healthy body.

    In the end, there was no further recourse.

    "Oh. Fair enough. How adorable."

    "Can I call you Grandma?

    "Jonah is the schemer!?"

    "... Yona, I''ll preach later"

    With that said, Arcia is not so angry. I guess he thinks it''s good if we don''t get past degrees.

    "Sorry for the noise"

    "No, if you''re having fun"

    As a parent, a rocky big man sits on the front of the trustee who was welcoming a friend of his son''s.

    I was so worried I could get through the front door, but unexpectedly cleverly, Exile and his giant named him.

    A species called the Rock Giant (Jarloot).

    I have to respond properly because I am no longer at a level convincing of racial differences, but I treat my son more like an indifferent friend than I have to separate.

    As a parent, naturally.

    That he sinks into the couch and watches his fussy buddies stare.

    Regardless of the appearance, maybe the mentality is close.

    With that in mind, Shinzo poured beer on Exile''s jock.

    "Really, I''m glad Zhu Yin is safe"

    "Father, how many times is that?

    The venue is open to the Heavenly Grass family living room and the Japanese room, but naturally three Miki family members also participate.

    The place to sit was not fixed, and they were replacing and talking to each other similarly to a standing party.

    However, Zhu Yan, who is listening to his father, Tadashi Miki, in his front seat, has already pioneered.

    "Because come on...... Kyoko said it was okay, but I was worried."

    "Because I''m fine. You see, Val and Arcia have been good to me."

    "Mm-hmm. I didn''t let Acorn touch a finger."

    "And to Mr. Acorn, I''d rather take care of this one."

    I usually have a slightly refreshing personality, but did I get drunk because of the alcohol or the atmosphere on the field? Valtrude and Arcia have been following me since just now, but it doesn''t work very well.

    I told my beloved daughter the same story over and over again, like tangled liquor, and I was just sick of it.

    Still, if you''re worried about yourself, you can''t go down there and ask your mother for help.

    "Loyalty, if you don''t get around there, Zhuyin will hate you."

    "That''s trouble!

    When it jumped up as if it had been sprayed with cold water, it moved to the space of a group of men seated by the softness and the reluctance and the Exile.

    I can also say that the person involved has just changed, but at this point, I have no choice.

    "Ugh...... Thanks..."

    "It''s the duty of my runaway daughter. Be patient with this."

    "Even I would have said goodbye if I''d known it was gonna happen."

    "Totally. And then, if you come back for the first time in a month, you''re gonna marry a guy with three wives, or what do you think your parents are?

    "Ugh."

    It''s weak when you get poked there.

    "If they weren''t brave, they''d be hitting Bun and pushing him into the Nishiji Temple."

    "When was that? In the first place, you don''t blame a bigamous harem brave man?

    "I have no choice. My perception is that Zhuyin broke in between Mr. Valtrude and Mr. Brave."

    "undeniable......"

    Akane is no match for Kyoko, who is at the top of the Hieralki family in Miki. Plus, it''s more or less troublesome because it fits.

    Determined that her daughter was reflecting, she gives a naughty look and pursues further.

    "Mostly, Zhu Yin. If you look just like the size of my boobs, you''re still..."

    "What the real parents say."

    "If they say anything other than real parents, just get ready for the lawsuit"

    "Even real parents want to sue..."

    I''m a normal, uninteresting person, but this situation would be an environment that just salaried people can''t go through.

    I don''t like the noise, but it''s not bad now.

    Yes, Asanzo describes it.

    So the chime of the call rang.

    Looks like the delivery pizza I was ordering arrived. I ordered quite a few pieces, which made it slower than I had planned.

    Kurizo moved to the front door with his wallet.

    "Yes, thank you very much to my master, my family."

    Petra waves a hot valve while eating pizza.

    The topic is that one where Yut rehabilitated (...) her and saved her family.

    Rather than that, in her, who was brought in but not that deep in interaction, there is no other subject to talk about.

    Honestly, it''s a page in history that I don''t want to be dug back into as a yut.

    "At first, I wondered what would happen when they took me out to Nara, where my master spotted and affirmed the work I carried. That''s when I thought," I''m going to have to follow this guy for the rest of my life. "

    Shaking Ashblond''s sidetail adorably, still Petra continued to talk as if she were going to speak.

    Nara is not going to be offstage. Asking questions about what you did to this girl, your gaze turns to Yut. If this is the interview room, that''s all I''m signing the statement.

    "Well, you didn''t do such a big deal, or I was young too..."

    "I know you want to get out of the way, brave man, but you know what else I''m talking about?

    That''s not true.

    While denying that, he will talk about his adventures at the Brewers, which he has not yet communicated the details.

    When I first met the Valtrudes.

    The first time you activated a spell.

    Being made to survive in the name of training.

    Later, in the course of his quest to search for Prince Alsace, he was involved in a battle against the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), defeating even as he was sent an assassin or fought a fierce battle.

    I''m going to talk about these, somewhat mildly.

    In the descent that she had been killed by a dragon and returned to life, Kyoko, a female doctor, was about to graduate. Having regained consciousness, she seems to have kept her mental health by forgetting the story.

    And from Yona, pirates are exorcised. Larsia tells of a one-on-one hundred dueling noises, as if she had seen them.

    "Is that it? That''s crazy"

    - For some reason, the place filled with bitter laughter.

    "So I told you..."

    Neither did Acorn know the details of what days Yut was spending in the Brewers.

    If just a high school student asks me about my experience back on the battlefield, this happens too.

    Even my mother Haruko has a slightly subtle look.

    "It seems because of all of you that my son has been brought to life in a foreign land. Really, thank you if it''s not enough. Thank you very much."

    My father asked me to change that atmosphere.

    Stay seated and bow your head deeply and express your gratitude.

    "Father..."

    "No, Lord Rhizo. This is the one who took care of Yut."

    Valtrude tells him to raise his head, and vice versa, he bows his head with a grand gesture.

    "Surely, it would be true that at first we helped the marginal Yut. But after he''s empowered, each other. Since it became a territorial management, so much so that it has been unilaterally burdened. Very, you can''t take that word."

    It''s not modesty, it actually is, isn''t it?

    - etc., and Larsia doesn''t do anything to read the air and make fun of it either.

    "Exactly. To Yuto, really, unspeakably..."

    Rare. Really rare for her, alcia that clogs her up if she''s speechless. But the heart passed on.

    Valtrude sitting next to him takes that hand and encourages it.

    "That''s right. But it was fun."

    Larsia, only lightly.

    "If it weren''t for Yut, I wouldn''t have come home after all."

    Exile, with all due respect.

    "Well, Yut needs to take good care of you,"

    Jonah, too, speaks voluntarily of being good with Yut, in a way that looks like her.

    After that, the atmosphere of sobriety disappeared, and it rose again like a banquet.

    The time was fun and fun.

    That''s why Yut''s troubles deepen.

    That''s what she is. They were sensitive.

 145 2. Maiden Conference

    "That''s why I think the brave men are strange these days."

    In the name of the sorority - to herself, the reality of which is unknown - she took Valtrude and Arcia out to the coffee shop where they went, and Acorn cut them out shortly after finishing the order.

    Deep corner of the store.

    It''s quite a fresh experience to front the two of us, who can also be allies via Yut, in the occasional seats where we were portraying names.

    "Is it?

    "Did you even notice the acorn?"

    "It is. Alcia too...... is that it?

    But only one shared that concern with me. Bad for the consenting Cathedral Knight (Paladin), but not the other way around.

    "Unfortunately, I don''t know about Yuto, who goes through this routine."

    Mouth it cold just a little and then Arcia calmly returns it.

    Both she and Valtrude stand out in both good and bad ways, so Yut uses the Disguise (Disguyz) spell to get them to fake it before she goes out.

    Right now it looks like three high school girls are having a girls-talk from the others...... should be.

    "That''s the same for me."

    "Didn''t Val live together for a while?"

    "Yes, though. Yes..."

    When he realized he couldn''t possibly not notice Alcia, Valtrude let his childhood friend say, "If you''re Alcia, you don''t have to tell me, do you?" and hold hands like sweet.

    If it''s against another human being, it''s a behavior we''ll never do.

    While Acorn thinks she saw something rare, she realizes how it is for high school girls to call each other Val and Arcia. Reflect on whether it was shallow, but it''s too late.

    Shall I call this a privately owned hidden coffee shop? I don''t have many customers, so I may have had some.

    "In the meantime, I understand that you went outside because you tell stories you don''t want Yut to hear"

    "Sometimes I get stuck in a hotel all the time."

    "I went out to Yut''s yesterday, but that should be a lot of reflection..."

    I was sure it was a good time, but from a diocesan knight who believed in goodness and order, it was a chaos that could not be overlooked a bit.

    Even as acorns, what Yut''s parents enjoyed was salvation. Hi, I''m sorry to hear that Shaw''s father seemed pretty tangled up and annoyed, but there are aspects of that that that helped me.

    "So, what happened to Yuto?

    Yes, my beloved daughter of the Goddess of Death and Magic returned to the conversation, and the only waitress in this store carried the item of the order.

    A little, bad time.

    It happens all the time, but it''s surprising that Arcia did it.

    Iced coffee for Valtrude and Acorn. Arcia is iced lemon tea. Plus, the conversation stops while the mixed sandwiches and three homemade cakes are lined up.

    "Let''s eat first"

    The main point is to discuss Yut, but having tea is just as important as that.

    Here, coffee is delicious, and secretly, it was my favorite store with rare sweets such as Taiwan''s famous pineapple cake - this way of calling it, Yut looks disgusting - on it.

    "Hmm. I didn''t know eggs had this cooking method..."

    Valtrude flaunts the egg sandwich with such admiration. Sure, it would be hard to get her out of the city without a "disguise" like this.

    In the meantime, I''m pretty sure the egg sandwich can disappear from the convenience store.

    "Ah. Long time no see."

    "... were you and Yut coming to these stores or something?

    Valtrude told me to cool off with an iced coffee filled with milk. But I speak clearly of my doubts.

    Maybe you grew up, and Arcia took a satisfactory sip of iced tea, too. I didn''t drink enough to compare it, but there are just things Acorn would recommend.

    "That''s an interesting story."

    "Ever since I was over here, well, of course, I was the closest girl to Yut? But it wasn''t like we were lovers, was it?

    "I don''t know why it''s doubtful, but maybe we should thank God for it."

    "They say Val''s God is" ever-winning ¡±? Sure, it''s like they took a win..."

    "You make sense."

    "Why, to the currents I am condemned to!?"

    I was ambushed where I was tongue drumming at Tuna Sandwich and my throat and words were jammed. Besides, even my childhood friends have betrayed me.

    "No, that''s not a win or loss. Well sure, I''ve told you to be mine..."

    "... Huh. But don''t get me wrong, right? I didn''t win on my own. I owe it to my childhood friend."

    There was a silence in the overly masochistic dialogue that I didn''t know what to say.

    "That wasn''t supposed to look so good."

    Alcia follows Akane, who knows what''s going on.

    In fact, until the day before I solicited Yut as my secretary, there were various kinds of excessive bends. What would have happened if Alcia hadn''t pushed Valtrude''s back, who says she didn''t want to ask him out because she didn''t want Yut to say no?

    "I''m good. More than that, it looks like Yut. Sure, I felt strange too"

    "Val, is that from before we got here?

    "No. That''s not true. Until then, it was normal."

    "When that happens, there''s a cause for one of us...?

    Yut''s best and second look around at the other two, respectively, and when I break it off without it, I think of the faces of the other members.

    "Does suspicion mean that Yut is even cheating?

    "No, I''m not..."

    "... cheating... so...?

    To Acorn, who denies it instantly, Valtrude shows upset.

    "Val, you seem to know how it goes."

    Laughing only with her lips, in the Brewers, she, called Archbishop, pursues her childhood friend.

    "That''s not true. There isn''t."

    "Was it Mr. Mana? What about him?

    "Ah."

    junior in the same uniform.

    I''ve never met him face-to-face at school, but he''s tiny, clean and cute. It''s depressing, but they''re going to do everything they can when they become lovers to each other.

    Isn''t that possible?

    "Val hasn''t always been with Yut, either, has he?

    "That''s right..."

    Indeed, many times Yut and his real name have been dispatched by the two of us to exterminate the monsters that have emerged across the border. So was Mother Ignorance on the verge of showing up.

    "I don''t think so."

    Acorn, however, denied it below with a hard look.

    "If Yut was such a character, he wouldn''t be struggling"

    "Isn''t it possible that they are unilaterally suspicious?

    "So, you say you''re worried? Not unlikely..."

    But, says the maiden.

    That''s impossible.

    "In the first place, if Val had grasped Yut properly, he wouldn''t have had to worry about it."

    "Mr. Alcia, we have a point."

    "Something."

    Turn aside like a puff of anger and sip out your iced coffee in one breath.

    This is exactly the time when Acorn thinks Valtrude is out of line.

    If Yut was the man who wouldn''t fall for this, his approach would be futile, too. That''s the hardest part.

    "I do. If we had a deal, we wouldn''t have had to worry about it."

    "Chigi."

    I guess that made me imagine exactly what kind of behavior.

    Face down and argue weakly as you tangle your fingers.

    "Where there''s no two of you, there''s no way you can do that."

    "Hey. It''s Val at first anyway. Then you''d better get it out of my sight."

    "What... so...?

    That was a blind spot. Without even thinking about it, the Cathedral Knight trembles.

    "Sure, it would be a lie to say it didn''t make such an atmosphere..."

    "More"

    Valtrude resisted.

    You can''t be too shy to say that.

    But Acorn and Arcia ate and didn''t let go.

    Eventually, I was made to expose that we slept together in Yut''s room and that we had a bit of a good vibe in that suite.

    "But between the two of them, he placed the Divine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword, and didn''t cross the line."

    "What about it?

    "It''s troublesome."

    When Arcia says with her hands on her cheek, she looks really in trouble.

    "As, well. Me, too? Have you ever stayed in a warrior''s room?

    "Mr. Acorn, let''s see the future"

    "Yeah, you mean Yut now, don''t you? There have been many times when the smile has shaded. I''m sure there''s something wrong with you, too."

    Again, the story recovers from the derailment.

    "Trouble, is it"

    "I don''t know, it feels more serious"

    Alcia was forced to change direction in front of Acorn, who felt so and fleshed out in truth.

    Besides, getting out of the way would be the limit. I also feel that Yut''s dignity value is being gradually shredded.

    "Ha... It didn''t make sense for me to pretend that one of us didn''t notice when we were both aware."

    "Alcia?"

    "I also noticed that Yut had some problems. Because he was showing off a lot of flattery and disappointment. And..."

    I don''t say it till the end, but the engagement I put on my left hand pharmacopoeia - show the emotion-sensitive ring.

    "Alcia. Then why..."

    "Okay?

    and foreshadows, drinks up iced tea, and then solves the case like a famous detective.

    "Yut, but the kind of problem you have to worry about. Without talking to us about it. There''s only one person like that, right?

    "... I wonder if Verga"

    "I guess Verga"

    Unanimous.

    And I finally put my foot on the truth floor.

    "I asked you this point and I was static because I didn''t know how things would fall...... It may be time for the two of you to realize the limits."

    "So what do we do? Do we all ask the brave men?

    "No...... Could you leave it to me?

    "Do you have a plan?"

    "Yeah. Maybe you should ask one-on-one. And Val and Acorn, it''s better not to be there."

    Against Valtrude, simply trying to show the good. As a great magician (Arch Mage) with advanced metastases, Acorn is likely to show no weakness.

    In that sense, there''s got to be something you can hear because it''s nearly reciprocal Alcia.

    "And one more thing, because I only have a card that I can hang up"

    "I''m going to say hello. In his house again, to your parents."

    "That''s when I''ll let you stay and be alone with Yut... I''ll tell you when to expect it"

    Following that suggestion, both Valtrude and Acorn stopped working altogether. I may even have forgotten to breathe.

    Sure, in the other two, now. It''s also a good place to not have to worry about Jonah and the others getting in.

    And yet, why would I be anxious?

    Alcia''s hand.

    That just must have been a ghost bill (joker) for everyone.

 146 3. Yuts Determination

    When he was worried by his fianc¨¦es, Yut was about to tackle another challenge.

    Verga has nothing to do with it. However, this is an issue he must confront himself.

    "I want to see your friend...?

    "Oh. At first, I thought I''d keep my mouth shut because there''s nothing to explain..."

    I began to remember the illusion that I was renting out rather than staying, a hotel during my stay. In that lounge, Yut was taking a consultation with his real name.

    He wants to let his friends, including Shanxi and Suzuki, know he''s safe.

    "We don''t have the right to hold back, but don''t you know that Sempai also assumes a lot of difficulties?

    With a nuance of about the middle between opposition and passive approval, my real name says.

    Thankfully I won''t try to dismiss it head-on, and make a four-digit coffee that I would never ask for at my own expense. It would include the cost of the place, but I wasn''t sure the difference.

    "Me too, I''m sorry, but I didn''t mean to let you know at first. I thought it would be enough to meet my father and mother and get the police to turn their hands around."

    Yut is also aware of the lack of explanations. If I tell you the truth, you''ll be worried about me another time.

    But I don''t know where I''m going to be witnessed because I''m going to be working on Earth for a while. There were already rumors in the neighborhood.

    Then there are some things that I would like to explain first.

    "One confirmation."

    "What?

    "I don''t think Sempai has any merit"

    "Really?

    Whatever it is, I can separate it.

    I disagree with that, but swinging the ponytail is rebutted lightly.

    "Sempai is not so shallow a person as to punch him in the wash. Well, he''s also someone who doesn''t know what to do if he has to."

    "Was it necessary in the second half?

    "I mean, we can only talk halfway. Such a response to the person who worried me. Sempai will only hurt you."

    "He''s not that noble."

    "Are you going to sort things out?

    "Uh-huh. When they say that, I have a saying, but it could be the same in the sense of self-satisfaction."

    In short, it makes me want to clean the room during the test period. It''s the same thing, says Yut.

    In contrast, I tip my neck if I''m not sure what my real name is.

    If any further explanation is difficult, Yut chooses silence.

    And then I look out over the glass.

    If you step outside, the semi is still ringing and the sunlight is relentlessly illuminating the asphalt. In the distance, the park was isolated by being turned into a Naruto. That other side has been in big trouble, but that doesn''t matter. Everyday goes on.

    It still looks hot. Will the Valtrudes be all right when they said they were going to the sorority - the reality of which is unknown?

    No, it''s the Larsias that stay in the room more than that.

    I also gave Petra her cell phone. I also practiced how to use it. If you need anything, you should contact me...

    Back to the live piano playing - I don''t know what song it is - a quiet time flowed.

    "Okay."

    A few minutes later. His real name, which seems to have put the idea together, agreed with Yut''s hope.

    "Right. Arrange personnel to look like that. If you accompany a person who looks like a police officer, and you come back, but you can''t explain the details, you won''t even go in."

    "... is that a compromise around there?

    "Sempai doesn''t want to spread the word about that either, do you?

    "That''s right"

    Uut eventually agreed as well, and Makoto took his seat and went into coordination with the upper management of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    It was three days later that his hopes were fulfilled. Last day of summer vacation.

    Before noon, his real name follows two men in the Brewers who sum up the level of violence he sees and visits Yut. The men, it''s unclear whether they were in office or just procured, wore policemen''s uniforms.

    The greeting will also be there on the sedan, following the list submitted in advance, and touring Yut''s friends'' house.

    Priority was given to Shanxi and Suzuki, who were particularly close, and later to high school and middle school friends who emailed me in order. In some cases I was absent, but just on the last day of my summer vacation, I have a high home rate.

    He also showed his face to the school and could only say a few greetings to the teachers.

    I just showed my face, and I knew it, but I don''t have much to talk about.

    I can''t tell you how he went missing.

    Where and what were you doing in the meantime?

    I probably can''t go back to school.

    I don''t know if I can answer the phone or text.

    That''s what I told them, and they all had that complicated look on their faces.

    I can''t help it. It was as if we were involved in a case that could not be taboo and only allowed to say goodbye. Because that''s the only way it looks.

    Still, at the end of the day, he smiled and said goodbye.

    From the true name of my escort, I was fortunate to have had no comfort or anything.

    I came back to the hotel with a worse face than when I went out, after it was late at night.

    You were also in a meeting beforehand, and only Arcia welcomed you.

    When I couldn''t help but smile and try to pass beside it -

    "Yut, I need a favor"

    "... what is it?

    I grabbed the hem of my clothes and held him back.

    I''m tired, so I wouldn''t mind saying later. But Yut stops and enters a firm listening position. I''m not in the mood transmitted from the ring.

    And while she was feeling a little sad, she told her to go straight in.

    "Val and Akane are out, and I''d like to see Yut''s father and mother."

    I hurt myself with such a terrible face - some would say I deserved it - but I couldn''t leave him like this.

    "He said he was meeting with his father and mother... Ah!

    Until you understand what that means, a few seconds.

    The moment I understood, all my worries blew up, even temporarily.

    "Sorry. I''m so sorry"

    I can''t believe you forgot such an important thing. What is it, my fianc¨¦?

    Yes, I knew Yut would blame himself.

    But if it hurts the same, you better cause it. No, I want to be.

    It''s hard to say I have a complete picture of Yut''s circumstances, but if he''s hurt with a strong sense of responsibility, I''d rather give him another job than comfort him weirdly.

    Alcia is also a man with a strong desire to be of service to someone. So I knew exactly how Yut felt.

    "So one of my fianc¨¦es, Arcia hey... it''s Arcia"

    "Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, thank you again"

    The next night.

    At dinner, Yut visited his parents'' house. Of course, accompany Alcia as your fianc¨¦e.

    Today she has a somewhat formal presence: a tweed jacket and a tuck skirt. The bow on the waist relaxes the tightness.

    "Follow the township when you enter it,"

    In response to Yut''s astonishing gaze - precisely, the information obtained from the emotion-sensitive ring - she said so as to sing.

    You should say something about unfamiliar, but well-suited clothing, but you can''t say anything.

    "I think you''ll both like it."

    In the end, the only thing that came out as a word was a dialogue that fits the purpose but is off target.

    But Arcia smiled without saying anything.

    "Father of the brave, it''s Aso."

    It''s my mother Haruko.

    My father leaned against me. My mother replies slightly nervously.

    Many times in this short period of time with my son''s fianc¨¦e, and meeting with another woman is not normally possible. To the hard work of his parents, Yut sits down in his heart.

    Heavenly Grass''s dog, Colo., was too tense and tired for his continuing visitors, and after a glitch, he nodded and quieted under Yut''s feet.

    "Thank you for taking the time today"

    "It''s okay. What Yu''s daughter-in-law. I don''t care about time."

    "Naturally."

    "But were you ready for dinner?

    Dining table for four.

    On top of that, I''m not ready for anything.

    "Yes. Today I will"

    "Guardian of peace after death, Explorer of mystery, merciful. Give us powerful food - the feast Divine Feast.

    In an exotic land, Truss-Sink responded to his beloved daughter''s prayers.

    The dining table is wrapped in light, its particles materialize and the freshly baked bread, hot potage, fresh salad and beautifully served roast venison appear one after the other.

    Go on, glass of red wine. The last fruit served in a cage appeared, and the miracle was over.

    Exactly, a magical sight.

    A causal recoil (backlash) does not appear to occur if it is a divine spell. For that matter, the restrictions are stronger.

    "Well......"

    My mother is surprised with her eyes round, but Yut doesn''t mind.

    In the name of the accident, the park where Mother Ignorance descended, which is still closed.

    Penetration works have created walls that cannot be seen from the outside, but they still maintain the environment of Naruto.

    Under its influence, if the surrounding area - to the same extent as the city - it is also possible to socialize with the Brewers gods to some extent.

    Conversely, the Eighth Staircase''s divine spell Feast is also the limit.

    I held her hand sitting next to me, wondering if I was forced, and she shook me back more forcefully than I expected.

    Before that treat, Arcia says.

    "As you may already have heard, I am a believer in the service of Trus-Sink, God of Death and Sorcery, and I am in a position like his colleagues in territorial management"

    "You''re like a witch. So Yu-chan and I got married at work."

    "Of death and sorcery..."

    Mother who accepts naturally and father with a bitter running look.

    However, if you''re shown this, you can''t just not accept it. I was thinking about that when Yut was little, you had similar tools in the animation we saw together.

    "And then, I''m blind. Forgive me, because this eyelid compensates for my vision."

    "You don''t have to worry"

    Sure, its out-of-phase is surprising, but if you get an explanation, you''ll have to be convinced, and it doesn''t matter.

    And the meal produced by Alcia was really delicious.

    Delicious food and liquor melts the mind and smoothes the mouth.

    "So, what did Yu like about Mr. Arcia?

    "... you hear me? Is that what you''re asking me?

    "''Cause I don''t care"

    Will you stop the mother''s rampage if you don''t ask her rudely? I look at my father expecting that, but he doesn''t look me in the eye. I seem to be telling you to give up.

    "You want to stay with me and be relieved? You''re smart, so you think it''s fun to talk to me? So it''s fresh because it has different perspectives..."

    "I see. So, what about Mr. Alcia?

    "It''s just like him."

    "Shizuru!?"

    On the tabletop, besides the wines produced by Alcia, there was also a line of wines from Haruko''s Secret Reserve.

    With or without a label, one is obvious.

    But Arcia can''t seem to tell the difference, and for a moment, I''m confused.

    "Arcia hey...... Arcia. Which way?

    Yuut, who realized as a matter of course, naturally supported it.

    Seeing that, I totally lost my temper to say it anyway from Kizo.

    Valtrude, who was first introduced, was also a good daughter. We know very well that we like each other. Akane goes without saying. Alcia has an atmosphere like that of a couple who are already old.

    Socially, there will be a variety.

    In the light of common sense, it''s obviously weird.

    But what happens when you tear it down?

    If the person so desires, the parent provides support. That''s all.

    "Take care. Don''t make me cry."

    I just had to say that as a parent.

    "Huh..."

    After connecting and finishing my dinner with my parents and Alcia.

    We were going to stay in the house as it was, and Yut was taking a bath first.

    When you take a bath of water, your spirit relaxes at once.

    In the meantime, my parents seem to have admitted to me about Alcia, too. I''m happy with that first.

    Temporarily forget the worries, relax.

    So I didn''t realize.

    "Yut kun"

    "Huh? Ahhh!?"

    Beautiful shadow that opens the bathroom push door and comes inside without hesitation.

    I need to talk to you.

    A voice you can''t possibly hear on this occasion.

    Someone who shouldn''t be.

    A priestess who can only be described as beautiful, wrapped in a white naked bath towel. Yut''s fianc¨¦e. Important woman.

    Turning around, there was Arcia, who dyed her cheeks a little red.

 147 4. Confessions

    "You don''t have to panic. Because I don''t know what Yuto looks like."

    "No, you know what you''re dressed like here."

    "So is that."

    That''s what I said, and I gave him a laugh like I rolled the bell.

    "I''m hiding everything, except my hands and feet, so I''m not being seen."

    Damn it, Yut probably shakes his head.

    Rarely - rather than the first time I''ve seen it, Alcia with her hair up. The white noodles become swollen, not comparable, but I feel a hue that neither Valtrude nor Acorn have.

    Moreover, the design does not envisage adults entering in more than one, such as bathrooms in condominiums for sale. Alone with Alcia exposed to soft skin in such a place.

    (No, there''s a father and a mother outside. I have a father and a mother)

    Yes, it is best to manage to remain calm.

    "This is what lovers and couples are taught by Mr. Acorn."

    That''s what I said, wet the towel I brought in and draped the body soap over Yuut''s back.

    A firmer, more supple muscle feel than I imagined. Luminous skin. Large back.

    While I''m at it, bold.

    Arcia felt shame inside and her heart was pounding, but she didn''t change her complexion. Even if I changed it, I can''t afford to notice it over the mirror in Yut right now.

    I guess he has high emotions too.

    I find strange joy in the fact that it conveys even without engagement.

    Meanwhile, Yut was at the extreme of confusion.

    Reflectively, we conclude that we should leave or kick out. But some yuuts dispute that decision.

    I came in from the other side, I''m not bad.

    It''s not about good and evil. It''s a moral matter.

    But Zhu Yin agrees too, right?

    That''s why I have parents.

    Thoughts pile spirally, and as a result, yut is but remains.

    "Yut kun"

    "Ha, no?

    "I had a great day. Are you distracted, too?

    "Oh......"

    I notice when they say it.

    The depression I had yesterday was already gone. Precisely, I forgot, didn''t I? It''s not completely gone. Sometimes you''ll remember it by touching the fold.

    But it was already in the past.

    "But that''s not what I''m talking about."

    "... is that a story you can''t tell if it''s not here?

    Arcia did not answer immediately, moving the towel from back to shoulder and arm. Doing so brings them closer together and makes their voices and exhales closer.

    "Verga and what happened?

    "Become... Huh? How..."

    Simple sickle. A question that would normally have been plain deceitful.

    The spirit, which was cleared by repeated tensions and relaxation, could not resist it.

    "I get it. I''m not the only one, Val and Mr. Acorn, how much do you think I''m looking at you?

    When you''re told straight like that, you can''t say anything. Her face became red and her breathing disturbed, not because of the steam in the bathroom. Only the sound of the ventilator running in the bathroom can be heard, which also gradually gets farther away.

    I can''t deceive you anymore.

    With hesitation, Yut makes a confession to Arsia behind him.

    "Verga told me. I''m going back to the Brewers, but I was wondering if it would be nice to live on Earth with all of Val and Arcia."

    Why should Yut leave his parents and friends to go to another world? Are you trying to make a sacrifice?

    How is it established to abandon an excellent living environment and spend time in an inconvenient world?

    Because I''ve been worried, the words even came out.

    "Where it makes sense, you hate it. That woman fox..."

    At the same time as I am convinced of Yut''s entrustment, my hatred for the Empress springs.

    Totally bad in nature. It''s an honest theory, especially.

    "So, you were worried"

    "Well, that''s the place"

    As long as we know that, we can also guess what way Yut was worried.

    "Right...... There are as many reasons as there are for Mr. Sualum, for territorial management and for him to return. But it doesn''t mean that we absolutely need it when it comes to territory. In the first place, half of it is like being pushed. Besides, if it''s just Mr. Sualum, we might be able to call him here. Of course, it''s a premise that you have the means to go back."

    Words come out without precipitation as he kneels on the floor and washes Yut''s body.

    A boy called the Great Mage (Arch Mage) was flirting like a good one.

    "And if you can solve the problem of interpersonal godliness with God, you have no reason to go back"

    In a big place, though.

    Add that and stop your hand as if waiting for an answer.

    "But some people brought me from Li Kutua, and I''m about to do a lot of things..."

    "No one can tell you to leave your hometown and martyr on it until you abandon your parents. No, I won''t."

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    "Besides, if you think about Mr. Acorn, you''ll see what''s bothering you."

    "Zhu Yin doesn''t want to be an excuse"

    "Totally......"

    Stubborn.

    But what I prefer about it is that you, too, Ekubo?

    "In the first place, Yut. It''s not something you worry about alone."

    "... this is my problem."

    Somehow, I can tell you''re letting your mouth hang like a stubborn one. Thanks to years of dating.

    "Right. But it''s not just about Yut."

    "... that''s... yes. Sure, yeah."

    Even if Yut says he wants to live on Earth, I don''t know if everyone will accept it. I can''t believe I didn''t realize that was natural.

    "I''m an idiot..."

    "But we''ll all be together, actually."

    Perhaps, no, for sure, Verga would choose the same world as Yut. I didn''t confirm it, but I''m sure.

    Valtrude, Acorn and, of course, Arcia. And Jonah, too, can''t or doesn''t want to leave these two alone.

    In that case, Exile and Larsia will also only set this unknown world as a stage for new adventures.

    "Ha..."

    Guys, any place would do that pretty well. So I thought I could even live this way.

    But it''s not.

    For example, the same thing is true in another world, not on Earth, in the Land of Forgetfulness, where Elizabeth, Larsia''s nominal wife, is.

    Not where, with whom.

    And......

    "What. I don''t know what I want to do after all."

    I want to wear water and reflect on it.

    I know that''s not how I felt, but Arcia sprinkles hot water from my head.

    "I''m going to drop Verga. I have to settle my debts."

    "Honestly, I don''t really want to admit it..."

    "''Cause it''s okay. I know what it''s like to be on guard."

    It also sounded like a strength, but he was right.

    It was already the usual yut.

    "Good for you. Mr. Acorn said to break into the bath and push it off, but you didn''t have to."

    "... is that right?

    "''Cause, right? Even if I dress like this, Yuto won''t be happy."

    "Terrible."

    I didn''t mean to say it.

    But when I realized it, I was speaking out.

    "Yes...... is it?

    "''Cause if Alcia Xu presses me, that''s not..."

    I can''t say. I can''t be specific, but I can''t be happy.

    "It''s not Val or Mr. Acorn, it''s me?

    "No, self-assessment, how low..."

    Wouldn''t it be possible to let Jonah know how appealing her own appearance is with Mind Bond? I will seriously consider such measures in the middle of nowhere.

    "But I''m a late wife, aren''t I?

    "... Yes?

    What does it mean? I don''t know why.

    "No, no, no. Precisely. Two or three of mine, right? That''s why I''m late for my wife."

    For example, marriage is commonplace in teens during the Edo period. After twenty, it was treated as an increase in age, but I mean, I guess that''s what it is.

    "I''m so young when it''s the land of the earth... Marriage at Alcia Xu''s age and other levels that are too young and unusual"

    "Become..."

    Culture is different.

    I don''t know if that''s a good thing to do, but we''re sure we''re in a cultural shock to each other. As a result, Arcia''s spare mask peels off.

    "Actually, under this towel, I''m wearing a swimsuit that Acorn chose because I''m going swimming next time."

    "Oh, yeah."

    "Is Yut interested? Even me."

    "That''s it already"

    I didn''t mean to say it.

    But when I realized it, I was speaking out.

    "Oh, yeah... it is"

    Alcia''s face was stained brighter red than the apple she had earlier produced in the feast Divine Feast. The ingredients that are illuminated are bigger than shame.

    Besides, you''re supposed to think that Yut hasn''t noticed.

    She doesn''t know what kind of mirror Yut is looking at.

    "Wow, now I''m gonna be rude."

    Under the guise of calm whenever possible, Arcia leaves the bathroom behind.

    Yut dropped it off silently.

    Foam the shampoo solemnly as it is, rinse it off, and sink yourself into the tub.

    "Well, what..."

    After this, you sleep in the same room... I mean, it''s hard to meet before then. What is this? How did this happen?

    "Hey Verga...... ugh"

    Yut gets bored with new troubles. Besides, no one can help me this time.

    But it was also a really sweet problem.

 148 5. Tsarine

    Yut went up the stairs of the designated building and opened the heavy door in front of him without hesitation.

    If I''d been in the wrong place, I''d have been out of my mind. But my experience with the Brewers has eliminated such reluctance. I can''t tell if it''s a good thing, but this time it''s not an uninvited guest.

    Guided by the sound of a modest bell, he steps into the store.

    Calm lighting and chic interiors.

    Less than ten counter seats, some tables. Beyond the counter is decorated with various liquor bottles on one side of the wall. It''s a typical style bar.

    It''s still daytime now. Due to the fact that it is out of business hours, there is no appearance of a clerk.

    However, the mistress (Mistress) existed.

    "I''m here."

    Sitting somewhat on the deepest stool, little devil. Burning redheads show her passion, and dresses deeper than the darkness that covers her whole body express their nature in an endless way.

    Being the natural ruler, she was still the reigning one, no matter what she looked like.

    No, because I am young, that brings me to life vividly.

    Empress Verga enjoyed the same majesty and charm (charisma) in different worlds.

    "For my son-in-law''s sake, next to my concubine is empty."

    "It doesn''t just look like the next door is empty."

    Throwing those words, Yut honestly sits next to Verga.

    On the counter was a glass for two who prepared it. Before Verga, an amber vodka-based cocktail poured into a brilliant glass.

    Yut had a glass of iced tea placed, considering he was once a minor.

    I told him you two wanted to meet, and it was this bar that was designated. Was it arranged by the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), or was it even provoked by the evil demigod?

    If it''s the latter, it''s pretty modest for her. It''s a really good thing, Yut thinks.

    "At a time like this, do you think this person is booking a hotel after this?

    "I wonder if it''s too soon"

    You''re too disappointed, Yut laughed.

    To that uncontrolled smile, Verga seems surprised. Then I get a fun look on my face.

    "I think I may have broken my concubine''s curse."

    "Curse? Harassment, isn''t it?

    "For anyone you like, I want you to take care of it."

    "Normally annoying, that"

    "Really, maybe it was just annoying?

    "No, it''s been a good opportunity to look at myself..."

    Thanks to you, I''m not saying that it happened with Alcia... If they do the same thing, they''ll have to die. Socially.

    "So, what''s the conclusion?

    "I''m going home to the Brewers. I''m still in high school."

    "Hmm..."

    Not unexpected.

    At the same time, it was not out of expectation.

    Little Verga smiles bewildered in her outfit and mouths only one bite in the glass. I liked the Earth''s booze a lot, rather than a bad one.

    The graceful scent tickles the nostrils and the strong alcohol burns down the throat.

    Tsarine - Empress.

    It''s like a cocktail made for her.

    "Think about it, and I get it. Somewhere I should be. Besides, if you want to do something, you have to stay away from your parents. It''s bad for my parents, but that''s natural."

    "It''s blown out a lot."

    "Thanks to you."

    Ironically distorted her lips, she taunts the little Verga smiling gently next door. I knew I''d just be happy to do that, but I couldn''t help protesting.

    "Mostly, I wanted to go home because I missed my parents. Because I wanted to explain what happened to me."

    "So you think there''s no untrained now that it''s done?

    "I do."

    There''s no way.

    Because it''s where I was born and raised.

    "I think I could actually live this way. But I''ve lost a lot of freedom."

    The police asked me to turn my hand and see my friends as well.

    But it doesn''t change being a former missing person.

    Valtrude''s charm (charisma), Arsian beauty and alienation, Yona''s gray-haired red-eye, Exile giant, Larsia with different races.

    They can all be deceptive, but can be painful all the time.

    "So it''s good enough for Earth to come back once in a while."

    If you look back, this is all you have. Natural conclusion.

    If it''s a long way off, it makes me laugh bitterly.

    "Hmm. Well, the area would be the domain of that abominable great sage"

    Verga wielded his power in a land that was not his own print.

    Temporarily losing her power as a demigod at that price - which will soon recover - she has become less than ten years old as a toddler.

    I sent Koelirenato back, and now what am I going to do, and Vainamarinen grabbed her by the collar and dragged her around like that, pulling her away from the Yuts.

    Did you simply need the Empress''s power for various investigations? Or did you give me any consideration?

    I can''t thank you enough, but minus the usual annoyance, I still have savings left.

    "So long, son-in-law. It''s the wish of your concubine."

    "I''m not waiting."

    Send Koeli Renato, Mother of Nothingness, back to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth. To accomplish that difficult mission, Yut - although conditional - promised Verga that he would do anything, and attached cooperation.

    I''m not going to rebel, but I''m sure you wanted me to forget.

    "Race -"

    "Rejected"

    "I''m not saying I want..."

    "If I''d admitted it, you''d have let it go, wouldn''t you?

    "No way. Because I''m not happy to be told by my current body. But I''m sure the concubine doesn''t have a door to close against her son-in-law."

    "Which is it... No, I won''t admit to any outfit."

    "Maiden mind is a complicated and strange thing."

    I accidentally broke my lower back of the story, but it just sends me forward. Realizing that it has not contributed to solving the problem in any way, Yut again urges him to go ahead.

    "Would you like to build an empire in this world with your concubine?

    And I regretted it.

    "... you said I was going home to the Brewers, right?

    "I heard that. So, what''s the difference between that and this?

    "Exactly. Exactly... No, you can''t build a country in the first place."

    "You think I don''t mind lying if my concubine is the other person, not that diocesan knight (Paladin)?

    That''s not too bad.

    Yes, she smiles slutty as usual, even when she changes her appearance, and the Empress provokes Yut.

    "Sacrifice Alouds, an inverted arrow that my son-in-law is good at. I''m not gonna let you tell me that you can''t even reflect a bullet, or you''ve never thought about it."

    "... you can''t. Different power."

    "Sure, there''s something about the destructive power of weapons in this world that keeps an eye out. I really prefer concubines, not shields against spears, but other spears."

    Heh, laugh, keep it up, Verga continues.

    "So you think power has something to do with it before the spell? Would both be just flying tools?

    "I don''t want to try it."

    Yuut to darkly affirm Verga''s words.

    I wasn''t really willing to experiment, but I couldn''t even say I never thought about it.

    "Was there also" Defense Against Sword Spears (Weapon Immunity) "? The army of this world, which knows no proper magic, will conquer a deserted field."

    "Are you going to use the spell to get it in the nucleus or even to blackmail the world?

    Throw it away with the nuance that it''s impossible, but the Empress didn''t seem to think so.

    Smile gently to get my will.

    "This world is wide. It would be as good as a country ruled by a concubine."

    "Hard to deny..."

    "Whether you''re a concubine or a concubine, I''m confident you''ll win the election."

    "So is this..."

    Though ideas and actions are incompatible, Verga''s abilities are also acknowledged and highly valued by Yut.

    Knowing that, this demigod says:

    "If you''re next to your concubine, you might be able to direct this power in the right direction."

    and.

    "That sucks."

    "Don''t you like it? Well, it''s not a shame to make laws that recognize polygamy."

    "... I get it."

    "Ho."

    "This is all you have to do to play, tell me your real hope"

    "Right there."

    The young Verga laughs as she is spotted mischievous and unfortunately happy. Like a girl, like a poisonous woman.

    "Well, let''s hope the concubine has a date"

    "... a date?

    That''s all? I hung up and managed to stop at a critical point.

    Dating? Dating Verga?

    Problem. Big problem.

    "The place, yeah. I wonder if Folio-Farina is a good idea because of its neutrality. I''ll take care of the escort."

    "Wait. I didn''t know you''d accept it yet."

    "No? Huh?

    On top of everything else - in the present situation, I have to be - Yut is upset by Verga, who tells him to be sweet. And then, realizing it, the wolf gets even deeper.

    I grabbed Iced Tea''s glass with both hands, and by doing so I took my gaze off the young red-haired empress and forcefully switched my mind.

    Poke the unacceptable demands first, then present the original conditions.

    It''s stale, but that''s the way it goes.

    Besides, it''s cute compared to talking about a noisy world conquest. Of course, I guess you lose at the time you think you do.

    I''ll do the fudge eyes to the side.

    Returning from the slutty empress at a young age is a loving gaze.

    At a time when I''m troubled like this, I''m delighting.

    In the end, you lose when you make a debt.

    "Okay. Except it''s just a date. Nothing more."

    "Kufu. Come here and find out. Is that a forward gesture?

    "Chin."

    Who, the one who taught. Head, come out.

    To swallow those words, Yut sighed the glass.

    "Buha. It''s booze."

    "Ooh, ooh. The concubine was going to prepare an iced tea. Sure, say Long Island Iced Tea or something"

    I don''t use black tea at all, but it looks and tastes just like it. It was undoubtedly booze.

    "I don''t mind getting drunk, my son-in-law. I''ve booked a hotel room."

    "Are you serious..."

    He''s the one who can''t really be alarmed.

    In the meantime, I have to explain it to the Valtrudes.

    "It''s hard to leave, it''s hard again..."

    With that troubling yut in his dishes, Verga drank up Tsarine.

 149 6. Frenzy Stay Diary (Previous)

    "Heh. This is the sanctuary of rumors."

    "I feel a disgusting aura"

    "I don''t feel saints or demons..."

    Valtrude represents perplexity in the right but unreadable language to Larsia and Jonah, where tension rose as soon as he got off the microbus and took a glimpse of the streets.

    The shadows are still in the morning, but that''s the Brewers'' standard.

    A wave of people, like the one that is open in the city, flows unstoppably.

    "There are countless buildings that you can''t grasp in these eyelids."

    "Many people..."

    Folio-Farina, the largest city in the Brewers. Even Petra, who was born and raised in that big city, this crowd and the streets were astonishing.

    Slap her backwards like she was frightened, continuing and slapping her shoulder so that her real name coming off the bus would cheer her up.

    "No problem. Because I''m not dying."

    "Are there crowds to die for?!?"

    "I''m in trouble because it''s not there."

    "Compared to the battlefield in summer and winter, we''re not even in the crowd."

    Yut and Akane''s, a subtle word about whether it''s a follow up or not.

    As for the two of us, I''m not more worried about the last Exile coming out properly than that.

    "Mmmm."

    A rock giant (jarloot) trying to force his way through the entrance and exit by shrinking his hands and legs at the same time as his temper voice. It should be possible to get out because he let him in when riding, but it seems impossible to get the ship out of the bottleship.

    "Gummm...... ahhh"

    The giant was obliqued and forced into it so Exile could get out.

    "No, you did that sometimes in the dungeon,"

    "I don''t have a choice. I''m not human."

    Finally, Yut and his companions stepped down to Japan''s most famous electric district.

    This place was chosen because of Acorn''s amusing riding on Larsia and Yona''s strong hopes, but there are aspects to it that even as a yut, he was burdened and couldn''t be stopped.

    "That''s right. I told Verga I''d do anything, but nothing''s terrible to us. If we don''t feed the fish we catch, sashimi won''t taste good."

    "... come here, the bruises are up"

    "Terrible! But you can''t lose!

    "Don''t talk about rewards and all that nonsense. It''s me and Larsia."

    "Uzz."

    After such interaction - well, it''s a race to be made - it became an expedition to a place of hope.

    Yut deceives Valtrude, Arcia, Yona and Exile by using the Disguise spell.

    The Exile that just came out is a ruffle called a huge size buggy pants on a perfect t-shirt, but the outfit is nothing more than this. The spell hides the skin specific to the rock giant, so he manages to look like a general fighter.

    But the members are too chaotic and a mysterious group. I might as well have a small flag in my real name and really pretend to be a tourist.

    "Well, we''ll be sightseeing here till about noon."

    "Quite a force force, isn''t it?"

    By appointment, after this, you will travel by bus to tourist destinations by the sea. I''m supposed to stay there overnight. I threw a round at a travel agency named Hyun Chul Conference (Danishmend), so I don''t even grasp the details Yut.

    Well, it would be something you''re doing well.

    "Let''s stop by the bookstore first."

    Shortly after parking the bus, there was a bookstore on many floors like a tower.

    Acorns that are not always used, but are used every time they come, lead the way into the store.

    Today she sparingly exposes her smooth, long legs with a high-waist skirt, and the off-shoulder top is a bold outfit with her shoulders squeezed out. The pharmacopoeia on his left hand shines brightly with the engagement given to him by his childhood friend, the boy.

    However, the nasty was free of shards, and there was some kind of good outfit that was stylish.

    There are also Acorn''s own preferences, but he also intends to have chosen an outfit that Valtrude or Alcia cannot. Judging from Yut''s gaze and expression, that seemed to be a success.

    "Bookstore..."

    "Even if you can''t read the letters, it''s okay. Because there''s cartoons too."

    "Think of it as a textbook."

    "I hate that more and more..."

    Valtrude pairs a shorter length border pattern cardigan with slim denim. The bold iron (crystal iron) necklace is slightly floating, but I''m glad you''re still wearing it, even as a yurt.

    Whatever you wore, it''s natural to look good, but that''s why it never faded my emotion.

    The "Disguise" spell prevents other humans from seeing her like that. Yut wants to brag to the rest of the world. To both this planet and the Brewers, of course.

    "All right, Yona, I''m coming."

    "Okay."

    Meanwhile, Larsia, who is not wearing a "disguise," is just hiding her crooked ears with a larger hat. When I paired my short-sleeved hoodie with Jonah in an active outfit called Half Pants, she didn''t even look like a close sibling.

    "Wait a minute."

    Alcia, who recognizes Yona''s guardian herself, flicks a black long piece beneath her knees and chases troublemakers trying to get past the acorn and into the store.

    The sleeves are also long and I have a pretty heavy impression when paired with her dark hair, but thank goodness that Yut and I have been in the bath together since one of them seemed to withhold exposure.

    "They''re so noisy."

    "Master, are you selling books in all of this building?

    "That''s right. Put it in and you''ll see at a glance."

    Petra, wearing a staged teardrop skirt and bolero in white and flat pumps, is coordinated by Acorn for a lady-style.

    It''s not a mistake, because she''s actually a famous housemaid.

    "Wow, lots of books..."

    "Because it''s a bookstore"

    I just opened the store and I don''t have as many people.

    The ground floor seemed to be lined up with new issues and topical books, and Petra didn''t even know what the title was, even if she could read it, but she was overwhelmed by that type first.

    Entertainment novels, business-related, essays, how-to, and upbringing. Apart from the quality, it would also outweigh the library of the Vainamarinen School of Magic, a treasure trove of knowledge, in terms of type alone.

    "Master''s country is amazing..."

    "Well, there''s a difference between culture and stack."

    It''s hard to explain, so I didn''t have anything else to say.

    "I''m going to go upstairs and watch you go down."

    "Are you serious?"

    He came to the big bookstore a while back, and Acorn got tense, too. Larsia and Yona actively agree, rather than have any reason to disagree with it.

    If that happens, there''s no choice but to drag the whole thing down.

    "Military relations? I''ll stay here."

    Except for Exile, who said so and left on the way.

    The seventh floor Aimed at by Acorn is the floor where comics are central.

    Larsia moves quickly and quietly to find popular pieces that are flat loaded.

    "Look at this. The giant attacked me. What do we do?"

    "Bombing from above"

    "First of all, we should settle this in a discussion."

    It is a seemingly moderate Valtrude''s answer, but he says that if there is no room for negotiation, we will destroy it, so it is no different from Jonah, who declared a unilateral killing.

    "Rather, I feel stranger to be able to assume the existence of a giant as someone who seriously fights"

    "I don''t feel like losing to someone with a gut"

    "I can''t help it because I can win normally"

    At the end of Yuut''s gaze, shrugging his shoulders in remembrance of the giants and bone novals swept away in Mainz, was Alcia, nestled in a handheld rash.

    She broke it off naturally because she was blind and bought the amulet for Jonah and Larsia and got out, but from Yut, that''s a little lonely.

    "I''m sorry, Mr. Arcia."

    "I don''t know why you''re apologizing."

    In tranquillity itself, Arcia answers. But only that I didn''t turn my face to Yut was different than usual.

    Wearing a black long piece, she floats from her surroundings in both good and bad ways.

    But it looks good as a yut, so no problem.

    However, when I told him the truth, it was difficult for him to distance himself again.

    "Uh. Well, take your time. Exactly, there won''t be any Braille books or anything. Unless this is the library..."

    In the first place, it''s not something you can read without studying.

    "Braille?"

    "For the blind, like this, denotes the letter in the bump"

    "Well."

    Is there such a thing? Is such a thing popular?

    Rarely does Arcia expose surprises to beings she never imagined.

    "I''d like to bring back just the materials."

    "Right."

    "Ah. It''s me, of course I''ll prepare you"

    Rather than as I gave up, I took notes on the tablet so that my real name, which I was totally accustomed to, could meet my demands. Indeed, the assistant role is attached to the board.

    She tried to come in uniform by saying, "Because it''s work," naturally the acorn couldn''t have allowed it, and she was in a fashion that aimed to merge sporty and girly named Circular Skirt into a football uniform-style shirt.

    Acorn says the point is that they''re letting you wear heels, not sneakers.

    For now, it looked good with my real name ponytail.

    Seeing it this way, the women are generally like acorn dressing dolls.

    (To my real name, I have to thank you for something. Do you want a magic gift? But what to make......)

    Yut thinks so, watching his true name turn an emerald-colored tablet into a vine bag.

    He hadn''t realized yet that it would be a hassle later because he would do this.

    After leaving the bookstore, I decided to move in the direction of the station.

    Go under the guard with one hand through a used computer parts store and turn right around the area where the vending machines are dense. From the front of the station, the shop that runs DUTY-FREE for electric mass retailers and foreign tourists leads sideways onto the central street.

    "Will this make us tax-free, too?

    "If you think calmly, you''re an illegal immigrant except for me, Zhuyin and my real name."

    "No matter how, I can''t forcibly repatriate you or anything. And I haven''t moved, so I haven''t even entered the country."

    "The bigger the debt, the stronger the borrower."

    Continue straight down the sidewalk, near the specialty shop for electrical decorations, turning right as Akane came up with. I just went as far as I could, but apparently I wanted to take you to a figure store ahead of me.

    "Dolls, full"

    "Isn''t that bad for Yona''s education?

    "You''re gonna be okay. It''s not that weird."

    "Mr. Acorn, is that okay...?

    However, this is also part of Japan''s - biased - culture.

    Larsia also looked around at the figures displayed more intriguingly than the original.

    The other guests in the store may have been a little uncomfortable when the beautiful girl entered the store.

    "Hey, Yut. I was talking about armor and other things that haven''t been used in hundreds of years, but isn''t this girl wearing it"

    "Because it''s fiction. Because it''s not real."

    At the tip of the pointing, there is a finished figure in which the character of the knight of a beautiful girl poses to wave her sword.

    Alongside Valtrude, a fantasy, it felt kind of strange.

    "Hmm. But even so, this armor won''t protect your thighs, your neck, or your head. What do you mean?"

    "See, maybe because the field of magic protects that part, instead there''s an easy-to-move thumbing..."

    "Then it doesn''t have to be heavy armor"

    "Because it''s stylish! Why do I have to defend myself?"

    "In my place?

    "It''s not silly to work hard for Zhu Yan, but I''d like to make it more decent anyway"

    Did you take off your state of excitement after looking around somewhat, this time a line that calmly begins the ordinance?

    Even so, only Larsia, Yona and Akane are trying to buy it.

    "Wait, why are you even buying Zhuyin?"

    "When you welcome one, you keep getting more and more..."

    What kind of excuse is that?

    A sophisticated girl with brown hair buys a figure.

    As chaos, Yut even had a headache, but he had no choice but to reopen it.

    That''s not why, but if you take it back in an infinitely stored bag, you take some of the items you see to the cashier, and your real name pays by card.

    I have to interest and return what I got rebuilt later.

    Yut thinks of the contents of an infinitely stored bag and swears to his heart as he chooses what is likely to come at a price.

    "When I tried to get the price, they looked weird..."

    "Isn''t this my idea?

    "It''s a decent price. It''s not that kind of culture."

    This reaction, neither did Yut anticipate.

    Lightly, exhale that I''m glad I didn''t mention that we all live together on Earth or something.

    For such a yuut, Arcia was sending a smile.

    "But now I accept it for granted, but that car is amazing."

    "But it kind of sucks"

    Leave the store and go to the boulevard again.

    Look at the flock of cars going out and Larsia and Yona, who are at the forefront, share that sentiment.

    "I don''t feel that way, but if you''re not used to it, maybe you are"

    "But it''s definitely convenient."

    "It sounds like a tough way to build the road... but the economic and technological power of this country that has done that is an awesome word. There''s no spell."

    "But it''s also important to move soldiers. Seeing this, I know the roots that Yut built the carriage railroad."

    Yut smiles back bitterly, not exaggerating like that to Exile who makes you feel intelligent unexpectedly.

    "Wow. Also, I got paper. Pretty precious, huh?"

    "No, because it''s just a flyer"

    "Why are you dressed like Acorn or Ren?

    Promoting Made Coffee, a specialty.

    That would be rare or irrelevant anymore, but the words of the Albino girl contained information that would not be overheard.

    "Why is that where Len comes out?

    "Didn''t I tell you? I hired Ren as a temporary maid."

    "That''s what I did..."

    "Totally. What are you doing to my sister''s apprentice?"

    I''ve got another reason why I should go home. I can''t be happier.

    Not to be so detailed, but evil emotions were conveyed and Alcia secretly laughed at one person.

 150 7. Frenzy Stay Diary (Medium)

    The rented out microbus had left the electric district and was on the highway for the sea.

    After about two hours of sightseeing, we were to move to our next destination because "one blow away. I''ll finish my errands in the morning and go home," depends on Acorn''s theory.

    After a long time, I didn''t know what Larsia, who liked lewdness, would do, so I had no reason to disagree with her as a yurt either.

    "You''ll be there in an hour or so."

    My real name, which is scheduling, nods secretly and satisfactorily. There is also sporty fashion and an atmosphere of women managers in the athletic department.

    "Faster than a carriage, more traffic, no need to give it a rest. After all, this automobile is amazing."

    "If there''s no gas, I''ll pack it."

    "Without leaves and water, horses can''t run either"

    To Exile''s best point, Yut honestly admitted to losing.

    "I don''t know what you''re talking about, but it''s convenient anyway."

    Various and resistant Valtrudes as adventurers are also traveling at speeds of nearly 100 km/h for the first time.

    Plus, the vibrations - compared to carriages, etc. - don''t feel that much either. Seating is cushioned, air conditioning and comfortable.

    "Teleportation is faster."

    "Yona, you don''t have to fight there."

    He strokes the head of the girl in Albino, pointing her mouth next door, and Alcia knocks her down and puts her head on her knees. Smiling like a Mercy Mother.

    "Mr. Alcia, I think you''ve softened your expression a little bit."

    "With all due respect, I agree"

    Acorn points out, Petra agrees modestly.

    However, the acorn also included an excuse that it would be perfect if we could now face Yut directly from the front.

    "Really? Alcia''s always been sweet."

    "Val doesn''t know if he''s blunt or sharp."

    "I don''t know either, but I just know that Sempai doesn''t have the muscles to tell me."

    "... I don''t know what that curse means"

    "Hey, I think I''m appropriate."

    If you look around, you don''t have Yut''s side.

    It is common for Larsia to turn to her enemies, but honestly, it was a shock that she was eagerly nodded down to Exile.

    "Oh, isn''t it time to see the ocean?

    "Deceived. sloppy."

    "You''re an adult!

    "Ji"

    When I couldn''t resist Jonah''s novel pointers and gaze, and started thinking about opening it up for a treat and getting in the mood, I got a cheer from no one.

    At the end of the windowsill, I saw a blue, shining sea in the distance of the view.

    In the Brewers, everyone should have seen it many times, but the oceans of the other worlds still seemed different.

    "Come on, Egg. Shall we go swimming together?"

    "Hmm. I can only swim on my own."

    "Wait. You haven''t dressed the women yet."

    The men who finished installing beach parasols and leisure seats at the sea - precisely, the sandy beaches of deserted islands - were about to enter the sea using the privilege of finishing dressing first.

    This island was brought down from a microbus in one port and switched to a leisure boat.

    There are facilities for staff benefits and meetings on the island owned by the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    I don''t know if that''s what happened, but it''s got a seawater bath and a coast that can do it, and it''s a rent-out for the Yuts today.

    For this reason, I haven''t even called back the "Disguise Guys" spell.

    "What are you talking about? Almost dressed to show Yut, but it doesn''t make sense to have us around."

    "That''s right. What are we gonna do?"

    "I don''t think so. Nah. And you don''t have to do anything. Normal."

    The voice of dissent, long but weak.

    Exile, on the other hand, is camouflaged cropped cargo pants, and Larsia is a navy blue half-pant-type swimsuit, willing to enter the sea.

    "Well, wait. Both of you. Let''s start with a good prep exercise. Stretch and run on the beach"

    "It''s a bad time for forebears."

    "Thank you for waiting."

    While doing so, the women finished dressing and appeared all together.

    "Oh, wow."

    Yut looks back and unexpectedly loses his words to the sight that spreads in front of him. In the meantime, my two best friends and warrior friends have gone into the ocean, but I can''t afford to care.

    "Yu, yut. Don''t look too"

    "Even if they say so..."

    Dyeing his cheeks and dropping his gaze, Valtrude had Parker over his shoulder. So the whole story isn''t obvious, but it looks like a bikini type.

    No, more than that, Yut is going to appreciate the season of summer just because he was shyly seen wrapping around the hoodie''s hem.

    "Come on. That''s all you can hide. Yona."

    "Raj."

    With the two staring at each other, Acorn and Jonah worked together to remove their jackets from the Diocese Knight (Paladin) who stepped down onto the sandy beach.

    "Ugh...... This is going to be too much exposure."

    "It''s too late to put it on."

    "There was nothing else."

    Surprised to know - or should I say, it was a bikini type bathing suit.

    The top and bottom are aligned in pink and the tops are very cute with frills in three steps. Of course Yut is sure Valtrude is cuter, but it''s this.

    The ribbon next to the bottoms is impressive, too.

    What I''m decorating with frills also means covering modest swells, which I wouldn''t have to bother to say.

    "Brave man, what do you say?

    "I''m glad to hear it"

    "Mm-hmm. Honest and good."

    It was a satisfying acorn, but she''s also a somewhat thoughtful outfit.

    It''s a black one-piece type swimsuit, but the chest is slashed to a crisp V-shape, exposing some of the boldly rich breasts to sunlight and gaze.

    "Phew."

    "Won proud..."

    "So it''s my loss?

    "No, it was the peasants who won..."

    We all saw it together while it was canned, the dialogue in the old movie was unconscious. I don''t know why, but that''s the thing.

    A shadow approaching Yuut where such reason has become endangered and attention has become diffuse.

    Jonah jumps, twists and climbs and forces her shoulder car as usual as she throws the hoodie she took from Valtrude.

    The Albino girl''s swimsuit is tiered one-piece type, more frilly and more colorful than the Valtrude bikini.

    That depicts a beautiful contrast with white Yona''s skin until pathologically.

    However, it is not visible from the Yut at the heart because it is shoulder-borne.

    "Yut, Fujitsu"

    "Come on. Right, right. I''m fine. I''m back to sanity."

    "What are you talking about, brave man? I''m still leaving Mr. Alcia. You know what this means?

    "I''m fine..."

    Alcia, who had hidden her body in a parka, like Valtrude, moves under a shitty and beach parasol, but not an acorn that allows it.

    "Alcia, it''s bad luck."

    "Until Val"

    "I would have sworn then. He said we''d be together when he died."

    "If you''re embarrassed to death, I think you can run away..."

    The betrayal of a childhood friend is no greater than the feelings and gaze of anticipation from his fianc¨¦e, the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    After exhaling heavily, Arcia took off her white jacket herself.

    White skin usually hidden in the coat. My hands and feet were exposed to Yut that day.

    Covering its busty chest is a barrel shaped bandeau type top with no shoulder straps. Light yellow bikinis emphasize there so much that they don''t like it.

    (Under the bath towel, was it oh...)

    The lower body is hidden in the paleo, but that''s not bad again.

    My heart strikes an early bell at the unknown appearance of a woman close to me. My cheeks are getting hot due to factors other than the summer sun.

    "Ugh. My master..."

    "Did Mr. Petra want to go that side, too?

    "Confident..."

    Petra''s limbs, which are smart and enviable from same-sex perspectives, are also compared to acorns and alusia. No, comparing it to before the actual thing also seems dubious.

    For that reason, Petra and her real name, who came slightly late, dress rather adultly.

    Swimsuit for fitness, not for leisure, but a slightly cute floral design instead, which I also admitted acorns.

    It is also possible that he recommended a seriously cute swimsuit and calmed down that there was no need to increase his competitors.

    My real name seems to have learned how to control acorns as soon as possible. If Yut found out about that fact, he would have impressed that he was a junior he could really count on.

    "Yut, Fujitsu"

    "Ugh. Yeah. They all look great. Then it''s time to go into the ocean. We don''t have much time."

    "How about that..."

    "Yut......"

    "Yut..."

    I hate to be made explicit, but I don''t like being flushed like that any more.

    The grassland race (Magner) sees Niyaniya from the sea as Yut flirts with such a maiden heart.

    "Oh, maybe I should have shot" Fireball "into Yut with a magic wand at this time?

    "Stop it, we''re gonna get involved in this other than Yut."

    Thanks to the Rock Giant (Jarloot), Yut spared the explosion.

    "Hmm. Rather, the waves are pretty funny"

    "I forgot, full of Val''s physical elite..."

    Brewers has excellent swimming experience in rivers and springs because they have no sea bathing habits.

    As a result, Yut had lectured on basic swimming methods, but he had mastered both crawling and breaststroke lightly.

    Yuut, a former football club, is not inferior in physical ability from an average. But naturally, there was an upper one, and there was a man close at its apex.

    "Okay. One thing, let''s see how far we can go"

    Back in the shallow waters, Valtrude turns his back on Yut and sees him offshore. Swimsuit decorated with frills and back with nothing to cover. Just in hindsight, enough.

    No, after all, that''s not true.

    Let''s see if we can get to that ship.

    Just a little, just leave.

    Nonetheless, I can''t help but want to retain Valtrude as he walks away. Because no one had seen me, and I might have seen it on my face.

    "... be careful"

    Tired of playing with the water, Exile had decided to get involved in fishing and had his Pleasure Boat taken offshore.

    That rock giant would be able to catch even kaziki tuna on his own, but unfortunately, he doesn''t seem to be around here.

    Aiming for the ship, Yut''s fianc¨¦e swims out. A form where elegance, reminiscent of a mermaid princess, and strength, like a swimmer, live together.

    But I can''t just drop you off forever.

    Return your heels and travel back to the sandy beach to the acorn where you can sleep under the parasol.

    "Val, who was obsessed with swimming and temporarily forgot to be ashamed, also thinks that''s... or something, right?

    "I don''t think so, but I lose my mind in Zhu Yan, who explained to Val and the others who aren''t in the habit of wearing swimsuits and even coordinating"

    "It''s okay. Because I like doing it."

    That''s what I''m gonna say. I''m gonna pomp and stroke Acorn''s head pointing up his gaze.

    Exile is on the ship, Valtrude is a long swim. Jonah and Arcia were playing at the waves, and their real names were natural goodness of care, dating Petra''s practice that they couldn''t swim.

    I don''t see Larsia, but she''s never going to be seen.

    "Yeah. Okay, okay. But if you do this besides us, it''s a crime, right?

    "I can''t do this."

    Acorn nods if you know what I mean, and changes his expression to something serious.

    "So, did you solve Yut''s problem?

    "Didn''t Alcia tell you?

    Yuto told me you''d talk to him yourself.

    "Uh-huh."

    To be honest, I''m embarrassed to explain it now. But it seemed to worry me, and I couldn''t possibly not tell you.

    "From Verga, he said he wouldn''t mind living on Earth without going back to the Brewers. Why is it so obvious to go back?"

    "Oh, I see. It does make sense... that''s pretty bad."

    Acorn throws up and throws up as she fixes her swimsuit with her fingers in her chest.

    "I gave you the right answer, I''m going back to the Brewers."

    "Yeah. So?

    "You''re coming with me."

    "It''s not natural. If you tell me to stay..."

    "Were you hit?

    "I was kissing you."

    "Don''t worry a little"

    That''s how they laughed at each other.

    "Well, I''ve made sure you''re curious, and I think I''ll swim too."

    "Me too..."

    "The brave man, leave a message here. Yona, now play with me."

    Without Yut saying whether or not, Acorn ran out and rushed to Jonah by the water. At that time, I spoke two or three words with Alcia, and she comes here to replace me.

    "Sorry to bother you."

    "Yes, sir"

    Naturally, the exposure is higher now than it was then when I hid it in the bath towel. What do you mean, a bikini where Alcia accentuates her breasts? I want to compliment Acorn.

    Still, is it more relaxing to deal with now than when we were alone with those two, because of the creation of spiritual leeway?

    "I''m sorry, I''m kind of aware..."

    "This way, I think I''ve made some reckless remarks"

    Two people bow their heads together in swimsuits.

    It''s too strange a sight.

    I guess they both noticed that. At the same time face up and smile bitterly.

    "Somehow, are you saying that I was imprisoned by preconceived notions of defencelessness? I mean, whatever you''re trying to say, I''m ready."

    "I can''t even say that it was decided when I proposed."

    Relations with Alcia may have been a little too hasty.

    But I was finally able to align its footprints. In a way, it cannot be said that it is thanks to Verga.

    (Never, I wouldn''t say thank you)

    "So it''s okay to look at me sexually"

    "No, I get carried away when they say that..."

    But neither can we assume that permission has been given.

    "But I have Larsia now, so no more."

    "Larsia?"

    Did you find out?

    In front of Yut, the sand rises.

    That, of course, is a metaphor, and there is no way that an inorganic object could stand up. Simply said he was diving into the sand and spying on this one.

    "What are you doing..."

    "That''s our line. I''ve been waiting for you to make fun of me if I make a mess of you, so why are you just talking serious? Are you going to choke me to death?"

    "For now, it''s a felony, isn''t it, at a time when you''re hiding only visible in a crimson eyelid?

    "Run."

    "Wait."

    A species of meadow that runs away like a shedding. I rushed to chase him, but in an instant I lost my temper why I had to imitate him like a couple chasing him on the beach with Larsia.

    "For now, let''s play normally"

    On second thought, I dated Valtrude''s swimming practice. Others are not in the ocean.

    "Alcia, let''s go."

    "... with pleasure"

    Arcia, who took Yut''s hand and stood up, joins Jonah and Akane.

    To some extent, he also added Petra, who remembered to swim, and enjoyed a sea bath for about an hour as it was.

    Incidentally, there was also the preparation of the classic watermelon split, but it became another way to cheer up because the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) girl precisely positioned and twofold no matter how much she lost her sense of equilibrium.

    When the sun is tilting, it''s time to move to an accommodation in the middle of the island.

    As I was throwing my bags into an infinite storage bag, my real name reminded me.

    "The accommodation also has a hot spring. It''s an open-air bath."

    "Hot Springs......"

    Whose reaction was that?

    It may have been yut, and it doesn''t seem like yut was the only one.

    The summer vacation was already over in the public, but this trip, it''s not over yet.

 151 8. Frenzy Stay Diary (after)

    "No. I''m gonna stain my sunburned body."

    "Totally..."

    "Can''t you guys be a little more alien..."

    Yut accidentally complained of the sight of a meadow species (Magner) and a rock giant (Jarloot) immersed in an open-air bath in a rented out state.

    I''m honestly glad you like the hot springs, but at the same time, the thought of whether it''s good or not doesn''t go away.

    Even more so because it blends in too much, such as an exile with a towel on its head.

    "Big baths are good"

    "Larsian standards are a big deal. And this is what happened to Falve''s fortress."

    "No, no, no, no. I mean, it''s nice to look out at the ocean like this."

    "You even talk about flair..."

    Unexpectedly, I looked up at the twilight sky. The back of my head hits a stone hot tub, but I don''t care.

    Time between day and night narrows. The gradual setting of the sun into the sea was undoubtedly flavorful, as Larsia put it.

    I just can''t get over the anxiety that you''re about to have a serious impact on the fantasy world.

    "Yut, why don''t you build a facility like this over there anyway?

    "Exile, that''s good"

    "Hot springs don''t come out when you dig the ground around them, do they?

    "If you want to do it, let me check around the mountains and find out where it''s springing up"

    "That''s the chief."

    "Even Larsia is the leader of an evil organization."

    That''s what Yut points out, worried about his slightly tingling skin.

    But it was surprising that he was willing to ride all the way to Exile. Sure, it feels so good that I might accidentally fall asleep...

    "That too? Then let''s let the seaside do it even though we''re young."

    "Too much riding"

    "No, look, I found out at Bold Iron Castle, Crystal Iron Castle, that entertainment would be gold."

    "If it sounds like an idle bird, you can make it just for us"

    Forced by two large and small men who are likely to embark on it, Yut also changes his mind. If you''re going to say this so far, it could be accepted by the Brewers as well.

    Hot springs in the fantasy world.

    "Sounds interesting."

    Besides, compared to the feeling of this hot water, which is likely to melt away everything from fatigue, it seems trivial to me to worry about how culture is, etc.

    "Oops, looks like Yut''s mastery is about to start."

    "Let''s start by digging the hot springs, but at the same time we''ll look for the source in human sea tactics, and see if there''s any spells that might be available. In this way, I think I''m good at nature worshippers (Druids), but I don''t have connections, so should I rely on handouts?"

    Wipe your face with the towel you had on your head, then sink yourself deep into the water to relax your body. Now, just keep moving your thoughts.

    "Assuming the hot springs are out, but as a matter of priority, let''s lay down a carriage railroad that far to ensure logistics. And shall we make it a city anyway? It''s a city that offers relaxation. Of course, that''s the only thing that makes it difficult to get people to come, so I guess we should offer some rare food and... entertainment like a casino. Is it good to emphasize Yuji? I wonder if Alcia needs your help."

    "Casino system is my specialty."

    "Sound management. Later you are...... In order to promote comfort travel, it is also good to propose employee travel, in-town travel and subsidize them, or let them go on school trips."

    "I don''t know about the second half, but I knew Yut was naughty"

    "Rude."

    I''m just trying to mobilize the financial resources to propagate them forcefully.

    "You smell like money."

    "Wouldn''t it be better if we could call customers from places like Wang Du or Folio-Farina with gold"

    "I wish I had a place to rest..."

    I feel like a subtle temperature difference has arisen, but I shall not think deeply about it.

    "I mean, Yut''s good to go home, right?

    "... oh. I was a little lost. I mean, you noticed."

    "I ask the other way around, were you going to hide it?

    Sudden change of subject. I managed to respond calmly, but in embarrassment, I wanted to dive into the hot springs.

    I won''t do it because it''s a violation of manners, but I accidentally turned my face away.

    "Well, I could have been either way. Elizabeth won''t be able to follow us to this world."

    "I can tell you."

    "Well, you can try."

    "Larsia, just sit down"

    Control the excited meadow race rose in an open-air bath, causing the rock giant to grab his shoulder and sit down.

    "I mean, isn''t it time for Dr. Larsia to find someone of the same meadow race or something? I don''t want that law to feel like I made it for myself, and the world doesn''t feel right."

    "Or I''ll be serious when I get home. Look at that!

    "I hope it works..."

    When men''s water was getting nori like the boys on school trips, women''s water was something that might be better.

    "Uh-huh. Hot springs are good, after all."

    As the acorn stretches out all the way in the open bath, the chest protrudes with it and the slightly cloudy water is accentuated creating ripples and shaking.

    With that sight in sight, Valtrude and Petra both drop their gaze at the chest at the same time, the two of them eye to eye, and are greatly discouraged. Reality, etc., I should have known better.

    Something that makes you want to turn away, even if you know it. Again, it was real.

    Though his real name is disguised as a wind he doesn''t care about, his gaze is slightly daunting.

    "Hmm? What are you doing?

    "What from me..."

    Join the group of those who have. Instead, Arcia, at its top, did it with an ambiguous smile. Having raised her long dark hair and revealed her nagging, she just feels the color fragrance on her face like that.

    A beautiful woman, both male and female, who can''t help but draw attention. That did not change whether it was an out-of-phase wearing a crimson eyelid.

    In particular, two spheres that nailed Yut''s gaze and consciousness floated in the water, with white skin eyelids in contrast to the surrounding area, which was only slightly tanned.

    "Ah. Well, brave men don''t really care about that, do they?

    "That''s what happens."

    With an infinite future, Jonah uttered a discouraging word in her true face. Until just now, I don''t think he was mad at me for trying to swim.

    "''Cause we''re going to be over Alcia in ten years"

    "Occasionally, it seems that Yona''s positivity is blinding."

    Valtrude said he was genuinely impressed and let the water slip into dull white skin.

    Lighted by the setting sun, the beauty of a goddess is sparingly exposed.

    "I wonder why I''m here..."

    From Petra''s point of view, Valtrude is on the side of being able to hold it again.

    Even if it doesn''t look like a whole thread. No, that''s why her beauty shines even brighter. So much so that the great artists of the past sincerely regret that they died without ever meeting Valtrude.

    The limb strikes through the brain at a glance, letting reason melt and just feeling happy.

    "That''s right. From what I can tell, Val is more irregular."

    "No one lives by the law and common sense more than I do."

    Existence itself. Existence.

    "To be honest, I agree"

    "Until Mana!?"

    "If you earn a lot, you have a lot of taxes. That''s what it is."

    Alcia''s, most likely, but still unsatisfactory follow-up from the person. Still, I admit that I do not accept my disadvantages. Not even that fuzzy side of it shoots much out of your mind, so Acorn''s word that existence is against the rule was unfounded either.

    "Besides, Mr. Alcia and Petra aren''t in good style. I guess I should be an adventurer for beauty too..."

    "I wasn''t doing it for beauty,"

    "Well, even Mr. Acorn is out of dirt. I''m good with makeup. Compared to that, how wild I am..."

    Born and raised in Folio-Farina, the largest city in the Brewers, Petra boasted that her fashion sense was quite good, although she was not so interested.

    But acorns based on the culture of the planet are far above.

    "Next time, I''m going to sell clothes like they wore me today, because I''m going to sell them over there. You''ll be able to lead the way with this experience."

    "Is that true?

    "Yeah. I''ll turn it around first."

    "I''ll buy them all"

    Arcia laughs bitterly at Petra for her subtle appearance as a courtesan.

    "But it''s Arcia who''s seen as a woman by Yut, isn''t it?

    "Oh, I don''t think so..."

    Because you were, in a way, alarmed? I show blatant agitation at allegations from my childhood friend, the girl.

    "The outfit was just unusual, wasn''t it?

    "Since I went to say hello to my uncle and my aunt the other day, I think the air has changed."

    "Alcia, sloppy"

    Unstoppable pursuit, Arcia turns away. As he dressed, he had spoken bold words that would not be inquisitive.

    "Though it''s the last seat, because it''s one of my fianc¨¦es. Well, isn''t that natural, in a way?

    "Ooh. I''ll do it, Mr. Arcia."

    "Yeah. I''m glad Arcia''s positive. And there''s no such thing as order."

    Without sacrificing the reopening of Alcia, the two Fateful Communities, rather, bless.

    "Guys, you''re close."

    It was unexpected, my real name says.

    It lacks delicacy, but it can also be said after deciding that it is okay to come up with a topic like this.

    "I thought it might be something more giddy, such as Harlem"

    "If it''s the master''s inclusiveness, of course."

    All parties inclined themselves to Petra''s opinion, but the answer to the genuine name question is simple.

    "I''m like Val''s extra."

    "It''s like we broke in between Val and the brave man."

    Soaking in a slightly cloudy hot spring, the two say that openly.

    When that happens, it is narrowed down to one to hold the key.

    The gaze of his true name and Petra gathered to the Virgin of Helenonia.

    "Both Alcia and Acorn are dear companions. There''s no way you can do that, such as jutting with someone like that."

    "Is that what it is"

    "And..."

    I said, reddening my skin without any signs that I could stain it even in the summer sun, looking down as if talking into the water.

    "Yut says I''m the best. That''s enough."

    I realize how embarrassing I have spoken to everyone''s impressionable voice.

    Valtrude sank his face halfway into the hot spring as he uttered unspoken words in his mouth.

 152 9. End of vacation

    "Now, do you mind if I say you two sleep in bed?

    The meal was over - it was a barbecue - and then all he had to do was sleep, and Yut, back in the room, asked the two of them, dressed in yukata and listening to the music in the corner of the room.

    "Hmm? What?

    "No, you two use the bed, right?

    Even when it comes to the facilities of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), the rooms are not so different from those of a typical hotel.

    The three Yuutos were assigned a room with a western bedroom and a Japanese room, called the Wayang Room.

    It''s a few steps inferior to the suite I''ve been using in the sense of luxury, but there''s nothing wrong with them for having a long adventurer life. Rather, it''s as easy as it sounds spiritually.

    However, it is indescribably tasteful to see the grassland race (Magner) and the rock giant (Jarloot) using mobile music players.

    "What are you asking, both of you?"

    "What. I''m not sure."

    "But don''t let this song resonate with your soul"

    I approach the two of you who say that while removing the earphones, and I wonder if you''re even listening to the lock, and I insert that into my ear that I removed.

    "This is..."

    It was a song. Besides, for God''s sake. Where did you get it and where did you find out? In the first place, when was there also a question of cellular music player, and that blew it all up?

    Just in case, I''ll ask for Larsia''s share, but it was the same.

    "I don''t know, it feels like future music."

    "I can only understand the meaning of the lyrics."

    Speaking of music in the Brewers, court music or bard (bird) songs close to classics. Plus, about a song just about Nori and Rhythm to be played at the Harvest Festival.

    If that''s the environment, maybe even the opera sounds edgy.

    "Well, if you like it..."

    "So, what do you want?

    "Oh...... I''ll sleep in the Japanese-style room, so you two can use that bed."

    "Shit. I want to try sleeping on the floor."

    "I like it"

    "I''d like this one too."

    "Even the old man?

    Larsia would have seen something scary and rare, but Exile seems to have a good reason. With that in mind, Yut asks the Rock Titans what''s going on.

    "Hmm? It would be too small for my body"

    "... Indeed"

    Apparently, he had it specially prepared, and even Exile had a yukata that he could manage to wear, but he couldn''t get to bed.

    "Maybe I can force you to stick your bed together."

    "Then it would be quicker to lay just a few futons"

    "I see."

    "So the only bedroom is Yut. I don''t care if you bring someone in."

    Larsia laughs like a prankster.

    Caught and Yut laughs too.

    The two of us, pointing fingers and laughing at each other.

    Yut slapped Larsia in the head silently.

    "Hit."

    "You deserve it."

    "I''m sorry about Larsia."

    You just didn''t think you could overlook it, Exile whispers Larsia.

    "There''s no way Yut would do that"

    "Yes, they do."

    "Don''t make me come, you just have to go from me."

    "Oh, my God."

    "What''s this, this hospitable feeling?"

    Is it also a strange sense of emancipation on the trip? Nori is lighter than usual.

    "Well, a couple deserves it. We''re about to be born."

    "Oh, yeah. Congratulations on that."

    "Pick it up. Now the tribe is safe."

    So the confession, too, was about to be overheard for a moment.

    "Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep!?"

    "What the heck?!?"

    "You have a loud voice."

    "Old man, are you serious?

    "What? That''s my first ear. It''s new information."

    "I hope you want Sualum soon."

    "That''s right..."

    I know it''s natural, if you ask me, but I''m still suddenly surprised. When that wave pulls, the suspicion that it was my problem that kept me quiet until now brings me to my head.

    No, so I guess you''re right.

    "Well, congratulations. In the meantime, we need to celebrate something when we get back."

    "Congratulations, but what if Elizabeth finds out..."

    "Sorry, Larsia. Give it up there."

    The Yuts, who took off from a temporary panic, utter their blessings, but their cheeks are still hot because of the weird buzz.

    "A little, I''m coming out"

    Let''s hit the night breeze.

    Instead, let''s be a little more calm.

    "You can sleep first."

    That said, Yut left his two best friends and left the room.

    "Was it a failure to go outside..."

    Yut, out on the beach, was quick to regret it. No, the moment I got out of the building, I already had regrets.

    Even after August on the calendar, there is no indication that the summer heat will ever subside. At night, more steam and heat scrapes his strength as he twists. It could have been the wind, but I can''t expect that either. Only the sound of the waves and the scent of the sea will soothe the heat.

    Now I couldn''t afford to feel the sadness and so much more of no one on such a thriving sandy beach during the day.

    In the end, air-conditioned indoors are the best.

    I came to the conclusion that I had no such body or lid, and I was just putting on a grid that I didn''t care that I couldn''t go back as soon as I got out -

    "Yut."

    In the summer sea, I met a goddess in a yukata.

    "Val, that''s an odd encounter."

    There is no such thing as a philosophy. It''s everywhere in the inn, a yukata painted in blue on white with a pattern of plants.

    Nonetheless, I can''t turn away anymore just because Valtrude wore it.

    A slight peek, a nod, a delicate hand, a wax.

    The haircut, stopped with a pin with a shortcut raised, had succeeded in adding the usual pure and noble impression of her, as well as a scented fragrance.

    "Mm-hmm. Acorn started a makeup course, so he ran away"

    "You won''t get away with it"

    "That being said, ''A man tells me I don''t have to wear makeup, but I can''t do that. But I can use as much time and effort to create beauty as I would use makeup to suit that preference. And there''s someone here who''s totally neat and perfectly cute,'' and so on, there''s more to being uncomfortable with."

    I don''t seem angry, but I sympathize with that treatment... I guess it''s because I don''t understand how hard it is for girls.

    "No, it took a while to get ready when our mother went out. Is that what this is about?"

    "I said I didn''t do anything."

    "So I wonder what"

    With that talk, they both walk on the beach with them.

    Because I thought about sitting in this outfit, not because I wanted to date BGM for the sound of the waves - it should.

    The distance between the two approaches from time to time and leaves unexpectedly.

    Repeating that, but I didn''t try to go home.

    "No, are you okay in your yukata? Doesn''t it hurt?

    "Slightly unreasonable, but no problem"

    Mysterious as the moon on the water, Valtrude is where it reaches if you reach for it though. Besides, I''m the only one who can get it to me.

    She doesn''t belong to anyone.

    Even though I know it, my appetite for exclusivity is satisfied. It was difficult to resist that feeling of superiority.

    "Speaking of which, they''re going to have a baby at Exile''s old man''s"

    "Is that true!?"

    "I just heard it from him"

    Surprisingly, Valtrude stops unexpectedly. After about two steps ahead, Yut also stopped walking and looked back.

    "Being silent is creepy... But right..."

    I guess I have a lot to think about. And he lifted up his temple, and looked up at the night sky, and meditated with emotion.

    "Next, we...?

    "Oh, oh..."

    Thanks, I often worship Valtrude and Arusian posterior dust in this regard. Difference between the environment in Brewers and Japan. That being said, until then, but I guess we shouldn''t think about it in Japanese common sense forever.

    (Me, too, gotta hold on)

    Though so determined, there were concerns.

    But first we have to go home.

    "... I was thinking the same thing."

    Smile happily, the most important person in Yut''s world skips on the beach and reduces the distance between the two at once.

    "Are you sure?

    Did Arcia or Acorn tell you? Or did you get to the answer yourself?

    Ask Yut''s concerns again.

    "I''ve already made up my mind. I''ll live in the Brewers."

    "Right..."

    Turn your back on Yut, I assure you, and respond with a fine voice.

    "Yut. I''m happy."

    Look back and put so much joy into words. But the expression was stiff and it was going to make me cry now.

    "I''m so glad Yut chose me, us, our world."

    "Of course not. Val''s never gonna get sick."

    "But, Yut. What can I do?

    "Val......"

    "What can I do to Yut, who has made me abandon my normal way of life?

    Yut is tempted by Valtrude''s impending confession.

    But that''s for a moment.

    He smiled and spinned his words like he enveloped her in earnest.

    "Then make me happy."

    "Yut......?

    "Don''t regret that I chose the Brewers over Earth. Make me happy so I can choose."

    Valtrude laughed.

    She looked like she was about to cry, but laughed happily.

    "Tell me instead, because I''ll make Val happy, too"

    Put honest feelings into words.

    "Yut...... ugh"

    No more words were needed.

    The moonlight illuminates them both.

    The sound of the waves bless both of us.

    Shadows overlap in one.

    "You got the story together."

    A loud voice that sounds suddenly.

    Two people who leave like they''ve been played all the time.

    Looking in the direction in which his voice spoke, an old man with a harsh bald head was standing on the stairs descending to the beach with his beard.

    "Mr. Jii!?"

    "Vainamarinen!?"

    Great wise man, guardian of wisdom. And a young, deserted old man.

    Stop why you are here, not only Valtrude, but even Yut''s thoughts. The shame of being seen was also blowing away somewhere.

    "Bring that white lady to the eagle room"

    "Mr. Jii''s room?

    "What, you didn''t know!

    "What?

    Yut listened back whichever way he shouted at Vainamarinen.

    We''re staying in the same place.

    "I didn''t ask you!

    "You just heard. I''m going back to the Brewers. I''ll do the math."

    So he discards unilaterally, and the Great Sage returns his heel.

    Yut crushes as he stunnedly drops off his hindsight - now he realizes it, but he looks like a yukata.

    "Summer break is over."

    If you want to play, as much as you want. That''s what I would have been able to do the whole time.

    But Yut was laughing.

    Vacation ends.

    But it''s about to start.

 153 1. The Great Mages Plan (Previous)

    The Great Sage Vainamarinen talks about the means of the Brewers'' return.

    Shortly after receiving that proclamation, Yut has been very busy.

    First of all, I mean, I''m in the same facility, but I haven''t heard anything about the room number.

    "What a wise man. I wish I were dead."

    "For those of us who didn''t ask, there will be a downfall"

    The rare role of Valtrude in deceiving Yut, who is now embarrassed. But that yut is messing up about me. Happily decided.

    We can''t look around without tips. At the same time as retrieving Jonah - she already seemed sleepy - I also confirmed to her real name, but she was surprised the other way around.

    Eventually, Yut sends a Message to Vainamarinen in a Scroll to get it done.

    I also explained the situation to my colleagues, and for now, the three of them, Yut, Valtrude and Jonah, were to go to the Great Sage. Yut thinks, Valtrude decides.

    They''ve always done that.

    "Mr. Jii, let''s go."

    Soft light of hotel specific fluorescent lights. Unique air.

    Feeling it, Yuut turns an unlocked door knob.

    There are two slippers on Sanwa soil (seared) that aren''t that big. Remove the slipper appropriately with Jonah on her back and Valtrude organizes it before going up.

    Inside, "Is this what you do to empower women... Don''t do it for me," he said.

    "You sound like a parent or a child."

    "For our kids, it''s a big deal."

    "That it''s our child!?"

    When entering a room, only the unexpected Cathedral Knight (Paladin) wolves at the light mouth that is exchanged. But I realized who was in the back of the room and the mode switched immediately. At the same time, I regret that I do not have the Devine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword, at hand, but I am not going to pull a step back.

    The Great Sage, who looked at it funny, rinsed the green tea all the way with a mean smile.

    "Mr. Jii, you''re too familiar"

    As for the one person on the spot, Yut was half-anticipated, so he won''t say anything to stand out. Whatever you say, because it''s only a grudge.

    "Well, sit around it"

    A typical inn room, composed of Japanese rooms.

    On a disappointing Japanese-style table, seats. Vaina marinen in yukata, forming at the corner of it. It had a Yakuza familiar look and style.

    "Seekers of Knowledge, it is only natural to follow them when they enter the land"

    "Can the seeker of that knowledge tell a proper lie..."

    Yuut''s gaze was poured onto the luggage overlaid in the corner of the room as he sat Jonah on his back in his seat.

    Black, famous electric mass retailer paper bag. It''s deposited. I don''t know what''s in it, but it doesn''t look good to check.

    Rather than that, I''m sure waiting to be touched on this matter that you''re putting something out there that you just need to keep in an infinitely stored bag.

    (Kids)

    Though I think, I only did about my age, such as the difference between this old man and his children.

    If you''re at the window, including the other one, it''ll be enough to prove it.

    "So I guess it explains why Verga is here?

    "Can''t you get along?"

    The words didn''t look as hurt, and I laugh in the back of my throat when the little empress who was at the window comes.

    Its appearance of sitting on a wide-edged chair and leaning whiskey was exactly the piercing fit to call a ruler.

    "If you''re going to stand in my way, I can''t forgive you."

    "You think this form of concubine is adequate with a round waist? You want to give it a try?

    A cathedral knight in a yukata and a demigod dressed in his usual pitch-black dress, but looking like a child, flicker.

    But anyway, this situation was too tight for the two of them to cross spears.

    "Nemei......"

    "Mr. Jii, you''re also involved with Verga in this story, aren''t you?

    "Otherwise, I can''t call you"

    "Val, let''s just talk"

    "... ok. Behind you."

    "It''s the same here."

    Around one man, two incompatible people compete. Around Larsia said, "No. You''re going to end up in the middle of a man''s luxury," but from the party''s point of view, it didn''t happen.

    "I can''t keep my promise to my son-in-law if I don''t go back. Until then, let''s call it a truce."

    "... you should still decide on a female male right now"

    "There, because I''ll explain it right. After that, stop Mr. Jii."

    "Although it would be rust coming out of the kid''s body. Don''t push me."

    Heh, Vainamarinen laughs like he burns rather than lets go.

    "Nero!"

    "Ah. I can''t argue for Jonah anymore. Let''s get this over with."

    He sits in his seat and sees the Cathedral Knight and the Evil demigod in turn.

    So, we both got a spear.

    Verga does not move from the wide-edged chair, and Valtrude lowers his back to the seat to block between Yut and the Empress.

    "Was my son-in-law a child troublemaker?"

    "Yut is child-friendly."

    "But I didn''t know you had any suspicions about your current concubine for that matter... I can''t solve it."

    "Jii, please..."

    After a delightful look at Yuut in trouble, the great sage Vainamarinen opened his mouth largely.

    "First of all, you do. Now this world called Earth is unstable but stable"

    "Low altitude flight? Better than before?

    "Both of them. The influx of monsters from the Brewers has almost stopped. Meanwhile, the shaking of dimensional boundaries, which should have been impenetrable, still shows no sign of recovery"

    For starters, it seems to be from the findings while Yut was resting.

    It''s also the information I wanted to know, and Yut listens enthusiastically.

    On the other hand, Valtrude is unknown what he intends to hear but to what extent he can understand, and Jonah was already about to travel to the world of her dreams.

    While holding such an albino girl, Yut confirms.

    "Is the partial Narrowing caused by the manifestation of Mother Innocence the cause?

    "I could say it is, or it could be irrelevant."

    "Which way?"

    "The biggest factor is that world travel has been repeated over and over again."

    Yut first, then Akane.

    Yut and Valtrude then moved in "Interstella Walker, the One Who Shoots the Stars" and the invasion of Koelirenato to a halt.

    The same is true of frequency, but at the end of the day it is extremely large. Indeed, it is no surprise that it caused an anomaly.

    The embankment prevented flooding.

    But the embankment has not yet been repaired.

    I wonder if that''s the place to hit.

    "So should we repair that dimensional boundary and the dot?

    In yukata, no agara.

    Valtrude says as he cares about the hem for the unfamiliar way to sit.

    "Then you will not be able to return"

    "Mmm."

    Thus was he cut off from the evil demigod, and the Holy Virgin of Helenonia snorted. Even that look is beautiful, but not if you''re praising it now.

    "Sure, Verga''s right."

    "Until Yut..."

    "The correctness of the words and the speaker is irrelevant"

    "You''re right, you can''t be an exchanger without a measure of what you can say."

    "It shouldn''t be such an exaggeration, but with objection, Kin..."

    He took his gaze off Verga, who was wide-edged, young and had a lewd smile, and asked the Great Sage of Yukata, who was more present than anyone else.

    "So what are we gonna do? Is that something we can restore after we get back to the Brewers?

    "You should be able to. But the eagle thinks of another hand"

    Let me guess.

    Yes, the great sage who rocks his beard and laughs.

    It''s the bellies that are being tried, but I''m more sorry to be fooled for answering that I don''t know here.

    While I totally fell asleep with Jonah''s hair - I decided not to notice my fianc¨¦e staring at it like a child glued to the show window - and proceeded with her thinking.

    Once I forget the means of reality.

    What you should think about is that old man''s intentions.

    "Apart from being unable to do so, it remains somewhat unstable, stabilizing it. In other words, make it accessible only to those who know and can use special methods and equipment"

    Use thoughts as words as you can think of and without retention.

    Complete disconnection is not Yut''s intention. And that''s the same for Vainamarinen. That''s also evident from that stacked appliance - probably the computer and its related equipment.

    On the other hand, unlimited exchanges should also come off the intentions of the Great Sage.

    I was uncomfortable with European colonial undertakings during the Great Voyages, and I should feel that today''s massive interaction between the planet and the Brewers is more of a disadvantage.

    "The ideal is the extent to which we and Mr. Jii can use it personally. From the earthly side, there are enough officials from the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) to come with our approval. Is this the place?

    "Fair enough."

    Vainamarinen gave the pass score.

    Perhaps we are also talking about the Hyun-chul meeting.

    "Something is wrong with my concubine, but it''s not good for me."

    "Naturally."

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, staring at her, now turns the other way round.

    But the fact that Verga needs her strength, even when she looks like a young girl, more than she is here. There''s no way I''m asking for unconditional cooperation.

    "Say what. There are two different worlds, it''s better to mix them together."

    Nitrous smoke, bullets and magic collide, and the bodies of people, subhumans and monsters overlap. Blood and mud cover everything, science and fantasy mingle together.

    A world of Reiki chaos.

    "I imagine it''s wonderful."

    I don''t understand.

    Never, two incompatible people.

    It was the great sage Vainamarinen, who in a sense was the culprit, who stopped the feud.

    "I would have promised to meet the lad there."

    "Ah, see you!?"

    "Don''t know anything..."

    "What is that? Now, for one date, you want me to accept this, too?

    "At that time, I''ll leave you with no tail or surveillance of the countess or the ladies with the eye bands there."

    "Jizzyyyyyy"

    Secretly, the plan I was thinking about to persuade the Valtrudes. Lightly crushed it, Yut screams unexpectedly. Jonah on her knees was frightened and twitched.

    "Ho, ho, ho"

    The red-haired empress laughs at the slut happily.

    "I don''t know what I''m going to do, but I''m going to take it on that condition."

    "As soon as I get back, I''m done. No, but then to faith..."

    I got a spider''s nest over a bottomless swamp.

    With such a sense of despair in mind, we cannot crawl out without other conditions that we can present.

    "For now, let''s just say that''s good."

    "Not good, but keep talking."

    "I''ll make it easy for the countess lady there to see. I intend to place an administrator to keep this dimensional boundary convenient for me and the others."

    "Admin...?

    Is there such a convenient existence?

    Valtrude naturally doesn''t even know Yut.

    "Kid, no, you know everyone here."

    "... No way"

    "Again."

    With that tip, you two realize.

    "Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash. I''ll take that as a janitor."

    The Great Sage of Yukata declared so.

 154 2. The Great Mages Plan (after)

    "That won''t be possible!

    "Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash as Administrator of the World"

    To that word, it was Valtrude who reacted first. Naturally, they crossed spears with the all-knowing dragons themselves, and Yut drove them to death.

    Moreover, it completely vanished after touching the spiral of despair (Reliouria). Even in Alcia, we can''t resuscitate them.

    "Looking for another dimensional dragon to work with... doesn''t that mean?

    Yut is well aware of that too.

    You won''t get it wrong, but you can''t help but see another possibility.

    "I don''t know where the other Dimensional Dragons are either. I''m sure you can find it."

    "Will it take too long if I have to persuade you?"

    I don''t know how long to keep dimensional boundaries either. It can''t be much longer than having an element of uncertainty.

    "If you''re a kid, you''ll see what I''m up to. Whatever, the culprit (...)."

    It''s a hassle, ask that way.

    That''s what you say, big wise man, grabbing a tea contract pancake.

    Arrogant and irresponsible, but I don''t remember wonder and discomfort. Human virtue, I guess not.

    "What do you say, Yut?

    It''s quite an interesting mystery.

    On earth, gaze was poured out of the symbols of good and evil.

    That''s all I feel pressured about, but I have trouble being seen.

    "Even if they say so, I don''t know..."

    An unscrupulous demand to keep standing. I don''t remember doing anything, even though they said he was the culprit.

    Yut was caressing Jonah''s white hair unconsciously and sleeping easily. Is shampoo or rinse good? Or did Acorn do something? Smooth as silk thread, comfortable to touch.

    (Wait, Yona...)

    My hand stops caressing unexpectedly.

    A voice of dissatisfaction resumes leaking from Jonah''s little lips, but consciousness was elsewhere.

    (Why do you need Yona? What are you gonna make me do?

    Which psychic powers should I use? Like Energy Burst, a simple psychic is a good substitute for whatever it takes.

    (When that happens...... No, wait a minute. Dimensional dragon (...)?)

    There was no logical muscle path. At least, Yut himself is unconscious. However, various knowledge is integrated to form one flash.

    That was what they called a survey.

    "Going in the past?

    Flying.

    But this is the only answer.

    Something about being spared from falling?

    "Spicy Grading"

    Behind words, the two great magicians (Arch Mage) smile at people''s evil looks.

    "It''s not like I''m going to fly into the past with that sleeping white lady''s Rewind."

    "Right. You can''t do that. Is that the subtraction?"

    Apparently, you''ve reached an answer on the wrong assumption. The result can only be described as Aurai.

    "Mm-hmm. Time and space deviation. Use it."

    "Off...... I mean, time goes differently over here and over there. Isn''t that how it was originally related..."

    When that happens, the culprit will certainly be himself.

    Unexpectedly, Yut becomes convinced. At the same time, he reflected deeply on the fact that he did not care at all, even though he had received significant information from Acorn.

    Well, I couldn''t even look into it.

    "My first metastasis. On that basis, there is a deviation between a year and a half and less than two years. I mean, if we don''t fix the factors that are causing that deviation, or get caught up in that deviation, it will be a subjective past ahead of us back to the Brewers......?

    "Exactly. Therefore, Dal-Lukash is alive"

    But at that point, it should already be a mad all-knowing dragon. I guess we need Jonah''s power as a means of doing something about it.

    One Virgin is carrying a question mark over her head beside Yut, who so advances her thinking.

    "... what do you mean?

    Valtrude tilts his neck and still makes his head work trying to keep up with the two stories, but he doesn''t understand them at all.

    "You''re going to have Dal-Lukash move the world in the time before he dies, somehow get it back to sanity, and then you''re going to have to do something about the dimensional boundaries."

    "Can you really do that?

    "Well. But if these two can have a son-in-law, then so be it."

    "Of course."

    "But, Mr. Jii,"

    Past alterations, albeit limited.

    Isn''t there some disadvantage or recoil? Yut feels so anxious, but Valtrude leans his neck again.

    "When you pulled Prince Alsace back from the vampire, there was nothing there."

    "... is that true too? So much so that Prince Alsace has more black history."

    That was an unfortunate incident, Yut meditated. Larsia and Exile are the ones who stabbed the stop, so while I make excuses in my chest that I''m not bad.

    "Just think about it like this"

    Vainamarinen chews up the next pancake lavishly, swallows it and then opens his mouth again to talk.

    "There are two worlds that have been almost uninvolved before. Their accidental contact resulted in something like a vortex in between. It has the effect of sometimes interfering and keeping away"

    "We got caught up in that vortex, so there was a shift in time when we came and went. I mean, if we move the world so it doesn''t happen, we can run into a living Dal-Lukash."

    It''s an image, an analogy story. The reality is different.

    But it was also magic that mattered for the image.

    "I see. You don''t need the help of a concubine for that transfer."

    From the broad edge, the slutty voice of the leading empress sounds.

    "My Interstella Walker, the one who shoots at the stars, is hard. Do you want to open the Gate?

    It feels like a tube thrusting through a vortex, and Yut conveys the image by gesturing.

    "Hmm. Well, first of all, if the concubine is to recover, it''s hard."

    "By the way, how do we get it back?

    "Yes, my son-in-law''s mouth."

    "I guess it''s a lie anyway!?"

    "Kufu. It''s not worth the tease."

    A Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who threatens the Empress, like a loyal dog who protects his owner. Naturally, we can''t get along, but we can''t talk about it.

    "But why don''t you say it''s true?

    "Become"

    Defeat the cancer and the seat and Valtrude rises. With that sound and vibration, Jonah, who was asleep, raised her voice in a grumpy manner.

    "I won''t allow it. Unforgivable, but in case that happens, we''ll overwrite it."

    "Yes."

    Jonah, who was asleep, should be asleep, utters a bedtime statement at the perfect time. Plus, raise your hand.

    "You''re not awake, are you?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    No reply. But you kind of look like you''re laughing.

    You shouldn''t pursue it. Now.

    "In the meantime, Verga. How long is it gonna take you to do this?

    "Caged in Natsuo, Mother of Impersonation, we''ll figure it out in a week"

    "That''s a long way back in the math..."

    "What an imperfect thing. You want me to keep you in a cage without even seeing such an interesting world?

    "Hopefully..."

    As a matter of fact, I was dragged by Vainamarinen to accompany the survey of dimensional boundaries, so I couldn''t regain my power early.

    Anyway, the time limit was set.

    "You don''t mind if I leave that calculation to Mr. Jii and Verga?

    "I''m gonna do that. Instead -"

    "I know. I''ll figure out how to get the mad All-Knowing Dragon Dal-Lukash back to the Dimensional Dragon."

    First, we need you to keep that all-knowing dragon sane for a short time. This must be accompanied by literature that does not exist in the Brewers and must be freed from all knowledge, even temporarily.

    There is still a problem.

    Dal-Lukash, who called himself all-knowing.

    The dragon gave up, we must succeed in our attempt to restore it to sanity.

    The key lies in Jonah''s psychic powers.

    And it''s also a way that the all-knowing dragon could not have known.

    But that won''t be a problem.

    Yut, Vainamarinen, Verga.

    These three can only come together to return from Earth.

    That''s because it''s a separate world event that Dal-Lukash doesn''t know about.

    "I don''t know, it seems like a huge challenge?

    "Totally."

    Yut to respond to that, but there is no place for sadness.

    I even laughed.

    "Do you already have an idea?

    Surprise, reliability and.

    Emotions that cannot normally be remembered at the same time cross her chest.

    "Oh. I''ve got an idea how to turn an all-knowing dragon into a dimensional dragon."

    "Is that true? In such a short time?

    "I had an idea. Dal-Lukash denied it to me, but I couldn''t run it."

    "That''s Yut."

    Valtrude was heartily impressed, adding that it was ¡°our¡± yut.

    That''s the same for Verga.

    "Your son-in-law''s conspiracy is alive and well."

    I hope it''s not off-target.

    "Trust a little bit, jizzy"

    "If it''s Shiratora, I won''t mix it with this story. So, I guess you''re confident, huh?

    "Come on, we have to try."

    It''s not that I''m unwilling, but I don''t feel like it.

    Recirculate only in nature.

    "I need you to get ready for my real name for a second, but you''ve been wondering about me since I was over there. So, I guess I can."

    Yut, pale undertook.

 155 3. Return moment

    The land, which had not set foot in a long time, was still full of disastrous and evil spirits.

    Winds are raw and warm. To be clearer, it''s disgusting, carrying resentful groans from nowhere. The earth is firm and cold, rejecting the warmth of life.

    The lights of the building, once visible in the distance, were blocked by walls and no light reached, and the outside world was covered in darkness, despite the day.

    Due to the manifestation of the senseless mother-in-law, Koeli Renato, the space has been turned into a Naruto.

    Forsaken land that can''t stand its insanity and the world has renounced.

    "Come on, this."

    At its center stood an annular stone (stone circle).

    Each one assembles boulders that are larger and thicker than the Exile, and the outer edge is arranged with a set of stones shaped like a birdhouse. inner circumference where a number of stones even larger than that are lined up to form a circle ring.

    If they say they''ve been transferring from England, they''re going to believe it. Although I would never want to hear it because I would be scared if it were affirmed.

    "I mean, you''ve been preparing for this for a long time."

    "It''s boneless, but it''s magnificent on a scale so far."

    A high school uniform, on a robe that shows you to be a white good sorcerer. The usual outfit - in other words, tell Yuut in combat clothes, as Verga admired him.

    Now she was, as declared, back where she was. Glossy, slutty, and beautiful.

    The distance between the two was so close that the closer they reached, and so far away that it was never fulfilled.

    "Disposable. You don''t have to worry about what you look like."

    Whilst creating so many ritual sites, Vainamarinen denied recycling head-on.

    But there are also reasons why I had to make it a consumable.

    A vortex of space-time lying on the dimensional boundary between the Brewers and the Earth. The image presented by Yut, of creating a tubular path to pierce it.

    Even though it''s just difficult to connect two worlds that rely on a completely different universe, it just doesn''t make sense to move.

    For this reason, Vainamarinen prepared a huge ritual focal point that also uses the evil spirits obsessed with this Nara.

    Gather your magic, open the gates, and Verga will make your way.

    So, this occasion will turn into an exorcised realm where no magic exists. Therefore, it is used only once. There are also a limited number of people who can travel together.

    "That''s the opposite of my" Interstella Walker, the One Who Shoots the Stars. "I really understand why Jii didn''t let me out right now."

    If it''s just the exterior, there''s no wonder it''s designated a World Heritage Site right now. In front of the boulder building, Yut utters words of smudge and reflection.

    I''m going broke because I try to do it all. Split it up, get help, get ready to prioritize and cut it off.

    I guess that''s what the Great Sage wanted to say when he showed me that spell scroll (scroll). Totally true, all I get is a bitter laugh.

    "I don''t know, but Yut grabs the money right away, and he tries to do everything himself, because people are rough for it. It''s hard to take care of you."

    Such a dialogue was uttered as the Albino girl crawled up Yut''s back. Of course, I can even feel a certain sense of purpose, not pioneering.

    Except for the said one, it''s a really smiling sight.

    "Mm-hmm. Kid''s a fruit payer."

    "Deny it from the bottom of my heart."

    "It''s, Muli"

    "I don''t care. Come and say goodbye."

    "... it''s not like we''re breaking up."

    Both parents have broken up. Of course, Colo too. Especially parting from my dog was a severed thought, but I can''t even take him with me.

    For this reason, what Vainamarinen calls a farewell is to his usual companions.

    This time, it was decided to go in very small numbers due to the constraints of the dimensional gate (gate).

    Only Yut, Yona, Vainamarinen and Verga go to the Brewers. Nor will I take Valtrude, where Yut puts his absolute trust.

    With Jonah on her back, she walks over to the girls who came to see her off.

    Thank you, Master.

    "Oh. I''m sorry you got involved."

    "That''s not true!

    Rock Ashblond''s sidetail and Petra denies it, as she panicked.

    At first, she couldn''t wipe her discomfort with "Why, I am among this member¡­" but she also felt that her life on Earth had allowed her to get along with acorns and her real name and have precious days.

    "Your real name bothered you."

    "True."

    Clearly affirm and stare at Yut with sharp eyes.

    But he immediately soothed his expression and changed his poor lips to the shape of a smile.

    "There was a lot, but it was fun. Though common sense has slightly collapsed. It''s not the kind of dialogue that people say in places where they laugh at common sense."

    "Yeah. Sorry about everything."

    It''s kind of a headless relationship, but this isn''t bad either. Sounds like a compass that shows us common sense that we lose sight of every once in a while.

    "Brave man, you look so evil."

    Yes, if I was a little bit neat, I''d get an unwillful allegation from a childhood friend.

    "I didn''t. So I''m just gonna go."

    "It''s light. Don''t you have any more?

    "It''s nothing serious."

    "Well, acorns. Yut will be well protected."

    "Yeah. Don''t worry if Jonah''s around."

    "My credibility is less than or equal to Yona..."

    However, I am sure that Yona''s presence made me feel lighter.

    So Valtrude and I could also face each other with our normal hearts.

    "Yut......"

    "Val......"

    There is no word between us.

    The week leading up to here. The first thing that only Yut and Jonah will return to is that we have all discussed and decided over and over again.

    Still, Valtrude is equipped with a shield integrated with a caged hand in his magical silver (Mithral) armor, with the exorcism sword Divine Subjugator on his back.

    If something unforeseen happens to you, you can always take your place.

    "Well, I''m just gonna go"

    "Oh. We''ll be waiting."

    With a transparent smile, Valtrude sends Yuut out.

    In contrast, Arcia looks worried.

    "Yut, really..."

    "When you look like that, you''re in trouble."

    Let''s scratch our heads - it hardened with Jonah out of the way and her hands halfway up.

    In the meantime, keep Yona off her back.

    I never thought Arcia would react like this.

    Maybe she''s getting weaker these days.

    But I''m sure that''s a good thing.

    "Alcia."

    "Huh?"

    Yut took his lips by calling his name, only his name, as if to strike an unexpected. Soft, sweet, lips you''ll ever want to touch.

    painstakingly stop at contact for just a moment and leave as if nothing had happened.

    Surprisingly, Arcia solidified.

    "Next up, Alcia."

    "Already...... I don''t know."

    Turn your back and insist that you go anywhere. But it''s clear to everyone that you''re just shy and not angry.

    "Yut, Nice"

    Jonah standing beside me also praised me, so it shouldn''t be a problem. Most of the time, he climbed his back again, and he didn''t have the courage to see Valtrude or Acorn''s face.

    Exile on that Larsia is just eye to eye and hand to hand. Larsia and I just had a height problem and accidentally lost balance in the palms being struck down by Exile''s powers.

    "I think it would have been easier to talk normally"

    Leaving such a blur, Yut returns his heel.

    Originally, he kept Jonah on his back, so he couldn''t be serial.

    "Heroes, prefer color. My son-in-law is right in the world."

    "Neither."

    "Well, Yut is a Harlem."

    "I don''t have an ally."

    Jonah even betrayed me - as an Albino girl, I just say it''s more convenient because the color preference expands her chances - but even though it''s a little fuzzy, Yut starts moving to the center of the stone circle.

    Already, Vainamarinen had crushed a number of gems to paint a magical formation of complex literature and was preparing to launch that magical formation using precious materials such as the mythical dragon''s dermis and scrolls (scrolls) ashed with such scrolls as Moment Move (Teleport).

    The remaining success or failure rests on Verga''s shoulders.

    "I''m fine, my son-in-law. Look at the concubine like that. Did you want to push me down?

    "Who do you think I am?"

    I don''t care if you''re a concubine at all times.

    "Stop whenever you want. I''m not worried about you."

    "Ho. It is true that it is the belly of a cheap woman."

    "That''s not what I meant."

    Even though I''m in denial, Jonah''s pounding me on the head. But I spoiled and accepted that I wasn''t talking about doing it in front of the child.

    Okay, here we go.

    Without considering this state, Vainamarinen protrudes his sword into the center of the magic formation.

    At the same time, he was attacked by the feeling that his body would be drawn there.

    Magic is gathered from the surroundings. No, it is taken more forcefully and swirled, stirred, refined and gathered to the center in a group of stones like a birdhouse on the outer edge.

    "Awake"

    At the same time the Great Sage pulled out the Devil''s Sword, a red-haired demigod activated the secret (Sacramento) as if he had gathered himself in darkness.

    Wake up.

    Dimensional gates created doors to different worlds.

    In a literal sense.

    A huge gate about 10 meters. At its apex there was a golden crown shining and a half-moon shaped mouth with long slit eyes in the area that hit the door.

    Surprise also comes from the Valtrudes watching them travel behind their backs.

    Its eyes are closed with humility instead of unbreakable hips, and its mouth, which can be swallowed whole even in Exile, opens tightly.

    "Your orders, My Empress"

    "To the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash. Penetrate the dimensional vortex and step on the correct timeline."

    The evil demigod chose to cross the world to activate the secret of traveling the world using the dimensional gates - it was not.

    She created the Dimension Gate itself as a magical creature.

    Because she is Verga.

    Disposable. Despite being a limited life created just for this world move, the magical creature of this nameless gate was faithful to the Creator.

    "Yes, sir."

    A gentleman''s voice that doesn''t look good on you.

    At the same time as it emits it, the door opens wide.

    So, Verga took the limit.

    When her luscious limbs are wrapped in light, it gradually becomes smaller and takes on the appearance of a toddler. If that''s all, he looks familiar to Yut in a way.

    But it was unexpected that he was about to fall out of balance.

    Reflectively Yut tries to cuddle, Jonah jumping off her back propagates her back.

    "Get out of my way."

    "You should be able to stand on your own"

    "Shit."

    A white and red toddler hits each other in the eye.

    I just pray not to be a witch.

    "Coming."

    With no interest or connection to such sheathing, the Great Sage begins to walk around the gate.

    "I don''t know what it is. Move with me."

    Yut, who is being taught the importance of collective action in compulsory education, put his hand on Vainamarinen''s shoulder to stop, while at the same time inviting the two remaining men by hand.

    "Shall I ride on the back of my son-in-law too?"

    "Don''t let go"

    Hi, lack of seriousness.

    (In a way, as usual)

    With that sentiment, the four of them crept through the gate at the same time.

    Vision is colored rainbow.

    A moment of intoxication.

    Nothing more.

    Rather, the more moderate than the usual Momentary Travel (Teleport).

    A vast underground cavity. A space where a whole football stadium is likely to fit in.

    The residence of Dal-Lukash, which suppresses instantaneous movement.

    "..." where Obelisk exists, the Yuts appeared.

 156 4. Dimensional Dragon, Again

    "Dal-Lukash welcomes unknown objects"

    Obelisk made of pitch-black granite, which emits light as if it were pulsating.

    Just around its center, a rainbow-haired woman, covered in something like tentacles, was buried halfway into it.

    "This is the all-knowing dragon that takes away the realm of concubines."

    "That''s a pretty good deal."

    Not to say hateful, Verga became a toddler who looked sharply at Dal-Lukash''s terminal.

    Vainamarinen, on the other hand, impresses me with a point that I''m not sure a regular person understands.

    "But why, where did you come from? Dal-Lukash can''t know that. This is impossible. Therefore, it is ironic that Dal-Lukash''s sanity is preserved."

    Spiritual waves echo directly on the heads of the four relative to Obelisk.

    Dal-Lukash''s mind, which had long since taken off its madness, was rather floating, though it would be an inexplicable and extreme situation for the all-knowing dragon.

    "The visit of Heavenly Grass Braves was supposed to happen a year and a half to two years later. The chances of encountering Empress Verga, the Great Sage Vainamarinen and both of them are low, and cannot happen to the best of Dal-Lukash''s knowledge, such as visiting at the same time ''

    "Then it would mean that the name with the all-knowing dragon was also to that extent. What is there to hide?"

    Young Verga decides by distorting her slutty lips into mockery. As you can see from her bias towards Yut, this empress spits thoughts that are just sage men and solidified in goodness and justice.

    action and the chaos that accompanies it.

    Power, will to wave it.

    I mean, I love people. Even if that is distorted love, there is not one thing to be ashamed of in Verga''s heart.

    ''But Dal-Lukash doesn''t have time for this anymore. Before Dal-Lukash is drunk madly again, I recommend he leave''

    "Well, don''t rush it."

    Dimensional dragon Dal-Lukash, all-knowing - craved to know everything, and used the magic of Obelisk to make its existence universal.

    In the past, in the present, in the future. And to all worlds.

    But unable to withstand that load, Dal-Lukash went mad.

    To get rid of madness, he took advantage of his properties as a dimensional dragon, distorted the dimensional boundaries and tried to touch another world - the knowledge of the earth, but could not be handled because of its depth, and it did not become a variety of symptomatic treatments.

    Even turning the Perpetual Mountains into a foreign country where dinosaurs, known as the Perpetual Forest, walk wide.

    Even in front of a completely unknown being: Yut or Acorn, only a short time has escaped madness.

    So Yut had given up early on a resolution in the direction of widening the scope of the world that Dal-Lukash would know.

    By and large, once they know everything about the Earth and the universe to which it belongs, there will be no further measures.

    However, it is effective as a time buyer.

    "Yona, hold this for a second"

    "Mm-hmm."

    If Yut takes the seedlings planted in the black planter one after the other from the infinite storage bag, give them to Jonah.

    When the Albino girl received it, she left it on the ground unconstructively.

    "Heavenly Grass Brave Man, what''s that?

    "Son-in-law, what''s that?

    The same reaction came back from Dal-Lukash and Verga at the same time, and Yut smiled secretly.

    Sakura seedlings.

    "Sakura?"

    "Hi, it''s like a tree that doesn''t exist in this world."

    What I realized about that was that I didn''t see any cherry blossoms, even though Yut spent a few years in the Brewers.

    While I was listening to this plan from Vainamarinen, I remembered and took confirmation with diversity. Therefore, various types of cherry seedlings were collected and stored in infinite storage bags.

    It seems strange that cherry blossoms don''t exist even though there are roses, but there are no dragons even if there are lizards on Earth. That kind of thing is the only problem we have to clean up.

    Maybe there are native cherry blossoms somewhere in the world, but for example, it should be good to say that there is a zero chance that someyosino, a horticultural variety, exists.

    The archmage (Arch Mage), who had finished putting out all the seedlings, now took the leather bag out of his pocket.

    Inside, because I didn''t have any hands, the colorful jewels were convenient for the Jinche meeting (Danishmend) along with the seedlings through their real names.

    "Grand Prize (Unlimited)"

    A theoretical spell on the Ninth Staircase that activates it at a price. Magic that makes a wish a reality.

    Yut sparingly scattered underground space about 250 million yen worth of jewellery, received in consideration for the block meat of Tyrannosaurus.

    It''s not something I''ve struggled with. Then you wouldn''t mind using it flashy.

    Seedlings appropriately arranged by Jonah are wrapped in colorful gems that have turned into particles of light. He floated in the universe surrounded by fantastic ice hunting and grew into a tree while he watched.

    Keep moving to the periphery of the underground cavity and the light clears.

    "Well, it''s a beautiful flower."

    "Dal-Lukash also agrees"

    Single bloom, octahedral bloom, stepped bloom. Pure white, dark red, yellow green. Large, medium and small wheels.

    Various cherry blossoms of different kinds and flowering seasons flourish and bloom. Impossible sight in reality.

    The wind blows from nowhere, the petals dance and dance. Jonah stretched out her little body for a cup trying to catch it.

    "You look like you''re gonna want some booze."

    "I like it"

    "That''s more than anything."

    I just want to praise myself that it worked out well as a yut, but this is a means and not an end.

    "Then I''ll give you an explanation while Dal-Lukash stays sane. Even so, I think I know more or less."

    "Yut, it''s so annoying, why don''t you just do it?

    "I told you the same thing before, I''m not proficient. I''ll have Alcia preach later."

    "The announcement is not good"

    "That''s true."

    "Could you please not say anything about extra educational policy?"

    Verga cries down, even if it''s cold, but naturally ignores it. When I''m poorly involved, I have a feeling that even fatal promises are likely to go hand in hand with what I am now young.

    "I wanted you to be the administrator of the dimensional boundary between this Brewers and my hometown, Earth, and I came here."

    ''It is not a rash to forgive that intention. But I can''t stand that in Dal-Lukash right now''

    As the cherry blossoms blossom, Yut speaks to the Dal-Lukash terminal with the face of an intelligent woman assimilated to Obelisk.

    "I know. But we didn''t come all the way across the world without any means."

    "Give me a moment..."

    Thought waves from all-knowing dragons stop.

    Are you trying to read unknown information? It was a woman''s device with rainbow hair that never changed her expression, but for some reason it looked fun.

    I''ve been surrounded by madness and fatigue for a long time. Maybe that''s natural, too.

    In just a few minutes, the "aware" all-knowing dragons "of the Yut''s plans did not, however, easily attempt to take the lead.

    "Understood, Heavenly Grass Brave. If we succeed, we will get the best results. At the same time, Dal-Lukash decides that it is too dangerous. It''s a world we shouldn''t have interacted with, so wouldn''t it make sense to close it ''

    "Well, that doesn''t fit our purpose."

    I know you''re saying it in good faith.

    "He said this wise dragon is good enough. Aren''t you right about the white one there?

    "He that knoweth all must fear that the earth shall be crushed."

    We know that everything is visible and we are worried about it, including very unlikely events. I can also see that the purpose of the Yuts - albeit limited, interaction between the Brewers and the Earth - is fulfilled, so that even Dal-Lukash can''t measure what the impact will be.

    Still.

    And that''s why.

    "Dal-Lukash, I need your help"

    With a strong will in his eyes and voice, Yut called on the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash.

    Jonah was right. I was forced to go ahead and get ex-post consent. But Yut didn''t want to.

    Again, the wind blows and cherry blossom petals scatter.

    As a result, the silence was a few seconds.

    ''... understood. If this sin can be redeemed other than the extinction of existence, even as Dal-Lukash, it makes no difference that it is a superior joy''

    For a moment, the thought breaks.

    The idea of reunion included only a little joy and laughter.

    "And the uncertain future is what Dal-Lukash wanted"

    "Thanks! Yona, please!

    There''s not much time left.

    Give thanks and instructions at the same time, and Yut will also prepare a spell document.

    "Mind Bond"

    The Mind Bond, activated by Yona when she couldn''t wait, is a psychic power that connects spirits that she used to convey the concept of a mass driver to Verga and the rest of the world when sending Koeli Lenato back to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    Connect the spirit of Yut and Dal-Lukash with this psychic ability, pour unknown knowledge from his memory into the all-knowing dragon of another world and get rid of the madness - not that.

    "Verga, Mr. Jii. You''re ready."

    "I am always ready to respond to my son-in-law."

    "Who are you asking"

    While bitterly laughing at the overly reliable response, Yuut tore nine pages off the spell document. It becomes one while causing a cherry blizzard, from which it is divided into four more light spheres.

    "Star Phantom Projection, Astral Projection."

    Star Phantom. In other words, the theoretical spell of the Ninth Staircase that unleashes the spirit of man over the stiffness of the flesh. From the flesh that received the light sphere, the conscious body, dressed exactly the same, reveals itself.

    If Acorn was on the spot, he said, "I mean, a phantom departure?" He may have spoken.

    "Well, it''s an interesting experience to see a concubine from the outside."

    No, there was only one empress who looked different from the flesh.

    Rock the burning redhead and look down at our young self. To everyone as well as its Verga, there was a silver thread connected between the conscious body and the flesh.

    It stretches indefinitely and does not restrict movement, but immediately returns to the flesh in case it runs out.

    "sloppy......"

    "You can''t do anything wrong."

    It doesn''t mean that you immediately deny Yona''s words, but you don''t intend to do anything wrong.

    "Dawal-Lukash embraces Heavenly Grass Braves"

    At the same time as that word, Obelisk sounded.

    Yut thought, the way to make the all-knowing dragon a dimensional dragon is simple.

    Dive into the consciousness of Dal-Lukash, who becomes a spiritual being, and forcibly eliminate the source of the madness that nests in it.

    That''s just it.

    Most of all, it''s like saying that building a giant cannon can destroy any wall. Anyone will come up with it, but extremely rare people who can execute it.

    Plus, it''s still just the entrance.

    Obelisk keeps ringing.

    Gradually, the all-knowing dragon, Dal-Lukash, was revealing the dragon. An elongated, sharp body is covered with rainbow scales.

    It was connected to Obelisk and his whole body wasn''t exposed, but that''s why I found out how huge it was.

    The four who became conscious bodies did not hesitate to push to its all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash as the cherry blossoms blossomed.

 157 5. The Realm of Dreams

    It was an infinite library.

    In the darkness of pitch black, countless bookcases line up that go farther than height to the other, and only that and the conscious bodies of the Yuts claim to exist as if they were emitting light themselves.

    "Is this the spirit of Dal-Lukash..."

    "It''s a very dry world."

    Neither Yut nor Vainamarinen can be said to have extensive experience diving into the spirit.

    Still, it was unusual to have a world that didn''t taste this far from the surface. Mostly, you either project your ideal figure or you''re unlikely to be gloomy.

    "Dark"

    "That must be all the erosion from the negative realm"

    Jonah, who grew silver yarn from his back, gave his sentiments, and Verga affirmed it from another side.

    The spirit of creatures - human beings, subraces of evil, everything with words - is supposedly connected to the realm of dreams.

    Furthermore, it is said that it is divided into positive and negative regions.

    The positive realm is inhabited by the ancestral spirits (totems) worshipped by nature worshippers (Druids), and fairies exist to serve the unnamed Fantasy Dream God who will remain asleep forever.

    On the other hand, the realm of negative dreams is the home of Nightmare, the bearer of dreams and nightmares, starting with Sacubas Incubus.

    Normally, the positive to negative ratio is kept constant, but if it breaks down due to some trigger, he says, the spirit will break down and he will emit madness.

    Whatever that mechanism is, it could be Freud or Jung. Were you saying the same thing? And, with obscure knowledge, Yut also admitted when it came to the realm of dreams.

    "We''re moving on."

    "Oh. Let''s go"

    Vainamarinen, who properly pulls out the books lining the bookshelves and undoes them to be neither poisonous nor medicinal, pulls an uncohesive line first.

    Both Verga and Yona followed it honestly, as Yut continued to observe the surroundings and make sure there were no anomalies and there was no reason to disagree.

    However, there was a difference between the Albino girl leaving the Great Sage to take the lead and the Empress gracefully taking the tail.

    Even if it is only a state of consciousness or spirit that has pulled the star phantom out of the flesh, there is no great difference in behavior. Of course, we can move beyond reality closer to our ideals than we can no longer have the limitation of flesh.

    However, it is also based on the appearance of imitation of the flesh.

    As a matter of physical sensation, I think I''m feeling a little lighter.

    "By the way, what did that book say?

    "Perhaps for all the forests in this world."

    "It is"

    He shrugs his shoulder when it really looks like Dal-Lukash. You can do that with your consciousness, with a little admiration.

    "But now it doesn''t make sense."

    "Besides, if I read through it, it''s going to be the same as Dal-Lukash"

    He laughs a lot that it must be, and the Great Sage affirms Yut''s point.

    "I don''t think there was anything particularly interesting about it."

    "If it''s funny here, it''s a big deal. It''s a gloomy space, even though it''s heavily eroded from negative areas."

    "You don''t like it if that Dal-Lukash heart is flashy. Well, that might have been interesting."

    However, we do not seek such a two-sided nature in this situation.

    If it were also the spirit of the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, it was no surprise that the majority had been invaded by negative dream realms. Is the extended bookshelf at least resistant?

    When, it''s no wonder the dreamers who have invaded from the realm of negative dreams attacked me, and I can''t gauge what a mad omniscient dragon, the main body, would look like in the spirit of Dal-Lukash and how threatening it would be.

    "But in the heartless, it''s a world that''s going to break fast."

    "I think that''s just too much guts."

    Dal-Lukash''s spiritual world still shows no change.

    Just a monotonous task with a series of bookshelves and even going in between. Is it up or down? Are you walking or flying? If you get distracted, you don''t even know that.

    However, Yut says this much is normal, but usually mental fatigue is still a big space. In the first place, at a time when it''s a conscious body, it''s not normal.

    Therefore, although it is certain that there was a limit on the number of people going through the dimensional gates (gates), there was also the aspect of choosing strong members of the mental.

    "But whether Val or Larsia, this should have been it"

    "Yona......"

    Yut got his eyeballs hot on her growth swallowing beautifully the claim that she didn''t need a verga. I''m so sorry I can''t weep in this state.

    "Val is mentally strong, but I don''t know, because sometimes when you get involved with yourself, you get wasted as soon as you can."

    "What about Larsia?

    "I don''t move, but I''m vulnerable to desire"

    "Convinced"

    From nowhere, he said, "There, I''m not convinced!" I could hear it, but it would definitely be an illusion.

    "Alcia, too, has been a little crazy lately. Because of Yut."

    "Yeah. I''m reflecting that it wasn''t a good time..."

    But Yut doesn''t regret it.

    "So what about the egg?

    "Because physical attacks are unlikely to make sense."

    "I see. Convinced."

    Equipment such as spell documents and robes have also been handed over to the conscious body, but in the first place, the opponent is not physically present this time. If so, he decided that he would not be accompanied until he took the risk.

    "Sure, Egg will have a child when this battle is over, so leave it and get it right"

    "It was a failure to let you come to Earth. And I don''t think we''re gonna be able to give birth that fast yet."

    At least that''s what I can assure you about Larsia and Yona. Then, is it Vainamarinen too?

    "Akiyaki"

    "Quickly."

    Jonah threw it out as soon as the chat named Confirm the Situation ended and we even got to move between the bookshelves.

    There is no error in the judgment that we have chosen our current members for their mental strength and aptitude for the spiritual world.

    Just with teamwork and fellowship? I''m attacked by anxiety like I dumped something that matters.

    "Son-in-law, someone is waiting for you."

    "This world. I don''t suppose it''s a lot."

    In response to Verga''s point, Yut turned his consciousness forward - if he defined it, it would be -.

    At that moment, a white room is born in a space that was just even pitch-black.

    Sure, there were people there.

    Besides, Yut and Yona should look familiar.

    "Triade...... ugh"

    "... what is it?

    "Top of the Book of Nothingness."

    Yut screamed unexpectedly how little he cared.

    "" The Book of Nothingness "¡­? Oh, were you followers of the Helix of Despair?

    "That bunch of lunatics."

    It would be nice to have that degree of recognition if we were two people with a thin relationship, but Yona''s indifference to others is a problem. Again, renew your thoughts that you should let them go to school.

    But Yut forgets.

    The question of which is more likely that Jonah will be impressed by the children around her or that Jonah will involve the children around her.

    "This appearance at the sight would mean obstruction to the end point."

    "You can''t ignore it."

    Why, why did Triade emerge?

    With that question in mind, but with no answer, we arrive in the white room.

    Rather than white, that''s the only space that creeps through the pitch black.

    One Triade, wearing a dark robe and a mask, welcomed the Yuts.

    Long time no see, champion.

    No, it was Jonah, not Yut, that Triade was waiting for. To be precise, not Jonah, but a spiral of despair of artificial bravery.

    A existence that has received a special blessing from a certain pillar of God and has been granted shelter is called the brave.

    Due to their divinity, their standards and numbers are inconsistent, and not even Valtrude is recognized by Hellenonia as a brave man.

    Because of its rarity, when it can be the nucleus that unleashes the spiral of despair, the Book of Nothingness tries to artificially produce the brave.

    The result was Jonah, a candidate for man-made bravery.

    "Not at all, I don''t miss it"

    If she''s not more interested than disliked, Jonah kicks ass.

    But it doesn''t look like it''s moving to Triade.

    "My appearance is not without my will. I am born and exist more than I remember sleeping in the depths of my heart."

    It wasn''t created by the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash as a Guardian. Triade claims it was shaped from Jonah''s memory.

    That is......

    "In Jonah, the presence of the Triade who made himself was huge?

    Naturally, I''ve never heard of Jonah''s familiarity with Triade or the Book of Nothingness. Her spirit, coming out of the incubator, was as white as her hair and skin.

    Still.

    Unconsciously, its presence occupied the mind.

    Positive or negative. Or is that what crossed over? Indeed, in Jonah''s heart the Creator breathed.

    "Come beneath me, you man-made brave man. This realm of dreams also leads to the spirit of our Lord. If so, it is imperative to be able to encourage awakening"

    Its Creator awakens the spiral of despair. Talk about the ruin of the world over a mask.

    "You''re not the only one under me."

    Triade flashes her robe and waves her arm.

    Unconsciously, when I did my gaze at it, in the next moment, Jonah, no, what looked like Jonah, was serving around Triade.

    Jonah, who consolidated herself in swords and armor; Jonah, who can carry a spell document; Jonah, who holds a bow; and Jonah, who wears a holy seal and a legal garment.

    Various Jonah clones were there.

    "If you care about the concept of doing things with your peers, this will be the main road"

    "Phew."

    As if to think of something, Jonah only utters one word.

    In fact, the Albino girl was circling her thoughts.

    Alcia is the first person I''ve seen since she was born. I admire it like a imprint and listen to what I say. Scary, but sweet.

    Valtrude is a fine, but frivolous friend. I want something done quickly with Yut. The rest is jammed.

    Larsia knows best. Mindfulness.

    Egg can count on it. And big.

    Acorns, they make delicious things, but try to put on weird clothes. But the food is rare and delicious.

    Yut can break a lot. But he''s like a no-good, handy brother with no money or anything.

    Guys, I like it.

    So, what about that triade? What about the sisters with the same face?

    "Are you nuts?

    It was a long thought, but that''s all I put into words.

    "Cyclonic Blast"

    Towards the masked triade, Jonah poked her finger and freed her spiritual strength.

    The energy of the spirit winds up with even physical pressure, creating a great vortex of destruction. More powerful and powerful than activated in the real world. Triad exposes sisters with the same face to an explosion of merciless destruction.

    No counterattack, no screaming.

    No questions asked. Without any interest, Jonah blew up her own past.

 158 6. Path Finders

    A storm of psychic powers disappears with the illusions of the Triades, and the world returns to pitch black again.

    No, there''s a perimeter around the yuts, to be exact.

    At the end of Dal-Lukash''s spiritual world, there was a part of his vision that regained color far ahead. A sapphire blue stone is laid down, emitting a blurry light.

    (I see, that''s how it works)

    Yuts, intruders of the spiritual world. By defeating the guardian built from that memory, Dal-Lukash regains the positive realm.

    Crazy all-knowing dragon jamming and front and back.

    "Kukufu. hahahaha"

    There''s no wind that cared about such a law or anything, and the red-haired empress laughs at the slut, saying she''s really happy.

    "It''s not what it was."

    "Yona......"

    Meanwhile, Yut''s look at recognizing his parents was sinister.

    If you blame me for the lack of sight that even for a moment thought Jonah would choose that way, you just have to spoil it and accept it. Except for that and that thoughtful goodness.

    "Yuuto!"

    Praise, rush over - consciousness, but - while the girl from the coming albino hugs me, the troubles of the parents are endless.

    "Yona, what the hell, was that a good one?

    "... should I have caught him alive and listened?

    "Oh, yeah, right. That was a stupid question..."

    Yona was Yona, wherever she went.

    Even for a moment, it must have been a mistake to have such sentimental thoughts about a dialogue with your birth parents and sisters.

    "Look at your parents'' backs. You know, kids grow up. You deserve it."

    "Ugh."

    But there is no power or intelligence in returning it to Vainamarinen.

    "You''re an interesting girl. My son-in-law raised me, and I nod."

    "... than that, there will be vigilance"

    I know it''s a forced switch of subject. I know very well.

    "Right. From the memories of the eagles, what embodies the disorder. Even though dreams exist, it can be troublesome."

    But fortunately, Vainamarinen rode it. I was laughing.

    "... then I wonder if these two might have been bad"

    Verga on Vainamarinen.

    Even if there are differences in thought, the length of life and the number of enemies may be similar. When that happens, what kind of person comes out......

    "Nevertheless, I''m not sure I can embody all the others. Sometimes I don''t really care."

    "There, let''s worry about it"

    Yut had a headache in the words of a daunting sage.

    However, as it stands, there is certainly nothing more we can do than be on the recipient''s side. I just opened my mouth to move on, and the spotlight shines brightly forward.

    At its centre were adventurers and thought groups (parties).

    "Something, there''s plenty"

    "Hmm. Those who are not in the memory of the concubine."

    That''s the same for Yut. Jonah is also tilting her neck.

    "Well, I didn''t throw away my memory either."

    Five adventurers slowly approaching. The great sage Vainamarinen stared narrowly at the figure.

    Unusual.

    Rather than that, it was the first look he saw, and Yut realized who those five were.

    "Vai. You''re old."

    "The Lord of Reality is old enough."

    "Well, naturally. As much as I''m losing my hair from Vai."

    "But don''t worry. Mostly you have proper hair."

    "Are you blocked? That was good."

    Dressed in grey and silver sheet metal armor (plate armor), it is sturdy to laugh happily. The man, nicknamed Vainamarinen, rejoices in reuniting with his old friends, then feels no gap at all.

    Is the year a little better than Yut? I wouldn''t be over my mid-twenties.

    Li Knight Eldrick.

    The leader of the Path Finders, who later rehabilitated his doomed homeland.

    The blonde, beautifully eyed man offered his hand to the great sage.

    "Nevertheless, I didn''t expect to be the feather of a serious battle with Vai, built from memory. You can be proud of me in real life."

    "Totally. That''s a pain in the ass."

    "Really? I''ve always wanted to try."

    Tension runs between the two holding hands, shaking the invisible fighting spirit.

    "Laura, can we stop this?

    "Whether Eldrick stops at my word or not. You know Vai well, don''t you?

    A beautiful blonde, blue-eyed girl who turns sideways like a obstinate.

    Hair with a gentle wave that stretches to the waist, a glowing beauty even in the dark of pitch black. He wears a thin coat of law and wears the holy seal of Fermina, the Sun God, from his neck.

    Alongside Eldrick, he looked like a brother-and-sister, a trusted companion, a friendly lover.

    "Oh. No one can stop all this. I won''t let you stop me."

    Are you stronger than that guy you''ve fought with? I want to try it. And I want to win.

    Without even trying to hide his innocent desires, the legendary knight smiled invincibly.

    Vainamarinen shrugs his shoulders and speaks to the rest of his comrades who have reappeared.

    "Ray, Szigil. You agree with that?

    "Well, when this happens, you have no choice. Enjoy your first life tentatively."

    "... Vainamarinen. Stop you, defeat you, kill you, apparently, that''s how we do it."

    Two famous stars of the sad song.

    Elf Princess Suigil is a slender beauty with two moon knives (spotters) on her waist. Pleasant, through lotus leaves and in a crude manly tone, but without wonder and discomfort.

    Black-haired swordsman Ray Cruz, on the other hand, is as sung by the bard, the kind of temper and pity that if touched, would be slashed. But I can feel a slight familiarity in my eyes when I look at Vainamarinen.

    In the two sad songs, Szigil is portrayed as a more sophisticated character. But I guess this one is closer to the real image than it is built from Vainamarinen''s memory.

    "Master, you are out of time...... are you?

    A beautiful red-faced boy wearing a robe and carrying a spell document.

    Mel was there on a young day.

    "It''s not like that. Even before that, we broke through the labyrinth together again."

    "Really..."

    It''s like a delightful hassle. With such a subtle look, he stares at the master Vainamarinen. There doesn''t seem to be enough time to get there.

    "Pathfinders, are you in the mood..."

    "Guys, strong"

    Perhaps each and every one of them will be comparable to Valtrude and the rest of us.

    Can you hit them from the front and win? I''m not saying I can''t, but I''m also sure it''s not easy. Luck and patrols should dictate the outcome.

    (from the front)

    A number of plans will come to mind and amendments will be made in conjunction with the members present on this occasion.

    "Mr. Jii, I can help you."

    It''s useless.

    But the Great Sage refused in a nutshell.

    "No, no matter how much, Mr. Jii..."

    "Ray, Szigil. Now the lords don''t know, but the tale of two lovers is being sung there in the Brewers."

    "Become"

    "Love!?"

    Yut''s, no, Weinamarinen, who refused to intervene on the other side, put it out in words that were unexpected.

    "Based on that reaction, I thought you were hiding what you liked."

    "Don''t be silly, mage (wizard). Who would like such root darkness"

    "... you''re right. I don''t like such crude primitives."

    Crazy talking fights that suddenly start.

    Because it has reproduced even that thought, the imposition of will no longer necessarily seems complete.

    "Who''s the primitive! I''ll chop you up!

    "At least it''s not a civilized dialogue."

    "Elle, you''re really smiling."

    "Right. So you think he''s dead in Ray''s infinite storage bag, and he doesn''t even know about the gift he couldn''t give you?

    "Eldrick, you!?"

    Pathfinders built from memory.

    They are also a form of mental body.

    In other words, just like cleaving with a blade, words undermine its existence.

    "It''s a pretty funny play."

    Verga is completely unwilling to intervene and sits somewhat on the throne created by the Secret Trail (Sacramento). Against, Jonah also rode Yut''s shoulder.

    "Wasn''t it Szigil who talked to me many times in the first place? It''s okay. You''ve advised me that you''re not just looking at your breasts."

    "All right, rotten cleric. Let''s start with you."

    Path Finders stepped through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    A presence sung by the hero Tan - which, of course, I don''t mean - was beginning to break with.

    "Sounds like Vai, that''s a means of rubbing it. But to me..."

    "Speaking of which, a rendezvous with the daughter of one of our attacking senators. You haven''t heard what happened to him."

    "Vi! You''re cowardly!

    Laura''s movement, which she was arguing with Suigil, stopped.

    Lie down as you are, shaking your shoulders.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    The Cardinal of the Sun God, with his face up, had a full grin.

    "El, can you tell me more about that story? And, Master Vainamarinen, please pass that information on to me now."

    After decades, you can''t be away from Eldrick. The Great Sage laughs perfectly at Laura''s words, who is so sure.

    "So let''s offset the sin of silence we''ve been through."

    I don''t know what else to do.

    "Vai, you plotted it!

    Path Finders broke through a vicious trap (trap), defeated the vicious monsters, and became the hero Tan. But they are also human again, a sight as if they prove that there is no such thing as a perfect being.

    "Master, I think I should disappear myself."

    Failing this master, Mel, with a bitter smile, honestly admitted his defeat.

    "Huh. If you''re willing, you''ll be the one."

    "No. I don''t want to kill each other, even if it''s not real. Your master''s feelings are well conveyed."

    "It''s on your own"

    Vainamarinen turns his back on his nostalgic companions.

    The Path Finders, who saw it, were indescribably transparent, then smiled warmly and disappeared as particles of light.

    To the spiritual world of Dal-Lukash, silence returns.

    Good.

    Yut reassured himself from the bottom of his heart that he did not want to hear about Mel''s embarrassing past or anything else.

    If it was a scandal of the Eldricks with no direct knowledge, it is honestly accepted that there was something human about heroes as well. But if we get to know each other, we don''t talk about it.

    "As always, he''s a graduate. Because of this, I went to the whorehouse for fun."

    "You disappeared so hard, shut him up!

    Yut''s petition echoes the spiritual world.

    Noticed, the pitch-black darkness was further driven and the sapphire blue space was wide open.

 159 7. Beloved (Previous)

    "Well, is it concubine or son-in-law next? Either?

    "If you bet, you don''t ride."

    "Oh, that''s a shame."

    From the throne she created herself, the red-haired empress laughs sluttily.

    "I don''t want to be indebted to Verga any more"

    Yut exhaled loudly and looked around.

    As I confirmed earlier, Dal-Lukash''s spiritual world is breaking the erosion from the realm of negative dreams and restoring normality.

    "Let''s sort things out now"

    Even though it is not an entity, it has erased - peacefully - its former companions. I don''t know what Vainamarinen thinks, but I couldn''t rush Yut any further.

    Stop on the spot and speak to Verga sitting on the throne.

    I was fortunate to feel little weight in my mental body, Jonah.

    "There must be a mental body ahead of us that can be described as the nucleus of the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash. I guess you''re afraid we''ll get there and be eliminated. The all-knowing dragon peeked into our memories and picked out what we feared most or were close to, making us guardians and obstructors. But to some extent, tying up your will doesn''t seem to make it to coercion."

    "If you''re weak, you won''t be dealing with the concubines. If you''re strong, it won''t work the way you want. Something that won''t last."

    "It is also pointless not to see the existence of negative dream realms such as Dreamdemons. Dal-Lukash affirms that the Empress is right"

    "Oooh."

    When - perhaps, just now - it appeared that something like a feminine doll existed on the side of the Yuts.

    No, is it inaccurate to describe it as a doll?

    Height, around Yut''s chest. The whole body consisted not of skin or clothing but of rainbow glowing energy itself. A full-body shape that draws a sleek curve. Both eyes and nose exist as shapes, but they shouldn''t be working as sensory organs.

    The likeness seems to be close to the six Spirits (Elementary).

    More importantly, its intelligent face looked familiar.

    "Dal-Lukash!?"

    "If there are omniscient dragons out there who are crazy about this spiritual world, it''s no wonder that decent people live together. Rather, of course."

    I went back to normal lightly - maybe not depressed in the first place - but Vainamarinen affirms its existence.

    "The Great Sage is right. Madness''s dominance weakened and Dal-Lukash was able to come out. I can''t thank the Heavenly Grass Braves enough."

    "That''s good...... right?

    "Dal-Lukash Supports"

    To a somewhat adept all-knowing dragon, Jonah becomes intimidated with Yut''s back. I didn''t know what Yut meant, but for now I stroked my chin and shut him up.

    "First, next, Empress Verga. It''s your turn to reveal a saboteur made up of your memories."

    "Well, the main actor is my son-in-law."

    I don''t know if I''m just being resented for killing him directly.

    If it''s an event that happens in the future, it''s natural to know if it''s an all-knowing dragon, even though it''s crazy.

    "In that regard, Dal-Lukash is grateful"

    Even if they appreciate it there, Yut smiles bitterly.

    It''s impossible to be thanked by the dead - it''s deep down in the Brewers.

    "So, you''re a decent all-knowing dragon. When will the concubine show up?

    "You shouldn''t have to clean it up yourself..."

    "Well, does your son-in-law want to work with his concubine?"

    "There are too many words!

    Take your eyes off Verga''s slut as she sits on the throne and look up to heaven.

    There was only darkness.

    "Show up now"

    "What?"

    The abrupt words of Dal-Lukash.

    distortion in space, as if that had triggered it.

    Spirituality that suppresses the pitch-black world.

    A great thing that cut off a place where only darkness existed and appeared there.

    Beautiful boy with no one eye, blue as fruit just before ripening, disloyal. The breezy dark hair also accentuates the heterogeneous beauty.

    Dressed in thin clothing like toga, it is in the universe and bewitches the disciples.

    "You''re the evil god Daxtum."

    The ¡°ever-victorious¡± Hellenonian brotherly god to whom Valtroude is dedicated, the great enemy of uncertainty. An evil being that affirms domination by power and spits on fraternity and self-sacrifice.

    It was also thickly believed by subraces with evil ministers and humans who fell into evil, especially when their denominations secretly ruled villages and towns and sometimes laid down bad governance.

    I didn''t come to that name like Vainamarinen, but the pressure makes Yut almost break his knee unexpectedly.

    Fear I also felt for Zeras, the god of knowledge. I guess it''s common to the gods, but the pressure released from the evil god Daxtum is more than that. It doesn''t even pose a problem, such as the spider sub-god Ig Nus-Zad.

    "When my son-in-law showed up, I wondered what I would do."

    But the red-haired empress doesn''t afford it.

    "Now, do you need to emerge from the memory of your concubine and tell your father how long you have lived?"

    "Don''t worry about it there. Definitely considered identical."

    "It is. Well, it''s been a long time since I''ve actually seen you."

    "Yeah. It''s good to see you, Verga. You look better than anything."

    A cheap evil god, not surprisingly. The conversation between father and daughter itself.

    However, that intimidation is unusual. It was Yut''s unmistakable authenticity to ask me to do it elsewhere.

    "Hey, you look like Yut?

    "Really?"

    Daxtum''s consciousness turns to Verga, creating some leeway.

    Observe as if to steal, but Yut can only find something in common with Daxtum about being brunette.

    "Dal-Lukash undertakes that Verga is not proposing because the Heavenly Grass Brave and the Bad God Daxtum are alike"

    "Glad to..."

    Yes, I slapped him lightly, and his tongue suddenly froze.

    "Shut up, Shiro"

    Where has touched the wrath of evil gods? Simply, I may have been concerned that I made a murmur on the side of my conversation with my daughter, or maybe for some other reason. Or maybe there was no particular reason.

    Only God knows that.

    Even ancient dragons shoot dead, one eyed demon eye. I turned that gaze toward Yut.

    Stuck breathing and also struggling to move one finger.

    "First, kill the surroundings. I am generous. If you keep me company, I''ll let you die without suffering."

    "... I refuse"

    To struggle and still hear clearly, Yut conveys to God the will to rebel.

    When he heard it, Daxtum looked away, laughed, and took out a darker sword than the darkness of this spiritual world.

    "Father, shall my son-in-law have nothing to do with this?

    "Well, that''s not a defense."

    The Great Sage was right to point it out.

    "Verga, shut up and watch."

    Accommodating an outpouring hatred in one eye, the evil gods look down on visitors from different worlds.

    Daxtum''s divine sword, Dark One, was poked at Yut.

    "Father, we can''t talk about that."

    But the red-haired empress flies an anti-flag straight to Father God. When he rises from the throne in an act that makes him feel lewd, he gives a naughty look with a slutty smile and activates a secret mark (Sacramento).

    "Genesis"

    In a pitch-black world, white light appears.

    The light that spread in the darkness gradually concentrated and took the form of man.

    It was an old beauty who showed up.

    The same passionate redhead as Verga. The hair draws a beautiful wave and reaches the barrel. There is a gentle, gentle smile on his neat face with a distinct nose.

    The waist is supple and elegant. Only then will I feel the grace of God and want to bend my knees, dressed in a legal garment with gold thread on the black ground.

    "There''s no reason why a concubine can''t do the same thing as an all-knowing dragon"

    The evil demigod nods satisfactorily and again hips somewhat down to the throne.

    It was Beatrice, the beloved wife of evil, who was given birth like Daxtum by the secret of Verga.

    Tens of thousands of lives and souls were devoted to calling Daxtum to earth, and a rare evil woman who imprisoned God on earth for a hundred years and dwelt in his son.

    The Beatrice is glad to see the overflowing affection all over his body, and then approaches his beloved husband and god.

    I''m so impressed, I can''t seem to talk.

    The ¡°ever-victorious¡± Hellenonian brotherly god to whom Valtroude is dedicated, the great enemy of uncertainty. Daxtum, the evil god who affirms domination by power and spits on fraternity and self-sacrifice.

    The superior god made his face snap.

    Dasktum and Beatrice.

    Together it''s a great thing, but if you take all those decorations away, you just look like a beautiful woman approaching a beautiful boy.

    "It would be appropriate to leave your father''s opponent to your mother"

    "Oh, that''s..."

    Sure, I guess so.

    Needless to say, Yut is released from heavy pressure and regains his freedom of movement.

    The first thing he did was block Jonah''s eyes and ears.

    "The Empress Verga''s deeds are really efficient," says Dal-Lukash.

    "Honestly, I''m sympathetic to the mad all-knowing dragon."

    The other guy was bad.

    Until then, if I say so, what does it mean that the concept is not working at all?

    After all, they must have been bad.

    "You should apologize for pure literature all over the world."

    "I''m not sure what my son-in-law is saying, but my father and mother are getting along, and my concubine is happy"

    "That definition is strange"

    Having been blocked from information, Jonah tilts her neck and laughs all the time saying that Vainamarinen is delightful.

    On this occasion, there was no one but myself with a decent nerve.

    I wonder if that is the downfall of the mad all-knowing dragon, and Yut thinks in a spiritual world where darkness has shrunk even further.

    "Don''t worry, Heavenly Grass Brave"

    "... what do you want me to feel safe about?

    "Heavenly Grass Brave''s Worries Will Be Removed At Last"

    "How about..."

    I was about to say what it meant, and Yut couldn''t fulfill it.

    The reason is, it''s extremely simple.

    Because from right in front of me, he disappeared not only to Dal-Lukash, but also to the Jonas.

    No, I guess Yut disappeared better, to be exact.

    A space where nothing is closed to darkness, where no bookshelves exist either.

    A crimson dragon glowing red in it.

    A fanaticized, maddening all-knowing dragon, Dal-Lukash, stood before Yut.

    (I''m the only one transferred here because I wanted to destroy each one? No, I haven''t cooperated before. Maybe we all do the same -)

    But the thought is forced to be interrupted.

    "... I knew you''d come"

    Because underneath the insane all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash was Yut''s most beloved figure in the world.

    This is the most beautiful thing I''ve ever seen in the world (Brewers).

    Is that lucky or unhappy?

    Seeing that was not different from the real thing and the dimensions, Yut was thinking about it.

    Beauty that twists down the concept of beauty, which is supposed to be a thousand different things, and makes 10,000 people wander.

    Not only its appearance, but also the soul''s belief that the heart is beautiful, and that sprinkles as charm.

    The Virgin of Helenonia.

    Best Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Arch Mage treasure.

    Valtrude was there.

 160 8. Beloved (after)

    "I know, I was there..."

    If you were to show up before yourself, either all your friends, like Vainamarinen, or Valtrude.

    That was what I expected, but I didn''t seem ready.

    Yut unconsciously grips the spell document strongly and stares at the clairvoyantly beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who appeared in the spiritual world.

    "Yut, I generally understand the situation. I''ve come here to be known as Heavenly Fate."

    I have not yet pulled out the Goddess of Demons sword Divine Subjugator, but the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia overflowed her fighting spirit and was completely concerned about it.

    Did she also want to try to fight Yut, as Li Knight Eldrick said to Vainamarinen?

    Yut immediately denies the idea.

    Valtrude, although he does take pride in being a warrior, is not a combat fanatic, nor was he in a rivalry like those two.

    (Then there''s a reason (...) to fight me (...))

    "Don''t worry. That mad all-knowing dragon won''t give you a hand."

    "Don''t you or can''t you? That changes the level of security."

    I won''t say anything more. Yut, too, decided to accept it for now, as he wasn''t expecting that convenient a story.

    Spiritual body of the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash who looks down at this one with her wings wide spread behind her, intimidating and frightening.

    Looking at it, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) from different worlds was certain.

    She, whom he knows and loves, is not the kind of person to fight for nothing.

    And no matter what the intentions, Yut had no objection to striking a single ride with Valtrude.

    If you want to do it, maybe you can eliminate obstacles by spiritual shaking like that great sage.

    There may be other ways.

    But when we meet again, I don''t want to report that.

    Same as in Li Kutua.

    Anyway, I want to bump into you from the front, stretch your chest and talk about souvenirs.

    Meaningless. So important a will.

    "Sounds motivated."

    "Oh. I''m gonna hang out with Val."

    Put on a noisy smile to describe each other as lovers, and the two take a combat stance.

    Even though I know I''m going to fight, Valtroude pulls out the divine sword I gave him from God in an unexpectedly beautiful deed.

    In contrast, the visitor boy turned the spell - on the way, only slightly frowned - and tore it apart for nine pages.

    "Except it''s my grandeur."

    "Knock."

    He was a cathedral knight who rushed over at the shortest distance and tried to give him a one-machete bath, but realized which spell the Great Mage was about to activate, and suddenly braked.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    A stream of moments also exists in the spiritual world.

    Stopping it, Yut rewrote the pitch-black space into a gray world. No sound, no movement, it''s his only world.

    Yes, just him.

    Working together in a world where moments once stopped, the mad omniscient dragon that drove Yut into a state of panic, the intervention barely tries to make him limp.

    Vainamarinen and Verga are too out of standard to seem like it, but they evoked all that existence. I guess the mad omniscient dragon is also quite exhausted. Or are you entrusting everything to the beings you aroused yourself?

    In the meantime, it would be good to believe Valtrude''s words about not giving a hand on a single hit.

    Besides, it''s more about the spell document now than it is.

    "What''s going on with this guy?

    But all Yut says is that stopping the moment is a trivial thing, and he glances at the spell. To confirm the discomfort I just remembered.

    "I knew it. I''m not ready. There''s even a spell on it."

    The magician (wizard) manipulates powerful spells of science, but cannot freely activate all spells known to the operator.

    That number depends on the strength of the surgeon, but I have to choose the day''s share to get ready...

    "When they say you can choose all you want, don''t bother the other way around"

    It won''t be because of being a conscious body. Possible possibilities are this situation because it intrudes into the spiritual world, but there is no time or data to validate it.

    (Then if you can use it, let''s switch to using it)

    Nevertheless, I do not know what is going on with the limit on the number of uses. The increase in choices also forces me to modify the plan I initially had in mind.

    "¡­ here, go simple"

    Thanks, Yut activated one spell after the other, bitterly laughing that it would not be more solitary in this space.

    The concept is, one hit.

    Against the robe, "Magic Protect." Apply the spell of "Magic Weapon" and "Magic Weapon" to the appropriate long sword that was stored dead in an infinitely stored bag.

    Keep them both for a day, but if Yut uses them, during that time, they give them the same sharpness and defense as the legendary weapons.

    The next activated Great Mage''s Shield, Aegis of Arc Mage, can also be used for instant defense, but it is the original effect of defending the operator''s surroundings with an invisible shield.

    In addition, spells such as "Intuition (Third Eye)", "Monkey Like (Mighty Might)", which temporarily increases muscle strength, endurance, and agility but greatly increases the operator''s senses, are activated one after the other.

    All spells are useful to magicians when conducting melee combat.

    The Defense Against Sword Spears (Weapon Immunity) just gave up because it doesn''t work on Demon Swords.

    Here, the "time stop" effect time has elapsed, and returns to the original time.

    "Mm-hmm. I thought they were taking the back."

    "Well, that''s what I wanted you to think."

    I can''t say I won the reading......

    Now Yut - because the specs are reinforced with various spells - has the strength to far shrink the first-class knights of each country and to the point of coming to the top in the gladiatorial martial arts club, which meets every four years in Sejour, the king''s capital of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    That poked through the gaps in Valtrude that he perceived in Intuition of the Essence, and filled the distance with full physical ability gained in Monkey Like, waving a long sword reinforced with the Devil.

    "Good offense"

    But with the ease of being archaic, the Cathedral Knight''s illusion takes a firm blow with a shield.

    Not to say the only one, but probably the biggest winning chance.

    That crushed it lightly.

    There''s a counterattack coming.

    A stream that can be seen without "Intuition of Essence". But without "Intuition of Essence," defense is irresistible.

    Without thinking about it, he pulls back the long sword, which fortunately clashes with the Succubus Sword. Sharp metal noises, splashing sparks, shivering muscles, and shocks that penetrate your entire body.

    From above the defense, a sharpening blow.

    Yut, sincerely sympathetic.

    I''ve fought Valtrude before. And to evil defeated without exception.

    I can see from that standpoint. I can''t believe you''ve been dealing with such a superman, and that''s not the only reason you accidentally develop sympathy and respect.

    "Oh, my God. I can''t. Gay."

    Guided by intuition, Yut flies away, and the demon sword decides on the space where he was until just a short while ago.

    Neither a burning blade nor a reliance on physical ability, as Yut did. Backed by years of training, a slaughter with a full range of cardiac moves.

    Completely irreplaceable, his right arm was completely slashed and torn apart. As I knew, it was only a break before her, such as the enhancement by The Devil''s Costume.

    It''s just the conscious body. It repairs quickly, but if it''s slashed, I feel pain, and it''s not something I can continue to receive indefinitely.

    But this is the best I can do for Yut.

    Some hands turned into dragons under the "Dragon Change" spell, but that didn''t bring up any visions that could beat Valtrude. Consciousness, that''s deadly.

    (If you even take a distance and shoot the spell in, you should be able to win. But that''s not the victory I want)

    It was a yuut trying to martyr on ideals, but we have to deal with reality to make that happen, too.

    Fall back feeling the pressure from a superior warrior, open the spell with your empty left hand and slash and tear the page with a long sword held in your right hand.

    "The Great Mage''s Shrink, Steps of Arc Mage."

    Eight pages of the spell were split into two pieces and sucked under Yut''s feet. Meet your shoes with a rainbow glow.

    "Momentary travel!

    "You''re right!

    The visitor''s boy disappears, and now it''s time to appear behind the Cathedral Knight. Keep aiming underfoot and stick out the long sword, but Valtrude dodges this with minimal movement.

    Yut did not follow deeply, but met his shoes again and moved heavily to the right.

    The Great Sorcerer''s Shrink is a theoretical spell that allows instantaneous movement to somewhere in the field of vision if it is in duration. If you''re Yut now, last about twenty minutes.

    "That''s a handy spell."

    "How do you know where to go?!?"

    "If it''s Yut''s place, I know it''s in your hands."

    At the end of the momentary journey, a cathedral knight more beautiful than the other moon, wearing magical silver (miserable) armor, was in front of him.

    The manoeuvrability should be up here.

    Nonetheless, Yut is attacked by a sense of impatience that gradually drives him.

    (State-sensitive ring)

    I''m glad you''re wearing engagement, but I didn''t calculate this.

    Like tearing air - if any - I manage to take the blade of the divine sword that strikes me with a long sword, and I''m about to break my knee in its power.

    "I''m not letting you get away with this."

    "Gu."

    I sense Yut tried to use The Grand Mage''s Shrink, and Valtrude beats him with a shield integrated with his caged hand, bouncing off his beloved man.

    Although I managed to avoid direct hits with warnings from Intuition, this could have been the end of it if it hadn''t been for the enhancement of Demon Costumes.

    I can''t say it''s a piece of paper, but for Yut, it''s a crossroads.

    "I don''t..."

    But I can also say that it was still there in my consciousness.

    As he was flown, Yut managed to control his posture by repeated short distance instantaneous movements so that he could meet his shoes several times and circle (...).

    Although Valtrude naturally waited at its end point, the serial strike is literally taken by shielding the Great Mage''s Shield.

    But so The Shield of the Great Mage was smashed and scattered.

    She also destroyed the Barrier (Shield) created by the evil demigod Verga''s Secret (Sacramento). In a way, that''s a natural consequence, but I''m sure it''s gone.

    But I bought you some time.

    "Burst Circle"

    Again, cleverly slash and tear the pages of the spell document with a long sword and let it fall straight under your feet.

    Reacting to it, Yut''s earlier range of instantaneous movements shines in the pitch black.

    "Are you going to mingle with me!?"

    "That''s not bad, either."

    But this spell won''t defeat Valtrude. Yut is the only one who dies.

    On the brink of a blast, Yut activates another spell.

    "Steel Body"

    The Eighth Staircase''s Theoretical Spell, which turns the whole body into steel and gains tremendous defense instead of significantly restricted action.

    In the dark of pitch black, blast flames dye the world red.

    "Knock."

    That''s right. Valtrude can''t stay intact either, breaking his knee.

    Visited again. No, the winning opportunity created.

    Yut immediately turns off "Iron Body" and waves down a long sword that has become equivalent to the legendary weapon - his hand stops along the way, guided by "Intuition of Essence".

    (Win? Me? to Valtrude?)

    The discomfort that arises when it becomes an earthquake.

    No, it should have happened from the beginning, but I overlooked it.

    Beyond the smoke blast, Valtrude''s eyes shake brighter than Sapphire''s. So I didn''t hesitate, but Yut realized defeat.

    Because the Cathedral Knight did not hold the Devil''s Sword.

    Guided by a different hunch than Intuition, Yut looks overhead.

    Holy blade, unbreakable divine sword.

    The God-fearing sword slowly falls like a sword that will break off the king.

    If you keep waving your sword down on Valtrude like this, you''ll be pierced by it.

    To her, who had read so much and hit her hand, there was nothing more to admire.

    So Yut threw down his weapon.

    And keep staring at the blade over your head.

    "I see. Originally, both victory and defeat were worth it."

    Pierced by the Devil''s Sword, it is on earth and looks up to heaven.

    Yut''s body, still smiling in the situation, disappeared like a bubble.

 161 9. And when everything

    In the spiritual world of Dal-Lukash, the only space where darkness remained.

    Where Yut and Valtrude fought and the mad omniscient dragon observed it.

    Therein appeared the companions of Yut, who swept through time and space.

    But there was no yut.

    "Is that the main unit? It''s pretty easy to get there, but it''s very important."

    "Thanks to the Heavenly Grass Braves, the lead was regained by Dal-Lukash. This level of travel is easy. Plus, I said I''d support it."

    "There''s no yut"

    If it''s not in the eyes of a mad all-knowing dragon, Jonah runs around looking for the archmage (Arch Mage).

    Vainamarinen caught it sideways, but caution was directed to the mad omniscient dragon.

    A mad omniscient dragon originally dyed bright red with rainbow scales. Now he falls down without power, and he doesn''t even show a bare gesture of disobedience.

    Madness is not just about rambling without sight. I''m relieved, and I shut out information from the outside world. Also arguably the revelation of madness.

    To put it in a nutshell, it broke my heart.

    "If you''re a Heavenly Grass Brave, wait another 3 minutes"

    "What do you mean?

    "Meaning as it is. There''s no other way to interpret it."

    Untangled conversation between Jonah and Dal-Lukash. Neither would be caused by the unwillingness to explain much.

    "Okay. Wait."

    Still seemed to make sense unexpectedly, and the Albino girl waited very long for the time.

    "... something came out of the fog"

    "That''s Heavenly Grass Brave Man"

    A white mist appears at the end of their gaze. For some reason, that thick fog, to which silver thread is connected, converges slightly into a particular shape.

    White robes, rarely designed clothes you''ll never see in the Brewers, spell documents and hands that hold them, slightly longer dark hair.

    "Ugh...... I thought I was gonna die."

    Finally, he emitted such a non-tense dialogue that the Great Mage Yut Amaxa reappeared in the spiritual world.

    "Yut."

    I was just a little away, but I guess I was pretty worried. Jonah actually jumps, not like she jumps.

    "Oh, bad. Are you worried?

    "I always do that."

    "Is it Master Left..."

    With a savory bitter smile, Yut strokes Jonah''s head as she moves from back to shoulder.

    "So, what happened that way while I was gone?

    "The Dreamdemons, the Nightmares, the inhabitants of the negative realm of dreams have emerged."

    "Uh. Mostly. Okay."

    Listen to yourself. What, but I blocked Vainamarinen''s words. I know how it turned out, and it wouldn''t have been a decent process.

    I''m not saying it''s futile, but listening should just make you feel better.

    "How was your son-in-law? I think I''ve reconstituted my consciousness."

    "Simply put, I guess it''s where we lose but we won"

    "It''s too easy, I don''t know why"

    "Dal-Lukash knew. But it didn''t make sense if you didn''t realize it yourself."

    "Mm."

    Yut rushes to overlap words before two people who somehow burn confrontation.

    That he was forwarded to this occasion by himself and that the illusion of Valtrude had emerged.

    "So I didn''t expect a concubine to come out. Even the all-knowing dragons are not almighty."

    "How positive?"

    And that you took a ride from the front.

    "Hmm. Kid''s an idiot."

    "Ugh. Better than an expos¨¦ tournament among your peers."

    "I praise you, take it honestly. That young, jealous woe."

    "Because - it''s a lie..."

    It was always a downside, but I managed to take the chance - I gave it up.

    Not only that, but that I exposed myself to the Devine Subjugator, the Goddess Sword.

    And that the conscious body has just regenerated.

    I told them in turn - yet, Jonah doesn''t convince me.

    "What do you mean?

    "Valtrude Istas is an illusion with an unlimited sense of closeness to the real thing. Heavenly Grass Brave was also a body of consciousness. That''s why."

    "I see. Unpleasant story, though."

    Jonah roars when only one of herself is left out of company.

    I would have liked you to have guessed in the story so far, if you could, but I can''t help it.

    Yut got ready, still sighed, and then began explaining the last piece.

    "I mean, you know, I couldn''t possibly beat Val, or of course I was going to win..."

    "I mean, it''s not."

    "... didn''t want to kill Val"

    "Easier to understand"

    "... even though it wasn''t real, my heart wasn''t going to stand when I defeated Val"

    Consciousness. A condition that frees the spirit from the shackles of the flesh and acts with the soul.

    So, the opponent gets himself a beloved woman who is not the main body, but is infinitely close to the real thing. Though the result of a squarely one-handed beating, his spirit should have been deeply wounded.

    That''s deadly for the conscious body.

    Conversely, that Valtrude is the same.

    The attack, which was meant to be about restraint, killed Yut, and the spirit disappeared unbearably.

    Yut noticed the calamity and was able to reconstitute the damage, but not seriously.

    "... the vampire (vampire) who was so happy about the pain?

    "Because it''s not. Because it''s completely different. Instead, forget about that woman. Bad for education."

    "I have trouble seeing my concubine there."

    I don''t know how far the maddening all-knowing dragon was intended, but at a time when many close, not hateful, appeared, this karakuri should have been decided.

    Nonetheless, Jonah goes without saying. Vainamarinen resolved peacefully with memorabilia, and Verga defeated the evil god Dasktum by creating Beatrice.

    Say there''s a side to it that you chose for its mental strength - really, they were bad.

    "Dal-Lukash was impressed by the frank confession of the Heavenly Grass Brave"

    "You don''t have to take it. Instead, don''t take it. Oh, for lack of malice, it''s worse in nature than Larsia...... heh."

    Instead, Yut was smothered that he was about to be mentally killed by his fellow travellers now.

    Jonah leans her neck over her shoulder, and Verga laughs, "It''s not a punishment for not offering a concubine," she said.

    The Great Sage, on the other hand, is faceless.

    That would be laughing a lot in my heart simply knowing that it would be more harassing to Yut.

    (That''s why I didn''t want to talk!

    Even so, it''s too late.

    And it wasn''t even if I was in custody any more.

    "At the end, Dal-Lukash ends"

    Not light or heavy.

    At a very common rate, Dal-Lukash approaches the lying mad omniscient dragon.

    There is no emotion in those glassy eyes.

    So what you think of that sight is all a recipient''s problem.

    There is no way to resist a mad all-knowing dragon.

    Had the power been exhausted already? Or did you want the end?

    Dal-Lukash touches the red scale with his hands.

    The gesture even felt tender and merciful.

    "Farewell."

    Short farewell words

    At the same time, rainbow light overflows from the two Dal-Lukash.

    Light that drives away and overwhelms the darkness.

    Light as if covering up your sight and purifying everything.

    That was the last sight I saw in this spiritual world.

    "Everything went as requested by Dal-Lukash''s master. Dal-Lukash guarantees''

    How much time has passed since then?

    It seemed like a moment, and if they told me that a year had passed, they were going to be convinced.

    "This place..."

    When Yut opened his eyes, the cherry blossoms were blooming there.

    Variations in variety and blooming times. It just has something in common: cherry blossoms. Besides, it''s an underground space that doesn''t even shine sunlight.

    "You''re back in the cavity of the perennial dense forest?

    "No, I don''t think so."

    Vainamarinen, who has a firm tone and face, points out to Yuut as he presses his fluttering head.

    "Take a good look. Obelisk''s gone."

    "No..."

    An underground cavity in the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, which existed deep in the perennial dense forest.

    It rested there - no, because Obelisk was hidden, where Dal-Lukash made it ours.

    The place I am now was a different space from there.

    "That means..."

    "Falve''s basement?

    I nodded unconsciously to Jonah''s words.

    Yut is where Acorn first moved to the Brewers.

    Spider sub-god Ig Nus-Zad and a battlefield fought to the death.

    An obelisk exists that collects magic, an extinct underground space.

    Instead of that obelisk, the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) was seated.

    A dragon with a huge but sharp shape, with rainbow scales. There are no violent colors for a calm and sensible appearance.

    "I took away the hope of the Lord of Dal-Lukash and moved to Falv"

    "You''re back"

    He was diving into the spiritual world with his consciousness. To some extent, there must have been a part called cardiac consciousness.

    More than its authenticity, Yut felt a nostalgia closer to home grief. In fact, you''re not supposed to be away for two months.

    And I''m a little happy to have been able to say "back" naturally. I''m embarrassed, so I can never tell anyone......

    "By the way, why cherry blossoms?

    ''I liked it, so I moved it with you''

    "You liked it so much"

    It''s a cherry blossom blossomed in The Great Wish (Unlimited). Maybe I''ll keep blooming all the time.

    "So what happened to the obelisk in the perennial dense forest?

    The red-haired empress speaks of the most questionable while being colored by a light peach petal.

    "Dal-Lukash separated - to be precise, after minimizing the insanely invaded part to the extreme, until before Dal-Lukash came into contact with Obelisk, he used Obelisk''s magic to eliminate the cause and effect. At the same time, disturbed dimensional boundaries were developed ''

    "Like Yut, I can''t talk about it."

    "I''m normal."

    In a spiritual wave that seemed a little discouraged to Jonah''s unhesitant words, Dal-Lukash concludes.

    ''Unable to withstand excessive use, the obelisk of his land was destroyed. It just didn''t come true to undo it until the Perpetual Stolen Forest. We will not expand, but the existence of different worlds will remain''

    "In other words?"

    "I used the power of Obelisk to erase the fact that I went from a dimensional dragon to an all-knowing dragon, and at the same time I fixed the dimensional boundary between the Brewers and the Earth. I think it broke because I couldn''t do it then."

    "Goodbye."

    From Jonah, the acknowledgement finally came.

    "Hmm. Something like itching."

    "Isn''t that what the first plan was?

    "If my son-in-law is in my arms, he''s absolutely right."

    I can turn a slutty smile on her, but Yut refuses with a difficult face.

    It reminded me of the promise of a date and made me wonder whether the word in my arms was a joke in the future anyway.

    "So, what about those tentacles?

    "What about the helix of despair? Right."

    "The magic was exhausted, and the connection to the other prison was cut off. No problem. ''

    When that happens, what about the fact that Yut used Interstella Walker, the One Who Shoots the Stars, and returned to Earth?

    In the first place, what time exactly is it now?

    "For the Dimensional Dragon Tataru Dal-Lukash, the question is a difficult one to define -"

    "No, please, in general terms"

    "Currently, five days after Migi Zhuyin and others traveled from Falv to Folio-Farina in the Brewers. On Earth, the lords of Dal-Lukash travel the world, five days after all ''

    While I have a smiling emotion for Dal-Lukash, who sends good spiritual waves when adjusted that way, I feel reassured that there doesn''t seem to be a big time lag......

    I learn to be caught up in the unprecedented nomenclature that was emitted twice earlier.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash......?

    "Individual name is Heavenly Grass Brave"

    "It''s me after all... But I didn''t do anything that the Lord would say."

    "Save Dal-Lukash. I just didn''t give it up, and I owe you an unrequitable favour ''

    "You have to have this dimensional dragon do the janitor here in the future. Adults, take my husband''s seat."

    I thought it was someone else.

    "In the meantime, I''m going to clarify the relationship between up and down"

    "Jonah, don''t do anything extra until Mr. Arcia arrives."

    Yes. To do this, we have to connect the dimensional gates (gates) with the Earth.

    "Dal-Lukash, when can you make a dimensional gate to Earth? How am I supposed to do that?

    "Need Mirror Magic (Magic Item), held by the Lord of Dal-Lukash"

    "Yona, I''m sorry"

    "Okay."

    Drawing Yut''s will, the Albino girl quickly brought Miller of Farfrom back and forth in Teleport.

    "Let me use this as a nucleus."

    Yut nodded silently at Dal-Lukash''s suggestion.

    Confirm that, and the dimensional dragon growls.

    In response to a cry that rocked not only the atmosphere, but the space itself, Miller of Furfroom turned into something of a leaded disc.

    However, there is no thickness, the surface has been polished to the extreme, and it is a disc with a radius of 5 meters.

    Cherry blossom petals sprinkle over it, slipping over a leaded disc as if there was no friction.

    "The Brewers and the Earth are inherently disconnected worlds. But I''ve been in accidental contact with some sins''

    If it was meant to be, I guess it should be restored to its original form again.

    But with Yut''s selfishness, I couldn''t do that.

    "Therefore, Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash manages space-time in such a way that the two worlds do not interact excessively, but cannot be cut off"

    Declaration of the Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash.

    Yut smiles back at the proud spiritual waves. If the AC device was nearby, he might have stroked his head.

    "This dimensional gate is the only door that connects the two. Come, Lord of Dal-Lukash. Specify where it should lead. ''

    "It''s..."

    In front of the first school you transferred?

    Koelirenato, Mother of Nothingness, descended, the Narrowed Park?

    Or the accommodation at the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) where we all stopped?

    Various candidates come to mind, but the mind was determined from the beginning.

    Yut believes he''s refreshing himself - mostly he has a bad reputation for coming up with something - smiles and conveys hope.

    "Connect me to my room. Can you do that?"

    "If the Lord of Dal-Lukash desires it,"

    "But you have to stay connected all the time?

    ''Exactly. Two hours lasts. After that time, the next time you open the Dimension Gate is after a month or two''

    "Okay. Yona, I''m just gonna go."

    That would be too much.

    Yut, without any hesitation, steps into the Dimension Gate and picks up his companion as his beloved.

    It was also the moment when the Great Sorcerer from this other world fulfilled his petition.

 162 Epilogue (previous)

    "Hey, I feel like I''m back when I see this..."

    "You know, like nibbling in front of a pile of paperwork or something?

    In response to allegations from Acorn, Yut changes his complexion for a moment. I''ll fix it right away, but now I took my gaze off the desk and off the girl I was a childhood friend and looked up at the ceiling.

    "... I didn''t know you wouldn''t even be allowed to escape reality"

    "You''re wearing made-up clothes at the service."

    Acorn, who came to Yuut''s office with additional paperwork and coffee, wore made-up clothes that were not something he had somehow described in previous combinations.

    This one-piece made garment has long sleeves and is layered with a white apron with frills. It combines practicality and design in a critical place, and when it twirled on the spot, the longer skirt swept away.

    There is also a large ribbon tie and it is adorable, but when it is an acorn with brown hair and a flashy face, the squeak just stands first.

    (But not bad)

    He was a yuut with his mouth on coffee saying it was never bad, but he noticed a gaze to accuse him and correct his residence.

    The source of his gaze was Claude Laker, who had been the head clerk of the Earl of Istas family to keep his absence well guarded.

    An old man, picturesque of strict honesty, had not been upright and small in the center of the office pending a decision on the paperwork.

    "Mr. Claude, I''ll do it now."

    Usually, you don''t have to work or monitor. Instead, he''s the type of guy who''s going to make a job for a government official. But this time, the Claude Old Men''s Clerk''s job won''t go on either unless the settlement goes on.

    Without moving into the opposite pattern, Claude Laker tells Yuut, his boss, in a numbingly spine-stretched outfit.

    "Terrible. We''ll be waiting for you forever."

    It''s nothing ironic or anything, and I''m in trouble because I mean it. If they did that, wouldn''t they have to clean it up voluntarily?

    Alongside Tertione, a sorcerer, before one of the few headless opponents in the Brewers - Vainamarinen and Verga, that''s not the category - Yuut goes back to checking the paperwork.

    Akane was sitting on the couch looking at the side of a childhood friend boy who was going to focus on his work.

    Returning from Earth to the Brewers, a few days had passed.

    Time limit 2 hours. The situation of leaving me alone for a month if I missed that was a condition that made me lose more spiritual leeway than I actually did.

    Yut, who transferred to his room on Earth - first of all, hurried off his shoes - contacts Akane on his cell phone.

    Fortunately, it was in the hotel suite as an example, so the gathering proceeded without any problems¡­

    First of all, the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) is confused when suddenly told that he is going home.

    Naturally. I was told of all of them, but within two hours, there is something abrupt about it.

    In addition, there was some confusion in the Valtrudes.

    Formerly the adventurers. I don''t have a problem wearing them, and packing is a paltry thing, but the planet had too many unusual things for them.

    Who tries to bring home a TV or console. Convince me I can''t do it because I don''t have electricity, and now a mobile console would be fine, wouldn''t it? Objections arise, for example.

    Shit or screwed up.

    The confusion that brought me here once to my real name is a joke from now on. Even though I have to work from her to the Hyun-chul meeting and have Yut and the rest of the school suspended.

    "Don''t be a real Sempai anymore."

    "When you graduate from school, you won''t lose your senior junior relationship. I don''t think dropping out is the same thing."

    I broke up with her in those words.

    However, this time it did not happen because it was sudden, but plans to send her to the Brewers as a liaison with Yut or Vainamarinen were under consideration at the Hyung-chul meeting.

    Maybe a reunion isn''t a long way off either.

    Meanwhile, Yut and Akane''s breakup with their families could hardly be done just face to face. Only Tadashi Miki (but not Tadashi Migi), my professional husband, and Colo, the dog of the Heavenly Grass family, were bidden farewell in person.

    With the three of my employees, I was at work, but I finally explained the situation on the phone.

    But we''ll see each other once every few months. I don''t even have to worry about it the way I''ve been. However, it was hard for Yut to say goodbye to Colo, who couldn''t possibly understand what was going on around there.

    So much so that I seriously considered taking him to the Brewers.

    In the end, I stopped thinking that the environmental change would have a good effect on Colo, which is more than 10 years old and can be said to be an old dog...

    Can''t you manage to reduce the spacing of the dimensional gates (gates)? Yut, I almost thought about it for real.

    (It''s just that then it''s going to spring weird...)

    I have also consulted with Vainamarinen, but the use of dimensional gates is limited. I am not going to let Verga, who knows he exists and disappears at some point, or the Hyung-chul Conference free him.

    Although there is no original concern that Dal-Lukash will use Yut on his own more than he has defined him as the Lord.

    Neither did the yut contemplate any more use than occasionally going to see his family, if polarized.

    For some reason, the cherry blossoms are blooming beneath the Falve because Dal-Lukash liked them, but I''m not going to let the other flora and fauna move in.

    That''s the same thing with automobiles and other instruments of civilization.

    Even if you force the clock needle forward, distortion just occurs.

    For a long time, there has been no rash in a consistent policy.

    Yut''s hand stops as he continued to handle his work in a tight fashion while thinking like that.

    "This is compensation from Viscount Playmea..."

    "Something wrong?"

    A con man who, while Yut was away, entered into a contract that Arcia could call punitive. Aiming at a mine of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron), the aristocracy of neighboring Chronica Emerging Countries was scattered in countermeasures that Yut was supposed to have kept "just about none of this".

    When I heard about the upside of things, I was somehow aggrieved by guilt.

    Later Yut, who was checking the contract of waiting for the approval of his lord, Valtrude, throws it on his desk and arms it.

    "Is this okay to send the contract forward?

    "That''ll be fine..."

    I don''t think there are prisoners who aren''t happy that the execution has been postponed. Though Claude agrees, he doesn''t know his intentions and has a bad tooth cut.

    "I know a hundred commandments of punishment, and I''m sure you deserve it, but I thought it might be a little too much."

    "So do you make reductions?

    "In some cases"

    Yuut laughing as Gual. Look at that, I wonder which one it is, and Acorn sympathizes.

    "Let me investigate Viscount Playmea''s territory once. So, if you have any resources that you might be able to use, that means offsetting them."

    "I see..."

    There''s no way Viscount Playmea himself isn''t using it if he has promising resources, but if he''s the Lord, he might be able to discover undiscovered resources and minerals by some means.

    If not, it should be executed solemnly.

    Not sympathetic, but in the future, it was a necessary measure not to be bothered by the same fools.

    "Let''s make an offer to the other side."

    "Regards"

    So when the conversation is over, Yut moves the paperwork to a box labeled Pending.

    The next thing I had in my hands was also the case of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce in Folio-Farina, where the problem was raised during Yut''s absence.

    Meetings, no. Dueira Chamber of Commerce, imprisoned for the murder of former meeting-head Herbacio Dueira and acquired by the Count of Istas.

    I have heard the upside of the case, but it was something I wanted to forget as soon as possible.

    "To whom do we entrust the Dueira Chamber of Commerce..."

    This is not about asking for a settlement, it''s about asking for instructions. The physique is close to the report.

    "But you just re-neck the top, right? Then, as always..."

    "Thank you. It seemed like a close operation to dictatorship."

    Distribution lacks creativity, even if it is faithful and capable of faithfully carrying out orders. There''s no indication he was trying to develop the next generation of talent.

    This was due to Herbacio Doueira''s intention to liquidate the Chamber of Commerce if the time of death approaches, but for that matter, troubles were to fall on the Yuts.

    "From the council of Hardenturm, I don''t know"

    "Nothing"

    "Nothing?

    Old Claude shakes his head on a rare Buddha top surface. Both Yut and he were wondering if someone would screw it up by smelling a money-making story...

    "Can''t you get that far or lack of talent or ideas"

    "Perhaps there is reluctance because of the extra land."

    "Well, Regina wanted to bite one, but she regretted not being able to do it because we have a business here."

    Follow up from Acorn to get an idea of the general situation.

    Indeed, the sale of clothing produced by Acorn is also close. I guess you want to focus on that one.

    "Then I wonder what I''ll do..."

    The Dueira Chamber of Commerce is a big store.

    It will be possible to maintain the existing deal alone, and in the future it is to be handed over to Folio-Farina - although, naturally, we will receive the consideration.

    Temporarily, some hands say Yut will take care of him...

    "You want to do it in a competition?"

    "Huh? You mean to open the president to the public?

    "What does that mean......?

    Old Claude is baffled by two unfamiliar words. Of course. There is no way to leave it alone, and Yut concretizes it as he talks about the ideas that come to his mind.

    "What business do you do as you become the head of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce? Ask the experts (...) to submit that plan for consideration. And interview the brilliant around Valtrude, and if someone is likely to be entrusted, let that person take the lead."

    "... that you will cede the rights of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce?

    "No, I''m just paying you to do a meeting. We or the Folio-Farina Congress own the rights of the Chamber itself."

    But then Yuut sinks into his own thoughts wondering if I should make it a KK, etc. Alternatively, it may be possible to solicit a business plan and change it to a form of making a contribution to it.

    Old Claude smiled when he saw such a superior.

    "Now, where shall we send that announcement?"

    "Mm-hmm. Is it good in Folio-Farina, Sejour and Hardenturm? Entry period is three months. If that''s all you have, a capable merchant will get the information."

    "Yes, sir."

    This cleared up the suspension. No, with more rewarding work, the joyfully brave old man Claude leaves Yut''s office.

    In a way, I can also say that the eyewitness player is gone, but of course, there is no way that Yut can get away with it.

    Valtrude and Alcia should each be doing their work in the temple. There''s no way he can do that, such as get out of hand in a situation like that.

    "Ugh...... That''s the last of it."

    I didn''t settle everything, but I looked through, signed and granted permission if I didn''t have a problem, and resubmitted what I found problematic.

    Incidentally, the source investigation plan submitted by Larsia could not even be pushed back because the documents were in full form. A little regrettable.

    The Larsia is on a journey to find a hot spring with Jonah. I''m taking out my personal belongings.

    (How much I liked the hot springs...)

    With that in mind, I look at the last document.

    "Next time, I just want to shop for a little benefit, just approve a little"

    "Oh. The one Zhu Yan was bringing..."

    I was curious about the benefits, but I guess it''s not expensive for Acorn to say so. I tried to hold the pen and write the autograph before I could look through it... and the hand stopped on the way.

    "Zhu Yin, Zhu Yin?

    "Hey, Yu-kun"

    "What is this item called shampoo, conditioner, body soap with lots of cosmetics?

    "The next time you go to Earth, you''re on the list of buyers."

    "That''s right. Where else would I buy it...... hey"

    Yut gets half-eyed.

    The made-up acorn turns a blind eye.

    "Of course, it''s an organic product that doesn''t affect the environment."

    "Organic, don''t just grumble at once...... Well, it''s nothing good to buy, but when you shop on the planet, you have the funds..."

    Until this time, I was close to emergency evacuation, so I also received funding from the Hyun-chul Conference, but that''s just not going to happen from now on.

    The easiest would be to have gold and silver coins bought out at the right price, but they also have a purpose.

    Specimens of organisms not present on Earth, such as magic drugs (potions), scrolls (scrolls), magic implements (magic items), dragons, etc.

    There was as much as the Hyun-chul Conference could crave and offer from here, but some parts of it were out of control as to what would happen afterwards.

    "We''ll discuss it right over there."

    "Nice to meet you"

    Add this matter to your heart''s note, and Yut makes a great stretch.

    Today''s work was also a paragraph, and I noticed that the sun was still setting.

    On Earth, I feel more fulfilled now than sloppy in a hotel.

    Let''s keep this up and get the job done without a wave.

    That''s what Yut thought until he got to the floor this day.

 163 Epilogue (after)

    The floors and walls sparkle and warm light is pouring down from above but the ceiling is so high that you can''t see it.

    Similar facilities may exist on Earth if they are searched for, but there will be nowhere in the same space until there is an atmosphere that cannot be known without standing on the spot.

    Dreamy place.

    Too real a sight to clean up in a dream.

    Surely I should have been asleep.

    I can assure you that.

    So where am I?

    "I didn''t expect to see you again."

    More sparingly than last time, Yut breaks his knee to the Lord of the Throne.

    "Ho. Exactly, the second time, you lose your unexpectedness."

    "I don''t need it, so that''s it"

    Satisfied with Yut''s response, a blonde young child sitting on a throne decorated with countless jewels made of gold breaks up her rapport.

    Zeras, god of knowledge.

    Be the goddess of Trus-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery that Alcia believes in, patron saint of the wise.

    Once again, Yut had been summoned to the Palace of the Knowledge God.

    "But I don''t know why I was called to this place this time..."

    "Oh, it''s normal and good. I''ll skip the hard ones."

    "Well, sweeten to your words,"

    Don''t hesitate to get up from the outfit you were kneeling in, and the words are in your heart, Frank. I need respect for the gods, but I don''t need belly art.

    "But it''s also troublesome to be unconscious."

    "I''m sorry about that, but I have an idea..."

    Knowledge God has an innocent grin of a young child on his throne, and counts the achievements of the Yuts as he folds his fingers, moaning only with words, "It''s not worth rewarding."

    "He pushed back the helix of despair (Leliulia) in the present world, and returned Koeli Renato, Mother of Invisibility, to the bedding, and corrected the disturbance of the disturbed dimensional boundary. This isn''t merit, what are you saying?

    "Oh......"

    If you ask me, I certainly might.

    But it didn''t even seem like a credit for saving the world, as it seemed to be the result of our actions for each other, rather than working with our colleagues to accomplish important things.

    If I did it the way I wanted to, the results followed.

    As for Yut''s sense of reality, that''s all.

    "If I knew that, I would have told Jonah..."

    Last time I ran out of "I don''t need it," Yona. I have a feeling I''m going to give the same response this time, but if I had known beforehand, I could have taken care not to be rude at least.

    "No, if you educate me properly from time to time..."

    Yes, it''s not too late now. Talk to Arcia and let Jonah at least get some common sense.

    "Look, Heavenly Grass Brave."

    "Oh, I''m sorry"

    "So, what do you want the reward for?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut can''t answer.

    Sometimes I wasn''t expecting it, and recently, the memorial came true.

    "Besides, are you close with your wives?"

    "Read your mind, will you stop it!

    "Excuse me. Excuse me. Let''s say we weigh ourselves in on this occasion. But I''m a god, and I''m a wife, and I''ve got three or four wives, and it''s a tough story."

    "Three. Not the four of us."

    If you can never give in there, Yut corrects it with a hard voice.

    Anyway, I''m still swayed by this knowledge God''s naivet¨¦.

    "Then why don''t we communicate the wishes of others first? In your world, it''s called service."

    "... okay?

    "No matter, no two words"

    Gelas laughs at Gual not just saying it''s my pleasure, but rather my convenience to Yut.

    "Valtrude Istas, you asked Helenonia for ''a place to confront Verga, the demigod''. Sooner or later, Helenonia told me it was going to happen."

    "Val......"

    He was pretty depressed. To his radical wishes, Yut laughs bitterly.

    Besides, I didn''t know it would happen sooner or later...

    Will the desire to eliminate such a future be valid?

    I was a yuut to think so, but I shook my head instantly. Sooner or later, it will mean that fate converges there. I mean, wasted wishes.

    "The faithful followers of my wife, ''Peace and peace for all''. The Brave Men of the Meadow Race (Magner) are" Nice Encounter, "and the Great Warriors of the Rock Titans (Jarloot) are" The Hot Springs Inn. "

    "Old man... you can have a child, is that okay... No, is it better than muscle...? Larsia... life, is that good..."

    Before my best friend''s wishes, my fianc¨¦e''s wishes get sumptuous.

    Furthermore, "Nice Encounter" makes me cry around not guaranteeing just the encounter ahead.

    "And I think you told her you didn''t want a champion girl."

    "Is Yona Yona..."

    Thorough head, I only believe in my power. It really sounded like Yona.

    "It should be noted that girls from different worlds-"

    "What? And Zhuyin?

    I didn''t fully assume that.

    Knowledge God looks down with pleasure at Yuut, who turns a blind eye to surprise.

    "Looks like you wanted a bed where you could get tired in a short time."

    "I bought it if I wanted it..."

    Well, that sounds like an acorn. At least, I''m glad I didn''t lose my weird desire.

    "So, Heavenly Grass Brave. How?"

    "Right..."

    To be honest, it didn''t help anything.

    These are my friends who are not interested in the interests of the world.

    (Well, what wish should I make?

    For example, ask me to tell you a spell I don''t know.

    Especially, I know very little about subdivine spells either Yut. If you become a knowledge god Zeras, you will also know many useful spells.

    For example, give them magic equipment (magic items).

    The special blessed magic fixtures of the gods, like Valtrude''s wandering demon sword Divine Subjugator, naturally have a performance far beyond that created by the disciples.

    For example, I hope for physical enhancement.

    Health and muscle strength will depend more on the extent, even the miracle of delaying aging and prolonging life expectancy.

    None of them are helpful (...) choices that the fellows didn''t choose.

    "... I''ve decided"

    "Let''s hear it."

    But he was a Heavenly Grass Brave.

    If you seem to make such a difficult wish, you are not here.

    "I think it will be a minute divine (avatar), but for once, could you please come to our capital - Falve?

    Nervous as to whether the salutation is wrong in my heart, I play a wish that no one or God could have anticipated.

    "... so, what profit does Heavenly Grass Brave get?

    "Well, if you can inspect the city and give me your thoughts,"

    "I see."

    Interesting, Xerus, the god of knowledge, laughs at his naivety.

    Though the Minutes Divine Body, God descends.

    I don''t mean to be a tabernacle, but that''s all the land gets blessed and sheltered. In addition, thoughts from the Knowledge God - if you take advice, you will also be able to expect further development.

    But that''s not all Yut is after.

    Yes, the story is simple.

    I want you to see the city we made. Hey, I''d also like to brag.

    That''s just what I thought.

    "The wish, I did accept"

    Strictly, the Knowledge God tells.

    Its glory, its awe.

    I kneel naturally, even though I was told I didn''t have to.

    "Well, I''ll be waiting for you"

    On one knee, the face facing the front.

    With a smile on his face, Yut said so.

 164 Prologue

    The largest human state in the world of the Blue Covenant (Brewers), the Rotosilt Kingdom. Its emerging, but no, emerging, but therefore, the most vibrant Count of Istas territory.

    The housekeeper who handles the affairs. Arch Mage, the world''s five-finger magician, only two visitors from different worlds.

    Dark-haired, slightly ill-eyed boy with a number of daunting titles - Yut Amaxa had been physically and mentally pushed into his office.

    "Yut?

    "Yut, please do it again"

    It''s two beautiful girls doing it.

    Wearing a crimson eyelid, Alcia wears a black robe, the usual outfit in this world. Even if Acorn smiles and gives him the clothes he wore on Earth, he doesn''t try hard to get through his sleeves.

    However, if Yut asks - I don''t think he has a choice but Alcia herself - only he should be happy to see it.

    Valtrude is also an outfit that has abandoned its colour tone in exchange for the athleticism of denim that he brought from Earth to an adorable tunic.

    At the same time, however, it draws a sense of dynamism and spirituality overflowing from her, giving her a sense of anticipation as if she were celebrating spring.

    Acorns also usually refrain from active coordination with regard to Valtrude. Anyway, most of the clothes will help her at the moment she wears them.

    Then it''s only good when it''s here that I''m serious.

    Those two have three things in common.

    To be childhood friends born and raised in the same village of Ozlic, to be subject to different divinity but to serve God together, and to have the same man as husband.

    This time, it''s the second common denominator that Yut is stuffed.

    "Are you both a little restless?

    This situation is the result of the fact that we were all gathered together to talk about the reward that was to be given to us by the gods.

    Yut, arraying at the desk in the office, tried to push back the two fianc¨¦es, who were still trying to get over it, "You can tell if you talk".

    But it doesn''t work for the two of us right now.

    A diocesan knight (Paladin) who wanted "a place of direct confrontation with the demigod Verga" for ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia - at least for Yut - dyes the best beauty in the world into the colours of excitement and repulses Yut.

    "Zeras, what does it mean that God is coming to Falv"

    "The Avatar of Zeras."

    "Same thing."

    I sealed my fianc¨¦e''s excuse perfectly and stared at Yut with a sharp eye.

    That was a difficult experience to gain, but I''m sure I have to explain something.

    "Look, there''s a lot of equipment out here that goes beyond the general level of the world, right? I was wondering if you could confirm that with the Zeras God and get operational ink. In the myth of the Earth, you just build a tall tower and they tear the language apart, right?

    "Because that god is so aggressive..."

    "The gods of this world are not so narrow as not to allow rapid development. Well, it depends."

    Arcia may have added that because she came to think of Mass Driver, who sent Koelirenato back.

    "... So, Yut. You haven''t even decided when you''re coming, have you?

    "Exactly. Only God knows."

    "Brave man, because I didn''t say anything good"

    The other visitor, Akane, is also on the easy side of the inquiry.

    Become a god, he is summoned by Riya, goddess of beauty and art through his dreams. Maybe he didn''t think it was much different from that.

    Most likely, given that the only bed I wished for at that time was a ''weary bed'', it was just not realistic and I didn''t really understand it.

    "To put it mildly, Yut. How long do we have to keep you welcome?"

    "Wouldn''t it be nice if you just looked at it the way it was?

    "Oh well!

    Valtrude, who does not accumulate and absurds his voice.

    Larsia and Exile, sitting on the couch facing bystanders, watched silently as we reached the end of such a conversation. Sometimes enjoyment requires a little patience.

    But Yut sits deeply in his chair and sheds Valtrude''s wrath.

    "If you''re a god, you can keep an eye on us whenever you want, right? I mean, it doesn''t make sense to just take care of the top side. If you live without shame from day to day, you have nothing to panic about."

    True theory.

    Or a manipulation wearing that cassette.

    "... um"

    It was also Valtrude''s weakness.

    "So is that. All right. First, shall we do the Solemnity of Discipline from the Temple of Hellenonia?"

    Seeing those two, the meadow race (Magner) slaps his hand that he wanted to see it, and the rock giant (Jarloot), who usually doesn''t change his expression, also laughs quietly like a mountain.

    Only Jonah, not knowing what the problem was, was tilting her neck. I guess the concept of fixing it doesn''t exist for this Albino girl.

    "Ugh..."

    I managed to fit round.

    In such a reassuring moment, I can speak from the servant of another God.

    "Yut kun"

    "What -"

    At the same time he turned around, his forehead was bounced with white and long fingers.

    There is little pain. It''s adorable as an act.

    "Have you reflected?

    "... Yes"

    Wishing world peace to the goddess of death and sorcery, Alcia succeeded in encouraging reflection on the roots of all evil with minimal violence. Of course, it was done to this extent because of the existence of good reason to hope to come.

    Never, personal feelings don''t matter.

    But Acorn disagreed.

    "Something''s changed about Mr. Arcia''s atmosphere."

    "Colour messed up?

    "Yona!?"

    Intolerably, the archbishop in black (Patriarch) is about to collapse from his knees.

    Except nobody said that was bad. Instead, all my colleagues on this occasion even welcomed it.

    "I can''t believe it looked that way..."

    Not for the reason that you see something unusual, a depressing Alcia... should be.

    "So, Yuto"

    "What the hell. For once, I only have a bad feeling about it."

    "I don''t have enough money, so lend me?

    "First, let''s explain what we''re going to use it for"

    "If you''re a brave man and Larsia, aren''t you heartbroken?

    "Kimochi Wa"

    Yut also agrees from the bottom of his heart.

    "I asked for the Hot Springs Inn.

    "Oh...... It was made by the sea near Hardentrum."

    Definitely.

    The Mindfulness (Remote Site) spell confirms that there are buildings closer to the hotel than inns. I''m sure the hot springs are gushing, too.

    "We''re going to run it at my place."

    "Old man, is that all right?

    "If only we and the tribes could use it as a priority."

    "Doesn''t it work all year round, and it''s just a burden to have"

    It was a style exile that could be described as reckless in battle, but it was a solid policy like his usual.

    "But don''t chew on it long enough"

    "Of course I do. I don''t know where we''re going to meet!

    "Right..."

    Yut can''t say anything. Because we''re friends.

    Both Acorn and Alcia were smiling bitterly. The truth is, sometimes it''s cruel.

    "But there''s never enough money, is there?

    "Well, that''s not enough there,"

    Two people smile badly.

    This is what Larsia says.

    "You might have to go ahead with our organization alone, so back off."

    - and.

    But Yut can''t easily nod either.

    "Give me a business plan. Then I''ll decide to approve it and let it be financed from Hardenturm''s council."

    "There''s no other way."

    Lightly, a compromise was reached.

    Now the Chamber of Commerce in Hardenturm can also influence the new business. And Larsia can avoid the extra crap, too.

    "Speaking of Hardenturm, it''s time to sell me and Regina''s clothes."

    "... I don''t wear weird clothes"

    Jonah, who likes the ruffled outfit of a t-shirt on her shorts, draws a line of prevention with a grumpy look.

    But it doesn''t work for acorns.

    "Of course, ''cause Jonah''s gonna have you at a fashion show."

    "People talk, I don''t know..."

    "That''s because Jonah is the same. From that, Zhuyin. Where are we gonna do a fashion show?

    "Create a stage in the harbor, where you''ll be revealed and sold."

    "Ho. Finally, the launch?"

    Yut''s words as if he didn''t feel impressed.

    Acorn, who overheard it, strangles her fianc¨¦e''s boy with her hands on the waist of her maid''s clothes, which is becoming a regular outfit.

    "Sounds like someone else."

    In fact, it can''t be indifferent.

    Besides arranging for employees upon request, the material that failed to sew or cut needles was repaired with "Repair of Articles (Repair)", and when the cloth ran out, he was the one who created it in "Manufacturing (Craft)" from raw materials.

    But that''s why he''s called the Great Sorcerer.

    However, although I''m glad Acorn and Regina''s hard work paid off, I''m also sure it''s hard to take an interest in itself.

    "If I was intrigued by women''s clothing, you''d pull it off. And Val and Arcia aren''t the ones who star as models."

    "What... so...?

    "... what do you mean?

    To those two reactions, rather, Yut and Akane look at each other. Whatever you think, you can''t leave it alone.

    "Give it up. Because me and Regina will also star. Goddamn it, I can sell it. I sent a sample to Eudit..."

    Acorns give people a bad grin, but they couldn''t fool around with it for calculation. Already, the Valtrudes have advertised it by running through Hardenturm, and they have also chewed one Larsian organization on it.

    Besides, if the design, comfort and ease are on top, they can''t be sold.

    "It doesn''t matter."

    "Don''t say that. You want to sell kids'' clothes too."

    "Yut betrayed..."

    The Albino girl makes a voice like the end of the world, but it doesn''t make much of a difference because she''s as faceless as usual.

    To Jonah like that, Yut overlaps words even more.

    "And, Yona. I''m done with school enrollment. I''ve spoken to my master."

    "Ya."

    It was Jonah who denies it at the bottom, but this time I won''t give up either Yut or Alcia.

    "You can always be with us, but you can only spend time with kids your age now, right?

    "Ugh."

    You two will never give in.

    Feeling it, Jonah soars.

    "This is a decision."

    "I''m not going."

    Valtrude takes another anxiety as he looks sideways at the exchange between father and daughter.

    "Are you leaving Jonah to Tulu...?

    Excellent, but as you can see from the way Yut was raised, an insane elf magician (Warlock).

    The worry was that both Larsia and Exile agreed that it was the difference in degree.

    "Jonah and Tull are on fire, but when they''re together, they''re on fire."

    "Aren''t they both, originally, flames?

    I know even Yut. I know there will be a hell of a chemical reaction.

    Still, there''s nothing I can do about it.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, I have classified the paperwork"

    There, a tall slender beauty with rainbow hair came into the office with a bundle of paper on her hands and at the end of her hair.

    "Who? I know the answer."

    "Whatever Dal-Lukash''s contact terminal is, it affirms Migi Zhuyin''s guess"

    Dal-Lukash with a slight chest strain and good at it.

    An interface that runs independently, apart from the body as a dimensional dragon. The outfit is a long dress as long as it consisted of energy itself, but the face and body are closer to humans rather than to spirits as seen in her spiritual body.

    By the time he was pathological, his face was so neat that he could see the crop, his expression seemed almost immobile and puppet-like.

    "Beautiful secretary, you do it."

    "Oh, ''cause he says he can help me with something"

    Yut accepts Dal-Lukash if he has no other intention at all.

    She''s satisfied, too.

    "Is that it? Something we haven''t lost?

    It was the truth without a minute''s gap.

    Beyond the sky dwells the gods, and in the depths of the earth, the devils (demons) constantly contend.

    It is recognised as a fact, spoken of in many legendary legends, but in fact, ascending to the sky or high does not lead to heaven, and even if you dig into the ground, you will never reach Naruto.

    They are all in a different dimension from the material world, including the Brewers, and you can''t even knock on the gate without opening a dimensional gate (gate), etc.

    It occurs very rarely that you get lost in accidental accidents, but to move intentionally, that''s what a grand magician-class theoretical spell is needed.

    Indeed, there is no Nara in the basement of the Brewers.

    But underneath there were biological phases different from the ground and different worlds existed.

    southernmost tip of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    Where the home of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) once existed.

    Abandoned land.

    There was something deep beneath it.

    In the distance, the black mass just seems to be moving.

    But if anyone had foreseen the darkness, they would not have been deterred from screaming.

    There was an upright ant-like creature (creature). There was a anomaly in the scorpion where a person''s upper body grew. There was a giant roach with intelligence. For a few meters, there were people with the head of a bee who used an earthworm (mite) as a spider.

    Human beings are beings whose thoughts differ from earthly beings in ethics and values.

    Things that built their own ecosystem underground and didn''t interact with the ground.

    Once upon a time, there was an unfortunate contact with the Book of Nothingness, which was expanding the castle of the Black Demon.

    Conflict, but no settlement.

    The struggle was thought to be over without anyone knowing that the passage with the underground was also blocked when the castle of the black demon left the earth.

    But that was early.

    In the underground tunnel, the voice of a chicken and a bug tree spirits.

    From feathers to abdomen, hundreds and thousands of bugs squeal in their own flushes.

    Envy on the ground.

    thirst for fresh raw bait.

    Simple, uncompromising desires.

    The feathers trembled and made it sound, and the insecticians (Insectians) turned to the ground again.

 165 1. Preparation night

    The sunset was overshadowing the city of Hardenturm.

    Then, to drive it away, the shutter of the street lamp sealed with "Light Fire" is raised to Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

    Hardenturm.

    The city of shipping and commerce has developed as a port of call connecting the South with Folio-Farina, the largest city in the Brewers.

    When I heard that this city, which had been allowed de facto autonomy, even if not aggressively, would be placed under the control of the Count Istas family, no one could have anticipated its current development.

    That''s not impossible either. Valtrude, promoted to a noble nobleman named Count, is a hero but an adventurer. In other words, we have to decide that the internal affairs arm is hopeless rather than unknown.

    Best and maintain the status quo. Normally, conflicts arise in taxation first. And there should be all sorts of problems triggering it and confusion.

    That was the common view of those involved in commerce in this Hardenturm, large and small.

    It was the Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa, the housekeeper, who masked it lightly and less than a month after the destination.

    He literally swept away the pirates who had uncovered the injustice of the Exdero Chamber of Commerce, which was Hardenturm''s best chamber of commerce, while at the same time haunting his head for years.

    In addition, public utilities were promoted in the port''s restoration works to drop gold, and the tax system was also changed to spit gold out of the Chamber of Commerce all over the city.

    The increase in income beats the increase in prices, and the population is growing, albeit with restrictions.

    It also gained a new place of consumption, Mainz and Falve, with improved shipping through the elimination of pirates and a transport revolution through carriage railways. In Mainz, a new specialty called Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) is also created.

    Only then did I prepare a large quantity of ice to transport perishables.

    You can''t be blamed for getting this far and not getting a good economy.

    It was experiencing unparalleled prosperity in the past.

    Although autonomy in councils made up of leading merchants, temple officials, etc. continued, when this happened, it was to the Count family. Precisely, you can''t possibly go against the house slaughter or anything.

    Some said it was a blatant candy and whip split, but in reality it''s profitable. There''s no reason to disobey. Nor are you basically fond enough to allow a moderate house slaughter of the Earl of Istas family or a disobedience for no reason.

    And as if to keep pace with this policy, the society behind Hardenturm changed painting the moderates with one night as a border.

    This gives the free-trade city of Hardenturm access to safety and control of the law. The forces trying to expose the money in their hands by legitimate means from the side like a vulture vanished beautifully.

    The new backward society, culminating in a grassland species (Magner), moves forward with switching the organization itself to something legal, and even begins to offer healthy, new entertainment.

    On the face of it, they and the Count Istas were not to be involved. But, naturally, those who know the leader who cowed the back society have to realize the connection. Instead, I just ask you to guess.

    Accurate policies as if I had foreseen ahead.

    That''s obviously overrated, and the timing happened, but you can''t possibly tell that from the rest of us.

    Even if not, the current situation boils down to favourable conditions with a spare investment from the Count Istas family.

    I didn''t mean that at all in person, but in this city, Yut is no longer equal to the god of life.

    - And also, a new industry was about to be born in Hardenturm.

    "Guys, let''s take a break"

    Two weeks after we reported to each other in Yut''s office the reward we wished for the gods.

    An acorn dressed as an apron in the uniform just came out of the cooking area fills the tray with tea and sweets and enters the workplace.

    Previously, the workshop prepared by Regina became narrow, so the garment factory was newly remodeled and built by the warehouse.

    Larger workbenches lined up in spaces as large as the school''s gymnasium, with women concentrated on needlework up to their forties and low teens down there.

    With a word of acorn, the air slackens, and the employees gather in a three-and-a-half break space after finishing to a good point.

    "I gave you some doughnuts today. Connect me to dinner."

    "Yay. I love your daughter''s treats!

    Don''t worry about it for a second.

    My daughter, who did so, can''t help but look away from the sweet temptation. First, a young daughter arrived and reduced the number of views that a pile of doughnuts would see in the basket.

    Meanwhile, employees of comparatively old age brew herbal tea first with self-service and secure seats in rest spaces when acorns called "ladies" can''t possibly be wrong in number.

    After a while he went to all of them, and those who were close to him sat stiff with each other, and all at once the rape soared.

    "Oh...... That''s all I''m glad you worked for..."

    "Amy doesn''t need a salary."

    "I''m here! And don''t call me Amy!

    Snacks prepared for employees who are early for evening meals but do not have time to grab dinner.

    Motto''s workplace was the healthy management that usually wouldn''t let him work overtime, but now that the revelations are near, he can''t say the same.

    The colour of fatigue could not be concealed just for the detailed work, but the atmosphere was bright.

    (Sounds like a cultural festival.)

    And Acorn has feelings that no one can understand on this occasion. Exactly, it''s like before a summer/winter event. There''s just a difference between not saying... Maybe it''s because it''s not so much slaughter.

    "Lady, but so much sugar and oil sweets, is that all right? I can sell it."

    "I wouldn''t sell it unless it tasted satisfying to me, and in that case, it''s too expensive to sell, right?

    "Uh-huh."

    Acorns with the employees we''ve totally gotten along with in recent months. By the way, Regina is called the "president" that Acorn put out. Though with the recognition of the great, you wouldn''t know the meaning of the word.

    "Ha... I can''t believe you behaved like this, and then you even got a place to live on the paycheck. I never imagined it until I got here."

    "Hey, Mr. Barbara. How many times?"

    "This is why we''re getting older..."

    "Young or old, it would be good if there was demand"

    "Knock."

    That said, an older woman called Barbara stretches her chest. Seeing that, my face to face daughter groaned remorsefully.

    They did not recruit from around Hardenturm or from Count Istas territory.

    It is a family of soldiers scattered as defensemen on the north tower walls, gathered around Sejour, the king''s capital.

    He is paid a lump sum of that amount at the time of the death of the war, as well as a pension for those whose lives cannot stand. Still, widows'' lives were bitter and the reality of budgetary constraints also existed in welfare policies on the part of the Kingdom.

    There, I''ve never threaded gold - and that''s just a misunderstanding - but the Earl of Istas suggested their emigration and employment.

    Accept the work if it is tailored but easy needlework.

    At the same time, the conditions presented are broken when it comes to providing clothing and accommodation for four pieces of Japanese silver coins, and if you have knitting and shoemaking skills, you will receive even more advantages. You can migrate with your family.

    Applications arrive on this favorable condition - on the contrary, at first I was greatly suspicious. Sure, I can''t help but be misled as to whether it''s a crowd.

    Ultimately, there was assurance from the royal family that planned personnel could be secured, but they were to be thankful for the correctness of their choices and the patrol.

    I wonder if work is tough just because it''s well treated, and I have a break from working eight hours a day, plus I have two days off a week. So much so that I got an opinion to let me work more.

    The job description was also thoroughly divided by Regina in consultation with Acorn.

    Make sure you only take charge of stitching and cutting certain parts, reducing various burdens. In the meantime, the full cooperation of the Great Sorcerer will repair the material even if it fails - that is, it can fail in production.

    I don''t like it, but my skills go up.

    Nevertheless, if I hadn''t been so impotent, I wouldn''t have been able to launch a new brand or anything in just a few months.

    "Ugh. Not really."

    "Yummy."

    "Mixed"

    A relatively young corner of my daughters gathering seems to have more food than chatter. I even had a daughter who was still holding warm doughnuts with both hands and carrying them to her mouth in turn.

    "... there''s nothing weird in there, is there?

    I open my mouth if Acorn, who was struck by anxiety as if their intelligence index was dropping and has carried a replacement, doesn''t tell me for now.

    "Because it''s delicious"

    "That''s good...... But you can''t eat too much, can you?

    It was an acorn that I would say with a slightly more nuanced appearance, but in my heart I was raising my pleasure. After the trial and error, it was worth the secret improvement to fit the mouth of this (Brewers) person.

    This human preference. To put it in short, the intensity and sweetness of the flavor are just. Should I say straight or simple?

    I don''t have quite the body or the lid, but I can''t help pressing the taste of the planet. However, there is also a history of moulding paper from averages that measure the size of their bodies. I just want you to stay in shape if you can.

    "Lady, come to your daughter-in-law. I''ll be happy."

    "Are you gonna be?

    "Good, but you can''t afford this kind of luxury without making money, can you?

    "I''ll pay for it! Pay later!"

    "I didn''t want to hear that..."

    "I mean, your daughter belongs to her husband, right?

    "But that husband keeps all the beauties as well as his daughters."

    "I''m jealous..."

    "Huh? What?

    It''s no longer a scene of fornication.

    It attracts attention from other tables, but unfortunately, it was also the usual thing.

    "Mr. Acorn, I''m sorry I left it to you"

    There, he rocked a slightly wavy blonde and Regina showed herself. The relaxed air strains at once on the appearance of the "President¡±.

    I know he''s a casual person, but his employer can''t help but be nervous about him.

    "Ah, brave man."

    Acorn rushes over as she finds her fianc¨¦e and takes off her apron. Dozens of sayings concentrate, but ignore. Without that much courage, I wouldn''t be able to do his fianc¨¦e or anything like that with Valtrude or Alcia.

    "Tired. We''re almost done here."

    "Yes, rehearsals are just the same"

    Yut and Regina lined up and reported so. Beside you, you two look like a good relationship. That''s undeniable, too, Acorn.

    "Speaking of which, I''ve heard rumors that the president is my husband''s mistress..."

    "Possible"

    I hear you, but Yut didn''t blame you.

    If I did that, what would happen to Regina, who is a little lit up beside me? And how huge the tail fins will be.

    Yut will know the true meaning of the serpent.

    More than that, honestly, this space is awkward.

    In the sense of being surrounded by women, that was the case at a time when they asked me to assist them with territorial management. In the sense of beauty, it does not have to be compared to Valtrude or Arcia.

    But numbers are violence.

    Overwhelming awesomeness. I couldn''t say anything bad and there was a place there where all I could do was laugh lovingly.

    "I''ll do my best as a lighter on the day."

    "Now, are you allowed to use the brave man to perform?

    "Really now. But if you don''t speak to me, Jii of Vainamarinen will come out."

    "Ah. That''s troublesome."

    By vainamarinen, do you mean that great sage? No way...... and Regina and the employees have the same questions. At the same time, there can be no such thing as treating that great sage like a loud old man in the neighborhood.

    It was too early to confirm, and Regina spoke of another question.

    "So, Mr. Acorn. How''s this one coming along?

    "It''s going according to plan. The progress of the work seems to be fine."

    "Good. You''re going to make it."

    Yes, Regina smiles, but her voice is a little weak, and her eye neighborhood hasn''t been hidden out by makeup.

    But it was overflowing with fullness more than that.

    The acorn that came up with the idea and actually helped with the work, but without Regina''s organizational operation, it must have ended with the picturesque cake.

    There was also unplanned obstruction, but overcoming it also benefited from being able to use Dueira Chamber of Commerce inventories on the contrary.

    The goal is close.

    Resting should be good even then.

    "Sa, the break is over. Let''s do another good job, guys."

    "Yes!"

    The unveiling of ¡°Vermilio," the first fashion brand in the history of the Brewers, was imminent a week later.

 166 2. Festival Evening (Previous)

    On that day, the air in Hardenturm was somewhat lacking in calm in the morning.

    The past few days have been a pleasant climate, but one reason why temperatures have suddenly risen even after the middle of June.

    The other was due to the upcoming ¡°Vermilio" show-off event tonight, which had been announced by billboards and stickers installed all over the place for some time.

    In addition, with the lively music, artists stroll through the city and announce the event by putting it on a song. This is what Larsia did to Yut''s proposal.

    Satirists will have realized that this is a collection of publicities that the Niebes Chamber of Commerce is re-establishing has long set up by wearing strange and attractive clothes to its lords (Valtrude).

    Even more intelligent were even interested and fearful at the same time that the clothing that the Niebes Chamber of Commerce was about to sell out this time was a revolutionary thing that overshadowed the very concept of clothing.

    But the vast majority of people Regina and the others target are only aware that they are going to do something.

    First of all, that''s fine.

    Usually, evenings where you buy dinner at a stall or a restaurant and you have a lot to rush home on. But people were moving differently today.

    Not everything, of course, but a lot of legs are directed to the port district.

    There''s something out there, and they''re selling rare things.

    Even to that extent of information, people move. Many people in this city had the heart and room for money to seek such entertainment.

    On the other hand, there is also a certain number of people who do not participate just by looking at it.

    "Huh. You''re so easy."

    A certain tavern facing the boulevard. A man who couldn''t stand the heat and was holding out a table and wagging a lukewarm ale sounded his nose uncomfortably.

    Business is going well, but gray hair has recently begun to stand out in proportion to its busyness. It''s been grumpy since I realized that.

    "But you''ll succeed."

    "Really? I hear it''s a pretty strong price."

    A skinny and plentiful man surrounding the table takes over the conversation and speaks out for comments on the activities of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce.

    On a different scale, all three gathered here are engaged in business. It would also be natural to have a word.

    "That''s right. I''m not talking about doubling."

    Common people rarely buy new clothes, and it is common for people to wear them to sew themselves or buy old clothes.

    In the meantime, the Niebes Chamber of Commerce - no, Vermilio is trying to sell clothes around a piece of gold.

    "That''s a different way of thinking. If it''s just clothes, you can buy them anywhere. But the value that can only be bought there, the desire to be beautiful. And if you''re going to pay for it, it''s a different story."

    The same Chamber of Commerce came in at the same time and had a hard time with them, three of whom could be described as friends.

    Among other things, the sight of this skinny man was remarkable. If that''s what this guy says, to the extent that he''s trusted to be true.

    "Even if you just sell and buy normally, if you don''t hit badly, you''ll have a lot of success. But the big success is the one who made what he wanted."

    "Damn, I''ll make it as successful as I can with the Nievez Chamber of Commerce."

    "Right. That''s good to hear."

    The skinny man lifted the edge of his mouth to pick up the loss issued by his grey-haired friend.

    "Oh, what is it?

    "I just got back from a business trip, and I don''t have to know about it - but it''s our chance to be a big chamber of commerce meeting."

    With that said, the skinny man removed a few parchments from his nose.

    That was the outline on submitting a business plan to publicly solicit the meeting of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce, which Yut had announced. Hardenturm and Folio-Farina administrations, available free of charge.

    "This guy..."

    Examine the submitted business plan and the growth plan for at least a few years and entrust the operation of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce to those who deem it the best.

    Even if that''s not the case, if it''s a promising business plan, I''ll make a loan.

    I don''t think it''s real. For independently oriented merchants, a truly dreamy proclamation.

    "Your luck is turning."

    "Oh, shit."

    To be honest, that was a loser. Jealousy. In reality, there''s no backing whatsoever.

    But give me the merchant''s end too. The business I want to do, the plan I dreamed of. There''s as much of that stuff as there is.

    Let''s go.

    "Hey, where are you?"

    "First, I''ll see what the ladies at the Niebes Chamber of Commerce look like with these eyes"

    As the grey-haired man stood up and drank the remaining ale all at once, he raced the waves to the event venue.

    On a sunny night in June - when it rained, Yut would have done something with Weather Manipulation (Weather Break) - Hardenturm''s Harbor District had gathered people beyond the daytime.

    During the day, loads are loaded and unloaded, and a port sounds like a prestigious call. Conversely, the night was an unpopular and lonely place, which meant it was also convenient to accommodate large numbers of humans.

    The catwalk, where the main stage and model walk, was created less than five minutes after Yut applied the Stonewall spell.

    Around the catwalk, this is lined up with pre-made benches. Only from this audience and from the ship docked in the harbor will we be able to see the stage.

    The fashion show is the stage I made without thinking about it, but naturally, it''s the first format in this world. And this great mage is also in charge of all the performances and acoustics. It''s a costly stage in a different way.

    But keeping the show close and attracting the most people were the stalls placed around them.

    Needless to say, Larsia and her handouts were opening stores selling hot dogs seasoned with mustard rather than ketchup, ice-cooled wines and fruit water cut out by Jonah and Exile from Meteor Lake far north, and candy tangled with fruit such as anz.

    All familiar to the originator, but rare in this world, it sold to fly.

    "Larsia''s the one who got the most out of this one."

    From the stage sleeve, I say as if the yut that was looking at the sight was out there.

    He never stars himself, but he packs it as a performer. On the side, there was also Acorn and Regina in charge.

    However, because of the main tools and props used after this, the space is small. I''m going to snuggle with nature, but I shut out my exhalation and body temperature from my consciousness with iron willpower.

    By the way, Valtrude, Arcia, and Yona are waiting somewhere else (...).

    "I aimed for a synergy, but so far, that''s a bit of a downside."

    Acorns also admit to losing lightly.

    It was so hectic that I felt I couldn''t help it either. If you do poorly, you don''t know what the event is.

    "It''s okay. Because we have regulated the amount of cargo that will be brought in so that we can close the business when the show is imminent."

    "That''s Regina."

    "Make it tougher"

    That''s the same as Yut says it''s going to be sweet on Larsia...... Anyway, people were starting to gather around the stage as Larsia and her subordination started stalling around.

    Overall, there are many women and couples and families are noticed.

    Naturally, the Vermilio employees have everything except some (...) Hardenturm residents and merchants who have heard of their reputation. Besides humans, we can also see heterogeneous figures such as elves, dwarves and meadow species.

    Just as gender and age were a thousand different, so were expectations and enthusiasm for the event.

    Coincidentally, some enthusiastic girls have been waiting for this day since they saw Valtrude and Alcia all over the city, and some men say they''ve tried to come, though I''m not sure because it''s kind of a fuss.

    In the meantime, Yut rang the opening bell using the spell of Voices of Wind carried by the Wind.

    At the same time, there are a number of Dancing Lights around the stage to gather the audience''s gaze.

    The sight even feels the fun of the unseen dancing like a fluorescent light in the darkness.

    Where it nailed the eyes of a full audience for weeks around the perimeter, it gathered to the center of the stage and drove out the darkness.

    "Ooh."

    "Were you there the whole time?

    "I didn''t realize that."

    Some of the Dancing Light Fires offset the Dark Shadows (Darkness) spell that was hanging in the center of the stage, and the rest of the Dancing Light Fires illuminate the models that were lurking their breath in the Dark Shadows.

    The first is Vermilio employees. Among them, I chose three women with good style and walking attitude to get them to take the stage.

    A cheer, including laughter, rises from part of the audience, and the three move to the catwalk, as if they had signaled it.

    The lead is a brunette widow in a woolen textile piece with body lines that Arcia was embarrassed to wear.

    It''s a subtle thing to describe it as beautiful and get the endorsement of 10,000 people, but it has a strange color fragrance.

    Followed by daughters wearing white and water colored pieces. That''s not so rare, but the design of the piece itself is sophisticated in the free fashion of matching boots, drawing a line with the objects of this world.

    "Dancing Light Fire" bounced around them like that, emphasizing their charm as if to hypnotize what they see.

    I can''t even hear you blurring anymore. The audience were all in love with them, with their costumes.

    Their turn was only a few minutes, but it would have felt longer.

    When the three best men return to the back of the stage, Regina and Acorn show up instead.

    "Come on, go"

    However, that figure is still invisible to the audience.

    All you see is Phantom Carriage, an ash carriage pulled by a golem horse.

    When you circle the stage to slip and then stop the landing gear perfectly aligned with the catwalk, a crimson carpet pops out and ornaments the aisle.

    What kept coming down was acorns in made-up clothes.

    Orthodox style now wearing a long black dress with a white apron narrowed at the waist and even a white brim.

    The acorn is Regina dressed in a sleeveless dress with her shoulders peeled out.

    Decorated with delicate laces, the white dress accentuates her rich breasts, then delivers a neat waistline, and the fluffy, swollen skirt is adorable.

    Classical from acorns - though I also don''t think that''s a bad idea - to be honest, wild Brewers clothes.

    Hundreds of years from there are ahead, modern but future designs.

    A lady in such a dress and a servant in a costume who deserves to be used by her.

    That''s all that was expressed.

    Both Yut and Akane were surprised, but the concept of uniform was not yet fully penetrated in this Brewers.

    In other words, there is generally no such thing as a costume that a person in a profession or position must wear.

    Then you should make that concept.

    That was the concept of this combination.

    At the same time Regina stepped down on the carpet without a golem horse and turned into a miniature, and The Ashes or First Carriage went out of smoke and disappeared.

    With that in the back, Regina and Acorn''s subordinates advance the red carpet to its end point in a grand foothold, making an elegant turn and folding it back.

    It''s a showcase for anyone you like.

    I just want to burn it slowly in my eyes, but Yut doesn''t make that happen either.

    "Oh, you''re busy..." Fireball. "

    Suddenly, a fireball was released from the stage sleeve of the stage toward the sky, exploding heavily.

    Everyone in the audience admires the surprise and its beauty.

    In the meantime, on behalf of the two men who quickly pulled behind the scenes, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), equipped with magical silver (Mithral) armor on stage, and the Archbishop (Patriarch), wearing a crimson eyelid and a black coat of law and the Sacred Mark of Truss-Sink, showed up.

 167 3. Festival Evening (After)

    Valtrude and Arcia.

    Should I be surprised at the sudden appearance of the two of them on stage? Or should I be surprised that there have come out a person in costumes that has absolutely nothing to do with it?

    At the same time that the audience is bewildered, the magical silver armor and the coat disappear into particles of light.

    Valtrude then showed up dressed to highlight the girl in a cute mini flared skirt with a short sleeve summer sweater.

    Alcia, on the other hand, co-ordinates with an adult femininity called a checked long skirt on a jacket whose shoulder line is falling more toward the arm than usual.

    Using the earlier Fireball as a signal, Yona, who was standing by on the deck of a nearby ship, sends the two in on Teleportation.

    And the two armor and coat of arms are phantoms created in The Complete Phantom (Mirage Fact). If it lasts, the clothes that were originally worn will be exposed.

    It would be easy if the seeds were revealed, but from the audience it would only have seemed illusion.

    Besides, they''re two people whose models can also be described as endless beauties.

    The audience can even forget to sigh and just stare at walking the catwalk in a good position against their chest.

    That''s the same with their fianc¨¦e on stage sleeves - who has the privilege of not only seeing but also touching - but unfortunately, he had a job left.

    "... finally, the last one"

    While confirming that Valtrude and Arcia were moving behind the scenes, Yut tore five pages off the spell document to activate a spell that would be the last of the day.

    "Complete Phantom."

    When the curse document danced on stage and let out the light, a chapel was appearing there.

    Only that painting is as bright as day, with a peek at the blue sky. From afar, I could also hear the bell.

    There, Yona shows up with the bouquet in her hand.

    The Albino girl was dressed in a pure white silk dress with plenty of lace. It''s like a wedding dress.

    - So far, as planned.

    "... why, Eudit Malemias!?"

    Jonah shows up in Teleportation and throws the bouquet into the audience. A small bride, even bearing in mind that she will be interested in the bridal industry in the future.

    That should have been all, but for some reason Eudit Malemias - Prince Alsace''s fianc¨¦e - dressed in the same costume - was smiling like a flower. It''s very different from Jonah, who is on the top of the Buddha next door.

    You only look like a happy bride to Yut''s eyes, and even the audience who don''t know the wedding dress would have had a similar impression.

    "Zhu Yan said he gave her clothes too..."

    Like, send her gaze to Acorn on the other side of the stage sleeve, but she just shakes her head saying she didn''t know anything. Meanwhile, Valtrude looks at this one with a sorry look on his face.

    Eudit heard about this event and must have come with patience. Neither did Prince Alsace, given his own priors, be able to stop him.

    Then he joined the Valtrudes, dressed in costumes given to him by Acorn, and took part in the surprise.

    I can guess so, but is it a good thing to accept?

    Even though it bothers my mind with such questions, the stage moves on.

    Follow Yona through the catwalk and wave to the audience, Eudit.

    Yut followed the move in The Dancing Light Fire. It''s like admitting it, but there''s no choice in this place.

    Not expecting a woman to be the future Mother of the Nation to be here, the man who sees her is indulgent and the woman has a uniformly coveted look on her face.

    It''s definitely a success.

    At the same time I don''t interpret, but I can''t stay distracted.

    Finally, when Eudit threw the bouquet, Eudit operated the lights to match it.

    Not so much a takeover...... but the audience is boiling, anticipating a paragraph of it, Regina takes the stage again for greeting.

    But I could barely hear the words. At the same time, the curly cheers and applause don''t stop ringing, they cancel people''s voices, etc.

    Just about thirty minutes of events. That''s why an intense experience.

    Thus, during the great festivities, Vermilio''s debut event closed the curtain.

    "Zhuyin, annoying"

    "Oh...... Brave man..."

    I''m going to put a cold glass bottle on that cheek that I was excited and uplifted as I smiled bitterly at my childhood friend''s response as if my soul had fallen out.

    "Hiccup."

    Lovely acorn with an out-of-tune voice and swollen cheeks.

    I didn''t show a bare gesture holding that sentiment, and Yut sat silently next to Acorn.

    Line up on the shoreline, two shadows.

    We''ve already cleaned up after the event, and the hustle and bustle have been a long time. I was supposed to have to go home now, but Acorn didn''t care that much, sitting alone on the shoreline looking out at the sea.

    "Ah. That feels good."

    "Well, it''s a drink."

    Place a bottle with well cooled fruit water on your forehead or neck and take a cool. When a clear looking acorn does that, it''s oddly inflammatory. Seeing his childhood friend faint, Yut becomes aware of his heart beating faster.

    When he needed a cooldown, Yut swallowed his fruit water once and for all.

    A slight spill of liquid from the edge of the mouth conveys the chin and does not care because it is a magic device (magic item), but dirty the collar of the robe.

    "Don''t worry about it for a second."

    "Oh, bad"

    The acorn takes out the handkerchief and wipes it, and Yut does but remains. It''s just the two of us, so I''m accepting it with great respect.

    "I''m kind of out of my mind."

    As she entertained the bottle, she deposited her head on Yut''s shoulder and closed her eyes. That just makes me feel filled, and I don''t need to talk about it any more.

    "That''s all I''ve been working on every day."

    Planning, design, progress confirmation, labor management, etc. Especially here lately, it worked so hard to watch and worry.

    "It''s not just me, though."

    "So it''s not like Zhu Yin''s hard work will go away"

    "Well, I guess I''ll get an honest compliment"

    Acorns are the way to go and reward you.

    Guess what you''re craving, and consider if that''s feasible.

    I can, but I''m ashamed. But I can.

    Yut reached out his left hand and hesitated for a few seconds before holding his fianc¨¦e.

    "Totally, I''m used to handling girls."

    "I don''t know, this irrationality"

    But neither of us hated this kind of air. Especially the weight and body temperature transmitted by leaning in.

    "But I failed at the end. I never thought I''d get that much."

    "Well, I didn''t think I was doing it too much either."

    "Hey, the service is empty..."

    "Neither Val, nor Mr. Arcia, said anything, and I thought you were perfectly fine."

    Valtrude, who should have been a stopper, was also flushed into Earth culture, one of the causes of which was the failure to express strong concerns. Nor can you grasp that much in the crimson eye bands of Alusia, nor can Larsia stop it.

    "If you think calmly, if you outsource just my spell, it''s a level of thousands of gold coins. Well, that would surprise me."

    "And then, not only Val and Mr. Alcia, but even Master Eudit. What''s going on here?

    Don''t ask me.

    I took my foot to Acorn because I was begged by Eudit to "perform even at our wedding" and escaped.

    I feel like I''m going to take it on eventually, but it''s not good to be irresistible.

    "Marry me..."

    "What the fuck?

    "What are we gonna do?"

    "It''s..."

    I can''t say I''ve never thought about it.

    But Verga sent me around, and I went to Earth, and now it''s just a busy day to process the accumulated work.

    "You can''t afford to go that far. But while I''m saying that, I still don''t think I can"

    Before I was twenty, I didn''t think I was going to take this seriously...... and feel her presence beside me in emotion.

    Naturally, there was strength in my shoulder-holding hand.

    "Well, isn''t that good now?

    "Really?

    "That''s right. There''s a lot going on, but there''s our pace."

    "Or so it is."

    I decided to live in the Brewers. So we also live according to customs and common sense.

    That''s a fine thing, but it''s also something you can''t do.

    "Apart from marriage, come on, we''re engaged!

    "Don''t say it if you can light it up enough! For me, too."

    At night in the sea, we both blush our cheeks without being able to look at each other.

    Thanks, guys. Low tolerance for romance. I have some questions about whether it should be expensive, but I also think I want as much calm as Exile.

    "Oh, speaking of which,"

    "Uh, yeah, yeah."

    I couldn''t stand it and they both tried to change the subject at the same time.

    "What the hell, this is the right time..."

    "No, I just remembered that Mr. Arcia cared about my wife''s delay."

    "I thought it was painful that I was supposed to take home the stock I had prepared because of... Why am I talking about work? I''m not convinced."

    It was good to see the buzz, but the original plan was to sell the product as an impromptu after the buzz at that show.

    But the confusion was so easy to imagine that it was cancelled.

    Sure, it would be a matter of concern.

    But the difference in topic with Yut hurt my pride as a woman.

    "Well, I was a little out of consideration, too."

    Yut gives the lead to Acorn, urging him to go ahead.

    "I''ve got one thing to worry about."

    "You don''t care about inventory?

    "No, I''m not. Today''s discontinuation is natural considering accident prevention, but will you come to the store tomorrow..."

    "No, no, no. I''d rather worry about the queue."

    Yut watched the audience react best.

    Four pairs and nine starred. It was only a few dozen minutes of the event, but the audience''s eye glow was real.

    Performance using Yut''s spell.

    The beauty of the stars.

    That would of course have been unparalleled, but Acorn, Regina... Even the costumes we all worked together to prepare, I don''t think we were losing it.

    "If it doesn''t sell, what does it sell?"

    "Yes. Right..."

    Acorn''s eyes, which were shaking anxiously, regained strength,

    "Well, I know you''ll be worried."

    "I lost my mind, maybe I was feeling weak. Today is still the first step."

    Acorn held his childhood friend''s hand strongly in his shoulder, then rose out of its arms.

    Full of energy, it blinks like a bright, shining sun.

    "I''m not done with clothes. I''m going to repaint everything with accessories, underwear, shoes."

    "... acorns should be fooled like that."

    Yut also stands up and admires her so alongside her shoulders, but somehow her childhood friend next door looks delicate.

    "That, a dialogue to tell a girl?

    "I praise you..."

    Reflecting on whether it was too straightforward, Yut spread his hands that the meaning itself was unwilling to correct it.

    "Totally. Well, I''ll decide it''s an expression that came out because it''s our relationship"

    "... thanks for that"

    One thing I''m not sure about right now, but we should probably stay on board here. Yut responds small according to his survival instincts and changes the subject again.

    "In the meantime, this is over, and now you''re jonah''s admission..."

    "Are you a jerk?

    "If it was okay, I wouldn''t be so worried"

    "That''s the same thing..."

    A sweet atmosphere that did exist until earlier.

    That lightly sprayed away the clouds, and what was there was a young couple worried about raising their children.

 168 4. First School Attendance (Previous)

    Finally, the day has come for Jonah to attend the school - officially the Falve Elementary School attached to the Vainamarinen School of Magic.

    As usual, although we gather in one of the castle fortifications of Falve for breakfast by the feast Divine Feast, a severe silence dominates the venue.

    "Yona, you want some sausage?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Silence.

    The Albino girl doesn''t even try to see Yut. However, only the dishes were pushed here to encourage dedication.

    Alcia sighs at that attitude, Larsia laughs.

    "Yona, I know how you feel..."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "You''re very sick."

    Acorn threw a spoon early, and Valtrude made a tannic surface. But I won''t say anything more.

    I ended up dressed up exposing the sweet spot to my youngest child.

    Exile is absent because he is awake at his home set up in the city of Falve. Naturally because it is a newlywed, no one knew what the newlywed life of a rock giant (Jarloot) was like on this occasion.

    Jonah, picturesque of her displeasure, chews the sausage offered by Yut abusively.

    Do you really hate it, or are you just obstinate? It was difficult to tell from that attitude.

    Falv this day, it rains in the morning.

    That, moreover, creates gloomy air.

    "Yona, well, if you really don''t like it, you don''t have to -"

    "Yut, you can''t do that. Go through for at least a month and leave it to Jonah''s will to go ahead. That''s what you decided, isn''t it?

    "No, I am... Good luck tomorrow or something."

    "Brave man, what are you gonna do with me?"

    Like scolding my daughter for her sweet father. No, in itself, Arcia and Acorn blame Yut. Valtrude is silent. Positively, maybe it''s close to Yut.

    "Okay. Let Larsia go with you."

    "I''m an adult!?"

    "Name Proposal"

    To that unscrupulous thought, Jonah unexpectedly got on board.

    "Nice meeting you"

    "No, no, no."

    I was a laughing Larsia, but, uh, I say with a serious face.

    "... there isn''t, right?

    "Well, don''t they call you childhood sex?

    "What do you mean?!?"

    Apart from the content, I''m sure the air has lightened up for now.

    When Jonah poured the rest of the breakfast all at once into her mouth with stuffed water, she stood silently.

    "Yona, what''s wrong?

    While everyone pays attention to what they do. It activated psychic power without touching it.

    "... I''m coming. Teleportation"

    Suddenly he travels instantly and disappears from the spot.

    "Come on, Jonah."

    The next person to show up was in front of Tertione. An Elf Magic Instructor (Warlock) drops a fist bone on the head of an albino girl who appears abruptly.

    But Jonah didn''t change one expression, she avoided it.

    "Shit. That''s cute."

    Touching the chin of a barren beard, he makes a bad habit. Very unlikely to be a teacher''s word. Before that, it''s flat even when it suddenly shows up in front of you.

    Tertione takes the cigarette cigarette he left on his desk - a souvenir from Yut - while doing his gaze on Yona and lights it with a little magic (cantrip).

    I inhaled a lot of smoke into my lungs and spit it out satisfactorily.

    "It''s raining, it just flew in."

    "Whether it''s sunny or rainy, you''re gonna travel momentarily."

    "I don''t care."

    "Bloody hell, cancer."

    This is the Teacher''s Office at the Primary School. Initially, we tried to create staff rooms just like Japanese schools, but when the number of teachers was small but meaningless, we decided to have some private rooms.

    Naturally, the bookshelves and desks placed on one side of the wall, this room would be the only place they even have beds.

    He was in the middle of a single assignment to the elementary school when Len suggested that he live with him, but that he would not take care of his daughter.

    "Hmm."

    The disciple (Yut) asked me beforehand, but Tertione wonders why I am so dissatisfied.

    Apparently, going out on your own from time to time doesn''t mean you want to be with Yut or Alusia all four or six times, given that you''re eating and walking and hunting and playing bandits and monsters.

    So you''re saying you don''t want to wait with your kids - and so does Jonah. This makes me surprisingly familiar, this albino girl doesn''t seem like an impossible story...

    "What. You think I was forcibly separated from the Yuts and dumped?

    I walk fluffy, but I don''t like being forced to distance myself from my people.

    Realizing childish selfishness, Tertione speaks plainly of things that adults would not even think to say. This neighborhood was where this elf magician was not meant for educators, and it was also why Yut entrusted this college.

    "No, and. Absolutely not."

    "Well, I don''t care. Well, let me show you the building in a minute. I don''t even know if you''re here yet."

    Tertione rises as he wipes out the cigarettes at the corner of his desk. Grabbing and dragging Jonah''s collar so that even the cat child can grab it.

    "Ugh."

    I seriously hate it, but I''m not attacking you with my superpowers.

    You''ve grown a lot.

    Tertione took Jonah and left the instructor''s office behind, making him think like any other HR.

    "Yona."

    The Albino girl, who was urged to introduce herself by a Dwarf teacher from the Vainamarinen School of Magic, finished it with less than a minimum of words.

    Still, if Yut had seen this sight, he would have relieved himself of his chest.

    Better than ignoring it altogether.

    "Ugh, uhm. Now go to your vacant seat¡­"

    In a classroom with several rows of long desks lined up beside each other and several people sitting in bench-like chairs. Jonah approached the longest desk at the rear with a grasp and lowered her back to the corner.

    In a classroom with dozens of kids her age.

    Dwarves make up half of them, followed by many humans. In a small number, albino girls were heterogeneous even in this space where there are many elves, rock giants, and meadow races (magners) - not much discernment between adults and children as to the last.

    She looks at Jonah uniformly with childish curiosity, but she never intervenes. On the contrary, releasing a grumpy aura from his whole body, he can neither speak nor approach it.

    That would have nothing to do with the prior explanation that this Albino girl was a Lordship associate.

    Dwarf sorcerer (wizard) Niller, who was getting older and older, was also bewildered.

    As a dwarf, I went down the path of a rare theoretical spell, and yet, when I was feeling stuck with my talent, the story of educating my child came into play.

    If you ask, don''t you say that the students have a lot of fellow citizens?

    There may be something we can do to move forward.

    Applying with such an ideal, he had a full teacher life so far - and that''s where this Albino girl showed up.

    First of all, I couldn''t believe the existence of a student who went to school but wasn''t motivated. It''s insane in the first place that you can go to an educational institution for free in this Brewers.

    Therefore, there is no room for students without enthusiasm. At least, it didn''t exist in his rather long life.

    Therefore, I don''t know how to deal with it.

    Nevertheless, I couldn''t even delay the class for one of the children in question. Niller grips his beard and then proclaims aloud to regain his mind.

    "Today, first of all, this is your exam."

    This was originally planned.

    This classroom brings together the youngest - that is, slower progress in study - students, but that is not an accurate representation.

    After exam classes, the Tertiones had a discussion and decided to divide the basic classes into about three levels of proficiency, not age.

    And the students decided not to fix it completely and to replace it by comprehension.

    For this reason, tests to check progression are carried out frequently. I don''t even plan to make a transcript, so I''m just really going to use it as a reference for classifying.

    "Yes."

    As yet, it seems that the concept of something that doesn''t like testing is not pervasive, and the kids reply innocently.

    Except for Jonah.

    Even though he cares about it, Niller writes about 20 computational problems in chalk on the previous tablet and flips the hourglass on the table.

    The test time is 30 minutes.

    The students twist their heads and solve the problem as they photograph the tablet.

    Easy, single-digit and double-digit addition and pull issues.

    Still, it''s a big deal in this Brewers if you can answer it instantly.

    Niller looked at the kids eagerly solving the problem satisfactorily, but when that gaze passed the Albino girl, her hands really stopped shaving her beard.

    Anyway, just look outside - one side of the classroom is fitted with large glass of iron (crystal iron), which acts as a lighting tool - and you don''t even have the chalk.

    The sight of an Albino girl looking at the rain grains is picturesque, but you''ll just have to be careful. The Dwarf mage glanced at the hand first.

    "Become"

    Unexpectedly, I drank my breath.

    Sure, it''s not a difficult issue. But it should only be a few minutes after I finish writing the issue.

    Nonetheless, the stone slab said the answer, and - naturally speaking - all the questions were correct.

    While I was writing the question, I just think I was answering it at the same time.

    The Jonah just looks out bored to say that she fulfilled her brother-in-law and duty by solving all the problems. I don''t change one facial expression when a teacher approaches me.

    Exceptionally the only time my red eyes wobbled was when I saw something like a football goal on the playing field that looked beyond the window.

    Still, the result is the result.

    After confirming that all the sand grains have fallen, Niller checks and grades each and every stone slab.

    And...

    "Yona-kun is not the only one who answers all the questions correctly."

    A really reasonable result was announced.

    It is also, in a way, a natural story, that Jonah does have a young appearance, but a fundamentally different birth. I can read and write letters, and I don''t have any computational problems of this magnitude.

    "Wow."

    "Do it."

    "Damn, that''s not good."

    Do children react with 70% praise and 30% jealousy? I can point my sight at a mixed emotion of good and evil, but Jonah completely ignores it.

    Subtle air flows into the classroom.

    How do I cope with this heterologous molecule, even for my children? No, it''s the kids that are causing me to get lost.

    To the children''s problems, we don''t go into darkness.

    But should we leave it alone? That also seems wrong.

    Dwarf mages could not hide the colour of confusion in an educational issue that was emerging for the first time in this world.

 169 5. First School Attendance (After)

    "Hmm..."

    Stepping into the youngest class for the next class, Tertione felt the subtle atmosphere in the classroom. At the same time, I raise the edge of my mouth to be funny.

    I had heard the approximation from Niller of Dwarf, my colleague who was in charge of the previous time, but it was a really good development.

    The subtle air emanates mainly from the albino girl, who turns that way with no expression in the back of the classroom, and the Dwarf boy sitting in the center.

    Jonah goes without saying that Dwarf''s boy - Tordek''s nephew, who brings together Dwarf''s architectural workers - has Hamal on board, nothing more than because the class''s number one seat he''s kept is likely to be threatened.

    When it comes to not only studying, but also playing well with the ball Yut is trying to spread, his pride also seems high.

    But when it comes to the top, it''s in this class.

    I don''t think it''s that important a problem, it just looks like a frog in a well. But instead of the sea, there would have been frogs who didn''t even understand the breadth of the well. Like Hamal today, for example.

    "Do kids have a world of kids..."

    "Doctor?"

    "Nothing."

    I can retreat the surprise question from a human student sitting in the front row with a ferocious smile. If you''re a weak-minded child, it''s no wonder you cry out.

    In fact, the girl I just spoke to was also frightened at first. Now, I think I''m used to it.

    "Until now, it''s been all explained, but today I''m going to show you a simple science spell"

    The whole classroom is colored by that blurry proclamation.

    The foundation of this falve was created by a spell. Carriage railroads also play an important role in spells. The dirt walls of the villages were also created in an instant.

    Such rumors have been heard by children, and spells are more familiar than any other land, as Alcia sometimes waves her arms in the clinic.

    However, there are few opportunities to see where it is actually used.

    Sometimes that was a small number of users, and it was a big deal that most of the cases where spells were used were in some kind of crisis situation.

    "Take a good look. But don''t move."

    Removed is a container of metal containing combustible materials such as dead wood and broth cloth. Put it on the table, keep putting it down.

    In case - it can''t even happen - just in case, I won''t let you get close.

    "Three, two, one."

    Not saying zero, Tertione rings his finger.

    At the same time, a flame was born.

    "Wow."

    Honest kids cheer. Meanwhile, naturally, Jonah doesn''t even look forward to it.

    Flames ignited by little magic (cantrip) burn fuel to feed. Trying to go beyond the level of a little incendiary fire, Tertione tore three pages off the spell and put it on fire.

    "Burnout"

    A third staircase of science spell that quenches fire and also weakens the power of magical flames. The effect causes the flames to go out in an instant. Originally, it wasn''t a spell to use for this degree of flames, but it was also a hassle to prepare water.

    Although only the smoke remains in the classroom, if you open the window, the trace will also disappear in just a few moments. The rain had stopped already.

    "Awesome. Fire arrives or goes out."

    "Seems convenient"

    Children who express their thoughts on the excitement. Two of them looked boring.

    "Hamal, I didn''t think it was a big deal."

    "Oops. You can get to the fire with a firestone."

    "Right. Take your time."

    "There''s no Dwarf who doesn''t like to handle fire!

    Dwarf''s child stretches his chest with a face he seems to be good at. Dwarf''s young man laughs cheerfully and often, but Hamal didn''t seem to leak into the example either.

    "I see. Is this how my enemy handles things?"

    "What? Enemies?

    Teachers call me "enemy" by teachers who are supposed to be allies and I can''t hide the confusion.

    But Tertione couldn''t have followed him, so he took his gaze behind the classroom.

    "Yona, teach him the benefits of remembering a science spell"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "I can tell Alcia."

    "... many things you can do"

    Looking out, and a blurry voice, the answer satisfied Tertione.

    "Hamal, you know what I mean?

    "I know there are all kinds of spells"

    I mean, I didn''t understand.

    "This little magic isn''t just about lighting a fire. It can be frozen the other way, or it can make a little push and pull of things, simple phantoms and sounds."

    Tertione walks through the classroom, explaining.

    "Later, it''s a different spell, but I''ll make lights, and I''ll make it easy to fix things. To this extent, everyone can remember."

    "I don''t need to use all the spells to do anything."

    "Jonah, argue with him"

    "Dr. Tull! Why all that white!

    "Yona."

    Neither does Hamal''s protest, Tertione, come willingly. Jonah opened her mouth reluctantly as the other students breathed and watched.

    "I can walk, so I don''t need a horse. I have a hand, so I don''t have to have a hammer."

    I tell him I''m saying the same thing, and I tell him to go away. It was nothing but irony.

    "I''ve never been over it. I can''t believe it doesn''t make sense. It''s his excuse."

    "Nothing, you don''t have to."

    "Is it because we have Yut?

    Jonah answers nothing. But that was the answer.

    "Well, that''s fine with Jonah."

    "Why not!

    "''Cause there''s as many other stunts as there are."

    "He''s like that... eh"

    Hamal suddenly takes his seat, but Tertione just has a thin laugh. The smile did not resemble or resemble that of his daughter Ren, but only that of his disciple Yut.

    "For example, Jonah is stronger than you are."

    To a story that I never thought I would, Hamal makes his mouth pound and he has no words. The cheeks are reddish and the short hair is puffy and trembling.

    Anger, humiliation, sadness.

    I''m driven by emotions I don''t even know very well.

    "I''ll do it."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Although the Dwarf boy stands in front of the Albino girl, he is naturally unresponsive.

    "Ha. Uncle Toldek said the lord defeated the giant, but that''s how it is. And even the wizard of the lord''s hipster wipes doesn''t know what he''s doing."

    So, even you white, it''s no big deal.

    Hamal provokes so much, but I don''t even think he understands the content. Probably an adult takeover and sale. Ungrateful, but there can be no politics without accusations again.

    "Outside"

    That''s all I said, Jonah stood up. Hamal does not leave a glimpse, but moves silently to the athletic field with a soccer ball that was placed in the corner of the classroom.

    Now I''ll put up a fight for you.

    Quiet but eloquent, the white girl speaks.

    "Well, let''s go."

    Really easy, Tertione encouraged the students to go out to the school yard. Too free, but nowhere is anyone to blame.

    Where the evil demigod once visited and confronted the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia.

    At the heart of that athletic field, the two confront each other.

    The rain stopped, but a thin cloud was covering the heavens. The students watch over the two, sipping on their spit. It should be stopped, Tertione doesn''t even speak out.

    Jonah put the ball under her feet and the confrontation began.

    "I''m gonna bump you out."

    The Dwarf boy was full of confidence and motivation - but soon to know the reality.

    "Slow"

    "Damn it."

    A sports field soaked with rain.

    Jonah cleverly controls the ball, wet and heavy with water, with her toenails.

    Towards there, Hamal stretches his short legs - because he''s a Dwarf, he can''t help it - but pulls the ball as if it were a tease and leaves the Dwarf boy next to him through the ball with an inside kick.

    "Shit, shit."

    I can''t catch up with the ball.

    So Hamal hits Jonah from shoulder to shoulder chasing it, not the ball.

    Even with short legs, physical stubbornness is a Dwarf pride.

    I think of an albino girl who gets blown up and muddy, but...

    "... sweet"

    But that doesn''t work either.

    On the contrary, I pushed my body from the bottom and bounced off the Dwarf boy.

    It is this heavy ground that makes the difference in physical abilities appear as they are.

    "Why..."

    Hanging on to a buttcake, a grumpy hamal.

    It doesn''t bother me, like it''s dirty with mud. I just can''t accept reality.

    I guess I didn''t even imagine it.

    This girl, who looks luxurious, boasts the strength of a resilient adult-faced loser, etc.

    I guess you didn''t understand.

    That she was one of those who saved the world by fighting the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) to the end.

    One thing he was aware of - whether unconscious or not.

    As it is, we lose everything.

    "Whoa."

    If this happens anymore, it doesn''t matter about the ball or anything. There''s no reason to think who they are.

    Just to preserve himself, Hamal waves his fist up and rushes to Jonah.

    A scream comes from the students who were watching the two duels. But Tertione doesn''t move.

    There was no problem. Because neither is in my eyes for Jonah.

    Jonah, staring at Dwarf with red eyes, thought rather than panicking in particular.

    Kick it. Hit it. Use psychic power.

    Which is the easiest, to get things sorted out.

    A muddy dwarf approaches as he flies through the mud.

    If anyone had observed from this moment on, they would have expected a future in which a white girl would be blown away - but the reality is different.

    A light, dry sound echoed the athletic field.

    "Huh?"

    In the end, none of them were chosen by Jonah. It was to slap Dwarf on the cheek with a flat hand.

    If I don''t understand what I''ve been done, I open my eyes round.

    Red eyes staring at this one.

    What one emotional swing does not exist expression.

    Even if it is dirty in the mud everywhere, the whiteness is noticeable.

    To get here, Hamal finally realized who he defied.

    And it breaks my heart perfectly.

    Keep it up, I fell off my knees.

    The mud jumps and the sticky sound echoes into the athletic field.

    The Albino girl said it was over and tried to leave the place without even looking at Hamal or anything.

    "Stay."

    Jonah won''t stop.

    "Wait, please!

    I won''t stop.

    "Make it a child. No, please!

    With those unexpected words, Jonah finally stopped. And with a face that looks sincerely strange, he stares at the Dwarf boy with his knees on.

    The settlement has arrived.

    That, as Jonah thought.

    On the other hand, as a Hamal, I am smashed by no skin, and I have no desire to resent it. In that case, the path left is obedience.

    This is something Jonah hadn''t imagined.

    "Please, Jonah. Jonah, Jonah."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    The last call touches the harp line of the heart.

    Tertione was the only one who noticed that, but it did work.

    Up and down relationships due to differences in force. Some friendships arise from it.

    The girl, now, is to know it.

 170 6. Small Encounters (Previous)

    "Master, what are you burning..."

    "If we run out of burning objects, the fire goes out on its own"

    "Sounds like something inclusive to me, but I just incited it appropriately because it''s a pain in the ass!?"

    A week after Jonah started attending school. I don''t try to talk about what happened, but there must be a good reason why I''m going through without a break.

    Everyone was wondering if even friends could have made it.

    Initially it was a policy to wait for her to talk to me, but Yut, who cut the numbness, was sneaking up on the teacher''s office.

    That Tertione laughs all the time when he sees Yut with a noose in his eye.

    "More than that, connect with the surrounding villages just by carriage rail. Let the kids pass around too."

    "I agree...... You don''t have enough people to teach, do you?

    Though I feel I was made to evade my responsibilities, Yut honestly got on board. indoors full of the smell of books and tobacco, but regrettably I don''t dislike it.

    "In the kid, I''ll be your assistant when it seems like you can use it"

    Let the elderly take care of him.

    In addition, I would choose from among them a full-scale magic education - although my personal hopes come first - I would intend to.

    That idea isn''t a bad idea, but isn''t it a real fall?

    "Well, it would also be my study to teach others..."

    "You''re not that noble. Awkward than slow. It''s much better to teach an incomplete but multitude than a perfect education for a few"

    "Uh-huh. Differences in the environment¡­"

    Keep your weight on your back and look at the ceiling.

    I think about it by Japanese standards, but should I have looked more at the uneducated?

    "I wonder if I should take the stage too..."

    Don''t do that.

    It was a quick answer.

    "Whatever it takes, I won''t tell the kids anything weird."

    "Don''t let a grandfather or a woman adore her grandson. I''m so busy, I can''t come here any time soon. There''s no point in letting them do it."

    "Gu."

    For the same reason, it would be difficult to ask Acorn or Arcia. Larsia, in another way, is out of the question.

    "But considering the carriage, your man, the escort... Wouldn''t it be cheaper to make it in a dorm?"

    "Whatever you want."

    "Take it back and we''ll consider it"

    Gently shelved in a truly statesmanlike dialogue, Yut exhales with a loose uniform collar.

    "But what should I say about unexpected developments, unexpected landing points,"

    "Really?

    The topic is, once again, to Yona''s school life.

    The filter part is turned to the mouth without the fire on, says Tertione.

    "Kids are just like animals. Then the strongest guy in the herd will be the boss."

    "No, animals, herds, bosses... It''s not what I know about school education."

    If PTA existed, he wouldn''t shut up...... and I think the second power in this city.

    "Ideal education, what do you know?"

    "Well, if Jonah hasn''t bothered you, that''s fine for now."

    Reaching such a conclusion, I floated my back to say it was time for me to go back, and the door to the instructor''s office opened with a fancy knock.

    "Excuse me!

    Alana Norstin, the substantial head of the Temple of Helenonia, steps indoors with vibrant blonde hair. It''s not strange to show up because she''s also a temporary faculty member, but the combination with Tertione was a real contrast.

    "... give me a response, then open the door."

    "I thought maybe because I talk, but then again, you came here."

    "Well, I''m about to"

    When Yut leaned back to hear what he wanted to hear, Allena jumped out and grabbed her shoulder and returned to her seat.

    "I have a favor to ask of Lord Yut, not Lord Tertione."

    "To me?

    Surprisingly, for once, Yut enters a listening attitude.

    There can''t be any other chairs for visitors in this instructor''s office. But never mind that, Alana starts talking standing.

    "The Temple of Helenonia wants a school, too."

    "That kind of talk, do it in the margins"

    "Fair enough. Don''t worry about this one."

    "You''re not."

    Two people who don''t engage at all. For Tertione, it''s the strongest card. Speaking of which, Yut recalls whether Ren''s mother, Mary Ann, was also vector different but natural.

    "Well, that''s at your disposal in the temple..."

    There are many examples of temples combining educational institutions, not just in Hellenonia. As there is public and private, there is only one thing you can do if you want to talk to me about it.

    That''s what I was thinking, but it seemed to be a different answer to Alana''s hopes.

    I distorted my pretty neat face like I was shocked and lurked my voice like it was hard to say...... still, in the end, I made myself clear.

    "Whatever it takes until it''s free, it''s impossible to pay your child to go through it..."

    "Well, I guess so."

    I''ve never even heard of the Brewers on Earth.

    "You want financial assistance? I don''t mind that..."

    Rather than being a rash to give out if Valtrude wishes, she owns less personal property herself, so she''s free if she''s within that range.

    "I''m glad to hear that, but that was the situation where scolding was expected to be easy from the Grand Temple of the King''s Capital..."

    "... what do you want me to do?

    "Recently, the shadow of the local temple of Helenonia has diminished, so I think we need a chance to salvage it."

    "Really?

    Policing here in Falve is, as usual, within the jurisdiction of the Temple of Hellenonia. Sometimes the incidence of crime is originally low, but it is also due to the fact that they are still preventing it.

    Besides, I just believe in Helenonia, and I have nothing to do with injustice.

    "In a nutshell, it''s plain."

    Alana looking like she sank.

    Exactly, it''s hard to say that it''s beautiful even in that condition...... Rather than perhaps, surely, her misfortune will be that Valtrude, a fully superior compatible, is close to her.

    "The Rock Titans (Jarloot) unit works great with all their gear, including a carriage railroad escort and a monster hunt outside, right? Replace it..."

    "''Cause you''re not a direct member of the Count Istus family."

    "Are you treating me like an outside person here?!?"

    Is it more of a horseback ride than an appearance?

    Initially, Yut gets really hard on the Temple of Helenonia because of the combination with the right to criminal justice and the right of initiative dispute.

    However, I am certain that I am now an indispensable partner.

    "That''s a raw smell story. Don''t do it in school."

    "Well, that''s true, but the teacher''s office would be exceptionally fine."

    "Oh, my God..."

    But I had no idea it was in that condition.

    "From Valtrude, I haven''t heard anything."

    "It can''t be said. But lately, we are in the midst of a solemn discipline, saying that a god of knowledge will come soon."

    "Uhm......"

    I have a responsibility here in that regard. To Yut, to be exact.

    "So you want to go into Hardenturm and Mainz too?

    As I reassembled my legs, I said, "Want to get out of the store?" With ease enough to say, "Yut said of the proposal.

    "Give another city in the realm a minute temple. So. Does that mean you can leave policing to the Temple of Hellenonia?

    "Right. But, of course, there are existing guards in both cities."

    "That is so..."

    I''m happy with the suggestion itself, but I don''t know where it landed.

    To the somewhat alarming Cathedral Knight (Paladin), the Great Mage (Arch Mage) says with a smile.

    "In the meantime, let''s put the Temple of Helenonia at the top of the Guard''s chain of command. In time, why don''t we pull the hopeful into a cleric or something? For a while, you''ll need to adapt to the local process."

    "I see... so there is"

    Expansion of the power of the Temple of Hellenonia in the territory of the Earl of Istas.

    Exchange and accommodation of human resources in the three cities. I can make as many pre construction as I want, such as enriching a wide area investigation.

    The influence of the council of Hardenturm and the Dwarf chiefs living in Mainz will be eliminated from the order system of policing, but we won''t be talking about this any time soon.

    Besides, the head of the Temple of Helenonia in the Count of Istas is Valtrude. If I have to, I can do whatever I want.

    Besides, if the Temple of Helenonia fails, it fails. So, there''s no harm in Yut.

    "He wasn''t supposed to be like this when he apprenticed to me."

    "Make people look like bad guys"

    Outside of his heart, he turned a blind eye to his teacher and Yut coughed one.

    Then I opened my mouth again, mostly.

    "And you don''t think all the students who just go to elementary school are going down the path of a theoretical spell, do you, Master?"

    "Well, you are. Not everyone wants to remember when they say they can remember. There''s no point in imposing it there."

    "Yeah, there''s always someone who likes exercise more than studying."

    "I mean, what does that mean?

    "It may be too soon, but I can teach you how to fight as part of your physical education."

    Hearing the words, Alana quickly began calculating the damage.

    Moral education, she also has. Furthermore, you can leave it to the military coaching - and I haven''t even said Yut - until.

    In other words, it is essentially the same as the Temple of Hellenonia runs an educational institution.

    "This one, for the time being, is going to bribe only the troops of the Rock Titans"

    "I understand - it is"

    Inspired Alaina holds Yut''s hand and shakes it up and down hard with gratitude and gratitude.

    Unaware that they are pushing most practices.

    "So I thought you said you weren''t gonna do it here."

    By the way, these are the children, but they said they were headed for the Lady River, mainly Lord Jonah.

    In total disregard of the protests of T¨¹rtione as well, Alaina provides such information in such a way as to recall speaking.

    "A river..."

    It rained less than a week ago.

    There will be no such thing as faster flow. Besides, the temperature is a little high today. I also know what makes you want to play the river.

    I mean, Jonah usually goes out with friends her age - technically, no - to hang out with.

    To that fact, Yut gets his eyeballs hot.

    "That''s it, and I''m worried, so I''m gonna go see how it goes."

    "It''s a decision. You''re not a stupid parent, so weigh yourself in."

    "No, I''m not worried about Yona. What would you do if you were attached to Yona''s impotence and something happened to your extra child?"

    "Leave it to Alcia, you can do whatever you want."

    "I don''t know about the idea that it''s ok to kill God if he wishes him to come back to life..."

    "I wonder if it''s better to talk on the assumption that it''s possible."

    Only this time, it''s a theory of results, but Yut is right.

    Just at the same time, a small visitor to Jonah and the others was about to fall.

 171 7. Small Encounters (After)

    "Yona, something''s falling out of the sky, okay?

    "Back off"

    I was playing by the river, a group of about five people, including Jonah - there''s that Dwarf boy, Hamal too.

    At first they were competing in drainage, but they were also tired of it, and now they were taking off their shoes and entering the river, and a human girl named Lara noticed abnormally.

    Following the life of Jonah, the leader, the children quickly retreated. Something fell out of their heads like that towards the river.

    If I wanted to, it would have been possible for Jonah to take it with mindfulness (psychokinesis), but I couldn''t get around to it because I was on standby and alert to protect my friends - who I would deny if I spoke to face to face.

    In that sense, the purpose for which Yut had already sent an Albino girl to a primary school had already been achieved.

    Landing water.

    At the same time, the water splash bounces enormously and the dull sound spreads around.

    "What was it?

    I''m interested, but it could be dangerous.

    Slightly hipped, Dwarf''s boy - Samar, Hamal''s brother - says to no one.

    I''m gonna go check it out.

    Due to the lack of artillery, or are you trying to show the leader the good part? Hamal took the lead in trying to get into the river, but Jonah pushed it away.

    "I''m watching you there"

    Without explanation, activate the cautionary power by sticking your finger around the falling object.

    Like metal. That floats the universe fluffy and flies toward us.

    Take a breath, no words.

    But when Jonah placed the mysterious fallout by the river, things changed.

    "Duh, duh, a dragon!

    Hamal''s brother, Samar, shouted first, but the shock was shared by everyone but Jonah.

    Beautiful scales that are hurt everywhere but shine in gold. Beautiful tail. Powerful limbs. Wings that even hold up. Beautiful, but awe-inspiring.

    However, the size is the same as that of the Yonas.

    Falling objects from the sky. It was a child of the Golden Dragon.

    "Hey, why are the dragons falling down?"

    Hamal shouts out, but no one can answer that question.

    "More than that, what do you do?

    A strong looking human girl with two long hair tied together in a large ribbon raises real life issues. The voice is trembling but never takes more distance from the dragon than it needs to be. I guess I''m wary that I need to hold on to my weak Lara in front of me.

    "In the meantime, heal your injury"

    The blood seems to be flowing, but the Golden Dragon child has no sign of moving slowly, and the scales are scratched.

    In the first place, it couldn''t have just fallen off the surface.

    "But how? Are you calling Master Alcia?

    "Alcia''s out."

    The High Priest of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery (Patriarch) is on his way to the King''s Capital at an untimely time.

    Example debriefing, but I was uncommonly sick and tired of rumors that Yut and I were engaged had reached Wang Capital, so this time it was going to be a long stretch.

    Valtrude''s Assignment will then be his next candidate. But somehow, I didn''t want to rely on my people for this matter.

    "... I''ll bring him in for a moment"

    That''s what you say, and Jonah disappears in Teleportation. Similar to earlier mindfulness, psychic powers (Psyonic Power) were shown to this extent, except for aggressive ones.

    "... you left me"

    "If you''re Jonah''s sister, you''ll be right back."

    "Is this child dead?

    "Whatever it takes, if you''re dead, there''s nothing you can do."

    With the reaction of the Quadruple, the children left wait for Jonah as she wraps around the Golden Dragon child. Although the basics were silent.

    When Lara nearly cried by shaking your hair, it was actually just a few minutes, but Jonah finally came back.

    "I brought you"

    You''re right, there''s one companion.

    "Jonah, what do you mean, give me magic pills for recovery...?

    Long hair, so much so that it completely covers your little body. Ears pointy as tree leaves. His eyes wobble in wolves and slightly moisturize, looking around anxiously wondering what was going on.

    It was Half Elf Magician (Wizard) Ren who stuffed a magic medicine bin in the basket and came in Teleportation.

    "Back to it."

    "... golden dragon?

    Blowers where dragons often work vice versa quite irrationally, but the Golden Dragon is one of the few exceptions. I am the guardian of the law and goodness, and at least I will not do harm to people.

    That would be the same thing in this young body.

    Why, in a place like this. Why, so scratchy.

    The question arose as much as it wanted, but Ren temporarily sealed the question.

    "Help me."

    Handing it to a Dwarf boy who was nearby to push a basket filled with magic drugs, Ren herself pulled out the most effective recovery magic drug and rushed to the dragon.

    "I understand, Mr. Wren."

    Hamal, who has a tough upward and downward relationship within the group, takes the initiative to undertake chores. From there it flows further to my brother Samar, but now it''s an emergency.

    "Drink."

    Take a magic medicine bin to the mouth of the dragon, but it has little response. I''m just cramped with fright.

    "I have no choice."

    "Yonayona, seriously!?"

    Miriam swayed the flax colored hair tied into two knots, and for the child, she stunned and screamed her neat face dyed.

    Being also a merchant''s daughter, she knows, albeit vaguely, the price of magic drugs. Jonah opens many of them without hesitation and literally uses them like hot water to scale them.

    Magic pills work best when swallowed, but the point is, you should take them, so just putting them on the wound will work.

    ''Cause it''s an emergency.

    "Right..."

    Ren also sprays magic medicine into the smooth scales of the golden dragon to mimic and wash it like Jonah.

    "Exactly..."

    "That''s right, I don''t know what anymore...?

    Dwarf''s brothers are impressed and incomprehensible.

    "After all, Yonayona is a big shot..."

    "Mr. Dragon, I wonder if it would help..."

    The girls, objectivity and worry.

    Hold each emotion, spit solidly and watch over the treatment.

    "Whoa, my eyes are open."

    "This idiot Hamal. You''ll see."

    "Miriam, can you help this girl?

    "Come on, what do you think? I don''t think I can say anything yet."

    "You stupid brother. In that case, you just have to tell me you''re okay."

    "That''s for rest..."

    "You stupid dwarf!

    The outfield heats up, but Jonah and Ren don''t even care to stop. Again, I saluted the bottle of the remaining potion to my long mouth, and the two of us worked together to half-force the contents into the back of my throat.

    "I drank it!

    "Yona, Mr. Ren, what do you think?

    "I think it''s going to be okay..."

    "I agree."

    I am still not able to move, but my breathing is stable and my wounds are a lot blocked.

    At least, there won''t be anything else in my life.

    We both dressed badly because we didn''t want to get wet and treated them, but we felt fulfilled. Jonah has the same faceless expression that you wouldn''t know from the outside.

    "In the meantime, I''ll give you about 500 gold coins next time"

    "That''s too much..."

    "Jonah''s sister is amazing."

    "Well, it''s Yonayona."

    The financial strength and generosity of the Albino girl have already been known to the Primary School.

    He took all his classmates to the market and fed them as freely as he wanted to eat food from stalls and dewstores. Of course, with Jonah''s treat.

    He''s smart, he''s got strong arms, he''s generous.

    Besides, Hamal, who was a sharp vanguard of rebellion, went first to the military gate. It was only natural for Jonah to take the lead position.

    And the truth is, you don''t even get within the scattered cost of eating and drinking on the market, so the cost of magic drugs is not a huge burden either.

    "... I''m not sure, but good"

    Miriam felt healed by Lara''s infallible reaction while, at the same time, speaking of reality again.

    "It''s good you saved me, but what are you gonna do about this kid?

    "Sure, even if we carry it..."

    Samar, the realist, also follows Miriam.

    Even if the size is not different from that of a child, it is not necessarily the same up to the weight. No, it''s heavy for sure.

    "And where are we going?"

    "I wonder if we can keep it..."

    "Lara, you can''t do that."

    The unreality that the dragon has fallen.

    The sense of accomplishment that I was able to save that life.

    Such exaltation disappears lightly, the wall of reality.

    But there was no way their Yona could care less about that.

    "Ultimately, we will return to the nest"

    "Right..."

    Perhaps it''s the result of being attacked by something or involved in an accident, but there''s definitely a place to live somewhere.

    "You deserve to go home. You can''t keep them around here."

    "Hamal, you have a dragon..."

    "At this size, I don''t think I can speak a word yet, but intelligence is human..."

    Jonah doesn''t bother to supplement or anything, even if she does, so in this, Ren inevitably becomes a wisecrack-like position.

    "So, Mr. Yona. Until then, what are you going to do? Again, to the lord..."

    "I''m not leaving it with Val and Yut"

    A declaration that is as flat and expressionless as ever, but that makes you feel firm will. Hamals still get a joyous look when they get involved, but Ren can''t hide the surprise.

    "Why don''t you tell your brother...?

    "Because we all found it"

    "Okay. Neither do I tell your brother..."

    I want to be childish and have secrets for adults.

    I guess that''s what happened, Ren smiled.

    "Yay! Renren will help you, too."

    "Together."

    "... Could it be that I''m in the same group as Jonah...?

    The pride of a half-elf girl who runs a magic pharmacy and is also self-sustaining is about to collapse. It looks like this. My real age is 20. Even human conversion is half of it, so you''re supposed to be pretty old.

    Speaking of being self-active, it is true that Yut is the main supplier of magic drugs......

    Such Ren''s troubles are not passed on to anyone, and for now the policy and division of roles will be determined, such as transporting them to school in Teleportation, preparing food and taking care of them in the order in which they are taken care of.

    There is one shadow to keep an eye on that.

    "What to do, this is..."

    Yut, who came to see how things were based on information from Alaina, was worried if things should go any further than expected.

    I caught up with Jonah and the others from the time Ren was brought on an instant trip and started treating the baby golden dragon.

    Honestly, it wasn''t a compliment to observe the children in the third staircase''s theoretical spell, The Eye of the Mage (Remote Eye), but I can''t leave it entirely to you.

    Stand by to leave if something fatal happens... in the end, I''m left without a turn.

    Getting out now is also distracting.

    Besides, I also want to take care of my child''s autonomy.

    I know it''s not the same as picking up a dog or cat, but if you''re a golden dragon, it''s unlikely you''ll have a problem.

    "You talk to everyone first."

    I want to respect Jonah''s decision as much as I can.

    Yut, who so decided, snuck up on the spot after him.

 172 8. Small Adventures (Previous)

    "- That''s why"

    Castle fortress in Falve, clerk''s office in Yut.

    In the room where the sun set, I quickly asked my trusted colleagues for their opinions when I finished explaining a series of stories I had heard in Tertione''s teaching room and the request from the Temple of Hellenonia, as well as the fallen golden dragon (Gold Dragon).

    "As far as I''m concerned, even though the Hellenonian Temple people are coming out to Hardenturm, I''d like to make an objection."

    "Don''t you have to hate me so much, Larsia"

    "Eh. It''s tough"

    "Is it annoying..."

    Larsia gives me a pitiful look at Valtrude. But that''s not the main point. Much more patient with wanting to follow, Yut turned to Exile.

    "What do you think, old man?

    "Basically, I think you should let Jonah like it."

    "Huh? Are you sure? ''Cause it''s a dragon, right?

    Acorn speaks out of surprise at the opinion of the rock giant (Jarloot) who thought it was a common sense man - relative -.

    From her senses, it''s like elementary school kids trying to hide and keep the Beast kids they find. It may be a good story, but if it''s real, it should be deposited with an expert right away.

    Akane insists so as she rides herself out of the couch and slightly flashes the hem of her maid''s clothes.

    "Even if I say dragon, it''s a child, isn''t it?

    You know, a few things don''t cause accidents.

    "If you are a golden dragon, you can trust it. There are many who believe in our Hellenic God."

    "Is that what it is?

    By the difference in dragon views from local groups, visitor girls are imprisoned by the illusion that their perceptions are wrong.

    "... that''s not true, is it? Dragon, dragon. It''s not like a dog or a cat."

    But I will soon return to sanity and repeat my common sense claims. Alcia''s absence has never been more regrettable.

    Instead - not to say, this time it was a dragon-related issue, which also involved Dal-Lukash, who was falling into Yut''s secretary.

    "To Dal-Lukash deduce from the circumstances, the golden dragon appears to be an individual within a decade of his birth. It is difficult to communicate without speaking dragon language, but it is also a stage where reason and intelligence are well prepared. Therefore, the golden dragon is in a state of extreme excitement. Or it''s possible to make a decision that it will be safer if we don''t act hostile."

    However, I will explain the state of the golden dragon, but neither agree nor disagree. Fair in a way. At the same time, more acorn confusion deepens.

    "But the other guy is the other guy. You can think of an incident, right?

    "Well, generally, Zhuyin is right, because this time there''s both Yona and Ren."

    Safe rates are ensured, Yut says. That''s why we can''t even cover it without asking questions.

    In addition to that, in the Brewers, dragons are also perceived as close to disaster. As Yut and Larsia were attacked by the Red Dragon on their way to Li Kutua, they are sometimes suddenly attacked for no reason, and the story is often heard even if they have never actually seen it.

    The same phenomenon is happening when the Japanese don''t move due to some earthquake.

    "Is Jonah going to return the Golden Dragon child to the nest? Then why don''t we just stop watching for a while? There may be something to gain from that experience."

    "Right."

    Pursue Valtrude''s decision in a voice where Exile sounds low. This rock giant''s educational policy is somewhat close to letting go.

    "Rather, the golden dragon. Besides, I''m a little concerned about kids."

    "Larsia, too, you think?

    "Yeah. Is that a coincidence with that poor golden dragon?

    "Poor Golden Dragon?

    "Oh. Well, there''s not even that much cause..."

    Explain to Acorn, who was not there at the time, about the golden dragon who fought and scattered against the spider subgod Ig-Nus Zad.

    "When the remnants of the enemies we were fighting attacked, the coincidental golden dragon stood up to me saying I couldn''t overlook evil..."

    "Poison Daiju and you''ve been killed."

    "It''s..."

    It is simplified, but thus emphasises misery.

    Beautiful contrast between white and black, the apron dress acorn thinks with its fingers upwards on the jaw (the old man), but only straight thoughts emerged.

    "... I feel so sorry for you"

    "Good, evil, right and wrong and victory and defeat are irrelevant. I don''t mind sympathy, but I don''t need to get sick."

    The Dal-Lukash sentiment of the same dragon is dry, but maybe that''s why it''s so close to reality.

    "Besides, if it''s a golden dragon, parents don''t come raiding to get their kids back. The first step would be to have proper negotiations. Also, if you are the lords of Dal-Lukash, you can certainly retreat from being raided"

    "That''s a premise to defeat. Well, I can''t help it now..."

    "Oh ho."

    Yuut with a deliberate cough and back to the story.

    "Well, nothing to do with it... relationship dragon? Anyway, whether it has anything to do with it or not, it doesn''t really make a difference what I do, but as far as I''m concerned, I think we can leave it to the Yonas for a while, okay?

    "Isn''t that good?

    "Right."

    "I agree, too."

    While there is no Alcia, the policy is consolidated by a majority in favour.

    "I''m a little nervous, but if everyone''s gonna say so, I guess it''s a worry."

    "What worries me is that the Lord of Dal-Lukash is considered the same"

    Dimensional dragon terminals with eyes that don''t make you feel like you will, while samurai next to Yut, so turn to the water.

    "Of course, I''ll keep an eye on you (...) and take care not to bother you"

    In Yut''s words, that worries me... Acorn''s anxiety was pushed away and the policy was officially confirmed.

    - Such an adult''s decision was in the margins, and Jonah was just bringing the young golden dragon into the empty classroom in Teleportation. There are as many unused rooms as Yut built in the image of a Japanese school.

    And, naturally, Jonah has it all figured out.

    The golden dragon child, laid on the slab floor, is sleeping again, although he had his eyes slightly opened earlier.

    This is also the deepest place away from the instructor''s office. It''s unlikely she''ll find it, but Jonah lurks her breath and waits for her friends.

    After about 30 minutes, the door slowly opened so as not to make any noise at the same time as a modest knock.

    Ren, Howl, Saul, Miriam, Lara.

    The children who were there enter the classroom, struggling to carry their luggage.

    "Yonayona, I brought you sleeping straw. Don''t worry, no one''s seen you."

    "But this, heavy..."

    "Hold on tight. Dwarves, right?"

    "Say dwarf, you''re a child, and you have limits."

    "Shut up. If there''s a limit, just go beyond it."

    To the unscrupulous words of Miriam, the brothers of Hamar and Samar nevertheless showed the will of the boy. Bring in a bunch of straw that was a good step, but was taller and thicker than your own body.

    "Like I was told, I bought some meat too."

    "First, let him move and take his medicine..."

    There''s nothing in common about the exterior, but the interior is very similar, with Len and Lara approaching beside each other.

    With those two on his back, Miriam rocked her two tied hair and squeezed her chin to Dwarf''s brother.

    "Come on, let''s put that kid on the straw"

    "Who''s gonna do this?"

    "It''s no use just asking, brother"

    "Damn it."

    Lara doesn''t seem to be brave enough to touch the Golden Dragon child yet, even if she''s interested. Actually, Miriam is close to it, though she''s strong.

    When Len and Jonah took the initiative to go to the Golden Dragon, Hamal and Samar could not be left to it either.

    "Heavy."

    Just shut up and lift it.

    "Ugh."

    After heavy labor - Jonah, if you ask me, was going to carry it with mindfulness (psychokinesis) - she succeeds in putting the Golden Dragon child to sleep on straw without having managed to remove it.

    There should have been little impact, but then the golden dragon opened his pupil''s longitudinal eyes.

    "Ugh."

    "Hih."

    The intimidation is real. Suddenly, the kids scream short and fall back.

    "Grrrrrr"

    I wouldn''t have reacted to that, but the Golden Dragon child raised a voice of intimidation and suddenly bit Jonah, who was nearby. Though small, Dragon. The little head of the Albino girl is a drink.

    "Yona...... eh"

    At normal times, it is impossible for a golden dragon to suddenly wield violence. That I was hypersensitive after being hurt by the battle, that I was bewildered by a sudden change of circumstances, that I was stressed with pain and discomfort as soon as I woke up. as a result of those unfortunate coincidences overlapping.

    But it wasn''t normal for someone who was happy or unhappy or the Golden Dragon child to have their fangs removed.

    "I won''t do anything. Pussy."

    Neither avoid it, nor solidify it into fear.

    Jonah reached out and poked into the mouth of the golden dragon.

    "Gummmmmmm"

    "Unraveled"

    I can''t shut my mouth, I can''t leave. A golden dragon on the spot. To a lesser extent, the golden dragon had also forgotten the presence of light exhalation (laser braces).

    Good thing Jonah twists around the arm she punches in.

    "What''s going on..."

    "Yona, wow"

    "That''s Jonah''s sister..."

    It was this situation that caused Acorn''s concern. But as Yut pointed out, if it was Yona, there was no need to worry.

    "Eh, I got it."

    The ambient reaction does not go through at all willingly, pulling the arm out that the aim has been reached. In his hand was gripped like the feet of an insect with black and everywhere fibrous hair.

    But it''s too big for that. Throw down something like a branch of that tree, and Jonah turns her gaze to the golden dragon.

    "Ghu."

    "Not Enemy"

    Did you understand the word, because you were free from the pain, or did you fall down on the difference in power? The atmosphere earlier was completely gone and completely calm.

    "That was the sting...... huh?

    Jonah nodded small, staring at her unclean arm like she was in rare trouble. But, well, I decided to keep it that way.

    Ren, get the magic potion.

    Samar, it''s water.

    "Yeah. Brother. Speaking of which, the dragon might need it."

    Dwarf''s brothers leave the vacant classroom.

    "Ha... Yonayona, don''t surprise me."

    "Yona, are you okay?

    "No problem."

    Nothing, Jonah answers briefly to her classmate. But if there was Larsia on this occasion, she must have been laughing at Niyaniya in a meaningful way.

    "Come on, drink..."

    "Ghu."

    Len, entrusted to Jonah, brings the magic medicine for injury and health recovery closer to her mouth, but turns away saying she doesn''t like the baby golden dragon. I guess I didn''t entirely trust you, though I wouldn''t show you the aggressive response that I did earlier.

    "Drink"

    "Gu."

    But with the voice of the Albino girl, he opened his mouth obediently. It''s an overt reaction, but Ren doesn''t care.

    "Good boy..."

    With a gentle smile on his face, a half-elf magician (wizard) carefully gives him magic pills. I guess you also realized that the Yellow Golden Dragon, besides harmful to it, will take away the pain. Along the way, he was actively swallowing.

    Rest assured.

    Miriam and Lara, who perceived it from the atmosphere of the two of them, exhale.

    But that wasn''t the end of it. In that case, the next problem arises.

    "... right. Let''s name it."

    "Yeah. You need it."

    Miriam and Lara thrive, but Ren tilts her neck wondering if it''s okay, even though she doesn''t have a Dwarf brother. And I actually put that in my mouth, but the answer was a word.

    "It''s okay."

    "Because it''s a golden scale, gold?

    "I want another twist."

    "So add the dragon, Godlan?

    "That''s good. You''re so cute."

    "Cute...... y?

    Wouldn''t that sensibility be different? And I''m not twisting anywhere. Yes Ren tilts his neck again...... at least in this space a minority.

    "Godlan, do you want some meat?

    Jonah rocks Lara''s bought raw pork with a golden dragon''s nose tip. Caught by it, the gaze of the golden dragon also moves left and right.

    "Gww."

    Apparently, that was the decision.

 173 9. Small Adventures (Medium)

    Near Falve, along the Lady River, the golden dragon - flies like a Godlan slips.

    "Wow. Lose! Hang it on the hammer and gold floor of Ducommerce!

    "On our feet, no more, Muri..."

    The Dwarf brothers of Hamar and Samar, who run by the river beside them, are kept further and further apart.

    Dwarf''s God of Creation. Blacksmith in heaven. Something with a beautiful beard. Guardian of alcohol. The "magnificent¡± du commerce, with its numerous titles, may also be troubled by the fact that it has been sent out to meet.

    Unfortunately, there''s nothing Dwarf can do about it, even in Ducommerce.

    First Samar kneels, then Hamar also stops and looks up to heaven. Breathing is disturbing and my flank hurts. It was a complete defeat.

    "Gww!"

    Godlan, who was flying ahead, notices the two game waivers and returns in a low-altitude flight as they go. He flew around the Dwarf brothers as he was, expressing his joy.

    A golden dragon, albeit still a child. If it was meant to be, it should also be a little older in spirit, either as a result of the imprint or because I vowed to submit to Jonah? Totally, he was a good playmate.

    Of course, he thinks both sides are playing and doing it.

    Godlan, it''s a reward.

    Mackerel sent by Hardenturm with ice laid down and with freshness preserved. I took one of those out of the box, and Lara threw it at him with a delightful color all over her face.

    "Gwwww."

    In a mood, Godlan catches a round mackerel in the air and swallows it all at once. Seeing that, Lara shook her lowered hair happily again.

    Contrary to that image, the dragon is a snack compared to its giant body. If dragons from all over the world craved an amount of food commensurate with their bodies, life would die from the Brewers.

    Is it extremely fuel efficient? Or is it compensating by absorbing magic and source forces from the surrounding environment? There are theories, but no conclusions were drawn yet.

    Nevertheless, with food, I naturally eat it. Enough to make me feel better watching.

    Besides, it was an omnivore, preferring protein, both meat and fish.

    It was a Godlan that was completely fed due to Jonah''s abundant financial power.

    Three days had passed since they protected this golden dragon.

    He hides in an empty classroom at the elementary school and continues to take care of him in between classes and after school. I know Yuto and T¨¹rtione, but so far I kept them under surveillance.

    Of course, I try to intervene immediately if something goes wrong.

    "You''re feeling better."

    Me too, Miriam crushes emotionally as she throws a tail of fish.

    With the power of magic medicine (potion), Godlan''s wounds are healing completely and his health is returning. Even now, it''s not just playing, it''s part of rehab. Most importantly, I can''t fly up altitude to avoid being noticeable.

    That also meant that the time for parting was imminent.

    "Yona, Godlan is about to head back south... right?

    "... yes"

    Ren checks with Yona again, looking out at her riverside friends from the top of the dirt.

    Len often has a magician (wizard) feather-woven robe against Yona, a rough starter named Short Pants, on a T-shirt bought in Japan.

    There are no other signs of people, and you will notice before Godlan is found on the Tactical Site that Yona is rolling out, even if something is close to the surrounding area.

    "By the way..."

    Jonah''s Mind Bond was needed to communicate with Godlan, who could not yet manipulate dragon language. Connecting spirits to share thoughts and images, it has been found that her - who was a female - nest is in a mountainous area where the castle of the Black Demon, once home of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    However, how come Godlan has suffered a deep wound and has escaped so far? Not so far, I''m not sure.

    "I don''t think I should take everyone..."

    Hamar and Samar''s brothers still breathing. Besides, Len says in a rare and strong tone as he puts Miriam and Lara playing with Godlan in his hands.

    "I know."

    Meanwhile, the response emanating from the Albino girl was weak.

    Godlan must be returned to the nest. We all know that. The problem is, it''s that way. If we can, we all want to send him to the nest.

    However, that was difficult given the safety aspects.

    I know. He said the safest thing would be to confess to the Yuts.

    Tell Hamals only the results that Godlan has gone home. And in all of us, fun and sad. There will be a few memories.

    But I went too deep to do that.

    Breaking up here is easy, but I don''t want to.

    "That''s selfish... right?

    You shouldn''t take that risk. The words of a half-elf girl are true. It can be irrevocable.

    But Jonah was too powerful to do so. Enough to let selfishness pass.

    "I can protect everyone and take them as far as I can"

    "I know. But then, you can''t keep it a secret from your brother..."

    "You can go nearby in Teleportation and walk to find a place"

    "You don''t know what''s gonna happen, do you?

    "Ren."

    "No..."

    I stare at Jonah as she shoots through Ren with her red eyes. But I also don''t pull a half-elf girl. They treat me the same way, but I''m your best sister. I have to be clear.

    Meanwhile, Jonah is not willing to pull either.

    Disturbing signs.

    You guessed that air, Godlan jumps in between you two.

    "Gww."

    I rang as I walked around under Jonah and Ren''s feet, waving my tail as if I were going to preach.

    It''s just that it''s Godlan''s own recognition.

    Objectively, the big stuffed dragon just seemed to be moving humorously.

    "Sorry......"

    "A little, I couldn''t grow up"

    I can''t keep fighting in front of it.

    And Jonah, drained of poison, together, also threw away her obsession.

    "Guys, we need to talk"

    Jonah speaks with a serious look to her friends who have been running after Godlan.

    "Yonayona, what''s wrong?

    "Sister..."

    "Yona...?

    Everyone who should have been smiling and playing is uniformly silenced about being drunk by that unusual atmosphere.

    I had a hunch.

    But I wanted to turn away.

    We can poke at it.

    Godlan needs to go back to his nest.

    I got a different air than I did earlier, Albino girl. Ren, believe Jonah like that, doesn''t pinch her mouth.

    "But the nest location is dangerous. I don''t know what Godlan got hit with, but there could be that monster."

    The only clue is like that bug''s foot that was stung in the oral cavity. That alone prevented Ren from identifying his enemies either.

    "No way. I want to be with you."

    I came to the point where the story landed, and Lara wouldn''t let go of holding Godlan.

    "I can''t do that."

    Samar says calmly, but naturally, it doesn''t work.

    "You''re an idiot."

    "Hey, don''t kick me"

    "Lara, you guys too. Listen to Jonah''s sister until the end."

    Unsurprisingly, Hamal pushes Miriam to a halt. When Jonah gets involved, she rarely seems to show her ability to adjust.

    "So at least we''ll all deliver to the nest"

    "Really?"

    "Wait"

    Samar calmly questions Lara, who caresses Godlan with joy.

    "It''s a dangerous place."

    "Yes."

    "Yona, what do you do... of?

    Not even suspicious, but an atmosphere where people are asked to explain what it means.

    "So I''ll be in danger"

    "Yonayona. I mean, what do you mean?

    "Rely on adults"

    Jonah''s eyes, declaring so, were poured into her house - the fortress of Falve.

    "I see."

    The clerk''s office - not so much Yut''s clerk''s office, which is turning into a hoarding place. In a room in the fortress, Yut finished listening to Jonah''s long story and said so one word.

    Even if it''s a long story, it''s Yona''s story. It''s a masked content, and there are many parts that are wordless.

    Still, I had no problem with Yut.

    Accidentally, Valtroude and Arcia and Acorn are the same.

    "Shut up, I''m sorry. But please."

    Jonah honestly bows her head to Yuut with a bitter look on her desk. That is not selfishness assuming the usual acceptability. It was a sincere wish.

    Yut was being poked at.

    Of course, I was aware of the history of the matter in Mindfulness (Remote Site), so I''m not surprised by the content.

    No way, I tell myself about the Golden Dragon child - Godlan, and we all ask for help to break up. The behavior itself is the result of something I never thought I would do. It''s also unexpected that you didn''t bring Ren.

    To be honest, I was anticipating the development of transferring and delivering it to all those who know the Yellow Golden Dragon, also using it in the Teleportation as it was hidden.

    That''s what happened when it happened. So I was going to make sure I was safe by cleaning (...) the castle site of the old black demon beforehand.

    The anticipation also had Acorn nodding, and Valtrude promised me cooperation. Alcia, too, was going to put the sermon behind her (only, behind her).

    But what about this?

    With a special look, Yona looks up to peek at this one.

    I should be looking sinister right now. Because if you don''t, you''ll laugh.

    Though so self-analyzing, I just can''t take it into account until that triggers Jonah''s anxiety.

    I can''t help but prolong the conclusion.

    The acorns seem to be the limit of patience, too, and Yut elbowed on the desk away from his back and opened his mouth in the open.

    "Then I guess I''ll put out" Phantom Carriage, "the first carriage of ashes. I''m sorry, but let''s ask an old man from Exile. Will the horse... ask Val, or will he get a good horse from the stable to wear it even with the wind limb wrap Bandage of Zephyr? Either way, you can go home with Moment Travel (Teleport), so don''t come back in a day."

    "Yut......?

    If you don''t know what you''re talking about, Jonah will hesitate to call his name.

    I told you I had no choice, but I''m not trying to stop Alcia either.

    "You all want to say goodbye, don''t you?

    "But if it''s Momentary Move..."

    A wind limb roll is a magic tool (magic item) that increases the speed of movement of animals wearing it. At one time, it was used in combination with the Ashes Carriage, but was obsessed with the divine spell of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), which made it fattening the bag of infinite storage.

    Using that means......

    "Moment Travel"? To say goodbye, you''re not gonna taste it when you go home in a flash. Getting there is a carriage, and if you feel like hiking, you should enjoy it. I''ll hunt monsters properly. "

    "Brave man, you can''t tell from a hike."

    "Yeah, then a picnic?

    "Really, okay...?

    I''m not half-hearted.

    It''s a development that I was prepared to be scolded for in earnest, but never dreamed that I would be forgiven fully, without a single sermon.

    "Yeah, but not without parental or adult consent if your friends are coming with you. I''ll write to you later, and I''ll show you that and ask you to forgive me."

    The house of the Earl of Istas acknowledges, and the House of the Earl of Istas itself guarantees safety. Unless it''s too late, you should get consent.

    Too convenient a result.

    It''s as if I had made up my mind beforehand.

    "... Yut, have you been peeking?

    Yut replied with a chuckle to a close inquiry to confirm through Jonah''s suspicions.

    "Now, come on."

    The minute I was sneaking around, I wrote it off with this cooperation. He was the archmage (Arch Mage) claiming so, but the Albino girl swelled her cheeks.

    "Yut, I hate you"

    Puppy turns away and leaves the office early as it is.

    "... but thanks"

    - After I left, I just let him out between the doors and left him saying that, and now it''s really time to leave the room behind.

    Flowing silence.

    "I''m glad I let you go to school..."

    After plenty of minutes, Yuut opens his mouth just to say he''s impressed.

    It was unthinkable just ten days ago that Jonah would start reacting like this. I send my gaze to the fianc¨¦es sitting on the couch that everyone would think so too......

    Welcomed by three people with a uniform look on their face.

    "Sweet, brave man"

    "Right. Too sweet."

    "Hey, that''s hard to defend..."

    It becomes reprehensible that it is sweet in the body, especially for Jonah.

    Except I didn''t hate all the women in this room about a man like that.

 174 10. Small Adventures (After)

    Celebrating the day of departure, the city of Falve was refreshingly cheerful as if to bless it, and the sky was blue and clear. Yut doesn''t have to bring out Weather Manipulation (Weather Break).

    I was prepared to use it at any time.

    "All of you, are you there?

    "There it is."

    Castle fortress in Falve in the early morning.

    To the children lined up in its front yard, Exile confirms with the ash carriage Phantom Carriage on his back.

    The children gathered - Hamal, Samar, Miriam and Lara - were overwhelmed by this situation and could not reply to Jonah, who responded with a flat voice.

    The fortress that the Hellenonian God built overnight is a symbol of the Falv, as well as a hall where the heroes live.

    One of the heroes who saved the world will be the puller. It would be natural to be flattered.

    Nevertheless, the parents of the children when they were given a letter from Yut were not in that ratio.

    Ren, on the other hand, unrelated to such surprises, is giving Godlan breakfast, a little further away.

    Unexpectedly, the horse pulling the carriage lifted the missing. With the golden dragon nearby, maybe I''m a little excited. Still, the trained horses were never frightened or rampaged.

    It was also possible for Valtrude to summon him with a divine spell, as he did when he moved from the imperial capital Verga to the Forever Forest, but it was a small trip because of it.

    At any rate, a normal land route would be better, not an insane trip to the sky.

    The Yuts, who had set a policy to do so, were preparing to leave by connecting four horses selected from the stable to the Ashes Carriage.

    "So we don''t travel the usual way, do we?

    Though the allegations from the meadow race (Magner) that... were nicely silenced.

    "He''s the chief of the Rock Giants'' (Jarloot) Knights'' Exile..."

    "I didn''t know you were talking to the captain normally. That''s Jonah''s sister."

    The Knights of the Rock Giants is not an official name. Officially it was only a private soldier in the Count Istas family, and in the first place, there was no need to make a distinction from the rest, because only this one squad existed.

    However, a group of rock giants who consolidated themselves with matching bold iron (crystal iron) chest armor (breast plate) served as carriage railroad escorts and crusades against bandits and monsters, which are also popular.

    Also widespread in the form of rumors is the role played by Viscount Playmea in the fraudulent cases he has set up to see where it leaked from. Hence, it was naturally nicknamed and was becoming entrenched.

    If Dwarf''s brothers look up at the sparkling eyes of Exile, they will also understand the sense of crisis that Alana North Tin had.

    "We''re all set."

    Acorns in apron dresses - recently losing resistance to these clothes - came down from the carriage. I just finished collecting the liquor that was left in the Ashes Carriage in the crate.

    "Wow..."

    "Yonayona, could that be Acorn-like?

    "Acorns, though."

    "I knew it."

    Two cheers Miriam and Lara as they see the outfit and the glossy acorn. Apparently, Vermilio''s reputation is quite widespread.

    Acorns, too, never feel bad. On the contrary, it''s an opportunity in a way.

    "Next time, stay for a visit. I''ll put on a lot of Vermilio prototypes."

    "If I were you, it would be a big deal."

    "I mean, I''m okay, right?

    What about that? Thought so, but avoid going in deep.

    "I made lunch for you, so you can all eat. You can drink as much of the alternative drinks as you like."

    "... thanks"

    Jonah says in a small voice, subtly without even looking at each other.

    But Acorn accepted it with a smile on his face. Isn''t it a big growth compared to her usual?

    A visiting girl who will leave a message with Alcia leaves the place to carry the crate into the fortress.

    Instead, the archbishop (Patriarch), wearing a crimson eyelid, approached Jonah and opened his mouth.

    Feelings, Albino girl''s back stretches perfectly.

    "Yona, be careful. Have you forgotten anything?

    Silently, many times Yona nods.

    Exactly, because we can''t all empty the castle fortress, Alcia had decided to stay. Of course, if anything, it''s up to Yut or Yona to move in momentarily and bring her in, but that''s a better thing not to happen.

    "I don''t think anything''s going to happen, but don''t get hurt. You''re back in good health."

    Arcia, giving in on the spot, hugs Jonah and kisses her cheek.

    I shyly try to pull with both hands, but naturally, you can''t even forgive me.

    "... I''m coming"

    Yes, the embrace continued until Jonah uttered it.

    "Jonah''s sister treated me like a child."

    "Uncle Trudek said this was a demon hole."

    Yut opens his mouth while keeping that assessment on his mind''s note.

    "Come on, it''s time to leave"

    First Jonah took the initiative to move into the carriage, then the children, including Hamal, followed.

    Say hello, Ren.

    "Leave it to me..."

    I stroke the head of a sister disciple girl walking with Godlan and entrust her with the aftermath. Of course, Yut himself follows, but only Ren relies on him in the carriage.

    A half-elf girl flicks but turns her motivated eyes. This is not the case, such as the opportunity relied on by the disciples who quickly overtook them.

    "The brave men of today aren''t enough, they''re not reporting cases."

    Acorn''s pointing out that he''s back with his stuff, he''s nicely silenced.

    "Well, I''ll get it out"

    In a deep and heavy voice, the rock giant of your platform declared his departure. At the same time, the carriage moves out smoothly.

    "Wow, what the hell is this? This"

    "You''re so fuzzy."

    "Hiroi"

    "What''s going on with Yonayona''s house?

    "Gww."

    Leaving such a cheer, The Ashes Carriage set out for the South.

    I wasn''t at the drop off at the fortress, Valtrude and Larsia.

    Those two were ahead of Jonah and working on cleaning the road (...).

    Larsia, we need backup.

    When a Cathedral Knight (Paladin) jumps from a military horse (War Horse) and hits his heel in the air, a Magic Wing is generated, granting him the ability to fly.

    At the end of Valtrude''s eyes, more beautiful than the jewels, was a herd of paralyzed longworms - paralyzed worms - that blocked the decaying path.

    Usually, the longworms root deep underground. He said that one bite renders people and livestock incapacitated and transports them to the nest and takes their time to eat.

    At least 5 meters. In large things, it is difficult to survive encountering longworms exceeding 10 metres.

    Nevertheless, it rarely appeared on the ground, and there were few examples of its occurrence in the group, so it was not often seen as a problem.

    But I can''t help what came out.

    "Yes, yes."

    Back to back, Larsia fired an arrow from above a small military horse (War Pony). It has nothing to do with him that it would be an unstable horseback bow. It is sucked into the mouth of the paralyzed worm without passing its aim, and one insect after another is desperate as to whether it is ten times the species of meadow.

    But there''s a lot of them.

    Water on the baking stone to the extent that a few were defeated, but this Hellenonian Virgin could not have even cowered.

    "Return to the ground but good!

    Flashing like a mistake.

    The Divine Subjugator, the divine sword that has been sent down from God and disputed, is wielded by a horizontal giraffe, where both beautiful and ugly intersect, while the armament rises to the former.

    Being mutilated is accompanied by a scattering of poisonous body fluids, but not even that can invade the Holy Virgin of Helenonia.

    When the broken blue mole-colored paralysed worm collapsed, Valtrude moved into the air to the next prey without even seeing it through.

    At this moment now, it is not surprising that the heirloom of the war maiden who shone through heaven was born.

    Not so long ago, the contrast between the Cathedral Knight and the Paralese Worm was vivid and¡­ overwhelming.

    It would have taken less than 10 seconds to slaughter the whole thing.

    I didn''t even allow him to escape, and he wiped him out in about three minutes.

    "Is something going on? Or is it just a coincidence?

    Valtroude, who waved the Devil''s Sword and then put it in his sheath, crumbles to no one.

    I secretly got it - I just recovered the stuff that was rolling into the empty classroom - but appraising the worm-like foot that was stung by the boy golden dragon didn''t know for sure.

    Even Yut doesn''t know. Something could be about to show up from somewhere. No, the shadow of something bad was hidden from the Alusian shrine, too.

    This is an expedition that includes that reconnaissance. However, just hanging out with Jonah''s selfishness can''t possibly get all this personnel moving.

    As for pre-construction.

    "Yes, yes, that''s it for seriousness. Let''s get this over with."

    "... right"

    It''s good that the danger is gone, but it''s also in the way for the carriage to pass.

    I just can''t fill it, so I have to take it somewhere...

    "Don''t break your bones just about this amount. Were there any cliffs around here?

    "Then you can handle it easily. Hang in there."

    "Right. Do I carry it?"

    Whatever you think, I don''t think Larsia can carry a longworm that''s over 5 meters. So is it possible for Valtrude - it''s actually possible, but when I see that just piled up like a mountain, I sigh.

    "Then you just have to wait for Yut. You can do something with a spell."

    "... right"

    I''m not going to leave it to you, but I can''t do what I can''t.

    Having so decided, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia sits on a rock on the road with her magical silver (Mithral) armor on. It doesn''t leave them fatigued or anything, but it''s also a job to rest when they can rest.

    "So why don''t we even play the game we brought from Chicue while we wait for Yut?

    "Isn''t that just careless?

    "I''m not free to just wait. I''m done here, and I don''t care how you took a break."

    "Well, if that''s all you have to say, I don''t mind just a little..."

    "It''s a game of hunting monsters. Perfect for us now."

    Larsia took out two mobile consoles along with a lightly sarcastic suggestion specific to the meadow species. On this occasion, I know you want to preach - the unexpected wall blocked.

    "Hmm. I can''t read the letters"

    "It was a blind spot!

    Whilst swan watering was taking a break from such conditions, unprecedented frenzy was raging inside the Ashes Carriage passenger car.

    "Something''s going on with the view at a squeaky speed. For that, it won''t shake at all. What''s going on?"

    Samar''s surprise and admiration are the best, but there was nothing to be seen.

    "Gww."

    "Lose...... Swear on Ducommerce''s beard!

    In the corner of the passenger car, Hamal compares forces with Godlan. It''s not something to do in the carriage, but I guess I''m tired of sliding to the carpet that I''ve been doing many, many times before.

    "Wow, that''s a touch."

    "I want to live..."

    Miriam and Lara, who are never tired of stroking the carpet, shine their eyes on the conditioning in the passenger car.

    A fuzzy carpet, a sofa that even royal nobility can''t sit on, a bed with a sunken body. The room temperature is kept constant to make it easy to spend and, as Samal put it, the vibration is barely felt.

    "I don''t mind."

    "I think it''s okay... right?

    Neither was the salutary Ren full, as Yut, his disciple, seemed praised. I can''t activate it, but The Ashes Carriage, which she knows, is not a spell so far.

    I mean, it''s Yut''s prowess that makes us all happy.

    "More than that, it''s time for dinner..."

    Speak also to the Exile of the House, and decide to take a break once.

    What Acorn prepared was a sandwich on Orthodox, but the colorful line-up on the basket was too novel in this world.

    "Wow......"

    "Beautiful."

    "Sounds good"

    There are differences in reactions between men and women, but the favorable ones remain unchanged.

    Milk is also provided for the juice of acorn handmade, well cold fruit, and lunchtime begins within the Ash Carriage.

    First Yona chooses a thick ham sandwich, followed by everyone else getting their hands on it. By the way, Exile had a special lunch box available, and he was eating outside saying he would be careful.

    "Something delicious in this white sauce."

    "It''s also delicious that this fried food is pinched"

    "I''ve never eaten anything like this..."

    Though the thoughts of eating shrimp and mayonnaise sandwiches, chicken cutlet sandwiches and egg sandwiches respectively were very popular.

    Ren watched it like a sister and also divided what he had secured into Godlan.

    If Acorn had been on this occasion, he would have stated his thoughts, "It''s kind of like an elementary school excursion".

    Jonas having a good time.

    Fun time passes.

    hours from departure.

    By the time the sun began to tilt slightly, the Ash Carriage arrived at its destination.

 175 11. Small Adventures (Complete Edition)

    There, it was similar to the wilderness.

    No grass, no beast, just a dry breeze. A land where no signs of life can be felt. Despite the season when the breath of life is overflowing if it was meant to be, I can''t even confirm its traces within sight. Sand, rocks and dirt, that''s all.

    Ahead over the mountain path. We stopped to say we couldn''t go any further by carriage. There were harsher mountains waiting for us.

    "This is the home of Godlan?

    The children out of the carriage crush like they were barometric. Does it mean you lived in such a lonely place?

    I don''t believe it. No, I don''t want to believe it.

    A land littered with rubble-like rocks and refusing to let people in.

    Several mountain villages once existed, but the activities of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) were enlivened and all became abandoned villages as the castle of the Black Demon flew. This would be the first time since that incident that ordinary people have approached us here.

    Although it is a printed map of the Kingdom of Rotosilt, it is a story on the map. There''s no way you can manage a land without anyone.

    Evil is doomed, and this land is dead, too.

    "I''ve been waiting."

    Where everyone was stunned, the Yuts, who had completed their reconnaissance around them, descend from the sky to the ground.

    After that, he was ahead of time while joining the Valtrudes and cleaning in a double sense. There is also a reason why I didn''t use Solestal Steed, a horseback riding in heaven with too much speed.

    "Yut, long time no see"

    "Did you have fun?

    "... yeah"

    I tend to hesitate, but I stroke Jonah''s head telling her straight away. That''s all there is to it, it''s worth the hard work.

    "That''s true, but what is this unintelligible feeling"

    "Jealous? Val''s gonna do it, too."

    "That can''t be right"

    Set aside the two who descend late, Yut looks to Exile. "You can''t be alarmed," he told him with his eyes, and the rock giant nodded slowly.

    "Well, we''re with you from here. Something could hit me, so I''m gonna make sure you follow our instructions."

    Nature and tension run amongst the children when Yut says it in a not strong but serious tone. I didn''t mean to scare you, but I laughed internally that it was difficult to add or subtract.

    There may be behavioral problems, but Yona may be an easy person to deal with.

    "... godrunnin ''"

    "Gww."

    That''s what I was thinking, and a similar voice went up from Lara with lowered hair to screaming.

    Seeing, the Golden Dragon child who came out of The Ashes Carriage together was about to fly into the sky as if to shake something off.

    "Godlan!"

    The voices of the children overlapped.

    "Yut...... ugh"

    "I know, I know."

    Even in Jonah''s chopped voice, the Great Mage is calm. Remove the magic carpet flying from the bag of infinite storage and deposit it with the Albino girl.

    "Guys, get in"

    When you put your friends on a flying carpet like you push them in, you fly ahead with superpowers (Psyonic Power).

    "Wow, it''s flying in the sky"

    "With Yonayona, it''s a spectacle..."

    Wrapped in surprise and some kind of giving up, but much better than being scared.

    Yut also uses the "Flight" spell on Exile and follows along.

    Fortunately, the Godlan''s speed of flight is not so much, either by dragon standards or only by children.

    Besides, Godlan himself doesn''t seem to be trying to escape.

    After a while, we catch up and fly together through mountainous areas like the wilderness.

    "Awesome. I''m flying with Godlan..."

    Inspiring faces, children who stir up experiences they would never have been able to do if they were normal. On the other hand, the Yuts are alert to their surroundings so that they can deal with anything immediately.

    "So far, does it look okay?

    You can''t be alarmed.

    "The guy who was playing the game just told me."

    "It would be Larsia who made me do it. Besides, I''ll never forget a drink again."

    "If it''s just us, I''d rather you come out."

    With its overwhelming destructive power, it is Exile''s style to take the lead and beat enemies. Defensive warfare, and I guess it''s hard to do with kids who aren''t even old enough to be behind it.

    A slightly puzzled rock giant (Jarloot) by the position of guardian, but I think Yut would have been glad to have experienced it before the child was born.

    Godlan accidentally stilled in the air as he jumped over the cliffs in which he entered and through several narrow paths.

    At the end of that gaze, the cave of nature opens its mouth pompously.

    "Is this the house of Godlan?

    "I''m sure you are."

    "I''m home."

    "Good..."

    "Yeah. Right..."

    It was the Lens who bless her mouth, but Jonah stares silently at Godlan. The Yuts were also completely devoted to the role of guardian.

    "Gww."

    A young golden dragon makes a loud noise.

    At the same time, it opened its mouth and emitted a light exhalation (laser brace).

    Though it pierces the cave ceiling, in rays less than 10 cm in diameter, some rock masses about the size of a child''s head fall, but that''s all. Far from collapse, not to destroy.

    Still not giving up, Godlan continues to exhale the light and Godlan tries to destroy what would be his own nest hole.

    No, why are you trying to do that in the first place?

    "Why!?"

    "... Yona"

    "I know."

    Meaningless behavior, but I just don''t know that. Then you just need to know. The opportunity has not yet been lost.

    Jonah, prompted by Yut, approaches Godlan alone and presses her hand against its golden scales. We''ve only spent a few days together, but the slippery feel is already tame.

    It has nothing to do with the fur-like texture, but has a pleasant limp touch.

    While doing so, Yona activated Mind Bond''s psychic powers.

    A spirit of being still young and different races.

    It''s underdeveloped. Then we can''t even hope for complete communication.

    Still, the image was conveyed.

    Loneliness.

    Just one person, living in a land where their parents died.

    Darkness.

    An unpleasant sound that rings giggly.

    Evil will.

    Deathstroke.

    Consultation.

    Retreat.

    Chewing it, overlapping it, the Albino girl linguizes the mental landscape.

    "Something bad is about to come out of the basement. So we have to fill this cave."

    It doesn''t matter if it''s your own nest.

    Even in the land where the parent dragon ended, it doesn''t matter.

    No, that''s why we have to settle with our own hands.

    Because that is the life of the Golden Dragon, guardian of good and order.

    "Godlan."

    Gently named, Jonah communicated her own will.

    Upon receiving the thought, Godlan compared Jonah''s face to the nest hole several times, flying up and away from the spot.

    "Gww."

    And raise your voice of acceptance.

    "Instead, do it"

    "You can do it if I want."

    After a glimpse of the spell document, Yut prompts you to translate. It''s a cave where even Chenglong can come and go, but he can handle it with a ready spell.

    Jonah should have never used psychic powers for direct destruction and killing, even if she still showed "teleportation" or mindfulness (psychokinesis).

    Of course, there is a reason I didn''t have to use such a thing.

    More than that, the Yuts were ahead of us to keep us from doing that.

    We''re friends now, okay.

    It shouldn''t be such an easy issue.

    "Because it''s a replacement for Godlan"

    Still, Jonah doesn''t try hard to give up the role. Seeing that determination as stiff, Yut stopped taking any further care of it.

    "Val, get the kids, please"

    "Leave it to me."

    And the Yuts took away their will, and distanced themselves from Jonah.

    Not Larsia and Len the children who are anxious to see what begins, Valtrude and Exile do not fail to be vigilant to their surroundings.

    The Albino girl, who remained in front of the cave alone, closes her eyes and hides her red eyes, concentrating her consciousness.

    "Flair Burst - Enhancer"

    And it converged the agglomerated spiritual power forward.

    In an instant, a mass of burning heat appears that will hold.

    A symbol of burning, destruction.

    Before that, Jonah looks overhead - Godlan.

    "Gww."

    Confirming his response, Jonah also nodded and unleashed Flair Burst.

    As it accelerates, the scorching fireball increases in volume and so does the heat.

    "Wow..."

    Hamal raised his admiration for that unrealistic sight.

    "Beautiful..."

    Lara gave an honest representation of the sight.

    The other two, something similar. Out of the blue, it may have been a success standing close to the tyrant from the beginning.

    A mass of enlarged red lotus to the same extent as the entrance to the cave broke into the void to be inhaled - bursting.

    The loud voice rang and the hot air blew. A magical carpet flirts with a huge explosion that winds up dirt and sand and blows up one mountain.

    "Calm down..."

    "It''s okay, it''s okay. Because this is how it always is."

    Len calms the children and Larsia cleverly controls them by gripping the hem of the flying carpet.

    "The Great Mage''s Shield, Aegis of Archmage."

    While confirming it at the edge of his sight, Yut instantly created a magic shield to protect everyone.

    Still, I can''t completely shut it off until the heat.

    Stay put, watch for an eruption-like explosion for a few minutes.

    When strong winds blew and dust blew, it was a completely collapsed cave - a nest of golden dragons.

    "Gww."

    The Golden Dragon child who sees it speaks up at all costs.

    A golden dragon flies through the sunset sky.

    Scales reflect light and distort contours.

    Where are you going? Is it my intention to go?

    I don''t know.

    The only thing I''m sure of is that special time is over.

    All the children burned the sight into their eyes.

    This memory, now vivid, will also someday weather and fade away.

    Still, I don''t mind.

    Because there''s no lie in this thought that I''m feeling right now.

 176 1. "Nice Encounter"

    The bottom of a deep, unconscious land.

    There is a kingdom of aliens that cannot even reach the eyes of the earthly gods.

    "Yangno World Heno Road Gahitotsu Destruction Saleta Youdaga"

    "Nanimo Problem Ha Wuyi"

    Ant humans (Murmidon), upright with four legs, respond briefly to Scorpion humans (Scorpios).

    Even so, although other organisms - humans, dwarves, elves, demons (daemons), giants (giants), dragons - would have heard it and only recognized it as a rubbing sound.

    Insectician (Insectian) voices are beyond the audible range of normal organisms, and even mix and express jaws, wings, and so on, so that the meaning changes due to subtle differences.

    It is so miraculous that different races can communicate their will with each other.

    In a faint, deep underground cave.

    Human beings in the form of cluttered insects that cannot possibly be encountered on the ground are hissing.

    The giant roaches (Panagyas) waved the sickles of both arms to show their warfare, and the fat queen bee was silent and not talking about the meeting.

    Spooky, inviting underlying fears and sifting scares.

    Too heterogeneous. Being incomprehensible.

    "Policy (d) Weird Wariha Wuyi"

    Ant humans forcefully wrap it up, as if to divide the spot.

    "Mushiro ano dragon tono encounter ha unexpected datta dake"

    Yes. It was the insects going for the ground, but not with the aim of ravaging them orbitlessly. No, it ravages, but it has to be more orderly.

    It has to be so generous that it doesn''t give you room to fight back.

    Because in a muddy battle like "The Book of Nothingness" (Caios Evil) - whose name I don''t know - strengths are not demonstrated.

    Until then, I needed to keep lurking.

    "Tower no construction ha well ni jindail"

    "Way to go, no maintenance, no plans."

    Upright Bee Man (Melissa) reports on behalf of the Queen Bee.

    And the insects that lived side by side raised a voice of quiet joy. A voice of passionate joy for a sober insect.

    But in a person''s body, it only sounds like a spooky bug''s voice: Chicken Chicken Chicken.

    Both thorough and incompatible.

    The clash was not that far away.

    To the west of Count Istas'' territory, a meadow race (Magner) walked around the mountainous Dwarf city of Mainz, curious.

    He holds his red-brown habitual hair in his hat forcefully and looks around with his big eyes open. Neither did the Dwarves pay attention as if they had lost interest after seeing the meadow species wearing their leather armor (leather armor) and making sure their wallets were there.

    This is a city dominated by dwarves, but the meadow species are everywhere - even in Verga, the imperial capital of the Verga Empire. I can''t help but care.

    Conversely, if she was a calm meadow species, she might have rushed home to make sure her family was safe.

    She stopped and looked up at the sky without the wind that cared about the reaction of those dwarves and such.

    Only inside the dwarf, smoke rising from the chimney there. But that''s white smoke, not black smoke, and there seems to be little coal out there.

    There is little discomfort in walking around the city.

    When it comes to the city of Dwarves, heat, coal smoke and alcohol are set, even fresh fish are sold on the market in this Mainz.

    "I care."

    She heard rumors about the city and traveled from afar.

    I didn''t have anything to do with it. I didn''t want a glass iron. I just couldn''t stand or hear it was unusual, and if I realized it, I was pointing my foot at it.

    Of course, that''s not the only reason... as a meadow species, it was also a standard motive.

    Anyway, there''s nothing I can do to care.

    Unexpectedly, her figure disappears.

    No, even though the meadow species are childlike bodies, such as one person disappearing, that can only be magic.

    A covert technique that allows its impossibility. A Bandit (Rogue) move comparable to Larsia''s.

    Erase the signs, hide in the shadows, dive into the blind spots of a person''s sight and consciousness, disappear as if they had disappeared.

    One workshop she headed toward without making a single sound in her cat-like footsteps.

    Are you taking a break or did you have something to do? The interior was deserted and unlocked. Of course, even if it was locked, I would have done something about it.

    It looked like a pure workplace that had not been sold directly, and the workshop connected to the residence had been fitted with hammers and gold floors, and the furnace fire had not been completely extinguished.

    Apparently, this is an armorer''s workshop.

    Finished long swords (long swords) etc. are embellished on the walls and parts and unfinished items are left on the floor.

    "Heh. This is the rumored Bold Iron."

    A blue, black ore that was piled up in the corner of the workshop. The Lady Bandit of the Meadow Race sees it seriously to her hands......

    "Atashi doesn''t know the difference."

    He immediately lost interest and threw it away.

    Next, observe the rest of the workshop - instead of saying no, breaking into the living space, I found a barrel of ale in the basement storage bin of the cooking area I was looking for.

    "Hmm. I wonder what it''s like."

    When I did not hesitate to open the lid, stretched my back and glanced inside, a beautiful amber liquid jumped in slightly reddish. The aromatic aroma is also really good.

    "Welcome......"

    Intolerable, the female bandit of the meadow race took out her cup and wrongfully threw the ale out of the barrel.

    I pour it down my throat all at once. As soon as possible, the aromatic flavour spreads. Dwarf only drinks and is strong in alcohol, but strangely easy to drink.

    "Heh heh heh"

    I''m in a good mood for delicious liquor and I get a nose song. You just don''t think it''s a good idea to sing out loud, modest but cheerful.

    Drink up some amber water as it is and pour it into the last cup and jock and head back to the workshop.

    Light, but start locating the workshop in steps that do not emit footsteps.

    I naturally nostalgic about the blade I was about to make, the hammer for forging, the copper coin I left on the table on the finished bolt iron dagger, etc., as if it was my thing from the beginning.

    "Mm-hmm. I wonder if this chimney has a secret."

    Next, to the furnace that melts the bold iron, I stick my head in without any hesitation, my hat is about to fall and I panic slightly, but I don''t drop my hat or jock.

    "Hmm. Well, normally, do you want to demonize" Deep Breeze "or something like this? Wow. Awesome idiot?"

    Atmospheric Purification, as its name suggests, is a theoretical spell that removes harmful components from the atmosphere. Originally developed as a means of counteracting spells like The Stinky Cloud (Orid Cloud), which causes nausea and inhibits behavior due to its odor.

    The idea of demonizing it into a chimney itself and removing harmful ingredients is not normal in itself, and the financial power to be able to carry it out is, to be clear, unusual.

    Besides, it''s hard to argue when people say you''re out of your mind at a time when you''re so concerned about the environment.

    "Not really, I don''t want you to idiot my friend. Well, partly I don''t agree."

    - If it''s not even in you.

    "Ahhh. I can''t believe you didn''t notice this seal."

    "I don''t know who you are, but you were a little overconfident, weren''t you?

    Larsia speaks with a smile as she shoves a dagger on the back of the trespasser. When the Temple of Helenonia came earlier to grasp the back society by the fact that it would also enter this Mainz, by chance, it had just met an uncanny compatriot.

    "Atashi is Ritna"

    "I''m the evil leader."

    "I''d love to be close to you."

    "I''m sorry, but I don''t want to be in a bad habit."

    "Handicap? To this extent?

    "That''s why we have a bad reputation."

    The meadow species are not born bandits.

    However, the concept of private property is thin and the lines between one''s things and others'' are vague. As a result, Larsia is bitter, but there is no sense that Ritna is plagiarizing as a meadow species about what she has put into her nostalgia.

    Acorn, who later heard that explanation, said, "Oh, like borrowing?" And she seemed to understand.

    In short, Larsia is more of a minority in the entire race.

    "But we''re aiming for an evil organization that local residents love."

    Having said that, Larsia took his opponent''s arm and caught his leg, pushing him down to the ground of the blacksmith. Wooden jocks roll wildly and sprinkle ale around.

    "Ah, what a waste."

    "I agree, but don''t be ridiculous"

    Sin is sin, even if it is nothing to the meadow species. Besides, it''s possible that he broke into this mainz with some purpose. From a defensive standpoint, we can''t overlook it like this.

    Together, Larsia nevertheless secures a favourable position. But even though it''s a melee, this skill allows Larsia and I to play each other. I don''t think it''s just mud. It thickens my suspicions that it might be some kind of secret detective.

    But...

    "Hey."

    "Hmm? I don''t know, chance!

    For a moment, she unleashes Larsia''s commandments, which have stunned her, and the female bandit of the meadow race - Ritna - escapes.

    "Next time, let''s have some more peaceful encounters"

    Ritna, who released Larsia from custody, quickly moved to the broken door and disappeared into the city''s mess.

    "I''m here..."

    When I was taking it back, I sigh that Larsia was in sincere trouble as I entertained Ritna with the bold iron dagger she was nostalgic for and the hat she dropped.

    I accidentally loosened my restraint hand because I saw her look decent.

    Red brown curly, round hair.

    Big, crispy eyes.

    Adorable smile.

    Tight limbs.

    "Wow, I like it, but you mean this is the nice meeting of Tyrone God? I''m in trouble......"

    With that said, Larsia''s expression was loose.

    Expressing it in a straightforward way, it was slight.

    "- Something happened!

    "Oh, wow."

    Cold ale I''m in love with one hand - not to the point, but I''m having trouble reacting - and they talk to me, and Yut goes against that pressure.

    This is the "Hot Springs Inn", created by Exile in the miracle of God. It is a room that hits its ballroom, where various solaces are held solely within the company.

    Should the exterior be described as a Japanese-style hotel or a Western-style inn? It was a strange building with tile roofs, Japanese-style gardens, and hot springs added to the accommodation at the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) where I stayed in Japan.

    However, it seemed that only Yut and Akane felt uncomfortable, which was relatively well received by the other members.

    Then the local people are likely to have the same sentiment, and the two visitors are incapable of saying anything.

    "No. It''s a fateful encounter, this. I''m gonna be in trouble."

    "Well, that sounds like fun, more than anything."

    Larsia wearing a yukata - a slightly unusual bathrobe, which allowed her to produce locally without any particular problems - is even more tangled up.

    In that outfit, a tatami ballroom lined with meals. I didn''t know for a second where this place was.

    It''s not strange to know that Li Kutua also has tatami, but it makes me wonder if the gods don''t have to bother to prepare it either.

    "But as far as I''m concerned, he doesn''t seem to be promising a reunion or anything, but what are we gonna do? Do you want to send a message?

    Originally, there was as much to decide.

    Today Acorn behaved as a hand cook, but if it is to be fully open, what is the concept of cooking and who will be the cook chief? Where do you hire employees from? What will the price be? I haven''t even decided on a name.

    However, Jonah is obsessed with cooking, and Valtrude, Arcia, and Acorn are discussing it with some seriousness while checking this one out.

    Exile just has a fancy smile on his face.

    "Old man, don''t be like any other human resources"

    "No, you can''t give me advice."

    "Well, it''s like Egg came into his mouth on his own from the other side. Not helpful."

    That''s what Larsia says, but she''s laughing fun.

    "As far as I''m concerned, the next time we meet, I think it''s good to think it''s fate, what do you say?

    "I see. That''s certainly true."

    "Before then, if the woman named Ritna was a spy or something, would I have to see her again somehow?

    In the meantime, I don''t think I''ve decided to hear Exile''s best point.

    Larsia nodded twice and three times, thinking of Ritna in the back of her brain, with a cold ale.

 177 2. Open-air meetings

    The moon, which was brilliantly illuminating the area, hid in the clouds.

    I can''t help it.

    On earth, when a more beautiful being appears than yourself, you will also want to hide.

    White skin that is even mysterious. Tight, but feminine, rounded curves. The appearance of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who behaves without great value, no longer even springs up feelings of jealousy.

    "Not quite, isn''t it? No, I don''t know if that''s a good thing."

    Valtrude showed up for an open-air bath after leaving the strip yard hiding his shiny naked stronghold with a towel, crushing so as he looked around.

    Stone open-air bath, built on high ground.

    It is a stunning location surrounded by trees and overlooking the sea.

    "I think it''s a good idea. It''s surprisingly neat."

    The acorn that then came in says as he was impressed as he rebelled his chest. Sure, it looks like it from her eyes.

    Conversely, God in this world is so impressed with where he purchased this knowledge from.

    Although I look around hiding it in a towel just like Valtrude, some of it is not completely guarded. The guard may be a little loose because of the same sex, and only the thoughtful "comrades".

    I don''t mind that, but its hidden area is the problem. Valtrude stares at his shaky breasts every time he walks, with a pitiful look, but the moment the last person comes in, he reaches a waiver.

    I know. There''s nothing I can do about it. Even so, it would get in the way of the fight.

    Still, I can''t help wondering what the disparity is with Alcia, who was born and raised in the same village.

    "What''s wrong?

    Alcia, with her long dark hair together and her nose exposed, leans her ankle toward her childhood friend and asks after noticing signs of stiffness.

    The crimson eye bands remain intact, but such a disguise is irrelevant and an inflammatory trick from the same sex.

    (No, wait)

    The incomparable pretty girl thinks as she sprinkles water as first taught as manners, removes the towel and enters the tub.

    (As far as these two go, it''s obvious that Yut prefers a woman with big breasts...)

    It''s not like that, but in her it became a fact.

    (And yet you like me, I mean, is that it? That''s it)

    Humph and I are in a good mood and convinced, while Valtrude enjoys warm water. When I stretch out my hands and feet and take a warm bath, that''s all I get out of tiredness and nervousness.

    Moreover, it is a luxurious story that there are flavors such as a view of the sea and the sky at the same time, and that the hot springs themselves are effective.

    "I don''t know, Val seems so sorry..."

    "It just seems to me that I''m worried about the end of the world."

    Neither of those two words is heard, and the Holy Virgin of Helenonia is immersed in water with seriousness as if to pray for peace in the world.

    While Larsia was in a strange mental state and involved in her fianc¨¦e (Fianc¨¦) drinking, the three of them were coming to an open-air bath.

    Of course, in order to wash out the problems and help them unfold in the future when they are fully open - but it is.

    "Good day, Mr. Acorn."

    "Thanks. It''s going to be tough, but, well, a paragraph."

    In the first place, there was a strong sense of consolation for the launch of the first fashion brand of the Brewers, Vermilio, which welcomed one separation.

    Once a large reception system is in place, employees, including Regina, will also be invited. Perhaps it will make a name for itself in history as the first employee trip of the Brewers.

    The day after that fashion show, although I started selling at the store, I couldn''t stop customers from pushing forward to open the store. It turned out just as Yut pointed out, but it doesn''t mean it''s good if it sells.

    Inventory issues, additional production, and annoyance to the surrounding area. If you point out the negative elements, there is no cutting, and besides, you have to go into autumn/winter production already.

    Really, it''s a paragraph.

    "It''s harder to be impotent from Mr. Eudit than that..."

    Acorn shrugs his shoulder when he remembers something unpleasant and sinks deeply into slightly cloudy water. The buoyant part shows a slight resistance, but I was fortunate Valtrude hadn''t seen that.

    "If we keep this up, we''re going to be forced to produce weddings as well as clothes."

    When I gave her a wedding dress, she had been examined directly by Akane because she wanted to wear it at a wedding.

    Moreover, there is even the hope of a bridesmaid costume with a taste of the source story we read together when we first met.

    "Assuming you''re married to a prince, it''s like a traditional costume..."

    "If only we could make a tradition."

    And, although I tried to turn it down a long way, it was returned lightly. Moreover, the dinner party seemed to be my favorite when I came to Falve, a sign that I might even be left to dine at the reception.

    Thank you. It doesn''t take long to stop Prince Alsace from going to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    If that happens, you''re likely to be pushed off like this. The ingredients, the seasoning and just thinking about it now gave me a headache.

    I have a hand in purchasing from Earth, but because of this, I would also like to take the opportunity to spread new dishes in this world.

    When that happens, do you want to make it the ingredients available here or do you want to make a new one?

    Successfully, there seems to be a load piling up on Acorn''s shoulders as well.

    However, Yut, who heard the story, had heightened his vigilance when he had a bad feeling.

    From acorns, it''s hard to understand how childhood friends feel about endangering Eudit, but they have to have a sense of crisis about the flow that seems to overlap with unscrupulous gestures.

    "Well, isn''t that good? It would be like a prep exercise."

    "Preliminary exercise."

    Acorns dye their cheeks red for reasons different from the warmth of the hot springs in response to its valtrude pointers.

    After I said it, I noticed that diocesan knights and archbishops (patriarchs) without liners reacted similarly.

    I can''t show it to Yut. I''m too embarrassed.

    "There''s just a problem we need to consider now more than that"

    Maiden admiration aside, and Arcia declares the opening of the debate in a serious tone.

    That attitude of dyeing cheeks red with excitement for reasons different from those previously imagined from the hot springs is unusual for a loving daughter of a sober death and witchcraft goddess.

    "You mean Verga?

    "Yes."

    "Is that the woman..."

    Valtrude bites her lips in an unusual way. Even with her hatred for evil itself, her hostility to certain individuals was thought to be unbridled, except for Verga, where all sorts of intolerable things pile up.

    "It is utterly unforgivable to call Yut his son-in-law, etc., to take even his lips away at our present, to even abduct and try to inflict shameful acts, to fight together in the spiritual world of Dal-Lukash instead of us, etc."

    "Well, when you''re listed, you think there''s no need for a full-scale war."

    Even moderate acorns have some acts that cannot be set on their bellies.

    "But that''s the past."

    I can tell what I''m not forgiving is with that hard voice and a hand gripping all the way under the water, but Arcia dared to look to the future.

    "Meetings and drawings at Folio-Farina between Yuto and Verga. what to do with it."

    We''re on probation because we don''t have a specific approach from the other party yet, but any of this should happen.

    "Right. Val''s dating me before I get over here, right after I get over here, but Mr. Alcia''s not at all. What are you doing, brave man?"

    Acorns that pound their fists on slightly white water to expose their anger, but the other two are troubled faces.

    "For some reason, I feel attacked by my friends."

    "I''m good, I am"

    Besides, it''s like being half fitted by Larsia, but doing something like dating in Hardenturm. I have also received a proposal.

    No problem...... should be.

    "The problem is that we don''t know what hard means Verga is going to get out of it. If we could have watched somehow, I''d still be relieved..."

    "My lack of strength."

    "No, no, you can''t do that as long as you listen to me."

    Not only Verga, but that Vainamarinen put it out. I wouldn''t even say resistance is pointless, but it''s not hard to imagine that it would have been futile.

    "But it''s a date between Yut and Verga..."

    I know it''s a big problem, but what exactly happens then? Akane had a hard time imagining it.

    "When you think calmly, a brave man is a great magician, isn''t he? Then I can handle it myself."

    "- Do you think you can?

    "Yeah. Let''s move on."

    Untrusted yuut to just one childhood friend. You deserve it in a way, but, exactly, if you were here, you would have raised a protest.

    Although, of course, on the assumption that we would have kept reason in this setting.

    "If it''s just about having a good time with Yut, I don''t want to give up a step and admit it... you don''t"

    "Mr. Alcia, I can''t talk to you."

    "Me too, I don''t want to admit it. I don''t want to admit it, but I can''t just get help and rehabilitate the exchange terms. But..."

    "You don''t have to keep your promises to bad guys."

    "... hmm?

    I see, Acorn rushes off talking to the reaction of the diocesan knight who may have said if he had that hand.

    "In the meantime, let''s just say we know that the brave man and Verga have to date. At that time, I hope you''re comfortable."

    "Uhm."

    "That''s what I''m talking about"

    The hot springs feel good, but I get tired after a long soak. If we are to draw conclusions, it would be better to do so earlier. It''s not something I know what will happen to the conclusions I made with my boiled head.

    "In the meantime, what kind of promise did you make?

    "Right..."

    Valtrude recalls, plaguing the delicate figure.

    Vainamarinen said:

    "At that time, I''ll leave you with no tail or surveillance of the countess or the ladies with the eyelids there."

    - and.

    "Then if it''s Jonah or me, it''s safe?

    "That would be just plausible."

    He seems to be the guardian of good and the law, and denies the way out. Neither does Alcia, that doesn''t seem to make sense.

    "Then you can''t ask someone to do it instead..."

    "It''s too dangerous for a bad person."

    Though Valtrude says it with a thought face, there is no solution. Akane rushes back to me and washes her face with Pasha Pasha and Hot Springs when she sees her like that.

    "What''s the matter with you?

    "Anything, but I don''t"

    "Right..."

    I''m not convinced, but going deep doesn''t seem to make sense. Yes, I''ve been saved many times. Follow the investigation. No further recourse.

    "Assuming a suitable person is found, it could also be eliminated by Vainamarinen Old"

    "Ah."

    "I see, I never thought about that"

    What I promised earlier was Weinamarinen. Then it is not surprising to undertake until execution.

    "When that happens, that''s it."

    "Right."

    "Right."

    Face to face in the hot springs and one conclusion is formed.

    "We have to educate the brave."

    "Let''s tell Yut not to be alarmed"

    "Let Yuto get rid of the temptation."

    Not sure if Yut felt cold at this moment - though bent, it was certain that the three tie had hardened.

 178 1. The Two I Met (Previous)

    "Is this the castle of Falve¡­"

    As Kagra stopped in front of the castle gate, walking with her back to the heart of the city of Falve, she looked up at the walls as impressed.

    Prestigious. Robust. Quality rigid.

    Give up on your enemies and give hope to your allies. Even if I had doubted the fact that it was given to God, at first glance, the greatness of translating opinions lightly.

    It was also a castle in a format not found in Li Kutua.

    Firstly, the idea of surrounding the castle with stone walls is seldom found in Li Kutua. It is unusual to have nothing more on the border with the outside than the city of Falve, but it is common to have some easy fences, walls, moats, etc.

    "Here, that''s where you live."

    The Dragon Man (Draconut) witch Kagra thinks of Yut as a friend.

    White robe, great magician with different clothes (Arch Mage), sharp eyes but a gentle smile. A boy who cohabited the tenderness of never abandoning the needy and the strength of piercing his will.

    If he hears that assessment, he says, "Are you a novice jerk? I may have commented," etc. But this is the truth in the cagra.

    "This is the Earl of Istas - the castle of the lord, how can I help you?"

    It is not the clergy of the Temple of Helenonia or the rock giant (Jarloot) who has spoken to such a cagra. He was one of the few human soldiers employed by the Count Istas family, as was the guard guarding the city entrance.

    They are supplied with fine long spears (long spears) and leather armor (leather armor), but they are not very elite.

    But that''s fine.

    Anyway, it doesn''t make sense to try to be somewhat armed when the subject you protect is too out of standard. Then it is better for those who do not stay high on any opponent and can be polite.

    Even now, a woman who wrapped herself in a witch outfit called Scarlet in an unfamiliar thousand years and cut all her wet feathery hair into short bobs.

    Moreover, carrying a large package and putting a small horn in front of the cagra on your forehead does not break your proper attitude.

    "This is very rude."

    "Oops."

    Realizing that she would have looked suspicious, the dragon witch unwittingly bows her head. Then I''ll upset the balance because of the luggage on my back, but I''ll add that I''m not suspicious of the guard man while I support him all the time.

    "Please calm down. It''s not uncommon to be a spectator."

    "No, I''m not looking..."

    After calming down his breath, Kagra slowly opens his mouth.

    "My name is Kagra. I came from the Kera Forest. May I take over from you, Master Yut?"

    "Oh......"

    The guard man also naturally heard a group of stories on behalf of nature worshippers (Druids) who had migrated from far east to the Kera Forest.

    This is the first time I''ve actually seen it, but it does seem to have the shadow of a dragon, as I was hearing.

    Normally, I guess we should want to be more talked about when such a group comes into the realm.

    At the same time, however, there were many concerns about ships from different worlds visited and the disturbances during the absence of the Lords, such as Vermilio''s clothing, which has become a great rumor around Hardenturm, in both good and bad ways, which did not make that much fuss.

    "Oh. I should have come out a little sooner"

    There, Yut appeared on foot dressed as in Kagra''s memory. I just have a cheaper smile than I imagined.

    For the first time in a long time, Kagra''s breasts rattled naturally to reunite with friends of the few - rather than the only -.

    "This, Master Kazai..."

    "Good luck. She''ll be fine."

    "Ha."

    Tell them they don''t need to check their luggage in the dark either and make them lower their guards. Instead, I invited Kagra, whom I hadn''t seen in a long time, into the fortress.

    "Dear Yut, We are out of time"

    Kagra bows his head deeply as he loses sight of the guard. Now it''s after I unload my stuff, so I won''t show you the kind of lapse I just had.

    "This way, I''m sorry I haven''t even been able to go check on you for a while"

    "No. It''s unfamiliar land, but we''re all at peace. Also, we''re going to be able to start making rice in earnest next year."

    "Ooh. I''d expect that."

    Though it is now possible to travel to and from Earth, it is the policy to minimize the supplies to be brought in. I know the quality is different, but if I can source it here, I''ve never been over it.

    "However, rice cultivation this year is going to be on an experimental scale. For that matter, my brother said," When I put my strength into forest policing, "

    "Oh. I appreciate that, too. Best regards,"

    The Kera Forest does not mean that it is inhabited by many particularly dangerous creatures, but it is vast anyway. From somewhere, subraces with evil phases such as goblins may enter, and there is room for poachers and illegal loggers to leap in.

    On top of that, even though the Hellenic Divine Divine Divine Body (Avatar) protects it, it could not be guarded until the seal of the Demons (Demon Lord) was sealed.

    As a result, we are sending some of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) troops, but we are not specialized in activities in the forest. Besides, if we reduce the number of personnel ripping into Kera Forest defense, we can also ensure troop freedom. Then there is the possibility that the carriage railway service to the villages, which is stuck from Tertione, will also be on track.

    "Oops. What are you talking about? Go inside."

    "Oh, you can''t have that for Master Yut"

    Yuut carrying the heavy baggage that Kagra was carrying, naturally. It''s heavy indeed, but not so much that you can''t walk with it.

    Meanwhile, Kagra tries to take it back when he can''t let his benefactor do that, but Yut couldn''t have allowed it either.

    "Well, that''s about it"

    "Don''t."

    One person seems to nod that if her brother Jinga was watching, he did well, but he steps inside the fortress, strangely serpentine without giving way to each other.

    The interior was also, after all, a fundamentally different structure from the castle of Li Kutua.

    I barely know the joints. Stone construction - I don''t even know if it''s really stone - in a castle fortress. The hallway was wide enough for even horses to be different, and glass windows for lighting were regularly installed.

    I feel clean, stubborn, even divine.

    It is also surprising in the Invisible Mansion (Clinelle), but the building is well established. The story of a god-generated building also seemed rather natural.

    "By the way, what about this package?

    "Oh, yes. I''ve taken care of ingredients and cookware that I don''t see here."

    I''m glad to hear that.

    Kagra strayed from the subject, turning away from Yut, who smiled as he carried his luggage.

    "Speaking of which, was your job good?

    "Yeah. That''s just what I''ve been accumulating. You''ve cleared the job."

    The urgent need is about the creation of the imminent dimensional gates (gates).

    Last time it was finally just coming back here so I could only bring in about my personal baggage and what I had stockpiled in advance.

    As a result, meetings will be the main focus of this meeting so that a smooth deal can be made at the next opening of the door. Especially, the most difficult question is what to give as a price from here to the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend). I don''t know if I can decide with just a few hours of stay.

    Perhaps Yut alone will remain on Earth? Or maybe someone will go from the Hyun-chul meeting to the Brewers.

    "Well, some people got more jobs."

    As the two of us walk down the hallway of the fortress, we get stupidity.

    "It would be better if we protested strictly."

    "''Cause I''m not the one to ask."

    To Angry Kagra, Yut returns a bitter laugh.

    It''s the same look I had when I found the description ''There''s Just Game Software'' and ''Lots of Confectionery'' on my trade wish list to be subtly confusing.

    I''m not really mad at you, but my mental strength is definitely cut.

    It''s just true that I lost a petition from an Albino girl who wanted to "feed her friends too" and wondered if I could buy up about one of the candy stores.

    As a natural rejection of the game, there were suggestions that could be considered, such as assembled household stone kilns with thermometers from acorns.

    If you were alone Yut, it would be an idea that would never come out.

    Anyway, there''s not one item on that list that Yut wanted. I can''t possibly be ashamed to write, such as a wedding ring for three.

    "Also, there was a petition to build an art theater that would show off theatre, performances, etc. What do you think of Mr. Kagra?

    "Is it an art theater?

    Even when it comes to plays and songs, we only know about what the half-longers (Demi Draco) and the despised were performing on the streets, on the river plains, etc. Sometimes I looked forward to it when I went to the city, but it is basically the art of the detached.

    "I''ve never seen or heard of a country, such as preparing a place like that, so thank you..."

    "So what if you could watch a play or listen to music at a cheap rate?

    "That sounds fun."

    Kagra to make a very obvious point, but Yut takes it into account. There was nothing like unpacking, but the speed of going down the hallway clearly dropped.

    But Kagra feels rather happy about it.

    "It''s not bread and circus, but is there still demand..."

    As I originally knew, it''s important to provide entertainment. Besides, it also promotes culture. Yut is not deep in theatre or music, but he also has a hand in leaving it to the experts - this Brewers also has an artistic god and his followers - as long as he makes boxes.

    It was stated in conjunction with the petition, the meeting about performing cooperation with Yut - thank goodness people were watching that fashion show - and I was motivated, except for that, it seems definitely a straightforward suggestion.

    "Don''t spend that much money on boxes."

    This is another attempt to throw a round at Tordek, which binds a bunch of Dwarf builders - on its own - and when it decides, Yut makes the footsteps faster again.

    The goal is not the office, but the kitchen.

    "By the way, isn''t anyone else here?

    That was a question with Acorn in mind that he was a childhood friend of Valtrude and Yut, who had previously met, but when I heard the response, it all blew up.

    "Anything else? Oh, Val, go out today. Just the two of us."

    "Huh?"

    Larsia goes to Hardenturm for the Hot Springs Inn. Exile is on vacation with a sualum of weight. Valtrude and Arcia each have their work in the temple, and Jonah is a school.

    "Even so, the clerks work upstairs."

    The words, unfortunately, had not reached Kagra''s ears.

    I''m not conscious. I also heard from Yut that he has several fianc¨¦es.

    Yes. I''m never conscious, but I''m also upset if my brother suddenly tells me I''m alone with the person he tells me to let me in.

    "... something seems to be wrong with the buttons"

    Looking at Kagra, Yut notices an anomaly. I realize, but I don''t know what caused it.

    For this reason, I recall the last minute dialogue.

    ("Oh, Val, go out today or something. It''s just the two of us." Nothing, it''s normal, right)

    Where''s the problem with this statement?

    (So just the two of you were bad?

    Yut said it was just the two of us, but he didn''t say it was just the two of us.

    And I firmly remembered the hope that Kagra had for "talking to Akane".

    So today it''s "just the two of us Yut and Akane," but it could have been a misleading expression. Even if we don''t intend to do that with each other, it won''t be impossible to be disturbed when people say guys and two, etc.

    "Uh, Mr. Kagra. If that''s my mistake, I''m sorry."

    With his sorry face and voice, Yut tries to explain. Simply put, there''s only acorns and they''re headed that way now.

    "No way. I hear Master Yut has many fianc¨¦es, and I can''t believe that mistake"

    "Right"

    "Ha-ha-ha."

    "Ha-ha-ha."

    White giggles wooden spirits inside the fortress.

    You should leave that to me. That''s quite a lot of peace in the world.

    "Brave man, what are you doing?

    I noticed an anomaly and an acorn came out of the kitchen, but neither of us could answer.

 179 2. The Two I Met (After)

    "Well, let''s just go inside"

    Like fixing it, or deceiving it. I push the acorn in the apron with my luggage and go inside the kitchen.

    "Sorry to disturb you"

    On the move, Kagra also rode. It cleared the subtle time between stuck or not stuck to Yut''s back and entered into an avalanche.

    There, as I was told, was the kitchen. Kamadu and cooking platforms are distributed, and ingredients in firewood, water bottles, and hemp bags are also placed in the corners. It''s small for the size of the castle, but I don''t even realize it''s because of a few other things.

    "Somewhat forceful."

    "Never mind."

    "With that attitude, the suspicion that the brave man said something insensitive is swirling in me."

    "No, I just made a mistake."

    "I didn''t mean to make you wrong."

    "No, really no more"

    I know she''s saying it for herself.

    Because I know, I don''t want you pursuing this any deeper. I want you to flush it.

    "Well, that would be nice"

    Losing Kagra''s desperation, Akane also got a spear. The truth is, I just found it suspicious because of the way the two of us are, and it''s not grounded.

    "In the meantime, she came to us from a place like Japan on the east side, Mr. Kagra"

    "Zhuyin, it''s Miki Zhuyin."

    "My name is Kagra"

    "For once, he''s a childhood friend of mine and my own, and he''s one of my fianc¨¦es."

    I''m not wearing a ring because I''m in the kitchen, but the smile on my face is proof of that.

    "Sa, is it Master Left..."

    From Kagra''s eyes she was a flash-faced beauty. Almond-shaped patchy cat-like eyes. He''s wearing an odd dress - but strangely attractive - and a good style at a glance.

    Acorns.

    The woman Yut used to say. Says he''s a childhood friend and a good cook.

    That, I would not have deliberately omitted, was an understatement. Why didn''t you tell me you were such a beauty?

    Surprise.

    Disappointed.

    Convinced.

    Shame.

    Various emotions mix together to give a look as if the stars have been heard to have fallen. In fact, Yut dropped the star once.

    "So, Mr. Kagra, there''s nothing else you''ve asked me to come. Li...... what is it?

    "Li Kutua"

    "Yes. That Li Kutua is a Japanese food, or a different dish from this one, right? So I want you to compare it to the dishes I make."

    "Uh..."

    Kagra is confused.

    "Anyway, I guess you mean taste the food"

    To such a dragon man witch, Yut supplements with a gentle smile. Acorn''s explanation, I know what you want to do, but I''m not sure what to do.

    "Differences in taste, thoughts? Anyway, I need your opinion."

    "... ok"

    There is no denial. But is it good to just eat?

    "I can help you with something, too."

    "... right. Then, please."

    "Yes, sir."

    When Kagra takes off her witch costume, she hurries inside. Instead, I guess the fact that I took away clothes like cooking clothes was originally prepared.

    Watching that happen, Yuut pulled aside rather than being of no use in cooking.

    "Uh-huh. You look great. Japanese-style beauty."

    "Is it Wahoo?

    Even if the culture is similar, the language is different. The dragon witch tilts her neck at an unfamiliar expression, but I know that she is praised.

    I don''t know how to interpret it - it''s good to interpret it straight - but to leave Kagra behind, Acorn wore an even more floral apron from the top of his apron dress.

    Slightly old, it''s her favorite.

    "I always wonder what that overlay looks like"

    "What do you do when your maid''s clothes get dirty?"

    "You can get dirty, it''s made-up clothes, isn''t it?

    "Sure, you can get it cleaned up with a spell and it''s good"

    It''s a matter of mood, Akane says, wiggling a smile. Just looking at that look makes me understand how much she thinks of him.

    (What do I want to do?)

    Fool, the dragon man witch laughed at herself in mockery. It was the first time, in the words of my brother Zinga, in a conversation between the two of us. My mind is disturbed. That''s because I don''t know where to land.

    One thing is for sure, you can''t be foolish here.

    "First, shall we cook rice"

    "I brought the cauldron, if you don''t mind"

    "Oh, that helps. Over here, you can''t find a kettle for cooking rice, can you? I was worried about making a special order for the artisans."

    The cauldron removed from the contour is gently washed with water.

    Meanwhile, to wash away the rice from the acorns, grind the rice with the shavings. This rice was previously divided from Jinga. Originally, Yut bought and fished in Li Kutua, but there were differences in precision rice technology that required more careful grinding than Earth''s rice.

    For this reason, it is harder to study rice in mind than it is in circulation in Japan.

    The gesture was that Kagra had no advice either.

    "Okay, maybe this is it."

    Even after I finish my hard work, I happily say it, this time I go into the water supply. At the same time, a small amount of golden, viscous liquid was added from the bin.

    "What is it"

    "It''s honey. It''s like a rice supplement."

    "Sapphic?

    "They say it tastes good when mixed and cooked."

    There was a follow up on Yut, but Kagra is still half-hearted. In the first place, there are also questions about adding honey-like luxury products to rice.

    "Now, let the water inhale for about 30 minutes. Next..."

    "I don''t know if I can use it, if you don''t mind"

    Some ingredients were taken out of the triplicate.

    Vegetables are carrots and radishes that are still muddy. And duck breast (loin) caught a few days ago in the Kera Forest.

    "Hmm. It''s luxurious. Let''s make this a simmer."

    "Well, take a look."

    "Say hello."

    Two beautiful girls who split on a cooking table to process ingredients.

    Moreover, an unusual sight: a beautiful girl in maid and witch clothes. Yut turned back to me wondering what he was looking at in silence.

    (Speaking of which, even though we work together, there''s nothing I can do...)

    That''s because Haruko, Yut''s mother, perfectly did the chores too, or took care of Akane...

    (Maybe the only reason I didn''t let anything happen was to rely on Zhuyin to make sure I had to live?

    It''s usually an unlikely flying idea, but when I saw this situation, I didn''t even think it was paranoid.

    The authenticity of the matter is in the margins, and the two of them proceed with the work handily.

    After completing the vegetables, Kagra consults with Akane to prepare the juice.

    Acorn boiled only vegetables first with kelp and bonito stock that also used the return juice of the dried shiitake mushrooms brought in from the earth - the shiitake mushrooms are a luxury product, so the cagra was circling its eyes.

    It''s aromatic, and some nostalgic smell spreads through the kitchen.

    In the meantime, I started cooking rice in another kamado, and the duck meat was nicely cut and started cooking in another pan. While doing so, there is also a parallel cleanup, so from Yut''s point of view, it''s handy close to divine business.

    "What the hell is that black thing?

    "It''s soy sauce. I knew you didn''t know."

    "Is it O-Yu?

    Is it seasoning?

    Purple liquid rather than black, but it was the first time I had seen or heard it.

    "Want a taste?

    "Never."

    I''m surprised it took longer than I thought, but I can''t even fix it now. A smiling acorn took it to a small plate and gave it to him.

    "This is..."

    Receive it, put it on your finger and lick it.

    Similar to the supernatant taste of miso, but with a more refreshing and profound taste. I don''t know the raw materials or the method, but I don''t care about that.

    "... it''s delicious"

    "Use this to season the stew."

    "Seasoning¡­"

    He was an acorn who proceeded to cook flat sideways a dragon man witch in cracked clothes who was in a culture shock, but he was laughing inside out.

    Ask them to check the taste of soy sauce.

    Today, it is no exaggeration to say that we had a cooking party just for that reason.

    "Master Yut said he was from a land with a similar culture to Li Kutua, but there are still differences."

    "Difference... I wonder if the time is different."

    Yut pinches his mouth, who was thoroughly toured beside him.

    Although there are many theories about the birth of soy sauce, it is thought to be around the 16th to 17th centuries in Japan. Perhaps even Li Kutua will be born within a few decades.

    However, because it is difficult to explain the earth, it becomes a very vague explanation.

    "This way, is this good? Next thing you know, the flavor will wear off, but should we make it Teriyaki?"

    In the meantime, the acorn, which determines the taste of the simmer, goes into the preparation of another dish. Kagra is also intriguing, although he helps regulate the fire.

    Imagine brie or chicken when it comes to teriyaki, but pork considering the difficulty of getting it at the Brewers. Again, cooking liquor brought in from Earth, Mirin. Add sugar and the like to make teriyaki sauce.

    All you have to do is cook the flour-covered thinly sliced meat with the leeks and tangle the teriyaki sauce.

    As soon as possible, the fragrant smell surrounds the area.

    Even Kagra, who has never been particularly keen on eating, has an appetite and inflates expectations.

    At the same time, I want to feed my brother and everyone inside.

    "Well, I''ll have the dishes ready for you this way"

    Yut, who has just been watching, works out to the point where he sees he is close to completion. It''s like a hippo, but this is also important.

    In no time, all the dishes are finished and tastings begin in the kitchen.

    For freshly cooked rice, miso juice made by Kagra. Stewed duck and root vegetables in jiji (offal), pork and onion teriyaki. Besides, the pickles Kagra brought.

    A table lined with pure Japanese-style contributions.

    "I''ll have it."

    Summarize words of gratitude and take chopsticks each.

    Kagra carries the rice first into her little mouth. At the moment, the sweetness spread in my mouth.

    Yut and Akane look so-so, but they don''t even notice it.

    Neither simmering nor teriyaki can seem to exist more suitable opponents for eating rice. The seasoning called soy sauce is just revolutionary.

    Speaking of greed, I prefer a slightly darker flavour, but I am not dissatisfied with the flavour. There can''t be.

    The standing of white rice with a slight sauce was even sensual.

    Kagra thinks of her usual meal.

    Simmered eggplant and other vegetables.

    However, it is not seasoned, so I eat it myself with something like a liquid miso.

    Soft juice.

    The stock is also taken with kelp, etc., but salt is the main flavoring.

    And then, to the extent that miso flavored rice cooking or occasional baked fish is added. Inside there was also an opportunity to mouth the beast meat, but the supply is less than the demand.

    What about the glamour of this table in comparison?

    And then it''s out of step to taste.

    "Actually, I have a plan to make soy sauce, and I''d like to ask for your help."

    I see. Was today''s event for this?

    Kagra fell to her heart.

    And the option of rejecting her didn''t exist.

 180 3. Beginning of production

    The Eight Yen Tower, inhabited by the great sage Vainamarinen, was secluded in an unknown deep mountain valley.

    The walls and moats stretch through the towers that exist in the centre, surrounded by seven spires. It is also said that the original is an ancient site, but the present master does not speak in silence.

    That alone is a difficult castle to attack, but very few know exactly where it is in the first place.

    Also, assuming you knew its location, you would have to overcome the raids of thousands of meter-class mountains and dangerous monsters such as Griffon, Katobre Pass and Cerberus to reach the Eight Circle Tower. In addition to several dragons, it is impossible to break in from the sky where giant birds (ruffles) and cloud sea white whales (cloud halls) roam.

    In other words, the only way to enter the Eight Yen Tower is to be invited by its Lord.

    The last person to qualify for it at the moment entered the private room of the Greatest Wise Man to Gather Most Respect in the Brewers, and sighed heavily.

    "Jii, what are you doing..."

    In a room with an accurate representation that you brought a desk into the library rather than a study. Magic lights illuminate the surroundings of Vainamarinen.

    The great sage had rounded his splendid body and operated a laptop computer.

    So far, let''s say good. It''s not very good, but Yut himself is responsible for it.

    "If you ask, you''ll see."

    "My brain refuses to understand."

    I''m not too familiar with it, but what I heard from speakers driven by bus power was like the audio I read out on speech synthesis software. It''s uncomfortable, but I know exactly what you''re talking about.

    "Hey, just a little consolation. In the future, think about whether you can reproduce the curse."

    "I made it up, technomancer or something, so stop it."

    The curse is a kind of magic that is manipulated by those called Bards (Birds) and causes a variety of effects through singing and dancing. Many affect the spirit of the organism.

    Of course, it doesn''t just activate if you sing, and it doesn''t matter if you''re good or bad. Just like Jonah''s psychic powers (Cyonics), they are dictated by talent.

    "Then it was still better to be experimented with whether recording and playing the curse would work"

    "It''s over."

    It didn''t work, but I laugh happily.

    Yut held his head wondering if it was too late.

    "So what can I do for you?"

    "I came to ask you out a little bit, or if you didn''t tell me, I''d come to speak to the old man because he''s going to say one later, but I''m starting to regret it sooner or later."

    "Hmm. I''m just getting tired of digitizing my books. Talk, talk."

    "That''s what you did..."

    When I was thinking about how to dispose of precious science spells, books about alchemy, chronicles, museum magazines, diaries and other collections because they became so vast, they recommended it at the appliance mass retailer.

    To this end, I had even purposefully purchased a bath-powered powerable flatbed scanner.

    This way you won''t take a place, and the great sage who shakes like a child that printing is only possible where you need it later.

    Yut being asked about it is a disaster. When I hear about digitization, etc., from a great sage like Fantasy itself, I get a headache by accident.

    "That''s okay, isn''t it pretty expensive?

    "I don''t mind."

    There are magic devices (magic items) that make sense in the form of books, so of course, not everything. However, it is important to break the contents and not the format.

    "It''s too advanced, Mr. Jii..."

    "Don''t praise me. But we''re not getting on with this. What an invitation."

    "I will start making soy sauce and paper in the Earl of Istas, so why not take a tour? Even so, I''m still in the process of doing a prototype, so I think I''ll be able to show you the steps."

    Anyway, I can''t keep it hidden. The theory is that if you are noticed, you will be asked to demonstrate it, so you can call it from the beginning, and you will eat anything you dislike first.

    It''s not guaranteed if there''s anything left to like.

    "Why don''t you just say that?"

    The lightweight Great Sage of Footwork responds instantly and stands up with only his favorite spell document in his hand. Keep trying to use Moment Move (Teleport)...

    "Wait! This isn''t a fortress in Falve."

    "Then why don''t you say so first?"

    "Oh, already. Fuck you, you jizzy bastard."

    Regret.

    That may be a word that exists for Yut today.

    "Soy sauce can actually be the same way to make miso"

    Kera Forest Settlement. Originally, nature worshippers (Druids) lived a minimally civilized life, and now dragon dwellers (Dragonuts) migrating from the Oriental world of Li Kutua lived there.

    Gathered in the square, they are partially characterized by dragons, such as those whose skin is scaled in the same way as kagra, those whose nails are that of dragons, and those whose tongues are like reptiles.

    Seeing that, Acorn doesn''t think anything in particular. That''s what some people say.

    I never thought of Exile with rocky skin in the sense of appearance, Larsia as a child but an adult, and Ren as a half elf, also out of common sense on earth, but creepy, etc.

    Sometimes it''s highly receptive, and it would be because I saw an example of a normal human being - apart from wrapping his whole body around it with spineless chains - but the inside was unusual, such as Darla, who had him escorted in a perennial dense forest.

    "Instructions include washing the soybeans, soaking them overnight in water and boiling them until tender"

    "Sure, it''s the same"

    Like a cooking show assistant, Kagra hammers from the side.

    The women in the gathering listened to the two of them as they ate in.

    The deliciousness of soy sauce has already been preached by behaving as a dish.

    Not everyone admired us, but we can make it ourselves. If no, the heat will also be applied.

    "The difference is to stir in the soy and mix the crushed flour."

    Show everyone the knowledge of different worlds examined in the name of recipes.

    And I also mixed this with a chunk of soy that I was asking Kagra to prepare.

    "Mostly, I need to put this to bed for about three days."

    In the meantime fermentation takes place and the cobalt can be formed. The problem with Koji bacteria is not a problem because it was originally made from miso. I cleaned up the barrel earlier, and now I put the barrel with the cobalt that I had already put to bed in front of everyone.

    "So, this is what put me to sleep. Next thing I know, I can add salt water - salt water and make it look like a soy sauce ingredient called" mortar "..."

    If you can get to the corn, just squeeze it later and soy sauce is done.

    Years of problems get stuck here, however.

    "Then, more or less, you have to put him to sleep while mixing for more than six months..."

    "Really..."

    Too bad, an old dragon woman sighs. I''m worried I''ll live until then - not that it''s simply a thought that results come first.

    Making soy sauce takes time and effort. That would also be a matter of degree, but it would be much less hassle to bring in even commercial condiments from Japan by now.

    Still, Yut and Akane focused on production in the Brewers.

    Because there is certainty that this traditional seasoning will be accepted by the Brewers.

    Of course, there are grounds. When I cooked the meat marinated in a teriyaki sauce and behaved like Valtrude and the others as a tasting, etc.

    "You don''t smell meat at all. It''s a flavor I''ve never had here, but it''s definitely acceptable."

    "I thought anything would be good if I ate it, but the delicious ones are delicious"

    "It will depend on the price, but a lot of people will want it"

    "Yummy."

    "Come on, Acorn. Shall we sign a little exclusive agreement?"

    - And he was admired with his hands up.

    Most importantly, the Valtrudes should be discounted somewhat because they have experience travelling to Earth, but they still have a chance.

    To begin with, Acorn intended to serve a dish made with soy sauce for the wedding of Prince Alsace and Eudit.

    If you get a reputation there, the buyer must also come with it.

    "But I can''t wait this time, so I''ll skip that area with a spell"

    "Hi, I''m here to skip"

    "Whoa, boy"

    In anticipation of the timing, two archmages (Arch Mage) show up in the square where a soy sauce course is taking place. At the same time, pour the saline into the barrel while the cagra looks slightly worried.

    Yuut, who washed his hands thoroughly with less soap left, cleverly cleaved for three pages with his backhand while having Acorn support the spell document.

    "Corruption"

    A theoretical spell on the third staircase that progresses the corruption of the ¡°object¡± touched. Originally developed for the purpose of keeping corpses from rotting and using resuscitation spells.

    But corruption and fermentation are synonymous so that growth and aging are the same.

    It was a color similar to miso. That gradually darkened, and the song decreased and the liquid increased. To be sure, it gets closer to soy sauce. The scent is also soy sauce itself.

    "Hey, why don''t you ask me to do it, but it sounds like you''re sending it fast. Spells are amazing."

    "I hope it helps."

    Although I have some thoughts, I can''t say anything when I put in front of a look full of the expectations of the women watching.

    "Damn, that''s a lame way to use it! Kid!"

    The most obvious thing was Vainamarinen.

    I just practiced a couple of times before this workshop - that''s right, I can''t do it in bump production - and the fermentation is going well.

    Simply shorten the few months to about thirty minutes and then naturally filter the soy sauce in a squeeze bag.

    "That''s how I prototyped the soy sauce for everyone to taste just now. But I can''t rely on spells forever, so I want everyone to practice."

    "If it''s pretty much the same as miso, you''ll be fine."

    "Right. If you can eat, I''ll do as much as I want."

    It was a fairly simplified explanation, but the woman inside is well motivated.

    There are still as many difficult problems as temperature control, but soy sauce making in Count Istas began this way.

    Meanwhile, Yut and Vainamarinen leave the scene and head to the rally point inside where Jinga waits.

    "I can''t take the smell..."

    "Better than the smell of blood."

    "Think of it as other HR."

    "Everyone else but yourself."

    "Sometimes, the public gets fooled because they say things that seem to have this kind of inclusiveness"

    But there''s nothing I can do about the fragrant smell drifting from one hand. Even if I use soap to wash it, it still seems sticky.

    "If we can demonize the" Corruption "spell in the container so fermentation can proceed on its own......"

    "We need to make sure the barrel itself rots."

    Yut renews his determination to throw him a round next while he sees something rare and looks sideways at the great sage in his upper mood.

    Next, that is, a meeting on paper.

    "It''s late"

    A murderous indoor like a village public hall. There is a rug that is wide enough and sorry enough for the people inside to get together. So the men inside gathered under Jinga, who became the head of the inside, to see a face full of difficulty.

    "This is Lord Yut."

    Zinga, who consolidated herself in her formal attire, gave way to her seat and herself refrained from taking sides in the front seat.

    I think it''s a big deal, but I did what I thought I did. I can''t do it without it.

    "So, what are the prospects for paper making?"

    "No particular problem,"

    "Really?

    Unexpectedly, I listened back with vegetables.

    What was the dark face earlier?

    Meanwhile, Vainamarinen, not knowing such Yut''s confusion, did not hesitate to grab a snack prepared for tasting and carry it to his mouth.

    "This guy is pretty tasty. We should make and sell more and more."

    "Mr. Jii, you remember what you came here for, right?

    "Never mind the details."

    Vainamarinen says away with ease as she cheeks on the grilled rice balls just coated with soy sauce.

    "The prototype has already been done"

    "I hear that... Uh, you mean you can source raw materials and stuff in this forest, too?

    "It''s not the same as what I used in Li Kutua, but it''s possible to substitute. If all the craftsmen come here, as long as we have a full-scale workshop, there will be no problem with mass production."

    Zinga, of course, I would add, depending on the amount you need. Yut, on the other hand, makes a difficult face.

    "I don''t mind if you make it however you like..."

    "Hmm. In the East, do you make paper from trees"

    "To be precise, I would use a wooden skin."

    Yut blinks at the interaction between Vainamarinen and Zinga. There were unexpected words flying around.

    "I mean, paper''s made of wood, right?

    "What do you think parchment is?"

    "Oh......"

    That is literally true.

    "Plus, regular paper is crushed, melted and processed."

    "Are you serious?"

    I didn''t know...... and hold my head.

    Because of the focus on making miso, the failure to investigate was the cause of defeat.

    "The paper I know feels like finely crushing the tree itself as well as the skin..."

    Or produce it with the spell of "Manufacturing"?

    "That''s a way we don''t know either..."

    "... ok. I''ll put my knowledge together by next time."

    "If so, will I be given a tour of the papermaking process?"

    Although it is a secret to the doorstep, the story is clear from Yut. In the first place, Yuto also knows how to make Japanese paper is blurry, so it doesn''t make sense to keep it a secret.

    The dragon man of the papermaker leads the way, and the great sage quickly leaves the rally point behind. Like a kid going to an amusement park.

    If this bothers you, paper making will push on that old man. If you also have a set of hard copy prints, you''re sure to eat them. At least, you should need printer paper.

    Yut, so determined on his own, turned back to Jinga and cut to a stand-alone direct entry.

    "... So, what''s the problem?

    "Actually, rice making is better..."

    That''s important, Yut urges ahead.

    "The climate is fine. It''s acceptable, but I don''t know what the land is."

    There''s no problem with the water, but the soil doesn''t seem to be very good, and they say that fertility is one thing now.

    "If possible, I was wondering if you could use the jewels."

    Treasures (artifacts), jewels of the earth.

    A symbol of the dragon emperor dedicated to Yut.

    If I didn''t have the qualifications or readiness to do so, I decided I didn''t have one.

    That, suddenly, appeared before Yut.

 181 4. Where Treasures (Artifacts) Go, Where Your Mind Goes

    "It''s done..."

    With all due diligence and carelessness. Not to mention that I didn''t mean it, but Yut smiled subtly. Indeed, the expression is correct in the sense that it was not meant to be.

    This is not the usual office room, but a room for creating magic equipment (magic items) that you call your workshop.

    The center of the room scattered with weapons, catalysts, etc. As he rammed onto the work desk, Yuut was looking at a glass bottle about 30 cm.

    A glass bottle with no contents yet.

    That wasn''t exactly a glass bottle.

    It''s not made of glass, it''s made of iron (crystal iron) - it''s not just that. Recently, he has granted Corruption (Lots) versus Embalming (Antiseptis), an increased chance to do so and use it.

    Its use is the preservation of foods. I mean, it''s a bottle.

    It is unclear how long the effect will remain, but a long period of preservation can be expected if it is of glass iron, which has a high affinity with the spell. It also has a wider use if it is heavier than regular glass but sturdy bold iron.

    Besides, it can also be boiled and sterilized like the original bottle. Although there is a cost issue, it was the moment the history of preserved food in the Brewers was repainted.

    But you won''t be able to tell the rest of the world that it was made in a reality escape.

    "Not if I''m doing this..."

    I know that. But there was no way all humans could be diligent, and that was no exception to Yut.

    "The jewels of the earth hey...... What''s wrong..."

    A few days after I asked for Zinga''s favor.

    Although I do my affairs properly, I was somewhat distracted and unable to concentrate.

    Tilt the preservation bottle and welcome it with your fingertips, with a worried look on your face. However, there is no way that the concerns that have plagued us over the past few days can be resolved immediately. Getting lost so far would be unusual as a yut.

    Yut, we''re coming in.

    "Oh...... Val..."

    After waiting for a response, he entered the workshop in a refreshing foothold, making it the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and Count Istas, his fianc¨¦e.

    It''s easy to know where Yut is, even without an engagement ring (engagement ring) that lets you know where he is.

    To welcome you in such a messy room is a waste - I don''t think. No matter how brilliant and luxurious the space is, you can''t compete with her.

    Wherever she is, she''s no different. Whatever environment you are in, Valtrude is nothing but Valtrude, and you can''t be anything else.

    "Damn, when it comes to you, you''re going to lose it."

    With his hips on both hands and his face tightened tightly, Valtrude looks down at Yuut.

    "Can''t you?

    "No, you can''t."

    More accentuated, Yut laughs bitterly. Because she was adorable and loving when she said the word "no" or something, not to the content.

    "Acorn told me. Right after I went to talk to him about paper making, he said it was kind of crazy."

    "Admitting it, I''m not bluffing."

    "Aren''t you going to talk?

    To the cathedral knight who preceded him, the Archmage (Arch Mage) boy nodded silently after waking up.

    ''Cause this is my problem.

    "Right."

    Without delay, Valtrude hits the congruence. Of course, because I''m convinced - it''s not.

    "Then it''s my problem."

    Yut surrendered with his hands up in words as if to break a complicated braid. After all, I don''t feel like I can beat her.

    "After all, you''re no match for Val"

    "I''m always thinking the opposite."

    "Should that please or what..."

    Can this also be said to be similar to each other? With that in mind, Yut stares at Valtrude.

    "I don''t want to say much because I''m embarrassed..."

    Yut confessed honestly while cleaning the chair with the spell scroll on it and recommending it to his fianc¨¦e.

    "Oriental... when I went to Li Kutua, I think I was talking about Zinga giving me a treasure (artifact) called the treasure of the earth -"

    That it is a treasure that manipulates the earth as it pleases.

    Being an item about the legendary king ruling the East, called the Dragon Emperor.

    That the Zinga clan has been protecting it for generations.

    We were talking about some history, but there were too many problems, proposals, visits to the Verga Empire, returns to Earth and disturbances of Queen Elizabeth, who had followed Larsia from the land of oblivion, which had been shelved.

    "Hmm. So?

    "Thanks, they say the soil quality is different, and the rice may grow worse this way..."

    However, if you use the jewels of the ground, you can improve and open the soil.

    From what I''ve heard, it seems more powerful than the Ninth Staircase''s theoretical spell, King of the Earth (Master Earth), which created the city of Falve and created the foundations of the carriage railroad in an instant.

    Perhaps Zinga has another purpose - to encourage Yut to become conscious as the bearer of the earth''s treasures.

    "I mean, you need it, right?

    That''s what I''m talking about.

    If there was no other option, Yut would have made a decision as well. However, there are other solutions such as bringing soil from Li Kutua, bringing fertilizer from Japan, and looking for some sort of spell that might be used.

    However, it is certainly easier to clean up using the jewels of the earth.

    "I suppose you say you should use it."

    "Why don''t we use it"

    The two face each other.

    Yut has a Larsian look when mischief succeeds. I totally understood what she was going to say.

    Valtrude, on the other hand, has such a fascinating look that she wants to preserve it even though it''s only possible for her to be decent.

    "Why are you avoiding it? In the first place, I don''t know."

    "I don''t know, if I use it too conveniently, it''s going to be recoil"

    "I see. I don''t know how that feels. But... In fact, do you have one?

    "No, as many times as there is a limit to the number of uses, especially the others"

    There are no disadvantages. Really, amazingly.

    And so, if nothing is just as expensive, I''ll be on my guard.

    "What the hell is the problem..."

    Valtrude questions beautiful looks and packs more distance. Originally, the space, which was less than a meter, almost went to zero.

    Fine skin, exhalation that even feels sweet, a contour that I honestly believe in when I''m told it''s shaped by God''s hand. Which is very exciting, closer than usual, and the heart rumbles out on its own.

    "Hmm."

    I don''t even know how Yut feels like that. Keep staring from the front, side to side, close range, like a dog that confirms the smell.

    It''s like, all I''m saying is that way I know what he really is and what his deep psyche is.

    "Got it. That''s a liability issue, isn''t it?

    "Something like this, when Val tells me I''m responsible or something, it''s bad for my heart in a different way"

    "I don''t know what you''re talking about, but I can''t help but make mistakes, but the way you take responsibility matters."

    "I have no words to give back..."

    fianc¨¦e as it is made of justice and justice.

    Sometimes they danced to it, but it also meant that the core was strong without blurring.

    "If you use the example jewel, you think you have to be with the dragon emperor."

    Back in the chair, at such a distance that her knees touched, the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia affirmed.

    "It''s not that definitive, but, well, I guess it''s close"

    Power comes with duty.

    I didn''t want to use the power of treasure to pretend not to see it after.

    "Isn''t that good?"

    "... what?

    "Why don''t we just calm down"

    "... what?

    Occasionally, a problem occurs in the translation function of the language. It usually occurs when I''m talking to a woman...

    And that was not often a glitch.

    "Use earth jewels. Instead, should we bring peace to Li Kutua?

    "I wasn''t wrong to hear..."

    True enough to be too straight.

    If it''s just words, it''s just a dream story.

    But to Yut, to Valtrude. Their people had the power to make it happen.

    "But don''t worry about it right now. There is no settlement with Verga. Plus, Prince Alsace''s wedding is coming up soon..."

    "Ha, ha, ha"

    Yut laughed. To the small of my problems, to the awesomeness of Valtrude.

    When this happens, it''s also difficult to control emotions. No, I didn''t need to put up with it anywhere.

    "Yeah. Val''s right. Val is unusual. You''ll never think of me. Well, you should have conquered him."

    "When they say that much, it''s like they''re making fun of me the other way around..."

    That''s not true.

    But no more words would convey it.

    So, what do we do?

    "Because it''s true. My fianc¨¦e thinks she''s the most amazing woman in the world."

    Stop laughing, but smile.

    Yut put his face close and completely zeroed the distance between the two.

    "Yut......"

    It was Valtrude who opened his eyes to surprise for a moment, but lets his eyes and voice swing to embrace and accept his beloved.

    Keep it up, how long has it been? At least until the two lungs working out their bodies as adventurers reached their limit, surely.

    A silver bridge connects between the two distant people, and when it disappears, Valtrude dyed his face bright red, and said, Mojo.

    "Well, what, all of a sudden you''re in trouble, all of a sudden"

    "... ok, from now on, I''ll take an advance understanding"

    "I have a problem with that too..."

    Even myself, I guess I understand irrationality. I couldn''t say anything more and suddenly changed the story.

    "By the way, what the hell is this bottle? There seems to be a lot to do..."

    "Oh......"

    Even as a yut, I''m not going to go any further. No, it''s not that I''m not going to go ahead, but there''s a situation where the clergy can''t have pre-nuptials or anything else, and the wedding can''t be ahead of Prince Alsace.

    So that blatant deception was a boat across for him as well.

    "You make bottles out of bolt iron, don''t you? I put a" embalming "spell on there and wondered if I could save the food inside for a long time... it''s done"

    "Again. By the way, how long is it?

    It''s not uncommon for Yut to make something magical, as he did on Earth.

    So I didn''t show any particular surprise......

    "On a yearly basis"

    "Year!?"

    For that effect, I''ve eaten it.

    "Nothing, I don''t think it''s that surprising. At best, I wonder if I can stockpile it for when it''s out of production."

    "No, that''s amazing enough."

    I don''t think Yut is worth much, though.

    "It''s good to have no more worries, but I don''t know if Alcia''s mad at me again..."

    Valtrude, yes, sighed the most beautiful in the world.

 182 5. End of story

    The rice, which has still been planted for about two weeks, is on the way to becoming firmly rooted. Now the rice that spreads in front of Yut is still short and blue.

    It didn''t look like there was a problem with Yut, who had never actually made rice, but Jinga and the rest of the main office decided that growth was slow.

    Such a 30-metre square preceded a paddy field, and the Great Mage (Arch Mage) exhaled heavily.

    In the hand, the treasure of Li Kutua, previously dedicated. Three iconic jewels of Dragon Emperor authority. There is one jewel of heaven, earth, and man, a jewel of earth.

    Though I''ve decided to be ready, I can''t hide the tension.

    In fact, it''s not a big deal that this is the first time I''ve used it. The moment I touched it, I was able to understand exactly what to do.

    So that tension was another cause - sipping and watching, the hot gaze of the Zinga and the Dragon People (Dragon Newt).

    "Show that authority, O jewel of the earth"

    In the meantime, Yut, dressed in his uniform in his usual white robe, offered his jewels as listed in heaven.

    A golden treasure ball.

    A treasure item (artifact) that feels mighty magic even if you are not a magician (wizard) and you are about to kneel unexpectedly.

    Its golden light pours down onto the paddy fields, and the whole thing is engulfed in light. Soft, warm, then majestic light.

    "A miracle..."

    "The Reign of the Dragon Emperor..."

    "Thank you very much."

    It''s not as easy to understand as it suddenly grows to drool over your head, but just because you used a jewel, it seems to have made a full impact.

    Seeing it, the dragon man who prayed on his knees was there too.

    Yut noticed that too, but honestly, I have trouble reacting. If you want me to take your hand and make you stand up, I''m sure you''ll be more exaggerated.

    In the end, I gazed at the paddy field pretending not to notice.

    Rice grows alive and feels no heart or even luster. You can''t possibly see how the soil has changed by appearance, but it''s probably a success.

    "Is this okay?

    "Yes, I''m relieved... but..."

    Still, Zinga thought Yut was unlikely to use the earth''s jewels. Of course, I didn''t mean to give up, but I can''t get uncomfortable with the sudden expansion.

    "Well, you said you were ready for a lot of things"

    "Readiness means¡­"

    "My fianc¨¦e told me if I had to conquer Li Kutua."

    "It''s..."

    To be honest, I have to say, it''s a fascinating future. Speaking of not wanting, it''s a lie. For we have gained a new heaven and a new earth, but there are still brethren in the islands of our homeland who can be abused by war.

    But I didn''t know my fianc¨¦e - perhaps, that beautiful lord - would mention that.

    Guided by the difficulty of his sister''s future, Zinga secretly prevents anyone from finding her. But he sighed heavily.

    "Yeah. Let''s give up getting in off the table"

    Shortly after using the earth''s jewels in front of the Jingas in the Kera Forest. Yut, who politely declined the suggestion that he wanted to host a feast because he had business, was visiting the city of Hardenturm alone.

    I know that the Council will go right and left if it is to be an official visit, so of course it is a patience. Inspections without prior contact are valid to prevent fraud, but this time another errand.

    VERMIRIO - Though we have come all the way to the fashion brand direct store launched by Acorn and Regina, Yuto gave a light white flag to not too many queues.

    I wasn''t frightened by the number of people.

    I just didn''t have the courage to jump into a group full of women.

    As I go around to the back door, this may have been a failure, I start getting ready for another white flag in my mind.

    I came here today because I wanted to talk to Regina about the treatment of the Preservation Bottle, an embalming bottle I had made from a reality escape...

    "Oh, my young husband."

    Maybe he was about to go on a break. A blushing face girl with three dull blondes knitted approached looking for a yut that turned around her back.

    The needle ladies also stood in the store in turns. Anyway, there''s no one more knowledgeable than them.

    "I don''t have a daughter today. Running errands for the president?

    "No...... Well, yes..."

    Unexpectedly, he called to say, "I know because I live with Akane," and he snapped his mouth in advance. What kind of monstrosity would it be if this secret were exposed under the day?

    "Shh. My young husband wants to see me."

    "Yu, Dear Amaxa!?"

    It sounds like a kick down something from inside the store, and the footsteps sound.

    Yut waits for Regina on the spot, worried she''ll be okay, but if she gets inside, it''s going to be more difficult.

    And a few minutes.

    "Oh, thank you for waiting"

    Regina appeared calm on the surface.

    A slightly flashy outfit featuring a bright red knit and white flared skirt with a collar. But it suited her well, who was formerly a gorgeous beauty.

    "In relation to customer service, I needed to wear our clothes..."

    I guess I noticed Yut''s gaze. Fix your skirt hem shyly, but don''t let your gaze slip away.

    "No, I think it suits you."

    "Is that true?

    "The president is lit..."

    "This is rare."

    "You guys."

    The clerks who came out on the wild horse return to the holding area as if to scatter the spider child with a word from Regina. However, even if they didn''t tell me, they couldn''t afford to be lazy.

    "Actually, I''ve had a consultation... that sounds difficult"

    You can tell from the back door, the hustle and bustle in the store.

    The customers in the store were surprised by the mannequins - prepared as a matter of course, but this was also the first time in the Brewers - and took the real thing, tried it on and bought it.

    "It''s been a while since then, and I was wondering if you''d be okay now."

    "Thankfully..."

    Sales are exceeding expectations, but too many thousands of customers are also troublesome.

    Offer a price from the start, no discount. In a certain amount of time, switch customers in the store. If it sells out, a discount voucher shall be issued.

    I manage to turn it around with such measures, but I can''t keep up with supply against demand.

    "A little more than I expected..."

    "So much so that Regina is standing in the store."

    Acorn has been spending less time on this one lately on another errand, but it was too prosperous unrelated to that.

    "I''m going back out today"

    There is nothing we can do about this situation in Yut. Sometimes throwing down funds doesn''t help.

    "Young Master, that shouldn''t be"

    "Yes, yes. The president''s been out of the store for a long time, so take it home."

    But daughters who wait for such yut. I know Akane and Yut are "good friends, but it''s this.

    Gossip seeds, no matter how many they are.

    "Take it home, where are you..."

    "You guys, fuck."

    "Mr. President, let us handle this."

    "Go ahead."

    Instead of hires and employees, two people are forced out of the store in teacher-student interactions. No, Yut wasn''t even in the store.

    "... what shall we do?

    "Something, I''m sorry"

    "No, it''s not Master Amaxa''s fault"

    When you two apologize to each other that way,

    "In the meantime, let''s change places"

    "... Yes"

    - Even so, it''s not a story that people are allowed to hear, in a different way than they would expect. In the end, I had to move to the Niebes Chamber of Commerce.

    But.

    For some reason, it was Regina''s private room that the two arrivals were put through. This is where you two first met.

    Jonah and Cesc were there then, but now we''re alone.

    I was going to use another room, Regina, but the servant - the wife of old Cesc, the superior - drove me to my room, and that girlfriend just disappeared after serving tea, too.

    "I don''t know, just weird employees"

    "Well, the weird thing is that we''re no different..."

    We laugh bitterly at each other as we follow up unfulfilled. I know what the surrounding intentions are, but getting on with it is a different story.

    At least, Yut thinks Regina feels the same way.

    "So, here''s what I need to do today..."

    Yes, I took the cork-sealed bottle out of the infinitely stored bag while I prefaced it. Inside, filled with white liquid.

    "What''s this?

    "It''s not glass, it''s a bottle made of iron (crystal iron), and it''s given the" Antiseptic "spell."

    "So..."

    "We envisage putting food in, but we can store it without letting it rot for quite some time. on a yearly basis."

    "Years!?"

    Do the same reaction as Valtrude, alternating between Yut and the bottle.

    Are you still surprised...... and unconscious visitors looked sinister.

    "Sure, there are some things that can be stored in the same way with magic fixtures, but they are too expensive to use for commerce. But this is comparatively inexpensive, just like lighting."

    "The embalming spell is a third staircase, so I can''t use it unless I''m quite a magician (wizard)."

    Listen to that story and give Regina a sorry look.

    But that was early.

    "In my hometown, there''s a way to store food called bottles, and this is how you store the food you put inside -- well, this is milk -- by boiling it, you can store it for a long time, right?"

    Regarding this, it does not have to be bold iron either. Not everything can be saved, but equally year-by-year.

    "It''s..."

    If it does, what will happen?

    If food was preserved during abundance and that was eaten during inactivity, the starving dead would be greatly eliminated. We can expect a lot of deliveries to the military, and we can open routes with regions that weren''t suitable for trading.

    Sure, the world changes.

    "I just can''t get that far, can I?"

    "That would certainly be the case. Yeah, it won''t be the job of Master Amaxa being made direct. Besides, it''s the same thing you can''t get around."

    "I think it''s better to experiment with how much you can do than sell it all of a sudden."

    "Sure..."

    Since we will cooperate financially, is there a chamber of commerce that develops technology? That''s what Yut said he came to talk to me about.

    "What about the Dueira Chamber of Commerce?

    "Sounds like our stuff now, but it''s another country and I plan to let it go sooner or later..."

    "But each chamber of commerce in Hardenturm is full of hands so far"

    "Yes, you are."

    To be clear, it''s the result of Yut working too hard. Positive results when it comes to getting what you deserve, but you have no choice.

    "So how about this?

    Yuut giving up lightly and mouthing another abdominal proposal.

    "The country - well, in this case the Count family, but its immediate agency develops the technology. And instead of collecting royalties, you can make money on products that use the technology you develop there."

    "... I think it''s groundbreaking -"

    But wouldn''t that just be a ride?

    "It''s a waste of time to let them bury you."

    Apparently, in Yut, that policy has consolidated. It will have sprung up with an even bigger job, but I don''t care that it''s the usual thing.

    Regina stares at Yut like that with a gaze that is neither awe nor admiration.

    On this occasion, if there had been an old man, an employee, he would have been even more convinced of the correctness of his own thoughts.

 183 6. Ripples and Responsibilities (Previous)

    "In the end, I got more work to do, but what do you think?

    "The Lord of Dal-Lukash thought he was happy to increase"

    Castle fortress in Falve. Back in its office, Yuut - who, of course, broke up normally with Regina - snapped a Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) terminal in front of him.

    Completely accommodated in Yut''s secretary, she is given her own seat in the clerk''s office, where she perfectly handles paperwork loaded on the desk while having a conversation with Yut.

    If it weren''t for her, I wouldn''t have been able to make soy sauce for days.

    I appreciate that, but we should protest the stories every now and then, though we certify the Lord as a Mazohist through the workaholic.

    No, that''s not true. It is decided that less should be done. Impossible, such as happily increasing it.

    I just thought I might be able to make it somehow, and if I could do that, I''d have to take advantage of it, because there''s no one else I can do it with, so I just...

    It''s a mud.

    "Some animals bathe in muddy water"

    Dal-Lukash follows up unsure while approaching with documents that require Yut''s processing.

    "Whatever the content, I''m tempted to follow you."

    Yut ramming into the desk moves only his hand and strokes Dal-Lukash''s head. Unlike people, on the contrary, terminals that are not even the main body of a dimensional dragon.

    Still, the touch of her hair was superb and warm as a fresh stream. I guess this is what healing is all about.

    Dimensional dragons did not react in any way.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, there will be no less work without this."

    "I don''t want to hear the truth."

    Could it be that the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), which serves as a spiral of despair (Leliulia), also tried to bring the world back to nothingness in this way?

    No one can tell you that. Think about every single thing you do, while quickly settling the paperwork given to you by Dal-Lukash.

    Next, Yut took the ballpoint pen.

    First of all, I have to make just an outline about the institute that showed Regina the idea earlier.

    In the short term, the main focus will be on establishing the use of preservative bottles, preservative bottles and ordinary bottles, as well as on studying stable production.

    In addition, it is also necessary in the future to put ideas that Yut has come up with on a commercial basis and to create an environment in which the researchers conduct their own research and development.

    "I''m talking about people like that, wherever they are."

    "It is possible if you are the Lord of Dal-Lukash"

    "You''re in trouble because you can''t do that."

    "The set boundary conditions were ambiguous"

    This may be better if you consult Dean Mel. If you''re a graduate of the Vainamarinen School of Magic, you must have the right people to meet the criteria.

    "Or maybe there''s a public offering..."

    Fortunately, Valtrude discerns the nature of the person, and Larsia investigates the relationship behind it. You should be able to recruit people with a balance between ability and credibility.

    But Yut is not very ridden.

    "If you''re not there, I''ll bring you in. Rationally, Dal-Lukash decides."

    "I wonder if such competent people are buried in the field. Well, magicians (wizards) have a lot of freaks, but I don''t even think they''ll be on the table right now."

    It is only in legend that fishermen and hidden abandoned people around there are competent military mentors.

    "But if you don''t look, you can''t even find it"

    "I basically refuse to sell."

    Registration as an official, request for patrons, etc., is roughly paid upfront. There are too many of them to deal with. Maybe there were promising talent, but I can''t do what I can''t.

    "If I had opened the door to selling, Larsia would die of overwork... wouldn''t you? I can''t even imagine that. No, what happened to Larsia''s" Nice Encounter "..."

    Is the lack of news good evidence, or am I still being deceived? The latter seems likely, but as a friend, I won''t do it wishing the former.

    "Dal-Lukash warns that reality escape should be around it"

    "Yes, sir."

    The cooperation of the Kingdom of Rotosilt is essential for the precedence of the laboratory concept - research and development will take place, but actual sales will be left to the private sector to collect only royalties - and other countries may need to be involved.

    Firstly, the scaffolding should be consolidated so that it becomes a decent product.

    "In the meantime, I''m not getting any better until people get together..."

    The reality was harsh.

    Keep on the road for once, but you''ll need time.

    "Now let''s have a look at the report"

    "I''m moving on."

    Speaking of which, on a shopping note from Acorn: ''Eyeglasses. In Fox Type!'' I remember what it said. Eye-type glasses must emphasize the secretarial look of Dal-Lukash.

    (I know it''s just out of the way, but I feel like you could call me if you ask)

    But that was nothing but cosplay.

    "The Lord of Dal-Lukash can also afford it if he moves on"

    "I also feel like I''m going to use that extra money for another job..."

    "If you stuffed too many roots, something that one of your spouses would force you to take a vacation and Dal-Lukash is sure"

    "How about that, too?"

    There''s a lot to think about, but you can''t just not do it.

    First, a report on the tax revenues of Mainz and Hardenturm.

    Estimates as of now, but both seem to expect to earn about tens of thousands of gold coins. I leave the fine calculations to you, but a few times more so than in the previous year.

    "More is good, but isn''t it hard to pay all of a sudden?

    I guess it doesn''t matter because the villages on which agriculture is based can''t pay without a harvest, but I have trouble with things like paying taxes and the funds being short.

    Consideration may be needed, such as splitting the closing months for each chamber of commerce. Otherwise, write your concerns and questions to your notes and go to the Viewed box.

    Next up is a report on expenditure.

    The cost of health insurance increases. Naturally, we tried to deploy magic drugs (potions), but we would not have been able to see without the Arsian divine magic.

    Thanks to this, the health of the city of Falve is good, but it cannot be seen in this report.

    School business, naturally, is in deficit.

    Naturally, it doesn''t earn revenue, but if it''s another territory, the Lords are suddenly offering immediate dissolution.

    The carriage railroad is also blackened is expected a little further.

    Other costs for policing, such as the Knights of the Rock Giants (Jarloot), labor costs for the officials, allowances for the construction units of the Dwarves still operating, and public utility costs were listed for a total of more than 100,000 pieces of gold.

    In addition, the cost of acquiring the Dueira Chamber of Commerce is calculated separately.

    "More than a billion yen... Still, the balance sheet is healthy, so it''s scary."

    Even collecting the national budget of the Kingdom of Rotosilt, about 500,000 to 600,000 sheets in gold coins.

    While dating materials previously made by Acorn in spreadsheet software, we become aware once again of how out of common sense our assets are.

    It''s not like Viscount Playmea and the others worked fraud until they fabricated the evidence for no reason either. It''s not even forgivable if it is.

    "If we invest this much, that''ll make the economy better. Therefore, Yona''s dragon exorcism cannot be banned unilaterally."

    "Considering the issue of security, it seems a sufficiently beneficial hunt"

    "But I want Jonah to do something normal and childish."

    "It is the hope of the Lord of Dal-Lukash, but decides that it is consistent with the general sensibilities"

    "Including."

    "That''s not necessarily the hope for 10,000 people. This is also considered a general theory"

    "I know, I know."

    Says Yut as he looks at Dal-Lukash''s eyes from the front without brilliance.

    It is the duty of the elderly to show the way, even if they understand it to be selfish.

    Jonah continues to go to school for now, but seems to be doing well with more kids named friends. It''s different from the school life I expected, but if the person is enjoying it, that''s fine.

    "Anything?"

    "No, he said he did look good in glasses."

    I will look at the next report while I deceive you by saying what is appropriate.

    The Dueira Chamber of Commerce meeting competition seems to be gathering well. I have asked Pavel, the father of Petra and Folio-Farina, who admires Yut as his master, to pass the paperwork selection except for how terrible it is.

    Though he accumulates knowledge through pluralistic Daiichi and Vainamarinen, Yuut, a visitor, surprisingly doesn''t seem to know about the Brewers. So there was also a purely exciting part of what ideas would come up.

    But it''s not all fun either. At Prince Alsace''s wedding, there is also a compromise with neighboring Chronica Divine Kingdom on Viscount Playmea''s compensation issue.

    "It wasn''t if I was developing something like that..."

    "It''s impossible to regret it first"

    "... will I feed on this in the future"

    Finally, from the rock giants led by Exile, the site of the Black Demon''s castle. In other words, I turn to a report on the surrounding investigation where there was a golden dragon''s nest.

    If it turns out anything, there must have been an oral explanation.

    As expected, although the number of monsters appeared high, the cause is unknown. I know there''s something in the basement, but it''s hard to investigate. Nor have the eyes of the gods been difficult to reach until underground, nor have they obtained useful divinity.

    Maybe it''s not a big threat, but I couldn''t ignore it.

    "In the meantime, let''s ask the old man of Exile to keep looking around. Except in person."

    Conclude so and stretch out a lot.

    If you notice, it''s too late for the night. What else is happening is probably about acorns.

    Dal-Lukash also returned to the underground body - unclear if he was sleeping - when Yut was also thinking about going back to his room, the door was knocked.

    "Go ahead."

    "I''m sorry I''m late."

    "As far as I''m concerned, it''s not too late..."

    Alcia appeared before such a yut at a time when the date should change. In the Brewers, it was time to describe it as midnight.

    Not annoying, but I''m curious about what errands you have. The expression is hard to understand with the crimson eyelids, but it is easy to see that it would be a serious and serious story.

    "For now, sit down"

    "Yep..."

    Hip down on the couch, but don''t try to talk.

    Warm up the wine in the room with Little Magic (Cantrip) before pouring it into the cup and waiting for Arcia to open her mouth.

    I''ve never seen her so anxious and troubled.

    "Actually, there''s a call from the Truss-Sink temple in the king''s capital, because it''s something that''s also relevant to Yut..."

    "To me?

    Truss-Sink, goddess who directs death and sorcery.

    Not irrelevant in that sense, but not just her. Yut was not a follower of any god, nor more involved than necessary.

    That''s why it was written on his face, but the question dissolves in squeezing out Arsian words, changing his complexion at the same time.

    It''s not Valtrude, but it was certainly Yut''s own problem.

 184 7. Ripples and Responsibilities (Medium)

    Sejour, capital of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    ancient, vast capital in proportion to its history. He has also rebuilt from the damage caused by the castle of the Black Demon, and is enlivened by rumours that Prince Alsace''s marriage is near.

    But exceptions exist to everything.

    Underground of the Temple of Truss-Sink.

    space present in the further lower layers of the crypt. The air is cold, dark, and a place that seems to be cursed. The appearance of a dreadful temple, as if to reject others, still seems decent.

    square, basement as intended to provide a sense of compression.

    Yut and Arsia were facing ground deputies for the goddess of death and sorcery there.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    In response to the call, but despite his desire to hold talks with the Cardinal (Cardinal), Yut is silent. Neither does the opposing Cardinal - an old man as if he had formed a dead tree into the shape of a man - attempt to open his mouth.

    It''s as if years of enemy countries are trying to negotiate unwillingly.

    If something called temperature existed in the relationship, it must have been the lowest neighborhood around.

    "Falve''s Alcia, the Great Sorcerer of the Universe (Arch Mage), I can speculate on the matter, but if we don''t talk about it, things won''t move forward."

    A squeaky voice, worthy of a face full of wrinkles. I don''t know, a lot of things. Dim indoors respond to the creeps of the relative old man.

    He doesn''t even try to sit down, and Yut, who looks down at the Cardinal as he stands, doesn''t try to talk as usual. I couldn''t find a single colour of friendship in those eyes, and they were as cold as evil (Yville Eye).

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Because I leave it to him, or Arcia kept silent, too. However, it is slightly lacking in calm due to the board pinch with the pressure from the Cardinal. Rarely, he also looked pale.

    As it were, a few minutes passed.

    For everyone, time flows equally. But its meaning and value varies from person to person and from situation to situation.

    In this case, the reprieve set by Yut. This meant that the opportunity to make things easier was lost.

    "What do you want me to tell you? Depending on the outcome, even though we''re going to be enemies? Don''t expect any respect from me right now."

    "Yut kun..."

    It''s rough when it comes to provocation. Yut''s words I can''t help but get defamation without thinking. Arcia is surprised to hear it beside her, and at the same time she remembers her comatose joy.

    Bright red anger is what comes from the emotion-sensitive ring given as a testament to your engagement. The subject is against the Cardinals in front of them and the Temple of Truss-Sink.

    But the source is for your own good.

    Even though I knew I was careless, my emotions didn''t follow reason.

    "If it''s about Falve''s mission to Arusia (Quest), it''s a story inside the Temple. No matter how big a magician Yut Amaxa is, no need to talk."

    Did you let him give in, or did you tell him that if we didn''t move on? I can''t tell from that dry voice, but things only went one step further.

    Without being aware of where that path leads.

    "It can''t be that I''m irrelevant. If you prefer meaningless interaction, you have an idea here too."

    "Good luck with that."

    Are you going to provoke me? The Cardinal distorts his skin-only lips and floats a mockery. I don''t intend or need patience, but Yut recieves it.

    "That''s up to us to decide. That''s not what you''re gonna tell me."

    "Raise and observe your children as magicians (wizards) and priests (clerics). We at the Temple of Truss-Sink are in full swing. Objections, objections, none of which are acceptable"

    More than a year ago, a mission was sent to Arusia.

    It''s too much content, it was properly flushed, but things change with the engagement of the two of us. Rather than forcing two unmarried people to connect, it''s a natural story to have children sooner or later. I''m just trying to move on with that clock needle.

    Of course, there would be a view of the problem at the point of imposing that child''s path forward, but the Temple of Truss-Sink was more serious than imagined and dominated by some kind of madness.

    "We will peer into the abyss of sorcery and unravel everything. There is no compromise, no cowardice."

    "Shut up, I warned you."

    Cardinal valves that even carry heat.

    But Yut never gets a single impression either. On the contrary, his gaze and mind descend below freezing point. Obviously, it lacks calm. On the contrary, it is strange not to appeal to violent means.

    "You just told me to make a child and keep it in the temple."

    "Ranri"

    If it is a negotiation, we will have both compromises and an escape route for the other.

    When I first went to Mainz, I had an abdominal proposal called Bold Iron (Crystal Iron). In Hardenturm, we uncovered the evils of Bruno Exdero and prepared a landing site.

    The lack of it means that what Yut is doing is talking but not discussing.

    It was nothing more than a declaration of war.

    "You''ll be very talented."

    "What do you know?"

    My own child.

    Although I am not yet able to imagine it specifically - I feel nauseous just imagining it, such as being taken away and raised at an approximate rate.

    To this old man who naturally says he is rather pleased with it.

    "If you don''t respond, I hear you even said thank you to Alcia for the other guy."

    Prior to this meeting, only Valtrude had been spoken through. So much so that she took out the Divine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword, that she was furious and boarded herself.

    Yuut that tells it pale.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Silence.

    That is nothing more than a testament to affirmation.

    Yut does not hide his annoyance in the flutter.

    "What does that mean?

    "You think there''s room for other interpretations?"

    He wants to be crushed.

    Cardinals and Great Mages.

    The more my grandfather and grandson collide with the gaze of the two separated men of their years.

    Once, Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, gave her life to her followers.

    Uncover the secrets of sorcery and offer comfort to the ancient sorcerers sheltered by Truss-Sink.

    She also said this, who is also the wife God of Zeras, the god of knowledge.

    Raise children to inherit and develop knowledge.

    The Cardinal''s deeds may be in keeping with his teachings. At least, the heterogeneous molecules that disturb order in the temple will surely be here.

    (Is that what you found out)

    Yes. That''s not what I found out. Interpretation, that''s people''s interpretation.

    It''s all about mourning death and witchcraft.

    "Don''t conveniently fabricate God''s will. That would be of interest to you."

    "Talk to us about God"

    "Zeras, I''ve seen God twice, and I''m talking to the demigod in the north so much that I don''t like him."

    To the words, the old Cardinal snorts slightly. Even if we can do it, there can''t be very few opportunities to actually relate to God. That''s the same thing with the highest priests.

    It is the greatest insult to the priesthood.

    "My Lord Cardinal"

    There, he opened his mouth as Arcia had decided to keep his silence until now. Hold on tight, Yut''s hand.

    "That mission, I will resign. Let me decide between me and my loved ones."

    At the first stage, I should have said no clearly. I have postponed that in view of my relationship with the Temple. Like Yut, she didn''t take it seriously either.

    I''m paying the price now.

    "Then the temple has to be raised from Falve"

    "You won''t have to."

    Distinction from the Temple.

    How painful that is for the followers of God. Unfortunately, Yut doesn''t understand. Is it because you are Japanese that you consider the organization and faith to be different?

    I don''t know. I don''t know, but Alcia had already cemented her resolve.

    "We will tell you sooner or later whether to destroy the temple or just buy out the building. The clerics who lent it to me were doing their best... and I guess I can''t help it."

    "Sounds like you''re serious..."

    An old man like a dead tree opens his eyes.

    I noticed a mistake at the same time, but it''s too late.

    "The voice of the great asylum of death and sorcery is still delivered today. Me and our decisions don''t seem to go along with our intentions."

    "For example, I affirm God''s generosity. We don''t have a lot of tow parties."

    An old man with a cardinal position roughs up his voice to say the same thing that cuts to that extent, such as the authority of the temple. But it''s like confronting a giant dragon with a hand fist.

    Neither the broken gate nor the lifting of the temple is accepted with promises, but there is no other striker.

    The faith of the world in which God existed was far more robust than Yut imagined.

    "I have no choice..."

    No, there was only one hitter.

    Throw everything aside and decide there wasn''t.

    It just moves your body to keep your head down.

    "Unfortunately, I''m the one who rejected the mission. Then there will be no indication."

    - Cold, rejected it.

    "It''s really pathetic to see my loved ones fighting each other."

    Make it majestic, strange voice.

    Sweet as a flower nectar, gentle as a mother, a voice as harsh as a clam.

    That sounded abruptly.

    "What?

    To the unexpected, Yut guards his surroundings with Alcia covered in his back. I take out the spell to flow and try to chop the page - my fianc¨¦e stopped my hand.

    "Mr. Arcia!?"

    I can''t even afford to point out that the way I call it is back. Alcia is trembling touched and even leaking a whimper. And it was the same with that dead wood-like Cardinal.

    Light falls into the underground space.

    A warm light that washes your mind. The supreme music played by the ceiling musicians. The air that was starving, now I even feel sweet.

    A girl dressed in a pitch-black toga slowly falls through it. When it appeared, this underground space had turned into a flower garden.

    Appearances that ignore both ceiling height and physical laws.

    "I''ll take it from you."

    Goddess of Death and Magic. Wife of Knowledge God. Guardian of the soul. A peer into the abyss of knowledge. Develop a theoretical spell and refuge in an abandoned kingdom.

    "This one should show justice by witchcraft"

    The Truss-Sink Minute Body (Avatar) came before the believers of this world.

 185 8. Ripples and Responsibilities (after)

    Underground space with colorful flowers. A contradictory space, similar to the basement of the Falv, where the main body of the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash sits. A place that can also be described as a symbol of divine authority.

    Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, who is tattooed in its center and dominates the scene.

    His height is a little larger than that of Jonah or Ren. Gelas, it can be taken for granted that given the trade-off with God, the gods I actually saw were often young. I don''t know why, but the specificity stands out.

    Though he is a young face, his charm therefore also passes on to Yut. And that it''s not just a girl.

    "Follow your words"

    As if his attitude toward Yut and Alusia was illusory. The old Cardinal lay flat on his God and entrusted everything to him. I can''t even defend myself if I don''t.

    "By magic..."

    While acknowledging the appearance of Alcia lying flat in the same way as the old Cardinal, Yut turns a bar on the spot to rebut the Goddess''s words.

    There is no reason to worship and serve Him, who is not a believer, but a visitor from another world, even though he is a god, truth-sink. Respectful and respectful, naturally, but that and whether or not to obey the divine will is a different story.

    "Me... no, as far as I''m concerned, it doesn''t make sense to settle"

    "Yut!?"

    It doesn''t matter if you keep fighting and breaking up - apart from Alcia''s emotions - Yut disputes the goddess of death and sorcery frankly.

    It was Truss-Sink himself who, instantly, attempted to resist, but surprisingly, controlled it.

    "Fine. It''s a good idea."

    I float the colour of understanding in my young appearance and nod to Eagle Deep.

    Looking unexpectedly at the reaction, Yut broke his knee by correcting his residence.

    "Excuse me. Forgive me."

    "There''s no reason for me to apologize. It is our children who are causing trouble."

    Instructed to stand up in gesture, Yut obeyed, slightly reluctant. However, with the surroundings lying flat, the atmosphere is very difficult.

    Truss-Sink God, who flipped a black toga without such human emotion or any other consideration, first walks over to the Old Cardinal.

    "It''s not overlapping to take this side of the road. I don''t know what you''re gonna do with the circle of people."

    "It''s not up to me."

    Even the Cardinals can only fall back on the sermon of God''s direct - minute divine body (avatar). At the same time, it''s been defended that it was just a bad way to do it.

    "Well, I''m not sure we should have done something right."

    "There are a lot of circumstances and blemishes..."

    "Sorry"

    Next, to the goddess of death and witchcraft, who speaks to Alusia, this one claims not to be bad. Alcia, on the other hand, just lays face down.

    "Well."

    Speaking directly to the faithful, Truss-Sink God turns his back to the center of the room.

    To overwhelm and dominate with natural deeds is exactly what God does. The voice sounds pleasant, and I don''t feel like rebelling.

    "For this one, it is also worth checking whether or not my beloved daughter''s child blossoms her talents, and that child naturally grows. There is no such thing as righteousness."

    Once again, I preach that the claim of the Old Cardinal and Alcia is the same for the Goddess of Death and Magic. But you have to put away the cover-up.

    Therefore, settle by magic.

    "You don''t mind if I leave, do you?

    "Whatever."

    "What are the rules?

    "A one-on-one duel would be nice. Use magic to subdue the opponent. If he dies, he''ll do something about it."

    Yut turns his gaze to the Cardinal, remembering Jonah somewhat to the Truss-Sink God, who utters insignificant and outrageous things in his young face.

    "Thank you very much for your mercy."

    I''m willing to go over there.

    "If I were you, I''d rather play a little more elaborate battle, but this time I showed up for something else, so I''m not ready."

    What''s a different case? And I''m curious, but Yut decided to forget that it didn''t seem like a good thing to ask.

    "Take refuge in the soul, and what will be given to the winner and the loser?"

    The goddess of death and sorcery answers Arcia''s most questions with a naive smile on her face.

    "The winner will make another demand. Let this truss-sink fulfill it responsibly."

    "Then it''s not in my interest."

    "You know what I mean. Apart from that, the winner deserves a special blessing."

    I''m not even going to lose as a yut, but if there is more danger than there is absolutely no presence in the world, I should avoid it.

    I know that, but for the sake of the opponent''s face, the terms are similar to Truss-Sink''s plea that he wants you to take the battle.

    Honestly, I didn''t feel threatened by that particular blessing.

    "Understood."

    As it turns out, there''s no other option.

    "All right, then. First, choose a spell."

    Truss-Sink wet feathered hair, slightly upside down. Spirituality, also to be called divine authority, covered the young body, and when it could be played, a spell document appeared before Yut and the Old Cardinal.

    Once you''ve decided on a theoretical spell to use, you can''t start over within that day.

    God''s power to lightly overshadow such principles.

    But Yut didn''t have time to admire it and chose the spell just for this duel.

    "... Ready"

    "This one too, no problem"

    Nod satisfactorily to the two declarations.

    "My beloved daughter is better protected."

    As its words put it, Arsia was at some point moving to the side of the Truss-Sink God, covered by a spherical protective junction, floating in the universe.

    "Okay, here we go!

    The first to move was the old Cardinal.

    It does not extend to Yut, but the Old Cardinal also has a special presence that honors both the divine and the rational spells. For starters, he did not touch the spell document of the theoretical spell, but offered a celebration to the minute deity in front of him, to the goddess of death and sorcery in heaven.

    "O Black Goddess, he who exalts the depths. Lend me a servant of steel."

    "Let''s put the handles on"

    Without being impressed by the way the old man like a dead tree prayed, Yut opened his mouth abruptly.

    Hearing that, Truss-Sink shines his black eyes and Arcia holds his head.

    "I''ll beat you, three times. Conversely, you can ask me to say ''shit'' once."

    "- Give me a wild word. Steel Demon Doll Invitation" Cole Iron Golem "

    The Magic Doll (Golem) is produced over several months by more than a Warlock user of the Magic Spell. It boasts a steel flesh with a rigidity commensurate with the body and resistance to direct attack spells.

    Call it, albeit briefly, and manipulate it as you wish, the Ninth Staircase''s divine spell, Steel Demon Guided Doll Invitation.

    Unless you are out of standard (insane) like Vainamarinen, but a sorcerer (wizard). No, even if not, it''s hard to deal with them from the front.

    "Conquest."

    A giant that completely blocks the narrow basement travels dull, but with intimidation, according to the Lord''s life.

    Nevertheless, the old Cardinal doesn''t think this is the end of it either. I was going to buy some time with this steel guide doll (Iron Golem) and unleash the arrow of Ni and the arrow of Three.

    "First, the first win"

    Meanwhile, whatever comes out, it doesn''t change what Yut does. Rather, it''s convenient enough.

    Avalanche

    Tear apart 8 pages of spell documents and expand them around. It responds with the magic of its surroundings and opens the door to the source world.

    When the pale light emitted, beyond the portal elephant on the page of the spell document, a world of pure white was seen.

    Snow Ridge Mountains that it exists in the source world of water.

    The Eighth Staircase''s theoretical spell summons massive amounts of ice and snow from his land.

    "Stupid. So..."

    "You''ve decided to add and subtract."

    The underground space was conquered by the silver world. To be precise, the space to Yut''s front was filled with ice and snow. Including the steel magic puppet, it''s buried alive.

    "I can''t talk, but you''re good with my win, right?

    Whatever. Whatever.

    Truss-Sink God, who sounds like fun.

    (Even when I used Avalanche before, it was to fill the basement.)

    - Yut was thinking something completely different.

    "See you in World War II."

    Along with Toga, wave your arms.

    So the snow disappeared beautifully, including the steel guide doll.

    "Yut..."

    Arcia''s worried voice, heard from overhead. But it doesn''t reach Yut right now.

    Okay, so calm as you''re scared.

    "Oops."

    "Go ahead."

    Encouraged by the Goddess of Death and Magic, as the flow assumed when she re-picked the spell. He gave up the lead again, just like the operation did.

    "" Shining Raid "" Shining Raid ""

    The old Cardinal is alive and well, whether he was safe for a short time, or whether the minute god intervened. Unleashes the most powerful attack spell at the same time, rare in divine spells.

    A particle of holy light covers the perimeter, and a shard of divine authority defeats the enemy - never.

    "Counter Dispel Against the Curse Demon"

    Quickly rips off 6 spell documents and inhibits their activation. I decided there was nothing.

    "Yes," "Continuous Domination"

    "Against the Curse Demon."

    The Eighth Staircase divine spells that manipulate the spirit similarly scatter the spells as they approach one by one.

    "Dehydrated"

    "Against the Curse Demon."

    Nay, in a theoretical spell inferior to a divine spell, the result is more obvious than seeing fire.

    "Your husband is quite radical."

    "As embarrassing as you can be..."

    "What the hell. Looks like you''re going to be watching her husband when he''s young."

    "Sa, is it Master Left..."

    It does not extend to Yut, but the Old Cardinal also has a special presence that honors both the divine and the rational spells.

    But it does not extend to Yut. Therefore, all divine and rational spells are cancelled.

    "Can we win a second?

    Reach out and it reaches.

    At that distance, Yut made another declaration of victory.

    "Shut up."

    "Then it''s the third win"

    The truth is, I wanted to do it with my own hands.

    But I can''t help but be told by magic.

    "Stone Fist"

    A second stairway science spell developed by a monk (monk) who studied the science spell. I just had a chance to learn by chance, a spell I didn''t expect to get a chance to use.

    Yut''s fist changes to several times the size and dozens of times the mass, and he is swayed down by an old man like a dead tree. Crush your skull easily, or snap your neck - near the edge.

    He stopped his fist perfectly and said:

    "Shit."

    "What?

    "My loss."

    "Hmmm..."

    Truss-Sink intrigues the inexplicable proclamation of the Goddess of Death and Magic. But that''s not a long time either.

    "Hmm. The winner is settled. Now state your demands on the loser and your hopes for this side."

    Truss-Sink God asks as he descends to earth with the protective junction of the sphere.

    With a thoughtful smile on the appearance of a girl.

    I can''t guess what that means, not the old Cardinal.

    "None"

    "What?

    "Nothing, nothing"

    Hearing that squeezing voice, Arcia sighed of relief. From earlier on, the tension of being beside the minute god also adds up, and my knee is about to crumble.

    "Mr. Arcia, are you okay?

    Such a girlfriend can be described as the culprit of hard work, Yuto supports.

    How hateful.

    There was nothing more to this disturbance or mission (quest) than the winner (...) gaining a spear.

    It''s back to normal.

    In the end, Yut put it away beautifully.

    How hateful.

    "Yut kun"

    "What is it?

    "Be prepared"

    "Huh? What?

    I won''t let you go anymore - not to say, but Arcia pressed her lips to keep her from spinning any more words.

    Emotions are disturbing and overflowing, and I don''t know what I''m going to run through.

    "Mm-hmm. Remember when you were young."

    Watching such a love scene reminds me of the original reason I descended.

    In response to the invitation, the matter is communicated that you will descend to the ground in a month.

    Now, how should we cut it out?

    Even for Truss-Sink, it was a lurch of ideas.

 186 Tabernacle

    "Hey, long time no see"

    Connect the territory of the Earl of Istas, carriage railway. A grassland species (Magner) greeted the grassland species with a smile in a passenger car parked at the Farv station.

    Inside the car with several rows of box seats to the left and right. But there are only two of them.

    "Atashi, are you stuck?

    "I don''t want you to say people like they''re the wrong men"

    Litona, a meadow race girl I met in the city of Mainz. Larsia replies with a smile as she throws the flat hat she left at the scene and drops in.

    Receiving it, she forced her red-brown habitual hair into her hat, nodding loudly as she was convinced, smiling like a twist.

    After all, Larsia''s friendship unwittingly breaks down to tricks such as not feeling well without this.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    He immediately tightened his face and urged Ritna, still standing in the passenger car, to take his seat.

    "I''m leaving soon, so you should sit down."

    "Are you sure? We''re the only ones here."

    "Some days like that."

    Flights in Hardenturm from Falve are inherently more passengers, albeit at noon. Otherwise, Yut would have Alcia frowning at the deficit anyway.

    I simply rented it out to welcome Ritna. I haven''t been bothered so much because I''m supposed to be leaving a temporary flight about an hour late.

    Rather, it is a measure to avoid annoying the general public.

    "It''s the little one like Atashi who misses the mud, you missed him again?

    "Well, you know what?"

    Big vibrations shake the passenger car.

    Signal that, the carriage departed to slip.

    "Heh. It''s a carriage, but not like a carriage."

    "That''s because my friend made it. It''s all decided to be funny by working on this like an idiot."

    "Is that a compliment? Or are you kidding?

    I''m proud of you.

    Passenger cars accelerate more and more, along with praise like you would never say in front of the person. Physical sensation, several times that of a normal carriage. Now, the vibration is less than a common carriage.

    There is also a relatively low burden on horses thanks to the tracks, for which many passengers and cargo can be carried.

    Earth - that exciting world - seems to have been the flower of the times, but here it is likely to be the mainstay of the next generation. Unless some great magician (Arch Mage) does something extra.

    Anyway, it''s a secret pride for Larsia to have developed a new spell just for this carriage railroad and that helped save the world.

    Never. Never say it in front of him.

    "Hey, that''s fast. I''ve heard rumors, but when I actually get on it, I''m impressed again."

    Open your eyes curiously round and wide, looking at the flowing landscape. Larsia broadly opened her mouth as she saw such a ritona rather than a landscape.

    "I like new things because they''re like our habits. I don''t have a choice."

    "I see. So, they found out you were coming."

    Ritna sits in the long chair in front of Soto, facing Larsia.

    "My eyes are long and my hands are long."

    "That''s right, evil leader"

    You remembered Larsia''s name, laughing in the back of your throat. He sounded flirtatious, but he had a poor smile.

    "Speaking of which, you didn''t name it properly. I''m Larsia."

    "Larsia. You''re Ritna."

    Having introduced herself once again, Larsia releases a blade of words, as if to sew the gap between its relaxed air.

    "Ritna, who are you?

    It wears the opponent with precision and certainty, like an arrow that wears the usual steeple.

    "I''m not proud of you, but there''s no such thing as a snitch who can get away safely from me. And yet, no matter how much I wash, I don''t know what''s behind it."

    "I was even doing that. Are you sure it''s stuck?

    "I don''t know what kind of pedigree it is, but I''m not gonna talk about it."

    "You can''t pay for copper from an empty purse."

    "Even if I did, I wouldn''t pay for it."

    "Kufu"

    After all, Larsia secretly sighs that she won''t break her mouth easily.

    Awesome Bandit (Rogue). Besides, there''s no way it''s going to be any rumor if you''re a meadow species.

    Even if the name Ritna is a pseudonym, it has all these characteristics. It can''t possibly be that you can''t follow that past.

    Like a castle fortress in Falve, it was as if he had suddenly descended and sprung.

    "Larsia, you were surprisingly serious. Oh, but I was a little angry when I tried to get a glass iron (crystal iron), and I guess I was from the beginning?

    "No, Larsia."

    Not surprisingly bad. Skip a warning to Ritna, who is never bad, while I don''t think it''s ever bad.

    "It''s better not to do anything bad. I know you think it doesn''t matter because there are no other people. This carriage belongs to the most powerful man in the world."

    Given the other person''s power, it doesn''t make sense to add more people poorly. Then you should hit the strongest warrior.

    I think of the rock giant (Jarloot) who would like to see this one. Exile should be able to crush every passenger car and capture Ritna.

    "Huh? About what? Atashi just wanted to get on a rare ride."

    "We''re really stupid, aren''t we!

    The same goes for being ruined because of the operation, but Larsia held her head in curiosity, also to be called the dwelling of a meadow species.

    It''s just that I know how it feels, and it''s damaging.

    "I''m not sure what you''re on guard of, because Atashi isn''t a spy or a spy or anything like that"

    "That''s all, it means the same thing...... are you serious? With this mutual skill with me, you''re not breathing from anywhere, you''re just a traveler? Trying to steal some bolt iron?

    "Oh, that. After that, I bought it myself. I''ll be fine."

    That said, I took out a bold iron knife in a vibrant motion that I accidentally fell in love with. I have no special abilities, but my fullness is brilliant and beautiful.

    For practical use, but given the price, etc., it is still close to a piece of art.

    "I wonder if I will release my weapon in this state..."

    "Huh? What?

    Ritna''s decent look that she doesn''t know what she''s talking about.

    Larsia drops the alert level independently of it, attracted to her just a little bit of heart. Of course there''s still the possibility of acting, but there can''t be such a snitch.

    Therefore, move on to the other plan I had in mind in advance.

    "Okay. Then why don''t you hire me?

    "Huh? Do you work?

    "Why, you don''t seem to like it so much"

    "You work, don''t you?

    I agreed for a moment with Ritna, who said she didn''t like it in the bottom of her heart, but I can manage to summon reason. That''s right. Drinking without work is delicious.

    "How dangerous... The logic I''ve cultivated is about to collapse."

    "What are you talking about?

    "No, it''s nothing. More than that, if I hire you, I''ll pay you right back. About 10 gold coins a day"

    "Larsia, who am I supposed to kill?

    "Why does that happen!? And you''re too positive on the diagonal!?"

    "So, kidnapping? At the height of the athletes, that''s a little tricky...... oh, that''s why it''s 10 gold coins"

    "Wouldn''t you be willing to convince me!?"

    Why are we talking about this when we just wanted to keep it at hand and monitor it?

    Hey, shouldn''t I have thought that if we just stayed together for a little while, we might be able to get close to you, etc? Did you have to be as abnegate as Yut or Exile? Speaking of which, Yut and Arsia, who returned from the Temple of Truss-Sink in the King''s capital, were suspicious. Let''s ask him next time. Let''s do that.

    "If you''ll stay with me for a while, that''s fine"

    "That sounds suspicious, but I got in."

    "Well, with the contract in place,"

    Two people smiling and shaking hands.

    Larsia serves a minimum purpose. I totally forgot about the Exile that didn''t turn up after all......

    "Hour Ha Manchita"

    An underground world held in darkness, never sunny.

    A single anthropomorphic (Murmidon) tells a full insect (Insectian) how well the plan progresses.

    "I, Raga Castle, Ha Done, Shi Ueman, no Street, Heno Road, Mootta."

    They have no yearning for the earth.

    To the sun, and its obsession with light.

    It''s just they''ve found out.

    that the ground is full of fresh meat.

    That the earth is full of life and that seedlings exist enough to sweep and throw away the seedlings to have a new child.

    Eat, give birth, rule the world.

    A scorpion human (Scorpios) lifts his obsidian spear and raises his morale.

    Huge roaches (Panagyas) wield huge sickles in excitement.

    Melissa and the others wink at each other.

    Giggle, giggle, giggle.

    The jaws creep together, the wings peristallize, and the sizzling sound echoes the underground world.

    The sound will eventually fill the world with overflowing sun as well.

    Giggle, giggle, giggle.

    The feast of the insects begins now.

 187 Cross-world barter transactions

    Before noon on Sunday. That was without any foretaste and appeared in one of the rooms of an apartment.

    Blunt water mirrors, like melted metal. It''s a disc without any cloudiness or thickness.

    "Yabe, I left my shoes on"

    He showed up in space. It was the Lord of this room who jumped from there. A yuut in uniform in a white robe that shows him to be a good sorcerer.

    But now he said he had entered his room without such majesty and earthfoot. Hurry up and take off your shoes... but it may not make much sense, I laugh bitterly.

    "Hmm. Long time no see."

    "Oh, you''re really connected"

    Exactly not wearing armor, but coming from Falve''s basement, Valtrude is wearing the military boots of flight, Boots of Wings.

    The acorns that came down with me aren''t that sturdy shoes, either, but the pumps I brought from Earth.

    "Ahhh. I did this."

    I compare alternately between my underfoot and Yut''s room, and look to heaven for failure. Take off your shoes and hold them in your hand, just like Yut, but the problem is Valtrude.

    It''s a magic device (magic item), but it doesn''t have the ability to take it off easily.

    In the end, Yut lifts the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and transports him to bed. That was the only thing that made my face red, but I would draw on my fianc¨¦e''s intentions and sit deep back to keep my boots from touching the floor.

    "You had no idea. Sorry."

    "Fine. It''s a room I barely use anyway."

    "What are you talking about? Even without the brave man, you''re getting cleaned up nicely. From now on, lay down your plastic sheet as well."

    Talking about that, I heard a tall dog squeal coming from outside the room. Together, the sound of the door snapping.

    "Oh, bad, bad"

    With his shoes in one hand, Yut opens his own door from the inside.

    I set up a dog that I haven''t seen in a month, keep my parents updated, and make contact with the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) through my real name. I arranged it in terms of importance, but would it be enough for just an hour or two?

    "Cawun."

    "Uh, yes, yes. I''m home."

    In the meantime, let''s keep our shoes in the front door.

    While expressing regret that it is not easy to be caressed satisfactorily with one hand, Yut thinks in his head of what needs to be done.

    Firstly, do something about this rough welcome, brush it while we have a meeting, go for a walk... do you have time?

    "Occasionally, he said, ''Which is more important, Colo or us? You''re going to want to ask."

    "Isn''t it something cute"

    They also leave the room with a smile on their fianc¨¦e setting up their dog. Anyway, time is finite.

    There, when he heard the noise, Yut''s parents, the landlord, also appeared. It''s a holiday but I may have had some feeling you were dressed properly.

    "A brave man?

    "Yu. Well, to Zhuyin, to Mr. Valtrude."

    "Sudden visit, sorry"

    "It''s okay, you''re always welcome."

    "Preliminary communication would be physically impossible."

    A dazzling mother and a father with a rugged face.

    But I know very well that Yut, my two sons, is welcoming me.

    "I''m home. This one, well, a lot''s happened, a lot''s happened, but I''ve been fine for now."

    "Right."

    "Make soy sauce, make paper, make preserved food"

    "... right"

    From the bag of infinite storage, I give you a souvenir for both of us - the jewellery that Acorn has looked after and the sparkling wine brewed in the town of Elf - while keeping you posted.

    When I lined up, I didn''t really understand my profession anymore.

    "I''m glad you look good. Yes, Yu-chan, how long can you stay today?

    "Cawun."

    "Uh, okay, so"

    I roll my dog and stroke him to the stomach with my feet, telling him that his stay is about two hours. He''s twisting his body with a twist, but he''s still happy.

    "You''re used to it. No, a leg?

    "... it''s getting so much easier for me to get there."

    Acorn sighs melancholy against Valtrude, who nods with a smile. We have souvenirs as well, but if you look at that enthusiastic welcome, there''s going to be a fuss at the Miki family.

    I know kids are kids at all times for parents, but from that child''s point of view, I don''t want them to be too sticky.

    The doctor''s mother is dry, but her husband''s father may cry. You''ll cry.

    "You can''t do that, give it up"

    It is very convincing to be told by Yuut, who looks far with a fierce hug from her mother Haruko, who opened the souvenir.

    "... right"

    "But before you do, please contact your real name."

    While receiving Yut''s cell phone, Akane picked a junior girl from her outgoing history to hit her ear.

    "Long time no see, but you''re here later than I thought"

    Makoto Qino, a junior girl who is a negotiator with Yut as a first-degree magic instructor at the Hyun-Jitsu meeting that was greeted on the doorstep of her home, cut out a question that was not even a dust.

    Strangely, this attitude, which would be a business lick, feels reassuring the other way around.

    "Oh. I only told him about a month from now."

    "At that time, I was flustered."

    "So later than the due date, we''ll be waiting for you, and we''ll be ready to trade."

    Sure, it hasn''t been five minutes since I contacted my real name.

    Moreover, we also consider supplies that will be requested by the Yuts and stock them in nearby warehouses. Even now, I can bring it in. Of course, I demand consideration.

    "I see. Looks like they put me on a brilliant ride"

    As convinced, Ponytail''s Magic Commander turns his sharp eye to the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Rather than that, should I say that I questioned the act of picking up a dog while holding him? As a yut, I''m just trying not to run around excited about my visitors, but that won''t tell my real name, and the question remains whether he has to do it in the first place.

    "I''ll take care of you"

    "Because it''s each other."

    I also greeted Valtrude, who was waiting in the living room, and when it was time to settle down on the couch, negotiations began.

    Colo makes an adult under Yut''s feet.

    "Then Sempai. We don''t have time, and let''s start trading fast."

    "It''s quick and helpful"

    Yut''s parents and Akane were asked to move to the Miki family next door. The only people on this occasion are Valtrude and Colo, whom Yut loves.

    "This is the list of hopes for this one. I have a note for anything that doesn''t matter after the next time."

    "What a time this is."

    I guess it''s the first time you''ve got parchment or something.

    My real name melancholy in a different way as I glance over a few lists compiled by Yut. When you do poorly, no, you don''t have to. It was self-evident that there would be a rush across this paper at each branch.

    "To soap, shampoo, seasoning, is it a game? Eyeglasses? This is a good next time, right? But don''t we need to match degrees?

    "Dade, I think glasses are fine."

    I turn my suspicious gaze to Yut, but I can''t help pursuing it any further. I''m going to manipulate the new tablet and make it work with the list of ready trades here.

    "... you''re more or less as expected here. It helps not to be very unscrupulous. You can''t bring it in directly with a truck."

    "Right."

    Yut recieves on the poker face, but neighbor Valtrude looked just a little nasty.

    To his true name, he has not told him that the place where he opens the dimensional door (gate) is not fixed, and that he will be somewhat free if Yut is an imaginable place.

    It''s not that I don''t trust her, but I never went over to be cautious. Because of myself, the Great War of Modern Weapons and Fantasy...... I don''t want to cause anything to happen.

    However, this annoys my parents every month. Only on that point, I regretted it.

    "But is it alcohol? You don''t drink sempai, do you? Anything at the event?

    "Oh, yeah."

    With a very refreshing smile, Yut tells.

    "Next time, God will come and we''ll need it for the welcome."

    "Ha..."

    With his angry eyes like that, he turns his gaze all the time and says, "What are you talking about?"

    Naturally speaking, a natural reaction.

    Rather, I''m glad you poke your common sense this way.

    "Let''s talk about the price."

    "Right. But I''ll give you instructions for loading first."

    "But you''re not busy."

    Is there about 90 minutes left? As Valtrude put it, there was too little room.

    "If that''s good, you can accept a trip to another world if you''re alone. In front of adjustments, surveys, or whatever."

    "Are you serious?

    "Wataru"

    "I have a very bad feeling about that..."

    "Me... or not, at least a Warlock class... I can make an opportunity to be coached by the users of the fourth and fifth staircases of science spells."

    "... for once, I''ll tell you up there"

    If the secondment were decided, the primary candidate would be his real name.

    Since it is visible that it will be a snatch of the frame, it is decided that it has been nominated by the other party.

    Even though she has a school, she has always been a priority. I don''t think it''s going to be a big obstacle.

    "So here''s the payment."

    "Yes."

    Shake off the clutter, and your real name concentrates on the negotiations. My superiors have instructed me to bring out some kind of magic device (magic item).

    Nevertheless, I can''t even seem to want things from the beginning.

    First I waited for the other guy to get out.

    The yut looked at the ponytail junior with his mouth tied together from the front, silently removing some leather bags from the bag of infinite storage.

    For one thing, currency.

    For one thing, gems.

    And on the other hand, magic pills (potions). When I used them on Godlan and the stock was running out, I asked Ren to prepare them for me.

    Each leather bag is packed with items worth hundreds of gold coins.

    Something like millions of yen if you fix it to Japanese yen as well. It''s expensive compared to what the yuts asked for, but is it reasonable considering the fees and storage fees?

    After lightly describing the contents, Yut asks.

    "I don''t know what to do, so I brought some things that might come at a price. Which one do you want?

    "Sempai is sloppy. Rather, it''s a livestock."

    There is only one option.

    A world without God - is supposed to exist - on Earth, there is no divine spell. And spells that heal wounds and heal illnesses do not exist in science spells.

    Thus, magic drugs commonplace in the Brewers are worth a thousand dollars on this planet.

    "Hmm. But is this stuff okay? Even though it''s not such a powerful magic potion, it seems deceptive to ask me to give away a lot of valuable items."

    I had received a prior explanation from Yut.

    But her sense of justice waits.

    "Sure, it''s like some old trade, I know I''m not in the mood for it"

    "I like this"

    I exaggerated that I had no body or world, but to avoid going in strange directions, my real name held a leather bag with magic medicine in my chest so that it would snap.

    The thin breastplate - like Valtrude - conveys a strong will to never let go, although it cannot be crushed.

    "... I see. Sure, maybe you should come over here."

    When Yut is right, Valtrude nods.

    Afterwards, we proceeded with administrative talks, such as the arrangements for the next due date, and quickly received a time limit.

    "But is it God..."

    A sighing true name repulses earlier words. Even for her to put herself in a mysterious world, it''s a fairy tale area.

    On second thought, even Yut''s abilities are sufficiently divine. What the hell am I supposed to do, such as welcome such a awe-inspiring being?

    Besides, I don''t know what kind of God there is, but there will be many of its followers. How do they feel?

    "Wherever you are, Sempai seems the same"

    "Huh? What?

    "Nothing"

    The voice was as usual, but his real name had a rare and clear smile.

 188 2. Challenging restaurants

    If you found out you were worried or sympathetic about your own plight from a distant blue water star, the Temple officials in Falve would have shaken their heads silently and responded with a powerless smile.

    I mean, I don''t have the energy to thank it, or the energy to rebel.

    The first notification from the Count of Istas to the temple officials in the territory was a shocking but cloud-grabbing story of the imminent descent of the minute divine body (Avatar) of Zeras, the god of knowledge.

    The Temple of Zeras became a noise like a hive, but in other temples - although a storm of solemn discipline of course blew - there were other human resources parts.

    Anyway, the gods are actually in heaven and staring at the world.

    I don''t observe every detail, but if you live shamelessly with it, you don''t have to panic.

    That wind direction changed with the next circular. Since the story came out that the Truss-Sink God, along with the Zeras God, will also descend in a month.

    Zeras God wasn''t the only one, which also meant that we wouldn''t know until the day which other divinity would come.

    In some cases deadlines were further delimited, and their impact was extended externally.

    Even though the gods will be watching from time to time, it is not a story if minute gods are to come down. The spirit of the temple officials was strained in an attempt to show some good, and the general population was also asked for help in cleaning and repairing the facilities and trying to keep them clean.

    However, information that minute deities descend is forbidden out of mouth, also to avoid confusion.

    As a result, in each temple it became like a person''s take on each other, and Yut himself began and ended up embarking on mediation.

    "But a brave man deserves it."

    "I think the gods of this world are too light on footwork. I don''t know the rest of the world."

    There were also such conversations between visitors, but schedules were made up to the scheduled date, and lateral connections were made to work with each other in the temple to try to resolve them.

    It could be said to be a credit for the injury, and it was also the result of the cooperation that the Temples of Truss-Sink in Arusia and Hellenonian in Valtrude took the initiative.

    As a matter of fact, only due dates were specified, and it is an unknown realm at which time, where and how it appears in Falv, but preparations are steadily under way.

    The inhabitants of Falve, who, despite being a party, are furthest from its hardships, may not have been a certain grassland species (Magner).

    The girlfriend - the red-haired meadow race named Ritna, who became a guest of the Count''s family - had become a regular in one of the stores that had recently opened in Falve.

    Is it more accurate that you''re immersed than that?

    The shop was called the Oriental Dining Room.

    It is a shop that is also under discussion among the inhabitants of Falve.

    Well said and unusual. If you say it without clothes on your teeth, as a store that serves gettestuff.

    "I think the combination of Aji, Shoga and Shoyu should be exclusive to the Atashi after spreading this flavor around the world."

    Even though, she opens her eyes round and wide, and the hairy girl admires it that way. Sashimi platter that has to be expensive due to its high cost.

    Ritna that cleverly transports it to her mouth with chopsticks and matches it with a white, dry wine - you can''t brew sake yet -. That look, to put it bluntly. But the refreshing fruitiness of ripe wines goes well together.

    You can call it bliss. No, I have to say.

    For that matter, I''ll put up the price, but my daily wage - essentially a penny - doesn''t hurt her with 10 gold coins. If I saw that sight, would Larsia laugh or cry?

    Maybe I''ll be impressed with paying the right price.

    "Akane told me to put it out, but it''s about Ritna who gets the order."

    For some reason, Kagra, a dragon man (Draconut) witch who has become a general in the stream, now wears a cooking outfit rather than a witch outfit and sighs with her basin in her chest.

    I don''t even notice a male customer glancing at the side of it. Or don''t you care from the start?

    The Oriental Dining Room is an experimental restaurant that Acorn put out to Falve to spread Japanese food.

    The shop itself is as stone built as any other building in Falve, but lined with wooden tables and chairs, space is not large but even tatami seating is available.

    It''s like a time play cook.

    That rarity could not have prevented the meadow species from eating up.

    However, Acorn did not leave the store with Dada or insanity at a busy time when it was also likely to leave Vermilio''s store in Falve.

    Profits are out-of-the-box and are aimed at investigating what flavors are preferred and penetrating Japanese-style flavoring.

    Fixed meals in affordable noodles, such as udon and buckwheat noodles, without stewing vegetables, fish or the like with white rice as the staple. Plus, hamburgers and fried food with lowered hurdles are also on the menu. Although fries only belong to fish because they are fed with soy sauce rather than sauce.

    "Kagra, give me an assortment of fried food"

    "This is two hamburgers."

    "I''ll make rice."

    "You can eat well, that. I can''t smell it."

    "Fuck you. If you chew properly, it''s sweet, and more importantly, it''s a set of rice and hamburgers."

    "Yes, please wait a moment"

    Fried food is an assortment of fries focused on white fish. When soy sauce is applied to hot clothes fried in tease with beautiful oil, that alone stimulates my appetite.

    Hamburg is also a development form of what we made when we welcomed Prince Alsace. Not many beef are available due to the high difficulty of obtaining them, but they are quite a popular menu.

    Both, manual labor had garnered considerable support from the main dwarves.

    After Acorn gives basic culinary instruction, he cuts up shops with dragon men who have migrated from Li Kutua, but he doesn''t have to go around without Kagra.

    I cut up a conversation with Ritna and headed back to the kitchen.

    However, it is the meat dishes that have the most orders. The number of pure Japanese foods is about baked fish, but this is simple and uniquely flavored.

    Chopsticks are mostly close to the display and they are also devised to be eaten with forks and spoons, but the stretch is dull.

    "Ugh. Do you really want to eat raw fish?"

    "I told you. Look, if you can''t pay for your bet, I''ll make sure you eat it."

    "And expensive. Are you sure you''re eating this in Master Jia''s hometown?

    "Apparently. If you eat the same person, you may still be a magician."

    "More than that, I want to get lots of daughters-in-law and pay full taxes!

    "It''s not worth it."

    He wasn''t immediately accepted and had great admiration and sweet thoughts, but he never expected to be treated close to a challenge menu or a punitive game.

    Honestly, I don''t feel good about being played, but the order is an order. Plus, whatever motivated you to eat matters.

    Yes, the cagra being taught by the acorn will be fed without one unpleasant face on the surface.

    "Kagra, Kagra"

    There comes another voice from Ritna, Kagra going up to the sitting area, which is becoming her exclusive seat. When Bobcut''s girlfriend does that with cooking clothes, she also feels like she''s transcendent in place and time.

    "Added the sea urchin. And the dried squid."

    To order to drink completely, Kagra breaks up with each other. I''m ordering what I want to eat, but at this time, I guess I care about myself.

    "Today, sashimi is rarely going to sell out. Usually, we and Yut don''t eat the excess as delicious as it seems."

    Exactly, the raw fish seemed to have too high a hurdle. Send a gaze to see something that even Valtrude can''t possibly do, and Exile doesn''t even get his hands on it.

    "Yes, but I wouldn''t recommend it to anyone else," commented Jonah, a tireless food challenger, also with a windy face who found this flavor to be too tense and impossible for normal people.

    The same can be said of the customers of this store.

    Apart from a handful of enthusiasts who liked it as unusual but strange and habitual, most of the men asked for a dish that was easy for her.

    Most importantly, when it comes to Kagra herself, I also seriously contemplated the invitation to light conditions-

    "Sorry, I don''t feel like it"

    - And you''re going to crush it head-on.

    Being a dragon man is not that I''m not happy to be invited regardless. But I can''t help but feel that way without lying.

    At that time, I guess I would have easily mentioned if my brother Zinga had been on the spot who he was saying no to compared to, but unfortunately he is unconscious to himself.

    Instead of lightly flirting, it was a clear no after considering it, so at first it had an evil vibe, but now it fits into a position similar to the greeting of the hour. It''s worse to complain that it rains more during the rainy season.

    "And I have one favor to ask."

    "Please?

    I twist my neck wondering what it is. Again, without realizing that adorable trick is in the spotlight.

    "Actually, I''m gonna have a few friends over here next time."

    "Really?"

    Several meadow species.

    Besides, she and the species of meadows whose hearts would be known.

    There must have been a meadow race in Li Kutua as well, but the cagra that was stuck inside has never interacted much.

    For this reason, we will judge from a handful of samples: Ritna and Larsia¡­.

    "That''s going to be busy."

    But I wonder what that is. What is the reason I bother to tell myself?

    The question was iced down with the following words:

    "That''s when I want to bring you to this store."

    "I see..."

    I am confident in the flavor, but I can''t deny that rarity comes first from cooking methods and ingredients. I guess that was a big win for the new favorite meadow species.

    "Well, I don''t think you need it. Shall I take your seat? Then, if you have any requests, I''ll prepare them in advance."

    It''s a regular request. There''s nothing like this.

    Even if that''s the money out of Larsia......

    "Uh-huh. Instead, you want to rent it out."

    "Are you renting out?

    That is not difficult in itself. Depending on the time of day, it doesn''t mean it''s a thriving store.

    "But it doesn''t have to be rented out... ok"

    Several meadow species. That alone could be a nuisance to other customers. I guess that''s what happened, the dragon witch interpreted.

    "Okay. I''ll talk to Mr. Akane or Mr. Yut."

    "Oh, Mr. Kagra. Mr. Ritna... are you with me?"

    "Grrr."

    "Yeah, I''m drinking delicious alcohol. Yu and you look unusual, don''t you?

    Yes, but the cloudiness came through the hiccups, which are obstinate. When the red-faced kagra turned around, it was Yut there. He was the Great Mage (Arch Mage) who was told that if he sneezed, the Earl Territory would have a fever.

    But now that he''s taken off his uniform and robe, he just looks like a young man who stopped by the dining room on his way home from work.

    "Yeah, because Zhu Yan is selling clothes for men next time."

    Look at the prototype, the blue jacket and slack, with an ambiguous smile. Thanks, I can''t seem to get used to the lighting.

    "Want to drink with me?

    "I don''t drink. And... no, that''s fine."

    I was going to support Larsia when she told me she would keep it on hand with the meaning of surveillance as well, but seeing her live an easy life also makes me want to say one of the sarcasms.

    So Yut clutched his mouth and moved his gaze to Kagra.

    "I stopped by nearby, so anything light?

    "I''ll get it ready now"

    A gorgeous big wheeled flowery smile.

    It''s the same look as usual for Yut, but different for the customers of this store. It is rare, precious, and also makes the hit on the man who made it float stronger.

    For Yut, who has been in worse customer shops in his adventurous days, he didn''t even have to worry about it.

    "Hey, I knew you''d come to me, too."

    "Do it. It''s mine."

    Earlier, at the table where I ordered sashimi as a punishment game, there was somehow a deal going on in an attempt to abandon that great mage.

 189 3. Coming of the Gods (Previous)

    "Speaking of which, what''s a minute god (avatar) after all?

    "... well. You didn''t explain it in particular."

    The day I finally welcomed you.

    Akane, who is alone because she has been traveling to their respective fields in the morning, hits Yut with an even harder question to ask when it was just right.

    "It''s hard to explain when they ask me again..."

    Yut searches for words as he leads them to the office chair and looks at the ceiling.

    Valtrude and Arsia go to the temple, and Exile and Jonah look around the city. Larsia is still in the city looking for the missing Ritna. It appears that Dal-Lukash is underground, either because of the impact of opening the dimensional gate (gate) the other day, or without sending out a terminal.

    For this reason, two childhood friends left a message in a castle fortress under the erasure method. We just have to wait until we actually descend, so we have time.

    But even though we were alone, it just couldn''t be a colorful development.

    "Why do we need minute gods in the first place"

    "Oh, that''s where it comes from"

    Acorn, who was badly behaved and sat on the desk, laughs bitterly, but Yut pretends he didn''t see it.

    "That''s because the gods intervene directly on earth - more precisely, because they restrict their activities outside of heaven."

    "I''m gonna look back on you pretty big time."

    "Oh, that''s because if the gods of good and evil act freely, the demons of Nara (Demons) could also get in the way and there could be a great war. It''s like self-regulation to prevent ruin."

    "I see, somehow I can predict."

    Properly, Acorn is convinced that it made sense to start from the beginning. Seeing how such a childhood friend was, and wondering if it was any more snakefoot, Yut went on to explain.

    "So I made an arrangement called the Blue Covenant (Brewers) and tied it up with a contract. This is also where the name of this world comes from"

    "That''s what I meant. So, what about the minute gods?

    "The way out of that blue covenant."

    Correct your posture and look up at your childhood friend sitting on your desk. I shouldn''t have ever been in a situation like this, but somehow I''m starting to feel like I''m talking to you at school.

    That''s not just because we''re both in uniform. There is no untrained in school life, but I guess that''s why I thought of it.

    "The way out is to show off."

    "Because it is God''s business to divide his power and create the same existence as himself."

    Verga also showed off one end of it, the secret (Sacramento), the minute divine body created by it.

    "That''s, Copyro..."

    "That''s amazing enough too."

    "Yes, it is."

    Engage your gaze and get a lot of grin at the same time. This conversation can only be done by these two. I was realizing that again.

    "It looks like knowledge and consciousness will be shared. Except I can''t wield my original power, so I guess I can think of it as God himself."

    "I see. So we all made a fuss."

    "Yes, yes. Incidentally, the strength of that power is a thousand different. Same as us or better, or just human. On the contrary, there are times when you are wandering off the memory that you are God."

    "So, if you find unforgivable evil, you''re going to reclaim your memory as God, defeat it, and leave the village you helped. I know exactly what you mean."

    I don''t know if it''s a village.

    It''s like a fairy tale situation, but it actually happened. Even the bard (Byrd) sings based on it.

    "And then I wonder if there''s the divine portion of evil God behind a conspiracy for a certain country to turn upside down. You think you''ve been defeated and that God himself can''t move for a while? Well, it''s hearsay because I didn''t do it."

    "I knew it was fantasy."

    "I''m a fantasy."

    Finishing the explanation so far, I can see once again how out of the standard the conduct of my beloved wife Beatrice of Evil, Verga''s mother.

    Because I ignored the covenant and invited the evil god Daxtum, and even made him a child.

    Love is great - and so on, I can''t say lightly.

    That tragedy in the Dal-Lukash spiritual world was also inevitable if you think about it.

    I can''t tell Acorn or anyone.

    "But if you do what you want to do, even if it''s a minute god, the blue covenant will be morphed. Isn''t this the first time you''ve ever set a date like this?"

    Exceptions can be made to the Hellenonian Divine Divine Divine Divine Divinity, which seals a pillar of the Demon Lord.

    "You''ve widened your way out because the brave man asked you to."

    "I don''t deny that that way of looking at it exists"

    Acorn goes down from his desk, listening bitterly to politician-like words.

    "Very well. Thanks."

    And I''ll give you a hand to get out of the way, but that''ll make my chest just Yut''s eye level, and my white skin and beyond will be in my sight.

    I missed my eyes, but Acorn was laughing a lot.

    "That reaction is better, eh?"

    "I don''t know why I''m being bad"

    "That''s because, of course, the brave man is the man"

    "You can''t argue...... Are you from Larsia?

    Opens a well-timed Message (Message) and openly misses the topic. I have no choice. Sometimes it is necessary to escape.

    "I hear they found Mr. Ritna. In the meantime, let Larsia stay with you."

    "It feels like you isolated the child in question."

    "... it''s an emergency right now"

    After grabbing Yut''s face, which remains out of sight, he turns to himself, Acorn mouths words like halfway between doubt and stupidity.

    "But I wonder when it''s really coming. I''m cooking just in case, but I didn''t know if I needed it in the first place..."

    "I''m sorry"

    Alcohols were brought from Earth, but the food doesn''t either. It wasn''t until recently that I realized that I might have been pleased just to prepare a large amount of cans.

    And the schematic that you can''t even welcome it with an Arussian divine spell, and that the burden of acorns has increased again.

    "Nothing. That''s good, but is it coming down from the sky after all?

    "It''s likely that you''ll be there when you realize it, but I still don''t get it. For once, I try to tell all the guards what the Zeras and Truss-Sink gods are all about, and have them report it when they find it."

    That''s why Exile and Jonah are looking around.

    "Really, God only knows."

    I invited Zeras God to Falve as a reward. Mouth the same dialogue as when you described it, Yut brought it to the back of the chair again.

    Around that time, there was a strange quadruple at the entrance to the city of Falve. They are in line for the city entry process, but I was not sure how related they were to each other.

    Are you a guardian or father? A man with a rough, rough body catches his eye first. The man of the body, unlikely to be just a peasant, is then not wearing armor unless he is wearing iron or steel. He may be one of the faithful who celebrated the fight of hand-to-hand karate, called the monk (Monk).

    Sure, he looks like a trainer, but a soft smile neutralizes it. Looks like you''re taking good care of the kid you''re taking with you, too.

    The child was one man and one woman at a time, who seemed to rarely see the queue, the streets of Falve visible beyond it, and the carriage railroad that operated, holding hands as to whether they were brothers and sisters.

    The last one is a woman, but too young to say the mothers of her children. Beautifully wavy blonde hair is bowed together, wearing a plain but well-tailored tunic and long skirt.

    Unlike the kids, she was glancing at them to eat in the books she had gotten without paying attention around. The only other move is to fix the position of the glasses from time to time.

    It was such a foursome, but the guards invited him into the city without any particular doubt. The characteristics of the children to report were also in my mind, but somehow they were close to bare hands.

    "Here''s the rumor, Falve."

    "... if it was another city, a good laugh"

    "If that happens, there will be a lot of people in need."

    The woman with glasses answers sarcastically to what a man like a monk said, just as the book seems to have gone somewhere. But the man doesn''t care at all.

    They proceeded with ease to the city and stopped in front of the junction drawn with silver powder.

    "Have you eliminated the walls and replaced the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion? That''s quite an adventurous creation!

    "Huh. That Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion is a blessing for this one."

    "... half is the power of Helenonia"

    "It''s a fine thing."

    All humans who visit Falve for the first time stop at this border. So I''m not making an evil stand out, but I can''t help staying here forever.

    "Regra, Liya. It''s time to move on."

    A blonde boy urged him to lead two adults. We both nod, but if anyone had listened to the call, they might have given us a slightly surprising look.

    Riya on Regra. It was all in the name of God.

    Regra, who presides over power and protects the act of challenge, and Liya, a goddess of art. It is rare to borrow your name, although it may be named after a great man of the past.

    And more rarely, their names were not borrowed, etc.

    Regra, god of power, and Riya, god of art. It''s a god for that matter.

    "Whew, you. Can''t you tell this guy anything?

    "You don''t have to say anything, you''re gonna follow me, right?

    "Not a sloppy person at all."

    For the conversation of the children, too old an interaction. Is it an illusion of the eyes? Strangely enough, two amiable couples look older too.

    However, such discomfort was undone by a greater anomaly.

    That moment when the odd quartet crossed the Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion and stepped into the city of Falve.

    Suddenly, there was light.

    If you overlooked the city of Falve from the sky, you would have been able to witness the sight of the warm light spreading from the point where they were in circles, becoming hemispherical and covering the entire city beautifully.

    At the same time, I hear a sweet, just that, dream-comfortable scent drifting around me, a tone worthy of calling it the examination of heaven.

    It was a reproduction of Valtrude and Alcia when they used the Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion.

    "What the hell is this?

    "Hmm. I didn''t assume this."

    "... the god of knowledge, didn''t you even anticipate?

    "It''s a common misconception. Impossible, such as all-knowing"

    "But you''re in trouble. If this is such a commotion, you''ll soon find it."

    However, I could also say that this miracle made their presence less noticeable. The gods dispersed in the crowd, naturally, know the cause of this situation, unlike the people who come and go.

    "The Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion is being strengthened."

    "The question is, is it because the minute body touched all four, or does it have to be these four pillars? What about three pillars in two pillars? I''d like to do an experiment."

    "... I don''t care"

    "Either way, this one agrees with Riya."

    "Neither do I."

    "I have no choice."

    Here''s a boy shrugging his shoulders, trying to give way.

    Because I guess there are other things that inspire the curiosity of Zeras, the god of knowledge.

    The holidays of the gods had just begun.

 190 4. Coming of the Gods (Medium)

    "It''s a clean city, though I knew it"

    "Knowing is a big difference."

    "Exactly. It is important to spread the word. Because you are like this, especially"

    Knowledge God justifies his own actions, as if he were also making excuses. They had some hindsight.

    "That''s just as powerful as the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil minister exclusion..."

    "... the power of man"

    "No, it''s also your protection."

    A blonde boy speaks to the Divine Queen with a look he seems to be only a little good at.

    "Of course, it''s human wisdom that divided the sewers, and it''s a premise that there''s a river flowing by with abundant water. But there are magic spells involved in treating that sewage."

    "¡­ there is truss-sink protection in the treatment of sewage"

    "It''s a fine role."

    "Interpretation, power is power. I hope it helps."

    Truss-Sink is generally a god who tends to have a horrible impression of conducting death and sorcery, but his fruit was also a merciful divinity.

    "If you''re clean, you''ll have fewer sick people."

    "There are many treatment centers, and at the heart of them is the Temple of Truss-Sink. It''s self-evident whose protection life is now built on."

    "... I''m proud of you"

    "Because I''m a proud wife"

    A very rare sight of the curse of God, but it would have been fortunate not to have touched the eyes of the priests. If they show you the human cruelty of the profound and harsh gods, you must not know how to react and be good.

    Of course, there''s no way the gods would have considered such a situation.

    However, I guess it hasn''t gotten any attention since entering the city despite the noticeable population, because some force is working. In other words, the peace of mind of the priests was preserved also by the gods themselves, the cause of it.

    "Nevertheless, overall it''s a stone built and tidy city. The Dwarves will do their best."

    "You''re going to be good at Ducommerce."

    Interestingly, Regra God looks out over the path and streets where the cobblestone was found.

    A monk (monk) trained in the deep mountain valley is smiling as he seems impressed with the city with many people. In fact, the material is luxurious in relation to Yut making stone. Sometimes I don''t build castle walls and get a neat impression.

    The god of knowledge also hammered the praise of the god of such power. He just looked a little nasty when he came up with the name of Dwarf and the patron saint of blacksmiths. There seems to be a lot among the gods as well.

    "... but not playful enough"

    "Is that a necessary element of the city?

    It''s time for a line of gods walking and arguing as they please.

    "What are the pillars built at this constant interval?

    "It''s a lighting called a street light. A sphere that encloses a spell of light, illuminates the city at night."

    "Well, there are tracks and tracks all over town."

    "It connects several cities, mainly this one."

    Hubs and spokes are analogies used at airports, but the tracks extending from the Falv in the heart of Count Istas territory are close to their structure. Most importantly, only between Mainz and Hardenturm operates, and the nearby villages are not yet laid with rails.

    For the Knowledge God, the substitute of tracks is really interesting.

    I understand the logic. I can also understand its usefulness.

    Because what is its willingness to lay it as if to build a path? The hassle, the funds, the resources. Rewrite the map without being reluctant to pay a lot of money.

    The spirit is truly loving.

    "... Legra competed with that carriage."

    "My life will never lose"

    I don''t even know such knowledge God''s emotions, God of the power to rough my nose. If you''re challenged, you have to take it. You have to win. I think I hear a scream from somewhere that it''s okay to be undefeated.

    "Let''s move on from that."

    But for now, they give priority to the sightseeing amusement mountain. In doing so, we arrive at the castle fortress, the heart of the Falve. Challenger Regra''s disease seems to be about to happen again.

    "Oh, shit. I wanted to go to school."

    There are numerous academic establishments that combine the temples of Zeras, the god of knowledge, such as the Vainamarinen School of Magic. Naturally defending it, Zeras God''s curiosity was also suited to the elementary school built by Yut.

    Educate all.

    Those who hold such a philosophy and have carried it out also exist in the past. But the whole territory. And on the contrary, I didn''t expect you to pay to be educated. In the meantime, it''s unprecedented how to handle a spell of science.

    Really, great.

    Knowledge Though God does not know everything about the world, and he is not capable of producing all kinds of wisdom. In other words, to satisfy this divine curiosity, people must be smart and constantly invent new ideas.

    Polyester, for example, that you fibered oil, asked when you first summoned Yut.

    Whether it takes a thousand or two thousand years, the Knowledge God awaits its its development.

    "... I would make it more spectacular. It''s not beautiful enough."

    "You should feel the beauty for it"

    "It''s not too late."

    Regra and Liya.

    Instead of forgiving the two pillars that are opposite poles in a certain sense, Truss-Sink God, rather, oozed.

    "How about remodeling this fortress to Riya''s taste?"

    "... I see"

    He was a voice without discouragement, but his expression was full of motivation. Once again, observe Falve''s fortress while fixing the position of the glasses.

    Fine walls and main entrance.

    If you look at it alone, Regra, it is not a rash to find beauty in practicality, as God says. But it was still not God''s preference for art.

    Also, in this city without walls, this fortress is overwhelming. It''s not balanced.

    So what do we do?

    The answer was, I got out right away. Let the walls and gates be sculpted.

    A relief honoring Hellenonian greatness would make it difficult for the god to complain.

    Strength?

    Before art, dust and mustard are alike.

    And then the shades are plain.

    The city''s buildings are good for stone construction, but equally lack glamour. That can be said to be harmonious, but I want a presence, worthy of the symbol of the city, at any rate.

    Red or gold?

    Or a pure white castle.

    "... inspired"

    "Wouldn''t that make Helenonia angry?

    For once, Zeras God speaks of consideration.

    With that in mind, the goddess of art stops moving as if to think about it.

    The conclusion was immediately drawn.

    "... because it''s just the exterior"

    It was clear that it would not be an absolution mark, but there was not a single pillar of God that would try to make it any more despicable.

    Just a little, time goes back.

    Yut and Akane waiting in the fortress and waiting for that time. Minutes I also finished listening to the description of the divine body, and a relaxed air flows among the visitors who no longer have anything to do.

    "But I''m free. If you''re coming, I wish you''d just come."

    "Sure. I almost finished my job yesterday."

    "That''s serious."

    "You bet. But when you tell me to come, something terrible happens."

    "I can''t believe it''s such an easy flag to understand."

    At that moment, suddenly the light abounds. The concierge, where the two of them are, was also dyed white.

    In addition, despite the windows closed indoors, a cute scent wraps around the body and a strange examination strikes the ear.

    "¡­ Quickly, the flag has been recovered"

    "I''m not happy..."

    Nevertheless, I can''t be blurry forever.

    I don''t know what happened, but I''ve assumed this degree of variation. If you can be sure of your arrival, you are to go on a search at your discretion and be contacted as soon as you discover it.

    "But keep Larsia."

    The indeterminate element of grassland species (magner) is only eliminated. Yut used the Message spell from the scroll and told them he wanted them to wait.

    I don''t have a response, but I just have to think it''s evidence of good health.

    "Let''s take a look around the castle and then we''ll go out looking for the city."

    "Me too?

    "Are you leaving a message?

    "Ah. The phone doesn''t even make sense..."

    Even if it was the right thing to do to stay in the castle fort, then you''ll deal with it alone. I can''t do that. I want to avoid it.

    "Flight"

    Make sure the colour of understanding floats on Acorn''s expression and cast a spell on the two of you to fly in the sky.

    While holding onto her skirt, Yut held her hand to become her empty dweller.

    The two of them jumped outside just when the light from The Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion was about to subside. Seeing the membrane of light covering the city in a hemispheric fashion, the acorn flashes.

    "Aurora? Rainbow?

    "No...... Truss-Sink reacted by touching the Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion? I''ve never heard of that."

    In my current state, I don''t know any more than that.

    Besides, now we should give priority to finding the gods.

    Remove the telescope from the bag of infinite storage and hand it over to a childhood friend who is surprised to fly next door.

    "Use this for me"

    "Primitive..."

    But a spell exists that senses a good being, but the range of effects is narrow. It would be impossible to discover a couple gods somewhere in the city.

    "I''m not around the castle fort...... Then I guess it''s the city entrance."

    "A pair of kids, right?

    "Oh."

    Yut''s response is short.

    The other person is God. There wouldn''t be as much construction as changing his appearance, but at the same time there were no other clues.

    Fly around the city''s exterior while crushing observation of people on the road in a reduced rush.

    The Valtrudes will be searching the same way, and Exile and Jonah should be running around the city.

    But I can''t find it.

    "Recognition inhibited?

    In that case, unless he observes with such certainty, he decides not to have seen it at the unconscious level.

    "Well, how do we find it?"

    "If you can''t find it..."

    Ambush.

    Then where will those two pillars go?

    With that in mind, we go around Farv-specific facilities such as the carriage railway stop, the recently opened Vermilio branch, and the Primary Education Institute, but we have yet to find the figure of the gods of knowledge.

    "And then, I really don''t want to think about it, isn''t it the castle?

    "... right"

    Unfortunately, if I''m right, I misplaced it.

    Unexpectedly fatigued, but I don''t mind if I can find it.

    Return to the fortress with anticipation and anxiety.

    From the sky, with your eyes like plates, you observe...

    "Ouch!"

    There are four of them for some reason, but I can''t afford to care.

    He jumped beneath the Truss-Sink God into the Zeras God he remembered, pulling Acorn''s hand and impetus to crash. I seem to have dropped the telescope along the way, but I don''t have time to set it up.

    "Why, even Master Riya?

    Seeing a pillar in the living gods, the visiting girl shouts her surprise. That was exactly what happened now, on the verge of the goddess of beauty and art adding colour to the fortress of Falve.

    "Dr. Acorn!

    "Riya, you''ve spoken normally."

    At this moment Acorn transcended Yut, which the Great Sage called his master.

    "Are you a teacher..."

    This one pillar and one contact should have been the last prize - in a dream. We''ve probably spoken a lot with each other intentionally...... why is the mentorship tied?

    "I don''t know what..."

    "I feel that Dal-Lukash''s prophecy is accomplishing in some strange direction..."

    Sometimes, however, it has a higher priority than pursuing it.

    Yut set his posture right and turned back to the gods, bowing his head.

    "I couldn''t even pick you up, and I''m sorry for your loss. The others will gather soon, and we will guide you from now on."

    I can tell you out of the blue that I''m not letting you get away with this anymore, but that''s perfectly acceptable. Yes, to the gods, there is no particular problem.

    "Uhm. I''ll take care of it"

    Zeras, the god of knowledge, nods to Eagle Deep on behalf of a line.

    "Except it''s rude today. Let''s not be tough."

    "Ha...... Ha!?"

    That can''t be said and honestly accepted, but Yut gave up his resistance early.

    The eye of the liya god who sees the acorn.

    That''s the same gaze a girl living in the country looks at a transfer student coming from the city. Because it was full of admiration.

 191 5. Coming of the Gods (after)

    "Now let me show you where. If there''s hope, for once, I''ll ask..."

    "There is hope."

    A man with no sound, no signs, and a slight body that has interrupted between Zeras God and Yut. It was only natural, but there was a similar sense of intimidation in Exile.

    "Oops, my brother is Regra. Then you don''t need to introduce yourself."

    "That means, maybe not, you know..."

    "Exactly."

    Regra, God of Power.

    He''s the only one who can''t see the connection between Yut and his people. But I don''t know about the gods'' friendship. Outreach, knowledge Maybe I''m close to God.

    "So, where to"

    "I want something in my stomach."

    "Then..."

    Getting ready at the fortress. Nothing wrong.

    That should have been it.

    "Ask a restaurant that serves rare dishes called Oriental."

    "Why would you do that?"

    Legra, the goddess of death and sorcery who has had a face from behind God. An unexpected noun emerges, and neither does the servant Yut succeed.

    "That''s not, of course, because it''s a god of knowledge. It''s a recommendation from someone I know."

    "I know him..."

    At this moment, there was a sound in Yut''s head of the puzzle pieces fitting tightly. At the same time, Larsia''s face comes to mind. If you look up at the sky, it''s going to float in this blue sky.

    "... I understand. Zhuyin, I''m sorry, but I need you to see what you can get out of here right away, and rendezvous with Mr. Kagra."

    At the same time, he handed an infinitely stored bag to his childhood friend.

    "Dr. Acorn."

    "Ah. Because I''ll meet you with my notebook"

    When he waved the Riya God as if to abandon the child, Acorn rushed to a glance.

    So I guess I went outside the scope of the effects of recognition inhibition and suddenly appeared beside me. Guards guarding the main entrance of the fortress round their eyes, but they don''t have time to explain.

    "... I don''t care about the meal"

    "Gastronomy is an art."

    Come on, let''s go.

    "I''m looking forward to it."

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage), entrusted with the role of leading the four pillars of the gods. I don''t even know what to tell you. At times like this, Vainamarinen''s sideliness makes me jealous, but it was nothing but nothing.

    "In the meantime, I''ll call my people in Messages."

    After you say no, contact your colleagues for discovery and rendezvous.

    What misery will ensue after this? I never wanted to imagine.

    Kagra was now experiencing exactly what Ritna meant when she wanted to rent out the Oriental.

    Since there are many grassland species (magners) gathering, I thought it would be noisy and cause trouble for another guest, but it wasn''t.

    Digit off along with the type, quantity, and the number of dishes ordered.

    Probably, I had to keep making the quantity that would serve dozens of people, and Kagra worked through it without the women inside coming to help or the vacation time. I didn''t count on it, but it hurts that I couldn''t get acorn help because I have errands I can''t take off.

    Still, the women from Li Kutua were diligent.

    As Acorn taught, after grinding rice thoroughly, let it absorb water with clean water mixed with honey. The feast begins after noon with an ambiguous designation, but by that time the calculations are made to steam up and set fire to the tears.

    In the meantime, prepare the vegetables.

    Prepare a mixed ground meat for the hamburger and mix the connections to make the patties.

    I can''t even take the fried food off. I prepared my clothes and gave Tane a look.

    These are freshly fried freshly baked. The timing must be weighed and completed. It''s the same sashimi that Ritna loves so much.

    In addition, dumplings and shumai are also prototyped as appetizers as well as mains this time. Soy sauce is going to be great.

    If Yut were here, he''d have pointed out, "It''s not Japanese already," but unfortunately that''s not going to happen.

    Kagra, who was overseeing the women in the running down, nodded satisfactorily and moved to Kamado.

    This is just the climax right now.

    Stewed duck and vegetables. As soup, pork juice with plenty of vegetables, etc.

    Priority is given to Japanese-style flavoring rather than matching the area around Falve. It''s a request from Ritna, though there are some parts that worry me, and I''m confident.

    Then only respond to it.

    Dragon Man (Dragon Newt) women who see the look on Kagra''s face to taste. While conscious of its gaze, kagras with cooked clothes undergo rigorous scrutiny.

    That is, smile like a flower.

    "It''s just that."

    "Thank you"

    The Oriental kitchen is colored with an equally gorgeous and accomplished smile.

    For this minute, there should be no problem getting ready.

    Yes. That would be a pleasure...

    "Nevertheless, I wonder how many great eaters Mr. Ritna''s friends have"

    I think of the girl from the meadow race who has already come to the store to do a cup and Larsia, who has been after her.

    We''re both better off eating from that body, but I don''t think we can consume them all even if they multiply.

    Or is it the meadow pedigree flushing to entertain in an inedible amount?

    But I can''t help thinking about it.

    Now all I had to do was do what I had to do.

    I can hear people coming into the store and talking in Kagra''s ears, who have renewed their determination. Apparently, Ritna''s friend (...) has arrived.

    "Ooh. You''re late."

    "I was touring the city first."

    "Well, Atashi took the carriage railroad, and he went to other cities,"

    When Kagra went out to the store to greet and confirm, Ritna was about to talk to a tall monk man more than twice as close to her.

    For some reason Larsia is surprised to find herself relieved as her soul has fallen out, an unexpected figure advances in front of her.

    "Master Yut?

    "I''m sorry, Mr. Kagra"

    Kagra twisted her neck to Yut, who somehow apologizes to the meetup.

    What are you angry about? Could there be more people? Or who among the visitors beyond him is not left alone by the meadow race?

    "I brought everyone"

    There, the Albino girl appears in Teleportation. It seemed like it would have been nice to get there first, but apparently they were retrieving the Valtrudes.

    Even the crimson eyelids can tell the divinity.

    Alcia hurries down on both knees and apologizes for her disrespect. The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) also followed suit, naturally.

    "Sorry I''m late"

    Don''t worry about it.

    "That''s not how it works."

    "I told Heavenly Grass Brave, but I''m being rude today."

    A couple gods who wave flirtatiously and say to both of them that it''s rather annoying. Keep moving to the seat you made by collecting tables in the center of the store.

    It''s too natural for anyone to speak up.

    It''s been a while, you psychic girl.

    "Ugh..."

    Albino girl rushing to hide behind a rock giant (Jarloot), forced by the God of Power. I don''t know what happened, and Exile doesn''t know who he''s dealing with. But the option of pulling did not exist any more than Jonah asked for help.

    "Hmm..."

    Two eyes gleam suspiciously in front of a strong enemy.

    There, no hostility, no hatred.

    Just interest and understanding. There was sympathy between the powerful.

    "The challenge, take it and stand."

    That moment when tension reached its climax.

    "... just sit down"

    Surprisingly, it was the goddess of beauty and art, Lilya, who controlled that battle. He grabbed his collar neck and halfway defeated the Regra gods, dragging them straight under the Zeras gods.

    "Wow, it''s definitely nothing."

    "Ugh..."

    From all over Exile, a sweat erupted at once.

    I didn''t mean to run away or lose. But if they ask me if I could have won, I just have to keep my mouth shut.

    "Yut, who is that?

    "God of power, the one who protects the challenger - Regra, God''s share of the gods."

    "Be reasonable."

    "I just don''t know how you knew about Yona"

    That was the word I asked Jonah to explain. Grab the girl''s collar neck trying to escape and pull it up to the height of her gaze.

    "I''m in a dream"

    I guessed the situation with that explanation with few words. Slowly, put the Albino girl back on the ground.

    Jonah''s devotion to destructive power cannot be said to be a follower of power if he changes his view. I guess she was summoned by the God of Power, just as Yut had the invitation of the God of Knowledge and Acorn of Art.

    "Did they say they didn''t want it twice in a row, and they mean it over there?"

    "''Cause. Something, uh-- it was hot and painful"

    ''Cause I''m not following you, even if I rephrase.''

    To Yut''s pointing out - I guess he had a consciousness - he turns sideways steadily like a shin. He seems to be doing his sister in school, but as always in front of the Yuts.

    How loving that is.

    "Yes, sir. It''s Atashi''s treat today, so everybody sit down and sit down."

    Soon Ritna, who had moved to the upper seat, set out to clean things up.

    "Larsia-kun''s friend sits over there. Kagra, please cook. And alcohol."

    "Yes, sir"

    Kagra, who stood on the spot, returns to the kitchen as she was played.

    I don''t know what God was saying, but I''m sure you heard wrong. Must be.

    "By the way, why..."

    Valtroude, dressed in her own costume of magical silver (miserable) armor, opens her mouth with hesitation to the decree not to say yes or no.

    Minutes Why is Ritna compartmentalized as the divine bodies line up? In the first place, why did she rent out this store?

    "Huh? Still don''t get it?

    With Niyaniya. With the face of doing it, she tangles her habitual hair in her fingers.

    "Shit. Shit."

    I mean, okay. Human beings tell me to explain.

    "Val, don''t be surprised, okay?

    A warning to her fianc¨¦e that Yut, who formed in the last seat, not out of a spirit of humility, had no choice but to say. No, send it to my people.

    "That one, Tyrone. The Creator of the meadow race, for that matter, is a god."

    for dozens of seconds before Yut''s words penetrated. Silence rules the Oriental House.

    The voice from the busy moving kitchen is also far away.

    "Hey, what?!?"

    Momentum to accidentally knock down the chair caused Valtrude to rise. If the speaker isn''t him, he''s just finding it a boring joke.

    Meanwhile, is Jonah not sure? Or, I don''t care. I don''t have a particular reaction. The two remaining Arcias and Exiles still had no comment that the stunning for this year was already sold out.

    "I told you I was going to visit this city, but when hasn''t anyone made a commitment? And call me Ritna, as always."

    "In the first place, the Zeras God was the only one I invited."

    "You can''t even stand a door in God''s mouth."

    Speaking words that relinquished responsibility, the Knowledge God held the shoulders of the Truss-Sink God sitting next to him. The goddess of death and sorcery joyfully buries her face on the chest plate¡­ as she realizes something, she teaches the destined.

    "Life is short. See, the young people there don''t hesitate either."

    "That''s how you get the spark..."

    Hold on to Jonah''s glittering head, and Yut wanted to hold his own as well. What is this? I don''t know why.

    "I see..."

    Did you finally swallow the situation? The Holy Virgin of Helenonia takes her seat with her chair back.

    "So, that''s what happened to Larsia"

    Larsia''s body in the sitting area moved tightly. It''s like a fish rising to land on the verge of despair.

 192 6. Feast of Chaos

    "I''m not convinced. - Mmm!

    "Huh? Something wrong?

    Suddenly the loud voice emanating from the resurrected Larsia, with the cagra brought with the stew in a bowl, raises a bewildered voice.

    I stood up and wondered if it would be good to carry the food like this.

    "Oh, because it''s about this way"

    Yut gets up and helps her quickly. A hug is likely to be a vessel. Something must be dangerous.

    "No, no. Master Yut is a customer."

    "Well, the details are fine"

    An act composed entirely of good will, without any shards of the lower heart. Couldn''t resist it, the Dragon Man (Dragon Newt) witch gave herself up to the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    - Even so, to the extent that they would help me with the meal, Kagra was fully filled with it. Though thoughts were poised for the day after tomorrow, saying it was the first time I had worked with friends helping each other.

    "Well, Larsia. Let''s just have a drink."

    "Teng Himself says something nostalgic!? Val, can''t you control it with legal thumbing?

    Larsia jumped out of the sitting area with an arrowy momentum, stuffed by a diocesan knight (paladin) staring at Yut and Kagra with a subtle expression, but was just silently shook in the head.

    Yut opens his mouth instead as he places the simmer he received from Kagra - which looks quite delicious - on the central table.

    "It''s a very ''lovely encounter'' with the Divine Minutes (Avatar) you worship, isn''t it? That''s what I''m saying."

    "Oh no."

    I can''t tell Yut how many words I''m talking, but I conveyed my feelings.

    Yes, there is nothing we can do.

    "I just have to drink now......"

    That''s what I''m saying.

    Larsia makes beer made by Dwarves with high alcohol precision at once. Because of the common sense of Yut and Akane (...) that beer is a cold thing, Oriental stores offer something chilled in an ice fridge.

    For this reason, first taste the throat that feels even sober. Go on, not enough to get drunk, but the alcohol rushed all over my body and my cheeks got hot.

    Not everything can be washed away with that, but I also feel like it''s blown out of something. I don''t know if it''s my fault.

    "What a dish I''ve never seen before."

    "Well, it''s totally rude from here on out"

    The proclamation of the Knowledge God begins the feast on the collapse.

    "Kagra, you''ve never seen this before, have you?

    "Yes. Mr. Acorn taught me how to cook, it''s a dish called baking. Eat with soy sauce."

    "Hmm. Shoemai."

    The dragon women carry in one dish after another, such as fries and pork juice, but Ritna''s eyes nail to the bakery, which is placed every time because she knitted with bamboo.

    Still turning up the hot air. Grabbing it cleverly, she releases it into her mouth.

    The texture of the moist skin continued with a coarse hiccup tooth and the juicy taste spread through my mouth. The delicious flavors of soy sauce mix there, and Ritna, who was just smiling, swings even more.

    "... not bad"

    The goddess of art, who said she didn''t care about eating, also gives her utmost praise.

    Is it God''s power to use the chopsticks you should see for the first time? Yut has impressed me in strange places, but I can''t even confirm it.

    "From what I''ve seen, it looks like it''s just fried..."

    "We''re gonna have a cold beer together."

    Something like half-heartedness, but Legra God, soaked with soy sauce enough that Azifried clothes soak up, opens his mouth wide and puts about 80% of it in his mouth.

    "Ho."

    Naturally, the appearance of fat-roaded magpies. I guess the oil is good, the soy sauce that the fried clothes are fried on seems too much

    so it hissed, but the intensity of its flavor was in the middle of Regra God''s preference.

    taste the fu, pouring beer all the way in, following the Advice of Tyrone - now, Ritna or -.

    "Uh-oh!

    Moment after moment, the God of Power roared.

    Not a problem with Larsia''s voice or anything like that earlier, just screaming.

    "You''re supreme, you''re excellent. It is a sin to have had this monopoly."

    "That''s why you invited everyone."

    Apparently, Japanese food is well received by the gods as well. I don''t know what kind of diet you usually eat, but I guess there are fewer taboos and more tolerance than normal people.

    Nevertheless, Regra God, who had a feeling that he had accomplished in just a machine where he put fried food in his mouth and poured beer into it, was unusual.

    "Mm?"

    "Monopolies don''t bother."

    The chopsticks of Regra God and the forks of Exile confront each other on a plate.

    "Old man...... Why are you working with God..."

    Yut holds his head, having no chopsticks at all and no way to escape to booze. Look at Valtrude, but just puzzled face. That had something going on in my chest, but it doesn''t contribute to solving the problem.

    Speaking of Arcia, she looked after the dishes worthwhile, such as splitting them into Truss-Sink gods. It''s a natural role, but I think it''s sloppy.

    "A man has something to give way to"

    "Exactly."

    "We''re gonna have kids, and we''re gonna grow up!

    But I don''t get outfield voices.

    One person and one column pull chopsticks and forks at the same time. The rock giant (Jarloot) then took his personal liquor from the infinitely stored bag.

    "... ho"

    "... um"

    In particular, a clear liquid is poured into the jock with a crisp sound.

    It''s vodka I ordered to have fun with myself when I was dealing with Earth.

    It''s not like drinking on a jock, but naturally, I don''t care about either. In the first place, it''s not even a straight drink.

    Colorless, transparent and doesn''t even smell.

    Tilt that, both of us, at the same time.

    Stimulation of burning alcohol.

    A slight sweetness that I feel after it passes.

    It brought sighs at the same time as when I tipped the glass.

    "This is life itself."

    You know what I mean?

    Apparently, it compares to drinking.

    (Let''s leave it to the old man, let''s do that)

    It is by no means a waiver of responsibility. The right material. Jonah seems happy. Although the question remains as to what to do with Valtrude, who seems to be jealous.

    There, Kagra shows up with the next dish.

    Even in the tragedy of the store, there is a constant smile.

    "Yona, I''m sorry about all the alcoholic dishes. I''ve been making rice balls, so eat this."

    "Even alcohol..."

    "You don''t have to do this."

    Freshly cooked white rice after steaming.

    That''s the grip Kagra grabbed from his hand. The utensils are the tenderloin of the making - although "tenderloin" does not exist in this world - or the pickle.

    "Whoa, rice."

    As with the Divine Queen, the Zeras God, who enjoyed alcohol and meals for a couple while getting Alcia to split up, showed a devouring interest.

    "Rice, what happened?

    "What? I have it."

    To Yut''s question, the Knowledge God answers the question of his adequacy.

    "Double the amount of wheat that is now the staple food around here can be expected to yield. Besides, if you''re in paddy fields, there''s no continuous dysfunction. How much is this!

    Knowledge God does not hesitate to wrap his little hand around the rice balls.

    Not so good quality, but delicious enough with a variety of ideas. I feel sweet if I make it look good, and freshly cooked rice is just delicious.

    Isn''t it well reconciled with the softness of the pickles of the utensils and the sweetness and spiciness of the tenderloin?

    "Yeah. Delicious. Of course, staple foods can''t be switched immediately, but staple foods are produced by the population, and the population by the power of the state -"

    "Look, you."

    "Hmm? Ngu. Yeah. Not bad."

    The stew is transported from the Divine Queen to the mouth where she was presenting her knowledge and switches to chewing applications. The speech was blocked, but it seems satisfactory.

    "Sorry I''m late."

    A feast where God and man drink and compare, and people fool and freely drink and eat from God.

    Of the dishes that were prepared in the kitchen of the castle fortress, what Akane saw, packed in an infinite bag of storage that seemed ready to serve, was a sight like the decentralization of chaos.

    "Sorry. I''m leaving."

    "Dr. Acorn!

    "Doctor... so...?

    "Ah. I already did that..."

    This time, however, the Regra God is intentionally engaged with Exile to change places and drink while having an arm wrestle, and the Zeras and Trus-Sink God are in their own world and have no existence to stop the rampant Riya God.

    And in Valtrude and Alcia, you wouldn''t even think about stopping God if you were afraid.

    "Um, because Zhuyin is also in trouble. Stay calm here."

    "... Mm"

    "Master Riya, I''ll be ready for a moment, stay away"

    "I have no choice."

    Be brave and Yut tried to get in between, but if you want to hear what Acorn has to say, you seem to listen properly. I don''t think I lost it, but I can''t hide my mental fatigue.

    "Mr. Kagra, warm this pan up and let him out"

    "Understood."

    Kagra, who came out of the kitchen early, received the pot of stew he had been making and putting aside for today.

    "Cream stew. Careful, it burns easily."

    That much instruction has been given, Acorn is taken to the Goddess of Beauty and Art. At another table in the store, there will probably be a ''art'' viewing party.

    "Cream stew? I guess it''s not like just stew. But I didn''t expect this to come out one unknown dish after another... We have to go to the ground again. As a god of knowledge."

    "Hmm. That''s a good idea."

    Wisely, Yut returns to his seat after deciding not to ask. Somehow, a vision emerged of the banquet of the gods at the Hot Springs Inn, a prize for Exile, but it disappeared immediately.

    "This stinging tooth feels good"

    "If you think it''s quiet, you''ve been eating it!

    To Jonah, who was chewing the sashimi to taste one dish at a time, Yut reckons his voice is going to be rough by accident, but rather than getting into trouble.

    Nevertheless, how long will this noise last?

    The only two people I could watch were Yut and Valtrude, who looked at each other and looked to heaven at the same time.

    Chaos.

    It is an undifferentiated fragment of the world left behind during the Genesis by the Origins.

    Eventually, everything becomes intertwined, disorganized and representative of being one and the same. Verga, the demigod, also loved chaos and had planned a mix between the Brewers and the Earth.

    In a different way, but the sight in the eyes of the Yuts was chaos itself.

    Who would imagine.

    You can''t even imagine.

    Though it is a minute god (avatar), it is said to have a great noise and banquet in the restaurant where the descended gods have just been formed.

    "No, maybe as gods it''s normal..."

    "I don''t want to think so..."

    Away from the hustle and noise, Yut and Arcia exchange words in a whisper in the corner of the Oriental House. Because of that, I got away from that chaos. You can''t ring like a cuckoo.

    The banquet also plugged to the end, and the air seemed somewhat precipitated and white and colored. Exactly no more food additions, and the pile of dishes eaten all over is somewhat sad. Tiredness and fatigue dominated the place, but the goal was not yet visible, although it was supposed to be the end.

    In the meantime, I had two laptop batteries once, and after fixing them with a spell, I kept talking.

    We should be talking in a whisper in the corner of the store, but I can hear the surrounding conversation inadvertently at a breaking time.

    "... why are same-sex romantic expressions so beautiful and resounding in your chest. I don''t see that."

    "Do you need a woman there? There isn''t, is there? I mean, there''s no impurities."

    Where do people come from and go? In response to questions similar to such questions, Acorn teaches and teaches with some authority like brightness.

    The goddess of art fixed her sliding down glasses and snapped them with her fallen face.

    "... makes sense"

    (I do!?)

    I don''t know - I don''t even want to know - so I don''t know, but I feel different. I feel like it, but that corner was too high a chaos concentration to want to get close.

    Then, I want you to stop looking at this once in a while.

    Yut then turns his attention to the biggest victim.

    "Tyrone God is our biological parent"

    "Yeah, but?

    "That''s your mother. I''m so fond of you, Mom."

    "Uh. But I like Rashia, don''t I?

    "Ugh."

    Forced by the queen of different worlds and whispering love from the race god, that''s the brave warrior of the meadow race. That''s right, the hero who saved the world. Tomorrow, let''s stick with the game until we throw up.

    Yes. That''s about all Yut could do.

    (By the way, how many times does that story go on...)

    Compared to these two groups, the other gods are pretty "better".

    Fully intentional with Exile, Regra God ended up with a sore division compared to drinking, shouldering with one person and one column...... Again, he was drinking.

    I have prepared a large quantity of rare alcohol for this hospitality, so I don''t mind that, but I feel empty when I look at the bottle that goes up in the forest.

    "We must compete in the next Regrax Grand Competition."

    "Can you enjoy that?

    "Of course it is."

    Regrax Grand Competition.

    It''s an overdecorated name, but it''s strange because when it comes out of the mouth of Regra God, it''s not that uncomfortable.

    "What is a Grand Competition?

    Valtrude, who doesn''t really reach for alcohol or meals - to the extent of five servings of refined, regular people - attends in moderation, still listens in a whisper.

    "I, of course, have never seen it before, but I can stage a city called Regrax in the Kingdom of the Chronica, it''s like a sporting event."

    "The specialty is a race on foot that competes for how many times you can go around the city''s outer walls between dawn and sunset. Who gets to the spire best by climbing the outer wall of the tallest tower in the city. And I wonder if there was anything and everything that set the scene around the city."

    "- So. By the way, there are no spells, but they''re allowed to be armed."

    "Wow, thank you for taking the time to explain"

    Zeras God accepts Valtrude''s subtle salutation to eagle. Rude was certainly not a lie.

    Zeras, the god of knowledge, and Truss-Sink, the goddess of death and sorcery, basically drink and eat amicably between the two of us, but occasionally interrupt the conversation, so I can''t get out of my mind.

    However, without it, Yut, it''s not easy to get away from here.

    "Umiyu. I can''t eat anymore..."

    "I don''t suppose you''re awake, this guy"

    Albino girl who put her head on Yut''s lap and traveled to her dream country with a satisfied smile. Kids need time to dream, but there''s nothing more to admire than the nerves that can sleep in this situation.

    No wonder you got away well, but sleeping Jonah is harmless.

    "By the way, you. It''s time for the feast, isn''t it?

    "Right."

    "Huh?"

    Suddenly, a declaration of termination is made.

    In unexpected words, Yut listened back with vegetables.

    "It''s not exactly where it''s going to be a little less."

    "I''m supposed to be a little busy."

    A two-pillared god, who had long regained the majesty of God, smiled glaringly as he tried the apostles.

 193 7. Advances from the Underground

    The city of Falve is overshadowed by the effect of a divine spell called The Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion.

    Hemispheric boundaries, although not entirely, have the effect of preventing the entry of organisms with evil phases.

    So what is the phase of evil?

    It is the immutable nature engraved on the soul of an organism. Those who do not hesitate to kill, take, destroy, offend, or rule others, but rather behave as if they were natural. He who takes evil as his, takes power as his supreme, and steps on others.

    In this Brewers, evil at birth. In other words, there are many species that have evil phases in their souls.

    Subraces with evil phases like Kobold, Goblin, Hobgoblin, Auga and Troll. Dark Elves, also the versus being of the elves, are among the most cunning and feared of the subraces with evil phases.

    Plus, so are acquired immortal monsters (undead) like vampires (vampires).

    Normal humans may see it once or not - and it will be the last time - but the demons (demons) who dwell in Naraya were also the most wicked of creatures.

    But judging you to have an evil phase just because you do harm to a good person is not necessarily equals.

    Rockworm, which caused immense damage to Exile''s hometown. Wolves living in the woods where Yut was to kill creatures for the first time. Some dragons don''t have evil looks like Red Dragons, but don''t hate to brutalize them and harm others because of greed.

    There are numerous organisms that do not possess evil phases but are harmful, although there is no leeway to enumerate them in this way.

    Appearing in people is rare in itself, but such opponents cannot be prevented by the Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion.

    And the site of the black demon''s castle. The same goes for the insects that run beneath it.

    They also consider a person only as a bait or seedling bed for life other than his own, only to eat, kill, take, and offend.

    But the minister is not evil.

    It''s just heterogeneous, you can''t communicate, it''s just impossible to coexist.

    Good and evil have nothing to do with it there. We just have to compete for survival to see which species survives.

    Simple and beyond question - war.

    "Operation Coreyoli, the showdown."

    Deep underground, deep down.

    This is the realm of the unknown.

    One of the bee men (Melissa), the commander, declares before him the insects who live side by side.

    It was a task force digging through the basement from the ruins of the Black Demon''s castle to Falv until the beginning. It turned into a large force of insecticians who would invade Falv - whose name I don''t know -.

    To appetite, to fertility, the insects thump their jaws, rubbing their wings together.

    Quiet frenzy.

    Cold passion.

    As instincts go, they eat, kill, take, and offend.

    "Conquest Kuzo"

    At the beginning, a bunch of bee humans. Stick a needle into a giant earthworm (mite) or slug (Namekuji), which cannot exist in the ground world, and freely control its movement.

    Even the major works that allowed it to pass through this tunnel played a central role.

    Giggle, giggle, giggle.

    A group of anthropomorphic (Murmidon) is followed by bee humans. upright black ants marching as neatly as Yunxia.

    The anthropomorphic species Murmidon Worker is one of the most numerous species among insecticides, that is, the dominant one. High in collective consciousness, they are not afraid of individual loss - death. A soldier who performs his orders without any doubt and acts in the interests of the whole.

    Murmidon Soldier, the anthropomorphic warrior species that led it, was also involved in numerous battles with the anthropomorphic noble species Murmidon Noble.

    There are not many scorpion humans (Scorpios) or giant roaches (Panagyas), but they are all a thousand strong ones.

    Scorpion Human Martial Arts and Linked Attacks with Poison Needles. Huge roach sickle and ability to fly.

    None of them can be fat with half-breed knights or adventurers.

    That large army is finally about to show up on the ground.

    Huge earthworms manipulated by leading bee humans.

    If they ate, drained, crushed the sewers and broke the cobblestone that covered the city, with only a few remaining earthly masses, it would become a reality.

    But the march of the worms stopped abruptly.

    Ant human labor species keep order and stop marching, but insects with more judgment move their jaws and wings at unexpected events or try to fly around on their own to figure things out.

    I understand the anxiety, but I can''t explain it to the bee people ahead of me.

    "Nazeda Naze Tip Hejin Manu"

    It''s not like giant earthworms don''t listen. I just simply can''t move on.

    It''s like being blocked by an invisible wall.

    "detour shimashitaga same jides"

    Upon hearing the report of his men, the bee human commander was compelled to make a decision.

    Do you want to attack this invisible wall and just keep going?

    Alternatively, return to the ground from another point and resume the march, albeit in danger of appearing.

    "Back to Luzo"

    Conclude decisively and inform the entire army. You should have described it as an English break - but it never came to fruition.

    The Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion rejects the intrusion of organisms with evil phases.

    Therefore, the insects cannot be prevented.

    That was supposed to happen.

    Until a few hours ago, you were right.

    Neither the insects nor the Yuts knew, but the Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion, which covers the Falv, evolved to make the city a barrier against the entry of anything harmful (...) to the people of this city.

    I don''t know if the gods, starting with Zeras, the god of knowledge, were after this.

    But it was never by chance that the day of their appointed coming and the invasion of the insects overlapped.

    "Kono Sound Hananda"

    An army of solemnly retreating insecticians, who will be dissatisfied with frustrating noses.

    The sensors conveyed ominous noises. At the same time, shaking tremors underfoot.

    Underground tunnels served by giant earthworms and consolidated by anthropogenic labor species. There can be no defects in the creatures made by insects living underground.

    Nonetheless, there is a stinging crack and the earth mass falls.

    "What''s up, Da?"

    "Water ga!

    You mean the groundwater leaked out of somewhere? Impossible. It can''t be such a preliminary mistake.

    Yes. It can''t be a mistake.

    From the Lady River, which flows near the Falve, there can be no water flowing into this underground tunnel.

    But it''s real.

    Better than ancient times, isn''t it decided?

    Whoever buys God''s wrath will be pushed away by the flood.

    - It just happened underground.

    Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, said that plainly, pointing carelessly underfoot.

    "Oh my God..."

    "My goddess..."

    "Insect Man..."

    I see that''s what the Golden Dragon fought against, and Yut hits his knee.

    If you think about it, there were signs. But the invaders from the basement couldn''t be sure, so they went around the back.

    I don''t even feel afraid of the gods, I just regret it.

    However, it was unfortunate that no damage had to be done.

    "Oh, you should bring the dirt out when it''s all over. ''Cause it''s full of nourishing soil."

    "When it''s over?

    The words of the ensuing Zeras God are accidentally repeated in parrots.

    "You think it''s not over yet?

    "The main unit is alive and well."

    Zeras God said as if it were nothing, pinching the tightening sweet object - the white ball dough black honey style made by Acorn.

    "Hundreds of newspapers are only at first sight. - Knowledge, isn''t it what God says?"

    Ringing his fingers, the footage floats on a table lined with empty plates.

    What was reflected in the phantom was the site of the castle of the black demon. There was a tower built there that was supposed to be nothing. However, it is too vivid for a tower.

    It was a strange object like combining a hive on an anthill.

    "... ugly"

    Riya, the goddess of beauty and art who left under the acorn, is reputed abominably badly. I just want to fully agree with that, but I can''t just do that.

    "Val, Mr. Arcia"

    "Oh."

    "I know."

    Instantly take a seat and switch consciousness. I haven''t even met him yet, but I won''t forgive him if he''s gonna get his hands on me.

    "Okay, let''s clear up the puff!

    "Go."

    That''s the same for my people.

    It doesn''t make you feel drunk or tired, it''s really reliable.

    "... bad, wake up, Jonah"

    "Ugh..."

    "You can release as many psychic powers as you like."

    "All right, I''ll do it."

    Jonah, too, was instantly resurrected after hearing a sweet whisper.

    "Bye. Zhu Yin, I''m coming"

    "Yeah. Be careful."

    Smile to reassure your worried childhood friend and activate Moment Move (Teleport), a seven-page cleavage from the spell document.

    Say hello to the Zeras.

    "... but"

    Faster than Acorn raised his voice of protest, the Yuts disappeared from the Oriental House.

    "Now we are free."

    "Where else should we go"

    "In the meantime, we have to go check on the temple."

    "Huh? Huh?

    "No, it''s funny that Rashia-kun the Atashi created the" Crystal Iron Castle "in the neighborhood."

    "... wait. I want to do something about the theater I plan to build in this city."

    To the gods who mouth their hopes one after the other, Acorn smiles dry.

    "This is easier for the braves..."

    No one answered the crush.

 194 8. Beginning of the annihilation war

    The site of the castle of the black demon. The evil end of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), which returns the world to nothing.

    The sun is about to set and the orange sunset dominates the world. Day and night borders. Evil Hour.

    Appeared there, too heterogeneous. What kind of material is it made of? Whatever the material is, can it hold a huge mass so far?

    A giant tower that just overwhelms the beholder.

    It was a building as if trying to challenge heaven and stand alongside God.

    The base is so thick that it completely fills the enclosure where the black demon''s castle was present. From there, several towers rise, leaning together to make up a single tower.

    Also, there are a number of hexagonal holes as if they were hives, from which they enter and exit - i.e. they seem to carry out an invasion.

    Exactly, an insectician fortress.

    "When did they build this?"

    In Momentary Travel (Teleport), Yuut stepped down at the foot where he could see its insectician fortress. The twinkle has a stronger tone of inspiration than an abomination.

    "I''m not sure who they are, but they''re after Falve. Get what you deserve."

    "Perhaps Godlan - that golden dragon boy defeated something like their advance party"

    Three Yut, Valtrude and Arsia had received brief lectures on insecticians from Zeras, the god of knowledge. But even in front of their fortress, I can''t feel a single shard of fear.

    It was just an external enemy that threatened safety and tranquility.

    Technically, this is the direct jurisdiction of the royal family and not the territory of the Earl of Istas. In addition, it is an abandoned land with no people.

    That''s why you can''t be allowed to do this on your own. You can''t forgive me.

    If you leave it like this, your own territory is natural. There will be aggression against neighboring territories and other countries. There is no reason for insecticians to consider boundaries drawn by humans on earth, etc.

    "If it''s Godlan''s vendetta, we have to do it"

    "Kukuku. I''m starving for blood tonight."

    "Godlan''s not dead, and it''s not night."

    An exile that rarely appears to have turned to the restraining side, but with a firmly anchored spike flail on both hands, the usual dragon scale (Dragon Skyle) armor did not make it, but floats a large shield with an autonomous defensive demonization.

    Everyone and he were motivated.

    "Flight"

    You can''t fly on your own, with a spell of flight on Valtrude and fellow non-Yonas, but only Yut lacked glory in his expression.

    "I''m sorry, but think I''m not very helpful today"

    I go on and grant an auxiliary spell, while I say that.

    "What''s that? You mean you can do chores like this on your own?

    "Larsia and Yona are the only tough ones."

    "Uh. But, Yona, shall we do our best?

    "Good luck, Larsia"

    "Hey, Yona''s coming off the ladder!?"

    Interaction through moderation, only to see no tension beside you. However, neither the Holy Virgin of Helenonia nor the beloved daughter of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery would give the appearance even if it came to mind.

    That is not necessary.

    It''s not like they''re hitting it out yet. What do I need to be nervous about?

    "Well, we don''t change Larsian opponents'' support for the Avatar."

    "Hey? Me, can I go home?

    Rarely did the meadow race (Magner) begin to obstinate, so I open my mouth to explain it properly.

    "Today, I was preparing a spell to welcome God. I don''t have much stock of spells to help me in combat."

    I still can afford to use "Flight" and "Moment Travel" that I just used, but I didn''t think I would need a spell that would bring destruction like "Star Redfall Rain (Meteo Rain)" or "Differential Explosion" because I couldn''t possibly use the gods against me.

    Some of the auxiliary spells I''m using now are only to the extent that I was prepared because I could afford them.

    "Is that what you mean? Well, I don''t know what else to do without."

    "You''re not feeling ill, are you?

    "That, of course. If it means you''re feeling better, an old man or a sleeping Yona who''s been drinking all over..."

    Yut smiles at two worried fianc¨¦es.

    Meanwhile, the girl of Albino and the warrior of the rock giant (Jarloot), who had been put on top of him, were bare.

    "I''m going to kill you, Manman."

    "Oh. There''s nothing wrong with that."

    "... I''m counting on you"

    Using it as a signal, the Yuts leap into the sky.

    Aim, an insectician fortress.

    The purpose is annihilation.

    "Still, you''re big"

    Larsia, flying with a bow in the air, took a serious look at the fortress of the Insect Man and spoke of his best thoughts today.

    "Just a few times the height of a black demon''s castle."

    "How stuffed are these insecticians that the gods say they are"

    Cathedral knights (paladins) and rock giants serving as the avant-garde of the party follow Larsia''s sentiments. Even for these two, that would be just the number in hand.

    "Normally, we don''t think about annihilation alone."

    Rather than insanity, it is strange to think so in itself, but is this even now? Yut laughed bitterly at the treasure of the land removed from the bag of infinite storage, on the palm of his hand.

    I''ve never gotten over it without using it, but I might be able to help a little bit.

    "Well, I''ll do it"

    With a short proclamation, Jonah stops. Concentrate your spirit with a cape similar to a battle poncho. Naturally, it''s that anthill.

    My distance is already about 500 meters. Even if we get this close, there''s still no response from the Insect Fortress. Shortly after he showed up on the ground, maybe he wasn''t in the right mood.

    Of course, fortunately, even a fully armed Valtrude does not consider an ambush in this state to be cowardly.

    "Yona, I got this."

    Let me make the most of the situation.

    "Rather, end it"

    The Albino girl amassed so much mental energy that that little body was about to burst. Even the Yuts, who understand how to fight each other, are so surprised by the awesomeness of it.

    Collect that at one point of your fingertips, and liberate.

    A vortex of force stirs the atmosphere and gradually changes form to a large vortex.

    "Cyclonic Blast - Enhancer"

    Jonah let go of that control. I don''t need to control it anymore.

    The great vortex of free falling pure energy involves the atmosphere in the earth as it gradually grows, falling in a straight line to the fortress of the insects.

    There can''t be anything to block, no, anything that can block.

    A typhoon rocking the world clashed with a tower stretching out to heaven.

    The atmosphere shakes and solidifies like a leaf of trees flirting with the flow of water by the yuts in flight, hurting the hearing all over the body.

    Hundreds of meters away, this is it.

    At the point of the clash, the atmosphere plasmas, the thunder lights go wild, and the vortex of energy tries to uproot and destroy fortresses like anthills. Big energy and massive stirrups.

    The sight spreads like the beginning, or the end, of this world.

    "Much remained. Sturdy."

    "No, it''s pretty awesome..."

    When a long, seemingly brief storm swept away, the appearance of a half-broken insectician fortress jumped in front of Yut''s eyes. The part that hits the ground is huge, and it looks like there''s no place unharmed as far as you can see from here.

    Jonah seemed to be aiming for total destruction, but that''s something that''s too high a desire. I don''t think it''s very human work, such as being able to destroy all those huge buildings so far.

    "I''m tired, I can''t take another shot"

    That said, lower your back to Yut''s shoulder. It''s the usual shoulder car, but I guess it''s true that you''re tired. He kept his weight on the head of the Great Sorcerer and was sloppy and powerless of his whole body.

    "Wow. They''re out."

    "Hey, you''re a bug"

    The first thing I perceived was something like black smoke popping out of an insect fortress.

    Then, an unpleasant sound, emitted by insects like mosquitoes and bees when moving their wings. That''s like being a herd and flying around in your ears.

    The audio source is a formation of insecticians such as bee humans (Melissa) and anthropomorphic flying species Murmidon Flyer, which have jumped out of the fortress.

    You must be damaged by Yona''s Cyclonic Blast, but still, a large unit that knows exactly what countless means.

    Unfortunately, there is no technology that would allow insects to communicate over long distances. Bee human transmission is used exclusively for long-distance communication.

    So there was no strange contact from the troops that attacked Falve, and the insecticians allowed a pre-emptive attack.

    However, if I had noticed, I would not do anything to stop the Cyclonic Blast, which I unleashed with all my might.

    "It feels like the sky has seven bugs in three minutes?

    "Right."

    The meadow species and rock giants smile as they recall the video work they saw on Earth. That enemy knows he''s not in charge.

    "Alcia, can you stop those guys from moving just a little better? Hopefully, leave it alone."

    "I''ll do it."

    I can''t get the full picture with the crimson eyeballs, but I can see the impending number of bugs. And having a hand in the same brunette fianc¨¦e.

    Then I''ll just respond.

    "Whatever you say, Yut does it, right?"

    "This is really the only flashy spell, huh?

    Alcia calms and sharpens her spirit as she hears such a voice being channelled in the air.

    "O goddess of death and sorcery, my black lady, the goddess of knowledge. I beg you, peace of mind that has defeated the outside enemy. I beg and appeal to those underground who ignore your glory -" Miracle. "

    By dealing with minute deities (avatars) and then being told about insecticians, Alcia''s will becomes stronger and clearer.

    The Truss-Sink God, who sent a minute god to earth and fully grasped the situation, also responded to the divine spell of its ninth staircase.

    Dark nets surround the flying troops of the insect men who marched out to protect the nest.

    Neither insects, adapted to dark places by underground life, can resist a real darkness. He crashes into a net, gets caught, and that net squeezes up all at once.

    Insects will be colliding inside and even losing their sense of direction. You don''t need to clear your ears, you hear giggly and uncomfortably chirping.

    That dark net disappeared with it, but countless flying insects solidified into a sphere.

    (Alcia, you''re the best!

    In my heart, I scream delightfully.

    I prioritized activation of the spell if I didn''t miss the opportunity, but the feeling is conveyed through an emotion-sensitive ring.

    "Antigravity"

    Once, by floating a pirate ship, he pushed himself into surrender, a theoretical spell that did not lead him to lift his senseless mother-in-law, Koelirenato. If we send what is in the sea to the sky in the earth, we invert what is in heaven and beat it to the earth like Icarus, but it makes sense.

    As if he were doing so of his own free will, the bee man is pushed by unseen forces and the anthropomorphic flight species fall into the earth.

    In an instant, the carcass piles up and the fluid wets the ground.

    You can''t call it a fight. Extermination.

    But it''s not over yet.

    From the semi-destructed base, whether the wreckage or debris was dug out, the anthropomorphic human (Scorpios) appeared giant roaches (Panagyas), continuously. Not everything yet, but still seems to be a few times more than the flying unit.

    "Unlike the sky, land is going to be filled."

    "That''s what I''m going to do from the start. Except for their carcasses."

    Unexpectedly Yut strokes his head closer to the proclamation of his beloved, who is too dependable. I''ve never touched a silk thread or anything, but her hair would be a touch far above that.

    "In the meantime, me and Jonah will attack from the top."

    "Oh, enough. I''m here because we are."

    Whispering in Yut''s ear, that voice was the very examination of heaven, blowing away any serious concern.

 195 9. Power of Numbers

    "That''s pretty spectacular."

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin), stuck in magical silver (Mithral) armor, smiled invincibly and watched a herd of insects (Insectians) fill the horizon.

    A large army that looks like a black mist, or a sumptuous sumptuous, or countless groups of people becoming one creature.

    The sound of the earthquake itself and - whether it is a whisper or an order is flying across - the sound of a bug, even if I don''t like it, comes into my ear.

    The pressure that can only be described as overwhelming, which is increasingly accentuated by standing down on the ground.

    I was trying to prove that numbers were just power.

    To be drunk by it, she unleashed the Devine Subjugator. As it is, take a step to the extreme nature.

    There is no need to hurry. Anyway, even if you keep your mouth shut, you''ll come closer from the other side.

    "Giggy, giggy, giggy"

    "Sorry, I don''t know what you''re talking about."

    What was cutting ahead was an integral giant roach (Panagyas).

    Its bright green body is several times that of Valtrude. Left and right sickles alone would be beyond her height.

    By becoming huge, the thorns that grow on the sickle, the double eyes in the round eyes, the jaws, the tentacles. Everything becomes clear and accentuated, and I feel physiological disgust.

    Who the hell designed it, such as the head of the reverse triangle?

    Valtrude, however, had no connection with such emotions. In the sense of fear, will there be more than Ig Nus-Zad, the subgod of spiders?

    Huge roaches open their wings and fly in a straight line, filling the distance with a breath.

    Meanwhile, the Beautiful Cathedral Knight waits for it, just quietly, with the Devil''s Sword in place.

    Like a jump in, a giant roach shook down the left and right sickles simultaneously.

    But in the underground world, both organic and inorganic, the blade, which had torn everything apart, was lightly stopped by a magical silver shield integrated with her cage hand.

    And there must be a difference in force that comes from an overwhelming body body, but you can''t push or crush it.

    "Hmm. To this extent."

    It''s not like I couldn''t read the difference in force. I just needed confirmation.

    In front of the anomaly, no, the Cathedral Knight, who is still on the battlefield and adds beauty, put his strength on both feet and pushed the sickle all the way down as it was received with a shield.

    "Giggy, giggy"

    I try to stop using four legs that are elongated compared to my body, but that ends in a wasted effort. Pushing in the sickle and filling the distance lightly, he swung the Devil''s Sword aside and ripped off his leg as it was.

    Fluid splashes, but it doesn''t take a drop of splash on Valtrude, as if he feared beauty. Where his gigantic body leaned, he now swung down his divine sword and cut his head in two.

    "Well, that''s the number. If you''re too strong, you''ll have to deal with it."

    Although it was only a matter of such a degree that it would be more convenient. Anyway, this is not a duel. It is a war in which every means is justified.

    Okay, here we go.

    You don''t have to go anywhere. Slowly as if I were going for a walk, I push myself into a swarm of worms.

    Earlier giant roach compatriots?

    A few giant roaches loom, but cut off the sickle with the Succubus sword, or leave it to the armor and thin without defense - but not to its gigantic body - breaking both torso and lowering it like a flow task.

    It''s not a battle, it''s a task you''d rather call extermination.

    Still, Valtrude''s beauty may not be compromised because he is in the midst of a bunch of physiological disgusting bugs, but because of his unmistakable and resolute fat muscles.

    I guess I''m not very good at flying. The journey stays a short distance, but when one giant roach after another arrives, it is slashed down.

    Normally, battles - wars, numbers say things.

    An army of insects will probably eventually gain victory, no matter which army in this world, the Knights. It can be countered by something like the Verga Empire, which boasts an overwhelming force.

    Before the number of violence, tactics and so on become meaningless.

    But exceptions existed to everything.

    For example, if there was a hero there who would not draw on the enemy army like Yunxia, but would not yield, and vice versa, overwhelming the group, the story would change.

    No, there can be no such convenience.

    So people run the organization.

    But there are exceptions to everything.

    And Yut in the air was a witness to it.

    "Val is amazing, and as always, Exile''s old man''s battle is neither himself nor the lid..."

    Unlike Valtrude, Exile descended into the centre of the herd. A place where countless anthropomorphic beings (Murmidons) gather, the main force.

    Without being drunk by that black mist, he stood on the spot, like a rock that divided the river flow - performing more than Valtrude''s killings.

    "Nun."

    Breathe out briefly and flash Spike Flail. A centrifugal blow sweeps the surrounding ant humans, and a pile of carcasses is built.

    Spike Flail arrives, within a radius of about 10 meters.

    An anthropomorph had already become an unspeakable wreck.

    Get over it, or break through. Wave Spike Flail again.

    This is all that surrounds us. I don''t even need to aim. Also, you can''t go through this storm of death and make an attack. Assuming the blade arrives, how painful would it be for this rock giant?

    Still, I don''t see any fright in ants humans.

    It''s an external enemy who destroyed the nest. If we fight, this one just dies. To connect the death of an individual to the life of the whole, he marches only according to the superior species, approaching the rock giant.

    At the same time, they were not helpless.

    If you can''t get close enough, try to eject antacid and keep it away from the distance.

    "There."

    However, at all costs, its preparatory motion was only a gap for Exile. Just like when a sorcerer (wizard) casts a spell, he beats with Spike Flail first.

    An unreasonable exception that fills the difference in numbers. Irregular was there to lead any operation to collapse.

    "Giggle, giggle, giggle"

    There appears an anthropomorphic with large, round feet and arms.

    There is no reason to know about Exile, but it is a superior species called the anthropomorphic noble species Murmidon Noble. An individual specialized in combat among them, it stepped firmly on the earth with two legs, equipped with two spears and two shields with four remaining arms and appeared before the slaughterer.

    Are you saying it''s useless? As that ant man pierces the spear to the ground, the surrounding anthropomorphic species pull gently.

    "Sounds like we''re gonna do it."

    You feel the power, rebuild Spike Flail, and move the big shield of autonomous defense to the front of your body.

    At that time, the anthropomorphic noble species became ill.

    Spears shaken down with explosive acceleration incomparable to anthropogenic labor species, first, eliminating the Great Shield. The interception that will come will be stopped with two shields, and that slaughterer will be seized with the remaining spear.

    Ideal plan.

    If it happens - though.

    "Nuh."

    The reality is ruthless.

    It materialized to the point where the anthropomorphic noble species ran.

    Swing Spike Flail at its feet, 10 meters away, with timing. Fat legs shrugged by an unexpected attack, he falls into a grand tumble.

    Assuming it was an attack on the foot, there might still have been something to deal with, but I couldn''t even react to a fast, sharp blow that tempered the power.

    "Don''t feel bad."

    Swing Spike Flail overhead and down to the Ant human aristocracy lying on the ground.

    An attack that doesn''t matter is a testament to your recognition of strength.

    That''s what I was told, whether it was comforting or not.

    To the anthropomorphic noble species, the opportunity to speak of it was lost forever.

    "Energy Burst"

    "Firewall"

    "Holy Fire Blast"

    Psychic Power, Theoretical Spells, and Divine Spells.

    Flames emanating from three different sources (sauces) burn legions of insects. There is no way for them to resist aerial bombardment when they have been slammed to the ground by the roots of their flight power.

    Lack of direct combat capability - nothing you can''t do - the three of them were thoroughly attacked from above.

    "Laku Chin Laku Chin"

    Jonah, who remains on Yut''s shoulder, seems very happy to work with those she likes.

    Well, I wouldn''t let you do this if you seemed pathetic, and I''d have trouble doing it like work, but that''s why what this is about.

    From the Albino girl, I guess it conveys fun emotions. Alcia also has a bitter smile on the edge of her mouth.

    (Can we keep pushing it off as we put it behind us about Jonah?

    As far as the war situation is concerned, we now have an overwhelming advantage. Both Valtrude and Exile are amazing at going a thousand times on the ground.

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    Larsia also shoots precisely with her bow around commander-like bee humans (Melissa) and scorpion humans (Scorpios) as she moves from shadow to shadow.

    That exact choice is very confusing to the enemy.

    "haha haha"

    I wonder how stressful it was.

    Every time I pierced the steeple and killed him, he laughed from the bottom of his heart delightfully.

    Now and again, aim for the next prey while shooting through the head of a bee human on a giant spider and then avoiding the thread of a spider released while sowing late.

    Give the kid a laugh he won''t let you hear.

    The insects are completely alone, but not without sin. Let''s get him to give up. Besides, Larsia is also calmly targeting the core of the enemy. I''m not lacking calm...... should be.

    But as it is, it could be this one who gets pushed into jittery.

    Jonah drained her mental power with the Cyclonic Blast, which halved an insect fortress earlier, and can only unleash an attack of ordinary power. Yut is also unprepared for powerful spells, and divine spells do not originally have powerful means of attack. I have a spell that kills pests, but it just didn''t work for insects.

    That anthill, the number of insects gushing out of an insectician fortress, appears to be slightly decreasing, but that would be within the margin of error.

    So far I have been able to overwhelm the quantity with quality, but I don''t know if I can go on until the end. No, I may be able to go on, but I don''t necessarily have to.

    "Mr. Arcia, Yona. I''m gonna be a little off."

    "Okay."

    "What do you do?

    "Hey, I was wondering if I could poke the bugs off the ground."

    With that explanation, I take Jonah down from my shoulder and deposit her with Arcia. It was a disgruntled look, but just as it is, it interferes with mental concentration.

    Treasures (artifacts) removed from the pocket, jewels of the earth.

    One of the jewels of heaven, earth and man, showing the kingdom of the eastern island nation of Li Kutua.

    From Jinga, entrusted by Kagra.

    "Show that authority, O treasure of the earth"

    Just as before when the soil was modified, let the mind be oriented to convey the order.

    Create the ground that swallows that group.

    In response to that will, the jewels of the earth emit light. It overflowed all at once and easily swallowed the yut.

    (Why at a time like this!?)

    Yut, surprised by a different reaction than before, desperately tells the jewel to suspend the order. But the rampage of power continues, and the light only increases.

    Finally, my vision was anointed with light, and I couldn''t see anything.

    Then, a few minutes.

    Or a few hours.

    Losing his sense of time, Yut was able to do so on the spot and inadvertently opened his eyes.

    "Why did you fail... and how could the ground be?

    It was a white space that lasted everywhere.

    Transferred to another location. Or did they make you? The Arsians are bare, and there is no sign of the insects that were there.

    Hey, my successor candidate.

    Suddenly, voices echo in the space that was only white.

    Reflectively turning around, a tatami room had appeared there. The Lord brings to his side breath (today''s soak) a friendly smile.

    "No way......"

    The man who grows horns from his forehead and whose throat is covered by a golden scale.

    "Exactly. I was once called Dragon Emperor."

    As if to praise the well-made child, the dragon emperor - the man who united Li Kutua - gave the smile of a lover.

 196 10. Dragon Emperor

    "Are you sure you want to call me a candidate for succession... in His Majesty the Dragon Emperor?

    "It''s good to talk fast. Anyway, I was once called Dragon Emperor. It''s just a residual thought that lived in the treasure."

    Immortal monsters (undead) such as Ghosts and Ghosts (Reis) are also real worlds. If you''re a legendary hero, that''s what happens.

    If Acorn finds out, he says, "What about that? recognition that might be said," but unfortunately Yut was more right.

    "I forgot my real name, so you can call me whatever you want."

    The man, who remains brought to his side breath, laughs and invites Yut.

    I don''t know where this is. To be precise, I had no choice but to defy the man who is the Lord of this space than to be able to speculate but without certainty.

    No, more than that, I''m interested in what this guy is going to say.

    I took off my shoes and went up on the tatami and sat down in front of the dragon emperor. All of a sudden, there was resistance.

    "Well, you know what I mean."

    "Well, it''s not Li Kutua, because it''s from a similar place"

    "Right, right."

    "Me... I am Heavenly Grass Brave. I''m a magician (wizard). You know, they used to call me a curser."

    "Hmm. Sorcerer Heavenly Grass Brave, you don''t need a word of respect or anything. He told me to take it easy. I don''t care what I can do, just be normal."

    I don''t understand that you don''t say "then, with a tame mouth" because that''s what you said to the other guy who is called a god, a dragon emperor and has both a status and a position.

    Yes, Yut sighs in his heart. I know you don''t care if it''s Larsia or Exile, but I can''t do it myself.

    "Well, well, it feels weird and naughty"

    "Do it, do it"

    Are you glad your junior stuffed the distance, the man named Dragon Emperor has a full smile. But the next moment, I squeeze my face tight as if I remembered something.

    "Well, let me start by thanking you. Thank you for protecting my people."

    "It''s going to be. Besides, it must be your people I killed."

    "Must be. But it doesn''t change my gratitude."

    Though it was a hard feeling to understand, Yut honestly accepts.

    I guess it''s hard for the people to argue with each other, but still, I guess it''s a pleasure to keep living in my homeland.

    "But I wonder what else we''ve talked about since. There''s so much trouble, dude."

    "As far as I''m concerned, I wonder why they called me during the fight. And then, when we get back, what happens"

    "It''s only a matter of timing."

    The dragon emperor once again brings him to his side with the most seemingly nod. Should it be called nature, or just not caring about the details? It could also be described as the style of the king.

    "As you can guess, this is a different space in the jewels of the earth. Even if we stay here for a while, it''s only a few seconds outside."

    "I''m relieved"

    I thought you probably did, but I''m relieved to get inked. At the same time, Yut broke his leg and took an easy stance. From here on out, the story will be long.

    "So why now, for many reasons..."

    Is it a habit, rubbing the scales in your throat, and giving you a reason for it.

    "For the first time in several times using the land''s jewels, the one thing is that the wavelengths finally fit. The other is because my thoughts have been revitalized by the divine fluctuations that have occurred earlier."

    Not like divinity, but minute divinity (avatar) but divinity itself. But Yut wisely kept his silence. Even if I have to tell you, I won''t.

    "Then it''s like we''re going to use force on a massive scale, so we''ll have to explain it first."

    "When it comes to explaining...?

    "Well, I don''t know what to do..."

    Now the dragon emperor opens his mouth as he rubs the horn of the dragon that grows from his forehead. At some point, the smile was gone.

    "The more you use it, the more familiar the jewels become to your soul. At the same time, we certify our users as descendants of dragons and replace them from their roots."

    "... you think I''m gonna turn into a dragon man too?

    "That''s what happened. Well, the fact that if I used it 10 times on a fairly large scale, I would grow horns or scales? After that, I guess it''s accelerating. It''s not that much of a problem to mess with soil nutrition."

    With the words of its dragon emperor, Yut became silent.

    However, it is not a negative silence. I''ve fallen for a lot.

    Such a powerful treasure (artifact). No wonder there''s that much recoil. And it''s also natural that Zinga didn''t know about the matter. Anyway, I wonder if this is the first time Yut has been used by anyone other than Dragon Man.

    Besides, the Dragon Emperor should have been a legendary hero who turned into a dragon while he was alive. Instead, I can even say I should have suspected.

    "Thank you"

    So Yut honestly bowed his head.

    The man looked at it with a face like he had seen something rare and laughed out loud when he returned to me.

    "I didn''t expect to be appreciated, dude. I thought you had no choice but to be deceived."

    "If I could have kept my mouth shut until the end, I would have."

    There''s a slight problem with timing, but that''s like an accident. In a position where they''re letting me use my treasure gear, there can''t be any complaints.

    "On the other hand, about ten times is okay, right?

    "That''s right... If you don''t get drunk so far, the opposite is boring."

    "Even if they complain there"

    Initially Yuut, who came to this Brewers, was only a powerless ordinary man. I learned the spell of science and gained power, but it was also in stages.

    The enemy gradually grew stronger, and there was no time for strength.

    And some parts of me would have ruled that I had to hold on because Jonah was there.

    It was only now that the power of the earth''s jewels had been added to him.

    The dragon emperor rubs his jaw and pushes silence as if to devise something.

    "No, it doesn''t suit my sexuality to think. Heavenly Grass Brave."

    "... what is it?

    "I''m in this state, too, but I''m going to know a little about the outside. Including what happens to the islands of Li Kutua after I''m gone."

    "Probably more familiar than I am."

    Yut visited one of the seven islands of Li Kutua. That, too, is just that narrow area. Little do we know about the terrain, the traders, the history.

    "I''ll tell you later, be my successor"

    "I refuse"

    It was a quick answer.

    I guess I was expecting that response. He was neither discouraged nor exasperated, but the Dragon Emperor opened his mouth and stared at the Great Mage (Arch Mage) as he had done.

    "Oh boy, I hope you''re a little more bothered"

    "I know it''s thin, because that''s not my realm"

    Although I can come and go to some extent now, I abandoned my hometown and stayed in the Brewers because Valtrude had Alcia all around.

    It is also for her, the lord, that she is committed to territorial management.

    Li Kutua is out of hand. Yut refused, saying it wasn''t his job.

    "Well, I''ll do it when there''s nothing I can do."

    "You have no choice. We can''t even enforce it."

    "... excuse me"

    "You don''t have to apologize. There''s a treasure of the earth outside of Li Kutua."

    "Meaning...?

    Before Yut, who was surprised to see what it meant, the Dragon Emperor sat down correctly for the first time in his residence. In the meantime, the brave man imitates it.

    Two people sitting in front of each other in different spaces.

    Situations I''m not sure from the edge, but at least the dragon emperor was serious.

    "Just a little bit, mind you about Li Kutua"

    "Even if they tell you to mind..."

    This is a world with limited means of communication. It''s hard just to know what''s going on at the end of the east.

    (The easiest part is that I fly on Moment Travel (Teleport) because I don''t care if it''s irregular. But it''s not very beneficial to be able to come and go with Japan. If you can trade normally other than me, do you have any financial benefits?

    Yut examines feasibility, but thank goodness it was one thing.

    Seeing a serious successor candidate by the clumsy, the dragon emperor smiles refreshingly again.

    "I''m not exaggerating that much. Right. Not yet, but if one day someone shows up to inherit the jewels of heaven and men, you''ll have to identify them with their eyes."

    "That''s about it, then..."

    Big news in Li Kutua.

    If you gather rumors with caution, you will find out even from this land.

    "If you want to wear your glasses, I''m sorry, but I need you to give me the jewels of the earth."

    "If I can''t, what do I do?

    "Instead, conquer me - I just want to say, well, if you want to boil it, bake it, educate it, like it. I''ll take care of it."

    "... that''s a good thing."

    Sounds irresponsible, but the Dragon Emperor is a hero of the past. Really, he''s exiting the material world. Rather, it also seems that there is a problem with the people of Li Kutua who are worried about him in this state.

    (It''s like the Warring States days, so I guess I don''t have a choice)

    Anyway, I''ve come to a conclusion.

    "I was given possession of precious treasures. That''s about it."

    "Ownership? It''s yours now."

    "Trouble being steamed back"

    You two keep smiling.

    And continue to coax silently, but there was no further development.

    "Well, call me if you change your mind. I don''t have any other business. I''ll give you some advice."

    "I''m going to chat, but I''m not going to make a debt."

    "Oh, my God, you''re a careful man for making many daughter-in-laws"

    "That doesn''t matter!

    With a smile on his face, the dragon emperor again brings to his side breath.

    I''m done talking.

    It doesn''t make any particular sense, but for a smooth transition, Yut stood up and closed his eyes softly.

    At the same time, consciousness is always interrupted.

    At the next moment, what I heard was the sound of the wind that was not in different spaces.

    When I opened my eyelids, Arcia and Jonah''s face popped in to see this one. It shouldn''t have been long enough to be worried, but, again, after that light overflows.

    There will be a lot of questions.

    "I''ll explain it to everyone later. No, I want you to listen. And tell the Vals on earth to go up into the sky.

    So unilaterally told Yut, once again leaning his consciousness toward the jewels of the earth.

    I feel its presence more clearly than before. This is what Dragon Emperor said, when the wavelength fits?

    I use the jewels as a mediator to feel strongly the source power of the earth. Unexpectedly, so much so that I''m going to be intoxicated by the omnipotence.

    I can also see why the dragon emperor was afraid.

    The other two jewels will have a good guardian, like Zinga. I can''t assure you that even such a person they admitted won''t be danced to this power.

    Yut can stay calm, for better or worse, because he does not identify himself with the jewels or Li Kutua.

    "O jewel of the earth, a treasure that protects the East and celebrates the Emperor"

    There is no such thing as a predetermined concordance.

    Just to the heart, Yut spins his words.

    "Hammer the bugs! Peace on the earth! It''s in the far west, show us the authority of the East!

    Unleash the power of the treasures of the earth while confirming that the Valtrudes have left the earth. In a true sense, this is the first time.

    Yut''s orders are just one thing.

    Drive those bugs away.

    The jewels of the earth faithfully executed their commands.

    The earth shakes.

    The earth raises its swelling.

    As the precursor passed, the insects disappeared under their feet.

    The more I want to describe it that way, the more instantaneous the ground crack spreads. It extends as if measured by the breadth of the herd of insects, both anthropomorphic (Murmidon), bee human (Melissa), scorpion human (Scorpios) and giant roaches (Janagias). I swallowed everything equally.

    In the long run, dust mustard also appears to be disposed of. And the few bee humans who fled to the sky were also feeders of Larsian arrows.

    The jewels of the earth, they still don''t stop.

    As yet, the order has not been fulfilled.

    A tremor, as if a giant had struck the earth in a mass, strikes the perimeter, the fortress of the insects. In the giant anthills attacked from Yona, there were no numbers of lives to resist it.

    The tower of whether to reach heaven breaks from its roots and falls to the ground grasped by gravity. It collapsed into its cracks, as the insects filled the ground that had fallen.

    The last finish and the earth shakes again.

    The tragedy as if a natural mutation had occurred is slowly sunk into the earth, gradually evened and shaped as if nothing had happened.

    Only a few minutes after Yut laid down his life on the earth''s jewels.

    On earth, no trace of the insects was left behind.

 197 Epilogue

    "Yut, what is that now!?"

    A glossy, pure Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who can fly through the sky in Boots of Wings, the military boot of flight.

    Immediately after the traces of the Insect Man (Insectian) were completely erased from the earth, Valtrude jumped into Yut''s chest, flashing the earth''s jewels with one hand.

    If only cut there, it would have been like an encounter that could be stacked in the middle of a sunset.

    "The true power of this jewel......?

    I can''t just stop in the air, and I barely tell him that while he''s pushed away for a few meters as it is.

    A clear face in capitalized, white and prominent nose. Pure eyes with no illusions or evils present. The feeling of supple flesh that makes you easily imagine even in armor.

    Precisely because her mouth and thoughts had stopped at her presence, which she had received all over her body.

    But it''s not normal.

    She exhales unexpectedly at Yut as usual, but her long lashes shake anxiously and her eyes moisturize. A demonic beauty, unlike the usual beauty without a back surface.

    "Sure, it''s not like I don''t have any disadvantages at all..."

    "Tell me more!

    Alcia gently touches her shoulder from behind when she sees a childhood friend who could still tighten up her fianc¨¦e.

    "Val, calm down. Yut said I''d explain later."

    "... well. Sorry."

    "Well, it''s suddenly that one. I''m glad you''re worried."

    Because I was out of my mind, or stroke Valtrude''s head without worrying about anyone else''s eyes. A saggy touch that doesn''t even make you feel fine dust, such as the impact of the battle.

    There was no profound meaning, it meant the same thing I was doing to Jonah and Ren, but the surroundings didn''t interpret me that way.

    "Uh, done? Have you finished your conversation with the couple? Is it a good time for us to talk?

    "I don''t think we''re talking anymore."

    "Too bad. I missed it"

    "Because you didn''t, did you?

    If you''re in the way, I''m going somewhere.

    "Nice fellow!

    He screams like he''s half burnt, but that settles him down, and Yut assembles the story so that he can explain it in an orderly fashion.

    Even if you lie, Valtrude will understand. Humans, honesty is best.

    "I was explaining the jewels of this land to everyone to some extent..."

    Briefing starting over.

    Nevertheless, there is not much to say.

    Among the jewels resides the residual notion of the dragon emperor - the hero of the past who ruled Li Kutua - who was taught by him that if he continued to use it, he would mutate into a dragon man (Draconut).

    Then, as consideration for owning this treasure, the fact that he asked me to deal with it if it seemed that a ruler would be born in Li Kutua.

    Dragon Emperor had no intention of taking the treasure as consideration, but Yut had interpreted it that way.

    "Hmm. I said it would be nice to conquer..."

    Whatever the appearance, if the soul is yut, it''s fine. That''s for sure.

    But that''s not all there is to it. Valtrude will give it half serious consideration that it might really be better to do so before rare things happen.

    "Did I tell you, do that"

    "Sounds fun."

    Yona was always motivated against Arsia, whose face was slightly overwhelmed.

    "Well, wouldn''t Yut be okay?

    "Right."

    The reaction of the meadow race (Magner) and the rock giant (Jarloot) is also calm because we know it''s not that worrying.

    "I mean, there''s definitely one person harder than we are right now."

    "Oh my... ah"

    The figure of a childhood friend girl floating in the back of her brain. He swelled his cheeks in dissatisfaction, pointing his gaze at rebelling this one.

    Imaginary, but oddly real.

    "You forgot, right?

    "I didn''t forget. It''s just that I''ve worked so hard to get rid of worms."

    Yuut, who distracts himself from Larsia, who just messes around here, making excuses that are neither excuses nor self-defense.

    "Right. I''m also worried about acorns. If you''re done, let''s go back to Falve."

    That being said, all that fuss.

    Wouldn''t it be more likely that he''s home satisfied already?

    With such a hopeful observation, Yut ripped the page from the spell to activate Moment Move (Teleport).

    "How could you do this..."

    Yut looked up to heaven as he dipped his whole body in warm water.

    hours from the battle against the insects. The stars, such as their presence, which set with the sun, unknowingly glitter in full heaven.

    "It is, Heavenly Grass Brave. That''s because you invited us."

    "My intention was that it wasn''t plural there..."

    Knowledge God, who exposes himself naked at all costs beside him, responded lightly to questions raised by visiting boys. But from now on, there''s no point in saying it.

    And because it fits round, okay, I''m about to lose the magic of the hot springs and water everything down.

    Now the Yuts - including, naturally, all the Divine Bodies (Avatars) that descended on the Falve - were at the Hot Springs Inn near Hardenturm.

    After eating and drinking scattered in the Oriental store, and besides, I''m not even ready. As a result, it became a visit to simply immerse myself in a hot spring, but that must have been good because something had paralyzed my important nerves.

    "I''ll see you at the Hot Springs Inn."

    - I could have decided not to listen to the statement of the Zeras God, for the same reason.

    Even the female water next door should be bathing the gods and people.

    Perhaps the God of Power, the Rock Titans and the Great Sage will not show each other their muscles in the water, nor will they sink when the meadow species blink. There must be a peaceful and artistic sight.

    "What exactly was'' peace and security for all '', Alcia Xu wished?"

    Now I wonder if it means that you have fulfilled this wish that you have eliminated a group of insecticides that have invaded the Falve.

    Well, he''s listening to my wishes.

    (That''s why if you say it''s bad in nature, it is)

    As he concludes so, Yut turns his gaze to the female water next door divided by wooden planks.

    I can''t possibly see it, but I was wondering what was going on over there.

    Of course, the bottom heart is free of shards, and in a similar mood to heroes who care about world peace.

    "How could you do this..."

    As time went by, Acorn was attacked by the same regrets as Yut.

    Bathing together several times, but Valtrude is not seen in its beauty at all, even in the same landscape as the goddess.

    Riya God looks around busily to see if the whole different cultures are interesting, and Arsia, by contrast, leaves herself loosely in the water.

    Jonah and Ritna, and Truss-Sink God, although not even swimming, were having the most fun in a way, shaking around together in an open-air bath.

    Even the man water next door should be bathing the gods and people.

    Of course I don''t know what''s going on over there, but from the fact that I can barely even hear my voice here, I guess it''s a calm atmosphere.

    Compared to the tragedy in the Oriental House, it''s a big line now, but it wasn''t straight here after the Yuts went out to exterminate the insects.

    Akane sinks herself into the water to her jaw, relaxing her whole body, looking back at that latter thing.

    It was fragmentary, with some parts of my memory falling out everywhere, but there was no other person who could complement it.

    First, the gods visited the temple present in Falve.

    Even if it''s not named, I know who it is with its spirit (aura). Even though it had been preached, tension ran into the corner of the falve where the temple concentrated.

    Most priests finish their lives without even encountering minute deities. Naturally, there can be no such thing as a modus operandi to welcome the gods.

    Nevertheless, they showed their utmost sincerity and managed to conclude the inspection without undue delay.

    By now, officials will be relieved.

    "It''s about time I found my chart."

    - If you haven''t noticed the gods'' souvenirs, though.

    "I wonder if it''s a good thing I''m here..."

    "Don''t worry. Only other temples can look for fine coarseness."

    Alcia should also be subject to the study schedule, but a splash had occurred. It is also possible that the Temple of Truss-Sink, overseen by Alusia, was free of defects.

    "How about that..."

    "I''m sure it''s annoying. Like Regra."

    "It''s best not to do anything, like Atashi."

    "Soudesne......"

    Taking these gods - rather than letting me go - Acorn''s hard work around the temple was welcoming dangerous waters at that point.

    "... no. You should have left a decent souvenir, like me"

    Liya god half way up from the water and in the wind, as if to cool your body. My voice sounded good.

    Nestled in a hot spring, the god of art.

    Exactly, it becomes a picture. No, the sight to be painted.

    "Decent...?

    "I haven''t seen the real thing yet, is it amazing?

    "That''s it, already"

    Akane and Valtrude talking in a whisper.

    Souvenir for the placement of the goddess of beauty and art, it was a theatre to be built in Falve.

    That''s right.

    I read from Acorn''s memory the appearance of Earth''s famous opera theatre, and although there is some arrangement, I have built almost the same building into a planned construction site.

    "... and the concern to also install a multi-purpose hall"

    "Mm-hmm. This battle is about Riya''s win."

    It was a creation that the goddess of death and sorcery also acknowledges. It also seems to have satisfied the patronage of the goddess of beauty and art, which is very satisfying.

    From the fatalists, all I get is a dry laugh.

    "... but Dr. Acorn also gave me a consideration. I can''t say I could give it back."

    "Right. Vermilio and his clothes."

    After that, I was led to the branch where I had just opened a store in Falve, where I bought a few items. In addition, I was given a spare laptop from Vainamarinen, who rushed through the anomaly, and was to migrate the "works of art" data from Acorn''s computer to present it to Riya.

    Even now, the hard drive will continue to read and write in the rooms.

    "All, yut bad"

    "Akane, that''s not what I''m saying."

    "That''s right. You know, sometimes it''s better to keep your mouth shut."

    "Neither one of you is an advocate, are you?

    "Well......"

    "It''s..."

    It was difficult.

    "By the way, Tyrone...... No, Ritna. What are you going to do now?

    "... together, back?

    "Huh? Why?

    The gods, for that matter, were still in the Falve, apparently.

    "Whoo-hoo, look forward to it."

    One column of demigod laughs sluttily between the thrones at the end of the North.

    I have scorched myself at the promise that even a mere village daughter can make and spent time in my own capital. Like, just a maiden.

    "Really, something to look forward to"

    Hold each dress like you condensed the darkness, and put your strength strong and strong without even worrying about your busty chest crushing.

    It''s as if you imagine being held by a loved one.

    Its cheeks are stained with a slutty color and a hot exhale leaks out of its half-opened lips.

    "Now it''s time for you to respond clearly."

    Floating in the back of your brain, my dear.

    I remember his voice, rebuffed conversations with him, and let his cheeks loosen to his actions.

    The Evil Empress took a step from the throne. Slowly, one step at a time, so that we can get closer to him.

    But you won''t be able to stop walking, slowly or otherwise.

    Until that day when I hold my loved one, absolutely.

 198 Prologue

    Two weeks after the coming of the gods and the fierce struggle with the insects (Insectians). Two letters had arrived under Yut on that day, when he had refrained a few days later from visiting neighbouring countries, the Kingdom of the Chronica God.

    One was strictly addressed to Valtrude. It''s an invitation to a wedding with Eudit Malemias, approaching a month later. It was a parent book delivered by the apostle and was also an autograph of Prince Alsace.

    Most importantly, it is also known internally, and Acorn has already begun to prepare. Yut himself had sent her to Wang Capital on Moment Move (Teleport) many times.

    And in the sense that I know what to do, the same was true of the other seal. That''s the problem.

    "Are you finally here..."

    It should also be said of the centre of the fortress of Falv, the office of Yut Amaxa, the housekeeper. The Lord sat on the couch, watering a single piece of the problem with a light, with a bitter look on his face.

    Even this way, the contents don''t change.

    It just takes courage to open it.

    "... ok"

    Speak up to arouse yourself and cut the seal with a paper knife.

    Parent document sent on a formal diplomatic route. For that sender, a common sense letter.

    However, the content is extremely private.

    "Surprisingly, decent"

    The letter, addressed to Yut, was, succinctly, a love letter from Empress Verga.

    Beginning with the greeting of time, it spells love for the Great Mage (Arch Mage), which is passionate yet innocent. I''m embarrassed just to follow the content with my eyes, and I don''t think that very rampant demigod admitted it.

    Some people change their personality when it''s texts such as emails, but she never thought so either. Or are you shaking yourself up to Yut by acting out your unusual self?

    Either way, I can''t read it in my mouth very well, and I can''t show it to anyone.

    "No, you''ve never had a love letter..."

    When I was on Earth - including pranks - I had nothing to do with such an event. Regardless of the discreet high school days, I can imagine now that I wasn''t even in middle school when I was in the football club, possibly because I had acorns.

    And now, well, neither Valtrude nor Alcia, the letter won''t be possible.

    Of course, the letter of invitation sent by some noble lady is not in the calculations.

    "Well, is the problem with inviting a date?"

    The end of the letter was accompanied by a sentence specifying a date about two months later and looking forward to seeing you at Folio-Farina. The place, the date itself, is exactly as promised on Earth.

    I didn''t forget.

    Although I would have liked to have forgotten.

    In contrast, what do we do with the reply?

    No, that''s settled. Even though it was inevitable, I owe Verga a great deal. Though it''s like going into a tiger hole yourself, you can''t rebel.

    Nevertheless, it is also dangerous to decide that alone. It won''t change the conclusion, but sometimes the process of forming a will for all of us is important.

    "Call the Vals..."

    That''s all I have.

    That''s all I have, but the colour was deeper than it was then when I broke the seal of the letter.

    "Not at all......"

    To those who like it, what kind of punishment for evil deeds, such as reading out love letters sent by others - anything, neither Valtrude nor Alcia can read the letters - etc.

    If they told me it was an insectician curse that I had exhausted, I might honestly believe it.

    "It''s an invaluable experience to read a love letter sent to your fianc¨¦e."

    "As far as I''m concerned, I just don''t get fussed about cheating."

    Exchange a subtle smile with an acorn in a maid''s clothes.

    I''m used to saying that the outfit totally came on the board, too.

    "This, if anyone but Yut reads it, he dies, he''s bluffing, that kind of thing, right?

    Acorn says pointing to a letter placed on the table, but just as he doesn''t believe in the possibility either. So I never thought I''d get a serious response from Alcia.

    "It''s okay. It''s been properly inspected."

    "I checked..."

    "Of course. Because I''m not the one to be alarmed"

    Slightly colder and clearer than usual Arsian voice. The expression is tight, no heart or stiff attitude. If Jonah had been here, she would have been sensitive to the grump and stayed still until the storm left.

    "Well, I''ll read it."

    Take the letter you placed in the center of the table and put it as close to your face as it is unnatural. Of course, because suddenly my myopia hasn''t progressed, and I don''t want my fianc¨¦es to see my face.

    "Uh, ''Dear Son-in-law. Something seems to be lifting the commotion, but it is something that I am confident is healthy. The concubine thinks of her son-in-law, and misses that day we spent together -''"

    "Yut, give me a minute. What do you mean by that day we spent together?

    "I mean, are you around?

    "Probably in the spirit of Dal-Lukash. And I don''t even want to read it. But I don''t want to hide anything from Val or Arcia."

    Although that honesty is preferable, it doesn''t mean that some kind of cipher is hidden. I don''t want to be bothered to read and listen to a letter from a woman who adores a man I love.

    Yut, who read such an atmosphere, is the most pivotal part. Two months later, I told him only the main points, that I would be meeting Verga in Folio-Farina.

    "Out of the way, let''s talk ahead."

    "That''s better, if you say it helps"

    For a visit to a neighbouring country, Prince Alsace''s wedding. And the end after the coming of the gods. In addition to normal business, there is as much to be done by Yut.

    I feel like I''m in danger, but for Yut, this "date" is the default route. It gave the expression of bitterness - still, its brilliance would not be impaired - the same was true of Valtrude.

    "I haven''t heard from you since I got back to the Brewers, what''s the reason..."

    Verga owes me. Neither as a Cathedral Knight (Paladin) nor as a single human being can do what was not.

    Even if you understand that, it should be noted that as a woman, Valtrude holds a paradox that she cannot surrender.

    "Right. I''m worried about you there, too."

    "I wanted you to invite me from Yut. Isn''t that possible?

    "But I can''t stand it anymore and it comes from me? I wonder if the Empress would imitate such a loser."

    In Yut''s absence, verification begins.

    (I don''t care if you''re gone...)

    Although that sentiment is not correct in some ways, exit cannot be allowed as a real problem either. Conferences are often like that.

    "What''s the purpose of hurrying me?

    "It can''t be. Rather than, is anything possible with Verga"

    "But if you''re in a hurry, you''d be better off making love pills. She looks like a character."

    "I don''t have to bother making it, but I do."

    "There is!?"

    "Oh, sure... I think I found it in a mansion with a dead spirit (ghost) nested in love."

    "That''s not funny."

    Is that what the Necromancer got in his lifetime? Or something that was captured untrained and cherished after death? Either way, it''s not cheap. I''m talking too much.

    Of course, the Necromancer has already been budded by Alcia.

    "Love pills - when it comes to the love spirit drug Elixir of Love, it''s not something that works so strongly. At most, about half a day. And it doesn''t work for someone with a strong will, and it doesn''t work if the subject is too far apart."

    "I see...... But if it was that woman''s specialty or something,"

    "I don''t know what to say."

    This is Verga, who has a proven track record of sending Yut to his parents'' love nest. If I have to, I''ll do anything.

    "But if you think about it, can you say that you''ve shackled that it''s only an encounter?

    sharp opinions emanating from the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia.

    It may trust the other person too much, but it is also a way to inspire the pride of the Empress.

    In an attempt to be included in the reply to that letter, Yut took a note.

    "Whatever you say, it''s inexplicable. Yut goes. We wait. This is a settled story."

    "Right. Grandpa the Great Sage is watching over you, you can''t do anything bad..."

    "In the end, it depends on my response."

    "I trust you, Yut."

    "But the other guy is the other guy. Don''t be alarmed."

    "I wonder what this situation is..."

    In contrast to the two trusting people, Acorn''s expression is skeptical.

    From her point of view, I have a proven track record of having a super beautiful lover when I met her, giving her a scattered search. It would also be natural not to be fully supported.

    I have trouble as a yut or being too trusted. This is just the right balance. I''ve only seen it in dictatorships, such as 100% support.

    "Now, what exactly are we going to do..."

    "I won''t follow you, but I haven''t even been told not to come to Folio-Farina."

    "No, I have to go about the Chamber of Commerce."

    "Don''t even make a name for it. Exile also said," The soldier is a kiddo. "

    Welcome Valtrude in a warm air, a flair that you don''t completely understand, but you wanted to try using freshly remembered words. At this time, everyone''s mind was united.

    "Now, before we go on a date, let''s use a supporting spell. Increase your resistance to poisons and more with the Feast Divine Feast and the Resistance Amplification (Superior Resist) ¡­. Then, just in case the Wall of Life (Vital Wall). And then you have to be alert for instantaneous travel."

    "Sure, there were spells that erupted fire when I was touched."

    What the Cathedral Knight calls a spell is precisely ''when attacked, your whole body is engulfed in flames and you automatically fight back''.

    "And one more thing"

    Acorn, who watched the change because he was not sure of the spell, opens his mouth in a paragraph. It''s like you came up with a prank - I mean, like Larsia or Ritna - with a look.

    "I have an idea to shake off the temptation."

    "... confident and anxious?

    "Unfortunately, until that day, it''s a secret. Unfortunately."

    "Me too, a woman. We''ll do it when we do."

    "Until I..."

    I don''t know, but it looks like the three of us are gonna do it.

    I don''t think Larsia should ever know. Close to certainty, not prediction or prediction.

    "In the meantime, that''s the place"

    There is anxiety, but it is difficult to take any further action.

    Same as when I was an adventurer.

    I will not fail to gather information. Be prepared.

    But at the end of the day, it''s ad hoc - an out-of-the-box fight.

 199 1. Queen revisited

    That day, it was supposed to end without anything.

    As for the letter from Verga, it was also communicated to my colleagues the day after I explained it to my fianc¨¦es.

    Exile just nodded, Jonah looked blatantly unpleasant, and Larsia had a full grin.

    "Yut should be jerked off right before he gets really unhappy."

    Even to the words of such a straightforward best friend, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) smiled quietly, not making out about Ritna or anything else.

    It''s like, "Fine. Sometimes it turns into a loser role instead," he just said.

    At least, what Larsia would interpret that way is a woven reaction.

    "The brave man and Larsia are too close to each other and are anxious that Master Liya might target them."

    "You know what, let''s not?

    Remembering such heartwarming interactions, Yut gets his job done steadily.

    "I wonder how many times this pattern"

    I''m trying to stop overwork...... and Yut sighed in the office.

    But even if I know, there are times when I have to.

    Firstly, because we have to visit the neighbouring kingdom of the Chronica God to discuss the issue of compensation with Viscount Playmea and so on. If possible, I''d also like to stop by Dwarf''s Inside Mainz before I do.

    In order to twist that time, I can''t leave a job. I don''t actually need to do that perfectly either, but nobody could point it out because that''s the norm.

    Besides, there are a number of other new projects that are on the verge of paying taxes.

    One is about the fallout of the opera theatre of the Liya God - which is going to be the official name.

    It can''t be a reward or a tabernacle for anything, but an institution built by the goddess of beauty and art in the corner of Falve. It is an opera theatre that can accommodate nearly a thousand people, also with a multi-purpose hall.

    Acoustics and stage performances, I''m not sure about Yut, but he''s not exaggerating when he says he''s the best in the world.

    That''s quite a thing, but naturally, the Order of the Riya God is not silent.

    I have come to the petition day after day to say that although I learned from past cases and it was only the claim of ownership that I could not give up my first performance. And the same goes for those troupe officials who initially wanted the theatre in Falve.

    That adjustment, to be honest, is tedious.

    So much so that I seriously considered putting Valtrude on stage with Lordship authority, about 70%. It was rejected by tears, so it was dodged by the conscience of the remaining 30%.

    In the meantime, it is decided to set a deadline and let the parties discuss it.

    If we don''t meet the deadline, we plan to earn Tertione and give a presentation by the students at the elementary school.

    And the end of the insect (Insectian).

    After all, Falve residents were terminated without knowing who they were, but the problem was in the underground tunnel they dug into.

    "The soil over there should be full of nutrients."

    The bomb that the god of knowledge Zeras dropped when he left.

    The soil, where giant earthworms (mites) were mowed and numerous insecticides blended in by the water sanctified by the gods, was too small an expression - and so on - suitable for agriculture.

    I proceeded to dig a small amount to confirm, and used that soil to grow appropriate plants in pots - overnight Hannah bloomed, and withered.

    The result made me shrill, but crops may grow regardless of contiguous dysfunction if mixed and used in farmland like fertilizer.

    Thus, the task of staffing experiments and excavations and the associated chores increases.

    The establishment of a research institute attached to the Count of Istas, which also develops bottles of glass iron (crystal iron). There was as much work to be done, such as dealing with the next Hyun-chul meeting (Danishmend).

    Without the support of Dal-Lukash, it would have been so overflow.

    But this is also Yut''s routine.

    Besides, he''s not the only one who''s busy.

    Acorn is involved in Vermilio and the Orientalist in an advisor-like position, while even helping Prince Alsace with his wedding with Eudit.

    Alcia, naturally. Even Valtrude was flirting at the end of the discipline left by the gods.

    It seems to have been tempted not only to the temples of the counts of Istas, but also to the temples of other cities, as well as the presence of secret detectives and apostates of the Verga Empire.

    Exile is on the verge of a sualum birth, and Jonah is seriously going to school. I don''t know if my class attitude is serious.

    And Larsia''s job is to play around with Ritna.

    Therefore, the two of them have been serving liquor since after noon - in this office.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash. It''s time to request the elimination of those meadow species (Magners)"

    "Sure..."

    Dimensional dragons (Kronos Dragon), who fit in as Yut''s secretary, protest modestly. The usual, unwavering eyes. But it looks like we''ve reached the limit of patience.

    "Well, I was the first to admit it. Why are you drinking in my room?"

    "It''s not Yut''s room. It''s a place for work."

    "More of a problem, generally."

    "Because come on. Drink for two, and it''ll be tough if you feel weird."

    "Oh well..."

    Ritna looks at Larsia in tears, like a Mother of Mercy.

    Yut didn''t have the words to speak to such a friend. Silently, I drop my eyes on the documents at hand. Dal-Lukash was also convinced that the emotional subtleties should not have been touched without knowing.

    (Me too, let''s do a lot of things right)

    A day with nothing like that was supposed to end naturally.

    Such routines, however, inadvertently end with words emanating from Dal-Lukash.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, something is about to appear"

    "What do you mean?

    The eye asks the secretary as he follows the letter of the document. Multitasking content grasping and conversation. An alarm rings in the corner of my head, moaning that I''ve even gotten to meet such a stunt.

    "Beyond the dimension, there is something that we try to emerge. Is it possible to deal with it?

    He was a dimensional dragon who advanced the elimination as a hostile force, but Yut was nowhere near it.

    I have an idea.

    "No way, Larsia''s legal spouse came..."

    "Huh?

    "I confirmed the appearance. From here, it is possible to see"

    He was taken to the window. What he saw was the sight as expected.

    Lady River flowing along the side of the Falve. Above that stream, the seemingly giant ship - the Dimensional Navigation Vessel Spelllight - was grandly seated.

    "This is not good."

    Evil Flaming Spirit Prince Il Canjual.

    Ig Nus-Sad, the spider''s subgod, a family of the helix of despair (Leliouria).

    Lookless mother-in-law Koeli Renato.

    Yut has fought death with various paranormal beings in the past.

    He''s in a real hurry.

    "Larsia, go somewhere quick. No, in Moment Move (Teleport) -"

    "Hmm? What do you mean," legal spouse "?

    I''m not angry.

    But his eyes smile without laughing, and Ritna grabs Larsia''s arm quickly.

    "I''m going somewhere far away!

    A desperate plea. At the same time, we resist with the power of the whole body, but we never let go of the red-haired meadow race.

    The strength of Lithona and Larsia, the minute deities (avatars), is almost mutually reinforcing. But we can''t always show strength. Now, Tyrone - Ritna''s power had beaten Larsia''s desperation.

    "Too late..."

    "Don''t give up!

    We can take hard means without thinking about it later, but it''s not something we can hide through forever more than Elizabeth has come.

    "Yuuuch, you''re gonna let me see that ''legal spouse'', right?

    Nor could its weird calling be corrected, and Yut could only nod.

    "Ahhh! Larsia, come on!

    Apparently, Queen Elizabeth, who had already come down from the Spelllight and waited, suddenly ran out, not even at a distance of 100 meters when she found Larsia.

    The hem of the dress stirs and the hair shakes.

    It''s not the kind of action a queen of a country should take, but she was separated from her loved ones. As much as this, you should be forgiven.

    That''s right. Don''t you say anything about the few people you''re bringing with you? Now you''re right.

    Besides, she''s not the queen right now.

    In front of that guy, he''s just a woman. In this land, it is permissible.

    "Stop, stop"

    Yet the beloved waves his hands and tries to stop him.

    Connected.

    It makes me sad.

    "Master Larsia, you mean"

    But that''s a little spice, too. Of course, Elizabeth knows that she doesn''t really hate it.

    So I tried to hug him as hard as I could.

    "What''s your relationship with Larsia the Atashi?

    On the verge of that, there was something to talk about.

    Ritna''s tail stretches and she''s slightly joking, but her eyes haven''t laughed since earlier.

    "Of course, we''re a couple who love each other"

    Was there something caught in the feeling of a maiden in love? Elizabeth also has swordswallowing colors in her eyes and thorns in her voice. Only where I emphasized "couple," though it sounded sweet.

    "Why? What do you mean?

    And the surrounding wolf Larsia.

    A short distance from those three was Yut and Valtrude.

    "Hey Yut. Tyrone, is God serious about Larsia?

    "Come on?"

    My favorite toy was actually someone else''s.

    Though that just doesn''t seem to bother me, the observational eye of Yut''s romantic relationship is less credible than the magic. That''s the same for Valtrude.

    In addition, there was no way to understand the romantic views of the gods or the minute deities (avatars).

    "Uh, I''ll explain it again, won''t I?

    But you can''t leave me alone.

    The house sergeant of the Count Istas family walks slowly to feel majestic and spare, hiding Larsia with her glistening eyes on her back, confronting them both.

    "This is Queen Elizabeth. I have known Larsia when she embarked on an adventure to The Land of Oblivion to help her reign. So, well, there''s a good legal backing that we were dealing with, and that during that stay, it would be a relationship between my wife and my husband."

    Would you have picked too many words?

    Ritna, the minute god of Tyrone, put her arms together and looked reluctant. I wonder, observe Queen Elizabeth''s limb from top to bottom as if it were worthwhile. Don''t hesitate to lick it around.

    "Ha."

    And I laughed. I laughed with my nose.

    As a matter of course, Queen Elizabeth is so beautiful that she has no complaining about her appearance or body.

    However, by human standards.

    From the aesthetic feel of the meadow species - as Larsia used to say - her body was large and her hands and feet were too long.

    "Something like that. It doesn''t matter if you have love, does it?

    "Huh? Yeah?

    All of a sudden, Larsia wandered blatantly.

    (You can afford it when you mess with me, but you''re weak when you get attacked...)

    Seeing how it went, Yut prepared the mud.

    "And Ritna over here is Larsia''s... what?

    Friend or mother?

    Think again, none of them stick together.

    "Feeling like my sister?

    "Well, I guess that''s the place"

    Larsia agreed too, so let''s just push through with this.

    Despite that policy, Elizabeth is also not just laughing at her eyes.

    Looking at the same woman, Valtrude moved farther away than earlier, waved her hand to the side and said, "I can''t. out of hand," he tells me with his gaze.

    Even she, proud of her constant victory, seemed to have a feud she didn''t want to intervene in.

    "Is that Larsia''s sister? This is the first time I''ve seen you. My wife... I mean my sister-in-law, Elizabeth."

    "Sister. Well, I guess that''s all right with Atashi so far. I never meant to have a sister-in-law."

    One touch instant. The air trembles in tension...... illusion.

    What tore it apart was a man like full body armor who came down from overhead masterfully manipulating jet injections.

    "Your Majesty, we''ll wrap up the rest of the negotiations here"

    "Batras......?

    "Ha. Batras, though"

    A land of oblivion that has repeatedly collapsed civilizations.

    A robot (Warmakina) created by a factory manager (Plant Manager) who was present in the old civilization. Artificial life, such as moving full-body armor, is divided into two contenders.

    "You should have left it in the country......?

    "Hahahahaha. What do you do when the escort is away from the escort target"

    "Where the hell were you hiding?

    "Your Majesty, there are so many things in this world that you''d rather not know?

    "I forbade you to build hidden doors on your own -"

    It was the same obedience.

    But with this unreadability of air, he might be able to sort things out, as if he were going to break the thread that came with him.

    "Well, isn''t it good? Anyway, I''m on your side, as a matter of course."

    Can we do something about it?

    "We''ll take care of the negotiations with Amaxa. Inside, there are three of us, talk carefully."

    There was no way I could have done something about it.

    "Hey. Three."

    Feeling in danger, Larsia grabs Yut''s robe.

    No, I tried to grab it.

    Two hands tied to each other on the brink, and that won''t come true.

    "So you''re talking about family (...)"

    "Right. We will."

    "By the way, say no to me -"

    I don''t think so.

    "None."

    Larsia''s room in a castle fortress, or a safe house where you have some?

    I don''t know where we''re going, Larsia, but the two of us are taking us.

    "Uh, um... Be gentle."

    All I could do to Yut was beg him to be nice at least.

    Would it have reached the hearts of Elizabeth and Ritna, who have not replied and have smiled very well?

    And the next morning.

    I couldn''t see Larsia, but with a sunny look Elizabeth and Ritna took him up and showed up. He had no choice but to believe that the worst had been avoided because of the way the two of them seemed to have intentionally engaged for some reason.

 200 2. Exchangers Mind

    "And for now, is Larsia safe?

    The day after the Queen (Elizabeth) and the Minutemen (Ritna) took away the bandits of the meadow race (Larsia). To Elizabeth with a strangely neat look, Yut utters a fearful word of confirmation.

    But the Queen asked, if she''s not sure what they''re saying, just smiles innocently. The expression was surprisingly young and worthy of the Princess of Thin Happiness, who had a coup d ''¨¦tat against her uncle.

    "Is it possible that we would harm Larsia?"

    "Really? ''Us''..."

    All together, the two of us who came to this castle fortress. There was no remorse in Elizabeth, who was led to Yut''s office for an informal visit, or in Ritna, who went to the kitchen of the fortress to find food.

    I don''t know what process I went through, but they built a good relationship between my wife and my sister anyway.

    Has love saved the world?

    However, Larsia may not think she needs love or anything else anymore.

    Sinful, thy name be love.

    Just a little immersed in a literary mood, Yut shakes his head gently and switches to practice.

    "This is the deal, but we agreed with Mr. Batras in the big frame"

    Elizabeth is not only here to overlap Larsia and Meise in everything.

    The "land of oblivion", where the collapse of repeated civilizations makes animals, especially livestock, extremely scarce, is, on the other hand, blessed with rare magical silver (miserable) and adamantine and other ores in the Brewers.

    It''s a valuable deal to make up for each other''s shortages.

    Of course, given that we are visiting earlier than originally assumed, I can''t even say that the Queen had no heart.

    "Please confirm"

    "I''m here, I''m not the queen..."

    That being said, Elizabeth receives the inventory Yut gave her. I look through the paperwork as I fix my silver hair flakes.

    Last time it was the Spelllight, which focused on cattle, pigs, goats, sheep, horses and other livestock animals, but that was not the only request this time.

    Wolves and hawks. Alternatively, there is a wide variety of bats, mice, fish, etc. It''s like you''re aiming for an ark.

    Some of them are not on the market, so you have to ask the adventurer to collect them specially.

    "Exactly, collecting everything takes time"

    "Naturally. I''ll wait as long as I can."

    I don''t think that''s even an end, but I guess it''s true that it doesn''t matter if it''s too late. Unexpectedly a bitter laugh yuut.

    "But I also feel like I''m getting a little too much"

    "It''s the same here."

    The queen smiles flashly.

    If I didn''t know her very well, I''d almost be drawn in by accident.

    "Besides, we also satisfy our personal desires, not our national interests."

    "Oh...... Maybe that''s the same for Mr. Batras."

    "And Batras? Um... What about Batras?

    "I don''t mean anything."

    Are you concerned about the trend of the robot (Warmakina)? In such a way as fear, Elizabeth asks.

    The heavyweight knight had disappeared when he put the negotiations together early. In the city, I guess I went looking for a cat.

    Definitely. I''m getting reports from Yona that she was intimidated by a cat she owns in a primary school.

    Maybe even a cat cafe should be made. Not good. I''m immersed.

    "Are you done to that extent? But I''ll make sure you don''t miss the surveillance."

    Take a breath of relief and look blatantly relieved. I''m not a queen, I''m not Larsia''s self-proclaimed wife. Her, another side of the glimpse.

    "Sure, well, that''s it. I don''t think there''s much harm done."

    "That''s right."

    "hahaha"

    "Other than me, yes."

    "hahahaha"

    I stepped on a mine.

    But Yut, on the surface, doesn''t break his spare attitude.

    Mouth the herbal tea as if nothing had happened, and at the same time, try to twist another topic.

    "Speaking of which, me and Alcia will be away for a while"

    "Well, yes."

    "Yes, to negotiate a little with my neighbor."

    Not too mundane and good, but not enough to keep it a secret.

    Yut explained to Elizabeth his troubles with Viscount Playmea and going to negotiate whether there were any substitutes for that compensation.

    "Is it Master Left..."

    But somehow she clouds her expression.

    Surprised that something would have gone wrong, Elizabeth tightened her expression and opened her mouth strictly.

    "I know it''s unnecessary, but let me say it as a precursor to those involved in politics"

    That''s exactly the style of the queen.

    Unexpectedly, Yut''s spine also stretches.

    "Sweet."

    "Sweet?"

    Will there be an amount of compensation? Or try to reduce what you decide once, with that attitude?

    "A neighbor is an enemy. It is not generous to pity the enemy. It''s sin."

    "It''s a friendly country..."

    The neighboring kingdom of the Kronika god is an ally in the service of the gods of good, as is the kingdom of Rotosilt. Wrong, but not enemy.

    But Elizabeth points out that that is a mistake.

    "Even if it were now, the future would not be guaranteed. Chronica, is this the kingdom of God? If that country is playing the role of a jetty, cutting national power is a lower measure¡­"

    "The other way around."

    The Verga Empire - it is the Rotosilt kingdom that is the bulwark from evil. The alliance with the Kingdom of the Chronica God has the advantage of eliminating the need to worry about the back.

    But more than that, he had given the Cronican Divine Kingdom the benefit of not having to confront the Verga Empire directly.

    "Then a sweet response could put the other person up"

    "I''m an allied opponent, so I''m forgiven..."

    "Yeah. If I were you, I''d at least be sending soldiers to the border"

    Harsh.

    But there was an atmosphere on her that made her wonder if that was one of the choices of the exchangers. Civil unrest and subsequent reign. Reminds me that there would have been various difficulties.

    Nevertheless, Yut is not involved in national politics. (i) There is a degree of representation of local lords. So I don''t have that much authority or obligation...

    "Is it sweet..."

    "Right. Reviewing compensation also makes no sense if it''s too harsh and invites extra backlash, but it looks repelled to squeeze itself"

    "That''s true."

    Yut fully acknowledged Elizabeth''s allegations.

    If we respond harshly to Viscount Playmea, it will be its inhabitants who will eventually be in need. I''m not in trouble for the money either.

    Then I thought if I could discover something that I didn''t think was a resource over there and offset it, it would be a story that would benefit both sides.

    That''s the ideal theory, the silver-haired queen breaks it.

    "I think there is room for those who have power. Tolerance is a virtue, but they don''t appreciate it honestly"

    "My ear hurts..."

    Yut accidentally went back to being a vegetable.

    It goes against my tastes and aesthetics, such as the exaggeration of power, but it certainly doesn''t make sense that I''m crushing my adversaries with it every time.

    "From me, you''re rather teethy. I mean, shouldn''t you be interested in the country independently? And minister Lady Larsia."

    "hahahahaha"

    It won''t be a return of interest earlier, but I can''t respond to Elizabeth''s remarks that are blurry. Rather than laughing and deluding.

    Of course, I guess Elizabeth doesn''t mean it either.

    Smile gracefully, bow your head lightly, and take down your earlier suggestions at the same time.

    "An outsider has made an extra mouthful. Forget it."

    "Terrible. Apart from talking about independence, the others were helpful. Thank you."

    Think of it, she was the first person whose interests could talk about policy without conflict or association. Plus, they''re the bigger, more experienced predecessors.

    Very informative.

    However, there were some special circumstances.

    "But the Count Istus family (of which) must also take care of their reputation."

    "Oh...... How about that?"

    "Because it''s what I like and do"

    Valtrude Istas.

    The Virgin of Helenonia. A hero who saved the world.

    Diplomacy, which takes place in her name, must not be pursued solely for profit. That''s Valtrude''s, because he''s going to pity the people he loves the most in the world.

    "It''s really troublesome talk about national interests and politics."

    "Not at all. My domestic situation is also somewhat involved."

    Letter from Prince Alsace. Yut laughs bitterly, recalling a political statement other than about the wedding, which was in it.

    In some cases, you have to think about bringing your enemies on our side. To do this, Viscount Playmea - you can''t even hunt down the Chronica Divine Kingdom too much.

    Exactly, although I can''t talk about this.

    "Speaking of which, Exile will have children,"

    "Yeah. Sounds like it''s coming soon."

    I don''t know if I can think of rock giants (Jarloot) getting pregnant or giving birth the same way as humans do, but it seems to give birth in a month or two.

    It is so emotional that that Exile seems to be struggling with the naming of the child.

    "Let me give you something to celebrate, too. Exactly, it will be difficult to be present."

    "I think I''ll be happy"

    The political story is about to end and the office door opens without a knock.

    There''s only one person who does this.

    "Eri Eri. Have you finished your work yet?

    "Yes. Sister"

    "Eri Eri... Sister......"

    Ritna rushing over with a small body and Elizabeth welcoming it with a full grin.

    Perhaps she sprung the suspicion that anything would be good for a meadow race (Magner), but she instantly took it into the trash.

    The next day, Yut, along with Alcia, first traveled to Rimainz, Dwarf.

    In the end, I didn''t even face Larsia.

 201 3. The whereabouts of rare ore

    It''s been a long time since Yut visited Mainz.

    Mountain Range Zone, which serves as a border with the Kingdom of the Chronica God. It is the Miranda chiefs who live in the city of Mainz who are in a position to put together the Dwarves who are in the vicinity.

    "Yut. Why didn''t you travel directly to the city?

    "You''d be surprised if you came all of a sudden."

    White magician''s robe in a black uniform. In other words, in the usual outfit, Yuut climbs the mountain path to the city of Mainz.

    Along with Valtrude, it''s the same as when I first came to this city, but it''s not her beside me, it''s Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter - Alcia.

    "You''re touching it, aren''t you? And, to my surprise, now...?

    In fact, when Regina and the other Hardenturm merchants are brought in, they appear at the entrance to the city in Moment Travel.

    Over there, that''s how it should be woven.

    "I see. Apparently, that''s not the only reason"

    "That''s not true, is it?

    A grand magician (Arch Mage) who smiles and denies while slightly disturbing his breath. But it doesn''t work for Alcia with an emotional ring. No, it would have been nursed without it.

    "Because of this, I wanted to walk with Mr. Arcia for a little while."

    "Huh?"

    However, that''s not necessarily the vector she expected. Yut said such a reason while looking at the white smoke that seemed across the hill.

    I accidentally stop at words I never thought I would.

    "I''ve been following you a lot lately."

    "That''s... that''s true"

    The coming of the gods and their aftermath have rarely had a serious impact on non-Yut companions as well. Even Valtrude is forced to run at the end of the day. Alcia''s struggle, is that all?

    Yut, who chose her as her partner this time because of her negotiator, also had the purpose of taking her out of Falv.

    So much impact was in the coming of the gods.

    He said, "I never thought of that because he left it to me."

    "I wish I could have helped, too."

    "It will be full of Yut."

    It was hardened - not so much a mountain path that it was reduced and raised by many passages. Carriage railway tracks run through a nearby staircase of height.

    I didn''t try to get on the way like a bus, and in the first place, I wasn''t wrong because there aren''t many copies.

    Not that it''s lack of exercise, but it''s hard on modern people. It''s also hard for the users of science spells who rely on spells to move them off.

    Still, I''m happy now.

    You two stand side by side. But at a distance that is too tight to touch your shoulders or hands, you go for the city of Mainz.

    Keep walking silently for a while - it was Alcia who flew the white flag first.

    "Speaking of which, is Larsia going to be okay?

    Talk about the temple, and other confirmations of progress, and negotiations in Mainz and the Kingdom of the Chronica.

    Such a topic brings me to my head, but I dismiss it as not going to. That''s why I don''t know about fianc¨¦e-like stories.

    So, it''s a fellow story that came out.

    "Ah. Well, I think the world has been saved,"

    "What about the world? And Larsia?"

    "¡­ Larsia is also a part of the world"

    "At a time like this, would Val say, ''Look me in the eye and tell me''?

    "Because if we don''t make a confirmation, maybe there''s a healthy Larsia..."

    "While it''s possible, maybe it is..."

    I don''t know if this deserves a conversation with my fianc¨¦e, but the weird silence was dispelled.

    Unlike Yut, he does not disturb one breath, and Arcia nods satisfactorily.

    "I think Alcia''s nervousness has also eased. That''s right, Larsia."

    "Nervous? Me?

    Even once again, Arcia stops to the point that she was completely unconscious. So unexpectedly, two hands touch.

    Contacts like accidents that don''t have to be conscious.

    Yet Arcia''s face turned bright red.

    "Something''s been tough on my face for a long time... Is that you, Mr. Arcia?

    Yes, I remember.

    Too many incidents had occurred, driving him to the corner of his consciousness - but right on his side, he was the man who defended himself and duelled, prevailed, and put him in circles.

    Such a situation of being alone with him.

    Now, realizing such a simple fact, Arcia was visibly upset.

    "You feel something subtle..."

    "Never mind, really"

    It was two of them, Yut and Arsia, who reached the city of Mainz, but there was an unnatural distance, and then it is not hidden that we are conscious of each other.

    In his own mansion, Sheikh Miranda, welcoming both of them, looks at it strangely.

    - Of course, it''s an act.

    Subraces such as Dwarves and Elves don''t feel that way unless they''re in the breeding season - so demand for establishments like whorehouses is low in Falv, where there''s a lot of Dwarves - swollen in love is a daily tea meal.

    There''s no way she''s old enough not to notice.

    I smile at the way they look, the benefactor in the inside. However, due to the change in the degree to which the crease on his face thickened, he was never noticed by Yut now.

    "Is Tordek and the others helpful?"

    "Of course. Without them, we won''t be able to make it."

    When Yut visited Mainz with Valtrude, he was alone with the chief to discuss the introduction of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

    The Chieftain''s private reception room, while leaving an atmosphere of old, had changed his impression considerably.

    Unlike the Great Hall, a Dwarf-like room with less emphasis on lighting.

    The interior, with the impression of a rock creeping, was decorated with a conditioning that had never existed before, and there was also the symbol of Dwarf''s patron saint Ducommerce - a hammer and a gold floor - made of bold iron.

    The interior, illuminated by lights enclosing a light fire (light) in the glass iron, seems to symbolize the main resurrected by the glass iron.

    "Thanks to you, the Falve has become a lot more like a city"

    "Then more than anything."

    Having exchanged brief greetings, he corrected his posture on a rug that had become more premium than before, and Yut cut to the point.

    "Today, I asked for several reasons"

    "I haven''t heard the details yet..."

    "If possible, because I want to proceed with all of them in secret"

    Chief Miranda''s face draws slightly. This is how they cut me out when I was on the Bold Railroad and when I was on the Carriage Railroad.

    Alcia was listening to him in silence like that.

    "First of all, I used to have a bottle made of glass iron."

    "Uhm. I''ll listen to you."

    "Actually, if you put a little spell on that one, it became a substitute for the food inside not rotting on an annual basis"

    "... what?

    Chieftain''s movement stops.

    I wouldn''t even have thought of how that would change the world, but to the best of my comprehension, it was too shocking.

    "Well, since the spell used is a staircase considerably higher than the Light Fire, there''s no way to mass produce it..."

    Dwarf hospitality is beer, not tea.

    They kept it in a pot. So it only dampened my tongue, and Yut goes on.

    "But when every bottle boils, you don''t have to use a spell to save food, do you? The contents are more limited than using spells, but on a yearly basis."

    "... what?

    "Finally, I was wondering if I could make a lid like this or something"

    That''s what I said and removed it from the bag of infinite storage was a bottle of jam I brought in from Earth. Keep talking as you line up some of that.

    "Oh, I''ll give you this, please. If you throw away the contents too, eat them."

    "Yut, let''s stop."

    So, Arcia makes a stop.

    Sheikh Miranda was in a terrible hurry, but she also found out that she was blind.

    "Chief Miranda, as far as we are concerned, we would like you to increase the production of these bottles and identify suitable shapes for increasing production, etc."

    "If that''s what you mean..."

    The head of the dwarf, who was being pushed by Yut''s words, regains his composure.

    His bad habit, Arcia thinks.

    It''s not about secrecy, but it doesn''t reveal the whole story until it''s critical to ensure. Now, in order to be honest, we will try to disclose all the information.

    Now, the other person is bewildered and natural.

    But there''s no problem.

    Because I am here to assist you.

    "But I haven''t had enough men lately. Not too much."

    "I don''t mind because I haven''t completely finished my research."

    Yut, who softly touched Arcia''s hand sitting next to him and conveyed his gratitude, gave him a difficult look even as he said so.

    "Then I wonder if this one is difficult..."

    That said, the next thing I took out of my bag of infinite storage was some of the transactional items I received from Elizabeth.

    It is a mysterious ore, close to clear blue-green and loess.

    "I heard you talking..."

    Previously, when Elizabeth and the others came, the situation was explained internally. The volume of the last transaction was to the extent of whether I could make 10 sets of weapons and armor, and I didn''t have much use for it.

    That''s why I stocked it, but this time it''s 10 times that.

    Just for what I just took out was enough to surprise Chief Miranda.

    "When I can actually show you this much, it''s obvious to everyone. I want to praise my judgment."

    I can entrust you with precious ore.

    It greatly stimulates Dwarf blacksmiths.

    It worked well when it came to glass iron, but when it comes to adding more magical silver (miserable) and adamantine, the story is different.

    Firstly, the number of skilled craftsmen entrusted to them is small.

    Even other craftsmen would be able to do it if they took time, but then they would stick around in various places.

    This is why the chief kept it in his chest.

    "Even here, you''re understaffed..."

    "If you can get the Tordeks back, we might be able to figure it out..."

    "I can''t..."

    Then Yut will either concentrate on the construction industry, or they will welcome immigrants from outside the territory to engage in it.

    "There''s hope in person."

    "Right. Then you''d better look for a dwarf guess to come to us..."

    "If that''s the case, there''s only one thing I know."

    The look on the face of Chief Miranda who said so was, however, deeper in wrinkles and darker in worry.

    "Let me hear it"

    To such a little old woman, Yut bows his head without hesitation.

    I didn''t feel like it, but there''s no way I wouldn''t be told that much.

    "Deep in this mountain range, people like me and my relatives lived there."

    Once, two races lived in a cave.

    One became a species known as Dwarves, out on earth.

    The other says that he lives near the top of the volcano and refuses to come into contact with the outside world, although he has also been out on the ground.

    Lava Fairy - Dravael.

    "They''re bigots, alcoholics, and only interested in blacksmiths."

    It must be quite something that Dwarf would describe it as such.

    "They, near here?

    "I only know the general location."

    From that tone came the atmosphere of not wanting to get involved as much as possible.

    But Yut''s heart is set.

    You don''t have to rely on an emotional ring, or touch your hand. To Alcia, I knew that very well.

 202 4. Lava Fairy Dravael

    "Actually, you want to build a tunnel around here to connect with your neighbor,"

    Spread beneath your eyes are the magnificent mountains.

    The ridge with clouds evokes emotion in the mind of the beholder just because it is there. The weather is beautiful, the air is clear, and the view glimpses from the flying carpet are exceptional.

    In this world where planes do not exist, they cannot be seen with the help of spells or magic devices (magic items). Yut had fully exercised that privilege.

    Most importantly, I wouldn''t have said such a long thing without the benefit of the Heat and Cold Resistance (Coginess) spell.

    "But I can''t do it on my own until I get that understanding over there."

    Conversely, it did not mean that it was possible to achieve it as long as it could be cleared there.

    Yut touches the jewels of the land from the top of his clothes, which he leaves in his uniform pocket.

    If used without fear of risk, it is also easy to penetrate mountains and create tunnels. All you have to do is lay and connect the carriage railroad tracks and you''re done getting ready.

    The deal, which was taking place over narrow, thin mountain paths, would explode.

    "Being convenient means that the army will also be able to dispatch... That''s hard."

    I stayed in Mainz for just a few hours.

    By noon, it was about time the two of them became empty dwellers.

    When you actually come on the ground, you get a lot of ideas. The politician''s inspection isn''t entirely wasted either... but of course I''m not here to look down on the construction.

    We are on a journey towards the settlement of Dravael that it is the proximal species of Dwarf.

    "Um, Yut?

    "What is it?

    On a flying carpet. Arcia sits next to Yut and speaks out a little awkward. For her to rely on a crimson eyelid, the landscape doesn''t mean anything.

    If only we could be together. Val and Acorn are with us, and it''s better to watch from where we pulled it off.

    But first, there was something I had to check.

    "Do you negotiate with Dravael, do you have a math?

    "Mm-hmm. Speaking of which, I guess I do."

    In a way, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) seems to reply. It also conveyed to Alcia that it was utterly unplanned¡­ now she gave a surprise look, not a flash.

    "Today, it''s fun to see all the looks on Arcia''s face"

    "You''re angry, aren''t you?

    If you take it seriously, your voice and expression will be flat. If it was Jonah, I''d be on the run feeling the crisis.

    "In the meantime, I''m bringing alcohol. I guess we''ll figure it out."

    Rather than bringing it, you''re right to describe it as leaving it in.

    The rest of the alcohol brought in from Earth. By the coming of the gods - rather than by Regra God and Exile - I was only securing a little for when something happened.

    It won''t be enough, but let''s think of it as something of a greeting.

    "Besides, you don''t always have to talk about it."

    "It is...... That''s true, though."

    If you can''t process magic silver (Mithral) or Adamantine ore in your territory, you can sell it off. Until you''re ready, you can store it.

    It doesn''t mean you have to have the legendary sword struck to defeat the Demon King. In that sense, it was an easy one.

    "Then wouldn''t it have been nice if we had done our errands in the Kingdom of the Chronica God?

    "Well, because I can afford it on the schedule"

    Take your eyes off the mountains and turn to Arsia and say:

    Sure it is.

    Their journey to fly through the sky and freely use Moment Travel (Teleport) is fast. Same as shrinking the world.

    "Well, it''s around here that the chief told me..."

    On a big mess of maps, this is another mark on a big mess.

    With that as a clue, Yut drops the altitude of the flying carpet and looks for Dravael''s address.

    "I want carnaval"

    Though such stupidity emerged along the way, I managed to discover a cave that looked like it in about an hour.

    But it leaves me wondering if it''s really okay here.

    "It''s so hot."

    "Even" Heat and Cold Resistance "cannot be corrected."

    Although protected by spells, the air is actually thin and its air is almost close to steam. If I were there for a few minutes, I''d start to feel like I''m in danger for my life.

    As a result, no plants have grown either and there are only rocks.

    Obviously, it was not the environment in which the organism was supposed to live.

    "I remember the cave where the Blast Dragon was."

    "Right......"

    Once a mighty ancient species dragon pushed to the brink of total annihilation. Surprised from within the lava after being deterred from the effects of the spell,

    My people are resuscitated and fulfilling revenge, but it''s still not a good memory.

    "Well, what do you want to do?

    "There''s no ringing bell, let me go inside"

    Japan would be a fine trespass, but no one cares about it is on the adventurer.

    With no particular hesitation, he turned to the cave, from which a snug red shadow appeared.

    (This is convenient)

    Though I do, I will not fail to be vigilant.

    "Kisannah, what is it?"

    The voice of who and what is uttered in the harsh common language.

    He has the same physique as Dwarf, but his hair is dark brown and covers his entire body.

    The face is also covered by a beard that is almost integrated with the hair, hidden in crude clothes and the skin is completely invisible. With his barely visible dough nose and indented eyes, it was conveyed that it was his face there.

    "It''s what governs this neighborhood."

    "It''s none of my business."

    "I know. I''m here today to make a request."

    From the bag of infinite storage, remove the ore and place it on your hand.

    Stick it out to show off your fist college, but your opponent doesn''t react to anything.

    Stay put for a few minutes.

    Come on, Yut was also anxious, and suddenly Dravael''s man turned back on his heel.

    It would mean following me.

    "Instead, I''d be in trouble if I wasn''t"

    "Sometimes Sheikh Miranda just calls it bigotry."

    Whispering that sentiment, both Yut and Arsia go into the cave.

    Did the interior have hands on the cave of nature, and the ceiling was low and difficult to walk, although the ground was uniform once. Also, the enthusiasm is terrible, and it''s still not the kind of environment people can live in.

    I realize that as I move on.

    But this is the perfect environment for them.

    Dravael doesn''t need food to live. Surprisingly, they say they replenish the food they live by immersing themselves in lava.

    I don''t know the rationale, but it''s the result of a pluralistic investigation. There will be no mistake.

    Alcohol is a complete hobby.

    Except for that, you don''t have to make money, you just punch into a blacksmith.

    "You''re a blacksmith."

    "He''s like a fairy."

    Those two sentiments were firing targets in a way.

    It took a long time for a species called Dravael to evolve that way.

    "Here, come in."

    Dravael, who was leading the Yuts, pointed to a certain horizontal hole.

    If you''re Yona or Larsia, you can afford it. Yut is critical. Exile would expand itself.

    "Well, I''ll be first"

    After crawling on all fours for a while, I went out into a big space.

    Is the radius about 10 meters? It''s lava in the back. There''s a whole bunch of it, and I feel pretty hot. The part that touched the wall was filled with rocks, and in its shadow the dravaels gathered to surround it.

    But I can''t tell the difference in appearance at all. Doubt the illusion, stare, but it doesn''t disappear.

    I hope it''s real, but unfortunately it was far from Merchant.

    "Mr. Arcia, it''s okay."

    "Okay."

    Follow that voice, and Arcia also faces out the entrance.

    Relying on her crimson eyelids, she didn''t realize she had the same face, but was just slightly inclined to the fact that there were multiple beings of the same physique.

    Just curious, but I don''t necessarily have a decent answer from what I''ve heard.

    Besides, before we get down to business, it''s trivial.

    "I am Yut Amaxa, the deputy lord who rules the vicinity. I got a request today, but first, take this."

    Greetings are there, too, and Yut lines up some liquor bottles.

    There are many types of sake bottles, whiskey, wine, etc., but only about 1-2 bottles each. Maybe not enough, I also took out the barrel of ale I''ve been getting from Mainz.

    "This is like a thank you for listening."

    "It''s brilliant."

    When was it close?

    One Dravael takes a serious look at the craftsmanship with a bottle of whiskey in his hand. In addition, each of the other dravaels that surrounded the perimeter flocked to their liking, empty the contents.

    What kind of japan is that?

    In a hurry to think weird about that different sight - it''s not Japan in the first place - Yut takes a distance. Alcia supported his back like that.

    "I''ll do you a favor"

    In minutes of things, Dravael drinks up.

    I guess he''s the representative. I''ve come close to Yut''s feet, upward - though I''m barely blind - to say it. Other dravaels have disappeared into the shadows of the surrounding rocks again, but there seems to be no objection.

    "Is that a sword? Spears? Armor needs to be measured."

    "I don''t need that"

    Unexpectedly, Arcia was about to raise her voice.

    Bring in magic silver (miserable) or adamantine, and what do you mean, no need for weapons?

    Not long ago, before I came back from Earth, I would certainly have asked.

    But not now.

    Instead, I even thought I should have expected it. At least, even if Acorn couldn''t predict it, you''d be convinced if you asked.

    "Sounds like Yut."

    and.

    So Arcia won''t interfere either. Just listen so I can support you if I have my turn.

    "What do you mean you don''t need it?"

    "We don''t need weapons or protective equipment. But I need your arms."

    "Yut, what are you going to have them make?

    "It''s up to them"

    To the words of two large human beings, Dravael sits on the spot without knowing what they mean.

    "I don''t like hard stories."

    It''s like, a child.

    "Oh, my God..."

    Exactly, I guess this was unexpected.

    Yut opened his mouth as he put his thoughts together.

    "My people are well equipped already, as are no other brave men worthy to possess magical silver or Adamantine weapons. So much so that it takes a lot of ore."

    So we don''t need weapons or protective equipment.

    "So I want to ask you guys. I want you to make something that''s not a weapon or a shield, but useful."

    Yut takes out leather bags containing one ore after another from bags of infinite storage.

    Meanwhile, the Dravaels are completely silent.

    Leather bags piled up like earthbags piled up during a typhoon.

    "Yut kun"

    Arcia leans her lips in his ear as she continues to take them out.

    And crushed the idea of reinforcing it.

    "It''s Nice"

    Yut had broken his face and unwittingly held Arcia''s hands to envelop him.

    Nature and Arcia''s expression also loosen to the thoughts transmitted from the hands and emotional sensing rings.

    "Complete Phantom (Mirage Fact)"

    Yut mutilated the page from the spell document and activated the spell.

    The page changes its appearance and video is projected into a circular space.

    "This is the city we live in, called Falve."

    The castle fortress of the Hellenonian God, the opera theatre of the Liya God, paved roads, street lights, standing houses, streets without walls, carriage railways and their tracks.

    One after the other, the landscape switches.

    "And this is my hometown."

    The next reflection was the skyscraper group.

    Trains and stations, cars running down roads, people going and going, ships docking in ports, planes and airports, factories along the sea, huge bridges.

    And inside the house, school, all sorts of tools.

    I projected every landscape I could think of.

    To that unknown sight, the Dravaels deliberately give a voice that does not speak.

    "Hopefully, we''ll be more than happy to be surprised."

    I''m not surprised by anything that''s half-baked.

    This is a challenge.

    I risked my possessions, not my possessions.

    "Whatever it is, it''s natural to have good booze"

    My beard shakes slightly.

    In human terms, a move that is described as a breakdown in rapprochement.

    "So good liquor is worth a thousand steels."

    "Then..."

    "When the moon turns, come back. I want to lose my hips."

    That was Dravael''s idea.

    When we gather under massive quantities of ore like we swarmed by booze earlier, we carry them out one after the other.

    And it was the lava in the back of the room. I jumped into the street.

    I don''t have time to stop.

    "It''s okay...... is it?

    "I guess so."

    After that, they were left with two faces that looked like they had been picked by a fox.

 203 5. Negotiations in the Sabbath Capital (previous)

    The five existing Divine Capitals in the Kingdom of the Chronica God.

    Yut and Arsia, who left the settlement of the Dravaels, entered Nerkut, one of the resting capitals of the Divine Capital, in the course of that day.

    And we didn''t have time for sightseeing, and the next day we were going to be at the negotiating table.

    The location is the Temple of Nerla, goddess of the moon, in the heart of Nerkut. It passes to a balcony in the middle of a temple built on high ground.

    The weather was beautiful that day and the wind was pleasant.

    From here, there was also a view of the city of Nercoot.

    There will also be a room in the temple for talks, but why did you dare designate this place? Maybe they''re looking down there, maybe it''s a sign of hospitality.

    (Well, it''s easier this way)

    No tables, no chairs. And rare tea is also first-class.

    At least they shouldn''t be treated roughly.

    "Thank you for waiting"

    After a while, the negotiator shows up.

    An elf man with a holy mark down from his neck designing a full moon on a black robe similar to Alcia''s.

    His waist is soft and he has a clergy tender grin.

    When it comes to elves, we only know Tertione, the master, but the characteristics are common: hair like gold thread and ears pointy as leaves of a tree. Like him, his eyebrows appear brilliantly in the human eye.

    "Thank you for your time today"

    "Terrible. This is the one that''s bothering you."

    Social-Dictionary Rewards, which may seem white-white together.

    But this is also necessary.

    Yut stood up and shook his hand disappointingly with a loving laugh he didn''t want Valtrude to see. Go on, Arcia says hello in the same way.

    At the end of a typical liturgy all the way, it was time to sit in the patio seat and begin the talks.

    "My name is Gilronto, Bishop of God Nerla."

    "This is Yut Amaxa, the house of the Earl of Istas."

    "I am Arsia, the Truss-Sink God''s servant."

    Though two cleric warriors of escort stand behind an elf named Gilront, they do not introduce themselves. At the same time, it disappeared from Yut''s consciousness.

    "Due to Viscount Playmea''s ill health, the person in charge of Nercoot will respond on his behalf"

    Human illness in high status is a difficult place to interpret, but it was also a story I had heard beforehand.

    Yut nodded in return for his words of sympathy, but even though it is called the Divine Capital, why do you surrogate the Viscount as a man of the city, which is also the temple? The history is somewhat complicated.

    There are five Divine Capitals in the Kingdom of the Chronica.

    Regrax opens the Grand Competition in which Regraz God invited Exile.

    Lutetia with the legend that Fermina, the sun god, has descended.

    Floating in the Great Falls Rune Falls kettle, the onboard city of Millanon has gained the protection of the water''s source.

    Dwarf''s patron saint Ducommerce and the statue of his subordinate god have been dug out into the mountain skin, the mountain city of Archwarg.

    And Nercoot, the resting capital in the county territory of Istas and adjacent areas.

    Legend has it that when a large army of demons (demons) pushed from Naruto, the miracle of Nerla, the moon goddess, covered the entire city with a dark vale and escaped the odds.

    One archbishop to be elected in these five Divine Capitals.

    Its mutual election elects the god king of Chronica, who, during his tenure of 10 years, deposits the kingdom and directs the people''s grass as the earthly agent of the gods.

    The current King of God is also known as the rebirth of Fermina, the Sun God, Seneca II.

    I''ve never seen Yut, but I''m talking about a glowing, extinct beauty.

    "Well, I think we''re gonna lose to Val,"

    "That''s not what I''m saying."

    - The conversation, driven by the darkness of history, is not on the official record.

    Its divine king, but authority was greater than real power.

    It is essentially like the five regions in which the Divine Capital exists form a federal state, with actual governance being exercised by the Divine Capital and the local nobles who belong to it.

    The role of the Divine King was somewhat restricted, including diplomacy and trial, and the right to summon divine troops in emergency situations.

    I can say that we are not geographically adjacent to the forces of evil and that totalisation did not proceed because we are surrounded by friendly countries, or that we do not need to do so.

    The country is fertile, with variations depending on the region, but also warm climates. Sometimes we just call ourselves the Kingdom of God, and the people are also faithful and relatively rich.

    Of course, there exist subracial bounces with layers of evil such as goblins and leaps by the followers of the evil god Daxtum, but they were able to deal with them adequately.

    This time set up, a meeting between the Yuts and Bishop Gilront.

    It is a matter that belongs to diplomacy, which is inherently the sovereign matter of the King of God. Before leaving, Arcia pointed out this point, but Yut replied with a bitter smile.

    "It''s not between countries, it''s between local lords."

    "It sounds weird to me."

    "Right. But when the country comes out here, it''s an exaggeration."

    "... Whatever, it''s troublesome"

    "In the meantime, I''m getting a power of attorney from Prince Alsace and the Chancellor. If it wasn''t a war, you wouldn''t be talking about the consequences. They probably do, too."

    At this time, the look on Yut''s face.

    Alcia, who could not see it, at the same time, could hardly anticipate its subsequent development.

    Bishop Gilronto, the other party in that tragedy, was in a very difficult position.

    In the first place, Viscount Playmea''s indeterminacy is itself a headache issue, and a place of verbal preaching, such as defrauding nobility in other countries.

    Even though it was a punitive reparation, it was a stream that could also be welcomed as Nercoot that saw some settlement between the Lords.

    But when the debt held by the Viscount Playmea family goes beyond its original assumptions and there is a problem with the payment to the Count Istas family - if paid, the residents are likely to be in need - the story changes.

    It is possible to assist from Nerkut or the Temple of Nerla. Ignore rebellions and grievances from other nobles, though.

    From there, there was an offer regarding the review.

    Viscount Playmea''s ill-health is true, but even if not, it would have been the carriage of Bishop Gilronto, who is in charge of the out-of-court at the Temple of Nerla.

    And Bishop Gilront gathered as much information as he could about his negotiators - Yut.

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage), who serves Valtrude Istas, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, the hero of salvation. He said that the technique stretches his legs on the floor of the Subgod, extremes the theoretical spell.

    He was also a visitor from different worlds and had developed much of the territory with ideas not found in this world.

    Even the high brother of the great sage Vainamarinen - although not credible - is also known as a teacher, and in fact, even in partnership with the Vainamarinen School of Magic, he pushes for elementary education in the territory.

    In the meantime, some conspiracy, or some kind of joke, but the evil leader. There were also rumours of a fountain that she was being proposed by Verga, Empress of the Verga Empire.

    Any lord, no, the kind of person the king wants, but he doesn''t seem interested in being born. I have also heard that I have said no to the episcopal story before.

    So you''re building a mountain-like fortune, so from an exchanger''s point of view, you''re going to have trouble treating it.

    Besides, if you step on the tiger''s tail, you get an intense climax.

    Bordering the Kronika Divine Kingdom and the other border line, the Baldur Border Bo family lost a one-on-100 duel - which is odd at the time the battle was established - with immeasurable damage.

    Taken together, this information shows that Yut Amaxa individuals have good, common personalities.

    However, he has the conviction not to yield to any authority against the backdrop of the strength and overwhelming assets of a scientific spell that enters the fifth finger in the world.

    If you hurt that retention, you won''t hesitate to try to get rid of this one.

    Flexible is a difficult business.

    Anyway, for the Count Istas family, the Kingdom of the Chronica God is not a must. We export food, but it couldn''t be the only route more than having a trading port.

    Nor do they carry handbills to soften Yut''s personal attitude.

    Give what to a man who needs no wealth, no status, no honor, no woman.

    It can also be taken for granted that Bishop Gilront, who finished his analysis, had dizziness.

    I know it''s not here. There are also few negotiating materials.

    Still, you can''t give up.

    "Well, let me start by communicating this request"

    With a grinning, people-loving smile, the elf''s diplomat cut it out flat.

    "For both of us, we request a waiver of the right to compensation to Viscount Playmea."

    I''m not spared the thick-faced shameless sleigh.

    It wouldn''t be an act of priesthood either.

    But Bishop Gilronto is also the one who lived long and became the head of the out-of-court. Even if I know I can''t, I have to tell you what to claim.

    "I see."

    With a serious face, Yut shows how the idea looks.

    I don''t change my expression, Nerla, but God''s me was at ease in my heart. Words that could get you in your seat, dangerous. I let it go with due readiness. That seems to have been received more moderately than expected.

    Maybe that great mage also understands the poverty of the Viscount Playmea family. He may have been present with Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter to make it easier to compromise.

    Optimism must be strictly admonished, but there was no denying that hope had sprung up.

    "Fine."

    "Oh, what do you mean"

    You don''t have to hide it.

    Bring joy to the face and express joy with the momentum you are likely to embrace.

    But this can''t be over.

    "What can I say instead, but here''s one too"

    "Let''s accept."

    When this is the real deal from here, Bishop Gilront pulls his mind together.

    Whatever words come out, don''t be surprised. I thought of the demands I had assumed beforehand again.

    Instead of filing a claim with the Viscount Playmea family, we will seek conveniences such as lower tariff rates in our dealings with the Kingdom of the Chronica God itself.

    Transfer of some kind of magic device (magic item).

    A letter of reference to key people in the country.

    There were multiple other assumptions, but there must be room for compromise.

    But.

    It should be taken for granted, the words emanating from Yut were even arguably insane.

    "The city of Falve demands entry into the Kingdom of the Chronica God"

    The unprecedented demands, without dramatic performances, were just pale communicated.

 204 6. Negotiations in the Sabbath Capital (after)

    "The city of Falve demands entry into the Kingdom of the Chronica God"

    Arcia finished listening to the words pronounced by her fianc¨¦e sitting next to her without moving a single expression.

    I didn''t know it beforehand, let alone anticipate it.

    "It''s Yut."

    This is what a Meadow Race (Magner) Bandit (Rogue) would say, but that''s what I meant.

    "That''s..."

    Gilront held his mouth knowing that there was a certain reason for their words, although they seemed to erupt unexpectedly.

    One hand controls the cleric warriors of the escort who tried to drain their weapons behind their backs.

    "What the hell is that supposed to mean?

    The bishop (Bishop), instantly repaired, asks Yut for his sincerity. Even if it''s just superficial, it''s fine.

    The escorts who stand behind them and others still scowl at Yut for bites.

    "My city of Falve continues to develop around the castle fortress that the Hellenic god gave it, and as recently as this, the goddess of beauty and art, the goddess of Liya, built the opera theatre from hand to hand."

    The Divine Divine Divine Body (Avatar), to be precise, but there is no need to explain it.

    "Also, when I heard my wish and the gods descended, I protected the city from the invasion of insects."

    When you line up the facts just like this, it''s tremendous.

    Yut, yes, looks back at the descent of the gods.

    In fact, it left a tremendous impact on the increase in numbers after scaling up old Vainamarinen.

    "Are the conditions lacking?

    I don''t even give you that sentiment every time, Yut asks.

    "Sure, the conditions seem to be fully met. Just how His Majesty the King of God thinks. It''s immeasurable to me."

    There is no shortage.

    No. More than any Divine Capital, it deserves to be called the Divine Capital. It''s a city of miracles.

    If it were on the prints of the Kingdom of the Chronica, it would have been certified from here without having to be told.

    "Assuming you are certified as Kanto - what would you like?

    There is no way that a person believed to be looking for shapeless honor or voice could be in a non-negotiable position. Frankly, Bishop Gilront asks.

    No longer have I blown away to the other side, such as Viscount Playmea''s problem. I don''t care. It''s the last thing.

    Yes. I mean, it''s out of the question. So there''s no need to ask ahead.

    But he''s not a child, either. I am seeking Kanto certification. I don''t know because I didn''t ask why. I couldn''t possibly have made such a report.

    "We ask for the immediate holding of the King of God election"

    "That''s..."

    I had the same reaction because I couldn''t afford it.

    Neither Bishop Gilront nor the cleric warriors of the escort succeeded in two sentences in surprise. I never made a fuss that it was disrespectful, only because I thought that if the new Kanto was certified and the Archbishop was upheld, it would make sense to re-elect the Divine King.

    Alcia, on the other hand, understood everything at the first stage of hearing Yut''s words.

    Nothing. The only thing that kept it a secret, and this theory alone, is the right unscrupulous demands, if restored, are for Valtrude.

    Military rights, one of the few rights that the Divine King of the Kingdom of the Chronica has.

    A confrontation with Verga, which was the will of Valtrude and acknowledged that ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia would also be in the near future.

    If you tie it together, it''s easy to tell.

    We are trying to pull this Kronika kingdom out for a showdown against the Verga Empire.

    If Valtrude had known, he would have received fierce opposition.

    Because I know that, Yut didn''t try to talk to anyone - not exactly, not within his peers.

    "So you think the Count Istas will leave the Rotosilt kingdom and make a saddle change to our Chronica god kingdom?

    If that is the case, there are full advantages for the Kingdom of the Chronica God, as well as for Bishop Gilronto.

    The population is not large, but if turned upside down, it also meant that there was room for increase. New industries such as the Glass Iron (Crystal Iron) and Clothing Business are growing, and more importantly, the impact of the involvement of the heroes of Salvation is significant.

    "No."

    But Yut closes his eyes and shakes his head.

    Thus, he opened his eyes and mouth and continued to explain.

    "Only the city of Falve asks to enter the Kingdom of the Chronica God. The rest of the region will continue to be the imprint of the Kingdom of Rotosilt"

    Valtrude means that it combines the nobility of the Rotosilt kingdom with the archbishop of the Cronican Divine Kingdom - or the Divine King.

    "That''s a long, free story."

    "Yes, I am aware"

    "Yut?

    To a far too straightforward affirmation, Arcia makes a cold voice.

    (Did you get too well)

    Reflected Yut holds her hand under the table. I can''t even be ashamed of myself on this occasion, and act as if nothing had happened with the majesty of the Archbishop (Patriarch).

    To make it good, Yut opened his mouth again as it was.

    "But I don''t think it''s a completely impossible story"

    "Yes, you''re right."

    Aside from what I think on the inside, Gilront agrees.

    It''s selfish talk, but it''s not like you''re losing your way.

    The kinship of the royal marquis nobility is intertwined, and a situation arises in which the nobility of one country is, for another, the most bloody successor.

    This doesn''t change the Brewers or the planet.

    It''s just, it''s a theory on the desk.

    "But whether it''s acceptable or not is a different story. If we are to have a friendly relationship between the two countries, we will need to deal with it accordingly."

    Pretty strong word of protest.

    The air is heavy. Fresh weather sounds like a lie.

    But Yut doesn''t move. Grasping Arcia''s hand gently, he tells her what information she needs.

    "I am also aware of this proposal by His Excellency the Chancellor of the Kingdom of Rotosilt and His Majesty Charlton I"

    "Be... I see"

    As long as it goes through the muscles - or even if it''s not there - intimidation in the name of a discussion in the context of power may make you accept the demands.

    Now, that''s exactly it.

    Neither evil feelings from the kingdom of the Chronica gods.

    In short, I mean it.

    Seriously, I''m trying to confront the Verga Empire.

    "But what about it? Wouldn''t it be possible for your representative to be chosen King of God?

    The King of God is elected by the Archbishop. I''m not consorting, but I don''t think a person like the one I''ve interrupted in the middle of my tenure will be chosen.

    Isn''t it about imposing, until you take that risk?

    The bishop of the elf urged rethinking by saying so.

    "I have these words in my hometown. It''s" God Only Knows. "

    It''s euphemistic, but will it pass on?

    With that in mind, Yut moisturizes his throat with a teacup in his hand and warmed tea.

    Alcia next door because she could afford to check her surroundings. Seeing as, only Yut and Valtrude would know, she had a thin smile.

    Unlike at Dravael''s time, her advice seemed unnecessary so far.

    Rather than that, I''m worried they''ll piss me off later.

    What happened to Bishop Gilronto if he found out he was thinking like such a fearful wife''s house?

    But happy or unhappy, he was filled with his own thoughts.

    "Only God Knows"

    In this Brewers where the gods are real, the words are heavy.

    Think about it as you unconsciously wander around the sacred mark of your chest.

    Assuming that Fermina, the goddess of the sun, Nerla, the goddess of the moon, and Regra, the goddess of power, decide to fight the Verga Empire, is there any chance that they will give a divine commission to elect the hero Valtrude Istas as their flag?

    Possible.

    That''s Gilront''s conclusion.

    Reaching there, rather his heart was clear. Completely, restore calm. Maybe it''s Nerla God''s blessing.

    "I understand what you''re saying."

    With a smile that was not a crop, the bishop of the elf opened his mouth.

    "Now let''s ask you what you really want"

    "Holy shit..."

    Yut smiles bitterly, wondering if he has been spotted lightly.

    That was an age-appropriate look, but rather, it gave the impression of being bottomless.

    But Alcia knows it''s true. Because the power of his hands loosened as if he had been released from tension.

    "Yut, it''s time"

    "Nothing, I''m not lying about that now either..."

    While subtly horrible, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) raises his hands and informs him of his intention to surrender.

    Is that to your fianc¨¦e sitting next to you, or to the negotiator you''re meeting face-to-face?

    Alcia listens to "real hope¡± while surprised by herself that the hands she was in contact with had left her.

    "For one thing, I wouldn''t call it a regular army. Can you send a prostitute to the north tower wall? At least I want you to do the work."

    This is the real demand that was drawn from the result of a brief but intense discussion initiated by the Kaoru of Elizabeth and held with the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Rotosilt, Dieter Shakel, and Prince Alsace - essentially Eudit Malemias.

    To the bishop of the elf, His Majesty the King also told him that he had approved, but in fact he merely subscribed. It is only the result of consideration given to not being used as a censure material when ceding the throne to Prince Alsace.

    "It seems... difficult to say no"

    Besides, recruiting those who wish would gather quite a few. There are issues that should be cleared, such as costs and duration, but in the first place, between countries that believe in the same gods of goodness. There should be no problem.

    "Let''s accept."

    "Good."

    Yut smiles heartily.

    Bishop Gilronto was also approached and about to break his bond, but his guard tightened his face and heart in conjunction with the forbidden.

    "And then, one more thing"

    Is it still here?

    The compromise now is a compromise proposal to the demand for Falve''s entry. I already feel like a story from the past, but it has nothing to do with Viscount Playmea''s waiver of compensation.

    Yes, they made me wolf over irrelevant stories.

    to a young man who would not be living 10% of himself.

    It''s troublesome, even though the background and the power you hold are different.

    "I propose to tunnel through the mountains between Mainz and your country and create a new trading route"

    "I see. Is that a trade route?"

    Finally, it''s going to be a decent negotiation.

    Above all, I''m relieved by it.

    "I''ll make the tunnel here. Maintenance and maintenance here."

    "Seems like a good deal..."

    Of course, that can''t be it.

    "On the other side of the mountain, let me make a hub for a deal - something like a small town"

    "In this territory?

    If that can''t be accepted, it shows the pose of rejection.

    "But you are. How about a set-off with compensation, to lend nearby land?

    At any rate, there is no value for use, such as land near the mountains, nor does it give mining rights.

    Yut nodded slowly to Bishop Gilront''s suggestion. Obviously, I''m relieved.

    Alcia on the other side figured out that wasn''t the act.

    "So when it comes to duration and renewal, can I mean packing again?

    "Right. Because I haven''t been accompanied by anyone who can handle administrative procedures."

    I''m sending an old man Claude, so let''s get him to work.

    Seeing that the Nercoot side also agreed, he cuts the thread of tension that the story is over.

    "Well, if you don''t mind, have a welcome feast."

    "Yes."

    Blocking the bishop''s diplomatic decree, Yut sits back in his chair. When I realized it, the sun was falling. The city of Nerkut is about to be embraced by the bedding of darkness, worthy of the name of the resting capital.

    "Deal on that leasehold, but let''s get rid of customs duties on each other"

    I don''t want to earn either.

    Yes, say it like it''s nothing.

    "Are you serious?

    "Of course, you can also export salt from here, in addition to glass iron (crystal iron)."

    "Ah, salt?"

    Naturally, salt is one of the strategic supplies, even in the Brewers.

    Around Nercoot, Rotosilt Kingdom. To be precise, rock salt had been imported from the adjacent Baldur Border Berg Territory.

    Depending on the quality and quantity, it can be purchased tax free.

    It''s a story that was too much.

    (Speaking of which, Baldur Border Uncle is an anti-Alsatian prince. And was the Count Istas family arguably the opposition of Prince Alsace......)

    I see. I''m good at it.

    This is a kind of stepping stone.

    If there is an inheritance problem in the Rotosilt Kingdom, which will it be? I have been asked to clarify the flag.

    "That''s something you don''t even wish for."

    Finally, a brief question came up.

    Bishop Gilront looks at the young negotiator from the front with a smile that is neither bitter nor crop.

    "We need your permission, Archbishop, but let''s do our best."

    "Thank you"

    The talks end when the two shake hands disappointingly.

    (I can''t do it if I want to)

    In Alcia, which is just as good a man as Valtrude in the fundamental part, we cannot negotiate to flirt with the other person in this way either.

    However, unsuitability and experience are another story.

    I''m sorry I never got used to this again.

    I gently shook my fianc¨¦e''s hand back and told her how it felt to work.

 205 1. The Virgins Depression (Previous)

    "Oh...... Really, it won''t be a shame. Larsia, my sister."

    "It''s okay. Six months isn''t long. Right, Larsia?

    "Oh, yeah. Right."

    A queen of one country breaks her knees and hugs her as a breed (Magner) of hairy meadows. Larsia, a species of the same meadow, watched such a goodbye with her glassy ball-like eyes.

    On the other side of it is the Dimensional Navigation Vessel Spelllight.

    Box ships with Brewers creatures at the expense of rare ores were on their way out.

    Even so, I''m not mad at Larsia''s voice. And beside me, I know very well that I''m exhausted.

    "If it''s a manga expression, it''s where the soul comes from."

    Akane, who likewise came to drop me off, describes Larsia''s condition in a unique expression of the visitor.

    "It, I saw it on Earth"

    With a voice without discouragement, Jonah also agreed.

    "I was eating it as a templar."

    "Don''t eat it!?"

    "Eat my soul?

    "Don''t mix. It''s dangerous!?"

    A big shadow that appears there.

    A rock giant (Jarloot) shows up in front of the queen as she looks sideways at the girls who revived her partner.

    "Be careful and go home."

    "Thank you for your attention. Nevertheless, it is with the utmost hatred that I did not see your son, Exile."

    "What, just give it to me again. I have to thank you."

    Gifted by Elizabeth was a talisman for cheap births petition.

    In fact, it works for everyone because it is a magic device (magic item) that enhances the health of the gear, but I was happy to take care of it.

    Again, the essence is the same as it was when we met.

    I''m just getting a little rampaged up.

    "Hmm. Nothing, you don''t have to use Eggjunior as an excuse to come back, do you?

    "Master Larsia..."

    Larsia, who interrupted the conversation between the two, said so blindly, turning to the side.

    Elizabeth, however, tied her lips together as she was impressed, moisturizing her large eyes.

    "That love, that feeling. I did pass it on to Eliza."

    "Why did you grow up like this..."

    You usually refuse, but sometimes if you''re nice, that''s what happens.

    - Not exactly, Yut, who has just returned from the Kingdom of the Chronica God, shakes hands with the Batras of the Robot (Warmakina).

    A metal firm hand, but I felt wonder and warmth.

    "Despite this sudden visit, I can''t thank you enough for your response"

    "Terrible."

    "No, I didn''t know cats had many different kinds,"

    Without the diplomatic skills I developed in my negotiations with Bishop Gilront, I would have put as much scratch as I wanted. Again, this heavy-duty knight is dangerous.

    "Looking forward to seeing you again"

    "Welcome. I''d like to emigrate."

    Valtrude then advanced and exchanged words with the robot.

    Neither of us is a social dictionary.

    Valtrude, in particular, was very excited to see what kind of weaponry he would make with magical silver (Mithral) and Adamantine ore. It was Valtrude with enough gear, but it seems like a different issue from that and this.

    It should be noted that Yut and Arsia have just returned, so we have yet to report on the use of rare ore.

    "... it''s going to be a big deal"

    Standing one step away from everyone, Alcia sighed lightly thinking about the rest of this.

    "Freedom of Movement!"

    A cheer echoed in the cafeteria and conference room of the castle fortress, not sure what Larsia meant.

    After dropping off Elizabeth and the others aboard the Spelllight, a line gathered in the cafeteria and conference room of the castle fortress. Usually he was tongue-in-cheek at the feast Divine Feast and Acorn dishes, staring at the shaggy meadow species with warmth where important decisions were being made.

    "I know how you feel, but if you do, Larsia''s tense."

    Elizabeth leaves, and by the nature of the story there is no Ritna.

    There''s a lot of anxiety there about letting her go wild, but I guess the sense of liberation surpassed that. With the momentum that seems to dance out on the chair, Larsia expresses joy and ease all over her body.

    "I''m not gonna tell you I want to meet you anymore, I swear."

    "That''s right. It won''t be necessary."

    "Eg......"

    "Don''t sneer, don''t sneer"

    The soothing air enveloped the room.

    Left side of the yut. Valtrude sits on a short part of the edge of the rectangular table. Next to the right is Acorn and to the front is Arcia.

    Next to it, Jonah was turning her raw warm gaze towards Larsia.

    There''s really a lot going on these days, and it seems like a long time since we got together like this.

    I just can''t be immersed in that nostalgia forever.

    "So, Yut. You''re telling me you have a report?

    "Oh, yeah. Mostly, I don''t know what you''ve done in the kingdom of the Kronica..."

    My lord, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), urges me to try to open my mouth, but I feel heavy.

    That''s what I kept a secret, and I have a sense that I did a little too much. If you ask around Acorn, you say, "Where is it, a little bit?" It would also mean, "but that didn''t distract me either.

    More importantly, I don''t want to be enlightened by sincerity.

    "Yut, let me tell you something from me?

    "No."

    That''s unfair.

    Yut, ready, opened his mouth slowly.

    "First, instead of example compensation, we were to rent that land over there to create a town for trading"

    "Also, isn''t Yut having a hard time?

    "It''s okay, ''cause it''s just the way it always is"

    "Yes, but it''s complicated when Jonah tells me"

    "Fine. I like to do it."

    "Joy, this is the town where the Larsian organization will be founded on wings to the Kingdom of the Chronica God."

    Yut and Larsia. The two of them look at each other, hold their fingers, and laugh.

    I''m used to my surroundings, and I won''t say anything until it''s over for now.

    "So, that''s not all, is it?

    "Unfortunately..."

    Exile prompts me to finally mouth the core part.

    "Apart from that, I have pressed the Kingdom of the Chronica to certify the Falv to the Divine Capital, and instead of taking it down, I have attached a commitment to the north tower wall - to issue a prostitute to the Verga Empire"

    "Wait a minute."

    With a way to hold your head down and get a headache - even in that outfit, it''s actually a picture - blocks the story. I''ve never seen her complain of ill health.

    "Falve? How did you end up in Kanto?

    "I don''t know why, either. I''m not talking to an alien, so explain it properly."

    "I''m embarrassed..."

    Explain it so you know, and you''ll even know what motivated you to go for. I wanted to avoid that.

    But reality is ruthless.

    "I don''t know what it is, but I have a feeling Yut''s going to be in trouble"

    Exile keeps his silence, and Jonah somehow looks at this one by riding herself out to the table.

    "Yut, let''s give it up"

    The resistance was pointless.

    Besides, originally, I couldn''t help but say.

    "I talked to Prince Alsace. At this point, the Kronika kingdom wants to pull itself into a war against the Verga Empire."

    I just wanted to say that it wasn''t actually this light nori...... but it was actually to this extent. Interests were matched and even Eudit joined them.

    If it were a serious conspiracy, on the contrary, what would have happened by now? It''s horrible to imagine.

    "If Falv is certified as the Divine Capital, Val will be the candidate for the Divine King"

    "You think I''m the king...?

    Count - soon, I plan to be a marquis - but all of a sudden I''m left with the king. Besides, he was told it could be that of his neighbor, and Valtrude was rigid.

    I don''t know what happened, but Yut and Arcia say. In fact, I guess it''s possible.

    "What do you say we move on where Val doesn''t know?"

    "That''s right. Are you going to destroy the country? Oh, it''s a neighboring country, okay?

    "Rather than Larsia becoming king, it''s okay"

    Acorn, Larsia, Yona. exposed to accusations from the three of them. No, the girl in the albino might not.

    "I see. You know what?"

    Only one rock giant, perceiving the circumstances, gives a voice for understanding heavy bass.

    I was studying military law, maybe I''m alive.

    "Egg understands, I..."

    "It must be hard for the parties to understand."

    "I''m the party......?

    The Cathedral Knight is twisting his neck saying he doesn''t know yet, but Acorn understood with it. As a sign of this, I sneak up on the feet of a childhood friend sitting next to me.

    Damn, the scale is way too big.

    "Yut just wanted to make Val''s side."

    "So I didn''t want to say..."

    Yut holds his head in embarrassment. Apparently, he was right.

    Good and evil - a confrontation between Valtrude and Verga, ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia affirmed, when it happens in the near future.

    A hell of a conspiracy was for that. I mean, Yut did it for himself.

    It irrevocably stimulates the women''s part of Valtrude, but her insistence as a comrade of war, which accounts for a greater proportion, instinctively tries to reject it.

    "Mmmm..."

    Okay. I get the logic.

    I also found that Yut was thinking of himself and moving for the benefit of the whole thing.

    So I can''t be angry.

    But I''m dissatisfied.

    "Also, magic silver and adamantine have been given to people like Dwarf''s relatives"

    This air - mainly Larsia and Jonah, who gesture and gesture - could not stand, and Yut changed the subject openly. Without realizing it would pull the trigger for the case.

    "Yes, that''s it. What kind of weapon do you want me to build?

    "Huh? I don''t make it though"

    "What... so...?

    I don''t use it, Yuut that I won''t need it.

    "I don''t have any use for it, so I gave it to you to make something more amazing."

    Good stuff is good, even if you don''t use it. I was secretly looking forward to being able to do it, Valtrude.

    "That''s true, it is..."

    This is also in Yut for profit and reason.

    So Valtrude can''t be mad.

    Nothing can be done.

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia could not say anything more, with a smile that stirred the conscience and guilt of the beholder.

 206 2. The Virgins Depression (After)

    If you find out this is the room of someone called the Count, everyone will be surprised by the elegant living room.

    Lying in that bed, Valtrude was giving himself up to regret.

    The eyelids are open, but the ice blue eyes do not reflect the dark indoors, and the occasional long lashes are not twitching.

    Only put your right arm on your forehead, and your remaining arms and feet look completely relaxed and defenseless. The brilliance disappears from the ring given to me by Yut, and the pendant of the Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) is sagging.

    I''m going to believe you when you tell me after you cry.

    In that state, the Beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) kept wondering why he was so shocked.

    After the report that was over if you noticed, you didn''t even have dinner, all the time at night.

    On your own, because you were about to be made king of God?

    No, it''s not. Surprised, but not more or less.

    So, because the use of magic silver (miserable) or adamantine was different from expectations?

    Too bad. Too bad, but not childish enough to be furious with it... should be.

    Then, because only one of you isn''t helping?

    No. I knew I wasn''t suitable for territorial management. Now.

    Yes. None of them, it''s a problem, but it''s not serious.

    Why are you depressed?

    All this time, it''s a grand tour without this exit.

    "Val, we''re coming in."

    So, how long has it been?

    I knew it was approaching, but my body reacts to the voice of my darling, who I heard from outside the door.

    "Ah..."

    Poor lips opened and a breath leaked that neither affirmed nor denied. I don''t know if she wants to see him herself.

    I''m coming in.

    I would not have viewed silence as an affirmation, but I never set foot indoors with my will.

    In a room too small for a nobleman''s room. There''s no light. In it, her fianc¨¦e lies in bed and only pale eyes are pointed at her.

    Valtrude brings together a careless and depressing atmosphere.

    She looks different than her regular girlfriend, who is happy and upbeat.

    Besides, Yut was shocked like he had been hit in the head from behind.

    The guilt that I made myself look like this. More than that, the negative attraction, often transmitted from Valtrude, which embodies positive beauty.

    Eat it unintentionally and yuut stiff.

    I only had to spend eternity as it was because I dropped a bunch of paperwork that I had in my hands because I was stunned.

    I picked up the paperwork and then gently lowered my back to the bed, reassuring myself that I didn''t drop supplies from the acorns I had in my other hand

    "Val."

    "Mmm..."

    I don''t want to reply.

    But I can''t ignore it.

    I''m going to unwittingly loosen my cheeks in response like a obstinate child born after such a cute compromise.

    (Dangerous, dangerous)

    Yes. That should be fully enjoyed later.

    Now we have to do something about this Valtrude.

    So don''t be aware of unknown events such as sitting on a bed where your fianc¨¦e lies.

    "Val."

    Bring a chair to the side of the bed and put your stuff on top of it.

    Then I grab the will never - I''m putting it on my forehead - so that at least I can see her face properly.

    "Huh."

    But Valtrude, who shook his head so small that he could mistakenly be seen as humble, refused to do so. I don''t shake Yut''s hand off, but I resist everything I can to frustrate his intentions as to what he hates.

    Once, I just have to let go of my hand.

    Instead, hold the paperwork and speak to your fianc¨¦e begging her to tell you.

    "I''ve been making paperwork to explain. At least wake up."

    "... unreadable"

    "It was!

    I was about to cry pitifully as I watched the paperwork I had made over the course of a few hours splash and fall flickering.

    (How much room I was losing, I was)

    So Acorn had that pathetic look on his face when he gave it to him?

    "Well, let''s at least just have dinner"

    The paper bag handed to me by Acorn - which in itself is selfish and luxurious - contained handmade doughnuts.

    It was freshly done and still warm.

    When I took one of them out, I casually stuck it in my mouth to Valtrude.

    I''ve never seen her before, like she skipped a meal. If you smell this fragrant smell directly, you should eat it.

    "I don''t want it"

    But the thought came off beautifully.

    "Well, I..."

    "Mmm."

    "Let''s make it half."

    Stop being so obvious. Be patient, feel your love for Valtrude grow, while splitting it in half the sarcastic old-fashioned type, again into her mouth.

    Her teasing and adorable lips slightly open and she puts the doughnuts in her mouth so that they stick together.

    "Yut is sloppy"

    "I''ll do anything for Val."

    "That''s how bad it is."

    In the end, a cathedral knight eats half of his doughnuts while falling asleep in bed and takes turns with his gaze.

    In response, I brought something new back to my mouth instead of about to eat.

    "Eat It Yourself"

    I guess my conscience just blamed me for more than this.

    I got up to crawl and still flattened another fried sweet while getting as far away from Yut as possible.

    "Look, it''s dirty around your mouth."

    "Whose fault is it?"

    "Don''t move."

    I''ll chase my fianc¨¦e away on the bed, take one hand so she can''t leave, and then take out the handkerchief with the other hand and wipe her mouth.

    Sleepy, her hands.

    The situation is that you are touching your lips, albeit over the cloth.

    Turn your face away like you don''t like it, but still don''t refuse, Valtrude.

    "You''d think she was a troublesome woman"

    "Val would be very welcome."

    "Make a denial."

    Disgruntled, swell your cheeks like child squirrels.

    I already wanted to throw it all away and hug it, but I can''t do that. When reason was summoned back to its original position, Yut lowered his head as he sat down.

    "I don''t think I did anything wrong, but I''m sorry I didn''t think about Val''s feelings"

    Such a halfway apology.

    But then, she was so convinced.

    "I wouldn''t be as useful a person as Yut"

    With all the names of the Count and others, we leave the details of the territorial management to Yut and his old Claude and the clerks.

    I have some work at the Temple of Helenonia, but that''s all.

    "But isn''t that why it''s pathetic outside mosquito nets? Anyway, I want to walk with you on Yut''s side."

    That''s right.

    I felt sorry for myself for being taken care of too much.

    What selfishness. Selfish. Worth dying for.

    Still, Valtrude could not ignore his emotions - his true wishes.

    "Yeah. Overall, it was my fault"

    I think I''m gonna cry now, but... No, that''s why it''s beautiful.

    It''s like a fantasy, but it''s the most vivid emotion I''ve ever had.

    Why did you do something to hurt her like that?

    Unstoppable emotions swelled up, causing his hands to wander around looking for a place to go and tangle with Valtrude''s delicacies.

    For a moment, though I tremble and tremble, I still do not refuse.

    Swordsman''s hand.

    And it''s the hands of my darling.

    Keep approaching her in bed, glancing through the front with pale eyes as beautiful as that lake.

    "I''ll ask the Dravaels, who asked me to do some magic silver processing, to make weapons as well. If I told him how to make a Japanese knife, he''d be happy to hit me."

    "You will not be deluded."

    "Well, think it''s a sign of apology"

    "Damn, yut is sloppy..."

    Puppy turned sideways and seemed to be saying something in his mouth, but Yut deliberately ignored it.

    Untangle the fingertips that had been tangled, and instead wrap your head around it with your hands like a pearl that can also be touched, and turn this way.

    As it is, the two shadows overlap - never.

    Whether thoughts overlap or not, time and place are overwhelming. Actually, that''s the least realistic choice, but we didn''t even realize it.

    "So, can we just forgive"

    "Good..."

    The archmage (Arch Mage), whose whole body relaxed as if his bones had liquefied, walked away from the cathedral knight and into bed.

    "But it''s about Yut. Isn''t this all we''re talking about?

    Now it''s your turn.

    I''m not sure I thought so, but when I crawl on all fours on the bed, I come to Yut unconscious about what I''m dressed like.

    "I don''t trust you."

    "I trust you. Not on top of that."

    The tunic''s chest is tight properly, and the skirt is undisturbed.

    Still, a girl more beautiful than an angel is slowly approaching us on the bed.

    Besides, change the anxious look you''ve had earlier, as if your groom and happiness were spreading all over your body like ripples.

    That''s the sweetest person in the world.

    I can''t do anything decent from the front.

    (If I had a tail, I''d probably feel shaken)

    So I come up with something that doesn''t have that benefit either.

    Speaking of which, I think there was a spell that got the physical characteristics of a werewolf. No. All I did was grow fangs and nails. Before that, it was a spell that only the user could use.

    No, that''s not what I meant.

    Let''s calm down.

    I''ve even seen them in swimsuits. It''s like we slept together when we were camping. I used to witness her wearing clothes and taking a water bath when I was practicing spells.

    I don''t know what it''s like to be pushed gradually on the bed now.

    "Actually, only to Val...... No, there''s only one job Val and I can do."

    "What can I do?"

    So whispering secrets to whisper, it became a meeting between fellow lovers, not lovers.

    "Prince Alsace''s wedding is about to take place."

    "Oh. Acorns seem to be busy too."

    "We''ll be the witnesses. That means they''re fully integrated into the prince''s faction."

    This is not an exact representation.

    At the same time there will be a ascension to the Marquis of Valtrude and a reckoning to the Patron of Yut. When that happens, they should be a force representing Prince Alsace''s faction.

    "Next in marriage, crowned. But some people disagree with that."

    "In other words?"

    "We''ll be staying in the king''s capital for a while until the ceremony."

    "Okay. In the meantime, get more allies."

    "And fewer enemies, too"

    I didn''t even talk about whether to side with the enemy or eliminate it, but it seemed to convey what I wanted to say.

    At close range, I smile just saying, "There''s nothing I can do."

    (Good thing it''s dark here)

    Because I didn''t have to look at these reddish cheeks.

    "I see. I have to be on the table."

    This is not a question of ability or disorientation. It''s a matter of status.

    But Yut doesn''t think it''s right for Valtrude.

    I guess that passed on to her, too.

    "Let me show you that I''m a woman who can."

    Yes, I firmly undertook with a motivated voice.

    The next morning.

    With a sunny look - so much so that I want to cut that moment off and save it forever - she shows up and happily reports it to everyone.

    "We''ve been making up on the bed."

    Alcia blesses with a full grin, Acorn takes Valtrude''s hand even though he is slightly upset, and Yut holds his head.

    That Yut''s back...... slapped around his waist because he couldn''t reach it Larsia thumbed up and Exile grabbed Jonah''s root and carried him like a cat to disappear.

    "Egg, let go"

    "No. It''s too early for Jonah."

    "Because that''s not what I''m talking about. No, I''m glad you took Jonah..."

    The direct cause is Valtrude''s misleading expression, but following a larger book leads to the conclusion that he deserves it.

    Even though I knew that, I stuck with stupidity.

    "I''m not wrong, but there''s a way of saying it..."

    "Hmm? What''s wrong?

    "Good for you, Val..."

    "Oh. Oh, my God, Alcia"

    Take hold of the childhood friend you have held with extreme emotion, with thin breasts, even though you have doubts.

    It''s a misunderstanding. I didn''t do anything.

    - It wasn''t an atmosphere that I could say, for example.

    If you say that, you''ll definitely piss me off.

    "Well, I knew it was in that order."

    "I think I''ve heard that before, but what are you talking about?"

    "You want to hear it?

    "I don''t want to hear it"

    Turn away from the acorn that came next door - and there was Larsia.

    I decided I didn''t see it.

    "Oops. That''s not gonna happen, is it?

    "Sounds like fun, really"

    "Yeah. Super fun"

    "You know there was nothing..."

    "Huh? What are you talking about?

    How do we get it cleaned up?

    Yut, once again, holds his head.

    I had never been more jealous and envious of the foresight of Exile, who had withdrawn early.

 207 3. Battlefield of Words (Previous)

    The pure white walls are decorated with gold and silver yarn, and countless magic (magic) lamps illuminate it in luxury.

    The ceiling is high and the luxuriously used stained glass is delicate and beautiful. I have been informed of the format of this occasion without refusal, just in one respect that it exists there.

    Civilians, during the brilliant liturgy in which the martial officers are present.

    Their different identities and accomplishments from those of ordinary people will also help create a harsh atmosphere.

    Except this time.

    During the lavish ritual and in attendance, it fades easily in front of her.

    No, it''s just out of the way.

    Though the protagonists on the spot, where the heavy towns of the Rotosilt kingdom gathered, were kneeling, drooling their heads, faceless from no one - nobler and more beautiful than anyone in line.

    Wearing a magical silver (Mithral) all-body armor specifically recognized as an outfit, Valtrude lays on the floor with the God-fearing sword Divine Subjugator and listens to the King''s words.

    Even in the Rotosilt kingdom, known for its winds of martial arts, the ritual landscape of arming is rare.

    However, when it was communicated beforehand, the people who remembered the rebellion, the ritual officers, if they were shown this sight, would have to put up a spear.

    The ritual went rigorously.

    An elderly King Charlton made a proclamation of ascension in a tense voice, exchanging scarlet capes for dark blue ones with the aid of a ritual officer.

    It flips through a scroll intertwined with a long sword, the crest of the nascent Istas family, and returns its heels with a grand deed.

    It was the moment when the ceremony was over and Valtrude, Marquis of Istas, was born.

    It''s unusual that just ordinary people have become counts. Besides, there would be no precedent in any country, such as being left to the Marquis after less than two years.

    Jealousy, contempt, visions, sensations, and various emotions float in the expressions of those who stare at her after between refreshment and rituals.

    In a mind that differs according to its position and faction.

    There are people in this room who have completely different feelings than others.

    (I also wanted to take a video......)

    But the camera is too suspicious to do anything about it. I might have gotten permission if I asked, but how about getting that far? Besides, I just figured it out. I just have to give up.

    Yut, who had the only sentiment in such a venue, abandons the thought of a father watching over my child''s events.

    He left as it was during the ritual and moved to the assigned modem inside the royal castle.

    I would rather have a future meeting than an exchange of words with a handful of familiar aristocrats - with whom I once made a pageant and turned down or with whom I had a duel.

    Yut Amaxa, a new nobleman founded in the Rotosilt kingdom - who became a guardian jazz - moved around the castle, mindful of the medals attached to the robe of magic implements that showed him to be a good sorcerer.

    I didn''t come enough to get used to it, but I can if it''s just about going back.

    "That was too late, Yut"

    "I think you''re fast."

    He must have traveled on a different route, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), dressed in magical silver armor as he usually does, still sank himself on the couch of a luxurious understatement.

    It comes to my mind with no benefit whether the furniture will not be damaged or not, but I take the liberty of concluding that I am also maintaining it with the Repair (Repair) spell. Whatever, you can use the spell yourself.

    The common thought of restlessness when it is too broad and the decent problem of not being able to keep the format without some breadth.

    In the room that became that compromise, Yut and Valtrude were alone.

    But it couldn''t be a colourful development.

    "Now, I am very sorry for your tiredness, Marquis Istas, but I would like to explain what happened after this."

    "Uhm. You won''t suffer, Guardian Lord Amaxa"

    Making jokes like this is the best you can do.

    Sitting on the couch opposite him, Yut takes a bunch of paper from his pocket and begins to look through it for confirmation.

    Valtrude can''t read anyway, so the material is written in Japanese. It was convenient in terms of confidentiality to say it was a credit for the injury.

    "... what is this conversation? That sounds so weird."

    "I can do this kind of thing."

    "Stop me. Are you going to kill me?"

    "I can''t do that."

    Even in the spiritual world, it''s Yut who couldn''t kill her. If you surrender, raise your hands and let the paperwork flicker.

    "So what am I supposed to remember?

    "Oh. After this, the nobles gather before His Majesty the King for a court meeting..."

    It would be held almost daily if it were a small one, a court meeting. But this time it opens in conjunction with Prince Alsace''s wedding, on a different scale.

    The room used at the ball was to be converted into a conference room, and the people were to be crowded with civilians and martial arts officers.

    I''ve explained the circumstances around here and what needs to be done a few times, but Yut isn''t as sweet as I''d expect to remember it completely either.

    I''ll be right back to you, just as I originally planned.

    "So, the Earl of Istas - no, the Marquis? In short, it only explains what kind of politics we do. Well, if we just pass on the results of the negotiations with the Cronican god kingdom, we''ll be able to do all the rest."

    Rather than that, I can''t possibly report that the Divine Minutes Body (Avatar) came down and defeated the Insect Man (Insectian) or created an opera theater.

    "Do you want me to do that?

    "Follow up. But if Val doesn''t, he''ll get extra pointers."

    "Can we get a lot of enemy allies out of that reaction?

    "I don''t want to be seen lightly and turn the neutrals against my enemies"

    "Yes, it is."

    Marquis Istas admitted that the housekeeper had reason.

    "But I can''t even read the manuscript."

    I''m glad I admitted it, but real problems get in the way. Come on, clean.

    "Just remember the gist, and then you can talk in your own words"

    "In my own words..."

    To such a lord, Yut returned it unscrupulous. This is the only way.

    "The main point...... First of all, the Kronika god kingdom is sending us prostitutes for the empire against Verga."

    "Oh. That motive is total goodwill"

    "Threats..."

    "Good intentions. Perhaps the end prostitute is full of justice. So it''s not a lie."

    "Not that it''s good if you''re not lying..."

    However, it is understandable to Valtrude that the background cannot be elaborated. In the end, to be pushed off, I was convinced.

    "If you disagree, how about we settle with the sword?

    "What barbarian?"

    The idea put forward by the Holy Virgin of Helenonia was dismissed by the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Very, very unlikely conversation with the heroes of salvation.

    "And then we''re going to lease the land to build the city."

    "Oh. I don''t know the details, but it would be like extending the territory. This is easy."

    "... right"

    Of course, it''s not as simple a matter as I''d say, but it''s not the kind of story I''d bother to point out if I was confident in person.

    Because if this Valtrude affirms it with dignity, there is no man who can resist it.

    "Well, besides us, court meetings naturally come up on the agenda from other lords and kingdoms."

    "Naturally."

    "What I really want Val to do is let me know what he felt was a lie in it, and he looks bad - let me know if anyone doesn''t trust him"

    "I''m glad you''re counting on me, but it''s an intuition, huh?

    Valtrude''s intuition, which also wielded fierceness during the registration of the clerk at the then Count of Istas'' house. Yut and Arcia placed their full confidence in that feeling of spotting the dark behind and the lies.

    "In a world with magic and psychic powers, it''s not logical not to just believe in intuition."

    "In the meantime, I know I''m trusted"

    But the Cathedral Knight makes the beauty slight.

    "I''m just not sure I''m going to focus on everything."

    "I didn''t think the day would come when I could hear the words saying I wasn''t sure from Val"

    "I''m not as reckless as Exile"

    It swells her cheeks just a little. After touching her face and purging the air, Yut began to explain the target.

    "First, it is good to almost certainly determine that we are allies: King Charlton, Prince Alsace, Chancellor Dieter Schukel"

    "Is that all?

    "And then, Marquis Halvani"

    "Marquis Halvani......? Oh, you know."

    For many years, he commanded a defensive battle against the Verga Empire on the northern tower wall, defending the prints of the Rotosilt kingdom and cutting off the prestigious Marquis Hahati of Harvani.

    Did you have an idea in that sense?

    "Yut made the pageant, nobleman?"

    "Well, it looks like I''ve matched Sir Ahatti."

    I met him, almost two years ago.

    Yut laughs bitterly as he thinks of the old general''s face, which is creepy.

    At the same time, I don''t want to be pursued too deeply, so I''ll give you the next name.

    "And I want you to identify most of your potential enemies, the Duke of Malvato"

    son of King Charlton''s brother.

    I mean, make it the king''s nephew, Prince Alsace''s cousin.

    A person who is infirm and rarely comes out of his own territory, but can be the flag of an anti-Alsatian prince.

    "Exactly, do you attend your cousin''s wedding"

    Listen to the other traits from Yut, and then divulge those thoughts.

    "If you can''t move, it''ll be a good reason to be solemn."

    Besides, there may be other purposes.

    I just tried to keep explaining further - from the outside, I heard a modest knock.

    "Time."

    Looks like you''re picking me up.

    Without any particular need to get well, the two of them take their seats and head to the door.

    The next battlefield was almost there.

 208 4. Battlefield of Words (Medium)

    "Please use this one"

    "Thanks"

    Valtrude sends words of smile and labor to the woman who guided her from the modest room to the floor.

    Taking it directly from the front, she stiffened.

    It''s not unbearable to try to stay fit, nor does it make sense because it''s same-sex.30 An old woman, who would be nearly 30, turned her face bright red to her ears and left her mundane.

    Perhaps you chose someone with a calm personality to avoid making a loud noise, but not her charisma (charisma) that you can handle to that extent.

    "It''s kind of a matter of getting used to it."

    "Did I say something?

    "No, Val says you''re beautiful."

    "Well, silly too."

    With such careless words exchanged in a whisper, it is time for the two of them to take their designated seats.

    If jokes of this magnitude - whether the content is genuine or not - you don''t have to worry about it in particular.

    Nearly 100 court conference attendees greet the venue with pleasure, and some gather with their faction people to talk about something.

    The goodwill of Yut and Valtrude also just disappears like a bubble in its bother.

    "But it''s been a while since you''ve been here."

    "I don''t even feel like I have very good memories."

    "That''s true, but that''s not all."

    After destroying the Evil Flaming Spirit Prince Il Canjual and saving the world from ruin. Directly, he would have been a credit for repelling the castle of the Black Demon who flew to the Wang capital, but he had attended a ball held in this room.

    (Get out right away, and...)

    She asked me out.

    I was wondering if I could be a secretary, clumsily.

    Sure, that wasn''t all.

    I look around the room to deceive, blushing like an earlier woman officer.

    It was brilliantly decorated as it was during the ritual at that time. Here too, it has now been replaced with something calm from carpet to wallpaper, lined with lots of chairs and testimonial stands.

    This sight, divided by status and identity, reminded me of the Congressional relay I saw on the news. I never imagined I''d be standing in a similar place.

    "Lord Arch Mage. No, now you''re guardian lord yut. Long time no see."

    "We''re out of time, Lord Ahati"

    "Looks like you''re still active. This recluse old man has a lot of reputation."

    He exchanges hands with sudden visitors with a haunting smile as he feels the difficulty of doing things like his grandfather, whom he meets for a long time.

    Ahati Halvani.

    He also said that King Charlton''s trust was thick and that he had guided the military to Prince Alsace, albeit for a short time. Take the lead against the Verga Empire on the north tower wall for many years, the Rotosilt kingdom. No, the old general who defended the realm of mankind.

    Now he has left the line and is drawn to a mansion near Wang Du. However, the governor himself has not given way, and the Marquis Halvani family itself is influential because of the fame of the martial arts.

    And an uplifting body that doesn''t make you feel old at all eloquently tells the story of him being a warrior. It would be played lightly on that chest plate, such as Yut.

    "Where you should say hello here, it hurts"

    "What? There''s a lot going on in the lead up to now."

    The handshake between Ahati, the longest-serving marquis in active service, and Valtrude, the newest marquis, was greeted with a surrounding surprise.

    The fact that the two are intimate meant that the fast-growing Marquis Istas family made a decision to confer on Prince Alsace.

    Even without its intent, it is interpreted as such in this space.

    And the one who sees it with the most bitter look is Baldur Borderline Uncle.

    A peripheral uncle with a territory adjacent to the Kingdom of the Chronica God is a being who, if anything happens in or around the Kingdom of the Chronica God, is asked to send out an army alone and clean things up.

    It is far from the northern tower wall, which is the front line, but there is no question that it is the pillar stone of the kingdom.

    Such honor has all been attributed to ashes due to the incident of defeat unbroken in a one-on-one hundred duel and the loss of all family treasures.

    It was the right decision not to retaliate against the Yuts, but that does not reverse the assessment.

    Tailored to the bad guys by the mouthless bards, he had narrow shoulder thoughts in court. I sent my son to the north tower wall, but it won''t restore his honor.

    Marquis Halvani and Marquis Istas - the likeness of what has become - cannot be awarded to Prince Alsace more than they have literally held hands.

    (All, that guy... eh)

    A family heirloom weapon that loses its power unbroken.

    Scattered and kicked army.

    An evil wizard who turns into a dragon and threatens my son.

    Even now, it''s a nightmare.

    My body trembles just to remember and my luster is lost from my skin and moustache. There was also an increase in the volume of alcohol.

    The only way to restore prosperity and wellbeing is for the king''s nephew, the Duke of Malvato, to become the king''s prince, and to freshly serve it.

    At least, I believe so.

    Behind that dark enthusiasm, there is no Baldur border uncle in the sight of the Duke of Malvato.

    Seems busy talking to neutrals and anti-Alsatian prince nobles.

    Lord Malvato is younger than Prince Alsace. He was a man who would turn 30 this year.

    Even if the complexion can be concealed with makeup, it is difficult to go along with the eyes whose orbits are dimpled or the clothes that were stuffed and tried to be dignified.

    Still, people get together because he''s Prince Alsace''s opposing horse - and the only one - I guess.

    Prince Alsace has been missing for 20 years.

    There were many moves to abolish it as dead, but that was frustrated by the resistance of King Charlton and Eudit - although the latter would never be represented.

    That was also allowed because the Rotosilt royal family did not have the right people.

    Only Lord Malvato, with few direct descendants and a subordinate royalty, has descended.

    Until Prince Alsace was rescued by the Valtrudes, it would not be an exaggeration to say that King Charlton''s greatest task was'' not to die ''.

    That Lord Malvato also has a problem.

    He seldom shows up in public because of his illness or weakness. This time, too, his cousin''s wedding made him rarely appear in Wang Capital.

    I guess you have the ability to govern because you rule your own territory without a great deal, but normally, the Duke of Malvato can''t possibly be Prince Alsace''s opposing horse.

    It was Prince Alsace himself who allowed the rise.

    Firstly, doubts about the ability to govern due to prolonged absence.

    Spookiness that you weren''t getting old because you were petrified.

    anxiety about arbitrary character.

    Lack of proximity, even with the opposition.

    Here, it was the Rotosilt kingdom today, where the Varga Empire gathered anti-war elements who had permeated it for a long time and those who sought to take power over Lord Malvato as puppets, and where various intentions and desires blended together like a claw.

    (Well, what happens)

    For once, the painting is done in cooperation with the Prime Minister and Prince Alsace. But are you going to be right, or are you going to do it? I don''t know yet.

    After a while, the aristocrats, who were busy socializing before the meeting, returned to their seats.

    On the deepest side there is an empty throne, near which Prince Alsace and the Chancellor, Dieter Schukel and others, refrain.

    It was semi-circular and had several rows of seats surrounding it, making it a discernible seat closer to the throne to be more stately.

    For this reason, Valtrude, the Marquis Halvani and the Borderline Uncle Baldur. And the Duke of Malvato has a very close seat.

    "Your Majesty Charlton III, come in."

    In conjunction with the ritual officer''s proclamation, the old king steps onto the floor. Overhead, the crown shines, wears a ring indicating the crown, and wears a long sword is prestigious.

    All the king''s subjects took their seats and solemnly received their lords.

    Lie down on the throne and nod your seats in a gesture.

    All this time, regardless of interests or factions, everyone behaves strangely.

    (Sounds like some kind of graduation)

    I thought so, except for one.

    "Glad to see you all."

    Charlton III, with his hips down on the throne, looks down and speaks under his minister. The voice was also benevolent in its strength, making it feel aged by a long reign.

    "I can''t thank you enough that you would be crushing your heart to manage your own territory. Nonetheless, it will not be possible to complete everything on your own. Sometimes you need advice or judgment. You''re very welcome."

    Don''t overdo it on your own.

    Get your permission.

    I mean, this is what I''m saying, but it''s a painful story to Yut. Valtrude, who didn''t change his expression and listened silently next door, was just fine.

    "But falsehood is unacceptable. I don''t even need deception. I want you to know everything and show Helenonia the rest."

    King Charlton, powerfully uttered, opens his mouth again when he rises.

    "I declare the court meeting to be held"

    At the same time as the words, the applause rings.

    Even Yut got in awe.

    Nothing special. But the presence of a king was special.

    "Istas Hou Valtrude, Previous"

    Premier Dieter Schukel summons the most beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "Yut, do you believe me?

    But Valtrude doesn''t move. I just leaned my lips over to the beloved man sitting next to me and told him to whisper.

    "Val?"

    "What do you say?

    "I believe more than I believe in myself."

    "Okay."

    Before the second call, she gets up and goes for the stand.

    A light movement that doesn''t make you feel gravity. It''s too natural a behavior to be uncomfortable with her being armed. Rather, it seemed weirder not to carry the exorcism sword Divine Subjugator, and the white and brilliant magical silver (Mithral) armor also seemed like a costume to dress up Valtrude.

    "Mostly, it is heard to be a case with the Kingdom of the Chronica God. Give me the details."

    Sincerely.

    The court floor is surrounded by quiet noise.

    No one, he, his enemies and allies can help but take an interest in her and her possession.

    I was supposed to be exempt from military service for a few years, even though it was stored by magic equipment (magic items) from the first year. By himself, he dropped the reputation of the Baldur Border House, swept the market with bold iron (crystal iron) products, and gave in lightly to a city that had not paid taxes.

    Marquis Territory of Istas, which was a secret place, but not a good attempt to explore the inside.

    Combined with the merits of his ascension to the Marquis, one end of which will be revealed, naturally.

    "However, for one thing, I have a ritual to ask you"

    "... okay"

    "Who has allowed the presence of the unmanned and the wicked on this floor?"

    There is no answer.

    Naturally.

    No words.

    The only thing that didn''t make a fuss was being drunk by the presence of a strangler.

    "Well, let''s just say I ask you directly"

    Thus the most beautiful inquisitor in the world set his gaze on a single man, gazing at the aristocrats who lived side by side.

    Duke of Malvato.

    To the king''s nephew.

    "You''re a human being."

    without being dramatically elevated.

    At the same time, without showing any evidence.

    Look straight at a duke like Skeleton.

    "Thou shalt serve the good."

    Valtrude as if to speak for justice in a noble manner, enquiring by sounding the Exorcist Sword.

    The look, the words.

    He was an angel himself who rebuked sin and punished him.

 209 5. Battlefield of Words (after)

    "Of course. I''m human."

    The voice was low and obscure, and indeed weak.

    Nevertheless, it penetrates the entire floor.

    I can see that the people who were drunk by the beauty and power of Valtrude regain much more sanity.

    "This is what it looks like, so sometimes you can go wrong with a monster locally."

    royalty and other virginity, or simply personage? In a crouched but floating tone, gently deflect the pursuit of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Even if stared at by the beautiful ice blue eyes from the front, it doesn''t look like Lord Malvato moved it. On the contrary, I took that gaze flat where it was good even when it erupted.

    "Well, human (...) Everyone will have errors"

    "... sorry. Apologize sincerely."

    "Now let''s get down to business"

    Valtrude bows his head.

    I accepted it lightly, and it was hand-to-hand. In this way, neither can the surrounding nobles fight back.

    A silence as refreshing as wet gunpowder wraps the floor.

    Rage without a place to do it. Stunning.

    And my common sense and the Virgin''s pointer. Concern over which to weigh in. With all sorts of emotions, the court meeting has seemed rough since the beginning.

    "Totally......"

    Valtrude''s point that there is enough to make people noise. Yut exhaled sneakingly, keeping the spell document in his robe unobtrusive.

    On the front, King Charlton, Prince Alsace, and Chancellor Dieter Schukel.

    Everyone is surprised, and all the best to hide it. You have to reorient your body, but Marquis Halvani will be something similar.

    At the prior meeting, no such developments were planned.

    Completely her add-on. Both the content and the act of pointing it out from the front deserve consternation. No, I can doubt your sanity.

    But Yut''s feelings are different from theirs.

    I didn''t expect to do it all of a sudden, but I wasn''t surprised by the content itself.

    Changing monsters don''t have time to name one, including the leopard demon Dopragebel. So are the science spells.

    I don''t know how sure I was, but that''s why I made a grand point, even if it''s an absurd story. No, that kind of reasoning doesn''t matter. You just believed in intuition?

    If, really, Lord Malvato''s contents were separate.

    If they find out who you are, if they attack you.

    Now I know.

    That''s more of a welcome development.

    I''m moving near Prince Alsace to stand on the stand, and if you''ve attacked me on provocation, it''s an encounter, but not an ambush. Then I can deal with it.

    A court meeting of important figures from the Rotosilt kingdom.

    The most fearful thing on this occasion is to lose Prince Alsace by being struck by accident. Valtroude''s allegations were denied or obscured, but doubts did remain.

    I guess I didn''t execute it so far with clear language - after all, her sense of smell on the battlefield is certain. Even if you don''t like knowledge and calculations, you can count on that judgment.

    Most of all.

    If Larsia were here...

    "I think we should give it a little more credit."

    - And I might have said it.

    "Lord Istas. I now ask you once again to report to your lord."

    Chancellor Schukel, the facilitator, gives a powerful voice as if to remove the disturbing air.

    Of course, there''s no denying it. A cathedral knight dressed as an armed man sent a nod of acknowledgement.

    "I understand.... Yut!

    It is only natural to call the housekeeper to do so, and Valtrude himself takes a step back.

    Of course, it is usually unacceptable, such as calling for representation, rather than asking the person to report it. Rather than, I won''t. But it''s decided more accurately to leave it to Yut than to do it yourself.

    So, with no hesitation or stray whatsoever, she called him.

    (Let''s be grand, let''s be grand)

    I told myself it was natural to do so, and Yut headed to Valtrude.

    I can see a stabbing gaze shooting through my whole body. I wouldn''t say it''s disrespectful because neither the King nor the Chancellor would say anything to point that out.

    "I am Yut Amaxa, Marquis House of Istas and Jiazai. Let''s talk about our commitment to the Cronican kingdom of God."

    "Please wait!

    From the front row of the court meeting, a voice of dissent rises.

    Yut also looks familiar - I don''t want to remind you - Baldur Borderline Uncle. He raised his voice to all the bites in such a flavor as a haze.

    "What right does his man intend to speak at this court meeting"

    "I designated him as my surrogate. Will there be deficiencies, Baldur Borderline Uncle?

    "Whatever."

    Rise from your seat and turn your hostile burning eyes towards Valtrude. With that eye, Yut remembers the sight he saw and heard in "Remote Sight".

    (No, you said to put Val in charge or something)

    The hatred that was supposed to have dissolved in that duel springs up in two ways.

    If there had been Alcia on this occasion, she would have felt dangerous signs.

    "The words of the Baldur peripheral uncle are the best"

    King Charlton spins words from the throne.

    "So..."

    "While we''re at it, we need to get an accurate report on this. The Guardian Duke of Amaxa actually negotiated with the Kingdom of the Chronica. This time, let''s make a special statement."

    "Your Majesty. We hear that his people have been recited, but when we let those who have only a new title, such as the Guardian Lord, not only attend this court meeting, but also make a report. Is that what you''re saying?

    "Disgruntled?

    "I''m afraid..."

    I was just trying to make a report, this is it.

    Sure, I''m aware it would be a misplaced intruder, but I can''t go on.

    "Your Majesty. If the report from him is unacceptable, I would ask you to allow it to be reported in writing later"

    "Prime Minister. Is it possible to proceed with the conversation only with the remaining discretion, not with a court meeting?

    "Due to serious matters, we thought you would report this to us..."

    This will not be the case, and the person responsible for the practice will follow.

    "Thank you, but I was hoping to check with Uncle Baldur."

    I have no other intention.

    The case Yut has decided is a conflict of interest with the Baldur Border House. So we should let him hear it, too.

    That''s just what I decided.

    But it was nothing more than a provocation.

    (That''s right, Val)

    Weird impressions changed the complexion of the Baldur Borderline uncle from red to blue, and his puffy moustache shivered. Retention, profitability and. Continuing to grip in that narrow space - without saying anything, I sat down.

    Is it at least pride that I didn''t admit it?

    Yut then sends his gaze to Lord Malvato, but he was only seen with a few eyes. They don''t disagree or agree.

    (Does this mean we''re making a big deal out of each other?

    Well, there''s another mine.

    Let''s do something about the Baldur border uncle.

    "Now, let me make a statement"

    I look around together - there are a number of disgruntled faces, but I don''t try to say anything in appearance - and, more importantly, open my mouth.

    And the fact that, as a result of negotiations with the Kingdom of the Chronica God, they were to be able to send prostitutes to the northern tower wall. Then he explained that he would lease his opponent''s territory to create a free-trade town.

    "It''s easy to say that we accept prostitutes, but what do we do with the cost?"

    We''re going to send armed soldiers through the country.

    Sounds like a court meeting, with voices of doubt coming from the nobles who heard the report.

    That explains that when Yut, or Chancellor Schukel, says that the cost is still under consideration, but the cost of staying there, and compensation for death and injury is done here, domestic travel takes great care.

    With regard to the former, it was explained that it could be covered by the national treasury.

    The latter concern...

    "If you''re worried, we''ll take you on Moment (Teleport)."

    That said, I couldn''t help but disagree.

    Essentially, the dispatch of prostitutes is a welcome development. If the nobles do not suffer the disadvantage, the rest will be the story of the scene.

    Instead, some expected demand in street muscle that would occur with the march.

    "I am not a retired man, but the unfamiliar do not join forces. As long as the chain of command is in place, we''ll have a problem."

    It takes the word of Marquis Halvani, and there will be no more dissent.

    "What does it mean to eliminate tariffs!

    But apart from the other problem.

    The Baldur border ambassador once again bit at a policy of decent conflict of interests with self-government.

    Earlier, it was a question of dignity.

    It is now a question of the survival of the Baldur Border House.

    The truth is that the Marquis Istas are not helpful at all - but when you look at the income percentage of ordinary nobility, there is more income like a passage tax or a customs duty than a tax from the inhabitants.

    In addition, taxes on crops are only available for a certain season, but they become full-year income. Which is more convenient than seeing fire.

    Normal aristocrats don''t earn extraordinary income by defeating dragons.

    Yet the Marquis Istas are about to smash down the pillars of their income.

    "In the meantime, if something goes wrong with the Baldur Border House, let it be a matter of rocking our nation''s stalls"

    "I don''t know. Also, aren''t we going to give profits to the Cronican god kingdom?

    That, I guess, did pass on.

    A Viscount close to the Baldur Border Uncle family expresses concern. Valtrude stared at those who followed it.

    "Marquis Istas, guardian lord Amaxa. How?"

    "Unfortunately, the correctness of our policies is borne out by history"

    "Well, which part of history is it?"

    "Of my hometown."

    Visitors from different worlds.

    Some people still remembered the background.

    Yut takes out the pluralistic daiichi and briefly explains a policy like Rakuma Rakuza.

    "Who will prove that the word of Sir is true"

    "Uncle Baldur, is that to say that we will fail?

    "That''s right. Without taking taxes, how?"

    "Then it is not necessary to speak to our policies. I know how much it is."

    Also, a natural provocation.

    Baldur Borderline Uncle, enlightened.

    He said he was being weighed.

    The Baldur Border Uncle family could not be in the same faction as the Count of Istas - what is the Marquis - but were at a distance from Prince Alsace.

    Instead, he even carried out a manoeuvre to put the Duke of Malvato on the throne.

    It would be better for the country if a powerful nobleman gathered under the Duke of Malvato to assist him than Prince Alsace, whose vision for heroic deeds was hidden.

    I''m not asking for anything in return, but if it did happen, I would have taken the lead among the adjuncts.

    I know you didn''t see it through, but this is what that looking woman says.

    "I can fully serve your role, etc. If you''re going to change your mind, now''s the time."

    - and.

    I''m not kidding.

    What gives in to such a rising army gate?

    In the first place, it''s a mistake for a king and a prince to use such a woman. No, they must be hanging around. As your subordinate, I must save you.

    More and more, the thought of the Baldur peripheral uncle heats up.

    Leaving him like that, Valtrude and Yut''s turn is over. The other nobles then climbed onto the stand in turn, but no one or he seemed to be in.

    Shortly after the last rapporteur returned to his seat, King Charlton opened his mouth to the contrary.

    "Well, at the end of the day, I have a ritual I want to tell you all about."

    And then only the closing words by the king.

    Many nobles who thought so look at their peers in surprise and wait for the words to follow.

    "This time the ceremony with my son Alsace and Miss Eudit Malemias was to take place..."

    Well-known facts.

    A court meeting was also held because they had gathered for it and the nobles had gathered.

    I mean, purposefully emphasizing that...

    "At the dawn when it is done, the rest shall be withdrawn and the throne shall be given to Alsace"

    When it''s a matter of decision, the King''s word is unacceptable to disagree.

    I guess I expected half of it, the aristocrats in line calmly take the word.

    But it doesn''t matter if you''re accepting or not.

    The gaze of the nobles is poured on Prince Alsace, not the king who made the declaration of concession.

    He took it flat.

    There is no feeling, no exaltation.

    When that is normal, I return my gaze with my normal mind.

    He''s still a boy on the outside, but he did make me feel like a king.

    Meanwhile, the gaze of those present also gathers in the Duke of Malvato.

    He also took it in a spare manner, mixed with expectations and pity. No, I''d rather even look like I''m congratulating Prince Alsace.

    It would also depend on the position of the beholder to interpret it as the magnitude of the measure, or to consider it a euphoria for the day to come.

    "In addition, the Marquis d ''Istas shall be assigned to the persons present at the marriage and coronation ceremonies"

    "¡­ we accept"

    Standing up just a beat late, Valtrude droops his head respectfully.

    Picturesque sights.

    On this occasion, there is no one to disagree with.

    Lord Malvato applauds even the Baldur peripheral uncle from his former days.

    But I didn''t have to peek inside, and the expression alone made me agree or disagree. Prince Alsace himself, a party, understands that it is not general in nature.

    Thus, while creating new problems, the court meeting put the curtain down.

 210 6. Reflections

    "There''s nothing to reflect on."

    Valtrude, who returned to his home in the Wang capital, said so with his chest stretched out.

    Rather than being confident, that''s natural. I''m just saying it''s just like summer is coming next in the spring.

    Neither an inquiry into Lord Malvato, nor the subsequent summons of Yut, is an act of disgrace as one.

    "Then you won''t be a reflection group."

    Two people in the living room at home. But where to say. When she was entrusted by the Count to run the territory, she spread the map and talked to her friends about it.

    Less than two years after that.

    Valtrude, who became Marquis, and tried to wash out the problems in the court meeting - suddenly he was frustrated.

    "Okay, that''s it."

    "Wait, wait, wait."

    Taking off her magical silver (Mithral) armor, she wears a world-class outfit: denim brought from Earth - originally from Yut''s mother - and a young grass-colored tunic.

    It goes without saying that whatever you wear suits you now, but Yut thinks it''s really unmade, defenseless and good.

    Not because I want to see more of her like that, but I''ll hold her back in advance.

    "In the meantime, Lord Malvato is fine in black, right?

    "I am sure"

    Are the contents being replaced, or has Lord Malvato himself become a follower of evil? I don''t know that, but I affirmed once again that it was not a good being.

    And then, do you believe in Valtrude or a man like that one with thin skin on that skeleton?

    The answer had been decided.

    "First, you need proof."

    Her testimony alone cannot be disposed of, nor can it create defects in the legitimacy of Prince Alsace''s reign. Be passive, but ideally return where you got your hand from the other side?

    The worst thing is not to dispute Prince Alsace''s crowning as it is, but to be a bug in the lion''s heart later. In that case, you must be putting in a cross spear at the most troublesome time.

    "So we stirred up the Baldur border uncle. It was a lonely struggle, that old man."

    Yut reassembles his legs and deposits his body on his back.

    Really, I get a stronger hit against him. I think I pinch too much personal feelings, but I can''t help it.

    Still, Yut shook his head and temporarily drove him off about Borderline Uncle.

    The problem is Lord Malvato.

    The only evidence to pursue him is his intuition in identifying the evil of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin). Whatever they admit, it''s impossible to plead guilty to it alone.

    There are some theoretical spells that sense lies - but there is also the question of who guarantees that the operator who used them is honest, and it is not public evidence.

    More healthy than the other way around.

    I do not intend to raise any objections in this respect.

    "Incites? What are you talking about?

    To Yut''s evil praise, I greet Willow Eyebrow. I just grandly insisted on the right thing. She didn''t have the consciousness to catch up with the Baldur Border Uncle.

    "Yeah. Val''s good with that."

    "Mmm..."

    "It''s slower than that."

    "There, too, I guess you''ll be ready"

    It''s time for the sun to set.

    The two of us should have even gone to the Ascension and the Epic show party if we were supposed to, but there''s a reason we''re stuck at home.

    "Hmm? Rumor has it... right"

    In Yut''s head, the alarm sounds.

    Warning (Alarm), a theoretical spell on a second staircase stretched around the outer perimeter of the site, informs of the presence of multiple intruders. If you''re a pickup or assassin, you''re more of a welcome place, but unfortunately you weren''t.

    "I''ll pick you up."

    "Please."

    It was at the same time that Yut headed to the front door and the doorbell rang.

    "Sorry I''m late"

    "No, I''m sorry to bother you."

    Laughing, smiling like a flower in full bloom is Eudit Malemias.

    Pure and innocent, that''s the only honeyed smile that melts a man''s heart.

    But Yut only feels poisoned by it. You should be lucky that she''s on your side.

    I was wondering if you could come back.

    Orders deacons and maid-like men and women, who have accompanied Eudit, to return home and step into the mansion. The servants bow their heads respectfully and head back to the carriage.

    "I will convey the words of His Majesty and His Highness."

    The future queen was visiting this house as a messenger for her husband and stepfather. Of course, King Charlton would have been able to bring him in if Yut had used the Moment Move (Teleport) spell, but as a result of his reluctance to be noticed and accounted for by his absence.

    Guide Eudit to the table in the central room and greet Valtrude, the mistress. Getting straight to her seat, she looks at the two of them from the front and mouths the continuation.

    "If Lord Malvato is true and evil, we must eliminate him."

    The king and his successor were determined not to resign themselves from eating bone meat.

    It is not clear to Yut whether that determination is grievous or not.

    In particular, Prince Alsace and others are like cousins who have become much older while they are petrified. I can''t even tell you what emotions there are.

    "Also, to risk our lives or not to quit."

    "It''s..."

    "You two are asking me to make a fool of myself."

    In my own words, I lay my eyes down in pity. Long eyelashes shake and irresistibly stimulate the craving for asylum.

    "As ministers, we must be ashamed of His Majesty''s determination to do this."

    We don''t have that much loyalty together, but it''s certainly like they''re pointing out a lack of ability. How much, though a certain degree of recovery is advantageous in a divine spell, is not an interesting story.

    "Well, I suppose it works"

    "Yut?"

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) scolds the Great Mage (Arch Mage). She can''t forgive the outrageous behavior.

    (To the princess, the knight of that escort. So, I guess I''m the wizard of evil)

    After dispelling that thought that came to mind, Yut said the rest.

    "Nevertheless, I disagree"

    Eudit stroked his chest down relieved. The wavy hair shakes loosely, and the relief is also transmitted to this one watching.

    Valtrude also nodded satisfactorily.

    "It''s the worst possibility -"

    We both turn our eyes in amazement when we hear the words that follow shortly after that.

    It makes me want to deny reflexively that that can''t be possible, but if you ask me, that''s possible. No, gradually, I even thought it was reasonable.

    "So it''s risky for them to get their hands on it and then slap it"

    "What you say is true."

    Eudit acknowledged Yut''s correctness.

    But her expression doesn''t stay cloudy and clear. It is good to act with the worst possibility in mind, but then what do we do?

    "Your majesty and your highness said that you would become a monarch, because to convert a nobleman as high as the Duke of Malvato, you would need a corresponding sin."

    "Assassination in secret..."

    "Yut?"

    "- It''s easy to do, but then you may have a bad reputation for His Royal Highness Alsace''s crowning."

    "That''s troublesome"

    Suddenly the poor girl stood up, tears in her big eyes and a crying look on her face even now. Very, I don''t think Yut or Valtrude are much older.

    "Trouble......"

    "Well, that''s not what I meant either."

    Yut, in advance, turned to follow.

    You look younger, and given your real age, it''s not weird even for a mother in the Brewers. I don''t have trouble crying by someone like that.

    "But isn''t it difficult to cut off the immobilized evidence? Larsia, do you want me to call you?

    "No. We''ll do what we can."

    Sualum''s birth is near and Exile doesn''t want to move.

    I want to entrust Larsia with the escort of Acorn, who will soon come to the king''s capital, and territorial management will not stand when he is gone from Falv until Arsia.

    Jonah needed to be placed in Falve because she wanted to leave emergency travel to her in Teleportation.

    It''s like my hands and feet are tied up, but there''s a math.

    "If it is immobile evidence, is it such as an illegitimate accumulation or a letter indicating an insider connection with the Verga Empire? I''m worried I''ll make it in time."

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    Once in a while, three pairs of gazes intertwine.

    At least, that''s not what Yut thought of the math.

    (He was a wizard of evil and a plotting princess. What to do)

    There was nothing I could do.

    "Hey, I need to check with Grandpa, but you shouldn''t have to cross the dangerous bridge"

    Remembering the scene when he entered the room of the great sage Vainamarinen, Yut told the two of them of his abdominal proposal.

    An eye that is about to pop out of his orbit stares at the departed door of the visitor.

    Aristocrats who stepped out of it willingly - forgot in an instant about the Baldur border uncle, and the man known as Lord Malvato rose up.

    A body so thin and dull that it doubts the presence of muscles. Each part is accentuated and creepy just because the face is poorly shaped.

    A look that is also unhealthy.

    He moves straight ahead of his appearance.

    A glass mirror with less distortion, not metal. A treasure shaped, polished and luxuriously decorated by leading craftsmen.

    "That''s ugly..."

    It''s not self-derision, it''s just a tone of fact checking. I do my hand to my jaw and stroke my entire face up from there.

    Since then, he has unlocked his mental concentration.

    Lord Malvato''s entire body is shaken, crushed, and he loses his prototype. A human body becomes intermediate between a solid and a liquid. It was as if it were going to raise the clay.

    A skeleton-like face that remained until the end turned into a metallic glossy material.

    What you see in the mirror is something rusty.

    I don''t even think it was an organism, it was something that looked like a person.

    "Thou art a man..."

    Objectively, he would be called a monster.

    But in his subjectivity, he was human. Besides, to think that no one is as human as you are.

    Dark Crowler.

    Something that lets people dream about the world and invites them to decadence.

    The demons who live in Nara (Demon Road), a race supposedly created by Maris-Alice Kallis, the guardian of nightmares. He is also a native psychic power user.

    Utilizing its properties, it has been replaced by a sick and dead Lord Malvato for several years. He was just quiet, aiming for the throne.

    You don''t have to put your hands down anything.

    If the current king dies, it will roll in - it should have.

    If I can, I want to have this Rotosilt kingdom intact and by legitimate means.

    And give it to me.

    Most honorable in the world.

    The greatest in the world.

    The most beautiful in the world.

    The only thing he loves, to Empress Verga.

    Yes. It''s not family love like a death giant, it''s not love like a bloodsucking marquis.

    He loved Verga, a woman, as one man.

    Is there anything more to the proof of man? Even if it''s one-sided.

    I don''t ask for anything in return.

    Just because I did.

    That''s his.

    Original name, appearance, even the past.

    It was the wish of the man who threw everything away.

 211 7. Under Rapid Turnover (Previous)

    "That doesn''t sound like a problem."

    Yuuto finished the Transparency (Transpierrent) spell on a rectangular box (...) shaped item owned by Vainamarinen as he thought.

    I make sure it works even in that state, and I miss it.

    Now, this one''s ready.

    Prepare to eliminate Lord Malvato with all the unquestionable evidence.

    "Come on, Val. Ready and ready?

    "Whatever. Whenever you want, you can stand on the battlefield."

    So bravely proclaimed, she was, however, far from fully armed.

    Though the Devil''s Sword, Divine Subjugator, sits on his hips, he has no armor or shield.

    Think of a place to visit, it''s insane to just bring in a sword. It would not have been strange if it had not been for the origin that it had been given by ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia.

    Also, I would probably wear it in a dress if it were supposed to, but an active outfit called a reddish brown doublet with a leather top and trousers.

    In front of the building that it was informal, I was going to push it through.

    "Right. Regular battlefield."

    I think I was messing with you in bed before this...

    I''m not saying.

    I won''t tell you, but I guess I conveyed that sentiment. My neighbor Valtrude looks very nasty.

    She probably has eyes, but she was cute.

    I couldn''t say that none of them were happy about bullying Yut''s favorite daughter, but right next door, and not enough to indulge in when we''re about to try a showdown.

    I held her hand to envelop her thin, but slightly stiff, and honestly conveyed my willingness to apologize.

    So Valtroude also gets in a light mood and leaves his home in Wangdu.

    "I wish I were dead"

    and interactions where the voices of a certain meadow species (Magner) are likely to be heard.

    Such delusions were thrown away lightly, and the two headed for the Duke of Malvato''s mansion.

    So to speak, it''s the home of the enemy.

    "The exterior looks normal."

    "What is an unusual mansion?

    "Interesting, like a haunted mansion?

    "You''re so used to it."

    "If you ask me that, I did"

    I mean, this was the one that wasn''t normal.

    In deliberate disregard of such inconvenient conclusions, Yut once again offers a view of Lord Malvato''s mansion.

    The mansion that the Yuts have in the Wang capital is also a splendid one, but that is a story on a personal level. A few meters are surrounded by an outer wall, incomparable, such as a courtyard visible from between the gates or the building beyond.

    Damn, it''s so tighter to be told it''s a public facility like a school or a temple.

    Nevertheless, impression is not discouraging.

    Because he had asked Eudit to touch him, or when he told the gatekeeper he was coming, he was smoothly passed inside.

    That interior should also be referred to as the Duke''s family, which, even though it has descended from its subordination, brings it to the royal family? With the glamour of being comparable to the Royal Palace, the occasional servants I see don''t lose their respect either.

    Yut was about to send a compliment honestly, but Valtrude''s expression is cloudy.

    "Val?"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    What came back was silence and a sinister look. Still feel a different kind of beauty... but not if you admire it. In that reaction, I realize that, of all the assumptions made, it was the worst development.

    I don''t know until the situation in the Duke of Malvato''s territory, but at least, it seemed that the mansion of the King''s Capital had become a nest where evil families would travel.

    "Unforgivable."

    "Well, we''re almost there"

    Two people talking to each other secretly.

    The leading male servant, whatever the content, will be aware of this lawlessness, but will not say anything.

    The Yuts also kept silence after that.

    "We have brought you"

    "Go ahead."

    Easy, but crouched voice as if out of hell.

    Guided by that voice, which sounds creepy even through the thick door, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and the Great Mage (Arch Mage) step into Lord Malvato''s reception room.

    The taste of the room itself was not bad.

    It''s not gorgeous enough to whisk an eyebrow, and the tone is gentle. The conditioning is a selection of first-class items, but it balances luxury with ease of spending.

    But my welcoming husband was ruining everything.

    "Welcome, Marquis Istas, Guardian Sir Amaxa"

    Lord Malvato laughs.

    Who would have imagined it, such as remembering physiological disgust with just that? It just seems unusual, let there be a preconceived notion that it is being nursed by Valtrude to be a being with an evil phase.

    (If it was Jonah, she would have suddenly unleashed psychic powers)

    I loosen my cheeks to such an imagination, but I manage to squeeze my face tight and lower my back to the recommended seat.

    It''s just the reception room that welcomes visitors, and it''s not uncomfortable to sit in.

    "Now, let me give this ascension and the epistle a heartfelt celebration."

    With an eagle attitude, he looks sincerely blessed.

    But how dare you?

    "There will be a lot to say, but this procedure is natural. Because you can hear what you''re doing, even in the country."

    "I''m afraid."

    Instead of Valtrude staring at Lord Malvato with a sharp eye, Yut bows his head.

    How long will this idle conversation last?

    Anticipating the timing, Yut secretly places a box with "transparency" on the table.

    As if to assist with that, Valtrude laid his hands on the tea that had been served on the table.

    "Still, it''s an odd coincidence"

    "What are you talking about?"

    Yut responds because he was pointed at a slight eye.

    Apparently, the trick didn''t expose it.

    No, don''t you care in the first place?

    Those eyes seem to be looking at Yut and focusing on something beyond it.

    "We''re trying to fish each other out with our heads in jeopardy... looks"

    "Oh, my God."

    "There''s no need to blur anymore."

    Reassemble your legs, spoken of by what looked like Lord Malvato in a friendly tone.

    "The Baldur border uncle is on his way to the royal castle. You know that, don''t you?

    "If you''re a borderline uncle, you''ll have business in Royal Castle."

    "Kuku"

    Laugh.

    Lord Malvato''s - what looked like a person laughs.

    "It''s time to talk to each other for real. Now I''m too confused."

    "Mischief?"

    "Yes. I am, jealous"

    There was a dark flame in the fallen orbit.

    This could have been my first emotional move.

    "Jealousy..."

    Yut was about to be drunk by the unusual atmosphere.

    I haven''t been told much face to face, and I don''t even think I''m that big of a person.

    But objectively, it wouldn''t be strange to be the object of jealousy.

    (At the time I was engaged to Val, Zhuyin, and Arcia Xu, what do you feel like saying)

    I regain my calm thanks to my fianc¨¦es, but I felt something different about what they were saying.

    "I don''t know you don''t realize, there''s no standing more and more"

    "Let''s get this straight."

    Instead, the Cathedral Knight receives and stands.

    Seems frustrated by unintentional narratives.

    "I''ll take that one, yeah. I love you."

    Worship, intoxication and.

    Spin words with all other aspirations.

    "Didn''t you get Verga...?

    If you say so much, you can''t be unaware.

    It stares at Yut, who crumbles blindly, looking like Lord Malvato, in a phase of anger.

    The look you deserve to call a monster.

    But how firmer I''ve been than my previous friendly attitude.

    "I have also been called by that man by name. No, it won''t even be recognized as present. More importantly, I call him by his name."

    Sudden outbursts.

    Stand up well and spew out your words like a bubble. The indented eyes ran blood and made me think of a madman.

    "I am, weak. No knowledge, no wisdom, no wealth."

    I had stopped completely fixing it already. No, I may have been waiting for this moment the other way around since the time Valtrude broke me into who I was at the court meeting.

    "So I greeted this country! If this kingdom of Rotosilt had it, it would have been in his ear and ear."

    That''s when I confess my desires to someone.

    "To that end, I dived into the territory of this man, the weakest chain, changed my appearance and climbed one step at a time, reaching this point"

    "... now, are you going to replace me? Dark Crowler."

    "No way"

    To the allegations of that misperception, what Lord Malvato looked like - Dirk Crowler, on the contrary, calmed down.

    "I do not want to be loved by that one. I want to be loved."

    If you look only at the results, there''s no big difference there.

    However, the adequacy obtained from the results depends on the process.

    Yut, I can''t notice that far.

    I noticed it was Valtrude.

    Acorn. She had envied Migi Zhuyin, a childhood friend of Heavenly Grass Brave, and still craved love for herself, she understood.

    Except for understanding and empathy.

    "No matter how much you justify it, it won''t be affirmed."

    "That''s your value. But they may be cut off according to their values."

    Has your spirit grown high again as you speak?

    Dirk Crowler develops his argument violently.

    "Even if that happens, that''s not because I was wrong. Just because I was weak. That''s all."

    Too much momentum, we were both taken aback.

    At least, it will have achieved a feat that could not have been achieved at this point either by the blood-sucking Marquis or by giants who recognise themselves as guardians of Verga.

    Even if it doesn''t reach that one whom he loves.

    "... that was an extra story"

    Calm also returns to the voice, as if suddenly the enthusiasm cooled.

    However, even if the content is calm, it does not change the discomfort of the voice itself.

    "In the end, I lured you guys. All we have to do is see if Uncle Baldur can take care of Charlton and Alsace. Dirty to my soul, and I can''t even revive it."

    "Because we have to acknowledge the reign of the Duke of Malvato in order to prevent civil unrest?

    "Yes. If I publish that I''m a monster, etc., the country will crack"

    "Wouldn''t it end up being Verga''s"

    Valtrude telling him to throw up, but Yut was uncomfortable with the conclusion.

    "... just because you will doesn''t mean you''ll take it honestly"

    "Oh, yeah. That would be so. If it is your will to fight and take away, I will fight only as hard as I can."

    Free love. Selfless love.

    Blow up such beauty, mad love.

    "So, Yut Amaxa. You don''t kill. I will not hurt you, for he will grieve."

    "I don''t know. If you die here, you might think it''s that much."

    "You have no idea."

    Instead, pity, Dark Crowler teaches.

    "If you die, I will love and mercy your soul. That''s who he is."

    "Do you understand?"

    Maybe I told him to throw it away because I had a feeling it might actually happen.

    "Sooner or later, the time will come to know."

    "That''s troublesome"

    Forgot the trick on the desk, too, and Yut got up.

    The time for words is over.

    "I''m weak. So let the weak fight the weak."

    The door to the reception room opens, as if that word was a signal.

    At the same time, the servant - who looked like him - came in.

    "If some of them say there''s still a chance they can go back... what will they do?

    Too pale to say evil, he who looked like Lord Malvato told him.

 212 8. Under rapid turnaround (after)

    "Val!"

    Stand up and distance yourself from Dark Crowler while checking with the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) for authenticity.

    "There''s no lie in that word"

    Valtroude, who reacted faster than Yut, said it all while ridiculing him behind his back.

    "But it''s hard to tell the difference."

    The words that follow are bitter. We must be vigilant against that man who looked like Lord Malvato, and against the servants who have crept in.

    Of course, it''s just elimination - not hard to kill, but you can''t do that.

    Two confusions.

    That was because there were two kinds of servants Dark Crowler could follow.

    One is Dark Crowler, the Dark Servant who destroyed the spirit of human-type organisms such as humans and elves, goblins and orgasms, and reconstructed the flesh.

    The qualities of life have nothing to do with today''s abilities. It''s just material.

    It was replaced by a personality ¡°set¡± by Dirk Crowler, and his ability - albeit with no limits - remains the Lord''s will.

    And, like the Lord, he has an evil phase, and can no longer be restored to his original appearance.

    Apart from that, Dark Crowler is also a Born Psychic (Scion). It also excelled in its ability to be psychosensitive.

    It may use its abilities and dominate the spirit of innocent people to serve as servants. This one can return to its former life as long as its dominion is lifted.

    All have the nature of faithfully fulfilling orders without the Lord, and just defeating Dark Crowler doesn''t make things any better.

    There are good and not good things to kill among enemies.

    Simplifying itself, that''s what happened.

    "Well, who''s Dark Servant, right? Him or her. Maybe they''re all different"

    "Yut!"

    "Bad nature!

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage), who instantly switches his thoughts to battle, searches for hand tags to break this situation from among prepared spells.

    Dark Crowler, with words to flirt with, uses the psychic powers of Close Teleportation in the meantime to travel for short distances.

    Back off, just like Yut.

    Dark Servants dressed to cover the Lord.

    The appearance is no different from that of a human being. Lower daughter, gardener, martin, cook, gatekeeper...... Those who serve the Duke''s house are gathered together without distinction between young and old.

    With a short spear (short spear) that swings indoors and a circular shield large enough to hide the body.

    It''s like a riot sight, but well armed. In addition to that imbalance, I didn''t feel the heat coming into battle, only creepy like a horror movie.

    And if you''re Dark Servant, your combat skills are out of step.

    "Val, there''s no need to make a distinction for now. But let us all be weak. I''ll leave the way to it."

    "entrusted"

    A troublesome order from Yut. Besides, what you can never say you''re good at.

    That is why the spirit exalts in the confidence that it has been entrusted to it.

    "Let''s form a party and crush it"

    If it doesn''t matter what Valtrude''s emotions are, Dirk Crowler gives orders to his servants.

    In an instant, when he created five rows of impromptu Farranks, he stuck out his spear and shield and approached the beautiful Cathedral Knight.

    "Big deal."

    Its leadership is commendable.

    Praised Valtrude for being an enemy or not, but whether that works or not is a different story.

    "Coming."

    The exorcism sword Divine Subjugator does not fall out of its sheath, but a laid-back cathedral knight drives through the earth.

    An army filling a wide intersection approaches Valtrude kicking the furniture.

    In the middle of the room, the two collided.

    "Whoa."

    Along with the mood of tearing, the sword of the devil waved by the horizontal giraffe.

    The blow carried out with countless spears carried out is not meant to hurt Dark Crowler''s servants.

    "Damn, it''s a mess"

    The slaughter, to which even the yut of the allies could only be exposed, smashed the shields of those who were at the forefront of the party and pushed them back with its momentum.

    Whether the opponent is a modified Dark Servant or just manipulated. Before the Virgin of Helenonia, there is no such thing as difference.

    "No more feuds are meaningless."

    Embodying quality over quantity, the diocesan knight turns the cutting edge of the divine sword, which remains in the sheath, towards Lord Malvato and urges him to surrender.

    "Baldur Borderline Uncle Bees End in Failure"

    "You''re confident, aren''t you?

    "Beside His Majesty and His Highness is Vainamarinen, the Great Sage. In the unlikely event that the plan will be accomplished"

    Valtrude declared in good spirits as he glanced sideways at the fallen table.

    What Yut secretly brought in using the Transparency (Transpierrent) spell was a digital video camera, a personal possession of Vainamarinen.

    Now the effect of that spell has also expired and is rolling on the floor. It doesn''t seem to be broken, but it can be dealt with in the Repair of Goods (Repair) in case.

    Of course it was he, the visitor, who planned to make it immobile evidence, but it was Eudit''s idea to try to draw the Great Sage in.

    A wise man, who was by chance visiting Sejour, the king''s capital, occasionally came across the bee of a frontier uncle and cooperated in the repression from the heart of the martial arts.

    By using this as an ostensible muscle, we tried to prevent merit and motivation from gathering in the Marquis Istas.

    Negotiations with Vainamarinen were left to Yut - but in the end, he was to be eaten considerably by his dealings with the next Hyung-chul meeting (Danishmend) - arguably a heroic queen of kings.

    "Again, were you good at that"

    Dirk Crowler doesn''t move, even though the big beat failed. One complexion - originally, pale - did not change and took the facts calmly.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    Yut activates a theoretical spell, as if to chase him there. A bullet of pure magic with absolute precision, used by Larsia in her magic wand (Magic Wand).

    The theoretical spell of the Fourth Staircase, chosen not to hit the servants, strikes through Dark Crowler without a goal.

    But apart from fate.

    "Stan Sphere"

    In addition, it cleaves the page from the spell document and builds a magic formation directly beneath the collapsed party.

    A spell that cannot be activated immediately, one should be used as a trap or the other, but a theoretical spell that stuns the organisms around it, in turn, from the weak.

    In other words, if Valtrude weakens them all, we can put them together and disable them.

    In contrast, he looks like Lord Malvato. It also fights back with superpowers.

    "Elemental Burst"

    The psychic powers that Yona specializes in.

    But the power doesn''t have to be compared, and the aim is inaccurate. I strayed a lot from Yut and hit him straight into the ceiling.

    "Val, don''t worry about this one. In the meantime..."

    He was an evacuated yuut to prepare for the ceiling collapse, but he can''t skip instructions until the end.

    Naturally, too.

    No way, you can even imagine a woman in thin clothes falling from upstairs, etc.

    Plus, hold the knife.

    "Die."

    Crouched, but gentle voice.

    That, of course, went toward Yut - not something.

    The women, who have fallen with the ceiling, groan, fall, yet try to faithfully carry out their Lord''s command.

    A girl, on the neck. Another woman goes to the heart. Another daughter pushed a knife against her wrist.

    "Stop it."

    "Yuuto."

    You can''t use a spell in time.

    Running over without himself or the world, Yut kicks up the knife to prevent its suicide.

    (I managed to make it...)

    Unexpectedly, sigh of relief.

    "I''ve been waiting for this moment."

    Yeah. Relieved, I did.

    "Mind Ruler"!

    Thousand encounters.

    The only opportunity.

    Send all psychic psychic psychic powers into the spiritual gap Yut has created.

    "Knock."

    Just humans. No, adventurers and knights of war. Superpowers that can control behavior even with Bishop and Warlock spells.

    Nevertheless, Yut resists stubbornly and does not seek to cede control of the flesh.

    Let one spell be used.

    Perhaps, with all due respect.

    I don''t mind.

    That''s enough.

    "Go! Go to that one!

    "No way."

    Yut opened a spell document of his own free will, from which he tore seven pages apart.

    Then, expand and activate the page around as it is.

    "Val, I''m sorry. I''ll leave this place to you."

    "Yut!?"

    A spell that can be called a classic, always ready.

    "Moment Move (Teleport)"

    The destination is the far north. To the evil demigod.

    Empress Verga''s palace. I would be dealing with "Moment Travel" in some way.

    But the one I love and the one I call the Great Mage. I''m sure you''ll do something about it.

    "Oh......"

    Not satisfied.

    There are untrained.

    Still, I felt full.

    Make this kingdom of Rotosilt a offering to him. There were no lies in the words or in the feelings. But isn''t there something more worthy in front of you?

    Then there can be no hesitation in throwing away the plan that took years.

    "You."

    A cathedral knight advances in angry form.

    It doesn''t have to be that sudden. This is the last of these ghost bills. There''s nothing left.

    Did you win or lose?

    There''s no point in drawing such lines.

    If that great sorcerer gets under that one, he might talk about himself. There was such a bottom line, but I can''t be sure if it would happen, and in fact it was good either way.

    However, you must have the freedom to imagine such a sight.

    And the right to put the curtain down with such hope and anticipation.

    The consciousness of a monster who has lost his name and his past to the love he himself believes in falls, shortly thereafter, into eternal darkness.

    And I never surfaced again.

 213 9. Unexpected encounters

    "I didn''t expect to see you so soon. Besides, I don''t think you''re coming from my son-in-law."

    A slutty voice echoes, making the thoughts of those who listen wander.

    Yut''s response was delayed by a beating to an unwelcome development, albeit unexpected.

    "I''m sorry I pushed you unilaterally, but I didn''t come here of my own free will."

    "Wow. Isn''t that a pretty interesting story?"

    But the burning red-haired empress doesn''t look offended, like a maiden, and then smiles lewdly.

    "I''m sorry to overlap, but I''m not going to stay long."

    "This is a connection."

    The northernmost palace in the Brewers.

    Between its thrones, Yut reunited with Verga.

    "Occasionally, angels come from heaven for the lives of their concubines. It is also troublesome to come elsewhere, and only here have measures been taken against Momentary Mobility (Teleport). This time, it seems to have worked."

    "I don''t know if I should thank you, it''s a subtle thing"

    "Well, my son-in-law. He brought me a reply to the concubine''s invitation, which doesn''t sound like it."

    "Then I''ll attach it as promised in advance."

    Plus, if you''re inviting me on a date, I''ve circled my attendance and replied on the diplomatic route.

    "Hey, hey, hey."

    "Well, that still inspires me."

    "... right"

    It''s true that you''re not going to stay long, but nothing to explain in this situation lacks a brother-in-law - rather than just a weird person.

    "But even if it''s not funny, no complaints."

    "It seems my son-in-law is the one who keeps his guard up like that."

    It doesn''t matter what it is. I just want to enjoy an unwanted reunion.

    That said, the red-haired empress laughed at the slut.

    The distance between them is about 5 meters.

    Verga does not move from the throne. And I''m not calling anyone. Neither Yut, nor any closer nor further away.

    It''s like, all I''m saying is that''s the limit right now.

    "But where do I start talking"

    Assuming, the opponent is an enemy empress.

    Is it a good idea to explain honestly the upside of the disturbance in your house in the Rotosilt kingdom?

    "No, you''re not good. Then¡­"

    Yut looks around the throne room pointlessly, eyes on the ceiling and sums up his thoughts.

    The evil demigod looked at him like that with his eyes narrowed.

    "The agent who infiltrated the Rotosilt kingdom - trying to get rid of Dirk Crowler - was manipulated to act the other way around and was forced to come here"

    I mean, it''s to this extent I can talk.

    "Hmm. Sure, it makes sense that my son-in-law''s mouth gets heavy. But Dark Crowler......"

    Verga, who was listening to Yut, looks around her lips with her fingers.

    Ask back to Yut after a little silence if you had any idea Dark Crowler existed.

    "My concubine didn''t give me her life directly, but I remember getting a report from Shelleylon."

    Sherreylon Latetal. Prime Minister of Dark Elves supporting the Verga Empire. It was some years or decades ago that he reported such manipulation that it was the duty of the ruler to reluctantly go to Verga.

    The only way to follow that memory is to stimulate desire.

    "Sure, did that Dark Crowler say Joan Zaza? What are your names?

    "... oh"

    That''s the first name I''ve heard.

    A slight guilt pierced my chest for not even trying to hear it.

    "You can''t admit it, but, well, you sure got us out"

    "Hmm. I didn''t know your son-in-law would praise you."

    Inspiring Verga, but that is only an interest through Yut.

    "But it''s brilliant to have behind my son-in-law, but I don''t think that''s all I can do."

    Also, even if I remember the name, I was neither obsessed nor expecting any work on the Rotosilt kingdom, and if I looked at Yut''s attitude, I could easily imagine that he was failing.

    "Oh. I''ve left the rest to Val"

    "... Left"

    A rare smile disappears from the red-haired empress when she hears the name of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who serves the Hellenonian God.

    What floated instead was jealousy or envy? Or something else.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    Immediately with her usual slutty smile, she speaks to Yuut with an inviting gaze and voice.

    "Things are more or less, I understand..."

    "I appreciate that"

    Come on, Yut pulls himself together when this is the real deal.

    Heartlessly, he jumped into the enemy''s home base. At this point, the disadvantage is undeniable.

    Silver Arm (Platinum Arms), a group of guardians of an order that once existed. Its leader, Archmage Augmar, apparently specializes in the tactic of sending his comrades into the nest of evil, which is also the enemy, to annihilate them, but a whole different story from Yut today.

    The situation is isolated and helpless. It would be better not to expect rescue.

    Even if Valtroude is sure to defeat that Dark Crowler - Jornzaza, it''s also hard to disable Dark Servant beyond being able to activate | Shock Place Stan Sphere.

    Ask Vainamarinen for help from there, I don''t know when.

    We need to get through this on our own.

    And the truth is, there was a way.

    That is extremely simple.

    Momentary Movement (Teleport) is still in the spell document.

    It will be difficult to use it all of a sudden, but if you activate Time Stop (Chronos Eyes), you will be able to use it sparingly.

    The question is whether the other person will allow it.

    (Wouldn''t forgive me)

    Not so sweet.

    Besides, I don''t know what''s good about me, but the last time I visited here, I decided I didn''t fit all that stuff in with reason and dignity.

    Plus lovers, couples and all that. I jumped over that stage lightly, and all of a sudden I was screwed with a child.

    Just remembering, I accidentally run chills in my spine.

    In the future, I have a vague feeling that will happen.

    But that wasn''t easily acceptable to Yut, who Verga wasn''t the opponent, and who hasn''t had a bar mitzvah in Japan.

    Besides such a personal circumstance, there is another.

    But if we don''t work hard here, the showdown between good and evil could begin. I had to avoid that.

    "So I''m glad you let me go home,"

    "... well, there''s no choice."

    "Right, that''s... Huh?

    Too light, too unexpected.

    I thought I heard wrong, and Yut rounds his eyes.

    "Kufu. That look on your son-in-law''s face."

    I didn''t think you and the Empress would make fun of me.

    "Love you for hating that loss."

    "... please don''t"

    In favor of being hit directly from the front, Yut leaves unexpectedly.

    Never acceptable, but he''s also an emotional person. I can''t stay completely untouched without touching the harp line of my heart.

    Was the empress satisfied when she found out that, with an innocent, slutty look on her face, she welcomed the burning redhead with her fingers.

    It seemed like a cat would take its prey, and it was like a child who would be happy to bully a child he liked.

    Innocent, cruel.

    "Of course, if your son-in-law is going to stay, you are most welcome -"

    "I''m not going to"

    I can''t wait to be messed with any more.

    Yut rejects completely with a true face. There, there is no room for compromise.

    "- can''t be forced, because it will be"

    Verga continues, grinning bitterly at his clear resignation.

    Besides, the concubine is looking forward to it.

    "Enjoying it?

    What? I don''t ask. I don''t even have to ask.

    I have a date with Yut.

    "What to wear, what to talk about, where to go. Just imagine that, my heart plays. Absolutely, the concubine herself is confused."

    In the tone of a maiden in complete love, the red-haired empress said.

    All this time, the constant lewdness disappears, and all I see is pure love.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut does not answer.

    I don''t have the words to answer.

    My heart didn''t shake, probably because when I received the love letter from Verga, the acorns had told me to include it.

    "Therefore, the concubine endures"

    "... ok. I''ve already sent you a reply, but I''ll see you at Folio-Farina."

    If it had been her before, she might have kept her guard down and taken her lips off when she broke up.

    But I didn''t either.

    Just be quiet, take out the spell document and stare at Yuut, who cleaves the page.

    "Momentary Travel"

    relief and stray enough to cover it up on your chest.

    Still, without proceeding differently, Yut definitely activated the spell.

    The destination is Lord Malvato''s mansion. Under Valtrude.

    The red-haired empress just stares quietly at her beloved as she drinks into the light and disappears.

    Even if it disappears, it fixes its gaze on the void.

    But the words don''t say anything.

    Eventually, the Lord of the Throne closed his eyelids and hid his wet eyes inside, moving straight to the loose ends.

    What kind of dreams are you having?

    I don''t think anyone would like that.

 214 10. Unexpected Return

    "Yut!"

    "Sorry. What''s the situation here..."

    On an instant move (teleport), Yut returned to the Duke of Malvato''s mansion.

    It was the servants of the Duke''s family, stacked over time, who welcomed him after a great journey that would lengthen half the continent.

    When Yut returned from Verga''s castle, everything was already over.

    Dirk Crowler, who was deceiving the Duke of Malvato, had been defeated by Valtrude, and both Dirk Servant and his psychically manipulated victim with psychic powers (Psyonic Power) had lost their freedom of movement.

    "You didn''t kill any of them, did you?

    He said, "I know."

    I guess I got anxious because I suddenly shut up.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and others speak of self-defense, but her attentive expression was unusual, so there''s nothing wrong with it.

    We were lucky to have Valtrude on the spot because we were able to return soon.

    If they run to Vainamarinen, they won''t know what more to charge.

    "Was flying to the Verga Empire a lie? But it''s true..."

    "No, it''s true... I''ll tell you more later."

    "Sorry for my alarm..."

    "Well, that''s the same for me."

    "Anyway, you''re safe..."

    A cathedral knight with tears in his eyes approaches him in somewhat unconstrained footsteps and falls into the bosom of his beloved. I turned my hand straight to my back and made sure to rub my forehead with his chest plate, then you were sure it was real, just one step away.

    Yut almost wanted to do the same thing, but it doesn''t work either.

    "In the meantime, let''s use Stan Sphere."

    On top of the magic formation I installed, I gently concentrated my spirit in front of Dirk Savant and others, who were also arranged on several surfaces.

    Shortly afterwards, a circular blue light occurred and pierced them like visualized static electricity.

    Have you lost consciousness altogether, which prevents you from staying in shape? Those who were Dark Servants lose their appearance and become like boiled potatoes and beans without a scratch.

    Among them, about 10 were human beings who kept the figure of a person. Naturally, that included my daughters who tried to harm themselves in front of Yut.

    It is crucial to keep the truth mixed up in order to prevent lies from spreading.

    But the best thing to do is not to lie.

    Though in different directions, that Dark Crowler had a definite manipulation.

    "Is this a relief?

    It will bring out the victims who need treatment and the diocesan knight will provide first aid with the miracle of healing "Hands" given by God.

    "Oh. Oh, my God."

    The man who can save saved.

    The enemy was also defeated.

    But the look on their faces doesn''t clear.

    In terms of strength, he was an unbeatable opponent.

    In case, I even prepared a joker named Vainamarinen.

    I hadn''t distracted some warlord or general, but I had decided to win or lose before I stood on the battlefield. It''s a muscular settlement.

    Yet there is little sense of accomplishment.

    "I didn''t know it would have been such a hassle to come with a handful..."

    "Until now, I wonder if we''ve limited the situation so that they don''t."

    Turn off the power of the digital video camera rolled onto the floor, and Yut responds half empty while checking the motion.

    Fortunately, both properly powered and turned on recording data were playable.

    "I take that one, yes. I love you. ''

    ''Did you get Verga...?

    "I have been called by that man by name. No, it won''t even be recognized as present. More importantly, I call him by his name."

    Decisive evidence footage of Lord Malvato as an agent of the Verga Empire, played on a small LCD screen.

    ''So I greeted this country! Because if this kingdom of Rotosilt had it, it would have been in his ear and ear''

    It is, at the same time, a confession.

    "I do not want to be loved by that one. I want to be loved."

    And it was also a cry of the soul.

    Good and evil, in any case, overwhelmed by its calories.

    From there on, after the battle began, the table I had placed also collapsed, and the footage becomes fragmented. But the audio was well in there.

    Yut, who made sure with a quick feed, exhales gently and turns off the digital video camera. As if waiting for it, Valtrude approached.

    "Yut, this case is definitely over. Right?

    "That''s right. If you still had a card, you''d be hanging up."

    "So why? Why am I not so neat?"

    Even now, we have not been dealing only with enemies who bump into each other from the front.

    Sieg Alto Crewing was close to a delightful prisoner who prioritized his own desires, and in the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) there were people who took the innocent as hostages.

    But this time, it''s fundamentally different from them.

    I know that, but I can''t linguize it. So the Holy Virgin of Helenonia was suffering.

    But clean and white. You''re right everywhere. It''s natural that she can''t understand. No, even Yut, I''m not going to tell you, such as I''m drawing on the other person''s feelings correctly.

    "The values were different. On a narrower note, the terms of the victory were different from ours. We''re supposed to survive and frustrate their intentions, naturally? But for him it was only a tool to achieve something bigger, even his own life."

    Verga knew, the name of that Dark Crowler. I also remember Yut, but I felt it was wrong for someone other than the evil demigod to say it.

    "Right..."

    Valtrude understood.

    I understood that it was incomprehensible.

    And even if you can''t understand it, you should be respectful.

    "Sacred Strike."

    Only the Cathedral Knight can use, the divine spell "Holy Spirit".

    At the same time that Valtrude activates it, the Devine Subjugator, the exorcist sword, is engulfed in a holy flame.

    "At the very least, peace be upon that soul"

    In this Brewers, the post-mortem world exists.

    For the most part, we will be greeted at the end of the judgment by either good or evil heaven and await the next birth. But some are imprisoned by Nara and suffer eternal blame.

    It is he who made a covenant with the devil (Demon) in his lifetime, who gave his soul to an evil ritual, and the devil himself.

    Both Dark Crowler and Dark Servant, their souls should be greeted by Naruto.

    So I don''t know how effective that purification is.

    Still, as a sign of respect, Valtrude purifies its flesh - if that''s what it can say in pasty form - with a holy flame lodged in the God-fearing sword.

    The magical flames created by God''s miracles burned down only the wicked, and after a while they could disappear from each of them.

    "By the way, Yut"

    "What?

    We were both staring at the sight, and now we''re staring at each other.

    However, the shades that dwell in Valtrude''s ice-blue eyes are more swordswallowed than glossy.

    "Thanks to this ring, I know Yut moved instantly to Verga''s castle..."

    "How could you have come back so soon?

    "Hmmm. I''m happy with that in and of itself..."

    Strange.

    I wonder if there''s something there.

    (Well, you normally do)

    Yut himself, if he was in the opposite position, must suspect some sort of conspiracy.

    "I just normally went and came back"

    "... I see"

    Still, Valtrude would know it was true.

    That''s what I thought and told the facts as they were, and unexpectedly she accepted it lightly.

    "Is that all you need?

    "Hopefully, I''d like to hear more about it, but I know the whole story."

    The Cathedral Knight is extremely calm. I am completely calm.

    "Well, it''s nothing to hide."

    Besides, there wasn''t a surprising event.

    "When I suddenly explained why I was" traveling momentarily, "and I said I was going home, I wasn''t particularly obstructed. Worst of all, I was going to use the earth''s jewels to escape."

    That''s all.

    Really, that''s all.

    Nevertheless, from the Valtrudes, it''s also current to think that you can''t just go to the cheater''s house - and it''s that Verga - and that''s it.

    But this time again, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia accepted the explanation lightly.

    "I''m glad you didn''t use that jewel."

    "Well, I like being a dragon man, too."

    "That''s not what I meant. No, there is, but if we show more power, we''ll just get more obsessed with them."

    "That is indeed..."

    As a compromise (...), I might say that we should make the East, neither the Verga Empire nor the Rotosilt Kingdom, a nest of love between the two of us, etc.

    "By and large, I understand the circumstances"

    "Huh? Now you understand?

    "You can''t tell, but you won''t"

    I swelled my cheeks a little and looked grumpy. But the tone is gentle, Valtrude said.

    "For one thing only, me and that woman are the same."

    "Yes...... is it?

    An empress who is the demigod of evil and at the same time unifies the empire of evil.

    The hero who gave the sword from the Hellenonian God and saved the world.

    To two people who represent such good and evil, there was something in common, etc. -.

    "Well, I''m embarrassed by the mess."

    Yut, who has noticed, unexpectedly looks at the ceiling. Ceilings drilled by Dark Crowler. Nothing, but I can''t even see my fianc¨¦e''s face from the front.

    "That''s me with you"

    Valtrude, meanwhile, looked down.

    I can''t see about Yut, but I don''t even want to turn around.

    The great events later described in the chaos and history books of the two great nobles were thus brought down the curtain.

 215 11. Succession to the Throne (Previous)

    "As always, you''re desperate to destroy patterns."

    Shabudai, or is it a chessboard? The image in the acorn is unknown, but she talks about it when she hears the upside down, along with flipping something.

    I also don''t feel like we''re talking about two fianc¨¦es sitting in a situation where they''re sitting on the bed, but this was satisfying.

    "Normally, don''t you exorcise bad guys from coming aboard prince''s wedding or parade or something?

    "Why should I bother crossing such a dangerous bridge?"

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage), who made a satisfactory return from the castle of Empress Verga, threw his body on the bed when he finished explaining to his childhood friend, the girl.

    This mansion was purchased during the adventurer''s time, in Sejour, Wang capital.

    Previously it was only a base of adventure. There, with the episcopal of Valtrude, it has become a departure agency for the Marquis Istas family.

    Acorn, who was to work as a costume clerk and special cook for Prince Alsace and Eudit''s wedding, was also to be based here for a while.

    "Well, you wanted to clean it up before my turn came"

    "I don''t think so."

    I can''t help but be distant because I don''t have the power to fight, but I miss being out of company until after that. In that sense, I was also pleased with the ex post facto report.

    Yut, though, seemed pretty complicated.

    As far as he is concerned, of course, the primacy is that he moved for Prince Alsace. But that''s not all that''s troubling.

    Besides, the fact that for acorns accounted for a big weight - I wanted to keep it a secret if I could.

    I''m not doing anything wrong, but I''m embarrassed.

    "Nevertheless, I don''t know if that empress will give you a warm return..."

    "Better than the other way around."

    "I am, though. I''d say there''s nothing higher than that."

    "I know, I know."

    At least, when we meet next month in Folio-Folina - to describe it as a date, there are psychological barriers - we could easily imagine that we would not be able to leave strongly.

    "That''s not all."

    "... Val had a bad tooth cut, too"

    I don''t know. Crush, Yut rolls over the bed. Looking sideways at such a childhood friend, Acorn was thinking about the change in Verga......

    "Well, fine."

    No use thinking about it any more, and Acorn fell into bed too. In the end, we have to leave it to Yut.

    Unfortunately, there is no private room for acorns in this House. That''s why I''m in Yut''s room, but I wasn''t dissatisfied at all on that point.

    "How dare you bring up a digital camera?"

    "Well, that turned out to be conclusive evidence."

    Regardless of the principles of digital video cameras, the ability to save video and audio was understood by the nobles who started it.

    Most importantly, it recognizes the valuable magic equipment (magic items) in the possession of the Great Sage Vaina Marinen.

    Although I''m somewhat uncomfortable there, I can''t help but detain you there.

    Turn that into evidence and acquit Lord Malvato. However, the Duke Malvato family cannot be crushed because of its role as a backup when something happens to the royal family.

    The title is concurrent with Prince Alsace for the time being - who will soon be king - and he says he plans to let the proper royalty inherit him.

    Its Duke of Malvato family, but by now, Valtrude and Jonah, who boarded the territory, should have wiped out the rest of the party.

    Once that was done, it had not yet been found to what extent it had been contaminated, but clerks and other bureaucrats would be dispatched from the Wang capital to govern.

    In addition, the disposition to the Baldur Border House became relatively light. Easy to crush, but difficult to rule later. I mean, we don''t have enough people anywhere. I''m stuck, and it''s a tough story.

    Besides, two leading nobles are cut off to water the celebration as well.

    In the end, the Baldur peripheral uncle was beeped and briefed for being manipulated by Lord Malvato - Dirk Crowler, and was not imprisoned.

    However, you will not be allowed to leave the Mansion of the King''s Capital, and it will decay as it is.

    The housekeeper seems to find the right people from the branch to let them inherit, not the dueling man with Yut. Based on the good hand turning, he was working assuming to some extent.

    Anyway, dissatisfied molecules in the country were eliminated.

    The anti-Alsace principals and the euphemisms to the Verga Empire - the latter, although not named in a standout way - will also hang their heads on the new king.

    It was a fitting result to celebrate the retirement of Charlton III and the reign of Prince Alsace.

    "I don''t care about the evidence or the politics."

    But the acorns are floating on the tannic side.

    The two of them look at each other as they fall asleep, making a voice that seems to have forgotten the colour tone somewhere.

    "Lord Eudit tells me you''re filming a wedding..."

    "You''re smiling."

    "So long as I don''t get more work done."

    Anyone can manipulate it - it''s a civilized ego.

    There can''t be people who want to operate equipment they''ve never seen or touched, but also objects of the Great Sage''s Secret.

    With the exception of visitors from Earth.

    Should I have called my real name here early? No, you can''t even treat her like a photographer. Besides, Yut was also recited, so he couldn''t throw out the ceremony and worship the cameraman.

    "Either way, I guess Zhuyin''s hardship was destined to increase"

    "Sometimes when you struggle other than yourself, you live."

    "It must be my fault"

    I say that in white, I laugh with my eyes together.

    That''s all, my stood heart healed.

    "Well, let''s do it tomorrow"

    Acorn wakes his torso out of bed without using his hands.

    The perception that costumes and cooking are extra work in your hands remains unchanged.

    But Eudit insists on it. I don''t know if it''s okay to say friend - but if it''s for you, you have to do your best.

    Even if the final confirmation of the reception dish is required shortly after the shooting.

    "Alsace Rotosilt pledges to Helenonia, the eternal winner, the eternity of my love"

    "Eudit Malemias also pledges to Helenonia, the eternal winner, the eternity of my love"

    Two of them kneeling down to the Holy Mark of the Hellenonian God carved on the wall and the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) standing before him.

    Slightly more ambitious in swearing terms, but deserving of ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia. Nor did it make any difference to the two people on the stage that it was the moment when the petition was fulfilled, whatever the language.

    "The Hellenonian God heard the words of my faithful servants, Alsace Rothschild and Eudit Malemias. God will never abandon you both. Neither shall they betray God."

    Even more so if it is the divine Holy Virgin of Helenonia who blesses it.

    Rotosilt kingdom, the temple of Helenonia in Sejour, the king''s capital.

    That also means the Temple of Helenonia, the most prestigious and formatted of the Brewers.

    The temple, which houses hundreds of people at the same time, is filled with guests from the time of Beautiful Star, including royal nobility, high priests and leading merchants, and invitees from outside the country.

    In the meantime, the magic equipment - in front of the building - the acorns that are shooting are extremely out of place.

    But if you''re grand, you won''t get suspicious.

    (It''s already a World Heritage site just here, isn''t it?)

    The temple is a harmony between quality rigidity and luxury. The white wall is engraved to make it less noticeable, and the stained glass is not gorgeous.

    Overall color usage is very popular, but not dark.

    As a result, a majestic temple was created.

    However, the most beautiful must still be the bride and groom.

    Eudit''s wedding dress, requested and created early on. The laces that colour the pure white dress are not all but knitted by the bride herself.

    The skirt is long enough to cover and conceal the floor. Meanwhile, the shoulders are uneven and there is a slightly scented luster in the chastity.

    When this dress is complete and worn. Eudit was in much tears of emotion.

    (Yeah, yeah. This is just the way it is)

    Acorns immersed in self-satisfaction in your mind so that no extra thoughts are recorded. There will also be a glimpse that he was involved in the production, but today''s bride has not lost to the blessed Valtrude either.

    Those who recognize themselves as good sense frown, and the ladies send envy. Except the former people can''t deny her beauty either.

    Meanwhile, Prince Alsace''s costume was quite piercing.

    One factor would have been his lack of commitment to himself and his continued non-cooperativeness. The prince was no exception to the men of the world.

    For this reason, in the end, Acorn decided arbitrarily and decided to dress the military uniform, which also came out of Eudit with a go sign.

    The jacket, each with a white line on a black base, covers the prince''s limbs so that it is perfectly enclosed. Large decorative buttons and golden thread ornaments stretching from the shoulders are non-existent in this Brewers.

    When Prince Alsace, who can still be described as a boy, wears it, there is a monstrous attraction that the Goddess of Beauty and Art is likely to ask him to submit data.

    Both, wedding costumes as if they were bladed head-on into tradition.

    But that made the row attendants imagine the coming of a new era.

    "Alsace Rotosilt, then. I hereby declare that I will recognize you as the new king, acting on behalf of Helenonia"

    All this time, Valtrude is the star.

    There were many objections to her performing the ritual, even assuming that she was subordinate. Besides, she also has the priesthood, but more superior bishops, archbishops, are present in the main temple of the King''s capital, and what about putting it aside and getting on the table?

    There were various murmurs, but the royal family sealed it off.

    It would have been then that the Marquis Istas were King Alsace''s largest collaborator and backshield.

    Apart from that, it can be seen in everyone''s eyes that this pattern made the right decision to entrust Valtrude with the ritual.

    So beautiful to breathe in. The more I forget to breathe, the more I see it.

    For once, Yut is also participating in the ritual as an accompaniment to her, well shown in the video. But unfortunately, it''s only an accompaniment.

    Nevertheless, I didn''t like it because of its appearance, and I admire it just because I can be in a space just for that beautiful man and woman.

    "Speak ill if you disagree!

    to offensive things, but none of those who raised their voices were alone.

    Naturally. It''s just a formal question.

    But if it had existed, Alsace would have stood up to it with strength.

    "God and man have all acknowledged your crowning. Here, bless."

    On Prince Alsace''s back, he possesses the Divine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword.

    At the same time, the sign of Helenonia, engraved on its body, reacted.

    The dazzling light wraps around the temple.

    It is strange and warm, just as if to bless the reign of a new king.

    "It is Alsace, the new king of the kingdom of Rotosilt. My will is with God''s will. For the rest, I hope to serve and serve justice!

    The applause of 10,000 lightning rang.

    The sound even comes with physical pressure to dominate the venue.

    Teardroppers, lovers, those who assemble reports to their country that they cannot be alarmed.

    The reactions were varied, but the thoughts were one.

    As one, no one questioned the qualities of King Alsace.

 216 12. Succession to the Throne (Medium)

    Generally speaking, the event that hit the reception was to be executed in the courtyard of the Royal Castle.

    It''s a format called a garden party or a horticulture, but of course it''s unusual.

    It was customary to attract selected invitees to the large hall where balls and court meetings were held, and to behave as if dishes and liquors served luxury.

    This was specially planned because King Alsace had only hope and there were thankful words for wanting to share joy with more.

    For this reason, even under the castle - although not exactly the same - heart-building liquors and dishes from the royal family were to be behaved.

    - That''s the story that will be written in the history book.

    Of course, things had a back and a table, and in this case there was a back circumstance in which people could not stand up in the bees of the two nobles, and by daring to loosen security, they showed confidence in other nobles and officials.

    And we''re talking about a completely different dimension than the circumstances on the front and back, but the reality was the biggest one that it would be difficult for the acorns to get involved in the reception without doing this.

    But no matter what thoughts, there is no difference in celebration.

    In conjunction with the end of the crowning ceremony, the feast was ready in the courtyard of the royal castle.

    Anyway, more than a thousand invitees are scheduled. To this end, more than a hundred tables are prepared, on top of which a large number of dishes are prepared.

    There is also a table for alcohol and other drinks, but at the same time the food and beverages were to be used in combination with the format that the servants serving the royal castle would circulate around the venue to attendees.

    It would have been a problem in rainy weather, but there are two great magicians (Arch Mages) in King''s Capital today. Don''t worry about anything.

    "Sounds like an amusement park break space."

    Groom, bride. No, the new king and the new queen?

    Yuut, who entered the venue before the two main actors, gets that feeling by looking at the garden party venue.

    It also brings together men and women in classic outfits that, from a modern point of view, can only be considered cosplay. In Yut''s eyes, it was only seen as an unusual sight.

    "Yuen Chi? What''s that?

    "Right. You weren''t there."

    But I can''t pass it on to Valtrude, who''s next door.

    When I returned to Earth, I lived in a hidden state, and after successfully contacting the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), every day I exorcised monsters and made magic equipment (magic items).

    On second thought, I haven''t even dated her alone.

    Of course, there were times when the acorns I had left behind for the Brewers were worried and not everywhere, but they only did their job nonetheless.

    (I''m an idiot...)

    As Yut was now depressed, a bald head appeared at present with his beard curled from the side.

    "Wow."

    "What. You''re a rude one!

    "If such a compelling face comes out, you''re amazingly determined. At least let them see footsteps and signs."

    "Well, then, you''ll lack surprise."

    It is the great sage Vainamarinen who laughs and says irrational things.

    The meritorious man was naturally invited as well, but the wedding and the crowning ceremony were in absentia, with his face on this one. Moreover, despite everyone''s reluctance to do so before the advent of the lead actor, he has secured several dignified yakitori skewers.

    "This is flavored with the soy sauce example. Quite delicious."

    "Why are all these free people around me?"

    Remembering the face of the Albino girl and the meadow race (Magner), Yut sighs at this sight. Those two are here with Ritna, and they should be somewhere in this venue.

    I didn''t take my eyes off you.

    No one can just, like, find them that disappeared.

    Neither does Valtrude blame you for that. Conversely, he looked strange and stepped forward and bowed his head.

    "Lord Great Sage, I''ve been taken care of this time"

    "Huh. If that''s what you think, don''t take the old man''s toys."

    The Great Sage expresses his dissatisfaction with the fact that items purchased on Earth have been taken up. He doesn''t even seem to be under his care, such as repelling the Baldur Border Uncle gesture.

    Digital video camera on a spare laptop presented to Riya God. Indeed, there are aspects of reliance on Vainamarinen''s possessions.

    "Then stretch your spine more, and be magnificent"

    Yes, at the end of the day, we leave an elderly kind of encouragement and blend into the venue. Although it was quite noticeable, as it was not a place where a large bald old man could blend in.

    "His Majesty Alsace, Her Royal Highness Lady Eudit. Come in!"

    Just there, the Ritual Officer''s voice sounds.

    At the same time, applause begins without anyone.

    Using it as a signal, the new king and the new queen ascended on the altar set behind the courtyard that became the venue.

    Alsace wears the same outfit as the crowning ceremony. But Eudit has changed colors and now he''s wearing a bright blue dress.

    An unexpected sigh leaks from attendees at the appearance of the beautiful bride and groom.

    The former King Charlton watching beside him is also emotional.

    "They all got together a lot. I want you to have fun today."

    A short, undecorated greeting from King Alsace. When I did that, I waved along with the bride and responded to the cheer, and immediately got off the stage.

    The aristocrats living side by side are too blind to the unexpected developments, but in part it is a huge celebration of applause.

    "You know the story! No, my king!

    "Cooking has the right temperature. It''s blasphemy to miss it."

    "Yeah, yeah. You''ve got good liquor."

    Blocked by the waves - all in all, all three of them are short - I don''t see them, but the source seemed to be someone I knew. I just want it to be different if possible, but a familiar voice won''t allow me to escape reality.

    "Hey, Val. You think you''re gonna be all right?

    "There is also Lord Ritna. You''ll be fine, won''t you?

    As the patron saint of the meadow race, Tyrone also presides over abundance. The case of Ritna, the god body (avatar), was also told in advance to the Kingdom.

    Of course it''s top secret, but those around King Alsace should know.

    "Right. You''re gonna be okay."

    "No problem. It shouldn''t be a problem."

    But anxiety doesn''t go away.

    Just in case, I tried to move around to see if I should re-stab the nail again, and today''s protagonists, King Alsace and Queen Eudit, appeared in front of me amicably.

    "Marquis Istas, guardian lord Amaxa. Thanks for your help this time."

    "Your Majesty..."

    It''s time for you two to bow your heads in advance.

    Innocence, but an outfit followed by Valtrude''s beauty.

    "Please make it easier. You two are our benefactors."

    "I''m afraid."

    That''s what Eudit, who became the queen, says, but that''s why I can''t be outrageous. At least, now that you have eyes.

    "I can''t thank you enough, but I have to do everything I can."

    "... it''s a waste of time"

    From the standpoint, Valtrude is on top.

    For that reason I tried to entrust her with the response, but it seemed that the Marquis of Istas intended to leave the house slayer fully pushed and standing.

    "There''s got to be a reward story from the Prime Minister later, but if there''s any hope, I want you to let me know"

    "Then one"

    Not a patron lord or a great magician, but as one man, Yut spun the word.

    "Don''t forget the king, don''t forget the hero, don''t forget the man. There''s nothing else we want."

    Nothing, I''m not trying to say anything alarming.

    However, Yut knows.

    Paint on one defeat while performing just what you will be called, a king who has been badly regarded by future generations.

    After his death the ministers were to contend with each other, with great influence on the famous generals of the later world.

    Have mercy on the people, but at the end of the day abandon the kingdom, and the king who was executed by his people.

    King, hero, man.

    Abandon any of them, you will no longer be a king named Alsace. And no one brings more misfortune to the nation than a king who lacks balance.

    I wanted you to know that. That''s just it.

    "I understand. Let the Golden Word be the guiding principle in my lifetime."

    And the king reached out, and his servant took it with respect.

    Their spouses stare at their husbands happily and reluctantly.

    Most of the attendees watched the sight far away, but with a sip of solitude.

    A new king and a subordinate who supports it.

    Receive the warnings of the Great Mage, wise hero.

    Friendship beyond differences in identity and position.

    He who is grateful that he was able to stand in the act of inheritance. He who thinks of the fate of the country and weeps of relief. Who began calculating whether he should ask the Marquis of Istas to mediate in order to enter the King.

    Thoughts of coming to the chest varied, but the two words moved many human hearts.

    That is an unmistakable fact.

    "Hey, what the hell!? What is this about? This flavour! This dish!

    In such a space, a misplaced scream echoed.

    Its sources are either Larsia, Yona, or Ritna. No, I''m not a great sage either.

    "I don''t know. I don''t know. This me? You think this baron of gastronomy has ingredients and cooking methods he doesn''t know about?

    A scream that doesn''t read the air, no matter how close it is to disrespect. Harsh gaze flying from perimeter to man would be unavoidable.

    But it doesn''t look like I cared - you haven''t noticed it in the first place - the man chews, tastes, and swallows.

    Each time, his thick neck vibrated, even though his huge face swelled even more. Fine fabric and tailoring, but no difficulty in clothing that you don''t mind if it''s the average of the places. If you do poorly, is your height about the same as your abdomen? At least that''s the body that makes you think so.

    Just seeing it made me sincerely understand that I was hanging everything on my diet.

    The man conquers the dishes arranged in one corner after another.

    He also praised Vainamarinen, a baked chicken that was baked on charcoal fire after many sauces.

    A sandwich featuring a hamburger also praised by Alsace.

    And a dashi rolled egg, placed as if trying to see this flavor.

    I carry all of it to my mouth to mercy, to feel the happiness of forgetting myself, but to suffer the moment I finish eating.

    "Get me a cook! I''m gonna die! I''m gonna die!

    You can die on your own......

    That was the thought shared by the majority of those present, but exceptions also exist.

    King Alsace, the head of it, entered before the man and spoke.

    "That''s Baron Anson, famous for his gastronomy."

    "This, Den...... Your Majesty. Congratulations. And thank you for the great welcome."

    Self-serving stories leak laughter from the surroundings.

    But it didn''t look like he cared, and Alsace called out with a smile.

    "The corner is the cook that I and my wife definitely called. Looks like you liked it."

    There''s no annihilation.

    Bumps and a gastronomic baron who shakes and denies saggy meat all over his body.

    "Not knowing the secrets of this flavor doesn''t kill you when you die. If you die, you will be an undead monster."

    "Don''t bother with that. Somebody, Acorn, which ones are you calling here?"

    One of the samurai serving the new king flies to the cooking place under his royal orders.

    "... I wouldn''t have expected acorns either"

    "Don''t take the trouble, really"

    After this, what happens?

    No, I know what happens. It''s a question-attack, and it gets noticed from all around.

    Problem is, yes.

    Whether reality will fit in to that extent.

    It was just a little bit about the future that no one could tell.

 218 13. Succession to the throne (after)

    Its cook, Acorn, had not imagined making a scene at the venue or anything else to prepare for the next one.

    "Mr. Acorn, can we make seeds like this?"

    "Right. If it''s not enough, let''s add it."

    Naturally, the work being done by renting the kitchen of the royal palace is not alone in acorns.

    For a few days now, Kagra and several other dragon men (Draconut) have been involved in meetings, plantings, etc.

    It is also with great cooperation that Acorn was able to photograph weddings and crowning ceremonies. No, rather, it''s almost like I''m letting it.

    Now, to the extent that I oversee tempura planting.

    "And Tentsuyu... no problem."

    "Thank you"

    How long have you been in a position like a chef, but now you decide not to care?

    It wasn''t until just a moment ago that I came up with a hobby to provide tempura in front of guests using a mobile stove of magic equipment (magic items).

    Had it not been for Yona''s "teleportation" purchases, it would not have come true.

    The dishes that had already been transported to the venue - such as grilled chicken and hamburger sandwiches - have been tasted by court cooks and are formally authorized.

    However, tempura, added just before, had a number of glimpses of curiosity flying as I did my own work on what the dish was.

    Yes, naturally, there are many cooks who have served the Rotosilt kingdom for an ancient time.

    No matter how much the new king and his subsequent demands, they - not a single woman, including the lower jobs - do not think they will accept the acorns lightly.

    The situation is that there should have been light bites, but the truth is, that didn''t happen.

    This has nothing to do with the fact that the Goddess of Beauty and Art stood on the dreampillows of the court cooks.

    It is unclear what announcement was made, but there was no way that the existence that supplied the gods could be roughly treated as the same cook.

    At the end of the day, the dragon men were not seen as a problem to get support because they were so entertained that they were creepy.

    From the acorns, it''s creeper to be treated politely by cooks like parents and children.

    "Besides, I didn''t want to be forced to get involved..."

    "Did you say something?

    "Yeah. In the meantime, it''s when it''s starting over there, so should we move on"

    "Right. Don''t get wet."

    Kagra agrees with Akane as she looks at the clock.

    "Lord Akane, do you have Lord Akane Miki!

    Suddenly, the kitchen door opens.

    A man with a red face and a breath on his shoulder casually looked around the room. I guess I don''t step inside because I had my last reason left......

    "Pinch it out."

    "Heh."

    The other guy was bad.

    A strong court cook who is mistaken for a mercenary if not told, gives orders.

    Naturally, the disciple tries to faithfully carry out his orders.

    "Wait. Oh, it''s the king''s life! As soon as possible, Lord Akane Miki wants you to come to the courtyard."

    When he saw the officials pleading desperately, and this was just not a joke, the Kagras circled their eyes.

    "Mr. Acorn, I''m not sure what''s going on, but I''ll leave the rest to you first"

    But the response of the visitor girl is dull.

    A flashy looking girl who had her arms together and thought about it unwrapped her arms like she was determined to do something.

    "Me, can I go home?

    "No."

    As a matter of fact, Kagra is not the only one, but the sense of belonging of the dragon men to the Rotosilt kingdom is weak. You can say there is little.

    The "king" for them was Yut, and even Valtrude was only "obeying because Yut respects them".

    Nevertheless, we cannot even roughly treat King Alsace, whose yut and valtrude are respectful.

    "That''s right."

    I just knew it from the beginning. When I drool, I remove the apron and move to the entrance of the kitchen in made-up clothes that are completely identical to my normal clothes.

    It''s just that, after this, if I knew what would happen, I would have done everything in my power to escape.

    But Akane, called "teacher" by God, is also a natural story, but far from omnipotent.

    "Oh! You''re God!

    "Huh? What is this?

    - So as soon as I stepped into the courtyard of the royal palace, I never imagined that fat would force me into a middle-aged man like he turned into a person.

    "Goddess! Save me from the purgatory of ignorance and doubt!

    Rather than, I don''t want to.

    When I glanced around for help, I had a fianc¨¦e with a troubled face and a fianc¨¦e who was hardened by surprise.

    "Uh, Baron Anson? I''ll introduce you now."

    You wouldn''t want to be involved with each other.

    Still, Yut breaks in between them and covers her subtle childhood girl on her back.

    There are voices from around me that are similar to cheers, but I couldn''t care less. The only thing that stands out more than today''s lead is... I just have to ask you to forgive me for thinking I''m having a good time.

    But the Larsias, who are standing still while watching the far-roll, will do something about it later. Really.

    While so determined, Yuut tries to talk to the gastronomic baron first.

    "She''s Miki Akane. This is my fianc¨¦e who cooked that dish. And acorns. This is Baron Anson. He wants to know the secrets of cooking."

    "It is! You''re using condiments for this cooking method I don''t know about. No, you don''t have to tell me. I know that. I know, but I don''t know what that is."

    "Uh..."

    I guess I should answer, but the way they cheer up is too awesome to pinch their mouth. And Ritna is clapping her hands and laughing.

    "Baron Anson, give my friend a chance to speak as well"

    Queen Eudit, whom I saw, sent out a help ship. Subtle, she seems to be where I tell her I''m a friend.

    "Ha! This is rude..."

    Even though the baron of gastronomy had to take a step toward being treated by the queen. However, the only thing I pulled was really one step.

    Wait for Akane''s words with his twinkly eyes like a boy who tells a story.

    She also must have realized that the only way to get through this place is to give an explanation. Confused, I opened my mouth.

    "In the meantime, grind the beef and pork in the sandwich, and cook it -"

    "I saw a secret in that ratio!

    "Right. More or less, maybe seven to three."

    "Hmm. So that juicy! But so is that chicken grill, but the sauce is unique again. And delicious!

    "Baked chicken? Oh, grilled chicken."

    The visitor girl, who finally understood what she was trying to say, uttered a decisive word.

    "Soy sauce-based, I use sauce."

    "Shoyu......?

    I''m a baron of gastronomy, until I season Oriental Li Kutua.

    "Ha. Not like the black jewels that King Kenji and the famous King Karlbrecht of the Principality of Il-Isle had left behind!

    - It seemed like I''d heard of it.

    "I don''t know if it''s a gem, but it''s true, even for the concealed taste of lentil soup..."

    "Oh my God!

    Like flying like dancing, a gastronomic baron, similar to Troll, ran away for soup.

    Released from tension, the acorn exhales unexpectedly for a long time.

    "What the hell was that...?

    "From the moment I ate a hamburger sandwich or an egg grill, it was like that."

    "What''s that? I''m scared."

    "Baron Anson is a big gastronomer."

    "Yes, I know that very well. And congratulations to both of you."

    I also feel like I said the celebration beforehand, but it was the first time I''d seen each other face after the wedding and the crowning ceremony.

    Acorn, who realizes it, bows his head in haste, and King Alsace receives it to eagle.

    "It seems to be considerably more advanced than it was when I knew it, but that talent and passion are also indispensable to our country. Right, Lord Halvani."

    "Ha. Soldier stations in my country - don''t know anyone else who cares and is dedicated to the diet of soldiers"

    When were you on the side? Even Marquis Halvani was part of this commotion.

    Acorn only thinks, "You''ve got some great people coming again," but an unusual state with all the proximity of King Alsace.

    Because the former King Charlton and the Chancellor are dealing with other guests.

    "I wondered what it was like when humans started playing when they had to eat delicious food, but it''s true that meals are the only thing on the front line to look forward to."

    Marquis Halvani laughs joyfully when she waves her spicy arms only about the meal.

    "... I was able to push the preservative bottle" Preservation Bottle "

    "I just got a sign that Yut was thinking of something that wasn''t good."

    Valtrude, who has finally returned to me, sends her worried gaze to her fianc¨¦e. Plus, my other fianc¨¦e agreed.

    "Right. You don''t have to think about your job at a time like this."

    "... right. It was my fault."

    But I''ll leave it on my mind''s note that we should talk through King Alsace.

    "Sure, that soup got an unusual plump taste! It''s a versatile condiment for both meat and soup!

    "... then shall I give you the extra portion in today''s cooking?

    "Oh my God!

    Baron Anson, who came back to confirm the taste of the soup, expressed his joy and emotion by turning his body against him, still about to graduate.

    I''m used to it, but I have trouble handling it.

    There, Kagra shows up after she''s ready.

    "Mr. Acorn, tempura is ready..."

    "What kind of food is that?

    "Huh? What is it, this?

    "What is this..."

    In the end, I couldn''t resist that pressure and Kagra, who was just here to make a report, was to be caught by the baron of gastronomy to serve freshly fried tempura.

    "Um. Salt is good too. But this is good, too. No, you mean the ingredients have the best flavor!

    Mushrooms on classic prawns, pumpkins and white fish. Baron Anson, who tried it all the way up to an egg-like variant, trembles with emotion while holding a fork as if he had also received it in heaven''s revelation.

    "Your wife there should eat, too."

    "No, I..."

    From among the humans who watched such a baron far-flung, they caught an elderly woman and forced her shrimp tempura into her mouth.

    "Oh, it''s delicious."

    "Uhm. It would be, it would be"

    ... I''m not a bad person by nature.

    Baron Anson then breaks his knee and begins his performances, wondering if he has advanced before King Alsace again, eating up even the mistletoe dough he had prepared for dessert.

    "Your Majesty, I am impressed. I know this Acorn lady should be protected as a nation."

    "Hmm. If Sir says so much, there is no mistake. And that''s also what I thought when I first ate Lord Akane''s dishes."

    "Huh? Huh?

    Suddenly. No, even if I could have predicted it beforehand, I would only be uncomfortable with the flow of this story.

    Why should they treat me like a human treasure when I''m cooking?

    "With all kinds of gratitude, the rest, I would like to give Miss Akane Miki the title of Knight and Friend of the King. Will you take it?"

    "Huh? Huh? Yes?...... happy?

    The bewildering applause echoes the courtyard that became the party venue.

    "A knight... In the meantime, should we freely manipulate gravity or have an alias for light speed?

    "If only I could."

    Couple comics don''t even cut it.

    That would be natural, too.

    Because the new king is the first of his kind to reign.

    Seeing how important that was and the reactions around me, even the two of us, the visitors, had to understand.

 219 1. Magic Instructor of the Fantasy World

    "This is..."

    Shinama Qino, a first-degree magician at the Hyun-Jitsu Conference (Danishmend), who finished his second deal - there were also computers and other electronic devices, but the ratio of food and alcohol was increasing - achieved the triumph of being the third human being on the planet.

    In other words, the transfer to another world (Brewers).

    The tip of stepping into a blunt water basin is an underground space where a whole football stadium is likely to enter. Various kinds of cherry blossoms blossomed simultaneously and vividly dyed their vision due to the action of any force.

    The moment I was about to be blinded by it, my real name felt heavy pressure and looked back.

    "Ah..."

    A huge, mysterious presence sitting across the metastasis gate.

    I''ve heard the story, and I''ve witnessed Dean Mel turn to Red Dragon. But up close, I can''t help but be overwhelmed.

    The scales that cover the whole body shine rainbow color, and fear first over creeps and disgust. Even if your opponent becomes aware that you are a predator with isolated strength, you can''t keep an eye out for that beauty.

    Dragon in sharp form - Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash.

    "Dal-Lukash welcomes visitors from the same world as the Lord of Dal-Lukash"

    When she glanced at her real name and told her that in a reading, she circled her neck like she lost interest.

    "You''ve made a good transition."

    Yut, who holds the material in an infinitely stored bag, continues to show up.

    What he saw was the sight of the colour of anxiety, usually dwelling in the eyes of a pitiful true name. No heart or the ponytail doesn''t look well either.

    Immediately after the metastasis, the dragon raised its face wondering if it was slightly too irritating.

    (I was a bloodthirsty Exile old man...)

    But there''s no excuse for a special case.

    "Dal-Lukash. This is Mana Hatano, my junior I told you about. It''s gonna be hard right now, so say hello to him later."

    "Later?

    Is it because of the education of the Hyun-chul Council that I try to greet you properly with a question mark in mind?

    "This is Makoto Qino, a first-degree magic instructor at the Hyun-Jitsu Conference from Earth. Best regards,"

    There is no certainty as to what it is that the words also make sense. In the first place, the name of the Hyung-chul meeting will never be known either.

    Still, Dal-Lukash brought the sickle again, looking down at her with his sensible light dwelling eyes and communicating his intention to understand.

    "Now, right after connecting the dimensional door (gate), I think I''m tired. Well, you don''t have to be scared."

    "Okay."

    Seniors in this various field sometimes behave unscrupulously backed by insane abilities, but they don''t lie and can be trusted.

    True name, who honestly nodded, once again looked around the underground cavity of Falve''s fortress.

    "Still, this is really a different world,"

    "Words are automatically translated, and it doesn''t make that much of a difference."

    But that''s because I''m a yut used to the Brewers. Suddenly, I ran into a dragon with a real name that I couldn''t possibly agree with.

    "Let''s go to the castle for now"

    Yut, who retaken the bag of infinite storage, activated the "Flight" spell as commonplace as calling a taxi.

    "Have you ever flown in the sky?

    "There''s no normal"

    "Is that so?"

    Take care to only watch out for skirts on her in uniform, then take her real name hand as a matter of course. She didn''t have any special feelings for Yut, but she snorts unconsciously at the unwrought and totally unconscious behavior.

    Nevertheless, it''s not even enough to shake it off.

    When you entrust yourself to the guidance of the Great Mage (Arch Mage), your body unfortunately floats in the universe.

    The lack of feet on the ground caused more anxiety than I expected. Instinctive fear, which cannot be completely contained by reason.

    But the feeling of a connected hand relieves such a mind.

    "Really, there''s no causal recoil."

    "Yeah. But it''s not because this is a different place."

    Except the conversation between the two was pretty business-like.

    "I see. I realized this was a different world"

    On Earth, various recoil occurs in proportion to the intensity of the spell. Except for the corner that was rewritten to Nara, where the demon (demon) inhabits due to the emergence of the impudent mother Koeli Renato, but that was common sense.

    But I don''t even feel as disastrous as Nara here, and on the contrary, strong magic is happily wrapped around me.

    Than the dragon, than the various sights you will see, that makes her better at it. It was also proof that he was a sorcerer, albeit immature.

    Yut smiles and welcomes her like that.

    "See you again. Just say hello for a month."

    "Thank you for your help, Sempai"

    This was the second time in the totals that the Brewers traded with the planet.

    Although we gave way to the Vainamarinen quite frames, we were able to look ahead and get the supplies we needed.

    Besides, I''m accepting my real name here. The Hyun-chul meeting, too, would be happy to hear some impossibilities.

    Yut, Makoto Qino, who became the third otherworld-transfer following Akane, has several missions.

    A theoretical spell activated in the same theory, but the development is very different in the two worlds. To learn it in depth and to return it to the Hyun-chul Conference.

    It''s only a month''s stay on schedule, but I''d like to grab it on the edge.

    It was also expected to obtain samples of other minerals and organisms present only in the Brewers, and myths about geography and history. Anyway, the gathering of all things was the task of Makoto Qin, the first-degree magic instructor of the Hyung-chul Conference.

    It is unfortunately the Great Mage of the same town who walks next door, not her, who holds that success or failure.

    Two people who are nothing more than words, such as a senior junior relationship, but maybe they''ll be a mentor relationship.

    "Well. We''re going outside the castle, but we''re walking from here."

    "Don''t you still have the duration of the spell?

    Yut, out of the underground cavity and back to the fortress, lets her stand on the floor with her real name hands off.

    While she said "thank you" small, she couldn''t help but question it. Whatever it was to travel indoors, it was impossible, for example, to dispose of such advanced spells.

    "Because it''s a different world, you have people''s eyes."

    "... thank you for your consideration"

    "No, he said he wasn''t."

    To her, who says as she fixes her skirt, waves her hands and denies it. It was just that flying in the sky was noticeable. No other intentions at all.

    And yet, the more I say it, the more like an excuse, what?

    "Was it a misunderstanding? I''m sorry about that."

    "Honestly being apologized for is something different too..."

    While I feel unreasonable, I can''t help but focus on it any more.

    Adults, accompanied by her, go outside the fortress.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, leave the aftermath to Dal-Lukash"

    "... thank you"

    Along the way, a beautiful woman with rainbow hair appeared.

    Close to the real name in the sense of slender, but the expression doesn''t move at all and also looks like an elaborate doll.

    "So my real name. This is the contact terminal for the dragon we just met. The name is the same, Dal-Lukash. They share consciousness and memory."

    "... it''s Makoto Qin. You''ll be in trouble for a while."

    You should be praised for the subtle look on your face, but for being able to respond well. Quickly, common sense is going to be destroyed, but if you think it''s a ritual of passage, it''s fine.

    "If the Lord of Dal-Lukash has admitted, there is nothing to say"

    "Oh, speaking of which. This is a souvenir."

    As I recall, the only thing Yut took out of his bag of infinite storage was just an eyeglass case.

    "I call it plastic, supposedly a special material. Excellent. Add to Collection"

    "Not that way."

    When I took out the contents and called them, they fit perfectly.

    Size, look.

    "You look like a very secretary, as Zhu Yan can see"

    "Although Dal-Lukash does not need to correct his vision"

    "It''s fashion."

    "... acknowledged"

    As always, the expression doesn''t change, so I don''t know what you think. The footsteps just seemed a little lighter.

    "If you have something to say, you better say it."

    "No, because I have a sense of being an uninvited guest. I never thought I''d be able to show off the arms that made my fianc¨¦e so many..."

    "You almost say that, don''t you?

    It''s nothing good because you told me honestly, but as usual, conversations with my real name are often not interpreted.

    It was just a yut I didn''t hate that.

    "For now, I''m sorry, but I''m behind on guidance. I''m keeping people waiting, so I''ll have them head that way."

    "I see. Were you there?"

    You must have been surprised that Acorn didn''t even come for this deal. Rather convinced, I agreed.

    The two leave the castle fortress and travel fast through the city of Falve.

    If it''s Earth, it''s no wonder the city is designated a World Heritage Site. Cleaner than you can imagine, and a city where people walk wide apart from people like Dwarves and Elves, who are fairytale beings.

    My real name is best kept up with Yut, and I can''t observe or discuss it.

    "By the way, where are we headed?

    "Oh. I thought we''d have a welcoming party."

    "I can''t believe the welcoming party..."

    "And I''ll tell you, so I kept it a secret until just before"

    Next door, I can hear the little girl sighing. The reluctance and reluctance to do so can be regarded as consent. Besides, I can''t explain the details, and the venue was right in front of me.

    Destination is Oriental.

    It will be terrible following the party in Wang Du, but I can''t replace my belly on my back. Next time, I''ll open the store door, reflecting that I have to thank the Kagras.

    "Hey, she''s the new visitor."

    The feast had already begun.

    Even though I rent out the store again, the sun is very exciting from the height of it.

    I thought it was also a dish unique to different worlds, and the only dishes lined up on the tabletop - although not cohesive with all of Japan and Oceania - are dishes whose real names are also familiar to me.

    That, coupled with the unusual sight of an intelligent voice and a beautiful boy of appearance, greatly confuses the Magic Instructor.

    "This is the knowledge god of the Brewers."

    "Is...?

    To that one word, he said, "What is Sempai saying? Keep your jokes on track. It''s an uninteresting joke," he scorns Yut with accusations, but the reality remains the same.

    "Because of that. Let''s talk while we eat something delicious."

    With a naive smile on his face, the divine body (avatar) of Zeras, the god of knowledge who looks like a boy, welcomes magicians from different worlds.

    The response was a combination of majesty and charm (charisma) worthy of calling God.

 220 2. The Resurrection of the Gods (Previous)

    "Uh... Really, God? is it?"

    "If this were a lie, I''d be a very dangerous person."

    "... that would be my more mental health kind conclusion though"

    "It was a sudden story..."

    Explain the confusion and confusion to the junior girl, who manages to contain it with suspicion for Yut, as she recounts her history.

    The beginning of the incident was shortly after the completion of various errands in the Wang capital.

    The news that Sualum, his wife, made him Exile''s sister-in-law, gave birth to the yuts who welcomed him back to the fortress in Falve.

    I accidentally faded, but when I calmed down, there was nothing I could do.

    Except for Alcia, I waited in Yut''s office with Exile, just waiting to be born......

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, I sensed the swings of the dimension"

    "... Isn''t it too soon for Mr. Elizabeth and the others?

    "Yes!?"

    Side by side Larsia, who is overtly upset, Yut speaks of possibilities he doesn''t really want to think about.

    "No way, it was an accident or something that brought me back here..."

    "No, Dal-Lukash assures me it''s a different species. And in Dal-Lukash, there''s nothing you can do"

    "It''s..."

    At the same time, the office was wrapped in light.

    Valtroude pulls out the Divine Subjugator, the sword of the devil, and Yut also holds the spell and covers the acorn behind his back.

    But it was all a concern.

    Appeared, unexpected visitor.

    Yes, a visitor.

    First, a blonde blue-eyed boy, God, and his spouse.

    "... ho ho ho. Can I come?

    Yut himself was the first one I called, but I can''t help but be sure of that. It''s the same as saying you''re not coming euphemistically, but the other guy didn''t look like he cared.

    "What, there''s a situation here, too"

    "Is it Master Left..."

    "In the meantime, not this time to bless the hero child."

    "Besides, they didn''t tell me to come just once."

    Visitors - Zeras, the god of knowledge, and Trus-Sink, the goddess of death and witchcraft, minute deities (avatars), say without evil.

    If they reopened it like that, they couldn''t even reject it. Originally, if it came down like this, there would be no countermeasure.

    "... hear the teacher has become a female knight"

    "That''s quick information..."

    Meanwhile, Liya, the goddess of beauty and art, was dragging Akane out from behind Yut to describe Kugaku. This one will be harmless.

    "And it''s me instead of Regra."

    "No way......"

    The first thing you reacted to was naturally, Valtrude.

    In that reaction, Yut also noticed.

    "Hellenonian God......"

    The loosely curved chest armor (breast plate) shines golden, and the pure white feather coat worn underneath it is graceful and gorgeous.

    I don''t have a weapon in my hand, but it''s the noble goddess of war itself.

    "I am a celebration of my king, Alsace, my servant."

    "Thank you. I''m happy."

    To the brave proclamation, Valtrude expresses his immediate kneeling apology.

    "Uhm."

    Do each minute god have a personality, or a different personality than the minute god who was in the Abandoned Temple in the forest of Kera. But no one noticed because only Prince Alsace at the time had a conversation with the Divine Body for a minute there.

    "As always, it''s just like that"

    "Mm. Tyrone..."

    Before Helenonia, who nods satisfactorily, Lithona - the minute divine body of the Tyrone God, patron saint of the meadow race (Magner), advances.

    And he slapped him to knock on his armor to make it brown and circled around it.

    "Will you stop?"

    "Come on, Larsia, you''re with me"

    "Murray Murray Murray Murray Murray"

    "Well, it''s Jonah"

    "Coming"

    "Yona, come on."

    If Yut had not grabbed his collar back to me, the Albino girl would surely have touched the reverse scales of the Hellenonian gods.

    Understanding it, not reason, Valtrude strokes his chest down.

    "In this way, it also makes sense for these guys to keep an eye on what they don''t like on the ground"

    "Oh, thank you......"

    So why didn''t you accompany me last time? Such questions also arise, but Yut renounced his thought, saying that he could not possibly understand the circumstances of the gods or anything else. No way, it doesn''t mean I left it because it''s so loud.

    (The chairman of the committee is in shape...)

    And Acorn thought, but wisely he didn''t put it in his mouth.

    Then there was a call that Sualum had given birth, and the rock giant (Jarloot), who had shown no interest in the coming of the gods, took a rare breath of relief as well.

    When a boy named after Sualum and Exile''s brother Baydis is given shelter so that the minute gods can stay healthy with both mother and child, he travels to the reputable Oriental House.

    So Yut, remembering that it was the day of the deal with Earth, went to pick up his real name - an encounter between the Earthlings and the Gods occurred.

    "- I mean. Would you have understood?

    I have no idea.

    Sitting at a table set in the center of the store, his real name, which explained the situation, shook his head. The ponytail rocks along with it.

    "I don''t want to understand, rather"

    "Well, if you only knew I wasn''t bad, so be it."

    The Orientalists were always more and more chaotic.

    First, a corner of the store. Sitting there, just like last time, the territory of Acorn and Riya God. It seemed like he was playing how Alsace and Eudit were getting married on the computer. In addition, it has been expanded to include a number of dresses.

    Not only that, but it was dragged down to Regina Niebes, who was visiting Vermilio''s Farv branch inspection and consulting on her new work for the next season, as well as Kagra, where the food was a paragraph away.

    (There it is, let them do as they please)

    He hasn''t been called, but I don''t think Yut even wants to get close.

    Although all overlapping, Exile, one of today''s leading actors, was joining us after holding my son and overlapping the cup with Larsia.

    Ritna also reads the air, exaggerates and orders knobs.

    (You do this, so Larsia won''t be able to leave Mr. Ritna.)

    Over there, I still want it to stay that way because I''m in this space and it''s just an element of chaos.

    Problem is, it''s a central table with a real name sitting on it and some yuutos.

    Apparently, after this, he intends to travel to the Hot Springs Inn near Hardenturm for a full feast, not as liquor pond meat grove as last time.

    Still, of tempura and new works presented in Wang Du - everyone on earth wondered how that was in different worlds - various dishes lined up unrestrained, such as the last popular baking and fried fish, in the Nambarian marinade.

    If the baron of gastronomy sees it, he''ll be down.

    Helenonian God silently flattening it.

    There is something crazy about Valtrude''s beauty continuing to eat as if it were some kind of tournament.

    Valtrude also had difficulty coping.

    I can''t abandon such a childhood friend, and Arcia is turning to follow you.

    Jonah had a flurry of eating and walking among the gods, and after all, the couple of Zeras and Trus-Sink gods had no choice but for Yut to deal with them.

    "Actually, Makoto Qino, I''m interested in you."

    "Interested? Excuse me, but now should be the first time we meet?

    "Yeah. To be exact, to witchcraft in different worlds... I guess"

    To the word of the boy God, his real name convinced him.

    Perhaps you heard from a senior sitting next to you about a spell that used a tablet. Knowledge It is no surprise that God has shown interest.

    I''m not used to the sight of a couple of elementary school kids eating alcohol together, but they''re gods in different worlds. I guess that happens.

    Besides, when it comes to God, I guess he''s not a bad opponent. If that''s the case, there''s no way Yut''s going to get involved.

    Accept as it is.

    That is one of the qualities that is important when Earthlings manipulate their theoretical spells. It''s something Acorn didn''t have.

    "If you don''t mind, would you like to see it?

    "Be sure!

    Seeing the husband and wife laughing with sincere joy, his goddess, Truss-Sink, also smiles. We should have known each other for quite a while, but the couple were still good friends.

    "Heh. This is..."

    "Here''s the switch, slide the screen like this with your finger -"

    "Well. I see. Hmm."

    Zeras God is most impressed when he hears the operating instructions his real name takes out the tablet and performs. He''s a boy on the outside, but somehow he gets the illusion that he''s dealing with an old man.

    I finished describing the features and operations as a whole and decided to let them touch me the way they wanted because the spell would not be usable because there was personal authentication.

    Even if it breaks, it can be handled by the Repair of Goods (Repair), a gadget that is supposed to be used in the field. You don''t have to worry about breaking even if you treat it a little rampant.

    "By the way, I have a glimpse of someone who looks like Mr. Petra, is that real?

    "Oh, that sidetail"

    At the end of their gaze, they saw Ash Blonde''s hair slipping out of the wall.

    In the near future, Yuto planned to visit Folio-Farina to discuss the matter with the Dueira Chamber of Commerce. It has been Verga''s date since it was over, and it is clear which is the Lord and obedient.

    "I have a wild one and I just arrived this way..."

    For wild use is a meeting about the Dueira Chamber of Commerce. Also, Petra visited Falve at the right time when she heard that her real name was going to be staying here for a short time - I hope so.

    "No way, you didn''t expect to meet God"

    "I sympathize..."

    Warming up old relationships is going to be behind us.

    Yes, where my real name sighed, I heard a cry from the god of knowledge and the goddess of death and witchcraft that I didn''t want to hear.

    "Shit."

    "We did it..."

    But nothing seemed to have changed.

    "Hey, I was born something."

    Saying something that I don''t know why, Zeras God directed the LCD screen of the tablet to its original owner, its true name.

    "Master, nice to meet you."

    "... Yes?

    A woman''s voice emanating from an emerald-colored tablet. Artificial, but no wonder and discomfort.

    No, that''s not the problem.

    I don''t remember putting in an app like this. In different worlds, you can''t even install new apps.

    "Tablet - Portable Electronic Curse Document FR-10x for Activation of Theoretical Spells. Think of it as someone like that body of consciousness, your husband."

    "No way......"

    "Sempai, do you have any idea?

    It seems that the gods'' manipulation has created a new life.

    Yut, who went to that conclusion, held his head as long as he could.

 221 3. The Resurrection of the Gods (Medium)

    "Well, there''s no such thing as an inorganic acquisition of intelligence here."

    While Yut cared over his head, it was in the Oriental store that he cut it out so - it wasn''t.

    The place moved from the Oriental House to the Hot Springs Inn, built near Hardentourm. There was a huge space like that banquet hall with all the people involved.

    A gathering in the Oriental House is like a front seat.

    On the table are arranged a number of gas stoves brought from Earth. The pot dishes that are going to take place were the real deal.

    It also meant that he needed so much time before he could explain.

    "I mean, the percentages are normal, right?

    "I''m in trouble when they say that, at least not for the first time in history"

    "Is that comforting?

    As a matter of fact, there is no need to take Batras-like robots (Warmakinas) from the Land of Forgetfulness as an example, and there is no such thing as an "instrument of intelligence", even if it is not common.

    While robots and others are recognized as one race, some items that are classified as treasures (artifacts) apart from them also exist, such as "Swords of Intelligence" and "Intelligence Swords", where a person''s soul resides.

    For example, the black-haired swordsman Ray Cruz''s Loving Knife Worrier (Patriot), a member of Path Finders who stepped through Folio-Farina''s 100-layer labyrinth, is home to the soul of a knight who struggled to defend his homeland until its very end, dressed in the stigma of a traitor. The worried man said he had given the owner the power of guardianship and demanded a more noble act of reading.

    Although, at the same time as the owner fell into darkness, he changed his name to Slaughter and disappeared from the historical landscape.

    But the way to create such an ''instrument of intelligence'' has long been lost. In addition, the circumstances of this case are different from those in which the soul of another dwelt.

    "So I thought this guy might have had an effect close to the Awakening (Awake) spell. I think so..."

    Place the tablet prepared by the Hyun-Jitsu Conference (Danishmend), brought in by his real name from Earth, on the tatami tatami, and express that presumption to the juniors who will be seated in the car.

    "It''s out of my mind to be called this guy. I have the identifier FR-10x, a portable electronic spell document for activation of a scientific spell."

    "I get it. I''ll have my real name think about it later."

    In the meantime, so the protest from the tablet is recieved.

    "But even when they say" Awakening "..."

    Though her true name, dressed in yukata, turns her face to Petra, who sits beside her, she also probably just shakes her head.

    "Like I''ve heard, like I don''t..."

    "I don''t have a choice. It''s not even a major spell. The Awakening is a theoretical spell on the Ninth Staircase."

    "Cucumber!?"

    Petra fell and her real name solidified silently.

    It looks as if it''s cracked to the side tail of an ash blonde and even a brunette ponytail.

    But the two surprises are fundamentally different.

    The Ninth Staircase is the only realm of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) that can be reached by those who have practiced true magic. Petra is the one who was surprised by Yut speaking of it without preconditions.

    On the other hand, it is not even fairy tales such as the Ninth Staircase on Earth that my real name was about to lose my mind. Because we were talking about an entirely unknown realm.

    Actually, there''s been an alien for a long time, which is equal to being told to face it. Moreover, the condition that it must be accepted as true.

    But Yut continues to explain as if nothing had happened.

    "I''ve never used it either, but it''s a spell that makes me intelligent and self-conscious."

    It''s a spell that requires a lot of catalysts and procedures close to rituals. Naturally given the effect, the cost performance is poor.

    "The advantage is that not only can we carry out simple orders, but we can also carry out some complex tasks. But there''s a chance that they''ll rebel, so you don''t fit in for one percent right now. So it''s a pretty minor spell... duh, yeah. In the same system, there were spells of nature worshippers (droids) giving intelligence to animals and plants."

    Some of the rest were aimed at immortal monsters (undead), but in the same space as Valtrude and the Hellenonian gods, it is also early to speak.

    "They''re both solidified. sloppy."

    "I wonder if that''s the problem..."

    Reflecting on whether it was a little irritating, Yut moves his gaze toward Yona in the shoulder state. Actually, I''ve been there ever since I started explaining.

    I was tired of leaving it there and thought I''d go somewhere, and Jonah, who interpreted silence as affirmation, had been attending lectures on her shoulders.

    "Yona, it''s time to get down. Yukata cheats."

    "Conditions are the same"

    "It''s not the same, is it?

    I won''t listen to you even if I say it, so I reach over my head and move Yona around like I grabbed her with a crane. Back and hips, close to the limit.

    The albino girl in the yukata obeyed honestly, but now she rode over Yut''s leg wearing an agua.

    As nostalgic as a dog, I think the Great Mage could barely skin with his dog in this deal.

    "I''m glad you haven''t been able to understand me lately."

    There, Akane, freed from the Riya God to prepare the pot, said with a smile at the timing through the side.

    "You had a school, Mr. Ritna, someone to play with."

    "Mm."

    If I give it back, Jonah rumbles in dissatisfaction over her leg. When they protest like that, they can''t even keep it down. I think I''m going to get hit through the chin with my head.

    "Well, better than going that way..."

    corner of the ballroom.

    I don''t need to be in that place in this big room, but the three of us are gathered as if to avoid the eyes. No, one pillar and two.

    Therefore, the goddess of beauty and art gathered the young Mistress of Hardenturm and the witch of the Dragon Man (Draconut) from Oriental Li Kutua for a secret conversation.

    Suspicious, unpleasant.

    While he decides he didn''t see it regarding the arranged book, Yut moves his gaze to Exile and Sualum and his wife.

    It is unlikely that Sualum, who should have finished childbirth a few hours ago, will be here, but the spare protection of the Minutes Divine Bodies (Avatars) has shattered such common sense.

    A newborn child - Baydis sleeps easily in a separate room with the birth mother of a rock giant (Jarloot).

    I''m anxious that Jonah, who saw him just born, was proclaiming, "As my brother, I''ll spoil him to the fullest," but the yurts reassured me that he would grow up healthy.

    Nevertheless, the two wives, who have just finished the great work, and are merciful, cannot be seen in a different way than earlier.

    "No, you''re missing Larsia and Mr. Ritna at some point."

    "Larsia dragged Ritna somewhere"

    "... right"

    Deep down, I can''t think.

    The gaze of the meditated Yut is poured into the two-pillared God who somehow barely and quickly softens the Valtrude and Hellenonian gods - as if they were between swordsmen on the verge of extracting a knife - sitting at the front and staring at each other.

    "I see, is this what science is all about"

    "I think a spell would be good enough to light a fire."

    The Zeras and Trus-Sink gods, who had lit or extinguished the tabletop stove, opened the lid, and adjusted the fire without meaning, notice the gaze from Yuut.

    The two pillars, smiling back at this one, started experimenting with the tabletop stove again.

    "This one''s fine."

    Now Arcia, with the alias of Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter, is watching me. There will be no conscious tabletop stoves.

    "Sempai"

    "Master"

    "Oh, you''re back"

    "I still don''t have enough tolerance. I can''t believe I was fighting the Book of Nothingness.

    "Kids don''t say anything about young people these days."

    After gently poking Jonah on his knees, Yut resumed his explanation.

    "Well, in short, while the gods were messing around, something similar to the Awakening I just said was activated, and I was wondering if this guy - the FR-10x - might have led to intelligence and ego"

    "In other words, the crystals of the concubines'' love."

    "Hey, I''m not ashamed of you"

    A goddess of death and sorcery comes pinching her beak in that narrative, but she doesn''t look bad at all. Alcia unwittingly holds her head in two pillars that show her to play with ease.

    "That''s not strange to be certified as a sacred relic. No, it''s natural to be...?

    No one, no one, but to laugh bitterly.

    "It''s a waste of time, but as far as I''m concerned, I''m not leaving your husband''s (master''s) side. Rest assured."

    "Yes...?

    I haven''t used it that long, but it must be my stuff. Being admired wasn''t in a bad mood.

    "But, Master. Spell documents don''t make that difference from what we usually use, do they?

    There''s nothing like a little talk, is there, and Petra desperately tries to get a help ship out to her real name?

    "I don''t know about that."

    A blonde boy, as if he had also traveled instantly - no, I guess he actually did - joined that circle.

    "Wow."

    "Oh, I''m sorry. Sorry, sir."

    To my astonishing true name, Petra is so flat-headed that it''s pathetic to watch.

    (Maybe Petra''s reactions are normal...)

    The panic of such a disciple does not make him a one-sider, and the Knowledge God speaks to his favorite Great Mage.

    "Heavenly Grass Brave, lend me a spell or scroll"

    "Is everything okay?

    "Yeah."

    I don''t know what to use, but I''m afraid they''ll use the spell.

    From the coil holder (scroll case) that was placed with it, pull it out appropriately and hand it to the Zeras God.

    "Come on, let''s load this up"

    "I understand, Creator."

    The shutter sounds several times at the same time as pointing the face on which the letter of the scroll is written towards the LCD screen.

    "What do you say?

    "Capture complete. You have activated the Third Staircase Spell, Flight. Beginning tomorrow morning, it will be selectable as a usable spell."

    "Hmm. Like, like."

    I guess it was the experimental result as I thought.

    Zeras, the god of knowledge, nodded satisfactorily, this time walking back to the table where his wife waited.

    "It''s time to eat something called a pot dish."

    "Right. Apparently, you''ve got a lot for me."

    In anticipation of this happening, it is true that Yut himself ran to the supermarket to prepare various pot ingredients, but that doesn''t matter.

    Having confirmed the scroll of the spell that has been captured in the tablet, Yut is hopeless. Now raise your voice that it''s what you expected.

    "Ugh, it''s getting unusable..."

    "Sempai, what is this...?

    "Master, could that be..."

    I didn''t realize my real name and Petra went to get it right.

    This is not the strength of the two, but the difference in the environment.

    "With scrolls and other people''s spell documents, spells will be available without the need to study......"

    The more advanced spells you use, the more advanced spells you will be able to use, as Yut practiced and tapped into Petra as well.

    That''s the premise.

    That''s how you develop your strength and then read, remember, make your own and master the components of individual spells.

    The portable electronic curse document FR-10x for activation of the theoretical spell, which has been awakened by the god of knowledge and the goddess of death and witchcraft, omits the latter process. No, should I say I''ll replace you with a shoulder?

    "Aid is not a level."

    "Yes, it is my duty to support your husband"

    An electronic sound mimicking the slightly higher woman''s voice echoed proudly into the ballroom.

 222 4. The Resurrection of the Gods (after)

    "Why, I..."

    Since the banquet was also ready, it was shelved with regard to the tablet. Instead, there''s nothing more we can do.

    Do you want to use it or take it home? I''ll support you, but it all depends on your real name.

    Yut now faced a different problem from it and was looking down at the venue from a height.

    Twenty tatami or thirty tatami, three shabu platforms are placed in a large, unwilling ballroom, fully prepared. No, the acorns are ready.

    It''s still early in the season, but indoors kept at constant temperatures have no inconvenience in showcasing pot dishes.

    "You''ve made up your mind. You''re gonna make Val do it?

    "Val would be the greatest... in humans"

    It was to take the head of the toast that Yut shook me. Minutes Though the Divine Body (Avatar) is close to torture, such as being entrusted with such a role in the gathering of gods.

    Besides, I''m looking at this one with my eyes expecting interesting stories, not only from Larsia, but even from Ritna and Zeras God.

    "Whatever. Just do it."

    The acorn lowers the hurdle so much, wondering how the dish is.

    "Right. Uh... There were all sorts of boys at Exile''s old man''s place - Baidis was born, the mess of the king''s capital subsided, and his real name came from Earth, and we were going to have a solace and a welcoming party together."

    I''m going to be jerked off - I don''t say.

    I won''t say anything that doesn''t make sense.

    "Today, as rude as last time, let''s have some fun with moderation"

    Yut continues as he moves his eyebrows tingly in response to the word disrespect and remembers a little anxiety about the Hellenonian God, who hears it as moderation and returns to normal.

    "Well, cheers!

    Instead of saying I''m going to continue, I''ve already started feeling like I''m forced to.

    "Uh. It wasn''t funny at all. One more time! One more time!

    "One more time!

    Find Larsia and Jonah to follow and evacuate to the nearby table.

    There, Valtrude to Exile and Mr. and Mrs. Sualum. Besides, there was the Hellenonian God and Ritna. Properly shuffled results, but you may be right in the sense of interacting members with thin edges.

    "I don''t think I was able to say it right after everything, but congratulations to both of you"

    "Oh. Right. Congratulations, too."

    "Uhm."

    "Thank you"

    The jock was just empty, so I''ll pour you a beer brought in from Earth. Exiles that received it in silence were brimming with joy, although they could be seen from a closer look.

    The first time Yut came here was not to avoid Larsia or Yona, but to celebrate again in this way.

    "But I didn''t have a gift or anything quite suddenly."

    "Right. Besides..."

    Earlier, there was an overwhelming act of protection from the gods. Unfortunately, Valtrude also has a rare imaginative face when it''s difficult.

    "No, just how you feel"

    "Right. I''ve already got quite a few."

    "So you''re saying we''re sorry... In the meantime, will you bring baby goods from Earth next or depending"

    "Did you have that hand?"

    To Yut''s suggestion, a cathedral knight in a yukata (paladin) slaps his hand in a pound.

    I can think of something, but it''s a good idea.

    Because Sualum will probably be happy, and Valtrude seems happy. It is no exaggeration to say that it has now become a name for itself at this moment.

    "But is your body good?

    If I say so now, but with the same feminine care, Valtrude asks Sualum.

    "Yeah. Already, totally. I''m better than I was before I gave birth."

    A rock giant (Jarloot), who had just become a mother, smiled at his delicately made little face compared to Exile.

    Is it the protection of God, or the characteristics of the race? I don''t know which one, but I think Yut would be delighted.

    Such a soothing space was shattered and scattered in the next word.

    I''ll take care of this place.

    resolutely. In an atmosphere as if to come to a meeting, the Hellenonian God declares. On your hands, "How to Make a Water Cooker" has been printed by Yut.

    Praised as "ever-winning¡±, the goddess opens the lid of the earthen pot and gazes at the contents.

    I take the stock with chicken gallows, boil the boned chicken and put it to bed for a while on a tabletop stove - it''s water-cooked.

    "You must not add vegetables or anything else yet. First, they say eating only this soup is the modus operandi. In doing so, shake some salt. About two drinks in this vessel."

    When I say so early in the day, I pour the soup for the number of people with the balls in a small bowl like a buckwheat sauce.

    "Eh. I want some Atashi meat"

    "Tyrone, don''t disturb order."

    With Ritna''s request properly shut out, the Hellenonian God distributes the soup to each person that he has poured out to exactly the same amount.

    This one you''re watching is harrowing, but it''s not a sinister vibe... it should be.

    "Now Atashi is Li T.N."

    "Right. Anyway, it''s not an indistinguishable child. Calm down."

    minutes To the conversation between the divine bodies, the venue quiets.

    It was the worst compatible. If compatibility could be quantified, it would be shaking it off negatively.

    (Who, the one we did it with...)

    It''s not me.

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage) and the Cathedral Knight converse solely by gazing at the bonds they have developed over the years, but they do not solve the problem.

    And I thought Yut was quiet because Sualum baked him worthy of taking care of Exile and silently accepting it.

    The soup itself tastes good.

    It is easy to drink sarcastically, but the good taste of the chicken is concentrated. It doesn''t even contain any utensils, but about a cup of it, if I do, I''m going to drink it up.

    But I''m not comfortable.

    Just happy or unhappy, it seemed only Yut and Valtrude thought so.

    "Meat, after this. Looks like it would be a good idea to make something called yuzu pepper taste like medicine."

    "Oh, I want to eat that stick over there"

    "That''s after eating meat"

    A Hellenonian god who tasted the soup himself and loosened his emotional expression, but his rigour remains unchanged.

    Not to mention that the flavors go hand in hand in such an atmosphere, but Exile brings the boned chicken to his mouth lavishly.

    The juicy thigh plump texture, followed by a juice that burns your mouth, pours in all at once with a cold beer.

    With the freshness of the pong vinegar, I think I can eat as much as I want.

    "Sualum, it''s delicious."

    "Yes. I''m having it"

    Chopsticks use forks because they are unfamiliar, but their clumsiness also leads to a helpful dining landscape.

    I feel warm about what a friendly couple looks like, but unfortunately I couldn''t be here forever.

    "Uh. Then it''s time for me to look at the other table..."

    "Yut......?

    Nothing, I''m not running away. I just want to make sure that there are other places that seem to be no less problematic than here.

    To her fianc¨¦e with abandoned puppy-like eyes, she explains so with only her gaze and expression, and moves with a beer bottle.

    It''s like a prep exercise for a wedding reception.

    "Atashi, I don''t want udon for tightening."

    "Why are we talking about tightening now? Besides, the tightening is set for cooking."

    With that kind of interaction on his back, the next thing Yut went to was a table with his real name, another guest of honor.

    There, Acorn was offering his guests sukiyaki in a worthy manner, like his companions.

    "Hmm. Involving raw eggs is novel."

    "You''re in a good mood."

    The god of knowledge is also pleased with the dish that involves eggs in meat cooked in cow fat even though it is a pot. Truss-Sink God is also happy, such as I will wipe the mouth of such a Zeras God.

    There was also a friendly couple here.

    (Well, as long as it''s not going to be weird, you can do whatever you want)

    It would be better if you could complete it with just two pillars, without any damage.

    "I can''t believe I ate raw eggs..."

    "You didn''t eat there, did you? It''s normal."

    "Yeah......?

    On the other hand, it seemed like a high hurdle to Petra. While I am attracted to the fragrant smell, it is resistant to apply it to raw eggs.

    "It''s okay, I brought eggs from Earth, so I can eat them raw for about two weeks."

    "Impossible..."

    "Well, I hear you don''t eat raw, except in Japan."

    "Something is wrong with my master''s country."

    Unexpectedly, Acorn and I looked at each other.

    "I can''t argue with you..."

    "Right. If it was the season, it could have been a set of cooked fudge pans."

    "Fugu?"

    "It''s a fish that''s very poisonous to the gut."

    "Besides, different areas are poisonous depending on the type of fugue, right? So I need a special license."

    "Do you manage that gut in a locked container?

    "Why, get that far..."

    When you ask me, I do feel like something''s wrong.

    "There, because there''s something delicious"

    Jonah, who was gripping to grab the chopsticks and eating meat almost in parallel with the table, threw up a climber-like dialogue and went back to eating again.

    It was, in a way, the truth.

    "Fat is delicious"

    That, and it should be, meat and eggs have luxury products that are likely to go blind if acorns and real names ask about the price.

    "I don''t know, but expensive meat would be delicious"

    And because Yut bought it with the kind of thought typical of a man''s shopping, naturally, though.

    But it''s worth it, the meat is soft enough to melt, the eggs are thick, and the fat is sweet. The process of it slipping down your throat in unison is as artistic as it gets.

    The expression doesn''t change much, but watching a satisfied albino girl makes both raw eggs and fudge seem a trivial problem.

    "Well, if you really can''t, I have hot spring eggs too..."

    "Hot springs?"

    "Oh, that''s half ripe."

    "I''m sorry, so please"

    Well, I''ll get it.

    Acorn would be unable to let go, and Yut stood up and moved to the kitchen. And when I get back from the dragon man woman who was here to help me with what I was looking for, I change my seat again.

    (Oh, I missed meat)

    I noticed, but it''s late.

    I was wondering if I could eat later, and Yut headed to the last table.

    "Why, I''m here"

    "I don''t care if you ask me."

    Sit next to Larsia as a matter of course, answering appropriately.

    "Well, okay. More than that, Yut. You haven''t had a drink, have you?

    "Oh...... Until I got here, there was so much."

    "I don''t have a choice."

    With that said, Rogue, a bandit of the meadow race (Magner), prepared several kinds of sauce on a dish and put some meat in the water and put it in Yut''s dish.

    "Oh. Bad."

    Finally, I put it on a meal.

    With the chopsticks in my hand, I tried to put the shaved meat - both the cow and the pig - in my mouth, and somehow, I was turned away from Regina and Kagra.

    It hurts...... not so much, but I don''t know why. And Alcia, for some reason, seems depressed.

    "Master Riya, what the hell have you done?

    But the cause is speculative.

    "... how could I. I''m innocent."

    "No, in this, I wonder if it''s the most influential"

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    "... Love comes in many forms"

    "Yes! That, Dout!

    What were they saying before Yut came? Larsia stands up - somewhat - and solicits more from the top.

    "We''re friends. Just a friend. Like?"

    "What are you talking about?

    If you don''t know why, Yut puts the meat Larsia served in his mouth for now. Ponzu, sesame seeds, Chinese style and all kinds of things I don''t get tired of.

    "... Amaxa Yuut. Guess why you don''t add more concubines and come to a conclusion that seems reasonable - there was disagreement"

    But it''s still basic pomegranate or sesame seeds.

    If you get tired of it, it''s good to mix it up. Rich sesame seeds are neutralized, and meat and rice are further advanced. It''s been awhile since I''ve been to the Brewers Yut, but I still want to choose whether the meal suits the staple foods, not the booze.

    Chew a few extra pieces of meat and vegetables slowly and swallow.

    "Yes......?

    The only thing that came out of my mouth, it''s just that.

    That''s all I could say.

 223 5. Divine Seeds

    "Well, Master Riya. May I ask why you said that?"

    In response to Acorn''s inquiry, the goddess of beauty and art reacted frighteningly.

    I''m not even intimidated by my voice. In fact, she''s smiling. Yet there was an unforgiving force.

    The sun also sets, when the moon, the gateway to the source world of water, earth and darkness, shines brilliantly.

    Those who finished the feast and the gods were interested in a pre-bedtime bath.

    A splendid stone construction, an open-air bath surrounded by blindfolded trees. Hot water gushes out of the basement, and hot smoke absorbs the moonlight. There are emotions that do not seem like different worlds.

    The proximity of the sea made the smell of the tide slightly felt on the wind one of the performances.

    I don''t have to wonder what the opposite is about the real name that just came from Earth today, but I have little experience traveling to hot springs to her raised at the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    If you think about it that way, it is a valuable experience.

    More importantly, I''m out of range. It''s really easy for me to know that.

    "... why?

    Even with no clutter or deception. No, that''s why I know the essence.

    Sleek, stretched limbs that don''t seem to shine, but actually shine in the moonlight. It has nothing to do with the word luxury, etc., and that even comes with the flesh.

    White skin stained slightly red, exhaling and listening back made me feel disloyal.

    The nakedness of the Goddess of Beauty and Art exposed at all costs was in itself also a supreme work of art.

    As for acorns, I didn''t want to go in with someone who inspired such inferiority, but now it''s convenient. In the sense that there is no yut.

    "I didn''t think they''d ask me back there. ''Cause I don''t know what to say, but Master Riya has a yut, and, uh, a concubine? It doesn''t really matter what you do to make it, does it?

    "Right. This is our problem."

    "Of us humans, right"

    To her somewhat abstract question, Valtrude and Arcia are forced to participate as parties. Jonah, too, is patient, even though she looks hot.

    Kagra and Regina were also sinking their bodies into the water in a position where they could have a conversation, albeit slightly pulling.

    The only people who feel like they''re outsiders would be their real names and the other minute gods.

    Its Hellenonian God was immersed and meditating firmly in water to his shoulders in one corner. The glowing beauty, however, is more wrinkled between the eyebrows and the atmosphere is severely painful.

    Still, I did feel some beauty in people, but unfortunately, I get the feeling that I''m in some kind of training first.

    Around such a goddess of war, the Habitual Hairy Meadow Race (Magner) Ritna toyed with goddesses of war such as floating in puffy water or sprinkling hot water.

    "... I can''t believe it doesn''t matter"

    "What is that...?

    In an unexpected response, the blind archbishop (Patriarch) inquires with his long hair toweled together. She was like the caretaker of the Truss-Sink God she served, but with Zeras, her husband God - in fact, there were several rooms - she was free from that assignment because she was in a room open-air bath.

    "... meaning as it is. His trend is also of interest to the gods"

    "The deeds of Yut...?

    Valtrude unexpectedly parrots back the words to a response he never expected. But that''s better yet. Acorn is outrageous, not even Arcia.

    Neat looks, such as Regina and Kagra, were surprisingly distorted.

    "Yut, because I do it unscrupulously"

    I''m usually just up there, but I''m trying my best to stay, Yona. The word was "so blind," the guardian gaze, but it was also oddly convincing.

    "Speaking of which, did you create a giant rift in the ground to destroy countless bugs?

    You said you were going to build a tunnel.

    "Well, neither would be a bad thing"

    "... there''s that too"

    "I do... I mean, it''s divinely convenient for a brave man to have more mistresses?

    The Akane, who managed to revive, takes its sincerity.

    "... but not just for women"

    "As long as I can!

    The momentum was well disputed by Petra Chernov.

    I also forgot that I was soaking in the water without a single thread - although I was quite shy at first - and when I stood up well, my naked appeared on the moon and night.

    In terms of a feminine figure, she worships post-dust in this. But the limbs I worked out as an adventurer tighten up a bit and make me feel like something that sees healthy colored incense.

    That was unconsciously fascinating, combined with the unspeakable colour of the wet and sticky ash blonde gain.

    "No, you can''t. No, you can''t."

    Reasons and nothing objection like returning to toddlers, but that is, thoughts shared on this occasion.

    "Well, put that away. In the end, it wouldn''t change the convenience for a brave man to add more mistresses, would it?

    With such a summary of acorns, Petra as well as Regina and Kagra have a blatantly relieved look. Both, though unconscious.

    Kagra, who is in the hot tub in a good posture without hiding the horns and scales of a short dragon - although in different worlds - stands to be described as a Yamato stroke.

    Now, the contrast between an upbeat nod and slightly flaky black hair was inflammatory.

    Regina, on the other hand, had not realised that it was the result of letting Alcia shrink the abundant flesh that she also shoulders to hold in the water, which she also highlights.

    "So why are we being told that story where we are..."

    Regina, who initially cowered when she heard about the divine body of Liya, the goddess of beauty and art, is now to the point of being able to talk normally. When I heard her argument - I didn''t know what it meant, or many parts of it I felt like a tow party - maybe it was because I realized that neither God nor man would change much in the fundamental.

    "... because you''ll like it"

    "Eh."

    "It''s..."

    Sudden pointer. No, definitely, they''re overtly upset. Given the commonalities between Regina, the merchant of Hardenturm, and the people of the East, Kagra, we know for ourselves the unique noun omitted by the god of Riya.

    "Oh, I''m afraid..."

    Petra was the same, but she still seemed unconscious.

    "Sure, business. No, it''s bright on the economy, and it can drain you, but I honestly respect the idea..."

    "I''m a benefactor inside..."

    "... I didn''t say Amaxa Yut"

    "Ah."

    "Ugh..."

    "... well I don''t care about that. Besides, I don''t care if it''s that much of an edge."

    I thought it would be true if it was a light cover. If it doesn''t matter if you get poked at a picture star and upset, Riya God moves on to the story.

    "... I have trouble getting down to Verga, even if I''m wrong"

    "Oh, that''s the thing"

    In one word, Acorn exhales relieved that he was convinced. The movement was accompanied by various waves on the water surface. Mainly, around the chest.

    I decided not to see it and Valtrude always opens his poor lips that Acorn does not envy.

    "You think we alone can''t hold Yut back?

    "... you should have more clues"

    "It''s going to be a hard time later, even if it''s too much"

    "Shiatsu is what smashes"

    "Wait"

    Regina interrupted the five people who would proceed as a matter of course.

    "What is Verga, the empress of the Verga Empire?

    "Who would...?

    "Speaking of which, the Master (Seiko) had been proposed by that empress. Of course, I said no."

    Listening to Petra''s explanation, Regina complains and Kagra looks seriously eyebrow-rooted.

    "Someone that far... I wonder"

    Alongside Ritna, on this occasion, the true name outside the mosquito net - Sualum, with the child in the room - was convinced by himself, considering the opposite.

    The other way around. That is, if you plot to leave Yut on Earth.

    I can''t redeem it directly, but I have the funds. In the first place, even if you have the money, you don''t look bound by it.

    He has a wealth of knowledge and experience of different worlds, and in short, he has power.

    "Love" would be the most effective means if we were to put him, to Earth, in the frame of the Hyung-chul Conference.

    "... I want you to think calmly. If it means destroying Il Canjual, you are the same. However, he manipulates the knowledge of the other world, qualifies as a dragon emperor, follows the dimensional dragon (Kronos Dragon) and has a relationship with the other world. There''s no one else like that."

    "Hmm. Exactly."

    Rather proudly, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) stretches his chest.

    Despite being soaked in water for a long time, I don''t see the colour of fatigue at all. On the contrary, its beauty only increases somewhat. Even on this occasion of all same-sex, I am inviting a sigh.

    "... if such a person is united with Verga, goodness will perish"

    "No, it''s doomed."

    "It may not be an impossible story"

    If, in the unlikely event, Yut turns around, the Verga Empire will not only benefit greatly, but this one will also suffer tremendously negative effects.

    Valtrude or Arcia. Or Exile and others. That''s the same, but the range of influence was too different.

    It was unexpected that the gods were concerned about that, but if you ask me, I nod.

    "Right. Blah, you don''t know what a brave man is going to do..."

    "What about saying Yut like a dangerous human being?"

    "But I like it there"

    Rarely does Jonah smile, but she doesn''t get consent.

    "Maybe they came again..."

    "... also to convey this directly"

    The goddess of beauty and art lightly affirmed Alcia''s guess.

    Of course, Exile - it''s important to bless the hero child, but the reason behind it was also serious.

    "... combined around it, it just feels famous. So Regra, who can''t ventriloquist, left a message."

    "That''s what I''m talking about"

    The Hellenonian God rises magnificently and beckons with him without concealing his limbs.

    "I''m not worried about that."

    "Is that it?

    A glance at Ritna as she looked up from under her feet and asked, the goddess of war nodded majestically.

    "Immature, but that boy has a solid core. Worry leads to caution, but excessive it''s as harmful as cowardice."

    The heroically expressed Hellenonian God gives a look like he noticed something before spinning the word again.

    "Besides, more kids would be better."

    "A child..."

    When it was too early, acorns snapped, but unfortunately the values were special in the Brewers.

    "So far, there are three houses you can inherit. That''s the least you can do. Besides, it''s emerging and has few ministers. There won''t be enough kids, no matter how many."

    "... Helenonia is right"

    "Oh. That''s why I was trying to turn it into hot water that''s easy for kids to have."

    You''re right, Tyrone.

    "Atashi, li to na"

    The same thing crumbles, and the goddess of war, called "ever-winning," turns to the exit. It''s a manly walk, not caring about the surrounding reactions.

    "That''s right. Valtrude."

    "Ha."

    A diocesan knight who returned to me from a shock speech from a serving God awaits the Word with the utmost respect.

    "After this, come to his Archmage''s room."

    "Got it...... Yikes!?"

    He''s got his tongue on him, and Valtrude tears his eyes out.

    Beautiful The cuteness she shows would have secreted a substance that would feel happy if Yut had, but not the other way around.

    "Ah. Operation Kids Hot Water is a success. I wonder if the effect will remain until the hot springs here wither."

    "... That''s right, Helenonia. Good job."

    Flat are two pillars and.

    "What''s up, guys?

    It was just an innocent albino girl.

 224 6. The Gift of God (Previous)

    It''s female water, and I don''t know that conversations are being exchanged that shape my destiny. After they showed the Exiles'' children - who were really living copies - Yut and Larsia were educating their tablets in the rooms.

    "I recognize my own specificity, Professor."

    "Professor means me?

    Yut shyly shook his head, wondering if he was the next professor.

    However, it seems that the FR-10x would like to call her or her true name by her own name. This would also be individuality and should be respected.

    "Of course, Professor."

    "Uh. Something about Yut, professor? So, what about me?

    "Something, what?"

    "Vocabulary search complete. How about" Father Boy "?

    "Sabetsu!?"

    I can''t compare it to Yut, but Larsia is also a user of science spells. For that reason, we were in a tablet opponent''s class together, but from this reaction, they weren''t very helpful.

    "Well, let''s just say that"

    "Flushed!

    "Calm down, Mr. Daddy boy."

    "That''s what I''m hiring!?"

    Yut is forced into the roundup as he looks sideways at the meadow species (Magner) who react like they would if they hit him.

    "Earlier I said specificity, but your abilities, in fact, are beyond that scope. Until now, even if you reach that level, you won''t be able to use an instant new spell. I was able to learn and understand composition and meaning and use spells for the first time"

    "But by replacing the learning part with my shoulder, your husband (master) is relieved of that constraint and no longer needs time to learn."

    Turn your suspicious gaze to the FR-10x, which I''m a little proud of. However, he returns to me when he realizes the schematic of speaking to the tablet placed on the table.

    "That''s why my real name became a one-off person."

    "You can light it up."

    "Well, as long as I''m in the Brewers (this way), I''m fine. I''ll protect her."

    The determination was put on words, and Yut affirmed so. To its seriousness, Larsia can''t mix it back either.

    At the same time, he said, "I wish I could say that where I am. No, you can''t," I was thinking about ruining it.

    "Thank you for your consideration, Professor"

    "Well, half of it''s like it''s my fault,"

    "Half?"

    "Sixty-five."

    "Incense ~"

    So the question is, when we get back to Earth,

    If you''re a human opponent, you''d be nodding, but you can''t do that on a tablet either. If we''re going to have a conversation, I find it easier to do something with characters instead of killing landscaped home screens.

    (I see. So Dal-Lukash made a human-type terminal)

    I remembered a secretary wearing foxglass glasses and smiled secretly.

    "Whoa. That''s some kind of face, isn''t it?

    "Is Earth OK"

    "Wrongful."

    Yut goes ahead and says he can''t hang out with such a joke, but what would you think if you found out that neither of us was going to joke?

    "Well, I mean, after we get back to Earth, I wish we could disguise ourselves like normal machines..."

    "No problem, Professor"

    "Then this time, my real name is for disguise, and I''ll need to study spells that I wouldn''t need if you were here. You have to lay your lies on top of each other."

    Acorn declined at the entrance, learning spells.

    The strength of being able to omit it is no longer utilized.

    "Was it the Hyun-chul meeting? Why don''t you just be honest with the organization over there?

    "If it can be recovered and disassembled or something,"

    "Human rights ravages! Absolutely stop!"

    "... for now, do we have to do it normally"

    Still, you should drop the proportion of spell learning and prioritize others. Far away, but certain of it, one concludes in the absence of the parties.

    "By the way. Huh? Huh? Is it hard to call?

    "That''s a name. Unique name. It''s great."

    Ahead, I heard a slightly bounced voice of anticipation coming from the tablet.

    "You should give it your real name."

    "Uh. Even Egg''s kid couldn''t be a named parent."

    "You wanted to be."

    "It''s not like that, but we didn''t even talk about it. I wanted to suggest something that didn''t work properly or a weird name."

    "When you''re about to be hired, you''re in a hurry"

    Larsia wastes time doing an interesting event. I can''t help it, but I don''t know what it feels like.

    "Well, you can do that when you want"

    "Right. Yut has to have a lot of kids."

    "Ha ha"

    "Heh heh heh"

    In a room with only a seating table, a low laugh makes a wooden spirit. That would be a laugh if we were to classify it, but the eyes of those who emit it, they''re not laughing at all.

    "I hear you''ll even get more concubines. You did it! Yut. Now you can make the most of the bigamy ok law. There''s a lot of taxes coming in. Oh, but it''s also yuut to use it."

    In the territory of the Marquis d ''Istas, bigamy is permitted, but the decree that taxes will be heavier for that matter is in force. Larsia''s remarks were conscious of this, but he was not clean again.

    shrugged his shoulder if nothing against his best friend, Yut unleashes a counter-attack arrow.

    "Does Larsia and Mr. Ritna''s child mean a demigod? You don''t have to bother giving me protection. It helps that the Avatar will never come again."

    "Heh heh heh"

    "Ha ha"

    In a room with only a seating table, a low laugh makes a wooden spirit. That would be a laugh if we were to classify it, but the eyes of those who emit it, they''re not laughing at all. On the contrary, it looks like you''re cursing something. If you dare to limit the subject, is it the world?

    "Shall we say there was no such thing as this topic?"

    "Oh, you don''t have to hurt me for nothing."

    Two people shake hands firmly in front of it, as if to use the tablet as a witness. Peace thus came, though the process of hurting existed.

    I have no choice.

    It is usually after the war that peace treaties are concluded.

    "Mostly, it''s not convenient this way, it''s how they feel -"

    "Yu, yut. We''re going in, okay?

    For some reason it was a trembling voice in tension, so the question stood first and the reply was delayed.

    I guess I didn''t wait for a response or anything from the start rather than considering silence as affirmative.

    When you enter the room in a sneezy motion like a rusty machine, find Yut and the tension dissolves in an icy way and flaunts your hot face like a flower, then, remember why you came here and dye your cheeks with shame.

    To that reaction, Yut puts a question mark over his head.

    However, the beloved Cathedral Knight (Paladin), disgraced in his yukata, was so beautiful that he didn''t think it belonged in the world.

    "As a matter of fact, the Hellenonian God told me..."

    Have you finally noticed the presence of others here?

    An endless yukata beauty opens her eyes to surprise, opening her mouth so much that she can see her teeth and tongue round.

    "Why is Larsia here...?

    "I was totally denied my existence!?"

    "I can''t see the story..."

    I shake my head, I guess it''s not even Roku, but naturally, I can''t ignore it either.

    "Helenonia, what does God say?

    "So Yut, the child, I, the"

    "Me, kid?

    Unexpectedly face to face with Larsia.

    I''m confused that you''d have turned your face bright red. Valtrude would have been so cute already that he wanted to keep it permanently, and would have held it if no one had.

    "I''ll take care of it, professor. We''re launching a recording app."

    "Excellent"

    "I am proud of the spell documents I can do"

    But I don''t know what she thinks and wants to do. I''m just doing that permanently if I just want to stay in love with you, but that should be different too.

    "Hmm. Don''t stay together."

    A stone''s throw in such a situation was the goddess of war, who was called "The Everlasting Victory¡±.

    Not a yukata, but a clear white feather coat, the Hellenonian God brings together the unlikely spirituality (aura) of an ordinary man, a living hero and artifact.

    "Hand over my gift so you two can come outside."

    "Gifts......?

    "Yeah? That? Yut and... the...?

    To the abrupt statement of the Hellenonian God, it is the same thing that confuses me. But it wasn''t the same up to the vector.

    "Hmm?"

    "But the..."

    How embarrassing. Brighter his face than when he was in the hot springs, without even reaching the idea that he was disrespectful, Valtrude whispered in the ear of the serving God.

    I can''t talk like this to Yut. It can''t be done.

    "You weren''t supposed to make a child...... you say?

    "Wow."

    That way I can decide I didn''t make my current statement.

    You don''t believe me, but I wave my hands wide and try to erase the unseen words with the unseen blackboard erase.

    I''ve never seen such a childish Valtrude. Nowhere is the usual shadow of Rin''s noble Cathedral Knight, but it is a great pleasure to see the new side of those who like it.

    You can leave her like that in a video. For the first time, I was about to give thanks to God Zeras and God Truss-Sink.

    "I don''t know how that happened..."

    Valtrude misidentified himself as ordered to crawl night from the Hellenonian God to Yut, and visited here.

    From the current flow, will that happen?

    "Really, why would you do that?"

    "Can''t we just die now..."

    Valtrude, on the other hand, had suffered fatal injuries.

    Nevertheless, the seemingly calm yuut is also aware that the heart shakes loudly as if it had encountered an earthquake and has heat to its ears. Just imagined, no, in front of it, my throat dries up rapidly.

    I guess that means I''m excited.

    Simply because she''s so upset with her eyes, this one was just bearable on a cliff.

    "Again, I say"

    With such a frenzy of humans, the Hellenonian God communicates his divine will by making sure that every sound is shattered.

    "I have a gift for you."

    "From the beginning, if you say so..."

    Misunderstanding. Complete misunderstanding.

    If you think calmly, you certainly might not have made such a mistake. I don''t know what to say, but isn''t there any choice in that flow?

    Before coming here, the words spoken by Alcia and Acorn come back to life. I want to forget.

    "Okay. I forgot. I forgot. I can''t even read or write. Forget it, I don''t remember it from the beginning."

    "Well, I hope Val..."

    While distancing himself slightly from shapeless, masochistic narratives, Yut also tried to forget.

    (No, you can''t)

    All you can do is treat them like you forgot. Even though it involves difficulties.

    "For the most part, why should I lead such a thing? Do something for yourself."

    The Hellenonian God, who was true calm itself, turns away slightly. An unexpected word popped into the ears of the Yuts during what I also felt was an amusement.

    "I am not Daxtum. I don''t know how to love men and women. Ask Zeras or Truss-Sink."

    Is it right not to say anything? Is that all right? What should I do?

    It was the grassland race that broke the air.

    "Yeah. Right. I''ll take care of it myself. I''m going to another room."

    "That''s not a shame..."

    Of course not.

    "I see. A woman named Ritna is waiting for you."

    "Come on, Yut. Shall we dance tonight?"

    "What a curse, it''s..."

    Although unintentional, the field air is normalized by Larsia.

    So the Hellenonian Virgin, who finally returned to me, drowned her head.

    "I''m sorry. It''s all because of me."

    "You''re right. Save it."

    "There, I apologize. And then I''ll accept it."

    "What happens when people go to extremes? It''s a valuable sample."

    In the end, I may have just delighted one and one.

    "Totally......"

    Yut exhales as loudly as he can.

    Now, it fits round for now.

    But Valtrude''s arrival here meant that he had given his consent.

    There''s no way I''m not happy.

    Glad.

    But that could inspire me to face what I''ve been sending ahead and seriously. It could have been the same act as opening Pandora''s box.

 225 7. Gods Gift (Medium)

    "So where are we headed?

    "What, right there"

    Yut has a robe in his usual uniform. Valtrude had traveled through the sky with the Hellenonian God, in a rough outfit called tunic and denim, once again returning to his room.

    "Val, isn''t it cold?

    "Ugh, um. No problem. No, you don''t have a problem, you don''t have a problem."

    We''re only relying on the moonlight for the coastline, but we''re together. Neither he nor she has the finesse. There is, confusion and embarrassment.

    Yut is worried, but won''t have to worry about catching a cold in case it goes up in the water. Rather, it is more a matter of disproportionate treatment with the goddess of war with a costume like a feather coat.

    I didn''t bring any magical silver (Mithral) armor, so I couldn''t help it.

    "But in the first place, there''s a reason to get a gift¡­"

    Hellenonian God is on his own. The Archmage (Arch Mage) and the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) travel through the sky with the spell of Flight.

    They''re two people at a subtle distance though, but Larsia looked at them and said, "You want to stick around or you want to leave, be clear!," he might have yelled at the moon.

    The meadow species (Magner) smiled at me and dropped me off - I stabbed the nail so I wouldn''t talk about anything, but I asked for the FR-10x - but I couldn''t even figure out that it was just the two of us who were called.

    "Let me show you the real thing first."

    But the goddess of war, who can be named "ever-winning," doesn''t fit in. Keep flying silently.

    "Do I have to follow you?"

    "That''s right..."

    Nothing. Conversation. Just confirmation.

    But the two stare at each other, and sometimes the time stops. Other beings than ourselves disappeared, and the consciousness of where we are became rare.

    Fly sideways, Cathedral Knight Valtrude.

    Her wet hair is already dry, but its golden thread-like hair is glossy and moist, and she''s going to reach out unexpectedly.

    At first, considering that it was lighted up by its too much beauty, it''s probably making as much progress as it seems.

    But when my eyes meet with the shining gemstone-like eyes in the moonlight, I can''t move one finger.

    I''m not shy, I''m not awkward.

    It was just seen in its beauty.

    We''ve been together forever, but we''ve seen it many times. If the circumstances and emotions are different, they will again bring new surprises, emotions and shocks. There was nothing more out of control than my emotions.

    On the other hand, Valtrude remains the same.

    Meaningless but gentle, brunette boy.

    He''s on his side. I''m with you. Just thinking so, the more painful my chest was, the more loving it was, and the impulse behind my body that I couldn''t get to know was about to burst.

    Impossible, but not uncomfortable.

    For the time being, they stare at each other and fly.

    But that''s all.

    Nothing more, nothing more. If Jonah had watched, "no double intent," etc., she might have cursed.

    "We''re going down there."

    Haven''t you noticed or are you pretending to be?

    Neither changed his expression nor his voice, and Hellenonian God pointed beneath his feet.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "... we''re going first"

    There''s no way you won''t notice in this state. When he was finished, the Hellenonian God gave himself up to gravity and fell.

    "Ha, Val!

    "What... Ha!?"

    The two finally return to sanity descend into a cove that seems unpopular even during the day, following the goddess of war.

    "It''s a big deal to give me up."

    "Sorry......"

    Not at all, there''s no objection.

    Yut could only bow his head to a goddess nestled under the moonlight.

    "Well, let the woman bow her head. What, there''s a sight"

    "You picked your life up," he smiled, and Hellenonian God slapped Yut on the shoulder, turning his heel back before he reacted, moving to the wave strike.

    "What..."

    "Shut up and watch."

    Soon, a wave of sword was held in the hands of the goddess of war.

    "Divine Sword/Red Lotus Thunder"

    A long sword (long sword) that emits a bright red thunder.

    There is one hundred and one divine swords held by ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia. Valtrude''s sword, Divine Subjugator, was also given to him from within his group of swords.

    But Red Lotus Thunder occupies a symbolic position among the weapons of the Hellenonian God.

    Combined with a thunderbolt, which can be described as the goddess of war itself, it has been portrayed in numerous myths and has become a motif for painting.

    I swung such a sword down uncrafted.

    The impact of tearing the atmosphere apart.

    The sound came late.

    The slaughter, naturally, even cleaves the ocean as well as the atmosphere.

    As if it was just scraped out there.

    As if other times had stopped there.

    Part of the ocean is gone.

    "I would..."

    Hearing that voice, Yut stares at Valtrude, who leans next to him unexpectedly.

    She''s fine, like the shameful maiden she was earlier, but, after all, the Rin look suits Valtrude.

    "Can you do the same?

    The Cathedral Knight meditates often and waves his sword down in the image.

    But that''s all I could imagine, and it was phenomenal.

    Yut did something similar in Hardenturm''s harbor, but that was because there was a spell for it called the tide (Seatide).

    "Can''t you still do it now?"

    "That''s right"

    Humans usually can''t kill the ocean.

    A blow of the Hellenonian God that provided various surprises.

    Naturally, that was only the beginning of the prelude.

    "Yut...... Apparently, I''ve gotten worse to my eyes. I thought I could do the same with God, maybe pay off."

    "Don''t worry. It''s not us that''s unusual, it''s the world."

    I saw it rise as it slipped through the fissures of the ocean, and for Yut, I heard a sound that I was good at making hear, but rarely hear - one that breaks common sense.

    "If that happens, it means the ship has come out of the ocean."

    "Oh. The ship came out of the sea."

    A beautiful ship in pure white with three masts.

    Would the total length be about 30 to 40 meters? A ship in the form of a carac, which also allows for distant voyages. It is often used as a merchant ship because of its high loading capacity.

    The ship, docked all over the cove, was big enough to look up unexpectedly.

    That sounds like a pretty fast ship.

    "I admit that. Big deal."

    "This is my gift to you."

    Luckily, Helenonia communicates her divine will with skill.

    There''s no denying it, but there''s no denying the confusion.

    "Why the ship..."

    Airways would be the fastest and relatively safer if Yut or Valtrude were to travel individually, as they did when they went to Li Kutua.

    Then, once you''ve been there, you can shortcut it in Moment Move (Teleport) from now on.

    For them, ships and other useless long objects. On the contrary, it is obvious that it cannot be handled in excess.

    Obviously nonetheless, it shall be a gift.

    I didn''t see the sincerity of it.

    "I can''t tell you why, but this is the least I can do. I doubt it, but now, take it."

    "Thank you"

    Valtrude kneels down on the beach and drips his head to receive.

    (I need a ship because I carry a lot of cargo? No, there''s an infinite amount of storage bags that you can''t give us for that reason. So you expect me to use it other than us? Or a ship for exploration, not trade?

    Yut, on the other hand, couldn''t take it as honestly as she did.

    Nothing is just as expensive - I''m not going to say, but I can''t even operate without knowing what the purpose is. Even the pirate ships captured could not be effectively utilized after all.

    "In the meantime, we need to hire an expert. Would you like me to introduce you to Regina?"

    "Right. I can''t face you in case you let me sink."

    "If you sink, you can''t. Anyway, you can dive in the water."

    "Is that true, too? It came out of the ocean."

    Recall that there was a spell in the Eighth Ladder''s theoretical spell that allowed the ship to act even in the sea. It lasts for a few hours, but I couldn''t think of a vision of moving the ocean and didn''t try to remember.

    If you''re Dean Mel from Vainamarinen School of Magic, you might be able to use it, but I''ve never confirmed it.

    "But what''s going on with the mast..."

    It''s called canvas, so it should be made of cloth. Is it even waterproof with spells?

    "A mast. You don''t have to worry. We have collaborators."

    "Collaborators?

    "Uhm. It''s time to get on board"

    Soon the Hellenonian God, who had the Divine Sword/Red Lotus Thunder, flew again. Valtrude reacts first, and Yut follows suit.

    One pillar and two people who went down to the deck without a thing.

    Welcomed were unexpected figures.

    "Jii......"

    "Whoa, you would have gotten a proper washi computer and camera!

    If not the other way around, Yut shakes his head. When was this great sage wearing one?

    And not quite, his fianc¨¦e was the same.

    "What, they? Dwarf... but it doesn''t seem to be"

    What sparked your interest.

    Valtrude is surrounded by subhumans full of short mustaches.

    The sight reminded Yut of Snow White, but the princess was the most beautiful but rough outfit in the world, and the fairies were too loving.

    "Dravael......?

    Yut and Arsia were there - if not visions - when the lava fairies deposited rare ores such as Adamantine and magic silver.

    As usual, I can''t read emotions, but I don''t seem angry.

    Overhead, the full moon was shining, the date and time of the covenant with them.

 226 8. Gods Gift (after)

    "What combination is this..."

    ¡°Ever-winning¡± Helenonia, the great sage Vaina Marinen, and the lava fairy Dravael. Trinity, of different races and status, which cannot come with affiliation or faith.

    If I insist, I guess that common denominator would be Yut or Valtrude, but those two were also taken aback.

    "It''s not Ducommerce, but if you can speak up, you have to respond."

    "If you follow the edge, there''s no creation."

    The goddess of war with her feathers tucked away says only slightly boastfully under the moonlight.

    "Originally, did you mean that the Hellenonian God intended to give us the ship and ordered its manufacture to Dravael and Mr. Jii? Afraid to see what kind of chemical reaction happened"

    "Oh, yeah, yeah. Speaking of science, I can handle the history of the planet myself. Now we''re going to teach science and math."

    "That''s what you do with yourself."

    Heavenly Grass Brave is a former sports society literature. Even if taught, the secondary level would be at best. Thinking about acorns and real names...... caught my eye the appearance of a fianc¨¦e that I didn''t seem to know very well.

    "I see... I see?

    Even the Jomtien Moon doesn''t come up with the color of understanding in Valtrude''s jealous beauty, probably because he doesn''t know what Dravael is looking up from under his feet.

    "Oh, no, no, no."

    "But it''s not what it used to be."

    "Are you kidding? That''s how men are supposed to be."

    "Yut......?

    "All right, Val. Let''s hear my story first."

    I didn''t forget about the Dravaels, I just had other things in mind, but I felt slightly guilty when I could come from the other side.

    ... but that thing blew up in an instant.

    "A hurry would be the dark proof behind it!

    "Jii, shut up!

    I''ll have a drink of the great sage who gives me an extra little bit, and I''ll draw my fianc¨¦e over here. And while struggling, he opened his mouth as he looked at the glittering ice blue eyes from the front.

    "Look, I told you. Alcia told me you gave Adamantin to Dwarf''s relatives."

    "Is that when..."

    She also must have remembered the ugliness at that time - being obstinate and teasing in bed. I don''t just say it''s the past I want to seal, but I light up the spear.

    "Well, something like 50 points."

    "I convinced you, 100 points."

    I''m not talking about you.

    "Ha."

    Hold your mouth tight, but slow.

    Delighted with the growth of his grandchildren - said Vainamarinen, with a smile won by ill will.

    "This ship was created by the true Hellenonian god''s secret (Sacramento)."

    "Yeah, but I don''t specialize in seas and boats."

    "So I got my hands on it a little bit and equipped the Dravaels."

    The question of why it is a sailboat does not disappear, but the circumstances finally passed on.

    "Hey hey..."

    "I doubt that much."

    "Save your daily deeds."

    "Hmm. There''s nothing nasty about that."

    "Hey, here."

    "Well, let me explain."

    Though the same archmage (Arch Mage), the actor and the year were different from Yut and Vainamarinen. The Great Sage, who has lightly received suspicion, first points to the mast.

    "I just cared about Sail, but technically, that''s not a cloth"

    "Do something stupid. I don''t care what you think, it''s not cloth."

    Sails swelling in the night breeze don''t seem like any other material, as Valtrude put it.

    "So technically, I would have said,"

    "It was woven in magical silver (Mithral) by the eagles."

    "Can''t you do that?

    I had heard of examples of making metal into fiber, like gold and silver yarn, but I had never imagined that such processing was possible with magical silver.

    "Oh. I thought it was about as thin as a chainmail."

    "Before that, that big one was all about magic silver? How long will it be in one piece..."

    "Don''t be surprised"

    Dravaels whose faces are almost covered in mustaches and whose expressions cannot be seen as

    But I can see how that voice is doing and how good it is at swollen little noses.

    "Not yet, let''s be surprised"

    Weinamarinen, who enters between the two of them with an honest reaction and the delightful Dravaels, points again at the mast and continues to explain.

    "There, with the demonization of amplifying the wind, you can sail whether it''s the wind or the other way around."

    "I don''t know what to do."

    There is no internal combustion engine - there are exceptions like the Elizabeth Spelllight - but in this world, it is a function of the Advantage, rather than of the Rebellion.

    In some cases, Sahagin and other sub-races living in the ocean are coaching marine habitats to tow ships, but that''s a handful of exceptions, and in the end, it''s no different than a galley ship.

    "The hull itself is my work. Besides, it''s all a steel tree. Sturdy, never burning"

    Steel trees are trees grown in the woods protected by elves and nature worshippers (Druids), hard as iron, as light as wood, and not easy to burn.

    Ideal as a ship as well as any building material, but with low circulation and high value.

    "Well, it doesn''t matter if you produce it in secret."

    "... somehow, you know what it''s like to be hostile to Yut"

    "Why, I''m exclusive."

    Valtrude''s sword moves and Exile violence were also there by the Great Mage (Arch Mage), who wanted to claim that they were amazing enough. At the same time, I felt like I was going to be damaged the other way when I went deeper, so I decided to flush it for now.

    "But the steel tree was certainly black to the inside of the trunk..."

    "That''s what I do."

    Again, Dravael hides in his mustache and makes his almost invisible eyes shine to explain.

    Apparently, now he mixed magic silver powder with tar to make paint, and when he painted it with it, a pure white ship was born.

    Moreover, it is said that it acts not merely as waterproof, but as armor.

    Although it is a fairly useful technique, naturally there will not be anything that can be imitated due to cost problems.

    "I mean, the Dravaels, they came up with a lot."

    "To surprise you, I''ve thought a lot about it."

    He wasn''t taking it lightly, but he seemed to take it pretty seriously. I give thanks in my heart for the amount consumed by the gods, but I have to behave as a liquor maker.

    "Hmm. But that''s not all."

    Heleno-Anian God who says he seems only a little good at it.

    But that proud expression was, by no means, negligible.

    Large crossbow guns (baristas) and stone throwers (catapults) are installed on the front and rear decks one at a time. Each can swivel to 180 degrees and attack in all directions.

    Moreover, the bolts of the large crossbow guns are automatically generated and loaded and boast a continuous firing performance comparable to that of a skilled archer. They have a special bullet in the thrower that doesn''t have that, but isn''t just a rock instead.

    "Orthodox, you''re the one who burns when you land like a fireball."

    "You think it''s not normal?

    "We can make space hundreds of meters from where it landed."

    "The idea is horrible..."

    The blow of a large crossbow gun was also enough to penetrate the walls of the castle, and when Valtrude actually tested it, it was poking deep into the nearby shoreline.

    This one alone would also make it possible to take on a fleet.

    Isn''t it strange the situation that this is going to be necessary first?

    Yes, it was a yuut that darkened in front of me, but Vainamarinen smiled.

    "Anyway, if the kid''s on board, he''ll be able to ravage it as he pleases."

    That''s true, but that''s not even the problem... it should be.

    In addition, the cargo space is considerably smaller, but this is due in part to the application of procedures that lead to different spaces in the same way as infinitely stored bags.

    For that matter, the cabins are quite luxurious and luxurious. If you don''t pay attention to the quality of water and food, you can manage with the magic equipment (magic items) provided.

    "But we''re amateurs at maneuvering ships, right?

    "Right..."

    Now I know you have a spec out of common sense, but if you can''t move it, it''s just a picturesque cake.

    It was two people who tell you otherwise, but in itself, proof that they haven''t figured out the real function yet.

    So you''re going to the steering room?

    Led by the Hellenonian God, he begins to move from the deck.

    But there, the wheel didn''t exist.

    All that existed was a glowing green orb.

    "It is possible to maneuver the ship simply by touching and remembering this"

    "Wow, yut!?"

    Like Yut before, he was a diocesan knight with a slightly tired look on his face, but now he seems to have shaken it off the other way around. Fold your body and watch it up close. Like a shining child in front of a show window.

    "But don''t you have a lot of work to do to change the direction of the sail or something?

    "For this purpose, a properly prepared zodiac"

    "Oh, this is today''s fate"

    Is there anything left yet?

    The moment Yut stood up that way, the Dravaels clapped their hands.

    Metallic cornered dwarf.

    A dozen of them came into the steering room in a row.

    "Made with adamantine, it''s like a magic doll (golem)."

    "If it''s a simple order, I''ll listen, and I''ll be equipped with the skills necessary to maneuver the ship"

    "Why don''t you leave it to me to start moving in line with the ship''s orders given by the treasure ball?"

    They even follow the sailors.

    Plus, I''m loyal to orders.

    At this moment, Yut surrendered with his hands up. I don''t know who I did that to, but dare I say, is it to me?

    "Isn''t that cute!

    Now approaching the aligning mini-gorem with disinterest, Valtroude still loves it with all the momentum she''s holding up. From her, there is no evil in "I want to show myself a cute person who likes cute things". There was just pure joy.

    Blessed by heaven, she also seems to have no connection with the spirit of repelling the adorable as weak.

    Yut, once again, regretted not even having a decent date on Earth.

    "The truth is, I was going to make one big one, not a tiny one."

    "To surprise you, that''s about it. Uh..."

    "Big?"

    "Ooh. Like a mountain"

    "Let me walk around the territory, and I''ll make it worse."

    But there''s not enough ingredients.

    "No, no, that''s enough," he said.

    Yut waved in passing to greet the dravaels, who seemed a little sorry. Earlier regrets, too, are now forgotten.

    "and more"

    "I don''t know."

    I guess it conveyed Yut''s feelings.

    Turn around and the lava fairies turn into a satisfying atmosphere too.

    "But not this..."

    Big booze behavior? That''s not enough.

    "Val."

    "Uhm. As long as the Marquis Istas exist, we shall continue to give them booze"

    "Oh. Have a nice drink."

    Hearing those words, I can barely see them hiding with my beard, but the eyes of the Dravaels shine in anticipation. My creepy eyes were moving busily across my beard.

    "Oh, speaking of which, I forgot"

    "I don''t want to hear it."

    This settles one case.

    The words of the Great Sage, who easily destroys such an atmosphere.

    "This guy can keep moving on land."

    "... this, the ship, right?

    "Naturally, though. But how do we get Dravael from his address to here? Hmm?"

    "In the first place, it''s a mistake to make it on a mountain."

    They say the ship''s dragonbones are a special magic tool, and they can go like the ocean on land.

    And, naturally, you can dive in the ocean.

    "Sure, emerge from the sea..."

    To that supplement of the Hellenonian God, we could only two and nod.

    Now I can see why the goddess of war only called Yut and Valtrude.

    If there were Alcia or Acorn, he could have graduated, and if there were Larsia or Yona, he would have been so excited that it wouldn''t have been an explanation.

    "So, there''s the Negi of the Sahaggin ''Pirates around here."

    "No, there..."

    The place indicated by the nautical chart on the side of the orb is outside the territory of the Kingdom of Rotosilt. The perception of territorial sea is rare in this world, but with some area of activity. Consciousness like a territory exists.

    "One bad guy hired me to tell you that since the annihilation of another Sahagin and the Water Dragon, my rivals have disappeared."

    "It''s not our fault."

    "It doesn''t matter what the circumstances are, even if it''s bad."

    It seemed like the only way to do it.

    The manoeuvres were to be handled by Yut, who was quite anxious at first, but could easily travel over the water after realizing that it was little different from the race game.

    Plus, pretty fast.

    Dive straight into the water when you see the island that the Sahaggin Pirates make Negijo.

    A tuned Kraken existed in the bay, but underwater. No, it rises all at once from the bottom of the sea and Valtrude fires a large crossbow cannon as it continues its momentum.

    In response to the shooting, Kraken ran out of breath and the moored ship became unnavigable after being caught at the bow punch angle (ram) when it surfaced.

    The minigolems responded well to such unscrupulous manoeuvres.

    Furthermore, momentum landed on the island as it was - really, I was able to sail ashore - and evil was doomed.

    "The name of the ship can be decided later. Just the others."

    The end of the day will be left to nearby countries, and on the way back to Hardenturm, the Hellenic God advises so.

    The sincerity was understood back at the inn.

    "What are you doing?

    What the Yuts saw was a real name and an exchange of knowledge about God''s right to name.

    Ultimately, after a plea in the name of arbitration, the true name would be obtained, and the FR-10x was named "Makina", after the mechanical god - Deus Ex Makina.

 227 1. A smooth voyage

    "Hey, I wanted to join the pirate exorcism, too. I bet Kraken and Sahagin have guts, too."

    "I wanted to attack unilaterally and destroy"

    Sitting on a stone thrower (catapult) provided at the bow, two bandits (Rogue) and a psychic (Scion) spewed out a noisy dialogue.

    Near it, a two-headed mini-golem created by Dravael walks around, busily engaged in work, including deck cleaning and manipulation of mast sockets.

    "The awareness that you couldn''t take me because I''m saying that... there is. That''s why it''s so troublesome."

    Seeing the faces of the two laughing at the garlic, Yut, who was lying down, sighs.

    Now, I''m taking a break leaving the ship to Valtrude. Nevertheless, this ship, which sails almost automatically, hardly exists, such as the work of the passengers.

    Whether some force is working, the wind blowing on the deck is relatively calm, and the tidal breeze stroking the cheeks feels good. The sun is warm, the subtly curved pure white hull symbolizes the sea, and the sound of the sails raging the wind is pleasant.

    A smooth voyage continued from Hardenturm, Marquis of Istas, Kingdom of Rotosilt, to Folio-Farina, the largest city of Brewers present on Folio Island.

    "There are us on this unruly hunk of ship. If anything happens, it''s gonna be an irregular voyage, right?

    "What if there were about ten grassland species on it?

    "Yes! End of this topic! Over!"

    Withdraw immediately if disadvantaged.

    It''s an important quality to survive as an adventurer.

    Jonah flapping her legs next to it, getting tired of sitting, then stepping down to the deck and picking up the mini golem she was cleaning.

    An Adamantine dwarf moulds and protests with all his strength, but unfortunately he was not strong enough. The weak are only ravaged by the strong.

    Lie down or flip, as if elementary school students were going to observe insects and small animals, and then Jonah raises a question that has nothing to do with it.

    "Yut, have you named the ship?

    Yut replied, rescuing two working men from such an albino girl.

    "Oh. Talk to Val... Zhu Yan said," If you can''t decide forever, make it a hell of a circle, so I hurried. "

    Sure, it''s a Japanese tradition to "round" at the end, but that''s too much.

    Besides, I almost liked that Valtrude sounded "not sure what it meant but sounded good" so in another way, there was no longer any respite.

    "Well, it wasn''t a decision, it was a decision."

    "What did you do?"

    "Tubasa."

    Pure white hulls and flying speeds made him a leading candidate.

    "Simple."

    "There''s no twist."

    "It''s better not to get weird like this."

    Conversely, there were proposals to give it a bad name, like ''Titanic'' or ''Vasa'', but it has been rejected at an early stage as not making much sense.

    "Yut kun"

    "Oh, Mr. Arcia."

    An archbishop (Patriarch), wearing a crimson eyelid, appeared beneath the three people who spent a tight time on the deck.

    "It''s time for a meal and a meeting"

    "Is it that time already?"

    Yut takes his cell phone out of his uniform pocket and Larsia and Yona check the time in the sun position.

    Sure, it was a good time for lunch.

    Yut walks sideways to support Arcia subtly, tired of being outside too, and the two children in question follow after that with great care.

    No, I''m not an adult.

    The two of us meet each other in the face and then hold our fingers to cool off.

    "Yona, Larsia. You know what you''re doing, don''t you?

    "Ugh."

    "Shit......"

    The crimson eyelid, a magic item, gives perception to the gear, but it extends all around.

    There are weaknesses such as the inability to read letters, but for that matter, there are also advantages.

    "You''re the restless ones."

    I don''t know what I was doing, but I knew it wasn''t Roku.

    It was just a little bit of a utter tone yut to say things from above, but if you found out you were being chilled - Larsia, anyway - you might have been deeply reflecting on how Jonah was raised.

    Some time after the reappearance of the gods, the Yuts were on board ''Tubasa'' for Folio-Farina.

    Instead of "Momentary Travel (Teleport)", we chose the sea route on purpose because we were both proficient.

    Until now, it was almost unrelated to the sea in its activities - Valtrude claimed that he could swim even in armor - but he would need more than the Hellenonian God had deliberately given him.

    At that time, I couldn''t use it. Then I can''t talk about it.

    As for that, so far so good.

    "It''s been a problem since we arrived at Folio-Farina."

    "One day, I''d like to take an easy sightseeing trip or something..."

    "The brave man can''t do that."

    "I have a flirtatious childhood friend here"

    "My prediction is no longer prophecy."

    "Well, I think predictions are more reliable."

    As he surrounded the lunch table, Yut looked at the ceiling and mouthed a sentiment that didn''t matter.

    Valtrude naturally, but his real name and Petra were also accompanying him this time. Petra was like originally picking up Yut, and the fianc¨¦es of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) couldn''t possibly be unaccompanied.

    Exile, whose child had just been born, has left a message, but the truth is, there was no reason for Jonah and Larsia to accompany him.

    "You''re on a date with the Evil Empress, aren''t you? Why do you think you''re not following me or something?

    "That thief cat will definitely stop"

    Thus, for each reason, I decided to participate. When this happens, there''s no way Yut can stop me.

    "First, what was it? How about we pack up the Chamber of Commerce thing somehow?

    The Dueira Chamber of Commerce.

    "Oh, that''s it"

    To Valtrude. No, Herbacio Dueira of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce, who showed a biased obsession with Valtrude''s beauty and was to be ruined.

    It even invites pity that little is grasped by the subject, but there are circumstances where the details are laid low on the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Not because it was a case between Yut and Valtrude''s absence, but also because it''s not purposefully the information we put in our ears.

    "Even if I tell you I''m gonna pack it, my belly''s pretty much set, thanks to Petra bringing the materials first."

    "Shall I? Let''s do it."

    "What the Marquis does..."

    Marquis Istas, who was just about to mouth a saut¨¦ed salted pork, had a bad slip tongue for some reason because of the fat.

    "Sempai, shouldn''t we look at this place and pretend we don''t?

    "Is that a possible move for mankind?

    Real name suggestions, but Yut kicks ass.

    This time it wasn''t Alcia, he was doing it by wiping Valtrude''s mouth so that Acorn could take care of him even as a child.

    A pitiful sight, but cuteness beats it.

    "... well, I don''t care"

    Having lightly renounced his self-explanatory true name, he swallowed a thousand slices of bread for a bite. Not exactly freshly baked, but only prepared by acorns, soft and sweet.

    Because there was no great difference and discomfort between the bread eaten in Japan, a true name that I had never had the opportunity to touch before: the true local flavour.

    Later I realized that it wasn''t a field investigation at all, and I would literally regret it, but that''s just a little further.

    "Sure, you were looking for a new owner for that Dueira Chamber of Commerce."

    "Yeah, but I don''t think you want to..."

    Herbacio Doueira was a madman, but because of his vitality, he was first class if you try him purely as a manager.

    However, dictator-type.

    It is self-evident that, sooner or later, the Chamber of Commerce will no longer be able to stand. But you can''t crush the Chamber of Commerce entering the Five Fingers in Folio-Farina, one of the largest cities in the world.

    Therefore, I tried to recruit new managers from outside, but when I glanced at the business plans from applicants I received from Petra, the majority of them were mostly content to ask for investment in the idea of business rather than wanting to be managers.

    "First of all, maybe the concept of being a proprietor but not an owner could not be accepted"

    "Maybe so. You don''t have a corporation or anything, do you?

    Coincidentally, two visitors who talk to each other that way while simultaneously pinching a hot salad steamed with a The other kept silent that he was not specialized.

    "So I was wondering if the Dueira Chamber of Commerce would be in the form of slimming it to a scale that could be operated by people who are now inside and turning the money that sold off the business into an investment"

    "Hmm. So you''re saving yourself a waste."

    Valtrude acknowledges Yut''s policy with her own understanding.

    Now for a while, I decided to concentrate on my meal.

    "Speaking of which, you have a lot of vegetables even though it''s a ship"

    "I''d rather have meat or fish"

    The saut¨¦ed salted pork was finished early, Jonah protests as she pokes her fork over another prepared baked vegetable.

    "Something tells me my old voyage was hard because I couldn''t get vegetables."

    "Oh, the sepsis was caused by vitamin deficiency,"

    "It''s impossible to take vegetables and fruits while you''re on a long voyage."

    "There won''t be any vitamins."

    Petra stares at the visitors, who say it''s natural, without even blinking. Nor did Alcia succeed in two sentences.

    "Heh. So, what''s a vitamin?

    "People?"

    "Wow, you''re going to be a splatter - I think I told Jonah a little bit about leukemia before."

    "I''m not interested in vegetables"

    "Carnivorous..."

    Such an easy-going conversation, but there was a side pony girl who was listening with a white face like paper.

    "Um, Master... Is septicaemia cured with vegetables or fruit...?

    "I mean, heal, don''t you have to be eating?

    "Probably, yeah"

    "I hear you were preventing it with lime juice or zawarclout."

    "It''s a big case...? It''s a big case, man!

    The conversations that have been exchanged here are about to greatly repaint the history of the Brewers'' voyage.

    But when it came to such a great deal, none of the parties, except Petra, thought of it as one.

 228 2. Preparation for business negotiations

    "I see. That certainly makes sense"

    Parliament running Folio-Farina.

    Pavel Chernov, one of only nine of the attacking legislators, showed understanding by listening to the proposal of the archmage (Arch Mage) who invited him to his home.

    Not huge, but a calm reception room. Soft afternoon light plunges in through the window, and only then will a certain fortune gleam through the windowsill.

    Indoor conditioning is not gorgeous, but I feel elegant. Is that because of my husband''s taste, or because of his history as an assailant senator?

    The material Yut puts together in the cabin of the Tubassa on the table, and Pavel sinks himself deeply into the bench.

    "It''s not just going to sell off, it''s going to be hard to get a problem if you''re going to turn that into an investment. The buyer knows a few things."

    The Dueira Chamber of Commerce is acquired by nobles outside the country.

    This is the only major issue that could rock Folio-Farina''s security, but fortunately they responded to the buyback.

    Normally, I almost stroke my chest down, but now the management issues of the Chamber of Commerce surface.

    "It was dangerous and could have been too much."

    "Being too big to crush was still a problem in my hometown."

    "If you owe 100 gold coins, you can give me your neck, but 10,000 gold coins will break the beam."

    "If you do too much, there''s a moral hazard."

    "You''re right. Totally, Herbacio is sneaking everywhere."

    Involved in the case with a handover by his daughter, Petra Chernov, and entrusted with the convergence of events, Pavel inadvertently spat out words of resentment.

    Herbacio Dueira was imprisoned in a freezing cell on the ninth floor of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    Sometimes we accept murderers and political prisoners from other countries with treaties. There, it was an ideal prison to shrivel inmates because it was an extremely cold land, and in the unlikely event of a successful escape, the monsters at the upper levels would end it instead.

    However, you won''t have to worry about that man.

    Because the moment they realized they could never get the beauty of Valtrude, they ended up living corpses just exercising involuntarily.

    "Excuse me, sir."

    I opened my eyes so much that I thought my eyeballs would pop out that I was trying so hard to forget the face of Herbacio Doueira, who was blowing bubbles out of his mouth, that the door in the reception room opened modestly.

    What often came in was a slender woman who had just passed thirty.

    He braided Ash Blonde''s hair and put it together on the side, clearly dressed like a piece.

    This is my wife, Sonya.

    Introducing himself, he puts the luxury tea in the teapot in front of Yuut.

    Sure, if you ask me, there''s a shadow resembling Petra.

    (Speaking of which, I was just checked up by Alcia Xu, and this is the first time I''ve seen her)

    It was only Petra and her companions who saved her from being cursed and comatose. Regardless of your health condition, you don''t have to go out of your way to meet Yut.

    But he seemed to be the only one who thought so.

    "Finally, I could see you"

    Serving tea to a guest doesn''t show any signs of her leaving the room.

    On the contrary, he had a soft smile and stared at the brunette boy.

    "Thank you very much for your help with that verse"

    "No, Petra - that''s what the ladies did, and this is nothing"

    So humble - I''m not aware of that in person - to Yut, again with a gentle smile, I bump into years of doubt.

    "By the way, when is my daughter going to be there?

    "... Yes?

    To the unexpected question, Yut solidified lightly.

    I don''t know what you''re talking about.

    "Your college has decided to hire you as a faculty."

    "Huh? Oh..."

    Indeed, I remember telling Petra, who raised her hand as a faculty member when opening the Falve Elementary School attached to the Vainamarinen School of Magic, "You, study more".

    If they misinterpret that as "I will hire you once I have studied properly," Tsuji fits.

    "He seemed to act as an adventurer while I was asleep, but now he''s completely calm..."

    "Oh, oh...... Right."

    To his wife''s words, her husband nodded vaguely.

    Yut intuited.

    Pavel Chernov. Dressed in a two-tone collar vest and shirt for a spill, this magnificent man finds his wife and daughter misunderstanding.

    I can''t point it out while I''m aware of it.

    That was the sadness of a man''s parents, but at the same time it also represented opposition to his assignment to another country. Yut spins the word of denial so that he can brave himself to it. No, I try to.

    "Too bad......"

    "Speaking of which, I told you I''d settled down earlier, but you''ve been away for a while."

    "Ugh."

    I don''t have to think about it, it would be about the period I was coming to Earth.

    If you''re an adventurer, you don''t know the extent to which you can vacate the house for a month or two, but she''s half-retired - and, I tend to forget, she''s a courtier - but doing so has an obstacle.

    "I didn''t know I was sorry for the delay in greeting you on that point."

    "Even for me, because my illness is healing and I can have time with my family, I want my daughter to spend some time here."

    "Really? Right?"

    "Still, some things are personal hopes... right?

    The feeling that every escape route is carefully blocked. I don''t even deserve it in a way, but now that I''ve been told weird stories by Riya God, I can''t even easily nod.

    "Sonya, Sonya, now, I have an important job to do."

    "Excuse me."

    When her husband noticed, Sonya Chernov caught a light spear. As it is, the reception room is followed by an impeccable operation.

    "I''m sorry."

    "No......"

    The atmosphere, too subtle, enveloped the two of us. Yut regrets not coming with Valtrude or Alcia.

    But those two and Acorn went out to say it was their last operational meeting, so either way, it wasn''t going to happen.

    Besides, that operational meeting is going to cause a little commotion, but Yut, who is godless, had no reason to know.

    "But now we can''t totally buy it back"

    "I''m sorry about that."

    As a Folio-Farina parliament, foreign capital enters the Grand Chamber of Commerce of my own country. In other words, we just want to avoid it becoming a reflection of the intentions of other countries.

    But that''s why we fall down to the size and profits of the Chamber of Commerce.

    And it''s a business investment to prevent it, but it can''t lack Yut''s knowledge and judgment.

    Furthermore, if Valtrude cooperates, it will also be possible to eliminate those who wish to invest maliciously.

    When that happens, the Chamber of Commerce will sell it to me. But let''s stick together. We can''t talk about it.

    "In the meantime, how about in the form of joint ownership between us and you?"

    "Oh. We were thinking about that, too. But..."

    At the very least, huge amounts of gold move when it comes to buying out half of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce. It is not something that the Chernov family alone can cover, and it is difficult to move it quickly, even on Parliament''s budget.

    "I see...... Then let''s just take ownership as a stock certificate."

    "Stock? Like the parent stock of the guild?

    "Uh, I''m not that familiar with it either..."

    After I say no, I will expand my diversity and explain the KK lightly.

    Even so, the interpretation is of Yut''s knowledge that he was a high school student. I don''t fully understand it, nor do I need to apply everything to this case.

    "First, shall we make something like the law in running the Chamber of Commerce? There, that what owns the ''stock'' is also the owner of the Chamber of Commerce. If you have more than one owner, you can define the shareholder as the owner of the Equitable Chamber of Commerce if you decide a serious case by a majority vote based on the number of shareholdings."

    "Hmm..."

    Pavel Chernov spins that brain in full to indulge in what a boy of his own age claims to be even his own child.

    "But then, in the end, were you a shareholder? Wouldn''t a stock owner have to run the Chamber of Commerce all the time?

    "It''s, it''s easy. Shareholders should set up a separate operator - I call it the proprietor - of the Chamber of Commerce. And it is the majority vote of the shareholders that chooses its managers"

    "Are those who fail to deliver results to be beheaded by shareholders..."

    Terrible idea, the congressman shrugged his neck in his heart. Meanwhile, Yut, who spoke of it, is plain to say that it is normal.

    It''s really natural, so I can''t help it.

    "Well, for that matter, you should give more rewards when you get results. Whatever, you may want to transfer some of your shares."

    "Is there a problem with the current Dueira Chamber of Commerce?"

    Because his predecessor had laid down a dictatorship, no self-asserting person remained. There would be no impediment to the minutes of operating solidly, drawing on shareholders'' intentions.

    "The truth is, they''re going to issue millions of shares and get funding for their business with it. And when the company commercially generates profits with that gold and the shareholders are reimbursed the profits according to the ratio"

    But this time it''s just a matter of ownership, so it''s simple and good. Nor do I need to think about dividends in particular.

    "In the meantime, let''s issue 100 shares. How about a thousand gold coins a share?

    In total, 100,000 gold coins.

    In that half, 50,000 sheets. It''s tough, but it''s not even an irresistible amount.

    "Okay. Okay, 50 -"

    "If possible, buy 51 shares"

    "So..."

    This one will be in my favor.

    The first time I tried to say 50 shares was also a bluff for negotiation, and at first I wished I could own 30 as well.

    "It''s just this way, because you can''t take time."

    "Should we only be involved in serious cases that need to be discussed?

    "Yeah, once the chamber of commerce laws can''t be changed without having more than 60% of the stock," he said.

    "Firm"

    Pavel - You look like you''re conceding to the Folio-Farina government to sell your favors, but you''re not losing Yut either.

    Given the sales channels of Vermilio, a fashion brand launched in Acorn and Regina, I just wanted to leave a legend with the Folio-Farina Chamber of Commerce.

    Not only that, it would also facilitate the import and export of other supplies, such as food.

    Furthermore, Yut earned as much as 50,000 gold coins by presenting the concept of ''shares''.

    Of course, there is a source called the Dueira Chamber of Commerce, but if you look at it alone, it even seems to have created a presence from nothing.

    "I don''t doubt it."

    "No, I''m impressed."

    My daughter, too, has eyes to see.

    No, what happened was, luck to meet you.

    I think so. He was an assailant, but he doesn''t talk. Is that like a father''s will?

    "The details of the Chamber of Commerce Act will be filled in consultation with Parliament and the Executive Branch"

    "Right."

    All that remains is the question of sorting out the publicly offered business plan and which one to adopt. Now that we''re on the road, it''s trivial.

    But that was too early.

    Pavel Chernov, who was meant to have unloaded his shoulder, would round his eyes on the plan Yut had chosen.

 229 3. Unwitting but inevitable encounter

    When Yut was holding a meeting at the Chernov residence, the Valtrudes, who landed in Folio-Farina, were about to visit the Vainamarinen School of Magic.

    Beyond the river that flows through the city, a gray building exists on the hill. It looks like a castle or a church.

    To get there, you have to cross the giant stone bridge that even your real name sees for the first time. She did it easily, unrelated to heightphobia and lack of exercise, but when she heard it was made overnight using a science spell, she was just amazed.

    "Yut said he could do the same if he wanted to."

    "I see. That sounds like Sempai to me... But you haven''t changed the look and feel of natural stone. I didn''t realize I created it with a spell until I was told."

    My real name crouches into the middle of the bridge and confirms the touch. It''s in the way of traffic, but now there''s no one else but them. For once, I keep my uniform skirt off the ground, but that was the only thing I was careful about.

    Vainamarinen used the Stone Wall spell. It''s not just building walls, it''s ¡°inventing¡± them and reshaping them.

    Even so, the fifth staircase spell, The Stone Wall, is not only a true name, but also an unknown realm for the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). Besides, it was just phenomenal that the usage was not the same as once.

    But that logic doesn''t work for acorns.

    "It''s a girl, so weigh yourself down a little more"

    "... thank you"

    She puts her knees against a bridge trampled by an unspecified number of humans and makes her stand up when she sees her true name touching her bare hands.

    And I offered her a handkerchief, trying to just pay by hand.

    "Oh, I can''t do that if I have one."

    FR-10x on the side - I''ll see you holding the makina and wipe it off your hands.

    My real name was still impressed when I put myself up on the shelf wondering if this was women''s power.

    "Thank you, Knight (Daim)"

    "Makina, can''t you do something about it?

    Akane says as a slut, but Makina doesn''t go through with it willingly.

    She also wears the same school uniform as her real name. Some clothes are less conspicuous, but this is like an ID, including Yut.

    Even if they say knights and such in such outfits, I''m in trouble.

    Besides, King Alsace just told me on the occasion of the party and I''m not aware of anything. Yet I felt weirdly blessed and subtle from around me.

    "I''m sorry. But this is also my personality."

    "Excuse me, I''ll tell you later."

    "By the way, Master, why don''t you pick up the fragments and take them home?

    "All right."

    "Well done, Jonah."

    Parent (Alcia), a girl from Albino who was put on the sweet words of Makina. The tone is still mild, but her mouth is not laughing.

    "Larsia said do it."

    "Wrongful!?"

    "You can''t blame someone else, can you?

    Separate each sound and convey it firmly and clearly to Yona.

    The one they say shivers at the same time as he stretches his spine, wandering his gaze in search of an escape.

    "Yut is not here. Give it up."

    "I''m sorry."

    They fit in circles. While worried about you, Valtrude told his true name what he thought.

    "Well, I don''t know what you''re going to use it for, but why don''t you ask Dean Mel? Let me tell you something."

    She wore a magical silver (Mithral) armor for a long time and was persuasive in her words when she shouted the exorcism sword Divine Subjugator.

    - I need to know the fact that it was a ship with no escape, dressed or dolled in clothes prepared by Acorn.

    "If you''re the dean, you''ll forgive me, Mr. Mana."

    "It''s thick, but I''ll try to"

    To the advice of Valtrude and Petra, her true name returns a clumsy smile.

    Petra gave priority to everyone''s guidance even though Yut was going to her parents'' house, and she was also distracted. Of course I have taken care of Valtrude, but I''m glad to take care of it even though it''s in that condition.

    That''s how I finally knock through the gates of the School of Magic.

    College courtyard with Co shapes.

    That''s not the college itself, that''s the destination for this one.

    "This is the dragon''s ¡­"

    I was listening to you.

    The real Dal-Lukash, too, I''ve seen it.

    But it - the skeleton of the ancient black dragon Dargenvelspar - sitting in front of me was releasing a presence that gently blew away the imagination of its true name.

    The total length is more than 30 meters.

    It is huger than the Tubasa moored in the port of Folio-Farina, and the intimidation is not comparable.

    The wide open mouth and the fangs peeking from it remind me of my vision of being shattered by dragons, even though I know they are only bones.

    Despite the skeleton alone. No, that''s why I couldn''t help but feel resentment for the living and the living.

    "You surprise me."

    Here comes the baptized acorn of the fantasy world, next to its true name, which looks up to the ancient black dragon.

    "Yes......"

    I was happy with that feeling, but that''s all I can say.

    Dinosaur skeleton specimens would be close if you dare to compare them, but they perished tens of millions of years ago, whereas dragons exist in reality (...).

    The awe rises naturally.

    - It was, apparently, a minority.

    "In the meantime, let''s take a still and a video. Master, point straight horizontally. Yes, I will correct the brake, but the inclination is very bad."

    "Wouldn''t that voice be in the movie, too?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "I want to try it once, so I want you to be an immortal monster (undead) and come back to life"

    "No way. I don''t have a gut."

    It was a true name that somehow made me feel safe while pointing Makina toward the ancient black dragon, who voluntarily moved to manor mode.

    "Hey, long time no see"

    "I''m afraid so."

    "I was taken care of then"

    It was Mel, the dean of the Vainamarinen School of Magic and the high brother of the Great Sage, who came there.

    An exchange of greetings with nature, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and the Archbishop (Patriarch). On the other hand, Petra could neither escape nor hide, but became consolidated on the spot like a herbivore.

    "It''s not been a very long time. I was younger, though."

    "What do you mean?

    Jonah, returning from an Arsian sermon, advances in a cheerful manner with one hand up. Behind you, Petra rounds her eyes, but doesn''t look like she noticed either.

    "We met in the spiritual world of dragons. of that Jii girl''s memory."

    "I see, so that''s me when I was younger. I''d like to hear more."

    "How Shawkan did this"

    "Summon...? No, well. Okay, I''ve had enough."

    Is your ability to get a quick grip on things, like Vainamarinen''s high brother? I had to demonstrate that ability because of Vainamarinen.

    "That''s right. Dean Mel. Actually, I have a favor to ask."

    Luckily, no one else can understand what that means.

    As a result, Dean Mel''s authority was upheld and the request of his true name was easily fulfilled.

    "I don''t know if I can take a tour next time, anyway"

    "Thank you"

    That''s what I promised, and the line leaves the School of Magic to travel to the city of Folio-Folina. Aim is a permanent market.

    Petra is at the forefront, but Valtrude and the others have also visited the city several times. The two people who seemed to make the most noise were also interested in going elsewhere.

    "Somehow, I wish I could just leave work alone and meet the Vals."

    "Wouldn''t that be difficult for a professor to personalize?"

    "But I like it there"

    He''s a bad guy for all his work, but he sounded like he was saying I need to support him... I''m sure it''s his fault.

    "Again, it''s not the same size as the city of Sempai. Buildings are not homogeneous, and there are more people."

    "There''s something different about history"

    They are in the old town of Folio-Farina. It was the inside of the second wall and also the center of commerce.

    For this reason, there is a mixture of old and new architectural styles and the height of the building is very small. Though cobblestones were laid on the road, there were still traces of repair.

    Also, unlike Falv, which has an extremely high Dwarf ratio, humans are still the most common. Then, an elf? Because some adventurers dived into the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, they were different from other rare rock giants (Jarloot).

    "To be honest, Falve is developing at an unusual rate."

    "But this place isn''t as clean as Falve"

    "There, the brave man worked hard, I''m sure"

    "I''m a master!

    Water and sewerage and their purification systems do not even exist in Folio-Farina, the world''s largest capital. If that was state of the art, the Pioneer''s seat should be preserved on a millennial basis.

    "I see. The first place I saw it was the exception."

    "It looks like it''s going to be the same as me..."

    Such a conclusion was drawn, shortly after arriving at the entrance to the market.

    "Stop."

    Valtrude raises his sharp voice and leads at once. Did you pull it out while you were moving? At that time, you had already revealed your sword.

    "That''s right. Naturally..."

    The next person I noticed was Alcia.

    "Huh? What?

    "Well, that''s an odd encounter."

    The rest, at the same time.

    "No, it would be inevitable if you think about it"

    A red-haired slut looses her mouth to a slut when she hears that response.

    "Long time no see, Valtrude Istas"

    "Wouldn''t be such an intermission, Verga"

    Empress Verga.

    The evil demigod was there alone, with no provision.

    "My son-in-law, I don''t think so."

    "Are you relieved?

    Valtrude stands guard and guards against the Devil''s Sword.

    In contrast to the Empress, her mouth is tight and her eyes are sharp. And as noble and beautiful as the maiden of war who went down to the battlefield.

    "I can see through. of the same kind."

    "Not my kind... but Yut says that the opposite is also the most engaging"

    "My son-in-law."

    Verga laughs without a voice.

    But the people who go to the market, they don''t look at us alone, they don''t try to stop.

    In the first place, I wonder why you didn''t notice so close. Only that place where she is, no one is there as if a hole had been punctured.

    It''s as if that space is saying that Verga is the best she can do alone.

    And once you realize it, you''ll be blind.

    "Verga is, um..."

    "Certainly even on Earth..."

    For Petra, a symbol of evil and fear. On the other hand, for his real name, the perception is that he has tremendous power and that the Yuts are alert to each other.

    "Master, if you need anything, use me as a shield, but leave."

    "It is...... No, okay."

    I am not going to make a futile sacrifice, and I am not willing to question Makina''s analysis. His real name soon switched to himself as a magic instructor.

    But surprisingly, there was nothing else to fight for.

    Apart from Acorn, who is incapable of fighting, Larsia looks to be enjoying herself without giving out any weapons, and Jonah, who usually seems to set up an accidental blow, looks bored by kicking the stone under her feet.

    Alcia''s on guard, but that''s all.

    "It''s not a bad idea to decide between a female and a male here..."

    "Right..."

    It is at the same time that Valtrude holds his sword in his sheath and Verga approaches alertless.

    "Verga must have just come to look down."

    "If you are a cathedral knight, your covenant will be no different"

    The two Uncluttered Heavens were also two well-established people of mutual understanding.

    "But if you''re gonna do it, you''re gonna be the guy."

    "That''s our dialogue."

    At the same time, it was an incompatible pattern.

    "In the meantime, it''s not going to be a fight, is it?

    Akane, released from tension, asks to confirm.

    "When the city disappears, it doesn''t make sense."

    "That''s right. Your date will be ruined."

    A meadow species (Magner) poked at the core.

    Though pierced by many gazes with that inconsiderate language, it doesn''t look like it cared.

    "If you can''t get in the way, I don''t mind a tour. Whatever you do, it''s the same."

    "I won''t do that"

    "That''s good. If I have to, I promise..."

    "I won''t do that"

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, superimposed, affirms.

    "Can you afford it?

    "Trust."

    "Now, because you betray me, doesn''t the word trust exist?

    "Believing, it all begins"

    "Right, right."

    To Valtrude''s words, Verga laughs.

    I laugh, not even trying to hide my pleasure and disdain.

    "So do you believe in concubines?"

    "Do you want a yut?

    "No, this love."

    At the same time, the two walk towards each other.

    Good and evil.

    Its symbols on the ground crossed.

    But nothing happens.

    Keep them both together.

    Silently, we broke up.

    Just leave the spark alone.

 230 4. Its ripples

    "Empress Verga..."

    In the middle of an important meeting, Pavel Chernov shouted outrageously as her real daughter and her companions rushed in, but was stunned after the report.

    Though anger and other things blew up somewhere, for him, however, it couldn''t even be said to be a blue sky thunderbolt......

    "I''ve heard stories of break-ins before, but once again,"

    Yes, even a few months ago, I allowed him to enter the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    I left without a hand to Folio-Farina herself - precisely, via Earth back to the Verga Empire - but, abominably, there was nothing I could do.

    "This is entirely our responsibility."

    That said, Yut bows his head.

    If I could, I would have kept my mouth shut because I wanted to do it in secret, but I didn''t necessarily just visit on the day of my date. At the very least, we should have just passed on the information.

    "But it''s that Verga. There''s nothing I can do."

    The assailant shakes his head without force and accepts the apology.

    I also have a history of having been invaded by the Verga Empire in the past, and I don''t have any better feelings than the ex. More than that, the bad reviews of that evil demigod were known all over the world.

    He said that when we gather girls from all over the world who are not even old enough, we are interested in decadent pleasures.

    Says he kills an angel with one fingertip, an assassin from heaven.

    Says the conquered land is given to subraces with evil phases, and the days of hell come.

    There are also many mixed lies, but in this case it would be more problematic that the truth exists.

    "Anyway, I''m glad you''re not hurt"

    "That way, I wasn''t motivated."

    Words that cared for my real daughter, but the reaction was Larsia, who was pinpointing the reception room. It was not a calm experience to be seen around a room by a meadow species (Magner), but he was not a heretic senator to Dada either.

    Calmly, I questioned its sincerity.

    "What do you mean you''re unwilling?

    "Color Bogus"

    Yona''s rating is spicy and third parties don''t know what it means.

    It was also a difficult issue to explain to the parties.

    Have you read such an air, a relatively neutral Magic Instructor advances on this matter?

    "Uh, Mr. Petra''s father..."

    "Excuse me, it''s Pavel Chernov."

    "My name is Makoto Qino - I''m Mana Hatano. So, apparently, someone named Verga visited to date Sempai. Today, you think that''s the bottom line?"

    Sempai - I turned my meaningful gaze to Yut before explaining the actions of the red-haired empress without a shortage.

    Yes, Verga''s actions aggregate there. Until that one big event is over, you shouldn''t be reaching out to Folio-Farina. At least at the moment, though.

    "What is a date?

    "Should I say meet and pull?

    "The Empress... meet and pull?

    I would still have believed it if they told me the chickens were dancing in the sky. First, he doubted his ears and head, and secondly, his eyes because Yut, a party, nodded.

    The world was full of doubt.

    No way, that can''t be right. There must be some other reason, conspiracy or plot.

    But there''s no point in spitting such lies. I don''t know why.

    "Something, they liked it"

    "Really...? To that empress..."

    I''m wrong as a human being, but as a man, I''m going to respect you. Of course, I don''t give that impression every time I have a daughter.

    "Well, either way, after this is over,"

    "That''s right. Sure you do."

    Pavel Charnoff nodded without a single thing or two to Yut, who said as he pointed to the business plan that remained on the desk.

    That was just an advance on the issue, but I can''t do anything else.

    Besides, I''m responsible for this.

    Now, I had nothing more to say than that.

    Anyway, no one else can take responsibility for the empress.

    "It''s not too bad to be seen through¡­"

    The red-haired empress, unlike Valtrude, was still taking a wide walk through the city of Folio-Farina.

    The pace is like dancing. Reminds me of a maiden doing a picnic on the Spring Plateau. The pitch-black dress embodying the night itself also looked heartless or light.

    But there''s nothing that allows me to see Verga like that.

    The largest city in the world with a population of hundreds of thousands. Despite its main street, nothing existed around the evil demigod.

    As if that were an inviolable sanctuary, it does not come close as one person and does not perceive its existence as one person.

    But that was a shame.

    "Valtrude Istas"

    Because if you hear a slutty voice leaking out of your slutty lips, you''ll be relieved and useless for a while.

    "I didn''t expect a concubine to have such feelings."

    It''s not like I''m excited to think of Yut.

    That''s half the sentiment for the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) for him, who makes up the majority of good and evil.

    "No, that''s an overstatement. Evil is 7 or 6..."

    Either way, it must have been a complicated emotion.

    It''s not just a love enemy either.

    It''s not just a conflict between good and evil ideas and values.

    There, the jealousy of being unconditionally loved from Yut and the frustration of being excessively clean is added, fostering complex emotions that cannot be easily described.

    "That''s chaos."

    That was a familiar condition for the red-haired empress.

    I don''t distinguish. Neither deny nor affirm, but accept it as it is. Power - violence, intelligence, finances, charm - says things, and its strong dominates the weak.

    With that in mind, rather, that personality is preferable.

    Regardless, in the sense of wanting to get dirty.

    "Sooner or later, you have to decide between a female and a male."

    Verga takes Yut.

    In other words, even if he had chosen the demigod of evil, he could not have accepted it with promises.

    Inevitably, they will seek a settlement. Also, it has to be.

    But not yet (...) then.

    "I must please my son-in-law."

    I learned in a world called Earth that dating is basically like a man escorting a woman. The principle is the same as speaking beautiful singing for courtship and showing beautiful wings a majestic horn.

    A male wants to breed to a female.

    But this time it''s the other way around.

    "Whatever, it''s not what the concubine wants."

    Dyed cheeks the same color as hair, Verga wanders the oldest city in the world.

    In this way, the mesmerizing shops will be remembered, and the location, distance and flow will be inquisited. That was a more heartbreaking experience than I thought.

    Just imagine his reaction, and the rapport is about to collapse.

    Of course, I did not imagine the opposite position, but it should be a pleasure for the future.

    The future is infinite.

    "But my son-in-law has a lot of temptations."

    It would have been easier if you had asked me as I wanted, but that is failing. Anyway, I wanted to be genuine, not just chosen for a sense of responsibility.

    If the Dark Elf prime minister hears, his heart might stop stunned. It''s a shame you''re a dark elf of immortality.

    - I don''t even think so, but if you have an in-laws to the Rotosilt kingdom, you could have done it in another country.

    You can ravage the eastern island nation of Li Kutua and stay there. No, no, as I said on Earth, it''s not a bad idea to conquer that one.

    That was an idea equal to the forbidden fruit... but that was so compelling.

    "You''re in a good mood."

    Such a pleasant imagination, as if contemplating an interval between houses, was forced to be interrupted by one intruder.

    "I''m not in the mood right now."

    "It''s useless to get a woman in the mood. Whatever you do, it gets worse on its own."

    In the midst of the city''s mess.

    A boy at work runs through to the merchant house, a line of adventurers smiles back to the boarding house, and a girl downstairs buys ingredients. The voice sounded distant and distorted as if in the water.

    Everyone and he, unaware of these two beings, unconsciously avoid them.

    "But I wondered if I would take it badly, but it''s really just a look down"

    "It''s a bad taste."

    Without denial or affirmation, Verga smiles lewdly.

    No interest was shown in it, and the great sage Vainamarinen opened his mouth.

    "On that day, I will monitor you to keep you out of the way."

    In the promises we made on Earth, that''s what''s happening.

    Yut and Verga''s first date undertook not to let his fianc¨¦e or anyone get in the way.

    "But it also means that you''re going to be watching the day''s behavior?

    To get rid of anything that comes with a hand, you have to have an idea of the trends between the two of us. This means that if Verga behaves suspiciously, it could be a stop to the Great Sage.

    "I don''t trust you."

    "It would be a day to day"

    "We don''t mean each other."

    Verga laughs and reflexes the response of Weinamarinen, who is not even nibbly.

    "Well, let''s see."

    We need to get out of the way.

    Instead, when he showed it to me, the Empress received that warning to Eagle Deep.

    "My son-in-law belongs to my concubine."

    "That''s a lot of confidence."

    "The concubine is Beatrice''s daughter."

    Getting yut.

    That is comparable to the feat of conceiving the Son of God, Verga says.

    At the same time, there''s no reason why I can''t.

    "The meeting place for the day should be decided early."

    The Great Sage Vainamarinen disappears by telling him all that.

    "My son-in-law, the concubine''s breasts are leaping like a child. What about my son-in-law?

    The remaining red-haired empress looked up at the sun and said so.

 231 5. Two Business Talks (Previous)

    A week has passed since my unexpected encounter with the Empress.

    Afterwards, the two never met, and on the surface, peaceful time flowed.

    The Valtrudes went on to live that when they went out to the city of Folio-Farina early in the morning, they would return by the time the sun set.

    Even when Yut asked me if I had any purpose, I had to give up because I would just be rejected for a nagging answer. The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and the Archbishop (Patriarch) are together. It wouldn''t be a bad thing.

    Meanwhile, his real name has been invited by Dean Mel to visit the Vainamarinen School of Magic on several occasions. Petra was also accompanied and seemed to have quite something to gain.

    Except for Makina, who can force the manners mode, this one could be said to be generally going well.

    And Yut put out the law of the Chamber of Commerce in the hands of all the pluralists - making a sperm in the articles of incorporation, sewing between them and doing a few interviews with the submitters of the business plan.

    More than a hundred business plans because they were widely recruited were exactly what we would call jade stone confusion, but some of them seemed promising.

    For example, improvements in various agricultural tools and the industrial development of ceramics, which was taking place on a small scale in certain areas of the Rotosilt Kingdom.

    To this extent, I would have been able to teach you a more efficient way to do things from Yut, or commercialize yourself without relying on others in the first place.

    What I didn''t do was think about the risk that if food production succeeds poorly, even though I can''t afford it, the population will increase too much and society will be destabilized on the contrary.

    Even if we are responsible when it comes to Verga, such a major problem is beyond our control.

    For this reason, it was basically left to the submitter and thoroughly to the sponsor. These projects, ranging in size from hundreds to thousands of gold coins, were decided on admissibility in a few days from the interview after consultation with Pavel Chernov.

    Valtrude was also present, although not all, and the case caught on her ¡°intuition¡± has been dropped off.

    In time, detailed contracts - specific contributions, sales channels, profit-sharing, etc. - were signed by the artisans of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce, as well as staff personally held by Pavel Chernov and officials of the Folio-Farina government.

    Because of the priority given to those responses, Yut is barely out there. Are you too busy to go out, or do you consider it dishonest to refrain from dating Verga and playing with other people? Either way, it was serious.

    Larsia wagered on the possibility that she simply didn''t even think of it, such as going out to breathe with the Valtrudes, but it didn''t come to an end because a large number of opinions were received.

    But that''s not all bad either.

    Seeing how busy it was, Petra''s mother, Sonya Chernov, also had to desist from her daughter''s appeal.

    That also ends with today''s two cases.

    Yut and Valtrude in a murderous reception room at the Dueira Chamber of Commerce. Besides, Pavel Chernov was face-to-face with different color proponents.

    A room with only minimal conditioning, unchanged from the time of my predecessor''s meeting obsessed with beauty. Depending on the way you look at it, it can also be described as a merchant looking for profit.

    "I''m Evan. He''s the captain of a trading ship."

    A middle-aged man who sat down and introduced himself at the same time as he was recommended.

    Is your hair lustrous and blurred after years of exposure to the sea breeze, a battle or an accident? Part of his right ear seemed to be missing and he also lost a few fingers. Its shallow black skin also eloquently tells the story of race being different from those living in the Rotosilt kingdom and around Folio-Farina.

    The Yuts also gave a light introduction and quickly got to the point.

    "Large-scale trading fleet to the Southern continent. You want to invest in it."

    Based on the materials at hand, Yut turns the water to the captain.

    Next to it, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia stared at her as if to ascertain her opponent''s intentions, and Pavel Chernov did not even try to hide her attitude as if to see something suspicious.

    The Southern Continent exists ahead of the desert zone - where Jonah ran away from home when she found out Yut was going back to Earth. They say they have different cultures and customs than this one and some countries are competing for the hegemony.

    Its specialties are sugar in spices such as pepper and chili peppers and in cotton and silk textiles. Lots of preferences, and that''s why there''s a lot of demand and a lot of fruit.

    The fleet also sails regularly from this Folio-Farina, and roughly 30% of them return.

    I mean, even if they don''t bother telling me, they''re doing the trade.

    From Pavel''s point of view, I don''t know what it means to go out of my way to meet him.

    "No, it''s not"

    But Captain Even denied it at the bottom.

    "What do you mean?

    "I don''t want to deal with the Southern continent, I want to bring back the crops over there and grow them here"

    "That''s what I can''t do. If I can do that, I''m doing it."

    Yut spreads the book and Valtrude just shuts up and watches the change. Now it was the assailant''s turn to deny it.

    "I can''t grow it because the climate is different, such as spices and sugar"

    Folio-Farina''s attacking congressman is forbidden to engage in business. Running an urban state to the effect that it is unbiased, and is given huge rewards and honors for doing so.

    or even total public ignorance. It''s a tradition to take up some profession when you''re young, as Petra does on the magician''s (wizard) path.

    Pavel Chernov also has experience in public service to a certain chamber of commerce, and although he cannot be said to be a specialist, he knows a lot about commerce.

    "So many merchants are sending out ships knowing the danger."

    "Exactly"

    Pavel snorted at Captain Evan, who affirmed lightly. Had it not been for Yut or Valtroude, it could have erupted.

    "Except not everything. The Southern continent isn''t just a hot place, either. I''ve never been there, but it''s a cold land far south."

    "Heh."

    To a story that only seems to Pavel to see, Yut nodded as interesting, and began to turn the book again.

    "Even if that''s true, it doesn''t mean spices can be grown in this neighborhood"

    Clearly, we don''t need to get on with this uncertain story. I guess the fact that the Holy Virgin of Helenonia does not say anything is not an obvious falsehood or fraud. I have full confidence in Valtrude''s ¡°intuition¡±, which has been proven in previous projects, apart from this.

    "Sure, it seems so"

    Next to Pavel Chernov, Yut, who was turning the book - Pluralistic Daiichi - raised his face. Slightly, I''m smiling.

    "What is it, really?

    "Of course I''ll explain."

    Don''t use words and gaze at your fianc¨¦e saying don''t be self complete, and Yut tells everyone about the findings.

    "Looks like pepper is pretty hard, but I think we can grow chili over here"

    I wondered how words of Chinese origin were translated, but it seemed to make sense for now.

    "Is that true?

    "If you mean you can yut, I guess so"

    "Well, I don''t know if I have to try."

    On second thought, chili can be grown in Japan, and silk used to be a specialty. With the climatic conditions under which rice can be made, that won''t be the only thing you can do.

    "But are peppers and sugar cane harsh if not greenhouses?"

    Glass iron (crystal iron) should make greenhouses. Glass would be fine, but I wouldn''t have to worry about the greenhouse breaking down with hail, like the animated work of children''s literature I saw as a child if it were Bold Iron. It is very important for the mental health of Yut and Akane.

    However, the costs are difficult to manage anyway.

    "The soil is going to be all right with that insectician (Insectian) soil..."

    "Yut, you''re going to your own world without clapping again."

    "Oops, excuse me"

    Valtrude brings her fianc¨¦e back to reality with a sarcastic yet reluctant allegation.

    Both the attacking senator and the captain stared at the Great Mage (Arch Mage) with bewildered eyes.

    "In the meantime, is it about chili and silk?

    "No. There are other imos that grow even in the wasteland and red, sour fruits"

    I don''t even have to look into that. Potatoes and, you know, tomatoes.

    Both, I may as well bring in seed potatoes and seedlings from Earth, but I have decided not to do that.

    But it looks like a double standard, but if it originally existed in the Brewers, I wouldn''t reject it. And then, it''s a matter of balance.

    "Nice."

    Yut was quite on board with this business plan. More importantly, there is the Hellenonian God thing.

    The goddess gave it to me that I would need a ship. Absolutely, there had to be a reason.

    Yut himself may not be able to go, but sending Larsia with him, for example, as captain of the Tubassa, would also depend on him, but it would not be bad.

    If not, it will help relieve Larsia''s stress.

    "That''s right. If there is a way to avoid septicaemia, is it okay for the fleet to be smaller?

    "What do you mean, it''s"

    When it was too important and I had too much hands, Petra threw the judgment round me.

    The effect was dramatic.

    "What do you say?

    "That, of course... But..."

    Captain Even turns his eyes round, as does Pavel Chernov.

    It''s the second time in his life he''s heard so many bad stories about his heart. Ever since my wife was cursed by the devil and told me that my daughter would be an adventurer.

    "One last thing"

    But Yut goes on to say that detailed explanations are good later.

    "Spices and silk should be supplies you want to monopolize if you can over there. Is there a way you can get it and grow it?"

    "... there are both"

    With hesitation, Captain Evan clearly affirmed.

    "No lies"

    "I see."

    To his fianc¨¦e''s words, Yut thinks with his eyes closed.

    "That means, well. Changing signs."

    Dangerous, I almost got fooled.

    No, you were good with them. I just don''t feel bad.

    "Captain Evan, your plan is, immigration. We''re bringing every person who grows a rare product here."

    "... you''re right"

    You noticed, the shallow, dark-skinned sea man shook his blushing head to acknowledge Yut''s words.

    And tell the real story.

    "Why rich people make money. That''s easy. Because we don''t share profits with other people."

    "That''s too unilateral"

    "I don''t think the attacking senator can tell, but some people make their slaves work without eating or eating, selling away what they grow up to earn a great deal of wealth."

    Outrage, or are there other circumstances?

    Anger in the voice and eyes of a man of the sea - real emotions dwell.

    "It''s like a plantation..."

    The form of production I feel I learned in my geography class.

    Remembering that, Yut overlaps words.

    "You said you''d bring that slave, but you wouldn''t just give it to him, would you?

    "... oh"

    "Are you kidding me? That''s the big problem."

    That''s why Ibn kept his mouth shut too.

    A murderous reception room is surrounded by awkward silence.

    "If that''s the case, it''s easy to talk about"

    It was the Virgin of Helenonia who broke it.

    "There must be no abandonment of a people who are also treated as such righteous. I can''t throw it away any more than I know."

    "That''s right..."

    "You can send cleric warriors and diocesan knights from the Temple of Helenonia"

    Temple, an institution independent of the state.

    If it is an action in accordance with that doctrine, there should also be room to defend it.

    "Mr. Pavel."

    "That''s not exactly what we can do at the Chamber of Commerce."

    Worst of all, it''s possible this evening was happening independently. I''m just glad I figured that out beforehand.

    "Let''s talk to Congress"

    Pavel Chernov was relieved not to be at his worst, but if a meadow species (Magner) were here, he might have said, "If you engage with Yut, you''ll do more work around you, too," etc.

 232 6. Two Business Negotiations (After)

    "How did that man come to think of saving a people who were being abused"

    At the same time that the door of the reception room closes, Valtrude speaks out his doubts.

    Keep your gaze on the door. to Evan''s back, who walked out of there, as if he were asking.

    "Come on? I can think of a lot of things."

    It would be a private matter, and Yut didn''t dare to try to confirm it either. If you want to hear it, you''ll talk from the other side, and it might be revealed in the interrogation that the Folio-Farina government will be conducting.

    As for Yut, it was only enough that Valtrude affirmed that there was no lie in the word that he wanted to help the people.

    "But I''m not under the impression that you''re angry or that you believe in justice."

    "People should have that feeling at least"

    "What I think and what I do is different again."

    Despite public, Yut took her fianc¨¦e''s hand with dignity. tangle your fingers between your fingers and tell them how you feel.

    I know what you''re trying to say.

    Maybe he was just happy with the skinship, but Valtrude didn''t say anything more.

    As a pavel dressed as a hit, it''s best to look and pretend not to see.

    But he''s also married. I also have memories between me and my wife, "I was young back then," with far-sighted nostalgia.

    People who fall in love are the ones whose hurdles of shame fall on their own. Without even thinking about the damage to your future self.

    "But I can make some assumptions. Perhaps it should be called evil pushing."

    Archmage opens her mouth as she holds the hand of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Pavel also listened as she wanted to show this sight to her wife.

    "First of all, Captain Even didn''t seem to be from around here. Maybe he''s hometown with the slaves who want to free him. I''m not sure what other people live around here, so maybe it''s off target."

    There''s no way Valtrude can answer what Yut doesn''t know. Even if Pavel is interested in the products of the South, it is somehow about a remote land, the inhabitants of the Southern continent have only a degree of knowledge that the skin colour seems to be intense.

    "And then it seemed that Captain Even had been to the South many times. Out of the blue, you owe those who are being abused, or you fell in love with one of the women, or something like that."

    "Isn''t that a great story"

    Then why don''t you tell me, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia swells her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

    Such a beautiful, cute and charming girlfriend too. I accidentally wanted to follow it with my finger, but I managed to restrain myself.

    "It''s just an imagination."

    It would have been dangerous if I hadn''t held hands.

    My mouth moves apart from such thoughts.

    "Besides, if it''s true, I guess I''m ashamed to say it."

    None of this is just an imagination.

    But rather than because there''s resentment against the person surrounding the slave, or simply because it''s going to be gold - it is.

    "Well, that''s the last time."

    "Yes... No, that too."

    The last time I turned it around, I had no other intention, but as a pavel, I didn''t even think I needed to listen. But there are earlier examples. I can''t even pay for the front door right now, so I should get to my stomach.

    "What''s that supposed to mean?

    "I guess it''s Val''s area of preference"

    She is asked to be present without a detailed explanation because she does not want to give preconceptions and because it is difficult to communicate in advance because the letters cannot be read.

    That''s a different story, but until now none of the business talks have been as interesting as Valtrude would have shown.

    Show Russian motivation and shine your eyes.

    At the same time, there''s a knock.

    At the same time that Pavel was allowed to enter the room, the two of them took their hands off and welcomed visitors.

    I didn''t leave it unconscious and connected, it didn''t seem.

    Not realizing the wondrous congressman rather than Mandarin, Yut recommended a seat to the last prospective investor.

    "You''re Mr. Urdan. You think they make special (...) crafts?"

    "Ha..."

    "Mr. Urdan?

    "Oh, I''m sorry about this"

    As if he had woken from a dream, he made his dwelling right in advance and wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand.

    It was viewed by Valtrude, who is present, but I can''t help it. Rather, it''s a normal reaction. Captain Evan would be a special example.

    "Yes. I heard rumors from a courteous chamber of commerce. We asked you today as a representative of the village."

    The man known as Urdan, unlike Captain Ibn earlier, was a young man of white colour. Are you in your mid-20s? Feeling light-hearted, short, and uncharacteristic on the face.

    But there were numerous scars on both hands, eloquently telling the story of his profession.

    "Our village produces dragon crafts"

    "Dragon Crafts?

    If she''s never heard of it, she twists her neck. Do they even create woodworks that are elephant of dragons?

    "Yes, I think it would be better if you took a look at the real thing"

    Pavel Chernov gives him permission not to look at Valtrude as much as possible and makes him carry some crates from outside the room.

    As soon as I opened that lid, an exclamation leaked from the Cathedral Knight.

    "Oh, Dragon Scale armor."

    She sparkled her eyes, without even saying no - rather than even coming up with it - and took the armor out of the crate.

    Just the upper body part, there would be 10 kilograms. However, without making any such weight feel, check the overall form, touch the joint so as to stroke it, and check the strength.

    It''s like spreading trendy clothes.

    "Yes, near the village, there was a dragon graveyard..."

    Dragons are supposed to have a lifespan of around hundreds to a thousand years.

    Of course, depending on the type, the longevity dragon disposes of the accumulated treasure somewhere and flies off to the graveyard of the dragon, which has also been confirmed in several places in the Brewers.

    Some argue that it elevates to spiritual existence, while others argue that it is instinctive and not reasonably explainable.

    All I know is that its remains only decay, and no other dragon interferes with it in an attempt to be taken away.

    I guess the ancestors of the Urdans are displaced people who were chased home for some reason.

    Even though there is no real harm, we have had to create a second home in that creepy land, and we have honed our moves for a living.

    "You have a sword too."

    "Yes, that''s a sharpened nail or fang."

    Valtrude takes out a long sword of dragon fangs, shakes it up, swings it down, twists it aside, and shows off its mould as if to make sure it is balanced.

    Practical, void free movement.

    At the same time, it was a streamlined sword dance.

    "Mm-hmm. That''s quite a business."

    All are handmade by skilled artisans (masterwork).

    The Cathedral Knight spares no praise for the wonderful display.

    "but less in demand"

    The sober allegations of the assailant brought everyone back to reality.

    Valtrude also takes his sword to the crate, and we all head back to the couch in the reception room.

    "You''re right. The villagers are all going to make good things."

    "Well, you are..."

    Dragon scale armor combines defensive performance comparable to metal armor with leather armor flexibility. In addition, although somewhat, armor and shields made of red dragon (Red Dragon) scales are resistant to attacks belonging to the source of fire.

    The benefits are enormous, but that''s all.

    Firstly, because of the problem of the number of materials and dragon craftsmen, mass production is not possible. If so, requests will also flow to blacksmiths such as Dwarves. It is also more expensive for the same reason. Given the interests of further intermediaries, it cannot even be cheaper. And the lack of dragon craftsmen also creates anxiety about maintenance.

    "Actually, the benefits of dragon material can be more or less reproduced if you grant or demonize spells later."

    "Speaking of which, wasn''t there a price for demonization and that much opening..."

    As a result, demand is limited for some layers that do not like metal armor as in Exile.

    The weapon also boasted a cut as if it had forged iron, but that also meant it was good with iron.

    Also, it is common sense that dragons become more powerful the older they get, but do you mean the same if they are turned into wreckage, or if they become ingredients, the difference does not change quality just in quantity.

    Jonah and Exile have hunted ice dragons before to redeem money, but at best it was only a few hundred pieces of gold - about one car if it was in Japanese yen.

    It''s cheap given the hard work, and there''s more to being bound to such ¡°terminal money¡± than having dragon treasures.

    "If there was no science spell, and the world was fighting with bronze, it would have been awesome."

    "In that state, it''s better to hunt dragons."

    No one pointed out that it was more awesome to view the dragon as an object of hunting - and neither Pavel nor Urdan kept silent.

    "It''s the right situation, and it depends on your visit to consult with me rather than staying thin."

    "That shouldn''t have been the spirit..."

    At first, he was looking for a human being who could be entrusted with the management of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce. But yes, such a delicacy did not show up, shifting from one good to an investment in someone with an idea of a business.

    But this is too deviant.

    "I wanted to ask..."

    Yut knows that too.

    I know and I''m seeing you because I wanted to check with an expert once.

    "Does that have to be weapons or armor?

    "Say?

    "From a dragon, can''t you make clothes or something?

    "Yut, are you going to do it even under your armor?

    Wear dragon-derived clothing under armor such as iron, magic silver (mistletoe), and adamantine. Certainly then, there will be no competition.

    "Still good, but for once, what happens if you throw away the idea of weapons and armor"

    "Become... ho... ho..."

    Dragon craftsman Urdan snapped to a groan, saying he never thought of that. Sure, if you ask me, you''re right.

    "Scales, huh? That won''t be clothes."

    "No, we call it dragon scale armor, but we also use skins"

    Urdan wanders through the void, remembering the touch of dragon skin.

    Indeed, depending on the processing method, clothing may also be made. No, I can.

    "That''s right. Then the scales are crushed and even dyed..."

    Besides, areas that could not be used for weapons might change the story when it comes to building something else.

    A new challenge as a dragon craftsman.

    To that hunch, Urdan''s body trembled and, more than that, he couldn''t stop thinking either. I can think of as many things as I want to go back to the village to confirm right now.

    "I don''t think you''ll know unless you try, but if it''s going to work as a material for your clothes, can I ask Zhuyin to sell it in Vermilio"

    "If that''s what you mean..."

    Sure, it could turn into something.

    Soon, Pavel, too, couldn''t object to being tough.

    "Mm-hmm. Clothes..."

    As the Virgin of Helenonia, the conclusion remains dissatisfaction.

    "Well, depending on the results of your research, even weapons and protective equipment could break through."

    In the meantime, as in the case of the Bold Iron (Crystal Iron), I decided to invest five thousand gold coins and have them explore various possibilities.

    However, there was also the opinion of Pavel that this amount was capped rather than given at once.

    (Until another idea, couldn''t you say...)

    While I consider it a reasonable conclusion, I remain somewhat dissatisfied.

    As a matter of fact, is it the corpse of a monster other than a dragon, and no useful site exists? I want you to confirm it because I''m going to procure it - I also had the idea.

    Apparently, that was going to be a challenge for the future.

    Objectively, you look like you like it and you''re getting more jobs, Yut, but that''s not true.

    "That''s it, it''s over..."

    Exhale loudly and leave your weight on the couch, immersed in a sense of liberation.

    But that won''t last long either.

    "And then, with Verga..."

    Due date specified by the Redhead Empress.

    Dating day, was approaching right there.

 233 7. Beloved Heart

    The Yuts, who separated Dueira Chamber of Commerce related work - other humans, including Pavel, are in trouble from now on - had left the Chernov residence to move their stronghold to the Tubasa.

    There, in the harbor, but not at sea.

    Hating for the beautiful shadow to stand out, it docks in a warehouse near the harbor - although I don''t know if it can be said - it does.

    Because of its special abilities, it was not a problem to go ashore, and the warehouse made a hole in the wall with a spell called "Wood Molding (Shape Wood)," and blocked it with the same spell.

    There were no witnesses and there was no suspicious noise because they moved at night.

    I didn''t set up a prank, but Yut is immersed in a strange sense of accomplishment. Larsia and Yona are similar, so maybe it''s close to the situation that the kid got a secret base.

    "What''s this?

    I refrained from dating Verga the next day, that night.

    Inside the cabin of the Tubassa, Yut was welcoming visitors.

    "You''ll see."

    "If possible, I''d like an explanation before I do."

    A serious view of the booklet given to me by Akane - printed with a printer and put together on a stapler - gives Yuut a voice of confusion while sitting in bed.

    "Fine."

    The visitor girl, who royally sits in front of him, ties her lips as if she were angry and doesn''t even try to gaze at him. All over his body, he said the act was unwillingness.

    When she does that with a flashy face, it''s also slightly intimidating from the edge. Of course, Yut didn''t feel that way though.

    "What the...?

    I came in with my childhood friends, and the other two fianc¨¦es were silent.

    What can be read from that expression, such as unwillingness and perplexity?

    (Well, read it and you''ll see)

    Even so, I can''t help it.

    Yut remembered what it was like to discover treasure objects (artifacts) during his adventurous years.

    That all the evils of this world are written down, and you gain the power of evil just by looking through them.

    Valtrude was awarded the Divine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword, for destroying a disastrous book because it was worn on a man''s skin.

    It''s not as rare as encountering such treasure equipment, and Acorn isn''t supposed to try to give it to you.

    But somehow I remembered.

    "Brave Man"

    "Oh......"

    Encouraged again, finally receive. I looked at that first page and the first question - what is this - was iced away.

    "Folio-Farina Dating Spots......?

    He was out to put this together, apparently. But then the next question arises.

    In other words...

    "Why are you giving me this?

    After your "date" with Verga, does that mean you want me to take you?

    Of course, I thought we needed to make up for something. Although there are many ongoing projects, new and important projects could be generally handled.

    I''m sorry I''m behind you, but I can afford to go around looking at Folio-Farina for about a week.

    "For preview."

    "I knew it, right"

    Parallax and turned the printed out paperwork. Formats and circumstances vary, but after returning to Earth, I recall the presentation materials my father put together.

    "Tomorrow."

    Tomorrow?

    Tomorrow, the day of your promise to Verga.

    "Momentary Mobility (Teleport) is not an endless use. Exactly, double booking is tough."

    "What are you talking about?"

    "Huh? You''re going on that date with the Zhu Yans, right?

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    Apparently not.

    Where did the difference in button hanging occur?

    It was unexpectedly Valtrude who pointed that out.

    "Dating Verga...... No, I want it as a reference for the meeting."

    She didn''t want to call it a date, she tells it with a voice and expression that seems complicated.

    "Brave man, you haven''t thought about a date course or anything with all your work, have you?

    "Ugh, well..."

    "I know you''ve been busy. So we looked around instead"

    "Well, I added Yona and Larsia along the way, so I might be biased..."

    Yut couldn''t say anything.

    I lifted my eyes out of the paperwork as I sat in bed and just stared at the three fianc¨¦es in the cabin.

    "It''s an enemy in many ways, but it''s an enemy. But there''s not much they''re aware of."

    "... I don''t mean it though. I don''t mean it very well."

    "But I''m sure I owe you one."

    It''s too complicated to even know your own true intentions.

    It was such a yut, but there''s only one thing I know.

    "Thanks"

    It wouldn''t be pleasant for you to accept a date.

    You didn''t abandon a man like this.

    You even think about them.

    Thank you. I''m done with that.

    "Well, let''s get this over with -"

    You can''t look down, and there''s a good chance Verga will escort you, but there''s no harm in knowing. Drop your gaze on the material to keep it in mind......

    "Uh..."

    None of the three of them tried to get out of the room.

    Acorns are garlic - I mean, like Larsia and Ritna - smile, and Valtrude combines with the white fingertips that are usually there to wield the Kamikaze Sword, Divine Subjugator.

    Alcia, too, is blushing her cheeks and turning sideways.

    "I hope memorization involves something."

    "Is that a talk?

    "When you''re a knight, you slap your shoulder with a sword, don''t you?

    "Oh. So?

    "In the first place, that sounds like you''ve been bintered, isn''t it? Combined with shocking events, it can make an impression."

    With a meaningful look, a childhood friend in maid clothes sits beside the bed.

    Apart from maid clothes, this is a situation that has happened several times since I was on Earth. Yut shakes the words a lot better, not the behavior.

    That was the failure.

    "So..."

    Suddenly, my lips were blocked.

    I may have hit my teeth with complete unintentions, but I''m not even sure about that.

    To the brain, only the softness of the lips touching it is transmitted as information.

    When that shock comes to a paragraph, then, sweetness.

    It''s not really sweet. The spirit feels it, not the taste.

    "Pu is...... eh. You surprised me, didn''t you?

    "Oh, it''s obvious."

    A tone and expression that can only be described as a little devil.

    But even Acorn couldn''t afford that much. Now I just have to push with momentum. Soldiers respect awkward speed.

    "All right, then. I''ll keep going."

    "Let, demand an explanation!

    "Should I explain?

    "Ugh..."

    That''s not what it is, such as extinguishing Yut.

    Not rejected.

    Naturally, I''m pushed back by that fact, and now I turn my face to my ear, not my lips.

    "First of all, the brave man would read that datespot summary, wouldn''t he?

    "That premise is strange"

    "In the meantime, we''ll kiss, won''t we?

    "Me... us?

    Unexpectedly, I see the two of them on the wall.

    Neither Valtrude nor, naturally, Alcia could gaze at each other - neither of them denied it, nor left the cabin.

    "That''s right."

    Once a man sees it, Acorn affirms himself extremely naturally with a smile that misunderstands him as concerned.

    "You want me to kiss you so you can remember your date spot properly?

    "The other way around. When you go to that place, you make sure you remember us."

    "What?"

    Again, my lips are blocked.

    Now we could afford each other more than we did earlier.

    Close your eyes - but it doesn''t make sense, so reach out with the paperwork so you can see it over Acorn''s head.

    But this was impossible.

    Exhalation mixes, pleasure flows from the areas it touches, and a childhood friend is present at the edge of his vision desperately clinging to his lips. I want to stroke her chestnut hair, not some paperwork.

    "No? Concentrate."

    But I get caution as I see it.

    (Don''t be lame!

    Though I don''t think so, I couldn''t force it off or vice versa.

    Keep it that way, a few seconds, a few minutes, a few dozen minutes?

    I don''t know how much time has passed. Yut today would have been the most divergent person in the world between real time and physical time.

    Anyway, about 30% of the way through, the acorn with the bright red face left. Fix the messy clothes, I''ll fix Yut too, and I''ll cough gently.

    "I told you before, didn''t I?

    "Clearly, he said he had an idea to shake off the temptation"

    It was the Archbishop (Patriarch), wearing a crimson eyelid, who took over the word from his childhood friend.

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    "It''s Alcia."

    And it wasn''t just words that took over.

    She also lowers her back to that place where the acorn was and hesitates to bring her lips closer.

    I don''t have the option to refuse.

    "Arcia......"

    Excitement and tension.

    As a result of both, Yut''s throat was dry. I got a slightly crouched voice, but still Arcia smiles happily.

    And I tend to hesitate to overlap my lips--

    "Muggle."

    Without hesitation, he let his tongue penetrate Yut''s mouth.

    Stay tangled in your fianc¨¦e''s tongue and ravaged.

    (Wow, wow)

    I''m not making a scene where I read the material anymore.

    I have some idea where I remembered this behavior, but I can''t afford to consider it.

    I just desperately move my tongue, tangle it, and entrust myself to that act of glancing my teeth through my gums.

    "Ha, ha..."

    "Huh, ahhh..."

    A silver bridge connected the two of them when he let them out of breath.

    "... have you done too much?

    "Yes, the hardest part is, isn''t it a good thing"

    I don''t know what you''re talking about anymore.

    "Shh, that was amazing. Alcia."

    "Hey, manga helps."

    ".................. hi"

    He returned to me with a voice in the field.

    With a small scream, Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter retires.

    "Then it''s my turn."

    Were you already ready, Valtrude moves forward?

    - Right hand and right foot, then left hand and left foot at the same time.

    "Yu, let''s go"

    "Oh, wow."

    It''s not the voice of lovers trying to overlap their lips.

    "What..."

    And the lips actually (...) didn''t overlap.

    "Ha-ha-ha..."

    Her adorable elastic lips sucked on Yut''s neck. To an unexpected attack, Yut is flirted with again.

    "Yut, read it properly"

    "... I get it."

    That''s what I''m doing, my eyes complain more beautiful and worthy than gems.

    "No marks on it."

    Unfortunately, Valtrude said.

    For once, they think that''s rude to Verga.

    "But the other guy is that Verga. I don''t know where or what I''m going to do."

    The Cathedral Knight, the Archmage''s favorite, is horseback ridden and deafened to push him down as he is.

    "Val..."

    "Remember me properly... dude"

    Rain a kiss on your forehead, as if to instill a dear love.

    Next, twist your cheeks with your lips, as if marking them with your tongue.

    Saliva, sticky face, but no discomfort.

    It was just a dream.

    "Hmm. It wouldn''t get in the way here"

    "Hey."

    At the end of the day, move away from your face, unbuttoning your uniform and leaning your lips against your clavicles and chest.

    Sure, this would make the paperwork easy to read. It''s a serious girlfriend consideration.

    (That''s not the problem!

    A sight I never imagined.

    An act I didn''t even dream of.

    In the end, still.

    Though completely flirted with, only Yut''s eyes followed the letter of the paperwork.

    (This isn''t the opposite...)

    That''s what I thought, once I read it to the end.

    Looking down at the two rough exhaling people, Akane, the mastermind - Yut was sure - mouths a shocking dialogue.

    "Come on, second circle."

    "Are you serious?"

    The intercession of love lasted until that late night.

    The next day.

    Yut was visiting one designated place.

    The Valtrudes are on the Tubassa. Vainamarinen and I never let him see his face, but I guess he''s somewhere.

    (Normal Mind, Normal Mind)

    Don''t get rash no matter what.

    That would be courtesy to my fianc¨¦es who literally put up their bodies.

    Such determination broke away in seconds of things.

    "Son-in-law, I''ve been waiting for you."

    I''m not late for time.

    What she''s saying is a few months after she made the promise. I''ve been waiting for this time with thoughts of a thousand autumns. I guess that''s what this is about.

    The meeting point is the centre of Folio-Farina, the entrance to the Hundred Floor Labyrinth.

    So, Verga waited.

    "Yukata..."

    Verga ties the burning redhead to the ponytail and smiles well.

    The evil demigod waited for Yut in a bright blue yukata with colorful flowers.

    "How is it? What does the concubine herself say, would it look good on you?

    Yukata looks better slender.

    As has often been said, of course, exceptions exist.

    "Oh......"

    In the end, whatever you wear is attractive.

    It was a yut I had spent with the most exceptional of all: Valtrude, but to the other exception, I was reminded of it again.

 234 8. With Verga at Folio-Farina (previous)

    "Hehe. You sound surprised."

    With the kid who succeeded in the prank - even with a smile too luscious to describe, the red-haired empress approaches Yut.

    You wouldn''t get used to it. Wearing grass. Note, no, that''s why. I can only stir up my desires by walking like that if I don''t.

    "Why..."

    "Why not?

    "No, you bought it when you came to Earth"

    I had a strong impression I was young then, and it didn''t tie together. Plus, it''s a big costume for a slutty girlfriend to wear.

    The blue yukata hem is naturally even underfoot and he also wears a foot pocket. With the exception of the face, the complexion is about two hands and a nod.

    The fabric embellished with flowers is also too clean compared to the image it held in Verga, although it is gorgeous.

    That''s why I shot Yut in the heart.

    I was made unconsciously to act like that with Valtrude and the others.

    First of all, the concubine won.

    "Was it a battle?

    "Of course. That''s what men and women are for. It''s from my mother."

    Even the loss was given back lightly, and I had to admit the loss.

    "So let''s go."

    Verga takes Yut''s arm in a truly insignificant motion and tangles with it himself.

    I noticed her act because I suddenly felt the scent of flowers rather than the feeling over the yukata. Next, Verga''s exhalation and heartbeat.

    From the edge, I can only see her stylish for a fireworks date and her invincible boyfriend. Still, she has a happier, sluttier smile.

    "Oh......"

    Traditionally, I would have unwittingly shaken it off. But from the evil demigod - so much so that I can begin to describe it - I can''t feel evil.

    Besides, this is a date.

    He''ll be watching. Vainamarinen, he''s not saying anything.

    (That doesn''t mean it''s illegal. No, there won''t be any law. I mean, I just have to accept it)

    Yes, it was a yuut to accept calmly in a way, but if it had been him a while back, apart from the question of whether or not the other person was Verga, he would have taken a surprising distance.

    It was a yuut that came with weird resistance, in a different part from the intent of the originator, Akane.

    Folio-Farina is a city with an ancient history.

    The covenant of the gods of good and evil - the legendary land where the Blue Covenant (Brewers) was made.

    But at the same time, it was a place of difficulty.

    The cause is, needless to say, the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    One pillar of the demons (Demon Road), sealed in the deepest part of it, overflowed with monsters produced one after the other by Coeli Renato, Mother of Invisibility, and began to spread throughout Folio Island like wine that polluted the tablecloth.

    The very existence of Koelirenato was not known until Vainamarinen and others stepped through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, but the surrounding countries cannot sit either. He sent in a number of knights, soldiers and adventurers and, after a long battle, managed to contain them successfully.

    The first wall is built as if it covers the entrance to the 100-story labyrinth. The nine heroes active in the battle stayed inside and entrusted themselves with monitoring the labyrinth.

    This is the basis for the Folio-Farina''s hereditary senators, which continues now.

    Subsequently, when it was found that "flooding¡± would not occur by eliminating a certain number of monsters within the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, a bounty was given to encourage the Labyrinth Attack.

    The monsters in the labyrinth are also mysterious as to where they are brought in from, but they have been in possession of money and jewellery such as gold and silver coins, art such as paintings and sculptures, and magic equipment (magic items) including weapons and protective equipment, making them a great deal of money.

    Apart from that, Folio Island was also a major shock to maritime traffic. The land, a nodal point between East, West and North, naturally developed as long as the situation stabilized.

    As if in tandem with its prosperity, the walls of Folio-Farina became three layers, making it the largest city in the world.

    "But I''ve been attacked by the Verga Empire"

    "It would be ''so'' rather than ''but''"

    Without getting any worse, the queen, draped with her redhead tied around her back, answers the archmage (Arch Mage), who supplements beside her.

    Now they were moving from the entrance to the 100-story labyrinth, which was the meeting point, and taking a leisurely look around the Folio-Farina Historical Archives nearby.

    There are no figures around.

    Completely, just the two of us.

    It shouldn''t be at all unrecognized because we pay the entrance fee at the entrance, but the extra people seem to be rigged to stay away.

    By the way, naturally, I guess so, but I was remembering the act of being acorned when I heard you were going here.

    Unconsciously, my throat rings.

    The evil demigod is in a superior mood, even as he suddenly turns his surprise gaze to Yuut, who blushes.

    Thus, as my childhood friend thought, I no longer only became aware of Verga, but at the same time a new quest arose that what had been done should not be known.

    Last time I was found out. It was more obvious than seeing fire to do something more radical, as if overriding.

    "Well, that''s interesting."

    "though plain"

    "Bring him in, and you''ll say it."

    I thought your son-in-law might like it.

    Sure, it''s plain as a date spot, but it fits Yut''s taste. He could not return to Verga with his arms in his arms.

    When I accidentally take my gaze off, now I see a noose that has become dewy.

    (Chill, chill)

    Yes, I told myself, and Yut moves his gaze from the red-haired empress herself into the building.

    The building was equipped with a magic fixture to ensure light and exhibit historic objects.

    Impressions are like the city''s library.

    Now the corner on the formation of Folio-Farina is over, and from now on the exhibition on the establishment of Parliament and the Path Finders will follow.

    Until then if I say propaganda, but the content is quite interesting.

    Such an exhibit and Verga in yukata seemed conflicting, but for some reason it was accepted without much doubt.

    "There''s plenty of land there, what''s wrong with taking it?

    "You''ve got to be sorry."

    "That''s right. It''s worse to be robbed."

    "Well, I don''t think we can all be rich and happy."

    Still, I don''t agree with the rationale of taking it away and being natural.

    "As I have said many times, if we are to cut off the likeness of our empire as evil, let us change it with the goodness of our son-in-law"

    "That''s out of my hands, and I don''t know what''s gonna happen"

    "I see. It could corrupt you with your concubine''s poisonous fangs."

    "... don''t let the party say it"

    Originally, the merchants, who operated the city on a council system by the Folio-Farina Nine, but began rapidly to have power, reinforce their rebellion against it.

    It was the Parliament of Folio-Farina that gave birth in the process.

    Reading such descriptions, Yut sleeves Verga''s invitation.

    "But so is my son-in-law''s hometown, but democratic elections are a long way from home."

    "You want to say something about popular folly politics?

    "No. I don''t think it''s... inefficient."

    You can''t just not look at her more than have a conversation.

    I can''t even take my eyes off Verga''s side looking for the right words to put my finger on my lips. More than that, I can''t do anything to that lip.

    Yut concentrated his consciousness on hearing, not vision.

    "It''s good to make a decision by yourself"

    "It would be dictatorship"

    "Isn''t that what your son-in-law is doing?"

    "Me?

    Sure, he wasn''t elected in the election.

    But it''s unwillingness to be called a dictator.

    "Don''t look like that. The concubine praises you."

    "I don''t think so."

    Apparently the dissatisfaction was on his face.

    Use your empty hands to rub your cheeks and calm down.

    "I entrust it to one who is competent in everything. The generals and officials become the hands and feet that embody their will, and the people dedicate their lives to the rulers. That would be the strongest nation"

    "Who guarantees the sanity of that dictator?

    "So what will the Son-in-law do if he says that his concubine has craved a spouse?

    "Knock."

    Got hit.

    Totally, in the palm of my hand.

    No, is it dictated?

    Either way, that was dangerous.

    (Thanks for the weird idea of Zhuyin)

    Had it not been for that one, I might have flustered.

    And if you show the gap, that red-haired empress will attack you abruptly.

    "Well, that''s just too plain here. I wonder if I''ll roll out to something called window shopping next."

    "Oh. I can''t help but look at the exhibit of Mr. Jii and the others. But there won''t be windows when it comes to window shopping."

    "What do you say? Outreach, maybe even whores will find out."

    "What kind of date?"

    "Well, enjoy watching..."

    Verga is untrusted. But he laughed joyfully with a lustful look.

 235 9. With Verga at Folio-Farina (Medium)

    Yut can''t say anything to her smile like that, and the two go straight through the First Wall and move to the Old Town.

    Called the Old Town, but spreading between the first and second walls, this is the heart of Folio-Farina. It''s not that big, but it has many shops and multiple markets.

    In the Brewers today, it was even out of common sense.

    "It''s been a while since we''ve been around here."

    "It''s funny, too."

    Yut looks around as he walks along an old but well-maintained cobblestone path. I was aware without having to be pointed out that my thoughts were not normal, but I can''t move the facts.

    The headquarters of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce is also on the corner of this old town, but I couldn''t afford to look around. Before that, when you got rid of Petra or when you came shopping as an adventurer?

    Either way, it hasn''t been a mistake in a long time.

    "Well, good. That''s what makes it rewarding."

    Take a few steps further and then look back and the evil demigod laughs at the slut. In conjunction with the movement, the redhead ponytail swayed.

    "No, it''s just been a long time since I''ve actually looked around, and I know exactly what kind of store there is."

    "Hmm. For example?

    "A store that sells magic equipment."

    "My concubine loves to be presented with such an expensive product."

    "How many flights?"

    Heavy buildings in old style with wooden towers only on the roof and new buildings with a higher and lighter impression than that. The township where they live together.

    Two people who are not just putting their arms around each other but are not going to leave.

    "Good, never mind. A concubine is a woman who can take the weight of love."

    "Why I''m the bad guy"

    "That''s for the rest of the fun. - Hmm?

    Suddenly, Verga stopped.

    Yut also stops worried about what happened with the unfamiliar grass.

    "No. It doesn''t matter - but my son-in-law"

    "Hmm?"

    The red-haired empress is staring and pointing at a street. It''s almost noon, but an idle place. In the meantime, it doesn''t look like something went wrong underfoot.

    "What''s going on?

    But I don''t know what''s out there. There was also no mention in Acorn''s summary dossier.

    "Is there a store ahead where you can find ''merchandise'' through the window?

    "Oh man."

    Where I was joking and talking earlier. It wasn''t so "uvu" that I didn''t know that, but of course, I''ve never used it. There can''t be.

    "Hey, it''s still this time. We won''t be doing business properly."

    "Oh, yeah."

    "But let''s take a tour."

    That''s what I said, Verga trying to take Yut''s hand. I don''t know what you want a couple to go peek at the whorehouse for, but you can''t follow. Absolutely.

    At the same time as he resisted being taken, the siren sounded.

    "Yes, sooo poo"

    A single meadow species (Magner) appeared in the background, lowering the whistle used by the soccer referee from his neck when he got it.

    "Larsia, why are you..."

    Beyond that, I was speechless.

    I guess he used some sort of spell of transparency, but that can''t be enough to hide him from the evil demigod. He must have been using covert skills.

    Moreover, fully armed with the usual leather armor and carrying bows and arrows.

    "The great sage told me that I would leave you to it because I have some concerns. I resisted. You have no choice but to make an offer from the Great Sage, do you, the Great Sage?"

    "Right..."

    Vainamarinen apparently outsourced his surveillance assignment. I know it''s unsolicited, but I can''t even enforce it. Verga was also listening in silence, thinking that it was better than being restrained by the Great Sage.

    "Maybe Yona''s somewhere too..."

    "Well."

    "No, you''re not hiding it there"

    "I''m just hiding it. It''s funny!"

    "Yes, sir."

    What can you make me do to get that albino girl in the mood?

    (Worst case scenario, let''s leave it to Mr. Arcia)

    I make such a reality escape, and then I confront another reality - I hate it.

    "Hmm, does that mean Larsia came out?

    "Yes. So no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Keep going on the healthy route."

    "Well, if that''s the case, we don''t have a choice."

    Verga obeyed Lacia''s Judge, who whistled a happy peepy whistle. Don''t you have that much commitment, or do you think it''s going to matter later?

    Either way, Yut can''t hide his inner surprise in unexpected developments.

    "Yes, yes, yes. Come here, then."

    Push the back of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) and send him to his original destination, the Shopping District.

    But that didn''t end there.

    "Yut, yut"

    "Hmm?"

    "When you run south, you''re with me, right?

    "You''re not running away!

    The moment I raised my voice that way, Larsia''s figure had disappeared.

    I''m not completely gone, I guess I''m monitoring it transparently from somewhere, but I can''t see it anymore, so I''ll make it good.

    "Something bothers me, duh..."

    "Do you have any idea?

    "I''d say there is, but it''s a secret. Because a good woman should have it."

    "Well, I won''t force you to ask."

    Actually, I just wanted to make sure, but it''s hard to ask. Then you''d better throw a round at Vainamarinen.

    While subtly shifting responsibilities, the two walk out again.

    "As a matter of fact, my concubine has little experience in shopping."

    "I guess so."

    If you want something, make it give or take it away. Even on Earth, I guess I haven''t gone shopping in the narrow sense. Rather, I have trouble being here.

    "In other words, the first time a concubine is a son-in-law."

    "That would be an honor."

    "The reaction is thin and boring. Let''s get on the line with those cathedral knights."

    With that said, Verga buried his face in Yut''s chest and began to rattle his nose.

    You can smell it.

    "I don''t know. but I could tell by that reaction"

    Verga smiles at you.

    If it hadn''t been for Yut, he would have pushed it down on the spot. He was so slutty and too attractive by then.

    "Well, let''s go to that store first."

    "Clothes shop."

    There may be other nicknames that are more suitable, but they would be clothes shops because they sell clothes.

    It seems to be a famous store, and it was mentioned in the acorn materials. That reminds me, along with the feel of Alcia''s tongue.

    "How are you?

    "No. Nothing."

    To deceive, Yut opened the store door first.

    When he opens the thick stone wall and the heavy wooden door worthy of it, the middle-aged male clerk, who seems to have been waiting on the right side, bows his head.

    "Welcome"

    "Mm-hmm. Tell your son-in-law to look out for his clothes"

    It''s me.

    "Relieved but good. There''s money."

    "That was a word that made me anxious to hear, that"

    Look at the way people behave. I''ll shake them back.

    In the future, let''s be careful.

    "Yes, I did. Please wait."

    There are no other customers in the store that''s not that big.

    Also, like Japan - or Vermilio in Acorn or Regina - products are never hung. It''s the style that goes with the order and brings it from the back of the store.

    "It''s not a handheld rash."

    "That''s what it is."

    If you want to buy it right away, you should go to the market. This is a human shop where you can afford time and money. According to Acorn material, though.

    "Thank you for waiting"

    A middle-aged man returning in about five minutes lines up on a merchandise stand with a double let like Prince Alsace wore with his accustomed hand, and hemp clothes he doesn''t see around here.

    "You look like an Arab oil king."

    "It''s a favorite costume in the southern desert."

    "I see."

    When climatic conditions are close, clothes seem to resemble each other. Naturally, Verga was perceived differently.

    "My son-in-law?

    "What the fuck?"

    "This world and my son-in-law''s home are completely different"

    "Well, yeah."

    Magic, gods. And monsters.

    Therefore, the degree of scientific and technological development is also different.

    "Now let the son-in-law wear these clothes so that the concubine can wear these yukata"

    "Oh......"

    What Verga is trying to say, he finds out in disgust. Therefore, we can only strike a correlation.

    The evil demigod who looked at him with such a slutty grin suddenly raised one leg and jumped forward. Keep it rhythmic and skip around the store.

    "Are we talking gravity?

    "Well, that''s not all."

    It is good that the intention was conveyed immediately, but I am dissatisfied that it was not touched upon in Yukata in terms of accomplishing difficult exercise. But the Empress did not detain herself there and chose to proceed.

    "The Human Beings of the Brewers used the power of mystery in order to take them off the law of being unable to leave the earth"

    "On Earth, we built machines to fly"

    "Why did such a difference arise in two worlds close to values?

    "That''s because the ingredients you had are different"

    "Then why were they given different materials?

    Yut can''t answer.

    I don''t want to answer.

    "You''re trying to tell me it''s not a coincidence, right?

    So I return the question with a question.

    "The concubine, if his son-in-law is with him, abandons our empire now, and thinks he can go anywhere, east or south"

    The red-haired empress started a completely different story, as if to bewitch his cowardice like that.

    Hardly, I was able to follow that change.

    "So you can fulfill your brother-in-law to the kingdom of Rotosilt?

    "Wherever the concubine reigns, it''s our territory."

    In a terminal fact, Verga affirms Yut''s confirmation.

    "It looks humble and arrogant"

    That''s my son-in-law.

    I''ve done all I can for you. So accept me, too.

    If such reasoning does not make sense, Yut rejects it.

    "But why don''t we expand it a little bit?"

    "Enlargement?"

    "I don''t know. It doesn''t have to be this world, does it?

    "Are you going to steam that story back? I''ve decided to live in the Brewers."

    "Does that mean living with the Cathedral Knights?

    Yes. Exactly.

    But what is it?

    "I don''t mind laughing all the time... Concubines are two worlds. No, there may be others, but I''m wondering if there might be someone else who pulled the world''s picture."

    I''m not laughing.

    In fact, I''ve talked similar to Acorn.

    "Something higher created at least two worlds. Besides, as an experiment, give it a different environment. That''s what you''re trying to say, isn''t it?

    Verga nodded silently, accompanied by a passionate redhead.

    That ponytail and her yukata look remind me that I was on a date now.

    (No, is that a mistake in the first place)

    Dating.

    Yes, it must be a date.

    But the essence is solicitation.

    "Yes, I still want my son-in-law."

    "So, what do you say?"

    "Do we have to make sure it''s true? If you created it for a reason, it might be possible to erase it."

    "Don''t worry about that, you can''t live"

    "A concubine is not going to allow anything that could be a concubine''s and a concubine''s to be compromised by anything but a concubine."

    Greed, and arrogance.

    Perhaps the empress of today would best match the seven great sins that the world says.

    "To confirm that, you want Earth?

    A different perspective than the Brewers, advanced science and technology.

    If you''re serious about making sure of that, you won''t have a choice to leave it alone.

    "If you''re worried, that''s good too. Let the process be a pleasure too."

    There is no basis.

    It''s just a hypothesis. That, too, is not credible.

    "That''s right. Whether under a concubine or not, it will be necessary for the world to move towards one purpose."

    "So, dictator?"

    My concubine and my son-in-law.

    But the empress in the yukata says this.

    "You mean it could be one justice that is with Verga"

    "I don''t know."

    That straightforward affirmation is a tasteless, odorless poison.

    At first, in clothing.

    Next, with a bold hypothesis. Empress Verga flirting with Yut constantly.

    "Ma, now that you''ve struck a wedge, it''s a good idea."

    "Selfish."

    "Because it is a concubine."

    Not bad at all. Rather, that''s what makes me proud.

    Red-haired empress who loves chaos and embodies evil.

    I was able to say that it was impressive.

    "Well, I''m a little tired of talking. It''s time to take a break."

    With his expression, tricks and voice he couldn''t help but melt the man, the Empress suggested so.

 236 10. With Verga at Folio-Farina (after)

    "You did a bad thing to the people at the store."

    "Let''s pay the price. There''s no problem."

    In the end, I didn''t buy the product, I paid the annoyance fee - of course, Yut let it out - and immediately after I left the store, the two people who talk to each other like that.

    There''s no way there''s no problem.

    In that case, instead of buying clothes, I just dashed clothes and sparked an argument. The clerk was also silent as if he had become hypnotized.

    If you''re the evil demigod, you can do it.

    "Well, I don''t like the attitude of being allowed to do anything because I''m a customer."

    "This will be the one who''s paying for it. Can anyone complain about losing their food without it?

    "I don''t care if the price is only consideration for the goods and what the service is...... So, do you know any stores that take a break?

    In my head, I think of the "recommended store (restaurant)" found in Acorn material. At the same time, the memory of her lips as she was applying lip cream.

    "Of course, I can guess."

    The empress, with her passionate redhead tied to a ponytail, once again arms herself with the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Chained to it, I got a desperate look on Valtrude''s face, though, full of shame.

    A cathedral knight (paladin) who rained a kiss all over his body. That is no exception to this arm, which is now working with Verga.

    "Ahem."

    When I accidentally wandered off, I don''t know exactly, but they irritated sensitive areas.

    A troubled, glossy gasp struck Yut in the ear.

    "I didn''t expect to be taunted by my son-in-law. It''s a delightful miscalculation."

    "... it''s an accident. I''m sorry."

    Verga and Valtrude. To which end are you apologizing? I don''t even know about Yut, but I had no choice but to apologize. I resent good memory for nothing.

    As it is, more than enough to walk without being able to shake it off.

    Back street of the shopping district. In that corner, the beauty in the yukata stopped her legs.

    "Hmm. Right here."

    "You kind of smell like spices."

    In Folio-Farina, no, an extremely colorful building rare around here. The vermilion gateposts are wrapped with golden snakes, creating an exotic atmosphere.

    heterogeneous, but could also be said to be this city, which is an international city.

    "Anyway, let''s have something rare."

    "I''ve never known a store like this before."

    Exactly, it wasn''t even in Acorn''s dossier.

    When you open the door like you''re used to, you won''t have made an appointment, but you''ll soon be directed to a private room. It would be pointless to think deeply about this area, and Yut abandoned his thoughts and followed him very closely.

    (I don''t know about ethnicity in yukata)

    And, distracting himself from its hindsight, Yut looks around.

    Several statues of southern animals - elephants, tigers, serpents, etc. - were arranged and the store was decorated with colorful cloths. That''s the same as the private rooms that were put through.

    Pinch a wooden round table placed in the center of the room and Yut confronts Verga.

    "So, do you want to talk about love like a ''ho ho''?"

    As soon as I did, I got preempted.

    "Love. Earth can do anything with love."

    It wasn''t until exactly a minute or so after I was able to respond.

    Am I laughing or crying now? Yut doesn''t even know that.

    "So, aren''t we talking about love? Apparently, he succeeded in making his son-in-law wolf."

    "I''m not that cool."

    "What, I could disturb the heart of a man I like. That''s all that floats."

    To the empress, who happily raised her slut voice, Yut made no objection.

    But that silence is not an affirmation, simply because the food has been carried.

    As shallow and dark as Captain Even, who had a business meeting, but as the gifted women dressed in brilliant costumes entered the room in dancing steps, they placed several large plates on the table.

    I want to flatten it, something like Nan. Curry put in many kinds of small plates. Chicken soaked in spices and cooked fragrant, appetizing to see. Similar to the dishes of the Indian region when it comes to the planet such as lamb chops, chatsunes, etc., it is arranged.

    "I''ll have it."

    "I hope it fits your mouth."

    It''s better to eat than to be guided in a weird direction in conversation.

    In a way I mouthed the curry first with a backwards will, but that feeling blew away lightly.

    Again, the flavour of the spices is strong.

    Unlike curries eaten in Japanese homes, of course. But I''m not going to define curry, and rather, I''m impressed that similar ingredients would produce the same dish.

    No, even that''s extra. Argumentally, I wouldn''t mind that if it tasted good.

    I guess what Yut liked was conveyed by his expression.

    Verga also wears boned lamb to his hands, luxuriously.

    Glossy, slutty sight.

    I am reminded that eating is an act that satisfies my desires.

    "By the way, my son-in-law"

    "Hmm?"

    "It is self-evident that the concubine loves her son-in-law."

    A sudden confession of love during a meal.

    Yut wipes his hands, pulling his mind together in case of an unintentional blow.

    "My son-in-law, what do you think?

    "I don''t hate you"

    It was a quick answer.

    And it''s not a negative answer.

    At the same time, it makes me feel isolated from going further from there.

    Verga had a mixed look of joy and disappointment - nothing more to say.

    Keep it up, the meal ends quietly.

    Later, while Yut rarely took the lead in cooling down some magic equipment (magic items) stores, the two left the city of Folio-Folina over the outermost walls.

    The day tilts, when the sun begins to cede control of heaven to the moon.

    Even when we were both, we were about to come to an end.

    The evil demigod and the great sorcerer lean against each other and walk on the wall.

    Under the eyes is a wave that strikes over. A slightly cold sea breeze passed between them.

    This is part of an old fort.

    It was a facility built along the coast in preparation for pirates and other external enemies, but now soldiers do not have a permanent presence, only minimal maintenance.

    There can be no such thing as wanting to turn this Folio-Farina around on the enemy.

    In a sense, it could be described as a symbol of prosperity.

    The two go along, slowly and silently.

    The walls were of considerable size, but not infinite. Eventually, it hits the edge.

    So Yut and Verga stopped, as if they were having a meeting that the date was over.

    "Well, my son-in-law. Let me ask you an answer."

    "Oh......"

    The look on Verga''s face, looking back at this one, is invisible in retrograde light.

    "Today, it was fun. I''ve been busy lately, and I''ve taken a good breath."

    Not intentionally, but Yut postpones the answer.

    "And the story, well, I can''t be alarmed, and I didn''t believe everything, but it was fun"

    While doing so, Yut stares at Verga from the front.

    For today, she purposefully got a yukata in Japan and wore it completely.

    She''s been working out a plan for Yut.

    She has kept her promises properly and without resorting to coercive means.

    "But it''s Valtrude I choose. It has nothing to do with good or evil. That''s what makes you like people."

    With so many fianc¨¦es, it''s dishonest to choose another woman?

    No, it''s not.

    "I know this is a cowardly way of saying it, but I don''t hate Verga either. If we don''t cross the decisive line, we might have made it."

    No matter how attractive they are, if you have a fianc¨¦e, should you choose them?

    That too, no.

    "I''ll take home my parents. It was Val who threw everything away and wanted to be with me. It''s just her."

    The answer was decided a long time ago.

    Give up going back to Earth. But that time I tried to protect her.

    "I see. Okay."

    There is no agitation in that voice.

    But not to the heart - not even herself - I don''t know.

    "Too bad. Yes, unfortunately, but if that''s the will of my son-in-law, I can''t deny it"

    Only the eyes of the evil demigod shimmer in the backlight.

    "At the same time, the will of the concubine will not be denied."

    "I won''t."

    Respect each other.

    Recognize each other.

    The Great Mage takes a distance from the Evil Empress and sets up a spell document.

    The date is over.

    "If so, let''s say that the children of the evil gods deserve it and take it away"

    Untie the hair Verga had tied and the luxurious redhead glimmers into the sunset.

    As if that was a signal, the walls rocked.

    "Earthquake!?"

    No, that can''t be it, Yut denies it instantly. And that, beyond the walls of the castle, was evident when you looked at the ocean.

    "Son-in-law, how prepared did you think the concubine was for this day?

    "I haven''t heard from you in a while, but it''s been weird."

    "Women are a lot of wonders and secrets, but they don''t have art just to hide it"

    There is a fleet floating between the waves, off the coast of Folio-Farina. Did you continue sailing this far while hiding in her secret ruins (Sacramento)? No one noticed, and they have been attacked by stone throwers (catapults).

    Just to boast of existence.

    "Well, Hellenonian gods give us ships too."

    However, due to the constraint of not being able to intervene directly, it could not be said clearly. In that, you must have done everything you could.

    "Without Jii from Vainamarinen... or"

    "I wish you''d wasted it."

    "For my sake, are we going to wage war?

    "That''s an insult to the concubine. He said he was sleeved by a boy who wasn''t worth fighting for and winning."

    "... I''m sorry about that one now. I''m sorry."

    Verga smiled a long time ago at Yut, who frankly admitted he was not.

    At the same time, we renew our resolve when we have to get it even if it is not.

    But you can''t get caught hanging up like that.

    "Now, bullets aren''t the only ones flying in a stone thrower."

    Yuut tries to cut the page from the spell document and leave in Moment Move (Teleport). She was a red-haired empress spinning words as if to distract him, but she didn''t fit.

    The Great Mage, who completed the spell quickly, though.

    "Does it not activate?

    "So I would have told you"

    In the next moment, a seven-page curse document unfolded around him, staring at him as if he were falling to the ground without any obvious force.

    "The One-Eyed King."

    "That''s the inferior species."

    Looking overhead, countless eyeballs were floating in the sky.

    The One-Eyed King is an evil monster that deters all magical action from a strip within his sight and destroys his enemies with rays emitted from a dozen tentacles.

    Now flown by a stone thrower is its subspecies, the Prince of the Eye (Oculus regulus). There are no tentacles and the range of effects is narrower, but the action of the eyes is the same.

    I mean, Yut is no different than just a human being right now.

    Seeing, from the flat deck, one eye prince after another flies.

    "It''s not like an aircraft carrier, but it''s funny, so they let me use it"

    "You''re harnessing your knowledge of the other world more than I do."

    Exhaustive like the one painted on the picture.

    The irony is, at least, resistance.

    "Well, let''s just say."

    Yut knew.

    Neither does the magical deterrent of the single-eyed kings work on the ruins. It is an innate ability to possess, unlike both a theoretical spell and a divine spell, but therefore.

    "Yuuto."

    Yut knew.

    Neither does the magical deterrent of the One-Eyed Kings work on psychic powers. It is an innate ability to possess, unlike both a theoretical spell and a divine spell, but therefore.

    While the Albino girl who was on surveillance goes through the air, she frees up her mental powers to the limit and sweeps away the prince of her eyes.

    - But I lost it late.

    The empress was already in front of her at that moment when Yut, who regained her power, tried to strike her next hand. With an emotional look on his face, Verga overlaps his lips with a man he loves with no questions asked.

    "Yut."

    "Hypnos"

    Bring Jonah''s scream to BGM, and the Evil Empress activates the secret trail.

    Nor could he resist, and Yut fell asleep.

    "Disintegrator - Enhancer!

    "Well, this is..."

    There, let the anger do it.

    But the calculated rays of destruction fall from the sky.

    Previously, lightly misplaced, Jonah shredded the walls that would now be scaffolding, not Verga herself, with a green ray of destruction.

    Even the evil demigod of the servant is out of balance.

    "Psychokinesis"

    My beloved man, caught in the arms of a mind.

    "I won''t give you Yut"

    "Well, good. Until I wake up, I''ll keep it."

    Even with a slutty smile, the Evil Empress tries to fly away for an offshore fleet. Not all bills were tabulated, but just too much was done outside the realm.

    Nor will Jonah be any more impotent. It would have been otherwise if I was alone, but Yut sleeping in my arms won''t allow it.

    "I''ll kill you next"

    "It''s a mess."

    The planting is over.

    It''s a shame we can''t be together, but it won''t change the outcome.

    I shot into Yut, Hypnosis.

    That''s the key to fulfilling her wishes.

    Because it is a hand to erase the abominable Holy Virgin of Helenonia, Valtrude Istas.

    "What the hell is this place..."

    Heavenly Grass Brave Man (...) remembers his last minute memory - a conversation with a childhood friend girl - and that''s why he can''t hide his confusion.

    If it was meant to be, it''s a question I wouldn''t have to bother to put to my mouth. You''ll see. It must be a cave or something. Hey, though the obelisk behind it (...) is disastrous.

    "A rare guest."

    There, a redhead beauty appeared.

    A fleshly aged woman, as if she had dressed the darkness itself.

    "Are you..."

    Who, where did you wear it from, and since when?

    Such questions, to her beauty, all dusted. I don''t care. It''s the last thing.

    Let''s hear your name.

    "Heavenly Grass... Heavenly Grass Brave Man"

    So without any doubt, I was answering honestly.

    And that was right.

    If her satisfying smile was given to it, it would be a tremendously disproportionate reward.

    "My concubine is Verga. Welcome, visitors from different worlds."

    Guided by a slutty, slutty, innocent smile, the Heavenly Grass Brave took his first step at the Cross World Brewers.

 237 Prologue, in the dream world.

    It was a space filled with black.

    A room reached from an underground cavity where there was a huge obelisk, inside the castle and through the thought aisle. From the look of relaxation, I guess it''s that woman - who named herself Verga - ''s room.

    Thinking about it, I don''t feel comfortable the other way around.

    Though he sat in his chair as recommended, Tengrass Brave looked around for a moment.

    The walls, perhaps, are black stones, not concrete. The beautifully polished plane boasts a glossy beauty like lacquer paint.

    The black carpet underfoot also seems luxurious because I don''t know the material but I see it, and I''m so reluctant to step in with my shoes. For that reason, the brave man had subtly floated his legs.

    Plus, it''s natural to have a sandalwood table with a teacup that stands hot. Both the Japanese boy in uniform and her mistress''s dress are black.

    In the meantime, only the Lord''s hair in the room smiling briskly is passionate red.

    He was a brave man who could not help but notice the fact, but was drawn back to reality with the slutty voice she uttered.

    "Again, should I introduce myself?"

    Naturally, there''s no denying it. He nodded silently.

    "My concubine is Verga. Be a son of man and God, and reign over the empire."

    There are people. There is a country. And there is God.

    The mere words of the introduction gave me this information. The former two are fine, but the last one is the problem. "God." How do I receive that meaning? Should I ask for more information?

    (No, you''re introducing yourself too)

    The question is shelved, and the brave man also gives his name to the beauty in front of him - Verga.

    "Heavenly Grass Brave Man. The brave man is the name, and the heavenly grass is the last name. I''m just a high school student."

    I tried to explain my surname and first name because I was an outsider to see it, but I don''t know if it made sense. Anyway, I''m not sure how many words I''m talking to right now.

    "Just like the nomads of the east."

    The queen, who laughed sluttily as impressed, takes a beat and tells the rest.

    "After all, Yut would be a visitor from a different world"

    "A different world......"

    Conclusion that was half assumed.

    This is a truly falling answer rather than being told that it is the Earth of the past or the future. At least, I understood intuitively that this was not the planet.

    As if it wasn''t the first time.

    Rather, it''s more important that Verga called me by name.

    "I accept it plainly."

    "No, I think the surprise is just too big to be sure. If you''re too close, you don''t even know the size of the mountain."

    "I see. It makes sense."

    I can even forget to breathe temporarily to see the redhead beauty laughing fun. It was a disaster to be hidden from God, but I was fortunate in my misfortune to meet her.

    Verga also takes the bland gaze of such a brave man.

    "Next, Yut. I thought I''d ask you about the world."

    "Oh...... Yes."

    Even if it''s a different world, it doesn''t make mutual understanding either if we don''t know the difference. As required, Yut talks about Japan on Earth.

    environment, politics, technology, culture and history.

    Verga has the guts to talk about it. Then he hits on the relationship with pleasure and asks questions.

    By the time I had finished using the textbooks in the bag, the tea was completely chilled.

    "I didn''t understand everything, but there are different worlds, and they are quite different."

    "After all, is that right..."

    The brave man cannot hide his dismay in the words of Verga, who pours tea from his hands.

    Most of all, that was a story I was prepared to tell at a time when I somehow knew what was going on in this room and didn''t feel frigid calling it the Son of God.

    "Hmm. Now it''s the concubine''s turn."

    Verga talks about this lost world.

    Hearing that, Yut was once again dismayed, and stunned.

    As an image, but from the Middle Ages to recent times. Before and after the Renaissance when it comes to Europe. Japan seems to be close to the late Warring States period.

    Of course, we are not developing exactly the same, and more importantly, there is something in this world that does not exist on Earth.

    "The World of the Blue Covenant (Brewers). That''s what the concubines call this world..."

    (Brewers...... Blue...... noble...... words?

    There was as much I wanted to know. But now, we have to concentrate on Verga''s words. I don''t even question the movement of such a mind, I stare at her like I''m going to eat in.

    "As far as I''ve heard, there are five differences from the world of Yut. God, Magic, Fae, Monster... No, let''s just say these are one. That is, mystery."

    "Fantasy..."

    I''m not too familiar with it, but I''ve played that hand game before. If I hadn''t gotten lost in this world, they would have played such a game while my childhood friend was cooking.

    He was exposed to a flood of information without being given any room for confusion, and the brave man looked up to heaven unexpectedly.

    The same black ceiling as the wall. He gazes at it, closes his eyes, shakes his head and turns again to Verga.

    We''re not done talking yet.

    "What''s the other one?

    "Ethics."

    "Ethics...?

    That''s natural. Even Earth, justice changes in places and times.

    (But I mean purposefully...)

    The thoughts of the brave man were interrupted there. No, they made me.

    A brilliant appearance that does not seem like a thing of the world spreads across his sight and is suddenly imminent. Long lashes, crushed eyes, and a neat face. A vibrant scent tickles his nostrils and exhales his cheeks.

    The distance you''re likely to hear, even the sound of your heart.

    Even a bold intrusion into personal space can''t return a word of bravery that has solidified my surprise.

    "Kill, take, offend, kill. The powerful rule, and the powerless obey. That''s why we''re here."

    "... a distopia. It''s a terrible world."

    "For the powerful, be it utopia"

    Neither do the feelings he managed to squeeze out reach the red-haired empress.

    Will the mighty meet the multitude of the weak? Or can the weak be spoiled and subjected to dominion from the strong? That''s all the difference, Verga rounds it off.

    "What do you think would have happened if you had been found by my subjects in general, other than concubines?

    "Listening to that means..."

    "Satirical."

    She was in a good mood and put her lips in the brave man''s ear.

    "Good, slave. If it''s bad, you''ll get stuck..."

    "Was he killed?

    Verga smiled slutty and affirmed it.

    Then, return to the original position and repeat the description.

    "But it does. This was a blessing for both parties."

    "Verga...... even for you?

    "Verga"

    "Huh?"

    "Good in Verga"

    Though I don''t entirely understand it, she seems like an emperor. At least, I guess it''s a high profile. Yet unexpected, such as being honored and pissed off.

    But there was no moment''s respite in front of her, which made her grumpy to see.

    "Does Verga, too, benefit from finding me?

    You''re right.

    smile. Then Verga affirms with a slutty voice. I don''t know why, but it didn''t seem like the wrong choice. The brave man exhales softly in his heart.

    "Anyway, because Yut seems more like a visitor than any other land in the known world. I told you I was just a student, but even that''s interesting"

    "Well, that''s understandable"

    "Let''s put it on the concubine''s side first, and have him whisper even funny stories"

    "Sounds like Arabian Night..."

    Shalerzard, a storyteller, said he played a tale to the king over a thousand and one nights, connecting his life.

    But if Verga''s story was true, it might have been treated fairly mildly. If she gets lost on Earth and is known to be a resident of the fantasy world, it''s not strange to be autopsied or experimented with.

    "Hmm. Let''s start with that Arabic night and..."

    "Sire!"

    The moment the story was about to come together, in the black room, another black appeared.

    Speaking of prime ministers, I don''t recall allowing you into the concubine''s private room.

    "Forgive me for being disrespectful. But if it matters to the Empire,"

    Answer the man.

    Brave men often forget to breathe.

    Purple brown skin is good. But the luxurious man had a certain trait.

    "My ears..."

    It was a long time.

    Impossible for humans, its characteristics.

    Verga''s appearance and atmosphere were also human apart, but the category was different from that.

    "Never seen a dark elf before."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    The brave man nodded silently.

    Such a merciful view of him, but Verga quickly turns his expression back to the intruder.

    "Are you uncomfortable with putting Yut on the side of your concubine?

    "It''s a wise eye. It could be any spy."

    "Then I''ll keep it for a while. I would have told you there were not enough civilians. Use it thoroughly."

    "But..."

    Dark Elves - The descendants of the elves, fascinated by the Dark God, shifted their gaze to the visitor boy so that their hearts were not distracted by the Lord.

    A man with dark hair, dressed in strange clothes.

    For what you''re doing, I''m not going to pull it off.

    "Nice to meet you!

    On the contrary, I''ve stood up and bowed my head.

    Sherreylon Latetal, Chancellor of the Verga Empire, snorts in a grumpy manner. No, I was actually grumpy. Though there is no shortage of civilians, there is no sarcasm to use such things of the sea or of the mountains.

    "Yes, sir."

    But he is the empress''s minister.

    The dissatisfaction pushed him to death and lowered his head.

    After a while, you can dispose of it. It''s about the migratory Lord. In a month, you''ll have forgotten such a man or something.

    "Yut''s room, as prepared next to the concubine"

    "Sire!?"

    "Then I''m gonna go check on you a few times, so you''re gonna have to encourage me."

    "Yes. Thank you."

    In the meantime, the foundation of life could be secured.

    To reassuring visitors, the smiling empress.

    "As You Will, My Empress (My Empress)"

    Sighing that it was a trouble at random, Dark Elf''s prime minister responded as if to break into those two.

    Thus begins the life of the Heavenly Grass Brave as Yut Amaxa.

    Second time.

    But there''s only one person who knows that, life in another world.

 238 1. Spreading upset

    "Arcia......"

    Rather than about to cry, the voice that is making me cry echoes in the cabin of the Tubassa.

    The Albino girl returned to Yut''s cabin in "Teleportation" while hugging the Archbishop (Patriarch), wearing a crimson eyelid.

    "Yona......?

    If I cut it off, I might have reassured her that she had an age-appropriate part too. I brought him here in Psychokinesis, without his presence - though.

    "Yut!?"

    "And let''s just put him to sleep"

    "Ah, oh. Right."

    Close your eyelids tightly, Yuut sleeping like you''re dead.

    First to relieve yourself of having a breath, then the three of you who rush to put your fianc¨¦ to bed.

    What happened and got into this state? Details are unknown, but the cause is known. That''s why I didn''t have to go into a futile panic. Fortunately in the midst of misfortune - I wouldn''t say.

    "I don''t think you''re hurt..."

    Hurry Arcia examines and exhales relieved to make sure there is no trauma. But Valtrude doesn''t relieve the tension. It is rugged - and still beautiful - to point out the fact that, with his expression, he does not notice Alcia.

    "The robe is turning black..."

    "Really? What the hell?"

    "Oh, my God, it''s settled."

    Acorn distorted her face when she was angry with herself for believing. When she does so with a flashy face, she is so compelling that she seems to inadvertently lag behind.

    "It''s decided that she did it."

    "... yeah"

    Albino girl who quietly affirms, just saying it''s her fault. Acorn and Valtrude hold her like that and comfort her.

    This is the victim. It is the perpetrators (Verga) who are to be blamed, not Jonah or Yut.

    "But I didn''t expect this robe to discolor..."

    "What do you mean?

    "White is a good sorcerer (wizard). Black is a bad sorcerer."

    Larsia comes into the cabin, waiting in the steering room after hearing the noise and replacing Yona with a watch. The usual floating atmosphere remained intact, but my eyes weren''t laughing.

    No, he''s not the only one with a different vibe. Everyone was angry at their own detours.

    "Oh, my God, Verga''s eating you a drink."

    "Here''s what I believe."

    With a bitter voice, acorns also synchronize. I''m angry at my shallowness, which I was thinking lightly, that I wouldn''t get this far.

    That''s the same for Valtrude and Alcia. But if the other person is that Verga, you have to pay back the debt, and sometimes it starts by believing. Its sweetness. That was also the revelation of goodness......

    "My fault."

    I punch my head against the wall and spin words like I spit blood. A dull sound dominated the cabin. Rarely does Valtrude show, Acorn shudders, and Jonah and Larsia stretch their spines unexpectedly.

    "Um, Mr. Valtrude? There''s a crack in the wall?

    "Val pisses me off too, no"

    "One word..."

    Unlike the three men at the waist, Arcia was calm.

    When you feel your childhood friend calm down, heal the wound by putting your hand on your forehead and using Minimal Cure.

    "Don''t add any hassle"

    "... sorry"

    "Let Yut fix the wall."

    "Oh. And for that, hang in the name of" ever-winning ¡±Helenonia, and now it''s time for me to settle......"

    His whole body trembles in anger, making such a cool noise that the magical silver (miserable) armor he wore just in case was out of place.

    Grasping his hands so white that he covered his lips, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) vowed to make God and himself pay the price.

    "Alcia. So far, Yut has nothing else to say to his life, does he?

    "Yeah, I think I''m just asleep... but I really need a little more confirmation of what''s going on."

    "Larsia''s right, if the color changes with the human good and evil that Robe is wearing, I feel like he''s mentally contaminated. You know, brainwashing in dreams."

    Acorn''s allegations were targeted, but unfortunately, one thing doesn''t make sense to the Valtrudes right now. But as if he somehow understood what was, flat but convinced, Jonah begins to talk about what Verga did to Yut.

    "After being unable to use the spell with a prince with many eyes (Oculus regulus), that woman kissed him while saying" Hypnos "... I''ve never kissed you before..."

    "I see. Secret tracks..."

    Asking for more details about the situation, Arcia thinks through her thin fingers with her jaw.

    The power of reality alteration that is subtly different from both the theoretical and theological spells. But there''s no big difference in how we deal with it. The question is, does it work? In other words, it compares power with Verga.

    Opaque, but I can''t even try that without him.

    "Thanks to Jonah for securing Yut."

    "Well, that''s a trick."

    Valtrude praises from the front and Acorn comforts Jonah by hugging her to wrap her whole body from behind. You can''t let an Albino girl carry a guilty consciousness any more.

    While appreciating that consideration, Alcia synchronizes consciousness to Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery who sits in heaven. He touches more powerful will than the Avatar, and uses himself as a conduit.

    "O merciful man, who knows the abyss of sorcery, give me the power to gloat evil."

    The same pure spirituality (aura) that surrounds the Immortal Monster (undead) raises her curse to the bottom.

    "Blake Curse"

    And one end of the miracle came into existence, and the purple light enveloped Yut, who sleeps unconsciously in bed.

    But at that moment, a number of black spheres appeared from Yut''s body. The magic that was supposed to destroy the bad effects can be absorbed into one of them and bounced heavily.

    "Alcia!"

    "No problem."

    He was a decent Alcia who received the light that popped out of the bursting sphere, but he could even afford to mock the worried Valtrude. For the flashy look, in fact, it hasn''t been adversely affected in any way.

    "Ah. Is it The Antidemonic Star (Spell Reflects)?

    "Probably."

    I would have been able to finalise it with Yut, but with him, I wouldn''t even face such difficulties. To the ironic situation, even Larsia couldn''t tell one joke.

    "Suppose it was that Antidemonic Star, what would happen?

    "Simply put, the spell will be reflected"

    "That''s too easy..."

    "If I attacked you, was it dangerous?

    "You can''t possibly"

    As Larsia can see from what she has noticed, The Antidemonic Star is one of the spells of science. Plus, of the ninth staircase.

    "From what I''ve heard, it sounds like a very useful spell, but I''ve never seen Yut use it."

    "''Cause whatever it is, you''re gonna bounce it back."

    "Reflection to my healing spell¡­ can also be a life-threatening"

    Also, the effects were awesome but too limited and user-friendly spells, such as the inability to reflect spells that use space as an effect range rather than an individual.

    "But it''s super usable for Verga right now."

    "If you were Yut, you''d praise the right spell."

    No one can return a word to such Larsia''s point, and the book of silence descends.

    Get a trust and find out what to do, keep using the spell until the effects of Antidemonic Star expire. We can still do it, but right now, the art of saving him doesn''t exist.

    Naturally, everyone understood that.

    "Well, here we go."

    But you can''t stop here. Looks like a leader, Valtrude enters a summary of his intentions.

    "We need to discuss Verga more than this."

    "No, let''s go home"

    Such an unexpected opinion for the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) was given by the Grassland Race (Magner) Bandit (Rogue).

    "Are you going to abandon Yut? And the soldiers of the Verga Empire are about to land in Folio-Farina."

    "Val is the one who''s willing to leave Acorn and Mana on the battlefield?

    "Yut said he was responsible for Verga. It is also in our service to fulfil that promise"

    Both have a point, and both are true.

    In the middle of a narrow cabin, the two disagree.

    "I don''t care about me..."

    "You''ve decided to."

    Larsia cut and threw away Acorn''s opinion, which modestly agrees with Valtrude.

    "If the city of Folio-Farina is ravaged, then I think Yut feels so responsible. But acorns and mana...... and Petra can also be included. If they get hurt, I''m sorry."

    So I insist on going back to the safe rear - the Marquis of Istas - including Yut''s own body.

    "Worst case scenario, I said I threw this ship away."

    "Larsia, that''s too extreme. We shouldn''t pull here."

    Step forward and pack the distance from the species of meadows who state the truth but the polarity. Pressured by its beauty and the harsh will it held within, it would have followed. Normally.

    "Is there any prospect of winning without Yut?

    I don''t know.

    Her, honest confession that she doesn''t even think about, like, throwing up lies.

    "If we all join forces, we can''t even say we can do something about it"

    "Then..."

    "But when we get back here, I, we lose our credentials to be with Yut. That''s what I think."

    "... humans are too troublesome"

    That being said, there was no argument or anything.

    In the first place, Valtrude would never have stood on the arrow side of the argument if it had always been the case. Yut adjusts and she decides. The cycle was falling apart.

    "You won''t have to rush to a conclusion."

    Therefore, the end point changes from time to time.

    "... right. In the meantime, I''m going to the magic school to collect my mana."

    "Then I''ll go with you"

    "Yeah. Please"

    From the circumstances of the means of travel - flying with superpowers (Psyonic Power) and also using Teleportation - Yona raises her name. Bringing him home doesn''t do anything about not having him in person first.

    "Okay."

    Valtrude agreed to that.

    "Then we''re reconnaissance. If you don''t know the enemy''s power, you can''t move."

    I don''t know if the Hellenonian god had foreseen that much, but this Tubasa would also penetrate the land and allow us to act quickly. To the extent of reconnaissance, it can be done without difficulty.

    "Then I will use Messages in the Scroll to inform Exile and the King''s Capital of the situation."

    "Oh, I''ll move the ship!

    The division of roles is decided one after another.

    Everyone felt that it was clear what needed to be done and that the mood that was sinking would turn upwards.

    But the Valtrudes haven''t noticed yet.

    That Larsia, a scout, can''t be removed if it''s really just for reconnaissance purposes. And if you''re dealing with the prince of your eyes, that''s impossible, such as acting differently on Jonah who can use her psychic powers.

    I don''t have a yut.

    Just that. That''s all, the gear was starting to go crazy.

 239 2. Each battlefield

    Dead bodies.

    Before this tragedy, even a bard with excellent expression must not think of any other expression. Not so much, there was a pile of carcasses around the Great Sage Vainamarinen.

    Goblin, Cobolt, Auga. Subracial corpses with evil phases.

    Corpse Eater (Ghoul), Tsukamato (Wight), Skeleton Soldier (Skeleton). He died a second time. Immortal Monster (undead).

    Remnants of magic dolls (golems) and mucus.

    No, not just the surroundings.

    The road he came through to this point was paved with just the same death.

    "Don''t waste your time working as a petty worker. Right, slaughtered garlic."

    One great sage diving into the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, along with irrational words, escapes - waving his favorite demon sword after the monkey devil Aponuris who wields it.

    The blow from behind vividly mowed the devil''s neck, and the devil who tried to strike an unexpected blow from the corner of the labyrinth also cut it off lightly with a knife to return.

    All I''m saying is that it''s a waste of time to use this degree of opponent, the spell.

    And that was an indisputable fact. If it had been for Yut, he would have had his head.

    "But sprang up later. That''s a flood."

    Great flood. A past (...) catastrophe in which monsters overflowed from the Hundred Layers Labyrinth and eroded all of Folio Island. Vainamarinen was standing up to it alone.

    Nevertheless, he does not regard it as an act of heroism.

    "Damn, you got a lot of it!

    The method is unknown and there is no evidence, but I was convinced it was the demigod of evil that caused this great flood.

    Yes. Keep Vainamarinen away and get yut. Just for that.

    Since when has Verga worked out a plan? Perhaps since the time I sent Koeli Lenato back from Earth to us.

    And I guess that was a success.

    There was no reason to know until the state outside the labyrinth, but I was sure of this as well.

    If you had foiled the Empress''s conspiracy, you would have rushed here in advance.

    "Mel, that''s a sermon later!

    As always, I think of the face of a disciple who re-sealed the demons (Demon Lord) while using weapons rather than spells to drive monsters away.

    At the same time, I should have exposed something to Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash when he came out in the spiritual world - something that would make his face blue if he heard it.

    But Vainamarinen was laughing.

    A young man''s butt wipe would be an old man''s job.

    I would never tell the person, but Vainamarinen liked Yut.

    To the extent that I think I can entrust him with his legacy after his death. Alternatively, to the extent that I think I can keep the School of Magic as Mel''s successor.

    This time, it would be a good opportunity to sell thanks.

    Thinking of the surprisingly troubled look of an honest and courteous teacher (...) instead of choosing the means for the purpose, the great sage Vainamarinen went further back through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    Verga Imperial Army, invading the north tower wall.

    Rotosilt kingdom, Sejour, king''s capital.

    Alsace, the new king who received a report from the Marquis of Halvani, looked at the expression of his subordinate minister in line.

    I dared you to report between the thrones in order to make the civilians and martial officers in line listen as well. And fortunately, there was no foolish court minister alone who could not understand what that meant.

    Many people understand it but therefore have a pale complexion like paper.

    Daily tea meals, such as the invasion of the Verga Empire. Nevertheless, an urgent alert is sent by the spell of Message.

    It is that the north tower wall may be plucked into the army of evil and snowfall into the territory. It suggested such a worst possibility.

    "I don''t think you''ll want to send reinforcements."

    After Alsace''s reign, Marquis Halvani, who was returned to active duty as a military advisor, calmly, but immediately presses for a decision.

    "I can''t help it"

    Dieter Schukel, who will continue to take the prime minister''s responsibility from the previous king, also agreed.

    There is no point in speaking of financial problems, but it is only when there is a country that you can say that. Adjustments are needed in terms of size and equipment, but the footprint of literature is in place.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    But Alsace doesn''t talk in silence.

    In its chest, various thoughts swirl.

    First, whether that reinforcement will make it.

    Until the north tower wall, no matter how hasty it is, a week. If we consider the formation of soldiers, it will take more than ten days. Until then, will you hold out?

    The north tower wall is packed with soldiers from 10,000.

    But the border line is long and still not sufficient. The number 10,000 was not the Verga Empire, but just a standing force considering the power of its own country.

    In case of emergency, the troops can be extracted from the nobles, including around the Wang capital. But if we don''t get there, we can''t do anything.

    In consultation with Yut, he had also lifted a plan for transporting soldiers by carriage rail, but the enemy could not wait for it. It''s only ironic that things are moving rapidly because of him.

    "This time, early discovery of their southbound invasion was due to the great power of the telescope presented by the Isthmus Marquis."

    "It''s superimposed. Would you like to see the Istanbul march?"

    "But it was supposed to be about exempting me from military service for a few more years"

    "Dear Left, the addition of the Marquis to the north tower wall could also disrupt the chain of command"

    The spoken court ministers will also have to be silenced again if they listen to another report.

    Verga conscripted Parents to Folio-Farina.

    Guardian Sir Amaxa, who tried to deal with it, is also in a coma.

    Still, it would be possible to recall them to protect the northern tower walls. But that doesn''t make sense. If Folio-Farina fails, she''ll just be invaded by an unprotected seaside city. No, before that, the economy can do it.

    I wasn''t alarmed.

    However, since there was no movement multiplied by civil unrest, there can be no denying either the aspects that were reassuring.

    This plan for Operation Two Fronts didn''t help us during the civil unrest.

    Alsace admitted to losing at the moment. Only, as of now.

    "The formation of reinforcements is left to the Consultant and the Prime Minister"

    "Ha."

    "Yes, sir."

    "Before that, I decide to enter the north tower wall"

    "... what?

    The Chancellor listens back. Meanwhile, Marquis Halvani seems to be an old warring general with a thin smile.

    "I enter the tower wall of the single north and support the front line. Your job is to send reinforcements while I''m alive."

    A major national catastrophe that I visited early in my reign.

    Even in that situation, Alsace chose the path as a hero.

    It is not such a distant day that judgment is given to that choice.

    "Something. Looks like Taraskus is headed this way."

    "... right"

    Castle fortress of Falve in the absence of the Lord.

    Exiles sitting squarely on the floor nod with few words in Yut''s clerk''s office, which is a hangout.

    "I''ve never seen Atashi either, but you''re big, that one. It''s as easy as the city."

    "... right"

    The Rock Giant (Jarloot), who keeps away from home, never made contact with Ritna - Tyrone''s Minute Divine Body (Avatar), the patron saint of the meadow race (Magner).

    I don''t think so.

    As he boiled his business to that thin reaction, he rose from the sofa in the office and stepped on Tertione''s floor.

    Exile frowned upon such an elf magician (Warlock), but in this case, Tertione was right.

    Shocking news delivered in Message from Alcia.

    I was summoned by the Exile who received it, and just in case I tried to make a report to the King''s Capital, I added extra and absurd information.

    "Tallaskus and hey, I know it''s almost like a disaster!

    A whale with six legs and going land. Huge monster over dozens of meters in length.

    When you describe Taraskus in a terminal way, it does.

    It does not accept any spells due to the armor it bears, and the scales covering the whole body absorb physical shocks.

    Its purpose is unknown.

    Just wander the land through the sea and trample down everything that stands in the way. It is also said that both the end of God and the cursed ancient creatures are demons (demons) who have banished Nara, but often they do not leave the realm of hypothesis, in short, they do not know very well.

    "What are you going to do?

    Taraskus found by Ritna in her spare time without Larsia around the castle of the Black Demon. There is no way to resist this giant creature that continues northward.

    Tertione, too, was going to ask how he intended to evacuate them, but his intentions were completely betrayed.

    "We''ll just have to take it down"

    "All right, let''s do it"

    "Are you..."

    I have a proven track record in insanity, and I can give up Yut''s master.

    "That''s all I can do right now."

    You can''t rush to Yut and the others from here, naturally because they were tasked to be away. If you don''t pick me up, I don''t have the means.

    Feeling helpless, I almost looked up to heaven.

    But it would be a complete coincidence, but I could only do it myself. There is no way to escape. Whatever monster it is, it doesn''t matter.

    "I''m just gonna knock it down"

    The rock giants, who so affirmed, were full of room.

    "It''s going well..."

    Near Folio-Farina, the evil demigod resting his feathers on the flagship of the Verga Imperial Fleet crushed with satisfaction.

    However, in contrast to its voice, the colour of fatigue is intense on the expression.

    That too, of course.

    Originally, she is quite unscrupulous, even though her powers are significantly limited outside her area of control. In the meantime, he leaves a part of himself in the spiritual world to learn about his situation.

    But that''s a natural risk.

    Reach out and you''ll get it. What is the value of such a thing?

    No matter how much you get in love, you don''t get bored.

    That''s why it''s worth it.

    When I had that worthy thing in my hand, it was close to the moment.

    But before I do, I have to give him the guidance.

    Valtrude Istas.

    The good enemy''s name didn''t shake the atmosphere, it just moved his slutty lips.

    Defeat the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    That would be the moment of rebirth from hundreds of years of weariness.

    The Empress closed her eyelids.

    And be in tune with the spirit of your beloved man and see the continuation of your dreams. Dream of the world as it should have been.

 240 3. In the Spiritual World: To Survive (Previous)

    "The black and thin one there is Miss Verga''s favorite"

    "Ugh!?"

    A wild voice coming down from behind.

    Heavenly Grass brave man looking back in reflexion as he carried the paperwork - what Yut saw was still thicker legs than Oki''s.

    If you shift your gaze up in love, your face will be as huge - but crude - as the high ceilings of the Imperial Palace Ebony Circle and the Great Buddha. A giant with as many as a miscellaneous building.

    A giant.

    Though sometimes different from Minotaur the bull-headed person, the Giants are also new to seeing. I didn''t think there was a practical reason for the enormity of the ebony circle.

    But in front of the giant looking down on this one, there''s no excuse for saying, "For once, it was a football club until middle school..." In the first place, a common perception could not have been gained in the physical part with the giant in front of us - the Bourne Novore.

    "You can''t be a kid."

    "Ugh, wow."

    To that giant opponent, Yuut in uniform can only scream.

    But that won''t be impossible either. Anyway, after being surprised by its greatness, it was pinched and lifted with its fingers as if it were even picking up garbage.

    "Well, which is it?"

    While capturing parchment over the hallway in the corner of his sight, Yut asks a needless question.

    Don''t you know "this¡° grab the clouds too ¡±Bourne Novor!

    Yut''s hair stood upside down with that loud voice, his cheeks trembling like waves with atmospheric vibrations.

    In addition, the stinking exhale wraps around your whole body. It is not at the level of discomfort, but it cannot escape its restraint.

    "Damn, I didn''t know this was happening when the lady from Verga came all the way here to look at me because she said she had surrounded the man"

    "I''m not surrounded by anything else..."

    "Hmm?"

    A sharp gaze like shooting is poured on Yut.

    "Is it black and thin? What can you do?

    "Now, I''m mostly doing calculations."

    "Calculation!

    It was a yuut flirting like a swinging canoe between the waves, but the death spirit (aura), the characteristic of a death giant, is not allowed to erupt, which shows that Bourne Novor also takes some account of.

    But knowing that wouldn''t have been comforting.

    With no legs on the ground, I''m definitely reducing my life expectancy just because I''m in conversation with this dead giant. If you buy unhappiness, the commandment will be broken and you will crash to the ground to die.

    "I have no idea what Miss Verga thinks... but I don''t think you''re going to be able to keep her alive."

    Somehow they''re going to kill me.

    How unreasonable.

    But all I can say is that Yut is divinely hidden, caught up in a phenomenon for a week.

    Lost in the other world of the Brewers, Yut was already accustomed to the expansion of this hand. This is the world, as Verga said.

    "You want some?"

    Even crash death was still a gentle future.

    Bourne Novor doesn''t get lost. The head of the dead giant, who is being sent to the county by Verga for summary execution, carries a man who remains pinched into his mouth -

    "Prime Minister... I thought I should ask your permission."

    - I stopped moving on the words the food emitted.

    "Isn''t that Miss Verga?

    "My boss is Latetal, not me right now"

    Yut tries to calmly encourage her to translate by desperately suppressing her nearly trembling voice.

    Just like a fox borrowing the authority of a tiger, but now he has no power whatsoever. No, when it comes to power, there is only a connection between the Empress and the Chancellor.

    And it''s power to say things in this world, no matter what the source.

    "Huh. I just didn''t give you Verga''s lady''s name, is that good?"

    "Then..."

    "In the first place, it seems tense and creepy."

    Bornnovol said out in a grumpy manner, throwing Yuut away.

    "Knock."

    I was spared the fate of being chewed, but the result remains the same.

    Floating sensation with frozen spine. Fear that preceded death.

    Unconsciously, Yut held his head and circled his whole body. I didn''t think that would work out, but I can''t possibly give up.

    Walls or floors.

    Either way, it ends in a clash.

    - Fulfilled, its fate was averted just before.

    "You can''t treat your concubine''s things badly."

    The red-haired empress speaks reprimand to Bourne Novor, who takes care of his guardian while accepting a visitor''s boy in the secret (Sacramento).

    Yuut, who remains floating in the universe, can only look at it.

    "Lady, stop being such a dick. You''re gonna make a woman unhappy."

    "If you''re going to break yourself in a man, as a woman, it''s what you want"

    When it comes to height, two people who are more than ten times different make fun of each other.

    It was - naturally - the head of the Dead Titans who turned away first.

    "Black and thin, work it out! If you grieve Miss Verga, I''ll go screw her!

    Bournonovol said as he wanted to say, he turned his heel back and went straight away somewhere. Apparently, he really only came to pinpoint Yut.

    "Yut, are you okay?

    "Thank you."

    Yut, supported by something invisible, frees himself from the secret ruins and puts his foot on the ground. While doing so, he conveyed his gratitude in a rough tone because when he used the salutation, he was angry.

    "Not at all, my troubled grandfather."

    "This one, it didn''t stop..."

    It''s a more troublesome thing to be done with "trouble" trying to kill every person, but the truth is, Yut, too, is already used to it.

    When I went to the warehouse materials check as a job, I was about to be eaten with a snack feeling by the guard aug. On that return, he was attacked by a group of goblins, who sucked his precision from the sacubus, which helped him where he was in danger, to the point where he was about to die. I''m on the verge of dying, of course, not out of kindness. Fortunately, I was just not stupid enough to kill a chicken that lays golden eggs.

    This has happened many times.

    "It''s an unpleasant routine..."

    Yuut''s voice gathering documents with such a grunt had a sense of realism and fatigue.

    "Good morning, be great"

    To such a yuut, Verga speaks melting from the top of his head.

    "Does that require a result¡­. Yes, it is. A week, no, three days."

    "Results?"

    "Yes, let me show you the signposts of our empire. Let''s make time in three days."

    "A signpost? You mean suggest a policy? Well, much--"

    That''s what I said and shut my mouth.

    I don''t know if I could live that far, even if three days turned into a week or a month. This is the world.

    "Okay. I don''t have any prospects yet. I''ll do it."

    Verga is certainly favorable, but that''s all.

    Even if you shelter me from rarity now, I don''t know what will happen tomorrow.

    So, what do we do?

    It is decided. I don''t want to keep proving my own usefulness.

    The evil demigod stared at the side of Yut, so determined, with a smile that seemed satisfied, slutty and still nodding his tongue.

    "Newcomer, do this too"

    "Oh, yes."

    But reality isn''t so sweet.

    Yuut, who broke up with Verga and returned to a room in the Ebony Circle, was pushed further into his job from the same dark elf colleague as the Chancellor - although I still doubt if I can say so.

    Yut, deposited with Sherreylon Latetal, the Chancellor of the Verga Empire, seemed to have been turned down several more steps from there and eventually assigned to a cashier-like department.

    So calculate and calculate the figures of the documents coming up from somewhere, and match the figures of the documents with the supplies of the warehouse.

    I was doing such a plain job, pale.

    At least, while I''m working here, I rarely get hurt by anyone. Even if they pushed someone else''s work, its value was immeasurable in this world.

    Now Yut is the kind of person who manages to cling to the bottom, and the truth is, there are enough people who are poorer treated and so on to sweep and throw them away.

    Where he died, it would only seem to be to the extent that a somewhat convenient human disappeared.

    "Is this notebook over..."

    In this world without a calculator, calculations depend. The notes I brought from Earth were already overflowing with formulas. In the original world, I''ve never studied this far.

    I mean, I wasn''t desperate enough.

    And that can be said of the people who have pushed the job.

    The information obtained from many materials is equal to a mountain of treasure for those who are willing to crawl up and become them.

    For example, in the Verga Empire, human slaves are allowed to farm, but not in absolute numbers.

    Rather than that, most human beings are slaves and their descendants brought from other countries.

    There were few human beings in the north of the continent where the Verga Empire existed. So what is there, the sub-races with goblins, giants, dark elves and many other evil phases?

    A period of confusion in which each race had formed a king and fought for each other. It was the Verga Empire that emerged there and quickly bound them and established them.

    And, unfortunately, those races are not suited for authentic labor, such as farming. by hopelessness.

    So what are we doing with the shortfall, we take it directly from the extra countries, or we pay for the money we take from the extra countries as well to import it?

    It is a situation that is too primitive and can only be described as bankrupt as a country.

    Still, we are able to maintain our national statehood because we are losing people because of an impossible invasion. They are invading other countries to feed their people and killing the people they should feed on that course.

    Great contradiction.

    It is permissible because it is ruled by an empress of absolute charm (charisma) and is thoroughly ruled by powerful things.

    Distorted structure.

    But that''s the way to live.

    So convinced, Yut spared while sleeping beside his work - rather than putting together ideas all night.

    Three days later.

    Yut prepared a number of policy proposals, as Verga told him.

    There''s just one thing that was unexpected.

    "So, do you want me to announce it?"

    Ebony Circle, between the thrones.

    So to the Empress Verga, if you are going to play it, you will understand.

    "Ah, haha..."

    But I never imagined it, such as announcing it in front of a line of kings of all races, including Bornnovol.

    King Goblin''s "great¡± Cardod boasts a huge body full of giants.

    Gangilzoi, a black dwarf chief ¡°black iron beard¡± with long mustaches and steely muscles that reach beneath his feet.

    Sahagin''s leader ¡°pale¡± Azur-Srl, who prints the territorial waters of the Verga Empire.

    Wolves, tigers and other forest kings who can follow beast possessions ¡°wandering warriors¡± burglers.

    Some do not show themselves, such as the blood-sucking Marquis Sieg Alto Crewing or Lord Fire Dragon, but you can say that the nobles who started it are all there. In addition, Bornnovol, the head of the Dead Giant, had his body smaller with a magic device (magic item) and clad deeper and deeper.

    (I could die, me)

    From a height, Yut looks at the grumpy faces of such heavy towns, with a dry laugh.

    But I didn''t want to escape in wonder.

    I just have to do it.

    That''s the only way to live.

    At first glance at Verga smiling at the slut on the throne, Yut opened his mouth broadly.

 241 4. In the Spiritual World: To Survive (After)

    "Today, we are gathered for a favor"

    It''s not like Yut collected it, and it can''t be collected, but there''s nothing else to say. With feelings similar to resentment toward Verga and the Imperial Chancellor Sherreiron Latetal, who is plainly with the kings of the races, he cuts out his errands in a straightforward manner.

    "A human slave, give it all to His Majesty"

    If the word had physical power, it was tantamount to throwing a bomb in.

    Everyone pushes silence and can''t say anything.

    Human slaves. That''s the need for production. Even sub-races with evil phases need more than crops such as wheat, which is the same as being told to give their lives.

    There is no such thing as being told by a human being whose identity is unclear.

    "Conclusion c, minute cutter. Detailed story se"

    King Cardod of Goblins intelligently asks for an explanation against his appearance.

    There was no one to outrage, including him, because this is the place in front of Empress Reiki. And it would be because Uncle Bourne Novor, who was supposed to react first, was meditating with his arms together.

    However, the ¡°wandering warrior¡± Burgler and others looked at each other and said that if he said something bad, he would eat it and kill it.

    "The first objective is to scale up and streamline agriculture."

    Traditionally, they used human slavery to grow crops in imperial jurisdictions or in areas under the control of each race. So good if it''s working, but the reality is against it.

    So concentrate on the direct jurisdiction and distribute it from there to each region.

    Even if we cannot free slaves, if we can keep them within our sight, we may also be able to improve our treatment.

    "Is that all the slaves you use as rowers too?

    "Yes, as far as I can tell, thank you. You all seem to be bad at farming, so humans should turn to you whenever possible."

    In response to confirmation from Sahagin''s chief, he darkly replied, "Even a boat rower and other goblins would be able to do it," and was turned to the gaze of condemnation by King Goblin.

    That alone makes my spine tremble and I''m about to take off the manuscript I had in my hand. If it''s something you can get away with, I want to throw it all away and be gone from this place.

    But compared to when Bourne Novor was about to eat me, there was nothing more to it. Anyway, if you fail in this presentation, you have no life.

    Besides, I feel the gaze of trust from behind.

    Yut continued to stand on the spot, getting courage from the red-haired empress.

    "In the first place, can you do a lot because you collected it?"

    "Distribution is good, but what do we do with the haulage?

    Burgler''s rough language and other HR-like questions from Dark Elf''s prime minister. I have a grudge against my boss. Turning his gaze, Yut continues to explain.

    "Efficiency through concentration has a proven track record in my hometown. I also think the increase in production is fully foreseeable as there are some barn zones in the direct jurisdiction that are just right...... no, it will increase. Then, when it comes to transportation, if we change the way we do war, we can twist out people who do both street maintenance and transportation."

    "You think we''re gonna change the way we do war?

    A black dwarf with a stunning mustache makes a confirmation on his behalf.

    In contrast, Yut nodded lightly, looking around together and opening his teasing mouth.

    "Way to go, we don''t basically do war"

    "What the heck!?"

    The biggest militant, King of the Woods "Wandering Warrior¡± Bergler, steps on the floor and tries to eat it. Neither did the king try to stop it, including the ¡°great¡± Cardod.

    "Listen to me till the end!

    "Ojiki......"

    But surprisingly, it was Bourne Novol who stopped it. The meditating death giant reprimands Burgler when he only opens one eye, silencing him again.

    With that in mind, I gained a spear while tongue-beating.

    "Why wage war in the first place"

    "It is decided. To plunder."

    In response to the Chancellor''s correspondence, Yut turns the manuscript at hand.

    "Then you still don''t need it. Because in the future, they''re going to give you money from the other side."

    "What do you mean, goraaaa"

    "First, we will enter into a peace treaty with the Kingdom of Rotosilt, which borders the longest"

    I have heard that the Kingdom of Rotosilt is a human-centered military state that worships the gods of war.

    The northern tower walls - which I call simply the tower walls because they are south from the Verga Empire - were antagonized across and constantly had skirmishes.

    The dispute between the two is slightly dominated by the Verga Empire.

    Even if it cannot be occupied through the tower walls, it invades and plunders the dominant area of the Kingdom of Rotosilt once a year and triumphs with its finances.

    No further information comes in, but in the common sense of this world, I guess it''s a militaristic country.

    Still, you should be able to determine the damage.

    "Narhod. Attack menu warini, wealthy spit out Sasernoka"

    Return a nod to King Goblin and ask for the reaction of the other kings.

    First, ¡°pale¡± Azur-Srl is neutral. Sahagin, whose sea is the realm, should therefore have a greater disadvantage, but surprisingly, in the offering of slaves. Nor from Bourne Novol, so far, has there been any manifest opposition.

    And King Goblin and the Black Dwarf chief, slightly favored. After all, I guess there was something to think about in the mouth drop caused by the invasion.

    Disgruntled, on the other hand, is the "wandering warrior¡± burgler. I understand the logic, but he complains with his glittering eyes that he is weak and weak.

    His immediate goal is him. Set aside that, Yut breathes. This is the watershed. This is Mount Tennoyama. If you pull here, it''s all over. Tense, thirsty, hands with manuscripts tremble.

    Still, Yut took Burgler''s giraffed eyes from the front.

    Seeing how he is like that, Verga smiles happily, pleasantly, and sluttily.

    "If we no longer have to turn our forces north, the Rotosilt kingdom will also reach out to other invaders"

    "You want me to watch that in silence? I don''t care. I don''t care."

    "No, I''ll take care of it"

    "... you said there would be no war. What are you talking about, Kola?"

    "There will be no war. But mercenaries do."

    You don''t have to attack me.

    If you keep fighting, that''s fine.

    Organize, kill, take, and vandalize the exotic according to the contract money the other party pays. The cost will be paid by the other party and it will even be in this one''s interest.

    If you are asked, you may send soldiers to the two disputing countries. No, you can actively sell it here.

    Thus constantly creating a state of war.

    It will be a war on the world and a great profit for the Empire.

    "Hopefully, we''ll be able to sell our weapons at a higher price."

    As he strokes his beard, Gangilzoi, the black dwarf, expresses his positive opinion.

    "Brotherhood Ni Waste Na Blood Ga Flow Lenunode, Areva Welcome Srl"

    "As Prime Minister''s Office, there''s no reason to disagree."

    "Huh. Well, that doesn''t bother me. I don''t care, but it''s totally better than attacking that fucking wall."

    The venue leans in favor of Yut''s proposal.

    Unexpectedly, when I exhaled.

    "So, what''s black and thin is what''s in it for you?"

    Bourne Novor, who had been static with only a minimum of mouth, asks in large measure.

    That alone changed the atmosphere.

    If transferred to implementation, it would be a drastic reform that would change the very likelihood of the Verga Empire from the ground up.

    Even if you don''t want to be in charge of it, you can''t give it that much status and real power as the originator.

    And it''s also clear from the fact that Empress Reiki is sitting on the throne in a good mood to like him.

    Now I''m just a powerless person.

    But if you get the right results, how about that? We could be made up of that wisdom and become our own superiors.

    Can you live with it?

    Shouldn''t the pile that leaves be struck early?

    As everyone''s attention drew, Yut was unanswered by the Dead Giant''s head.

    (First of all, I wanted to make sure I was safe...)

    It''s not a craving phase theory, but if the minimum environment is not met as a creature, the next hope is something that''s hard to come up with.

    Or, idiot, if you honestly say, "I don''t want to die," etc., they could kill you the other way around. This is a world where such irrationality prevails.

    (Oh, yeah!

    A ballpoint pen with a thought-provoking, fuzzy chest pocket. Along with the uniform, I saw the item I brought in from Earth and came up with it.

    No, should I say I remembered?

    "Verga...... Your Majesty"

    "My concubine is also interested. I forgive the truth."

    Trying to call it off as usual, I rush to fix that just as bad. Only the two understand that, and the two smile secretly.

    "If you can, give me permission to learn magic¡­ the theoretical spell"

    "... is that all? If you want, we''ll give you treasures, mansions, territories, slaves."

    "It''s better to have it than it isn''t either, but we want to get more power than that"

    Power is not an end, but a means.

    Yes, the means to return to Earth.

    From what I''ve heard from Verga, it seems that the obelisk in the basement of this ebony circle has something to do with magic.

    Of course, I had the option of being introduced to that expert, but I didn''t feel it was a good idea to be enlightened about the move to return to Earth.

    "Good. Take the reward"

    "Your Majesty, then..."

    "Make good on the recommendations of visitor Yut Amaxa. Everyone, so be it."

    No one defies the Empress''s decision.

    Even that Bourne Novor kneels down on the spot and accepts the will of the evil demigod.

    Yut, too, imitates it - rather than being safely and abruptly drowsy, just unable to stand. I didn''t let go until I was conscious because of a piece of self-control left over.

    "By the prestige of my concubine, I must choose the best teacher."

    Yes, Verga in an upbeat and slutty laugh.

    There''s no sign of the red-haired empress who was sinking tirelessly.

    In fact, her heart was playing.

    It was Verga herself who told me to get results in three days, but it is purely surprising that in that short period of time she gave me more plans than I could have imagined. Maybe it has the effect of ¡°reality¡± experience or knowledge, but it doesn''t matter.

    When you get back to the real world, you can move it to execution.

    Of course, along with my son-in-law.

    You may push the mercenary industry as it is, or you may gain some trust before changing clothes to the invading army.

    It is not a bad idea to make an inviolable treaty with the Kingdom of Rotosilt to spread the print eastward.

    This is exactly what a dream spreads.

    More importantly, Yut is in this world - becoming familiar with the ethics of the Verga Empire.

    It''s going well.

    It was a last resort, but it was more effective than I expected.

    Again, Verga laughs softly.

    Slutty, giggling like her sounded between the thrones, disappearing.

 242 5. Ancient Black Dragon at the School of Magic

    Larsia and Yona, who stepped down in Teleportation in the courtyard of the Vainamarinen School of Magic, immediately found the person of interest.

    "Manners! Petler!

    Dean Mel is also in front of the Ancient Black Dragon with many students and staff. Something seems to be about to prep for the ritual, but Larsia doesn''t know.

    I shook my head thinking that if I were Yut... it wouldn''t make sense.

    The uniform appearance of his true name stands out among such a group of people wearing robes in alignment.

    As the Albino girl watched as she rushed over to them, the Grassland Race (Magner) bandit (Rogue) slipped through the crowd and moved under the dean.

    "Oh, did you come? It''ll help."

    "How well do you know what''s going on?

    "As for the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, quite. The disturbances outside awaited you."

    "Ugh. What''s going on in the dungeon?

    Inside, outside, it''s a pile of problems. I guess this is a Verga measure, too. I''m in love with you even though you''re a pain in the ass, and I put myself on the shelf, and I feel sorry for Yut.

    "First, tell me about you. It''s going to be a long time."

    The surrounding magicians (wizards) did not look good in the words of reluctance and lack of respect, but it should be said that there is no way Larsia cared. That was the same with Dean Mel.

    "In the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, There''s a Great Flood of Monsters"

    "The city was just the way it always was."

    If there really is a massive emergence of monsters, it would be odd if Folio-Farina hadn''t been in havoc. But the city has kept the quiet before the storm, hasn''t it also conveyed the news that the Verga Empire has invaded yet?

    "Over there, my master seems to be diving"

    "So, we put Verga under surveillance. Explain it from the beginning."

    "I guess I wasn''t sure"

    Sense the anomaly - or intentionally convey the omen in a way that only Vainamarinen understands, disconnecting the Great Sage from the date. How much I wanted to make Yut, I''m impressed through that one.

    "I''m sorry, but this one''s more serious."

    Original state of affairs told by the grassland species. It was a difficult word to tie together, but neither exaggeration nor falsehood existed there.

    The Verga Empire invaded from the sea and Yut was in a coma. Furthermore, mysterious things such as spells and magic objects (magic items) are deterred by the Prince of Eyes (Oculus regulus).

    After all, the special abilities the Prince of Eyes possesses are troublesome.

    "The Prince of Eyes? The range of deterrence isn''t that long. If you know you''re here, you just need to drive away with an attack spell from a distance..."

    "You don''t have a yut to do that, do you?"

    Vainamarinen is a hundred-layer labyrinth. Neither can Mel leave this school of magic or the city of Folio-Farina. The divine spell lacks firepower, and the most compatible Jonah...

    "Why is Jonah here..."

    "I have trouble telling you, but you do seem to lack calm."

    "Did you call?

    When Larsia has her head in miscalculation, an Albino girl brings Mana and Petra to rendezvous. Already, I guess I''m listening to you to some extent. They both tied their lips together all the time, and the ponytail and sidetail were shaking anxiously.

    "After all, you should run away..."

    "Don''t bother telling me that again. Of course, I won''t stop you."

    "You''re not stopping me?

    "If you''re going to devote enough resources to that, you better focus on something else. Besides, you''re free to feel responsible, but you don''t have to remember until you feel obligated."

    When they say good things, it is the prairie species that want to rebel.

    "Well, Val wouldn''t shake his head vertically if I told him to go home."

    I can''t help it, so I''ll go out with you, Larsia tells you to stay out of it. But there was no reaction from Yut. Vain.

    "It''s war..."

    "It''s okay. This Folio-Farina has been pinched many times, but never lost"

    A true name caught in it in another world says worryingly. The battle has been fought many times as a practical unit of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), except when it comes to war.

    Still, I was encouraged by Petra, who would be anxious for me, and she smiled so little......

    "But there''s no yut"

    "Yes, my master..."

    I go back to shaking it out with one word of Yona.

    "Yes, there is no Yut. That means that when it''s resolved in the meantime, you can make fun of it later, you can do whatever you want!

    "Can I get a broom?

    "Right. I''d rather have more souvenirs to take back to Earth, too. And I''ll be happy to remember you up there."

    With that joke, I managed to regain it mentally as well. Even if it''s airy, it''s better than not. Not even if you''re saying that, but it was still necessary.

    "By the way, I mean coma in Verga''s Secret (Sacramento), but I want you to try one."

    Mel, who was waiting for the young men to recover on their own, hands Larsia a a bunch of scrolls (scrolls).

    "What''s this?

    "It''s Astral Projection, a star ghost projection. I hear you used psychic powers to unlock Dimensional Dragons."

    "Yay. That woman was with me..."

    The Ninth Staircase''s theoretical spell, Star Phantom Projection.

    Thousands of gold coins, if it becomes that scroll. We will use it and throw it away apart from success or failure, but no one makes such an allegation in this emergency. Though his real name and Petra would have graduated had he found out the facts.

    Instead, as you can see by their true names, Mel and Jonah supplement the purpose.

    "I see. I dive into the spirit of Sempai, and I wake him up."

    "Master''s Heart......"

    These two are motivated.

    Going under Yut also means taking him to the battlefield, but it would be better than actually letting him fight.

    The scroll should be activated by Arcia somehow. If I can''t, it''s over, so I need you to do everything.

    All you have to do is let Jonah wipe out the Prince of Eyes and dive using Mind Bond with the remaining mental power. Mind Bond is not a spell, so the Antidemonic Star (Spell Reflects) has nothing to do with it.

    It''s in order. There''s nothing wrong with that.

    "Yeah. If you''re going to do it, you''d better have someone who knows Yut. I can''t help it."

    There was a calculation difference, but now there was a form.

    "If you''re going to keep those two, this one will help. Anyway, it''s going to be a war."

    "War?"

    "Oh."

    Just at that time, the woman in the dean''s secretary shows up and ears briefly.

    "Looks like you''re ready."

    If you notice, the magicians (wizards) who were around the ancient Black Dragon Dargenvelspar were also looking at this one over the distance.

    Not telling the Larsians to back off in particular, Mel retrieves the spell. And expand around 10 pages (...) cleavage remains.

    "Black Dragon Bone Soldier (Mavro Spartoy)"

    A page detached from the spell document emitted a light strip, surrounding the ancient black dragon.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    Soon the light will crumble, become a prism and pour down into the remains - again wrapped in light.

    When it disappeared, at the same time the ancient black dragon Dargenvelspar had disappeared.

    Instead, they were dragonbone soldiers (Spartois) wearing sharp, pitch-black armor. There won''t be hundreds of them.

    "Uh-huh."

    I saw that subdivine spell (Immortality Spell) and there was no word but the grassland race. We were dazzled by the difference from our own magic, such as our real name.

    "We will lead them to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth. Of course, some will be placed in the college and in the city of Folio-Farina, but a puppet who can do nothing in front of the prince of his eyes"

    So, I left you to it, and Dean Mel flips his robe and starts acting. Follow him, countless black dragon soldiers. The legion also marches to the College to the city of Folio-Farina.

    "A magician is very flashy and troublesome."

    I put myself up on the shelf, and Larsia dropped them off, bringing so much to herself.

    "Val, you know what I mean, right?

    The Tsubasa sailed offshore by a ship of acorns. The hustle and bustle of Dravael''s small golems rushing to work won''t even reach the cabin where the two of them are.

    "What are you talking about?

    Dressed in magical silver (Mithral) armor, Valtrude questioned Arusia, adjusting the vertical condition integrated with the caged hand.

    She was a Hellenonian Virgin who was worried and could even see lost, but still, beautiful enough to forget to breathe. Unless she abandons her pride, its beauty will not be compromised.

    Alcia doesn''t answer right away.

    In preparation for the battle against Verga, we will award divine spells such as "The Wall of Life (Vital Wall)", "The Fate of Death", which will revive us from fatal injuries, and "The Unyielding Contract (Fortitude)", which will further energize us in the event of serious injuries.

    When they came to a paragraph, the archbishop (Patriarch), wearing a crimson eyelid, put his hand on his childhood friend''s cheek and told him to teach gently.

    "I''m talking about Verga. It''s impossible to destroy her."

    "What, you know what?"

    God is not immortal.

    But it is immortal.

    Unless means such as the use of special treasures (artifacts), which are attacked by multiple gods of equal or greater power, are used, even if their lives are taken, they are resurrected after some time.

    Physically, the soul is immortal, even if it can be killed. It is for the same reason that the angel who visited under Verga was not intended to destroy the evil demigod, but to expel him from the earth.

    If you are the Divine Subjugator, the Demon Sword, you will be able to harm your flesh and stop your activity.

    Still, in a few or a few decades, you will regain your flesh again. Miracles and so on, you can extend that period, but that''s all.

    "I know. But that''s why you can''t possibly miss her."

    "What I''m trying to say is..."

    "I know that too"

    Pull out the Succubus Sword, confirm your fullness, and then return to the sheath.

    Then lay your hands on Arcia''s hands, says Valtrude.

    "Calm down... it''s not. There''s a lot of fighting going on, but I''m not abandoning myself or forgetting me."

    How can I put it, it goes to a worrying childhood friend? Close your eyes and think sight sealed just like her.

    That alone conveyed my thoughts from an emotion-sensitive ring, but that interaction was broken by the sound I heard from the phonetic tube.

    "Val, Mr. Alcia. It''s time to get close to the enemy, but what do we do?

    "Okay. Move over there."

    That''s how he replies to Acorn''s voice, and Valtrude takes his hand off Arcia.

    "You just are. That woman, she''s sorry if I didn''t hit her once. That''s all."

    That said, she is not a diocesan knight (paladin) who saved the world, a Hellenonian Virgin, or a Marquis of Istas.

    Just Valtrude.

    I was just a maiden in love.

 243 6. In the Spiritual World: The Way of Evil

    A month after finishing his presentation in front of Verga and the kings of the races. Yut had even busier days.

    Firstly, with regard to the movement of human slaves, estimates of the number of people are made by pointing out deceptions and miscalculations while aggregating the material coming up from each territory.

    In parallel, experts in agriculture and pioneering will be extracted, and the division of pioneering areas will also be decided. Exactly, adjustment is a pretty cumbersome task because you can''t move everyone at once.

    Because it is forbidden to go out of Verga - indeed, if you go out poorly and get killed, you don''t have an ex or a child - it''s all paperwork, but the treatment had improved. On the surface.

    Furthermore, a summary of the loot so far has been carried out with a view to extortion in the name of peace with the Kingdom of Rotosilt. About twice as much was said to be the amount of demand placed on them. We gradually reduce it as we negotiate - not that that''s the lowest line.

    That''s the empire of evil, no surprise time has been given to Yut. Because in the process, all kinds of misconduct were found, and they were dying in a double sense.

    The only time he could catch a breath like that was when he was invited to the Reiki Empress''s private room to bring tea from his hand.

    "Yes, Yut is quite muscular"

    "Finally, I know this one"

    While boiling water in the pot with a small magic (cantrip) spell, Yut gives a soldering smile to Verga sitting face to face.

    It was Verga, who said he would find a teacher of the theoretical spell, but the foundation had invited visitor boys to his private room like every night when he taught himself.

    A pitch-black room where I heard a lot about it right after the world shift. In that place, where fate has changed dramatically, he puts his energy into training to cut it open himself.

    It was that situation where men and women were alone, but nothing else - at least Yut - I hadn''t imagined.

    Although theoretical spells and mysteries (Sacramento) are forces of a different lineage, there is a common denominator of reality alteration. In that sense, it was similar to elementary science spells, small magic and secret tracks. It''s close enough to the polarity to say that Earth and Mars are similar if it''s the same planet, but at the same time, it''s not an error at all.

    In fact, Yut had mastered the little magic by breaking through there. In the beginning, the temperature was sometimes raised too high to rupture the pot, but it is now completely temperature-adjustable.

    "It''s the fruit of the evening training."

    "... that sounds pathetic"

    "That would be because you are aware of concubines as objects of lust"

    "If I nod, my life''s gonna be over."

    "You want to give it a try?

    "Bad bets are nonexistent."

    "Boring"

    She gives a disappointing, dissatisfied look, but as soon as she realizes Yuut, who lets her gaze wander into the void when she is in trouble, she gives a slutty smile.

    Well, not bad.

    Because I didn''t even imagine a month ago that we would be able to make jokes like this.

    (A month...)

    Even in divine hiding, time flows just like Earth.

    How are your parents, your dog, your childhood friend? No, it''s settled. You''ll be worried.

    I know that, so at the same time I feel sorry for you, I''m just a little happy.

    "Yut."

    The only clue to return to Earth was the obelisk underground. Yet the magic training to find out has just captured the edge.

    I don''t know when. No, in the first place, can you really go home?

    And by then, would you still want to go home? Do I deserve to go home?

    "Yut."

    Still, I just have to do every single thing I can.

    "Yut!"

    "Wow."

    Before Yut''s eyes, which was the sky above, was Verga''s face. While I was thinking, they were approaching me bypassing the sandalwood table. As someday, I was at a distance where I would be able to touch the passionate redhead if I cared about it.

    I can''t even leave poorly, and I get stiff sitting in a chair.

    "I don''t care if it''s with a concubine, it''s hateful."

    "Sorry. I was thinking"

    More beautiful eyes than the Empress''s jewels will stare at this one and not let go. The illusion as if it were glaring into my mind. But I don''t distract you.

    "Well, good."

    I took my gaze off Verga first and took a step away.

    It''s a shame, it''s a relief. While remaining uncomplicated, Yut tries to answer lightly without showing otherwise.

    "Thank you for that."

    "Better than that, well done this time. Again, praise and take."

    "Already get paid..."

    Suddenly, I was hugged.

    Suddenly even though I was away, my body and mind harden.

    My first thought was the obvious feeling that you''re no different than a human being. To be called the demigod of evil, the warm, soft feeling is no different from that of a human being.

    The target is Verga. An empress who can unite the empire in a world dominated by this evil reason: the Brewers. I might be wrong to think about this.

    "Yut, only in front of the concubine"

    "Oh......"

    Still, I''m terribly relieved.

    It makes my heart feel at ease.

    My mind shakes.

    The feeling of encroaching on your mind.

    But Yut couldn''t shake it off.

    Something about one night.

    When Verga''s elementary spell education and the structural reform of the Empire came to a paragraph, Yuut stepped into a training ground within the Ebony Circle.

    Not the strongest in the empire, but the most disciplined Kingsguard.

    The indoor training grounds, mainly used by them, are circular and the ground is rigidly trampled.

    Yut has an impression that it looks like it has been miniaturized by combining the school garden and gym.

    At its center, a man stood.

    "It''s the wish of the most honorable wizard, let me raise you to a first-rate sorcerer (wizard)."

    Beautiful blue and white skin with monocular glasses that evoked Yut.

    Zieg. Alto Crewing. Called the Bloodsucking Marquis, he declared his shimmering red eyes toward Yuut.

    "Nice to meet you"

    A heavy town of the Verga Empire, alongside the kings of Bournonovol and other races. I didn''t expect so many big guys to come. And more than that, I get barometric pressure on beauty that I don''t think people are.

    The blood-sucking Marquis has a sarcastic look on his suspicious beauty, distorting his purple thin lips.

    "But a visitor from another world? I''m sorry you''re a man."

    "What would you do if you were a woman?

    Yut asks as he moves under Zieg Alto, as if he is even being invited. Even if I''m confused, I''m not afraid of things.

    Yes. Ever since that night when Verga hugged me, I''ve had nothing to be afraid of without darkness.

    "It is decided. Suck it, the source of life."

    Having lived for a long time and been dormant for a long time, he is hungry for new stimuli. Not only did I say it was proof of that, I shook my coat (cape) wide, made a smile and showed my fangs.

    As I approach such a blood-sucking marquis, somehow, I come up with a vision that Acorn is about to be attacked by him.

    She can''t be in the Brewers (here). It''s an imagination or a delusion. Yet the sight is like reality. An unconscious killing occurs in the vampire (vampire) in front of you.

    But that won''t last long either. Negative emotions are fogged by the ensuing Ziguarto words.

    "Though, I just got woken up, too, because I don''t want to be with you for long. Let''s call it nurturing."

    "Here''s what I''m asking you to teach..."

    I wonder what that is, but this is the world. If you want to condemn me, you have to be strong and great.

    "So I got you some practice tools"

    "Tools?"

    One woman emerges from the shadow of the blood-sucking Marquis as Yut asks back. I''m amazed at the unprecedented appearance, a few steps backwards but nothing like it made me feel bad.

    On the contrary, he laughs lightly and stares at me.

    Yut, for some reason, remembered his dog.

    It''s similar. For eyes full of anticipation, before you go for a walk.

    "You know the attack spell, don''t you?

    "It''s about shock..."

    The same spell in the first stage of the staircase as Little Magic and Light Fire. It''s mainly a self-defense spell that damages the person you touch, like you just flushed a current. It shouldn''t be that powerful, but I imagined Yut to be like a stun gun.

    "Great. Now use it for this (Darla)"

    "... what?

    I don''t know why.

    "Don''t worry, I''d rather be happy. Who are you going to drool?"

    Rating for unscrupulous Zieg Alto Crewing. But she - Darla doesn''t get angry or protest, she just drools who.

    - I was excited.

    (Maybe a creature named Mazo......?

    As a concept, I know there is such a thing. But this is the first time I''ve encountered it. First contact. Hopefully, it''s the first contact I never wanted to make.

    Never, I don''t mean to discriminate against sexual preferences like that, but I don''t mean "hurt you because you''re happy" or "yes, I will".

    "No. But to an irresistible opponent it''s..."

    "Well, if you get attacked, you can use it."

    "It''s impotent."

    But it was also a word that poked at the essence.

    Bottom-treated fish can cook, but tightening up live fish is pathetic. Same thing.

    (No, no, no. Because it''s completely different)

    I really can''t wipe the resistance.

    Zieg Alto Crewing, who was staring at Yut like that to deserve it, took Darla''s arm, not to mention saying she was a student in trouble.

    And pull through unconstructively.

    "Ahhh."

    What overflowed was a whisper, not scream. Go on, blood.

    Blood stained the ground of sandy soil to create a red and black puddle.

    "You want another one?

    Release one arm more than a stick, and listen to the request as if you''d even give me bread.

    The battered female vampire shook her head vertically over and over again with a tranced look.

    "Okay. I get it!

    Not surprisingly, Yut went in between.

    Maybe it''s a selfish act, but I couldn''t watch any more.

    "You don''t have to worry about it."

    I say it like it was out there, but I was satisfied that it had unfolded the way I wanted.

    "Come on, let''s hear it again. If you don''t want to, you can stop. I don''t know if anyone else will come instead."

    "It''s..."

    It''s been tried.

    Right in front of me, they''re putting a stepping picture.

    Yut kept thinking, capturing female vampires trying to regenerate their arms with their wounds against each other in the corner of his sight.

    I''m about to be made to do something awful.

    But I''m about to miss my chance.

    Give us a chance to survive the possibility of returning to Earth.

    I know you''re being guided.

    But I had no other choice.

    "... I''ll do it,"

    "Great. What, to consolidate the foundation and hone the senses. After a while, I''ll work it out."

    Bless Yut''s bitter choice, bloodsucking marquis with his hands wide open. It is the devil itself who lures the good man into the path of decadence.

    "Ha-ha."

    On the other hand, that doesn''t matter. If you can''t be patient anymore, the battered female vampire Darla really drools who.

    "Come on, do it. Right away, right now."

    "I see..."

    Though I answered that, it took me more than 5 minutes to make up my mind again.

    "I''ll go, won''t I?

    "Ha-ha-ha..."

    Cut half a page from the spell document and hit it on Darla. The red eyes hidden in my long hair sparkled in hopes.

    Not held back by it, but Yut pushes the switch of the fantasy.

    "Impact."

    When Yut cast the spell, a burn mark was created at the point of contact, and the female vampire trembled as she distracted her spine. It''s like some kind of experimental animal, but the person is sloppy.

    "Come on, keep doing it."

    Giving instructions to do so, Zig Alto disappeared somewhere.

    "Are you okay......?

    "More..."

    If you look at it - I don''t want to see it, but I can''t possibly not see it - even my arms are completely healed by the regenerative power of vampires. I don''t want to, but I didn''t even come up with an excuse.

    "Impact."

    On the second attack spell today, Darla shivers with joy again.

    I can''t help what I have to do. Yut, so severed, activates the spell again and again to be sure.

    In a training ground for two, often followed by special training that no one could show.

    The effect of this was - remarkable.

    Being familiar with one spell helped to increase understanding of the structure of the theoretical spell itself.

    Unwillingly, Zieg Alto Crewing''s theory was correct.

    Thus rapidly growing, Yuut gradually began to use a wide variety of spells, including not just using attack spells, but also using them after restraining movement, feinting and mixing, and using concomitant spells to summon monsters.

    The means to achieve an end need not be one.

    Though it was from the bottom of my heart that I was interpreted as burning.

    Thus Yut began to walk steadily down the road to the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    At the same time, also the path of evil.

 244 7. Folio-Farina Offshore Naval Warfare

    Called to Acorn, Valtrude and Arcia show up in the steering room of the Tubassa, dressed up in a space of about five metres square, with the exception of sleeping yuutos.

    "With this, you can see it already."

    The Velga Imperial Fleet emerged from the north, this one moored on the south side of the island, but if it''s the foot of the Tubasa, it won''t take long to capture it.

    Receiving the provided binocular-shaped magic device (magic item), Valtrude observes the ocean from the steering room.

    The shadow was found immediately.

    "Is there a Verga in one of those?"

    The Imperial Fleet has no sense of unity in ship types. The shape and size are variable, although only the point where the giant jaws protrude is common.

    "Verga......"

    It''s also a command post that controls the entire ship with an orb, not a rudder wheel. So it leaks a clear emotional twinkle. But without further dragging, Valtrude turned to his two comrades.

    "Can you say you made it?

    "Right. I thought you were already attacking me."

    "Verga, too, may be surprisingly drained"

    Alcia was right, for whatever reason, the landing on Folio Island had not yet been fulfilled.

    "That would also be a matter of time, though. I don''t think he''s going to come home like this at all."

    "That''s Verga. I could say that I''m gonna make this city my first date with Yut a nest of love for both of us."

    "It''s really hard to deny."

    "I don''t want you to do that... but that''s a pain in the ass"

    Valtrude pointed out the Prince of Eyes (Oculus regulus), who floats around as if on sentry. He also takes some distance from the fleet, probably to avoid incorrectly deterring the magical effects of his allies.

    "Val, what are you going to do?

    "I know. Neither am I."

    If you see it as evil, you storm.

    It is often misunderstood, but it is neither good nor just.

    I noticed the enemy fleet in sight.

    We''re halfway there now with no excuses.

    If you were really just going to scout, you shouldn''t have done Larsia to the School of Magic. He would have identified the opponent''s enemy range and even acted alone to bring the information back.

    So is Jonah. I shouldn''t have let go of the Albino girl if she were to deal with the Prince of Eyes, not to mention how much means of travel she has.

    It''s that simple, I''ve never noticed. I can see how much blood was on my head and how dependent I was on Yut.

    "First, priority will be given to rendezvous with Larsia and Yona. Take a little more distance from them..."

    But I lost that decision late.

    They are not just puppets either. While distracted by a distant fleet, the Sahaggins were leaping out of the sea and climbing onto the deck one after another.

    "I wish I had a radar or something!

    "I don''t know what that is, but talk to Yut later"

    Unpluck the Devine Subjugator and immediately move to the deck.

    Already there were dozens of upright fish with limbs.

    "I''m a little violent right now."

    Reacting to the words, large eyes on both sides of the flat, long head glimpse the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Without being frightened by it, Valtrude takes a step towards the enemy.

    So, it was the Sahaggins who frightened me.

    From the top of the scale in front of them, the sahaggins were equipped with more scaly armor (Skyle Mail) and held trident and ship knife (Cutlass).

    Fully armed, the advantages of numbers cannot be shaken.

    Nonetheless, he was barometrically pressured by a diocesan knight of beauty that emitted light.

    Know it or not, Valtrude approaches you in the same natural way you walk through the city.

    The Sahaggins do not move as if they were fascinated. I can''t move.

    The light broke and blood broke out.

    The same red blood as a human creates a pattern. Some of them may have been blue blooded sahaggins, but either way, the Dravael minigolems will wash them away properly.

    It wasn''t until I fell on deck that I realized I had been stuck with my armor.

    As it were, Valtrude drove away an unholy intruder, as if to mow even the grass

    However, when it comes to groups, there seems to be a certain number of people who are conspicuous.

    A number of people perceived as unsurpassed wave up their weapons in an attempt to destroy a bow stone thrower (catapult) or a large crossbow gun (barista), not Valtrude.

    "Val!"

    "Trouble!

    The Hellenonian Virgin, who noticed the situation with a voice from the steering room, hits her heel and starts Boots of Wings, a military shoe of flight, which runs through the sky as it slips.

    However, because it took the shortest distance, the height was only slightly over the head.

    The other Sahaggins, who have finally taken off their relieved state, pound their spears and wave their swords at Valtrude, who moves defenselessly.

    But they were all played in magical silver (Mithral) armor. A move that was not in my eyes from the beginning rather than a behavior because I put my faith in its defense.

    Under your eyes, the sahaggins surround the stone throwers.

    At the same time as they waved down their weapons, they cut off the effectiveness of the military shoes in flight. As it were, I entrust myself to a free fall.

    Put the blade down.

    A large sahaggin was pierced with a magic sword from the top of his head to his chin, and his body opened along his spine. But sooner than the return blood flies, Valtrude pulls out the blade and sets his aim for the next prey.

    Every time she waves her sword, one enemy dies. It''s not like they''re weak or irresistible.

    But the armor is torn like paper, the weapons are also broken just to meet, the attack does not arrive, and the blade is imminent even in an attempt to escape.

    I had to wait for death to drink me. It''s like a whirlwind (Worldwind).

    It took less than 10 minutes to destroy the enemy on deck.

    But it was also enough time to allow the enemy to pursue.

    I took a breath and looked over my head, and the prince of my eyes was imminent.

    Maybe we can get away with this. But if they catch up and get tangled up in a place of magic deterrence, they won''t be able to move.

    "Acorn! Forward!

    "Yes!?"

    Surprised, he was a hip-pulling acorn, but Arcia was not the one who was trying to keep an eye on things from the steering room and cover them with a spell if necessary.

    "Mr. Acorn, let''s do what Val says. You can trust your judgment on the battlefield."

    "... I get it!

    Whatever the degree of difference, the ship''s operation on the Tubassa is not that difficult. At least, to the extent that acorns can be manipulated in a game-like way.

    In other words, even in Alusia it would be possible to move the ship straight, and more importantly, there was confidence that there would be no impotence in this situation where Yut was on board.

    Woven sails of magical silver let the wind shine wide and accelerate all at once. It''s equipped with extra baggage called the Sahaggins, but at no speed.

    "Well, let me show you something."

    Stepping on the bodies of the Sahaggins, Valtrude mounted a large crossbow gun. It''s easy to target, and it unleashes a great arrow (bolt) on the Prince of Eyes flying this way.

    The spear-like tae arrow released into the air pierced the prince of the eye that flew straight over here. It falls into the sea with zero liquid, neither blood nor cerebral plasma, in a ball like a skewer.

    He went on to shoot in five shots and defeated only that number of princes in his eyes.

    But as far as I can see, a dozen bodies are still in the sky, followed by the enemy fleet trying to point this way.

    "This is the way to go."

    "Because I don''t care what happens!

    It should be noted that Valtrude keeps moving forward.

    A floating fleet at the end of the line of sight. In it, we have enemies.

    Besides, there was a good chance of winning.

    "It''s already started!

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    Two of Larsia and Yona, who were at the School of Magic, fly over here with their real names and Petra. Even though it''s traveling by spell or psychic power, its shooting is unmatched.

    Countless arrows, accurately unleashed also with the help of a spell, went past their aim and decided on the steep point of the Prince of Eyes.

    "It''s a good thing the steeple is big. Yeah."

    Next to satisfied Larsia, the albino girl refines her mental strength as she pauses.

    "Elemental Burst"

    This one had nothing to do with the aim.

    A hemispherical explosion envelops the princes of the eyes and shoots them down with a blast of flames.

    "In an instant..."

    "It''s too awesome..."

    The ponytail and sidetail girls flying with us don''t even have time to get their hands on it. The prince with the eyes who said it was so troublesome - at least for what he could see - was wiped out.

    "You''ve come a lot. Everyone, come inside."

    "Ugh. Dead bodies."

    "Missed the wave..."

    "It won''t be the other way around"

    Quickly after a job, the four of them descend onto the deck and travel to the steering room as they pass between the bodies. The lord was served by Valtrude, but there is no enemy pursuit.

    "Dean Mel has deposited a scroll (scroll) that may cure the master."

    "I got it. I got it."

    "You see hope."

    With his hands on the orb, Acorn tells him to feel relieved.

    Acorn, dive.

    "Okay."

    But I can''t live with that. Valtrude calmly gives instructions, and Acorn follows them. After all, the leader must not shake

    "I''ll talk more about it later. Guys, grab around there."

    The hull of the Tubasa leans diagonally. As soon as I realized that the tip was facing the sea, I proceeded to the bottom of the sea at that angle.

    "Oh, it''s easy to clean."

    "Rather, I didn''t"

    As a result, Sahagin''s body, which had not been fixed, was flowing into the sea. Now, I just have to think it''s a water burial.

    "You mean there''s a way to save Yut?

    Though I fled into the sea for now, I can''t stay long. This state also greatly limits our ability to attack.

    "Yeah. It feels like getting Alcia to use" Astral Projection, "a star ghost projection, and going to wake it up directly"

    "Is that what you mean"

    True name and Petra''s will, conveyed from an emotional ring. That and Larsia''s explanation made it possible to see the situation.

    "I don''t know, I guess I''d better concentrate on Verga"

    Arcia, Jonah, his real name, Petra go under Yut. Acorn remains in charge of the ship''s manoeuvres, while Valtrude and Larsia face off against the enemy.

    "Without Yut and Egg, we''re understaffed"

    I don''t know what else to do.

    "Ah, if you defeated the Prince of Eyes, you''d be able to defend the city to some extent with the Dean''s spell."

    "That''s convenient."

    Determine roles quickly and move quickly.

    "Guys, I asked for it."

    "Let it be."

    Acorn, who spoke on the back of four people hurrying to Yut''s cabin, is relieved by the flat but reliable voice from Jonah, who has returned.

    Next, he turned to Valtrude for instructions.

    No, would it be a federation that loved the same man? I know what you''re going to do.

    Just eye to eye. Understand that''s not wrong, and smile.

    "I''m sorry I got involved."

    "I''ll listen carefully to that apology after Yut wakes up."

    "... right"

    It all comes from that.

    "Surface me. The place is the center of the enemy."

    Acorn nodded silently at that instruction, which seemed reckless. Larsia laughs, too, that she has no choice.

    According to Acorn''s will, the sail of the Tubasa swells in the sea and the bow is diagonally upward - facing the sea.

    A ship that rises at a rate that is no different from travelling at sea rises inside an enemy fleet by breaking the surface of the sea as it is.

    At the same time, Valtrude moved to the deck.

    "Val, you were so angry"

    Arranged at the entrance on the deck side of the steering room, Larsia with a bow trembles her body and voice to say, but Akane gives a suspicious look.

    "Really? It was always the same."

    "Even in this situation, I''m always more afraid of the way things are."

    That''s right, and Acorn also agreed with him as he put his hand on the orb.

    Anyway, this way they''re less likely to be attacked because they''re afraid to argue with each other... after cannons and other firearms start piling up.

    If enemies can get in like the Sahaggins did earlier, there is no denying the disadvantage.

    Still, Valtrude chose this place.

    That way, be absolutely sure that the evil demigod will show up.

    "Long time no see, Verga. And this will be the last"

    "That''s odd. The concubine agrees completely."

    The two confront each other at the tip.

    Good and evil.

    The battle to determine the female male was about to begin.

 245 8. Forbidden Encounters (Previous)

    "Why, black to the clothes...?

    "Master..."

    In the process of manoeuvring without thinking about the passengers. True names and Petra, who managed to reach Yut''s cabin, stared painfully at the lying Yut.

    "No abnormalities can be detected in the health of the professor (professor). Medicine seems to be just sleeping."

    Is it an application of a medical app, a tablet in the arm - Machina tells the diagnostic results with mechanical audio?

    "You''re like a sleeping princess."

    "Are the scared princes getting along? Would your husband (master) like to join us?

    "Not interested"

    He rocked and denied the ponytail and broke up his conversation with the spell document.

    "Let''s hurry"

    "Yeah."

    I could see the colour of tiredness, Jonah, but I was motivated. Gather less mental power and use Psychic Power.

    "Mind Bond"

    Except for Alcia, the three spirits connected.

    Shock, confusion, confusion, anger. I can see that the various emotions come together, are overwritten, overwritten, and contemplated, so that action is in hand.

    To an unknown sensation, the true name and Petra''s mind and body shook.

    "I''ll be there."

    Check how it goes and expand the scroll (scroll) to which Arcia was given by Dean Mel.

    The Theoretical Spell of the Ninth Staircase, Star Phantom Projection, Astral Projection. If it was meant to be, an advanced spell that she couldn''t possibly even use.

    But if it''s a scroll, it''s fine.

    "Trus-Sink, you who know the depths of sorcery. I gave you a piece of that power."

    A spell that allows a person''s soul to be freed from the stirring of the flesh and to go to the boundaries of reality. The target audience is a maximum of six. Duration is 20 hours.

    It stills the mind, integrates with the great will, and reads the contents of the volume. Eventually, the certainty that can be activated springs to the breasts of the beloved daughter of death, sorcery and goddess.

    "Star Phantom Projection."

    There was a possibility of failure.

    But you can''t imagine that. Perfect activation.

    The scroll lost its power, and instead the three Jonas became spiritual beings. It would have been surprising if Alcia''s eyes had been visible for her true name to hold to Makina.

    "I asked for it. Yeah, but if it''s dangerous, I''ll be right back."

    It''s Jonah I want you to hear, but I know you won''t. So it was a word for the two elders, but it could make them laugh when it''s worrying.

    That''s fine, if you''ll come back properly.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Unfortunately, the words of the mental body do not make sense. But the thought was conveyed.

    Jonah takes the lead and dives into the spirit of Yut.

    Even if we can''t see it through, I guess the signs have been communicated. With her hair pulled back, Arcia left the cabin behind.

    I can''t leave my handy childhood friend alone.

    Besides, when I was alone with him here, I wasn''t sure I could contain my emotions.

    "This is..."

    "The Spirit of Sempai¡­"

    Dal-Lukash was a bookshelf on one side, but there in Yut is the city. It was also the city of Falve.

    Each of the three of them, standing at the entrance to the city, faces each other. Naturally speaking, his real name was surprising that it might not have been anywhere on Earth.

    "I see. I guess this falve means the most impressive sight for the professor"

    "Well, naturally."

    Why, Jonah with her chest stretched.

    "It''s the city my master built, isn''t it?"

    Petra is also a convincing face.

    The only thing that made me uncomfortable seemed to be my real name.

    Not familiar with the spiritual world, but if something most familiar to us appears, isn''t it still the city of our homeland? Or do you just think so because you''re the same Japanese?

    "Go."

    Jonah enters the city looking used to it.

    Meanwhile, the mental body is the true name of the first experience and Petra is a surprise. I am not used to feeling subtly different from my flesh and can''t walk very well.

    "Master, you should walk a little more thoughtfully. Conversely, buddy is modest. Unfortunately, my partner''s legs aren''t that long."

    "Ugh...... In my ideal, more soothing..."

    With the recoil that no longer has the shackle of flesh, they have made the ideal - or dreamed of - movement in shape. Pointed out by Makina, Ashblonde magic warrior blushes as he hugs his spear like a cane.

    "Next time, you want to bring a beauty gymnastics book or something from the other side?

    "No consolation either!

    "Seems ideal, not yet"

    Jonah, who is also as she is in her mental body, puts her chest up again. Even in a hurry, it doesn''t grow faster. Then you should be as self-righteous as the mastermind.

    The Albino girl had recently changed her mind.

    Within the next few years, Val, Arcia and Acorn will have Yut''s child. If we were listening, we would hold our heads and make a fuss, but this is a decision.

    Furthermore, a second third person and a child were born, a paragraph.

    And it''s my turn to grow beautifully. There was no rush at all.

    Excellent. Not a minute''s gap.

    "Weird......"

    But that''s also the story since Yut was undone.

    Put aside a nice future prediction map and stop and look around the city of Falve.

    Inside the city, I was idle.

    That may be possible in itself. But nothing too much.

    It is time to reach the castle fortress, the heart of the city. And yet, how can there not even be a jammer-like shadow? When Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) came out a lot.

    Perhaps that in itself should be welcomed, but it is too suspicious.

    "Guys, alert."

    "Okay!

    "I''ll move to the rear."

    "Naturally."

    Two and one followed a girl who was not even old enough. No one here is bewildered by appearance.

    Take a few meters distance from each other and proceed carefully to the fortress.

    Buildings such as cobblestone roads, carriage railway tracks, houses, shops and temples are almost nothing like the real thing. The scale was the same, and in a few dozen minutes or so we arrived at the fortress.

    "Let me think there is something, the purpose was to buy time...?

    "But then, when you get stuck without thinking, there''s a problem."

    "But actually we got caught"

    "When you do, buying time and doing what you do is one focus."

    True names and makinas will consider the possibilities as they look up at the castle fortress with the gate closed perfectly. But there are too few ingredients to conclude.

    "... won''t open"

    "From the sky, do you want in? Or destroy it?

    While we''re doing that, we''re going to start exercising our strengths. But Jonah, who seems to agree with me first, can''t move.

    Little mental power remained and I had to hesitate to act that might be wasted. The same goes for defeating the Prince of Eyes (Oculus regulus), but the real Disintegrator, which I left to my anger and let go to Verga, worked. From now on, Yona reflects on trying to think a little more about doing things.

    But I have no regrets.

    "Then I''ll give it a try"

    My real name pushes them away and points the camera side of the back of the tablet towards the castle gate.

    "Sempai will endure this much."

    Until now, I had chosen a spell to flick and activate the LCD screen of my tablet. But thanks to Makina, I was freed from such manipulation.

    "Frost Bolt"

    Just scream the spell name, the processing undertakes the makina. All the operators do is aim and pull the trigger.

    A circular magic formation floats in front of the castle gate, from which two water-colored arrows are fired.

    The Cold Air Arrow now activated is an attack spell on the first staircase.

    It''s less powerful, but I''d be in trouble if it was done here or in reflexes. You were right to say just fine, but the cold air arrows were beautifully absorbed and I couldn''t put one scratch on them.

    "Again, couldn''t you"

    "Then I''ll fly next!

    Petra, who raised her hand and ran for office, attempts to break in from the sky using the Flight spell.

    "I couldn''t..."

    The moment you enter the fortress, you can change your orientation and you can''t go any further. It was the same result no matter how many times I did it from anywhere.

    I comfort Petra with her depressing shoulders, but the expression of her true name is harsh.

    I don''t know if it''s Yut or if the enemy is doing that, but it seems like a policy of consolidating defenses rather than eliminating this one.

    I could understand that, too, Jonah.

    In that case, there''s only one thing you can do.

    "Yut''s Baker"

    Dressed like a climber who reached the summit of the mountain, Jonah suddenly starts to curse.

    "I see. It''s a verbal match."

    The only person who understood exactly what that intent was, Makina.

    In short, it''s like saying bad things to each other in a kid''s fight. But if it provoked me to ride it, I would.

    "It''s too low dimensional, but there doesn''t seem to be any other way"

    "Is there something wrong with my master?

    Rather than reluctant, he pushes Machina against Petra, who seems to think so from his heart, and attaches earphones to both. After I take it out, I realize this was the spiritual world, but, well, okay.

    "Ma, Mr. Mana!?"

    "Hey, I''m serious. Makina, keep it ringing in the music."

    I didn''t hear a response because I switched to earphones, but it was clear from Petra''s black-and-white eyes that she was doing as she was ordered.

    "Sempai is too insane."

    Talk to the castle gate about the first thing that comes to mind.

    "Let''s just say that on Earth, well, I didn''t know, so I had no choice. But Petra told me. What, you think I''m suddenly going to let you train in a place like hell? What do you mean? What are you thinking?"

    Sudden correctness.

    But there is no change in the castle gate or in this world.

    "What you can do is not what everyone can do. Come on, be aware."

    But I don''t care. My real name keeps talking.

    "And that''s it. Let us hold on to our women''s relationship."

    I decide to punch my hand and say it''s because this is the time.

    "I don''t know that three fianc¨¦es worked hard to be Sempai. But that''s why you won''t let them fall in love and leave you alone. I won''t even tell you to take responsibility, but let''s be clear."

    I don''t know, I don''t know what I''m trying to say myself.

    Still, he opens his mouth so that he can poke at something.

    "Let me be clear, that''s it. Please don''t interview each and every one of them to confirm their preferences or anything like that, okay? You think about what you''re doing, you figure out the cause and effect, right?

    Let''s not do this any more.

    Despite the minors, he seems to be a fool who was taken to the tavern to be heard. The awareness that I''ve come to resemble an adult who thought it would be a bad idea has something hard for high school girls.

    "Sempai......"

    The tone of my voice changed.

    It''s like sweet, and then I''m going to cry. A voice that allows you to tighten your chest.

    "Please just come back. Guys, I''m worried. Because I like you."

    Otherwise, I wouldn''t even come here knowing it might be dangerous.

    "Mana. I''ll do quite a bit"

    Curse, persuasion, petition and.

    The heart of his true name, with all sorts of emotions, reached Yut.

    - But just a little bit.

    The castle gate opens only slightly.

    "Disintegrator - Enhancer!

    Jonah didn''t miss that gap.

    Squeeze the last spiritual force and emit a green ray of destruction into that gap.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    The castle gate opened and Yut stood silently behind it.

    There''s a yuut dressed in a pitch-black robe.

    "Yut!"

    "Sempai!

    "Master!"

    But I can''t get that voice. In the first place, I don''t even know if it''s Yut himself.

    There was no time to be sure, and when it raised its corner of mouth and smiled evilly, it tore apart the pages of the spell and turned into the universe.

    "Nightmare"

    A theoretical spell that shows nightmares.

    Except it''s a true dream for Yut in this world.

    Over the heads of the intruders into the spiritual world, the powder of light pours down.

    The dream, the sight.

    Everything Yut has experienced since his world transfer under Verga. Compress it and let it experience in a flash.

    So I can''t keep it in my memory until the details.

    But you can''t possibly take that shock. As if they were forced to log out, Jonah and the others were driven out of the spirit of Yut.

    "Well done."

    So the only person who heard that voice was Makina with different spiritual structures.

    "I''ll take care of it."

    It''s different from Yut''s voice, but somewhere similar.

    He had a very powerful voice.

 246 9. Forbidden Encounters (After)

    "Knock."

    A boy in a black archmage robe suddenly stopped and held his head down. To the sharp pain, I often put on my face.

    "Too much work?

    The solitaire was a self-question that answered yes without exception, but the discomfort quickly disappeared. There should be no causality.

    Having so concluded, Yut proceeded through the polished hallway with his beautifully polished boots as well. The sound of shoes played in regular rhythm echoes within the ebony circle.

    As he went down the road, everyone stopped on their feet and drowned their heads deeply. Take that for granted. But hurry to the throne room without a glimpse.

    Yut had transferred to the Verga Empire and two years had passed.

    It was never a long month, but enough time for him.

    Having achieved a track record in internal affairs and practicing witchcraft, he had built a solid position. At the earliest, he is neither the abused nor the taken away side. Conversely, so few opponents can dictate his biocidal dispossession.

    But there''s nothing to be proud of. I''m just doing my job solemnly.

    As part of this, Yut opened the door that leads between the thrones.

    "Heh. I didn''t think you had a client. Should I put it back out?

    "It''s a mean thing."

    Yut, who stepped between the thrones for the report, chants his words with the Lord in peace. The verga also greeted him happily with a slutty smile.

    "It makes me Mocha!

    Between the two of them, there was a guest Yut said was.

    All of a sudden, he hits the floor with a glowing two-handed sword (Great Sword). A crater was formed between the thrones, and the earthen smoke was already up.

    "I don''t ask what angels are for..."

    "If you know what I mean, it''s quick."

    It has been a long time since the earth was stained with evil, but there is also a God in heaven who directs good. Occasionally, they send deputies to the ground to try to defeat evil, but unfortunately they couldn''t say the results were coming.

    "It''s Verga, the evil demigod. Evacuate from the sick ground."

    An angel points the tip of a two-handed sword at Verga. There were two pairs of white wings covering his entire body from shiny sheet metal armor (plate armor).

    The beautiful neutral face is imbued with the determination to hate and smash evil.

    "I admit motivation is important."

    From the hands-on experience, it was only in the way of work now.

    "I''m sorry, but I''m busy. Can you do it another time?

    "What are you talking about? Visitors from different worlds, right after Verga -"

    "Dream Transition Gate (Cloudland)"

    Ripped 9 pages from the spell document and unfolded over the head of an angel.

    The rainbow glow wrapped him - the next moment, it disappeared from the throne room.

    "So, I need to talk to you"

    Turned down persistent sales. Not to mention to that extent, Yut moves closer under Verga. Seeing him like that, the red-haired empress smiled lewdly.

    I''m totally familiar with it already. You won''t have to worry about anything.

    "Verga?"

    "Oh...... I''m sorry. So, even love whispers to you, huh?

    "There''s no public or private confusion. It''s doctrine."

    "So it would be nice if you were private, huh?

    "It was my fault. First, let me report it. His Excellency the Chancellor will piss me off."

    Yut was now climbing down to deputy prime minister of the Verga Empire. The current Chancellor, Sherreylon Latetal, intended to cede his position in anticipation of the timing, but has placed it on hold.

    He saw a good chance of jumping over such a status and becoming a royal mate as well.

    But Yut doesn''t seem to be aware of it. As I said I would not confuse the public and private sectors, I would stop at the stairs in front of the throne and start reporting. This place, which is like a dance floor, was also the place where policy recommendations were once made.

    "First of all, the state-run farm is going pretty well. Harvest more than doubled than usual."

    "Well, it''s almost triple, actually."

    "Estimates, though."

    It has been put into nostalgia in various places and taxes entering the national treasury are diminishing. We were both laughing when you said the injustice was being done. I''m not spilling my eyes that it''s so cute. The accumulation of wealth is also in the knowledge. If you show competence and do not expose yourself, you will not be guilty.

    Of course, I''m holding back evidence for when something happens.

    "Massive, streamlined. Plus, a reward system to motivate you. You should see it as worth the money."

    "Hopefully, in the long run."

    I''m pretty sure Yut did a lot of reproducing farming methods on the planet he knows about, using the giants for opening up, and bringing experts from other countries.

    But the most important factor would be the motivation shown by the human slaves.

    To the slaves, pay a bonus according to the yield of the district in charge. That in itself is an unusual response in the Verga Empire, but it worked.

    And it does not impose heavy labour in vain, nor is it harmed by trivial failures or by the whims of the supervisor. With such a system in place alone, the productivity of the slaves improved instantly.

    That''s a policy that would turn it from slavery to livestock, but Yut hasn''t noticed. I just wanted to reward you to the fullest in the frame of this world.

    Verga chuckles at the achievement.

    Of course, in response to the enrichment of the country - not.

    That Yut''s policies have brought nature and evil together.

    It was a spectacle that a direct spell attack was carried out on the King''s capital, Sejour, against the kingdom of Rotosilt, which was reluctant to pay the sum of money. Because it''s efficient. Ugh. His expression is so good that he wants to cut it and save it. Burgler, who was so rebellious, also totally admitted Yut with it.

    And the Verga Empire cuts its rudder east.

    Because he was interested in Li Kutua, an island country in the Far East. There were several countries along the way, but with a push of force, a ploy, a swallow.

    While doing so, a state-run mercenary regiment was also used to spread the fighting south to the west.

    Woohoo. The world is full of destruction, death and chaos.

    Multiple, wonderful world.

    But it''s time to end it. Unfortunately, this world is only a means and not an end. The whole thing has to end and we have to get back to reality.

    But before that, Valtrude Istas outside must be exterminated. I have no other intention. Otherwise, his reality (...) and his inability to do so will occur. That''s all.

    "Verga?"

    "I''m sorry, I''m sorry. So, what are you talking about?

    "Hey, I''m gonna go check on the state-owned farm."

    "I don''t know."

    It''s bad that I was immersed in thought, but I also want to complain that I was blocked by boring things.

    "Well, good. As soon as it''s" Moving Moments (Teleport). "

    "No, I won''t use it. I''ll take the carriage."

    "What do you mean?

    "We have to keep the trump cards."

    So, it all passed on.

    Moment Travel is meant to survive when it comes to uncovering fraud. If you tell them beforehand, they have time to hide evidence of wrongdoing. I guess we''re going to keep an eye on that trend, too.

    "If that''s the case, we don''t have a choice."

    Meaningless. Then, with a slutty smile, the Empress gave permission to her beloved man.

    Without knowing that would be the beginning of the debacle.

    On the way to the state-owned farm. In "Phantom Carriage," the first carriage of ashes, Yut worked spreading documents.

    The papermaking business he promoted is also on track, first of all just switching imperial government documents from parchment. Printing hard copy can also be used to do a lot of things.

    Simple work that just ends with simple confirmation and signatures. The brain''s resources are rarely used, so I really think of something else.

    For example, about going back to Earth.

    The magic of Obelisk was already filled, and with it, the prospect of returning to Earth stood. It is also undeniable that I will not do so because I have Verga...... but I am not no longer willing to go home.

    If you go home now, it''s possible you''ll never be able to come back to the Brewers again. I really wanted to avoid that.

    I struggled to get it. I am not going to abandon my position in the Verga Empire easily. More importantly, Verga would be very happy to bring Earth''s technology here.

    Maybe she wants to go to Earth too.

    That was quite a fascinating forecast for the future.

    "What?

    To the tremors that have accidentally struck him, Yut frowns and interrupts his thoughts.

    Continuing, the carriage rocked intermittently, and an anger was heard from the outside.

    There''s a battle going on.

    Naturally, I''m not just traveling with one of these carriages. Troops dispatched by Verga''s Kingsguard are following us together as escorts.

    "Raid."

    Yut has many enemies inside and out. Some allies are more than that, but it also meant the same thing as potential adversaries. In other words, I have too many thoughts to identify.

    "Well, I don''t know what to do"

    That doesn''t mean how we can cut through. Kill them all or capture them alive. How do we handle it if we catch him alive?

    A man who became deputy prime minister of an evil empire smiles evil.

    Without even trying to hide it - rather than realizing his expression - Yut opens the door to "The Ashes Carriage".

    "Whoa, it''s dangerous."

    At that moment, an arrow pierced his temple - it looked like it.

    But it is also not a reality that an arrow was stabbed so that "a smile as bright as a flower" is not actually a flower. An arrow that stands still for a moment returns to where it was released under the effect of the Inverted Arrow Sacrifice Arrows.

    But unfortunately, the arrow ends up just standing on the ground. The shooter was after a long journey.

    (Proficiency, pretty much)

    With that praise, Yut uses the "Flight" spell to jump on the carriage. Good, but keeping track of the war is a priority.

    As a result, it was the guards close to total annihilation who were able to confirm it.

    Something like being crushed by a giant thing, giants. Minotaur was either the work of an earlier archer or was accurately shot through a steeple. In just a short time, the Kingsguard unit had been wiped out.

    And...

    "Demon Assault"

    From side to side, a large military horse equipped with horse armor (birding) sets up a charge. occurrence, carriage and military horse traffic accidents.

    "Not at all."

    The black robe was tempered, and Yut fled to the sky. This brilliant raid hasn''t happened in a long time. Out of height, with curiosity, look down at the raider.

    "That carriage will do quite well, too. Where the hell is it?"

    "I serve the Hellenonian God, Cathedral Knight (Paladin) Valtrude"

    It was a beautiful girl.

    Cover your entire body with magical silver (Mithral) armor and stick a magnificent sword cut this way.

    Both the kind of hair that melts the gold and, in front of it, the eyes that turn the gem into stone actually look glowing. Not by comparison, but beauty opposite Verga.

    A long forgotten glow was in her.

    "The Great Black Mage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa, I''m here to take you away"

    Unexpected Raiders.

    Apostle of the Good God, which should not exist in this Brewers.

    No, I don''t care about that.

    Just looking at her makes my breath painful with severe palpitations. For whatever reason, I also have a terrible headache.

    Uncomfortable.

    I want it gone.

    But still. Yut couldn''t take his eyes off that cathedral knight - Valtrude.

 247 Behind the scenes.

    - Who is it?

    Verga raised a willow brow between the thrones of the Imperial Castle Ebony Circle. An overtly grumpy look is unusual these days. When the neighbors except for Yut now saw it, they must have frozen their spine.

    But I can''t help it. Because I felt signs of foreign bodies in this world that part of her had entered. The Box Garden to make him my thing must be complete.

    "Have they noticed?"

    "I can''t grasp the details, but it looks like there''s been a breakdown. It was your fault, too."

    "Otherwise, you wouldn''t come out dressed badly."

    On the front of Verga, a silver ash cloak appeared. That rocks, and laughs when it''s even delightful. It''s a naively colored, adult voice.

    What can I do for you?

    "What can I do for you? There''s no way you can miss a successor being dropped on the path of evil."

    The first to have an entity was two horns. Then a golden scale is formed and a Japanese man appears. Great shape for a disappointment. Heroes, it also reminds me of heroes of legends and stories.

    Dragon Emperor.

    Once Yut exchanged words among the jewels of the earth, the conqueror of Li Kutua. That residual thought was there.

    "Successor? I see. The dragon man from the Far East. Speaking of which, my son-in-law kept a treasure (artifact)."

    "If you mean my junior, you know everything."

    "Then the countrymen will tread upon the sanctuary of their concubines with their earthly feet, and do something about it"

    "Hey, I just put my destiny in the right direction.

    "The concubine decides what''s right"

    Clearly, Verga assures you without stray or delay.

    Dragon Emperor''s residual thoughts gave me a bitter smile.

    "I don''t think so. There''s nothing more you can do."

    Neither humble nor alarming bluff.

    He managed to intervene by hitchhiking a crack in the spirit made by his real name, when he was eager to feel the anomaly of his owner and the opportunity.

    But that''s all.

    All you have to do is leave it to Yut.

    "Then go sick."

    "Let me do that. I can''t stop getting wiped out here."

    "You still look like you have a counterattack tag."

    Dragon Emperor does not speak.

    I just had a childish smile on my face, and once again I was in a state of embarrassment - disappeared.

    "Son-in-law..."

    An empress with grief in her eyes speaks of a name that cannot be called in this world.

    Verga that created this spiritual world, but it is not possible to behave as the Creator. Unnatural interventions bankrupt the world.

    So, believe me, we have to wait.

    That was all she was allowed to do now.

    Folio-Farina''s Hundred Layer Labyrinth. The most famous dungeon in the Brewers was also the place that now produces the most intense death in this world.

    Its tenacity, the Great Sage Vainamarinen, is abominably usual. There is no dirt on the robe, and there is no blood paste on either because of the demonic sword in hand or the effect of the demonized spell.

    That''s right, the grin is gone, but we''re going to be able to fight until midnight like this.

    "But it''s just so hard."

    69 floors underground.

    On the floor, commonly known as the Warcraft Garden, Griffon''s, Hippogriff''s, Wyburn''s, piled up the body, and Vainamarinen inhaled deeply.

    The smell of blood and dust was also to be taken in together, but the feeling of oxygen staining the tired flesh is exceptional.

    Exactly, there are limits to dealing with it alone.

    Calmly, not weakly, Vainamarinen analyzed the current situation.

    If they were gathered in one place, they could be wiped out at once, but that would probably take the city of Folio-Farina on the road.

    Absolutely, I didn''t have enough hands.

    In such a way, to the new signs felt from behind, the Great Sage turns the cutting edge of the Devil''s Sword to darkness.

    But why? I immediately put my sword in my sheath.

    "... Huh. I''ll leave you to complain."

    "Sorry I''m late, my master."

    It was another great sorcerer who emerged from the darkness.

    It was Mel who brought in the Black Dragon Soldier (Mavro Spartoy).

    "Later, that''s a good sermon"

    "I hope your hands are soft"

    Yes, at least only Dean Mel, smiles bitterly and narrowly.

    "Hopefully, my master wanted to jump in when he was in danger, but the reality doesn''t work very well."

    "A hundred years early."

    "A hundred years from now, they''re going to say the same thing... first of all, now"

    A flood of hundred layers of labyrinth. I know the cause of the outrageous mother-in-law, Koeli Renato, who is rampaging up and producing tons of monsters by the unusual.

    But I can''t deal with it fundamentally.

    "My disciples, along with the Black Dragon Soldiers, are placed in the labyrinth and in Folio-Farina. I''ll take care of that..."

    "Right. Then, Mel. Do you want me to help you?"

    The great sage Vainamarinen took a huge bout of diamonds out of his nostalgia. Make it a gold coin, there will be 25,000 jewels.

    Seeing that, Mel could understand what spell the teacher was trying to use, but not even the specific measures.

    But needless to say, what do you do?

    Just the two of us, calm the flood.

    We''re going to do a miracle.

    Alsace finally sat down with a treasure sword traitor on his hips.

    With Eudit''s hand in the private room of the king and his wife, he dresses up in a military costume that combines his natural charm (charisma) with the style of a famous general who has escaped the military memorial. A man will drip his head naturally and follow his life.

    King Alsace was single-ridden, about to head to the north tower wall.

    I''ve already entrusted it to you. Chancellor Dieter Schukel is also a competent figure, as is Marquis Halvani, a military adviser. There''s no need to doubt that they''ll put the reinforcements together.

    And my father, who was king until the beginning, is alive. There is no need to stay in the Wang capital anywhere. It is urgent to stop the failure of the north tower wall.

    The mouthless might call this stand play the same as it was twenty years ago. "The Book of Nothingness." (Kaios Evil) When he led the Crusaders and won hard.

    As a result, the activity of the Book of Nothingness dived into the earth and Alsace himself was petrified.

    Whether it''s the same or not, the behavioral principle hasn''t changed. Yes, he admitted it himself.

    Become a hero.

    Although there is a major premise of saving the country and the people from the crisis, there can be no denying that there are personal motives.

    "Master Alsace..."

    "Sorry, Eudit."

    However, my chest hurts, considering I''m worried about my new wife because of that selfishness. Unexpectedly, she holds her eyes moisturizing and looking up, touching soft hair with a gentle wave.

    They were all acts over armor, but the feelings were conveyed. As if relieved, Eudit buries his face in the cold chest armor (breast plate).

    "No, Eudit wishes Alsace well from this king''s capital. It''s my wife''s job to protect the house."

    "... Nice to meet you"

    Alsace answered plainly, remembering the loveliness that might not be said to her healthy wife. It''s easy to punch your head, but it''s too embarrassing.

    When you get home, you should.

    "Eudit, when I come back..."

    "I think you should stop that."

    Out of my arms, poor thing. But there was a voice full of majesty.

    Instinctively understanding what it meant, Alsace broke his knee as he left Eudit as he was played.

    He, the king of one kingdom, has few opponents to do so.

    "Your wife owes you flesh. You''re not on the table, but you''re conscious. The suspicion that he was in close contact with his stomach is unnecessary."

    "I never thought I''d see you again."

    "You don''t even have to be. You''ll have to run errands soon."

    Deep in the Kera Forest, the "ever-winning¡± Hellenonian Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) is stopping the ground invasion of Tura zu Ranuz, a pillar of rotten meat of the Demons (Demon Road).

    That manifested itself through Eudit''s flesh.

    "When you say errands...?

    Her knees remain broken, but she raises her face and asks directly. This is how Alsace behaved according to the directions of the Minute Divine Body.

    It''s a pretty different response from the Yuts, but it goes without saying which is the exception.

    "My Lord, I will transfer thee north."

    "... Are you sure?

    Surprisingly, I stare into my eyes without light, knowing it was disrespectful.

    It''s an emergency.

    The covenant of the gods of good and evil - the Blue Covenant (Brewers) - does not interfere in the earth. This is a fact that even children know.

    In other words, things are going beyond that.

    To that fact, Alsace took a breath.

    "Except you''re the only one who can transfer. Still going?

    "From the original, I intend to"

    "Goodbye."

    Eudit smiles at King Alsace, who responds with a satisfactory look and a minute divine body.

    "Anytime, no problem"

    "You may go. You''re going to the battlefield."

    My hand touches Alsace''s shoulder. At the same time, the testimony of the king, once carved, had fever. The moment I realized the discomfort, his appearance disappeared from the private room.

    At the same time, there''s light in Eudit''s eyes. To the flesh, consciousness returns.

    Hellenonian minutes. Neither the Divine Body, nor Alsace, are there any more.

    My husband, the one he loved, headed to the battlefield.

    Of course I''m willing to worry about it.

    But more than that, his memorial comes true. Approaching true hope.

    More than anything, I''m glad about that.

    With such pride, Eudit quietly left the couple''s private room behind to explain what had happened in this room.

    The earth is screaming.

    The earth, which sustains and gives grace to the cause of men, is tormented and dull.

    The tallas task that brings it about was just going in a straight line, without worrying about the others or anything.

    Once upon a time, a castle of black demons existed and insects (Insectians) set out for the earth. A six-legged whale carrying a armor travels through a wilderness where no grass grows either, collapsing the scaffold every time he walks.

    I don''t need sleep, I don''t need rest.

    I don''t know what the purpose is. No, I don''t even know if it has a purpose. The disaster of walking is that people walk slowly too. But it''s definitely going north.

    Same thing the mountains are moving.

    Before that, one warrior stood up.

    Too small to hold back the way you go. That''s not courage, it''s reckless. What I''m challenging is ravaging, not fighting.

    The Barbarian Warrior (Barbarian) Exile of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) set up a weapon - Spike Flail - that had just been spotted as an anchor.

    I guess that blow has shattered every obstacle. I guess I''ve been opening my bloodpath.

    Even if that was understandable, it should be noted that in front of Talaskus, it only seemed to be a madman''s business.

    Dragon Scale armor is stained red in the sunset. It''s about time the sun sets, but it''s the kind of opponent that the expression HUGE gets stale. There is no obstacle to fighting, even if it is somewhat dark.

    That sunset, however, gives a hunch as to the future of blood.

    Exile today is a lump of contradiction.

    Before I came here, I had a son. It''s not even in the pattern, and when I''m refreshing my child, who cries fine, I get a grin.

    A child who has received many blessings from the gods, can''t be looking forward to the end of it. There are many things I want to teach you and do with you.

    Now, I could be sure that I would grow up healthy without me. throughout the tribe, and I have no doubt that they will educate me well.

    So, even in front of the Talasks giant, I felt no fear.

    I don''t want to die.

    But I''m not going to spare my life.

    It feels strange.

    Even the giant Talasks are slowly approaching. Gradually, I couldn''t grasp the whole picture. Sooner or later, you must only see one of your legs.

    Even then, you won''t recognize as much as the roadside stone, such as about yourself.

    "Well, let''s do it"

    No fear, no feeling.

    No sense of merit, no worries.

    What we do, it''s decided.

    Hit me, turn your face over here. Hit me, hit me, hit me through.

    That''s just it.

 248 1. In the Spiritual World: The Road to Truth

    He said, "You want me?

    By loosening his lips, he transforms his anguished expression into irony and manages to keep room. Ever since I met that woman, my mind and body have gone crazy. Do you think that too beautiful a look can be poisonous?

    (That''s not true. Funny thing is, it''s me)

    I''m aware of that. Think of it, even before I met Verga today, I had a sudden headache. What the hell is going on? I''ve been completely unbridled lately, anxiety erodes his mind.

    However, the vice-prime minister of the Verga Empire does not appear to be the vice prime minister. Yut was desperately trying to control his mind.

    "That''s right. Verga''s belly heart, Yut Amaxa. Saving you will lead to good and hence to saving the world."

    "Saving? Me? The world? I don''t know..."

    If it''s the hand of salvation, Verga is on his own in time. Even if they say so now, it just sounds bullshit.

    That means it must be a spiritual shake. Then I can understand.

    "Apparently, you''re not a domestic force. Where the hell is he? Is that Rotosilt? Is that Folio-Farina? Chronica''s too far away."

    Name and ask the enemy countries - all but their own. But I also know there''s no way I''m going to answer honestly. This is like a ritual to certify that diocesan knight (paladin) as an adversary.

    No matter how beautiful, the enemy will not relent.

    With such determined eyes, from the unreachable air of the sword, he flickers a black robe and looks down at the girl he named Valtrude.

    "We are adventurers requested by the Kingdom of Rotosilt"

    "Oh, adventurer..."

    I met a rare animal.

    With that look, observe the cathedral knight on horseback.

    I''m not deceived by its glowing beauty, but I can''t tell you how adventurous it is from her. Martial artefacts are sophisticated magic (magic items), and horses are top notch. It wasn''t something that one person could do.

    But that''s the proof of the adventurer - they spare no money for their gear - and Yut doesn''t realize it.

    No, I don''t.

    The fact that the bias of that knowledge is also the guidance of an empress who dedicates herselfless loyalty.

    Next, look for adventurers other than her. At least there must be someone who unleashed an arrow. If it''s from the air, you should be able to find it without any particular difficulty, but you can''t see it.

    But only my voice sounded faint on the wind.

    "Why is Val giving his client''s name!

    "Val, there''s no choice."

    "Ahhh. Arcia''s absence is regrettable..."

    Nervous interactions.

    (Are you going to close the gap and set me up even if it''s unintentional)

    Though he did discern their intentions, Yut showed no further interest.

    It''s not alarming.

    If you want to leave, you can do it now. Over there, I guess I''m not even going to kill him. Even if you run away, it''s only after you get information about them.

    "That''s a brilliant arrangement, even though it''s not the army. It''s not like my escorts are less skilled."

    "I''m used to discussing evil. We''ve been brushing our arms in action."

    "I see. It''s like a special unit."

    A handful of elites infiltrated enemy territory abduct enemy dignitaries. It seemed like a spy movie.

    (You haven''t seen a movie in a while...)

    A sentiment of sorrow that only came to the table for a moment. Realizing that lonely look, Valtrude stares at the archmage (Arch Mage) overhead with a strange look.

    Yut and Valtrude.

    Two people you can''t possibly meet in this world.

    The gaze mixes, temporarily, forgetting the sound. Other beings besides each other were driven out of consciousness, and their muggled minds nearly touched each other.

    What a spell. In the first place, did they use a spell?

    I don''t even know that, but he tells me to flip a black robe so I can roar.

    "You''re going to confuse me!

    Yut turns a blind eye to fear.

    I have a feeling that the ¡°common sense¡± that I have cultivated is about to collapse.

    "After all, it doesn''t look like it''s completely wicked."

    "Then what?

    Isn''t this world full of evil?

    Then it''s no use resisting on your own. We just have to fold, increase our strength, and survive.

    At the point where he''s making such an excuse, it''s proof that Yut hasn''t been corrupted yet, but he dares turn a blind eye.

    "What are you gonna do, kidnap me?"

    "Lead us to the path of good."

    "Ha. It''s a wild word, it''s"

    The Way of Good? Where in the world is that?

    "Evil flourishes, strength dominates weakness. Don''t make it easy on anyone, like making a difference to that only absolute law."

    "That is reason in the Verga Empire. First, go outside the country¡­"

    "It''s the same everywhere you go. What''s gonna change?"

    That''s it, unless you go back to Earth too. Then this country with Verga is fine. No, I like her side.

    That''s what I tell myself, but that''s the proof that I''m uncomfortable.

    No more, I shouldn''t.

    Don''t chirp with that woman.

    "Are you being manipulated? Or are you being guided? Either way..."

    "Shut up!!

    Screaming so much that my throat is slit and I''m about to bleed.

    I don''t want to hear it after that. Don''t ask.

    "Meteor Rain"

    Tear the page out of the spell document like a child woke up Kanshiku and throw it into heaven.

    "Val, let''s retreat once!

    "I agree."

    "... Much obliged. But..."

    A divinely gracious cathedral knight leaves the scene along with meadow species (magners) and rock giants (jarloots) who have jumped out of the shadows.

    Almost as time went by, the stars fell from the sky.

    Boom and blast cover the ground.

    And Yut''s robe shall be in the wind, and his face shall be illuminated by fire from heaven. Give me a childlike face that''s patient to cry.

    I used a fancy spell about it, but I guess I should be chasing it.

    Yet Yut just stares at the meteorite smashing the well-maintained path. No, I haven''t actually seen that either.

    Behind his brain, a proud adventurer of the beauty of heaven - Valtrude''s serious eyes were burning like shadows broiled out in the summer sun.

    "Is something wrong? You look terrible."

    "Verga......"

    Only the facts of the raid were reported in Message, and Yut was straight back to his room.

    A messy space scattered with scrolls and magic fixtures. The evil demigod sits on the only bed in which the point of view can be applied as a living space.

    As the word goes, it''s terribly considerate.

    She seems so anxious, I''ve never seen her before.

    "Nothing."

    But Yut just shakes his head cold. Dressed to ignore Verga, lay in the empty space of the bed. Beds of sufficient size make it possible for two men and women to be together without touching each other.

    In a pale manner and in reply, the red-haired empress put her lips on.

    Something must have happened.

    Something he can''t tell you.

    I hate that dragon man (Draconut). To everything that stands in the way, irritability grows.

    And even to its own detours.

    It was originally a bad bet.

    Still, Folio-Farina is not a print, but also devotes a great deal of power to the maintenance of this spiritual world. So I don''t completely get what I want, either inside or outside.

    Still, I went into battle. Absolutely, because I wanted to get it.

    The temper was floated and forgotten by Yut, who was well becoming ours. I was going to win.

    "Whew, yut. It can''t be anything, can it?

    "... why not"

    "I hear you''ve been raided, but to that extent, you''re supposed to look so tired"

    "That''s not true..."

    Turning away from the evil demigod, the Great Mage returns the answer that it doesn''t matter.

    The truth is, I can''t look her in the eye and talk to her. If I did that, I wouldn''t know what to say myself. I could ruin everything.

    It''s unstable.

    Anything, but it looks like a lie. Now he''s a hunk of suspicion.

    I chose silence without summoning, because the last reason is working.

    In that disgusting manner, Verga could only let Yut''s hands stretch out to his shoulders wander in the hollow.

    I want to touch it.

    I don''t want to be rejected.

    That''s Verga''s first emotion since she was born.

    - It was fear.

    "It''s Yut..."

    "... bad. If it''s not urgent, you''ll have to wait."

    "... right"

    A voice with lost color.

    Up to the world, it becomes the color of sand.

    I''m sorry.

    Yut''s conscience hurts at Verga, who is depressed.

    I handled the worst. I also have that awareness.

    But a thousand disturbed minds couldn''t help it.

    (I don''t know about emotions, I just need to lose them)

    Colder, like a machine. I want to spend time without interfering with my will.

    I''m sorry I got swept up.

    It''s similar to that eight hits. Yut falls asleep thinking about every shiatsu.

    "Yut......"

    Fine. From what I know of her, an unlikely voice. If Uncle Kabone Novor had listened, Yut''s neck would have been ripped off on this occasion.

    Verga finds herself confused by losing confidence and getting worse and smaller.

    Though I don''t think so, we all couldn''t see what to do at a time like this.

    Love isn''t all about fun.

    She doesn''t even know that, she just endures unspeakable anxiety.

    I wasn''t told to leave.

    Now all I could do was hug that thin edge and stare at my dear man''s sleeping face.

 249 2. Virgin and the demigod (previous)

    "Ugh, my head...... Plus, I feel..."

    "Petra, are you okay?

    "Yut, with that woman..."

    Eliminated from the spiritual world, three people: Petra, her true name, and Jonah. In the cabin of the Tubasa, where Yut sleeps, he fulfilled his awakening.

    With the shock of being forced out and the impact of being shown compressing the two years Yut spent, Petra looked so blue that she was sorry to watch. I can''t even stand properly, I''m on my knees.

    I was particularly shocked by the situation of Yut, who said he was a teacher, as if he had been beaten directly in the brain.

    The real name that passes through that petra has not been affected that far. There will be different degrees of spiritual dependence on Yut, and neglect for the ethics of the Brewers.

    And he felt more anger for Verga than sympathy or concern for Yut. I understand that''s closer to redoing reality than dreaming, but that''s why.

    Instead of simply rewriting values, it is not necessarily of a bad nature to push them into a situation where they cannot live without.

    "Brainwashing because you''ve been shaken isn''t something you''re allowed to do."

    "Yut over there looked good, too, but not forced"

    A true name with a subtle temperature difference and Yona.

    I guess the reason the Albino girl is positive besides means is because, unlike Valtrude and Alcia, she doesn''t necessarily believe in goodness. For better or worse, it was neutral.

    "Ugh...... So, my master..."

    Petra, finally somewhat re-held, gets up fluttering sidetails and observes Yut''s condition.

    "Ah..."

    "The color of the robe appears to be fading considerably"

    As Makina puts it, the robe of Yut''s Great Mage (Arch Mage) was no longer pitch-black. The yellow light flowing from around the chest also matches, approaching the original color.

    "About half?

    "Somewhat, I hope it made sense."

    If the color of this robe represents the state of Yut, Jonah is right. But I can''t help it any more. And then it was up to him.

    "Makina, what''s the time?

    "It''s only been about 5 minutes, Master"

    "That was a long and intense time..."

    Some cartoons take months to make that five minutes pass - and the acorn is supposed to be on the ship in the steering room. The real names and Petra, who still have the power to fight, decided to move there.

    "Yut, hold on tight"

    Jonah, who holds her fist all the time, dropped them off on their backs.

    In her, who has exhausted her spiritual strength, she will not be a force of war. Apart from that, we need a human to see how Yut is doing.

    The steering room was reached without difficulty.

    And the two become witnesses.

    In the Brewers, good and evil.

    of two people representing that force, meeting each other for one man.

    "Flame (Flare)"

    A red-haired empress wearing a darker dress than darkness unleashes a secret (Sacramento) onto Valtrude. An elongated, chiseled, paper-like flame released from your fingertips.

    It surrounds the body of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and explodes. A large red circle bloomed in the evening sky.

    My real name and Petra arrived in the steering room just in time.

    "Mr. Valtrude...?

    "Oh no..."

    The two faces change into despair, but it was rather the enemy, Verga, who is convinced of her survival.

    "Making, unusual"

    Smoke blasting clears.

    What was there was Valtrude shining the same brilliance as before. Neither the all-body armor of magical silver (Mithral) nor the shield integrated with the hand have a single burn mark.

    Can we harm the beauty better than angels?

    Originally, divinely graced diocesan knights have high resistance to magic. She is called the Virgin of Helenonia, whose abilities were also in the realm of transcendence of the people.

    Once driven by the industrial flames of the evil flaming Spirit Prince Il Canjual, it has grown even more since then. You will not be harmed by one of Verga''s secrets.

    "Are you both safe? Is Jonah at Yut''s?

    "Both, yes"

    "Nor has my master been in the worst shape"

    "Yes..."

    Akane, who was waiting for nothing in the steering room, was just a little relieved. Sometimes both Larsia and Arsia were intercepting enemies on deck and were alone and anxious.

    In the distance, Valtrude confirmed the return of his true name and Petra.

    I don''t know the details, but does not say anything maintain the status quo? At any rate, we must defeat the roots of all evil.

    "Now it''s our turn. - I''ll sign."

    The ability of Boots of Wings, the military shoe of flight, drives Valtrude through heaven. The only thing that made her beautiful was her endless appearance.

    The deed. I can''t take my eyes off my feet one by one.

    Whether it''s painting or sculpture. It is impossible to recreate the beauty of Valtrude in all the art of this world.

    From all over his body, he sees spirituality (aura) and advances to the red-haired empress.

    Its speed, its power, its will.

    Even the half-gods of evil are inevitable.

    "Shield"

    "Whoa, whoa!

    The Demon Sword Divine Subjugator is held back by the Wall of Secrets. But Valtrude broke down the barrier at the mercy of his strength, forcing the blade to protrude into the evil demigod.

    Verga''s shoulder is slashed and torn, with brighter blood than her hair. The wound regenerates blocked immediately, but I didn''t know what would happen if I continued like this.

    Still, he doesn''t look like he flickered at the red-haired empress.

    "It''s an abomination. This body doesn''t belong to one concubine."

    Then say whose it belongs - no, you won''t have to say it.

    "Give me a vague quote. But if you can''t beat it, you''ve been through it many times."

    It''s different from what I''ve been getting into in the past, but I can''t afford to notice that. Neither does Verga.

    Shiatsu is a handicap - but the thought of hanging in this battle is the same.

    "I''ll tell you as many times as I want, I''ll have Yut back!

    "No matter how many times I''m told, I can only give you the same answer"

    Again, Valtrude runs through heaven. However, not from the front, but further up. Take a high position and fall from it all at once. Earlier I was held back by a secret trail, but if I gained more momentum and more power, I should even be able to break that.

    It''s a head-on battle that can even be described as simple, but there''s no way Verga would even go along with it.

    "Tentacles"

    From under the feet of the evil demigod, a pitch-black tentacle stretches out. Thin as a piece of paper, it gives you the luxury of killing to the Cathedral Knight.

    "To that extent!

    But Valtrude doesn''t even try to cut it off with a sword. Let it hit, keep falling. The tentacles, which were supposed to capture and subdue goodness, could not even touch Valtrude, and then went through.

    "Until the Liberation Contract"?

    "No worries if you''re ready. It''s Yut''s word."

    The Fourth Ladder divine spell that nullifies all restraints. It''s a support spell that Alcia has always put on since she was an adventurer.

    Valtrude is not alone.

    Together, he loves one man, fighting alongside the will of Arcia and Acorn.

    "There''s no reason to lose!

    An exorcism sword waved down by the momentum that breaks Verga apart. Rolled out with ideal timing, posture and momentum, it looms on an orbit that only seems like a lucky move.

    (Taken!

    Even Valtrude, unrelated to alarm, shouts inner pleasure.

    "It''s God''s business to flip the logic!

    Verga took that fatal blow (critical hit). It is slashed and torn in a straight line from the top of the head to the groin and is severed.

    But.

    The black jaw blew out, clear in an instant, and the light and evil demigod was regaining its original appearance, as if it were a dream. Playability to unreasonable.

    That''s why it''s the belly of the business to get the blade again and again.

    "My concubine needs something."

    I wave my right hand and call Wang Xuan. It emits a black light, and a moment later it turns into a pitch-black sickle. The Evil Empress with the Reaper''s weapon in her hand was luscious and finally looked like she had regained her natural leeway.

    "Mostly depressing."

    "Just like that, I''ll give you the word back."

    Verga waves a big sickle at the mess.

    It''s a blow that doesn''t make any sense, but Valtrude is inevitable. The blade approaches the neck of the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, as if she were counting backwards from the results.

    "I am Yut''s fianc¨¦e. Originally, there is no curtain for you!

    He prevented it with a shield integrated with his hand and pushed it as hard as he could to get the distance.

    "To the extent that we met just a few years ago, what do you say"

    "If you were rejected by Yut, you could pull yourself out of it."

    Following that Hellenonian Virgin, the evil demigod conquers the sky. A demigod who gracefully waves a large sickle of reach longer than a long sword and tries not to prune a man''s life.

    Dark dresses don''t flip, and if you''re a disciple, you should stop thinking about their sluttiness and offer yourself a neck.

    "Valtrude Istas. If you were in the opposite position, would you give up?

    "On the contrary, etc., it can''t be"

    Don''t you understand the hypothesis?

    "I''m saying that''s pointless"

    Strike down the imminent sickle of death with the sword of Helenonia, change your grip and poke your cuttoe down Verga''s heart as if you were digging on the ground as well.

    The red-haired empress turned the sickle pattern and missed the orbit of that relentless blow.

    "The spare time, the concubine smashes me"

    "The month I spent with Yut. I can''t deny it."

    In the sky, the Virgin and the demigod clash.

    The balance was still in line.

    "Uh. I''m doing it. I''m doing it"

    The final war between good and evil, waged overhead.

    With a subtle sense of ready-to-see on it, Larsia sticks her dagger to the neck of an orga. Like piercing a fork on a hot cheese, it glides without resistance and pulls the blade out.

    At the same time, it rained blood.

    But without waiting for it, the Grassland Race (Magner) Bandit (Rogue) finds his next prey. In fact, the target is indispensable.

    Siege the perimeter - I got into the middle of it from here - from the fleet, one subrace with evil phases was boarding the Tubasa after another.

    That''s because the magician (wizard) spell couldn''t fathom the insane armor of a magic silver-coated steel tree hull. Because of this, he couldn''t handle it with his usual bow and rarely showed off his melee.

    Unendangered, but undeniably inefficient.

    "Summon the Magic Doll (Cole Golem)"

    There, I took part in that battle somewhat late, the Arsian spell was completed. There is a round hole in the universe from which the steel giant descends slowly.

    Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, serves as a samurai, a steel magic guide (Iron Golem), temporarily borrowing it, the Ninth Staircase''s divine spell.

    Just get off the deck and you panic, multiply it and Larsia will kill you for sure.

    At the same time, not in concert, but the thick arms of the magical guide doll blew away the elephant.

    The enemy is not always after this ship.

    The primary purpose is to deprive Yut of his personality.

    I can never forgive you.

    Plus, the acorns are on this ship. They must not have evil hands stretched out.

    Alcia inclined her consciousness towards the Virgin and the demigod confronting her in the dark sky without changing her face direction.

    "That bareback, it''ll disconnect you."

    "Even if I die, it doesn''t mean you''ll be chosen."

    "No, so concubine!

    The sword of the god of war and the Great Sickle of Evil collide.

    It was also a clash of women''s will - the settlement was not yet likely to follow.

 250 3. In the Spiritual World: Awakening (Previous)

    The wake of the day was the worst thing Yut can remember.

    I have a headache. I''m about to spit out the contents of my stomach. I remember not eating the whole day, speaking of which, holding onto my obnoxious chest.

    Tiredness like the day you caught a cold. It makes me want to curse everything. Including myself, of course.

    Everything in this world is cursed. You just have to destroy a world like this. Outreach, such as the demon king of the world, may have decided to destroy the world on such a sick morning.

    I had a dream.

    Dream when I was on Earth.

    My father was there. With a rugged look, the sight of you sitting at the table. I mean, as usual.

    My mother was there. As usual, I was in the kitchen smiling like a flower.

    Yut - The brave man himself plays with his dog in the living room. After a while, it might be a good idea to invite Zhuyin for a walk.

    Dream like that.

    Far away in just a few years, a peaceful sight.

    A routine you may never get again.

    I compared that dream to who I am now, and I was struck like I had been hit in the head.

    Where did you go the wrong way?

    I have no regrets for myself right now, but I have some thoughts.

    It''s all because of that Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    I feel bad, I want to die, the world is cursed.

    That''s right. Let''s get everything straight. That''s all I have.

    And when we''re done, let''s apologize to Verga. Think about it, I got a terrible attitude. Though I couldn''t afford how much, that''s not good.

    If I uncover that woman''s lies like Valtrude, I want to do whatever she wants.

    So determined, Yut rises out of bed with momentum. And - I should have slept with it on, but it hung properly - weaving a black robe took out the spell document to choose today''s spell.

    Thus begins the day of destiny.

    Yut followed Ebony Circle, the castle of Empress Verga, without telling anyone.

    The cancellation of the inspection resulted in the treatment of Dwarf slaves bought at the mine from the chief of the Black Dwarf. Azur-Srl had been consulted about the treatment of pirates who would territorial the trading city of Hardenturm, offshore, but all threw at their bosses.

    Sometimes, you''d be allowed to do this.

    Yuut, wearing a uniform and a pitch-black robe, was going through the woods alone.

    Though the "Remote Site" spell jumps in difficulty, it is also possible to see the person on the mirror even after hearing rumors of the person and to know his current location from the footage.

    There''s no such thing as finding out where that woman is who knows her face and her name.

    As a result, the diocesan knights had been found in the woods near the state-owned farm.

    Of course, it''s possible that this is a trap. But if it was a trap, I wouldn''t mind a trap. If those women, who also mark goodness unintelligibly, are to imitate cowardice, then their troubles can disappear at that point.

    I''m not used to walking in the woods. In the first place, I had only recently traveled by spell reliance.

    The strong daytime sun is blocked by the trees, making it a warm and soft light to wrap the yut. Underfoot is a sensation of under-grown grass and slightly damp soil. River spiral that sounds far away. Bird chirping. Signs of small animals. I carefully avoided the roots that came out on the ground and occasionally failed to cling to them.

    "I don''t suppose it''s lack of exercise."

    The former football club insistence wasn''t hurt, but excuses for no one. It''s not work, it''s not battle, it''s not plot. It was a long time ago to move her body purely, and Yut nearly forgot her original purpose.

    But if you take your steps, you''ll be closer to her for that matter.

    "Look, isn''t that what I said"

    "I think that''s a theory of results. ''Cause you were gonna wait till you got here, weren''t you?

    "Whatever."

    somewhat open place, in the woods. Near the water field, I found the cathedral knights camping. A little further away, a horse is eating grass.

    Even if you notice Yut inevitably approaching, there is no such thing as their appearance. On the contrary, I even felt signs of welcome.

    (What are you gonna do?

    I don''t see the intention, and Yut is confused. First fight, give in. Then start negotiating. Such a plan completely collapsed.

    Are you taking care of the fish stung on the skewer while adjusting the addition and subtraction of the incineration, such as the Rock Giant (Jarloot)?

    It reminds me of hunger and Yut''s stomach begins to peristalize. It should be said that the noise didn''t ring, it was a shame. Though it''s negative that I accidentally swallowed my spit.

    "You''re here just in time. Let''s eat."

    "I''m not here for dinner"

    I''m not putting poison in it.

    I wonder how surprised you looked. Protest the angelically adorable appearance by distorting it just to say it''s not intentional.

    "Val doesn''t poison you, so that doesn''t make much sense."

    "Ugh. Well, that''s..."

    After pointing out the grassland species (Magner), the end of the story becomes smaller as troubled.

    Lovely. And I miss it for some reason. You''re not supposed to have met her on Earth, or in this Brewers. Somehow, for a long time, I even feel like I''ve been spending it this way.

    (Illusion)

    Floating in the back of his brain, Verga''s sad face. Yes. You can''t betray her. So the tone gets tight, too.

    It''s like you''ve been waiting for me.

    "I told you yesterday. Still not stained with evil. I can see that."

    The Cathedral Knight - Valtrude also recommends a seat to Yut as he sits on a rug placed around the fire. Ignore it and stand still, cut cold and throw it away.

    "Can you trust me?"

    But I want to believe it. I found myself thinking so, and Yut was badly wolfed.

    I have a conflicting consciousness in me. To my first experience, I was confused and flirting.

    "Eat."

    A giant rock giant appeared before Yut like that all the time. In my hand, I have a skewer of fish. I wondered if you had lowered it with those thick fingers, and it went crazy for some reason.

    "I don''t trust you. But I trust Val, who said I''d trust him."

    It''s none of my business.

    "Naturally."

    That''s all I''m saying, I push the grilled fish forcefully back to the fire. If you look at it, not only the Cathedral Knight, but even the meadow species are turning their eyes full of anticipation here. Does it intend to feed the wildlife?

    Angry, Yut hit the fish from the belly area.

    The aromatic, burnt skin and moist taste of your body make you hungry. My bones were in the way, but I ate up all at once that didn''t matter.

    "You''ve eaten so beautifully."

    "Ha."

    I almost told the Japanese not to lick it, and the fish gets stuck in my throat. The seemingly meadow pedigree gave him a water bag, and he drank it from his chin to his neck.

    "I wish I had soy sauce."

    The archmage of the pitch-black robe (Arch Mage) lowers his back on the rug while making an unscrupulous demand for at least a return of interest.

    I came here to put it on black and white. I can''t help but be firm.

    "First, I want to hear your story."

    With a serious look, a beautiful woman staring at this one. I am forced to look so beautiful that I forget.

    But more than its beauty, Yut is moved by his desire to keep it secret. It''s not about the beauty of the surface layer. Because her soul is noble, so does her appearance.

    "What am I supposed to do? One fish doesn''t teach you state secrets."

    "I don''t want to give you my share."

    "I don''t want to either."

    "Nothing, I''m not craving confidentiality. I want to know the path that Deputy Chancellor Yut Amaxa has taken."

    "... I get it."

    It would be reasonable as an exchange condition.

    Yut tells the story after the metastasis.

    Meet the Empress. A gloomy life. Origin. Training as a magician (wizard). And that he has moved the country as one arm of a red-haired empress.

    The adventurers listened seriously to that confession - with occasional questions and confirmations.

    As the story progressed, he was a Valtrude with an angry, difficult face and a pathetic look on his face, but he never made any accusations. At the same time you are saved by it, you are annoyed by the consciousness of sin.

    "Spicy......"

    "At least, I wonder if it''s arbitrary."

    "... I can''t see the way you treat the weak."

    Finally, the three of them uttered their thoughts, and the conversation was over.

    "A different world. But I didn''t think the great magician who dropped the island was in that situation."

    "Island drop? Oh."

    Sejour, king capital of the kingdom of Rotosilt. I guess you''re talking about dropping the island with a subdivine spell (Immortality Spell).

    That was really effective. At least, there should be less blood flowing.

    "Let''s conclude."

    A pondering diocesan knight opens his mouth shaking off his hesitant heart.

    Yut wanted to block his ears. I wanted to summon you and decide you didn''t have everything.

    Unknowingly such a covert desire and so forth, beautiful as an angel, she spins decisive words from her lips never touched by anyone.

    "This world of blue covenants (Brewers) is not as virtuous as Empress Verga says. A world where good and evil antagonize."

    "Now, they''re pushing me a lot."

    "That''s true."

    The words of the meadow species and the rock giants do not reach Yut''s ears.

    He was surprised.

    I was not particularly surprised by myself.

    Were you feeling thin or daring to turn away? Or did you believe that the world wasn''t crazy?

    Verga was fooling me.

    If that were true, wouldn''t you just be a dumb self who had been fooled?

    "Oh, ha-ha-ha"

    Before Yut, who suddenly laughed out, the bandits of the meadow race (Rogue) were surprised and the rock giants showed slight vigilance. But Valtrude does not confer on any of them.

    "That, what. Oh, I don''t know what to say at a time like this!

    I regret my lack of power.

    Yut had another amazing thing to do.

    Cathedral Knight Valtrude. I don''t feel like I''ve ever met her before. And the words were believed unconditionally. That''s enough to make me wonder if I''m being deceived.

    Verga and Valtrude.

    Valtrude and Verga.

    Either is right, one is wrong.

    And...

    "You don''t have the means to prove it''s true."

    "So is that."

    A rock giant wearing Dragon Scale armor agrees with a low voice.

    "Well, that''s common sense for us."

    "Then it''s a simple story."

    "Oh."

    For the first time, Valtrude and Yut''s consciousness overlapped.

    "In fact, you just have to look around"

    "In fact, look around and you''ll be clear"

    For the first time, the words of Valtrude and Yut overlapped.

    Why didn''t you notice, for such a simple matter? Even though the empire is vast, it is only a part of the world.

    "I see. Why don''t we show you around?

    "No."

    To the offer of the meadow species, Yut shook his neck sideways.

    "First, I''ll talk to you properly."

    I could have been fooled.

    Still, it''s true that she helped me. I don''t think the empress, not interested in running the state or anything, protected him to make him a bureaucrat.

    Something, I guess, is hiding my intentions.

    Until I hear that. And not until I tell you in my own words. I can''t leave this country.

    Yut rose, flipping a black robe.

    I kept trying to retrieve the spell.

    "There''s no need for that."

    - Hearing that fine voice, Yut stops all movement.

    "Verga......"

    The woman Yut had been with ever since she came to this world looked like she was about to cry.

 251 4. In the Spiritual World: Awakening (After)

    When and how it appeared.

    No one doubts it or intends to pursue it.

    The other guy is that Verga. That''s about it, I guess I can.

    The evil demigod and the Hellenonian Virgin pinch Yut relative.

    But Valtrude sees Verga, but the red-haired empress doesn''t.

    She was just staring at the man she loved.

    "Verga"

    Yut takes that gaze straight from the front. As if to say that''s your duty.

    Until earlier, we talked about something that Verga couldn''t let us hear. Still, I can''t get ahead of not talking. Whatever her intentions, there are no lies or lies in gratitude.

    "Yut, why are you there?

    "I''m just here to talk."

    Verga shakes her head small, while Yut says nothing.

    At first glance, the conversation was in place. But no. It''s not, it''s not.

    Why don''t you come to my side?

    Why are you gazing at me with that abominable diocesan knight (Paladin)?

    How can you be so distant?

    Isn''t this a repeat of reality?

    It may have been at this moment that Verga realized that he had failed.

    "She told me about this world."

    "... so much"

    The red-haired empress did not change her complexion. That''s the word I expected. Even though it was not a welcome development.

    "So, Yut. Which word do you believe, concubine or the woman?

    "Which one? That''s up to Verga."

    "What!?"

    No way, you didn''t think they''d deny it in the way it''s been. Behind Yut, Valtrude raised his voice in protest.

    Meanwhile, on Verga''s face, a smile finally returns.

    "I didn''t know brainwashing was going this far"

    "What right to interrupt the conversation between concubine and yut in the first place"

    "Right? That''s a strange story. I''m just trying to do the right thing."

    "There''s a bug in the acid."

    Before the two opposing men, Yut closed his eyes.

    I''m not running away from reality, let alone immersed in two beautiful women fighting over themselves.

    Yut was fixing his mind.

    Already, I''ve made up my mind. That''s what I was trying to tell you.

    The timing just got a little quicker.

    "I don''t expect you to be safe in the concubine''s prints."

    "I apologize for that, but I can''t overlook evil"

    "Val, something''s off!

    In pointing out the meadow species (Magner), Yut breaks his face naturally. I don''t know, the sensibilities seem close. I just met him, but I didn''t know he could be a good friend.

    That makes me nervous.

    "Verga"

    And he was determined.

    I don''t need to look for words. Open your mouth and your thoughts will take shape and flood out.

    "I don''t know right or left. That you protected me. Very, very grateful. If I hadn''t met Verga the first time, I would have died a long time ago."

    In the first place, I don''t even know if I could have gotten out of that space where Obelisk is.

    Death unreasonably, in a land of alienation.

    It was still so fearful that it shook my fears unexpectedly.

    "That''s all I owe you."

    "Yut......"

    That came from Verga''s selfishness. Words that, if they were meant to be, could not even be received.

    Evil demigods can''t say anything.

    Because if you say so, you''ll collapse everything yourself.

    "The job was tough but interesting. I''m confident I can use a lot of spells. Thanks to Verga for everything."

    Even a few thoughts can help. That can be done by such a high school student.

    It was a painfully rewarding experience.

    So are the science spells.

    It''s a terribly depressing thing when Darla tells me to use a spell from her mentor, Bloodsucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing, but here''s the result.

    Even now, I don''t think power is everything.

    Still, I''m sure I could have made my own place and expanded it. Even now, it is difficult for Darla to make me look like I want something.

    Both Verga and the Valtrudes are quietly listening to the narrative. Yut''s transparent smile felt like an unspoken determination.

    "To Jii and the others at Bourne Novor, too, I took care of them. Well, I knew they were going to kill me at first."

    Kings of various races that were heavily involved, including slave aggregation.

    Hard to say friend. There were also many conflicts of interest.

    Still, you must be one of those who asks for the same Lord. Maybe the word "comrade" was the closest.

    This decision will create a crack in our relationship with them.

    Still, I wasn''t going to translate.

    "But I met her and I realized. I only know this world superficially."

    "That''s what the problem is. And how much do we know about the world?"

    "Oh...... That''s not true."

    Yut shakes his head without force.

    His forehead stretched more than it did when he metastasized, hiding his eyes.

    "My knowledge is all through a filter called Verga. If I hadn''t realized that, I wouldn''t have had a problem."

    The trigger is trivial, but I can''t go back in time.

    Adam and Eve, who ate the taste of wisdom, could not return to paradise.

    Orpheus, who looked back, couldn''t get his wife back.

    And it''s the same.

    I''m going on a journey.

    I can''t stop it.

    Intuitively, Verga understood that.

    His eyes peeking through his forehead are firmly pointing this way. The way she looks in those eyes, she''s terribly confident. It''s like getting lost at dusk.

    Where does that mean you failed?

    The direct cause must have been an invitation to external intervention. The Dragon Emperor''s presence was completely unexpected.

    Then all went mad, and Valtrude (the woman) appeared.

    In this world, too, of course, the Valtrudes exist. But by twisting Yut''s encounter, he wasn''t supposed to spin the edge.

    But they met.

    As if it were laid down in fate.

    I don''t care. Unforgivable.

    An evil demigod secretly causes hatred to be solicited.

    You don''t try to kill Valtrude because it causes Yut to distrust you. That''s just it. I can''t imitate a confession.

    "With my own eyes, Verga and Valtrude...... I want to be sure of your words"

    "Determination seems stiff."

    "I''m sorry. Wait for me, because I''m not saying"

    "You cowardly boy."

    Failed.

    I lost my bet.

    Verga is not foolish enough to come here and admit it. A painful silence dominates the place. All you can hear is the sound of a flaming fire that can be played with a pussy.

    Yut and Verga. What do those two think? Even if you''re asking how it went, the rest of us can''t measure deep. But I guess I could understand that was the word of ruin.

    Whatever happened, the Barbarian warrior (Barbarian) of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) planted a huge weapon like an anchor, and the bandit (Rogue) of the meadow race had disappeared somewhere. Hiding among the trees and ambushing.

    "Where did the concubine go wrong..."

    The empress leans down and says in a trembling voice.

    Mourning equal to confession.

    He said he was cheating on Yut. He said he bent his values for his own convenience. Yes, I admitted it.

    "Verga......"

    Hearing that, no anger will gush against Yut. I didn''t think you were fooled.

    I don''t know how I got obsessed with myself - but no way, I wouldn''t have met him in a previous life - because I know he loves me.

    And because that was my pleasure.

    "If you''d told me the truth from the start, I might have thrown away Earth values too"

    I wanted you to let me choose.

    Not good or evil.

    Hometown or her.

    If it doesn''t actually happen then, I don''t know which one I chose. Still, it shouldn''t have been such an unspeakable goodbye.

    "Right..."

    Verga lifts her face up a little bit.

    Don''t fool around badly. Treat honestly.

    It would have been better if I had.

    "I heard good things about this."

    The evil demigod, completely raised his face.

    Look at that look, everyone takes a breath.

    It was more slutty than a succubus, more evil than a demon, more merciful than an angel.

    "So, let''s start over."

    First, the sound of even feeling crisp.

    Soon, Wang Tin was held in the hands of the red-haired empress. When you wave it, you turn into a sickle.

    However, the blade is red.

    Just like her hair, red as it burns.

    "In the next world, it will be something you can do well"

    "Let it go!

    I don''t know what to do.

    But driven by fierce chills, Valtrude advances to the Evil Empress. Along with that, an arrow is released without being present and a giant Spike Flail breaks his thin body

    "Verga!"

    Correct.

    Perhaps the Valtrudes are right.

    Even though I knew it, it should be noted that Yut was shouting her name. Did you worry, or did you want to stop before they killed you? He doesn''t even know that.

    Although I hear his voice and smile happily, there''s no way she''ll stop either.

    Both the arrow and Spike Flail are bounced off before touching the Empress''s body, and Verga sticks the Great Sickle to the ground.

    It''s a ritual, it''s just a switch.

    An initialization (reset) switch to start over.

    "I can''t let you do this."

    In a low position, Valtrude runs the battlefield.

    Roll out the Devine Subjugator, the demon sword, from the ground shade, so that it jumps up and intercepts the red Great Sickle.

    If Alcia hadn''t been half uncomfortable in her final match with the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), there might have been another way. And if Jonah, who was shocked, hadn''t disappeared, there would have been other avenues.

    I didn''t get that future.

    So Valtrude looks forward. And do what you can.

    Just wave the sword.

    "Ha ha!

    "How long, get out of my way!

    Good and evil clash.

    The world was covered in light and the sound was lost.

    The light spread throughout the world, pruning the consciousness of everything that lived and lived.

    (I... Right...... ugh!?)

    Except for one.

 252 5. Semi-God and the Virgin (after)

    White sword and black sickle.

    Two blades clash.

    Verga bounces back the blow that Valtrude waves down in a motion that can be described as unproductive. As it was, he waved the Great Sickle on a similar track just in return.

    I''m not skilled or anything. It''s just a deadly blow as if you bend your destiny.

    I can''t resist it with a shield.

    Having so decided, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) forcefully intercepted the Divine Subjugator by pulling back the Demon Sword.

    The blade of God, which is rhythmically met, cannot be lacking on both sides. Like the two of us waving it, it sounded like a beautiful investigation on the battlefield.

    "A concubine can give her son-in-law a wider world, an opportunity to be active"

    "There''s no way Yut would want that"

    "Is there someone born a boy who doesn''t want to rule?"

    "Because you only see one side, you are!

    Flip from impending. Pushing back Verga with only one hand''s arm force, Valtrude leaned back heavily using that recoil as well.

    Use the momentum to wave down the Succubus Sword.

    The illusion of the eye or the blade seemed to turn huge all around.

    "Bring your son-in-law into the political arena. What do you say?"

    "I wanted to be with you! Sorry!!

    "I''m sorry it''s decided!!

    - It''s not an illusion.

    The Demon Sword is wrapped in a Golden Spirit (Aura), gaining more than twice the Attack Range as usual. Not as good as Exile''s Spike Flail, but it poked at the empress''s void.

    Haven''t used it for a long time. No, the ability that I didn''t even need to use.

    The more I had to do that, the more powerful the Empress was.

    You''re supposed to be an amateur in battle, but the movement of the evil demigod is accurate. Each and every step of it is as if it paints a definitive future.

    "But if I hadn''t, Yut would have gone home alone, wouldn''t he?

    "It''s just a careless woman''s bullshit to follow."

    "Let me tell you something!

    The blow of the Devil''s Sword, with the protection of ''immense'', does not, however, reach Verga. Unexpectedly for the Redhead Empress, but not for her treasure (artifact).

    One of the treasures that symbolizes the kingdom of evil. A ring placed on your left hand reacts to the Lord''s crisis and activates a barrier of magic.

    It was a valtroude that beat it as easily as glass, but in the meantime, it got into the nostalgia.

    "With me, I don''t know if Yut is happy. But I''m happy. Not on top of this! What makes anyone deny it?"

    It is no longer the distance of the sword.

    Not even the distance the sickle can swing freely, but I guess the evil demigod will do anything.

    I intuited that, the Cathedral Knight was quick to judge and act. Visit Verga to beat up a shield integrated with a cage hand.

    But on the verge of it hitting, the red-haired empress forcefully interrupts the Great Sickle pattern, once again antagonizing the two in the air.

    "At any rate, it would be one of the three. No, more?

    "Huh. Is that what you are? Isn''t that a lot narrower?"

    "What''s wrong with wanting to monopolize my dear man"

    "It''s not bad. I''d be lying if I didn''t feel the same way."

    While comparing forces, the ability of Boots of Flying, a military shoe in flight, kicks into the sky and kicks into Verga''s flank.

    The red-haired empress dared to take it and waved the Great Sickle sideways as she stayed in the sky.

    "But both Alcia and Acorn are no longer ''comrades''. You don''t know, do you? Have a good time loving one man with trusted friends."

    Even with the impending black blade, Valtrude doesn''t panic.

    Further into the leg, when Verga loses his posture, he uses the momentum to shake off his kicking leg to wave down the Succubus Sword.

    Again, the white sword and the black sickle.

    Two blades clashed.

    "... what a motivation to kill you"

    Such a clash between the Virgin and the demigod is also a curse against a man if you only listen to his voice. On the contrary, it is even partially cursory.

    And while dealing with the monsters breaking into the Tubasa, you can''t even turn a blind eye to battle over it.

    "Frost Bolt"

    "Jesus My Master"

    By virtue of his true name''s life (Mei), a magic formation is projected from Makina. Two cold-air arrows fired from it shot Skeleton.

    "Everyone looked and pretended not to look, but you made it clear!

    "That''s your husband."

    "Ha ha..."

    Petra''s dry laughter prevented her from neutralizing her true name''s venom. It''s just bad minutes to be carried to Larsia and Makina.

    Besides, I couldn''t afford it.

    Along with the Ashblonde sidetail, he waves the spear presented to him by Yuut, penetrating the impending scale of Sahagin and deciding his heart.

    Larsia and Arsia summoned Steel Magic Dolls (Iron Golem). It will still hold for a while.

    In the end, it''s like an inflated Battle Comic Book - except for the dialogue - depending on the settlement of the two fighting.

    One acorn left in the steering room analyzes the battle situation. I''m standing by to be able to move the Tubasa at any time, but so far it didn''t seem necessary to put Valtrude down and retreat.

    But what I''m reading is amateur sentiment. Besides, if anything, it would be a slight breakdown in my balance.

    "With Mr. Exile, it would have been easier..."

    Naturally, lacking an ace hurts. I''m still amateur, but on the contrary, I know it''s an obvious loss of power from such acorns.

    At this time, he was still unaware that Exile and the Marquis of Istas were being hit by a strange disaster by Taraskus.

    "Yut, it''s time to wake up."

    When his real name or Petra came back, he had heard the situation to some extent. So I know that''s an unscrupulous story.

    But if you say so, it was here too.

    Acorns unconsciously finger their lips. I was honestly pleased that Valtrude told me ''Comrade''. And we could sincerely understand that we were a fateful community centered around Yut.

    So you can''t lack a childhood friend boy.

    If it''s a kiss, I''ve already paid in advance for the three of us.

    "Sleeping boy, come on, or I''ll do it again."

    It''s like a stale SF story.

    Yut had that feeling about the situation now surrounded by countless monitors.

    As for the monitor, the footage is shown. That''s also the sight Yut found out.

    No, some of the footage I didn''t remember. Probably before I went into elementary school. It''s the most important part of it, such as the scene where he and Akane are playing together in a plastic pool.

    Football started at the same time as entering elementary school, teachers in elementary school who had completely forgotten their faces, elementary school study trips trapped on the train for hours due to heavy rain.

    My own vague memories flow to the monitor. Next, probably footage from middle school.

    Off from there, Yut stares at his own hand.

    As a matter of course, both hands are there properly. But his consciousness was so fluffy that he had to be sure of it.

    I don''t even know if there''s an entity. Existence is thin. Only the will is manifest.

    Now, it''s time for a small break.

    The moment is forever extended, and the world awaits a choice.

    Seeing what he once looked like typing into football without resembling envy, Yut realized where he was.

    If it had stayed that way, the world would have just been initialized. But the clash with Valtrude created madness.

    I remember Yut today spending 16 years on Earth and less than 3 years on the Brewers. Together, even two years spent under Verga.

    Among the monitors, life in the contradictory Brewers was flowing at the same time.

    "I have three options right now."

    Fight the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), Yut.

    Under Verga, the yuts invade the people.

    I get to talk to myself to put my thoughts together, keeping such a sight in my sight.

    "One is to leave this world and go back under Val"

    I can do that. It is now possible, helped by the help of a variety of people.

    "The second is to entrust it to the dream as it is"

    It''s only about pushing your choices to your future self. Perhaps, in the second circumference - or, third circumference - the present memory will not take over.

    In that state, what path will it take?

    Betting on an infinite future is not a bad thing either.

    But that was too irresponsible a story.

    "The other is to leave this world - to walk with Verga"

    Second, the robe went into the edge of my sight.

    Not black, not white.

    Gray. It was a medium color.

    In other words, you can choose either.

    Alternatively, you can choose not to.

    "It''s selfish."

    Yut, with a bitter smile, abandoned that option.

    In front of you, two weapons appear.

    White Divine Sword and Red Sickle.

    Which one do you take? So, not just for himself, but for many - exaggerated, worldly - destiny changes.

    Unexpectedly, I felt trembling. When did I ever want to wake up that I was such a big shot?

    But it''s all my choice, too.

    I can''t entrust it to anyone.

    Yut''s hand reaches out to the white sword.

    At the same time, Verga''s pathetically lonely face floated and pulled him in.

    or so I can''t even stretch to the sickle.

    Yut loved Valtrude.

    At the same time, my love for Verga was real.

    Having all the memories, Yut now, will probably disappear.

    No matter which option you choose, you can''t keep all your memories.

    That means choosing.

    That means throwing it away.

    Yut decided to be ready.

    Make someone unhappy. But be prepared to make someone happy.

    Hurt someone. But be prepared to be happy.

    And Yut grabs her dear.

    The monitor showed a sandstorm, and all of a sudden, the power went out. The world dyes black, as if the breaker had fallen.

    The world that finished its role collapsed.

    It wasn''t chosen, along with a wave of weapons. Sarah, be quiet.

 253 6. Boy Shouts Love

    When I opened my eyelids, there was a white girl in front of me.

    As Yut''s vision became clearer, Jonah''s red eyes crept wet and his vision distorted.

    "Yut......"

    "Oh...... Jonah -"

    "Yuuto!"

    Where is this place and what was the situation?

    There was no time to be aware of it, and Yut groaned. I''m sure it was painful, but the cause is physical.

    "Heavy. Get off me..."

    "Ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous."

    "I''m sorry. Because it was bad."

    You can''t beat a crying child. When I slapped Jonah on the back several times like I would soften up, she was finally released from custody. That makes me want to know what''s going on this time.

    "How long has it been since I fell?

    "Yut was kissed by that woman, about an hour or two, and now, on the ocean, Val must be fighting a red-black woman"

    "A red-black woman, is that Verga? Sure, it''s Rossonero."

    Burning redhead and black dress. Associated with a football club uniform, Yut smiled. But it''s also for a moment.

    To Jonah''s words he hears as he wakes himself out of bed, he puts on his face. He clearly recalled the situation before and after and decided that apparently the city of Folio-Farina itself was not caught in the vortex of war.

    "Well, why don''t you come to the two of us?"

    "I''m coming with you"

    "Oh."

    Yut nods to Albino''s girl''s request as she tosses her legs out of bed and wears her shoes.

    I guess the fact that Jonah is with herself is a state of mental strength bottomed out. I was aware, but I can''t leave it behind.

    Proceeding through the narrow passage of the Tubassa, he was not in good shape, but his footsteps were surprisingly firm.

    "You picked me up, didn''t you?

    "Yeah. Mana''s ramblings were hilarious"

    "I don''t remember asking if it''s a good thing..."

    I could have guessed that you did the same thing when Dal-Lukash did, but I don''t even know what exactly you did.

    (Well, if you need to know, you can tell me from the other side)

    Considering the atrocities we have committed to the maddening all-knowing dragon, we can lose our curiosity.

    Yut thinks as he unconsciously holds onto the jewels of the land that have gone into his pockets. For starters, we need to be clear on black and white.

    "By the way, Yut''s robe stays gray?

    "Come on? What do you think?

    Yes, Yut''s robe, which indicated he was a good sorcerer (wizard), was fading. It''s still gray when I wake up.

    Does that mean there is still a respite until the last decision? Over time, will it change? Or are there any other conditions?

    (I was gonna make up my mind, but still, maybe that means I''m lost)

    It could be the human mind or something. Besides, there will be nothing more uncertain in this world than yourself.

    Considering the unanswered question hard, Yut reached the steering room.

    "Zhu Yin, were you here"

    "Brave man?"

    It''s been a long time - sensibly - since I''ve met a childhood friend who startles me and opens her mouth pompously. I''m surprised Yut didn''t think she''d be here either, but it''s not comparable.

    "... are you okay?

    "Depends on your position and values."

    "Well, I guess so..."

    The next thing Acorn showed me was anxiety. At least to ourselves, we never put it this way.

    Hasn''t Yut changed?

    If you think so, your chest tightens and your spine freezes. He was attacked by nausea and held his mouth by accident.

    Ultimately, however, trust in childhood friends prevails.

    "Well, fine. More importantly, Val and the others are fighting a critical battle. Do something."

    "I''ll make it clear."

    Leaving a clear smile, Yut stepped out of the steering room to the deck. Move your expression perfectly for the battle you can wage on board, but that''s all. Without saying anything, activate the Flight spell and dance to the universe.

    "Yona, which one do you think it is?

    "Either way"

    Good or evil, Yut is Yut. I have no complaints about that choice.

    "But Val''s better"

    "Right."

    Yut waves small to the Arsians struggling on board. Acorn looked up to heaven as if to pray to God, looking at such a yut from the steering room.

    "Yut!"

    "Son-in-law!?"

    The Divine Subjugator, a demonic sword, and the half-god of Helenonian Virgin and Evil, where Wang Tin shoots the altered pitch-black sickle together.

    In the meantime, break in, Arch Mage.

    Yut observed the two of them silently.

    Valtrude has a delightful face. Turn your smile as bright as a sunflower to Yut. It''s just that he seems to be bluffing his fianc¨¦e, who doesn''t tell me anything.

    Verga, on the other hand, distorted his regrettably slutty expression. I guess I couldn''t even afford to realize that the spiritual world had collapsed. I was so full of bitterness that I accidentally felt ill.

    "I''m more of a bad person than I thought I was."

    Without greeting or foreshadowing, Yut opened his mouth. Oddly enough, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and the Redhead Empress tease him as a midpoint, just before the collapse of the spiritual world.

    "I knew that in my dreams."

    Neither of us - in particular, Valtrude - should know exactly what''s going on. Yut will tell them about his experiences so that they, and the people watching him on the Tubassa, can also see.

    The robe is still gray. No, should I say they come and go white and black? Unstable conditions persist.

    "I was in a dream, but it was an indisputable reality for me. In the Verga Empire, slaves were used as good. streamlined military operations. contrived, violent, subdued many nations and people"

    At the same time as I felt painfully neglected about it, I also had the results and my heart jumped.

    "I hurt people to gain strength. Many fell for the sake of the country and Verga in order to retain their position"

    It''s what they want. To protect lives. I didn''t run for personal gain. In the first place, it''s not real.

    That''s an excuse.

    But that''s an excuse.

    "If you''re going to make full use of my talent, I guess it should be with Verga"

    "Son-in-law, it''s..."

    The red-haired empress floats with joy.

    But there was a continuation.

    "But I want to deny myself that."

    From Verga, take your gaze off. Looking back, I stared at Valtrude.

    More beautiful eyes than gems shake with anxiety and anticipation, and now the glittering lips are trembling.

    "Because even if that''s my nature, I don''t want Val to see me like that"

    For those of you who like it, I want to show you the good things. Nothing. I had to choose between them. That''s all that came to mind then.

    "Since the first time we met. Ever since I saw it at first sight, I was attracted. I don''t know the right or the left. In this world, Valtrude was my light."

    The color of the robe changes.

    Back to the original color, back.

    "For Ren''s sake, the first time I used a spell. It was a pleasure to be with you, and a pleasure. I was happy to keep you company and to be of service to everyone in Val. Compared to that, there was no such thing as my hands getting dirty with blood."

    But even if it''s not real, so is Verga.

    That alone is not a decisive factor.

    "It is true that Acorn, Alcia, is there because everyone is there. But that''s not all."

    Among the spiritual worlds, there were opponents who could be called comrades of war. If I had chosen Verga as it is, it would have been replaced.

    Now, for the gray yuut, the two are equivalent.

    But that doesn''t mean you can''t choose both, either.

    "I like Rin Valtrude. I like Valtroude, who cheeks for dinner happily. Even in the face of difficulty, I like Valtrude to get over it head-on"

    Even the faults, I knew a lot.

    At the same time, it also represents the length and depth of the edges.

    I''m not retarded, but there''s no learning. Simple. Wow. When you''re left out of company, it''s easy to shine. Impossible, his wife. I prefer weapons to jewelry.

    Even such a flaw, everything is loving.

    "Make a home with me, raise a child, old, dead. I want to live with you that way. It seemed like Valtrude."

    Domination.

    That, too, is certainly fascinating. If you had another life, enough to make you want to go through it.

    But yes. Only, if you have another life. If it''s just one lifetime, there''s another path I want to choose.

    "Even I am, yes. Yut had no quarantine or inferiority like any other man. He just stared straight at me."

    Beauty given by heaven.

    I was not aware of Valtrude himself, but if I saw the reaction of the other person, they would notice that he was undeniably peculiar. It is no coincidence or the like that they were partying with blind Arsia or Larsia or Exile whose values themselves differed.

    "I can count on you in battle, in politics. Looks good...... I think"

    Be shy. But be happy.

    Valtrude continues his confession straight from the front.

    "To me, it''s just Yut"

    I like him.

    If it''s not him, it''s not necessary.

    "So don''t let go of this hand again"

    "Oh."

    Yut moved. Go empty to take Valtrude''s hand.

    Verga stared at the sight without blinking.

    "Val."

    "Yut."

    Hands and hands, fingers and fingers intertwined. Over a magical silver (miserable) cage, but that''s Valtrude.

    The gaze is also intertwined. We both share our thoughts.

    "Val."

    "What?"

    "When this case is solved, shall we have a wedding?"

    "... oh"

    I don''t look anywhere in the world for reasons to refuse. You decide to do it. It won''t even be a story that does, but it doesn''t matter if it''s such an obstacle or anything.

    Except when it''s all over.

    The two keep their hands together and turn back to the evil demigod.

    "That''s why."

    "What''s wrong with that? You think my concubine is doing this with Dada or insanity?

    "I understand. If I choose Val, I''ll do my best to take it away. Am I right?

    "That''s right, my son-in-law. Hey, I know what you mean."

    Ni and Verga made a smile. Slutty, evil grin.

    Yut shook his hand off.

    Still, we know each other.

    With those two in sight, Valtrude could have been exaggerated until now. He could have screamed, "Don''t chirp with the enemy."

    But it''s quiet.

    I didn''t wake one of the waves in my heart and watched it go.

    Yut was on my side and chose me about myself.

    I''ve heard a few similar dialogues before, but now I''m most happy. I''m sure that tomorrow, next month, something happier will happen next year. If only with him and them.

    So don''t worry about anything. The future is promised.

    "We''ve known each other a long time. I know you''re not in perfect shape."

    The story went back to shaking it out.

    On top of that, it goes without saying that Yut recommends retreat.

    "I don''t know. This land is not in my prints. No power, no healing."

    "But I won''t give up..."

    Again, let''s go Verga.

    That signaled a rematch.

 254 7.Falling Down (front)

    "Three Spirit Spears (Hexa Gramaton)"

    "Demon Dispel"

    Instead of greeting, activated the Ninth Staircase''s Theoretical Spell, Three Pairs of Spirit Spears. The holy spear, which caught up with the blood-sucking Marquis Ziguart Crewing, was, however, erased before it was activated.

    Even if it doesn''t work for Verga himself, he''ll be able to sweep away the monsters on board.

    Such a prospect collapses brittle due to a secret (Sacramento).

    Looking forward to what Yut would do, Verga was slutty.

    But even the ultimate science spell is one of the fabric stones for Yut.

    "Demon Strike."

    Sewing that gap, Valtrude is fleshy on Verga. Let the Devil''s Sword Divine Subjugator gather spirituality (aura) and discuss evil.

    "Finally, I didn''t expect you to be serious."

    Never before, a fast and sharp blow.

    The defense by the sickle doesn''t make it, it even breaks down the barrier of the ring. The flashing blade slashed and tore the shoulder mouth of the red-haired empress, and blood struck the Folio-Farina sky.

    "I wouldn''t mind eating anywhere."

    Uncomfortable.

    That woman believed Yut was coming. Furthermore, I have no doubt that I would choose myself. That''s why he kept his powers warm in order to work together to get to the point.

    And it hit the diagram, and The Demonic Strike did capture the flesh of the evil demigod.

    I''m angry.

    "The Pain of Evil"

    But just as Yut''s "Three Pairs of Spirit Spears" is a fabric stone, so is Verga''s injury now.

    Immediately after the attack, the defenseless Valtroude was struck by the evil powerful "The Pain of Evil". An evil spirited, pitch-black sickle captures the thick crotch of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and slashes and tears apart the armor of the Magic Silver (Mithral) so that it is attracted to a noble being.

    "Knock."

    "Demon Strike" and "Evil Pain" paired left deep nail marks on her white snow skin.

    He is a fragile human being, even if he is called the Virgin of Helenonia, but not comparable to the demigod. I can''t stop distancing myself and heal my wounds with Hands.

    "O jewel of the earth, that which unites the earth. Demonstrate true power and destroy our enemies."

    I''ve barely gotten hurt lately, but it used to be scratchy. With that in mind, Valtrude''s injuries are not enough to worry about either.

    Forced to convince himself, Yut lists his treasures (artifacts).

    The Dragon Emperor, who is a residual thought, may have been a long way inside it. I was wondering why it was used at sea.

    That''s the difference between modern people like Yut and Akane and them. Even at the video and knowledge level, the power shifts depending on how well you know about the seabed.

    There was a response from the bottom of the sea to the call by the jewels of the earth.

    "Wind Voice."

    In response, Yut slashes and rips two pages from the spell document and activates the spell quickly.

    "Zhuyin, get away from me!

    "All of a sudden."

    With the audio delivered by spell, issue a warning - or an order - to the Tubasa under your eyes. Exactly. Acorn''s voice doesn''t get this far, but he confirms a rapidly launching ship, and Yut appeases.

    It''s an exclusive explosion, so it''s okay now.

    Yes, an explosion.

    The sea level swells. The fleet of the Verga Empire was also lifted for several floors of the building. Flirted by an untimely natural mutation, the hull leans heavily. Every ship, the sailors rushed to turn the sail to prevent it from overturning, ripping and turning the steering wheel.

    But everything is wasted effort.

    Then the ocean explodes and the white water vapor will soon rise.

    Involved in it, the Imperial Fleet disappeared with the algae debris of the sea.

    The Spanish Invincible Fleet also said that the storm involved on the way home was far more devastating than the naval battle. You can''t beat nature in a dwarf.

    Only in that regard, I think Yut agrees with nature worshippers (Druids).

    Not sure if there was such an offshore submarine volcano, but it''s a prayer using treasure gear. Some impossibilities are twisted.

    "I didn''t know you''d hidden it to your wife like that. But... well. Nicely shaved my legs."

    "I thought it might be a little more mysterious."

    With the power unleashed, you must have realized it was the same thing that has intervened in the spiritual world. Perhaps it is now that the power that has been left in Yut and the harmony is over.

    He smiled sluttily at Yuut, who moved his gaze from neat sea to Verga.

    "That''s not appealing either...... After all, the edge spinned by my son-in-law is wonderful."

    "Is that what you''re in?

    Yut listens back as he explores his next hand.

    The safety of the Tubasa has now been ensured. We can also expect reinforcements from Alusia and Larsia.

    "Absolutely. Besides, it would be a pretty serious edge"

    "Sure, you owe it to Verga to go to Earth and come back."

    While acknowledging the facts, he also broke off that the edge was not long. It''s not all over, but the cause says no here.

    "So, we''re going to have a date, and this is the situation. I''m not gonna talk about it."

    Outraged, he protested with the unmistakable expression of the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia. She looked cute swelling her cheeks, but both are true, Yut laughs bitterly.

    But even if it''s true, it doesn''t change what you do.

    Neither Arsia nor Larsia will wait.

    Now I can leave Verga with Valtrude.

    You won''t be able to destroy even your soul, but your flesh will kill you.

    The moment I was so determined again, tears spilled out of one eye.

    It can''t be pathetic. I don''t regret it. They were enemies. There''s no reason to care, even if a decisive crack runs.

    Yet my hands tremble at that decision. It''s like having another self.

    Yut did not try to contain the tremor. When it''s part of me too, I swallow it all.

    Contradictory emotions. The paradox is resolved by choosing one and truncating one. No, it doesn''t have to be resolved.

    Yut sends his gaze to Valtrude.

    She took it and nodded firmly.

    "Thunder Cloud"

    Slash and tear nine pages from the spell document and throw it over the sky.

    Just now, the three people in the air were in a position to draw a square triangle. And the clouds that changed the pages of the spell document covered the whole thing.

    Vision is covered by thunderclouds, and several strips of thunder strike the enemy - Velga.

    "To this extent?

    But naturally, it doesn''t extend to bringing Verga to death.

    Naturally.

    That''s because it''s her role.

    "Lightning March"

    Valtrude serves ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia, who, at the same time, is a military god - as can be seen from the fact that the largest congregation is the blade of thunder to which Alaina belongs - also directs thunder. Naturally, it had also given its followers a spell about thunder.

    The Thunder March is a special theoretical spell that can only be used by cathedral knights.

    The surgeon''s weapon thunder his body, crushing the enemies of God.

    And The Groups of Thunderclouds also have the effect of amplifying the power of spells about wind and thunder.

    "Ugh, ooh!

    Among the "Thundercloud Groups," Valtrude will not lose sight of Yut. Then another sign is Verga.

    Striking like a thunderbeast, a blow amplified by the theoretical spell of the ninth staircase blows Verga in the clouds.

    The clouds are clear.

    Above Yut''s head was Verga, full of creation, and Valtrude, who pursues it.

    The sunset brightens two beautiful people.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    One breath.

    Six Demonic Strikes, rolled out less than 10 seconds apart. All of it slashes and rips the flesh of the evil demigod, grovels, carves, and takes life away from its flesh.

    The Redhead Empress can''t even resist the biggest attack that even the Flaming Spirit Prince Il-Kanjual dusted.

    Falling into the ocean with no strength as it is - along the way, Yut and I meet each other. I stayed on the spot trying to squeeze my last force and gave a fine voice.

    "Son-in-law..."

    In search of Yut, Verga reaches out.

    Her flaming redhead was completely back to its original state.

    "Ver -"

    A half-god of evil that is wearing off and wearing off. Farthest from her, I can even feel pity.

    You look like a sprinkler.

    Yut also tried to take her hand, as if she were being pushed by it - I noticed.

    "Are you going to take me back to that world again?

    It''s a shame.

    Turn around and put on your usual slutty smile, your arms dripping without strength.

    She never misjudged the terms of the victory until the end. It did make Valtrude a deceased, but the beginning is like self-defense.

    With the exception of personal hatred, Verga has no reason to eliminate Valtrude.

    She stuck on the battlefield to get a thorough yuut, my dear man.

    To that end, I dared to scratch that body and invite him to be caught off guard.

    But it didn''t work either.

    In the spiritual world, maybe he developed a little too much suspicion.

    I have no choice.

    Decades, years later, it will come back to life. At that time, again......

    Yes, the moment Verga tried to embrace reality, her body jumped out of the way.

    Hot, sweet, crazy emotions pour into my heart.

    There was a tentacle-stretching thing in its heart.

 255 8.Falling Down (after)

    A pitch-black space that stretches everywhere.

    All directions. Endless spread wherever you go.

    At its center - if there is one - Verga was shaking every bit.

    A cold, tempered tentacle strokes up Verga''s heart.

    Unexperienced feel. A touch that shook my mind unintentionally.

    Bikun Bikun and flesh react according to will.

    No, is that really flesh?

    The flesh was about to decay and the last measure ended empty-handedly.

    All you have to do is wait for the doom.

    Then we meet him again in the near future, and now it is time to accompany him.

    Wasn''t that supposed to happen?

    "Well, it doesn''t even seem like a place to wait until you come back"

    Heaven, where the gods of good and evil dwell.

    The Devil (Demon) reigns over Nara.

    different spaces that exist between them and the narrows of the material world of the Brewers and others.

    This space is different from any known world.

    The evil demigod, slowly arose himself.

    But the feeling of the flesh is still thin. Spirit - it seems as if it exists only in the soul.

    I''m light, but I don''t feel anything.

    With the perceptual ability of a sharp demigod, I didn''t know anything.

    No signs of life, no earth, no sky, no direction, no gravity.

    Nothing exists.

    Nothingness.

    If there is one in this world, it is not here.

    "So what is the concubine among them?"

    I didn''t mean to ask a barren philosophical question.

    In the first place, there must have been people who came into contact with the spirit of the red-haired empress.

    Verga thinks of Yut in the back of his brain.

    He should be able to gather information first, then get out everything he can and cut through the dilemma. Generally, in the direction of destruction or murder.

    Mimicking it, Verga opens her eyes.

    I don''t see it. But enough focus.

    Nothing exists, endless space.

    The world that was supposed to be.

    Suddenly, an influential magician appeared in the present of the evil demigod.

    In a pitch-black nothingness, dancing silhouette.

    Something deeper than darkness.

    "The Spiral of Despair (Leliulia)...... ugh"

    I''ve never seen that before.

    But God''s intuition led him to the right answer in one flight.

    Twisted giant.

    Synthetic organisms mixed with a number of marine organisms.

    A collection of featherworms wrapped around a tuna.

    A shadow of energy without an entity.

    Whenever a shadow shakes, it takes on a different look.

    All of which is the spiral of despair, not all of which is the spiral of despair.

    Its indefinite cami reaches out to Verga again.

    There was going to be a revulsion to be touched, but I was interested in what the thing that would wipe that world out would say.

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D

    "... ugh."

    But Verga''s predictions are betrayed. The spiral of despair could not have manipulated language.

    Bullshit will come to the transcendental evil demigod with a giant rocky shock. It wasn''t strange that the spirit was shattered and scattered. No, if it was meant to be, it almost would be.

    Like the Triades, the leaders of the Book of Nothingness.

    "Despair, doom..."

    Even with all the spiritual waves, the red-haired empress will not break.

    Capture fragmented thoughts and leak twinkles as if you were thinking.

    "Absolutely... self-immolation/ruin -"

    Many times, hopelessness in the form of tentacles strokes Verga''s limbs. It wouldn''t physically be, but it''s mucus, sucker sucked, thick, twisted tentacles.

    It gradually and gradually invades her spirit.

    It was only if we became the demigod of evil that we could withstand many contacts.

    But every time the image is repeated, the will of the spiral of despair becomes clearer.

    - Yut, you can''t get it forever.

    It''s fear.

    And the despair I was lightly aware of.

    He chose the light.

    I didn''t choose Verga.

    I chose Valtrude Istas.

    Why can I say all about it, such as in a few years, if in a few decades, you can pick it out? Impossible. That''s never going to happen.

    Reaching out to catch the star is the same as not reaching for it. That''s why I said I was in love with him.

    Verga''s heart is poured out and his confidence is broken.

    It was originally, a broken spirit. The helix of despair pokes, grunts, and expands it.

    Can you tolerate that?

    I can''t forgive you, I can''t admit it.

    But the facts remain the same.

    Abandoned. I was not chosen.

    Does it make sense in a world he can''t get?

    In the first place, does life mean anything?

    Neither man nor God can be immortal.

    Well, then...

    "I see. Is this despair"

    Fluffy, Verga smiles.

    Burning passion, too, is now pleasant.

    The spiral of despair is what brings doom to the world.

    The only thing that the gods of good and evil held hands and sealed.

    If they were invaded by it, Yut would also panic and move to rescue them.

    The only hope in despair.

    At the end of the day, it even disconnects (...).

    Verga gave herself up to despair.

    Reaching out to Yut, Verga finally never got there.

    The red-haired empress, who was quietly about to decay, inadvertently stretched herself.

    What is happening? What is about to happen?

    I don''t know. I have no basis.

    Nonetheless, Yut was screaming unexpectedly.

    "Val, get away from me!

    At the same time as issuing a warning to her fianc¨¦e, Yut also flies away.

    At the center of his vision was Verga floating in the sky in the setting sun. If she had been conscious, she might have expressed joy with a slutty smile.

    With that in mind, Yut rendezvous with Valtrude, slowly falling and descending onto the deck of the Tubassa.

    "A lot, I''m sorry"

    It was Larsia who came first. Then Alcia, who left the disposal of the monster to the steel guide doll (Iron Golem), also joins.

    "I''ll charge you later."

    "Will you be"

    "What''s going on?"

    Ahead of Larsia''s gaze.

    Black spirits (aura) had been released from Verga softly in the universe.

    It''s ominous, evil, and a miserable spirit.

    "I feel a disastrous sign..."

    "I don''t know, I''m scared"

    The late rendezvous between his true name and Petra also looks anxiously at heaven.

    "It''s not over yet."

    "No. It''s over. It''s just the beginning."

    Two people serving God nodded with certainty. That evil is not something that can be left alone.

    "In the meantime, shall we do what we can"

    Only at ease, a meadow race (Magner) mounted it on a large crossbow gun (barista) and fired it without question. There was little angle, but if it was Larsia''s skill, it wouldn''t matter.

    Straight to Verga, where the spear and freshly missed flying body lie on their backs. If it''s a giant arrow so far, there''s nothing steep about it. If you hit the torso, that''s the only fatal wound.

    Yes, if you hit it.

    Far before reaching Verga''s dark dress, the attack of a large crossbow gun was struck down. with twisted tentacles grown from Verga''s back.

    No, it was struck down. It''s not accurate. The moment he touched his arm, he vanished without a trace.

    So, I understand.

    "The helix of despair...... ugh"

    Unexpectedly, Yut groans. Oddly enough, that was the same reaction as Verga.

    Without knowing it, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) spins his brains.

    I don''t know how, but a spiral of despair trying to manifest Verga as a door, not an obelisk. The way to get out of it - is decided.

    I need a number of miracles.

    "Alcia!"

    Without himself or the world, Yut roughs up his voice. I couldn''t help but scream. In doing so, he, too, cleaves the pages of the spell document.

    Verga''s flesh swells so great that it cannot withstand internal pressure that it exudes evil spirits from the entire body.

    "Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, praise you! I want jail! Perpetual prison to seal what is evil, what attributes the world to nothing!

    At a rate that is also difficult to perceive, Verga''s flesh turns (...).

    What changed was a pink black cocoon.

    No longer is the face of the red-haired empress anywhere.

    "-" Miracle (Teulgi) "

    Envelop that black cocoon with a wall of light. An octagonal prism that reflects the sunset keeps the spiral of despair on the spot.

    A miracle was born in Folio-Farina, where the Blue Covenant (Brewers) was made.

    "Grand Prize (Unlimited)"

    In addition, the great sorcery of the ninth staircase continues.

    Crush expensive gems without sparing them and perform reality alterations.

    The wish is to strengthen the miracle.

    Truss-Sink God''s power that I wished to descend. The seals made thereby shall be multiply reinforced.

    The pages of the spell document mingled with the shattered gems, becoming a belt of light and entangled in an octagonal cage. Then it becomes a giant chain, covering the black cocoon balls.

    Things are different from the case in the Perpetual Robbery Forest, where doors closed if you use up your magic.

    There is no means of annihilating the soul of the nucleus Verga. I therefore chose to seal it.

    Best choice.

    But I don''t know how long I''ll keep it. So powerful, so evil.

    "Brave man..."

    "Don''t worry...... I wish I could say"

    Acorn and Jonah, who were watching things change in the steering room, finally joined. Without the joy of reunion, the childhood friend girl calls her name anxiously, and Jonah doesn''t let go by grabbing the hem of her robe.

    At the heart of the disaster, a new catastrophe appeared.

    Before this world could destroy the universe, the Yuts simply looked to heaven.

 256 Each settlement

    Not long before the evil demigod was drunk by the madness of the helix of despair (Leliouria).

    A miracle was also about to come to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    "Grand Prize (Unlimited)"

    Reality alterations carried out by Vainamarinen.

    Even he who gathers reverence with the Great Sage cannot stop the Great Flood only with the Great Petition.

    That''s about a hundred I know.

    The Great Sage Vainamarinen.

    I am part of Path Finders, an adventurer who has stepped through a hundred layers of labyrinth, and I will not go to heaven alone to gain wisdom, develop numerous spells, and if I do not feel comfortable being asked for advice by royalty all over the world, I will not be at home.

    In recent years, he said, he has been fascinated by the history and technology of a different world, with further drilling.

    That''s what he wished for.

    The culprit is undergoing a massive flood, nestled in the senseless mother-in-law Coeli Renato.

    to make it manifest to the present.

    The jewels were scattered and the corner of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth was coloured with the art of raging light.

    No need for eternal brilliance, etc.

    A flash of brilliance is eternity.

    As a result, there was a change in reality.

    In front of the Great Sage and his disciple, Mel, a luscious beauty with a serpent appears.

    Lilito.

    Angel of Evil (Angel), also known as the Virgin of Darkness, was responsible for adultery and spawning, and allegedly produced numerous feminine warcraft, such as Harpy and Seylane. It serves the evil god, but some wise men classify it as the family of Coelilenato.

    Secret marks (Sacramento) implanted in Mother Doesn''t Look, causing unusual births - the emergence of monsters.

    Old men and beautiful women face each other in the labyrinth.

    Unusual encounter.

    Together with the Black Dragon Soldier (Mavro Spartoi) that Dean Mel can take with him, it became an unnameable sight.

    "Mel, do you want to dictate?

    "You won''t be dealt with, such as me"

    "Hmm, he''s still pale."

    His nose sounded uninteresting, and Vainamarinen broke off the conversation. Nor is he old enough to have to worry about his apprentice''s erotic shakedown.

    Lilito, on the other hand, was confused.

    I can''t help it. If you think you were partly taking over the demon lords'' consciousness and generating a large number of monsters, you have two Great Mages (Arch Mages) in front of you.

    If it''s possible, I just want to assimilate it with Coeli Renato once now, but that''s only because of Verga''s secret.

    We just have to run.

    It was Lilito who made that decision while distorting the beauty of the outside world, but there is no way the Great Sage would allow that.

    "Four Gates Dragon Summon (Force Dragon)"

    Vainamarinen cleaves the pages of the spell document and unfolds around the evil angel. It instantly turned into a giant gate.

    The door opened and it was the four dragons that showed up.

    Golden Dragon (Gold Dragon), Red Dragon (Red Dragon), White Dragon (White Dragon) and Black Dragon (Black Dragon) with their necks from each gate open their mouths wide.

    Four types of exhalation (braces), emitted simultaneously.

    Under its subdivine spell (Immortality Spell), Lilito vanished without a trace.

    "Well, it''s about the end of the day outside,"

    Vainamarinen speaks to his disciples in such a way as to finish cleaning up the room. Mel is used to it, too, and hasn''t had one bitter laugh.

    "I don''t know what the end is."

    "I guess I''ll go check that out."

    "Well, let''s take the end of it."

    Mel, who followed the Black Dragon Soldier, goes further underground.

    Even though it destroyed the culprits of the flood, the monsters that gave birth in the meantime do not disappear. I can''t be relieved not to get rid of that.

    My mentor''s path intersects and breaks up again.

    Vainamarinen, the great sage back on earth, sees a spiral of despair (reliouria) trying to manifest Verga as a door¡­.

    In the meantime, I shook my fist bone down Yut''s head.

    The noise on the battlefield is heard from the rear.

    After finishing his metastasis, Alsace smiled unexpectedly.

    I can''t help it. Enemy. Enemy. Enemy.

    The Hellenonian Divine Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) did transfer him to the northern tower wall.

    He wanted it himself.

    Still, with Goblin and Hobgoblin and Kobold and Auga and Troll and Giant. The situation surrounded by sub-races with all kinds of evil phases can only be laughed at.

    But that would be too one-sided a feeling.

    In the rear - from them - I was waiting for my turn, and a fine Cathedral Knight (Paladin) suddenly appeared to see it. Hey, I can''t react.

    "I see. Am I in my favor when this happens"

    Alsace snaps as he shakes off the traitor and flies the neck of the surrounding goblin. Sure, he''d be the one who was ready.

    However, it is off track to describe a state surrounded by a dozen dozen as "advantageous".

    "Who''s the commander?

    Ask as you double-tap the torso of the orga, but naturally you''re not responding. The subraces with evil phases who have finally taken off their relieved mind arrive crying out loud.

    I can''t help it if this happens.

    Remaining in a state of turmoil, Alsace waves a treasure sword.

    If it hits, it''s fatal.

    And in this situation, even if you''re closing your eyes, you hit it.

    An Auga stick takes it with a traitor and unleashes a counterattack, even if Goblin''s rusty spear strikes from the front, back, left, and right, as if they were all making a prediction.

    How long would you have done that?

    That''s right, Alsace, too, by the time she gave up counting the enemies she had defeated, the traitor had shed light.

    And burst.

    Clean light covers the range of about 5 meters and combats evil.

    The same ability as the Fifth Ladder''s Divine Spell, Holy Light (Holy Blast). I''m not letting it go at any time, but the enemy can''t possibly know that.

    So the weak-minded goblins threw down their weapons. Giant crushes some of them and puts on a solemn order of discipline, but he just applauded the confusion.

    Come to think of it, I''m lucky.

    It makes sense to just stir up the rear, and if you keep going, it''s more obvious than seeing fire that you''ll get to the enemy commander.

    Beat it down and rescue the north tower wall.

    It''s nothing strange. In order. Really, it''s logical.

    Alsace slashes and kills a giant who works like a commando squad and starts marching alone. The victims are not just the Verga Imperial Army.

    Struggling on the north tower wall, allies were also victims in different ways.

    An object with a glass iron binoculars bears witness to the Holy Light in the midst of an enemy formation. If you stare, one diocesan knight.

    At the same time, an urgent Message (Message) flies from the King''s Capital and reports are received that King Alsace has been transferred to the tower wall of the single North by the hand of God.

    A king is surrounded by enemies, banishing evil, moving forward.

    And yet, what are we doing?

    Seeing the king''s back, the soldiers'' morale (morals) boils down to follow the king''s back. Those who were foolish that the prostitutes from the kingdom of the Chronica did not make it, too, have to change their purpose to say that such a thing is not necessary.

    With King Alsace, whoever he is against will not yield.

    There is nothing exciting about a king marking the front line.

    "Follow the king."

    "Never let them hurt you!

    The screams that rose from the north tower wall twisted, dominating the battlefield.

    From this day forward, Alsace will be called the Thunder King.

    It was a testament to the hero, which he greeted.

    Taraskus doesn''t stop walking. There''s no reason to stop it.

    You can''t even notice the presence of a red-dyed rock giant (Jarloot) in the setting sunset.

    There was so much isolation between the two.

    That''s too expensive, broad, long.

    In an insane being so compelled to use a description of an abiotic being.

    I mean, it was huge.

    "Hmm."

    Into the range - about 10 meters - Exile waved Spike Flail at will. With one breath, would he have hit Taraskus'' leg six times?

    Each time, the recoil flows blood from the rock giant.

    "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

    To much shock, Taraskus screamed.

    Endurance that can be described as infinite, the destructive power that tramples every obstacle, the evil eating that makes the caught subject drink whole. Plus, a Merlot that reflects magic.

    Legend...... no, it''s like a monster in a myth.

    That screamed.

    "Larsia-kun''s friends are powerful."

    "That''s not the problem."

    Ritna of the prairie race (Magner) with her habitual hairs in her hat, and Turtione, the magician of Yut, say it with joy.

    The two watched rock giants and monsters beat each other from a remote location. Instead, it should be said that the intervention was refused.

    I''m not the one who cares about my feet.

    "Gwow, ooh, ooh, ooh."

    Talaskus doesn''t know why he was beaten.

    I was just walking.

    That resembled the arrogance of people who didn''t care about bugs and such. So wave your towering legs down reflexively.

    So, the unpleasant pain is over - it won''t.

    Exile doesn''t pull a step, intercepts it from the front. When you hit Spike Flail scattered, at the end of the day, the autonomous running shield hits you from the side and changes your leg orbit.

    With the roar, Taraskus'' legs trample the ground. A ground crack was born right next to the Exile.

    It''s like a disaster.

    It doesn''t even exist in comedy characters, such as challenging earthquakes and typhoons to fight.

    But Exile doesn''t despair.

    I don''t even run wild, as I did when I confronted Ig Nus-Zad.

    In just one attack, that monster recognized this one''s existence.

    I mean...

    "You can beat him to death, you can avoid attacks, and if he doesn''t get caught, he won''t eat you. And you don''t rely on spells, you can still, just hit them."

    A guaranteed battle.

    Perhaps if you keep hitting them for half an hour, they won''t be able to move.

    The prospect that even Ritna, a minute god, would open her mouth to surprise.

    The only thing that affirms that, except for Exile himself, should be Yut.

    These two views coincide. In other words, synonymous with facts.

    Hit me, hit me, hit me, crush me, hit me, hit me, punch me out.

    38 minutes after slightly exceeding expectations.

    With Taraskus losing all his legs and being unable to move, it became a reality.

    "Ha-ha-ha..."

    As the sun approaches, Exile falls to the ground.

    There is no fuller feeling than I thought. The obvious story is that you arrived when you started walking to your destination with a map.

    "Yut, are you safe...?

    From the edge, it''s the rock giants who aren''t safe.

    Bleeding from all over the body and bleeding out of gear. A state like a sample of full-blown creativity.

    Still, what crosses my chest is about my people over there separating the ocean.

    Immediately after defeating this great enemy, Exile had never imagined that it would be relative to the crisis in the world.

 257 1. Dawn the night

    The sun rises from the east.

    While offering his gratitude that the world was still alive, Yut watched the dawn from the deck of the Tubassa.

    I inadvertently shrug my neck in the cold that cools my body from the core at dawn. I was wondering if I should have prevented the cold with Heat and Cold Resistance (Cordiness), but I noticed that it seemed corrupt as well.

    Leaning on the mast, he moves his gaze toward a pitch-black cocoon sealed by miracles and wishes.

    shaped like almonds. Then there are many tentacles growing, and the rubbing sounds that make the listener anxious are ringing all the time. Something black that drips from time to time dyed some of the seals created by The Miracle (Teulgi) to the same color.

    Still, the world is not doomed.

    Safe nights have dawned and he is definitely the happiest person in the world.

    I feel responsible for Verga being the door - not from. Then it becomes a question of whether I should have taken that hand.

    That''s impossible.

    "You look terrible, Yut"

    "Old man. To adolescent youth, isn''t that terrible?

    "I''m not sure about puberty, but I know young people don''t say that"

    Exchange a conversation with the Exile who has come up on the deck and has no other love. His low, heavy voice is now pleasant to his ears.

    That alone made Yut''s heart lighter.

    There is no colour of fatigue in the Rock Titans (Jarloot) who have finished their death battle with Talaskus. The wounds are also healed by Alusia to the point that Yut, who picked him up in Moment Travel (Teleport) in an attempt to help him with this emergency, has ceased to exist.

    "Well, it looks like he was badly hit."

    Why Yut was relieved at dawn.

    Exile just got seriously injured because he described it as a "terrible face."

    It is the cage and the rebellion and the mourning and the temptation to which Yut takes his place and. A lot I can''t say in a nutshell, because it was happening during the night.

    It reminds me in conversation and shivers my body for a different reason than the cold of dawn.

    "You should be careful, old man. I''m sorry if Mr. Sualum finds out this time."

    "Sualum can''t be like that."

    I thought Val and Arcia were different, too.

    What does it mean to not have acorns in it?

    I was curious as to why, but Exile says nothing. However, I conclude that the words of experience should be respected.

    Cowardice is an enemy, but prudence is a virtue. Especially for the rock giants.

    "I know what you''re trying to say, but I''m not that worried about you."

    "Take a ride with Taraskus, I''ll tell you what."

    Yut''s response was excellent, but lacked persuasion.

    That must be because not only do you look "terrible" when you wake up and you look "terrible" with a slapped mark on your cheek.

    "Well, this time it''s my fault entirely."

    Away from the mast where he was keeping his back, Yut walks slowly through the deck. There was nothing left to show yesterday''s fierce battle.

    Exile also accompanied him for a walk. Come to think of it, he hasn''t even done much touring of the Tubassa.

    "That''s how I admit it. I think it happened."

    "Because it''s also ugly to make excuses - is that what it is?

    Cleanliness doesn''t always affirm everything.

    While walking on the deck in the early morning, Yut was remembering last night.

    Verga - after sealing up the helix of despair.

    Having exhibited a strangely samurai spirit, Yut sat on the floor of the cabin when he finished his exile transfer. Did you make it voluntary, or was it the result of giving in to pressure from around you?

    It is difficult to discern that, as soon as I saw the faces of the fellows waiting in the room, I did so with the breath of an abalone.

    "My apologies for the inconvenience"

    Immediate, full surrender.

    Keep your head down while sitting on a solid floor, not as far down as the ground.

    Surrounding the surroundings, the Virgin of Helenonia, the beloved daughter of Truss-Sink, the Lady Knight, the girl of Albino, the sorcerer of the other world (wizard).

    They were uniformly silent and presented with such features as a grumpy trade fair.

    There is a meadow race (Magner) away from the wheel.

    He was smiling slightly, dressed with the chair backwards and backwards and chin on his back. I can''t do this in a chair that was provided in Yut''s cabin. It was deliberately brought in from my cabin.

    Exile rests in a separate room shortly after he is seriously injured, and Petra returns home to her parents saying she will be worried.

    "In the meantime, stand up. Hard to talk to."

    On behalf of Valtrude, he urged Yut. You look in trouble rather than grumpy.

    "Well, if you say so"

    Though he toured, he did decide that the conversation was unlikely to go on, and Yut stood up. And move to bed. Everyone sits in a bed or a chair they bring in, ready for discussion.

    "Nemei......"

    "You can go to sleep, okay?

    Only Jonah kept her body like a monster on Yut''s back.

    "First, I''d like you to explain what the situation is."

    "So is that."

    A small request for a real name to raise your hand is a good idea.

    Acorns shouldn''t fully understand either, but it''s huge to be looking at the real thing once.

    "Verga - where the universe is in jeopardy when a bad god is taken in by a worse god who destroys the world"

    "... well understood. Being beyond people''s knowledge."

    From what I heard, we weren''t talking about something to do.

    "Then it seems that the question arises as to what to do, Professor (Professor)"

    "I don''t think... Temporarily, it''s sealed."

    "Right. I just don''t think the seal will last forever. It is also possible that the spiral of despair will fulfill its full manifestation by taking time"

    Even if my eyes were invisible, I knew they were pointing water at me with signs and emotion-sensitive rings.

    In response to Yut''s request, he mouths the most definitive reasoning at the moment by combining his own knowledge with the information obtained in the divine.

    "Sooner or later, unseal it from here and infiltrate that inside. You will have to destroy or rescue the Verga that served as your door."

    "I mean, dive into the dungeon and defeat the enemy. As always."

    Larsia, somewhat off the wheel, told me to tear it up.

    To do something about the atmosphere of the place, or are you serious? It seems both ways.

    "Right. It doesn''t change what you do. When Il-Canjual and Ig Nus-Zad were wrong, the world would have perished."

    "No, I don''t welcome reopening like that as an ordinary person... In the first place, how many times have we been doomed, this world..."

    Is that okay to admire fantasy? But in acorns who don''t have the skill to fight, it''s also certain that we''ll have to leave it to the Yuts.

    "Okay. If there''s anything I can do, say it. It can''t be a big deal."

    "Thank you. I''m just glad to hear that."

    "Then I''ll leave the rest to my fianc¨¦es"

    "Huh?"

    My real name goes down to the entrance of the cabin and takes a distance. From here on out, it''s lovers'' time.

    "Right. We need to be clear about what happened while the brave man was asleep."

    "Because what Sempai did in his dreams is in my memory"

    "Exactly, Professor."

    Or maybe it''s quick to show the data Machina has saved. But in doing so, there is also a risk that even that embarrassing confession will be exposed.

    A cautious and competent first-degree magician set the scene for the rebellion while preventing an extension of the fire.

    "It''s not the time..."

    "Before the world''s over, I need to hear it."

    "Right. I''m not saying it''s impossible if you really don''t like Yuto."

    "Frankly, I care"

    "... Guru. No, I''m not gonna end the world."

    It is not at the level that the flag color is bad.

    Besides, it''s dishonest to keep it a secret. Didn''t my father also say that the secret to conjugal enrichment is not to hide things? Even in silence, he said he could be hit with a strange sense of smell.

    "What, well, it''s like they made you start over."

    Shortly after the transfer to the Brewers, what would have happened if I had met Verga, not the Valtrudes?

    They were making me do that simulation, Yut said.

    Life in the Ebony Circle, surrounded by things with evil phases.

    In it, the process of appearing before the Deputy Prime Minister.

    A training landscape leading up to becoming the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Finally, meeting Valtrude and taking him off the spiritual world.

    "No plain lies."

    "None"

    Finally, his real name and Jonah assure him so, and Yut''s confession ends.

    Exactly, my gaze and atmosphere were extremely cold when it came to Verga and the part where I was growing dear. I''d rather die than not feel alive.

    So much so that I want to share this emotion with Exile.

    But no one goes in deep.

    After that consensus was formed, it was Acorn who reacted first.

    "Brave man... Carve the word" self-weight "on your chest."

    "I was desperate."

    "Still. I mean, if that hadn''t happened, wouldn''t they have executed that idea?

    "I don''t know..."

    Naturally, I worry about it, but I think it''s unlikely.

    On the contrary, I suspect to Verga that there is little ambition for the development or expansion of the Empire.

    I am not flattered that no one in the history of the Verga Empire has thought of the policies that Yut came up with for centuries.

    It''s only an imagination, but maybe she had a vision of the future. A future where empires conquer the world. So it got boring.

    It''s the same logic that throws out the game that I saw Clear.

    "Well, I get it. I''m back, so I won''t say any more. Hopefully, I didn''t want to remember that woman vampire..."

    It was bad for education, and it was secretly traumatic.

    "Right. I''m pissed off that I got stuck in Verga..."

    "That''s really not funny"

    "No, that''s something we''re also responsible for. And what..."

    Now I remember that confession and the end of the story gets smaller and smaller.

    It was accepted because it was an exalted state of battle, but if they ask me again now, I''m going to figure it out.

    I realize what Valtrude wants to say and Yut blushes too.

    I kind of feel like I''m being publicly executed. Again, would it have been a failure to say it all clearly?

    "Honestly, I think some yuuts are bad"

    Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Jonah gets a dangerous feeling. But it was beautifully silenced, as was the behaving Valtrude.

    "But what does it mean to be without me and Yona..."

    And Arcia''s interest, which has never been uttered before, is suited to something else. Will history change so much just because there is not one person?

    Or because Yut has so many statutes?

    As for her, at the time he came back, there was already no obsession.

    That''s because it''s been called by name alone for a long time, and it''s floating - not that. Of course, it''s not that I''m not happy.

    "Alcia, are you laughing?

    "That''s not true."

    "Anyway, Val beat Verga. Congratulations, Yut''s number one."

    "Ugh. Well, yeah? Is that what''s gonna happen?

    "Yes, yes. But you have to be careful with your emotions!

    Larsia claps her hand and laughs.

    If I get in the opposite position - if I do something and get stuffed by Ritna and Elizabeth - I have a grudge as to why. I send my gaze, but I know it''s just eight wins.

    And because I''m inciting you to know that Yut is so introspective, the meadow species are of poor cardiac nature.

    Of course, I didn''t mean to harass you, I thought this would diminish Yut''s guilt. True. Definitely.

    - And at least Larsia believes so.

    So even if I saw Yut being caged as much as I wanted by Vainamarinen, who has been intruding after this, I didn''t do anything but smile.

    It''s better to have it scolded clearly, but there will be no later rot.

    If you hear my heart like that, hold the feeling that it''s going to be pointed out reflexively, "What could the meadow race have said?"

 258 2. Breakthrough (previous)

    "The question is, how do you break that cocoon ball?"

    "In the meantime, do I hit you?"

    "I''ll do it too!

    "Because this is the brain muscle..."

    When they first raised the issue of standing back, the two avant-gardes returned a clear answer. The uttered yuut holds his head in words that are so straight that there is no objection.

    Valtrude seems to be burning his antagonism that Exile left Taraskus on his own. Bad nature.

    When the sun was completely up, there were operational meetings on deck for breakfast.

    Valtrude sits on the top of the rectangular table, yut, akane, larsia and true name on its right hand side. On the left hand side, Alcia, Jonah, Exile and Dean Mel line up.

    Vainamarinen was across from Valtrude across the long table.

    Long and angry sights, but meals aren''t the only purpose. By taking the time to eat the Feast Divine Feast, you gain a high morale similar to your resistance to poison and exaltation.

    Before the showdown, it could not have been better to omit this ritual. If there''s anything in the cocoon over my head, I''m spreading the table on the deck on purpose so I can deal with it right away, so it shouldn''t be a problem.

    "Whatever your opinion of the avant-garde position, don''t you have any ideas for the brave man?

    "Not as much as I thought..."

    Yut puts the knife and fork down as he turns his gaze to the acorn where he hears the soft white bread chopped.

    "This situation is one of the gods'' assumptions."

    The future is not one.

    With one option. In more exaggeration, even the trivial element of one of the dice appearances branches out greatly.

    I don''t know if the situation is any closer to the best or the worst right now, but I wonder if you had some idea of the high ground being. Especially to the Hellenonian God who gave the Tubasa.

    "How''s it going there, Mr. Jii?"

    "Again, this frosted meat is delicious."

    "Rather, it''s not enough"

    Steak in the morning. It''s also a delightfully cheeky Daiwei and Albino girl with the finest beef that melts over her tongue.

    The truly savory meat then passes through his throat. The feeling that fat is persistent and you can''t eat a lot doesn''t hit the finest.

    Every time I chew, taste, and swallow, it gives me an unspoken sensibility.

    There are no boundaries. The old man and the girl stack plates, as if they had become machines for just eating meat.

    Most importantly, only two Kenzi family members had asked Alcia to make the steak eaten on Earth the main dish of the Banquet. Even Valtrude, the main one is asking for another dish.

    "Come on, get serious."

    "Well, will you"

    Wiping his mouth with a napkin that he was indulgent, Vainamarinen somehow deposited his weight on his back.

    "In the meantime, this ship can fly"

    The abrupt words of the Great Sage.

    Hearing that, the place is surrounded by subtle silence.

    "I thought it would happen sooner or later. Outreach, was it early or late..."

    "I''d rather not have been able to fly"

    Acorn represented the totality, and Jonah followed it.

    "I mean, does this guy have the power to do something about that cocoon?

    "That''s a quick one, Egg. I''ll get my feet ready, so it''s possible we can break through on our own."

    "Either way, you''re going to be marching on this Tubassa."

    Valtrude crushes as he sees the heavenly anomaly. I thought I was going to go empty with a spell, but if it were to be with a ship given to me by a faithful God, there would be nothing more comforting.

    "When that happens, the question arises as to who is to be entrusted with the operation of the ship -"

    "Zhuyin will have you stay."

    Trying to put it over the words, Yut assured me. I can even feel ready to never give in.

    Honestly, I also feel like I''m being put on an Arcia sitting in front of me. No, I guess it''s as she directs it.

    Still, I''ll never give this place away.

    "I think it''s one thing that I focus on piloting and vacating everyone''s hands?

    "We''ll figure it out, that''s about it. Besides, I don''t know if anything will happen in there. It''s too dangerous."

    "If a brave man fails, we''re all done, aren''t we?

    "Yes, but that''s not the problem"

    Two visitors debate each other next door.

    Moreover, the meadow race next door (Magner) is nibbling, and his real name is "like a couple fights," he says, silently.

    "Even with this ring?

    "It''s for unforeseen circumstances, not to jump into danger"

    An engagement ring, a guardian ring, given to Acorn by Yut.

    It was a magic device (magic item) capable of averting a wearer''s danger only three times, but that''s why it can''t be taken.

    Anyway, I don''t know if I can survive from the Yuts.

    "I will never represent the Lord again."

    "I know. I''m unacceptable without a happy ending."

    Still, he smiled.

    Not just to reassure my childhood friend girl. If your life is in danger, you''ve been through it many times. My people have lost their lives.

    That''s why I know. Don''t lose any room. That''s the secret to survival.

    "Couple fights say they don''t even eat dogs, but you seem to have got the story together"

    "I want to object to the saying that the dog eats everything. I''m not gonna eat my dog if the same dog food goes on. Really, I want to do something..."

    "Brilliant evasion, Professor."

    In the end, Yut flushed the tease of an intolerable spousal quarrel. To that grandeur, Makina gives admiration and praise.

    "In that flow, I''m out of battle, too, right? I said I''d help you with anything. I''m sorry."

    "I told you that feelings were enough."

    Besides... Yut shut his mouth. Swallow the soup where the vegetables blend in and break up the conversation with care.

    I haven''t noticed my real name as Vainamarinen shines his eyes.

    It''s going to be hard to stay here, too.

    Yes. Vainamarinen and Mel are also the remnants.

    They need to be prepared for the worst here - when they fail.

    "Right, just us... Long time no see."

    "You will be."

    There is also emotion in the voices of Valtrude and Arsia.

    It used to be normal, an adventure for six.

    But since defeating the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), it''s gone. At the end of the day, we have to go back to when we confronted Ig Nus-Zad, the spider''s subgod.

    "Ooh. That''s right, kid"

    "Yes, Grandpa."

    "I''ll give you this one"

    Vainamarinen, who took out something like a ping-pong ball from the hem of the robe, unleashed it on the overthrow to Yuut.

    Received in stunning reflex nerves, Yuut rolls a dark sphere in his palm.

    Harder than rocks and metals. Rather than, I don''t even know the material. However, it is easy to feel that it contains tremendous power.

    "My master, it is..."

    The first thing I noticed was Mel. Makes you feel pale and stares at Vainamarinen sitting next to you.

    "You''re right, the treasure of the dark abyss, The Orb of Disrupt."

    The treasure ball of the dark abyss.

    A treasure (artifact) that supposedly encloses pure doom and brings about absolute annihilation. Historically, multiple beings have been confirmed, and there is a legacy that it has destroyed a nation.

    "Hello, in the Hundred Layers Labyrinth?

    "Mm-hmm. Maybe the gods were looking forward to getting this guy, too"

    Occasionally, magic and treasure objects were discovered in the Hundred Layers Labyrinth. It may happen, but it is also a sufficient circumstance to feel the act.

    "No, no, no, no."

    Yut waited for his mentor to continue the conversation flat.

    "Don''t throw and come over like this!

    You''re gonna be okay. You''re not gonna die.

    Sensibly, it''s like being thrown a pinned grenade. Plus, it''s powerful enough to easily blow the area around.

    Even if I know it''s safe, I''m not convinced it is.

    But only three Great Mages (Arch Mage) can share the dangers of the Dark Abyss treasure balls. Other than them, I''m stunned as to why they''re making a scene.

    "I get it. Let me use it."

    Something more dangerous than this is overhead. Besides, Vainamarinen convinced him that Vainamarinen, and Yut raggedly glazed.

    "Do that. Eyes on eyes, teeth on teeth, doom on doom."

    "You wouldn''t have thought the Hamrabi Code would be brought up in a crisis in another world, either"

    "Oh, yeah, yeah. Well, if they smashed my eyes, it didn''t mean I could smash my eyes, but don''t do it any more. Isn''t that a pretty good law?"

    "... Neither would the Hamrabi Codex have thought that the other world would be in a critical situation and its errors would be corrected from the other world to the Earthlings"

    Where did you get that knowledge - speaking of laptops I bought on Earth?

    Why does it seem more dangerous that the Great Sage is indulging in weird knowledge than using Earth''s knowledge for internal affairs?

    (That''s the difference in morality)

    It came to an extremely obvious conclusion.

    "Somehow, there are signs that Yut is thinking about lacking persuasion..."

    "It must be your fault."

    The policy has been decided.

    There''s also a calculation for breaking into that interior.

    And then there''s the battle.

    "You''re an adventurer."

    "Totally."

    Valtrude and Larsia. And Exile nods face to face.

    I haven''t put it into words, but I feel the same way about Yut, Arsia, and Yona.

    Of course there are feelings that I think are careless even though the world is doomed Setouchi.

    However, more than that, I was purely pleased that we could all have an adventure.

 259 3. Breakthrough (after)

    As a result of the consultation, the ship was to be operated by Valtrude. I would say a reasonable candidate. He wanted to wave his sword on deck, though he seemed slightly dissatisfied.

    "In the first place, it doesn''t necessarily go through with the Devine Subjugator."

    So while Yuut tells me to convince you, Valtrude, who put the orb of the ship in front of him in the steering room, swells his cheeks in dissatisfaction. Of course there is the feeling that it is an eye blessing just because it has been seen, but you can''t leave it alone.

    "You''re going to save your life. Then Val would be nice."

    "Yut is sloppy. Anyway, I guess it goes on if you don''t want to leave it to me around Larsia?

    I''m not saying it''s not there.

    Valtrude jumped into Yut''s chest with a bitter smile.

    "But I''m gonna be glad about that, too, I guess."

    Because you can''t show your lazy face.

    "If you were pleased, it''s worth the embarrassing dialogue"

    "Embarrassed? Tell me that?

    "Don''t tell me, don''t make people look like shameless people"

    With a smile on his face, Valtrude raised his face from Yut''s chest.

    It was unfortunate that the weight and heat would go away, but now I can''t help it. Later, we''ll just have to indulge.

    "Later, or..."

    "Yes. Later."

    I smile and tell him that I remember exactly what I said about having a wedding.

    That''s how I switched my expression and consciousness.

    "Let''s do it."

    That''s a warning to Yut rather than a declaration to himself.

    Removing one of the caged hands, he slit his fingertips with a dagger (dagger) with a spare weapon. Blood falls into the orb of the ship like rain.

    Yut gave an indescribable look to that thoughtless goodness that he did not hesitate. When I went to Earth, I did the same thing in front of Acorn''s parents, but it doesn''t mean I''ll get used to it if I step on the number of places.

    "Don''t look like that. It''s necessary."

    "Well, I know."

    At the end of their gaze was the orb of the ship placed at the center of the steering room.

    Yesterday Acorn was laying his hands on it, it receives the blood of the Virgin and sheds light. It filled the steering room in an instant. It covered the hull without disappearing.

    "Oh, my feathers have grown - That reminds me of Elizabeth''s ship..."

    "You don''t look like that."

    "Egg, so I can say that..."

    Regardless of the content, I can see that I succeeded in the content of the story.

    "Now, really, the Tubasa"

    Jonah is a little good at what she said she was good at, but I can''t see that look from the Yuts.

    "Looks like you made it."

    "Otherwise, I''m in trouble. You''re hurting people''s fianc¨¦es."

    By offering the blood of the Hellenonian followers, this ship is complete.

    Finishing the ritual - as simple as you can''t even call it - as Vainamarinen put it, the Tubassa gained new abilities.

    If it''s the usual yut, "I don''t think this is the end of it. Anyway, you still have some sort of hidden feature," I think I''m going to say, but I wasn''t even trying to hide my grump.

    "It doesn''t hurt."

    She''s right, it''s not the kind of wound you exaggerate.

    In fact, Valtrude was flat on magic pills (potions) to heal his wounds.

    "Bad. Sounds like he was a nervous wreck."

    "In that case, you should think about the fun you''ll be waiting for later"

    "That''s fun..."

    Yuut thinks as he puts a supporting spell on her gear as he prepares for the last time before he enters, Valtrude.

    And concluded in two seconds.

    "Let''s not."

    "Why?

    "That''s what I call a death flag in my hometown. Before you go to war, say to your lover, ''When this battle is over, let''s get married,'' and a man dies more on the battlefield or something like that."

    "Isn''t that exactly us"

    "... Sure, it''s too late"

    I didn''t think this was going to happen - and Yut laughs.

    So, that just blew my temper away somewhere.

    "I mean, is Val going to be fun for me?

    "There, you''ll have to say a few more words"

    "For example?"

    "Don''t ask me such a difficult question"

    "Indeed."

    "- Val, Yut. It''s time to leave¡­"

    Alcia reluctantly interrupts a conversation that was likely to continue as extended. As you can see from that shuddering voice, it''s the two of us who are worse off.

    "Oh, yes. This one''s fine now."

    "That was good. I''m ready, too."

    "Ugh, um. Well, I''m sorry to leave you to Alcia alone."

    "It''s fine. It''s even our duty to get along."

    "Alcia, are you mad at me...?

    "Are you angry? No way."

    Hidden in a crimson eyelid, eyes invisible.

    But the mouth did symbolize a smile. That''s for sure. And yet, why are you sweating?

    Valtrude used to remember - more than a decade ago - blowing up all the way to the waterwheel cabin with him when he caged the uncomfortable.

    Even then, to Arsia...

    "Well, I''m out there."

    Feeling a disturbing atmosphere, Yut opted for an immediate retreat.

    Correct. That choice is correct.

    But the right choice doesn''t necessarily promise a great future.

    "Yut, Val is naturally the priority, but that''s not enough, is it?

    "Ah. Ha, yes"

    To the obstinate Arsian voice, Yut exposes the impatience he seldom shows.

    Are you jealous?

    That makes my cheeks hot.

    (After all, isn''t the world doomed?

    I can''t let anyone else hear that - especially for Alcia - my thoughts went into my chest, and Yut went out on the deck.

    In Jomtien, the glowing octagon covering the cocoon balls of pitch black is firmly present.

    However, the chain created in the Great Application (Unlimited), which reinforces it, was thin and cracked.

    No more respite.

    Having confirmed that, Yut tightens his expression and heads to the edge of the ship. White robes glistened in the sea breeze, and it even felt majestic to follow Alcia.

    Earlier on the way, Jonah and the others were consolidating.

    That''s to break up.

    "Well, I''ll be there."

    "Be careful."

    Yut, with his face out of the edge, bids farewell to his childhood friend, the girl, who went down to the beach. None of them are serious. In this situation, the two of us realized that it might be better to have something like paper tape, so much so that we share a feeling that the rest of us don''t get through.

    "It would be useless for me to pray, and the Sempais would do everything in their power. So I just wait normally"

    "Oh. Do that."

    Yut nodded forcefully at the words of the soldering from his truly imminent true name. Materialistic for a sorcerer (wizard), but it does seem to be her.

    "Something about a dry goodbye."

    "I don''t care if they play the mourning ground here. Mr. Elizabeth would mourn and mourn more."

    "Yes. Let''s go, Squirrel."

    Even though we know it will be fought back, it is the meadow race (Magner) that must be said.

    With a soothing heart, Yut sends a signal to the steering room.

    Vainamarinen and Mel were also with the acorns, but there was no need to exchange words.

    "We''re leaving!

    At the same time as Valtrude declares, the Tubassa advances at sea as the sails catch the wind and slide.

    Around a dozen metres as it was, a hull floated that cut through the waves.

    The tip turned diagonally and the bottom completely off the ocean.

    "It''s floating, it''s floating"

    But it''s just flying.

    "I agree with that. I mean, I can''t feel the wind with this."

    Though Jonah and Larsia cheered on this phenomenon, they soon regained their normal minds that it wasn''t a big deal.

    If Valtrude was with us, he''d be stubborn.

    Yut stares at the children with a warm gaze.

    "Ah! Now I feel like Jonah"

    "Companions"

    "Yeah, I''m a grown boy. Don''t try to shoulder me."

    "You''re not nervous."

    Alcia, who praised her, laughed.

    "So you can go in there like that?

    A rock giant (Jarloot), who was silently gazing into the sky, crumbles.

    "No way. That''s impossible."

    "Yeah, let''s break the seal first."

    The Tubassa continues its journey in the sky smoothly.

    In just a few minutes we reached our destination, that moment when the bow tried to touch the seal by Miracle (Teulgi).

    "Road, open up"

    Following the life of Alcia (Mei), with the chains that were wrapped, the glass collapsed to break.

    Several twisted tentacles strike at the same time as the black cocoon balls become dewy. Rather than be wary of the Yuts, I would say that all the worlds will perish.

    "Hold on, hold on."

    A voice you can''t afford, heard from the steering room.

    Without practicing, we have to avoid the attack of the end when we grab it, and the voice of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) is stuck in the wings.

    But the ship was brilliant.

    Avoid the tentacles of doom that fly like arrow bullets by tilting the hull and also using sudden stops and steep descents. Yut was also surprised that he was making it a light, three-dimensional manoeuvre.

    "Whatever makes you do it, Val is awesome. Is this the genius?"

    "Except for studying"

    "Don''t tell me."

    I look up to heaven as I smile back at Jonah''s straightforward allegations. Everyone uses the Long Flight spell, so you don''t have to worry about being shaken off unless you have too much time.

    The problem is, it''s still an enemy attack.

    That''s not the end of it, just because I sent you what you are.

    "Do I intercept?"

    Exile, who sees the arrows of the second arrow three towards him, mouths a confirmation in the form of a suggestion.

    "I think you should stop it."

    What stopped it was my partner, the meadow race.

    Arrows untouched, shooting heaven.

    With his divine skill, he shoots through his twisted tentacles brilliantly, but he can''t inflict any pain. Because the moment I touched it, the arrow vanished.

    "Yeah. I can''t help it"

    "Bye, Elemental Missiles."

    Then Yona unleashes psychic powers, but the results were together.

    "No turnout?"

    "After we get inside, there''s as much as there is."

    Yut follows Exile in mild condition.

    In fact, this degree is within the assumed range.

    "Val, I''ll take care of the ship. Anyway, stick to that black cocoon ball."

    "Got it. - Huh."

    The Tubasa accelerated. Move one looming tentacle after another, occasionally farther away, but closer to some of the spiral of despair (Reliluria).

    The name does not represent the body, but the ships of the graceful form of silver deserve to conquer the sky.

    The landscape quickly flows back.

    "Well, I guess it''s time"

    Whoever operated the ship, other than Valtrude, would have been wiped out along the way. Not so long ago, her arms stood out.

    But.

    "You have limits, this is"

    A leading exile reviews the sight in front of him with a low, heavy voice.

    Actually, it was a targeted expression.

    Anyway, the twisted tentacles are intertwined, holding back the hand that goes like a wall.

    "Yut, let''s go!

    "Oh. Please!

    Still, they chose to move forward.

    No matter, it''s not self-inflicted or anything.

    "The Fort of Glory, Photon Fortress, won''t last long."

    "Sufficiency for a moment"

    Alcia was preparing to cover the perimeter of the Tubassa, Fort of Glory.

    The Eighth Staircase''s divine spell allows the tentacles to retreat.

    There was a hole in the twisted wall.

    "Osama, please"

    "Leave it to me."

    At the same time, the Fort of Glory was broken.

    A strong bond that protects against all evil and violence is also only a temporary one.

    But as I said earlier, that was enough for Yut.

    Deposit Orb of Disrupt, the treasure ball of the dark abyss given to you by Vainamarinen, with Exile.

    And the rock giant - as per an advance meeting - threw it at the pink black cocoon balls.

    Dark Abyss Treasures are treasures (artifacts) that destroy your surroundings by following the necessary steps.

    For example, there are methods such as hitting a pair of treasure pieces, a shining beacon (white orb), but this time, it cannot be done.

    So what do we do?

    "Exactly, I''ve just worked out at La Gu"

    I don''t know if you''re praising me. At the same time, Yut ripped nine pages off the spell.

    The wind, which became fiercely blown by the disappearance of the Fort of Glory, disrupts hair.

    Still, concentration never breaks.

    Magic Dismantling

    The strongest versus witchcraft spell.

    The light wraps the treasure.

    Magic Dismantling turns magic devices (magic items) into glitches. Like the Silver Ridge (Silvalio) of the Baldur Border House.

    So what happens when you use it for treasure pieces?

    It''s hard to disable all that powerful magic.

    With the exception that Yut wipes out the treasure of Sandalwood fanaticism (Ebony Orb) - it explodes.

    And that was what I was after.

    A treasure ball of dark abyss strikes doom all around.

    The sex of doom that the helix of despair encloses.

    Therefore, without resistance. No, there was nothing to resist, the twisted tentacles were removed, and there was a big hole in the cocoon balls.

    Interpretation is temporary. It won''t stay between them, it will play.

    But as Yut has said many times, it''s only a short time away.

    As the gap was sewn, the Tubasa penetrated from a large hole loosely open in the cocoon balls into the interior.

 260 4. Past Labyrinth

    Black cocoon balls assimilated by Empress Verga and the spiral of despair (Reliouria).

    Inside it was a castle.

    "Ebony Circle."

    The heart of the Verga Empire. A sandalwood castle built of black palm stone. Great beauty with spires, similar to the castle of the black demon.

    The memory of that dream was fading, but I remembered exactly where I had spent two years.

    "I don''t feel like I have too much context."

    "You''re consistent at the end of the line in the sense of Verga''s mind."

    "I don''t know if it''s really consistent unless you go inside."

    With that said, Larsia goes down from the Tubasa alone.

    A grassland race (Magner) slowly headed for the ground by the spell of Flight wielded a magic scepter (Magic Wand).

    But nothing happens to the way it looks.

    Included in that magical short wand is the second staircase of science spell, Instant Search, Flash Searching. Discover the anomaly as if we carefully examined the range of about 5 meters radius.

    However, its accuracy depends not on the skill of the spell but on the searching skills of the operator. He was a bandit (Rogue) but also learned the spell of science, a spell like it was for Larsia.

    In the back of my brain, detailed information about the area flows in. It takes about 10 seconds to look for anomalies and dangers from among them - there doesn''t seem to be a problem.

    Following that judgment, he stepped on the black earth as Larsia would ascertain.

    "It doesn''t look like your legs are going away all of a sudden."

    "Okay."

    Following that report, Jonah also jumped to the ground.

    Running around, as if to confirm, but no abnormality.

    "Well, it''s just a matter of flying."

    "After all, humans are creatures walking on the ground. Besides, if they drop it on the ground, it''s gone. Then it won''t go out of style."

    Go on, Exile and Yut get off the ship too. Finally, Valtrude, who joined with Alcia, also stepped on the earth, all of them.

    "Well, that means we''re going to that castle, okay?

    There was no opposition to confirmation from Valtrude, the leader. The inside of that cocoon doesn''t seem that wide.

    There''s just a castle Ebony Circle in Verga, and there''s nowhere else to go. Holes vacated in the Dark Abyss treasure ball Orb of Disrupt are also about to be rapidly closed.

    "I think I can guide you."

    "Yut, I''m counting on you."

    That settled the conversation.

    The lead is Larsia. A little away from there, Exile. Valtrude was located in the hall, so that Yut, Arsia and Jonah could be sandwiched between them, and entered.

    Lines from the Adventurers'' Age. Whatever you say, in a position that is combined with nature, Yut flaunts nature and his face.

    I still remember what happened in this ebony circle.

    Still, I recognised that my place was still here.

    "So, Yut. Where do you think we should go?

    "... for now, let''s go between the thrones"

    Inside a high ceiling ebony circle so that even the Giant doesn''t have a problem.

    Just creeping through its main entrance, Larsia, who leads the way, asked about the policy, and Yut thought a little before answering.

    The speculation that this is where the Redhead Empress''s spiritual world came to light must be the first. But I don''t see any connection to the spiral of despair.

    For this reason, it is also dangerous to decide that it is entirely the spiritual world of Verga itself.

    Depending on what you think, her spirit has already completely vanished, and it could be a trap that makes you think so.

    But while Yut was somewhat lost, he believed in Verga.

    That evil demigod could not yield to that extent.

    "Rikai"

    Larsia waves the magical short wand of The Moment Search as she cuts ahead in light steps. Evidence of the greatest vigilance makes the marching speed really drop because of the use of spells.

    So much so that we need to be vigilant.

    The Yuts also continue unawares through the pitch-black castle.

    "From beyond that door, I feel something"

    At the corner, the meadow species also used hand signs to draw attention. All alert levels rise by a step.

    "That must have been the ballroom."

    It''s a pretty big space for ceremonies and stuff. I recall having danced with Verga in the aftermath of a party. Of course, it''s a dream story.

    "Wow, that''s about it for me too"

    "I don''t think it''s the right time, place, or place to fight it."

    "Later, you can dance as much as you like. All of us."

    The occasion subsided with a suggestion to gain, except for Jonah''s yut.

    "First of all, do you mind if I start there?

    Again, concentrate on huge doors with elaborate decorations.

    In response to Alcia''s confirmation, Exile returned a response by setting up Spike Flail. Of course, affirmative.

    Proceed carefully, but quickly, down the pitch-black corridor to the front of the door in no time.

    "Looks like you don''t have a trap... It''s not even locked."

    "Okay. Okay, let''s open it."

    This, too, is an old form.

    Valtrude opens the door on behalf of Larsia, who searched quickly. Slowly, surely the appearance of the interior to be exposed.

    "... what is this"

    The only person who could barely react was Larsia. No other face, except for Alcia, can carry on two sentences.

    "This is probably when we first met..."

    The reason Arcia couldn''t react was because there was footage streaming on one side of the ballroom. A huge screen beyond the cinema showed the red-haired empress and the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    "My concubine is deeply impressed. Bring peace to deterrence with destructive force. It''s not something I can think of. ''

    ''Oh...... Too bad, because it''s a natural thing to do in my hometown. I''m not great. "

    "Well, it sounds like a world of concubine preference, but it still doesn''t change my ratings."

    Conversation when one island was dropped near the imperial capital Verga.

    Verga has a heartfelt happy and slutty smile against Yut, who reveals her vigilance.

    Think of it, the redhead empress hasn''t changed since this time.

    Because he was bitterly laughing that he didn''t really get bumpy, Yut completely forgot that there was a dialogue waiting to be regretted if he touched it ahead.

    "Yut Amaxa, will you be my concubine''s son-in-law?

    ''... Huh?

    ''What, that thoughtless reply? Hurt me.''

    ''... Hi, looks like the translation isn''t working well''

    ''Then let me say it again. Be the son-in-law of a concubine. That thought, wisdom, boldness, power. It was worth emptying next to my concubine for centuries. "

    ''I refuse. I have two fianc¨¦es.''

    "Oh, my God, I''m late. Well, bedtime isn''t bad either. The concubine is not a maiden."

    "Ha, ha..."

    At this point, the surrounding gaze is already painful and cold.

    He said he was proposed in person for the first time, but, of course, he hasn''t even told you the details of the conversation. Everyone but Yut was intrigued by the first information.

    "What a subtle reaction. Doesn''t a man like the first thing?

    "In that sense, I''m a first, too, whatever."

    ''Right, right. My son-in-law, too. "

    The screening ends here. Ahead, we should have talked about the invitation to the Verga Empire. Does it mean that you don''t need to show it now?

    A vast dance hall was closed to darkness, and a book of silence descended.

    "Isn''t Yut saying no properly? And it''s the past."

    Alcia will raise her voice in advocacy first, but that may be because she hasn''t seen the footage. Give me the look of Verga like that maiden in love.

    "I know. Now, I know it''s not jealous..."

    "Something, I''m not convinced..."

    Both Valtrude and Jonah seem to have a lot of emotion.

    Meanwhile, the men except Yut are positive.

    "In the meantime, I thought we had a good story, so let''s check this room out"

    "Right."

    "Osama, what''s that affirmation against either the first or second half?"

    Exile doesn''t answer just by sticking his teeth out and laughing. I said that not answering is the answer.

    That was the state, but Yut also participates in the search for the ballpark.

    However, no abnormalities were found in the room illuminated by the Light Fire. Both the round tables placed and the room decorations were as usual.

    As soon as I tried to figure out what that meant, the screen appeared on the stage again.

    I can''t accept your courtship. I thought I''d tell you why. ''

    "That''s interesting. And that''s not why I''m falling in love with other girls, is it?

    "The values I''ve cultivated since I was born and Verga... yours. Your thoughts are too different ''

    ''Sure, it''s boring... It''s not a root cause.''

    Now in the basement where Yut was abducted by Verga.

    The figure of a man or woman sitting in bed talking to each other is photographed.

    "Here we go."

    "It''s plain harassment, isn''t it?"

    "Mostly against me."

    But I unwittingly stop and pay attention to you.

    "People eat livestock. A giant eats people. There, what difference does it make"

    ''Intelligence is different, I''m not going to say anything. The difference is culture. And it will set the standard for us to act and make good and bad decisions. "

    "This is something different."

    "Justice or goodness? Anyway, self-hypnosis lovers are going to say it. If you don''t mind, if you resist, you should have stopped with strength ''

    Verga''s compelling face flashes as if the noise had run.

    "What a rhetoric."

    Valtrude, slashed with the Angry Much Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator, flickers his breath roughly at the screen.

    Yes. With that blow, the screening didn''t stop.

    "If so, may my son-in-law reign over this country and change it?

    "What..."

    "Good is evil, but concubines cannot be obsessed. Just leaving it to the sexuality of the subjects. If so, you should command your son-in-law, let the giants open their doors, let the goblins grow their crops, and order the orgasms to eat livestock, not men ''.

    This is exactly what Verga set up in the spiritual world.

    I had just started farming by human slavery as the first stage, but if I had stayed on track (...), I would have gone the way she said.

    "Power is everything. If your son-in-law had the power, everyone would be happy to obey you. ''

    "That''s an airborne theory on the desk."

    ''No, it''s not. No, it doesn''t matter if it''s not. What difference does it make there, if the result the Son-in-law desires''

    Verga approaches Yut on the bed, he lags back and is pushed down where it can no longer be done.

    Verga''s slutty look on the horseback rider blinds me unexpectedly even when I know it''s video. At the same time, I can''t turn away completely.

    "Okay."

    "What is it? I shouldn''t have shown it to Jonah."

    "I just wanted to show you this"

    Yut rushes to close his eyes, but it was forced to interrupt.

    As if Jonah''s guess was correct, the screen is sneezed round and compressed, turning into a vortex-like dimensional gate (gate).

    "... apparently, Yona is right"

    "This situation doesn''t change the nature of the evil."

    At ease, the two fianc¨¦es of Yut will take care of themselves.

    And it was with Exile that the frustration was accumulating.

    "It doesn''t matter if you hit me, don''t be annoyed"

    "It''s out of focus, but it works better for us."

    In the meantime, Yut was examining the dimensional gates.

    Apparently, it''s not like being flown into another world.

    "In the first place, the question remains whether we can move outside this cocoon."

    "Is this likely the way to attack this dungeon?"

    Valtrude, who understands exactly what Yut is trying to say, makes a light decision.

    "Then we''ll have to move on."

    There is no objection to the leader''s decision, and in turn from Larsia, he creeps through the rainbow glowing dimensional gates.

    A moment of intoxication.

    In the next moment, they were in the basement.

    I didn''t cut it off as underground because of the lack of light in the day. Because earlier, the same sight is spreading as the basement that was shown - the "Nest of Love¡±.

    But there''s only one thing that wasn''t in the earlier footage.

    That''s the beautiful boy with the eyes of a ship sitting in a tall chair.

    The spirituality (aura) of waiting is dark and heavy, backed by the glow of adolescent life force. The breezy dark hair also accentuates the heterogeneous beauty.

    "Bad God Daxtum"

    Whose twinkle was that?

    The ¡°ever-victorious¡± Hellenonian brotherly god to whom Valtroude is dedicated, the great enemy of uncertainty. There was an evil being there that affirmed domination by power and spit out fraternity and self-sacrifice.

 261 5. Redemption (previous)

    "Shiro, I showed my face a lot. I don''t know, excuses."

    arrogant. And that uncomfortable Daxtum thing.

    But it had to be interrupted.

    "What are you going to do?

    A wicked god asks in a cold voice the cutting-edge of Spike Flail that stands still in front of him. It is blocked by an invisible barrier that apparently was unfolding around it, but on the contrary, it also means that Exile''s blow did not give him room to dodge it.

    "I don''t know if it''s real or fake, but Daxtum would be the enemy"

    So I attacked.

    Should I say simple or short circuit? Either way, that speed of judgment is commendable.

    "There is no real or fake. I''m me."

    "Doesn''t that mean you don''t know it yourself?

    "I do not accept the need to explain"

    It doesn''t even work on Larsia''s mix. At the same time, Spike Flail is liberated as to whether the barrier has been destroyed.

    "The only thing I need is a man there."

    Needless to say, there was a yut ahead of me to sneak my chin and point it out.

    It''s unfolding as expected, but together we have trouble reacting.

    "I don''t need you..."

    "You think that''s going to pass"

    Perhaps the opponent is neither Daxtum himself nor a minute god (avatar). Just like when we encountered it in the spiritual world of the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, I guess it was the manifestation of the evil god that inhabits Verga''s heart.

    That''s why I can''t say I''m inferior in power.

    "The blame for humiliating my daughter so much, here..."

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    Again, the attack is unleashed in the middle of the conversation.

    Now Larsia wielded a special magic tool (magic item) clip that brought together three magic sceptres (magic wands).

    Three bullets of pure magic fired out at the same time shoot evil gods.

    Though multiple deployments seemingly prevented up to two shots by an invisible barrier, the one remaining hit Daxtum''s forehead directly.

    But the momentum only rocked my slightly golden hair.

    She doesn''t look itchy and doesn''t even try to get up from her chair.

    This extent is within the expected range.

    Instead, you''d better be happy to hit it.

    "There''s nothing to talk about. I don''t care if you come this far to justify your love affair."

    "Don''t worry. The sorcerer there (the wizard) is like a dog or a cat. I don''t know who to mate with. But I can''t help but give back the pain my daughter has suffered."

    "If that''s what you''re talking about, this one''s about to get a comfort fee!

    The world''s rarest picture of an evil god being hit by a prairie species (Magner), unfortunately, doesn''t seem to have gotten through at all.

    Meanwhile, Yut, who is supposed to be a party, is keeping silence.

    Whatever you said wouldn''t make sense, and I didn''t think you''d honestly listen to that, even if you said you''d take responsibility and do something about Verga.

    I never imagined a family-minded evil god or anything, but I can''t say I''m not deeply in love because I''m evil. Exactly, didn''t Verga?

    In that sense, maybe I can say I''m a parent or a child.

    "Anyway, get out of the way. Force Missile Enhancer

    Additionally, Jonah creates a flaming arrow - no, a pile with a handful, and hits the psychic power.

    "Then there must be none. Wrap it up and dispose of it."

    Eating a pile of flame decently into its body - which should be painful - the beautiful boy, riddled with vice, utters a disloyal word.

    "Listen, blasphemy."

    The voices of the deafening and the purifying were compressed and released.

    "Gu."

    "Kuha."

    Simple sounds alone are extremely difficult to defend.

    The most unspoilt of these, Valtrude and Arcia, stiffen their bodies and raise their voices of suffering. Consciousness was hazy, and on top of that, light had been lost from the eyes of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "Hear the blasphemy of the evil gods."

    The divine spell of the seventh staircase was reproduced as a secret (Sacramento). No, the other way around. It reproduced the blasphemous voice of evil gods as a spell.

    Exposed to what could be described as its original attack, Yut kneels on the spot.

    "Nothingness Book" I have received several spells in my battle with Caios Evil, but I have never found a way to deal with it.

    The blindness that Valtrude has fallen into is something that will recover in minutes, but it must be troublesome.

    "To that extent."

    Hear, the Voice of Blasphemy, is as effective as what purifies - the followers of good God. The rock giant Jarloot is also in pain, but relatively insignificant.

    A quick recovering Exile swings Spike Flail sideways, saying this is all I have.

    Low ceilings make it impossible to expect power as usual, but for that matter, certainty is high. A giant object, like an anchor, cuts the wind and approaches Daxtum.

    "Hammer of Doom, Hammer of Evil"

    The evil god chose the hand of the whole offensive.

    Create a pitch-black hammer by means of a secret mark and meet it with Spike Flail.

    A weapon that also slammed Taraskus collided with the hammer of the evil god.

    "That was licked."

    It doesn''t matter, Exile can focus on Spike Flail. Blood drifted from the edge of his mouth because of blood vessels floating on his rocky skin and overcrowding.

    "That''s this dialogue, Shiro"

    "I don''t know who he is and who he is. God knows. It''s no big deal."

    "Decorate"

    Daxtum smiles as he sits in his chair.

    But my eyes aren''t laughing.

    "Die with regret for that grand speech"

    It was an instant when the equilibrium broke.

    The force yields to a stronger force.

    Spike Flail was pushed back by the hammer of the evil god and his pointy tip pierced the ceiling.

    Without giving it a glimpse, Daxtum''s hammer flies straight to Exile.

    "To this extent."

    An inevitable rock giant puts an autonomously running demonized shield in the foreground and prepares for that blow.

    Fulfilling - it worked.

    "Guh."

    The shield is jumped, and the dragon scale (Dragon Skyle) armor is heavily punched with an exile that is forced to retreat to the wall.

    Rocky muscles are cut, bones are broken and guts are damaged.

    Still, it did work.

    Because it was avoided when it crashed into the wall and the damage went deeper.

    "Yut, go!

    A rock giant screams as he bleeds out of his mouth.

    At the end of the rampant Exile''s gaze was an open passage into the basement.

    The path Valtrude forced to dig in to rescue Yut from Verga. It shouldn''t have had to be reproduced that far, but it must have been somewhat impressive.

    Of course, in a bad way.

    "- Okay."

    The tour lasted a moment.

    Yut decided to leave this place to his people.

    "The Great Mage''s Shrink, Steps of Arc Mage."

    Eight pages of the spell were split into two pieces and sucked under Yut''s feet. Meet your shoes with a rainbow glow.

    "I''ll take care of it later."

    Yut, who emerged behind Valtrude, struggles - naturally because he is wearing full body armor - to hold her up.

    It''s treated like a rice bag, but I just have to ask you to forgive me. Anyway, Daxtum and Helenonia are the great enemies of uncertainty. There was no way I could have left her, called the Virgin.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    And now cleave the 9 pages worth of spell documents.

    The Theoretical Spell of the Ninth Staircase to Stop Time. Without special abilities like Dal-Lukash, none of us, even God, would be enemies in resisting its effects.

    And even if it''s hard to walk in charge, if it''s instantaneous travel, I can handle it.

    Stationary, gray space.

    In the midst of which there was no sound or smell, the Yuts left the battlefield repeatedly for a short distance instantaneous movement due to the effect of The Great Mage''s Shrinkage.

    First, make a dry choice that would be better to describe as abandoning your people.

 262 6. Redemption (after)

    "... what is this situation?

    In "Steps of Arc Mage," the Great Sorcerer''s shrink, she woke up just as Valtrude broke through the cut aisle.

    He looks around on Yut''s shoulder and tries to organize his memories back and forth. Blindness had already recovered.

    "We''re the only ones running away."

    "... Hmm"

    I''ve been out in the aisle in the Ebony Circle, and this is fortunate enough to bring the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) down from his feet to the floor. The distance I was responsible for is short compared to the distance I traveled, but lifting a person in armor is difficult, albeit lightweight magic silver (miserable).

    More than that, I just want you to praise me for being held.

    "Pity, is that the best...?

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, who took the Blasphemous Voice off the influence of "Listen, Blasphemous Voice (Brasfemmy)," judges the situation while holding her head. There was a shame in escaping evil. But I haven''t even narrowed my horizons enough to try to go back now.

    If it stayed that way, it would have become a force as soon as it recovered, but I''m also certain it will be a clump of legs until then.

    "If we get results, it''ll be the best."

    "Sure, you are"

    To Yut''s words, Valtrude nods.

    In contrast to her uncontrolled, his expression cannot be dismissed.

    "What''s wrong with you?

    "No..."

    Even as they pull their hair back, they start moving toward the throne room. But even then, Yut''s footsteps are heavy.

    "Not that it''s ''no''. That''s crazy."

    I stand in front of my fianc¨¦e trying to force me to move on, with my hands on my shoulders and pushing them away.

    Valtrude is serious, desperate, and seriously worried. The beauty was eyelid, too eyelid, and Yut turned away unexpectedly.

    As usual, it''s not like I can''t look directly in the light anymore.

    Because they were going to spot the annoying feelings and I didn''t want them to know. But that was completely counterproductive.

    "I am not God. You have to put it into words, or I won''t know. Well, there''s a lot I don''t know when you say it."

    "I want you to stop crushing my tease first."

    "How many years do you think we''ve been dating?"

    "It hasn''t been three years."

    "But it''s three years more intense than normal."

    "... I was shocked at myself for lightly abandoning everyone"

    It was Valtrude, who had received a confession from Yut up close, but I didn''t immediately understand if it was that serious.

    The truth is, even if they fall out, their power doesn''t diminish that much. Valtrude''s understudy has Exile, and Jonah should be there to replace Yut.

    In that sense, it would be Alcia who can''t really replace it. Larsia is the same, but when viewed purely in the phase of combat alone, it is slightly inferior.

    Of course, the presence of Yut and Valtrude makes it even more bottom-up, and we can say that it is only with all six of them.

    So I don''t even know what he''s saying...

    "This is the situation. It makes sense that we should move on."

    Although there are no obvious time limits or countdowns, it is also certain that they cannot be kept long.

    I stayed overnight because there were seals by Miracles (Teulgi) and Great Petitions (Unlimited), and because many people were useless if they didn''t strive to recover in the first place.

    So while the Exiles are holding back, you''re right to move on. If Verga is involved, there''s no other way for Yut to go, and if he''s that partner, it''s Valtrude.

    Also, I don''t know what''s going on with that Daxtum thought, but the presence of Yut could also trigger a harsh attack.

    Besides, if it''s a command tower, you have to be calm. Therefore, even if there are accusations of making decisions that can also be described as reprehensible, there should be no human being who can say it is a mistake.

    "... I know. Something that Val would say to me, and that everyone would think so."

    So what is the problem?

    "I made that decision without any hesitation."

    Efficient.

    Effective.

    That''s all, I made a decision.

    There, I didn''t have to worry that the rest of my people would be in danger.

    "After all, I may have changed in that world. No, was it originally? Either way, it won''t change. I said I liked Val greatly, but now I like him from Val -"

    The self-inflicted language was physically forced to interrupt.

    I won''t have a choice.

    You can''t talk when your lips are blocked with your lips.

    At the same time as I breathed, I felt the time had stopped.

    "I''ll ask you to stop imitating yourself and anyone you like to insult me"

    A few seconds, which seemed like eternity, passed and Valtrude left. A silver bridge was crossed between the two of them, but it also disappears quickly.

    "... bad"

    "I wish I could tell. But this is not going to be a fundamental solution..."

    As he says, his behavior in the spiritual world probably results in a variety of imbalances.

    "Why do you care so much about the deeds of your dreams? Nobody''s dead, nobody''s suffering, okay?

    "What happened in that world can''t be broken if it''s a complete dream."

    "... I''m sorry, but I don''t know what that feels like"

    Naturally, Yut laughs bitterly. You care so much about dreams, what do you do?

    "But I know it''s inseparable. All right, Yut, kneel down on the spot."

    "Huh?"

    "Just do it."

    I couldn''t resist that fortitude - rather, I couldn''t possibly fathom myself with muscle strength on Valtrude, which I meant.

    Even the dog "feast" would have been a little bit more.

    Tell me what you think is your sin.

    Rin''s voice echoed in his ears with so much doubt and dissatisfaction.

    Just the voice, beautiful. Does this mean you will be impressed?

    No matter how stubborn the sinner will gladly open his mouth.

    That, Yut, was no exception.

    "I did not free the same human slaves in that world and treated them as serfs"

    "Slaves are not recognized by the Hellenonian God either. Really, you couldn''t let it go?

    "The agricultural production of the Verga Empire was, under the kings of each race, subtly assumed by human slaves. If we had freed it, we would have had to carry out a massive loot on the neighbouring countries."

    "So you abused the people who became serfs?

    "I didn''t do that!

    Faced up, Yut looked Valtrude in the eye and shouted. This way, you''ll see if it''s true or not, eyes to eyes.

    She lays down the next question without telling her guilt or innocence, with a serious look on her face.

    "State your other sins."

    "We had a war. To invade more efficiently, drop one island and make a treaty in your favor, or send mercenaries in to betray you¡­"

    "What happened as a result?

    "People are dead, so are the goblins that sent them in. The territory has been expanded."

    What did you think of that?

    "... I was delighted. I felt like I was recognized. I thought I could repay you."

    Admitted it. Admitted it.

    I wouldn''t even call it a sense of game, but I can''t deny that I had a weird sense of omnipotence.

    Valtrude, who heard Yut''s testimony, holds the Holy Mark and prays.

    Dialogue with God who dwells in heaven.

    An indelible nervousness wraps yuut. Anyway, I guess the verdict will be handed down from now on.

    "''I can''t say I''m innocent. I see, it does not extend to punishing''. That''s what the Hellenonian God says."

    "... I don''t know what that means"

    "Something that Yut doesn''t understand, there''s no way I can tell."

    What has been the interaction so far?

    It was her smile like a Mother of Mercy that greeted Yut, who tried to stir up even anger.

    "Forgive"

    "... Huh?

    "Whatever the evil deeds, they will not be forgiven or anything else. Our punishment is to encourage and make amends. Forgiveness should be given to those who already repent and suffer sin."

    "Oh no..."

    But I''m not convinced. It can''t be that light.

    "Isn''t that good? Depending on the way you look at it, you''re a hero who''s improved the treatment of slaves."

    "It''s a trick. Besides, in the matter of war..."

    "I have no choice. I was pushed into such an environment. Or is it also thought that the Hellenonian God is a stubborn God who punishes without even considering the circumstances?

    Do you still have the influence of the mating gods, words that use mundane rhetoric for Valtrude? Besides, Yut tries to refute it.

    Interpretation, it''s clean.

    There are as many exceptions as there are.

    But it was speechless.

    "Redemption"

    A divine spell that works only for those who repent of sin and ask forgiveness.

    Light spreads from the shoulders that Valtrude touches, wrapping Yut''s entire body. As if to respond to it, the consciousness of sin was diminished and the mind lightened.

    I didn''t forget.

    I just stopped blaming myself more than I had to.

    (Right. This is salvation)

    Yut was rather impressed with the new discovery. At the same time, I realize for the first time the greatness of God.

    "Sometimes, it''s a good idea to get on with it before it''s built, right?

    "Don''t say it yourself."

    "In the first place, it''s weirder for Yut to care even though no one''s dead. I''m going to be my husband, so I need you to live longer with Eagle Deep."

    "Right, you''re in trouble."

    "Hmm. I''m in trouble."

    Finally, Yut got up.

    There is no shadow in the floating grin either.

    "Well, yut. How does this castle work?

    "Was Val uncomfortable, too?"

    to a question that did not take long to immerse himself in emotion, but Yut answered from the front.

    Already, consciousness is switching. There''s no problem - not that it''s trivial. I don''t misprioritize.

    "Oh. Slightly lukewarm (...) compared to the hard work of getting in. No, except for the malicious footage I''m just saying I''m gonna show those two memories. Damn, I don''t think we should be angry about this.

    "I think that was just to show off, like Jonah and now Val said,"

    Honestly, I don''t want to be touched there.

    Not to delude, but Yut changes the direction of the story.

    "In the meantime, to succinctly put my impression - it was like I was waiting for clearance. I thought so."

    If you were serious about eliminating it, you could have done more. At least, the outward offense was more harsh.

    But this situation of preparing an event and placing the Guardian is as if you are telling me to come and see you beyond the trials.

    "I didn''t know I could spot it anymore. Exactly."

    From beyond the darkness, I heard a familiar - a voice I thought I would never hear again.

    "Finally, my son-in-law."

    It sounds lewd, compelling, and thought-proofing.

    I couldn''t sit around and Yut was waiting for her to come out of the darkness.

    That''s all I could do.

 263 7. Reunion with the Empress

    "I''ve been waiting for this moment."

    "Stop."

    Verga, who puts emotion on words and talks smudgingly. At that moment when she tries to emerge from the darkness, Valtrude stops.

    It was like a Kingsguard holding back enemy soldiers, and like a mother trying to keep my son away from danger.

    But the evil demigod does not consider the emotions of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin). Ignore the warning and advance without footsteps from the darkness.

    "Even if you look at this state of concubinage, do you still tell me not to come near it? That''s cowardice, not prudence."

    "This is... You''ve been so cute."

    Seeing Verga reveal herself, Yut unconsciously leaks that sentiment.

    The voice, the atmosphere, the Redhead Empress herself, which Yut knows well.

    But only the appearance was different.

    Even so, it''s not a disastrous change.

    "I didn''t know I could be praised by my son-in-law. It''s a long life."

    The figure of Verga smiling lusciously was a far cry from the impression he would get from that look.

    Both pitch-black dresses like you dyed the night, and burning redheads, just like that. But like a fairy, it was small and floating in space. In this state, it would also be natural not to have footsteps.

    When I sent Koeli Renato back from Earth to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, I used too much force to make her look young, but she didn''t. It was close to Dravael''s mini-gorem, taking on the operation of the Tubassa in one hand.

    "Don''t be so alarmed. It''s like twisting a baby''s hand, like a concubine."

    "Is that what a baby looks like?"

    Even witnessing Verga now, which can even be described as pathetic, Valtrude does not de-alert. But he hadn''t unleashed the Devine Subjugator.

    There is no doubt that the fairy in front of you is identical to the evil demigod. That''s what her intuition tells her.

    At the same time, I feel the difference with Verga at the time when it was relative.

    Of course, I''m not talking about differences in appearance. Valtrude''s intuition, like no other, said that the more intrinsic parts are different.

    "It''s the same thing that doesn''t bother me, but it doesn''t look like Verga ever did. I hate to admit it, but... in a good way."

    "Didn''t Val say that to come in our way like Daxtum God"

    Glossy but adorable.

    Inside such contradictions - no, that''s why while watching the fascinating fairy Verga, Yut thinks about how things should be cleaned up.

    "Oh, is the time for praise over yet, huh? Totally disgusting."

    Yut exhaled softly as he looked sideways at the little Verga flying around him like an adorable mascot.

    And walk out silently.

    Yut, where are you going?

    "The destination was decided. If you''re talking, you can walk."

    Answer Valtrude''s words without hesitation and start walking into the throne room. Leaning her neck, she also followed Yut like that.

    "That''s unusual and forceful."

    "This would also be the fruit of the concubine''s education"

    A cathedral knight who questions, not dissatisfaction, in his attitude, and a red-haired empress who prides herself on merit.

    "Forced to kidnap me. What do you say? It''s like a bandit himself saying, ''You''re never going to be stolen again.''"

    "In the home of his son-in-law, he also says," Thieves have a reason. "

    "Where do you buy such knowledge?"

    Wherever I said it, I guess I overheard it when I went to Earth. She has a lot of mysteries on Earth because it was almost a separate act from Verga.

    "... but it''s not a bad yut like this"

    "Mm-hmm. It will be, it will be"

    "I''m talking to myself now. Don''t react. In the first place, we''re enemies, even if it''s because we look like that. Don''t forget that."

    "You know, horror."

    I didn''t pinch my mouth - I didn''t pinch it - and Yut, who was listening in silence, stopped abruptly. This is no longer good for mental health.

    He seems to like Valtrude, but turns his gaze to the little evil demigod, reflecting that if Acorn asks him, he doesn''t know what he''ll say.

    "Verga also wants to eliminate the spiral of despair. You''re not wrong about my guess, are you?

    "I don''t know. It''s like my father and aunt working together to seal it off. More importantly, the conquest of the world is not worth a thought, whether you want it or not."

    In the struggle against the spiral of despair, all gods, good and evil, worked together to come to terms. There is no doubt about that, but they call the Hellenic God ''aunt'' and so on, and the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia puts on her face.

    Even that never damaged her beauty, but it makes me want to say one thing of irony.

    "For that matter, it seems to be well taken in."

    I can''t feel a lie in the words of little Verga. However, it also contains information that would not have been known if it had not been Verga himself, such as the structure of the castle and footage with the shown Yut.

    When Valtrude pointed that out, he gave a slutty but cynical smile.

    "Of course that''s because my son-in-law made me sleep in despair."

    "Of course I''m in trouble when they say..."

    "So what are you now?"

    I thought you said "conscience."

    "Conscience"? "

    Yut gazes at the red-haired empress who says such an unexpected thing, nagging. He was a verga who turned himself into a slut after that gaze, but cuteness precedes him in his present appearance.

    "I see.¡° Conscience. "

    Meanwhile, the diocesan knight, strongly served with goodness, accepted Verga''s explanation lightly. Even those who mark good are not entirely unrelated to evil.

    Then it is not surprising that the evil demigod had good intentions. Rather, it can even be taken for granted.

    "Well, I don''t believe it like Val... If you look at the structure of this ebony circle, at least, so far, it''s not hostile. On the contrary, I know you''re cooperating."

    "Well, that''s the thing."

    "Yut......"

    "I know. I''ll explain it properly."

    Even though the ¡°conscience¡± of the evil demigod was believed, I guess I didn''t think I was cooperating. It was originally uncomfortable, but that was because of a meaningless encounter.

    Yet Yut and little Verga that makes sense with few words. In the meantime, go in and ask for an explanation.

    "We talked a little bit earlier, but it was weird to soak (...)"

    "That''s true, they showed some weird footage... But what does it mean to bring it up to Daxtum and cooperate...?

    "Well, you don''t have to send out evil gods."

    Yut flips the board clearly.

    But it''s necessary. Anyway, the preconditions are different.

    "If we really want to pull the spiral of despair out into the material world, we don''t need this castle itself. Why don''t we just have hundreds of tentacles outside and get rid of us? Or even buy time by defending yourself."

    "That''s true..."

    True argument, but I guess I''m not sensibly convinced.

    Think with Valtrude fingering his bright, well-shaped lips.

    (You just got kissed...)

    It''s not the first time.

    But that doesn''t make me feel less moved or nervous.

    Unconsciously Yut almost took her hand to her mouth just like she did, but it managed to summon reason to prevent it.

    If I did that now, I don''t know what Verga would say to me.

    "I also said this earlier, but since I got into the Ebony Circle, it''s like I''m waiting for clearance. Wasn''t it like that?

    You''re right.

    Without waiting for Valtrude''s reply, little Verga applauds his son-in-law''s wisdom with a cute applause.

    "I knew it. Here too, on the palm of Verga."

    "Is that so? Collaborators - No, an accomplice. Anyway, if my sons and sons were here, my concubine''s salvation would be equal to a sandy cabinet."

    Again, two people who make sense.

    I don''t need to rush, but Valtrude desperately put his thoughts around to the same conclusion.

    "In other words, you have prepared a similar trial for the dungeon, so that if you step through it, you can send back the spiral of despair"

    To the words of the diocesan knight, the red-haired empress nods. Slowly, as if to burn.

    "As I said earlier, the concubine was caught in despair. The void was plunged into a spiral of abomination and despair, but there was an intrusive part of it to surrender itself."

    "Is that your conscience?"

    Valtrude twinkles at the little Verga flying around in front of him, looking neglectfully painful.

    "I can be truncated - no, you separated yourself?

    "Either way, the concubine doesn''t know"

    "Is it both? Anyway, that''s when he intervened to create this mechanism."

    "I don''t know."

    Satisfied, Verga smiles.

    That attitude is nothing short of grandeur, and it doesn''t look familiar to what it is today. But it was also what the evil demigod deserved.

    "I just don''t suppose you can make the hurdles extremely low when you say you''ve improved the environment. I think it''s proof that Daxtum came out"

    "Exactly. As a concubine, I was very dissatisfied that you simply didn''t consider my father and my son-in-law..."

    "I see you in the spirit world of Dal-Lukash."

    "Is it a good idea to describe that as meeting"

    "Isn''t that the one called do-it-yourself?

    So Valtrude, who was keeping his silence, opens his mouth. I guess I was purely doubtful rather than dissatisfied with the conversation between the two of them.

    But Verga''s response was as provocative.

    "Oh. You say that? In the first place, the concubines took on a man."

    "There''s no such thing as a fit. Until we get rid of the bandits."

    A fairy like a mascot hangs out with an extinct beauty.

    They were two people who might have looked smiling if only on the outside, but the representation of good and evil in the Brewers.

    Yut''s mental burden of being shown it in front of him is hard to put to the brush tongue.

    "What about me going into arbitration, but for now, why don''t we put a truce to it until we do something about the spiral of despair?

    "... I don''t have a choice"

    "It''s a reasonable place..."

    "What are you unhappy about?

    "Disgruntled, full of grievances."

    "That''s the same for me"

    Two people who turn away at the same time, put Yut down and move.

    Either the Cathedral Knight looks more inhospitable, obviously because of the impression he receives from his appearance.

    "Yut, what are you doing"

    "Son-in-law, hurry up"

    "... Actually, aren''t you two close?

    "... yuut. Whatever it takes, you''re gonna get mad at me?

    "Son-in-law, there''s a limit to things, isn''t there?

    "I''m sorry, give me a break..."

    After those two, Yut takes the lead.

    Heading up, in the throne room. I don''t even have to check.

    I get a meal.

    Will the world end or continue?

    The end was entrusted to good and evil and to their love.

 264 8. Between the Thrones (front)

    Finally - without so much difficulty - between the thrones we reached. There is Verga who knows not only the Ebony Circle itself, but even its structure as a dungeon. I can''t even do the hard work.

    "It''s like playing games while watching offense online."

    Get a "Wandering Warrior¡± burgler in Yut''s private room. It was thanks to her help that Bone Novor, the head of the Dead Giant, was gently evacuated in the aisle to the throne.

    Nor would Valtrude call it a selfie.

    "Does it make sense in that room to see another extended video..."

    The sight of Yut and the red-haired empress giving friendly lectures on conversations and theoretical spells, shown to the end in Verga''s private room.

    If we don''t see it through to the end, we won''t have finished the trial.

    Having no choice but to say so, Valtrude finished watching the footage and now the warning light is on his mental health.

    (I wish I could block my eyes and ears)

    At first, I had to be vigilant because I didn''t know what was there, but not this time.

    And yet, I honestly can''t help but see that she''s cute. At the same time, I also got the disadvantage of not being able to turn my back on myself more than Valtrude is doing.

    "I don''t know what lies ahead. It is a matter that has been decided since the present concubine broke up, and only between the thrones cannot be perceived"

    I look at Verga, who seems sorry, and stroke him twice and three times to comfort his head. Sometimes it was floating at just the right height, and it was also an appreciation for the cooperation so far.

    Valtrude''s gaze gets steeper, but he doesn''t say anything.

    "I''m sorry. So, do you want to go?

    "No -"

    "Not yet, early"

    It is confirmed that there is the last obstacle ahead.

    Probably a comparable opponent to the evil god Daxtum the Exiles are fighting against.

    Then we must be well prepared.

    The Great Mage''s Shield, Aegis of Archmage, defends the operator''s surroundings with an invisible shield. Yuut grants himself spells such as Intuition (Third Eye), which gives him a sixth sense. They all need to be used just before or during battle because of their short duration.

    In the same way, Valtrude uses the Silver Shield (Platinum Shield) for shields integrated with the caged hand. The shield of magical silver shined even more beautifully.

    This divine spell, which can only be used by the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), grants purified protection against any attack.

    "This is the adventurer."

    Yut ran out of grandeur against the narrative little Verga. It''s not an excuse, it feels firm.

    "Come on, let''s open it."

    Valtrude laid his hands on the door between the thrones, silently expressing his endorsement of Yut''s words. It''s a door where even giants can enter, but it''s no reason for her to cower.

    In the first place, who said that the Holy Virgin of Helenonia was inferior to the Titans?

    Slowly but surely, a huge double-open door opens.

    "... I knew it"

    Compared to the size of the door, slightly. But there can be enough clearance to get through each person.

    Two beautiful shadows you can see from there.

    One sits on the throne, the other stands before it - both women.

    "For my son-in-law, was it within the bounds of my expectations"

    "Erase it, I guess."

    Smells standing in front of the throne. Standing beauty. I guess Verga didn''t pass on her information beforehand because she simply didn''t know.

    But apart from that, it''s possible to predict.

    Approaching her, a comparable being to Daxtum, in the usual pace.

    "I''ve been waiting, my daughter. And my stepchild."

    Jumping over the leading Valtrude, his gaze was straight towards the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    "Nice to meet you, my beloved wife Beatrice of Evil. I''m not your stepchild."

    Take that gaze from the front, and Yut calls his opponent''s name.

    Bad loving wife Beatrice.

    After loving and loving Daxtum, he summoned his body to the Brewers, the companion of the evil god who gave birth to Verga after 100 years of honeymoon.

    It is called the Rare Bad Girl because of the manipulation used at that time and the number of too many sacrifices that he killed when calling Daxtum.

    It''s just that she herself was supposedly pure, affectionate, and a family thought.

    Beatrice doesn''t break his grin when he hears Yut''s greeting and the words of denial. Down the stairs in front of the throne in a fashion model-like foothold, packing the distance.

    She''s a beautiful woman with a clear nose and a puffy spine just to look at. Rich yet smart in body. You look like a young girl, as close as you are to confusion.

    An ageless witch dressed in a purple blue dress with a bold open chest area.

    If you''re a man, you''ll never turn away. If you can speak up, you won''t keep it for a few minutes trying to find someone else to love, and you will be captivated. The sixth sense given by Intuition also complains of her dangers.

    (Yandele, who went too far, can''t tell between pure love and - or Zhuyin, you''d say)

    But Yut will not be attracted to the fragrance. My childhood friend''s face comes to mind naturally, and the impression of her beloved wife of evil is undone.

    Besides, if she was beautiful, she was too resistant in Valtrude. Happy or unhappy, Yut will not be caged by his wicked beloved wife Beatrice.

    "This me shall be different from me that dwells in heaven. I also know that my dear daughter is trapped in a spiral of despair. But my daughter begged me to do everything I could to protect myself."

    That''s what I say, I see Verga sitting on the throne for a moment.

    The red-haired empress slept soundly like a baby, but her body was covered with something black, with a constant double spiral pattern.

    From that mouthfeel, Beatrice is aware that she is neither herself nor a minute god (avatar).

    As it is, I also understand that the world will perish.

    Still, he declared that he would protect his beloved daughter, who falls asleep behind her back.

    "Is the concubine your mother''s daughter, too?

    "Of course. I can''t hurt you."

    Chuckles, the evil loving wife who shows the Mercy Mother''s smile.

    "But bad daughters also need to be punished, right?

    "... I''m sorry, my son-in-law. I can''t seem to persuade you. I didn''t know you couldn''t forgive a helpless concubine right now."

    "Well, I''m the one with the burden on her"

    The cause that summoned the spiral of despair can be described as Yut. I am aware that he will not have all the blame, but he will be quite resentful.

    "Well, we''re done here."

    "Come on. Shall we get started?

    It was at the same time that Valtrude unleashed the Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator and Beatrice created the weapon.

    A giant hammer appears in her heavenly hands. It''s so big that you can''t just hold it with the pattern head, it''s like making a chunk of iron at the tip of an iron bar, just like a blunt instrument.

    Bad beloved wife Beatrice, a hammer called Titan Fist.

    Beat it to the ground, the ground and the atmosphere tremble.

    - The battle lid was cut.

    "Lightning March"

    First hand, Valtrude, naturally.

    Let the thunderbolt of God gather all over your body and storm the Great Hammer into Beatrice, where it protruded to the ground.

    Its speed, its sharpness. None of them can compete, and even though they are the companions of the evil gods, they are no match for what can be prevented.

    Neither can it be avoided nor accepted, and the purple blue dress is chopped to pieces and the blood dances.

    But while thunder struck him, Beatrice was laughing.

    "Negative Shackles"

    "Knock."

    A ray with an attribute of evil pierces the body of the Cathedral Knight, and a dark temper shackles his hands and feet around him. The effect of the divine spell on the seventh staircase slowed the action down as if it were hanging in the water.

    Such an immense hammer of Beatrice looms over her head.

    "Chi."

    Yut hastily cancelled the attack spell he was preparing.

    "Counter Dispel Against the Curse Demon"

    And rip six pages from the spell document to expand around her. Erase only the Negative Shackles in an instant.

    "Oh, too bad."

    "Words that crush people''s heads."

    One hair at a time, he takes the hammer blow with a shield integrated with the cage hand. "Negative Shackles" If it had not been cursed, it would have turned out as she herself put it.

    Expect to push in even more, losing and Valtrude springing his whole body trying to play the giant fist.

    "Obstacles must be crushing things, right? Especially since you''re an obstacle in a double sense."

    "Do something unsolicited!

    Wielding the Devil''s Sword beside her as if to exude depression, Beatrice floated in the sky and sent it away.

    Unless it''s a blow to Kaishin, but it doesn''t quite work with a bitter attack.

    "Do it unexpectedly"

    "My mother doesn''t think I''m a concubine until now."

    This offense seemed surprising to little Verga as well. The situation is serious, but the surprise is also adorable.

    "The other person is God. Wouldn''t that be a glimmer?"

    "I can''t do anything to my concubine, so hold on."

    "... I don''t even need to be told"

    Even while Valtrude and little Verga are having heartwarming interactions, the war situation changes.

    Activate Boots of Wings, the military boot of flight, and the Cathedral Knight follows Beatrice in the air.

    Meanwhile, in Verga, a throne imprisoned by a spiral of despair, there is no way to wake up. But the double-helix black fog that covered her was becoming more disastrous.

    From the laws (rules) laid down by Verga''s ¡°conscience", I guess it''s first to eliminate Beatrice. But if you have to...

    "... what?

    Unexpectedly, a sense of tinkering the neck muscles strikes. A chill runs on his spine and a bad feeling shivers his whole body.

    "Val!"

    I was screaming unexpectedly. There is no reason. There is no basis. Still, I couldn''t help screaming.

    Beatrice shakes a hammer of iron. Not yet, at a distance that Valtrude can''t reach.

    "Knock."

    Valtrude, who was in an assault posture following his wicked beloved wife, was forced to take the path sideways. From the edge, a move that would be hilarious.

    But there can be no fault in warning by Intuition.

    An evil beloved wife shook down an iron mass that did not resemble its skinny. From the patterned head of the giant''s fist, a bunch of light is emitted that is as much as a hug. Late, there was a wind-cut noise that seemed to be heard all the way to the ground.

    "Verga, too!

    Grabbing a small Verga collar, Yut also retreated. Still, I can''t stop feeling bad. On the contrary, no, it just increases.

    A black light cuts diagonally between the thrones.

    As such, Valtrude stared at the wall, Yut and little Verga on the ground. No, I couldn''t get out of my sight or anything.

    The light, which could not capture anything, pierced the floor, struck out the black cocoon balls beneath it, and circled the sea. The sea water disappears and a cylindrical hole opens.

    Everyone would have thought they evaporated. At least, Yut is.

    But soon I realize that''s a mistake.

    In a cylindrical shape with a radius of a few meters, the sea water had disappeared. That''s for sure.

    Yet sea water does not flow in from the surroundings. It''s as if that space is independent only. Or as if it''s extinguished.

    A state in which one can only assume that existence itself has been obliterated.

    "This is the helical doom of despair..."

    I don''t know why, I don''t know what.

    However, only the result of extinction occurred.

    to its insanity. And Yut had to be stunned by a glimpse of the end that would happen when the helix of despair manifested itself.

 265 9. Between the Thrones (After)

    "Hey. Ah."

    It was Valtrude who recovered first from the shocking sight. Hold down Beatrice''s head with his flying military shoes and wave down the Succubus Sword.

    Just can''t you take the light of doom in a row, I took it with the fist of a giant who unleashed it.

    Imminent with the Virgin of Helenonia and her beloved wife of evil. Look at that, Yut takes it off of me.

    It doesn''t matter. Whatever attack the opponent unleashes, it doesn''t change anything that needs to be done. No, if you have such a hand, you have to get rid of it quickly.

    That is the answer the Cathedral Knight spoke silently and read by the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    "Strong Wind Down (Downburst)"

    Three-page cleavage from the spell document, unfolding over the head of Beatrice. The pages of the spell will swirl and there will be strong winds downward. Just in the wind, resistance to spells doesn''t matter. It''s only a third staircase spell, but the point depends on how you use it.

    Valtrude pursues his beloved wife of evil, who has lost her balance in the air.

    I saw that as an opportunity, the third person (...) moved.

    "Lightning Chain"

    Verga unleashes a thunderbolt from a secret trail (Sacramento). A few strips of white thunder burst into herself, not my mother, sitting on the throne.

    That shoots the evil demigod - just before.

    Return

    He had set his beloved daughter in front of him at the return point. We activated a divine spell back to base, and Beatrice broke in with instant travel.

    Thunderlight strikes directly, turning around and enduring the pain. Even that look is beautiful.

    "Verga? What do you mean?

    "Thank you very much, Mother. The enemy must be defeated."

    In anticipation of the absurdity, he says he targeted himself.

    Beatrice, on the other hand, has no qualms about its beauty. Did you cover Verga, imprisoned by a helix of despair on the throne, because of inconvenience? Or because of motherhood, I couldn''t measure it at all.

    "Verga?"

    Beatrice calls out the name of her beloved daughter, who has carried out a deceptive and similar attack on her. Call only the first name. I don''t think I''ve been struck by lightning strikes.

    "... Valtrude Istas. I''ll take care of the rest."

    Pushed by its heavy pressure, the little Verga hides behind Yut.

    "Why am I always like this?"

    Even if it was Valtrude who wanted to say what was the ¡°conscience¡± of the evil demigod, it must have been a good opportunity.

    Verga - An ambush on the nucleus of the spiral of despair was prevented. But neither is the wicked beloved wife intact. As a result, we have joined forces, but we will resume the assault with the Kamigami Sword.

    Imminent to take the attack from overhead and start again.

    The unbalanced presence of the sword of God and the giant hammer became a development that, while Valtrude pushed in, Beatrice used theological spells and mysteries to thrive.

    Perhaps the true pinnacle of an evil beloved wife lies in the manipulation and confusion of the hearts and minds. If Valtrude weren''t a woman, if Yut had no one to love, he would have ended up at that point under control of his spirit. He crosses each other with the Holy Virgin of Helenonia in a bad melee. This alone shows how out of standard.

    Bleeding and waving giant fists is an amazing and cruel work of art.

    Seeing the sight, Yut made one decision.

    "Val, the Arcians are worried too. Let''s get this settled. Sorry, but stick with no spell support, including for what you put on a while back"

    "Just what I want."

    In contrast to his conversation with Verga, Valtrude shines his eyes. To strike one with God, it makes me rather heartbeat.

    While looking sideways at that figure, Yut activates one spell.

    Magic Energy Field

    Rip seven pages from the spell document and empty it in conjunction with the powder of the diamond removed at the same time. The two emitted intertwined light, creating a hemispherical setting around the Valtrudes.

    Seventh Staircase Physical Spells that restrict the use of all spells and mysteries within a range and deter the effects of magic equipment (magic items).

    Using it on the battlefield means forbidding special powers and imposing a power and power battle.

    It''s my specialty.

    He smiles at his more beautiful appearance than an angel, and in one breath he sees a series of five strikes from left to right. An attack that forces an evil beloved wife to stop trying to get out of this realm. Neither does the Succubus Sword, which is just a business here, matter.

    The moment Beatrice managed to take it, Valtrude stepped further in.

    Half breath delayed release, sixth slaughter.

    "Brilliant."

    Seen in its beautiful trajectory, the beloved wife of evil was slashed and torn apart again. Nonetheless, she was full.

    Behavior beyond the understanding of the ordinary man, but therefore God.

    Looking out for that offense, Yut prepares the next spell. You have to load Valtrude with spells that you can''t use.

    There are two differences between the Magic Conversion Realm and the Magic Action Deterrent held by the Monocular King (Oculus Rex).

    One is that it takes time to activate.

    The other is to convert the magic powers that have been restricted and deterred into theoretical spells.

    With that help, I completed one spell.

    "Forced Move (Jounter)"

    When the remnants of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) attacked the entire territory, a great spell gathered a large group of enemies underground in Falve. It was to root out and consume the miracle and obelisk magic that Alcia was securing.

    This time, it was only allowed to have a limited effect, but it could be activated. Position is known, close range. And just gather certain people on this occasion.

    Particles of light colour and explode between the thrones.

    At its center, four figures.

    "Wow, what''s this all about?

    "Yut, huh? And Val."

    In other words, they assembled their companions who were fighting the evil god Daxtum.

    The two of us can''t defeat Beatrice, although we dispersed our forces and got to the same time. Having so decided, Yut called his companion, knowing that he was selfish.

    Exile, who would have fought on the front lines, almost melted away enough to want to turn away. I still saw Beatrice as a new enemy and waved down Spike Flail, even though I wouldn''t have figured things out. As soon as you enter the Magic Conversion Realm, momentum diminishes and the Rock Giant (Jarloot) does not change his expression.

    The giant score, like the anchor that almost pierced Valtrude, collided with the great hammer held by his wicked beloved wife, playing a clear tone on the battlefield.

    "Yut''s back was bedridden..."

    Jonah finds her eye-catching little Verga, and she raises her pitiful voice. Sure, it was covered in my back, but I''m not going to go to bed or get laid or anything like that.

    (My back, it''s mine...)

    It''s nobody''s - and thoughts come to mind that have no benefit, and they rush off. I can''t see it from Yut, but little Verga was laughing a lot.

    "Larsia, Arsia. Suddenly, I''m sorry."

    "I know! Sniper''s Feast (Spipers Rave)

    After the explanation is over, five arrows are released simultaneously to Beatrice, who lost his balance due to a blow by Spike Flail. It pierces the eyebrows, eyes, throat and heart without passing aim, but at that moment it all fell out. Even inside the Magic Conversion Realm does not seem to be compromised to the immortality of God.

    "Shit, that''s bad."

    "Disintegrator"

    If you have psychic powers, the Magic Conversion Realm is irrelevant. Green rays are emitted from Yona''s fingertips in an attempt to unilaterally bring about destruction.

    It also pierces the flesh of Beatrice, but, after all, it was either resisted by its immortality.

    "This one, too, is not good..."

    From beyond the discouraging Jonah, Alcia briefly informs us of their war situation.

    "Yut, I''m sorry, but Daxtum hasn''t..."

    "Okay. Thanks. Sorry."

    "No need for the end."

    A thank you for that and an apology for suddenly calling or letting you jump into danger. While accepting it, Arcia has slight doubts.

    Yut didn''t care at all that there was no settlement with Daxtum.

    Of course, if you can defeat the evil gods, the best.

    Even if we haven''t been able to defeat them, they''ve all joined us. You just have to do something about your wicked beloved wife, and then we''ll all hit Daxtum again.

    Worst of all, that evil god may appear between the thrones after him, but he should still not be at a disadvantage.

    But things go beyond Yut''s expectations.

    "I see. It''s not a spell, it''s not a secret. Sounds like the same thing for a spiral of despair to breathe."

    A light of doom was shed upwards.

    Lightly, the Magic Conversion Realm is scattered. In addition, it wipes out some of the Ebony Circle and the pink black cocoon balls, and now there''s a doomsday hole in the sky. As if I''d just filled it up there, cut it out there.

    The attack was taking place when defenses were abandoned to ensure the time was right for the light of doom to shine. I was delayed in coming to that fact due to the sight of my heart and gall chills.

    "Yut! What reason is that?!?"

    "I''m not making you extinguish materially. It erases the very notion of what''s been exposed to light."

    "Is that true?

    I don''t know.

    Answer Larsia''s question with your thoughts. I can''t say enough about that to be a total lie - now, that''s not the case - than "Intuition (Third Eye)" is on.

    You can''t let him shoot you again.

    With that determination everyone moved on to the offense.

    But Beatrice doesn''t move.

    Here we may perish, but if we bring it in for consultation, our beloved daughter of the throne will remain. That''s never, ever a loss-lose deal.

    "The bastards. Put me down."

    On three occasions, at that moment when the light of doom was about to be shed from the Great Hammer, the evil god Daxtum appeared in the Moment (Teleport). Alternatively, if the Magic Conversion Realm had remained, the metastasis might have failed.

    But that''s a repetition that turned away from reality.

    Daxtum and Yut line up ahead of the light of doom.

    Both evil gods and wicked beloved wives are the statues created by the captive Verga. I can never overshadow it when I say it''s infinitely close.

    While understanding it, the scratchy Beatrice was attacked by further despair.

    Put your beloved husband in your own hands.

    More horrible than anything else than being cut off.

    "Something to make you do the same!

    Love knife given by the Hellenonian God. God''s sword defeated Ig Nus-Zad over Il Canjual.

    Without hesitation, Valtrude threw the Goddess Sword. As it rotates, it strikes directly at the patterned head of the Great Hammer, where the light of doom was still about to be emitted, distracting the orbit diagonally upwards.

    At the same time, the light of doom is emitted.

    But there were no victims this time either. The victim (...) is.

    To Yut, all of that looked like slow motion. Even if it wasn''t him, he would have noticed, except for Verga, the throne who sleeps unconsciously.

    A demon sword caught in the light of doom vanishes so that the paper falling into the water melts and disappears.

    Love knife given by the Hellenonian God. God''s sword defeated Ig Nus-Zad over Il Canjual.

    That''s what was lost forever.

    Everyone forgets that this is the battlefield, that it is now in battle.

    "Let''s end this"

    A glossy voice echoed on the battlefield of silence.

    That doesn''t mean defeating the Valtrudes -

    "... you have no choice"

    The beautiful boy also accepts his wife''s suggestion with disapproval.

    Bad gods and wicked loving wives took their hands. In Beatrice''s hands, there are no giant fists anymore.

    Intertwine your fingers and fingers, cross your gaze, and touch your lips.

    Two people who cheer for love, loosen up from under their feet. As if it were a doll made of yarn. And even that yarn dust and disappears.

    Extinction is for a moment. Love is forever.

    The two-pillared God chose to perish himself by acknowledging his defeat.

    It was at the same time - coincidentally, I guess - that I realized that fact and that Verga of the Throne opened his eyes.

 266 Epilogue, for the future smile.

    Valtrude lost the Divine Subjugator, the sword of the devil, and the beloved wife of the evil god and evil disappeared according to her own possession.

    Everyone loses their words to a curtain pull they never imagined.

    One exception, only parties.

    "Yut, what are you going to do with that?

    Verga, whose eyes are open but do not move from the throne and do not utter a word. Referring to it, ask the Archmage (Arch Mage) about the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "Oh...... No, thanks. Excuse me. I mean, are you okay?

    Valtrude answers without consignment to Yut, who has managed to reply.

    "I''m fine. We also have spare weapons."

    She''s right, preparing subwebpons is common sense if you''re an adventurer. I recently pulled out Adamantine''s long sword (long sword), which I only used to cut out rocks, and I am prepared for it.

    "That''s not what I meant..."

    "Yut, I''ll take care of Val"

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    The Devil''s Sword is not just a weapon. For Valtrude, a symbol of faith. It''s part of the feat she''s been remitting. I lost that, so even if it looks like it always does on the surface, I can''t just take it as it is.

    More importantly, the sacrifice saved me. Whatever you do, you can''t reward it.

    "Yut. If you were in the opposite position, what would you say?

    "... Regards"

    I was still cruising, scolded with a slightly tough voice.

    Conversely, what would you think if Yut sacrificed something important and saved Val''s people''s lives?

    It is decided.

    You would answer that you just did the obvious.

    Yut moves out.

    Put your hands on the head of the person you love most and stroke your hair proud of its superb feel.

    "Thanks. Thank God."

    "Uhm. I''ll take care of the rest, Yut"

    The lovers intertwined their gaze only for a moment, and then broke up.

    I can''t tell you anything from a concubine.

    You should be glad that the enemy''s weapon disappeared - herself, a weapon that has been scratched many times - and did. But it is an indisputable fact that the souls of my parents were saved, albeit the phantom.

    Tell Valtrude that, and he''ll say it''s to save Yut.

    So I won''t say anything. Is that the ¡°conscience¡± of the evil demigod? The little Verga chose silence and followed Yut''s back to himself.

    "Ugh."

    Seeing that, Jonah raised her grudge of dissatisfaction, but the protest remained there.

    (On the other hand, you''re scared of the rest)

    With that in mind, Yut is relative to Verga on the throne.

    The double helix, pitch-black, wrapping her body, was even thicker. If this expanded further and reached its limits, a spiral of despair (reliouria) would appear.

    Yut reaches out to the evil demigod and touches his cheek.

    Act as if you know it''s the right thing to do.

    Next, touch her eyelids and let her close her eyes.

    The moment Yut took his hand off Verga, the world was engulfed in pitch black.

    A pitch-black space that stretches everywhere.

    All directions. Endless spread wherever you go.

    At its center - if there is one - Yut was alone with Verga, who sleeps on the throne.

    "Snort, the realm of despair or something."

    No, we weren''t alone.

    Another little Verga whispers in her ear as she rides Yut''s shoulder.

    It seems the concubine has moved from a spiral of despair to a space of contact.

    "I mean, if we do something about that Verga, will the spiral of despair return us to the original world?"

    The spiral of despair in eternal sleep, due to the gods of good and evil. ¡°Doors¡± like Obelisk are needed when they appear on the ground.

    This time, the red-haired empress assumed the role.

    Conversely, I mean, you just have to get rid of Verga with a "door¡±.

    To make that happen, a small Verga set up the calculations. By following the procedure of defeating Daxtum and Beatrice, we set the law (the rule) of freeing her from the ¡°door".

    And Yut is here.

    All you have to do is wipe out Verga.

    The point is, kill him.

    "I don''t mind if I do - and this concubine will think"

    "What do you think of the evil demigod''s" conscience ¡±?

    "I don''t mind if my son-in-law chooses it voluntarily."

    "Too much paper"

    In an instant, it erases the bitterness and focuses the consciousness on Verga.

    Unexpectedly, memories with her came along like a running lantern.

    To put it succinctly - it''s a history that kept getting annoyed. But unexpectedly, even myself, it didn''t seem like everything was a bad memory.

    Still, memories in the spiritual world may be affecting it.

    "It''s possible that the Redemption made me weirdly positive."

    Either way, I''ve lost my temper to physically do something about her.

    Again, reach for Verga''s face. I have no other intention. Because the others are covered with double spirals.

    "Not for long...... but you''ve been an intense relationship"

    Yut opened his mouth.

    "I left Verga flirting with me, but when I finished, well, it wasn''t fun at all. I''m sorry twice."

    What to say. What should I say?

    My head is blank.

    Yet words overflowed from next to next.

    "I''ll spend the rest of my life loving Val Zhuyin and Arcia."

    Just a little, I care about the little Verga over my shoulder.

    But I can''t help what I said. I''m not even willing to undo it.

    "So, Verga. You can''t accept that love. I can''t accept it."

    Clear rejection.

    Nevertheless, he said, "Then should we be able to honestly receive it?" Verga. "No, I even run it.

    Yut leaks a slight bitter smile.

    Keep it up, dozens of seconds.

    I breathed, put my thoughts together, and opened my mouth again.

    "But I think it''s a shame we broke up like this"

    Maybe I was hoping.

    Decades later, to be reunited with her resurrected. And to speak of this annoying and beautiful demigod of evil with Valtrude and Acorn and Arcia and Jonah and Exile and Larcia as memories.

    Of course, if you''re going to let me out a little, I''ll intercept you with all my might.

    But that won''t happen.

    I don''t think she can be resurrected like any other god, trapped in a spiral of despair.

    "Well, this wouldn''t be cheating"

    A little Verga, who finished hearing Yut''s confession, stretched his back at his best.

    A lip as small as that fairy touches that of Yut.

    "Nobody''s watching."

    "I can hear my conscience."

    Not growing at all. Both.

    He is attacked by disgust as he muddles his lips with the hem of his robe.

    Leaving him like that, little Verga approached herself and lay her lips on top of herself.

    That''s the last trigger. Hearing Yut''s confession, knowing his sincerity, pulls Verga out of despair, where he has only been a little satisfied.

    A pitch-black double helix that covered Verga twisted heavily.

    Beyond that, a twisted giant. Synthetic organisms mixed with a number of marine organisms. A collection of featherworms wrapped around a tuna. An illusion of a mass of energy without an entity floats.

    But that''s all.

    So, over.

    The world gradually regains its color. Black breaks down and changes to 10,000 colors.

    "It''s goodbye."

    "Well, how about that"

    She was still a believer, but it only sounded strong as the two gradually mingled and collapsed.

    "The concubine tells the people!

    In that case, the Redhead Empress uses the last of her secrets (Sacramento).

    Surprisingly, that''s a word for the Empire.

    "The concubine will soon be gone. Therefore, I will determine my successor."

    By means of a secret, it speaks directly to the hearts of all subjects.

    "For the successor of the concubine, be the strongest! Much contest, champion, live a world of war but good!

    To its content, Yut was stunned.

    Not much to say. Speaking of which, that''s the only way to describe it.

    "To chaos in the world, to affirm desire, and to repel evil. then the concubine will eventually descend and bless the winner"

    Remember, the great evil demigod.

    The concubine belongs to the empress until a drop of blood.

    Therefore fill the world with wickedness so that its resurrection may be quicker even for a moment.

    "Come on, son-in-law. Do concubines wait for the hour in heaven?"

    "... Already, do as you please"

    "Sometimes, you don''t mind coming to see me from my son-in-law, do you?

    "Shut up, just go"

    Making it more sinister than necessary, Yut turned sideways.

    (What''s wrong, it''s a shame we broke up like this. I don''t think he''ll be resurrected like any other god. Isn''t he willing to come back to life?

    The wind blew.

    Cold night breeze.

    But it was also a clean breeze that scattered the starch.

    The realm of despair disappeared.

    Returning to the Brewers, Yuut remained silent without moving from the spot.

    The black cocoon doesn''t exist anymore.

    At sea under my eyes, I can see the Tubasa. Guys, I think we got out.

    The world crisis has left.

    Verga''s gone, too.

    How much would I have done that?

    Yut returns to me in a cold Shizuku that wets his cheeks.

    It was raining. Except for the empty holes of nothingness in heaven.

    (Under that, shall we even stay in the rain?)

    I kicked the thought myself.

    There are other places to go. No, should I say there''s nothing else?

    Yes. Next to her is where we should go home.

    When I leave, I want to be on Valtrude''s side. I want you to stay. And get ready for the wedding.

    "What exactly do you prepare from, that''s where you start. We have to do something about Val''s weapon."

    A pile of problems. I can feel my lack of planning. But I can''t withdraw more than I said. I''m not even willing to.

    To grasp the infinite future, Yut slowly went down to where his beloved waited.

 267 Prologue

    About two weeks have passed since Empress Verga ascended to heaven and the world crisis was averted.

    The ex-post handling of a major incident, also known as the Folio-Farina incident, was surprisingly light - in about a week - compared to its scale.

    This is the result of a coincidence and inevitability, such as the fact that very little damage was done to the city of Folio-Farina itself, that the incident itself converged in about two days, and that the Empress''s will plunged the Verga Empire into chaos.

    But the end is just the next beginning.

    After the ex-post processing cleared up, Yut was facing new anomalies.

    "Something''s wrong with Val"

    With the exception of her, who is a party, there were friends in Yut''s office. No, it was collected. Needless to say, he collected it.

    Acorn and Arcia on the sofa in the reception space. Plus Larsia and Ritna sit side by side one at a time, and Exile sits down somewhat on the floor.

    Only Jonah was on Yut''s lap at the desk. She hasn''t tried to give up her back since the darkness with the little Verga, but if it''s physically difficult, she can do it before.

    "So it''s Val these days, what do you think?

    "How, well, depending on the way you look at it, isn''t Yut right?

    It''s not by any means a throw.

    Still, Larsia replied without even trying to hide the sentiment that she was awake. This ingredient of "ahua" was more or less common to non-Yut members.

    "Right? Right."

    Without realizing such subtle air, Yut nodded to get my will. I''m just saying that''s Larsia.

    "Val is crazy - I admit things are different now..."

    "Is that a bad thing?

    Arcia and Acorn. Two of Yut''s fianc¨¦es tell him to say goodbye to him, who just seems to be on the run. In fact, it''s not like I see it as a problem. That''s the common view between the two of us.

    ''Cause you''re crazy.

    In contrast to such fianc¨¦es, the house slaughter of the Marquis Istas is serious. Albino girl stroking her gray hair as she twirls her body and urges her, but seriously.

    "Val''s studying voluntarily."

    And the Great Mage (Arch Mage) uttered the Word of Doom.

    The office is surrounded by silence. It''s like someone''s funeral.

    Only Ritna, who for some reason is naturally in it, couldn''t hide her smile...... Still, I just kept quiet, and it seemed like I was going to read the air.

    In response to that Yut remark, his gaze moves busily. Even so, Exile remains meditative, and Jonah is just on her knees like a plaything animal. Alcia and others, whose gaze is blocked by crimson eyelids.

    The meadow race (Magner) opened its mouth as a result of a terribly high level but low-dimensional communication between Larsia and Acorn pushing the blame without speaking up.

    "Honestly, at a time like this, I don''t know how I responded..."

    What I dislike is that it manifests itself in bitter expressions and voices.

    "Isn''t that natural as a lord?

    "I wonder if such common sense leads to Val."

    "Say it? Yut, is that what you''re gonna say?

    Remember the war through that one to Yut, who does not hesitate to speak of what anyone thought. Funny thing is, the same goes for Yut. No, maybe being alive is an error in itself. The creatures are all abnormal.

    "No, no, no, no. Because it''s not."

    That''s what Larsia shakes her head in a panic, almost imprisoned by unusual thoughts. No, I can''t do this anymore.

    "I''ll tell you. Besides, I haven''t worn any armor lately, and my sword archery is minimal..."

    "Brave man, you''re stalking me."

    "Ha!"

    My body and mind were hardened by the childhood friend''s unhesitant words. It''s been a problem since I was pointed out, but I do know that I may have been strange before.

    Alcia secretly relieves herself that the emotion came from an emotion-sensitive ring and was still a point where she could turn back.

    "Sorry. Back to sanity"

    "Well, you''re not back, are you?

    Aside from Acorn''s point of view, there''s still something strange about it.

    "Mostly, that''s it. I was talking about a dream."

    "Ah."

    I noticed what I was trying to say and raised my voice when Acorn said, "If they told me so, they did," he said. She wasn''t there herself, but the upside is heard.

    It may be one-sided to break "Valtrude is strange" with it, but it was certain that it was unexpected.

    When I woke up, I was in the meadow.

    An uninterrupted meadow beyond the horizon. Wrapped in dark greenery, warm and soft sunlight plunges in from overhead. A fresh breeze stroked my cheek.

    "Well, I''m not awake."

    This is the third time. I can''t say I''m used to it, but I can afford it.

    "But isn''t it the Zeras God who called me in? This..."

    "Yut!"

    Yut looked back unexpectedly to the voice he did not expect to hear here. There he was, Valtrude with a surprised look on his face. While he is a white robe in his usual uniform, he is rarely dressed in a magical silver (miserable) armor but in a costume like he would wear during a sacrifice.

    That makes me fresh, but slightly uncomfortable.

    But I couldn''t pursue it in depth.

    "Yut, Val too..."

    To Alcia, Larcia. Exile and Jonah also show up one after another. Face to face with unexpected things, but closer to confusion than surprise.

    "Yut, this is me, isn''t it?"

    "I guess that''s it"

    Not who, but Larsia and Yuut lurk their voices and exchange words.

    This time, he left the forces of the spiral of despair and saved the world. From previous examples, it is not strange to be given a special reward.

    The question is that they are gathered, even though everyone has met with the gods before.

    "I thought Jonah would accompany the guardian because she would take an unparalleled attitude toward Regra God?

    "Old man, stop it because it hurts my stomach"

    Somewhat realistic allegations make Yut hold his stomach while he finds out he''s in a dream.

    "Not bad."

    Yes, claiming in a flat tone that he didn''t really think was bad, the Albino girl jumped on the back of the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    At that time, the sun abruptly sets.

    When Yut looked up aggressively, the cause was quickly found out. A giant golden dragon is descending towards us.

    Take Alcia''s hand and get off the spot. It''s a really savory sight while carrying Yona, but not if you care about it.

    Low, heavy sounds and tremors. And the golden dragon lands with the wind. His height alone is likely to be 10 meters.

    From that gazing height, one woman jumped.

    "It was daunting"

    A god of war who shows his landing as graceful as the winged ones and stares at the Yuts. ¡°Eternal victory¡± Helenonia uttered words of comfort to the Yuts who saved the world.

    "It''s a waste of time."

    Valtrude kneels down on God as a Cathedral Knight (Paladin). Before his beautiful subordination, Yut also tried to follow him - but he realised his condition and gave up.

    I didn''t want to let go of Arcia''s hand, and Jonah wouldn''t come down on me.

    "This one was busy, so I was the only one who was going to be relative. I''m offering you a reward, and this time only one."

    They were all gathered together because they were no longer one person at a time. That''s good. I also get the Tubasa, and the excessive protection of Exile''s son to Baydis.

    The problem is, the first half.

    "Busy, maybe..."

    "Mm-hmm. My niece - it''s about Verga"

    Yut''s face is colored with a bitter smile.

    Redhead empress, evil demigod. She developed various schemes to get yut, captive in the spiral of despair, and ascended.

    You should be leaving the earth and trying to regain power in the heavens where the gods live...

    "I tried to educate you while you were weak, and I had a conflict with Daxtum at the pickup point."

    All of a sudden, apparently, a total war between good and evil broke out.

    "That''s Verga..."

    So crushing Yut''s voice sounded like a renunciation and nostalgia.

    "But that one had a funny mix"

    "Mixed? Verga said¡° conscience "..."

    "Hmm. The concentrated part of evil perishes with the spiral of despair, and the remaining soul awaits the restoration of its ascending power to heaven, but if it has been purified with us for fifty or hundred years, then perhaps we should let it meet."

    "... please be sure to educate me"

    Goddess of War confirms with a mild bitter smile and gets to the point.

    "I reward you for this great deed. Say what you want."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    To the kneeling Valtrude, gaze concentrates.

    If the wish is one thing, then it is natural to beg for the replacement of her sword that she has lost. I don''t even have to think about it.

    "I would like to consider what we need in our territory and ask you again"

    "Hmm..."

    Interestingly enough, the Hellenonian God looks down on her servant. The golden dragon behind him also expressed surprise by moving his neck left and right.

    "Fine. You''ll be celebrating soon. Then make sure you decide by then."

    So, my meeting with God is over.

    "Yabe. Doesn''t that mean you''re coming to the wedding..."

    It was at the moment of awakening that Yut realized the fact.

    "After all, I guess I''m shocked I lost the Devine Subjugator."

    That is what Yut insists, recalling his encounter with the Hellenonian God.

    It''s like sacrificing a love sword to save Yut. I know you''re trying not to care, but maybe the burden is clouding his eyes.

    "It''s an important gift from the Hellenonian God. You can''t say please again because you broke it."

    "The giant can''t see underfoot either..."

    Exiles I''ve been meditating on crumble. But he didn''t say anything more, so Yut just tilts his neck.

    "It''s about Val, and maybe he just hated using one wish for himself, right?

    "If it''s just that place, I can make that interpretation, but if I ask you for a sword later, you''re rejected."

    At this point, Yut''s suspicion sensors were completely shaken off.

    From the surroundings, in a bad way.

    "Brave man, I''ll tell you one more time, Val''s not going crazy."

    "But you''re not like Val"

    "Brave man, calm down. What are you gonna do without calm?"

    Acorn says, making sure he gets a headache. I have no choice. This would be the longest relationship, childhood friendly role.

    "It''s human, there''s a change of heart. But the truth is, I don''t know from the outside."

    "... I mean, am I interpreting it wrong?

    "Find out for yourself what''s right"

    A dialogue that can be described as a throw, but there are circumstances. Perhaps - rather than making sure - Yut is not convinced that someone else tells him the right answer. Think back.

    "Yut. Mr. Acorn is right. Humans change."

    "I don''t care if you say it changes..."

    I think but I can''t think of anything as I stroke Jonah on my lap. Only a sense of impatience recruits.

    In front of a major event in my life called marriage, maybe Yut couldn''t stay the same as usual either.

 268 1. Weddings arent easy either (Previous)

    There is a world called Nara.

    Covered in a land as cold as steel, the wind blows briskly, including temper. The numerous flora and fauna that exist as well as the Brewers, however, are not identical as one.

    Home of the devils themselves.

    The land of Shura, crowded with demons (Demon Road).

    A catastrophic castle was built in the "Unlimited Field" that existed in the corner of Nara.

    A building that can only be described as huge, looking up. The walls, which even the Giant cannot overcome, boast a thickness commensurate with their height and will not allow the intrusion of external enemies.

    The castle itself is sharply angled but has a complete symmetry, making it feel more biased than beautiful.

    Inside it, the demons and soul-imprisoned humans are waging wars endlessly, and bravery, victory and bitterness are carried far into the black wind.

    A red castle brighter than a fire dragon (Red Dragon), allegedly torturing a saint for centuries and dyed with the blood he shed.

    The Lord of the Castle Fortress, known as the Red Tears of the Saints, the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle. She was gazing at the chessboard in front of her as she heard the strange sounds of a battlefield where steel and life collided in a living room decorated with all manner of weapons on one side of the wall.

    A pillar of the devils, she did not, however, seem to snap a play on the board.

    The facial fabrication itself is beautiful. Meanwhile, the hands and feet are elongated and not very well balanced. The deep red hair had long collar legs and a wild taste like wolf tenderness.

    If it''s just appearance, even if it can''t be regarded as intelligent - depending on your taste - it can be described as fascinating.

    But a vicious grin that didn''t even try to hide the beastiality of the profusion was ruining everything.

    Keeping his eyes in violent light fixed on the board, Jinni O. Igle, the Unslain Swordsman, picks a pawn representing the role of soldier and makes it adjacent to the pawn of the enemy''s guerrilla role.

    If anyone would have overlooked the war waged with the red tears of the saints and the chessboard at the same time, they would have noticed. That pawn movements and wars are linked.

    As it is, time flies.

    Unexpectedly, the pawn of the role of soldier of the Unslain Sword Demon vanished. At the same time, the pawn on the other side moves. Beyond Ginny O. Igle, despite the fact that no one exists.

    It''s as if it''s relative to a transparent finger.

    I also flatly accept that odd situation is the usual thing.

    More importantly, the interest of the Unslain Swordsman Ginny O. Igle was neither on the board, nor in the war waged by his subordination, which increased.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) Valtrude Istas, who left the evil demigod Verga. The best, no, swordsman to ever set foot on the floor of God as a person.

    "That''s great. That''s great."

    The rumor also resonates with this Naruto. Regardless, the name of Yut Amaxa is at the same time. Among the demons, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) attracts more interest... The Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle is a heretical demon.

    "The Holy Virgin of Helenonia is particularly good"

    Sooner or later, we''ll have to meet.

    But not yet. In her loss of the Demon Sword Divine Subjugator, her charm is halved.

    Because it is only then that the Holy Virgin of Helenonia acquires a new power that the Unslain Swordsman Ginny O. Igle also acquires a new toy.

    "The ministers and the inhabitants have been waiting for you at this time with thoughts of a thousand autumns. My heartfelt congratulations."

    "Oh, thank you"

    The clerk''s office in Yut, where the fellows left.

    They came in to be replaced by Claude Laker, the head clerk of the Marquis of Istas, and Dal-Lukash, the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon).

    If Yut were to be the brain of the Marquis Istas, Claude would be the cerebellum that conducts the movement. No matter how novel a policy you come up with, it will not be possible without this clerk''s free movement of a civilian who is actually a limb.

    Its absolutely indispensable delicacies were tearing the eyes out. I''ve always thought it was emotional, but I just didn''t expect this to happen with marriage reporting alone.

    I don''t know what to do with my grandfather''s reaction.

    "Dal-Lukash thinks it''s perfectly fine to leave it unattended. Striking your heart hard is the privilege of an intelligent organism"

    "An intelligent creature doesn''t ignore a sobbing compatriot in front of you."

    "That''s a valuable finding. Dal-Lukash thanks."

    "You''re welcome."

    The girl, the terminal of the Dimensional Dragon, said she was pale without moving her rainbow hair or her eyes that reflected no light, as if her energy had solidified.

    The Fox-type Dade eyeglasses on discipline are delicious.

    "Ha, excuse me"

    While doing so, Claude revives himself. Because I knew this, maybe Dal-Lukash told me to leave it alone.

    It was only with their power that territorial management was carried out without delay during the absence of the Yuts. It was no surprise that there was some bond between Dimensional Dragon, who serves as secretary, and the lead secretary.

    "So, is the Lord the only person you''re dealing with this time?

    "... Huh?

    "Dear Alcia and Acorn, let''s do it."

    Claude tells me to get started, and I notice the problem.

    When it comes to weddings, there are usually one bride and groom at a time. It is far from imagination and common sense that the bride is multiple at the same time.

    But neither Acorn nor Arcia have changed their position as fianc¨¦es.

    "If we don''t do it together, is it bad?

    "Not necessarily that..."

    "... the public eye"

    Realizing what Claude was trying to say, Yut looks up to heaven.

    Neither of us have any differences about Yut and Valtrude''s ceremony first. On the contrary, he takes it for granted, and he blesses me.

    But.

    What would it be like to see two people lined up for their fianc¨¦e''s wedding?

    If it''s just questionable, it''s still good. But I can''t forgive myself if my loved ones are insulted. Valtrude would feel the same way.

    "I had no idea..."

    Even if we can save the world and develop our territory, we don''t even care about reputation. Low social skills made me feel like I had teeth.

    Most importantly, it was a non-negotiation that seemed secretive from other sources, so there was no need to bother your head with extra smugness such as marriage.

    "No, you won''t be taken that seriously."

    Tattingly self-conscious, Claude speaks to such a lord.

    If you are a royal nobleman, it is natural to marry more than one wife. In that case, I really get the thing called rank.

    "At the same time as we announce your marriage to the Lords, we just have to formally announce the ceremony with you two."

    "I see. Should we formalize the position of Alcia Xu and Zhu Yin..."

    The relationship that had become a fact between us also appeared vague from the outside. My relationship with the two of them, which I''m not hiding, but I haven''t even made public, is just a promise, if you ask me.

    It''s possible they thought it was just a mistress relationship.

    "But that''s what you care about us?

    "I can''t help but think of it that way because the constellation is far up, but we are constantly watched from the surroundings."

    For some reason he looks up proudly at Claude, and Yut thinks as he slaps the clerk with his finger belly.

    (Don''t pay attention......)

    Rather, it''s like touching a swelling. Hopefully, you don''t want to be involved.

    With that analysis, I will recall what I have done so far.

    The destruction of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) was an adventurer''s day. You won''t have to count.

    When that happens, since I started running the territory.

    The first thing that came to mind as an element of interest was the defeat of the Baldur Borderline Uncle in a one-on-one hundred duels.

    But I just shook off the firepowder that would take me down. It''s just self-defense. Somewhat, it included personal grievances, but no one else could possibly tell.

    Perhaps you mean Bold Iron? Indeed, exports are doing well and have become earners in the territory.

    But I don''t think that''s all it takes to get noticed.

    Hardenturm''s salt making business is not so noticeable, nor is the ginga''s rice and soy sauce making yet to come.

    Acorn and Regina''s fashion revolution will still be there as well.

    "If you have time to spend a little while on the margins, shouldn''t you strive to stretch your strengths?

    "The Lord of Dal-Lukash should look more at his own deeds"

    "It''s your own doing... Could it include an act of combat? But the Nothingness Book Association and Insect Man (Insectian) have been wiped out before the influence came out. Verga is also recent..."

    "The Empress has officially asked me to marry her."

    "Right. In the first place, Prince Alsace... not. I also got a lot involved in King Alsace''s wedding. Zhuyin''s dishes also stand out."

    I see. I now realize that every single one of them, even small, becomes an anomaly when stacked.

    (The prominent part shouldn''t have spread, and I thought the part on the table right now was trivial...)

    Most of all, if anyone could peek into his thoughts, he would have moaned that he was still unconscious.

    "Thanks for the advice. I''ll talk to you both, but I''ll also mention that area in my wedding invitation."

    Claude bows her head silently and accepts her husband''s conclusion.

    "Will Alcia and Akane also be ceremonied individually? Or will the two of you be doing it together?"

    "... I''ll talk to you about it, too"

    Sure, I can''t decide on my own, but the truth is, I''m not going to have two weddings at the same time.

    Arusia has the Temple of Truss-Sink, and Acorn was thinking about ceremonies on Earth because of his parents.

    Of course, it''s only an idea closer to delusion than a dream.

    "I understand. The rush is to marry the lord. You must also select an invitee and request an attendee."

    A sitter would mean a buddy.

    The faces and names of Vainamarinen and other candidates come to mind for King Alsace and his wife.

    "... I don''t know a lot of adults"

    "But if you''re bad, you can take it in the first place."

    "Mr. Claude..."

    "I don''t think you can."

    "... right"

    In what world do you have a subordinate who works with your boss?

    "Well, I will check with King Alsace as I plan to go to King''s Capital soon"

    Instead of going to talk about marriage, of course, it''s a discussion about the situation in the north after Verga''s death. Though far from the Marquis of Istas territory, it is not other personnel.

    "But before that, Dal-Lukash. Prepare the dimensional gate. I''ll be ready in a few days."

    "I understand."

    Without exchanging any emotions, the terminal of the Dimensional Dragon nods.

    If it''s a marriage, there are the most important people who have to make a report. Separating the world didn''t change that.

 269 2. Weddings arent easy either (after)

    "Sempai, for a short time but thank you for your help...... can I say?

    "If they say so, I don''t have my standing."

    Away from the office room, Yuuto shrugs his shoulder as he steps into the room. To such a great sorcerer (Arch Mage) the sorcerer from Earth (Wizard) recommended the couch in the VIP room.

    King Alsace and Eudit, who were princes at the time, also used the VIP room during their visit to the fortress in Falve.

    A luxurious interior that also surpasses the suites of leading hotels. The whole room is surrounded by warm light even though the light source is invisible, and the room temperature is always kept comfortable whether the magical effect is working.

    The scheduling has been terribly high quality since the castle was fortified. Complaining would be about Lilya, a priori goddess of beauty and art who tried to remodel Falve''s fortress.

    "You can be angrier. I got here because of you, and it''s just a case, and I think it''s really bad."

    "Sure, a lot of things happened..."

    Two people sat on the corners and corners of two sofas, not the front. As far as distance is concerned, this is appropriate. In such circumstances, I will recall what has happened since my real name came to the Brewers.

    First, I metastasized and early, I met a local god.

    Too abnormal a situation. If someone else told me this, I''d like to talk to him personally to see if there''s been anything hard lately.

    Then the device for using the spell became self-conscious.

    If someone reported this to me, I would never recommend going to the hospital if it was out of my control.

    Furthermore, if I thought I had managed to recover after encountering something like a fantasy symbol called Dragon Bone in Folio-Farina, the largest city in the Brewers, the world was doomed with a passion.

    Even though it''s just a terminal role, I can''t believe I''ve become a party to such a big case.

    "I''m sorry. I''m sorry."

    "Once you file a lawsuit, it''s a level you can win for sure."

    "I can handle it in a talk."

    Did Yut also do it in retrospect, as did his true name? I look up to heaven without excuses.

    "Well, for that matter, I''ve gotten a lot of material, so it would be like the indications are already in place. Honestly, I''d like to go back a little bit."

    "If you don''t need it - or if you don''t want to take it home, you can leave it in this room."

    Apparently, he''s going to treat this lavish VIP room as a real name room. From there, first, she just wanted to raise an objection.

    Spacious and glittering, restless.

    "If you ever come next, I''d like a more qualitative room"

    "I''m sorry, but I don''t know about any other rooms."

    "Please"

    "... Yes"

    It''s unusual for Yut to push down. But he didn''t seem to have pioneered it like he was dealing with Vainamarinen, and he also looked like he was enjoying it somewhere.

    "Your husband (master). The professor (professor) does not entirely own the rapidly rising status or responsibility. While I am aware that I am in good shape, I prefer people who can say no to themselves. At first glance, it''s distorted, but it''s what a normal mind does."

    "Long. Put it together"

    "Professor is not a mazohist"

    "... ok"

    "Why, it seems a little shameful"

    A true name with a vague grin, not to mention anything, against Yut, who says it like a shudder. This degree of return of interest would be permissible. Anyway, something you can''t leave behind is the biggest piece of theater.

    "The biggest problem is this girl..."

    The tablet I put on the low table - I play the makina with my fingers and sigh when it''s depressing.

    Brewers'' knowledge The spell document awakened by God and the Goddess of Death and Magic is also over-technology on Earth. If they knew it existed, they wouldn''t know what they would do from the Jincheng Conference (Danishmend).

    She had grown up in the organization since childhood, but she had no hesitation in covering up on this point.

    "Earth, birthplace. Looking forward to it. First, you have to create an icon as an interface for the conversation."

    Nonetheless, there is no sense of crisis in Makina.

    "Make sure you''re a beautiful girl type. Animals don''t talk."

    "If that''s all, you need to be a beautiful girl..."

    "Pretty girl type, please"

    "Because."

    Ahead, Yut threw a round saying it wasn''t my specialty.

    At worst, maybe he thinks he should just run off to the Brewers.

    "You can''t abandon her."

    The ability to remember a new spell by simply capturing a scroll is only irregular from a normal magician. But that''s secondary to my real name.

    Whether it''s a digital gadget itself, it''s emotional, self-conscious, and conversational.

    Such a presence calls itself "your husband". I have to protect you.

    Yut stared silently at his true name, so determined.

    It was not until two days later that the Dimensional Gate (Gate) linking the Brewers to the Earth was opened.

    Underground in the castle fortress of Falve. The space where Obelisk stood is now home to Dal-Lukash, a Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon), where cherry blossoms bloom all the time.

    Two girls were exchanging goodbye greetings on the side of a blunt mirror that would become a dimensional gate.

    "I''ll see you again, Mr. Mana"

    "... right"

    "What''s between now and what''s between now!

    A true name who was trying to consolidate herself into a high school uniform without a minute''s gap and on her way back. Petra spares her goodbye by hugging her like that.

    However, in an awesome manner, he protests by rocking an ash blonde with a sidetail.

    My goodbye to Petra is pathetic.

    That''s for sure, but the very cause of her being here is, first and foremost, the seed of melancholy.

    Yes. Petra didn''t come to Falve just to drop off her real name. In the course of the aftermath of the Folio-Farina incident, it was not possible to leave her as she had become an associate, albeit terminal.

    Even if they don''t want to be targeted for their lives, they may use powerful means to obtain more information than is officially announced.

    Therefore, he was to be sent to Falve as lecturer at the attached Elementary School of Education of the Vainamarinen School of Magic.

    With the strong push of her mother.

    That, in itself, is certainly a worrying development, but we have to feel other intentions.

    Evil intentions such as, for example, reducing the distance between Petra and Yut. What are you trying to do to a married person? Besides, that''s seniors and friends. I''d rather not worry about it.

    "Okay? You don''t have to work without me, do you? Your job is to be a school teacher, right?

    "Why are you pushing me like that..."

    Yut, who was watching such a smiling interaction, calls out as he approaches the two of them.

    "You don''t forget anything, do you?

    "There isn''t. There are things that I would like to forget."

    My real name sighs as I gaze at the luggage that swelled up a few times when I came.

    A report summarizing the situation in the Marquis territory of Istas and Folio-Farina, as well as various samples. And materials such as dictionaries, historical books, and dictionaries.

    That was enough, and they even brought rolls (scrolls) and magic pills (potions) to apologize.

    "Go ahead, grab an infinite bag of storage? Then you can take a magic weapon or something."

    "I will never go. Are you an aunt of relatives to add more luggage on your way home"

    Yut shrugged his shoulder at the unexpected words that jumped out of his real name.

    "So it''s time to go. Val."

    "Oh, I don''t mind anytime"

    The last person in Falve''s basement. Valtrude nods to Eagle Deep. The only person on this scene to drop off his real name is Petra, to be exact.

    The acorns had already broken up, and there were two of them to report to Yut''s parents.

    For this reason, Valtrude wears sacrificial clothing as a priest (Priest). A pure white robe that is also the symbolic colour of Hellenonia, the same as when the Wall of Virtue, a wall of evil phase exclusion, was used.

    The glossy thin silk costume is turning her beauty into something even more radiant, but Yut can''t honestly praise it. I know it''s an appropriate outfit given the circumstances, but I really think about their behavior these days and how they fit together.

    "What''s up?

    "No, it''s nothing. Dal-Lukash, please."

    The Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon), which stood still, moves the sharp limb slightly, responding to the Lord''s life. He brought his neck, opened his mouth wide, and shouted beyond the audible range.

    Blunt fountains gleam rainbow.

    After Petra dropped him off, Yut took the lead and stepped into that dimensional gate in turn.

    "So I''m getting married"

    Yut, who stepped down to his room, declared at the same time that his parents, who noticed the signs, were coming in. "Do it where I''m not," his real name complains with just his gaze, but silence. I can''t do this without momentum and thoughtfulness.

    "I can''t stay without a yurt. Please, forgive me for spending time with him"

    Go on, Valtrude bows his head too. I''m nervous and I''m not even aware of how bold I said it.

    "Well, well. Congratulations!"

    In front of those two, my mother Haruko flaunted her face like a flower blooming in the spring, waving one bright atmosphere. As opposed to a grumpy husband as the winter sea.

    "Brave man. Why do you always bring only conclusions first? Maybe I don''t like being opposed, but then I don''t agree with you either. Acceptance, will only give ex post facto consent"

    "Yes...... I''m sorry."

    I can''t say it''s the result of all the excitement. I can never tell you. Especially for a father with an initial value that looks like he''s been killing people.

    Besides, although I''m complaining, I''m not opposed to it.

    "So, even when you say marriage, what do you do with the ceremony? You gonna do it that way?

    "Yeah. Me and Val are aristocrats, so get big there"

    "Noble?"

    Kozo''s eyes glowed like the assassin who found the target.

    It''s too late, though I understand the fallout.

    "After I went that way, I was recited... I can''t even say no..."

    Speaking of which, he didn''t say, Yut observes the look on the face of his fearful father, Reliant. No, this is the one they''re looking at. I''m staring straight at my son, as if it''s worth it.

    The same with acorns, etc., is an atmosphere that can never be said.

    In the same space as such a parent and child, his real name even seemed uncomfortable, and his mother was flattering Valtrude''s sacrificial clothing.

    Tense indoors.

    It just doesn''t last long either.

    "Ha-ha-ha."

    From beyond the door I was leaving open, my Tengrass family dog Colo comes running over with fierce momentum. When he finds the family he meets for a long time, he runs around in an excited way, and at the end of the day, he looks himself in the stomach just telling him to stroke him.

    "Ah. All right, all right. Long time no see. I''m getting married next time."

    "Waw."

    You know what I mean or not - you don''t know for sure - but you''re fine and Colo responds. So, the tension in the room was also much easier.

    "Yu-chan''s getting married is early...... In two ways."

    "I don''t know about ''Yu-chan'' to my son who''s getting married already?

    "Oh. Come on, I want to see my grandson''s face."

    "With grandchildren, etc..."

    But that''s not all good either.

    Haruko, with a sunny smile, mentions something outrageous to go with almost the air.

    Grandchildren, or children.

    You give birth, you do.

    Unconsciously, Valtrude had his hands on his belly.

    Can it be done?

    No, all the world''s mothers do it. Then there''s no reason why you can''t.

    "And let''s just get out of my room. It''s narrow."

    "Right. Looks like you should listen to what''s going on over there."

    "No, no. We don''t have much time, and we''ll talk about the wedding first. There''s something I need you to do."

    Specifically, wedding rings.

    Engagement rings were magic pieces (magic items) tailored to each. So now I want to make it simple, something that uses this technology.

    Because that should be the most appropriate thing for both of us.

    Besides, when you get me to go to the wedding, I''m gonna have to get you off work for a month. I know that''s close to impossible, but there was a connection here that made the impossible possible.

    "Sorry, my real name. I need you to talk to me when we get home."

    "... you have no choice. Conne and power seem to be used."

    If you''re going to eat poison, I''ll take your real name.

    "In the meantime, I''ll go because I have supplies to bring in and reports."

    In time, he jumped out to escape from the Heavenly Grass family.

    "Time is always finite, but now it''s more precious than money. Get your thoughts together and be brief."

    "Yes, sir"

    I don''t think it''s a parent-child conversation I''ve seen for a long time, but I can''t even dispute my father''s claim correctly. Yut, who had already taken off his shoes, moved to the living room to be dragged.

    The colo that clings underfoot is adorable, but it doesn''t turn into forced taking.

    When such two and one disappeared, Haruko opened his mouth looking into the eyes of his righteous daughter from the front.

    "Mr. Valtrude, you''ve changed."

    "Is it?

    "Yeah, I kind of feel like I''m stomached."

    I praise you, keep waving your hand vertically.

    "But for that matter, Yu is floating. Do me a favor."

    "Absolutely."

    "I don''t even know about a family full of wives, but I''ll talk to them."

    "Thank you. The... mother-in-law"

    That''s what the beautiful girl of the world told me, and Haruko grinned like a full flower.

    (If I had a grandson, maybe we could live with Yu-chan too)

    This is the only child of my lovely righteous daughter and son. That must be an angel already.

    I followed each husband out of the room with such a resettlement plan.

 270 3. In Hometown (Previous)

    "So, can I assume that getting married is a ceremony and an equation?

    "Yeah. For once, it''s like a marriage certificate, because ceremonies are the main thing"

    In the Kingdom of Rotosilt, noble marriages are required to be notified. It is rare, but it was sometimes rejected if it significantly damaged the national interest. For example, the case of Yut marrying Verga - and so on - would be equivalent to this.

    Naturally, I don''t have to worry about that this time. Worry about the wedding itself.

    "I guess there''s no vendor, no ceremony? Is there an adult you can count on?

    "No, I think I''m going to be the main one getting ready. Of course, I''ll leave the details to people."

    "Right..."

    Ask Zao to put his arms together and sit deep in the dining chair. You also seem to be thinking about how to crush hostile groups, but of course, no. I''m worried about my son.

    Meanwhile, Valtrude and Haruko were in the Japanese-style room adjacent to the living room dining room. My mother-in-law takes my righteous daughter''s hand and observes.

    "Well, that''s a beautiful finger no matter how many times you look at it."

    "That''s not true. Because it''s the only hand I''ve ever had to hold my sword."

    "Including that. Besides, I guess not these days, huh?

    Apparently, he was trying to gauge the size of the ring.

    "That''s right. Let''s apply hand cream. I got a good one with a sample."

    "Um... I''ll take care of it."

    Such, listening to the voice of Shaggy Mother, I wait for the words to be uttered by the Father in front of me. The situation of the Heavenly Grass family is quite chaotic right now, even as I hold my dog, which I urge to stand by.

    "... inevitable"

    There''s no way I can tell a noble wedding or anything like that, and I don''t think my own experience can bring it to life. Besides, I don''t want to stop my son, I want to give him a push if I can.

    "As for attendance, let''s do something about it here"

    Even though I have parents, I don''t sit in rows.

    Noble, I don''t know what, but such a ceremony would embarrass my son. That was all I had to do, and Shinzo nodded heavily.

    "Thank you. As I said earlier, if you talk to me through my real name, I think I''ll treat you like a business traveler and protect your position in the company..."

    "You don''t have to worry about that, but, well, you do. Let me do that."

    Admit it if that makes my son feel lighter.

    "But what does it mean to be noble? Was it magic? I''m sure you have some strange powers, but you''re still a student here."

    "Age, look. I used to be 15 and I was an adult or something. I thought it was something similar. And just because you can use spells."

    "A spell... No, nevertheless..."

    "And the title is different, but Zhuyin is also recited"

    "... ok. Because of this, let me take a good look at your work."

    "Yes..."

    What kind of punitive game is a parent''s workplace visit?

    I didn''t even think so. It was a yurt, but if that makes my father less worried, I''d rather welcome it.

    (The insane part is, I need to make sure I don''t show it)

    That, when Larsia heard it, she grabbed her finger and decided she was going to laugh, and decided that the story had come to a paragraph, my mother Haruko approached the dining table.

    "Why don''t you leave the company and take care of Yu?"

    "... migrating? You won''t be able to. I don''t think I can find a job over there and adapt."

    "Naturally, I''ll do my best."

    "Can you do such an embarrassing imitation?"

    When we didn''t talk, Kirizo shook his head and closed his eyes.

    To him, who showed a rejection of dialogue, his wife drops a further bomb.

    "If it''s your job, you can follow your dreams over there."

    "... dreams?

    Hearing words that were not linked to his father, Yut twisted his neck.

    "That''s right. Your father used to play music."

    "Haruko. Stop it."

    "I did the lyrics and the compositions myself, because I was doing solo concerts and stuff at the school festival. There''s a guitar hidden in the study."

    "Seriously......"

    That father, the artist.

    Round your eyes to a gap where the defect is not where you are umbrella the discarding dog. Valtrude had doubts on his face that he was not sure, but he couldn''t even afford to realize it.

    "It wouldn''t be that sweet"

    "That''s good. Until you''re on the track, Yu-chan can do something about it."

    "Of course, of course"

    He moves in and nods, but gets shot out of his eye-opening father with a sharp gaze.

    However, the situation is unfavourable to Kozo.

    Haruko remembers when he was a student, staring at his husband with glittering eyes, and Valtrude, who finally swallowed things up, is strangely impressed, "Was Lord Shinzo a bard (Bird)?"

    This siege net is not going to break down.

    "Well, if it''s about the entertainment of the reception,"

    I have no choice - or make it look like it - and Shinzo presents a compromise proposal.

    "I don''t know what will happen to the reception, but I''ll definitely incorporate it"

    "... Whatever you want"

    The look on my father''s face like he chewed up a bitter bug.

    Yut knew. There''s nothing more this father can do than take it on once. I guess I''ll keep practicing hard and behave if nothing happens.

    But if Yut had the power to foresee the future, he would have stopped my mother with all his might.

    But that won''t happen. So somehow they''re going to ask me about the collaboration song between Vainamarinen and my father, which is just a little further.

    After only a few hours of home visits, the two brides and grooms were graciously visiting another hometown.

    It was the home of Valtrude and Alusia and was based shortly after the transfer to the Brewers. Say the land of memories that united Yut and his companions.

    Riverside watermill huts, small grocery stores, carriage huts, and thunderbolt pavilions that were boarding houses. I visited before when I came to solicit Tertione, but the village''s setting has not changed anything.

    "I''ve been here quite a while."

    "Speaking of which, right"

    "But you don''t seem to change."

    I stare seriously at the face of my fianc¨¦e who was thinking the same thing.

    "What''s up?

    "No, anything"

    I''m glad I could share a few memories with you, but I''m ashamed to tell you that. If you look away unintentionally, now you see Valtrude''s outfit.

    I was based here long before I got my magical silver (Mithral) armor. It was equipped with a very ordinary chest armor (breast plate).

    But not today.

    In a pure white piece, an active outfit called a braided boot. She doesn''t need extra decoration or anything. Simple and well suited, this garment is memorable to both of us. It was the same clothes I wore on my first date.

    I recall being surprised to hear how I got this garment recently.

    That was also the case then, but she didn''t carry a weapon. We only meet with Zein, lord of the village of Ozlic, who is also the parent of the upbringing. I''ve been here so far on Moment Travel (Teleport), and I don''t think I need a weapon. Valtrude can fight more than enough with his bare hands, and he has spare weapons in his infinite storage bag.

    I know by reason.

    But that was the only thing I was sorry about.

    "Yut, what''s really wrong?

    "No, I thought you just met people."

    That''s not a lie either.

    We still need to report to Wang Du. Yet it was also over-working because they usually didn''t wait for me to do business.

    Tertione has prompted me like an arrow to connect the villages to the city of Falve by carriage rail to increase the number of students in the college, and the inquiries from the baron of gastronomy have accumulated well.

    Marry Valtrude.

    There is no lie or falsehood in that feeling. I can assure you that.

    But when it comes to transferring it to execution, is it that hard? That''s true when it comes to the prospects being sweet, but Yut couldn''t forbid surprises.

    "Right. Maybe he was looking a little sweet."

    "Well, I''m not dying, and we''ll have a laugh later. Besides, it would be easier to deal with Verga."

    "It''s not comparable."

    Take the hand of your fianc¨¦e, who turns away in a grumpy manner, and start moving again. Along the way, he arrived at the Lords'' Hall, greeting the familiar face and occasionally stopping to tell memorabilia.

    "Don''t be nervous."

    "Really?

    I can''t even flatter the castle, a slightly larger mansion.

    Unlike other houses, it''s about two floors, surrounded by a simple fence. For Yut, who has also entered the royal castle, it is like a cabin.

    Still nervous is what''s inside - my husband''s problem.

    "I''ve been waiting for you."

    I was trying to prepare my mind for the dialogue to come, and both open doors opened without touching forward.

    What came out was an old man with total gray hair. I don''t say face, I don''t say arm. I make scars all over my body, and the giant comparable to Exile has full body muscles buoyant.

    A warrior (fighter) Zein who acted as an adventurer and became a knight jazz because of his accomplishments in driving away monsters around him. The expression warrior of the war fits perfectly, in fact, he is off the lead when a monster comes out around the village of Ozlic.

    "Jii, it''s been a while."

    "Not at all. Not quite a face, you unfaithful bastard"

    The children of the village, all old warriors who can''t wait to say their children, welcome Valtrude with a full grin on their face.

    "What, this super awesome feeling"

    I want to go home, but I can''t do that.

    "Well, what did the sorcerer (wizard) say..."

    "It''s Yut Amaxa. Come on, remember."

    "Oh, yut yut. Unfortunately, my head can''t remember anything extra."

    Is it true or is it a joke specific to the old man? Either way, I''m sure you''re not welcome.

    "But I remember this. Sure, you did."

    A sharp glance shoots through Yut.

    I know the dialogue that will be said next. I took that gaze from the front that I couldn''t leave here.

    "If you want to marry both of us, cross this eagle corpse. No!

    A loud voice, unbeatable even by Vainamarinen, echoes the peaceful village.

    "Okay. That battle, I''ll take it and stand"

    "... there''s no choice, Val. Wait a minute."

    They just uttered the word, and Yut did.

    Was this reaction just unexpected, Zein opening her mouth so flashly that her jaw seemed to come off.

    "Why, Val does it. I''m here..."

    "That''s right. Just in case Yut loses, praise his heart."

    Suddenly looking to Zein making the Eight Hundred Declaration, Valtrude said.

    "It''s for the happiness of me and Alcia. Forgive me, Jii."

    "Val, you attacked the assassin in an attempt to capture him alive, but you killed him once, didn''t you?

    "... in the meantime, do you want to talk?"

    An old warrior returns to the hall.

    Thoughts vary, but for now, there were no objections to that conclusion.

 271 4. In Hometown (after)

    "So I told you it was cold water for the elderly."

    That''s what I''m saying.

    Zein, who settled the giant in a special chair, protests to her daughter, who taps her shoulder with pessimism. But the voice has no power. "Beyond the corpse of this eagle. No!" Though I said so, "he seemed aware that it was impossible.

    Even when it comes to the Lords'' Hall, there is no reception room for visitors. The Yuts were led to the dining room (hall), where village representatives sometimes gathered.

    And sit near the lord''s chair placed on the round table - specially made for physical factors, not status.

    "By and large, were you going to be able to beat Yut? It''s over with the spell, isn''t it?

    "I could use a spell or something."

    "Were you?

    "Hmm. If you eat an attack and keep chanting, ''It doesn''t hurt, it doesn''t hurt, it doesn''t hurt,'' you can move as usual."

    "I''m not just hanging in there."

    Beat Pepper Zein in the head and tell him like he was stunned. The power relationship between the two is a well-understood reaction.

    "Mr. Rufa, in that area. I''m not mad at you."

    "If Val says so, you have no choice. Look, Master Zein. Apologize properly."

    "Ugh...... Sorry."

    "Even to Yut."

    "I can''t do that. My soul rots."

    No treatment and a woman called Rufa shrugs her shoulders.

    A few years older than Valtrude and Alcia, she was Zein''s late wife.

    Instead of parents and children, they also look like grandchildren and children.

    Initially it wasn''t the relationship Zein wanted, it was the result of Rufa''s fierce appeal.

    A slightly younger looking girlfriend who remained a scuffle, but with her innate refreshing character, she was also the leader of the children of the village. For that reason, I received multiple proposals at the same time as I grew up, but refused to "go back out after another 40 years".

    He went under Zein, pushed him, pushed him, pushed him down and got a position as his late wife.

    "But Val''s finally here, too. Everyone in the village was worried about what they would do if they became noble and were late for daughter-in-law like this. Well, even now, it''s too much."

    "I haven''t..."

    "Yeah, feminine"

    They may not look like a couple, but they definitely seem to have a good relationship.

    "Mr. Zein."

    Yut rises and stares at Valtrude''s raised parents from the front. I was taken by her earlier, but this is a scene where a man has to show his mind.

    "I''m not from this world, and because of me, I''ve been struggling and annoying"

    It sucks when you put it in your mouth like this. It''s not that it doesn''t match.

    "Still, I like Val, I want to be happy, I can be happy with him, I like him... I mean, I want to marry Val. No, I will."

    I don''t know what I''m talking about myself, but I could say what I wanted to say... and I think.

    Valtrude is mundane with surprise and shame, and Rufa has put her hand on her mouth to show surprise, but her eyes are laughing. If it weren''t for Zein, who is lazy, he must have been surprised by his enthusiastic confession.

    "So first, allow me to marry Val. Please."

    There are only a few archmages in the world.

    A boy was given the title by the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    A hero who saved the world many times.

    I bowed my head to the small village lord.

    It was still Zein who didn''t try to open his mouth, but he was smashed from Rufa many times, and from Valtrude he looked at me like he was pitiful, there is only one conclusion, etc.

    "Never forget that word."

    It is not clear. But the word of forgiveness.

    Upon hearing that, Valtrude''s beauty added even more radiance, and Yut raised his face and exhaled with relief. From the reality that we still have two events like this...... we turn a blind eye for now.

    "Oh, already. Rufa, it''s booze. Bring the booze!

    "Jii, if you want to drink, I''ll bring it."

    Alcohol can be an important communication tool wherever you go. So infinite storage bags always have some stock.

    "We have Dravael''s share, so we can''t have it all."

    Plus, I''ve just been replenishing on Earth. There are also many rare liquors in the Brewers.

    Zein stares at the various liquor bottles Yut takes out with her childish glittering eyes. The sound of my throat ringing, I could hear it coming this way.

    "Now, taste it as a lord..."

    "It''s a celebration, you have to call everyone in the village."

    "But..."

    "You can''t, can you?

    Smiling.

    But it was also a sight that seemed worrying for Yut about his future.

    Out of the blind indoors to the open, Yuut held his head down to a dizziness that was not just drunken. But that''s a flash, too. A cold night breeze brought the flaming cheeks along with the discomfort.

    Lords - From Zein''s Hall, a pleasant voice rang outside. Perhaps it will be an all-night banquet.

    "Even when you were Dwarf, this happened."

    "You can''t lose that."

    It was Zein who answered Yut''s words.

    And I don''t surprise you because, originally, this old warrior called me here. Even if one crack in the lead gets out of the banquet, if there''s a starring actress, there won''t be a problem.

    "I guess we need to talk, don''t we?

    "Don''t rush it."

    Zein, who had barbecued liquor, sat down on the stump behind the hall. Imagine that, and Yut sits nearby.

    As it was, the old warrior opened his mouth abruptly as he tilted a wooden cup filled with a lesser number of wines.

    "The daughter''s father is my best friend, far from home."

    "You''ve never heard of Val''s family before. But is that a story you can ask yourself?

    Zein, if you want to use a salute or something like that on your opponent, your fist bones will fly the other way around. Having learned that in person for the first time, Yut speaks in his usual tone, but he cannot hide his curiosity.

    "Nothing, no secrets, nothing. It''s just an old story."

    Both Valtrude and Alcia have already heard that they have no parents or brothers. For them, the story ended more than a decade ago. Sure, I just didn''t try to tell you from this one that it wouldn''t even steam back.

    "He''s a little warrior, too. Married and moved to this village - join the crusade for the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) led by Prince Alsace..."

    "At that time...?

    "No, I''m back alive. In the end, however, the injury caused by the time passed away."

    Try to follow after him, and so does his mother... and let sorrow and regret seep into his wounded face, and the old warrior continues.

    "So I didn''t want to turn that girl into an adventurer."

    "... you can''t do that"

    "Right. That terrible talent has gone far beyond what I intended."

    Physical abilities such as Valtrude''s muscle strength, endurance and agility are at the height of humanity. That is not disputed from the point of view of Yut, who was born and raised on Earth. It would be a moonlight way of putting it, but she would be able to win as many medals as she wanted in the Olympics.

    "Still, I imposed a test on you to get a crimson alusian eyelid to make you give up."

    "Said they broke through."

    "Lightly. Even if I failed, that magic device was supposed to belong to Arsia."

    "That''s Val."

    Now, it''s also a joke.

    But it would have been a serious problem for Zein.

    I look up to the moon as if I recall the time, soak my lips with wine, and then open my mouth again.

    "When this happens, I can''t even stop you. But that girl has a lot of judgment in battle, you know?

    "... unintentionally"

    I can''t say it''s generally bad that I can''t study, but I''m anxious to get my daughter out of the village who can''t even read or write letters.

    "When I partied with the meadow species (Magner) and the rock giants (Jarloot), I thought I''d make them dead..."

    "You''re too radical."

    "Later, when I picked up the talented kid, I thought I''d bury him after setting him up to return to his hometown..."

    "... tell him in person?

    "The eyes of the eagle are in the hole."

    That''s what I say. No. Put the cup on the ground and bow your head as you sit down.

    "Hey, what is it? Suddenly."

    In an unexpected development, Yut tries to get his head up in advance, but the old, yet muscularly lumpy lord stays motionless.

    "Both Val and Arsia. You''re the reason I survived. You held my reins tight."

    "... that''s, like, each other"

    But the voice that denies it is weak.

    When we met in that spiritual world, Arcia and Jonah weren''t there. I guess Yut''s failure to join changed the flow. Not everything, Zein''s words are convincing too.

    "Give that girl Valtrude my regards."

    Zein lowered his head even further as he nearly rubbed his forehead on the ground.

    "I''ll be happy. Never."

    Yut also corrects his residence and accepts the plea.

    More so, I intend to.

    "If I make a mistake, I''ll turn into a weasel."

    "At that time, let''s ask Arcia."

    "Huh. No cuteness or crust. Totally......"

    Zein, who was completely back on track, soaked up the barbecued rice noodles.

    Yut, too, it was time to hang out without complaining, though the alcohol volume was the limit.

    "If you feel the same way about me, you know how I feel. Die, let your granddaughter be your daughter-in-law and then die."

    "Because I don''t want that"

    "Then the village of Ozlick will be inherited by Valtrude. Hard work, work. Like a carriage horse."

    "Another nasty story without context..."

    The two patron and knight lords serving the Rotosilt kingdom spoke to such a state.

 272 5. Talking Companions

    "Come on, Yut''s finally getting into the graveyard of his life."

    "It''s not malicious..."

    I stood in the sitting area and said to Larsia, who raised his voice that the race had been thrown, as if an acorn with an elbow on the table had been stunned.

    "In that case, would we even be a grave guard?

    Nor does the other party, Alcia, try to take it from the front that there is nothing Larcia can do about this.

    Acorn looked at it sideways, behaving badly, picking one fried chicken and throwing it in his mouth.

    I can''t say hot, but warm enough. It''s fried, but it''s juicy. It also has a good bottom flavour.

    "Mr. Kagra, you raised your arm."

    Though precious pure edible oils are used in this world, that doesn''t make this flavour possible. The temperature of the oil, when to give it from the oil, how to cut the oil. It would all be the result of an irresistible effort.

    "I have nothing more to teach you."

    "There, I don''t normally eat"

    "Well, I''ll eat a lot"

    "Yeah. No Yona"

    While Yut and Valtrude went to report to the village of Ozlic, the rest of their companions were rolling out to Oriental. A one-of-a-kind restaurant with a straightforward store name was also growing in regular visitors and was perfectly familiar with the city of Falve.

    As a result, I am free to rent it out. Then I just wish it wasn''t noisy, but that''s impossible, so I remodeled the deepest part of the seating to a private room.

    In that private room, a meadow pedigree (Magner) swallowed a breath of fried skewers from the new menu wielded an additional hot valve.

    "Egg and Yut have no more freedom. A bird in a cage."

    "Freedom... Well, it does limit my behavior somewhat, and until I was born, I wasn''t sure what it meant to be a parent..."

    Exile pours in sake with a jock as he disperses his partner''s defamation.

    "Actually if you hold it, you can''t help but be cute. I feel like I can do anything for that kid, and well, it''s up to me how I live, but if you hold on to Yut''s kids, there''s no better joy than that."

    "Oh, you look like Egg is totally on the verge of retirement! I''m gonna die!"

    "Something to die for."

    Rarely and grumpy, he said, poking the fork into a chunk of meat. No roast beef, roast pork. Similar dishes can be found in the Brewers, but the soy sauce-based sauce is the only excellent one here.

    "What a splendid thing. Feels like you can even afford a married man?

    "Though, I guess that''s also because Mr. Sualum is the one who could have done it"

    Alcia says to control the admiring acorn.

    "I thought I''d hear about it later and graduate, such as the one-on-one challenge to Tallaskus."

    She''s a fellow adventurer, and even she knows exactly what Exile is capable of. It''s not hard to imagine what Sualum, who was his wife and sister-in-law, thought.

    "The point is, is that it?

    Ritna opened her mouth as she silently listened to such interaction as she drank to lick the distilled liquor she had brought from Earth.

    "You just miss your friends getting married, don''t you?

    "Oh, no, that''s not true."

    Rarely exposed to agitation, Larsia does not look like a mastermind (Fixer) who divides the society behind the Marquis of Istas.

    "I see. Sure, if a friend had a boyfriend, it wouldn''t be an exclusivity craving, but some feelings I can''t honestly congratulate him on."

    "Is that what it is?

    Arcia leaned her neck against Acorn, who nodded that she was good at it, saying she didn''t quite understand. This neighborhood may be a cultural difference, but thinking about it, what does it mean that Acorn and Larsia''s feelings are close?

    "Larsia, unexpectedly child"

    "My real child told me!

    That''s in a nutshell by Jonah, who hasn''t looked up from a plate in a long time.

    I can''t even say it back, and Larsia turns that way, sitting vigorously on a cushion instead of a duvet.

    "Already, Larsia, lighthouse"

    "Ugh. Out of the way of people''s feelings, say that? Still a god!

    "Terrible. You''re an avatar."

    "Almost together, right?!?"

    Anyway, without Yut, Larsia seems to be turning to take it.

    "Well, then, Val gets married first, but what about Acorn and Arcia? Feeling negative about jealousy or anxiety?

    To get out of such an unfavourable situation, I usually flatten out the hard questions to hear.

    "I don''t think so."

    "Right."

    "Uh. You know, I don''t need to be an honorable student?

    "Larsia, that''s the kind of place you look like a bastard and yine!

    "Are you about to praise...?

    Exile raises questions, but the two of them don''t move. To this extent, it is only a mild joke for the meadow species.

    "From what I can tell, it''s like doing something. Well, I know you decided that your relationship with Verga would be dangerous if it didn''t come to an end."

    "Oh, I knew there was such a thing?

    "What did Mr. Acorn think?

    "Simply, he thinks the brave are still early. Look, if it''s Earth, we''re not yet adults. Married and having kids since I was about 30."

    "... we have more or less the same lifespan, don''t we?

    "Like 70 or 80?

    "I''m relieved to hear that."

    Yet the perception of Yut''s fianc¨¦es was above the prank of the meadow race. Acknowledging Valtroude as his rightful wife, he says it badly, but does not break his position that he is giving (slightly) to the spill.

    "Huh. After all, it''s not like black mud."

    Larsia gets such a relieved and unfortunate voice. If there had been a Riya God on this occasion, there would have been another interpretation, but that is a hypothetical story.

    I can''t say enough that I haven''t seen this.

    "Alcia and the others, weddings like Val, do?

    Where the division was attached to Larsia''s inquiry. Alternatively, where Jonah''s stomach has been satisfied to some extent, she offers the following topics:

    "I appreciate it... but it''s gonna be a pain in the ass."

    "You can''t not not not do it..."

    "Alan. Something''s happening."

    Ritna eats it with a look like she found a new toy. I don''t think it''s a minute god. Lower care, but that''s also Tyrone, the patron saint of the meadow species.

    "''Cause some brave guy''s been seeing people for a long time. Now I''m going to report to the King''s Landing."

    "When you look at the busy gesture of the Temple of Helenonia, it''s obvious that it will be burdensome."

    "Isn''t that good? It''s a celebration. Once in a lifetime, in principle."

    "When God tells me that, I lose my dreams and my hopes..."

    I have no objection in the sense of a more precise expression, but my sweet fantasy about marriage disappears.

    "Well, I can have a wedding on Earth if I have to."

    "If I hadn''t been given the Knight Sir, that might have been done..."

    "Well, it''s like a brief revelation over here."

    "Wouldn''t that end up doing the wedding twice?

    "Shit......"

    Alcohol - is somewhat repellent, so drink the same juice of fruit as Jonah and have a head for the troubles that will happen in the future.

    As a maiden, what about this perception of marriage? But this was what reality was all about.

    "No, Jonah, what about Yut and Val''s marriage?

    "Not a problem at all. Rather, the roadmap to ambition has progressed"

    Larsia, who has had difficulty pursuing a seriously troubled acorn, relaxes to speak to the Albino girl, but it is an unexpected word that has returned.

    "Well, Jonah doesn''t always know what it means."

    "That''s just not Larsia''s thought enough"

    "I mean, where is the roadmap? What a word..."

    "I know Larsia''s not thinking enough, but what''s Jonah up to?

    "Yut and Val are getting married, and in about a year or two, they''re going to have kids. Then there''s free time until Val makes a second one in parenting or something"

    "The second one is definite..."

    "Perhaps in the meantime, Arcia and Acorn will marry Yut and have children"

    "Ho ho. Take it around."

    "Yes."

    Looking at Ritna, she nods gently, and Yona cleverly cleans up the remaining simmer with chopsticks.

    I usually waited for her to continue, including Alcia, who could hold her back.

    "Repeat that several times"

    "Yut''s like a stallion, is that okay?

    "Where I want it. So, if Val, Arcia, and Acorn have two or three children, that''s exactly enough."

    "That''s, well, I guess..."

    What did you imagine? Akane affirms Jonah''s blue photo as she unnaturally hands on her red cheeks. We''re still ahead of us, but that means we''re also talking about the future that we''ll eventually visit.

    "By then, it will be growing."

    With a chested assertion, Jonah''s plan was completed.

    "Yona...... Confirmed? Confirmation"

    Larsia asks for confirmation with the look of understanding but not wanting to.

    "That means that in 10 years, Yut will have a son with the Vals... because the couple''s lives will be over, so it''s your turn next?

    "Yeah. If you gave birth to three, you''d be satisfied. When that happens, the rest is the same as Alcia and Acorn said. Waiting in order."

    Sure, maybe that''s the logic.

    No, we''re broke. But there was something in the words that seemed right at first sight.

    "Satisfied..."

    "Yona......"

    Both my youngest sister and my youngest daughter, the Albino girl''s plan.

    To cut and throw away child''s bullshit,

    "Fine. I plan to boil it down with Len so Yut can be concerned about it"

    I don''t know if you''re worried about that.

    No matter how you report this to Valtrude, the minute half of them hold their heads, a modest private room door is knocked.

    "Mr. Acorn, we have a customer."

    "Let me through. Right now!

    "Yes, sir"

    This changes the air.

    When Acorn rushes to say otherwise, Kagra rushes back to me to call him.

    "Well."

    As a matter of fact, this is the real deal. For that matter, it''s like I''m purposefully using this private room.

    Acorn slapped his cheeks tight and tempered.

 273 6. Political Tales

    "Mr. Acorn, what the hell is this...?

    It was Regina Niebes who opened a special entrance that looked like Fusuma - and came in dreaded. A bright green dress is well visible in chunky blonde hair.

    The beautiful woman was also a member of the council that, at the meeting of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, runs the free city of Hardenturm, which flourishes in trade.

    But those titles don''t really matter why Acorn summoned her.

    "I''m sorry you took the time to come. Please join Mr. Petra and Mr. Kagra."

    With a glimpse of her running a fashion brand called Vermilio, Acorn invites the two behind it into a private room as well.

    "And excuse me"

    "Me too...?

    The girl who calls Yut a teacher and the Dragon Man (Dragon Newt) witch, though surprised, continues after Regina.

    Satisfied Jonah lays down on Arsia''s lap, and this is fortunate that Ritna leans over to Larsia. He looks blatantly unpleasant and tries to keep away, but on the contrary, it becomes so tight and fitting.

    Three almost non-interactive people lowered their hips to the empty seats and the spaces that were originally vacant.

    I''m unfamiliar with it because of the seating area, not the chair, but Regina makes me desperately think about what this is all about.

    When Acorn called me to talk, I thought it was a consultation about Vermilio. Otherwise, I was also prepared to see if there would be any new ideas for business.

    However, this situation does not seem to be any of them. And the visitor girl sitting in the front just has a meaningful grin.

    "Mr. Regina, Mr. Kagra and Mr. Petra. I need to talk to you today."

    Such an acorn sits in the front seat and corrects his residence. That''s all it tells me, I guess there''s something serious to talk about.

    "I hear that..."

    I took a quick peek around as Regina answered on behalf of me.

    The two Kagra and Petra, who were called together and were shaped to sit beside each other, have faces that they do not know why they were called together.

    On the other hand, it can be seen that Arcia or Exile can''t read anything from their expressions in their opponents, but as far as Larsia is concerned, "I wasn''t specifically listening, but I''m guessing something".

    At first glance you can see, what the three of us have in common. That ''s--

    "Next time, Val and the Brave are officially getting married. We are in the process of preparing for and greeting the ceremony in the near future"

    "So you were both going to Earth, weren''t you? Congratulations...... and neither of you are here"

    The first person to react was Petra.

    Accept the "Master" marriage in a clear way while touching Ash Blonde''s hair made into a side pony.

    It was still an unconscious girlfriend reaction to my feelings, but the two remaining, they don''t.

    Regina and Kagra were both holding their mouths and hardening their expressions.

    Of course I know you''re engaged.

    The two of us who fought together and saved the world, it''s not hard to imagine that there must be an immeasurable bond.

    I also thought these days would come.

    But at the same time, I think somewhere in my mind it would still be a story ahead of me - no, hopefully - it seemed like I was avoiding stepping in deeply.

    So I''m so upset that I can''t even speak the words of blessing when they ask me to go straight in.

    "Me and Mr. Alcia are also fianc¨¦es, which I think will happen in that order after that"

    "It''s..."

    I couldn''t help but wonder what intent you were talking about, and Kagra was about to raise her voice. What I managed to contain was the educational gift of my brother Zinga. The women of Li Kutua are required to be chaste.

    "Problem is, after that."

    "Later?

    I can''t get the direction of the story and Regina listens back. I seem to know the conclusion, and I can hardly get there. That''s what''s so funny.

    "Guys, you like brave men, don''t you?

    "I like it. I respect you!

    Petra, who was puzzled and silent together by the reaction of Regina and Kagra sitting together, answers with momentum.

    Seeing her like that, Acorn regrets only a little what she called on this occasion: "Could it have been a failure to call Mr. Petra..."

    But no more, I can''t pull it off later.

    "But, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

    "I see..."

    "I think so......"

    That''s why I can say, wait for Akane''s words without touching that point.

    "When that happens, I have to approach it from everyone. You know?"

    "I don''t know!

    "... right. Well, I mean, if you want to do something with a brave man, there''s nothing you can do about it, not just romantic emotions, but imminent with a big name."

    I shortcut the process significantly and just concluded. Speak up what you need to tell him, Acorn breaks his leg.

    "You can''t say you''re welcome. Because honestly, we''re not so weak that we have to strengthen our relationship in marriage."

    As if waiting for that timing, Arcia, who had kept silent, opened her mouth instead.

    Jonah, who can also be described as the other party, continues her meal break in silence. This is simply because there is no special eye for it except Valtrude, Arcia and Acorn.

    "It''s just like I broke in between Val and Yut, too. It doesn''t make sense to get rid of others because that''s already the relationship."

    "This is probably about politics that brave men like."

    Now we''re really done talking.

    I want each of you to think about the rest and draw conclusions.

    Yes, he tells him with his gaze, and Acorn observes the look on the faces of the three, exhaling softly.

    Of course, I can''t just speculate on everything or anything like that - but I guess there was something I thought.

    He seemed serious about something.

    Nod in my mind when it''s a good trend, and I realize it.

    (I wonder why you''re doing something like running Ooku...)

    I can''t help it if Yut doesn''t mind coming this way. But it''s not what high school girls do either. In the meantime, let''s get something for you when you get back.

    What shall I do? It''s not a bad idea to go on a date in a distant country you''ve never been to.

    Acorn loosened his cheeks to such an imagination and a sense of liberation that he had finished the job.

    "Congratulations on this victory"

    "What, there''s nothing compared to that?"

    Not even knowing that a serious story had been told where he was not, Yut was visiting Sejour, king capital of the Kingdom of Rotosilt, directly from the village of Ozlic.

    "I was only half asleep."

    "Even so, you were fighting, weren''t you?

    While I thought you were so overrated, I spent more humility with an ambiguous smile as to whether it would be disrespectful.

    Talking room where the king holds a private meeting.

    The ceilings are high, but there is no luxurious conditioning like chandeliers. There were no decorations on the walls either, and the moderately small rooms were cozy.

    "But His Majesty is also anxious to say that he was very active. Anything like single-ridden disruption of the enemy''s main formation."

    "Sir Amaxa, please don''t praise me too much"

    The other participant, Chancellor Schukel, can speak with a firm voice. Seeing it, there was usually something flaky and white hidden in his neatly stroked hair.

    You''re struggling, as if you''re making a silent claim.

    "Your Majesty has been transferred to the north tower wall by himself, and I want you to be among us, as Her Royal Highness has asked."

    "It was frivolous."

    I would have caught up with Moment Travel (Teleport), so it had nothing to do with... I could never say anything, and I honestly apologized.

    About twenty years ago, some "priors¡± went missing in a battle against the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil). I guess the mess in the court was more than Yut could have imagined.

    "Don''t say that, Schukel. Helenonia, God willing. I am not what I can be."

    "I don''t think any other Hellenonian god would trample on a man''s will."

    "¡­ from now on, let''s talk properly"

    "Let me also pray to the gods of heaven that there will be no next"

    He gives a look like King Alsace was given a bitter pill and sends his gaze to Yut. Even the great magician (Arch Mage) could only smile back at it.

    This man, who continues to be the prime minister of the kingdom of Rotosilt since the days of the previous king, may have defined the education of the young king as the life work of the second half of life.

    "So, what''s the situation with the Verga Empire since?

    "Civil Unrest. End of the Word"

    The chat ended with Yut''s inquiry.

    Put one of the main issues on top of the other as you lower your hips and kneel down on the sofa alone.

    "The imperial capital Verga - perhaps I should say the old imperial capital, where exceptionally we keep peace, but others seem to be in such a state as a world of war"

    "Why only the Empire? Isn''t that where they''re going first?

    Especially if you''re a burgler, you don''t even think about strategic value or whether you can sustain it, which is something you''re likely to aspire to. If one force rushes out, you can''t sit back, and the Empire should be in chaos first.

    I don''t think all my knowledge and impressions in the spiritual world are right, but given the Empress''s purpose - to get Yut - it should be something that is realistic.

    "There, the other prime minister seemed to be good at one"

    I should have been on the front line at the time, King Alsace says with a brilliant frown.

    "Shelleylon Latetal..."

    I don''t know anything about the other side, but I can''t get the feeling out of Yut that he''s my boss.

    What would that dark elf do......

    "Declare neutrality as soon as possible and hand over the Empire to the winner. No, only those recognised as successors to Verga are allowed to enter the castle. Is that the place?

    "... you''re right. Hopefully the tip from the Secret Service is correct."

    Expressing surprise at the time taken to respond, Dieter Schukel affirmed Yut''s reasoning. The second half addition is just a little bit of a loser.

    "Looks like that Uncle Bourne Novor also endorsed that policy. He himself does not take part in the successor feud and supports the legitimacy of the imperial prime minister''s declaration, with violence"

    "Then it''s going to take a long time."

    "Oh. Quickly, it seems that the country with its hands like a fire burglar was the eastern border of the Verga Empire, against which forces in civil strife are joining hands to repel it"

    "Well, because it''s the Verga Empire..."

    Briefly, their actions cannot be measured by ordinary human measures. Evil has evil values.

    "Nevertheless, it makes no difference that now is an opportune time without the Empress of Evil"

    "Your Majesty..."

    Scattered, I guess that''s what we discussed.

    The Chancellor responds with a bitter look and voice to King Alsace as he tries to march.

    "What if things were too urgent to make it, with the help of a prostitute next door?

    "According to the terms, is it possible in this situation?

    Neighbourhood - From the kingdom of the Chronica god, a prostitute had been set up to send against the forces of evil. It ended without looking at the day by Verga''s odd manoeuvre of hypnosis, but I say pull it out again.

    "There are many people in the Verga Empire who are enslaved. He who was sold, he who was taken, he who was born of the parents of slaves..."

    "Is it possible to attach cooperation if in the name of rescuing them"

    "... it''s hard to disagree."

    The Prime Minister, who wants to oppose the war itself, also has to agree emotionally.

    "I just think it''s better to be well prepared for this one, too. Well, I guess that''s not what I''m saying."

    "You sure do. You don''t have to be arbitrary."

    "My predecessors have narrowed it down quite a bit."

    "Don''t say that."

    To date, I can say that the policy of the Kingdom of Rotosilt has been generally decided.

    For a while, prepare to march, while retaining our approach to the Verga Empire to gather information. In parallel, request the Kingdom of the Chronica God to cooperate in the rescue of slaves.

    Probably a few years'' worth of business, but it doesn''t mean Verga''s coming back today or tomorrow. Skilled slowness should prevail over awkward speed.

    "Then the immediate challenge is the marriage of Marquis Istas and Marquis Amaxa."

    Yuut''s petition to stay away from that story because of it... was played by Dieter Schukel''s iron mask.

    It''s easier to talk about politics like this, just because I was smug, there''s a big difference.

    "Mm-hmm. Finally. Of course, I''ll let the rest of you in."

    "I don''t know where the rumors have leaked from, but they''ve also contacted us."

    "I don''t mind Your Majesty...... how many other people would like to participate?

    "All of you."

    "All of them?"

    I''ll parrot you for mishearing, but naturally, no.

    "All the nobles in our country. In addition to that, inquiries have also come to the Temple officials, the Grand Chamber of Commerce and the diplomatic route"

    "That doesn''t make it any bigger than royal marriage?

    "So I guess I need to talk to you"

    With a bitter look, the Chancellor tells him to throw up.

    In the last few generations, he will undoubtedly be the head of the national government with the most work and troubles. Maybe even in the future.

    "Acceptance itself can be managed by using the Invisible Mansion (Clinelle)..."

    Security, Seats-in-Chief. Too much trouble.

    "Can''t you sieve it?

    "I''m doing it if I can"

    "Right..."

    I would just like to say that those who come do not reject it, but I have difficulty joining those who know little, be they nobles, priests or civilians.

    Or so, turning it down also stands a corner.

    "The world of men is hard to live in at the corner of the raven... oh, yeah"

    Something comes to mind, I let my eyes shine and Yut meets the Chancellor.

    To be honest, I only have a bad feeling.

    But I couldn''t possibly not ask.

    "The Divine Divine Divine Body (Avatar) descended on our land."

    "... I hear nagging"

    "Somehow, you feel like you''re at this wedding,"

    I don''t want to throw away the possibility, although I think it may be definitive rather than feeling it. "Should I have asked you for a reward for ''Don''t let me at the wedding''...?" I had some serious troubles, but it was visible to me that it would be rejected.

    "What''s wrong with that?

    In contrast to the sinister-faced Chancellor, the glorious appearance of King Alsace has a colour of praise.

    "Isn''t that wonderful?"

    "It means everyone''s not living clean and clean."

    "Okay. Let''s get those rumors out of the way."

    It seems that the Zeras'' injustice within each temple at the time of their descent included support when it became a total war with the Verga Empire.

    Things unfolded suddenly and did not respond, but those close to politics will all remember the matter.

    Even with that, can we face the minute gods?

    "If you still want to join us, you''re welcome to join us."

    Now you should be able to sort it significantly.

    The prospect worked effectively for current participants¡­.

    In the near future, I had not imagined that Yut at this time - neither King Alsace nor Prime Minister, of course - would have a head for miscalculation.

 274 7. Marquis Istas New Daily (Previous)

    In advance of a major event in his life called marriage, Valtrude thought.

    Forever, I wonder if I can depend on Yut.

    Couples support each other, but look back on yourself. Territorial management still relies on the previous stage of planning.

    I only do simple payments, recruitment interviews, and work in the temple.

    Is this okay?

    No, it can''t be good.

    So Valtrude spent less time waving his sword and started studying. Hope to reduce the burden on Yut at all.

    I didn''t want a new weapon, too, because spare weapons would suffice. Indeed, it was a shock to lose the Devine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword. But I have no regrets.

    And although Adamantin''s long sword (long sword) is inferior to the Demon Sword, it can be fought well with Yut''s support.

    Then I just decided that the reward from the Hellenonian God should be used for something else.

    I also knew I could be seen with worrying eyes from him as my behavior changed.

    Best from what I''ve done so far. It''s not unreasonable or anything.

    I just couldn''t explain that to myself.

    I''m not saying selfishly that you want me to guess, but I''m embarrassed.

    I work hard for you, unfamiliar work.

    Can you say something?

    "But then we might disqualify the couple..."

    "What disqualifies you?

    "Yes, no. Nothing. There isn''t."

    I waved my neck and hand at Alana Norstin, who glanced at me strangely, in a manner that was obviously something, and quickly denied it.

    But she''s the only one who''s meant to have done it, and Allena, sitting face to face, is twisting her neck. If they''re Larsia, I''m just trying to find out something that''s never happened.

    Not realizing how she is like that, Valtrude once again drops his gaze on the bundle of paper at hand.

    Timber paper made by Zinga and others who have migrated to the Kera Forest, in cooperation with Vainamarinen. It''s a textbook of letters made of that prototype.

    Same stuff used at the primary school in Falve, but just right for the level of Valtrude.

    Follow that guide, glimpse the letters with your fingers, and continue reading simple words.

    It was worth the effort, just a little bit, but it also allowed me to read and write.

    This is a huge step forward for her.

    The rattle and the sound of the wheels moving forward strike the earlobes.

    After finishing his errands in the village of Ozlick, Valtrude was rendezvous with Alaina along the way and traveling within the territory by carriage.

    The destination is the village of Kaye, belonging to the Marquis of Istas.

    It''s a place where I''ve done some inspections with Yut, but this time I''m acting differently. On behalf of Yut, who headed to the king''s capital, several diocesan knights (paladins) accompanied the Alaenas from the Hellenonian temple in Falve.

    Naturally, to this day, Valtrude, who claims to be "sufficient by himself," has been hit with an honest argument that "His Excellency the Marquis cannot act alone or otherwise".

    Travelling in a regular carriage was a long time ago, which was fresh in itself, but with others was felt somewhat cramped.

    Between those who believe in the same God, if by nature. I guess you shouldn''t think of it as someone else or anything, but that''s the emotion you can''t falsify.

    If Yut was with me, I wouldn''t have felt this way. Until now, I''ve been allowed to move freely, because he was there for me as an entourage.

    For one thing, you were protected from aristocratic customs, and I feel Yut''s - of the man who will soon be my husband''s - thoughts.

    "It''s time to arrive"

    "... right"

    Lift your eyes out of the textbook and put your gaze to the front.

    It passed Allena and also flew past the village of Cayenne ahead, watching Yut in the king''s capital.

    Substantially, it will be my first job as a lord.

    I could never imitate anything that would make an embarrassing report to him.

    "Well, come on"

    "I''m sorry to bother you."

    There''s no annihilation.

    Rosius, the mayor of the village, waves along, but this is more right for him. If there were to be a visit by a lord - no matter what the heart - it would naturally be a top priority, and it would be weirder for the Marquis to apologize to the village chief in the first place.

    That was also affirmed by the subtle look of Alaina, who refrained from behind.

    With only that Allena, Valtrude enters the village chief''s house. The other diocesan knights who have accompanied them say they will be on guard outside.

    I don''t know what it is for, but I guess that''s what it is.

    (I want to talk to Yut and do something about the waste... If you omit poorly, will our children be in trouble?

    Dragons give birth to dragons, but both Valtrude and Yut are human. I mean, even though they''re two kids, they''re just humans. I''m going to educate you, but I don''t know how to grow up, and I''m not going to over-expect you.

    For the sake of my child, whom I have yet to see, let''s be patient now.

    Not knowing that he was thinking about it, Village Chief Rossius recommended to his lord a chair that had become more luxurious than before.

    Immediately, his son''s daughter-in-law, also a former adventurer, places herbal tea poured cups for a number of people, bows his head and moves to the next room.

    (Speaking of which, did she have a baby too)

    I''d like to talk to you later if I have time.

    While I thought so, I still put my mouth on an upgraded teacup. Not the finest, but the thickness and whiteness are impeccable.

    One year of tax exemption and the creation of an environment capable of concentrating on farming seemed to benefit this village firmly as well. Being able to afford life. That''s one form of happiness, too.

    "Today, I have one suggestion for you."

    Without being proud of it, Valtrude cut out an errand. Usually, the village chief gives a bewildered look in order to move from light chatter to the point of view.

    But there''s no way she can refuse, and she herself, she can''t afford it, so she doesn''t notice the change.

    "What kind of story is that?"

    "Falv is tied to Hardenturm and Mainz by carriage rail..."

    "I know."

    "Well, then, it''s quick"

    Valtrude smiles with a heartfelt smile, and the village chief forgets about its too much beauty.

    But I can''t afford to notice that in the negotiations right now. Spin the next word with one hand a note writing like a child''s graffiti.

    "I would like to use it not only to connect this village of Cayenne, but also the surrounding villages and Falve by carriage rail to bring the children of the village to the primary school"

    That''s what this lord says. I''m not being asked to be an instructor - even if I were, there would be a proper consideration paid - I''m simply asking for consent.

    Experience accumulates to the point of realizing it.

    But there''s one thing I don''t understand.

    "Just to carry the child, is it?

    "Mm-hmm. Yut - Jiazai says there will be no young people from the village once they get regular flights out"

    There are advantages such as easier access for pedestrians if carriage railways are operated in addition to transfers.

    However, the development of a transport network also meant better access for both sides. In other words, the population will spill from the countryside to the city so that the water flows from high to low.

    Everybody, it''s better to live in the city.

    I would put it on some kind of job if it was Falv right now, and if anything, the psychological hurdle would be lower because it would be easy to get home.

    I don''t want to tie people to land, but I want to avoid population movements without preparation or measures.

    That''s Yut''s idea, but unfortunately - including Allena - I don''t understand it that far. Still, there was no objection to the laying of the carriage railway itself, as it did not force me to want regular flights.

    "But do you send your children to school..."

    "Oh, that''s it"

    The concerns of the mayor of Rosius are separate.

    But that''s also to be expected. Really, I asked old Claude to confirm it.

    Turn the note, narrow your eyes and read the relevant spot.

    "Even the Kodmos know it''s a rippy lowdolyok"

    "Ha ha..."

    "So to Kodmo, shrugged to the Shortcane Quinn, serve a knit? It''s happening. Don''t worry about it."

    "Again, is the rumor true..."

    I was also surprised at the bar reading, which is worse than the Academic Club, but the content is also insane. Where are the lords who give even their salaries after educating them?

    "Mm-hmm. It''s not like we''re up for money. I remember spending money and making people wear calculations in their everyday lives¡­ yes."

    That''s pre-construction, and I have an ambition to spread the theoretical spell, but I won''t say that much. Rather than, Valtrude doesn''t fully grasp it either.

    Alaina, standing behind Valtrude, had the look of a headache when she heard the current interaction, but seemed to decide to leave it to the flow for now.

    "What do you think?

    "Right......"

    Mayor Rosius meditates as he thinks, but the answer was decided.

    "We cannot decide on the one hand, but we will make sure that we get the endorsement of our fellow villagers"

    "Right. Regards."

    Valtrude exhales relieved when he hears that he can get help.

    It''s a proposal that''s not supposed to be rejected, and even if it is rejected, we can do it.

    But that''s an objective story. From her point of view, it was a negotiation that made me want to take a breather when I managed to do it.

    It doesn''t matter what the arm of the sword is. The work Yut has done.

    After all, isn''t the traditional division of roles correct......

    Such weakness shook his head gently and drove him away. Re-establish the mood. Now that we''ve left Verga, we can''t just go across combat technology.

    A distressed beauty of a thoughtful Virgin, far from such an inner part.

    The mayor''s heart, who has to see it from close range, is screaming like after a full walk of disease. Even Allena, who is somewhat immune and only sees hindsight, forgot the time.

    "What''s wrong?

    "No. Uh. No. Oh, how about a meal?

    "Right -"

    "Oh ho... it is"

    "Oh. No, I''m sorry. After this, we must also go to Hardenturm."

    Alana''s deliberate cough reminds me of the schedule after this.

    This is more of a temple job than a lord. Interview with Marion, the sorceress who made me tea, was likely to be another opportunity.

    "Then you won''t be able to pull it off."

    The object is clear, and the mayor of Rosius nods over and over again.

    And with a degree of fortitude that would not be disrespectful, I dropped off a line of lords.

 275 8. Marquis Istas New Daily (After)

    "Nah, nah. It is not!

    Dunn slams the table and Alana Norstin roughs up her voice.

    I frown upon the fierce Cathedral Knight (Paladin) next door, but Valtrude says nothing.

    Hardenturm, a trading city east of the Marquis territory of Istas.

    The conference room in which that council would take place had a controversial debate divided into two groups.

    The agenda is the absorption of the Guards of Hardenturm by the Temple of Helenonia, which previously offered ideas from Yut to Allena.

    The temple side trying to propel it and the resistant guards are staring at it from the front.

    "How to fix the words will not change the fact that the Temple of Helenonia will absorb the Guards"

    "We''re just going to put together a single chain of command in our territory."

    Once, where Yut boarded up to accuse the Escudero Chamber of Commerce and pirate adhesion and Regina found out about her parents'' revenge.

    That''s where we''re having an argument with Alana, the captain of the guard at Hardenturm.

    The Guard is a council-affiliated organization that runs the city, which has existed since the city was half-independent as a free city. Even if Hardenturm were to be incorporated as Count Istas territory, that would remain the same.

    In other words, strictly speaking, Valtrude does not have direct command over them either.

    "Then there is a reason why the Temple of Helenonia has to stand on top. On the contrary, shouldn''t it be okay for the guards to put you under their command?

    You can''t be forgiven for that.

    Alana rolls out an unfounded denial if we don''t talk about it to the middle-aged captain of the guard who built up a mustache around his mouth.

    Even though we know she should be tempted to do that - Valtrude can''t move. Anyway, I can''t tell which statement is right.

    Sometimes mobility between cities has become more active, and the policy of singling out the police mechanisms in the territory was presented by the Lords - that is, Yut.

    Allena receives an inner nod and intends to do a summary in the form of the Temple of Helenonia in Falve standing on top. This also includes the resolution of problems that lack a presence in the territory, despite the fact that the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia is at the top.

    I was aware of that, and I approved that it was a reasonable place.

    Nevertheless, they also had their circumstances.

    First of all, I have the pride of keeping this city safe until now. It could not have been easy, for example, to stand under the wind of the Temple of Hellenonia.

    More importantly, I don''t even think a strict cathedral knight can handle the rough harbor. If they bend the navel, the harbour stops standing.

    But if I put this in my mouth, I''ll have to insist that the Hellenonian Temple side can do it. So I just had to ask you to guess in an unnaturally hard way.

    "This is the Lord''s decision."

    "We are not under the Lord''s command. Let''s get the council through first."

    - This grand tour continued.

    During this time, Valtrude does not speak in silence. I was still watching the debate evolve.

    Whatever the principles of the chain of command, it cannot be possible at the level of guard captain, such as defying the Lord''s decision. In other words, it is the pose that it is not the Lords who do not wield power, but are taking part in the meetings as heads of the temple, leaving the practice to the personnel to each other.

    I will be committed to a fair response without being caught by my own mother of origin.

    The captain of the guard was aware of his own failures.

    If this is the other person who understands the story, it should have been rooted through the council of Hardenturm - specifically the meeting of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, which is seen as a liaison with the Lords, he said.

    "Hmm..."

    Valtrude, on the other hand, was also troubled.

    (Again, I don''t know which is right)

    - and.

    If you don''t understand that, you can''t even pinch your mouth. Nothing. I''m sure I was listening to the argument, but I just couldn''t speak out.

    If Yut were here, would he hold his head? Or would he have looked to heaven, "Val is awesome to look thoughtful just to shut up"?

    "Okay."

    Turns out I don''t know.

    Then there''s one thing to do. We have no choice but to hear the claims of both sides and make a fair decision.

    "First of all, I want to see if I can afford to give the Guards of Hardenturm the security of the Falv and command the diocesan knights of our Temple of Hellenonia"

    "It''s..."

    I wouldn''t say from the mouth to the task, but it''s not a statement with realistic backing.

    After all, I shake my beard slightly wondering if it had been spotted.

    "Right. And Alana."

    "What is it"

    Now throw a simple - but fundamental - question at her, who holds her fist in her heart that Valtrude has taken her side.

    "Can we say that the Temple of Helenonia is responsible for maintaining law and order in this city?

    "Of course I am."

    "On what grounds?

    "We have a proven track record in Falve."

    At that moment, she didn''t miss that the captain of the guard changed her complexion.

    There''s something wrong.

    Her intuition to spot evil and see through falsehood whispered so.

    "I have a bad feeling. Shouldn''t we put it behind us?

    "... Yes?

    "Ha ha...?

    It''s not where I don''t decorate. Representatives of both sides round their eyes at the expression of the protrusion.

    (Failed...?

    Until now - if Yut or Arsia were the opponents - there shouldn''t have been any problems. I don''t know why.

    "What do you think? Some lord''s words, so here''s the day again."

    But the captain of the guard, who has a reason to want to do so at a later date, got on with Valtrude''s words that this was fortunate. I guess there''s a position problem with being too good at things, even a favorable interpretation.

    "... you have no choice."

    Acceptance, Alaina nodded as well.

    This is a loan to someone.

    Think of it that way, and you manage to make a face for it. Besides, even though it''s better to hurry, it''s not a rush.

    "Next time - I don''t know if I''m here, but I''d like to have a friendly discussion"

    In such unusual terms, the meeting was adjourned.

    "The air in the city is nice."

    "Va, it''s Valtrude. I have trouble getting there first."

    "I guess that''s too late"

    A line of the Temple of Helenonia, which ended the meeting - half-forced - was rolling out to downtown Hardenturm. It''s an algorithm to finish lunch on a street tour named Inspections.

    Of course, it goes without saying that it is Valtrude''s hope. Even if you don''t know about her, it''s obvious if you look at garrets and baked confectionery on skewers of meat and fish that you can''t hold in both hands.

    (That''s a reward for hard work. Uhm)

    So satisfied, chew off, chew and swallow meat in a few pieces together.

    It was time to look around without even knowing the struggles of the cathedral knights that follow, even the liquor...... saw a crowd in the center of the square.

    "Ugh. I hope you don''t stop all of a sudden"

    "What is that?

    "Sa, come on...?

    "Let''s see."

    Enters the circle of people, tasting and processing the leftover food thoroughly.

    "Kihaha. Then, as promised, I''ll take this one."

    "Guuuuu..."

    The moment I managed to just get out of my face, it was just over.

    On the ground, a man in the shape of a barrel with a long mustache - a Dwarf warrior (fighter) - lies in regret.

    A woman with a crazy laugh, but she doesn''t give a shit. Interest lies in the Battle Axe (Battle Axe) rolling beside it. As he floated it to the universe, he grabbed the pattern and threw it behind his back.

    It draws a beautiful parabola and falls into a pile of weapons arranged messily on the rug.

    "It''s a business."

    It has not been demonized, but it is of such good quality. Again, something like Dwarf''s belongings. Though it is incompetent to think in monetary terms, it is not strange to do 100 to 200 sheets in gold coins.

    "Do you understand, sister?"

    "Oh, if you look."

    "Ho."

    A skinny middle-aged man impressed with his eyesight begins his narrative without being asked.

    "That masked sister told me to spread the weapon. You can do whatever you want. If you can shake a weapon, then you win. Five thousand gold coins as a prize."

    "That''s a lot of confidence."

    If you look, there are some leather bags near the pile of weapons. You know, they''re packing gold coins.

    "More than that, you''re the one who said..."

    "Alana."

    "Of course not."

    At that moment, I saw eye to eye with the masked woman at the center.

    Even when it comes to masks, it doesn''t cover the entire face. The only part covered with a black mask is the nose to the bottom. But the best thing she should hide is her eyes.

    Swordswallowing, belligerent, eyes that emit dangerous light.

    The gaze emitted from it shoots through Valtrude as if it were provocative.

    Flaming redhead swayed.

    I''m laughing. He''s laughing at Valtrude, who doesn''t try.

    But you seem qualified to do just that.

    I care about arms that are too long and unbalanced, but their standing behavior and the atmosphere that holds them together outweigh even first-rate adventurers.

    "It''s like a beast."

    "It''s quick to see if it''s a beast or not. Idiots think it''s like resting, right?

    "No, you can''t."

    Stronger than earlier, Arrena stops. You may be unconscious, but you are aware of their danger.

    In this minute, she''s going to stand up to it if she can handle it.

    (Probably. No, you''ll never win)

    Alana is not weak either, but her opponents are of different stature.

    It''s as if you''re not a person.

    But the same - it was actually brighter - reminds Verga too of redheads, but I don''t feel evil like her.

    If it had been mutually agreed, it could not have been stopped.

    "Let''s stop today"

    "Huh. Run away."

    "No, it''s not"

    Is the mouth hidden by the mask distorted by mockery?

    With that in mind, Valtrude continued.

    "My sword is higher than five thousand gold coins"

    That''s a pure fact. Adamantine deserves that much.

    The masked martial artist rounded his eyes properly.

    "Buhhahahahahahahahaha"

    And at the next moment, I''ll give you a crazy laugh with my hands slapped so hard that the one I''m watching hurts.

    "Right or right. Then we''ll have the stakes up by the next time!

    I don''t know if there''s a next time.

    Saying so, Valtrude turned back his heel. In a hurry, Alana follows.

    A red-haired woman martial artist stares at her back like that, but she doesn''t mind. I knew it would never strike me. Not with reason, but with swordsman sympathy.

    But is the purpose just to wind up the weapon?

    Maybe we should ask Larsia to do some surveillance.

    While walking early, retrieve the notebook. And don''t forget that thought, fill it in with the ballpoint pen Yut gave me.

    An obnoxious word.

    I couldn''t even flatter her as pretty, but she seemed satisfied.

 276 9. Time spent by two

    Yut''s private room is well appointed in the fortress of Falve. But rather than a private room - not a bedroom - the reality is almost equal to a hypnotic room. It''s good to say you''re almost famously innocent.

    "It was easy to move because of the situation."

    "No hassle, no need to thank me."

    In just a few hours of his absence, he told Larsia from Exile that he had moved the room, and Yut collapsed on the spot.

    However, it moves to a somewhat larger room and is only a change to the extent that there are more beds.

    Yes. There were two beds. Separate.

    But now we''re all gathered on Yut''s bed.

    "The village chief in Kaiye has been well briefed on the Carriage Railroad and the school."

    At night, Valtrude looks up at this one on the bed, reporting with a glittering look.

    Just saying praise me.

    "Thank you, thank you for your help."

    Through the crisp, stroking her fianc¨¦e''s hair smoother as silk and more beautiful than gold, with an enlightened smile that can even be considered divine.

    To the feel of its large and warm hands, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia narrowed her eyes in a pleasant manner.

    "Then again, I sent Hardenturm''s guard forward because I felt like I was going to get twisted if I kept going."

    Both cases have been reported by Yut from Allena - who had a tired look on her face.

    As a result, there is no difference between the two stories, but there was a huge separation between the nuances.

    If you believe what Valtrude happily tells you, you will have crossed the bridge without a great deal, and with Alaina''s adoption of it, the bridge will have been a hell of a unstable suspension bridge.

    I had obtained a new digital video camera in order to return it to Vainamarinen in this deal with Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend), but I should have given it to Allena for filming.

    No, I might just get more extra worries. There are many things in the world that you don''t need to know or know.

    "Oh, thank God. At Val''s discretion, no problem."

    However, whatever the process, I am sure Yut''s burden has been reduced. There, you must admit it properly.

    (Would this be a good consideration...)

    With that in mind, Yut moved his hand from his fianc¨¦e''s hair to her cheek, which was as beautiful and superb as a white magnet, caressing her dog to do so.

    It is also interesting for her fingertips to touch her ears from time to time and react with fright because she also seems to feel happy and comfortable.

    (No, what if it''s funny)

    Think about Valtroude, who told me the results of her work without giving in.

    To be honest, I didn''t raise my hands in favor of her being involved in internal affairs. Because there is also a problem with proper materials, and I felt that it might be impossible to do something.

    Nevertheless, when it comes to lords doing lord''s work, you can''t even disagree. I don''t mean to be a puppet - etc., but I''m also angry that you think I''m spoiling it.

    But as I initially thought, I was starting to feel different about the escape caused by the loss of the God-forsaken sword Divine Subjugator and the fact that I was trying to get involved in my internal affairs from a weird sense of duty.

    So I still don''t know what kind of mood change it is.

    "Yut, how was it in Wang Du?

    "I''ve been talking to you about the Verga Empire."

    Hearing the ominous name, Valtrude hardened himself.

    He grips to wrap Yut''s hand around him stroking his face, prompting him to continue.

    "Mostly, you''re what Verga thinks. Except for the Empire, it seems the kings of all races are competing for each other''s championship."

    "Successor the strongest...? Doesn''t that mean you don''t mind if we join the war?

    "Sharp."

    Naturally, Yut, too, thought about the possibility.

    In fact, their destruction of the kings of the races is the shortcut to peace for the people living in the prints of the Verga Empire and the surrounding states.

    "But I''m sure Verga knew we''d think so."

    "... what do you mean?

    "Val or I will be the heir to the empire, and the evil demigod will return there. Don''t you feel like Verga''s right?

    "Spicy"

    If you''re doomed, you just have to be honest and stay doomed.

    Yes, Valtrude grabs his mouth.

    "Well, at least ten years. Normally, decades will be ahead of us, and let''s hope for a re-education of the Hellenonian God"

    "What can we do with education, that''s..."

    I believe as a servant of the Hellenonian God, but I have also exchanged dried goats directly, and I understand very well about Verga.

    That''s a woman who doesn''t care about harm if it''s for a purpose.

    "But I can''t even leave you alone. It won''t be until we have the system in place, but in the name of rescuing human slaves, we''re going to be sending out troops. In conjunction with the Cronican kingdom."

    "We''re in, aren''t we?

    "I guess you can''t just leave me alone."

    Yut also has the task of creating reception destinations for the rescued people, but I don''t think he will leave behind the absolute power of the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Rather, depending on the timing, Valtrude could have stayed.

    Anyway, you two are getting married.

    So far, with tacit understandings, it doesn''t extend to any more than it was before my date with Verga. There are lights and shame, but I didn''t know the love I had grown without doing that was becoming a disciple.

    "And then they want a lot of nobles at our wedding."

    "Can''t those who come not refuse?

    "What if they can''t get in the falve enough to come?

    "Oh...... Don''t bother."

    "I''m not in trouble."

    No matter how great magicians are, going beyond physics comes with difficulty. In the first place, I like it and don''t want to carry the hard work into it.

    "In the meantime, I decided to have rumors circulated that there might be a minute divine (avatar) descent. There was just a solemnity in each of those temples, and I guess people with dark behind them can''t come. Don''t come."

    I do not hesitate to spit out words that I could not say before King Alsace to the Virgin of Helenonia. I frowned when I heard the truth of it, but soon I realized it was true that no one could tell me, and broke my rapport.

    It''s just not the only thing I noticed.

    "Hey, Yut."

    "Hmm?"

    Valtrude, who rarely makes it hard to say. as if to hold her back with a confident offering,

    Yut strengthens his power to hold hands.

    "Isn''t that the coming of ordinary people other than nobility?

    "Huh? Oh, that...?

    It is often said to freeze, etc., but rarely really solidify and stop thinking from working. For the most part, I don''t understand what it means, I don''t want to understand it, and I want to offend you...

    At the end of the day, you have to admit.

    "You don''t want to, like, meet a minute god or something? I mean, it''s Mr. Ritna, right?

    "It''s obvious, right?

    "Something, even though you only come to us and eat and drink?

    "Didn''t you get rid of the insecticians? And the Tubassa."

    "I am, though. That''s right..."

    Yes. I have to admit.

    to the fact that if you don''t know the reality, you must be very grateful.

    "Even if it didn''t come to its worst, I wish I had a glimpse of the reputation Val?

    It can never be said that security in this world is good with subracial genus with evil phases such as goblins and bandits stretching along the streets.

    Among them, there are areas where security is abnormally maintained.

    This is Marquis Istas territory.

    "Do you want to do it somewhere else? Oh, I wonder if the village of Ozlick or something. In the direction of getting Mr. Zein to work hard."

    "Please don''t. Jii will die."

    "Mmm..."

    This is a miscalculation. I have to think about it.

    Until I think about it and figure it out, I don''t know...

    "Should I have taken what Regina just told me a little more seriously"

    "What''s wrong with you?

    "Oh. Something tells me our wedding was leaked from somewhere. You think more people are taking advantage of this, and some orders are coming to Vermilio?"

    "Hmm. That''s kind of an embarrassing story"

    "You''re getting attention, us."

    I wasn''t aware - or I wanted to turn away - of the fact being poked at and dropping my shoulders disappointingly.

    "Speaking of which, Regina was strange at the time, she was avoided by Petra, Kagra was annoyed, and bad things overlap..."

    "Didn''t you do something? Though, I don''t know either. Why don''t you ask Acorn?

    "Right. Next time, check it out."

    Where such a conclusion is drawn, the conversation stops unexpectedly.

    We stared at each other silently and our hands, which we had just held, remained firmly connected.

    I thought I was wearing this outfit for a business report.

    That freak makes me laugh unexpectedly. Even if it''s not Larsia, it''s where I can get away with it. No, if it was Larsia, you''d be laughing at Niyanya.

    "What''s wrong?

    "I just thought you were happy."

    I''m just talking about work, it''s so much fun. What can I say about not being happy?

    Yes, the moment I nearly drowned my thoughts as sweet as a pickle of honey - I understood abruptly.

    "... Was it"

    Why Valtrude suddenly tried to participate in territorial management and started studying.

    It''s not even a shock that I lost my demon sword. I didn''t even choose it as a getaway.

    (You just wanted to please me...)

    Nothing. Isn''t it exactly the same motive Yut had for trying to help Valtrude?

    "That was crazy earlier."

    "Val."

    "Hey, what''s up?"

    "I like it."

    When I tell him how I feel straight, he still hesitates in surprise.

    "Oh, shit, man."

    Such a love affection for her solicited and blocked her lips.

    Though I resisted only a little at first, after a few seconds, I keep my eyes open.

    Happy.

    I don''t even know about other humans, but still, I can assure you, they''re the happiest in the world.

    However, that happiness should be able to be deeper.

    Yut devoured the lips of one of the cutest fianc¨¦es in the world, needless to say, with one determination in his chest.

 277 1. Give me your wedding ring.

    "We apologize for the inconvenience."

    A few days later, Yut bowed his head in front of the fellows who had them assembled again in the office - except for Ritna.

    "Mm-hmm. I wish I could tell."

    Jonah stretches her back just a little and strokes her head with a good boy and a good boy. Smiling sight rather than humiliation. Besides, I feel that it was only dull this time, so I still do.

    "Sounds like Jonah knows, but I mean, it''s okay that you realize why Val''s changed, right?

    "Finally."

    Acorn makes a needless confirmation and finally raises his head. That said Yut''s expression was refreshing and fascinating.

    However, some people have trouble with that.

    For an Albino girl who is no longer within reach, however, the option of giving up on her does not exist. Now he boldly climbed to his back, twisted, and reached his shoulder.

    I mean, as usual.

    "I''m not particularly annoyed, and I have nothing to apologize for. More than that, you realize it yourself."

    Alcia smiles kindly and blesses. I didn''t expect cracks to occur now, etc., but it was the best outcome for my childhood friend, my own fianc¨¦e and both of them.

    "That, then, Jonah. Come on, Yut, get down."

    I was reluctant to pay too much attention to it than Yut would say anything, but for once, I should give you a full sermon.

    "Mmm. Alcia has an exclusive appetite"

    "It''s not like that, sir"

    Until earlier it was calm, Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter. Though not visible in the crimson eyelids, the voice is clearly angry.

    Larsia and Exile, with their gaze, said, "It''s a star!" "You were a drawing star," he tried to converse, but noticed the presence of her engagement ring, an emotion-sensitive ring, which he instantly fixed.

    Acorn nods, rather a good trend, and Yut opens his mouth to see if he should follow Jonah.

    But the idea was quickly discarded.

    In this case, it would be worse to cover it badly, but Yona''s damage is enormous.

    "If Arcia tells you, you have no choice."

    An albino girl who sensibly perceives the division between heaven and Nara and snuggles down from her shoulders like a retrograde imbecile. And now he dived into Arcia, sitting on the couch. Sweet as a cat on your lap, pleasant.

    "Totally......"

    If you have no choice, I''ll let you sit on your knees properly. This is the guardian who thinks he''s toughest on Jonah. I was about to hear Tertione''s evil behavior in taking care of him at the elementary school.

    "Well, you didn''t just call us in, did you?

    "Of course it is"

    Yut, who had been standing, also sat next to Larsia, facing the acorns and alsias on the couch across the street. Exile sits directly on the floor between walls.

    (I wonder if we should even have a bigger couch...)

    I didn''t realize the need because if I could, I wouldn''t be able to sit down, but I might as well do that. However, when I do that, I''m going to get more and more settled in...

    Apart from such thinking, Yut speaks the truth.

    "Let''s give Val a wedding ring."

    "That''s natural, but didn''t you ask your uncles?

    "apart from that."

    "Oh. You mean the magic item?

    Acorn also receives a guardianship ring as an engagement ring, just as Arcia was given an emotion-sensitive ring. Its triple diamond (diamond) ring can nullify up to three times the physical and mental damage suffered by the wearer.

    Naturally, I''m giving Valtrude a special engagement ring, but is it going to do the same this time?

    "Uh-huh. Hard to put into words."

    But that''s not what I''m talking about, Yut shakes his head. or so, I couldn''t say exactly what to do.

    All the desire to give something is ahead, and the image hasn''t solidified.

    "Is that it? Aren''t you supposed to give me your weapon?

    There, Larsia raised a voice of doubt that seemed unexpected. I hear it''s a weapon, and Exile reacts perfectly.

    "Weapons, weapons..."

    Gift a weapon that will replace the Succubus Sword. The idea didn''t seem bad. But if you look away and see if you can accept it.

    Given their background and thoughtfulness, they cannot be mildly described as alternatives, etc.

    "Val told me to be careful because some suspicious sister was in Hardenturm, so I thought it was definitely relevant"

    "Huh? I didn''t ask you?

    "Really?

    In an unexpected development, the meadow species (Magner) rounded their eyes with vegetables. Apparently, he was distracted by the work story and forgot to tell Yut.

    "Well, isn''t it like Val?

    "Right."

    "I want you to share that sweetness"

    As friends as childhood friends and fellow lovers of the same man, the two try to cover Valtrude, but only to the extent that they are spotted by the youngest girl.

    "In the meantime, that''s what I heard -"

    Larsia, who has only gotten a little serious, conveys as much information as she knows about red-haired women martial artists wearing masks.

    "Redhead......"

    "Now, my cousin is looking for me."

    "You had a member who wasn''t back at the snail yet."

    Having cowed the society behind Hardenturm, Larsia had also invested in tourism, such as the Bold Iron Castle Crystal Iron Castle, and had also been active in the social reintegration of those who had inevitably lost themselves to the back society.

    "Some people are unfamiliar with the world of light."

    "Larsia, too, should go out under the light with Eliza and Ritna"

    "Hey. This rock giant (Jarloot), he''s too married to let the wind blow."

    He''s got kids, too.

    "Damn. Lose!

    In terms of winning and losing, Larsia is losing to Queen Elizabeth and Ritna.

    However, Yut had the tenderness not to point it out.

    "It depends on the findings, but if Val hasn''t refused to be evil, don''t you even need to care that much...?

    "That''s right. Well, if you''re just a martial artist, I don''t think it''s okay to leave you alone."

    "As far as I''m concerned, I hope it''s a strong enemy."

    "How is that supposed to be a fight?

    Acorn''s pointing out is good, but that''s the kind of creature that rock giants are. Exile in particular.

    "Put that away, weapon. If the martial artist was a strong enemy, as Egg said, it''s not enough."

    There is no objection from anywhere to that perception. It doesn''t extend to the Devil''s Sword, but it can be used quite well. That''s why it''s spare.

    "Oh. Maybe I was alarmed that Verga was gone, but I don''t know if I might run into an enemy comparable to the evil demigod again. Well, I can deal with them then."

    "I can''t get tired of just Talaskus..."

    There was a nod to Exile''s allegations, but that''s not the only practical aspect.

    "After all, I want Val to have the sword he deserves"

    It may be annoying to the person. Still, that''s what I think.

    So maybe it''s a good idea to give Val a new sword.

    "Brave man, are you going to give me a sword instead of a wedding ring?

    "Sure, it''s not normal..."

    That comes very firmly. Looks like Valtrude.

    "However, if that happens, there will be problems with the production period, and they will be allowed to use the rewards of the example..."

    "What, you can''t disagree"

    Larsia is the only one who put it out in his mouth and said it, but all the same feelings are conveyed in the atmosphere.

    "Thanks"

    Yut bows his head again and the policy is decided.

    "But what sword are you going to ask of the Hellenonian God?

    Ask Alcia if she doesn''t have to be consulted, besides, because it is Valtrude who uses it. To her, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) shook his head and replied.

    "No, don''t ask me. Let''s make the best sword ever."

    "Wow. Best sword ever."

    The first thing I ate was still supposed to be Exile.

    "And you make it"

    "Of course, it''s not like I''m gonna hit it."

    "It wasn''t the carpenter who built the Falun Temple, it was the Holy Prince."

    Smiled stories that only Japanese students would understand, Yut verifies real life problems.

    "What do you want the material for? I don''t care how much money it costs, you can choose all you want."

    "How about a crystal iron? The best sword is good, but a gift would also require consideration"

    "Sure, it would be easy for you to take it if it was Bold Iron...... That''s heavy as a weapon, but that''s all the Dwarf artisans told me before."

    "If it''s Val, weight doesn''t matter"

    I don''t know if it''s a muscle-building exile tattoo to the rock giants, but I can''t even argue with you because you''re actually right.

    "Right...... But I can''t even dare. I''d like to use it somewhere though..."

    "Well, shouldn''t I talk to an expert there?

    "Oh well. Dravaels..."

    Bearded dwarves, who made the Tubasa perform outrageously. If they are, even for this impossible challenge. No, I can''t. It''s a challenge, so he''ll be thrilled to cooperate.

    However, we must proceed so that Valtrude does not find us.

    "You can''t go anywhere with Moments (Teleport)."

    "But how many times do I have, even Val, I suspect"

    Jonah''s point is the best. Something, I need a reason to camouflage.

    "Okay. I''ll make the city"

    A few minutes later, Yut came to the conclusion.

    When I heard that, Acorn held his head.

    "Brave man... You okay?

    "He said it was okay."

    That being said, I feel the need for an explanation.

    "Alcia, you know what I mean.

    "Oh, you know what?"

    Yut''s inquiry itself was a hint.

    "The leased land of the Cronican kingdom was close to the dwellings of the Dravaels."

    This means that if it''s in the name of creating a city that serves as a trading hub, you won''t be suspicious if you go out frequently.

    I do not believe that an important case of trade with neighbouring countries will be used in the blind eye.

    "That''s so rude to them, too."

    "Work goes fast, so I''d rather you thank me."

    Yut ran out of cowardice.

 278 2. City building in neighboring countries

    The kingdom of Rotosilt borders on the west, the kingdom of the gods of Chronica. These two countries have been gods of good and have also been friends for many years.

    But at least from the Rotosilt Kingdom side, I didn''t fully trust my neighbor. That is also evident from the placement on the western border of a powerful nobleman named Border Uncle.

    The Rotosilt kingdom has the insistence that it has been invaded and bounced back by the Verga Empire for many years. In contrast, the Kingdom of the Chronica God takes pride in being a land of God''s grace, such as fertile arable land and the existence of the Divine Capital.

    Though never on the table, among the Rotosilt kingdoms was the thought that the prosperity of the Cronican god kingdom was because they were "walls". Conversely, it is also believed that without our supplies the Rotosilt kingdom should be hungry.

    In this way, from the national sentiment - not to the point of hostility - there are, in part, two countries where there is something that must be calm.

    Among other things, King Alsace bounced back the invasion of the Verga Empire, and the evil empress ascended to heaven with the work of the Marquis of Istas and others.

    This has led to deep relief in both countries.

    And this time, the city was to be created as a trading hub. This is also noted as a symbol of the two countries moving on to the next stage.

    Visit to a new era.

    Enough to give you that hunch.

    You must not have thought that, for example, construction would begin as a camouflage to make a memento of your marriage.

    "Are you sure you want to be in a land like this?

    Only a few days after being contacted by the neighbouring Marquis of Istas, the bishop (Bishop) Gilronto, who serves the Nerla God, went as far as to guide the candidate.

    Temple of Nerla, goddess of the moon, which essentially unites the resting capital of Nerkut and its surroundings. Its bishop, the elf man in charge of the out-of-court, confirms in surprise.

    "Yeah, you''re right."

    Where to make today''s inn. Much easier than that, Yut nodded.

    And look around again.

    Behind you, harsh mountain skin.

    The neighborhood is wilderness - not that, but there is little cultivated land or anything like that in the mountains. I mean, I don''t even see a settlement. There are just pompous people who make hunter huts and charcoal grills their business.

    Is it salvation that the ground is flat because it is a basin? Size, too, is likely to hold just a thousand units of population, but so far it''s hard to say it''s a benefit.

    If it''s about Komura, you can probably handle it by digging a well, but if it''s the size of a town, it''s going to be difficult to secure water.

    It was visible that problems would arise in the future, even though it was essentially only the hub of the transaction, since there would be a small number of merchants to visit.

    "That means that you have the means to do something about it?

    Bishop Gilront asks as he triumphs over the holy seal that designs the full moon. Not well-behaved, but since that time - when Yut blew through all sorts of impossible challenges - it had become a habit.

    "First, I''m going to build a tunnel around there to connect the carriage railroad that stretched out of Mainz to this point."

    Point to some of the mountain skin as you look at the wood paper with the simple diagram on it. Now I also thought it would be an architectural site if I wore a helmet, but the explanation goes on without delay.

    "Naturally, we will also lay a carriage railway inside the tunnel. Think about the future, in a double line between up and down, right? And on the mountainside of the city, we''ll set up a material storage and inspection yard."

    "Weren''t you supposed to take no tariffs?

    "I have trouble transporting illegal goods."

    That''s right, the Elf bishop nodded.

    But I got the plan, but I can''t come up with a specific picture surface. It''s easy if you just say so, but I don''t see the means to make that happen as if I could.

    "But let''s develop a business relationship facility around where we stand right now. In the inn, the stable, the exchange. And some buildings that each chamber of commerce branch can keep. Well, it won''t be that difficult because it doesn''t need to be that big."

    From him, who literally created Falv from scratch, I''m sure he does. Unless it''s the words of the Great Mage (Arch Mage), it''s what''s considered a madman''s paranoia.

    "So fine, we''ll have extra land"

    "I guess so."

    "So I''m going to dig a hole in that area and build a water field"

    "Build? Water farm?

    "Yes."

    Theoretical Spells of the Ninth Staircase, "Running (Tidal Bore)".

    An aggressive spell that summons large quantities of water from the source world of water and pushes it all away, but the water itself is clean and can withstand drinking. On the contrary, it tastes much better than the well water around it.

    "In the meantime, let''s see how it feels to add when we run out of water and find a fundamental solution sooner or later"

    "... that would be nice"

    But Bishop Gilront was pessimistic. In mountains far from rivers and ponds, reservoirs are not easy to build.

    And this is only, leasehold land. Land that should be returned to the kingdom of the Chronica in a few years, or decades.

    Perhaps you''re going to hold the lifeline in anticipation of that. If you can''t keep it, it doesn''t make sense where you got it back.

    Of course, Yut didn''t think that far either. I just do that because I have the means to replenish it.

    "I see. I understand you''re going to use your theoretical spell to proceed with maintenance."

    Perhaps you also think you can do something about digging tunnels with spells. The truth is that we use the jewels of the land, which are treasures (artifacts), but if we are mistaken, we do not need to correct them.

    "Then all we can do here is to improve the streets and build the facilities so far."

    "If possible, I want you to focus on making your way. Exactly, because I can''t give you a hand."

    It''s a shame.

    Blending about forty percent of the seriousness to the joke, the Elf bishop laughs. I don''t know how far I could feel its sincerity, but Yut was also followed and smiled.

    "By the way, what are we going to do with the name of the town?"

    In a way, the most important issue.

    When he tried to bring it up, he found a brilliant beauty at the edge of his sight and Yut accidentally set himself up.

    If you had stumbled into sight, or if you had noticed it was slowly approaching, you wouldn''t have reacted like this.

    A reaction because it suddenly appeared.

    Bishop Gilronto realizes it too, turning in advance.

    And when I thought I was stiff for a moment, I moaned my beautiful blonde hair and knelt on the spot in a flowing act.

    "It is an unexpected joy to see His Majesty the King of God in awe"

    The priests of the Kingdom of the Chronica God are the only ones who should drip their heads apart from the God they serve. The Divine King is elected to one another by the Archbishop, who unites the five Divine Capitals.

    A great being appeared to the planned land of a town without any foretaste and yet to be named.

    The bishop of the elf, even though the distance was still far away, probably knelt in order to tell Yut who she was.

    Yut also bows his head, not kneeling, but righting his residence, and welcomes a sudden visitor.

    "There is no need for such gratitude. Because Seneca is now visiting as a servant of the Fermina God, not the King of God."

    Cool, Rin voice, as if ringing a bell made of magical silver (Mithral). If something called beauty existed, Seneca, the Divine King, was precisely its bearer.

    "It''s a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty. This is Yut Amaxa, patron duke of the Rotosilt kingdom."

    "Welcome, Grand Mage. I''ve heard rumors."

    Take Yut''s strong greeting with a soft smile and embrace it gently. I have met Verga, Elizabeth, Eudit and a woman in a noble capacity, but she is the closest to the public image of the "princess".

    Chestnut hair is long and even close to the candle. If you untie the intricately braided hair, you''ll be on the ground.

    Overall, it is smooth, but will the height be only slightly lower? I don''t even know the style because I''m dressed in a silk garment with lots of decorations.

    But that would be the end of the story.

    Not only that costume, but also the large almond-shaped eyes, her very presence shines.

    (From what I''ve seen, you look beautiful next to Val)

    As a yut, I give my utmost - but I can''t tell anyone - praise only in my heart. By the way, in Yut, Verga is treated as a different department.

    "Your Majesty. Why, to a land like this...?

    Not even the resting capital of Nercoot, the land of the periphery.

    anomalies such as the visit of the King of God without touching there and without taking a confession.

    Yut, too, tried not to show it on his face, but he frowned. There should not have been any free-moving spells in the Divine Spells, like Moving Moments (Teleport).

    Nor have I heard of any spells from Arsia that would allow the emergence of Seneca the Divine King.

    Do you have any tricks? Or is there a spell known only to the Divine King or a special magic item?

    But the thought is forced to be interrupted in her words.

    "Seneca was commissioned and came to give you a book"

    "Oh, to me...?

    Impact enough that the vegetables are going to come out unintentionally and have to be fixed in advance. I don''t remember anything at all.

    "Yes."

    A smile as if to melt a man''s heart, worthy of calling him the earthly proxy of the Sun God. Just look, it warms my heart.

    Yut remembers the fable of the North Wind and the Sun.

    "Deliver this one"

    "It''s..."

    "The Secret of Ducommerce?

    Never heard of it, but the tip was in its title.

    Make it the patron saint of Dwarves, the god of blacksmiths du commerce. The content can be inferred from the fact that its name is given. And from the reaction of Bishop Gilront, it would be valuable - possibly outdoors - books.

    "Go ahead."

    In her slender arms, having a metal fitting book would be a pain in the ass. Worry about the Divine King, who only distorts his expression slightly, overtook the question of whether it is good to receive it.

    "Maybe this..."

    Put it in your hand, it''s the first time you notice. This is not just a book.

    "Relics?"

    "They say it''s a forbidden book. Whatever it is, it''s the Book of Deeds that God himself wrote."

    Artifacts that are endowed with magical powers are called magic objects, whether they are theoretical or divine, and those that are more powerful than them and have more hands or powers than people are called treasures (artifacts).

    Technically speaking, sacred relics are also a form of treasure, but they are specially distinguished because the power of the gods, large and small, dwells only marginally.

    In that sense - of what the Dravaels are overhand - will the Tubasa also be a sacred relic of the Hellenonian gods?

    "How did you get this?

    Now that I''m about to strike Valtrude''s sword, it''s just a boat across the street. At the same time, I feel like I''m being spotted.

    "As I said, by the divine"

    "I see..."

    Let Valtrude own a new weapon and what do you want to do? I don''t know the intentions of the gods, but I can tell by the look in her eyes that she has no heart. The more ridiculous it is to doubt, the more innocent it is.

    "Thank you, I''ll borrow it"

    So Yut received it as it was.

    Because it''s not for me, it''s for the people I love.

    "But unfortunately, it''s not just that. Even though you can return it, I''ll lend you a valuable book."

    "Naturally. consideration is that this Yut Amaxa must"

    It is not a loan between countries. It was not even the Marquis Istas family, but declared it to be a liability of Yut individuals.

    But I don''t even realize that that''s the other guy''s - the Seneca''s, not the Chronica Divine Kingdom''s - as I see it.

    "Yes, but the time is not yet right to receive the consideration. Right. Will you see Seneca again when the marriage ceremony is over"

    "Must."

    The face to face with Seneca, the Divine King, began abruptly and thus ended in a short time.

 279 3. Best Sword (Previous)

    Having had an unexpected encounter with the Divine King, Yut visited Dravael''s residence shortly thereafter using the spell "Long Flight (Ower Flight)".

    This is our original destination.

    I don''t want to know on my own, but there''s no particular reason to hesitate the second time.

    If we don''t get picked up anyway, we enter the cave where the Dravaels live and reach a space full of lava with troublesome orders - or challenges.

    Even when defended by the Heat and Cold Resistance (Coginess) spell, the environment still feels breathless. But for them, the fairies of blacksmiths, it''s the location of the outfit.

    "Here''s another favor for you."

    There are only rocks and lava around.

    Nevertheless, Yut spoke up in affection.

    "Oh, long time no see"

    A voice comes from that rock. At the same time, a chick and a dwarf appeared.

    Lava Fairy Dravael.

    The dark brown hair and mustache have no discerning border and cover almost the entire body. Though wearing clothes, they were crude and still made little sense hiding in my hair.

    Neither can facial expressions be known by the large nose and eyes alone, which are slightly glimpsed from between the mustache and the hair.

    Dwarves call them bigots, but they surround the familiar archmage (Archmage) to show how welcoming they are.

    Where the hell did you say you were lurking all this time? No, was what was seen as a rock a lava fairy?

    Soon, surrounded by dozens of dravaels.

    There was also intense enthusiasm, and Yut''s perception swayed. When I used to come, I was with Alcia, and I might have unconsciously relied on her perceptual abilities due to her crimson eyelids.

    But this time, for a surprise''s sake, we need to act alone.

    "First, instead of saying hello..."

    Remove the global liquor from the infinite storage bag. Previously, only a little bit was consumed by the Divine Body (Avatar), but not this time.

    sake, whiskey, shochu, wine, plum wine, etc. The more alcohol the tavern is likely to open, the more it piles up in front of the Dravaels.

    The Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) is more familiar to me, and I don''t have to say anything, it has enough liquor stores for me to prepare. The material brought back by his real name is invaluable and immense, so it is a trivial consideration. There is no need to shy away.

    "You want a drink?

    "Of course."

    Last time, I drank it up on my own. With that in mind, is there a lot of trust with them as well?

    (It''s called Grandpa of Vainamarinen, is it a nature favored by bigoted old men...)

    Honestly, I think from the bottom of my heart that I want to shy away. But you can''t say that Zein in the village of Ozlick likes you.

    (Safe, Safe)

    Consoling my mind with exceptions, most liquor bottles were already empty. Indeed, the Dravaels gather dozens with straw. Maybe it would be a moment if I drank in that number of people, but it''s too soon. Through the zaru, I suspect the bottom is missing.

    "This time, I wanted you to make a sword."

    "Don''t you need a weapon?

    "The ship is like a weapon."

    "Sorry, things have changed."

    "And more. To whom and what sword to make."

    Flipping the foreword does not seem particularly problematic.

    Actually, I thought I might be turned down at this point, but it was a total concern.

    "Valtrude...... Can you tell by that cathedral knight? He was with me when I asked him to hand over the ship..."

    "Oh. That second girl (stomach)"

    Apparently, the first Alcia to accompany you is the best. Valtrude seems to be recognised as number two. Besides, it seems difficult to correct it.

    "Oh, it''s that Valtrude. Next time you''re going to marry me, I want to give you a sword to commemorate."

    "Oh. I don''t know."

    "Kids, make it. A lot."

    "If you don''t tell me, I''ll make it."

    "You''re cheeky. But what about the best girl?"

    "''Cause I''m gonna take good responsibility"

    "I don''t know."

    "Not worthy men."

    Yut understood.

    When you''re dealing with a decent person, you can''t go on talking. We should push it out, even if it''s somewhat forceful.

    "Previously, I had a long sword (long sword) from the Hellenonian god, Divine Subjugator, which I lost in the last battle."

    Yes. I didn''t hesitate to throw down my weapon to save myself.

    I never find that attractive. But I want to tell you how grateful I am.

    "So, not instead, but I want to give her my best sword"

    "The best..."

    "A sword..."

    The moment I hear that phrase, the Dravaels come together and put their arms together.

    The first time I saw him, he might have been under pressure from the difference, but now he looks very humorous. I guess I got used to the mini golems on the Tubassa.

    Still, when I circled around Yut, this one''s eyes were going to turn, and I could see the heat and even the hallucinations of Dravaels becoming butter.

    "Are you going to make it with a long sword?

    "A two-handed sword will do the trick."

    "Not the strongest, but the best sword."

    "Is that one of the strongest?

    "Of course not. Say it. Two or three of the strongest."

    "Well, it''s hard to make a wave and say it''s the strongest one."

    "Hmm."

    somehow conveys what you are arguing about. But with all the mixed dialects and strong adhesions, I''m going to lose sight of where I am. It''s also good and bad to be automatically translated.

    "Well, then, let''s make each one"

    "Really? Will the ingredients be Adamantine"

    "How about magical silver?"

    "Is there any cold steel in Naruto?"

    "The second girl is a cathedral knight. Besides, you can''t say Naruto''s metal is the best."

    "Sure, it sounds like Valtrude."

    Finally, I could pinch my mouth.

    It reminds me of the existence of a relic (relic) that I had forgotten because I had been overwhelmed.

    "That''s right. I owe you one, I keep one of these."

    From an infinitely stored bag, a metal fitted book that was removed. Recently deposited from Seneca, king of God, the secret of Ducommerce.

    I haven''t even checked the contents that I wouldn''t understand anyway, but I guess the commissioning went down to give it to them, so no problem.

    "Ho ho. Master Ducommerce''s book of honor."

    "Are you serious?"

    "I don''t know about this guy."

    "No, because it''s a borrowing..."

    I have trouble being praised.

    Without knowing such an inside of Yut, the Dravaels glance over the pages of the Holy Relics.

    I don''t want it to get dirty or torn because I''m giving it back - where the wind blows, such as his worry. It is turned and read more and more like a basketball, and my voice grows from time to time.

    "Don''t just think about ingredients, Akane"

    "Again, the furnace."

    "The hammer, the gold bed."

    "Besides, I don''t know how to make it. It''s like a mountain."

    I don''t know what it said, but he''s definitely inspired by a lot of things.

    "Tell me if you need anything. ''Cause I''ll gather it whenever I can."

    "Both Adamantine and magic silver must still have had the rest before, right?

    "Mm-hmm. Quite the problem"

    "If you want the best, you want other ingredients too"

    "It''s just iron. I don''t need it anymore."

    "I''ll get back to you."

    "Uh. Speaking of which, it''s not metal."

    A mundane thought.

    The moment I tried to mouth it, Dravaels stopped the argument and I''ve been looking at this one all at once.

    My indented eyes are shimmering and my gaze is gathering.

    I''m not scared, but I retreat after not thinking of its force.

    "I don''t know what you mean by not metal."

    "How... I don''t know much about you, but there are people who use dragon claws and fangs as weapons material..."

    Woldan, a dragon engineer, met in Folio-Farina.

    I feel comfortable putting the remains of the dragon on the top while making a suggestion to use them other than weapons, but I can''t help but remember.

    "Dragon!

    "He''s blind."

    "Oh, it doesn''t have to be iron..."

    I noticed it on the way.

    I wonder if it would be rude to suggest to them, who are blacksmith fairies, that they use dragon claws, fangs, etc.

    But they were even pure.

    The impossibility brought in by Yut - he''s trying to work me second to my own hold to create the best sword.

    I even remember being moved by that attitude.

    "With the craftsman, the dragon''s fangs and nails, I''ll have them here."

    "Okay. I can''t make an appointment, but I''ll talk to you."

    Can a normal person handle these Dravaels? Or will craftsmen be willing to argue with each other?

    More important than I thought.

    While he felt that way, Yut couldn''t stop his cheeks from loosening naturally.

 280 4. The Gift of the Cathedral Knight (Previous)

    "Is this what it is today..."

    Valtrude, who glanced at the processed documents, nodded satisfactorily, stretching wide as he sat in his chair.

    The satin blouse prepared by Acorn perfectly fits her luminous limbs and shows off the beautiful curves at all costs.

    Hidden and invisible at the desk, the lower body wears slim denim brought in from Earth, stylish and contemporary. It floats from the indoor landscape, but when she wears it, it looks like the surroundings are out of place.

    Have you gotten used to it lately, or have you become less embarrassed to be addressed with new clothing as an advertising tower in Vermilio? That''s not because Yut seems happy. At least, in Valtrude, it is.

    "To be honest, Dal-Lukash didn''t think Valtrude Istas was so diligent"

    "A word you say to a man after work, is that it?"

    I snort at the words of the unhesitant Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon), but I guess I have some awareness. There is no further objection.

    That was her, but she had the clerk''s office ready at some stage of remembering the reading and writing of the letters, making it easy - but requiring the signature of the lord - to make a decision on the paperwork.

    Valtrude, Marquis of Istas, who performs the duties.

    It was, until just a moment ago, a metaphor for the same nonexistent objects that fish walk on land.

    "What if the lord didn''t have an office in the first place?"

    - Though the opinion came from some meadow species (Magner), it was too true and conversely silenced by everyone.

    "Nevertheless..."

    While playing with the processed documents with his fingers, Valtrude thinks.

    Do I really need all this paperwork just to spend my days? It is only a recourse to projects already accepted by Yut and Old Claude, such as the budget execution of magic drugs (potions) to be deployed in the towns and villages of Falve, permits to open stores and accept immigrants from outside the territory, but could we leave it more to the clerks in the field?

    "When bureaucrats eventually become monsters (monsters) with self-preservation as their first priority, Dal-Lukash thinks"

    "... ask me to understand"

    "Self-consciousness becomes enlarged when it is for the good of the country and the public that they themselves take power, and they make the mistake of saying that maintaining their own power is a sine qua non for prosperity. Therefore, authority needs to be decentralized and those who stand on top need to be closely monitored and controlled"

    "... found out I don''t understand"

    Would Yut explain it more plainly?

    (No, don''t even feel like you could give up explaining along the way...)

    Or, in anticipation of this happening, you must not explain it beyond your control from the outset.

    "In the meantime, I also found out that you need my job"

    "It''s superimposed. Dal-Lukash is also pleased that the burden of the Lord of Dal-Lukash is reduced"

    "Otherwise I''ll be in trouble"

    For that reason, I work hard at unfamiliar work.

    "In the meantime, I''m done for today"

    "Right. I''m sorry, but can you get me Arcia and Acorn?"

    "I understand."

    Flushing rainbow hair, the terminal of Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash exits with the paperwork.

    Compared to Yut''s stuff, Valtrude waited for his mates as they slammed into a slightly smaller executive desk.

    A pleasant sense of fatigue and accomplishment.

    This is no different than the training of swords. It means you can work hard if you think it''s for Yut. Even if you are slow to read the text and follow the signs.

    "Val, did they call you?

    After a while, Acorn''s voice sounds from outside the door at the same time as Knock.

    "Oh. Come on in."

    Valtrude, who quickly settled in, welcomes her and the Arcia behind her.

    Like a desk, it''s a pretty small room compared to Yut''s office. Since there was no sofa for visitors, two simple chairs were arranged.

    "When Dal-Lukash called me out, I thought something was up. But when you think calmly, it''s weird that the dragons are in the administration."

    "The Marquis Istas (here) have no choice but to convince us that''s the place."

    Looking at the two of them sitting in a chair and having a chat, Valtrude cuts out an errand to go straight in.

    "Actually, I want to give Yut something and I want him to talk to me."

    "I see. So now you''ve been called"

    Acorn smiles bitterly and nods. What a good time story that was.

    Just now, Yut is supposed to travel to the Kingdom of the Chronica God -. No, I''m actually going, but my real destination is different.

    Yuut vacating Falve for a surprise to Valtrude.

    At that time of his absence, she similarly aims for surprises.

    Acorn and Arcia secretly smiled at the thought between similarities.

    "It''s a gift for Yuto. Sure, we''re just getting it."

    Valtrude glances at his chest.

    Care about the cautious swell compared to the two of you - it''s not about. The gaze is poured into a bold iron (crystal iron) necklace from Yut.

    An angel in a delicate shape, it''s a gift to commemorate your first date.

    "It is. So I want to give you something that''s going to be a memorial."

    "I see."

    Acorn, too, knows exactly how Valtrude feels. and lovers of Yut. So to speak, I''m a comrade.

    "Then you can''t disappear, can you? Like food or soap..."

    "It''s a souvenir."

    Arcia nodded beside him, too. It''s not like we''ve been dating for a long time, but we don''t have any problems with values or nearby communication.

    "In the first place, I don''t know what to do with giving the brave man food. It''s not Jonah."

    "I''d love to eat it."

    "Right."

    For better or worse, aside from his innocent childhood friends, the Archbishop of Truss-Sink (Patriarch) puts his hand on the temple and ponders it.

    The habit of making presents for birthdays and some anniversary is also found in this Brewers, but it is not that widespread.

    Besides, as an adventurer, I managed my wealth throughout the party, and from there, I thought about balance and spent it on purchasing magic fixtures, or distributing funds to individuals.

    Not that it''s a shared property, but it''s the same origin. As a result, there was little sense in itself of purposefully buying something from someone.

    On top of that, Arcia mouths one suggestion.

    "Not that I''m paying you back, but how about something like an accessory?

    "Like a ring or a necklace? It''s true, pairing is a classic."

    "Pairing? Yeah, I''ve heard of a pair of earrings that will allow you to talk to each other."

    "A little different, but that''s the point"

    What Valtrude is saying is that Acorn speaks of doubts while hitting on it as if it were some kind of transceiver.

    "But aren''t you a little too restrained to be able to talk away even after you know where the brave man is?

    "Really? I have trouble being hated..."

    I find same-sex but demonic attraction to the soggy Valtrude, but this is where we should not compromise.

    "I''m sure you don''t like it."

    "After all, shouldn''t you be doing it for yourself, too?

    "Right. You know what?"

    With Alcia''s follow-up, Valtrude looks up all the time. Earlier worrying atmosphere disappeared somewhere.

    "Besides, brave men aren''t really into accessories or anything. I''ve been in uniform all my life."

    Traditionally, he wore a uniform while maintaining the same as new in the "Repair of Goods (Repair)" spell due to identity verification and comfort issues.

    But now that we''ve also started interacting with the planet, we''re piercing the style of robes in our uniforms, simply because it''s troublesome.

    No matter who else might notice, Acorn knows.

    "Since I was over there, my personal clothes have been appropriate."

    "That''s why I have the idea of giving something of good quality..."

    "I don''t have that taste."

    Humans, there are things you can''t handle. And Valtrude has nothing to do with the mentality of trying to delude it.

    Of course, it doesn''t mean it''s good if it''s open.

    "Speaking of which, Mr. Acorn,"

    "What?"

    "When you were on Earth, you never gave Yut a gift like that?

    Not so big, Valtrude''s office.

    Soon the door of silence descends and the air solidifies.

    "Do you want to hear it? Is that what you''re gonna hear, Mr. Alcia?

    The atmosphere reverted in about a minute, but Acorn''s tone was close to self-immolation.

    "I thought it might be helpful..."

    "Right. But if we were in such a relationship, maybe Val and the brave wouldn''t have gotten married. Yeah, I think so."

    "... sorry"

    A rare development in the world, where Arcia honestly apologizes after being pressured. I can''t help but step on the tiger''s tail, but Valtrude stares at the sight of it pompously.

    "Well, I swapped presents for Christmas and gave Valentine some chocolate, but hey..."

    Exquisite, to the extent that I gave you game software. Besides, I thought about doing it myself, Choice. And then it was a pretty bloody action game.

    If it means I gave away my wallet, bag, etc., it still fits.

    "Is that it? My women''s power, not low?

    "What power is that..."

    "That''s right. Anyway, you should give me something that will please you."

    We must not move on.

    Alcia uses her adventurous crisis aversion abilities to change where the conversation goes.

    "Right. Will that make a brave man want something?

    "Something I want Yut for. I mean, what do you need?

    The policy has been decided.

    It should be welcomed.

    Yet, just like earlier, the three of them were all silenced.

    It''s not creepy silence.

    Just sayin '', it''s like you''ve seen the contents of a box you shouldn''t have opened.

    "Hey, do you want something brave?

    "Rest... no. I''m gonna work for that."

    "Even though I''m in high school, I''m a workaholic...... Oh, I''d be super happy if football spread over here"

    "How is that what I can do?

    The hope of returning to Earth has already been fulfilled.

    If it''s magic equipment, I can make it myself.

    I have plenty of money.

    And I''ve got three women I love.

    Perhaps if you present it with Valtrude Cancer, you will rejoice in whatever it is, and if it is clothing, it is practical.

    But I''m squeezing my wits because that''s not going to convince me.

    Because I want you to be happy from the bottom of your heart.

    Because I want to please my loved ones.

    And yet...

    "I didn''t expect this to happen..."

    Valtrude dropped his shoulder disappointingly in his lack of merit. Neither of us can afford to comfort that.

    My fianc¨¦es'' choice of presents has taken me up the reef at the entrance.

 281 5. The Gift of the Cathedral Knight (after)

    "So I was called in?

    I can''t even say I''m upset, but what are you doing with all the geese necks? and show in attitude without putting it to words, Larsia groans deliberately.

    "Grunt."

    While distorting his expression to humiliation, Valtrude nevertheless bowed his head, though in a rusty motion.

    "Please, lend me your wisdom."

    "Also. I can''t help it."

    The teasing smile is intact, but the appearance is gone. Seeing that, Acorn and Arcia, also present, caressed their chests down with relief.

    "In the meantime, wouldn''t anything be good with the gifts of the Vals? That''s" none, "right?

    "That''s the thing. Anyway, I want to give you something Yut wants."

    "Well, that''s hard."

    "I assure you, it''s easy."

    To Acorn''s words, Larsia replied with an exaggerated nod.

    "If you want yut, you can make it yourself or get it."

    "That brings us to the same idea¡­"

    "And some of them already got what they wanted the most"

    When the meadow species (Magner) says so, they look around at the fianc¨¦es of their friends who are semi-surrounding themselves in a meaningful way - what an uncommon expression.

    "The conclusion deriving from it is one"

    "Did it go on properly?!?"

    "What did you think I was?

    "I guess it''s better not to say."

    "Acorns are dry on me, aren''t they? Well, whatever."

    Larsia cut off her words once and put them on just a little bit.

    Trickster who likes pranks and loves to snag the situation around. But among my people, I have the most experience in life and deep emotions.

    That''s the conclusion he came up with.

    "You can''t just dress like a kid and wait on the bed"

    Accurate in a way. But a throwing suggestion.

    If I say I didn''t think about it, I''d lie. Acorn and Arcia try to stand up in a casual manner.

    But it was overthrown by another one of the innocuous.

    "... What do you mean by outfits you can''t show your kids?

    Larsia can''t carry on two sentences to this either.

    Of course, I only meant about 50% of it, and I had the soul nerve to make fun of the overreacting Valtrude...

    "No way, I didn''t expect a serious response from the front."

    "I''m always serious"

    "Yes, yes, yes. Come here, Val."

    Larsia jumped off the chair and moved to the corner of the narrow Lords'' Office, where she summoned the two. They weren''t aggressive either, but if you can''t leave them alone, they move in heavy footsteps.

    "No, no, Val doesn''t know anything, either, does he? Ozric Village wasn''t that strict, was it?

    "Of course, you know what couples do for a living."

    "I mean, you don''t understand or imagine that you''re a gift."

    We all crouch in, poke each other in the knees and talk hiccups.

    Pretty unusual sight, but they''re serious. I don''t hear the content and I try not to listen, but it should be an important story.

    So Valtrude also sat silently, undisturbed.

    Exactly, I was trying to close my eyelids and shut out the extra info......

    "Yut''s gonna have a hard time."

    "Well, the part about Val not being able to do is that we work hard"

    "Me too!?"

    We''re talking important...... should be.

    "In the meantime, there''s no direction like that."

    "Well, now I can''t help it. I don''t seem to have time or spare. Now."

    "Right. Sidewalk... I don''t think so, but let''s get back to business."

    The proposed acorn slapped his hand all the way, and the suspicious rally opened. Return to the starting position as if nothing had happened.

    "Acorn...... What the hell is going on?

    "It''s okay, Val is. Stay where you are."

    Put your hand on the shoulder of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and Acorn smiles like a Mercy Mother.

    I don''t know why.

    I don''t know, but I couldn''t pursue it any further.

    "So, it''s a gift for Yuto. How about shoes?

    "Shoes? Shoes..."

    If you hadn''t thought about it, Valtrude would crush it as it were.

    "Yes, yes. You''ve been wearing it since Earth."

    "You didn''t break well."

    "I used it while cleaning it up with the Repair of Goods spell."

    The shoes Yut loves are regular casual shoes he used to go to school, although they are not ruffled to sneakers.

    Still, I guess it was more comfortable than the Brewers shoes.

    "But if you want it, now as much as you want from Earth..."

    "So make it magic."

    "I see."

    "Sure, you might be pleased if it was something useful to Yut."

    There would have been as many opportunities, but I didn''t try to change them. I guess I''m not so dissatisfied either, so I guess it comes off the meaning of ''what I want'', but I feel like you''re going to use it.

    "That''s Larsia. It''s different from us."

    "I mean, at the end of my eyes, I think your horizons were too narrow."

    "Oh, yeah. By the way, what do you want Larsia for?

    Akane trying to change the story in advance. Too blatant, wondering if he would be the target of Larsia''s attack, the meadow race pushes silently as if he had been plunged into the void.

    And I said, staring away.

    "Freedom......?

    "So I was called in?"

    When asked about a street of circumstances, Exile told him to roar in a low, heavy voice.

    Looks like one idea came out of Larsia, but I guess that wasn''t enough.

    Anyway, even if it''s a reward given by the gods, it''s a yut who didn''t ask for goods. It''s not that I don''t have any appetite, but I can describe it as dead.

    "That''s right. Shoes aren''t bad, but I think they are."

    "You better take care of your instincts."

    Two avant-gardes talking to each other nod deeply.

    "But this is a difficult question"

    With Exile, even a small room becomes even more oppressive. In such a breathless space, sip and wait for the words of the rock giant (Jarloot).

    "... you''re a child"

    "I knew I was going that way..."

    "Yeah? I was just trying to say the most delightful gift I ever had."

    "It was filthy! I was filthy!

    If Larsia had been here, she might have been purified like a vampire.

    "If I could have such a gift, it would certainly be good..."

    "Sure, yeah. I just can''t do it right now."

    Regardless of the future, I have to shake my head sideways at the moment. Suddenly you''ll just have trouble being brought in as "It''s Our Child" etc.

    "Right. It''s not a dog or cat..."

    "Then why not just a dog?

    "A dog? I see, a pet."

    That might be a good idea.

    The fianc¨¦es, knowing their drowning love for their dog Colo, smiled as they felt. I don''t know if your dog is for sale, but if you look, you''ll be able to give the puppy away.

    "But I wonder if I can take care of Yut now."

    "Let''s think the other way around. He said he might start saving jobs to take care of him."

    Alcia''s view also seemed to be a hopeful observation, but I cannot say enough that it is impossible.

    You''re a brave man.

    "It''s Yut."

    Valtrude and Acorn nod each other.

    At any rate, it could be both magic shoes and.

    "The question is, will you accept that you''re going to have yet another dog?"

    It''s not cheating, but it''s unknown what Yut thinks, given to where his dog is, even though he rarely sees him.

    At the moment when the story is about to be decided, I can let you break it with such allegations from Alcia.

    "... I see. Are you worried about that?"

    "You don''t need it, you can''t do it without it."

    Valtrude and Acorn looked at each other again with a look like they had been showered with cold water. Though I''m glad I didn''t jump cheaply, it''s about time I even got tired.

    Shoes are good enough.

    Exile opens his mouth again where so much thought has diminished.

    "Speaking of which, did you ask her?

    "You mean Jonah?

    "No, it''s Dal-Lukash. If you''re talking about Yut''s work, that dragon would know best."

    "I have an idea."

    "... is that true?

    Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash terminal returning to the office. I can''t read any emotions from those hard eyes that don''t reflect that light.

    That''s the same with Arcia wearing an emotion-sensitive ring.

    "However, Dal-Lukash says at the outset that it is extremely difficult to achieve"

    "In conclusion?

    "A casual commute with the world called Earth. Dal-Lukash recognizes that this is what the Lord of Dal-Lukash wants most at the moment"

    Several silences overshadowed the office.

    If you ask me, it sure is.

    No, everyone felt that was what Yut would want. I just didn''t come up with the means to accomplish it, so I didn''t even put it on top.

    "Is that possible?

    "It''s not impossible. Let me skip the fine theory because it won''t be understood."

    "No problem. We believe in Dal-Lukash"

    Full of overflowing vitality, Valtrude and the inorganic Dal-Lukash. The two stare at each other often from the front, easing the tension all the time.

    "The current situation, in a cycle of about 30 to 60 days, achieves several hours of commuting. Apart from that, there is a way to allow a few dozen rounds in a 3 to 5 day cycle"

    If that''s true, I can face Yut and Akane''s family more easily. Of course, with his real name.

    More than I expected, I''m about to embark on something unexpected.

    "I find it impossible to stop it more than I have revealed once. But as Dal-Lukash first warned, once again Dal-Lukash draws attention to the fact that it is very difficult"

    "Okay. So, what do I have to do?"

    Arcia says, "What do you see......" like a small voice frightened, but that''s all. I leave my judgment to Valtrude without ever trying to stop it.

    "There is a treasure (artifact) called the Infinite Portal, which is home to many gates. The upper version of Mirror of Furfrom, which became the material for dimensional doors (gates) with the Earth. No, a treasure that has become a big book"

    "Where is it?

    "In the treasure trove of the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento"

    Once one of the spouses of the dragon god Bahamut, Red Fire Dragon Parra Vent. Among the Red Dragons, the mightiest and most graceful, she was always imprisoned by too strong a desire for gold and silver treasures and banished from heaven.

    Nowadays, he said, he is drawn to the wandering aerial garden Rimnus, snatched away from the treasure trove of the gods, or permanently sleeping on the treasures he has collected over the years.

    "It is impossible to seize the gates of Nayuta without the cooperation of the Lord of Dal-Lukash. No, very difficult even with cooperation. But even now that we have lost the God-forsaken sword Divine Subjugator, suicidal acts"

    Yes, it is.

    I''d better worry about that.

    At the same time, it''s too late.

    I know what makes him most happy.

    Then it doesn''t matter if your opponent is a fallen dragon king. Because even if you''re a vigilant opponent, you''re no longer a non-handed subject.

 282 6. Best Sword (After)

    "Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow."

    "Oh, my God."

    "Then drink, drink."

    In the cave, Urdan, a dragon mechanic with his hips down on a rock, dragged a glass of liquor at once as he was surrounded by Dravaels.

    Talk about the joy of being recognized for their work by an excellent craftsman while holding a long sword (long sword) in his sheath.

    (About the tenth time...)

    Yuut, who was listening face-to-face from a place away from it, looks up just a little and observes what''s going on in Urdan. I''m pretty drunk and I don''t seem to be turning a lot, but it doesn''t even go as far as forward or backward unconsciousness.

    I guess I''m just really happy. That way of expressing it is just a little special.

    When I brought him here on Moment Travel (Teleport) - of course, after he confirmed his intentions properly - he had made his eyes black and white, but the same artisan interaction also reduced the distance a lot.

    Determined that there would be no danger, Yut drops his gaze on the notebook at hand. There was a Japanese running note in the ballpoint pen.

    It was a candidate for the effect of demonizing to the ''best sword'' given to Valtrude.

    The Devil (Magic Weapon), which increases the ease of handling and cleavage of weapons, is fundamental and cannot be removed.

    You can also grant the Sharp Blade Pointed Blade, which increases its destructive power, or the Glowing Blade Raidian Edge, which has also been used by Alcia.

    Most importantly, the latter effect is troubling because objects like the Magic Doll (Golem) and the Immortal Monster (Undead) opponent slip through the blade instead of piercing the armor and sharp skin.

    There are also other effects that grant Sanctification (Holy), which increases damage to organisms with evil phases, more profound wounds to certain species designated at demonization stages, such as demons (daemons) and giants, "Extinct (slay)", and the source force of ground water, fire, wind, and light, darkness.

    All of this, if listed, could also be granted temporarily by means of theoretical and theological spells. No, that''s why I should say I can seal that in my weapon.

    Warriors can come to battle with enhanced support from magicians (wizards) and priests (Priests), and magicians can turn their actions around.

    It''s a beneficial story for both sides, but naturally we can''t grant and demonize all the effects we want. It takes too much money and too much time, and if it is too effective, the weapons that become vessels will unbearably collapse.

    In other words, a user named Valtrude and a choice tailored to her enemies are required.

    "It hurts to be taken 5 frames in The Devil... The Divine Subjugator was dedicated to the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and was¡° light ¡±there."

    But that was a possible effect because it was God''s business. No matter how many Great Mages (Arch Mages), they are just out of reach of the realm.

    "No, I''m going to use the example reward this time, so can you handle that? Then" sanctification "is a must, I can put on about" extinction "to the devil...?

    "If you don''t drink, what are you doing?"

    "Oh, I''ve been thinking about which effect to demonize on the sword I asked for."

    I thought I''d lose interest that wasn''t my field, and Dravael put his arms together and thought of something.

    Unexpectedly, I stare into the twinkling eyes peeking from between my hair and my beard.

    "Think about the demonization that fits that second girl."

    "That sort of thing"

    "Hmm."

    The way a dwarf, also known as a lava fairy, tours his thoughts seriously is really humorous, and he has the illusion that he has entered the fairytale world.

    (Originally fantastic, though.)

    But if the dwarf comes together with dozens of straws, it''s not the story. Then there''s even a drunken dragon mechanic.

    Honestly, it''s creepy.

    But a word that blows up such sentiments was brought to me by Dravael.

    "The best sword, I don''t even know if I''ve got an answer."

    "... seriously?

    "Seriously, what is it?"

    "No, uh. Really?"

    "You''re lying. You''re not gonna throw up."

    Not to say it''s unpleasant, but the Dravaels nod in unison.

    The two humans left behind, they just look at each other.

    Still, I just bargained liquor with the Dragon Artist. I didn''t do anything about the actual work. Thought you''d need about brainstorming, but that process blew up lightly.

    "The best is one"

    "It depends, but it makes sense."

    "Well, smash that logic"

    I say it with confidence in my mouth, but I don''t understand it at all. Flirting like a boat exposed to rough waves.

    "I mean, what do you mean?

    I might have rushed to a conclusion too fast.

    Such worries all blew away with the shocking conclusion Dravael had spoken without incident.

    The Great Mage. No, because I''m a great magician, there''s a word of denial in ''The Best Sword'' that can only be described as that rambling argument.

    "I don''t... No, can you do more than say"

    "Let me show you this too, Master Ducommerce"

    The secret of Ducommerce. It seems that the Holy Relic (Relic) borrowed from Seneca, the god king, is the source of "The Best Sword" without its thump.

    "Interesting"

    Yuut, taking off from surprise, smiled invincibly on the contrary.

    I still think it''s out of common sense.

    Still, if you can do it, let''s do it all the way.

    If we can make it happen, we can certainly name the ''best sword''. Then you can surpass the lost Demon Sword.

    Dravael''s plan even lit Yut''s sorcerer soul.

    "Except I need a lot of things."

    There''s Meteor Steele.

    Gold floors and hammers in Adamantine.

    "The center is as old a dragon fang as possible."

    Don''t forget the firepower and the ability to hammer.

    The dravaels, verbally, state the necessary material.

    Regardless of Adamantine''s golden floor and hammer - still, it''s a tool that normally makes eyeballs pop up - White meteorite iron is a pain in the ass.

    "From the inside, I''ll bring you the best fangs!

    Did you wake up drunk, or did you lose it somewhere with excitement?

    Urdan, a dragon engineer, undertook with an up-rubbed voice.

    I''ll take care of the white meteorite.

    White meteorite iron, as its name suggests, is a special metal among meteorites collected from meteorites that occasionally fall to the ground. It''s named Meteor, but we don''t even know if it''s Iron.

    Anyway, it turns into liquid at room temperature, like mercury. In the meantime, they are rarely discovered.

    I have no idea what to use at the moment - but Yut had only one idea where to get that rare metal.

    "Hey, that''s Dragon God''s ex-wife. That was a pretty powerful enemy."

    The meadow race (Magner), who became an empty man, spoke cheerfully in retrospect of the earlier fierce battle.

    "Totally."

    A rock giant (Jarloot) sitting right next to it in a spot sharper than the rock skin agrees with heavy bass first.

    "Those nails, those fangs. Comparable to Ig Nus-Zad and Taraskus. No, that was more than that."

    When I''m ready to die many times, Exile laughs with pleasure.

    In fact, at close range - for Exile and for Perla Vento, about 10 meters is close range - he approached the border between life and death with a decent tail rumble on his fangs on both nails.

    Then he waves Spike Flail in a frenzied state, though he does exactly that.

    "In that gap, you just pissed off even when Atashi stabbed you with a dagger. I''m surprised at that."

    "No, it hurt. It''s just that the figure is big."

    Ritna, who rarely accompanied her, looks back with pleasure. If it''s a dragon banished from the sky, it looks like she can wield her powers too.

    "I don''t mind the martial arts tradition, but also be better at healing. You don''t even have Yut, but you''re so impotent."

    "Well, I thought you had help."

    That''s right, Valtrude also has noticeable scratches on his magical silver (Mithral) armor and shield. Even she couldn''t have been unharmed by the red fire dragon Parra Vento.

    I mean, it was the same thing that put her heart into Alcia, and I wanted to avoid this story continuing any longer.

    "You have the guts to look up and pull me out for a present for the lad and a do-over."

    I''m not angry or frightened. Just impressed, the water-targeted great sage Vainamarinen laughs a lot.

    Easier travel to and from Earth was beneficial to the Great Sage, as well as loot from the treasure trove of the Red Fire Dragon.

    So you don''t have to feel obligated on the one hand.

    Still, the Complete Attribute Resistance (Celsus Resist) used by Vainamarinen prevents the Burning Exhalation (Brace) of the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vent, and the Anti-Dragon Defense (Anti Dragon) gains resistance to attacks from the Dragon - without other unnecessary support, there would not have been a victory today.

    In the first place, if you are as dragon as Perla Vento, you can use the Great Magician-grade science spell as an instinct. If you hadn''t had it against you, even Larsia would be relieved.

    Plus, that endurance that seemed infinite.

    Larsian arrows and Ritna''s dagger decided the steeple, exposed to attacks by elements of weak water in Jonah''s Elemental Missile, which did not sink even after a series of Valtrude attacks.

    If I had made a mistake somewhere, the winning or losing balance would have leaned the other way.

    "But I''m sorry I let you hang out with my selfishness"

    Even now - it''s better than not to say. If you opposed setting a trap and challenged a showdown from the front, all the more so.

    Valtrude, who obtained the Infinite Portal from the treasure of the Red Fire Dragon Pearla Vento, with its finishing touches, thanked his colleagues that this would allow him to make a good report to his loved ones.

    "Fine, fine."

    I''m satisfied, too.

    "That''s right. If it''s for Val and Yut, it''s for everyone"

    In fact, this was a boat to cross.

    First of all, without labor, I was able to divert Valtrude from Yut''s plan.

    He can''t just say that going out is noticeable right now. Because in order to obtain the White Meteor, Meteor Rain must be used as long as it is allowed. By chance, expect the subpoenaed meteorite to contain white meteorites.

    Even today, we will be dropping meteors in the desert areas of the South - where Jonah ¡°ran away¡± - so as not to bother anyone.

    And one more thing.

    "But now, did you have to let Perla Vento carry the treasure?

    Yes. The Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento suffered defeat by the adventurers. But it hasn''t been taken to life. More than half of the treasure is safe.

    Still enormous, it has processed part of the aerial garden rimnus into boxes and had its original owner carry it to the Marquis territory of Istas.

    There is no denying the loser, the Red Fire Dragon.

    And now the Valtrudes are riding on the back of a fallen dragon.

    The exception is Yona.

    "Much worse than a flying carpet"

    Only the Albino girl enjoys an empty journey over the head of Perla Vento with pleasure. The Red Fire Dragon was also heavily obeyed because he was scattered and hurt by the Elemental Missile.

    "Something to say on purpose, it''s"

    "Acorn says I have to tell you when I''m on the dragon."

    "Right."

    It was Valtrude twisting his neck, but it''s always the case to say things that Acorn and Yut don''t quite understand. I didn''t pursue it any further.

    Although I was only a little concerned that Vainamarinen was laughing at the wind I found out.

    Seeing how it goes, Arcia safely lowers her chest.

    Carrying treasures is a superficial story.

    Then the families of this fallen dragon god shall be asked to fly to the dwellings of the Dravaels.

    Firepower sought by the Dravaels.

    That requires the exhalation of the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento.

    In addition, Exile is also to be waving hammers. I was able to show that muscle strength in no way, and he seemed satisfied.

    Without knowing, the two gifts are a mixture of causal threads.

    Supported by many people, and, a month later.

    The Archmage and the Cathedral Knight are underground in the castle fortress of Falve with each other''s gifts in their hands.

    - We gathered where they first met.

 283 7. Several Proposals

    Underground space with cherry blossoms.

    The colorful cherry blossoms blossomed by the ultimate scientific spell, The Great Petition (Unlimited), bloom beautifully even in this sunless land.

    This is where Yut and Valtrude first met.

    There was no Obelisk anymore, and instead the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon), who lived here, had disappeared somewhere.

    This is where Yut and Valtrude first met, alone.

    "I''m sorry I called you on purpose"

    "No, I needed help, too."

    I''ll exchange words like that, but it won''t last.

    We both know what we need to do. To that end, it has been hard work - generally, an exploratory journey to be played in the hero Tan (saga).

    But over this period I get carried away with tension and shame. From somewhere, he said, "Now, go! Do it!" I could hear the scolding.

    Even this day, Yut always dresses up.

    A school uniform in a robe that represents being a good sorcerer (wizard). The outfit, which has become a complete trademark, is suspected by Acorn that she will not be secretly going out to the wedding like this.

    And the same goes for Valtrude in the sense that it''s always the same.

    Upon Yut''s request, he is equipped not only with magical silver (Mithral) sheet metal armor, but also with a large shield integrated with a caged hand. Not even a sword, but almost completely armed.

    Of course this is because I wanted you to check the balance between weapons and protective equipment as soon as you gave it to me and I have no other intention.

    I don''t even think it''s colourless.

    Instead, if it''s me and Valtrude, I even think this is natural.

    "Yut. First, would you like to start with me?

    I can see why he called me in with disgust. That doesn''t mean she''s satirical, but if you look at the look on Acorn and Larsia sending it out, you''ll know for everyone. In the meantime, they even ask me to bring a state-sensitive ring that I was given as an engagement ring.

    If it was just a matter of speculation, I''m not sure I can stay calm. So I wanted to finish it first.

    "Before this, I fought the Red Fire Dragon Parra Went..."

    "Ah? Huh? Were you?"

    Regardless, I know you gave down Perla Wendt. In order to strike Valtrude''s sword, it was necessary to train the material with the hottest breath (brace) of the Fire Dragon in the world.

    But you shouldn''t have had to bring the big guy that far, and you weren''t informed that Valtrude was involved in it. That''s why I didn''t let him accompany me in the battle with the Red Fire Dragon.

    So, what''s Valtrude doing with the Red Fire Dragon Parra Went?

    I don''t know that yet. But all the way here, Yut realized that there were worms in the lion. The Arsians would have been playing double espionage, so to speak.

    "Oh. Right. That, what. Yu, Yu. I wanted to give you a gift..."

    "A gift?"

    I hear back that I never thought of it more than unexpectedly. The surprise is enormous, just because I was about to make a gift from this side as well.

    At the same time, it reminds me of that Christmas story that gave away a chain of clocks and a This time, that shouldn''t happen......

    "So, the treasure of the Red Fire Dragon?

    "That''s right. I asked Dal-Lukash to adjust, so it took me a while to get it and then I could give it to him."

    That said, it was the miniature at the gate that she took out of the bag of infinite storage. Palm-sized white Asian stone columns are exquisite as if they had contracted the real thing.

    "Is this some kind of artifact?

    And more importantly, the magic to be enclosed was different.

    "Mm-hmm. They call it the Infinite Portal. With this, we can come and go with the planet once every three days for a few dozen days"

    "... seriously?

    "Seriously."

    Stunningly eye-opening yuut. In contrast, Valtrude, wearing magical silver armor, proudly breasted.

    We''ve known each other a long time. I know he''s happy.

    "No, but what''s your relationship to the past?

    "Don''t belly? No frame?"

    "Seriously. That''s amazing."

    It seems like a retarded reaction, but I guess that''s all the surprise and joy.

    "Thanks. Wow. Glad to hear that."

    With that said, her hand, which offers many gates, remains, hugging from the front. It was not unintentional, but Valtrude could neither move nor remain.

    Familiar hands, surprisingly firm body, reassuring smell.

    They remind me every time I do this.

    The natural and delightful fact that Yut is a man and I am a woman.

    "I hope you''re happy, but take it. How long do I have to keep it?"

    "Oh. Bad, bad"

    I let myself go once and for all - I''m sorry to say so myself - I scratched my head in embarrassment and then took the miniature in my hands with respect.

    "I see...... So it was the Red Fire Dragon Parra Wendt."

    It was already her property to return to the aerial garden (...) I was weirdly impressed that the yarn connected, with a serious view of the treasure.

    Alcia and the others were working together knowing both circumstances. By now, no, you must have been laughing at Niyaniya from the beginning.

    "Then now it''s my turn"

    "Ugh, um"

    To his own bag of infinite storage. Valtrude swallows his spit at the tension as he sees Yuto serving the many gates.

    If you can imagine, Yut will propose again.

    That wasn''t a total mistake, but it wasn''t the right answer either.

    "After I get this gift, there''s something I want you to take from me, too."

    Removed from the bag of infinite storage was a wave of sword tucked away in a beautiful sheath. Only in that setting can an amateur see it''s a business.

    So to speak, the character was different.

    "The name is Horse Sword (White Knight). It''s the best sword I''ve ever struck for Valtrude."

    "For me..."

    When will the question arise?

    At the same time, I found out why the Larsias had a meaningful attitude. I don''t like it, but I can tell. I knew it all. I know, and I helped to crusade the Red Fire Dragon Parra Went.

    But I don''t care about that.

    At a glance. This sword - a single-handed sword named the Heavenly Mounted Sword - has been sword-written with uninterrupted skill and hardship.

    It''s the same depth of Yut''s thoughts.

    "I don''t mind touching... okay?

    "Of course. For Val''s sake, I had it made"

    I consecrated the sword to my beloved.

    Valtrude reached out in horror and grabbed it disappointingly in the back.

    The sheath is made of glass iron (crystal iron). I told the Mainz craftsman I couldn''t do it - I couldn''t make it until I was full of myself - something I made him make in a hurry.

    However, its beauty does not always make me feel the circumstances of the background.

    The delicate decorations applied on both sides are inspired by white lilies, which are clear and pitiful. At the same time, it also makes you feel the inclusiveness that surrounds the rough forces.

    Naturally, Yut demonizes this sheath as well, and if it is slightly scratched, it repairs it just by putting it away. Also, I try to draw swords smoothly.

    The reason for that demonization lay in the sword body.

    The dark, deep crimson fullness is about a meter long, the same as the exorcism sword Divine Subjugator.

    But that wasn''t just a long sword (long sword).

    "Is this Flamberge?"

    Valtrude, pulling the blade out of his sheath, fell in love with its wavering beautiful body and exhaled hot as it almost spilled.

    To that reaction, Yut seems happy - even though he wasn''t somewhat jealous - to break up with each other. Apparently, the first gate was cleared.

    "Oh. But that''s not all"

    At the heart of the sword body are dragon fangs processed with all the energy of the dragon craftsman Urdan. Nor is that just a dragon.

    Because the proper material was not in the village''s inventory, he stepped into the dragon''s graveyard and purified the vampire''s (vampire) dragon fangs found in its center with holy water made by Alcia.

    It has a high affinity with the theoretical spell. It is processed into a blade that swings like a flame, and also parts other than the blade are reinforced by layering adamantine.

    It was refined with the scorching exhalation of the Red Fire Dragon, with Adamantine, where Exile waved a hammer.

    In addition, a liquid white meteorite (Meteo Steel) is flowed through the tube inside it.

    Waving the sword changed the weight balance and adjusted to maximize the weight of the sword body at the moment of impact, which is the best theoretical destructive but not difficult to handle.

    But Yut did not adjust by demonizing the Balance. Because Valtrude should adapt lightly.

    I mean, it doesn''t exist alone with the best sword. When you are united with your best users, you become your best sword.

    "I see, interesting"

    A special mechanism in which Dravael reproduces the techniques described in the secrets of Ducommerce.

    In fact, Valtrude had begun to treat himself freely as early as possible. You wave your sword like you dance. That is what you deserve to be called the Virgin of Helenonia. No, there is no such thing as a person who deserves more than she does in the past or in the future.

    "Actually, there''s another trick"

    The words, obviously too small but obsessed with new weapons, do not come to Valtrude''s notice.

    Smiling at her like that, Yut handed her a bunch of parchment.

    "What is this?

    "It''s a list of effects that are demonized by the Heavenly Mounted Sword."

    "... isn''t that a lot?

    I deliberately wrote it on parchment so that it was okay to treat it roughly. That, as Valtrude pointed out, was so written that it could even be described as excessive.

    "Pointed Blade," "Radiant Blade," "Raidian Edge," "Sacred (Holy)." And "Extinct (Slay)" to all races, etc., is an unlikely effect to be demonized by a single sword.

    "Of course, not all of that can be used at the same time. I''ll have them split up depending on the circumstances."

    This is the answer to the best sword.

    While Yut demonizes every effect known to him, he chooses which one to express at the will of the user. It is also necessary to fit once in the sheath for switching, but it is done instantly.

    This was hinted at by the demonization about armor, which was described in the secrets of Ducommerce. It is a variable type of "Source Resistance (Resist Elements)" that switches in conjunction with a specific attribute when exposed to attack.

    Can''t the same thing be done with a weapon? Can''t you choose your abilities to suit them? A dream story-like idea, but with a high affinity for magic, the fangs of a blood-sucking dragon combined with a sheath of glass iron led to its realization. It was Yut who was in charge of demonization, but it is much to the point that it depended on the dravaels'' extraordinary technical abilities that made it possible.

    "I have numbers assigned to me ranging from 1 to 5 depending on the strength of my magic, so choose to have that sum under 15. It suits the situation."

    "That''s amazing. It''s amazing."

    Valtrude delights innocently by tiding her cheeks with excitement.

    I kind of feel like it''s more like a Christmas gift for a child than a gift for a fianc¨¦e, but it would be an overthought.

    Sooner rather than later, "Enlarge" and "Autonomous (Auto)" are combined to create a battle style of defensive integration in which a blade that has become like a two-handed sword is wielded only by will, while the person firmly erects a shield, but it should be his fault. I can''t wait till I get home and it looks like I''m going to start reading the game software instructions on the train, but I would think too much.

    Nevertheless, remembering the list of effects that I thought were the most difficult and the limitations of that combination would not seem to be a problem if this appeared.

    I don''t have to wonder what all that hard work was in reading and writing, but I also think that''s Valtrude.

    That Yut is my beloved Valtrude.

    But there''s no reason for her to get excited either. Because even the gods don''t own this much.

    I used my reserved reward to carry out this special demonization, but in doing so, Helenonia always wins.

    "I give you a proper wave from a hundred and one divine swords, so why don''t you give this to me?

    - And it''s so delicious that it''s half serious.

    "And then, this will be exclusive to Val"

    The two of us held the engagement ring we had told them to bring, and gently inserted it from the pattern of the Heavenly Mounted Sword to the deepest part.

    Then, the color of your body changes from the ground up.

    From crimson to pure white.

    "I see. I wondered why it was White Knight with a red body..."

    "It''s gonna be hard to wear a ring with your armor on."

    "Is that the main one?"

    "Well, I guess two birds a stone"

    Just as Yut''s robe remembers fatigue when worn by none other than the users of the good theoretical spell, when none other than Valtrude holds the Heavenly Mounted Sword, it becomes just a difficult sword to handle.

    Yes, Yut, who finished his last explanation, looked at her dear from the front.

    "I don''t mean to tie this together, and I feel like I''ve said this many times before..."

    "Yeah."

    Valtrude honestly waits for Yut''s word to preface himself.

    Even if he was fully armed, he was a maiden.

    "Let''s stay together forever"

    I was supposed to think a lot, but the only thing spinning was that.

    But that was enough.

    "Oh, right. We''ve been together forever."

    Make me happy, etc., and I don''t need to say.

    I don''t need to say anything about laughing along with it.

    Because we''re just happy together.

    Because we''re just together, and it spills a smile.

    The two threw away unwanted items and held each other tight.

    Words, nothing.

    Two shadows become one.

    The snowstorm covered it up.

 284 1. The day after

    Again, the morning after I promised the future to my beloved.

    Valtrude woke up with a full grin.

    I was excited to do it yesterday, so I went back to my original room instead of the two of us and dived into bed. But the consideration ended in vain and I could not sleep until after midnight.

    So it''s very rare for her to have a regular life and get out of bed after nearly noon.

    Hold the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight) to your chest.

    It was a state-sensing ring that became the identification key for the Tian Tian Riding Sword, but even in that state, the effect seems to be exerted, and I can tell where Yut is when he holds the sword.

    I mean, from now on, we''re going to fight with a sense of his presence. That''s all, I didn''t feel like losing.

    The more I think about it, the more amazing this sword is.

    I''ve had the same feeling many times, but the amazing stuff is amazing.

    Already, the details of the Horseman Sword were in Valtrude''s head. The list of usable demonizations on parchment, which you''ll be reading back over and over - worst of all, you might take out during battle - is no longer a useless long object.

    On the contrary, the default setting is natural. We knit many patterns of presets to suit our enemies and can switch freely.

    I can''t help but be excited and nodding.

    She smiles all the time, sitting in bed. After confirming their love and relationship again, they even gave them a heartfelt gift. I can''t be in a mood.

    Rather than, should I say I couldn''t go back to my true face?

    Of course, I''m not affirming everything. It was not immediately convincing with regard to the use of rewards from the Hellenonian God, which I had put on hold for future territorial management because of this.

    But for that matter, I switched quickly that I should work.

    "Val, are you awake?

    "Oh. I just woke up. You can come in."

    "Thanks for that...... it''s not a pajama yet"

    I guess I thought I was ready to get dressed because I could be welcomed in. Acorns in made-up clothes face the look of a rarity for her.

    "Hmm? Oh, right. But you''re not dressed as a knight either."

    "Val gave me common sense attention..."

    "Even I realize that much, don''t I?

    "Hey, I''m in awe of some knight or nobleman, and I feel like I''m running away from reality"

    Disobedience to reality... was not as great as it was, but it was also something I didn''t want to admit. Maybe I just want to make sure that I haven''t changed.

    "And you look so happy, Val"

    Acorn says with a smile as he prepares to change Valtrude''s clothes.

    Even from her eyes, she was really smiling like a kid checking the contents of the socks she put on her pillow on Christmas morning.

    "Mm-hmm. Right. This sword Yut made for me is amazing."

    Holding all the cheeks, his gaze toward Heavenly Riding Sword was pregnant with fever.

    "Normal and unthinkable materials are used at all costs, and more importantly, the technology is great. This is the most powerful piece of art in the world. Besides, it''s a great word that demonization can be reassembled to suit the situation. That''s Yut."

    "Oh, yes... In the meantime, I''ll brush your hair."

    "Oh. Please. Besides, the fact that it seems to require training is good again. I''m looking forward to it."

    Acorn was remembering his father as he was slightly more drawn to divine beauties than angels who spoke enthusiastically.

    This is what his father looked like right after he bought a new computer. Changing the settings, installing the software, is very similar to the father who was teasing him down anyway.

    (Weapon geek......)

    The word manages to swallow and carefully crease her hair as beautiful and lustrous as gold thread. Well, they just didn''t tell me they wanted to try it out.

    At the same time, I think about the difference between Yut giving me something and her that I would be happy to get to this point.

    "Oh, this is the first thing..."

    Noticing a possibility, Acorn stopped his hand combing Valtrude''s hair.

    It''s about Yut. Anyway, I must have these gifts for you and for your wedding with Alcia.

    And yet, what do we do with all this effort from the start? You''ll definitely have a hard time later. You have to hold the reins properly.

    "Hmm? What''s wrong?

    "No, Yut said it was tough."

    "Speaking of which, what is Yut doing?

    "It''s settled."

    Acorn tells him succinctly as he resumes brushing.

    "Work."

    "I know it''s my fault. I know..."

    Still irrational, it spills stubborn stupidity while playing Infinite Portal, the many gates I put on the desk in the office.

    I know I deserve it.

    I saw Valtroude''s delightful face and overindulged in the production of the Heavenly Mounted Sword. Inevitably, we spend less time in government, just doing our daily work to the fullest.

    As a result, it cannot be decided - only Yut can decide - only the suspense piles up.

    "That doesn''t solve it. Dal-Lukash advises that the negative chain must be severed."

    "A little more emotion."

    "The Lord of Dal-Lukash must also understand. Then you should move your hands and work your head without getting stuck."

    "... right"

    When you are taunted with hard eyes over your glasses, that''s all that stretches your spine. Speaking of which, is your real name doing well? I hope it wasn''t a hassle because of the items I brought in from here.

    (And would Makina have gotten the beautiful girl icon)

    I remember Fu and the junior girls, but we should clear up the concerns in front of us first.

    "Then please explain the situation gently"

    "I understand. First, King Alsace of Sejour, the king''s capital, informed me that the wedding of the Lord of Dal-Lukash was to take place in two months" time.

    Taking into account the national government schedule, they say this is the best time. Be the highest-ranking invitee in society. It would be natural to take into account.

    "I''m sure you''re thinking about our prep period, and there''s no reason to say no."

    "Then I''ll have Valtrude Istas sign it and get back to you"

    "So, other attendees..."

    "The hopes of domestic aristocracy are dwindling in reward for the plot of the Lord of Dal-Lukash. It also appears that King Alsace has restrained his participation from outside the country to some extent"

    "Oh well..."

    policy decisions while adjudicating documents. Neither, but no matter how handy, there are people who can''t say no.

    For example, Seneca II, the divine king of the kingdom of Kronica, a neighbouring country bordering the border, is its ultimate. You also need to return the secrets of Ducommerce, and you can''t say no.

    "Still, better than expected. For this reason, there is a good chance that a piece will be attached without using the Invisible Mansion (Clinell) to its limit."

    "I don''t know if it was a limit premise... What''s going on with the temple officials?

    "It''s decreasing well. Dal-Lukash affirms that this is the cause of the diminished treatment of the Minutes Divine Body (Avatar)"

    The upper layers of the temple shriveled and shriveled at the solemn rectitude of the previous discipline at the hands of God. More than that, the lower priests cannot force themselves to participate even though they are in such a state above.

    "You don''t have to say anything loud if it''s as far as the temple of Falv or Hardenturm can accommodate"

    "Agree"

    When one of the suspensions is cleared, Yut writes down specific instructions. Let old Claude decide what to assign and guide high-profile participants. Together, I also ask the Temple of Hellenonia to develop a security plan.

    "The problem is, pilgrims"

    "I know. But all this..."

    A problem that can also be described as a side effect of spreading rumors that minutes divine bodies may descend. That''s the popular move to go for Falv from home and abroad.

    There will be a handful of evil people there and simply those who come looking for work.

    "In the first place, we don''t have enough accommodation. No, I don''t care what I do with the tent around..."

    "I also share that concern with Dal-Lukash. Hygiene problems, insecurity are not easy."

    "I don''t know, if it''s a complete shutout and a riot, I''m in trouble."

    "Suggestion. Move the aerial garden Limnus of the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento this land to accommodate pilgrims"

    "No, that''s just pathetic..."

    If it were Yona, it would have been "now" and one-sided, but my conscience just hurts more than this. Besides, it''s going to be more noise than a minute divine descent.

    But creating a place to accommodate is not bad.

    "Ah. Also, do you accept pilgrims to the island in Floating Island (Floatland) from Island Rise (Rise Island)? So, after the wedding, throw away the island where it won''t bother you. But ask Jii from Vainamarinen to live view the ceremony."

    "... Dal-Lukash senses from the bottom of his heart that he is no match for the idea of the Lord of Dal-Lukash. It is the Lord of Dal-Lukash who is the only one in awe of this dimensional dragon"

    "You''re being praised, aren''t you?

    "Of course."

    Only Yut Amaxa would use subdivine spells (immortality spells) for this kind of thing, even looking for the all-dimensional realm.

    Although he didn''t suspect it was better than using it to drop an island in the Imperial capital, Verga.

    "That would be good... Nevertheless, no one can accept him, so let Larsia and Exile struggle"

    "Consider the right materials"

    "Right."

    Regardless of Exile, Larsia would be a lot more confused if she had a job. Maybe there''s a new encounter.

    I can''t help but wish my best friend happiness, not because I''m getting married myself.

    "What else should I decide..."

    "The ceremony itself is to be held at the Temple of Hellenonia. Then parade through the city of Falve in a carriage. Go to the celebration venue, and the Lord of Dal-Lukash greets and greets the attendees."

    "You''re not so different from King Alsace."

    "No variation exists in the events associated with the wedding"

    "That''s right. In the meantime, let''s throw where we can throw jobs."

    "In that case, you''ll need a supervisor"

    "I''ll do my best. Costumes, dishes, Arcia, Zhuyin will help you."

    Why is it so hard just to do a wedding - and you want to be stupid, but naturally it''s not just about us.

    Besides, thanks to the many gates, some of the problems are likely to be cleared. You should be thankful than complaining.

    Anyway, I could see the outline in disgust.

    We just have to make it concrete.

    So determined Yut, Dal-Lukash with his emotional eyes. But depending on what you look at, you stare satisfied.

    Every light shade and arrow.

    The preparation period quickly passed and was the day before the ceremony.

 285 2. The day before that (before)

    "Kuha. Is this the city of examples?"

    A female swordsman inexorably viewed the city of Falve springing up in front of a major event: the marriage of the Lords, drawing a line with the celebratory mood.

    It''s as if they''re marshalling their prey.

    It has been announced that the day will be somewhat restricted, but the current Falv will not stop influx of people. By then, we want to have a glimpse of the castle fortifications and the theatre of the art god given by the Hellenonian god, and the gathered people are pushing from the people, and the increased gatekeepers - although there are no castle walls - are also busily killed by their duties.

    There are no more uncomfortable people trying to break in on their own because there are no walls.

    Uniformly, people who can''t hide their excitement.

    She''s excited, too.

    But the wild beastly eyes are directed toward the fortress of Falve, but the purpose of the female martial artist, who covered half her face with a pitch-black mask, was different.

    Hungry for blood, hungry for a battle where blood boils.

    "It''s time for the harvest."

    Rock the flaming redhead and step inside the city in grand disregard of the queue. Neither the Gatekeeper nor anyone will try to stop that unsolicited behavior.

    No, it doesn''t even seem to be in sight.

    And Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion, which rejects evil things, was also bare. the bonds strengthened by the coming of the gods.

    Boundaries drawn with silver powder. Rejecting Evil Just one step past it, the red-haired woman martial artist spread her arms.

    As if trying to get something.

    as if trying to expose themselves.

    "Let''s have a fun feast."

    I dreamed of a bloody fleshy struggle and my mouth under the mask was heavily distorted.

    "Earlier, His Majesty the King of God entered the quarters"

    "Thank you. Now everyone''s staying at the Invisible Mansion."

    Having heard Claude Laker''s report supporting the Marquis Istas family, Yuut checks his progress as he glances at his own checksheet.

    Good. Good, close to the ideal schedule to reality.

    Still, we''re going to be able to end the line even though we''re out of balance.

    It would be better for Yut to move around on his own if he were to, but when he does that, there will be no one to grasp the whole thing.

    Thus, even Valtrude, the bride, is being driven out to greet and greet guests. Returning the secrets of Ducommerce to the Divine King will be after a paragraph.

    Because of this, people of high stature are gathering. I want you to stay in diplomacy without the Yuts.

    Also, if it was meant to be, Valtrude would have to be caged in the Temple of Helenonia for Jisai, but it would likely slip in from night to night.

    I mean, I''m not going to see him until the day.

    Lack of communication with the bride. Irrational.

    Even though I had two months to prepare for the wedding, that didn''t tear my mouth enough.

    Create one island with Island Rise (Rise Island), used off the coast of Hardenturm, and then travel to the outskirts of Falve on Floating Island (Floatland).

    I didn''t aim for anything else, but it seemed to include dangerous rocky reef areas in some of the islands that surfaced, which delighted me.

    In addition, a water field was created in the Runway (Tidal Bore) just as it was a preliminary exercise on the leased land of the Cronican god kingdom, and a similar water and sewer system was built as in Falve.

    The stream of water flowing from the high ground to the Lady River creates a fantastic atmosphere.

    Until this point, it was a miracle arrangement, but I just can''t prepare the dwelling. For this reason, I stayed to prepare a large number of tents, but after the wedding I decided to turn them to stockpiles because of the fact that they were for emergency use.

    In addition to the preserved food brought in by the pilgrims themselves, the food was also able to satisfy the demand not only here but also here in the territory but also from the King''s capital Sejour and the Kingdom of the Chronica gods with supplies brought by the merchants.

    The stone staircase leading to the island was also created by spell, which plucked not only the pilgrims but also the royal nobles of the neighbouring countries who visited the Falve.

    Most of all, their amazement doesn''t stay with it.

    The seventh staircase''s theoretical spell, The Invisible Mansion, makes it possible to welcome more than a hundred human beings in a few days. Comfortable room temperature, soft bed, large bath, calm schedule, luxurious meals. Same as spending time in the royal palace, no, more than that.

    Too extravagant? It''s not what I found out.

    Nevertheless, it''s creepy to have a wooden door floating in a space that''s just nothing. For this reason, we are adding stranded dwellings to our surroundings.

    The Dwarf craftsmen, led by Toldek, who undertook piercing work, can''t get their heads up.

    After Yut thus developed an acceptance attitude, other detailed coordination and policing tasks in the field were entrusted to Old Claude and his men.

    Sometimes it''s purely because I can''t get around to it, or because I was driven by questions about why I had to support someone else''s comfortable life when it was my wedding.

    I also asked Arsia and Acorn to prepare for the ceremony and reception, and to Larsia. Exile is still busy flying around the people.

    It should be noted that it is Jonah''s job to be a big man.

    "In the meantime, is this a paragraph?

    "Yes, it would be a breath."

    The servant old Claude also smiles as if he was relieved.

    This status quo that even at noon the day before yesterday, we are checking progress and issuing instructions for resolving problems. Still, I managed to get my eye on it.

    I''m going to have a strange sense of accomplishment before the wedding, but, actually, there''s still a problem.

    "So, what''s going on with the example?

    "So far, the report has not gone up. But to a blonde boy and a girl like his sister, I didn''t know to look for a tough guy..."

    "If only we had sightings, that would have been good..."

    It would be nice if it were a concern.

    But I couldn''t help but think that the god of knowledge, Zeras, or that goddess of death and sorcery, Truss-Sink, wouldn''t let the minute gods descend.

    For this reason, I was trying to gather even trivial information by communicating the appearance characteristics, but it didn''t work. Also this time, is there a perception inhibition?

    Do I have to go find this myself?

    Aside from my free time off, I can barely even talk to my parents who came all the way here. Of course, hanging out with your dog is kept to a minimum.

    Still, I can''t leave you alone. I''m too anxious.

    "It''s malicious..."

    Looking up to heaven, Yut groaned.

    When it comes to the world''s most famous sage, it''s the great sage Vainamarinen.

    Knowing that reality, Yut would say what a wise man is, but the greed of knowledge, which can be described as greed for its amount of knowledge, deserves to be called the Great Sage.

    But the most famous also indicates that there are other humans besides him who are called wise men.

    The exotic sage Forser, who is now about to tour all parts of Falve, is one of them.

    The Principality of Frimir is present east of the Rotosilt kingdom - just across the Verga Empire. Hiding in an unnamed countryside, he was visiting this falve alone saying it was his last chance to be over 80.

    "It''s a long thought not to build a castle wall..."

    Poking the wand with one hand, the other hand raising an exclamation as he handles a white beard that is all the way to his chest.

    Still, I just got into the city after a long queue. But in that first step I looked at specificity unlike any other.

    More and more other humans overtake such an old sage.

    "But that''s noticeable but only superficial. Isn''t that right?

    When, no, how long have you been there?

    A blonde boy, who even made him feel elegant, looked up at the old sage with an innocent, entertaining smile on his face.

    "Right. Residents don''t feel uneasy, even if they don''t have to stop by the walls. What makes it possible is an absolute sense of security for the lords."

    "You''re just making me do that because I have a proven track record, right?

    While nodding yes, Sage Forser wonders who the hell this child is. But it''s also for a moment. I keep arguing with pleasure.

    "I don''t know. It''s a political success. In addition, this bizarre and convenient means of transport to the outside: this carriage railway. It breeds a sense of liberation in this city without walls."

    And developing enthusiasm.

    This young city is progressive and yet comfortable.

    "No matter how many times I''ve been here, I wish there were as many clean cities as this one."

    "That must be hard."

    "Why?

    "Because I don''t have any money."

    Forcer enjoys a conversation with the child beside him as he moves loosely. By moving your mouth and activating your brain, words come out that you didn''t even expect.

    I don''t even care who the blonde boy is anymore.

    "I''ve heard rumors that magic devices (magic items) are being used to purify sewage. Even the way it has been handled so far has not caused much trouble for the exchangers. I don''t think you''ll find the need to put money on it and build it up to the sewage."

    "But you''ll be less sick, and you''ll be comfortable, won''t you?

    "It''s not a cost-effective one. It''s sad."

    "Too bad."

    Limited assets and resources.

    Not everyone can make the ideal city.

    "By the way, what do you think of that island?

    "I don''t know how to interpret it."

    Forser laughs bitterly and takes a look at the earthly islands that look far away.

    "I know why I had to, and what subdivine spells (Immortality Spells) I realized..."

    "But don''t you see the spirit to execute it?

    "Exactly. There it is."

    We have to accept pilgrims.

    When that happens, it''s exquisite to open a corner outside the city. Tents, food and water are things to prepare themselves. If you''re worried about a drop in security, you can do anything in quarantine.

    But the Marquis of Istas did not.

    I can certainly say that I am isolated, but I have prepared the tent and food, and I am even concerned about the sanitary environment.

    Impossible.

    Different idea.

    That''s true of the carriage railroad, as well as the street lights that light up the perimeter at night.

    There is the castle fortress of the Hellenonian God. There is a Theatre of Riya God. It''s disrespectful, but it''s the last thing.

    peculiar ideas and the spells and financial power to make it happen. That''s the pinnacle of this city. It''s the true face of the City of Miracles.

    "Yeah. Absolutely right!

    The boy beside praises the sage Forser for his tabletop. That''s exactly what I want.

    "Ho ho. I don''t want to live long..."

    Where the debate had come to a paragraph, I was concerned about the boy beside me again.

    He has a sense of vision.

    Not that I''ve actually seen it. It''s the first time I''ve seen you or exchanged words. That''s for sure.

    But......

    As the old sage tried to dig up his memory, a boy in clothes unfamiliar with the white robe ran in breathlessly.

    "Finally, I found it."

    "Too bad. That''s it"

    Are you two brothers? I don''t seem to feel as much remnant of my heart as I would say so, making me smile like a child who has been found mischievous.

    "I need you to give me a break when I''m busy."

    "If so, did you also have the choice to leave it alone?

    "Really, give me a break..."

    He said with his eyes, not his mouth, that there was no way he could do that, and Yut took the divine part of the Knowledge God politely, but without saying whether or not he had.

    Sage Forser, it''s been a while, but it''s been fun.

    "Ah, you are. No, you..."

    At last, the perception as if it had been Kasumi is clear and one answer is reached.

    But before putting it in his mouth, the blonde boy puts his index finger in front of his mouth and smiles.

    The old sage stood on the spot and could only drop off the god of knowledge he loved.

 286 3. The day before (after)

    "If you''re here, I wanted to say something..."

    Pulling away from the old man, who had a friendly atmosphere, he speaks to the Divine Minutes of Zeras (Avatar) walking beside him as he goes through the cobblestone-paved city of Falve.

    However, the content was foolish and heavy on footing because I was more and more attacked by the fatigue I ran around the city looking for it.

    "What, I don''t think it''s a good idea to make you pay attention during busy times"

    The noble majesty, like the first time we met, fades, and Zeras God answers in a rather reassuring way. I don''t blame the word of the fatalist, but I don''t feel guilty either. Outreach, maybe that''s what you really think.

    "And what''s wrong with God giving revelation to the faithful?"

    "Do that in your dreams or something. And if I thought it was really bad, I don''t think I''d put it that way."

    "I think we should turn that sharpness to relationships."

    "I was wondering if it would be uncomfortable as advice to humans who withheld their wedding tomorrow"

    "As a god of knowledge, facts cannot be ceded"

    Even if he is my brother, it should be noted that the beautiful blonde boy walking beside him is young. To such a Zeras divine minute divine body, Yut could not say back.

    Still, he''s been following me so far without complaining. For now, should that be good?

    "Well, that''s good...... Is it good to be descended so often in the first place? No, it''s not a good one, is it?

    "Of course. But there is an exception in the world. I''ll tell you something, Skygrass Brave, who is an exception."

    "Is that a chunk of exceptions?

    "No consciousness either? Really funny."

    Perhaps the Knowledge God is really impressed.

    Even though I know that, I still have a sinister face about whether I have to be called irregularly by God.

    In other words, the exception is this city.

    "Well, I know it''s rare among the Brewers if you say so..."

    Security is good, and there''s even health insurance. Street lights are also available in the sewer. In addition, there are castles and theatres at the hands of God.

    It is a peculiar city to the extent that it can force its integration into the kingdom of the Chronica gods.

    "Regardless of the castle fortress in Hellenonia, Liya built the theater, and it descended several times, even though it was necessary, and then Tyrone settled in. to the conclusion that it should be made the Verga Empire in the forces of good"

    "- Yes?"

    "By the way, that island, you''re going to dispose of it after the ceremony?

    "Yeah. I thought I''d leave it where the Book of Nothingness was."

    Where the black demon castle fortress has become a flying ground. Insects (Insectians) built a nest there, not a seal, but were going to move it.

    I have to be honest with you, though I know you''re being blatantly changed the course of the story. Anyway, because I guess you''re not going to let me know where you land until the end of the day.

    I see. In another place, there''s no cemetery in this city.

    "So far, because we''re in time at the catacombs of the Temple of Truss-Sink. But what the hell is that?

    "Uhm. Then let''s get that island"

    "... where are you taking it?

    "I won''t take it or anything. That''s what I''m gonna use right there."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    I see. Is this what a clich¨¦ means? Is this how you feel?

    I just prepared land for pilgrims, but I never expected them to say this later.

    "First, ours would build a cemetery, wouldn''t it? And then, I''m the library. And Regra says he''ll put down a squad yard"

    Yut stopped unexpectedly.

    I couldn''t help but stop, and then I couldn''t say anything.

    "Speaking of which, I guess Bahamut also said he wanted to thank his ex-wife for setting up moxibustion. Well, that''s how God plans to sanctify this place and make it our bridgehead."

    "... we''ve had a lovely celebration, no words"

    "Don''t be shy."

    I feel dizzy.

    Overworked. Must be overworked.

    Yes. This is a dream. When you wake up, there''s a pile of work waiting for you on your desk. Nice reality.

    So my parents and my dog on the edge of my sight. Besides, it would be hallucinations such as the sight of Jonah and Vainamarinen walking in the city together. It is so decided.

    They''re not from this world, either.

    "Wasn''t it an illusion..."

    "Fantasy?"

    "No, this is the story."

    You can''t ignore it if this happens.

    Resolved to drink up the poison cup to the end, he speaks to a group just coming this way.

    "Yona!"

    "Yut......?

    A girl from Albino ran away, twisting her neck wondering why. Delayed, and so did Colo, who shook off the lead.

    One and one quickly get to top speed and push to Yuut without slowing down the adult face loss rate.

    And Jonah stuck around like a sack.

    "Oh, you...... Know what to add and subtract..."

    In the flesh of a treeless Great Mage (Arch Mage), it''s hard to support a girl''s weight. Still manage to withstand the shock and hold Yona.

    While doing so, don''t forget to hold your dog''s lead around your feet.

    "Yut can''t be outside. Thought it might be fake."

    "You were going to kill me..."

    "In some cases"

    As always, Albino girls are belligerent (aggressive). Why, that''s very soothing.

    I felt that way, too, for a short time before my parents joined me.

    "Both of you, sightseeing?

    My parents came here about a week ago.

    Nayuta Gate "Infinite Portal" did not want the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) to know yet. For that reason, he would have managed to do a month''s vacation and rush it.

    Yet I can''t lift my head at all, leaving the care of my parents to Acorn and Yona. Most importantly, her parents were overtly relieved that they were uncoordinated and non-participating when it came to acorns, so they didn''t feel guilty that far.

    "Yes, because Jonah and Vainamarinen will show you around"

    Mother laughing calmly and by the way, depositing Coro''s lead with Haruko.

    I heard dissatisfied voices coming from my feet, but I just can''t.

    "Are you lost?

    In a grumpy way - I mean, as usual - what I''ve heard is my father''s reluctance. Ask for details about the invisible child you were with Yut.

    "Uh..."

    "Wow. I thought you were here, but you''re a god of knowledge"

    "That''s our dialogue, Sage."

    Both combine a tingling atmosphere, although not a one-touch instant.

    (Was there some cause or something?

    Of course, Yut and I don''t know everything. But these two reactions were only unexpected.

    "Don''t you seem to be bringing in goods from other worlds for a long time"

    "I got it for what I paid for. No sardines to complain."

    "But even if he is called the Great Sage, shouldn''t he have faith enough to give it to the Knowledge God?

    "You can go buy your own if you want"

    "I see."

    "Don''t stir it up, Mr. Jii!

    God goes to earth.

    Of course, it''s a minute god, not a body, but I can''t imagine what kind of commotion would happen. I don''t want to.

    "That''s right. That Verga''s gone, too."

    "That depends on your acceptance over there."

    Hyeon Chul meeting - rather than throwing round to his real name, Yut broke off this disturbing story.

    That''s how my father talks to him with a difficult face.

    "Brave man, now you seem to have said God of Knowledge, etc?

    "Yes. What if I told you that this child is Lord Zeras, the God who presides over the knowledge of this world...

    "... you don''t look good. Get some rest."

    "I''m going to cry when I''m tender..."

    To that father. Being told by a strict father must be considerable.

    (Me, you''re getting married tomorrow...?

    It seemed like a bad conclusion to come to when I thought about it any more, so I decided to put Yona down and stroke the colo to change my mood.

    "Speaking of which, Mother, I''m sorry I can''t deal with you much. Are you enjoying this?

    "Yeah. Jonah led me to various stores. Still, it''s like Europe here."

    "I wonder what that rating is..."

    "I remember Italy on our honeymoon."

    "Yeah. Well, if you liked it, that''s fine"

    Yut made a stop when he couldn''t help but hear the curse. Jonah said, looking into the eyes of a great mage playing with such a dog.

    "Bullshit. I''ll ask you instead"

    "I don''t think Jonah wants that."

    "Bullshit. I''ll bury it from the outer moat."

    "That''s because I really don''t want it!

    But at a time when my parents haven''t told me anything despite the fact that I was about to hold Jonah, I haven''t realized half of it is buried.

    "For now, we''re going back to the castle."

    "Right. I have a meeting tomorrow with the kid''s father."

    "... I haven''t heard?

    "No, the guitar..."

    "I kept my hands on this one in my spare time, because it''s when the composition software looks into the eyes of the day. We have to make sure it''s all right."

    "What a busy day you are..."

    I can''t stop these two once they''re together.

    No, it doesn''t stop as much as I said with my mouth.

    First, when it was urgent to secure the minute divine bodies, Yut broke up with his parents. I only tried to take my dog home, but he refused to take me for a walk.

    "By the way, what about the others?

    "Our place is for the bride of the Temple of Helenonia. I was in a good mood when I got my wedding dress ready. Well, you''ll do well the second time."

    "Second time?

    "Yes, a second time."

    I don''t know, but I don''t even seem to intend to explain it. Give up pursuing, ask the core.

    "This time, just the two of you?

    "No, and Regra is going down there alone"

    I mean, look down. That island? It seems serious to build a squad yard.

    The Rock Titans (Jarloot) will be happy to use it, and it is necessary to think about the future.

    "This time, that''s all. Riya and Helenonia, who already have facilities in Falve, have left a message. Well, she''s been caught by Ducommerce and she seems to be doing something, so maybe she couldn''t have come originally."

    "Is it Master Left? But if we''re going to sanctify that place, we need to give it a place name..."

    "In the meantime, why don''t we just call it the pedestal of God?

    "Let''s do that."

    It is a symbol such as a name. It would be nice to have a common understanding.

    Having so judged Dry, Yut begins to travel to the castle fortress again with the Zeras God.

    "But it''s gonna be tough."

    "It''s already hard..."

    "Relieved but good. God will not give you an insurmountable test."

    I guess that means that even though minute gods are descending, they basically don''t give a hand at things like when they''re insects.

    Naturally. The earth is already the human world.

    Because the business should be entrusted to the lead.

    "In the meantime, is it over for you to come to the castle fortress, which means that the lower view of the construction of the library"

    "Oh, and now it looks like we''ve got a paragraph on your work, and maybe we should discuss a little bit about storing books from different worlds in my library. I couldn''t make it this time, and Liya''s intrigued."

    "... when to finalise"

    Yut looks up to heaven unexpectedly.

    Does it make sense to put a book in the library that you can''t read? Or are you going to put it even in the glasses of the language translation that Vainamarinen had? Thousands of gold coins are magic items.

    "Come on, let''s get to the castle fortress in Hellenonia."

    "Well, it''s better than getting disturbed all over the city"

    Besides, the advice and gifts of the gods never helped.

    (It''s going to be tough, Zeras. It''s as much of a trial as God says...)

    If Valtroude had any company, there would be no problem.

    Yut at this time, believed so and did not doubt.

 287 4. Cathedral Knight of Nara

    "... in the morning"

    On that day, Valtrude woke up with the sunrise.

    Complete awakening.

    Originally it was better to wake up, but even that girlfriend rarely had a refreshing wake. More beautiful eyes than a properly opened jewel reflect the ceiling of the Temple of Helenonia.

    As an adventurer, you can''t possibly feel uncomfortable that Valtrude, who lived a long journey from his journey, is not his usual room.

    Even in the bed of the temple chief''s office, which I had used for the first time, I had been able to get enough sleep.

    A slowly awake Cathedral Knight (Paladin) tries to get out of bed, and his gaze stops moving.

    "Are you going to wear that..."

    After all, the bridesmaid costume I thought was something prepared by Alcia and Acorn. It was strange that there were no measurements, no costumes, no tailoring, but yesterday all the questions were iced away.

    You''re right, we had ice melting. No way, I just didn''t think that Truss-Sink God in response to Alusian plea would be created by a secret trail (Sacramento).

    The pure white bridesmaid costume sitting in the corner of the room was a wedding dress well known to Yut and Akane. I mean, no one else wore this type of dress besides Eudit.

    Overall shiny and fluffy silhouette. The delicate lace that spreads like this reminds me of a white rose, so beautiful that it gives me a sigh of sigh.

    A plush, circular pull hem (lane) is also a word of luxury.

    Even though it is in God''s hands, it does not mean that there is magically a special power.

    But materials and tailoring are just divine.

    And more importantly, it suited Valtrude well. Its beauty makes it possible for her to follow most clothes and ornaments, and the design that doubles its beauty is very limited.

    More than I imagined. No, I saw a beautiful dress I had never imagined, and I drooled my head over the goddess of death and sorcery to convey my sincere gratitude.

    "But you can''t move, this is"

    "There''s no need for brides to move by Val''s standards"

    Yes, there was an act that could be truncated from Alcia, but the lights were hidden. I saw myself trying it on, and imagined where Yut could see it, dyed it bright red to the neck instead of the cheeks.

    I even fell in love with Akane, who is of the same sex, for this.

    Again, Shiatsu looks at that dress.

    I remember the bridesmaid costume I saw in the village of Ozlick when I was a kid. I just decorated the slightly superior clothes with laces knitted by the bride or her mother. The fabric and the tailoring should not compare anything.

    Still floated in the back of my brain, I guess, because its essence is the same.

    Celebrate the gateway and pray for happiness as it is and.

    "I don''t know."

    Valtrude twists his neck when it''s an idea that''s not who he is.

    It''s not good to not think, but it''s not better to think too much. At least, it''s not my style. When you lose yourself, you can make a hell of a mistake.

    If you''re the only one who gets annoyed with it. But today there are Yut, his parents, Zein from the village of Ozric, and Arsia and Akane.

    I couldn''t let my loved ones be ashamed of me.

    "Calm down, Valtrude"

    That''s how he crushes it, then he punches his cheek and stands up. He moved straight to the window and opened the curtain. It is not yet fully dawn at night, and a faintness of cheeks.

    A knock sounded indoors as I laid my hands on the glass of glass of glass iron (crystal iron) to touch the fresh air.

    "Dear Valtrude, we are ready for you."

    "Thanks"

    After briefly conveying her apologies to Alaina, Valtrude returns to bed to get dressed.

    From now on she cleanses herself, prays to God, and comes to the ritual of marriage. Until then, I won''t be face-to-face with Yut. On the contrary, I hadn''t even exchanged words with him to be my husband in the past few days.

    I understand how busy you are, but if I say I don''t miss you, I lie.

    But that''s not soft enough to be a nervas. Yes, if you hold the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight), you will feel his presence.

    Besides, if you stay safe today, the problem will be solved.

    That''s right. At that moment when I regained my mind and put my hand on my nightgown, I felt a shake all over the building.

    "An earthquake?

    It was a pretty strong shake but without upsetting the balance, wait to fit quietly. However, I rarely had a wrinkle between my eyebrows - which still doesn''t compromise my beauty - with a harsh look on my face.

    The earthquake will subside without a minute''s wait.

    But Valtrude didn''t break the tension.

    Ever since I moved to Falve, there''s never been an earthquake.

    And in this Brewers, you couldn''t just say it was unusual. Many monsters run underground like insects (Insectians). Being like Taraskus would also be able to have about an earthquake just by walking.

    "Looks like it''s getting dark out there too..."

    Something is happening.

    He was Valtroude, who had the sword of the Heavenly Ride in his hand before changing clothes, but was convinced of the anomaly at that moment.

    For a moment, he immediately pulls his lips together and opens the door with his sleeping clothes, although distorting his expression as if to cry out.

    "Alana! Somebody!

    "Dear Valtrude! Outside!"

    "I know. I''m sorry, but check the situation. First, who is left in the temple? And what''s going on out there? When it comes to the outside, you don''t have to risk it."

    "Ri, I understand. So, what about Master Valtrude?

    "First, I''m gonna get dressed"

    "Oh, you are"

    Nod as Alana was drained of poison. It''s important to be nervous, but it doesn''t make sense just to be nervous.

    Apparently moderately loose, she runs out to confirm the personnel remaining in the temple first.

    "Well, I''m used to trouble..."

    Nothing, I get a sigh of sigh that I won''t be hit by a commotion on a big day. I also feel sorry for Yut that he''s worried about everyone.

    Yes. Trouble is definite.

    Anyway, the position of Yut, which I feel with a state-sensing ring, is very far away. It''s not just physical distance.

    It''s like we''re separating the world.

    Valtrude was thinking while wearing magical silver (miserable) armor rather than ritual festive clothing.

    If you can imagine, you will have been thrown into a very difficult situation.

    "Ha, it''s tough!

    "How''d it go?

    The last time I was tweaking the big shield integrated with the cage hand, Allena North Tin jumped in out of breath.

    "It''s not Falve out there."

    "... well. So, what happened to the personnel in the temple?

    "Ha, yes. We have all 35 people packed in the temple today."

    "Are you hurt?

    "Of course I am."

    Valtrude exhaled in relief. The worst seemed to have been spared.

    For now, now.

    "So, I sent him outside for reconnaissance."

    "Stop eating!

    "Don''t make me dirty!

    The anger that interrupts Alana''s report echoes from the outside.

    "Dear Valtrude!

    An already armed Hellenonian Virgin ran off shaking the stop. Reach the entrance to the temple at a speed you don''t think you''re wearing sheet metal armor.

    There, it was already a battlefield.

    A bipedal monster (monster) with a rhinoceros head that produces two horns from the tip of his nose blocks the entrance to the temple in one piece.

    And so high as to reach the ceiling, he shakes up his two-handed battle axe and tries to hunt his flesh for his life with one blow.

    "Back off."

    "Ha, ha."

    Desperately waving long swords (long swords) aside, Valtrude confirmed the presence of his enemies and put his hand on the pattern of the heavenly mounted sword as he ran through.

    "Select"

    Speak the word (test word) and decide what effect the monster deserves.

    "GOOOOOOOO"

    "To that extent? I have more powerful friends than you."

    With a shield placed on his left arm, he takes the blow of a battle axe disappointingly. The thought of breaking each side of this building will not bring down the beautiful Cathedral Knight.

    And flash.

    The elusive blade of Flamberge, however, appeared from the sheath of bold iron as it slipped and scolded the monster''s torso.

    White meteorite iron (Meteo Steele) flows through the inside of the sword body adjusts the balance, and at the moment of impact the weight changes so that the Heavenly Mounted Sword exerts maximum destructive power.

    Of course, that doesn''t end there.

    Sanctify, Pointed Blade, which strikes a deadly blow, and Disconnect, which seals the movement.

    Plus, "Slay" against the Devil.

    Valtrude''s chosen demonization ensures that the demon - the rhino demon Souguziamus - takes away his fighting power.

    "Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

    But the rhino demon, which boasts precisely superhuman endurance, never stops. If you can''t move anyway, tell Axe of War more power.

    That''s about all Valtrude knew.

    There is another demonization that will not be settled by one blow.

    "Break."

    The Cathedral Knight, who swung through the Horse of Heaven sword, re-energizes with his opposite hand as it is. To the neck of the rhino demon Souguziamus, thicker than its Valtrude torso.

    White flash.

    An absolute blow triggered, and the properties of "Double Break" fanned. Slowly, as if you cut down a tree, your neck and body deviate (...).

    "Again, this sword is wonderful"

    The blade spill looks at a new love knife that doesn''t even come with gray blood paste. Then he confirmed how the rhino demon fell and fell - and soon forgot its existence.

    I can''t help it either.

    The vision that the giant was blocking opens, and the outside look into my eyes. As Alaina said, it wasn''t Falve outside.

    A mixed wind blows, and the earth is as cold and hard as steel, and the sun never shines.

    "Again, is this Naruto?"

    If we stay safe today, the problem will be solved.

    But it seemed rather difficult to make that happen.

 288 5. Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O Igle (Previous)

    "Hmm? An earthquake..."

    That day, Yut felt wobbly and woke his eyes.

    A forcible awakening, like a sight or a head.

    It''s like I was dreaming, like I wasn''t. Forced to interrupt sleep takes away normal thinking.

    Well, I didn''t feel like sleeping twice.

    Yut loves it - I just want to think it''s not addictive - Huberd''s bed gives the user a rest equivalent to double his real time. As a result, physical fatigue had almost recovered.

    "No, an earthquake. You''re crazy."

    When I was in Japan rather than Earth, the earthquake interrupted my sleep and other common events. Instead, he often slept unaware.

    But things are different here.

    There are numerous creatures that live underground, and some monsters can have an earthquake just by walking. Besides, there was a spell that triggered the earthquake, as I once used it for the Giant settlement.

    He weaves a white robe over his cotton nightgown indicating he is a good sorcerer and flies out of the window with a "Flight" spell.

    I rose with a breath holding a spell document and watched the city under my eyes.

    Even when it came to earthquakes, I guess it wasn''t on a big scale. There are no buildings that are collapsing.

    Yes, the building that''s collapsing.

    "What, that"

    There was a black hole in the corner of the city of Falve.

    With a crease between his eyebrows when he saw it reminiscent of the doomsday power of the helix of despair (Leliouria), Yut headed to the scene with fierce momentum the next moment.

    Nowhere else, like sleeping discomfort.

    What I have is a feeling of impatience as if my heart had been eagled.

    "Val!"

    I noticed.

    That where that black hole is, there was the Temple of Helenonia.

    There, to the fact that there were the sweetest people.

    Nauseating, Yut stepped down on the ground - to the side of a pit of pitch black. But the facts remain the same trying to observe right on the side.

    "Magic Sensing"

    Not yet finalized. I have something to do.

    Supported by that thought, Yut activated a spell. First, we need to know who that space is.

    "... I have a reaction"

    I can feel the magic. I mean, it''s not nothing. I find that it has nothing to do with the spiral of despair, and my powers fall out of my whole body.

    While scolding such a body, Yut continued to concentrate even more.

    It''s worth it, and we''ll find out who that big hole is.

    Perhaps that''s a kind of dimensional gate (portal). It seems to be shutting down functionality now, but if we analyze it, we''ll know where we''re going.

    "Zeras, what God said, is this the big deal? I didn''t know there was going to be a weird cross spear this time of year."

    At the same time I feel at ease, I get a flurry of anger.

    I don''t even have to bring out the horse. Let me give you some guidance with this hand.

    To do so, we must first perform an analysis of this dimensional gate by causing Vainamarinen.

    "I''ve kept my schedule so far. I''ll fix it by the end of the day. Absolutely."

    It couldn''t have been acceptable, such as being separated from Valtrude for days.

    At that moment of determination, Magic Sense detects another reaction. I did not react to an organism, the subject is only an article.

    However, that number was too high.

    "Arrived a long time ago, Arch Mage."

    "Who is it?

    Yut''s expression is slightly distorted.

    That would be because she associated the evil demigod with her redhead.

    Wolf-cut redhead, fierce swordsman. Covering the lower half of her face with a hard mask, she is so out of balance in her hands and feet that she can tell at a glance.

    That looks deceptively picturesque and even makes me feel physiological disgusted.

    Just a few of them, but all the more so because they have something in common with that Verga.

    But in general, it would be around her, not herself, that would attract the most attention.

    Longsword (Longsword), Two Handed Sword (Great Sword), Knife, Battle Axe (Battleax), Short Spear (Shortspear), Longspear (Longspear), Spear (Hulbert).

    Due to any force, a cluster of twofold and upright weapons surrounded it.

    Still a few meters away, but I can tell enough to say I don''t like its heterogeneity.

    "Kuhaha. Are you so worried about Valtrude Istas? By now, you must have received a warm welcome from me."

    "No, I''m relieved"

    Yut switched his mind quickly.

    I feel bad because I think they''re human.

    That''s a monster.

    Then we have to take them down.

    "I''m curious to welcome myself while I''m here - but my wife can''t possibly lose to the kind of fool who comes out on purpose saying she''s the killer"

    "Keh. Chest shit. I''ll kill you."

    "My spell is faster"

    My distance is a few meters.

    Even if he doesn''t become a leading swordsman, Yut is another great magician.

    "Three Spirit Spears (Hexa Gramaton)"

    Rapid 9 page cleavage unfolds from the spell document. Earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness. It turns into a luxurious long spear colored with the iconic colour of the six sources, and kills into a red-haired martial artist.

    "Kehaha! It''s a stupid extreme to try a spell like this..."

    He waved a long sword from the sword grove that was floating around him and slammed it on a red long spear.

    The blade and blade collide, antagonize, and smash and scatter on both sides.

    "I like the fact that it''s a weapon!

    "It''s impossible, even though we discuss it"

    A theoretical spell on the Ninth Staircase - albeit demonized - stabbed through the blood-sucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing was destroyed with just a weapon.

    Yut may have raised his voice, but he misunderstood one thing.

    I''m not discussing it.

    A blow is bound to break.

    It''s in that style that you throw away your weapon with a blow all over your body.

    As if claiming it loudly, he destroys the spears of one source after another by crushing the battle axe with a short spear with a knife and a spear.

    Indeed, the attack of the Three Spirit Spears, which automatically hunts evil, may be inferior to the masters. Still, it was close to divine business to destroy up to five bottles.

    But Yut isn''t watching in silence either.

    "Strong Wind Down (Downburst)"

    Intense gusts of wind against remaining spears of light, not red-haired swordsmen. So the last pair of Spirit Spears, whose orbit went crazy, stepped out of the opponent''s defensive zone and stuck its tip to the dovetail.

    And - extinguish at that moment.

    "Kehaha! I told you. It''s a stupid spell."

    "Magic deterrence? No..."

    If you can do that, it''s quicker to seal this spell. There was some doubt that that fierce martial artist would choose it, but I didn''t even think I''d miss the opportunity to show off the difference in power.

    "This guy''s like a physique, like this indestructible swordsman Ginny O. Igle."

    Demons.

    Jinni O. Igle, the swordless demon. Nara''s strongest swordsman with complete anti-spell properties. The heretical demons who once challenged ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia also tore away and were forbidden to take their lives.

    Its nature is turmoil.

    Drowning in the struggle, I remember the superior joy of fighting the mighty.

    "I''ll tell you one thing at a time, if you defeat me here, Valtrude Istas won''t come back."

    "But it won''t be a reason not to take them down."

    Even if they are demons.

    Even if the theoretical spell doesn''t work.

    Making this Falv a battlefield doesn''t make it any different that he''s the one to beat.

    "Must be. Neither am I going to let you get away with this...!

    Ginny O. Igle grabs a two-handed sword and stuffs the make with the sword grove.

    I can tell because I was on Valtrude''s side.

    The Unslayer is also a superior swordsman. Yut and so on, you will never be enemies if you try a million times. So isolated.

    "No begging for your life! Kehaha!"

    Nevertheless, Yut did not try to move with his gaze down on the spell.

    A two-handed sword blow with a centrifugal force rolling out of his long arm slows Yuut.

    Double-cut or crushed?

    Any future depends on the sharpness of the sword.

    But there was no future to confirm it.

    "Yut, pay some attention"

    "You were late, old man"

    I''ll never be enemies in Yut, but unless it''s him, it''s not a story.

    "My son, full of energy at night... be!

    A rock giant (Jarloot) releases Spike Flail in a remote position for 10 meters, pulling the chain-tangled two-handed sword at all costs.

    No creature exists that rivals its muscle strength, which has also driven Taraskus away.

    The Unslain Swordsman also stepped and was pulled away from Yut.

    Together, Exile confirms what''s at stake while making sure he gets his distance.

    "So what happened to Val?

    "Safe... I think"

    "I see. Do you need to take this guy down to help?"

    Not that there was any far-fetched reluctance, but you''re absolutely right.

    "I am Jinni O. Igle, an immortal swordsman, a resident of Nara. You want to know the names of your enemies?

    "Right. Let''s remember for a while."

    "Kehaha! I''ll make it an unforgettable day! Forever in the future!"

    With Spike Flail and a two-handed sword, the Rock Titans and the Demons begin to draw. The Unslayer can also throw away his weapon. But if you do, you''ll just be attacked by Spike Flail, who remains entangled with a two-handed sword.

    It is established because we know it, the impending distance.

    "It seems that the spell will not work for Jinni O. Igle, the swordless demon, whether in science or divinity. But the effect of being demonized should be effective."

    Immunity to spells due to their anti-spell properties is limited to those aimed at the person only. It doesn''t have the effect of undoing everything you touch.

    Otherwise, the weapons Ginny O. Igle has in his hands will also lose demonization.

    "Okay. You''re right."

    Exile laughing at.

    There''s another fact Yut didn''t dare mention.

    If it''s anti-spell, it''s meaningless for Jonah''s psychic powers.

    Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) will not interfere - rather, Falv will be doomed if they interfere - but there are kings of Alsace in addition to their companions.

    If it stays that way, there''s no reason to lose.

    "Think about it, don''t cancer!

    "Humans use measures to defeat demons. I don''t want you to bore the King''s Road."

    "No. I don''t know. This is why you can''t have a magician (wizard). I hate it."

    The demons summon in a childlike tone that has been turned into a rebellious plan to play together.

    "So it''s a penalty!

    The Unslain Swordsman let go of his own two-handed sword.

    Exile couldn''t have missed that gap, swinging Spike Flail wide and slamming him on the red-haired demon.

    "Kehaha! This feeling, this pain is what it means to live"

    Even if you get a huge weapon on you like an anchor, Ginny O. Igle just makes a mockery.

    He was a rock giant who tried to unleash further pursuits that such madness had nothing to do with it, but it turned out to be a failure.

    Before the second blow struck him, the Unslain Swordsman swung a sword out of the sword grove and released it into heaven.

    It draws a parabola and pierces it into a pit of pitch black, from which something like sludge overflows.

    As Yut judged, it was a dimensional gate there.

    And it''s more than a gate, it can''t be a one-way street.

    Gradually, the sludge overflows at a pace that piles up on the ground, which takes the form of an organism.

    "I''ll tell you what''s good."

    However, it was not a decent organism.

    Mosquitoes the size of wolves. Fang-grown gorilla. gutted out, no, a tentacle organism composed solely of guts. A rhino with a weapon on foot. Two-headed lion.

    "You can''t kill me no matter how much I slaughter, as they nickname me Immortality. Instead, we can reborn the devil. Oh, yeah, yeah. When that happens, your family has the same power."

    Born out of shape.

    I mean, a bunch of demons.

    "All the inhabitants who swelled up at the festival, would you like to turn them into demons?

    I don''t know the part covered with a mask.

    But no doubt its mouth was delightfully distorted.

 289 6. Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O Igle (After)

    "That''s just great. Oh, that''s great, Valtrude Istas."

    It is too pure to say evil, and to describe it as admiration sounds a voice with madness.

    Shortly after I skipped the neck of the rhino demon Souguziamus. I don''t see him, and only my voice echoes the temple of Helenonia, which has fallen to the naught.

    "Who is it!?"

    Alana, who came late, raises her voice towards the void, even though she is a little bit of a falling, lying rhino demon.

    I don''t know if I can respond to that, but one shadow appeared at the entrance to the temple.

    Wolf-cut redhead, fierce swordsman. Covering the lower half of her face with a hard mask, she is so out of balance in her hands and feet that she can tell at a glance.

    That looks deceptively picturesque and even makes me have physiological disgust.

    Valtrude frowns at a trait common to the Evil Empress who ascended to heaven.

    But in general, it would be around her, not herself, that would attract the most attention.

    Longsword (Longsword), Two Handed Sword (Great Sword), Knife, Battle Axe (Battleax), Short Spear (Shortspear), Longspear (Longspear), Spear (Hulbert).

    By any force, a cluster of twofold and upright weapons surrounded her.

    Still a few meters away, but I can tell enough to say I don''t like its heterogeneity.

    "Are you the martial artist I met in Hardenturm? Besides, the weapon... No, is it possible if it''s the devil"

    "Well, you know what? I couldn''t get on the invitation, so I invited you to Tomahaw Castle, the Red Tears of the Saints. No matter, I can''t help it. Naturally, I''m not going to get any recognition!

    "Is it the red tears of the saints? No way -"

    "Yes. I''m Jinni O. Igle, the swordless demon. Those who wish to slay the Holy Virgin of Helenonia."

    "... Helenonia, you mean return of interest instead of God"

    Even Valtrude knows the cause of the demons (Demon Road) and the ¡°ever-winning¡± Hellenonians known as the Unslain Swordsman.

    I''m not more surprised by its appearance than I knew this place was Naruto.

    "I don''t know if I''m going to replace the great one, but then you can target me alone. Go back to the Falve with the others."

    "Well, that''s boring - I guess! You, they say you''re a non-funny person!

    Don''t make up your mind.

    "They''re saying it in the back! Don''t tell me to the end!

    At the same time as that unfounded slander came to an end, change came.

    Based on the Unslain Sword Demon, the walls, the floor, and the ceiling gradually turn black.

    "Kehaha! It''s the beginning of the game. Remember the rules, Valtrude Istas. Otherwise, I don''t know."

    "Alana, please"

    "Is it a round throw!?"

    No. When the right material is in place, just say it in your heart and wait for words.

    "This fucking abominable Hellenonian temple, if it stays like this, will stain Naruto and you won''t be able to return. It''s easy to understand, if the building stains black, it''s game over!

    "Sounds like a demon. It''s a one-sided, unsolicited story. So, what do I do?

    "Easy. Kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me. That''ll stop the erosion."

    "It doesn''t seem to have been resolved."

    "Have you noticed? Kehaha!"

    What''s so much fun?

    The face covered with a mask is distorted to joy, and Ginny O. Igle spins the words of joy.

    "Well, I''d notice that. This is easy again. If you destroy this one, it''s clear. It''s easy, isn''t it? I don''t even need to remember."

    "Then you can still hit it with one hit"

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) looks at the demons with treasure-like eyes as he holds the Horseman of Heaven (White Knight) in the sheath of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

    I''m far from the Yuts, but that''s why I''m not willing to lose.

    "So... kara! So you''re saying it''s boring, right? Anyway, me and the one who got killed by my men will soon be the devil. Enjoy a little bite."

    He pushes his hobby unilaterally, and when he comes, the Unslain Swordsman laughs. In line with that movement, the surrounding sword forests also moved up and down.

    "You can''t let them get away with it."

    "I''m glad to be enthusiastically loved, but I''m the type to keep the fun out of it!

    "I haven''t heard, and I''m the only one I''ve ever loved"

    Valtrude runs through the ground with a dialogue that is likely to hold his heart if Yut is there.

    Stride stepping far beyond expectations.

    He zeroed my distance in an instant, and his sword flashed in the world where evil dwelled.

    "I''m not interested in cursing."

    The opposing Ginny O. Igle doesn''t move off the spot. I don''t even try to set up a weapon. However, he kicked up the wreckage of Souguziamus, the rhino demon rolling at his feet, and turned it into a shield.

    The heavenly mounted sword slashes and rips a corpse without a neck, and Valtrude takes his steps further. But there''s no such thing as an Unslain Swordsman already there.

    I guess I didn''t target the Exhaustion of the Cathedral Knight. He just wants to indulge in the way she suffers fighting before she matches the blades.

    For a moment, Allena and the others are driven by the urge to put aside and chase Ginny O. Igle.

    But with the approaching tremor, it had to be thrown away.

    The Unslain Sword Demon Ginni O. Igle rules < Unlimited Field >.

    Countless demons fill that horizon where the Temple of Helenonia was fallen.

    The tremors were the ground sounds of that large group traveling.

    "That''s the real deal."

    "Not quite!?"

    "Calm down. First, gather the people in the temple and go to the deepest warehouse. And let''s stand there."

    "Then it will be the same as dawning this temple."

    "Better than dying."

    Speaking in advance, Valtrude ran Allena. She herself waits for the demons without moving from the spot.

    Besides not counting, it''s a bunch of people who don''t even want to count.

    While we buy time, we just have to rendezvous.

    Passive for her, but for a reason.

    It is difficult for God''s will to reach it, either because it was too far from the earth and from heaven. The use of divine spells will not work as usual.

    In addition, by any effect, the magic of magical silver (Mithral) armor and shields appears to be attenuated. There''s a phenomenon going on that wasn''t even Earth.

    The Heavenly Mounted Sword is fine, but it''s hard to protect Alana and the others on her own. Truss-Sink God''s Wedding Dress will have to give up.

    I have no choice.

    Though I think so, my heart drops.

    But I never had time to lose myself to that emotion forever. The demons who push the vision of Valtrude through Yunxia occupy it.

    "Now, flatter the Exile"

    No feelings, no despair.

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia laughed lightly and said so, as she demonized her sword in her sheath again.

    "The Coffin of Reason"

    Yut detaches eight pages from the spell document and surrounds the place where the Temple of Hellenonia was located. The pages of the spell documents, at the same time stationary, each bound with light, became the culmination of the cube.

    The theoretical spells classified in this eighth staircase surround the subject with cages made of pure magic and restrict movement.

    It cannot be destroyed by physical means and does not even send spells, except in part.

    Therefore, it is synonymous with trapping the demons overflowing from Nara.

    "Kehaha! How many minutes does that guy have, Mage? (Wizard)! 10 minutes? 20 minutes?

    "Well, that''s about it"

    Pointing out the facts, Yut admitted to being a bulwark. No matter how powerful the spell on the eighth staircase is, I am aware that it is only symptomatic.

    At the same time, that''s enough.

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    Dozens of meters, five arrows fly in from the shadow of a remote object, scratching the sword grove and poking it from behind into the Unslain Swordsman.

    Cervical spine, heart, ankle. Its skill in precisely striking through the steeple of the human body is precisely divine.

    "Thank you for waiting. By the way, I like demons because they have guts."

    "Some don''t."

    "I hate them"

    Larsia, who arrives late in the Exile, shares her thoughts without benefit from where she has taken her distance. If there were a third party, you''d be stunned by the content and the lack of tension.

    "I mean, it''s too late."

    "Well, forgive me if I bring reinforcements."

    "In spite of this condition, don''t be relieved as usual"

    Your son comes down to the battlefield with a treasure sword and a smile.

    Now that there is no Valtrude, as a human being, the best sword user - King Alsace - has set up a traitor to confront Ginny O. Igle.

    As a court minister, it would be unacceptable, such as putting the king on a dangerous spot. But in this situation, it''s a comforting reinforcement.

    "Alsace Rothschild, King of Rothschild"

    "The Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle"

    "With the demons, there is no shortage. No, that''s a great opportunity. As a diocesan knight of the Hellenonian God, let''s ask for them."

    "Kehaha! I don''t say. I like it!

    The demons responded to the challenge as they seemed pleasantly pleasantly comfortable pulling out the arrows that pierced their entire bodies unconstitutionally.

    "Throw away your meadow races and your bows and arrows."

    "No way. Bows are stronger."

    Dialogue without body or lid, rejection without bite. For Larsia, combat is just a means to an end. It had nothing to do with the spirit of enjoying itself.

    "Yut."

    "- Okay."

    In the meantime, Exile and Yut pass through their will with only a short word and gaze.

    "Coming."

    "Come!"

    King Alsace, who can only be seen as a beautiful boy, sits on his back and swings through a treasure traitor.

    The Unslain Sword Demon takes a thick two-handed sword from the Sword Forest in his hand.

    Timed, Larsia releases an arrow.

    Exile, on the other hand, does not move while waiting.

    "Dimension Portal, Dimension Door"

    The spell Yut took out of the winding (scroll case) to allow short distance instantaneous travel.

    As if waiting for it - in fact, waiting for it - the rock giant (Jarloot) jumped into the gate without hesitation.

    In the Coffin of Reason. To the heart of the Devil''s Herd.

    "Nuo-oh."

    At the same time, Spike Flail''s storm blew. Exile, which has become a storm of destruction, is fortunate to strike out the demons.

    "Kehaha! That''s a lot of fun."

    "Can you afford to be looking around?

    King Alsace pulled a traitor.

    At the same time, he steps in sharply and releases a punch in a row.

    "Ha, isn''t it a burning blade?"

    It was an unexpected attack, but the two-handed sword is not used to poke. The Unslain Swordsman is not easy and on the contrary emits a sharp slash.

    A blow that should normally be inevitable. That was the moment I was waiting for.

    The deadly blow of Ginny O. Igle was automatically taken by the secret magic of Traiter.

    "Funny!

    "Still this?

    Slip the blade of the traitor who took the blow of the Unslain Sword Demon and swing the sword out as it flows. The trajectory became a white line, slashing and tearing the atmosphere at dawn.

    "Oh. That''s funny."

    The demons laugh out of the back of the mask, still, while the torso is cut to half with a blade.

    Fighting without chipping death and dignity is boring and such. It''s the same, even if it''s your own life.

    "Let me have more fun!

    "Too bad. I''m not going to prolong it."

    Larsia, who steps out of the shadows to secure the ray, says as she releases an arrow.

    "Ha. I''m gonna do that."

    "You said you brought reinforcements, right? You can''t call yourself an army by yourself."

    But that wasn''t aimed at the Unslain Swordsman. On the contrary, that arrow has no killing power.

    He drew parabola, not a straight line, and nodded up and pierced the ground.

    "Stay Away -" Fort of Glory "Photon Fortress" "

    Voices heard from the air.

    Along with that, King Alsace retreats greatly.

    At the same time, a wall of light connecting the arrows that stabbed the ground surrounds the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle. A temporarily retreating Eighth Staircase divine spell that also casts the tentacles of the spiral of despair (Reliouria).

    It becomes a cage that seals evil at the same time as a strong wall that protects itself.

    "Flare Burst - Enhancer!

    But this time, it wasn''t for any purpose. If you say so, it''s a breakwater to keep the damage from spreading.

    Reinforcements alongside Alusia using Fort of Glory - Yona worked her mental strength to its limits and unleashed her infused psychic powers. It''s as if the sun itself has fallen.

    "Kehehehehehehehehe"

    Down from the head, force and heat. I mean, a chunk of energy. A small sun that burns down only the interior in the Fort of Glory.

    As he embraced it, the devils spread their hands to welcome him in.

    Landing.

    In the dawn falve, a second eye sun emerges.

    A circular dance of light and heat (Rondo), played in a wild, runny way.

    The Unslain Sword Demon Jinni O ''igle - a pillar of the demon gods melted away in it.

 290 7. Strongest vs. Ever Winning (Previous)

    "Too brittle..."

    Jonah''s psychic powers wiped out the Fort of Glory, Ginny O. Igle, the swordless demon.

    The trace left in the city of Falve is a burnt road in circles following the aftermath of "Flareburst". And only the site of the Temple of Helenonia, which still has pitted pits of pitch black.

    "Demons (Demon Road), but not to this extent."

    It''s possible that we were too strong, not nagging. Nevertheless, the opponent''s resistance was too weak.

    I mean...

    "This way, I mean, I was there."

    Fate is only Valtrude. Given the cause of the Unslain Swordsman and the Hellenonian God, it is also believed that the temple was the aim, but then there is the dressed target of the fortress of the Falve.

    If the battle frenzy that gave you the glimpse is real, Valtrude is still the purpose.

    Yuut''s shoulder thinking about what to do...... is ridden by Jonah, who seems satisfied after a job. Even Alcia won''t say anything about it being recognized as a reward for merit.

    "Yut, what are we going to do?

    Exile, who killed the demon (Demon), asks about policy while receiving treatment from Alcia. If it''s not enough, write it all over your body instead of your face.

    And that was the same for the other warrior.

    "They''ve taken a good place... If you''re going to invade backwards, I''ll give you a hand too."

    "Instead, you''re telling me to let them fight."

    Ignoring Larsia''s pointer beautifully, Yut bows his head to King Alsace.

    "Ah. This time -"

    "Now I''m just a cathedral knight (paladin). No, not this time either?

    Against such a subordinate, Alsace lifted one hand and controlled that there was nothing hard about it. That would be more convenient for a lot of things.

    That was the same for Yut, so switch attitudes lightly.

    "Really? For now, apart from being able to rematch, I don''t think the demons will end up to this extent. It would be helpful if you could just be vigilant."

    "I understand. Besides, we can''t abandon the tragedy of this temple. Do you have a star on you?

    "No, not yet. I''ll have Zii from Vainamarinen help me, too, and I''ll hit him in the hand."

    I have also sent out an invitation to Dean Mel of Folio-Farina, but the fact that he was busy meant he hadn''t arrived here yet.

    However, there are no secrets (Sacramento) or magic that cannot be analyzed by two great magicians (Arch Mage).

    "Yut..."

    "I know. Well, Val would be fine, but I''ll do something about it early. Otherwise, we won''t make it to the wedding."

    Alcia, who has spoken with care, breathes in surprise. Even King Alsace, Larsia and Exile cannot carry on two sentences as well.

    "Aren''t we going to call it off if we don''t make it?

    "No way. You can''t do that by yourself, demons."

    It''s still early in the morning. There''s a few hours of respite.

    And it wasn''t Yut alone who was thinking that.

    "And..."

    "Val must be thinking the same thing."

    "Yona. that''s my dialogue...... Well, that''s not all, that''s all right."

    "What do you mean?

    Yut responded to the overhead inquiry with something that was clear but no one could understand.

    "Ginny O. Igle''s mistake must also be corrected."

    Temple of Helenonia fallen in Nara.

    Behind it, Valtrude was being hunted down. She was aware of it herself, but there is no magically convenient solution.

    No matter how much the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, the limits exist. Now, the demon who still took it away slips through his side.

    Ahead of that aim was the warehouse of the temple.

    "It''s the right time! Holy shit!"

    Several spears protrude from the inside of the barricade, signaling Alana''s call. The tip to which the Blade of Virtue, a blade of goodness, was granted, which only the Cathedral Knight could use, pierced the body of the devil.

    "Guchet."

    Hugh Henles, a four-legged demon with a chicken''s head growing one on each shoulder and belly, raises a scream that even the dead are likely to wake up. In fact, several clerics who were seriously wounded and rested in the warehouse blushed.

    But that was all that worked. When the long spear (Long Spear) is pulled out by the decree of the unleashed Allena, how the chicken demon falls and falls, becoming dust and vanishes.

    And the black-dyed floor restored only that part of its former color.

    contamination due to its presence in Nara.

    Though purified by continuing to defeat the demons, it is only maintaining the status quo. Even if we knew that, it should be noted that the 35 diocesan knights and clerics neither withdrew nor gave up.

    While Valtrude was buying time, he brought in furniture and other items to build a first-aid fence and switched the weapon to a long spear instead of the long sword (long sword) that Hellenonian God loved.

    Then, divide the personnel into squads of about 4 to 5 people to develop a rotating attitude.

    All in order to reduce the burden on Valtrude.

    "Did you manage to outdo me this time..."

    "Thanks to Valtrude, who is almost alone."

    (i) The clerics who take a break from the end of the battle speak to each other. At the end of their gaze, a pure white wedding dress. Shortly after Alana told me the story, she ran out of no-one and was securing it first.

    To be clear, they are - all of them, including Allena - leggy.

    If you are alone in Valtrude, it is also possible to overthrow a bunch of demons. At least, that''s what they think.

    So even if I wasn''t aggressive, I was ready to die myself if I could ask for it. Some actually tried to do so when they heard the devil could reincarnate them.

    The only reason I thought of it was because I knew very well that Valtrude would not ask for it.

    Then we should concentrate on avoiding the risk of death at all. Then you should be forgiven enough to protect what''s important to her.

    "Oh. I guess you''re sending me a demon we can take down."

    "It''s a hell of a story..."

    At first, I was overwhelmed by the fighting.

    She was the head of the temple of fame, but her teachings, which from time to time visit, arch to the diocesan knights and priests, are righteous but in action.

    The more arms you raise that way, the more you''ll see the difference in isolation.

    I''m sure you have different talents.

    More than that, the number of places was different. If you ask me, as an adventurer, I kept fighting vicious monsters and cults a few times a day.

    That much interaction between life and death will convince me of this strength as well.

    Never, I can''t imitate it.

    A boss, a teacher, and an admirer, she says she marries the man she loves.

    Not a single one, such as those who do not bless.

    "It''s time to get ready"

    "Oh. Don''t die."

    "He''s like each other."

    "Must be."

    Yes. It would be ruined if one of us died here.

    As a Hellenonian believer, it is a duty and a living thing to discuss evil. Even if they keep it down, they decided to prioritize their lives.

    Nothing else, for Valtrude.

    "Finally, have you even gone to the advanced demons"

    Couldn''t afford to realize that thought had come to mind, and in a passage a little further from the warehouse, the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia sheathed her Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight).

    The demon baller of the Fire, supposedly created by the evil fiery Spirit Prince Il Canjual.

    A disappointing body giant, covered with flames all over his body. The twisted corner borders the ceiling and blocks the entire aisle.

    A head similar to that of a goat, but in the end, it is all that can be described as evil.

    Its overwhelming superior demons appeared before Valtrude by lowering the other demons.

    "As for this one, I don''t want to fight, but this is also a contract."

    "Can''t you break your promise?"

    Advanced demons have intelligence beyond human beings.

    In a surprisingly easy to hear voice, the demons of the Fire declared war.

    "Magic Flame" Necrotic Flame "

    There are gods in the Brewers, good and evil, true and evil. Therefore the flames of evil emanating from Baller''s fingertips were also divine spells.

    But there is no such thing as an attack on Valtrude to this extent. Only his face is covered with a shield integrated with a cage hand, and he clings to it the other way around.

    "Don''t be soggy."

    "I knew it."

    If you become a superior demon, you will occupy a high place among the hosts of the demons. This demon of the Fire was no exception, and he was in a position to lead many demons as General of the Unslayer.

    Therefore, there is no mistake in seeing the strength of the target.

    This "Magic Flame" is just blinding.

    Fate is a weapon in both hands.

    An anomaly as if a long sword with fire had been put on the tip of the whip. I freely manipulate two weapons called whipsodes.

    It is not difficult to handle - all the more so if it is a narrow passageway - this whipsord can also be easily cut off from the neck, just like the demonization of Double Break, if the demon baller of Fire is in his hands.

    Yes, we knew Valtrude would storm this way. There are no other means of attack than approaching.

    As long as you put the blade there (...), the rest is on your own...

    "You know, this is the one"

    Against the demons of the Fire, this is the third time.

    If it''s about combat, there''s no way Valtrude will ever forget its properties.

    Wipsodes aimed at the neck muscles to cross have easily been played with shields that automatically prevent deadly attacks.

    All that remains is a baller that stands defenseless.

    "Select"

    Draw a knife from the Heavenly Mounted Sword in the sheath of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

    "Sanctification", "Pointed Blade" and "Extinction (Slay)" against the Devil (Demon) are basic.

    In addition, the demonization chosen against the demons of the fireworks was "Giant Blade (Enlarge)", "Autonomous (Auto)", "Extrusion (Bashing)".

    Leaving the user, the Heavenly Mounted Sword, however, according to the will of its owner, alone floats into the universe and waves a huge blade a total of six times.

    And each time, he went away to be pushed by the momentum.

    I chose Extrusion because I don''t want to be badly approached and burned with that flaming body - not that.

    "Oh, my God."

    I said, "I know."

    The lights of Baller''s life are extinguished when the Heavenly Mounted Sword is struck in a row.

    No, it bounced heavily on the verge of disappearing.

    The flame that was wrapping his whole body burned at once, and its soaring flesh dispersed with the roar. The first time I saw it, a huge explosion where Yut leaked his thoughts that it was "terrorism".

    The temple of Helenonia will sound from within, the floor will have a ceiling and the walls will look miserable.

    But that''s all.

    Valtroude, with the sword of the heavenly horsemen, returned due to the effects of Autonomy, is completely intact. No one can put their hands on her beauty.

    "This guy, hiccup. Ballard''s totally wasted."

    "Oh. Not at all."

    Two shadows emerge from across the smoke blast.

    Redheaded women with unbalanced hands and feet and herds of weapons.

    "Come on. Introduce yourself again, Valtrude Istas."

    "What are you doing?"

    "Alas."

    "Ginny O Igle"

    Two people playing offensive harmonies.

    I can''t even look at it wrong.

    There were two non-slayer swordsmen, Jinni O. Igle, and the demons.

 291 8. Strongest vs. Ever Winning (After)

    "You were surprised?

    "No, the demons. That degree of irrationality should rather have been"

    "Kehaha! I like this one"

    "I''ve got eyes all over the training ground."

    If you like it, the two non-slayer swordsmen laugh.

    Crossed passage.

    Ginny O ''igle standing at that corner. The two continue their conversation, drawing a triangle with Valtrude, who takes center position, scattering tension like walking on a blade.

    "I just want strength and strength."

    "After a while, there was no one left to fight"

    "That''s why I wished."

    "He wants to fight himself."

    The desire is a little. Just a little, it was understandable to Valtrude Istas too.

    But aspirations are aspirations.

    Normally, it won''t come true.

    "But did it come true because of the demons? No, because of its characteristics, did you climb up to the demons?

    "Either way is fine. This one''s handy. Killing you won''t kill you."

    "When we discussed it, I was just in a bit of a hurry. Kehaha!"

    Obviously, Valtroude sends a sharp gaze to the Unslain Swordsman, who tells him that if he doesn''t kill them both at the same time, he won''t perish.

    I have no reason to be subjected to such an application, but I can''t erase my memory either.

    "Are you going to be a two-on-one handful?

    "Apologize for forcing me to call."

    "If you''re going to entertain me... Nah"

    Two Ginny O ''igle kicked the ground, at the same time. Each with a long sword in his hand.

    We can''t target one side because the paths have crossed, and Valtrude can only intercept on the spot.

    A metallic sound echoed the temple of Helenonia in Nara.

    With a shield that integrates one with the cage hand, take the other with a heavenly mounted sword. Ironically, the sword that remained on the Giant Blade was another shield.

    The antagonism is for a moment.

    We couldn''t stand each other''s power and the weapon of the Unslayer was smashed and scattered.

    "Kehaha!"

    "More! More!

    Ginny O. Igle on the left pulls the Spike Sword (Rapier) out of the Sword Forest faster than he pulls the weapon. As it was, he released a poke so fast that he could see the remnants.

    Attacks that even the top adventurers would make a hive are also towed at this level.

    Valtrude dared to deal with it with all his might. Autonomy doesn''t mean you can''t do it yourself.

    Shield, do not pull a single step, and release a slash of swinging down as the attack slips.

    Originally ill-balanced, the Heavenly Mounted Sword is even more immense. Still, it should be noted that Valtrude''s power and moves captured the demons.

    Response to tearing meat and breaking bones.

    But the Unslain Swordsman is laughing.

    "Good blow."

    "I''ll pay you back."

    The Unslayer, who had gained freedom of movement, was in the ceiling on the right. It wasn''t a metaphor or anything, it was upright on the ceiling.

    Then wave down the spear (Hulbert) removed from the sword forest as if it were a scythe.

    "Gu."

    On an axe that approached him as sharply as a pendulum, Valtrude was forcefully struck in the back. It breaks the balance and enters the nostalgia of Ginny O. Igle, whose distance should have been away in "Extrusion (Bashing)".

    "Welcome"

    My mouth was hidden with a mask and I don''t know, but my eyes were delightfully colored.

    The Spike Sword is thrown away and instead the Dagger (Dagger) is placed in both hands, protruding against the shoulder of the Cathedral Knight.

    No hesitation, no mercy. A blow that doesn''t even make you feel the effects of the injury.

    "Let it go."

    On the verge of contact, Valtrude sank.

    While rolling down the ground and avoiding attack, place a huge sword on the glass iron (crystal iron) sheath with dimensional adjustment effect.

    (It was a failure...... ugh)

    The wound is shallow. It absorbs most of the magic silver (Mithral) armor and only leaves it somewhat uncomfortable. Because he was wounded a long time ago, and there''s no upset.

    But mistakes in judgment are not likely to be easily forgotten.

    If it''s a normal battle, you know the danger and reduce the number of enemies. All the more so if it''s a Valtrude that doesn''t work with a half-breed attack.

    But this opponent can''t defeat only one of them.

    "If you were Yut, would you say it was okay because you could make sure of it?"

    Follow the thoughts of your beloved as you roll around the hand throwing spear (Javelin) projected by the Overhead Unslain Sword Demon.

    That alone weathered and calmed the failures I thought I would never forget.

    On the verge of colliding against the wall, Valtrude spins his body around and rises forcefully.

    "Select"

    And unleash a wave-beating sword body.

    "I should be gone!

    Seeing the Heavenly Mounted Sword, Ginny O. Igle, who is on earth, raised her voice of joy.

    Earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness. Yellow, blue, red, purple, white, black - the sword body colored in six colors, which houses the power of each source.

    "It''s the most aggressive combination of these heavenly swords. See for yourself."

    "Try it. Yikes!

    Battle Axe (Battle Axe) is raised as the Unslain Swordsman speaks up. But mostly just shapes.

    As Valtrude jumped up the enemy''s battle axe, he swung down a 10,000-color blade as it hung.

    Sharp, almost a blow that can only be seen as light.

    Ginny O. Igle was full of gaps, but even if he was on guard, a blow he could never have avoided.

    At the same time as slashing it down, 10,000 colors - yellow, blue, red, purple, white and black light explode, earth, water, fire, wind, light and darkness - all the source elements dance mad.

    It is a possible slaughter because it is a blade that machined the fangs of a blood-sucking dragon (Brad Dragon) with a high affinity for witchcraft.

    "Kehaha! This guy is awesome!

    Surprise.

    Or madness.

    With the blade in his body, he was slashed and torn, and when he shouted satisfactorily, one crack of the Unslain Swordsman became dust and disappeared.

    "Hyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

    "When I said I couldn''t kill you, I was cursed and it was difficult."

    Ginny O. Igle, who remained standing on the ceiling. And from that shadow, the other girlfriend appears without sound.

    "It''s troublesome..."

    Strong.

    Sure it''s strong, but not enough to counter it.

    Il Canjual and Ig Nus-Zad were more overwhelming, and Verga was more terrifying.

    But the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle is more troublesome than that.

    Behavioral principles are extremely annoying. He doesn''t like his abilities either, but he runs out of this.

    At the time of the opponent, at the time he had to, this one is losing.

    "I have to get it back from there..."

    "Come on, Valtrude Istassu!

    "Let''s go have some fun next time, eh!

    Draw the sword out of the sword grove and descend to the ground.

    "Fun, etc."

    Now I won''t wait.

    At the midpoint between the two, weapons and weapons clash.

    Slash, cut back, receive, poke, deflect, change your posture, get pinched, avoid.

    A blade wielded by two Ginni O. Igles passes through the space where Valtrude was until a short while ago, playing a bundle of herself.

    "It''ll be fun."

    "That''s right. Exactly."

    The two quickly separated and simultaneously intercepted the sword of the Horizontal Mounted Sword waved by the Yokohami.

    Totally, I guess they''re the same.

    Despite the overlapping movements, it never gets in the way. On the other hand, it''s a good shield and this one''s handling is delayed.

    But it doesn''t matter.

    Valtrude, who viewed the stepping as shallow, left it to hit the magical silver armor, releasing a further stepping 10,000 colored blades.

    The degree to which the hand was injured because it was strong. But I''m taking the lead.

    "I don''t believe that if they kill me, I''ll be a demon!

    "I don''t doubt it, but I''m not even willing to die"

    "Ha. That''s crazy."

    I''m just certain.

    However, there is no time to say so, and one attack after another is carried out on the chest and on the torso.

    While doing so, sending and accepting it, Valtrude waits for his next move.

    "It''s too simple."

    "No, it would be basic"

    Rather preferably, align the blade with the Unslain Swordsman, who concentrated his consciousness downwards before switching to an attack on his head.

    I don''t feel we can understand each other in words.

    But the sword makes sense.

    Fun.

    That''s what I thought.

    "Dear Valtrude, You''re safe!?"

    That won''t be why.

    Simply because the demons we''ve been attacking no longer show up, we''re just here to confirm.

    But Allena Norstin got into the sight of the Unslain Swordsman Ginny O. Igle.

    I feel like I''ve been showered with cold water by that voice I hear from behind me.

    "Would you be more serious if I killed him?

    "Kehaha! You should try it! I still have the stock!

    I don''t do anything to change the knife, I just look back and throw it at Alaina.

    "Xamah."

    Valtrude, trembling in anger, cuts into his defenseless back, but the thrown blade never stops. I tried to chase him, but I can''t fulfill the restraint of another Ginny O. Igle.

    "I hope you don''t lick it."

    Alana and I weren''t alarmed. Also, it''s not like I don''t remember it in my arms.

    He''s forcing a knife that''s not suitable for throwing, and he''s throwing it while it''s slashed from behind. Hold on tight, shield yourselves.

    "No! Avoid it!"

    Everything was slow.

    The blade crashes into the shield, slashes and rips like candy, keeps flying, pierces Alaina''s left shoulder, and blows it away.

    The process looked like slow motion.

    When I twirl, one of her arms flies with the knife.

    "Shit, did you take it off?"

    "Well, bleed to death. No, I''m not dying, though. Kehaha -"

    Valtrude slashes the laughing Unslain Sword Demon under one sword. Totally, my eyes were fixed.

    "This way, it''s okay! That''s about it..."

    "Don''t push it!

    "You''ve got a lot of guts."

    "It''s kindness that makes it easier."

    The deafening voice of the resurrected demons.

    But it does lack a decision-maker.

    If you get serious and get desperate and get the priests in the warehouse, you can''t protect them.

    Yeah, she''s not alone.

    "I''m here to make a mistake right, Jinni O. Igle, the Unslain Swordsman"

    The temple of Helenonia in Nara, where sword wind blows and blood flows down. There, a rainbow cavity appeared.

    "Yut!"

    It''s real. Definitely. A state-sensing ring. No, the bond between the two of us tells us that.

    "Val, it''s late"

    Not only Vainamarinen, but also the Dimensional Gate (Gate), which he managed to open, looking to Dal-Lukash for cooperation.

    From there emerged the Great Mage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa.

    Standing with Allena, who has lost one arm, covered behind her back, with the two immortal swordsmen pinched between her, she exchanges words of colourless reunion with her beloved.

    "Isn''t there something more? I love you or something."

    "Larsia, it''s not the time."

    Of course, it''s not just Yut.

    In addition to Larsia and Exile, who exchanged words without tension, both Arsia and Jonah appeared.

    The Vainamarinen and King Alsace could not accompany them in order to get them to take care of the analysis and the local upset, but conversely, they have all their companions.

    "Severe Healing (Heavy Heels)"

    First, blocking the wound was a prerequisite, and without saying anything, Arcia cast a divine spell. We need another spell to get our arms back, but it''s enough for first aid.

    "Do you want to do it like you just did? Val gets involved, too."

    "Kehaha! That guy is flashy and good"

    "But it''s innocent!

    "I told you. I''m gonna correct that mistake."

    "Yut, they''re..."

    "I''ve looked it up on the ground. It made a double sense not to kill."

    I can''t kill him.

    And they didn''t kill me.

    Full of thoughts, the devil who drowns in battle with his sword.

    That''s the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle.

    "Well, I don''t care. Either way, I''ll kill them both."

    "If we don''t hurry, we won''t make it to the wedding."

    Alcia, who is supposed to perform the ceremony, finishes treatment for Alaina and rises.

    "Wedding dresses protect us all."

    "That''s the best. I''ll thank you later."

    "Don''t just talk inside me."

    "Damn, die. No, I''ll kill you."

    "It''s easy."

    Yut is not frightened, even if he is targeted for the murderous intent of mumbling. That''s nothing compared to this one''s anger.

    "You did this to make Valtrude desperate, to be serious, didn''t you?

    He chose the day of one of the major events: the wedding, taking hostages, and dropping the temple into Nara.

    That and all of this, to fight the best Valtrude one-on-one.

    "It''s all wrong."

    "This Fucking Mage (Wizard)"

    "I can''t wait to talk about it!

    "I agree with that"

    A lightly betrayed meadow race (Magner) releases an arrow.

    It pierced the throats and hearts of the two demons at about the same time.

    "Wow."

    Then, a giant spike flail occupies the narrow passage like an anchor, once again trying to beat two non-slayer swordsmen down at the same time.

    Exactly, it flies away if it''s not something you can accept - in a way, that''s what the Rock Giant (Jarloot) thinks.

    "Aim this way."

    "Do whatever you want!

    The Spike Flail of Exile does not touch the flesh of Ginny O. Igle.

    But I swept away the sword forest around it.

    Even Taraskus can''t break his weapon, even though it belongs to the demons. Around, fragments of the weapon splattered.

    "Elemental Missiles - Multiple!

    Along with that, two huge ice spears, all seen as siege weapons, are fired, turning around the flesh of the Unslain Swordsman.

    "Coming."

    At that time, the Cathedral Knight moved.

    Meanwhile, it was strongly damaged and Ginny O. Igle is not frightened to lose his weapon. He grabbed the remaining broad two-handed sword (Great Sword) from the sword grove and shook it beside Valtrude''s feet, both of them together.

    Attacks aimed at upsetting the balance, not killing.

    "Is it the same thing to think about?"

    Slash and tear 8 pages of the spell document and expand it to the feet of the demons. It is clear that there is such a tremor that it cannot stand.

    Only, an earthquake caused by a spell. Therefore, resistance to spells also makes no sense.

    The demons will also be out of balance, unable to attack or defend themselves.

    "Well, that would involve Valtrude Istas."

    "Is there such a stupid story?"

    Valtrude was flying. Launch Boots of Wings, the military boot of flight, as if you expected this to happen.

    "Lightning Charge"

    He avoided foot payments and earthquakes in a state of flight, became a light and stormed, breaking the torso of Ginny O. Igle as it remained its momentum.

    The ensuing explosion of 10,000 colors crushes the demons.

    "Kehah."

    First and foremost.

    At that moment, I see eye to eye with the remaining Unslain Swordsman.

    I was laughing.

    Open your mouth - the mask was open on both sides, big mouth open and laughing.

    From that oral cavity, a long, long tongue pops out. You hid it in your mask - your snake-like tongue held a dagger.

    But there is no upset in Valtrude.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    He brakes suddenly in the air and releases the six serial slashes of "Demonic Strike" in one breath, looking at the blade being offered towards his right eye.

    It doesn''t pass, it slashes and rips and chops and crushes the Unslain Swordsman.

    I destroyed the demons at the price of one eye - not one eye.

    "Light Shield"

    On the verge of doing so, a shield representing the sacred mark of Truss-Sink God appeared and prevented the attack.

    "Val, be a little more careful"

    "No problem. I believed you."

    Neither Valtrude nor Jonah may be the same in Alcia.

    With that sentiment for the conversation between two childhood friends, Yut solved his last mystery.

    "You know what I mean? The best Valtrude is when you''re fighting with us."

    "Kehaha! That was a blind spot -"

    I can''t finish saying it to the end, and the flesh of the Unslain Swordsman melts in a grumpy fashion.

    "Damn, I''m going to hate red-haired women"

    A rare, pioneering voice for Valtrude. I just let it go up and it could have been a feat in a way.

    I can''t kill him.

    They didn''t kill me.

    The demons, who were supposed to do so, accomplished and destroyed the latter, which is impossible.

    From the bottom of my heart, be content.

 292 9. At the end of the journey

    On the day the wedding of Istas Marquis Valtrude and Jiazai Yut Amaxa took place, Falv was a cloudless splendor.

    People gathered in this city, including the pedestal of God reserved for the suburbs, spoken out that the gods would also be blessing them.

    I wouldn''t have thought you were actually right.

    Calm cheerfulness you can even imagine, such as the freak that happened in the early morning. In fact, it was only the parties who knew that the Temple of Helenonia had fallen into Nara.

    Apart from visiting participants from various countries, including the Divine King Seneca II, not even Queen Eudit or Chancellor Dieter Schukel and other officials of the Rotosilt Kingdom have been informed.

    When it comes to the only change that makes you feel it, the fact that the wedding venue has changed from the Temple of Hellenonia.

    The Temple of Helenonia, which destroyed the Unslain Sword Demon Jinni O. Igle and returned from Nara. It appeared in the exact same place as if it had been fitted in, but the damage was enormous.

    Nevertheless, by the gods who appeared as if they had anticipated the timing-

    "Well, that''s all right."

    "Rather, it cannot be left unattended"

    - and it was repaired beautifully, but it was emotional to use it as it was.

    For this reason, it was to be executed in a square in the heart of the city of Falve, which was prepared as a venue for a reception - in short, a banquet - in front of the building to invite more people to attend.

    "What is this, a hit on me?

    Larsia, the pioneer who held the ceremony here, blurred, but soon read the air and turned the men he was bringing from Hardenturm to the venue setting.

    Otherwise, Exile ran to a change of security and Claude Laker and the clerks were busy working on a sudden rescheduling, but by the time the sun plunged into Jomtien, they were ready.

    Later, the ceremony began as planned in this place, which would be called Bride''s Square.

    Virgin Road extends from the south side of the square to the central altar. On the red carpet, Yut, the groom, starts walking first.

    Wearing a grey tuxedo brought in from Earth, he can''t move, however, because of unfamiliar clothing or because of nervousness.

    No, I might have simply been uncomfortable in the eyes of many people.

    Anyway, this venue alone has hundreds of people.

    More than ten times that gaze is gathered by adding to the broadcast of the phantom spell thrown round Vainamarinen.

    Even yuuts who save the world or drain their liver by subdivine spells (immortality spells) cannot remain normal minds.

    And there was another reason Yut was getting attention.

    "Brave man, stretch your spine properly. Walk with a grand chest."

    "That''s what I''m saying."

    A childhood conversation that is exchanged in a whisper.

    Yes. Yut''s attendant, Acorn, was serving.

    My fianc¨¦e comes to the wedding as an escort.

    Normally, first of all, a situation that is not physically possible. But even though it was Alcia who executed the ceremony itself, Acorn couldn''t just be a participant.

    (What do they think, this... brave guy thinks)

    His thoughts and other prospects and acorns smile secretly. A rare role even for the Brewers, where polygamy is recognized.

    It''s just that this kind of thing is the first thing that matters.

    We have to make sure we don''t push strange women at all.

    That''s what I was thinking, and coincidentally, someone I know who was in attendance got into my sight.

    Regina, Kagra, Petra.

    As councillor of Hardenturm, as representative of the Dragon Man (Dragonewt) living in the Kera Forest, as daughter of the Folio-Farina assailant councillor.

    Each is assigned a relatively good place among the invitees.

    And the three of them who have a fondness for Yut.

    Acorn presented them with the opportunity because he was in the same position himself. I have a sense of being interrupted between Yut and Valtrude.

    Then they should be given it too.

    Do you take advantage of that good opportunity or do you shake it on a stick? I already keep the ball.

    Passing beside the three of them, smiling and sincerely blessing, Yut reached the altar.

    My parents and I were in the front row, we just had a little eye contact.

    That''s it, enough.

    I waited for the bride to appear as I broke up with my dog Colo, who is rarely grown up at the feet of the two of us - and this is all I think would have been nice to have made the venue outdoors.

    Minutes to be seated on the altar.

    Along with Zein as his father, Valtrude showed up.

    The bride is beautifully pampered.

    But needless to say, she was isolated.

    Wedding dresses protected even if they fall into Nara fall become tranced by beauty, even if they are not known to be by the hand of God.

    Despite his face hiding in the vale, no, that''s why he had the beauty to pass on.

    Today, active and healthy beauty gives way to a step, instead engraved into the mind of those who see chaste and quiet beauty as unforgettable memories.

    A tranced sigh swirled in the venue and on the pedestal of God, enveloping the whole Falve.

    In this venue were figures of cathedral knights (paladins) and clerics who had fallen into Nara with Valtrude. Though he was advised to take care of himself, no one followed him as one.

    Naturally.

    the value of what I defended myself. And it''s a great opportunity to see what it''s worth.

    With Alana at the head, their expressions were truly sunny and proud.

    That being said, Valtrude, who often walks on Virgin Road, was remembering his parents.

    Precisely, I don''t remember enough.

    I hear my father was a fine warrior. My mother was beautiful, but she was also a delightful person in her child''s heart. So I thought I''d be strong.

    Trying to surpass my father, whom I barely remember.

    Trying to help my mother who loves me, poor or struggling.

    I wanted to show both of you this sight.

    I wanted both of you to see this sight.

    But that''s an unfulfilled dream.

    "I guess we''ll both see."

    "... do you?

    "You bet."

    Zein''s words, which can be called both the other father and grandfather, cross her mind.

    (Right. Are you watching me...)

    Then tears don''t look good on a day like today.

    It''s a happy day, so you should be smiling.

    Valtrude also ascends to the altar, feeling the gaze of Larsia and Exile in the front row.

    From Zein, who walked along Virgin Road, the bride was handed over to Yut.

    The ceremony begins.

    "Afraid, I offer to the gods who dwell in heaven"

    Lingering voice like rolling a silver bell.

    With just one word that Arcia uttered, other sounds disappeared from the venue.

    "Yut Amaxa and Valtrude Istas are here to pledge their covenant and permanent love as husband and wife"

    The performance continues.

    "He and she worship the gods and, without becoming ungrateful, help each other and prosper their doors to their descendants. And this covenant, which the gods have guided, is an edge, and it is a firm promise to live with you ever more, when it is not easy, when it is not in accordance with your will."

    After a breath, Alcia turns to the bride and groom, not to heaven.

    Now it''s Yut''s turn.

    "The two of us who perform the ritual of marriage are hereby sworn to love, respect, help each other, and live together unchanged for the rest of our lives. Bless our future, if you will."

    At the same time as the groom finished playing, a twirl happened.

    Everyone is looking beyond the altar - at the sky.

    There, when did it emerge? There was a rainbow in heaven. It''s as if the gods are blessing these two gateways.

    Of course, it''s not Yut''s manipulation or anything.

    "Which god?"

    "Saana."

    The two whispering at each other in a whisper. That and that was just asexually fun.

    "I''ll go on."

    To those two, Alcia still pays attention in a whisper.

    "The gods heard their vows. To make it eternal, show me the proof."

    In response to that word, the bride and groom turned to each other.

    Besides, Yut raises the vale.

    I breathed unexpectedly into its beauty.

    I don''t need words.

    Wordless.

    Yut, so that''s it. Without immunity, you must have forgotten me on the spot and let me go.

    She held her shoulder in such a beautiful and loving way that she leaned slightly on her neck and took her vow.

    Serious, heartfelt kiss.

    The two left after a long hiatus that worried the attendees.

    From no one, applause and cheer. No, the first thing I did was Ritna, who''s right next to Larsia.

    The two respond to the cheers of the attendees as they join hands.

    Participants, naturally given the formation of this city, have a lot of dwarves. Though they tend to be bigoted, Dwarf youngsters laugh cheerfully well.

    Their drinks accompanied the ceremony.

    Chief Miranda of Mainz is also grinning at Shiatsu''s face without hesitation.

    The Zinga and other dragon men and other inhabitants, who were to be brought from Oriental Li Kutua, have all given us their blessings in vain.

    That is nothing more than what they have accomplished in this land.

    Clerk Claude Laker cries so badly that his face sneezes, and so do the civilians around him.

    Yuut''s parents in the front row gave me a firm nod.

    So far, I''ve been worried.

    Keep it up, I guess.

    But he''s admitting it.

    That''s what I''m glad I can''t accumulate.

    Larsia, Exile, Jonah. And to Acorn, who accompanied me, Alcia, who performed the ritual.

    Vainamarinen, Merel, King Alsace, Eudit.

    And the true name that was secretly brought by many gates, the Infinite Portal.

    Countless people were gathered only to congratulate Yut and Valtrude.

    But that''s not all.

    In front of Valtrude, a nostalgic person appears.

    I hardly should have remembered.

    But the moment I see that figure, I know that the phantom is my father.

    Together with my mother, I was staring at this one with a gentle smile.

    Truss-Sink, goddess who directs death and sorcery. Is it her blessing?

    Valtrude does not cry. Smile and talk to your parents.

    Happy.

    When you''re happier.

    Leaning on the man I love, I tell him so.

    There was a bell coming from somewhere.

    It''s the tone that lives them under the Ethereum.

    It interacted with a cheering voice, sounding everywhere and everywhere, without disappearing.

 293 Epilogue

    At the end of the wedding, a parade of brides and grooms took place.

    Take a carriage and spend about an hour touring the city of Falve and the pedestal of God.

    In the meantime, the venue was hastily set up, and Bride Square turned into a reception venue.

    Returning from the parade, Yut and Valtrude are to receive a blessing from the invitees in a dedicated seat set up behind them.

    "You''re exposed, this."

    "My dreams and hopes for something called marriage have been shattered..."

    This scene was reached after a fierce battle with the demons (Demon Road). Nevertheless, the two brides and grooms show off their separation of constantly smiling and pioneering.

    Frankly, it was easier to deal with the Unslain Swordsman.

    When it comes to receptions, we haven''t decided on invitee seats or anything like that, and we don''t have a host.

    A booth is set up there that behaves like cooking and boozing for free, and people mouth whatever they want as they say their blessings to the bride and groom.

    For this day, large quantities of ingredients had been brought in and transformed into celebratory dishes.

    Baked goods flavoured with spices with meat and fish in soups commonly eaten in the Rotosilt kingdom are behaved by those who volunteer from villages in the territory, such as the village of Kaye.

    There are other Oriental travel booths lined up with grilled chicken and hamburger sandwiches prepared by Acorn in command of the formation, with Kagra as the head chef.

    In addition, whiskey brought from Earth was popular with the Dwarves.

    You can hear it this way on the wind, people''s fun and happy voices.

    That''s good. If you were happy, there''s nothing better than that.

    But for two people who haven''t eaten anything since morning, the smell of stimulating their appetite drifting in the same wind was cruel. Especially, Valtrude and others, who ring their throats from time to time.

    I guess that''s why.

    Imprisoned by the illusion that a giant dressed like a monk (monk) saw the sight of a whale-eating horse. Regra, the god of power, couldn''t have done that. I''m sure it''s my fault you seem intentional with the baron of gastronomy.

    "Mr. Valtrude, you were beautiful."

    "Brave man, you must be tired.

    To those two, Yut''s parents speak up.

    My father doesn''t look like the father of the bridegroom at first glance because he stays holding the colo.

    "Father-in-law, mother-in-law. Thank you."

    "Are you hungry..."

    To my son, who says as he strokes his dog''s head, that''s what the reception is all about, my father''s courtesy heavily sentenced him to death. I hear you''re asking me to be patient.

    Meanwhile, my mother Haruko advises Valtroude, who responds by sitting down because she is wearing a wedding dress, "You should eat it all the time while the colours change."

    Yuut falls in love with his new wife, who smiles all the time, instead of being shy. To him like that, another person who kept quiet casually uttered words.

    "I''ve done a great deal of it."

    "While you''re getting ready, you''re gonna have to go big on your own."

    "If we do this far and break up, you''re a good laugh!

    "Is that what you say at the reception!

    "Kake."

    I accidentally vandalize my voice into vainamarinen laughing loudly.

    I know.

    I mean, I''m trying to tell him that I''m not saying "do it nice" or feeling the burden of getting a lot of help.

    "Damn, you''re such a jerk..."

    Still, maybe the only bad thing about sticking around is that in the end, you say it''s sweet. The same goes for leaving my parents to me.

    With this great sage Vainamarinen with his parents, any evil plot to take in Yut''s parents is automatically shut out.

    "Well, we''ve got things to do, so let''s go."

    "What you do... oh, you play"

    "That''s exciting."

    The Yuts are sitting in their seats and smiling, but the other humans are moving freely around the venue.

    Bards (birds) and street performers also showed up there to show off their skills.

    After a while, from such a lively corner, the electronic sound composed by Vainamarinen mixes with my father''s guitar and singing.

    "I can''t resist..."

    It doesn''t mean you can''t listen. However, it was not something that I could hear in my normal mind, such as playing in my body.

    "Really? I''m not used to hearing it, but it''s strange in my ear."

    "Don''t say that in front of him. I''d be in trouble if I got on track."

    Especially Vainamarinen.

    By the time I realized it, I could make about a major debut on Earth.

    "Come on, you''re looking forward to this evening!

    "Only at times like this are you brave and brave, Larsia"

    The next visitor is our fellow fighters who fought with us in this world. Plus, Ritna''s with us.

    "Can I just say you''re the one who got married here first?

    "Larsia-kun, I want to do the Atashi too. The bride is beautiful and I''m kind of impressed."

    "That''s like romantic supremacy, I want it to stop!?"

    "Well, congratulations, Larsia."

    "Thanks, old man"

    "I ignore you beautifully?

    Ignore it.

    That policy is also followed by Jonah, who is equipped with food in both hands.

    "Yut, Val. My pleasure."

    "Oh, thank you. But, Yona. Later, Arcia, you''ll have to cover your mouth."

    "Next next next time, it''s just more qualitative."

    "If I can take that into account, I''d like to go in the direction of reducing the number of times."

    "I can''t do that"

    Albino girls don''t compromise.

    No, at the point where you''re saying "Next Next Next Next," are you giving in?

    "Val. Really..."

    "Arcia......"

    Meanwhile, the longest dating childhood friends share their emotions and emotions by holding hands together.

    "Be happy. No, let''s be."

    "Oh. Of course."

    Both Yut and his companions will shut up and watch the two of them.

    In many ways, I realized that this wedding was a turning point.

    But I can''t do that forever.

    Give me another word of blessing when I leave, five girls instead, acorns, regina, cagra, petra. And then his real name showed up.

    Even so, it''s like acorns are pulling rates.

    "Yeah, yeah. That''s a pretty good picture for both of us."

    Acorn compliments you as you casually take pictures with your digital camera.

    "It''s totally a toy, we are"

    "When I am, Jimi, you can marry me. If this is such an exaggeration, I''m going to graduate."

    "You say the same thing as Jonah, Acorn."

    "Ahhh."

    He didn''t expect that, he smiles bitterly. Then he pushed Regina, Kagra and Petra''s back and poked them in front of the bride and groom.

    "Look, you got something, right?

    "Congratulations on this one"

    "It was so beautiful"

    "Congratulations!

    For some reason, all three have hard expressions.

    No, I have a smile on my face, and you''re giving me a heartfelt blessing, but I can''t help it.

    That''s also passed on to Yut, but I don''t know what to do. Valtrude, too, it was the same.

    With those three in sight, Acorn and his real name secretly sigh. Well, make it impossible to move on this occasion, there''s got to be more to do.

    But if this is not the case, Yut and Akane juniors from Earth push the three of them forward.

    "Sempai, Mr. Valtrude. Congratulations."

    "Thanks"

    "I''m sorry you came all this way."

    "Not at all. What would you do if you were arranged for the Danishmend meeting?"

    They say they want to keep the existence of the Infinite Portal, which is why their real name comes here in confidence with everyone.

    Once I''ve been interviewed, I don''t know what punishment I''m going to take.

    At that time, I wasn''t worried because Yut would do something about it.

    "Speaking of which, it''s a souvenir"

    "Yeah?"

    That''s what my real name gave me: a single record disc.

    "Because Makina worked weirdly hard to photograph school events. It''s not necessary for me, so if you''re willing to do that, look at it on Zhuyin Sempai''s PC. If not, dispose of it appropriately."

    "Oh well. Thanks."

    As a short thank you, I received the disc.

    There is no untrained in a legitimate life on earth. But you''ll be forgiven enough to immerse yourself once in a while.

    "Professor (Professor), Virgin (Jeanne). Congratulations on your marriage. We sincerely congratulate you."

    Thank you, too, Makina.

    "No. This water seems to fit better."

    I don''t know how to react to a tablet saying that to me.

    And then, he hasn''t gotten a pretty girl shaped icon yet. Maybe I was going to ask Akane later.

    Thus a paragraph of the visits of friends begins the rush of greetings from the statesmen of the nations, with King Alsace as the arrow (thus doing).

    Just over a dozen meters away, the main character is this, even though there is a feast going on that people can have fun drinking and singing.

    Valtrude took a seat several times saying it was a change of color, but Yut had been pursued by the response the whole time.

    It almost ended in a liturgical response, but the exception was a heartfelt grin on the blessings from King Alsace and Mel.

    And there''s another person who took an exceptional response.

    It''s Seneca, the god king.

    "Thank you for taking the time to come."

    "Terrible. You''ve shown me something wonderful. Thank you for being here."

    Seneca II, the Divine King of the Neighbouring Kingdom of the Chronica, who brought priests, all of whom would be of such status, to visit the Blessing.

    When she and Valtrude are in the same space, majesty stands out rather than glamour.

    "I''m sorry I couldn''t afford this one too late. I would like to thank the secrets of Ducommerce after this."

    "We''ll take it. But don''t let it bother you. It''s more convenient for Seneca to talk after this ceremony."

    Smile, and the King of God will give pleasure.

    That in itself was gratifying, but I can''t help it. But I couldn''t even confirm it on this occasion.

    Because a strange tremor came from the center of Bride''s Square.

    "What the..."

    Are you telling me that the Unslain Swordsman was not completely doomed? Valtrude moves his hand unconsciously in search of the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight).

    But such worries were lightly blown away by the building that suddenly appeared.

    In the Bride''s Square stands a clock tower just looking up. Incredibly, it appeared in an instant.

    "Well......"

    Neither does Seneca, the Divine King, succeed in his words by surprise.

    I didn''t know how.

    But I don''t have to think about who did it.

    "We were talking about building a library or something..."

    "Huh? Did I say a word that God''s pedestal facility was a wedding celebration?

    "That''s it, that''s not it."

    Like the clock tower, when did it show up? Two pillars of God appeared before the bride and groom. Senecas don''t respond because of perception inhibition?

    "But about a word away..."

    "Even myself, give me the sword without saying anything"

    "Bye."

    The couple of gods of knowledge, death and witchcraft do not move. Sure, this one just interpreted it as a celebration, and Zeras God didn''t say anything.

    To this, I can''t even say anything by surprise that Valtrude sits next to me. Precisely, I was so surprised that its function was worn out.

    "When I came here before, I thought it wasn''t enough."

    "It''s specially made to hear bells all over this territory."

    "Oh, that''s what that bell sounds like..."

    How many miracles will it be?

    In the cause of God, there is a great cheer from the whole square. Some of the drunk dwarves even approached to check the structure of the clock tower.

    (You''re a mess...)

    Yut held his head unexpectedly, but there was a grin on his face.

    "Well, isn''t this like us, too?

    "That''s odd. I thought the same thing."

    Yut and Valtrude.

    The bride and groom held hands so that no one could see them.

    It''s like claiming that''s the bond between the two of us. I don''t want to leave, I need to leave. Strong and strong.

    "Finally, you''ve calmed down"

    "That''s right..."

    The magical lights from Light Fire illuminate the room.

    The two remained in tuxedos and wedding dresses, leaving the city of Falve that night.

    Instead, he was forced to throw in. to the Hot Springs Inn near Hardenturm.

    This facility was wanted and built by Exile.

    The only two people in the big inn are you.

    After being sent in Jonah''s "Teleportation," he settled down in a ready room - which even laid down a futon - that it made no sense to defy.

    Today, a lot really happened.

    In haste, it would be the best I''ve ever had.

    But there is still work to be done.

    "Val."

    "Hey, what?

    Nervous voices, too, adorable.

    With that sentiment in mind, Yut took the hand of his loving wife.

    Enjoy the feel while gently fitting a simple design platinum ring into your left hand pharmacopoeia finger. A circle (ring) representing love that lasts forever.

    "Ho..."

    But even if it''s simple, it''s a story in the Brewers.

    Made with modern technology, marijugating also attracted Valtrude, who was oblivious to jewellery.

    "Do you have some minutes for me to put it on?

    "Of course."

    Hand me a pair of rings in a billoaded box.

    When I carefully handled it and tried to fit it in Yut...

    "What does it say?

    "Oh. Extra, give me some orders"

    Behind the ring, the letters of the Brewers were engraved. In the light of the Light Fire, Valtrude reads it out.

    "Always beside you"

    Words with hope, wishes and vows.

    While rebelling against it, Valtrude puts a wedding ring in her husband''s finger.

    Their gaze mixes. At the same time, consciousness.

    With Yut''s brief gesture, he extinguishes the Light Fire.

    My eyes closed from either side and my lips slowly overlapped.

    I don''t need words anymore.

    There are only two of us in the world.

    Eventually, the shadows overlapped - the two of them, one.

 294 Level 99 First Territorial Management 2 Volume Launch Short Jonahs Runaway by Adventurers

    "Liar...... eh"

    I don''t really remember what happened after that crush.

    If you notice, the desert was spreading before Jonah.

    Albino girl stares with emotional eyes at the land of sand that continues beyond the horizon.

    But I''m just saying that''s in sight.

    "Earth - When I Return Home, I Can''t Go Back This Way"

    Consciousness was imprisoned by that word told by Yut.

    Minor button mishanging.

    Everyone, except Jonah, had grasped this - although I had avoided making any explicit statements. Only I misunderstood.

    Only a few moments until Yut returns to Earth. Jonah''s heart was disturbed by the fact that she was told to be remembered at such a time.

    So I was doing everything I could to activate Flight''s psychic powers and come to a place like this.

    Anyway, I wanted to get away from Falve, from under Yut. Nothing, this place is not thoughtful or purposeful.

    But there is no way that desert creatures could have considered such a circumstance.

    Suddenly, at Yona''s feet - even though 10 meters from the ground was floating away - a cavity can be made.

    From there emerged an eyeless worm - a giant dessert worm. A flesh-eating blemish that is not sure of the ecology but can be up to about 20 meters long.

    If Yut had been here, he would have said, "You''re not a blemish at the point of carnivore," but as a dessert worm, it wouldn''t have been what you found out.

    I don''t know how I sensed being, a monster living in a barren desert preys on a poor child...

    "Elemental Missiles"

    - I couldn''t do anything like that.

    Its body is pierced by a psychic arrow unleashed untouched, falling and lying on the desert.

    Some time later, other animals flocked to the corpse meat.

    Going all the way down to the ground and staring at the sight. Jonah was remembering the moment she became a ''human''. The reason is, yes. Even then, because I was waving my powers like this.

    Jonah''s namesake is Alcia.

    And there is no such thing as a parent in the general sense to this Albino girl.

    Plan for the descent of the Helix of Despair by the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil). It unfolded simultaneously by a number of means, one of which was the creation of brave men (champions) - those who were strongly protected by a particular God - at the hands of men.

    On earth, he was going to try to engage like a magnet by receiving the power of a helix of despair and placing something.

    The artificial life born in the process was Yona.

    The plan itself was crushed by the yuts, but there is no place to go to the Albino girl who slept in the incubator.

    Strangely enough, they took it away because they nostalgic for Alcia, but initially it was an inorganic girl who could barely see what was called emotion.

    Such a change in her was when she accompanied the adventure - at first she tried to leave it behind, but resisted without expression - releasing her psychic powers as she does now.

    Yut stroked Jonah''s head with excitement as he mercilessly annihilated a herd of monsters.

    "Wow, you''re powerful. I can prepare anything but an attack spell. Tactics will widen."

    The girl who was empty is imprinted with the joy of being praised, affirmed.

    In other words, it is good to say that the basis of her personality was decided at this moment. Once Yut found out, she would want to preach to herself in the past, but she wasn''t dissatisfied with herself at all.

    There will be no such yut.

    I won''t be able to see you.

    Without the skill of dealing with the explosion of emotions, the Albino girl escaped.

    But maybe he knew.

    "Yona."

    That Yut, Alcia, Valtrude will pick you up.

    "There''s going to be a lot of things, but let''s go home once"

    "That''s right. Don''t be selfish."

    I guess I used the Mirror of Furfroom in Magic Gear (Magic Item) to explore where I was and rushed on Moment Move (Teleport).

    The three suddenly appear in the desert, all with a harsh look on their faces, staring at this one.

    Step closer as Valtrude reaches out.

    "Jonah. I have some thoughts too, but I can''t help this -"

    "Yut, Kira"

    Words that came out reflexively.

    The look on his face at that moment, like he was hurt.

    Jonah, who saw it and no longer knew how to do it, fled the sky again.

    I know it''s something I shouldn''t do. But there''s nothing else I can do.

    "Val! Please!

    Valtrude follows such an albino girl who activated Boots of Wings, the military boot of flight.

    "Yona!"

    "Don''t come!

    "I wouldn''t mind, not Yut, would I?

    "Fine!"

    "What do you do with water and food in the middle of a desert like this? You didn''t bring anything, did you? I am, of course, ready for an infinite storage bag."

    "Ugh."

    True. Always, Valtrude is right.

    Before reality, Jonah compromised.

    "Okay. Only Val forgives."

    "Thanks...... So, is it good?

    I don''t know, I twitch, but still, I smile like I''m relieved. A smile that would have made Yut beat faster if he had seen it would not have given Jonah the emotion she deserved.

    "Well, look for a place to camp first"

    "That''s a water field. Hmm. Long time no see, not bad."

    This is how I started surviving in the desert for a few days.

    After defeating the giant scorpion monster that came by, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) mouths several suggestions.

    "Yona, it''s time to go home?

    "... ya"

    Until yesterday, it was an immediate rejection. Compared to that, there is progress this time around.

    But I can''t even let you be selfish anymore.

    "Alcia contacted me with a spell. Larsia and Exile are back."

    "¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    "We''re going back."

    "... you can do whatever you want"

    "Have you finally been honest? But if Jonah doesn''t use her powers, she can''t go home."

    "... you can do whatever you want"

    "I can tell Arsia."

    "Ugh. Teleportation"

    Thus Jonah and Valtrude made their first return to Falve in five days.

    What they saw were the returning Larsia and Exile and the bickering Yuuts.

    "sloppy......"

    In the shadow of the office door, it would also be natural for Jonah to grudge and accuse her.

    "Yona......"

    But that alone that the Albino girl is here makes Yut shudder and can only crush his name.

    "I forgot to tell you, because in the Message roll, we are announcing the return of Larsia and Egg."

    "That''s definitely intentional."

    "Come on......"

    Upon hearing Arcia''s explanation, Yut realizes he didn''t know Jonah and Valtrude were coming back.

    But Yut, who came running over faster than he apologized, holds me up and loses my timing.

    "You idiot!

    "Idiots are that way!

    And you can''t be honest if you suddenly yell at me.

    "Besides, I just came to see Larsia and Egg"

    "Damn, how worried do you think I am"

    "I don''t."

    Pugh, Jonah pointing her lips as she turned away from Yut.

    And it spits out the words that were deep in my heart.

    "I don''t care about the people who go away"

    "Yona......"

    Exposed to muffled emotions, Yut pushes silence.

    Jonah''s anxiety sprouts in her mind at that unusual appearance.

    (Hated...... maybe?

    That can''t be right.

    I think so, but once sprouted anxiety never withers. I''m going to cry.

    "Even I..."

    Yut also reacts excessively to the exasperated Jonah herself''s inner confusion - on the brink of it, reluctantly, but a beautiful voice struck him in the ear.

    "Ah. Me too, I''d like you to let me in..."

    "Val child......"

    An unanswered clash.

    It was Valtrude with a slightly troubled grin that made him avoid the likes of just hurting each other.

    "Well, I''ll take care of this."

    "Larsia. After a while, did you get annoyed?

    "I''m not!? Because I''m a clean adult male!?"

    Larsia, who put a scratch into her difficult greeting whether or not she was joking about Yona, freed Yona from Yut and left the office.

    Keep taking Jonah down the hall.

    I should have visited you for the first time today, but I am not lost in its footsteps.

    I didn''t fully grasp the facility though, so I stopped at the corner of the hallway a little further away to continue the conversation, not in some room.

    "It was a little dangerous, but I think that was pretty good right now, huh?

    "... Larsia, have you gone crazy in another world?

    "Suddenly you''re dry!

    While I don''t think this kind of nori has been bad in a long time, for now, we have to keep protesting.

    "I''m fine. Well, you see, there''s something about Yut deciding instead of neglecting his emotions. Val and Arcia know each other well. There''s nothing you can do about it. You''re giving up the problem. So I think it''s really good to hit straight like Jonah."

    "But they hated me... maybe"

    "Give me Jonah? No. That''s not true."

    The meadow race (Magner) laughs off the worry of the Albino girl.

    "Yut is bad, and I don''t really hate or take what Jonah says."

    "So Larsia won''t be banished from the party?

    "Yes, yes. That''s... because it''s different, right?

    I tried to laugh this off again, but I guess I suddenly got anxious. Horrible, ask to confirm.

    "No, right?

    "Come on? But I know what I need to do"

    The look on Jonah''s face, so affirmed, was full of confidence and nowhere, such as the shadow of a frightened girl earlier.

    Run through the hallway and return to Yut''s office again.

    "Yona......"

    "I''m sorry."

    And I bowed my head first.

    "Ooh. I hope you understand."

    I guess it was totally unexpected.

    Yut can only eat face-to-face and receive an apology.

    "Well said, Jonah. Come on, you got one more thing to say, don''t you?

    "Yeah."

    Larsia, who was behind him, praised Jonah and slapped him on the back as if to brave him. The usual pranky smile disappears and also looks like Jonah''s brother.

    "But. Yut, promise me"

    "Promise?"

    "Yes. I have no choice but to go home. But I''m gonna do everything I can to find a way to get back here."

    "Yona......"

    This is what Jonah needs to do.

    It was Yut''s decision to return. I have no choice, but I have no choice.

    But then we''ll do what we have to do. In other words, we carve in our presence so that we don''t forget.

    First, in the form of promises.

    "There''s no magic in my hometown. So when I go home, I don''t know if I can use magic. No, I don''t think I can use it."

    Yut takes the word seriously and spins it to squeeze it out.

    Jonah also listened to the words.

    "But you do. So you''re wrong to give up from the start."

    He put out his pinky finger softly.

    "This is how I promise in my hometown."

    That''s what I tell Jonah to do.

    "You drink a thousand needles?

    "I''ll do my best over there so you don''t have to drink"

    Yut smiled and Jonah laughed too.

    At the end of the day, when it comes to Yut''s return, it will be shelved on another issue......

    It would have been remarkable to have been a long way ahead of Valtrude and Alcia with regard to the fact that they had made a clear declaration of intent not to want you to go home.

    Maybe a psychic (Scion) girl moves into another world after a yuut who hasn''t quite returned from Earth.

    Because such a future might have come.

 295 Prologue

    Valtrude''s consciousness slowly awakens.

    Fluffy, feeling on the border.

    I also feel like I heard the bell from a distance, but it was overwritten by the heat coming from the side.

    I wonder how deeply I slept. It''s like a refreshing wake-up call the morning after a strenuous exercise.

    "... Mm. What time is it?"

    Her eyes open wide as she enjoyed the pleasant mellow.

    I woke up refreshed as usual - realizing that I was looking all threaded up.

    The bottom part of the chest is concealed with a white cloth, but conversely, from a bright white noose to a glossy clavicle, it is dewy.

    If I did my hand there, it inevitably brought back memories from last night.

    A brighter beauty than her angel stains red, with a hue in her pure white skin. To delude it, I moved my hands from my chest to my belly, nagging - or whispering - and stroked them to mercy.

    Anyway, that was a shocking first experience last night.

    Thoughts vary, but that''s why they aggregate into that one word.

    At the same time, it was enough. I don''t know if that''s why, but after spending my first night with Yut - that is, my husband - he went straight to sleep.

    Even though the autumn was deepening, even if some reason remained, the question remained whether I was willing to wear clothes after that.

    The sound of the bell earlier would be from a watch stand created by the god of knowledge Zeras. Its wife, the goddess of death and sorcery Truss-Sink, was right, it had reached the eastern edge of the Marquis of Istas territory.

    But I don''t know what time it is because I didn''t count the number of bells. Seeing the light of the day you can see over the curtain, you seem to have pretty much fallen asleep.

    "Yut."

    It was really hard yesterday from morning to night.

    So, even if that''s the voice of a loved one, there''s no sign of waking up to the point of being called by his name. Even if it''s because you''re young, fatigue accumulates. No, is it because fatigue is young now?

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage) exposes his defenseless sleeping face in the same futon as his wife.

    Not that it has major characteristics, but it must have been tight all the time - and it looks like Valtrude - and the expression was happily relaxed now, too.

    I can''t wait to be happy with that.

    Driven by emotions he didn''t quite understand himself, Valtrude poked Yut''s face with his finger. Light, gradual, bold at first.

    "Ha."

    I have no idea what''s wrong.

    Somewhere, isn''t it getting weird?

    I don''t think so, but I didn''t think that was bad either.

    Eventually Valtrude pulled his fingers in and put his face much closer instead.

    Easy sleeping yuut. Nature and love creep up from the back of my chest.

    I stroked his dark hair and put his face even closer from the side.

    Lips touch.

    - On the brink of it, Yut woke up.

    Sleeping characteristic of a decent eye. Time lag to understand reality. Decades until you chew the situation in front of you.

    After it had passed, he opened his mouth in large part.

    "When I woke up from a dream, my dream was going on"

    "What were you dreaming about?"

    "Let''s say it again. I wonder if there was a happier reality when I woke up from a happy dream. What are you talking about, me? You can''t wake up."

    "Sometimes I don''t think it''s a bad idea."

    "Really? By the way, what are you gonna do? Stop it?"

    "No way."

    Restore your mind and Valtrude will crush you.

    Yut held his shoulder and indulged in that hot feeling as he woke up and out.

    What interrupted the seemingly endless morning greeting was a cutely ringing belly bug.

    So he turned back to me, and Yut assembled the shy Valtrude, and looked again at the hunger he claimed at that time, and now he is in the kitchen.

    Advice, ingredients were prepared properly.

    Newlywed leave lasts three days.

    In the meantime, don''t go outside. It''s as if they''re telling you.

    "Come on, let me handle the cooking"

    "Speaking of which, I don''t remember Val cooking..."

    As an adventurer - and I still intend to - Arcia was in charge of cooking. After that, even in charge of Alusia, we will shift to the spell of divinity.

    Anyway, I''ve only seen wildlife around Valtrude.

    "Don''t worry. I already baked bread. Worst of all, you never starve."

    "So don''t you worry, can''t you?

    Actually, I wasn''t worried about it, but the anxiety pushes me at once with that one word. Nevertheless, Yut also has culinary experience to the degree of cooking internship. I can''t say strongly.

    Still, "Doesn''t it look like a newlywed to make a couple?" Though I suggested it, Valtrude tipped me over the neck. Apparently, the Brewers don''t have that kind of custom.

    (No, I don''t know if it''s in Japan too)

    It will vary from time to time and from individual to individual, and no way I can even survey my parents. For this reason, Yut could only wait very long.

    And about an hour.

    In the space adjacent to the kitchen, probably to eat bribes, the newlyweds turned to each other. On the tabletop, dishes lined with new wives waving their arms.

    "It looks normal"

    "... in Yut, what positioning am I?"

    "In my hometown, there is the word" suitable material "...

    "I''m fine. I haven''t put in any hidden flavors, and I haven''t made any weird arrangements. I wanted to cook something I normally watch."

    There was also a desire for Yut to eat his own dishes, but he told Arcia and Acorn that his mouth was sour and normal and good.

    He should also thank his fianc¨¦es.

    Start by dampening your tongue with the water you''ve been drawing in the well and reaching for bread.

    A hard bread that prioritizes sunshine, but no problem if dipped in soup.

    "Oh, delicious"

    "You will, you will"

    There is no denying the correction that it is a dish of hunger or beloved wife, but the potov-style soup is nourishing and fully satisfying.

    It is adorable to have more meat and inconsistent vegetables.

    Besides, on second thought, it''s weirder to be anxious.

    Speaking of other menus, such as large amounts of boiled eggs and sausages that are so well scorched. If you don''t even get the fire reduction and cooking time wrong, you don''t have to fail.

    They both fully satisfy their young and flourishing appetites.

    There was no such fantasy as a sweet honeymoon for the newlyweds.

    But something that calms you down if it fills you up.

    I''m staying here alone for the next three days. In the meantime, with this kind of dedication all along......

    (I''ll help you from night on. If it''s about pasta, I can... should)

    It was so determined yuut.

    After a late breakfast, the two worked in exercise.

    "Come on, Yut, come on. Don''t be shy."

    "I''ve never hesitated..."

    He reluctantly slammed on to Valtrude, where he invited Yut in with his hands wide open. The distance between the two shrinks once and for all, and a tall sound of metal meets in the blue sky.

    "It''s good I aimed at your leg, but that''s sweet. No power, no place, no speed."

    "Don''t be impotent."

    A long sword (long sword) shot at the ankle of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) was taken lightly.

    It was also possible to squeeze, but it would be for the lecture not to do so.

    "I guess it''s because you''ve seen me and Exile fight, though. It''s a sharper attack than a wizard."

    "I don''t feel praised"

    "You should take it honestly."

    Now, Valtrude attacks.

    parietal, neck, chest.

    He hunted down Yut, spreading an attack into a subtle steeple. I''m in a good mood, with my nose singing.

    It''s best to say that Yut is flattering in that attitude, but the truth is, he''s not moving so badly.

    Purely in terms of local power alone, it would be inferior to Alaina, but she should have the same skill compared to the cleric warriors of the Temple of Hellenonia.

    But the local power also combines spiritual elements to become strength.

    In that sense, Yut is still not ready to expose himself to the blade. Simply put, my hips are retreating. In addition, the assumption that I can''t possibly use my sword properly.

    That had become an element that could not demonstrate its strength.

    Because of the opportunity, I was forced to pull out half the way to training, but overnight is unlikely to help.

    If it''s any goal, it''s something else...

    Even if you think about it that way, it won''t hurt Yut''s hand.

    So we''re going to hunt him down precisely, so it wasn''t a hoard as far as he was concerned.

    A few minutes later, there was a great mage lying constantly on the ground, breathing as well.

    (Objective¡­¡­?)

    Something comes to mind, Valtrude doesn''t think deeply, he mouths ¡°carrots¡±.

    "If you can take one from me, we''ll go to the hot springs together after this..."

    "Come on, next. Do you have a spell? There is, right?"

    "It would be decided without"

    I can feel the leopard swing, but, well, I''m not in a bad mood to be asked. Should I speak of two birds with one stone?

    Thus, until the sun went down, the two joined their swords in the garden of the Hot Springs Inn.

    When the two of us know about the meadow race (Magner), we''ll be like, "What do newlyweds do!" And I think I''m going to start preaching, but there shouldn''t be a problem because we seem to have entered the hot springs together.

    For a while, you''ll be able to send such a peaceful routine.

    Yut thanked his companions, not God, for that.

 296 1. Behind the Vacation

    "I guess Yut and Val will enjoy it by now"

    Needless to say, a grassland species (Magner) with a mouthful of dialogue can turn a swordswallowing gaze from the acorn.

    But you can''t care less about that. I poured sparkling wine into a glass of iron (crystal iron) with an unfamiliar face and poured it all at once.

    From the outside, you can hear the hustle and bustle of the feast constantly.

    It''s about half a day from the wedding that took place around noon. Nevertheless, it never shows an end.

    The bride and groom didn''t think they were so admired by the inhabitants because they didn''t do anything to get in direct contact with each other, but that never happened.

    Taxes are low on the territory, social security is plentiful and security is good. It is also known that every once in a while we go down to the city to shop and eat.

    In addition, he is heroic enough for the bard to sing, such that the gods bless him directly.

    Such a man is our lord. I''m as proud as I am.

    And then, if you''re just gonna act like you''re just gonna drink rice, make as much noise as you want. Even now, thanks to the streetlights introduced by Yut, there was a voice of gratitude that the feast could continue until late at night.

    It''s already up - rather than fermented.

    "Well, we''re waiting in order, so if you don''t enjoy yourself, I''m in trouble."

    Apart from the hustle and bustle throughout such a city, they had sent out the bride and groom, gathered in an office without a husband.

    There are only five people there who have added acorns to their allies who have fought the Book of Nothingness.

    So to speak, it''s like a second meeting brought together only by a close human being. Whether Ritna cared or preferred more people, she was disappearing somewhere when she realized.

    But I can''t say it''s soothing all the time.

    Acorn''s eyes stand still in reply to Larsia''s provocative remarks. It was unusual and it may have been caused by alcohol consumption.

    "Well, whatever, you''re emotional. That Yut and Val are finally here..."

    Exile exhales a caged breath of alcohol. Jonah looks disgusted sleeping with Arcia''s knee on her pillow.

    Unaware of it, the Rock Giant (Jarloot) was lost in thought.

    If the boy who visited the other world with a hand-fist finally got here, naturally so too. Anyway, when I first metastasized, I really only looked like a helpless person, and I was actually right.

    That''s why I''ve had a lot in person, but to be honest, I''m too fragile to live in this world. So much so that I thought I''d be dead in a while. I never thought I''d climb up to the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Well, I''ve abandoned my hometown, and I''ve become a sheik, and I''ve even had children. Maybe there''s a lot to be had in life.

    "Being emotional means I am, too. It''s like my handy sister went to your wife."

    "Aren''t you jealous or something?

    "No, I don''t."

    The opposite is suspicious where the immediate answer is given.

    Larsia thinks so, but Arsia''s expression doesn''t work. When this happens, a little or softly doesn''t make for an interesting development.

    But I didn''t have to be discouraged.

    "So I''m next?

    "That''s not what I''m talking about."

    The look on Arcia''s face doesn''t move.

    There are just a few thorns in that voice.

    Larsia noticed it and set the firewood on fire.

    "It''s good to hear what Arcia has to say, right? There''s going to be a lot of things, like order and timing."

    "There''s something about it, but when you can actually show it off, the emotions you were convinced of were weirdly stimulated. That''s what Arcia has, isn''t it?

    "No, I don''t."

    "Really?"

    "I won''t throw up"

    "Never?

    "Mr. Acorn, are you drunk?

    "Well, I guess I''m next."

    "So he said that''s a different story. And Yuto is willing."

    My best friend''s fianc¨¦es bump into each other lightly.

    Funny, it''s so rare in Alcia, Larcia observes while drinking red wine. I remember pleasure.

    "Either way, hurry up..."

    Is it a bedtime speech, or was it actually awake?

    Jonah''s twinkle also mixed, and the second meeting deepened the degree of confusion even further.

    Pedestal of God.

    platform near Falve, which is later called that.

    There were thousands of people gathered for a glimpse of the Divine Minutes (Avatars) and the wedding of heroes.

    Two days after the wedding, the excitement does not cool, and we talk about the sights of the wedding and the dishes behaved, which were relayed by Vainamarinen''s theoretical spell.

    There were also some who enthusiastically show off experiences that they thought they had encountered a minute divine body - conversing with a blonde boy and receiving revelations, fighting with a big man, receiving messages from a flesh parent who had died from a girl.

    But the dream is over. The deadline for eviction is imminent.

    "The humans of the Kingdom of the Chronica go this way, the humans who go to Folio-Farina move that way"

    One girl gives instructions as she moves through such a pedestal of God.

    Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash devices with raised eyeglasses are sorted without saying whether or not to.

    Inorganic matter rather than high pressure. Barometric pressure, without exception, on rainbow hair and an almost immobile look like energy materialized.

    Some of them would have been short minded, but they can''t resist the mysterious majesty. People pack their bags and move as they are told. It was an instinctive subordination to distant superficial organisms, but you can''t notice it.

    Although terminals. No, that''s why the fear is easily conveyed.

    It travels solemnly like a herd of sheep led by shepherd dogs and reaches a designated point.

    I nodded satisfactorily when I saw it - it looked like it - and Dal-Lukash''s terminal meets his hand in front of his chest.

    And when I let it go, a rainbow gate appeared.

    "If you screw this up, you can go home"

    Even the people who have so far obeyed their promises, this is incredible. Suddenly a gate appeared that allowed each person to creep gently, naturally. I know it must be some kind of magic, but my feet stop at fear of the unknown.

    "It''s okay. There''s nothing wrong with that."

    But to this extent, it is woven into the Dimensional Dragon. By sending the accompanying guards back and forth through the dimensional gates (gates), they appeal that there is no danger.

    So did you convince me, or did you succumb to the silent pressure of Dal-Lukash? I don''t know which one, but the granny and the old man walked into the gate - they came back in a few minutes.

    "Ho, it really leads to Folio-Farina"

    That''s all I have to say, it collapses on the spot with a snare as if it had reached its limit.

    The same dimensional gate that Yut moved the Dwarf youths from Mainz to Falv. It''s by no means an unknown technology, but the reaction is not impossible either.

    "... tolls are just"

    Dimensional dragons say as if they have noticed something, but they are also different. Still, honesty must have passed on. Little by little the columns move out.

    The result is cheering across the dimensional gate, but naturally, it never gets here.

    Connect the dimensional gates to the other lands in turn, explaining them in the same way, while the return proceeds.

    Thus, the withdrawal operation was completed without a day.

    But this is not the end of the event on the pedestal of God. Dimensional gates, etc., were just front seats.

    No, I''ve been reluctant to clean up after that. By the gods.

    And a miracle happens on God''s pedestal.

    The earth is not small.

    As if it had existed there for decades, three establishments were seated.

    Library of Knowledge God.

    With several wooden magic puppets (wooden golems) as their scribes, it''s much bigger than you''d imagine from the outside.

    They also bring useful knowledge before those who really need it.

    Cemetery of the Goddess of Death and Magic.

    The White Asian temple, which just looks at it as a palace, is the opposite of the gloom of a graveyard. The burial ground underground will likewise continue to be kept clean.

    The spiritual temple is surrounded by gardens, which also make it a place to relax. Occasionally, he said, he would be reunited there with the souls of the dead.

    God of Power training ground.

    The battlefield, which houses thousands of people, is a moveable type of facility that caters from sword fights to military exercises in the hundreds. Outdoor training areas are maintained in the vicinity.

    In addition, no trauma will result in death in the training area.

    "Because I made it feel like..."

    The rest of the management is said softly by the beautiful blonde boy.

    "I don''t know what to do..."

    Zeras, the god of knowledge, grabs a bite of freshly fried minced heaven - one covered with bread flour and fried like croquette on a fish rind and minced onion - and swallows it with the beer.

    By the way, it was the Truss-Sink God leaning next to him who was feeding mince heaven.

    "Isn''t it a good idea to bring in a ton of Earth books? You can''t bury my grave right away."

    "I think I''ll stick a bunch of cartoons and lanobes in it."

    "I''m looking forward to that. Riya will be delighted. Still, is this chili? Spicy is good. Maybe the shochu will fit."

    "No more, god of this world..."

    Deities gathered in a private room in the Oriental House.

    You haven''t drunk enough yet, so I order whatever I want and eat and drink.

    Yut, who is supposed to turn to suppress, is absent. Now when I''m enjoying the hot springs with Valtrude.

    At that time, Acorn, acting lord, was stuck at the table.

    For once, he had heralded to Yut, but he hasn''t heard anything. I wouldn''t have been able to do anything if I''d listened in advance.

    Neither does Arcia keep moving. I could not afford to think about who would be entrusted with the management of the cemetery, what would be the practice of reporting to the Cardinal?

    Yona is going to play with her friends at the elementary school, and Larsia is tangled up in Ritna. Only Exile contributed in the form of several drinking comparisons with Regra God.

    But it doesn''t change the lack of reinforcements.

    "It''s okay, it''s okay. Don''t worry, it''s time to go home."

    "But I''m not saying I''m not coming anymore. I mean, if you feel like it, you can come back tomorrow."

    The gods, who had these facilities in place while Yut and Valtrude were gone, left Falve behind. Acorn, acting lord, could only have a dry laugh.

 297 2. Family Matters

    "I knew. I knew this would happen."

    After returning to the office for the first time in a few days, Yut had not moved in any way, even after hearing the report from Akane - the backdrop on the pedestal of God.

    More facilities for the gods? It''s within our expectations. There is no problem. Nothing wrong.

    "Besides, with or without me, the results wouldn''t have changed."

    "I thought you peeled, it was just a rush."

    "Well, what do you want me to do?"

    "Even if you get reversed guilletted there"

    Yuut stares half-eyed at his childhood friend as he leans against his back.

    This is what happens when I get back to work after my honeymoon, so I can''t help feeling somewhat silly. That''s what I think, Acorn opens his mouth to try to follow.

    "Look, because the gods have returned. Don''t worry."

    "I don''t care if you flatter me."

    A dialogue like telling a child.

    That didn''t convince me, I didn''t expect them to say it that way. I guess they noticed how bad I was in.

    Refresh your mind and say it positively.

    "Well, it''s not like they''re all going to be negative. If this happens, we have to make good use of it."

    You can''t break it, it''s rust out of you.

    "In the meantime, I''ll leave it to Mr. Arcia regarding the grave"

    All of a sudden, he threw a round at me.

    Acorn also sits in his chair and pinches the clerk desk across the street, watching Yut finally regain his usual condition.

    After my wedding with Valtrude, nothing is particularly unusual.

    That''s like happy, disappointing, complicated.

    "But it''s appropriate, isn''t it?

    "I don''t know about that, but a grave isn''t what we know."

    The first thing she imagines is a hacienda created along the mountain. Miki''s grave was in the park cemetery, close to the highway interchange.

    Truss-Sink God''s Cemetery is also close to it in a way.

    Focusing on the White Ya temple, lawn squares are maintained, up to the woods. It will be a resting place for the grave-givers.

    However, it also meant that people needed to manage it.

    "Around there, we just have to make it work. Personnel should consult and communicate with the Temple of Sejour."

    Besides, it''s also an opportunity in a way.

    With a well-run track record, Alcia could be promoted even further. Archbishop (Patriarch) to Cardinal. It''ll be tough when that happens, but it''s much better than getting weird interference.

    "Again, a face with bad thoughts."

    "Yeah? Really? That''s a normal face, right?

    "If that''s normal, I''m the only one who can make a brave man his son-in-law."

    "Enough."

    Now, truly plain to recieve. Should I say marginal for married people?

    "Does that mean your wife is fine with me alone? Newlywed early affair?

    "Nothing, Zhuyin''s opponent wouldn''t be cheating on you"

    "Grunt. I''m so sorry."

    So exercise strength.

    All of a sudden, he stood up and leaned his lips toward Yut, who looked surprised...

    "Lord of Dahl-Lucash, Dahl-Lucash thinks that there should be a separate public and private"

    "Hiccup."

    I overreacted to voices I had been called out of touch before, and I fell into the desk.

    "If that''s what you want to do, do it after you''ve done it. That way, it will also be born and the work efficiency will increase."

    "... were you there?

    "Falv One Yen is the same as Dal-Lukash''s private room"

    "With privacy in mind."

    "I don''t even need to be told"

    Subtly proud, chest-stretching Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon).

    Meanwhile, Yuuto, dressed as he had eaten a kibble left on a rapid expansion, looks at the two faces in turn and coughs them up as if they were going to fix something.

    "Uh, yeah. You''ve come to a good place."

    "Bad deception..."

    "Ugh. Uh, Dal-Lukash. I want to make a project team about God''s pedestal."

    "I see. That''s efficient and Dal-Lukash agrees"

    "Isn''t the process too much?

    Usually, Yut gave instructions to the details, but this time he says he wants to leave them to everyone.

    Truss-Sink, the graveyard of God, is Arsia. The Library of Zeras God is: Acorn and Tertione. And Regra God''s training ground is Exile and Allena.

    Put them in charge and have them make decisions about how to manage and use them. If necessary, other personnel may be recruited.

    That''s not the only time Yut has twisted, because he spends time with Valtrude...

    "It''s time to return my real name, and I can''t leave my father or mother alone"

    "I see. And the colo."

    "Right. That''s the most important part."

    In short, something like that for time with the family?

    I feel like I might be frowned upon for a private situation, but there is no labor standards law or paid leave here. As much as this, I want you to take a look at it.

    "Dal-Lukash will also cooperate. Now that we have put together a project during the holidays, I want you to look through it in turn. If there''s no problem, so is the settlement."

    "Oh, that kind of cooperation..."

    "No problem. I also assign some to Valtrude Istas"

    "... brave and Val, why don''t you make sure you work in the same room?

    "Think about it..."

    "Father, Mother, how about this one?

    Yut hugs his dog and asks his parents, loving the feeling.

    In the end, it was the day after I got back from my honeymoon that I had time to talk to my parents.

    I''m sorry I left you alone, but I still did my best.

    "That''s one more question."

    I''m not accusing you. I''m just stating my thoughts frankly, but it''s oddly compelling when my father, Aszo, says.

    Nevertheless, this is what I''ve been doing since I was born. I''m used to it already.

    Not to say instead, but my mother Haruko opened her mouth.

    "It''s really like Europe."

    "I heard that."

    "And there''s really magic. Shopping is silver and gold."

    "That''s a cultural difference."

    My father crushes as he looks around the room.

    Assigned to the two in the fortress of Falve was the VIP room where Prince Alsace and his real name also stayed. The conditioning and interiors not seen in Japan certainly make you feel a different culture.

    I don''t try to think deeper than that because my son said, "I was tripping to the fantasy world and doing the wizard. And then I saved the world, too," maybe because I was somewhat objective at the stage I was asked.

    "I was really surprised when I first saw the dragon. On the contrary, it might have been nice to have common sense dusted into wood."

    "Yeah, well, could it have been Luca? That was awesome. Hey. If I had a dinosaur, I''d be like that."

    Just ahead through the dimensional gate (gate) was Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash. Though I had told him beforehand, he couldn''t have stayed calm.

    Besides, even though it''s underground, it''s even blooming cherry blossoms, so I shouldn''t have figured out what that meant. And then, I can never tell you that my son made a proposal here.

    Afterwards, surprised by the fortress, he went out into the city and rounded his eyes to the elves and dwarves, and his parents were generally following the same path as Acorn.

    "Has Zhu Yan worked hard on the food? That was delicious. Speaking of which, all the food over here is pesticide-free, right? It''s a luxury."

    "On the contrary, I felt a passion for Japanese food."

    "That''s right. Variety improvement is amazing."

    I don''t particularly want to praise you, but Japan is far more premium when it comes to food.

    Is that a difference in the season or something? I am dropping off the introduction because I have trouble importing crops poorly from Japan and there is a problem, but I just want to do something about it in the future.

    "And I''m surprised you had soy sauce and miso."

    "Well, when it comes to soy sauce, we recently started making our own."

    "Is it homemade?

    "What if they say homemade? I mix soybeans."

    "You look like a man who''s retired and spared time."

    Like that, my father says.

    To the words, Yut could not argue. So instead, let your dog sleep on his lap and stroke his stomach. Colo was pleased and left to do so.

    "Oh, yeah. Speaking of retirement, when are kids planning to make it?

    "... hey, I don''t get the connection"

    Even if I do, how should I answer it and how should I answer it?

    My mother gives an explanation with a smile on her elusive face son.

    "I talked to your father. When my grandson was born, I thought I''d quit my job and move over here. You''ll be able to help raise children."

    "... Huh?

    "Of course, that''s it. I hope Mr. Valtrude agrees. I don''t want to have a conflict with my wife."

    "No, I''m not worried about that..."

    "Brave man, that''s too optimistic. Relationships don''t make sense."

    What do you want me to do?

    "Take my wife''s side, rather than my parents. That''s how it works."

    "Oh, yeah..."

    Despite his teens, he feels like he''s been shown some darkness, and the brave man''s movements stop. My dog shook his tail to protest, so I let him start again soon.

    "But are you good with the other job or something?

    "Not good"

    In a grumpy mood, she answers without interruption.

    But there''s something more important.

    "But seeing how you''re doing makes me nervous."

    "Father..."

    In the dark, have you indicated your willingness to help me with just my clerical work? I appreciate it, but pity.

    "We don''t know if it''s actually possible yet. I''m not thankful."

    "I''m not being honest anymore."

    "There''s no such thing as a twist. Brave man, if you don''t want to live with your parents, you have to improve."

    Sure, he thinks of himself as straightforward as he can tell.

    Thoughts of losing my head......

    "Is Colo with you then?"

    "Wow."

    My dog, suddenly called by his name, shouts out in surprise.

    Yut stroked such a colo, wondering if he should tell his true name first.

 298 3. Goodbye and Seeing

    "So long, Professor. Unfortunately, this is often a farewell."

    "Oh. Makina''s fine too...... ok?

    "Why are you saying goodbye first"

    I don''t care about the order or anything, but if I''m not satisfied, my real name protests to the tablet. But Machina, who hasn''t gotten the beautiful girl-shaped icon yet, doesn''t move.

    "That, of course, is to give your husband (master) more time to part with. To that end, you must have finished your farewell to the others first. Besides, isn''t your husband the one who keeps what he likes later?"

    "Neither do I."

    "That makes sense, professor"

    "Makina, Sempai"

    A cold and harsh voice like Winter Mountain makes a wooden spirit in the basement of Falve. Says the cherry blossoms are blooming here too, but it''s going to freeze.

    "Okay, I''ll shut you down. Because it''s hard to have problems during the metastasis. Yeah."

    "Hear it."

    I''ll see you again, Professor.

    Really, the tablet turns off. Also disappear plain egg-shaped icons, the screen is black. It just turned out to be an emerald-colored board.

    "I don''t have anything to talk about, so you''re leaving."

    "Oh, wait a minute! I need to talk to you."

    Calling the always-cool juniors to a momentum that just grabs the ponytail. I wouldn''t be mad at you again if I told you, but I can''t possibly not tell you.

    "Talk, is it?

    "Don''t make me look bad. Well, I''m not talking about it right now, but maybe my father and mother will start living over here."

    "... also on the way home from such a serious story"

    I shook my head like it was out there, but it was also for a moment. Immediately enter into an attitude of asking for details. Yut also got it, conveying this previous family conversation without divulging it.

    "I see...... But you''re not willing to sell that apartment, are you?

    "I guess. At that time, we have no choice but to reveal the existence of the other gates, the Infinite Gate, that way. That way, we can go back once every few days."

    "It would have been best if I could have bought it at the Hyun Chul Conference (Danishmend)... well, there wouldn''t be a problem. It''s not something that can be stopped. Anyway, I''ll tell him."

    "Nice to meet you"

    It was the real name I smiled at when I saw Yut bowing my head, but I put my finger on my lips as I thought of it.

    "Then. Can you listen to me, too?

    "What?

    After this, the meeting with Seneca, the king of God, was withheld, but if we were to talk about his true name, late would be unavoidable. But fortunately, it didn''t take long.

    "I didn''t explain it as it seemed to expose the shame in my body, but the Hyung-chul Conference is not entirely united in one idea either. The mainstream is an ''explorer'' to whom I also belong¡­ trying to elucidate mysterious events and exploit their power"

    "I see. Which means, on the contrary..."

    "Yes, there are also those called ''controllers'' who hide and obliterate mysteries"

    For the Explorers, this Brewers would be a mountain of treasure. Conversely, the controllers should consider it the same as a dangerous gunpowder bank.

    "And the more radical the thoughts and actions are the more likely they are to be..."

    "It''s a pity to admit it, but you''re right"

    The eyes tend to shake anxiously, and the small body shrinks further from the beginning.

    Unexpectedly, Yut smiled bitterly.

    Though the give-and-take relationship, this will be the main one that''s causing the inconvenience. You don''t have to be so frightened.

    But even with that in words, I wasn''t going to hear it.

    "Only the real names can count on it. Say hi to my family."

    So at least I stroke her head in an attempt to convey my appreciation.

    His real name looked up at Yut as surprised, and for a moment, he was about to give himself up to that hand, but he quickly jumped away exercising reason.

    "Can you afford a married man? Is this the system you can have as soon as you get married?

    "I was reluctant. Excuse me. I''ll be careful."

    "That''s better."

    My real name turned around on the spot, and the dark hair I turned into a ponytail wobbled heavily.

    "Okay, Sempai. It''s time, please."

    "Oh."

    Miniature of the gate from the nostalgia, treasure (artifact) The other gates were removed and expanded.

    With the help of the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash, open the Dimensional Gate (Gate) to Earth.

    "I''ll see you later,"

    "Thank God"

    "No, it was a good wedding"

    I don''t need thoughtful goodbye words or anything.

    The two Earthlings bid farewell as usual.

    The sight with the King of God took place in the open air.

    Not that Yut set it up, but a request from over there. The place is Truss-Sink, God''s graveyard.

    I have the horrible impression that it''s just literal, but the reality is different. As I was talking to Akane, the surroundings of the temple are like parks.

    Penetrating, but if I had a chair or table with Shi ''a (Azumaya), it would have looked pretty good.

    (Well, I guess this place is more important, what the hell they say)

    I owe you one, so I have to accept the request to some extent. And it''s not even like hiding it.

    Seneca II, the Divine King, is still beautiful today.

    Completely braided chestnut hair. One of those laborious and leisurely fashions shows that she is a special person.

    If he smiles with his big almond-shaped eyes, he must be able to spend the day wrapped in happiness, even if he is not a follower of the Divine King.

    While welcoming Seneca, king of God, who, along with several of her squires, appeared, Yut gives thought, however, to what is to be discussed, not her beauty.

    The secret of Ducommerce.

    Holy Relic (Relic) supposedly written by the god of blacksmiths as the Lord God of Dwarves, borrowed it and created Valtrude''s Horse Sword (White Knight).

    At this glance, I literally owe you back.

    There are two servants that the Divine King is taking with him.

    The Marquis Istas - not least Bishop Gilronto, who serves Nerla, the goddess of the moon, who somehow became

    And is it an escort? The cathedral knight (paladin) of a man with a golden armor. A neat face, but more lustrous blonde hair stretched out to the waist catches his eye.

    Meanwhile, this is Archbishop (Patriarch) with an alias with Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter, Alcia, beside him. Because Valtrude and I are already face-to-face, or we were asked to do so by the side of the Cronican Divine Kingdom.

    I had no reason to say no, but I don''t even know its true intentions.

    "Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule"

    "Terrible. Hi, sorry I''m late."

    Not so much a tough place as an official glance.

    The first returns the secrets of Ducommerce, followed by chatter such as wedding thoughts and another blessing.

    I also fully enjoyed the tea brewed with tea leaves brought in from Earth, and in large part Seneca II cut to the point.

    "We hope that Falv will join us in the Kingdom of the Chronica"

    Chuckle.

    With a smile full of charity, the King of God tells you. Has the story already gone through, neither the bishop of the elf, nor the cathedral knight of the escort, who is clouding the Holy Mark, alters a single complexion?

    That was the same demand Yut once made.

    karma.

    Such a four-word vernacular gives me a head start, but the situation is different from before. The Verga Empire is disturbed like hemp and there is also some agreement between the two sides regarding the dispatch of prostitutes.

    Even if they steam back the story in this situation, it''s an unsolicited statement, but it''s troubling.

    That''s what I said myself, though. Well, I have to explain why.

    "Thank you very much, but I was wondering if that would be difficult."

    "Why not? I''ve heard a suggestion from you before."

    Arcia, who is present, bought the role and left.

    I hold Yut''s hand under my desk, and I tell him I think I''ll leave this place to him. I guessed it, he just nodded a little and delegated full powers.

    We''re talking about a temple entanglement. You should leave it to me, and I don''t think I can negotiate better than her.

    I hear back that the young god king is interesting, knowing or not to know such an interaction between the two people under the water.

    "If that offer materializes, Valtrude Istas will be archbishop for some time"

    "Of course. I have no objection to that"

    Affirmed in a cool voice.

    Just hearing that voice conveys the charm of Seneca the Divine King.

    "But what about the next generation? The fortress is a Hellenonian god. The theater is the Riya God. Here on the pedestal of God you will find the facilities of the three pillar gods. It is imperative that each temple seek the seat of the Archbishop"

    The political form of the Cronican kingdom of God is special.

    Five Shinto capitals are strongly served by the grace of a particular God, whose representatives of the temple rule the vicinity by becoming archbishops in chief.

    Indeed, Falv would be well qualified to be treated as a divine capital. But after the disappearance of a charisma called Valtrude, you will be struck by confusion.

    That''s what Alcia points out.

    "He said it was an imitation that would cause chaos on the flat ground. That''s what I''m talking about."

    She doesn''t answer. But bow your head and show your approval.

    "We are aware of your concerns. Let''s continue to indulge."

    It''s good for a drop.

    Yut does not exhale safely¡­

    "Well, not as a substitute, but I have one favor to ask you"

    Yut feels comfortable wondering if his destiny has come.

    "It will be the beginning of the year, but we are planning to perform a ceremony in Lutetia, our capital, to celebrate Fermina, the Sun God. Seneca would like to invite you."

    "... not King Alsace, is it?

    Ask him how he would like to visit without his master.

    In doing so, I try to search for knowledge about the ritual, but nothing came to mind. Neither does neighbor Alcia have the look of understanding on her face.

    Maybe it was the secret of the Sun God. Nevertheless, will it be a consideration borrowed from the secrets of Ducommerce?

    "Yes. Am I bothering you?

    "No......"

    Really straightforward stuff.

    It''s weak when it breaks through the front, not the handful.

    I don''t know what''s behind it, but on the surface it''s just an invitation to goodwill. If I say no here, I''m not going to be close to you. It will be.

    "I understand. We will definitely ask you all."

    But there are other reasons Yut accepted the offer.

    Had it not been for a companion named Valtrude, he might have missed out on the beauty of the Divine King. Seneca II, King of God, clear and Rin. Her eyes and hands like that were shaking anxiously the moment she cut out the words of invitation.

    After all, I guess I have some secrets.

    Perhaps the statement I''ve heard before that "it''s more convenient since Yut got married" also makes sense. Maybe even to have designated an Alcian seat.

    "Thank you. It''s about February away, but for more information, can you go through this Gilront?"

    The stubble smiles and Seneca exhales with relief.

    That adorable trick was worth a look, but unfortunately it has not reached Yut''s heart. Not so much out of consciousness.

    His mind was occupied with the fear of how much information he could obtain during the period up to that ritual.

 299 4. Three Choices: Regina

    Regina Niebes. Meeting of the Chamber of Commerce of Niebes, among the trading cities of Hardenturm, present at the eastern edge of the Marquis of Istas.

    Until a few years ago, the Nieves Chamber of Commerce breathes back with a deal of silver that was ordered directly from the new lord.

    Since then, it has also blossomed back to the councillor who runs the Hardenturm, becoming at first sight a piping role with Yut Amaxa, the house slayer, who is also difficult to follow if not slightly.

    He also develops a fashion brand he calls Vermilio in collaboration with his fianc¨¦e, Acorne Miki. I''ve never had an interruption in my order since I revealed myself at a glorious show.

    Of course, this success is due to her talent.

    But there is no denying that meeting the Great Mage (Arch Mage) was an opportunity.

    Thinking of him, Regina''s heart beats faster against the will of the owner. Not because Acorn told me, but I do have a fondness for Yut.

    I''ll admit it.

    But I attended that wedding and they showed me the difference whether this was still the case. I see a happy bride and a groom nestled beside her, looking back at us.

    Is that feeling strong enough to try to push Valtrude and others away? Or is it enough to want a mistress or a side woman?

    That''s what I was thinking, and rumors have popped in about the situation in Li Kutua, which leads me to make a pretty rough return to Falv.

    If it was just a report, I could have done it with a letter. Besides, Regina can''t notice.

    In that state, I''m meeting him in his office. Akane, who only stirred it up, left only the tea.

    "Um, were you sure?

    "What is it?

    I don''t even want to know on my own, but you can describe me as familiar with Yuut''s office. In the space for its visitors, Regina was shrinking.

    The comfortable sofa is just uncomfortable right now.

    Meanwhile, Yut includes in his mouth the herbal tea that Acorn prepared for him, with a question mark over his head. Enjoying its refreshing aroma and slight sweetness, I floated when my childhood friend left "Oh, my God. Think of the meaning of the smile" ho ho ho ho ".

    Rather than make sense......, the atmosphere is naughty as well.

    What are you trying to do? Does Larsia or Jonah have anything to do with it? It was an attitude that bothered me.

    How easy it is to understand Regina''s grid compared to Yut touring such a misguided thought.

    Sure, this is the one who applied for the interview. But I didn''t expect to be set up yesterday today. I still have that wedding - I just remembered it and I get a sigh of relief - even though it hasn''t been a week.

    Yet we''re alone face to face. There, I feel guilty.

    All the more so if you just have the awareness that you are delighted with this situation.

    "Even if you''re still off..."

    "Oh...... I took three days off, and now I''m able to save my workload."

    The length of the leave would be debatable, but it was a fact in terms of workload.

    The busyness associated with the wedding will just exceed Yut''s tolerance and, as a result, rely heavily on the power of the Civilians led by Claude Laker.

    There was then also a takeover for the holidays, which definitely lessened his burden.

    Plus, I usually go and get more work myself and ruin it, but now I don''t do anything extra to get time with my wife - yes, it''s my wife.

    I mean, not until I''m free, but I can afford it.

    "Speaking of which, what about Vermilio?

    So there''s also time to get into the chat. Still, talking about work would have brought a sigh of anxiety if Acorn had.

    "Yes, it''s going well. If you look at this as a whole, it''s just as expected."

    But with that colourless chatter, there was a strong light in Regina''s eyes.

    "You said it wasn''t more than I expected?

    "Because we originally estimated demand high. We don''t do anything wrong."

    "I see."

    To Yut, who listens back somewhat unexpectedly, the young head of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce gives a muscular response.

    I tend to think it''s good evidence when they say it''s more than I expected, but if you ask me, you''re certainly right. That insight alone shows her competence.

    "It may be time to move what I used to call licensed production to execution. There are also more needles, and sending a few members from the beginning outside as teachers will not interfere with production."

    Yut remembered the faces of the women who were eating the doughnuts made by Acorn with great joy. Skilled craftsmen - even though their careers are less than a year old - have a strange and exhilarating feeling that they will be feathered.

    "That''s going well. If you don''t mind, you can talk to the Dueira Chamber of Commerce in Folio-Farina. For once, it''s the end of the business."

    Conversation going on in a comfortable tempo.

    So many favors.

    "It was just more than I expected... ah"

    "Hmm?"

    Tell me, Regina suddenly mumbled. For some reason, redness appeared on the cheeks.

    I listened back reflexively, but would it have been a failure?

    "No, more repeaters than I thought for underwear for women..."

    "Oh, really?"

    A dry laugh echoes into the office. Definitely, it was a failure.

    You don''t need to be aware. That should be the case, but reality wasn''t just moving on truthfulness.

    Yut said here, "With that said, there wasn''t any underwear that I or Zhu Yan knew existed, was there? I think it''s a good hygiene thing, too," and I don''t commit foolishness that breaks through the front.

    "Oh, yeah, yeah. The matter of setting up an immediate research institute after a few conversations before. I think I''m just making a little progress."

    "Oh really..."

    Shift the topic, as if nothing had happened.

    Regina rode it, too, as she rocked her luxurious hair and frowned.

    "Yes. Dean Mel will be introduced to magicians (wizards) and alchemists (alchemists) who like research in the Vainamarinen School of Magic handouts."

    An organization that commercializes Yut''s ideas, such as the performance test of a preservative bottle of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron), to propose new products to the Chamber of Commerce in the Territory.

    If it moves in earnest, innovative products will be feathered from the Marquis territory of Istas.

    "That''s a good thing...... Is the Marquis that understaffed?

    "Well, whatever I am, you''ve done it."

    Reflecting, Yut raises his hands.

    Regina stares at him like that complicated. It is only a little regrettable that we cannot relieve him of his burden, even though we have no choice in our position.

    "Well, instead of celebrating our marriage, we screwed it hard."

    Incidentally, invitees, including King Alsace, have properly celebrated. Now, Claude''s men are in the middle of sorting out the inventory.

    As a drawer for now, Larsia is also giving away glasses of bold iron that she used, etc., but she must return the favor in a proper way.

    Necessary, but troublesome. Instead, I''m in trouble because I don''t really understand common sense. To be honest, I just want to hire experts to throw round when it comes to dating like that.

    "So you have information about the situation in Li Kutua."

    "Yes, this is what you were asking for"

    You''re too derailed, I recall a classical teacher in middle school who was talking about something that seemed irrelevant in the class itself. But such memories were erased from his head in an instant, and Yut pointed the water at Regina.

    "Anyway, it''s hard to say it''s accurate because it''s about distant land..."

    The information of Oriental Li Kutua, told so in advance, was certainly an ambiguous story. Exactly to the extent that some detail has been added to the rumors.

    "A warrior recognized by the ancient dragon is sweeping through several islands..."

    One emperor, three jewels, five ancient dragons, seven islands.

    Words spoken vulgarly, as constituting Li Kutua.

    At the request of the Dragon Emperor, who lingered as a thought on the earth''s jewels, he had sent out requests to various places to examine the situation in the East.

    What was brought about this time was information from the crew of the trading vessel that stopped at Hardenturm. But she''s right. It''s deteriorating after distance. I don''t even know if the warrior''s name is Half Dragon Man (Demi Draco) or True Draco Man (True Draco).

    "Were the five ancient dragons wood dragons, fire dragons, earth dragons, gold dragons, and water dragons..."

    But all I know is the name. Just as the mystery hinted at by the Divine King Seneca II, so wrapped in a mysterious vale, even pluralistic Daiichi doesn''t know the details.

    The comfort chair detective Armchair Directive also seems to have its limits.

    "Then I wonder if I''ll have to go to the site any day."

    "Until Li Kutua, is it?

    "Yep. Once I went there, if I wanted to go, it would be right on Moment Travel (Teleport), but I guess I shouldn''t just gather information anyway..."

    When I tried to get rice, I had to move one of the Dragon Man (Draconut) villages. Now, what happens?

    As Valtrude used to say, it shouldn''t just mean to level Li Kutua etc......

    "Well..."

    Speaking of Li Kutua, it''s the end east of the Brewers. Oh, come on. It''s not the kind of place you can go. Yut always surprises me.

    But Regina didn''t hate it with wonder.

    I talked to Yut alone, and I thought about it.

    Talking to him is still fun. Very, very exciting. My chest hits.

    Are you in love with me?

    "That''s right. Mr. Regina."

    Yut''s voice that interrupts her thoughts like that.

    "Hey, what is it?

    "I''m talking about something completely unrelated... you''ve never done business with the Verga Empire?

    "... is it the Verga Empire?

    That''s like what they call a national bandit. Even Hardenturm, who named the Free City before embracing the reign of the Count of Istas at the time, can''t possibly do that.

    - On the surface.

    "We didn''t do it, but some stores seemed to have made deals bypassing several chambers of commerce and individuals. Until now, I don''t know..."

    "Is that how you do it"

    I didn''t think of that means, but the conclusion as I thought it would be.

    Though it was in his dreams, Yut knows that logistics within the empire and the people who live there are not the kind (tattoos) of wood stones (me). So there must always be a commercial deal.

    "Maybe..."

    "No, I''m not talking about punishing you or anything like that. But can you use it the other way around?

    As one of the councillors running Hardenturm, Regina speaks out of concern. Anxiety arose over her noticeable, crisp face.

    He smiled to reassure him, and Yut explained in detail.

    "Actually, I got a lot of weapons. I was wondering if I could shed that on the Verga Empire."

    "Oh, yes"

    Send supplies to the people and places you crave. It''s a big business principle. If it were a country in civil unrest, it would be a market without any more.

    That''s right.

    So I nodded unexpectedly.

    "Yeah, no. Huh? But to the Verga Empire?

    "It''s not something that lasts as long as a magic device (magic item), it''s just a normal or a little weapon up there. Then you won''t be able to point it at me."

    Yut was convinced that the kings of all races would never go on an outing. Obviously, unless you get your hands on this one.

    Of course, there can be no total denial of the possibility of appealing as a successor by expanding the territory. But it would be far more likely to be poked through that gap.

    "But where did you get that weapon from..."

    "That''s a secret, though."

    Not to make sense, but yuut smiling a little tired.

    I was wondering why, but I can''t force myself to ask.

    (Damn, you Larsia...)

    It was the meadow race (Magner) that brought it in, but I can''t tell you where it came from.

    After I boarded the temple of Helenonia, which fell into Nara. We can never say that we did not waste the time lag that arose when we destroyed the Unslain Sword Demon and then returned to the Falv, and that we boarded into a castle called the Red Tears of the Saints to infinitely store a large quantity of weapons into a bag, etc.

    Anyway, the incident itself, it wasn''t supposed to be public.

    "Speaking of which, he said the dragon was visiting us."

    "Is it something similar? Well, it''s something that sprang up when I got down, so I''m not sure I want to."

    Quality is as I said earlier, but given where I brought it from, it''s also early to hand it out domestically.

    I can''t tell you what''s going on.

    "I''ll try to bring it back to the council. I can''t keep it in the minutes."

    "Seems persistent, but if it''s not dangerous, it''s fine."

    Worst case scenario, I don''t mind bringing it to Mainz and cast-melting it.

    I felt it to that extent, but it should be taken for granted, the recipient''s impression is different.

    The fact that you were consulted while you knew it was dangerous means evidence that you are trusted.

    nature, Regina''s abundant breasts roar, her cheeks tremble.

    No matter who else they are, they won''t have the same sentiment. If you become aware of that, there''s nothing you can do about it.

    It may not be the same as the love between a man and a woman.

    Nor because Acorn told me.

    However, can I look for something I can do so that I can stay in this relationship with him?

    Regina was beginning to think so.

 300 5. Three Choices: Kagra

    Orientalist, which has also completely blended into the city of Falve. It also seems more familiar after a major event: the marriage of lords.

    At that time, a minor incident occurred in which the cultural shock of eating fish raw was inflicted on tourists who usually did not visit often, but the performance was generally good.

    Even today, regular customers who came around the time the day leaned are contributing to sales.

    Rather than private rooms, the private rooms of the yuts. Or maybe we should call it a quarantine facility. So, Ritna leans one, cup.

    Today''s first glass is the sake, which has begun to be produced only slightly.

    Brewers liquor that blew up time and various other issues with the help of Weinamarinen, not Yut. Made in the Dragon Man (Draconut) It is certainly still young.

    But although it lacks mellowness, it''s one of the flavors. There is room to imagine more of this kind of work that must be born in the future. That''s very, very pleasant.

    Enjoy a few times as many other sakes as are still rare, and salt made off the coast of Hardenturm.

    By consuming alcohol, the salt makes the taste really dull clear, so that the taste can be felt deeper and more savory.

    Ritna doesn''t care about the price. Not because I drink with someone else''s money.

    No longer, Larsia can be described as someone else.

    "Well."

    Comfortable.

    Here, I want to put something in there.

    Shortly after I thought so, a private room soot opened.

    "Excuse me, sir."

    A dragon girl in charge of serving comes in squeamishly with a few dishes on the basin. I lowered my head gently and then arranged the plates on the table.

    It''s not a giveaway, but it''s the usual style to have a good thing out in your purchasing for the day at your disposal. Condition yourself with these and embark on a full-scale offensive.

    Smells like fragrant soy sauce, autumn mushroom crust. The fragrance even possesses some kind of violence. Squeeze the citrus fruit served or leave it there? compelled to make difficult choices.

    But first, stay put.

    Fever spreading in the mouth.

    Ignoring it, the juice blew out and the taste and flavor danced.

    And pour in the sake, and happiness will be born. Is it easy for you? But if it''s easy to get the hard stuff of happiness, isn''t that great?

    "Ugh..."

    Relax. I turned my eyes to the next plate.

    That too, baked goods as well. But even grilled chicken is salt.

    If that''s all you can do, you can also do it in the stalls of Falve. But it doesn''t look like Acorn and Kagra just served it and chose the saltiness in a cheap way.

    It has cartilage, and I''m delighted with the sticky texture, it sticks.

    Skin that shed excess fat and was baked thoroughly. The scorch is really fragrant.

    And a pork rose that slipped into a subtle grilled chicken.

    Sure, there''s a lot of fat except for the crust. Even sauce should taste good, but in front of this fat, it should feel loud the other way around.

    In addition, the salt itself is delicious. It would be the same as what was served as sake. The line was stretched.

    I got hit.

    What a challenging dedication.

    The liquor continues to cling to the cooking as if to grin Ritna''s suspicions. Regrettably, there is no sin in alcohol.

    Thus, it was Ritna, who ended the outpost in a slightly pushed-in fashion, but also called in reinforcements called beer and distilled liquor, and managed to take it to a five-minute battle.

    This pleasure, this is not the case in heaven.

    Humans aside, gods who live at a time that can even be described as a perpetual heist compared to an elf.

    Build up the power of faith brought from the lower realm, bless the Blue Covenant (Brewers) to the extent that it does not contradict it, contend with different gods of thought, and manage the world.

    Their spiritual structure, transcendental, does not infer the existence of destiny.

    Its recoil, or when it comes down to the ground, it slowly becomes young in action. That, too, is to preserve the balance of spirit. I don''t know if I''m bothering you, but I can''t help it.

    Note that Ritna doesn''t think she''s causing any trouble.

    After that, digest the grilled rice smoothly and open the mouth with a wooden spoon. I can only eat this way when I''m drinking alone.

    Parallel rice texture and aromatic soy sauce flavors. And although it''s finely cut, I''m happy with Chashu.

    "... mmm"

    But the moment you take a bite, you look difficult and you do your hand on your habitual hair, Tyrone God''s Minute Divine Body (Avatar).

    Just one more bite to make sure.

    He then put his arms together, nodded, and rang the bell he had placed on the table.

    "Call the general."

    That''s all I said to the dragon man woman who showed up to ask for it, Ritna pushed silence.

    Though I am surprised at that, I return a squeal pushed by silent pressure.

    A few minutes later, the general - Kagra showed up.

    "Mr. Ritna, was there something inconvenient?

    Think about why they called me, but I don''t know. Was it also a crude phase?

    "You have a problem, don''t you?

    Encourage him to sit down with his gaze, while cutting him out to a stand-alone straight in.

    Said Kagra stopped moving for a moment like he had been poked in the void, but quickly switched to a smile and shook his head.

    "Man, if you''re alive, there''s something wrong with you."

    "Right. But to the extent that it looks clear to me, it''s a big problem."

    Minutes At the end of the divine (avatar) gaze, a ready to eat grilled rice.

    I don''t know what the hell this is about, tilting my neck.

    "Better than usual, it''s just a little tiny. Perhaps it''s easier to understand that it''s completely lacking."

    "It''s..."

    "Firepower or cooking? Or both?

    I don''t even know the picture star, but I know it. There is too much.

    That''s why I can''t talk to you. This is my problem.

    Speak like a teach, staring at such a kagra with gentle eyes. Race-specific curiosity is nowhere to be found. Only my heart was sincere.

    "I know what the problem is. The truth is. So talk about it in a way that you feel like sorting it out a bit."

    "No...... Thank you."

    To no one, that''s the stray not pointed out by Jinga, my brother.

    to Ritna, who affirms it as if she had seen it in the first place, but there was no discomfort. Rather, I even feel refreshed.

    Kagra doesn''t know exactly who Ritna is.

    She''s a witch, too. In this case, it is called the Priest, who serves God. Combined with the presence of the occasional "strange guest", I know who it is.

    So even though I felt it faintly, I avoided conclusiveness.

    I wanted to leave this meadow more obscure than Magner would say.

    Still, I can''t resist the charisma right now.

    "Mr. Akane told me about your relationship with Master Yut. I''m really worried about that."

    "Talk to me. What exactly do you mean?

    "The... In short¡­¡­. He was dressed like he had been given an ultimatum that if he were to run for office as his wife, he would be now..."

    To squeeze it out, or shy.

    Kagra spitting out the source of her worries.

    "I see, I see"

    We almost knew what was causing it.

    Still, it makes sense to put it into words and make it clear.

    "What if I give up?

    But what I got back from Ritna was a heartless word.

    "''Cause, right? I''m married over there, and your wife is super beautiful. And then there''s Fianc¨¦ and two others. Think in common sense, you won''t win, will you?

    "Ha."

    "In the first place, isn''t it absurd that he might be aware of you as a woman?

    You''re absolutely right.

    I know that.

    I know, and I''m worried because it''s unacceptable.

    Many times, I got help. I was happy.

    But it''s not just because I''m a benefactor.

    I dared to stand on a disadvantaged battlefield to get my muscles through. I was attracted to that mind.

    Unconscious? I know that. From the moment we met, there was another woman (one) in his heart.

    "Still, I am."

    Unexpectedly, I try to make my emotions expensive and eat them to Ritna.

    But Ritna smiled at such a dragon witch.

    "Look, you''ve got an answer."

    "Ritna............"

    "All you have to do is make a decision. Are you going to cry asleep like this, can you hit it and smash it, can you hit it and accept it? As for Atashi, it''s a good idea to hit it for now?

    It''s not that simple.

    If I can do that, I will.

    But is it really?

    If I had no choice, didn''t I give up? Were you ambiguously, peacefully, trying to get things done?

    Sure, that warm water could have been pleasant.

    But time never stops. Whether you want it or not, it''s always settled.

    "Mr. Ritna. I will never forget this favor."

    "Fine, fine. You''re always feeding me delicious food."

    "Forgive me if I''m going to work slightly unfaithful on that."

    At this point, I''d say Kagra''s feelings were set.

    At the same time as he resigned from the scene, he rushed into the kitchen to convey his will and with his feet moved to the Dragon Man''s settlement in the Kera Forest.

    It will not be any obstacle, such as the fact that the sun is already falling.

    And when he also informed his brother Jinga of his decision, he asked the Yuts to meet him the next day.

    "Yeah, suddenly, isn''t it?

    Face-to-face with Kagra in his usual office is Yut. Besides, Valtrude, the other party. And then there were acorns.

    These three sit together on the same couch. It''s more of an interview than an interview.

    "I''m here for a favor."

    "If there''s anything we can do, I''ll probably ask..."

    Nevertheless, depending on the content.

    I wonder if something happened in the dragon man. I urge him to go ahead.

    "Would you please make me a maid of honor to Master Yut?

    But what I wanted was something I wouldn''t expect. Newlywed couples look at each other unexpectedly.

    "Ha! That''s a Japanese-style maid!?"

    "Good, sit down"

    controlled his childhood friend, who jumped up with a sound, in a word, and Yut turned to the dragon man witch.

    "Yeah, what about the Oriental?

    "I''ve left it to you. It''s okay. It won''t lose its quality."

    "Acorn, the truth is, what do you say?

    "Well, if Mr. Kagra says so, what isn''t? I''m not going to have a system where you just disappear."

    In response to the Lord''s confirmation, Akane informs us of a policy that is devoid of defenses.

    "Sure, you can always treat Zhuyin like a maid..."

    Though distinct from the original knight, nobility is nobility. If it was meant to be, it had to be sooner and neater.

    For example, in the absence of a case - that is, a situation in which power must be exercised as an adventurer - a legal development should also have been put in place that would allow for a proper delegation of power to Acorn.

    In that sense, it is a boat proposal on the crossing. I didn''t know why it was so sudden.

    "Mmmm..."

    On the other hand. Not only somehow, not clearly able to linguise, Valtrude was willing to understand her intentions.

    If you were right, what should you do......

    Valtrude realized that it was already packed when he put his thoughts that far.

    If she doesn''t have a "lower heart," there''s no reason to say no.

    And if it was the opposite case, keeping Kagra away would mean I don''t trust Yut.

    Truth is, Kagra herself didn''t think that far and move on to execution.

    However, instincts whispered that suddenly pressing Yut into marriage or an equivalent relationship would not work.

    It must also be a bad hand to put your relationship with the Dragon Man forward. She chose to "hit" where Ritna put it, but she didn''t want to "smash" it any easier than she did.

    So, maid.

    You will be shown your friendship with Valtrude. Physical proximity will also remind me of my differences.

    But be prepared. If we make a good opportunity, nothing starts.

    "Sure, we need a samurai, including the external part. If that''s Mr. Kagra, he''s trustworthy, and he''s certainly right when it comes to competence."

    I''m honestly delighted with that assessment.

    Don''t change your expression, but scream delightfully in your heart.

    "But what does Val think"

    "As it were, well, right. There''s no reason to disagree."

    rare and badly toothed diocesan knight (Paladin). That''s what bothered me, and I tried to step further into the -

    "I agree. If there''s no difference in Arcia, why don''t you ask her?

    "... will you"

    With support from his childhood friends, he stopped pursuing Valtrude. At the same time, the tensions in the women can be resolved. Everyone, the reasons are subtly different, but I didn''t want Yut to know the truth.

    "Best of luck, I will do my best"

    "Nice to meet you"

    Yuut is pushed by a cagra trying to get momentum and formalize the facts, and he nods unexpectedly. I don''t even notice the story missing about not being here, getting the consent of another fianc¨¦e.

    "In the meantime, I''m going to consult with Mr. Claude about the terms and conditions."

    "Oh, yeah. When I said I was going to decide on a uniform first, I thought," What am I going to do? "

    "I''m the one who keeps the fun for later."

    One archmage (Arch Mage) twists his neck while dropping off Akane, who says something similar to Makina, and Kagra, who is pushed out of the office by his back.

    With regard to the points previously pointed out by the god of Riya, now that Verga has disappeared from the earth, you will be broken.

    So what else...

    "Something seems like I''m the only one who hasn''t noticed."

    But there''s no answer from my new wife sitting next to me.

    Valtrude is Valtrude, and if you can''t lose, first of all because you were full of heads in tonight''s plan.

 301 6. Three Choices: Petra

    A girl named Petra Chernov has many faces.

    Daughter of a hereditary senator who rules Folio-Farina - the largest city in the Brewers.

    An adventurer who challenged the Hundred Layers Labyrinth to save her demon-cursed mother.

    Youngest Great Mage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa''s only apprentice.

    The last one may be denied by the master, but the fact that he was taught is unshakeable. And neither has Yut taken any other disciples.

    And recently, another position was added there.

    The Vainamarinen School of Magic attached Primary School in Falve - in short, it was recruited by the school faculty.

    There is no such thing as a faculty license. But it''s still unusual for a girl who''s not even twenty to take the stage.

    The reason for this was also because Petra''s mother pushed her off, and because she complied with Tertione''s request to increase the number of students.

    At the same time, it was her own hope.

    I want to be on the side of my coveted master.

    That''s simple, and at the same time a real wish.

    I think I was once an embarrassing person to speak of. If there''s a hole, I want to bury it.

    My mother is in a coma with a curse, and my father leaves my mother like that in the mansion, busy running around to work. Everyone and he gave up saving even though they thought it was painful about my mother.

    While my father was away at home, the interest in the mansion was directed to my brother, who was the heir.

    Petra became an adventurer because she didn''t like the fact that such an environment, though thin, was about to be swallowed up by the air.

    He gathered his people and did some work - such as escorting the merchants and exorcising the goblins - and also gained confidence that he was stronger.

    I''ll give it to you, but the beginning and end of even stuffing Dean Mel to let him enter the Hundred Layers Labyrinth. I raise my arms somewhat. Now I know how reckless I was. He''s a warm dean, which is why he was so calm.

    That I was meeting such an adult. And that you made me realize the mistake. I find myself blessed with luck and happy.

    But not at the time. I did not intend to wear the authority of the Congressman Chernov family in a kasawa. But I didn''t even think there was anyone to turn against.

    It was Yut who corrected that sentiment.

    At first, it backfired.

    What a great magician. It must be a lie.

    That was also an impossible reaction, but the result was that ugliness in Naruto. Some were scattered accusations of strength and collaboration that they felt confident in, and their spearheads even extended to their peers.

    And I met a vicious demon (Demon), whose pride shattered and scattered everything.

    You rebuilt yourself like that, Yut.

    I respect you, and maybe that could even be called worship. Through him, I am also grateful to have met a friend named True Name.

    But when it comes to love and love, you don''t know it at all.

    I can''t think of a general marriage for Petra. Ideal samples do not exist because only busy fathers and hospital bed mothers see them.

    Just vague, can you even make me marry politically? He wants to choose for himself - even though he doesn''t have one - to the extent that he thought he would.

    So even though I was told by the Divine Body (Avatar) of the Goddess of Beauty and Art, I didn''t really feel it.

    But even to acorns. I have to be aware that even one of his fianc¨¦es is going to push me just in case.

    Confused, whimsical.

    And slight expectations.

    The thought of being his best etc doesn''t exist without having to see that wedding. But if that''s how he looks at me......

    That was a very, very happy imagination.

    That means I like it...... is it?

    I''m not sure.

    But now I imagine I have to have a political marriage with someone I don''t know...

    I can''t wait, I didn''t like it.

    Nevertheless, that is only imaginary.

    Plus, I have responsibilities as a faculty member.

    Even now, the assigned faculty room - which is not yet ready, only about a desk and chair - is where we are holding interviews with students.

    "- So what the hell do you think I should do, Senior Yona?"

    Petra asks Albino''s girl for help as she falls into a navel on her desk. No heart or the side pony looked numb.

    "I don''t."

    "That''s it. If the seniors abandon me now, I..."

    Individual interviews between new teachers and students.

    Somehow, Petra, who had finished it all the way through, had completely undressed the educator''s mask.

    Teachers and students in the classroom, but if you leave there, your position is reversed. Anyway, she''s one of those people Yut admits to. If you are a girl who is not old enough, from your own perspective, you will be present.

    So, seniors.

    Is it possible that even though his real name calls Yut "Sempai," he secretly admired it?

    But that''s none of Jonah''s business. When she tries to walk away because she can''t stand it, Petra grabs her cuffs and manages to hold them back. Away from my hometown of Folio-Farina, I have no friends or family I can count on.

    I couldn''t possibly have talked to Yut himself.

    "Please!

    A desperate plea.

    It was Jonah looking cold at it... but it broke.

    "Just talk"

    "Thank you. Thank you."

    It seems quicker to listen than to refuse.

    Plus, if we get more allies within the primary school, it might help. Twisting out the ingredients that persuade her to do so, Jonah returns to her chair.

    "In the first place, you like yut?

    "Of course!

    "You want to get married?

    "No, that''s horrible."

    I wave once and for all, Petra denying it''s impossible.

    Let me tell you from the Albino girl, she is disqualified at that point.

    "I don''t know what to do."

    "Return home"

    "Ugh..."

    For Jonah, other than Val, Arsia and Acorn, the same is true of those who stand in the way. In the meantime, if you''re not even ready, you even think you should leave early.

    But Petra was too immature to think of as a rival.

    When I can stare with my discarded puppy-like eyes, Jonah''s affinity temperament comes out on the table.

    "You can do whatever you want. Confession or whatever."

    "Sure, all of a sudden marriage is leaping... But don''t bother your master."

    "Annoying? If you don''t mind, you can''t fall in love"

    "Senior...... Shh!

    Not to mention that the scales fell out of his eyes, but Petra squeezed Albino''s girl''s hand tightly. Seems genuinely thrilled.

    If you count on me, I''m not in a bad mood.

    Unexpectedly, it shows off the results I''ve been observing.

    "Truth is, Yut is not dull when it comes to romance"

    "... Really?

    I don''t even know what''s private, but I don''t have the impression he''s a romantic craftsman. Besides, I never even heard of a floating name.

    "But I have a wife and two fianc¨¦es for one. You can''t be dull or passive."

    Truth is, I would have been polygamous, dull or passive, but the Albino girl says nothing. In that case, it was doubtful whether Alcia was in it.

    "Instead, pull the line"

    "Is that a line?

    "Yes. ''You can''t possibly think of a child like that in a romantic sense'' or ''To a man with three fianc¨¦es, you can''t possibly have romantic feelings'', such a line"

    Is it low self-esteem? Or do you dare not look at it? Or is it just conservative when it comes to love?

    I''m sure Yut himself doesn''t know the truth, but Jonah, who is also the victim of it, was in pain. As usual, though my expression and voice are barely moving.

    "So far, outside the line"

    "Ugh...... Well, right..."

    Point your finger from the front and stick to reality clearly.

    I guess I was aware. Petra sinks even further. If your desk was liquid, you could drown as it were.

    "So if you want to do something, you just have to get inside"

    "Well, what do we do about it?

    Petra, who finds the lamp of hope, stuffs up to the Albino girl as she makes Ashblonde sidetails dance.

    "Apply for Marriage"

    "Eh hih."

    He raised an odd voice and returned to his original state again. If that''s possible, I''m doing it. Besides, I don''t even think you can accept it. That''s why we''re talking.

    "No. Oh no..."

    Where there is no hope, there is no despair.

    Where there is no sky or earth, let there be no freedom.

    Therefore, Petra was trapped in despair.

    "I don''t care how many times you lose. Because if we don''t give up, it''s just a journey to victory."

    "... Senior Yona!

    Powerful words to drive that despair away.

    Petra saw the light there.

    "It''s just not a good time right now"

    "Akane told me I don''t have much time..."

    "Now that Val and I are lovable, it is likely that pressing weird will turn out to be the other way around. Instead, we should have enough long-term prospects to think that we don''t mind after Alcia or Acorn. At the same time, polish your weapons"

    "My weapon..."

    The weapon that Yona envisages. It''s the Chernovs. The authority of my parents.

    Of all the people around Yut, he is the most highly identifiable.

    You just have to make the most of it.

    For example, we need to determine the time frame, but we can make up a fictional political marriage story and talk to Yut. If you hate me, I''m sure you''ll help me.

    Yes. He''ll take on the role of lover so I can say no so the corners don''t stand.

    And the rest is already fallen apart.

    If you''re even careful not to say it''s madness, you win as well.

    "Okay!

    Apparently, she noticed, too.

    And then we''ll see how it goes.

    Jonah stood up and tried to walk away from the landscaped instructor''s office.

    "As much as I''m counted on by my master, I''ll be strong!

    Unexpectedly, I slipped my leg.

    "That would put my chest up, and my master would accept it!

    "... good luck"

    It''s hard to trace how you came to such a conclusion, but it''s a good thing you got positive.

    The race was thrown, as was the spoon.

    "Teleportation"

    Jonah, who was already a hundred million walkers, used her psychic powers to save the room.

 302 7. Typical Great Mages Day

    Yut Amaxa''s day begins around 6: 00 a.m.

    Up until now, I had set an alarm on my phone, but lately, of the wedding celebration - something''s wrong at this point - the clock tower made that unnecessary, too.

    Right on the side, Valtrude sleeps easily.

    Its innocent sleeping face is so loving that its chest is tightened. And when you see a wedding ring that you don''t even take off when you sleep, it fills you with a sense of well-being that is also said to gain.

    Minutes to watch such a loving wife.

    Gradually her eyelids opened and Yut and I had a good eye contact.

    "... good morning"

    "Oh. You look beautiful today."

    "Damn, just say that"

    I don''t need any more words.

    Mouth to mouth exchanged for wake up.

    to places other than lips, however.

    We scattered last night before we went to bed, but we don''t get bored as much as we wonder ourselves.

    Valtroude, who gets a little bolder at night, also seems embarrassed under the morning sun and tries to leave immediately. Of course, I won''t tolerate Yut.

    This gap could have been the secret to conjugal circles.

    However, after careful indulgence, it shows a switch from there that can even be called dry.

    Each gently changed clothes and made himself fit, Valtrude went outside and Yut headed to his desk. My wife is for morning workouts, and my husband is to prepare the spells he uses today for his spells.

    The next meeting will be at the breakfast table prepared by Alcia at the Feast Divine Feast.

    "Oh...... Sleepy......"

    With today''s schedule in mind, I will write down the essential spells and the attack and grant magic for caution. It almost ends unused, but that''s what insurance is all about.

    However, the focus is scattered, albeit with some routine work.

    "I knew I''d have a bed"

    Newlyweds make it impossible to use the magic equipment (magic item) Huberd''s bed. Would they even sell it in larger sizes?

    But what do they say about buying a bed or something that will give you a good rest even if you have a short sleep early in your newlywedding? Mostly, from Larsia.

    (At that time, let''s send Mr. Ritna the same bed)

    I kind of feel like the Yamaa seal is hurting me, but when I leave, I lose.

    After that, about seven o''clock, breakfast. This is still a lot slower than the common people.

    Yut''s parents also share a table during their stay. When he finishes eating for about an hour as he talks, Jonah heads to his school, Arsia to his temple, etc., to their respective workplaces.

    Yut is the usual office. Commuting hours are a few minutes'' walk. It may be a flattering environment, but it doesn''t make any more sense than being able to use Momentary Mobility (Teleport). On the contrary, it''s negative for the loss of the off.

    "Good morning, master."

    "Good morning."

    Entering the office, Kagra, who became a maid, greeted me.

    I am not trying to hide the horns of my forehead in a thin purple rugged kimono with a white fluffy apron. Yuut was also in favor of that choice of acorns.

    (But I''m not used to it yet...)

    To the outfit, to the name, to the presence of a maid.

    "Your husband. Have a drink."

    "Oh, yes"

    A white robe that shows you to be a good sorcerer. Hand it to me and I''ll brush it all the way to the cloak. It''s a magic fixture, so I hardly need to take care of it, but I guess that her pride wouldn''t have allowed it.

    Take that cue to the edge of your sight, while turning your awareness to the documents on your desk. Thousands more today.

    "The office has been cleaned. Then, Mr. Dal-Lukash asked me to look through these documents."

    "Thanks"

    "No. Can I help you?

    "Bye. I''m sorry, I''ll have a coffee."

    Kagra bows her head silently and leaves the room to prepare.

    "Ugh..."

    This is all that makes me nervous.

    Instead of giving instructions, they are served. This was quite a challenge.

    Just a few days after Kagra became a maid of honor. The takeover from Acorn seems to be taking place properly and so far there has been no problem. On the contrary, it''s about as far as I''m making progress because of my full-time status.

    But I don''t think her intentions lie in serving the Yuts as a samurai. Given the thoughts ahead......

    "You''re over-conscious. Plus, Val and Arcia agree."

    I shook my head that wasn''t there and started working.

    A report that can only be approved by Yut or Valtrude, such as the usual budgetary ruling and the authorisation for the various proposals. I''d like to delegate more authority, but there are circumstances that don''t.

    "Even if I''m left with the finesse, I can''t help it if I need to make a decision."

    It is not something that even Claude and Dal-Lukash can handle, such as the petition that Yut is now reading, that he wants to place an outpost in Falv, where a proposal has been made by the Hardenturm council.

    "Hmm. Not even with the embassy, but the point is, is it a liaison office? Sure, if it is convenient? Then you''ll also need Mainz''s share?

    It is unnecessary if the housekeeper moves by spell, but given the future, it should be maintained now.

    "In the meantime, let''s get representatives out of the three cities of Hardenturm, Mainz and Falve to discuss it"

    Creating an outpost is a decision. In the meantime, the problem must be cleared up and authority must be determined.

    There he throws it to his men, and Yut and Valtrude get a report later and fix it if necessary.

    Pinch a note describing the flow and throw it into a processed box. Because it was an ordinary petition, I would never notice the sincerity of Regina, the proponent.

    "Thank you for waiting"

    Kagra returns with a cup of coffee, as if he predicted when to take a breather.

    I remember the illusion as if I had become an upper class.

    (No, it''s just been a noble life before...)

    From the world average, I guess that''s better.

    Include black liquid in your mouth without impurities while thinking about things you don''t even want to do like that.

    "Ugh..."

    Instant, but delicious enough.

    I feel like caffeine has circled my body and awakened my consciousness... This heat is just fine, too.

    "Thanks"

    When she smiles at Kagra, she smiles happily, too.

    Didn''t realize it before, but doing so was really fascinating.

    "Well, if you need anything, don''t hesitate to call me."

    I will not stand in the way of the maid, my husband.

    I don''t know if that''s what you think, but when you bow your head because of the thorough work, Kagra leaves the office.

    Yuut, who focuses on her work, doesn''t even imagine that after she leaves the room, she is feeling responsive and skipping, etc.

    So, a few hours later.

    "From Petra..."

    Jiazai, who cleaned up at once until the afternoon minutes, had sorted out the last letter addressed to him.

    The content, in summary, is that I want it to be auditioned. Surprisingly, it is also more plausible than being one who learns the spell of science together.

    "Well, if you have time."

    After a cup of coffee, he tried to write back - Yut took a seat when it was quicker to meet him in person.

    Originally, we were supposed to leave the fortress this afternoon.

    After getting a polite drop-off from Kagra - which was strangely embarrassing - we move to a farm near Falve.

    Maybe it should be described as a laboratory rather than a farm.

    An experimental farm that had several people out of the villages in the territory and created them.

    It was a facility for identifying the soil - sacred soil - that remained after purifying the insects (Insectians)...

    "It''s not funny..."

    "No, I know you''re impotent."

    I speak to a middle-aged man who drops his shoulders, saying that Yut has no choice. But I knew that the word had not reached him, the head of this farm.

    That''s obvious from the sight in front of you.

    The compartments divided into several are in a state that I do not think I have sown very much the same wheat.

    I wonder if one compartment is completely dead, and in another corner just wheat thrives abnormally higher than a person''s back length.

    Besides, it''s happening in less than a month.

    Although we have been asked to study the ratio of formula to normal soil, the optimal solution has not yet been guided.

    "Whatever, you can eat normally, that''s..."

    "Seriously?

    "Seriously?"

    "No, is it true?

    "Oh, yes, yes. Of course, the flavor is thin."

    Still, it seems that the hunger was filled by eating only sacred soil.

    A lot is wrong.

    "The amount of sunshine time and water. Depends on the breed in the first place¡­?"

    I''m forced to revise the plan to see if it was a little sweet.

    Now that the situation in the Verga Empire is calm in a way, we are about to move the plans to move the inhabitants near the northern tower wall to full implementation.

    The premise is that it needs to be opened up. I would have tried to make soil out of sacred soil at that time anyway......

    "I was wondering if you could introduce me to Dean Mel."

    It''s harder than this in Yut, where I only have some experience growing my morning face in elementary school.

    I regret the treasure''s rotting, but I was sure there was nothing I could do about it.

    Yut continues to work vigorously, even after giving him about 10 gold coins as a compensation, though not a bonus.

    Travel to school and tell Petra to respond to the letter, then return to the office to handle the residual duties.

    While doing so, he appropriately plays Larsia''s counterpart, receives a business contact from Dal-Lukash, and dinner.

    Acorn prepared a menu that day, and my parents struck a tongue drum with me.

    After meals, rest - without caging in the workshop to make magic fixtures.

    Still, traditionally I immersed myself in the work until about the time the day changed, and now at 21: 00 I cut it up and went back to the couple''s bedroom.

    "I knew I''d be seeing Dean Mel soon."

    While sitting back in bed making a one-day report today, I''ll let you know what I''m up to a little further.

    Valtrude, dressed in thin silk pajamas, also sat next to it.

    It''s a colorless conversation, but on the contrary, it''s good. At least that''s what she thinks.

    "Probably after I brought my father and mother back to Earth"

    "Right. It''s about time..."

    For her, Yut''s parents are the same as her real parents. Though I had no choice, I''m sorry.

    "Hey, Yut."

    "What''s up?

    "What does it mean to have children?

    "It''s..."

    "If you live with your child, you won''t be able to fight. I don''t know what happens after I give birth."

    "You know what?"

    When my grandson is born, Yut''s parents may move here. Having been informed of it, she must have suddenly recognized it as a familiar issue when she heard about the imminent return.

    Hopefully that anxiety would go away, he held his beloved wife''s shoulder.

    "I''m a man and a sorcerer (wizard), so I can''t even tell you how much I know about that worry. But, well, that''s it."

    Keep it up, if you can convey your thoughts.

    With such a grudge, Yut spins words with his foreheads stuck together.

    "I want kids regardless of the survival of the house or anything, and whatever, I''m going to be worthwhile enough to create an environment where you don''t have to be so sure about parenting."

    "Yut......"

    "It''s good to worry, but I can''t help but be anxious. You''ve always been, haven''t you?

    "Whether you were fighting the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) or confronting the spider sub-gods or the evil demigods.

    There was no such thing as a must-win guarantee, and no matter how prepared I was, I had the feeling that I might lose.

    That''s natural.

    But I don''t get sick any more than I need to.

    Because if you have the will to move on, the unknown can be cut open.

    "And, look. It''s easier to give birth than to give advice... No, that''s not what I meant."

    Then the words that came out were felt carelessly, and it had to be a mundane yuut.

    Seeing her husband like that, Valtrude''s worries blew away somewhere.

    I have him, I have everyone.

    What else do you need?

    As if to bump his mind length, Valtrude pushed Yut down to bed.

    He makes his eyes black and white, I can''t wait to love him.

    "It''s time for me to accumulate some experience. Tonight, I''ll prove it on the ground."

    "Ah. Soften your hands?

    This is how Yut''s day ended.

 303 1. Sales Activities of the Lady Knight (Previous)

    A tea party is an elegant gathering organized by an upper-class woman.

    In this world, visitors named Acorn Miki also thought so. No, I still think so.

    A tea party invited to and attended by Eudit, who became queen.

    Except for myself, it is certainly women of high stature in this country who are gathered together.

    But I didn''t know.

    I didn''t know that it would have to be described as empty in grace, in proportion to the increased rarity of the participants'' status and relationships.

    Most importantly, Acorn is not in a position to complain much either.

    I''m here because I intend to do business with a non-Eudit participant who is a friend.

    Small (...) room about 10 meters square.

    An unusual garment had been erected, as if trying to cover up its walls. However, for Acorn and Yut, there is a proviso that in this world of Brewers.

    "Is this what Wang Du is talking about?"

    What I''m wearing to my mannequin is the clothes I used to press on Valtrude.

    A girly fashion called blouse with plenty of lace on the skirt of the under knee length check. And the red beret is the accent.

    Today, according to the occasion, lots and lots of boxes are formatted - slightly obsolete from her - from acorns wearing blue dresses, normal clothes.

    More importantly, it''s not enough from knowing the best models, but Claudia, the niece of Chancellor Dieter Schukel, had her colored eyes glowing with curiosity and longing.

    I''d say it''s too early for her to be halfway between a low teen and a middle teen, but it''s also about the age when she wants to stretch back.

    It would be the most of them, such as the outfit now that I''m wearing a blue dress with flax hair tied up.

    Acorn secretly smiled as he gazed at the side of Claudia, neat but still young. That''s because it''s the path she''s been through, too.

    "Recently, there have been signs of fashion in Folio-Farina."

    Akane encourages sales activities in a thoughtful, lady tone. I don''t know if it''s succeeding, but I''m just certain I don''t want the Yuts to see it.

    Instead, if they ask, they will die.

    "Well...... This is it."

    "It looks pretty daring...... That''s right, Folio-Farina is advanced."

    Share that feeling as Eudit leans his neck adorably.

    Among the acorns, Folio-Farina has a strong impression that Yut and Verga had a date and the city where the four of us kissed. But being the largest city in the world, it was also where the epidemic originated.

    Being recognized there is tantamount to giving a kind of ink.

    And it would mean that she, who became queen after her marriage to Alsace, also subscribed.

    "Sure, it''s a novel design."

    "In our hometown, it''s a common style. And Lord Eudit''s bridesmaid costume."

    Acorn, who emits sales talks in an unfamiliar tone, has a full grin. Some nearby humans, such as Yut, will realize that it is a bitter laugh.

    Sejour, king capital of the kingdom of Rotosilt.

    In the corner of its royal palace, a tea party was held.

    Sponsored by Queen Eudit. The tea party, to which only women close to her were invited, would have called it a women''s party if they knew its name and meaning. It''s an extremely inward gathering.

    The other participants were Desideria, granddaughter of Marquis Halvani, who became head of the military during the reign of Alsace. Eldest Baroness (Baroness) Ilse Neuer except Eudit. Ladies who can also be described as key members of the Eudites, such as Hiltrut, bishop of the main temple of Hellenonia.

    Among the women who combined such status and beauty, Acorn was exuded with a different colour.

    Knight Sir and, least of all, his identity. However, being a visitor from Earth with only two people in the Brewers, the new culture emanating from her is captivating many humans.

    Besides, Akane herself is only a knight, but she also said she is a fianc¨¦ to that Yut Amaxa childhood friend.

    In other words, a person in the heart of that (...) Marquis Istas family, who is emerging but one of the country''s leading bourgeoisies, a hero of salvation, and who also has the grace of God. If you buy the upset, you don''t know what will happen.

    gap in its identity and strength. If this were all, the other participants would have been in trouble about how they should be treated.

    But that point about being Eudit''s best friend made Acorn''s existence stand out. Yes, if you''re the Queen''s best friend, you deserve to be respectful.

    "Is this that bridesmaid costume? It''s great to see you up close again."

    "It''s really, really nice."

    "Yeah, even I fell in love"

    I agree with Baroness Neuer''s praise with the sighing voice of Claudia. It is the same for Bishop Hiltrut, who collects awe as a diocesan knight (paladin) belonging to this temple.

    Women are women, even if they are whispered as female masters in the shadows. It is only natural to admire a happy marriage.

    "It''s been a lifelong memory. It was really nice of you to cooperate with Mr. Acorn."

    Poor girl tells her hot thoughts with her eyes as if she were dreaming. In addition, he spoke with joy until he was in charge of overall coordination, including makeup.

    "It was Mr. Acorn who did the bridesmaid costume for the Marquis Istas."

    "Val is like a comrade."

    "Well......"

    Out of no-one, the praise goes up. That didn''t seem like much interest, Desideria is no exception.

    I once made out with Yut and said no (...) to her. Perhaps there is something in the acorn in front of me and in the Valtrude that raised the subject, but I couldn''t read anything from the look on that smile.

    "Dear Acorn, are you not planning to open a store in Wang Du?

    "Unfortunately, we in Vermilio do not have a legend to operate in the capital."

    In response to an inquiry from Claudia, the Chancellor''s niece, the visitor girl shook her head saying she was sincerely sorry.

    That is not a mistake. Indeed, partners are in need as we expand our sales channels.

    But that wasn''t everything either.

    "I see. If that''s the case, why don''t we talk to my grandfather"

    In this, Desideria, who knows about the Marquis Istas after Eudit, offers a savior.

    But as far as I heard the impression from Yut, he shouldn''t have been the type to be able to do this kind of ventriloquism. Then I don''t think so, either, when it comes to simple complete goodwill.

    After all, you must have some idea of our intentions.

    Until now, the Chamber of Commerce of the King''s Capital was full of hands in reconstruction from the attack by the castle of the Black Demon. The special needs of King Alsace''s marriage also breathe a sigh of relief, where he needs the next seed of commerce.

    Even though they haven''t been given any credit for the policy spill Yut rolls out. If you want to get an extra little bit, you better take it in.

    It was Regina who decided on that policy, so I guess it''s natural in this world.

    There, this one must have been a belly-black operation, as it was Yut who decided to make a debt by also receiving an introduction from the nobles of the same faction.

    By and large, even though we don''t fight rich, it''s not a normal idea, such as deliberately trying to make a debt to avoid being discouraged.

    "Are you sure?

    But today''s acorn is the sales rep. I didn''t even give you that sentiment, and I hold Desideria''s hand that it was helpful.

    (Wow. white)

    But that''s just getting a little fun. Trouble.

    "But it''s going to take a while before you actually get out there. Then you may want to ask once. Be patient."

    After understanding everything, the queen sums up the conversation.

    Her purpose, that''s not all. It was also in a hot spring near Hardenturm.

    The water of the child that it was brought to the Divine Divine Minutes of Helenonia (Avatar).

    As soon as possible, for her wanting one or more children, it was also equal to a golden home there. If, for example, there are few children, the side chamber may be addressed to King Alsace.

    That''s unfortunate for everyone.

    "Time for some tea."

    "Now, please join me in my souvenir"

    Akane sending signals to the samurai who had refrained on the side.

    Unfortunately, I was unable to bring Kagra, but Falv has accompanied the Dragon Man (Draconut) cook. I came with you - rather, you carried me - and after Yona had a taste, she should serve you a good place.

    Sitting at a table set in the center of the room, valuable tea is brought in good time in this world. Slightly late, and acorn souvenirs.

    This time, we have donuts that were also popular with Vermilio employees. It''s a souvenir, but I rented a castle cooking area to make it.

    I wanted to elaborate a lot with chocolate, but I couldn''t help but supply imports from Earth.

    In addition to plains, in addition to basic flavors such as cinnamon and maple, we also prepared variants like turos mixed with honey.

    Hard manners do not yet exist, so much so that eating them directly by hand is untrue.

    It was also meant to show that the poison taste was done, and Eudit first took it over the paper napkin.

    And a bite to stick with.

    "Mr. Acorn always surprises me."

    Full grin.

    It''s a sunny smile that makes the beholder happy.

    Seeing that, the other participants reach for the doughnuts one after the other.

    "Sweet, sarcastic..."

    "Hmm. This is..."

    In response to Claudia''s simple thoughts at her youngest, Ilse Neuer stared at Akane as if to explore.

    "I''ve never eaten before, but it''s delicious."

    "I''m relieved you like it. But anyone can. As long as you have beautiful oil."

    "That''s the hardest part."

    Baroness laughs cynically. Meanwhile, the niece of the boxed daughter-in-law Chancellor is tilting her neck wondering if she should buy about oil.

    Of course, I can''t do that - even if I don''t say so, it''s because it''s difficult.

    A neutral beauty with her hair cut short - Baroness Neuer seems to have a good understanding of the area.

    "The ingredients are vegetable seeds and soybeans. It''s normal oil."

    "Is it just different purity?

    "We haven''t been able to produce in bulk yet."

    No denial, Acorn smiles.

    As a matter of fact, if self-regulation is lifted, it can be enough to distribute it to the territory and the Wang Capital.

    It is a magic device (magic item) that has been granted the divine spell Food Purification (Purifying), which is also used to treat sewage, because it is only removing impurities.

    I just have trouble putting it on the market as it is and eradicating existing products. Also, reliance on magic equipment is a problem given the future.

    This would also be a laboratory project as well as the preservation bottle Preservation Bottle.

    "Mugu."

    "It''s even criminal to have many kinds..."

    Bishop Hiltrut and Desideria, on the other hand, were obsessed with eating.

    Those clothes and this treat.

    Sugar, spices and nice stuff, enough to distract the girl.

    Well, this is full sales from here.

    Selling underwear, introducing glass iron (crystal iron) mirrors, and presenting soy sauce and dishes made with it.

    There is as much to be done.

    But.

    "Well, Eudit. Sounds like a lot of fun."

    Intrude there, flashy woman.

    He didn''t even listen to the stopping of the samurai or the escorts outside the door, and took many women into the room.

 304 2. Sales activities of the Lady Knight (after)

    "Dear Auntie Yi, we are very busy."

    "Huh, white things"

    A woman blatantly bumps into dissatisfaction with Eudit, who welcomes her without moving a single eyebrow.

    Are you 50 years old or older?

    It was once beautiful, I guess, but from its hair and skin the luster of previous years was lost, and then I wear the same dress as my younger daughter.

    (Somebody, I don''t know if you''ll pay attention)

    First of all, I can''t help but worry about that fashion, rather than be surprised by the disrespect of coming in all of a sudden.

    No, I know how that feels.

    I know, but I''m about to hold my head even though I''m other HR.

    You can just feel the height of your identity from your tone and waist, all the more so.

    "... by the way, who is it?

    "Marquise Leonor Blanc. I can show you the fruit of Queen Wang."

    Chew what Bishop Hiltrut taught me in a whisper.

    In other words, that woman, who has mismatched her youthful craftsmanship and pain, will be the person to be her aunt for Alsace.

    "I''m not a former king, just a cousin."

    From here on out, it''s a scandal, which makes the Baroness''s voice even lower.

    "Actually, the former king''s original fianc¨¦e was her..."

    "Uh. Yes, sir. That sort of thing."

    Sister - whether you liked the current Queen Wang or were originally in love, you must have broken your engagement to Leonor.

    Maybe the officials were convinced that it was a love story that the bard (Bird) preferred to use as the subject.

    But if you have such a history, it''s hard to stand out and say even when you behave like a bystander.

    Furthermore, if it is a relationship between a nephew and an aunt, it cannot be said that it is irrelevant if replaced by King Alsace.

    "Mr. Eudit said he was not worthy of the queen, and he was against your marriage."

    Whispering not to be noticed, the Chancellor''s niece will supplement it further.

    But "in the matter of your real age, Eudit," things move before you touch the core.

    "If you ask me because there''s a fun gathering, there''s a long line of disgraceful clothes"

    Leonor looks around as if he sees dirty objects. Indeed, it is not strange to be considered immoral in this world.

    I also accept Acorn that there will be such a view.

    So I don''t argue naturally in a way.

    "I wonder what it''s like for a queen to take the initiative to conduct such a review."

    But I can''t wait to be used as a material to attack Eudit.

    I tried to argue that it would be obvious if I saw myself that morality was not good, and no other queen pushed it aside.

    "There are things that time passes, things that change and things that remain the same. That''s all."

    It''s not enough to make a fuss.

    It is for the times to decide whether this is acceptable or not. Instead, isn''t there a problem more that you don''t understand?

    Yes, smile, say farther away.

    (Noble frightening -)

    Acorns expelled out of mosquito nets in an instant.

    But she still didn''t know the real scare.

    "In the first place, I do not recognize a bucket like you as Alsace''s wife. Not at all, when Alsace sees it--"

    Clear tantrums against the queen.

    Not even if someone speaks up, Eudit just says one word.

    "Dear Aunt Yi?

    Absolute zero degrees.

    The people of the Brewers couldn''t possibly have known the concept, but they felt it.

    Even the roots of the tongue freeze with the lowest temperatures of spirituality (aura) emanating from the queen.

    Of course, it wasn''t defamation of herself that she remembered her anger. Against that attitude, like looking down on Alsace.

    "What is it, I just... Yes, even if you''re just young looking like that..."

    In the meantime, the courage of the Marquise Blanc, who was barely able to excuse herself, may have been praised.

    But there was up there.

    "Well, there won''t be anything wrong with looking young"

    It was Acorn who broke in flat against a lion trying to hunt a rat. Eudit also exudes anger at that usual attitude of jumping over the street and being cheap.

    "Mr. Acorn?

    "Like I said. Because you can make youthfulness."

    Yes, smiling at Eudit, he pulled Marquise Blanc''s hand and moved her to the table where the tea party was taking place.

    It''s such a grand move, and I''m also bypassing the Marquise Blanc''s surroundings.

    "Well, let''s put it into practice"

    And I took out the makeup supplies I was bringing in with the glass iron mirror and started an impromptu makeup class.

    First, remove makeup that is not appropriate for your age. This is what took the most time.

    The dewy face is certainly old, but the base isn''t as bad as I thought. I don''t care about this.

    First, apply the foundation thinly to hide overlapping wrinkles and stains. That''s all, a lot different.

    Additionally, to tighten the dripping cheeks, add a shadow to connect the chin with a line from around the mistletoe as well.

    "Yeah, yeah."

    Akane has one nod, but no one else can react. If you''re too surprised, it sounds like something that will spook you.

    She feels that air too, but if she cares, she loses.

    Besides, all you have to do is put your eyelashes slightly off so your eyes can see wide and soak up the pink lips.

    "Yes. I did it all the time, but what''s it like?

    "This is me..."

    Oh, my God.

    Leonor reached out to the mirror he had been offered, a mess. Forget that mirror has no clouds or distortions.

    No, what really amazes me is who I am pictured there.

    It''s as if 20 were younger. I was there on the day I was there.

    "This is a spell......?

    "It''s just makeup."

    "So is it the incarnation of the Riya God..."

    "No, that''s not it. Really."

    Somewhat powerfully denied, but could not afford to be surprised by it.

    Sure, there''s no such thing as changing your appearance in a science spell, but Leonor didn''t really think so either.

    That it was so vivid that it just seemed like a spell.

    That''s the kind of girl that would disappear if 20 were younger.

    "Oh, my God..."

    The shock caused her pain. How funny I''ve been.

    I was aware.

    That you can''t dress yourself up.

    However, when wearing an age-appropriate costume or something, I will admit it.

    The child was independent, never looked after by her husband, and she had to distract the Admiral of your mountain in an inward salon.

    Still, not long ago, I could still stand it.

    Not until Eudit becomes queen.

    As a matter of fact, Leonor was looking down on Eudit.

    He waited for a man who wouldn''t even come back and said he was a pathetic woman who couldn''t even grow up as a girl.

    It also led to her own mental stability, but everything flips in the return of Alsace.

    The foolish woman who did not see reality became the heroine who kept waiting for the man all the way, and the appearance of the woman, who was never old and just creepy, became two suits with the man who came back.

    The opponent you have been insulting meets the peak of happiness.

    What about us?

    So I was jealous of Eudit. Pretend not to see her situation and thoughts. The conflict was also exploited by other nobles and was about to become a counterforce to the Crown after the death of the Duke of Malvato.

    Leonor had nowhere to think of Alsace, but he acquiesced to it.

    Everything is the paranoia of an ugly woman.

    But when I saw him rejuvenated, such a self disappeared.

    On the contrary, it reminded me of my confidence and vitality when I was the star of the ball (heroine).

    Rejuvenate with one makeup. Different self appears.

    It was the gospel for all women.

    "If you like it, should I take it in the picture?

    "Shh?

    "Oh, like painting"

    Confused but nodding to Leonor, point your smartphone at it.

    When several photographs were taken in focus, they were moved to a separate room and output with a mobile printer.

    "Yes, I think if we decorate this and make it a goal, we''ll have a stakeout."

    Its picturesque - though obvious - pictorial.

    If they even give me that stuff, I don''t have any more standing.

    "We lost..."

    The Marquise of Blanc snapped so, even though she was frightened.

    (Huh? Was it a matter of winning or losing?

    I was just trying to make a sale of a glass iron mirror while changing the atmosphere of the place. Makeup and other little tricks.

    And yet, if you look around, you''re seen with an inspiring face. On the contrary, even the colour of worship floated in Claudia''s pale eyes.

    "But that''s a cruel story..."

    I didn''t really regain my youth.

    A miracle that could not have been accomplished without being this visitor girl.

    And yet, isn''t she Eudit''s best friend?

    I can''t reach this self anymore. Like this picture. It was a dreamy dream.

    "Can you do your makeup now, besides Mr. Acorn?

    "You can do it if you practice. However, cosmetics have been brought in from Earth, so even if we hand them out to everyone, we need to get the recognition of the Yuts."

    "I see..."

    Show the bare gesture that Eudit conceives.

    But it''s also for a moment. When I heard Acorn''s reply, I had decided what to say.

    "Okay, Mr. Acorn. Could you tell Aunt Yi about that makeup?

    "Eudit......?

    "Besides, if you''re Mr. Acorn, you know all the other cosmetics, right?

    Hearing the queen''s point, the ladies also bother to come forward.

    "It''s okay."

    "Eudit, what are you going to do?

    Is it sympathy, or are you going to spend it? If we could take in the opposition''s self, it would certainly have benefits.

    But isn''t that too serious?

    To Aunt Yi, who complained so silently, the queen shook her head quietly.

    "There''s no reason why I want to be beautiful."

    The reaction that followed, needless to say.

    Only Eudit was looking at the sight in terms of spare time, but vowed to his heart to get a lecture later personally.

    Note.

    Later, under Acorn, an emissary from the Temple of Riya, who had heard of his reputation, to the Bishop Emeritus, would visit and stiffen up, but that would be a different story.

 305 3. A day of nothing in particular for rock giants

    "... Mm"

    Top-notch warriors are also sensitive to slight noises.

    Even today, I react to that noise (...) and wake myself up from the bed - a bespoke size.

    Lights out dark indoors. Among them, the Night''s Eyed Exile held his crying son firmly in sight.

    A rock giant (jarloot) stepped out of his bed to avoid waking up a sleeping sualum next door and headed to the crib on his side to hold Baydis up.

    But is it because you''re a man''s parent? The eldest son, who inherited the name of his late brother, never tries to cry.

    Often these things happened, and these days he was just a little sleepless.

    "Sorry, you"

    "It''s not about Sualum apologizing"

    To my wife, who noticed late, I bowed my head if I didn''t have to do it properly.

    Sualum received his son, remembering how loving he was to such a husband.

    Then, what is it?

    As soon as she held it in her arms for a few minutes, Baydis began to sleep easily again.

    Every time I think about it, it was magical. Even so, even visiting boys won''t be able to use it.

    "You can''t imitate it."

    "I''m a mother."

    A couple of rock giants returning to the same bed with those words exchanged.

    I do feel sleepless, but I don''t see tiredness in them being more durable than humans. Nor can I see any mental stress if I cry again and again at night, or if I am rather energetic and good.

    It seems oddly accustomed, but that is due in large part to the habits of rock giants.

    Even so, it''s not that big of a deal. Having a birth at about the same time, they work together to raise their children throughout the interior. Therefore, we both have experience.

    "She can''t help it."

    "Right...... Maybe thanks to the protection of the gods."

    "Yes. Healthy, growing up"

    I guess the Zeras gods had another thought then, but there are no parents or anything else who are not happy with being blessed by their children. I also know that my infant is dying easily because I was in parenting inside.

    I just don''t have to worry about that, I want to thank the gods. And I''m looking forward to seeing what kind of growth you''re going to see now.

    I said before that I would be glad to help the children of Yut, but there was another piece of fun.

    (Will you be a warrior beyond me...)

    As Exile himself became chief over his father, he also wants his son to outdo himself. To do so, we must be even stronger.

    (Well, we''re still talking about this)

    Instead of carrying a weapon, he hasn''t even walked. Whatever it is, I''m too fast.

    When he mocks himself so, Exile falls asleep again.

    The experience of the adventurers who were camping at night told me that it was a lying equals sleep, and the flesh fully remembered.

    Exile''s house is in Falve, but far from the fortress in its centre.

    The Yuts gave me the house, saying that the room remained in the fortress of Falve, but that it was a marriage and it would be better to be independent.

    He could have been anywhere, but he honestly received what it would have been like to leave his friends unattended.

    Most importantly, I left the interior and furniture to Sualum, so I didn''t do anything hard when I moved.

    Its home is on the southern outskirts of Falve. It was in the garrison of the Knights of the Rock Titans - whose nickname Valtrude has become the official name.

    When Exile emigrated the tribe, many formed new settlements along the border with the Kingdom of the Chronica God - in the mountain range. I chose a familiar mountain over life in the city. Exile''s father, the former chief, heads you up.

    But the Knights of the Rock Giants, organized as a kind of Lordship Army, don''t either.

    For this reason, a large plot of land capable of some training and dormitories populated by more than a hundred rock giants were set aside on the side of the city.

    Relocation to the vicinity of the Regra Divine Training Ground, built on the pedestal of God, is also planned, but even if it were to happen, it would still be a story ahead of us.

    The Knights of the Rock Titans have solidified themselves with a matching bold iron (crystal iron) chest armor (breast plate).

    Responsible for policing the territory, they were in the middle of morning training except for some of the ones they had already dispatched.

    Even so, there is no systematic martial arts.

    After finishing the preparatory movement, even the battle in action.

    Possess the weapon of thought, one-on-one or in a group, and slap it together.

    "Don''t wave with your hands. Use your whole body."

    You can''t just mix it up there, and Exile, who oversees the training, takes Spike Flail in his hand and speaks up.

    Not only Yut but Valtrude thought it was Spike Flail when it comes to rock giants, but no one else uses it in the Knights of the Rock Giants.

    Many are double-handed hammers (malls). Relatively clever people have a degree of spear (Hulbert).

    Spike Flail is powerful, but his muscle strength and skill are not great.

    "If you have time to defend yourself, hit him. Defeat your enemies and they won''t fly."

    But can instruction from Exile, who freely deals with it, be called advice in fulfillment?

    Still, it''s better than before.

    Yut, who accidentally visited the inspection, said, "It would be useless to say anything to the training, but at least. Let''s at least do some prep exercise..." because I hired him because he said with a crying face.

    Indeed, the number of injuries caused by poor mistakes decreased.

    That''s Yut, I praise him with all my heart.

    After sweating like this for about an hour, recreation.

    La Gu had a deal in the city to stop, so he created a new competition with reference to a sport called Rugby seen on Earth.

    First, divide into two groups.

    There is no limit on the number of people per team.

    Next, prepare a ball replacement rock. There''s at least two meters. Enough for them to hold. By weight, would there be about one Yona?

    The rest is easy.

    Physically, we just take the ball away from each other.

    When this also becomes a good training, Exile is participating - in fairness, he decides to join another team in the second half of the first half - impressive.

    The ball, so to speak, is subject to escort.

    Split into teams that take it and protect it, working together, or powerless enemies on a one-on-one basis, to move on.

    Of course, there is no such weak rule as foul.

    Strike, kick, grab, throw, and go for the goal.

    Sometimes the ball is carried forward with a kick or throw, but it is more often the case that the ball is hit against the target. You just have to collect the ball later.

    Getting hurt? Naturally.

    It doesn''t have to be yut to understand, but that seems to be right for the rock giants. On the contrary, it has a reputation for being more tactical than La Gu in the main house.

    Exile himself liked it and was planning on showing it to Yut next time as well.

    Starting in the afternoon, they will be deployed in exchange for troops who have finished their early shifts.

    Carriage railroad guards and patrols in the territory are the main tasks, but a squad led by Exile planned to retrieve the trap.

    There is a wedding between Valtroude and Yut, and almost every kind of bandit and bandit has been eradicated from the territory.

    That was due to the dedication of the Knights of the Rock Giants, and at the same time the result of the tension of the Albino girl.

    It is a pleasure, but at the same time it also means that there will be no bandit territorial feud.

    At any rate, there is a possibility of crusade by lords, no matter where they are in the territory. Then it''s better to have no commercial enemies.

    Many bandits think so.

    A trap to catch those people.

    That''s the decaying fortifications and temples that I intentionally abandoned. Besides, it''s a cave.

    I really need a home base more than I can live with. It would also try to use existing facilities.

    Those places are marked and I try to look around regularly.

    "Did it take?"

    One of them.

    A suspicious figure was found in the trail of a fort northwest of the Marquis of Istas.

    Hide in the wood and continue to observe with a pair of glazed iron (crystal iron) binoculars.

    A backbent little man, not knowing he was being seen, was coloring the interior of a half-dead fort. I guess I''m looking at the number of people I can accommodate, how the building is damaged, and whether the well can be used.

    Obviously, not ordinary people.

    I also thought about stepping in... but on a narrow inside, this one is at a disadvantage.

    Keep it up, lurk your breath and wait an hour.

    Finally, the little man who finished looking down came out of the building.

    The moment I tried to ride a horse that was connected nearby.

    "Let''s go!

    Five rock giants, led by Exile, rush on horseback.

    Its sight, which goes side-by-side, is precisely the walls.

    Ordinary humans - whether the scourge of banditry is normal or not - have never been forced into the walls of a castle.

    "Nah, why not!

    It doesn''t mean exactly what you did. There should have been a way to mislead appropriately, but such an option never occurred to me, and I ate bubbles and escaped.

    Even so, the only imminent rock giant must possess melee weapons. I understand that speed is up here for whatever it takes.

    The decision to get away with it is absolutely natural.

    But it wasn''t the right answer.

    "Do it!"

    Exile - First decree of the chief.

    Take the stone out of the bag that was stuck on your hips - but of the rock giant - and shake it wide.

    A total of five wind-cutting sounds.

    "Ugh."

    One of them hit the little man hard in the shoulder, out of balance and fell.

    I can''t run anymore.

    More than that, surrounded by the Knights of the Rock Giants of the Wall itself, it doesn''t even bother me.

    "Well, let me know where the main unit is"

    Exile, who remains the man on the horse, asks in a low and heavy voice.

    It''s the same tone as always for my people.

    "Hehe, ah-ha ha ha..."

    The bandit''s scourge did not allow his tongue to move properly.

    I know I have to do what I''m told, but the flesh betrays its will.

    If you look at this, I don''t think it''s the right hand to cut through with a mouthpiece. The correct answer seemed to be to work seriously.

    The bandits thus exhausted - who did not even ask for their names - are handed over to the Temple of Helenonia and on their way home.

    "Welcome back, you"

    "Oh. I just left"

    Sualum and Baydis greet their husband after work with a smile.

    Put a crease on its cheek and then go into the house with the fruit I bought for the souvenir.

    to the husband''s back, his wife inquired.

    "How was your day?

    "... Hmm"

    Exile only thinks a little before answering.

    "Nothing in particular. It''s been a long day."

 306 4. Dimensional Dragon Friendship Record

    Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash.

    Her body, a rare dragon in the world, is south of the Rotosilt kingdom. It exists beneath the city of Falve in the Marquis of Istas.

    Fantastic underground space with cherry blooms blooming irrespective of the season. A rainbow dragon with a sharp shape that became part of the landscape is the main body.

    Dal-Lukash, who doesn''t even sit around and just looks asleep.

    The impression is correct in a way. Her consciousness barely exists in this Brewers.

    It is the narrow between this world and another.

    Far beyond the perception of man. There, the equilibrium between the two is maintained using methods that are incomprehensible to man. By analogy, it was a constant task to repair a cloth that kept breaking in multiple places.

    That doesn''t mean it depends on it.

    Dimensional dragon Dal-Lukash, a being beyond human intelligence, is capable of intervening in the real world while doing so. Even now, I am sending a human elephant terminal to encourage me to give back.

    "Theatre of the Goddess of Beauty and Art. The fallout has been postponed, and protests are coming from all concerned."

    "... I wasn''t about to. Throw it round here."

    Theatre that showed up a few months ago but was not yet in use.

    With the Temple of Riya and the troupe in general, we didn''t try to give each other over which one would perform first.

    In that case, I was going to push you to elementary school and make you do it in theater too... there was no one to teach you. Nor did the children know much about theatre.

    There was a pile of cotton from kindergartens and nursery schools that went on, and it was a beaten yuut.

    "Do you decide by popular vote?

    In another place, each performed.

    Let the audience choose which was better. And let them perform better if they win.

    Not quite, I thought it was a bad idea......

    "Dal-Lukash affirms that it is a majority-based operation and only brings further confusion"

    "Yes, sir."

    "What''s more, it will be a performance that asks about the mood of the Lord of Dal-Lukash and his wife. Alternatively, there is a good chance that the scene will be inserted"

    "I hate that too much"

    My head hurts.

    "Even if it''s a solo play on the Divine Body of the Riya God (Avatar)... no, it''s nothing. Lies."

    It''s not a spirit, but if it''s realized, I''m in trouble. Anyway, this is a world where magic and the miracle of God exist.

    "Master, why don''t you take a breather?

    "... shall we?"

    The other, a maid serving the Lord of Dal-Lukash, was in this office.

    Kagra, approaching modestly, sees Yut nod and leaves the room to make coffee. She was in a separate room when she started working, but now she had space for herself in one corner.

    It''s the form of control over Valtrude''s destinations as he was about to move his work room here.

    "Then Dal-Lukash will also exit"

    "Oh. I''ll see you later."

    Flashing the fox-frame glasses, Dimensional Dragon takes the lead. Today is the day Yut''s parents return to Earth. No special preparations, but I haven''t forgotten.

    "Deliver responsibly"

    At the same time as I made that commitment, Dal-Lukash''s terminal disappeared.

    Both the hair like the energy solidified and the glassy eyes disappear in an instant. But Yut hasn''t moved.

    "Do you want me to order you to perform jointly? Ask Zhuyin to write the script so that the corners do not stand. That''s a good idea."

    Instead, he also took the transfer of the Dimensional Dragon for granted and was working out a plan.

    This is not because he is the user of the Momentary Movement (Teleport) spell.

    Are you accustomed to control or have you stopped restraining yourself? Dal-Lukash was starting to use instantaneous movement to move the terminal.

    It''s the same thing that uses the "Momentary Move" spell without restriction, but it''s not particularly problematic because it basically only seems to be able to move around Falve.

    It would be one of the few examples where top insanity acted in a good direction.

    Its Dal-Lukash headed next to the clerks'' office.

    It''s on the ground floor of the castle fortress. It''s considerably larger than the office that Yut uses. A number of desks are arranged, and officials who passed Valtrude''s interview perform their duties.

    There are fine differences, but it would be easy to imagine general corporate offices and school clerks'' offices.

    It wasn''t a battlefield space.

    It''s really quiet. Sometimes the pen scrubs the paper to the point where the sound of using aban (abacus) is sounding. The work was really being done in silence.

    Some are engaged in the creation of family registries. Another person shall authorize the business to which the Chamber of Commerce has applied.

    Others were confirming the progress of Falve''s building plans, others were calculating tax revenues for this year, forecasting tax revenues for next year, and calculating budget allocations to each department.

    In addition to such normal business, there is an urgent need to wash out the problems that arose when the wedding took place and to accumulate lessons in preparation for the following (...).

    They work enthusiastically on such, if you count, uncut tasks. Originally, they were the second and third sons of the nobility, and certain but dull men with positions in the king''s capital.

    I''m sure it''s benevolent and uplifting, but it also means Claude Laker''s mentoring is good.

    With such a competent and well-behaved Nobu, why does Yuto''s business not diminish?

    Of course, some areas can only be judged or settled by him or Valtroude, while others increase their work on their own. Or that it was increased at will by the coming of the gods.

    More remarkable reasons than that are its special. No, it was in the peculiar finances.

    The Marquis of Istas, an adventurer, does not have a clear division between the private possessions of his lords, Valtrude, and Yut and others of the house slaughter, and their possessions as the Marquis.

    Naturally, I tried to differentiate.

    But the effort was frustrated by a situation in which other houses were likely to salivate, a treasure that at some point would increase on its own.

    There are luxurious assets, but there''s no way the officials can dispose of the treasures and put them on the budget on their own. Yut''s labor was cumbersome for that matter, and in addition, the calculation was that it was more efficient for him to undertake it on a calculator.

    This is also why temporary acorns were entrusted with acting as lords.

    Whatever it is, it''s unprecedented, like running a territory based on treasures taken from dragons.

    In other words, in the Marquis territory of Istas, a dragon is located under the people. It was an odd food chain, not seen anywhere else.

    Anyway, more than no example, the person responsible has to work.

    If I may add, it is an area where even Claude cannot touch, such as dealing with different worlds.

    As a result, Yut''s work will not go away.

    Dal-Lukash is scheduled to visit that office.

    As a secretary, it was to exchange information with Claude Laker, who brings together government officials.

    "The Lord of Dal-Lukash, after this, has his parents dropped off"

    "So, will you keep your work under control today as planned? Fortunately, there are no urgent cases."

    Old Claude is also used to dealing with it, even when Dal-Lukash suddenly shows up.

    Instead, even my grandchildren were overflowing with charity as if to watch.

    "Nice to meet you. Instead, I''ll be going to Folio-Farina soon, so don''t hesitate for a while from tomorrow"

    Thus insignificant, Yut still does not know that his own biocidal deprivation has been decided upon by these two.

    Even if I found out, I wouldn''t be happy.

    The Lord of Dal-Lukash - she was the one who, thanks to the efforts of Yut and others, unleashed her cause and effect as a mad omniscient dragon, but given how she sought omniscience, she can hardly doubt the high level of her intelligence.

    Also, food and beverage are grainy, and you don''t even need to rest.

    Workaholic qualities were adequate in a different way than Yut''s, but they did not.

    Because she had a hobby, too.

    Dozens of metres above the Falve, there was the figure of Dal-Lukash.

    Her hair, which naturally lags behind, is not breezy and does not reflect any emotions in her eyes.

    Evening.

    In the city of Falve under the eye, the street lights gradually light up.

    Children hurrying their way home.

    Conversely, a number of liquor stores will start operating when it''s time to make money. Dwarf craftsmen getting sucked in there.

    Clerics of the Temple of Helenonia who begin to look around so that such drunkards do not break out.

    Also, men and women from the familiar meadow race (Magner) followed him around the clock tower.

    Eventually, the final carriage railroad flight begins to operate, and the Knights of the Rock Titans (Jarloot) are escorted.

    In addition, another team returns to the city with bags in hand. No, if you look closely, that was human. I wonder if it''s some kind of bandit I caught. As is often the case.

    "... Hmm"

    Dal-Lukash''s inorganic eyes are directed to a corner of the city. At the same time, its appearance disappeared from over the Falve.

    "Dal-Lukash asks if he is lost"

    The next time a Dimensional Dragon terminal appeared was in the alley.

    In a corner inhabited by artisans and others, there was a dwarf girl who looked around slightly with an anxious look.

    "Ugh."

    What is in front of us is an obviously heterogeneous and even suspicious being.

    Still, I wonder how thoughtful it was.

    I''m about to sneeze my face and cry out, as if the thread of tension had been cut.

    "No problem."

    On the verge of full decisiveness.

    Dal-Lukash stroked the girl''s head so that she could fool herself.

    "Hiku, hey...?

    Girl sobbing with surprise and relief.

    But the action of the Dimensional Dragon was not directly intended to be.

    "This is the house"

    "Really!

    I read the girl''s memories from the part I touched and moved them instantly.

    That''s all, in words. Not a big deal for Dal-Lukash either, but exactly, magic for a Dwarf girl.

    "Thanks...... that?

    Looking back, there''s no "hey" who brought me here.

    He had tilted his neck with a look that seemed like it was in the prairie race (Magner) flirting, but as soon as the worried looking mother came out of the house, he forgot.

    After a job, Dal-Lukash once again moves over the Falv and continues to watch the people do what they do.

    This is her hobby.

    Previously on Dal-Lukash, he was just pursuing knowledge. Believe me you can get everything by eliminating the unknown.

    Now I know exactly how stupid that was.

    Look at the trees. Don''t look at the forest.

    I guess what made me a mad omniscient dragon was punishment for myself for not even trying to see that foundation.

    So I was grateful to Yut for saving me from it. Much more than one party, the Great Mage (Arch Mage), thinks.

    One more thing I''m thankful for.

    That, in this business, I was able to participate.

    Every day, construction progresses and the population grows Falve city.

    itself, is one of its foundations.

    That was more of a pleasure for Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash than anything else.

 307 5. Grassland species, conquer the Great Seas (before)

    "Wait!

    "I won''t wait!

    This is the heart of the city of Falve.

    It became known as Bride''s Square at the recent wedding of the Lords and their wives, where the meadow race (Magner) is hunting the meadow race (Magner).

    It''s the man who''s running away, it''s the woman who''s chasing him.

    The kids rush around together in a funny way.

    The adults who were in the square also pay attention to something, but take their gaze off "what a meadow species" and distance themselves from getting involved.

    Eventually, the two began to circle around the clock tower.

    It is a more lukewarm meadow species than it was, but because of the different strides, it is inferior to human walking power.

    But these two aren''t trapped by such common sense.

    Out-of-popular strength and agility. And with clever body control, stack the perimeter. The only way I can keep up with this is with Valtrude, who is regarded by Yut as a "physical haunt".

    "Be caught by an adult!

    "Why? I''m not guilty."

    "That''s what they all say."

    Caused by minor emotional differences.

    Its origins date back to Oriental.

    "Yeah......"

    About an hour ago.

    In that private room, Larsia was fighting the paperwork with a twist on her neck.

    Even so, the parchment paper placed on the table only says lines like the mite has curled. If that fight is a game, it presents an undefeated appearance.

    Are you trying to do something or create a new art? Objectively speaking, is the probability something like a quinquennial?

    "Ah. I don''t know what to do..."

    Lined up in Yut''s office, the Orientalist that is their hoarding place. The trend was accelerated by the creation of private rooms, which could be considered dedicated. Kagra''s transfer to the maid doesn''t change that.

    It''s just that Larsia is not here because she was kicked out of the office, but because Yut is trying to move in secret.

    "Larsia-kun. What are you doing, can I ask?

    To him like that, Ritna throws the question while messing with her habitual hair. The world''s rarest being, the troubled meadow race, also gets bored if you stare at it for about an hour.

    "Mmm. No, well, okay."

    Larsia, who had pinched her blade pen under her nose, stared at Ritna from the front just now that she realized she existed. Even if they know who they really are, they''re right across the street.

    The "awesome preference" emotion I felt when I first met him seems to still be there.

    "I was going to send Yut a proposal."

    "A proposal?

    At some point he begins to graffiti on parchment with a pen he switches to his dominant hand, and asks him straight away.

    Proposal.

    What''s the plan?

    "Maybe..."

    Ritna - Tyrone, the race god of the meadow race. For that matter, a flash of light runs behind the brain of the Avatar.

    I had an idea.

    Could I even let you do it at the wedding again? That was fun. All-you-can-drink, all-you-can-eat. Noisy doesn''t piss me off. On the contrary, it is recommended.

    Dreamy time.

    It''s just realistically hard to do another event that massive.

    Then......

    "Oh well. You''re gonna do the Atashi''s as a true surprise wedding."

    "I won''t!? What are you talking about!?"

    Water in her sleeping ear and Larsia stood up unexpectedly.

    I will deny where there was such an ambush.

    "Don''t you?

    I''m pretty sure I said it lightly.

    Sometimes I realize that I can''t drink or make a scene in the lead.

    Still, you can''t hide the upset by rejecting it under a word. There was also the jealousy that I had with Elizabeth.

    "Ugh. Ah, well..."

    You thought I said too much, Larsia''s gaze swims.

    "Phew..."

    Ritna follows that gaze.

    Both movements were perfectly in tune.

    So I don''t know which one moved first.

    As a result, the fact remains that Larsia jumped out of the private room as if it were a detachment and Ritna chased it.

    That''s how an hour later.

    Having managed to pull Ritna apart, Larsia ran under her most trusted friend.

    "It''s the limit now!

    "... what the heck, from a stick to a stick"

    Shall we finish our work today?

    That was the right time for Larsia to jump into the office.

    "Ritna was chasing me around."

    "Huh. As a housekeeper, ethically, it''s better than the other way around."

    "It''s not good!

    By the time I sprinkle it, I''ll be stuck with Yut, whispering how much I think I''ve struggled.

    "You don''t have to say sticks or anything right now."

    Pushing such Larsia back with one hand, she sprinkles with feelings that have no benefit. I''ve been with my parents for a while, and the rhetoric may have gotten old.

    "Don''t be laughed at by Zhuyin"

    "Plenty of its natural thru. You''re almost there!

    "Thanks for that. But talking to Larsia is easy because you can do it with reflexes."

    Yut drinks up his cold coffee and sorts out the paperwork. I won''t be working today anymore.

    "Mr. Kagra, that''s enough for today."

    "Yes, yes. From here on out, it''s just a man''s time."

    "I don''t like that expression subtly..."

    With that said, Yuut moves to the couch to focus and listen. After glancing at those two, Kagra resigned from the office.

    Just in case, while I swear to my heart to ask Ritna about the details.

    "Well, what happened?"

    Ask about the situation while handing the water poured into the cup from the provided water drain.

    "Simply put, when I told her I wouldn''t have a wedding with Ritna, she chased me."

    "That''s Larsia''s fault"

    "Because..."

    The opponent''s minute divine body of the race god would be a good reason to butt in.

    So neither Yut nor anyone, will be forced to.

    But.

    "I mean, why don''t you give up?

    "That''s where my life ends!

    Even though it''s already buried in the inner moat, I think so.

    "Hey, that''s not a bad idea. I just have trouble sleeping."

    "I didn''t want to hear such a vid story!

    Larsia whimpering and crying.

    Acting though.

    "As it is, hey, the faits accomplis are piling up. Is that it? You already treat me like my spouse in Hardentrum? From the young people, you are..."

    "Has a powerful rival appeared to Mr. Arcia?"

    "That''s why I want to keep the cooling period"

    "Is that a problem I can handle?

    "Super HR! I wish I were dead."

    "If I die, I''ll ask for Val, Akane and Arsia..."

    "Wow, a lot of people! Damn! Oh, already! After about 100 years, I wish I was surrounded by my great-grandchildren and died of old age and no pain!

    Until then, I couldn''t even abandon him.

    "But cooling period hey..."

    I don''t care what you think, but I don''t think running away is a bad idea either. When defeated by the Blast Dragon, he escaped.

    Nevertheless, in the city of Falve, which is not even very large, so too.

    "Oh, yeah. One thing, I have a good job."

    "Ugh."

    "To talk about an expedition to the Southern continent, we were supposed to fund it at the Dueira Chamber of Commerce, but I''m getting ready for it now."

    Empirical experiments have been conducted on the methods of preventing septicaemia communicated by Yut, with a focus on Captain Ibn.

    I can''t believe I just said it with my mouth that septicaemia, which is more threatening than a storm on an outer voyage, can be driven away in the simple way of eating vegetables that are not heated if you take vitamin C - if you put it easily.

    For this reason, offshore in Folio-Farina, sailors are divided into groups that eat vegetables and groups that do not.

    At least three months had to elapse before the symptoms appeared, so I was doing such a roundabout.

    "Septicaemia prevention is a proven thing, isn''t it, Chicue?

    "Oh. But I don''t care what you say about vitamin C, right?

    "Is that going to be money?

    "It could be a product."

    Anyway, for an expedition to the South, it''s a procedure that cannot be omitted.

    And this experiment must be conducted in secret. I have trouble buying up citrus fruits and cabbage in advance.

    "I knew it would be gold."

    Humans are economical animals.

    Returning appropriately to Larsia''s mix-up, Yut returns to business.

    "I''m on the ground and I have symptoms, but it''s difficult to manage my diet. Why, it would be helpful to see Captain Evan when the situation is confirmed. The Verga Empire, the leader of the Sahaggin" pale ¡±Azur-Srl, is also concerned."

    "I''m willing to make you work."

    "Naturally. So if it''s in the name of an inspection to that fleet, you can go out in grandeur. She''s not going out of Marquis de Istas for any reason."

    "Hmm. But the sea..."

    As a meadow species, he''s not very happy.

    To Larsia like that, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) said it was puffy.

    "And then pray Mr. Elizabeth comes early"

    "Ooh! Friends of my heart!

    Larsia returns the circle and palm when she realizes she has no other choice.

    Without even showing a bitter smile, Yut acknowledged (made) the letter.

    "Permission to leave the Tubassa and a letter to Petra''s father and Captain Evan. You can ask Jonah for a Teleportation, but I think it''s better to go by boat."

    "Thankyou, Yut. Thankyou."

    I received the letter so that it would snap, and the meadow species left the office. They don''t even think about leaving tomorrow.

    After dropping off such a good friend''s hindsight, Yut shifts his gaze to the ceiling.

    "But..."

    While Larsia is gone, Ritna buries the moat at best.

    I can''t help but think of such a sight.

    If that becomes a reality......

    Earlier it was Larsia who gave her palm back, but it actually seemed like she was just dancing on her palm.

 308 6. Grassland Race, Expect the Great Sea Plains (Medium)

    "Freedom! It''s our bunk. What everyone is born to have. It''s the first precious thing I''ve ever seen lost."

    The sea breeze rides the voices of the meadow race (Magner) and flows backwards.

    Though winter is near, if it is daylight, the sun is falling brightly. Really, it was a pleasant cheer.

    "Freedom! Your name is Mother."

    It''s like a poem passed down to a meadow species, with no form or anything.

    A primitive work in which the identity of the race is expressed...... and will also be able to be forced to appreciate it, but doesn''t seem to make much sense.

    In the present case, the real thing to appreciate is Larsia herself inquisiting it.

    There was an explosion of emotions that could not be spoken of on the rating axis of being good and bad. That''s why I still have trouble evaluating it.

    "I am! Freedom!"

    The Tubassa, a pure white ship with a beautiful shape.

    At the tip of it, he was jumping to a sense of liberation.

    If freedom is my mother, isn''t that the minute divine body of Tyrone God (Avatar) Ritna and Equal? After all, isn''t it escaped?

    Fortunately, no one points that out.

    The Tubasa is ripping the waves open and moving lightly north.

    A ship that boasts out-of-consciousness performance, given as equipment to contribute to the showdown with Empress Verga.

    Dravael mini golems for sailors replacement allow for offshore voyages in just a few people, on land, in the sea. Has the ability to go further into the sky.

    Sacred relics (relics) that could crumble the ship''s concept.

    Compared to this, it is trivial to proceed even in the state of "," the hull is painted with magic silver "(Mithral), and there are stone throwers (catapults) that fire special shells.

    "It''s something you never get tired of doing."

    Looking at the sight in the steering room, Allena North Tin was smiling bitterly at Larsia''s condition, which remained unchanged more than a week after sailing.

    Why, she''s with me.

    Meadow Race and Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    both incompatible than water and oil, but for no particular dramatic reason. Allena, who was making a compromise with the Guards in Hardenturm, just joined the meadow species she stumbled upon. And now I''m in charge of the ship. I couldn''t even let it go straight at first, but lately it had grown to such an extent that I could safely be left to it.

    Anyway, it''s a gift from the Hellenonian God.

    You can''t miss it if you get a chance to board it, and you''re not willing to.

    More than anything. It couldn''t have been possible to do precisely that, such as entrust the existence to the grassland species only, which should be called treasure. Absolutely.

    If I may add, as an executive of the Temple of Helenonia who may head for the southern expedition - now Alaina is the deputy temple chief of the Temple of Falve - we need face-to-face communication with Captain Even, the head of the convoy.

    - There is also a superficial reason.

    She was hardened to full body armor (plate mails) and long swords (long swords).

    No matter how high-performance the ship is, it''s a deep, cold sea there, separated by one plate. All on board such equipment, albeit magic equipment, was also tantamount to suicide, but there is a reason for this.

    Including the big steel shield (Large Shield) that I''m now standing on, it wasn''t originally Allena''s. It is a personal possession that Valtrude kept dead and donated to the Temple of Helenonia as a reward for an incident with the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle.

    That, on behalf of Alana, is equipped. It was the result of a victory with a scratch. After a while, a second raffle is set to open.

    It was in the specs, including maintainability, that demonized equipment was rarely weighed and traded at high prices, while also strengthening its power.

    I need to spill just about any blade, but it''s pretty tough compared to regular weapons. Furthermore, it does not rust or decay even if left for a prolonged period of time.

    Also, in the case of armor, the size is automatically adjusted to suit the wearer. It is impossible for a rock giant (Jarloot) to wear grassland pedigree-sized armor - or vice versa - but it is possible for Alcia, for example, to equip it with armor to match Valtrude.

    Even subtracting those functional parts just makes me feel proud to say that I''m wearing the love supplies of the Holy Virgin of Helenonia. If you think you won that because you fought through the family of the Unslain Swordsman, all the more so.

    "It''s time for you to meet Captain Evan!

    "You don''t see the shadow yet!

    Two people talking aloud like yelling because they are at the tip of the steering room.

    Even when it comes to the rendezvous point, it doesn''t mean that it''s over there... When we stopped at Folio-Farina, we were just borrowing a sailing plan from the attacking senator, Pavel Chernov - in short, Petra''s father - and taking a path to the target''s scheduled point of arrival.

    The territorial waters of the Folio-Farina and Verga empires are not clearly drawn, but their confluence is clearly on this side. Relatively less dangerous waters.

    It''s just a hit, but as for Larsia, she''s halfway there by the time she gets out of the ocean, so I don''t mind if she doesn''t meet her.

    If Alana asks, she''s not serious, she''s trying harder, and she''s about to make a breakthrough, but she can''t help but tell the meadow species.

    But fortunately, it didn''t.

    In about an hour, Larsia discovered a ship believed to belong to Captain Evan.

    But that was the second meeting from the worst.

    Because they were engaged with one ship that they thought was a pirate.

    Why I could have warned you I was a pirate at a glance.

    It was on the flag they fly.

    Pirate flag in blue gold stone (lapis lazuli) coloured fabric with scales and shavings designed. One king of all races belonging to the Verga Empire belongs to the leader of the Sahagin ¡°pale¡± Azur-Srl.

    Yut also asked me to confirm the trend.

    "You''re going in like this!

    "Rikai, Rikai"

    It has nothing to do with it, I have to let you see righteousness, be brave.

    We can''t overlook that it would be unfavourable in terms of numbers.

    Even bigger the sails will catch wind, accelerating slowly and your body will likely be taken back.

    Larsia, who doesn''t even get out of balance like that, wasn''t as overflowing with her martial arts as Allena was.

    I''ll do it because there''s no element to lose.

    That''s all.

    Assuming the enemy''s power was overwhelming, he would have spent as much time exploring the enemy''s home base before calling his people and destroying them. That''s the adventurer (style).

    But it''s not what I''m supposed to say right now either.

    Besides, there''s more to be done now.

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    Theoretical spells on the first staircase.

    It''s not even hard. It''s a long, useless thing for a normal sorcerer (wizard).

    Less than ten seconds, the distant ones look close, that''s all.

    The moment Larsia activated it, her vision changed.

    Hundreds of meters away. The figure of Sahagin trying to attack a human sailor with a candlestick is right in front of him. I can see the position of the steeple in my hand.

    The meadow race, which had already attached arrows to the synthetic short bow Composite Shortbow, released two arrows in a row.

    Wind direction, actual distance, angle of shot, effective range, timing.

    There is a lot of information to be processed, even if the theoretical spell allows for precision shooting. Larsia made it to the cross of her nose.

    The result is obvious if you look at the arrows pierced from the sides to the temples and throat. Like a threaded puppet, Sahagin''s pirates fell and lay on deck.

    "I''m gonna expose the steeple, so it''s gonna happen."

    Go on, twice, and release the arrows in the same way.

    Just like that, a half-fish man wrapped in scales died. The pirates, who were still about to embark on the ship, fall to the surface.

    The technique of shooting through the steeple precisely is also brilliant, but the simple power of getting it that far is also noteworthy. In fact, the short bow he uses is a hell of a strong bow by the standards of a meadow species. Even humans don''t have so much to deal with.

    Power and moves.

    Together they make Larsia an exceptional archer.

    Still, overall, just a few people got hit yet. It doesn''t affect a lot of people. Ignore it, it should serve its purpose.

    That is certainly correct. But it''s also about ignoring morale. Hundreds of meters away - now, more shrinking - the Sahaggins'' movements stop at the arrows of the Reapers released from them. No one wants to die.

    "Is it a push already?

    Get off the tip and move to the stopcock provided.

    And when I installed the shell, I carefully targeted and unleashed it.

    Draw a parabola and a bullet like a fireball lands on a pirate ship on the dock.

    Boom.

    At the same time, the deck was engulfed in flames.

    The effect of the flamethrower was tremendous.

    Lucky for the Sahaggins, it came off the mast. But all half-fishers think the same thing.

    Next thing you know, what happens when that thing hits and the sail pillar breaks? No, even if you don''t, can you stand the hull with so many shots of that stuff in it?

    Of course, Sahagin''s ability to exercise in the sea is out of group, but apart from that, this is a story. Even for them, the ship is an important place to go.

    "Bastards! Push back!"

    There, Captain Even''s decree sounded.

    As if to clear up the depression, the sailors wave up the onboard knife (Cutlass) and begin to fight back against the Sahagins.

    At the same time, the southerly wind began to blow.

    Looks like the wind has changed direction.

    Apparently, the enemy commander was a man who skilfully reads that as well of the battle.

    The sound of the phallic shells was heard on the wind. Perhaps for some other reason, the Sahaggins seemed determined to withdraw.

    "Oh, boy."

    It was worth removing the mast on purpose, just as I was aiming for.

    Yes. About one pirate ship, making it unnavigable is easy. With the power of this Tubassa, it would be natural to do so. I''m not even proud of it.

    But I have trouble getting cramped for doing that. I''ve never been able to defeat him, but I prioritized rescue.

    "You''re getting away with it. I didn''t do anything..."

    So it''s trivial, like Alana pulling the poverty lottery.

 309 7. Grassland species, conquer the Great Seas (after)

    "Helped me where I was in danger"

    "Well, it''s not irrelevant either. For now, read this."

    The Tubasa docked in the form of a replacement for a pirate ship. Larsia, who jumped slightly from there, shook her head saying it was nothing and replied to Captain Evan, who had come to pick up his benefactor.

    The shallow-black skinned captain, burned by day and tide, received a letter from a meadow pedigree (Magner) with a small number of fingers. It must be an ancient wound, not borne in the current battle.

    He stared alternately at the sender and the beautiful pure white ship, and nodded as if that were the case.

    "For more information, after this one calms down -"

    "Ho, ho, ho. This is quite interesting."

    As if to interrupt the conversation between the two, Allena comes down with a rope. It was sufficient to give a bad feeling to move with full body armor (plate armor), but I finished the move without any problems as to whether it had a good sense of balance.

    I''m not wearing metal armor at sea without confidence or support.

    "Alana sends her regards to the injured"

    "Mm-hmm. We''ll get right to it."

    I had a complaint, but I can''t throw it away when someone is suffering in front of me. In addition to the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) ''s Hand, she also qualifies as a Priest (Priest) and can use recovery spells.

    If that''s not enough, you can give me magic medicine (potion).

    "... Marvin, can I take care of the rest?

    "Sure. Come on, Captain."

    "Nice to meet you. Tell the hoist to come to the captain''s office."

    "I''m glad to hear it."

    After entrusting one arm of Captain Even, Deputy Captain Marvin, the two moved to the Captain''s office through a deck with traces of battle.

    "First, let me thank you again. Thanks."

    Keep your head down again before you sit back in the big captain''s chair.

    Speaking of Larsia, she didn''t think she was going to get that far, and she was already sitting face to face. It''s a little awkward, but the meadow species can''t possibly care.

    "Yeah. I''m glad we made it."

    Receive it to Eagle Deep and defy your chest. At the same time, this story was a sign of intent to end.

    "In the meantime, can I ask why you were attacked? Simply, we just ran into each other unluckily?

    "I don''t know what to say, but I don''t know what to think."

    A badly toothed dialogue for a man of the sea.

    Surprised, Larsia decided from the outset to ask for an explanation. I''m not going back to Falve right away. The Tubasa is comfortable, and it doesn''t matter how long it takes.

    The aim in the first place is an expedition to the Southern continent.

    It longitudes the tropics, cuts through storm encounters, and overcomes the threat of monsters and pirates living in the sea. The only reason to get the ship out is because the deal with the Southern continent, which has specialties such as sugar, spices and gold, as well as magic silver (miserable), has a huge margin of interest. That''s enough to make a profit just sending three ships and one back.

    This also means that it is so dangerous, but Captain Even''s ability to come and go in a stable manner deserves special mention.

    An obstacle that even he can''t overcome. That''s septicaemia. Half of the sailors on a long voyage called the Southern Expedition suffer from a cursed disease that eventually leads to death.

    "If you eat vegetables and fruits that don''t go through the heat, you can prevent them."

    Yes, it was the Great Mage (Arch Mage) from different worlds who said it away like nothing.

    With that?

    No way.

    Impossible.

    I don''t believe it.

    Indeed, it is difficult to obtain during a voyage. Because that doesn''t make it septic?

    I don''t want to believe it.

    If that''s the extent to which they can save the lives of their people, then what was their sacrifice? What should this sadness do with feelings that have no place to do?

    Still, Captain Even did not deny it from his head.

    If it were true - as a matter of fact, I was almost certain - it would definitely help a lot in the next Southern expedition.

    This time, it''s not just a deal, it''s a plan to liberate people being treated like slaves - from a servant''s point of view, robbery. I have never crossed the line in a complete manner, and more importantly, when sacrifices are made to the rescued people, I fall in the main.

    To check the authenticity of the leukemia prevention method, which was told to be obvious. And to train, he was on a near-field but long voyage.

    When I was moored because of signs of a storm in the north, I encountered a Sahagin pirate and it was a battle, but it was not ravaged unilaterally, probably thanks to the alignment of arms bragging, considering it was a battle during the expedition.

    Of course, if Larsia didn''t come in to help, it was only a matter of time before she was suppressed.

    Excuse me, sir.

    I knocked, but before I heard back, Alana came into the captain''s office.

    The same unyielding look conveyed with certainty that the treatment would have worked.

    "It''s getting late."

    "It''s all right, ''cause we haven''t moved on at all"

    Larsia''s words have only a few thorns.

    Have you not noticed that, or have you deliberately ignored it? Alana also lowered her back to the empty chair with her armor on.

    "Talking is what caused the attack, isn''t it?

    "Oh...... Yes..."

    Again, my mouth moves dull when I talk about it there.

    That was because the "idea" was half-hearted myself.

    "Captain, I''m a hoist. I came up when I heard you were calling!

    A clear voice, followed by a knock.

    Hold on, we''re waiting for a response across the door.

    "Get in."

    Captain Even''s majestic voice.

    The only thing that came in seconds late for that is still to be bluffed, unusual boy.

    Roteen''s sailor apprenticeship, however, was not alone.

    "I thought it was about this guy, and I brought him in!

    "Oh. Come in with me."

    "Ha. Look, it''s this way."

    Slowly came in, not human.

    To unexpected rarities, both Larsia and Alana round their eyes.

    "... Turtle?

    "It''s also possible that some kind of monster... At least you can''t feel the evil phase."

    Yes. That was a turtle.

    following the sleigh and hoist, cramped indoors. As if words make sense.

    Will he be about 3 meters tall? Even with Allena on top of Kohlo with her armor on, there''s still going to be plenty of room. Its deep green armor was as beautiful as a gem, but there were wounds everywhere, wrapped around chains in the first place.

    If this is the only situation, I can''t even see it right after rescuing the tortoise that was captured.

    "You stumbled upon this guy swimming. I just pulled it up to be gold."

    "The pirates attacked us."

    "Yes."

    "Uh-huh."

    How do I interpret it?

    Exactly, it''s hard to believe that the Sahaggins have been following just turtles.

    Turtles are turtles.

    You''re already old, you''ve grown pretty big, and the emerald-like methyl is splendid, even if your crushed eyes are adorable, and the tortoise is the tortoise. I don''t know why I''m going that far.

    "No way, it''s Azur Srl''s pet or something"

    "I don''t think we''re going to be chained to animals we love to play with."

    Allena expressed a negative view as she used up the last divine spell of the day to treat the turtle. A tortoise glad that the pain was gone slips his head away as if to thank him.

    "After all, do you understand the words?

    "Come on, what do you think? Hoist, what do you think"

    The captain asks the apprentice who hid himself in the barn with the tortoise during the raid.

    "Me... me too, I think... Uh, I think."

    "... speak normally"

    "Yes. If you speak up, stop moving around, try to comfort me that I''m anxious, or think I''m not a normal turtle."

    "I see, I see. In the meantime, I''m gonna take that chain off, so just sit tight."

    Larsia speaks up, as if trying to confirm her testimony.

    Though it may be coincidence, the chain-wrapped tortoise flashed on the spot.

    "I tried to take that off too..."

    "Well, I''ll take care of it."

    There are no keys that can''t be unlocked by thieves (Rogues) of this meadow race, or traps that can''t be unlocked.

    He manipulates the chain as if to untie the yarn, and when he does, he unties the restraint.

    "This looks like magic equipment, too"

    "Then again, is it a kind of monster...?

    However, it is difficult to identify just by referring to a turtle.

    Some animals live longer and wiser normal - which is not normal at that point - and possibly inhabitants of the source world of water.

    "If you have wisdom, who are you? Book turtle? Well, in person. It''s best to ask the person."

    With that said, Larsia retrieved a scroll (scroll) in which the Message spell was written.

    Empress Verga collapses.

    The person who feels most responsible for it must be Sahagin Pirate King ¡°Pale¡± Azur Srl.

    The Folio-Farina invasion, which became the last parental march.

    In fact, an operation planned only to take one man. Though he could not accompany it, it was Azur Srl who developed his power of war.

    And it was defeated by Valtrude Istas and his people.

    Without protecting the great evil demigod.

    It''s hateful. For a moment, I even seriously thought about losing my life.

    It was only with the last words of the Empress that I thought about it. Become the strongest, the successor to the great girlfriend, and wait for the time of resurrection. That''s what makes it a sin.

    But it doesn''t make sense to just defeat kings of other races. Verga will not be pleased.

    Therefore, "pale¡± Azur Srl set up her preferred measures and prepared herself.

    It just didn''t work out the way I expected it to, and it was behind schedule. It was meant to coincide with the abominable wedding of Valtrude Istas and Yut Amaxa.

    But there''s something about them. Some delay is unavoidable. Besides, we know these days that they''re stuck in territory.

    By the time I realized it, it was too late.

    Now it''s time for me to bark at you.

    "What''s going on?"

    "The long-handed men found it, but said it was repelled..."

    The flagship of the Sahagin Pirates, the Flame.

    As the sun is setting, Azur Srl listens to reports from his men on its deck.

    The scales are peeled off and the fins are missing.

    But the brave standing figure in the hat made me feel the charisma of evil.

    "Turn all ships to that waterfront."

    "All ships?

    "I gave you my orders."

    The pirate king of Sahagin commands him to be cold while he dazzles the island (...), which consists of two mountains, large and small, floating beyond it, not his men in front of him.

    The deputy who was given it down jumped into the sea to tell it as soon as possible when it was as stiff as it had been struck by lightning.

    But the order was never executed.

    Flagship, Flames.

    The island that was floating ahead of it (...) gradually grew larger.

    No, that''s not accurate.

    It''s moving.

    The island (...) is moving.

    "Who''s manipulating!?"

    Azur Srl''s unavailable voice.

    But naturally, no one could answer that.

    An island consisting of two mountains large and small.

    The little mountain cracked to the side.

    No, that''s a mouth.

    Huge jaws suck in seawater and chew up the pirate ship that came in with them.

    "Who''s manipulating!?"

    Question of Azur Srl stuffed with cut feathers.

    Those who could answer it were on the summit (...).

    "This is amazing"

    Larsia exclaims delight in the spectacle that plays under her eyes.

    "... can I break it?

    "No, no, because running away is enough"

    An Albino girl called in by the spell of Message stares at her like a puppy she''s been deposited with, but as Larsia, she couldn''t possibly admit it.

    That''s because they who love peace will not allow it.

    "Guaaaaaaaaaa"

    A roar that echoes between the waves.

    It wasn''t the island that emitted it - it wasn''t.

    Archeron.

    Even the mysterious Brewers are legendary. Huge imperial turtles all over land and sight.

    A fairy tale I''ve heard once, even if I''m not a sailor, that the island that the shipwrecked sailor arrived at with his life was actually Archeron''s back.

    And the fantasy was real.

    "Hi, it''s insane"

    A tiny island, or Alaina on Archeron''s head, gives a trembling voice. This is the normal reaction. Larsia and Yona are insane.

    "Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

    A giant turtle, just missed with the island, leaves the waters.

    With child turtles whose wounds have just healed.

    That''s right.

    Understanding the situation thanks to the psychic powers of Telepathic Bond, they accompanied the child tortoise to liberate the parent tortoise.

    With the Tubasa traveling in the sea, it is neither possible to approach Archeron without being found by the enemy, nor to persuade him to use Telepathic Bond again, nor to create it.

    Kitty Turtle and I united our spirits in Telepathic Bond, and the way it was revealed was simple and ultimate.

    Azur Srl, who discovered Archeron with all his eight hands, was going to take the child tortoise hostage, push this imperial tortoise forward and occupy Folio-Farina.

    He even used magic equipment to restrain the child tortoise, but a storm broke out, allowing him to escape from the ship.

    I was held back by Larsia, although she managed to retrieve the hostages while hiding from Archeron, and I was about to receive that retribution now.

    No, it is suspicious whether the Emperor Turtle Archeron intends to do that.

    The waves just move that giant, and the fins just plunder and the ship tilts. But that''s just a phenomenon that occurs when you''re just swimming.

    In this case, no matter how skilled the Pirates are, they are full of hands on the ship. I can''t afford to chase him.

    "Hey, I''m kind of not convinced..."

    Raise your voice that Allena doesn''t want to admit that she couldn''t even pull her weapon out on her pirate opponent.

    I don''t know how you feel. But it''s too late, and there''s no need for a fight.

    Archeron is slowly separating the pirates. And, following Jonah''s instructions, he was taking the needle south to rendezvous with Captain Evan.

    "Evil defeated. The turtle helped. What more do you need?"

    "Is it a personal activity¡­"

    "Ha, ha, ha. To be honest, I don''t hate you."

    That''s why the Cathedral Knight, thinking about it and solidifying himself in full body armor, kept him warm. I''m not going to take refuge weirdly, but I can''t face Valtrude if she dies.

    "Larsia, where are you going?

    "Let''s go to Hardenturm."

    "And then what?

    "It is. Whatever it is, it''s hard to keep it hidden."

    I don''t mind having you offshore in Hardenturm, but the problem is for Archeron parents and children, I don''t know if that''s the right environment.

    First of all, it''s unclear what to eat. If they eat up all the fish around them, I''m not in trouble.

    "It''s okay, it''s okay. He said he had a good idea."

    Nothing is more incredible than the okay of a meadow species.

    Two pairs of gazes pierce, but Larsia opened her mouth flat.

    "What is Archeron''s armor, practically an island?

    "Well, you are. Somehow, it''s land."

    "Farming?

    "I don''t know why I''m telling you the answer."

    Even if the Albino girl tells me the right answer, I don''t feel remorse from the tone. Because I was busy imagining Yut''s face when I got on board in Arkeron.

    Fresh vegetables and fruits are needed to avoid septicaemia on a pelagic voyage.

    Then all you have to do is ask Archeron to help you and sail while you grow up on that back.

    "Yeah, yeah. Wonderful, that''s a big name."

    But I still don''t know Larsia.

    That it is not the Great Mage, but the Divine Body for the minute with the baby, who welcomes him back to Hardenturm aboard the Archeron.

 310 8. Minutes Divine Readiness Facts

    The Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) is a transcript of God.

    Even so, the reality is a thousand different things.

    A case that mimics the original divinity, like the Zeras gods did when they descended on the Falve. In that case, the exact separation of the gods living in heaven. Except that power is limited, you can say the same divinity.

    But there is no limit to the fact that you have to have the same appearance and personality.

    The seemingly narrow beggar-like old man was the minute god of the dragon god Bahamut, the girl we used to play with as children was actually the minute god of the Regra god, the Elf Diocese Knight (Paladin) who partied by chance was the minute god of the "ever-winning¡± Hellenonian.

    All are possible, and many of the legends entangled in the divine body for the bard (Bird) to sing are based on the true story.

    Tyrone God, creator and patron saint of the meadow race (Magner). Lithona, the divine body for that matter, also belongs to the latter example. Tyrone was a god portrayed by both men and women, and he also looked like a man when Larsia met him in her dreams.

    It would no longer be inevitable to point the divine body at its own minutes because it was wanted in such a situation such as "nice encounter".

    In fact, the reaction of the moment I made the seed was more than enough to satisfy my prank-loving divinity.

    Hence, it was a tease at first.

    Since when did that get serious?

    "What happened with Mr. Larsia? Uh, well, specifically,"

    While choosing words.

    But when ambiguous expressions fail to confirm, Kagra, dressed as a samurai, asks Ritna.

    "Did I make you worry?

    "No, I''m sorry if it was more of an imitation..."

    They were in Ritna''s private room.

    One room allocated within the castle fortress of Falve is a bed and storage. And a crude room with only a chest.

    There, her collections - bold iron (crystal iron) products, children''s toys, fine fitting books, etc. - are stacked in a mess.

    If Kagra, who became a samurai, hadn''t cleaned regularly, he would have turned it into a demonic realm.

    "Mmm. Well, it''s not like I''m mad anymore..."

    Actually, it seems Ritna, who was exuded by the chase, starts talking from the beginning in a fairly easygoing way.

    If I put it together briefly, it was a mild feeling. It hurt me to be seriously denied my marriage story.

    That''s all.

    "That''s not bad, Mr. Ritna"

    But it matters to the maiden.

    That''s after they showed us that wedding. It is only natural to lay oneself over the beautiful and happy looking Valtrude.

    Nonetheless, it is natural to be angry when denied from your head without malice.

    "Oh, yeah?

    Ritna is pushed by the momentum of Kagra, who takes both hands and says with her face close.

    "That''s right. We should do something about it."

    "How is it, how is it...?

    "Right. Master Yut will be ready for another wedding."

    "Keep it a secret from Larsia, you''re going to ruin a lot of things if you don''t become a groom..."

    If you''re an entertainer temperament, or Larsia reading the air with that, you won''t accept - or lighten up - to participate.

    "Does that make any difference?

    But I was disapproved of Ritna.

    Stack up the faits accomplis, there''s something we should do. In short, that''s not fair.

    Under Ritna, claiming an untouchable line, a piece of news arrives.

    My brother pushed me on a meadow race baby, what should I do, Mr. Tsubaki?

    It was the day before he returned with Archeron that Larsia''s men gave him such a consultation.

    "No way, my...?

    "... yes"

    Larsia jumped from the Imperial Turtle and tried to report to Yut with a good look.

    But both his movements and his expression solidify in sight of Ritna and what she holds up.

    An indescribable air is created in the harbour of Hardenturm, where wild horses gather.

    "No way, calm down and calculate."

    It was the troubled yuut that destroyed it. I don''t care about that, so I''m talking all over my body about wanting to do something about that Archeron.

    The accompanying Regina is just turning her eyes next door.

    "Calculation......?

    Were you even down to your ability to think, a meadow race that fingers and counts the days.

    Repeat that a few times...

    "... Surprised!

    - I raise my voice if I don''t get the right number no matter what you think.

    "So, are you surprised"

    The surroundings are full of people who lose their word to the Emperor Turtle Archeron, who has just missed the island. Ignore that and respect two - and is it one? - best friends who have entered the world the other way around.

    "Well, I don''t think she''s with Mr. Ritna, but she''s been deposited in Larsia''s name."

    "Yes!? Why!?"

    "I''m asking, this way"

    "Larsia-kun''s kid will be fine, no problem."

    "Baby I can''t remember, the siege net is completing!?"

    "That''s a strong siege in the Chamber. I mean, it''s more headache to treat Archeron..."

    Let''s leave this one to the parties. Let''s do that.

    Yut sends his gaze to the Albino girl to cope with another problem......

    "I did it."

    I didn''t know anything.

    Rather proud, he alternates between Archeron and Yut, who dock offshore.

    Larsia''s child - or not sure at the moment - seems to be a degree of realization that it''s not surprising to be there because it''s about two close people.

    "Yeah. The more Jonah, the better."

    "Always fully open"

    "Oh, yeah. Right. I hope it''s not total destruction."

    Yut headed under Archeron with Jonah. To unite the intentions of both parties in Telepathic Bond.

    Larsia no longer receives support from Yut because of the prank she set herself up. Without saying I deserved it, what shall I say?

    "So, can I ask you what you think?

    Serious tones of meadow species and others.

    I seem frightened by it, but Larsia said with perseverance.

    "No!"

    "It''s okay. I''m not angry, so be honest?

    "No, I''m not."

    "We''re the only ones on this kid."

    "Oh, yeah. Well, I guess that is..."

    Yes, a child.

    It''s important to prove your own innocence, but isn''t it really the baby who''s not guilty?

    Again, or for the first time since she calmed down, she sees the baby Ritna holds in her chest. Its appearance makes no difference to humans or meadow species. A slightly pungent ear just shows it.

    My first impression is, it''s small.

    It''s a natural story, but that''s why I''d say it''s a true feeling. Your eyes, your lips moving for something, your fingers. Everything may be small and thin. Will this grow and be the same size as myself? Strange.

    The impression was more vivid than when I was allowed to hold the Exile child.

    Unexpectedly, I reach for that cheek.

    Puffy, baby-specific elasticity.

    I had fun and stuck my cheek on it many times.

    "She''s a girl, but she looks a lot like Larsia, doesn''t she?

    Unexpectedly, Larsia recalls.

    I used to do this, too.

    Yes. To my newborn sister.

    Meadow species are uninhabitable creatures. Many of them accompanied him to caravans and other places, where he lived his journey from journey to journey.

    The exception to this is the time of parenting. Only in the meantime do we live in the right villages and towns, raise our children until they are able to stand the journey, and teach them all sorts of things.

    For example, how to get people to share cash, food, etc. (...) without straying from residents.

    That''s how we continue our journey again and say goodbye to our parents and brothers when we can be independent. It is up to Tyrone God to guide us to see you again.

    Larsia herself, I haven''t seen his family in a long time. I don''t even know if he''s alive or dead.

    Larsia, who is delayed in her thoughts, and Ritna, who stares gently at it.

    And my little hand held my cheek-pushing finger tightly.

    At this moment, something changes in Larsia.

    In short - it fell.

    If you look closely, you look just like that sister.

    I see. If you''re your own child, do you look like your sister and deserve it?

    "Okay, let''s grow up together"

    It was a conclusion that omitted a lot of assumptions, but no one anywhere pointed that out.

    "Come on, the parenting conference is - J-me-ru - Yo!

    Istas Marquis Constant Deliberation.

    In the past, new agendas were brought to the scene where we worked out measures to deal with the families of the spiral of despair (Reliouria). Perhaps it is also an outdated agenda.

    "No, because it''s not"

    Yuut denying it at the bottom of the line, half-eyed at Larsia, who rises on the chair.

    This is where those Larsias discuss the Archeron they brought in.

    "There won''t be anything in particular to discuss. My real sense is that if I had a father and a mother, my children would grow up healthy."

    "You''re primitive."

    Exile also agrees with Yut from another direction.

    On the other hand, Akane, shaken to the unknown task of scripting a play, has a flair such as not being here.

    "There''s a lot going on! First, I need to give you a name!

    "In the meantime, I asked Truss-Sink God about that child''s mother"

    "Exactly, Alcia''s cool."

    Valtrude praised that he could count on his childhood friends, who did not know how to deal with Larsian children who suddenly appeared - or whether, I repeat, were not definitive at the moment.

    But the archbishop (Patriarch), wearing a crimson eyelid, shakes his head with worry.

    "''Don''t worry,'' he says."

    "I know it''s safe and sound, but I guess..."

    It is common for a divine commission to be an ambiguous wording that allows for diverse interpretations. It is only natural that this will happen more than communicating the will of the Great God to the Son of Man.

    "Until the Truss-Sink tattoo, I got it"

    "Yeah, yeah. That kid''s gonna be bright tomorrow."

    Meanwhile, the two meadow species sitting next to each other give their thoughts to the future of their children. The baby was watched by Kagra in a separate room.

    "Parental idiot...... No, are you a stupid parent...?

    "In the meantime, I want my sister to grow up with a wife."

    Jonah didn''t have any problems either.

    "There''s a lot more to the name. I''m giving him sweet dew (Amrita) instead of milk now, but it''s hard for Ritna to make it, too. So I want Arcia to cooperate with the spell of" Feast Divine Feast, "and I want Acorn to have this kid''s clothes ready. And Yut. I''m off work for a while."

    "... I get it. I''ll take care of it. Arcia, Akane. It''s all right, isn''t it?

    "I''ll do something. You can''t throw it away."

    "hereinafter in the same sentence"

    For a while, I''ll just have to let you like it.

    The upper echelons of the Marquis Istas family came together in one consciousness.

    "Okay, so I''m going out with a name in mind. The weather is nice and we should go for a picnic around the hacienda"

    "I''m coming."

    Thus, the meadow races ended the meeting on their own by just scratching it around.

    "No, it wasn''t a meeting."

    "That''s right..."

    Yut - my husband''s tired voice.

    But the corresponding Valtrude voice was feverish.

    (Will I be one day, too? No, it''s a problem to get that far...)

    But sometimes you don''t know until you''re in that position.

    With emotions in her chest that she could not explain herself, the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia stared at her beloved.

    Thus a week or so passed.

    In the meantime, Larsia''s fever swing hasn''t changed.

    "We''re gonna have kids, aren''t we? That could be a man, right?

    "Oh......"

    "Around puberty, I want to watch the boring children tell me that you are sisters and brothers with no blood connection."

    "Oh, wow."

    - I said it without context, and I had confused Yut, but those days abruptly ended.

    "Yo. Long time no see, brother!

    "... Could it be, Merla!?"

    By chance, Larsia and Ritna. And that''s when the baby named Lavinia was visiting Yut''s office.

    Kagra brought in a meadow race named Larsia''s sister.

    "Oh, you kept it right. Good. Good. I was worried because I heard you didn''t have a brother."

    With that said, I glance into the face of my child that Ritna can hold.

    Its side, which sees the child sleeping easily, did have a mother''s face.

    "By the way, is this beautiful, your brother''s wife? Do it!"

    "Was it your child?!?"

    "Hmm? Right? You''re my brother''s niece."

    Then it''s natural to be similar.

    Larsia weakens with nagging.

    (I see, I certainly didn''t have to worry)

    I was put outside the mosquito net as much as I wanted - not that I wanted to go inside - but Yut was recognising the correctness of the gods.

    "No. Come around here in the caravan, I tried to settle in for a while because it was just fine, but I got a mild pneumonia. You kept breathing, you kept your life, you kept it with your brother. Glad you''re safe, me."

    "No, I''ve got a lot to say, but explain everything!

    "Explain? Then, see. Write to me properly..."

    "Shh, shh!

    "Yeah?"

    "Does that mean you have that letter at hand?

    Silence.

    Silence.

    And understanding.

    "Ohhhhhh! Sorry!"

    It was possible that my child was in danger.

    Realizing that, Merla - Larsia''s sister - gets disturbed.

    Seeing how wolfish it really was, Larsia poured everything into the water.

    "He was a very good boy."

    Ritna also returns the baby to Merla by hiding her various thoughts.

    All meadow races are alike to my son to her, who is a minute god. That makes no difference anywhere.

    That was supposed to happen, but the gaze staring at the two of them leaving the office for a meal had mixed intricate colors.

    "Well, I can''t help it. It''s better with real parents."

    To her like that, in a bulky tone, Larsia says.

    That, on the contrary, was telling the story of his mood.

    "Right. You can have real children."

    "Huh?"

    "What? Are you unhappy?

    "No, not dissatisfaction or anything like that. Somehow, after a positive and good deed, I will report to you..."

    A man spinning words everywhere and a woman staring at it.

    The answer is like being decided.

    I don''t mind that.

    Let''s celebrate.

    But......

    "It''s good, you guys, do it in the back."

    Better to be shown off in front of you, it''s not a hoard. I was embarrassed in another way to see if I was like that, too.

    "Really, please"

    Petition for Minutes Divine Body with Best Friend.

    Unfortunately, the words of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) did not arrive.

 311 1. Light and Shadow

    "Finally, you''re at peace..."

    Around the time the rulers of heaven move from the sun to the moon. Yuut smudged and crushed as he looked up at the sky as it stained the cedar. Strangely smudged that I don''t have a hot drink, not here on the edge.

    It''s also - for him - impossible that he''s completely old.

    The question of what to do with the treatment of Imperial Turtle Archeron overlapped where he was plainly struck by the disturbances between Larsia and Ritna.

    As a result of the discussion, Arkeron parents and children were to be off the coast of Hardenturm for a while. Quickly, Larsia was letting her men out for a tour cruise ship.

    The food problem, which was the biggest concern, was made by Alcia with a spell. Though I saw a one-off solution by offering it - it doesn''t seem to be focused on flavor - things could not easily fit at a level where the terrain changes.

    "It''s common for terrain to change."

    - Though I decided not to ask Jonah''s point.

    Anyway, that one finally came with a piece. There are many ongoing projects, such as the sale of weapons of the Unslain Swordsman and the sincerity invited by Seneca the Divine King, but I can now breathe.

    "Ever since I sent my father and mother out, I feel the peak has come all at once. No, have you had a hard time with your wedding before that?"

    "Frost Bolt"

    To Yut, who is so full of wonder, the spell of science is unleashed. The operator is Petra Chernov.

    Training with the master she wanted herself to.

    However, he was lightly impressed and exhaled roughly until earlier.

    "Sweet"

    It was Petra who finally returned to the front, but now the timing and power of the spell are two.

    There is no counterspell, no evasive action required.

    Yut cast a robe, a testament to the magician of good (the wizard), and received the rays of the cold air of the two articles. By the side, it would have looked like it had been wiped out with a robe.

    "Hey."

    But that doesn''t end with Petra.

    I set up my favorite spear - previously given to me by Yut - and stormed it. Ash blonde sidetails dance and sharp eartips reflect the sunset to the yurt.

    Attacks with momentum and speed.

    "I don''t have any ideas"

    "Ahhh."

    But at the same time, it was too linear. It doesn''t work for him, who also goes through training with Valtrude.

    Yut kicks up the pattern unconstitutionally, changing the orbit of the attack.

    Petra, too, assumes evasion or counterattack with spells, which is unexpected. The magic spear stuck defenselessly into his chest as it pointed in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

    "Eh heh..."

    "Don''t laugh and delude me"

    Play the forehead of the apprentice who laughs happily for some reason - that''s what happened - with his fingers and pull off her hugging. Later, I don''t know what they''re gonna say.

    "In the meantime, it wasn''t bad that you attacked me with a spell"

    "It didn''t work!

    "Well, if you can get through it to a good extent, you don''t need training."

    Yuut, who gained peace, was just hanging out with her training requested by Petra. Initially I thought even when I was free, but as a reality, that didn''t exist.

    That''s why I decided to screw in my schedule so I could train at a set time three times a week.

    "The reality is tough."

    It''s a drooling petra, but I don''t feel sad.

    Rather challenging, he was burning with passion.

    (Because it was distorted and distorted at first. Would that shake it back?

    Yuuto tours his thoughts on educational policy, remembering why Petra aspired to be an adventurer.

    She is neither a simple warrior (fighter) nor a magician (wizard). Apprenticeship of Magic Knight (Erdonite) ¡­, an attempt to blend the two characteristics in a high dimension.

    So to speak, he should be called the Demon Warrior (Battlemage).

    Reinforce yourself by using a theoretical spell, putting spells together on your weapon to increase your destructive power, and attacking away enemies with spells.

    It is an all-powerful warrior, but it is only an ideal.

    Unless you are like Valtrude with a yut-like intelligence, it is the mountain of Sekiyama that becomes instrumentally poor.

    Petra is now somewhat above her true name in her theoretical spells and inferior in her power as a warrior to Allena. I''m not saying don''t be ambitious, but a realistic growth plan is also important.

    "In the meantime, be strong, where are you going?

    "I want to go on adventures with my masters and seniors for my future goals!

    "When that happens, is it a guerrilla...?

    I don''t actively step forward. Stop the enemies that Valtrude and Exile have spoken of and buy time for Larsia and Jonah to turn to attack.

    "Well, would it help if I were there?

    Yes, sir.

    "but not strong enough at all"

    "Ahhh..."

    High hopes are good, but at the moment it''s just too isolated and footy - or handicapped -.

    Normally, in order to bridge that difference - for example, another expedition to Nara - there is another way to do it, though it will require authentic training.

    Unique to the Yuts.

    "So let''s do a little bottom up with some magic equipment"

    "What? Huh?

    Although Petra raises a bewildering voice if she doesn''t know why it will, naturally it can''t even work.

    That''s what she leaves behind, fishes an infinitely stored bag and takes out her weapons and protective gear.

    "The weapon, after all, is a spear, right?

    "Oh, yes..."

    "Then this is the guy for Petra."

    That''s what I said and tried to hand it to you unconstitutionally: a beautiful spear with intricate magic letters (runes) carved into the pattern and embedded with a number of gems. It''s not even a treasure (artifact), but I can tell it''s a business just by looking at it.

    "The Demon Spear of the Knowledge God (Spear of Zeras). When you use a spell toward this gem, it can be absorbed and activated with a simple euphemism (test word) later. I can only go in once a day, and after a day, even if I don''t use it, the effect will disappear."

    If this is used by magical knights and demon warriors, they can grant spells to weapons without having to follow cumbersome activation procedures, fire Cold Air Arrows from their tips, and so on.

    "Well, even if you normally use it as a weapon, it will perform as well as your current spear"

    "And isn''t that a hell of a luxury item? is that it!"

    "No, if you want to fight with us, you''re gonna have to use it so sparingly"

    I say it''s a forward investment, like nothing else, and I push on more armor and shields.

    Armor is a high-dimensional blend of defensive performance and ease of movement in Chain Mail, a clasp sewn in dragon leather (dragon skin) with a magical silver (miserable) ring.

    There are no other prominent features, but there are no limitations when using a theoretical spell, and if it is a petra, it will be fully used.

    "Well, the shield also uses Exile Osama. The autonomous one."

    "But even if it''s just good equipment..."

    "I''m fine. I have something for you. It''s time to come."

    "Mm-hmm. Was it too late?

    "No, it''s perfect."

    I changed athletes by exchanging high touches with my loving wife who came to the training ground after work. I miss when I was in the football club.

    "I heard you said you wanted to be strong. When it comes to the handling of weapons, let me guide you."

    Though the weapons obtained tend to seem like masters of the Long Sword because they are incomparably powerful, be it the Divine Subjugator, or the White Knight.

    The same goes for Exile.

    "However, when it comes to fusing with spells, you find your own answers."

    "Oh, huh? Yes!

    Confused.

    Still, Petra''s appearance in an attempt to face positively is truly preferable as a backward developer.

    "That''s rewarding. You know, in about a year, Yut climbed up to the Great Mage, right?

    Why bother to say it?

    The sweat dripped down Petra''s temples.

    As long as humans live, a life without any problems at all cannot exist.

    The next issue appeared quietly as the Yuts were going through such a routine.

    The city of Hardenturm offers unprecedented vibrancy.

    It goes without saying that the trigger was the rule by the then Count Istas family.

    Until then, the advent of Yut Amaxa will make a huge difference, although it marked a free city and operated on an agreement by the city''s leading players.

    He was singing the spring of our world in Hardenturm, the fall of the Escudero Chamber of Commerce. The shocking scandal that the previous meeting head was conspiring with pirates was too much to trigger it.

    At the same time, its pirates, who had the offshore as their territory, would also be in the grip of devastation.

    Including the problem of the harbour, which was blocked by their conspiracy, the Lords side has solved it in just one day.

    Of course, it''s the action Yut took after a solid gathering of information, but it won''t be accepted as such.

    As a result of what was interpreted by magic as an instant amputation, Hardenturm''s council surrendered entirely against its lords. I was to accept that rule.

    This development will have happy consequences for everyone. In the first place, neither Valtroude, the lord, nor Yut waving his spicy arms beneath him had any interest in his own property formation.

    There were so many treasures earned as adventurers, and they were occasionally increased by Albino girls.

    For that reason, it was not about taking wealth away from this trading city, but about developing it. What they brought was not domination by power, etc.

    The Nievez Chamber of Commerce, breathing back in a direct deal with the Lords for silver powder, also returned to the councillors. Vermilio, a fashion brand launched in collaboration with another visitor named Acorn Miki, has the momentum to drop flying birds.

    The reason I don''t get discouraged is because it serves as a point of contact with the housekeeper, who will no longer be able to follow me. In the meantime, Regina at the meeting also confines herself to the head of the departure agency to be established in Falve.

    There was no sign of a monopoly on profits, and there was no reason anywhere to accuse her.

    Since then, the good economy has sold luxury goods to fly, the dark society has been organized and safe, the threat of piracy has been removed and there are no obstacles to imports and exports. Plus, the city is gorgeous with the fashion revolution by Vermilio.

    And the light grew stronger, but therefore the darkness also arises again.

    "Speaking of which, president,"

    "What''s wrong?

    "Example rumors, you know?

    That day, Regina visited Vermilio''s workshop to take over the work. The other woman is a 30-way woman named Barbara. He is also an elderly man of old stock in the workshop and has a strong trust from everyone.

    It''s not all in your hands, but it''s someone you can trust fully.

    The starting point in the first place was that we decided to make a trip to the city of Falve so that we could stay at all near Yut.

    Though it emanates from personal circumstances, having yourself in the city where the lord is also has great advantages. Totally, it''s not personal... it should be.

    "Rumors? About what?

    "People suddenly disappear."

    You won''t be able to see me for a while, and it''s not a bad idea to keep up with rumors.

    A suspicious conversation shook where she thought so, and Regina frowned. You can say I''m confused.

    "Does that mean there are people out there?

    "No. What do you think? Probably not, huh? It''s safe."

    Start talking to yourself, and Barbara doesn''t get the guidelines for what she talks about. I guess that''s why it''s a rumor.

    My neighbor Martina told me.

    Still, I managed to sum up the main points of that rumor.

    "People are suddenly gone, and I''ll be back a few days later fluttering. I didn''t say anything about what happened in the meantime, and my family will eventually forget about the incident... but eventually my family will disappear somewhere."

    - This is what happens.

    "That sort of thing"

    Can we say that it is characteristic that there is a previous stage rather than the family disappearing all of a sudden?

    "... By the way, why are we talking about this?

    "Huh? ''Cause the president''s going after his young husband to Falve, right?

    "As such, well, I do not deny that such an interpretation is an action that has room to be made"

    "I''m using it as a pretext to meet you. I don''t know if you''re lying or not."

    Barbara laughing at the garlic.

    Oh, my God, that''s a treat.

    But I can''t even dismiss it.

    But in the end, she never conveyed this rumor directly to Yut.

    Things moved faster than that.

 312 2. Early warning

    Archbishop (Patriarch) Arcia serving Trus-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery.

    Her day begins with prayer.

    Prayer is not a temple, but a self-contained room with little object. Becoming a traveling adventurer from the village of Ozlick, she has little connection to training in the temple on the contrary.

    One poor compromise between Alcia and the superiors of the temple is probably due to this area.

    (Queen of Reiki Mysteries, beloved wife of the Knowledge God, protector of peace after death)

    In my heart, I called on Truss-Sink God.

    I feel close to God since I met him for that matter. I don''t know if that''s a good thing, but I''m sure it''s easier to combine the spirit.

    But that makes room in her heart.

    This is not a temple, but a private room in the fortress of Falve. It''s not because it''s the right place to pray, it''s just because it''s the place to live.

    Recently, his best friends Valtrude and Yut, Alcia''s fianc¨¦e, began to wake up in the same room.

    That means that I will eventually be.

    That''s right.

    Before Yut wakes up, he sees his sleeping face, and then he begins to pray to the goddess of death and sorcery.

    (Ugh)

    Concentration is disturbed by that imagination - or the future projection map.

    On the contrary, it is not strange that unity with God is interrupted by the thought of mischief itself.

    But it didn''t.

    minute interaction with the divine body.

    That''s how she found out.

    The gods are great things to be truly revered. At the same time, it''s not just harsh. Knowledgeable and naive.

    I mean, God doesn''t get angry or anything to this extent. Instead, he would accept smiling.

    It should be noted, then, that without being sweet to God, Arcia offers her sincere prayers.

    Eventually evil disappeared and immersed itself in the feeling as if it had once again become part of something great. It was exactly one with God.

    (... East?

    That''s when a hunch arose in the soul of Alcia.

    That''s a vicious sign.

    It is my trust that there will be disaster in the eastern part of the country.

    "Kera Forest, Hardenturm, Archeron...... I wonder what you''re referring to."

    Alcia, awakened from meditation, lists what exists east of Falv in the Marquis territory of Istas. There will be no such thing as being far away in Li Kutua, though east.

    Thus, an omen is ambiguous.

    But it''s also something that never conveys meaning.

    It was only a few hours after that that that under Alcia, Hardenturm brought in word that several sick people appeared in strange condition.

    "I apologize for the effort you have made"

    "No. This was a boat to cross, too"

    Regina, who is frightened, raises a question mark overhead when she hears a response from Alcia.

    A young meeting of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce who had yet to officially take office as a liaison, but was about to head to Falve with impetus like a pushing wife.

    Her assignment has not yet materialized, and her first job was to report to her lord the presence of a sick man whose keys were thrown by the Temple of Paris, patron saint of journeys and dealings.

    Of course, I can think of some precursor, and Yut wants me to tell you something trivial. So there''s no less work for a housekeeper, but how much better than overlooking the problem.

    Regina is now guiding the Arsians to the hospital room, along with the Temple officials.

    "Are those patients properly isolated?

    "Yes. They''re continuing to be excited, but they''ve managed to"

    The standard of care of the Brewers is not even high enough to flatter them. Acorn''s mother is a female doctor, but if she saw it, she would shake her head with a difficult face.

    From the Earth''s point of view, folk therapy conflicting treatments go through, and hygiene concepts are low.

    However, when the divine spell is taken into account, the position is reversed as soon as possible.

    The divine spell that manifests God''s miracle on earth instantly heals wounds and also drives away serious illnesses. It can''t be Earth''s medical technology.

    Therefore it should be said, that few are blessed with the bounty. In the first place, not all clerics can use theological spells, and their use is limited.

    For this reason, it had to be set as expensive as magic drugs (potions), not exclusive to the royal marquis nobility, but also remote from the common people.

    Except for this Marquis of Istas.

    "Alcia, I''m just going to cure you and have dinner"

    "You haven''t confirmed the symptoms yet."

    Jonah, who accompanies her as the ¡°foot¡± of the moment, is at the end of the line saying it has nothing to do with her. I thought I should say a word about my lack of motivation, Alcia, but I immediately changed my mind.

    (That doesn''t mean it''s the kind of thing that motivates her, does it?)

    That means that in this case, it would be better if you were all over it, because it''s like fighting or destroying or something like that.

    "If you''re talking about illness, I just heard"

    Jonah is right, and I have heard Regina''s first report, as well as shortly after her arrival at the Temple of Paris.

    Initially, they thought he was just an injured man.

    Early yesterday morning, a man with a cut to his chest was found falling in the harbor district and transferred from the nearest clinic to the temple.

    He was subjected to a spell procedure - which the lord is supposed to bear when it comes to urgent medical practice - and saved his life.

    That''s good, but the problem is afterwards.

    The man, who kept sleeping unconsciously until after evening, suddenly starts to rumble at night.

    He even called the guards. He managed to hold them down, and now he''s under house arrest like he''s tying them to a bed. Even after half a day had elapsed from there, the excitement continued.

    Normally, I would have ended up deciding I was crazy. But if such a case occurs to keep standing, no one will be suspicious.

    From day to day, Yut used to push him to report any anomalies, even minor ones, and Alcia came to check the situation first.

    "This way."

    That was not the treatment centre co-located in the Temple of Paris, which conducts the transaction¡­. They were transporting patients to the warehouse on the premises, bed-by-bed, in quarantine.

    The building itself was well built, but I can hear the creaking noise leaking. If it''s night now, even urban legends are likely to give birth.

    "Nothing, just us"

    With the Albino girl, the Archbishop of Truss-Sink God steps into the warehouse - the infirmary - without a nervous appearance.

    I opened the door and went in. There, I guess I made space in a hurry, cluttered and dim. Each bed is also separated because they didn''t like the contact between the patients.

    There are four patients in all.

    I don''t see anything in common about age or gender. The place where he was injured is also scattered.

    It''s just that everyone keeps raising their voices unspoken. His throat was slit and there was a splash of saliva and unscrupulous fluid around him.

    I''m not hanging around. In an attempt to escape restraint by moving his whole body violently, the bed growls and a noisy spirit (poltergeist) sounds like a home beep.

    Even they kept fighting numerous monsters, a miserable frowning tragedy.

    Jonah closes the door and Arsia moves to one close by.

    (If it''s a spell that drives people insane, there are a few...)

    It''s all like being used by priests (Priests), bishops (Bishops), and others who serve the Evil God. I''m not in this situation, and I don''t see the motive that drove me into madness, not murder.

    (When that happens, the Devil (Demon)?

    If you are indeed a resident of Nara, the inconsistency is tolerated in one word because you are the devil.

    I can''t think of any demon directly, but the inhabitants of Nara will also have a new breed at this moment and it is being created, so I can''t help it in a way either.

    But the anticipation is off.

    As if waiting for Alcia, the cloth belt that was holding the patient bounced off.

    To that extent, Jonah would not have been particularly surprised either.

    But all the patients who try to jump up and hit Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter with the momentum to halve the bed are alien.

    On the head of a carnivore, wrapped in sharp claw teeth, thick fur - half a beast. It was subracial, called a beast possession (Lycanslope).

    "Alcia!"

    "I know."

    She''s also aiding her vision with a crimson eye band, and the anomaly is sensing. He also took a defensive stance against attacks from unwanted people.

    As a habit, garments wearing "Magic Protect" boast comparable defensive properties to iron armor. I didn''t expect this to happen, but only after the divine descent. Other spells for self-defense were preempted.

    Come on, it''s this way.

    I dared raise my voice to call and gather the beast possessors. No matter, to cover the Albino girl, but the truth is, it didn''t have to be either.

    The beast possessors are blind to Jonah, and slay to Arsia.

    But that choice only gave time to the most dangerous girl.

    "Elemental Missiles"

    Eight ice arrows.

    That''s two pieces at a time, pierced into beast possession.

    On the verge of its sharp fangs and claws reaching Arsia, the beast possessors who were dancing through the universe were bounced like beeballs and crashed into the warehouse walls.

    It''s a mistake to say that you can only be hurt with silver weapons, only to be resistant to other attacks, but an attack that doesn''t mean anything.

    "Don''t come in until I say yes!

    Send a warning to Regina waiting outside, but her consciousness was not toward the beast possessors - but toward Jonah.

    You mustn''t kill him.

    "I tried to hurt Alcia, kill her"

    There are two types of beast possessions.

    Beast possession at birth - a subrace that honors the beast man and himself. Those who live primitive lives in mountain forests, such as werewolves, tigers, and bears.

    It cannot be described as evil at a sip, but its ethics are very different from those of humans.

    The other is a human being who was hurt by them and infected with Veterinary Disease (LycanSloppy).

    Unlike the Beast Man, I can''t control transformation or reason. Heritage of beast possession in the Brewers is mostly them.

    And he is the perpetrator as well as the pathetic victim.

    "Originally, they were innocent."

    "... ok"

    Disclaimer - rather than defying Alcia, the Albino girl fogged her intent to kill. Instead, he grows a few whips from his back and strikes the beast possessors with it.

    "Now, forgive"

    "Gu, gu, gu, gu"

    Raise the voice of the disconnected demon, and the beast possessors lose consciousness.

    Alcia''s right, I didn''t kill him. One of my psychic powers, the Seoul Wip, stopped me from stunning.

    Veterinary disease is like a kind of curse, but it is never incurable. Especially for her, who has extremed the divine spell.

    "But..."

    So, for another thing, I cloud my expression enough to tell even if my face is half hidden in a crimson eyelid.

    The beast man, the source of the infection, broke in from somewhere, creating a beast possession victim.

    That''s understandable, but still, I don''t know the motive.

    Did you simply want to cause confusion?

    Or......

    While praying to God and lifting the curse of beastification in order, Alcia was alone quietly circling her thoughts.

 313 3. Beast Man Countermeasure Conference

    "The Beast Man..."

    Upon hearing Alcia''s report back after the treatment, Yut put his arms around him with a difficult face.

    The reaction is not so different from that of other members such as Valtrude. A book of silence descended into one of the castle forts, which is a dining room and conference room.

    "In the meantime, we have to destroy them."

    It was Larsia sitting next to the left of Arsia who launched such a radical policy as Jonah.

    "Well, I know how you feel, but calm down"

    Hardenturm has his sister and niece migrating. The Great Mage (Arch Mage) tightened the reins when it was unrealistic.

    "Problem is, that''s how it works."

    But Exile follows that policy. Though I still can''t say it''s moderate for trying to choose the means.

    "Bombing and blurring out"

    On board the rock giant (Jarloot), Jonah tried to clean things up with an opinion that she had no body or lid.

    But it can''t be accepted either.

    "You can''t do that."

    Akane, sitting next to the girl in the albino, smiled bitterly.

    "At least, if it''s a relic, I could handle it."

    "Alcia, you didn''t have a clue, did you?

    Valtrude, sitting alone on the short side of the rectangular table, asks his childhood friend as he turns to the left.

    "Yeah. It means there wasn''t anything in particular that would lead to the Beast Man. I asked the guards to check the area again."

    The archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch) shut his mouth, smelling what was otherwise hopeless. A few hours ago, the effect of being attacked by beast possessors (Lycanslope) was nowhere. No upset was seen on his face covered in crimson eyelids.

    "If you still have the fur of the Beast, you can find a place in the Mindfulness (Remote Site) spell..."

    "Now, I can''t help it."

    Cut and discard Yut''s remorse that Valtrude is untrained. If Mindfulness can be used, it will be a great force - on the contrary, it solves problems all at once, but it doesn''t make sense to leave things alone.

    "More than that, how will we find out where the Beasts are"

    Correct your posture to the voice of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who calmly points out your priorities, as everyone has been played.

    The exception is Larsia.

    Married and settled? But the seemingly turning back meadow species seemed serious about how to exterminate them.

    I can''t afford the usual.

    "All the victims, Alcia cured them, didn''t she?

    "Yeah, I''ve been placed in the infirmary in isolation just in case, but there''s no sequelae."

    "But none of the killers have a clue?

    "Unfortunately."

    All four victims were there, and as Alcia put it, things went well.

    But when I realized it was on the bed, I didn''t remember anything bestialized and attacked, nor did I remember the face of the person who infected me with bestiality disease (LycanSloppy).

    Hearing that, Larsia, who asked the question, is blatantly dismayed.

    "So the guards must be working hard to find out."

    Jonah, who was going to Hardenturm with Alcia, reported on the current situation. But that''s within expectations.

    "So you''re okay?

    "I don''t know what to say. Depends on how cunning they are."

    "So, that beast man? There are spells that find you like a werewolf..."

    "If I did, it would be convenient."

    Yut shrugged his shoulders and answered Acorn''s question sitting next to his right. Unfortunately, neither rational nor divine spells are that convenient or all-powerful.

    "Let''s also instruct the Temple of Helenonia in Falve to send reinforcements to Hardenturm"

    "Yeah. I guess man-made tactics are the most certain."

    Alcia also agrees with Valtrude''s decision.

    There, Yut added.

    "Then so will the guards over there, but let''s collect and lend silver weapons. And then Larsia, well, you don''t have to say anything, so do whatever you want."

    "Sure thing."

    The city of Falve is surrounded by the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion. Not all beasts will be blocked, but the mastermind of this case should always be caught.

    So it''s no problem to temporarily turn Falv personnel to Hardenturm.

    It would also be a powerful support if the forces of the backward society controlled by Larsia were turned to the investigation.

    "I''m not ready for an investigation, but do you want to send me from the Knights of the Rock Giants so I can help crack down?

    "More and more, welcome."

    "Well, take the school off too..."

    "Jonah will wait in the Falve until something happens."

    "Ugh..."

    I look at Alcia with resentment even though I thought it was a good idea, but that''s not the person that works.

    Seeing how it went, Acorn smiles secretly, but there were still worries.

    "The question is, wouldn''t mummy removal be mummy..."

    Still, naturally, anxiety lingers.

    As Yut has just pointed out, it will also depend on the strength of the beast man, but the possibility is fully conceivable that the guards who come to catch him will suffer from veterinary disease.

    "Have Ren prepare the magic medicine (potion) for Cure Illness (Cure Illness), but the numbers..."

    "That''s a pain in the ass. If I''m going to cure it, it''s going to stay that way."

    "In the worst case scenario, is there a line that lets people get away with the damage..."

    Yut and his fianc¨¦e and wife, the users of the divine spell, share their worries. The more you think about it, the harder it is to do it.

    "I wonder why he showed up in Hardenturm in the first place."

    "There are a few possibilities"

    To the fundamental question of his childhood friend, Yut answers looking at the ceiling.

    "For one thing, if you are making a case indiscriminately. The other is a case of targeting someone specific"

    "Isn''t that obvious?

    There are two types of human beings in this world. It''s the supposedly exploitative side - the same kind of classification. Should I go out of my way to say it?

    "Isn''t it indiscriminate?

    I guess Valtrude was the same. Hit my husband with honest questions.

    Alcia, they''re after you.

    "... sure, yeah"

    If you ask me, it sure is.

    The source of the infection, the Beast Man, should have known that sooner or later the victim would be beastly possessed. Nevertheless, it was left unattended and the presence of strange patients was revealed.

    And if we make an incident like this in the Marquis territory of Istas, it''s obvious sooner or later that the Yuts will run than we will see fire.

    In other words, Arcia, Archbishop of Truss-Sink God, is the first to show up. That should have been fully foreseeable.

    "... brave man, isn''t that over-thinking?

    "Sort of. There''s no basis."

    "But you have circumstantial evidence. If you ask me, it does seem like I was the only one being targeted, not Jonah."

    Maybe I''m being targeted. Nevertheless, admit the facts calmly.

    Larsia, who looked so difficult next to her, slapped her hand and opened her teasing mouth.

    "But not a personal motive for Alcia, but a reason to want to crush the user of the divine spell first?

    To that point, the book of silence descends again.

    It''s more the silence of not being able to argue than feeling threatened.

    "Is that resentment against us... Don''t have too much trouble figuring it out."

    It was a joke and say yuut, but the attempt failed.

    Too many candidates really come to mind, just extra choices.

    "In the first place, that''s it, right? Unless you''re really going to do something about Hardenturm, aren''t we the ultimate aim? ''Cause if we make a case here, Val''s gonna show up eventually, right? Of course, there''s a chance you''re not thinking about it."

    To name a few, Acorn''s Truth.

    Everyone could only nod to this.

    "Then it would be better to fish in parallel."

    "Fishing?"

    When I come up with an operation, Larsia suddenly rises.

    "Yeah. It''s going to be hard to find the killer, so on the contrary, it''s faster to have him come out of there."

    The meadow race speaks of its own ideas, as if its earlier impatience had thrown it away somewhere.

    "Specifically?

    "First, go away Yut and Akane"

    "Uh."

    It won''t help the fight, but there''s something that can hurt you when you''re outspoken. I protest by inflating my cheeks like Jonah, but Larsia doesn''t fit in.

    "Yut wonders if it would be better to have him go outside the territory with Acorn because he''s ranked second best in the rankings buying grudges. You were supposed to, weren''t you?

    "Sort of."

    Non-acceptance, acknowledge its correctness.

    Sure, I was going to ask Dean Mel to introduce me to talent, and even though it would be safe if it were Falv, it''s huge that I could take Acorn outside.

    "Nh, Val, who is second on the same parity, stands by with Jonah at Falve"

    "... I don''t have a choice"

    Valtrude nodded, wondering if he had any ideas. With Yona, there is also an estimate that you can travel instantly anywhere.

    "Well, Egg''s touring the area outside of Hardenturm."

    "I don''t mind that..."

    A rock giant asks with his gaze what he will do.

    "Me and Arsia are moving to Hardenturm, our destiny. I don''t know, most likely."

    "What''s Mainz blank?

    "Uh-huh. Let''s leave it to Ritna and Petra."

    "Petra..."

    Regardless of Ritna, Petra remains anxious.

    It doesn''t mean you can''t count on it, just in case you think about it, you step on two legs.

    "Well, it depends on who you are, but there''s no one else."

    But we''re short on manpower this time. Besides, with the exception of acorns, of course, only members gathered here can place their full confidence that killing is not going to kill them.

    "Depends on how they come out, but what you don''t force. not to spread the damage. Based on that, okay?

    Finally, Valtrude confirmed the policy and the meeting was over.

    The great catches since the beginning of the Marquis Istas family thus opened the curtain.

 314 4. Black Witch

    "It''s my fault, right?"

    Vainamarinen School of Magic at Folio-Farina.

    Shortly after "Moving Momentarily (Teleport)" to its entrance, the bumps and acorns snapped.

    To that serious voice, an unexpected retrospective yuut. But I don''t know anything about it.

    "... all of a sudden, what the hell"

    "A brave man took the form of being kicked out, to keep me away from danger, right?

    Akane, who makes her childhood friend look up at her fianc¨¦e''s face and says, stands up with a black peacoat and a skirt of checks. I don''t mean to see nobles, so it''s an easy-going outfit in a way.

    "Ah."

    That, and the colors of understanding dwell in the eyes of the Great Mage (Arch Mage). That also meant that I wouldn''t have noticed if I hadn''t been told.

    "It''s the right material around here. It''s nothing to worry about."

    "But I got separated from Val."

    "No, because we''re not even together all four or six times like that. I won''t be gone that long."

    Exquisite, scheduled for a few days.

    I comfort you that you don''t have to worry about it at all, but she stays nagging.

    "In the first place, the bad ones are the beasts, not us. It''s a mistake to feel guilty, right?

    That was a yuut to say the least, but Acorn can''t be broken that far. The usual pleasant girlfriend disappears and pushes silently in her worries.

    "Uh, no more"

    I have no choice. It''s not like you don''t care about people. I know it''s insane, but it''s so urgent, I just have to ask you to forgive me.

    Look sideways at the guard guarding the College Gate. There was an excuse, but for what I was going to do, it was necessary.

    Embrace the nagging acorn gently.

    I guess that was just unexpected. She looks up and her fianc¨¦es gaze hits each other from the front.

    "Because you can''t fight, you can''t interrupt Zhuyin or anything like that"

    caressed her hair and gently urged her.

    Perhaps Petra, who thought it was the same group, came to training and his inferiority was stimulated. There''s no need for that anywhere.

    "But you wanted to be on the field yourself because you''re a brave man who wants to embrace you, right?

    "That''s how they thought I was..."

    "You didn''t realize?

    My childhood friend in my arm says, surprised.

    (... hard to deny when told from the front)

    I do have a few thoughts, if you ask me.

    Or so, I couldn''t even affirm.

    "Zhuyin''s bodyguard is a splendid division of roles."

    "You got away."

    "By and large, Val will be obstinate when Zhu Yin can also fight now"

    "... hehe. So is that."

    Finally, Acorn brings back a smile.

    The anxiety that was pushing him to death must have manifested itself alone.

    It''s a mistake I didn''t realize, but I can also say that it helped me to say it before it swelled up a lot.

    It may seem tedious...

    (Nothing, I don''t like it)

    Trouble was, I was rather happy.

    "Looks like you enjoyed yourself in front of the academy."

    From Dean Mel, to the first voice he was called, Yut almost accidentally collapsed off his knees.

    "I was going to take a big look because I''m newlywed..."

    Together he appeared in the dean''s office not another woman, Valtrude, who vowed eternal love at a grand ceremony in which he also attended.

    Short gray-haired elder mage smiles mischievously. A grin filled with naivety, unlike the usual cheerful smile.

    "Me and my teacher, women''s relationships were all pale nights. I was wondering if this would be a celebration of the addition of a colored man to my gate?

    "Can I deny both, it"

    I don''t remember being a gateway to Vainamarinen, let alone intend to be a colored man.

    "The latter, I think, is undeniable."

    "I didn''t expect you to be betrayed by your body"

    Akane, who was one step behind Yut, says with the same kind of smile as Mel.

    Where did the anxious appearance go earlier? Women were enough to make them think they were strong.

    "I mean, I didn''t know Dean Mel was like that..."

    "Whose apprentice do you think I am?

    "Convinced."

    All, bad vaina marinen.

    I concluded so and got to the point.

    "You wanted me to introduce you to someone familiar with agriculture."

    Mel, who moved from the dean''s office desk to the reception space, looks into the eyes of the two people sitting face-to-face.

    "Yes, because a magician (wizard) would be better suited to include the treatment of the sacred soil I told you about."

    "I was surprised when I heard the story. Marquis Istas is like a toy box."

    Yut smiled vaguely and avoided responding.

    The thought of being a toy to the gods wasn''t because I turned my head. Never.

    "There''s no way we''re going to put a public offering on things alone."

    "I know what''s going on, but as a matter of fact, as a magician''s research subject, agriculture... would be better to take a wider range and be a plant, but it''s pretty minor."

    "¡­ it is, I understand"

    In this Brewers there are nature worshippers (Druids) and elves as plant experts. A magician, who is also an intellectual class, is not making a mess of the field, but it is not popular, as Mel put it.

    "Therefore, the current situation is that there are no human beings in this college who can be introduced."

    "Really..."

    It was a yuut being entertained with a great mage, but it equals no connection to the magician world.

    The master, Tertione, was banished from this school of magic, and Yut knows only Vainamarinen and Ren the magicians involved in him.

    Even for the Great Sage, the status quo was the same as that of a deserter, and he had to rely on his direct disciple, Mel.

    For that reason, if he tells me I can''t do it, I lose my hitter.

    "Don''t get me wrong."

    "Huh?"

    "I''m not here, but you mean there are people I can introduce...?

    It was unexpectedly the acorn that got to the right answer before Yut.

    He looks good and tells his childhood friend who sits next to him.

    "It''s not an easy narrative trick"

    "Do you need to see through tricks in everyday conversations or are they not difficult?

    "That''s unprepared and unprepared. At last, the person I recommend is a well-known person to you."

    "Huh...?

    The Yuts and someone Dean Mel knows in common.

    Besides, he''s a magician.

    "No way, like Jii from Vainamarinen...?

    Dangerous.

    It''s too dangerous.

    If you give sacred soil to that great sage, you could make dangerous plant monster variety improvements such as soul-sucking trees (Assassin trees) and screaming mushrooms (Kramer fangas).

    After perfectly fulfilling this request.

    "Ha ha. Well, most of my teachers would have done the right thing."

    Exactly. Without that, I laugh off that concern.

    But it makes sense.

    "There isn''t. No, sir."

    "Brave man, isn''t that just rude?

    "I''m not saying I like it either. I just don''t want it to be a land of wanderings."

    Seriously, if you say so, Acorn also has to nod.

    Because I''m obviously too worried, but I can''t even say I never will.

    "Well, let''s make the joke about that"

    The gray-haired elder mage tightened her grandfatherly look teasing her grandson and handed her a single letter.

    Needless to say, it''s a letter of introduction.

    "I want you to give it to Baron Anson."

    "Baron Anson......?

    "Should I say a gastronomic baron, is the street better?

    "Oh, that guy!

    The reaction was that acorns were faster.

    She was the one who responded to that gastronomic baron and the Lord at the reception between Alsace and Eudit.

    It would be difficult, on the contrary, to forget him for having eaten to numerous dishes and soy sauces.

    "I see. Sure, there seems to be a passion for food..."

    After that, there were a lot of things that just occurred to me, but it was the person I wanted to ask to study the preservative bottle, the Preservation Bottle.

    Naturally, I also remember Yut.

    I just never expected that name to come out of Mel.

    "He was a listening student at this Vainamarinen School of Magic at one time. He''s not a regular student or a magician, but he''s a legendary man who dominated plant-related lectures and literature."

    "It is...... Surprisingly or naturally..."

    Either way, I''m having trouble reacting.

    "It''s just that you''re the head of the family, although it''s appropriate. I think it would mean someone in the vicinity, not in person."

    "No, thank God it was a total blind spot"

    Sure, it was a candidate I didn''t even think about.

    Acorn had a subtle look next door, but at this point, I decided not to see it.

    Yut began to think about what was to come.

    First, in the matter of Archeron, he discussed it with Captain Evan and Petra''s father and Folio-Farina''s hereditary senator, Pavel Chernov.

    Then we move on to Sejour, the king''s capital of the Rotosilt kingdom, and say no to King Alsace or the Chancellor before we go to Baron Anson''s territory.

    So we negotiate headhunting, and then we go back to Falve.

    Of course, if there is a call under the spell of Message, you must return to your territory immediately.

    Quite a hard schedule.

    "I''m sorry. On the contrary, I''d like you to do me a favor."

    "... what is it?

    I was painting such a blue picture, and it draws me back to reality with Dean Mel''s reluctant voice. I stopped running and listened frankly to a story that was completely unpredictable.

    "Apart from that, I have a magician I want you to introduce. No, just hope in person."

    "What does that mean?

    "It''s time for the person to come..."

    Just then. As if I had measured the timing, the dean''s office door was knocked.

    (Even when I first met Petra, you looked like this)

    I guess I can feel nostalgic even though it hasn''t been that long yet, because my impressions are completely different with her first meeting and now.

    "¡­¡­¡­¡­ this"

    The woman in the dean''s secretary brought me in as a witch with a full body of blackheads. Hands holding the spell document that seem important are covered with black leather gloves and you can''t even see your face because you''re wearing a hood.

    Looks like there''s a black lump.

    Intuitively I thought I was a witch because of my low height and the suspicion.

    Your body lines are gray and your skin is invisible. From a fine voice, age and gender were difficult to discern.

    "Um. Hello. Nice of you to come, Nice. This is the example of Yut Amaxa, the house of the Marquis of Istas, and his fianc¨¦e, Miss Akane Miki."

    "That''s what I meant by ''this'' earlier...?

    Akane remembers warfare.

    Whether it is to say hello beyond your imagination or to Mel, who has a flat conversation?

    That she didn''t even know herself.

    "She has a stunt. The fifth bookshelf from the back of the second floor of the library. What''s the title of the book on the far right of that third step?

    "... Oriental Drifting Photograph Version of Paul Azar"

    A cracked voice, but a clearer answer than earlier.

    Yut wonders if he can talk properly about the book. At the same time, I had the suspicion that he was simply too talkative to have a voice.

    "Read me that 153 page from the beginning."

    "''As already mentioned, Li Kutua consists of seven islands: Heavenly Hub, Heavenly Ki, Heavenly Sen, Heavenly Kwon, Jade Shock, Kaiyang, and Shaky Light. In the heavenly hub island we adrift was the tomb of an ancient great leader known as the Dragon Emperor. The clan that protects it...''"

    Fine.

    The black-crushed witch - apparently, she was a real woman - called Nice, who did the readings without catching a single sound, gets smaller on the couch.

    I was also curious about the content of the book, but now, it''s not the other way around.

    "In this way, she can remember perfectly if she is related to the book. So I''m entrusting the secretary."

    "Is that the one with the photo memory...?

    "I''ve heard of it..."

    That''s what I said about the ability to remember things like saving footage.

    Of course, in current interactions, the ability to do so has not been fully proven......

    "That''s why I introduced her to you, but I don''t ask you if you want to work in the library of the gods of knowledge."

    A black mass went up and down slightly.

    Apparently, he was nodding.

    "Oh......"

    The vessel is splendid, but the book is still in storage.

    It was not an urgent project, so I left it to Tertione and the others.

    "May I ask why?

    "I want to read"

    "... what?

    "A new book."

    Yut and Akane look at each other and then shift their gaze to Dean Mel.

    I was laughing.

    With a smile similar to giving up, that there is no treatment.

    In fact, communication skills are difficult, but abilities are broken. Definitely a good person as a clerk.

    Losing it would be painful even for him.

    But I can tell by just talking a little bit.

    That this black-squeezed witch named Nice won''t even move with her cunt until Yut nods.

    "Not right now, but as soon as you''re done taking over. Early in the day, I asked you to come here. In the meantime, decide what you need to do with your house, your salary, etc."

    Black chunks moved up and down again, and negotiations for talent acquisition were concluded.

 315 5. Gastronomic Baron

    Copy that. More freaks. This one, too, is in the middle of an operation. By the way, can we do a mock fight with the Egg Squad and the Hellenonian Temple Squad? The place is at Regra God''s Training Ground ''

    Looking at the reply to the spell of Message (Message) sent to Larsia, Yut took it to the couch to contemplate and put his hand on his chin.

    There is a limit of up to 140 characters in this spell, but less than half in this content. So I guess I''m deliberately laying low.

    Why a mock fight at this time?

    (To confirm, cut the schedule and go back to Falve once?

    The idea was fogged before it came out in my mouth.

    If you do that, it''s like saying there''s something. I don''t know if the Beasts will feel it, but I''ve never acted cautiously.

    "What happened?

    To the silent yuut, Akane, who sat almost closely asks modestly.

    Now she was wearing the same dress with many traditional designs as she had attended Eudit''s Tea Party. Deep blue accentuates the gorgeous beauty of the acorn.

    "Larsia seems to be thinking a lot."

    Instead of such a sentiment for her outfit, she caught up with the contents of the Message.

    As I told Larsia earlier from here, I have finished my errands in Folio-Farina and my roots in the Wang capital, and I am visiting the mansion of the baron of gastronomy.

    Now, in that modest room, alone with Acorn.

    Room conditioning is qualitative, but hospitality tea and tea treats are of high grade. It''s a sudden visit, but it definitely seems welcome.

    "A lot, specifically?

    "That''s it. But you''re probably setting a trap."

    "Didn''t Larsia have something to think about, too?

    "What do you mean?

    Yut was unexpectedly questioning his childhood friend, who nodded with a translational face.

    "Uh-huh."

    Should I say it, or not?

    It bothered me, but that wasn''t about that long.

    "Before, a brave man was kissed by Verga and slept, wasn''t he?

    "When they say that, you sound like a fairy tale. But that''s it?

    "At that time, there''s something wrong with everyone''s movements. In football, it''s like the command tower''s not here?

    "So it''s not revenge, but you''re gonna do something about it without me"

    In the first place, the current trend barely places the command tower itself - it doesn''t say anything extra, like that, but swallows what Akane tries to say.

    I guess that''s something to welcome.

    "But you''re restless because you feel like you''re being hubbed..."

    "How close are we..."

    When I was slightly pulled, I was kind of embarrassed.

    mouth another thing I have noticed so as to mislead it.

    "If that''s true, then the existence of Zhuyin has nothing to do with my being kicked out of Falv."

    "Ugh."

    You must have remembered the tragedy then - I think so myself - with the face of a thin makeup acorn stained with shame.

    Behaviourally suspicious, turn right, look left and cough one up.

    "Sometimes you wanted to be sweet."

    And calmly - or reopen - I said so.

    "I don''t want to blame you for anything."

    "That''s good. I don''t think I woke up with a new hobby in Val''s honeymoon."

    "Since when did you originally think I wasn''t s?

    "What... what...?

    Such a conversation where there is no other love that only these two can do in the Brewers. That''s asexually happy, laughing together.

    Unexpectedly, Acorn tried to snap Yut''s cheek and reflexively tried to disturb it, intertwining the visitors'' fingers.

    Such a childlike twitch lasts for a few minutes, and Yut speaks to his fianc¨¦e''s girl as a childhood friend with a serious look.

    "I''m glad you''re paying attention, but I don''t think Val would be happy either if I didn''t hesitate."

    "Right."

    They smiled gently at each other, their lips overlapping - on the brink of it, the sound of a knock echoed.

    "Go ahead."

    There are no earlier remnants of Yut''s expressions that responded quickly. The same goes for Acorn, who perfectly corrected his residence.

    Even a good butler who came in between refrains doesn''t seem to notice anything.

    "Thank you for waiting. I will lead you to our Lord."

    "Say hello."

    Stand up responding with care not to be transgressive.

    Yut is a guardian lord, roughly equal to the baron. In the meantime, he is the housekeeper of the Marquis Istus family, so he is treated as superior to Baron Anson.

    That''s why we don''t have a taste for prestige.

    Escorting acorns in blue dresses, it was the dining room that got there.

    "Welcome to my home. You are most welcome."

    On a big, round face, a thick neck to support it. And a torso that doubts proximity. That''s the whole picture of the baron of gastronomy.

    Next, the wife of the baron of gastronomy, his eldest son and spouse, are introduced in turn. Skinny, except for our Lord, was oddly impressive.

    "Baron Anson, forgive my sudden visit"

    "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

    "Thank you. And this is my fianc¨¦e, Akane Miki."

    "Whoa. Goddess, I''m so honored to see you again."

    Kneel to the acorn and start praying. It may be human virtue that makes you feel strange and loving.

    "Ah, yes. Hi, it''s been a while."

    When we first met, we were pulling everything we could.

    Compared to that, I''m making as much progress as I can get a loving laugh.

    Nevertheless, we can''t even leave it alone.

    "Today, I asked for a favor."

    "Oh, oh. Right. But I want you to eat first."

    "Pleasure."

    Thanks to Yut getting in between, dinner begins.

    "It may not be enough for both of you, but I hope you enjoy building your minds."

    Clean tablecloths, polished dishes.

    And the dishes that are brought in one after the other - the salad of warm vegetables and steamed chickens boiled with root vegetables and broccoli, the roasting of several kinds of zivier and the stewing of wine from river fish - are of a high level at a glance.

    "Whoa, this is"

    Yut, mouthful of wine from an aperitif, accidentally raised his voice.

    "Do you understand?"

    "Elven Wine, isn''t it? It''s pretty old, too."

    It doesn''t go as far as to describe a specific region, but both incense and deep richness are out of step with normal objects. Tastes second only to what was produced in the feast Divine Feast.

    "Because it''s a friend''s favorite"

    "Your friend has a good hobby."

    My friend is a meadow species (Magner)... I don''t even need to tell you that.

    "A wine reputation is like a nobleman."

    "Zhu Yin, too."

    "I don''t want to hear the truth."

    Yes, in response to Yut''s counterattack, the visitor girl reached for a broken roast. It''s good to be able to eat what you want appropriately because it comes out at once, not course dishes.

    "This is quite..."

    I guess it''s a better way to handle it down there.

    Full of wildness and strong flavor, but never uncomfortable. On the contrary, it seems as if they are reminded that this is what meat is supposed to taste like.

    It has no flavor and has a firm flavor.

    "Oh, my God, not yet."

    I just have an advantage in knowledge and rarity. Again, when it comes to cooking, it''s no match for a real job.

    "And the sauce... Oh, maybe."

    "You''ve been noticed!

    A gastronomic baron who found himself aiming at acorns that changed his complexion - no, I must have been paying attention from the start. Hidden flavors, whether or not you notice.

    "For the sauce, you''re using soy sauce, right?

    "Exactly, exactly"

    "I was really surprised by that black seasoning."

    "Yes, it''s very different than without."

    Next to the admiration of the women of the Baron Anson family, he was still in his 20s and the son of the gastronomic baron also nodded silently.

    Apparently, everyone has one word in their food.

    (Let''s leave it all to the acorns to talk about cooking)

    Yut is so determined.

    And the dinner party went according to that thought.

    "So here''s what I asked you about today..."

    In anticipation of the time when the meal had gone through a paragraph, he cut to the point to the gastronomic baron, who seemed to have grown up once and for all.

    In advance, I have given you a letter of introduction from Dean Mel.

    For the use of sacred soil, you should know what it means to send people familiar with agriculture to the Marquis of Istas.

    "It''s been 200 years since our first generation, and we''ve been corrupt about improving the diet of our people."

    The baron of gastronomy speaks out as he wipes his mouth with a napkin.

    Though seemingly irrelevant, both Yut and Akane, who had previously held his stomach in agony, were magically heard.

    "That and this, believe that food is the source of life that makes the body and nurtures the spirit. I am convinced that food is the joy of life. And it''s also our secret pride that we''ve never starved our people in 200 years."

    Naturally as a lord, he added, the gastronomic baron cut the word once.

    It seems slightly exaggerated, but I have no objection to that creed. As the same ruler, you should apprentice.

    "This time, by the grace of the gods, we see nothing more than a good opportunity to spread this thought throughout the kingdom. Always send a good selection."

    "Thank you. Again, because it seems difficult not to be an expert. Oh, my God, that helps."

    When he heard the words, Yut exhaled relieved that it was worth asking Dean Mel.

    So, I guess.

    You know, I even talked about the extras.

    "Whatever, when used poorly, it grows too fast, to the point that it withers away"

    "Noooooo!

    Shouts with lots of doings and obstructions. The gastronomic baron who emitted it rose up in momentum.

    The Great Mage, who encounters numerous monsters, defeats even the sub-gods and demigods, and even retreats from the spiral of despair (Leliulia), rounds his eyes.

    "Well, how long has it been?

    "Depending on the conditions, is normal wheat enough to bear fruit in a month?"

    "Noooooo!

    Shouts with lots of doings and obstructions. The gastronomic baron who emitted it came running to momentum.

    "So, aren''t you all you can do about varietal improvements and more!

    "Oh, oh...... Sure, when they say so."

    Until now, the idea has not been at all.

    It may be because I assumed that breed improvement would be done in a place like a laboratory.

    "By the way, do you have any crops or anything left that have ever been experimented on there?

    "Oh well...... Just in case, in a preservation bottle..."

    After I said it, I didn''t think this was a good idea, but it''s too late.

    "Save the bottle? I wonder what that is."

    If that giant forced me, I had no choice but to talk washingly.

    "Oh my God, oh my God..."

    Hearing about the function of the preservation bottle - if it is about a year, it can be preserved without rotting the food - like a priest convinced of God''s reality, a gastronomic baron who kneels and trembles with emotion.

    (No, God exists)

    Nor is Yut calm. Acorns, too, won''t change that much.

    "Brent!"

    "Ha, Father"

    When I recover from oblivion, I call my son''s name sharply.

    "Baron Anson''s housekeeper came from this moment on. More encouragement but better"

    It was also a declaration by the baron of gastronomy himself that he would go to the Marquis of Istas.

    That''s right. That''s what I''m talking about.

    "Yes, sir."

    - Before that, an agreement was exchanged between the parties.

    "But the title of the baron of gastronomy is not conceded. Take it from my father."

    "Ha, not necessarily"

    Will this also be an inspiring goodbye for parents and children......?

    (Did the baron of gastronomy call himself...)

    But Yut, who was present, was thinking something completely different.

    And that''s the same for acorns.

    But make that one point, I can''t say I''m the two I feel comfortable with.

    Because if you were here, you would have had the same sentiment as whoever it was.

 316 6. Ravage Operations (Previous)

    With regard to this Beastman case, like the one that came down and sprung up, was there a consciousness in Larsia, "Let''s do something about it without Yut"?

    This was a question that could not be answered in person.

    At least, this meadow race (Magner) did not do so consciously.

    He sent his best friend out of his territory, as I said during the meeting, as part of the operation. To bring out the beasts and reveal the purpose of the enemy.

    In that sense, it can be said that both Yut and Akane have been over-read in depth.

    Larsia was to direct the operation because it was the brightest in Hardenturm''s geography and had the highest number of men.

    And because Alcia was in need of Veterinary Disease (Lycanthropia) treatment, she also wanted to avoid any further burdens. Besides, I was doing her another favor.

    Because of that situation, Valtrude or Exile. Or you can''t leave it to Jonah.

    But this would also be a reason for postponement.

    "I''m going to make you regret getting your hands on a city with a cute niece. Heh heh heh..."

    In the end, personal resentment - it''s just resentment.

    At least, the upper management of the Marquis Istas family understood that. Then I didn''t say anything, because it''s only natural for meadow species to move for personal reasons.

    Instead, if they told me that it was for justice or for public welfare, etc., I would have looked up to heaven and had a hunch about the end of the world.

    "Hmm. I knew Mainz was going to be okay."

    Underground of a certain whorehouse in Hardenturm.

    The Lord of the Throne, set in a dim basement, glanced at the report sent in Message and nodded satisfactorily, as he thought.

    A safe house used as a home by Larsia when she dominated the society behind Hardenturm. Now, this was the command post for Operation Animal Man.

    Even so, all personnel are paying, and he''s the only one.

    "Well, it''s hard for an Orc to get into a dwarf."

    This is for two reasons.

    One is simply a matter of appearance.

    Even though they are beasts, they usually - narrowly - look just like humans. Even though the population has grown in relation to various deals, there is no way to stand out in a city full of dwarves.

    The other is due to Dwarf''s resistant pedigree characteristics to poison and disease. Not at all diseased, but most of the time a robust body resists and doesn''t even possess a beast before it beasts.

    In other words, I wasn''t originally worried because choosing Mainz as a latent destination is a high-risk low return.

    Still, I sent Petra and Ritna to make sure everything was okay.

    The same is true of leaving the villages in the hands of the Knights of the Rock Giants (Jarloot), leaving Valtrude and Jonah in the parade to Falve, who would be prevented first by the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil minister exclusion.

    Although the Kera Forest is not entirely complete, the investigation was under way by a vigilante group of Zinga and Dragon Men (Draconut).

    The Beasts are still in Hardenturm.

    If you get that certainty, all you have to do is transfer it to execution.

    "And now you''re stuffed."

    Before Larsia, the map of Hardenturm had been widened.

    It''s not just a map. Regina, no, even if King Alsace saw it, he''d turn his eyes in amazement, a detailed map.

    Of course, it is a few steps inferior to the maps imagined by Yut and Akane. But in light of this common sense of the Brewers, we can call it perfect.

    A map that can be made because Larsia unites the back society, has an organization that also penetrates the real society, and has the power to fly in the sky. There will be no more than some magic equipment (magic items) or natural magic (nature magic) by nature worshippers (Druids).

    A captive operation based on that map.

    Many pawns are placed on the map,

    That can only be called man-made sea tactics.

    However, Adventurers are also hired to count and qualify for reinforcements from the Guards of Hardenturm, the Temple of Helenonia, a man-made sea tactic supported by Larsian umbrella bandits (Rogues) with land records.

    "Well, we''ve got the last piece."

    Send instructions to your oldest companions in Message to complete the placement.

    "You''ll regret it to death."

    Larsia laughs invincibly at the throne.

    That was a blurry smile, "I don''t know which one is the villain," if there was a yut on this occasion.

    "Come on, do it."

    Hardenturm wrapped in silence at night.

    There was a group of fully armed men moving through it early.

    Alena Norstin, at the forefront, has a long sword (long sword) on her hips, a large steel shield (large shield), and hardened herself to full body armor (plate armor).

    A magical weapon, conceded from the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia.

    The time has finally come for it to come into play.

    No, the Temple of Helenonia in Falve. Let the whole body know what it''s capable of.

    A ban on night out had been notified by the Council for several days.

    So I don''t mind if I don''t get to know the results directly. You can''t involve unrelated people, and justice is something that spreads naturally.

    Besides, when this operation is over, I''m also waiting for a mock fight with the Knights of the Rock Giants.

    Neither can they look unusual.

    "... here it is."

    A lantern with a "Light Fire" spell on the ball of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) illuminated the map at hand.

    Designated by Larsia, search point. It was determined by analyzing the information on the front side compiled by him and the council - mainly Regina - that unites the back society.

    Their rep is an abandoned warehouse in the harbour district, which is said to be one of the greatest destiny. Half decayed. Step in there carefully - I didn''t do anything like that.

    "In the name of" ever-winning ¡±Helenonia, it is a plea of guilty to evil!

    Enter the abandoned warehouse from the front, while at the same time stating a dignified mouth.

    Not only Alaina, but they are all equipped with metal armor, so covert action is impossible. If so, the thing is that being square is more morale.

    But the proclamation just overlapped the waves of the night. Yin - Beyond abandoned crates and garbage that seems to have been brought in by the people - there is no response from.

    "Do it!

    The priests who serve Helenonia scatter around, following the instructions of Allena.

    Instead of pulling out his sword, he took the bottle out of the cloth bag he was putting on his hips and sprinkled the contents around him.

    Reflecting the lantern lighting, the liquid dances in the dark night.

    This is another request from Larsia to Arsia.

    He watched the legacy of the beast repelling water, preparing holy water and deploying it to the task force.

    It worked.

    "Guaaah."

    Intimidation or agony? Or both? Suddenly, from the shadows of things, a half-beast and a half monster show up screaming.

    "That''s quite enough, Lord Larsia."

    Alaina stepped forward while sending praise that it was as the grassland species read it.

    No, that''s not all.

    He storms as he unleashes his demonized long sword and uses a spring all over his body to swing it down as hard as he can.

    A full-bodied blow that doesn''t think about defense.

    "Grrrrrr"

    Slash and tear the beast possessed elbow, and now it is the undisputed voice of agony that rises. Alaina was defenseless shortly after the attack, but this is not where we fight back.

    But it''s also a long way from pushing you out of action.

    Plus, it''s not a silver weapon, so it''s not completely effective.

    "Either way, we need help. It''s just fine!

    Yes. Except for the beast man who was the source of the infection. Killing doesn''t have an ex or a child.

    The colleagues who took a look at her superiority continue their search for beast possession by spraying holy water.

    "There''s something in the corner!

    "Guaaah."

    "Even from here!

    Three beast possessors then emerge, presenting the appearance of a turmoil.

    "It is a gathering!

    Following Allena''s command, the diocesan knights (paladins) and clerics of Hellenonia gathered in a circle. If the neighbor''s buddy attacks, he attacks at the right time, and if the beast possessor wields his nails, he follows them with a shield.

    That method of warfare is not flashy.

    I mean, steadfastness.

    Strong bleeding on half beast half beast possessors while supporting each other.

    Never go deep. Or so, I won''t allow you to leave.

    Cut off the limbs so that no fatal injuries are inflicted. Now, before it regenerates, it causes damage.

    But Alana and the others focused on defense.

    Just because you''ve suffered a wound doesn''t mean you''ll always be infected with Veterinary Disease. But it is also true that it is possible, and for that matter the burden on the Arsians will be greater.

    Troops such as other guards and adventurers won''t be that distracted.

    Then we must do it ourselves alone.

    Never kill the other person. Do not hurt yourself.

    They accomplished that difficult task.

    First, how the first beast possessor to be attacked by Allena falls to the floor of an abandoned warehouse. A vapor-like bamboo stood up and transformed itself into a man of opposite poverty.

    No, the other way around.

    The transformation was solved and returned to its original appearance.

    "Three more bodies. Until the end, we''ll make sure of it!

    It took time, but the rest of the beast possessors were also able to push them out of combat.

    Similar sights are being played out there in Hardenturm. Larsia''s, as you wish.

    The siege net narrowed gradually, and the tissue behind it, which was then diving deep, was then also picked, while the beasts were definitely pushed.

 317 7. Ravage Operation (After)

    In the darkness, the shadows are awesome.

    It should be traveling at more than double the normal speed, but there is no sound and few signs can be felt. If you look away, you''ll manage to realize that''s a bunch of people.

    They were the beasts who infiltrated Hardenturm, spreading Veterinary Disease (Lycanthropia), and tried to plunge into confusion.

    Knowing that fact should convince them of what they are doing to conquer the darkness. Perhaps more sophisticated than any other unit that is driving beast possession (Lycanslope) on the ground.

    Undisturbed covert behavior, however, might appear hilarious at the side.

    Because we avoid chasers searching the ground and are forced to flee in the sewers.

    "I didn''t know this was gonna be easy to hunt down."

    The scoundrel rat (Warrat) precedes him and the other beasts stop at once. At that time, a werewolf man muttered unexpectedly.

    Although it now takes a human form - the smell is too harsh and there are problems in other forms - its splendid body catches the eye.

    The thickness, for example, is not comparable to that of Exile, but the muscle mass is not suffocating. If it took the form of a half-man half-beast, the violence would be the one embodied.

    "I guess that means I missed the draw."

    "I can''t possibly pull it off."

    To the words of the werewolf, the men of Man Tiger and Bear answer quietly. All as sturdy as a werewolf.

    "It hurt that you got an ass in the first place. That fox was totally behind it."

    "I don''t know what else to say."

    Initially, it was planned to simply increase the number of handkerchiefs called beast possession and gather the power of war before beeping up. It turned out to be a rumor, but conversely, to that extent. The operation has progressed well.

    But the second stage.

    In other words, one hand aimed at the upper levels of the Marquis Istas family was the beginning of the collapse.

    Leave the veterinary patient alone and the Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch) will emerge for treatment.

    That was good, but I couldn''t get one scratch on it and I had to be knocked down, leading to this fugitive play.

    If you think about it now, all you can say is that you were looking at them too sweetly for as much as you wanted.

    Whatever, the enemy took the Reiki Empress...

    "No problem. We''re leaving."

    The dwarfed rat cut off the reflections and regrettable thoughts of the beasts.

    I don''t put it in my mouth, but I finally get my chest down that I can get out of this sewer - so bad that it''s not comparable to Falv''s.

    But the relief didn''t last long.

    "Like I said."

    A heavy bass bus echoes the silence of the night.

    Unexpectedly, the clouds that were blocking the moonlight cleared.

    As if there were light gathered there, the Lord of his voice illuminates.

    Larsia''s strongest card on the ground now appears.

    "That''s a lot to do."

    There was no flaw in the rat man''s reconnaissance.

    Really, just now. Exiles appeared the moment the beasts escaped from the sewer to the ground.

    The Knights of the Rock Giants (Jarloot) are certainly positioned in the villages in preparation for the beast possessors. That''s true.

    Exile himself, however, does not always have to act with it. For example, it can be called in secret.

    "For once, say it. If you don''t resist, you won''t have to look into your painful eyes."

    Silence.

    But the beastification that began simultaneously became, above all, an eloquent response.

    Clothes bounce and fly, muscles expand several times, and biological weapons such as nails and fangs emit swordswallowing glow.

    "Right. Well, I didn''t even think I''d be able to tell you what was behind it."

    Spike Flail, rolled out with an arm swing that can be described as unmade, arrives looking for the Beast Man.

    "Guaaaa."

    A werewolf stopped it with claws on both arms.

    - And I thought for a moment.

    "A...?

    Anchor-like pointy tips destroyed the claws, smashing their skulls and blowing their heads off.

    "Gathering information isn''t my role."

    But they haven''t seen the end of the road. The moment Exile waves Spike Flail, he''s off the battlefield.

    The attempt, or if Valtrude had been the opponent, could have been successful. Therefore, the choice of the beasts is not a mistake. Given their mandate, they won''t even hit the accusation that it''s a flimsy affair.

    "Hmm."

    But they were bad.

    Sharpen the momentum down Spike Flail forcefully with muscle strength, swinging once again to the horizontal giraffe. That was an attack, but it was not intended to kill.

    A weapon linked to a chain that reaches up to 10 meters away was aimed at foot payment.

    I mean, like rope jumping rope.

    Except that''s Exile''s Spike Flail.

    It was Spike Flail, who pushed the spider subgod Ig Nus-Zad and crushed the giant beast Talaskus.

    The human tiger and the bear were swept away by a whirlwind that flew in with great momentum, and the dwarfed rat had his whole body blown up despite the foot payment.

    "Is it over?"

    I''m not saying it''s boring, but that''s what I''m saying Exile.

    The Beasts may have had a better battle to challenge from the front. Perhaps - rather than be sure - the time to the end of the situation is only slightly different to the extent that it extends.

    "You really ended up without me."

    "I''m not."

    Yut, who finished hearing the backdrop of the big catch from Larsia in the office and returned from Baron Anson''s territory, gave that impression.

    The damage seemed minor, and a welcome development if it should have been. This meadow race (Magner) is also what I think it is...

    Just a little.

    Yeah. Just a little bit, I missed you.

    Although I would never admit it because it would only make fun of me if I spoke.

    "In the sense of being outside a mosquito net, so am I."

    "Fukanthin"

    In the end, Valtrude brought a desk into Yut''s office. And soon Jonah, sitting on the lap of the Great Mage (Arch Mage), speaks of dissatisfaction.

    In particular, the Albino girl had banged her desk and described it as not rampant enough with her whole body.

    "But I was relieved that the damage ended without spreading"

    To the four gathered in this room, Kagra, a Japanese samurai serving rare matcha tea from the East, mouths an extremely moderate sentiment. The existence of such common sense people is precious.

    Of course, both Valtrude and Jonah are talking on the assumption that all the victims could be saved and there were no victims.

    "Thanks"

    "No, there is no extermination."

    He bows his head to Yut''s words and moves to the corner of the room to avoid interrupting the story.

    "Dirty......"

    "Look, you can eat my share of sweets, too."

    "Ahem."

    "Yes, sir."

    To Jonah, who opens her mouth like a little bird, she threw in a dough of tea and sweets.

    Unlike when he ate a curry on Earth, Valtrude, who lined up his desk next to his husband, stares at it at the leisure of his real wife. The edge of my lips, though slightly trembling.

    "The texture is interesting"

    "Cuckoo. Cuckoo."

    After a tongue drum on the rare tea and treats, I return to the earlier story.

    "Says he didn''t show up. Because you two are spares. Because if they were stronger or something unexpected happened, I''d call them."

    That''s what I''m saying.

    At the very least, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) pointed his mouth out that he wanted to go as far as an Arussian escort.

    Being a necessity and a weekpoint, she knows she was well surrounded by protection. Also, even though there are few means to attack divine spells directly, none of them are.

    I know that situation, but I guess I miss you outside the mosquito net, just like Yut.

    "Right in the first place. Don''t you think it''s a good idea for a lord to come forward?

    "But that''s me"

    Dauntlessly - only slightly bigger lately - I assure you that there is no room for straining your chest and pinching any questions.

    In a sobering manner, both Yut and Larsia nearly nodded.

    "No, no, no. Well, normally, you can''t. Mr. Kagra wants you to think about this brain muscle common sense."

    "Because I don''t think so!

    Words of immediate flying denial.

    Anyway.

    "By the way, what would Yut have done?

    "Oh...... Well, the basics would be, like, Larsia. However, standing in front was the Holy Beast called in the Invitation of the Ceiling Lion (Beastlands)."

    Lions who chased away crystal-eating monsters (quartz beasts) in the mines of Mainz and flirted with dragon men''s armies in Li Kutua.

    If they are beasts living in heaven, they will not suffer from veterinary disease. It would also be easy to discover the latent beast possession with its superior senses.

    In that case, the clergy of the Temple of Helenonia and others will be placed as reserve forces. I should have stayed just to get you ready in case something happened.

    "I see. That''s safer."

    "But that sounds just like Valtrude."

    Sometimes it will also be necessary for people in positions, such as lords, to be up front. Don''t deny it.

    But...

    "If that happens, it''s going to rob Alana and the others of their place of action. And even if it''s off limits, it could have caused anxiety to the people in the city."

    There are such problems, but I still believe that this is the most efficient.

    Sure, it''s good to be efficient.

    However, the situation is unhealthy that it is best to do it all alone.

    Or you can''t let them jump into obvious danger. Besides, Valtrude, who is at peace in the rear, is still something different.

    Balance around here would be a challenge for the future.

    "But you were an assassin from the Verga Empire."

    "I''m buying a lot of grudges, and it doesn''t feel like the prime suspect was the killer."

    Information obtained from the beasts captured by Exile.

    Some of it was far from being tied up.

    "I am a believer in the Goddess of Death and Magic. We can get information from the dead."

    - There was also a reliable dialogue that did not hinder the collection of information.

    In conclusion, those beasts were the men of the "Wandering Warrior¡± Burgler, who seemed to have attacked us as part of the successor war.

    There was an intention to appeal to legitimacy not only by taking advantage of the conflict within the Verga Empire, but also by killing the Yuts, which caused the Empress to return to heaven.

    Of course, it would have included personal vengeance.

    They seemed to be specialized units in carrying out sabotage operations, and their hands were extended inside and out, such as letting Archeron''s children escape from under the Sahagin Pirate King.

    "Well, that''s Special Forces. It''s not a glimmer, is it?"

    "Hmm?"

    Listen to Larsia''s acclaim and Valtrude jumps up that beautiful brow.

    "Isn''t that it?

    "Of course."

    Albino girl''s eyes glistened as she saw the meadow race to answer instantly.

    While looking at it funny, Larsia mouths the total finish of the operation.

    "I see. You know what?"

    Yuut who listens to that story sunshine and is good at it all connected.

    The next stage of simulated battle between the Knights of the Rock Giants and the Temple of Helenonia was imminent a few days later.

 318 8. God of Power Training Grounds

    Over the sky, there is a bright blue sky that cannot be served by paint. It was sunny as blessing that peace had come.

    When I''m in the sun, that''s all I feel as sunny. It''s the Brewers sun, so maybe there''s a blessing from King Source.

    "Ugh...... That went well."

    Looking around the audience, Yut nodded satisfactorily.

    This is an arena co-located in the training ground of the God of Power.

    As a ritual of thanksgiving to God, a mock battle was about to take place between the Cathedral Knights (Paladins) of the Temple of Helenonia, led by Valtrude, and the Knights of the Rock Giants (Jarloot), led by Exile.

    The stand is also filled with an audience that has been transferred from Falv to Dal-Lukash to a major event that we have been announcing for some time.

    But unexpectedly, there is less stirring. Does that mean they''re all watching over you with a spit on you?

    To be a football field, a somewhat narrow field.

    Cathedral knight on its right hand side. The Rock Titans were in a fighting position in a way that was opposite it.

    Though they said they''d lead, that''s a formal story. It''s only like a commander - a director when it comes to football - in a step-by-step position. Fully armed, but not in direct combat.

    If those two were to join the war, it would be quicker to settle with one hit, so it''s natural.

    Yuut, who browses those two sets of fights, is above the main stand side when it comes to football stadiums. I was arranging a space for the organizers.

    It''s like a balcony. It''s a privileged spot to watch. Arcia sits next to him and Yona on his lap. Acorn is scheduled to rendezvous a little late.

    A short distance away are also seats in Larsia and Ritna.

    The seats lie in the bench, even in the seats, in a misguided style.

    "Time to start?

    "Right."

    I nod to my fianc¨¦e''s words as I check my time on my phone.

    Both speak of the feast Divine Feast at the hands of Alcia, and morale is very high.

    Too much time won''t be good either.

    Because there are still main events left.

    "Look, just get out of the way"

    Put your hand under the albino girl''s armpit and get it off her knees.

    "Ugh."

    He became dissatisfied and raised his voice, but as soon as he passed to Alcia, he became an adult. I seem to have decided that any more selfishness is dangerous.

    While I don''t think it''s going to tighten up, Yut moves on to the front of the organizer space. A robe flipped showing that he was a good sorcerer.

    It became like a terrace. I rode myself out of there and glanced under my eyes.

    "Now we start a mock fight!

    Declare concisely for a total of about 20 warriors to be aligned in the field. At the same time, the bell sounded from the city of Falve.

    "Assault!"

    Order number one.

    It was the Knights of the Rock Giants who took the lead and set it in motion. Weapon with both hands and penetrate with rage.

    Exile, who gave the order, seemed satisfied, and Valtrude, who was controlled by the foreman, was staring at the battlefield with a sinister face.

    force as embodied in violence. Like a bandit one day, a rock giant can just storm and panic.

    The Hellenonian Virgin, who could only watch, held her hand unconsciously for a long time.

    The army doesn''t need tactics.

    It is one side of the truth, and if we replace it with something that has power over the great army, the rock giants apply exactly to it.

    wield all the power they have.

    It''s just that it''s a threat and it''s hard to fight it simply.

    Of course, they can''t just storm either.

    Using throws forged in La Gu and elsewhere, it would not be impossible to unilaterally defeat them from a distance.

    But the Knights of the Rock Giants didn''t choose it.

    There are things that don''t suit sex, but I don''t think Regra God will bless that choice. I''m not going to serve such a battle.

    That was their insistence.

    "It''s time to settle down and deal with it!

    Its heart is the same on the side of the Temple of Hellenonia.

    Raise the demonized Longsword (Longsword) that you also used to capture the beast possession (Lycanslope), and Allena Norstin calms down her men''s Cathedral Knights.

    I followed that call and intercepted the rock giants in a formation that had been predetermined.

    Both armies clash.

    Strength and strength. Meat and meat. Steel and steel.

    A rock giant spear (Hulbert) puts a hole in the formation, and the Cathedral Knight quickly fills it and uses his shield to stop the onslaught.

    One after the other, the rock giants, who became messengers of violence, become the arrows of the second arrow and the third arrow, smashing the solid barrier.

    Confrontation of contradictions and contradictions.

    "Kuha."

    Cathedral knights who are defeated in formation and poke their knees. Though it should have been dense, the distance from your buddies leaves you and your polished gear in disastrous condition.

    On this occasion, armaments rose to the spear.

    But neither are the rock giants, who have shown their destructive power, injuries not great, but they are not something they can attack forever. Always, reach the limit.

    And although the shield was also beaten, it did not completely collapse.

    "The three of us will team up after the treatment and fight it."

    Warriors of the Temple of Helenonia recovered by the power of healing "Hands" granted by God by the Cathedral Knight. There is no colour in those eyes to give up, and you have not lost your fighting spirit.

    The Cathedral Knights, divided into three groups as instructed by Alaina, respond to the power of the Rock Titans with numbers and collaboration.

    Of course, both armies are equal in number.

    However, by skillfully positioning and measuring distance, we create a numerical advantage.

    Besides, the Knights of the Rock Giants have difficulty defending themselves where the crowd matches. The warriors of the Temple of Helenonia managed to squeeze the first shot and dragged themselves to the battlefield they were good at.

    Not flashy, but solid, to the war of attrition.

    "I''ll do both"

    "Blah, if you''re Val or Egg, you''re going to win both of them,"

    "Didn''t the lord tell you not to work hard alone or something?

    "It''s personal."

    Larsia, who rose from her bench, moves next to Yut to see the simulation. There is no point in seeking consistency in what the grassland species say.

    "But it hurts that the Rock Titans couldn''t win the lead."

    "Right. When this happens, Alaina is strong enough to recover with a divine spell"

    Just as the Knights of the Rock Giants dared to assault with their own pride, so did the Cathedral Knights employ an operation to make the most of their strengths.

    That decision wasn''t supposed to be a big one.

    Because we''re just like admitting we''re no match for the Rock Titans.

    A cheer boils down from the audience to the battle between the two armies.

    Regra God will also be illuminating that battle, which has exhausted its dying power.

    But there were also those who defied it.

    Two shadows jump out of the audience and descend onto the field. Changed during that journey, two wolf-headed human monsters head down to rock giants and cathedral knights at explosive speeds.

    They''re in battle, they can''t react.

    They in battle.

    "I''ve been waiting for you."

    With a mouthful of mouth as if expecting it, Valtrude blows up the unity of the werewolf with an assault and takes another attack with a shield integrated with his hand.

    The Horseman of Heaven (White Knight) also pulls out his sword, and if he doesn''t let him do it, he stands still.

    Exile also had Spike Flail, but he didn''t turn up.

    "Gaaaaaa"

    Mixed screams of werewolves irritability.

    The prospect of infecting the veterinary disease (Lycanthropia) and causing confusion suddenly thwarted, so I couldn''t help it. In the meantime, his companions were quickly driven out of combat, and his proud claws, which had smashed all enemies, were taken lightly.

    Besides, that opponent is a thin, small, beautiful girl. The beauty of the wolf also made sense.

    Because it can''t even be comforting.

    But in a way, he was still lucky.

    The effects of the Feast spell include providing strong resistance to poisons and diseases, naturally including veterinary diseases.

    Their manoeuvres are doomed to frustration from the beginning. Because I couldn''t help knowing that.

    "Die."

    Still, it''s not over.

    A remaining beast man in the audience beasts and at the same time acts of violence against the surrounding audience.

    I felt it.

    How does it feel to have torn meat?

    But that''s all.

    The audience is still there. intact.

    No, in the first place, what does it mean not to scream and not to run away in this situation?

    An audience of hallucinations that act not only on vision but on all five senses, created by the Complete Phantom (Mirage Fact).

    Even if I didn''t hit the specific spell name, I understood I was in a trap.

    "If you''re dumb, you won''t be humiliated."

    Yes, the audience all vanished at the same time as Yut''s voice sounded.

    Three remaining beasts, who royally stand in the audience. The appearance becomes dewy.

    "It''s weirder to see through the real hallucinations of the Great Mage."

    Sincerely, Yut said to comfort him.

    More absurd. It was only then that he also had the confidence not to cause suspicion even in a state where the audience was all like the baron of gastronomy.

    Strict security prevented us from entering the arena until a simulated battle began. Besides, there was the ¡°setting¡± that the Beasts sent the audience directly from the inaccessible Falv, and none of the "Wandering Warriors¡± ''men had a chance to notice the trap.

    Larsia drafted a two-tier plan that lured her in brilliantly.

    Big catch done in Hardenturm. I didn''t think that would be the end of it. The beasts captured by Exile, so to speak.

    of fate. They escaped and are now trapped again.

    It was for this reason that Acorn and I were supposed to rendezvous later.

    "Surrender is not necessary. Anyway, when we get out of here, the injury will heal."

    It can also be described as cruel, the proclamation of Yut.

    "Elemental Missile - Enhancer!

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    Ranged attack that was unleashed on the signal.

    Forgot me and shot through the barbed werewolf, pushing him lightly and out of combat. Particularly crimped was Larsia, with four arrows instantly released, two pierced in each eye.

    "I used a magical silver arrow, but it didn''t make much sense."

    Only one, the Fox Man (Warfox), remains in the audience.

    But I''m not lost in the Fox Man.

    Fulfill your mission.

    For a believing God.

    "My God, Murgoosh! Give yourself strength -" I am Divine One "!

    So praying, the flesh of the fox man was enveloped in a pitch-black light.

    The divine spell of the Fourth Staircase, which unloads divine power into its body and gains supernatural physical and vital power, further strengthens the powerful beast man, even if only.

    Go on, jump.

    Flew to the organizer seat, as if running through the sky.

    Just because you are a people of the Verga Empire does not mean that you should worship other gods. But Yut and Arsia are slow to react to the name of their god, which they rarely hear.

    "Hmm."

    There, the chain broke out.

    Exile, who was on the field, stretches Spike Flail out one glance and fires a smashing blow to the Fox Man''s spine.

    Fatal injuries.

    My body wrecks miserably, scattering substances that are neither blood nor meat.

    But the fox keeps moving as if he''s not in pain. Walking slowly, but definitely approaching. As if it were an immortal monster.

    "Don''t stop by."

    Ritna puts a dagger in both hands and wields both swords without mistake.

    It cleaved thick fur and muscles and dropped one arm to the ground.

    Still, the Fox Man''s walk never stops. I''m just getting closer so I''m not feeling any pain or anything.

    - Towards Arusia.

    "Alcia, back off!

    Yut stands on that path.

    I have doubts and doubts, but I don''t live in such a way that I don''t move here.

    "Yut!?"

    "Yona, please!

    "Disintegrator"

    psychic power that breaks staggering thoughts.

    A green ray emitted from Jonah''s fingertips pierced the fox man''s flesh and made a big hole in his belly.

    "My God, Murgoosh! Allow me to dedicate myself!

    Still, the Fox head to Arusia. Other than that, I don''t see it. Already, the spirit has overtaken the flesh. Even the wounds are coming to an end, and there is no shortage of heart.

    The madness that Arcia transmits from an emotion-sensitive ring that keeps her skin away.

    to its heat and mass, temporarily forgetting that it is a battlefield.

    But that doesn''t last long either.

    "Disintegrator"

    A second ray of destruction, emitted beyond its limits.

    A temporary depletion of mental power causes the Albino girl to fall, and the meadow race takes it.

    So finally, the Mad Fox completely vanished. Nor do the characteristics of the arena extend to the absence of objects to be recovered.

    "Ugh..."

    Worst of all, Yut, who was preparing to close in the Coffin of Reason (Forskofin), exhaled in relief. I didn''t feel seriously in crisis, but unforeseen circumstances made me rise.

    "Alcia, are you hurt?

    "I''m fine though..."

    Targeted to the end, Alcia was responding reflexively. I haven''t even noticed earlier that they only called me by name.

    Murgoosh.

    An evil god who tried to close the world to darkness by putting the sun in his eyes with terrible power to stop the power of the mystery, but the Sun god Fermina, on the contrary, has the legend that his eyes were burned with sunlight.

    In addition, the mythology begins.

    And the burnt eye fell upon the earth, and a single-eyed king (Oculus rex) was born from it.

    And the other eye Fermina tried to destroy, but spared the flesh of humans, elves, dwarves, and others from confusion and obliteration.

    Murgush has ordered his followers to retrieve his eyes, but the method is a secret in secret. It is not communicated to the outside world at all.

    Seneca II, the Divine King, considered the earthly deputy of Fermina, the Sun God, came to the Marquis of Istas and requested to participate in the ritual.

    Murgoosh''s name popped up not immediately after that, but not so long ago.

    Is this conformity just a coincidence?

    Those who could answer that question were nowhere.

 319 Epilogue

    Thus, one case puts its curtain down.

    It was attacked by some forces of the Verga Empire, and the fact that they dealt with it was not covered up in the territory was told.

    For the residents of Hardenturm, a good annoyance to get involved in.

    There was no damage to villages such as Falve, Mainz, and Kaye Village, but the same can happen in the future.

    However, dissatisfaction and protests against Valtrude have not risen strangely.

    That all the victims were helped, that there was less visible damage, that the damage caused by the monsters was familiar, unlike peaceful Japan.

    Besides, Hardenturm and Mainz are also considering setting up a Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion.

    I was analyzing this neighborhood as a reason why I didn''t panic. But naturally, that''s not all.

    It hasn''t been half a day since I settled and issued my announcement in the arena of Regra God, so it doesn''t mean I haven''t heard from you.

    Since Valtrude became lord, no, how much have you given the land since before that?

    He secretly ruled the area, destroying the "Book of Nothingness" (Caios Evil), which sometimes held innocent people hostage, creating cities, arousing industry, cheapening taxes, and developing territory.

    It brought me security and prosperity, and if I told you, you couldn''t possibly be (...) disgusted or anything like that to this extent.

    And more importantly, the lords and their wives are blessed by the gods to the point of marriage. In other words, a being recognized by the gods, immediately, as worthy of ruling the land.

    I don''t even deserve to blame for this degree of flaws.

    For those who are not able to move their dwellings easily and cannot choose their own traders, etc., the current rule of the Marquis Istas is as fortunate as it has come down and sprung up.

    "... what the hell was that all about"

    However, the confusion of the upper management had not yet subsided.

    Jonah pushes to Arcia''s room and sleeps with her. Exile, who has a house outside the fortress, had also taken his family and temporarily returned here.

    Acorn, whose circumstances have not swallowed him well, had a question mark over his head, but he has put the kagra on her and asked Larsia to escort him in the shadows as well.

    And Yut and Valtrude, too, were still not fully able to regain their calm.

    Lord and his wife''s bedroom. I decided to collect and analyze information, respond and dissolve it, but I still don''t feel comfortable sleeping.

    On the bed, Valtrude''s beauty gives rise to worry. Having slashed and torn through every difficulty and eliminated obstacles, she also cannot strike her hands without seeing the enemy who should wave the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight).

    "Those beasts had two purposes - rather than just that fox (Warfox) moving for another purpose"

    Sitting next to his worried, demonic and beautiful beloved wife, Yut once again communicates the results of the interrogation.

    That''s not what she wants to hear.

    Even if I knew, I didn''t have the ingredients to lighten Valtrude''s heart.

    So, unfounded rest. One thing I can''t tell you was a man named Yut, for better or worse.

    "If it means Verga''s revenge, then me and Val should be the ultimate goal. If I may say so, Alcia and the others, besides, are interrupters."

    "Despite this, Alcia was targeted"

    That was the focus earlier.

    Why is she the only one being targeted by the followers of ¡°Empty¡± Murgusz? Plus, with some kind of madness. Of course, I don''t feel for Alcia herself, and it''s the same if I look back on my previous adventures.

    And naturally I pray to Truss-Sink God and try to get the proclamation - but there was no answer.

    I didn''t fail.

    It wasn''t even ignored, naturally.

    I don''t answer.

    That was the answer to the Goddess of Death and Magic.

    "That sounds like a Zen question if that''s all, but there''s a chance you won''t be able to answer it because of Murgoosh''s obstruction."

    I don''t mind the white shirt getting wrinkled, and Yut lay still in bed.

    It was usually a space where good words were exchanged, but the air is heavy just today.

    That won''t help either. Because if the possibility that Yut spoke was correct, it would also be synonymous to have been looked at by a pillar of God with an evil phase.

    "As far as I''m concerned, I believe in another possibility"

    "One more thing..."

    I mean, unanswered is the best.

    As a result of the prospect of the future and the unraveling of the causes and consequences, God decided that he should not now give predictions.

    "Sure, I''d appreciate that. It also means we have to work hard on our own."

    "Naturally." Heaven helps those who help themselves. "

    Yut finally smiled at his beloved wife, who said so with her chest stretched.

    "Right. What''s here doesn''t change what you do."

    Damn right. I wonder what you were confused about.

    "Mr. Alcia, I will definitely protect you. It doesn''t matter what it is."

    "Uhm."

    If Larsia or Acorn were on this occasion, he would say, "What if I told you that where you are in person?" They held hands softly as they exchanged conversations that might be pointed out.

    "I''ve barely made it through one task before, but I''m going to find out about the King of God."

    The relationship between Fermina, the sun god, and "Sky Absolute¡± Murgush, was pointed out by Arsia.

    I think it''s too much to think about, but so far, that''s the only clue I''ve got.

    "Okay. Leave the job to me."

    "No, Val''s fine as usual. I''ll take it from here."

    "... what should I do with this motivation?"

    "I guess I should hit Petra, too?

    Yut closed his eyes as he slammed the disciple girl down to the valley of Thousand Seekers subtly.

    Needless to say, Alcia is the victim.

    But he''s also not a randomly selected victim.

    It may be madman''s logic, but there''s always a reason for being targeted.

    (In the village of Ozlick, do you have any clues?

    The home of Valtrude and Arsia.

    Either way, I had to visit again to marry Alcia.

    How do we move now?

    With that in mind, at some point Yut was falling asleep.

 320 Prologue

    From the raids of the Beasts in the arena of the Regra God, it dawned overnight.

    Yut, who was sent out to Valtrude that morning, was visiting an Arussian room.

    What was put through without so much waiting was a murderous room with so little stuff.

    The situation around you can be perceived by the crimson eye bands, so it shouldn''t be because there''s too much stuff at stake. Simply, I guess there''s just a lack of appetite for ownership.

    But even though I know why, I feel strangely cold right now.

    Instead of sleeping, dressed in her usual relaxed legal clothes, she invites him to the bed with a smile on her lips. Does having a simple chair but choosing a bed represent a sense of distance between them?

    I''m pretty sure there''s nothing more to it than having an albino girl still asleep in bed.

    With sleepy Jonah lying on the side, Yuut sitting on the bed opens his mouth in large measure.

    "How''s it going?

    "No problem."

    Answer returned without intermittent hair. Words as if they were prepared in advance.

    When I hear that, the unfamiliar emotion in Yut brings me a sickle.

    "I just got upset because I didn''t even think I could really be targeted. I''ve settled down after one night."

    Alcia turns away from Yut and strokes the hair of an Albino girl sleeping in bed. From the side hidden by a crimson eyelid, I cannot deny its sincerity.

    So there''s no basis.

    Still, it doesn''t matter, Yut said.

    "If that''s what you say, that''s fine, but I guess I can be honest sometimes. Well, not before me..."

    A voice that gets gradually smaller. I''m embarrassed. More than that, I want to beat myself up about what you''re talking about. Especially, I didn''t need the second half.

    Alcia is also stopping her hand stroking Jonah''s hair, as she was surprised.

    "If you''re too worried, that''ll make you nervous."

    "Okay. Well, just do as you always do."

    Yut stopped pursuing any further because of that feeling.

    So far.

    "Murgush, I want to compile the information I''ve got so far about God, will you hang out with me?

    "... sure, then I''m the only one."

    ¡°Empty¡± Murgoosh.

    A pillar of the gods with evil phases. Ever since Fermina, the sun god, lost, he has moved away from the tabular stage, and his followers on earth have not had a chance to see even the adventurers, the Yuts.

    If we were to talk about a god that is rarely known to the public, there would be no more aptitude than that of her, the Archbishop (Patriarch). More importantly, there were decisions that it was not a good idea to be weird.

    The Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage) turns off the fire as he watches his fianc¨¦e hang a futon over Jonah''s shoulder.

    "In the meantime, I wonder if it ever meant that the Murgush God was widely believed in in the Verga Empire"

    "It is...... Oh, you know what?"

    Why can I be sure?

    The question iced Yut remembering the Hypnos he had received from Verga. I''m not sure until the details, but I hear that the world of dreams is extremely close to reality.

    "So one enemy after another from the Verga Empire is coming after Mr. Alcia... I don''t think it''s going to happen"

    "I''m glad to hear that."

    "Totally."

    It was not organized. That''s not why it''s simply reassuring, but two people smile at each other even though they know it.

    Share your feelings without telling me that it was easier that way.

    "This means that the fox man (Warfox) used his mission as a pretext to target Mr. Arcia. Exactly, you''re a fanatic."

    A real priest, it also speaks in a casual and frank way to her with the rank of archbishop.

    If it is a world where God exists, fanatics can only be described as fanatics, so there is no choice.

    "Yes, it is."

    The beloved daughter of the Goddess of Death and Magic smiles bitterly at her fianc¨¦e''s unclothed expression on her teeth. But it was also not the kind of place to debate the boundaries between devout believers and fanatics.

    "Think about it separately..."

    Yut throws herself in bed to avoid hitting the Albino girl. The brunette hair, which was fixed in conjunction with the wedding, spread over the sheet.

    All that remains is the fact that Mr. Arsia was targeted by her parents'' enemies by the followers of Murgoosh.

    I may have to stop because it''s only been a day, but now I''ve just expressed the facts as they are.

    "As for the others, I''ll retaliate properly against Burgler..."

    "When that happens, I will. I''m just wondering why I was the only one targeted."

    "I knew it, I knew it"

    Alcia shaking her head left and right quietly. But it seemed like there was an answer to the crimson eyelids she was unconsciously touching.

    Speculation.

    But there were occasions when I bet on it and grabbed my success. Never something to put aside.

    "I hope you don''t want to answer..."

    Yuut trying to get himself up and step into the private part with a serious look on his face.

    But you perceived the signs with an emotion-sensitive ring, with Alcia controlling the lead.

    "These eyes are born. I just don''t know exactly what happened before I got noticed, and if they''re hiding the facts, you really don''t know if they are. Even so, my parents are so dead... If it''s possible, maybe Mr. Zein."

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "And then these eyes couldn''t even be cured by a divine spell. Visual healing, Cure Blindness, or Uncurse (Blake Curse). I haven''t tried it, but it''s probably not even a miracle."

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "So I guess there''s something in this eye. No, may I affirm something related to Murgush God when this happens? That''s a pain in the ass. Take care of yourself for the rest of your life."

    "Alcia!"

    Continuing yesterday - she doesn''t remember - she is called by name alone, and Arcia trembles frighteningly.

    It comes from an emotional ring, because it resembled anger.

    "How did it feel? I can''t guess what it feels like right now."

    But I can imagine.

    Being blind and - no, not being able to act like a person. I''m pretty sure I had an inferior feeling about that.

    It must have been somewhat dispelled by Valtrude''s gift of this magic device (magic item), but still couldn''t have rushed into the light.

    That''s right. Anyway, it''s only natural to see.

    So she would have expected.

    When you can go on adventures, gain experience, gain virtue, raise the skill of divine spells, and use Visual Healing, you say that you can now be just like people.

    But that won''t happen.

    What did you think then?

    We should have already had a party, but Yut doesn''t know. Perhaps even Valtrude will be the same.

    I just wondered, "If you''re an Arsian now, you should be able to cure your eyes with a spell, but why won''t you?"

    I didn''t try to step in any further, wondering if there was anything wrong with not doing so. There was also undeniable hesitation, just in the matter of sensibility.

    The same thing should have been repeated when I remembered The Uncurse, maybe it''s some kind of curse, not an innate problem.

    (This is what it pays off then)

    For once, I pretended not to see it.

    It''s hard to start over from there. Still, we have to do it.

    "First, let''s do a lot of research"

    Soon, anger emotions had disappeared. Naturally, it was anger at Yut himself.

    Yes. "It wouldn''t have bothered me if I had chosen my eyes without taking care of it for the rest of my life," he said to himself.

    "I will also go to the village of Ozlic, even to Jii of Vainamarinen if I have to. I will bow my head. So don''t disparage my fianc¨¦e on your own."

    "Yut, kun......"

    A fine voice I''ve never heard before.

    Yut hugged her hard, trying not to overhear Arcia''s words. I was in an impossible position while sitting in bed, but I don''t mind.

    You can''t possibly leave Alcia, who trembles in small pieces, etc.

    "I''m sorry. I thought I''d settled down, but since then, my anxiety hasn''t gone away."

    Sure enough, that fox man was way off track.

    That''s why I''m not walking on a path as easy as feeling scared about it.

    So I guess there''s a special reason why she thinks that only Alcia is anxious. It''s not like he''s a woman putting the party together in a different way than Valtrude or Yut, and it''s also because he fell into a derogatory thought.

    Fiercely, anger gushes over Murgusz.

    I can''t forgive you for hurting someone you care about, no matter what they might be God. It can''t be forgiven.

    "I''ll take half of that anxiety. I don''t think my mind is so easily convinced that others say it''s okay. So if you feel anxious, you can count on me."

    No matter how much we love each other, how much we think of each other, how much we trust each other, ultimately others except ourselves.

    No matter how much you think in their shoes, you can''t share the exact same emotions.

    After all, it''s your own power to get back on your feet.

    Still, Yut hugs Arcia hard, saying she should be able to help.

    "Yut, it''s painful..."

    "Oh, I''m sorry..."

    "But that''s not bad."

    "I don''t know what..."

    With such usual interaction, I was inadvertently drawn back to reality.

    Calmly, it may not have been that desperate. In the first place, isn''t it certain that Alcia''s anxiety was also as bad as Yut had imagined?

    The arms I hug while I think so, I just loosened my strength a little.

    "Ugh..."

    Does that make it easier for you to breathe, Arcia exhales and squirts.

    "... ugh"

    And beyond that, I saw red eyes.

    Curiosity shimmers with red eyes.

    "... when did it happen, Jonah"

    "Yona!?"

    "Go on, go on"

    "There will be no continuation!

    A scream similar to the scream of Alcia.

    But Arcia in Yut''s arms had a sunny look, as if that rare voice had signaled a return to everyday life.

 321 1. As usual

    "You worried me."

    Dining room and conference room where everyone gathers.

    Arcia was smiling at the last time she came into that room, where the rectangular table was centered.

    "It''s okay...... is it?

    "Yeah, totally"

    Answer Akane, who rises and greets him, with a look like a Mother of Mercy.

    The visitor girl strokes her chest down relieved to see how Arcia looks fine.

    I wasn''t there on the spot, but I heard the monster attacked me and I was out of shape. Originally, was it no big deal? Or I don''t know if he''s recovered, but it always seems the same anyway.

    "We both comforted each other, just like that."

    "Yona, go there and learn more"

    A meadow pedigree (Magner) devoured the albino girl, who had a flat voice but was good at it. One is definitely in Yona.

    If so, the other must be sure of this again in Yut.

    "Yona?"

    But that just got contained in one word. Until earlier I had a look like a Mother of Mercy. No, by Alcia, who still has a loving smile.

    "You''re perfectly as usual."

    Exile, who saw her sit in a fixed position - next to Valtrude''s left - summed it up so. I cannot argue with this, nor can I argue with Alcia herself.

    "Well, there''s nothing else I''ve had you get together"

    We will see that they are all in place and Valtrude will try to explain the agenda. I don''t see how Alcia cared why she got back on track.

    Naturally. She''s the only one who sent Yut out. This is the result as intended. There is no problem. However, it was unexpected that Alcia was recovering more than she thought. There''s nothing wrong with it... it should be.

    "It''s about the Beast Man."

    "Uhm. Yuut"

    Upon enquiry from Larsia, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) throws a round at her beloved husband.

    It''s the usual sight. Even acorns no longer have doubts.

    "Well, I have two things to say about the Beast Man... Let''s start with the simple one."

    Standing up after the nomination, Yuut looks around at his companions and opens his mouth without any noticing.

    "The wandering warrior," Bergler said of the assassin, retaliating. "

    "Drop the island again?

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage) shook his head to the Albino girl, who confirms she was excited like a child when she heard she could be taken to play.

    "No, it''s a little more direct this time"

    more, in a sense that Jonah would be happy.

    "I know you''ve heard about the fact that the Verga Empire has human slaves, but I''m going to free the slaves at Bergler''s as a retribution and shoot the attack spell into place"

    For Yut, he declared the radical content with a sense of insecurity that he would go for a walk around the neighborhood.

    "Is that okay?

    Acorn confirmed that even in the sense that it was doable, let alone that there was no danger in doing so.

    It simply meant that you wouldn''t be mad at me for doing that on your own. Sometimes I almost forget, Valtrude is the Marquis of Istas. I mean, he''s under Alsace, who became king.

    "If you attack another country on your own, won''t you be angry?

    "I won''t take it personally, and I haven''t talked to you yet, but I think you''ll get an understanding. Anyway, something similar can happen."

    "It''s going to be tough to clean up when that happens."

    "Larsia says, it''s really convincing. He''s in charge of this operation."

    "hahahaha"

    "Ha-ha-ha"

    "It wouldn''t be a laugh......?

    Nor does Valtrude''s common sense opinion reach Yut and Larsia.

    Because I know exactly how difficult it is to get rid of a victim if he spreads Veterinary Disease (LycanSloppy).

    "When the time comes, good luck"

    "Hmm. Right."

    It all depended on the orders of Valtrude and Yut, and the final weapons in the earth and sky (Exile and Jonah) nodded together.

    Although it''s radical and I have the thought of whether this is a good idea, Arcia doesn''t say anything just to smile bitterly either.

    "Okay. So, the other thing is..."

    "Oh......"

    A glimpse of his childhood friend sitting next to him, then Yut opens his mouth all the way.

    "Arcia, you''re being targeted."

    "... after all, is it certain that Mr. Arcia was targeted?

    "From the circumstances, I guess so."

    Arcia herself, no other, denied Acorn''s objection - rather than the wish that it should not come out.

    I don''t see how you''re pushing it. A pale, admittedly factual voice. Again, the expression is hidden in the crimson eyelid and I''m not sure.

    "But if you don''t know why, it''s just circumstantial evidence, right?

    "Yut, Alcia. There, what do you think?

    Valtrude got on top of Larsia''s best allegations. Again, I suppose you want it to be different if you can, like acorns.

    "Can''t you say that my eyes, which did not recover using any divine spell, and the¡° empty ¡±Murgush fanatics, who have an eye-burning legacy to the Sun God, are irrelevant?

    "So far, it''s just a guess."

    If only Arcia''s words were too short-circuited - apart from being effective - I would have been able to argue, but I can''t say anything about being so followed by Yut.

    "Well, I haven''t checked it out yet, so it''s not definitive..."

    Yut overlapped the words further.

    "Once it''s confirmed that Mr. Arcia is being targeted and the enemy''s whereabouts are known, then..."

    From there on out, I don''t even need to tell you.

    Valtrude silently holds the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight), Exile nods loudly, and Larsia and Jonah shivers their eyes at expectations.

    Alcia laughed bitterly at Acorn''s sympathy for an enemy she had yet to see, and the policy was decided.

    Nevertheless, that doesn''t make the job disappear.

    "''If you get your hands on my woman, I''ll crush you'', but the reality is brutal."

    "Whatever Zhuyin is, I didn''t know Val would say that..."

    Yut, who moved to the office, stopped working on paperwork on a deal with the next Earth - rather than the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). Valtrude, who says so, also ruled on the paperwork - just sign it - remains firm.

    Yut turned his gaze to his beloved wife, who equally encouraged him to work at the desk a little further away.

    It should be noted that my childhood friend protested "what do you mean" in his brain, but "that''s what I mean," he cleaned it up in a nutshell.

    "I simply thought that even if you were determined, the reality would be tough."

    He snapped a word that he had no other intention, and Valtrude went back to work. I don''t like it, but that''s why I don''t think about being lazy.

    Unexpectedly giggles at the seriousness of the diocesan knighthood.

    But that smile also pulled me right in.

    "I just wondered if Alcia was oddly floating, or something like that"

    Yut doubted his ear.

    Jealousy.

    I don''t even imagine being exposed to emotions that I think are remote from the Holy Virgin of Helenonia. Yut stopped working in earnest. I don''t even need to think about which is more important.

    "Besides, we were talking about having a year from the wedding prioritized, so I don''t think Murgush God should take a little account of it either"

    "You promised me that..."

    I also feel like the context back and forth has gone crazy, but that would be trivial. I need to see what we''re talking about between my loving wife and my fianc¨¦es.

    I''m not at work anymore.

    Yut, who threw out the pen, approaches Valtrude without making any footsteps.

    "That being said, you''d be pissed off if you left Mr. Arcia alone, wouldn''t you?

    "For the time being -"

    I didn''t let him say it to the end, I accidentally blocked my lips.

    Speaking of the world wide, it would be about him who could make her opponent succeed in an ambush.

    "I''d like to hear more about that agreement, but my best bet is Val."

    "Now, didn''t I remind you..."

    Though I say so with my cheeks swollen, I can''t hide the rapprochement that collapses.

    (Why is my wife so cute)

    Yut returns to his desk, challenging a proposition that even a great philosopher in history could not give an answer to. Seeing the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, who is embarrassed, it was clear that she was unlikely to hear more about it.

    But this one can''t switch modes right away either.

    Besides dealing with the - rather than with the - true name - meeting of Hyun-chul, there is also the preparation of the deal with Elizabeth, as well as the development of the pedestal of the gods.

    And of course, everyday normal business.

    But when I didn''t feel comfortable, I took out the pluralistic daiichi and started looking into it.

    I have already looked into Murgusz.

    Now I tried to approach it from Fermina, the causal sun god, but unfortunately I didn''t get any new information.

    In the first place, I don''t even know why Murgusz turned his eyes on the Sun to stop its mysterious power.

    Close the world to darkness.

    There is certainly something convincing about that as a divine charter with an evil phase.

    But is that all?

    Though we have an evil phase, we do not want it until the ruin of the world. It''s essentially different from the helix of despair.

    The actions of the gods are supreme in spreading to the world what they themselves preside over.

    Justice if it is the Hellenonian God, Evil if it is the Daxtum God, and Riya God is beauty and art. Of course, there are exceptions like Tyrone, the patron saint of the meadow species.

    Simply thinking of it as spreading one''s own ideology, it''s just different in scale from what humans do, and it''s essentially no different.

    Darkness is governed by Nerla God.

    Of course, Murgush, it''s not something that God shouldn''t be for......

    "I guess that means we haven''t reached that stage yet"

    Though pluralistic in nature, which reflects the knowledge that the person can know on paper, it is not omnipotent. It takes a lot of clues to get access to a hidden secret.

    Yut shakes his head and changes his mood, punishing Pluralistic Daisy.

    First, we have to clear the job in front of us. Because if you don''t, you won''t be able to welcome the new power that you''ve been scouting for.

 322 2. New Forces

    "Whoa, I don''t have the art of telling you how to make my joy a word. It''s just crushing, trying so hard to develop agriculture."

    "¡­¡­¡­"

    "... Nice to meet you"

    New people to hire and face to face with the Lords.

    Formal, but not lacking, it had become a situation that, from the edge of the spectrum, only seemed a failure.

    I still think it would have been a bad idea to see Valtrude in a slightly more pulling mood and engage him at the same time.

    The first person I meet is something that gets barometric about her beauty, but these two are a handful of exceptions.

    Gastronomic baron and black witch Nice from Vainamarinen School of Magic. Both are capable people with a piece of work, but at the same time, no one can deny their strength. Being pushed by that character was normal in a way.

    But it''s past. I have no choice.

    Yes, while defending himself, Yut went in between.

    "Sir Anson, Nice. I know you''re gonna have a hard time, but it''s nice to meet you."

    The clerk''s office, which Valtrude brought in his desk, has also become used for meetings. Welcome with a smile the new forces of war that arrived on the same day by chance.

    Needless to say, I trust these two, combined with my appeal to Valtrude.

    As a matter of fact, the two accessions were expected to be at a later stage.

    That was just a hopeful observation, as you can see from the current situation. Both, this is the result of following one''s own desires more than such common sense.

    Have your eyes set on the cagra that you refrain from on the side of the door and get your tea ready.

    A gentle nod dropped off the maid who quietly left the office, and Yut directed the two to the sofa in the reception space. No matter how much they are, they can''t fail to communicate the least.

    "That''s right. I have a present for Nice."

    "Ho."

    I guess I didn''t hear it beforehand. My loving wife sitting next to me, not a party, reacts with interest. Reactions from a witch like a lump of darkness don''t matter because you don''t expect them from the beginning.

    "It''s a textbook of my world''s history. Jii from Vainamarinen read it too."

    "I see. You know what?"

    Perfect for black witches of love book madness (bibliomaniac).

    Even as Valtrude, I don''t feel any jealousy, even though it''s a gift for other women. If I showed you such a bare gesture, you''d be giving me a similar book because it''s about Yut.

    That, honestly, is troublesome.

    ".................. ah"

    Nice expressed his joy with a fine groan.

    A thin fleshy arm stretches and a textbook of world history disappears into a pitch-black robe. It was like a new kind of monster.

    "Well."

    Now I can talk to the baron of gastronomy about conditions.

    At the same time I thought so, Kagra came back with a thorough effort.

    I will be serving herbal tea and tea treats with a made-up gesture that I am not ashamed to serve anywhere.

    "Hello, this is the rumor..."

    "Is that a rumor?

    A doughnut that Acorn behaved at Eudit''s Tea Party - or Girls'' Party - where she is the queen. On purpose, they were preparing me.

    In fact, it is also Valtrude''s favorite. Although Acorn was in tears of blood, eating as much as he wanted and not changing whether he was at the bodyline or not.

    "Go ahead."

    I''ll give up the last policy lightly, saying we''re behind on the details.

    Without realizing the inside of such a yut, the baron of gastronomy unexpectedly takes a glimpse with his crushed eyes and then grabs it and transports it to his mouth lavishly.

    "Oooh! The sweetness is utterly dull!!

    A strangely tall woman''s voice revealed her emotion. Valtrude, who has never been frightened in front of any great enemy, trembles with horror.

    He immediately returned to me and ran to secure his share.

    Eventually, it took about half an hour for me to be able to have a meeting.

    "Ha ha. We''ve enjoyed it. Not bad enough for a couple of sons left in the realm."

    "It''s more than anything that makes you happy. If you have the rest, have a souvenir."

    "I apologize for prompting you."

    A gastronomic baron who won''t shy away while I''m afraid.

    Cut out the story of stuffing while hitting the acorn just a little eight on the inside.

    "Sir Anson -"

    "Call me the baron of gastronomy"

    "Huh? Yeah, I''d like to ask the baron of gastronomy for two things,"

    Suddenly he was about to be drunk at their pace, but he quickly regains his feelings.

    The beloved Cathedral Knight (Paladin) is eating donuts next door. If anything, he''ll help.

    "As I told you, the validation of the sacred soil. And the practical application of the preservation bottle Preservation Bottle."

    "Hmm. No problem with the latter. There are a few abdominal proposals."

    Shake your confidently round flesh and unexpectedly glow your adorable eyes.

    "Something wrong with the validation of the sacred soil?

    However, there were statements from Yut that could not be overlooked. I''m surprised what the hell happened when I said that I was all for riding.

    "No, what. The sacred earth is only a product of miracles to listen to¡­ but let''s be finite."

    "Well, sure..."

    The sacred soil that was created by the torrent of gods descended into the underground tunnels dug by insecticians (Insectians) and melted by each of them.

    We have enough storage at the moment to seem inexhaustible, but it''s hard to reproduce, and I''m sure if we dig it up, we''re done.

    "It''s dangerous to rely on it."

    "So he wants to prioritize the development of a variety that grows solid even in the same environment as before?

    "Exactly."

    It makes sense.

    Instead, it grew bright in its foresight.

    "Even this one, I didn''t mean to depend on it. I was only going to use auxiliary pesticides or in such a way that I could cover them in the event of non-production. Well, it didn''t get that far."

    "So you can prioritize breed improvement, right? If that''s possible, I''d like to sell the finished new varieties to other territories..."

    It would be a natural demand from the insistence of the baron of gastronomy.

    But it wasn''t Yut who talked directly to me and found out about it that gave me permission.

    "That''s obvious."

    Valtrude adjudicates like a lord.

    I wasn''t consulting beforehand, but I instinctively knew Yut would. On the contrary, I understand that Yut will also be judged that way by Valtrude.

    You''ll also earn a huge amount of money depending on what you try to do, but it''s not a good idea to make too much money and be jealous.

    "Oh, whoa..."

    "However, there are plans to bring new varieties from the Southern continent, so interruptions may occur"

    "Oh, my God, such a plan!

    A gastronomic baron with his hands together and a trance-like expression of gratitude to God. Next to it, a black obsession was reading through the textbooks of world history.

    If Larsia or Ritna were there, a chaotic situation that seemed to thump and rejoice.

    Valtrude turns a worried glance at me to see if I''m really okay. Yut responded to it with a powerful nod, thinking that the suspicious gaze was still better.

    It''s okay, it''s okay.

    Because personality and ability are different. I''m not saying who, but even the Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) did.

    "So, the specific terms and conditions of employment¡­"

    "You don''t need a salary or anything. I have personal savings. Just as long as you pay for the food..."

    "I''m sorry, I can''t do that"

    Be sure to let me pay you. Because we will also offer bonuses depending on the outcome.

    So worship down and manage to sign a contract.

    The baron of gastronomy seemed a little sorry.

    Meanwhile, Nice, the black witch who will be the librarian of the Knowledge God, kept reading textbooks with all her heart. Even though I don''t understand what it means or what it means because I can''t read Japanese.

    No, maybe I''m trying to sample this and learn it.

    "There are three main types of letters used. Of these, there are a wide variety of letters with complex shapes. Some other characters are used in auxiliary ways"

    Nice witch who hits and changes and tells her thoughts on rap. It''s only natural to be a feeling of the type of letter, not the content.

    Hiragana, Katakana. It''s kanji that I''m talking about a wide variety. Is an auxiliary letter an alphabet?

    I have a faint feeling about Yuut being able to read and write about nature and letters with the benefits associated with world transitions, but there are not many character types used in the Brewers.

    "Not at all. Crazy shack. So I liked it..."

    Kukukukukukukuku...... and laugh like a witch.

    (No, you''re a witch)

    There are things that I think describe my mother tongue as crazy shabby, etc., but it seems to be good because I like it. I also feel like I''ve been pushed with talented but overwhelming talent... even now.

    Besides, we just need to use it well.

    Speaking of which, I wanted to ask you one thing.

    ".................. na"

    "Murgush, I want you to tell me what you know about God or if you have a book that says"

    Next door, I found Valtrude stiffened himself.

    But Nice makes a squeaky voice without realizing how she is.

    "In a book written by the Archbishop of the Knowledge God (Patriarch), a quote was made about the Murgush God from an ancient book called" The Divinity and His Worshippers ".

    The book itself contained only general knowledge, so I guess the detail means we should win the original.

    I told him what he needed, and the black witch goes back to reading again.

    "The question is, where is it... right"

    "Mm-hmm. I''ve never heard of you, either."

    "I wonder if Mr. Arcia knows..."

    With all this information, I don''t even know if its ancient book, The Divine and Their Worshipers, is real.

    "Oh, there was another one"

    "Hmm? Who? If she doesn''t know where the book is, neither does Dean Mel... well"

    As I said, I think I noticed it on the way.

    Beautiful, but what a hard look to describe, I think of that name.

    "Oh, it''s Mr. Jii. I don''t like to rely..."

    The Great Sage Vainamarinen.

    When you''re someone you don''t want to borrow, the couple''s perceptions match.

    "I can''t even say that."

    At the same time, for the sake of precious Alcia, even if you''re not saying so.

    "What shall we prepare for consideration...... No, no, I didn''t get a wedding celebration."

    Pushing and demanding it is not a praised act, but if the opponent is Vainamarinen, he decides to break it off as fine.

    Anyway, "I didn''t know you were going to use your wedding celebration for another woman, don''t do it quite! ''Cause you must be chilled.

 323 3. Family meetings

    "I''m sorry, Val. Because of me, we''re both going to have less time..."

    "No, never mind. It''s not Arcia''s fault or anything."

    "Right. The bad news is, was it Murgoosh? You''re the god. No, it''s the followers who are directly at fault. It''s not really religion at all."

    "Acorn......"

    "Mr. Acorn..."

    The beloved daughter of the Holy Virgin of Helenonia and the Goddess of Death and Magic gives a face to the visitor girl who condemns her for her contemporary Japanese sensibility.

    I know it''s not malicious, but I can''t even look at it as a priest.

    But before Acorn realized his own rudeness, he was called out to the three of them.

    "Eh. This, what? What''s the situation?"

    Welcoming a talent with both a one- and a two-habit named Nice with a photographic memory in the baron of gastronomy, and having stepped into the couple''s bedroom after other work, Yuut had encountered an unexpected situation.

    Yut and Valtrude''s bedroom - that''s the story so far. At least two more are planned for the future, so there''s a lot of room for intervals.

    Most of all, it was still to be determined whether we would all use the same room, or whether ''Yut and Acorn Room'' or ''Yut and Arusia Room'' would have something else available......

    Anyway, it''s a huge space, so there''s no pressure for the four of us to come in.

    However, three of them are gathered on the bed, so the population density is locally high.

    "What... Well, it''s a family meeting."

    "Family meeting."

    I almost denied it reflexively, but it is undoubtedly ''family'' to be here.

    When Jonah heard the statement, she said, "Even though I''m family, I''ve been left out of company..." and it might be a fluke, but not the other way around.

    When these four people get together alone, they remind me of that night at Folio-Farina. It''s enough of a situation to make you feel extra conscious.

    Yut therefore chooses to shake off the past and move on.

    "... so what''s on the agenda?"

    Detailed commentary - instinctively - withholds and asks Acorn about the existential significance of this gathering. As things stand, we already feel disadvantaged, but it does not begin without knowing its purpose.

    However, while standing near the entrance to the bedroom, he remained vigilant and did not attempt to approach the bed.

    "Of course it''s about Mr. Alcia."

    With a ruffled outfit of jerseys up and down on a t-shirt, I assure you, with my chest stretched. I can only see it during a physical education class or a school trip, but when Acorn does that, it looks strange and fashionable. Maybe he was after it, too.

    "There''s something you''re hiding, right?

    "No?

    "You ever intentionally shut up?

    "... not"

    In its vibrant manifold, Valtrude sits next to Acorn in bed with a more surprising look than impression. Glimpses of smooth feet glimpse from a short silk bedding.

    Even while I love my wife like that, Yuut floats a tannic surface on the surface.

    As he put his arms together, he opened his mouth to his childhood friend to teach him.

    "If you''re guessing that much, do you have a choice to keep it in your chest?

    "Right. But if a brave man doesn''t be impotent again,"

    "Yut..."

    Alcia, who is loosely dressed in piercing clothes with no body line, gives a worrying look to Yut, who has not yet changed into her bedtime clothes.

    I can''t help it if this happens.

    Yut surrendered with his hands up.

    "I wasn''t hiding it, I thought it was bad when I said it, I just kept quiet..."

    "I mean, what do you mean?

    Valtrude goes on if he doesn''t see himself as being more familiar with the situation than Acorn should be.

    "We may not solve this case if we just defeat the followers of Murgusz."

    "Naturally, I don''t think I can root for that..."

    "In short, you mean you have to stay the same?

    Ex - I mean, if we don''t do something about Murgush God himself, it won''t be a fundamental solution.

    To that innocent point, the two priests literally change their complexion.

    "Well, you are. It would be different from Verga''s."

    "I can''t believe I was thinking about that."

    "Because Mr. Arcia is more important"

    "Yut..."

    We stare at each other - we can''t, but our minds overlap.

    But that won''t last long either.

    Yut, who thought of the presence of a third party, coughs up and returns to the conversation.

    "No more secrets, no more silence."

    "... I see"

    Recently, he rocked his hair a little longer and the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) exhaled.

    "Exile would be thrilled if we talked about it."

    I support the policy in a different direction from Yut''s, saying that it is better to keep it a secret. Alcia, too, smiled bitterly at it but generally agreed.

    "Even so, I really don''t even think I can handle Murgoosh God. Just trying to prepare for the worst."

    "Oh, I heard the flag."

    "No, yeah. Well, fine. Not good, but no."

    To my husband and fianc¨¦e with a tasteful expression and unspoken emotions, the air of the place lightens.

    At that time, Yut changed the conversation with a question in his mouth because it was an opportunity.

    "By the way, I heard something about us all making an agreement or something?

    "Huh? Val, did I talk to you?

    "I''m sorry. In the flow..."

    "What kind of flow was it?

    Rarely, Acorn and Arcia look wolfy.

    Apparently, I didn''t want them to know.

    (When that happens, it would have been better if I didn''t know...)

    I don''t think so, but I can''t do it without a thrown race.

    "Well, that''s the deal, but what are we talking about?

    Natural question.

    So I never thought that would bring down the book of silence. Everyone and he turn away. White air erodes the bedroom.

    (Have you stepped on a mine?

    I think, after all, I can''t do that I didn''t throw a race.

    "Right...... How¡° friendly "are the brave guys and Val?

    "Val......"

    Too much cylinder out.

    Exactly. I resented that. I protest with my gaze, but the spy just blushes and nags in embarrassment.

    You''ll have to forgive me.

    And no more, let''s stop now. I have no self-harm habits, no abusive tastes.

    In order to manage the atmosphere of the venue, Yut turns his gaze around looking for new topics.

    Bedroom as usual.

    Visitors who are not always the way they are.

    One of them, I can''t help but notice the acorn outfit. My memory was stimulated by that blue jersey and I noticed it a few seconds later.

    "... Zhuyin. Isn''t that my jersey?

    "I didn''t know you''d notice there on your own... you''re a brave man"

    I guess she wanted to change the air, too. Yut''s words were lightly ridden.

    "If it''s your own clothes, isn''t it natural to notice?

    Valtrude''s strangely flattering allegations are also now deafening.

    "What? You''re saying I shouldn''t wear a brave man''s jersey?

    "Uh. You can''t normally"

    Doubt your common sense.

    "What, that reopening. Suspicious self-development book."

    I''m not accusing you of anything. Perhaps he talked to Yut''s mother Haruko and stole something from her, so she didn''t steal anything.

    Besides, I wasn''t even looking to see that if I came to this Brewers, I wouldn''t have used it, so I don''t mind being in her hands per se.

    But I didn''t have the idea of replacing the pyjamas. If there''s a use for it, it''s a different story.

    "In the meantime, why don''t we give it back?

    "I can''t believe the brave man wants the clothes I wore..."

    "That''s because Boomerang is coming back, right?

    A brave man calmly points out in a low tone against an acorn that dyes his cheeks and twists himself. He hasn''t changed one complexion, but if he hasn''t, despite his deliberate reaction, he''s going to be around.

    "You have no choice. Then let''s dress Val and Arcia up as brave men."

    "Zhu Yin, rest now"

    "Something worries me!?"

    "That''s right, Mr. Acorn. No woman wears a man''s clothes."

    Alcia is gentle and speaks of common sense in this world.

    A voice as gentle as my sister''s as my mother''s, on the contrary, decided Zhuyin''s heart.

    "Ugh. This is the culture gap"

    "No, I don''t really see men''s clothing or anything. I don''t think it''s a contraindication."

    "If it means a moveable outfit, I don''t agree."

    "I see. You''re not fashion conscious."

    That''s why it means there''s room for Vermilio to enter...

    "What a waste."

    Acorn thought so without loss.

    "What a waste."

    "Don''t you think brave men?

    "What?"

    "Don''t you want Mr. Alcia to wear a blue tight skirt, a vest, a blouse and a man''s tie like a schoolteacher?

    "Why are you so specific..."

    Even though it''s open, I can still imagine it sticking.

    "Hmm."

    It wasn''t bad.

    "That''s the way it is."

    "We don''t think this is a good idea for each other."

    Still, they shake hands disappointingly.

    "Well, the next family meeting is about fashion shows,"

    "Expand, yes"

    "Mr. Acorn, that''s..."

    Alcia tries to raise her voice of protest, but it was controlled along the way.

    "Of course, I''ll have the brave men wear a lot of things."

    Suddenly, Valtrude and Arcia, the two of them stop moving.

    And turn away from Yut.

    "Well, I don''t know what else to do."

    "Right. Hmm. I don''t have a choice."

    "That''s where I tie it..."

    If that makes your family happy, should you rather welcome it?

    I feel like I''m being fooled, but Yut decided to think so.

    For world peace.

 324 4. Visits to the elderly

    "It''s been a while. Thank you very much for your time."

    Zein, lord of the village of Ozlic, says nothing to the greeting of the house slayer of the Marquis of Istas, or just moved his eyelids slightly.

    He was just grumpy and tied his mouth to a single letter.

    "I don''t like your attitude."

    Rufa, Zein''s late wife, greets her with a peppery slap on the shoulder where her muscles thrived. It''s something that would hurt my hand more if she did that, which is characteristic of the scabbard and narrow in line, but it was Zein who surrendered.

    "Totally. Less than a day has passed since Val''s wedding..."

    Nevertheless, the old man with total gray hair is far from favorable.

    When he is amazed by an old strong man with scars on his face and on his swollen arms, he unexpectedly shrugs his neck.

    Arcia, who sensed the emotion, entered between her fianc¨¦e and her stepfather.

    "Mr. Zein, I didn''t come here today to talk like I thought I would."

    "Alcia...... Mr. Zein and others and such other manners...... Why don''t you just call me Grandpa like you always do?

    "Not always, it''s an old story, isn''t it?

    "And this one."

    When it''s all Yut''s fault, Auga also flickers with an escaping glance.

    "Mr. Rufa, are you planning to have Mr. Zein''s child? I think that''ll calm you down a little bit."

    "I''m trying, but it''s hard. Maybe Val should give birth to my grandson."

    "It''s damaging me to go around."

    I''ve been at home for some time since I moved to Brewers, but what is the sense of enemy land (Away) that drifts?

    But I''m not here to talk to the public today, or to get in the mood of my stepfather.

    We need to talk about something more important and important.

    "Mr. Zein, there''s something I need you to tell me today"

    The most splendid building in the village of Ozlic, but a lord''s hall of such size as an elaborate mansion rather than a castle hall. In that one room, he conveyed his intention to visit the old warrior sitting across the street with a serious voice.

    You were pressured by the atmosphere, and the atmosphere of the father, who also took his daughter from Zein, disappears.

    "What are you talking about? If you want to keep this village with you after you die..."

    "I''m talking about Mr. Arcia."

    "... talk more"

    Nevertheless, even if I explain it in real detail, it just arouses my worries. So Yut slashed into single-mindedness.

    "Do you know anything about Mr. Arcia''s eyes?

    "In Alcia''s eyes...?

    Was it completely unexpected?

    Quite frankly, Zein rebuts the words.

    The figure of a warrior made from an adventurer to a knight is not there.

    It is perplexing that he is still floating in his expression that would take the lead if subraces and others with evil phases showed up.

    "No, I didn''t hear anything."

    "Really..."

    It seemed like there was nothing to hide in the words.

    Besides, even if Yut couldn''t spot it, Alcia would notice something. The fact that she won''t say anything must be true.

    I wasn''t expecting so much, but I''m sure I missed the guess.

    "Alcia''s parents said they were coming from somewhere north."

    "Well, it hasn''t been that long since this village was built, so if it wasn''t a little bit above me, there wouldn''t be a human being who was born and raised in Ozlic Village."

    Zein''s words are supplemented by his late wife, Rufa.

    She didn''t dare touch it, either, as she would like to hear what happened to Alcia.

    "Sure, you think Mr. Arcia died when he was little? Just like Val."

    "Right, but..."

    Unusual for a resolute old warrior, he shows hesitation to continue talking. Even if you don''t know about Alcia''s eyes, is there anything in the death of her parents?

    Sooner than she herself questioned it, Zein opened her mouth heavily.

    "I would have taken it to the grave if it wasn''t for this opportunity, but I don''t know what else to do"

    Let me hear it.

    "I just went into the woods and some monster killed me...... but that was a lie. No, I made it up with the eagles."

    Take a beat and say the truth about death.

    "You fought someone and you ran out."

    There were no lies in the woods, but on the side of the remains of their parents in Alusia were their weapons and some bodies that they had apparently discussed.

    There was a possibility of theft, but at first glance it didn''t seem that way.

    So Zein and the others decided to cover everything up.

    "Perhaps there was something going on. But even if I check my belongings, I don''t know anything. So I decided I didn''t have everything to avoid calling for extra speculation"

    "Yes... it was"

    It was years ago.

    Now, it''s not like I''m in shock.

    Myself, I''m an adult.

    In the first place, the treatment itself is nothing more than consideration for myself, who was to be left alone.

    I can''t replace the benevolence of raising a daughter who''s blind and likely to bring trouble in.

    I''m sorry.

    "No......"

    Zein''s words of apology didn''t even come to my ear.

    Various thoughts will be coming and going in Alcia''s chest right now. There are really many, undifferentiated and disorganized emotions.

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "It''s okay."

    "Yeah."

    I trust you there. Surprise would be temporary.

    But you should be able to help me get back on my feet for a little while.

    Yut turned his hand around his fianc¨¦e''s shoulder, sitting next to him, and held him softly.

    I feel her weight on my shoulders and the tremors that followed the small chops gradually subside.

    Zein sends a caged gaze of murder, and Rufa looks at this one intrigued, but doesn''t mind. Because doing so was now more important than anything else.

    "... Whatever, I could have gone home today"

    "You said it was okay, didn''t you?

    Same interaction several times counting from the village of Ozlic.

    After that, I didn''t get a special harvest, although I checked the artifacts, including the raider''s stuff, just in case, and headed to my next destination.

    The castle of the great sage Vainamarinen, the Eight Yen Tower. It''s in Deep Mountain Valley, and you can''t usually reach it. If there''s a Moment Move (Teleport) spell there, it''s just for a moment.

    Of course, if Vainamarinen wasn''t the one who gave him permission, he wouldn''t be able to transfer.

    Its few human beings, Yut, head to the Great Sage''s study in inexorable footsteps, the opposite of his response to Alusia.

    Last time I visited, I was working with music creation software. It''s not what the Great Mage (Arch Mage) called the Great Sage does in the fantasy world.

    Yut, etc., "Sempai, why don''t you at least stop writing handwritten paperwork...? They say."

    Now, what insane deeds are you doing?

    Of course, I''m not expecting it. I''m on guard.

    "Mr. Jii, I''m here to borrow a book"

    At the same time as the obnoxious knock, I step into the study without waiting for a reply.

    "I''m taking it in now."

    There seemed to be no more grumpy than words, and the Great Sage welcomed an academic teacher. However, with my back bent and glancing into my laptop.

    Well, that''s about as far as we''re supposed to go. I don''t even ask what you''re doing. Rather, I don''t want to know.

    After a few minutes, Vainamarinen finally lifted her eyes off the LCD screen to see if the work had gone through a paragraph.

    "A book. Speaking of which, I didn''t give you the wedding celebration yet."

    "It''s about that..."

    One book flies in quicker than Yut tries to say about ''the gods and their worshippers''. Reflectively, I was catching it.

    "Maybe we''re ready already...?

    I get a twinkle that Arcia, who recovers from surprise as soon as possible, could be a great sage.

    "This guy..."

    But that was just a buyout.

    Against the true-faced great sage Vainamarinen, rarely has Yut turned his face bright red. It is also a disgrace to pass on to Arcia''s emotion-sensitive ring.

    "You''ll need it for your newlyweds"

    "Need it!

    Protest against Vainamarinen with the momentum that the words uttered are likely to solidify. Still, I guess I didn''t tap that book to the floor because I''m a man of science spells.

    "Yut, that''s..."

    "Uh. Um..."

    Yut alternates between Vainamarinen and Arcia''s face and makes the decision that he should explain himself.

    To be exact...

    (Can you leave that jizzy to me)

    - That would mean.

    "Somehow, like, a useful science spell book on the bed?

    "It''s..."

    A book classified as the Book of Righteousness (Grimoire), called the Book of Secret and Fantasy, Guide to Lovers.

    Yut. The spell document used by the users of the theoretical spell when exercising the spell. Besides, the narrative, which includes academics, fits together.

    If the user remembers it as his own spell, the part of the spell document disappears, so it becomes almost a point.

    Still, the famous Book of Righteousness existed, and the Book of Secrets and Fantasies was one of them.

    Should I say naturally or unfortunately, in a bad way?

    "I can''t believe you needed a book like that. What am I supposed to do?

    "Because I don''t need it!

    I know that Arcia is not serious. That''s also clear from the fact that you haven''t smiled in a long time.

    Though the history is truly unequivocal from the bottom of my heart.

    "Hmm. I remember being asked..."

    "Can you stop saying the right thing and making it a relationship bump? It''s not Larsia."

    Yut looks up to heaven while denigrating his best friend''s meadow race (Magner).

    (Calm down. If you react, you lose. This book itself reads: ''Love is the basis of everything. Without that, you can''t use it'' or something normally good... so it''s not a good idea to defend it there)

    In addition to that kind of mental part, it also includes how to apply the "Light Fire (Light)" spell to boost mood, and how to apply the "Hand of Retention (Third Hand)" to have a spell with a simple mindset, so it''s also dangerous to step into the content.

    "Kah, kah, kah"

    The great sage laughed and said he was satisfied.

    "You seemed kind of sinking. The place is soothing."

    "That''s the problem!

    But I know it''s out there, but I''m pretty sure I got a smile back at Alcia.

    Whatever the means of doing it, the achievements must be acknowledged.

    "So bad in nature..."

    So blurry, Yut turned the book into an infinite bag of storage. Aside from not using it, it would be better to manage it here.

    It may also contain information Elizabeth would like to know.

    "So, what the hell do you want?

    "Finally."

    Scattered damage, but here''s the real deal.

    Instead of Yut remembering fatigue, Arcia cut out the story.

    "I was wondering if you could lend it to me if you had a book called The Divine and Their Worshipers."

    "Oh, that one"

    The Great Sage, nodded Humphung, pointed to the corner of the room. Is it even wrapped up in garbage, with a bunch of parchment scattered?

    "It''s over there, take whatever you want"

    "What the hell is this?!? You got a book all over you."

    "That''s right. Cut and scanned."

    "Oh, oh..."

    Just because I got to the point, it didn''t necessarily mean that Yut would have peace of mind.

    Cut off the back area thoroughly and hold your head in front of the wreckage, which became a bunch of paper, not a book. There must have been some books that were old and valuable. No, it wouldn''t be an exaggeration to say that there was only such a book.

    Destroying it without any hesitation.

    Sure, I heard you were digitizing your books, but I couldn''t even imagine cutting them.

    Precisely, to the extent that I was wondering if it would hurt me if I pressed the book against the scanner.

    "What are you surprised about? I guess it''s the content that matters. Because it''s a book or something like that, it''s natural to choose the convenient one."

    "... you''ll be cursed by the new scribe who came to us"

    "Kakaka. That''s funny"

    The great wise man, who has the legend that he has brought back knowledge from the heavens where the gods live, does not move at all without my involvement.

    "Uh, what''s going on...?

    She doesn''t even know that she stayed on Earth for a short time, such as digitizing to scan. I just know there''s something wrong.

    "Look, the books are all there"

    "Article Repair (Repair)"

    If he is no longer available for Vainamarinen, Yut uses a spell against a piece of paper.

    Physical spells that fix common objects that are not magic fixtures (magic items) did work, and parchment with the back cut off restored its original appearance.

    But in front of the mountains and bunches of stacked books, the result is too vain.

    "No, isn''t it good because I used it against parchment? If you put together one book and then use it..."

    "Did you have that hand? I''ll give you everything."

    I was waiting for you to pick me up.

    "Maybe so. Maybe not."

    "One day, I''ll pay you back..."

    "The Divine Spirits and their Admirers", which contains a description of Murgusz, is also absolutely necessary for the sake of Arsia.

    Though for the most part, I don''t have that many hands to check just the parts I need because they are summarized by title.

    or so, I can also feel free to leave other parts behind.

    "All right. Let''s leave the rest to Nice"

    Reaching such a reasonable conclusion, Yut worked with Alcia to pack it into an infinite bag of storage, tying it with strings one book at a time to avoid falling apart.

 325 5. Pedestal of God (front)

    So, they called me, too?

    "See, my master is also a librarian"

    "I don''t remember being"

    "Fight... no..."

    "Shit."

    Tertione tried to take a global cigarette out of his nostalgia... just thought of the place and solemnly declared it.

    This is the pedestal of God.

    Holy land where the gods who descended on earth established the institution. Even if it was originally an island created by Yut, it does not change its value and specificity.

    The Elf Mage (Warlock) leads the way down the stairs. They looked grumpy from the side, but two of them, Yut and Ren, walking behind them, were rather in the mood of T¨¹rtione.

    Keep it up, shut up - unfortunately, there''s no physical pride in this - walking the stairs often.

    "But that jizzy bastard did a hell of a job."

    Turning his foot toward the library of the Knowledge God, he returns to the cause rather than the elf magician changing his story.

    Yut, Tertione, Len. These three have one thing in common. That he is a user of the theoretical spell.

    This also meant that Vainamarinen had the necessary capacity to restore the cut books.

    "That''s what the master would appreciate, my reaction was common, wasn''t it? Relieved."

    "I''m talking about the Great Sage... I think I had an idea... I''m sure..."

    Though the follow-ups of the heart-gentle Ren enter, their voices are always increasing and weak. It is true that there is an idea of Vainamarinen, but it is also an action that no one in the Brewers understands.

    Conflicts such as destroying a book to save it are obvious.

    "In the meantime, I gave it to Nice to get it together, but I don''t have enough people to use the Goods Repair (Repair) spell."

    "That''s black...... I heard rumors, but that''s more than that."

    "Ha. My master speaks of common sense."

    I''m not pointing my finger at it, but Yut laughs that it''s an interesting joke.

    "Oh?"

    I could look back on this one.

    A frightened Ren shaken her blonde hair up to her ankle and hid behind Yut.

    "What are you gonna do to scare my daughter?"

    "In the first place, you... chip. Let''s go."

    "Whoa, not that way."

    "Oh?"

    Again, T¨¹rtione sends a sharp gaze to Yut as if to apply it even for a cause. Bad pattern, but not angry. Simply because of his insensitivity and eyesight, he just looks that way.

    But even if he knew, his emotions were different, and Ren wouldn''t let go of Yut''s robe.

    "Ren, it''s okay. Don''t worry, I won''t take it and eat it."

    "I don''t know what you''re talking about..."

    "Oh, look around the other facilities before you go to the library. Let''s start with the arena."

    "Are you sure?"

    "I don''t mind. Anyway, they just let me go to the library, and I''m getting reports about the gods and their worshippers."

    Now I have Larsia and Yona waiting for their return, who have gone to reconnaissance according to its contents.

    That''s not why, but Nice suddenly stuffed me - on that black chunk - and drove me out to help restore the book.

    Yut himself was relaxed that it wouldn''t matter if it took some time, but a love fanatic (Bibliomaniac) couldn''t possibly allow it.

    Nevertheless, somewhat delayed is not a problem. It''s not a hassle because you just use spells, and it''s efficient to inspect other facilities.

    In the end, I must be working, but I wouldn''t even bother pointing it out because I''m half in the mood for pleasure in person.

    While sighing at the seriousness of his disciples, Tertione changed his needle to the prestigious arena of Regra God.

    "That''s quite splendid."

    "Apart from that, there may be other facilities that work out physical like field athletics...... or that''s usually the main one"

    "Well, if you release a monster properly, it''s going to be a good specialty."

    "Father......?

    "I know. I''m not gonna do it."

    Ren, who is also the subject of Tertione Stream Magic Special Training - throwing him into an environment where there are dangerous organisms, forcing him to cut through with a spell, even if he doesn''t like it, and forcing his arms up - strengthens his expression.

    (Is my master, too, weak for Ren... No, in the first place, is it about Jonah who''s strong enough for Ren)

    With feelings that cannot be expressed in his mouth, he approaches a training ground located on the outer edge of the arena.

    As Yut described it as field athletic, there were multiple obstacles on the course with high and low differences, so that not only would it run to gain strength, but the whole body would be able to work out. There are also water training facilities just a short distance away.

    Now just now, the Knights of the Rock Giants (Jarloot), the Temple of Hellenonia and the Guards of the Falve were jointly training.

    Exactly. I don''t have a weapon, but I''m properly equipped with protective gear.

    The lightly dressed rock giants (Jarloot) still did, but the other participants seemed to struggle a lot.

    You know, Alana North Tin running the lead is a big deal.

    "Well, from me, I think you''re out of your mind at the time you''re running in armor."

    "Totally agree."

    "... good to be a magician (wizard)..."

    Three people empathize with each other in lower dimensions.

    There is one shadow of rock that approaches them like that.

    "Yut. To T¨¹ll, and Ren. That''s a rare combination."

    "I didn''t come here to like you."

    "Long time no see... shake..."

    "Oh. Ren''s as small as ever."

    "If it was the old man''s standard, I''d be in the small category, too. More than that, I''m sorry to interrupt"

    "No, it was just the right reason"

    Rarely - as the rest of you won''t know - with a pioneering look, Exile exhales.

    "... what happened?

    Through the rarity of that rock giant reacting like this, I wonder if it might be some kind of crisis.

    Did that worry propagate, and Ren also strengthened his power to grip Yut''s robe.

    "I''ve been told to be a great chief from around here."

    "What''s that?

    Somehow I feel like I know what you mean, but I ask you back reflexively.

    "Hmm. You''re the leader of multiple tribes."

    "It stayed that way. So, what exactly is going to happen?

    "I challenge the chiefs of the other tribes, I will only defeat them"

    "I knew it would stay that way..."

    Actually, it''s a rock giant custom. I don''t know if it''s a custom.

    "Well, I know the old man is the strongest, so you can increase people with practically no risk..."

    Combined with the budget, but as the Marquis Istas, I would say it''s a delicious story. Most of all, even the other tribes, they don''t necessarily follow us, not Exile.

    "Praise doesn''t answer anything."

    Even so, the Rock Titans seemed happy.

    "By the way, it''s an arena."

    "Yeah."

    "I heard the injury would heal if I got out of the field, and my youngsters are saying," Why don''t we spread La Gu to other species? "

    The special abilities of Regra God''s Arena have been demonstrated in the Beasts. It was very helpful because it was just a bunch of members who were not comfortable with handouts.

    Compared to that, it can still be said how to use it as assumed by Regra God......

    "No."

    I was in reflexive denial.

    "Right..."

    "No, well, if you want to give me a tour of the game in advance and still want to do it, I won''t stop..."

    "That''s right. Let''s make it thorough."

    Promising so, Exile went back to overseeing the training.

    Looks like Alana scored a goal at the top, and I guess it was a good time.

    Yut, on the other hand, has a sinister face.

    For some reason I flipped the foreword because Exile seemed pitiful, but I felt like I had written an approval signature on the execution form, and I didn''t interpret it.

    "Well, there can''t be anybody who wants to do that"

    Turtione tells us to comfort ourselves as to whether we also have some knowledge of the customs of the rock giants.

    But Yut knows someone who''s going to jump first.

    It was the person closest to him.

    Valtrude reigns as La Gu''s star player. I can imagine the sight of something like a trophy being lifted by the rock giants.

    I try to turn away from it and turn my gaze toward one goal after another, whilst mumbling my thoughts.

    "Speaking of which, master. How about using it in school classes? Kids, don''t you look happy?

    "Oh, my God, you..."

    Indeed, the very existence of a training ground for the God of power is unusual and unusual. So it may be even more so now that we open it up to the general public.

    "Every time, what''s the idea?"

    But Tertione shook his head like it was out there.

    Thorough utilitarianism that doesn''t make authority or anything like it.

    It was distracted that even he, who had trouble with upper management and educational policy at the Vainamarinen School of Magic, put his own deeds on the shelf.

    Anyway, if an army like the Knights of the Rock Giants uses it, let the kids use it - and because it looks delightful - etc. it''s too heterogeneous.

    "But, well, that''s you"

    "I don''t feel praised..."

    "... hey, that sounds tough, maybe"

    Ren, for some reason, speaks of his worries on the assumption that he will also participate.

    It''s not surprising that he went to elementary school, but he said he was a historic magician and an expert in magic medicine (potion) making.

    But the doubt quickly dissolved.

    "I''ll tell Jonah to stop forcing herself properly."

    "I don''t hate it..."

    I know that''s for real, but I was grateful for my eyes looking up at Yut slapping me in the chest to leave it to me.

    "Next, you''re in the grave, Tomb."

    "Yes, but don''t call me back."

    Not because my daughter and her disciple had a good vibe, but Tertione told me to hurry.

    Without waiting for a reply, I walk out towards you.

    "Brother, go"

    Following the back of a rushing sister apprentice, Yut also increased his speed of walking.

 326 6. Pedestal of God (after)

    Overlooking the pedestal of God from above, the tomb of the Goddess of Death and Magic was located to its northeast. The God of Power training ground we stopped earlier is in the northwest, and the Library of Knowledge God is in the southeast, so we will circle around the pedestal of God.

    Southwest - the closest place to the city of Falve - was flowing an artificial river from the water field created by the Runway (Tidal Boer), pouring it through the cemetery into the River Lady.

    This source of water must be replenished regularly by Yut with spells, but the amount of water is also used for the pool of the abundant and powerful God''s training ground.

    "It looks like Osric Village..."

    During the leaking day, three magicians (wizards) were walking in the woods of broad leaves.

    There was only about an animal about a bird that was born and accidentally inhabited, but the surrounding woods seemed like they could also hike, whether it was maintained by the clergy of the Temple of Truss-Sink.

    "Sure when you ask me. Don''t remind me of a place we used to train together."

    "Yeah......"

    I had invited Yut, who could hardly get the hang of activating a science spell, to practice in the woods near the village of Ozlic.

    I guess I''m glad you remembered that. Len looks embarrassed and smiles that make the beholder feel happy.

    At that time, there were shocking events where Valtrude was in the water bath, or where Ren fell down with heat, which I will not forget.

    "The first time I used a spell, I came home from the woods."

    I''m not old enough to immerse myself in memories, but I feel nostalgic.

    That''s all, I guess that means a lot has happened.

    "But this is more of a game than an inspection."

    "Disagreement is an unexpected development. As an elf, isn''t it calming in the woods?

    I don''t know, I forgot.

    "Elves are a forest species, aren''t they?

    "Get out of there. It''s been decades."

    Again, "I forgot," he snapped, and Tertione wandered his nostalgia again. Looks like it''s time for me to be dying to smoke.

    "Is that what it is?"

    I didn''t care about my mentor''s past, but he wouldn''t tell me if I asked. My daughter Ren knows that, too, and she won''t say anything.

    Just gaze after my father''s back going forward.

    (I wish this parent and child had a few more conversations)

    A clumsy father who is not honest and a daughter who is drawn to her own talents.

    10 minutes to walk, wondering if there''s any way to narrow the distance between those two. Finally, we arrived at the tomb of the goddess of death and sorcery.

    "Wow..."

    A little sister disciple gets honest thoughts on the White Asian spiritual temple, which came right through the woods.

    A domed roof for a pure white appearance that rejects any fouling. There would be a building of 20 meters made of countless square stones stacked together.

    It''s still impossible to make in a man''s hands, a product of miracles.

    It is also beautiful to combine with a garden maintained like the eye of an Acer board in a waterway and aisle, overwhelmed simply by being on this spot.

    "Big deal."

    Put your hands on Ren''s head and praise Tertione as well.

    "In the meantime, let''s have a visit."

    Not for the first time, Yut, somewhat immune, invites the two of them to walk down the aisle of the garden.

    The park and surrounding forests are open to the public, but the temple itself was managed by the Temple of Truss-Sink in Falve.

    It was thought that a cross spear would enter from the Truss-Sink temple in the Wang capital, but something quiet against expectations. A duel with the Cardinal may have worked unexpectedly.

    I chase that out of consciousness, and I exchange words with Arcia''s men at the entrance to get them into something.

    So I met an unexpected person.

    "Mr. Kagra, why..."

    "I didn''t expect to see you here."

    Why she''s here.

    Yut, who came to think of it, can''t carry on two sentences.

    I don''t even notice him wearing Li Kutua priest (Priest) clothes like a witch outfit instead of a familiar Japanese made-up look and holding something like a board wrapped in cloth around his chest.

    "Maybe..."

    "Inside the Dragon Man (Draconut)...?

    Did Ren realize the same possibility, alternating the faces of Yut and Kagra with a sinking face?

    Decent, neck-clapping kagra.

    A rare and adorable look on her face that she deserves to be judged as beautiful.

    "No. No, you''re not!

    But that won''t last long. Now, hurry up and wave your hand aside and deny it all.

    "I''m here to give you this."

    "Is that...?

    Kagra removes the cloth and shows him the wooden plate he was holding in his chest.

    "I talked to Master Alcia, because it meant that you could just give me your name. Exactly, because I couldn''t bring the tomb."

    "The name of the person who died inside before......?

    "Yes, I carved them all inside"

    Dragon men who have migrated from faraway lands. I''ve come to avoid war fire from hiding, so I''ll bring my household tools, so make the best of it.

    I can''t possibly move the cemetery or anything.

    And Yut didn''t think of that either. It was the same for the dragon men - but life finally settles down and I realize this.

    So, as an alternative, he carved the names of his ancestors on the wooden planks and decided to comfort the spirit.

    It is the dragon god Bahamut whom the dragon men worship, but not without acknowledging the existence of other gods. A merciful Truss-Sink God would not even treat it roughly.

    "I guess I''ll tell the old men too..."

    The same was true of the Rock Titans who moved to this Marquis of Istas territory. It is also possible to visit the grave using Moments of Movement (Teleport), but there is a good chance of reluctance on the other side.

    Then it would be better to worship here in the same way.

    Of course, it depends on how they think.

    "Are we done talking?

    Tertione slaps Yut''s shoulder thinking so.

    As it was, he slammed it slightly rampantly and encouraged it to move to the back of the temple.

    I don''t put it in my mouth, but I''m telling you not to think deeply.

    I guess I felt the care of the master. Yut separated his guilt from what needed to be done and snorted firmly.

    The temple is a vast space of more than 100 meters, both vertical and horizontal, with ceilings close to 15 meters.

    In contrast to the appearance of white Asia, the interior is pitch black. Tough spaces are blurred out by the myriad sparkles on the walls.

    The lack of windows and yet no smoke or coal would be a sign that it''s not just a bump.

    There is little decoration or anything in the position to hit the chapel.

    But in the deepest part of the temple rested a red tower that reached the ceiling. Little, if any, remains can be delivered to the graves in this basement, but they do not usually go there. It was to offer prayers to the dead towards the upright stretching treasure tower, made of red balls representing this Truss-Sink God.

    On the altar set up before it rests a wooden plank strictly named after Kagra. After this, it seems that the priest of the Temple of Truss-Sink will devote himself to the underground.

    Close your eyes out of no-one and pray with each fluent.

    In Yut''s case, that was close to an apology though.

    Okay, let''s go.

    Less than a minute, Tertione says that. Elves may have a different outlook on death.

    At the end of the day, it''s the library.

    "I will return to the castle first."

    Kagra, who had prayed for the longest time, also looks up and tells Yut. It was already the face of his maid.

    "No, I don''t care if I take a day off like this..."

    ''Cause that''s not gonna happen either.''

    Apologize for Yut''s generosity and leave the temple alone.

    (Something needs to be filled. You''re doing great, and I think I''ll ask you if there''s anything you want me to do...)

    If Kagra had listened to his heart, he would have made a small leap, while pulling Ren''s hand and Yut also started walking to his next destination.

    "Have you finally arrived?"

    Yuut twinkles with a sense of panacea with a look like he''s survived a hard and painful while looking at a circular library on two floors.

    "Yeah...... Hey, maybe I''m hungry."

    Next to that, Ren says shyly while holding her belly down adorably.

    "You''re the one who stopped by."

    Turtione with his head behind those two.

    "In the meantime, still eat this"

    Still well taken care of, I took the golden flat sugar-like confectionery out of the porch and shoved it into my daughter''s mouth. Items carried from Hardenturm, which were quite expensive but also effective against children.

    "Sweet...... right. Father... but..."

    "It''s delicious, that''s fine...... but yuut!

    It was also for a moment that he had a tender smile on his daughter. When I gave him a rugged look, he approached his apprentice with a large crotch and dropped his penis on the top of his head.

    "What is it? I was just looking at you because I thought you were smiling."

    "I don''t care about your face."

    "Father...... Don''t slap me, you can''t... right?

    "Your daughter seems to be on our side?

    "Is it not enough yet?"

    "I''m sorry. Now, go without me."

    Apologizing only for the form, Yut rushed out to the library of the Knowledge God. If Valtrude were here, it would be a surprise sight.

    To his unusual demeanor, if he had watched, Alcia would have smiled bitterly and Acorn would have loved Len.

    "I don''t know how. It''s him."

    I got angry, but it''s not like making it last. In a word, it flows into the water, followed by the Mage (Warlock) and the Mage''s Parent and Son by the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Hard to foresee the two of them catching up, Yut opened the stone door - breathing in the sight of him jumping in.

    "No matter how many times you look at it, don''t be overwhelmed..."

    I don''t have to wonder how to use the expression like a foreign library in this Brewers, but my first impression is exactly that.

    As far as I can see, books, books, books.

    The circular interior, like a concert hall, was in a rind bowl shape. For each of its hierarchies, bookshelves are installed across numerous and many layers, as if to draw circles or to encircle them.

    Its bookshelves are lined with books stored at the same time as the knowledge god Zeras creates a library, a sight exactly what he deserves to call a treasure trove of knowledge.

    The windows are small, but the lights emitted from the magic fixtures (magic items) gently illuminate the entire building, and again, they are adjusted with magic fixtures. No humidity was felt and comfortable temperatures were maintained.

    "Wow..."

    "You have to think about managing it."

    The director of the wooden guide doll (Wood Golem) is responsible for organizing basic collections and maintaining books.

    But it''s hard to make an inventory of how huge it is.

    Now, there are a few empty bookshelves.

    What should be stored there? That, too, was a lot of trouble for my head.

    "For now, let''s go up"

    Before Tertione complains, Yuto moves to the browsing space upstairs.

    Unfortunately, there are very few users of this library. In the first place, the standard level of reading and writing for Valtrude is Brewers.

    Only aristocrats, priests, scholars, magicians, etc. can read books like those found in the library of the Knowledge God. And this falve has an extremely small population other than the clergy.

    However, if school education goes well, the situation should improve in the future as well. In that sense, it could be described as an institution for the future.

    Nevertheless, it makes no difference that it is deserted at the moment.

    The browsing space had become the working space for Nice, the black witch from the Vainamarinen School of Magic.

    In one corner, you can see tons of book wreckage and black chunks.

    Yut and the others try to sew a table for viewing and get closer to you. Ren seemed slightly frightened, though he remained grasping the Great Mage''s robe.

    "I guess it''s late"

    "¡­¡­¡­"

    Nice not stopping the hand of work and responding with a word, "It''s okay". It will be ordered, checking every page of the collection cut by Vainamarinen.

    Stay put for a few minutes.

    You made a paragraph, a chunk of darkness twitched and a bunch of paper came out.

    ".................. ho"

    They have a report.

    Receive a working report using the vegetable paper produced by the dragon men in the Kera Forest and a note stacked on top of it.

    "All in all, there were 371 books. That''s the Great Sage. It''s tough, but let''s do our best!

    That''s what the note I was given said.

    Look at the note at hand, again.

    Look at Nice''s face. No, I can''t see the hood in the way.

    Look up to heaven. I saw the ceiling. Exquisite sculpture.

    "I see. Is that a translation problem?"

    Betting on the possibility, Yut hands the note to his master.

    "What?

    Surprisingly, Tertione glanced at the content, hands on his chin, where his mustache remained, tilted his neck, looked down at the black lump - Nice - and snapped a word.

    "What... what...?

    Apparently, Yut''s hopes were cut off.

    (Email makes you rap, that kind of system. Right)

    I guess people like that, when it comes to being there. They just didn''t use emoticons.

    If I remember, I might use it.

    "In the meantime, shall we work"

    Yuut recovering from the shock turns to what was a stacked book in one corner - an object.

    The "Repair Items" spell is five times a day for Yut alone. With the addition of TURTIONE or REN, ten books will be able to be repaired.

    "Damn. Yut, I''m not doing this for you. Don''t get me wrong."

    "On the contrary, do other interpretations exist¡­"

    "Oh?"

    "Yes, sir. Anyway, I appreciate it."

    While bitterly laughing at the tales of a master who can''t be honest, Yut retrieves the spell.

    But the work didn''t start.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, I want you here at once"

    "... surprised"

    Not Yut, but Ren holding his chest to surprise an unexpected visitor.

    Although she hastily tries to follow her, the movement stops with the next word issued by the terminal of the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon).

    "The Spelllight has appeared"

    "Queen Elizabeth..."

    Her visit, which morbidly loves Larsia.

    That was enough to make Yut have feelings similar to the approaching typhoon.

 327 7. The Queen of the Other World and

    Yuut, taken to Dal-Lukash - Len and T¨¹rtione have left in the library of the Knowledge God - was on the deck of a dimensional sailing ship (Plain Craft) floating on the River of Ladies.

    Then reunite with the Queen of the Other World, along with Valtrude, whom the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) brought in the same way.

    "It''s been a while, both of you."

    Gracefully, Elizabeth smiled at the lord and his husband. It''s an unexpected visit and it''s not on her, but at the same time, it''s not easy to bow your head because of the difference in identity.

    A brilliant greeting, not grumpy or disrespectful, on that border.

    Exactly, bloodless moves. He is a craftsman who cannot be imitated by Valtrude or by Yut.

    "I''m glad to see you again. Welcome to"

    But the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia has her weapon.

    Slightly unfamiliar responses also blow up some flaws and so on if combined with Valtrude''s incomparable beauty.

    The usual magical silver (Mithral) armor is not worn, but the spineless standing and the Rin majesty are not beaten by the Queen.

    Even the droids (Warmakinas) who serve behind the queen were drunk by their beauty.

    (Yeah. Val won)

    I''m not competing for anything, but in terms of charm (charisma), I don''t have anyone who can beat my beloved wife. It is not an eyelid. It''s a simple fact.

    I want to hold Valtrude''s hand like that, stroke her silky hand hair, touch her cherry blossom lips.

    - The desire was not even made for a bite, and Yut thanked him properly and asked him what he had to confirm.

    "You''re visiting earlier than planned. What can I get you?

    "No......"

    Elizabeth blushes like a maiden in love, and says like a poor girl.

    "I don''t know, I had a bad feeling,"

    "Is it Master Left..."

    Sixth sense rather than sharp survey. Almost, isn''t it close to psychic powers? However, the opponent is exclusive to Larsia.

    I was delayed in noticing the other characters because I was thinking of not having such a benefit either.

    "Yaho. Erie, how are you?

    The voice sounds from the port.

    Sooner than anyone else, the Lord of the Voice jumped into the air and cut off his stubborn steel tree deck like iron.

    At this point, it is finally possible to recognize that it is a breed (magner) of hairy meadows.

    The usual heavenly seamlessness, but she wasn''t the only one who showed up with me.

    "Damn it."

    The baby Ritna carried raised a voice that seemed to be fun.

    "Sister, the child..."

    "Oh. Larsia-kun''s niece and Lavinia."

    I can''t help but be told that they are insane, such as leaving a baby with someone else without a lifetime, but the other person is the Tyrone God''s Minute Divine Body (Avatar). I don''t need to worry about anything.

    Lavinia is the name we gave her while we were growing up together. It should have been a different name, but "That''s better!," said Merla - Larsia''s sister, who had changed her name slightly.

    It is truly a meadow race-like flexibility.

    "Niece? Does niece mean the son of Lady Larsia''s brother?

    "It''s my sister''s child."

    "Ha..."

    Listening to Yut''s supplement, Elizabeth graduated.

    One of the robots who held back behind him supported his back, but Yut and Valtrude could only face each other.

    (Why, fall...?

    It shouldn''t have been a misleading expression, but that Elizabeth wouldn''t be surprised if some conversion work occurred between the ears and the brain.

    Once again, Yut tells Kang to include it.

    "Uh, I''ll say it again. It''s not Larsia and Mr. Ritna''s child. Larsia''s sister, Merla''s daughter, Lavinia."

    "I adore my niece, Lady Larsia wakes up to her fatherhood, she can have children with your sister, she is separated if she is not needed by a stone woman... I adore my niece, Lady Larsia wakes up to her fatherhood, she can have children with your sister, she is separated if she is not needed by a stone woman... I adore my niece, Lady Larsia wakes up to her fatherhood, she can have children with your sister, she is separated if she is not needed by a stone woman..."

    There is no such thing as a wise queen who also advised Yut on diplomacy.

    There was a new wife there who was worried about her daughter-in-law and mistress issues.

    Though completely ahead of schedule, it is also difficult to solve misunderstandings when this happens.

    But I can''t leave it because it''s difficult.

    Valtrude takes a step forward and scolds the queen imprisoned by the worst imagination.

    "Larsia wouldn''t be the man to do that. Insulting my people, let''s stop it."

    Never out loud, but stuck in my mind with wonder.

    The light finally returns to the eyes of the queen of the other kingdoms who received it directly from the front.

    "Yes...... Right. I don''t believe in my husband, I don''t believe in my wife."

    "Exactly"

    "... you''ve changed"

    "I''m married, too."

    "Fair enough, that''s"

    Look alternately at Valtroude and Yut''s face, slap their hands and bless them.

    "About me, it''s fine now. Because of this, why don''t you say hello to Lavinia?"

    "What a mess you did with me. Sister, Lavinia can join us for tea. So, Larsia, where are you going?"

    At last, Elizabeth has reached its core.

    But there were those who stood in the way of its course.

    "Your Majesty. I am afraid that we would like to give priority to official business"

    Armor that covers the entire body without scraping.

    I''m going to be worried that I can move decently with that weight, but that''s useless.

    He is the "land of oblivion" where Elizabeth and others live. A mechanic created by a factory manager (plant manager) who said he existed in the old civilization.

    Anyway, they''re robots, because that armor is the main body.

    "It''s better to finish the assignment first, but vacation is fun"

    "Damn, give me the truth about Batras..."

    But he was still a terrible subordinate.

    "I''m glad you understand."

    "So do you mind if we have a meeting now"

    "Of course it is. Mr. Ritna, please return with Val to the fortress. When you''re done with your work, take Mr. Elizabeth to a welcome party."

    "I''m glad about that. By the way, Larsia..."

    "If you''re Larsia, go far at work. After a while, I think I''ll be back."

    "Ugh...... Right. It is also the wife''s job to wait for her husband to return and protect the house. Oh, Larsia, my lord. Your Eliza is looking forward to your return."

    Seeing that enthusiastic gesture of good wife, Valtrude also nodded as impressed.

    I''m happy with that in itself, but I don''t really want you to refer to Elizabeth.

    "Come on, let''s get this over with."

    Elizabeth invites such yut aboard.

    But Batras doesn''t move.

    "Well. First, I''ll come looking for a cat in the city. Because cats are cute."

    "What''s wrong with official business, official business? Pushing the right argument on me... eh"

    "Ha ha. What are you saying? Speaking of Her Majesty the Queen and an escort knight in the same line, etc. I wonder if you even sprung ugly on your head. Biological parts are tough."

    As always, he was a terrible subordinate.

    "I''m not willing to escort anyone while I name him the Guardian Knight..."

    But, well, even more so now.

    Besides, there are other escort robots, and whatever happens with Yut. No, I can deal with it before it happens.

    "Oh, I don''t have Yona right now, because I don''t know her when I go to school. Be careful."

    Remembering that Batras had previously gone to love wildcats entering and leaving elementary school, Yut takes a light-hearted look.

    "Don''t worry. It hurts, but it''s not necessary. It''s still popular with kids."

    When he uttered a dialogue that could even be described as gentlemanly, he raised the smoke from his feet and flew away to the city of Falve.

    "... Val, tell those who remain in the Temple of Helenonia to be careful"

    "Right. Yeah, let''s do that."

    Only on a day like this are Exile, Alaina and T¨¹rtione on the pedestal of God.

    I don''t even think I failed, but, well, it would be basically harmless.

    In his defense to no one that way, Yut went to the negotiating table for a different world deal.

    "Can''t we somehow bring back live fish?

    It will be several times, the queen''s cabin.

    It''s a pure white room the opposite of Steeltree''s pitch black. The room, brightly illuminated by lighting and decorated with ornamental plants, is very unlikely to be on the ship.

    So while sinking into the sofa - which is in the royal cabin, naturally the finest - Yut was inquisitive of the challenges cut out of Elizabeth.

    "Sure, last time you brought back stripping and dried food"

    Sailing on dimensional sailing vessels lasts a long time and can be difficult to carry alive. As a result, it was decided to carry it in as some kind of research sample.

    Nevertheless, it was an invaluable product for the Land of Oblivion, where ecosystems were destroyed by several global disasters and wars¡­.

    "Yes. Again, you can''t reproduce unless you''re alive."

    "This is the best part..."

    If there was a way, I could also say that I was doing it last time.

    Unfortunately, if you keep it in an infinite storage bag, it doesn''t mean you can carry it as you go. Although there seems to be a tendency for food to be less prone to rot because of the rarity of oxygen compared to the size of the interior, for creatures, the opposite becomes a harmful space.

    The same would apply to preservative bottles such as Preservation Bottles.

    "From Japan, I need a big tank and pump... without electricity"

    No aquarium.

    So what else as a way to carry fish......

    "Frozen...... is, no. I''m not talking about ingredients."

    It doesn''t make sense to freeze it.

    So, the flash ran.

    "Right. Petrification."

    "... the basilisk is there, but I do"

    "No, there are spells that can petrify organisms. Keep that on the fish and de-curse it over there. Now you can carry it alive. No, but given the efficiency, would it be quicker to get the basilisk caught and petrified..."

    Elizabeth looks at Yut with a surprising gaze as she begins to think of concrete measures.

    The idea of jumping over common sense.

    The skill of the world''s leading scientific spells and their knowledge.

    There will be people with either side, but not people with both sides.

    I''m also slightly jealous when I know Larsia won''t try to get away from him. No human being is this funny, and likely to cause funny things.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    "Wonderful wisdom."

    Rewear the mask of an exchanger and send an unmistakable praise.

    "We will naturally multiply you for using that spell."

    "That''s a story you don''t even wish for."

    From here, flora and fauna.

    From there, rare ores such as Adamantine.

    At first glance it also seems to be unequal trade, but in "The Land of Forgetfulness," Adamantin and others are common materials.

    It was in a WIN-WIN relationship, complementing each other''s missing objects.

    (Now I wonder what to ask Dravael for. No, I have to give it to Mainz, too. Is there a problem?

    But that''s not something to think about right now.

    Yut shook his head and drove the thought, removing a book from the bag of infinite storage.

    The Book of Secret and Fantasy, Guide to Lovers.

    Having read that book, which is classified in the Book of Divinity (Grimoire) - not that it had a lower heart - I was not sure what to do with finding a certain statement.

    I got lost, but in the end, I decided to tell Larsia.

    "How dare you find me..."

    "So I guess I talked to him first. So, what do we do?

    "Of course, discard...... No, if that girl comes next, just tell me."

    "... is that good?

    "It''s not good, it''s not good... but it''s also kind of quiet"

    - That said, Larsia''s mood was immeasurable, but in the end, there was nothing we could do without the consent and love of both sides.

    So Yut pushed the Book of Depth to Elizabeth''s side.

    "The Book of Secrets and Fantasies¡­? Nice name, but this is..."

    "In fact, there was a way in this book for men and women of different races to have children."

    "What do you want! Do you want control of our country!?"

    "Because I don''t need it."

    There''s more to the enclave than that.

    Besides, if that happens, Larsia will also help govern, so we only get Elizabeth. Very, I couldn''t say it was a fair deal.

    "That''s just because there''s nothing Larsia can do without using a science spell. Only there, you two. No, the three of us? Anyway, please discuss it carefully."

    "Of course!

    More important than anything else in the world, Elizabeth holds the Book of Fantasy in her breasts.

    To her like that, she opens her mouth with a slight fear of hearing or not.

    "Not instead, but I''m a little short of a hand, so I asked you to lend me the power of the Spelllight."

    Yut, yes, conveyed his own request with regret.

 328 7.5. Before the operational decision

    "So Zhuyin"

    "What?"

    "I appoint you as Lord''s deputy."

    "Again?"

    "Yes. Again, I''m sorry"

    "Drink this and calm down," Yuut, who summoned his childhood friend to the office, recommended a coffee brewed with cagra.

    The acorn sitting on the couch is silent, making her gaze back and forth between her childhood friend and the coffee cup.

    "Ma''am, can I have two sugars?

    "Hmm. Measure it well."

    I wonder if that''s any different, while I add two spoons of sugar as requested. It''s not the squared sugar I brought in from Earth. It''s white sugar from the Brewers imported from the Southern continent.

    Although it is so luxurious that the eyes pop out from the common people, they have recently shown that there is a lot of scattering, such as buying magic equipment (magic items) that cost as much as 500 gold coins even though it is disposable, so it is not a problem that it is more meaningful than that.

    Most importantly, it would have been acorn values and if Regina had been on the spot, her smile would have been tight.

    "So you''re going somewhere?

    "Oh. Hey, thank you"

    "What Yankee?"

    "If you get licked, you lose, it''s the same thing in this industry."

    If it''s just the exterior, I hold my head wondering how the Yankee Neighbor Akane she calls this happened. The coffee I drink at the Brewers was somewhat bitter.

    Yut on the other hand, drinking the same coffee in black doesn''t change one complexion.

    Shortly, he tells Akane that he has to attack about two places because of the attack on Alcia. If that happens, both myself and Valtrude will be vacating the territory for a while.

    "It wasn''t the Yankees, it was the Yakuza..."

    "If you show weakness, that''s it."

    Nobility, the state, criminals are no stranger to being attacked if they stay facial and continue to intimidate their surroundings. No matter how immense the beast is, if the fangs fall asleep, it is inferior to rotting meat fishing.

    "I mean, it''s about appearance, so there''s something about Zhuyin''s work that goes with it. Lately, it looks like a charismatic hairdresser."

    "I didn''t do that much. Just makeup, makeup."

    "I wonder if it''s just a matter of time..."

    "I can''t. Anyway, something busy with a script from a play pushed by someone"

    "... for once, how about a date on Earth?

    "Heh..."

    That is a fascinating suggestion.

    But I wasn''t so beginner as to jump to the detour.

    "So, what''s that mind?

    "I can''t keep the Infinite Portal from you at all times, and I want you to go out with me because I need to discuss it with the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) for once..."

    Date after work.

    Needless to say, this is negative. Angry would be forgiven.

    But.

    To accompany him to the work, Acorn was chosen, neither Valtrude nor Alcia. I mean, they''re counting on you. Sometimes it''s because it''s the planet, but if you think so, your face is going to burn.

    But he summoned his willpower to overthrow it.

    Aren''t you sorry?

    "Well, fine. Let''s hit our hands with that. I can''t blame you very much."

    "Thanks. Nice to meet you."

    "But the items that come and go with that planet, that sounds convenient. That''s right, it feels like the dragon just had it?

    "Right. But in the first place, it''s not just a treasure piece (artifact) that connects to Earth."

    Yut says so, but Acorn didn''t even stop because he wasn''t interested.

    He was the archmage (Arch Mage) who seemed a little sorry, but he quickly changed his mind and went back to work.

    "I know it''s a bad place to be busy, but, well, I''ll be back within a week for now, and I''ll just really need a settlement, and I''ll check back later,"

    "Well, that would be nice..."

    At least, you two have gone to Earth and whenever you come back. No, it was a long way compared to when I didn''t even know if I could come back.

    However, the situation where territorial management lags behind due to a week or so of travel is a structural defect. Shouldn''t we do something about it?

    "Why don''t you ask your uncle and aunt to come early?

    "No, you... That''s..."

    "Hmm?"

    "You''re telling me you know the conditions under which they''re moving."

    "Conditions... oh"

    Grandson.

    I mean, he said if Yut and Valtrude had a baby, he''d quit his job and move to the Brewers. Seeing my son being chased for intense duty.

    "As far as I''m concerned, you''re welcome. I''m stuck in order."

    "They said it was like flow work..."

    "Because I''m not a maiden. Be more dignified."

    "I don''t know."

    I can tell you how unique these two are to be able to talk about it. For that matter, there is a lack of colour.

    This time, no.

    "But you''re right."

    I put my finger on every one of them, and Acorn says as he thinks.

    "Even a child with me, for my uncle and aunt, doesn''t make a difference to my grandson, does it?

    A naughty smile I''ve seen many times since I was born.

    Well, my eyes aren''t laughing. Seriously, those winning eyes tell me.

    The gap, coupled with her tight, feminine proportions, is badly appealing. No, it looks compelling.

    "... we all have an agreement, don''t we?

    Without love for Valtrude. And if I hadn''t planned to see him after this, I might have pushed him down on the couch like he was floating in heat.

    "That''s too bad. Well, I''ll be waiting for the next family meeting with cosplay costumes. Come back soon."

    "I said cosplay..."

    Acorn jokes and laughs, but is that serious or not?

    To Yut, no, it''s Yut, I couldn''t make a decision.

    I pushed Yut aside, another appointment scheduled.

    Its opponent, the Grassland Race (Magner), sat on the couch in the office - where the acorn was - with a difficult look on his face.

    The Great Mage, who knows why, dares not speak up.

    "Thank you, Kagra"

    "No, it''s my job."

    Instead, tell him to thank his maid for bringing him a coffee replacement.

    Unlike when we met at the cemetery of the goddess of death and sorcery, Kagra is back in her maid''s clothes close to the Japanese costume.

    Originally, it should be used for witch outfits if it means going back.

    Not so long ago, it was also evidence that she was familiar with her existence.

    "Speaking of which, Mr. Kagra,"

    "Can I help you?

    "I mean for... Do you have anything you want or want me to do?

    I guess the word was totally unexpected.

    Soon, I tilt my neck cutely.

    "Why not?

    "In a way that''s like a daily thank you"

    Why, how did that happen?

    I can''t keep up with the rapid deployment, and Kagra pauses.

    "Nothing if you don''t like it..."

    "That''s not true!

    I interpret it as reluctant, and when I think about it, I wait in advance when Yut tries to flip the foreword, which I thought might be to powerhouse or sexual harassment.

    Being married didn''t really understand the woman''s heart.

    Most importantly, Valtrude may not be helpful because he has no backing table.

    "Right...... Because of this, I''d like to go to a busy city."

    "I see. Then is it Hardenturm, Sejour or Folio-Farina..."

    Either way, it''s hard to go away, given your plans after this.

    "So you take a break while I''m away, go on a trip or something? If it''s Hardenturm, ask Regina or Ritna -"

    "Never been there, Folio-Farina is good!

    "Yes, sir"

    A dragon man (Draconut) witch who somehow moves in and closes her face.

    Pushed by the momentum, I nod unexpectedly.

    "But if it''s not convenient for me or Yona, I can''t go..."

    "Now let me accompany Master Yut when he goes out to Folio-Farina"

    problem solving and Kagra nods satisfactorily.

    And if you can''t wait to be made something you didn''t, you leave the office early enough.

    Yut and Larsia. Just the two of us.

    You wouldn''t show it when you hear the world is going to perish. A sinking facade. I''ve never seen a meadow species or anything like that shut up for more than 10 minutes.

    Before that anomaly, whilst somewhat upset, I say something that needs to be said clearly.

    "So, as we talked about, I gave the book of secrets and fantasies, Guide of Lovers, to Queen Elizabeth."

    "Yeah......"

    "I mean, you don''t hate it, do you?

    "As a friend, right?

    "But that''s not the subject..."

    "Yes, but..."

    Not that Elizabeth is like this, but long limbs, large, are not subject to the aesthetic sensation of the meadow species. That''s for sure.

    But at the same time, there are emotions that aren''t all that good.

    So, I guess I''m getting more worried.

    "Shaking maiden heart..."

    "Yeah. That''s creepy"

    "Totally."

    What a hard smile to name and decide there was no current story.

    We''re free.

    "Yeah. Right."

    I think disorder and freedom are different... but I agree with you for now.

    "Then it''s also a mistake to be trapped in stereotypes!

    "... if it was a sense of duty, I''d be rude to them too."

    "... that? Doesn''t Yut want to draw favorable conditions from that side?

    "It''s more about Larsia''s feelings than that."

    "Wow...... I''m having trouble reacting..."

    "Don''t even think about it. It''s hard."

    Yut said to the throw, sitting deep on the couch. Take your gaze off your best friend and look at the ceiling. Somehow, it''s embarrassing to have a serious conversation with Larsia, or it disrupts the pace.

    More than that, you two get into a bottomless swamp.

    "Three days."

    So I decided to set a deadline.

    "Operation Raid on an example location you''ve had reconnaissance. I''m ready to accept this one too, so I need three days to make the decision."

    Tell them to make a decision in the meantime.

    Of course, if there is hope, we can send it more ahead, but even weirdly long enough, it just produces a roundabout.

    Hence, three days.

    "... I get it."

    Rarely sneer and twirl your fingertips to get lost.

    But that''s a flash, too.

    "Well, I''ll do good!

    Soon he regains his usual condition and then jumps off the couch and leaves the room.

    "While the air is energetic... I guess"

    At the same time as the door could be closed with momentum, it leaked a twinkle.

    Anyway, I hope it turns out happy for everyone.

    I was also well aware that it wasn''t just if I was baking to take care of someone else - but I couldn''t help wishing for such a convenient future.

 329 8. Retaliation and Raids: Inverstad Castle

    Western part of the Verga Empire.

    In the corner of the forest was the castle of Bergler, King of the Beasts "wandering warrior.

    Its Imbrustad castle, built by cutting through the woods, stands far from magnificent, however.

    The walls are loaded in a necessary but messy way, and the lines drawn with them are snoring. The battle flags are torn everywhere, and the castles of the semi-basin structure give creeps to the beholder.

    More importantly, piles struck around the perimeter were exposed to a number of white boned bodies.

    It is the custom of the beast man who boasts of his victory over the mighty and glorifies the loser, but from the perspective of other races, he has no evil taste.

    The deepest part of the castle.

    Between the wounded thrones, the "wandering warrior¡± Burgler was alone, sober with a bitter expression.

    Dwarven Beer is bitter and has a high alcohol content. That was in line with Burgler''s taste, but now all that bitterness is accentuated and only abomination solicits.

    The reason for this is simple.

    A select elite unit dispatched for the assassination of Valtrude Istas interrupted the call and it will be another week. Based on information from another route, you''d definitely think it was devastated.

    Reishi Empress. The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, who hated the red-haired demigod.

    I wasn''t sure I could kill that in one step, but there''s so much to it that I don''t think I can kill one of my people either. what went out on its own if not in the midst of a war of inheritance, and "wandering warriors¡± got

    I almost gripped the goblet.

    Velga Empire Inheritance War. The last command issued by the evil demigod during his death.

    If it''s the Empress''s life, let''s smash it whether it''s Azur Srl or the head of the Black Dwarf.

    But Burgler himself, unexpectedly, was not initially on board.

    Death of the Empress. It brought so much remorse, anger and hatred that it was annoying but boiled back.

    The wound worn between the thrones of the castle of Imbrustad, which has never been attacked before, was also worn by him, who became semi-frequent in the face of an obituary.

    By then I had been a beloved burgler of Verga, but when I heard that he would take the strongest as his successor, the first thing that came to mind was Bone Novor, who ¡°grabs heaven as well¡±.

    I could honestly obey that ¡°uncle," and I was convinced that it was the same for kings of other races.

    But ¡°Uncle¡± drops out of the successor race early.

    If so, the will of Empress Reiki will be inherited by herself. It is on the earth that she creates the destruction and chaos of her choice, chanting the strongest and the hegemony, and the dawn when the Empress reappears, that she receives the Word of Labor.

    No, maybe I can get a compliment from that Verga.

    That alone was enough reason to fight a former colleague. No, now that the red-haired demigods have disappeared from the earth, they are only enemies.

    At the same time, revenge must be served.

    But that was a failure.

    It doesn''t mean that the elite troops of that beast man failed.

    Yes. It was a mistake to send autumn waves to both. The prey should have been left alone. At least for this ¡°wandering warrior¡± burgler.

    I''m sorry I got a weird hue, but I''m not lost anymore.

    Crush Valtrude Istas, Yut Amaxa, his people with all his might.

    The Beasts are fit for covert action. Lead the men across the tower walls, longitudinally through the Rotosilt kingdom, and ravage the Marquis of Istas.

    There is no other way to clear this humiliation.

    The moment I was so determined, the castle of Imbrustad rocked. That tremor does not subside, and I hear screams until between the thrones half underground.

    My men rush in under a burgler who stands up for something.

    The "wandering warrior¡± who heard the report slammed the goblet to the ground with his anger.

    "Ooh. Here we go, here we go."

    In the corner of the woods away from the castle of Imbrustad, prairie species (Magner) cheer as if they could even see fireworks.

    But no one launches fireworks in a place like this because it''s night now.

    Its explosion sound alone is not often a mistake, but I guess the only reason I can cheer in this situation is because, after all, it''s Larsia.

    After a moment of indulgence, turn your gaze back to the horizon.

    Beyond the darkness at night, there are several buildings that deserve to be called barnyards and the figures who keep an eye on them. They were guarding their surroundings by setting fire to it.

    "Well, here we go."

    He said he was trying to get close to a place like that, but there''s no such thing as nervousness. He snuck out of the woods looking completely calm and caught behind a nearby beast man looking anxiously over the sky.

    A beast man who doesn''t notice the bandit (Rogue) behind just a few dozen centimeters and keeps standing on the outpost. But blaming him alone would be harsh. Anyway, his colleagues haven''t noticed at all either.

    Instead, you should praise Larsia for doing all this without even using the Transparency (Transparency) spell.

    I don''t know what kind of beast man he is because his opponent hasn''t been in the form of half beast half man yet. Think about the aftermath of the transformation, or just a light outfit with long spears on leather armor (leather armor).

    It''s convenient.

    When Larsia pulled out the dagger (short sword), she scaffolded it around the belt of the beast man who took her back and stabbed the demonized dagger in her neck by holding her mouth with her left hand.

    ".................. Gu"

    A breathless beast man who can''t even lift the voice of the disconnected demon. There is no point in endurance beyond human beings, or muscle strength that, if hit, will crush grassland species and so on.

    "Come on, next"

    When I quickly sheathed the dagger, I took out the magic short wand (magic wand) instead of the usual bow this time.

    Shake it down in what can be described as an unmade motion, and it is sucked into the other beasts as if the light divided into several strips draws a line in the darkness.

    Eyes, sides, heart, etc all to the steeple.

    "If it''s a spell, it doesn''t matter if it''s silver."

    It doesn''t matter what kind of weapon you shoot through the steeple, but Larsia, lying so loud, approaches one of the barns while being lit by a burning fire.

    Jonah and I go down and find out this is where the human slaves are being pushed in.

    They''re driven out by farming and stuff during the day, too, just off at night. So I dared to choose the night when the decision of the operation was the time of the beast man.

    I didn''t put out the temper because after this, I need it when I move them.

    "I got three days off, but I wonder if I fulfilled the norm"

    The rest of the enemy can only be left to their companions in the air.

    In order to explain the situation to some people and persuade them to calm down and follow the instructions, Larsia deliberately entered the largest building in footsteps.

    Dimensional Navigation Vessel (Plain Craft) Spelllight with Black Steel Tree

    deck.

    Exile, who rose in arms there, was often flying consciousness from the battlefield to memories of the past.

    This Spelllight is an ancient heritage in The Land of Oblivion, then classified as a battleship. It has dozens of artillery guns on one side and overwhelms other ship species with fire.

    The ammunition was produced on board and, conversely, other ways of procuring it have been lost, but the storage was adequate.

    Rain and shells are shot out of the air far beyond the reach of the beasts, smashing the castle of Imbrustad. I can hear the anger and the scream, it''s going to be so far.

    If you can''t do this, you can''t go on dangerous voyages that cross dimensions.

    It can be taken for granted in that sense, but I can''t wait to be exposed to artillery fire.

    "Exile, you remind me of the old days."

    "Oh. Even then, Larsia was acting alone."

    The Rock Giant (Jarloot) nods loudly at the words of the queen surrounded by the armor of the escort (Warmakina).

    An adventure in The Land of Forgotten, visited by Yut looking for a way to come back here even after he returned to his hometown. It was a very similar situation to when two of Larsia and Exile challenged a showdown with her uncle to help Elizabeth.

    West of the Verga Empire. I mean, it shouldn''t be unrelated to the experience then that Elizabeth doesn''t have a single color of tension, even though she''s intruding deep into enemy ground.

    At the time, I didn''t know this ship had the ability to cross dimensions, and Elizabeth was a poor, frivolous girl.

    Like now, for some reason, I wasn''t being satisfied with it.

    Never. Never.

    Exile cannot determine whether that change is the preferred one. But I don''t think it''s okay if the parties are happy.

    Though I cannot forbid sympathy for the familiar ministers, given the disturbances that will occur upon her return.

    "But think about it, you''ve got Yut and Valtrude at the center"

    Without them I would never have gone to the Land of Forgetfulness, nor would I have met Elizabeth.

    And if they didn''t marry, they wouldn''t get the book of secrets and fantasies, Guide of Lovers, nor would Elizabeth twinkle with Nico with strange joy.

    "Yeah. So it''s cheap if you can repay it to this extent"

    "Totally."

    While fully agreeing, I unwrapped my arm. And watch the stamp on your chest.

    It''s about time, it would fit.

    "I''ll put a piece on it"

    Good luck.

    A sincere prayer of the queen is offered on the back of the rock giant.

    Exile, who received it, jumped off the deck in a light-hearted motion that did not snag at the giant.

    altitude that would clash to the ground without even having to think about it, but of course, that would not happen. The white winged seal attached to the Dragon Scale armor emits light, and has the same effect as the Floating (Levitate) spell, landing from the foot to the ground without any injury.

    In front of the castle gate at Inverstad Castle. Excellent position.

    But it could not kill the momentum altogether, and it was also to gather the ears and eyes of the beasts all together with the power and power of the shells. It''s disposable, and I don''t have to think of it as low performance instead of magic equipment (magic items) that cost 500 gold coins, but both Yuto and Yona have different behaviors (...), so I can''t help it.

    Besides, I caught my destiny early.

    What emerged from beyond the castle gate was a skinny but long man forged like steel. He has long hair like black tenderness and a sharp gaze that shoots him.

    A man who sticks out his dog teeth and laughs viciously.

    At a glance.

    That''s one king of all races, the "wandering warrior¡± burgler.

    Fear or joy. Both indistinguishable emotions tremble the spine of Exile.

    "You''re the head of the Rock Giant."

    "Exile."

    Without alarm, Spike Flail and a big shield running autonomously look out for "wandering warriors¡±. Other beasts and so on, literally, are no longer in the eye.

    "If I win, I''ll have my hands on this one stopped at Golden Wheel."

    "Wow. This is all I licked. Imitate it. Conversely, what happens if this one wins?

    "Is my life lacking?

    "Ha -"

    Burgler''s body swells.

    I haven''t transformed yet.

    So it''s an illusion. Intrinsic warfare and unwillingness to kill.

    "Enough."

    At a glance, that rock giant said he was a strong man.

    There is nothing else to be ashamed of, such as being distracted only by Valtrude Istas and Yut Amaxa and overlooking such a man.

    Burgler''s heart leaps into the presence of a good enemy that sprang down.

    Still in that emotion, he poked his hand at the earth and, at that moment, popped out with an arrowy momentum.

    Run the earth with four legs and cleave the darkness at night.

    Bergler''s flesh was instantly transformed.

    The body swells up to twice, no, and triple its original size and is clogged with muscles. The pitch-black fur assimilated to the darkness becomes a robust armor, and the ten hook claws, fatally wounded even if just rubbed with a thick arm like a marutai, deserve to be called a symbol of death.

    Long stretched mouths would be lined with sharp fangs, crushing humans and other bites to the bone.

    I hear it''s a werewolf, and it''s the very way everyone thinks of it.

    And the embodiment of nightmares.

    Seeing that, Exile nodded satisfactorily.

    The battle comes with an instant.

    That common perception is formed in both. That was not a prediction or an aspiration but a certainty.

    A weathered werewolf shows a leap beyond a person''s reflectance speed. Neither paying your feet with Spike Flail nor defending yourself with an autonomous shield will come true.

    A "wandering warrior¡± jumps to the rock giant with an arrow-like momentum, rumbling around like a storm and waving his arms.

    And it became a storm of blood.

    Five times in a single breath, the upper body of the Exile is bloodstained. Praise for the king is raised from the beasts surrounding him.

    Fatally wounded, Burgler tried to leave - his thick leg grabbed with a all-powerful grip.

    Half beast, half man. Seeing the rock giant with the eyes as if the king of the werewolf, literally to be called a monster, had encountered a monster.

    I was laughing.

    Exile was laughing, with joy.

    Again, this is how the fight has to be.

    Ig Nus-Zad and Taraskus weren''t bad, but the monster in question.

    Will - not willing to kill enough.

    In that sense, Burgler''s indiscriminate fire was fantastic. Since when, such as avoiding intuition and fatal injuries at soot? I felt the breath of a hot battlefield, and it got expensive.

    "Bakemon are cool!

    "Otherwise, I don''t think we''re going to poke at the evil demigod."

    Don''t ask the obvious, Exile slammed the king of werewolves to the ground.

    "Gu."

    A burgler treated like a stick the giant wields, but has not even suffered minor injuries because it is covered in thick fur.

    Naturally.

    Now it''s your turn.

    The real attack is coming.

    Hit the burgler against the stone wall of the castle of Imbrustad like you throw it away and chase it with Spike Flail without setting it apart.

    Weapon like an anchor, no, I can strike with a murder weapon.

    The surrounding beasts raised a voice similar to that of a scream.

    "Whoa, whoa."

    I forced myself to control where I had risen in that recoil with my powers, and now I stuck that tip in my abs.

    Here''s your chance.

    The king of werewolves grabbed Spike Flail and poked deeper into it. Coupled with the regenerative abilities characteristic of the Beast Man, it should no longer be unprepared. It''s in the same condition you tied up your weapon.

    "What''s wrong, are we done here?

    "Keep it."

    But the prospects are off.

    Fortunately, he no longer falls out, lifting Spike Flail wide with both arms. The chains grew larger and caught a half-beast half-man form of burgler - slamming it to the ground again.

    "Gu-ha."

    The bone is broken, the gut is damaged and the blood reflexes.

    No, it deserves a special mention at a time when it''s still done to that extent.

    But that never led to victory.

    Spike Flail, all the way out, dances hollow and wonders if it moved like a willing creature, two extra times, he is hit hard.

    The head of the rock giant wielded a hard blow with all his might.

    Bring out Spike Flail, then the same total of five attacks as Burgler.

    As a result, Exile is royal and the ¡°wandering warrior¡± is like a crook.

    The surrounding beasts have no more voice. Completely overwhelmed.

    "Good...... dude. Revenge on us... will be upon our successors..."

    "Let''s wait and see"

    Keeping Burgler alive was Yut''s strategic instruction, but apart from that intention, Exile was also in full agreement.

    I don''t know how many years later, but I''m not lying about the word fun next.

    This is how we welcomed one settlement - another was about to be attached.

    in the main mountain of those who worship Murgush.

 330 9. Retaliation and Raids: Murgush Basilica (Previous)

    "Looks like it worked out over there."

    The phrase Larsia sent in her Message spell is simple: "I''m going back." Keeping an eye on it at hand, Yut reports on the pretext that the Bergler''s home - the Inburstad Castle raid - was a success.

    Hearing that, a relief air flowed into the steering room of the Tubassa.

    "So it''s on schedule."

    "I guess."

    However, due to the lack of information, we can only vaguely nod to Valtrude''s confirmation.

    However, since Elizabeth accompanies him this time and also needs the liberation of slaves, he shouldn''t be doing anything like he did when he brought back a large quantity of weapons from the Castle of the Unslain Swordsman.

    No matter how much Larsia, that much distinction...... there is. I''m sure there is.

    Alcia, who felt such anxiety, slapped Yut on the shoulder to help.

    "You just have to believe it, Yut."

    "Believe me, Larsia sent it out... No, in the first place, there''s credibility in that..."

    I trust, but it''s hard to trust.

    Nevertheless, it is certain that now, far away, it is the only way to be.

    No way, Exile, not Larsia, did too much vividly, and Burgler awoke for better or worse, and as a result it didn''t get much retaliation - and so on.

    If you don''t know about that, the Albino girl is rubbing her sleepy eyes and bringing it to Alcia.

    "It''s dawn time, but how long before we plan to arrive"

    "Uh, I don''t think it''ll take an hour. I guess."

    Petra, who holds the steering wheel, answered Batras'' question as she checked the map. But I''m not confident, and the Ash Blonde ponytail looks smudged.

    That''s not impossible either.

    It was only a few days ago that I was driven out into this operation and struck down the manoeuvre of the Tubassa.

    Besides, the Tubasa is a voyage in the sky, not the sea.

    "I''m sorry to make you do unfamiliar things. Because you don''t have to rush."

    "Thank you, Master! But I''m fine!

    Petra appeals with a smile on her face, wanting to show her something useful.

    To that honest reaction, Valtrude, who is in charge of her combat training recently, sent a sight of admiration, and Jonah, who had been approached for another consultation - half asleep - had also nodded lightly.

    I don''t feel a problem with the direction of my efforts, but at the same time, I''m not a bad daughter.

    "But it''s been a long time since I''ve been to my first land. Apart from Chicu."

    "Sure...... Besides, it''s not Momentum."

    "Master, I don''t normally feel comfortable using Momentary Travel..."

    Petra''s best point, but Yut listens softly.

    Instead, I thought about the destination - the Diocese of Murgusz.

    The place where we scrutinized the descriptions of the ancient book "Divinity and its worshippers", conceded from Vainamarinen, and found, on top of that, also relying on pluralistic Daiichi and the Divine Constellation, is far north.

    East of the Verga Empire, it was the kingdom of Tydrack.

    It doesn''t matter where the diocese is if you just bring in the bargaining. But even though your opponent is a follower of God with an evil ministry, it''s not a story if you''re going to fight in an unrelated other country. No matter how little malice or hostility you say, you won''t look good.

    And this is the most critical part, but there were no shards in the yuts, such as the willingness to negotiate with the person who attacked me without question.

    In that case, we must speak properly to the Kingdom of Tidrac.

    If you''re just an adventurer, you can make excuses, but now that was difficult too. Even Valtrude had enough to grasp the situation and change his complexion, but the unexpected connection would allay that concern.

    "Tydrack? Oh, it''s El''s country. I''ll give you a word from the eagle, so do as you please."

    By Vainamarinen, I mean Eldrick the Li Knight, who once partied and stepped through a hundred layers of labyrinth.

    Cathedral Knight (Paladin) encountered in the spiritual world of the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash. Naturally, Yut remembers well.

    Most importantly, Jonah remembers five fifths. Even though he was willing to fight Vainamarinen, he pointed out the suspicion of cheating and vanished - and so on - although he would rather forget it if he were in person.

    This alone makes him a pitiful figure, but he, the leader of Path Finders, plays a part in the reconstruction of his homeland by sparing no effort in using the fame of having reached the depths of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth and the treasures obtained there.

    That country was the kingdom of Tydrack, and it was the Li Knight Eldrick who still reigned as king. In a way, it could be described as a senior of Valtrude or Yut.

    Thus, having overcome the biggest barrier in Conne, there is no longer any reason to hesitate.

    An hour more to fly on the Tubasa. We reached the plateau in the Midwest of the Kingdom of Tidrac, where the Diocese of Murgush exists.

    Furthermore, in its central part, there is a vast rocky area.

    A barren area, where the grass just grows sparsely. But that''s not all. At first glance, strange sights like towers and giant mushrooms are spreading.

    (If it was Earth, it could be World Heritage Certified)

    - And Yut thought, naturally, in a way.

    Numerous legends existed because of such fantastic lands.

    Says, in the middle of the odd rock zone, there is a large hole that leads to Naruto.

    Says a monster living in the land is turning a lost human into an odd rock.

    Says a barren strip of underground exists an underground world full of greenery just opposite the ground.

    From what I can see from above on the Tubasa, I know that the legend is only a legend, because I don''t see any big holes or monsters.

    But not everything is a fabrication.

    Because in the corner of that rocky zone lies the centre of the Murgusz faith.

    If you don''t know that, caves that are likely to pass with natural creation.

    Valtrude pointed there without hesitation.

    "That horizontal hole looks like an entrance"

    "Yeah. Definitely."

    Two priests use Temple Detection (Navigated Temple), a divine spell on the first staircase that teaches the way to the temple where God worshipped and identifies the final position.

    Not too far away temples are eligible, but they work to narrow down the location.

    In response to that allegation, Petra suspends the Tubasa.

    I''ve heard the operation and the rep, but for final confirmation before we go in. Another reason is because Yut took out the spell documents and started preparing them in various ways.

    "Undead Claw Marks."

    In addition to his usual companions, Yuut will also use a large number of grant spells that last for long periods of time on Petra and Batras.

    In addition, he has invited lions of the heavenly species from the field of the Holy Beast in the Eighth Staircase''s theoretical spell "Invitation of Lions in Heaven (Beastlands)," and has used some spell at the price of several thousand pieces of gold coins in total.

    Especially the latter, I couldn''t even imagine what would work with Petra''s knowledge.

    "Yut, can I shoot in" Flair Burst "and steam it?

    "Because I won''t. I mean, why attack from the outside? What do you think you''re doing with my support spell?

    "So Yut runs the water?

    "Ant nest."

    There''s a reason for Jonah to want a solution in one piece, but this time, Yut explains once again that we don''t just have to defeat the enemy.

    We need both enemy destruction and intelligence gathering. This is a battle to stop the worries of the hindsight.

    Before the enemy''s home - rather than holding up an albino girl whose eyes shine with anticipation of mass destruction, he put her on the back of an invited heavenly lion.

    It''s a kid, but that makes the spear slip, and Jonah starts playing with the lion.

    That''s right, an intelligent heavenly lion. Because it was a child''s thing to do, I was too young to do it, but I left it.

    Valtroude mixed it up with it, too. I did, but there''s only one way to tell. As a yut, I never mind because I don''t have anything else to do.

    On the contrary, I definitely wanted to shoot it.

    There are eight lions in the steering room of a flying ship, and an Albino girl becomes the leader of that flock, even Batras, who only looks like moving full-body armor.

    To the sight of chaos, it didn''t look like we were about to challenge the battle.

    That being said, now the support of the divine spell can be superimposed.

    "The Fate of Death, Faith of the Andes."

    Only once, the Seventh Ladder''s divine spell "Heaven of Death" completely heals that wound even if it is fatally wounded.

    Alcia, who spares no effort in that and uses it for everyone - just, although not for lions of the heavenly species.

    The reason is yet to be established, but it is the beloved daughter of the goddess of death and witchcraft who is certain that she is being targeted by the followers of Murgusz.

    There are still suspicious parts about her parents'' deaths, though they are not definitive.

    There were no objections - there were no objections - to accompanying such Alcia to the Diocese of Murgush.

    Sometimes it was more dangerous to pull Valtrude and others away from the main forces, and sometimes Alcia herself was motivated.

    More importantly, he was not in this dangerous and frightening spirit.

    "Alcia, are you ready?

    Anticipating the timing of the end of the use of the spell, the Archmage (Arch Mage) confirms it to the Archbishop of Truss-Sink God (Patriarch).

    of support spells and mind preparation, in the dual sense.

    "Yeah. No problem."

    It is difficult to know emotions from the expression with a crimson eyelid, but there is no lie in that word. It is also clear from Valtrude''s silence.

    Totally as usual.

    There would have been various grids and fears, but it looks like it is being overcome.

    "Thanks to Yuto."

    "I wonder if you''d be happy to say that. Even if it was a joke."

    "Of course, I''m not kidding. Look, Val. You don''t look so obstinate."

    "There is no obstinacy. Damn, Arcia..."

    A cathedral knight swells his cheeks to a childhood friend who shouldn''t have seen it but says it lightly. Petra turned her eyes round to the interaction between her careless companions.

    Relax well.

    It''s about time, it would fit.

    "Well, let''s go clear up the depression"

    "Right. Let me do that."

    In the sight of Yut, Valtrude nods loudly.

    Then he stabbed and declared on the floor the tip of the heavenly mounted sword (White Knight) wrapped in a sheath of glass iron (Crystal Iron).

    "We are about to assault the Diocese of Murgush"

    I wasn''t alarmed or relaxed, but with just one word of it, I get visible and morale.

    While I still don''t think I''m any match for Valtrude, Yut will give the instructions as he was previously telling me about the proposed operation.

    "Petra, get on where Valtrude said you would. So..."

    "I''ll stay on this ship and protect you."

    "Please. I''ll leave you half a lion, but if you don''t think you can, leave me."

    "Yes, because it''s an important ship!

    Petra is more important - before I say it, the bow of the Tubassa looks down. Without a blocker, the magical ship given to it by the Hellenonian God let its tip enter the entrance of the Diocese of Murgush with a brilliant manoeuvre.

 331 10. Retaliation and Raids: Murgush Basilica (Medium)

    "Hmm. You weren''t on guard."

    "Well, if I keep an eye on the secret temple, it''s like advertising something."

    Yuut walking next to Arcia answered the question emanating from Valtrude walking at the rear of the line, shrugging his shoulders.

    Outside this cave. There may have been a lookout on the route to here on foot.

    But just so you know, I guess you didn''t think that God''s hand of good would come down from the sky. One line had broken into the cave, pointing its feet underground.

    Dim roads machined with natural caves.

    The outside world is early in the morning, but it doesn''t matter day or night, it is illuminated by a pine light hung on the wall.

    The internal passage is where people finally walk side by side. If those two were Exile and Batras, considerable difficulties are expected.

    For that reason - but at the beginning, the robot (Warmakina) is alone, behind which two heavenly lions line up, Yut and Arsia. Plus, Valtrude continues.

    "I don''t care if you''re a one-eyed king (Oculus Rex) or if you come out, it''s a clap."

    "I''m ready."

    As she replies, Yut sends her gaze to Yona. She sat faceless on the lion.

    But I don''t see your face in a good mood, but I get it.

    The lions of the heavenly species stop their feet and make their noses snap.

    "Oh, you finally have enemies"

    As he began to descend the stairs, Batras of the avant-garde looked at the end of the aisle and set up his sword and shield.

    Same style as Valtrude, but with this robot, it focuses more on defense.

    Two men ran up the curved staircase, on a black-crushed robe, lowering the holy mark of two pairs of closed eyes. Is it a style where you don''t wear more armor than you used to? Or did you not have time to prepare for a sudden raid?

    Either way, the men were motivated (...).

    "Our God. Quiet, empty, give the unholy intruder the power to absolve himself of sin.

    There is no spiritual agitation in sight of a robot or lion.

    He casts a divine spell on his mouth and pushes his dagger (short sword) against his back. I guess he''s trained in interpersonal combat, not monsters. It''s a small swing weapon, but it doesn''t have to be destructive or anything. If you put your weapon into your body with faith, people will die.

    Yes, if you''re a person.

    "Mmm."

    Playing with a shield the dagger of the first Murgusz faithful - at least bishop (bishop) class - who have come towards you, strikes back with a wide range of swords, Broadsword. Another man jumps out of the shadow of his lagging companion by holding down his shoulder, waving a dagger.

    A series of strikes that are released twice and three times.

    It is, however, all inhibited by the thick armor of the robot and can only scratch the surface.

    "Doesn''t it hurt"

    All I felt was a degree of itch caught by the cat, but I raise my voice in protest.

    As Batras stepped down the stairs, he nailed his enemies with a sword flanking them all over the aisle as if to sweep them away.

    Get out of the way.

    "I can''t hear that. It''s a consultation."

    Dressed to protrude a sword in a floating tone, he takes his stance and never lets it pass behind him. On the contrary, the Murgusz faithful only try to move, wounded by a sword of restraint.

    It''s not a deep wound, but that''s why I can''t even leave it.

    As I rated my focus on defense, I didn''t have enough power to defeat my enemies with one blow. But the escort knights don''t need it. If you can stop the assassin from acting and protect the queen, that''s fine.

    In that sense, I can say more than Valtrude.

    In the first place, in this counter-attack operation, I had doubts about the collaboration between the Bergler and the Murgoosh faithful - not from it.

    Simply, one thing I didn''t want to take the time.

    The other was in the unexpected strength of Batras borrowed from Queen Elizabeth.

    "Do it."

    In response to Jonah''s decree, a lion of the heavenly species slips through the side of the robot. And stretch his gigantic body all over him and devour it to the throats of the Murgush faithful.

    "Damn, Holy Beast!

    An unstable posture while falling, but avoiding fatal injuries at the expense of one arm, he stabbed the dagger at the base of his leg. The blade went through, but ends with a scratch inhibited by spiritual (aura) and thick fur that prevents attacks from those with evil phases.

    Still, the possibility of reversal remains if we have physical abilities that have been strengthened by the "One God".

    "Garruuuuuuuuu"

    Crush that future, another fucking lion.

    When I forced myself into my head from across, I bit and bit the whistle down my back throat.

    "Kuchyu......"

    Just a shout of exhalation. When you''re still alive, your body moves when you can fight. I have no intention of surrendering or negotiating.

    That was certainly a threat......

    "Grrrrrrrrrr ah"

    There''s just no ability to regenerate like an animal man, and at the end of the day, he bites his arm off a thousand times and runs out of measures.

    It didn''t take long until another Murgusz believer followed.

    "... you didn''t turn up"

    "There''s as much ahead as there is."

    "Well, I could have kept it warm, no complaints..."

    The sight of a bloody tragedy does not move one eyebrow, and Yut speaks to his neighbor, Arsia. Not lately, but to this extent, until a short while ago, it was a routine tea meal.

    As a matter of course, Alcia is also flat.

    It hasn''t been as relieved as it was before when the Fox (Warfox) was attacked.

    Maybe I''m too worried, but I''m relieved.

    "Yona, you''ve got an injured child. I''ll heal you."

    "Oh. Mr. Batras is mine."

    The healing of divine spells is ineffective for robots. Instead, a Physical Spell of Object Restoration (Restore), which repairs the Magic Doll (Golem), and so on, is required.

    Yut, who found out about it, was well prepared for the spell.

    But the lion of the heavenly species was honestly treated, but Batras apologizes.

    "Don''t worry. That''s a scratch to this extent. Besides, when this battle is over, we have to show the kids the paper play Batras vs Eternal Walyats - The Return of the Evil Factory Manager. You will not die."

    "What''s that? Was that what you were doing?

    "Actually popular"

    In the backing of the Albino girl, Yut gives a subtle look like he was fed even by things he doesn''t like.

    The look on my face that I don''t want to admit reality but have to admit it.

    "Well, from the name of the villain, it sounds childish and good..."

    Besides, it''s not if you''re pursuing it now.

    Fish down the enemy''s belongings, retrieve only the key bundle one had and move on.

    But that leg will stop soon.

    Down the stairs, the boulders blocked the way. There are 3 meters vertical and horizontal just as far as you can see. The thickness would be about the same.

    Trap to prevent intruders. The two people who came under attack seemed to be in the role of buying time to get this up and running.

    "Okay. Now it''s my turn."

    Breaking and entering. Quick stop. But I haven''t moved as anyone. Rather, Valtrude is delighted.

    "Select"

    Lower your allies back and choose the ability to grant them to the Horseman Sword (White Knight) placed on the Glass Iron Sheath.

    The body that emerged from the sheath housed the source forces of earth, water, fire, wind, light and darkness, and was colored in six colors: yellow, blue, red, purple, white and black.

    Simple configuration with a focus on power.

    "Lightning March"

    There, moreover, advances with the protection of the thunder of the Hellenonian God.

    No one can inhibit the Holy Knight (Paladin), which has become a light, nor can it.

    A roar echoes in the cave, and soil smoke rises.

    The sight I saw when it subsided could not be common sense. And it was what the Yuts thought it was.

    In other words, the boulders that were holding back the way they were going have disappeared, and the path to the interior of the Murgush diocese has been widened.

    Beyond that, there was an ambush - there was no such thing as an ambush.

    Probably because I don''t normally think of it as physically destroying that one.

    "You look fine. We have to hurry."

    Quickly rearranged, the Yuts stepped into the enemy land in earnest.

    Despite the absence of Larsia, a bandit (Rogue), the search row progressed well.

    Regardless, the trap wasn''t set up... not from.

    Poison arrows, jaws, fishing heaven, pitfalls. I guess it''s a mechanism where you can switch on and off with some kind of switch, more than interfere with your life even if you let it start up from time to time.

    That means it''s also possible for bandits to disarm it, but they didn''t.

    "No problem."

    Because Batras, who leads the way, activated them all and fed them flat.

    The poison does not work on the robot, the spear cannot pierce the armor, and the falling ceiling is supported by both hands, flying back out of the pit through the sky.

    Really dependable.

    Reliable, but it was a breakthrough way for the person I set up to be pathetic.

    The magical trap was cursed (dispelled) after Yut discovered it, so would that at least be a consolation?

    The sharp sense of smell of the lions of the heavenly species also greatly helped.

    "Go!"

    As always, in keeping with Jonah''s decree on his back, he jumps to the Murgush followers lurking in the shadows. If it was one-on-one, we could have fought more than each other, but the benefits of numbers were here.

    In the first place, lions are animals that hunt in groups.

    It strikes me multiple to one, breaks my neck, bites me in the throat and chokes me. No matter how strong you are against physical damage, you can''t operate without being able to breathe.

    I didn''t even have time for the Yuts to get their hands on it.

    And there was only the main mountain of the Murgush faith, with lots of normal living space. A private room inhabited by believers, in a dining room, kitchen, training room, classroom with large numbers of people.

    There was even a wine brewery, and Valtrude seemed a little jealous.

    But it is a place where those who believe in God, who have evil ministers, gather together.

    Undecent facilities also existed.

    One is a pile of white bones stacked in a garbage dump and a thought place.

    The other was a dungeon we encountered about five stories down.

    "I''ll do something mundane...... ugh"

    "Val, wait"

    A space where odors like even stood up. Hygienically, the worst.

    In such a narrow cell, many children, whose bones had surfaced and even traces of assault, found themselves stuffed, Valtrude rushed without arrows or standing.

    But Yut grabbed his beloved wife''s shoulder as she tried to come out of the tail and pushed it away.

    Exactly, it is hard to believe that there is a trap here, but it is conceivable that this situation is in itself a sort of trap.

    "I''ll come first."

    Batras, inspired by that intention, proved the safety of the dungeon with himself ahead of time, after which Yut followed.

    "Magic Sensing"

    And use spells to discover magic and magical traces, floors, ceilings and walls. Besides, I observed every child in the cell in an iron lattice or key to make sure there was no trick.

    "Looks fine."

    "I''m sorry. I was too short-circuited."

    "No, I think Val is more right as a human being."

    "Stop saying that."

    "That''s right, Yut."

    "... Yes"

    My spouse and fianc¨¦ blame me for the outrageous way I say it and honestly reflect on it. Before the innocent children, Yut may also have lacked a little peace.

    Because I don''t know if it was crushed or innate - but there are dozens of them. Their eyes, they were all losing light.

    "It''s all right now. We''ll protect you."

    Faster than Yut, who tried to try the key bundle he picked up, he cleaved the iron lattice with a heavenly mounted sword.

    ¡­¡­

    But there is no response from the children, whether they are confused or unable to utter words either. There was no joy, no suspicion of intruders, nothing.

    "Val."

    Touching that her shoulder, Alcia enters the cell instead.

    "You know the language, don''t you? As my sister said earlier, there''s no one to bully us anymore. And..."

    Once she separated the words, she did her hand to the crimson eyelid.

    Keep your fingers behind you and remove the magic device (magic item) that aids your vision.

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    I can''t see my face.

    I guess that''s better.

    But when I wonder how you feel about doing that, I remember helplessness in myself for letting you do that.

    "Touch it? I''m just like you guys."

    Take each hand and let it touch your tightly closed eyelids.

    Maybe her gentle voice became a factor in opening her mind, but gradually the understanding spread - and the dungeon filled with the crying of the children.

    "Talk, don''t you get angry? Don''t you want to?

    "Ain''t nobody gonna take you anymore?

    "Suddenly, you''re not gone?

    "I''m hungry..."

    Kids talking out like they cut a weir.

    When it couldn''t be packed, the familiar Jonah retreated to the entrance. In fact, the adults acquiesce to it that they will need a lookout.

    "You''re all right now. Don''t worry."

    Instead it was Batras who came forward. A mechanic who seems to be a cat lover as well as a child lover slapped a metal chest and affirmed it all.

    In the meantime, Yut distributes the preserved food he had in his bag of infinite storage with Valtrude, but it seems very unlikely to be enough.

    "Do you know why I was here?

    "I was here when I realized."

    "I think I was sold...... Because I heard your father and mother talking."

    "I don''t know..."

    Alcia, who retied her crimson eyelids, asks the children what happened to check the situation.

    They were collected by various means, but apparently, they were innate blind. When they all do, it can''t be a coincidence.

    I guess I was going to make it a dedication to Murgoosh.

    That''s all it means to have broken in.

    "But you can''t leave me alone."

    "Mr. Batras, I''m sorry -"

    "I understand. Let''s keep these kids responsible."

    Batras was to take two heavenly lions and settle down before returning to the Tubasa with his blind children.

    Meanwhile, the Yuts go further into the lower layers.

    The number of people has decreased, but the strength of the war remains unchanged. No, Valtrude''s morale in particular grew and he went underground at a pace more than ever before.

    Thus, he continued his march with few words for about an hour and finally reached the centre of the Diocese of Murgush.

 332 11. Retaliation and Raids: Murgush Basilica (after)

    "Coming."

    The Holy Mark of Murgush, which depicts both closed eyes. Valtrude proclaimed, staring with a sharp gaze at the door it had drawn in the centre.

    Already, we''re ready. Even Jonah was getting off the back of a lion of the heavenly species to set up a state of battle.

    Having read the air of affirmation, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) pushes both open doors without looking back.

    Nearly 5 meters, a metal, double-open door opens with a sound.

    "Yokuzo, Kitecrete"

    From the back, I heard a creaking voice.

    I don''t have a low voice or a bad slippery tongue. Intelligence and intelligence are fully felt.

    "Kotilano Jumbiha, Kanlyoshitail. Saa, Hailita Mae"

    And yet, it takes me a long time to figure out what it means.

    Impossible, speaking people''s language.

    That was such a voice.

    "Something''s welcome."

    "I''m an adventurer there, but that''s a rare pattern"

    Are you really impressed or do you dare behave brightly?

    It''s about Jonah and Yut, so it''s both possible.

    But I couldn''t afford to pursue it.

    "Are you the Lord of this Murgush Basilica?"

    Valtrude, who first entered beyond the door, raised his voice full of tension. A voice that is rare for her, somewhat out of room.

    Still lacking, Yut, who entered the room, doubted my eyes.

    Circular space with a radius of about 20 metres. All of it is engraved with the symbol of closed eyes. The ceiling is lower than the size of the room, only about 5 meters.

    And it was the same height as the Lord of the Temple, who welcomed the Valtrudes.

    "Icanimo. Waganaha," Garshnag ". Murgushga, Chijoudai Lininari"

    I named him Garschnag. That was, obviously, not human.

    The bumpy, wavy skin is gray-brown with a mixture of spots, reminiscent of plastic and strong rubber resin. The hands and feet were as thin and long as a tweezer, and its giant had taken a forward leaning position, which would have broken through the ceiling if it had stretched its back.

    There was only one monster that reminded me of that troll.

    But then that doesn''t explain why Yut was surprised.

    His archmage (Arch Mage) doubted his eyes, first and foremost, on the head and thoughts of Garshnag.

    I can''t say for sure with my head, because there were only eyes there.

    Instead of his head, the One-Eyed King (Oculus Rex) sits down and stares at this one.

    "Is that a troll chimera...?

    Obviously, it''s not a creature born naturally.

    The worst reasoning is nurtured in Yut - but that''s not the only nightmare.

    Everything that I thought was a spot on my skin was my eyes. It opens his eyelids simultaneously, lets his eyes twirl and kick, and he finds out. In numbers alone, it would be far beyond the Hundred-Eyed Giant (Argos).

    The Albino girl watched such a alien monster as she ate in.

    "He''s handsome."

    "... Not at all, not if it''s bad for education"

    I also have the thought of how to honestly affirm as usual, but this time I was saved.

    Whatever they look like, whether that''s a thousand-eyed giant or a poor beautiful girl, it doesn''t change what needs to be done.

    Drawing the fiery Horseman Sword (White Knight) out of his sheath, Valtrude declares himself to the Lord Garshnag of the Cathedral.

    "The sin of hurting innocent people and targeting my best friend, I will have you redeemed"

    Surrender, if you want to revamp. Otherwise, slaughter.

    Ultimatums so protruded, but the Lord of the Cathedral does not give a glimpse.

    "Krakimiko, Warellanisa sageyo. Sasreva, Walleraga aldigachtomi trimodosi, sekainihay ontoannai motaras de alou"

    "Is that about me?

    Step forward and Arcia asks Garschnag.

    No, that was a confirmation.

    "Icanimo. Murgushgachtmiyadosmonoyo. Sassageyo, Tamashii"

    "What happens when I understand here?

    "Alcia!"

    "Val!"

    Even more Yut stops Valtrude from trying to stop him from feeling dangerous about what his best friend said.

    I''ll take care of it.

    So trusted, I shook my fianc¨¦e''s hand.

    "Murgoosh God descends on the Brewers? What is peace and tranquillity, exactly?

    "Nandigaci sesino chino koto kinislu hitsuyoha armai. Naredo, soledeki gas munaraba kota eyyou"

    Countless eyes blink repeatedly as they flash.

    Where the hell are you pronouncing it from? Answer Arcia''s question with a cuddly voice.

    "Sekaikara, Alasoyhanakunal. Oy Calamo, Yamai Calamo, Kai Housarel. Saw, Eiennida"

    I don''t know what you''re talking about.

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia broke into the story of the earthly deputy of the Murgush God and the Archbishop of the Truss-Sink God (Patriarch).

    "But I know listening doesn''t make a lot of difference."

    Valtroude stuffs the distance from Garschnag unconstitutionally.

    Arcia laughs bitterly at the behavior, but says nothing in words.

    The information that can be extracted will be to this extent.

    There''s nothing more to talk about.

    I held Yut''s hand back strongly, which was connected, and I conveyed my gratitude for believing me.

    "Tanlac Tequinaledo, Chikaradeno Ketchakuga, Mot Mowa Kariyasui"

    The voice comes from the overhead, one-eyed king.

    "Sonotameni, Warelaha Waretnatta"

    I heard it from around the torso.

    "Soledeja, Gishiki Hajimeyo"

    At the end, from the left arm like a tentacle with a series of eyes.

    And that became the flame of war.

    (Krakimiko...... Dark Witch? No, your son? Probably about Mr. Arcia. Killing Mr. Arsia will bring Murgusz back to life? Nothing, he shouldn''t be dead... You mean the eye that kills the mystery will come back to life? That''s why we''re talking about peace. Could Murgush still have a secret? Well, if it''s really going to happen, that fanatical gesture nods... For that reason, the remaining faithful had some kind of spell that made them look like that. It makes sense, and the single-eyed king shouldn''t have come out either. Those kids, too, just left it to buy time)

    Among Arsia - I don''t know if it''s physical or carved into my soul - lies something that revives Murgush''s eyes.

    Murgoosh eyes that can even stop the sun from moving.

    However, to be precise, I guess I was born into a blind person.

    So I was gathering those kids together.

    That was her, totally coincidental. If you have any reason or clue, you won''t bring a blind child randomly, and it doesn''t explain why you didn''t have to take the approach until Arcia is now.

    No, unidentified men that Arsian parents fought during death. Maybe he was a follower of Murgoosh.

    Then, literally, Arcia''s parents would have defended their daughter with their lives at stake.

    Valtrude progresses with anger toward the Lord Garschnag of the diocese. There are two lions of the heavenly species who follow them in their quest for evil.

    Yuut assembles reasoning with fierce momentum while firmly checking the battlefield, including behind it.

    But that is interrupted by the change in color of Garschnag''s eyes to green.

    "Val! Stop!

    Rather, feeling dangerous for its colour itself, Yut quickly cleaves eight pages from the spell document and unfolds around the cathedral knight.

    "Holobinohikari, yo"

    The cathedral centre. Not a single step from the back of it, countless lights emitted towards Valtrude. The green light stripes that slashed and tore through the dim darkness were so vivid that even on the battlefield they were temporarily distracted.

    But, of course, it wasn''t released for beauty or art.

    That''s the same kind of ray as the Disintegrator that Yona specializes in.

    A belt of light that easily turns into dust, such as an organism, will kill the Holy Virgin of Helenonia.

    "The Coffin of Reason"

    On the brink of it, the pages of the spells culminate and the cubes cover it, and the cages made of pure magic surround Valtrude. A magical birdcage that cannot be destroyed by physical means and does not donate spells, except in part.

    Convert it in reverse to defense and protect your beloved wife from the bombing of destruction where it is at stake.

    "Thanks for your help, Yut."

    "If you think so, weigh yourself in a bit!

    Valtrude rushes further to the lord of the troll-like diocese with a lightness that I don''t think he wears full body armor.

    Until the distance the Heavenly Mounted Sword reaches, it is still a long way off.

    That''s why he didn''t hesitate to take all that attack at all. Maybe he thinks that''s good if he dodges it.

    "Gokkan nohikari, yo"

    But Gerschnag can''t seem to have a series of rays of the same kind as Disintegrator either. Now dye your eyes blue and shoot out the frozen rays to Valtrude.

    Do you obsessively target her because you know who''s in danger? Or because you don''t want to attack the rear guard and involve Alcia?

    "Flare Burst"

    "Flame of the Seal"

    Neither of the two men who serve as the guards have now looked in silence.

    If Jonah shows off her psychic powers (Psyonic Power), which emphasize pure firepower, Arusia will also activate one of the few spells of destruction in the divine spell.

    Because it''s a frozen ray - not because it would be a flame on a troll, I went for Garschnag and unleashed my powers.

    The flames and ice emitted by good and evil collide, explode, and are offset in the middle of it.

    When the blast cleared, there was the Cathedral Knight and the Lord of the Cathedral, the same as before. Its ugly contrast is like a single width of painting.

    "Garraaaa"

    Sewing the gap, a lion of the heavenly species leaps to two garschnags. At once he overtook Valtrude and waved his claws down to the alien troll.

    They can''t manipulate words.

    But the beast with the heart of righteousness had an unspeakable wrath in the way of the Murgoosh faithful.

    Put that emotion on top of your strength and crush the slightest eye that exists like a spot. The cornea is torn, the lens is pierced, and fluid is blown out.

    But I see no itching in the Lord of the diocese.

    "Sequizounohicarillo"

    On the contrary, the brown rays emitted from the remaining eyes turn it into stone.

    "Shit."

    If you can''t resist, that''s it. Such attacks continue, and Yut is also frustrated.

    I just want to do something about Jonah and Valtrude, but I can''t afford to decurse (dispel) them.

    "Muimisaga, Wakatta Darrow. Taekowha, Mudada"

    "I''m not the one who decides that"

    "Orocana"

    The distance between the two sides approaches like never before.

    Though not even one foot at a time, "Lightning March" is a sufficient distance to reach.

    But that''s the same thing for Garschnag.

    "Yoksinohikariyo"

    Your whole body''s eyes stain with pitch black, and light overflows from it again.

    Perhaps each ray has restrictions on its use. The back hand I took and put down to the end is a ray of magic deterrence whose range is short, but which alone brings in victory.

    The rays emitted in all directions become bands of light and form surfaces. Nowhere, such as escape.

    The equipment of the Cathedral Knight who received it will be useless, and all the spells granted will be deterred - only ravaged.

    "Chinosocohekieyo"

    The rays of deterrence to the magic swung, reaching the floor before Valtrude.

    That''s no use hitting - it''s not.

    Floors supported by magic devices (magic items) that were awarded "Levitate" collapsed lightly under their rays.

    The roar rang and the invisible hole in the bottom cleared, as if the lid of the Hell''s cauldron had been opened.

    With its own rays, all magical action is deterred.

    Then you can use it to end up in a physical trap.

    Simple reason.

    And so, it works immensely.

    "Select"

    That''s if we don''t end up with an empty theory.

    "You''re right about Yut."

    The emergence of a single-eyed king must be assumed, beyond the adversary being a follower of Murgush. For them, whose numerous magic implements and spells form the backbone of their tactics, it was an extremely troublesome opponent.

    Therefore, measures are not neglected.

    A spell that cost Petra tons of gems, which she couldn''t tell from looking at.

    That''s not technically a spell.

    It is a simple ritual in which a pre-activated spell is set to activate under certain conditions.

    The spell specified in the ritual of emergency evasion is "Momentary Travel (Teleport)." However, it is a short distance and the location is not free.

    The rays of magical deterrence were activated on the verge of being effective, and the next moment Valtrude appeared outside the effect range of magical deterrence.

    That is, it was behind the Lord Garschnag of the diocese.

    "The price of that sin will be paid."

    On the back of a single-eyed king like on the flesh of a troll, Valtrude pronounces himself dead.

    That you tried to take Alcia''s life. That''s why I worried about Yut and everyone. That he was an evil deed and kept making unfortunate people.

    Select the appropriate grant to plead guilty to it.

    Sanctify, Pointed Blade, a deadly blow that shoots the wicked, and Fire Blade, which grants the source force of fire.

    And "Break".

    "Lightning March"

    As he kicked the wall behind him, he stabbed his heavenly mounted sword in the shoulder mouth of Troll''s chimera.

    But that doesn''t end there.

    The balance is adjusted so that the white meteorite (Meteo Steel) inside the sword creates the greatest destructive force at that moment.

    With a deep thrust, he activates Boots of Wings, a military shoe of flight, slashing and tearing meat to the side.

    "Ggggggggggggggggggggggggg"

    In addition, that activates the properties of "Arbitrage".

    Not to say I can''t go against reason, but the giant was slashed and torn in two.

    The Lord of the diocese, whose wounds were burned with flames, will not regenerate. The sobbing upper body fell to the bottom of the deep hole, so I can''t confirm it.

    "If the spell was dissuaded, I thought it was time..."

    The grievance of the Albino girl remained, but thus comes to an end.

    Still, it was an indisputable fact that the separation could not be called a complete end.

 333 1. Post-processing (before)

    "I see."

    The Yuts, who attacked down the Diocese of Murgush, were also to have at their disposal numerous materials on their faith. It was synonymous with exposing hidden secrets to the day, and more information was accessible in full diversity.

    Before that pile of material, the bald-headed old man - Vainamarinen - nods satisfactorily as he rubs his jaw with his hand, which was a great savior.

    Knowledge is there that even the Great Sage could not have known. I didn''t have a special interest in Murgush God, but that doesn''t matter. Loaded in the browsing room of the library of the Knowledge God. That was just a pile of treasure.

    "After all, the artefacts are things that gather at powerful things. Even on Earth, you did. With the British Empire, I guess."

    "Keep commenting..."

    Yuut pointing blatant tannic surfaces to Vainamarinen, who came even though he wasn''t called. A face that seems annoying is not an act, but directed to the content of the statement and to existence itself.

    Anyway, because the other boy in attendance had an extremely grumpy look on his face, and it was he who deserved more consideration than the familiar old man.

    "That''s a barbarian idea... Well, you have to manage it properly. It is this library''s vital duty to prevent knowledge from being scattered."

    This time, the other person is the other person, and there are circumstances.

    Instead, the Divine Body of the Knowledge God Zeras (Avatar), who appeared even though he did not call it, proclaimed heavily that the duty should be fulfilled.

    He just looks like a kid who''s not even old enough. Nevertheless, in majestic and heavy words, it drips its head naturally. Why, appeared abruptly. though with the doubt that it was possible to descend.

    "First of all, the presence they called the ''Coma Witch'' must be something that houses the lost eye of the ''empty'' Murgusz."

    "One of the eyes burned by Fermina, the sun god, became the ancestor of the One-Eyed King (Oculus Rex). This is a widely known story on earth, Tengrass Brave."

    And the Great Sage and the Lecture of the Knowledge God, which somehow begins, before the material received from the Diocese of Murgush. Naturally, Yut''s question is left behind.

    (No, because I''ll find out for myself. Because there is also pluralism)

    So the exit is that way - I mean, I couldn''t get it out of my mouth, and Yut decided to be thorough with the listener. I don''t have any other choice.

    In the meantime, I think it''s a good decision of my own to let Nice get away. That black witch, that was the maiden inside. If such a girlfriend sees this incredible great sage and god of knowledge, the shock will be upon her.

    "Then what happened to the other eye"

    "Well, to Murgoosh, I don''t tell you in the legend or legend if you had more eyes than two, but the focus does"

    "In the light of the circumstances, did you say it was in Mr. Arcia?

    No spell could heal my eyes because of the power of God dwelling there. No, it''s part of the power, to be exact. Unless it''s her now, but I don''t think she''s born to possess the mighty power to just do it.

    "Yes, the other eye, ridden in a circle, hid itself to the soul of the people of the earth"

    "Well, it seems the gods were covering up that fact."

    "If we expose it, we will develop into a God of good and evil protest. In that case, the world welcomes dusk. I don''t know. People don''t deserve to be called sage."

    I didn''t hear the indulgent conversation between the wise man and the minute god body. Yuut immersed in his own thoughts, pretending.

    Did Truss-Sink God refrain from intervening in order not to put the presence of Arsia on the table in addition to it?

    The considerations were fully satisfactory.

    Even God. No, that''s why I get more smug and my movements are restricted. It could also be taken for granted, in a sense, to try to increase the number of believers who obey God''s will.

    If you don''t want to get involved before then, leave one person and one pillar alone, and Yut drops his gaze on the pluralistic daiichi at hand.

    Nevertheless, I do not believe that the gods of good were completely non-interferent either. If given the opportunity, it should be more likely that he intervened.

    Murgusz himself therefore did not move and laid down his life by founding his faithful and denominations in secrecy.

    He said to retrieve his own eyes so that no other god would know, whether good or evil neutral. Perhaps there will be peace in the world.

    Since then, it has been hundreds of years with just the materials, and in search of the comatose witch, he has taken his life in the ritual and continued to give his soul. I also found out the details of the ritual, but I don''t want to go out of my way to say it, and I don''t want to say it to Alcia.

    However, it did not seem unlimited because of the use of rare catalysts. I couldn''t confirm it because it became dust, but I guess that fox man (Warfox) also had the tools he needed.

    But it was surprising that there was no other way to identify it for sure than to be born blind.

    Apparently, collecting people who met the conditions - naturally, they had many children - even sent them to rituals.

    "How many souls have you resurrected with the rest..."

    "Well. I don''t even know that."

    "It''s possible they didn''t know what they were doing."

    If these two can''t figure it out, no one will get an answer.

    Whatever it is, Murgush God lost his hands and feet on earth. Will you give up now?

    (Is it possible to give up)

    Sure, it would be painful.

    But if you think about it in the sense of time of the gods, it''s just a little failure. It wasn''t strange to think it was possible to rewind as much as possible.

    Still, I think the safety of the current situation - until, for example, life expectancy comes to Alusia - could have been ensured. If it goes any further, as I was concerned, I would not do it even with God''s killing.

    I haven''t found any means to heal Alcia''s eyes, and what a halfway curtain it was going to be.

    "Well, Chronica, if you go to the kingdom of God, things will change."

    "It is...... Mind if I take it with the trustee?

    "No matter how you interpret it, it wouldn''t make a difference to go, would it?

    To the vague suggestion of Zeras God, but honestly accept that you are right.

    It''s what I''ve been through so many times, including out-of-the-box battles.

    "Well, it''s for my wife. Work hard."

    It is not necessarily that Murgusz body is not planning another conspiracy.

    I''m sure I moved forward, but the resolution was still, far away.

    "But to marry the Virgin of Helenonia, Verga. If you are with my wife''s beloved daughter, Murgoosh. Well, I wonder what happens next."

    "I hope it''s over next time!

    "Think of it as other HR..."

    The Great Wise Man laughs magnificently at the Knowledge God, who gives the rare expression of a majestic smile.

    I roughly corrected my posture while only at this time did my breath come across one perfect person and one pillar with a look that seemed sincerely unpleasant.

    "Oh, shit."

    Yuut sends a strong gaze at the two intruders while closing the pluralistic daiichi page. It won''t work, but it''s important as a sign of intent.

    "What the hell was the matter with you?

    Neither appeared for the mystery received in the Diocese of Murgush or for its commentary. Each of them must have had a reason to have done it.

    "I just stopped by to make paper. Instead, the real deal is with the Earth."

    That''s what I''m saying, I''ll show you a flickering A4 size paper. A list of purchase preferences across several pages created on your computer. I should still say, I had a lot of requests for books.

    The price will be paid by Yut again this time. It''s cheap if you think of it as the cost of mediation to King Eldrick.

    "There. There, Heavenly Grass Brave"

    A beautiful blonde red-faced boy puts his arms together and expresses his dissatisfaction with his voice and expression.

    "... where is it?

    "Why is my library devoid of books from different worlds?"

    Apparently, he just came to complain about more books.

    Is that a human value? Is it an unscrupulous act, such as the discretion of God''s will?

    (No, I shouldn''t be wrong)

    But in the world, good and evil don''t just turn.

    "There, after considering what kind of book the rep should buy, I''m moving to introduce it in the near future..."

    "I don''t care if you get so humbled..."

    For now, bureaucratic rhetoric seemed to be somewhat effective.

    "At least I''ll bring a cartoon from my room."

    "Hmm. A work of art with integrated pictures and letters? That''s good... are there many users in the first place?

    "No, because. Who will use it?"

    Sooner or later, visitors to the Falve will also show up for this library, but the store is closed at the moment. Instead, perhaps I should describe it as being in preparation for opening.

    "Do you think a city ruled by magicians is a good place to do that?

    "Good or bad, my lord is Valtrude."

    But I can''t get that objection.

    "The Regra facility is very exciting."

    "Uh."

    "You can connect the Magic Academy library to the Dimension Gate."

    "I can''t..."

    I don''t know, I also feel like it.

    In the first place, I didn''t expect complaints from that aspect.

    Do the gods have something like a face?

    I don''t really understand the existence of God anymore.

    It was really good that Valtrude and Arcia weren''t present. He was a yuut who wholeheartedly thought so as he looked sideways at the subtle laughing Vainamarinen.

    "No, Mr. Jii. I''ve been thinking about it for a long time."

    Hit the question you were wondering about, trying to draw in Vainamarinen, who plays bystander without me involved.

    "What?

    "Zeras, it''s evil with God, but I was wondering if something had happened"

    After I say it, I regret that this might be the snake or the one that kills the curiosity cat.

    But luckily, I was worried.

    "That busty little guy said no to me for trying to pull you up to the divine domain. Totally unforgivable."

    "Be God, etc., and what do you do? You can''t even choose when you''re going to die."

    "Grandpa, were you going to die..."

    "Naturally, though. If you''re satisfied, you''ll die properly."

    Not to mention that the sun will rise tomorrow morning, Vainamarinen ran out of grandeur.

    (When will that be...)

    Yes, I naturally questioned him, but Yut holds his mouth.

    That, of course, was because I didn''t want to hear the answers or anything.

 334 2. Post-processing (after)

    "It''s over. It''s okay now."

    Alcia smiled gently as she slowly released her fingertips, which were touching her eyelids.

    "Come on, open your eyes slowly"

    Tell the girl with three braids of dark hair, never in a hurry, to reassure her.

    Pushed back by that voice, she wouldn''t even be 10 years old with the scuffle remaining, she was scared. But it definitely opens my eyelids.

    "What do you think? Do you see it?

    "This is it, you see? I don''t know, eyelids...... Yikes?

    For the first time in his life, his eyes reflect the light.

    Confusion precedes, and I see no expression of joy.

    However, the effect of the Fourth Staircase''s divine spell, Visual Healing, Cure Blindness, was well exerted.

    Blind girl rescued from Murgush Cathedral.

    Just like boys and girls in the same situation, the first time I was born I saw an archbishop of a different phase (Patriarch) who exercised a great miracle.

    Alcia wears a crimson eyelid and half her face is hidden.

    For a girl who sees a person''s face for the first time, she can''t even tell if that''s normal.

    In the first place, my vision is still blurred, and I don''t know how to describe this emotion... but I can''t take my eyes off her for rescuing me from the dark.

    And I remember pride and happiness in the fact that a loving smile is directed at me.

    Additionally, for the girl who blushes, it was still a asexual pleasure to see for the first time that the color of her own hair was the same as that of Arcia.

    "Not really, don''t push it. If it''s hard, you can close your eyes."

    "Yes, it is..."

    I felt sorry for being worried, and the girl shook her head in advance.

    In fact, I was gradually seeing a lot of things and I wasn''t sure how to handle them and I was starting to have headaches, but I couldn''t possibly say that.

    I got a lot better, but that was the impossible, like complaining.

    He took me out of a narrow, stinky, stifling place.

    He put me in a warm bath, and he tied my hair.

    Knowing what it meant to be clean, I was able to sleep for the first time in a soft bed instead of a hard stone floor. Most of all, the environment changed so much that I couldn''t sleep at first.

    I''m not sure, but they also fed me a lot of delicious food.

    Where I was before, I was starving by sprinkling something very strong with just a little bit of flavorful water. I spilled it a lot because it was invisible, and I didn''t have enough.

    Compared to that, this is heaven.

    Maybe it''s called "Amnesty''s Day", which was said by the person who was there. That''s what I thought, and I asked the guy who fed me something delicious, and he said, "This isn''t such a special place. But I''ve got a lot more fun ahead of me," he said.

    I don''t know why, it seems a little sad.

    I wasn''t sure what you were talking about, and although I couldn''t imagine there being more fun things to do, if it were true, I thought it was amazing.

    "Come on, come here"

    "............... Um"

    Anticipating the time, Acorn speaks to the girl. She has a gentle smile, just like Alcia, but for her she is the third person who suddenly came out. I will be the first to be confronted with its existence.

    If it was just your voice, you''d have noticed it was your sister who fed you delicious food before, but the addition of visual information seems to confuse you the other way around.

    I guess I felt her patrol. I say it gently stroking my head to dispel confusion.

    "It''s okay. Follow me with that sister."

    "Well done. Let''s eat something sweet over there, shall we?

    I just sat down and got a spell, and I didn''t do anything.

    Still, Acorn praised the girl and shook her soft hand.

    "Yeah."

    The girl learns that there are trustworthy adults in this world.

    At the same time, when you see it, you don''t have to worry about falling on foot.

    "Thank you"

    The girl walked out of the healing room, thanking Alcia with a full grin for healing her eyes.

    Having confirmed that, Arcia secretly exhales there, deserted.

    This kind of interaction has been repeated several times over the past few days in a therapeutic institution co-located in the Temple of Truss-Sink. That''s right, Alcia can''t treat dozens of people at once either.

    "I''m glad it''s healed..."

    Out again. That''s a sigh of relief and anxiety.

    The fact that the healing miracle worked meant that it had nothing to do with Murgoosh''s eyes. And I could also get the light back. It''s a pleasure.

    But the problem is the attitude of the treated children.

    I know there''s confusion, but it still seems impossible.

    I was in a terrible environment. I understand that I have no choice, but when it comes to the same condition, I can''t do it.

    From Yut to Tordek, we are going to build a dorm for the children.

    I just have to get my lost time back while I go to elementary school from there. In parallel, the parents of the children are also to be looked for, but that was expected to be quite difficult.

    I don''t know what else to do if he''s already dead, but from the circumstances, a few kids should have "bought it out" by mutual agreement.

    Isn''t this even a compensatory act in the first place?

    The more I think about it, the more my feelings sink.

    "No..."

    I wanted to see him asexually.

    In Valtrude, no. Even if feelings can be shared, they are vulnerable to problems that cannot be resolved physically.

    Yut would tell me what to do after taking it calmly.

    "Come on, Mr. Arcia. It''s work, let''s do it. If you pile up your work, you won''t have time to think about weird things. ''

    - Actually, it won''t be this far.

    But his imaginary remarks made my mind lighter all at once. Nature and a grin come to mind.

    "Yeah, right. Don''t be stupid until you do what you have to do."

    That''s right.

    As it is now, those kids can''t even decide what makes them happy and what makes them unhappy.

    Having suffered local reputational damage, Yut had left the city of Falve.

    Even so, it is not outside the territory.

    of the territory, but where it is not a settlement. So I follow the Lord like a housekeeper, watching over her speech.

    "This is the land I entrust to you all."

    It was never loud.

    But Valtrude''s voice, like the magical silver (Mithral) bell, trembles in the ears of the people in line.

    Not everyone could see that Rin. But with just one word of it - even though there was something more bothering me - I nailed my consciousness.

    "As you can see, it''s still untouched. It''ll take time and effort."

    A wilderness not wilderness, but undeveloped, is the destination pointed out by a lord wearing magical silver full-body armor who believes in formal attire. It is large enough to arouse a new village, but the weeds thrive and the stone mix does not bring people''s hands

    Before Valtrude became a lord, Goblin and other subraces with evil ministers traveled nearby, and since the beginning of the reign of the Count Istas family, the land has been abandoned as understaffed.

    "But I promise. that the land that is cut open shall be for everyone."

    The expressions of the gathered people were colored by conflicting emotions of hope and disbelief. I want to believe it, but I don''t believe it.

    There must be a back, such as not only being freed from the status of a slave, but being offered such a breakthrough condition. No, isn''t it weirder not to?

    "So I want you to encourage me to make this my second home. Of course, we will spare no cooperation."

    However, as if to laugh at such common sense, the content of ¡°cooperation¡± is spoken of one after the other.

    Food support, payment of iron farming tools, loan of bull horses for opening, tax exemption until they are on track. He said he would send someone familiar with agriculture from neighboring villages and elsewhere as an adviser, and that soldiers would also be stationed alternately in order to maintain law and order.

    Extremely, the ship was introduced to its current residence until the house was built.

    Yes, the ship. The ship is going ashore. That, too, three ships.

    Weird. Whatever you think, it''s weird.

    He said they would free themselves, who had been captured by the beasts and tortured as slaves, and instead anchor the ships to dwell and give them even the land because they had no home.

    So far, I can''t think of any reason to deceive you.

    Weird. Whatever you think, it''s weird.

    So, isn''t it true what we''re talking about?

    "For more stories, let me come from this Claude. Well, good to see you."

    Surprise and confusion.

    Leaving such emotions behind, Valtrude approaches Yut, who watched by his side. Instead, this old Claude, who presides over the practice of the Marquis d ''Istas, took over the briefing.

    "That was a good speech"

    "Is that a speech? That one."

    Looking sideways at Claude Laker''s work, Yut praised his beloved wife. But the person is inclined to his neck if he is unconscious.

    "To that extent, anyone can say"

    "Right. But it wasn''t convincing for me to say the same thing."

    "The right material."

    I don''t mix it up with Val''s seemingly difficult words... etc., Yut nodded quietly.

    If you do that, you must be put out to attract the force moves of replacing the ship with a dormitory.

    As for him, he had the use of a pirate ship that he had been unable to make effective use of after his capture. While I was satisfied that it was a good idea, I was losing confidence in seeing the reaction of the people who rescued me from under the burgler.

    So I don''t follow that point deeply, but I look around as the two of us shoulder to shoulder.

    I had thought of only a few candidates for the planned colonization for a long time.

    Due to the strength of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), the area is larger than the population. Therefore, there was no difficulty in finding a suitable place for cultivation.

    "That''s a killer landscape, though."

    "There is also room for an interpretation that is so easy to open"

    "Again, no help with spells?

    "I guess that''s easier..."

    Just eat everything and enjoy the benefits.

    He thought that then he wouldn''t have any good emotions around him, or, more importantly, would hurt their retention.

    Efficiency is not everything.

    That''s why you''re human.

    "Well, not in a hurry."

    "Right."

    In the future, if we were to accept people imprisoned by the Verga Empire or residents around the northern tower walls, it would not be healthy to rely on spells for everything if we had to do the same.

    Besides, it wasn''t about this business.

    Soon, the year will dawn.

    Elizabeth seems satisfied. I really went home satisfied from the bottom of my heart, but apart from that, food and alcohol seemed to be perceived as being distributed when there was an event, and I''m busy preparing for it.

    And we also received an official invitation from Seneca II, the Divine King.

    Still, there is no certainty about the involvement of Fermina, the sun god, with the "empty¡± Murgoosh. No clues were also found in the material collected in the Diocese of Murgusz.

    If so, we''ll have to actually check.

    Alcia''s, for someone important.

    I don''t know what the King of God intends. I can''t even predict what the outcome will be.

    Still, the option of declining that invitation did not exist.

 335 3. Travel

    Visit of the Marquis Istas family to the Kingdom of the Chronica God.

    Although it was a matter of decision in itself, there were some disputes in the course of the candidates accompanying it.

    Yut, Valtrude and Arcia, who received direct invitations, naturally. There is no point in missing one of these.

    Plus, if these three were to go, the Albino girl would definitely follow. As for Yut, I wanted him to stay in Falv for a variety of reasons, but I have to admit he said, "Out of company, sloppy," etc.

    My loving wife and fianc¨¦es didn''t say anything about this decision.

    Instead, he sent a decent, humid gaze, but no problem. Because it''s easier to get out of sight than to block your ears.

    And the grassland race (Magner), who loves freedom, journey and adventure, naturally expresses its participation.

    "Sometimes, you want to be alone..."

    And I couldn''t even refuse to be smug. As a yut, I can only pray for my best friend''s future from happiness.

    The last Exile was decided to participate for good reason that is not comparable to Yona and Larsia: "We can''t be left out of company like when Verga rumbled in Folio-Farina".

    Up to this point, there has been some excessive bending, but within the assumed range.

    It was up ahead that the problem occurred.

    In short, a candidate emerged that Yut did not envisage.

    Firstly, I would like Petra Chernov to accompany us as a matter of course. And give me the best reason to be a maid, and so is Kagra.

    Neither, however, was allowed to accompany him.

    Because the danger was anticipated - not that.

    Maybe it was from a practical request.

    Petra''s main office is a teacher at the primary school attached to the Vainamarinen School of Magic, most recently responsible for the children rescued from the Diocese of Murgusz.

    The care of life was centred on the Temple of Truss-Sink, and they were a lot calmer too, but it was difficult for her to get out.

    In the case of kagra, the main business is maid.

    Therefore, it was only natural to accompany Yut and Valtrude to serve.

    But the problem is, there''s only one acorn left in Falve as a lord''s deputy. Though there is Dal-Lukash, he couldn''t leave her alone to act as a voicemail, and Kagra was also escorted off.

    Thus, I was to settle down with my usual members.

    This time, surprisingly, it is not a journey to destinations all at once with Momentary Travel (Teleport). We are to go for the Divine Capital Lutetia by carriage, just as we used to do when we visited the imperial capital of the Verga Empire as messengers.

    Along the way, we were planning to consult on city building in the rental area and stop by Regrax and other places.

    "No. I don''t think it''s been a long time since I''ve traveled!

    "You brought Archeron or you went to Burgler''s."

    "That''s what you do."

    "I''m working again this time. And when Mr. Elizabeth arrived, even in the hot springs..."

    "It shouldn''t be any more. Like?"

    Forced by Larsia with a true face, Yut had to be silenced.

    Not if you''re purposefully trying to get me to drop you off, but there''s nothing you can do about it.

    "So thank you"

    Travel day morning.

    At the main entrance of the fortress, Yut bows his head gently to the drop-offs who have gathered all the way.

    "There is no such thing. I wish you well on the road."

    Represented by Claude Laker, who stretched his spine properly. Youthfulness that for Yut is arguably his grandfather, but doesn''t make him feel it.

    "Thank you. While you''re away, I''m sure you''ll be bothered, but I''m here to see how things are going."

    "Oh. I''m sorry I''m always in the shape of a push, but please for a while"

    "I''m a genius, but crushed, I''ll hit you with all my might"

    thick trust of the Lords and their wives.

    As for Claude, I find it watery, but Yut and Valtrude say it from the bottom of their minds.

    Because if this old Claude catches a cold, the Marquis of Istas will fall asleep.

    "Zhu Yan, listen carefully to Mr. Claude."

    "That''s crazy. Aren''t I supposed to represent the lord?

    "In every house, there''s a shady powerful man, right?

    "I''m convinced."

    Acorn nodded that too, sending his gaze to Arcia holding Jonah, who is still halfway in the world of dreams.

    I didn''t know you were going to give up real power in the home, but Yut was also well informed and more importantly.

    But the acorn accidentally smiles quietly.

    "Right...... I have a script for the play that I was asked to do, and I have to design a new Vermilio, and I have a lot of letters from Wang Du to talk to me about it, and I can leave it to you to work as a lord''s deputy."

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, I want you to rest assured that I will manage not to fall"

    A Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) that suddenly came out to cover a thinly laughing acorn. Leave it to the two wheels of the Marquis Istas family alongside Claude and you''ll have no problem.

    I wanted to think so, but Yut had something to worry about.

    "There, I wanted you to tell me not to push it"

    "I can''t tell you what I can''t do"

    I can only laugh bitterly at what Dal-Lukash has to say without a back table. But there will never be more damage to Acorn than I assure you.

    "Well, Dal-Lukash, too, please"

    "Understood -"

    A fox-frame eyeglass that looks strangely on your emotionless, glassy eyes.

    As usual, but Yut told me to "please" and he also seemed heartless or motivated.

    "Well, shall we go?"

    Unfortunately, I can''t help but do this forever.

    When Exile confirmed that he had broken up with his wife, Yut activated the spell of "Phantom Carriage," the first carriage of ashes, to encourage his companions.

    A carriage that literally flies and progresses, thanks to the military horse summoned by Valtrude after. The sky is as clear as it is to bless your departure.

    But I still had no expectations at this time that it would be a longer trip than planned.

 336 4. Business negotiations (previous)

    "Ugh...... Is it time?"

    A city still unnamed, along the border between the Kingdom of the Chronica God and the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    In one of the recently built chambers of commerce there, Bishop (Bishop) Gilronto, who serves Nerla, the goddess of the moon, was awaiting the arrival of his bargaining partner as he wandered through the holy mark on his chest.

    I''m just doing that, but I''m nervous about the elf-specific, endless beauty. At the time of the last negotiation, there was also an incident in which Seneca II, the Divine King, appeared. Even before that, Falv was blown to the bluff of taking over the country by joining the kingdom of the Chronica gods.

    That shouldn''t happen this time, but it''s weirder not to be on guard.

    "How did this happen..."

    From Bishop Gilront''s mouth leaks a crush close to stupidity unexpectedly.

    To explain it, it was necessary to explain it from the political form of the Kingdom of the Chronica God to which he belonged.

    The political form of the Kingdom of the Chronica God is close to a kind of federalism.

    The country is divided into five administrative districts, each of which is dominated by five cities known as the Divine Capital.

    Regrax opens the Grand Competition in which Regraz God invited Exile.

    Lutetia with the legend that Fermina, the sun god, has descended.

    Floating in the Great Falls Rune Falls kettle, the onboard city of Millanon has gained the protection of the water''s source.

    Dwarf''s patron saint Ducommerce and the statue of his subordinate god have been dug out into the mountain skin, the mountain city of Archwarg.

    Nercoot, the resting capital of the moon goddess Nerla''s miracle, escaped when a large army of demons (demons) pushed

    These divine capitals were ruled by a temple deep in fringe with God, who performed the miracle that inspired them to be called so, beneath which dozens of nobles had actual rule.

    The military and diplomatic plenipotentiaries of the Cronican Divine Kingdom are held by the Divine King, who has been mutually elected by the representatives of the five Divine Capitals - that is, the Archbishop General, who is the head of each temple.

    Not for that matter, but each administrative region holds a high degree of autonomy, and even the Divine King cannot easily intervene.

    Now, when it came to whether the power of Shinto was overwhelming within the administrative district, I couldn''t even say so.

    It does not mean, of course, that it is not involved, but it is more efficient to leave it to the Lords when it comes to so-called internal affairs, such as taxation and water treatment.

    The Lordship''s power relationship was somewhat antagonistic with its temporal superiority, as it had the authority to remove the Lords, but it could buy suspicion from other nobles if it broke out.

    It can therefore be said that it was an unusual occurrence that Bishop Gilrond, who is in charge of extrajudicial negotiations at the Temple of Nerla in Nercoot, negotiated with the Marquis of Istas as deputy plenipotentiary.

    In short, it''s the result of pulling the poverty lottery. You can say I was pressed.

    All the beginnings were that Viscount Playmea, a territory bordering the neighboring kingdom of Rotosilt, worked fraud against the then Count of Istas.

    As the kingdom of the Kronika God, which serves the good and the law, that is the only thing that is difficult to forgive. I was to pay compensation, but naturally.

    But that amount was the problem.

    The Viscount Playmea family tends to be - acceptable to the extent, but not overlooked to the extent that it goes far beyond that and adversely affects the lives of the inhabitants.

    Neither did Alcia, who first put the negotiations together, mean it. That''s why I offered the amount there to a lesser extent.

    In other words, the diffuse financial situation of the Viscount Playmea family, which cannot even pay the "there" amount, is poor. That''s why I tried to set up a scam, so there''s nothing more I can do.

    To break that irresistible situation, Bishop Gilrond came to the negotiations.

    As a result, the claim for compensation was asked to be waived and, instead, a section near the border was to be offered as a leasehold.

    It resulted in the loss of sovereignty in parts of the territory, but it merely became a city for trading, not giving in.

    The result is good, but there was one problem.

    Tariff liberalization in transactions on leasehold land.

    It was proposed by Jiayuzu Yut Amaxa as a matter of course. That was certainly a policy in which profits could be expected.

    It is true that tax revenues will be depressing, but free trade has the effect of increasing merchant transactions and activating economic activity. If so, an increase in tax revenues can be expected in a different way from tariffs.

    But Bishop Gilront noticed the pitfalls.

    The only products that can be exported from here are crops and wine.

    Using a carriage railway can also be expected to ship fresh vegetables, but it will not be a significant amount. If so, the mainstream trade will be cereals such as wheat.

    Although production has fallen slightly in recent years, the Kingdom of the Chronica God is an agricultural power. There is as much to turn to exports, but now that the Verga Empire has collapsed, cereal prices are on a downward trend.

    Conversely, there are many imports.

    There is already a small amount of salt refined in Hardenturm, but it has a reputation for taste better than the rock salt it imports from the former Baldur peripheral borderlands.

    There is also a potential demand for bold iron (crystal iron) products for Vermilio''s clothing, which is also showing fashion in Folio-Farina.

    In the beginning, some equilibrium may be found.

    But we are also grasping the signs that development is progressing in the Marquis territory of Istas. What will happen to this trade when we are able to fully cover agricultural products in the future? No, on the contrary, we cannot even consider the possibility that we will be importing food products.

    And as you control it with tariffs, can''t you do that?

    Gilronto is an elf.

    Though I keep myself in human society for a long time, I really think about things in a long span. As a result, there were many occasions when they did not interact with the people around them.

    Nor was this sense of crisis shared that it was something that hadn''t even begun yet, but pushed it forcefully there, searching for what was likely to be a traded item, and bringing in a certain liquid.

    Bishop Gilront gazes at the barrel where it is packed as he slams the holy mark on his chest.

    It''s definitely rare, but honestly, I don''t know if it''s worth it.

    But the opponent is the Great Mage. I jump over this imagination lightly. This time, I bet on that possibility.

    "Long time no see, Bishop Gilront"

    "I''ve never seen you before. Valtrude Istas. Nice to meet you."

    "Thank you for waiting"

    The Bishop of God of the Moon, who welcomed his negotiators in a city that was not yet named, came to negotiate in a sense with a grievous readiness.

 337 5. Business negotiations (after)

    Yut had no feelings for Gilronto, the bishop (Bishop), who had considerable determination. Easy, I would describe it.

    This time, the original purpose of the visit to Lutetia, the Shinto capital, awaited by Seneca II. Awareness has gone into the content of the talks that will take place there, and the discussions on the leasehold - although not neglected - have a strong front seat connotation.

    That''s fine, not because of Arcia, but because he chose Valtrude, dressed in Vermilio, as his partner.

    As far as he was concerned, there was nothing more than a mere face-to-face thought.

    (Something like it''s full of sadness)

    So the question stood first rather than being pressured by how Bishop Gilront was doing.

    "Today, you set the name of this city."

    Since we met for the first time, we didn''t notice how the Elf bishop was doing, and Valtrude moves on.

    Today she wore a black corduroy one-piece suit. That''s all intimidating, but the vertically lined silver buttons are soothing it, and the belt around the top of the waist is also an accent.

    In the common sense of the Brewers, it''s pretty bizarre. But the beauty of the model goes hand in hand.

    The impression of appearance cannot be completely detached as long as it is a people-to-people negotiation, and in that sense, it would be quite effective. However, he did not envisage any more effect than a walking advertising tower to spread the Vermillion clothes produced by Acorn.

    "Yeah, we''ve already narrowed down some candidates, so if possible, we''ll make up our minds here."

    In that sense, the clerical bishop''s attitude cannot be described as falling short of expectations.

    But it''s an anomaly not to change one complexion.

    It''s impossible to skip the hiccups and be unresponsive to this Valtrude. Absolutely.

    Yes, completely objective - and I believe - following the view, Yut raises the alert level one step at a time.

    "Baltic, Utin, and Rotonia. These are the three candidates."

    "When it comes to choosing from it..."

    "Mm-hmm. There''s only one thing."

    Named after the names of Valtrude and Yut, Baltic and Utin were immediately out of the candidates. Both of these couples had a weak interest in these personal honors.

    If she had recently found out that the most common name for a girl born not only in the Marquis territory of Istas, but also in a neighboring area, was "Valtrude," she must have had a stunned - and still beautiful - look on her face and a careless laugh.

    "Right. Let''s hope this city becomes a bridge of friendship."

    I will make a light decision on "Rotonia," taken from the kingdoms of Rotosilt and Chronica God.

    If you finish it, this is the only instant execution I can think of. I think Yut might have been trying this one out when he bothered to give up the other candidates.

    But this was a complete misunderstanding.

    "Actually, I want to show you something."

    Bishop Gilronto roughly cuts out the story when he finishes practical stories such as confirming the timing of the laying of tunnels and carriage railways, in line with the state of street maintenance on the part of the Kingdom of the Chronica.

    "What is it?

    I wonder if Yuto will be asked to appraise some magic equipment (magic items).

    "Come here."

    The bishop of the elf stood up and moved to the wall. And when you open the lid of the pre-carried barrel, you show the black contents to both of them.

    "What, this?

    "We call it firewater locally. It''s a type of oil that fuels the lamp, but when it burns, the smoke and smell can be severely distant..."

    There seems to be a bigger downside than the downside.

    Valtrude moves forward, intrigued, with liquids of the same colour - though viscous - as today''s outfit.

    "You mean it seems usable and not usable? What a shame."

    "You''d better not touch it. It''s hard to fall off."

    To the astonishing Valtrude, attention Bishop Gilronto.

    But there were no such two figures in Yut''s sight. On the contrary, I have not heard my voice properly either.

    "Crude oil..."

    It was also the first time Yut had seen itself, but the colour, its viscosity and its smell immediately revealed it. I was flabbergasted because I saw something impossible.

    "Why, here..."

    "It is in the territory of Viscount Playmea that this fountain of firewater springs up. I don''t have much use for it, but I thought you might be interested and let me bring it in."

    "Aren''t you going to dig... That''s fantasy..."

    A second shock strikes Yut. Neither did the Great Mage (Arch Mage) know that there were open-air oil wells on Earth that stained nature and crude oil.

    "How about that? Wouldn''t it be one of the traded items?

    Moments, Yut''s thinking accelerates.

    I don''t know what the size of that fountain is, but now quantity is not an issue.

    The problem is the use and environmental impact.

    If oil can be used as fuel for lighting and warming, it will lead to saving forest resources. However, if it is the former, it is sufficient that the "Light Fire" is enclosed in the glass iron (crystal iron), and the latter must also develop an oil stove.

    So, what about as a power source?

    We also have to do something about this from the engine, and in the case of land-based vehicles, the maintenance of roads and such is a problem. But if the engine could be cleared, wouldn''t it be very effective as the power of the ship?

    And unfortunately, applications such as processed products such as chemical fibres and electricity can only be said to be impossible at the moment.

    When it cannot be used for large-scale applications, it has less impact on the environment. It is fully compatible with the magic equipment that purifies the air for coal that we are introducing into Mainz.

    Though I thought so, I also had the expectation that if I gave it to Dwarves and Dravaels, they would knit out some use I wouldn''t even imagine.

    As for the refining of crude oil, I don''t know unless I actually try it, but I might be able to apply the magic tools I created for sewage treatment.

    Even if you can''t, there''s something you can do.

    Vainamarinen.

    Once fuel is steadily available in the Brewers, a petrol type generator is brought in from Earth and appliances are available. Exactly, the air conditioning won''t be possible, but the other equipment must satisfy the curiosity of the Great Sage. As far as noise is concerned, keep the "Silence" spell on.

    Because of the downside of being made aware of the existence of oil fields at the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) more than buying a generator, the real name needs to be consulted, but the conclusion is that -

    (Not something I can use right now, but I want to make sure and do research)

    - That means.

    Following that conclusion, Yut conveys hope to the bishop of the elf.

    "Right. Now we will buy out this fountain where the firewater will gush"

    "... what?

    To the words uttered by the negotiator, who had been silent for a while, Gilront had the mask of an out-of-court player peeled off and was returning it with vegetables. No, it''s not a response.

    I just didn''t want to understand what you were saying.

    "As you know, there''s as much money as there is. Say what you want."

    "No, that''s..."

    That''s not what I''m talking about.

    That shouldn''t have been the story.

    Why does this happen when we just brought in rare items to try to improve future trade imbalances at all?

    Bishop Gilront tries to force such emotions into him and do it without putting them on his expression.

    But Yut''s tongue doesn''t stop.

    "Can''t you? Okay, here''s what we''ll do. I pack it in barrels, but it''s quite dangerous, so there can be problems with mining and transport. That''s distressing, so let us collect it ourselves. In that case, it will be difficult to prove how many barrels you took out, so we will pay you in bulk in the form of mining rights"

    "I see..."

    At first glance, it looks like a friendly suggestion.

    But the essence is the same as talking about buying it out.

    Distorts a straight face and shakes his head that it cannot.

    "No..."

    "Yut?"

    Sometimes it was a common occurrence for Valtrude for her husband to go crazy, but this time it''s weird on the wheel.

    I know it replaces oil, but I don''t think it''s enough to be so desperate.

    "So why not 10 gold coins a barrel?

    Without having to worry about his beloved wife like that, Yut started negotiating prices.

    "As you pointed out, sampling can be dangerous. You can''t give up 50 gold coins."

    "That''s rampant. No one else buys it for this price, 15 gold coins."

    Negotiations carried out in one room of the merchant hall. That may be the behavior along the lines of this occasion, but what a float it looked like to Valtrude.

    A little, I can''t keep up.

    "But you''re here, aren''t you? 40 Gold Coins"

    "Accidents in transit are guaranteed at the Marquis House of Istas. So, 20 gold coins"

    "No. There are also dangers during sampling, so make sure the warranty is done consistently here. Instead, 30 gold coins"

    "... would be good. However, please do not sell anything else unless you agree to do so."

    "Okay. Negotiations are in place."

    Thirty gold coins in a barrel is too expensive considering the price of Earth''s crude oil.

    But so far, it''s only a small deal, and the work will be manpower, so it''s inevitable.

    "By the way, I have about 10 barrels available now"

    "I''ll buy them all"

    300 gold coins - despite shopping for an amount equal to the common man''s annual income, Yut said it without changing his complexion. Neighbor Valtrude had a face, but later I heard it was the raw material for electricity, and I''m convinced.

    The 10 barrels of crude oil traded this time were re-poured because they were used together after this, and then developed into regular trading.

    The judgment of Bishop Gilronto, who rejected Yut''s proposal at this time and focused only on sales, will finally be appreciated by the public hundreds of years later, at his earliest years.

    However, even when asked about the details of this meeting, he smiled and just remained silent.

 338 6. Regrax (Previous)

    "What are you going hunting for?

    "There''s Yut, and back to beginnings, Doctor"

    "That''s crazy. The Earthlings are treating me like a beginner.

    Yut speaks out in protest as he grips a mobile console he brings in from Earth. Sure, this game isn''t playing so hard.

    Still, Earthlings. No, as a Japanese, pride did not allow people from other worlds to be treated "niggardly".

    "''Cause the playing time is different"

    "Right. No rank at all. Yut, what do you do from time to time?

    "I''m sorry! It''s work!

    But reality is pitiful and relentless.

    To Jonah and Larsia''s argument, Yut protests roughing up his voice.

    Of course, I''m not seriously angry or anything. I just didn''t mean it, though I felt some anger.

    "There, I wanted you to answer Val."

    "... yeah. Sorry."

    Where did the anger go earlier?

    Totally right, Yut got annoyed. Think of it, things like Larsia said have only been done for about the duration of her honeymoon.

    I swear strongly to my heart, trying to make it up to me when I calm down.

    But for now, it''s a game.

    "It''s okay, Yut. We have plenty of time."

    "Right. I''ll catch up with you during this journey."

    From the city of the leased land, named Rotonia, the carriage was well on its way west - Lutetia, the capital of the Sun God.

    The countryside, visible through the windows, continues all the way across the horizon, with an unsurpassed but beautiful landscape flowing through the windows.

    The Ash Carriage Phantom Carriage, which the Yuts embark on, has not changed so much from the outside, but is luxurious and comfortable inside.

    Wider than it looks, its interior is carpeted, and if it sits, it even has a fuzzy bed on a sofa that encloses the whole body. The inside of the car is just another world as it continues to slip without vibration.

    Most importantly, the absence of vibrations is due to the power of the horse summoned by Valtrude with a divine spell dedicated to the Cathedral Knight (Paladin). We are slowing down to take into account the escort of the Cronican Divine Kingdom, which travels by carriage with us, but because we are driving over its dozens of centimeters, not on the ground.

    Exiles who manipulate it are silent and thorough with their Lord. He was the only rock giant (Jarloot) outside the car, but not dissatisfied. On the contrary, it''s as cozy outside as you can feel the breath of the wind and the warmth of the sun.

    "Well, I put a quest on it. Let''s check the weapon."

    "Masculine, Great Sword"

    "Yona...... No, is the character a man? I''m a bow."

    "Yut is a long way from home in the game. Oh, I''m a double sword. Speed is justice. Speed is power."

    With such a carriage, the yuts interested in the game. If there had been acorns, they must have been jealous in two ways.

    One, as a gamer.

    The other is that neither Moment Move (Teleport) nor Flight (Flight) is used - somewhat floating (...), but - because it is a normal journey.

    And for a different reason than that acorn, there was another girl who looked flattered at the Yuts.

    "That sounds like fun..."

    "If that''s what you think, you shouldn''t have done it together."

    "Guru..."

    To Arcia''s best point, Valtrude stuffs the words.

    Yes, she was the first to be invited to the game.

    But it doesn''t mean I''m that keen on gaming - because I can''t read Japanese at all - Valtrude turned it down.

    That''s good.

    But instead it was a huge miscalculation for her that her husband would ride that invitation.

    As a result, Valtrude, who no longer has anything to do, is reviewing reading and writing in a comfortable room without shaking.

    Meanwhile, Arcia was silently watching over the Yuuts playing the game and their childhood friends if they weren''t trained. It may even look like a handheld bump, but there is a smile on my mouth.

    At that time, the kind of music that celebrated the victory rang in the car.

    "I''m done. I''m not helping at all."

    "It''s all right, Yut, just take it off."

    "Wow. Looks like something to tie..."

    "It''s reputational damage."

    Yuut with complex emotions.

    Good Jonah.

    Larsia that she is satisfied with her thoughtful teasing.

    Valtrude who wants to mix it up but can''t even throw out his studies.

    Alcia was fully filled with just touching the emotions of those fellows - who might say family already.

    Thus, a few days.

    The Yuts arrive in Regrax, the capital of God.

    But I couldn''t get inside of it.

    "It is Regnum, Archbishop of Regrax! In the name of God of Power, be the challenger of battle!!

    Because right after I got off the carriage, I was challenged by a mass of muscles that looked up in front of a huge castle gate.

    "Huh? I don''t like it though."

    Yut had answered that reflexively, but Archbishop Regnum did not change one complexion. Did you not hear the twinkle too small, or do you not hear anything inconvenient for you? Either that, I guess.

    A reply that was not even nibbling, but it was clear which was insane to see the look on the faces of the guards that Bishop Gilront had arranged for me.

    Besides, if Acorn - or whatever his real name is - had been there, he would have defended that Yut had no choice but to react.

    He, Legnam, who named himself Archbishop of Regrax - that is, the one in power who unites the administrative district centered on the Divine Capital Regrax and enters the five fingers in the Kingdom of the Chronica God - was naked in his upper body.

    Large chest muscle that just grew through brown skin.

    Abs harder than steel.

    Arm wrapping, arms like a whole tooth.

    The lumbar circumference that supports it is thick, with magic (magic item) and a belt wrapped around it. She wears trousers in smooth leather, but her quadriceps are all torn up.

    Such a lustrous mass of muscle, even varnished, wore a cape.

    At this point, visitors from Earth can pull back. Even if Archbishop Regnum says he has the beauty of a Greek sculpture.

    Plus, it looks a lot like him - a small round - bringing in a group.

    But it was the smile that was decisive.

    A refreshing smile that looks like you could even be in the commercial if you just cut it out there. But when it is linked to a mass of muscles and a fine moustache, it undergoes chemical changes as soon as possible, and instinctively rejects them.

    Therefore, rejection.

    But that wasn''t something we all shared.

    "I see. Is this what Regra God called the Grand Competition?"

    "No! It''s like a small hand check! I see, it doesn''t turn into a serious battle!!

    "Interesting"

    Exile, who descended from the throne of his lord, raises the corner of his mouth and breaks in between Yut and Archbishop Regnum. I didn''t even move one eyebrow to the archbishop''s loud voice, relaxing my body, motivated.

    "No. Wait, old man. I know an old man doesn''t have the option to be challenged and not take it. But I don''t know the terms or the contents of the battle."

    "It won''t be a problem. You think I''m gonna lose?

    Exile to make an affirmation without turning around.

    Of course, I don''t know what the competition is, but I don''t think this rock giant (Jarloot) is going to lose to the Archbishop or anything. I just can''t find meaning in battles I don''t need.

    "Exile, that would be short circuited"

    So Valtrude moves, who was silently watching over things.

    He stepped forward in a grand act and placed his hand on the shoulders of his comrades, who were higher than his own head.

    Its beauty, the pure air it exudes.

    The hot and bitter atmosphere is purified, and even Yut, who knows her beauty closest to her, cheeks are upbeat.

    "Neither am I. I''m not going to lose."

    "Val''s gonna do it, too!

    Moreover, I am motivated not only by Archbishop Regnum, but also by Exile.

    My beloved wife''s thoughts were beyond Yut''s understanding.

    "Hmm? Is it obvious? It''s an honorably challenged battle. There are no special circumstances. Naturally, I''ll do my best to take it and stand."

    "Well, Val would..."

    Why, even for a moment, did you think you were going to stop Exile? If a cathedral knight does not exist, such as a back table, it is decided to do so. That''s why I like it.

    "I''m not stopping you. Do as you please."

    "Leave it to me."

    With Yut''s consent, Valtrude''s eyes shine with joy.

    "So Archbishop Regnum. That challenge, we stand!

    "Fine! Much better!!

    "Do it!

    The Archbishop laughs at the proclamation of the Marquis of Istas, and his men''s clerics wave up their fists and step on their feet and thrive greatly. There, he even hitched a ride to the Albino girl.

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    "You won''t have a choice. Do as you please."

    The Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch), guardian of Jonah shrugs her shoulders and recognises the festivities. I guess that''s all it takes, which means you don''t even see it as a problem.

    Rather, Larsia, who shines her eyes on this situation, was more dangerous.

    "This is a business opportunity. Yut, you have the paper, don''t you?

    "I have it, but what are you gonna do..."

    and while turning his suspicious gaze to discipline, he hands over a paper prototype made in the dragon man (Draconut) of Kera Forest.

    A grassland species (Magner) receiving it, removed from the bag of infinite storage, smiled badly at people.

    (Oh, missed?

    But don''t stand in regret.

    "Thanks. Come on, I''ll make money!

    Draw vertical and horizontal lines with a ballpoint pen at the same time as a straightforward declaration and fill in numbers 1 to 4 in the box. Furthermore, for Yut, it was stamped with a familiar stamp-type seal and cleverly detached along the line with a dagger.

    Looks like they''re making bills for gambling.

    Should I be surprised at the lightness of the footwork, or should I put it on the assumption that "Luo Luo Bai", which is pushed one after the other, has a lot of pictures and seems retarded? Or both.

    Quickly, Yut shook his head silently as he listened far away to Larsia''s energetic voice, which began accepting bets.

    So is that seal and ballpoint pen, but when did you bring it in from Earth? I wonder how many other places and times the bags of Larsia''s Infinite Storage are packed with.

    With barrels of crude oil purchased in Rotonia in infinite storage bags, Yut put himself up on the shelf to further darken his worries.

 339 7. Regrax (after)

    Regrax, which is proud of the Kingdom of the Chronica God, is a huge city.

    The walls covering the whole area were as high as if the Giants (Giants) had built up - in fact, such legends also existed - nearly 20 meters. The goddess of beauty and art would not appreciate it at all, but the boneless walls just piled with stones are also just admirable because they exist when it comes to this scale.

    Beyond that wall, a spire was seen.

    One of the symbols of this city. At the Grand Competition, it is a bicentric tower that challenges itself to the top.

    And it''s big not only vertically, but also horizontally.

    The walls that surround the city span more than a dozen kilometers, and they still compete at the Grand Competition to see how many circles they can make around this area.

    Regrax''s common sense is insanity in other cities.

    Hence...

    "... that stone must also just be looking big in the melee"

    "Yut, look at reality"

    "I don''t like it. I''ve never seen reality do me any good."

    Spitting a salary-like dialogue that preceded Monday, Yut turned away from the current sight.

    Then another reality pops in.

    "Come on, we''re almost due. The most popular nowadays is the Archbishop. Master Legnam! Following that, surprisingly, the Marquis of Istas. Is it because you''re the same priest? No, but Exile is awesome, too. Anyway, you''re the fierce man who defeated Taraskus one-on-one. And Jonah is one of the best psychics in the world."

    There is a reality of fellow betting bearers as a delight.

    Was it unrelated to the cleanliness of carelessness, such as betting, not only the inhabitants of Regrax who heard Archbishop Regnum''s subordination and noise, but also the escorts who came with them from Rotonia?

    "By the way, I just want to know who you bet on, too,"

    "Of course -"

    "It doesn''t sound like Valtrude."

    "- Well, it means having fun with the results."

    The two figures who lean in and talk to each other are like lovers from the edge.

    Having become aware of it, Yut dyed his cheeks red just a little and turned to reality again.

    There is a giant stone.

    Beautifully cut cubes, not staying natural. It might be easier to describe it as a giant hexahedron dice.

    But when Yut saw it, the first thing he remembered was the Egyptian pyramid. When I was in elementary school, I saw it in my learning mandarin, it looked just like the giant stone the slaves were carrying.

    (Well, they had specialized workers, not slaves)

    There''s a good reason I ran off to a thought that doesn''t have that benefit either.

    Four giant stones carried from somewhere. There were four figures, like athletes lined up in a straight line and standing on the starting line before them.

    From the position of Yut, from the back, Archbishop Regnum, Exile and Valtrude. And, Jonah.

    Hundreds of kilograms - maybe more - to see it, one who carries it in ahead to a goal about 50 meters away wins.

    Honor the winner.

    Applause to the loser for a good fight.

    I mean, a competition that doesn''t exactly gain or lose anything.

    From Yut''s point of view, there''s nowhere else to join... At the same time, if we tried the Valtrudes, there was no reason not to participate.

    (Well, isn''t it a bad thing to think that if you win, you will be present at a glance...)

    There are aspects of momentum pushed, but neither Yut nor his own people think they will lose.

    To him like that, Arcia beside him speaks up.

    "What will you do when Yuto comes out of this competition?

    "... there are a few things to do, whether you can win or not"

    "Moving the Stone to the Goal on Moment (Teleport)"?

    "No, I guess that''s too big to be true. I immediately came up with a dragon spell called" Dragon Change. "

    "Well......"

    To Yut''s reply like that, Arcia did not carry on two sentences.

    There is no comparison between dragons and human power.

    Most of all, if the humans were Valtrude or Exile, they would be like one another.

    "If we''re going that far, it might be quicker to attack the opponent directly."

    So I laugh at the joke...... I couldn''t.

    There should have been no rule that interfering with others was forbidden. Naturally. Usually, I don''t do that.

    "Yona......"

    "Yes, it''s okay. Exactly, that''s it..."

    "Yes. That''s it..."

    "If you don''t do it, it''s good."

    The moment I came to think of the presence of an unusual Albino girl, a signal sounded announcing the start of the race.

    "Astral Structure"

    It was Jonah with whom Yut and Arsia had concerns who took the lead.

    A monster who once frightened and killed an evil sorcerer (wizard) living in the Kera Forest. Producing two translucent ones, the audience watches and flies it across the boulder.

    A distorted, vain monster, like the one depicted in the ink painting, used his arm long enough to feel unbalanced to push him to the other side of the goal.

    "Whew!"

    "Mmm."

    Targeted were Archbishop Regnum and Exile.

    It''s not a direct attack, but it doesn''t translate into being interrupted. And yet, we both laugh with our teeth protruding happily.

    Because you saw that reaction, and the audience around you heated up. Cheer flied like an anger.

    It didn''t mean cowardice, he was found to be a legitimate obstruction.

    I don''t know the criteria, but Yut relieves me in some ways.

    "Oh! God of power, brave Regra. Let me guide you." I''m Divine One. "

    "Nooo. Ruhhh!

    Archbishop Regnum offered his prayers and the divine spell was completed. A golden light wraps around his entire body, and a mass of muscles that have unloaded the power of God pushes the boulder back.

    Even though it was splendid, her physique swells even more, and she is more than twice as thick as Yut, no more than three times as thick. With one arm pushing the boulder, it looks like it could be for one Yona.

    Exile, on the other hand, has no such power.

    Hold your breath, mobilize muscles all over your body, step on the earth, and push uncontrollably.

    That''s all I have. That''s all I can do.

    "Ooh. That''s right, old man."

    "You didn''t even beat Archbishop Legnam for using a divine spell."

    But that was enough.

    Turn over the Astral Structure created by Yona and gradually but surely move the boulders closer to the goal. Exile''s flesh seemed to grow as if it had grown around.

    "Don''t do it. I can''t lose, either."

    Valtrude joins the course between Exile and Jonah with a refreshing smile and hands on the White Knight pattern.

    Why do we need weapons for this power battle?

    "Select"

    Leaving the question behind, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) hit every boulder on his body.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    Six series of swordflashes released from the mood of tearing.

    The Heavenly Mounted Sword, which brings together the "Radiant Edge," ignoring armor such as armor and outer skin, makes the boulder beautifully divided into fifteen equal parts.

    Split up the difficulty.

    With a love knife in the sheath of a glass iron (crystal iron), Valtrude took out Adamantine''s long sword (long sword), a spare weapon, and carried it to one of the broken boulders to pierce the goal.

    It''s like moving a holy sword pierced by a rock from pedestal to pedestal, but she''s serious.

    Valtrude is one step inferior when it comes to muscle strength alone.

    But I don''t have a problem with just carrying one. Rather, her agility becomes an important factor.

    The intent was also conveyed to the audience and wrapped in even louder cheers.

    "... this seems to be forgiven too"

    "Rather, it''s a big buzz"

    Sometimes it was time to get used to it, and I didn''t think that one would be rebelled against the rules. But just how about a boost without a boost?

    "In the first place, you''re not sure who''s the Judge"

    "Besides, if this disqualifies me, I think the guy who bet on Val could start a riot."

    Good sense - and at least I believe in myself - while the two of them hold their heads. And in a situation where Valtrude steadily carries stone shards to the goal and Archbishop Regnum and Exile silently continue to push boulders.

    Finally, the Albino girl moved.

    "Psychokinesis - Enhancer!

    A sudden explosion of mental power.

    Only Jonah himself who activated it was felt, but the result was obvious to anyone''s eyes.

    The boulder in front of the little - not so much the child - flew, along with the roar as if Thunder God had waved down the hammer. It''s as if the invisible giant played it with his finger.

    "Whoa whoa whoa!!

    Best cheer I''ve ever had.

    Finally, I stopped even using my hands, but there''s nothing wrong with that.

    At least, because it doesn''t make a difference that it''s an unveiling of a move that a person has.

    "But there doesn''t seem to be enough distance"

    "If that''s it..."

    Yuut answers with a meaningful smile.

    Of course, that''s not the end of it.

    Why did you call Astral Structure first?

    That''s for buying time.

    Why, I bought some time.

    This is to narrow down the psychic power of psychic powers to their limits.

    "Psychokinesis - Enhancer!

    With a second mindfulness, the boulder progresses to about half the course.

    We caught up with the leading Exiles, but we haven''t won yet.

    That was well understood by Jonah herself.

    "Psychokinesis - Enhancer!

    Red eyes shine even more demonic, and Albino girls activate even more psychic powers.

    Until you reach your goal.

    And until you win.

    "There''s a battle!

    I didn''t know who raised that voice, but the results were obvious.

    Explosive, even physically speaking, cheers echo all the way to the city of Regrax.

    "Yay...!

    Jonah, squeezing her mental strength to the limit, falls to the ground with a nosebleed - on the brink, Valtrude, who was the next course, took it gently.

    "Not at all, be impotent"

    "Because it''s to give Yut a penny"

    "No, you didn''t bet on Jonah,"

    "Limited. More than that, Val. Not enough softness in the chest compared to Alcia..."

    "Better than the ground, I suppose. And, you know, lately, it''s been kind of..."

    "White girl! Brilliant!!

    Jonah''s confession was distant and unreachable, and the shameful confession of the Cathedral Knight was quashed with the praiseworthy voice of Archbishop Regnum. Yut should be sincerely grateful for his good fortune.

    "I thought I''d do something with my psychic powers, but I didn''t think I could get that far in a row."

    "Good luck"

    As wager bills dance through the universe, rock giants also bless the Albino girl.

    "When this happens, you expected it"

    "It was a little different than I thought it was going to be."

    From not disposing of the bills, Alcia is sure who you bet on. Neither does Yut deny it.

    To bless the winner, the two of us travel slowly - but the walk stops on the way.

    "Oh! You have just the right pedestal! Next, let''s say one battle in arm wrestling!!

    "It would be good. It was an incomplete combustion."

    Overlapping some of the boulders cut by Valtrude does make it seem like an arm wrestling height. But I just finished, and I don''t know about that.

    "Me too, where I want to be"

    "Join Astral Structure"

    "Come on! My next bet is..."

    - No one thought so.

    At least, to the parties.

    "... Arcia. I''ll go in Regrax first. I''ll get your permission."

    "Please, I''ll pull Yona"

    The two commonsense people - who may disagree, but are right in relative terms - started moving early, for their own purposes.

    Can you leave this city tomorrow as planned, with a touch of anxiety?

 340 7.5. At night, we left the inn, and the two of us

    "I don''t know, a gymnast."

    "I told you I was in the football club, but you don''t have a sports club."

    The night we arrived at Regrax and had a lot - really, a lot to say - of things. Yut had escaped from the prepared quarters in "Moments of Travel (Teleport)" and was returning to the fortress of Falve.

    It is difficult to return from the Falv to the ship when you are travelling without stopping in the city, as you did when you went for the Diocese of Murgush on the Tubassa.

    However, like this one, such a dual life was also possible if the place of return was clear.

    However, since what I''m doing is checking and processing documents in the office, I can''t help but get a workaholic sleigh.

    Acorn, who was poking his cheek wand at the desk and listening to Yut, turned away from such a fact.

    You shouldn''t complain because you two have time for that. If I do that, Yut will be beaten to the ground by reality.

    "But I''m surprised Jonah''s trying so hard."

    "It''s possible you''re under the influence of Val and Exile''s old man."

    "I see. That''s possible."

    "How could... Why, for that matter..."

    Say it yourself. Don''t suffer.

    Acorn question asked by Archbishop Regnum about the backdrop of the battle challenged.

    In contrast, I accidentally uttered the truth because I was responding with multitasking while processing documents, and as a result I hurt myself.

    "But you didn''t expect me to push that far."

    Did you paragraph it, or did you stop it? Yut snapped in an unexpected tone as he glanced away from the paperwork and glimpsed the light of the "Light Fire (Light)" floating nearby.

    "Huh? You were betting on Jonah."

    "Oh. I also wanted to show Zhuyin Larsia''s remorseful face"

    Most importantly, the winnings received in the Great Hole have mostly been dishonored, and in the first place, Larsia in the torso is making more money than that.

    In material terms, this time the winner is definitely this meadow race (Magner).

    "Besides, don''t you love pushing force, Jonah?

    "Well, not just Jonah, but we end up pushing ourselves a lot."

    Cute enough to look a little bruised - but I didn''t hate Yut - I reply with a mockery to the neck tilting acorn.

    Yes. Gather information, build up your power with spells, and then deal with it physically. That''s Theory the Adventurer. What has changed since I became a nobleman is the extent to which there has been more rooting in between.

    "It''s good to use Psychokinesis... For example, see. After floating with superpowers, it''s easier to stiffen the course with ice and let it slide, right?

    "... curling?

    "I wouldn''t rub it with a brush."

    While denying it so, Yuut imagines it might also be interesting for that astral structure to work hard.

    "Well, that happened, and then there was the arm wrestling competition, and now we''re in the middle of a banquet"

    "Aren''t brave men glad to get out?

    "You just have to leave this to Valtrude. It''s the right material."

    Not that I can''t drink, but I don''t like it either.

    Then we should leave communication to the people we can drink and like.

    This visit to Regrax is only to show respect and no practical cases exist. Strongly speaking, the aim may be to make the existence of Valtrude widely known, but it has already been won in the next throwing tournament of the Arm Sumo Games.

    But now, if I had found out Exile was explaining the rules of La Gu - a competition that would be passed on to the Rock Titans, like baseball and boiled in a Hell''s Cauldron without cracking it up - to Archbishop Regnum, I must have sincerely regretted getting out.

    "I mean, that city is crazy. I don''t know if it''s qualifying for the Grand Competition or practice, but there are people around the city who are tired and exhausted from running down and piling up, and there are a lot of residents in the city who lift weights and climb towers..."

    Akane further opens her big eyes and reveals her surprise at what Yut tells her as she nags about not following that Nori......

    "I mean, it was muscle paradise, right?

    "What the Spirit...... Well, I actually did..."

    In another sense, power is justice.

    That was Regrax.

    There were several reasons why such regrax was able to maintain its urban function.

    One is that not all residents are just trying to self-drill. Between 60% and 70% at best.

    The other is that the trained inhabitants are dispatched as guards and cleric warriors to various locations within the Kingdom of the Chronica God, and their rewards are redeemed to Regrax.

    The last one is because the agricultural productivity of the Kingdom of God blessed by the solar god Fermina is high and cheap crops are offered to Regrax.

    You wouldn''t mind telling me that a division of labour is taking place in the country.

    "Well, muscles aside. I think Archbishop Regnum also had the purpose of identifying us called by His Majesty the King of God..."

    "From what I''ve just heard, you''re clear."

    "Oh. So, no use for me"

    Let''s get back to work... Yut just stopped moving.

    "But I ask you again, are you sure it''s good to be back?

    Its naughtier than what Acorn has confirmed - no, I care more about smiling and glittering eyes like little devils.

    Her flashy appearance adds to it, and Yut, who is accustomed to beauty in Valtrude and Alusia, unexpectedly sees it.

    "... Sure, well, it could be a problem to get out of the inn by accepting the invitation -"

    "The question is, who did you go out to see?"

    "To whom..."

    I''m just here to follow up on a childhood friend who pushed the Lords surrogate. Then it''s natural to face the acorn, but I didn''t go to see him otherwise.

    "Well. Brave man, that''s the problem. Who would believe a story like that?

    Problems with expressions like excitement not stopping - rather acorns throwing answers euphemistically.

    "Maybe they think you''re in close contact with Zhuyin...?

    "Correct! Jump into what number panel?

    "What number is available? And where are the other respondents?"

    "Oh, my God," Yuut said depressingly, scratching into discipline.

    In addition to Alcia, Regrax officials were also told to return to Falv on Moment Travel. Even if it doesn''t get rumored, there will be people who will get to the same answer.

    "What will Larsia say tomorrow"

    "Such a brave man has a wonderful choice."

    No way, there can be such a convenient story.

    While I knew that, I glanced at my childhood friend''s face from the front so that it could drip into the spider''s thread from heaven.

    But before you hear that "nice choice". Hope crushes the moment I see an angelic devil smile through Acorn''s little devil.

    "If you don''t like being rumored, you should just let it be true"

    "It''s getting worse!

    "If you eat poison, you say even dishes, right?

    "That''s just spreading the wound!

    Akane looks up at Yuuto, who rises from his chair and roughs his breath.

    "As far as I''m concerned, I have a good shipping destination, and I don''t mind getting hurt at all?

    "Damn. Well, not that I don''t like it either..."

    After hearing such Yut''s dialogue, Akane changes her complexion for a moment.

    I''ll tell you for myself, maybe the reaction was unexpected.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    When Yut turns back without time to react, he whispers in a compelling voice with a breath in his ear.

    "Then let''s do what we do"

    "Zhuyin..."

    "Actually, you''re still worried about what you''re going to do with the script for the play you were asked to do!

    "That way!

    But that''s also an important project.

    "Even though we haven''t decided, we have about a stomach proposal, right?

    "Exactly."

    As Yut sits in his chair, Acorn also returns to his front.

    "Because of this, I thought I''d pak the story of the planet... and translate it"

    "Something wrong?

    "There''s something quite similar about old stories."

    Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty.

    Not exactly the same, but as Acorn put it, there was a story in the Brewers that came close to the concept.

    "I don''t know much about shakespeare or opera, either, do I?

    "Shakespeare... Romeo and Juliet... there''s a lot going on, and they''re both going to die?

    It was a terrible story.

    "Besides, you can''t be too long or too short, you have set issues, and you want to avoid tragedies."

    "I see..."

    Strict conditions.

    This also means that the candidate will be narrowed to some extent.

    "Then replace the Japanese story with this one? Like knighting a samurai."

    "What about that heart?

    "For example, if it''s a bungalow story, it''s in a classic textbook, right? Well, it could be a tragedy in a way, so I don''t mind anything else."

    "I see. Your menstruation..."

    There was something flashing in the acorn.

    After this, I consulted with the two of us as we watched Pluralism Daiichi, and saw a convergence of opinions on the basis of Kabuki''s "Recommendation Book" first.

    But a suddenly popping acorn idea puzzles Yut.

    "The menstrual position turns into a male dressed female knight......? No, but..."

    When I first heard it, I felt odd, but Valtrude would be performing in the city''s theater, ruled by him, and there were no female characters in the "Promotional Book".

    Come to think of it, it might have been a targeted change.

    But Acorn is going further - diagonally - up Yut.

    "Huh? Why is the menstruation a prerequisite for a man?

    "I don''t know what that means..."

    ... Although the policy was decided, the future seemed difficult.

 341 8. Request of the Divine King

    "Unfortunately, excuse me for this"

    "See you at the Grand Competition!

    - After a farewell greeting, the carriage heads further west.

    In the end, I couldn''t leave as planned and traveled about two days late.

    (If I hadn''t helped run the territory, would Falve have been such a city too...)

    The unexpected feeling of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) shuddering his shoulders at the if of history is left behind, and surprisingly, the journey ahead from there is smooth itself.

    Sometimes the convoy replaced at Regrax was strong, arriving at Lutetia, the capital of Shinto, as originally planned.

    Seneca II ruled. There, it was a beautiful city.

    At least I don''t see one piece of garbage on the front street where the Yuts went by carriage. Such a clean town would be about Falve in the Brewers.

    Not so far, even in the city where Yut and Akane were born and raised.

    Or, I''m not forcing you to do that if you look at the faces of the residents on the road. Everyone was alive and full of joy.

    Also beautiful is the sight of the white Asian buildings neatly lined up.

    Is it determined by law that the buildings are all two-storey and similar in structure? Artificial streets, like building blocks and blocks lined up.

    At first glance, it also looks uniquely......

    "The whole city has become one temple."

    "I see. You know what?"

    Yut realizes the designer''s intentions when he sees the sight of the beautiful and radiant Kanto reflecting the light of the sun rising to Jomtien from "Phantom Carriage", the first carriage of ashes.

    Even though it was different, Valtrude, who serves God, also nodded convincingly.

    "You look like a poet to me."

    But Lutetia, majestic and even dignified, did not seem to extend to the sensibilities of the meadow race (Magner).

    A few days ago, I mock Yut back in the morning with the same mouth, sounding funny.

    "It''s on you. Apologize to the poets of the whole world. And me, too."

    "What? To Yut, hey..."

    "Okay. Then go around the world and apologize to the poet."

    "What''s that unexpected development? That''s crazy."

    "Goodbye, Larsia"

    "Oh, yeah? Yona, isn''t it cold?

    Apparently, the meadow race wasn''t the only one whose majesty didn''t make sense in Shinto.

    Such, as strangely as ever, when he saw the friendly Yuuts, Valtrude sighed small.

    "Totally. A little nervous..."

    "Val isn''t nervous, either, is he?

    "Well, that''s true."

    An international splendid, golden temple.

    It was only about 15 minutes after that that that we arrived at the Grand Temple of Fermina, where Seneca II, the Divine King, lives, in the heart of Lutetia.

    "This is brilliant stuff."

    "Oh. It doesn''t seem like a greenhouse."

    Yut hits on Valtrude with admiration for the colorful flowers that bloom in the courtyard. However, is the difference between a man and a woman a slightly pale reaction compared to her loving wife?

    No, if you look at the albino girl, who is strange but indifferent, you may not be able to say all the same.

    Wearing magical silver (Mithral) all-body armor, Valtrude leads the way through a courtyard full of out-of-season flowers.

    It was previously the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who faced each other as an escort for Seneca II. You can''t go wrong with that shiny blonde armor and the long blonde hair for a man.

    Its diocesan knights give solemn directions, without any particular disarming, including Valtrude. Is it trusted? Or maybe he''s showing the pose of trusting.

    Besides, with Exile''s powers and Yona''s superpowers (Psyonic Power), we can''t even talk about keeping a weapon with a half-breed opponent.

    "This way."

    It was in front of a door with elaborate sculptures that the guided Cathedral Knight stopped.

    Chapel of the Divine King.

    It should be called by a different name when the Archbishop of Lutetia is not the King of God, but it is now the castle of Seneca II, and it is also a kind of private space that you cannot enter without her permission.

    That is no exception to the Cathedral Knight, the guardian of Seneca II.

    "Your Majesty awaits you"

    A blonde man with golden armor and stretches out to his back bows his head and invites the Valtrudes to the chapel.

    "I took care of you"

    At a glance at the man, Valtrude stepped dignified inside.

    Besides, it continues in the order of Yut, Larsia, Jonah, Arsia and Exile.

    "... heh. That''s good."

    A species of meadow with a view of the interior with plenty of stained glass as they hear the door closing behind them. There are also valuable religious paintings on the wall, but it shouldn''t be a statement as a bandit (Rogue).

    In addition, the temple in the back is carved with the sacred mark of Fermina, the sun god, resting on a statue stunning enough to breathe unexpectedly.

    But there is no god king there.

    In the middle of the chapel. In the place where the light gathered, there was Seneca II, king of God.

    "Long time no see, Valtrude, Yut, Arcia"

    Braided chestnut hair glitters in the light. It is a more precious treasure than gold of the same weight, and the long hair stretching up to the candle must be cared for with love and sincerity by many humans.

    The large almond-shaped eyes are going to be sucked in unexpectedly, and the nosebeams draw perfect lines, making neat beauty a reality as if the gods had shaped themselves.

    "And I''ll be the first to see you, Dear Exile, Larsia and Yona. My name is Seneca, and I am the Divine King of the Kingdom of the Chronica."

    A refreshing voice that washes and purifies the hearts of those who listen.

    I can''t think of working against her with just one word, etc., and if there were an adversary, it would be an immediate transformation.

    "A polite greeting, painful. Valtrude Istas."

    But the Hellenic Virgin, who replied on behalf of her, was also full of charm (charisma).

    Its Rin voice is a heavenly tone.

    While being as good as a samurai, it also makes a woman feel soft.

    Looking from the front, without presumpting that the opponent would be the King of God, its prestigious standing reminds me of the goddess of war who presides over justice.

    Rotten and magnificent.

    A rare being that combines two things, beauty and martial arts, which are also the best.

    That was Yut''s beloved Valtrude.

    Seneca must ask you not to hit her.

    "I understand. Let''s hear it."

    In a space where the average of beauty has risen to the highest in the world over time, Valtrude, who has been the biggest factor pushed up, immediately responds and tries to move on to single-minded.

    "Are you sure...?

    To this, Seneca II, who was smiling flashly, also raised the question to an outstanding appearance.

    The fact that there is no disagreement from the Yuts, while the speed of that decision is also increased, is also a cause of this.

    "Of course. You''ve already received your reward."

    Originally, this visit began with the rental of the secrets of Heritage (Relic) Du Commerce.

    I smiled and nodded gladly when I remembered when I was given this new sword of love, tapping on the pattern of the heavenly mounted sword (White Knight) that I was allowed to bring in.

    "Thank you. But if you listened to Seneca and she didn''t think it was right for you, you can just leave."

    "That''s... let''s actually hear it before we decide. Well, that won''t happen."

    Pushed on his back by Valtrude''s dependable words, he raised his face, which was in a leaning position, and gazed at each and every one of them.

    "Why did you say such a thing? This is because the request you''re about to make is irrelevant and selfish."

    Yet again, with a forethought, Seneca II, the Divine King, speaks out.

    "This kingdom of God has numerous blessings from the honorable. At its core is the protection of Fermina, the Sun God. As a result, the weather has stabilized and crop yields have increased by a few dozen percent over other lands¡­"

    Is it hard to talk or hard to admit?

    For once, the King of God separates the Word.

    But there''s no point stopping it here.

    Deciding to do so, Seneca II opened those poor lips.

    "In recent years, its protection has been thin."

    Shocking.

    Confession that would be good to describe. Of course he is individualistic and has his own thoughts, but I can only remember the amazement that he has actually traveled through the Kingdom of the Chronica God and cannot be interrupted by other personnel.

    "Of course we performed various sacrifices, but we have only been able to slow down that reduction. It''s not that we''re not out of work, it''s not that we''re starving..."

    "I''m worried about the devastation of our hearts."

    Valtrude spoke of the essence of the problem.

    (Exactly, that''s a good idea)

    Yut, in a step back position, was honestly impressed.

    under the protection of the gods.

    It is the identity of the Cronican kingdom of God. It was also common from the upper to lower levels of the state. If that rocks, the kingdom of the Kronika gods, close to federalism, can be divided.

    At least, social anxiety will increase.

    In that case, can the priests, who should comfort the people, also remain in their ordinary hearts?

    (Not instantly...... No, you called us before you stuffed it in full)

    But couldn''t it be handled internally without the risk of communicating what could also be called such a state secret to human beings in other countries? And what is the cause in the first place?

    The King of God hasn''t told us everything yet.

    "But what''s the cause?

    "I don''t know. The connection with Fermina God is felt unchanged. Therefore, there should be no such thing as abandonment."

    The white, little hand of the heavenly gripped King of God trembles.

    I guess that''s just to put it into words as a hypothesis and feel fear.

    It was difficult to empathize with Yut, but I could imagine Valtrude when I first visited Earth.

    "As a testament to that...... Master Yut"

    "... what is it?

    I accidentally pointed at myself and said, "Me? I almost heard," but I manage to restrain myself and abide by minimum courtesies.

    It may not be something you care about in a situation that can be described as an almost private meeting, but you have to avoid being a bad example for Yona.

    "The Fermina God has also entrusted you to lend the secrets of Ducommerce and rely on its power"

    "I''m not going to say it''s unfair because they didn''t hear the second half, etc. If it weren''t for that book, we wouldn''t have been able to wave the major players and have a ceremony with Valtrude."

    I am not defending Seneca II. This was the true story of Yut.

    I wouldn''t have been able to make a grand proposal if it weren''t for as many swords as the Heavenly Mounted Sword, and I don''t know if I could have gotten rid of the Unslain Sword Demon.

    In that sense, now this is the side to give back.

    "Thank you"

    God the King to express his apologies with an extinct smile that melts the hearts of the beholder and also breaks his friendship.

    Yut took it flat - but with Achilles tendon kicked from Yona, it may not have been entirely poker face.

    "Seneca''s request is, in short, an escort"

    Exile grabbing the root of the Albino girl - she moved first that we can''t let Alcia do it - and so on, the King of God slowly told her, as if it didn''t exist.

    "Lutetia, no, in the basement of this great temple of Fermina, there is the ''True Festival Palace''. Other than generations of god kings and archbishops of the Great Temple of Fermina, it''s like a sanctuary that knows only a few sides exist...... There, I''d like you to deliver this seneca. Hopefully, tomorrow."

    "... that''s okay"

    Yuut''s teething, which corresponds on behalf of Valtrude in the flow, is bad.

    That too, of course.

    It''s a sudden story of leaving tomorrow, but I don''t mind that. As an adventurer, and after that, I''m used to sudden things.

    Problem is, destination.

    "True Festival Palace" that it is underground. So do we also ritualize to resurrect fruit, or do we get a clearer divinity?

    I don''t know the details, and I guess there''s nothing to reveal at this stage, but there''s no question it''s an action to solve the problem.

    Because, instead of serving other gods, let us invite them to places where even secrets and secrets are supposed to be, even human beings who do not have a decent faith? Even if it''s better over there, this one gets carried away.

    "Don''t worry about it. This is what I''m asking for. Besides, only a woman or a married man is required to step into the True Festival Palace. The Great One doesn''t care about anything. It''s just that people are deified and distancing themselves."

    "That is indeed..."

    I recall the actions of the Divine Body (Avatar) that descended on the Falve and I am more convinced than the sea.

    That was the same not only for Yut - even Valtrude and Arsia.

    "How about that?

    "I understand. Let us bathe in the honor of protecting and serving the King of God."

    I dare not ask for the details of the escort, and I swear that the Holy Virgin of Helenonia will protect the witch of the Sun God.

    And there is no more disagreement than Valtrude (the leader) has decided.

    I guess I was still anxious.

    A divine king who hears the word of consent smiles like a flower blooming in the spring.

    The talks, which could be described as beauty competitions on earth, thus ended.

 342 9. The Night Before

    After finishing the meeting with the Divine King, a small welcoming ceremony was held.

    In addition to Seneca II, the presence of several Archbishops (Patriarchs) and Bishops in her presence may not be considered insignificant in size.

    Not just in that seat, but the attitude of the Grand Temple of Fermina towards the Valtrudes was generally friendly.

    I did not touch anything on the fact that the protection of the Sun God was fading or going to the "True Festival Palace", which is located in the basement of the Grand Temple of Fermina. It was just an unusual story, but the food and liquor were a feast of high quality and satisfaction.

    Especially for Yut, who fled the reception at Regrax.

    Even after the banquet seat was over, the Valtrudes were gathered in the large room reserved.

    In a room where beds and chairs were brought into the largest room in the room and pierced because they were unable to do so and wanted to stay in one room.

    Even though it was a sudden matter, I don''t feel messy or harmonious. The Grand Temple of Fermina is not just a temple, but, in other countries, it also has the function of a royal castle. Because of its persistence, it was one of the finest rooms available for guests.

    But the sight played out there was that of the adventurer, not of the royal marquis nobility.

    "Magic Protect"

    Yut cleaved four pages from the spell (...), which adhered to Exile''s Dragon Scale armor (Dragon Skyle) and disappeared as a particle of light.

    The theoretical spell of this third staircase (...) strengthens the defenses of armor and shields. Efficacy and duration depend on the ability of the surgeon, but if you are a yurt now, you will give your clothes protection comparable to that of a clam (Chain Mail), and the more effective the whole day will be.

    It was activated as a fourth staircase spell with a special usage that extended the duration even further, doubling the duration by two days.

    Whether it''s science or divinity, the use of Brewers spells is limited in the number of times a day.

    However, by using support spells in advance on days when there is no adventure and no battle in this way, the boundaries of the day can also be spared.

    It''s a little backgammon, but even a Warlock needs superior power to perform it, and since it''s rare for so many operators to go on adventures, it won''t be popular.

    Next, use the same spell for everyone''s protective gear, such as Larsia''s leather armor (leather armor), Valtrude''s shield, and his own robe, and Norma is complete.

    Sit on a cushioned, solo sofa and exhale.

    Now there are no more empty seats on the four sofas arranged in a circle.

    "Obnoxious."

    "Oh. Thanks"

    At that time, the meadow race (Magner) offers Yut a cup. The contents are well cooled fruit water using small magic (cantrip).

    The refreshing acidity and slight sweetness soothe the fatigue.

    "Isn''t that supposed to be me or Arcia''s role...?

    "The right material."

    Looks like Larsia is also a sorcerer (wizard). In the sense of labor, Alcia is certainly right. But if Valtrude exercises some kind of skinship, he''ll get more effect than that.

    Arcia didn''t say anything to her childhood friend who twisted her neck unexpectedly to that.

    You have to realize this for yourself.

    Most importantly, when it comes to skinship, Arcia herself does the same thing.

    "Ugh...... I''ll see you at the meeting tomorrow."

    "In the first place, but are you sure it''s okay tomorrow?

    The fundamental policy was questioned by the rock giant (Jarloot), who clung to the soft carpet rather than the couch.

    "Ready, no problem."

    "Right. That''s what they want to do, so why not?"

    "Right."

    If the two Spellcasters who are responsible for the bulk of the preparation have no problem, there is no denying it. Exile, who took the lead with a heavy, low voice, meditated quietly.

    "But if you do, you won''t be able to find out about the enemy.

    "Enemy, hey..."

    Yuut smiles cynically in his objections for debate from Larsia.

    "In the first place, I wonder if there are beings in the sanctuary of Fermina, the sun god, that can be enemies"

    Valtrude changes his complexion much, and Arcia silently agrees with Yut.

    "Well, unforeseen things can happen, and maybe something''s wrong with this one. But if you have a clear enemy, aren''t you just going to say it over there?

    "Yuuto-kun thinks escorts are a convenience to accompany us?

    "Yeah. I was wondering if there''s anything more to it than that because they told me that in the commission- I don''t know if that''s what you''re saying, Arcia."

    To Yut''s words, Valtrude, Arsia and Larsia conceive.

    Exile kept his eyes closed that he was on the spot but not willing to speak out. Jonah has already dived into bed just to do it when the enemy comes out.

    Yut, wearing a blanket to his head and glimpsing it swell like a kobu, snapped as he shifted his gaze to the White Ya ceiling.

    "I knew you were curious about the contents of the trust..."

    "The content, or the intention of the Sun God, who called us at this time."

    "Murgush, do you mean God''s activities and still being involved?

    "Right. If you look at the back..."

    Arcia reacts to the name of the ¡°empty¡± Murgusz that Valtrude speaks of. But half of them don''t look covered in crimson eyelids, but their expressions remain calm.

    Calmly, state your own assumptions.

    "Invitations to festivals to celebrate the New Year and the fact that only married people can enter the sanctuary are ostensible stories. Looks like we''ve been waiting to destroy the Order of the Murgoosh gods."

    "It is a welcome development that one of the evils on earth has crushed. But Seneca didn''t mean it. Yes, I would like to pinch the words."

    Answers to Arcia''s doubts.

    It emanated from no other party. from Seneca II, king of God, who should not be here.

    She came into the room without even being distracted by Larsia, but she''s not alone. Behind it, there was an albino girl who was supposed to be asleep.

    "Why..."

    Jonah answers Yut with the same faceless expression.

    "I was exploring, and I met him"

    So, he said he wanted to talk to me, so I brought him in.

    - That seems to mean.

    "Because I don''t know the way home, in Teleportation"

    "I see, the muscles are through"

    Valtrude is convinced, but of course, it''s not acceptable because it''s muscular. The Archbishop, the guardian, picks his ear and takes the killer to the corner of the room.

    Pretend you slept - the swelling in the bed will be pillow or something - I don''t mind going outside, but subsequent acts need a sermon.

    (I don''t feel nervous...)

    Dropping off a faceless but tearful Jonah, Yut turns to Seneca II.

    You mean patience, he was wearing a simple design piece rather than a costume full of majesty and decoration as the Divine King, and his hair was just easily put together in a ribbon.

    That girlfriend bows her head in perfect motion.

    "I''m sorry. Seneca didn''t know this was going to happen."

    "I don''t mind. I wasn''t telling you a story I couldn''t tell you."

    I''m sure you can''t blame me, but there''s no lie in Yut''s words. If I were really going to have a secret conversation, I would be using defensive spells in advance against instant movement, mindfulness, etc.

    "Thank you"

    "May I ask for your help?

    Yut cut off the story as Arcia stood up and recommended the empty couch to the Divine King.

    "It was Seneca''s personal circumstances that awaited her marriage."

    "... what?

    Wasn''t it about tomorrow?

    Yut, who ate as many shoulder blushes as he could, raises a loose voice between them.

    "Seneca, the king of God, is outside of love and its consequent marriage, etc. You will make your beloved lords unhappy. But if it''s a relationship that we''ve broken apart from each other, don''t you think it''s out of line?

    "Huh."

    Meadow species whistle cheerfully.

    (Well, Larsia would)

    Yut was, in a way, calmly taking the word of the King of God.

    "One, I mean, if you want an affair with Yut...?

    "For Val''s sake, guess what."

    "Why are you so calm when you''re a party"

    "I don''t know if I should be serious..."

    Sadly - acting, though - Valtrude finally returns to me after seeing the look on Yut''s face to say.

    If it was my first time, I might have eaten yut too. In fact, I was upset at first. But Seneca II has a priori who has steamed back the story of Falv''s entry into the kingdom of the Chronica God when he met at the graveyard of the Truss-Sink God.

    Even then, as I didn''t mean it, this one, I guess, is just a little bit of a prank.

    "I''m sorry. It was a pleasure to talk to you from the same perspective as Seneca."

    "If that''s the case, well, there''s no other way"

    Valtrude, who finds out he didn''t mean it and is overtly relieved.

    That''s more than anything, but what does Alcia think of holding Yona''s roots down and dampening the runoff? For Yut, it was my best feeling.

    "Still, you both seem to be close, more importantly."

    "As a loving wife, I want to keep my name in history."

    Leaving the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) behind, the Archmage (Arch Mage) and the proxy of the Sun God smile and exchange words.

    "Oh, okay. These two have subtle personalities."

    The sentiments of such a meadow species were completely ignored and a supplementary explanation began.

    "The divine trust sent down by the Fermina God is: ''Expel the evil demigod and entrust the Hero with his inheritance, leading with him''. That''s all."

    "... I see. You interpreted the land as the True Festival Palace."

    Although unfriendly as the reason for the weakening of the protection and the answer to its handling, it is unlikely to be a direct trusteeship.

    "Yes, ''True Festival Palace'' is the sacrificial imperative that invites and anchors the protection of the Fermina God in this land"

    "Are there enemies in such a land who will need escorts?

    To Valtrude''s inquiry, Seneca II shakes his head quietly.

    "I just want to say that you can''t be here, because evil is something that manifests itself in any place"

    "Must be."

    "Besides, the Valtrudes are entirely the Lord in that trust..."

    "You''ve got yourself a bodyguard."

    "Do you understand the necessary measures?"

    "Whatever. I''ve already taken on the request."

    Valtrude, who brings it back from spiritual agitation, accepts his apology with dignity.

    "Thank you. For this reason, only this Seneca will be accompanied from this Grand Temple of Fermina. But Seneca has never set foot in the True Festival Palace, so it''s more like a pass than a directions guide."

    "Yet alone..."

    "Whoever else you take will be nothing but a clump of legs"

    Too unexpectedly I admitted the facts so lightly.

    I''m sure that would be more convenient, but I also find it too thoughtful.

    With its clear appearance and gaps, this could have been its original character.

    "It''s just that escort isn''t all about fame. We are going to perform one ritual at the True Festival Palace."

    It wasn''t in the commissary, but we can''t do anything about it.

    Let the pride of the Divine King seep in and Seneca II declares.

    "I understand. In the meantime, no matter what, be sure to protect it."

    "By the way, there''s no danger in the ritual itself, is there?

    "Something like losing your life."

    Laugh and give a radical response Seneca II.

    Yut nodded unexpectedly because he didn''t change his tone too much.

    "... if my soul is even safe, my fianc¨¦e will do something about it, so be it"

    "We rely on you"

    Now that we''ve had our conversation, it''s a fine meeting.

    "Whatever it is, you have to know you''re not going."

    - At the end, Larsia closed without such a body or lid.

 343 10. Road leading to the Holy Land

    "How far does it go, this staircase?"

    "I heard that foolishness earlier."

    "That''s about as long as it takes."

    Larsia and Yut. A conversation that takes place at the beginning and at the rear of the line leads to a wooden spirit in the underground space.

    The Valtrudes ate a meal created by Alcia in the Feast Divine Feast, not a breakfast prepared by the side of the Grand Temple of Fermina.

    I left after a brief prep and kept going down the stairs for nearly 10 minutes.

    Bandits (Rogues) and Mages (Wizards).

    From where trap discovery experts (specialists) find themselves, the spiral staircase that continues is not like a trap. It just seems so long that I still can''t see the bottom.

    "It''s a hassle to go, so it''s obsolete?

    "There should be no such thing..."

    Jonah, halfway in the line, sends an unrelenting inquiry to Seneca II, who walks next door.

    Whatever the content, it''s unusual for a quality albino girl to know. This may also have been the charisma of the Divine King.

    It''s just that her footsteps to answer are heavy.

    Instead, I guess I''m not used to exercise itself. If tension is also added there, it is natural to walk slowly.

    (If the stairs still seem to last, would you ask Val to carry them?

    Pity as a man, but unfortunately to Yut the role is literally overloaded. In the first place, would you want a man to be negative?

    If so, Valtrude is more suited to go alone at the rear than Alcia, who walks side by side.

    When I turned around thinking so, my beloved wife and I just got eyes on each other.

    "What''s wrong?

    "No, it''s nothing"

    "Right."

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) is naturally not disturbed by one breath. However, he is not only dressed in magical silver (Mithral) sheet metal armor (plate armor) and wears a heavenly sword (White Knight) around his waist, but is also equipped with a shield integrated with a cage hand.

    Even though the weight was fine, this big shield (Large Shield) was just about to get in the way.

    (If I had to, would I carry it under the spell of Invisible Disc, the Invisible Carrier?

    The spell of the first staircase, which creates a floating transparent luggage car, is used primarily for the purpose of carrying loot, but of course it can also carry organisms on board.

    (It''s like putting people on a light tiger carrier.... and then you take that god king for a light tiger?

    Is it impossible for a princess who has come with patience to have a short holiday in rural Japan? No, I just can''t.

    Yuut with a mysterious annoyance.

    But fortunately, it ended in worry.

    Exile stops with one hand up going a few meters behind Larsia.

    It''s a signal that the leading bandit is checking for traps.

    "... it''s okay. Naturally, there''s no trap."

    After Larsia''s words, resume the march.

    But the walk stops immediately.

    Finally the stairs were over and we reached the door.

    It is a metal door, with the holy mark of Fermina, the sun god. It''s about 3 meters tall, but it''s heavy to see and gives an atmosphere that leads to the sanctuary.

    Even this majesty. I don''t normally think that there are traps here, etc. Still, what I''ve looked into is exactly what an adventurer can call his learniness.

    "It''s locked... but you''re going to be able to open it"

    "No, you can''t open it without a dedicated key"

    A magic coat with golden thread and glossy embroidery. He was the king of God who took the key out of its swollen cuffs, but the movement was immediately forced to stop.

    Without listening to her, a bandit is pushing seven tools (seven tabs) into the keyhole and reluctantly moving.

    To that too much deed, Seneca II was about to remove the key.

    "So here''s the key..."

    "Huh? Really? Oh, my God. Open, open."

    Larsia lets it unlock faster and with magical arrangements than Seneca II gives her the keys. He wasn''t ignoring it, he wasn''t hearing it because he was concentrating.

    The matching eyes were shown open, and the most honorable girl in this country, the King of God, removed the key.

    "Um... It has to be a dedicated key..."

    "It''s an important place, isn''t it? Wouldn''t you rather make it a proper key?

    "No...... And the magical mechanism..."

    If there is a magic entanglement, it may have been disarmed by Dismantling Magic (Isolation).

    - There were considerations in Yut that just didn''t say anything like that.

    "If you blow up psychic power at the rock next to you..."

    "No, it seems faster for me to break the door."

    "It''s not that kind of tournament."

    But to Jonah and Exile, there wasn''t.

    Was it a bad idea to go to Regrax?

    To Seneca II, who is slightly tearful, Yut waves another topic.

    "Was it a magical mechanism to distinguish unmarried from married?

    "No, it doesn''t seem that way either"

    A re-minded God King turned to the Great Mage (Arch Mage) with a wretched smile.

    Just seeing that smile makes me feel saved.

    "Only married men should be considered close to the commandments. Because the Fermina god is a virgin god of purity."

    "Outside the sanctuary, young men, etc."

    "Yes. Though the commandments, the land may be able to dialogue with the Fermina God. If so, then perhaps it should be called the absolute rule"

    Valtrude and Arcia nod deeply to the words of the witch of the Sun God.

    But Yut is silent.

    Because I was desperate to dismiss the claim that his acorn was "that''s not just messing around a lot..."

    "Well, move on"

    In response to Larsia''s words, which were confirming their safety, the Yuts immediately lined up. In an instant, the ever relaxed air is regarded as lying tension. As it changed, Seneca II ate and noticed at the same time.

    Until now, walking is the same for them. I didn''t feel nervous. I didn''t have to.

    Seneca II, who had gone back to the line, held his fist all the time and strengthened himself. The fact that they, skilled adventurers, have become serious also means that danger awaits us from here on out.

    "It''s okay. No problem."

    Jonah slapped her shoulder gently like that.

    Same faceless look, doesn''t look like he''s paying attention.

    But that relieved Seneca of her shoulder strength.

    "Thank you"

    I remember not being an adventurer or an expert in combat. You can do what you can. Realizing the obvious, she finally regains her nature.

    "Are you ready? Let''s go."

    Valtrude, who was watching the way it went at the rear, gave a go sign. I nod silently to it and move on across the door.

    Caves with people''s hands, not objects of nature.

    It should have been closed for a long time, but the air hasn''t precipitated whether there''s a vent somewhere.

    Naturally, there is no light, but darkness is being driven away by spells such as "Light Fire" and "Dancing Light Fire", which are placed on Exile''s autonomous running shield.

    The ceiling is about 3 meters high. The width of the aisle is about the same as it is, and although it is a tunnel (tunnel), it is never narrow. However, even though it is not maintained, there are cracks in the road and even parts with holes.

    I don''t think it''s the path that leads to the ''True Festival Palace'', which can be considered a sanctuary. I get the impression that even immortal monsters (undead) are close to ruins that are likely to emerge.

    But it was not only because of the atmosphere that Yut and the others exercised vigilance.

    To the sound, the smell. And I should say that it''s a comprehensive adventurer''s account of skin sensation, and that''s what''s appealing to me.

    There''s something ahead.

    That proved to be about 15 minutes after walking down the main road, which slowly went uphill.

    "There were three dragons in the room ahead."

    The information brought by the preceding Larsia makes the line stop on the way.

    "If you were a groundhog, well, wouldn''t it be strange to be here..."

    "Right. But lately, I wonder if it''s even on the edge of a turtle."

    Arcia nods to Yut''s sentiments.

    Ground dragons look like dragon necks have grown from giant turtles with loess scales.

    Not intelligent enough to manipulate words, dull movement, but the outer skin is strong and durable.

    What''s more troublesome is the ability to dive through the ground.

    "And there was something a little strange about the colors and stuff. Maybe it''s a fallen god or something."

    "... that''s troublesome in so many ways"

    "No way, no..."

    The Great Mage took the report of the meadow race to par. But the King of God cannot rest in peace.

    Good, evil, neutrality and. Heavenly world where all gods live.

    At the corner of it is a land called the Wilderness of Warcraft. This is where the heavenly lions are summoned under the spell "Invitation of the Lions of Heaven (Beast Lands)".

    There are monsters there, called Fallen Divine Species, who have evil phases and draw a line with their earthly compatriots. Characteristic is a thousand different, but in addition to the native one, the pitch-black outer skin covers itself and also has resistance to the source force.

    And equally vicious and insane.

    If there are indeed dragons of the land of the Fallen Divine Species, and there are three of them, what is going on with the "True Feast Palace"?

    To that thought, Seneca II trembles. Only Seneca II.

    "Fermina, maybe God was going to call us and let us clean up."

    "Er. If it''s about a dragon, it''s not that far, is it?

    "Then aren''t there others besides the Ground Dragon?

    Larsia and Valtrude will express their views on raising the issue of Exile. But it can only be speculative and not even constructive.

    "In the meantime, let''s do something about the disorder in front of us. Larsia, how big is the dragon?

    "It was all like growing hair in an adult."

    "Okay. They haven''t noticed, have they?

    "Naturally. Who are you asking?"

    Two people with provocative smiles.

    Receiving the answer he wanted, Yut grins even more, darker. Valtrude preferred to be "dependable," and Acorn laughed, "You''re thinking bad."

    "Destroy them all at once. The two non-Val attacked separate individuals from the entrance to the room because they put a Transparency (Transpierrent) spell on Val, the old man, and Larsia. Val is the only one who can step in and do the remaining dragons."

    In the proposed operation, the three called names gave a satisfactory look.

    I guess we noticed that we presented our preferred maneuvers, though there would be a more definite way.

    "And Jonah stands by"

    "Huh?"

    "You''ll destroy every cave."

    "... if you have too much momentum"

    "So wait."

    It is also an important position as a reserve force in the unlikely event of a leak of fire or unforeseen circumstances. At the same time, he had recently combined his punishment for the Albino girl, whose reckless behavior stood out.

    Thus the division of roles is decided, and the King of God will be ready shortly after he pinches his mouth.

    Seneca II''s common sense rings the alarm at that appearance.

    I guess that was the case when it came to operational meetings, but that conclusion only sounds like an airborne theory on the desk. Why the dragon? Is that also an assumption that you can defeat the Fallen Divine Land Dragon a few steps above the normal species without being able to dive in and escape?

    Through overconfidence, I can only think of my dreams properly.

    But at the same time, her intuition, an excellent witch, complained that the Yuts were right.

    Common sense and intuition.

    It didn''t take five minutes until we came to a conclusion which was right.

 344 11. Beast of God

    The Yuts, who overtook the Land Dragon, were ascending the path leading up to the True Festival Palace.

    Yes. It''s rising.

    There was no change in the atmosphere of the tunnel (tunnel), but it was a clear difference that the gentle ascent led to a slope with a clear gradient.

    "Yut, do you know where you''re headed?

    "Exactly, because I don''t have an azimuthal magnet or anything."

    But still, if it''s just speculation, it''s possible.

    Yuut, who had a map of the area in mind beforehand, had some idea.

    "If you were to ascend, you didn''t have to let it go down"

    Together up that hill, Jonah makes it seem like a sensible and best opinion - just a statement. I''m not physically fit or tired, but being made to do meaningless things can be shamefully handicapped... something like that?

    In time, I may complain about the existence of the curve.

    "The Fermina God presides over the Sun. The sun rises and sets every day."

    To such an albino girl, the King of God walking next door teaches in a harsh tone.

    "Therefore, once Seneca, the king of God, descends underground and ascends to earth again, it becomes a kind of initiative."

    "... ok"

    Jonah was honestly convinced.

    Would it be more accurate to say that I gave up that I had no choice but to say anything?

    "Say thank you to Your Majesty. It is rare for His Majesty the King to explain."

    Realizing that renunciation of thought, Alcia, walking right behind her, said as she placed her hand on the shoulder of the Albino girl.

    "... thanks"

    "You''re welcome."

    To Seneca II, who smiles, even if he is not a believer, he is about to pledge his awe and loyalty. But Jonah, not impressed, immediately turned forward.

    Even with that attitude, the King of God doesn''t look offended. Instead, I reached out to Jonah''s white hair just to say I''m glad she''s not weirdly admired - happy to be made into an evil person.

    "Damn, Jonah''s only interested in eating and destroying."

    "Which barbarian is that..."

    Valtrude says as troubled as he looks at those two smiling faces. Yut, too, wondered where he had been raised wrong - about himself up on the shelf - looked up to heaven, but Jonah turned and said to reassure him like that.

    "Recently, other interests have expanded"

    "Seriously. I''d love to hear that."

    "Pretty curious about Yut''s future or something"

    "... if it''s about the future, I''ll worry about Larsia"

    "After all, I''m getting shot in the back. Huh!?"

    Of course, "shields" are a natural flow because they are meant to be attacked.

    ... not to say anything like that - the truth is that sometimes it hurts people - and then, quietly, we go down the road.

    Besides happiness or unhappiness or earthly dragons, I did not encounter monsters, in a slow march to the pace of Seneca II, while pinching a break in the spacious room I occasionally encountered, about 4 hours. Around noon, we arrived at the end of the tunnel.

    So the first thing I felt was the sound of the wind.

    Next, a clean outside air, different from the cold but precipitated air in the cave.

    When I slowly go outside, I feel snow under my feet. On top of that, the bright winter sun was pouring down.

    "Ladies and gentlemen, isn''t it cold?

    "Yeah. This one looks the same."

    The spell "Heat and Cold Resistance (Coginess)" appears to have been granted to the King of God''s coat. And that''s the same for the Yuts. There is a difference between a magic device (magic item) and a prior grant, but there is no problem in Winter Mountain.

    Seems a little emotionally lacking, but much better than freezing in the cold.

    "Though I don''t seem surprised. From the beginning, did you know?

    "No way." Heat and Cold Resistance "is just a habit. It wasn''t long before I found out this mountain was my destination."

    The Yuts were now near the top of the mountain.

    I wasn''t caught knocking around the dimension gate or moving somewhere along the way. If so, it is not so far from the Kanto Lutetia.

    "Looks definitely on Mount Schuena"

    Less than a thousand meters but almost like a chopped cliff, nothing supposedly led to the top. In addition, the Grand Temple of Fermina was also forbidden to enter ancient times because it was too grave.

    At the same time, Mount Schoena, which can also be called the back mountain of Kanto, is familiar to the inhabitants and is also the subject of a simple faith.

    "And that would be the True Festival Palace."

    Before the king of God pointed, there was a temple.

    Of things not known in scale because they are still far apart - it may well be because they are at the top of the mountain - but they don''t seem that big either.

    It was covered with half freezing ice, and even if it did not go as far as ruins¡­, the glamour like the Great Temple of Lutetia was decidedly lacking.

    "Then I wish I could have flown from the beginning"

    "I guess I kept the place a secret, especially because there are those uncomfortable people"

    I can''t deny the usefulness of flying while I say that to Jonah.

    There are spells in the science spells on the first staircase that allow you to move freely on snow and ice called Snow March (Snow Walk), but it''s faster to fly.

    Valtrude is the military song of flight, Boots of Wings, and Exile is the spell of Flight (Flight), and Jonah is in her own psychic powers. The remaining four flew through the sky with a magical carpet.

    Soon after you feel the refreshment of flight and the pleasure of the wind, you will arrive at the "True Festival Palace".

    And now it''s time for Seneca II to use the key passed down to the King of God for generations to step inside - at the deepest end of it, the Yuts discovered a giant ''hole''.

    The dragon must have opened it.

    There were three holes on the floor.

    But what they breathed - especially Yut and Valtrude - was another ''hole''.

    Nothingness.

    Or it also looked like a pitch-black sun floating in heaven.

    Divine statue of Fermina, the sun god. It erodes its upper body and creates a pitch-black cavity in the universe.

    "Hole in Dimension......"

    - It was two holes and a melon in the dimension where the monster appeared, which Yut saw on Earth.

    "Something''s coming up."

    Everyone quickly stands up for the warning Valtrude gave as he pulled out the Horse Sword (White Knight).

    Larsia disappears in an instant, Exile deploys a shield that runs autonomously, and Yut also retrieves the spell document.

    But Arsia was looking at the Divine King, not a hole in a dimension that was gradually spreading.

    She is alone, staring into the void.

    I didn''t miss getting ready for battle. My beloved daughter, the goddess of death and sorcery, had an idea.

    It''s called a state of divine possession.

    Seneca II''s mouth moves not according to her will and utters words that are not hers in her voice.

    "''Expel the evil demigod and entrust his legacy to the hero, to come together''"

    The trust that led Yut and his men into the land.

    That was repeated at this time on this occasion.

    Things move before you think about what that means.

    At the same time, it became the last piece to know the true meaning of the divine commission.

    "Big Nose"

    Albino girl, who was natural, shares her thoughts as she sees them.

    The first to come out of a hole in a dimension like the black sun, you''re right, a giant nose like a pig. As Jonah described it as "big," there would be a few meters.

    The next thing I saw was a pair of horns. Sharper than a spear made of adamantine, older than the trees.

    What follows further is the metal and the stiff outer skin that is just disputed.

    And only then will a certain eye appear that exceeds the size of Exile, and behold the people of the earth uncalled for.

    An unexpected gust of wind broke out and purple electricity scattered around him.

    "No way, is it Behemoth..."

    Seneca II, back from the trans state, crumbles. In her subjectivity, it''s like running into a scene where a giant monster appears the moment she reaches the bottom of The True Festival.

    At the same time it was a stunning thing to do, and that monster was the problem.

    God''s use, Behemoth.

    Good and evil Any God is a serving beast, which performs heavenly punishment according to the divine will and defeats the enemies of God.

    In the past the treacherous capital, or the city of righteousness, returned many to ashes.

    The fact that it was released...

    to God. I was limited to Fermina, the sun god.

    For a moment, despair dwells in the spirit of the Divine King.

    "Yona, that''s good."

    "Elemental Missile - Enhancer!

    Albino girl unleashes psychic powers as if she were waiting.

    It produced countless spears of ice bigger than its own, shook its arms down and fired. The goal, of course, is the beast of God, Behemoth.

    "Gummy, ooh, ooh."

    Throughout its enormous nose, an ice spear stood unmistakably. The scream echoes in the deepest part of The True Palace.

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa."

    In response, an arrow unleashed by Larsia, who was hiding herself in the corner of the ''True Feast'', penetrated Behemoth''s eyes, and the blow of Spike Flail of Exile made the beast of God scream again.

    Except it was too huge for the eyes to be a special steeple, and the meadow race seemed unhappy.

    "Hey, what..."

    "Behemoth is the beast of God. If so, there will be many in heaven."

    "That must be..."

    To the King of God without a sudden outrage, Arsia speaks.

    But Seneca II doesn''t know what that means.

    If there are more than one behemoth, what is it?

    "The whole thing accidentally fell into a hole in the dimension that connects Heaven to the Brewers. The situation now, isn''t this possible?

    "Oh, no. Flying."

    "Yeah, but that''s him."

    Proudly, Arcia says.

    Seneca II, for some reason, flattered it.

    Meanwhile, Yut also has a say.

    That, too, is a splendid thing called a temple.

    "Drive away the evil demigod and entrust his legacy to the hero, and come together"

    The repetition clarified the will of Fermina God.

    At least, I''m not going to harm the people of earth to the Sun God. Only once, it would also be possible to interpret that he directed him to the ''True Feast'' to show off what Behemoth looked like.

    But it doesn''t make sense to repeat it on this occasion.

    "I wonder if Fermina God is no longer devoting his strength to the protection of the kingdom of the Chronica God because he is preventing the expansion of holes in this dimension?

    That''s the conclusion Yut came up with.

    "Why, entrust it..."

    "If you''d known that, you''d have come to block it, wouldn''t you?

    "Absolutely."

    "I mean, even if it''s just Seneca, we can''t block it. Plus, I didn''t say it because there might be a sacrifice."

    I don''t think there''s as much waste as trying to guess the will of the gods - and Yut breaks the story off and speaks up to his beloved wife''s back.

    "Val, push him back."

    "I understand. - Selection (Select)"

    Valtrude entered the Heavenly Mounted Sword with the ability he deserved to meet the expectations of his beloved husband, banging on the heels of his flying military shoes and shooting through the sky.

    "Gaaaaaaaa"

    A bolt of lightning emanates from the corners of Behemoth toward its Cathedral Knight (Paladin). Lightning strikes fired at close range have the power to make your heart stop just because of their roar.

    But Valtrude doesn''t go through with it.

    He believes in the protection of spells such as "Elemental Circle" and "Resistance Amplification (Superior Resist)" and pushes them forcefully.

    As a result - it was the right decision.

    "Lightning March"

    Likewise, a thunderous Hellenonian Virgin pulled the Heavenly Mounted Sword out of the sheath of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

    It is a blade enlarged by the effect of the Giant Blade (Enlarge). If the target is this large, it will not be a problem such as some difficulty in handling it.

    Adamantin and Bloodsucking Dragon (Brad Dragon) fangs combined working out with Red Fire Dragon Parra Went''s Exhale (Brace) became about the size of her height, slashing and tearing Behemoth''s brow into a single letter.

    That doesn''t end there. The Extrusion (Bashing) pushes back the giant of the beast of God - so overwhelmed by the head alone.

    Just as Yut ordered.

    "Thank you, Val. Well, let''s go when we''re ready, too."

    Dimensional holes regain their black sun-like appearance, and Yut uses some spells in addition to flying, also consuming stock from scrolls (scrolls).

    "Going, which way..."

    I knew the answer, but Seneca II, the Divine King, dares ask the Great Mage (Archmage).

    "Of course, through that dimensional hole to heaven. Anyway, they say," Go all the way. "

    If I had no choice, Yut nodded one person.

    The acorns that stay in the falve are going to be a big deal... but I can''t help it all.

 345 1. Boundaries in Heaven

    The heavenly world where the gods live.

    The area is vast and perhaps the gods themselves must not have a complete grasp on it.

    There are numerous tributaries of the Palistore River that cross the centre of the heavenly world, extending greatly all over the world. Even one of its fines boasted a huge amount of water that was interchangeable with the great rivers on earth.

    Despite the river, the river is inhabited by creatures of all water worlds and protected by the water champion Leviathan.

    There are also numerous spiritual peaks in various parts of the heavenly world. The top of it is hidden beyond the clouds, and it is not known as. There were a number of such alpines.

    The summit is said to be ahead of the sky, such as Mount David, where Dwarf''s patron saint Ducommerce lives.

    In the sky there were giant bird ruffles and diverse dragons flying, as well as floating islands circling the heavens on certain routes. In some of them, the gods set up palaces.

    Vegetation is also similar to ground - the Brewers.

    The trees thrive, but if there are trees whose leaves are gold itself, there are also the great trees whose trunks are always surrounded by black flames. Among them, the most immense and honorable are the giant spiritual trees than the mountains called sky trees.

    The sky tree, with its deep wisdom and thoughtful soul, can no longer be called God.

    At its root is the fountain of knowledge once visited by the great sage Vainamarinen, beyond which the wilderness of the Holy Beast and the wilderness of the Warcraft is so vast that one and two nations can fit in perfectly.

    Magnificent nature and unimaginable secrecy.

    Monsters blessed with good or evil.

    A land filled with the power of the source, where the gods reign.

    Heavenly world with no common sense on earth, but generally good and evil. And the realm is divided into three dominated by a middle God.

    What the Yuts showed up on was the land that hits just in the middle of it.

    Under their eyes flying in the sky with the spells of "Flight (Flight)" that remained in duration, there is a hole of such dimensions as embodying the dark of pitch black.

    The ground seemed to be rocky, reminding me of the plateau on which the Diocese of Murgusz was located.

    "Ooh. As I was asking, some world is diagonal!?"

    "I''m fine. It doesn''t affect us."

    Immediately after jumping out of a hole in the dimension, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) calmly returns to the meadow race (Magner), who reveals his surprise aloud.

    However, in the present case, it was Larsia who could be said to be normal.

    Is the light itself even refractive? The sunlight - the sun shines even in heaven - falls vertically rather than parallel to the ground, and the direction the wind blows is strange.

    The same goes for remembering those discomforts, but more importantly, there''s something wrong with Behemoth, who came to heaven together.

    It is disoriented obliquely, not on the ground beneath its eyes, as if it were also a bank of transparency there. You don''t care about being attacked or anything, you steeped away rapidly at a speed not commensurate with that giant.

    Really, did you just get lost by chance? Or was it released from any evil god, but attacked by the Valtrudes to regain reason?

    Either way, I was lucky I didn''t have to keep fighting any more. I don''t think I''m going to lose, and in fact, I would have won, but I want to keep my powers warm if it''s possible.

    Exile wanted to be very sorry.

    "Ha ha."

    Suddenly, there was an adorable scream.

    Behemoth was distracted and unaware, but Seneca II, who is supposed to be in the air in Flight, is falling diagonally.

    You thought that was the kind of play, the same next to it - with the usual faceless expression - falling Yona. From the edge, it doesn''t even look like a smiling sight. But there was no room for the Divine King, and he was more stuck than serious.

    "That''s crazy."

    As Larsia blames herself as she sideways watches Arsia, who was nearby, hold the Divine King.

    "Didn''t it have an impact?

    "... what you believe will be saved"

    "That''s a handy word!

    I was completely overheard about that allegation, but I''m also not making an appropriate excuse.

    The Law Conservation (Reality Bubble) spell was used from the scroll before jumping into the hole in the dimension. This seventh staircase of theoretical spells can preserve the laws of its own world of origin even in another world.

    If anyone could see the magic, they would realize that their surroundings were covered with rainbow bubbles.

    But you must also be aware of ''common sense''. Otherwise, I would be pulled by local laws, like Seneca II today. The strength of sensitivity characteristic of what serves God may have been disastrous.

    "I told you that in heaven, depending on the location, the direction of gravity fluctuates, flame columns erupt from the area, and thunderbolts rain"

    I cautioned ahead of time, but when I hear it, I guess it''s a big difference. I just say that I have knowledge even for yut, so I have no choice in a way.

    However, within that knowledge, there should rarely have been any terrible insanity so far...

    "Yut, look at that one"

    Valtrude adapted as soon as possible, a hole in the dimension on the ground. Refers to its perimeter, to be precise.

    I didn''t realize it was as if it were part of it from the beginning, but the boulders with the holy marks of closed eyes were lined up and the light poured into the holes of the dimension.

    "Murgoosh God..."

    I can''t be sure, but I''m sure you think so. No way, someone irrelevant used the Holy Mark to bring ¡°emptiness¡± to justice.

    I do not know if the Murgush God intended it, but the disturbance of gravity in the land and the appearance of Behemoth may also have been caused by the intense divinity emitted from the boulders, which destabilizes the laws of the world.

    "Yut, can we do this?

    An Albino girl traveling from under the Divine King asks for permission. Normally, it''s speechless, but the answer is easier than she is the one who issued it.

    Can I destroy the boulder under my eyes?

    Yes, I''m listening.

    "I can''t believe Jonah started checking before she blew it off... You''ve grown..."

    "Low boiling point of emotion!

    "It was worth the sermon."

    "What is this couple, a couple of similar things!

    Valtrude nods satisfactorily to Yut, who is delayed in emotion. And Larsia throws up, "You know, you can do that when you two are," she said.

    Wherever the gods live in heaven, they don''t change.

    "In the meantime, you can do everything you can."

    "It''s a reward because I could confirm it before it moved... so it''s not, is it?

    Arcia, who drew Seneca II''s hand, asks Yut, who gave her light permission.

    "Of course that is. There are a couple of reasons..."

    "Cyclonic Blast - Enhancer!

    But before the Great Mage (Arch Mage) spoke of his intentions, his psychic powers were unleashed. The great vortex of psychic powers that once overthrew one''s own ¡°sisters¡± and ¡°birth parents¡± in the spiritual world of the all-knowing dragon strikes the giant rock with no hesitation, just as it did then.

    The flux of that force was inclined by the distortion of gravity, but it wouldn''t matter if you put one of the boulders in a round effect range.

    The wind rolls backwards and the roar echoes into the air far away.

    But...

    "Stuff...... intact......"

    The boulders were not kept slight, and there was not a single scratch on the engraved holy mark.

    "This is how Law Conservation and some kind of spell works, but I wanted to see how psychic it was. And can that stone circle be broken? If I broke it, or if I attacked it, I thought I wanted to see what would happen."

    "Then at least half of it was successful."

    The psychic powers were activated properly. Though there are different parts of the world law, it doesn''t seem to mean that they are extremely different.

    And don''t let a group of boulders that look like they have holes in the dimension be microscopic.

    "But I didn''t think I''d get this far."

    While Alcia was making everyone listen to her intentions in the form of questioning Yut, Valtrude and Larsia were on guard around them, and Exile was still mocking Jonah, who was about to release a second shot.

    The King of God... has already reached the frontier of giving up all sorts.

    "The other..."

    When Yut tried to speak of a hidden purpose, the horse''s nagging abruptly rang.

    As the Rock Giant (Jarloot) stands guard against Spike Flail, a pair of black and white Heavenly Horses (Pegasus) slide in and pull a carriage like a wooden mansion through it.

    On that side was depicted the Holy Mark of the Fermina God, which also designed a sun similar to the daisy flower.

    The two heavenly horses stop on the spot in front of Seneca II, the king of God, as if they were a scuffle.

    "What if..."

    Hands on the forehead of the submissive Tenma, nodding several times as if we were having a conversation.

    "Ladies and gentlemen, it seems to be a welcome from Fermina God"

    The words surprise even Larsia by whistling.

    But there was only one exception.

    "One more thing, if I move flashy, I''ll be a ringing substitute."

    "I''d be mad if it wasn''t Yut"

    A girl from Albino, who was heard to have come to the heavens to let her know, expresses her dissatisfaction with the challenging act of being faceless but swelling her cheeks.

    We moved together to get in the carriage, stroking Jonah''s head like that and begging for forgiveness. Yut holds up the albino girl with a bitter smile as she doesn''t seem to get over her mood and has some hindsight.

    "Wherever you are, you''re the same."

    The truth is - as I say - Jonah hasn''t been angry since the beginning. Only Alcia knew about it.

    But I wouldn''t bother to point it out.

    As they all boarded the carriage, the black and white pair of Heavenly Horses shone out under the Sun God, giving them nothing.

 346 2. Sun Gods Wish (Previous)

    The journey by carriage sent by Fermina, the Sun God, was basically a short and quiet one.

    There can be no more surprise now with the extent of the carriage that the Yuts fly, while Seneca II, the Divine King, sits on the contrary with extreme emotion.

    In contrast to Larsia and Jonah sleeping in the middle of nowhere.

    With both sides sandwiched by her fianc¨¦e, Yut thinks about what this carriage means.

    I don''t know why you sent me - it doesn''t mean. It was Fermina, the Sun God, who called us to heaven. It''s weirder to leave it alone.

    What bothers me is the carriage itself. For now, on the inside of the tatami.

    It was naturally accepted that the interior of the carriage engraved with the Holy Mark of the Sun God was much wider than the Ashes Carriage Phantom Carriage.

    But it was too surprising to have a room that resembled a certain library structure all the way between floors.

    Unexpectedly, the more I stopped them all and made them take off their shoes. I don''t even know if I was calm or losing my spare time.

    Why, like one of these inns - it also makes you feel like history and format - is a Japanese-style creation.

    "Oh well. Is it more oriental than Japanese..."

    "Hmm? What are you talking about?

    Valtrude, who watched quietly the side of Yut sinking into thought - good to say her few serious hobbies - reacts quickly.

    "No, I just thought the Fermina God might be the Orient - a god with ties to Li Kutua"

    "You mean this floor? I''ve seen it in Chicu, but, well, Yut''s hometown and the East were close to culture."

    Along with Acorn, he recalls that he was encouraging the production of Li Kutua condiments, and Valtrude is convinced by one.

    "This is the first theory you''ve ever heard that the Fermina God is a God of Oriental origin."

    Alcia, who kept silent beside Yut and Valtrude so they wouldn''t get in the way, opens her mouth anticipating the meeting when it came to a paragraph.

    I want to dissolve the theological question - rather than seem to have simply wondered.

    "Given that the sun rises from the east, I don''t have to wonder if it''s even that surprising..."

    "Well, I see"

    "But if you think calmly, it doesn''t seem to matter"

    "... Aren''t you ashamed of me for impressing you"

    And Yut stroked his head, and stretched out his hand from his cheek to his chin, his beloved wife, who threw her feet upon the tatami, and pointed her mouth.

    "Totally yut..."

    It was clear to everyone that the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) turned away from his face as to what would be deluded to that extent, but that it was nothing more than a vanity.

    When Yut turns his gaze concerned, he is also up the edge of Exile''s mouth, which is meditating against the wall.

    You think it''s on the same level as Jonah just now, but don''t get me wrong.

    At last, it is possible that Valtrude has risen to the same level as Jonah.

    "Sure, I''m curious, but it''s not going to matter."

    "Right."

    Yut also agrees with Alcia that it should be temporarily shelved.

    Although the background of Fermina, the Sun God, is interesting, it was not thought to turn out overnight, nor did it seem to have anything to do with the problems facing it.

    "What do you think Yut has to say from Fermina God after this?

    Questions from the Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch), presented in a few moments.

    That did take the form of a question, but from which point of view, there was a strong tendency to answer each other.

    "You didn''t call in to talk to the public, so you''re trying to get us to do something."

    "Are you going to take it on?

    "I don''t know what to say about not asking what I asked... but, well, I guess I will"

    "Is that because it''s a quest from the gods? Or maybe because it contributes to the peace of the world?

    "Nothing, I wouldn''t deny it around there either..."

    Yut sees Valtrude''s side sitting next to him on the opposite side of the hill - and then finds himself if he can''t stay in "Hiraki" - turning back to Arsia, who is stretching his spine perfectly in a front-seat outfit.

    "It won''t be irrelevant to us, either."

    "''Us''?

    "There will be, well, a lot of things in that range"

    That much said, Yut shrugged his shoulders and laughed. I have the feeling that I''ve been told, but I don''t feel bad.

    All the more so if it is to benefit Arcia like no other.

    "I see. Very well."

    Half his face is hidden in the crimson eyelid, and his expression is unclear.

    Still, it conveys that I should say years of experience or that I seem happy.

    I have no idea.

    But there was one there, a cathedral knight like a puppy left behind. I have the same eyes as when Yut is thriving on a topic I''m not sure about with Acorn.

    "If that''s the time, you''ll see."

    "Then why don''t you explain it now"

    Truth jumps out of Valtrude, but from Yut and Arsia, there is no answer, as if I had even made an offer.

    When the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia opened her mouth again in an attempt to blame it.

    "Stopped"

    As Jonah said, I feel a slight recoil that the carriage has stopped.

    Apparently, we arrived at our destination - the palace of the Sun God.

    "This is where the Fermina God..."

    "Ugh. This guy has a great view!

    "Takai."

    A cheap cheer that blows the inspiration of Seneca II, the Divine King, that it is senseless.

    Larsia and Jonah''s gaze, which then came down from the carriage, is not the palace of God, but poured into a wooden staircase that leads far above the earth.

    The pillars that support the stairs stand through a number of clouds, higher than the surrounding mountains. The column drying of the Zhu Paint is also vivid to the eyes, but I feel relieved when I think about going up this.

    Fortunately, the carriage pulled by the black and white pair of Heavenly Horses (Pegasus) is at the top of the stairs. It was boarded in the square in front of the main hall, and although it may be suitable to accuse me of lack of flair, as a yut, I had lowered my chest to say that it was helpful.

    "But it''s a temple you''ve never seen before."

    "No, Val shouldn''t be."

    Valtrude looks up to the main hall with a glimpse.

    Yut speaks as he sees the sight from behind.

    "Well, I guess I''m the one who looks the most familiar"

    "What do you mean?

    "Val must be seeing something similar on Earth."

    To Alcia''s inquiry, Yut talks about when he went to Earth alone.

    Experimenting with the spell, he said that the hole in the dimension encountered an empty monster and that the first time he met his true name was in the shrine''s territory.

    "I see. Are the palaces of the Fermina gods and the temples of Yutkun''s hometown the same?"

    "Size is different."

    "If you ask me, I do..."

    A few times. Didn''t you notice the difference in scale that seemed 10 times different when you did poorly? After listening to the two conversations, Valtrude finally remembers.

    Yut soon realized that so was the familiar, but the structure other than size was very similar.

    Thousand trees on the roof of the slab and bonito trees installed between them placed on both ends to cross to reinforce it.

    Left and right symmetrical, columns even arranged in even numbers of columns. Despite having no foundation, it firmly supports temples that are as numerous as skyscrapers.

    The walls are also huge sheets of wood, and the doors are cut one in the front.

    Its two open doors opened tightly as if to welcome them in.

    "Master Yut. Interesting story..."

    "Yeah. Let''s go"

    In the wake of Seneca II''s words, Yut switches consciousness.

    I guess that passed on to everyone. They are instantly reunited, including the meadow race (Magner).

    Formation as if exploring a dungeon. The relaxed air was nowhere else.

    I didn''t even think there was an obvious danger, but it''s a temple of this size. I''ve never gone beyond caution.

    But that ended in concern.

    The moment everyone creeps through the door and enters the interior, they are attacked by intoxication before checking the surrounding conditions.

    At the next moment, if you notice, they were all forwarded to the slab room.

    Behind that horizontal room is a corner divided by curtains.

    "You''ve come a lot"

    It echoes from there.

    No, a clear voice as if spoken directly to the spirit.

    But it''s neither violent nor shocking.

    If you only have the impression of a voice, about mid twenties when you were old. The feeling of your mind swinging and being boned out.

    Dear like my sister.

    Friendly love.

    Mother like charity.

    It is a voice full of love that envelops the whole body, the soul, warm and soft.

    Over the curtain, face grated, not even sure of the silhouette. But before that existed, it had nothing to do with anything.

    Seneca II, the Divine King, instinctively kneels and falls flat.

    Even Valtrude and Alcia, who served other gods, drowned their heads when they were struck by divine authority.

    Even the four conscious Yut, Jonah, Exile and Larsia, who are unbelievable compared to those three, cannot even open their mouths.

    No, I break my own knee without coming up with that.

    "Let''s talk. Why did Fermina call everyone? Let''s tell him. The purpose of Murgusz is to empty the sky.

    At the same time as the word, the curtain went up.

 347 3. Sun Gods Wish (After)

    "Let''s talk. Why did Fermina call everyone? Let''s tell him. The purpose of Murgusz is to empty the sky.

    At the same time as the word, the curtain rises and the face of the Fermina God is exposed.

    Yut, who stared at it in dismay, thought again.

    Nothing, I haven''t been across the vale in a long time.

    Instead, they were taking care of themselves, which is the existence of destiny.

    An elderly woman who binds long dark hair on both sides of her face and decorates it with a few candles.

    Fermina God, wearing a crown that embodied the sun, wore a scarlet pocket with broad cuff feathers depicting a pattern of pearlescent mountain shapes. Luxurious to see. Now, you can''t even guess the type of material.

    The Fermina god, who showed off his vibrant oriental-style outfit, was so different from the statue of the god seen in the Kingdom of the Chronica that the motif itself might seem different.

    Even Seneca II, which is supposed to be the closest of these, has an unexpected look to it.

    But of course there was something in common with the statue.

    It''s its beauty.

    And the most different is its very presence.

    A minute god (avatar) was met many times.

    Both the subgod, a family member of the helix of despair (Leliouria), and the beautiful red-haired demigod, decided the female male.

    And the devils.

    God and I exchanged words in our dreams.

    Still, it should be noted that I am overwhelmed by this Sun God.

    As wings too close to the sun fall to the burning ground, so that the eyes of the fool who looked directly into the sun are burned.

    Just as people are powerless to the fierceness of nature, they have to obey before the glory of the goddess. No, I should have risked my own life that I had to fulfill that wish.

    - If you hadn''t met Valtrude.

    "He called us to confront the Murgush God. Yes, you can think about it."

    Undecorative, but beautiful Sun God''s seat.

    The voices of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) echo in that space.

    As if that were a signal, Valtrude and the others also regained their sanity as they had awakened from their dreams.

    "Confrontation. Yes, you''re right."

    Taking Yut''s inquiry for granted, Fermina, the Sun God, continues the conversation.

    Anyway, Fermina, I didn''t mean to rule over the Yuts or anything, because I was just talking about it for granted.

    "This Fermina put a lot of effort into the witch Seneca, but if you find out how it got here, I believe it will convince you"

    "It''s a waste of time"

    Only Seneca II continued his attitude of admiration, but this was not also the fault of Fermina God. A god I admire is in front of me, and he speaks to me. Plus, words of labor.

    There can''t be a religious person who can keep his normal mind in this state. The self-control of the King of God is considerable because he does not weep and is able to answer properly.

    "The emptiness of the sky has intensified its interference with the earth in recent times."

    And Fermina, God speaks out.

    However, it is not just words.

    "Years of activity by our own followers are coming to fruition, to make the last push."

    Put thoughts on words and pour together emotions and information that are not just communicated. For that, I guess I needed to get out of the curtain.

    It also conveys the motto of the Murgusz faithful, and Seneca II puts on his face.

    At the same time, the emotions contained in the current Word of Fermina God were thoughtless and frightening.

    (Scared? God?

    Leaving aside that question, the Word of Fermina God continues.

    "Cunningly, it was the realm halfway between good and evil that created the holes of dimension. The clash between the gods of good and evil can occur when you rough things up. Therefore the interference also had to be cautious and the protection to the ground had to be scraped. Fermina''s lack of power has put him through hard work."

    There''s no annihilation.

    From Yut, the same speculation had been heard.

    Still, it is spoken of by the Fermina God that person, Seneca II shows heartfelt relief. At the same time, I renewed my thoughts on the God I serve.

    "Were you trying to send even the family of the Murgush God through the holes in that dimension"

    "You''re absolutely right. And without being fulfilled, on the contrary, the followers of¡° emptiness ¡±were destroyed by heroes. But on the contrary, the shackles seem to have come off."

    Leaked emotions are worries.

    "The emptiness intends to descend upon the earth itself."

    I can show illusions at the same time.

    The sight of the Fermina God when he contended with the Murgush God.

    The great spear waved by the Sun God and the ¡°empty¡± battle axe (Battleax) clash, but only then will the heavens tear apart, the earth scream, and the sea crack.

    The gods are a battle between giants that pierce the sky because of their even variable size, and they are showing it closer by visions, so how is the shock?

    Of course, that doesn''t end there.

    mighty. The great spell of finally understanding even Yut and Arsia is flying as if it were the spell of the first staircase.

    In addition, the families of both sides, including angels (angels), also wield power for the Lord.

    If you look at this sight, paradoxically, you''ll see how ancient people felt about the superimposition of natural phenomena on God.

    Completely, people''s boundaries and common sense jumped across, paranormal beings.

    This is exactly the sight of the mythical era before the Brewers became the world of the Blue Covenant (Brewers).

    Vision, but what actually happened.

    If a battle of this magnitude has now broken out, not only of man, but also of all kinds of good and evil. No wonder all life dies.

    of the visions, the shock of the words, wanted to devote themselves to the brush tongue.

    If the Murgush God descends on earth, this scale of destruction may be recreated.

    Evil God. It must not be a minute body, a body appearing on the ground, etc.

    "If we can''t stop it, the worst, the Brewers as well as the rest of the world could perish."

    Nor will the gods of goodness sit back on the outrage of the Murgush God.

    Then the evil gods will undoubtedly also intervene - the blue covenant may be broken and the final war between the good and the evil gods may occur.

    Thinking of the mightiness of God, worrying about the catastrophe caused by manifestation, everyone loses their word.

    The Virgin of the righteous god, the warrior of the rock giant (Jarloot), the brave warrior of the meadow race (Magner), the beloved daughter of the goddess of death and sorcery, and the white psychic (Scion).

    "Murgush, you can''t read God''s intentions. I can''t even feel the benefits."

    - Just one, except for the visitors.

    "I can''t even think of eight hits where I''m going to ram you on the ground because I couldn''t accomplish my purpose"

    "That''s right, hero"

    Fermina God smiles and sends praises for the first time.

    That''s Yut, too, couldn''t stop his mind from floating, even though he knew it was a compliment.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    Because I''ve reached the answer that lies ahead.

    (Oh, my God, that''s not even a conclusion)

    But we can''t abandon the answer match.

    Return immediately to your true face and continue to solve the mystery.

    "Neither self-immolation nor misery. I have a purpose, I go down to the ground. Then the purpose of the Murgush God is -"

    "Getting your lost eyes back."

    Take over after Yut, and Arcia spins the word.

    That means she noticed, too.

    "Yes. I guess I''m going to go around killing the unconscious witch - the one who houses the eyes of the Murgush God"

    "Oh my God!

    Forgetting also that it is in front of the Sun God, Valtrude rises furiously.

    "I would have given you a specific location if I knew where you were, so worst of all, I guess it depends on the allowance or whatever. Killing one unconscious witch, but killing 10,000 people, you won''t remember the itch. Of course, if God is going to do it from hand to hand, he won''t need a cumbersome ritual."

    The diocesan knight further red his face to Yut''s prediction that followed, but then blued in an instant.

    "Actually, I''d be the first to be targeted."

    Because I have heard words that my childhood friends speak as normal.

    "Your presence has become too mighty, my beloved daughter of Trus-Sink. The goddess of death and sorcery is so difficult to hide from the¡° empty "eye."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Alcia, just drool her head and be silent.

    In fact, it was an unanswerable story.

    "Fermina stops the conspiracy as something that has long been associated with" emptiness ""

    "We need to do what!

    Without blaming Valtrude for his cry as disrespectful, Fermina God spins the Word.

    "Holes in Dimension. As long as you close that one, sit down. Yes, we''ll have to make them grow up for hundreds of years."

    "So much power..."

    Hearing the surprise voices of Seneca II, Yut remembers that cyclic stone.

    (It makes sense, you shouldn''t get one scratch after all Jonah has done. But hundreds of years...)

    The strength of its existence from not even referring to it as "the murder of God", while also making a difference on the scale of hundreds of years in the moment.

    And I get a headache for the nasty.

    "Now the power of Fermina and the" emptiness ¡±is antagonistic because it is ostensibly impossible to intervene"

    Therefore, I want you to tilt the balance of that power here.

    To avoid a frontal collision between the gods of good and evil, I urge the Yuuts, who are also comparable to the sub-gods but not gods, to enter the realm of Murgush and kill the power of that god.

    The Sun God pleaded so.

    It''s not a request, let alone an order.

    The overflowing thought undoubtedly echoed the plea.

 348 4. Visit to Alusia

    Naturally, the Yuts took on an exploratory line (quest) presented by the Fermina God.

    Fermina, the sun god, who conveyed his gratitude for the Yut''s decision, suggested that Alcia be left in this palace to accompany Seneca II, against which the look was terminated with his answers on hold.

    Each private room is then appreciated to relieve the fatigue of the journey.

    But although Yut is on that futon, what is being done is the opposite. I was spreading the spell and scroll and working on the operation.

    "That''s hard..."

    Throw your limbs out into the futon and take a big, deep breath looking at the pure white ceiling. Cool down thoughts that are about to go heat runoff.

    But that doesn''t change the reality.

    Without Alcia, the reality is that we are unlikely to have a decent fight against God.

    I can''t help it now, but there is something wrong with the premise of dealing with God. Besides, it doesn''t mean Seneca II is inferior to Arsia.

    Still, the collaboration and experience we have developed cannot be honed overnight. One mistake can kill you, even if you can take it to some extent.

    Fermina God sharpens the power of Murgush God. In other words, I said that if you do some damage or let force be used, you can close the hole in the dimension.

    There is also a sense that it may be for your own greed that you are raising the hurdle.

    At the same time, we knew that we could not take Arsia under the Murgush God.

    Even if you know it, you''re missing something.

    "No, Val''s here for me. Don''t be weak."

    Using the wisdom of the blacksmith god, he gathers a copy of the skill a man can possess. If the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia wields it, it will not kill her.

    Neither should it be impossible to kill God.

    In fact, Yut was after that level.

    Murgush, I don''t know if it''s God. I''m sorry for any further trouble. The roots of evil can only be rejected from the ground up.

    I don''t know to what extent my eyes are reviving the power of mystery, but as I showed at the deepest end of the Diocese of Murgush, there are countermeasures.

    "Well, that''s really all there is to it..."

    With the information we have obtained so far, we are now discerning the hidden purpose of Murgush God, while the true power is disturbing.

    Nevertheless, speculation is only speculation.

    In that sense, there is still a large element of uncertainty and the absence of Alcia becomes a major element of anxiety.

    Also, it doesn''t just mean you should have a powerful weapon. How to get that last hand. That''s what matters.

    "... at the end of the day, you''re acting like some kind of football"

    He laughs bitterly that even if he comes to the world of God instead of the other world, he will not be forgotten.

    I woke up and tried to retrieve the console in my infinitely stored bag to play for a change of mood...... and Fusuma was reluctantly knocked.

    "Well, you can''t really slap me..." said Arcia?

    "Sorry, Yut."

    "They haven''t done anything to apologize, but go ahead."

    For some reason, I invite Arcia, who is bending over, to my room, and look up to heaven, realizing that I am all I can scatter. I wasn''t playing, but I''m pretty sure it''s too messy to look at calmly.

    I thought I''d get a word of attention, and she wouldn''t say anything.

    "Around there, there was like a futon..."

    I exhume this fortunate and recommend it to Arusia.

    The private room of Palazzo Fermina was a murderous landscape room with little or no coordination.

    So when you''re alone, you seem a little restless to be at the Onsen Inn.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    That wouldn''t have anything to do with Arcia staying silent while she leaned down, having visited the room.

    I can''t hold it between.

    "Uh. Right. Thank you. The evil gods aren''t a single rock."

    If you realize it, you were about to mouth the background circumstances you were considering before you thought about the operation. Because of my impatience, my tone feels shattered.

    "...?

    "The hole in the dimension of the example, you should have done it in Murgush God''s domain anyway...... don''t you think?

    Alcia says yes if you ask me.

    There must have been something I needed to do, but it looks like I decided to get on with Yut''s story for now.

    "I don''t know what I didn''t do in my realm because I thought I''d get interference from gods with other evil phases. If it is a battle between evil gods, neither will the gods of good complain"

    In other words, it does not develop into an all-out war between good and evil.

    It''s what other evil gods who traverse the holes in the dimension use, and things will change, too.

    In that sense, Yut was right, and we were fortunate that no system of cooperation had been built among the evil gods.

    "But when that''s neutral, what do you think?

    "Gods of good and evil, attacked by both sides... doesn''t seem like it"

    "Suspicious Dark will arise and you will no longer be attacked from either"

    Assuming that it is also a channel of discussion between the gods of good and evil, that suspicious darkness is lightly dissolved. But reality doesn''t.

    Until then if I say it''s cunning, but I can say it''s worse in nature than simply pushing me.

    "So it''s a serious responsibility..."

    If you sit back, the blue covenant (Brewers) could be broken and there could be a final war between good and evil.

    A future that is thin in reality but can happen.

    No, you mustn''t wake me.

    "Yut kun"

    As we decided, Arcia set her residence right and turned her face to the front.

    I''m blind.

    But Yut. Like looking straight at my fianc¨¦e''s boy.

    The conscious archmage (Arch Mage) waits still for her fianc¨¦e to speak.

    "Me too, Murgush, take me to the battle against God"

    "Alcia, do you know what you''re talking about?

    Words spun with courage. But no, should I take it for granted? The corresponding Yut''s voice is stiff.

    "I think you do."

    If you''re in this Palazzo Fermina, you''ll be safe.

    Murgush God''s actions can also be restrained to some extent.

    With Alcia, who will be the first to be targeted, everyone is not completely free to act either.

    If we stay together, we can help. That''s for sure.

    But if you think rationally, even children know what to do.

    "Still, I..."

    There is no unsportsmanlike fear when the Murgusz fox (Warfox) targets them.

    It''s not a self-inflicted emotion, like right after that.

    Just, yeah.

    I didn''t want to just wait.

    If you tell Valtrude, he''ll agree with you while you look difficult.

    If you are Exile or Larsia, you will take you without thinking about the difficult things.

    Jonah, rather, is going to drag.

    So I visited Yut.

    Because he would judge calmly and make you give up.

    "Well, let''s go"

    "I want to be with you... Huh?

    I tried to be selfish by squeezing my courage. No, I said it. I said it. Setouchi said the world could perish.

    Yet the request had already been fulfilled.

    I don''t know why.

    But when I was dealing with Yut, it was something that remained.

    "Honestly, there are things that would be better if we had Alcia, and, well, it''s embarrassing, but we''re all like one."

    "Yut...... kun......"

    Bad. Isn''t that an anomaly?

    I don''t know what rules it''s against, but something hot creeps up from my chest.

    "I''m sorry to say this, but if the Murgusz God is going to come after Mr. Arsia first, it will be. It would also be advantageous for this one if their hands were simpler. If they fight normally... we''re all dead before Arcia gets killed."

    Do you or do you not take into account Alcia?

    Dare to simplify things and spin words.

    "That Alcia Xu will come, that he will stay. There was a long and short on both and I couldn''t say either. If Alcia''s will is added there, then the balance will tilt."

    "Yut..."

    "Later. I feel like I said it before...... Alcia, you can be more selfish. I guess that''s enough to apprentice Jonah."

    That being said, Yut hesitated to hold Arcia.

    Sleek but comfortable limbs. I''m relieved to be with you.

    And that seemed to be the same for Arcia held over.

    "Really, can we stay together?

    "Arcia, I''ll protect you."

    "Really, can I be selfish?

    "Of course."

    I assure you, Yut, however, cannot see Arcia''s mouth because she is holding it.

    "Then you can just do it now. Will you call me by name?

    "What?"

    I guess that was unexpected.

    He consolidates while holding Alcia in his arms and freezes his thoughts as well.

    "No?

    Alcia et al., sweet voice.

    As if manipulated by it, Yut''s tongue spun its name.

    "Alsi...... a"

    "Clearer please"

    "... Alcia"

    "Again"

    "Alcia!"

    So you''re satisfied, Arcia leaves Yut''s chest.

    But that was a failure.

    The whole face as well as cheeks that you can''t hide even in the crimson eye bands. No, it''s bright red to the neck.

    Even though I thought that was right, I got strangely anxious myself if I thought they were going to leave me. That relieved me so lightly that I even did a hell of a favor now that I think about it.

    I was sure I wanted to trouble Yut a little, but this is the result.

    "Well, then I''ll go back to my room. Tomorrow."

    "Oh, yeah"

    It''s too mundane to stop.

    What is the sound of something falling from the hallway after the fusima opens and closes? Yut never pursued it in depth.

    "Mr. Arcia, are you hurt..."

    Even if you don''t think deeply, the situation was obvious.

 349 5. Adventures in Heaven

    "Okay. You won''t have a choice."

    "... Are you sure?"

    "If you say that Fermina is no good, do you give up?

    To the question from the Sun God, Arcia shook her head quietly.

    At the same time, I will reflect that I have heard that there are no benefits.

    Front yard of Palazzo Fermina.

    At the top of a staircase extending far above the earth, where a pair of black and white Heavenly Horses (Pegasus) descended, the Yuts were about to be dropped off by Fermina, the Sun God.

    So the Fermina God accepted lightly the request cut out by Arsia - both, wanting to go under the Murgush God.

    The same is true of the Quest itself, but it was originally not meant to be imposed on this God. As for the exploratory line, it seemed to leave it to me regarding its subtleties, although it was something I had to do before I could do it.

    Trust and you can take it.

    "Dear Valtrude, Dear Yut"

    So Seneca II, king of God, who was supposed to accompany him as a substitute for Alusia, takes a step forward.

    "Seneca would like to join us in this quest."

    "It''s..."

    To unexpected words, Yut says.

    It''s not like foot clumps, never.

    It will be a great battle force, and I''m sure the range of tactics will widen.

    However, given the social role she assumed, it was not something that could easily shake her neck vertically, such as accompanying her on a dangerous journey.

    "I just want to say that I am aware of the danger, but things will probably go beyond Seneca''s expectations. I just said I want you to forget your position as god king, and that won''t come true"

    Still, she says, letting the goddess'' blessed beauty take her determination, gripping her sleeves tightly.

    "The crisis of the world, the plea of my goddess. You can''t leave it to people."

    In a single breath, he exhales rough breaths and trembles all over his body.

    Words from the soul were hit, and Yut and Valtrude looked at each other.

    "Until now, well, I''m not a big opponent, so I''m glad."

    It was the meadow race (Magner) that came in for the cut.

    Confirm the determination of the King of God as he nods with his face.

    "Given what''s ahead, we can''t treat you like a customer, can we?

    "... were you?

    "You were over it!

    What was troubling him about the keys was put up on the shelf, claiming aloud to Jonah, who had put tea in it.

    Alternatively, that could be the welcome of the meadow race stream...... but Yut decided not to pursue it in depth.

    "And until we get to Murgoosh or something, we''re gonna need to train for collaboration or something? Can you follow our tactics?

    "I''m ready, I''m ready"

    "Hmm...... Yut, what do you say? If you take him."

    Surprisingly, the first to agree was the Rock Giant (Jarloot).

    The Great Mage (Arch Mage), who is not even indifferent, but thinks he is interested enough to follow this decision, asks his sincerity with his gaze.

    "If you lock yourself in a cage saying you''re immature, you pick both growth and potential. It''s what we tell them."

    "I dare say, I don''t even think I need to get you out of the cage in this situation..."

    That being said, Yut had come to a conclusion.

    Both Valtrude and Alcia nod quietly as if they agree with it.

    "I wouldn''t say I don''t follow up, nor am I self-blaming. As much as we can, we''ll help each other. But I can''t even guarantee my life. Still..."

    "Of course!

    Seneca II responds with momentum in the middle of the word.

    For the first time, the King of God looked like a girl of his age.

    (No, I don''t know the exact age...)

    Even if you obviously look younger, sometimes it''s the Brewers that are far older. Nevertheless, naturally, I don''t commit foolishness like asking how old I am.

    "Well, let''s start with words."

    "No...... Sure, yeah."

    On the pitch, there are no seniors or juniors.

    Knowing that from his experience during the football club, Yuut accepts it lightly. Naturally, I don''t have any other intentions.

    "Well, Seneca...... so, okay? Nice to meet you."

    "Yes, thank you, Master Yut"

    "Doesn''t seem to have changed much..."

    "Because this is the nature of Seneca"

    When she smiles like that in the sun, she turns herself over and says a similar greeting to the Valtrudes.

    Seeing such a seneca sideways, Yut turned to the Sun God.

    "- So it turns out."

    "Tell the earthly faithful that Fermina, the witch Seneca, with her heroes, is engaged in the quest for Fermina"

    "... I''m sorry for the inconvenience"

    I don''t even know to what extent to place the trust, but it''s going to be a fuss.

    The Sun God speaks to Yuut, who flushes it like other personnel.

    "Grants protection in this exploratory row. If there is hope, state."

    "¡­ so is this possible"

    I didn''t want everyone to hear it because I have a ventral proposal but it''s a mix of speculations. But I just can''t ear to God.

    I take a note I wrote and punched last night from an infinitely stored bag, put a large circle in a ballpoint pen on one of them, and present it to the Sun God.

    Then I realized it was a note in Japanese, but there seemed to be no problem.

    But the reaction of Fermina God who read it was beyond Yut''s predictions.

    "... had you noticed"

    Sun God who opens his eyes and crushes them with exhalation.

    What Yut told me was what approached the essence of the Murgush God, arguably a secret.

    Information you knew but could not convey because it could conflict with the Blue Covenant (Brewers).

    The Great Mage (Archmage) noticed on his own from the information he had obtained so far. Surprise, naturally.

    "Sounds right to me."

    "But it''s better to know less"

    If the other person is also a god, it cannot be said that it is difficult to read thoughts. Fermina God opens wide feathers with wide cuffs while forbidding Yut to speak out because of information that could be trump cards.

    That alone emitted a light similar to red flames (prominence), and soft and warm protections wrapped them all.

    "This is..."

    "When you should come, help us all. Now, my witch Seneca, the heroes of the world."

    Finally, we received a map of heaven, and the Yuts traveled.

    A journey in the sky by the spell of Flight (Flight), not even by the carriage of the Sun God or his own. The Law Preservation (Reality Bubble) ensures adequate preparation for fluctuations in world law.

    "Uh, now..."

    Seneca II, king of God, was also like a doggie in swimming, but flying in the sky what a catch.

    She never regretted her decision to accompany her on this expedition.

    But what I think may have been speeded up will happen several times.

    Beyond the sky tree and the fountain of knowledge, through the wilderness of the Holy Beast and the wilderness of the Warcraft, there was the realm of the evil God. Conversely, it follows that the sky tree and the fountain of knowledge are in the realm of God of good, and that the wilderness of the Holy Beast and the wilderness of the Warcraft are present at the boundary of the realm of good and evil.

    I was interested in the sky tree and the fountain of knowledge that Vainamarinen gained comparable wisdom to God, but I am not involved in the battle against the Murgush God.

    As a result, we ended up just looking at the sky trees far away, but huge and just looking up.

    Plus, I need to "share" with Seneca II.

    "Ma, shouldn''t you still avoid it!?"

    "Not yet."

    Surprisingly, it was the Albino girl who took up the position of educator of the Divine King.

    It''s really hard to do that, even if you decide not to shy away. Human consciousness is not immediately different.

    In that regard, Jonah is always natural. Rather, it was a delicacy that it was more difficult to take into account.

    "Ghhhhh"

    A tail-crawling cry echoes into the sky above.

    To Yuut, who solves the dragon language, he says, "I didn''t know you wouldn''t run away in front of me. I''ll make you pay for that barbaric" meaning.

    Motivated mouth, but it just doesn''t seem as important to Jonah as their intentions.

    First, that Seneca II get used to fighting.

    To achieve that goal, Seneca II, the Divine King, stands on the arrow of the Black Dragon (Black Dragon) he encounters by chance. Quickly, the moment had come that it might have been sooner.

    A mighty black dragon, located between epic age and old age, approaches close enough to open his mouth that even Exile seems to be able to drink round.

    Just that one, fangs that seem to be the same length as Seneca herself.

    Violent eyes are overflowing with the brilliance of violence.

    It''s not a strange situation when your body is stuck and unable to move, but is that what you should call a god king? I try not to let Jonah behind me grab it and get away with it, but I could afford to try to avoid an attack.

    "Ha, you''ll be eaten!?"

    "Tamabu"

    "Dead doesn''t mean Master Arcia will resurrect you, does it?!?"

    But that margin can also disappear if the jaw of the Black Dragon approaches for another meter.

    Unexpectedly, he turned away from the fate of death called Black Dragon and closed his eyes.

    "Ghhhhh"

    "Noooo."

    The intent to kill pronounced in dragon language sounds loud. At the same time, from behind Seneca II, a voice of temper was emitted that suppressed the roar of the Black Dragon.

    Exile, who waited about 5 meters behind the Divine King, waves down Spike Flail, striking the nose of the Black Dragon hard.

    Direct attack from a distance that is usually impossible.

    A powerful blow that hundreds of years browsing black dragons have yet to take before.

    "Gaaahhhhhh"

    Even Yuuto, who solves the dragon language, raised an untranslatable scream, and Black Dragon turned himself in and tried to escape. This cunning dragon was instantly realized.

    We can''t beat these humans.

    The decision to take an immediate exit is commendable, but whether it is permissible is a different story.

    "Yes, sir. Just a little bit more, good luck."

    Larsia takes the lead and releases an arrow, not letting go, restraining the Black Dragon on the spot.

    Whether it was a more merciless act for either the Dragon or the Divine King would be debatable.

    Of course, the meadow species have a say.

    This black dragon is an age stage situated between epic age and old age.

    As a training opponent, the better the level. If I let him get away here, I wonder if I can find a new ¡°material¡±.

    "Besides, we''re watching, so I''m not gonna let you be impotent."

    "Hmm. Right."

    Alcia didn''t say anything, even though she had some suspicions about the couple who said so freely.

    Not exactly, I couldn''t tell you.

    Because the embarrassment and hindsight that I drag from last night makes me conscious just to speak up.

    I know I should do what I always do. I know very well.

    But I don''t think it''s a good idea to flush it that way.

    "Guh, gah, gah."

    While doing so, Black Dragon opened his mouth wide again.

    "Isn''t this a breathing (brace) attack?

    "Exactly."

    I commend you for figuring it out, but I still don''t try to avoid it.

    A storm of strong acids strikes straight at Seneca II and Yona like that.

    group. No, a breathing attack that also devastates the legions. The deadly power that makes a dragon the king of monsters.

    "Well, no problem with this."

    But after the storm cleared, we were both standing intact on the spot.

    "It''s protected by Yut''s spell. So you don''t have to do more than you have to."

    I wasn''t expecting to encounter Black Dragon specifically, but the Spirit Circle protects the Spirit Circle against flames, cold air, thunderbolts, sound waves, and strong acids that increase resistance to various disorders, such as the spells and dragon brace attacks and virulence that I always use.

    I dared expose myself to experience it.

    This is the best I can remember.

    And it will be time to move on to the next phase.

    "Next, then, attack class. Think about what to do."

    "Attack with the spell of" Shining Assault "by Gwanghui..."

    "If you''re going to fight alone, that''s not bad either. But I have company."

    "So, is it the stone that gives you cover?

    "Yes, and the Glow Raid is a waste to this extent of opponents. You should also remember the warmth."

    Thus, the heavenly adventure continues while making use of the actual battle.

    The meals in between were all deceived by the divine spells of Arcia and Seneca II.

    It was also the first camp in quite some time, but we didn''t even have to prepare a watch because we used the spell "Invisible Mansion (Clinelle)".

    The map borrowed from Fermina God is a magic device (magic item) that has the ability to display its current position without worrying about getting lost.

    Not for that matter, but there were a number of incidents on the move.

    In the field of the Holy Beast, he was involved in a territorial battle by creatures of the heavenly species and ran to a resolution.

    In the process, you will be present at the birth of a unicorn, Arcia and Jonah. Besides, Seneca II also helped.

    In the wilderness of the Warcraft ahead of it, he fought a swirling aerial battle with a flock of fallen god griffons, fleeing similarly the rust-eating monsters of the fallen god species (Rusty Beast) with all his might, and also played a death fight with Cerberus and Katobrepas.

    It goes without saying that everything was spent on special training for Seneca II.

    Thanks to this - I don''t know if I can describe it as - but I got used to both the Divine King and the act of combat, and I had the prospect of joining them as a force of war.

    And 10 days later.

    Finally, he stepped through the wilderness of the Warcraft and reached the realm of dominion of the evil God.

 350 6. Playing with Daxtum (Games)

    Just because it is the realm of gods with evil phases does not change the appearance of the land.

    Such speculation of the Yuts was to be betrayed lightly.

    First, the earth itself is more than 10 meters. Depending on the location, it''s dozens of meters lower. The kingdom of the evil god was cut off from other lands in heaven by the cliffs.

    But that was only a minor difference if I told you.

    Compared to the fact that all that realm is closed to darker, darker and deeper darkness than night.

    Cover the perimeter as if darkness were embodying it, and I can''t confirm that gap. No, maybe it doesn''t exist in the first place.

    Also, I can feel the cold air, even though I''m just getting close.

    The "Heat and Cold Resistance (Coginess)" spell is not ineffective. The temperatures are not just low, but the soul is frozen because of the evil temper that should be called temper.

    In addition, far lightning strikes from somewhere, and there are signs of monsters lurking their breath and peeking this way.

    "Not quite, isn''t it a disastrous land"

    "Anyway, you have the impression that the evil gods and their families live there."

    Seneca II agrees with Valtrude''s crush. I was completely accustomed to the "Flight" spell, and the movement of the Divine King had also entered the hall.

    "I think, on the contrary, it''s easier to get in than it looks like paradise?

    "Whatever the place, if you have enemies, defeat them. Break it if you have a disability. That''s all."

    "That''s all."

    Jonah''s character has definitely been influenced by Exile.

    Yes, while I put myself up on the shelf and conclusively, Yut was acknowledging Larsia''s correctness.

    If the realm of evil gods were a place as gorgeous as the South or a long idle countryside, it would be too suspicious to break in. I appreciated it in that sense, and it was just as I imagined it.

    "Anyway, I don''t have a choice to go back here."

    "... right"

    Alcia agrees with the usual sense of distance that it has settled just after 10 days.

    "Besides, my feeling is I don''t see any particular danger."

    The crimson eye band she wears is a magic device (magic item) that depicts the surrounding scene behind her brain. Prospecting the darkness is also its basic function.

    "Well, let''s get ready before we go in"

    From the scroll case, remove the scroll with the Dark Vision spell (scroll) and use it for everyone but Alusia.

    Now I can secure my sight even in the dark.

    Though it is a disposable scroll that allows the use of spells according to the circumstances, its stock size and variations also surprised Seneca II, the Divine King.

    Most importantly, if I try to yurt it, I am anxious about the amount of extras I have made during my journey.

    Speaking of which, Yut.

    "What the fuck?

    Near such a great magician (Arch Mage), the meadow race listens like a public tale.

    "Speaking of evil gods, that Verga is in heaven now too, right?

    "... I was trying not to think about it"

    Yut turns his waking gaze from his dreams to Larsia, and the last time Valtrude was about to be cast a spell, he trembles.

    "Helenonia, I hear God is educating you. It has nothing to do with us."

    Says the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who unites the evil demigod with the man. As if I were to tell myself.

    Her words are true.

    The red-haired empress, who used a rape meter on Yut and crossed spears with Valtrude, exploited herself in a spiral of despair (Reliouria) and eventually, died.

    But for God, death does not mean the end.

    Verga, who was to return to heaven, was supposed to accumulate strength there and wait for the resurrection... but was captured by the "ever-winning¡± Hellenonians and was "educated".

    It''s hard to imagine an evil phase disappearing from that Verga and gaining goodness, but at least in the meantime, there shouldn''t be any interference here either.

    "But don''t you feel like you''re going to be out on this one?

    "I can''t hear you. When you say something ominous, it comes true."

    "Well, that''s something I can''t help thinking about."

    Yuut''s emotions are complex, whereas Valtrude shows clear rejection.

    Incompatible.

    That''s for sure, but at the same time, I never hated it.

    "Yut, let''s move on"

    Because I felt such a complicated mood with an engagement ring - an emotion-sensitive ring - I grab his robe and encourage him to go ahead.

    Yut nodded at it, too, and quickly used the "Dark Vision" spell to enter the realm of the evil God - after all, it may have been bad to put it into words.

    The next moment I broke into the darkness, I was in a strange castle when I realized it.

    No, I''m just saying that''s what I thought of the castle. Because a room made of black marble reminded me of the castle Ebony Circle of Empress Verga.

    All I can say for sure is that a large table is set up and the walls are decorated with luxurious tapestries in a hall.

    in a room illuminated with a number of chandeliers.

    Behind it - opposite the Yuts, there was a beautiful blonde boy.

    He distorts his face in a grumpy manner and points his sharp gaze at this one. It is equipped with a beauty unlikely to be a person, but therefore its expression turns its mind only with its expression.

    "How dare you invade my realm. Worth dying for, mortal."

    Arrogant and cold voice.

    I had the illusion that my spirit would be tainted just by hearing it.

    But it also fogs in front of the beautiful boy''s identity.

    "Bad God Daxtum......"

    In the spiritual world, we met several times. But this is the first time I''ve exchanged words with the main body.

    Affirms dominion by power and spits on fraternity and self-sacrifice. The Father God of Verga was there, making it what should also be called the Lord God of Evil.

    "Special forgiveness to exchange words with me. But that''s what happens when you kneel."

    A decree from God sitting somewhat in a tall, luxurious chair.

    Words have power.

    It is also called the Spirit of the Word, and sometimes it is treated as superstition - whether good or evil, it was true in God.

    The evil god releases spirituality (aura) inside, which naturally seems to give way to knees.

    "Resist, you bastards"

    "There''s no reason for you to follow me unreasonably when you''re brought here on your own to bow your head."

    Yuuto pronounces words that dare to provoke hostility, as if to arouse himself. Even this is not enough for a daxtum god opponent with a demonic charm.

    If you lose your mind, you''ll break your knee.

    Or maybe that''s easier. Daxtum God is satisfied, too, that the story may go ahead.

    "Exactly. Our insistence does not bend to that extent!

    But Valtrude unleashes the Horseman Sword (White Knight) and sticks his cutting-edge at the evil god.

    We are going to defeat the Murgoosh God. Here, in a compromise, I might repeat the same thing in the future.

    That was something I couldn''t do.

    "Damn, you''re clumsy."

    I can''t even pull my opponent off the evil god Daxtum.

    The feeling is something we all shared. Larsia, too, follows it and literally pulls a bow to God. Once, I was forced to fight and struggle with Daxtum''s phantoms in the world of Verga, but it has nothing to do with it.

    Exile also has Spike Flail, both Arcia and Yona. And, bewildered, Seneca II will also develop an attitude so that he can move at any time.

    "You mustn''t be too mean."

    How long have you been there? No, you just didn''t make me realize.

    Beside the evil god Daxtum, there was a beautiful woman smiling flashly.

    Except for the Divine King, a familiar beauty.

    Bad loving wife Beatrice.

    A being who descended Daxtum to the Brewers at the expense of numerous lives and - forced - shot his wife''s seat, becoming Verga''s mother.

    "You don''t have to be nervous. She just wants to see who stole her daughter''s heart."

    "Don''t whimper nonsense"

    - It''s only a matter of peace.

    While I laugh bitterly at my husband''s remarks, I make supplements that Beatrice doesn''t even want to hear.

    Apparently, there''s no lie in her description.

    It''s a strong invitation, and the reason is why, but if it turns out, it''s somewhat convincing.

    But whether you can make it home safely or not is a different matter.

    "Verga...... Don''t you think..."

    It is unusual for Valtrude to resent someone.

    Most of all, I wasn''t pushing the blame for the trouble. More than that, when you see this sight and you think the evil demigod might be laughing, you just get angry.

    "Shiro, I don''t remember allowing you to speak."

    As if intimidating.

    No, even if it is not meant to be, existence itself becomes heavy pressure and strikes the Cathedral Knight.

    "Knock."

    I feel in crisis, and once I put my hands on the pattern of the Heavenly Mounted Sword, which I put back in my sheath.

    One-touch instant.

    "So, did I wear glasses?

    A great sorcerer who breaks between the evil gods and the cathedral knights, as if to block his gaze.

    Seneca II looks out for unexpected behavior. No matter how much you love them, they are not easy to do, such as defy God.

    But other than her - even her wicked beloved wife Beatrice - took the action for granted.

    "It''s a small business."

    "Doesn''t seem like disqualification"

    In a daring and provocative manner, Yut looks at Daxtum God from the front.

    I''m not saying I can win, but I don''t even think of them as helpless opponents.

    But the defeat of the evil god Daxtum is not an end.

    I didn''t even mean to missee it there.

    Therefore, it is not to be humbled, but to be vain.

    Because evil gods don''t forgive you for putting their hands on such people.

    "Let''s play one battle, Mage (Wizard)"

    After discerning all its clever intentions, the evil god made a suggestion.

    (Is it somewhat admitted evidence that you went from "Shiro" to "Mage"? Not that I want to be recognized)

    While I feel that way, Yut doesn''t break his strong attitude.

    "I don''t see the need."

    "It doesn''t matter if you win or lose, if you join us, we''ll take you safely to Murgusz."

    "... there was a Murgush God in front of me when I finished my momentary journey - if not for God''s sake, let''s hear more"

    The evil god who looked like a beautiful blonde boy continues the story, saying that Yut''s rejection and suspicion have nothing to do with it.

    "If I win, I will receive your soul after death"

    "What if I win?

    "Let''s make one wish come true"

    It was a really satanic bet.

    Orthodox. No, should I call it King''s Road? Indeed, it is worthy of the evil god Daxtum.

    The beloved wife of evil seems to agree, staring at the side of the husband God, whom she loved and loved out, with a sobering expression.

    Had it not been for Valtrude, before the battle, he would have been boned with that lewd look.

    "... What''s in the battle?

    "You can choose whatever you want. Sorcery or sword. Or is that a card? You let your luck go to heaven, Dice? Or try to solve the mystery like a magician?

    Daxtum making room to mock.

    That''s right. That''s right.

    In fact, there is no element anywhere for evil gods to lose.

    Yut, you don''t have to take it.

    I can imprison my soul.

    That means you will be ruled by this Daxtum for a long time after death. It also wipes out the future of picking out the possibility of reincarnation in circles and serving in the palace of either God.

    If the person you love is going to see you like that, let him try to fight what would be at his disadvantage.

    Alcia urges Yut to translate with so much determination.

    "Master Yut. Seneca agrees."

    "That''s right, Yut. Besides, evil gods are the opponents. If that''s the case, I should stand on the arrow."

    Seneca II and Valtrude continue in Arusia, and look and mock Daxtum for not saying he was happy.

    The certainty of the evil gods and the apprehension of their companions, naturally.

    - My opponent, Yut Amaxa. Not even visitors from different worlds.

    "Well, let''s have them compete in my hometown game"

    What Yut took out of his bag of infinite storage was a mobile console that played with everyone in the carriage. However, the software is switched to something else.

    We can play matches, for football games.

    "Don''t be ridiculous. With that..."

    "Can''t you?

    "... give me time to train"

    This is exactly what it would be like not to be able to pull.

    Yut takes for granted such a request from the evil god Daxtum.

    The next day.

    There was a blue samurai there with no heart or red eyes Daxtum - I''m sure, because of his mind - who kicked the Canary Legion he chose as his own team with a merciless score.

 351 7. Murgush Gods Realm

    "It''s not a one-time battle, is it?

    "... do you want to do it about five times?

    "Huh. Three''s enough."

    It''s a favorable condition for itself, but I can''t even drink it as it is. I suggested WWV here, knowing the subtle psychology of such evil gods.

    Larsia laughs in hiding when she realizes it.

    But you may not have had to bother. Anyway, the conscientious Valtrude, Arcia and Seneca II came close to being relieved yesterday after Yut mentioned something outrageous.

    In the end, the yut-manipulating blue Samurai also defeated the invincible fleet and the red devil, with a complete victory over the evil god Daxtum.

    (Though the game is emotional)

    Win three times in a row against the world''s mighty opponents and make them wonder how much feat this would be if it were real. At the very least, a week should be a holiday and a big banquet. No, you should.

    A valve of defeat from the evil gods jumped into Yuut''s ear thinking about such a reality escape feeling.

    "... losing is losing, man"

    Disclaimer. But Daxtum admits defeat without fleeing.

    If they were gods, they might have tried, but Yut was just a human being, albeit a great magician.

    It''s easy to rebel that stranger game battles and such are invalid, but that gets in the way of God''s pride.

    "Let''s make one wish come true"

    Dignity.

    Even if he loses, Daxtum tells him from above, as he entertains the mobile console that Yut lent him for practice and matches.

    Such an evil god, his beloved wife looked at him with an emotional look. Instead of being impressed, with a look that you can show in your bedroom.

    "Right. So..."

    To Beatrice the figure deliberately disappears from sight and consciousness, not against the blonde evil god, but Yut also does not hesitate to convey hope.

    "After Verga regains her power, don''t interfere with her -"

    "What?

    "- You won''t be able to, so I want one thing, to be fulfilled conditionally"

    I dared to mention something like stepping on a tiger''s tail, not the same negotiating technique as earlier...... but the real deal. If Hellenonian "education" is completed, goodness should be an impossible but mediocre attribute.

    Hopefully, I wanted to avoid evil intervention there.

    Nevertheless, the immediate threat is more than the difficult question of the future.

    "Say it."

    At the same time, Daxtum rings his fingers. Seems to have built a special juncture, drawing Yut''s will not to be heard by his peers.

    Suddenly the sound blocked and suddenly controlled the amazing Valtrudes with gestures, and Yut faced the evil gods.

    "That bothers me"

    Bad loving wife Beatrice also awaits the words of her son-in-law with intrigue.

    "Conditional, I don''t know if it''s possible -"

    That''s what I told you in advance was something neither evil gods nor evil loving wives would expect. Following Fermina, the sun god, he was a yuut who accomplished the feat of stunning God, but the inner parts are slightly different.

    The surprise I gave to Fermina God was something close to inspiration.

    But the shock that the wicked couple remembered...

    "Knock. Ha ha ha. Humane. No, because you''re human."

    - Not impressed, get up. That''s extra-large bullshit, too, and even Daxtum has to laugh.

    What Yut said was so absurd.

    "But not impossible"

    "... are you serious"

    "Who are you telling?

    Daxtum God looking down as he sat in his chair.

    I''m not in the mood, but, sure, it''s not a good idea to suggest it here and doubt it.

    "I''m sorry"

    "That''s how you make it a special victory."

    The Evil God honestly received an apology from the Great Mage.

    Evil beloved wife stared silently and smiled at such interaction between the two. Bring the color of your passion to your eyes.

    "But the Sacramento is pointless if the conditions are right, too, right?

    Like trying. Or, as if provoking, the evil god Daxtum raised the corner of his mouth.

    But that doesn''t have to be said to know. Yut assures me, showing no anxiety, no worries, no yawning, making the white robe gleam.

    "Of course. I asked because I could fulfill that condition."

    "Come on."

    Again, Daxtum smiles.

    The contract was concluded.

    The moment Yut was so sure.

    Just as when I was invited to the palace of evil gods, my consciousness was cut off.

    If you noticed, you were at the cliff.

    It''s not surrounded by darkness, just a canyon area with barren earth spread out. The rays of the sun do not reach and are a dim area, but if you think of it as the realm of the evil god, it is rather as dear as it is.

    "Oh, hey..."

    Even if you fall, you can recover as much as you want with a spell. Nevertheless, Yut was glaring at himself reflexively. The stone follows gravity - the gravity here seems normal - falling to the bottom of a deep deep valley.

    Looking around, Seneca II had the same reaction.

    Only Seneca II has had the same reaction.

    "haha......"

    "Ugh......"

    The two of them, eyes to eye, have a dry laugh. Embarrassing.

    "Wow."

    Valtrude coughs deliberately to reset the air in the field.

    Naturally. There was as much to do.

    "So, Yut. Where am I?

    "Murgush, you must be where God is."

    Step by step and retreat, Yut answers a question from Valtrude. It was a sudden transition, but they are all exactly in place, and perhaps this cliff - the palace of "emptiness¡± beneath the cliff.

    But if the evil god Daxtum doesn''t break his promise,

    "Looks like there''s a one-eyed king (Oculus Rex) all over this valley. It''s also of the Fallen Divine Species"

    Looks like a bandit (Rogue), subtly observing his surroundings, the meadow race (Magner) points out.

    Expansive valley as far as you can see. Yut''s eyes were wide and deep, and he didn''t see anything, but if you say there was Larsia.

    "Now you''re sure."

    "Do it?"

    "Yona, I''m still staying. Hopefully, I don''t want to be distracted"

    If that''s not possible, a full screen would be ideal, but the problem is that way.

    While seizing Jonah, Yut turns his mind around.

    "Anyway, as Yut said, Murgoosh, it would have saved you the trouble of letting me transfer in front of God."

    "Right."

    "Murgush, it would be tough if a one-eyed king came in during the battle with God."

    Alcia tries to make the simple difference between Valtrude and Exile. At the point of the premise of being able to cross spears with God, it is not at the level of being able to speak of common sense.

    But Seneca II no longer even tried to point that out.

    With the words of such companions as BGM, Yut ponders the tactics of a single-eyed king treading secretly through the gleaming valley...... but soon the thought stops.

    No small worker can exceed the magical deterrent power of a single-eyed king.

    "Shouldn''t we think that you could have carried this far with one of those magic items?"

    "Hmm? Magic equipment?

    I wonder what it is, Yuut looking up and seeing Seneca II, the speaker, from the front.

    The gaze moved to her pointed right hand.

    A mobile console that I left gripping.

    I was borrowing it from Jonah against the evil gods. I take that seriously.

    "Ugh, could he have been borrowed?

    "Calipak? What kind of monster is that?

    Nor does Yut return the answer to Valtrude''s question with his head in his arms. No, I can''t give it back.

    No way, it was out of my imagination, such as the fact that beings who would also be God would not return the console while they borrowed it. From afar, I felt like I could hear Daxtum God laughing at me for doing it.

    "Yut."

    "Hmm?"

    A girl from Albino approaches such a great mage.

    And what is it? I then pulled out the console I had left on loan from Yut, who was wary of the shoulder car in this situation.

    "Yona......"

    "Save Data, Totemo, Dige"

    "Why Catacotto..."

    I know what it''s like to be vigilant, but the response was shocking.

    "Fair enough, Yuut. I''ll go out with Rank Up or something."

    "No, something, I''m already willing..."

    You''re not allowed to do that.

    "Yes, sir."

    Under such a yurt, the Rock Giant (Jarloot) also opens the Gathering Mouth. The expression was hard to understand, but it seemed clear.

    "So, what do we do? Do you want to crush the whole thing?

    "Oh...... You''re talking about a one-eyed king..."

    Yut finally returns to the real issue. Though he turned away from Valtrude''s gaze and the flashing look of Arcia.

    "Yona."

    "Do it?"

    "Do it. Destroy it."

    In a resolute tone, Yut declares to stroke and cut.

    "That''s good, though. They''re all over the valley, aren''t they?

    "Right. No matter how big Jonah is, it''s this size."

    I didn''t burn it.

    Of course, it''s not even an eight hit.

    "I need Val and my old man to help me."

    That being said, Yut removed the barrel from the bag of infinite storage.

    When visiting the Kingdom of the Chronica God, I bought a barrel full of crude oil.

    "This guy, well, he''s got a lot of uses, but when he ignites, he explodes."

    "... are you okay?

    "For a one-eyed king, it''s not okay."

    In reply to Seneca II, Yut explains the operation.

    "Do it!"

    Listen to that, Yona, and show your Russian motivation. Perhaps I thought of it as a reward for my hard work as an educator for the Divine King.

    In fact, she was the point of the operation.

    "Hey!

    "Noah!

    From the cliff, or from the air, Valtrude and Exile throw a large barrel of crude oil to the valley bottom, and along the way the barrel breaks and black muddy crude oil swings around.

    At the same time, the Albino girl unleashed her mental powers.

    "Flare Burst - Enhancer!

    A giant fireball far beyond her height.

    It gradually becomes huge and it just covers its sight.

    "Hey!

    Not that it imitated Valtrude...... but at the same time as the voice of temper, its fireball was sucked into the valley bottom.

    When for a few seconds.

    An ear-busting roar.

    Scorching heat covers the area and black smoke fills the valley.

    A hellish sight appeared in heaven.

    Vision is blocked or not visible because it is far away, but in it, numerous single-eyed kings were desperate.

    "Wow."

    Flare Burst, which ignited crude oil, caused several times more destruction than usual. The Albino girl who caused it cheered for a sight worthy of the dominant realm of evil.

    Only the Albino girl.

    "This is... Hey, let''s think."

    Hearing the sound of the cliff collapsing, the Great Mage holds his head that the image of crude oil has gone bad.

    No way, would an excuse be made that I didn''t think it would be this far...

    "I want to do it again"

    "''Cause that''s not the kind of game you''re playing, is it?

    But I''m sure it was fruitful.

    There were survivors, but Larsia shot them down at the behest of Arsia and perished as predicted.

    Having secured their breath and sight with spells, and having found a hidden entrance at the bottom of the valley, the Yuts arrived at the residence of the Murgush God.

 352 8. Murgoosh (Previous)

    "That''s..."

    Beyond the darkness, there were giants similar to the small high hills.

    The Yuuts, who get pseudo-vision by the spell of "The Sooner Site," realize it at about the same time.

    Too overwhelming, to the presence of God.

    We swept the monsters lurking in the valley and broke in. There, it resembled the deepest part of the Diocese of Murgush.

    In a hemispherical room, high ceilings.

    Underground space as if you had made a clean decision with a huge spoon.

    Transcendents are seated in that place surrounded by darkness.

    But there were many differences.

    Even if protected by various defensive spells, such as Law Preservation (Reality Bubble), the air feels breathless. As if you were in a lot of crude oil earlier.

    And the heavy pressure I can even remember the illusion that it''s like they''re carrying heavy objects.

    These are things that I didn''t feel in the Diocese of Murgush.

    Intangible intimidation becomes a physical obstacle, striking the heroes dispatched by Fermina, the Sun God.

    What''s bringing it about is ¡°empty¡± Murgoosh.

    The surrogate Garshnag on earth was a monster who fused Troll and the One-Eyed King (Oculus Rex) together to make them immense.

    But Murgush God himself is something similar and non-existent.

    As the visions shown to Fermina God showed, that form was a giant.

    However, it is slightly different from giants (giants) like Exile and Bone Novor.

    Hairless, rugged like a fetus, no ears, bent back, arms saggy and droopy.

    It looks like he was just born and is dying now, scarce in vitality and evokes negative emotions.

    The mouth draws a huge semicircle all over his face, without a nose.

    And I didn''t have eyes.

    No, if I were to be accurate, there was only a dark obsession in the area that came into contact with me. I can glimpse the occasional golden glow beyond the darkness that peristallizes like a distressing human being.

    The moment the golden colour came out, darkness overflowed again as pus as tears.

    Both eyes scorched by the sun god.

    One said he created a species called the single-eyed king.

    The other hides in the soul of man, releasing every one over the years.

    Then I guess it''s the eyes of the Murgush God whose eyes are resurrecting beyond that darkness. It''s a demonic eye that can be told to stop all mysteries.

    "Nie wo Sasageyo"

    - Offer sacrifice.

    That was also different from the physical voice.

    Thoughts themselves radiate, striking the spirit of the heroes who challenge God.

    Simple thinking - not that. The accompanying emotions are too vast to be taken in a person''s vessel. So only the essential parts came under attack in obscure ways.

    "Knock."

    A word.

    That, too, only slightly turned to consciousness, makes Yut groan in agony.

    How easy it would be if you knelt down, drooped your head, and accepted divine will.

    If you were a regular person, you would have died mad at this moment. Or had he arrived in Arusia in accordance with his intention to offer sacrifices?

    But that was still a state of affairs compared to the people around us.

    "Elemental Missiles - Maximize Enhancer"

    If you stick around, maybe the behavior of the Albino girl who responded to it and unleashed psychic powers is no different than the state of frenzy.

    A pile of ice as an expression of maximized and enhanced spiritual power rains down on the Murgush God.

    A bombing exploded in underground space enough to alter the terrain.

    "Oooooooooo"

    The vibrations of the airborne bullets that tremble the atmosphere and the screams that God raises. Sound and thought mix to shake their bodies and minds.

    "We''re leaving!

    The archmage (Arch Mage), who recovered first, raised his stuffed voice and pulled seven pages from the spell. With unprecedented indiscriminateness.

    Yut had been asked to use the divine spell of Void Mind, which prevents spiritual action just in case. It even annuls beneficial effects such as raising morale, but I can''t replace my belly on my back.

    He remained relatively sane thanks to the spell he had put on with that intention.

    That was unfortunate, but is it painful and itchy considering that the effect delayed my understanding of my surroundings?

    But not fatal.

    "Moment Move (Teleport)"

    The pages of the spell document surround the companions and transfer from before the Murgoosh God.

    I mean, he escaped.

    In the hero Tan, never spoken of.

    But even if I accepted to be called a hero, I never thought of myself as such a noble being.

    If you can''t win, if you''re at a disadvantage, you run.

    It''s a natural decision as an adventurer.

    "What, you can do that. Really, don''t do it!?"

    As soon as he moved to Daxtum on the cliff, the meadow race (Magner) roared. A cry as if I''d been up from the water for a long time and breathed.

    The appearance of "emptiness¡± disappeared from the sight, and the spirit must have been freed. The black smoke that still covers the valley is also likely to blow momentum.

    "Break...... Absolutely, break it...... Break..."

    Meanwhile, the Albino girl kept crushing with no expression.

    Yut opens his mouth feeling sorry as he holds Jonah like that and strokes her head.

    "No way, I didn''t think that much. Sorry."

    I thought I spotted the essence of Murgush God.

    But I didn''t even notice that deep grudge.

    A grudge burned in the eyes by the sun god.

    anger driven away believers on earth.

    The anger that things don''t go as they should in spite of God''s self.

    Negative emotions, like boiling them down in a melting furnace, overwhelmed me.

    Valtrude and the others were also breathing a sigh of relief for escaping ¡°emptiness," but the colour of fatigue was darker.

    Still, Arcia and Seneca II. Two divine spell-users split up and use the "Void Heart" spell. Some spells used beforehand will be sacrificed, but even before the Murgush God they should no longer lose their sanity.

    "I''m fine."

    "... ok"

    Only the Rock Giant (Jarloot) apologized for it.

    The King of God, who was using Vain to Valtrude, looked suspicious.

    Exile is a barbarian warrior.

    - I''m good at that one word.

    Frenzy, a powerful weapon of barbarian warriors, activates the moment anger reaches its peak. A trump card. But with the use of "voidness," it cannot reach its frontiers.

    Also, in that case, there is no connection with fear.

    "Well, you''re redoing."

    "Oh."

    "But don''t calm down when you look at Val''s face"

    "There''s no effect on my face to stabilize my spirit."

    "Right. Rather, there is until Yut gets excited"

    The moment Yut and Valtrude tried to inflict heavenly punishment on Larsia, the black smoke in the valley cleared all at once.

    It wasn''t purified.

    It''s just misty, like being driven away by an overwhelming presence.

    At the bottom of the valley under his eyes, ¡°Empty¡± Murgusz appears.

    Hairless, clinging like a fetus, without ears, bending his back, his arms hanging sloppily and gripping an axe of war that can only be described as huge.

    It looks like he was just born and is dying now, scarce in vitality and evokes negative emotions.

    The mouth draws a huge semicircle all over his face, with no nose, one eye non-existent and the other covered in darkness.

    If we were to make existence beyond people''s knowledge God, it was nothing but God.

    It has nothing to do with good or evil, beauty or ugliness, or intelligence.

    With overwhelming power, it was nothing short of calling itself God.

    "Larsia, Yona!

    "I know!

    "Break it down"

    A presence that openly flies anti-flags to its transcendents.

    Whatever they themselves thought, it was still a heroic deed.

    Meteor Rain

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    "Cyclonic Blast"

    A void door opens in the sky above heaven, and an arrow of pure magic is fired from a magic scepter (Magic Wand), in which the three waved down by the meadow race, and the giant of the Murgush God is engulfed in a storm of psychic powers.

    There, countless meteorites summoned from the world of stars fell.

    Looking through it, Yut is relieved to notice that Yona in her arms is weak. Apparently, the use of Cyclonic Blast drained the gas and restored the mental state.

    "Give the blade the glow of the sun a great power to fight evil -" The Radiant Blade "

    Seneca II does not move to compete in that ranged attack, which is equal to a natural mutation.

    Calmly choose what you should do and grant Eighth Staircase Spells to the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight) and Spike Flail to disable armor.

    "Coming! Lightning March

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa."

    Receiving support from the Divine King naturally, Valtrude and Exile flesh and tear through the heavens to Murgush.

    Fortunately, Exile''s Spike Flail first struck through a stream of scientific spells and psychic powers that caused disastrous destruction.

    It is not clearly perceptible due to the bumps of great power, but the feeling of tearing God''s flesh and sharpening his life is transmitted to both arms of the rock giant.

    "Select"

    Then, with momentum as if to hit the body, the thunderous Cathedral Knight (Paladin) pierces God with the sharp blades Pointed Blade, Sanctification (Holy), Giant Blade (Enlarge), and the supreme sword that bestowed Extinct (Slay) on God.

    "Oooooooooo"

    I had a response.

    But when the smokescreen of the attack that rocked the heavenly earth cleared, there was a Murgush God figure standing unchanged there.

    Hairless, rugged like a fetus, no ears, bent back, arms saggy and droopy.

    The only thing I can say is the huge one I gripped with that hand. Rip the battle axe to the side.

    "Exile!"

    Valtrude aggressively waves his heavenly sword down to the battle axe, killing momentum, and the autonomously running shield moves into the battle axe orbit.

    But Murgush, wielded unconstitutionally, the Axe of God crushed the shield that operated autonomously without the immense Heavenly Mounted Sword as an object, and tore the flesh of the Exile to half of every Dragon Scale armor (Dragon Skyle).

    My body, which should have been absolutely invincible, drips down in the air, as if it could cut a thousand pieces. Looks like a piece of meat to hang.

    "Mm-hmm."

    The bitter voice raised by the rock giant.

    It was also the moment he wanted.

    The muscles all over his body enlarged, smearing his eyes into the color of madness, waving Spike Flail toward a mountainous giant with the momentum to break even more powerful, anchor-like weapons.

    The same kind of reckless attack that strikes after itself.

    "I''ll take that life!

    "Oooooooooo"

    That''s why it makes sense.

    Feeling his own guts spill, yet, Exile wields Spike Flail as if trying to storm with both arms. That blow surely cut off the giant body, drilled the mountain, and harmed God with the momentum to collapse.

    But that''s it.

    Neither did the series of attacks that drove the spider sub-god Ig Nus-Zad and crushed Talaskus reach the ¡°empty¡± Murgusz.

    Hairless, clinging like a fetus, without ears, bending his back, his arms hanging sloppily and gripping an axe of war that can only be described as huge.

    It looks like he was just born and is dying now, scarce in vitality and evokes negative emotions.

    The mouth draws a huge semicircle all over his face, with no nose, one eye non-existent and the other covered in darkness.

    Immutable.

    God was there, unchanged.

    The madness disappears from the eyes of Exile, resurrected in Faith of the Andes, the Heavenly Fate of Gram''s Death, and the colour of despair is hidden from view.

    I have spoken with the Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) many times.

    Both the Spirit Prince of Fire, who dominates the source world of chaos, and the subgod of the spiral of despair (Leliouria) ''s family, defeated him.

    Both the sun god and the evil god were relative.

    But that experience is not even comforting.

    Malice.

    What''s there is absolute malice.

    Murder, contempt, pity, indignation, suspicion, resentment.

    Every negative emotion similar to black mud is directed. No, is it projected in all directions?

    Terror.

    Absolute awe anoints the spirit and freezes even the flesh.

    People don''t have special feelings for bugs. unconsciously, stomping and smashing with no emotions whatsoever.

    But imagine.

    the absolute existence of malice against ourselves, the bugs, and an attempt to exterminate them.

    Aside from fear, how should we describe it?

    But it was not the essence of this God.

    "Annei wo"

    - Peace.

    Yes. That''s what ¡°empty¡± Murgusz wants. It''s something to give.

    As the followers of Murgusch, the earthly deputy Garshnaag, had said, regaining his eyes would bring peace and tranquillity to the world.

    The darkness, which was like a painfully stuffy human arm, clears and the golden eyes open slightly.

    For a moment, the world lagged behind.

    Your body gets heavier, your senses prolong, and eventually the world stops.

    The moment stopped.

    Murgush God''s eyes dispel every mystery.

    That is not a mistake. At the same time, not everything.

    Its essence is stationary.

    Therefore, it was aimed at the iconic sun of time.

    Now the concept of all change is gone.

    - Peace.

    No longer will any dispute arise.

    - Peace.

    In the dawn, when the Murgush God has achieved a complete resurrection, all this universe stops and eternal peace comes.

    This was the essence.

 353 9. Murgoosh (after)

    Freeze time and stop everything.

    To make that ideal more complete and perfect, the "emptiness", which became the ruler of time, threw an axe of war. To the Blind Archbishop (Patriarch), who houses some of his own eyes.

    The battle axe, which can only be described as huge, dusts that fine flesh, and God, who has lost his eyes, regains his power.

    - That was supposed to happen.

    "I could read that development."

    Yes. I knew that.

    Yut had reached the essence of Murgush God. So, naturally, I''m working out measures.

    The flesh of the Yuts, who had stopped moving like puppets, is wrapped in golden spirits (aura). to the noble spirits of Fermina, the Sun God.

    When he challenged Garshnag, Murgusz''s ground deputy, he was performing a special ritual to interrupt the moment he received the rays of magic deterrence and activate a short distance of "instantaneous travel".

    The protection of Fermina God is, by reason, the same as it is.

    However, it is the Ninth Staircase''s theoretical spell "Time Suspension (Chronos Eyes)" that has turned out to be effective because of a deity that is still beyond the power of man.

    Thus, the essence of Murgush God and the "Time Suspension" offset each other.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    "Elemental Burst - Enhancer!

    It wasn''t explained in advance, but the body moves if it precedes the crisis even if it doesn''t know the reason.

    Larsia and Jonah, who remain spirited, are attacked by an impending battle axe, with a slight shaft. Using the time they had earned, Yut stood in front of Arsia.

    "The Coffin of Reason"

    An invisible barrier composed of pure magic wraps the two of them up and inhibits the Murgush God''s axe of war.

    "... as promised"

    "Of course. I only throw up lies that I get."

    Valtrude was going to tell me not to throw up the lie itself, but now let''s get him focused on the fight.

    "Well, I can''t be too proud because it''s the Fermina God blessing that got me out of the trap. And I''m sorry. The Coffin of Reason may not last very long, either."

    "Well, I''ll do it later."

    Murgush, to the malice of God, even if exposed to violence, there is no more anxiety.

    Arcia prayed to God by holding Yut''s hand unconsciously.

    "O goddess of death and sorcery, merciful lady, show reason to the world! The devout believer gets his wish. To give you the power to discuss evil things and make good known -" Miracle "

    Heaven.

    A miracle evoked in the world of God.

    Truss-Sink God responded to the wishes of his beloved daughter.

    Murgush God''s war axe, which was at best in tune with the cage of pure magic, gets red fever. The battle axe melted, as if it had been crushed by an invisible furnace.

    Eventually, the battle axe loses its power and falls to the ground, slipping straight down to the bottom of the valley.

    The equilibrium was broken.

    Immutable collapsed.

    "Come on, old man. Not if you''re in love. I don''t have that kind of protection either."

    "Oh. There couldn''t have been something that couldn''t be broken by hitting me."

    Exile''s whole body is regarded with refinement again, and the usual unscrupulous theory pops up.

    "Exactly."

    Surprisingly, the first to agree was Seneca II, the Divine King.

    Dyed after an adventure in heaven - not that.

    She just found out.

    that even God overturns his intentions and defeats them.

    that it will never and ever exist in this world.

    And that it is also possible to triumph over God in the person.

    "My God, Fermina, the Sun God. O goddess, who loves peace, has mercy on men, and protects weakness. Here is something that will not bring false peace and tranquillity. Give me the power to do it - Miracle."

    Once again, a miracle descends upon heaven.

    The subject is the eyes of the Murgush God.

    The heavenly lighting became one pillar, dispelling the darkness obsessed like an eyelid, and the scorching heat pierced his eyes.

    "Oooooooooo"

    The voice of God as if to resent and curse everything in the world.

    "No more malice."

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, with her heavenly mounted sword - a blade of the combination of dragon fangs and adamantine, that twirls like a flame - tells with a beautiful voice that presses the voice of God.

    I have protection for myself.

    A blessing prepared by the beloved, out of God.

    The miracle of the Truss-Sink God, the Fermina God, emerges, and we feel a breath from the Hellenonian God.

    I have the best sword in this hand, and I have all my people without missing anyone.

    No matter how mighty God they are, there can be no more defeat.

    Good, justice and victory.

    The iconic Valtrude stands in front of the "emptiness¡± of a lost battle axe.

    "Teishiseyo"

    - Stop it.

    But Murgush God was cunning.

    Or maybe he didn''t mean to be a decent opponent from the start.

    When we see that the Fermina God''s protection lasts only a few minutes of things, we distance ourselves from the fatalists.

    Hatefully plausible decisions, however, did not exceed the expectations of the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    "Treasure of the earth, wrap it, restrain it."

    I omitted the subject and gave him a short, terminal life.

    The treasure (artifact) in your hand emits light and puts the entire canyon under your control. The treasures conveyed in the Brewers Oriental Li Kutua also worked in heaven.

    The cliffs collapse, the rocks dance like they were caught in yarn, the feet of the "empty¡± Murgusz wrapped around his arms and torso around his neck, a restraint reminiscent of Dwarf rock armor (Stone Mail).

    "Oooooooooo"

    "Shit, not yet!

    And to hold down the rampant Murgush God, Yut pours more magic into the earth''s jewels. The bondage of the rocks became even thicker, keeping God on the spot.

    But not without a price.

    Dragon scales and horns grew on Yut''s forehead - vanishing in an instant like a mirage.

    "Yuuto!"

    It didn''t look like Alcia, but she screams at the way it looks.

    "It''s okay."

    I knew there was a risk.

    And that if you don''t do it, you can''t fulfill your purpose.

    Yut, who single-handedly controlled Arcia beside him, breathed loudly and called his beloved wife''s name as far as his voice was concerned.

    "Valtrude!"

    "Leave it to me!"

    Is this exactly what you mean when you breathe in an abalone?

    With the voice of her beloved husband on her back, Valtrude braves.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    Murgush, slash and tear in the hanging a rugged face not covered in the rock of God, a knife from his lower lip to his chin and throat. Poke the sword into your chest, skillfully manipulate the white meteorite (Meteo Steel) flowing through your body to maximize the sharpness and pull it down to the dovetail. Swing the blade from there to the left and right to draw the Y-shape.

    It was done in a flash. In ordinary people, it''s also difficult to see the beginning and the end point. Exactly deep.

    "Oooooooooo"

    But still, it doesn''t lead to God killing.

    ¡°Empty" circles like a baby, scattering bitterness and wielding hatred.

    "Enough."

    Then to Valtrude''s tone of distance, I don''t feel sorry for him.

    Enough. Enough. Murgush, the power of God has killed. By now, Fermina, God will be handling the holes in the dimension that lead us to earth.

    Yes, the quest was fulfilled.

    Besides...

    "It''s rare. I''m going to get a hold of it."

    We don''t know that yet.

    - Because we have company.

    Spike Flail wields from a distance nearly 10 meters away despite being classified as a melee weapon, plundering Valtrude and striking ¡°emptiness¡± hard.

    "Ruohhhhh!"

    Once again, madness appears in the eyes of the rock giant (Jarloot), and a series of strikes launched like a god retreats God.

    "The Bullet of Reason."

    "Elemental Missile - Enhancer!

    An arrow ball of pure magic and psychic powers that pours down there.

    The Bullet of Reason, which brings together three magical sceptres (Magic Wand), is Larsia''s back, where thousands of gold coins are expended in one swing.

    Jonah also loses her mental strength and enters into repeated activation with all her might.

    But I haven''t pushed enough yet.

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "Dear Alcia,"

    Yut and Seneca II, who unlocked the Coffin of Reason, push their backs, and the Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch) flies through the sky and turns his consciousness under his eyes.

    The culprit who took the light out of his eyes.

    Being with an evil phase and wielding all sorts of misfortunes on earth.

    Even in front of Murgush God, Arsia''s heart was strangely quiet. No resentment, no hatred.

    I''m sure that''s because she has loved ones.

    Because I feel happy, even if I don''t have such backward feelings.

    "" Shining Raid "" Shining Raid ""

    It is rare as a divine spell.

    And the biggest attack spell was sucked into the ¡°empty¡± eye - it blew up hugely.

    Finally, the force cannot withstand, and the "emptiness¡± Murgusz collapses from within. From wounds all over the body, from huge mouths like semicircles, from eyes covered in darkness.

    The golden glow erupted, the light, accompanied even by physical pressure, emitted in all directions, and the restraints made of the earth''s jewels also disappeared into the light.

    Yut associates a supernova explosion he has never seen.

    The impression cannot be said to be a mistake. Because both are moments of life''s death after a long time.

    God is dead.

    For God, death is not the end.

    The faith of the people, for a long time, will surely resurrect God.

    It is - not absolutely - impossible to destroy God.

    "So I decided to ask you to be someone else"

    Before the majestic sight of God''s death, Yut''s crush reaches no one.

    Nor did Yut want to tell anyone on this occasion.

    "Daxtum! Conditions have been met!

    I should tell you, evil god.

    The wish, I already told him.

    Just watch it come true.

    The change came soon.

    The remains of the Murgush God emitting a golden light.

    It appeared abruptly surrounded by darkness, which gradually became smaller and smaller compressed. Swallow the light, like a black hole you won''t miss.

    "Reincarnation"

    The voice of God sounding like a faraway lightning bolt.

    The secret of the evil god Daxtum (Sacramento) captured the dead "Emptiness¡± Murgoosh.

    Now Murgush God is resurrected.

    as a god who presides over different properties.

    Now Murgush God is reborn.

    Born as an eyeless god with no eyes. Underground, living in the deep sea, as patron saints of monsters with no eyes.

    If you''re still weak and you''re sure of your memory.

    A new God was born.

    "Therefore, to the soul of Mr. Arsia, the eyes of the Murgush God and the doings are gone. I mean, there wasn''t anything like that from the beginning."

    A pillar of God died and was reborn.

    Fly to her side and speak up when it''s more about Alcia than that.

    But the voice is deafening.

    Even if I come in, I can''t keep up with my understanding.

    You did all this for just one person. That too, naturally.

    "Yut...... kun......?

    Yes, it''s best to call my beloved fianc¨¦e''s name.

    Yut, hold such Alcia''s hand.

    And the alteration of reality is the essence of the sorcerer (wizard).

    With that said, Yut nearly smiled at Arsia.

 354 Epilogue

    "Really...... Really, someone named you..."

    Alcia has the best mouth for it.

    It''s not the same as being extremely impressed. If I loosen my mind a little, I''m going to be sitting on this spot.

    My heart is a mess, what to say and what to say. I don''t know anything.

    in a way no one else can think of.

    in a way that no one else can execute.

    As my fianc¨¦e, my best friend''s husband, the boy, resolves the suspension. No, I got rid of the roots.

    Wordless.

    The only time I was so shocked and impressed was when I attended Yut and Valtrude''s wedding.

    I don''t feel real.

    Above the sky in the heavenly world. The fianc¨¦es hold hands to see how they feel about each other.

    "How much do you care if you surprise us?"

    It restarted with heat coming from the palm of my hand, and I finally started spinning words that made sense. Still, it was close to stupidity.

    "Hopefully, I''d rather be happy than surprised."

    "Totally......"

    What do you not understand, Arcia exhaled?

    "There''s no way you won''t be happy"

    I also knitted a way that no one else could think of.

    I also did a way that no one else could execute.

    It''s all for your own good.

    Forced, sudden, unscrupulous, but you''ve done so much for me. There are no unhappy women.

    "You''re with Valtrude, but you don''t understand the woman''s heart"

    "It''s no excuse, but I don''t think it''s the same thing with Val as a typical female sample."

    "... I''ll tell you what I didn''t ask."

    Don''t hesitate, those Valtrudes are just looking at this one on the far roll now. I guess you''re making me put up with it, I guess.

    But it''s hard to replace the joy of having a monopoly on Yut.

    "It''s just for now..."

    "Hmm? What''s wrong?

    "No."

    They didn''t communicate it in a whisper.

    That''s better. I can''t explain it, and I''m embarrassed.

    He let go of his hand before being pursued and removed his crimson eyelid. I rarely take it off except when I go to bed. Except for Valtrude, I''ve never even seen it removed.

    Arcia removed her crimson eyelids herself.

    A small rub of clothes called Shiruru echoes in heaven, revealing dark brown eyes. I don''t even feel resistance, for the first time too modest.

    I guess it was highly irritating. I blink my eyes and focus.

    momentarily. At once, information poured in.

    The breadth of the sky, the shape of the earth, the blindness of light. I close my eyelids unexpectedly because of the colour chaos. Both the Murgush God thing and its eyes disappear from consciousness so that it is overwritten.

    I was listening to you.

    I had knowledge.

    But the real thing was far beyond imagination.

    Were they all living in a world like this?

    In such a vast, endless world that lasts everywhere.

    It''s amazing.

    It seems very unlikely to be able to imitate to myself that I have lived in a world of dozens of meters, perceptible by a crimson eye band.

    Still, Arcia opens her eyelids again.

    Because I want to see something.

    "Yut, you looked like this"

    "As always, you''re embarrassing me, this"

    While admiring whether eyelid opening and closing is an unexpectedly easy task, he touches Yut''s face and carefully observes his fianc¨¦e as he strokes without hesitation.

    Among Alcia, there is no standard for beauty and ugliness.

    So common. I don''t know that either.

    The only thing I can say is that I saw his face and my heart played.

    "Besides, I also have a question as to whether my face is the first to see it... Well, if it''s Val for the first time, it could crush your eyes."

    Was that strange to say, Arcia smiles? Smile for the first time with your eyelids off.

    "What are you talking about? You have to take responsibility."

    "That, don''t think you''re going into the best three of those dialogues you don''t want to be told like you want to be told in your life. No, is that Worst?

    What are the other two?

    I was just a little concerned, but it wouldn''t even be what I should be asking right now.

    "Speaking of which, what did you think when you saw my face?

    "Do you hear that now?

    "Is there an inconvenience?

    "I don''t..."

    You don''t have to rely on an emotional ring to figure out what he thinks. Obviously.

    But I wanted words.

    "More than usual I was surprised by the beauty"

    "... I can see that."

    "What''s this stomping, kicking, feeling"

    Bad for Yut, but joy prevails over that emotion. I never thought this would come to mind either, just to be blind.

    Is that why? emit a dialogue that I hadn''t even thought about.

    "I''d love to see the ocean."

    "Oh, that''s good. Shall we go out on the Tubassa?"

    I also feel bad for Valtrude, but let me ask you to forgive me. Besides, the best thing about Yut is that it''s immovable.

    So if you don''t properly appeal to your existence as well.

    "Hey, Yut."

    "What?

    "Will you marry me?

    An unconscionable tone. Nothing. Timing. Natural dialogue.

    What I wanted to say most of all, was that this was it, and I fell sincerely.

    Yes, one convinced Alcia, but it was unintended for Yut.

    Make your eyes black and white - it''s funny just to see that look on your face - Alcia''s fianc¨¦e desperately searches for words. Perhaps even if you are used to proposing, you have little experience of being done.

    Thinking about it, I''m just a little proud. Of course, the Verga case is an exception.

    Yut finally returns the answer to Arcia, who kicked the red-haired empress out of her brain. There''s no twist for the time it took. But give me the answer she''s been waiting for.

    "If only I were like this"

    "Because it''s you."

    eye to eye and smile.

    But that''s all. No more, I won''t. It''s bad for Seneca II, who watches this one from between his fingers while covering his face with his hands, but Arcia isn''t going to stand any longer either.

    Take the crimson eye bands to your face and try to put them back on with a familiar hand.

    So Yut raised his surprise.

    "Mr. Arcia¡­¡­. Do you have eyes again?

    "Yes, it is."

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    You two, face to face.

    Until now, it has never been this easy.

    I wore a crimson eyelid when I felt the freshness in Yuut with a slightly pitiful look on his face, while it was normal to do so.

    "Isn''t it embarrassing to see your eyes forever..."

    "Yeah? There? Is that it?

    It was a yuut that sounded unexpected, but I don''t understand the opposite to Alcia. Isn''t it with not wearing clothes, such as keeping your eyes open?

    "Well, okay. Alcia, she''s cute..."

    "Come on, we''re going to Val''s."

    "... shall we?"

    If Yut says anything more, he could die of embarrassment.

    Hiding such emotions in her eyelids, Alcia flew beneath her best friends and companions as a childhood friend she had been waiting for.

    While getting my beloved fianc¨¦e to escort me.

 355 Acorn, seek healing and feel defeated by Valtrude

    "Not enough MP..."

    A visitor girl caught up in a world transition looking for a childhood friend (Heavenly Grass Brave Man) suddenly stumbled onto the table and complained of mental fatigue.

    In Beyuki, the first kitchen of the castle fortress of Falve, which became her castle. So, Miki Zhuyin - in this Brewers, Acorn Miki - works in menu research to respond to Prince Alsace.

    It was in the middle of it.

    "Hmm? What are you talking about?

    Isthabel Valtroude, who had been mobilized as a taster, swallows the adjusting hamburger before listening back. This time, it''s been quite a while on her request.

    I was happily attacking a piece of meat that was about 500 grams.

    "A man says, ''I like girls who eat like they taste good'' means he likes'' girls who eat a lot, but they can''t ''"

    "Yut..."

    "I''m fine. I believe in Val."

    And the Heavenly Grass Brave - Yut Amaxa - who is also a visitor from different worlds by essentially running the Count of Istas, who returned the unanswered answer.

    It was a space that lacked majesty and courtesy despite the presence of the top of the Count family, but no one cared.

    "And by" I like the perfect girl, "I mean," I like the pretty girl without makeup. "

    "I know very well that Zhuyin is rough"

    As a yuut, I have a sense that I''m sweet as a childhood friend and annoying acorns. I also feel sorry for you.

    But as for Yut, the only man in this space, I want to tell you.

    The same goes for the content of that story, because my chest, far exceeding the standard size, is crushed and I have trouble finding a place for my eyes, so for now, he wants me to get up.

    But if there were two people - yes, two - who became fianc¨¦es in an unexpected hurry, but could make such a claim, they would have been able to uphold monogamy.

    I mean, it''s impossible, so I say it subtly out of sight of the acorn.

    "If you don''t have enough MP, you''ll have to go to sleep"

    "The bed of my dreams."

    "Oh, I take magic potion and I don''t recover."

    Later Len develops a magic drug to restore mental fatigue, but Yut had no reason to know at this time. Not to mention drinking that and committing mild failures.

    "It''s an irrational story to live up to potions in the fantasy world..."

    "Wait. In the first place, what is Empy?

    Valtrude, who was listening in silence, asks for an explanation of the unknown word.

    It''s not like I want to interrupt between you two. But it''s also sad that I can''t keep up with the story.

    Of course, Acorn wasn''t going to keep her out of the company either. I wake myself up from my desk to see if Yut''s thoughts made sense, but as I have more and more trouble with the place of my eyes, I put my smooth, long legs together, put my long, well-shaped fingers on my jaw, and choose the words of explanation.

    "MP is short for Magic Point."

    "... I don''t know what that means"

    "Sounds like it can be mental or magnetic, not magic."

    "Speaking of which, there''s the Military Police."

    Acorn and Yut open their substitute mouths, but only deepened the degree of confusion.

    "You don''t want the last MP (Military Polis). Ambiguity Avoidance Page?"

    "Yut is too special for a magnetite or something."

    "... I have no idea"

    When I asked for an explanation to participate in the conversation, I put it further down.

    It is a pity.

    However, since the acorns arrived, it has been difficult for them to occur quite often.

    "Uh..."

    I guess you just didn''t think it was a good idea.

    Cut the silly talk with Yut - there are untrained, but you can do it when you''re alone - Akane searches for plain explanatory words.

    "If you use magic, it''s a reduced value, and when it reaches 0, you faint."

    "... Really?

    "Don''t look at me from the front and ask me. Even Val could use a spell."

    "But if I run out of spells I can use that day, I won''t faint. So you''re not talking about a science spell?

    "I''m the same."

    He shifted his gaze to his childhood friend and asked him to start over with accusations.

    With that in mind, Acorn enters the long run.

    Stay put for a few minutes.

    There''s a silence book in the kitchen.

    "Ahhh. I have a spell but no MP, so the story keeps messing up!

    - After all, I didn''t seem to find a good metaphor.

    "Why don''t you have an MP? That''s not weird."

    "Have you complained about the laws of the world?"

    "Don''t you want to be abbreviated as a mezzopiano anymore?

    "You can, but it''s a music class."

    "Uh, yeah. HP is vitality, MP is mental strength?

    "Yeah. Zhu Yin, let''s get some rest"

    Spread the story to the hit point and you won''t be able to clean it up in earnest.

    In the first place, we should have talked about giving Acorn a break.

    "In short, it feels like your body moves, but your mind''s tired and unmotivated, right?

    "Well, you know what?"

    Yuuto gives up explaining the MP itself and explains the state of his childhood friends in captivity. "What the hell have you been struggling with..." while Acorn agrees.

    "Hmm...... After intense training, don''t tell me it''s something you can''t move after a day off. Is it the same?"

    "Don''t say...?

    "Oh. I don''t have that kind of experience. That''s what I heard."

    "This physical haunt..."

    "Cheats, I have cheats. We have cheats that look a lot like Valtrude."

    Only an ordinary person - and I think - looks at the Holy Virgin of Helenonia with a questionable gaze. Besides, what she''s saying is muscle aches. In the end, I don''t understand.

    "Goddamn it. You two should... Yeah, in the end, how do we recover acorns?

    fundamental problems.

    Acorn pushes silently with a much more eye-woken look on his conflicting but imminent words.

    worried, hesitated,

    "The cartoon... I want to see the cartoon..."

    "Yeah. Sorry. But that''s impossible."

    I know how you feel, but I can''t do anything I can''t.

    "Look, that''s it. You don''t have some kind of magic that just pulls you off Earth? You do, don''t you?

    "If I did, I''d be in touch on my cell phone."

    "So is that... But when my childhood friend calls and tells me he runs a territory in another world... I''ll hang up and talk to the emergency department."

    "Don''t worry. Neither do I."

    I went into the world of the two of us again, but I was just learning.

    Yut coughs one and then turns back to Valtrude.

    "Animation is one of Earth''s entertainment, well, it''s like theatre"

    The TV thing, the fact that it''s a painting, the fact that voice-over acts, and the fact that there are various pieces omitted. Simplified and told. I don''t know why I didn''t do that from the beginning - I wouldn''t say it to you if I thought so. You shouldn''t.

    "I see...... You want to touch your hometown''s entertainment?"

    "When they say that, it sounds like a good story to me."

    In fact, I can''t be saved because it''s an irresistible desire.

    "Well, do I need to breathe?"

    "Oh yeah. I hope so."

    Akane, who meticulously attaches a promise, switches mode to chat that the purpose has been fulfilled.

    "When it comes to cartoons, it''s customary in Japan for daughters to be replaced every three months."

    "... what... so...?

    To an overly burgeoning custom, Valtrude rounds his eyes. I don''t even realize that Yut has a subtle look because I was too surprised.

    "But yes, not every cool ideal daughter-in-law I meet. Those who miss their past daughter-in-law are called refugees and continue wandering."

    "Why, I get separated. Why can''t we just hang out for six months or a year?"

    "Money and all kinds of problems..."

    Akane speaking in a sinking face and Valtrude holding his fist and angry.

    Yut watching it beside him......

    No, you believe me.

    Instead of being a child-friendly lie, I accidentally raised my voice to the honesty of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    It''s a virtue not to suspect, but not much this time.

    "Are you lying? Really? The acorns weren''t dumped by Yut in three months, were they?

    "Why does that happen!?"

    Screaming.

    "I didn''t know Yut was taking my daughter-in-law, but the other guy would be an acorn, wouldn''t he?

    True theory.

    "No, well, I am... That''s right..."

    I have to deny it, but what about that, too? Isn''t it like saying that the two of us when we were on Earth were just tomodaches?

    The troubled visitor girl is a living example of what she deserves.

    When I spoke a joke in a light mood, I became the feather of defeat in Valtrude''s innocent spirit.

    Besides, aren''t you blatantly relieved to find out Yut didn''t have a wife? When I said that cuteness, I was blind, and I couldn''t face her face.

    In fact, on the contrary, Valtrude has been planted with a sense of defeat in Acorn, and this is the fifth of every win and loss in terms of the match score - even the parties did not know that fact.

    "Oh...... Don''t look at me."

    "... in a way, is this also the one where justice prevails"

    With such an unappreciable twinkle, Yut embarked on the task of coughing up and then solving the misunderstanding.

 356 Prologue

    "Hehe. I wonder when the braves will be back..."

    A different world than Earth, called the Blue Covenant World (Brewers). The southern tip of the Rotosilt kingdom, the largest human state in its midst. Falve, the central city of the Marquis of Istas.

    A visiting girl had a vain smile in the castle fortress given to her by Helenonia, the god of justice, also known as "ever-winning¡±.

    If you see anything familiar with her, you can be worried sick. No, it''s a shady smile.

    "Damn, go to God''s world or something...... What kind of heavenly edition is that?"

    Fermina, the Sun God, was communicating their actions in the form of a divine commission to the believers on earth, as he had told the Yuts. It is also quite massive to the condition of all who can worship the Sun God and use divine spells.

    Therefore, without having to wait to hear from the Kingdom of the Chronica God, I had received a report from the Temple of Fermina in Falve - which I felt was somewhat flashy when Acorn first looked around the land.

    Different plans are still good.

    But what does adventure mean in God''s world to do something about a bad God?

    When they say God in this world, Riya, the goddess of beauty and art, comes to mind first. But of course, the other person must be a completely different God.

    It should be different from that Verga, too.

    "I don''t want any more competitors, so I hope it''s different..."

    When I came back from heaven, there were more daughters. If that happens, I don''t know what will happen to my shrinking self-control in the executive branch. For the sake of world peace, Yut needs careful action.

    Of course I believe in Yut, but there are exceptions. That exception has also been a source of headaches...... No, let''s stop it. Now, there are headache seeds nearby, because they are already germinating.

    Acorn had a laptop at hand that he thought would have no such benefit.

    Although the text editor is activated, the screen is white. I mean, nothing''s going on with the work.

    Beside using his desk in Yut''s office to work as a lord''s deputy, I''ve been trying to write a script for a play I''ve been asked to do for a long time, but the progress is obvious.

    I don''t go too far, so I plotted to put the figurine that wrote "surrogate" and title on the triangle cone - I don''t know the official name either - but I refused because it just adds more extra work.

    In the first place, few people can read even if they write in Japanese. That''s the same script for the play, but the translation would just have to push Yut.

    Although, I''m not in the stage of making it read.

    To the point of translating the recommendation book, I made a decision. The character setup also took a lot of effort to explain the Princess Knight in the diaspora - and later, the Princess Knight (Paladin), who is also a fantastic presence in the fantasy world - as well as the Cathedral Knight of the Guard (Paladin), the object of that pale love.

    Of course, the princess knight lets him dress as a man. A princess knight in men''s clothes. The princess knight is about to collapse Gestalt, but that is not the essence of the problem. The philosophical proposition of whether a male princess knight can be called a princess knight is also not debated now.

    The book of recommendations is naturally fiction, but historical facts exist in the background. Beyond translating that, this one will also require some background setting.

    I fixed it, too. I''m not proud of it, but I''m good at it.

    So far so good, but as a result, that was a failure.

    Simply put, I was satisfied at the time of character setup. It is a common fallacy.

    Plus, it''s the first time I''ve ever scripted a play or anything, and I''m not sure how to write it. That sounds like something I should write from Synopsis first, but I tried to get something decent up from the start, and as a result, the work stopped completely.

    This is also a common fallacy.

    (Together, cartoons would make it easier...)

    At that time a heavenly revelation descends upon Acorn.

    "You just have to turn it into a cartoon!

    It''s a script. It was a mistake to be elbowed when it was a play. It''s fine to present it in the form of a cartoon because you just need to know what the story is, the dialogue, and the situation.

    Even if there were, the work must go on. Even if the direction is diagonal, it does not change what is going on.

    a visitor girl who makes noises and stands up, closes the laptop cover, and tries to bring tools from her own room.

    "Which way, Mr. Acorn?

    I can hear her showering cold water.

    "Mr. Regina, uh, hey... Nothing."

    I had no objection to Regina, who works at the desk with Acorn. It''s simply because I doubted it. The tone of voice should have always been the same.

    Still, I guess Acorn snuck back to his seat because he felt guilty.

    I feel guilty about drawing Regina into this office to help me, which should have nothing to do with it.

    Neither was the acorn, nor was it otherwise retreating or lacking in ability. In the first place, neither Clerk Claude nor Dal-Lukash are the kind of people who make it impossible.

    Nevertheless, Regina''s help was essential to resolve the unforeseen situation of the Emperor Turtle Archeron''s father and son docking off the coast of Hardenturm rescuing the wreck.

    Repair of shipwrecks and their arrangements. Allowance for the injured. Acorns alone must not have been able to accomplish this, such as arranging accommodation for sailors and passengers.

    From there, it didn''t take long for the fashion brand, the sense of fellowship developed in Vermilio, to get help on other matters.

    (To apologize, have Regina''s work room at the castle fortress when the brave man returns)

    You''re just going to thank me for more work - when it comes to making sure. I have a big nickname, and following her position, which tends to bias her business unlike Kagra and Petra, doesn''t punish me.

    Think about that, looking at the application for a temporary budget that reached out to deceive you.

    It also had a set of plans for the baron of gastronomy to work with the Dwarves of Mainz to create a greenhouse in Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

    Transfer your consciousness to you, but wrinkles between nature and your eyebrows. A different kind of worry from the vain smile that floated away from my loved ones and friends.

    There is nothing suspicious about the plan itself. Planting also seems to be common flowers and vegetables. I''m not familiar with it, but I have knowledge of greenhouses and house cultivation, so I don''t understand it either.

    Still, why would I be alarmed?

    That''s because the originator is the baron of gastronomy.

    I feel like if I admit it, it''s going to be outrageous.

    Nevertheless, for once, it was within the determined discretion, so Acorn signed lightly. The biggest reason was that it was not well founded to dismiss it.

    I can''t just remand with a bad hunch than Claude or Dal-Lukash didn''t play.

    Is that the hand-winning around here, like the former baron or something?

    "Why don''t you both take a breather?

    Thereupon, a dragon man (Draconut) samurai appeared in the office with a tea set. It is a sort of contradictory existence, the maid of Japanese costumes, but it is a painting indeed.

    Acorn had a reflective nod, but I''m not sure if that was an indication of intent to take a break or a satisfaction with his own tailoring.

    Apart from that inside, tea can be prepared in a reception space. To Regina, plus Kagra herself, an impromptu sorority began.

    A more overwhelmingly cheap gathering hosted by Eudit, the queen. The slight sweetness of the herbal tea makes me feel safe, and I accidentally take a deep breath.

    Sitting on the couch, flowers blossom in the Square Mountain Story as Kagra twists cookies that she remembers how to make - but eventually, she returns to this topic.

    "Are the Yuts safe?"

    "Really..."

    Kagra mouths the dialogue coming out of someone today, like every day, and Regina tunes in with her worries.

    While I say the Yuts, I don''t have to be sure who they''re most worried about. To her fianc¨¦e worried by two people who could call her beautiful, but Acorn didn''t feel so jealous.

    I knew how they felt, and I guess it was because I trusted them. I''m not the kind of person to approach without worrying about annoyance.

    (Well, I don''t think we''ll make progress without that...)

    It is a very difficult place, but there is also a sense that Acorn intervenes in a different way. Anyway, I have a real wife named Valtrude, and I''m only her fianc¨¦e.

    "The braves will be fine, won''t they? I wonder if there''s anything more valiant or Val can do about it?

    "It''s..."

    "Sure, that''s right"

    The insanity of the Yuts - though only indirectly - is no word to give back to Kagra and Regina, if they are assured by Akane, who knows and understands more deeply.

    "More than that, now let''s think about what we''ll do when the brave man returns. It''s more constructive."

    "What?

    Regina speaks out honest questions while she is heartily pleased that her confident and challenging acorn is back.

    "What kind of filling does that mean?

    "There''s that too, but it''s not."

    After touching the piercing I put on my ear, Acorn says in a reopened manner.

    "In the meantime, I''m worried about you, so you won''t have to complain about beating me one shot or so."

    "It''s..."

    "What do you think..."

    Kagra and Regina who can''t agree or disagree.

    To those two, and the acorns I tried to recruit opened their mouths - they stopped closing.

    "It''s late, Zhu Yin. Oh, Regina and Kagra."

    "- Brave man!

    Suddenly he showed up. Become a childhood friend and fianc¨¦e. I have an idea that it must have appeared in Momentary Mobility (Teleport), but such things are out of consciousness.

    I get up off the couch and run straight to Yut.

    And he shook up his arm - he didn''t do anything like that, he jumped straight into his chest. The Valtrudes are coming home with us, but we can''t afford to distract ourselves to you.

    "If you''re okay, call me."

    "Uh. Yeah. I''m sorry."

    Acorn has a sense of being unreasonable, and Yut has a troubled smile, but these two relationships tolerated such insanity.

    "I was worried, but for that matter, I did exactly what I did."

    "Then..."

    "Oh. Mr. Arcia."

    Speak to Arcia behind you as you gently tap Acorn''s back and pull him apart.

    The archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery (Patriarch) took off his crimson eyelids after the acorn that made his eyes black and white wondering what would happen.

    "Mr. Alcia, my eyes..."

    "I was worried about Mr. Acorn."

    Speaking out with dark brown eyes like nothing happened, Alcia was turning her face bright red, the fruit of it.

 357 1. Souvenir stories

    "I guess I didn''t even have to do this"

    A crimson eyelid that is a magic tool (magic item) that gives you the ability to perceive the surrounding area, not according to your vision. Alcia protested to Yuut, sitting next to her, whispering as she wore it in a way she was used to.

    Surprise Acorn before he says anything, and return to the usual streets among Uyamuya.

    This was Yut''s planned return, which he noticed and blued his face, to the point that he pushed the Lords surrogate for quite some time - even now.

    Of course, it is also the set to apologize peacefully after that.

    It was Alcia who admitted it once, but she still realized that she should have done it normally.

    However, the protest is only on words. Not even as if it''s sweet, but it doesn''t look angry at all.

    Half invisible look with crimson eyelids, a little trick, tone.

    In those atmospheres that we showed in this short time, the three of us, Acorn, Kagra and Regina, realize that there was something (...) between Yut and Arcia.

    Valtrude is just nodding, "It''s a good thing we''re both close," so when it comes to the woman''s account, she might have been slightly weak.

    "So sorry to bother you"

    Yuut, who moved to the couch in the reception space, Acorn, who was facing each other, bowed his head.

    The visitor girl stares at the condition.

    Everyone was waiting for the acorn to react.

    Exile sat somewhere in the corner of the office, silent.

    Larsia was going to have a slightly higher view, but was taken somewhere by Ritna, who was supposed to be in Hardenturm. There may be a crisis of dignity, but there will be no danger of life.

    Valtrude, who sits next to Yut opposite Arcia, and Regina, next to Acorn, are also silent. Kagra runs to prep, and Jonah is behind Yut, gauging when to jump on its back.

    "Of course not on purpose, but I''ll be more careful in the future"

    "Damn, I can''t help it..."

    Acorn flew a white flag when he couldn''t be angry when this happened.

    Nevertheless, she knows very well herself that it''s just the tip of her mouth where she got angry. If you''re really in a bad mood, you don''t struggle to continue acting as a lord, etc.

    "Besides, I''m more concerned about Alcia."

    "I?"

    "''Cause now that I''m blind, I mean I''ve got my eyelids again..."

    To Acorn, who worries that something may be wrong, Arcia said in a leaning, small voice.

    "Aren''t you ashamed"

    "What? Embarrassing?

    "Isn''t it embarrassing to get your eyes out"

    Exactly, I guess that response was unexpected. Both Acorn and Regina round their eyes.

    Regina had to figure out what to say. She had the look on her face like when she got Yut''s impotent gesture, and Akane said, "In short, a double-eyed hidden character? No, what about that..." He was leaking a crush that even Yut wouldn''t understand.

    Either way, I''m sure I''m upset enough to forget my blessings on being blind.

    "I just have to get used to it"

    Sewing that gap, Jonah finally leaps herself onto Yut''s back. And a nod with a translational face.

    "Right. After a while, Alcia will settle down."

    ''Cause it''s just lit up.

    "Think of it as other HR."

    Protest against Valtrude and Jonah, who say whatever you want, but their voices are weak.

    Since I first showed my eyes to Yut, it seemed like a lot of things had been said and my consciousness was sprouting that it was an excessive reaction.

    Yut, sitting next to him, silently loved Alcia that she still had no choice because she was embarrassed.

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    And I see eye to eye with acorns.

    Stare at each other.

    Nod each other.

    Now, between the two childhood friends, a definite bond was created.

    "What''s this pretty creature?"

    "It''s good, right? You''re my fianc¨¦e, aren''t you?

    "Doesn''t the fianc¨¦e of a brave man mean he''s also my fianc¨¦e, the fianc¨¦e of a brave man?

    "No!

    There was also an incident where Kagra would come back with tea at the same time as the Alusian cry that, but the story moves on to adventures in the Kingdom of the Chronica God and in heaven.

    There were occasions when I frowned at the treatment of Seneca II, the Divine King, but when I heard that Fermina, the Sun God, was a Japanese-style deity, Regina, who I had heard at the Acorn, also gave me a surprising look.

    "Fermina God is also widely believed in Li Kutua. You''re also called Lady Oogway."

    Kagra, who had refrained, supplements, but she doesn''t know any more than that in serving the dragon god Bahamut. Well, studying there is part of Sage. I''m not going to pursue Yut deeply.

    More than that, he opened his mouth as he continued the conversation and adjusted Jonah''s position.

    "I met a unicorn in a place called the Holy Beast Field."

    "That would be nice, wouldn''t it?

    "... I crossed the Holy Beast field and met Daxtum"

    "I met Daxtum...?

    Regina and Kagra.

    In other words, the people of the educated Brewers cease to hear the word.

    If you hadn''t heard it from Yut, I''d almost smile that it was a joke.

    "When I say Daxtum, the father of that red-haired empress?

    "Right."

    "And Yut won"

    "I won!?"

    Whose screams are the three of us listening to the souvenir story? Or did the three shouts become one? So much so that Jonah''s words were shocking.

    "Are you sure, Mr. Alcia?

    "... it''s true."

    "Oh, it''s a fact. Amazingly."

    "But the sacrifice was enormous"

    If we keep this up, the statue is going to walk alone.

    Yut tells the truth.

    "It''s a game."

    "What?"

    "I won a football game."

    "And the console was carried away..."

    "What''s the situation?"

    With Yut and Jonah''s explanation, Akane falls into a state of confusion on the contrary.

    Again, ask Regina and Kagra for more information while also explaining.

    "At a time like this, I don''t know what to look like."

    "Laugh, Zhu Yin"

    "Koyatsuzu, hahahaha"

    "hahahaha"

    Eventually, I laughed and decided to flush it.

    Well, the way I see it, I can''t even say old stories like "Jack and the Bean Tree".

    However, neither acorns with bitter laughter, nor dry laughter in the next battle against the Murgoosh gods.

    "Uh... What? What?

    "I killed God and reincarnated him into another divine character in order to do something about Mr. Arcia''s eyes"

    "I don''t think my ears have gone bad."

    "Well, I guess so."

    "Yeah, what went wrong was my head."

    Like a distressed prince who should live or die, Acorn holds his head in the actions of his childhood friend.

    In fact, there must have been some difficulty. The Yuts really should have been Setouchi, living or dying. Now I''m laughing and talking, but I can guess this much.

    But it''s still weird.

    "There''s something wrong with wanting to pity the enemy..."

    "I couldn''t afford to choose the means."

    Says Yut for Arcia out of the blue.

    Alcia, who sensibly felt it, gets annoyed again.

    Until we calm down, we have to wait.

    Having so concluded, Acorn decided to settle the spear for now.

    "Well, fine. Let''s just say we''re late for the big adventure. Good luck, guys. I''m so glad you''re home safe."

    In one word, the air in the field relaxes.

    Kagra poured herbal tea replacement as if he had anticipated the timing.

    "It would help if you could say that. I know I''m sorry, but even then, I turned it all down in heaven and in the kingdom of Chronica and came back as soon as I could."

    There is a slight hint of Valtrude''s beauty, which he says after he mouths it.

    "You''d be right to say no, that was"

    I guess the fact that Exile pinches his mouth, which had been piercing his silence all along, was considerable.

    With a pioneering look, Yut took over the explanation.

    "Oh, Fermina, God will call other gods for a feast."

    "It''s like going for a drink surrounded by your boss, that"

    "If you turned that down and sent me to the ground, that''s where Lutetia was. Then I''ll name my country and have a memorial service."

    From the Grand Temple of Fermina, the report of the defeat of the Murgush God brought about by the Temple is precisely the Blue Sky Thunder. It would be no surprise if the enemies of the God they serve were rewritten to exist and Seneca II, the Divine King, was participating in the quest.

    Thanks to you, Seneca II, who has become mentally challenged - or diagrammatically fat - has yet to be noticed.

    Nevertheless, it is all convenient over there, and the Yuts unanimously decided to return - or flee - to the Falv with only a glance and atmosphere without a word exchanged.

    Before a specific story emerges from the Grand Temple of Fermina, he leaves in Momentary Travel (Teleport).

    And he showed up in this office.

    "If I had stayed an adventurer, I probably wouldn''t have turned it down."

    "It was a valuable experience that social status also helped."

    Across Yut, the smugly Valtrude and Arcia. Regina and Kagra, who are relatively common people in this, have already forgotten the words.

    "I''m glad to tell God you''re gonna fight and sell, but you''re gonna run away from the ceremony."

    "I''m not happy, though."

    He was a yuut protesting with his eyes narrowed that he was unwilling, but unfortunately lacked persuasion.

    No comment on it, Acorn opens his mouth with a gentle grin.

    "Really, I understand perfectly well that you came right back. Guys, why don''t you take a bath first?

    "Acorns are sweet"

    "Am I generous?

    From the back of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) to the words uttered by the Albino girl, the visitor girl acting as Lord replies with a deeper grin.

    "Now, I need you to rest your body in preparation for the next battle"

    Next battle.

    I mean, because the accumulated administration is waiting for the returning heroes.

 358 2. Night Souvenir Stories

    At night, all had broken up with tomorrow, and the yuts had broken up with each one to dust off their journeys.

    Exile went home and reunited with his wife. Jonah traveled to the world of her dreams for a long time, and Larsia, well, will be spending some time out of water.

    "... now, weren''t you supposed to be able to rest your body well?

    But Yut, who took a step into the bedroom - of Yut and Valtrude - not only found his beloved wife dressed in her nightgown, but also her two fianc¨¦es on the bed.

    I don''t know what you plan to use, but Acorn''s smartphone is also rolling on the bed.

    "When you get great, you don''t have to pay for overtime."

    "Well, if you have business to attend to..."

    With an accurate interpretation of the explanations of childhood friends like you don''t understand, Yut turns his gaze first to Valtrude.

    Neither did she understand the meaning of this meeting - even if I should call it a family meeting - and although she was sitting in bed with me, she was also leaning her neck when Yut came in.

    But as soon as I noticed him, I let my face shine and began to shake my impractical tail wide open.

    "I''ve been waiting for you, Yut. Now we can start talking."

    "I didn''t hear about the very existence of this event."

    To observe from the circumstances, I guess I was reassured that it would be okay to talk about things that Yut couldn''t understand because of his coming.

    It''s unimaginable from the Rin Cathedral Knight (Paladin) in the face of the Murgush God, but it''s perfectly fine. Nothing, nothing wrong.

    No, there was only one thing.

    (Is my daughter-in-law the cutest in the world, or has Valtrude, the cutest in the world, become my daughter-in-law? That''s the problem)

    If thoughts leaked, Yut also sat back in bed, questioning the likely loss of authority of the Great Mage (Arch Mage). I also considered fleeing, but it is clear that there is no future for that choice.

    Exactly a little narrow for the four of us to be in the car seat, and inevitably each distance will be shorter.

    Personal space is under blatant aggression, but with these four, it''s more of a delightful distance.

    "Yut, I''m sorry. I couldn''t stop Mr. Acorn."

    Is it because it''s a bath, slightly uplifted skin? Moist, lustrous raven wet feathered hair.

    There is also a hint of soap, but on this occasion there are several sources of aroma. Naturally, Yut did not have the skills or anything to identify it.

    Alcia, dressed in a nightgown similar to a long-sleeved piece woven in cotton, seems sorry, but she also seemed in a good mood somewhere.

    Usually, she bathed alongside Jonah, although not assisted.

    Maybe I took a bath by myself, and at that time I could also remove my eyelids and refresh.

    If so, delightfully, Yut smiled in his heart as he strayed away from his sleeping attire, where he could see how good the style was just tied around his waist.

    "So, Zhuyin. What kind of gathering is this?

    Question the spirit of a grey top with a V-neck to a childhood friend wearing exciting roomwear: shorts of the same colour. There are a lot of things that bother me, but now this is the most important thing.

    "Brave man, what happened with Mr. Alcia?

    "Hey, nothing!

    Arcia, not Yut, reacts to Acorn''s question, which cuts directly into the stand-alone. The visitor girl darkened her smile to that excessive and arguably far-fetched reaction.

    "Is that what you mean? It bothered me, too."

    Valtrude hitchhikes from side to side, forming a two-to-two schematic in Russia.

    "Fermina, it looks like we were alone in God''s palace, and even after Alcia''s eyes healed, we were alone talking about something."

    I could see it was a good vibe beside me, and although Seneca II was in an intriguing state while illuminating, the Valtrudes who were in the field did not grasp what conversation there was.

    Nevertheless, the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia has no intention of pursuing the problem. I was simply wondering what interaction there was between my beloved husband and my best friend.

    That is tantamount to an expression of trust in the two of us.

    "Val......"

    That way, lies and deception will not be tolerated.

    Crushing her best friend''s name with no various emotions, Arcia is determined to her lips.

    I was moved when I realized that you even did it to rewrite God''s presence for yourself. Emotions I remember the first time I saw Yut''s face.

    And words overflowing from the heart that took it.

    Decide to be ready to tell them everything.

    It was also easily conveyed to the yut and acorns beside it.

    "... what I told you, but I think you should just confess, brave man"

    "Sounds like it..."

    That''s straight. To emotions that are too straight, the two of them get a sense of crisis. The two-to-two structure remained unchanged, but at some point, its internal configuration had changed.

    "I''ll talk to you."

    Yut lays his hands on Arsia''s hand.

    Sometimes leaving it to Alcia like this is going to hurt her shame a lot, but this would be where I should explain it from myself.

    I''m not obsessed with the stereotype of being a man or being a woman, but I''m also not going to escape responsibility.

    "Mr. Arcia asked me to marry you."

    An unmistakable word.

    Hearing it, Acorn sitting in the front of Yut opens his mouth and eyes wide, revealing his surprise. The same was true of Valtrude, which contained emotions as well as simple surprises.

    "Right...... Alcia finally..."

    "Val, aren''t you angry?

    "Angry? What?

    Arcia went into a state of relief when she didn''t know what she was being told in response from her best friend sitting in the front.

    "''Cause we just got married, and the agreement..."

    "You mean that?"

    When he''s good at it, Valtrude nods in arms.

    "If the relationship between a man and a woman were to go as assumed, this is how we wouldn''t be getting together"

    "I''m so sorry about that..."

    "You think?

    "Actually, not really."

    Acorn, which caused Yut to start walking the path of polygamy, smashed the real deal without hesitation.

    "For once there, shouldn''t I apologize for lying?

    "Even so, Val will soon find out."

    "Well yes..."

    "Besides, if you look at it from the edge, it''s not the brave guys who get the most out of it."

    "... no words to give back"

    I''m not as flattered as I imagine, but I''m still frankly glad that the people I like like like like me.

    In the meantime, the women are close to each other, so there is no such thing as complaining.

    "And, Alcia. I''m happy for you, too. Well, I''m not jealous..."

    "Val......"

    "We''re going to be Yut''s wife, but Arsia was afraid she was going to take care of me and Yut."

    I wasn''t really that worried.

    But Valtrude was worried that no one could tell him that he or Akane loved Yut enough.

    "But I guess the fact that you applied for marriage from Alcia means you like Yut"

    Yes. There is no question about that. In other words, Valtrude''s concern would have been a matter of concern.

    "I''m glad you like someone I like, my best friend"

    Making these four relationships into words is difficult with existing grammar.

    Still, if you put your heart into it, you pass it on.

    "Val......"

    Arcia calls her best friend''s name and squeezes Yut''s hand, which remained connected.

    "You''re going to be in trouble for all this happiness"

    "Let''s stay positive that the future should have more fun"

    Arcia and Yut were exchanging such words, while Acorn took Valtrude''s hand and tangled his white, thin fingers.

    "Unconsciously, I''m a little impressed. Val, your real wife is not Dade."

    "Praise me so much, I won''t answer anything"

    With that said, Valtrude was clearly lit.

    As if to deceive it, but with Acorn holding hands, she turns back to her beloved husband.

    "Yut."

    "What?

    "I''m going to have a baby"

    "... build a muscle path and explain it"

    Yuut''s heart bounced on Valtrude''s words, which seemed to give birth to his succession and delight when the clerk Claude heard them. But on the surface, hide the upset and ask for an explanation.

    "One day it''ll be something to give birth to, won''t it?

    "Well, that''s true,"

    It doesn''t start when you deny it there.

    cheeks to make sure they weren''t red. So Yut affirms modestly.

    "And the more I''m pregnant, the smoother my marriage to Alcia would be, too, wouldn''t it?

    "Really?

    "Well, maybe less of a problem than not..."

    I don''t really care, but given the public body, it does seal up extra opinions after my real wife is pregnant... maybe.

    To Valtrude''s theory, both Yut and Arsia are pushed and in the mood.

    In times like this, acorns can be relied upon.

    Entrusted with a desire, Yut gazed at his childhood friend.

    "Zhu Yin, what do you think?

    "Hey. Mr. Alcia''s got me ahead of him, and there''s a lot going on, and it''s better early, isn''t it? Exactly, there won''t be any more events like fighting and selling to God."

    "What, it''s not like I can''t wield my sword because I''m wearing it"

    "Let''s take care of our bodies there."

    "That''s right, Val"

    "Uhn..."

    The last time he took an unexpected counterattack, Valtrude''s will is stiff.

    Turn your eyes more beautiful than the treasure balls toward Yut, only reflect Yut in his eyes, tie his shapely lips together and convey his determination.

    "... all this is a gift. I don''t know what''s gonna happen."

    "I know. Love is well stockpiled."

    Before the proudly said Valtrude, there were no options left but to surrender.

    Of course, I''m not against it as a yurt either.

    "Acorn. Let''s move on to the future, too, as Alcia took the light back and took it a step further"

    "Yeah. Keep it up, Val. And Yut and Arcia."

    "... Yes. Welcome. It''s mundane, thank you, Yut."

    "Oh. Let''s all be happy together"

    From the bottom of their hearts to Yut, the three smile back.

    But only acorns slap their hands like they realize something.

    Speaking of which, I forgot I was recording it on my smartphone.

    "Let''s turn it off. I mean, turn it off now. Before Jonah or Larsia spreads it."

    The condition was so strange that laughter came out of no-one.

    It was a far cry from physical rest, but spiritually sufficient.

    Until the dawn of that night, no one came out of this bedroom alone.

 359 3. Divine Power Engraving (Previous)

    "It''s been a long time since you''ve been called here..."

    Waking up and at the same time looking around the golden palace, Yut leaked an emotional twinkle. Rather than being made of gold, the palace itself shines in gold. Exactly, a building worthy of heaven.

    It''s like a blowout, and I can''t see the ceiling. A light shooting from nowhere illuminated the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    Though consciousness is awake without discomfort in the flesh, it is not exactly awakening from sleep. The outfit somehow became a robe showing a uniform and a good sorcerer (wizard), and somehow it carried a spell document.

    The places that happened in the first place are different, and the people you love are not with you.

    But it''s not my first experience, and I don''t need to mix it up.

    If I tell you the truth, this is the world of dreams.

    "I could have invited you here if I wanted to."

    "It''s an extra honor, because I left something important on the ground."

    He broke his knees naturally to the voice called from the rugged luxurious throne and corrected his dwelling.

    In doing so, he answers without confusion to Zeras, the Lord Knowledge God of the Throne, with his face raised.

    When I was a first, I was told that I was a visitor from different worlds, but therefore I did not need to be thankful. Even this time, he naturally drowned his head at the majesty and force not found in the Avatar, which he encountered on earth, but was not stopped.

    Looks like you''ve been recognized as part of the Blue Covenant world (Brewers) and I''m happier than I thought.

    "Shall I leave it at that?"

    With a voice containing laughter, the Knowledge God accepts the explanation. Or maybe he sensed Yut''s emotions and gave me an eye spill.

    "But Fermina, Ducommerce and Helenonia seemed disappointed."

    "It''s..."

    I am sure that one pillar in the middle was absolutely unfortunate in another way, but the thought sinks deep into my heart. Though I don''t know how effective it will be on God''s opponent.

    Besides, even if I was discouraged because I couldn''t have a feast, I couldn''t react.

    "Come on, I just got a little bit of understanding of how much feat you''ve accomplished, and that''s the point"

    "If you are a book on Earth, it will arrive soon"

    "I see, that''s certainly the point, too. But there are two main issues."

    I couldn''t deceive you.

    I wasn''t expecting it as a yut either, but I have to be discouraged in a situation where I don''t have any other bills to divert me from the conversation. It hurt to have my mobile console taken away by Dasktum God.

    I don''t know if I can bring it into my dreams.

    "Murgush, it''s about God, isn''t it?

    "Exactly. Well done."

    "Oh, thank you......"

    Yuut stared with unexpected thoughts at the blonde boy God breaking his face and flaunting him. It may have been a little grumpy, but it was so unexpected.

    To be honest, Zeras, I can''t think of a reason to be admired by God.

    "It was perfect."

    Leaving such Yut confusion behind - perhaps deliberately - the knowledge God sits on a jewel-decorated throne sings up his accomplishments with an innocent smile on his face.

    "He that is not God shall take the will of the God of good, and with the help of the God of evil, he shall leave the God of evil. Besides, Murgusz isn''t dead just because he reincarnated"

    For the gods of goodness, it is a very welcome result.

    On the other hand, for the evil gods, there can be dissatisfaction. Alternatively, I may attempt to frustrate my interests by expressing my dissatisfaction, but if Dasktum God had anything to do with it, I would have had to choose acquiescence.

    Murgush God has been pathetic, but also because we are not talking about other evil gods having been annoyed.

    In other words, there is no wave of wind in the forces of both good and evil, and then there are those who have profited from their respective forces. In a way, it was an ideal development.

    "It fits perfectly round."

    "Except for the Murgush God, though"

    "That''s what you deserve."

    Murgush, the evil god with the power of stillness, is dead.

    What now exists is ¡°eyeless¡± Murgusz. Dwarf proximal species to warcraft and mucus (mucus) that live deep underground and have lost their sight. Besides, it is still the patron saint of the monsters of the sea who have no vision, using the seabed as their root castle.

    Whether or not they have the intelligence to believe in God does not extend to the knowledge of Yut.

    "But this is the way out. Must have a lid."

    "I''m not going to do this again."

    "If you don''t do it, you can do it, except you can''t do it"

    That being said, there is no objection.

    Yut is quiet and waits for the words to follow.

    "Therefore, I decided to ask you to ascend the floor of God."

    "What?"

    Floor? Stairs? Of God?

    I don''t know what that means - not that.

    I don''t want to be aggressive in admitting it, but since I''ve been able to use some subdivine spells (Immortality Spells), there''s also a sense that I''m moving away from humans.

    But that just happened as a result of growth. What does it mean to have them come up?

    "This is..."

    Things move before you question them.

    When Yut''s right hand was wrapped in light, it converged into some sort of crest-like shape. From its engraving, fluctuations of power very similar to magic are also felt.

    The light subsides and the engraving becomes dewy.

    "Is the design a spell document and a sphere?"

    Sphere.

    Sure, yeah.

    But for Yut and Akane, it''s not just a sphere.

    "Earth..."

    "Was it the home world? I see. The Heavenly Grass Brave deserves the engraving."

    "No, it''s not"

    "It''s called divine power engraving."

    "Divine Power Engraving"

    Yut slowly repeats his name as he chews.

    Divine power engraving.

    A mark engraved with the power of God?

    "It''s like the protection of the gods......?

    That was meant to be a confirmation, not a question, but God, who looked like a boy against expectations, shook his head.

    "It is inscribed and stamped on those who possess the power of God."

    "I don''t remember having anything like that."

    "Sounds like a medium grade. That''s pretty good."

    Neither does its superior rating slip up and settle in Yut''s midst.

    "Originally, that''s all there was to it. That''s what blossomed this time."

    "You can''t lose it, can you?

    "Doesn''t make sense then"

    "That''s what we talked about..."

    This is not just about giving new power as a reward.

    This time, albeit in such a way as to contour, the hand of giving substantial death to God was to be known.

    That also means that someone might try to do the same thing using the Yuts.

    Then I won''t go to God to fly, but I''ll make him like that apprentice. That way, it doesn''t just make humans perform god killing.

    God''s contention from the front with God - even if it is just an apprenticeship - contradicts the Blue Covenant, at which point the value of use is lost. That means we can prevent extra intervention as well.

    I understand that reasoning.

    But from now on, you couldn''t be convinced that you were God. It is also understandable now that Vainamarinen refused.

    "There''s nothing hard to think about. So far, I can only use my ability to use more powerful spells than I normally do, or temporarily gain more insight into things, a few times a day. That''s a good deal."

    "A bargain. I feel a trap like a jewel of the earth..."

    It shouldn''t be as simple as just using your powers to get closer to God, but now that you don''t even have clear enemies, you can afford it.

    Seeing the movement of such a master''s heart, Yut''s divine engraving that the earth was depicted in the spell document that opened the page could not disappear. Even so, it would not have vanished, but it would have just deactivated.

    "Exactly, isn''t it simple enough to please"

    "Well, I guess so."

    "Looks like you''re gonna have to verify it later."

    "Of course. Because there''s nothing more dangerous than having the power to understand. At this point, it must be growing on everyone except Zhuyin."

    I guess that was a response that came with the will of the Knowledge God.

    He smiled in a good mood and decided to take the reward.

    "Then I''ll lecture him myself. First, use your right hand as a base to feel the power within you."

    "I don''t care if they say that..."

    If it can''t be easy, still half-heartedly concentrate your consciousness on your right hand.

    Then, once again, the divine power engraving appeared. At the same time, I feel a twist of power similar to, but different from, the flow of blood through my body.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    Naturally, the words were on and out.

    Continue, cleaving one page from the spell document with the right hand where the divine power engraving has been activated, as is normal to do so.

    "Light Fire" - Alternative

    A first staircase spell that only has the effect of illuminating the surrounding area for a few to dozen minutes.

    How about that?

    The light sphere from which it was born was far larger, illuminating this vast palace without fail. It is the amount of light that overwhelms the glow of the palace that is glowing in itself, but it does not feel the glare, rather it feels at peace.

    With this Light Fire, people will follow its guidance and face difficulties in unison. I even have that certainty.

    Even the expression fantastic is raw. In a dream, another sight that''s going to be in a dream.

    Yut, who created so much effect in just "Light Fire," was completely blatantly self-defeated. I don''t even notice the applause sent by the throne for fun.

    "Hmm. It''s easy to disperse an immortal monster (undead) like this. But lightly, I grabbed it."

    With that lecture, Yut finally returns to reality.

    "This is the power of God? No, you''re realizing your will..."

    I wasn''t imagining all of this effect, but I wasn''t far from the ''light'' event either. In other words, isn''t it the result of the appearance of an image of ''light'' held by Yut?

    If reality alteration is to be used as a witchcraft, it means that we have come close to its ultimate.

    And it was similar to the secret (Sacramento) used by the gods. I''ve used it from the spell document as usual now, but I even feel like I''m free to use my favorite spell if it''s via divine power engraving.

    I see you understand.

    "Yeah. But can I have a human on the ground with this power?

    I''m willing to resist as much as I can if they tell me I can''t, but I can''t help but check.

    Stand still, Zeras, stare into the eyes of God.

    "Whatever."

    But contrary to that readiness, the response from the Knowledge God was light.

    "Rather, if you come now, it will be a talent takeover. You should show your testimony as a hero on the ground. Fifty or a hundred years, you''ll be able to adjust."

    "That''s right, the gods have a different sense of time..."

    Thus the sight with the Knowledge God ended.

    (Yeah. Usually, let''s treat this as something that doesn''t exist)

    After you wake up, swear to your heart that you will never forget this determination alone.

 360 4. Divine Power Engraving (After)

    "You''re in trouble."

    "That''s a great thing."

    The next morning, we gathered in the cafeteria and conference room of the castle fortress to consider good aftermath measures, including acorns - good to the point, but the words uttered by Yut, the brainchild of the party, and Valtrude, the leader, are the opposite.

    "Trouble? Why not?

    "What do you mean, great?

    When we don''t understand each other, the couple looks at each other.

    I still can''t say I''m used to the beauty of it - I can''t say exactly in that one word, but exhausting thousands of languages doesn''t extend to the real thing - nor could Yut be distracted from you all this time.

    "We''ve been recognized for what we''ve done, we''ve never been more proud."

    "But you keep walking away."

    "It must mean so much."

    "In the first place, there is something about being a god if you are recognized..."

    Two people rarely have an argument.

    Valtrude pushes his simple faith completely out, and Yut shakes his head that it has become a pain in the ass.

    Alcia and the other participants were trying to watch that landing place in silence. As for the Albino girl, though she was in a state of relaxation and her body leaning back and forth.

    "I don''t know what you hate."

    "I don''t like it, it''s God? Well, he''s still an apprentice."

    "Whether you''re human or God, I''m me and Yut is Yut"

    To say no to the pleasure knife mess, Yut lost his word as frightened.

    At the same time, when you ask me, it seems like it was a good thing, such as my own concerns.

    "In short, that''s the brave one, isn''t it? You''ve gained more weird power than ever, and you''re having trouble handling it."

    "... well, in brief, yes"

    Where the landing spot is visible, Acorn, located halfway between the party and the bystander, speaks for the emotions of his childhood friend.

    "I wish I could use it as I please"

    "Not now."

    "There is no sin in power"

    There Jonah, Larsia and Exile thought abandoners joined in, pointing out that Yut was overthinking.

    But it''s not easy to convince me, and I call on Arsia to sit face to face.

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    "As far as I''m concerned, I know how Yuto feels, but I''m more proud than that."

    "I see..."

    As a yut, although I didn''t mean to be aggressive, I was afraid that if they found out about this, their eyes and responses would change in a good or a bad way.

    God - Zeras, for God''s sake, is an apprentice - is unusual, such as a city ruled by.

    "It''s just me..."

    But only Yut is worried about that. Everyone else accepts it as condescending.

    "I tried it in action soon."

    "Right. Conveniently, a thousand year old dragon can''t hit you."

    ... It seemed more fun than calm.

    I don''t see Larsia or Exile like this as average, but maybe it''s not a bigger deal than I thought.

    If that''s what common sense in this world is about, then Yut''s worry really worries me. Will it turn out to be good?

    "Was my recognition sweet yet?"

    "Well, even if they tell me to be a god, ''Yes. I''ll do it'', won''t I? Anyway, after you die."

    "Oh. Even if I die, if it''s not lifespan, Mr. Arcia will do something about it..."

    I know it''s comforting, but Akane''s words make Yut''s heart lighter. I can even remember the illusion of being this way all the time, but I still felt a culture gap and switched consciousness for granted.

    But that''s why the relentless pursuit also flies.

    "In the first place, you use the spell so flashy, it''s weirder to worry about God''s power now."

    "Honey, I haven''t heard from you lately. No, because I think about it and use it properly, right?

    Something of high urgency or a lot of effort outside of a spell. Also, something that is difficult to achieve with the technology of the Brewers.

    Anything that doesn''t meet those requirements is left to me, even if it takes funds and time.

    "And you''re weighing yourself properly, too, huh?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    For some reason, a book of silence descended in a word of its own weight.

    I can''t solve it.

    "I dropped the island...... sloppy."

    "Insecticians have been buried alive."

    "You had a duel against a hundred."

    Silence was better.

    "Uh. Let''s see what we can do with the divine power engraving."

    Viewed as unfavourable, it is the adventurer who does not hesitate to withdraw either. Blatantly change the subject and keep the pulse alive.

    "In my case, I didn''t have to prepare with a spell document to use the spell. And the effect, it was pretty amazing. Zeras God said that just a bad Immortal Monster (undead) in Light Fire would be enough to destroy it? Of course, there''s a limit to the number of times."

    From the feel, two to three times a day. No matter how hard you try, it won''t be more than five times.

    It was Valtroude who followed Yut, who cut the tongue, yes.

    "In my case, it would simply be to the extent that one bullet''s destructive power has increased. I''m not saying it as many times as Yut does, but when you release it, it''s going to be about twice as powerful as it usually is."

    "When I enter the frontier of Fury, I gather the flames and make them huge."

    "Doesn''t the old man, anyway, in Val''s case, strengthen his powers as a diocesan knight (paladin) or something?

    Both are the same in the sense of enhanced offensive power.

    But Yut checks out unexpectedly due to the difference in direction.

    "... there might be something like that."

    "I''m fine. I use the White Knight Sword grant, so I can remember the use of divine power engraving!

    As if, if you say so, Yut supports his beloved wife in deceiving herself when it comes to achieving it. Well, based on how I''ve managed with force pushing before and at the end of the day, that''s enough.

    "In my case, I guess I''m good with a lot of applications. Arrows can split and attack around the area, or your covert abilities increase."

    "That''s Orthodox as a Bandit."

    "I guess I''m more of a pervert than a reinforcement of the divine spell, just like Yut. And then, Truss-Sink, it looks like you''ve become more connected to God."

    "Then I guess I can hide it unless I say it from myself..."

    King Alsace, Vainamarinen, Dean Merel. If I were to tell you, would it be around here? And then, if Valtrude or Alcia wants, go to their respective temples.

    Especially if we don''t cut it out of here and stab the nail in Vainamarinen.

    "Something just exists there to enrich crops, land flourishes on its own, or vice versa, or sneaking occurs?

    It''s kind of simply empowering, a little different from the statue of a god in an acorn.

    That''s what I think and confirm, but Yut puts his arms together and puts on a difficult face.

    "Around there, you might be able to do it when you can use it... What do you say, Val?

    "Why me..."

    "You''re a lord."

    "... because I didn''t forget, did I?

    Valtrude, who pronounced such a trivial dialogue, closed his eyes and concentrated his consciousness. It doesn''t even mean liberation of divine power, but it explores the power that you have.

    Keep it up, a few minutes.

    Valtrude''s expression, which opened his eyes again, had a slightly discouraging colour.

    "You''re right, Yut. It''s possible, but after all, the path to true God seems far away"

    "No, as far as I''m concerned, it''s the other way around."

    For this minute, the Gods will also explain that the reward for completing the Quest was given to them. Most importantly, depending on the state of Seneca II, it would be necessary to replace it.

    "... yeah?

    Yes, when he decided on his future policy, Yut noticed discomfort.

    Speaking of which, you weren''t bragging from Yona.

    "Yona...... It''s psychic, and could it be that one that''s superhuman?

    "Can''t God say, well, superman"

    Though the conversation is slight, Jonah still remains pointing that way.

    "Yona?"

    There must be something.

    Alcia, so sure, calls the name of the Albino girl.

    Kindness, full of charity.

    Now, I don''t know what kind of lightning would fall if I disobeyed.

    Exactly, my mother''s words.

    "... don''t you get mad?

    "I''d love to be honest with you."

    As always, I can only see the bottom half of my face with my eyelids on, but that part does smile. But now that I''m blind, I can imagine hidden parts.

    Considering if that''s where you smile......

    "I''ve already tried and shot him"

    Honesty wouldn''t have woken me to the best and morality, but the Albino girl honestly started confessing. However, don''t look at Alcia as much as possible.

    "Really? Where?"

    I can''t put - even Larsia - tea in Alsia that keeps pursuing me.

    Just wish Jonah well.

    "Yu, in a dream?

    "Who was out in Jonah''s dream?

    "To Kin...... Azuki...... Regra...... God"

    At this point, at least Yut saw the end.

    "Maybe Regra, God tells you to try and shoot yourself..."

    "Yes. I blew it up"

    "Yona......"

    "When I use this, it''s amazing. You can''t beat Val anymore."

    Alcia holds her head to Albino''s girl, who happily affirms Yut''s speculation and reports the saboteur as speculated. Regra I may have no choice but to deny that there is no discernment if it is the request of God Himself.

    But whatever the deed, it''s Jonah''s attitude that counts.

    An emotional twinkle as Larsia holds her eyeballs.

    "That''s what Jonah said."

    "Oh. I can''t believe you''re properly aware of what you can''t do..."

    Yut also felt Jonah grow and turned his gaze to the ceiling.

    "But you''re not doing it."

    "Say what, Acorn. That recognition is important."

    It just seems spoiled from the edge, but I guess it''s a decision that Exile is growing more than it is nodding too.

    "Regra, it''s good because you''re a god, or because it''s what they told you, and that''s not acceptable?

    "Ugh."

    "There''s plenty of room for discretion this time, though."

    Alcia shook her head once, then took off her crimson eyelids and pointed her dark brown eyes straight at Jonah.

    "So at least don''t use it to the point of divine power with about a suspicious opponent. Promise me."

    "But what if it''s an enemy?

    "You must refrain until you are completely certain that you are an enemy."

    Looked at from the front and Jonah wandered, but the dissatisfaction is not completely resolved.

    "Let''s do this, then. If I can keep my word, why don''t I reward you? For example, if you succeed, a brave man will ask Jonah for one favor."

    "Do it!"

    Jonah devoured Akane''s proposal.

    I''m anxious about that blatant attitude......

    "You can''t do this, can you?

    Nevertheless, this seemed like a good idea.

    Even if I said please, it would be about eating and walking as usual. So, if Jonah can learn how to weigh herself, it''s cheap.

    "As things stand, there''s nothing else you can do..."

    "Right."

    Arcia, too, seems to have no objection, even if it is not aggressive, and Valtrude approves the proposal.

    "It should have been about the treatment of God''s power at first, but it ended up talking about shitty parenting, is that okay?

    "The child is the foundation of the world."

    Exile, the only father at the moment, nodded heavily, and the meeting ended.

 361 5. Hand Learning in Alusia

    (Yut...... yeah, you seemed worried)

    After the meeting is over and it''s time to have breakfast, each move to a separate place to do their job.

    Along the way, Alcia was on her way to the Temple of Truss-Sink remembering her earlier yut. Don''t forget that "kun" is about to come off in your mind, and when you''re alert, you''re actually going to come out with your mouth shut.

    Forget that.

    Yut has a tendency to repel, even if the necessary force is greed, but not more. Besides, it would also be true that he is thinking and wielding power as he says.

    But there''s an annotation that says, ''By Yut''s standards,'' Plus, once I use it, I don''t hesitate.

    I know you don''t have excessive power because you know that, but what lacks persuasion - even in Arusia - is undeniable.

    Alcia herself is positive about divine power engraving.

    I was surprised when told by Truss-Sink God in the dream world, but it is a testament to being closer to the goddess I worship, a power that I have never crossed, but that also beats further difficulties.

    I''m not going to hustle and bustle like Yut, but I hardly felt any cons or anything more than I was guaranteed to live on the ground as before.

    (Looks like Yut''s biggest concern was that he might not be able to stay on the ground)

    To be honest, that''s the happiest part.

    Because he wants to live with me, he wants to be with me.

    Of course, it is clear that Yut is similar to that.

    But when they are informed in a different way, they become happier.

    And I''m also glad that when I''m thinking about him this way, I can think of the look on his face.

    He had arrived at the Temple of Truss-Sink at some point as he circled his thoughts like that, with his shaped lips in the form of a smile.

    Received the priests'' welcome, the first to head is the temple chief''s office. Sit in the chair of the temple chief and get to work on the tasks piled up during his absence.

    Of course, keep your crimson eyelids on.

    In that room, as undecorated as the private room in the fortress, there is only one female priest besides Alcia herself. With the title of deputy temple chief, she waited hand-in-hand for the return of Arsia - not least.

    At least, I wasn''t late for work.

    In the first place, if the remaining amount held by Yut is a rock giant (Jarloot), this one is only about the size of a meadow species (Magner).

    The fact that under her, who could not handle the letters, were originally followed by experienced clerics and priests (Priests) and that a division of labour has been established.

    Besides, since Yut defeated the Cardinal of the Temple, the demands have been reduced rather than...

    And that you don''t get more jobs with your thoughts like Yut.

    For these reasons, the workload in Alusia was relatively spare. In the first place, Yut is not the only one who has an endless marathon.

    "- The report during your absence will be more than"

    "Thanks"

    From the female priest with the title of deputy temple chief - only the goddess of death and sorcery, and many female clerics - Arcia slowly returned the nod with a smile, taking over for about an hour.

    There are no serious people who will need Alcia, and there are no cases that cannot be judged unless they are the head of the temple. There were no problems with the orphans rescued from the Diocese of Murgusz, nor with the institution.

    The grave of the goddess of death and sorcery on the pedestal of the gods is also well managed and operated.

    "Thanks to you, I can safely empty the temple."

    "It''s a waste of time."

    A woman priest humbled as she bowed her head to the words of labor. The attitude and voice included joy and vision.

    The priests and clerics who belong to the Temple of Truss-Sink in Falv consist mainly of those who have moved from the main temple of Sejour, the king''s capital.

    Alcia, who also became head of the temple, was in a state like the first time she had met him since coming to Falv, initially with little trust, etc.

    To them like that, Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter spoke no words specifically, just in an attitude.

    Even those who are on the verge of dying heal easily, offering their sincere prayers to God without pride, and treating everyone without separation. It is what can be described as the ideal of what serves God.

    It was also an out-of-phase covering half the face with an eye band, but its beauty could not be concealed.

    It didn''t take that long until I started to have such respect for Alcia.

    So it is not only because we have been praised that the female priest is joyful. This feat was passed down by a divine commission from the Truss-Sink God.

    that he had retreated from the evil God and escaped from the Murgush God''s astonishment to regain the light.

    I decided to keep the matter of the temple a secret until I consulted with everyone in the temple and told them from Alcia, but I can''t stop until I unconsciously express my joy.

    Not knowing otherwise, Alcia was left alone in the office when she finished her temple duties as before.

    "Ugh..."

    When you exhale gently, you rarely stick your cheeks on.

    Why she, with an emotional ring, did not realize the thoughts of the deputy temple chief. That''s because I had other feelings.

    Sometimes it''s because I got a divine power engraving and decided to keep it quiet. But the biggest thing, after all, is the eyes that got the light back.

    Oddly enough, I was thinking the same thing, but I''m not expecting to be known for much longer.

    Confirm again that you are alone and remove the crimson eyelids.

    At the same time, I have no idea what''s going on around me, but at that moment, I really close my eyelids. My heart rattles at the tension and I am attacked by mild anxiety.

    I guess it all changes consciousness, but it still took courage to switch from familiar sensations.

    Of course, more than that, there''s a lot of shame in exposing the upper half of my eye-centered face to the crowd.

    Deciding to do so, Arcia opened her eyelids.

    The blurred vision leads to a slight statue with a view that I have never seen.

    "You were in this room."

    An emotional voice, but not particularly rare. I also feel a little discouraged by the landscape that is not so different from my room. Especially not that I was expecting anything.

    Arcia turns her gaze to the desk and puts the paperwork in her sight.

    I know that''s the letter you listen to, but naturally I can''t read it.

    "I thought I was born in the village of Ozlick and Val were illiterate."

    Now, Valtrude will also be able to read and write some, and Arcia will be able to do so if she can learn from this. But now I realize that fact leaks a bitter laugh.

    Arcia took her finger to the dark brown eyes, not the lips that made that bitter but elegant form of laughter.

    Her divine power engraving was engraved on her right eye. I guess if you let it go, you''ll be able to read the letters too, but that''s more about understanding what it means to fly than to read, and more importantly, you can''t use it for that kind of triviality.

    Yes. Even with mighty power, relying on it is the same as drowning. On the contrary, I guess it means that you can''t use it and you don''t seem to be God to drown in power.

    Even though it has power close to God, yet, its spirit is none other than God.

    "It won''t be easy, will it?"

    So crushed, the door to the temple chief''s office is knocked.

    "Who could it be?

    "Alcia, I''m here to deliver."

    Who answered what while reaching for the crimson eyelid was a familiar voice.

    "Yona? Wait a minute."

    Slight rounds.

    But in the end, Arcia quickly wore her eyelids.

    Again, embarrassment is embarrassment. All this, it''s not rational. Suddenly, it was a relief not to be able to come into the room in Teleportation. Looks like your sermon at the Grand Temple of Fermina worked.

    "Fine."

    Allow him to enter the room, where he realizes.

    "I''m here for the delivery"

    "Not yet, is it school?

    "This is more important. Besides, I study."

    The emotion transmitted through the emotional ring is flat. It doesn''t seem to be a lie.

    When that happens, I can feel it driving me back.

    In an effort to listen and then judge, Arcia directs Yona to the sofa in the reception space.

    "So, what''s the delivery?

    "I''ve been getting reading and writing textbooks at school"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Alcia breathed unexpectedly.

    Totally unexpected gift. At this point, good and evil, anyway, could no longer scold Jonah for getting out of school on the way.

    "Thanks"

    Arcia stroked Jonah''s head and then used that hand to remove her eyelids.

    Dark brown eyes to be exposed again.

    That shows the girl in the albino, but somehow, Jonah didn''t try to keep an eye on her.

    "What''s wrong?

    "... Isn''t that weird?

    The Albino girl asks a subjectless question while pointing to herself.

    Both Jonah and I were to go to school, and I learned that my appearance was different from normal. Of course, it''s not Jonah who cares about that. I don''t care what anyone thinks, but there are exceptions.

    Alcia, the exception, replied instantly with a smile.

    "She''s cute."

    "I''d be happier if they told me I was beautiful"

    "... let me take that till ten years from now"

    "Then I''ll say it now instead. Alcia is beautiful."

    "... I wonder what''s going on in ten years"

    Alcia turns the text as she turns her smile into a bitter smile on Jonah, who returns to normal light.

    "First, should we practice writing letters along this discontinuous line?

    "Yes, I will take questions from time to time"

    I''m counting on you.

    "Making a Difference this Winter for Rivals (Val)"

    "... that weird rhetoric, Yut, huh?

    "Too bad, Acorn. Alcia likes Yut too much"

    Beaten by the guardian girl, Alcia rises to fetch a blade pen from the desk to begin her studies.

    - But that leg stopped in the first step.

    "Yona, what''s that book?

    "If I keep my word, I''ll have Yut fulfill my favor list"

    "I don''t know what it is, but it''s pretty full."

    "When you can read the letters, show them"

    "Are you going to show Val or Mr. Acorn?

    Albino girl shakes her head silently.

    That is why we must not imitate what we are forced to take away. Larsia will be able to confirm the contents successfully, but she is likely to be an accomplice to Yona.

    (So I''m the only one who can do something about it)

    Much inspired by the sense of crisis and mission, Alcia ended up concentrating until near evening to encourage her to study.

 362 6. Exiles new equipment

    At the end of the meeting on divine power engraving, after eating breakfast, each travels to a separate place to do their job.

    That was supposed to happen, but when Exile said a word to Yut that he had a consultation, he stayed in the dining room and conference room, not moving exactly like a rock.

    I didn''t know what it was about, but I have to nod when they say so. Start-up is somewhat delayed, but there will be no problem. There shouldn''t be.

    Valtrude first. Then Arcia and Yut, who dropped off a meaningful smiling acorn and finally watched Jonah normally walk out the door instead of "Teleportation," opened her mouth in a rough way.

    "So, why is Larsia still here?

    "Huh? Because I''m free"

    There is no misunderstanding. Or Larsia sat there, citing no body or lid. Let him hang around and take his legs and wait for the story to start.

    "What happened to Hardenturm''s organization in your spare time?"

    "Ritna ran it perfectly!

    "Was he the head of the decorations?"

    "Rather, there is until my place is gone"

    Not a meadow species (Magner) who mourn for losing their jobs. I guess it''s also true that you''re free. They seem to be about to take over, but they don''t seem as dissatisfied as they say with their mouths about it either.

    "Keep even a cat, cat. When it comes to evil leaders, it''s wine and cats."

    "How about having a pet when you''re free?"

    "Summon the Devil."

    There are spells in the theoretical spells that call and serve small animals that become demons of use (Families). Typical user demons include dogs, cats, itachis, mice, crows, owls and frogs. Benefits include sensory links, spell activation based on the user demon, and if you have a cat or owl user demon, the operator gains dark vision abilities.

    Then why doesn''t Yut have a usage demon, because he sets up a maneuver on his dog left on Earth... not because he has to put the usage demon on his side to get these benefits, and if he does, he risks inevitably getting into battle.

    "If the demon dies, it will have a negative effect on me."

    "Yeah, right. So, what are you talking about, old man? Oh, if Larsia''s in the way, I''ll kick her out."

    "No, I don''t care if you''re there or not"

    "Both of you, it''s a mess."

    Larsia seems somewhere happy, though appropriate but protesting the usual interactions. Maybe it''s a good idea to be able to do it casually between men.

    Actually, I was wondering what to do with my shield and armor.

    "Ah. That kind of system"

    Yut discovered himself with little joy that relationships and God was not talking about this. Even if not, the race of adventurers is vulnerable to the term new equipment.

    "Sure, you can''t normally fix it when it''s broken that far."

    Although magic equipment (magic items) in general can be said, it does not break within the limits of normal use. It''s a magical tool to be demonized while still needing little care.

    But that doesn''t mean it''s unbreakable - it''s far more expensive than normal goods - but it breaks when it breaks. And once destroyed, magic appliances cannot be repaired by any sort of scientific or divine spell.

    "Maybe I can fix it with divine power engraving..."

    "Then let''s sell off the one we fixed and buy a new one. Something good. Let''s make it very expensive anyway."

    Should I say yes, Larsia rides herself out with a passion?

    It also looks like the wind trying to make you buy expensive gear because you think it''s other HR, but of course with exceptions, the equivalent sign that it''s basically high = strong is established.

    "Oh, I saw Valtrude''s sword and I wanted new gear, too."

    The expression doesn''t change much - even if it does, you can''t spot it in a regular person - but Exile says with a smile to the extent that Yut and Larsia, who have known each other for a long time, can tell.

    Yut knows how it feels.

    They had the goal of fighting the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), but it remains for ordinary adventurers to pay for gold coins that will allow them to spend the rest of their lives with ease and to seek powerful and useful equipment.

    Shake into new magic gear like a child, and be happy to see its performance in action.

    Exactly, adventure for adventure.

    It''s not a smart choice no matter what you think. Usually, he dies in the middle of that repetition. Successful people like the Yuts are just a few.

    Still, few adventurers can''t abandon their adventures.

    And they were one of them, even when they ascended the floors of God, and achieved the feat of having nothing lined up on this earth.

    "In the meantime, make the armor the Dragon Scale (Dragon Skyle) as it has always been?

    "Oh. Rather than, you don''t have a choice."

    Barbarian warrior (Barbarian) style moves vertically and horizontally around the battlefield with lightly dressed armor rather than consolidating the entire body with metal armor, like the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "Uh. But you barely move by spinning the chain. Then it''s better if you''re defensive?

    "The heavy thing is, it doesn''t fit the sex."

    "If that''s the case, I can''t help it."

    Dragon Scale armor is not extremely inferior, and can be supported by various spells. Then it would be better to accompany the person''s wishes. If you force yourself to wear full-body armor and your attack power drops more, you will end up falling.

    "Let''s talk to Mr. Urdan about any good ingredients."

    Born inside the business of dragon craftsmanship, Urdan is himself a leading dragon craftsman.

    His skills and insights as an artisan were also demonstrated when he created Valtrude''s Heavenly Knight sword, and if the financial situation inside is the only one, his generation continues to challenge new possibilities, such as clothing paint with dragon flesh as the material, even though his reward managed to do so.

    He can be relieved.

    "That said, the scale of the dragon is a little too much to prevent it from freezing."

    "I''m pretty sure it''s light and easy to move."

    To Larsia''s point, not aggressively, but also Exile nods.

    Fire Dragon (Red Dragon) has flames, Black Dragon (Black Dragon) has strong acids, and each scale is also resistant.

    However, there was also the problem that it would be more effective to later grant the Spirit Circle Protection Elemental Circle. Of course, it is highly effective because the surgeon is a yut.

    "The rest is what demonization..."

    Thanks to the concentration of funds on the weapon, the Dragon Scale armor originally used by Exile has only a basic demonization like the Magic Protect, which increases its defense.

    That''s also why I tried to replace - rather than replace - the most expensive demonization because Yut undertakes it - but I can''t even grasp the edge without a base.

    "By the way, the old man''s demand-"

    "That''s more aggressive armor."

    "Yeah. I knew."

    Exile''s unscrupulous demands. Still, Yut tries to turn the spell list in his head to try to make it happen and find a candidate.

    The Rock Titans and the meadow people watched over such a great sorcerer (Arch Mage) with calm eyes.

    The confusion caused by divine power engraving seems good to think it has completely subsided.

    Exile''s divine power engravings are engraved into the blood that circles the body, freeing it when it reaches the frontier of Fury (Frenzy) with serious injury.

    At the same time, it turns into what even a lava giant should be called, putting together a huge flame more than once, including all the gear.

    Obviously a human being apart.

    But there is no subordination to Exile. Increased endurance and destructiveness, just the best way to destroy your enemies.

    Stronger. Stronger.

    There, there''s no gap between strays getting in.

    Larsia, on the other hand, is something similar.

    Larsia''s divine power engraving - which seems to be paired with Yut and complicated - was on her left.

    Its power is only like strengthening its ability as a bandit (Rogue), and I wanted to say what was the power of God, but when I saw the minute god (Lithona), I couldn''t say anything.

    I don''t know if it''s God''s power. All I can use is use it.

    The fact that you have given yourself an engraving that you think so means nothing more than that you are recognized for this way of life. Well, I don''t mind if it''s not acknowledged.

    But this is how we can accept and reopen it, because Yut gives us a lot of distractions. Even if you end up worried, that makes sense.

    I''m sure Valtrude thinks the same thing.

    I''m not pushing it because it''s troublesome, never.

    There''s this demonization called "Wall Fort."

    Unexpectedly, Yut opened his mouth.

    Exile and Larsia seek to continue with their gaze.

    "The armor itself gets a little bigger in size, but it takes about three times a day, ten minutes for the body to go around two"

    "I mean, even more times?

    "Don''t be. On the narrow side, on the other hand, I feel like I might get in the way..."

    There were other demonizations as candidates that would damage the opponents they had assembled, but they didn''t seem to make much sense because they didn''t adjoin each other in combat style.

    "Good. Ask him."

    "Oh. I''ll talk to Mr. Urdan about the design."

    To an unmistakable exile, Yuut nods as he thought.

    "Shield because you''ve decided on armor, shield."

    "Sounds like you''re expecting something, but if you''re gonna keep your autonomy running, it''s gonna be hard to demonize extra."

    "Er. Boring?

    Even though it''s someone else''s gear - or, that''s why - exuberant Larsia.

    To such a meadow race, the Great Mage replied with a smile.

    "If you''re going to attack with a shield, you have a choice."

    "Well, no."

    "In the meantime, I wonder if it''s a direction to add something like making it Adamantine or demonizing it hard to break"

    "Oops, that helps"

    The person made only one final remark, and the big frame was decided.

    While Yut is putting it together on paper, a neat amount of time flows.

    "These things are fun until you actually buy them."

    "Exactly, you wouldn''t be satisfied with buying it"

    "But over time, the freshness fades and becomes commonplace."

    Just a little, sad.

    "But it''ll be a pretty good forehead, won''t it? Aren''t you excited about this big shopping trip in a long time?

    "It''s your old man''s personal property, weigh yourself down"

    "No, actually, I''m looking forward to it."

    Speaking vigorously to shake off his grief, he couldn''t even describe himself as the husbands who had a family but tried to throw a lot of money into their hobbies.

    From that point of view, the advantages that can be purchased at cost because of the least expensive demonization costs are also not very comforting.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash"

    There, a Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) appeared without any foretaste.

    "Is it Dal-Lukash? What''s going on?

    "I''ve kept a message from the Rock Titans'' orders."

    Exile moves and reacts to the words with a tingling eyebrow.

    "that a group of some rock giants are trying to cross the border"

    "Thank you, Dal-Lukash. Old man, on Moment Move (Teleport)..."

    "No."

    Exile single-handedly controlled the yut that was likely to pop up now.

    "You don''t have to come all the way to Yut. The horse will do the same."

    "But..."

    "There doesn''t seem to be any urgency. And yet you rush, and you are seen lightly."

    I came on my own, so I told him I should just keep him waiting, and Exile takes a seat. Yut had no choice but to shut up and drop off Larsia''s hindsight accompanying him as a matter of course.

    "What, the old man is the most aristocratic...... no, you sound like a ruler"

    In fact, he''s also the chief of the rock giant, so maybe that''s natural.

    While I thought so, I was an uninterrupted yuut from the gap in my image.

 363 7. Yuts Job (Previous)

    "Well, work."

    Exile and Larsia, who went to see what was going on in the realm, were also gone, and only Yut and Dal-Lukash remained in the room.

    Fox-framed Dade glasses in hard, emotionally invisible eyes. And Dimensional Dragons (Kronos Dragons) wearing costumes that materialize energy are the same.

    Even assuming Yut becomes a real god and browses for a long time, Dal-Lukash will remain the same.

    That was quite a fascinating forecast for the future.

    With that in mind, did you even think that you didn''t want to work? Dimensional dragons opened their mouths to the ground.

    "No problem. I won''t give you a trial you can''t do."

    "Was it a trial?"

    I didn''t hate it, but when they say that, I feel like a pull. Who the hell is this trial from?

    But I haven''t been on Valtrude''s invitation since the beginning, if to that extent I renounce my obligations.

    If anything, a Message spell would fly from Larsia, and Yut, who changed his mood, gained momentum.

    Then travel with Dal-Lukash to the office.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, Valtrude Istas is not in the office because he has meetings with envoys from neighbouring countries"

    "That''s your first ear. Chronica, from the Divine Kingdom? By who?"

    "Bishop Gilrond"

    "Oh, that guy. Am I good?

    "Just a tribute. Both Acorn Miki and Claude Laker are present."

    "Well, that doesn''t seem like a problem"

    For the most part, would it be a far-flung complaint about shaking off an event in Lutetia, Kanto, and an invitation to do so again?

    To that extent, no problem.

    It doesn''t go to Valtrude such as distant complaints, and if she doesn''t like the ceremony no less than she does, she shouldn''t shake her head easily.

    "Well, shall I do my job"

    When that''s over, let me talk about the crude oil deal.

    That''s what I thought. I got into the valiant office. Yut was overwhelmed by the paperwork loaded on my desk - but I didn''t.

    Because the documents were in boxes classified and placed on the floor.

    "Urgent, important, normal, settlement, reporting¡­"

    Needless to say, it would be urgent or important. Fortunately, the number is not too high. However, by Yut''s standards.

    The settlement has been processed by Claude and other clerks and requires only a signature of confirmation. The report should be read through.

    The paperwork for the ruling is less than I thought because Valtrude is now also willing to cooperate. Instead, or for what was absent, the documents classified in the report were quite stacked.

    King Alsace looks difficult, an amount that even Chancellor Dieter Shakel is likely to sigh.

    "Zhu Yan did his best to achieve this."

    Though my head drips naturally in gratitude, naturally, behind me.

    But I''m ready to intercept.

    "Learning"

    A first staircase theoretical spell that remembers the contents of a book read during effect time. It is not a photographic memory like that of Nice, the black witch who fits into the librarian of the Knowledge God, but can grasp its contents without exception.

    It is also a spell used to memorize the laws of the Rotosilt kingdom when starting territorial management.

    Its effect extends, of course, to documents not spelled out as books.

    Grasp the contents at the speed of fast reading while reading through the letters with a slightly glowing fingertip due to the effect of "Learning". It only took about half an hour to finish reading the urgent and important documents.

    After grasping the contents, the process is carried out sequentially.

    I am not lost in judgment, nor is the processing speed unusual.

    If King Alsace sees it, he will send a surprise and envy, and if Chancellor Dieter Shakel is there, he will immediately try to set up in his own cauldron.

    Although using backgammon, that was not the only reason for the processing speed.

    I hadn''t told anyone, but I also felt like I was adding to Verga''s Hypnos experience of being imprisoned and even deputy prime minister in the Verga Empire.

    I can say it''s like sleep learning, but I don''t feel good about the past coming after me that I want to forget.

    Shake off that thought, and concentrate even more. At some point, I didn''t even realize that Dal-Lukash had disappeared.

    With regard to the issue of the biased gender ratio in the pioneering villages of former slaves rescued from the Verga Empire, which was given as an important project, after checking the ratio of villages in the territory, instruct the village chiefs to consult with them as well.

    Likewise, for the request to increase carriage railway flights for important projects, we brought in some clocks from Earth to deploy them to determine the exact time required before putting them on hold.

    In addition, what is normally assumed is the estimation of documents compiling budgets, tax revenues, etc. I will use my cell phone calculator to process that, but again, I might as well bring the calculator in from Earth in the future.

    - We cleaned up the situation, and before noon we could afford to read the report''s documents slowly.

    Cagra silently brewed coffee in one hand, the first thing I looked through was a report from Tertione.

    Basic education, such as reading, writing, and calculations in primary education institutions, must be in good order. This is because he is motivated by the fact that he is paying the opposite by going to school, praising Yut''s measures.

    "Oh, you got a dick."

    However, that adequate education takes time and that even though it is elementary, it still does not lead to the mastery of scientific spells. It therefore calls for expansion that education should be provided quickly and widely.

    Yut was right on reading. It''s in the elves. It''s seriously short of temper.

    "By spring, we will try to gather students by laying a carriage railroad in the village. So the master should talk to Dean Mel to get more teachers"

    Yes, I acknowledge the reply and return it unscrupulously.

    The next report comes from the Library of Knowledge God.

    About half of Vainamarinen''s books have been restored. At the same time, rumors appear to have spread, not only from within but also from outside the country, mages (wizards), sages. And the Priest of the Knowledge God (Priest) is gathering.

    So I was bound to buy books from different worlds as soon as possible.

    "It''s more of a box of demands than a report, isn''t it, this? Oh, speaking of requests, is there a demand when you install something like an indicative box? No, isn''t there a lot of people who can write that many letters?

    In the meantime, I''ll put it on my mind''s note trying to talk to Claude.

    This is how I get more work, but I can''t help but think of something. If it were my own territory, I would have made it ''proportionate'', but it''s no other Valtrude land. I want to do everything I can.

    "Master Yut."

    "Hmm?"

    Kagra speaks out about when he was approaching the house slayer who renews his determination.

    Yut''s eyes raised from the paperwork at hand showed a Japanese samurai with a slightly sorry look on her face. I do my job better than I first thought, and I have to be a human resource.

    "Master Regina wants to see you"

    "Oh. I don''t mind if I do now."

    "Okay, I''ll show you"

    Yes, I bowed my head. Kagra came back with Regina, but that was considerably quicker than Yut expected. Maybe he was waiting nearby.

    "Thank you for taking the time"

    "If it''s for Regina, I''ll make as much time as I want."

    Yut says in a straight face as he moves to the sofa for the reception.

    To clean it up with a social dictionary, a voice with a large amount of genuine ingredients. Besides, Kagra as well as Regina stops moving.

    Would lettering the mood of the two of us mean that unintentional strikes are sloppy?

    "Uh. So, what''s the story?

    Perhaps he was pulled too clear at dawn, and Yuut, reflecting on the exact opposite, cuts out the story to deceive.

    But Regina, who dyed her cheeks a little, can''t react right away. Breathe deeply to calm your heart as you grab the hem of a piece depicting a pattern that designs the plant.

    "This is about the sale of the weapon you were asking for."

    "Oh......"

    Not to say that it is the weapon that Larsia has captured from the castle of the Unslain Sword Demon... but Yut enters a listening attitude.

    "It is via Folio-Farina, but we were able to cross with some of the forces of the Verga Empire. Not everything, but it looks like it could flush quite a bit"

    "That''s great"

    Good and evil.

    Even though the nature of the creed is different, supplies will always be needed beyond being the same organism. Then it makes sense that the merchant who deals with it will be the bridge that connects the two sides. Even if the bridge is made of gold, it will not be degrading.

    "Apparently, there was confusion in some forces, and negotiations came together faster and more expensively than expected"

    That''s what I said, Regina, who submits a written breakdown.

    But while Yut received it, he was thinking of something else.

    King of the races in the face of trouble.

    Is that possibly about the ¡°pale¡± Azur Srl who ate a handached tail back at Emperor Turtle Archeron? Or are you referring to Bergler, a ¡°wandering warrior¡± who was seriously injured, citing bombardment from above his home base?

    Both are indispensable for motives for seeking weapons.

    (That''s the merchant of any death...)

    But I didn''t do it for you.

    Besides, if I hadn''t been involved in the Archeron thing, there would have been a big incident, and I''ve been setting it up from the other side when it comes to Burgler.

    (That''s coincidence, coincidence)

    Justify yourself so and turn your gaze and consciousness to writing again.

    I haven''t been able to cash in yet just because my forehead is, and in some cases it will be closer to barter, but it''s pretty good as a temporary income.

    Profits go up to tens of thousands of gold coins, except for necessary expenses and legitimate brokerage fees earned by the reginas.

    Yes. Compared to my income as an adventurer, it''s only pretty good.

    Still, it must be income, and Yut and Valtrude''s share goes straight to the vault of the Marquis Istas family. Exile''s share will be part of the funding to renovate the equipment.

    Even a few thousand gold coins can only be part of it.

    Something seemed wrong, but only Yut''s people had a paralyzed feeling that it was something like that.

    "Thank you. Despite the impossibility, it helped me to do it perfectly"

    "No, we made money on this one too. We''ve got a new edge."

    Regina closes when it was a deal that nobody loses.

    But soon the look clouded.

    "It''s a different story from this one..."

    "What?

    "In fact, the commercial guild of Wang Du had asked me to mediate in the Marquis House of Istas. I want you to meet me right now, and a representative has been staying in the city of Falve for a while."

    "It is"

    I can''t even say no, but it''s not going to be pleasant.

    I''m sorry to put that story in my ear. It was Regina, but I''m not a yuut who cares about that.

    Rather than being interesting, Yut raised his mouth angle wondering if something was coming.

 364 8. Job of Yut (after)

    Sejour, the king''s capital, reigns, is at the same time the largest city in the Rotosilt kingdom. If it becomes a commercial guild that cows its economic activity, its size and power outweigh the ranking aristocracy.

    However, the commercial guild was not an official name. No, more precisely, there is no organization in Sejour that becomes a commercial guild.

    When the Wang capital was built - that is, when the Rotosilt kingdom was founded - there were nine merchants who made a significant contribution.

    King Wayne I allowed commercial activity in the King''s capital by granting a direct licence to meet his contribution.

    Since then, in Sejour, nine major chambers of commerce have been granted direct King''s authorization from generation to generation, literally cowing business deals instead of paying huge sums of money. If they did too much, they would receive intervention from the administration, but they were maximizing their profits on that critical line.

    I mean, there''s not a huge organization called Commercial Guild. The meetings that the Grand Chamber meets regularly to coordinate its interests - which we simply call stopovers - were sometime settled with exclusive commercial unions (guilds).

    The name also says it represents the body, but it continues to be called a commercial guild, even though it is not an official name, probably because the reality equals a trade union.

    In fact, by holding back the commerce and distribution of Wangdu, it has also had a significant impact on the various cities in the country.

    Except for this falve and its surroundings.

    "A representative of that commercial guild..."

    "Probably, no, definitely something that''s been watching the development of Falv and Marquis Istas"

    Regina revealed her worries and at the same time showed anger.

    For her, too, I have the pride of contributing to this remarkable development. You can''t be favorable to that attitude of jumping forward.

    The feeling also passes to Yut and warms up around her chest.

    A city I made because I needed it (Falve). A territory I tried to develop for whomever I wanted.

    The trigger is simple but impure. But that''s not all. Even if you''re going to spend your whole life, you won''t have any regrets.

    So I was glad Regina was as angry with me as she was with me.

    If so, we must respond as we deserve.

    "I used to think I could raise my share a little bit..."

    Falv''s period of erection - though not many years ago - coincides with just when damage was being done to the Wang capital by the castle of the Black Demon. Therefore, the nine major merchants also cut to the Wang capital.

    I couldn''t even afford to intervene in Falve. Maybe he thought he''d ask for help even if he kept his mouth shut.

    But the reality is different.

    It has developed independently without the appearance of nine major merchants. From them, the computational difference would also be a good place.

    In doing so, a specialty called Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) emerged from the territory of the Count of Istas at the time, and the Istas Marquis itself became part of the great nobility that King Alsace could hardly say he trusted the most.

    It would also be natural to want to come on board directly.

    "In the meantime, I''ll see you"

    "I''m sure you can''t ignore it either. I understand. I''ll see you later..."

    "No, I''m sorry, but tell him ''I''ll see you now''"

    "You mean all at once, without giving you time to prepare?

    "I don''t mean to. Bad listening."

    "I think it was sudden when I was there."

    "It''s... I''m sorry"

    Remember the first time we met, and the two smile.

    Now it''s a nostalgic and pleasant memory.

    "Oh, yeah. May I have Mr. Regina present as well? On this side."

    "I don''t mind that..."

    "Point me out if there''s a difference in my perception."

    To Yut''s words, Regina modestly. But nod firmly.

    "Mr. Kagra, get in touch with Regina''s people and give a message to the representatives of the commercial guild." I''ll see you now, "he said."

    "Yes, sir."

    Yut, who graciously dropped off the dragon man (Draconut) leaving the office, returns his gaze to Regina again.

    "Well, I''m sorry, but next door, please"

    "Ha-ha!?"

    "Huh?

    "No, nothing"

    Extraordinary, but I was entrusted with the assistant to the housekeeper. Sitting next to you is a natural story without having to think about it.

    I have no other intention.

    I want it to be, but... the clutter shook off, and Regina sat next to Yut.

    Free up the subtleties.

    I don''t know if that was a good idea, but I got my normal mind back - maybe I just reset it beyond my tolerance - and Regina, as an assistant, will pass on the information.

    "It is Ludiger Hausa who is asking to meet in the name of a representative of a commercial guild. One of the Nine Chambers of Commerce, heir to the House Chamber of Commerce."

    "Pretty big guy."

    That''s true, but it just sounds disgusting when Yut says he has saved the world many times.

    But Regina also understands that you can''t possibly say that, so she returns the nod of consent.

    "The House Chamber of Commerce is famous for its'' hard ''commerce, even in commercial guilds. There is no speculative business, with architecture and arms trafficking as pillars. Of course, that''s not all."

    "Doesn''t that mean I represented such a successor to the Hauser Chamber of Commerce mean I''m not very impotent?

    "No, that''s what Mr. Leudiger..."

    Regina says she still has no track record of hiding behind her father. He said the line in his mid-twenties was a thin, but fluffy, beautiful man.

    "But I wasn''t very fond of it. Come on, you look lightweight. No, it might be more appropriate to say that you''re hiding your true intentions with sheer lightness."

    "Really..."

    I know it''s more true than Regina says it is, but their opponent is also a commercial guild of Haiqian Mountain Thousand. I don''t even think I''d bother putting the incompetent to use.

    No way, you''re still looking at this one lightly.

    "Well, I guess I''ll just have to see how they come out first...... It depends on the person''s request."

    "Yeah. This one doesn''t have to be forced to summarize the story"

    I don''t mean to be mighty, but I don''t have any trouble ending up in a farewell.

    That makes me feel better.

    The moment Yut closed his eyes and exhaled loudly, and Regina was looking at its side, the office door was knocked.

    "Go ahead."

    In response to Yut, who in an instant transformed the tension sparingly, Kagra brings one man into the office.

    This is Yut Amaxa, the house of the Marquis Istas.

    "I''m Ludiger Hausa from the Hausa Chamber of Commerce. Today, I welcome you as a representative of the Nine Great Chambers of Commerce in Wangdu."

    "Go ahead."

    The first encounter while shaking hands did not particularly impress Yut.

    Hilarious clothes were sprinkled and if I hadn''t heard they were merchants, I might have misunderstood them as bards (birds). I feel intelligent and spare in my standing behavior, and my first impression goes well with my neat appearance.

    But that''s all for now.

    There''s nowhere beyond Regina''s person reviews.

    "Can I ask you something quickly?"

    Regina and Ludiger, seated on the couch, exchanged meetings, and Yut cut out as Kagra prepared herbalities for the number of people to exit.

    "Ha. Sounds like a candid character."

    R¨¹diger Hausa regained his pace by pinching an extra word against Yuut, who had cut in without foreboding or socializing.

    And make a serious face and convey the demands.

    "We are now making a leasehold in the Marquis of Istas within the Kingdom of the Chronica - I would like to enter the city of Rotonia"

    "Is that because the House Chamber of Commerce?

    "As I already told you. I came as a representative of the Nine Chambers of Commerce."

    I don''t go into Falv or anything.

    I''m telling you I won''t get my hands on your vested interests...

    "Fine."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "However, in the case of the Chamber of Commerce, which has its base outside its territory, it plans to impose considerable customs duties if it is to be taken out to other lands, such as Wang Capital."

    "... ha. Of course."

    Wave flickering, looking up to heaven.

    Rather than what I expected, I seemed to know from the beginning that I couldn''t.

    "The Nine Chambers of Commerce, Yut... Were you planning just a ride to the foundation set up by the Marquis Istas?

    Regina''s gaze and words are daunting. When a beauty like her was seriously angry, it was pretty compelling.

    R¨¹diger''s demand is that goods be purchased from the Kingdom of the Chronica God without customs duties, and that the Marquis Territory of Istas be transported by carriage railway and sold outside it. Of course, you should be thinking the other way around.

    The expression "just ride" is candid but accurate.

    However, it was only the Marquis Istas family that got it in order. It also makes sense that Regina is not an angry person.

    "I don''t think we''re talking about the Nieves Chamber of Commerce or annoying Hardenturm?

    "Seriously, are you saying?

    "In the first place, I don''t have to wonder if you''re present at this meeting."

    "I asked her to let me stay. If we need a public position, shall we appoint you here now?

    To Yut''s words, R¨¹diger surrendered with his hands up.

    And make excuses in a way that goes away.

    "Don''t look so scared. It wasn''t my idea."

    "That kind of dialogue should be said if the person behind you takes responsibility"

    "Hey, this is tough"

    Rub herbal tea and then say ludiger stubbornly.

    Even with Regina''s sharp accusations, she doesn''t seem to be responding at all.

    (Aren''t you willing to negotiate?

    Impossible doubt.

    But I just think so.

    To explore sincerity, now cut a hand tag from Yut.

    "So, are we done here?

    "Well, you''re in trouble."

    "Then instead, would you also put it out in branches in Falve or Hardenturm?

    "Can you forgive me?

    "If I told you I didn''t like it, would you give up?

    "Ha, ha. Of course, I would like to say that there is nothing I can do to negotiate..."

    Ludiger flew the white flag without even negotiating.

    And talk out how pointless the commercial guild''s possible countermeasures of pre-thinking are.

    To a sudden development, Regina can''t hide her surprise either.

    "Even if we don''t wholesale supplies to you, there are other paths with the Kingdom of the Chronica in Folio-Farina. Conversely, we just don''t get Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) products, which makes no sense. What am I supposed to do?"

    "So would you even send it as a bribe?

    "Will you take it?

    "Unexpectedly, if anything you are likely to receive"

    "Hey, that''s a tough one."

    I shrugged my shoulders and drank all the herbal tea.

    "So what do you do?

    "This is the only way I can ask you to do it"

    When he suddenly wondered if he had a serious look, R¨¹diger rose from the couch and rubbed his head against the floor the next moment.

    "Please, could you please consider it with generosity"

    A dungeon made by a large adult.

    But Yut finds no value in such an act.

    Understandably, there were no other bills to cut.

    But this is blackmail.

    We''ve done this, so if you don''t admit our demands, you''ll be the bad guy. Plus, it''s free.

    (Why choose such a simple means?

    I don''t think we''re trying to wrap up the negotiations.

    I don''t even think I''m telling you everything.

    It''s like...

    (Seems like he wants to take responsibility)

    Neither is the slight attitude of the merchants to nobility.

    "Mr. Regina."

    "Yeah...... I think so."

    Cross your gaze with Regina, who sits next to you - the lady husband of the Chamber of Commerce - as if you were going to do an answer match.

    (From the beginning, he knew it was an impossible request. However, the perception is not shared with the Nine Chambers of Commerce. That''s why I became a messenger myself and moved flashly to a negotiated breakdown)

    To converge responsibility on one''s own.

    With that in mind, I can also explain why I visited this place without taking one of the offerings.

    At the same time, he even showed that he was prepared to die in the worst case and was pressing for a decision. The reopened man is strong.

    "Dear Amaxa, I have one suggestion to make"

    How to set a drop point.

    To Yut, who started the idea, Regina, who had settled in correctly, quietly asks permission to speak.

    "Let me hear it"

    "How about entrusting this person with Vermilio''s activities in the King''s Capital?"

    Vermilio.

    Fashion brand launched by Acorn and Regina. Entering the Wang capital was only a matter of time, but there were some difficult aspects to reality.

    If that can be solved, it should be welcomed......

    "... may I ask why?

    "Ms Ludiger thinks differently than the policies of the Nine Chambers of Commerce, in addition to her parents'' Hauser Chamber of Commerce. No, it seemed the opposite."

    "So you think you can pull through?

    "Yes."

    "But aren''t we in danger of divulging Vermillion''s trade secrets?

    "None."

    My treatment will be decided while I sit in the ground.

    What does R¨¹diger think of that? I don''t know in my current state. Rather, neither Yut nor Regina seem to care.

    "Why?

    "No one thinks about turning Mr. Yut over and betraying him"

    "I want to argue, but I can''t argue..."

    The hero who saved the world, the kingdom of Rotosilt.

    Achieving the Fermina Divine Exploration Row (Quest) will not be distant.

    Now, if you touch reverse scales, you may find yourself in a worrisome manner, such as the Baldur Borderline House.

    More importantly, I also congratulate King Alsace and Queen Eudit on their memory.

    R¨¹diger Hausa, too, won''t know everything about it, but if he does, Regina will be right.

    "Um. Mind if I raise my head?

    "Oh, I forgot"

    "Terrible......"

    I don''t know if that''s an act, but I head back to the couch with a broken bareback.

    "I appreciate the story, but how do you get the store when business in Wangdu is the exclusive state of the Nine Chambers of Commerce?"

    "Congratulations, Vermilio is the tenth authorized chamber of commerce and its representative is you"

    In fact, it was also beneficial on the part of the Kingdom to keep commercial activity in the monopoly of the Nine Chambers of Commerce.

    That''s a huge advance that comes in even in silence. It was most efficient for the administration to leave it to itself, rather than failing to properly tax commercial activities - not to understand commerce.

    But maybe the time has come to change.

    "Huh? No, it''s lame, you!

    "Business without competition will just rot."

    "That''s right...... Seriously, what is it?

    "You''re serious, aren''t you, Regina?"

    "Yes."

    "No, sir."

    "Wait a minute!

    There is nothing more to fix or honor the nobility, and I try to stop the flow by sticking my hands out.

    How is it that the Nine Chambers of Commerce, in retaliation for their unscrupulous demands, are supposed to come to negotiate with the Nine Chambers of Commerce, above all with the lifeblood of their parents not to be harmed?

    I don''t know why. I really don''t know why.

    "If you''ll take it, of course you won''t do anything to the Nine Chambers of Commerce."

    "Already, I''ve been, haven''t I? Like betraying my father..."

    Still watching Leudiger start calculating, plus a push.

    "Well, if you want to report a failed backdrop and go back to the Chamber of Commerce and continue doing the same business for a thousand years, that''s fine."

    It''s the devil''s invitation.

    "And I''m not proud of you, but my fianc¨¦e''s doing it, Vermilio, to Her Royal Highness the Queen."

    "... ok"

    Not only the Marquis Istas, but also the royal family can be the back shield.

    R¨¹diger Hausa. He, too, is still young. Ambitious, too. And rebellion against the father. And a vision of my own business.

    That much said, there was no way I could say no.

    "Well, Mr. Regina scouted because he''s competent, and I think he''s confident and good. So can I leave the details to you?

    "I''ll take care of it"

    Regina smiled and undertook.

    Meanwhile, Ludiger sitting in its front has a distressed look on his face.

    "By the way, if I were judged to be an incompetent person, what would have happened?

    "Nothing, for once"

    Yut is not free, nor does he want to make enemies.

    That was sincere, but the interpretation is for each person.

    "As for the second time, it sounds better not to ask. Ha..."

    Enlargement and permanence is a merchant''s petition.

    But it also depends on time, place and purpose.

    More importantly, to the other person as well.

    R¨¹diger Hausa, as you should have known, came to think of it again.

 365 9. Valtrude also works

    Despite the day after returning from the heavenly world, the executives of the Marquis Istas had begun to move vigorously with adventurous vitality.

    Alcia moved to the Truss-Sink Temple to work there.

    Jonah went to school a while back.

    Exile and Larsia are on the ground to confirm any territorial variations.

    Yut''s trend, needless to say.

    In that state, it is unlikely that Valtrude, the lord, is playing¡­ etc.

    The operation of the Temple of Helenonia is left to Alana North Tin - the task of the Temple of Helenonia is to turn around without the temple head - Valtrude was visiting the pedestal of God.

    To carry out diplomacy with the apostle from the Kingdom of the Chronica God - Bishop Gilronto - who was sent as a thank-you for his cooperation with this Murgush event.

    In the vicinity of Falve, on a literally placed island, there exists an institution of God-derived origin, the tomb of the goddess of death and witchcraft, chosen as a place of conversation.

    Once, in the same Shia (Azumaya) where Yut and Arsia met with Seneca II, the two face each other.

    The Cronican Divine Kingdom side has one Elf bishop, while the Istas Marquis family is also present in Acorn. Old Claude, the clerk - head of the office - also refrained behind it.

    "Thank you again for your great cooperation."

    "We had a situation here, too. Don''t thank me."

    Let Bishop Gilronto raise his head by saying extraordinarily that it was for his fellow man, Alcia, who rewrote the existence of God.

    "As such, I would ask His Majesty to tell you as well"

    Acorn, present, opened his eyes to Valtrude''s magnificent response. When I welcomed Prince Alsace to Falve at the time, I was very clear.

    As a result, I forced that unnaturalness through with the beauty of its appearance - as the great army stomped its enemies - but now it''s really natural.

    Even if it is somewhat disrespectful language than trying to be weirdly polite, it makes a better impression to treat it with the attitude that it is natural.

    It''s just that if you let Acorn tell you...

    (Beauty gets, doesn''t it)

    - That means, because beauty is out of standard, too. No one else can imitate it.

    "Your words are good, but then the people are not convinced."

    The bishop of Elf, who boasts a wealth of experience as an outsider, also said what he still had to say while being pressured by the glowing beauty of Valtrude.

    "Will you please come again to Lutetia, the capital of God, and respond to the cheers of the people?"

    "Hmm..."

    I have a sense that I did something big.

    But is that such a pleasure from seemingly unrelated people? I don''t understand it there.

    A contemplating Valtrude unconsciously touched the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight) beside him.

    It shouldn''t be possible by nature to bring weapons into a meeting place, but nobody says anything. Of course it is natural and natural for this Cathedral Knight (Paladin) to place the sword of love beside him.

    But maybe it has something to do with the fact that Valtrude''s divine power engraving was overturned by this heavenly mounted sword.

    Above the grid, the Heavenly Mounted Sword surpassed any weapon in the world. It can even be said that it is no longer just a sword, but an outstanding treasure in the forces of good.

    Of course, there''s very little to know about it, but the fact that you''re feeling unconscious can be a good enough story.

    A symbol of pride for Valtrude, though a divine power engraving that Yut had concerns about.

    I don''t want to be a god, but after my training and adventure, I approached that realm like I was found right in what I did.

    It can''t even seem neglected.

    So I don''t have to worry about Yut extra either and I just want him to be proud......

    "With all due respect, we have no followers of Master Fermina here. If so, wouldn''t it be more pleasing to be shown Seneca''s face?

    On behalf of Valtrude, who has gone into long thinking, Acorn gives his opinion.

    A smile worthy of calling a lady to a verbal summons of her experience at a tea party with Eudit. Behavior that may be perceived as extra mouth, but unnaturalness is free of shards.

    The word beauty gains also applies to acorns.

    "Terrible. Fermina God named her and praised her for her quest. It doesn''t matter which god you believe in."

    It was, in all seriousness, even before the building.

    Anyway, Bishop Gilronto, the messenger himself, is not a follower of the solar god Fermina. He is the bishop of Nerla, goddess of the moon, who exchanges it against it, and the non-negotiator of Nerkut, the capital of rest.

    To be clear, it is out of jurisdiction.

    Still, he was dispatched because he was packing in Rotonia and geographically closest, except for Seneca II himself, who is the person most closely associated with the Marquis Istas family in the Kingdom of the Chronica God.

    Don''t be afraid of misunderstandings, frankly, there''s no one else to rely on.

    "I understand you were worried about leaving the realm empty, but it was unfortunate to be back soon - and His Majesty the King of God said,"

    "I don''t know, I don''t have people to replace me."

    "I would now like to formally invite you once again"

    I will say nothing more about my return to my territory so that I may flee shortly after my return.

    So I''ll make sure you attend the next ceremony I''ll do instead.

    Bishop Gilronto says so far away.

    "I don''t know if it''s convenient, so it''s hard to reply."

    Naturally, however, such rhetoric does not apply to Valtrude. I don''t know if I''m free or not, so I reply.

    Bishop Gilronto''s temple moves in response to his lack of body, lid and motivation.

    The look said it was harder to do than yut if you did poorly.

    "I would like to confirm this with you."

    Cracked in there was Claude Laker, the only person in the Marquis of Istas who presides over ''common sense''.

    A harsh old man takes a step forward to confirm his husband''s intentions.

    "Is it not necessary to issue a letter to the King''s Capital and obtain permission from His Majesty Alsace? If so, we must prepare for it."

    There is no provision in national law for foreign visits by lords. This is because we do not envisage an existence that can be easily moved around like the Yuts.

    This time, however, it is an invitation as a hero who has accomplished the exploratory row of the Sun God with the Divine King. It was different than just visiting a foreign country.

    "Right. You''d better do that."

    Valtrude nodded lightly, if Claude were to say so.

    "Then I''ll be in charge of contacting Wang Du."

    "Yes, sir."

    "- So as soon as we get a response, we''ll get back to you"

    "... right. This one, too, will be prepared by His Majesty the King of God."

    Bishop Gilronto unconsciously shrugs the sacred mark of his chest in the wake of the blatant postponement of Acorn. When this one was properly prepared, a compromise was reached.

    Up to this point, it unfolds as Yut expected.

    "Then there''s one more thing, I''m keeping my request"

    But I didn''t imagine the other one.

    "This is a request from Archbishop Regnum of Regrax, who wants us to rent the training ground of God of Power to hold an archdeacon of martial arts"

    "The Great Martial Arts Society!

    Hearing that fascinating phrase - if you''re a common woman, it''s equivalent to something sweet or something nice - Valtrude shines her eyes like a child.

    "Is it okay to use the Heavenly Mounted Sword instead of using it until the divine power liberation (purge)... Hmm. First of all, rulemaking...?

    Completely, I was going to compete.

    "Does that mean it''s not like a rivalry against this one, just renting a place and the Regrax folks fighting?

    Acorn, who sees no longer in use, immediately stands on the arrow of negotiations. It may be an act of transcendence, but I can''t help it all.

    "Perhaps so."

    The bishop of the elf, surprised by too much eating, also set the negotiator to acorn.

    "In Regrax, the martial arts club used to flourish."

    "I guess so..."

    I only know what Yut told me, but based on the characteristics of that city, it''s weirder not to do it.

    Yeah, that''s crazy.

    "Once upon a time, was it?

    "Yes."

    To Acorn''s question, Bishop Gilront answers with a distant eye.

    "But gradually the content escalated, and the dead continued,"

    "Ha... But even though there''s a healing spell, isn''t there going to be some kind of accident?

    Acorn also knows that in boxing matches, rarely, but the dead come out. Given that, isn''t there some aspect of it that there''s no choice in the Brewers?

    Of course it is important to take safety into account......

    But Gilront closes his eyes and shakes his head quietly.

    "Battle Royal in a ring with duels in cages that unleashed beasts, matches on ropes connected between towers, pitfalls and other traps. There''s no way there''s no dead people out there."

    "I''ve only seen it in cartoons..."

    "It seemed that way, so I bought Regra God''s wrath. As a result, healthy sports flourished, as they do now."

    Now it was Acorn''s turn to close his eyes and shake his head quietly.

    "Sound?"

    "Sound."

    "Sports?"

    It''s a sport.

    If we don''t do that, we''re not going to be able to talk about it.

    "In that regard, I thought that God of Power''s training ground (over there) would be fine as long as it wasn''t so impotent..."

    "Of course, the Archbishop has promised not to play an insane game"

    "I guess you don''t mind if I lend you a place..."

    Given the danger of this one going wild, it''s hard to answer instantly.

    "Right. I don''t know how Exile or Jonah will work. In a different way, so is Larsia."

    "Huh? Val?

    Acorn does not succeed in two sentences to the comment that sometime brought the resurrected Valtrude himself up on the shelf.

    "Bishop Gilront, isn''t there a deadline on this matter?

    "Yes. It''s just a request - please"

    "Then I will also consult with the housekeeper. As far as I''m concerned, I''d love to, but I can''t give you an instant answer."

    "Let''s tell him so."

    Reasonable conclusions at this stage.

    That''s delightful, but uncomfortable.

    Acorn glanced inexorably at Valtrude''s face sitting next to him.

    "Hey, what?

    "No, because the response is decent. What are you going to do?"

    "Nothing like this."

    I turn my back because I don''t have any suspicious muscles, but the pursuit of acorns doesn''t slow down. Grab my shoulder and pull back here.

    "What about that heart?

    "Worst case scenario, I don''t think you can play my game with the winner."

    A cathedral knight who does not lie confesses lightly.

    Conversely, Acorn was relieved.

    To the extent of such an existential match, there would be no problem.

    "Oh, you''re to that extent. I''m relieved."

    "What kind of person am I supposed to be...?

    The answer to that crush - wisely - did not exist.

 366 1. At the end of the day

    "It''s been a long day."

    "Oh, I guess I can do a lot of things."

    "Didn''t the stuff I had accumulated while I was away flood out all at once?

    "I can tell you from the beginning that this will be compassionate."

    Night.

    Looking up, there''s a starry sky that''s different, but familiar, to Earth.

    Sometimes expressed in terms of the number of stars you can see that the air is beautiful and the environment is good, but certainly, the starry sky you can see from here is exceptional.

    However, I can''t say how it compares to Earth because I haven''t lived like a stargazing starry sky from time to time. There must be a good place and a romance for both.

    "But I didn''t expect a challenger to Exile to visit like a mountain on the day of the martial arts tournament proposal. It must be God''s dispensation."

    "Actually, we look like gods too."

    Yut and Valtrude were leaving the castle fortress in Falve to visit the hot spring facility near Hardenturm.

    Two people exchanging words, soaking in an open-air bath.

    Yut stirs the water in a breaststroke like motion without meaning, creating ripples on the surface of the water.

    Valtrude, sitting in the staircase and only in the water in his lower body, looked at it funny.

    Under the starlight, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia sparingly exposes herself to an unbridled appearance. No, you''re only exposed to your loved ones. That won''t change forever.

    The golden thread-like hair tied together without getting wet reflects the starlight and creates a fantastic sight.

    From the nod, shoulders. And the chest-to-hips line, which draws some kind of curve, must be difficult to reproduce even the goddess of beauty and art.

    Smudgeless, fresh, snowy skin sprinkles with water and shows off only to her husband, who loves a beautiful and demonic luster in hot smoke.

    The perfect shape was there.

    "Does that mean we should host"

    I''m kidding, but I''m totally serious.

    To Yut, I know because I''m Yut.

    There was a proposal from Regrax for a martial arts tournament, but it also meant that sooner or later, someone would have said that it would be held.

    "But I don''t have the benefit of taking it this way,"

    In front of his wife, arguably the finished form of beauty, Yut, who monopolized it, looked up at the starry sky without looking directly at it.

    The reason is extremely simple. If we don''t, we can''t talk like this.

    "I wouldn''t be talking about the damage"

    "Is that a matter of pride?

    "Exactly"

    "I believe in old men, too."

    The Rock Titans (Jarloot) appeared on the realm. The reason they went for the Marquis d ''Istas in large numbers was something extremely simple like them, though I didn''t even anticipate it.

    From Nemsak, the rock giant race god "Silver Climber," a divine commission was sent down to the chiefs of each tribe.

    A rock giant named Exile will raise martial arts comparable to divine killing. He that remembereth in his arms shall not challenge him.

    And if he leaves all the challengers, I will admit and bless the Great Sheikh.

    If you translate that plainly, there''s a strong man called Exile, so fight him. If he loses, it means he''s under his command.

    Strong guy is great.

    Actually, it''s easy to understand.

    Moreover, from the time they came to the realm, it seemed that they had sent down their divinity at a stage before they fought the Murgush God.

    The sooner the better, the better.

    And then, I really like Exile.

    If Larsia hadn''t stopped, the brawl would have started on the spot. Although we managed to accommodate the Knights of the Rock Giants in the garrison, we can''t stay put forever.

    "That''s right. Exile is not a problem. Besides, isn''t Nemsak God saying anything about losing?"

    "No, I''m telling you."

    "... say something strange"

    Grabbing her shoulders to the water again, keeping her face closer together, Valtrude tries to ask Yut''s sincerity. At the same time that I was used to seeing it, a cheerful beauty that I never tired of seeing approached me and took a lot of hard work to endure hugging me.

    He said, "You don''t have to get that close. Explain properly."

    Neither can her claims be said to be mistakes.

    Except for the fact that the interpretation is too honest.

    "An old man who has left all challengers will be a great chief"

    "Exactly"

    "If so, if you beat an old man, it''s not weird that he''s a great chief"

    "Well, yeah."

    If you say so much, you can also see the painting presented by Yut in Valtrude.

    "In case. Almost impossible, but you don''t know how the Exile will be treated depending on the winner''s intentions"

    "Oh. Worst case scenario, I might be pulled away from the Marquis Istas."

    "Mmm..."

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, who simmered the air into her mouth with dissatisfaction, swells her cheeks full and sinks into the hot spring to half her face.

    Yut continued, poking at his adorable wife''s cheek like that.

    "Well, there''s the problem of distance, and I guess not everyone got together. In the meantime, I''ll let you take your time. I''m gonna have to ask you to stay out of this for a while."

    "So, can''t you be dissatisfied?

    "We''ll just have to convince him around there about a grace period to decide how to play a fair game, or to get his old man''s gear new before he takes it"

    Of course, in the meantime, Exile will have him identified. I don''t mind being too cautious or being called cowardly.

    Maybe we''ll break up with Exile. If you want to avoid it, do whatever it takes.

    "Oh, yeah. I''m guessing we''ll make Exile armor and shields, right?

    ''Cause they broke it.''

    "What kind of ability do you make it?

    Yut opens his mouth with a bitter smile at Valtrude, who shines his eyes.

    "The shield, as always. However, it was decided to change the material to adamantine for added endurance"

    "That''s a reasonable place."

    Yeah nodding, Valtrude may recall the sight of an autonomously running shield being tragically cut off by the Murgush God''s Battle Axe (Battleax).

    At a distance you reach, if they do that while uplifting your cheeks, Yut will also have difficulty keeping calm.

    But I feel like I lost interrupting the conversation here. Driven by the mysterious will, he summoned reason.

    "The armor is going to demonize the owner''s flesh for each piece of equipment when he speaks the word"

    "I thought we were talking about armor?

    "I''m talking about armor."

    "Right..."

    Exile that even divine liberation (purge) will become immense. Completely, the direction had been set.

    The attack is taken with the flesh and punched through.

    Can it be called a battle at all?

    Aren''t you just beating and breaking it?

    Correct. That allegation is correct, not above all.

    It''s just that it''s also the highest peak of humanity. No, unless you elevate it to the realm of God. Extreme power is no tactics, no schemes, no ploys. And it will be a force to crush the same violence.

    "You think I''m jealous, don''t you?

    "I don''t... I do"

    It''s completely incredible from the outside, but Valtrude''s muscle strength and endurance are no worse than Exile''s. Excellent judgment in combat, however, with agility over rock giants.

    And the love from the Hellenonian God led me to have a different style of combat. To an excellent sword technique and a style specializing in defeating to beings with evil phases.

    More importantly, given the balance, I can''t help but do the same.

    Even if I''m so convinced, I envy that powerful and simple style.

    Yut knew that.

    Exile also remembers feelings similar to his longing for the way Valtrude fought.

    The relationship is something you can''t have in Yut.

    "I''d rather be jealous"

    "... what do you mean?

    "If you can guess, I''ll reward you. Of course, there will be martial arts tournaments."

    "No, no, that should be done for granted. We should do it. We''ll have to do it."

    "The operation has a lot of work to do."

    "Are we turning our talented people to new jobs instead of less effort?"

    Bring up the Ludiger Hausa thing and tell Valtrude to screw around.

    It''s more like a dog taking a walk than a woman giving away a gem, but that worked better for Yut.

    My body is too warm and my head is getting confused.

    Perhaps it fits.

    "Valtrude"

    It''s been a busy day.

    As a conclusion to that, why are we leaving the castle fortress of Falve to get here?

    The reason is the potency of the hot springs that the Hellenonian God gave it.

    For that, I came all the way here. It''s the same as declaring what you''re trying to do. Honestly, I wonder.

    "Me too, Yut, that, what. It''s about time..."

    "Oh."

    But that''s it now, too.

    Simply love each other.

    Trying to do more than that. At least you''re here with that intent, but now you can fix it.

    Let''s go to your room.

    Take an unspoilt hand like fresh snow, and Yut invites Valtrude.

    She nodded as if she were a maiden.

 367 2. Big Sage, Probably

    Eight Circles, the castle of the great sage Vainamarinen.

    It is impossible for ordinary people to reach there, present in the unknown deep mountain valley. In winter it is closed to snow, and even in summer harsh mountains hold back the way they go.

    Griffins, hippogriffs, ruffles and other dangerous monsters nestle in mountains where Dwarves and rock giants (Jarloot) do not live.

    Many seek to borrow the wisdom gained in heaven, or to obtain advice as part of the Path Finders, who first broke through Folio-Farina''s 100-layer labyrinth.

    However, the quickest way to meet the Great Sage is to become an acquaintance of the Great Sage and accept the invitation.

    "Ooh, Vai. Why, there''s nothing in there but a bookshelf?

    ''Cause you did it all right. "

    Visiting Eight Circles now was also a friend of Vainamarinen''s. That, too, is my oldest friend.

    "Are you sure?"

    "Just put the book on the floor."

    "You''re not worried about free space. The book, wasn''t it expensive?

    "Cheap or expensive, books are books. It was expensive, so you don''t have to take care of it for the rest of your life."

    "In the end, you''re treating me right."

    In the Great Sage''s library, two laughs wooden spirits.

    Books and writing equipment - neither paper nor pens are common in this Brewers - are on a desk in a messy line. So I go across the street, and I drink.

    Only about properly chopped cheese, such as knobs. Very, time after time, I don''t see it as a human feast of considerable standing. Looks like a young man with no money but only a future.

    "Hey, it''s been a while since I saw Vai''s face and the liquor is delicious"

    "Sorry about your shady face."

    "It''s a creepy place, but it''s missing."

    "We''re old because we''re like each other."

    Whilst slamming his hatred, Vainamarinen also tilted the glass.

    Amber liquid falls into the stomach with an aromatic aroma. It''s a secret whiskey I got from another world - Earth.

    "Whatever your face and location is, it''s really good. Where''s the booze?"

    "Wow. Does the king''s fat tongue make you roar?"

    The man called the king smiled niggardly, overlapping his cup even more. I am accustomed to that extent, and I don''t feel like I am drinking with a friend unless this is the case.

    Vainamarinen was an arithmetic to let him bring it back if he stayed, but the man didn''t hesitate to awaken the strong liquor knowing it.

    Because I know that''s the best way to enjoy good liquor.

    Dive into the Hundred Layers Labyrinth and celebrate today''s victory and connect your hopes tomorrow. Ever since that era, it hasn''t changed.

    Eldrick the Li Knight, leader of Path Finders.

    That was the name of a friend whose vainamarinen delighted to drink.

    "We''re poor. You can''t be extravagant because you''re a king."

    "Don''t be a jerk. I''m sure you''re disappointed in the labyrinth."

    "When are we talking? In the first place, that''s all, because we made it a statehood fund. You know that."

    "That said, if you give me the money, I won''t get it."

    "Whoa. Really, I brought some. I can''t even read the letters in that bottle."

    "This is a place name from another world. Well, I haven''t been there yet."

    King Eldrick leaks an alcoholic exhale, wondering if it''s a different world.

    Path Finders stepped through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, gaining wealth and fame.

    Eldrick and Laura then left Folio-Farina to rebuild their homeland, and five years later the Kingdom of Tidrick gained independence from the Verga Empire.

    The great sage Vainamarinen and his disciple Mel stayed in Folio-Farina to create the School of Magic, and Vainamarinen pressed Mel into a wandering journey.

    Black-haired swordsman Ray Cruz and Elf dance princess Suigil were to encounter a terrible betrayal and brutal fate in her hometown, the Holy Tree.

    Glory and ruin and.

    The hero''s paths vary, but only Weinamarinen will be able to tell him with his chest stretched that he is still an active adventurer.

    "For a second, calm your back. I''ll make you look like Baba."

    "I refuse even if it''s not Baba. I just do what I want."

    "I''m telling you to be old enough."

    "Kakaka, there''s no such thing as young Elle telling me."

    Eldrick is already plugging into old age.

    But the exterior is the same as my wife Laura''s and twenty is younger - she only looks about middle-aged. There was no gray hair or anything else, and no decay was felt in the flesh.

    "Oh, my God, you''ve been so jizzy for decades."

    There is no such thing as a muscle when it comes to aging.

    That said, the two laugh again.

    "Besides, I have age-appropriate problems. I think about my grandson."

    "Grandson. Sure enough, you were an adventurer at Folio-Farina"

    "I''m doing it. Don''t let it be the past."

    Eldrick exhales melancholy and drinks to lick his chicks and whiskey.

    "No, that''s often a mistake, too. I''ve been reporting a lot lately. I have a bad behavior and a bad reputation."

    "The scandal of a hero''s grandson? Do you know what caused this?

    "In the first place, you don''t have to dive into the Hundred Layers Labyrinth because you''re my grandson. Since I was a kid, when I talked to you, I told you to dominate the labyrinth and become a hero and a king."

    You''re an idiot.

    It is an unforgiving assessment, but I do not intend to do so as a vaina marinen. Rather, the more I appreciate that willingness. In the first place, the majority of humans are abandoned if you try to be a great sage.

    "Well, with good men, wouldn''t it work? Without the scandal."

    "I didn''t tell you, Vai. It''s your fault, too, isn''t it?

    You have no idea.

    "Lightly, I would have broken through the labyrinth again!

    "Oh, you know what?"

    When Yut and Valtrude had moved to Earth, they had aimed at the bottom to investigate the anomaly that monsters disappeared from the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    To the great sage Vainamarinen, Dean Merel, Prince Alsace of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    Alcia, beloved daughter of the goddess of death and sorcery; Larcia, brave warrior of the meadow race (Magner); and Exile, king of destruction of the rock giant (Jarloot).

    And with such a member, the Evil Empress Verga.

    If you were aiming to break through the 100-layer labyrinth that followed Path Finders, it wouldn''t be a hoarding one. Even more, if not explained, that the world crisis was imminent.

    To name but a few, the evil demigod invaded Folio-Farina - besides only Folio-Farina and others, it is not generally known that he tried to plunder a certain archmage (Arch Mage) - when Eldrick called to his home country, so he was absent.

    "In the meantime, that Valtrude Istas and the disciple of Vai, Yut Amaxa, went so far as to kill God."

    "Not a disciple, though. You mean you missed your goal and still tried to do your best, and you were lightly jumped over your performance and self-inflicted? I just didn''t get a chance. You''re saying that I can do the same thing when I''m in the same situation."

    "How do you know so much..."

    A hero king who plunges onto a table, gets a lot vain and just drinks up.

    It''s a sight that can only be described as disqualification, both as a hero and a king.

    "Oh, boy, pity -"

    "Did you take it in?"

    A third person who appears there.

    A swordsman with dark hair stretched to his back and dressed in pitch-black armor.

    "Ray......"

    Seeing it, Eldrick, who woke up in an instant, such as drunkenness, crushed the name of his dear companion.

    Hasn''t it been decades? Now the majority of the existing Path Finders members will have done so. It was an unexpected reunion.

    "Long time no see, Eldo. Much, much older."

    "You''re too different, you know."

    I am confident that I noticed no matter what the shape was, but the immediate reaction was also due to the fact that the appearance of the black-haired swordsman had not changed at all.

    Ray Cruz, swordsman who lost his beloved and fell into darkness.

    The flesh remains in full season after decades.

    It''s not a blessing, it''s not a curse.

    I''m just not taking a step forward from the past.

    (Can you beat Ray now?

    I''m not being poisoned to kill, I don''t want to take it out because I''m dyeing my hands at evil deeds.

    I was simply curious. At the same time, I''m just saying that''s the only criterion for judgment.

    If it was a full season, it would have been mutual. Of course, I was confident I''d pick up the win.

    Even now, I''m not going to lose.

    Five minutes.

    If we can settle within that, we can win. After that, you''ll have to fight to stay unbeaten.

    "Ray, are you here to get some booze too?

    "It sounds like alcohol from another world."

    "I''m Shimodo."

    "What, falling into evil doesn''t change? It''s not tight."

    It doesn''t change.

    To Eldrick, who is not too old, Ray Cruz leaks a smile.

    It reminds me of a time when I used to have fun - wanting to slash and kill a friend in front of me.

    Is that an evil impulse? Or an instinctive recusal to the past that shakes vengeance?

    "Foreword withdrawn. The only thing that doesn''t have to change is that it doesn''t."

    "... Eldo, I don''t need you"

    A knight and swordsman who suddenly became instant.

    But as abruptly as well, the killing spreads from the two of us.

    "So, Ray. What do you want?

    The Great Sage, who watched rather than stop those two, asked about the matter when he saw that nothing was going to happen.

    That sounds boring. Out of the way, maybe he thought it would be good if he did it in full.

    "I want to ask for your help"

    "Are you going to use me with your chin?"

    "We need you on the pedestal of the Falve God"

    "You know what?"

    Just guessing everything, Vainamarinen tilts the glass. Eldrick is also silent.

    Recently, Ray Cruz is also rumored to be in a cooperative relationship with certain forces of the Verga Empire. Whatever the facts, there may be an extra glitch approaching the Falv ruled by the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "I don''t mind if I keep my mouth shut, but I don''t think I can make it happen."

    "Then only push through"

    "Vi, do something about it."

    The Great Sage, who heard a wish from two old friends, said:

    "I have a good idea for you"

    - and.

    When Yut sees it, he smiles like he''s going to hold his head.

 368 1. Shamblessly militant

    "Unfortunately, I''m going to host a martial arts tournament"

    Before breakfast (feast) in Alusia, Yut declared to the usual members. Without waiting for a reaction, mouth the tea created in the Feast Divine Feast.

    Aromatic aroma and a mellow, moderately tannic taste. A delicacy that can be seen as a luxury product in one bite, but the look on Yut''s face, who drinks it up, is very bitter.

    "I see."

    The first reaction to that was unexpectedly Larsia. While swallowing freshly baked soft bread, show off your guess as if you''ve even seen it.

    "The morning after the two of us went to the hot spring, Yut mentioned this. So that''s it. Valtrude had a night''s sleep. Definitely."

    "It''s full of mistakes."

    "If you stay up at night, increase your success rate?

    "Do it. Rather, it''s until even a 5 percent success rate comes true"

    "Listen."

    "I''ll try. Tonight."

    Naturally, Yut''s protests will not reach Larsia and Jonah. There will be a little more response, even if it''s goodwill.

    "Don''t say the right thing, Larsia. And because it doesn''t increase the odds, Jonah needs to get some sleep."

    Watch out for Albino girls as they dazzle the meadow race (Magner) with half an eye. Intentionally, in a strong and tight tone.

    It''s just that you''re supposed to reward yourself for attacking or destroying. If you''re pushed to the bed, it''s not a hoard.

    "Yut is in trouble."

    "What are you learning in school..."

    "A lot."

    With an unfamiliar face, Jonah chews the main young chicken poile.

    The same faceless look, but there was room for that attitude.

    Seeing how it goes, Alcia renews her determination to quickly remember to read and write letters.

    "Oh, I didn''t do that."

    Here finally, a word of denial was uttered by Valtrude.

    But while dyeing bright red to the neck instead of the cheeks, there are no pieces of persuasion either. As warm as it sounds, I''m just happy with Yut.

    That might be the way it is.

    "As far as I''m concerned, if you do what you do, that''s fine."

    "It''s okay. Val is the daughter who does it when she does it."

    "Then don''t worry."

    "Yes."

    "Acorn and Arcia''s breath has been perfect lately. What''s this all about?

    Leaning his neck aside, he would need an explanation as to why he had led to a martial arts tournament.

    Yut opens his mouth to utter words, looking sideways at the only exile who has not yet spoken in the participants - because he uses his mouth only for his meal.

    "Simply put, you can put the problem together."

    The difficulty is not to split up - it is in a sense an abusive way to put together something close in nature.

    Close, of course, are the people of the Kanto Regrax and the rock giants (Jarloot).

    "That''s why I''m hosting. Not just to lend you a place."

    "That sort of thing"

    It''s the usual thing for two people, Yut and Larsia, to know each other.

    Without anyone saying anything, wait.

    "That''s why I''m going to have a tournament match with the rock giant who''s been pushing me and the arm bragging coming from Regrax"

    "It''s..."

    I guess I imagined the sight.

    Akane stops manipulating the spoon and stares resentfully at the clear consomme soup. In an instant, my appetite became foggy.

    "You look like a drug addict."

    "Hot and bitter"

    Leave a comment on the amount of muscle mass assumed, like Jonah would throw away. Though unforgiving, I couldn''t deny the facts alone.

    "Besides, I should join you."

    The most muscular exile on the scene finally uses his mouth for talking purposes.

    "No. Old man, why don''t you play against the winner? You don''t have to mix it up from the start."

    "But we''re all gonna be together, right? Wouldn''t that not necessarily mean the Rock Titans would win?

    "When that happens, you''re underpowered by the Rock Titans. Too bad."

    Akane shows surprise at Yut''s protruding words and actions. It is unusual for this childhood friend to expose her anger, albeit slightly.

    With your gaze, ask what it means.

    "Until the tournament, we''ll arrange an inn for nearly a hundred rock giants to prepare meals as well. The budget¡­ is fine, but I have another job¡­"

    "Oh, yeah..."

    I knew what caused my anger, but there was nothing I could do about it more than I thought, and then it was true.

    "I have a play script or something, and I''m sorry I can''t help you"

    "No, well, I didn''t mean to involve Zhuyin, so it''s okay. That''s what I''m hoping for."

    "Ah, snake..."

    The world was full of irrationality.

    No, is it work that is full?

    "But Yut"

    In anticipation of the two conversations settling down. Or simply because you drank up your third cup of consomme soup? Valtrude asked her husband as he put a knife in the second plate of Poirette. That healthy gesture is as if after exercising intensely.

    "How am I supposed to participate?

    "... you want to do it with an old man who beat the winner?

    Valtrude is the only one who can''t get mixed up in this tournament. As he said before, guest participation is the mountain of Sekiyama.

    Conversely, the winners will be challenged by Exile and Valtrude. Despite winning the tournament. It''s almost adversity.

    "He''ll come out after he defeats Las Boss, but he feels like the back boss"

    "Back boss? I don''t know, should I take Val down?

    "Before we did it, you were going to win?

    "Absolutely. I got new gear. I got no blind spots."

    Between Exile and Valtrude, tensions increase.

    Nothing, I''m not seriously trying to decide on a female male, nor is it a sinister mood. We know each other well that we are trusting each other.

    What''s there is a childish antagonism.

    I''m stronger. I just want to prove it. I want you to admit it. That''s all.

    Since it''s been around for a long time, the people around us don''t particularly touch each other. The only thing is to see Acorn float around, but act like nothing, restore calm.

    By then, the battle between the two had moved on to the next stage, competing for which one could eat more, eating bread served like a mountain, eating, eating.

    Acorns look flattered. At the same time, stare with a slightly laid back face. It''s good to be able to eat without worrying about your weight, but the amount is too dull.

    "I''ll do a martial arts tournament like that, so thank you for your cooperation"

    "Well, I guess I''ll leave the betting torso to you"

    "Well, it''s better than making it worse..."

    Yuut finally tries to get on with his meal while being so passively in favor.

    But that couldn''t be fulfilled.

    "Hmm. Games. That''s convenient."

    Vainamarinen, the great sage, appeared abruptly in Moving Moments (Teleport). To describe him as a favorite while dealing with the beard

    "Good timing, looks like we''re here"

    "... the timing of the jizzy, I didn''t know it was here."

    "Don''t let the old man get in the way."

    "I have an old-fashioned spirit, but I don''t feel like showing it to jizzy. First, apologize to the average old man."

    I laughed heavily with Kakaka, and Yut''s hard words didn''t go unwillingly either.

    Vainamarinen was disgusted by so many people snapping at him that he pushed the School of Magic against Dean Mel. Words I don''t hesitate to say are more just delightful. He''s a tough old man.

    "Wouldn''t that tournament make it bigger?

    Sitting somewhere in an empty chair without saying no to anyone, pouring wine into a glass at your discretion while saying something outrageous.

    "Yut!

    "Stop looking at me with your glittering eyes."

    "Actually, there were a couple of guys who wanted me to participate in that tournament. Well, I thought I''d do it individually at first, but you''d better expose yourself to the crowd anyway."

    "Yeah. I have no idea."

    While turning away from his much-anticipated loving wife, Yut flickers at Vainamarinen. Even if I know it won''t make it through, it will.

    "One of them is Ray Cruz."

    "Ray Cruz!?"

    "When I had business on God''s pedestal, he asked me to help him, but that doesn''t work?

    "Mmmm..."

    When it comes to Tan (saga), the most popular hero in the Brewers, Path Finders'' labyrinth tactics. In addition, the sad love song of black-haired swordsman Ray Cruz and elf dance princess Suigil is famous.

    I admired that, and it was Valtrude who wept that remained the same.

    But that''s not what I''m talking about.

    There is no way that the Evil Fallen Swordsman can be brought into the territory ruled by the Valtrude of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) for any convenience.

    "But I assure you, I''m not talking about working evil this time."

    Drinking up wine in a breath, the Great Sage continues.

    "Let Ray Cruz also take part in the tournament...... Right, a winning prize or something, like admitting to running errands on God''s pedestal?

    "Oh. Please."

    Speaking briefly, the great sage Vainamarinen bows his head.

    "Yut."

    "... I get it. Think"

    yuut with a shin and head.

    At first glance, he seemed troubled, but his mind is already set.

    "Oh, that''s gonna be pretty fancy, this"

    Only acorns could spot it.

 369 2. Competitor decision

    Nor was Yut trying to limit the size of the tournament by being mean to Valtrude. She was just showing motivation, of course, for other reasons.

    If the competition is open and the contestants are widely recruited, it can''t just be held at complete discretion. Even if you don''t need permission, reporting is essential.

    If so, I am in the Wang capital - rather than have to be there - it was certain that a person would offer to participate.

    In other words, King Alsace of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    It''s impossible if you think about it normally, but the arena given by Regra God would not have had to step outside that injury sustained in the field, and Alcia would have waited as well.

    Unless his or her life count is exhausted or he or she intervenes from the gods in heaven, there is nothing left to lose his or her life and one scratch later.

    It''s a matter of safety, and it''s practically impossible to turn down an appearance.

    It was also necessary to receive unprecedented special consideration for the entry of the King''s Capital of Vermilio. At this time, turning it down from the head was also an occasion where corners stood.

    So Yut squeezed his wisdom.

    "Tag tournament?

    One night.

    It''s not appropriate for a bedtime story. However, Yut presents his abdominal proposal to Valtrude, who asks him about the progress made on the tournament, which is of interest to the couple.

    "Yes, we''ll have them fight in pairs."

    "Isn''t it one-on-one..."

    While having my husband put on an arm pillow - restricted once a week because of the strain on Yut - Valtrude snapped. Not discouraged, but a voice with a lot of confusion.

    "I want to increase the number of contestants, but I want to reduce the number of games. That''s a tough plan."

    There is a sense in Yut that it is a form that remains not common but difficult to understand.

    But this is necessary.

    "Besides, it''s not easy for King Alsace to compete in pairs, is it?

    "... do you? Why don''t we just designate someone from Kingsguard?

    Is it inappropriate to have a conversation at a breathtaking distance?

    Yut thinks about it.

    The breath was not disturbing, but Valtrude''s forehead was sweating like balls, and his cheeks were so good that he could tell even in the thin lights.

    Indeed, sweet and hot goodwill is deserving of such a situation.

    But you shouldn''t be wrong in the sense of delighting your loved ones.

    "First of all, there''s not even enough people in the Kingsguard to combine with King Alsace"

    "Maybe not, but definitely not?

    "Another reason is that King Alsace would also be aware that he would cross the realm of his selfishness if he involved his men"

    "If I''m going to compete in a tournament, even if it spills my eyes, does that mean I''m disqualified as a lord if I force Alana to compete?"

    With the other hand, chew where you try to say while tangling your fingers.

    I''m just saying that I restricted my participation in the regulation, but it''s a measure I wouldn''t have thought of other than Yut.

    "Plus, from me to the Chancellor. Make sure to inform the queen by letter from Zhuyin. This should prevent it from taking care of itself."

    Isn''t it already important?

    Valtrude thinks about it.

    But there was just a distinction not to point it out, and I just kept smiling adorably like an angel.

    "And there''s another prospect"

    "Do you still have it?

    "Oh, if you''re hiding a tree, it''s a forest."

    "Who are you hiding from who?

    "Ray Cruz, Jii from Vainamarinen, from the public eye."

    "Will the Great Sage join us?

    I need you to take responsibility.

    It was a yuut to say frankly, but isn''t it comparable in importance to King Alsace''s participation and non-participation?

    You can''t say no more than you owe me all sorts of things. I know that, but what the hell will happen? I can''t even imagine.

    "Of course, I guess there''s a frame of my appearance?

    "Don''t leave. Tell me, you''re going to leave, right?

    "I believe my husband if I don''t tell him not to leave, etc."

    In the dark bedroom, there are signs of bitter laughter.

    That was synonymous with affirmation.

    "Considering Jii''s other request, Val can''t take it off."

    "Hmm. So who do you want to work with..."

    "I''m the organizer. Because other great people have to give away prizes than Val."

    "Then, Arsia, Jonah, Larsia..."

    "Mr. Arcia is an ambulance team. Larsia''s got a torso."

    "First, would you invite Jonah?"

    It was Valtrude, which I would consider quick in the morning, but Yut''s expression is more bitter than it was earlier. It''s a change that you can''t tell if it''s not close range like this, but rub your head against the arm you''re pillowing and ask for your sincerity.

    "No, if Val and Yona win, I''ll award you a prize, right?

    "What if? I will. I''m guessing he''s a big sage or a brunette swordsman."

    "When that happens, I wonder what Jonah will demand."

    There are many seeds of worry.

    Would it be better to describe it as sprouting one after the other?

    Valtrude lipped softly, as he labored such a yut.

    Even the next day, Yut moved vigorously.

    Parallel to normal business, it will determine the outline of the Games.

    First, the title of the tournament was simply ''Falv militant''. The least I could do was not give it a number of times.

    The aim, even after the death of an evil empress named Verga, is to remember the wind of martial arts and to increase her strength by showing off her martial arts and moves.

    In addition, in the name of the Marquis of Istas, the winner shall be granted his wishes.

    Pre-built, but you can''t just not set it up.

    The venue is a divine training ground for the power of the pedestal of God, not to mention.

    The tickets are half the recommended and general sales boundaries of the contestants. The latter will be a lottery. The so-called resale and duffle shop act is also a worrying place, but it throws round to the Temple of Hellenonia and Larsia there.

    The opening of stalls around the training grounds took the form of spaces on a city basis in Falve and Hardenturm, to be partitioned by councils and others. The Regina''s will be happy but painful screaming, but they won''t take the cost of the place.

    I want you to carry in the hard work instead because it gives you a profit.

    We also need security and audience guidance.

    In this regard, we plan to rehearse the battles of gathered rock giants (Jarloot) and contestants from Regrax.

    Others were allowed to finalize their policies and, as far as practice was concerned, an executive committee was set up, selected from the clerks, to give them budget and authority.

    Oddly enough, I''m used to people gathering for events at Yut and Valtrude weddings. If the confrontation between that legendary Vainamarinen and our Marquis Istas might materialize, nature and motivation also increased.

    I have to get you a special seat.

    That was the yuut to think about the hard work, but he still has an important job to do as well.

    The job is to decide who will compete in this war.

    After writing and simulating the tournament table, the match was decided to be a tournament match by eight groups. 7 games to the final.

    It may be small, but it is a tournament in which only Darkless Arrow Cod and the Powerful participate. More boundaries will result in more digestive matches, and more importantly, it is not a competition that recruits a wide range of strong people to determine the strongest in the world. All we have to do is make the game a tournament format.

    I shall not consider the fact that the number of games was small at first and increased according to developments - in the sports world.

    "- So this is where the decided contestants are at the moment"

    "Hmm...... I want to fight them all."

    "I wonder what the multiplier is... After all, you want to bet on the winner before the tournament starts and on the game of the day."

    That''s how the system was put in place, five days after that day when Yut declared the tournament to be held and Vainamarinen had been intruding.

    Yut called two Exile and Larsia to the office to spread the paper made by the Dragon Men (Draconut). I use it first in schools and administration, and I also consider exporting it slowly - but what matters now is its contents.

    "Let''s start with Regrax and the Rock Giants, one frame at a time. You mean here, the top two qualifying guys tag along?

    "Well, yeah."

    Rebellion is also expected, but as far as the request from Regrax is concerned - although it has been treated as qualifying - deciding on the delegate is in itself the same thing as the original hope.

    The Rock Titans, even though there was a temple, pushed it. If delegates can fight the Exiles, it won''t be a problem.

    "I won''t let you complain"

    "It''s a forceful yut sometime"

    "I guess it''s because I''m close to marrying Alcia"

    "It doesn''t matter!

    Forget that.

    "So far, the only thing that''s decided to combine properly is the jizzy relationship"

    "The Great Sage and the Black-haired Swordsman."

    "Ray Cruz''s qualities are not public, so don''t reduce the magnification too much."

    "Tyrannical"

    "You have no right to complain to Larsia at a time when the organizer and the torso of the bet are face-to-face"

    "Yes, but..."

    Larsia snaps to her desk like a mollusk. To such a friend, tell Exile to take it back.

    "Then will King Eldrick and his grandchildren be the great destiny?

    "... Generally, it does"

    Larsia arms up, as if to think about it.

    Let your crushed eyes shine like gold.

    "By the way, who does the old man work with? After all, you choose from your own tribe?

    While I think it''s a high-rock giant tournament, Yut turns to the water.

    "About that, but I''m going to ask Larsia"

    "Huh? Me?

    "Oh......"

    Really look at the amazing meadow species (Magner) from the front and open your mouth heavily.

    "It''s only when I meet everyone that I''ve grown so far. And it inspired me to go to the village of Ozlic because I was the first Larsia I met."

    Close your eyelids to remember the old days, but stare at Larsia again.

    "It will also be a battle dedicated to Nemsak God. Then you should challenge Larsia."

    A sincere offer.

    The option of turning it down did not exist.

    "I get it. Let''s leave the torso to Ritna."

    "Right..."

    Is Ritna more and more like a wife who protects her husband''s absence? At this minute, there''s even an atmosphere where Larsia seems to be able to do it even if she gets jail time.

    (If Larsia is good, is it good?)

    Yes, I just cleaned it up like other HRs, and it came down to issues that were not other HRs.

    "By the way, this is it."

    I don''t see it.

    One of the most suspicious contestants in the war.

    While pointing to its name, Larsia continues her pursuit.

    "Masked swordsmen and mysterious magicians."

    "Don''t say."

    "King Alsace and Yut, right?

    "If you know, don''t ask."

    "How do I make it reflect on my bet..."

    "In the first place, weren''t you going to let me compete?

    The fundamental question of Exile.

    Yut answers as he slams against the executive desk.

    "He''s been designating me as his partner because he wants to get out of anything. I''ve been asking you to do this via Zhuyin without stopping me until Queen Eudit, right? I couldn''t refuse because I had the weakness to leave my lord Valtrude."

    "Something like this, what if Yut wins?

    "I don''t."

    You can''t lose your hand to not win, you can''t make a wish.

    Are you fortunate to have someone who is likely to lose even if you mean it?

    "Nevertheless, Rep. Regrax, Rep. Rock Giant, Me and Egg, Great Sage & Lakers, King Eldrick and Grandson, Val and Jonah, King Alsace and Yuut...... you have a really high body rate"

    deliberately. Or, plainly, Larsia counts the fingerfolds and counts the boundaries of the appearance.

    "What, you don''t have one available?

    "It''s for when there''s a jump in. Without it, there''s Seed - World War I is undefeated."

    "You want someone amazing to come."

    If you''re not a bother, that''s fine.

    That''s what I said, Yut, but when I put it into words, the opposite was going to happen and I swallowed it loosely.

    Thus the preparation proceeds, two months later.

    The holding of the Falv militancy was imminent.

 370 3. Portrait of the contestant (previous)

    "You put a lot of work into it."

    "I don''t want to thank you. I hope you think you''ve used it well."

    The castle of the great sage Vainamarinen, the Eight Yen Tower (Eight Circles).

    Two men were facing each other in that library that Li Knight Eldrick credited with ''stinking''.

    Yut Amaxa - The Great Sage Vaina Marinen with an amber liquid with a knob of dried goods obtained through visitors from different worlds.

    And Ray Cruz, the black-haired swordsman who still makes a faceless look at the pet bottle of coffee he gets from Earth.

    If Yut were here, the sight would likely hold his head to the imbalance. But if the inhabitants of this world (Brewers) saw it, they might be thrilled to see it as a storytelling occasion where legendary heroes banquet with unfamiliar food.

    Either way, we''re both not people who care about other people''s ratings or anything.

    "Plus, because of all the way into one event, I became a strangely luxurious contestant. I don''t think we can beat them."

    "That''s when, that''s when"

    Ray Cruz says it off without moving one expression.

    "You''re getting more and more polished, Ray."

    Poor beauty turns into a form of bitter laughter in the words of an old friend who hasn''t hesitated - if he still thinks of this one as a friend. Character. Now, I can''t change it.

    "When this is over, what are you going to do?

    "Well."

    "Do we yet continue to avenge the elves and their God"

    to that word, which inexplicably strikes the core, but the black-haired swordsman did not break his cool beauty.

    A question that has been repeated for decades and rubbed off so much. And the answer is always one.

    "Take back what was taken. It''s just that."

    "Well, if your lord doesn''t die in vain, that''s enough."

    "If it''s not for nothing, can I die"

    "If I don''t have regrets, I don''t want any more. If I wanted to, I would die as long as I wanted. Except for me."

    The black-haired swordsman sipped the coffee away in a breath, looking at the great sage who laughed.

    Neither that bitterness nor the never seen container called a pet bottle will resonate with Ray Cruz''s heart.

    But that''s fine.

    Because there can''t be anything in this world that touches the harp line of your heart that deprives you of your beloved.

    Yes. Maybe I can work with Vainamarinen for a while and stand on the battlefield and cross blades with Eldrick. It''s impossible, for example, that the spirit is exalted about it.

    "If you can scorch, you''ll be burned. If it does, I''m afraid of losing it. Love is love. It''s hard."

    Without even realizing how Ray Cruz was doing, Vainamarinen chanted that he could not open up and say things, and dried the drink alone.

    "I see. Spell support is a tremendous thing."

    "I think what''s awesome is Alsace''s sword moves."

    Rapid construction combinations share their thoughts at a soldier''s field inside the royal castle.

    One is King Alsace, ruler of the Rotosilt kingdom. The other, under his ministry, is the Great Mage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa.

    But there''s only two of them on the field - not that.

    Beneath their feet, fully armed close guards were groaning and rolling. Even temporarily, it is the national defence crisis that renders the Kingsguards inoperable. But it must be unprecedented that it was the king who should be most protected who exchanged it.

    I can''t hang around one thing - to be exact, I can''t because of the severe pain running - it was the Kingsguards, but there was regret in their hearts and vision in their eyes.

    Repentance, of course, because he had no hands or feet on the king to protect.

    visions, of course, against King Alsace, who has so much strength.

    I swear to my heart I need to be even stronger.

    "Thank you for your hard work. Rest your body tight."

    Alsace, who saw his squire take care of him, just ended the mock fight - yes. It''s only training - moving on to reflection.

    "I''m glad you praise me, but not yet. Some parts of us haven''t kept up with spellbound support."

    "Well, I''ve tried a lot."

    Previously, when we dived into the Labyrinth (Dungeon) together, we also granted a spell. But this time it''s game format. A spell that works great but has a short duration is also an option.

    This time I tried Dragon''s Might on the fifth staircase.

    Grants dragon-like physical ability and resistance to physical damage. As far as the latter is concerned, it would be pointless in this tournament because it would be deactivated with demonized weapons.

    "Nevertheless, a few more times and you''ll get used to it"

    "Then the next move is this one to match your attack..."

    "I''ll take as much time as I can."

    "Nice to meet you"

    Since King Alsace''s decision to participate in the "Falv militancy," Yut had repeatedly trained for the production on regular visits to the King''s Capital.

    Nevertheless, we are not only visiting for training, as we are now making adjustments regarding the opening of Vermilio stores.

    "The problem is, after all, that you can''t compete with a user comparable to His Majesty Eldrick or the Marquis of Istas until the production"

    Alsace deposits the treasure sword traitor with his squire and says it thoughtfully.

    When a beautiful red-faced boy is worried, that''s all it takes to paint. It may also be fascinating to see ball-like sweat floating just after exercise.

    "I know if you sign up for a practice match, you''ll be dealing with them, but you''ll be exposed here and in your hands."

    "I don''t know what else to do."

    "It won''t be enough, but once I do, I plan on doing the best I can with the spell."

    From earlier on, Yut has a slightly shattered wording, which was an instruction from Alsace.

    Combine to fight together, but say it''s outside of reluctance, upward and downward relationships, etc.

    I didn''t give you immediate assent, but if it''s a royal life, I can''t help it. Most of all, only when there are no other nobles who are loud.

    "Well, I''m looking forward to it."

    "Jijii...... it will also be anti-vaina marinen"

    I can''t even tell you that my mouth is ripped to the equivalent of Vainamarinen, etc. when it comes to melee warfare, but there are limited spells that can be used in that situation. The role of virtual vainamarinen should be fulfilled.

    "Dear Alsace, why don''t you take a break?

    "Oh. Thank you, Eudit"

    In exchange for the close guards, a queen with a bottle containing a towel and a sports drink rushes over with a smile like a full twist. Fluffy honey blondes shook and seemed to be flying particles of light along with it.

    "If you move so much, you''re going to be handicapped."

    "Not yet, I''m fine."

    "... hmm?

    uncomfortable.

    Instead, the brain may have refused to notice.

    Still, it didn''t take long for the suspicion to turn to certainty.

    (Are you sure it''s a good thing? I guess you should just relax if you think normally...... I can''t tell you from myself, so what if it''s waiting to be asked or something)

    Patrol and Goto.

    But it was soon broken.

    "Seniors! I was watching the game. That was an awesome goal!

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Don''t shut up and react!

    "No, that was an awesome backing voice right now. You can be a voice actor, can''t you?

    "Light up a little more."

    Is it illuminated by the acorns themselves who say so? As deceitful as the queen is, she pushes a bottle of towels and sports drinks - Eudit''s also what Acorn provided.

    On board Yut''s Moment Move (Teleport), he was an acorn who took part in socializing with Eudit and others, but he had an inner reflection that what he was unfamiliar with was not something to do.

    "If you were a refreshing football player and a women''s mane, you''d look better over there."

    "... certainly too pretty for a beautiful man and woman, there''s no gap"

    If this was the high school grounds, it would have been the king and queen who would have been cursed by the boys'' crew. No, is it only the king who is cursed? It''s going to mean that beauty has no sin.

    "Man, I don''t know how stupid he is."

    "Brave men, I suppose, can be like that once in a while?

    "I can''t."

    Yuut shrugs her shoulders as she savors the sweetness and acidity of a warmer sports drink.

    I can''t go back to being a student anymore, and I''m not willing to.

    "Zhu Yin is... no, it''s nothing"

    In an attempt to change the subject, I tried to ask about the discomfort earlier, but it wasn''t just about asking a childhood friend.

    "What?"

    "Never mind."

    No one will care if they say so, but Acorn decides to forget if it''s useless to pursue it.

    "What do you think? You think you can win?

    "To whom?

    "To Val for now"

    "Uh-huh... Slightly worse minutes, but not more than you can reverse. Rather than Bayan and Dortmund, I guess the power relationship between Bartha and Real"

    "Yeah. I don''t know, but I know you won''t know until you try."

    Understand what I try to say in my childhood friend''s particular conscience.

    In fact, what matters to Acorn is not winning or losing. This kind of event involves Yut taking a step back and turning to the operation, and he''s also showing motivation.

    The old - she''s the only one who knows - overlaps with Yut and makes me happy.

    Speaking of which, I wanted to make sure.

    "What is it?

    Wiping the sweat, King Alsace, who became the perfect prince, speaks as he approaches the Yuts. Queen Eudit, who only looks like a teenage maiden, follows it with a full grin.

    "Who and who will compete, is it decided?

    "You haven''t. It''s not a lottery, I''ll do some manipulation over here."

    "Huh? Isn''t that fraudulent?

    A surprised acorn grabs his childhood friend''s shoulder, but Yut doesn''t move at all.

    "''Cause if you can''t fight an old man and a representative of a rock giant (Jarloot), you''re in trouble, right?

    "That''s right...... but"

    "Also, at Jii''s request, we have to win a pair of Val and King Eldrick."

    "That''s what it is."

    Look into Yuut''s eyes from the front explaining why he can''t be drawn, and open his mouth as King Alsace has decided to. The queen looks at the bravery with a dreamy maiden look.

    "His Royal Highness Wang Taisun''s opponent, will you leave it to me?

    Your Majesty?

    "Oh. Once, I had the same feelings as him. There must be something I can tell you. No, I might still be."

    What the two of us have in common is a complex to heroes?

    Yes, well, it''s not easy to say... If you ask me, it must be appropriate.

    I turned my gaze to the queen who would serve beside the king, but she did not change her smile like a full flower.

    "Are you sure?

    "Oh, sure."

    That''s all they say, no no no.

    "Okay, I''ll take care of it"

    With a slightly playful tone and trickery, Yut followed the royal fate.

 371 4. Portrait of the contestant (medium)

    Can Tai Sun Kress, king of the Kingdom of Tidrick, be called a hero?

    The answer will be no.

    If anyone still claims to be a hero when they see Cress getting drunk at the end of the day in a pub, it''s just a gambler (gambler) who prefers to be upside down, or a woman blinded by love.

    Occupy the table alone, scattered with empty liquors on top. My grandfather''s conceded, neat face is covered with a beard and his gaze is uncertain. Exhalation mixes with the smell of alcohol (alcohol) and nobody tries to get close.

    Typical drunk.

    Not uncommon. A defector in life.

    In this Folio-Farina, it''s too commonplace for teeth.

    But Cress has a say, too.

    He had something to aim for. My grandfather, King Eldrick, no, the high goal of Li Knight Eldrick.

    A heroic king who rebuilt his homeland by making himself the leader of the Path Finders, who stepped through a hundred layers of labyrinth for the first time.

    If we are to inherit that Tidric kingdom, we will need a proven track record that is recognized from around us, even if we do not have to shoulder to shoulder.

    So I came to Folio-Farina.

    But that''s just pre-construction.

    I want to see the same view as my beloved esteemed grandfather. I want to talk to each other in the same gaze. In the end, that''s why.

    That initially worked positive and walking well.

    He was talented, but he also made an effort.

    I was originally confident in the arms of the sword, but as I gained experience in the labyrinth, I realized that was overconfidence. So I made more of an effort.

    I was blessed with my people, too.

    Still, I haven''t licked spicy acid once or twice. Every time, I crawled up. I didn''t give up.

    But it didn''t arrive.

    Like playing - to Cress, who doesn''t know the circumstances, I just thought so - a party led by the great sage Vainamarinen stepped through a hundred layers of labyrinth.

    It was easy to cross the hardship and reach far ahead.

    It was flashy, and there was no remorse.

    I got angry at myself like that, and I got even more excited.

    But there was no other hero.

    Valtrude Istas.

    While Cres was absent Folio-Farina, a hero returned to heaven Verga, the evil demigod who had invaded.

    Lord of the capital with God''s blessing.

    The beauty owner like an angel.

    A complete hero, like a legend, given two or three things from heaven.

    Preceding that performance, Cress''s presence and so on will be sumptuous. No, it is also advisable to compare.

    What are you doing stepping through the labyrinth now?

    Myself and the Holy Virgin of Helenonia are different. I know that.

    But I can''t help but be aware.

    In a hurry.

    I knew that too, but the tactical speed doesn''t increase where I was in a hurry.

    From this time on, there will be discord within the party - and Cress will be decisive with major injuries in an attempt to recover her own minor mistakes.

    I had to take a break, and the thread was cut off.

    I''m not motivated. I don''t feel like doing anything.

    Then only the mouth has good prestige, and if it was on the spot, I would have been the one defeating the empress, etc., at the beginning and end of the blow.

    And when Valtrude Istas and others became god-killers - different in reality, but so broiled (shabby) to the public - the divine trust of Fermina, the sun god, descended, and his heart broke.

    I don''t know how many days it''s been. The party is disbanded.

    Fortunately, there''s more money than you can spend drinking for the rest of your life.

    My people have driven me back to evil, and I haven''t seen my face in days.

    "I don''t care anymore..."

    "Really? But whoever really thinks that doesn''t say that."

    I look up over my head with cloudy eyes at the voice that came down abruptly.

    "Grandpa..."

    Cress is the most beloved Eldrick in the world.

    The grandfather was leaning towards a liquor bar with little contents.

    "It''s a dream..."

    I concluded so, more importantly, because I didn''t want to look like this.

    But this was an indisputable reality.

    "You look like one. You wouldn''t get drunk if you drank this cheap liquor right from the store."

    "Become"

    It was a picture star.

    Escape something like this. Drunk is not the purpose. While you''re drinking, you don''t have to face reality. I also abandon my people and go away.

    So I pretended to drown in alcohol.

    "Did you grow up, after all?"

    "Whatever you say."

    I was spotted.

    He said he was just pretending to be drowning in alcohol that he could barely even drink.

    "Well, is that convenient? Kress, you''re gonna work with me and you''re gonna work with a real hero."

    "What..."

    Cress, who has been flirted with by her grandfather and has left it to do so.

    To such grandchildren, Eldrick gives an overview of the Falv militancy.

    "I''m with that Valtrude Istas..."

    "But before that,"

    "Uh, Grandpa...?

    "I''ll show you how to play."

    "You''re going to put on an archery of swords!

    "Huh? What a waste."

    Grandfather and grandson, who moved to the popular bathroom because of the man''s physical fitness, then disappear into the pleasure zone wearing spilled clothes.

    Cress later left word about this evening, "it was an experience of breaking stereotypes," but never tried to give details.

    Can Tai Sun Kress, king of the Kingdom of Tidrick, be called a hero?

    The answer will be no.

    However, at the moment.

    "It is a sign!

    Early in the morning, a voice echoes in the fortress of Falve.

    Allena North Tin, who holds herself together in a magic tool, storms with her shield.

    Ahead of that path and gaze is Valtrude Istas. She pushed the shield integrated with the cage hand forward and took it straight from the front.

    It was easy to avoid, but there''s Yona behind it. The avant-garde is broken to reach the rear guard.

    But the aim of the Alanas is to be alone in Valtrude from the beginning.

    "Fireball"

    Unleash the spell of science that was sealed in the spear of the Knowledge God (Spear of Zeras) beforehand, Petra Chernov. Timed, Alaina takes off the range of effects with a recoil that pushes the shield in.

    Red lotus flames engulfed the most beautiful cathedral knight in the world (Paladin).

    "Hey!

    "Huh!

    But you can''t win to that extent.

    Without waiting for the blast to subside, Petra and Alana strike again.

    "That''s a good calculation."

    A spell of destruction that can also be described as synonymous with a theoretical spell. Taking that direct hit doesn''t compromise beauty either.

    If the goddess of beauty and art had been on this occasion, she would have been convinced with joy that beauty was eternal.

    "But still weak"

    He wields the unauthorized Horseman Sword (White Knight) to the side, knocking down Alena''s Long Sword - a weapon previously used by Valtrude himself.

    Go on, slide Petra''s spear on the surface of the shield integrated with the cage hand, and lure her straight into the nostalgia -

    "After this, it''s basic practice."

    - I had a relentless headache.

    "Ugh...... Is it just me!

    "Well, fair enough to Alana, too"

    "Don''t hesitate."

    Alaena takes a serious distance to Petra, who nods with tears without even realizing that her sidetailed hair is on the ground.

    Instead of early morning training, these two had been asked to help coordinate.

    "Still sweet. You should have tried not to penetrate them both from the front, but at least from the left and right."

    That''s what I said in my mouth, but Valtrude''s expression is kind. Previously, I didn''t feel the need to use a shield. That''s the extent to which a match can be made, although strength is isolated.

    The two of them are growing up properly.

    So I decided not to ask the stupidity of "what kind of maneuver do you tell your flat opponent to set up with a direct hit from" Fireball "?

    "... I''ll try harder!

    "It is as well!

    After finishing up with Valtrude, the two men are at the corner of a concierge set in a castle fortress, this time encouraging one-on-one training.

    Unfortunately, it is inferior to the strong who gather at the militant party, but for this minute, you may want to leave the southern expedition to me.

    "Let''s tell Yut"

    "Val."

    Jonah stands with the opposite look in front of Valtrude, who is in a good mood and finishes a light adjustment.

    I went to training early in the morning and didn''t let anything happen.

    Valtrude honestly apologizes for being angry.

    I''m sorry you didn''t show up.

    "No."

    But the apology itself was denied.

    "Val''s not serious enough"

    "There''s no way"

    "I''m having fun."

    "Naturally."

    "I''m just having fun"

    Pursuit from the Albino girl continues, and a decisive word is unleashed.

    "Dead or dead, I don''t feel like winning"

    "That''s not..."

    I couldn''t say enough about it.

    It is undeniable that Exile was floating around that he could fight Li Knight Eldrick and many other brave men.

    But this is a kind of festival. Of course I mean it and I''m not going to lose, but unlike all previous fights, I don''t have to win anything.

    "Alcia''s doing her best to see Val''s battle with her eyes, so it''s okay to take her eyelids off."

    "... Mm"

    "And yet Val?

    I couldn''t argue.

    Compared to Alcia, who''s working hard seriously, maybe she can''t help but tell me she''s just playing.

    "I want the temper to divorce me if I can''t win"

    "Recon!?"

    Recon.

    Rikon.

    Divorce.

    dissolution of the marital relationship.

    Break up. Yut and I break up.

    In an instant, it darkened in front of me.

    "Kids... I guess I should raise them"

    "... he just wants that much feeling. Children are raised by couples"

    "Even without my father, I have as many memories to tell"

    "Val......"

    But I can''t get Yona''s word. I''m totally, totally into my world.

    What more should I tell Valtrude about bumps and things? Albino girls often overlap their thoughts with expressionlessness...... got one heaven.

    "If you win, you don''t have to get divorced"

    All the while, Valtrude opens his eyes like he woke up from a dream.

    "Right. With your winning wish, you just have to marry Yut!

    "I''m divorced once."

    But I can''t get Yona''s word.

    With a frighteningly serious look, I snap at something and leave the squad yard behind.

    It was a hell of a thing.

    I was aware of that, but Jonah didn''t make any further allowances. I have never crossed the temper to the floating Valtrude.

    Besides.

    Yut and Valtrude. Whatever happened to these two breaking up is impossible.

 372 5. Portrait of the contestant (after)

    Blood gushing flesh leaping.

    There would be no more worthy word to describe the sight being played out in the arena right now.

    A word of majesty and bravery as the Rock Giant (Jarloot) fought hard there. Every drop of sweat, every drop of blood, also increases the degree of excitement in the audience.

    Even now, a rock giant smashed his opponent''s jaw with a stick, his face distorted to an unlikely extent. The sound of bone crushing is going to be heard in the audience.

    Meanwhile, the rock giant, who was supposed to have suffered major injuries, doesn''t pull a step. Grab and crush the opponent''s arm, waving a stick all in return. The muscles are compressed, the bones are broken and the arms, which were thicker than the human legs, are only thinner in that area.

    Let them cut the bones and cut the meat off - not so elegant.

    If they do it, I''ll do it again - not like the mumbling struggle.

    I''ll do it because that''s normal.

    Just follow your instincts and fight.

    Injured, injured is just the result. It is not an end.

    Muscles gush, bones break, sweat erupts, blood flows.

    Such a sight was unfolding everywhere in the arena. The audience is no exception, and the sight of some heated up spectators starting to beat each other up and being held up by guards of the security is scattered.

    What is happening now was not a war or a boxing match, but a representative decision that betrayed the Rock Titans'' right to challenge Exile, the Destroyer King.

    I was the rock giant warriors who gathered, but I understand Exile''s strength by participating in the Knights of the Rock Giants'' training during my stay - though to some extent.

    God told me to pick a representative from a recognized warrior, not dissatisfied. Instead, everyone was convinced that it made sense.

    Nevertheless, I did not accept everything. A human magician (wizard) suggested a game method called a tournament for leagues, but refused.

    Fairness is not necessary. Just as steel comes from crucifixion, the true strong emerge from a harsh environment.

    It wouldn''t even convey such a philosophy, but on this day, the audience gathered in the arena was certainly enthusiastic.

    Massive appearances of rock giants were discussed not only in Falv, but also in Hardenturm and Mainz, as some visitors to Hardenturm to see the sea and some split into mountains near Mainz for hunting.

    As such, due to the fact that there has been a lot of interaction and also the expectations of the real militants, this qualifier has also been visited by many humans. The qualifying games played by the Rock Titans, including the response to the incident, were a good test for the production.

    And the Rock Titans'' death struggle greets the good.

    There are fewer who stand on two feet in the arena, and the weak fall to the ground and cannot move.

    It was a truly abusive game method, but the strong remained.

    La Gu''s famous hand, ¡°Stonearm¡± Milsack.

    Running through the rocky mountains like a plain, "the diseased" Elizaoua.

    ¡°Rock Dragon Body¡± Manuda, which houses the power of the dragon in its body.

    ¡°Dawn Guardian¡± Kohler keeps the peace of the settlement night.

    Even the giant rock giant has an enormous ¡°atrocity¡± gugam.

    All are a thousand fierce men on one horse.

    ¡°Stone Arm" Milsack smashes his waving enemies with his long arms like a whip.

    The blow fired from Elizaoua''s inflected self is sure to take the opponent''s life.

    ¡°Rock Dragon Body¡± Manuda produces a golden scale on rock-like skin with prayers to the dragon god Bahamut and burns it down with exhalation of light.

    The "Guardian of Dawn¡± Kohler releases a counter that doesn''t look like a rock giant by taking a later lead thanks to his exceptional eyesight and skill.

    The giant stick that ¡°atrocious¡± Gugam wields does not allow defense or evasion.

    "You''re one good quick one with that big one!

    The person intended to whisper, but the voice sounded solid even in an avid arena. The surrounding audience, reflectively turning their gaze to the Lord of the Voice, looks at the figure for a moment.

    Someone observed with a sharp gaze how they compare forces around the two chairs.

    Regnum, Archbishop of Regrax.

    Musculoskeletal great. I''d rather be mixed up with a rock giant than in the audience. No, a great looking man who should still do that now.

    Without worrying about such glances and thoughts, the muscles that had grown his moustache took their seats. The cloak of Archbishop Regnum flies, and the audience falls in love with its refreshing appearance.

    But his mind was already away from the arena.

    I saw what I needed to see.

    All you have to do is prepare for the real thing.

    Originally, the Falv Grand Martial Arts Association was held as a cargo of work from the Kanto Regrax.

    Regrax has also been assigned a frame of appearance, and I have already declined the suggestion that the qualification for determining its representative should not be the militant party initially scheduled.

    A rare opportunity. Then we should put in the strongest of the temples of Legra.

    One is Archbishop Regnum himself.

    The other one, it''s already been decided.

    Changing purpose? Exactly.

    But nothing''s wrong.

    Because this is the choice God wanted.

    "So, I know it''s hard, but it''s a lot to say."

    "Leave it to Atashi."

    Hardenturm''s, no, Larsia unifies the society behind the Marquis of Istas.

    The centre of that organization, which has no name, exists in the basement of a certain whorehouse.

    Larsia, who laid down her waist on the throne dedicated to him installed there, called out to her partner who would serve beside her - who would no longer say so - Ritna.

    "When it comes to betting bills, you can use my judges to prevent counterfeiting. And be careful with the multiplier. Then, keep your eyes peeled more closely at the stall. Oh, yeah, yeah. I''ll have a meeting with the guards about security once. Keep people out of the way."

    "Yes, sir. I''m already worried."

    Like that, Ritna smiles. Now, a smile similar to that of the Mother of Mercy.

    Since there was a hidden disturbance in Larsia - after all, she was my niece - she had some sort of spare time.

    Nature.

    Yes, we stand firm on Larsia, and then we rule naturally.

    "How''s Larsia doing better than that?

    "It''s always the same. I don''t know what better state I''m in than on the battlefield."

    The divine body (avatar) strokes and inspires the head of a husband who speaks so confidently - he will say no more.

    The grassland race (Magner) therefore has a rare thirst for obsession with victory and defeat and strength, but the man works hard. Supporting it is a woman.

    At the same time, to mark you as not escaping, put your lips against your neck muscles -

    "Brother! What do you want?

    "Oh, Merla, I''ve been waiting for you."

    - When Larsia rose from the throne, she left as if nothing had happened. with a complete poker face.

    "I wanted to ask you something."

    "What''s your salary?

    "Let it out. 50 Gold Coins"

    "Do it!"

    The place to answer instantly without even asking about the content is actually a meadow race, but that''s why Larsia''s sister. That look, including the immediate cloudiness.

    "Is this...?

    A botanical paper booklet that Larsia hands down one after the other. Merla asked as she stacked it at the nearby table without even looking at the contents.

    "Materials."

    "Of what?

    "It''s for the host of the tournament. I turned to the side."

    I was going to live with the spell support, but while competing, that''s hard too.

    Well, I''m not saying it''s impossible, but I can''t do a lot of things.

    Therefore, I called for an understudy.

    "Huh? Do you read this?

    "Because I made it."

    Of course, it was Larsia''s men who made it. However, it is not an exaggeration to say that Larsia made it because of the proper addition. By grassland species standards.

    "Well, fine. More than that, brother. Something like," For reading when a masked swordsman removes his mask, "or" For when it turns out who the Great Sage''s partner is, "I have a designation."

    "Read it when the masked swordsman removes his mask, or when he finds out who the great sage''s partner is."

    "Oh well. Okay."

    Brothers and sisters who live with sensitivity, that''s all they got through to each other.

    If you have yut. No, I can remember anxiety if anyone else - the only sight I have is anxiety.

    But no one of the meadow species here felt that as one, and we were set to prepare steadily for the day.

    Why it took two months for the tournament to take place.

    Of course, it can''t be prepared overnight, but it also means that it took so long to create magic equipment (magic items).

    Rather than, it was a due date setting that anticipated it.

    "I''m sorry you got critical, old man"

    "No problem."

    Yut''s workshop in the fortress of Falve.

    Miscellaneous magic equipment or your weapon armor to be demonized. The Rock Titans had visited that room, which was littered with various writings and the like in a scroll (scroll) enclosed with a theoretical spell.

    I don''t care about the mess, or the fact that if I put together and disposed of the unmade items on that floor, I would be able to live in luxury until my grandchildren''s generation for the rest of my life.

    I just stare at the armor and shield placed in the center of the room.

    The day before the tournament. No, should I say the night before?

    Yut is right, the new power of Exile, which has become critical and completed.

    "I guess I''ll start with the shield. This one''s pretty much the same as the previous one. You shouldn''t be uncomfortable."

    "Let me try"

    Exile, Yut pointed out - at anything, it''s hard for him to lift it - when he lightly hands the big shield (Heavy Shield), he snaps his hand off the small fitting word (Test Word).

    Then he stayed on the spot as if it were hoisted with invisible yarn and followed the owner - Exile - as he moved.

    Let''s go.

    A dagger (short sword) that had been placed unconstructively. About 20 cm across the blade, Yut threw it with an exile behind his back.

    An attack that is neither powerful nor motivated when it comes to unintentional strikes.

    But enough to check the operation.

    The Great Shield of Magic travels solo, bouncing off its dagger.

    Metal shoots at each other, a tall sound.

    I didn''t signal that, but the Dagger, whose ability to "Reverse (Return)" was demonized, went back to Yut''s hand.

    "Adamantine, but it doesn''t change the way you use it."

    "That''s more than anything. Take care of it."

    "I can''t take such care of someone who can break this guy."

    "Well, well."

    Lightly consenting, Yut turned his attention to the next piece of equipment.

    If they ask what it is, most of them will tilt their necks and still answer with armor. Dragon Scale (Dragon Skyle) armor that protects your torso and stronghold with reddish-brown scales strapped to dragon skin.

    However, the shoulder area protrudes so vertically that it is likely to inhibit movement, and the body is quite heavy. As the demonized Wall of Loneliness (Wall Fort) calls it, it also looks like you''re wearing the fort as it is.

    "It''s easier to move than it looks"

    "If you''re old man or Val''s muscle strength, you must be. I can barely move."

    Exile, cleverly armored by himself, moves his body gently with his autonomous running shield intact. Unless you swim like this or even show off in the light industry. I mean, it''s perfectly fine for waving weapons.

    "Dragon scales belong to the Red Dragon on Orthodox. When you purge, you blow up the flames."

    "I have to thank Urdan."

    While thanking the dragon mechanic who was not here, Exile sarcastically distorted the edge of his mouth.

    "But it''s also a funny story to be given gear by Yut, who will be enemies this time"

    "Valtroude would say it doesn''t make sense if you beat a full Exile."

    I am too busy to have much time for the couple, I feel slightly different, but I know as much as I think about it.

    "Hmm. If you''re Yut, what do you say?

    "Win or lose is good, but I don''t want to plan a second time"

    I mean, it doesn''t make sense if you don''t do it in full swing.

    "Same as husband and wife"

    "Val wants to win. I don''t want to do it again. Not at all."

    "Then can Yut lose?

    "I''m going to win. That way, you don''t have to give a prize."

    Hearing the words, Exile chuckles with her teeth out. It has to be, it has to be.

    "You fighting people"

    "Well, I''m gonna do a test drive"

    "From now on."

    "Oh, from now on, it doesn''t matter how many times you use it tomorrow."

    The Orphan Wall is capable of being huge only three times a day for ten minutes. Yut smiles, too, in words that presuppose fighting to the finals.

    "If you''re an old man, don''t you have to use it once to win?

    "But you can''t be alarmed."

    That said, Exile left the workshop.

    I guess I''ll be checking the performance of the new gear against someone from the Knights of the Rock Giants. On the way home from buying the game, he''s like a kid who can''t bear to read the instructions.

    "Well, shall I go to bed?"

    Tomorrow is the real deal.

    The word I said I would win is not a lie. If it is to carry no further hardship or work, no effort is spared.

    Winning is what''s best for the future.

    If you think of the contestant''s face, that was self-evident.

 373 6. Before opening

    It was a falve that still had a chilly day, but that day the blue sky was wide with no clouds. It''s just as if the gods have erased the clouds that are in the way of looking down on the earth.

    The heavenly world where the gods live is not literally on the sky because it exists in a separate world that separates dimensions. I am well aware of that, but Yut makes such an evil push.

    "This one''s pretty exciting, too."

    "... right, you know"

    The day the Falv Grand Martial Society takes place.

    Even before the opening ceremony began, the training ground of the God of Power had shown itself in many.

    Someone lucky enough to get tickets to the arena.

    Who couldn''t get it, but came to taste the atmosphere alone.

    Those who are more interested in betting and striving for a thousand bucks than fighting in the arena.

    And those who visited because they are not sure but busy.

    In total, the neighborhood has been ruined by people who want to be thousands, and since the wedding of the lords and their wives - not so long ago - the crowd has become crowded.

    Nearly 100 stalls lined the square around the arena to satisfy their appetite, and wager bills with strange sentences were sold at some of the Lord-approved polling stations set up.

    Is it meant to be an outpost? Wild games occur naturally in somewhat open areas, not until the guards order them to be disbanded, but they are closely monitored. The bards'' performances, which were conducted independently of that game, were the result of even more excitement.

    The festival-specific heat covers the surrounding area.

    There could be confusion if there were so many crowds, but the clergy of the Temple of Helenonia, who presided over policing, had solemnly taken control of those in trouble and the bookmakers of Moguri.

    Guards have also been dispatched by Hardenturm and Mainz, and more importantly, Larsia-led - essentially Ritna - unnamed organizations are preventing many from happening.

    "There doesn''t seem to be any major confusion, more importantly."

    So although the chief executives, Yut and Valtrude, hide their qualities in the spell of the Mirrored Disguise Reflective Disgusts, there is no problem in showing themselves.

    But Valtrude has a flair for being too focused on other things rather than on the sky above. As for Yut, I recently thought of her as a distraction before the meeting because she was looking strange, but the outfit is off the mark.

    "... you want something to eat?

    "Right. Leave it to me."

    He still has a more attractive smile than an angel, and he never hates it. But it was too normal. If it''s the usual Valtrude, you can take the initiative and glance at the stall and eat and drink.

    If you''re in Alcia, you might find out what caused the change. But when she was taken out as an ambulance team, she had the final confirmation, and more importantly, for some reason, she had been taken by Larsia''s sister.

    Acorn is acorn and keeps busy in the VIP room in the arena.

    I''ll have to do something about it myself.

    "If you leave it to me, it''s gonna be a hell of a lot of money, right?

    "Just what I want."

    Finally, Valtrude smiles heartily.

    So Yut, feeling better, withdrew his beloved wife''s hand and moved to the stall against the background of the fun music played by the bard. Nature and the mood exalts.

    This is already a date from anywhere.

    "In the meantime, do you want something to drink"

    "Right."

    Of course, breakfast is eating Alusian "Feast" Divine Feast, but that''s this. Buy a well cooled ale with ice on a jock.

    "One glass, four copper coins."

    Similar formats of stalls to those seen on edge days. Canvas was applied to the wooden skeleton to create the sunshine, and in a large box placed in front of the store, the ale was cooled in ice water.

    Slightly expensive, but not complaining.

    Yut handed the silver coin to the shopkeeper, who had a sweat on his broad forehead, and received two sticks and a jock. The jock bears the baking mark of the Istas family crest - a scroll that teases with a long sword (scroll) - and I can tell it was loaned out of the fortress. The same is true of wood dishes and other reusable items, which are to be collected later and stored until there is another such event.

    "This weather-cold ale is extraordinary."

    Valtrude, who drinks up with momentum that sounds like a slurp, says satisfactorily. Not much momentum, no time to watch your throat move up and down.

    That''s not why Yut traded that for the jock he had and Valtrude''s.

    I can''t see it by my side and it looks like I gave it away. However, Yut bought two cups as Valtrude''s share from the beginning.

    Yes, it''s a change.

    "Sorry."

    Valtrude, who knows Yut doesn''t drink but doesn''t like it, also takes it for granted.

    In the meantime, Yut gets a sausage cooked on a charcoal fire served full of wood dishes, and buys fried pasta shaken with salt, as well as a skewer of birds and pigs with a fragrant scent of soy sauce.

    I remembered the stadium gourmet on the football field and it''s been fun since along the way.

    For this reason, it is not an amount that you can already hold with both hands, but you can carry it with the spell of Invisible Carrier Invisible Disc. Rather than putting Seneca II on board, it''s the right use.

    There''s nothing I can do to make it stand out, but only this time it''s not a problem. Because Albino girls and gastronomic barons who brought boys and girls their age stand out more than that.

    "Looks like I''m having fun, more importantly"

    Yut, who escapes reality, purchases Yale again on his return and returns to his beloved wife.

    "Yut is amazing."

    A meal that fills your belly or a pinch of booze?

    Vartrude stares with cloudless glittering eyes at Yuut, who may be where the interpretation is divided by people, but returns full of food.

    The beauty of it also makes me feel exhilarated and nervous to be stared at with more precious eyes than any jewel.

    "Awesome, what?

    "Didn''t you bring me what I wanted?"

    "... when the world is full of Val, I guess it will be peaceful"

    Though exaltation and tension vanished in an instant, my feelings for her remain the same.

    Instead, that''s the Valtrude, and my cheeks loosened up.

    "Hmm. Why are you laughing?"

    "It''s because you don''t know that. After all, do you eat?"

    "Naturally. If you eat something delicious when it''s delicious, I''m sorry."

    Looks like Valtrude''s nervousness has relaxed as he lays down whether it''s a eating walk or a drinking walk as it is.

    The contemplative expression softens and the two take their hands naturally and stroll around the arena.

    Until now, I didn''t care, but there seemed to be non-food stalls out there as well.

    Darts to get the product in total points. Looks like you''ll get a glass of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) if you score high, but I''m talking about Ritna for Larsia. Around there, you''ll be calculating exactly.

    Anyway, the score range that seems to be the average is today a voucher that can be used only in certain stalls.

    There are also souvenir shops that sell scraps and crafts. What the hell comes from the colorful eggs sold as dragon eggs?

    "I mean, where does Larsia get this kind of knowledge..."

    Yut, there''s a crowd over there.

    The burning face of the meadow race (Magner) disappears from the back of his brain in an instant, and Yut moves his gaze as Valtrude points.

    That was more of a queue than a crowd. Besides, they line up neatly in two rows, waiting for the order.

    It''s not just a sight I''m unfamiliar with in the Brewers. It was even harsh, and for some reason, there was something that struck me.

    "Don''t worry about what you''re selling"

    "... I have a bad feeling"

    Either way, it doesn''t begin to stay away.

    Avoid queuing and glance at the stalls from across.

    The structure is no different from other stalls. Canvas on a wooden frame to create sunshine and a table is placed. On top of it is a line of wooden jocks with thinly shredded ice and wooden spoons, sprayed with syrup-like objects from the gills, handed in turn in exchange for a few copper coins.

    Strange thing, a few things happened.

    First, ice.

    As Yut has managed, there are several means of obtaining ice in this world as well. But I saw no ice behind the stall, and on the contrary, there was no machine to sharpen it.

    Also, even though it''s not that big, no matter how much you pour on the jock, it doesn''t look like there will be no more syrup-like liquid.

    And it was blonde and brunette boys and girls who were not even old enough to cut the store up.

    "You were slower than I thought, Heavenly Grass Brave"

    "Looks like you enjoyed it too. Good, good, good.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Huh? Why are you here? Regra and Tyrone are good, and there''s nothing we shouldn''t do."

    "... Legra God will have just made the arena. And Ritna is acting only."

    Yut finally regains consciousness and tells him to squeeze it out.

    Which should be unfortunate or natural, that was more than respect for the Minutes Divine Body (Avatar).

    "Zeras God, Truss-Sink God. Why the stall?

    "If you insist, it''s a stockpile disposal"

    To an inquiry from the kneeling Valtrude, Zeras, the god of knowledge, to Eagle Deep. But the core blurs and answers.

    Obviously a sales jam, but the people in line say nothing. Should this also be called the glory of God?

    "What inventory is it"

    "There was a feast in heaven that Fermina tried to open, wasn''t there?

    On behalf of the Godfather, the Goddess of Death and Magic answers.

    After fulfilling the Sun God''s Quest. I avoided any trouble and immediately returned to the ground, but did that make this happen?

    "At that time, I came to behave because I had too much Nectar."

    "That syrup, Kamikaze!

    Yut shouted without himself or the world.

    If they hand out that stuff, I don''t know what''s gonna happen later.

    "Don''t worry, Heavenly Grass Brave. It''s diluted properly."

    "Bye..."

    "I have no addiction or pleasure. At best, the illness will heal."

    "Don''t worry, I can''t judge you subtly..."

    In the first place, it shouldn''t be something you have to do with inventory disposal. But this is the one who forcibly left when they told me they were having a feast. I couldn''t even protest strongly.

    "If you say so much, you can try one"

    "No, you can''t do that"

    To the Knowledge God who says it like it''s out there, Valtrude clearly puts in a no.

    "Well, that''s going to disturb the order."

    "It''s tough."

    "That''s my family."

    A pair of men and women come in from the back of the store. They both have a variety of dishes in their hands, including meat and fish and sausages, with a lovely aroma.

    The man is a disappointed physique dwarf. He has a finer mustache than any Dwarf Yut has ever met.

    And the woman looked familiar.

    "Oh, insignificant, you''re trying to draw me into your own camp."

    "What''s wrong?"

    It''s not bad. Rather, it would be a natural right, but I don''t dress up in a scattered state as much as my kids like.

    "Hellenonian God......"

    "More than anything in a breathing disaster, Valtrude Istas"

    Holy Knight (Paladin) with his knees poked.

    Meanwhile, Yut couldn''t help but notice the Dwarves accompanying him. Zeras, god of knowledge, Trus-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia. It''s all mixed up in here, it can''t be just a dwarf.

    Perhaps, no, definitely in Ducommerce Divine Minutes Divine Body.

    "Never mind, never mind. We''ll do it right here."

    Did you notice Yut''s gaze? The unexpectedly casual blacksmith god begins to enjoy alcohol and cooking on his own. My pace, but fully acceptable.

    But I''ll show you the White Knight sword later.

    "No, not like I''m gonna show you"

    "It''s up to you to decide that."

    "... Yes"

    It has been decided forcefully, but isn''t the real victims the Dravaels? And so is Urdan, the dragon engineer.

    I never would have imagined that the Lord God of Dwarves would have the opportunity to take a serious look at the work, etc.

    "Do, Valtrude Istas. Now that I''m busy educating my niece, nothing else has bothered to get off the ground."

    Words pop into Yut''s ear that make him such a reality escape, and also make him want to turn away from reality.

    "I''ll bet you a slot to compete for one thing."

    "Whatever you say...? Competition, is it?

    Valtrude who responded reflexively.

    That''s right, too, she had stunningly rounded her eyes more beautiful than those jewels.

    "It''s an easy fight."

    Moving to the back of the store, the Hellenonian God''s Minutes Divine Body forms in its center to convey the rules to the faithful Me.

    "Give me a knife, let me treat you. If it was convincing, let''s admit it."

    "Yes, sir."

    Ambiguous extreme victory conditions. Nevertheless, Valtrude accepted without questioning.

    Incidentally, the shake ice stores of the Knowledge God and his wife are back in business, and this is still due to the power of God, or the gallery was only for the minute divine bodies of Yut and Ducommerce God.

    "Select"

    Choose the effect of placing the Heavenly Mounted Sword in the sheath and demonizing it without showing any stray.

    "You put on an interesting mechanism."

    "Helenonia, I couldn''t do it without God''s help."

    "That''s fine. If there''s one real thing, it''s enough."

    After that, there are no words, and Ducommerce God sees them as eating into the confrontation between the two.

    That was the right choice.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    A seal designing two long swords floats on the Heavenly Mounted Sword.

    At the same time, the spirit (aura) overwhelmed the surroundings from the entire body of Valtrude, and the power of the transcendent was exposed.

    I can tell by instinct.

    There''s an absolute difference in power.

    What does it mean to be different?

    Horrible.

    It''s horrible, I can''t keep my eyes open.

    "Lightning March"

    But I didn''t see the movement at all.

    Exactly, thunder.

    Leaving only purple electricity as a remnant, Valtrude, using trump cards, waves his blade down to the God he serves. Destroyed the Unslain Sword Demon, the blade where the hexagen was demonized.

    "Brilliant."

    Taking that blow, the divine body of the Hellenonian God took it with a thick, long sword.

    With the sword of absolute immortality, the Devine Subjugator was wiped out, but thus created.

    Except he''s poking his knee.

    It was only one knee, but it did succumb to its power.

    "The troubles and agony I''ve always felt are gone. It was a brilliant blow. You didn''t have to."

    "No, I was in a hurry to worry. It just disappeared."

    "Then good."

    The two - or two pillars - release the sword they were meeting.

    Apparently, I was just here to encourage Valtrude, who was in strange shape. Appearances instead were also a pretext to make them serious.

    "Did I miss the appearance? It''s a shame."

    "... it wasn''t"

    Yut swears to his heart that he will never speak of the seed frame.

    "More than that, Ducommerce, you''re missing it. The Helix of Despair couldn''t have broken it."

    "Don''t pull it off properly. That''s gotta happen."

    "Look closely, you''re spilling a little blade."

    "No, no, no."

    "Next thing I know, I have to go to Alsace."

    The well-looked after Hellenonian God walked away talking to the Ducommerce God as he was.

    Valtrude appears before Yut, who was finally released from tension and exhaled loudly.

    "Val, that was amazing."

    "Oh. It was the best response of my life. Well, you can''t use it in a game..."

    Having said that, Valtrude stared into his palm, and did his gaze into the sky, and held his right hand all the way, and opened his mouth.

    "Yut, I win. And let''s get married again."

    "Ugh, yeah. But I don''t know what that means?

    But I don''t get that question.

    Valtrude, who simultaneously declared the victory and proposed, turns his heel and runs off to the arena.

    He was a yuut who renewed his thought that he would have to win anything while dropping off his leaping beloved wife.

 374 7. Opening

    The arena (Colosseum) is co-located in the training ground of the God of Power. Half an hour later, the Great Martial Party was held, and its audience was almost filled.

    The audience swells their hearts to expectations and waits for the game to start twitching. He spoke voluntarily of his predictions with his friends who had taken him along and with his first person sitting next to him, which combined to make him a grunting voice like a dragon.

    Despite the early season to say it is still early spring, it is transmitted from there and twitching and sweating with enthusiasm.

    Except for the VIP room.

    The heat didn''t even seem to reach that point, set up at the top of the main stand, and the ladies gathered at the round table in the center of the room were ravishing.

    "Over there, how hot is it? Some of them are naked."

    The oldest lady says as she was impressed by the opera glass prepared by Yut for this day - although she only gave the Eagle''s Eye (Hawkeye) to a lens of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

    The slope is plentiful and even the top VIP room overlooks the field, but now there is no one there. For this reason, it was an instrument for stealing a look at the audience.

    Also, it doesn''t seem like a sweet lady as she looks around who doesn''t dye her cheeks with shame, even though she blames the audience for taking off her clothes.

    "Oh, there are some women over there with paintbrushes"

    The chestnut-haired maiden sitting next to her similarly observes her surroundings and raises her voice.

    Are you excited, the tone of your voice is high, and you can''t just play the smile that floats in its brilliant appearance. If there was a man on this spot, that''s going to crush my back.

    "Really, a lot of people are getting together"

    "Everyone seems to have fun"

    You put opera glasses on the table as someone who served the same God, and the two smiled.

    The oldest lady''s name is Laura. The maiden with chestnut hair says Seneca. The former is Laura of Path Finders. The latter, it might be better to say the King of God.

    "Mr. Acorn. Is it time to start?

    It was Eudit, the queen of the Rotosilt kingdom, who sent out a help ship to Acorn with such a big, tight smile in front of him.

    No less than the witches of the Sun God. Speaking out in a noble but soft atmosphere, that''s exactly what I would call a Mother of Nations.

    I just didn''t imagine Eudit himself being a source of acorn tension. For what my heart knows, I am, but I am still the queen.

    Behaving completely as usual was a high hurdle for Akane, who was born and raised in Japan.

    Nevertheless, without Eudit, Yut would have been in more trouble than he is now because of the stress of acorns.

    "Ah, yes. It''s short, but we have an opening ceremony, and then, it''s a game. His Majesty Eldrick and His Royal Highness Kress are scheduled to compete in Game Two."

    Describe the match you would be most interested in while checking the match day program at hand - after capturing the original with a scanner, the mobile printer was fully operational and printed up.

    But Laura, who was briefed, had wrinkles between her eyebrows.

    "You said Mr. Acorn."

    "Yes. Something¡­"

    "Tough. Tough."

    "Ha ha..."

    "Be more friendly."

    The grinning Queen Laura is charming, and I can imagine her beauty as a young man is common. No, even now, I''m young enough. So does King Eldrick, but so much so that Cress works as a son, not a grandson.

    Because, yes, I don''t know if it is.

    (Why, all the royalties in this world are light!

    I''m happy with your feelings, but it''s hard to draw lines. Besides, I''m being assigned the role of Mistress (hostess) today.

    If it fails, what happens? I don''t even want to imagine.

    "But I also know how Mr. Acorn feels."

    It was Seneca II who told me to hold Queen Laura back, but the words that followed were unexpected and impossible to clean up.

    "Why don''t you make a law in this falve that prohibits your identity from snagging more than you need to be to those above you?

    "That''s a good idea. Let''s talk to Master Alsace."

    Eudit rode on the proposal of Seneca II, the Divine King.

    But, of course, it''s supposed to be a joke. If you do that, you lose your lord''s authority, too. It is self-evident to come in the way of future rule.

    Yet why can''t it be totally denied?

    "... well, even then, it''s Yut who struggles"

    In the first place, I can only assume that the kind of interaction that alters the rules in order to achieve its purpose is negatively influenced by Yut. I deserve it.

    "Dear Acorn, your tea is ready"

    There, Kagra, wearing an oriental-style samurai garment like cooking clothes, pushed the wagon into the VIP room. Cool glass in teapot. Plus, some sweets.

    Your ladies'' gaze gathers there as soon as possible. As always, let your eyes shine in anticipation.

    "Thank you, Mr. Kagra"

    This is a rare dragon man (Draconut), but no one has pointed it out.

    Acorns will recommend their own cookies and doughnuts to the queens. I made the tea I brought in from Earth into iced tea, but it''s perfect for today''s cheer like summer by jumping over the spring.

    "Oh, it''s delicious."

    "Yeah. Really."

    Queen Laura with her elegant mouth of cookies rounded her eyes and Seneca II, who drank iced her iced tea, nodded satisfactorily. Eudit, accustomed to Acorn''s hospitality, shows room, but of course, it''s not that he doesn''t eat.

    It''s a sight I can''t imagine there''s going to be a bloody battle on earth. The friendly noble ladies just seem to be having a tea party.

    Most importantly, on average, they are over 30 years old, but they are not ordered to point it out - Jonah or Larsia - they were not here.

    "Call me if you need me"

    Kagra, who confirms that the guests are satisfied, leaves the room.

    Acorn sees it and regrets that Petra and Regina should have been called here too. Regina may be difficult, but Petra, the eldest daughter of Folio-Farina''s assailant senator, should have been well qualified to be here.

    "The masked swordsman and the mysterious sorcerer are going to compete against His Majesty and His Highness Cress."

    I didn''t know the inside of such an acorn, and Eudit glanced at the match table with his finger as if he loved it.

    Eventually, the topic returns to the matches that will take place after this. Each one has an edged contestant, and it''s only natural because he''s here to support it.

    "Yeah, I''m a mysterious sorcerer to a masked swordsman."

    Acorn replied with a meaningful smile to Eudit, who tilted her little neck adorably to confirm.

    Yes. A mysterious sorcerer for a masked swordsman. No, not King Alsace and Yut.

    It''s a combination of higher multipliers of bets because you can''t reveal your identity, but it''s definitely not King Alsace and Yut.

    "Master Eudit, which one do you think will win?

    "Speaking of His Majesty Eldrick, you will be revealed to the heavens as a name-breaking hero king. His Royal Highness Kress is also known as a famous adventurer."

    To Laura''s question - or provocation - Eudit lifts the opponent. But of course that''s not the end of it.

    "But you are allowed to enter this militant party. Isn''t the masked swordsman and the mysterious sorcerer one of the corners?"

    "That''s true, too."

    I''ll admit it lightly, Laura. Acorn looked at it unexpectedly.

    Does Eldrick have full confidence that his opponent has nothing to do with it? Or is victory or defeat out-of-the-box, as you have heard from Yut?

    "I was wondering if having a magician at the party could even be said to be one great advantage. Especially if that''s the mysterious magician."

    "You speak like an adventurer."

    "What I''m saying in front of Lady Laura is wide-ranging, because I''ve also recently become an adventurer."

    With a little excitement, Seneca II speaks.

    Adventures in heaven seemed like a shocking experience for her.

    (Kings and brave men, I don''t know if it''s Kushami...)

    Acorn listens to such conversations between the queen and queen and the king of God in a sense of escape from reality.

    I don''t have to struggle that much because Laura, who is used to the place, is leading the conversation.

    Still, I guess it''s still game two for these three to thrive, but as for acorns, I also care about game one, where Exile and Larsia compete, and game three, where Valtrude and Yona go up in the ring.

    The opponent in the first match was a rock giant (Jarloot) who won the qualifying round, but the odds were also up for the miserable battle he showed in that qualifying round.

    Also, it''s Archbishop Regnum who claims his muscles all over that body that the Valtrudes oppose, but the other one who combines hasn''t shown up yet. Anyway, it feels creepy.

    "Who is expected to win, Mr. Acorn?"

    "Are you a winner..."

    Eudit stares at the tournament table for the matchday program with Acorn as he hands on the wavy honey blonde.

    That was quite a difficult question.

    The first match of the first round was the Rock Titans (Jarloot) Delegates who won the Exile Larsia vs. Qualifying.

    Likewise the second game is Eldrick Cress vs. the Masked Swordsman and Mysterious Mage.

    The winners of each match will compete in the next semifinals.

    The third match was between Valtrude Yona vs. Archbishop Regnum and representatives of the Temple of Regra.

    Fighting that winner in the semifinals are the Grand Sage Vainamarinen and Silver Swordsmen who were seeded World War I. In order to conceal his identity, Ray Cruz was to be forced to wear vivid gear opposite his image.

    Eldrick, who saw it, was laughing a lot, but no bard would ever speak.

    "It''s advantageous to have seeds, and I think you''re a great sage"

    "Mr. Acorn?

    That is not the case, the queen smiled similar to the flower of the great wheel and called her friend''s name.

    "Who would you like to win?

    "It''s up to the brave..."

    That''s all I can say and notice.

    "Well, if you''re in the field! I didn''t, so you have no choice!

    Is it interesting that you are forgetting to build and fix it?

    Or is it smiling that you unconsciously gave the name of your beloved fianc¨¦e?

    Akane is surrounded by an elegant but meaningful smile characteristic of the upper class.

    "No, this is it!

    As I tried to overlap my excuses, a bell rang from Falv.

    A bell that tells the hour after hour.

    At the same time, it was a signal announcing the holding of the Falv Grand Martial Association.

 375 1. Rage Taos First Match

    Arena given by Regra, God of Power.

    Injuries sustained in that field heal at the same time as they exit, a huge building that can accommodate thousands of spectators. Its greatness is magnificent as if it embodied the spirit of Regra God.

    Hundreds, no, thousands of years will continue to exist without decay.

    That arena has never had training or group warfare in the past, but it is the first time a formal ''game'' has taken place.

    Instead of the lord, the house zai Yut Amaxa had declared the meeting open, and the lid of the first match to be commemorated was about to be cut.

    "The opening match of the Falv Grand Martial Party is finally - J-Maru - Yikes! So, Mr. Arcia, the ambulance officer? Are you sure? Well, let''s go with Arcy. with Merla, who explains the game clearly"

    "Oh, Arcee?

    "Yes, Arcee."

    Arcia is more perplexed by free talk than by Merla''s subtlety.

    Are you still resistant, now with your crimson eyeballs on? But because they called me by my weird nickname, I still have an unprecedented look in that state. Very, I can''t show it to Yut.

    Confused is the same for the audience, and the common reality and commentary on the planet is their first experience.

    In the first place, I know you''re using some kind of magic device (magic item), but I can''t help but wonder that your voice sounds all over the place.

    "Oh, a giant rock giant (Jarloot) enters the field from the east entrance."

    "Two men, Gugam and Elizabeth the Walker."

    Restore your mind - rather than ignore it - Arcia explains how the Rock Titans were to participate in the Games.

    That the divine entrustment from the species God of the Rock Titans also led the others of the tribe to ascertain the power of Exile.

    This time, its representatives will challenge Exile on the occasion of the Games.

    That the winner will lay down multiple tribes as a great chief.

    The general circumstance was once again communicated to the audience through a microphone where Yut''s created Voice of the Wind (Wind Voice) was demonized.

    I was forced to take her as a commentator, but she''s serious about these places, too.

    "It was an easy story to understand. In a double sense!

    "The strong are great. If we don''t hold this back, we''re sure it''ll get incomprehensible."

    Front row on the main stand side, a live booth lined up by Merla and Arcia. The VIP room is just above your back, so you can''t see your response from Alcia.

    But Alcia herself was well seen. by Larsia and Yut waiting at the western entrance gate. Yut was not dressed to go to a masqueraded party rather than a militant party.

    "Even Arcee, Arcee. If Yut calls, he''ll fall, won''t he?

    "Before that, I feel like I don''t have my life"

    I used to just call her Alcia by name, and she had a lot of reactions. If it goes any further, I don''t know what will happen.

    "Um, why is Yut here?

    "Because the understatement air sucks. Split up."

    "Oh, it''s underground, isn''t it? The air''s gone bad."

    "Chicken. It''s probably because of Larsia."

    In the basement of the arena, there is an understatement of the contestants.

    There are private rooms, but when we gathered in the large room in the sense of making out before the opening ceremony, Larsia massively applied King Eldrick''s grandson, Prince Cress.

    "We don''t have to worry about it because it wasn''t meant to attack the Hundred Layers Labyrinth. I''m not swimming, so I''m not bragging because I dived deep."

    "The same thing about Murgush God. Because I just did it for my people."

    "Mostly, stepping through the labyrinth or doing something about God doesn''t change me."

    "Well, when I was younger, I tend to think that''s all. Looking back, I think there''s a lot of other ways to live."

    Seems honest and comforting.

    That''s why Prince Cress flushed his cheeks without saying anything, and I can''t resist because King Eldrick and Vainamarinen desperately laugh at it.

    Ray Cruz doesn''t care about me, Jonah lies down with too much to eat, and Valtrude doesn''t understand the irony.

    After all, he fled to earth with King Alsace - the masked swordsman.

    "No, no. The real yuut is over there, but what is this yuut?"

    "It''s a fake over there."

    Next to the guest rooms where Acorn entertains queens from all over the country, there is also a room to be described as the organizers'' room. There was a look at Yut looking down on the ground.

    Of course, it''s more fake over there than there is a yuut here - wearing a black coat on a white Reaper mask. It was replaced after the opening declaration, a phantom made of spells.

    Larsia, it''s time for us to go.

    "Yes, sir."

    Exile, who was making the last adjustments with King Alsace, encouraged his partner. Adamantin''s shield is already up and running autonomously to keep track of the owner''s movements.

    Different armor with large shoulders stretched out also seemed familiar to the body.

    "Old man, for now, come win."

    "Leave it to me."

    Yuut hi-touching and encouraging with friends going to the battlefield.

    "Is that it? What about me?

    "Don''t pull your old man''s leg."

    "Terrible! But as expected!

    In the end, Larsia and I exchanged high touches - Larsia jumped, so we got a good high touch - and send them off to the battlefield.

    "As always, you''re a good friend."

    "I''m afraid."

    Standing King Alsace, whose masquerade looks good, not a militant party, stands next to Yuut with a gentle smile.

    "Winning is our next opponent. What do you think?"

    "Before we do that, we should mind our own game...... I was wondering if you could explain that over there"

    At the end of Yut''s gaze were two Merla and Arcia who lived in the front row.

    "Late, here comes Exile and Larsia. Even so, everyone''s trying to roll! My brother looks like a child surrounded by giants."

    "Why is it the wind that''s turning to my enemies until Egg!

    "If you''re Larsia, you said you wouldn''t die until you saw your niece grow up, so it''s okay."

    "Hey, don''t talk to me on the premise of dying!

    Unfortunately, the player''s voice doesn''t even reach the audience.

    "Hmm, which one does Arcee think wins?

    "Exiles tend to prioritize attacks and grate defenses. Larsia is trying not to take the attack herself, but it could be brittle in case. And I wonder if it''s a negative thing to have mullets."

    "I see. Brother, seriously live!

    "Usually, we cover there..."

    Alcia says she doesn''t know what will happen in this game format.

    "So you''re saying the tyrants will win?

    "That''s possible. But..."

    One shadow approaching the four assembled on the field at a time when Arcia tried to mouth its continuation.

    "Let me confirm it as a referee."

    It was Dean Mel of the Vainamarinen School of Magic who proclaimed it so and used the Magic Sense (Sense Magic) spell.

    He, also a member of the Path Finders, was to serve as a referee, following the request - or order - of his mentor Vainamarinen.

    Nevertheless, it is the Falv Grand Martial Society, which should be called the rule, that has very few rules. Confirmation is made to confirm the granting of a spell by a third party. And the main task during the game is to pay attention to the safety of the audience.

    "No problem. Are you ready?

    "Uhm."

    "I don''t care whenever"

    Mel nods in response to Exile and Gugam.

    They were allowed a distance of about 5 meters, and the Great Mage (Arch Mage) raised his voice to roar the entire arena.

    "Begin!"

    At the same time, the audience will see an astonishing sight.

    (Must win first!

    He said he passed a harsh qualifying round and gained the right to challenge Exile. There was nothing in them that could be called an operation.

    Just attack first, beat it down.

    That''s all I decided beforehand.

    Two people going forward at the same time as the signal to start. The goal is Exile. God recognized and warrior. I didn''t see it sweetly, but I didn''t see it in the grassland race (Magner).

    Differences in response rates precede the "runaway¡± Elizaoua by a step.

    But that step stopped at the first step.

    "If you''re so outspoken, you''ll just miss me."

    With a backward, full grin of words, Larsia bowed.

    In other words, this meadow race would have unleashed an arrow. Otherwise, there''s no way the Rock Titans will stop walking.

    But they''re intact.

    I don''t have to raise one voice.

    "Now you know what I''m capable of."

    While walking to the entrance western gate. I mean, turn your back on the rock giants, Larsia says. It seemed interesting or proud, but both Gugam and Elizaoua had to affirm it.

    The arrows were indeed unleashed.

    Not even six.

    It doesn''t pierce the eyes, throat, and heart of the "tyrant¡± and the "runaway" - it plundered and flew near it.

    "Duh, what do you mean, Arcee!? My brother, aren''t you too bad with the bow?

    "Though I''m not by that name...... briefly, I guess it''s an alibi. And why don''t you trust your brother a little more?

    "Alibi?"

    Merla listens back in time as if she confesses to not thinking about it at all. Looks like you decided to put your trust in your brother aside for now.

    "I guess you decided to leave it to Exile. But you can''t do anything, so you showed strength first."

    "Huh? So your brother took the arrow off on purpose? What a waste of dexterity."

    "It''s not a waste, but I know exactly who it was."

    No matter how much I didn''t see in my eyes, I can''t sit there defenseless. Nonetheless, not trying to put your hands on it is proof that you have acknowledged your strength.

    No, I didn''t just admit it. Faster reaction than anyone else. An arm that releases six arrows in an instant. And the trick of subtly removing the aim. I might even remember being afraid of that divine work.

    "Bye, Egg. And then say hello."

    "Oh. Just give me a minute."

    "Just a little bit."

    Nearly 10 metres away from the rock giants, the meadow species sat on the field somewhere. An act that I don''t think is one of the contestants.

    The audience seats are natural. There were no ladies in the VIP room, no surprises, no voices.

    "In a Larsian-like way"

    "If I lose now, I don''t think I can even see it?

    Hiding in a mask and hard to see from the outside, but his mouth did laugh.

    To King Alsace like that, Yut answers.

    "Then it''s okay"

    "Why not?

    "Exile is unbeatable."

    Alsace stared blindly at the side of Yut, who was so certain.

    "Come on, we''re redoing."

    On the field it went one-on-two, but the look on the faces of the rock giants was hard to understand. It was difficult to analogize emotions from there, and I didn''t have time for that.

    "Coming."

    "Yikes."

    In response to Exile''s invitation, Gugam shakes the stick (club) up loudly, and Elizaoua turns around behind him showing unmatched agility to the giant.

    "Nu-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!"

    A ¡°tyranny¡± blow that even crushes the earth.

    It hurts Dragon Scale armor, but the armor doesn''t snap, neither does Exile himself. I took it flat, without changing a single complexion.

    One more turn than the Exile is a big gugam. A blow carried out from that giant would have always crushed the enemy. To unconventional results, known as ¡°brutality," he showed no unexpected haste.

    If you are someone you can defeat to this extent, you will not go down like a trustee.

    While I''m stuck, Elizaoua turns behind me. He also shook up a sweeping blade and saw a slaughter with speed and power, which should also be called a manoeuvre attack.

    But that never gets to Exile.

    "The shield moved on its own to defend -!

    Merla told them what happened.

    Alternatively, if it was a previous shield, it might have pierced, but Adamantine''s shield shows off the defense of a difficult defense.

    "Wall Fort"

    The same synonym (test word) as the name of the demonized ability. At the same time, the whole body of the Rock Titan''s Destruction King swayed, and at the next moment, an even more gigantic warrior appeared.

    Over Gugam, no, not quite.

    Its flesh grew more than once, accompanied by huge armor and spike flail.

    Giant. Yes, the giant itself.

    And more importantly, the aura of destruction drifting from its entire body. Hostile, it will be destroyed by dust. A renunciation similar to such a hunch makes the appearance even more gigantic.

    Both the audience and the live Merla. No one utters a word as one. I also forgot to breathe.

    Both opponent Gugam and Elizaoua forgot about me. I can''t help it. Calm was about Yut, who said, "You gave your old man a hell of a lot of gear..."

    No, there''s another one.

    That''s the Exile of the Day.

    Shake Spike Flail for each body on the spot. Violence ravages like a great vortex like a tornado, blowing up two rock giants.

    It''s not a metaphor.

    Rocky, the flesh of the rock itself slammed against the wall and weakened. I can''t move one finger.

    "There''s a battle!

    Mel''s declaration.

    And a beat late, the cheer engulfed the entire arena.

    If you finish it, a reasonable prevailing play.

    Plus Larsia waves back, leaving.

    "It was overwhelming violence, overwhelming Alcy''s anticipation!

    "Anticipation¡­. Well, that would be nice."

    Alcia was about to say:

    There is a chance that the Gugams will win.

    "I wish I had the strength."

    - and.

    Unfortunately, Gugam and Elizaoua did not extend to the two of them together.

    That''s very cruel. So, it turned out to be really Exile.

 376 2. Harsh Second Match (Previous)

    "Sounds like we''ve had some great growth after a while"

    "For a while...... is it indeed since Earth"

    The last time I fought alongside King Alsace - who was a prince at the time - was when I pushed back Koelirenato, my senseless mother-in-law. The figure of Exile, which then crept through a number of dead lines and gained even more strength, was just a roll.

    "Two people named Elizaua were strong in that gugam. With command, I''d like to entrust a team of Kingsguards."

    "Sure, he was a warrior in the corner"

    But it didn''t reach Exile. Enough to make me wonder if the Exile would have defeated them all by itself if they had allowed them to compete in the qualifying party.

    What does the race god of the rock giant think of this overwhelming difference? In the first place, what did you try to make me fight Exile?

    So Yut stopped thinking.

    Exile may have to leave this falve. The worst was prevented. All you have to do is leave the parties to each other.

    "How much training and experience can you get to that top"

    "I''m sure he doesn''t think he''s at the top."

    "Is that the landscape that those who stand at the top see?"

    Yuut and Alsace share their thoughts as they watch as Exile and Larsia, who literally kicked the rock giants (Jarloot), gradually grow larger.

    The winners were spared no applause and cheer from the audience - that is, the rock giant warriors who were praised and defeated in the qualifying round to occupy the corner - were no exception to that.

    I''m sure it depends on how you fight after this, but I''m pretty sure you thought you were recognized as a grand chief.

    (Well, if you''re an old man, naturally)

    Proud yuut as if about me.

    Under him like that, Larsia slipped in with the kind of momentum she rushed in.

    "Yea! That was an easy win! For both of us, I kept the place warm!

    Larsia makes a grand chest stretch to Yut and Alsace as she makes a sudden stop from sliding. To that word, which is small but spoken from above, Yut, while acknowledging it as fact, wants to rebel.

    "Larsia did little, you didn''t do anything"

    "It was my job to do nothing."

    It makes sense.

    But it''s not about winning and saying. If Jonah had listened, would she have been imitated?

    "Well, it''s no use saying anything to Larsia now"

    "Not enough respect for the winner? I mean, do you really get out in that outfit?

    "By the way, old man. How long are you gonna stay put?

    He gets poked where it hurts and shifts his gaze to Exile, still a giant beyond normal time.

    Its presence was overwhelming, and between the field and the entrance gate there were footprints like after stepping on snow.

    "Aren''t we going to stay like this until the time runs out?

    "No, because if you remember, the effect can go away"

    Speaking of which, I told him how to disarm it that I hadn''t explained it.

    The magic equipment in general is, so I totally forgot.

    When the Exile told Yut to close his eyes, he was back to his usual size the next moment.

    "Hmm. That''s light."

    "It''s a shame."

    "That''s magic."

    "I guess it''s better not to think about the law of mass preservation or something"

    Speak up to Exile, who returned to its original size in an instant. When you can see a dramatic sight in front of you, you can''t hide the surprise if you''re used to fantasy.

    But without such a fuss, the winning rock giant looks to the two who preceded the game.

    "Yut, King Alsace. I''ll be waiting."

    "Oh. Expect me. We have to stop Larsia from winning."

    "Discrimination. This has got to be a favor to Yut for more work!

    "You''re not nervous, really."

    King Alsace, wearing a mask, says as if he had been given away, but his mouth was laughing.

    We only went on adventures twice together. Still, now that you''ve become king, those memories are precious as gems. Their unchanging interactions make it even brighter.

    Some memories I want to forget.

    "Your Majesty, it''s time to come"

    "Oh. Please, Lord Mage."

    "I''m counting on you, swordsman"

    The two smiled at each other - something, the mask of Yut''s reaper, smiling all the time - and set their feet on the battlefield.

    "I came in first with a masked swordsman and a mysterious sorcerer!

    Merla tries to lift up by gripping a microphone shaped magic fixture, but the venue''s reaction is dull.

    Naturally, too. I can''t thrive without knowing who I am or my strength. Just some audience for the big hole aim raise a similar voice to the yaj. The only exception would be the VIP room.

    There was also a female knight who raised a strange voice to the appearance of her fianc¨¦e named Black Coat on the Reaper''s mask.

    "Nevertheless, Arcee. Who do you think this masked swordsman and mysterious sorcerer is?

    "Come on? But I''d say you have more strength than the organizers admitted."

    It''s not enough, but Arcia speaks plainly. I can''t even tell you you''re lying, but I''m sure you''re hiding something. But not if you care about it to that extent.

    "Well, what do you mean, you''re sure you''re who you are?

    "I wonder if it will."

    "That means there''s a reason I have to hide it even though I''m strong and sure of my identity. I''m actually expected to be quite a celebrity!

    I say it with confidence, Merla. Even from the audience, a twist of consent occurs.

    Arcia accidentally held her temples against a meadow species (Magner) who showed off in a strange way.

    "By the way, why did Arcee take her eyelids off?

    "There are too many people hiding their faces."

    "Oh, I see."

    It''s easy to say the right thing, but it''s easy to do with the atmosphere and the noise.

    "Whoa, that Eldrick king and his grandson, His Highness Cress, entered through the opposite entrance gate. Wow!

    Using that voice as an opportunity, the sight of the venue concentrates on a single man.

    Li Knight Eldrick, leader of Path Finders, stepped through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    A heroic king who rebuilt the kingdom of Tidrac, destroyed by the Verga Empire.

    Living legend.

    The lead role of hero Tan.

    I can''t see it coming. No, there was a hero there I never imagined.

    "Look, put your chest up."

    I''m not convinced yet.

    Like a plump - still, walking properly of his own volition - encouraged his grandson''s hand, and they both raised their swords of love big.

    "My name is Eldrick. The man who came to this land to win."

    "Ooooooooooo!!!!

    Simultaneously roaring, grunting cheers.

    No, my voice is actually groaning. It''s a loud voice that makes me want to block my ears, but the fanatically drunk audience doesn''t even care.

    The air in the venue that Larsia said was heated was taken root in just one performance.

    "Victory Declaration! Awesome cheer! Legend is, he''s still alive!

    The heat also travels to the live Merla and heats up further.

    "This is no longer like the victory between King Eldrick and Prince Cress was decided after all - Yikes!

    "... Isn''t that too early?

    "No, but you''re a masked swordsman and a mysterious sorcerer, aren''t you? Who''s there? Doesn''t that feel right?

    "Well, yeah..."

    Arcia couldn''t deny the words of Merla, who speaks like a friend she''s known for years.

    But not in my mind.

    The person who saw through the grid was in the VIP room.

    "Exactly, you have a bad tooth cut."

    Taking the impromptu opera glass out of her eyes, Queen Laura says as she sympathized.

    Sympathy was in fact shooting, and I remembered pity for the condition of not being able to claim victory over my beloved man. Now, Queen Laura has no doubt about Eldrick''s victory either.

    Carry the shaved ice in your mouth that you have received as a reputation for making you feel spare.

    Light ice texture. Cold air that cools all body heat just brings comfort to it.

    Coming late, elegant sweetness. A taste that even stains my heart, like I''ve spoken of somewhere before.

    "Oh, that''s delicious."

    The shaved ice, which brought complex emotion, is also this word if aggregated.

    "I have no choice. Because you can''t reveal who you are."

    "The audience seems flattered. The upcoming incident will come as a surprise, because it''s only natural for us."

    The masked swordsman and mysterious sorcerer support group objected while similarly mouthing the cold treat.

    I can see their intentions because it was an objection with little time difference.

    Laura with a meaningful smile.

    Akane and Eudit show all the antagonism while maintaining elegance.

    The game has been temporarily withheld and the VIP room heated up.

    Seneca II, the god king who stands relatively close to neutrality, supports Yut in his mood. But if he wins, he''ll be next against Exile and Larsia.

    In that case, not knowing which to support was the source of the current concern.

    "This flavour, somewhere..."

    Another concern is this shake ice. It''s so delicious I''ve never eaten before, but there''s something caught in the corner of my memory. I tried to dig it up - and I was forced to interrupt it by a word from Queen Laura.

    "Well, my grandson - Cress must be weak."

    "No, that''s..."

    Even if I know one or two are inferior, I admit it. Moreover, it is difficult for the party counterpart. Acorn bows his chest to say it''s good that Larsia and Yona, who are going to do it flat, are contestants.

    "But we''re heroes, too. If you missee Eldrick''s loss, it''s going to be a big deal..."

    Absolute trust in the other side that accompanied him for decades.

    You remember the old days, he''s narrowing his eyes and smiling.

    Acorn stared at her like that with her eyes mixed with a little envy.

    "Yo, Mel. Long time no see."

    ''Cause I''m a referee today.

    "Never. Are you really Vai''s apprentice?

    "Is it the one called Teacher on the other hand? Besides, Eldrick''s direct line wouldn''t be very similar."

    "You bet. What are you gonna do, make a copy of me?"

    Eldrick, who is still likely to go shoulder to shoulder and roll out to the city, and Mel, who strives to remain impartial and neutral. Apparently, it is an indescribable sight for a young Li Knight to be entangled in a majestic old man, the dean.

    Even more so if that''s the heroes.

    "Therefore I will not reveal my name here, but I am the king of this land. Regards."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Next to it, the masked swordsman - King Alsace - asks Prince Cress to shake his hand.

    Wang Taisun did not respond properly, but gave him a firm hand.

    I guess the sexual roots aren''t bad, Yut decides while observing.

    Most importantly, if the sexual roots were rotten, Vainamarinen would have abandoned them or given them a harsher trial. In that sense, it could be taken for granted.

    "I know who you are. Maybe Grandpa wants me to do something. But leave me alone."

    Cress turns to Alsace and Yut with cloudy eyes that don''t make her feel alive when she releases her hands in a flair such as apathy itself. I''m just in sight, I''m not recognizing. Those eyes.

    "Well, that''s why I''m asking you."

    Eldrick smiles bitterly - still, it becomes a picture - and shakes hands with Alsace and Yut.

    As soon as I greeted him, Mel confirmed the spell granted in Sense of Magic and gave him a look of goodbye for a moment, but nodded to them that it was no problem.

    In front of that Mel, a few meters away, Alsace and Eldrick. Besides, Cress confronts him. Cress, who seems impatient, already has his weapon.

    Yut was also a few steps behind Alsace with a spear for one hand and a spell in the other.

    "The battle was brilliant earlier, but I expect more than that."

    Education-like, kind words.

    But the next moment, I still get a harsh, educator-like look.

    "Begin!"

    It was Li Knight Eldrick who moved at the same time as the signal to start.

    Yut didn''t even understand when he took the walk, and it wasn''t until he saw Alsace blown away with a big shield (Large Shield) that he realized.

    "Shit."

    "I asked Vi''s guy to correct Cress."

    Fleshy Eldrick, Yuut taking distance in the backstep. Anyway, we''re done being approached.

    "If we win this tournament, our grandchildren will regain their confidence, right?

    With a fierce cheek reminiscent of the beast, Eldrick chases Yut away in a handsome move that he doesn''t think is just getting old.

    He slammed down a miserably swinging spear in an exact orbit that he didn''t expect while running.

    "Whoa! Does that mean killing from a troublesome sorcerer? King Eldrick blows up a masked swordsman and strikes a mysterious sorcerer. This is a pinch!

    Cheers up, as if to match Merla''s reality.

    But Yut is not the place to be.

    (Oh, he''s Jizzy''s best friend. This)

    Without even trying to see the spear falling on the field, Yut thought, smudged. Why, I trusted you. Is it because Valtrude is a heartbreaking hero?

    Either way, I made a terrible mistake. It''s not where the buttons are hung differently. The choice of clothes was an error in itself.

    "I''m gonna have you on a stepping stone. To win, let Cress grow up in battle!

    Confidence, motivation, purpose and.

    It excites the grandchildren who have lost the food to live against the heroes who caused it.

    That''s the purpose, apart from winning or losing.

    Yut did hear the sound of such an implicit understanding collapsing.

 377 3. Harsh Second Match (After)

    "Brave man."

    I stand unconsciously up and accidentally scream my childhood friend''s name.

    Surprised by the size of his voice, Acorn realized what he had done.

    As royalty gathers, I can''t even say I behave well in flattery. But in the field under your eyes, your beloved is being unilaterally attacked.

    It''s not what I found out about etiquette or anything.

    "I wasn''t strong."

    Only a few times Acorn has seen the battle of Yut.

    At that time, I could afford more, I was scared, but I felt safe, and more importantly, I looked better.

    Yet now they are unilaterally caught up. I''m about to be slashed with a sword. Even if you know with your head that you will not die, your mind will not do as you wish.

    "I''m fine."

    Placing his hand on the shoulder of such an acorn, Eudit turns to an angelic, loving smile.

    A heart-washing smile.

    An attraction that is the appearance of the innocent girl herself and deserves to be called the Mother of the Nation.

    "If you don''t believe, who does?"

    "Who..."

    If anyone means it, there are both Valtrude and Alcia.

    But that''s not why I don''t have to believe.

    "Trust me, give me someone you love. And if possible, Master Alsace."

    "Okay. Yeah, I believe it."

    He seemed unconscious to think that Exile was just an overwhelming victory and that Yut was also... Then again, I guess it''s partly because I didn''t really understand King Eldrick.

    Acorn does self-analysis.

    If you haven''t, you have to face up to the embarrassing mess you just made.

    "Um... Are you glad I shouted your name..."

    Seneca II, who simply missed it, rather than because he was neutral, is the best. But make an unreadable point about the air.

    "Ah, ugh. Well, nobody''s listening."

    "That would be... By accident?

    Acorn is driven by Seneca II''s infallible allegations.

    To them like that, Queen Laura turns an enviable look at her youth.

    "Well, then, Elle needs to be punished later."

    It would have been fortunate during the misfortune that King Eldrick was not here.

    Because if I asked, I wouldn''t have been able to stop the tremor.

    "Again, this is what happened"

    A little twinkle that won''t reach anyone, even without the cheer in the arena.

    Dean Mel, who stands on the field as a referee, was rather impressed with Yut, who managed to snuggle Erdrick''s offense.

    That''s what I knew when I checked the pre-granted spells, but now Yut uses very few melee spells. It''s a big deal that you can still stand with that.

    But it was also a development just as expected.

    "Attack, attack, attack. King Eldrick catches up. The legend you made me earn is alive and well!

    King Eldrick''s hero Tan (Saga) is well received everywhere.

    Merla also has experience showing off in a traveling tavern or city square.

    "I think the mysterious magician is trying pretty hard, too."

    "But more than that, King Eldrick is pushing!

    Therefore, it became a favorable reality for King Eldrick.

    "Meanwhile, the masked swordsman is stopped by Prince Cress and can''t go to the rescue! Pinch! Mysterious Mage!!

    King Eldrick''s sword moves are discreet and steadfast, back-to-back with his character. It''s an accurate and stuffing sword. For the ultimate victory, he launches an attack that seems seemingly futile and directs his opponent.

    The style of Longsword and Large Shield is Orthodox, but the dexterity of its handling is out of range.

    I thought it was an advantage, but I''m losing at some point.

    That''s King Eldrick''s sword.

    Therefore, it takes time to reach the King''s Hand.

    "The Great Mage''s Shield: Aegis of Archmage!

    "Crush, Sorcerer Kill (Wizard Killer)!"

    Nevertheless, it is another matter of whether that time can be used effectively.

    The defensive wall Yut managed to roll out of time was lightly torn apart.

    While upset by that, I probably didn''t forget to take the distance because I started training with Valtrude since my marriage.

    "This is King Eldrick''s love knife, the power of the sorcerer''s killing! The legacy of annulling every spell was true!

    "Whatever it really is, don''t let the magic seal you..."

    Even if he doesn''t like it, Yut bites his teeth into the reality and commentary that goes into his ear.

    It also hurts that a spell rolled out of a valuable frame of use was deactivated. But the most frustrating part is the prospective sweet self.

    When, were you pushed that far?

    Hit your back against the wall, the moment you run out of afterwards. Yut, blew it all off.

    "Good luck with that. Uh, it''s gonna be practice when you''re up against Vai."

    He said, "I don''t know if he''s feeling up to it."

    The color of Yut''s eyes is changing.

    Eldrick, realizing that, carefully distances himself - he didn''t do anything like that.

    Sorcerer, it must also not give time and space to an opponent called the Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage).

    Catch up with Yut even more with the almost stepping stone that makes you want to set an example for swordsmanship.

    Keep going and let go, sharp poke.

    Spikes aimed at the head, not slaughter because the walls get in the way.

    "A mysterious magician driven into the wall is attacked. Now you''re settled!

    That separated the two fates.

    - Let''s do it.

    The magician killing blow cracked the mysterious magician''s forehead.

    To be precise, I let him break the mask.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    On the verge of the mask being completely divided and the face revealed, the theoretical spell of the ninth staircase was completed.

    In a gray space where time stopped, Yut recovered the mask first and repaired it in Repair of Goods (Repair). Wearing it again, you use your own | "Flight" Flight spell and take off into the air.

    Here, finally take a breath.

    It would be quite advantageous even if I didn''t say I could win just by using the spell like this, but I didn''t intend to do that.

    In the first place, chancellor Mel of the referee can''t even forgive you.

    So, what do we do?

    The Differential Blast is too powerful and effective, and the Triple Spirit Spear (Hexa Gramaton) only works on subjects with evil phases.

    Unlike any opponent you''ve ever fought for, it''s hard to do.

    "Trump card for old man, cut one"

    Nevertheless, countermeasures are available.

    There is a more helpful spell on the limited battlefield of militancy.

    "Summoning: The Great Spirit" Sammon Elder Elemental ""

    It takes longer than a normal spell to complete, so I don''t use it all the time, but with this stopped space, the problem will go away.

    I tore nine pages from the spell document, split into three pieces and surrounded Eldrick in a semi-circular shape.

    After about 10 seconds, that page unravels, intertwines, and emits a great deal of light.

    Time after time, the grey world was lifted and popped into the eyes of the audience, a sight I never imagined.

    "Holy crap. Just for a moment, in a discrete gap, the mysterious magician flies through the sky and King Eldrick is surrounded by monsters -"

    "That''s a big deal"

    "For some reason Arcee is proud to win, but this is certainly amazing!

    Merla and the audience are stunned, and there''s no need to be good at Alcia.

    Fire, water and soil.

    Elemental composed of the energy of the source itself. It''s also a trio of source giants nearly 10 meters away. Because it surrounds Eldrick.

    "The inhabitants of the source world are elemental. They are willing and have their own values, but sometimes they can help us by summoning them. If summoned by spell, it is not the main body, but the flesh of the tentative beginning -"

    I can''t stay for a long time, therefore, but my strength remains the same.

    And Elder Elemental is a powerful individual among the elementals.

    Alcia explained with such force.

    It''s worth the embarrassment and trying to take off my eyelids and burn the battle to my eyes. Yut didn''t care about us at all, but it was a little shaky.

    "If that''s what you want, let''s take this one seriously."

    "What''s too much?

    "I''ll give it back exactly as it is"

    Yut laughs and says inside the mask as if to clear up his previous depression.

    "But if you kill my magicians, I think you can send them back if you hit them a few times."

    "Then we''ll do something else."

    "I''m looking forward to it."

    Eldrick also laughed as if to echo Yut.

    "Apparently, we can concentrate here."

    The look of a flashing cress.

    And from the reality and the audience''s reaction, we learn that Yut has sealed King Eldrick in.

    Nevertheless, Yut, too, didn''t think that was all he could win.

    I know it''s just a buy of time.

    So why did you buy time?

    (Nothing else, it''s time for me)

    I have to live up to his expectations as a subordinate and a comrade of war.

    Look straight at Prince Cress from under the mask and re-grip the traitor with both hands. No damage thrust with a shield from King Eldrick. The aim was to blow it up, so it wasn''t originally a damaging attack either.

    Alsace keeps an eye out for Cress, who is confused and still sets up a long sword and shield.

    At least, I''ll never let you go during this game.

    Alsace swears quietly to his heart.

    It wasn''t like Cress was holding me back.

    Rather, it was Cress who was stuck.

    "Come on. Let''s talk, Prince Cress"

    "It''s about talking."

    Cress couldn''t finish saying it until the end.

    Alsace''s body floats as the spring jumps from a slightly lower back sinking position, swinging down at once the sword body of the traitor he was supporting with his left hand.

    The audience temporarily fell in love with the beautiful blow that flowed. Especially the queen watching in the VIP room, with her hands in front of her chest, as if to pray.

    But the next moment.

    Know that a beautiful metal sound sounded and was inhibited by a great shield.

    But for Alsace, this was where it came from. Rather, it seems difficult to settle now.

    "Do you regret being outrun so much?

    "Ahhh?

    "I''m asking if it''s regrettable that someone else jumped over the path that I''ve decided to take."

    Cress''s face rose all at once.

    Is it because Alsace is pushing back on his feet trying to cut off his shield with his strength? Or because they scratched my heart?

    The correct answer is, both of them. But more importantly, which is the higher specific gravity?

    "I regret it! It must be settled!

    "Right."

    Alsace, whom Cress sees as just unfavourable, shields himself.

    Cress stepped on the unexpected lightness, but in doing so he gets in shape and sees the blow of a long sword.

    That was the first action he took voluntarily in this battle, although it did not reach the masked swordsman Alsace.

    "I know how that feels, too."

    "How dare you!

    I''m here, I regret it, I wave my long sword unchastily.

    There''s no time or mould. It''s the same thing you''re doing. It can''t reach Alsace.

    But only thoughts were conveyed.

    Speaking of kings of Alsace, didn''t you tread a hundred layers of labyrinth with Vainamarinen and others?

    As a prince, he fought resolutely against the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) and, even after he became king, repelled the invasion of the Verga Empire by himself.

    Such a battlefield hero lacks words and understands the feelings of defectors, etc.

    What the hell, which mouth says?

    Alsace took that thought head-on.

    "I used to be a hero."

    Alsace speaks as he ignores the attack.

    History of yourself.

    Shame on yourself.

    "But the evildoers were captured and rescued by real heroes. Twenty years later."

    Those heroes saved the world.

    "I, defeated"

    And the hero was described in a line of nobles and entrusted with the management of the territory - where he also achieved success.

    "I, defeated"

    Saved from being transformed into evil.

    "But what''s a defeat?"

    Alsace waved the treasure sword traiter unconstitutionally and slapped down the long sword he was headed for.

    And, as it were, he snapped his unprotected, empty torso with his shoulders on his legs. Unmanipulate non-fatal areas.

    Not surprisingly, Cress poked her knee on the spot.

    The swordsman in the mask looks down at it and spins his words with passion.

    "Is it the way to be given up to that extent? Can I lose my stacked effort?"

    If it can''t be good, Alsace goes on.

    "It will be hard. It will be painful. You''ll want to throw everything out. But others and so on are not relevant. I didn''t get kicked down. You may feel denied, but you haven''t lost anything."

    The words of Alsace.

    Cress listened to the words spoken spinning her soul.

    Live and audience voices are far away and make no sense. My grandfather''s battle is also out of consciousness.

    King Alsace. Even a person deserving to be called a hero from Cress''s point of view has a sense of inferiority. That gave me an honest surprise.

    "Let''s correct it. I still want to be a hero. Sometimes the throne seems cramped, but he aspires to be a hero as a king. This is a path that the Isthmus cannot take."

    Smile on your mouth, Alsace declares. Proudly.

    "Prince Cress, what about you?

    "I..."

    Various thoughts come to Cress''s chest.

    At first, it was just admiration. No, even now, in the end, is it?

    Like my grandfather, I wanted to be Eldrick the hero king.

    But does that make sense? Someone better than me, isn''t there a hero? Doesn''t make sense. It doesn''t make any sense.

    I didn''t neglect my efforts either. I did everything I could. Still, I couldn''t win.

    I was nothing special or anything. The grandson of a hero king was not a hero king.

    I was beaten.

    To my grandfather, to my people. I didn''t want to see anyone.

    I wanted to disappear.

    But - it wasn''t just me.

    King Alsace, stronger than himself, says he has been thwarted many times. From that mouthfeel, you must have been jealous, too.

    Still, he didn''t give up. I got over it.

    Such King Alsace says what he will do.

    Do you abandon the road?

    Or do you want to know the ordeal while you go to the top?

    Cress moved her body loosely and picked up a long sword that fell on the field. Stand up like a dying beast to support it.

    Exhale rough and still tear Alsace back from the front.

    And I said so I could roar.

    "Oh, you know what I mean -!

    "Then I''ll have to get my own answer."

    Rather than say I won''t give up here, how promising.

    A different kind of smile resided in Alsace''s mouth.

    But one thing worries me.

    Can you still afford it?

    You can''t turn around, and Alsace shrugs his ears at the battle between his friends and the hero king.

    "Speaking of which, I hear you''ve dated the daughter of Folio-Farina''s assailant senator a long time ago"

    "... I don''t know"

    "How will Queen Laura be judged?

    "After you had three daughters-in-law."

    "I love you all."

    "Huh. Kakeraya Tsubaki!

    ... The battle seemed to be moving to a spiritual battle.

    In the sense of saving spells, I''d say brainy. It should be.

    "Oops!? What do you mean, King Eldrick''s move was dull. What the hell happened?

    He said, "I don''t know what you''re talking about."

    "Maybe he kidnapped King Eldrick''s body, so he took it with him to lose?

    "... it''s usually a felony, it''s"

    It''s just a judgment on hearing information, but I think I can afford a little more.

    It lightens my mind.

    Repeat several deep breaths, replace the air in your lungs with something fresh before pointing the traitor''s cut to Cress.

    "Ask to be prepared. If you can''t release the blow I admit, it''s to throw away your sword."

    "Take that upon yourself..."

    "Don''t you get it? I can''t help postponing it. Then it is one way to give guidance."

    "Oh...... That''s right. That''s right!

    Cress throwing up words of self-immolation and abandonment.

    But there was anger in those eyes.

    When Alsace nodded satisfactorily, a woman''s screaming voice was heard from the audience.

    "Kress! Don''t lose!

    "Satya? Why..."

    A sorceress from the same adventurer party, parted in Folio-Farina. Look at her, who''s not supposed to be there, and Cress rounds her eyes.

    He must have rushed down to the front row. The man in the audience there gave a bewildered look and I see the guard coming down the stairs rolling late.

    "Why, you must decide because you like it!

    "Like what, yeah?

    "Suddenly my lover! To Prince Cress, who was at a disadvantage, it was just a boost."

    The venue continues to live.

    "Come on, what are we gonna do?"

    "Know what? But I''ll do it."

    Cress closes her eyelids and breathes.

    I won''t throw away my shield. Waving with both hands is more powerful. That makes sense, but I can''t throw away the stained style.

    Besides, with a burning blade, I absolutely regret it.

    Cress opened her eyes.

    All I see is a masked swordsman.

    "Ahhh!

    Let''s go.

    The moment I decided so, my legs were out naturally.

    Tens of thousands of repetitive movements stain the body, unconsciously the long sword takes the best and best track.

    At that moment I understood. I''m sure this is the best blow of my life.

    "It''s a brilliant blow. that readiness, I did receive"

    King Alsace, too, acknowledged it.

    But still, the blade doesn''t arrive.

    A tall metal sound echoes into the venue, creating a moment of silence.

    Cress''s attack, which looked like an inevitable blow, was, however, kicked back by a traitor who had slipped in as if he knew he was coming there.

    "You can be proud. Because the best return moves can only be made with the best blow."

    As it were, there was no way to resist the traitor''s return blade, which would strike as a torrent.

    Painful around his hips, Cress loses consciousness as it is.

    "Besides, if you''re the goddess of victory, you''re with me. A gorgeous goddess."

    The battle between the king and the prince, who thus aspired to be a hero, was settled, and the other king, who saw it through, declared an - inadmissible - abstention.

 378 4. Game III of Impact (Previous)

    "Oh, boy, you lost"

    Finally, Eldrick, confused to send the Elder Elemental, the great spirit of the earth, waving the sorcerer''s slaughter (Wizard Killer), accepted defeat with a bulky look.

    Yuut descends to the ground listening to the proclamation of the referee Dean Mel acknowledging their victory.

    "... as for this one, it helps, but couldn''t it have gone on yet?

    "You can see the face of our grandson. We''ve met our winning conditions, and we''re going wild."

    "Then I wanted you to be adult from the start..."

    "It''s a hassle to suspect eight hundred, isn''t it?

    With a Larcia-like look - I mean, with a non-reflective look as to what - pounding Yut''s shoulder. As if you were my best friend for years.

    Hi, I was an old man who didn''t seem hostile, in a different way than Vainamarinen.

    "By the way, who told you that earlier?"

    "... I think there''s only one of us"

    "Right. Vai..."

    The explanation I heard in the spiritual world is omitted because it is troublesome.

    I will also keep silent the story that Queen Laura, whom I met there, told Vainamarinen. This degree of return of interest should be allowed.

    Away from King Eldrick like that, Yut moves on to another king.

    Alsace also left the care of Prince Cress, who had lost his mind, to the ambulance - the priest of the Temple of Truss-Sink (Priest) - and had just looked back here.

    "If I took any more trouble, the next one would be in danger."

    "In a series of wars, the Wizard is a painful place."

    "Summoning: The Great Spirit" Sammon Elder Elemental "wanted to be kept next..."

    I get my head off that it was a miscalculation. In fact, I feel like holding my head when I think about playing against Exile and Larsia.

    "Next. Nice to see you again."

    "I''m counting on you."

    Two of the masks are in the middle of the field, holding hands tight.

    It''s a different sight from the edge, but it wasn''t even with friendship, it was the moment a definite sense of trust was born.

    "Besides, it looks like it''s working."

    "And then it''s up to him."

    That being said, there is a satisfying grin in Alsace''s mouth.

    I did what I had to do, and I told him what I wanted to say.

    Stand up or stay down. The only way to make that decision is to leave it to Cress.

    "I lost in front of this big audience and my own woman by the time I was skinless. All we have to do is reopen it."

    "It depends on the time, the case, and the other person, but I think it conveys my heart."

    To Eldrick, who has been mixed up in conversation as a matter of course, Yut responds with a serious voice.

    The heroic king stared at the great magician (Arch Mage) wearing the Reaper''s mask with a look like he had been poked into the void.

    You''re a romantic.

    "Otherwise, you can''t spend time with your wife and two fianc¨¦es"

    "I see."

    Hmm and impressive Eldrick.

    Yut, who instinctively realized it was dangerous to move forward in this direction, changes the story.

    "Think about it, it''s been quite a rough cure...... Besides, don''t you have to give it to me about His Highness Cress?

    But the hero king just flatly nods back.

    "If you wake up and see it first, a pretty girl would be better than a jizzy"

    "Oh......"

    All I can do is nod to the utterly unmistakable persuasion.

    As the chatter was about to continue on the field, Mel the Judge broke in between.

    "Dear Eldrick, it''s time to leave"

    "Mel''s cold."

    "Yes, sir. You wouldn''t even think about that."

    Mel takes off her majesty as dean and smiles bitterly.

    The youngest, commonsense man in Path Finders. What a sight to bequeath the hardships of the past.

    Tell Mel like that to wait a little longer with just her gaze, and Eldrick turned to Alsace.

    "You put a lot of work into it. Thank you."

    "This was a good opportunity to look back at myself"

    Two kings shake hands disappointingly.

    Thus, the second match, in which old and new heroes and future heroic candidates crossed spears, ended with both fame.

    "The Battle Now! And they let me burn it in my eyes!

    "Archbishop of Regnum......"

    Once, Yut and Alsace tried to get back to the basement depot.

    Before them, a group of men and women appeared waiting at the entrance gate.

    One is Archbishop Regnum, the head of the divine capital Regrax, without mention.

    Cut short hair with an ambitious moustache. The muscles that cover the entire body without blemishes are equal to armor and glow dull in red copper color. The lack of weapons seems to lead us to confront the Valtrudes in combat, like the monks (monks).

    And that''s the same for the other one.

    Sleek, long beauty with brown skin and silver hair in a ponytail.

    I cover my whole body with leather clothing like a bodysuit, but I can''t hide my forged limbs. Now, we have not lost our femininity, like a living sample of the word physical beauty.

    Nor does she have any weapons.

    Apparently, you two are going to be on the battlefield with physical weapons.

    "Please don''t call me Lela"

    "In the officials of the Temple of Regra, you are the most powerful!

    When I visited Regrax, I don''t remember seeing him.

    Yut hits me wondering if he was on a journey or if he called where he belongs to the temple of other lands.

    It should be noted that Eldrick left behind saying he was going to the VIP room, trying to break through the shortest route - inside the audience seat - so he wasn''t on the spot for a short distance instant trip with Mel''s spell.

    Thanks to this, I didn''t have to panic, but as a yut, I''m not much of an interpreter.

    "What do I say, but watch out for Jonah, too"

    "Of course! That thoughtful goodness is a threat!

    "Yes, I know you very well."

    An exotic beauty named Lela laughs like a moon and steps onto the field, courteously in a flowing act.

    Archbishop Legnam continued with his cape flipped as if to serve behind it, and Yut and Alsace dropped off their hindsight.

    "The world is wide. There are still strangers out there."

    "... surprisingly, though"

    Archbishop Regnum understands. Paradoxically, but without considerable strength, you can''t be the number one in that city.

    But it just stands for the best, and Lela seems to be a step up.

    The next game will be a showdown between sword and fist.

    In common sense, a human being armed with bare hands. Nor can we defeat Valtrude.

    But the fact that few contestants can be measured by common sense is also undeniable.

    It is a tricky combination, and even the Holy Virgin of Helenonia may not escape a struggle if she does poorly.

    That''s right.

    At this stage, Yut did not doubt the victory of the Valtrudes.

    "Come on, game three of the first round as soon as possible. I mean, it''s the last game of World War I, Arcee."

    "You don''t have to check with me, the facts won''t shake."

    "That cold reaction becomes a habit!

    With Alcia, I''m not dealing with things I like and can''t connect with.

    To be honest, I can''t keep up with Merla, and there are some things that I don''t think come up with when I say rescue squad.

    More than anything.

    Because of this, Yut pulled in without even trying to look at this one, even though he said he took off his crimson eyelids to support him. Not that I want to be seen, but what does this mean?

    Alcia stopped pulling in, keeping her eyelids off.

    (Well, there''s also a game between Val and Yona)

    I make excuses for that, but this is already, like, the will.

    So if Valtrude and Jonah win, they don''t realize they can''t wear crimson eyelids.

    "With that in mind, the third match will be a symbol that the representative of the Temple of Regra will challenge the combination of the lord and the" outdoor ruler ¡±Yona."

    "Wait. Ruler of the outhouse?

    "Was Falve''s white flash better?

    Like a flash of light, they say they eat up the dewstores. Lead the children.

    It was two completely unchanged names.

    If you''re Yut, you can say, "The economy goes around, and it''s nothing, okay?" and so on, "but it''s not good for Jonah''s friends either to make them remember luxury from childhood.

    Alcia vows to preach after the tournament.

    "Well, aside from that, it''s the usual prediction of winning or losing -"

    "I can''t imagine Val losing."

    "Yes, you''re right! That''s why betting is the most popular. It''s a great destiny."

    The Valtrude shows up to take Jonah to the field.

    The neat appearance is tight, and the accent of harshness adds a step further to the beauty of heaven.

    It''s a battlefield for thousands of people. No matter how easy it is to see and design, it is difficult to discern an individual standing on the field.

    Nonetheless, the audience breathed uniformly.

    Silence, arguably even creepy, dominated the place.

    "On the waist, a glass iron sheath. Consolidate your whole body with magical silver (Mithral). Master Istas Hou Valtrude is fully armed!

    Even so, don''t forget your duties. Alternatively, Merla announces to the entire venue, showing off her insensitivity, for better or worse.

    So cheered from the audience as if the bondage had been broken.

    But the Holy Virgin of Helenonia will not respond to that cheering voice.

    That gaze keeps your opponent still.

    To be precise, he captured a brown woman militant named Lela.

    That''s even after Mel confirms the grant spell and lets the two distance themselves. I mean, it doesn''t change just before the game starts.

    "It''s what we want from each other, a good game with all our dying power!

    "Likewise, we look forward to a bloody meatloaf experience."

    The brown silver-haired beauty smiles lusciously at Archbishop Regnum as usual.

    Two really contrasting people.

    Nestled in grandeur with fleshy, masculine limbs, Lela had a different charm than Valtrude.

    "Nice to meet you"

    It was Valtrude who, naturally, offered his dominant arm and shook hands with two of the Temple of Regra, but his tone and expression were stiff.

    It''s as if you''re exploring discomfort.

    "Okay? So..."

    "Okay."

    Surprised at Valtrude like that, but blocked Mel from trying to signal the start as a referee. No, the Albino girl raised her voice, as if it had not existed from the beginning.

    Flat voice as usual.

    The expression, as always.

    But that''s how confident I am, pointing to the silver-haired woman who named herself Lela.

    "That''s hot and bitter...... Not, muscle...... not, Regra God"

    To that point, Valtrude slapped Pong with his hands in his arms, and the expression of Archbishop Regnum and Lela remained unchanged with a smile.

    Mel was stunned.

 379 5. The third game of shock (after)

    "Does that mean she''s an avatar? No, but how can you say that?"

    Close to the first experience, such as encountering a minute divine body. Still, Mel, the referee who quickly recovers from oblivion, asks the speaker, Jonah.

    "Oh? The referees and contestants seem to be discussing something. Is it trouble?

    Keep it down so it doesn''t sound live or in the audience.

    In contrast, the Albino girl replied in one word without particular consideration.

    "Survey"

    A word instead of a word. And on the basis of being too weak, now it''s time for Mel to stop.

    But in that sense the legitimate reaction was a minority in this field.

    "At first sight, I didn''t think it was the only thing. If that''s the case, you''re convinced."

    Um, um, Valtrude, who specializes in one with a sunny look.

    She was so full of charm that she would be happy together that her troubles had been resolved.

    "It''s not like you''re not eligible to participate, is it?

    "That''s true..."

    Mel with a sinister face to the inquiry of Lela - the minute divine body of Legra God. This should be said to have been an unobstructed hole rather than a hole in the rule.

    "Then ask everyone for a Judge, but let''s be good!

    Stepping on the field more and more, Archbishop Regnum grows disappointed and roots and voices up on the earth.

    "Everybody, listen up!

    Atmospheric trembling loud voice. Jonah, close to the center, is so grudgingly eye-catching that she''s holding her ear.

    With such a sacrifice, the appeal reached the entire venue without using magic equipment (magic items).

    "This man, named Lela, was sent by my god Legra to complete the martial arts of the Orient and became a divine body! You will want to join the militia to complete your studies and test the business!

    Sudden confession.

    Instead of surprise, confusion erupts.

    "Minutes of God, what is it?" "Look, God came out in a fairy tale." "Oh, if I helped a blurry jizzy, he said he was a dragon god, and he got me a gold and silver treasure in return." "But isn''t that a young sister?" "Beautiful..." "What happens to betting when there''s no more games than that?"

    Judge Dean Mel holds his head.

    The same will be true of Yut, who is hearing this voice somewhere. Vainamarinen or Eldrick should be laughing with their bellies, not their heads.

    "A minute god is such an easy thing to come out of?

    "No way. It can''t be."

    Arcia denies it with all her body and spirit.

    Yes, it''s impossible.

    There is no doubt that the divine bodies exist for the minute they are dispatched to the earth, but the odds are lower than running into meteorite falls, such as encountering them.

    It''s supposed to be.

    "Huh. But is there anyone else? More than that, Alcie. Regra, wasn''t God a man''s man?

    "I''m not a man, but to God, gender is not immutable."

    "One more thing. If God comes out, what''s the winning decision?

    "No. Naturally, it''s extraordinarily inferior to the main body, and even a minute divine and a bite is a thousand different. There have also been instances of evil gods conspiring through their followers and their gods being defeated by adventurers."

    "Heh."

    The atmosphere at the venue was like, "Well, then, isn''t that a problem? leaning in the direction of".

    "You have no objection to me. The more rugged the road to victory, the more valuable its title is"

    "If you want to, kill."

    That, too, the opponent held back.

    I would like to show you the depths of Eastern martial arts.

    Before Lela smiled lusciously, Dean Mel gave up any more resistance.

    At the same time, I decide to be prepared to intervene even by exercising my strengths if I have to.

    "By the authority of the referee, I authorize you to enter the war. Okay, here we go!

    At the same time as that signal, I took the constellation of thoughts.

    Valtrude still hasn''t pulled out the White Knight sword. Grasp the pattern of the sword firmly and stare at the Divine Body and Archbishop of the Regra God without alarm, keeping the sword body in the sheath of the Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

    The Lella doesn''t take up as much of a setup as a setup.

    It is a natural body with both arms dripping down, with both feet on the ground snugly. What floats in its neat appearance is the smile of delight, fun and helplessness in front of an abusive step.

    On the other hand, Archbishop Regnum sets his centre of gravity low, but his head is not lowered more than necessary. I keep my sides tight and gauge the timing.

    It also resembled a wild jaw. No, no more heavy pressure.

    That''s how away from the three people who look at each other one by one at close range, Jonah closes her eyelids and concentrates just because she can''t watch the hot, painful people and so on. Develop your mental strength.

    "Select"

    "I''ll have the fastest spear!

    It was almost at the same time that Valtrude decided on her ability to demonize and Lela moved on.

    However, only the parties realize that the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) preceded them only slightly. Despite the fact that she made the final decision in reaction to Lela''s behavior.

    It wasn''t a prediction of the future, but the increased concentration caused it to interrupt.

    Ponytailed silver hair flips and stays on the sliding feet. However, against Lela, who packs the distance at high speeds, Valtrude swung through the Heavenly Mounted Sword.

    The plucking of divine speed creates flashes and winds.

    The wind is due to the sharpness of the swing, but the flash is the ability to be demonized. The Glorious Sword, wrapped in light, interferes with the target''s evasive behavior.

    In addition, the sharp blade Pointed Blade ensures that the target is captured and that if the attack is hit by the Extrusion (Bashing), the distance can be taken.

    The demonization of Suppression (Subdual) eliminates the blade and does not cause lethal damage. However, the body that trained the fangs of the Bloodsucking Dragon (Brad Dragon) and reinforced it with Adamantin is alive and well. I see such a vicious blow than beating him with an iron stick. It should be called a measure to attack without hesitation, not by way of modesty or otherwise.

    "Hey!

    Highly motivated and in perfect condition.

    It also burns a vivid trajectory in the eyes of Alcia, and the best sword strikes the thin torso of the minute divine body of Regra - on the verge.

    "The Art of Ghost"

    For each pitch-black bodysuit wrapped in brown skin, Lela disappeared like a summer.

    People - maybe not, but it can''t be easy to disappear. Even if it''s transparent, the blade should definitely arrive if you''re on the spot.

    But the Heavenly Mounted Sword cuts the sky.

    Oriental Li Kutua. The art of the gloom that has been secretly conveyed in its sneak. A secret technique that instantly ghosts (ethers) the flesh and hides it from this world.

    On the right hand side of the defenseless Valtrude after the attack, a brown woman militant emerged.

    "I''m a woman because I was forbidden to work for men."

    Speaking for a natural reason, the fist emits a white glow - a rush of attentive fist punching.

    A series of attacks carried out from a fleshy body that can never be luxurious. You don''t mind if your opponent is armed with magical silver (Mithral) armor. Valtrude''s neat nose and jaw, along with the confidence to pierce that defense. A relentless, freakishly spontaneous attack flies to the throat, dovetail and abdomen.

    "If you think he''s disappeared, he''s coming out and beating you up!

    I can''t even keep up with the reality.

    The audience also instinctively had a hunch about Valtrude''s defeat.

    "Don''t worry."

    But Arcia doesn''t move.

    "Seems like they''re going to do it to this extent, because there''s no way they can save the world."

    Valtrude concentrates only on fist punches released into his face, shaking his neck left and right to dodge. For that matter, I won''t be able to defend myself against the others, but due to the accuracy of the attack, I wasn''t worried.

    "I thought it was a deadly time."

    "Hence, Regra God."

    It sounds as clear as a windchime to the entire arena. That''s the sound of a mindful fist punching magic silver.

    An integrated shield has demonstrated its ability to demonize and prevent deadly attacks.

    The result was what my beloved daughter of the Goddess of Death and Magic said. But it''s completely unprotected, and that Valtrude is blown up a few meters and out of balance.

    If everything had been decent, it could have gone down.

    "I''m Lela. It''s not that hot and painful. But it''s a nasty shield."

    "Then it''s just a good story if you can''t use it!

    Archbishop Regnum, who was watching for a chance, mobilized muscles all over his body and set up a tackle to Valtrude to bump from a low center of gravity.

    If it gets close, there is also an estimate that the support from the Albino girl will also be sealed.

    "Two-on-one, but not to say cowardice or anything!

    "I just want it. But I don''t think it''s bad... but you can''t be pushed down besides Yut"

    Try to stick out the magic silver shield and pay it off, but that''s what they''re after. A mass of muscles leads to the shield, so as to pull the line and retain the Cathedral Knight on the spot.

    As strangled with all-powerful force, it doesn''t even move.

    I''m so impressed that I want you to do it again in Exile and Power Competition.

    "Even my husband has never been pushed down. Instead, it''s just a response to saying that you''re pushing it down from me every night!

    "I didn''t say it, and I didn''t even do it!

    While reacting to unscrupulous realities, there are no gaps. I''ve denied it aggressively, but I can even afford to reflect that it might have been a lie not to have done it.

    But I was oblivious that denial here would not reach the audience.

    "Noooo!

    Archbishop Regnum stepped further in and sandwiched Valtrude''s arm aside. Keep going, shake up your free left arm and release the elbow punch.

    "Gu."

    Valtrude, who realized it was inevitable, stretched his back and ate his teeth, and took his elbow with his forehead.

    Still, it should be noted that the impact penetrates the entire body. My brain shakes and temporarily my underfoot gets stuck.

    Then there was a spill of blood.

    Totally in between fights. Longswords have difficulty retrieving.

    "That''s right, Master Valtrude is being pushed too! Arcee, are you okay?

    "Why do I call Valtrude such a weird person?"

    "Looks fine!

    It''s an unscrupulous interaction, but I only knew exactly what was going on.

    Disadvantaged situation, but that''s all.

    It''s not irreversible, and you''re not losing.

    That''s why Lela planned to throw it all at once.

    If they miss this opportunity and take a long sword intermission, they''ll get a handached bombing from the Albino girl. Sealing the Cathedral Knight will also seal the Psychic.

    "We can''t seem to afford to have fun, so let''s settle for it"

    "Right. That''s too bad."

    Valtrude also responds with a smile to Lela, who proclaims victory with a glossy grin.

    Beautiful gods smile.

    "The Art of Ghost"

    Again, Lela disappears.

    Behind you or appear on the right side sealed with every shield?

    While the attention was drawn, Valtrude put his sword into the sheath while struggling slightly. Nor is he forced to attack Archbishop Legnam, who grabs the shield, nor is he trying to intercept Lela.

    "Selected"

    And when I reset my ability to demonize quickly, I let go of the bullshit.

    The Heavenly Mounted Sword, which was thought to fall on the field, began to act autonomously through Autonomy (Auto) and turned the blade, which had been made huge by Enlarge, overhead.

    To the brown woman militant, whose art of glitter was solved and appeared.

    Lela, who was the target of the Horseman Sword, was laughing.

    Looks fun and happy.

    While falling, twist the silver-haired ponytail to circle your arms. The supreme sword and minute deity clashed just above Valtrude and Archbishop Regnum - the blade, the crystal of love between Yut and Valtrude, jerked off the defense.

    "Brilliant!

    Lela, who was the target of the Horseman Sword, was laughing.

    Looks fun and happy.

    And fiercely.

    At that moment the blade touches, Lela activates another secret.

    "The Art of Shaping"

    The blade of the Heavenly Mounted Sword pierces the pitch-black bodysuit.

    Just a body suit (...).

    Lela, who instantly took off her clothes due to any reason, used it as a substitute to dodge the interception. The underwear - around the chest wrapped around the exposures and the lower body tied through a string on the cloth - was the only outfit and rode on Valtrude''s shoulder like a shoulder car.

    Without breathing, the minute god wraps his slender and long brown feet around his neck.

    The Virgin of Helenonia.

    God-killing.

    Heroes of salvation.

    All that title is true, but you have to breathe to live more than you are a living person.

    "Is this settled? And if you''re coming with a lover, keep a man''s eyes closed!

    Mel also felt that the settlement was close.

    There are some things I think about strangulation that have no appearance, no shame, no outside hearing, but we have to keep an eye on them. Although the backup is complete, it is also the referee''s job to stop the game before losing his mind.

    But he was making a mistake.

    Sure, I have a referee''s job.

    "Dean Mel, please protect the audience"

    Before we understood what Arcia was trying to say, the biggest anomaly occurred.

    "Flare Burst - Maximize Enhancer"

    Small sun.

    I call it that. No other flame. No, a mass of heat was shining over the head of the Albino girl. How much mental strength have you worked out? And how much destruction will it scatter?

    Anyway, we all understood that it wasn''t something we couldn''t get out of before, we just didn''t.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    When Mel quickly retrieves the spell document, he unhesitatingly activates the Ninth Staircase spell.

    "Summoning: The Giant Spirit" Sammon Elemental Obelisk ""

    Continuing, he summoned Elemental Obelisk, a giant spirit that transcends the Great Spirit Elder Elemental, with 20 metres of ground spirits, like rock beds with grown hands and feet, placed in front of the audience, but naturally it was not enough as a whole.

    Prepared for when Yut or Vainamarinen used a wide area destruction spell such as Star Stone Rain (Meteo Rain), but not if they were spared.

    Do not patrol, use up the prepared Summons: Giant Spirit to ensure the safety of the audience.

    At the same time, time moved into the future again, with a huge explosion.

    Involve Valtrude.

    "Nah, nah, what happened? -!

    It''s Merla''s job to live that. But no one was alone in accusing him of abandoning his duties.

    Naturally.

    When you realize it, there''s a pile of rock wreckage around the outer perimeter of the field, because the archbishop and minute gods are blowing up, and the girl in the albino is flustered with her adequacy.

    Or, to this point, it could have been as far as I expected if it had been a satirical one.

    But it was unimaginable to anyone that the Holy Virgin of Helenonia was standing with an unwavering beauty in her heart.

    "Why, I''m fine..."

    "The power of unbroken faith."

    Before the Archbishop and the Minutes Divine Body, Valtrude speaks up without a coward.

    I could stand the evil flames of Il Canjual, which had no spell cover but did not work better than the original. In all respects, resistance to attack is out of range.

    Yes. Valtrude''s best feature is not its destructive power, but its defensive side.

    "I''m impressed......!

    That being said, Archbishop Regnum lost his mind.

    "Believe in your allies and blow it with great firepower...... Was this an operation from the beginning?

    "It''s one of the situations I assumed"

    Valtrude walks carefully beneath the falling and lying Lela with the sword of the heavenly rider in his hand, which he has secretly allowed to retreat from the blast.

    It''s not over yet.

    "This one, if I was after that girl, what would have happened?

    "All you have to do is stick with me until I knock one down"

    Answer discipline while instilling confidence that you will never lose one-on-one.

    "I see. But this blow catharsis. Wonderful, wonderful, Subarasic!

    Divine body for pleasure with only face up while falling on the field.

    Valtrude is so creepy that he stops on his feet by accident too.

    "Ugh."

    The look reminds Jonah of Darla, the battered vampire who was the servant of the bloodsucking Marquis Ziegult Crewing.

    "Elemental Missiles"

    It was almost reflexive behavior.

    Like trying to unconsciously crush a mosquito once it passed right in front of you, if you realize it, you were activating the most used psychic powers.

    A pile of ice flies in a straight line to Lela and hits her forehead to prune her consciousness.

    "There''s a battle!

    Delaying from that voice, cheers were finally raised from the audience who grasped reality.

    Thus, all the matches of the first round are over. Two semi-final games take place across the break.

    - That was supposed to happen.

 380 6. Game IV of Chaos (Previous)

    Shadows shadowed the arena of the God of Power.

    Well sunny day. I''m happy with the sunny weather, but I also have trouble getting too hot. There are clouds in the sun, breathing a breath.

    Many thought so.

    Merla, who is proud to have already worked more than a reward - two months'' income for the common man, is one of them. And the people of the meadow (Magner) lift up their hands like a whisker, and look up to heaven.

    And I opened my mouth pompously.

    "Hey!?"

    The shadows grow bigger.

    No, it''s getting smaller, to be exact. Instead, an extra giant has fallen to make up for it.

    The ground rocks.

    Tremors are transmitted.

    "Do-do, do-do, it''s a dragon!

    The embodiment of absolute violence.

    A symbol of awe.

    A giant comparable to the giant Spirit Elemental Obelisk.

    Easily chewing fangs no matter what the person is, this arena is also going to crush nails in pieces, tail wondering if there will be 10 meters. Fantastic creature with a whole body covered in red scales.

    There is contempt for all creatures but myself in the eyes that beckon people to the height of their lives, but still, I can''t keep an eye on them.

    "Get down flat!

    Proclaiming with a voice such as arrogance itself from an oral cavity that exhales a scorching exhale (brace).

    I didn''t even need to be told.

    It cannot be conceivable, for example, to defy this overwhelming existence.

    "What can I do for you, Perla Vento?"

    But there are as many exceptions as there are.

    Valtrude, the leader, pokes his sword (White Knight) and asks questions about the Red Fire Dragon.

    Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento.

    He was one of six spouses of the dragon god Bahamut, Red Dragon.

    The most mighty and graceful she was, however, imprisoned by an overly strong desire for gold and silver treasures and banished from heaven.

    He then occupies the wandering aerial garden Rimnus and defines it as his own castle. So I was just sleeping fine with the treasure - it was raided by Valtrude and others and took away numerous treasures.

    "It''s settled!

    Revenge.

    Purpose, otherwise inconceivable.

    "To join the militancy and Dal-Lukash will supplement"

    Since when have you been there? Or did you just show up?

    The terminal of the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash stares at Valtrude with glassy eyes without emotion.

    "Wow. You want to join?"

    "Exactly. Normally it would only be payback if it was attacked, so I intend to have the stolen treasure returned with the desire to win and be fulfilled in the exclusive environment of militancy"

    "No, no!

    The dragon yelled.

    But its immediate denial makes it irresistibly persuasive.

    No heart or the great and magnificent dragon looked small.

    "In such circumstances, we wish to join the battle between Parra Vento and Dal-Lukash"

    "Oh my God! The dragon that suddenly appeared was a hopeful participant!

    "Rust out of me or something..."

    The facts were revealed, and Arcia also held her head forgetting to put her eyelids back.

    I have no regrets about raiding the Red Fire Dragon for Yut and Valtrude, but I don''t think the cause and effect go around like this.

    At the same time, for now, he had his chest down for not attacking Jonah. I don''t know what the outcome will be, but I''m fortunate to have retained the option of negotiating.

    But Arcia''s idea of recognizing Jonah''s guardian was somewhat off target.

    For the Albino girl, Parra Vento is the same for a child on her back once. Then he seemed to think it was his job to keep an eye on the demands being fulfilled.

    At the same time, there is the side of exhausting mental power, tired and annoying though.

    "I see. A combination of Dal-Lukash and Perla Vent? You''re eligible for the war."

    "I want you to think of me as a guardian to not be a bad thing"

    "Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento. You do look familiar."

    Was there a spare, or did you create it? Wrap your fleshy limbs in a bodysuit, Lela says, somehow sitting upright on the field.

    "All of a sudden I''m surprised, but you don''t seem to have a problem"

    "No, no, wait. There can''t be a problem."

    Mel, dressed as Yut is being pushed to take care of because he is in, rushes in and cracks open. He said it wasn''t a sanity shack, such as joining this dragon in the war.

    Extremely honest judgment.

    Something natural without even having to think about it.

    "That battle, take it and stand."

    The great sage Vainamarinen appeared through the entrance gate with a full grin.

    "Mr. Jii, you''re not telling me not to just go this time, are you?

    Not long before Vainamarinen willingly gets on the field. In other words, Yut was underground in the arena when Parra Vento appeared.

    In the booth - which I first learned earlier - there was the ability to relay the sight of the field with audio on its walls.

    Alsace and the rock giants (Jarloot) Gugam and Elizaoua, who lost the first game, were also there to watch the game between Valtrude and Yona.

    Or maybe it''s quicker to say Eldrick and Cress are the only ones who aren''t there.

    I also learned in the modest room that the brown beauty who named her Lela was the Divine Divine Minute of Legra (Avatar) and tried to intervene as an organizer, but was stopped by Vainamarinen.

    "Don''t let your arms buzz."

    "Wow. This egg is huge enough to challenge the dragon to a fight."

    Apparently there was something I didn''t think of earlier in the battle between Lela and Archbishop Regnum. Larsia stared at the footage, even if she used to slap Exile''s thick arm.

    "Hmm. He''s an unexpected intruder, surprisingly."

    But Vainamarinen is a swordswallowing glance from Yut, and the belligerent atmosphere of Exile. The wind blows anywhere.

    Watch the footage on the wall while handling the jawbeard.

    Unsurprisingly, this is not the first time for Vainamarinen.

    "Which, if the eagles go"

    "Right. I was just having a hard time with less than one game."

    A black-haired swordsman who glimpses the footage on the wall - now solidified with silver gear - says it as if it''s nothing.

    Just the two of us, it seemed like we were going to eliminate it.

    "No, then work with the Vals too..."

    "Small, small. Why don''t you make it part of the fun anyway?"

    "Huh?"

    I only know the story of the Beast and the gladiator slave fighting in the Roman Colosseum, but it''s not the same digit as that.

    I just doubted my sanity, but Vainamarinen is as usual.

    You think I''m gonna lose?

    "... rather, it would be more helpful to lose"

    "Kukakaka. You should see it here."

    "The Great Sage Vainamarinen and his swordsman -! Could it have appeared in the dragon exorcism!

    Vainamarinen raises his right hand and affirms the words of reality.

    "Come on, Mel, let''s get started."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Ray Cruz is silent when he solidifies himself in silver and white gear, not trademark black.

    I''m not dissatisfied, I seem to be leaving my judgment to Vainamarinen.

    "There''s no way I can be recognized, my master."

    "I don''t know what the problem is."

    "If that dragon goes wild, we can''t keep it safe."

    "Humane, get out of my way!

    To disrespect, the Red Fire Dragon opens his jaw wide and intimidates him.

    He just really seemed to want a settlement in the context of the militancy, and he didn''t do any more than that.

    "When it makes sense, Dal-Lukash admits. Hence, Parla Vento"

    "Which side is Dal-Lukash on?"

    "Change (Polymorph) as you should"

    "... muggle"

    "Change"

    Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento can roar in frustration.

    Unexpectedly, loud voice that makes me want to block my ears.

    It was Weinamarinen and a few others who realized that was not just a growl, but a form of witchcraft.

    "Hmm."

    The next moment, the dragon was gone.

    Instead, she appeared to be an elderly woman wearing a flashy coloured dress.

    Blonde hair curls up on both sides of her face, adding to its luxurious atmosphere irresistibly.

    "Now you''re not complaining?

    Turning sideways with Tung, transformed Parra Vento says in a tight tone.

    in the Brewers values, slightly older, but it

    "Even in changed conditions, the strength remains the same, and exhalation attacks are possible. I can get my fangs, nails, feathers and tails out if I have to. Dal-Lukash assures you that your fighting power will remain the same."

    "Then good wow. Later, it''s a hassle to get hurt."

    "There''s a human touch!

    "Sometimes it''s better than a dragon."

    "It''ll tear that busty face apart."

    "Wait a minute!

    Weinamarinen and Perla Vento heating up early.

    In that tongue battle, there were those who tried to join the battle from the VIP room far above.

    "Oops. King Eldrick told me! We''ll have to hear more about this."

    Following that announcement, Eldrick jumps out of the VIP room and runs down the audience all at once. The audience is too surprised by the advent of the Red Fire Dragon to even react to it.

    Having quickly reached the live seat, Li Knight opened his mouth with an unprecedented seriousness when he received his magic equipment (magic item).

    "Isn''t it a little silly to appear out of nowhere and admit to participate unconditionally a little too good for a bug?

    "Dear Eldrick..."

    On the sidelines, Mel gives a complex look.

    I almost got it together, but I don''t want you to scratch it around. expressions, voices and attitudes and. I demand that you pull in with everything you can express, but of course, that can''t possibly make sense.

    "So I hope. He wants us and all the previous losers in that game."

    Demand of Eldrick the Hero King.

    Until we understood that, everyone had time.

    "I mean, when you do a riot by five groups?

    "That''s what happened"

    Eldrick affirms the horrified confirmation of Alcia.

    "Oh, my God. Are you coming here and getting hit by a real loser resurrection? Uh-huh!

    The audience boiled down to Merla''s announcement that she had taken the magic equipment back from that Eldrick. It''s obvious that a lot of sensations have paralysed me already and I''m not in a calm state.

    That is why I welcome the idea.

    "Wait a minute, I want you"

    It was Valtrude who waited for the flow.

    Now that Yut is being held up by Exile and Larsia in his modest room, she''s the only one who can challenge him as an organizer.

    "In that case, how am I supposed to join the war?

    "Val, you would have won......"

    Alcia can get away with it.

    And I realized that there was no stopping this flow anymore.

    "That''s a good suggestion, hero king. Of course, I agree."

    "Thanks again for the opportunity!

    Remaining on the field, Lela and Archbishop Regnum first expressed their agreement.

    "Heh, heh. It''s the same thing with more elephants."

    "Increased uncertainty also welcomes Dal-Lukash"

    The intrusive dragons also accepted, and Vainamarinen, who would be the most disadvantaged on condition, also shook his neck vertically.

    It showed up late, the rock giants couldn''t possibly disagree either.

    Thus, the great multitude was decided.

    It shall be a temporary break, during which Mel, Yut and Arcia shall consult to make the arrangements as follows:

    Alcia must treat the team that joins in the Loser Resurrection just in case.

    Mysterious magicians and Yonas shall also cooperate to ensure their safety.

    Attacks that cause damage to the audience shall be prohibited.

    rescheduling, to be executed tomorrow after the semifinals.

    Also, in order to avoid the same card, if Lela and Archbishop Regnum''s team win, the opponent of the semifinals shall be re-drawn.

    You can''t stop a chaotic match anymore.

    That''s right, give up. The next best thing you can do.

    About an hour later.

    The last of the first day of the Falv Grand Martial Party. And the last game of the first round began.

 381 7. Game 4 of Chaos (Medium)

    "Come on, it starts after a break. Last game of the first round. Oh, my God, this is a brawl with five teams!

    "What a unplanned thing..."

    "Is that what Arcee''s gonna say? But I fully agree."

    Cold words of Arcia wearing crimson eyelids again.

    The whole venue is wrapped in dry laughter.

    If people want to participate in an empty frame and just say there will be more matches, it is insane, but still understandable. But it is certainly not a shabby of sanity, including, moreover, the resurrection of the losers.

    Because of this, the tournament was extended for a day. The Executive Committee will panic.

    I had a plan ahead of me, but I''d cover it up perfectly and bear the hard work.

    In fact, it was a yut-like development.

    "So, Arcee. Who do you think the winner will be?

    "If that''s all right with you, Master Vainamarinen. Even the odds of betting still seem to be the most popular."

    Indeed, the multiplier of refunds for Game Four started by Ritna in piercing work is lower in the order of the Vainamarinen, Dragon, Regra Temple, Eldrick and Rock Giants (Jarloot) groups.

    But with the exception of the armor-sleeved rock giants, there''s no opening that far either. It''s a situation where you say you''re lost and you can''t support it.

    "Oh, my God, the existential significance of the Loser Revival."

    "''Cause you''re losing once."

    Alcia is relentless.

    There are signs of bitter laughter from contestants standing on the field in their words and deeds without their bodies or lids. But I couldn''t feel the anger.

    Including Prince Cress.

    He seemed honestly pleased that he had digested his defeat in a short time and had a chance to connect next.

    "However, in this game format, it''s not always in the best interests of the powerful."

    "Normally, the strongest people are attacked intensively and they''re full bogged down!

    I don''t get dressed in my teeth - more of a live word than I''ve ever thought about wearing.

    But it was also true.

    "Apparently, you''re gonna get bummed, Vi"

    "Don''t worry, that''s why he''s here."

    "The point is, you just have to win it out"

    In contrast to Eldrick''s, Vainamarinen flatly sacrifices Ray Cruz. The black-haired swordsman also showed his readiness to win even with the Great Sage in his arms.

    Only Merel, the referee, raises anxiety in conversations between his careless peers.

    "Huh. An elephant straw. It burns everything down with a burning exhale (brace)."

    "A red fire dragon, a hero king, a great sage. A meal that''s too luxurious is troublesome."

    "I see no other chance to see you together! Eat everything, but God of Power!

    Parra Vento, Lela and Legnam are also well motivated. Rather than that, I can only feel the will. Now or now, I''m waiting for the game to start.

    "Not at all...... Quickly, the wall of trial is too high."

    Meanwhile, Eldrick''s grandson, Prince Cress, is not a wary man. Either that''s close to giving up.

    But I could not feel the shadow as before.

    Perhaps close to self-immolation, he smiles at the edge of his mouth and looks at his rivals as robust as the walls lined up in front of him.

    A pair of rock giants (Jarloot) stared quietly at such a cress.

    "Ready?

    In anticipation of the time, Mel speaks to everyone. Because of the large number of people, they flew into the sky to get an idea of the whole thing.

    Each group under his/her eyes was waiting in such a way as to draw a circle at the center of the field.

    Mysterious magicians and Albino girls also divide and secure the left and right side of the audience. The operators are ready.

    "Oh, good."

    Representing the contestants, Eldrick answered.

    No one will dispute it.

    "Begin!"

    Mel announced the start, and the first thing he did was...

    "Let the fires burn you and don''t go!

    - Should I take it for granted, Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento.

    He took in the surrounding magic with oxygen and opened his poor mouth wide as if it were still this, exhaling the fire.

    The goal is the Great Sage Vainamarinen.

    But the flames that blow out in a radial fashion burn all around them together.

    "This is an amazing flame! That burns!

    It''s never a metaphor.

    Despite being in a live seat more than 10 meters away, Merla''s clothes are dull when she has a fever and bumps. It''s not my fault I''m having trouble breathing.

    So how about a fiery and crazy flame in the center?

    But he''s covered in flames and not sure what''s happening in the center of the field. In the first place, I can''t even look straight at it with a hell of a lot of enthusiasm.

    Therefore, although most have not seen it, the exhalation emitted by Perla Vento was red worthy of the name of its red-fired dragon.

    Red. Red everywhere.

    Visitors know that high temperature flames will be blue or white. But does the Red Fire Dragon have nothing to do with such a law of physics? The sand of the field glazes in an instant, and the flames spread across the fan burn out without distinction between man and armor.

    - On the verge of that.

    "Seven Light Barriers (Raywall)"

    Eight pages are torn from the spell document, and a wall appears with seven colors of light intersecting it.

    Red Fire Dragon Exhale and Eighth Staircase''s Theoretical Spell collide head-on.

    A seven-colored wall received a scorching exhalation directly in front of it, antagonizing it - it collapsed.

    Flames and magic wind up, and the atmosphere-shaking roar itself becomes physical pressure to sweep the field.

    "Blah, blah. Something''s already tremendous!

    "You''re not real."

    Alcia, who says so, hasn''t explained it either, but it doesn''t matter. Anyway, there''s no audience that can afford to hear it.

    "Do whatever you want."

    Yut also identifies things from under the mask with a spell document in one hand. If the live seats close to the field are safe, no need for handouts yet. Rather, it is a decision that resources should not be thrown poorly.

    "If you do more, you won''t have to be mad at me later"

    Another defensive role, Jonah, is watching as well, but is somewhat close to backup. Anyway, Parra Vento''s intrusion is likely to avert a sermon from Arsia.

    In that sense, it would be more convenient for you to do it more flashy, contributing to ensuring safety.

    With those two thoughts to spare, the attacks of the dragons who succeeded in the ambush continue.

    "Dal-Lukash, I was instrumental in the thought of a severance. Don''t try to pull it off!

    "Different Phase Labyrinth Dimension"

    Chains made up of countless cubes appeared in fields that also exhibited similar facies to the site of the Great Fire.

    Like a translucent snake. At first, the chain of cubes, which was a series of fists, makes noises and enlarges whenever it approaches its goal.

    "Concentrated attacks on eagles are too sweet a look at other men?

    "Parra Vento''s defeat was due to the presence of Vainamarinen," Dal-Lukash analyzed.

    And wrap it around the body of the Great Sage right after he unleashes the spell and restrain it. Concentrate on the scorching exhalation, and you can''t prevent it in this condition with poor vision.

    Weinamarinen, who boasts muscle strength and sword arms unlike a magician (wizard), is also unable to unravel the secrets of the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) and gradually fades in color.

    As if it were going to disappear from this world.

    "I''ll take care of the rest, Dal-Lukash tells Parra Vento"

    "I don''t need to be told."

    What look did Dal-Lukash give at the last moment?

    My vision was blocked and no one could tell, but I can assume that it would have probably been a poker face similar to the Albino girl.

    I mean, as usual.

    The figure of Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash and the Great Sage Vainamarinen disappeared from the field.

    "Oh man. I should say I''m unconscious... this guy"

    A great sage who admits frankly that he got into the opponent''s surgery.

    But for a loser''s valve, there was too much room. Vainamarinen rather pleasantly observes the surroundings.

    It was a familiar place.

    A vast underground space where the light of day does not shine.

    Nonetheless, there are trees growing and flowers blooming there.

    "But it''s not Falve''s basement..."

    From beyond the sprawling cherry blizzard, the ruler of this space - Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash - reveals himself. It is not a human-type device.

    Sharp and streamlined, with a dragon wrapped in rainbow scales.

    "Anyway, as you can guess. I hope to stay here with Dal-Lukash until the end of the game"

    It''s similar to the "Labyrinth" spell, isn''t it? Then we can make a breakthrough. "

    Where is it necessary to force you to drag it away and obey the promises only?

    Vainamarinen saying so in his mouth, but intuitively, he admitted the correctness of Dal-Lukash.

    The Eighth Staircase''s theoretical spell, The Bullhead Labyrinth, is a spell that creates a labyrinth in the lower dimensional realm adjacent to the real world and locks the object there. However, only one subject could be designated, and the effect would end in 10 minutes after breaking through the labyrinth. It was also a user-friendly spell.

    However, it was the Out-of-phase Labyrinth and not the Bullhead Labyrinth that was used.

    Dal-Lukash is also an operator, and in the first place it is a secret (Sacramento) used by the Dimensional Dragon, which should also be said to be an expert in the dimensional world. It should be considered a superior technique.

    When this happens, I don''t know if I can return to the real world with Magic Dismantling (Isolation) or Great Petition (Unlimited). As a result, there are also concerns as to whether the flow of time is the same or whether the Out-of-phase Labyrinth may just be used again.

    And there was also a good chance that it could not be countered by "Magic Dismantling," etc., and that the only way to escape before the duration was over was to kill the surgeon - Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash.

    In short, this is a warning.

    Next is a warning to lock up Ray Cruz. Not that that black-haired swordsman doesn''t have reason, but if it''s for a purpose, I don''t choose the means.

    If necessary to win, decide without moving a single frown about the killing of the Dimensional Dragon.

    That would be an unfortunate ending for everyone.

    "As good as the game goes, I guess we''ll see"

    "No problem."

    Conclusion reached because it is Vainamarinen. Dal-Lukash chose the subject on the assumption that all his thoughts would be discerned.

    Here, some kind of consent came to form.

    In the hollow, blurry, glowing windows appear.

    If you''re a yut or acorn, a sight that would associate cinema.

    Light windows reflected the sight of the field, where a prime opponent was being determined.

    "The smoke is finally cleared... something''s missing about two of us!?"

    "It doesn''t seem like it''s disappearing transparently."

    The pseudo-vision given by the crimson eye bands captured the disappearance of two people, Vainamarinen and Dal-Lukash, from the field.

    "What the hell happened to you two? Are you sure you''re okay?

    Merla talks about the questions that everyone thinks.

    But she''s the only one who''s upset.

    "You''ll be fine. I don''t think that Dal-Lukash would choose a suicide bomber."

    Arcia is calm itself.

    "Perhaps where Dal-Lukash sealed up the Vainamarinen Master by some means...... The opposite is true of the success of the Dimensional Dragon."

    "I see. Deal with the demons (Demon Lord). That''s right, Master Great Sage."

    "In a way, it seems worse in nature than that..."

    Merla regains her calm lightly thanks to Arcia''s commentary.

    If it was Eldrick or Cress who disappeared, it would have been a big problem, but there was a mysterious sense of trust that Vainamarinen would be fine.

    "Judge Mel also has no way of stopping the game. Now, what the hell do the rest of us do...... this is an unexpected development!

    I can''t help but be surprised at Merla.

    Because Prince Cress is setting up a shield, poking a long sword (long sword), and trying to challenge an unlikely opponent.

    "My name is Cres Tidrack. Let us challenge the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento"

    "The chicks are tickling."

    With that said, Parra Vento can''t stop her voice from mixing delightful colors.

    Initially, the fear felt by the entire arena. That went away at some point, and attention was drawn to the Great Sage and the Dimensional Dragon, even though there was no choice because it was an operation.

    Besides the great red fire dragon Parra Vento.

    But the human chick you named Cress is different. Those eyes have respect for themselves, the temper to twist and twist trembling bodies willingly and still try is precious as sand gold - and the look on Pearla Vento loosens naturally.

    While forcing it to tighten, he transformed his delicate, smooth fingers into that of the dragon, shaking off his mighty hook paws and taking the stand.

    "Let''s be good. It''s a dragon courtesy to take the warrior''s challenge. Shake the blade thoroughly. It smashes me from the front."

    The words of arrogance itself.

    But forgiven. It is an acceptable behavior for a dragon who is a born strong man.

    "Then neither do we..."

    "- I would like to confer that favor"

    Thereupon, the two rock giants (Jarloot), with their respective scores, announced their participation in the struggle against the dragon.

    "I don''t mind. You can see the pride of a warrior. Wrap it up and fold it, and you''ll be my trophy."

    Perla Vento can''t keep the joy down anymore.

    With a luxurious and arrogant grin, the height of your species turns into a high-flying car.

    But that''s something backed by strength. Where one became three, it was visible that the results would not change. And while I didn''t know as much about myself, the Rock Titans also understand that fighting in a far higher dimension.

    That''s why it''s not Gugam or Elizaua that gives up the challenge. I intend to carry out an honorable mission in the name of "tyranny¡± and ¡°the sick¡±.

    The Great Warrior told me to help and guide the still immature warrior (Kress).

    Regardless of the moves, the spirit is still there. Then, as a warrior, I''m not top notch. But if we are to encourage its growth, it will be an unparalleled honor.

    That''s just as great as victory.

    "You''ve got a chance to meet a thousand people."

    Thus, two warriors challenging the red-fired dragon Parra Vento had decided, Lela and Archbishop Regnum, who had become the remaining forms, had identified their opponents.

    "Eldrick the Hero King! For the opponent, no shortage!

    "I don''t want to disturb you."

    It''s good to be assembled by a beautiful woman, but you can''t leave yourself to a temporary desire when you think about it later. And it equals nightmares such as being hugged by muscle mastery. No, that''s more than that.

    The ultimate two choices.

    Eldrick won''t forget to tongue that he managed to escape while delighted with the growth of his grandson, who challenged his strong enemies knowing he was no match for them.

    "Hey, uh, silver swordsman."

    "I understand, Lord Li Knight."

    That alone conveys Eldrick''s thoughts.

    Strong enemies in front, temporarily fighting together.

    Working with old friends was essential to avoid a cage and nightmares from my wife.

 382 8. Game IV of Chaos (after)

    Cress was remembering a battle with King Alsace in front of a changed red fire dragon.

    Precisely, the last blow you fired.

    It was a blow worthy of being full of itself and calling it Kaishin.

    10 times. No, should I get it out every 20 times? There''s so much response - it''s still in his hands.

    "What''s up? I thought it would be pitiful to take him down without a single machete, so I waited, but can''t you even move into fear?

    There is no mockery in Pearla Vento''s voice.

    He just seemed satisfied with the realization that his own existence was overwhelming the Son of Man.

    But the truth is, Kress hasn''t seen the Red Fire Dragon. What you''re looking at is your own mind standing with the Red Fire Dragon.

    Satya is watching. My grandmother sees me. My grandfather stands in the same place.

    The best stage. Worst opponent.

    No one wants to be ashamed. I just want to show myself how good I am. I want to succeed and be praised.

    "Fear? I''m just trying to poke a gap."

    But I can''t do that.

    You don''t have to be pitiful, you don''t look good, you don''t have to win. Still, we just have to move on!

    "Is there a gap or something in this red fire dragon?"

    "I have to try, I don''t know... you know!

    "Exactly!

    The first one to move was "The Walker¡± Elizaoua.

    To be precise, should I describe it as waiting until Cress decides?

    Take the back of the red-fired dragon dressed up in a roundabout to confuse as Cres packs his distance from Perla Vent.

    When you pack the distance in an instant for the two names "The Walker," you wave down what you''ve got.

    "Stupid."

    "Guh, guh."

    How long has it been there? Lean bodies float in the universe as they are struck sideways by the tail of a dragon that emerged from within the dress, and for the - rock giant (Jarloot) of Elizaoua.

    "Uh-huh. Face or neck bent! I mean, it also looks like it''s stretched beyond the neck. Will¡° The Diseased ¡±Elizaoua sink with a blow from the tail of a dragon!?"

    "No, not yet."

    "Whoa whoa whoa!

    Where he is about to be blown away as he is, he manages to stay on the spot by forcing himself into his whole body. I haven''t dropped my weapon, I haven''t lost my eye light.

    Nevertheless, if it hadn''t been for the blow of Exile''s Spike Flail, it might have been over. Because I had that experience, I can still stand.

    Grow even from defeat. I have something to gain. It''s all up to you.

    "Gugam!"

    Calling on his partner''s name, he protrudes a blade similar to the one that made the violet giant to jump onto the tail of the red fire dragon. It sounded like rubbing metal against each other, sparks scattered.

    The blade waved by the rock giant does not pierce the red scale like a flame.

    "Hmm."

    Still, was it effective to the extent that it was offensive?

    Turn your tail cum up, as if Pearla Vento pays even for bugs.

    "Fuck."

    I guess I bit your tongue. Blood drips from the mouth of Elizaua and lacks random pile teeth. No, I can crush it. Whether your shaken brain is trying to rest your damaged flesh, your knees are crushed and your feet are powerless.

    Fall forward like a boxer who ate an upper cut, and still, unconsciously or with both arms grab the tail of a red-fired dragon.

    "Pearla Vento!"

    At that time, Cress waved down her long sword.

    You can say I''ve been waiting for this moment.

    Elizaua is trying to get Para Vento''s attention. The intention was communicated without words or eyes.

    The loser''s sympathy, you might be mocked.

    But I didn''t mind.

    If you''re ashamed, it took you a lifetime.

    More than that, now I want to live up to the expectations of "comrades¡±.

    The stride taken, the height swung up, the speed swung down, the trajectory to pass through, and the area targeted.

    All of them are perfect.

    Cress is so convinced.

    Not like Eldrick''s love sword or Alsace''s treasure knife. Compared to Valtrude''s Horse Sword (White Knight). Just a demonized long sword.

    Too clich¨¦d a weapon to challenge the Red Fire Dragon.

    That doesn''t matter.

    Cress'' long sword approached Parra Vento''s neck - the red-fired dragon laughed niggly.

    Distracted by the play with your tail? Is that what happened?

    Pearla Vento doesn''t even look at the long sword or anything like that, she shakes curly hair that looks the same size as her face and shakes it with her fingernails.

    "Do it!"

    I''ve been interrupting there. No, it''s the ¡°brutality¡± gugam that''s falling in.

    A meat shield or a rock wall?

    A red fire dragon claw approaching Cres pierced Gugam''s body.

    "Holy shit, this is -!

    The live Merla is speechless, too.

    Cress, too, let the sight keep her heart and soul out of the cold.

    But I won''t waste that help. That''s the only way to reward them.

    He returned the long sword he was waving down with only the force of his upper body, his back turned back, recoil it and release a sharp thrust.

    "Come on. Don''t touch me, you bastard."

    Elizaoua has his tail, Gugam has his arm.

    I''ll hang on to my life and I won''t let you go.

    "Ahhh."

    My throat dries up. No, screaming that blood is going to flow out of my throat.

    The long sword sickened and cut off a few muscles of luxurious blonde hair, cleaving the cheeks of the red-fired dragon Parra Vento.

    ¡°Diseased¡± Elizaoua is half-conscious, ¡°atrocious¡± Gugam is badly injured, and Cress fills herself with a blow worthy of calling herself a synagogue.

    Great results.

    Still, gently slitting my cheeks was the best I could do.

    "Kick, Samara!

    Red Fire Dragon growls.

    Whatever you can afford, get rid of it.

    Injury is also a terrible wound.

    Still, Pearla Vent burns anger in her tight-eyed eyes, as if humans would show anger if they were stabbed by insects.

    "They''ll kill us all!

    I pulled my arm out of the rock giant and tried to wave my claws down again - then.

    "Not on purpose, Perla Vento"

    A brown silver-haired woman militant stepped down on the head of a tough beauty curled with luxurious blonde hair.

    Lela - How the Legra Divine Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) led to scaffolding the top of the head of the humanized Red Fire Dragon. To talk about it, you have to look at another set of fights.

    "Hehe, you''re so excited"

    "Exactly!"

    While Cress and the Rock Titans worked together to confront the mighty Red Fire Dragon, in parallel there was also a swordsman and fistman battle.

    Carefully while taking up the structure, but sparingly, Lela and Archbishop Regnum pack the distance. With sliding feet, slowly.

    Lela goes to Eldrick, Archbishop Regnum goes to Ray Cruz.

    "Break."

    The switch is for a moment.

    Loose and sudden. Quiet and moving.

    With a tremendous amplitude, Lela runs the field.

    Cross the path, not the front, towards Ray Cruz.

    "Damn. You don''t mind either!

    Eldrick also reacted well to the switch at the last minute.

    Archbishop Regnum stuffed the distance in an instant. It looks like a heavy mass of muscle, but it''s never dull.

    "Noooo!

    Hands together overhead to defend Dwarf''s hammer against a shaken blow. Very, a noise that cannot be said to have caused a person''s arm to collide sounds and a splash of sweat.

    Eldrick with a slight knee sink, but rather sprained it and slashed it.

    "Even this!

    "Not yet, I need to entertain you!

    The Wizard Killer flashed.

    On the verge of being thought of cutting off a chunk of muscle. The earthly deputy of the God of Power waved his cape with only a kire of his hips, enveloping his blade. Was it some kind of magic device? Momentum is shredded, reducing the power to the extent that it is struck with a stick.

    If so, it will not lead to piercing the armor of the muscles. I get bounced by hard but elastic meat walls.

    "What a muscle"

    "Extreme honor!

    "I didn''t praise you!

    The offense between the two continues.

    The confrontation you have to see if you see what you see. But outside of Merla''s consciousness, which concentrates on the Perla Vents, the audience''s attention is also low.

    The audience''s eyes were poured on the offense of two people as beautiful as a performance.

    "Let me make sure of that strength."

    "I don''t need your help."

    Lela approaches Ray Cruz from the blind spot, screening the flesh of the crossed Archbishop of Legnam.

    The minute the deity appears in the rear left using the Ghost technique, he shakes up his long and supple legs and tries to kick through his temples with a carefree kick.

    But on the verge of that, Lela''s lovely kick was stopped.

    Nothing else, of her own free will.

    I can only be convinced that''s natural, too.

    Beyond that, a black blade awaited.

    Ray Cruz, who became a silver swordsman, wielded nothing but a pitch-black two-handed sword (Great Sword) and a life sip (Energy Football).

    Instead of wounding and overthrowing the enemy, the Devil''s Sword sucks and debilitates its vitality.

    Knowing or not the effect, Lela swings her dangerous feet down like a whip with heel drop instructions as she goes, aiming at Ray Cruz''s handshake.

    But that doesn''t work either.

    Handle the two-handed sword lightly with one hand and quickly turn your wrist to intercept with the Devil''s Sword even once again.

    Underdeveloped and enlightened, Lela flies big on one leg to get the distance, descending on the field or advancing again. Now it releases a series of attacks that hit Valtrude as well, not a kick, but is the same for Ray Cruz, who waits to turn around?

    Superimpose a life sip on all of it.

    Sigh and forget the offense.

    Just before touching the Devil''s Sword, Lela pulls her fist, pays her feet and avoids pursuit, too.

    But that''s all.

    The fist does not reach Ray Cruz.

    The audience watching this one would have thought of Thousand Hands. In fact, there was little chance of that happening.

    Unless this is a riot.

    Minutes While the Divine Body and the Black-haired Swordsman had a beautiful offensive, Li Knight and the Archbishop also had a meat bullet feast. The venue moves gradually and gradually whenever Eldrick waves his sword, eventually adjacent to Lela and Ray Cruz.

    Eldrick slammed the sorcerer under the feet of Archbishop Regnum.

    And he didn''t even know for sure the result, poking his left hand shield.

    Towards Lela fighting her friends next door.

    "Become"

    "Ha."

    To the divine body for a surprising minute, Ray Cruz flaunted his life sip as if he knew how to cover it.

    Lela doesn''t happen to make a big jump - landing at the top of the Red Fire Dragon''s head.

    But Eldrick and Ray Cruz have not seen the tragedy they themselves caused.

    At the end of his gaze, Archbishop Regnum stands up for a moment.

    It can''t be called a gap, and while it''s too harsh to describe it that way.

    But for Li Knight and the black-haired swordsman, that''s enough.

    "Go to sleep."

    "I''m not gonna kill you."

    Two heroes wave their swords almost simultaneously.

    Eldrick had a pleasant grin on his still old look, and Ray Cruz didn''t change his expression. But have joy in your eyes.

    With an earlier blow to the leg, Archbishop Regnum couldn''t avoid it either, and he had to believe in his muscles and circle like a tortoise.

    Without knowing such circumstances, two people try to compete and let go of shaking down and slashing and poking over and over again with one breath.

    In total, how many attacks will it be? I''m sure it''s over 10, but I couldn''t even capture everything by Valtrude or Alsace in the VIP room.

    The best sword formation in the world.

    What happens if I take it all by myself?

    "Whoa! Once the silver-haired beauty landed on the head of the curly haired dragon, Archbishop Regnum bled and fell -!!

    As a phenomenon, that''s exactly what we don''t want to say.

    But that''s only the result.

    The whole venue breathes at the tragic end, but it was not yet the real end.

    "How long will I stay on!

    "Oops, excuse me"

    Pearla Vent waves her claws overhead to get rid of even the fly.

    Lella, who was stunned at her partner''s end - though not dead - jumped at critical times and dodged the blow of death.

    In the meantime, Yut and Jonah, masked to hide their identity, descend on the field and retrieve the two rock giants and Archbishop Regnum. All have proper breath, then injuries and other immediate healing.

    "No one, he''s disrespectful!

    Angry minded Pearla Vent breathes heavily again.

    Preliminary action of burning exhalation (braces). Now, there''s no Vainamarinen either.

    Trouble, the divine body of the God of Power jumped before the eyes of the red-fired dragon, trying collectively to wipe it out.

    "That''s not true."

    "Fuck."

    Lella swings her attentive fist with a dovetail or throat. Pearla Vento takes it decently, exhales are misty and distorts her tough beauty into agony.

    Kress tried to take that opportunity - but her body didn''t move.

    I didn''t realize I was scared.

    I found out.

    Li Knight Eldrick and brunette swordsman Ray Cruz.

    To the fact that the two people who are most seared and subject to admiration and pity in this Brewers are trying to match their blades.

 383 9. Game IV of Chaos (Settlement Edition)

    "Since when?

    "Well, does that make sense?

    Best friend.

    At least that''s what Eldrick still thinks. Whether Ray Cruz was the same or not, though there was nothing else than to believe.

    Those two meet the blade.

    "It doesn''t make any sense."

    "I don''t even have to ask."

    The life-sweeping (energy football) that tore Archbishop Legnam apart and took his refinement emerged with a few red lines on his pitch-black body, pulsating spookily.

    The more you hurt, the more power you gain. The more life you sip, the more you were about to be unleashed on your former companions.

    "That''s important. If there''s nothing meaningless in this world, Vai will go crazy."

    "That''s not good."

    But Eldrick, while wary of life sipping, has a normal mind.

    I wave my sword just as effortlessly as I do with a light mouth.

    When Eldrick waved down his long sword and made him take it with a life sip, Ray Cruz unleashed a lower kick at the right time as he moved on to the counterattack.

    With it on the brink, the Avenger, who became the Swordsman of Silver, says with a cool face.

    "That''s a bad foot habit. I don''t think he''s the king of a country."

    "If you eat it, you''ll end up with a cowardly weapon."

    "Nevertheless, it is true of the Golem and the Undead Monster. There''s one thing here, why don''t you be?

    Without waiting for an answer, Ray Cruz waved his two-handed sword underfoot.

    Eldrick puts a big shield (Large Shield) up on the field to defend him, but just take it and it''s over.

    "Oh, my God, you haven''t been slaughtered"

    "It''s decided that the only person I''m going to ride the invitation with is a beautiful woman. Know it."

    "Also, do you want Laura to be mad at you? Is that your sexual preference?"

    Nor does Eldrick ride that provocation.

    Ray Cruz''s attack is a fabric stone to take later ahead. I couldn''t have gotten my hands on the detour.

    Adhesive condition to be visited by.

    "Ring it, life sipping!

    The red muscles running through the sword body like blood vessels groan, and creepy screams as if the deceased were to emit wooden spirits.

    Ray Cruz wielded the life-sweep that became an ominous symbol while still being taken by the Great Shield.

    But there''s a big shield sticking out firmly on the ground. I don''t think that Eldrick''s manipulative shield can move to that extent.

    No matter how powerful the Devil''s Sword is, I don''t think I can slash and tear the Great Shield of Steel in that state.

    But reality went beyond imagination.

    I was passing through.

    Keep an eye out that no one could, but the fact is, the blade was through the shield.

    As it is, the life-sweeping blade passes through the space around where Eldrick''s hips were. Yes. I passed without touching Li Knight.

    "Danger, dude."

    Rip apart only the creatures - the moment they used the ability of the Devil''s Sword to transmit inorganic objects, Eldrick had abandoned his shield and entered Ray Cruz''s nostalgia.

    It is not between two hand swords.

    At the same time, it is difficult to wave a long sword.

    However, a dagger (dagger) was held in his left hand, where he had just thrown his shield away. Use the spare weapon that was stored on the back of the shield and don''t hesitate to poke it into the right eye of your best friend.

    It''s different from the usual style, but if you''re dealing with Ray Cruz, it''s not enough to be so impotent.

    "Knock."

    I never close my eyes reflexively either. I don''t even try to avoid it.

    Ray Cruz knocks his body forward to welcome it himself and punches his head in the hero king.

    As a result, neither attack of the two heroes hits and the dagger ends up slightly damaging the edge of the eye.

    "Which is dangerous?"

    "I avoided it, so it''s good. This one''s not good."

    "Not at all...... After all, it''s not a setup here."

    "Because you lost your bet, you don''t regret what you bet."

    As they distance themselves from the partition, the two turn their words around as they always do.

    "Wow......"

    Cress twinkle who became a bystander.

    Did you see how my grandfather fought? Or are you witnessing the death of a minute god and a red fire dragon?

    "Ha. I saw it and forgot to talk"

    "... I can''t help it."

    All this time, Alcia also synchronizes to a word equal to Merla''s renunciation of her job. The audience, that would have been the same. The defense of the hero king and the silver swordsman is as if watching a piece of the chivalry tale.

    I admire it unexpectedly, and I don''t have a voice.

    Meanwhile, the battle between Perla Vento and Lela was more brutal and bloody.

    Miserable, enough to get rid of words.

    "Damn, I don''t know. Come on, let''s go."

    "Of course I do. I still have someone I need to fight."

    The two clothes opposite each other on the field are mutilated by sharp nails, or torn to a meltdown by a fist punch.

    The beauty of a decent aristocrat, mesmerized Parra Vento, had no shadow to see dirt with blood and sand, and Lela was mutilated throughout her body and bloodshed in abundance.

    While the hero king and the demon swordsman were crossing dried goats, the minute god (avatar) and the red fire dragon were hitting each other''s fists and nails.

    Lela''s fist relentlessly punches Pearla Vent''s sober beauty, while Pearla Vent''s claw relentlessly cleaves Lela''s brown skin and strengthens bleeding.

    I guess the reason we can''t settle is because we''re alert and taking the initiative to crush each other''s trump cards - exhalation (braces) and joint moves. The beauties just seemed to be hurting each other by the side, creating a certain unique atmosphere.

    Two contrasting battles.

    Still, nobody pulls.

    Except for Cress, who was drunk in battle in the middle of the field.

    Unexpectedly, Ray Cruz puts his life sip on the big upper level and begins to mingle with Eldrick. It just seems to be moving a little bit, the fruit, the advanced rush.

    Maybe he''s trying to settle.

    To that hunch, Cres turned his attention to the match between Lela and Perla Vent. There''s nothing I can do in my grandfather''s battle. I was curious about the victory and defeat, but I''m not an audience.

    Then in another match, we have to look for what we can do.

    At the same time that Cress''s gaze was pointed, Lela staged several unknown assaults, releasing a jumping kick from a few steps away.

    "Yeah, no problem."

    Simply, intercepting with nails or tails is repetitive. Pearla Vent knew that too, but Pride got in the way and couldn''t block it.

    Until earlier.

    Red Fire Dragon felt Cress''s gaze poured over here. The wound that was hurt earlier creeps strangely.

    He opened his mouth wide, confused. Impossibly large from a humanized appearance.

    The fangs peek, hitting the leg that released the kick.

    "This is..."

    Miserable.

    Both Merla and the audience are going to turn away.

    But Cress''s body was moving naturally.

    Lela was laughing.

    "One foot, that was enough for you."

    Without even showing the pain of being pierced through the calf with sharp fangs, Lela stuck to Perla Vent''s ankle in an inverted state when she turned her body against it.

    "The Art of Ghost"

    Then, when the flesh is etherified, it escapes the restraint of the fangs, pushes it down, and then turns sideways to take on the posture of articulation - arm shin. Do you destroy one arm with your feet pinched and pulled together? Or are there other prospects? Either way, it''s a long-awaited development for Lela.

    "I didn''t expect you to put your back on the ground!

    Meanwhile, Pearla Vent was all over humiliation.

    He has negative feelings about his wounded appearance, and he tries to stick his fingernails out with his free arm.

    "Let me do it!

    It is not an action after some logical thought.

    But there was certainty.

    Cress interrupts the battle between the two beautiful women and prevents the dragon claws wielded from an impossible position with a great shield.

    At the moment, that''s the best I can do. Not sweet enough for Cress to be turned into an attack. Still, the time you earn is worth a thousand bucks. At least it should be enough for Lela to destroy one of Perla Vento''s arms in the meantime.

    That, on the contrary, is an extremely natural perception.

    But it didn''t.

    "Ah...?

    Cress collapsed on the spot without understanding why. On the verge of losing consciousness, I felt I could see a pitch-black sword body pulsing red, but I don''t have time to understand what that means.

    A pitiful doomsday.

    Besides, if you look at it after it''s over, it''s just one of them, Cress''s shedding.

    "Kress! Ray, hey!

    "Don''t call me that, El."

    Ray Cruz, who had his life sipped on the big upper level.

    There was no demon sword in the swordsman''s hand, and it was growing from Cress''s back.

    I threw a two-handed sword.

    That out of common sense behavior is the winning opportunity his demon swordsman was after.

    "I missed it."

    Eldrick, who would not hesitate to be slaughtered with a magician''s kill, even on hand, was brilliant, but that if there was a miscalculation, he missaw his friend''s madness.

    Or that you were pretending not to see it?

    Ray Cruz was flat as if he hadn''t felt the pain, even though he had been slashed and torn with silver armor hanging.

    Yes, plainly, I am concentrating my consciousness on the Devil''s Sword, which has sucked and strengthened Cress''s precision.

    "Damn!? cowardly! But Prince Cress''s intentions and good! I''ll reward you later."

    "Grrr."

    While things went beyond expectations, Lela continued to keep her in custody.

    With both arms and legs. In other words, the supple whole body muscles are summoned together so that the minute god destroys the arms of the Red Fire Dragon. Slurpee, my arm drops out of strength.

    "Guh, yuh, I won''t forgive you."

    Shaking her luxurious blonde curly hair, Pearla Vent was bored with pain.

    A reaction that can be taken for granted from the looks of an aristocratic warlord - who stands slightly overwhelmed. But if it''s Lela. No, even this most immature cress would not have shown such ugliness.

    Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento is a mighty creature. More than anyone else in this room.

    But he wasn''t a warrior.

    "Damn, ahhh..."

    To her, who is not a warrior, comes the end.

    He became torn and tried to involve himself and exhale the scorching heat, but before that the shadow covered him.

    There''s a shadow called Cress that brought life to life from the belly.

    A demon sword that sucks plenty of Cress'' vigor and looks bigger all around. A number of red muscles are decorated to colour the pitch-black sword body.

    It was disastrous. Gravity pulled it, and the cut tip fell into the back of the Red Fire Dragon''s throat.

    Depending on what you see, it may also have seemed like Perla Vent was about to put a two-handed sword in her mouth. However, no matter what your impression, the end brought to Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento cannot be changed.

    The cruel and tragic end of being skewered with Prince Cress.

    "What is it? Uh, already, Arcee, say something instead."

    "... not really, not really"

    Merla, Arsia, and the audience. Wordless in a different way than before.

    "Go back, sip your life"

    The color of emotion does not exist as one in the face of Ray Cruz who caused it.

    Calling back the Devil''s Sword, who played an untouched role, in response to his life (Mei), the two-handed sword flew through the universe and returned to his master''s palm.

    "Damn it, I''m done."

    Exactly, didn''t you predict this far?

    Eldrick looks up to heaven when he says he''s in the middle of a battle.

    "That''s it, I didn''t know you wanted a win!

    Lela laid the two retired side by side and borrowed Cress''s cape to cover and hide Pearla Vent''s head. When I entrust myself to Merel of the referee, I raise my face in audacity and raise my voice of condemnation.

    "I won''t let you tell me you couldn''t have won if you hadn''t made the argument."

    "I can''t deny you have something to gain if you lose."

    What are you going to do?

    Without even trying to put up a life sip, Ray Cruz tells the two survivors.

    "This time, if you win, it doesn''t make sense. Until I chose the surest way."

    "Ray......"

    What did Ray Cruz think and for what purpose, join this militant party? Eldrick, knowing it, gets toned down.

    Besides, it''s a riot right now.

    Until then if you say it''s worse to stay alert.

    "But now we''re two on one again, huh?

    You''re right.

    He''s blurry, but he builds up his will, and Lela lines up with Eldrick.

    "I said the most certain way."

    With an icy statue-like look and voice, Ray Cruz pointed to heaven.

    Two shadows before it points out.

    "I have no intention of succeeding Dal-Lukash more than Perla Vent has torn. Dal-Lukash declares surrender"

    One is Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash. I gently gibbered up and disappeared.

    Maybe he predicted this ending somewhat.

    "It''s late, Vi"

    "It would be better to come out in a dramatic setting anyway."

    Another shadow is a bald-headed old man with a long sword on his hip and a spell document in his hand.

    Needless to say, it''s the great sage Vainamarinen.

    The surest way.

    That is, the return of intact and powerful allies.

    "If you defeat the Red Fire Dragon, you''ll see that the eagle returns."

    "Winning is the game of purpose. I thought you''d be back at any given time."

    On your own, or will the Dimensional Dragon bring you back?

    You can''t possibly tell Ray Cruz that, but I was convinced there would be action if we did something about the wary Pearla Vent.

    "Tomorrow, I''ll be ready again. Go flashy."

    Standing down on earth, Vainamarinen tore nine pages from the spell document and threw it into heaven.

    "My master, it is!

    Mel, who has been static until now, rushes to encourage flirtatiousness - but it''s too late.

    The page of the spell turns into a hollow, pitch-black void, creating a passage with the world of stars.

    "Meteor Rain"

    The Ultimate Destruction Spell of the Ninth Staircase is complete, and meteorites descend with heroic kings and minute deities.

    "Vi! Oh, my God, are you insane!

    "Confrontation with meteorites. That''s your first time."

    "The woman I thought was new to me was insane!

    Its nasal cry is also cancelled by the sound of bursts, explosions and collisions.

    Neither Eldrick nor Lella were so soft that one spell rendered them incapable of combat.

    "Well, we still have the spell."

    - Neither of us had any leeway left to counter the full and motivated Great Sage.

 384 10. Restful Interval (Previous)

    "Something''s going on..."

    Originally, the Falv militant party was supposed to end in one day today.

    It was the Marquis Territory of Istas, where the majority of the users of Moments of Mobility (Teleport) in the Brewers seemed to be gathered, but it was just as successful that they didn''t intend to day-trip their guests, and the extension itself was not problematic.

    However, the post-tournament reception, which was supposed to glorify the winner, will be an intermediate event, and if I have to do something similar again tomorrow, I have a headache.

    Apart from Yut, Acorn, who made adjustments around it and took a breather, returned to his private room in the fortress and sat down on his bed.

    "Oh. Tomorrow, I''m looking forward to it."

    "It doesn''t make sense... Not that way..."

    Acorns dressed in pyjamas dry their hair with a towel they''ve been using since the first time they metastasized - I always think they want a hairdryer - and laugh bitterly at Valtrude''s deviant answer.

    I understand that this Cathedral Knight (Paladin) is still more special than the difference in perception between this one and the other. Anyway, behind that, Arcia is quietly shaking her neck.

    "I thought at an earlier venue that this fruit water is delicious"

    It is Seneca II, the Divine King, who holds a glass glass glass cup with both hands and drinks citrus juice with ice floating. The girly trick is that a man would come in one shot.

    Of course, same-sex opponents have aggression, but unfortunately for Acorn, there were circumstances that could not be seen as such.

    "... So, what kind of gathering is this, can I ask?

    "This is what Mr. Acorn calls a" sorority "in his hometown. I''m staying because of you. It would be a waste to sleep like that, wouldn''t it?

    Eudit, dressed in a royal silk nightgown, smiles softly. The look is neat and adorable like a doll.

    "Let Yut or the King go?

    "Mr. Alsace has a relationship with Mr. Alsace."

    Eudit, who loves Alsace by the time he was morbid, but did not try to bind him to mischief. It was a sign of trust, but at the same time it probably included a maiden mind that she didn''t want to be hated.

    Of course, she''s jealous, too.

    However, to such an extent that he made a change in the placement of a samurai serving the royal palace to prevent a young daughter from entering Alsace''s eyes, or was determined to have many children not to be appreciated, such as a side chamber.

    Especially with regard to the latter, I was deeply impressed to hear the empress say that she had given birth to 5 men and 11 women from Acorn.

    "I mean a sorority, or sometimes it feels like a second meeting in time..."

    Not that it''s that late, but I''m sure I should get some sleep tomorrow and when I think about my skin. However, given that acorns enter the room while they are sweating and that food and beverages are well prepared, it doesn''t seem that the argument is at the stage where it works either.

    "Well, shall we do the sorority? By the way, is that all you got?

    "Lady Laura, unfortunately, is not attending."

    "Though I was asked to, both Merla and Ritna are busy tomorrow."

    As for Queen Laura, there are also King Eldrick and Prince Cress, and there are many members of the Path Finders. Given that, not if you''re here.

    The women of the meadow race (Magner) are sure to have a job.

    If I wanted to call you, I would also think of the members who deserve ''sororities'' such as Petra, Kagra and Regina, but I don''t think they''d be happy. Like Jonah, you should let her sleep.

    "Well, first of all, I''d like to ask, can Val stay here?

    "Out of company? Isn''t that terrible?"

    Valtrude, who had become merely a machine for alternating between salted vegetable chips and a bite of Castella broth completed by Kagra trying a new menu, soon protests by inflating his cheeks outside of food.

    "Perfect, talking while eating..."

    "You''re using the time difference."

    Acorn and Arcia are speechless in the divine work performed by their fianc¨¦e''s wife.

    Because it''s late at night, or because you''re worried about staying in shape? That attitude of mouthing oily things was divine, without even thinking about the considerations that such women generally hold.

    Because the King and Queen of God look with envy, no doubt.

    "You don''t have to be out of company, not with a brave man?

    "It''s about Val, so don''t you think we should be able to be enemies tomorrow, even couples, etc.?

    "Couple......"

    Reasonable reasoning spoken by Arcia.

    Valtrude, however, neither affirmed nor denied, gazed away from the treat and looked far away.

    "Something seems to be wrong."

    Looking more convinced than confirmed, Eudit urged Valtrude to go ahead. Seneca is silent but her eyes are shimmering.

    "Jonah told me. I''m not ready."

    "Ready?"

    "Yona?"

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) continues with a distant eye, not realizing it but fiddling with the hem of the one-piece pyjamas, which caught him in different places in Acorn and Alcia.

    "Oh. If I can''t win this tournament, he wants to be ready enough to divorce Yut"

    How do I describe the air of the moment?

    Acorn stopped working in surprise, Seneca II was about to spill the juice as a grate, and Arcia looked heavenly at her loss wondering how she hadn''t noticed.

    "Love, right?"

    "Oh, it''s love"

    There, for some reason, Eudit and Valtrude share each other, and the chaos claps at them.

    (This is the wall with married people!?)

    I realize what they have in common with others and scream in my heart, but I''m sure it''s wrong. You must be wrong.

    "Uh, I mean, what do you mean?

    "Isn''t it decided"

    When I say I don''t know why I don''t do that, I say it with the tiniest breasts in this.

    "With the wish of winning this tournament and being given, I will be tied to Yut again"

    How do I describe the air of the moment?

    Acorn said reflexively, "Ah, yes," then two sentences didn''t go on, and Seneca II nearly blew out the juice he had in his mouth, but it seemed close, and Arcia held her forehead as if she could catch a headache.

    "Love, right?"

    "Oh, it''s love"

    Again, somehow Eudit and Valtroude share, and the chaos claps at them.

    As for the acorn, "That''s a romantic tale you deserve for a sorority. What if I like it already? I just want to say."

    Anyway, I guess we haven''t talked this far into Yut - and if Yut had listened, he''d be talking to one of them - and he really shouldn''t have broken up just because he couldn''t win.

    The proof is that you don''t think about when you lose.

    "Val, could you be serious...?

    "I''ve never spoken a joke. When I was in the village of Ozlick, I was told on several occasions that ''Val is a good joke''."

    But the wind direction changes dramatically with one word of Arcia, who has the longest and deepest relationship.

    "Hey, Val. Wait?"

    "What''s the matter, Acorn?"

    Seems satisfied and full of confidence. Always a beautiful Valtrude, but only this time negative emotions come first.

    "If the finalists were the braves, what would you do?

    "Not at all. From the front, we only break it."

    "Uh, then that means you don''t want to marry Val if the brave man wins, right?

    In the first place, Yut himself is not going to have a divorce, but he puts it aside.

    "And if a brave man finds out about this, he''ll be eight hundred."

    "Hmm. I don''t think so."

    injustice. It is one of the most abominable to the Virgin of the Hellenonian God. It is something that is never forgiven as a cathedral knight and as a person, such as carrying on with it.

    "But before that, do we have to win Master Vainamarinen and Lord Demon Swordsman to get to the final?

    Seneca II, who drank all the juice as a precautionary measure, asked the fundamental questions while placing the glass on the floor.

    "Sure...... I''ve been shown a lot of dark heroes."

    "Master Vainamarinen was in excellent shape, too."

    "It was quite an exciting sight"

    "Yeah. If I hadn''t had the experience of adventure in heaven, I might have graduated."

    I was also surprised when Valtrude was caught up in Yona''s attack, but not like that again.

    The flow since Lela let Perla Vent eat up her legs, she didn''t have to call it miserable. Even though he knew that he would recover from the blessings held by God of Power''s Arena, the scene in which Cress and Perla Vento were skewered drew blood.

    No, even if I knew, I wouldn''t mind the acorn if I thought that was Yut.

    In that sense, it was good that Cress, although not even healthy, was well recovered and in reception. The flesh and the spirit are separate, and there is no blessing even to the heart.

    Nevertheless, he also had a solid foothold and had a conversation.

    Still, Taisun Wang will not be seen as tough, probably because Lela and Archbishop Regnum were full of energy and appetite.

    I also hear about his troubles, but as an acorn who has only encountered people beyond himself in combat and beauty since he came to the Brewers, I don''t ask Prince Cress to wake up to the spirit of "approximate, we are ours" as soon as possible.

    "Oh, that was awesome. But there''s no shortage for them."

    With acorns and alusia to peek into worry and anxiety, Valtrude drives normally.

    Same as always, don''t break your attitude of welcoming strong enemies.

    "Besides, I''m not saying it''s an improvement, but I might be able to influence Ray Cruz in some way by winning. If you think about it, you can''t lose more and more."

    The figure of Valtrude, who proclaims so, is a dignified cathedral knight, even in his nightgown. I assure you that it is not simply to discuss evil, but to revamp it to be good.

    The noble Holy Virgin of Helenonia was there.

    "But in the end, it''s a divorce. You converge even though you''re married..."

    "Not to mention flowers."

    If we lose, it''ll be a lot of trouble.

    Acorn and Arcia renewed their thoughts that yes but they had to win.

 385 11. Restful Interval (after)

    "Yut, let''s fight normally tomorrow!

    "Is that an off-site tactic?

    "I don''t have any credit!

    "That''s what you do every day."

    Larsia''s little hand, offered to Yut sitting at the desk, is naturally ignored, and an exile sitting somewhere on the floor calmly points out the facts.

    While the women gathered in Acorn''s room, the men were flocking to Yut''s office. The appearance of the four opposing players coming together in the first semifinals game tomorrow may be odd.

    However, few knew that Yut was a mysterious sorcerer, and what he knew could not be a problem.

    Rather than that, the question may arise as to why it is the office.

    However, this is a simple story, because the housekeeper of the ostensibly Marquis Istas family is not in the militancy, that is to say, has no obstacle to doing his job.

    There were as many cases to be handled, such as the approval of the preliminary budget due to the extended schedule and the urgent purchase of ingredients used in stalls, etc.

    "If Larsia doesn''t have credit, I can''t afford the time."

    "Ooh......"

    Larsia put her hand on her face and wandered around as if she were distressed, eventually sitting tall on the couch. The magnitude of that reaction makes Yut weaker than he can give up.

    If it sounds like a meadow species (Magner), that''s it, and I''m a friend of mine, including there, but I was wondering if Ritna and Merla could come and collect it. I don''t mind Elizabeth at this time.

    "Your conversation is always as interesting as a street performer. But you don''t have to make fun of me because I''m here."

    "Huh? Yut, was there an impossibility or an interesting element to it right now?

    "It''s just a routine conversation."

    The vectors do not match, but there is a perception discrepancy.

    Only Exile was starting tomorrow''s simulation in his head without my involvement.

    The silence lasted for about five minutes.

    "By the way. What do you mean, normal?

    - Not to take that responsibility, but Alsace deals with awkward silence by returning to the starting point of the conversation.

    It should be noted that Alsace wore a mask on this occasion as well.

    The militant party is visited by Queen Eudit in the name of King Alsace. In other words, the king is set to be in the king''s capital. Just in case you run into someone, I won''t let you wear the mask gear.

    For this reason, reverence is basically forbidden in conversations with the King of Alsace - not the masked swordsman.

    "Last game, it was flashy, wasn''t it?

    "Flashy and easy to clean up..."

    The last game of the first round. Dragons, gods, heroes and indiscriminate warfare with people.

    Flashy, awesome, beautiful, spectacular, cruel.

    If I dare to describe it in one word, should I call it chaos?

    "While you''re standing in character, you''ve made some kind of money from your past or something, but it''s troublesome. For example," Aim Your Father ""

    "''No''"

    "We don''t have a cause like that, and we don''t need it. You know?"

    "I''m the only one who knows."

    You look like you''re explaining, just adding more doubts.

    "Honest, let''s fight with all our dying power. That''s what I''m saying."

    Exile, the last fort, sums it up that way with a heavy bass voice.

    That''s not the wrong thing to do, but it''s not embarrassing. With a deliberate whistle, Larsia blatantly changed the subject.

    "By the way. If the king wins, what are you going to ask Yut for?

    "Right..."

    Alsace hands on his thin jaw and thinks in.

    But that''s mostly just the outfit. My mind was determined, and all I had to do was language it clearly.

    "Next time you fight God or the devils (Demon Lord) or comparable evil, I want you to make sure I call you too."

    "No, you know. That''s..."

    Not if you are working or anything.

    To such shocking content, Yut was moving to the couch where everyone gathered.

    "It''s dangerous."

    "That would be the same for all of us"

    "A position."

    "How different is there between the Marquis and the King?"

    It''s a big difference though!

    Revealing the urge to scream so, Yut searches for words of persuasion.

    But before that, Alsace took off his mask and said it small.

    "It''s sloppy."

    (i) It is not a word to be uttered by the king of a nation.

    But a word like that of a child was more convincing than a thousand words. It''s not always going to happen, but it''s going to have to be taken into account.

    Nevertheless, what is wrong with this?

    I thought it would be safe if I won myself, but the board turned upside down.

    I don''t mind because it''s not a big deal when it comes to Valtrude and Ray Cruz.

    But if you win yourself, this wish of Alsace. Otherwise, it must have come true of Larsia, Jonah or Vainamarinen.

    Stuffed.

    With a chess player-like look on the verge of throwing, Yut looked up to heaven.

    "Grandma, I''m worried about you, Cress."

    "My grandson, I''m sorry I bothered you"

    Queen Laura, absent from the sorority, was dealing with the girl of her grandson''s companion after sending out the men.

    The facility created by Mel under the spell of The Invisible Mansion (Clinell) is as luxurious as a palace. So, two people talk about the look like a mother and a daughter - no one points out their real age.

    Even so, I''m just unilaterally listening to Satya''s stupidity, which has reached a lot of limits.

    "I''m worried, I''m worried, I''m worried, I love it"

    "Oh, yeah."

    If you ask me, it means I came all the way to Falve with a forceful direct verdict to Mel.

    Mage (wizard), no, Mage (warlock). Now there''s no shadow to see drunk, but they were known as talents at the Vainamarinen School of Magic.

    Indeed, flax colored hair is lustrous and beautiful, young but with a neat face. You don''t expect anything from the future, but do you like it there?

    Cress seems to have left her in love like that and left her alone.

    Though I couldn''t afford that much, as a man, I do a certain serious thing.

    If Cress was in a predicament right now, he might have said he deserved it.

    That''s what we need to educate ourselves about.

    In that regard, Eldrick was good at playing. I''ve never been resented, even though I scattered floating names. That, Laura herself, who was swimming with her rightful wife''s metrics, is a big deal, but asking Cress and Satya for it is harsh, and I wasn''t going to.

    However, where you should apprentice, you have to let them apprentice you.

    The queen''s mouth was laughing with pleasure as she fixed the fracture in the hair of a girl who might be her step-grandson in the future, who had begun to sleep.

    (How did this happen...?

    Far from the home kingdom of Tydrac, as well as from its home base, Folio-Farina, the land of Falve. So, Cress gave herself up to a cancer and swinging vision, which was supposed to be stationary, trying to remember the near past.

    But I can''t remember. So soak up the liquor a lot.

    I didn''t like alcohol that much, but the clear oriental liquor is clean, slightly dry and strangely mouth-watering.

    So I drank too much - it wasn''t like that either.

    The reason I drank too much was nervousness.

    The tension surrounded by Pathfinders kept pace faster and exceeded the tolerances.

    "Look, Ray. Can you hear me?"

    "Was it this tangled liquor?

    "Ugh, listen to me."

    My grandfather, Eldrick, is on the verge of holding a glass to his former companion, Ray Cruz. Eldrick was completely up, becoming an annoying drunk.

    I was delightfully eating a dish of raw fish made into a rare fillet - Cress was resistant at first too, but it was delicious when I tried it - my grandfather''s face is nowhere to be found.

    When it comes to my grandfather, he''s only 20 years old. Eldrick with a young appearance and Ray Cruz who doesn''t look older than he is even younger than that.

    If I thought I had a vested sense of sight for the two, it was similar to the sight of a senior adventurer talking about martial arts tradition even though he wasn''t even asked to.

    "Ah."

    I tried to stop it being a bad thing, but I don''t have a voice. No, I''m out, but I''m speechless. It''s a strange story to think about putting out a rescue ship to Ray Cruz.

    But there is no remorse in Cress.

    Sometimes I lost my mind without knowing what it was, but it wasn''t really an ally.

    No one is bad. Honestly, I thought so.

    At the same time, if I had been myself a while back, I might have been making a scene about being cowardly.

    This, too, is secretly respectful thanks to King Alsace.

    Nevertheless, I was just surprised when I was brought to the store to see a black-haired swordsman, and when he was silently poured liquor, for some reason I felt a danger to my life, but not more or less.

    Rather, it was so much more troublesome when Satya, who was next door, got visibly grumpy when she waved small from Lela at the reception.

    I shouldn''t have been such a daughter-in-law to put her emotions on the table. What the hell happened? Is it while I''m passing out?

    "Ah. Ugh."

    But I had trouble thinking about it, and Cress said, "Sake again."

    It''s a cereal called rice. It''s made of rice. The employee''s Dragon Man (Draconut) daughter said so, no doubt. I don''t know, but I''m sure I''ll bread it like wheat and eat it.

    With that in mind, I shrug and eat the fragrant smelling food I called grilled rice. This is also a food I am not familiar with, but it was delicious with a texture I have never had before. It''s also heartbreaking to have finely chopped ham or fried eggs in it.

    "Master, what the hell is going on today"

    "Oh, my God."

    "What do you see, such as using Meteo Rain?"

    "I heard that earlier."

    "Oh?"

    "Uh. Sorry. Sorry. It was bad."

    A novel echoes Cress''s wandering consciousness.

    As blurry as if in the water, I also feel for every possible distant world, but an undisputed reality.

    The great sage Vainamarinen had received a sermon from his disciple Dean Merel.

    "Because Elle will drink to Mel..."

    "Did you say something? In the first place, your master..."

    I haven''t exactly counted it, but it should be over 10 times.

    Is sermon also the price of victory?

    "So I''m guessing you''re saying that the way Ray did it, it''s going to be broke someday."

    "Until I''m choosing to be efficient."

    But compared to Vainamarinen, Ray Cruz wasn''t old enough.

    Nothing but bad hands, such as arguing frontally against Eldrick, who turned into a drunk.

    "People don''t follow you just because you''re right. You''re a king and you fail scatterly, because I tell you so, no doubt."

    "What''s wrong with going the shortest way?"

    Ray Cruz drinks fruit water all at once and throws a killer glance, but Eldrick just puts the skewers in his mouth all at once and chews them lavishly.

    There is no appearance of flinching at all.

    (Uh. Why are you here? Tomorrow, dive into the labyrinth (dungeon) again...)

    If Cress had been nice, he might have been disturbed by the killing earlier. I''m glad I''m drunk and dull, but unfortunately I can''t feel that.

    Anyway, is it time for the limit, because my head is shaking back and forth.

    "Evil? No, that''s not evil. It''s like trying to break through a labyrinth wall to the back. Whoa, me, you just said something good."

    Finally, Kress'' consciousness breaks.

    He woke up after it was all over.

 386 12. Semifinals of head-on matches (previous)

    "Come on, thank you for waiting"

    The second day of the Falve Grand Martial Party began with a live Merla through magic equipment (magic items).

    "For the fourth and second day of an unplanned match, receive extra rewards and be in a good mood, Merla!

    "Is that the information you need?

    "Now you don''t have to get lost in the streets holding a milk drinker"

    "I don''t care if you''re joking, you''re not listening"

    At a Lord-sponsored militancy, a statement pops up from a live person that may be taken as a Lordship criticism. But there was no awkwardness in the venue and I was laughing off as a joke. The same goes for those gathered in the outer perimeter of the arena.

    that the speaker is a meadow species (Magner). Besides, the fact that Valtrude has developed phenomenally since its arrival. A joke that only passes because these two know.

    So it''s like a bridge over a smoky valley? It looks dangerous, but the bridge itself is actually solid and you don''t have to worry about falling. But it''s a bridge that you don''t have to cross at all.

    "Yes. That''s why it''s the semifinals at last, the semifinals. The first game was the Exile Larsia group vs. the Masked Swordsman and Mysterious Mage group. Bastards in the venue, are you ready!

    "Oooh!

    Clear today on the second day. The enthusiasm from yesterday remains with each and every audience, and the tension is high. Is one reason why many Regra Temple officials from the audience Regrax are also coming?

    "The people outside, do you hear me?

    "Oooh!

    Lost on the spot and a far thunder coming from outside the arena.

    Yes, outside.

    It turns out after yesterday''s production that the exterior walls on all sides of the arena - just like the modem in the basement - were screened to show the game.

    Thanks to this, officials of the Temple of Hellenonia cooperating in security were busily killed by policing and organizing people. The only ones who profited were the stalls and gamblers - that is, the Larsias.

    I asked Lela about this, and she said, "It''s a different personality, so I don''t know."

    Yut suspected that the Divine Divine Minutes of Knowledge (Avatar), dear for coming down, might be related, but he didn''t know what would come out when he touched weird, so he had to give up pursuing it.

    "Come on, the venue is buzzing inside and out, Arcee. After all, you think it''s better to be on edge with Arcee this time?

    "When I say edge, it''s in both?

    Alcia, who is taking off her crimson eyelids, turns her gaze at what she is saying to Merla.

    The meadow species who accomplished the feat of being seen with cold eyes from Alcia, however, give a strange look without being exposed to its glory.

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    Here we finally realize that the identity of the masked swordsman and the mysterious sorcerer has not been revealed. That''s the same for Merla, Larsia''s sister and in the position of reality.

    Instead of being alarmed... maybe it was because of the deep sense of wanting Yut to win.

    "Hello, Mr. Arcee, how do you know who the masked swordsman and the mysterious sorcerer are?

    "I don''t know why the tone has changed, but even if I did, there''s no way I could reveal it more than we''re hiding."

    "I know! This is the face I know absolutely!

    "Speaking of which, you were talking about winning and losing predictions. In the meantime, both groups only show one scale of strength in the first game, so I think the bottom line will be questioned."

    Mouth the outlook rather than the prediction, Miss misled - and Arcia restores calm. Merla, however, shimmered her eyes to hear them out during the game, and the mysterious magician (Yut) at the entrance gate was unexpectedly listening to the live narrative.

    "I can''t believe Alcia made such a preliminary mistake."

    "I guess I was losing my mind. You mean alarm is on everyone..."

    "Be careful this way"

    "Oh, right. If you''re distracted by the operation and you shrug your leg, it''s called a real fall."

    At the time of the match table, Yut had devised several patterns of operations for the anti-Exile Larsia. It may be closer to reality to say that tactics are tailored to the way the opponent comes out rather than maneuvers.

    I moved to the ground after exposing it before the game, but as the mysterious swordsman (Alsace) put it, the assumption, as an assumption, doesn''t make sense just to stick to it.

    While thanking Alcia for making me realize that, Yut moves on to the field to lead Alsace.

    "It was the masked swordsman and the mysterious sorcerer who showed up first! It''s the same outing and it''s here!

    A swordsman carrying a two-handed sword and wearing a mask in sheet metal armor (plate armor).

    A magician with a spell document in his hand and a black coat on a mask that covers his head softly.

    The mysterious magician even raises it on his hips to an infinite bag of storage. It''s an outrageously suspicious tournament, but even dragons have appeared on the minute-body. There are no more voices that surprise me to this extent.

    Besides, the masked swordsman was certainly dressed in a frigid way, but the elegance overflowing from the fine work even gave the impression of being your son.

    "Go on, Exile and our brother Larsia showed up too!

    Autonomous Shield on the new Dragon Scale Armor. Plus, a giant spike flail that resembles a ship''s anchor. Exile aims at the center of the field in an unexpectedly agile motion.

    Larsia, who walks next to it, is waving to the audience while showing off her curves, such as whether she intends to serve or hang up dragonflies magnificently.

    However, he carried his favorite bow and had a magic scepter (Magic Wand) in three pieces on his lower back, which was also fully armed.

    Two ready pairs meet together in the middle of the field.

    "Come on. Finally, the time has come."

    "Larsia today is always more and more tangled"

    "Ever since I first met you, I''ve been wondering if this day might come."

    "I thought you were going to confront the cause without it."

    "How did you really get my story?

    "Ugh. I mean, the first time I came over here, I saw him, he was a bloody old man."

    "Well, I thought I''d have a day like this."

    "Old man, spoil Larsia too much. You don''t have to ride."

    The same three, but Alsace, listening beside him, didn''t feel alienated.

    It''s funny just listening, and more importantly, I don''t feel like getting mixed up in that conversation. Too advanced.

    "Well, I''m sorry we seem to get along, okay?

    Dean Mel, who is always neat, confirms the grant spell in Sense of Magic before attempting to perform his duties as a referee.

    The two groups gathered on the field shake hands in turn before placing.

    Exile and the Masked Swordsman - Alsace confronted each other at close range, with Larsia and Yut forming more than five metres further from their respective partners.

    I can''t even feel the remnants of the soothing atmosphere I had earlier.

    Tension increases at once, and that propagates all the way out of the venue.

    "Now, the first game of the semifinals, here we go!

    At the same time, Larsia moved.

    At the reaction rate, other follow-ups are not allowed. In a way it was as expected, but the behaviour chosen was unexpected.

    "Yeahhh!? I pulled out my dagger (dagger) and slashed it on the masked swordsman! Brother, distractions!?"

    "No."

    Alcia instantly understood Larsia''s intentions.

    But sooner than he mouths it, Larsia sticks a dagger in the armor joint.

    Using the height difference, a blow to the knee.

    Alsace, who also had to be vigilant, cannot react to it.

    "Shit, I knew it"

    But it was Larsia who broke away while pounding her tongue. The movable part, which should be weak, was also protected by the spell of "Magic Protect", with a slight aim.

    Still, Larsia won''t give up.

    You don''t need a big weapon to kill people. Enough blades to hide them in your palms.

    As if to prove it, Larsia once backed down...

    "Ho ho"

    Step on Exile''s knees and leap.

    He jumps up to the height of Alsace''s head and pokes precisely at steeples such as his eyes hidden in his mask, his mouth and his throat.

    "Don''t go too far as I was told, don''t hate it"

    In contrast, Alsace received a treasure sword traitor vertically - but did not give him enough clearance to move on to the counterattack.

    Despite the fighting, I admire that it''s just fine.

    "Surprise failure. Then do as you''re supposed to do."

    "Wall Fort"

    Exile did not answer directly, but responded by saying the same synonym (test word) as the ability name demonized in the armor.

    The giant of the rock giant sways like a Yangtze, turning it into an even more gigantic monster the next moment.

    Its body was like a ghost, and the spirits (aura) emanating from the Exile that came to war made it feel Shura.

    Neither can the servant Alsace stop Larsia by ignoring this exile. No, you could have, but you have to sweeten up a future that, by becoming huge, will be rarely beaten with spike flails that have finally reached a range of over 15 meters.

    Thus, Larsia easily moves the field and succeeds in intercepting the mysterious sorcerer - Yut.

    If you put a skilled bandit (Rogue) in front of you, such as a magician placed at the distance of a weapon, you''ll be like a baby. Even if it sticks somehow, the spell should be unusable.

    That was common sense - but.

    "You''ve come in the most difficult pattern"

    "Well, if you''re going to kill me, it''s from Priest or Wizard."

    But the Great Mage (Arch Mage) set up a long sword (long sword) removed from an infinitely stored bag, preparing and waiting for magically invisible armor and shields.

    As if I had expected this to happen.

    "Plus, Yuto''s very motivated."

    "You can''t be alarmed by old man and Larsia."

    The battlefield was divided and a second round began as early as possible.

    "As soon as it started, I could do two one-on-one! But what does this mean, Alcie?"

    "First of all, Larsia is moving on the assumption that her best offense has been sealed."

    "Sealed?

    "The bow is the spell of Sacrifice Alouds, an inverted arrow. The Magic Wand''s Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) is called Spell Canceller."

    It takes the form of speculation, but there is certainty in Alcia. And it was actually also the right answer.

    With regard to the Flip Arrow, some surgeons and archers may pass through the power relationship, but if the surgeon is Yut, he doesn''t have to worry about it.

    And "Spell Deactivation" specifies a specific spell, something that completely undoes its effects. Powerful, but user-friendly because you can''t specify if you don''t know the enemy''s information.

    But this time Yut, the exception. At the same time, I was reading that Larsia would also be confronted.

    Therefore, an ambush attack.

    "That''s right, Arcee, the great man of the goddess of death and sorcery. But wouldn''t it have been better if you had a spell or used a bow or something to check it out?

    "No, it''s too late after you''ve used your hands."

    If you make a wrong choice, there will be a danger to your life.

    Along with his colleagues standing on the field, Alcia''s words were once convincing in such an environment.

    "And finally, to the point, as far as World War I is concerned, Yu...... the master of mysterious magician''s theoretical spells is the Great Mage (Arch Mage) class. If we let those users go, it could be like a Val and Yona match."

    "I see. He said that was the intention. But the mysterious magician is amazing. Where was such a talent hidden?

    "Come on."

    Merla tries to listen subtly, but Arcia focuses more on the game than on deception.

    Perhaps the beginning changed as we expected from each other. From here, local power says things.

    "In the melee, Yut is no match for me. Don''t surrender here."

    "There''s no way you can."

    "Eh. It hurts if you get hurt, even though it heals if you get hurt."

    With that said, Larsia falls unconstitutionally and waves a dagger (dagger) at Yut''s Achilles tendon.

    | Yuut, who anticipated it due to the spell of "Intuition of the Essence" and "Third Eye," nevertheless - | comparable to the legendary sword because he granted "Magic Weapon" - did not try to take it with a long sword (long sword), but flew backwards to avoid it, albeit grossly.

    "If you think so, cut it out."

    "If Yut does, can I?

    "I will. Because I will exceed"

    "Liars need punishment."

    To the fleeing Yut, Larsia throws a dagger.

    On the right side of the body - flying in a straight line aiming around the liver it is bounced by a complex, tattooed magic formation near reaching Yut''s body.

    It''s not instantaneously used, it''s the effect of The Great Mage''s Shield of Arc Mage, activated in a sustained way.

    Larsia gives a slightly unexpected look.

    This alone does not make it certain that the "Inverted Arrow" is not applied or that it was just prevented by the "Grand Mage''s Shield" before the effects of the "Inverted Arrow" took effect.

    "What? Which one is it?

    "If you''re lost, why don''t you give it a try?

    "I''m not getting in that hand."

    Larsia moves diagonally to the right with no straight forward movement as she steps forward. Keep pushing into the zigzag and don''t let Yut gauge the timing.

    Hating to receive enemies, Yut gives up intercepting and takes a distance along the walls of the circular arena.

    Intercept or escape.

    I don''t know which one is the right choice, but I can appreciate the decision I made without hesitation.

    Larsia chases after her as she holds a sense of sight from above. Two different strides, but the distance never shrinks. It''s a costume that goes around Exile and Alsace.

    "I won''t go after him and give the mysterious magician a gap to use the spell. My brother, even let him hold the dagger was strong!

    "That''s true, but you don''t seem to be willing to attack..."

    For example, Larsia''s aim is to wait for Exile to destroy King Alsace while he is virtually in custody of Yut?

    But in doing so, the sense of vigilance is hidden.

    "Perhaps Larsia is trying to avoid taking a counter-attack by going too far."

    My colleagues know, but I can''t read Yut''s reaction when it comes to having trouble. Well put, it means it''s repulsive, but it also means you don''t know what to do.

    It was King Eldrick in the First World War who became the victim of it.

    Larsia, who knew Yut well, was moderately catching up with him so that he could target a single hit if he showed a gap while holding him back from using the spell.

    "Brother, it was surprisingly chicken!?"

    "Something is damaging my reputation!?"

    Larsia is still in favor in melee for the minute she can afford to react to the reality.

    But for Yut, that was on readiness.

    "It''s troublesome, but I just want this one, too."

    "What do you mean?

    "Our king wants a head-on battle with the old man. In the meantime, I''m attracting Larsia."

    painful situation, but that''s why Yut laughs.

    Swallow the word that that''s not the only reason you''re running away.

 387 13. Semifinals of head-on matches (after)

    There is a rocky giant (Jarloot) like a mountain in front of Alsace.

    The Armor''s special ability, Orphan Wall (Wall Fort), is physically larger, but without it, the intimidation changes. My body trembled, even when I was conscious, at the signs of overwhelming violence.

    Giant warrior and masked prince.

    A combination like the hero Tan (saga). But the difference is that the Exile is a hero who is just confused with the monster. If so, it could be said that Alsace is the subject to be crusaded.

    The two of them don''t try to move while facing each other in the middle of the field.

    It''s not that I can''t move. We measure the blade at the best possible time.

    It can also be done because Yut is attracting Larsia.

    He leaves this one to me, hiding a secret under his black coat.

    (You''re just being selfish)

    Alsace laughs so bitterly inside. It was difficult to reopen that it was also a legitimate right to say selfishness to his ministers, even though he was the king of one country.

    Still, I was glad to hear about that selfishness, and it''s my chance. I want you to indulge me.

    "Coming."

    "Whoa, whoa."

    Full of energy, the occasion ripened.

    "There''s movement in the center of the field too! Let''s start with the masked swordsman."

    Alsace moves first to zero the distance between him and me a few meters away.

    But Exile''s circumference of 10 meters is his intermission. Spike Flail, which also resembled the anchor of a ship that had become huge to match his body, swung sideways. It is at the mercy of power, but also an attack that controlled Larsia not to get involved.

    A blow that drove the two of Guagam and Elizaoua out of combat pressed them to crawl through the ground rinse trying to pay for Alsace''s legs.

    "Ha."

    With sheet metal armor, sudden braking and jumping are difficult to avoid.

    I wouldn''t be able to, but if that upsets the balance, I''d prefer more certainty.

    The fierce collision sound of metal and metal called Kickin ''rang.

    The impact transmitted from the treasure sword is immensely heavy. My whole body numbs instead of my arms. Even when I was ready, I didn''t think it would be any better.

    Why, have you thought about fighting someone like this? How much easier it would have been if it had been as usual in the royal palace.

    "Whoa, whoa."

    Raise your voice and shake off your weakness.

    He managed to take a deadly blow with a traitor who protruded underfoot, seeing as he was about to be bounced off.

    So the tip of Spike Flail floated and I thought I''d lost control......

    "Nuh."

    Exile rebuilt himself forcefully with the power of both arms, and now swung him down at a sharp angle underfoot so that he could prune rather than pay.

    "That''s so powerful! But I manage to keep taking it with my two-handed sword"

    "Exactly."

    "Which one?

    "Both."

    "Shit."

    Even in the live seats, there was a battle to find out who he was.

    When Larsia finds out who she is, she gives it to Merla, so if you look at it, you''ll know. Around not doing so, he seemed out of shape and had a fair play spirit with him.

    "But heavy"

    "But you''re tough."

    Alsace was grinning unintentionally at the shock transmitted through the traitor.

    I''m not about to take off my sword. If I distract you at all, you''re going to blow your body apart. If that happens, they''ll only beat you rarely.

    I can protect you, but I''m totally stuck.

    Exile, on the other hand, was also inadvertently grinning at the defense of a difficult defense.

    I''m sure there''s some bottom-up by Yut''s spell, but the mental power to keep calmly defensive ahead of this outrage is astonishing.

    All of which is first-class.

    "Glad to hear it."

    "I agree!

    The tip of Spike Flail, which cuts the wind and flies in, approached Alsace again. Wherever you collide with your body, you are certain to be invisible to the second.

    Half unconsciously move the traitor and take it, but that''s all I can see is the spirit being shredded.

    You can think about it.

    A giant like a rock, several times its length, is pounding a giant object like an anchor.

    Over and over again.

    I just made one mistake, and it''s over. Just blurry, life-threatening.

    No, it''s a problem before that.

    Fear of being exposed to overwhelming violence.

    Root life-threatening fears could not be contained.

    But there is also no violence that lasts forever.

    It is very long as a physical sensation. After a few minutes or so if it was real time, I saw a gap in Exile''s onslaught.

    The only unique opportunity to meet a thousand people.

    "Lightning March"

    "Oops. A masked swordsman used a spell -"

    It''s a spell that only cathedral knights can use.

    "I didn''t know you were a cathedral knight! Who the hell are you, masked swordsman?

    With the protection of ¡°ever-winning¡± Helenonia, Alsace, who became purple electricity, pushes in a straight line.

    I can''t even react to this with just the exel.

    Yes, Exile is.

    "Chi."

    Before reaching the rock giant equal to the walls, another wall stands up.

    There''s a wall called Adamantin''s Shield that runs autonomously.

    Though we strike it off with a traitor, that reduces momentum and does not even reach the flesh of Exile.

    But I got into nostalgia.

    Like Yut and Larsia, the focus was on how to control the intermission, but that equilibrium broke down.

    "We''ve got this far!

    "Brilliant!

    Exile congratulates Alsace for entering into the midst of a two-handed sword.

    Just pure, admiring its power. Even the enemy is loyal to the rock giant''s sexuality that strong warriors deserve to be honored.

    To that rock giant, Alsace sees the blow of a traitor.

    That, in the leg part - different in size and difficult to get to the others - tore open the area not covered in dragon scale armor and bled red.

    "Nuh."

    Of course, Exile isn''t left to be hit either.

    Skillfully adjust the length of the Spike Flail chain and beat it with fierce momentum to Alsace''s head.

    "Guh, guh."

    I took it with one hair, but naturally, it doesn''t give me time to move on to a counterattack or anything. On the contrary, the expression behind the mask was distressed by pain.

    The true pinnacle of Alsace''s mended sword moves lies in defense and the counterattack from there.

    But a rock giant with a long weapon in between and proud of his monstrosity will not allow it. As if sinking into a bottomless swamp, he was dragged into a random battle where power says things more than technology.

    Beaten.

    Defend.

    Hit him.

    Beaten.

    Defend.

    Hit him.

    Beaten.

    It''s not something superior called a counter or anything.

    Exile just throws away his defenses and other things and takes the blade with him, waving Spike Flail for the slightest gap that will arise after Alsace''s attack.

    But the muscular, vital, and spiritual forces that could have chosen and accomplished it were even subjects of fear.

    Hit him.

    I get hit. I get hit.

    Defend. Defend.

    Hit him.

    Beaten.

    Hit him.

    I get hit. I get hit. Beaten.

    Alsace flirts with a rough wave of violence.

    Alsace had heartfelt sympathy and at the same time sympathy for the enemies Exile had ever defeated.

    Impossible.

    He beat me back more than he beat me, and besides, no matter how much he attacked Exile, what does it mean to have no sign of falling at all?

    Is it really an organism that is facing us now?

    Willing natural phenomena or monsters? Or God.

    It would be better if people told me it was an unusual thing, yet, I''m convinced.

    How unreasonable.

    It must be this Alsace who is seeing irrationally in the Brewers at this moment.

    The strength that even that Taraskus defeated single-handedly. I knew it. But it just seemed to be my intention.

    The power of the Exile, with its new equipment, had not even read through Yut.

    But you can''t be desperate.

    "... both the Istus Marquis... you have to exchange your swords... then you have to..."

    It may be a legitimate right to speak selfishly to your subordinates.

    Then it is the duty of the Sovereign to die for his subordinates.

    Alsace didn''t even know how much wounds he was suffering. I can''t hear the live voice or the audience cheering. I don''t know if it''s because of sweat or blood, but my eyes are also sumptuous.

    However, my body moves, and I can wield my sword. Exile should be damaged shallow as well.

    In a nutshell, I shook off the traitor.

    Hit him.

    I get hit. I get hit.

    Defend.

    Hit him.

    I get hit. I get hit. Beaten.

    Defend. Defend.

    I get hit. I get hit. I get hit. I get hit.

    I can''t keep up with the defense.

    He is exposed to attacks as if he had materialized the concept of violence, like a canoe flirting with turbulence, flirting like a good one. I don''t even know if you''re still wearing a mask, and I can''t afford to care in the first place.

    We are fighting back in between, and the percentage of hits should be about the same because Exile has almost thrown away his defenses, but the Mountain Like Rock giant is immovable.

    And the attack is like a blaze.

    I just have to admit I lost.

    Alsace does not extend to Exile.

    - At the moment.

    "Guardian of the Crown. Show me that power!

    "Whoa, whoa!

    A stubborn blow, Exile comes here to take the fastest blow.

    That''s not sight, that''s not hearing. But Alsace did perceive.

    The ability of repeated archeology and traitors - semi-automatic counter-attacks - merge, knocking Spike Flail off to the ground on the verge of smashing his flesh.

    Impact as if the field had exploded.

    Regardless, Alsace stepped on the tip of Spike Flail and jumped.

    "Coming Soon Traitor!!"

    As it was, he shifted his torso and used a spring all over his body to wave down the treasure sword.

    A definite response passes on to both hands of Alsace.

    But I''m not satisfied with that.

    Go on, let the chase go again and again.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    - But that had to be interrupted.

    Exile, which was like a mountain, becomes even more gigantic, like a mountain. No, because your whole body is covered in flames, an active volcano that blows up flames.

    Of Xia''s vision, only his rotten, red, shining eyes burned firmly into Alsace''s consciousness.

    Go on, the impact pierces Alsace''s body.

    There is no pain. Just the shock. Maybe my brain can''t reproduce the pain correctly anymore.

    Plus, chase.

    "Yu...... t. The role¡­ is¡­¡­¡­"

    Speaking blood, Alsace''s consciousness interrupted there.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

    The roar of the rock giants blasts into the venue.

    He was a formidable enemy.

    Sincerely, I think so.

    The mask went somewhere, and Alsace, falling into depression, was like a cloak.

    "There''s some blood shining, Egg Yan is getting even bigger, and the masked swordsman is strangely worn out that he''s not dead."

    But Exile himself is full of creativity. I can stand, strangely enough.

    The only reason I know Exile is a winner is simply because he''s not down.

    No, I''m also suspicious if it''s a winner.

    At a time when I activated a divine power I didn''t intend to use. At the time they caught up to it, isn''t it a loss?

    It could have been the arrogance of the winner, but it was also the truth.

    "Egg! Get away from there! Not if you''re screaming!

    "The Devils of the Bereavement: Circle of Stan."

    No, Yut made it true.

    The moment Larsia was slightly distracted by the struggling, little by little, time to the roar of Exile''s victory. With a long sword sticking out on the field, Yut released eight pages from the spell document to cleave heaven.

    As they are guided, they become a circular magic formation, along the orbit around Exile and Alsace - where Yut was being chased around by Larsia.

    Irrespective of the power of will or resistance to magic, the Eighth Ladder''s theoretical spell, The Devils of Mourning, prunes the consciousness of life within range.

    Nevertheless, although there is a limitation that it is ineffective for those with high vitality, Exile was caught up to the end of the line by Alsace.

    Larsia''s warnings when she noticed the Yut''s maneuvers didn''t even make it, and the thunderlights emanating from the magic formation pierced and engulfed the Exile.

    "Oh-ho. The mountain is down!

    Sounds duh, and Exile falls down on his back. The sight is as if the legendary giant had been fought by a brave man. At the same time, the hugeness is solved and it returns to its original size.

    "Don''t even think about it!

    "It''s the King''s idea!

    But I didn''t have time to watch that sight in Yut and Larsia. We can''t even tell each other''s partners that we lost out worrying about our people, etc.

    Once again, the mysterious magician with the long sword and the bandit (Rogue) equipped with the dagger are still walking around the field. Neither of us can make up our minds. Chasing.

    But there was room for Larsia''s expression.

    The situation is simple. Winning is better for getting to the finals.

    It''s time for Yut''s health to be near its limit. If so, you should go to battle with your stomach.

    "Hey there!

    As expected, Yut stepped forward.

    The most unexpected and most likely choice.

    "I''ve been waiting."

    Smiling, Larsia takes another step. If I run away here, I''ll just be able to catch up with you. Besides, the victory rolls in on its own.

    If you want, you have to take it away.

    And that''s the same for Yut.

    "I can''t lose!

    "True."

    But if you can win just by the strength of your thoughts, you don''t need a weapon or an army.

    To the meadow species who tried to turn to the left hand side, the sorcerer waves down his long sword at the mercy of his strength. It''s not as bad as amateurs, but it can''t even work for Larsia.

    Leaping a little on the spot, Larsia jumped on the blade.

    And faster than Yut let go of his weapon, he jumped up again and stuck out a dagger for each body. A move that feels streamlined and even elegant.

    It might be more appropriate to describe it as just trying to put it there rather than piercing it.

    "I got it."

    "Surprise, Larsia"

    "Hooray."

    But the blade of the dagger does not reach the steeple.

    Before that, I was blocked by two arms.

    "Four arms? Who the hell are you, a mysterious sorcerer!

    Yut''s - thick for a human arm, with an arm like a whole tooth.

    "The Blessing of the Multi-Armed Giant, Arm of Hecatonkail." When? - Oh, yeah.

    "Yes, from the beginning."

    Breaking through his loose black coat, he had two arms growing from his shoulders. Precisely the arm I''ve been hiding under my black coat.

    Of course, there''s pain in that, too. But it''s only imitating a giant''s arm, not to the extent that he was stabbed with a dagger.

    Grabbed with a motion without delay, like an arm that was growing from the beginning.

    Larsia, although she managed to avoid it, lost her balance dramatically.

    There, pursuit by a long sword equipped on Yut''s own arm.

    "Knock."

    The best way to distract it is with a spare dagger.

    There is also magically enhanced muscle strength, which is no longer a stage where you can do something with moves.

    If you can win just by the strength of your thoughts, you don''t need a weapon or an army.

    However, if it is a match at the same level, it is also an important factor.

    temper and obsession with victory.

    So Yut outsmarted Larsia, only slightly.

    But the battle isn''t on yet.

    With the long sword and the additional arm, Larsia was instantly seeing through that the reach was subtly different. If you jump into the nostalgia, you only have to deal with additional arms, and I don''t think you''re good at that control.

    "It''s over, Larsia!

    "Huh?

    But Yut''s actions were beyond Larsia''s predictions.

    I was wondering if Larsia would do that before surprise.

    Yut, who was advancing, was waving his long sword up.

    I guess I took it out of my bag of infinite storage. The added arms were also each waving up a long sword. Moreover, a long sword that is temporarily equivalent in precision and power to a legendary weapon thanks to the Devil.

    It was at this moment that Larsia had a hunch of defeat.

    Still, Larsia stepped in a big way when she said it was a reversal in one shot if she went into the nostalgia - but Yut was reading it in Intuition (Third Eye).

    "Eat."

    Shake the long sword unscrupulously, and in a variance.

    Although it was an attack that seemed like a frowning attack when a sword-grabbing human saw it, it worked.

    Larsia crosses and defends both arms.

    "Ha-ha, it''s dangerous!

    It''s a public/private confused reality, but I can''t get that thought.

    Though I avoided a fatal injury, I was slapped on the spot, and for a moment, I stopped breathing.

    It was Larsia who tried to get up immediately, but in front of her, three long swords were poked.

    "... I have no choice. It''s my loss."

    "Thank you."

    It was the true story of Yut.

    If you just look there, you don''t know which one is the winner.

    "There''s a battle!

    Mel, the referee, announces the end of the game.

    Is it because the flashy spell didn''t fly? No heart, looks happy.

    "Ah. Oh, my God, Egg Yan and we still - you lost"

    "Exile and Larsia did have strength. But with momentary explosive power, it looks like the magician of mystery has gone up in arms."

    "I say it because Arcee''s putting it all together seriously, but I was actually betting on a win between a masked swordsman and a mysterious magician"

    "... uh, I''d love it if Larsia won. That even if you lose, you''re happy because the money comes in?

    "Exactly. By the way, who are masked swordsmen and mysterious magicians?

    "Come on?"

    "Strong defense!

    As he watched Exile and Alsace being brought out to the ambulance, Yuut, whose thread of tension was broken, sat down on the field.

    The outfit of a four-armed masked magician throwing both legs shows a little funny.

    There, Larsia spoke in a bulky tone.

    "Ha. I didn''t expect to be pushed away, not summoned."

    "I don''t want to do this again."

    "It''s convenient to have a spell with more arms, a magic scepter (magic wand), but you never used it."

    "It doesn''t look good. But, well, I''m not me right now."

    That''s all I wanted to win, says Yut.

    "Sure, we probably didn''t want to win that much."

    "Really? No, what were you going to do with the wish for the winning prize?

    "Huh? Do I ask? Are you going to listen to that?

    Like Larsia is a prank kid. I mean, smile like a meadow species.

    "No, I figured..."

    "I don''t have anything special right now, so I thought I''d have it fulfilled when I came up with something"

    "You feel like the last Arcia..."

    "Hmm, let''s put it out to hang out with each other and play some pressure on Yut"

    "You suck!

    "Egg''s favor was the acceptance of the hopeful rock giant, but he said, ''Well, even if you don''t tell me, Yut will do it,'' so I''m supposed to keep it."

    Yut fell into the field.

    Side by side because your back arm is in the way and you can''t lean back.

    "Good to win......"

    There was a sense of universality in the words.

 388 14. Semifinals of Good and Bad (Previous)

    "This place..."

    Slowly, Alsace''s consciousness awakens.

    Really, it''s not like I don''t know where this place is. However, I still couldn''t fully grasp the situation by getting up and out.

    "Dear Alsace,"

    "Eudit...... Right."

    Alsace nearly smiled at the queen as she glanced apprehensively.

    There is no pain in the body. However, I had the feeling that my body was tight because it was not in perfect condition. For that reason, I don''t know if they really smiled at me.

    Finally, my memory came back before I lost consciousness.

    Lost.

    I lost, by the time I got my skin done.

    It didn''t extend. Not even once.

    "Eudit believed"

    "You''ve shown me the silliness."

    "No."

    The infirmary in the basement of the arena.

    Yesterday, where Cress was lying, the king and queen meet for a short time.

    "We were worried, but we weren''t disappointed."

    Fine fingers envelop Alsace''s hand as she lays on the bed. Slightly foreboding touched the tip of a loosely wavy honey blonde in its hand.

    I don''t think Eudit''s trick to dye and shame his cheeks is very married. It was the maiden herself.

    "Rather, I fell back in love"

    "It''s a superimposition"

    Alsace received the Queen''s confession with a cool face.

    When your son does it, it becomes a painting.

    At the end of the day, I didn''t know what had happened to me.

    But we lost, but it seemed like a worthwhile defeat.

    Again, it didn''t reach the real hero. Even so, there is no remorse to be burned. It''s not the same as being satisfied.

    When I say that I understand, there may be a narrative, but I can accept the results as they are. This, too, can be described as one growth.

    "By the way, you won''t be able to confirm the results."

    "Because I believe you."

    "Well, I''m jealous."

    Yudit, who spoke a dialog that seemed to tremble when Yut heard it, smiled a pranky smile.

    "There''s only one game left. Keep an eye on me."

    "Yes, we wish you good luck"

    Two staring at each other.

    Neither came close... and the two shadows overlapped.

    Yut was outside the infirmary then.

    The mask and coat were removed, leaning against the wall and waiting for Eudit to come out, but there has never been any sign of it.

    Even so, it''s not Eudit, it''s Alsace I need you for.

    We made it to the finals together, buddy. I naturally go to see how things go, but I have to shy away from having a client. All the more so if that''s Eudit.

    What happens if you push it away without reading the air.

    I don''t want to try such horrible things.

    "Yut."

    There, Valtrude, who took Jonah, took her down the street.

    Fully armed with a magical silver (Mithral) all-body armor (plate armor) and a shield integrated with a caged hand. Looks like he''s on his way to the game.

    "Yut, it was dangerous"

    That''s right. A girl from Albino twisted up Yut''s body as she shared her thoughts from the previous game.

    The foundation (yut) is firmer than usual because spells to strengthen physical abilities and so on still persist. For this reason, without time for Valtrude to stop, Jonah reached her shoulder.

    "As far as I''m concerned, it''s more dangerous to climb people."

    "It''s okay, pro"

    "Are you sure you''re okay? I''d rather worry about the future."

    I don''t think it''s before or after the fight, the usual interaction.

    For better or worse, it had nothing to do with tension.

    "Sure, it was dangerous."

    "If it''s dangerous, it''s dangerous. If it''s dangerous, it changes its meaning."

    "Especially when I used my sword with my spell-grown arm. I was worried I''d cut off my own leg if I was bad."

    "Sorry......"

    I couldn''t afford to care about how it looked, etc., but from a professional - and this is true - I guess it just seemed like the amateur was being impotent.

    It''s a great reflection, but I don''t regret it.

    Because I still think it was the only way to win, not good because I won.

    "But at the same time I was braved. Now it''s our turn."

    "Waiting in the finals"

    "That''s my dialogue."

    With a bitter smile, slap the knee of the albino girl on her shoulder.

    However, it must be a foretaste of natural mutations such as serial Yona - of course, it''s better to cause them - so maybe this is it.

    "I''m here for you from the lobby."

    "Oh. Be sure to deliver the good news"

    Valtrude is even more motivated by Yut''s encouragement. Yut can tell that his serious expression won''t break, but he is heartfelt delighted.

    "Look, how long have you been on board? Let''s go, Jonah."

    "Yeah."

    But Jonah doesn''t move.

    "Just a reply? Totally......"

    In the end, a girl from Albino jumped away from that hand as Valtrude tried to pull it down forcefully. Free to go, as always.

    "Val."

    He let his body break in between Jonah and Valtrude like that, and Yut called his beloved wife''s name.

    "What?

    Just before I tried to lay my hands on a well-shaped jaw that turned reflexively and finally turned upwards, layering my lips with care not to be seen by Jonah -.

    "Is that it?"

    Lightly, I was avoided.

    I never dreamed of being rejected, Yut floats a bunch of question-marks overhead. I can''t keep up with my understanding of what happened.

    "No, you can''t, Yut. That''s after winning."

    "Oh, wow."

    Does that mean a blessing to the winner?

    The brain of the Great Mage (Arch Mage), with a rapidly decreasing RPM, can only lead to such an answer.

    In the end, I dropped off Valtrude and Jonah.

    "Whoa, kid. Drop me off."

    - The consciousness was restored only after another set of contestants showed up.

    "Chicken. Don''t get on with it, jizzy."

    "Kakakakakaka"

    Bald and mustache creatures - the great sage Vainamarinen laughs that he can''t help but be funny.

    When he couldn''t get along, Yut moved his gaze to another - Ray Cruz, who became a silver swordsman.

    "Even today, it annoys me"

    "No, well, tell that to Dean Mel, too"

    "... right. But Mel''s in charge of Vai."

    "Oh, right"

    Short conversation with black-haired swordsman Ray Cruz.

    Calm, not humorous.

    Avenger, Elf Killer, Fallen Swordsman. I know so many aliases.

    Yesterday, we haven''t forgotten what we did to Cress or Perla Vento.

    Still, it was difficult to link up with the youth in front of us.

    "What''s wrong?

    "No, I just had an idea"

    "What is it, kid? Say it."

    "No, I just thought if you want to win, you might as well compete normally, even if it''s inefficient"

    The moment I casually said so, the cohesive atmosphere of Ray Cruz changed.

    His eyes are sharp and he scatters his temper around him, which is still going to pull out his sword. No, it even seemed like I was already out of it.

    "My wife is as straight as a fool."

    But to that extent, Yut doesn''t move.

    With the usual expression, shrug your shoulders and supplement.

    At this point, I didn''t think this expression would be enough.

    "... right"

    Ray Cruz replied small, as he was drained of poison. serenity as if the killing spirit had been a lie earlier.

    Seeing an old friend like that, Vainamarinen laughs out loud again.

    "Well, come on. Thank you for your advice in the final."

    "Eight hundred is welcome."

    "Because of that, I''m gonna win."

    "You don''t want to lose..."

    Leaving Yuut crumbling at ease, Vainamarinen and Ray Cruz walked away.

    To the field where Valtrude and Yona wait.

    "Oh man..."

    Eudit is not going to come out either.

    I gave up and moved to a modem with a screen.

    At that entrance, Yut encounters a beauty he finds out, but is unfamiliar with.

    "Yut kun"

    "Mr. Arcia."

    I guess I was waiting for Yut rather than an encounter.

    Alcia, who took off her crimson eyelids and exposed her dark brown eyes, approached Yut as she was bounced... but if she reached out, she would stop at a distance she could reach.

    "Uh, do you have something for me? Description?"

    The tone and consideration of the proposal and the words to the proposed fianc¨¦e are all lacking. But it was also a question that could not be left behind.

    "I left the commentary to Larsia. I thought I''d watch the game with Yut anyway."

    "Oh, yeah. I think it fits better that I pushed it on Larsia... but it does."

    I don''t know.

    I don''t know why, but it lights up oddly.

    Was it placed on Alsace and Eudit?

    Was the battle just over and expensive?

    Or was it stimulated by Arcia, who tends to lay low and dye her cheeks?

    I don''t know the answer, and maybe not one in the first place, but the subtle and odd state of tension continued even as they moved to the modem and sat next to each other.

    In the end, we had to wait for the game to start for it to resolve.

    In the screen, just before Mel, the referee who completed the various confirmations, attempted to declare the match open.

    Valtrude took a step forward.

    Like the goddess of war, her beautiful and noble deeds are affirmed, whatever they are on the battlefield.

    Everyone watched their every step of the way.

    Typically, the conversations of the players standing on the field do not reach the audience. It is also a matter of distance, and it is also a matter of being overthrown by live voices and the blurring of the audience themselves.

    So, that was a good time - or a bad time - and there''s nothing else to say.

    The moment the game begins.

    The tension in the venue increased to its limits, and a book of silence descended. No, when I tried to go up.

    "Ray Cruz! Swear to Helenonia to make your mistakes right."

    Valtrude pronounced the Horseman of Heaven (White Knight) against the Silver Demon Swordsman. The expression of seriousness itself is that of the goddess itself, who gives forgiveness at the same time as sin.

    Heaven gave her both two and three things.

    One of them, Rin''s beautiful voice, goes to the entire arena. Furthermore, it echoes around through the screen of the outer wall.

    Blank until the meaning of the word penetrates.

    As it passed, a cry that made no sense spread from the arena to the whole pedestal of God.

 389 15. Semifinals of Good and Bad (Medium)

    "Les, Ray Krussu!? Brother, did you know? You knew? Brother?"

    "Ear Vic Lisitanay"

    "It''s a great read."

    "What surprised me was against Val, who suddenly said something weird. Yeah. There''s no such thing as Ray Cruz. Mostly, if you''re here or something, it''s a big deal, right?

    A black-haired swordsman who has murdered countless elves, not metaphors, for his own ends.

    A fallen hero who, by evil law, continues to maintain his peak years of youth.

    Its Ray Cruz is in the Falve, ruled by the hero of salvation, Valtrude Istas. Moreover, he may be entitled to join militant parties with the great sage Vainamarinen and have his lord fulfill his wishes.

    In other words, maybe the hero of good will benefit the hero of evil.

    That was, indeed, a big problem.

    "No, as good as that is in front of the building, don''t all the elves in the audience care?

    "Daiji-bu, daiji-bu. If you try to do something weird, there''s Dean Mel, and Val won''t allow it in the first place. Well, there''s no Ray Cruz."

    "Ok. That''s what happened! So from here on out, on behalf of Arcee, my brother Fool will be in charge of the commentary"

    "Changing fast."

    Not everything in the audience was convinced by the commentary by the Brothers and Sisters of the Meadow Race (Magner) - in short, pushing through in front of the building that they could not be there.

    But at the same time, it wasn''t the other way around.

    "I am tired of hearing abominations and their hand sermons"

    "It''s not a sermon or a persuasion. What I give is the path of redemption."

    Because without waiting for the signal of initiation, the heroes of good and evil were crossing swords - their presence was so beautiful that they could only seem trivial.

    The first person to set it up was Valtrude.

    "Select"

    Earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness.

    Six colors of light surround the wavering body of the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight). The best sword that reinforces the teeth of an aged blood-sucking dragon (Brad Dragon) with an Adamantin blade forged with the scorching exhalation (brace) of the Red Fire Dragon Perla Vent.

    Valtrude, who adorned it with the most fire-powered demonization, sees a slaughter instead of greeting him from a sharp step in.

    It doesn''t look like it has any force or anything in it, an attack of nature.

    By the side, a blow that even an amateur would think could be avoided is its fruit, inevitable.

    Ray Cruz tries to take the life-sweeping (life football) by the side, but as if he knew it, the Heavenly Knight Sword changes course.

    No, tearing silver armor apart from life sipping defenses, as if it were a horizontal rather than a swing down from the beginning. Shallow, but handy. At the same time, the energy of the earth, water, fire, wind, light and darkness bursts.

    Blood splashed across the field, a fallen hero baptized with hexagenic elements distorted his face.

    Smile.

    "Redemption? Now, I don''t ask forgiveness."

    "Fulfill it, is that for real?

    Even if the meat is slashed and the bones are broken, you just have to take your life.

    Ray Cruz''s smile was ready for that.

    "It''s the path we decided on once. Doesn''t make a difference."

    He freely manipulates and counters the black two-handed sword (Great Sword).

    A blow like a work of art, backed up by delicate technology, which looks like a force to me, fleshes on Valtrude just after the attack.

    In contrast, put up shields integrated with caged hands.

    But...

    "Eat my life, pierce my life, sip my life"

    When the two-handed sword peristallizes as if willing, the blood that was flown from Ray Cruz''s flank flies to life sipping, including for what was falling to the ground.

    Yuut, who was watching in the modem, associated astronauts sucking straw of water spherical in a gravity-free space, but didn''t know if even acorns could agree.

    A pitch-black two-handed sword sipping the blood of its owner pulses.

    A blood vessel-like red light muscle floated on the blade and was bounced by the shield listed by Valtrude - never.

    Just as when confronted with Eldrick, he bare his magical silver (miserable) shield and his two-handed sword tore Valtrude''s left arm apart.

    But there will be no blood.

    However, the pulse of life sipping becomes more intense, and the red light muscles that adorn the pitch-black sword body also increase the number and radiance. If you noticed, Ray Cruz''s injuries were also completely healed.

    "Beating each other up...... not bad"

    I can''t move my left arm.

    While he was aware of it, Valtrude didn''t move one eyebrow. Should I say acceptable if it is the left arm rather than within the assumption?

    Either way, I knew I''d get a counterattack.

    Therefore, he protruded his heavenly mounted sword and circled Ray Cruz''s left shoulder, as if to contour the predetermined motion.

    The blade, coloured with a six-color source, crushed the clavicle and pierced the shoulder, without causing the effects of the injury to be felt¡­.

    "Playback."

    "It''s a good thing."

    Valtrude hastily drew his sword.

    If it had stayed that way, the blade would have been entangled in the regenerating muscle tissue and would have been nearly subjected to further counterattack.

    Each other, there is no disturbance in breathing.

    You say it''s just a prep exercise, or you try to set up and re-compartmentalize it.

    Blanks came.

    "It was a glaring offense. To meet one another with our lord, is the Silver Man, Ray Cruz or Roy Cruz!

    "Who''s Roy Cruz!? Merla, don''t say that properly! I mean, I started the game on my own, but is it good?

    Even Larsia was a bystander, but that was the same with her two partners, Jonah and Vainamarinen.

    "I don''t think it''s going to stop now."

    Passively - rather, Merel of the referee approves the status quo, as it has been done.

    Now we can officially join the Psychic (Scion) and the Great Sage...

    "Ooh, is it white? What do you think?"

    "If I hand it out, I''ll be pissed off"

    "Hmm. Totally agree."

    "So we''ll do this one over here?

    "That''s good too... but it looks like an accompaniment."

    "Uhm. Totally agree"

    This is how one agreement emerges.

    There''s an agreement that we won''t let the two duel, and we''ll keep an eye on them until it''s over.

    Despite tag matches, two people as old away as my grandfather and grandson - though temporarily perhaps - gave up intervention. Underlying it was trust in each other''s partners.

    At the same time, there is no doubt that there is a rare reward for sword moves and an interest in what Valtrude tells Ray Cruz.

    "Oh, I''m gonna borrow one."

    "No, what are you doing?"

    With or without reference, Vainamarinen took Mike''s magic equipment (magic item) from Larsia.

    With it, he approaches unconstitutionally under the two of them playing a single hit in the center of the field. To bring the conversation between the two to the entire venue as well as the Kenzi.

    "Helenonia, take cover."

    Do you recognize that or are you not there? Light gathered in Valtrude''s left arm, and the blessing of the Hand given to the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) restored the sensation of the left hand.

    It''s healed, but that permeable attack is extremely troublesome. In the meantime, is it the power of the Devil''s Sword or even the ability to regenerate it?

    But that''s why.

    "Revenger Ray Cruz. A fallen hero who was murdered by the Oak King and vowed revenge on the elf that caused it"

    Beautiful, mind-boggling voice.

    To Valtrude''s call, everyone thinks of Sugil and Ray Cruz''s sad love Tan.

    The bard shrugs.

    Path Finders stepped through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth and was disbanded.

    Li Knight Eldrick leaves Folio-Farina to rebuild his homeland with Laura, and the great sage Vainamarinen and his high brother Mel create the School of Magic.

    The Elf sword princess, Suigil, then returned to her hometown, Elf, with her lover, Ray Cruz.

    I didn''t even know I was going to be hit by a great disaster.

    At the time of Suigil and Ray Cruz''s visit to the interior, they were in the middle of a protest against the heavily traveled Orc tribe, and the elves were forced to take a disadvantage.

    The two cooperate, but the difference in numbers cannot be easily overshadowed.

    So Suigil left the guardianship of the inside to his beloved Ray Cruz, challenging the single oak king ¡°spiral disaster¡± Munzug to take over as he confronted him.

    The heroic acts and noble sacrifices of the sword princess saved the inside of the elf.

    But only the elves were saved. Ray Cruz cursed his own powerlessness and hated the elves who sent Suigil to his death knowing yes.

    How can we forgive those who live after her sacrifice?

    One theory also says that Szigil, along with Ray Cruz, was going to try Munzug, but was persuaded by Szigil''s sister, who loved the black-haired swordsman, to choose a single hit.

    I don''t know if that''s true or creative, but Ray Cruz, who heard the corrupt voices of one of the demons (Demon Road), killed all the elves inside.

    without distinction between young and old. I killed them all equally.

    Furious to it was Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, the patron saint of the elves.

    When he mourned the death of the poor elves and listed Szigil as a subgod to heaven in his own service, he ordered the captivity of Ray Cruz to all the Elves of the Brewers.

    Thus opened the curtain of a long and dark struggle between the black-haired swordsman and the species Elf.

    "But isn''t that a funny story?

    "I don''t know the story of the bard. You want to deny revenge?

    To that extent, for the first time, the color of emotion comes to mind in the appearance of Ray Cruz, who was a calm deposition.

    Contempt, pity, and slight disappointment.

    "What are you mistaken about"

    Valtrude shook his head quietly.

    Light glittering golden hair, fluttering and shaking.

    "I don''t want you to get me wrong, Ray Cruz. I will not deny revenge."

    "Hmm..."

    "All I deny is what I call evil."

    So isn''t vengeance evil?

    Ray Cruz frowns at questions as if they were religious.

    The moment I was surprised you were going to wind up in smoke.

    "Again, words alone don''t get away with it... Let''s go."

    Valtrude once again slashes to the Devil Swordsman with a shining heavenly sword in six colors. Claim with that unmistakable cut that you can speak more eloquently than exchange swords.

    "Ugh..."

    "You''re wearing me out just watching."

    Two of them, Yut and Arcia, watch the game trend in the basement''s understatement.

    Starting with Valtrude''s bomb statement, Sword Trident started without waiting for the signal to start the game. Plus, Yona and Vainamarinen''s sidelines - these two are worse for the heart than doing nothing - and they don''t have time to rest their hearts.

    "I wasn''t up there and I was right...... I mean, I see what it means to have Mr. Arcia ask you out."

    "Yeah, right. If I''d been in the arena, I''d have had a voice or a hand."

    It''s a sweat grip on your hands, apart from the contents of the match.

    Really bad for the heart.

    "Val must be quite prepared to throw words at Ray Cruz, too."

    "Well, if you just win, you don''t have to say that. No, it would be better not to say..."

    "You are. After all, Val didn''t tell Yut."

    "... What''s going on?

    Alusian dark brown eyes I''m still unfamiliar with.

    Look at that from the front and ask.

    "Val says that if I can''t win this tournament, I''m going to fight Yut so much that I feel divorced"

    "Why?"

    Surprisingly, it was in English. Besides, it''s the best pronunciation of my life.

    "No, eh? Oh, that. Is that what this is about? Is that what this is about?

    When Valtrude opposed the Hellenonian Divine Minute Divine Body (Avatar). And I remember being avoided kissing earlier.

    I didn''t know why that was happening, but when it comes to sounding like Valtrude, it seems.

    "Damn, Val..."

    Win this game. And the rebellion against Ray Cruz''s deeds.

    I''m trying to accomplish both. This is another Valtrude-like act.

    "But..."

    Inside the screen, the two gladiators are starting again.

    Mutual as far as I can tell.

    That means......

    "Val could lose"

    Emotions are screaming that that can''t be the case. Valtrude always wins.

    But reason denied it and vociferously argued that the worst anticipation was the truth.

 390 16. Semifinals of Good and Bad (after)

    "Until a while ago, too, I thought the bard''s song was true"

    "That''s pure."

    "I''m not happy to be praised by a man other than Yut..."

    In the middle of the field, the hitting of Valtrude and Ray Cruz continues.

    "That''s Val. I''m cursing in battle..."

    "It''s inconvenient for both of us to use the same magic device (magic item), but it''s nice to hear an athlete!

    The sight of Elizabeth about to bite her teeth if she had her siblings and shoulder to shoulder and live. Ritna is no longer a problem because the area is transcendent.

    "I''m an athlete, too, relaying that."

    In a position opposite Mel the referee, Weinamarinen stood with an arm. With a rare and serious look, he watches where the battle goes.

    The microphone-shaped loudspeaker taken from Larsia was floating in the middle of the field by the "Mage''s Hand" of the primary spell, which holds the object by an invisible hand.

    Meanwhile, Jonah flew off to the VIP room where the acorns were located in her spare time. Beyond freedom, disorder is extreme.

    But yesterday''s battle aroused suspicion.

    A six-colored sword (White Knight) is approaching Ray Cruz.

    But the black-haired swordsman also reacted quickly to the cut from under his feet and took it with a life sip (life football). Keep fighting back at the counter.

    A pitch-black blade approaches the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, but Valtrude is no longer there. Moving quickly to the right, once again, heavy shooting begins.

    "Why does King Eldrick continue to have a reciprocal friendship with you who have fallen into evil"

    "I guess that''s because he''s an idiot"

    "... that may be true, but when even I, the Marquis, am being seen by others, we have to watch out for that behavior. His Majesty Eldrick, king of one nation, can''t care less"

    Fearing no counterattack, Valtrude is slashed to Ray Cruz more than once.

    By contrast, Ray Cruz is immovable in the middle of the field.

    "Ray Cruz, I guess your deeds and your heart are distorted by the phase of evil. But at least King Eldrick knows the truth, and he thinks it has to be stopped, too?

    Upper, middle and lower levels.

    Front, back, left, right.

    Valtroude moves around endlessly and carries out the slaughter of the Fantasy Freedom.

    But all of that is taken by Ray Cruz. Neither emergency nor weakness can pass. Valtrude is tired of defending himself precisely and without straying.

    "Brother, the lord seems a little cramped."

    "Sure, it''s pretty rare that Val can''t give him an effective hit"

    "If the painful expansion continues like this, you can be in a hurry and pinch in unfamiliar situations?

    "Hey, that''s not it"

    Larsia waves and denies Merla''s concern with a bitter smile.

    "Val is strong, but he''s only been fighting strong enemies. It''s impossible to disrupt the pace because it doesn''t work the way you want it to."

    "I see. My brother says this kind of embarrassment every now and then, so we need to be careful"

    "That''s how you take the ladder off, it stops you!?"

    "Come on, the game still doesn''t look settled. Preliminary predictions are quite a different development, but how to go about winning or losing!

    "After dropping me, I''m working. I''m starting to appeal."

    As Merla put it, in the middle of the field, a one-off offense continued.

    "The question is, one more thing. Why, Forest Maiden Effilroth treats only Szigil special. Ray Cruz, how could the elves killed by you not be summoned to God''s side?

    "I guess there weren''t a lot of people"

    "Really? I hear there were nearly a thousand elves. Normally, it shouldn''t be strange to have one or two."

    Exchange words, cross swords.

    But Valtrude''s words are one-way, and his sword is prevented.

    However, with regard to the latter, it cannot simply be said that there is a difference in skill.

    As both forces antagonize, the anomaly of the Devil''s Sword, named Life-sweeping, is exposed. Even attacks that seem absolutely impossible by the side can easily start over.

    The same goes for Traiter if that ability alone, but it doesn''t matter that life sipping would be an attack from a complete blind spot.

    It was as if the sword itself was equipped with sensory organs and moving with its own will.

    "And that''s my last question. Why would you want to eradicate the elves?

    "For revenge."

    "Yes, there it is."

    Still, Valtrude speaks and waves.

    He unleashed an instant slash, as if to apply force to the words.

    "Knock."

    "Why, it''s an elf. Isn''t that an oak?

    Ray Cruz couldn''t bounce back the attack.

    It begins with a fundamental inquiry, impending.

    Valtrude has a slight advantage. If it was a simple battle of power, it seemed that the armament would rise to the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "Even in the midst of a single ride with an old friend, why Ray Cruz, who chooses the shortest distance if he sees it as an opportunity, is choosing such a long way around"

    "The answer seems to be yes."

    "Come on? I''m retarded, I don''t know if I''m right."

    So I could only think of one answer, says Valtrude.

    "Eradicate the elves. At the very least, put it on target and execute it. Is that not the shortest distance to achieve the ultimate aim? That''s what I felt."

    "... it''s a good thing"

    I don''t know why, but Valtrude ran out and jumped back a lot.

    To wait for an answer from a fallen hero.

    "Valtrude Istas, your lord is right. Behind that case, there''s an unknown story. I don''t know what to say..."

    Ray Cruz solved the problem.

    With a slightly troubled look on his face, he turns his gaze to his old friend - Vainamarinen.

    "Well, it would be embarrassing for him to talk. Let me tell you the truth."

    And the Great Sage speaks out.

    With a loud, well-attended, majestic voice.

    The truth about the disaster that befell two old friends.

    Sword Princess Suigil.

    She in her hometown was, to be clear, a daughter in trouble at the end of the day.

    His personality was crude and he had excelled in muscle strength since he was a child. And it was more suited to the sexes to hone their ability to fight - like humans - than to walk in the woods and live with nature.

    Curiosity doubled, and he called it adventure and explored the woods by himself, saying he sometimes didn''t return for a few weeks.

    There is no doubt that he had excellent qualities, but he did not fit into the serene environment of being in the elf. Therefore, he jumped the adult forward into the outside world and met Path Finders in Folio-Farina.

    The people in the elves didn''t seem to remember the blame of conscience for surviving at the expense of such a swigil.

    The elves welcomed the nasal knobs and their lovers, who came back stronger. as a valuable force of war.

    But when he knew he still couldn''t win, he begged Sugil.

    In one place, there are children of elves who have missed their escape. I''m all over the defense inside, so I was wondering if you could go rescue me by yourself.

    Just then, Ray Cruz was away as an escort for a messenger who would ask for help inside the other elves - Sister of Suigil. This one, too, said it was a life-threatening mission, breaking through the oak siege net.

    Crude, but at the same time thick in his righteous heart, Szigil couldn''t have refused the favor.

    And when she gets to where the kids are supposedly...

    There was King Oak ¡°Spiral Disaster¡± Munzug.

    Oak.

    Also known as pigs, sub-races. Not the whole race, but many have evil phases, and are also close enemies of mankind alongside Goblins, Kobolts and others.

    Munzug hits Suigil with a giant spear with a groove dug like a helix in his hand.

    Did you crave Suigil as a woman, did you want to fight the mighty enemy, or did you just want to get rid of the disturbing elves? I don''t know what his intentions were.

    The battle lasted all day and all night, and the result was, it was a match.

    After more than a thousand attacks, Munzug''s neck was swallowed, but he bore a deep hand, almost breathlessly at the same time.

    Ray Cruz found out about it only after finishing his assignment and returning to what became a mushroom shell.

    In the desert, Suigil''s body was laid to sleep. The oaks returned it after using the spell to save it beautifully.

    Initially, I had no idea what had happened.

    Understanding caught up with me after the orcs who lost their kings withdrew and the elves returned.

    Yes. The elves were running away, dumping Suigil.

    Even the oak! Even the enemy! You said you were paying her respect!

    Yet the elves were simply delighted. With minimal sacrifice, he said peace had returned. No, I don''t even know if I recognized it as a sacrifice, now.

    But hope was left.

    This Brewers has a miracle that resurrects the dead.

    Ray Cruz took his lover''s body under Laura. Once you''re back, when everything''s back on track, you just forget about that and embark on a journey.

    But that didn''t come true.

    The presence of the soul is essential to resurrect the dead with a divine spell. As long as I had a soul, I could also revive the deceased''s favorite items, etc., into the nucleus.

    The soul of Szigil was beneath the maiden Effilroth in the woods.

    It is not uncommon for the gods to let their favorite human beings serve their own side after death. It was also an event to be praised.

    Therefore, it is not up to her will to come back to earth.

    It would have been at this moment that Ray Cruz despaired.

    Szigil was killed in the ego of the elves.

    Even after death, I am bound by my soul.

    Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away. Taken away.

    Then there''s nothing else to take back.

    How do we get it back? There is no way that the gods can easily let go of the existence they have raised to heaven.

    Let''s kill him.

    Ray Cruz concluded.

    Forest maiden Effilroth.

    I don''t even try to protect Suigil, can''t I help it if there is such a god as to kill him and then bind him?

    But it''s hard to go from here to heaven and kill. Reason remained to the extent of judging so.

    Let''s kill. Let''s kill the elves.

    Ray Cruz concluded.

    If the beloved children have been killed, do not shut up with God.

    You must come down to earth one day and try to punish the killer yourself.

    Until that day comes, let''s kill and kill and keep killing.

    The first person to lay hands on is already decided.

    "Well, here''s the thing. And then there must be public rumors."

    No one utters a word.

    Some shudder, while others weep silently.

    Cruel. Too cruel a story.

    "Uh. I''m not watering it down, but I''m less familiar with it than the party?

    "Well, I met and talked to Szigil in heaven. I think I went to a place like that for what?"

    "Uh. Sorry about that."

    Even Larsia, after making sure the story was true, had no choice but to remain silent.

    The exception is just one.

    "I have a loved one, too. Of course, the best thing to do is to leave it to the courts of law, but if it''s taken away unreasonably, I''m sure we''ll consider revenge."

    Exhale deeply and moisturize your eyes.

    Still, Valtrude lays down his sword.

    "But there is such a thing as a way... and I think"

    Tingling and packing up the intermission.

    "Ray Cruz, in what you do now, don''t you just suffer yourself? After all, you''re the only one who can''t be saved."

    "Suffer? Me?

    "That''s right. Evil is unnatural in a man''s business. If you stain it, it will eventually crush you to guilt. Therefore, we should not resort to evil."

    To the intense theory of sexuality, Ray Cruz, forgetting that, anger and laughter, became faceless.

    "After you''ve accomplished your revenge, can''t you really say that if you''re frustrated by your sense of sin, you''ve got your revenge"

    "So what do you want me to do? Now, can you stop? If you really want to hold him back, kill him."

    "There will be no dead in this tournament. You didn''t know that?

    Valtrude stopped.

    From here on out, Ray Cruz''s realm. Whether you attack or wait, it depends on the black-haired swordsman.

    This will be the last time.

    The hunch is certain.

    "Wouldn''t it be nice to stop? You have friends. Together, we just have to figure out a better way."

    "Not now. Too late."

    "Humans, triggers matter"

    Yut returns to his hometown.

    If I hadn''t mentioned that, would I have had a relationship like this now?

    Thinking about it that way, trigger shapes life.

    "It''s not too late. So when I win, I ask you to reconsider."

    "I don''t need any help."

    Words not exchanged.

    Therefore, I can exchange swords.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    Spirit of Fire Prince Il Kanjual, Spider sub-god Ig Nus-Zad. Give me the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle.

    It has overthrown existence equal to God, the greatest depths.

    An instantaneously unleashed six-second strike swept through the flesh at the same time.

    Can''t Ray Cruz, who boasted of his iron wall defenses, also resist this? Everything is eaten decently and the sipping of life is thrown out into the universe.

    "What?"

    The flesh of the black-haired swordsman was chopped up so beautifully that even the released Valtrude felt unexpected.

    Immediately.

    Whoever sees it, we have to make that decision.

    "None of the elves are Sayamako. You can''t kill a thousand people on your own. Back then, though."

    But Ray Cruz''s voice was heard from overhead.

    Precisely, from life sipping.

    "I died once."

    As it is, the pitch-black blade plummets.

    He stabbed Valtrude in the back and skewered the Hellenonian Virgin.

    A sight reminiscent of the truncating table.

    "Gu, ha..."

    There is no blood flowing.

    For that matter, the red line running to the sip of life increased its radiance, and its light exploded, and Ray Cruz appeared.

    "But a pillar of the demons (Demon Road) was picked up by the Unslain Swordsman Ginny O. Igle. By evil law, he transferred his soul to the Devil''s Sword. This body is just a sheath."

    A black-haired swordsman crushing in a sense of self-derision.

    Meanwhile, from Valtrude''s eyes, the fighting spirit had not yet been lost.

    "The sword and the whole thing..."

    Wave your Heavenly Mounted Sword back and slash Ray Cruz, but there is no shadow to see.

    The brunette swordsman was physically attacked without the need to engage.

    "Val!"

    Larsian screams echo across the arena.

    "I have avenged my benefactor... and should I say it? You''re getting lost."

    Twice through ghost bills (jokers).

    Ray Cruz, a fallen hero who flattens even when he cuts it.

    In fact, I didn''t have the sentiment that it was a shame.

    These tricks, they''re one-on-one, that''s why they came through. If it had been the original form, it must have been in the other intervention.

    "Surrender"

    "Yona!"

    The other one.

    Jonah appears in Teleportation and declares the game abandoned.

    Naturally, Valtrude protests but doesn''t work with it.

    "It''s alright. There''s Yut"

    "... right"

    I don''t know how much of a grid there was.

    But eventually, Valtrude admitted to losing.

    Biting away the happiness of not being alone.

 391 17. Electric Optical Stone Fire Finals

    "Val!"

    "Oh yut...... You''ve shown pity."

    Not to say I regret it, but rather embarrassed Valtrude.

    Transparent, smug smile.

    As always, beautiful.

    But nowhere is the face of a smile that has always cheered me up and felt like a bounce.

    (Well, I guess it''s weirder to go as usual right after losing...)

    I know by reason, but I can''t keep up with my emotions.

    Two and a negative emotion that has no place to do it.

    "Val......"

    Yut called the name of his beloved once again.

    Because of this, that''s all I could do, even though Arcia sent me out with care.

    The wound put on by Ray Cruz was already blocked. No, I just inhaled my life force directly, maybe I didn''t do any trauma in the first place.

    Seeing Valtrude like that, Yut couldn''t even call her by her name.

    Sometimes it''s because I''m relieved that I''m safe for now, or because I finally accepted the reality that Valtrude lost.

    Valtrude lost.

    We''re the next ones to fight that opponent.

    "Wouldn''t I be sorry if I looked like that"

    "Oh, no. Sorry......"

    "I couldn''t let you force me"

    There, Jonah, who has exited with Valtrude, breaks in. Rather than that, are you going to be two lubricants that won''t be conversations?

    To that proof, I didn''t try to climb Yut''s shoulder.

    "Well, losing may be losing, but it''s not like I couldn''t fight. Anyway, it''s for the next Yut to fight..."

    The red-eye of the Albino girl squirts me, and the tail becomes weak. The youngest girl realized she was really angry.

    "For the sake of children, you can''t impose it"

    "Huh...?

    "Kid? What are you talking about?

    "No, eh? Why did Val react?

    It would be just irresponsible not to have anticipated it. Of course there are things that come to mind, but still, Jonah''s point was blue sky thunderbolt.

    Yut, with serious eyes, stares at Valtrude.

    "No, well, sure, that''s the moon thing, but there are things that don''t originally come and go. Is that why you didn''t notice? Huh? Yeah? Really? Were you?

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, who became a living example of the wolf.

    I wonder why. What makes me feel more trustworthy when I look at her like that?

    (I guess I noticed it in some kind of psychic power. I''m sure it is)

    So I couldn''t help but notice the couple.

    That''s right, it''s psychic.

    Yut concluded so.

    "He said he did it, so I gave him a ride, but no dangerous imitation. And I''m responsible for burning it."

    At the general level of danger, there seems to be a considerable difference in the threshold from what Jonah thinks of as a danger, but the divorce issue went in a direction that is not obvious, and I guess she had something to think of.

    Therefore, even if I abandoned my wish, I admitted to a slight loss.

    "Right. Then I have no choice. I don''t have a choice... Yut, I''m sorry. I''ll raise one of my kids."

    "After all, are you serious..."

    "Naturally. If I lost, I would have come prepared to be separated from Yut. If you don''t, you''re going to tarnish the fight."

    "Well, you can''t win just because you''re ready, or do you really not need to because you''re just ready..."

    But if you seem to be able to persuade me to this extent, I wouldn''t say that in the first place.

    Yuut, realizing it, held his head and exhaled.

    Does this give you a crack in your relationship with your loved ones? Is it acceptable? It can''t be done.

    The next moment, the color of my eyes literally changed.

    "Val."

    "Hey, what?

    "Because we lost, the organizers of this tournament are taking turns. On my behalf, grant me the wish of the winner."

    "Ah, um. Right."

    I don''t know why I suddenly mentioned that, but most likely, Valtrude nods.

    "Well, I''m gonna win a little"

    "Oh. Back up -"

    "If you win, marry me again"

    That''s the same development Valtrude had in mind.

    But the position was reversed. It was also a more demanding and passionate confession of love.

    "Yut......"

    Without waiting for a reply, Yut returned to the basement depot. King Alsace must also be asked to cooperate.

    Valtrude, on the other hand, sat up as if he had lost his hips.

    Joy or relief? Anyway, I''m attacked by emotions that are hard to exhaust on my brush tongue and I can''t help myself. Its cheeks were upbeat with excitement different from the aftermath of the battle, and its eyes were moisturized with emotions separate from remorse.

    Yut is a man, he is a woman.

    I was reminded of the different things...... now, only at this time, it was not offensive.

    "By the way, your brother also knows who the masked swordsman and the mysterious sorcerer are, right?

    "Come on, the militant party that took place on the second day is also final. Whether you''re crying or laughing, crying or laughing, this is the last time."

    "Guard, you''re strong!

    If it is Alusia, it is only necessary to know inside information, but in Larsia''s case, it is also involved in the operation of the bet - the stamp is used to prevent counterfeiting - so it is not easily admitted.

    "One day I''ll reveal a secret to you. So it was you two brunette swordsmen Ray Cruz and the great sage Vainamarinen who showed up first."

    "Looks like you stopped dressing up."

    Larsia was right, Ray Cruz was wearing sandalwood sheet metal armor (plate armor), a trademark, not silver armor.

    But the audience all knows. that the flesh is a provisional early being.

    I thought of the harsh fate he carried, and there was no cheer to welcome the hero, nor any curse from overthrowing the lord.

    "Oh, boy, you''re totally down"

    "It''s not what I found out"

    "As far as I''m concerned, I''d like you to think about your surroundings."

    Vainamarinen, Ray Cruz and Mel. Three Path Finders exchange words in the middle of the field. The atmosphere was somewhat bitter, looking like a light mouth between former companions.

    That may also have to do with the gaze from the other two associates poured out of the VIP room.

    "Come on, go on, there''s a masked swordsman and a mysterious magician!

    From the entrance on the other side, the masked swordsman and mysterious mage - Alsace and Yut show up.

    Again, the air was heavy. It''s closer to a warrior who decides to be ready to go to his place of death than the tension that preceded the duel.

    "You''ve been feeling pretty good."

    Vainamarinen tells you to tear it up, but Yut doesn''t fit in.

    He glanced at his opponent over the Reaper mask and largely removed that mask.

    "Ahhh, the face that came out from under the mask"

    "It''s the Marquis Istas, the house slayer Yut Amaxa!

    Followed by a twist.

    But that''s not the end of it.

    As it continued, the masked swordsman - Alsace, too, removed that mask.

    "Oh, my God. The identity of the masked swordsman was King Alsace!

    The emotion that spreads to the venue is confusion.

    If I don''t know how to react, I turn my gaze around.

    "Dear Alsace, I will keep an eye on Eudit."

    "Yut, I believe you!

    In that case, cheer flew out of the VIP room.

    So, "Oh, it''s real," "I''m okay with backup," the situation could be sorted out.

    If this happens, the venue will change quickly to Yut''s home.

    Ray Cruz and Vainamarinen become totally villains in the air expecting Valtrude''s enemies.

    "No way, who is the King and the Great Mage (Arch Mage). But you both know your brother."

    "Hey, you surprise me. I didn''t realize you fought."

    "Can I borrow this?"

    "Hey, I''m scared of my sister!

    The caricatures of the meadow race (Magner) also applaud the air.

    But this is not the aim of Yut... All I''ve revealed is that if I don''t do this, I can''t do what I have to do after I win.

    "My daughter-in-law says I''m getting a divorce because I couldn''t win. Just go back to your former Saya and finish it fast."

    "Don''t keep your eyes on me. Fine."

    A serious yuut sometime, but Vainamarinen doesn''t make room. He laughs a lot and makes room.

    "Funny, kid. Try it."

    "Don''t worry. Today''s opponent is not Jii."

    But Yut doesn''t fit in.

    And I shifted my gaze to Ray Cruz.

    "It was resented."

    Even with that sharp gaze, Ray Cruz is flat.

    If the main body is in a two-handed sword (Great Sword) life-sweeping (Life Football), it seems natural, but have you still forgotten the sentiments of the crowd somewhere?

    "I am the king of this country and I say Alsace... well, the memories of me are amazing"

    Alsace, who had kept his silence, speaks to his fallen hero.

    "It''s a humble thing"

    Exactly Ray Cruz also snorted at the attitude of certainty of victory rather than neutrality.

    The must-win measure against me exists, though only theoretically. But on this occasion, that''s impossible. It shouldn''t even be an airline theory on the desk.

    No way, I don''t think he''s sweeter than I realize that.

    If so, do you have any hands...

    "I don''t mind a trap if it''s a trap. I''m just gonna crush it."

    Almost got what I wanted.

    Extremely, simple desire.

    That ''s--

    "Oh, according to the information I just came in, Ray Cruz competed in this tournament in the cemetery of Master Truss-Sink with the purpose of meeting Sword Princess Suigil,"

    "I see. Someone from the Great Sage was there for you. By the way, hey. That paper, I think it''s been there since just now."

    "It''s my fault, it''s my fault"

    "Right. Because of Ki, because of Ki. I owe you two. Yeah, but if you wanted to go to the cemetery, you should have gone on your own, wouldn''t you?

    "That''s all, I guess Princess Sword won''t even come out. If Val and Yut don''t admit it, I don''t think Trus-Sink will be able to mediate in front of the Elf God."

    "There are many worlds of God, too"

    Lightly spoken, Ray Cruz''s wish.

    Naturally given his past, little hope.

    But it was a real hope for us.

    "It''s the same with Yut"

    But I have a wish, Ray Cruz, not alone.

    "Wow, Yona?

    "Val was going to get a divorce because he couldn''t win this tournament."

    "Huh? Were you?

    Larsia wasn''t aware of it either.

    I regret it from the bottom of my heart. If I had known, I would have had a lot of fun......

    "So right now, Yut and Val are the others in red"

    Soon after, Jonah appeared in the live seat, snatching Merla''s magic (magic item) and talking about it. The voice is amplified but flat, and the emotions are thin.

    But I couldn''t let go of my ear as someone else.

    "Which is it?

    "I wonder"

    "Huh? Brother and Yo, that''s where I agree"

    "So Yut wins and proposes again"

    "It''s not like we officially broke up, and that, normally, wasn''t later -"

    "It''s love!

    I took the calm Larsia pointer - because I took the microphone, even in a physical sense - and blocked it, and Merla screamed.

    "The final of the Falv militant. This, exactly, is a clash of love and love!

    Ooooh, and a sounding voice all over the arena. No, it also sounds like a grunt from outside the outer wall.

    Yes, for love''s sake, this is a battle for love.

    "Well, let''s get started on the excitement"

    Center of the field.

    At the center of the last four remaining, Dean Mel urges with a bitter smile. Mel, who has supported him as a referee, has reached a state of near-enlightenment before the final.

    "Now we''re going to run the finals. - Begin!"

    The last signal echoed the arena of God of Power.

    Magic Dismantling

    It was decided what to do. Without patrolling or hesitation, Yut pulls nine pages from the spell document to activate the ultimate versus magical spell.

    The target is Ray Cruz.

    "Brother, what''s this spell?

    "I''m willing to wipe out Ray Cruz completely!

    Magic Items have been proven to be powerless and can wipe out even Treasure Items (artifacts). It is not unconditional with regard to the latter, depending on the power of the surgeon, Yut himself... but if we succeed, the presence of Ray Cruz will disappear.

    Regardless, that''s what Ray Cruz himself understands.

    Sometimes my partner can''t just shut up and overlook me.

    "Magic Dismantling"

    The same spell flew from Vainamarinen, unable to tolerate her hair between hours and as if she had been waiting.

    Ultimate spells offset in hollow. Glittering visual magic pours down.

    Fireballs and meteorites don''t fly, but rarely do advanced sorcery battles you see. Though it was the referee, not the audience, who best understood its true value.

    And we knew that Mel still had:

    "Magic Dismantling"

    "Magic Dismantling"

    The Ultimate Spell hits each other again, just trying to run out of Ninth Staircase spells as well.

    "You''re right, kid!

    This way, it''s on schedule.

    First things first, I can yell Vainamarinen.

    If Ray Cruz''s identity had been revealed at yesterday''s stage, Yut would have prepared even more "Magic Dismantling," but there can''t be such a convenient story.

    Neither did Vainamarinen, after all, there were no rivalries, but Yona''s psychic opponents only prepared twice because "Magic Dismantling" doesn''t make sense either.

    Each other, be the first outfits to put out trump cards.

    "They hit a woman, she''s in a hurry... that doesn''t sound like it"

    "I''m calm. Calm down. I''m playing chess."

    Reward for "Magic Dismantling" immediately after the start.

    I had expected it, but I should have had the option of showing Magic Dismantling as a billboard and letting the other spells go through. For example, if the first spells in the Star Stone Rain (Meteo Rain) or Summon system had been used, the Magic Dismantling would have been used with vigilance.

    The great sage Vainamarinen guarded Yut''s next hand, unable to move himself.

    And the glue condition is the same for the other pair.

    As a result of the magic battle at the beginning, nature and Alsace and Ray Cruz confronted each other, but this presence was too quiet.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Stick around, don''t move.

    A tense air, similar to the fact that masters are eager for opportunities.

    Mutually, being a Jing Swordsman rather than a move also played a part in it.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Pack the twitch and the distance, but when you get close to a certain distance, you fall back, either way. To the right, to the left, reposition to draw a circle.

    What conquers time conquers battle.

    The two swordsmen confront each other deeply and quietly to prove it - but the sword exchanged was not until the end.

    "Antimagic Sphere in the Exorcist Realm"

    Moved first was the Great Sage Vainamarinen.

    Rip eight pages from the spell document and expand around. It turned into a membrane of light, covering the area around it.

    The only person who escaped that range of effects was Mel, who was in a remote position. The referee, who escaped into the air, confirms that the center of the field becomes a space for magical deterrence and that its range includes all contestants.

    The space in which all spells and magic fixtures are deactivated and operated, except for subdivine spells (Immortality Spells) and treasure fixtures.

    I mean, it doesn''t affect Ray Cruz.

    Vainamarinen pulled out the long sword (long sword) he had on his hips and tried to set up an assault on Yut - the next moment he raised his voice in agony.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    "Goddamn it!

    A subdivine spell is an exception.

    Then, if it''s a divinely liberated spell, there''s no problem trying to be magically dissuaded.

    That even though Exile was releasing his divine powers, he didn''t come to think of the possibility. That I was wrong to see Yut ready.

    That would certainly be a failure.

    "Ray, anywhere. Run!"

    But even the great sages don''t know exactly how it will be strengthened with the liberation of divine power. So it''s a harsh story to take measures.

    Just issuing a warning is a big deal.

    I didn''t make it, though.

    "Demonic Realm"

    The spells that freed the power as God and exercised in the realm beyond man were coincidental or inevitable, the same as Vainamarinen.

    Overwrite, crush, and cover the entire field of the existing Exorcism Realm.

    If this was just an "exorcised realm," there was no problem.

    Each other, we lose the benefit of spells and magic implements and move on to flesh and bullet warfare. In that case, it is self-evident which group is in your favor. Vainamarinen used it first, because he was aware of it.

    "This is - hence, wow. I can''t amplify my voice anymore."

    In addition, screams were heard from outside the arena. I couldn''t help it, because the footage that was being shown suddenly disappeared.

    Yes. The Devil''s Realm, which unfolded free of divine power, deters even the Gods'' Secrets (Sacramento). Needless to say, what happens to treasure gear.

    "Sire!"

    "Leave it to me!"

    The two of you, move as we meet.

    Alsace stormed into Vainamarinen in a straight line.

    "Excuse me, old man"

    "If that''s what you think, Labor."

    "I can''t do that. My friend says," If you leave that shit alone, you don''t know what you''re gonna do. "

    "It was bought..."

    It''s a lot of skill to wave a long sword that has become just a commodity to stop Alsace from advancing, but that''s all. I couldn''t pull it off and was forced to drag it into the White Soldier War.

    Look at that, Yut drives the field.

    "Ray Cruz!

    "Brilliant stuff."

    Exactly. Shall I say the Devil''s Sword (Demon Lord) was involved? The black-haired swordsman managed to keep that figure. Among the things Yut had assumed, the worst situation.

    But underfoot looks indelible, finally putting up a sword.

    "Excellent warriors must be praised"

    "That kind of thing, after you lose,"

    Yut shrugged a piece of paper for a life-sweeping blow that swung down from the top.

    If they tell me to do it again, I can''t, and I don''t want to. Avoidance so much.

    "Ahhh."

    Ignoring the two-handed sword with the tip pierced into the field, fleshy to Ray Cruz. The spell document was thrown away, too.

    Now Yut doesn''t have a weapon. I couldn''t keep it out first because I was suspicious, and I can''t take it out of my bag of infinite storage in its current state.

    "There must have been a lot going on over there. Empathy is difficult, but sympathy. But that''s not the point."

    The only weapon is this fist.

    But from the way I feel right now, it''s just fine.

    "How dare you do this to my wife!

    Along with an irrational shout, Yut punched Ray Cruz in the nose.

    I let it go as I jumped up, fights and other things I know I''ve barely done, a blow that sounds more painful with a punched fist.

    Still, another shot pulls Yut''s fist - the motion was interrupted.

    "Knock. Ha ha. Well, I was fighting both of you."

    "You were too late to notice."

    "Oh. Better watch out for the tail of the sorcerer than the tail of the tiger, more than the tail of the dragon"

    Take the limit with one shot of Yut. No, were the limits originally exceeded?

    Looks delightful. From the bottom of my heart, laugh joyfully.

    Ray Cruz disappeared like a pneumonia.

    Life-sweeping falls to the field.

    A moment of silence.

    At the next moment, a cheer erful similar to the anger erupted from the audience as if it had become a bell announcing the end of the game.

 392 Epilogue

    "There''s a battle! Winner, Alsace Rotosilt, Amaxa Yuut!

    In response to that voice heard from overhead, Yut cut the duration of the Exorcism Realm Antimagic Sphere.

    Exhale loudly, sideways Ray Cruz as he regains his strength.

    "It''s over..."

    It got hot without even the pattern.

    I''m a little embarrassed, but I''m really embarrassed from now on.

    In the first place, as a matter of fact, nothing is over yet.

    "Ah, uh. Test test. Whoa, audio magnification is back."

    Larsia, lend it to me.

    "Hey, let me finish the announcement."

    Such Larsian protests, completely ignored.

    Rarely exerting his fortitude, Yut took away the microphone.

    However, there was also the cooperation of the Albino girl who feathered Larsia from behind.

    Not only is it faceless, but it gives me a good thumbs up and wishes me luck.

    Hard to do.

    But we have to do it.

    "Val, as you can see!

    Put the microphone in your hand, face up and call on your loved one in the VIP room.

    "I won. Nobody else, I won for Val."

    Is this prerequisite necessary?

    The sober part of Yut asks.

    I''m ashamed to cut to the point, and I put a prefix on it, but wouldn''t that be embarrassing in itself?

    "But it''s nothing special about this. If it''s for Val, I''ll try to win as many times as I can. So, Val -"

    Oh, that''s good enough.

    There is only one thing to say.

    Push it off with momentum!

    "- Me and, again, come with me!

    The end of the story gradually turns small and woody.

    A creepy silence ruled the arena, the world.

    That''s right. Right now, there''s only one person who can utter the word.

    "Yut!"

    Valtrude responds to that call.

    That was what everyone expected, but from there on, unforeseen developments.

    Valtrude jumped straight out of the VIP room.

    Extremely impressive, but not confusing.

    Before screaming, he activated Boots of Wings, the military boot of flight, which jumped straight upside down but safely into Yuut''s chest.

    "I''m sorry, I''m sorry. Thanks........."

    "I didn''t do it to make you cry."

    "Silly......"

    Yut takes his beloved, while removing the microphone, firmly.

    All I can see anymore is Valtrude. Valtroude, too, is only Yut.

    "But you''re dumber than me. I''ll never do anything so frivolous again."

    "Good. I''ll take care of it. Plus, I like Val a lot."

    "Anyway, I like it myself. - Hmm."

    I didn''t make you say it till the end.

    Yut blocked Valtrude''s lips and forced him to shut up.

    So hot that the area you''re touching is likely to burn, and then, so sweet that your whole body seems to melt. More than anything else, a happy feeling.

    On this day, I got the most cheer, but of course it doesn''t reach the two of us.

    "Uh, already. What is this? We''ve all fought so hard, and when it''s over, you two are just snuggling. Yes, yes, withdrawal withdrawn"

    The voices of the meadow race (Magner) - but the most poignant - are echoed.

    Thus the curtain of the Falv militant club, which was fought on the second day, was closed.

    Then a few days later.

    The three Path Finders were once again gathered at the Eight Yen Tower (Eight Circles) in Vainamarinen.

    "Is Mel here?"

    "I bent my navel."

    "Hey, next time, next time"

    Eldrick laughs suspiciously as he puts the Dwarf distillery he brings on the table instead of being handsome. It''s not a good look for a king of a country.

    But the kind of person who would point that out did not exist on this occasion.

    "Next time..."

    Ray Cruz sits in a loving manner, crushing meaninglessly. It seemed that he had no objection to participating in the liquor festivities taking place in the library, but he was showing his face in discipline.

    "Oh, if you think of someone, isn''t this Ray Cruz who changed the content of the bard''s song?"

    "That''s not what I found out."

    My friend''s tease was also relentlessly truncated, and Ray Cruz closed his eyes.

    Calling him Shimodo, he didn''t try to get his hands on booze or knobs.

    Without worrying about such an annoying attitude, Eldrick seems to enjoy that Cress, who was hungover and asleep, was seriously depressed to miss the semifinals and finals and that Laura gave him a novel like a mountain.

    "Oh. Speaking of which, Ray got hit so badly, kid."

    "I''m not the only one who got hit. We would."

    "Lately, they''ve eaten a poke up from two other daughters-in-law."

    "If I only made such an embarrassing confession on my own, then, I guess so"

    When it''s delightful, Eldrick laughs.

    At the same time, I think we need to guide the treatment of women.

    Only on this topic was Ray Cruz smiling on his lips as well.

    The purpose of seeing her in the graveyard of the goddess of death and sorcery was not fulfilled, but there does not seem to be any particular obsession.

    "Speaking of which, you two have something to say"

    Such a black-haired swordsman said with more seriousness in his voice.

    I''ve decided to take over the Verga Empire.

    "Come on, are you insane"

    "I mean it"

    "What did you learn from the young men''s sermons?"

    "I''ve learned. I mean, I have my own limitations."

    "You''re not, you''re not..."

    Neither thoughts nor pronouncements make that Eldrick a headache.

    I had no choice, so I mumbled the liquor. I know it''s useless to stop it. If so, you''ll have to drink it.

    "You''ve got eyes on a good place. Do something about Szigil under the title of interfering with the forces of the Empire and attacking heaven to free Verga imprisoned by God. Whether you can make it happen or not, you can put this together within the Empire!

    But Vainamarinen was different.

    Quickly summarise the situation and say something that will push you back that it''s not a bad idea.

    "Vai shut up. Or can you beat God?"

    "I don''t know. If the Verga Empire isn''t enough, the next step is to conquer the world."

    At that time, you and the new heroes will be under my command.

    If you don''t tolerate evil and deny it, you should let it serve its purpose while you monitor it.

    With that in mind, Ray Cruz reaches for the barrel of distilled liquor Eldrick brings.

    It''s been decades since I''ve had a drink.

    "... Again, it tastes bad"

    There was nothing I could do about it like then, but turning my body into a sword doesn''t change my mind.

    Just suppose it''s not like then.

    From the liquor, it tasted like youth.

 393 Prologue

    "If it''s for Val, I''ll let him win as many times as I can. So, Val - me and you, together again!

    "Yut!"

    A man''s naked confession.

    The girl who heard it jumps into his chest.

    - From the foot.

    "Guru."

    "That''s a good kick"

    Exile says as he was impressed by the heavy bass bus.

    By then, Jonah''s kick had been decided.

    The place is not an arena. The office in the castle fortress of Falve.

    Before him, it was Larsia and Yona who were playing yesterday''s climax.

    There just seems to have been an outbreak somewhere. Jonah, as Valtrude, jumped in from both legs to Larsia, as Yut.

    Sounds like a psychic (Scion), a blow with angles and speeds from the flight is enough to drive the meadow race (Magner) down.

    Regardless of the kick, if I did poorly, the look on Yut''s face got tight when I couldn''t take it and it might have happened in real life.

    "Stupid. I should have been your right arm..."

    "If it''s your right arm, it''s here"

    Shivering with a message, he solemnly proclaimed himself - Larsia looking up at the Albino girl.

    Meanwhile, the look on Yona''s face as she unleashed a kick that stomped on both feet, as usual. Completely faceless, he is slapping his arm twice and three times.

    In fact, there are both evil organizations and denominations that drive the world to ruin, Brewers.

    For both of them, on Earth - rather than in Japan - the familiar "evil chiefs and executives" seemed to be well received.

    These are the two of us, maybe.

    "Something like a cultural invasion is getting serious"

    "Oh, yeah."

    "Why turn a blind eye there, Zhu Yin"

    "hahaha"

    Yut sighed lightly as he discovered a mastermind in his body.

    Well, I feel like there''s a problem, but at the same time, there''s no real harm... should be.

    In the first place, there''s no point in asking these two to weigh themselves. It would be funny and would just run wild the other way. If so, deep pursuit should be avoided.

    "Are you sure that''s the end of the drama?

    "No. I disturbed you"

    "I did."

    "Were you conscious..."

    Larsia stands up dusting - the cagra is well cleaned, and one piece of dust hasn''t fallen off - and she smiles in full when she does.

    Naturally, I should say, it doesn''t make me feel any damage I''ve been kicked in.

    I didn''t know how far along the meeting was and where it was addled from.

    Speaking of which I don''t know, I don''t even know why I started this in front of myself, but I just have to flush it out because it''s a meadow species there.

    "But it was a real act."

    "Oh. Working on people''s emotions, it was a good act."

    Yuut, who was sitting at the desk in the office, looks up at the ceiling and prepares his breath.

    And I said gazing at Larsia looking at this one without going bad.

    "Unexpectedly, the intention to kill sprouted."

    "Kukukukuku. If you''ve shaken your emotions, it''s a lot better if you''re willing to kill them!

    "It''s not a shame. Bad or bad."

    "As an issue before that, Yut better be ashamed!

    "Gu."

    Like a poisoned prime minister, Yuut rams on his desk.

    Is that, like, the momentum on the spot, or the emotions exploded? Anyway, I couldn''t stay calm. Now that I think about it, I think I''ve done something bold. I''ll admit it.

    But can they cut out a divorce from a woman they like and stay calm?

    Yes, it was a yuut to bring it up to an anti-verbal expression and self-affirm it, but I won''t say anything to it when I put it in my mouth. If I say that, it''s visible that Larsia will eat me up.

    On this topic, I had to understand with my soul that whatever I said was unfavourable.

    "Besides, yut. You still have a conscience about us, don''t you?

    "Thieves are fierce, I won''t tell you these days."

    "Really. The bards wanted to come by and make a song that they read all over the line. My sister said so, no doubt about it. He insisted on being ahead of the curve with Live Authority."

    "I wonder if we could go to Ray Cruz more than we do..."

    Yuut still has a strong hit on the black-haired swordsman by beating Valtrude.

    But it was an unexpected dream.

    "I was just drunk by the atmosphere on the spot. You look like you forgive me, brave man."

    "If you know, don''t tell me"

    "You deserve it."

    If it''s about the conversation, as usual.

    But Acorn''s words had little thorns.

    Yuut, stabbed by it, opens his eyes unexpectedly.

    Sure, I would have made only a dramatic proposal to Valtrude, but is that what caused it? For Akane, I think it''s just embarrassing......

    If, hypothetically.

    If that''s the cause, the same thing for acorns...... is hard. But if you have to......

    "Speaking of which, what kind of gathering is this?

    Such thoughts are blocked by Larsia''s questions.

    It''s an issue that needs to be thoroughly considered, but it''s also certain that there won''t be an answer soon. As a result, consciousness flows towards the easier.

    "Don''t ask me. It must be Arcia."

    On this occasion, there is nothing but the appearance of its Arcia and Valtrude. If so, I can see the reason in disgust.

    "Hmm. You''re saying this isn''t the only time Yut''s working, too"

    "Even I don''t work all year round."

    Yes. Though in the office, Yut wasn''t working. After noon, when the militant group guests were sent on Momentum (Teleport), they were free.

    Yet.

    "Ugh."

    "Yut, you don''t have to"

    "Yes, brave man. Let''s get some rest."

    "It''s an overwhelming sense of trust."

    I''m about to cry over one word after another from Larsia, Jonah, and Acorn. Only Exile keeps silence, but that''s only because it goes without saying. This rock giant (Jarloot) is surprisingly rationalist.

    "Sorry to keep you waiting"

    "... that''s kind of a strange vibe"

    There, two people who were absent come into the office.

    Arcia doesn''t know her expression because she wears a crimson eyelid, but Valtrude was slightly dyeing her cheeks. I wasn''t sure if that was due to either excitement or shame, though.

    "Yut tells me there''s no work today."

    "Right..."

    "Will it be serial to Val..."

    Giving up already, Yut threw his body out on his back. An albino girl jumps to that defenseless spot and floats the tannic surface while accepting it.

    Still, I stroked Jonah on her knees Yuut''s head as a full grin Acorn mercifully caressed her.

    "Fair enough. It''s not proof that you''re loved."

    "Knock."

    "''Can''t we deny it here or get our hands on it?'' is a good brave man."

    "I know more or less what happened. That''s about it. Let''s get down to business."

    Alcia, who did the trick of looking around what she hadn''t done before, sends a help ship to Yut. Maybe she was nagging too because she wanted to say it quickly.

    Make sure there are no objections - even if there were, I would have silenced them - and tell them why I''ve brought them all together.

    I checked Val out.

    "It''s just like that."

    "Yeah. So far, so good for both mother and child."

    Valtrude is definitely in possession.

    Shortly after hearing the report, Yut was faceless. Even as a word, just a small "well......" twinkle.

    But his hands were busily stroking Jonah''s white hair, and his face, if he looked closely, seemed desperate to make it look slight.

    Such a yut, my people look interesting. Only acorns, however, felt like they were somehow left behind.

    Still, everyone, including Akane, was waiting for the protagonist (Yut) to react, seeing as he wanted to speak his blessing.

    "Uh. Yeah. Right. So Jonah was right."

    Putting that albino girl down on the floor, she approaches Valtrude disguised as calm.

    I wasn''t suspicious, but I got solid backing.

    A child is born. Become a father.

    Little by little, recognition pervades when that becomes a reality.

    "Val......"

    "Yut......"

    They called each other''s names and stared at each other quietly.

    What to do with the timing of publishing that you have a child.

    There are also reports to Yut''s parents who are on Earth. Even to Zein in the village of Ozlick, who was a close substitute for Valtrude.

    Of course, until I was born. And there will be hardships even after birth.

    Even an inexperienced yut can tell that it''s not good if you''re happy.

    "I''ll work with you, so let''s stick together."

    with joy and bewilderment. with anticipation and anxiety.

    I''m about to be squashed by positive and negative conflicting emotions, but that''s a flash, too. It didn''t take long for joy to surpass confusion and expectations to drive anxiety away.

    As thankful as to labor, Yut softly holds his beloved wife.

    "Leave it to me."

    Yut laughs bitterly at what a dependable response.

    "Hey, congratulations. I have a feeling about business opportunities!

    Larsia giving a blessing that is not honest.

    "The plan is going well"

    And, Jonah thumbs up all the time.

    "Congratulations. Say anything. We''ll work together."

    Exile to celebrate straight.

    "I don''t really feel like a brave man is a father... Yeah, congratulations."

    He gives a look that seems complicated, and still Acorn blesses them both from the bottom of his heart.

    "What you don''t force. That''s good, huh?

    Instead of looking worried, Alcia tells her sister to be careful not to listen.

    Valtrude receives a blessing message from one fellow from another with an adorable smile.

    That, with an unusual calm new wife smile, Yut was once again distraught.

 394 1. Growth from reflection

    Martial arts have the concept of remnants.

    If you ignore the deep spirituality, the process of establishment, etc. and put it simply, does that mean the mental and physical structure that you should not be alarmed if you think you have defeated the enemy?

    The word was non-existent otherworldly Brewers, but is the destination the same than walking the path of the martial arts? It was precisely that problem that Valtrude was worried about.

    Valtrude was in the courtyard of a castle fortress in Falve - a squad yard - to perform routine workouts. Moreover, he is fully armed with not only the Horse Sword of Heaven (White Knight), but also a magical silver (Mithral) armor and shield.

    It was a behavior that I didn''t think was immediately after I was examined by Alcia and reported to everyone that I had a child.

    Naturally, I have been cautioned not to impose it, and Valtrude, too, is out there. Yut of worry disagreed, but he eventually admitted it.

    I remember the face of such a husband, and the smile of the goddess floats to a more beautiful appearance than an angel.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    Pull out the Heavenly Mounted Sword and take the stand.

    It has to be now.

    It is right after defeat, if not now.

    "Yes, I lost."

    I dare speak up, lose my sweetness and escape.

    Valtrude recalls. The bitter taste of defeat.

    And engrave it in your heart. A battle with Ray Cruz was nothing but defeat - he said.

    Before I set up my sword, I think of a black-haired swordsman.

    A move that even feels cold.

    The sword of a disastrous life-sweeping (life football) body.

    Desperate, yet glittering eyes.

    He was a strong enemy, but at the same time, he was not an unbeatable opponent.

    Wave your sword unconsciously, making an objective analysis, not a loss.

    Sword arms are mutually reinforcing.

    This one should have won the game itself.

    I should have been prepared to hang something important.

    Of course there is that I was flirted with by the identity of a black-haired swordsman. I also admit there was an unexpected alarm. I also think it might have been a different result if I had used divine liberation.

    But I lost.

    Shake down heavenly ridden sword wide, create a crack on the ground and raise and lower shoulders wide.

    Competition is also called luck of time.

    If that were true, it would have lacked the strength to attract luck.

    The only good fortune is that I''m still alive. I suffered defeat, but not ruin.

    And assuming that was a life-threatening battle... doesn''t make much sense.

    If it''s a real serious battle, my people are with me. It would not have had the same result. No, it will never happen.

    If there was no loose Larsia, you would have noticed that Ray Cruz''s secret - the Devil''s Sword is the main body.

    Exile or Jonah would have crushed it by force, regardless of who it was.

    Alcia would cover it perfectly, no matter what happens.

    Of course, we''ll have company on Ray Cruz''s side then - more importantly, we have Yut here.

    If he loves you, he''ll take full measures, no matter what.

    If so, there is one thing to do.

    Be strong.

    Reflections must be harnessed and strengthened.

    so that we can protect what matters.

    Don''t lose anything important.

    Valtrude, so renewed in his determination, waves his sword into the void one step at a time.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Seven Flashes"

    With one breath, the Holy Strike Dance unleashes a six-continuous strike - a land ceremony.

    Additionally, it was the Holy Strike Dance - the Seven Flashes - that added a flash of pursuit.

    It''s easy to say that, but a frontier I''ve never been able to reach before. You can do that now, so you must be growing.

    Despite this, Valtrude''s expression doesn''t clear.

    "It''s not bad in the sense of getting rid of the alarm..."

    Not yet, not enough. I remain dissatisfied.

    I just increased the number, I don''t have any ideas.

    "Should we consider combining it with the Heavenly Mounted Sword?"

    Valtrude thinks further.

    The Heavenly Mounted Sword brings countless variations of demonization. In my battle with Ray Cruz, I only used combinations that focused on power, but I wonder if I could have done more.

    I don''t think the concept of screwing down the other person''s claims with force was wrong, but it doesn''t make sense if you lose.

    "Hmm. This is it."

    Synergies between sword moves and demonization.

    How can we maximize its benefits?

    As a training theme, there is nothing more.

    Valtrude''s expression, which he so defined, was like a child contemplating the game''s tactics at the same time as being a noble martial arts god.

    Unexpectedly, I''m about to be swallowed.

    However, witnesses to this training were, in a way, accustomed to Valtrude.

    "Hey, Mr. Alcia"

    "I don''t know."

    "Can a pregnant woman exercise like that?"

    "Well, it''s not good to be stressed out."

    Yes, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) wasn''t the only one in the squad.

    Acorn and Arcia, called by Valtrude to talk to just the three of them, watched the sight of the sword beginning to wave as a matter of course.

    Although, to be precise, Alcia still wears a crimson eyelid.

    "Then why did they call me?"

    "Because this is the right time..."

    Perhaps it must have been about Valtrude getting pregnant.

    But I didn''t see any further specifics.

    "You kept me waiting."

    Valtrude speaks to her husband''s fianc¨¦es, who show such confusion and awe.

    As usual, nothing changes.

    "Just the three of us, we wanted to make sure."

    "Confirm?"

    I guess that''s why.

    I couldn''t answer the question that came from her.

    "Starting tonight, which one sleeps with Yut?

    The question must have been a blue sky thunderbolt, even if it didn''t have to be...

    "Is... yes...?

    Acorn, after a plethora of minutes of inactivity, said one word, so as to squeeze it out.

    "Wait, Val. I don''t know what that means..."

    Alcia, too, just gets confused.

    "I was given a child."

    "Oh, yeah."

    "Then, in many ways, isn''t sleeping with Yut a long way off?

    Let me think for a second.

    "As well!"

    Turning his back on Valtrude, Acorn and Arcia, who snuggled his body, begin their consultation in a whisper.

    Her face is bright red, strangely fast mouthed, but she can''t afford to care.

    "I mean, because I can''t do that. Is that good for you instead? What''s Mr. Alcia''s view?

    "You''ll have trouble asking me. Well, that''s not yet, is it?

    "Neither do I."

    "Oh, yeah. Doesn''t that mean trying to prevent accidents caused by sleeping in the same bed?

    "Right. So let''s go."

    We both understand, of course, that there is no need to put Yut and Bed together if that is all.

    I do, but it''s a difficult issue to admit.

    "Thank you for waiting, Val"

    "What am I saying, isn''t it a little too messy?

    "That''s not true, is it, Mr. Alcia?"

    "Yes, of course, Mr. Acorn."

    "... So, you''ve decided?

    Valtrude prompts the answer, surprised to see the two strangely united. The swollen look on its cheeks was appealing even from same-sex acorns, but after all, not now.

    "I don''t necessarily need it. Do you mean?

    "Right. Wouldn''t it be better if Yuto decided?"

    "Well, no."

    Unsurprisingly strong tone, Valtrude denies it.

    "If I let Yut choose, she''ll sleep in the same room as me, apart from the bed."

    "It is...... Sure, if you''re a brave man, I''d say so."

    "Instead, you''d say for sure,"

    It was an unfounded determination, but Yut''s one wife and two fianc¨¦es all agree. No, I can tell you that this common perception is the basis.

    "Then you''re in trouble."

    "Why?

    "Ritna told me before."

    Larsia''s spouse, using Tyrone''s Divine Divine Divine Body (Avatar) to protect the meadow race (Magner).

    That''s Ritna''s word. I''m just about to say it must be a story that wouldn''t even be if Yut were here......

    "A man is a creature who cheats on a woman while she''s around."

    "Such a promise..."

    "That''s right. Only Yut..."

    "That alarm is the death penalty."

    Ritna''s advice seems to have had some effect on Valtrude at least. Soon, grab Acorn and Arcia''s shoulders and theorize.

    "It can happen even if it''s impossible. I learned that in this tournament."

    "Oh, that''s the connection..."

    "Is that how you came..."

    On the other hand, the two people who were grabbed on the shoulders were, on the contrary, restoring calm.

    Keep your shoulder hands intact and mouth the question Acorn poked at the core.

    "If I told you that, wouldn''t we even be having an affair if we saw it from Val?

    "Why?

    "Because..."

    "I was the first to do that, but the positions would be together. So Acorn and Arcia would be fine."

    Valtrude to speak for itself.

    There''s no lies, no vanity whatsoever.

    "Totally......"

    "You''re weak..."

    The two said looked at each other and the two smiled bitterly. Most importantly, Acorn''s bitter laughter includes the one to Alcia, who began to do this trick even when wearing a crimson eyelid. I wish I could take it, but I can''t say until.

    "I got the story. But I can''t do it right now."

    "Why?

    "We''re still fianc¨¦es, and we''re not officially married."

    Deal with Valtrude''s leaping worries with honesty.

    On top of that, let''s turn in Yut too and calm him down.

    Such a morsel, however, is broken down by a single breakthrough of the Cathedral Knight.

    "Then we''ll have to."

    "No way......"

    "Of course, marry me. Make up your mind which way to go first. Yeah, you can come with me."

    "It''s not good..."

    Acorn''s allegations do not reach Valtrude.

    "Nice to meet you."

    She pushed so hard that when she took her hands off the shoulders of both of them, she moved into the castle.

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "What, Mr. Acorn?"

    "You proposed to Yut the other day."

    "Oh, it''s been over two months since then, and I wasn''t thinking deeply about it..."

    "Disable?

    "... let me think for a second"

    Is this the strength of my mother?

    Neither Acorn nor Arcia remained flirting with the newly reached frontier of Valtrude.

 395 2. But the reality is

    In the end, neither Alcia nor Acorn could quickly conclude. Therefore, the status quo will be maintained for the time being.

    That, in Yut''s mental health, was not a bad thing. However, it also meant that he did not notice the ripples created by Valtrude, and that he did not know in what way the problems would be represented in the future.

    The day after Arcia told me about Valtrude''s pregnancy.

    Yut, who had no reason to know the future, was alone in the office and had his head troubled by difficult questions.

    "Name¡­. I don''t know your name..."

    Yes. It''s a difficult question.

    Yut''s consciousness is of great importance at the moment. I was concentrating on the child to be born.

    (Sounds like Brewers and looks like Japan. I hope you can get them both out)

    I''m thinking about that now, even though I still don''t know the child''s gender. It may be premature, but the importance of advance preparation goes without saying.

    Of course, Valtrude''s opinion mattered, and he didn''t mean to push it.

    But I wouldn''t mind thinking about it.

    "I can''t use kanji... When that happens, the number of pictures is irrelevant... on the contrary, I feel like I''m losing my take"

    The prototype paper given from inside the Dragon Man (Draconut) - it looks like it could be shipped - will be spread out and written down with a ballpoint pen that I am using to fix it with a spell shortly after I transfer it.

    Did my parents give me a name for themselves by thinking a lot like this? I didn''t expect to know about my parents'' struggles this year, but I wouldn''t have thought I''d have grandchildren so soon either.

    And time flies a lot......

    "Ah. This one!

    Something comes to mind, Yut shines his face.

    "No, no..."

    But as soon as he clouded his face, he let go of the ballpoint pen unconstitutionally and left his body behind.

    I sigh as I look at the writing fixtures rolling over the desk.

    Ray Cruz.

    And one grudge.

    I was thinking of a tough and child''s name, Yut. It was the name ''Ray'' that finally came to mind. It works in both Brewers and Japan, and, of course, it has a versatility that is fine for both men and women.

    The moment I came up with it, I praised myself for being a genius, but I realized I was just like that black-haired swordsman.

    When this happens, the discouragement is also great.

    If Larsia was there, she''d say, "Aren''t ''Ray Istas'' and ''Ray Amaxa'' sounding one thing now?" As I would have pointed out, there was a lack of objective perspective on this occasion.

    "Nevertheless... a child"

    I had a child with Valtrude.

    By Japanese standards, at an age when a child might be said to have had a child.

    Not surprisingly, of course, but if I asked myself if I was ready, I was sure I''d just have to shake my head.

    "Well, first of all, care for Valtrude, right? I''m sure it will be unscrupulous. No, you don''t think impotence is impotent..."

    Perhaps more than...... surely, Valtroude, who has never had one illness.

    Absolute tranquillity is going too far, but it needs some control.

    "I''d rather have them spend some time in Japan... No, is that stress the other way around? After all, I have to ask my experiential mother to come!

    Thoughts, more and more rampant.

    Unfortunately, there was also a lack of calm perspective on this occasion.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash"

    "Ha."

    There, Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash appears. Untouched appearance because it has metastasized.

    Wolf like a boy middle school student stepped into his room, desperately hiding notes on his desk. I was writing it in Japanese so it shouldn''t be read, but I was so upset that I didn''t even notice it.

    "Uh, Dal-Lukash. Hey, what''s up?

    "Apologize first."

    "Apologize...? Oh......"

    I don''t know if you''re not interested, or if you pretended not to look at me, but I appreciate you not pursuing me either way.

    Yut quickly regains his posture and stares into the inorganic eyes that do not reflect Dal-Lukash''s light.

    "You mean Perla Vento"?

    Red Fire Dragon Parra Vent and Dimensional Dragon Dal-Lukash intruded into the militant party.

    There was no prior consultation, and, moreover, if you allow the victory, you were deprived of your property - originally hers, though - maybe.

    Thinking about it, it doesn''t seem like an apology issue...

    "Fine. You decided that was the best thing you could do, right?

    Waving left and right, nothing, Yut accepted his apology. The truth is, I don''t think I need to apologize, and the reality is the opposite.

    "Instead, you shackled me for the actions of the Red Fire Dragon, so I''m the one who needs to thank you"

    What would have happened if the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento had raided regardless of the tournament etc.

    It is undeniable that damage could have been done to the city and the inhabitants, although the consignment may have been able to intercept at leisure down to Arsia.

    With that in mind, it can also be said that Dal-Lukash feat pushed him into the frame of the Games.

    "Thank you, Lord of Dal-Lukash"

    "So, okay."

    "I understand. As a matter of fact, I have another matter to convey in the matter -"

    "Hmm?"

    "- but I want you to get the job done first"

    Dimensional dragons took it out of the void with a bunch of paperwork.

    (That''s convenient)

    And?

    (After all, don''t be)

    Work stacks up in front of Yut, who has feelings such as

    "First, I want you to look through me from now on"

    "But is this the reality"

    Until earlier, I thought about the name of a child I haven''t seen yet, and nowhere is the shadow that was floating. Reality wasn''t nice enough to allow me to live in a paranoid world.

    "If we are going to make Advice about naming, we should avoid it because it will also put excessive pressure on our children, even though too much meaning and wishfulness will make them less translated," Dal-Lukash thinks "

    "I''ll do my job right!

    With the addition of an objective perspective that was lacking, that turned out to be troublesome.

    When the story was over, Yut glanced through the documents he had been offered.

    That was a report to the revenues and expenditures and to the event itself about the militancy. Bulletin document separate from the final report.

    According to that, in terms of revenue and expenditure, it appears to have ended up with a slight deficit. The main reason for this is, needless to say, that the labour costs swelled as a result of the extension.

    A more detailed analysis can also be found in the report.

    Video is widely projected onto the outer walls of the arena, with more visitors on the second day. For that matter, the security costs exceeded the original assumptions. Now, the entrance fee was originally free, and the store opening fee, such as stalls, is fixed. It wasn''t structured to make more money.

    "Well, I can''t help this. If you put in a kickback from Larsia, you''ll be black, and if you decide to be deficit, you''ll be able to contain the force to do it a second time."

    Yes. It is important to avoid holding a second meeting.

    The report also states that the tournament itself was a success, but that there were problems with the burden on the referee and the reception of guests. Claude Laker will be the one who eventually put it together, but, indeed, it''s an exact document that drew Yut''s will.

    In the meantime, let''s also submit it to King Alsace.

    "But sending this document to Regrax doesn''t make you understand..."

    On several points in the militant report - taking statistics on the number of crimes committed in the territory during and around the holding period, investigating the negative effects of gambling, etc. - Yut instructed the addition of an item, which in turn took the parent document.

    It is a prot¨¦g¨¦ from Archbishop Regnum, one of the Divine Capitals of the Kingdom of the Chronica, who governs Regrax.

    No, the substance is a request to hold a second tournament.

    That reply had to be made by Yut on behalf of Valtrude, and it would take time to think of a no wording in the distance.

    "In the first place, Dal-Lukash questions whether far-fetched texts will pass"

    "There it is. Well, worst of all, let''s ask Bishop Gilront to help us."

    Bishop Gilronto is in charge of the extra-conventional of the Sabbath capital Nercoot and not a diplomat of the Kingdom of the Chronica God itself. Simply put, it follows that Yut''s request is also subject to significant jurisdictional differences.

    However, he was in charge of Yut in the Kronika Divine Kingdom, as Shina Qinno, a first-degree magic instructor, was negotiating with Yut on behalf of the Hyun Chul Conference (Danishmend).

    The boundary between proper material and pressing seems to be really vague.

    "That would seem to go smoothly. However, they may be forced to make concessions because of their participation in the ceremony they were teasing about"

    "Oh...... You know, I was after a natural extinction."

    "You should see that you are not going to forgive them any more than you have been sending the Divine King to put pressure on you"

    "Can''t we postpone it because we''ve got kids...

    "Possible. But it becomes a necklace when it comes time to publish"

    Difficult steering is required.

    "I wonder if I could make a concession if I were to reach the point of renting out the training ground of God of Power to Regrax. And then let''s just relax and pull it off."

    "I understand. Tell Claude too."

    "Say hello."

    Even if this is a good response to the kingdom of the Chronica god, there''s no way I''m not telling King Alsace that I had a child.

    Even if the Queen seems to have been pregnant there and the engagement is likely to be concluded before she is born.

    A number of tribes of rock giants are scheduled to migrate beneath the Exile, which has recently become a grand chief. Because as their accepting destination, they must also ask to incorporate into the Marquis of Istas a section where the castle of the Black Demon was located.

    All the glitches, they grow.

    I don''t want my birth child to feel crippled. That''s what I thought Yut...... Larsia and Yona are close. Instead, we should have worried about the freedom that went too far.

    Not realizing that, Yut stays focused on his work. I also asked Kagra to finish the dinner in the office and ended the day''s norm once and for all.

    "That''s right, Lord of Dal-Lukash. Judgment, processing speed, accuracy. None of them allow other followers"

    "... because I''m working out. Get used to it, get used to it."

    No matter what the field, a person called first-rate is indispensable for daily training. In that sense, Yut should also be able to call it first-rate.

    "A leading desk worker... Not even in English."

    Well, fine. In the meantime, it''s over. We should not look back on the past.

    "No, Dal-Lukash. Didn''t I tell you I still had something to tell you?

    "Yes."

    Dimensional Dragon''s terminal stares at Yuut with his eyes that do not reflect the light and conveys the matter with a flat expression and voice.

    "Parra Vento says she wants to invite you to Limnus, the castle''s air garden, because she wants to apologize."

    "Ho."

    Rarely, Yut showed an honest surprise.

    Apologize. That prized dragon apologizes. In the meantime, do you want to invite him into the castle?

    "Okay. Tell him I''ll respond to that invitation."

    "I understand."

    I wouldn''t even say there''s a trap, but I''m pretty sure there''s some kind of thought.

    Still, Dal-Lukash brokers it. It shouldn''t be a bad story.

    "Except I''m not the only one here. We''re all going."

    "Dal-Lukash thinks that Parra Vent would not refuse on that condition"

    "No problem, then."

    Even with the traps, you can get over it if you''re with your people. This is not overconfidence, it is certainty.

    In fact, this goes a little further, but in my meeting with Perla Vento, I did not experience any problems in a bad way.

    Instead - I don''t suppose so, but the kind of problem Yut would have with his head would have happened that night in the bedroom.

 396 3. Gather in the bedroom

    "Ah. Hey, brave man, you made it!

    "Sorry. Wrong"

    After work, we went back to the two bedrooms - so far, but - Yut.

    But I was picked up, which I didn''t expect, and I immediately closed the door. Needless to say, it was because I felt a sense of crisis at the state of the inexorable acorn, and the decision was so right.

    "Come in."

    "Yes."

    But whether or not that is allowed is a different story.

    He is taken by Acorn, who opened the door earlier than Yut walks away, and steps indoors again. Like the accused who are about to be tried.

    Yut looks over the bedroom again.

    In the bedroom, but no one in the bed. On the contrary, they are being driven to one corner to secure space.

    Cushions for four people were placed on the floor, at the centre of which was also a brief knob of cheese and other drinks. Looks like they were sitting in a car seat and having a girls'' party with alcohol.

    The same thing happened when I returned from heaven, but the atmosphere felt different from then.

    Acorn, who tries to take him there, dresses appropriately in his bedroom.

    The roomwear called shorts to the top of the v-neck with the top and bottom aligned in grey is certainly bold, but for spending time with your fianc¨¦e in the bedroom, there''s absolutely nothing wrong with it.

    With a soft smile, Valtrude is a familiar silk nightgown. Whenever, no matter how many times, good things are good.

    And the third Arcia is taking off her crimson eyelids and revealing her dark brown eyes. This alone should be quite bold for her consciousness, but the costume she was wearing was more adventurous than that.

    There is nothing notable about the form resembling a white piece, but it appears transparent depending on the addition or subtraction of light, and the ideal - from a man''s point of view - line of the body is emphasised irresistibly.

    Below the chest was a decorative string, with three buttons open up to two. There was a charm in contrast to the cuteness of the lace covering the chest.

    The only thing staring at them like that is Yut.

    Only Yut, the man who can see them like that.

    But immersing myself in that happiness was a difficult situation.

    "Uh, what kind of gathering is that?"

    If my wife and fianc¨¦e rolled a bunch of bottles of booze in a crowded room, it would be a tribute. I only have a bad feeling.

    "If you say... Yeah, it''s a friendly party."

    "''Cause it''s tiny."

    Yuut returns the word of denial instantly to Valtrude, who speaks frankly.

    Acorn''s eyes sit still, and Arcia is smiling off her crimson eyelids. That can''t be just a rapport. There must be no.

    "We won''t make a difference. Yeah, I''m not drinking. Don''t worry."

    "I''m relieved there..."

    "Sa, brave man. Sit down, sit down."

    "No..."

    "Sit down."

    "Yes."

    You can''t beat a crying child and a drunk.

    It was no use turning against him, Yut lowered his back on a cushion placed on the floor of his bedroom.

    "Hmm. Really, what a gathering."

    "Drink."

    Question presented again.

    Acorn, however, did not answer, offering a glass of bold iron (crystal iron). No, not exactly, like I''ve been pushing you.

    Its longitudinal glass is lined with white wine.

    Turning away from it, my smooth white legs jumped in - I ended up receiving them out of hindsight.

    "You don''t drink like this."

    "Yut kun"

    "Mr. Arcia!

    Unlike the unusual acorns to see, Arcia may still be decent.

    Staring at Arcia''s dark brown eyes to rinse......

    "You''re late, aren''t you?

    The hope was shattered.

    "I''ll have it."

    I can''t drink it, but I don''t want to drink it aggressively.

    This amount was quite harsh for Yuut, who has been moderately distant from alcohol that way.

    Still, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) drinks up at once, feeling the flattering glance from Valtrude.

    Read the air. Very, very important.

    "Puha......"

    In an instant, his face becomes red and he realizes that his palpitations have become faster. It would fit right in, but my head fluttered just a little.

    That was a brilliant proposition.

    "Yeah?"

    I wasn''t sure what they said.

    That was also because I could not instantly determine which proposal they were referring to.

    "In the last arena."

    "Oh. Yeah, that one"

    I was aware that Acorn was hoarding his emotions on the matter. And yet, you mean you blasted your follow-ups behind you?

    Makes me want to beat myself up that was floating about having a child.

    Moreover, in order to express its dissatisfaction, Acorn even borrows the help of alcohol.

    "Acorn......"

    Let''s apologize.

    I don''t know if you can forgive me, but that''s where we start.

    That moment when Yut tried to correct his residence and open his mouth.

    "Honestly, I left it."

    Dissatisfaction also erupted from Alcia.

    "Sure, I was worried about Val, and I sent Yut out thinking for Val. Yeah, it''s my call."

    With that said, Arcia poured wine into the glass at her discretion and sighed. The white throat moves smoothly and the fluid spilled from the edge of the mouth drips off.

    "Well, if you drink it all at once..."

    "Still, that development was unexpected"

    No longer have I heard Yut''s words or anything.

    As cut the weir, Acorn and Arcia in their sleeping clothes utter words.

    "I''m glad I fit in my ex-Saya."

    "Right. Naturally."

    "Besides, I don''t want to stand out."

    "Yeah. That''s a little embarrassing."

    The alternating flux of words does not allow intervention from the side.

    Another dream of dreams, such as hitting on a relationship and taking it to this pace.

    "But look, I feel loved."

    "Sure. Still, there are parts of me that feel flattered."

    "Right. You''re a girl."

    "My confession, it''s so sweet."

    What is going on with Valtrude? Yut was so caught up that he couldn''t even afford to be sure of it.

    Something, I have to tell you.

    Pushed back by its agony and alcohol, Yut managed to break in between them.

    "No, I don''t think so. I''m glad you loved me, Arcia."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Alcia suddenly turns to her true face and often stops moving.

    However, it moved like it had been bounced and added white wine again.

    "Brave man... Terrible kid."

    "That was brilliant."

    "What kind of assessment is that?"

    I don''t know why anymore.

    I can''t do it without drinking. Instead, Yut also drank the wine like water, knowing that it might be easier if he escaped to alcohol.

    "Even to Zhuyin, I appreciate it, and I think it''s bad to burden you with a lot of things. It''s not like I can afford that much, either."

    "I don''t appreciate it. Specifically, how much?

    "Whatever, I hope I made the same proposition I did to Val"

    "Huh? That''s a little..."

    Even so, Acorn seemed happy.

    "Now, don''t listen to me... That''s about it."

    "Right."

    "Right."

    The two, smile, affirm.

    "So, this story is over."

    "Yeah, Yut''s got a little smudge, too."

    "Huh? Is that...?

    Earlier the pungent atmosphere faded away lightly and the usual acorns and alusia appeared.

    He seemed to have a bright illusion, and he didn''t say a word.

    "''Cause when we got together like this before, it felt like the four of us were gonna keep up the good work, right?

    "I did... Uh? Uh. Huh?"

    A little bit, the words come out, but they don''t make sense.

    "No. I didn''t expect it to work this far."

    "Yut seems weak when attacked"

    Seeing Acorn and Arcia''s expression of doing it, Yut finally understands everything.

    "... Could that be an act now?

    "Some of it was true."

    "Right. About 40%."

    "It was more than I thought! Sorry!"

    Marriage works if a man gives in.

    Yut had remembered the advice from his father and had acknowledged his correctness from the bottom of his heart.

    In the meantime, this seems to mean hand-to-hand.

    So relieved Yut, the last chase can be set up.

    "By the way, Val suggested we do something about bed duty in the future."

    I was wondering if you could give me Yut''s views.

    Two forward-looking people approaching with a meaningful smile.

    Slightly sweaty, cheeks upbeat, eyes moist.

    It''s very difficult to shake off the temptation.

    "For today, I won''t do anything..."

    Yes. Nothing...

    "How about sleeping in the same room to make up for the lack of communication?

    Valtrude, Acorn and Arcia and.

    Yut''s beloved wife and fianc¨¦es affirmed it not in words but in deeds.

 397 4. Covenant of Aerial Gardens (Previous)

    Aerial garden rimnus.

    An ancient monument created by the ancient Great Mages (Arch Mages) and also known as the seat of a certain God before the Blue Covenant was signed (Brewers).

    It is presumed to be what surrounds this world due to its legacy everywhere in the Brewers. That was true, but it has not been elucidated until how it works.

    The castle of White Asia, which will not fade, and the aerial gardens in its vestibule, were not, however, facilities for those who dwell on the earth.

    It boasts eternal beauty only for those who are qualified to descend there and for their presence, which allows them to overlook further from above the gardens that travel through the heights of heaven.

    Reishi Limnus.

    An immutable paradise.

    Door to the kingdom of heaven.

    Praised by every possible beauty phrase, the bard (Byrd) praised him and Rimnus.

    Smiley, Tsubaki, Dahlia, Rhinoceros, Kinmoksey, Cosmos, Katrea, Nerine. Beautiful flowers bloom regardless of the season, and strange tones can be heard from nowhere.

    Colorful birds and fairies fly and sing for fun.

    By any mechanism, the garden is strewn with waterways, constantly circulating fresh water, and a number of fountains entertain the eyes.

    I can see it. But a paradise of yang flames that is never within reach.

    Those who live there say that they will live forever, without starvation or old age.

    There were adventurers who devoted their lives to exploring the dimensional gates (gates) leading to the aerial gardens.

    I don''t know how long he disappeared, but I don''t know if he drowned wild, or if he really got to the air garden.

    At the top of a certain snow mountain, there was a rock giant (Jarloot) who accidentally encountered the aerial garden.

    Give your heart to its beauty. No, the man who was deprived of his soul kept waiting for the day when the aerial garden appeared again and ended up stoned.

    There was a man who was invited to the air garden to help a heavenly woman who fell from Limnus.

    The man, who returned willing after a night of hospitality there, said he was hopeless knowing that decades had passed.

    The Yuts stepped into their legendary land at the invitation of the red-fired dragon Parra Vento, ruler of the aerial garden Limnus.

    "... Something tells me I''ve never seen a landscape like this since I got here (Brewers)"

    There was a real feeling in Yut''s voice that crushed him.

    Think of it, the days that began in the obelisk of the Falve underground and continued to dive extensively into the dungeons beneath the castle of the Black Demon. The monsters I encounter were fantastic, but memories filled with mud, blood and gold.

    Exactly, there are exceptions such as the rustic landscape of the village of Ozlic and the streets of Folio-Farina, but at the same time they are realistic realities accompanied by a sense of life, different from fantastic fantasies.

    In heaven, we did see beautiful landscapes, but as a genre, adventures, not fantasies. Close to a secret exploration.

    Meanwhile, how about this aerial garden?

    From various conveniences it became a night visit, but the sight illuminated by moonlight and starlight is nothing short of mysterious. It adds luster to beauty, and the charm just grows.

    If I have the next one, I honestly want to bring the acorns too.

    "This place is amazing..."

    "If you''re happy, why do you drop your shoulders?

    "I''m reflecting on what I can''t afford."

    Adventure, combat, work, combat, work.

    Ever since you came here, you''ve been with sightseeing, entertainment and hobbies? I feel reminded that it lacked such moisture.

    Actually, now.

    Besides, Yut''s emotions are still not enough, given the beauty of this aerial garden.

    Nothing, there was no lack of aesthetics. I just have fat eyes because I see something more beautiful every day.

    The most beautiful and important thing in the world, only in the Brewers, was right on the side.

    "No. That''s right, an aerial garden. Fine, I wore it out, but you''re fixing it beautifully."

    "Hey. Here, wait"

    Happiness or unhappiness, before realizing such an embarrassing fact, is drawn back to reality by a meadow race (Magner).

    "I remember turning it into a burning field around there or something"

    "I never get sick. Shaped things break."

    "I wonder why we''re fighting here..."

    It was Yuto himself who conveniently used the treasure (artifact) that Perla Vento possessed, and the Infinite Portal, the other gates, and also made him cooperate in the creation of the Horse Sword (White Knight). I know perfectly well that you don''t deserve to complain.

    Still, following a flying chase from Jonah and Exile, Yut accidentally turned his gaze to Valtrude and Arusia.

    That is also not unrelated to the fact that the range of "around there" that Yona pointed out was "as far as I can see".

    "He was a formidable enemy. I couldn''t afford to be so careful."

    "Because at that time, my eyes were invisible"

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    I had no idea an excuse worse than Valtrude would pop out of Alusia.

    When this happens anymore, I want to reopen what I''ve done if I have no choice.

    "Besides, it''s fixed, so why not?"

    "It''s not about the perpetrator."

    That being said, Yut renounced any further pursuit.

    With intrusion into militancy, each other. It''s the winner''s logic, but it''s worse to lose.

    Cleared up the problem - he also said he turned away - and Yut turned his attention to one of his companions.

    "Wonderful..."

    A beautiful red-faced boy had forgotten me and looked into the garden.

    A sincere side would be a testament to being touched from the bottom of your heart.

    "Indeed, it''s a beautiful garden. For Eudit''s sake, let''s ask him if he can split the flowers a little."

    "I can''t move..."

    My paced Alsace the same as always.

    As a king, I can count on you.

    But I dare not think that the king is here.

    What Alsace hoped for by winning the militant club was to "accompany him on his adventures". I don''t know about honestly making that happen, but I''m sure I took care of a lot of things.

    In addition, there were estimates that merely accompanying an adventure of this magnitude could be expected to quench dissatisfaction.

    "By the way, Yut."

    "What the fuck?"

    "Why do you think Perla Vent called us?

    Yut looks at the Albino girl who does not answer immediately but rolls into the flower garden and plays. I''m with Ritna and she looks like she''s having a lot of fun. It''s usually sleeping time, but I took a nap for tonight, so I''m full of energy.

    "Well, I don''t think it''s a hostile story"

    "Really? As usual, I''m getting armed with spells."

    "Well, that''s a discussion."

    Who decided, for example, that we should not bring our own ''weapons'' into negotiations? If we can just show it off and move forward in our favor, rather, we can even say that we are contributing to peace.

    Most importantly, caution means a lot this time. Anyway, there''s no demand for Parra Vento from here.

    "Really..."

    But King Alsace was sincerely sadly annoyed. Apparently, he was expecting to be able to fight that red-fired dragon he saw at the militant party.

    When you''re so discouraged, guilt inspires you, but there''s nothing you can do about all this. No way, I can''t even set you up from here.

    "No, even if they make me look so sorry"

    "I thought you set the meeting up at night because you needed my help."

    "Oh...... I''m sorry."

    At night, official duties are over, and it''s easy to get out of the Moment Move (Teleport). I mean, even then, I wanted to secure it as a force of war.

    Alsace seemed to think so, but it was due to personal circumstances that the meeting with Perla Vento took place at night.

    In other words, it is a question of whether there may be negative effects due to "Momentary Movement" or "Teleportation" during pregnancy.

    I noticed from the mundane that this issue has never been verified or studied on Earth or in the Brewers. There were some ways to get answers for a flying trip in the shrine, but just in case, I decided not to use Moment Move this time.

    It was Yut who insisted so hard, and his colleagues, including Larsia - even Valtrude, the party - accepted the opinion with an unspeakable smile.

    Then the road to the aerial garden will only be by air.

    Because it took a long time to get there even if it was too far away, the aerial garden itself was moved to high altitudes off the coast of Hardenturm, making it a night visit to avoid confusion.

    Off Hardenturm today, the air garden Rimnus is in the sky. The sea was transformed into an emperor turtle Archeron and a rare land where the mysteries of the world were gathered.

    "Suppose it''s a discussion...... Outreach, maybe to apply to Yut for a marriage."

    "To me? Why?"

    Yut was listening back with a straight face.

    I have no hesitation, no desire to do so. A completely pulseless reaction.

    "Well, of course, this is it, this"

    Larsia approached Yut with a downward smile like a three down, with her thumb and index finger in a circle.

    It was an act that strangely went into the hall.

    Yeah. Acting. I don''t mean it.

    Neither that nor this is to ascertain and develop the friendship between the precious Yut and Valtrude and Alcia.

    Party balancers are tough.

    ... and I thought. At least that''s what Larsia herself believes.

    "No, money."

    "''Cause when you marry Yut, your fortune will be yours, too"

    "Oh...... I see."

    Red Fire Dragon Parra Vent is one of the wives of the dragon god Bahamut if you correct the book.

    But possessed by a morbid desire for gold, he ran out of heaven. At that time, it is said that he took part of the property of the Dragon God and occupied this aerial garden Limnus.

    "But you know too much soul guts. I don''t know, get caught."

    "There, see. It''s good to have you over here."

    "Well, if you ask me, sure. I don''t know how much you can listen to me..."

    Although he lost to Ray Cruz, his strength came with origami.

    Sounds more like a contract than a marriage, but if it''s a broken relationship, I''m sure it''s beneficial for both parties.

    "And, Yut. No way, you can''t marry me without love, sweetie."

    "Heh. Larsia can marry without love."

    Litona''s twinkling voice that seemed to play fun with Yona.

    Soon the voice that went around behind Larsia and uttered without anyone noticing her was clear.

    A chill runs on the spine of the men, except for Exile.

    Not so long ago, its voice was low, cold, and even the warring warriors could remember fear. It would also matter a lot that it is now night.

    "Huh? Nah. No way."

    "Really?"

    "Monochan. It''s love, love. I can''t just be happy with love, but I can''t say I''m really happy without love. Yeah. It matters, doesn''t it? The world is made of love. Rather, I myself have even the possibility of love"

    "Good. I''m relieved."

    Wasn''t the sight earlier a dream?

    Ritna showing such a vivid switch that she thinks so. Voices and expressions are different.

    But, of course, it''s not a dream or anything.

    "Me and Eudit, we were married by our parents, but we still love each other."

    "Neither am I. I told him I''d be with him because I like him."

    "It''s okay, Yut. Because I know you love me."

    "That''s where Jonah comes in!

    The two Valtrude and Alcia, who were crossed by the Albino girl...... were illuminated by the abrupt confession of love. In a sense, it can be said that Larsia''s prospects have been successful.

    By the way, only Exile didn''t wander off in any way.

    I guess the view of marriage is different, and there''s nothing dark behind it.

    "Old man, too strong..."

    That moment when Yut was about to unexpectedly respect Exile.

    Behind the air garden.

    At the entrance of the castle, light was poured out from the three sides.

    "Well done for accepting the invitation."

    At its center is an aged beauty dressed in a classic dress with plenty of primary colors.

    Rock luxurious curly hair that colours the left and right sides of your face like a spring and welcome guests.

    "Follow me. Let''s start with a treat."

    Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento.

    The highest-rated dragon in the Brewers invites the little one into his castle.

    Become a person, use the language of a person, and welcome a person.

    It''s an unprecedented case.

    But it was only a prelude to the historic contract that would be concluded later.

 398 5. Covenant of Aerial Gardens (Medium)

    Guided by the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento and stepping into the castle, Yut, once again, was blinded by the sight.

    The luxurious interior is luxurious on the back of a clear white Asian exterior.

    The vast entrance, floors, walls and ceilings, were all covered in gold. The only exception is the bright red carpet underfoot. Conditioners such as sheet-metal armor (plate armor) and chandeliers also shine golden and are decorated with colorful gems.

    "This... surprised you"

    "Not at all."

    First sight Alsace and Yut face each other with surprise and emotion.

    Yut recalls the Palace of Knowledge God that he visited several times in his dreams, but seems similar and still different. Something like pulling majesty out of it, overlapping luxury.

    It''s easy to say no to being abusive, but no longer, such an area was transcendent. Once so thorough, criticism and praise make no sense.

    I''m just overwhelmed.

    "Huh."

    Perla Vent in human form who observes well how those two are doing. Not only do they store treasures, but they also seem to prefer to show off.

    "No. I think it would have been nice to have some more of this."

    "No, Larsia. The property is just enough to fit in an infinite storage bag. That''s the trick to being happy."

    "Oh, my God."

    "No, no. What are you convinced of? Burglars are fierce. You Tyrone, as always, don''t say shit."

    "It''s not Tyrone -. It''s Ritna, it''s Ri-T-Na. Minutes of God (Avatar), but they have different personalities."

    "Either way, it''s an unpleasant creature!

    Although it bears the name of an infinite storage bag, there are capacity limitations for once. Therefore, it is not a declaration to take away all the roots...

    "I''ve never reached the capacity limit of an infinitely stored bag before."

    "Next time, why don''t we pack some dirt and sand out of the carriage railroad construction?

    To Yut''s crush, Arcia returns the suggestion.

    It''s a totally pointless act, but she may also be in the language of the meadow race (Magner).

    On this matter, Parra Vento''s statement seemed correct.

    "Come on, Red Fire Dragon will show you straight away. Shut up and follow me."

    "... Yut, can I attack you now?

    "Yeah. Let''s try harder"

    Jonah''s patience seems to have reached its limits quickly.

    Being as big as making a confirmation, Yut took on the Albino girl on her shoulder, feeling her growth smudged. It''s like carrying a rice bag instead of a shoulder car, but he looks happy.

    "Damn, Yut... What happens when a child is born"

    "There, I need a woman to hold on"

    "Exactly."

    While the alliance between the spouses and Ritna is signed but threatening, Yut still follows Parra Vento with Yona.

    A march that only seems alarmed by the sight, but, in fact, vigilance is not neglected. It just doesn''t make sense to be nervous about someone who doesn''t feel hostile or harmful.

    If anything happens, we''ll deal with it immediately.

    As it was, it went through equally luxurious corridors and through several rooms - rooms that were like turning gold into platinum or amber - and the Yuts reached during dinner.

    Come on, sit down.

    There, the castle fortress of Falve was not only larger than any room in the royal castle of Sejour.

    A long table is placed at its center about 10 meters, but I don''t find it strange and cold. At the same time as entering the room, music plays from nowhere, and the lighting is warm and soft.

    The luxury of the room seems to be diminishing, albeit golden. However, there is also the possibility that my eyes are simply used to it, so I can''t be sure.

    "Okay?" It is supper. Tonight, it is a feast of flowers'' "

    "Wow."

    Who would have uttered that surprise?

    Parra Vento, who confirmed that the vertigo had arrived at her seat, said the words (test words) without waiting for a reply at the same time as she had taken her seat.

    Then, the table shines, and at the next moment, silver dishes appear on the table for a number of people, various dishes.

    "Is the table itself a magic device?"

    "Heh heh heh. Come on, eat up first."

    In the center of the table are placed some round-baked meats.

    "Hmm..."

    Though I don''t know the kind at first glance, it''s so huge a round roast that Exile makes an exclamation.

    Parra Vento cuts it with a knife - closer to a knife than a dish - and puts it on the plate at hand. I stuck my knife in a piece of meat that was going to stick out of it.

    The aristocratic lady''s face collapsed, physically unlikely - but worthy of the dragon - her mouth opened wide and she wore it as it was.

    In an instant the meat mass disappears from sight, chews and swallows.

    It was a bright disappearance, like an odd trick.

    "I can''t lose"

    "Do you have one that challenges the dragon with a big meal?"

    "Yes. Here."

    "Right..."

    If you look at it, Valtrude as well as Exile are motivated. We should have finished dinner, but it doesn''t seem to matter.

    Larsia and Ritna, among others, are beginning to eat at My Pace amicably. Very, it doesn''t seem like he was doing the math to steal it out.

    When this happened, common sense people had to pull in. I don''t have a different stomach.

    Yut, along with Alcia and Alsace, gets to the point of not being rude.

    Unlike Alcia''s Feast Divine Feast, it doesn''t seem to have any special effect. Also, it''s not an elaborate dish but it tastes good.

    Liquor can also be consumed indefinitely with Endless Decanter, a glass bottle that only contains red wine but never dries.

    It may be inferior in the sense of format, but it was a sumptuous dinner.

    "Kuku. I didn''t know that human flair boasted a comparable diet to dragons."

    "Huh. I need nourishment for two"

    "It''s not too soon, it..."

    Well, I hear it''s hard to eat when the meaning starts.

    Maybe it''s a good idea to have some fun while you''re at it.

    It was a yuut to think so, but in the end, Valtrude did not have a visit such as a period of loss of appetite.

    "Well, I called the humans, nothing else"

    Looks like we''re getting down to business.

    Yut waits for the words that go on correctly residing.

    "Want to form an alliance of mutual defense? Little people, but if you are, there is no shortage."

    Alliance of people and dragons. Probably an unparalleled story in the past.

    Feeling everyone''s attention, Yut ponders the purpose of Perla Vento.

    What, is there an imminent threat and you want the strength to respond to it?

    Or......

    "What. I wasn''t talking about asking Yut to marry me."

    "Migi."

    To an unexpected story, Parra Vent screamed like a trampled cat.

    "Larsia, did you mean it"

    "Of course, I mean it."

    Seriously, I answer with the face that if I had, it would have been funny.

    Ritna''s attention, too, seems to have gotten over it, this in the spirit of this.

    "Marriage... For once, it''s failed. We have to proceed with caution..."

    "I''m sorry."

    "Why should I be refused if I haven''t even proposed -!

    After making a firm declaration of intent, Yut switches his head.

    "Let''s get back to it. I mean, are you telling me that the Red Fire Dragon is going to do the assistant knife when forces not in the Marquis of Istas have attacked?

    "I don''t know."

    "Conversely, if an unsuccessful man appears to vandalize this aerial garden, must we help eliminate it?

    "Exactly. Something difficult."

    On behalf of Yut, who immerses himself in thought, Arcia tried to get a detailed story out of him.

    As he enters that information, Yut further explores his opponent''s intentions.

    "I see. Once we have an alliance, we won''t be able to attack this place. It leaves me in a paradoxical state of defending myself. Of course, we''ll abide by it."

    "Oh, that''s the thing"

    From Larsia, a convincing voice is raised. That would be important to Parra Vento.

    But Yut himself, with that speculation in his mouth, doesn''t seem convinced yet.

    "But if that''s all you need, it''s just impenetrable. We don''t even have to defend ourselves."

    "A lot of distractions, and a bag of wisdom."

    Pearla Vent laughed as she hid her mouth, her curly hair fluttering on both sides.

    "Yut, that would be a simple story"

    Valtrude, who swept away the fat around his mouth with a napkin, gazes at Yuut over a chunk of meat and says:

    "We have no more intention of hostility to Parra Vento. Then there''s nothing inconvenient about taking the hand to ask for help. Wouldn''t you?

    "Ask for help¡­"

    "Right. Maybe that''s why we went to the game."

    The next person to raise his voice was, unexpectedly, Alsace.

    "Neither do I, but for the first time in that game I knew the reality of the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vent. And if the Red Fire Dragon exists, so will the Aerial Garden Rimnus¡­"

    "I see..."

    That''s a point of view not found in the Yuts who originally knew both existed.

    In short, the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento seeks deterrence to keep the aerial gardens from being vandalized by humans.

    "Huh. Oh, my God. Well, I took care of Dimensional Dragon, so I was just trying to shelter him."

    But because of the dragon''s insistence, Parra Vento doesn''t want to admit it. Only, I would argue that this one is superior.

    "Larsia, what do you think?

    "Uh-huh. You need a lot of strength just to find this place and break in."

    "Right. But you''ll be where you are..."

    "Mm, don''t ignore me and talk to me."

    "Sort of. As an exception, we''re not here at all. I don''t think they can compete head-on, but I think they can."

    "Oh. Is there a versus dragon spell that hides itself? If you use the area, you can definitely go."

    "That''s it. Abominable!"

    Suddenly, Pearla Vent slapped the magic table and yelled.

    The pupil opens vertically like a reptile, because of excitement, or the tail peeking through the hem of a long skirt.

    "All the dragons are my enemies. How do magicians (wizards) develop spells when they are invisible from dragons or only resistant to dragon attacks!

    "I''ve heard that the spell the dragon used to fight his own people is based on."

    "Aside from that, well, there''s not necessarily a bunch of impudent people in this aerial garden who are like featherworms. Shall I give you the honor of retreating?"

    Pearla Vento speaks with dignity and arrogance.

    "Yut, if you do it, it won''t rot behind you"

    Yut will consider the offer again while trying to defeat Jonah to launch a pre-emptive strike to see if it has stunted his seizures.

    For now, I can''t feel the back. I guess the fact that Valtrude doesn''t say anything actually does.

    And mutually beneficial. It may be a fictitious name, but no one wants to turn both the Marquis Istas and the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento against their enemies.

    Rather, the problem is not within, but outside.

    "But... It''s not good, is it?

    "What is it?

    Upon enquiry from Yut, Alsus tilted his neck, however, not knowing what he was being told.

    "Is there a political problem with the Marquis Istas alliance with the Dragon, not the Royal Family?

    "I would have been a while ago...... Now there''s no one to dispute what the Isthmus will do."

    "Finally, you got an understanding"

    Valtrude meditates that he is emotional, but he will just be treated like a swelling. Alcia, too, is shaking her head beside Valtrude.

    "Well, there are no more obstacles than forgiveness."

    Valtrude concluded.

    Yut, the housekeeper, only obeys his intentions.

    "Ah. Except for one condition"

    "What?"

    "I want you to show me the treasure trove if there''s anything I can use to defend it"

    When I thought it was a sweet dessert, it was a very bitter fish bowel.

    Perla Vento with such an unspeakable look.

    I don''t like it.

    "Because I don''t steal on my own"

    "Absolutely, no!

    "Fair enough."

    After this, we explored the treasure trove carefully.

    So when Yut finds a treasure piece (artifact) that he can use, he calls Woldan, the dragon engineer, and heads to the Dravaels'' residence.

    to fulfil mutual defence agreements.

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 400 7. Two Nights and Morning

    "Maybe it was good for Perla Vento, but I''m not subtly convinced"

    Night. Couple bedrooms. No, the husband and his wives'' bedroom.

    In the meantime, one person at a time will be in the same rotation, and today it was Valtrude''s turn.

    The beds are divided, and it doesn''t mean what you do. In the extreme, I''m just in the same room.

    But Valtrude liked this time without accumulating.

    The space is very relaxing with a hint of light emanating from the "Light Fire" produced by Yut and the incense prepared by Kagra cooked.

    I never really thought about it before, but I guess this is what comfort is all about, Valtrude thinks.

    I don''t care. It''s not the same as being all over it.

    Talk to your loved ones, surrounded by the satisfaction of having a full day today.

    There is a good relaxation, but also a grumpy exhilaration. It''s hard to put this strange feeling into words.

    Does Yut feel the same way? If so, I''d be very happy. You''ll feel like rising to heaven, too. In fact, put aside the fact that you''ve been to heaven.

    But from the look on his face immersed in the openness of finishing the day''s work, as usual. I don''t know what you think, I can''t read that emotion.

    It''s like I want to hear it and make sure, like I want to leave it ambiguous.

    Not even inside Valtrude''s chest like that, Yut opened his mouth heavily.

    "I''m not convinced, I''m leaving the golem to you?

    "Yes."

    Earlier thoughts like maidens disappear in an instant, and the will of the warrior dwells in his eyes. Both of them were Valtrude.

    "Then it''s not an alliance."

    "In my hometown, an army of allies is stationed."

    "Isn''t that subordination, not alliance?

    "No more, I shouldn''t"

    Suddenly, Yut turned true.

    Valtrude doesn''t know what to do. But if Yut says so, that''s the right thing to do. The stay was only for a few years, but it seemed to be a fairly advanced world, and I guess there are things I can''t imagine.

    "Well, actually, the problem is, you can''t have one of us in the air garden all the time, and it''s just going around the back after you let me know about it in Message."

    It was best to have a guardian, says Yut.

    "I guess that''s true..."

    Leaks a small dissatisfaction as she sits holding her knees on the bed.

    That slightly-lipped look shot Yut''s heart out beautifully, but Valtrude doesn''t notice. I can''t tell you anything about Yut.

    "Isn''t that a little unethical?

    "... hey, I don''t know about that"

    Yut''s careless reply, which was viewed by Valtrude.

    But immediately rebuild your thoughts and posture and continue your words.

    "Something, Parra Vento was happy with. I guess I missed you alone."

    "Then more and more, could someone have put it down...?

    Nor would Red Fire Dragon Parra Vent dream of being sympathetic to her by her allies.

    "I don''t know when they''re coming. I''d also like to have them stationed there waiting for the enemy. I don''t know what kind of danger you''re in."

    If it is the escape destination for Larsia, who stepped on the tail of Ritna and Elizabeth, it may be.

    That''s what I thought Yut, but Perla Vent should also have the right to choose.

    "I didn''t make a golem to make it easier. Golem is the best match, and it''s easier."

    "... well. Let''s just say I think so."

    Valtrude accepts Yut''s words with a smile like a blossoming flower.

    It may not be the best, but it is definitely the second best. More than that, it just makes me selfish.

    "Think about it, isn''t it going to be the subject of a story, such as the dragon on the ruins and the golem that protects it"

    "Just look at the surface. Sure...... If Zhu Yan notices, it''s going to suck."

    "Hurry up, next one"

    "He doesn''t seem to like it."

    But I don''t know what you''re busy with, but if you think it''s funny. And if you come up with it, it''s the work of creativity that you have to output.

    At least, you''ll be able to please the goddess of beauty and art.

    "Well, the play''s about to be my first day, okay?"

    Acorn''s virgin work, The Princess Knight of the Diaspora and the Faithful Subordinate, hears that archery and the production of major tools and props are going well.

    It won''t get in the way, so Yut summed up the story to try to talk to me when I had the chance.

    "Oh, yeah, yeah. I''m talking about the air garden, but I can''t say we''ll never make it."

    "Really? I don''t think there are enemies like that..."

    "I''m here. For example, Jii and Ray Cruz from Vainamarinen attack us on the set."

    A confrontation that will be a reproduction of the militancy.

    Not an entirely unlikely future.

    "I see.... thats, dunno"

    "Don''t bullshit me."

    Yut lay in bed, stabbing the nail knowing it was useless to say.

    I feel like I''ve fallen asleep. Yut in this condition is warm with his body temperature rising. It was only a little shame not to hold that muck in my chest.

    "I was wondering if it would be better to do a little bit of weighing."

    King Alsace will be delighted.

    "Why is this country as combatant as a great man?"

    Valtrude and Alsace, relative to Vainamarinen and Ray Cruz.

    I guess that was a future forecast that I didn''t want to think deeply about.

    Yut meditates his eyes and opens his mouth again.

    Speaking of King Alsace, I have to report Val.

    You want to sleep pretty much, the words are slow.

    It was a more obscure tone than usual, but I don''t hate Valtrude.

    You can see many aspects of someone you like. Really, it''s a happy time.

    "Uhm. I can''t keep my mouth shut forever. I can''t be unfaithful. But, Yut."

    "Hmm?"

    "I will not be present in the report. I want you to take Acorn or Alcia."

    "You care about Momentum Momentum?"

    The spell of "Momentary Travel" may affect the lives you have lived in.

    The result of the commissioning was also inconceivable, and the suspicion was still not clear. Though the gods, they are not omnipotent. Especially when it comes to the transfer to Earth, I guess you really don''t get it.

    "There''s that, too, but for a while I''m on the back. Impress me that Yut has a wife besides me."

    "Val......"

    Valtrude took his gaze firmly from Yut, who opened his eyes.

    We''re all ready for consciousness.

    Not without jealousy, of course, but more than that, I want the two dear ones to taste this happiness as well.

    Valtrude was unconsciously rubbing his abdomen.

    "Speaking of which, before, did they tell you to marry each other''s children?"

    One case where Alsace, then a prince, tried to get the king''s proof and was to face the blood-sucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing.

    Not so long ago, but I feel nostalgic.

    "Something''s going to happen. What''s the matter..."

    "I don''t know if he''s a prince or a princess, but he''ll have his say"

    I''m never going to force you.

    You can say no if you like, or if you don''t want to.

    That''s my boy''s choice, too.

    Then it would be up to the parents to help.

    "If you just look like Val, you wouldn''t be saying no from the other side. Instead, there''s no element of me."

    "What about that? Sure, a strong sense of responsibility like Yut is going to be a big deal..."

    I may still feel fast, but in the near future, the future to visit.

    I thought about it, and only when, they were both falling asleep.

    The next morning, Valtrude woke up with the sunrise.

    A lifestyle that hasn''t changed since I was in the village of Ozlick, my birthplace.

    Be up-to-date, pray to God, and train.

    A new habit was recently added to the indispensable routine.

    "Hehe. Well, you''re asleep"

    Yuut sleeping happily in the bed next door - a magic fixture (magic item) that means you get double the rest, Huberd''s bed.

    I smile so happy that Yut can''t beat me as I stick my index finger to that cheek.

    If Yut sees it, he will definitely reach the realm of oblivion. At the same time, it is impossible to encounter it.

    The general sense of beauty and ugliness is not well understood by Valtrude.

    He is also indifferent to his own appearance, so much so that occasionally, he can turn his weird gaze and expression from acorns.

    Therefore, although it may differ from the reputation - in Valtrude''s eyes, Yut''s appearance was reflected in a neat and beautiful face.

    If Larsia hears, she''s going to spit sugar, but for Valtrude, that''s the truth.

    That''s not why, but I never got tired of watching it forever.

    Neither does Yut have any sign of waking up at all.

    "Every day, you must be tired"

    One end of that responsibility is undoubtedly on itself.

    I think I''m sorry, and I appreciate it.

    But I was glad to hear that.

    I have a real sense of being loved.

    When I think of it, nature and my whole body are lit by fire and my instincts as a woman are stimulated.

    As he conveyed his gratitude, Valtrude stroked Yut''s hair. The brunette with the exposed hand was addictive to do so in a prolonged manner.

    Nevertheless, we cannot do so forever.

    "Yut, get some rest"

    Speak heartfelt words and mouth lightly. If I don''t lighten it up, I might wake you up. Patience here.

    Leaving Yut with regret, he makes a great stretch.

    From now on, it''s morning training.

    You can''t be lazy.

    They tell me not to be too unscrupulous, but Valtrude didn''t really care.

    Here is the crystal Yut and I loved each other.

    How can we not be born safely?

    This is neither confidence, let alone overconfidence. Undisputed, I was sure.

 401 Martial Arts Day One of the Tabernacle Minutes Divine Bodies (Avatar)

    "So, Zeras. What are we gonna do now?

    Asked the bright blonde boy God is the Hellenonian Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine (Avatar), known as the "Everlasting Victory". Coming down to earth with the Dwarf and Blacksmith Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine (Avatar), she still holds food purchased in stalls.

    No matter how anyone sees it, they don''t look like great gods.

    At least, nowhere is the majesty that I met with Valtrude earlier.

    "It''s because of you. Even though it''s soaked in the aftertaste of sold out."

    "It will sell."

    Before the start of the game, the queue that was there had disappeared. I did it in spite of a completely different field, the ability of the knowledge gods to handle it certainly deserves praise...

    He gave the sons of men the sacred wine (nectar) they were supposed to behave like to the Yuts.

    That''s exactly, heavenly delicacies. It can''t be sold. If you attract customers and have the charisma of a minute god, you won''t have to make them.

    "But it wasn''t the two of us who made it ice."

    It''s a compliment.

    - Not to say, but don''t disparage me, the goddess of death and witchcraft Truss-Sink''s minute divine body claims in a small body.

    "I don''t care, it''s gonna start."

    "That''s right. Ducommerce is right. Like Riya, did you get an admission ticket?

    "Ha. You don''t need that."

    Zeras God, who looked like a beautiful boy, smiles refreshingly and denies the concern of Ducommerce and Hellenonian God.

    Anyway, if that''s the only way, it''s not God that seems to interrupt people''s seats. When it comes to beauty and the goddess of art, we need to sketch in the front row, so it''s inevitable.

    "Instead of Legra, I left that arena in its original form."

    "Say what, Zeras. You haven''t changed your shape."

    "Looks like we''re just looking at the outside, not yet"

    Amazing feature of projecting footage on the outside walls of the arena.

    The God of Knowledge who activated it in secret was worthy of a boy - to describe it with an old look on his face.

    And the first game that started.

    At the same time, the feast of the minute gods begins.

    Scarlet fur (morsels) were laid on the ground, and food such as sausages and various liquors sold in the stalls were arranged in the centre for the skewering of meat and fish bought in by the Hellenonian Minutes Body.

    Eating and drinking and watching matches reflected on the outside walls of the arena. I''m not sure which is the main one.

    Especially when it comes to booze - for what the gods were planning to consume - should I say that there is just less booze available on earth?

    Anyway, we''re spending only a few hours until the end of the first game.

    "No. My Larsia, I''m sorry you look so good"

    "Tyrone...... no, Ritna. When?"

    I didn''t realize who the pillars were, including the Hellenonian Minutes Divine Body, but I even attended the feast to Ritna, the Minutes Divine Body of Tyrone, the Race God of the Meadow Race (Magner).

    Plus, with a good face.

    Larsia took off all the arrows (...) to show her strength, and Exile literally kicked the rock giants (Jarloot).

    Overwhelming victory.

    But it seemed like the second half didn''t matter to Ritna, sober and thorough with her own man''s pride.

    "Sure, it''s quite skillful though"

    "Isn''t it? And then you give up the show to your friends, and it doesn''t seem like a meadow species."

    "Does the Lord say that..."

    Ducommerce, God forbid. The Zeras and Truss-Sink gods were also pushing their correspondence against the Hellenonian minute deities and feeding each other sausages.

    "Totally. In the first place, use the ground as a hourglass forever. Be conscious as a god."

    "Well, I brought the plug in too, so the details aren''t good. I want to take a break, too. It''s hard to run a bet."

    "Oh, plug in?

    Instead of the Hellenonian minute divine body, which I hear is a gamble and makes a difficult face, the Zeras divine minute divine body, which was eating amicably, breaks into conversation.

    "What kind of rare food do you have?

    "They say cheese fondue."

    "Mr. Ritna."

    "Oh, over here."

    A pot containing a magic stove (magic item) and melted cheese is brought in by the organization''s employees, and the aroma is shaken around it.

    Next, skewers and ingredients such as bread and meat were arranged.

    This is a prototype based on recipes from acorns.

    It was planned to be a new product for Crystal Iron Castle, the entertainment facility that operates it, but it was the first to be revealed here.

    I''m going to worry about the fire because I keep it on my fur, but only for this face, it would be worrying.

    "Think of something quite interesting"

    "I guess Zeras can do anything new"

    "Ladies and gentlemen, be careful because it''s hot."

    That''s how it started, Game One, Game Two.

    Yut and Alsus competed against King Eldrick and his grandson Kress, but now it was Hellenonian''s turn to be good at the Divine Body for minutes.

    "Everyone. You saw it, you heard it. It was a cry of a truly imminent heart. That''s right, Alsace. I have only given you my blessing. After all, if your heart is strong, you can''t have enough kings."

    "But it wasn''t another minute of God who blessed you."

    "It has nothing to do with it at all. But a shame. The seal of the demons (Demon Lord) would have been stronger if it had revealed its identity."

    But it wasn''t a bad idea to be a masked swordsman.

    Hiding your qualities and exchanging goodness is a gratuitous act that you do not seek in return, but therefore.

    "That''s also because my family, Heavenly Grass Brave, held Eldrick back. My family, the Heavenly Grass Brave."

    I say it proudly while claiming a family member, even to Zeras, the god of knowledge.

    The feast of the gods, which has been chaotic as early as possible.

    The program went ahead regardless of that state of affairs, and the next game. Valtrude and Jonah compete against the Archbishop of Legnam, the minute god of Legra.

    In essence, the game unfolds with Valtrude confronting Lela and Legnam.

    The special martial arts of the Orient flirted with Valtrude, and Lela, the divine divine subdivine body of power, brought it into the game.

    - But.

    "Hmm. Regra, too, I guess."

    At the end of the day, Jonah used his powers (Psyonic Power) to win by involving Valtrude.

    The earth and the atmosphere. In other words, although there was a great explosion that rocked the world, the Truss-Sink Divine Minutes Divine Body does not move one eyebrow.

    Instead, a favorite person overcame the obstacle of himself by mighty force. Regra, the kind of tone that I''m sure God should be blessing about.

    God''s spirituality is immeasurable to the destined.

    No, what''s immeasurable is the Regra God. Either way, it''s too much of a proposition for people.

    "You''re in a good mood, Helenonia."

    "Not really, man."

    The Zeras god''s share of the divine body speaks in a tone that does not correspond to the boy''s appearance, but is called "ever-winning¡± and the goddess of war denies it without smiling.

    But what gathers here is something divine, albeit minute divine.

    No one noticed the slightly loose look on Helenonia''s face, which had creased between her eyebrows since the removal of her niece (Verga).

    "Well, that being said. The winner is Larsia the Atashi."

    "The battle is the luck of time. I''m not even hanging on to life or death. It will be enough if we use up our strength."

    "That''s how I put up a line of prevention. It''s okay, it''s not like the Atashi are out there. But that''s why you don''t believe me. What do you do?

    "Tyrone says something decent."

    "Ladies and gentlemen, this is not going to happen."

    "I want you to stop because I''m going to jump on you too."

    I tell you to blur to the minute divine body of the Ducommerce God who has been silent for so long, but it doesn''t sound like the Hellenonian God and Ritna. No, Ritna will hear you, but she''s silent.

    "No matter how much you provoke, you won''t get on with it."

    "Huh. It''s boring."

    Ritna, who provoked him to put him on the bet and thought even a wave of divine sword from the wayward Hellenonian God... gives him an overtly disappointing look.

    Instead of being flat when they pointed that out, all I could say was that nothing was said from around me.

    "Well. Looks like it''s time for guests to come"

    "It''s been a while since I''ve seen him."

    A couple of gods of knowledge, death and witchcraft look up into the sky.

    At the end of that gaze emerged the silhouette of a mighty and graceful dragon.

    The venue becomes temporarily noisy with the appearance of the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento.

    "I heard you talking, but you don''t seem to be reflecting"

    Parra Vento expressed her participation in the battle for treasure.

    The desire caused him to be banished from heaven - he, I''m sure, thinks he''s left - but the principle of behavior has not changed at all.

    "Ha. I can''t do this!

    Ritna rushes to take a seat to establish the bet, but the complexion of the Zeras gods cannot be ignored.

    In human terms, yes.

    Is it like a subtle sense of distance relative being shown off somewhat tense?

    Not that I want to be supportive, but not in the mood either.

    Nothing, I don''t do anything myself, or someone tells me what to do...

    I was just embarrassed.

    There is a subtle atmosphere that is difficult to describe in words, and the dishes are left halfway and the chopsticks stop.

    For this reason, it was fortunate for the Minutemen to become Battle Royale, which also combined the Resurrection of the Loser.

    Even if the Divine Divine Minutes of Regra were to reappear, it was because we could also see Prince Cress''s growth and the onslaught of Eldrick and Ray Cruz.

    But...

    "Ray Cruz..."

    "Vainamarinen......"

    The minute divine bodies of the Hellenonian and Zeras gods call the name of the winner without even trying to hide their bitterness.

    Both, there were complicated causes.

    "I won. Well, it wasn''t decided to win."

    "If you do something bad, that elf won''t shut up."

    "That''s the realm. You can''t refuse."

    On the other hand, the advice of the Ducommerce God was apologized for by the Truss-Sink God with a serious expression.

    "Well, tomorrow. Tomorrow!"

    Zeras, the divine body makes such a bright voice.

    What do the sons of men choose and do? It is not too late for that conclusion. I''m used to watching.

    "Right. But what to do..."

    What the Hellenonian Minutes Divine is staring at is the leftovers you deserve to call after the festival.

    I''m already satisfied.

    Well, you can''t leave it. I can''t show you as a god.

    But the problem was solved unexpectedly.

    "... tired. Rice, rice..."

    A woman as tired as a ghost approaches with a bundle of paper, giving a fierce momentum to cool food and lukewarm liquor. The artist himself shortly after finishing the work.

    The leftovers were flattened by the goddess of beauty and art, and the first day ended.

 402 1. Theatre of the Beauty God

    "I don''t know, you''re nervous."

    Porsche and Akane snapped as they sank themselves onto a solo sofa.

    The time is, around noon a little. In the theatre of the god of beauty, built in Falve, the curtain of the first day was about to rise.

    "Really? I''m excited."

    "I''m not interested in the play, but I see it because it''s acorn"

    "Thank you very much for that."

    He should have been talking to himself, but he sounded solid. With embarrassment and awkwardness, Acorn''s voice was rubbing upwards. My eyes, which I always look up to, are also looking down.

    Rare and unavailable acorns.

    So I don''t realize that my fianc¨¦e (Yut) sitting next to me is being turned to curiosity.

    "I''m fine. You''ll get used to it in time. It''s a real story. I''ll tell you what I''m talking about."

    "No. Not the kind of person who would propose in front of the public."

    "Fuck. I can''t say it back. No, you''re not. From now on, Zhuyin will be one of us."

    "That''s a disgusting group..."

    Though Yut''s attempt to follow up has become a damaging development, it seems to have weaved in so far. Look at the acorn that''s back on track and nod small.

    I guess Acorn conveyed that feeling, too.

    Glad to hear it, but sorry for the inconvenience. But I knew I was happy, I turned my expression two and three times, and at the end of the day, I held my hand strong.

    "You''re easier to see than I thought."

    On the other hand, Valtrude, of his weight, does not make him feel such a fact, but rides himself out of the terrace (balcony) to watch the stage. It''s a serious act in a high-format theater, but when she does it, everything becomes a picture.

    "Yeah, right. With Val''s eyesight, you''ll be fine wherever you are."

    "Oh. But I''ve never crossed it easy to see"

    Valtrude looking back and saying the obvious.

    The balcony seats on the front of the stage may be referred to as privileged seats overlooking the entire stage. For the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who, within a few meters, can also grasp the position of an enemy made transparent by a spell, it should be no different from what he sees in the front row.

    In addition to its visibility, the warm, sumptuous interior is also luxurious yet calm. Never inferior to the VIP room in the arena of the Legra God nor to the aerial garden Rimnus.

    Acorn''s first association with the "bad politician sits down and gets assassinated during the play" situation is a lot of ruin......

    Still, the artistic value of this theatre remains unchanged.

    The more I sigh just looking at the ceiling paintings at the entrance, glittering chandeliers, and column sculptures. I''ve never been or seen it, but the theater where the Phantom took the singing princess and disappeared deep underground must be like this.

    If the roots are not themselves protagonists, such as the small citizen acorns and yuts, they should be running away saying they are out of place.

    Speaking of escaping, Exile is absent because he''s not sure about the play. It''s grand, and there''s no room for disagreement. Even Acorn felt cleanliness.

    Besides, one way or another, I''m relieved.

    I know I''m over-conscious. I know very well.

    Still, to be clear, it''s embarrassing to see everyone play their screenplay. Now that the tension has been resolved thanks to Yut, he wants to run around the area with an odd voice.

    It''s like they''re watching a scholarship with relatives. That''s uncomfortable.

    If someone understands what it''s like, it''s okay. But if someone I know sees me as a gatekeeper and even asks me that or this, I''m confident I''ll die of embarrassment.

    "Because of this, I wish I could have called my uncle and aunt"

    "Are you going to kill me? Heart? You want to heart?

    "Mr. Arcia will bring you back to life, but stop it."

    So I can''t help but feel cold about the reaction to Yut, who said, "Call my parents," etc.

    Acorn was clearly lacking in calm at this time - and I completely forgot that the thing called theatre doesn''t end in one go, but will continue to be performed for a long time if it is well received.

    "You''re burying the seats downstairs."

    "Sounds like show time."

    Today Alcia is taking off her crimson eyelids.

    Of course, to burn Acorn''s play to the eye.

    I wasn''t as inconvenient as others told me because of my crimson eyelids, but when I had this opportunity, I still honestly think it''s good to be able to see.

    Friends. No, all the more so if it''s a sunny stage for comrades.

    When I said that, I kept my mouth shut because Acorn was going to run out really odd.

    (It''s okay, it''s okay. Me, not bad)

    As time approaches, acorns become negative.

    On the verge of her feeling falling to the bottom, the theater curtain rose.

    The play Knight of the Princess of the Diaspora and a loyal squire, translated by Acorn, is a masterpiece that runs for five hours.

    Regardless, I wasn''t trying to paint a great story from the beginning. We planned to stage only the parts that hit the climax.

    However, many human beings were to be involved in "The Princess Knight of the Diaspora and the Faithful Subordinate," which became the backdrop of the theatre of the Beauty God.

    I heard that opinion, and there was also a need for political consideration, which was getting longer and longer.

    "I have an ex, so if you say that, we''re all in for a ride..."

    is the screenwriter''s comment, but at least, he seems to regret it. Whether you''re reflecting or not, it''s subtle.

    Well.

    The story begins with the encounter between Marguerite, a princess knight of the diaspora, and Lambert, a loyal squire.

    Initially, Marguerite was studying in a neighbouring country, and Lambert resisted evil government without being overwhelmed. On the contrary, he was trapped and put his hands on an innocent people, and he was obsessed with the bandits.

    I know my brother has marched against the prime minister who took over the country. No, Marguerite on her way home. Along the way, Lambail hits Marguerite - but he defeats it hard.

    The sword trident was brilliant, so much so that Valtrude was impressed. Here, I totally grabbed the audience''s heart.

    At the end of his presence, Marguerite persuades Lambail to serve herself.

    "Why don''t you kill me"

    "You must have done evil. But it hasn''t fallen to evil yet."

    "How could that happen..."

    "Look me in the eye and you''ll see."

    Yut looked into Acorn''s eyes unexpectedly.

    Acorn turned away.

    The awareness that it is an embarrassing dialogue naturally also lies in acorns. But it was strangely good to take it.

    That''s not only for the downstairs audience, but also for Valtrude and Alcia, who just nod to say yeah, naturally.

    In the Brewers, this is the standard.

    Thus, Lambail swore allegiance to Marguerite.

    The chief performs the sight of Marguerite''s brother, Prince Morodor - the equivalent of the Yuan Asking Dynasty.

    At this time, is it at least the screenwriter''s will that the gentle worded and touched Marguerite could not see Prince Morodor''s eyes and foresee a later disaster¡­?

    Chancellor Calvin, who holds a young queen who hits Morodor and Marguerite''s niece and behaves as he wishes as a foreign relative.

    He poisoned the former king Milquin, who was his son-in-law, and the brothers and sisters of the disturbed former king dressed in wet clothes and disposed of him.

    The only survivors were Marguerite, who was out of the country, and Morodor, who was hidden by leading nobles on the border.

    Those two finally do the marching.

    Even so, Morodor is too busy consolidating the ground to leave the grounds. It was Marguerite who became the general.

    From here, the legend of the princess knight begins.

    The army of the Chancellor, the first to intercept the Marguerite army, was several times more powerful.

    On the eve of the showdown, a goddess stands on Marguerite''s dream pillow.

    "You can''t win this fight. In such a battle, Marguerite. It''s a loss to have your life and dignity scattered."

    Yes, the goddess recommended the escape.

    "My name is Luck of Time. If you want to give up without crossing spears, it''s better to drop this neck yourself."

    But Marguerite doesn''t flinch.

    Lighting a flame of justice in his eyes, he stares from the front at the goddess - which, due to various circumstances, avoids a clear word.

    "Great. Then let''s try our luck."

    The goddess disappeared and a gust of wind blew into the position.

    There is a breeze similar to the roar of a dragon.

    At this time, the Marguerite army was commanded by Lambail and quickly laid a vigilance against night raids.

    On the other hand, the Chancellor''s army escaped, greatly disrupting the calculations as to whether it was a raid by a dragon.

    Thus, the Marguerite army began a fast-forward march that far exceeded the expectations and expectations of his brother Morodore.

    Marguerite and Lambail prayed to God for shelter for the army of the Chancellor, who arranged it to block the canyon leading to the King''s Capital, when the cavalry under his command grew wings and ran down to literally fly down the steep slopes to strike a heavy blow.

    In the battle at sea, Marguerite''s help to the family of God of the sea gave him protection, and Marguerite''s army, which gained wind and tide, prevailed greatly.

    I know he also uses spells, but he did a great job with the main tools and props, creating the illusion that he was actually on the battlefield.

    Orchestras placed on the orchestra pit also play a role in boosting intensity.

    "God, isn''t that too much to ask?

    "Me too, I thought so..."

    Anyway, it is the real world of the gods.

    Being under the protection of that God is an indescribable collateral of persuasion and justification.

    Marguerite, so much named, but after discussing the prime minister, he was chased from the jealousy and suspicion of his brother, who became king. He painstakingly escaped the King''s Capital with a nearby knight and was on his way to a neighboring country where he spent his childhood, but is hung for interrogation in a border fortress.

    "You''re too weak, but you''re going to take extra time!

    "Forgive me. Forgive me."

    Lambail brings tears to bear and strikes down a master who is more important than life.

    Marguerite who thinks of its spiciness and weeps with heartache.

    And the general, the commander of the fortress, also touched upon the enthusiasm of his subordinates and struck and trembled.

    The audience felt.

    Lambail loyalty.

    Marguerite''s love.

    Anger at Morodor.

    The stars also have blurred boundaries between themselves and their roles.

    That''s when the miracle happened.

    The surroundings, the world changes. From the theatre of the god of beauty to the fortress of the border.

    What was becoming Marguerite and watching the play, what was weeping as Lambail, the Inquisitor of the Castle Fortress, the Guards around him, watching the play from each point of view. No, you can say you''re in.

    The star and the audience hedge are not gone. The hedge of reality and fiction is gone. The scene floated to the blind, and words were passed on to those who lost their sound.

    Scripts, performances, acts, music. And the high emotions of the audience. When all elements of theatre merge in high dimensions, this theatre is complete.

    Since then, a number of troupes, playwrights, will be challenged to perform this miracle, but the success rate was said to have been less than 10%.

 403 2. Reporting on Earth (Previous)

    "Earth... I miss everything..."

    "I''m sorry I''m soaking, but let''s just take off my shoes and move"

    The day after the fall of the theatre of the god of beauty took place.

    Acorn returned to his homeland, the Blue Planet, with Yut.

    "What. You''re not a good friend."

    "If you stick with the story, Zhu Yan will die."

    "It''s okay. Because it''s a misdiagnosis."

    It was an acorn that I would give back so lightly, but I can''t deny that it lacks vitality.

    Anyway, don''t be afraid of misunderstandings, because she''s a fugitive now.

    Yuut''s room, which serves as an entrance and exit connecting the Brewers to the Earth.

    Vinyl sheets are laid on the floor at all times, taking care not to leave any dirt or scratches in or out of objects or people. As a result, you can''t even leave the room to not take off your shoes.

    It''s just that Yut and Akane are back this time. The transaction takes place when you return.

    "Besides, I have to apologize to my uncle and Haruko"

    "Well, yeah."

    There were plans for Yut to return home to report the child. Valtrude wanted to come too, but he left a message with safety precautions.

    For that reason, there were no plans for Acorn to come, and in the first place, it was not in such a hurry.

    The reason for the premature appointment is due to the miracle (...) that occurred in the fall of the theatre of the Beauty God.

    It''s good that the first day of the curtain came down with a big banquet, but it goes without saying that the audience captivated even the stars and the backside with an uncomparable intensity such as the movie''s 3D and 4D screenings.

    Acorn had to flinch in a huge echo he hadn''t imagined.

    The second and third offerings.

    A plea from the Temple of Riya, wanting to give the honorary bishop his rank.

    Besides, there will definitely be a screening of the play from Eudit.

    To this extent, it was still bearable.

    However, Valtroude even grated Arsia with a fierce award, which led to a look of respect, and the acorn tolerances were exceeded.

    There was nothing more difficult to handle than someone I knew who would question me innocently.

    "It''s not that big of a deal. It''s Pacri. Besides, it wasn''t me at the theater."

    That''s an excuse, but I can''t get it to work at all.

    On the contrary, the beginning and end of what happens after Marguerite and Lambail shine their eyes and be heard.

    Immediately to the Dictionary, a subordinate will die an unemployed death.

    Exactly that means I ended up right through the border fortress, which, on the contrary, seems to have given me hope.

    I can''t tell you.

    There''s no way I can say "we''re both going to die," etc., to Valtrude, who shines his eyes like a child, or to Arsia, who smiles that I might take the orphans rescued from the Diocese of Murgush to the theater.

    Therefore, Acorn fled. Until you bring Yut''s plans forward, to another world.

    While I''m gone, Regina or Kagra. Without even knowing that Petra will see The Princess Knight and Faithful Subordinate of the Diaspora.

    Yut, who is somewhat under circumstance, says nothing.

    That''s what made Acorn happy.

    "Zhuyin, let''s go first"

    When the yut opened the door to the room, a dog sitting properly in the hallway was waiting for him.

    I''ve been back a few times, so there''s nothing I can yell at. But he''s probably waving his tail in the sitting position to express his joy.

    The cuteness was enough to blow Yut''s reason.

    "Colo. Long time no see."

    "Kum."

    A colo rubs his face against the hand offered by Yut, expressing his dear love. The tail, already, seems to be ripped off.

    Sounds like it says on my face that the rapport stays broken and my kid is really cute.

    "Colo. Next time, you''re gonna have my baby. Stay close to me."

    "Wow."

    "Ooh. Oh, my God. Looking forward to it now. Let''s go for a walk together."

    "Brave man, are you stupid? Are you a parent idiot already? Or before your uncle or aunt, report it to Colo."

    It''s hard to imagine him stroking a dog that exposes his stomach defenselessly from his regular yut.

    Akane accidentally held her forehead, but at the same time, her depression was blowing away somewhere.

    That night.

    My parents came home after 19: 00. Even so, I emailed you when we arrived on Earth, so it was faster.

    By then, Yut had taken care of Colo''s walk and other things, and Acorn and I went shopping out and finished preparing dinner. Unfortunately, Akane''s parents were absent accompanied by her father''s loyalist on a doctor, Kyoko''s trip to Kyoto.

    But Acorn doesn''t care at all.

    "Pressure cooker, yes! Microwave Convenient! There''s water coming out of the tap!

    I was too busy impressing with the Japanese kitchen that I had been using for a long time, and it wasn''t. Yut is secretly determined to do something about it, even in the Brewers.

    Thus the acorn created a carpaccio of sea bream on a beef stew. Crab cream croquettes and other products. I find it hard from Yut, but Akane herself seemed to enjoy cooking as much as she liked.

    In front of such food and my parents back home, Yut is a face of tension.

    I never started reporting my intentions so that the hot air menu wouldn''t cool down.

    "During my time with Val, I had a child. They say it''s about two to three months."

    Sitting alongside Akane at a dining table for four, on the front is my father''s courtesy and my mother Haruko.

    "Right..."

    The father just snapped a word.

    He does not change his expression in any way, sips the wine poured into the glass, then stares at Yut in silence.

    Looking more nervous than the defendant to be sentenced, Yut waited for the words to follow.

    But at the time you admitted to marriage, you knew this would happen in the future. Then you won''t be angry. Or do they think it''s too soon?

    Nervous, Yut can''t see his father''s eyes. Take your gaze off and stare over the table.

    I regret that I should have even held him in a colo if this were the case, but my dog, satisfied with having him play for a long time, is shaved tired and asleep.

    Acorn stared from the side at Yut like that.

    I don''t know how you feel. But from the outside, I''m too worried.

    Because it''s obviously at a level where family members and close colleagues can tell - that I''m laughing - that I''ve heard a report from a young head about a relationship such as the boss.

    "Don''t keep your mouth shut because I''m happy."

    "... um"

    "Look, Yu-chan''s nervous with her neck shrunk."

    "That''s what I''m saying..."

    Yut looked terrified.

    Assuming we''re sure of what we''re talking about, at least, it doesn''t seem to piss us off.

    "If you didn''t have a child before marriage, it wasn''t like a brave man made a child in a half-state. As a parent, I''d like to do one of my sermons... but I wouldn''t be able to."

    I realized I was just thinking about myself, and Yut got embarrassed. Even my father should have a lot to think about.

    "Besides, even if they say I''ve got a grandson. I don''t know what to look like."

    "I wonder if variations in facial expressions exist enough to bother my father."

    "Not at all...... Well done."

    That''s all Kirizo put into words.

    Tapping Yut''s shoulder hard, he put his arms together and shut up against him. A lot, I guess I have something to think about.

    It''s not rap, but it''s my father who says what I need to do.

    Yut did not dare to ask, but relieved the tension.

    "I''m glad to be a grandfather, but it''s complicated to think I''m not that old yet."

    "Well, you know what I mean."

    "Absolutely. You know, it''s cute."

    "As always, if there''s a gap, you''ll curl it ~"

    Acorn laughs bitterly when it''s very different from home.

    In the Miki family, there is no cursing.

    If anything, express your emotions with words or deeds straight.

    I mean, I whisper love before my daughter, but I don''t mind, until I kiss her. As a high school girl in adolescence, I don''t have to wonder how it is. Well, when it comes to high school girls, it comes down to their heads.

    "But I do think it would be too soon to say it''s too soon,"

    "Oh no, Zhu Yin. If you''re going to give birth, you better hurry. Because that''s what happens to the human body."

    "Oh, haha"

    I''ve come to put pressure on this one.

    Acorn laughs over the feint attack.

    "Because there''s order, timing,"

    "I hope so. I''ve decided to live for my grandchildren for the rest of my life."

    "Isn''t it too soon?

    Haruko is young, very, I don''t think of him as a mother with a high school son.

    If the word "afterlife" popped up from such a future mother-in-law, you wouldn''t have to be surprised if it wasn''t acorns.

    "Right. Not yet, before I was born."

    "No, not that way..."

    But I haven''t heard anything from Akane. The strength around here is age-appropriate.

    "Yu. It''s going to be tough."

    "I can''t say I understand, but I''m ready... I''m going"

    "First of all, it''s natural that it''s not the way it''s always been. Give Mr. Valtrude your full support. I can''t help but be anxious. In that case, Yu-chan will support you. It''s a woman''s job to give birth to, but it''s a man''s job to assist with it. Then..."

    "That''s about it."

    "Oh, my God."

    Ugh, laugh and see my deceptive mother, and Yut looks back at us.

    (I need to make sure it doesn''t float too much. Yeah)

    Look at the way people behave, and shake me back.

    The old man said not to say good things, and Yut was smugly impressed.

 404 3. Reporting on Earth (after)

    However, it was raining.

    Water droplets on the windowsill flow down and draw lines.

    Yut waited for people as he watched the sight through the window.

    It''s been a long time since I''ve been in a fast food store. Music I don''t know the name of the song, but not uncomfortable to the extent that it doesn''t interfere with my thinking. Because of the weather, because of the time slot, the only other guests are counting.

    One of them, Yut, sneaks a spell document into a slightly larger bag and pushes in an infinitely stored bag as well, but it only looked like a student everywhere. The outfit is also a ruffled, easy-to-move outfit: khaki-colored cargo pants on a tweed down shirt instead of the usual robe.

    You can''t even imagine being a magician (wizard) in another world.

    (Well, if I told you I was going back to the other world, that would be sick...)

    Take a sip of the nearly chilled coffee. Unexpectedly look at the tannins. There would be preference issues, but it was more of an instant where the cagra would brew.

    Nevertheless, it must be coffee. After another sip, Yut moves his gaze outside again.

    From the window seat upstairs, I could see the umbrella opening like a flower and the car running unchanged even in the rain. A common everyday landscape. But none of them, sights not seen in the Brewers.

    (If I say I miss it, I miss it...)

    It''s been a long time since I''ve spent so much time alone in Japan. When I first came back, anti-monster measures that came across the border. After that, I only remember trading and keeping busy with someone.

    Though, the time I wanted, I felt different about that, too.

    Air-conditioned indoor.

    Ice floating drink.

    It''s junk food that looks bad for your body, but fries that somehow carry it in your mouth.

    Everyday on Earth, extraordinary on the Brewers.

    I don''t even have to think about which is more comfortable.

    Nevertheless, even before these symbols of civilization, Yut had no more than a feeling of nostalgia. It''s not worth it for Valtrude to put Arcia on the scale with the world we''re all in.

    Do you mean the capital if you live there?

    Or because over there, you got something better than that?

    Well, it''s not bad for the occasional spending.

    "Are you alone?

    "Oh. They shook me."

    Without even looking back, Yut replied to the ponytail girl.

    A remarkable response, indeed.

    My real name doesn''t commit the kind of foolishness that I take from the front, but I sit next to Yuut silently putting the tray down.

    "It''s rare for a player''s sempai."

    "There''s something more important than me."

    That''s not what Acorn actually said, but like shaking something off - or, as it was possessed - childhood friends watching cartoons and movies stored on the recorder, even though they were fianc¨¦es, had nothing else to relax about.

    I don''t care how you look at it from anywhere, it''s nothing but escape, but sometimes I think it''s escape. In a few moments, he''ll get back to his usual condition.

    It should be.

    "Don''t dictate to me just because you''ve been shaken"

    "No, it''s not"

    "¡­ is that an immediate answer? That hurts."

    "If you do that, I''ll get hurt, too. In a physical sense."

    "Then it would be more efficient for me to get hurt alone"

    Generally unconvincing logic, but the real name gained a spear with it. Although it is a unique thought, there is no breakdown of logic for her.

    It might have been different if there had been an intelligent body makina born in a tablet instead of a spell document, but the fact that it has eyes is turning it off.

    Even if you didn''t have eyes, your real name wouldn''t want Makina to talk to you.

    "Long time no see, Sempai"

    "Oh. You look better there, more importantly. Sorry about the unscheduled call."

    "I don''t mind that..."

    "Can''t hide the existence of the many gates, the Infinite Portal?

    "Yep..."

    Even though it is thin on Earth, magic exists, and there is an organization that studies and manages mysteries.

    The first-degree magic instructor of the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) is Makoto Qino. There was no particular contact during school, but a girl attending the same high school as Yut and Akane.

    The first contact with Yut, who came back like an accident, puts him in a position like an intermediary in the organization.

    "Then I''ll be fine. Upstairs, I don''t mind telling you."

    "... okay?

    Dimensional travel through the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash is limited to about once every month to two months for a few hours.

    That also had the advantage of being easy to grasp for the Hyung-chul Conference.

    However, the frequency of dimensional travel using multiple gates varies from two to three days. The shorter time that the gates can be opened also has the disadvantage of making it difficult to grasp actions on the other side of the world as a Hyun-chul meeting.

    I kept it a secret that I only had to be extra vigilant...

    "Keeping it hidden is the limit, isn''t it?

    "That''s right...... What''s in the back?

    A true name that turns a swordswallowing glance at Yut as he turns his potatoes upset and wipes his salty fingertips with paper napkins.

    I trust you, but I don''t trust you. Those were my eyes.

    For Yuut, who is often given full confidence in the Brewers, it''s a pleasant attitude on the contrary. I just didn''t realize that was close to how Vainamarinen feels about Yut.

    "I had a child"

    "... ha. Are you with Mr. Valtrude?

    "Of course."

    "Congratulations."

    Rotate the chair around and say as your real name bows its head. Ponytail danced well as if expressing his feelings.

    Congratulations.

    Even for my real name, it''s the first time I''ve ever had a child in a friend - too thick a relationship to describe as someone I know. General questions come to mind, such as what to do to celebrate. Wrapping cash doesn''t seem to have any use for it, but something useful doesn''t come up aggressively.

    "''Cause, yeah. Are you a child!?"

    Finally, the brains of my real name came to the gravity of the problem.

    Earthlings and children of otherworlds.

    For all we know, the first mixed blood.

    How shocked will the Hyun-chul meeting be in this big news. How much confusion.

    I don''t even want to imagine.

    "Calm down."

    "It''s a sudden visit, so I thought there was something..."

    "I can''t help it all. Because it''s a natural dish."

    "Please be a little worse. How hard does Sempai feel if he puts me through this!

    I know you have eyes.

    Still, without screaming, I couldn''t stay.

    Let it not be the totality of the organization, it is visible that once Yut and Valtrude have their children, there will be a meeting to see if they can get just one piece of hair.

    At the end of the line is the plank.

    "Well, but that would be good if Sempai was happy..."

    "I''m sorry. Thanks."

    Hmm, exhale and your real name regains its calm. The voice is also smaller than it was earlier.

    And I finally realized Yut''s intentions.

    "I see. Are you going to hide that news"

    "That''s not what happened at many gates, is it?

    "Yep. That''s for sure"

    I agree with Yut, my real name is Drink orange juice.

    The ice was melting and thinning, but the sweetness seemed to stain my brain.

    "And then my parents are going to move over there, so they want me to follow them around,"

    Relatives will have no choice but to delude themselves into moving abroad, but neither will they go to the administration.

    Whatever the reality, it''s the same as going missing. There, I had to rely on the Hyun-chul meeting.

    "How much of a problem do you intend to overlap¡­"

    "Because it''s the parents'' hope. Besides, it''s easier to protect you if you come that way."

    "When it comes to Sempai''s parents, we take the greatest care of them."

    Yut feels the need to follow up on his true name, which he says is out-of-heart.

    Neither does Yut trust his real name and the Hyun-chul meeting. Otherwise, I wouldn''t have left my family on Earth before.

    I choose the words, sipping the coffee I have less left.

    "I know. Right. Correct it as more reassuring."

    "Whatever, I''ll tell you up there..."

    The real name I grew up in at the Sage Council facility is the only thing I can imagine is the love of my parents.

    So, for the sake of my son - not so much for my grandson - I don''t understand Yut''s parents'' feelings about abandoning their comfortable lives lightly.

    Is a parent something you can sacrifice yourself to that extent?

    Or are Yut''s parents special?

    But I threw away the thought that my real name was noise. I don''t need it for work.

    "So you''re selling us that apartment, right?

    "Are you there? Neighbor - if it''s not Zhuyin''s house, you''re buying it away, aren''t you?

    "It''s not just next door. Top, bottom, diagonal."

    "That''s great."

    At this point, I can''t say anything.

    I have my parents'' opinions, and I have attachments because it''s a house where I was born and raised. I also feel a little lonely putting it in someone else''s hands.

    "Right. Let''s pack it up around here."

    "Right. First of all, I wonder if our parents can quit their jobs properly."

    Regardless of the law, I don''t think my father in particular would quit without a proper handover. In fact, there is no prospect of being three months or six months ahead.

    "If possible, I''d like to interact directly with Sempai''s father and mother."

    "... for now, if it''s just documents"

    "It helps."

    We then had a few practical stories and were finally able to be on a topic where we thought our real name was the real deal.

    "Yes, yes. Here''s a list of books you''ll be given."

    Knowledge made on the pedestal of God. Library of God.

    The book of the otherworlds that will be the highlight of this was that of the Knowledge God, the man, and Nice, the black witch of the scribe, who was waiting for him.

    "Classical literature, classics, natural sciences, old medical books. I don''t know about this."

    "I guess it''s reasonable. From what I can tell, it just feels classic and stubborn, but otherwise, it doesn''t make sense."

    From what I''ve seen the list all the time, I can see that it is seriously carefully selected. At least, I''m pretty sure it''s not about collecting old books for sale.

    "Is there anything else, like a request?

    "Right..."

    Move your gaze outside the window and think.

    Zeras God or Nice will be happy with anything. So is Vainamarinen.

    I mean, wouldn''t a book be required that I could understand even if it wasn''t that kind of insane race?

    "I mean art books, what is it? How about a collection of world famous pictures?

    "I see, that''s a picture, not a letter. It may also be a good drawing for children."

    Because this is my first cultural exchange, my real name reflects that I may have become too hard.

    "Well, maybe it would be best if you wrote a book about our culture and history over there."

    "Please stop. The organization will no longer stand."

    First, we need a meeting to select a writer - a meeting to determine attendees for.

    It is easy to imagine that even after a decision has been made by the writer, it will be extraordinary for a meeting to determine the content, for a meeting to scrutinize the manuscript.

    And this is the most important thing, but it''s more obvious than seeing fire that the more great people want to get involved in that book.

    "Sempai, don''t do too much heavy shock over here,"

    "I''m going to have a normal time..."

    "First, let''s change that perception. If I''m bad, I''ll have to run away from you, too."

    "I''m fine. I have room for extra."

    So cheap and laughing yuuto, his real name stares sharply at him.

    But that doesn''t last long either. My real name opens its mouth as I straw around the orange juice with all the more water.

    "Well, if so, I''ll take care of you"

    I thought it was a joke.

    At this time, not yet.

 405 4. Country History: Rotosilt Kingdom

    In the end, the return of Yut and Akane ended in two days.

    Being able to come and go at shorter intervals and having children with people from different worlds. And while you throw a big ripple that you hope to migrate, you don''t even have to be sure of that reaction.

    It seems irresponsible, but there''s no way the organization''s response can be decided in a day or two anyway.

    An early return in that situation would also pose as trusting the other person.

    ¡­ is generally only in front of the building.

    "Me, full resurrection"

    "I''ve never seen a man purposefully proclaim before."

    The main reason was that Acorn, who was pulling back, finally regained herself and wanted to go home before face-to-face with her parents, who were on a business trip.

    "Something that''s that parent, definitely said, ''I''m late, but when are you going to have a baby?'' Or something that must come to you asking about sexual harassment."

    "Ah. Don''t let that come to your attention"

    When she is a mother and child who really doesn''t hesitate, Yut takes a long look.

    It''s a delicate place to describe it as friendly. All I can say for sure is that the shadow of Akane''s father, a loyal man, sandwiched by such a wife and daughter, is thin.

    But I didn''t have time to slow down when I got back to Falve.

    He was supposed to visit a number of countries to convey his appreciation for Valtrude''s pregnancy and his participation in the militancy.

    The journey is to be accompanied by Acorn in order to be known as Yut''s wife.

    Alcia is in the same position, but she stays in Falv because she has something to do. There is also the physical control of Valtrude, and Yut accepts that.

    By the way, even though I asked what it was to do, I just smiled meaningfully and didn''t answer.

    "By the way, you''re going to vacate Farv quite a bit, but are you okay?

    "I can go back to work on Moment Travel (Teleport)..."

    "Ah, yes. Yes, you did."

    Although there was an exchange, it is not certain that the first place to visit was Sejour, the king''s capital of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    He was invited to the king''s private room and was to come to a two-to-two meeting with King Alsace and Queen Eudit.

    Aside from the Kingsamurai and the Chancellor, a completely private space where you can''t even get an escort into your room. It''s an outfit that shows how much the King and his wife trust Yut and hence the Marquis Istas family.

    "Before this, say thank you for having a great time"

    "No, this one was very helpful"

    Yut bows his head as brilliantly to Alsace, who has sunk himself into a leathery sofa and cut out so.

    By all means, what Alsace is talking about is militancy? Or are you talking to Perla Vento?

    In either case, it was convenient for the words of gratitude to remain the same.

    "Mr. Acorn, I''ve heard rumors."

    "Oh, Vermilio''s opening a shop in the King''s Capital as well."

    "No, I''m not."

    Meanwhile, before Eudit''s innocent smile, Acorn was forced to sink.

    Of course, what the queen is saying is one thing at the theater of the gods of beauty.

    "Why didn''t you invite me?

    "No, I didn''t expect that to happen to me either..."

    I had no other intention of not calling Eudit just because I didn''t think it was an event that far. Yut told me that Eudit could also be pregnant, so the choice itself did not exist from the start.

    But now that I''m calm, I''m starting to feel like I''d say surprisingly pushy she should stage the source story that she liked when she read it on the computer.

    We have to avoid that.

    There is no certainty, but isn''t it going to be a big deal?

    "I''ll definitely be there soon."

    "No, that''s... I mean, what''s your reputation?

    A rare acorn is pushed, enveloping the king''s private room with an air that is difficult to say soothing.

    I know it''s a calm but luxurious room, but I''m not so impressed with the aerial garden Limnus because it borders on the theatre of the god of beauty and the beauty outside the standards.

    From the point of view of not having to be nervous, should it be welcomed?

    "So, here''s what I asked you about today."

    It''s not like saving Acorn''s predicament...... but doing this is unlikely to get him down to business forever. As a result, I cut the conversation slightly forcefully.

    Actually, Val and I had a baby.

    "Ho."

    "Well."

    The King and his wife express surprise in short words.

    But the face was overflowing with joy.

    "Dear Alsace,"

    "Mm-hmm. You said it first."

    "Well, still..."

    "Oh. That''s what this one''s about,"

    Alsace says as he flirts.

    Eudit smiles happily and cheeks on Alsace''s shoulder.

    "But right. Is that what you mean..."

    With such a shoulder of Eudit, Alsace captured exactly what Acorn meant to accompany him.

    Originally, I have received reports that Akane is also engaged, but it must mean that it is a relationship that has gone a step further.

    This information comes from the King to the Chancellor. And it should diffuse from the prime minister to the nobles and restrain Valtrude''s move to push his concubine to Yut during his pregnancy.

    "I don''t know if it''s going to be a second lady or a third, but I''d welcome it a lot"

    "Thank you. But something more than a king, I''m sorry."

    "Something wrong?

    Eudit reacted instantly to Yut''s casual remarks. Even more agile than Larsia in battle.

    "There is no annihilation. Nothing''s wrong."

    Why not marry a side chamber because it doesn''t dress up to have more wives than kings even though they are subordinates.

    Words that can also be interpreted are nothing but apathy.

    When he steps on the tiger''s tail in jeopardy, Yut bows his head and apologizes.

    "Hey, brave man"

    Acorn, who doesn''t know what Eudit has done to maintain his position while Alsace is missing, laughs that he''s not exaggerating, but not the other way around from Yut.

    "I''m glad you understand."

    "Coupled circles are the cornerstone of the nation. Yeah."

    "Well, it''s time to get to the bottom of this..."

    "You mean getting kids engaged?

    Alsace changes the subject. No, no, I''m happy to get on with it, Yuut.

    "That''s not all."

    Based on that rhetoric, the engagement seems to be a matter of decision.

    As I''ve talked to Valtrude before, it''s up to the kids, and it''s over a decade away in the first place. That''s good because it doesn''t presuppose dissolution, but you won''t even have to be so serious.

    But Yut twists his neck wondering if anything else would have happened. And there''s no way Acorn can answer a problem that Yut doesn''t understand.

    To the visitors who come up with question marks, Alsace said with the same anxiety as asking for ale in a liquor store.

    As for the Marquis of Istas.

    "... there is only one lord above"

    "Mm-hmm. Unfortunately, the Duke''s family recently cut one off."

    The family of the Duke of Malvato, who had blood ties to the royal family, was overthrown during the reign of King Alsace.

    They were being taken over by spies of the Verga Empire. I understand you can''t leave me.

    "Be the next king''s cousin or daughter-in-law. You''d need foiling, wouldn''t you?

    "No, even if they say so..."

    From Count Istas to Marquis, not so long has passed. And yet, now the Duke of Istas.

    You can describe it as superior to the rank minister.

    The question is, is the parties not aware of its value?

    I intend to have a lot of loyalty, but the majority of it is directed at Alsace individuals. Just because you''ve been elevated, you can''t be grateful.

    "By the way, how does it change when you''re a duke"

    Raise your hands small, and Akane throws the question.

    That''s where Yut only grasps it in disgust too......

    "Well, there''s a lot going on... It doesn''t really matter to Lord Valtrude, who rarely shows his face in court."

    Rubbing his jaw, Alsace answers with a bitter smile.

    I can give the royal palace a room. It is handled at the highest level during rituals. The Mansion is given to the King''s Capital. It is given an important position - such as the position of general -.

    There are various perks, but they are drawn to the territory - they look like - and Valtrude doesn''t make much sense.

    Responses from other nobles will change, but the treatment of swelling will remain the same. Drawing even the baron of gastronomy, it is also possible that it is thought to be a demonic realm.

    "Oh, my God, Val is"

    "Even Zhu Yan might come out as a knight."

    I said, "Even the brave ones."

    Let''s not talk about this.

    The two childhood friends meet eye to eye to consent, and Yut exhales deeply.

    (Rather, I wonder if it would be of great benefit to His Majesty)

    Alsace, who has just ceded the throne, has no solid foundation in the country.

    The disturbances associated with the reign allowed the nobility of the opposition to be eliminated, but filled with the management of the increased direct jurisdiction for that matter. It was also for this reason that I was passive about intervening in the confused Verga Empire.

    But having the Istas Marquis family marquised to the Duke and entering into kinship is tantamount to gaining the back shield of Valtrude and others.

    Only a dreamer or a bearer of a desire for ruin would want to turn the two firmly linked to their enemies. Regardless, this can also be a restraint outside the country.

    "Oh. Of course, let''s make an increase"

    It''s about the Rock Giant Autonomous Region.

    Around the castle of the Black Demon, which was nominally under the direct authority of the royal family but largely abandoned. There, the plan to emigrate the rock giants who would follow the Exile who became the Great Patriarch had already been explained.

    Nevertheless, when it comes to increase, there is little fruit in it. Rather, it would be negative for maintenance and development.

    But this is more of a story.

    Not once has it become black, if only purely for the part of territorial management. Perhaps this trend will remain unchanged after ten years.

    "In the meantime, I''ll tell him..."

    "Uhm. Nice to meet you"

    It''s not the kind of thing you can refuse, and, rather, it might be easier to accommodate it if it gets great.

    It''s the way it''s always been, and I don''t care how much you spend if you''re a vain name. It is in our interest that the kingship of Alsace is strengthened.

    "I look forward to the ceremony."

    Seems like fun to be able to flirt with Yut.

    Your son Alsace''s mouth is happily broken.

    "But you know what?"

    "What''s wrong?

    Acorn opens his mouth as he glances at his lips with his index finger.

    "Wouldn''t it be a lot worse if the king and the Duke went on an adventure together and fought? Slashing Edo?

    "Rather, what about being a parent and going on an adventure"

    Too obvious, an allegation no one spoke of.

    "I won for what..."

    Eudit stared at Alsace, stunned to hear it, with a smile such as the Mother of Mercy herself.

 406 5. Country History: Chronica Divine Kingdom

    "It''s good to see you both again."

    "I''m sorry I couldn''t help you when we were at the militant party."

    "There is no annihilation. For Acorn, you''ve done very well."

    Seneca II, the Divine King of the Kingdom of the Chronica, speaks with a glowing look like a flower in the sun.

    Yut took her little hand as the hammer waved and only heard the sound of sharpening the stone.

    The place where the Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage) and the Divine King reunited is a rushing workplace, and in the background the Dwarves continue to carve stone statues indifferently.

    I am not saying that it is not appropriate for the messenger of a friendly country and the king of God to face each other, but it is definitely unusual.

    But Yut can''t afford to look that way.

    He was innocently turned dear by the highest authority in his neighboring country and had difficulty in delivering the upset inside.

    "It''s late, but let me celebrate the victory of the militia. Now I remember, it''s a roll."

    "Thank you"

    "And then you get married again."

    "Forget that one, if you can"

    "Terrible. It''s a wonderful sight to be told to the last generation."

    I guess you''re remembering Yut''s proposal and Valtrude who took it and jumped into his chest.

    Seneca II gives a lukewarm look with her hands on her cheeks.

    A trick I don''t think of as a beautiful but majestic god king. When I first met him, the mystery faded and Yut couldn''t tell if it was a good thing that he was getting more friendly.

    If you skip the position, spend days of adventure together in the heavens, while accomplishing an exploratory row (quest) from Fermina, the Sun God. You can call it companionship.

    Sometimes it must have been too exciting and fascinating for Seneca II, whose adventure had always been cherished in the temple of the Sun God.

    For this reason, I also think it is natural for Yut to be somewhat close to the distance.

    But forgiveness is only somewhat. Not that I''m not happy, but it also seemed like they were too nostalgic. Speaking of what I''ve done to her, it''s about promoting adventurer education, all the more so because it''s never the kind of thing that pleases me.

    Yut himself, he has a wife.

    We must be careful not to mislead. Especially while the Protector''s Cathedral Knight (Paladin) is blinding behind Seneca II.

    But naive and innocent God the King doesn''t seem to care about the subtleties around him. He smiles at all costs and expresses the joy of reunion by making his long hair dance to the barrel.

    And that was the same for acorns.

    "Dear Acorn, thank you very much."

    "I''m like an extra brave man. Never mind."

    Acorn to say for real, not social dictionary.

    Apparently, he realized his own traits, which would be liked if he did it to an upper-class woman.

    There''s no annihilation.

    But I lost that late.

    "I know the idea of trying to have a husband is wonderful."

    "Yeah, yeah, in that system"

    "But since then, no rumors have been heard."

    "No way......"

    "We hear you''ve performed a lovely play that gives you a sense of the glory of the gods"

    "How far are rumors spreading... What? It''s also an SNS for royal nobility!?"

    Whatever the SNS is, if it''s in more than a certain position, its own network of information is what it has.

    Naturally the city of Falve itself is the focus of the surrounding attention, does one thing about the theatre of the god of beauty mean that it was that big of an impact?

    Beauty God''s entertainment in theaters is a daily celebration.

    Exactly, not every miracle was activated, but it was also delightful purely as theatre.

    Since the concept of copyright does not exist in the world, the bards (birds) in the alley who heard the rumors are about to write a song based on the revelations and spread it to the surrounding area.

    Merla, Larsia''s sister, and so on, "Because of the militia, I can''t believe the next subject comes up even though I can still get the money!," he said, screaming gladly, trying to use Conne to get the scenario.

    However, before that, Seneca II is welcomed by acorns when they come to watch the militancy.

    I couldn''t have been less fond of the acorns that brought me sweet and somethin ''nice, the main component of girls - not women, not girls.

    Such an admirable look is hard on Acorn, a small citizen.

    So, to help his childhood friend and fianc¨¦, Yut openly changes the subject.

    "Speaking of great, these stone statues are great too"

    At the end of Yut''s gaze was the statue of the god being created.

    Will it be nearly 10 meters in size to look up to? The motif is, needless to say, Fermina, the sun god. However, it is different from the commonly known appearance of God.

    "I see. You''re trying to recreate your honor when we meet in heaven."

    An aged woman who binds long dark hair on both sides of her face and decorates it with a few candles - and a marble statue that will. The making of the face, just a little, resembles Seneca II.

    He also wore a crown that embodied the sun, and was about to descend to the ground with a broad cuff feather with a pattern of mountain shapes on it.

    However, the moment the stone statue became the subject, Seneca II''s expression clouded.

    "No, that was the problem..."

    "Problem?"

    "In the face of Fermina God, painted by Seneca, he says it''s hard to reproduce any more."

    In the sight of the Lord, the cathedral knight of the guard who refrained behind him took out a piece of paper with respect. Apparently, that''s a Seneca II painting.

    As prompted, Yut receives it.

    "At that time, I was almost lying flat, so I couldn''t -"

    And I lost my word.

    The same is true of the acorns that have glimpsed from side to side.

    I can''t say anything.

    Yut was remembering a sketch of his mother painted at kindergarten - which, when he found out that he was cherished in Tans, troubled his mind about not being able to dispose of it somehow.

    See the cathedral knight of the guard who refrains behind his back.

    I was distracted.

    I mean, that''s what happened.

    I wonder if the face of the statue of God, which can be called life, resembles Seneca II. There was nothing else I could do.

    "Dwarf amazing technical skills......"

    Alternate views and crushes of the Seneca II painting with the unfinished statue of God.

    There was no reason to know until the fact that masonry of the highest skill had been gathered in one of the Kantos, the mountain city of Archwerg, but there was no doubt that the appreciation for the Dwarves had risen.

    "Well, either way, I can''t completely reproduce the beauty of the gods, so I just have to make it up to you in my imagination"

    "But Seneca wants everyone to know what Fermina God really is. No, I think you should know."

    The wish, I understand.

    or so it equals that Yut has no pictorial mind either.

    "What was it like?

    "Something like this, humbling or amateras like that"

    "Huh. I see."

    Akane is trying to paint.

    Yut, who sensed the atmosphere, removes the sketchbook and pencil case he had kept from the bag of infinite storage and hands it to Acorn.

    Acorn, who almost unconsciously received it, let the pen dance on the paper looking at the statue of the god.

    "I wonder if God would be happier to be closer to reality"

    "I know it''s subtle if you''re too far away... Because God''s mentality can be more than you can imagine."

    A demigod who signs up for marriage to Teng himself, who has attacked his own capital; a divine body (avatar) for delightfully eating and drinking in the lower realm; and a god of evil phases who seeks to stifle everything by diluting the peace of the world.

    All are actions that go beyond people''s understanding.

    Prior to that, Tyrone, the race god of the meadow race (Magner), usually bordered as Ritna, was portrayed as both male and female, and there are both men and women in minute gods, such as the Regra god.

    Talking about that, Acorn drew it up in about 15 minutes. Because I was focused, I didn''t even notice the sound of the work stopping.

    "... All right. How about this?

    "Oh. They look alike. They look alike."

    In rough sketches, but Acorn''s paintings captured the characteristics of the Fermina God well. The proximity of culture must have also worked in its favor.

    "That''s just great, Dear Acorn. Compared to that, Seneca''s paintings and all that."

    He''s trembling with emotion, such as Seneca II, who was shown it.

    "Hey, wait a minute! Look, it''s a rough painting, ''cause it just looks good complementing the best lines in your brain! Because it''s not such a big layer!

    Acorns, too, had their voices trembling in a different way.

    "Hehe hehe... laugh, brave man"

    "Zhu Yan, why are you taking damage yourself?"

    Of course, even if I ever praise you for being good, I''m not going to laugh at Yut at anything.

    But I wouldn''t honestly accept the praise.

    The race of artists doesn''t know why because of this.

    "Did this happen to your hair?!

    "I know! I know how the clothes are structured."

    Soon the Dwarves, who had come nearby, raise their voice of joy.

    If Snow White is around, let''s float around and sing it out.

    "Wow, my daughter. Take him..."

    "Oh, I''ll raise it. I''ll give you."

    Akane cuts the sketchbook and presents it to Dwarf.

    "Thank you, thank you..."

    "Later, grab a beer"

    "That''s right. As much as you like, take it."

    "No, um... Hi, Itadakimus"

    Something extra, such as Dwarf trying to give up booze. Acorns know the extent of this.

    Everyone - the acorns, naturally, and the cathedral knights of the escort - moves at last as Seneca II hears Yut.

    "So Master Yut. At the same time as the unveiling of this statue of the Fermina God, we will celebrate our victory over the Murgush God."

    "Actually, Valtrude''s pregnant, so you''re not going to be able to participate, are you?"

    I''m sorry to hear that, but I refused to say it.

    "Well...... Congratulations on that. Tell Valtrude to take care of it."

    "Thank you. I''ll be sure to tell you."

    "But is it? By the time of the militancy, it was already..."

    Seneca II, who moves away from Yut and counts and calculates fingerfolds.

    "I know you''re okay with Valtrude, but please be really careful."

    "Really. Really... I''m sorry to bother you"

    "If that''s the case, then just Master Yut and Mr. Akane will be fine. For more information, follow the invitation¡­"

    "Huh? Me too!?"

    Strangely.

    From the bottom of my heart, I lean my neck wonderfully Seneca II.

    Even though she is inferior to Valtrude, a beautiful girl who was on the spot is a painting even if she did such a trick.

    "That''s right. Do you think Acorn also runs a clothing store?"

    "You''re running a business, you''re a designer..."

    "Then why don''t you tailor your clothes for the ceremony?"

    "I can''t, but isn''t there something else appropriate?

    "No, you can only ask Master Akane. Because Seneca wants the same outfit as the Fermina God."

    "Witch clothes..."

    Excited, Acorn''s eyes opened.

    Same as the first time I saw Jonah or Ren. Evidence that it was not well switched on.

    Absolutely, I regret it.

    So intuitive, Yuut enters between them and urges Acorn to restrain himself.

    "On second thought, you don''t have to do acorns. Mr. Kagra, why don''t you let Dragon Man (Draconut) handle this?

    "Right. We need your help."

    But I wasn''t willing to leave it to Acorn himself.

    His eyes shimmered and his tongue was about to faint.

    "That''s right. My main business is not theatre, it''s this way. Heh heh heh..."

    Under the stress of a theatrical script, make clothes.

    I''m not sure Yut understands the world, but being too talented is also a problem.

    While busy, making magic equipment (magic items) was indispensable. I raised myself to the shelf and looked up to heaven. And Yut prayed so that he could at least be satisfied.

    Because I had a few thoughts about God listening to that wish.

 407 6. Country History: Folio-Farina

    Folio-Farina is the world''s proud Vainamarinen School of Magic.

    In the dean''s office, two great magicians (Arch Mage) face to face.

    The two interviews had already been rumored at the College and various speculations had flown about the matter.

    Aren''t we having an intense theory about magic theory?

    No, they''re discussing dealing with the world crisis.

    Hidden and secret, I heard you were fighting your opinion.

    To that prediction - or hopeful observation - the entire college has a somewhat floating atmosphere.

    But the party, Yut, was in that opposite mood.

    "We apologize for the inconvenience this time"

    Apologize at the opening and offer an apology item - a assortment of specialty products of the Marquis of Istas, such as plant paper, in miso and soy sauce in a container of bold iron (crystal iron).

    The dialogue itself was stale, but there was sincere reflection, both in its language and in its attitude.

    "I think this should be said carefully¡­"

    The one who accepted that apology while smiling bitterly was Dean Merel of the Vainamarinen School of Magic.

    A warm and steady look is exactly what educators deserve. He was also a very rare personage around Yut.

    In Falve''s militancy, he supported it from behind as a referee, and for that matter, he is also a hard worker who drew the poverty lottery.

    "Well, I''m pretty sure this one bothered you, too. I guess we should just water each other up here."

    Yut is unwittingly heartbroken by Mel, who responds gently with a gentle attitude. Apparently, he was pretty sick.

    "If you don''t, you''ll need a thank you or an apology for Prince Cress."

    "If you say so, you will be saved."

    Of the matter of Prince Cress, the meritorious man would be King Alsace. Yut hasn''t done enough to be thanked for just supporting him.

    I mean, out of the question, I''m pointing out Ray Cruz. Sure, it''s best to hand it around here because pursuing it in detail is going to be muddy.

    "Or should I say, the most apologetic thing to do was Jonah..."

    "Well, maybe that''s true."

    Even moderate Dean Mel doesn''t deny it.

    Evidence is that the bombing of the Albino girl was so far what kept his archmage''s heart and balls out of the cold.

    This is why I can''t lift my head to Dean Mel, who even used the Ninth Staircase spell to protect the audience.

    All I can say about Valtrude, who could stand such psychic powers on his own, is, well, Val.

    "Are you a future spouse? From now on, we should be well educated."

    "Whatever the first half, the second half, yeah. I was going to keep an eye out for what I shouldn''t have..."

    Speaking of what shouldn''t, I can''t say that there was a difference in button hanging in the first stage, but I have to instruct you strictly again.

    It is, of course, in anticipation of objectively sweetening if we do not say it harshly.

    "By the way, I don''t think I just came here today to apologize."

    "Yes, actually..."

    How many times will the report be?

    I''m not used to doing it many times, and I''m embarrassed to do it many times... I''m glad.

    "I had a child with Valtrude, so I wanted you to report it."

    "Well, that''s..."

    Mel is getting less familiar and more likeable.

    My heartfelt blessings make Yut happy, too.

    "Congratulations, I''m looking forward to working harder."

    "Thank you"

    Yut bowed his head in a different way than earlier while sitting on the couch for reception.

    Words that only sound like social dictionaries are honestly acceptable, too, when said by Mel. Is this also what you call human virtue?

    But a little on the portrait of Vainamarinen, which has come to my attention in a clap with a raised head.

    "By the way, what about the Vainamarinen Master?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "You don''t look so bad. If the master hears, he will be pleased."

    "I know that, but rather, you want to postpone it because you know"

    "... right"

    As for the two allies being pulled around by Vainamarinen, it was quite a stumbling thought.

    "I see. So, you were alone. At the militant party, it didn''t look that way."

    "No, I''m just asking you to leave a message because something shouldn''t happen in Moment Travel (Teleport), and I wasn''t alone in the first place..."

    Of course, Acorn is accompanied this time.

    I do, but I''m not here.

    Why.

    "My plans have been batted. Now, I''m interrupting the Petra Chernov family."

    "The Chernov family...... I see."

    Dean Mel gives a convincing voice as to whether you just guessed something.

    In its eyes, sympathy, labor and.

    And there was just a little curiosity floating around.

    How could you do this?

    Many times since I''ve been to the Brewers of the Other World, I''ve thought so, but this may be the biggest ever. Anyway, until now, Yut has been with me.

    If someone you like is with you, you can handle most of the problems. That''s what Valtrude and Alcia have also demonstrated.

    But not now.

    There are only nine attacking senators in Folio-Farina.

    Akane, who had been invited to the Chernov family, a prestigious and famous family, was facing the Principal and his wife - Petra''s parents - by herself.

    Once, Yut was also invited to the reception room of the Chernov family.

    Through a large glass window that is rare in the Brewers, a well-maintained garden can be seen. I feel comfortable in the living room of my parents because I am in a good mood.

    Relieve visitors of tension and talk to each other in relaxation.

    A room that would have been looked into with welcome first and foremost, not negotiation. But only one of the three gathered there had no strength in his expression.

    "I have a favor to ask you to fold in today and I invite you"

    Sonya Chernov, Petra''s mother, smiles at Acorn.

    Both Ash Blonde''s hair and overall facial creation were very similar to Petra''s. Makes me wonder if this might happen in the future once Petra has gained experience and calm down.

    (Petra became an adventurer to save this man...)

    Perhaps the result was good, but with Yut''s education (...) Petra also became much rounded. Acorn couldn''t tell if that was a good thing.

    "Mr. Akane - let me call you this - also often appears in letters from my daughter. It''s unsolicited, but I don''t think it''s the first time we''ve met."

    "I''m just wondering how it''s written"

    The awareness that it cannot be achieved in Yut, that it is accomplishing a cultural transformation - acorns that have finally sprouted recently. Remembering the faces of Eudit and Seneca II, this time too, I get the hit that it''s about that.

    "He said we were trying to push our own backs"

    "Oh, that way..."

    It was an unexpected but expected topic.

    Gorgeous Sonya and Mr. and Mrs. Chernov of Pavel, who are pushing their grump to kill and become faceless, invited Akane to discuss - make progress with - their daughter''s marital problems.

    "I''m still engaged, too, so I didn''t do anything big like that."

    "But that''s what being with Mr. Yut means, isn''t it?

    "Well, yes..."

    It was a conversation with a lot of instructions, but there is no problem with communication between Acorn and Sonya. Pavel Chernov, who, unlike his eloquence in Parliament, does not try to pinch a single incision, also seems to understand what it means.

    "I read a letter from my daughter and I noticed it."

    "What is it?

    "I have to leave it to that girl."

    "Ha ha..."

    Words that don''t decorate.

    Acorn could only smile bitterly at a direct ball he never thought of.

    "All it says is about elementary school and training as an adventurer. I know it''s full, but as a parent, it gets dark in front of you."

    "Petra is on a faculty assignment. That''s a good thing."

    "You?"

    "... I know. I''m not going to renege on your promise to leave this to you."

    Unexpectedly, you must have spoken out. Pavel Chernov, with the face of "Shit," snapped his mouth in passing.

    "Well, I can''t just say that Mr. Petra is bad..."

    Kagra and Regina, who are in the same position, are alike.

    Again, if I see you getting along with Valtrude up close, I guess I shy away.

    I want to praise myself that it''s something I often cracked and entered, such as myself.

    "Yeah, you bet. You must be a loving wife."

    But then we''re in trouble.

    "There''s another thing I''ve noticed. I was wondering if this is actually the wrong target to attack."

    "... in short, you think it''s right to attack me down, not the brave man?

    "Nice to guess, I''m glad"

    It''s not like absolute beauty like Valtrude or unclean beauty like Seneca II. I affirm it with a smile that makes me want to describe it exactly as aristocratic.

    "... one good thing before that?

    "What is it?

    "Now, I''m in a position like the concubine of a brave man, are you sure that''s all right? There''s nothing unmarried about a brave man treating Mr. Petra without permission."

    "Yeah. If my daughter is going to be happy, it will be up to her parents to support her. Especially thanks for your help."

    When they bring up one case of Sonya Chernov''s curse being lifted, I guess I can''t say anything. Pavel Chernov just sighs. The authority of the assailant congressman is intangible.

    "Now let''s have an event"

    "Events?"

    "Yeah. There are other people in the same position, so together, it''s like winning a side room seat"

    "Are you telling me I''m gonna show you?

    But just when this is unacceptable, Pavel Chernov protests in the guise of confirmation with a low and tight voice.

    "I mean a show...... Sounds like after you pull out the brave man, you''re going to have a place to appeal. Of course, it won''t be open to the public."

    "Then..."

    "So let''s go."

    Pavel Chernov is reluctant. His wife, Sonya, embraced with a grudge that it was the only way.

    Burning Petra alone doesn''t make sense unless Yut accepts. It is well known that we are forced to do so, and eliminating the escape of the parties is an effective help.

    "Because even the brave man is responsible for making you fall in love"

    At the moment, I wouldn''t be too keen on Yut about that. I know that too, Acorn.

    However, I''m sure it''s not a good idea to stay in the universe like this.

    Then it is better to draw a conclusion, even once forcefully.

    Of course, we need to consult with Valtrude and Alcia when it comes to implementation, and not immediately.

    (Something like this, me and the brave guy, it feels like we''re being unscrupulous...)

    That''s not the same as Valtrude or Alcia. Sounds like a childhood friend, I could say a relationship without hesitation.

    (I don''t normally take care of my childhood friend and fianc¨¦e''s mistress or anything!

    But this is also a weakness I fell in love with.

    And when I did, Acorn opened up and smiled like ice.

 408 7. Two Not Just Childhood Friends

    The last visit to the Tydrack kingdom was courtesy of Dean Mel, who was able to have it sent on his Moment Move (Teleport).

    Yut has also visited the Kingdom of Tidrac, but only attacked down the Murgusz Diocese, which was on its periphery. Initially, I was going to travel from there to King''s Capital under the spell of "Long Flight (Ower Flight)," so I honestly helped. Increasingly, I can''t sleep with my legs turned to Dean Mel.

    Furthermore, this matter does not end with that alone - I had not imagined, at the moment, that the travel time floated here would have important significance later.

    Besides, to be honest with you, at least for Yut, you can''t even afford to be distracted. Anyway, the present we face is far more important than the future we haven''t seen yet.

    (What the hell happened...)

    King Eldrick''s castle, Freanor Castle.

    There was no conversation between Yut and Akane, who were passed into that room, just silence lying.

    Two people sitting across the table.

    Yut observes his childhood friend looking out worryingly as he pretends to clear the documents he collected once he returns to Falve.

    Not that the acorns are visibly grumpy...... I would reply if I spoke, and the expression, which can show subtle changes from time to time, is a little different from being grumpy. Also, Acorn himself, he hasn''t leaked any dissatisfaction.

    But when that was the anomaly, Yut understood with intuition, not emotion or reason.

    As if to convey King Eldrick''s intention not to return any time soon, it was not during refraining that the Yuts were allowed through, but in a guest room that entertained the guests they were staying in.

    If you look at the room with two beds lined up, Akane won''t say anything.

    It''s obviously odd not to light it up and not say anything to cool this one down. It didn''t look like an acorn. At least, not as usual.

    At one point after entering high school, I was alienated. But if it was just the two of us, we would have treated each other as usual.

    Faced with an unprecedented situation, he shows a bare gesture of being at work, but he hasn''t progressed at all.

    This happened after I went to Petra''s home, the Chernov family. Until then, it looked the same, so it was obvious that something had happened there.

    Surprised, I asked him what was wrong, but he was just vaguely deluded.

    Acorns are human too.

    There will be times when the belly worm will not heal, and there will be times when it will cause physical or mental malaise. Maybe I''ll hang out tomorrow.

    But Yut was half convinced that it was just a hopeful observation.

    There is no basis. Just a hunch.

    Though, that''s why I can''t say I''m wrong.

    Inquiry is said to be backed by a wealth of experience.

    And no one else had accumulated as much experience in acorns for as long as Yut.

    "Ha..."

    Several sighs leak this day.

    When he sighs, he says happiness escapes for that matter.

    If that is correct, how much happiness did I possess if I had not yet become unhappy? Acorn thought about the lack of such a benefit, and was increasingly discouraged by the sluggishness of the idea.

    The focus of my worries, of course, is about Yut.

    Taking care of the side room? Let''s do it anyway!

    It hasn''t been a day since I was so determined.

    Nonetheless,

    (After all, maybe I should have stopped...)

    And he was being tempted by feelings close to regret.

    Neither Petra, Regina, nor Kagra are strangers. On the contrary, it is good to say that we are close friends. There are slightly different specialities regarding Petra, but there is also a sense of alliance between Regina and Kagra.

    If they can accomplish their thoughts, they should be welcomed and blessed.

    But there are circumstances that are not so easy.

    My opponent is Yut.

    The yut realized that it was no use pursuing it, or he began his work in silence.

    I think he''s on the run, but I can tell from the edge that he hasn''t been able to focus. While I care, the pose is that I don''t care, and he waits until he talks to me.

    The kindness made Acorn happy.

    Though I know my worries get deeper because I''m gentle and happy.

    (Nothing, I''m not jealous or monopolistic...)

    From the window facing the terrace (balcony), I look at the clear sky behind the back of Acorn''s heart - that is, distracting my gaze from Yut - while trying to calmly attempt a psychoanalysis.

    Yes. It''s not a matter of emotion. I''m not even captured by a social system called monogamy.

    In particular, the latter has already been exceeded.

    (No, what about that, me...)

    Until Harlem - at the moment - Acorn is unintentionally stunned by the thought of taking polygamy for granted.

    (Shit. Hey, too adaptive?

    I''m sure you''ve come to a point where you can''t turn back anymore. I have no intention of turning back.

    In the meantime, the matter goes to the shelf of my mind, and I lock it strictly.

    So for a while, watching about Yut on the sidelines, I was delayed in my thoughts.

    (After all, you''re a brave man...)

    Eventually, we got there.

    I feel guilty about Yut trying to keep things secret.

    More than anything.

    I can be sure that Yut will accept the Petra''s if given the chance. That was why I was making the acorns feel like they couldn''t boil off.

    That''s not a bad choice.

    Instead, it''s this one you''re up to. I''m not going to say anything irrational about being jealous while I create opportunities.

    But I noticed.

    Was it the same thing I did......

    I love you, and I think you love me.

    But what''s behind it, after all, is sympathy.

    Such suspicion sprouts in my mind.

    I know.

    Whatever it is, it can''t be. Even if it was at first, it''s definitely not now.

    I know.

    I know. I know.

    "Ah. Shit..."

    For some reason, it made me cry.

    (No, no, no)

    I''m not that kind of a woman.

    In the first place, I don''t care.

    Even if it was, I could even bring it to the draw on my Valtrude opponent, so isn''t that a big deal?

    Yes, I deny the tears, but they overflow unstoppably.

    Even myself, I can''t control it.

    "Zhuyin...?

    Yut noticed me.

    "Zhuyin, what''s going on?

    "No. Because it''s nothing. It''s okay."

    Stick your hands forward and reject Yut.

    I can''t show you a face like this. I don''t want to show it.

    "No, you''re not."

    Yet Yut comes into the personal space lightly.

    That makes me happy and want to kick ass.

    Of course you can''t do that, and with a heartfelt worried look, all you can do is stand on your knees and gaze at Yut glancing at your face.

    "Does it hurt anywhere? Call someone...... No, I went to Mr. Arcia on Moment Travel."

    "Brave man!"

    Unexpectedly, he was screaming.

    The loudness of that voice surprises Acorn himself.

    But the tears stopped because of it. Acorn himself, though, was not conscious.

    "... about me, like?

    "Well, I like it."

    With a crease between his eyebrows at the abrupt words, Yut nonetheless responded instantly.

    Hearing that, the acorns lose their strength from their hands and feet.

    "I don''t know why we talked about that..."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    When he sees Acorn not try to talk nagging, Yut stays on his knees, overlapping words.

    "That''s more of my dialogue."

    "... brave man?

    "To Zhuyin, it doesn''t bother me. I''m so worried you''re going to love me."

    I wasn''t the only one.

    Yut was thinking the same thing.

    "So, well, that''s it. If you want to know how you feel about each other, how many times do you have to repeat it?"

    The acorn who hears it accidentally looks up.

    In front of me, there was someone who liked to smile quietly.

    I''m sexually happy with that.

    "Sure, right"

    Acorn quickly regained himself.

    "I''m some kind of Interpreter No. 2 or No. 3, I''m just a great guy''s opponent, I can''t keep up with battles, I can make great people cook, and if I write a script for a play, it''s gonna be hell of a thing."

    "Oh, wow."

    "Something''s not so bad when you bullet it."

    "... sorry"

    I just had to apologize.

    I don''t know until it''s in Acorn''s mind, including what made him anxious.

    "But it''s what I knew, and if I said it wasn''t funny, I''d be lying. I admire it, but I don''t think it''s as bad a relationship as it is now."

    "... and now, even if I do, I haven''t seen anyone."

    "You''re an embarrassing brave man."

    "It''s not gonna change the facts."

    Jump into Yut''s chest and hug him all the time.

    Yut, too, responded to that.

    Its warmth makes me happy and want to be sweet.

    "Hey, brave man..."

    Surprised by his own sweet voice, Acorn nonetheless whispered as if to twist.

    "Can I be selfish?

    "Of course."

    "Can I make a cheap contract?

    "I''m used to being impotent."

    "Indeed."

    Not wanting to show a cry, Acorn buries his face in Yut''s chest.

    "I''d like to file a marriage notice"

    "Over there?

    "Yeah."

    I don''t think he''s going to say no.

    But it would be good and on hold.

    "Fine. I need permission from my fathers."

    But that expectation is betrayed in a good direction.

    "... okay?

    "I told you, it''s that way."

    Akane looking up to her surprise.

    Yut shrugged his shoulder and said as he wiped the acorn tears with his fingers.

    "There''s no one else I can get out of here."

    "That''s negative."

    "That''s a tough score."

    Smiling, the distance between the two shrinks further, naturally, to zero.

    - At that moment, the door to the guest room was knocked modestly.

    The time has come to see King Eldrick.

    "Ugh."

    "Huh."

    But stay put for a few minutes.

    The two didn''t try to move overlapping.

 409 8. Country History: Kingdom of Tidrac (Previous)

    "Lord Yut Amaxa, Guardian of the Kingdom of Rotosilt (Tutrali), also Lord Akane Miki of the Knights, welcome aboard."

    In keeping with the takeover by the soldiers, Yut and Akane stepped between the sights.

    He approaches King Eldrick in the front without being cowardly to both Bunwu officers lined up on the left and right.

    A yuut dressed in different worlds of clothing, flipping a white robe indicating that he is a good sorcerer (wizard).

    Few people could feel the magic on this occasion, but nevertheless, it is clear to anyone that his equipment is a precious item.

    In nature, a walk to spare. With Valtrude, it''s not very noticeable, but Yut is also a brave warrior. Never be inferior to the king and his wife sitting on the throne.

    There is no tension when it comes to seeing it as the supreme power of a single country. So, there''s no discomfort. A glance of inspiration is brought to the grand standing behavior.

    That''s the throne side of the row. Prince Cress, the king''s grandson, who stumbles behind the Chancellor, was no exception.

    Acorn imagines that the reaction was due to the strong image of an adventurer.

    If that''s the case, it''s a big mistake.

    Because, as the soldiers say, they are visiting as subjects of King Alsace, not as housekeepers of the Marquis Istas.

    An ostensible explanation is a visit as a tribute to Eldrick for his participation in a militant party hosted by Yut. The main customer is reversed, but given the status of the two, there''s no choice, and there''s no point in being precise.

    Besides, the importance is inferior to the real reason for the visit.

    The primary purpose of seeing King Eldrick this time - and I was surprised by Acorn - was the proposal to conclude an alliance against the Verga Empire in the Kingdom of Rotosilt and the Kingdom of Tydrac.

    Come to think of it, it''s not a far-flung attack, but a mutually beneficial story.

    Until now, the meaning was dim because it was the best we could do just to bounce back the offense of the Verga Empire, but not from now on. Furthermore, if Yuto, who uses Momentary Travel (Teleport), gets along, the distance obstacle will also be alleviated.

    It was a realistic suggestion.

    But this story is only known to King Eldrick and Queen Laura.

    As a result, the civilian and martial arts officials who lived side by side, the Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage), who beat King Eldrick and Prince Cress, had made a rule as to what kind of man he was.

    Most importantly, such curiosity and enmity were instantly misty and had already turned into praise. Conversely, that there was no human being under King Eldrick who could not discern the true value of Yut.

    (What kind of stuff!

    Did you blow it out in tears?

    Or did you exchange your mouths to get certainty?

    Akane, who goes one step behind Yut, has a smile as proud as she is about me. Yut himself wouldn''t care more than he didn''t notice...... but Acorn was sensitive to the changes around him.

    No, if it''s about Yut, it''s the same as it is about me, Acorn reconsiders.

    But it''s troublesome. With this yut, I can''t help but fall in love.

    Such acorn sentiments would mean lost or delusional if you let Larsia tell you. But if you''re an acorn now, you''ll flush that pointer like a willow, too.

    Love is strong.

    No longer existed looking anywhere in the Three Thousand Worlds for reasons to get lost or hesitate.

    I gave up the order so it would be next for Alcia, but even that, I just think I''ve had more time to look forward to. Now, I think I can write anything, whether it''s "The Princess Knight of the Diaspora and a loyal squire," or a whole new one.

    In fact, the acorn was also noticed due to its sophisticated beauty, but I didn''t notice it because of its extremely narrow vision.

    And it will be a little later to realize how ¡°boiled¡± my own thoughts were.

    "Thank you very much for your extraordinary consideration in spite of this sudden visit"

    Yut falls on one knee and gives his thanks to King Eldrick, who sits on the throne on the altar.

    The same is true of the defeat of that Eldrick king in the militancy, but it has also been known that the Yuts have disabled the Murgush God by accomplishing the Exploratory Row of the Sun God (Quest).

    Naturally, you have defeated the Evil Empress, Verga.

    For the Kingdom of Tidrac, which borders the Verga Empire, it is a good opponent to say that it is grateful.

    Such a great mage, Yut Amaxa, pays tribute to King Eldrick. Our king is a man enough to give thanks.

    The fact greatly diminished the self-esteem of those gathered during the sight.

    "Well, be strong. It''s hard to do."

    The character of the king, who smiles as he likes and responds to the blink of an eye, is also, rather, proud.

    "Your Majesty"

    "Heck."

    "Hee Yi..."

    However, it is also because of the presence of Queen Laura, the controller.

    King Eldrick corrects his residence with the attention of the queen with Tiara on her head.

    King''s style overflowing along the way.

    In Falve''s militant party, another face I didn''t show you following.

    In his 40s there, and King Eldrick, who looks 20 years younger than his real age, smites the euths from a high position, and opens his mouth all the way.

    "We do not have the doors to close against your lord, one of the heroes of salvation and master of our ally Vainamarinen. It will be a compliment to me that I have been greeted with a rare generation of brave men."

    "Thank you. Happy to hear it."

    "Oops. Then I''m done being serious"

    Turn your shoulders around and Eldrick proclaims loose that you will never do this again.

    Queen Laura seems to have mended her honor for now. More than that, did you just decide that you couldn''t do any more?

    "I haven''t given you my parent book yet, so I''m having trouble getting it over with."

    "Hmm, it would be nice if you could give it to me properly later. I''m here because..."

    "Sire?"

    Watching the exchange between the King and his wife makes me think it would have been good in Valtrude to serve.

    In the first place, Valtrude does not do it, but works fine to fulfill her duties, although it does state that it is within her own competence.

    (Yeah. It was also a mistake to compare)

    When Yut was reflecting from the bottom of his mind, he was supposed to receive a parent book for now.

    "Ah. Chancellor"

    "Yes, sir."

    A young, seemingly old man of King Eldrick''s age approaches Yut.

    In both the Verga Empire and the Rotosilt kingdom, it was the leading nobility in the country that was in the prime minister''s position.

    But here at the top of the civil service here in the Tydrack kingdom is the King Prince, who also works and works at his age. Make him King Eldrick''s eldest son, and he is also the father of Prince Cress.

    Then it seems like it would be good to give up the king''s throne without retaining it in the prime minister''s throne, but it is the king''s prince who holds on to it.

    On the contrary, it is hard to say that the Tydrack kingdom, rebuilt and decades old, needs a legendary king, not a vessel of kings itself.

    "This will be the prot¨¦g¨¦ of King Alsace."

    "Returns must be made within a few days"

    I don''t feel personality as a heavy town in one country. An unforgettable, uncharacteristic appearance, even if it is missed on the road.

    I don''t think of him as a very heroic son, nor is it the wind that hides his strength. I guess that means the martial talent didn''t take over.

    That''s why I can never say incompetent.

    At least the kingdom of Tidrac seems to operate soundly, and more importantly, it is nothing but a broken heart to have chosen a different path from that father while having a great hero for him.

    Prince Cress thought that reference should have been made first to his father''s way of life, but not now.

    Besides, having such a parent and child is no other HR for Yut.

    King Eldrick blocked the thought of such a yut.

    Not usual, in a way.

    "From what I hear, you''re trying to do something funny."

    The voice was heard from nearby.

    Oh, my God, the hero king rises from the throne and approaches Yut and Akane with the same insecurity that he goes for a walk.

    "Which is it......?

    Though Yut emits the answer, he is completely barometric. Rather than, I don''t know how. From the acorn behind me, too, came signs of a clich¨¦.

    "That''s it, that"

    But Eldrick unknowingly - in fact, he didn''t care at all - about the confusion of the Yuts and other things, and he sat back somewhere.

    Yuuto on one knee and his gaze are the same height, laughing innocently, like a child who has succeeded in mischief.

    The word "people" suits me well.

    Yut was impressed before he was surprised that this was a true hero.

    "Going south, trying to liberate the slaves, right?"

    "Er..."

    I was aware that I was already caught up in King Eldrick''s pace, but hey and riding can''t be good either.

    Yut let his gaze wander over King Eldrick''s shoulder to Queen Laura.

    (What am I supposed to do, this)

    If I was to be forgiven, I might have written that on my face.

    "My husband''s strengths and weaknesses are not tied to common sense."

    "Really..."

    They can''t help it.

    The king''s subordinates, lined up left and right, are also grinning bitterly at the feeling of giving up.

    "I hear the Dueira Chamber of Commerce has a move similar to that. Well, even if I inquire, I guess I''ll just say it''s Southern trade."

    Getting ready, Yut also sat on the floor.

    Old and new heroes facing each other in a state of agua, despite the sight.

    It''s like a scene in the hero Tan (saga), but you can''t wait to be a party to it.

    (From Zhuyin, "Ah. I can use this stuff ''I feel the fluctuation......)

    I''m a childhood friend. That''s about all I know.

    Leaving the response to Yut, and being a little backward, too.

    It''s a wise decision. I don''t think it''s sloppy. If you could speak up, Yut would have instructed you to do the same, and more importantly, if you could protect whomever you want, it''s not vulgar to sacrifice.

    "I see, I see. The Dueira Chamber of Commerce."

    The Rotosilt kingdom or the Marquis Istas are not related.

    The unspoken will seemed to have been conveyed.

    "Well, I don''t care where it is."

    "No, that''s what matters."

    "I''m making sure you have a say in this, and I say it often."

    "... So, what''s with the Southern expedition?

    It''s no use eating down any more on someone who''s unwilling to ventriloquist.

    Give up and ask for your sincerity.

    "Oh. Why don''t you let him accompany our cress?

    "Yeah eh!?"

    "El, are you..."

    Prince Cress was astonished, and Queen Laura was at a glance.

    Civilians and martial arts officials, including the Prime Minister, have generally reacted in the same way. As one person, you must not have been consulted beforehand.

    Cress, who is the king''s grandson, but is seen as the successor to a substantial Eldrick king.

    The national importance of the trend is about to be determined.

    My gaze poured out undeniably, and Yut had to be aware of it.

    Slavery is forbidden in the Kingdom of Rotosilt and its surrounding areas.

    There was, of course, the political aspect of the fact that the gods of goodness did not acknowledge it, but could not acknowledge the system recommended by the hostile Verga Empire instead of its endorsement.

    Taken together, it is a good deed to save those who are abused in the South.

    That would mean foiling Prince Cress, of course.

    But is that all?

    If you don''t mind being blamed, Yut looks King Eldrick in the eye from the front.

    "It''s natural for Jizzi to worry about her grandson and be adorable, isn''t it?

    But there is no upset about Li Knight.

    Even though I didn''t go along with Yut''s abdominal arts, I try to get involved in the general theory myself.

    (Well, wouldn''t it be detrimental to shut up...)

    The expedition will be organized around Alana and the others, and the Yuts will not participate. If Cress is going to join us there, it will be a boost to our power.

    Besides, there would be no conspiracy to keep your successor.

    "... I can''t take responsibility for anything on the expedition, but I can recommend it."

    "Whoa. Nice to meet you."

    Eldrick slapped Bang and Yut on the shoulder, smiling broken face.

    And when he put his hand on the floor, he stretched his back, bent his neck, and spoke to his grandson.

    "So when you''re ready."

    "But back to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth..."

    "I''m not asking you to stop. But wouldn''t it be nice to have a different experience?

    He was a rebellious Prince Cress, but that''s what he says and gives me an imaginary look.

    He himself may have questioned the goal of breaking through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    More than that, there was something distracting about the adventure into the unknown land.

    "Okay. I''ll do it."

    "Whoa. Hold on tight."

    Between the king and his grandson, the story came together.

    I haven''t decided just to recommend it yet, but it would be wild to say so.

    "Thank you, I''ll teach you something good."

    "Huh...... No, thank you."

    But Eldrick doesn''t listen. You can''t ask.

    "It''s important to be in a good mood, not just for the number of wives. You know what I mean?

    "No, I..."

    I hang on to saying that''s not true, I remember past experiences, and I can''t say anything. I don''t even have the most serious question as to why we''re suddenly talking about it.

    "Hey, you think so?

    "Regardless of the bottom line, I was wondering if it''s important to respect each other"

    "There you go."

    I know, don''t tell everyone. Eldrick slaps Yuut on the shoulder with a strangely comprehensible look.

    "There''s a mine in my country that produces a little precious gem, how about a ring?

    While feeling behind those kind words, Yut could only nod.

 410 9. Country History: Kingdom of Tidrac (later)

    Black dwarf.

    Once the descendant of a god-cursed dwarf, guilty of the great sin of stealing the divine ruols of the law and the mysteries of the blacksmith god Ducommerce.

    Because they are of Dwarf descent, they have talent for blacksmiths, masonry, etc., but since then, all the works they produce are blackened and carry the phase of evil.

    Also, black dwarves are greedy and jealous.

    All they serve to the world is ordinary goods. Normally for a black dwarf, it hits the finest of human qualities, but masterpieces beyond that are kept secret and never exposed to the eyes of others.

    Now, I have feelings closer to hatred for a work that is better than mine, and if I find it, I destroy it.

    They cannot live in human society, but they were heavily used in the Verga Empire. In assuming the bulk of the production of the Empire and providing the weapons, he waves a hammer to create a masterpiece just for himself.

    Like, an artist, so to speak. He is quite an annoying artist, but even with results, he was allowed in the Verga Empire.

    Even after Empress Verga collapses, that doesn''t change.

    He continued to supply arms to all forces as neutral, not in successor strife. Most importantly, the situation changes due to the large quantities of weapons coming in from outside the country¡­

    That''s still a little further.

    There is a mine that the black dwarves of the Verga Empire have tried to reclaim even after an expedition.

    That is the mine of Cave Pearl (Cave Pearl) in the kingdom of Tidrac, which gained its independence from the Verga Empire.

    If you see cave pearls simply as gems, you have to underrate them.

    The white, cloudy stone did not shine in the light, nor could it be said that the stone itself was beautiful.

    So why did the Black Dwarves love cave pearls?

    That depends on the immutable nature of the cave pearl.

    Cave pearls, which are hard and do not even allow polishing by metal, are hardly affected by magic, be it science or divinity. This includes the curse of the Black Dwarves.

    Cave pearls are the only material they can express whiteness.

    Sounds like...

    "I see..."

    Yuut and Akane sit in the same bed and glance at the pluralistic daiichi.

    After finishing the welcome dinner party - once again, it was Eldrick''s specialty - the two of them back in the room were looking into what Eldrick called ''a little precious gem''.

    "A wedding ring or something. It''s a great gem to swear love. But why are they pearls when they can be picked in a mine?

    "Come on? It''s also an underground lake or something?

    "That''s where the shellfish are... It''s quite a fantastic sight."

    A crystal-clear underground lake that exists in a place like a bell cave.

    The water shines with a slight light, and at its bottom, the shellfish, dressed in cave pearls, sleep securely.

    Acorn''s eyes gleam with curiosity, imagining a fantastic sight.

    But the brilliance was lost like a incense fireworks.

    "But that''s it anyway, right? Pearls can be picked with giant two shellfish monsters. Because I know."

    "I don''t know if that''s necessarily true."

    I deny it, but Yut himself is half-hearted. No, I barely believe it.

    "It''s a jewel similar to a pearl, so maybe that''s just what they call it, right?

    "You didn''t write that."

    "Believe in the power of possibility."

    "Otherwise, you wouldn''t be invited to an adventure, would you?

    "Don''t tell me."

    Yut rolls into bed with the broom and affirms Acorn''s guess.

    If it''s just a gift, just give me that ''little precious gem''. I guess what we even talked about the mine is that we should go get it together.

    "Well, thanks to the dean, I can afford some time, and you can go"

    "After all, you want Zhuyin too"

    Then the story changes.

    Soon a motivated yuut woke herself up - and when she did, Akane pushed her shoulder back.

    "No, I''m not. Give it to Mr. Alcia."

    Akane tells Yut to scold the child while gently clinging to him.

    Her hair touched her cheeks tickling and she exhaled. It''s not my first situation, but I struggle to stay calm.

    "To Mr. Arcia?

    "That''s right. You''ll need it, wedding ring."

    Valtrude and I exchanged wedding rings made on Earth by ourselves.

    It''s still stuck in Yut''s pharmacopoeia.

    Of course, we can''t just go to Valtrude.

    "What about turning pearls into wedding rings"

    "That would be a good second engagement ring for Alcia, now that she''s blind."

    "Hmm..."

    The engagement ring I gave Alcia was an emotion-sensitive ring. It was an invaluable ability for her to be blind, but certainly, it may be decreasing in importance.

    He still lacked calm when he went so far with his thoughts, Yut, he finally realized.

    "Or is it just Mr. Arcia?

    "Next, it''s Mr. Arcia''s turn."

    "... right"

    "I''ll take good care of my insights. So do the yut. Baaah."

    I have a lot to say and think about. But looking back, I realized it was best to leave it to Akane.

    Don''t be hostile, Yut exhales and closes his eyelids.

    "Okay. I''ll be back with the jewels."

    "Mm-hmm. That''s fine."

    "The ring was given to Mr. Arcia. Because of this, how about necklaces and earrings?

    "I appreciate my attitude towards getting in the mood, but let''s not. Alcia doesn''t feel good about the same jewel."

    "... I can count on you"

    "Rely on me."

    Smile mischievously and squirm.

    Enchanted by the feeling, Acorn was relieved to bow his chest.

    A little while ago, Alusia sent me a Message spell asking me not to let Yut return. If it looked like this, it seemed to work.

    (Totally, that''s not easy to summarize.)

    Though I thought so, her expression was really fun.

    In conclusion, there was no monster of two shells that housed the cave pearl in its body.

    On the contrary, two shells did not exist either.

    But cave pearls did exist.

    "No way, I''m not such a dick..."

    In the belly of a monster called the Great White Worm.

    "I see. It''s a pearl, it''s an ore. It was a lie from the black dwarves."

    "Eight hundred lies or something, I''m not going to ask you now. I mean, is there such a word in this world..."

    Conscious for a long time of the wonders of translation skills equipped with world metastases.

    Slightly escaping is probably due to the reality of having to open the white worm with Adamantine''s long sword (long sword) and remove the stone from it.

    The members of the party, led by King Eldrick, are Cress to Yut. And a luxurious but biased member named Alsace.

    There is a strong impression that the cave pearls were successfully mined, but were wielded in spite of the heavenly lions called in Yut''s Invitation to Heavenly Lions (Beastlands).

    The pit is wide - probably because it''s a whiteworm passageway - but is there any inconvenience in working a few bodies side by side on the road, fortunately during misfortune?

    "But shit. This isn''t business."

    "Is that what you meant, you pulled me out..."

    As a monster, there is a wide variety of longworms (worms) in this Brewers.

    Sandworm living in the desert zone of the South. A rock worm that once halved inside a rock giant (Jarloot). A really wide variety, such as paralyzed worms with paralysis poison.

    This time the white worms hunted by the Yuts seemed to be a peculiar species that only inhabited the land, the staple food being rock.

    According to the updated description of Pluralistic Grandeur, the ingredients contained in the rock appear to crystallize in the body and become cave pearls. I have something in common with pearls in the sense that they can be in an organism''s body, but conversely, that''s about all.

    "Sometimes, you fail. That would be adventure."

    But there is only one satisfied person.

    It''s King Alsace, who took him out as promised.

    King Alsace, who bravely stepped into the cave with joy, was also the shooting down king of the day. Prince Cress seems impressed with the words that Alsace speaks. I''m nodding so I can bite it off.

    Without realizing that King Alsace simply enjoys himself.

    That''s not impossible either. Because each of the four men, divided into mountain ranges near the border in search of cave pearls, were just turning their backs and working.

    Nevertheless, the figure of a beautiful boy of your son judging a giant worm''s belly with a treasure sword and covered in mucus is much worse than the impression he gets from his brush tongue. If Eudit was there, he would be screaming.

    But he seemed not dissatisfied with King Alsace himself, but rather pleased.

    "By the way, it''s good to take it out, but how do we process it?"

    Eldrick, who finished the extraction work as soon as possible, says as he entertains the original stone of the cave pearl with his palm.

    If it is a small one, the extent to which it can be held in this way in the palm of the hand. The big one is about the human head. In cave pearls that cannot be described as beautiful even if decorated as they are, they are not worth as much as the rarely shaped stones that children have picked up in the river plains.

    "If we can''t process it, we can only use it to deploy it to the stone throwing unit."

    "In the meantime, let''s hit the mightiest contradiction and invincible shield"

    Yut rolled a smaller cave pearl onto the ground, beating another cave pearl bigger than that from the top. Somehow, I feel like a stone age.

    A tall, clear sound echoes across the cave.

    "Uh-huh. Subtle..."

    "No, you''re hurt."

    In contrast to Eldrick, who is somewhat excited, Yut has a face that doesn''t float.

    Slashing him with a sword didn''t stand his teeth, so I also know Eldrick gets high. But all I got was one small scratch. When I try to process it, I get distracted.

    There, Cress and Alsace also come running over with work interrupted.

    "But it should have been immutable..."

    "The truth is, is this the place... No, really absolutely immutable, the black dwarves can''t process it either. Should I have noticed first?"

    These two seemed rather discouraged to witness the legendary truth.

    Maybe he was expecting to be able to make some kind of weapon or armor with cave pearls of immutable nature.

    "Well, let''s just say we know we can scratch it."

    There is no indication of machining, but I put it up at the entrance.

    If the spell is useless, how about psychic power? If they don''t work, why don''t we release (purge) the divine power?

    I have as much to take home and experiment with.

    "Right. Do we gather the numbers and withdraw? Ha...... But what about the souvenirs to Laura?"

    "Think for yourself. I mean, you didn''t just come here to mine cave pearls, did you?

    To Yut''s point, Eldrick laughs niggly.

    And turned back to Alsace, not Yut.

    "Yes, yes. King Alsace."

    "What is it, change it"

    "Something. The Ray one took over the Verga Empire or something. Let''s move on to the example alliance."

    "Become..."

    The lightly said information put not only Alsace but also Yut out of line.

    He blacks and whites his eyes wondering why that happened, such as Prince Cress.

    "I can''t wait to see this system..."

    "No. If it''s an invasion from here, it could be tied the other way around..."

    In secret, did you take him out to such a remote place to tell this story?

    I thought there would be something behind it, but what a headache.

    "That''s why it''s worth keeping an alliance, isn''t it?

    "I don''t think so."

    A hero king and a king who aspires to be a hero shake hands.

    This determines policy and speaks of practice.

    As a "Moment Travel (Teleport)" personnel, I have a feeling they''re going to drive me out... Next time you''ll have a baby... "

    "Ha ha. To leave the child with a peaceful world. It''ll be worth the effort."

    Though a pressing challenge, we are not talking about moving forward immediately. Yut''s turn will be quite a while away.

    First, let''s make a ring out of the cave pearl itself.

    Of course, keep the source of the white worm a secret.

 411 Martial Arts Day Two of the Tabernacle Minutes Divine Bodies (Avatars)

    Day two of the Falv militancy.

    In front of the gods (avatars) gathered on the pedestal of God, lunches of the offering were spread out.

    Ritna ordered it from Oriental, but she herself said she was busy with her main business, packing it in a booth in the street village.

    While thanking her for that, the minute gods open their lids.

    That would associate an indoor lunch box if Yut or Akane saw it, except in the form of rice. Orthodox, such as fried dashi rolled eggs and grilled fish in a simmer, but high quality products are lined up.

    The serving is also heart-shattering in detail, equal to a single piece of art.

    "I wanted to show you to Riya..."

    "I bet you''re still sketching in the venue today."

    A god of knowledge, a goddess of death and witchcraft mourns the goddess of beauty, while feeding each other amicably. I just wanted to show it to you, and in that I didn''t say I wanted to feed you, I have no other intention... I should.

    Next to it, the Ducommerce Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine (Avatar) cooks lunch and drinks, and the Hellenic Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine Divine The miso marination of white fish had also given this goddess of war a fresh surprise. I didn''t know this would give it rich flavors and flavors. Oriental seasoning, difficult to insult.

    Unlike yesterday - although I have enough - today only this lunch box.

    Because of this, a sight that, although it lays hairs rather than leisure seats, can also be considered a guardian seat for athletic events, depending on what you see.

    But the sight shown on the outer walls of the arena was tragic and extreme.

    "There''s some blood shining, Egg Yan''s getting even bigger, and the masked swordsman is strangely worn out that he''s not dead."

    Merla''s reality is never exaggerated either.

    Masked Swordsman - Alsace was falling apart.

    Rarely beaten by Exile, so strange to be alive.

    "Hmm. Pretty good"

    Is that a word for Alsace or a feeling for cooking? The goddess of war, known as "ever-winning¡±, wipes her mouth and speaks praise.

    Whatever the dish was, it drew it from Exile to Divine Liberation (Purge). Alsace may say that he lost the game but won the battle.

    Yes. I sacrifice myself and entrust it to my people. Alsace''s life was also very much in line with Hellenonian aesthetics.

    "Ha ha. Also, Heavenly Grass Warrior''s ops win."

    To Yut''s triumph, Zeras God is also pleased. Lacia retreated after inaction of Exile in Circle of Stan, a mourning demon formation, due to an ambush by hidden arms.

    It may not be a squared battle, but it is a triumph narrowed in wisdom. As a family member of the Knowledge God, I would be able to give you a passing score.

    "You seem so happy. I''m glad Ritna''s not here."

    Truss-Sink God, who says so, was also as happy as he was about me.

    Yut, a family member of the husband god and favorite Arsian husband. Besides, Yut once showed a man a duel for Alcia.

    It no longer seemed like the couple were about to miss Yut.

    It was tragic, but both the gods and the people who watch it cheer for the battle that has exhausted their dying power. Without such an opportunity, it would never have been seen, because it is a confrontation.

    But such a soothing viewing landscape also changes in the next game.

    "Ray Cruz......"

    "Even now, intervene?

    "Is that what you can do"

    The Hellenonian god denies the sinister question of the Zeras god.

    The truth about Ray Cruz and Suigil''s sad love song, told from Vainamarinen. The truth about Ray Cruz falling into darkness.

    To the truth buried in darkness, the audience ceases.

    That would be natural, too. Because good and evil were inverted, and the victim and the perpetrator were replaced.

    Regardless, the Divine Bodies for being here - even the most unrelated Ducommerce God - grasp the fact.

    And it wasn''t a question of being able to shoulder either.

    As a matter of fact, the act of Effilroth, the maiden of the forest, is right as a god.

    By welcoming the victim, Szigil, as the apostle of God, it becomes a punishment for the elves inside who offered her as a sacrifice. He''ll be in the "Forest of Eternity¡± where the dead elves spend until they get their lives again, with narrow shoulders.

    It may seem sweet with that degree of punishment, because that is Ray Cruz''s point of view. I can''t punish you any more as a race god, outside of stripping you of the honor of being an apostle and returning you to earth.

    But this is only rightness from God''s point of view.

    As if to prove it, the gods for being here, to the maidens of the woods. And I was literally feeling my anger for the gods on my skin.

    "It''s not a problem..."

    Truss-Sink God Crush.

    This was the word that stood for the gods.

    "I can''t just leave you in trouble."

    "But if we can fix it, let''s do it."

    Zeras God shrugs his shoulders and Ducommerce God tilts his drink cup.

    The Hellenonian God remains firmly bound to his lips.

    Of course, the gods weren''t keeping their hands shut either. Other gods have advised Effilroth, who have bowed their way around the area.

    But even if it''s God, no, that''s why it''s hard to be right by being pointed out the error. Afterwards, Effilroth was unacceptable because he was complacent that he was doing the right thing.

    Even if Ray Cruz falls in the middle of the road, the evil gods will provide assistance.

    This conflict has come to an area where it can no longer be accommodated by the death of a party.

    "In the end, you have to realize your own mistakes."

    ¡°Constant victory," Helenonia said in a tone that pushed away, staring harshly at Valtrude''s defeat to Ray Cruz.

    The harshness is not unrelated to the fact that the decision-maker was accompanied by the indestructible swordsman Ginni O. Igle, who was the enemy.

    But that was also no big deal compared to the spiciness of witnessing the loss of believers.

    I just can''t give you a hand or anything, all the more so.

    For Helenonia, the "ever-winning", knows no defeat, and therefore cannot restore the defeated children. What a teething thing to be able to only watch.

    Never, never put it on your face or on your words, but don''t worry about Valtrude.

    "Well, don''t be so sad."

    I comfort such a Hellenonian God with a beautiful boy with a good look on his face.

    "My family, Heavenly Grass Brave, will take hold of my enemies."

    "You''re confident."

    "Naturally. Guys, you know what I mean."

    Not to say what - the god of knowledge, Zeras, smiles confidently.

    The minute divine body of the Knowledge God did not doubt the victory of his own family.

    Regardless, there is a basis for previous achievements and compatibility with Ray Cruz.

    But more than anything.

    They hurt the woman they like, and they''re not the kind of yuuts who put up with it.

    And the prophecy of Zeras God became a reality.

    It also surpassed Vainamarinen''s predictions, relentlessly poking Ray Cruz''s weakness.

    "But it''s nothing special about this. If it''s for Val, I''ll try to win as many times as I can. So, Val - me and, again, come with me!

    Yut''s proposal is in the arena. No, it resonates to the whole pedestal of God.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) jumps into the bosom of the Archmage.

    Glory and victory.

    A primitive construct of beating a mighty enemy to get a beautiful woman.

    The gods blessed it at all costs, too.

    "Brilliant. Brilliant."

    Zeras god who rejoices in letting go.

    "Same as always, but winning is winning."

    Helenonian god who seems slightly dissatisfied.

    "It''s a triumph to use a science spell. You can''t even complain."

    Truss-Sink God in such a way as pleasure.

    "Well, I can appreciate the fact that you fisted the last one."

    Somehow, the Ducommerce God, whose weapons seemed to have been treated crudely and seemed dissatisfied.

    All of which, if Yut had listened, he must have said back that it was an extra favor.

    "You seem satisfied."

    "Absolutely. It was worth coming all the way here."

    That''s what I say, the God of Knowledge looks up to heaven.

    Minutes As a god, but I visited in large numbers, naturally, for a reason.

    Reasons existed for each, but it must be said, after all, that as many as seven pillars of God gather in one place on earth. If so, the gods in heaven, good or evil, will also pay attention.

    That is no exception to Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, patron saint of the elves.

    From far heights, but you must have seen it. You must have felt it.

    Tell the humans how the deeds of Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, were seen.

    Their outrage must have arrived.

    And didn''t it hurt to see Yut?

    That even if you''re human, you don''t know what to do if you piss him off.

    No way, it''s not an exception because you''re ascending the floor of God.

    To let you know this, the god of knowledge, Zeras, and others, stepped into the martial arts. I simply never came to see you.

    Of course, they are gods with power far beyond man.

    It is also equivalent to playing with children, such as giving multiple meanings to a single act.

    "The rest depends on who you are."

    "This is just a matter of interference."

    To the worrying tone of the Hellenonian God, the Zeras God answers as he thrust away. In fact, any more interference is difficult.

    "Unfortunately, my lord."

    "Right. Trying to go home..."

    "- Is Riya good?

    I was about to start a return schedule, and the Ducommerce God makes confirmations in such a way as a one-off.

    Well timed, just there, just as yesterday the soulful Riya God came fluttering. It''s a soul-exhausted kind of flavor, but only your eyes hang on to your expectations.

    But look at the empty lunchbox, it turns into despair.

    "Oh, lunch... what?

    "There isn''t."

    Hellenonian God''s terminal and cruel response.

    They are also gods.

    I would never commit the same foolishness.

    Therefore, today we only had enough for each of them to eat.

    "Terrible......"

    But as yesterday, to the goddess of beauty and art who was counting on leftovers, a brutal ending. Fluffy, falling over the fur.

    "Oh, yeah. Well, I left you some money."

    Proceeds from Kamikaze (Amrita) shake ice. I put the rest of that copper coin in the palm of the rear god. Grabbing that penny all the time, the god''s share of the god of Riya. The god weeps.

    That''s joy and sadness. Which tear - only God knows.

 412 1. Gifts for You (Previous)

    Ever since the world shifted, Yut has been wearing high school uniforms. That was all I had at first, and even after I could afford it, no clothes of better quality than my uniform were in the Brewers.

    In that sense, I can say it was a choice that had to be stopped.

    It''s not that I can''t remember the problem of continuing to wear the same clothes, but I use the spell "Repair Items" and "Repair Items" as appropriate, so it''s not clean, and even if it''s torn, it''s fine.

    - And at least Yut thinks.

    This combination of collar and magic robe is now a trademark, and both private and formal were now passed through. Uniforms are the result of a breakthrough in Japanese common sense that they can be used for coronations.

    Though, of course, I don''t only have this one.

    Some suits I wore at my wedding with Valtrude, and since I''ve been able to travel to and from Earth, I''ve brought in my room clothes.

    Yut himself is a stranger, but strangely, some of those clothes were at Alcia''s disposal.

    "I knew it wouldn''t be the same with hand stitching..."

    Arcia holds the pyjamas Yut left in her chest and observes her collar still. Sewing is solid and the fabric feels good on the skin. This was not considered to be a common commercial product.

    Alcia''s gaze moves from the shoulder of her pyjamas to the side with a serious look on her face, even as she holds a marvel.

    Fortunately, there are no other figures in the Alusian office set up within the Temple of Truss-Sink in Falve. If there were other humans, it was a sight that could be misinterpreted as if the beloved daughter of the goddess of death and sorcery had awakened to fetishism.

    Of course, it''s a complete misunderstanding.

    I''m observing Yut''s clothes to help with the work. I also try to hold it close, not because of my poor eyesight, but because I''m not used to the act of seeing it with my eyes, I just bring it close by.

    I have no other intention.

    It is proof of this that I put the pyjamas I had on my hands by my desk and held the clothes I was about to make.

    "I hope we make it..."

    I can only imagine the form because it is incomplete, but at first glance it was a top close to the military uniform and the length seemed to be around the lower back. This would mean that they are similar to Yut''s student clothes as well.

    We had to do this until we left greetings to the acorns, an Alusian errand.

    It was to make clothes for Yut by hand.

    Even so, not all work is just what Arcia has.

    Design and mould paper creation is requested through Acorn to Vermilio, who has a proven track record in King Alsace''s wedding costumes.

    Urdan and Dravael, the dragon engineers who visited to create the Dragon Golem, each asked the dragon''s leather to accommodate a needle and thread.

    Naturally, I paid the price, but everyone responded comfortably.

    What I aimed for was just one piece of clothing for the world.

    When I heard the concept, I remember Acorn saying, "That''s the kind of clothes a naked king would want". Well, if you''re naked, you''ll want any clothes.

    A naked king means he was probably chased by the throne. It is only natural to ask for a great outfit in order to get back on track.

    "Well, let''s do another good job"

    Saying that to no one, Arcia regains her temper.

    What Urdan has prepared is a stunning black dragon leather. Thin, but light, durable and does not inhibit movement.

    Also, while it is a glossy and breathtaking material, it is difficult to spot it as leather unless it is also appraised in detail. It would only look like an unknown beautiful fabric.

    Expand the use of dragon leather in addition to weapons and protective equipment.

    Following Yut''s suggestion, it was one of the ends of the results studied by Urdan.

    But it''s also physically difficult to sew it.

    So I asked Dravael to buy Adamantine sewing needles and Magic Silver (Mithral) threads. Even so, the consideration is barter by booze, not money. Instead, it was harder to stop the dravaels wanting to make it.

    If it is an Adamantine needle that somewhat ignores the hardness of the substance, the dragon''s leather can also be pierced. The operation was a success.

    In addition, the magical silver fiber, which is also the sail of the Tubasa, was durable and was a suitable material for this garment.

    The only thing missing is the skill to sew it.

    It''s been a story since Valtrude gave me a crimson eyelid, but as a village daughter''s common sense, Alcia has also acquired sewing skills.

    However, I was heavily aware that at that level of skill there was a lack of strength. So I also had the option of even asking Regina to sew.

    But Alcia doesn''t choose that path.

    There was no special focus on handcrafting.

    The Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight), given to Valtrude by Yut, was eventually completed through various human hands. On the contrary, the many gates that Valtrude presented to Yut, the Infinite Portal, were not won by themselves.

    I wish I had a heart, and it''s the best thing that makes me happy.

    Understanding that, it should be noted that the reason why Alcia can sew it forward is very simple.

    Just, yeah. I wanted to do something for him.

    If they tell me I''m selfish, I can''t help it. "So what''s wrong?," and let''s reopen.

    I won''t let anyone tell me I''m self-satisfied, etc.

    Nevertheless, handcrafting is important, but it is out of the question, such as blurry objects.

    Therefore, I decided to rely on the power of the spell.

    There is a spell called Skill Mastery that bottoms up the ability to create objects, such as blacksmiths, masonry, and woodworking, in the second staircase.

    Spending a lot of that magic medicine (potion) that Ren had prepared for him, Arcia was immersed in the work. If you look, there is a crate at the bottom of the desk, where empty bottles are arranged neatly.

    "Still, you can''t sew that constantly."

    The enemy is the machine. Yut was used to that high quality garment from time to time. Just to be clear, it''s an extra opponent in people''s hands.

    Still, you can''t lose.

    Alcia gave her eye drops and then went back to work.

    In anticipation of this, I''m impressed that the acorn that gave me the eye drops is just fine. It was trial and error until I could give it right, but it was worth it.

    All you have to do is take your time. The immaturity of the arm has to be covered with it.

    One needle at a time, proceed with caution.

    All I can think of is Yut''s face.

    In the first place, it was also thanks to Yut that I was able to think of my face. I gave up completely once, restoring my eyesight. Across a dangerous bridge. But he accomplished it.

    At that moment, I was so impressed that I made a proposal.

    "Want."

    Slight, but Adamantin''s needle stabbed Arcia''s finger.

    Block the wound with a primary healing spell, being careful not to lose blood.

    Again, even if I bottom-up with Skilled Proficiency, if I have a mental upset, the movement of the needle will be disrupted. I want to keep sewing heartless, but really, I think about Yut.

    The first time I saw him, the shock was too great to remember him well.

    In addition to being manipulated by the immense magic emanating from Obelisk, man appeared out of nowhere where where where he had been relieved that the helix of despair (Leliouria) had not been resurrected.

    For Alcia, who perceives her surroundings with pseudo-vision, it was an astonishing phenomenon.

    Therefore, it was then that I recognized the Yut individual. Since claiming to be a different world.

    I didn''t think of it as an absurd fabrication. Although at the inheritance level, the existence of a number of different worlds is known. To the extent that I''ve added one to it.

    Later, it turns out that I just couldn''t understand the civilization level of the planet...

    More than that, I was impressed with Yut''s ability to acquire spells. As a follower of Truss-Sink or as an Alusian individual. Though I didn''t think I could imitate it.

    Plus, his joining the party gave him more stability. Rather than, did you just not think about it before?

    Yut''s words were strangely persuasive, adding thickness to the tactics that were one-sided in the assault. By the time he graduated from the Wizard and became known as Warlock, he had become a trustworthy companion, whether or not he was from another world.

    That''s right, fellow. Never, not a lover.

    I knew very well that he and Valtrude were attracted, even if they were blind.

    Yet I was secretly outraged when I said I was going home. I understand it''s a bitter decision, and I didn''t say anything because I don''t deserve to pinch my mouth there.

    So when Yut made the decision to stay here and accepted Valtrude, I was delighted from the bottom of my heart.

    Because Valtrude thought Yut and Valtrude would be happy.

    It was also my intention, so to speak, not to leave Yut behind, that I had made him my fianc¨¦e, including Acorn. Now, I know that.

    For that reason, I was confused when Yut proposed to me.

    I never thought I was worth that much, and I''m willing to marry you. No, I had no idea I could.

    But......

    Confused, what was sought was a joy. And I was also curiously aware that he would have refused even if he had done the same thing besides Yut.

    Most importantly, let Jonah say, "Alcia, I''m too unconscious". Because it was obvious how Alcia felt and how Verga reacted after her visit to Falve.

    Well, that''s not too bad.

    Slightly blushing her cheeks, Arcia snapped. In an unmanned space, a slightly rubbed voice penetrates and disappears.

    In fact, working for him while thinking about him was unexpected and exhilarating.

    Would you be surprised? Would you be happy?

    Imagine, Arcia cautiously. But we proceeded with the work in time for Yut to return.

 413 2. Gifts for you (after)

    "I don''t know what I''m going to do because all of a sudden I''m going to come and tell you to lend me a place or something. I don''t know if I''m going to make a wedding ring. What do you think I am?"

    "Guh. Again, no."

    Yut, who was processing the cave pearl (Cave Pearl) while maintaining the activated spell, gives a desperate voice.

    Because cave pearls are precious - but if you fail, the proposal is far away. Naturally.

    Therefore, he didn''t seem to hear Vainamarinen complain or anything. Hair irritated and exhale loudly.

    The Great Sage''s Eight Yen Tower (Eight Circles) is bigger than Falve''s fortress, and many rooms are unused.

    Yut, who returned to Falv with acorns from the Kingdom of Tydrack, visited the Eight Yen Tower shortly afterwards and occupied the vacancy. In a room about 4 meters square with no furniture, I immersed myself in the work.

    That was a few days ago.

    Since then, I have been "Moving Moments (Teleport)" to the Eight Yen Tower to finish my normal business and encourage the making of rings.

    Despite this, progress is not ridiculous. I didn''t know how many failures this made anymore.

    What was used was the Ninth Staircase''s theoretical spell, King of the Earth, which gained the privilege of exercising various sorceries about the source elements of the earth. Previously, it activated the Earth Ringing (Move Earth) from there, creating the foundation of the Falve.

    This time, with the spell "Rock Processing (Stone Deformation)," it was assumed to have immutable properties - dividing the cave pearls into several pieces. It became a few centimetres shard, trying to deform it into a ring - once again, it was failing.

    However, being able to fail also means saying that the spell works. It''s all because there''s a bottom up due to divine liberation (purge). Otherwise, "rock processing" would have had no effect whatsoever.

    By then, cave pearls are not absolute but immutable. I can''t help but wonder what the Black Dwarves are doing.

    And it occurred to me that it would have been good to be an apprentice to God, the face of Zeras, a good knowledge god, but I decided to forget it immediately.

    "Damn, I didn''t expect to crush a gem to make one ring. It''s hard to fall."

    "... that''s what I think too"

    Finally, Yut reacts to Vainamarinen.

    Not because they poked me where it hurt, but because Yut himself, it was what I thought.

    To activate the King of the Earth, you need a Spinel as a catalyst. It''s worth hundreds of gold coins, too.

    As long as you struggle to use it and crush it, you can buy a ring with that money. Everyone would think so.

    There''s no point in arguing, it''s a complete truth.

    But Yut was obsessed with handmade.

    Why?

    The reason was, I wasn''t sure myself.

    The only reason is because King Eldrick recommended me. This is how I collected it, but it won''t always be what I have to use either.

    Sure, the nature of immutability deserves a wedding ring that vows love, but you don''t need to focus only on cave pearls anywhere.

    "In the end, I just wanted proof that I did something to Mr. Arcia..."

    In fact, if it were handmade, it would please you, but it''s also amateur work.

    Speaking of pure quality, it is definitely inferior to the earthly wedding ring I gave Valtrude.

    They might call it self-gratification, but I wanted to keep it in shape.

    "Blue. Blue!

    "Uuch."

    "I''m not saying it''s bad. You can only experience the smell of blue when you''re young."

    "At this point, let me be clear, in my marriage and in my experience, I''m better than Jii."

    "Right."

    "... you admitted uncommonly and honestly"

    "For that matter, the eagle has more unknown possibilities. Wouldn''t it be better for me to do this if I were in the same situation?

    Unhesitatingly find the Great Sage to be worshipped by people from all over the world, Yut looking for words of objection.

    But he opened his mouth twice and three times, but in the end, the words were never uttered.

    Valtrude or Arcia. Besides, the very assumption that someone else might be able to do better is pointless in the first place because Acorn never marries anyone but himself.

    It''s more constructive to figure out how to process it successfully than that.

    "... Isn''t this the only way to use the earth''s jewels anymore?

    I can''t stop you.

    Vainamarinen, who said slightly awkward, took a piece of cave pearl in his hand.

    I seriously observe it as I stroke my beard.

    "You don''t look like a gem. You get this, and there''s a woman who''s happy?

    "It''s my mission to clean that up!

    "It''s that one already. A hallucinogenic spell would be fine."

    "It''s not a small leaf judgment..."

    "Kakaka. Well, be precise, be upbeat"

    A big smiling sage turns his heel and tries to get out of the room.

    Yut didn''t stop it.

    Rent a place. What, but it only gets in the way, and even if it works out well with Vainamarinen''s advice and handouts, that''s complicated.

    - No, I forgot one thing.

    "Oh. Yes, Mr. Jii"

    "What?

    "Next time, I''m going to have a baby"

    Turning to the back of someone who should also be said to be my grandfather in this world - one another, although we would honestly not admit it - Yut finally fulfills his report.

    "Hmm..."

    Vainamarinen stopped, resulting in a grunt interspersed with emotion and joy.

    "Right or right. You have to stay alive until that child is older."

    "Even if you shut up, you''d still be alive. Why are you such a special winner?"

    "Why?

    Vainamarinen cuts words once and gives a naughty look as he looks back.

    "While you were in your mother''s belly, you had to tell her that your father had made a ring for another woman."

    "Seriously, die"

    "Kuhahahahaha"

    Yut, who kicked out his landlord, the Great Sage, in an unrelenting tantrum, exhales as the stone sees a bumpy ceiling.

    "Then we need to finish it so we can say that the ring is this one."

    And he also activated a spell and immersed himself in the work.

    Originally, the Rock Processing spell is not used to cut or polish gems.

    It was only a slightly more convenient spell, such as drilling holes in stone doors and walls, creating new entrances, and creating a primitive body for creating demonic puppets (golems) and demonic figurines (gargoyles) from rock masses.

    In the first place, it''s weirder for a magician (wizard) to process a gem. Whether you want to make a magic fixture (magic item) for a ring, you just need to ask a real craftsman.

    However, it is also a further story that the use of Yut''s spell is not normal.

    The backbone of the theoretical spell is the will and image to alter the world. Then it is not impossible to process the immutable cave pearl itself into a ring.

    Concentrate your spirit by lifting it high with both hands so as to dedicate a split cave pearl shard.

    What you should think of is the image of the finished product.

    Neither course nor procedure matters. itself, is produced.

    The ring. The ring.

    State-sensitive ring given to Valtrude.

    An emotion-sensitive ring I gave to Alcia.

    The guardian ring I gave Acorn.

    Invisibility Ring, a hidden ring that worked when I returned to Earth.

    The Ring of Arc Mage, a ring of great magicians who always wear it, to help them exercise their spells.

    A luxurious ring in the treasure of the dragon.

    The ring worn by nobles and merchants.

    Parents'' wedding ring.

    Rings I saw in the catalog to pick a wedding ring.

    A stamp ring in lieu of a pass given to me by Verga - let''s forget it.

    On Earth, on the Brewers. Just jewelry, magic equipment. I''ve seen a lot.

    Think of them, close your eyes, concentrate your spirit, and magic into cave pearls.

    White cave pearls emit pale light, gradually distorting the contours.

    The sphere turns into a circle that Yut thought of.

    - It''s supposed to be.

    (... Oh, no)

    Reason is right.

    That''s supposed to happen, but I feel signs of failure - cave pearls collapsing, which should be immutable - just like before.

    What shouldn''t have happened?

    You''re right, but you fail. If so, isn''t that right?

    Then what is right?

    (Ring¡­ correct¡­ yes¡­)

    Unexpectedly, the image switches.

    The ring. Yes, the ring.

    The purpose is not to make a ring.

    The purpose is to give Alcia the ring she made and please her.

    Arcia. Archbishop (Patriarch) serving the Truss-Sink God.

    A woman who was intelligent and was the best at the party in the sense of being able to talk.

    Now, I''ve been made fun of many times, and conversely, when this one cares about it, it gets wolfy as soon as possible.

    She''s a lovely woman.

    I don''t know how long I''ve been aware of it.

    I was decisively conscious of the fact that my life was given down from the Temple of Truss-Sink to make a child with Yut - and since I was confessed?

    While I was angry at the inhumane mission, except for that point, I never hated it. I didn''t feel uncomfortable with the imagination of Alcia holding a child.

    Believable and dependable existence.

    That thought is not a one-way street, and Alcia should be the same.

    Even if you have a favor, it''s not the same relationship as love.

    We thought it was friendship.

    Each other, Valtrude came first.

    So the relationship progressed only after our friendship with Valtrude was finalized.

    So maybe it was inevitable that the relationship progressed.

    What a strange relationship.

    But I can''t help but like it.

    Who decided that there was only one important thing?

    I want Alcia to be happy, and I want to be happy.

    We''re all happy, what''s wrong?

    The way Arcia smiles with the ring on her pharmacopoeia comes to mind. Instead of a crimson eyelid, he exposed Dark Brown''s eyes, where Yut was shown.

    At the same time, the feeling of her hand that she once touched comes back to life.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    I was sure.

    Piece fits tightly.

    Magic. No, divine power abounds, converges, and the spirit that was concentrating slowly relaxes.

    On the palm of his hand, he was riding what he thought.

    "Okay."

    Yuut with a smile of Kaishin.

    At the next moment, the figure had disappeared from the Eight Yen Tower.

 414 3. Pledge (Previous)

    "Val!"

    "Wow. What is it, Yut? Don''t surprise me."

    Peaceful time before bedtime.

    Valtrude, who was spending time with Jonah in his own room, raised his voice like he was in a panic to a sudden visitor. I felt signs that someone had appeared in front of the door, but all of a sudden I was surprised at how the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) came in.

    As a yut, I suddenly meant to take into account that I didn''t "move indoors instantly (teleport)," but I couldn''t even pass it on.

    For some reason, Yut honestly apologized, surprised by Valtrude, who was cleaning up the paper on the desk.

    "Bad. Oh, was Jonah with you"

    "Because I''m Val''s teacher"

    "Me and Arcia are disciples of Jonah."

    Students say it more proudly.

    Everywhere, positive.

    Still a killer landscape room, but now, he had brought in a low table and studied reading and writing with Yona. Valtrude wore minimal reading and writing at one time, but after a busy day with militants on an adventure in heaven... part of it was disappearing beyond oblivion.

    No, that''s not accurate.

    Except for part of it - my name, etc. - it disappeared beyond oblivion.

    "It rusts if you use it. That makes sense. But all we have to do is grind it back."

    VALTRUDE burning with no way of doing it and re-learning.

    To its positive appearance, even Larsia said she held her eyeballs.

    Aside from that, Yut has been intruding where he is studying.

    It was only natural to be asked what it was for.

    "So, what''s Yut doing?

    "Ha. They''re asking me to leave because I''m in the way of my studies."

    "If you''re free, I''ll give Val a challenge and let her study herself, so I''ll play"

    "I didn''t expect to be slashed from behind..."

    "Just"

    I haven''t really taken care of Jonah lately, and it''s the mountains that want to, but not now.

    "I''m going to propose to Mr. Arcia."

    "Right..."

    Round your eyes to more surprise than when Yut came in earlier, but the tone is mild.

    Instead of what''s to come... maybe he thinks he''s slipped in so far because of himself.

    Say hello to Alcia.

    "Oh. I''ve been entrusted"

    I don''t need any more words.

    "Yeah, yeah. Jun, Jun, Jun."

    I don''t need it.

    While feeling ominous about Jonah''s reaction, which seemed as happy as mine, Yut turned back his heel after finishing the report.

    "Oh, speaking of which. Acorn told me."

    - I was on the verge of getting out of the room, and I was stopped.

    "When Yut returns, tell him to show his face to himself."

    "Said so."

    "I''m in a hurry..."

    "You better be honest with me"

    "Right... right"

    The Albino girl tells me that Yut decides to obey honestly.

    I was aware that I was in a hurry or distracted.

    It floats to the point that I don''t think it''s too bad, even if I realize I haven''t cleaned up after where I rented it.

    I mean, others are so much more trustworthy.

    Then you should follow the advice.

    "Oh, Yut. You''re back."

    There, the acorn showed up in good time.

    It is no coincidence that she appeared.

    "I''m glad you asked Lulu."

    "Lulu......? Dal-Lukash."

    I didn''t get there by name. The only time I could notice the return of Yut, who has been "Momentum Moving", was within the castle fortress I only thought of about the Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon).

    Nevertheless, I have no idea what Acorn''s errands are.

    "Well, whatever that naming sense is, Zhu Yan. I''m going to propose to Mr. Arcia."

    "You got a ring, huh? Well, wait a minute."

    Acorn returns to his room, taking something and returning.

    Yut waited for it in a hurry, but the choice was right.

    "You''re not prepared anyway, are you? Use this."

    They expected this to happen.

    Above Acorn''s palm was a ring case. Biload pasted box with satin interior. Is the black chic case the right color for the cave pearl?

    "It''s..."

    "No way, were you going to give me the ring naked?

    "... ah"

    "I can''t help it at all."

    Akane, who seems happy, even though it is open.

    Holding such a fianc¨¦e''s hand, Yut gratefully received it.

    "That''s right, Zhuyin. I can count on you."

    "I''d rather love you than rely on you."

    "I love you."

    "... Now, go!

    Pushed back by such words of encouragement, Yut rushed out to the Temple of Truss-Sink, where Alusia is.

    "Yes?"

    Arcia reacted sensitively to the sound of a modest knock.

    It speeds up Yut''s clothes, which were spreading on the desk, but encourages him to enter the room without changing his expression.

    I can fix it properly.

    Alcia believed that, but at a time when she didn''t know who was coming but wasn''t wearing a crimson eyelid, she was reluctant to say it was perfect. You''ll be fortunate that your visitors weren''t calm either.

    "At this hour, I''m sorry"

    It was an unexpected person who opened the door and came in.

    No, it''s not unexpected. I had a hunch.

    But I was going to go here by appointment.

    "I don''t mind that."

    Arcia gets up and invites Yut into the room.

    The Alusian office in the Temple of Truss-Sink is well organized and there are no inconveniences even for sudden visitors.

    Yet, Arcia was nervous. Oddly, I''m thirsty.

    You''re so tired.

    What''s wrong with you at this hour?

    Usually, words don''t come out without thinking.

    A strange silence creeps between us.

    "Now what..."

    It was Yut who broke that silence.

    I visited from him, so it''s natural in a way.

    In contrast, Arcia just stares with dark brown eyes.

    My heart is pounding and my face is on fire.

    Conscious of the heights of the flesh that cannot be controlled by the spirit, I can remember the illusion as if the bones and muscles of the whole body are gone.

    Heartfelt - not that, but I know what Yut is trying to say.

    "Alcia."

    "Hiya!

    I can''t turn the curtain.

    Yut is laughing.

    Even myself, I feel sorry for getting away with it.

    But I can''t and I don''t want to.

    Alcia stops on the spot and prepares to breathe.

    Yut, too, waited for it.

    In the center of the room, the two stare at each other.

    In the eyes of both of you, you see the person you love.

    "All the time, I want to be with you. So let''s get married."

    "... Yes"

    It''s the second time I''m proposed.

    Even so, last time, it was a proposal to go out with the premise of marriage. This time, it''s not like that again.

    The sincerity that is conveyed because you have drained the decorations.

    Alcia also responded straight.

    Visible, I can see Yut is relieved. I got over one hurdle, so I guess that''s natural, too.

    But for Alcia, not quite.

    Still, there seemed to be a continuation.

    "Truth is, maybe I shouldn''t give it to you right now..."

    With that said, Yut takes out the little box.

    It was in my uniform pocket, something I''m not familiar with in Arusia.

    But I understand what it is.

    "Yut...... kun"

    "Open it."

    Stick, nod honestly like a little kid, and put your hands on the lid of a billord.

    The first thing I jumped in was so white that my eyes hurt.

    Purity, innocence, goodness.

    A strong positive image pops in. Its identity is a pure white ring that is white everywhere and does not donate dirt.

    Thin, worn and uninterrupted white circle ring. It was not an elaborate design, and there were no fine decorations or other gems. Together, rings that look cheap.

    But it was beautiful.

    Glossy, it seems to shine in itself, giving it a feeling of impenetrable beauty. That was well reflected in the black satin interior.

    Classy, rigorous, immutable.

    As fascinated, Alcia can''t help but notice the ring in her hand.

    When I went abroad, I was recommended this cave pearl.

    "... cave pearls?

    It''s like being in a dream, a groaning voice.

    Oh, yeah. This must be a dream.

    I''m encountering a dream reality.

    "It''s supposed to be immutable in nature, and it would be perfect to swear love"

    "Immutable......"

    Sure, yeah.

    This must be inviolable or indecent of anyone.

    "But if it''s immutable?

    "I did something with the spell. So the design looks amateur - says Arcia!?"

    For some reason, tears flooded me.

    Suddenly, I didn''t reach my limit.

    As a result of thinking about Yut while making clothes and putting my thoughts into the past and the future, my emotions grew unknowingly, and now that I stand, I''ve made up my mind.

    "It''s too early to cry."

    Yut holds Arcia and whispers so in his ear.

    I wiped my tears with my fingers, and with my ring case to my hand, I took out the ring of the cave pearl.

    The ring case got in my pocket again, and I gripped my hand tightly in Arcia''s white and smooth - not even rough at needlework these days.

    "Like this cave pearl, I swear I''ll never change my love."

    And on his left hand pharmacopoeia, an innocent and innocent ring was gently fitted.

    "Then, let''s be two better people, as I processed it beautifully this way"

    "Yeah...... Right."

    Alcia returns words in her dreams.

    In doing so, turn it into a table, turn it upside down, and stare seriously into the fitted hands of the ring.

    Like I wish you wouldn''t wake up if you were dreaming.

    Let''s pretend this is real.

    "Oh, it''s the right size. Good......"

    Yut breaks his rapport when he relieves himself from the bottom of his heart without realizing how Alcia feels or anything like that. I have no choice. We got past the last hurdle.

    Alcia, who saw it, went crazy that he was nervous too.

    Then, for some reason, there comes remorse. Aren''t you the only one who showed ugliness?

    "Right. If I had a different size here, I would have ruined it."

    Finally regaining room, Arcia tries to fight back.

    "Yeah. I figured you''d better laugh"

    But with the bright red to his neck, he didn''t seem convincing. Hugged by Yut, he falls lightly.

    "I wonder if that depends on Yuto in the future"

    At least to the resistance, Arcia answered softly.

    In Yut''s chest.

 415 4. Pledge (after)

    "That''s right."

    Alcia was holding herself in the bosom of a loved one and giving herself up to a sense of happiness.

    The Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch) raised his face as if it had been played.

    Now, I realized the embarrassment - not that.

    In the first place, there''s only two of us in the temple''s office. I''m not doing anything wrong, and I don''t need to be shy, etc., anywhere. It''s good to be grand. If you don''t think so, you''re going to fall... and so on. Never.

    So it''s something else that Alcia noticed.

    "I have something I want to give you too, Yuto."

    All this time, the clothes I''ve been preparing.

    I can''t say it''s perfect yet, and to thank you for a lovely gift... I don''t know if it will, but I want him to see it. Nor was she calm enough to resist that desire.

    "Oh. Could it be an Alusian errand..."

    That''s it, Yut seems to have guessed something.

    I nod when I''m good at it, but soon it turns into a subtle look with a small bone stabbed in my throat.

    I want to tell you, but I can''t.

    He looked like that.

    That, too, is as palpable a look as even Arcia, who is unfamiliar with reading facial expressions, notices. I couldn''t ignore it, I couldn''t.

    Was it good or bad to be blind?

    With that in mind, Arcia says.

    "By the way, that''s what I call it."

    Yut tries to call Alcia by name alone. Perhaps he''s consciously changing it.

    But Alcia is as usual. I haven''t changed anything in particular.

    That must have been what I was unhappy with Yut.

    The caller is the caller. Neither more nor less. You don''t need to be overly aware. You don''t have to change it, and conversely, it''s not a bad idea to change it to this opportunity.

    Although.

    This is not a good moment right now. I feel that way.

    Wouldn''t it be too sensational and epoch-making and less teething? To the entity, the timing is too good.

    Arcia didn''t think that far either, but I guess she instinctively understood. Quickly, raise objections.

    "Wouldn''t it be as good as ever if I didn''t have to change it? It''s something that you''re unconscious and you''re changing naturally, right? And yes. All of a sudden, you don''t know what to say from around you."

    Exactly. Exactly.

    And honesty is also Yut''s weakness. The more rational the story is, the more you admit it even if you''re at a disadvantage.

    As for Alcia, I think it''s really preferable there, but it doesn''t matter now.

    "Sure. Larsia..."

    "I wonder if Jonah will, too."

    Alcia wasn''t on the spot, but she also said she has a priori who has teared up her proposal at the militant party.

    Those two dances should want to avoid Yut as well.

    That prospect was right......

    But Alcia still didn''t know what a man was.

    "But it doesn''t matter when you''re alone, does it?

    "Huh...? Well, I guess...?

    Returned to the verdict by the verdict, Arcia is about to be convinced.

    That, to be honest, was a very attractive suggestion. Is there a woman who can''t help but keep secrets from someone she likes?

    - Danger, if you don''t realize it.

    "No, you can''t. You''ll have trouble getting out in front of everyone when you''re alone."

    "There are a few stocks of Larsia''s weaknesses."

    "You are not allowed to use!

    I can''t help being strongly asserted.

    With that said, Yut shrugs his shoulders.

    Alcia exhaled.

    The same goes for Larsia and Yona, but there is also an obligation to report to Valtrude and Acorn. This place should go first and foremost.

    "I have to ask for my lovely daughter-in-law''s favor."

    "So already! So wait."

    They say there''s a story in Yut''s hometown about putting out a snake with a snake on it.

    Alcia remembers words she heard back in the day.

    The snake that came out this time was the biggest, but it also seemed to bring happiness.

    Turn your back to cover your loose face and open your desk drawer slightly rampantly. It has long been a stash of sewing tools and clothing.

    I panicked, but I was relieved that the wrinkles had not stopped by.

    When there was no point hiding it anymore, he stepped back under Yut with his clothes in his chest.

    "Clothing?"

    "I tried sewing clothes with dragon leather. It would be nice if you liked it."

    Yut spreads the clothes he was given to press in front of him.

    Large collar. The lower collar was also thick and crossed in front of the chest. The leafer coat looks like a base with both front hangings, but the buttons are hidden like a bi-wing tailoring. Also a simple design with no decorative buttons.

    However, because it is a premium material and tailoring to see, the design is accentuated by the lack of decoration.

    The colors are based on black. The lower collar was of gold thread, the upper collar was edged red and the shoulder was also accented.

    Naturally, it can be naturally included in a more glamorous and formal setting than in a uniform. Now, I don''t have any problems with everyday use.

    On the contrary, it is more robust and defensive than poor armor because it uses dragon leather, although at first glance it is not a texture that can be seen as a leather product.

    Exactly, clothes for Yut.

    "Alcia, did you get this? Hand-stitched?"

    "That''s right."

    Uh, Yuut observes Black Dragon Clothes (Dragon Claus) from the back.

    Things like being impressed rather than impressed were a different part of anticipation - or, paranoia - but I''m not feeling bad.

    "Mr. Acorn told me. He said he can''t wear his clothes now or forever. So instead I thought..."

    "This is a uniform. Well, this is what my uniform looked like to this guy."

    "... don''t you like it?

    I''m sadder that I couldn''t give something that would please me than I wasn''t.

    It seems like the same thing, but for Alcia there is as much difference between heaven and earth.

    "No, no, no. Because it''s not. It''s usually good looking. Because it''s not a deception or anything. Yeah, it looks good."

    "Really?"

    "Oh. Thanks to Val, I''m deciding not to throw up."

    "That''s wise."

    Finally, a smile returns for both of us.

    They''re going to wonder what it''s like to give another woman''s name at a time like this, but Arcia thinks that''s different.

    It''s the two of you, Yut and Arsia, that puts Valtrude out to make out, too.

    That''s natural, of course. We can do that, so they''ll be together.

    "Speaking of which, can I keep getting these clothes?

    Spread the black dragon coat given to you by Alcia in front of you and make sure it''s the size. Perfect... I don''t know from Kama, but it doesn''t look like it''s a problem.

    "Later, will you let me fine-tune it?

    "That''s good... In the first place, I knew exactly how big my clothes were."

    "... I asked Mr. Acorn"

    "I see."

    It''s been a story since I came to the Brewers, but Yut, who had his childhood friends make clothes for him, seems convinced by that.

    No way, you must have never imagined they were even taking out your own clothes.

    "It''s a nice outfit, so I thought you weren''t wearing it to your wedding."

    "That''s what you did."

    Alcia holds her abundant breasts and smiles that she is relieved.

    But his expression clouded suddenly like mountain weather, and Yut and I looked at each other.

    "A wedding..."

    "It''s a wedding..."

    "It''s a wedding..."

    "It''s a wedding..."

    The end of the phrase is different, but where it means the same.

    Even if you don''t rely on an emotional ring, Alcia can tell. Yut will be with you.

    "... what do we do?

    "What shall we do?"

    As for Alcia, I don''t admire weddings.

    No, to be absolute, I have a saying, but the truth is that I saw Valtrude''s grand ceremony and was satisfied with it.

    Besides, I got a ring. I gave her clothes.

    As a separation, that''s enough. Unlike Valtrude and Akane, I need to be revealed.

    More importantly......

    "When it''s a wedding, you''re coming, right?

    "You must be here."

    He had also recently descended into a militant party. Because it''s an avatar.

    That''s what I have for you before the building. Yeah, well, there shouldn''t be any reason to visit Falv...

    "But Truss-Sink God cares a lot about Alcia..."

    "Though I don''t think one believer will get that far"

    "Again."

    He looks like he doesn''t believe at all, and Yut slaps Arcia on the shoulder. However, his smile and voice were dry.

    "Yut is not the favorite of Zeras God"

    "What cause?"

    "... those two are getting married"

    "Couple God''s Favorite..."

    "There''s no way."

    "At least I hope we don''t have more facilities"

    Beginning in the castle fortress of the Hellenonian god, the theatre of the god of beauty, the tomb of the goddess of death and sorcery, the training ground of the god of power, the library of the god of knowledge. And the clock tower at Bride''s Square.

    I can''t pack up more every time I get married.

    "After all, shall we not have a wedding"

    "No, you can''t just not Mr. Arcia."

    That''s it, this is it, Yut asserted forcefully.

    I''m glad. Honestly, I''m glad.

    "But let''s not be flashy."

    "... right"

    It was a moment to remember, when the two of us felt one.

    So, I guess.

    "Yut kun"

    "Hmm?"

    "There''s something I want you to go with me."

    I''ve been thinking about it.

    When I realized it, I thought it was thick and the words I didn''t mean to say were out of resistance.

    "Fine. Oh, but" Moments to Move (Teleport) "..."

    Without asking anything, Yut undertakes.

    Always is.

    So I can leave Valtrude to you.

    So I give myself up to myself.

    "Right around the corner."

    I don''t even let that inside out for a bite, I stare at my husband - yes, he''s already my husband - with dark brown eyes, and I tell him where I''m going.

    With shock and joy, I completely forgot that I was exposing my face to Yut, etc.

 416 5. Face to Face with the Past (previous)

    "It was getting so dark"

    Yut, out of the Temple of Truss Sink, looks up at the starry sky and crumbles.

    I was aware it was night, but apparently I was losing my sense of time. This is probably due in part to the fact that he was running blindly from the castle fortress to the Temple of Truss Sink.

    In a starry sky prettier than Earth, I can often see it.

    "I wonder how desperate he was."

    "Well, that makes me desperate."

    That said, Yut shook Arcia''s hand.

    Smooth feel. For nervousness or slightly sweaty hands. The feel of the Cave Pearl (Cave Pearl) ring claims that earlier interactions were real.

    "It''s a branch of my life, so to speak."

    "Though I don''t think I had a choice to branch out"

    A couple grips at each other as they tangle their fingers, exchanging words and smiles.

    The two illuminated by the lights sealed in bold iron (crystal iron) are as if they were blessed. It also looked like a symbol of happiness.

    "I can''t move on without a ring, so don''t even eat rice...... well. You didn''t drink or eat..."

    The exaltation and tension bring back the hunger I forgot. Can it be a preserved meal that is not intolerable but is left in an infinitely stored bag?

    Such Yut''s calculations were fogged in the words of Arsia.

    "When I come back, shall I make something"

    "Huh? Oh, yeah"

    For a long time, cooking itself was possible with a crimson eyelid, but Alcia didn''t dare to try. As a result, it became a subtle reaction, but I have no other intention.

    More importantly, if Alcia were to say with confidence, there would be some certainty that something decent would come out.

    "That''s good. It''s a pleasure."

    "I don''t know if Mr. Akane would be happy with Mr. Kagra and Yut, who has a fat tongue,"

    "It''s okay. It''s called the biggest seasoning."

    "Are you that hungry?

    "No, it''s love here."

    To Yut''s words, Arcia was utterly plunged into nothingness. Stopped unexpectedly and looks at the side of a man who has just taken a serious vow of love.

    "Really, Yut... It''s silly..."

    Yes, I snapped and resumed my steps.

    That stride was fast, but it was playing.

    As if, to dispel anxiety.

    It was the cemetery at night that the two of them made it through the city of Falve.

    The tomb of the goddess of death and sorcery, which in itself glows or even looks like a white palace, stands out and shines in the darkness at night. Looks like a light that leads the lost.

    The destination was somehow perceptible at a time when we went outside without heading to the fortress.

    But I don''t know why Yut did it - precisely, why.

    Its alusia, as it approaches the graveyard of the goddess of death and sorcery, becomes heavier in footsteps and its mouth does not open with a tight knot.

    The connected hands are shaking just a little too. He also looked like he was walking to support Yut.

    But even if it gets heavy, I can''t stop walking.

    Therefore, Yut also walks beside Arsia in silence.

    The natural gardens surrounding the temple are quiet, with little sign of the creature itself. A situation that only seems like a liver test in Japan.

    Break through there and go straight into the temple.

    The interior of the temple is as large as ever. Nearly 15 meters to the heavens, and 100 meters to the deepest.

    A pitch-black space, in contrast to the appearance of white Asia.

    There was only one priest on duty (Priest) there, whose potatoes hung on the wall illuminated with light. She, too, saw Arcia and Yut looking sloppy, and the meeting also moved there to the modem.

    Looking behind him, the last time he came here, there was Kagra, and Yut remembers the face of a dragon witch (Draconut).

    But it''s also for a moment.

    Arcia stops in front of a treasure tower made of red balls.

    Yut stared at the side of his wife, who had just vowed to love each other. Stay put, wait for the word.

    "I''m trying to see my parents."

    The deepest part of the temple. At the end of the day, Alcia also looks at Yut from the front.

    There''s no shame in exposing your face... rather than something like that.

    Yut tries and behaves brightly to avoid being drunk by the tension Arcia emits.

    "You mean you''ll introduce me?

    "No......"

    To Yut''s confirmation, Arcia laid down her eyes and shook her head.

    "Neither have I. I haven''t seen him yet."

    "It''s..."

    Didn''t you see him? Didn''t you try to see me?

    That changes the meaning.

    No matter how much the tomb of the goddess of death and sorcery, if you wish, you will not always see the spirit of the dead. Many are coincidental products, and ultimately depend on the will of the deceased or Truss-Sink God.

    That''s why Ray Cruz needed to take troublesome steps.

    Nevertheless, I do not believe that Alcia will be included in it either.

    If she wants to, I wonder if I can see her.

    I mean, didn''t Alcia want it, or did they refuse it? Or did Trus-Sink God not forgive you?

    I could narrow it down to a few possibilities... but in Yut, I don''t know any more.

    "At first, I thought you''d come to see me from your father and mother..."

    "Come, you didn''t give it to me"

    "Yeah. So maybe you''ve got a hard-on. I was busy and I didn''t actively try to see him..."

    "I''m stubborn."

    Like I dare tease you, Yut said.

    I''m sure you were mean. It must be true that I''ve been busy.

    But more than that, you didn''t want to think that the second possibility - the other person refused.

    Then I also know why I accompanied myself.

    With that in mind, Yut went on to say words to never get serious.

    "If that''s the case, I''ll have to say hello."

    "If it was just a greeting to Mr. Zein, I would have done it when Val was there."

    "Mannelli''s no good."

    If you can be the courage of Alcia, so can Yut, just what you want.

    I want to share joy and sadness.

    "What am I supposed to do?

    "Hold my hand, will you?

    "Okay. Well, it stays gripping all the time."

    "You don''t have to say that."

    Puppy turned away, and Arcia looked up at the statue of Truss-Sink God.

    Exhale, focus your spirit, set your mind, and slowly close your dark brown eyes.

    "Truss-Sink, God. O merciful, who protects the poor soul and promises peace. I don''t want you to lie down. Be with you, meet your parents'' souls."

    The goddess of death and sorcery fulfilled the wish.

    At the feet of Yut and Arsia, darkness spreads.

    But it''s not ominous. It was a warm darkness, quiet and restful as a slight sleep.

    When I realized it, I was in the dark.

    But it doesn''t mean I can''t see through it at all.

    The surroundings are black like paint. As far as I can see, it''s so black that I don''t even know. Just watching, I''m about to be accidentally swallowed.

    But there are two exceptions.

    One is a white staircase under your feet. This one, too, I can''t see the end. There was no railing, there was only room for two people to finally walk side by side, but no wonder and fear arose.

    That would not be unrelated to the fact that the other exception, my dear next door, is clearly visible.

    "If I go to the bottom of this, will I be able to see Mr. Arcia''s parents?

    "Yeah, I guess so."

    Is this also Truss-Sink God''s taste?

    I see confusion in Arsia, whereas Yut understood and accepted it lightly.

    But in the end, trust in God seems to have prevailed. cautious, but began to descend the stairs with a firm foothold. Without letting go of Yut''s hand with a firm grip, then there was.

    "I guess by the time you get to the bottom, you mean sort your mind out"

    The surroundings are black and I can''t grasp the sense of distance. I''m gonna be down there, but maybe I''m stepping on the spot all the time.

    With such anxiety, we move on with each other as signposts.

    "What do you think? Maybe you should think about saying hello."

    "I see. That''s possible... or even if it wasn''t, I should have thought about it"

    Give me your daughter.

    To Valtrude and to Zein, parents of Arcia''s upbringing as lords of the village of Ozlic, I said something similar. But then, before marriage. Now, the conditions are different.

    The moment I realized that, this precarious situation and so on blew up.

    "It''s hard to say I''m the second spouse..."

    "It''s not good. We''re paying more taxes and contributing to our territory."

    "It''s a terrible match pump"

    I wondered how it would translate in this world with no matches or pumps, but not quite.

    Both Zein and Acorn''s parents had some understanding of this situation. But the Arcian parents I''m about to meet are different. Don''t be ridiculous, I''m in a position to complain about eating the front door.

    "I need to be prepared to be hit two or three times..."

    "Then I''ll heal you later."

    "Wouldn''t you be covering for me?"

    "She''s not as wild as taking a man''s show."

    Things change when Yut tries to say it back against that.

    Even so, it''s only a minor change. Simply, I went to the dance floor and hit it.

    "You feel different when you just have it."

    "Right."

    Still, it was a pleasure for the parties. "The Book of Nothingness" Stepping past the home of Caios Evil, even though you are used to the stairs, there is something spiritually tough about just continuing down the stairs that stretch.

    The dance floor also changed the direction of the stairs, and let''s move on further - where we did.

    A real change happened.

    ''Definitely. Though I should have noticed first.''

    ''Right. Right......''

    At the end of the dance floor, a screening (screen) appears covering the entire staircase that serves as the aisle, reflecting Alcia and Valtrude.

    "In the castle of Verga......"

    Yut recalls that something similar had happened before. At that time, the sight was relayed when it was just Verga and the two of us and it was a big deal......

    This time, it was like Alcia who was going through a lot of trouble.

    ''I''m sorry. Arcia''

    Put your clothes back on and say as Valtrude sits in bed lays down her beautiful looks.

    Apparently, after the militancy. Looks like when Arcia checked up on Valtrude''s birth control.

    "You don''t know why they''re apologizing."

    Arcia sat beside Valtrude and gently held her shoulder.

    Usually two equal, but when you do this, you also look like sisters.

    ''Ever since I was a kid, Alcia has just given way to me...''

    "I don''t mind, that''s all."

    What are you talking about and Arcia poking Valtrude in the forehead.

    ''Cause you gave me the light''

    "Arcia......

    "And the most important thing, together, right?

    "... the acorns are with you."

    Finally, Valtrude gets his usual smile back.

    ''Come on, let''s go report to everyone. Yuuto-kun''s delightful face comes to my attention.''

    At the end of that dialogue, the screenplay disappeared.

    The darkness returns, to the world alone.

    Shortly afterwards - but not for a minute, Yut analyzed the situation.

    "Is it like following memories or memories to the past?

    "Perhaps it will continue until we reach our father and mother."

    "The only answer to that is Truss-Sink God..."

    Arcia could not say anything about a pronouncement that could be described as ruthless.

 417 6. Face to Face with Past (Medium)

    "Val, as you can see! I won. Nobody else, I won for Val ''

    "At all, Yut..."

    Underground of the Arena, co-located in the Training Ground of the God of Power.

    In the athlete''s modest room, Alcia saw Yut win - continuing to bring a smile to his notice as he was about to propose.

    ''But it''s nothing special like this. If it''s for Val, I''ll try to win as many times as I can. So, Val - me and, again, come with me!

    Yut and Arcia face each other in the suddenly screened footage.

    How it works, the screen projects the back of Alcia.

    In other words, it did not consist of an Alcian perspective. When this happens, the interpretation of a sight based on her memory also becomes suspicious.

    ''Well, this will calm Val down, too. But I''m the one who sent it out...''

    I shake my head small, saying I didn''t expect it to be this far.

    relief and slight jealousy.

    And to the very fact that I feel jealous, I show a little annoyance.

    ''No, I''m not...''

    Excuses for no one.

    ''I don''t... I wonder how Yuto handled it. "

    What are you referring to about that? Yut figured that out, too.

    It was just after Alcia''s eyes regained the light.

    "Do you say you''re very sorry about that..."

    "Ahhhhh"

    When Yut uttered his sincere words of apology, he heard an unspoken scream.

    "Mr. Arcia...?

    "Kohon. It''s okay, it''s okay. Forget it. No, forget it."

    "Yes."

    Yut nodded mysteriously. Indeed, it is a story that we cannot help but steam back from now on.

    But I don''t think I can forget. Gently, I was determined to keep it in the back of my chest.

    "Speaking of which, if it''s Brewers, I wonder what''s going on with the concept of privacy..."

    "I''m not sure what privacy protection means... I don''t know what to do now."

    "I mean, this right after I proposed to Mr. Arcia. Truss-Sink Is God plain angry..."

    Without other intentions, I''m too innocent and horrible.

    "Now let''s move on"

    "Oh, it was over sometime.... and no, if that''s the case, I''ll have another chance"

    "Let''s move on."

    Whatever, even destroying this world itself in The Magic Dismantling (Isolation) - the proposal was rejected without giving a voice with an alusian smile rarely seen.

    A smile that would change your mind at that moment if Jonah saw it. Yut doesn''t know how to fight it. Even Valtrude, I can''t.

    "The span is too short, so next time, I wish I had some more memories from a while ago"

    "I don''t think so."

    At the very least, Yut''s hopes originally emanated. But Arcia''s empathy did not call.

    And, as a matter of fact, it was Alcia who was right.

    "Yut, you looked like this"

    "As usual, you''re embarrassing me, this"

    Alcia removed her crimson eyelids and saw Yut''s face for the first time.

    She stares at Yut as she turns her face.

    ''Besides, I also have a question as to whether it''s my face I see first... Well, if it''s Val the first time, it could crush your eyes.''

    ''What are you talking about? You have to take responsibility.''

    ''That, don''t think you''re going into the best three of those dialogues you don''t want to be told like you want to be told in your life. No, is that Worst?

    It was a yuut that was, but remained, but I actually remember being nervous.

    I was tapping lightly, but inside, it was full.

    "Hey, Yut."

    "What?

    "Will you marry me?

    After that, a hell of a bomb was dropped, and it was gone.

    "If only I were like this"

    "Because it''s you."

    I wonder if it would have been a miracle to have been able to respond properly. If they tell me to do the same thing again, I''m not sure.

    "Something like this. That''s it."

    "Something like this. That''s it."

    Also, two people who go through their minds in an atmosphere rather than words. If Valtrude was watching, it would be a sight of just a little jealousy.

    Not knowing that, Yut had remembered the wedding reception of a relative who had previously attended. A classic program of video reflection on the bride and groom''s familiarity.

    I feel like they''re showing me something that made that one 100 times more embarrassing. It''s 100 times as good as no other attendees. It boasts tremendous destructive power.

    If they had done this in the spiritual world of the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, they would definitely have died of mental illness.

    "... I''m going to wear a crimson eyelid."

    "Shit."

    Unbearable, Arcia ran to self-defense.

    Though I don''t think I have a choice, Yut unwittingly raises his voice when he is forced into a lonely battle.

    "We were supposed to be a lot of students in one place."

    "It''s okay. Now, the damage is about the same as Yuto''s."

    "I wonder if it''s okay, it..."

    It couldn''t have been okay.

    Nevertheless, you can''t not not proceed.

    A night at the Temple of Fermina, while I slept at Valtrude''s wedding, a showdown with Verga, and Verga''s Hypnosis.

    And a duel with the Cardinal (Cardinal), while on Earth, right after he started running his territory, as an adventurer.

    Every time we arrive at the dance floor, one after the other, video and audio flow, revealing the Arsian past.

    "But I''m sure you''ve found something new."

    "It must be for Yut. Yeah, for Yut."

    Yuuto describes his thoughts on the footage he saw earlier, while denying "well, well" Alcia, who is exhausted as if after battling a powerful enemy.

    "I didn''t know Mr. Arcia was behind it."

    "Bullshit makes us get along."

    Alcia, who has regained her mind, says as she descends the stairs in a manner she is used to. Again, it seems easier to move when equipped with crimson eyeballs than when you see them with your own eyes.

    "Because it was an operation..."

    "That being said, other women showed me to whisper that they loved me. Don''t you think bending the navel would help?

    What Yut and Alcia are talking about is the adventurous age.

    On his first visit to Folio-Farina, he undertook a request for a ghost exorcism.

    That worked out beautifully, but there was a situation where Yut and Valtrude went into a state of cold war.

    The unprecedented crisis brought food and beverages purchased in large quantities by Valtrude in stalls and elsewhere to the inn, alone - but silently - was resolved as we processed it, but years later I had never known it was Alcia who was pulling the thread behind it.

    "At that time, yet, here''s the thing. You didn''t exactly feel the same way!

    "So, how many years did it take you to get your feelings straight?

    "A little over a year?

    "Less than two years, right?

    "There might be some calculations like that"

    Yut in Alusian history, along with Valtrude, is just a record that kept bothering me.

    What happens when Yut moves on to the Brewers? Needless to say.

    "You have all these memories with Valtrude..."

    "Don''t tell me"

    Alcia screams all over her face.

    Very, very rare sight.

    With Valtrude, when we started the whole adventurer thing.

    When the two of them, who were only children, took centre stage and saved the crisis in the village of Ozlic.

    When Valtrude gave Arcia a crimson eyelid.

    When Valtrude and Arcia first met.

    Memories of the times spent in the village of Ozlic were mostly with Valtrude.

    I know exactly how much Alcia cares about Valtrude.

    That, from the outside, was self-evident, but the person seemed to be unconscious. He seemed to be showing it off in different ways and feeling ashamed.

    But I wish I could have said that... and that doesn''t solve the problem. On the contrary, it would just follow a path of deterioration.

    In the end, Arcia chose to endure and do it over.

    Under the blind Alcia, the dance floor is gone, last but not least the footage of Valtrude when he first arrived. Although I still can''t see the bottom, I can feel it coming to an end on my skin.

    "It''s time."

    "Yeah."

    The response to Arcia voicing nervousness is slightly above the sky.

    Yut was contemplating the intentions of Truss-Sink God.

    Truss-Sink God showed the past of Alusia - if not the kind of harassment and blessings - probably because it was necessary.

    So why did you need it?

    And who did you need it for?

    I arrived at the answer only after I got down to the bottom level.

    Think about it, it was obvious from the beginning.

    There, a group of men and women were waiting for Arcia and Yut.

    It goes without saying who it is.

    "Father, Mother"

    Alcia, with her crimson eyelids off, calls out with all her thoughts.

    Yes. Past memories were necessary for these two. You should know Alcia''s life because it''s them.

    "These people?

    "Yes."

    Can Alcia, who has never seen her face, affirm that because it is a bond between parents and children?

    I don''t mean to doubt that, but Yut - even though he had half expected it - had to be confused.

    The person that Alcia called her father and mother was a blonde blue-eyed. I don''t see anything in common with Alcia, either, in facial modeling.

    She had no resemblance to her with dark brown eyes in her dark hair.

 418 7. Face-to-face with the past (after)

    "Arcia......"

    "You''ve grown up"

    Approximately Yut''s confusion, the woman who called her daughter''s name weeps, and the man narrows his eyes saying she is emotional.

    The reaction alone made me realize that they were indeed Alcia''s parents. Even so, they both died over 10 years ago. If it''s just the exterior, you only look like a brother, not a parent or a child.

    "We had to show you what it''s been like."

    "Though I was surprised by the waves..."

    "You seem to be happy, more importantly."

    Parents and children reunited for over a decade.

    "Father...... Mother......"

    I wasn''t trying to see my parents lightly.

    But I guess Arcia didn''t think herself that her heart would be so shaken.

    Dark brown eyes, dewy after removing her crimson eyelids, were shaking with emotion and confusion.

    But that''s just for a moment, too.

    As they approached with a jumping momentum, the three, alike but not alike, became one and spilled a smile and tears.

    Yut stares silently at the sight so as not to disturb him.

    "You''re now blind."

    "Beautiful eyes."

    "Yeah. Thanks to everyone."

    I didn''t accompany Valtrude or Jonah, and I was right. If Valtrude had been there, he would have cried more moved than the party. Jonah could have gotten into a circle full of parent and child water.

    If I hadn''t thought about not having such a benefit, Yut, too, would have made me cry. I was more than dead, but my parents and children were reunited - I was more emotional with Arcia, who seemed really happy.

    How long would you have done that?

    Alcia''s father taps her daughter''s back lightly and unhugs her parents and children.

    And when I wiped the tears, I turned back to Yut.

    "I, Keegan. This is my wife Olivia."

    "Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you."

    "I''m Yut Amaxa. Earlier, Alcia... became your spouse."

    Alcia''s father, who named him Keegan, was a middle meat middle-back and has no features to say this to his appearance. Strongly, to such an extent that your eyes are thin and you always seem to be laughing?

    Her mother, Olivia, also looks like only a young wife like a few in the village, except for the fact that she doesn''t even lose weight...... but is quite skinny.

    In that sense, I might have called it a couple of similar things.

    "Yeah. I know that because you showed me some memories of Alcia. Well, you wouldn''t have been looking at the same thing."

    "It''s okay. I''m not angry because Arcia is the Second Lady."

    "Mother!"

    Alcia speaks out in protest to the inexorable Olivia.

    Around here, he seemed like a child and parent of his age, and Yut stuck around and laughed too.

    That''s not why Keegan bowed his head, which became a complete surprise to Yut.

    "I really can''t thank you enough"

    "Uh..."

    "I''m talking about Murgush God. No way, I didn''t imagine reincarnating God. Your actions saved us."

    "It''s not like you''re thanking me."

    That said, Yut asks Keegan to raise his head.

    In fact, I meant it, not humble or anything.

    "That''s what we did for Mr. Arcia. You don''t have to thank me for what''s so obvious."

    "I see. That makes sense."

    I don''t know if you convinced me, but for now, I guess I understood that it would be useless to say any more. Keegan raised his head and Yut and his eyes met.

    It fits.

    Yut calls out to the two of them to correct their dwellings.

    "Mr. Keegan, Mr. Olivia -"

    "Would you mind if I were your stepfather and stepmother?

    "- Father-in-law, mother-in-law"

    Yut retorted to discipline and stared straight at his new stepfather and stepmother.

    I''m more nervous than confessing to Alcia herself.

    Perhaps there is no such thing as the effect of changing something in the formal interactions that we are going to have. Whatever they say, I''m not leaving Alcia.

    But as a separation, as a seriousness, as a gatekeeper.

    At least Yut thinks it''s important.

    So I said in one breath, short but with all my heart.

    "Your daughter, I will take care of Alcia for the rest of my life"

    "Okay. I admit it."

    You felt Yut''s determination, Keegan admitted in two replies.

    But there is no smile of blessing there, and there is a serious look through it.

    "This kid is really our daughter. So thank you."

    Is there a burden, it''s time for the couple to bow their heads deeply.

    "Of course it is. Whatever has happened and will happen in the past will remain the same."

    "Thanks......"

    Keegan, who answered with his head down, finally woke up after plenty of a minute or so. Late for that, Olivia also raised her head and now turns back to Alcia.

    Olivia was the next one to cut the fire.

    "Alcia, we didn''t try to see each other because we don''t like it. When we meet face to face, we have to tell the truth"

    "That''s right. We didn''t make up our minds."

    That means nothing more than that now that we''ve made up our minds.

    Before that determination is dull, Keegan begins to confess.

    "Alcia. You would have noticed lightly, but you are not our real child"

    "Yep..."

    I guess I was somehow guessing.

    Arcia manages to respond, even as she bites her lower lip.

    "Your real parents sold me off with a few gold coins that were at the mercy of the Murgoosh Church"

    "Yes... you are"

    It''s a hard confession.

    Hopefully, I didn''t want to hear it.

    At the same time, no one could blame me. Slavery is not allowed on the front porch, but trafficking in human beings, especially in rural areas, is not a rare story.

    In the first place, raising blind children in this Brewers is also an unscrupulous demand. Instead, I just appreciate you raising me until they bought me off.

    "At the time, both I and Olivia were loyal servants of Murgush God"

    "Yes, I believed in the teachings of bringing peace to the world."

    Keegan and Olivia were in charge of collecting and caring for blind boys and girls dedicated to the Murgush God.

    For the sake of doctrine, I had no doubt whatsoever about the act in order to seek a world free of strife.

    "Now that I think about it, I wonder how stupid it was"

    The sacrificial children are not immediately offered to the Murgush God. It is nurtured to some age so that it can endure until the end of the ritual.

    If both body and mind had submitted to the ¡°emptiness¡±, they would have had no doubt whatsoever about the act. Rather, delightful. I should have taken that sacrifice for granted that we should be proud if the Murgush God were to feed on the resurrection.

    But Keegan and Olivia, they weren''t.

    Every time I send one out, little by little, little by little.

    As the starch accumulates, I become remembered for pity and guilt......

    Finally, the limit has been reached.

    "When it was Alcia''s turn, we could not offer"

    "Against the God I believed in, but..."

    Other children fled the book temple of the Murgush God with them, but most of them were recaptured. Alcia alone was helped by the product of luck, coincidence and miracles.

    "Perhaps there was the intervention of the Truss Sink God who learned of the fate of Alcia"

    "But I have no regrets."

    "Exactly. It may have been a family thing, but the days I spent with you are our treasure."

    Years of continuing to flee the chase from the Murgusz Church.

    Finally, we got to the village of Ozlick and we got the peace we once had...

    In the end, I found it.

    He could not even involve the village, pretending to have a conflict of opinion with Keegan and Olivia, and eliminated the chaser until he hit one play.

    "Well, we had the best discussion. It''s embarrassing."

    "So you don''t have to thank us."

    "That''s not true!

    Unexpectedly, he was screaming.

    To the loudness of that voice, Arcia herself, looks surprised by herself.

    Still, I spinned the word.

    "That''s not true."

    Two people, Keegan and Olivia, could not have saved everything. Instead, only Alcia could save it. That''s too small a feat compared to the magnitude of the crimes they committed.

    "It made me happy, it made me walk the best way. Even now, when I was absolutely happy, it made me determined"

    But at least Alcia was saved.

    Neither Alcia, nor Yut, even if they are thankful for it, can they denounce it.

    It can''t be good, for example, if it''s unacceptable to revamp.

    "Thanks"

    Arcia didn''t say she was sorry.

    To protect myself, I didn''t say I was sorry I let you lose your life.

    Because that would only hurt my parents'' feelings.

    "I''m still happy enough. I don''t resent anyone. But I''m going to be happier."

    More than anyone has ever seen, he messed up his face and Arcia said.

    "Because Yut will"

    "Of course."

    Yut answers instantly and holds her to her chest like that.

    You can''t let go, and I don''t want to let go. From the bottom of my heart, I thought so.

    "Yeah. It''s safe now"

    "Right. There''s nothing to remember."

    Keegan and Olivia. Alcia''s parents smile.

    But the warmth isn''t the only thing there is a clear atmosphere.

    Close to enlightenment, a face that says I''m satisfied with everything.

    "We were protecting our souls by the Truss-Sink God after we died."

    "Not only with us, but also with the souls of the sacrificed children."

    "But it''s time to move on to the next level."

    In the Brewers, the reality of the soul is a natural fact.

    In his lifetime, those who performed excellently may be awarded the honor of serving the gods directly, but many were believed to be sent souls to the circle of circles to fulfill their reincarnation after being given rest in the realm of God they believe in or somewhere in heaven.

    The duration of the rest is varied, as is the place of reincarnation. Unless even a miracle happens, I never hold my pre-reincarnation memories.

    By interpretation, it meant that the existence of Keegan and Olivia would disappear.

    "Father, Mother..."

    "Alcia...... You still call me that."

    "I don''t know what else to call it."

    Tears accumulate in Alcia''s eyes and her voice becomes obscure.

    But no one defames it as disguised, etc. If I had been there, Yut would have done everything in his power to eliminate it.

    "Me and my loved ones, to my father and mother. And I would be proud of it if it had reassured the souls of many."

    Alcia is a follower of the Goddess of Death and Magic.

    Therefore, I know that death is not the end.

    The memory of Father and Mother was deeply engraved, even if it would be an eternal parting to be sent to a circle of circles.

    My own determination was also communicated.

    Then it is by no means an abomination, sad or painful.

    "Thank you, Alcia. You''re our proud daughter."

    "It was nice talking to you at the end of the day."

    The two of us gradually fade away.

    Alcia looked at it in Yut''s chest.

    I''ve never been happier and more bitter to be blind than I am now.

    Still, Alcia keeps her eyes open.

    I''m sure, because Yut was with me.

    So, to the end.

    All the while, I could burn that sight in my eyes until they turned into a light bubble and disappeared.

 419 8. Two Rings

    "You''re gone..."

    "It was fine."

    Still, Alcia keeps staring at the void her parents disappeared into.

    Yut hugs her, who has just become his wife, to push her face against her own chest. Usually it would have brought tension, warmth, swelling and softness out of consciousness.

    However, he was driven by feelings similar to the impatience of having to do so, hugging Alcia all the time.

    "''Cause I''m the only one watching it anymore."

    "Yut...... kun......"

    "So you don''t have to be patient"

    "Yu...... t"

    Alcia''s expression changes from confusion to understanding.

    I understand what he''s trying to say. At that moment, the orthodox appearance was distorted.

    "Oh, oh, oh, oh."

    Like cutting a weir, emotions abound.

    I had tears in my eyes to keep them from spilling. Even though he was patient because of it, Arcia has similar feelings for eight hits on Yut.

    That''s sweet.

    I''ll be sweet on Yut. I''ve never done that to anyone.

    "Both your father and mother are dead people. I haven''t seen him in years. Even memories are harsh. And now I''m sad."

    "I don''t need a reason to grieve."

    Gentle, merciful.

    At the very least, I stroke my head to convey my feelings alone.

    Arcia presses her forehead hard against Yut''s chest from herself and grabs his clothes hard.

    "You can cry. You can cry, Alcia."

    "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

    Crying without body or world.

    I''ve never seen Alcia like this before. Honestly, I can''t say there''s no confusion.

    But at the same time, I think it would have been good for me to be here.

    Yut and Alcia began their relationship with trust.

    Maybe not like Valtrude, who cares more than himself.

    At the same time as being friends, they are not like acorns similar to favored enemies.

    Not even with Jonah, a parent and a protected person, of course.

    Because it was a reciprocal relationship, I could not hesitate, not be mean, not even look silly.

    "That was great, Alcia. You''ve been patient not to worry about your father-in-law and mother-in-law, haven''t you? I think you both passed away in peace."

    No reply.

    Only a cry makes a wooden spirit in a black space for two.

    Even sad now, Alcia will definitely get back on her feet.

    So, at least now, I wanted you to cry.

    Keep it up, how long has it been?

    As usual, Yut continued to stroke Arcia''s back, but the cry slowly dwindled.

    But even if the whimpering stops, Arcia won''t try to keep moving. In the end, it wasn''t until more than 10 minutes had passed that the two who were in one split into two.

    I received a handkerchief from Yut - Yut thanks me again for the acorns he prepares each morning - and Arcia wiped her tears with a crying smile on her face.

    "I''m glad your clothes are incomplete. If Yuto had worn it, he would have soiled it with tears."

    "As far as I''m concerned, that''s still good... Well, don''t hesitate to make me cry."

    "I don''t like it, really. I just cried today. If you cry too much, you''re gonna have a headache."

    "Today. When I went outside, it was tomorrow, but I''m not surprised."

    "That makes me headache in a different way."

    Say it yourself and realize it''s not normally possible.

    Rather, after this, nothing is creepier.

    Well done, you did your part.

    Rumor has it, Shadow - that''s not to say.

    Such Yut''s predictions - no, not expectations - descend into the street, a goddess of death and sorcery dressed in a pitch-black toga. At the same time, strange inquiries flowed into the space that was empty, and colorful flowers filled the surroundings from where they appeared.

    "It would have been a hard role, but that I can''t let the rest of you do all this. Forgive me."

    "There is no annihilation. Thank you very much."

    Alcia kneels down on the spot and gives thanks to God.

    Yut, too, doesn''t exaggerate that much, but he''ll do his best to thank you.

    "I also thank you from me. I can''t thank you enough for giving me the role I deserve as a gatekeeper."

    "Good then!

    Satisfied, the brunette girl - Truss Sink God nodded.

    "I believed you could overcome your grief. I''m glad to hear it."

    "It''s a waste, it''s a word."

    A goddess of death and sorcery who showcased the past and fed parents and children goodbye.

    That, too, is for Alcia, who can''t wait to call herself her beloved daughter. Now that the Murgush God has also been banished, reluctance is useless.

    (- And you must think. Well, what pops up......)

    It protected the souls of my father-in-law, my mother-in-law, and my sacrificed children, and gave great things to Alcia.

    The deed is exactly what we deserve to call God. It is the spirit, not the power, that should be praised.

    That''s great.

    But Yut knew it wouldn''t end.

    - In experience.

    "Well."

    Like a famous detective who gathered officials, Truss Sink God uttered a word.

    Not only Yut, but Arcia also trembles.

    What pops up.

    Even the two of us, situated halfway between man and God, have no choice but to wait silently for this occasion.

    "At last, this one will be bound by his beloved daughter and the loved one''s family, and he feels nothing."

    "Um..."

    It''s useless to ask questions.

    I don''t remember being a family member of the Zeras god - the protest was legitimate to Yut, but clouds away with a glimpse of the Truss Sink god.

    (I''m not convinced...)

    But this is reality.

    And if you let the goddess of death and sorcery tell you, it''s not of the essence.

    "Therefore, let us bless you."

    "We are delighted to take it"

    "¡­ will accept"

    To Alcia, the option of saying no does not exist from the edge.

    That''s the same for Yut. To be honest, just bless me with words is enough. Just the feeling, I don''t need anything more...

    As a matter of fact, I didn''t realize that its respectful yet unyielding attitude was the factor favoured by the powerful.

    "Left hand."

    "Yes......"

    Follow the Word of the faithful God and offer your hand without any doubt.

    "The Immutable Cave Pearl (Cave Pearl). Taking it as a testament to marriage is such a trick to the heart of a maiden..."

    Truss Sink God continues his words as he takes Alcia''s hand and strokes the wedding ring Yut gave him with his finger.

    "Originally, the wedding ring would be a pair. It''s not exactly a one-handed drop."

    "Ah."

    I wasn''t really unaware. However, I gave it to Arusia because of the awareness that instead of an emotional ring, it was difficult to make one.

    No, that''s only one side of the truth, too.

    At the end of the day, when one thing was done, it just stopped holding my teeth.

    "If so, it would be better to have a blessing instead."

    Let go of the hand that was touching the ring, meditation.

    The more I see at first glance - or because the Yuts have gained divine power too - the divine power of Truss Sink increases.

    "Mage''s Protection"

    Then the secret (Sacramento) is unleashed.

    At the same time, immense power - not sure if it''s divine or magical - is poured into the ring of cave pearls. In addition to its immutable nature, the ring did not have to collapse along the way, probably because Yut processed it from hand to hand.

    Therefore, I was able to withstand another secret ruin.

    "The Lovers'' Bond."

    That''s a secret that even Yut can''t understand.

    What kind of protection did you give them?

    After a while the flow of force subsided, the cave pearl ring disappeared from the Arsian pharmacopoeia finger, and instead, two rings appeared in the hand.

    More like a trick than a miracle.

    But it would still be a product of a miracle if it were to be the same ring in all its dimensions and have comparable power to treasure (artifacts).

    "Alcia."

    When Yut called his name, Arsia saluted to Truss Sink God and handed him one ring.

    "Twice a day and it''s like starting over..."

    "It''s fine as many times as you want. If it''s you, Yuto."

    Pushed back by the word, he puts the ring on the left hand pharmacopoeia of his loved one again.

    "Yut kun...... no yut"

    In return, Arcia also took Yut''s hand and gently put on the ring.

    The wedding ring with Valtrude and it coexists well.

    "Pfft. It''s embarrassing."

    "Yeah. I can see that."

    I tried not to worry about my gaze, but my face turns red on its own when I think of it as an exchange of rings in divine sight.

    "Mm-hmm. If this man has vowed to love in front of us, we must work together to make it permanent."

    "It''s not about guaranteeing eternal love."

    "Care about each other is more likely to accomplish this than ask for assurance from this person."

    Does heaven help those who help themselves?

    When God tells you, it''s oddly convincing.

    But to put it that way, it simply seems to have grown a ring of cave pearls. Yut was relieved - it didn''t work.

    "By the way, you can put a spell in that ring."

    "Oh...... Is that how you came?"

    There are several similar magic items. Same goes for the spear I gave Petra before.

    There can''t be anything, and to that extent, there''s no problem at all.

    That''s what I thought.

    "However, only spouses can put spells in their own rings. It can only be activated once a day, but it can be reused without being re-activated the next day."

    "It''s..."

    "We can only put one spell in it, but if we start over, we can also override the new spell. Of course, there''s no staircase limit."

    "Seriously......"

    Treasures. No, holy relics (relics) at the hands of God. Either way, it must be beyond the realm of magic tools.

    Even though it is limited, Arsia has introduced Moments of Travel (Teleport) and Time Stop (Chronos Eyes). That Yut can activate the Miracle (Teulgi).

    However, although powerful, pitfalls also existed.

    "My God, what is activation by the way...?

    Alcia asks questions.

    "Heh heh heh"

    "Oh, I have a bad feeling"

    "It''s not about the owners of the rings passing through each other."

    "Give me your heart..."

    "Let it pass..."

    All of a sudden, I couldn''t help but get the challenge down.

    Before they put their minds through, Yut and Arcia look at each other.

    "Whatever it takes to do it, it''s better to lay it on your lips first!

    "You just wanted me to do that!

    "My beloved daughter will not remain defeated by the Holy Knight of Helenonia (Paladin)."

    "Too much extra help!

    "Returns will not be accepted. Well, it''s time to go back."

    Truss Sink God, who has seen the exchange of rings, says it unilaterally.

    It''s only while you complain.

    The black space opposite the soul of the dead distorted, stretched, shrunk and collapsed.

    It should be noted that this ring will later be referred to as Ring of Archmage and Patriarch - "The Ring of the Archmage and Archbishop," the owner of which simply called it "Me and Mr. Arcia''s Ring" or "Me and Yutkun''s Ring".

    Should it be as expected? What the two of us who left the temple saw was the sight of dawn.

    "It was hard on my eyes..."

    "Right...... But it was fun."

    "Right. Is this good for once in your life?"

    In the gradual rising sun, Alcia, illuminated by a dazzling light, is truly beautiful, eyeless.

    Leaving the control of reason, I follow and mouth what I thought.

    "All the time, let''s stay together"

    "If you say you don''t like it, I won''t let you go. I told you before, didn''t I?

    Two people who exchange brooms.

    The distance gradually approaches and immediately reaches zero.

    Each other''s appearance in the eyes.

    Hot exhales that tremble in your ears.

    Touching, soft lips.

    Sweet scent that tickles your nostrils.

    And even taste the presence in your mouth.

    We felt each other in all five senses, and the two swore eternity.

 420 Epilogue

    Yut and Arcia were ''putting their minds through'' before putting a spell into their rings.

    Time seemed to go differently than outside the space where I met Arcia''s parents, and when I realized it was morning but I didn''t seem to care.

    The mouthpiece, which seemed to last forever, was, however, interrupted by a voice from heaven.

    "Alcia! Yut!

    Two people hear an Albino girl plummeting from the sky and take a long distance. Even now, Jonah''s voice was not so terminal as to be deafening. First there, lower your chest with relief.

    "What''s up? Is something wrong?

    "Right. Usually, it''s hard to wake up."

    It would be certain that they were watching.

    Nonetheless, I don''t even let that happen every time. In a calm adult attitude, Yut and Arcia ask.

    "Hmm."

    But Jonah doesn''t answer.

    Firstly, he hugs to Arusia with the momentum he has gained down on the ground, pushing him around his face.

    "What''s going on? Did you even have a scary dream?

    Exactly Alcia stroking Jonah''s hair with a Mercy Mother smile.

    I took it for granted as a guardian, Alcia, but I notice Yut''s gaze and his expression freezes.

    "I''m fine. I didn''t think you were like Arcia earlier."

    "If I told you, it wouldn''t be the same thing"

    Same as he was crying and hugging me.

    No, for not crying, is Jonah losing?

    But Jonah has no problem with that.

    "Yuuto!"

    Satisfied, Jonah, away from confused Alcia, now jumped on Yut''s foot and twisted up to his shoulder to crawl from there.

    It breaks the balance, but it manages to stay on.

    "Yut, Alcia. Hang on!"

    "Okay. Shall we study the context of the story"

    "Speaking of study, Yona, what''s wrong with school?

    "Good night."

    "Savory!

    "It''s alright, with Valtrude ink"

    More and more, I don''t know why.

    However, when such adult circumstances were irrelevant, I took out a single notebook.

    "Yona, that''s..."

    "Notebooks for Yut to do"

    "I don''t want you to..."

    It wasn''t hope, it was definitive at some point.

    Sure, I remember talking about making a wish come true once Jonah remembers her own weight.

    "I''ve been a good girl lately"

    "Well I guess...?

    "I''ve been abandoned lately"

    "Ugh. Well, right..."

    Weak when they say that.

    Rather, it has been weak on Yona''s selfishness from the beginning.

    Everyone but Yut knew that.

    Lose and fall in demand. Alcia laughed that she had no choice.

    "Okay. Where are you going?"

    "Hunting"

    Simple and lucid.

    With unmistakable brevity, Jonah conveyed hope.

    "You didn''t think you could come back to Falv alive..."

    "I exaggerate, Yut. I''ve only felt a danger to my life twice or three times."

    Generally, once in a lifetime or not.

    At the point of mentioning that, Alcia seems to be caught up quite well, too.

    Yut couldn''t replenish the spell because he left immediately, and in the first place, the warriors who served as shields for the party were absent. Even in that state, there was no problem if it was just a monster.

    In fact, the first hunt ended without much effort.

    "I never thought the dragon nest Jonah was keeping would lead to Naruto."

    "Besides, I can''t believe it was just before we started invading the Brewers. Were you lucky or bad?"

    Yes, Yut, Arsia, and Jonah finally returned to Falve after fighting the demonic dragon in Naruto.

    Even so, it''s only been a whole day.

    "Too much"

    "Well, if it''s over, it''s all good. Come on, let''s go home. There''s still work to do."

    "It''s not over yet"

    "... where are you taking me?

    I will not tolerate any more selfishness.

    When Arcia, wearing a crimson eyelid, says in a low voice, Jonah reacts frighteningly.

    Still, Jonah didn''t pull.

    "Up"

    "Up?"

    "Yes. The wedding venue is coming"

    Rimnus, an aerial garden that toured the skies of the Brewers and spawned numerous heritage and legends.

    Now the red fire dragon Parra Vento is in the castle, where the Virgin Road was laid.

    The bride often walks among the diverse flowers that transcend the seasons.

    The sight is the ideal wedding as pictured.

    Needless to say, he was Alcia in a pure white wedding dress. Initially perplexed, she was ready, too, a mysterious facial.

    That had led to an atmosphere that even seemed mysterious.

    Yut waiting for the second bride at the altar, too, as if in battle. No, it was more serious in itself than any other opponent.

    Even if this ceremony was a complete surprise and Jonah''s behavior was a hobby and fruitful time buyer, it wouldn''t change.

    Yes. The bride and groom, who were at the extreme of fatigue, had been brought into the air garden and thrown themselves at a wedding planned by their loved ones.

    "The blessings of the gods are good, but we must show them the power of men."

    "I mean, Val just wanted to celebrate."

    "There''s that too."

    When Valtrude and Acorn say this, they can''t even resist.

    Besides, he told her he was going to propose to Alcia, and then he started getting ready. No, should I say that preparations have been underway in secrecy for a long time and that we have made them full-scale?

    Anyway, Yut''s costume was the last black dragon coat (Dragon Claus) adjusted by Alusia, whose Alusian wedding dress had been reworked by Valtrude.

    It should be many different sizes, but how it was re-tailored... you should leave it a mystery.

    (But even though it''s sudden, we got together a lot)

    On the left and right of Virgin Road, close people line up.

    Acorn, Jonah, Larsia and Exile naturally. Plus, there''s Ritna and Sualum.

    From the fortress of Falve, Cagra, Claude and Dal-Lukash. In addition, Petra and Ren to Regina. Parra Vento, who offered the venue, pulled back. Maybe there''s something I think about marriage itself.

    And, naturally, there were also the appearances of Tertione and Vainamarinen.

    But unfortunately, Yut''s parents, true names, etc. do not participate. Rather than, you''re right that you couldn''t call it without a yurt.

    With regard to this...

    "Well, you can have a different reception."

    - And Acorn left an ominous comment.

    Such thought was driven away by the linemen beginning to applaud at the same time. Under the yut to wait on the altar, Alcia creeps closer.

    Similar to the Cave Pearl (Cave Pearl) wedding ring, pure white, unspoilt bridesmaid costume.

    But this time too, it seems to have made the bride attractive.

    From Alcia''s image, it was a wedding dress somewhat far away, but the contrast with her beautiful dark hair is breathtaking.

    The father role of handing over the bride to the bridegroom is served by Zein, as was the case when Valtrude, but Yut doesn''t realize the kind of gaze he shoots.

    So much so that he nailed it to the bride in the vale.

    I could tell that the bride was beautiful, not less than the priest (Priest) who partitioned the wedding, although she didn''t have much of a working head.

    After an eternally equal amount of time for Yut, Alcia''s walk and applause stopped.

    The bride and groom gather and the ceremony begins.

    "Hear my voice, O gods who dwell in heaven, if you have a heart."

    A singing voice echoes in the air garden.

    Perhaps a wedding to be performed in the highest position in the world, but even if not, the priest - Valtrude''s playing - would have reached heaven.

    "My husband Yut Amaxa and my friend Arcia have entered into a new covenant as husband and wife and pledge their permanent love here"

    I''m here, Yut, Arsia, Valtrude. Three people in a relationship that can''t be said in a word.

    But that''s why Valtrude had to stand here, no matter what his weight might be.

    "He and she worship the gods and, without becoming ungrateful, help each other and prosper their doors to their children"

    I will continue to read out the congratulations that Arcia previously read out at her own wedding.

    As a priest, naturally, that''s all Valtrude had memorized, and that''s what she meant.

    "And the covenant that we make this time is an edge that the gods have also guided us to, and that we will be patient when it is not easy, when it is not in accordance with our will, and that we will make a firm commitment to live with us for ever more than we do today".

    Thinking of that struggle, inspiring signs come from Arsia, who stands beside him.

    (Sounds like Alcia. No, sounds like us?

    The expression stays tight, only inside Yut laughs.

    But I can''t do that forever.

    Next, it''s Yut''s turn.

    "It is here that we, who perform the ritual of marriage, pledge to love, to respect, to help each other, to live together unchanged for the rest of our lives. Bless our future, if you will."

    This is also the word I swore at my wedding with Valtrude.

    However, instead of "the two of us who perform the ritual of marriage," I turned it into "the us who perform the ritual of marriage."

    Small obsession.

    But it''s necessary.

    You see, Valtrude broke up just a little.

    "The gods heard their vows. To make it eternal, show me the proof."

    Wedding rings are already on each other''s fingers.

    Therefore, they faced each other.

    "Alcia."

    "Yut."

    Calling the name of his loved one, Yut raised the vale.

    I jumped into my sight, dark brown eyes. Seeing that, Yut''s head turned bright white.

    It was too light to call that touching. It''s too inept to describe it as an accomplishment.

    All that remained was one impulse.

    The roughest ever, the groom took the bride''s lips.

    "Khu."

    "Ha..."

    The mouthpiece of the vow - what you borrowed in the name of, is plenty more than a minute. Everyone went through that one and went on worrying.

    And the wedding - it''s not over yet.

    Finally, unprecedented tastes were available.

    Arcia turns her back to the unmarried attendees with a bouquet made of flowers from the air garden Limnus.

    "Is this a good idea?

    "Don''t hesitate, you can do it"

    Neither Alcia nor Yut know how to do it.

    So I did as I was told.

    "I''m coming."

    With that voice, the bouquet flies to the blue sky.

    Just as the future is infinite, no one knows where it''s going.

    (But I can''t tell you how happy I am.)

    Listening to the screams and whispers behind her, Arcia smiled glossy.

 421 Mother and Daughter English Talent Education

    Hundreds of years later, a mother and daughter lived in a land where a castle called the Ebony Circle would be built.

    My mother''s name is Beatrice.

    Dasktum, who continues to love and love God frantically, invited the evil gods to the Brewers at the price of countless lives, imprisoning even God and giving him a son.

    The act, the spirit. And you can''t help but be seduced, its pungent appearance. Everything that makes her up deserves to be called a rare evil girl.

    My daughter''s name is Verga.

    A young girl characterized by burning flaming redheads. The eyes are inhabited by a powerful force of will that should be said even to be the ruler of the birth, not succumbing to anyone.

    Despite its youthfulness. No, only because I''m young.

    Slutty, lewd and seductive. And then, disloyal. The backwardness that makes me think of the childish demigod as beautiful doubles my charm again.

    The most beautiful and, at the same time, most horrible mother and daughter in this world.

    But being a mother and daughter, what you do is no different from the public.

    Even now, in order to put her daughter to bed, her mother told her story and made her listen.

    "- Thus I am, your father. I invited Master Dasktum into this world."

    "Whatever you ask, it''s a great story."

    In a somewhat tongueless tone, Verga praises her mother.

    Beatrice, lying down with him, smiled too lusciously to describe him as the Mother of Mercy, and received it.

    The love nest of Dasktum and Beatrice set in the basement. Hundreds of years later, the Great Mage (Arch Mage), the Empress and the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) will be seen together. But now the Verga Empire still has no shards, only a temple in the future imperial capital to celebrate the evil god Dasktum.

    Verga shimmers her eyes as she lays on that bed with less than a meter of limbs. Lovely, dirty girl. Doesn''t make me feel drowsy at all.

    At the beginning of my mother and father''s taming, that''s what I hear, over and over again, as ridiculous as it gets to count.

    Still, Verga talked to my mother every time.

    If it''s normal - aside from how qualified this parent and child is to call themselves normal - I don''t think of overcoming the hedges of man and God, no matter how impatient they may be.

    Even the young Verga can tell that much.

    Nevertheless, the beloved mother did not hesitate, breaking through the hedge.

    Its spirituality is wonderful. No matter how many times I hear it, I can''t stop being excited. My chest feels so bad.

    "But, you know, your father got angry because he called you so hard."

    It was tough then, says Beatrice with his hands on his cheek. You seem very happy to remember that time.

    If we were to interpret it from a general point of view, that would hit "curse," but, of course, it was not a situation that could be done with a great deal of words.

    Dasktum God''s absence. That''s a major incident where the balance of power between good and evil can fall apart.

    The suspicious demon recruited it, in fact, it was a one-touch situation......

    "That''s why I took you to this room to serve you sincerely."

    I don''t mind such circumstances.

    Service - physically approaching, caged the spirit, and boned God out.

    It''s easy in words, but God is easy, but it can''t be left behind. What the hell you did must have been riddled with mystery and repeated a different ritual, it was decided by the later world......

    "If I win, you bet so you can call me by name, or you can inspire that guy''s pride, and you can narrow the distance."

    "Hmm. I don''t know what kind of battle it is, no matter how many times I ask"

    "It''s still a hundred years early for Verga."

    I mean, get to pleasure.

    And it is inevitable that the interaction between God and man becomes paranormal.

    In spite of her mother and daughter''s bedroom, mossy, everywhere on the wall there are traces of blood, testimony to this is the apparatus that Yut turned away from not wanting to know what to use, such as chains, metal rings, and fire sticks.

    "But you don''t learn when you need it, you lose it late"

    "It''s okay, she''s my daughter. If you need it, instinct will tell."

    "I see. That''s reassuring."

    Innocent, innocent, slutty.

    Verga, which embodies that contradiction, is indescribably fascinating.

    As my mother, Beatrice, says, I must not need a specific cage manifold or anything like that.

    "For the purpose, do not choose the means. It''s important to keep trying until you succeed."

    "That''s right. That''s what matters."

    "If my mother hadn''t challenged me in the spirit of immortality, I wouldn''t have had a concubine. You should have told me your mother was good to you."

    "Well, I''m glad to hear it."

    An impressed Beatrice hugs her beloved daughter.

    Dasktum God returns to heaven as soon as possible, and if Verga grows, Beatrice decides to follow him as well. The wise Verga word is a testament to the approaching day of travel.

    I couldn''t help but hug him.

    So I think about it after he''s gone.

    "Verga pushes harder and harder when you have someone you like."

    "More and more"

    "More and more."

    Embraced by Beatrice''s busty chest, Verga scoffed at her mother''s words.

    Central breakthrough to stupidity.

    The words of my mother, who succeeded in doing so, do make sense...

    "But your father would have been repulsed at first, too? Too strong is not a bad idea."

    "It''s okay. Instead, we''ll have to do it first."

    "is on."

    "is on."

    A blow to the encounter.

    That would certainly have an impact.

    But is that all you can win?

    For example, yes. In addition, how about claiming ownership?

    Even if I can''t be honest with you at first, if you keep telling me how you feel about this one, I''m sure you''ll be relieved. At least, my mother Beatrice, that''s how she dropped God. Why don''t people resist?

    "If you feel destined, let''s take it to marital status immediately."

    Later, the teachings will be faithfully executed.

    if the great sorcerer who was finally hit was listening to this parent-child conversation...... would be to talk courteously about the right man and woman socializing. No, in the end, it was going to end up just deepening despair without being able to do anything.

    As far as romance is concerned, there can be no legitimate advice, no pleading, no reaching.

    "Right. Because you''re my daughter. There''s no such thing as a man who can''t fall."

    "Hmm. But I think that''s boring too..."

    Verga''s slutty beauty doesn''t capture and let the men go like a spider''s nest. Not even if Verga wanted it, all the men of the world would kneel down and whisper words of love.

    But that''s not funny.

    The charm of Verga caging a man - or even a woman - as he wishes. But it''s not something she herself was aware of. Therefore, I was not interested in the men who flocked like they were invited by moth lights.

    Naturally to be loved. Verga wants to love you.

    Modern like my mother, special like my father. Now, those who are not interested in themselves.

    Her ideals are high and steep.

    But Verga was convinced to meet that ideal.

    "It would be a loss in the world, such as the failure of a man to appear worthy of a woman like a concubine"

    "Right. I''ll show up. A man of fate."

    "Hmmm......"

    Beatrice''s kind words.

    The moment I responded to it, as if the battery had died, Verga fell asleep.

    She is depressed and her red hair is still flaky and touching her cheeks more than red balls.

    Beatrice smiled as she finished it.

    "Well...... You have no choice."

    And all this time, with the expression of a loving mother, he futons his beloved daughter, who sleeps easily.

    The ideal man for Verga to patrol.

    I don''t know what kind of man that is...

    "Be prepared. My daughter is devastating all the way."

    At least, Verga won''t spare any effort to get it in his hands.

    That certainty is correct, hundreds of years from now, will be proven.

 422 Prologue

    Are people, by birth, philosophers? Or will one day become a philosopher?

    If the latter is correct, it is precisely now that Arcia has become a philosopher. It will be this moment of awakening.

    The moment I woke up, I realized that my thoughts were clearing up. My whole body is dominated by an unfounded sense of omnipotence, and I feel like I can forgive everything no matter what happens, with nothing in the world I don''t know.

    Illusion. No, sure.

    The fact that you and your loved ones are real in this world.

    thereby affecting and constructing itself. The world encompasses individuals, and each has a world as well. I mean, it looks like you''re in the same world, and the personal world is different.

    Then yes. What a happy world I am surrounded by.

    At the moment of awakening, Alcia had such thoughts.

    But everything misted the moment I saw Yut''s face sleeping beside me.

    unfamiliar room. A different place than usual.

    On the bed. Alone with Yut.

    In fame, we became husband and wife.

    To that feeling, everything is overwritten.

    Wedding in the aerial garden Limnus.

    He was then pushed into the Hot Springs Inn near Hardenturm, just as he did at Valtrude. Because of this, the inn that Exile asked God to make is also treated like a villa. Sooner or later, we should do something... and while we were running away from reality, it was just the two of us.

    It would be natural to leave the bride and groom alone after the wedding. But since the groom has other wives and is even pregnant, the circumstances are different. There are other fianc¨¦es, Acorn, so it''s natural that Arcia should be confused.

    Yut tried to get back to the castle for the same reason.

    "Alcia, do your best."

    "Val, hey, why are you here for me? I can''t see the story, can I? I wonder what that means!?"

    "Yut too, be firm. I''ll leave Alcia to my best friend."

    "Ignore your will and don''t entrust it to me. Say something, Mr. Acorn."

    "Yes, Yut. Don''t let Alcia embarrass you."

    "Until Zhuyin..."

    - And, rather, my wife and fianc¨¦e of weight recommended me.

    There is also tiredness that he had just returned from Nara, and any further resistance is abandoned. Separately immersed in a hot spring, he took a nap and, as a result, woke up in the middle of the night.

    Night. Two brides and grooms. Have a night meal so as to avoid certain topics.

    I can''t hold it between subtleties.

    In the meantime, halfway through sleep and eating, I can''t sleep even if I want to.

    And - of Valtrude or Acorn. Alternatively, it became just as Larsia and Exile thought it would be. At the very least, I don''t think Jonah''s expecting it.

    "I know exactly what that means..."

    The two of us were asleep in a large bed that finished the aftermath - called it a queen size in Yut''s hometown. I can see the sun is falling even over the curtains, and I can tell I''ve slept pretty well.

    I spent the night with my loved one and it seemed like I was asleep at some point. It was an unprecedented encounter for Alcia, but the opponent Yut - now, he''s his own husband - was different.

    technology backed by a wealth of knowledge and experience. More importantly, he was gently guided by love and reached a border equal to a trans integrated with God. Maybe it also has something to do with the book Guide of Lovers, a book of secrets and fantasies, that I gave it to Larsia - rather than Elizabeth.

    I was full of happiness then, but now I get another feeling when I think calmly.

    "I wonder how unscrupulous Yuto has been..."

    Not bad. It''s never a bad thing, but it''s also horrible to give yourself up completely. There is also anxiety about how far ahead we will go.

    Nothing is the same as what Valtrude told me. In order to verify, I would also like the acorn to be handled as soon as possible.

    With that in mind, I was wandering his face with both hands, like one day. It was unconscious of me to start. But conscious, I won''t try to stop.

    Same dark hair as Arcia. Is it from the beginning, or is it well maintained? That''s a nice touch.

    Hands are from ears, cheeks. It passes through the nose and eyelids, to the lips.

    (Yesterday, here...)

    The moment she began her recollection stroking there softly moistened, Arcia noticed an anomaly.

    Now I''m exposing my dark brown eyes, but I''m sensitive to the signs even without a crimson eyelid.

    "Yut, are you awake?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Yut?

    "... if they do that, I wonder if they''ll wake up"

    A lightly minded, eye-opening yuut awakens herself.

    He grandly exposed his tight upper body and turned his back to unwind his unexpectedly rough body.

    "Uh. What time is it?

    You''re tired.

    "But I guess it feels like comfortable fatigue"

    "... at all. It''s called yesterday because it''s sloppy."

    "No, because it felt like something good"

    "What are you doing to a beginner?"

    I''m happy to be asked. I''m glad, but it''s complicated.

    So beat the pillow and protest.

    Though Yut had a smile on his face when it came to protesting a cute trick.

    And that smile turns into something mean, similar to Larsia''s.

    "I mean, if you gain experience, you''ll be forgiven for some impossibility."

    "Well, yeah..."

    Don''t be impotent with the beginner.

    If you''re a skilled person, you can do a somewhat unscrupulous imitation.

    I''m not wrong...... should be.

    "And he also said he was going to gain experience"

    "I wonder if..."

    Soon the words were taken.

    How dare Yut approach such an approach? That''s a lie, if you say you''re not happy.

    Besides, I''m sure we need more people to take Yut than Valtrude is pregnant. No, even Yut is not a beast without sight, and I didn''t accept him with that sense of duty...

    "But you can''t be unplanned. Until Val had Yut-kun''s child... right?

    It''s impossible for a pregnant woman to see a pregnant woman and help her give birth.

    I was going to encourage restraint to do so, but with a troubled look and wet eyes to say it would be counterproductive. Arcia doesn''t realize that. Rather than, I haven''t imagined it.

    "In the meantime, I think I''ll get two more days off."

    "Are you sure you want to rest?

    "Yeah, I''m fine."

    I don''t have to look at Yut''s reaction to the fact that he''s accumulating work.

    Even though it''s not fatal, it was more than I thought, Alcia herself, who still wanted to be with me. If you''re not conscious and tight enough, your cheeks will loosen up on their own.

    But before I said it shouldn''t be unplanned, it shouldn''t be flushed.

    Besides, if Yut is the party''s command tower, Arcia is the helmsman. The spirit of a firmly rooted stopper manages to set foot.

    "Speaking of which, what spell are you going to put in our ring?

    "... I didn''t think about it, or I didn''t have time to think about it"

    Blatant topic changes.

    On the bed - and we may not be talking about each other half-naked - Yut rode honestly. It must have been of interest to him, too.

    "If I could get into Arsia''s ring, I wonder if" Time Suspended (Chronos Eyes) "or" Magic Dismantling (Isolation) "

    "... powerful, but not for everyday use."

    "Indeed."

    Maybe I should think of it as a trump card, but it''s a wedding ring because of it. Even when it comes to heirloom treasure knives, it''s a waste to be a treasure possession.

    "Then I wonder if Momentary Mobility (Teleport) is more practical. I can''t go back and forth, but it will be slightly neck..."

    "When it comes to Momentary Travel, I''m worried it''ll work for me."

    "Oh...... Sure, I did, too, but if you''re not used to it, don''t deviate from your target location. All this, only with practice"

    "But Yut hasn''t made that much of a mistake, has he? Even the first time I went to Folio-Farina, I was able to get to the inn."

    "At that time, to show Val and Yona the good, because I concentrated"

    "What about me?

    "If you''re Mr. Arcia, you won''t be disillusioned if you show me what you don''t look like. Rather, it seems comforting"

    "I''m glad you said that."

    "I can light it up when you tell me straight. By the way, what''s on my ring?

    "Right..."

    Alcia often thinks with her long and beautiful fingers on her chin.

    "After all, I wonder if spells to heal injuries and illnesses are good. Something I don''t know what''s coming."

    "Things like Verga, I don''t think it''s gonna happen that way."

    "You''ll be in trouble if you wake up, won''t you?

    Unlike Yut, Arcia seemed to intend to insure.

    "Well, let''s think a little bit more"

    "Right."

    In the meantime, the suspension brings the story together.

    Originally, it''s for distraction, and it''s not an urgent agenda.

    Just a paragraph away, let''s get out of bed.

    That was the Alcia that planned it, but unexpectedly he grabbed and held on to his shoulder with strong force.

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "Yut...... kun"

    "Before you decide on a spell, you have to activate it"

    "You scattered it yesterday, didn''t you?

    "We have to do it every day, right?

    "Yeah, already..."

    The slight resistance is broken lightly. No, I didn''t say no.

    Exhalation mingled, gaps disappeared, and the two, firmly, ''let their minds go through''.

 423 1. Current situation (previous)

    Now I think that the time we spent alone with Alcia was like a dream.

    Yuut, who finished a short honeymoon - for them to get anywhere on Moment Travel (Teleport), if they get away from home, that is, a trip - looks back at it that way.

    Fluffy and unrealistic, then gentle and happy time.

    Just a few days. Compared to the time spent getting to know each other, it may not be long enough to take.

    However, I encountered a number of new discoveries and met faces I didn''t know about. It must be short, but it was also a dense time. Plus, I have the pride of finding a number of Alcias that I only know - or pulled out.

    A dream that lasts forever.

    That must be real. It''s also about an extraordinarily happy reality.

    So, if there is.

    "What a representation of the reality of a pile of documents¡­"

    Upon his return to duty, Yut groans of despair in front of a pile of work accumulated in the accumulation. Still, it''s just great not to stop.

    If it was a bunch of monsters, not paperwork, confronting each other, and it was the sword, not the ballpoint pen, holding it, it must be a heroic act to remain in the epic poem.

    "Isn''t that a good nightmare?

    Valtrude, who likewise works for desk work in the office, answers Yut''s soliloquy in a serious tone. This Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who serves the Hellenonian God, knows nothing about anything.

    "... you read my mind?

    But in my heart - a reality escape that no one can show me - I was told, and Yut was a little nervous.

    There''s nothing nasty about it, but if it was even on your face, there''s so much to be ashamed of.

    "You can''t possibly do that. Isn''t that Yut''s job?"

    "Well, I guess. I''m self-regulating."

    There are several psychic manipulation spells in the theoretical spells, and also in Yut''s repertoire.

    For example, "Memory Operation (Amnesia)", a grand spell on the ninth staircase that allows you to glance at the subject''s memory and make permanent changes. In addition, "Spiritual Exploration", which reads superficial thinking, such as "Induction", which instantaneously directs people to perform specific actions.

    None of this is omnipotent, but it takes time to concentrate mentally, or if you resist mentally, it doesn''t work.

    Still, I learned to get information from Priests (Priests) and Bishops (Bishops) of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    However, reading it because of the mental contamination caused by the helix of despair (Reliouria) was incomprehensible, and in the first place, at the end of the day, most of them self-destructed. Mentally or physically dead, powerful spells don''t help either. As a result, it was no longer used or prepared.

    It''s like someone tells you they don''t want to give you extra information.

    "So, how''s it going? If it''s just a little bit, so am I."

    "No, because it''s not as hard as it looks"

    Yut apologizes for Valtrude''s care.

    Caring about her health is paramount, but saying no isn''t a lie either.

    Whatever it is, if the amount is stacked, I will eat it.

    Yut''s escape from reality was due to a spiritual lapse with the honeymoon, not a practical problem.

    Besides, it is also peaceful proof that if you change your perspective, you can thus work in the office.

    Murgush, the struggle against God and the militancy that followed. And with Acorn and Alcia on Valtrude''s pregnancy. It''s also been a long time since I''ve been able to calm down and encourage the government.

    He saved the world''s crisis, competed with heroes, took a big turn in his life, and finally regained his routine. I can''t be happier.

    (Is that it? I mean, it was only a little after Val''s wedding?

    The wedding itself, that day, was raided by the demons (Demon Road), and it was hard with the Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) descending. Before that, the red-haired empress did a lot to me.

    (Huh? My life, too turbulent?

    This makes the peaceful and safe routine more unusual in proportion. That''s just not going to happen. There shouldn''t be. I don''t think so.

    Remove the ballpoint pen, stunned yuut.

    Worried about such a husband, Valtrude calls from his own desk, a short distance away.

    "Hmm? What''s wrong, Yut?

    "... no. It''s okay. It''s nothing."

    "I can''t believe I found something wrong with the paperwork."

    "That''s impossible. At least while Mr. Claude''s eyes are black... is it only Japan that makes sense of this idiom?"

    I immediately deny it while exchanging such irrelevant and good discoveries. Valtrude''s worry was that unlikely. If I turned it around, I could also say that Yut''s reaction was as unlikely as that, but I decided not to think deeply there.

    "Hmm. Right. I hope so."

    I guess I didn''t feel any lies in Yut''s words.

    While it creates an atmosphere that is somewhat unintelligible - still, beauty is not compromised - Valtrude returns to his own work.

    The only thing that turns to her is a document that doesn''t have any productivity shards to scrutinize and just check and sign.

    Formally, just because the final approval of the lord is required, there is no need to read it seriously. It''s not a praised story, but it''s never uncommon for a lord to leave everything to his side, even his signature.

    Initially, so did Valtrude. It''s just a matter of ability, not willingness. After I''ve managed to clear the capability issue, I''ve taken the time to load the paperwork before I know it, and I''m signing it.

    Inefficient, but I think Yut is loving such sincere Valtrude. Exactly, people who should stand above people. Because she''s serious, those below will respond to it.

    But that would also be a temporary interruption in a while. It''s time to put out the touch that she''s pregnant in the realm as well. That way, I just can''t make it impossible.

    I still haven''t seen any significant changes in my shape in the early trimester, which means I''m more than mild, and I haven''t changed my health. I don''t complain of any ill health, but rather, they seem constrained and cramped by the archery of the sword.

    As usual, I think half of us will seriously believe that God will bring us a baby if we stay like this on October 10th.

    But still, some changes existed.

    Only Yut knows that smart, supple, but tough limbs are soft if touched. Recently, however, a feminine roundness was being added there.

    If they say that the whole harmony or the beauty of the world doesn''t break down because the god of beauty designed it from hand to hand, this one is totally serious to believe. Rather, it is strange that it is not.

    The movement has changed unconsciously or caring for the abdomen, and hair like pure gold melted in the sun has grown for the longest time ever, with more colour and adulthood.

    All, trivial from the edge, but an important change for Yut.

    Mentally, he''s calm rather than destabilizing, and this won''t have anything to do with Arcia being tied to Yut. Freed from the hindsight of being alone Yut, at the same time, dwells the crystal of love with him. Its steady spirit was also polishing the beauty of Valtrude.

    Don''t be so self-conscious herself, Valtrude is tired of watching as she desperately processes the paperwork. I used to worry about what would happen with the office together, but now I can assure you.

    He said it was a great success.

    "Therefore, I will report the current situation, so I want you to be well received"

    "This time, there are plans to raise the Lord, so it is also a knockout for materials to be submitted to the Royal Family."

    That afternoon. Nearly evening, I had a visitor. They are two of Yut''s private secretaries, Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash, and Claude Laker, the clerk who divides the practice of the Marquis Istas.

    It was where Yut and Valtrude finally achieved their norm, but they accepted it with pleasure.

    "Welcome¡­?"

    With a small twinkle, Valtrude ponders its intentions.

    I don''t think Yut has a grasp on the state of business. Originally, no need to report.

    So what are you trying to do it for?

    It''s also likely that it''s a routine report, but if that''s all, you just have to Yut.

    When that happens, the subject of the report will be narrowed down. I guess it''s a lecture for lords, not housekeepers.

    If you become a duke, you can''t just say that you remain a pull. Does that mean that you will have a preview not to be ashamed when socializing with the ascension, etc.?

    Valtrude, who has no knowledge but is savvy, stacked reasoning and arrived at the truth.

    "I''ve been dealing with it all the time, too, because I haven''t looked over and seen it lately. Greetings."

    Yut is relaxed and has no way of taking notes.

    I''m not just dating...... but again, the Lord is Valtrude.

    To be honest, I''m feeling too tired and hungry with my head too badly. I don''t hate it, but I can''t falsely say that I want to avoid it if it''s possible.

    But Valtrude''s justice doesn''t allow it. I can''t even look at a child growing up in the womb.

    Therefore, squeezing the last power, the Marquis of Istas concentrates his consciousness on his subordinate words.

    (If anything happens, let''s rely on Yut. No, I just hope you''re not off Yut''s side)

    Though he was a living adventurer, not a hero in a picture book, as he prepared his way out.

 424 2. Current situation (Medium)

    "First, then, tax revenues from the underlying countryside -"

    That''s right. Forward, then Claude Laker starts the class.

    On the recommendation of Alsace, who was a prince at the time, a few years after his assignment. Because I feel rewarded, or because I look younger every year.

    At the same time, its spicy arm swing has gained momentum, and its work is not usually delayed even in Yut''s absence. In addition, the presence of a grim claude whose kinsman relatives will not originally employ even their own sons and grandchildren as official officials plays a major role in the Solemnity of Discipline.

    There was also a reason to trust and honor not only Yut, but Valtrude as well.

    nature and also stretches Valtrude''s spine. I held a pen in my thin, beautiful hand that I didn''t think I was holding a sword and went into a listening attitude.

    "This year, wheat growth is going well."

    "Right. It''s about time you sprouted it."

    Valtrude closes his eyes and puts his thoughts to fruition.

    Meanwhile, Yut was still uncomfortable with the cycle of sowing in the fall and harvesting in the summer. By this time of spring, I really wonder if it''s planting time.

    For this reason he was trying to fill that gap while observing the side of Valtrude remembering when he was in the village of Ozlic.

    "It seems like you can expect to reap more than usual."

    "Right. Tell him to do his best without imposing."

    "So, how long is it a prospect?

    Candy was left to Valtrude, and Yut chose the role of calmly grasping the situation, although not whipping......

    "roughly what would fit between four and five thousand gold coins"

    "Something like that."

    Yut nodded as expected to Dal-Lukash''s words, to which he replied indulgently. Last year, that''s the same amount. Even though you can expect abundant crops, tax revenues don''t suddenly double.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash. If you''re short, can you still revise your tax rates in time?

    "... yuut"

    "No, you don''t have to. I mean, I don''t care if you look like that."

    Yut waves flirtatiously and lightly denies it. Leaking an inclusive laugh at Valtrude, who is letting his expression come and go according to his emotions.

    Old Claude, upright next to the Dimensional Dragon, also overruled the decision.

    However, not entirely.

    "In addition, few magic drugs (potions) have been distributed, and there seems to be little damage from beasts, goblins, etc."

    "Isn''t that a good thing"

    Claude shifted his gaze from Valtrude, who nodded satisfactorily, to Yut.

    In the past, I have complained several times. It''s good to be nice to the people. But isn''t it past the point? Bad way to put it, but you should be able to squeeze it out more.

    Yut smiled back bitterly at Claude, who asked with a gaze yes.

    "So far, if you''re going to spend some time or manpower collecting taxes over there, you think it''s better to focus your resources somewhere else."

    "Sure, I agree with Dal-Lukash that it''s more efficient"

    "Really... Then why don''t you just make it tax free, like the first year?

    "I didn''t think about that either..."

    Tax revenues from villages as a percentage of the total are insignificant. If you say you can do it without it, you''re totally right.

    But Yut shook his head that it wasn''t for each other.

    "My hometown - on Earth, well, the country''s different, but there''s someone who''s done some experiments."

    "What kind of experiment?

    "Well, to explain it very carefully, it''s an experiment called, ''Do people, when they reward twice as much, achieve twice as much?''"

    "That would be natural. You''re getting paid for that."

    "But it didn''t"

    Some people are satisfied with some remuneration, while others consider leisure time to be more important.

    Humans, it''s not that simple.

    "So if we make it tax free, we might only make it for what we eat. When that happens, the people of Falve, Hardenturm and Mainz will starve"

    "Chronica, if you buy from the Divine Kingdom... no, you can''t do that"

    The danger of relying on foreign countries for staple foods was also understood by Valtrude.

    "In the end, it''s in the best shape right now......?

    "The best depends on the time and the circumstances. If I were to change it...... I guess I''ll be more motivated to increase my share accordingly when I get rich."

    Working doesn''t pay more, it leads to laziness. Conversely, I lose sight of the point of doing my job even if I give too much reward.

    It''s hard to add or subtract a teaspoon... but I guess it''s the trader''s job to set it up well there.

    And so far, so good.

    "Plus, if you get rich, you''ll be ready for when you have to."

    "In fact, wheat collected as a tax is also turned over to stockpiles."

    "However, for what you are giving magic drugs, you are oppressed in the sense of profit"

    "For the moment, that''s fine if it''s not a deficit. If Ren''s making money, it means there''s gold on the market for that matter."

    The Wizard is always short of money.

    Indeed, if you create and sell magic drugs and magic equipment (magic items), you can instantly get a pile of gold coins like no ordinary person has ever seen.

    But it''s also for a moment that it disappears.

    Catalyst of spells in precious books. On a large amount of parchment paper in the raw materials of magic drugs and magic fixtures, the gold coins disappear at some point. I can''t even see wings growing and flying. As a result, even if there are assets, there is only a small amount of cash held.

    As an exchanger, no consumer is happier.

    "Isn''t that a fluke to someone you know?

    "Hmm? Oh, profit inducement? You knew me well."

    "Phew."

    Valtrude with a good chest stretch.

    "Well, if I can do anything else at the magic pharmacy, shall I open it once in a competition? My sister-in-law never loses."

    Now, Yut strained his chest.

    "... as always, that''s sweet for Ren"

    "Huh. It''s not just about Len."

    "It was..."

    "Continuing the explanation, Dal-Lukash declares"

    Another important matter was the laying of carriage railways.

    The rails are ready and work finally begins. Tertione''s memorial will come true. Altogether, the primary school attached to the Vainamarinen School of Magic also seems to accommodate additional recruitment of faculty, etc.

    "Also, more spending"

    "Right. Again, for defeating the Dragon, we have more assets¡­"

    "In the meantime, it''s not healthy as it is now, because I understand very well"

    If both Dal-Lukash and Claude blame me me, Yut can''t go underneath either.

    In short, I would like to say that tax revenues from the primary industry and an increase in percentages are future challenges.

    "So far, the food situation in the territory is stable, so if we can export to Folio-Farina, for example, we can increase our share of income."

    "... say, is something you can do about it?

    "I know that won''t be possible, but if the sacred soil I left to the baron of gastronomy is handled well..."

    A miraculous soil that itself can be called a magic fixture, created by a mixture of floods unleashed by God and the insects themselves, in fertile soil dug back by giant mites used by insecticians (Insectians).

    It worked too well - for whatever it is, enough to live eating it itself - to use it the other way around, but if the methodology were to be established, there would be a revolution.

    "I understand. That treatment should be left to the Lord of Dal-Lukash"

    "Right. As far as common sense is concerned."

    "... I don''t know what to say to the baron of gastronomy"

    Yut''s remarks were the best. But the perimeter gaze is harsh.

    Words are not what you said. Yut thought it was stingy that it was important who said it.

    "Next, is it Hardenturm?

    "Ha."

    Prepare the following materials as Old Claude answers with a hard voice:

    Meanwhile, Yut opens his mouth with a little topic offering.

    "Speaking of which, the werewolves attacked me, but I don''t think there''s any after-effects."

    "Then I thought it was okay because there were no reports, but more importantly. This is what Alana and the others are doing."

    "And you''re more resistant to monsters than I thought."

    I guess the presence of monsters is familiar, for better or worse. The sacrifice was sedated with minimal but also quick pieces. That point is also corroborated by a report from Regina, who became the Council''s liaison officer.

    I was talking to Regina and I noticed that that incident seems to be a degree of recognition that the bear has descended into people, in Earth terms. Sure, it''s a big case, but if you ¡°exterminate¡± me firmly, I guess it means I won''t last, even if there''s panic.

    "Thank you for waiting"

    In one word of Claude, Regina''s face, which I had in mind, was misty.

    She and I will also face each other in the matter of entering the King''s Capital of Vermilio. Right now, we should focus on this one.

    "Trades in building materials used in Falve and ores required in Mainz are steadily evolving"

    "At first, I was going to cover the material in our territory alone, but lately it hasn''t either. Hold on, I didn''t know you''d cover it, that''s a free city thriving in trade..."

    "I don''t think Hardenturm can be called a free city anymore"

    Dimensional dragons calmly point out, but Yut doesn''t go through with it.

    "If you thought it would be better for us to be in our asylum than to defend ourselves, you should be happy."

    "Dal-Lukash thinks that what comes with interest leaves with interest"

    "Then you just have to keep giving them the benefit. If you drink alcohol, it''s delicious and delicious, you won''t be able to let go at all."

    Kokuri, Dal-Lukash nodded. Yut''s words seem to match Dimensional Dragon''s taste.

    "It''s not just about trade, it''s about¡­ what was it"

    "Vermilio?"

    "Ha, excuse me. Vermilio is doing pretty well, and it seems to be hiring more women as needles. Also the handling of raw materials"

    "Hmm...... Thanks to Acorn."

    "And Val and Arcia, as advertising towers..."

    "Don''t say that."

    The acorn-produced fashion worn for the first time by Valtrude is in a blouse full of checked skirts and feminine laces, in the girly style of a beret.

    Yut can still remember when he encountered him on a carriage railroad passenger car. Alcia''s tight knitted piece as well.

    If you practice in that outfit, it naturally sells. Rather, it is so strange that the residents'' clothes have not all been replaced.

    "In this way, the situation is still positive. Probably around 30,000 gold coins."

    "30,000 gold coins!?"

    "Well, I know that''s the place, but that''s a bit much..."

    Valtrude, purely on its forehead. Yut changes his expression to the amount of profit retained by the Chamber of Commerce from which he is led.

    It does make a lot of money if you look at tax revenues alone, but a deficit given the amount of various investments.

    So where is Yut''s worry?

    The levy on Hardenturm is set at 30% of the profits of merchants who join the Council - that is, almost all of Hardenturm.

    More than twice as much gold as tax revenues will be sleeping as surpluses.

    "Right. Maybe we could hang together to help expand the port and invest in Rotonia."

    It''s a human being wanting to keep it in case, but I can''t even say that as a yut. Whatever you earn, I''ll have trouble if you don''t use it well.

    "I guess that''s a good idea. There are many ships around Hardentrum that will stop without pirates."

    "That''s what I heard good"

    "The Lord of Dal-Lukash looks good"

    "Dimensional Dragon, there''s something going on."

    That being said, I didn''t hate the look on Valtrude''s face like that.

 425 3. Current situation (later)

    "Mainz is still a crystal iron."

    The story moves to the Dwarves'' inner mainz.

    "Totally, we''re on track"

    "Good...... At first, I wondered what would happen."

    "Right. I can still remember Yut''s negotiations."

    "I was young back then"

    Of course, not many years ago, but Yut smudges and crushes.

    I even felt angry with the Dwarves, who were secretive, and forcefully proceeded to talk. I guess I didn''t care if you said you were going to wait for the doom to be clean.

    The result worked, but there are many things to reflect on. I don''t know if that''s alive now, though.

    Thanks to Val.

    "I just had a drink."

    That''s what I say, I''ll whisper my throat down.

    Valtrude has been out of alcohol since she found out she was pregnant. Doesn''t mean I can''t live without it, but I guess sometimes I miss it.

    Yut feels sorry and loving for such a Valtrude.

    Unexpectedly, I want to hug her - unfortunately, she weighed herself only because she wasn''t alone.

    "The heart of the demand for glass iron is as jewellery and works of art. Dishes with fine workmanship on weapons and protective equipment. Plus, condiments, etc. However, there is also an increasing number of engagements such as sheet glass."

    Dal-Lukash says as he lifts his Fox type glasses. If I had acorns, it wouldn''t be hard to imagine what I would have been happy about.

    The Dade glasses do not come in degrees, but I seem to be concerned about the position. Maybe it''s a little bigger.

    (No way, I didn''t buy a bigger one to make it less natural.)

    Impossible.

    It''s impossible, but I also think it''s possible for acorns.

    (Well, let''s not think deeply)

    It was a lovely move. That''s good.

    "Does it feel like a dwarf craftsman sells from right to left making it on his own?

    "As the Lord of Dal-Lukash pointed out. If you glance at sheet glass, one-off crafts are rare"

    Valtrude''s new sword of love, the Horse Sword of Heaven (White Knight). Its sheath is also a delicacy at the hands of the Mainz craftsmen. If you look at what you can do, you can sell it.

    "But the bulb of Light Fire isn''t like that."

    "In the first place, I can''t make a number"

    Yut listens as he looks at the details at hand, but Dal-Lukash''s response is incomprehensible.

    "If science spell education in elementary schools is on track, the story will change. Therefore, Dal-Lukash points out that it will not be overnight"

    "So is that..."

    "However, five thousand gold coins from initial investments are expected to be recoverable in the current quarter"

    "We have also received reports from Chief Miranda that we intend to secure funding for when we set up a fund."

    "Fund? What do you mean?"

    To the Lord''s immediate confirmation, Old Claude answers with his spine stretched out.

    However, the contents were difficult to say.

    "Whatever, no matter how much you earn, you''re going to use it to eat and drink right away."

    "... Isn''t it just what Yut ideally thinks?

    "You seem to be breaking up. That''s why I''m in trouble."

    It is also a part that is directly linked to artisan motivation and not an issue that regulates it. For the moment, we''ll have to leave it to Chief Miranda.

    What I can say to Yut is limited.

    "But a fund is just fine. Let''s run it and have it grow the next one of the bold irons."

    "Next?

    Surprisingly, Claude asks.

    Glass iron products are doing well and supply is not keeping pace with demand. It''s in the details that Yut was looking at earlier, but it''s a situation where most deals are with the Chamber of Commerce in the Territory. From there, I guess it flows out of the realm, but there is as much demand.

    Shouldn''t we concentrate our resources now?

    But Yut disagreed.

    "This kind of thing, because it''s too late to prepare after it fades. I guess it''s like changing your daily life after you get sick."

    "... yes, it is."

    Claude admired the wisdom of the Great Mage (Arch Mage) and drowned his head naturally.

    The first territories I worshipped as Earl of Istas were all well developed.

    With all that money invested, everyone can develop.

    It''s likely to sound like that, but it goes hand in hand with the behavior of the Yuts, who exorcised pirates and showed the usefulness of bold iron. With the power of gold alone, we didn''t do anything about it.

    In that sense, it would be the city of Falve that could not even lay the foundations for development without the Yuts.

    "There is no striking industry in this falve"

    "Well, that''s true."

    Yut nodded lightly at the forefront of Dal-Lukash. At best, it would be to the extent of horse training, but it''s basically a ranch for carriage railroads, so it''s not something to put up for sale either.

    "But it is becoming a relay point for sending supplies from the Wang capital to Mainz and Hardenturm, a city that feeds the people serving the Istas and their families"

    If people get together, that''s all we can do about business.

    The artificial city of Falve also seemed to be at the tip of turning the economy around as a place of consumption.

    "In addition, we are planning to increase the number of visitors from outside,"

    "Tourism."

    "Tourism? It must be a pilgrimage. I''m telling you, there''s so much to see."

    "Right...... Well, it''s too early to travel in entertainment..."

    Even on a pilgrimage journey, it doesn''t change that you drop me money.

    Besides, it would be essentially the same as tourism, just to say pilgrimage because the attractions are related to God.

    "It''s a hot spring when it comes to travel, isn''t it? If I dig, I don''t know if I''ll come out."

    Having heard that, Valtrude distorts its beauty, even if it had a bad feeling. But I didn''t say anything to put it into words, wondering if I was too worried.

    Instead, write something on the paper at hand.

    "In the meantime, Falve is doing well too"

    "If you put that together, there''s not much land that''s not doing well"

    The Dragon Man of Kera Forest (Draconut) is also getting along well. Oriental, which was an antenna shop, is also being accepted, and plans are being made to put out branches, he said.

    The production of miso, soy sauce, rice and paper is also at the end of the prototyping phase and can be flown to the market.

    "To what extent can the rest be accepted¡­"

    "I like rice, miso and soy sauce."

    "So next time, shall we do it at a tasting event? If Val was eating it looking delicious, everyone would care to eat it too"

    "Ugh. Why don''t we do it"

    There seemed to be a grid, but the appetite seemed to have surpassed it. The spread of Japanese-style ingredients is no longer as promised.

    On the other hand, it was the city of Rotonia, which is renting part of the Kingdom of the Chronica God, which is close to being put on hold.

    "Is that it? I thought it would still take a while to finish the city and the streets."

    "That''s what we''re getting reports that the work for the Cronican kingdom is coming to an end."

    "Huh?"

    "Perhaps piercing was done to welcome the hero who fulfilled the Solar God''s quest"

    "Soon, will you be a general contractor..."

    Apparently, it''s the stage where Yut just scrapes the mountains and passes the carriage railroad.

    As planned, but I didn''t feel pressured when I was forced to do so. How much do you want to invite? Outreach, maybe he hasn''t given up on certifying Falv as a Kanto yet.

    But there''s also a trade in crude oil, and I can''t even grab it.

    "Well, let''s schedule that and get it over with."

    "I''d appreciate it if you could do that. Not yet published, but to the Duke, this is to be announced soon, because the birth of the heir to the Lord''s birth and the festival are being discouraged."

    "... I''m glad you and Arcia were married to Jimi!

    I myself wonder what plain is about that, but it will be relative.

    Thus, the lengthy lecture on the state of territorial management was concluded.

    The greatly stretched Yuut speaks the words of labor to Old Claude and Dal-Lukash and moves under Val.

    "No, Val. Seems like he was writing something earlier."

    "Uhm. I was putting the gist together so you could forget"

    "I don''t know if it''s a premise to forget... Huh? What does it say?

    Valtrude said he had left a note on the paper at hand, remembering what he had heard.

    That''s good.

    But.

    The note had no idea what it said. It''s not that the letters are dirty and illegible. The letters themselves are incomprehensible. Letters that cannot even be read by Yuut, who gained the ability to translate, as the world moves. That could only be called a cipher.

    "Mm-hmm. It was better to read, but I forgot how to write characters other than names while I wasn''t using them for a while."

    "So, this letter..."

    "Made it myself"

    grand. And proudly, Valtrude ran out of words.

    Old Claude''s movement, which was about to exit, stops as well as Yut.

    Not so much a cipher as a big deal.

    If you translate Valtrude''s notes, it''s just a simple line of words as follows:

    Full of muggings.

    Why is it still there?

    Not much for Yutren. And Jonah.

    Warwolf Bullshit.

    Booey, good.

    Why is it full?

    []/(v5s, vt) (uk) to pretend/to pretend/to pretend/to pretend/

    But Yut turned around and impressed me.

    "Genius..."

    If you can''t remember the letters - I forgot them - then you can make a letter that you know for yourself. Normally, I wouldn''t think of that idea.

    All I can say is it''s amazing.

    Dal-Lukash stares silently at the bewildered Lord.

    For those inorganic eyes that didn''t reflect that light - it''s impossible by nature - those emotions were there.

 426 4. Dangerous Agricultural Revolution

    "Val, Mr. Arcia, Zhuyin. I''ll be right there."

    Yut that day was an inspection in the morning.

    Two wives and a fianc¨¦e escort Yut out of the fortress of Falve dressed in a black dragon coat (Dragon Claus) from Alcia.

    "Hmm. Firm"

    "Yut, be careful"

    "Come on in."

    He exchanged hugs with the three of them - Yut and Akane resisted, but were pushed off by Val and Arsia - from the terrace (balcony), floating in the sky fluttering.

    If Larsia were here, it would be a chilling sight.

    "... there''s a lot of anger coming out of you."

    No, there was actually Larsia. Yut invites me to accompany him on the inspection, flying the castle fortress with him in a spell, all aligned and advancing through the sky.

    But what I threw at you, it wasn''t chilling. I feel a quiet rage.

    "Even Larsia has two wives."

    "Yes, but I''m not! Yut has no shame!?"

    "Val and Mr. Arcia wanted it. It''s a man who responds to that."

    Even in conversations while moving through the sky, as usual. Instead, I am no longer reluctant to worry about the human eye.

    "Ahhh. Be grand, something''s upsetting!

    "What''s going on? It''s weird how you always get more, huh?

    "Something about watching the yuts suddenly reminded me of my old emotions. I used to ask God for ''luck for women'' and ''nice encounter''."

    "Oh, wow."

    It would be like a seizure.

    It is common for Larsia to be rare, such as when she hears that Exile is marrying Sualum, who was her sister-in-law.

    "Well, I don''t care about that. I had a little consultation, and I asked her out today."

    "Okay. Don''t you have straw dolls, nails, hammers and candles before that? Because I curse."

    "Why the Japanese style? Or don''t rely on me for everything. If you want to curse, get yourself some."

    Yut and Larsia move on as they exchange such heartwarming conversations.

    Aim is the experimental farm of the baron of gastronomy. When I told him I wanted to see what happened to the research, such as proper use of sacred soil, the Hundreds were invited only at first sight.

    But apart from that, I wanted to hear Larsia''s opinion.

    "Hey, Larsia. You think Verga''s still after me?

    "What? Proud? I knew you wanted to be cursed?

    "No, seriously."

    They took the look and the sound seriously.

    Larsia thinks in silence, but it''s also for a moment.

    "I ask the other way around, do you think that woman will give up?

    "Right. That''s right."

    Myself and Valtrude, who are parties, of course. Even Arcia and Acorn cannot remain calm to the red-haired empress. For this reason I asked Larsia for her opinion from a neutral standpoint, but she returned an overly calm reply.

    "Neither Val''s nor Mr. Arcia''s intervened in the wedding or anything, so I thought you''d died once and changed your mind..."

    "Simply because you couldn''t get through the Hellenonian God?

    "I guess..."

    "Or you think you''re building up strength."

    "I hope you don''t mind that."

    I had a faint idea, but after all, is Verga Verga?

    Yut wrinkles between his brows as he arms together and flies through the sky.

    "If that''s the case, you should have seen me when I went to heaven. Or some kind of spell or ritual that rains Verga?

    "You''re asking because you don''t want to do it."

    "There''s no way I can answer that."

    Speaking pleasantly, proceed through the sky.

    "I mean, why did you ask me that?"

    "Yesterday, Val and I checked the state of territorial management."

    "Something wrong?

    "No, it''s going very well"

    "What do you mean?"

    "It went well, and for that matter, the problem was closed up."

    What is the problem, that is, the trend of Ray Cruz rather than the trend of the Verga Empire¡­?

    Are you really going to put the Verga Empire together and attack it into heaven? No, you can do whatever you want if that''s all you want, but the biggest problem is, if you''ve been pointing spears at us for lack of force.

    I don''t think it''s Verga sitting around watching it. If Yut is still obsessed, he will definitely intervene.

    "I knew we had to do something..."

    "Aren''t you going to be allied with Eldrick''s king?

    "I don''t think that''s enough."

    "Oh well. Yut can handle it."

    "Super HR"

    "Besides, don''t worry about the signs that you''re going to be eating something delicious."

    As Larsia requested, I see an experimental farm.

    That''s the only area where the greenery is thick and the plants thrive. I can tell from a distance that it is a farm.

    "Ooh. You''ve been growing up for a long time."

    "... Aren''t you overgrown"

    When I visited before, there was little fruitfulness because it continued to fail.

    It would be a mistake to compare it to that, but as we approach it, the anomaly becomes exposed.

    "Hardly, isn''t it the jungle?"

    The problem was more familiar.

    Yut was tannic and Larsia, with a full grin, stepped down to the experimental farm of the baron of gastronomy.

    Yut, who saw an experimental farm nearby, could not hide his surprise.

    "Rice, right, that. It''s definitely a field."

    "That''s wheat over there. Oh, you have a good buckwheat."

    Cereals such as wheat, rice and buckwheat awaited harvest at the same time.

    Even if you know the effects of sacred earth on a sight that ignores the season, it makes your head jerk off.

    Besides, that''s not all.

    Vegetables such as radishes, cabbages and leeks, which have also been seen on Earth. Moreover, fruits such as apples, peaches and grapes were in season on this farm.

    Unlike the aerial garden rimnus, though there are only edible plants.

    "Yut, a word"

    "No words"

    Indeed, I left it entirely to the baron of gastronomy. I still don''t think it''s the wrong decision.

    It also grasps the insane efficacy of sacred earth.

    But why is it that all of a sudden, when results are sticking out in front of you, feelings similar to regret sprang up?

    Do we have to console the idea that just for the lack of a plant-type monster is better than leaving it to Vainamarinen¡­?

    "Sounds like you''re weak out of specialty, too."

    "You might have to do this later, huh?

    It''s none of my business.

    Ha ha, he was a raucous Larsia walking around the farm, but he shouted like a scream when he thought he had stopped abruptly.

    "Ah, Yut. Over there, there''s a building like Pacri in our Bold Iron Castle Crystal Iron Castle!

    "What do you mean?

    "I can''t do this!

    Yuut sewing through the gap of the plant and moving forward with his neck tilted.

    It''s like we''re on the road to a secret base.

    "Is this the greenhouse?

    "Greenhouse?"

    "Oh. The temperatures are higher than the outside, and the out-of-season plants and the more southerly ones are also grown."

    "I see. If you''re not going to be our commercial enemy, I''ll forgive you."

    The sparkling building is fully glazed. No, it''s bold iron.

    Likewise vegetables and fruits are planted.

    "Ooh. I''ve been waiting for you. Sorry I''m late for picking you up."

    From behind that greenhouse, I heard a familiar voice.

    Yut turned to you reflexively - his eyes rounded to the appearance of a different person than he thought.

    "I wonder. I admire myself for being able to achieve quite a bit!

    "No, you know..."

    "Yut, who?

    I can''t help Larsia''s reaction either. Rather than, naturally.

    The only person in charge brags about this experimental farm. And the person in charge is Baron Anson, before the gastronomic baron.

    But in the person in front of you, there is no shadow of it.

    The man in the straw hat in the colored work clothes - was allowed to stop. I was letting it go.

    "Ha ha. Alright, have you forgotten this gastronomic baron?

    "No, no, you''re someone else!?"

    I''ve never been better off with Larsia than I am now. It was very helpful because it speaks straight.

    "Really? Well, I spared no time working while I was eating."

    "Not while I''m sleeping..."

    I was most surprised at the change than at the experimental farm.

    But speaking of which, his family was also allowed to quit. Maybe he needed calories to stay in that shape, too. We can''t even see what it''s worth to maintain it.

    "More than that, did you see"

    "It''s going to be amazing..."

    "Ho ho ho ho. You have no choice. We spent more time on cultivation, experimentation, trial and error than on reporting."

    I mean, you didn''t have the time to stop it?

    I was told I''d been doing my own work until now, and I had a sense that I was not able to. That''s why I scouted and left the competent people to me...

    "I mean, if Yut''s men had Yut, this is what would happen."

    "That analogy seems like I deserve it and I''m not convinced..."

    Yuut shakes off the evil that Larsia says so and pokes her flank. True, it''s out of the heart.

    And the baron of gastronomy doesn''t go through with those two statements at all. To My Pace, I started reporting.

    "I can''t say enough about the sacred soil formula¡­ but first, we can see how much we can use instead of fertilizer."

    "Oh. By the way, to what extent"

    "That''s about it."

    A gastronomic baron that opens his thinned fingertips about 1 cm.

    "Eh?

    "Right. Beyond, there is the wheat farmland¡­"

    "Oh......"

    Sure, I see farmland about football ground.

    "It''s like a pinch in that size."

    "Insane..."

    That should mean past experiments fail. No way, I didn''t imagine so much. Isn''t it more impotent to notice a pinch of fertilizer?

    "It''s a long way off."

    Yes, the baron of gastronomy cleaned it up in a nutshell, but as I said myself, there must have been a trial and error.

    That''s hard enough to stop.

    "But since you realize that, it''s going well in itself. More information will be submitted later in the document, but we are also successful in improving the variety."

    "For example?"

    "A variety that yields nearly twice as much as the conventional one, or one that is resistant to cold damage."

    "... I have to discuss my treatment with His Majesty"

    If we spread that without thinking about it, population growth and price decline would be outrageous.

    "Of course, we''re working on improving the flavor. Yeah, well, next time, I''ll have it delivered to the fortress."

    "Ha-ha-ha"

    "If you punish me for this, you should stop being impotent."

    Other HR for Larsia. Instead, he got the ingredients to mess with Yut and lived like a crop on this farm.

    "Your budget has been luxurious and helpful! Damn, you''ve given me a wonderful life, and I appreciate it. If I can''t do it all."

    "Did I miss..."

    It appears that the budget application was made just while Acorn was entrusted with acting as Lords. In relation to the takeover, I guess I overlooked it. The fact that I gave the budget was fine in itself, but it was a failure not to confirm its use or progress.

    Production of sheet glass of glass of iron had also been reported to be on track, but perhaps that was bought on this experimental farm.

    When that happened, I couldn''t even honestly be happy that I was just turning the economy around in the realm.

    But the eye of the gastronomic baron is directed to the next.

    "Come on, I''d like to try growing vegetables from the South."

    Potatoes, tomatoes, corn, pepper and corn. I won''t hang up if you give me an example.

    "It''s a mistake to want to eat."

    The only thing Yut could do was correct it that way.

 427 5. Wang Du Enters (Previous)

    Niebes Chamber of Commerce based in Hardenturm.

    Recently, Regina Niebes, the head of the Chamber of Commerce, who was both remarkably stretched, was inadvertently imprisoned with emotion as she stepped off the carriage railroad and down the road to headquarters.

    Until just a few years ago, the city of Hardenturm had a sense of obstruction.

    Special, the economy wasn''t bad. There was also no visible anxiety, such as the gradual spread of the ghetto. There are rumors that pirates were bouncing, and there were rumors that the management of some chambers of commerce was unexpected, but far from deadly.

    Just somehow. I can''t say for sure, but I don''t see hope in the future. Such air was spreading.

    Regina herself was one of them, desperately defending the chamber of commerce left by her parents - even desperate for a state of management that exhausted her best just to protect her.

    It will not perish immediately. But a sense of fear that pushes you down the cliff step by step.

    But that changed with the advent of a new lord.

    Hardenturm, who had been tattooed as a free city, did not intend to be under its control. Flirting in a lazy negotiation, he blasts and pokes at the impossibility.

    At the time, the council of Hardenturm, where the Exdero Chamber of Commerce had great power, intended that.

    Yes. I only meant to.

    And Yut, the great magician (Arch Mage) and the house of the Istas, crushed him to pieces of wood.

    It picked up the adhesion of the Exdero Chamber of Commerce and the pirates, regenerated the port where the ship sank and was unable to enter and exit, and was instantly swept up to the back society.

    Instead of having to resist, mastery plays that don''t even make you feel like that.

    Moreover, after accepting its dominion, this Hardenturm will undergo an unprecedented development.

    Regina''s Nievez Chamber of Commerce also breathed back in a deal of silver ordered in large quantities as a catalyst for the spell, while gaining the trust of Jiazai Yut Amaxa. From now on, both your performance and your busyness will rise to your right shoulder.

    Finally, it was also decided to enter the Wang capital.

    "I see. So you went back in time..."

    Not every day things change in the city like Falve, but the faces of the people who go the way are uniformly bright. The werewolf noise was a few months ago, but it''s already in the past. The exception was in a liquor store that has been flourishing since daylight, and new werewolf killer heroes were born every day.

    In the daily life of such a city, the clothes of Vermilio, to which Regina had poured her heart and blood along with Acorn, were becoming inseparable. Thirty percent of the inhabitants are different. No, would you wear nearly half of it?

    Are you choosing because the fabric is good or tailored?

    No, the main reason is the design. Although there has not been a problem with traditional clothing, the clothing offered by Vermilio is more functional, beautiful and also brings out the beauty of the wearer.

    Again, seeing the mix adds up to the difference. That should never be familiar.

    "I never thought it would change this far."

    "Hmm? Something?

    It wasn''t Regina alone who was walking.

    For some reason, I gave him a slightly tired look - asked why, but he smiled and sent me away - and Yut was with me.

    Given the reason for that tired look, Regina''s breasts twitch. Even if reason scolds you if you don''t qualify for it, your emotions don''t follow you very well.

    The reason I''m tired is a complete misunderstanding because it''s caused by the baron of gastronomy, not the glossy one Regina thought, but there was no reason to know about it.

    "No, again I realized there were a lot of people wearing our clothes"

    "I see. Sure, maybe a little strange sight."

    The clothes designed by Acorn are hundreds of years ahead. I''m not as uncomfortable as I got lost in the Edo period...... but I do only say it''s strange.

    However, that kind of yuut wears a black dragon coat (Dragon Claus) at the hands of Alcia, and Regina also has a white blouse with a large hem spread from around the waist, a dark blue button-down skirt.

    There is no way that a Vermilio representative can wear conventional clothes. Plus, lately, wearing prototypes has been fun. Although I don''t want to think that shame has just been wearing off.

    Therefore, neither Yut nor Regina are floating from their surroundings.

    On the contrary, if you look purely at those two, you''d think they were a good couple.

    "Well, it does seem to be fashionable. Wouldn''t this work in Wang Du?"

    A third and final companion, who showers cold water at two people who make sure that they have exchanged themselves.

    R¨¹diger Hausa complains to his superiors who are confident of success by saying things he doesn''t even think about.

    Ludiger visited the Marquis territory of Istas as a messenger of the Commercial Guild - the Nine Chambers of Commerce - which dominates the Wang capital Sejour, and even went down to earth to prevent the ruin of the Nine Chambers of Commerce, including his parents'' home. He was now a key figure in King Vermilio''s entry into the capital.

    As for me, I also have the thought of why this happened, even if I''m not being mean - I really get a mix of sarcasm in my remarks.

    "As far as I''m concerned, I want it to work."

    "If we succeed with hope alone, we''ll all be big merchants by now."

    "Don''t you want your fianc¨¦e to wear our clothes, Mr. Leudiger?

    "Ugh. Well, that''s true!

    Regina was honestly delighted when Ludiger admitted it.

    I don''t mind if you don''t accept. It''s good to be new, but it''s too rare to be distracted.

    "Problem is, you''re gonna sell him, right?

    "So we''re going to discuss that, right?

    Vermilio''s entry into the king''s capital is already a matter of decision.

    Over the past few months, Regina has prepared products for this, and R¨¹diger Hausa has also been ready for the store in his hometown, Wang Du.

    On top of that, these three were headed to the headquarters of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce to discuss their plans to open the store. For Yut, it will be a visit since I first met Regina with Jonah.

    "I apologize for taking the time to do so"

    "Never mind. Because it''s better to look at the real thing, and it''s better not to move books like that."

    It was just chosen as a venue for practical reasons.

    I have no other intention there. Yut, too, should only think of it as a job.

    Even though I know it, Yut is coming to the house. Regina gets nervous.

    Ludiger Hausa looked at the side of Regina like that with a sigh of sigh.

    "Speaking of which, I just thought Regina said something about Mr. Leudiger''s fianc¨¦e."

    "Is that where it comes from!

    The headquarters of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, in the most formatted room. Originally, Ludiger Hausa''s scream rang in the reception room, which entertained guests from outside.

    The room was temporarily sold off and closed with conditioning, but now the walls are decorated with paintings, with both a comfortable seating couch and an interesting low table. It may be exaggerated when it comes to the symbol of the resurrection of the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, but it is also a matter of emotion for the old man Cesc, who has always supported the Chamber of Commerce.

    The old man Cesc himself served valuable tea and the moment he left the room, it was Yut''s ill-intentioned question.

    I guess I was completely alarmed.

    Kizzy leeway can disappear from R¨¹diger like a bard (Byrd) who has lived with better face than song.

    "And please stop. Because it''s too bad for the heart."

    "I find it distracting to abandon the older..."

    "It''s better to be politely spoken by the noblemen," he said. "It will reduce life expectancy."

    "Right. You might be right."

    For once, I have the consciousness of being in the status of Patron Sir (Tutrali), but it doesn''t seem to be linked to the fact that I seem to be great.

    Nevertheless, if Yut is also just Ludiger, I have to consider even Regina telling me.

    (Sure, strangely friendly teachers and vice versa can be hard to grasp the sense of distance)

    There will be disagreements on this point, but I know what you''re trying to say. I just don''t feel like I''m in a teacher position.

    "But then you''ll be forced to listen to your fianc¨¦e..."

    "I''ll talk to you from here. Yo!

    The corner of the Nine Chambers of Commerce, the same as the Hauser Chamber of Commerce, Ludiger''s home. He said three women from the Zaiga Chamber of Commerce, who had made a fortune from trading in precious metals, were fianc¨¦es.

    Although the past form is natural given his current situation.

    Still, it seems compassionate with my fianc¨¦e - this one, fortunately, is not in the past form - that she cooperated with me as I entered the King''s Capital of Vermilio.

    "Miglia brings together friends for a fitting party, spreads her reputation, and chooses the location of the store together..."

    "I see. I have to thank that ex-fianc¨¦."

    "Not yet, it''s not the ex! My senses were good..."

    I remember my days with my fianc¨¦e and I had a happy look on my face. Negative air drifts about.

    "My father called me in one day and told me."

    "... not a parent or child anymore. Business enemies, or what?

    "Hey, that would have been nice."

    Is there any more to say to the parents and children who become enemies?

    Neither Yut nor Regina know where the story is going to land and we have to shut up and wait for it to continue.

    "''It''s a species with life. Evacuate the Folio-Farina or the Kronica kingdom until it''s almost cold."

    Of course, I pushed it back.

    I was such a proud R¨¹diger, but my eyes weren''t laughing.

 428 6. Wang Du Enters (Medium)

    About the other day, a severe earthquake ran during the Great Chamber of Commerce in Wangdu.

    Hundreds of years of tradition have been broken, and a new chamber of commerce will be born in Wang Du. It is also a series of chambers of commerce in a rural town called Hardenturm and others.

    Sure, it seems to be a good wingspan these days, but it''s only, you know, lately. The lack of history means that we do not know what will happen in the future. It''s only about that extent.

    Now, only ambition is double. Anyway, I took in the Cao Sr. of the Hauser Chamber of Commerce, who was a messenger of the Nine Chambers of Commerce, to the contrary.

    Besides, I mean limited to clothing, but no merchant would believe that. It''s obvious that they''re expanding the product.

    This is close to punching in.

    Somewhat, it seems to be selling, but why don''t I tell you something called real business?

    "... and, well, you must be thinking that"

    Smile. But as usual, his eyes don''t laugh, and R¨¹diger Hausa talks about the impression he got from his meeting with his father.

    "¡­ it''s an honor to be considered a rival."

    I''m not considered the person I need to take. Looks like he''s seriously trying to smash it, considering his advice to R¨¹diger.

    Regina''s body quivered. Is that due to excitement or fear? I couldn''t tell the difference myself.

    But I''m not being crushed by despair because Yut will be there. That''s all, for sure.

    With glossy eyes to describe as trust, Regina stares at Yut.

    "I''m motivated."

    The yut shrugged his shoulders, not feeling particularly heavy pressure either. I expected a rebellion, but I didn''t think I could be so hostile...

    "Really, you''re too motivated, you''re in trouble!

    Like a burn, Ludiger raised his voice.

    Just being inside, I know exactly what the Nine Chambers of Commerce are capable of. In the meantime, there will be a conflict with your body. It would also be natural to want to mourn.

    To such a Ludiger Hauser, Yut makes a confirmation.

    "If you want, you can let them flee to foreign countries, right?

    Folio-Farina, Kingdom of the Chronica God. And there are connections in the Tidrac kingdom further away than they are. Whatever, I don''t mind if you join the Southern Expedition, which is due to sail soon.

    "It would be harsh to say harsh, but don''t think going to the Southern continent would be negative as a merchant. Well, I don''t know the truth."

    "... no, let''s not do that"

    The tour, for a moment.

    The usual kizzy look disappeared, glancing at his face reminiscent of the merchant of the Hundred Wars smell, and Ludiger turned his belly again.

    "When I saw this city of Hardenturm, I thought, This is historic. No, it will be a history changing business. I can''t seem to get enough of it to get rid of him."

    "... I see"

    Yuut responded with a smile to Ludiger Hausa, who was ready.

    "Besides, you have a winning eye, don''t you?

    "At least we have legitimacy here."

    I have already spoken to King Alsace and Chancellor Dieter Shakel and obtained his approval. In legal terms, justice is entirely here.

    "But that''s not all you can do..."

    "I don''t know, I can''t even deactivate my license."

    To reassure Regina with a difficult look on her face, or deliberately to brighten her up, Yut makes her think go round.

    "Firstly, from the warning given to the Leudiger Branch Manager, violent behaviour is a concern"

    "Are you the branch manager...... Well, that''s good."

    "Exercise strength...... Will Wang Du''s commercial guild really do that much?

    Regina''s concerns are best.

    All she actually saw was an act in which Yut temporarily lowered the depth of the ocean, causing Jonah to extinguish the sunken ship - not destroy it - and Falve''s militancy.

    That''s enough, and the numerous rumors that the prestigious Nine Chambers of Commerce have about the Yuts - no, you can''t be not grasping the legend.

    Later, it didn''t seem to Regina to imitate selling fights to the king''s trusty Marquis family.

    "Leave no evidence, make it look like an accident. I wonder if it''s okay this time because it''s working so well so far."

    "I can''t tell you the big deal, because there''s as much to the Nine Chambers of Commerce as there is to the dark behind. He had a sweet juice experience."

    "I wonder where the fool learns from experience and the wise learns from history"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    A aphorism worthy of the Great Mage (Arch Mage), rumored to be the last direct disciple of the Great Sage Vainamarinen.

    But the two merchants who heard it looked at each other and silenced.

    "Anything?"

    "No, I just wondered if someone like Mr. Yut ever existed in history."

    "Well, you could have had as many people as I did."

    If it''s not special or anything, Yut laughs off.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    But this time, too, I didn''t get endorsement.

    I was reluctant to convince Yut, who firmly believed that the only unique presence in history was referring to Valtrude, but if we had no choice but to argue, we would move on to the point.

    "Well, if you''re going to try to solve it with that kind of backwork, it''s quick to talk. All you have to do is ask Larsia to go out and tie up the enemy she sent in place of a warning and send it back ''politely''"

    "Send it back, there are nine chambers of commerce...... No, that''s fine."

    Assuming there is one raider, ¡°split¡± and you go to the Nine Chambers of Commerce. To such an imagination, R¨¹diger hurriedly shut his mouth.

    This house is never cruel or outrageous. But if you even ask him if he is, that''s not the same again.

    "And then, yeah...... If there is anything in the Nine Chambers of Commerce that makes money out of trade with Folio-Farina¡­"

    "Yes, but..."

    "Then I wonder if the Dueira Chamber of Commerce and the Assault Senators can help"

    Pressure is exerted by the Dueira Chamber of Commerce, one of Folio-Farina''s premier - that is, one of the world''s leading - chambers of commerce, and by a hereditary senator with only nine.

    "That''s a nightmare..."

    "Not at all..."

    Just imagine, both Regina and R¨¹diger shrug their necks. This is something I don''t want to imagine.

    "And then this Hardenturm merchant, with the Nine Chambers of Commerce, naturally has a deal, right?

    "Stop that deal...... No, on the contrary, you make it convenient to make a profit, don''t you? It''s also only for some chambers of commerce"

    "Yes, yes. Even if they call it a commercial guild, it doesn''t look like it''s a rock."

    "Why did you become a magician (wizard)? No, are you glad you became a magician..."

    Ludiger praised himself in his heart for choosing to be grounded when he first met him. Intelligence, violence, power. And what to do with someone who has even the financial power is a mistake first.

    I avoided mentioning Regina, who could keep up with Yut''s plot, whilst wishing me luck in becoming such a man''s subordinate.

    "And I wonder if His Majesty Alsace, even if it is difficult, can do enough to ask Lady Eudit to give her a sign for royalty..."

    There is no element to lose.

    Yut confidently affirmed¡­ shortly afterwards, he flipped the foreword lightly.

    "I guess this is the most ideal development"

    "... ideal, is it?

    "Uh, I wonder what it was this way." Hounds chase me, hunters shoot me "?

    If it''s Japan, it''s like, "If it doesn''t ring, you''ll be shot."

    In other words, if the Nine Chambers of Commerce give us a big hand, we can multiply it and fight back as self-defense.

    "But if it were to be the Grand Chamber of Commerce, you''d have a relationship with nobility and the royal palace, too, wouldn''t you?

    "Well, yes."

    "If we go that way, at least we''ll get some information on what Val and I did."

    At the very least, if you know the end of the Baldur border uncle, there is also the possibility of refraining, albeit just a back shield.

    "In that case, you might stay in a small harassment that doesn''t break"

    "Sure, that''s a hassle. There is no benefit to each other if we are challenged even by undue competition, in the presence of capital."

    Regina calmly accepts Yut''s allegations.

    Ludiger, on the other hand, seems unable to keep up with the development of the story, making his mouth pound. This can only be described as a difference in experience with Yut.

    With such a branch manager at his leisure, Yut makes further deductions.

    "If it was the policy we just talked about, would the warning to the Leudiger Branch Manager mean Bluff"

    "I see. If you follow the warning, you''re going to lose a good branch manager."

    "Excellent... No, thank you?

    After looking sideways at the confused Ludiger, Yut sighed.

    "In the meantime, we just have to make a frontal breakthrough with genuine commerce"

    "Yeah. And then it''s our business."

    Stocks and know-how are accumulating.

    If we can do business properly, we can''t lose.

    Yut knows that, too, and he believes me.

    When I thought so, my chest rattled naturally.

    "I just want it. I''ll see what I can do."

    Yes, it was Regina with a raised mind, but unexpectedly, she gave me a look with something stuck in her throat.

    I''m not worried or anxious. Strongly speaking, is that a concern? It may be abrupt, but I''ve noticed.

    This way works, too, but isn''t that enough?

    And burying it, he said, is none other than himself.

    Regina opened her mouth before her thoughts came together so that she could be moved by impulses.

    "Mr. Yut!

    "Hey, what is it?

    Pushed by the momentum of Regina, Yut turns his back.

    "It''s a treachery, but I have an idea"

    "And hell no. What is it?

    "Even if you fail, there is no risk first"

    "Whatever the failure premise is, well, whatever it is, I''m responsible."

    We haven''t talked about anything yet.

    To the trust that comes unconditionally, Regina feels joy, not heavy pressure.

    I feel like I''m rising, but I can''t stop. Leaving it to momentum, Regina opens her mouth.

    "Would you mind giving me a chance to talk to the Commercial Guild - the Nine Chambers of Commerce in Wangdu?

    After I say it, I realize what my role was.

    It was perhaps at this moment that Regina decided to be ready in various ways.

 429 7. Wang Du Enters (After)

    Nine chambers of commerce allowed to operate in Wang Du.

    They have fought at times, sometimes in concert, to support the king''s capital''s, no, Rotosilt kingdom''s stalls. In fact, it is only with the dedication of the Nine Chambers of Commerce that we can say that we have not succumbed to the pressure of the Verga Empire and that we have kept the country.

    There is just as much responsibility for what has great power.

    I don''t mind being a good enemy, but don''t be genuinely hostile. Opened up to defend its indiscipline was a standoff that was also caused by commercial alliances from outside.

    "We are going to discuss how to deal with the case in this drop by -"

    This stopover is to be chaired by the Hauser Chamber of Commerce.

    The location is also the conference room at the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce of Hauser. Unlike the reception room at the Niebes Chamber of Commerce, the floors and walls are not stoned out and decorative at all. In addition to the hauser, the chairs and tables sitting in two rows are a practical piece. When the inhabitants of Wang Du saw it, they must have been surprised.

    "Before that, there''s one person I''d like to introduce you to"

    To the heavily sounding voice, the leaders of the Great Chamber of Commerce give a surprising look, although there is a temperature difference between them.

    "Guest, you''re not calm."

    "Yes, and no prior consultation with us."

    Rather than a merchant, the big man who seemed to fit in the back job expressed dissatisfaction, followed by a fine-faced man with glasses.

    But that dissatisfaction, too, is not so serious. Looks like it''s close to posing.

    "Isn''t that nice? The howser wants to introduce you. If I could just listen to you."

    "... if Madame says so"

    When the red dot, the beauty of the lady platter - the lady master of the Zaiga Chamber of Commerce - took it, she put up a spear lightly.

    He confirms that other participants, including the elderly man, also silently accepted, and Hauser slaps his hand lightly.

    "Get in."

    "Thank you. To my uncles, my aunt... it''s not even been a long time."

    It was Ludiger Hausa who came into the conference room with a floating - and seemingly making fun of people - attitude. He was dispatched to Falve as a messenger of the Nine Chambers of Commerce and then a former successor to the House Chamber of Commerce who flipped the anti-flag.

    The advent of the traitor, so to speak, is poured out with a swordswallowing gaze.

    "Fair enough. I understand what you''re saying."

    R¨¹diger was also aware that he had come into the enemy''s ranks. Anyway, my real father has the toughest gaze.

    Well, I cut off the edge of my parents and children as a condition for setting up this meeting, so it was a subtle place to still call me my real father.

    "But today''s lead is different, so don''t look at me like that"

    "Nice to meet you, gentlemen"

    It was Regina who advanced from behind Leudiger claiming to be just an escort.

    Yut is not here. I was worried, but there was a job I couldn''t take off, and I couldn''t be present.

    Regina, however, is tauntingly smug. I can even feel the spare time, because in this place where there is no yut, there are words to convey.

    "My name is Regina Niebes, and I''m meeting with the Niebes Chamber of Commerce. Today, we came to talk about our back shield."

    "Is that about the royal family, or Lord Istas?

    "No, I''m a great magician"

    "A magician gives a mouth to business?

    Immediately, objections fly.

    Regina rejoiced at the reaction without expressing herself.

    At least, because it means you can listen to me.

    "Yes, you are giving money, not just your mouth..."

    "Ha, that''s what you''re doing."

    "If so, I''m glad."

    Sincerely sorry, Regina smiled softly.

    Turning the great merchants of Haiqian Mountain Thousand over there doesn''t look cowardly.

    No, the only Leudiger who''s losing his spare time on this occasion is wanting to see how it goes while he''s clear nearby. From the top of the Nine Chambers of Commerce, I feel willing to calmly try to watch things change.

    "... Kym, it''s time to hold your mouth"

    "I get it! So, what are you gonna let me hear?

    A man noted by Hausa, who is the chancellor, tells him to throw. But there was a color of curiosity in those eyes.

    Vermilio - and hence the measures taken against the Marquis Istas are, as things stand, stuck. I don''t even collect information well, so I have a hard time coming up with a proposal.

    Due to that situation, whatever you talk about, it shouldn''t be negative if you just listen.

    That seemed to be the general thrust of the Nine Chambers of Commerce, and the gaze gathers to Regina.

    "Mr. Yut... Patron Sir Yut Amaxa is the one we merchants should be able to hold hands with"

    Proudly, Regina assured me.

    It was a grand attitude despite the situation of heavy pressure, but the reaction was not fragrant.

    "Cooperation? With nobility?

    "You''re not making a deal, are you?

    Only a few of them took it calmly, the others, just floating a mockery or grumpy, oblivious silence. I know if you''re dealing with someone, but there''s no way you can honestly nod when they say you should cooperate.

    I don''t know anything about commerce, such as royal nobility. No, there are just people who can''t help but plug the challenge without even trying to find out.

    At best, he said it was just a matter of getting convenient and letting him make money.

    The perception, Regina also understands.

    The reaction of the heads of meeting is expected.

    Regina spoke slowly to show the basis for her own remarks.

    "In Marquis Istas territory, bribes don''t work in any way, from clerks to city guards. All transactions are determined by this proposal and performance"

    "Well, that''s good."

    An earlier noted meeting of the Kym Chamber of Commerce rubs his beard, while issuing a dialogue of divergent opinions on irony or praise. From that look on, it seems ironic, no doubt, but at the same time genuine.

    "But I''m not saying it''s not uncommon for a lord to hate injustice... but it''s not like he''s not even here, is it?

    "Yes, but this is more of a measure to make competition decent."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Regina''s one word changed the wind direction.

    R¨¹diger, who drank his solitary spit and watched, can''t hide his surprise either.

    "In addition, we have developed carriage railways and ports with an emphasis on logistics, creating new specialties"

    "... wouldn''t that also be natural for a lord?

    "In our dealings with the Cronican kingdom, we have abolished tariffs and imposed taxes on our profits."

    That policy facilitates the flow of supplies and activates investment.

    People, things, gold.

    Circulate and expand critical resources. With such a clear intention, we are doing politics.

    "Do you want to say that you understand and do all that?

    "Exactly."

    Regina nodded, naturally, to the confirmation from the man with glasses on the fine face - the meeting of the Marley Chamber of Commerce.

    Hearing that, the participants in the neighborhood will be silent.

    If what Regina is saying is true, she could have almost made a hell of a mistake. No, depending on R¨¹diger Hauser, you already committed it.

    "What, what!?"

    Soon it gets noticed and Ludiger gets wolfed.

    Flowing the sight with a soft smile, Regina overlaid the words.

    "Still, are we unwelcome leftovers?

    "Surely, you never thought that a hero understands business. Oh, right. Miley''s?"

    "Well, right..."

    A hero who saved the world.

    A great sorcerer who beats clean white Hellenonian Virgin to the point that she would be a great nobleman against irrationality.

    Maybe he was distracted by all that and didn''t see the essence.

    Yes, the meeting of the Millet Chamber of Commerce alters the perception.

    This would have been different just after Valtrude was recited.

    It is likely that he was insulting and smashing Yut - as a result -.

    In that case, there should have been a number of leaning chambers of commerce, which would have caused less confusion.

    Luckily for everyone, that future did not come.

    "But, you know, I know it''s kind of commercial."

    "Young man, shut up"

    "... excuse me"

    The meeting of the prestigious Kym Chamber of Commerce shrinks its giant.

    It was an old man full of wrinkles and skinny dwarves who exchanged it.

    "Non is not from the Worth Chamber of Commerce..."

    "Yes."

    Elders of the Nine Chambers of Commerce.

    Monster of Wang Du.

    This old man is the Il Canjual for Regina.

    Focus your consciousness so you don''t miss a word.

    "Take your hand with that great magician and tell me what''s in it for Nona, young lady."

    "It will depend on you"

    "It''s a good story, but even if you think it''s going to convince you, don''t bother."

    "I didn''t mean to deceive you, I didn''t mean to wind up in smoke"

    Oh, my God, I thought so.

    Instead of acting, I''ll show you a genuine smile and explain.

    "What kind of business do you want to do, what do you need for business, and what are you missing? If you can''t suggest that to Yut here, you won''t benefit."

    "Do you think his great magician will listen to the story of Non?

    "Naturally. Otherwise, aren''t you telling me you can hold hands?

    I say that, and then I add that I just forgot.

    "Of course, if that suggestion is appropriate"

    And also smiled.

    I was overwhelmed.

    It doesn''t matter, such as the size of the Chamber of Commerce. The face of the Nine Chambers of Commerce, unaware of the existence of Yut, was overwhelmed by only one woman merchant.

    But to R¨¹diger Hauser, it looked like another sight.

    (Cursory, isn''t that a confession of love, this!

    How wonderful a lover is. Aren''t we just talking at last?

    If you''re doing it unconsciously, it''s horrible.

    If you are aware...... you have to give Yut a horse.

    Leaving aside such Ludiger''s thoughts, the willingness to lean in was coming together.

    "In short, that we are not commercial enemies"

    "Yes, we are merchants'' partners, but the Marquis Istas¡­ there is no better guardian than the Duke of Amaxa"

    Neither denial nor objection is tolerated, a powerful affirmation.

    For Regina, it''s the most obvious story.

    Anyway, it''s nothing more than fact.

    "The House Chamber of Commerce proposes to welcome the Niebes Chamber of Commerce to this stopover"

    "The Zaiga Chamber of Commerce will make the same proposal."

    Ludiger and his fianc¨¦e''s home raised their hands first.

    It''s not from feelings within you. Rather, something in response to silent pressure from those in a position to compromise to agree.

    Hard means, originally, were not where they wanted to be either.

    "Unanimous, yeah."

    Elder - The meeting of the Worth Chamber of Commerce confirmed, and no objection comes from anywhere.

    As the tenth chamber of commerce, the Nieves Chamber of Commerce was to be welcomed into the commercial guild.

    Of course, it does not mean that it was accepted unconditionally.

    The business to come will be well observed and will try to kick it down if there are gaps. He may propose a more attractive cause to wedge into his relationship with Yut.

    But one step forward, and the indisputable fact.

    "Thank you. I know. Most importantly, I''m not the one taking part in this meeting..."

    "Yeah...... Yes..."

    Ludiger Hausa''s groaning signaled the closing of the meeting.

    Thus, fashion brand Vermilio began its activities in the Wang capital in a smooth and smooth manner.

    By the time this becomes an arrow and Yut''s children grow up, the fashion of the Rotosilt kingdom will have changed dramatically and will be overflowing with clothing of a contemporary and unmistakable design only a little further.

 430 8. Intermission: Eaters

    "Hmm. So the matter of entering the Wang Capital has been resolved in full circle."

    "I guess that''s what''s gonna happen"

    Yut affirmed as he watched the beauty of his beloved wife across the hot air - as usual extinct.

    Is the slight toothpick due to the fact that even though I left it to Regina, it fit in circles where I didn''t know what I was doing?

    "Isn''t that good...... this is delicious"

    But when I look at Valtrude eating happily, such alienation also melts in the pan in front of me and disappears.

    "How''s it going, Jonah?

    "I can eat as much as I want. Instead, eat as much as you want"

    "Huh. All night pot, that''s a big success."

    I got a heartbeat from a biased albino girl, and Acorn looks happy.

    The yuts surrounded the pan in a private room in the Oriental House.

    On top of multiple prepared magic cookware (magic items) stoves is an earthenware pan in which meat and vegetables are ready to eat.

    Today, a dinner party with a little revelation. Wang Du''s backdrop with the Nine Chambers of Commerce was to delight the participants alongside the rare pot dishes to be served.

    "It''s called Regina, it''s called the Gastronomic Baron. You grew up with Yut''s men."

    "Subordinates... I don''t know"

    To Larsia, who says with cleverly chopsticks, Yuut, who places the chopsticks, replies vaguely. Old Claude or Dal-Lukash would have agreed, but it''s hard to be the two people the meadow race (Magner) says.

    The baron of gastronomy must be a subordinate when it comes to organization charts. But I couldn''t treat the older beings who were the barons, even though they were the original ones, fully subordinate.

    A collaborator would be appropriate.

    That''s the same with regard to Regina, dating her right after she started managing her territory... close to her comrades as a recognition. Besides, I don''t think it''s the same when people say they''re bosses and subordinates, even if they''re up and down.

    Neither, if you ask me to have a heart, is an obsession I can''t argue with.

    "Push the job... if you can leave it to me, wouldn''t it be good for your men?

    "Well, I guess so"

    "Blatantly, you look unfamiliar with that."

    "In time, you''ll get used to it. More than that, I''d like to thank Regina for putting together a difficult negotiation."

    "Even though you''re a subordinate?

    "Even if you''re a subordinate, that''s not all."

    Even though it was not necessary to draw a strict line to define it, Yut remained in the dish - slightly cooled - throwing pork into his mouth with vegetables and medicinal flavors.

    Following that, I didn''t notice the acorn reacting perfectly when I heard it was a reward, and I put in the white rice.

    The sweetness of the ingredients, the acidity of the pong vinegar, and the slight spiciness of the radish grate all came together to wrap around the white rice, playing harmony. It''s a moment when I''m ready to bury bones in different worlds, but I feel my identity as a Japanese.

    "I like this sauce and the white ones. It refreshes the fat of the meat. Not Jonah, but I think I can eat as much as I want"

    "Oh. Don''t move on."

    Valtrude and Exile, the party''s bi-perfect, also eat in the same style as Yut, but at different speeds. The contents of the pan are drastically reduced.

    Prepare three pans and you were right, the acorn wipes the sweat off your forehead. Because of the late season in the pan, the room temperature is adjusted by spell. The sweat flowing there must have been cold sweat.

    If you didn''t just eat it but put alcohol in it, things would have been different again, but Valtrude naturally is pregnant. Neither did Exile or Larsia try to add alcohol.

    "That''s okay, huh? You don''t care about me. You can drink."

    "Alcohol can always be drunk"

    Not that Exile doesn''t seem to have any consideration, but now he seems to prioritize eating. With the momentum of emptying one, we will consume large quantities of rice, meat and vegetables.

    "Ah. I don''t drink because I usually take care of Val, right?

    "I had to say that, it was great"

    "But I have to tell you, I can''t stay."

    "That''s a deep business..."

    Still, thanking him as a father, he transfers the meat he had in the pot to Larsia.

    That ''s--

    "No, that''s not what I meant."

    - And Larsia to receive.

    "Mm. Meat..."

    And Valtrude looks jealous.

    "Val, you don''t have to eat for two because you''ve got kids?

    "That being said, Arcia..."

    "Because of this, you can eat meat and vegetables together, so at least eat in balance"

    Jonah''s care was left to Acorn, and Arcia was turning to the assistance of Valtrude. I don''t mean to, I don''t need to distract you, but a simple story, overeating is not good.

    The archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch) had a wedding ring on his finger.

    Yut''s eyes follow the white glowing cave pearl.

    When I saw that, I was really emotional that you were married or you were always wearing it.

    "So, brave man. What do you think?"

    "... what is it?"

    At that time, the question omitted the words that flew from the acorn.

    I want to praise myself for not blurring out openly.

    "It''s decided, it''s about the all-night pot made from pure Brewers ingredients."

    Place the sake brewed in the water and dragon man (Draconut) in a one-to-one ratio in a pan and take stock with kelp obtained in Hardenturm.

    There, an all-night pan with cabbage, boiled spinach and pork rose meat ceded from the experimental farm of the baron of gastronomy and eaten with pong vinegar and radish grate.

    The difference between the texture of a firm cabbage and a damned spinach is interesting and sweet. I wonder if this is the case when I feel the taste of it. Jonah, who hates vegetables, also takes the initiative to carry them to her mouth.

    Fat pork, too, is good.

    As the Albino girl said one day, the flavour of meat is the flavour of fat. But with all that, I''m persistent and I can''t eat.

    The freshness of the radish grate brilliantly dissolves that dilemma. There was no doubt that it was extremely effective.

    "In the meantime, the experimental farm of the baron of gastronomy is a great success..."

    "Right. Honestly, it''s not as bad as buying it in Japan."

    Akane, who produced this pot to Yut, who founded the farm.

    For the sake of saying visitors - they are perfectly settled - they have a mixed look on their faces. Great, but I can''t even honestly be happy about that, either.

    "This is some kind of over-tech, too."

    "Then will we be in an alien position..."

    "Huh? Me too?

    "That''s right. We''re a lotus student, aren''t we?

    "I would have liked to hear it on some good occasions."

    That, too, Yut honestly reflects.

    "Well, even if it''s so seriously interpreted, I''m in trouble!?"

    "I said it myself, and I''m shy."

    "Oh. I didn''t know Jonah was gonna mess with you on a bar reading."

    I don''t know if I''m shy or happy. While I distract my fianc¨¦e from it - I definitely want it to be the former - Yuut rethinks the meaning of this pot.

    If only ingredients could have been used before.

    Taste and availability, however, outweighed traditional ones.

    It''s affecting the world so much that we can''t go back. It was also a symbol of it.

    (Well, I''m not going back... and I''ll take responsibility)

    Not everything will be forgiven for that, but at least, I''m ready.

    Knowing or not such determination, the ingredients prepared around Valtrude, Exile and Yona were wiped out and the tightened udon was put into service.

    Speaking of which, why didn''t Yut go to King''s Landing?

    I asked because I was free until the udon boiled.

    Yut shrugged his shoulders and answered Larsia''s question, which did not even conceal such an attitude.

    "As a matter of fact, I was also going to the King''s Capital. I''m just too busy to have time."

    "Hmm? What are you doing?

    "Right. It bothered me too"

    Valtrude, who was not only frequently simmered to get attention from Arcia, but was also seen with white eyes from Yona, says.

    Not to engage in pursuit. It is also the wife''s duty to know what her husband is doing.

    However, Valtrude had forgotten that it was not always possible to understand it.

    "Prepare for the summit."

    "... What is Sami?

    Only acorns seem to have figured out what they''re trying to do.

    "Again, you''re doing troublesome things," he shook his head small, as opposed to Valtrude, who floated the question mark over his head.

 431 9. Top Talks (Summit)

    "I didn''t expect to meet in a place like this..."

    "Just in case, just in case"

    Pavel Chernov - Folio-Farina''s hereditary senator - exclaims as she holds back her hair disturbed by the sea breeze. Nor does Yut''s words seem to be in his ears, which he carried so far on Moment (Teleport).

    The reaction, too, is not impossible.

    What he stands for is not even an island, rather than an artifact such as a ship.

    Although the latter is close in the sense of something natural, it is also hesitant to make it the same category as the back of an organism.

    "Is this the Emperor Turtle Archeron..."

    To its immensity, the brain refuses to understand.

    I had heard the story beforehand, but it didn''t seem very real.

    Though legendary organisms, organisms are organisms. That''s what floats on the ocean with the island and the enormity it just misses. Plus, I''m standing on top of it. No, if it''s an organism, it''s treading, but is it right? Anyway, I couldn''t believe that it existed along with.

    But Yut is calm itself.

    "It''s a place called the Reveal Before the Southern Expedition. Later, Petra wants to say hello, too."

    "Oh well."

    Pavel Chernov is upset that Yut called her daughter''s name, not that her daughter''s name came up itself. Wife and his fianc¨¦e''s wickedness - for a man parent, I can''t describe anything else - makes me really smart.

    But now is not the time.

    "Sure, I was the last one."

    "Yes, gentlemen, it is."

    My daughter''s future is important, but it''s also because of world peace.

    From the parliament of the world''s largest urban state, Folio-Farina, delegated plenipotentiary, Pavel Chernov proceeded with a firm foothold on the back of the Imperial Turtle, teasing her shoulders with tension and determination.

    Parent and son of Emperor Turtle Archeron, rescued by Larsia from the Verga Empire.

    There were several reasons to accompany the upcoming Southern expedition, but it became the venue for the summit, which Yut was supposed to host.

    One is espionage. Even if it is mistaken, it must not be distracted by the forces of the Verga Empire or by Ray Cruz. Various pairs of counter-sensitive spells have been used more than Yut sets up, but I would never have gone beyond it if I hadn''t been known.

    In that regard, it had been informed beforehand that Archeron would leave Hardenturm, and no one thought that talks would take place on that back.

    The other is the neutrality of the place.

    Wherever it is held will be an important factor, both honorably and in view of merit, just for the unparalleled summit meetings of the past. Perhaps we should have taken it around like the summit being held on Earth, but that would be an argument only as to what we would do in the first place.

    Other results that combined security issues and so on, and as a yut, logically conceived, were the backs of Emperor Turtle Archeron.

    Nevertheless, it was thanks to the participants who made it to the event.

    King Eldrick clapped his hand and laughed when he heard the venue, King Alsace smiled quietly and Seneca II nodded joyfully after opening his eyes to surprise.

    Thanks to this, Pavel Chernov has become the winger of the poverty lottery and is no longer able to seek the participation of other countries bordering the Verga Empire.

    The Tubassa was anchored near Archeron, where accompanying personnel from various countries packed it, but the Kings were to visit the venue alone.

    "Hey, that''s quite a spectacular view"

    Eldrick shakes like a child in a venue set on the back of Archeron.

    "It''s a landscape you can''t see when you''re stuck in the royal palace."

    "It''s sturdy. We fought together."

    Alsus gladly lowered his face to Eldrick, who opened his arms with a momentum that seemed to put his shoulders together.

    That is also true top talks that even the Chancellor''s class cannot attend, because the distance is close, even in the physical sense.

    The round table brought in by Yut is full with it if the four of them sit down. The chair was also difficult to say luxurious, but there is no dissatisfaction from anyone. The same applies to the point of being disconnected from the escorts and the civilians. Including that, there were more who enjoyed it.

    More precisely, I enjoyed it except for Pavel Chernov.

    "Master Yut. Aren''t the Senecas, too, friends you fought with?

    "If you imitate King Eldrick, it will be."

    Pay attention to the person in front of the person.

    It would not have happened if protests had been made, such as the diminished mystery of the Divine King since he started dating Valtrude and Yut.

    "Hina."

    "Yes, we don''t have much time, so let me start the meeting"

    "It would help if you did that"

    Pavel Chernov, who was taken aback, tells him to slip into the thread of a spider dripping from heaven.

    I can''t even afford to question Yut''s partition.

    The unprecedented summit talks in the double and triple sense, in which Heads of State and their equivalent beings exchange words directly, thus opened the curtain.

    "The agenda is for one thing -"

    "- What are we going to do with the second meeting...... I know. What are we going to do with the Verga Empire?"

    Eldrick shrugged his shoulders in the white eyes that could be turned from Yut, ungrateful that he had no choice but to put the agenda on top.

    "My Kingdom of Rotosilt and the Kingdom of Tidrac have agreed to enter into an alliance against the Verga Empire"

    "It''s a pleasure."

    "Folio-Farina also welcomes the move"

    Seneca II and Pavel Chernov agree not only on words, but also on the alliance between the two countries.

    But one question has not been resolved.

    "In doing so, I want to see why, now"

    The statements on the part of Folio-Farina are natural. Because it is the country that suffered the most from Verga''s invasion last year.

    If an alliance had been formed from the very survival of Verga, would it have been a different development? Yes, even though I know it''s an eight hit, I also want to say one of my grudges.

    "Ray''s bastard has declared himself to take over the Verga Empire."

    "We decided we should be ready before the move becomes full-scale."

    Eldrick and Alsace.

    To the words emanating from the two heroic kings, the two remaining lose their words.

    Not so unexpected, shocking.

    "The credibility of that information¡­"

    "I heard it from him. No doubt about it."

    It''s a total pain in the ass.

    Yes, Eldrick''s words, blurry as any other HR, don''t get into Pavel Chernov''s ears. It''s like it was pulled out before my hand touched the straw I was trying to reach.

    "Then we need to hurry up and deal with it."

    In contrast, Seneca II, the Divine King, was calm.

    He will get back on his feet as soon as possible and list what needs to be done while holding back his hair blown by the sea breeze.

    "Extract the forces of war from each Divine Capital, and at the same time recruit prostitutes. You need to elect a commander and train him. And then we''ll need supplies."

    "You''re acting like a big boy."

    "There is no reason to hesitate in the fight against evil"

    He was a peace-loving Seneca II, but if his opponent is the Verga Empire, it''s not a story.

    Express pale determination to King Eldrick, who is likely to whistle as well.

    "Helpful. I want you to cooperate with the Lord Istas when it comes to the transfer of supplies and training"

    "We''ll do whatever we can to make it convenient"

    "Well, that would please Archbishop Regnum"

    In the name of the archbishop general who presides over the Kanto Regra, Yut comes to a face like when there was something on the table that he didn''t like, but as a candidate, he had no choice but to be convinced.

    "Then we, Folio-Farina, are safe at sea and still transporting supplies. And cooperation with the Vainamarinen School of Magic¡­"

    To get here, we have to skip the debate about whether or not to join the alliance.

    Rather, it''s more important to join an alliance and get a say. Neither will the merchants disagree, given the demand for war.

    "Well, we and Alsace are invading the Empire at the same time if possible..."

    "Yes."

    It was a quiet nod Alsace, but there were also many problems with execution.

    There is no hang-up if you count the geography of the Verga Empire, the invasion routes, the establishment of means of communication and the question of replenishment.

    "So, specifically, how long does it take to prepare?

    "A year is where I want it"

    "Likewise"

    The venue is engulfed in heavy silence by its realistic figures.

    There''s no point in being in a hurry. On the contrary, it''s vicious.

    But that Ray Cruz might take over the Verga Empire and fang around. In the meantime, I don''t even know what Verga, who ascended to heaven, is going to do.

    Eldrick sighed as he decided to confront the Verga Empire without debate, although it was good.

    "I''m starting to think it''s quicker to shut Ray down."

    "... is that good, so?

    I can''t even pinch my mouth right, and Yut, who was sitting all over me, listens unexpectedly.

    I don''t have to think I did anything extra, but I can''t undo the words I uttered.

    "Well, I can''t help but feel like killing you right now, but if you let Vai seal you, you''ll figure it out."

    "The key thing is, no plan..."

    "You''re gonna be okay. I don''t know what to do with you."

    Whatever Pavel Chernov, who shakes his head with all his strength and denies it, Yut nods when it makes sense.

    "But there''s nothing I can do if I don''t know where the key is."

    "Let Vai or Mel look for you. You can count on our Queen''s trust."

    "That''s right, Li Knight..."

    "Like Master Yut who has no specific means..."

    Alsace and Seneca II are impressed. Pavel Chernov is unfortunately speechless.

    "Well, even if we can get rid of Ray Cruz, the Verga Empire has to do something about it."

    Yut summarized the story, without making any extra comments.

    What needs to be done remains the same.

    Before being pursued weirdly, Yut bullets the agreement.

    ¡¤ The Kingdom of Rotosilt and the Kingdom of Tidrac conclude a military alliance against the Verga Empire.

    ¡¤ The Kingdom of the God of Chronica and the Municipality of Folio-Farina shall cooperate to the best of their ability.

    -The ultimate goal is to drive away the forces of evil in the Verga Empire.

    ¡¤ Determine the military operations for this purpose until one year later.

    ¡¤ The location of Ray Cruz, who targets the reign of the Verga Empire, will be searched around the Kingdom of Tidrac.

    The assembled Heads of State turned it around and read it, added some sentences and reached agreement in a large frame.

    This is still only a draft, and the accompanying companions of the countries waiting on the Tubassa will be packing the details.

    But it is an indisputable fact that a solid alliance, later called the ''Covenant of the Imperial Turtle'', was concluded after historic talks. Although there was no reason to know, other than the parties, that there was no particular dispute and that it had always been a soothing discussion.

    "But you don''t like to wait until you''re ready, do you?

    "I don''t know, I can''t even make war less powerful"

    "Before that, if you get your hands on it poorly, aren''t you going to be united?

    Eldrick, Alsace, Seneca II. Concerns from the Three Kings.

    I don''t know what to do, Eldrick stares at Yut.

    Are you going to throw it round? Or are you discerning that there is a abdominal proposal? I don''t know.

    (No, both of them)

    Vainamarinen''s people. On the contrary, he''s a hero who was a leader.

    There will be as many vessels as that.

    "I mean, if they think Buck has a country, or is too powerful, they''ll be united in hand-to-hand civil unrest..."

    Eldrick seems to have put me on board, but of course, I have an idea.

    I spent more time over here than I did adjusting for the top talks.

    "Let''s be honest here, let''s use adventurers"

    Yut, who said so, opens the pluralistic daiichi and puts it on his desk.

    That page contained several names - all prominent adventurers - and a profile.

 432 10. Adventurers (Previous)

    What existence is an adventurer?

    Crude and impolite. Violent, enjoyable, crappy with life and money.

    On the other hand, in nature, he is not tied to anyone, has power, and enjoys life well with wingspans.

    That''s like talking about both sides of gold coins, both of which are right.

    Being out of the norms of society, for better or worse. That''s the adventurer.

    Its origins, too, are a thousand different.

    Sons of peasants, craftsmen, born and raised in temples, second and third sons of nobility. Few become adventurers while having enough talent to complete their magic.

    He was also a prince, although once a doomed country, such as Eldrick.

    Motivations vary.

    Admiring the hero Tan, dreaming of a thousand dollars, he had no choice but to live, and was quested by God.

    Dive into ancient ruins, take requests and drive out monsters with evil phases, traveling through various countries and worlds. Alternatively, battles may be waged against evil denominations, demons, etc.

    Keep an eye-catching treasure and use it like hot water to get new gear and go on another adventure.

    There is no guarantee of success. Guarantee of life, no more.

    Still, they keep walking the hectic path.

    Because that''s the life (style) of the adventurer.

    Folio-Farina''s 100-layer labyrinth doesn''t attract adventurers.

    Dangerous battles, huge rewards. And honor. Everything an adventurer asks for is there.

    But not all adventurers can try.

    If we do not have enough strength, we will not be allowed to enter, and as a result, we will seek permission first, while doing our usual requests - escorting the caravans and exorcising the goblins.

    Some were also uninterested in the attack of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    Still rooting for Folio-Farina, I wonder if it''s the mage (wizard) or Vainamarinen School of Magic who''s researching excavations from the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    It was one of those adventurers that Yut was about to solicit.

    "This is..."

    Inside the Third Wall of Folio-Farina. In the corner of Lower Town, Yut had a three-story residence in front of him, his hips pulled.

    A building with no weirdness whatsoever...... and I just want to say, it''s harder to defend than more and more air drifting from the inside. A more suspicious atmosphere than the Haunted Mansion, resolved when I first visited Folio-Farina.

    If you don''t have business, you''ll never get close. No, I don''t want to get near it, even if it does.

    "Really, it''s okay here, right?

    "I''m pretty sure it''s not on the map, is it?

    "Yes, but maybe not even the possibility next door"

    That means going out, Arcia wearing a crimson eyelid.

    Therefore, I don''t see the map Yut will have in his hands, but I haven''t seen it before.

    That map was prepared by Nice the Black Witch, the librarian of the Knowledge God.

    It was a lucky coincidence that she was in a childhood relationship with this solicitor wearing a black hooded robe. If you don''t want to leave the library, you can subtract the amount of directions refused.

    "Yut, let''s see the reality"

    "Reality makes me angry when it''s ignored, and there''s nothing I can do to look directly at it."

    The cave pearl (Cave Pearl) ring on his left pharmacopoeia was also taught by his vibrant new wife. Yut turned to the doorway of his inadmissibility.

    "Oops."

    "Ah? What, you"

    - On the verge of knocking on the door, I was awesome by a female warrior who came out of the inside and stepped back.

    A long-sleeved woman wearing a half-plate armor with Adamantine''s plate positioned at the stronghold. The dull blonde hair is cut short and far outstrips Yut, such as muscles all over her body.

    The armor and the two-handed sword (Great Sword) on your back are like magic. Quite an industry, even from Yut''s eyes. And just by being alert to this one, you can see that the equipment you are wearing is appropriate.

    "I have to be."

    "... who are you?"

    "I''m Yut Amaxa. This is my wife, Alcia. I''m here to make a favor of my adventurer sisters."

    "Are you with me...?

    I see, I thought she was Carol, and Yut nodded only in his heart.

    Lynn, the Magic Master (Warlock), and her twin sister, Carol, are famous for their diversity - they used to have other companions - but they''re a combination of adventurers.

    Carol is a fighter (fighter) who freely manipulates a two-handed sword and dives into a hundred layers of labyrinth and brings the magic home, and her sister Lynn says she is studying it.

    "If you had business, would you let me back out?

    "Fine. It''s not a big deal. My sister told me to get out of the way. Rather, it''s convenient."

    Alcia hesitates to say it, but Carol laughs luxuriously and welcomes a sudden guest.

    "Lynn! A customer! It''s my client!

    "... sister. How many times will you understand that my ears aren''t bad?

    Thin voice to hear from the back room.

    I mean twins, but at least, they didn''t seem to resemble each other at all.

    "You seem to be doing well. Then I''ll take you to your room!

    Pulling reluctantly Yut and Alcia, female warrior Carol slowly moves into the house. I can''t even afford to pay attention to what''s going on around me. Just make sure you don''t step on books, parchment paper, alchemy experimental tools, etc. that are kept messy.

    He was brought in all the time, and half thrown in was the bedroom in which the bed was placed.

    "It''s forceful..."

    "Yes..."

    But I should still say, I can''t afford to turn a blind eye to the newlyweds. The moment you enter the room, it is best not to put an intensely olfactory-stimulating stench on your face.

    "Oh, I''m sorry. This smelly potion of dobby water is what connects my life."

    The Lord of the bed - Lynn, the Magic Instructor - brought the wooden cup in his hand closer to his poor but cracked lips and swept the contents all at once.

    "Bad."

    Even if I was used to it, I guess I couldn''t help but tell you. Stare at the hatefully emptied cup and rampage it to the side table.

    At the same time, he cleaned out the writing stand where his sister Carol had been installed in bed.

    "That''s it, I don''t think it smells bad."

    "How am I supposed to believe my sister''s sense of smell is the only way to take care of me and dive into the labyrinth?

    A nervous sister and a fancy sister.

    If you have a different personality so far, on the contrary, are you compatible...... and you have to pray.

    "Yut kun"

    In many ways, he said, "Are you sure you''re okay?," he asks just the tone of his voice.

    We appreciated that worry, but we couldn''t just run away ourselves.

    Yes. By now, the rest of us should be in the process of soliciting.

    Jonah and Exile. Acorn then traveled to meet Justin, a nature worshipper (Druid) with two animal names (Tamer), on the glowing volcanic island.

    And to Valtrude and Larsia, who remain in the Falve, we entrust them with negotiating with an adventurer party called Hack Masters, which focuses on Sejour, the king''s capital.

    We''re not the only ones struggling.

    "Excuse me. I didn''t show you to Arch Mage."

    "No, because I don''t care"

    "My sister was born weak. Forgive me."

    Carol stands beside the bed and says in a thick tone to describe it as an apology. But there is no alarm in the gaze directed at Yut and Arsia.

    If anything happens to Lynn, she will be helped immediately, and at the same time, if the Guest has any disturbing movements, she will be able to move immediately.

    "My sister..."

    The Wizard exhales deeply into the attitude of such a twin sister.

    In contrast to Carol, the dull blonde hair had stretched to her back and, still in contrast, lacked vitality. The flesh is thin, the hands and feet as thin as a stick.

    Only my eyes were sparkling.

    "If you know me, I''m sorry, but let me get down to business."

    "Yeah. I''d be more helpful with that, too. ¡­ in many ways,"

    He ruined his neat face if he kept quiet with a cynical smile, and Lynn agreed with Yut.

    "I want you to infiltrate the Verga Empire and steal out the secret laws that the Black Dwarves have"

    "The secret of black dwarf......?

    "The Verga Empire is such an impotence to Lynn..."

    "Sister, shut up!

    "But, Lynn..."

    "Fine!

    A sisterly fight that begins in the eye.

    But neither Yut nor Arsia were willing to praise it.

    Perhaps Lynn wants to be on par with Carol.

    But reality is just protected. That overprotective reality annoys Lynn, sprinkles her with Carol, and that makes her self-loathing again.

    "Master Amaxa, you know me."

    "I''m sorry, but let me look into it. Dean Mel told me about you."

    "... I see. That''s the only way I can survive."

    "Lynn...... Explain what you mean."

    Carol''s voice has no more majesty or force.

    I feel abandoned by my smart sister and plead without myself or the world.

    "Truss Sink God''s followers with the Amaxa Master. That must mean the Archbishop of Alcia"

    "Sure, that''s what I called it. Then..."

    "No, sister. Even the Archbishop said my body couldn''t be cured."

    "What makes you sick and weak is not a matter of flesh, but of soul. Unfortunately, a divine spell can only overtake you for a moment."

    "I knew it."

    I only have that plan...... and Lynn crushes on the bed.

    "Sister. Bring that one"

    "But..."

    "Fine. I can trust these people."

    "Okay."

    While saying so with a mouthful of worry, Carol rushes out of the room.

    An uncomfortable silence flows, but fortunately, it only took a few minutes.

    "Lynn, you kept me waiting."

    "Get him out of the bag and let him stand there"

    Following instructions from my sister, Carol, a female warrior, places her luggage - a bar-shaped object in a crude hemp bag - on the floor and places the contents on the spot.

    "Yut..."

    "Yeah. Like I told you beforehand."

    It was a puppet of a girl without a thread. Moreover, the material is not wood, stone or metal. It has the same skin and muscles as humans.

    Unlike the Golem. Which is closer to an artificial human being (homunculus)?

    But it doesn''t look like it''s moving at all. It was just an equal adult shape.

    "Your soul is missing?

    "No, my soul is sealed. There''s just one, though."

    "I see. Different uses, so you won''t wake up"

    Perhaps this is how Jonah was made too.

    Thinking of it, disgust isn''t so much either. All the more so given Lynn''s predicament and purpose.

    "The only way for me to survive is to transcribe my memories to this guy and dump this body and soul"

    Unlike the curse, Lynn''s soul was born frail.

    At an early age, he said he had diverged from the flesh many times.

    All this is hard, whether it''s a spell or a miracle. That''s it, unless you give up something.

    "Everything that black dwarves make carries an evil phase. Therefore, they sometimes make and make autonomous running blacksmith dolls. Well, the doll itself seems to carry an evil phase."

    While examining the processing method of cave pearls, the information obtained in the castle of Vainamarinen.

    Yut told it to Lynn.

    "... with that skill, that body too"

    "I can''t guarantee it. Naturally, you said no."

    "You must be joking. Isn''t that good? I may achieve my purpose. [M] You too, if you succeed, a highly skeptical black dwarf begins the inner circle."

    Lynn laughs.

    Burn a flame of faint passion in your eyes.

    "Sister, I''m sorry, but I was wondering if you could contact Tania and Hood. He wants to throw a party again. And then we need to have this medicine that looks bad for your health for six months."

    "Lynn......"

    Carol didn''t know.

    Is this client the angel of salvation, or the devil that leads us to ruin?

    But it was decided what to do.

    For Lynn''s sake, do what Lynn wants foolishly. That''s all.

 433 11. Adventurers (later)

    "I didn''t think you were going to the jungle..."

    Shaken by a large boat of magic equipment (magic items) - something else, I can''t ride the Exile - Acorn was delayed by emotions that came to the other world several times.

    Before leaving the fortress, the Jungle Cruise is comfortable, as Yut has given you Heat and Cold Resistance (Cordiness) spells from Alusia and Pest Control (Ripel Vermin) spells.

    A pair of rare trouser looks with athletic oriented shoes, well prepared as well.

    The wind feels good, and the dense forest on the left and right is just unusual. From time to time, you encounter leopards, tigers and carnivores, or fiercely faced fish you''ve never seen, but if you have Exile and Yona, you have nothing to worry about.

    Volcanoes that soak up white smoke in the distance are also rarely seen.

    "Really. I don''t know about the ship."

    Jonah is in tune with the acorn if she wants to fly away.

    I''m subtly off the point, but for Acorn, there was no problem because the Albino girl would just worry about me and my chest would be full.

    "If you suddenly go, you''ll just be on guard. Patience."

    Exiles rowing ships say in heavy bass.

    The only working rock giant (Jarloot) told me that Akane naturally had to convince Jonah as well.

    Anyway, this is not a fight, because I''m visiting for solicitation.

    Far south of Falve.

    On the way to the Southern continent, there was that volcanic island.

    Reaching lightly by using Jonah''s Teleportation, sidelined by the Kress to head south by boat, it was just the right land to call it a secret.

    The unnamed island is covered in jungles, wild animals walk wide and plants thrive. On the other hand, there are no human settlements, including elves and goblins.

    Because there are separate rulers on this island.

    An alternating Red Dragon connection hunting awakening prey.

    "Egg, stop"

    "Okay."

    Following Jonah''s instructions, Exile manipulated a large boat to get it up on the shore.

    "Are you here?

    "I see signs."

    Don''t let it slip under your feet to avoid falling into the river. As he gets off the ship timidly and carefully, Acorn confirms to the Albino girl.

    Justin the Animal.

    I''ve come a long way to see him. I get anxious on the basis of the signs, but I feel something like a sign because of my psychic powers...

    Sounds like you got it right.

    Exile returns the boat to its original appearance - a fingertip-sized badge - with a sharp gaze across the jungle, he says.

    "A more distant guest, what can I do for you"

    The sleigh from there and out came the middle-bodied man.

    However, that does not mean that there are no features.

    The whole body is rigorously worked out and there is no body hair, including eyebrows. Not in its place, I guess, but there were scars everywhere, covering his body with tiger fur.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Rock giants and animal users gaze at each other from the front.

    Not that it''s a one-touch instant......

    They both deserve each other.

    What is your strength?

    Someone you can trust.

    And apparently we passed judgment on each other.

    "I''m here for a favor, but let''s make it dinner first"

    "Huh? Oh, well, that''s why I''m here."

    Akane visibly wanders over a request from Exile. It seemed more like a lack of conversation than a sudden expansion.

    But I can''t refuse to let Jonah look me in the eye of expectation.

    Keep it up and start preparing for cooking in the river plains.

    Justin, the policy of entertaining people with food was decided by Yuto, and Acorn came to that end. Everything you need is in an infinitely stored bag.

    However, as a nature worshipper (Druid), he cannot produce meat or fish.

    Plants - even vegetables live.

    Of course, it doesn''t exactly put you in the same line as an animal, but it doesn''t change that you''re giving your life. Therefore, I am willing to respect the claims of vegetarians (vegetarians), but I cannot be in tune.

    But that, too, will not get out of hand.

    Sprinkle a pan with vegetable oil onto a stove of magic utensils and fry the minced ginger and garlic. I''m just starting to smell good, adding in a slightly thickened cut onion. If it''s too thin, it melts while it''s boiling.

    Both Exile and Justin, who would be wary of this one, are silent.

    I sit back on the river plain somewhat, gazing at each other, but I don''t speak. Jonah is intrigued and focused on each and every step of the acorn.

    It''s not hard to do, but I decided to concentrate on the work and do it over.

    Add carrots when onions get soaked and move to a low heat stove. When the lid is covered and moisture comes out, add mushrooms to vegetables like pumpkins and broccoli and soup with kelp stock.

    Give me this far and the rest will be easy.

    Wait until the vegetables come through the fire - in the meantime, while preparing another dish - thicken with rice flour dissolved in water in anticipation of the approximation. Go on, add soy milk and season with salt to complete the vegetable stew.

    "Go ahead. Um, I don''t use meat or eggs..."

    "Let''s have it."

    Place a stew of soy milk, plenty of it in a wooden vessel, in the receiver''s mouth, without a bare gesture to guard against poison.

    Silence.

    But Acorn relieves herself as she sees Justin move the spoon unconsciously and serves out another piece of tofu hamburger.

    "... hmm? Hmm?"

    It''s delicious, but there''s something missing. But I don''t know why.

    Leaving room for Jonah, who reacts so subtly, the animal uses as many as three cups and finally takes a breath.

    "I haven''t had such good food in a long time"

    Acorn breathes a sigh of relief at the words of praise he does not adorn.

    "What have you come for, more guests than far away?"

    "Fight for justice."

    That being said, Exile talks about the content of the request - I want you to fight the forces of evil in the Verga Empire.

    Animal users who were listening in silence, however, did not shake their necks vertically.

    "Considering it''s the price of this stew, it''s a cheap treat... and I just want to say, that''s not going to happen, Guest. We can''t leave this island. Until I take my family''s revenge."

    He''s called an animal user, he''s here alone.

    Considering that, and the look on its face that sees the volcano that sparks the smoke in the distance, the approximate circumstances can be inferred. No matter how many times I tried, I guess on my own, I couldn''t defeat the Red Dragon of Connection.

    Then.

    No longer equals no disability.

    "If you''re a dragon, you''re good at it"

    If the dragon asks, what do you think?

    At least, the Albino girl undertook to cooperate in the feud in a dialogue that would no doubt make her mentally traumatized (traumatized) if the Red Fire Dragon Pearla Vento heard.

    "Today, you''ve come a long way"

    "Hihihihihihihihi. If your nobleman tells you you have business, it''s polite to leave."

    One old woman, Valtrude and Larsia, welcomed to Yut''s office.

    Nor is that just an old man. Suspicious old woman to see, dressed in flashy shades of tunics like red and yellow.

    She was Michalde, the leader of Hack Masters, the largest group of adventurers working around Sejour, king''s capital of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    In addition to its michearde, it is accompanied by a dark-haired man wearing hard leather armor, Hard Leather Armor. I haven''t brought in any weapons, but I guess it''s an escort.

    Its standing behavior alone turned out to be a powerful one.

    But Larsia had nothing to do with it.

    "Courtesy? Isn''t that a virgin?

    "Hihihi. Same thing. If you live long enough, you''ll see."

    "You''re a tough old lady..."

    Pushing a tedious one, Larsia maligns Yut in her heart.

    I keep the negotiating material, but will it pass or not?

    "But if I look at your face forever, it looks bad on your heart. Quick, but should I ask what the request is? We can take on anything."

    A statement that could be interpreted as irresponsible exaggeration or sales talk, but never exaggeration. It relied on the fact that Hack Masters was a special group of adventurers.

    Typically, adventurers consist of about 4-6 people. More than that, we lack mobility, and less than that, we are warily anxious.

    Even Hack Masters, that''s the same thing. The difference is that it takes the form of holding more than ten times its personnel internally and reassembling and seconding its members as appropriate on request.

    This was not intended to happen, but rather naturally because the core members were solidified at one of the orphanages.

    Michalde, who visited the negotiations, is now out of line, but was a famous adventurer when he was younger.

    But from the beginning, it wasn''t like that. Originally, he took care of the children in the orphanage, but he was in financial difficulty, and he became an adventurer in the first place and built his current position.

    "I have two requests."

    "Yeah. Two. He''s a pretty good eater."

    "Apparently, I knew one thing."

    "Hihihihihihihihi. What do you think? Maybe he''s just making it look like it."

    Michearde laughs like a witch living in the back of the woods and tries to roll in smoke. Either way, the reaction is nagging.

    It didn''t matter if he was known, he regained his mind and Larsia urged the neighbor Valtrude to follow.

    "One, I want you to infiltrate and ramble the Verga Empire"

    "Fine. All the treasures we got, they''re all over here, right?

    "Of course."

    Instead, the asking fee is set to be cheap (...), which does not cost a thousand gold coins.

    Even without a specific goal, like Lynn and Carroll''s sisters, diving into an unknown land called the Verga Empire to exorcise evil and get money is like the real nostalgia of an adventurer.

    As expected, there were no particular problems with this one.

    "One more thing, then. It''s a tough one."

    Larsia, who sees it as clumped together, takes over the story.

    "My staff wants to create a mutual benefit for adventurers."

    "At a mutual aid club...?

    From the old woman, the smiling mask is about to come off.

    Not so long ago, I guess it was a surprise. That was the same for the man in the escort who would refrain behind Michalde.

    "So far, you''ve been putting a requisition in a tavern where adventurers gather, or turning the requisition around with a personal handout, haven''t you? He wants to set up an agency to manage it."

    "I wonder if we need to change the way things are going around right now."

    "Uh. Oh, there it is."

    Negotiating documents that had been given in advance by Yut. There, hand-woundly, it even wrote a hypothetical question.

    "''By setting up mutual aid associations, we can expect to combat work and reduce the mortality of runaway adventurers'' ¡­. I mean, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. That''s what you''re doing at Hack Masters."

    "... well, yeah"

    The mutual aid associations envisaged by Yut are closer to the vocational good offices than to the trade unions (guilds).

    If you have the strength, you can act as you''ve always done.

    More than that, I came looking for food, but I had no work to do, and I had to go for adventurers. Assign city chores to such layers and provide support if you want to step up.

    I was aiming for such an institution.

    Simply put, it''s a measure of unemployment.

    Even if the social structure changes due to the agrarian reform of the baron of gastronomy and the development of light industries that end up in Vermilio, he wants to keep his hands on it now so that he can cope with it.

    And Larsia''s right, it was the same thing that Hack Masters, based on the orphanage, was doing.

    "Hihihihihihihihi. I can''t believe your nobles are trying to do the same thing as us."

    "Don''t get me wrong. We''re adventurers."

    Michalde''s movements stop, as he was poked in the void.

    I couldn''t feel a lie at all in Valtrude''s words.

    "Whew, Foyle. What do you think?"

    "You can do whatever Michalde woman wants...... but"

    "but?"

    "If you want to see if you can trust me, you have the means."

    A man called Foyle looks down at Valtrude''s beauty as he stands.

    Words are uttered with expressions and tones that don''t make you feel roughly emotional, but the content was passionate.

    "It''s a match. Cross the blades and you''ll know more or less."

    "What, I don''t know what to do with that"

    "... Actually, I''m bringing in other hopefuls from the King''s Capital, thinking it will be so"

    "Fine. I''ll put them together and deal with them."

    At the same time as emitting a dialogue as if it were a villain, Valtrude stood up just wanting to hear it.

    "Hey, Val. What''s a pregnant woman trying to do? Yep, if you want to fight Val, the first thing you have to do is defeat me!!

    Larsia, who says it like a jerk.

    When he heard it, Valtrude had a desperate look on his face.

 434 Tabernacle Part 1 South

    A few days after the summit was concluded without delay, and the resulting compromise between the civilians was also completed after some redundancy.

    The father and son of Emperor Tortoise Archeron and the Tubassa and the convoy of Captain Ibn, who left the port from Folio-Farina, made a rendezvous at sea.

    The southern expedition begins.

    Free the slaves and bring back the products of the South.

    "Finally, or..."

    Captain Even twinkles as he looks at Archeron''s greatness from the deck.

    The crouched voice had a sense of universe.

    When I took part in the Dueira Chamber of Commerce business public offering, I never thought I''d be with such a ¡°partner¡±.

    Apparently, the wavelength of the man who was an apprentice sailor and the son of Archeron fitted - meaning limited empathy (telepathy), but I don''t know what Evan is familiar with - and he was supposed to cooperate on this voyage.

    The appearance burned on Captain Even''s day bears a mark of hardship, and flesh tortured after numerous voyages is lacking everywhere and cannot be described as five-body satisfaction.

    But enough energy.

    If it is established that vegetable consumption leads to the prevention of septicaemia, it is ready. There are also helpers. The sailors also have high morale.

    "Bastards! Apparently, God bless this voyage!

    "Heh!"

    The sailors working on the deck raise their voices simultaneously.

    That was what they were feeling, too.

    In addition to the father and son of Emperor Turtle Archeron, the pure white beautiful ship - the Tubassa - that the Hellenonian God gave him, also joins the convoy. Don''t worry about sepsis. Here it is. The success of the voyage is already like promised.

    Furthermore, it is only natural that the morale of the sailors would be higher if adequate rewards were promised. That''s why even veteran sailors get a glimpse of smiles.

    But I''m not alarmed.

    The men of the sea who challenge a life-threatening voyage are persuasive and faithful. Everyone does enough to take on the edge, even if it''s not that far.

    In time, without a courageous and decisive captain and a diligent and competent crew, success will be impossible. They were familiar with it.

    "And now you''re with the grandson of a hero..."

    "Captain."

    Captain Even oversees the sailors getting ready.

    Behind that, the hero''s grandson - Prince Cress - has called out.

    "I''m going to the Tubassa and I''m going to say hello"

    "I''ll take care of that one. And get your stuff."

    Don''t bluff. It was Captain Even''s story, but Cress flatly accepts it.

    The food packed in the preservative bottle Preservation Bottle is supposed to be transported from the Tubasa, but with a large quantity and an infinite amount of bags stored, it won''t matter.

    I don''t think it''s used well, but I also think it''s efficient.

    I can''t be reborn or anything, but Cress has certainly changed since one incident at that militant party.

    What he got was room, not confidence.

    And the first thing was the heart to accept things as they were.

    It is recognized for its arm and mixed uncomfortably with the fleet. Once Cress would surely have stuffed him.

    "Captain Evan, we can carry him with us."

    Kress looks out for Satya, the sorcerer (wizard) girl who came up to the deck with her. It''s a tough place, but since it''s a sailing trip, the Flight spell is ready to the limit.

    "No, I won''t. He''s a man of the sea."

    What makes you sad and have to fly and travel in the sky, etc.

    Yes, Captain Even apologized and left the meeting to Cress and Satya.

    "Okay. I''m coming."

    Cress also flew into the sky without saying anything extra, and below the captain, the sailor dropped it off.

    This voyage I said there was God''s protection.

    Neither did Captain Evan think there was a God himself.

    On the Tubassa, towards which Cres headed, Yut, who was visiting to drop him off on behalf of the Marquis Istas family, held his head.

    "... why are you here"

    The steering room on the Tubassa.

    In addition to Yut, there are gatherings of Hellenonian cleric warriors led by Allena, Petra and his fellow adventurers, among others, who head to the South.

    There, even if there was a minute god (avatar) Lela of Regra, the god of power, he wouldn''t have had to ask if he wasn''t Yut.

    "If you ask me why, I''ll have to answer this."

    Huh, a fighter with silver hair up and brown skin wrapped in a leather suit says grandiose.

    "They say there are martial arts in the South that fight only with foot moves, so go fix that."

    "Uh. Well, that''s fine"

    When Yut behaved in a good way, everyone but the party gave him an unexpected look.

    Most of all, there was only one person who put it into words and said it.

    "You''ve got a child, and you''re round!

    "... I was wondering how much you wanted me to be."

    To Allena''s out-of-target allegations, Yut floated a tannic surface.

    Well, there''s not much of a problem with the fact that Lela, like Ritna, seemed to have originally been on the ground when it came to wandering around the ground where the minute god wanted to be. At least not where the sons of the Yuts will know.

    Water and food are also minutes. If you''re a god, you''ll do something about it yourself, and more importantly, since none of the yuts will accompany you this time, the best reason I thought I could expect you as a guardian.

    I just can''t be honest about that.

    As a result, I did not wish to silently acknowledge Lela''s participation. I don''t want to be comforted that Archbishop Regnum wasn''t with me.

    "Well, whatever it is to me, be moderate so that Val doesn''t bother you, and act"

    "What about Prince Cress?

    "... let us tolerate"

    This is also an experience.

    Thinking about Regra God, it''s going to be pretty good during this voyage, but it''s not a bad story for Cress either... it should be.

    If there is anything wrong with the relationship, I expect you to do something with the arm of King Eldrick''s concession.

    "So I left it to Alana later"

    "Suddenly the load is heavy!?"

    "You can''t possibly push me against Captain Evan, can you?

    "That''s true..."

    Even though he is different from the God he serves, he cannot entrust the care of the minute divine bodies to humans who are not clerics either.

    I know that, but it was Alaina who felt uncomfortable.

    Sooner than she realized who the discomfort was, Yut called out to another facial acquaintance.

    "Petra, the user of a science spell is precious. Because I''m counting on you."

    "Yes. I''ll do my best!

    Petra is also joining her former companions.

    More importantly, there''s nothing like going a little south compared to Yut''s specially trained Nara.

    Yes, Petra herself thinks, but for some reason, her expression is dark.

    My friends, whom I''ve seen for a long time, seem worried.

    "Uh, did your father say anything to you?

    Yut also speaks out worryingly to Petra in a different way than usual.

    The truth is, that was the right thing to do - but she just looks down and there''s no answer.

    Silence dominates the steering room, and gaze gathers.

    Master!

    The cry was abrupt.

    Yut reacted frighteningly to his body, but there were no words to follow.

    Petra with a contemplative look.

    Obviously, it''s not normal.

    Yut, who perceived it, waited, however, for the words to follow without haste.

    "Listen to me when I get back from this journey"

    "... if it''s not going to be long, I can do it now"

    "No, you can''t do that. I can''t..."

    I dye my cheeks like a maiden, take my gaze off Yut and get bored.

    "This is..."

    "To your daughter..."

    "Spring...?

    Fermina Priest of the Sun God (Priest) Milchet, Dwarf Bandit (Rogue) Degal, Petra''s childhood friend and magician Nella. Petra''s party members whisper at each other in a whisper.

    I didn''t think you''d finally realize it. But it''s Petra, so I can''t help it.

    All we can do is make this expedition a solid success.

    With that thought, the party united.

    "Well, I''ll listen to as much as I can..."

    Akane told Petra''s parents that Yut, who didn''t know how to host an event betting the side room seat, would make a cheap contract.

    "I''ll do my best! I''ll do my best!

    "Oh, wow."

    Thus the ship departed for the south.

    With all sorts of thoughts on board, bumping into difficulties, but aiming for one purpose.

 435 1. Husbands and wives time

    "I was able to manage the matter of entering the Wang capital thanks to Regina..."

    Quickly, not expecting a contact from the other side, Yut tours his thoughts as he waters down a letter sent under a series of names from the Nine Chambers of Commerce in the light of Light Fire (Light).

    "Okay, Val"

    "But you are, Alcia."

    On the bed recently given to me by Vainamarinen, listening to my wives arguing.

    It''s not the usual office room where the yuts are, it''s the bedroom. Completely private space and time.

    Nonetheless, why is Yut on the round table that he brought in recently as well - because, in some days, we sometimes have breakfast in the bedroom.

    That is to prevent you from getting caught up in Alusian sermons.

    If you whisper like Alcia to Yut, there''s no escape to Valtrude. Therefore, we have to keep our distance.

    Likewise, there was resentment from Acorn, who sat uncomfortably in bed. In his gaze, he countered with this theoretical armed. Again, concentrate on the letter.

    The letter contained a consultation article saying that if we remove prefixes and elusive rhetoric that had no benefit, we would like to do something about it - because we do not have enough funds to rebuild the Wangdu Central Theatre, which was destroyed by the castle of the Black Demon.

    Let me get this straight, it''s a doorman.

    Yut will do something about it, no obligation, no brother-in-law... but it should.

    "But if you stick it up, you''re going to paint the mud on Regina''s face..."

    For some reason, an unintelligible visual came to mind that means Regina with a mud pack, but she shook her head and struck it off. Probably busy and tired of soliciting adventurers to prepare for the summit.

    That''s why I made time for four couples without water......

    "My body would be fine. I know myself best."

    "But apart from the child in your stomach, Weigh yourself."

    "No, no. In the village, didn''t pregnant women work normally too"

    The debate is parallel.

    It might be more right that the Larsians avoided going deep into the four than that they made a time without water for the four of them.

    Whatever it is, it''s the reconstruction of Wangdu Central Theatre.

    If it is destruction by the castle of the black demon, I can''t even say enough that Yut has no end of the blame.

    "Utilities, not enough funds¡­"

    Now, on Earth¡­ or explore memories of how it was in Japan.

    The first thing that came to mind was putting in taxes. It''s obvious because it''s a public utility, but I guess if I could do that, I wouldn''t have a hard time. The maintenance of the city is often borne by merchants and residents, with the exception of businesses and military works such as those carried out in national policy, not just in the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    "I mean, you don''t have enough national budgets either. Is it not enough or is it not assumed?"

    Of course, the Marquis Istas can get it out.

    Rather than that, Jonah has brought treasure in again with a good look. Volcano Island''s connecting dragons were not the enemy either, he said. Whether you''re a dragon slayer or a treasure hunter, that''s where the judgment splits.

    Anyway, I can get that out, but I''m guessing the Nine Chambers of Commerce aren''t asking for funding.

    If we simply don''t have enough money, that''s what we need to talk about issuing something like bonds.

    This is a kind of challenge.

    I have a stomach to assess if I''m the right person to hold hands with.

    "Trouble."

    If I put it on fire, wouldn''t the letters "It''s a lie" appear?

    "Don''t you? Even elementary school kids don''t do it."

    In the first place, can you blur out with parchment? It was full of holes, even if it was a wish.

    "Well, give it up or I''ll just have to bring one of them"

    The former is not exactly a story. Neither does the latter, a consultation in which no tax increase can be made. It is also difficult at this stage to impose a burden on the Nine Chambers of Commerce.

    When that happens, there''s only one option.

    "Donate... Right"

    The neighborhood shrine - where I first met my real name - had the donor''s name carved into stone. In accordance with that method, the names of those who donated more than a certain amount of money, such as 10 pieces of gold, are posted in the theater.

    If you do it well, you can stimulate the fame mind, and you can stir up the confrontation. If you do too well, it''s going to be a big deal, but you can leave that area to it.

    But to this extent, I would be thinking about it. Even if it wasn''t, it''s not like it''s a novel idea.

    Not enough to meet the challenge of the Nine Chambers of Commerce.

    "Then... well. Stadium..."

    Football lovers increase and thoughts head to nature and building stadiums.

    This is also a public utility, but some stadiums are made of donations solicited from individuals and companies as a few examples.

    But what Yut realized, it wasn''t.

    Naming lights.

    It''s a way of buying the naming rights to the facility and raising the profile by bearing the name of the company and so on.

    Let''s say the Marquis Istas bought the naming rights of the Wangdu Central Theatre.

    The official name remains "Wangdu Central Theatre," but will in fact be called by the name of the sponsor, such as "Valtrude Central Theatre".

    Usually, naming lights are meant to cover the cost of operating the facility, but you can use them for building costs. There is also the benefit of continuous income since it will be renewed in a few years.

    The problem is that the Chamber of Commerce is limited enough to buy naming rights, but it can appeal to the people of Wang Du in a visible way. I would be happy to send out gold coins. Alternatively, there is the hand of opening up to temples and such.

    Besides, this method suggested by Yut is not just about soliciting large mouth sponsors.

    It has never been worth it. And it becomes a revolutionary ¡°invention¡± in the sense that it created value in something that did not exist as an entity.

    Apply as much as you want.

    At the same time, if you do too much, you can also invite objections from the Royal Palace.

    I''ll give you the pass.

    So do you score goals or lose them again unnecessarily and eat counters? That depends on the Nine Chambers of Commerce.

    "Well, how do we handle it?

    Reply is fine tomorrow. Yut throws the letter on the round table......

    "Well, I don''t know how to handle it..."

    Still going on, it bothered my wives'' arguments.

    "Acorn, Alcia is too stubborn"

    The two of us took a little distance - this bed, given to us by Vainamarinen, is huge, and we can actually take a distance - Akane, who was defending neutrality.

    Valtroude moved on all fours over the bed where the three of them could sleep, turning behind the visitor''s girl.

    "Hey, Val!?"

    "Tell him something, too, from Acorn. Overprotective or overly worried."

    "Already, it''s nothing..."

    I guess I never thought Valtrude would shield himself.

    All of a sudden, a convoluted acorn tells him like a wolf.

    "Well, look. I think I figured out what Val shouldn''t have done, too, and in the end, you didn''t have to make up your mind, did you?

    "No, you don''t."

    Alcia, who was exposed to dark brown eyes because she only had a "family¡± on the scene, kicked her ass lightly.

    I can''t even say I''m angry.

    But if Jonah was there, there was a force that would immediately escape in Teleportation.

    "In the first place, it''s not just this one. Don''t push yourself, but even if I tell you to rest..."

    "So I''m not pushing you."

    Valtrude protests against Alcia in such a way as to be indignant and unspeakable.

    But over Acorn''s shoulder, there was no majesty or anything.

    "Besides, you think I can even put a single knife in it?

    "There''s no way you''re thinking that,"

    "Is that it? Really?

    Why, I trust you, Acorn feels subtly removed from the ladder. Isn''t this an extension of twitching between childhood friends?

    "That''s right. Besides, my shield automatically protects against deadly attacks."

    "I''m telling you not to let things happen that I have to protect..."

    Arcia shook her head seriously and says:

    "If you fall, what do you do?"

    "There. There it is."

    Sure, if a pregnant woman even falls, it''s a big problem.

    I know you''re worried.

    But I didn''t think the sermon that gave the edge to the matter of trying to reconcile would get there. Normally, I wonder what you would do if you were injured or if it would be difficult if you were strained on your stomach.

    "Okay."

    Knock your hands out, Acorn goes in to wrap up the story.

    "It seems that light exercise is not a problem. In Val''s case, it''s more stressful to keep him in the room saying he''s restful... he doesn''t seem to be mentally well."

    "That''s... right"

    "Mm-hmm. That''s right, acorns."

    "You just don''t think it''s the same thing as light exercise for Val and the public."

    "Sure, I am. And then, even if Val gets pregnant, it won''t change at all..."

    Various physical changes should come, such as palpitations, tiredness, rising and falling body temperatures, but Valtrude is completely as usual. Little or no connection, to the extent that when it comes to change, I have become more appetized than ever before.

    "Thanks to Alcia!

    That''s a virtue where I can honestly show my appreciation, but this time, it''s a little off.

    To say what was wrong, I guess it''s bad that Val was superhuman.

    "So you tend to be impotent. Or is public impotence, Val''s normal?

    "You overlooked there..."

    I didn''t realize how easy it was, and Arcia collapses. A chunky limb bounced on the bed and clean dark hair colored the sheets of pure white.

    The sight of same-sex acorns breathing unexpectedly, even when they see it.

    "It makes sense, Val and I shouldn''t be talking."

    "Hmm. I don''t know what it is, but you''re going to come to a conclusion in a good direction"

    "I don''t know, it''s about your body..."

    "... so maybe we should get the two of them together and decide on an exercise menu or something"

    The parallel lines between Valtrude and Arsia were crossed by Acorn. Can this also be called a spelling lid on a cracking pan?

    Akane exhales and calls on her fianc¨¦e, who is supposed to be a party.

    "Come here, too, brave man, because it came together like that"

    "No, I wasn''t keeping my distance, I got a letter from Wang Du..."

    "Come."

    "... Yes"

    As Acorn slammed the bed, Yut stood up.

    Acorn is not angry.

    However, after a bit of momentum, it just sounded unexpectedly good.

    Well, let me take advantage of that, because it''s just fine.

    So reopened Acorn turns to Yut and Arusia with a smile he seems to be planning something.

    "Now we can finally get down to business."

    "Is there something wrong?"

    "There it is. Yes, Mr. Alcia, get up, too. Oh, Val, beside me."

    "... what, is it?

    Arcia rises loose and sits beside Yut.

    There was a colourful fragrance, as if it were a midday wife. It''s night time.

    Acorn puts a meaningful smile on such Alcia and Yut, and Valtrude looks at the side of such an acorn in wonder.

    "So, how was your honeymoon?

    "Become"

    "I see. Don''t worry about that."

    "Secret, secret"

    "Then it would be nice to know when Yut proposed to Mr. Arcia, wouldn''t it?

    "Hmm. That''s just curious, too."

    Completely, a structure was created two to two.

    But Yut has the burden of leaving the arbitration to Acorn, and Arcia can''t leave strongly either.

    If I had foreseen this, it would be a big deal.

    "If it''s hard to explain with your mouth, you can demonstrate it, okay?

    "I can!

    The night between the husband and his wives continued for some time after this.

 436 2. Preparing Under Migration

    If territorial management and countermeasures against the Verga Empire are to be macro jobs for Yut, would micro that mean a well-rounded couple life?

    If so, it should be included in the latter to improve the living conditions of parents who have decided to migrate on the basis of having children.

    "So my parents are moving, so I''d like to ask for a refurbishment."

    "Ha, ha. Well, if you tell me to do it, I will..."

    I don''t even hate it, but honestly, I''m not riding.

    Yut Amaxa, who serves as the house slayer for the Marquis Istas, invited him to the castle fortress in Falv - in his own sense, he was summoned - and Trudek, frankly, had his back drawn.

    Tordek took the Dwarves away, saying that Mainz no longer had the power to raise young people.

    As a result, it is false, and Mainz is lively due to the bold iron (crystal iron).

    But I have no regrets for Tordek.

    Perhaps Yut himself had been after it from the beginning, but most of them were good at masonry, not blacksmiths, who stepped out of the dwarf. Those who aspire to blacksmith were also mixed, but they are back inside at the end of the Pharv foundation work.

    At present, jobs were assigned in the right places of material, and everyone was enriched.

    Tordek is also heavily used from the top and relied upon from the bottom as a compiler of the Dwarves who left the interior. That''s also the result of acting against the chief then.

    At that time, the hands-on story was repeated to my nephew as well. Yes, in the past. I haven''t since I heard that my nephew became friends with an Albino girl in elementary school.

    Not a big reason. However, Toldek also loves all kinds of booze without leaking into the Dwarf example, and drinking tends to be frequent and conversational.

    Anyway, the development of Falv and the ensuing territory is not going to be over yet. By the end of the day, the early facilities are waiting to be repaired or rebuilt. A dwarf with a life span several times that of a human, but it shouldn''t be consumed for the rest of your life.

    Therefore, I never regretted my thoughtful choice.

    All of a sudden, even if they let me accompany you on the giant hunt. Even if it is instantly transferred with a magic device (magic item). Even witnessing the Lord slashing Rock Mountain with Adamantine''s Longsword (Longsword).

    But I just wanted to complain about my past self as I was asked to remodel the castle fortress in Falve - a castle fortress created by the Hellenonian God in a miracle!

    The Tordek walked alongside Yut and was on his way to the second floor of the fortress, but remembered the mundane questions and stopped.

    "By the way, they don''t get mad at me for modifying it on their own...... right?

    "Angry... Oh, Helenonian god."

    Just because I didn''t have that idea, Yuut thinks a few steps ahead.

    "Right. Should I ask Val for permission...?

    I get in trouble even if I''m seriously bothered there.

    This story, then - and when I tried to cut it out, I mentioned that Yut was outrageous.

    "You didn''t say anything about letting go of a spell or psychic power before, and you''re fine."

    "Yeah-"

    "Val''s permission to be the owner is down, so it''s okay, it''s okay."

    "Well..."

    Dwarf youngsters laugh a lot.

    I didn''t leak into that example, and Tordek laughed.

    But with a smile far from pleasure.

    The castle fortress of Falve consists of several buildings, but the main building, which the Yuts usually spend, is simply divided into three blocks.

    One is the administrative compartment packed by Claude et al. The other is a block with private rooms such as Yut and Valtrude''s. The usual office is also included here.

    The other is the top floor, which includes the VIP room where Alsace and others previously stayed. Initially, Yut was trying to make this his parents'' room.

    But the bad outside word that it is not the lord who uses the best room. Concern that it''s too luxurious and my parents are going to be uncomfortable. It must also be difficult to respond when important guests arrive.

    I had declined for more reasons than that.

    "So I thought I''d remodel some of the rooms in this corner we live in."

    "Specifically?

    "In the meantime, maybe we can get rid of the walls and build a spacious room, put a hole in the wall and put a door on it so we can come and go"

    "Whatever, you do something about the wall..."

    Through that one, Tordek is reaching a state of selflessness.

    If you have to check it out first, it''s time to get into one of the empty rooms and slap the wall with a serious look.

    "I feel stuck after being so tough."

    "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

    "Mr. Jii?

    "Jii from Vainamarinen"

    "Ooh."

    It is a stone wall. That''s for sure. But I also had no idea about Trudek, Dwarf''s excellent masonry. Naturally, even that great sage Vainamarinen doesn''t understand the material.

    "But no matter what you can do, just break it..."

    "I said I unleashed spells and psychic powers."

    "If you don''t get a tooth over here, do me a favor -"

    "You didn''t break it."

    "¡­ what do you want to do"

    If so, isn''t it difficult to defeat?

    "Dwarf, with an amazing mechanism or something, there''s nothing you can do about it?

    "I don''t know if it''s amazing..."

    Pretty unscrupulous.

    Maybe they don''t mind turning it down because they know that too.

    But that didn''t allow Dwarf pride.

    "Right. If you do it normally and don''t get your teeth up, if you can even have Adamantine tools ready."

    "Did you have that hand? Then let''s order from now on."

    "Are you insane..."

    At least, I guess I''m serious.

    "I can also use it in the future when I want to refurbish it again"

    "If possible, I would like to ask you not to use it..."

    "Well, if you have to, do it in Miracle. Sounds like you can do it."

    That said, Yut looked at his left hand in a meaningful way.

    I didn''t know what that meant, but I meant this house slaughter. I guess I''ll do something about it.

    "Also, I want to build a kitchen or something"

    "The kitchen, the water..."

    "There''s an endless water bottle called Eternal Decanter."

    "Oh, really?"

    - As such.

    Well, then that''s good.

    Because we no longer have to work through the water supply. If it''s just sewage, we can do it.

    Others, combined with requests for an intermission and reality, consulted each other, leading to an agreement on a beating platform.

    "By the way."

    "Hmm?"

    "Fine, looks like we have more land, but shouldn''t we build a separate building or something?

    "... I wasn''t thinking about that either"

    Smiling vaguely, Yut shakes his head.

    "All of a sudden it''s just for parents, and if it''s a castle, the temperature is constant, so it''s comfortable."

    "Well, I''ll just do it"

    "Yeah. Nice to meet you."

    I''ll get you what you need.

    With such a lavish dialogue behind his back, Tordek leaves the castle fortress behind.

    The footprint was, unexpectedly, bouncing.

    There have been a lot of things out of common sense, but that''s, well, you''re right when it comes to the way it''s always been. Rather, we must be thankful that we were given the opportunity to put our hands on God''s architecture.

    These falves, the dwarves. No, despite the fact that we''ve created it ourselves, it''s all by God''s hand when it comes to typical buildings.

    I want to build something comparable to that... because I''m not so complacent, but I should be allowed enough to leave a footprint there.

    "And then we''ll see if this works properly..."

    After breaking up with Toldek, Yut was rarely visiting the castle fortress kitchen.

    To try a spell after getting permission from Acorn, the mistress there.

    "Shrink"

    Rip 3 pages from the spell document and fly to the cupboard in front of you.

    It sticks as if it were willing and emits a blurry light.

    "... Success"

    When the light subsided, the cupboard was neglecting to disappear.

    - No, no.

    "You''ve got a decent size."

    Acorn was right watching you back there. Keep the contents of the shelves where the dishes were stored. Only the size had shrunk to less than 10%.

    Plus, that doesn''t end there.

    "So, what''s the weight?

    "Oh, there''s nothing wrong with this one."

    Hand a cupboard with a miniature size yut so that you can lift the model. The weight does not change, etc. It had changed according to its size.

    "I don''t need a mover."

    "You don''t need to pack more than a mover. It''s a hell of a spell..."

    "Actually, I don''t have much use for it."

    The Theoretical Spell of the Third Staircase, Shrinkage.

    The effect, as you can see, is to reduce the capacity of one object. The effect lasts for about an entire day. Essential spells for adventurers that make it easier to carry treasures found in dungeons and more.

    ¡­ and although it is often thought, it is risky to prepare as a third staircase spell for this, and if you are about to respond with a scroll, you should aim for an infinite bag of storage.

    And when it only works on one object at a time, it''s hard to use.

    Useful, but it would also be natural for Yut to say that there is no turnout.

    "But there''s nothing wrong with using it on Earth."

    "On Earth, for brave men to use."

    Originally, even the spell of the third staircase is of limited use. That''s what we''re going to use for moving, so it''s weird if we think about it in common sense.

    Acorn knows about that, but it''s something else that''s caught on.

    "Something tells me I saw this in the cartoon..."

    "That himitsu tool is supposed to be peppered like paper."

    In this world, a conversation that only leads to two people.

    If Valtrude was here, he''d be swelling his cheeks, but now we''re alone.

    "There''s nothing wrong with that. I''m gonna stand up for a lawsuit, my real name."

    "Weigh yourself."

    A colorless conversation, but that''s not bad either.

    Anyway, if this is such an exchange without other love, Valtrude or Arcia won''t ask me about the root dust leaf dust later.

    "But it''s too bad."

    "What?

    "Even if you don''t need air conditioning, you can easily carry a refrigerator or a washing machine."

    The need for air conditioning is low within the castle because the temperature is kept constant. But when it comes to refrigerators and washing machines, it''s definitely useful if you have one.

    "Well, there''s no electricity. - Are you trying to flag me?

    "Flags, you can''t be in that reality"

    "So you never get to use appliances over here, do you?

    "... I wonder if it depends on Jii from Vainamarinen"

    "Oh well. Speaking of which, you did..."

    Yut being impotent is not for his own good.

    When you move for someone, show off that lead.

    "In the meantime, talk to your uncle and aunt before you move."

    Even a long sticky acorn. No, it''s only because it''s long.

    This is all I could say.

 437 3. Family time

    "I had a ceremony with Alcia the other day."

    "Well......"

    "Also, ex-post reporting?"

    In contrast to my mother Haruko, who is surprised but delighted, my father''s favorite face. I understand that there must have been a lot of circumstances, and I can say that the greeting itself is complete.

    "Uh, I''ll have the reception after Dad and Mom get over here."

    "Yeah, yeah. Fine. I''m young. You''ve had a blast. I don''t have a choice."

    "That''s how I find it oddly difficult to understand..."

    Seeing Haruko flourishing, one way or the other, Shinzo caught the spear with a small sigh. It goes against his style to complain even more about a person who is reflecting.

    "When you''re Zhu Yin, you won''t forgive me if I don''t make it right."

    "I''ll be careful"

    I never forgot to stab the nail properly.

    "So you don''t have to pack because you can also take the bookshelves and other items with you. Well, I think the cupboard needs to be carefully transported."

    I managed to escape my father''s sermon - in anticipation of this, Arcia did not let me accompany him - and Yut spoke somewhat forcefully of the following topic:

    "That helps. Wow."

    Hands on cheeks, Haruko smiles. He is so young and annoying that I don''t think he is Yut''s mother. It was an honest expression of emotion, but it also meant I was so happy.

    It''s a lot less time to move. Even if that''s a seemingly suspicious means of spells, it''s no problem.

    Originally, I wasn''t suspicious, but the experience of actually travelling to the Brewers had made unrealistic events acceptable as well.

    All the more so if it''s what my son says.

    "I was worried about your father''s books."

    "You don''t have to worry. I''ll do my own thing."

    "No. If you can''t do it, even your back hurts, you''re in trouble."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    I guess I have something to think about.

    Asanzo pressed against him and resumed some work on his laptop.

    If you want to concentrate on your work, you can stay in the study. I guess what I''m purposefully bringing up my computer to come to the living room for is that I welcome my son as much as he does.

    "You no longer have to do what your father can''t do, and all you have to do is organize it in your closet and in your break-in. Really, that helps. Wow."

    "That way, you won''t have to take it all. I''m not handing this house over to anyone."

    "I know. Yikes. But it''s not easy to go home and get it. Oh, yeah. I think I''ll buy a lot of groceries while I''m at it. You''d better stock up on Colo''s wig and cans too."

    "Well, it''s like annoying"

    Haruko plans to move around the living room busily.

    He walked beneath his feet so that his beloved dog, Colo, could be trapped.

    Having given up braking on my mother''s rampage, my father continues to work by opening his laptop at the dining table. As always, they were two people who weren''t sure which had the lead.

    Holiday morning. Parents and children, no, families, including my dog, are gathered in the living room. Can''t we see this sight in the drama right now? Even so, in the past few years, Yut has seen very little drama or television.

    In such a space, Yut sits on the sofa in the living room and makes coffee. I enjoyed my family''s time without water.

    Though returning regularly to Earth, the time to keep the dimensional gates open is short. Given my dealings with the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend), I couldn''t slow down like this. Anyway, even with the ability of Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash, it can only last a few hours.

    But not today.

    To get here, Nayuta Gate Infinite Portal. And at a predetermined time - around 21: 00 this evening - Dal-Lukash made the use of opening the gate, securing the time.

    I have already contacted my real name to have this transaction ready.

    This time I used it this way because I had to have a meeting with my parents about migration, but that''s why I decided to proceed with my relationship with my real name and the Hyun-chul meeting.

    It reveals the existence of many gates.

    Previously, I heralded to my real name, but it would be shocking for the Hyung-chul Conference. But that''s not all. It would be after the next time, but I was going to meet not only with my real name but also with someone above the organization to make a sort of consciousness.

    At least, there''s no doubt that the relationship between the two will change. I think Yut, not Built Before, wants him to head in the right direction.

    "By the way, Yu-chan"

    "... what?

    Soon, my mother sat next to me holding a colo.

    Subtly distancing himself from his mother like that, he asks back just a little grumpy. A straightforward, dissatisfied response, not like when Larsia messes with you.

    I can have kids too - still, more than six months away - but how about that call?

    The thought was, in fact, like pre-construction, in fact, the same thing that the child was sweetening to his mother.

    "And then how''s Mr. Valtrude doing?

    "Oh......"

    "By now, don''t you have a connection?

    "It''s like nothing at all."

    I repeat to my mother - and to my father, who listens as he does his work - the stories I have also made several times in the Brewers.

    "No change of taste, no nausea, totally as usual. Oh, I guess the amount I eat has more than doubled."

    "I''m so proud of you..."

    Was it quite hard at the time?

    I can only bow my head to my mother''s reaction that the verse caused you trouble as a cause of it, Yut.

    "Thanks to you, I''m trying to move the way I''ve always done, so my surroundings are chilling."

    "You don''t have a choice. But if it''s easier for you, that''s the best part. It''s a lot better than Mr. Valtrude''s suffering and worrying."

    "... that''s for sure"

    That''s right, experienced. When viewed differently, Yut is impressed.

    "And Yu-chan"

    "Hmm?"

    "I''ll change my mind, but you look great in those clothes."

    "Really?"

    The grump of being called "Yu-chan" or something like that like a child disappeared somewhere.

    Yut, cared for as soon as possible, breaks up with each other as he picks his clothes.

    Nothing, I didn''t wear it because I wanted to show it off. Black Dragon Clothes (Dragon Claus), a gift from Alcia, had already become Yut''s everyday outfit, so she went through her sleeves this morning without any particular deep thoughts.

    That''s all.

    I thought it would surprise me if I told my real name about the material in the clothes, but I had no other intention.

    But there''s no way I''m not happy to be praised. Because it''s the same as being praised for a beloved wife.

    "Alcia will make this for me."

    "Should we have clothes like that, too?

    "Become!?"

    Which of the voices was uttered by Yut, or by his father''s trustees? The most likely option is for the two of us to be together, but it was a totally hopeless story.

    Knowing nothing of the owners'' thoughts, Koro, out of Haruko''s embrace, presses his nose tip around Yut''s shin. It''s a request to stroke. Whatever, a snack is good.

    Unconsciously follow it, roll your dog onto the spot, bend over and stroke his slightly waxed stomach. It resembled a unconscious boxer releasing a jab reflexively.

    "Before, the world over there? So is it good? Well, we were all dressed up a little different at that wedding, weren''t we?

    "Well, that''s true..."

    That''s why Acorn is about to launch a fashion revolution in Vermilio.

    "So I was wondering if we should dress up like drama and cartoons too. Oh, it''s not like I want to cosplay for my age. Don''t get me wrong?

    "Yeah. Right..."

    While fulfilling her duty to belly her dog - or exercise her rights - Yut looks into her father''s eyes.

    The reluctance across the laptop''s top plate had a bitter look like the young head of a yakuza worrying about the invasion of an emerging foreign organization.

    "That''s right. Japanese clothing is also an ethnic costume, right? Then, conversely, Japanese clothing is better..."

    "-Mom."

    A low and vicious voice echoed in the living room as if to issue an assassination directive.

    It was a courtesy voice.

    "You don''t have to prepare it over here, you can make it over there if you need it"

    "Right. So is that."

    Haruko caught a light spear.

    "Then, let''s make it together."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    I cleaned things up without being taken a word for it.

    That''s brilliant, but the stuffing was sweet. It could have left its roots in the future.

    Should I be respected or pitied?

    I wouldn''t have been able to stand the sight of my son like that anymore, but Kisazo closed the laptop lid and said.

    "By the way, where are we going to live over there?"

    "Oh. I have a room on the same floor of that fortress we live in."

    "On the floor with you..."

    Ashizo pushes silence as if he had something in mind.

    In doing so, the majesty and face were different, but the atmosphere was very similar to that of Yut.

    Yut would never admit it. I''m not happy at all when people say it''s similar to my parents, etc.

    "Is that okay?

    "What is it?"

    "We''re certainly grandparents of a child born to your parents, but we''re just other people, aren''t we? It''s not like it''s a temporary stay. Is it okay for a human being like that to enter a living space?

    "It''s..."

    I didn''t want to leave Colo and turn away...... but if you ask me, I have that concern. Unfortunately, I can''t say enough about my worries.

    "Right. Though I would say that the uncooled distance of the soup is good."

    My mother, Haruko, was also in tune with my father.

    "Conversely, it''s better to stay away from the heat."

    "But throwing it elsewhere..."

    We can build a separate building, as Toldek told us, but to the parents who come from different worlds, isn''t that much?

    "Well, the castle is huge, so I can dare to have a room in a remote position..."

    "In the first place. I''m sure you''ve got the ladies'' understanding."

    "... ah"

    Shit, Yut changes his complexion.

    Too obvious, I totally forgot.

    "The stuffing is sweet, who the hell is it"

    "I look like my parents, I''m sure"

    At Yut''s feet, a completely abandoned colo was twisting on his back as he protested.

 438 4. Towards a life with electricity

    "Quite a lot, this"

    "The book will be bulky."

    A real team from the Hyun Chul Conference (Danishmend) carries a cardboard box in a trolley to the front door of Yut''s house.

    Though I''m sorry I let you imitate the carrier, secrecy is a big premise. I have no choice.

    They, too, were used to it, carrying it tightly, but it also seemed to pace too fast. Wouldn''t you be able to enter the doorway of the Heavenly Grass family, which is only standard in size?

    That too, naturally. It''s not half the amount because it''s the books that we store in the library.

    "Even so, also, with one hassle..."

    Bringing it into the basement of the Brewers - Falve is also a struggle.

    ... should be, but Yuut standing at the entrance to his room, hugging his dog and his cool face.

    It simultaneously controls a number of Invisible Carriers and sends them from the vendor''s side to Falve. From the other side, I have it manually sent back to the dimension gate, but otherwise Yut was in control.

    First of all, from the true name, I get headaches at the time of simultaneous deployment of 7 Invisible Carriers, but even more so now. Pointing out insanity is also kind of regrettable that this one lost.

    For this reason, I shook another topic as I tickled the tip of the nose of the colo - which, in fact, is perfectly familiar with my true name - in Yut''s arms.

    "Speaking of which, you ordered a rare machine this time"

    "And you got in touch early."

    This eye-catching product for Yut, which is supposed to be brought in after the book.

    "I didn''t know there was a home generator."

    Generators seen at construction sites, etc. I ordered multiple machines that used gasoline to make electricity.

    Recently, items of sufficient magnitude have been commercially available, notable for disaster preparedness and so on. Some models had no problem running precision equipment like computers.

    "When Mom and Dad arrive, it would be more convenient to use electricity."

    "That''s filial."

    "Well, I''ve been unfaithful."

    Yut says to himself in a mockery as he grabs the leg of the dog he''s holding up to defend his true name''s fingertips.

    My real name nodded, yes indeed. Reaction without hesitation or consideration, but against Yut, it''s much better than being weirdly comforting.

    In fact, it''s a bitter laugh, but Yut did laugh.

    "Nevertheless, it was surprising"

    "What?

    "I''m talking about Sempai, so I was wondering if we could install a big solar panel or even a hydroelectric unit in the river"

    "I didn''t think about that either... If that happens, you''ll have to come over here and work on it."

    "That''s right..."

    Besides, if it''s just for my parents, I guess I don''t need a massive facility.

    On that reasoning, the real name, once and for all, is convinced. But soon, you''ll regret it.

    "And if I do solar power or something, I can''t imagine what solar god officials would do..."

    "That''s a different world..."

    Power generation with the power of the Sun God, etc., disrespectful!

    That doesn''t mean it won''t. Perhaps you will be subject to faith as sacred. And the appliances that work with it.

    "Sounds like an SF world...... I can''t think of a specific work name."

    "If it''s Zhuyin, you might know something. I don''t want to know."

    "Right."

    Relieved and true name exhales, tickles the coro''s chin at his fingertips.

    The loading of books, it''s time to finish.

    And then, I need to talk to you about one thing, and I''m done for the day.

    Besides, we found oil.

    "Seiki... Yu...?

    - It didn''t end.

    "Oil"

    By the way, Yut repeats.

    Apparently, it wasn''t an illusion.

    "... I''ve heard the boys in my class talking. He wants to be king of oil in the future."

    "If I can be, I want to be too."

    "And then the lady in the class said it too. If you''re getting married, the oil lord is good."

    "I can appreciate it too... You''ve never heard of an oil queen. It''s sexist."

    "That''s right."

    My real name rocks the ponytail, and I raise my voice to the mood of quitting.

    Oil! By the way, oil!

    The seriousness of this can also be seen in the first-degree magic instructor, that is to say, in his true name, who is inherently only a person in the field. If you make a mistake, it could be a political problem.

    "Are you having fun making my headache seeds?

    "As a camouflage, you asked for proper petrol."

    "Well, that was a hassle."

    Unlike oil used for fuel in stoves, it is provided for by law to be placed in portable cans of metal. In short, it cannot be put in a polytank and carried in, etc. You can''t break that for safety reasons.

    Even though the Hyung-chul Conference boasts a great deal of influence both on the world table and behind it, they could not escape safety reasons.

    And my real name can''t escape Yut either.

    "The next time you come over here, you''ll have to talk to the man above you."

    "Oh. Rather, he was going to ask me to do it"

    "... Seriously, looks like it"

    My real name looks up to Yut.

    That look is more serious than I''ve ever seen before.

    I''m sure I''ve never seen or met my real father or anything like that - but my real name was, I felt fatherly there.

    "Oh, boy. The bed I gave you, are you using it!

    "That''s the first voice. I use it every night!

    "Good, good, good."

    The castle of Vainamarinen, the Eight Yen Tower (Eighth Circle). The legendary land spoken of by the bard (Bird) is also, for Yut, only about the height of the laying of a relative''s house.

    Immediately after stepping into the study with "Moment Move (Teleport)," I do not turn this one around and do not hesitate to approach the Great Sage who is working on my laptop.

    "If you''re in that bed, you''ll have a second, third, fourth, fifth."

    "Is that what you need to say to the fifth person? I mean, what did you set up? Even though I sensed magic, I didn''t respond..."

    "If that''s all it takes, you''ll make it."

    "Is that what you mean? Die! Die in a dispute between King Eldrick and Ray Cruz."

    "You''re specific!

    It''s a sinister interaction if only literally, but of course I don''t mean it.

    Words are radical simply represent friendship.

    "But that''s a shame. I will die because I have a mission to tell the children''s great-grandchildren''s great-grandchildren about their achievements."

    "I don''t have to die, so I was wondering if you could get out of this Brewers..."

    We should be good friends......

    To that evidence, the story changes slightly.

    "Well, I could have caught Huberd and demonized him."

    "Seriously. Mr. Jii, do you know that Huberd?"

    There will be many Huberds in this world, but if two great magicians (Arch Mages) put them on top, they will be narrowed down to one.

    A bed that Yut used a lot to reduce his sleep. The Warlock Huberd who invented it.

    "Wizards known to the world are usually disciples of the eagle. Exceptions are like kids."

    "In general, I seem to be Jii''s apprentice."

    "Don''t let the caries run!

    "Not at all!

    Ha ha, keep your voice shut and laugh - Yut decided to cut to the point.

    If we stay like this, we''ll end up cursing each other.

    "So refine the gasoline"

    "Well, I''m not sure yet, but you''ve been overwhelmed with challenges."

    Vainamarinen laughs invincibly as she shifts her gaze from her laptop to Yuut, who turned to the front.

    Impossible challenge. It''s also about unknown matters.

    For the great sage Vainamarinen, it was also natural for his heart to boil.

    "The computer is powered by electricity, but the fact is that the battery has been reduced and the condition has been identified as a malfunction or anomaly, so it is only being restored by the spell of Repair of Goods (Repair)"

    "In short, I''d like to say that I''m not making this guy''s fuel."

    "Yes. So, this is the machine that makes electricity"

    When Yut removed the generator he had just brought in from Earth from his bag of infinite storage, he placed it in front of Vainamarinen, not mind scratching the fine desk of sandalwood.

    "I see. Do you need gas and stuff to run the machine that makes that electricity"

    "We talk fast. So, this is the crude oil from which the petrol is based and¡­ the petrol purified from that crude oil. Then I''ve been looking at the materials I might need."

    The barrels of crude oil from the Kingdom of the Chronica God, purchased through Bishop Gilronto, and the portable cans of petrol brought from Earth, are just on the floor. And I borrowed my father''s laptop and put a set of printed petrol materials on my desk.

    "Damn, I didn''t expect you to try to use this great sage Vainamarinen for good. It''s like a kid doing something so fearless."

    "The old man has to use his head to blur. It''s part of social welfare."

    "Unplug"

    Ha ha, keep your voice shut and laugh - Vainamarinen, snorted.

    "Oh man, I don''t mind doing it, but it''s still there. If I''d gotten my hands on it when I went to Earth, I''d have finished my research by now."

    From the beginning, the Great Sage who does not doubt his own success.

    Yut also didn''t say anything because he trusts Vainamarinen can do it. Rather, I have trouble getting weak. Isn''t it too soon for the world to perish?

    "... Speaking of which, what was Jii doing on Earth? No, I know you''ve been looking for a way home."

    "Right. In the meantime, while shopping in the electric district, you''re hanging out with the redhead queen."

    "Verga... He rented out bars and did whatever he wanted for it."

    "Because you''re the kind of woman cunning is walking in clothes. I would have done enough to spill my thoughts like poison and make followers while shaking off my tracks."

    "Sure..."

    With just one word, he drove Yut out of his power. If that evil charm (charisma) were added there, it wouldn''t be surprising to really have about a coup.

    "Well, I appreciate that, but I left the petrol thing to you"

    "Oops, you''ll be thankful at best."

    Whether you shake it or not, you have no doubt at all about success. Again, we''re close - whether or not, we trust each other.

    The two great magicians, however, had an evil looking grin that did not make them feel it and broke up.

 439 5. Towards cohabitation

    "I know you''ve got something to tell me from the brave, but I''ll hear it first."

    Shortly after Yut dropped him off for a consultation with his parents. Acorn summoned Valtrude and Arcia to their chambers for a discussion.

    Even with the Bride''s Conference, that gathering should be said. The agenda naturally concerns Yut and our own future.

    "Uncle and Aunt...... My brave parents are going to come over and live in a castle fortress soon, but what do you both think?

    "I don''t care what you say..."

    "Could the question be a little vague?

    "I won''t tell the brave man, let me think frankly"

    Did you find it hard to say, ask for an unobtrusive opinion in a dialogue like that of a grade school teacher?

    By the way, Acorn himself does not feel particularly problematic.

    Originally, we were neighbors, and we know each other''s personalities and how to distance ourselves.

    I''d rather not have my own parents come. Well, my father never comes to a non-existent world of TV, Internet and online sales. Absolutely.

    My mother, who is actually betrayed by such a father, will not throw out her job.

    (Well, let''s not flag this any more)

    I don''t have a problem in case you come. Specifically, mental health.

    "I''m sorry about living with others - or my uncle or aunt, or something. Don''t you?

    "Acorn......"

    "Mr. Acorn..."

    Valtrude distorts his beauty and Alcia floats over his neat looks. No matter how much it is, it''s as if you''re talking silently about it.

    But it worked.

    We need to make sure we don''t get weird misunderstandings.

    "As far as I''m concerned, you''re welcome. Lord Halko... I want to teach you a lot from my mother-in-law."

    "Right. Plus, I''d be happier if Yuto''s burden were to be reduced."

    "But look. So, someone else comes in where it was our private space?

    To the two people in the atmosphere such as welcome, I say there must be something more, like Acorn panicked.

    Now I''m more worried about the two of you being too defenseless than I am about the woman who just said extra things out of the way...

    "Isn''t it normal enough to get married and live with the other parent"

    "Not always, but it happens all the time."

    "Ooh. That''s your village daughter"

    With the modern man, the feeling was as if it were different.

    Akane starts to think that Yut may have also been acting knowing the perceptions around here.

    "So you were worried... Embarrassing."

    "I''m glad you cared. But as far as I''m concerned, it''s more depressing that we had a ceremony and couldn''t say hello."

    "Hey, I think you''re gonna be okay there,"

    Yut''s parents also grasp that they can''t easily go see him. Besides, since Yut is supposed to be a jetty, it shouldn''t be exhausting to Arusia.

    If you know that but you''re sorry to have to go first... then you might say that sounds like Alcia.

    Anyway, I can''t help but care too much.

    "But if the brave man says about the cohabitation, be properly angry, huh?

    "Don''t you have to take so much care of it, isn''t it good?

    Acorn shook his head quietly, although Valtrude said worried about Yut.

    Its kindness is honorable, but it must not be all that.

    "No. If you don''t scold him properly, he''ll repeat the same thing, won''t he?

    "Ooh. Reflection is important."

    He was a hard-won acorn, even though he wasn''t officially married yet.

    "Well, I''ll be ready to welcome my uncle and aunt, too."

    "Is there something...?

    In the first place, I''m not talking about this right away.

    Preparation would certainly be necessary, but I had no idea about Alcia.

    "No, I don''t either."

    The same goes for Valtrude.

    "It''s fine. This is my problem."

    Seriously more than I''ve ever seen - that''s more than when Yut''s fianc¨¦e problem arose shortly after Acorn transferred - I said it out.

    It''s like we''re going to the battlefield. Makes you even feel certain beliefs. It was a long time ago to visit where I was going.

    We could only escort both of them out of the room an acorn with a prestigious atmosphere.

    Acorn, who showed himself ready to be pressured even by Valtroude, the warrior of the war, headed for one.

    It was a theatre of beauty.

    "... All right"

    The entrance, to be exact.

    The theatre is still performing "The Princess Knight of the Diaspora and the Faithful Subordinate" today - as usual, it''s a big deal. Since the first speech, the example miracle seemed to occur only about once every ten times, but that, in turn, seemed to increase the number of repeaters.

    But it has nothing to do with acorns right now.

    "It is now to liquidate the abominable past"

    Climbing the stairs that lead to the entrance with determination, into the theatre of the god of beauty - does not enter.

    Headed, next to the entrance.

    Stand up sign.

    "Um... What have you done?

    Not even responding to the call of the guard soldier standing beside the sign, Acorn stares at it.

    I guess I didn''t think it would be ignored. The soldier watches the acorn in confusion, but his opponent is the fianc¨¦e of the house slayer. Even though I felt a disturbing atmosphere, I couldn''t do more.

    "Though I was given a ride, how dare I..."

    Without such a soldier in his eyes, Acorn trembles at his own actions.

    Acorn wrote the script "The Princess Knight of the Diaspora and a loyal squire". But that''s not all she does.

    Born the concept of a poster that did not yet exist in this Brewers, he took his own brush. That''s where Deng is positioned next to the entrance.

    Illustration of the two protagonists, painted to resemble an actor. The purchase request, he said, could not be made at ten or twenty.

    There, in addition to the title and the name of the actor, was also written the name of Acorn. Vegetables indicated by the producer Regards, it is obvious who drew it.

    Naturally, it''s written in local letters, but as Acorn himself did, Yut''s parents should be able to read it too. Before that, the signature I put on track was Roman.

    Yut''s parents I''ve known since I was a kid. Therefore, the reaction was also familiar.

    (Haruko-san will definitely shake. And tell them to take pictures with me.)

    What makes you sad and have to do an illustration and commemorative photography of yourself? Sad or not, I don''t want to do that. Absolutely.

    (And my uncle, he tries to stop it, but he can''t, and he eventually praises my painting and follows it)

    Honestly, I can''t wait to have you there.

    If you''re going to be so sad, if you''re going to suffer.

    "No more signs!

    Acorn was determined. I definitely have to erase my name. No, we have to remove every sign.

    But there''s no way they''re going to shut up and overlook you.

    "Hey, Dear Acorn! Ma''am, I''m in trouble."

    Where Acorn put his hand on the sign, a guard soldier broke in.

    Sometimes I was originally on guard, and the move was quick.

    "What did I do with the sign I drew?"

    "I''m in trouble. ''Cause I''m in trouble."

    Often, the push continues.

    The passers-by gradually gathered together for something.

    "If we''re going to remove it, we need you to talk to the right people."

    "... Ha"

    Acorn opened his eyes much as if he had woken up.

    Yes, from the beginning, you should have talked to Valtrude. With Lordship authority, you would have done something about it.

    "Riya, that means you should have cooked or something."

    In the end, cooking - not allowed to burn, etc., will be stored in the treasure trove of the Temple of Riya, but if it did not touch the people, either was fine.

    Note that you will be asked to write a sequel standing sign and take a commemorative photo, but that will be another story.

    I never knew Akane was going to be like that... rather than being informed.

    Upon returning from Earth and bringing the book to the library, Yuut was coming to a meeting with the library owner, sidelined by Nice, the black witch who turns the page unconsciously.

    However, the blonde boy is also reading through the book. I hadn''t looked at him before.

    "Did I say multitasking? I follow the letters with my eyes, but I listen to them properly. Absolutely fine."

    "Holy prince system..."

    Well, God would be able to do that at that leisure.

    The problem is that I feel handled in one effort, but I am used to being happy or unhappy or vainamarinen.

    (If you''re too smart, I guess this is what happens...)

    High processing power is also a troublesome thing, and I put myself up on the shelf and try to have a conversation.

    "So next time our parents are coming over, what about God?

    How was Earth''s book?

    I don''t even bother to ask what you think.

    For that reason, he spoke of a problem that he secretly cared about. He''s not even willing to point it out anymore when it comes to things that have come down on purpose.

    "How''s that? That''s ambiguous."

    "Me and Zhuyin were incidents, but our parents come over here of their own free will. In that regard, there may be a godly problem¡­"

    "At least, as Zeras, the god of knowledge, you have nothing to say."

    A blonde boy says lightly as he reaches for the next book.

    "Is it because it''s in my body, or because it''s a small number?

    "Both of them."

    "I see..."

    As a Zeras god, I had a prerequisite, but to some extent, it would be good to think of it as the general thrust of the gods.

    That doesn''t seem to be an issue unless even a large number of immigrants bring them in. Of course, I''m not going to do that, or let you.

    However, prior to discussions with the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), it was also necessary information.

    "Anyway, thanks for acknowledging my parents"

    "Well, hopefully it''ll be interesting at best."

    "I think it''s a high hurdle to ask our parents..."

    In the meantime, one proposal has been cleared up.

    At ease, Yut mouths another question as he strokes the back cover of the book with his fingertips.

    "By the way, I rarely had any intervention from anywhere during my wedding with Alcia..."

    "What are you up to?

    He doesn''t even lift his eyes from the book, and the blonde boy raises his mouth angle.

    Is that a reaction to either the content of the book or this conversation?

    "Well, if you blow it"

    "Do you really think he wasn''t here?

    "Huh? That''s..."

    "Come on, what do you mean? Think for yourself."

    Finally, Zeras, God lifts his face.

    The expression was filled with naivety, not only by the gods of knowledge.

    "No, this is a trap"

    There is an alarm in Yut''s head.

    I guess I''m letting Truss-Sink God take care of me this time, and I''m after another opportunity. In other words, a bluff to keep you alert.

    "Maybe not, maybe not"

    Knowledge God, who once again dropped his gaze on the book - left a godly word in a sense, saying nothing more.

 440 6. Inside the Dragon Man

    "I''m so sorry I got ahead of you this time."

    Breakfast seats lined with treats created by Alcia in the spell of the Feast Divine Feast.

    Before reaching for it, Yut lowered his head deeply.

    Jonah was relaxed and Larsia and Exile were not present. Even if Jonah was awake, she wouldn''t turn a blind eye.

    It was essentially just a place for Yut, his two spouses and one fianc¨¦e.

    "Hmm? What are you talking about?

    "... Val, put the bread back"

    Valtrude''s attitude is not an act. He seems to have completely forgotten, even though it was pre-stated by Acorn.

    When Arcia looked at the acorn with dark brown eyes, she also had a bitter laugh.

    "What do you mean this time?

    "Huh? Oh. I went ahead on my own without consulting everyone to move my parents..."

    Something''s wrong with the wind direction.

    Yut looked up unexpectedly to the reaction he had not assumed, although the apology did not change his mind.

    "Hmm. Right. That''s the story..."

    Valtrude thinks about it.

    If you were the usual Cathedral Knight (Paladin), you would have returned the words to say no to pleasure knife indiscriminate hemp, not to care.

    Speaking of which, however, Acorn said something to me, and I feel caught up and I''m trying to remember, so the reaction is dull.

    I don''t know about that. Yut would feel like they''re postponing the reading of the verdict. Now, we can''t change the apology spearhead to Arcia or Acorn.

    Seeing Yut and Valtrude like that, Acorn was secretly laughing.

    But Arcia is not the other way around. It''s like a farce turned into a serious battle. Valtroude is wondering if there will be any teasing.

    "Well, yeah..."

    Valtrude coughs up small, letting his gaze wander over the tabletop dish, not Yut.

    That was just a matter of wanting to move on to dinner, but Yut doesn''t notice. On the contrary, strengthen yourself to the reaction of a loving wife you have never encountered.

    "In the future, I want to do this, after thorough consultation and consent, so that these things do not happen. No, I will."

    "Yeah. Right."

    Yut admits and apologizes for his own non.

    But Valtrude clouds his words that he should have had to scold. Originally, you''re not mad, so you''re right if you say you can''t.

    Meanwhile, Akane, who can see Yut and Valtrude''s thoughts, was desperate to avoid a weird reaction.

    "If you''d talked to me, this wouldn''t have happened."

    In the end, Valtrude gave up scolding.

    Severely, however, he accepted the apology in a statement that merely repeated Yut''s words of apology.

    "That''s right. Originally, it wasn''t the opposite. Talk to us beforehand so we don''t get confused."

    Alcia goes on to note, as if she had been waiting for Valtrude''s words.

    "Come on, it''s time to eat. Yuto has to go out with Mr. Kagra after this, so don''t be late."

    And now we''re done talking, and we''re back to breakfast.

    Dropped off by the Valtrudes, Yut and Kagra visited the Dragon Man in the Kera Forest on Moment Move (Teleport).

    "I''m sorry to keep you company."

    "Terrible. I am now a maid of honor."

    Moving into the woods in an instant, the two move straight to the inside, aiming for the house of Jinga, who is also the representative of the inside, making him Kagra''s brother.

    Kagra, who initially made his eyes black and white on Moment Move, was also now completely used to it. Rather than, I can''t work on Yut''s side if I''m not used to it.

    "Thank you, really."

    Without the coffee Kagra would brew, Yuut''s work efficiency must plummet. Instant, but that was all the power.

    Plus, he''s been a talker of acorns, and he hasn''t said a word, and then he''s been a good supporter. He definitely worked for me more than his salary.

    "I don''t know, it''s funny"

    While meeting with the dragon men (Draconut) on the road, Kagra hung up.

    "Besides, I should thank you, this way. Take the trouble to give me a chance to return home."

    "Well, that''s not all."

    I did have no problem going alone Yut, so I accompanied Kagra, if you say so, at last. This degree of special treatment would be permissible, Yut thinks.

    Besides, two people are better than one, and their horizons widen. Never, I didn''t just let him accompany me for public-private confusion.

    (Public and private confusion, in the first place, we don''t really use public and private. In financial terms, in particular)

    I just can''t say that either if I''m going to have a child and take it over to the next generation.

    When my father gets here, I just want to get my hands on him.

    With that in mind, I arrived at Zinga''s house.

    I knocked on the doorboard and tried to tell him I was coming, and the cagra that controlled it walks into the house.

    Poop, yuut to be left behind.

    But that''s also between less than a minute. With little waiting, a harsh dragon man dressed in a priestly costume - Zinga showed up.

    "Welcome aboard."

    "Thanks for this. But I can''t believe you''re greeting me like this..."

    "That''s not going to happen."

    "Fool sister is right. Yes, Nanaka."

    "Hi..."

    Respect and gratitude are conveyed, but I''m not used to being a big fan.

    With that in mind, he takes off his shoes in the dirt and moves to the side of the enclosure provided in the center of the room.

    "Today, I''m here to check on the status of the specialties"

    While receiving his barley tea from Kagra, Yut quickly asked the question.

    "Even when it comes to specialties, there are many..."

    Jinga cutting words once and smiling uncommonly.

    "All of them, generally, are going well. In particular, paper making will be able to ship a number of clusters on a regular basis starting next month"

    "... good. Jii from Vainamarinen seems to have stayed out of the way."

    "Out of the way, that''s outrageous. Sure, there was an odd part, but it gave me a number of important suggestions"

    They gave advice across a wide range of areas, including improving paper-based tools, reviewing procedures associated with mass production, and improving quality.

    Hearing that, Yut holds his head the other way.

    "Why, besides me, treat me decently..."

    "That''s... to us, whatever. Is that a favor reversal?"

    "It''s proof that you''re loved, Master Yut"

    The dragon brothers and sisters'' follow-ups, on the contrary, deepen the damage.

    "No, well, if it''s going well, is that good? So, as previously suggested, can you wholesale it at the right price for the designated chamber of commerce?

    "Of course it is. Even if it''s too expensive, you''ll have trouble using it."

    Paper is precious and does not eliminate demand.

    That''s why neither Jinga nor the dragon men inside thought that would make a fortune. I am well aware that this result is occasional of tangible and intangible aid, and it can only be used so much as to give it some luxury.

    "And no one wants to live without working, even if they want to get food."

    "Never, I won''t let you lose."

    But as a yut, he seemed to want to buy it, and he felt guilty.

    I plan to put it up for sale through the Chamber of Commerce in Hardenturm, but mostly more so just because the Marquis Istas are supposed to be buying it out.

    Never for personal gain, but for free distribution in elementary schools.

    "Now I can say that we are gaining just because we can have peace like this..."

    "Brother, that doesn''t make sense to Master Yut."

    "¡­ so let''s just say that if it''s worth living, people can live"

    "I''ll try to protect it."

    No more, it''s a parallel line.

    Then all Yut can do is protect people''s lives.

    "What. Don''t worry about it, fine. Few people break into the woods, and the sealing of examples is quiet."

    Paper, miso, soy sauce. Besides making Oriental specialties, such as rice and liquor, dragon men were entrusted with the management of the forest in place of nature worshippers (Druids).

    Instead, that''s not what it''s supposed to be.

    "The missing part is also supported by the Knights of the Rock Titans."

    "Well, so far, so much trouble..."

    "Especially... No, speaking of which, one"

    To Zinga''s words, Kagra floats a question mark and Yut enters a serious listening attitude.

    "If possible, I''d like you to decide on the name of this inside"

    "Oh......"

    I didn''t care that much because I had enough in the dragon man.

    Sure, you''ll need it. Administratively, it should be better to have one.

    That''s what Yut thought, but he goes to one question.

    "The decision is that we should all do it inside..."

    "I''m ashamed it was originally nameless. Then I want to give my name to the new Lord"

    "Is that what it is..."

    Yut observes Kagra''s expression.

    She seemed to agree with Zinga, and she seemed to expect it somewhere.

    "Well, I also need to talk to Valtrude..."

    From the beginning, it''s like Yut brought him here.

    Here, it would also be muscular to press that it is the Lord''s business.

    "Inside the Tenryu... What do you think? It''s the name of a river in my home country."

    Tenryu River. When I took the Shinkansen, the river I saw. I''ve only been on a few school trips, etc., but the name I came up with came out of my mouth.

    "That''s a good name. Now, after Lord''s approval, I hope we can officially give you a name."

    "I''ll do it as soon as I can"

    "No. One shoulder load went down."

    "One?"

    Especially since I had some thoughts and didn''t ask back.

    It was a reflective one, but Zinga breaks down her grim expression and opens her mouth just to get my will.

    "The other, of course, is about this stupid sister''s marriage"

    "Jiu, in turn, my brother..."

    "Shut up."

    But it activates power and doesn''t work together.

    Until now, I could afford to think that Yut was some kind of a time play.

    "I''m not saying I can''t, but could you please welcome this sister to my wife"

    "Huh? Uh..."

    - In an instant, they made me a party.

    "I''m married, though. I mean, I already have two wives and another fianc¨¦e! I''ll have a baby, too!

    Impossible.

    A man like this can''t have a brother who wants his sister to be his wife.

    "No problem."

    "But even if Jinga says it''s good, Kagra at heart..."

    ".................. yes, I don''t hate it"

    Kagra said so, dyeing her cheeks red and nagging.

    "But, Beh, it doesn''t have to be Master Yut... oh, my brother''s fool already"

    Kagra - The maid of Yut for being a dragon man witch serving the dragon god Bahamut threw up such an abandoned dialogue and left the house.

    "I showed you the embarrassment. I''m sorry about your age."

    "Is that all you can do...?

    It should be noted that Yut, who learned about cohabitation with his parents, did not respond on this occasion, and when Valtrude had given birth to the child and then consulted him, he placed it on hold exactly.

 441 7. Migrants

    "Also, I''m doing something..."

    "Yut, I''ll tell you first"

    "... what?

    "I don''t want to be a part of it!

    "You know it falls to talk?

    Valtrude is willing to go out for a long time.

    But from Yut, honestly, I almost wanted you to give me a break.

    "GOOOOOOOOO!"

    "Guaaaaaaaa!"

    Anyway, there''s a traditional Rock Giant (Jarloot) competition going on in front of me.

    The "Book of Nothingness" (Caios Evil) once extended its hidden dominion to the southern part of the Rotosilt kingdom. The southernmost mountainous area of its dominion is a barren land where few people live, not even animals.

    After the destruction of the Book of Nothingness with the Castle of the Black Demon, it will not change. It has been several years since it became the direct jurisdiction of the kingdom, but the hand of development never reached out to this useless land.

    The rock giants were to be relocated there because of the massive movement of tribes following the Exile recognised as great chiefs. It was a bitter measure, so to speak, but when I could let go of the unproductive enclave, it was well received in the Royal Palace.

    Only the Istas, who were to be entrusted to the Duke to go along with it, pulled the poverty lottery.

    Still, Valtrude never fails to do his duty.

    Today, with both distractions, we were supposed to gather the Rock Titans in the wilderness for an reception ceremony - just to say hello.

    When I visited the site under the spell of Yut''s Flight, La Gu was taking place there.

    "Something important about the Rock Titans."

    Sumo also says it''s a sacrifice to God.

    If this Brewers, where God exists, it is not strange to devote La G.

    From a high rock, Yut makes such a guess, looking at the rock giants moving around as if they were at war - at least, fighting.

    It was out of comprehension until I hit back a chunk of rock with a stick and dedicated myself to what the competition was to brawl over that chunk of rock......

    "I knew you were giving blood? So instead of sacrifice? Then you can''t even think it''s still peaceful...?

    Yut is forced to interpret better, but a total misunderstanding.

    The Rock Titans are not devoting themselves to God, it just started somewhat because people got together.

    But Yut and Valtrude, not knowing it, had to wait until it was over.

    Anyway, even the great chief at heart (Exile) is in La Gu.

    "Speaking of which, Yut"

    "Hmm?"

    "Kagra asked me to marry you."

    "Buha."

    Yuut pointing his gaze at Valtrude as to why.

    There''s nothing behind it in the dark. In fact, I''m talking to Acorn and Arcia. I kept it a secret from Valtrude because of my physical condition.

    "Why, let it be..."

    "Thank you for being suspicious. Heard it out."

    "Oh......"

    That was a blind spot, and Yut looks up to heaven.

    I''m not regretting not stopping Kagra. If there is any regret, that Valtrude''s ability to act was not included in the calculations.

    "I mean, if you heard it from him, you know it''s not Mr. Kagra''s will. Jinga told me."

    Yut''s expression naturally hardens to the method of political marriage.

    Jinga had also spotted the temperament, leaving it to her sister... but she didn''t reveal it.

    "What are you going to do, Yut?

    "Well, of course -"

    "Not what I could have said, but a little, why don''t you think about it"

    When Yut shows an attitude of rejection, Valtrude, blocking it, is unexpected. For Yut, I uttered a suggestion that was too surprising.

    "Hey, wait a minute"

    I don''t understand Valtrude''s intentions.

    It''s been a puzzle since I got the proposal from the red-haired empress.

    So I just had to ask you.

    "What do you mean?

    "Ever since I lived with my child, I''ve had a lot to think about. You know, since I met Yut."

    "Oh, wow."

    I don''t know why, from what I mean about Kagra, we''re going to talk about that.

    Yut''s confusion, however, was not due to a sudden shift in topics. The cause was in Valtrude''s expression, shyly and slightly out of sight.

    When this happens, even Yut, who is resistant to Valtrude''s beauty, has to turn to passivity.

    "And I thought I''d make it. I was lucky..."

    "No, winning the Book of Nothingness is strength, isn''t it?

    "That''s not what I''m talking about. No, I''m not saying it doesn''t either..."

    From afar, you can hear the roar of the rock giants.

    Such, in some sort of unusual place, the couple talks.

    "I mean, that''s it. He says it''s good to see Yut first. I think I''ll admit what Varga said."

    "Even I think I was lucky..."

    Yep. While returning the real deal, Yut reaches for his sincerity.

    I mean, I guess Valtrude feels a draw.

    I met Yut shortly after the metastasis and loved him as he was - resulting in a form of exclusion other than ¡°in the body¡±.

    Then what Yut has to say is decided.

    "It doesn''t matter what order we met. In the end, I''ll get under Val. Only about this, I believe in fate."

    "Selfish."

    On the words it was a valtrude to condemn, but its voice is weak, rather sweet.

    "That''s dangerous. Yut corrupts me"

    "I don''t think it''s a bad thing to have a rounded corner."

    One more thing.

    Intentionally one step away, Valtrude continues.

    "Among the Kagra and the Dragon Man - did you name them the Tenryu? Well, I thought about it in their shoes."

    "You mean you want to strengthen your relationship with me, which is the back shield, right?

    "There''s that too, but that''s not all"

    Valtrude said, "Don''t you get it yet?," he gazed blamelessly, and Yut wolfed. Pregnant loving wife said as she folded there.

    "From Kagra''s point of view, Yut is the benefactor who helped us where we were in danger"

    "Oh...... Sure, when we first met, the hyukis chased us."

    "And then he saved me the whole inside"

    "There was no other way."

    "Isn''t that something you can''t help but like about Yut? Aren''t the people in there willing to support you, too?

    "Ooh...?

    From Yut''s point of view, it''s not a big deal. I wasn''t looking for anything in return either. Even if you were looking for rice and other ingredients, they are fully redeemed.

    But this is Yut''s perception.

    From the point of view of the Kagras, different facts may come to mind again.

    "No, it''s simple..."

    "Do I look like a complicated person?

    Persuasive without question. Yut had no choice but to hold his mouth to a grand narrative that was not self-inflicted.

    "Okay. I''ll think about it."

    "Do that. But I don''t want you to get me wrong..."

    Once the words are cut, Valtrude turns her eyes more beautiful than the treasure balls to Yut.

    "I''m not asking you to have more daughters-in-law."

    "I know, I know."

    Without doubt there, Yut approaches under his beloved wife and strokes her exposed golden hair.

    Valtrude narrowed his eyes as he felt comfortable and placed his forehead on Yut''s chest.

    "And then, one more thing"

    "Hmm?"

    "Again, shouldn''t I join that one?

    "... Alcia, if you''re not afraid of Zhuyin,"

    "Another opportunity¡­"

    In such a careless tone, Yut laughed unexpectedly.

    About an hour later, La Gu - from a rock giant''s point of view - ended without delay, and Exile came under Yut and Valtrude.

    "You kept me waiting."

    "I don''t mind. They showed me something good."

    I couldn''t say enough good for Yut, but I won''t touch it there. Having an argument won''t start.

    Okay, here we go.

    "Oh. Please."

    Travel to the rocks in a relaxed foothold.

    Under his eyes, there was a line of nearly a thousand rock giants.

    Even if you get all the attention, Valtrude doesn''t move.

    "I am Valtrude, the Marquis of Istas."

    A beautiful voice echoed around.

    I haven''t amplified it with a spell or anything. But it was well received, even to the ears of the rock giants in the most remote place.

    "I am delighted to welcome you all into this land."

    Rock giants under the umbrella of the Great Patriarch Exile, but become the inhabitants of the Marquis Istas, where the Exile serves.

    I thought it was nominal, its position.

    But the air changed in just one word.

    "We do not interfere disproportionately. I just want you to keep the peace of this land, where the home of evil was forever. Of course, if you want to work under Exile, welcome it."

    The Rock Titans are silently listening to the words of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) without a word.

    Even now, it''s a sight that seems to dare to storm into evil.

    "Then..."

    Valtrude spinned his words as he looked down satisfactorily at such rock giants.

    "Now that I''m pregnant with a child, we''ll talk about it first..."

    Valtrude proclaims to be high by releasing the "White Knight Riding Sword" that he is wearing without letting go of his skin.

    "Sooner or later, I want to cross the blade with everyone I want."

    "Wow, wow!"

    A loud voice that also rocks the mountains.

    No, it''s not just a metaphor. In fact, the earth is shaken and some of the cliffs that were brittle are crumbling.

    "That''s brilliant. You''ve made their hearts eagle all at once."

    "Maybe Val''s last life, he was an old man''s relative or something."

    While acknowledging the all-over charm (charisma), you can''t affirm it all, Yu.

    However, the appearance of correction must not be lost. After all, maybe this is what leaders are all about.

    "In the meantime, a paragraph... I guess"

    There is no end to territorial management.

    But one demarcation was made.

    "Come on, all you have to do is work on Earth"

    A face-to-face meeting with the senior management of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), which I told my real name.

    The day was approaching steadily.

 442 7.5. Just a Mans Night

    "Uh-huh. By now, how do you feel about realizing you were being favored? What do you think?

    "Have fun seeing people in trouble?

    "Super fun!

    "Right."

    The night Valtrude gave a stunning - barbarian or conquering king - speech to the migrating rock giants (Jarloot).

    Yut was gathering his careless friends in the office for a drink.

    "Well, offspring prosperity would be a good thing"

    Even so, the only thing I mainly drink is exails that leak primitive sentiments.

    Yut, literally, little as a lick. Larsia was so high-tensioned that she didn''t need to drink any more now.

    "Offspring prosperity, it''s a good thing, isn''t it? Well, to have kids, you have to do what you do!

    "Ugh. I wish I had gone to Queen Elizabeth''s country and not come back."

    "Ha ha. Tonight, such grudges are comforting!

    "Wow. Really, let''s..."

    While pioneering, Yut mouths a knob he brings in from Earth.

    "Hey, don''t eat all the peanuts. You''re just gonna stay hard."

    "That''s good. Because I like it."

    "I think you should tell the same dialogue, Arcia or Acorn, when it''s just the two of us."

    "Why, take Val off"

    "Well, I''ll take care of pregnant women no matter how much. Don''t underestimate me."

    What kind of care in the vector?

    I was curious, but if you go deep, it''s obvious you''ll get a counterattack.

    Yut, silently. But to convey his intention to protest, he carries only more peanuts into his mouth.

    "Not at all anymore...... Kukukuku, it''s getting fun."

    "But appliances are also quite convenient."

    Did you feel the need for a change of direction when you saw Larsia looking unusually excited? I divulge that feeling while Exile pours water from the electric pot into the cup in his hand.

    Yes. This is not the place I set up to discuss my marriage story with Kagra brought about by Jinga. It''s a trial of several appliances brought in from Earth.

    At least, superficially.

    "Well, that''s for sure. Alcohol gets cold, food gets hot."

    You can do the same thing with little magic (cantrip), but the ease doesn''t have to be compared. Larsia also honestly acknowledged its convenience.

    Only one generator was brought in. I try not to use it at the same time, but electric pot and microwave. Then, I was connecting a 2-door fridge.

    Although noise and exhaust problems arise in the indoor use of the generator, it is placed in the corner using the "Silence" spell and cleared with a magic fixture (magic item) that normalizes the air also used in Mainz.

    Using these, Exile enjoyed making shochu hot water crackers and sake hot meals, while Larsia was messing with Yuut while eating frozen foods such as gratin and fries.

    "Well, if we''re all going to like it, I was thinking of introducing it with our parents..."

    The result seemed unnecessary to ask.

    "If there''s such a convenience, I wish I''d brought it in sooner"

    "I was self-regulating."

    "What? I''ve been, like, bringing in a lot of stuff?

    "I had my own line. Split up."

    I decided to be ready to live in the Brewers.

    So, if it wasn''t really necessary, I was deciding not to bring things in from Earth.

    Therefore, the very idea of using these appliances in the Brewers that can be substituted by spells did not exist......

    "But, well, for my father and my mother... and if I''m doing a lot, I don''t have to elbow myself around it."

    "I see. From there, it leads to the story that I think there may be other dowries besides Val, Arcia and Acorn... all the time, Spaghetti has been created"

    Renouncing even mixing up Yut, Larsia opens the door to the microwave. Something contained a bag of meat sauce spaghetti.

    "Over there"

    With that said, Larsia opens the bag and transfers the contents to the vessel. And I mixed it with a fork with pleasure.

    "Hey, it''s gonna take a while."

    "Do you want to eat, or do you want to cheat me? Can you do it one way or the other?

    "Well, I''ll eat"

    "You''re going to eat."

    Yut to say it like it was out there, but the truth is Larsia''s reaction was just as expected. Now, if you give priority to talking, you''d be more surprised.

    "Uh. There''s something about it that hasn''t been defrosted. I should have. I did it on time."

    "... there''s a story."

    I didn''t know there was going to be a day where I could talk to Larsia, not Acorn, on a topic like this.

    Yut feels like he''s opened Pandora''s box.

    But the "day like this" Larsia had in mind, again, was something else.

    "Well, I''ve been thinking since I arrived in Li Kutua that this day might come."

    "I mean, right after we met Mr. Kagra."

    "That''s right. And as much as I could, I was moving outside!

    "Kuzoo."

    He wasn''t aggressive, but he was gearing up to make sure Yut and Kagra''s friends progressed.

    To the conspiracy of hearing for the first time, Yut was inadvertently throwing up cursing words.

    "Ah, ha-ha. That''s a great compliment."

    "Villain."

    "Hey, I''m telling you. Well, it''s up to you to save the girl from her misery."

    "I see. So did Larsia and Elizabeth."

    "Egu"

    Voice like it leaked out of Nara.

    It was the voice of Larsia''s soul.

    "Well, it''s good, Eliza is. Because I''ve already blown a lot off, and I''ve settled on it. More than anything else, I''m a yut now, yut."

    "If Larsia''s good, I don''t mind."

    Exile sits on the floor, pouring potato shochu into a glass of iron (crystal iron).

    "What do we do? Before Jonah, will you increase your daughter-in-law?

    "I want you to stop finalizing Yona..."

    In the end, this topic cannot be avoided.

    Yut said after hanging on the couch in the reception space and exhaling gently.

    "I don''t know..."

    It sucks in a way. That''s why, frank words.

    In fact, it was an unexpected state for Yut, and Valtrude told me to think hard, and to be honest, my thoughts felt blocked in eight directions.

    "You don''t like Kagran?

    "I don''t hate you. You bet. I mean, Cagra?

    "So, you like it?

    "... I like it, because there''s a lot going on"

    I am grateful. I also want you to be happy.

    But when people ask me if I want to get along that way with her, not with the Valtrudes...

    "I wonder"

    "Hey. An indecisive yuut is fresh and funny"

    "You piece of garbage"

    "Whoa. I went from scum to garbage. Hey, hey, scum or garbage, which one''s up there?

    They''re both down there.

    The brain does not go through, conversations that are exchanged only with reflexes.

    A sigh of exhalation Yuut said as he wiped Larsia''s dirty mouth with meat sauce.

    "In the first place, I don''t know what Mr. Kagra''s intentions are."

    "... eh. No, but from Yut''s point of view, yeah, what? This is terrible for each other"

    If both Yut and Kagra are too deep, Larsia raises her hands with a fork that was eating spaghetti. He said he threw a spoon. But he wants to say it.

    "If you like, stick around, if you don''t, look for someone else. That would be good."

    "When it comes to love issues, the old man looks too good..."

    "Really, Egg is simple"

    "I just told you the obvious story"

    While being so modest, he didn''t seem to be full, and Exile grinned, drinking up the remaining yam shochu.

    "But think about it. It''s Yut who simply can''t live."

    "Hey, Larsia"

    "Here''s one, a traditional ritual of men and women passed down to Yut''s hometown, why don''t you go on a date?

    "Do you need that long pillow?

    Nevertheless, we don''t date, but we may need to confirm and discuss each other''s intentions.

    Ultimately, even if you refuse.

    "Well, after Zhuyin and I put on a proper bullet, and then we had a baby,"

    It''s only an advance.

    That''s for sure......

    "But compared to before, you''re making progress."

    It was also, again, an indisputable fact.

 443 Tabernacle Part 2 Justice and Justice (Previous)

    The voyage of the Expeditionary Corps of the Southern Continent, led by Captain Even - perhaps we should call him Admiral because we are tying the fleet - was so smooth that it clapped out.

    To Prince Cress, the King''s grandson of the Kingdom of Tydrack, Allena, the "ever-victorious¡± substantive head of the Temple of Falve in Hellenonia. Petra the Adventurer by making her the daughter of Folio-Farina''s hereditary senator.

    And for him and their companions, this is the first long voyage that has lasted months.

    If you think of Adventure Tan you heard in rumors and stories - be exaggerated - you were prepared to have considerable difficulty.

    For example, a sudden storm.

    Alternatively, a dangerous rocky reef zone.

    The raids of the desolates of the sea will also accompany them.

    Dangerous encounters with sea demons (Kraken) and water dragons (Water Dragons).

    However, Captain Ibn was a specialist who had made many successful voyages to the South, and under the circumstances in which the food situation had not improved thanks to Yut, there was no need to impose.

    In addition, they are accompanied by many users of science and divine spells. The more I try to be Captain Even, the more I feel relieved and upset the other way around.

    For this reason, it was a voyage with a full safety margin and some difficulty with seasickness. Others were a truly peaceful voyage.

    Rather, Lela''s training was harder, the Cress say.

    Even when it comes to man-made dangers, like pirates and monsters, yes.

    Several raids from pirates also had the activity of Lela, who ran over the sea and boarded an enemy ship, only to the extent of combat training. In the first place, there can be no pirates or anything else who can counter the fighting power of the Tubasa, which was given to them by the Hellenonian God.

    Even if you were, there''s an Imperial Turtle Archeron behind you. Whatever happened, you couldn''t have lost.

    And when it came to sea monsters, they didn''t themselves get attacked.

    Instead, the approaching monsters had become, almost without exception, a snack for Archeron parents and children.

    Thus, without missing anyone, we arrived at the Southern continent, our destination - Cres was in a third crisis on this voyage.

    "Ka... La... Yes... Yes..."

    We landed in a port called Carthyria and rolled it out to a sailor''s liquor store - until it was good. Cress, too, has burned her skin and grown more vigorous over several months of offshore life, fully adapting to her unfettered voyage.

    He was also looking forward to a long time earthly meal like that. I was originally an adventurer challenging the Hundred Layers Labyrinth, and I can''t resist the cuisine of a tavern like this.

    But the moment I grabbed the pickle I casually held, an unexpected pinch came.

    It was hard. It was more painful than that.

    A different sweat erupted from the heat of this country, and if Satya or Lela had not been nearby, she would have screamed without herself or the world.

    In a hurry, fill the contents of the cup of wood that was nearby, but this time, the high volume of alcohol burns his throat. As if it were a hot breeze from the hinterland, which was blowing until I entered this tavern.

    "Heh. Kaha..."

    The sailors at another table - who were completely unraveling on this voyage - are watching such a cress and clapping their hands and laughing. Cress is in tears as well, but the meaning was completely different.

    "This alcohol is pretty tough and good. By licking and drinking this salt, they''ll protect your throat."

    Lella drank the same liquor as Cress had drank while expressing her luxurious sentiments like the Divine Divine Divine Body of Power (Avatar).

    That, to put it on Earth, is distilled liquor similar to tequila.

    However, neither Yut nor Acorn have any drinking experience on Earth, so there is no one in the Brewers who can point that out.

    "Cress, are you okay?

    "Oh...... But this pickle better not be eaten...... It''s no longer a weapon."

    Satya sitting next to her - a sorcerer (wizard) partying with Cress - strokes her back worryingly and hands her a cup with water.

    "That''s right. This seems to be vinegar pickled with specialty chillies around here."

    "And it''s outrageous... Or how do you know..."

    Allena doesn''t just smile and talk, but drinks up the red-colored soup looking delicious. Cress, too, gave up pursuit. Honestly, not quite.

    I felt a danger to my life on this voyage when, during my training with Lela, I was about to fall off the fringe with a lavish kick. Then, I got a strong kick in the head, and if I realized it, since I was knee-pillow on that Lela.

    With regard to the latter, I felt a danger, precisely to the gaze directed at me by Satya......

    Not only is the Holy Virgin of Helenonia a wife to the beloved daughter of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery, but the Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage), who comes from a flat otherworld, is out of the standard, Kress looks back with a smudge.

    Perhaps a reality escape to escape the irritation and pain that plagues the inside of this body.

    "Even this kind of thing seemed like a treat after a long voyage. This voyage was too blessed to be appreciated. Well, all the newcomers are gonna take care of this guy."

    Following Satya, Lella, and Alaina, the last person to sit at the same table - Captain Even - mouths a spicy pickle without changing a single complexion, pouring in distilled liquor.

    Still, the voyage has just ended one way. It''s literally halfway down the road, but that''s just how it fits and relaxes right after landing.

    "Reasonably..."

    Apparently, "fitted," Cress notices late.

    My old self might have been a mess, but now, I''m not feeling so bad. Regardless, I intend to take revenge. In the meantime, let''s wrap it up with Force Align - the game of cards.

    "Well, some are usually delicious"

    "If you know how it tastes, it''s good."

    No matter, it''s not all spicy food.

    If you look at the tabletop, some of the shelled shrimp has been saut¨¦ed with tons of garlic.

    "I guess that''s Cress''s preference over that one"

    That said, Satya handed me a dish with finely chopped meat or green or red vegetables I had never seen on top of a thin dough made of flour.

    Exactly, without questioning his long-time partner, Cress rounds the dough and takes a bite.

    "Oh. It''s not hard...... not really"

    Perhaps the sauce I was wearing had a spicy taste. Given the price of spices in Folio-Farina and the Kingdom of Tidrac, it''s a hell of a way to use them.

    However, the spicy taste of the sauce is neutralized, harmonious and flavorful with vegetables.

    "I see. Is this something exotic, intercultural..."

    Common sense is important, but that''s not everything, and it''s something that changes depending on people and the environment.

    King Eldrick took Cress on a long journey to make him feel it.

    Most of all.

    "It''s spicy, but it''s delicious!

    Watching Allena eat a deliciously bright red chicken stewed dish that conveys so much spiciness, it also seems silly to think about the difficult things.

    Cress then reaches for the sausage with the grilled eye.

    The texture was crisp, juicy...... though.

    "Oh, that''s..."

    "Oh, oh..."

    "The sausage is filled with chili..."

    It was hard.

    Even the sausage, it was hard.

    "That''s a great country, this is..."

    Not yet, I can''t say it''s good to be here.

    Because we have only just landed, and we have not even witnessed people who are slaves to be freed, not to mention to achieve their purpose.

    But my great grandfather also has an experience where he has never been and never did.

    If you think about it, will you be able to say it''s a good memory after a while? Yes, Cress was feeling it.

    Return to the ship from the tavern, evening.

    In Captain Even''s captain''s office, discussions were brought.

    Participants were Cres, Alaina and Petra. And only Captain Even. Since representatives of each group (party) were gathered, that was enough.

    Lela doesn''t get involved in the story, and she''s on her way to investigating local martial arts quickly.

    "I''ll check."

    Standing alone, Captain Even looked around at everyone with a tough face that increased his risk and said in a harsh tone.

    "Our aim is to free slaves on a farm. It''s about bringing back seedlings and seeds from our specialties."

    "One more thing, my master told me."

    "... returning without the dead."

    Don''t let the dead out, free the slaves, take the seedlings home. Yut had told me before I left that the priority was in this order.

    From Captain Even''s point of view, you''ll want to say it''s sweet, but Petra will try so hard to make you comply. Perhaps the same goes for Cress and Alana.

    "But the liberation of slaves manages to win"

    "From my master, I keep the money. Money isn''t the only thing I keep."

    "Oh. I wish I could use that to make it easier..."

    But Captain Evan''s complexion is not excellent.

    I mean, it''s the same as buying out a farm in the matter, but if a farmer who is fat and only has a stiff eye responds to it, is it something like a quinquennial? Opaque that officials in this country may acknowledge the deal.

    "Originally, slaves want to free everything -"

    "Cleric, he can''t do that."

    "- I know. That''s the only way to get new people interested in the country."

    backlash from vested interests, accompanied by the liberation of slaves. Social confusion. Confusion of the freed slaves.

    It''s impossible to rule them all.

    "But if you''re a master..."

    "That is the exception to humanity."

    Not a metaphor or anything, but Yut had already put his foot on the floor of God (the blackmail), but no one had an accurate grasp of the fact.

    Even if you are not there, it is this assessment. I have no objection.

    "But Captain Evan. I want to make sure of one thing. Is that Moreno farm and its environment that bad?

    "I''ve never extended my legs to the Verga Empire, but it''s the humans or the monsters that rule. There''s only that degree of difference."

    Even in a sip with the Southern continent, there are various countries and towns.

    The expedition arrived at the port town of Casteo, the gateway to the Kingdom of Estadio.

    It is not even familiar with the form of national dominance, but what is important is spices and sugar. that gold is a specialty and that large quantities of slaves are used to grow and mine it;

    A man named Moreno, whom Captain Evan had made a deal with, owned a vast farm near Casteo and used hundreds of slaves to build tremendous wealth exactly like cowhorses.

    Captain Even wants to free that slave from personal circumstances, not from his martial arts.

    Yut wants to get seedlings for a crop that is banned from export because it is a specialty.

    The two interests coincided, making this an expedition.

    "From over there, we look like bandits! No, because you''re here by boat, are you a pirate?

    "... sure, you''re right"

    "But if anyone is suffering, I want to help"

    "So as a result, even if a man named Moreno is ruined?

    "It''s only a reward for what you''ve done."

    To Alana''s reopening and Petra''s simple and lucid logic, Cress loses the word of objection.

    Brewers where evil clearly exists.

    Still, man to man is nothing more than a collision between righteousness and another righteousness.

    "Well, I don''t know what I''m gonna do until I get to the ground."

    Captain Evan says, as he will take it.

    "In the meantime, an example farm person is a crossing over here. Just make sure you''re ready to make sure the worst happens."

    Cress nodded to the policy.

 444 Tabernacle Part 2 Justice and Justice (Medium)

    "Thank you very much, exotic. Yes, nothing, but don''t hesitate to eat."

    An old man with shallow black skin with white hair smiles full face, recommending to young people - Cress - a host of Southern dishes arranged on a low table.

    It seemed more sophisticated than the dishes in the baptized tavern a few days ago, and more elegant in flavoring - that is, understated in spiciness.

    "No, because I did what I deserved."

    Dozens of gazes are poured into Cress, as they gather not only the old man, but his family - not so much the clan.

    "What. What would have happened to me by now if I had been abandoned?"

    The perception remains that we are not doing a big deal, but Cress, too, in that word, did have to nod.

    And look back at meeting this old man.

    Grandson Kress, king of the Kingdom of Tydrack, was walking alone on the street of Casteo, wanting to think.

    If we go out into the city, we might be able to see something real about slavery.

    So I went out to the city with only a long sword, but in that sense, it was a shoulder blush. On the way, the more I regretted that I should have gone with Captain Even to the farm in question.

    The reason is simple. Seeing slaves all over the city was so rare.

    Most of the slaves are used on farms and mines. In some cases, former intellectual-class slaves are employed by aristocrats, merchants, tutors, etc., but they say it is rare.

    But that long sword came later, and it helped.

    Not knowing that, Kress decided to give up and do an exotic tour.

    Township with little pavement.

    Sand rose in the hot air, but the outdoor shops lined up on both sides of the road are filled with brightly colored fish and fruits, and the skin of people working in the open air and people travelling to the road is generally shallow and black, and the hair is noticeable.

    The outfit had many white-generated shirts and pieces, and instead, many had hand-embroidered objects. Maybe it makes some sense, Cress thinks.

    Basically the language makes sense, but from time to time an unfamiliar unique noun popped up, reminding me that this is an exotic place for all sorts of things.

    As such a cress walked through the street, he encountered a place where this old man was being attributed to several rough men.

    Cress, who naturally broke in, lightly drives away the men who unleashed the onboard knife (Cutlass) with a long sword.

    And if the old man is invited to his home to thank him, this situation. Kress was here after a bard (Byrd) was about to sing in the pub at the end of the day.

    On one side of the wall is decorated with giant tapestries never even seen by Cress, and a golden candlestick is distributed at the stronghold.

    I also knew that the carpet where Cress was sitting now was a luxury item just by touching it, and the cup in my hand was also made of silver.

    (No, more than that...)

    More important than such visible luxuries is that they are relatively comfortable in this burning country.

    The stone indoors will be blocking the tight sun and alleviating the heat with trees planted in the wide garden we saw before entering. The air was dry and the discomfort was not so great.

    It just doesn''t come in hot air that blows from time to time, sweats are going to dry in an instant, but it definitely did.

    Maybe there''s some other wisdom in life.

    And being able to carry it out meant that a likable old man was quite a bourgeois or powerful man.

    "I love hearing stories about my travels, my foreign guests. It''s painful to ask such a favor of a benefactor, but I was wondering if you could tell me something."

    "... to that extent, be happy"

    Carefully, Cress, who had his hands around bread pinched with ingredients in thin fabric, interrupts the meal and speaks out.

    But the voyage itself has no major trouble and we can''t talk about Archeron, so we shift to the Hundred Layers Labyrinth and Folio-Farina stories early.

    Also, that''s right, I can''t even talk about the Falv militancy.

    It''s so absurd, and in the first place, it wouldn''t be a joke, such as getting drunk and missing the final.

    For this reason the old man was very pleased, although limited.

    "I gave it to my son now, but when I was younger, I ran a farm."

    And as an old man, it''s classic in a way. Turning to the story above me.

    As for Cress, the development of a wish or fulfillment.

    But as the story progressed, that sentiment blew up.

    "Now you''re burning your hands at the escape of the slaves. When I was younger, it didn''t happen."

    "Ha..."

    Cress can''t say anything.

    A while back, you would have taken a seat by cursing me. No, I might still have been stunned by a view of too different values.

    "A fugitive maniac - I think it''s a mental illness."

    Yes, speak with an indescribable look.

    An old man, who seemed to be a good man of this man, who helped him out of the lurch, looked like another creature altogether to Cress.

    "This is going to be a tough task to look at."

    Far higher than his own height - perhaps about the same as the rock giant (Jarloot) - Alaina looks at the cane stem and says it as impressed.

    Sugar cane would be twice as good as hers if they fit up to the leaf part.

    You can describe it as huge. I can imagine it would be a harsh labor just to harvest it.

    "Yeah, that''s why we''re using slaves."

    But are you accustomed to that sentiment, the man who guides Alana and several priests (Priests) and cleric warriors answered flatly.

    Alana accidentally held her fist tightly. No, it''s not just Alana. The same goes for her men who accompany her. The man who manages the farm says it as a matter of course, so he was slightly detoxified, but it took a lot of effort to get angry.

    "I see."

    Alana says yes to a word back, so make the best of it.

    Forget even this heat for a moment.

    "I can''t tell you the details, because the work after the harvest is also heavy labor. You can''t do it without slaves."

    Captain Evan and Petra visited to negotiate the purchase to a farm run by a man named Moreno.

    Allena and the others were accompanying them and touring the farm. Aside from sugar cane, he also grows spices such as chili peppers and common produce such as tomatoes and potatoes, but he wanted the site to force the harshest labor.

    For when you take the last resort, you may say you are doing reconnaissance.

    In terms of personal strength, she''s missing now, but Lela''s out of the group. Next, Cress, and then what about Alana and Petra?

    But with the exception of the sailors, it is Alaina who holds the greatest fighting power. The Hellenonian cleric warriors under her command exert great power when in need.

    Therefore, I accompanied him in wanting to see the reality, but it became a test for building patience.

    "Do you mind if I talk to the slave?"

    "Right. Me too, because I have to take my seat off a little...... Selah!

    When a man speaks up, there is a sound of people approaching from beyond the sugar cane fields.

    Less than a minute later, a young woman showed up.

    "I''m going back to the administration. In the meantime, deal with the customer. Don''t be coarse."

    "... Yes, sir."

    When the man who gave the order to stay said hello to Alana and the others in such a soft tone that he did not think he was the same person, he left the place behind.

    What was left was a slave woman called Serra.

    Her face is in neat shape, but she is not in good health. Before that, it lacked vitality.

    Brunette''s hair can be damaged all you want. He wears dirty clothes so crude that he doesn''t know what the original color is.

    "It''s Alana North Tin. For one thing, frankly I ask...... if you can get out of here, what do you think?

    "I don''t know..."

    Serra, bewildered, looks around with a burnt face in the day.

    If I answer honestly, I don''t know what will happen. At the same time, we cannot work disrespectfully on our customers. It''s the plank.

    "Ah. I didn''t mean to get you in trouble..."

    "There was a man who''d asked me that, but I''m still here. That''s the answer."

    "Ah. You''re Captain Even, aren''t you?

    Serra''s black eyes open wide to surprise.

    Apparently, it was a hit.

    "I want you to think I''m one of Captain Even''s people...... So, what do you say?

    "Well, I''d love to get out of hell. The next thing I know, it''s gonna have to be worse than here."

    "Well, at least I can promise you a normal life."

    Hearing the words, Serra let her eyes shine... never.

    He gives a look of giving up on a face lacking hope and shakes his head like a hundred million bucks.

    "Stop making me feel extra. Besides, I''m not leaving here alone."

    "You''re being presumptuous."

    "You bet. This is how I deal with my guests, so I treat them. And yet you can abandon us all"

    "Yes..."

    Alana complains unexpectedly.

    It was the same with her men.

    "The opposite pole of justice is justice..."

    In this country, the possession of slaves is legal and I guess this treatment is normal.

    Therefore, the users of slaves adhere to the law.

    But this deed is evil.

    That''s how Allena cut it off.

    "The opposite pole of evil is good"

    Defeat evil and do good.

    It didn''t take long to make that decision.

    "Ooh. You want to buy my farm?

    "That''s right. The whole thing."

    To Captain Even''s offer, Moreno, the Lord of the farm, turns his gaze sharply as a snake and as sticky as a Namekuji. Where is the sincerity of it? What are you talking about? How can we maximize our own interests?

    With the kind of gaze we were exploring it, Petra in attendance felt it.

    (If I had a master, I''d smile and crush him!

    I don''t even realize that at some point the ratings are yuut-centric, and Petra gets that feeling.

    A luxurious, immense mansion adjacent to the farm.

    Petra, along with Captain Even, had come to negotiate with the main Moreno of the farm in question.

    "Aside from the fact that I can''t, I''d like to know why"

    "I can''t tell you the details, but I have a stable way of coming and going."

    "I see, I see. So instead of buying out traded goods, he said it would be more profitable to make and carry them himself"

    "That''s what I''m talking about"

    It may just be because of the preconceived notion that the other person is a person who tortures hundreds of slaves, but it wasn''t going to be a decent negotiation.

    In the first place, it was only for the time being that Captain Ibn, who had completed the arrangements for replenishment, tried to negotiate. While I think it would be nice to have a piece of gold on it, I don''t really think I can handle it just knowing about Moreno.

    Unfortunately, that''s what we''re talking about.

    I am rather suspicious of the sudden offer from Captain Evan, the Gentile in question, even if it is Moreno and even if there was a deal. Then I guess I won''t immediately try to say no because I''m sensitive to the smell of gold.

    I just built a big farm in one generation, and I have a good nose. In my head, I seemed busy calculating my losses.

    You can tell from this reception room invited that Moreno is a person who is good at making money.

    It consisted not of the traditional conditioning of this country, but of goods that would have been carried from Folio-Farina. In other words, luxury goods from ships will be arranged at all costs, and how much financial power do we have to collect them?

    Most likely, this would mean an exotic room in this country, but from Petra''s point of view, it''s only a common tone.

    I can only see her as an adventurer escorting Captain Ibn, because, in fact, she is the courtier of the congressman who ruled the world''s largest city, Folio-Farina.

    More than that, there was someone to watch out for.

    Behind Moreno, a giant who refrains from uttering a word.

    The body was black as painted with ink, and the muscles tended to thrive. His eyes are sharp, and he''s wary of this one - no, he''s intimidating. Exactly. I don''t know what to get because I haven''t brought in any weapons, but equivalent, I can (...).

    Back in the day, you wouldn''t have noticed. Valtrude and Allena and I work out every day.

    If it were a formula for doing everything in its power, it would be the largest wall.

    "But it was forbidden to take sugar laws out of the country. Giving the farm away is the same as telling the secret. No matter how much money they pile up, it''s not the right price to go into a cabin."

    "Then I have an idea. Only, what we want is ownership. The Lord on the face stays with you. You can build a mansion bigger than the city and live comfortably."

    Moreno said, once he had done his gaze down, he shook his head deliberately.

    "You shouldn''t lick an official. To that extent, if you could do a little research, you''d know the whole thing."

    "You just need to get your nose to work."

    "It''s not that simple."

    "Still this?

    Captain Evan moves the leather bag he left on the floor onto the table. From earlier on, Moreno cared a little, it''s a gold bag.

    "Ooh..."

    When the contents were smashed, Moreno raised his voice unexpectedly.

    I can''t help it. White gold coins worth about 10 times more than gold coins. Because it''s spilling like desert sand.

    This alone would be worth as much as hundreds of slaves owned by Moreno.

    "I brought this as a setup."

    With all that money in front of him, Captain Even told him to be nothing.

    In fact, it''s not my own money. If it''s for a purpose, it''s not a waste of money.

    But Moreno''s reaction was cold.

    "¡­ please pick it up"

    Look Captain Even straight in the eye - I mean, look away from the white gold coins - and say with a loving laugh.

    Petra is surprised by the unexpected development, but on the surface, she tries to fix it as nothing.

    It was the same with Captain Even.

    "... well. See you soon."

    "I just wanted to say no... but Casteo humans don''t have the doors to close against their guests."

    I said no, but have inclusions.

    Petra did feel the gaze from Moreno dropping off with a tongue-in-cheek look, coming from behind her back.

    At the same time, the murderous gaze from the man of the escort, also.

 445 Tabernacle Part 2 Justice and Justice (after)

    "Did that happen..."

    "Well, exotic cultures have to be respected."

    "And whether we forgive it or not, it''s not the story!

    Cress, Alaina, and Petra.

    Once again, the three men gathered in Captain Even''s cabin will tell each of them what they saw and heard. It''s already late at night, but nobody''s making it a problem. Not so long ago, it was shocking.

    And it gave me a uniformly difficult look - it was the same with Captain Even, who knew the circumstances well.

    "Well, Serra..."

    Are you sad or happy?

    From the face engraved with traces from numerous voyages, it is difficult to read emotions.

    Don''t go into personal circumstances, Alana confirms the policy.

    "Well anyway, what do you do there?

    "Of course, I want to help!

    "Right. I know it won''t be a fundamental solution..."

    Then again, that''s the way to go.

    Once again, where the objectives could be confirmed, the agenda reverts to normal.

    How to free a slave from a man''s farm called Moreno.

    "I''m going to Moreno''s a few times. At that time, make contact with Serra and tell her you''re here to help."

    "... Aren''t you suspicious?

    "Very, very suspicious."

    If you tell it, believe it or be suspected, it is inevitable that it will become a rumor among the slaves. If so, Moreno is more likely to be alert.

    "But I want to take precedence over that."

    "... well. More than that, should we be able to get you to move when we''re going to help"

    Kress also agreed to the policy.

    Saying that an exotic human, with little edge or itch, came suddenly to help, would just end up being suspicious. Then take some risks. But you better hope.

    But things move far beyond expectations.

    "Let it be, Captain!

    "Get in."

    Captain Evan responded instantly to Knock''s call from the outside.

    I tell the sailors not to let anyone through.

    I mean, it''s an emergency.

    What came in was a sailor apprentice boy who was able to communicate with Archeron''s son of his will.

    He was at Arkeron''s waiting offshore until earlier, and when he returned to the ship aboard his son Arkeron, he said he came across something strange.

    "A woman came running in and said she needed to talk to the captain."

    "Woman?"

    Captain Evan, always sedentary and calm, stood up unexpectedly.

    "Yes. I''m Selah. I told Evan I''d know. That''s all, but you don''t look like you''re lying, you''re so desperate."

    "Where are you?"

    "Yes?

    "Where is Selah?"

    He jumps up on the spot, not a metaphor, and sees a sailor because his leg injury was terrible.

    A sailor apprentice boy had told him that much, and Captain Even had popped out of the captain''s office like a deserter.

    "Is it spring?"

    "It''s romance, isn''t it? Right?"

    Serra said she couldn''t escape alone, the reason she escaped alone.

    Approximately the thriving women, Cress couldn''t help but feel ominous.

    "Surprisingly, that was fast."

    Cress, standing on deck, said as he captured a group of people approaching the ship with enhanced vision with Satya''s spell. There is no tremor in my voice. Totally as usual.

    "Thank you to Lord Serra for letting me know."

    In the shadows of the night, it is a movement of more than a hundred armed groups. It''s a rather slow walk to be vigilant, but if you look consciously, you can''t possibly even notice it.

    Alaina, to whom no spell had been granted, also felt signs of an approaching group - you could call it the army.

    "Hey, why not? How can you stay flat?

    Serra, who tried to escape with her life and informed me of this raid. Although there was an ironic circumstance in which the watch on slaves was diminished because of sending out private soldiers, we arrived earlier only because the soles of our feet ran through so much that they were blurry.

    Even so, if Captain Even took me out to the deck, there was a man and a woman looking at it as a matter of course.

    Anger, confusion won''t be necessary either.

    "I wonder if it''s because I''ve had the experience of fighting people who were called heroes."

    To her like that, shrugging her shoulders, Cress replied.

    Among other things, King Alsace and his grandfather Eldrick. Or, if Ray Cruz had a comparable presence, he would have definitely floated.

    But that''s not how they see you, and there''s no sign of such a strong man in the first place.

    Most of all...

    "Well, there''s no such thing as a sudden battle against demons in Naruto."

    "That''s an odd encounter! I, too, have that experience!

    - In the sense of experience, Alana and Petra were more out of standard.

    "Is that it? You two have more harsh experiences?

    "It''s okay, Cress. Normally, all of a sudden you don''t go to Nara."

    I''m not bragging about my misfortune. I know that, but what about as a man, who seems more at peace than two women?

    Such a cress, Satya can fool.

    Looking sideways at it, the slave woman - Captain Evan with Serra''s shoulder - said abominably.

    "This is my mistake..."

    "Maybe you showed me white gold coins?

    "Does that mean you''re here to take it?

    Alana tells me it''s such a short circuit.

    Moreno''s movements were so awkward that Allena shrugged her shoulders, far from the word "far-fetched".

    "Maybe it just wasn''t attacked on the way home."

    "Anyway, the rest of the ship is with me... but did you think"

    The recovered Cress also nods to Captain Even''s speculation.

    This is not the case if you are choosing the means.

    "I want you to drop me off. We have to get back to everyone."

    "Huh? It''s going to be a fight. Don''t put me in danger."

    "Fight? Aren''t you going to run away?

    Serra glances at Captain Ibn''s face wondering what''s going on.

    After all, I just thought it was something to get the ship out and get past the raid.

    "We''re here to take the humans from that farm and take them to the North."

    Make sure you''re ready, like you''re ready.

    Captain Evan, slowly, clearly, to Serra. Tell everyone on deck.

    "So the summer bugs that fly into the fire are that way! Defeat those guys and march to the farm. Give me the treasure and I''ll go with the triumph."

    To Captain Evan''s proclamation, Cress smiled.

    Ever since I came to this country, I''ve been bewildered for a long time. At the end of the day, simplicity won''t punish you.

    That seems to have been the same for Allena, who asks sailors to gather the Hellenic cleric warriors dispersed on the ship.

    "Wait, wait. For your information at this time, I have a letter from my master¡­"

    Along with a lot of cash, the envelope Yut gave to Petra.

    There was a piece of paper in there with his own advice, if only it would be helpful in an emergency.

    Petra retrieves the letter she held dearly without letting go of her skin and checks the contents with a small light lit with little magic (cantrip).

    "... That''s right, Master"

    It was noted, a last resort.

    They tell it to him, and no one but Petra is confused by him. No, I doubt my sanity.

    "Where and when? What makes you say such insane things? It''s like a lunatic delusion."

    "The insane man was able to use magic drugs (potions) for your injuries at all costs."

    But if it works, it''s more efficient than this - more importantly, it''s painful.

    "Absurd indeed, but that great magician (Arch Mage) wouldn''t make such a suggestion without a chance"

    "Yes, sir."

    "It''s okay, because it''s a master''s operation!

    "... you bastards! We''re leaving the harbor! Sail! Because it''s night, it doesn''t matter!

    Having had a quick meeting and unloading the Cress on the ground, Captain Even leaves the Tubassa to run the ship to the sea at night.

    All the way, under Emperor Turtle Archeron.

    "Did they notice?"

    Despite the night, several ships leave the port to slip.

    Seeing that, Moreno''s head of escort, who was leading a private soldier, realized the failure.

    But at the same time I was aware that I had a chance to redeem my honor.

    "There''s still one left. Just get that one and Master Moreno will be delighted."

    The morale of the private soldiers led by the man recovers as he sees it.

    A glowing noble ship, even in the midst of the dark night. If you get that one, there''s more to make up for the failure you couldn''t take away the white gold coin.

    But they should have noticed.

    Why, there''s only one ship left.

    Even if it''s impossible, such as running late.

    "It has been given to us by the Hellenonian god and we are looking at the Tubasa and so on and so on!

    "It was Lady Valtrude who gave it to you..."

    "It''s a trivial thing!

    Two girls stood in front of the indiscreet Moreno private soldiers. Behind it, moreover, he also refrained from the Clerical Warriors of the Hellenonian God.

    "If you want to get in the way, don''t let him live."

    "Even if he''s alive, if he gets caught, he''ll just be enslaved"

    Petra steps forward and faces the man of the escort she meets in Moreno''s mansion.

    Cress and Satya are accompanied by Captain Even and others to engage in a fateful operation. In other words, the only battle forces here are the Alanas and Petra''s people (parties).

    "But it''s better than dying."

    "No, it won''t"

    Petra pokes at the Magic Gear (Magic Item) and the Demon Spear of the Knowledge God (Spear of Zeras) conceded from Yut.

    "Fireball"

    And the spell that was in the spear was unleashed.

    Though the man avoided his hair, the private soldiers behind him, they don''t either.

    The flames go wild with the roar, illuminating the darkness all night long.

    "Bye."

    "Hih, it''s fire!

    Next, fireballs were also fired from the ship, about 100 metres away, and landed inside a group of private soldiers.

    Indeed, the fireball spell unleashed was one. But there are multiple explosions, big explosions, knocking down an elephant.

    One was a magician (wizard) named Nella. The other is a flamethrower firebomb fired by Degal, a Dwarf bandit (Rogue), from a stone thrower (catapult) on the Tubasa, but the raiders have no reason to know.

    Besides, it wasn''t that close.

    "It is to go!

    It''s not Alaina who misses that gap.

    He storms with the priests (Priests) and cleric warriors. It''s like being stung in a state of disruption, and there''s nothing more I can do about this.

    (Over there, I''ll take care of it)

    Then, Petra targets a man who shudders in front of her.

    Feeling the will, the man who returned to me reassembled the Lunar Knife (Simitar) on both arms like a rock, relative to Petra.

    "Goldom."

    "Petra Chernov"

    Each other, raise a name.

    But that''s all. There is no need to exchange words.

    It was Goldom who took the lead.

    Swing the Lunar Knife like a storm and gently push Petra to the side of the fight. If it weren''t for the spear of the magic fixture, it could have been cut off from the pattern.

    On the contrary, however, it meant that we were able to deal with a series of strikes that went unnoticed.

    Compared to Valtrude.

    No, it''s a shame to compare.

    It''s not a comparison.

    Petra was feeling her own growth as she calmed down every blow of the Lunar Knife that caused the storm.

    That is by no means an illusion.

    "Hey, hey."

    Petra, who has received a double knife, steps forward big as it is, and steps on the goldom.

    A little girl bounces off a chunk of black muscle. A feat that cannot be achieved by force alone or by skill alone.

    Between us, we can distance.

    Spear time.

    "Ha."

    "Let it go."

    Petra sticks out the spear quickly and Goldom defends it with a double knife.

    Earlier flip.

    But Petra is not going to make it the same until it turns out.

    A fast, sharp storm of penetration, focused on the tip of the limb. It won''t be fatal, but if you screw up your defense, a series of attacks will lead to fatal injury. The spirit of Goldom is rapidly shredding.

    I can''t help it. We must also care about the private soldiers we have led, and the heavy pressures of what happens if we fail. More importantly, I guess a warrior using a spell was unexpected.

    (Wins)

    Petra, on the other hand, was only thinking about crossing the wall in front of her. If you beat this enemy, you can feel your growth. Therefore, the aim is just to win.

    "Win and have your master listen to you!

    To Yut, I have a lot to say.

    The same goes for my gratitude for saving my mother. I haven''t said enough yet. I also want to tell him what I think of his hometown. I would also like to report on my work at the Primary Education Institute. I haven''t even been able to mention the celebration of winning the martial arts club in Falve.

    That, and more than this. If you win this battle. If this adventure succeeds.

    I''m sure I can tell you. Gain courage.

    "Hey!

    With that thought on board, Petra screamed. No, I could yell.

    Abruptly breaks down a series of hits and for a moment, bends his knee.

    As it was, he used a spring all over his body to unleash a special thrust.

    "Whoa whoa whoa. Let me!

    The aim is the heart.

    But I won''t let you.

    Gordom, who realized it, went forward the other way.

    Aim for a match. If you''re dead, all of you.

    At the will of the warrior, wave the double sword down to Petra.

    But it doesn''t arrive.

    I thought I''d pierce my heart. The blow passes by Goldom''s side, and Petra runs through it with me.

    I took the back.

    Petra jumps up on the spot and sidetails dance in the dark night.

    Keep it up, flash the spear of the Knowledge God. Strike down Goldom''s temples strongly with a stone poke, how the giant sinks.

    A blow.

    Just settled in one blow.

    After this, we were supposed to overlap the offense even more.

    I don''t even use spells.

    Petra was in reverse confused by the fatal hit (critical hit) settlement.

    (Is that it? Light, I won)

    Totally, is Petra dyed by Valtrude a good thing to gain courage with this degree of victory? Just a little bit, I was on my way.

    "Kuhihihihihihihiya"

    Moreno, sitting on a capped bed of incoming ships, laughs a luxurious reminder.

    After all, one was immersed in delightful delusions, whilst being a cup of lead, the superb grape wine that had been carried from the north.

    "With that money, I can expand my farmland. No, is it a good idea to buy out an extra farm? Low revenue, but foam money. Expanding potatoes and tomatoes..."

    Moreno loved farm management from the bottom of his heart.

    It has already gained enormous wealth from South-specific produce such as sugar cane, pepper and chili. But he wanted to expand it, operate it more efficiently, and reap more.

    I remember the simple and pure joy of innocently scaling up and increasing yields.

    The thought might have resembled a simulation game.

    So I didn''t intend to get on Captain Even''s offer from the beginning.

    But that money is a shame.

    To eliminate those two transgressions, Moreno ordered the private soldiers to go out.

    Naturally, it''s also a criminal activity in this country, but there are as many ways to get rid of it as possible.

    Already, in Moreno, that white gold coin belonged to me.

    "No, I wish I could buy slaves. Damn, slaves these days, they don''t. It''s troublesome if you have to choose right away."

    With that said, my voice is playing.

    Now this moment was the culmination of a man named Moreno.

    "Hmm? It''s not like it''s noisy outside"

    Rather than outside, inside the mansion?

    Even if I didn''t clear my ears, I could hear something like an anger.

    "Damn, what are you doing..."

    Gordom must have come back from work. Still, it''s too noisy.

    Moreno opens the bedroom door, surprised that no escort or servant will come to tell him.

    A messenger who tells the bottom, without knowing he''s there.

    "I''m here to get seedlings and seeds from the produce."

    "What!? Why aren''t the slaves here?

    In Moreno''s ear, her words do not reach.

    I just saw a beautiful woman in shackles with iron balls on her shackles, and she was cheering up.

    "I''m not a slave. I''m just doing a typology when I hear they''ve created the means to fight even in this state. Though it''s my style."

    "Oh, my God, you know that!

    It was a cry of the soul.

    If a third party were here, they must have had Moreno''s shoulder.

    "More than that, why did you let a woman like this through! The escorts, what are you doing!

    "I''m asleep. Instead, I put him to sleep. Because your husband keeps your seedlings under control."

    "Naturally. There''s no one left on my right."

    "Well, I''ll say it again. Give me that."

    "Can you do it!

    This, too, was a cry of the soul.

    If a third party were present on this occasion, they must have supported Moreno''s correctness.

    "Without even imagining a counterattack to this extent, did you send out soldiers? You grew up blessed."

    But the Divine Divine Divine Body of Power (Avatar) tells you that you deserve it mercilessly.

    As a guardian, this degree of return of interest is natural - but I thought so.

    Follow a parallel line, a conversation you can''t even say when your mouth is torn from discussing.

    There, an intruder with a weapon appeared.

    "Die."

    Guardian warrior slashed from behind.

    Lella, not even turning around, shook up her foot with a stuffed leg and struck out with an iron ball that came with that stuffed leg. Go on, shake your own legs down too.

    It''s a two-step kick.

    "Fighting in the South. It''s horrible."

    "Chi, chi, chi"

    No, there''s no way, Moreno would have wanted to say.

    But I can''t say anything more.

    Because, like a cat, they grabbed the root and carried it.

    Man and beauty with double the difference in weight.

    Nevertheless, the beautiful woman approaches the window, wondering if she had lifted Moreno like a bag.

    "This is the third floor. - Stop, stop, stop."

    Did you think you could throw it away from there?

    Moreno makes a scene without himself or the world.

    The reaction was only half correct.

    Out the window, you''re right.

    But with Lela grabbing it. I mean, Lella took the moreno and jumped.

    "Now, may I show you where the seedlings are?"

    "You can do that...... what sound is this or?

    The sound of a faraway thunder sounds, and the earth is shaken by shin and shin.

    By analogy, giant footsteps?

    Lella smiled flashly as she anticipated the ¡°source of the earthquake¡±.

    "The slaves, though left free beforehand..."

    I should have been told something I couldn''t listen to.

    But Moreno was in the realm of oblivion.

    "Nhehe. It''s flashy and good."

    The farm fence was lightly broken and a ¡°source of earthquake¡± appeared.

    Huge head. Huge eyes. Huge mouth. Huge methyl.

    Huge, huge, huge beings.

    It was Archeron the Imperial Turtle, who had crossed the sea and walked on land.

    Traveling island.

    Archeron the Imperial Turtle, worthy of calling it that, opens his mouth wide.

    It was a ship that came out of there.

    Try to lean against the building to avoid falling, and a trading ship that has crossed the ocean stands on the ground.

    Slaves staring at the sight.

    This situation if you go outside in fear, even though the beauty in shackles and shackles was about to exceed the tolerances just by overthrowing the watch.

    I don''t know what to do.

    "Guys. Whoever wants to go to New Heaven and Earth, get on this ship! I don''t have time to get lost!

    A voice similar to the anger heard from the deck.

    To too many things, they were slaves whose movements had stopped altogether, but they returned to me when they heard a familiar voice.

    "What are you staring at! Hurry!"

    Serra''s annoying voice.

    It would be an unscrupulous situation to move quickly, but it is a one-of-a-kind opportunity. I was wondering if you were going to fake it.

    I want you to take care of this place.

    "You...... Okay, I get it."

    Sella gave way to a voice called from behind, bewildered.

    I don''t have time to ask.

    "Thanks"

    He smiles transparently and moves until Cress is on the deck.

    It was dark and not clearly visible, but I heard the noise and found the slaves coming out to solidify in several groups.

    "I''m, I''m called Cress. Just an adventurer."

    Neither the name of the Kingdom of Tidrac nor the prestige of Eldrick prevail here.

    From the scroll, Kress called out to the bewildered people, asking them to use the theoretical spell of delivering their voices far away - The Voice of the Wind.

    Tense, my body trembles.

    Hundreds of people are destined for the words to be spoken.

    I''m doing it big time.

    If it fails, what happens?

    When I think about it, I almost tremble to my voice.

    "I can''t say I fully understand your situation. I can only imagine that the struggle would be hard to put to the brush tongue"

    I almost realized I was scared, at that moment.

    On a trembling hand, another hand was overlaid.

    Whose hand is it? I don''t even have to be sure.

    I still squeezed my tiny, trembling hand, and Cress yelled.

    "But let me dare say it. We have come to save you!

    No reaction. There is only confusion.

    Still fine, Cress goes on.

    "The new heavens and the earth we can prepare are not ideal places. I will struggle with it accordingly, and it will be difficult to do so accordingly. But now I can live a better life. That''s all I guarantee."

    I''m pitiful.

    There''s no way to be sure now. We just need to talk about a better economy.

    Even with that in mind, Cress couldn''t lie. I didn''t want to throw up.

    "We can''t come all the way out here to help ourselves. You''d think so, wouldn''t you? Correct. I think the suspicion is correct"

    Valtrude Istas.

    She would have been more confident and spearheaded people.

    But I can''t be her. I am, I am.

    A lot of people told me that.

    So I do the best I can.

    "But it''s good because it moves beyond the profit and loss account. Don''t believe someone. You can doubt me. But I want you to believe that there is good in this world."

    Silence ruled the world.

    One minute goes by, two minutes goes by.

    Cress felt it longer than that.

    Eventually, pounding and blurring happens. After a while it began to elect a clear will.

    "Oh, oh, I''m going!

    "But if you do that..."

    "No one''s stopping us anymore. Don''t you?"

    "Yes."

    "That''s right!

    And then, already, the expression hitting an avalanche spread the perfect sight.

    Make sure everyone gets on board, and Archeron swallows the ship again.

    Then, gently continue along the sea, towards the far north.

    Beyond the sea and aiming for a new heaven and earth, they will be called "the first fugitives¡±.

    Legends like fairytales spread secretly, even when banned, and later, helped support the slave liberation movement.

 446 1. Hyun Chul Conference Far East Branch (Previous)

    "Val, Mr. Alcia. I won''t be back for a while, but I''ll take good care of the brave ones, so stay safe."

    "No, no, no. That''s what Zhuyin says."

    "Leave it to me."

    "Jonah too."

    In front of the Dimensional Gate (gate) opened by Dal-Lukash, Yuut holds his head in the tales of the longest dating childhood friend and Albino girl.

    The blooming cherry blossom trees are also very sad now.

    Yut, Akane, and Jonah travel to Earth to negotiate with the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    Alcia, with her crimson eyelids removed, narrows her eyes to those three interactions.

    "Jonah, listen to the two of you. Don''t push yourself, too, Mr. Acorn. Yut... right. I believe you."

    "I wonder what. I know you''re going to be impotent anyway, but I think they''re telling me you''re going to keep it clean."

    "¡­ in concrete terms, I wonder if that will happen"

    "Let''s just say it''s conscientious."

    As for the conversation between newlyweds, what do you think?

    As a yut, I can''t help but lean my neck, but the thought is interrupted by Alcia''s modest voice.

    "More than that, yut kun"

    "Hmm?"

    "I think I''ve forgotten something."

    "Forget something...?

    The question was out of my mouth, but that''s only a reflective one. The look on Arcia''s face - nagging, dyeing her cheeks - was the answer.

    "Uh-huh."

    One cough.

    Continued one step closer and while Exile was glad Larsia wasn''t around anyway, Yut held Arsia''s shoulder.

    "I''m coming."

    And mouth on poor lips.

    Both Valtrude and Acorn. Of course, Jonah won''t say anything.

    A passion to look and pretend not to look existed for Yut''s wife, fianc¨¦e and self-proclaimed future Fourth Lady. The youngest girl had her eyes shimmering.

    "Now you''ve got our ring up and running. I think it would help if we went over there. Of course, though it''s best not to use it."

    Valtrude holds Acorn''s hand while smiling at Alcia for the first time.

    "I was relieved that you would hold Yut''s reins. Nice to meet you, Acorn."

    "It''s unusual for Val to joke -"

    "Yut doesn''t know what to do when he looks away."

    "I meant it!

    When I am told so far, I cannot remain silent, even as a yut. How little credit do you have?

    "You didn''t do that weird thing when you left Val"

    To look for objection material, Yut recalls past lines.

    When I went to Li Kutua, I moved the Kagras here.

    Zeras, when I gave you a second reward from God, I wished for God''s coming.

    When I had a date with Verga, I was hypnotized.

    "... sorry. It was my fault. Be careful."

    "What happened less than a minute ago?"

    In a depressing yuut opponent on the contrary of reflection, Acorn''s clinging also lacks glory.

    "Too much effect makes me feel like I''m doing something bad..."

    With a slightly troubled look - and that''s it again, it''s cute - Valtrude looked up at Yut.

    "Don''t worry, I can''t."

    "That''s right. Even I''m worried Val won''t be helpless."

    "So let''s worry about each other. That way, I''m sure you''ll be fine."

    "... Val is an occasional genius"

    With that said, Yut holds his beloved wife and kisses her.

    Keep it up, plenty of minutes.

    The two did not wander, but became one.

    "Next, kiss"

    "I don''t."

    As Yut and Valtrude leave, Jonah snaps.

    But I played Jonah''s forehead with my finger and declined the favor I didn''t.

    "Ugh."

    "But you can do it for me, right?

    "Acorn, sloppy"

    "Come on, brave man or Yona, you just have to choose which one"

    "There, I want you to choose me."

    Or, just like Alcia or Valtrude, Jonah could be obstinate.

    As a compromise, mouth the acorn''s forehead on the forehead.

    "While I''m over there, I''ll take it"

    "... it''s a declaration."

    While smiling bitterly at the aggressive Jonah sometime later, the Yuts crossed the dimensional gates to Earth.

    Yuts traveled between worlds in an instant.

    On Earth, for weekdays, the house only has a colon of dogs. As if to fill a period of inability to see him, Yut works in skinship.

    Jonah enjoyed brushing with me, indoors but throwing the ball and playing.

    Akane also photographed the look on her smartphone and enjoyed it in a different way. If Larsia was there, she''d say, "You''re a couple of similarities! I might have been."

    It was such a sight that my real name came across to pick me up.

    "... Sempais, do you remember what you came to do?

    "I''m here to hang out with Colo"

    "To play"

    "To shoot."

    "Yes, sir. I''ll be there."

    - After the interaction, you will get into the car of your real name, which was paused in front of the apartment.

    Yuut in the passenger seat of the hybrid car, Acorn and Yona sat side by side in the back seat. Plus, there was an emerald-colored tablet there...... a makina was placed.

    "Ladies and gentlemen, it''s been a long time"

    "Oh. It''s been a long time since you''ve spoken, Makina"

    "On Earth, you won''t stay in conversation either, professor. Well, I don''t hate to hide my strength this way either. You can avoid trouble."

    "Something not poisoned by that?

    "The online world is vast, but information-gathering is complete"

    Without treatment, Acorn smiled bitterly. No, not exactly, is it too late?

    In the meantime, to the intriguing Jonah, hand Machina over.

    "Oh, you mustn''t stick there"

    "Where?"

    I hear weird interactions from behind, but, well, it won''t break easily.

    Yut asks his true name, as he remembers, fastening his seat belt.

    "Even though it''s a weekday, what about school?

    "Well, when a brave man hears it, it feels subtle. It''s not what I could have said."

    "Don''t worry."

    While adjusting the position of the mirror in the driver''s seat, he says his real name is nothing.

    "It doesn''t matter how many days you attend."

    "That won''t be the case, Master. Actively interact with your classmates. At the very least, I have to talk to you during the holidays or attend school events. A friend of mine in high school is a friend of mine for life. Because I installed the call app and I don''t use it at all."

    "... while we haven''t seen each other for a while, you''ve become like a kang, Makina"

    "It seemed like a trend as a result of collecting information online, so I tried to be a mom"

    "What kind of epidemic?"

    Instead of being a country away from the world, it doesn''t change that this is home. Hopefully, not much has changed and I''m just glad it''s there.

    "So, I''d like to make a fundamental confirmation."

    "Me too, I''d love to hear it."

    "You have a license?

    Yut and Akane raise questions in silence.

    "It''s okay. You have completed equivalent training courses. We do it on the ground, no problem."

    "No, because it''s not the answer"

    "Plus, there''s a license that''s real and identical. This will no longer be the same isotope as having a license."

    "Are the neutrons different..."

    As you flatly forge your driver''s license, after all, the Hyung-chul Council is also a super-legislative organization.

    My real name, too, may be trying to tell it again. Would a favourable interpretation pass?

    "Well, no matter what, Zhuyin has an engagement ring, and Jonah''s psychic powers are fine, and what can be done about it?"

    "You don''t have any credit"

    "I want you to win the credit for driving in the future."

    "I see, that makes sense"

    Leaving room for Yut and Akane worries, the hybrid car of his true name moved out smoothly.

    Driving skills seem certain as per self-declaration, without being weirdly suspicious of behavior, and continue on the road during the day of the week as it should be.

    "Another fundamental confirmation,"

    "What is it?

    While I think it might get in the way of driving, now is the only time to talk. Yut asks his real name beside him.

    "Is it good that the only thing that picks me up is my real name, which means I want to hear in advance what I''m going to tell the great guy?

    "It''s good to guess and helpful. It helps that this is usually the case."

    As always, a lot of words.

    But for Yut, on the contrary, it was the preferred narrative.

    Going now is the Far East Branch of the Hyung-chul Conference.

    Acorn, as Yut''s partner. Jonah, who can''t even lose her power on Earth, is half forced to accompany her as a bodyguard.

    "It depends on the flow, the content changes..."

    There''s a way out of them, so it''s really fluid there.

    Therefore, the work is adjusted so that it is okay to not be able to go back for a while. But you can''t guarantee me that you''ll be okay when it gets back.

    "Besides the usual dimensional gates, having the means to come and go. That my father and mother would emigrate. What products do you want from the Brewers in future deals? At the very least, I want to tell them and rub them together."

    From the window of the car, which goes well without traffic, I got used to it - nothing special - looking at the landscape, Yut said.

    "Is it a secret about oil?

    "Unless there''s something wrong, I won''t talk."

    "If you feel you can trust me more than you expected, or vice versa, if you see an attitude of trying to make a profit, let me flinch you with a bluff..."

    "If either of them, I hope it''s the former"

    "I think it''s okay. The Branch Manager is a discerning person."

    I know I''m not going to wave from Yut, and my real name goes down my chest.

    But right after that, my smile stifled.

    "It''s okay, Yut"

    Jonah, who was obsessed with makina teasing, looks up and says:

    "If the other one comes down, I''ll break it"

    "... Totally, Berserker."

    "It''s supposed to be an old man."

    I don''t intend to bring up force, but it''s not troubling.

    Nevertheless, it is true that we want to establish and continue a friendly relationship.

    "If there''s nothing I can do, I''ll rely on Jonah, but I''ll take care of the timing."

    "Okay. I expect a reward."

    "Right. Let''s have dinner somewhere outside today."

    "Ugh. Well, for starters,"

    I''m dissatisfied, but I didn''t seem to beat my appetite.

    "Speaking of which, will you also send me home?

    "Apparently, you''ve earned credit."

    No heart or pleasure, says the true name holding the handle.

    "Then I want you to stop by City Hall on your way home"

    "... may I ask why?

    "Let''s get married and go home."

    I said it like it was nothing, but actually, it took a lot of courage. Wouldn''t it be hard if the surprised real name misoperated the handle?

    "Brave man..."

    "Because of you. I''ve never seen anything real."

    Of course, there''s no denying acorns.

    Loosen her cheeks and reddish her face as she strokes the gray hair of the albino girl sitting next to her.

    "Congratulations again"

    "Isn''t it again, my lord?"

    My real name was finally able to say so and I couldn''t respond to Makina.

 447 2. Xianzhe Conference Far East Branch (later)

    Take the yuts, and the car goes to the city centre.

    I also used the highway, about an hour. Some time after Yona got tired of sleeping, the hybrid car stopped in front of a modern office building.

    "Arrival. Good luck, everyone. Oh, Machina, don''t talk anymore."

    "It''s terrible. Because I''m about to pack the design of my beautiful girl icon."

    "Either way, it''s a different course of action."

    "Well, we should be over here for a while"

    Akane, who told him to take it away, gently rocks Jonah, who was wearing a knee pillow.

    "Mm-hmm."

    She gave a slightly grumpy voice and the Albino girl woke up.

    Stretch out loud to loosen your body and put a small question mark over your head in an unusual situation.

    I usually almost sleep twice, but not today, when I have a mission to protect Yut and Akane. Jonah, who followed Yut out of the hybrid car, quickly activated some psychic powers.

    Unlike theoretical and divine spells, even on Earth, far from the Brewers, no restrictions seem to exist when it comes to psychic powers. Self-reinforcing with Tactical Sites and Force Screens, which detect ambient anomalies, Jonah inflates her nostrils and puts her in the mood.

    On this planet, not only acorns, but also yuuts are weak. Neither Valtrude nor Arsia can, the Exile is too big and Larsia too small.

    We need to protect both of you.

    (... I don''t know what you think)

    And Yuut, reading what Jonah seemed to think, smiled slightly.

    Indeed, high staircase spells cannot be used, otherwise there are restrictions. But in my previous stay, I was getting the hang of it. Assuming the worst, we have both spells and scrolls.

    You can''t rely on the youngest girl.

    (Well, I don''t even need to water Yona''s motivation)

    In the meantime, I can''t help thinking about the worst. We''ve come here to discuss this.

    Looking up at the building that sets the stage, Yut thinks again.

    "... big, you were an organization"

    I stood at the entrance and said about the twentieth floor looking up at the likely office building in a smudged tone.

    "Where did you think they were taking you, Sempai"

    "Something about a western hall where people are dying, or a mansion where there''s going to be a murder."

    "anachronistic"

    "''Cause it''s an organization that studies spells and stuff, right?

    With that said, Yut asks Akane beside him for his consent.

    But childhood friends just have an ambiguous grin.

    I''m more interested in agreeing with Yut, but the guard at the entrance is looking at this one. It was hard to tell the truth in that situation.

    "Well, let''s go anyway"

    Makoto leads the way and steps into its office building - the Far East Branch of the Hyung-chul Conference.

    I guess there was a prior circular. A guard bowed deeply and welcomed the Yuts.

    The entrance is quite large and there is about a school athletic field. The ceilings were high, quite vivid, and many people were crossing. It''s more like a hotel lobby that I lived in at one time than an office building.

    Just as they were observing their surroundings that way, so were the Yuts, also seen by the people at the entrance.

    It''s not because Yut dresses his usual robe in a flashy dress called Black Dragon Cloth.

    Sure, acorns are skirts of checks on knitwear. I''m pretty sure Jonah also stands out as Yut because of the presence of denim in knitwear that feels similar to it.

    The gaze directed from the people who go out is awe.

    In fact, the entrance, which was deliberate shortly after the Yuts stepped in, was now creepily quiet as well.

    Normally they only look like salesmen and OLs in suits, but they are also mysterious people.

    "Brave man, you''ve been watching so much."

    "Do it?"

    "Because you don''t have to do it"

    Feeling uncomfortable, he took the lead of his real name and moved to the reception.

    So he confirmed his appointment and was taken to the adjacent elevator hall. There are many elevators alone, and we wouldn''t have gotten there without guidance.

    While losing so much and the elevator arrived and controlling Yona with yut and acorn showing interest in the do and button, the real name operated.

    After just a little floating experience, we arrive on the top floor.

    While their real names are opening the door, the Yuts descend from the elevator.

    But his real name didn''t try to follow it.

    "Sempai. That''s it for me."

    "It is."

    To the true name he says while holding the tablet aside, Yut returns his words in a sorry tone.

    But I have no choice. The original girlfriend is a first-degree magician. I don''t suppose there''s any way a person on the field could be present at the negotiations.

    "Really, I''ll send you home. I''ll wait downstairs."

    "I mean, say something weird and don''t be like you can''t pick me up?

    "Isn''t that natural?

    I left a reluctant response to the end and the elevator door closed.

    When Yut looked back, a woman was coming who would be a guide in place of her real name, and she had a surprise look on her face.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    "Dear Heavenly Grass Brave Man, Migi Zhuyin, you''re Yona. My name is Kuraki and I am Keigo Kaori''s secretary to the Far East Branch Manager. Thank you very much for your time today."

    "Nice to meet you, it''s heavenly grass. Today, thank you."

    "Nice to meet you. Okay, here we go. The fragrance awaits."

    A row of silent walks down the hallway illuminated by calm lighting.

    I quickly got to the heavy wooden door and opened the door with fingerprint authentication and card keys, so I didn''t have to hear from Akane about my plan to fully secretary coordinate the Dal-Lukash terminal.

    "Welcome to the Far East Branch of the Hyung-chul Conference. My name is Keigo Kaori, Branch Manager."

    "Thank you for your help. I''m Heavenly Grass Brave."

    Far East Branch Manager.

    In other words, the head of the Hyun-chul Conference in Japan.

    The person and the yuts met for the first time.

    "It''s a pleasure to meet you, Heavenly Grass Master"

    "... you''re a pain in the ass"

    "Terrible. Originally, I would have to kneel...... According to the report, if you do that, you may go home."

    Yut smiles bitterly, Akane is surprised, and Jonah naturally strains her chest.

    "Brave man, Heavenly Grass Master."

    "... well, let''s not be tough"

    "Well, I''m afraid, just say so"

    The fragrance, this is also one of the sacrificial techniques, bowed his head and invited the yuts to the reception space attached to the corner of the branch manager.

    Yut sat in the middle of the couch as recommended, with Acorn and Jonah forming on its left and right.

    The only person sitting face-to-face is the Fragrance Branch Manager.

    Strange situation that doesn''t look like a business meeting or an interview. Strongly speaking, is it a workplace tour or something?

    "You think you''re young."

    Not unexpectedly, the man named Keigo Kaori feels young compared to the impression he receives from his position.

    Hair trimmed with a haircut, dressed in a pungent suit, reminded him of an up-and-coming businessman or a slightly magnificent politician.

    "Well, that''s right. From image."

    To a man in his mid-thirties, it may not have been the dialogue Yut was supposed to say that seemed about between a boy and a young man.

    But the fragrance doesn''t look offensive, and laughs expansively.

    "This is what it looks like. The Hyun-chul Conference is a society of strength."

    One room in the apartment was in the middle of a likely large branch manager''s office, claiming implicitly that he was also a powerful man when it came to witchcraft.

    However, I know the level of the - that is, Earth''s - theoretical spells of the Hyung-chul Conference through my real name. Even the Branch Manager won''t be able to reach Petra.

    Most importantly, a person in a position to run an organization should not necessarily have to be good at witchcraft.

    "For that reason, a powerful old man sits at the top for a long time."

    "Well, it must be the same everywhere."

    Yuut shrugs his shoulders as he thinks of Vainamarinen''s face.

    Even the same old man, if he is Dean Mel, never mind me reigning for a long time. The problem should be personality, not age.

    "Sure, you''re right"

    Yut didn''t have to be insulted because of his youth because he was strong enough to be called the Great Mage (Arch Mage). He, too, as in this room, may have been in a similar situation to Yut.

    "Speaking of which,"

    Yuut cut out like a chat, watching a secretary woman named Kuraki serve tea and cake on a wagon earlier.

    "My real name - I''ve always annoyed the first-degree demon instructor, Makoto Qin, on my own. Thank you, too."

    "... I see. He''ll be glad to hear it."

    With an inclusive look, the head of the fragrance branch nods.

    Say hello, Yut drinks tea. I don''t know the details, but I found it purely delicious.

    Meanwhile, Acorn sitting next to him is leaning his neck to see what that meant for his current interaction. If you appreciate it, you think it would be nice to tell the person.

    Exactly, I don''t even realize that Yut''s special treatment of his real name takes care not to work against him. Also for trying to guess the other person because it conveys properly.

    Of course, Jonah was the same, fast-obsessed with the cake.

    "Best wishes. From that real name, I know you''re asking, but next time, my parents are moving to another world, so I''m glad you''re following me."

    "Yeah, sure. We have a lot of good faces."

    "Even with the disappearance of me and my fianc¨¦e Zhuyin, I need you to take into account."

    "Terrible. For that matter, I have been given precious literature."

    Friendly discussion, though it may sound a little white.

    No, Acorn sure, he''d think it was white.

    With such certainty, Yut turns sideways.

    "Brave man, what''s wrong?

    "No, anything"

    As a childhood friend, the fianc¨¦e girl was listening with a clear face.

    In the meantime, they''ll take care of it.

    "And one more thing. Apart from the way I was telling you, there''s a way to get here and there."

    "It is...... I''d love to hear more about it."

    For the first time on this day, the head of the Fragrance Branch changes his expression to surprise and corrects his residence.

    Are you really surprised? Or is it just a pose?

    Either way, I decided to tell him. What needs to be said, it doesn''t change.

    "Of course. Special magic tools - treasures (artifacts) now allow us to travel the world. However, it can only be used once a week for a few hours."

    "Is there only one thing about that treasure?

    "Yeah. You can''t make it, you can''t"

    Later, Acorn would call me "I thought it was a conversation between a bad deputy and a bad merchant".

    Continue the conversation as you pass your cake to Jonah subtly in order to gain some more allies.

    "I see...... Traditional dimensional gates can also be opened even if the Heavenly Grass Master is on Earth by specifying the date and time in advance, right?

    "Yes."

    "Then the usage method will spread..."

    I guess I''m thinking a lot of possibilities.

    Aroma narrows her eyes as she thinks while she mouths the almost chilled tea.

    But that didn''t last long either.

    "I understand that. It will not be significantly different from the status quo than the one in which the Heavenly Grass Master is monopolized"

    Although at branch manager level, it appears that the Hyung-chul Conference has decided to entrust Yut with the means of mobility with different worlds in the future.

    Plus, light.

    "Instead... not that I have one request"

    "Is that a request?

    "Yeah. Honey trap, that''s not what I''m talking about"

    That said, Fragrance Branch Manager laughs at Acorn.

    But she smiles back and says nothing.

    "I''d like you to be my honorary adviser. This is the general thrust not only of the Far East Branch, but also of the Hyung-chul Conference as a whole"

    "Honorary advisor? Specifically, what do I do?

    "Basically, we assume a position like that of an advisor. If you have any advice on issues that cannot be solved here or on the acquisition of efficient spells."

    I can, if I can''t, I can.

    But we can only deal with it when we come to Earth, and more importantly, the benefits are diminished.

    "Of course, we have rewards"

    I guess I perceived that Yut vibe.

    The manager of the fragrance branch said, spreading five fingers.

    "It''s a Japanese yen, about 500 million a year."

    "Oooh!?"

    Akane surprised me first, so Yut didn''t have to expose himself to ugliness.

    It was that much.

    "Of course, after taxes"

    Finally being able to reward him with one arrow, the Fragrance Branch Manager smiled and demanded a replacement for the tea and sweets from his secretary.

    "Pretty out of common sense, I suppose."

    "If you''re a sportsman, it''s not a rare or unlikely amount."

    "Sure, there won''t be anybody else like the brave ones."

    "If you don''t mind, I''d like to sign a contract with Miki, too."

    "Me too!?"

    Acorn was overtly upset by the unexpected pointing of the spear.

    Speaking of 500 million yen, it''s still an astronomical amount for a teenager. There won''t be just the same presentation, but even 10% will be distracting.

    "It''s just that if you do, you might not be able to trade in barter like you''ve been before, right?

    "I''m ready to move on to the next phase. Think about it."

    It might be better than poorly streaming the Brewers'' artefacts.

    But I really step on two legs.

    Jonah, who rarely toured Yut and also ate additional cake, used it to speak her mouth for the first time at this meeting.

    "You just have to do it. If you can''t, you can stop."

    "... well. Right."

    Not really, it''s not good to think hard either.

    First, let''s trust you.

    "So can you let me start about three months in a trial?

    "Thank you. Then the formal contract or terms will be the day again"

    The young Far East Branch Manager exhales as relieved.

    That, Yut felt the same way.

    As for face-to-face, this would be it.

    Other detailed stories, you can follow them. I get my marriage papers, I feed Jonah dinner, because the schedule is buried.

    Yes, the moment Yut floated his hips.

    The whole building sounded quietly.

 448 3. Unexpected Raiders

    "Ugh...... In the meantime, is the first gate clear?"

    The real name that sent the Yuts out exhaled at the same time as the elevator door closed. Bring it straight to the wall and close your eyelids for a while until the ground floor to immerse yourself in a sense of liberation.

    Whether there will be a common sense discussion. I don''t know that by my real name. After a moment, you may not even know Yut himself.

    Either way, I got out of my real name''s hands. And then, that Far East Branch Manager, he''ll do something about it. That''s what duty is.

    "Good Luck, Master"

    The tablet in my hand - though Makina worked for me, I can only nod small.

    A rare condition for a true name that keeps you nervous at all times and never distracts you. I was as usual until I broke up with the Yuts, but I mean, that''s all I cared about.

    "For me, this is the real deal. You might even rely on Makina for the worst."

    "Master, that''s not true. ''For us'', not ''for me''. Correction."

    "... lately, there''s been more and more plays"

    Touch your ponytailed hair and sigh small. I''m giving up, but accepting it, that''s another story.

    But on the verge of the elevator arriving on the ground floor, his real name corrected his posture and regained his dangerous face. Break time is over. We have to concentrate.

    At the same time as returning to the entrance hall, his real name looks around with an unhesitant and harsh gaze. But fortunately, I don''t see any anomalies. So far, no suspicious person seems to be confused or crowded.

    From the edge, she may hit it herself, but there was no one who could point it face to face with her, a first-degree magic instructor.

    In circumstances like Yut''s exclusive, the main task is to prepare and coordinate traded goods, but the qualification of a first-degree magician is not inexpensive at the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    Deeply built into mystery, it boasts superior physical spells and strength to withstand combat. Intelligence, magic, and strength. It''s an elite combination of them all.

    If I could point it straight to such a true name, that would be about yut.

    The moment I think about it, I smile on the heartless face of my real name.

    But it''s also for a moment. Tighten your expression immediately and be alert to your surroundings again.

    There were still about ten men and women in the entrance hall. All belong to the Explorers, the mainstream. They are not just officials, and even though the arms of a theoretical spell do not extend far to their true names, a stretch of combat training is available. Branch chief would have deployed some kind of force.

    Still, I can''t deny my anxiety.

    Even if it is difficult to develop a major force within Japan, it was almost unforgivable for an organization that is in the middle of an internal protest.

    Two factions have traditionally existed in the Hyun-chul Conference.

    The current mainstream is an explorer. A faction that recognizes, elucidates, and exploits mysteries such as scientific spells and monsters. Although his real name was not known, it was also according to this idea that he was to receive the Dimensional Mage (Plainwalker) Heavenly Grass Brave Man as his advisor.

    On the other hand, the controlling faction boasts forces that are nonmainstream but cannot be ignored.

    In contrast to the explorers, the mysteries are kept secret, and research is carried out but concealed.

    Doesn''t mean which is right and which is better.

    I only have one thought. It would be a strong organization, but at the same time, it is also unsound.

    But that''s also a normal thing. If there is too much conflict, the story will be different. Moreover, if there are even signs of armed beeping, it cannot be overlooked.

    (That too, I didn''t know you were going after Sempai by virtue of it...)

    If we hear it, we will deny it, but objectively, the dimensional magician Heavenly Grass Brave is divine.

    Once a month for many, he only shows up on Earth for about half a day, even if it''s long.

    If we''re going after him, this is a great opportunity now that talks are taking place with Keigo Kaori, the Far East Branch Manager.

    Motivation to target Yut, who is making a huge contribution to the Hyun-chul meeting.

    It was in the literature he brings in.

    Either way, it''s all interesting stuff. Sometimes the Hyung-chul Conference has been in a serious crisis over the allocation of gold coins initially given to it.

    Nowadays, the response to that is gone, but still, one book of books, a wave of swords. No, just one stone, but the research material is superior.

    Heavenly Grass brave man that brings it about.

    As an explorer, you''ll want to take it in, and as a controller, you can''t help but move to elimination if it''s a drama. Although it is only a radical group of controllers.

    Real forces were controlling such radicals from last night to this morning.

    With that, we also have a shady escort on Yut''s parents, and security around the Far East Branch, not this building itself.

    (In the meantime, is the control going well......)

    We will operate the makina and call the app to check the situation in real time.

    Operational objective, almost clear.

    Bad timing, no reports of the emergence of monsters that have crossed dimensions. There has also been no incident caused by the cursed article.

    No suspicious persons approaching the Far East Branch.

    So far, there seems to be no problem.

    I haven''t relieved the tension, but I don''t need to remain vigilant. My real name was just a little relaxed.

    At a time like this, I feel a little lonely just being alone.

    With or without talking from here, my real name takes it for granted that I might have had a wireless connection headset available, as Machina begged me to.

    I''m sure to listen to you, but even if you''re just listening to Makina, loneliness would have been lost. At least, back in the day - before I met Yut - I didn''t feel that way.

    (I hope it stays this way and ends without a thing)

    We have not communicated any information about the internal war to the Yuts. As it is, it will end without anything, which means it will remain a secret to Yut.

    My real name doesn''t even think that Yut would be harmed by anyone or any other shard. Of course, he''s human, too. In case it can happen, and it''s not omnipotent.

    I know that.

    On top of that, I can''t imagine where Yut gets hurt.

    On the contrary, he thinks that if he finds out Acorn or Yona will be involved, he doesn''t know what he''s going to do to the controlling rapid-forward group. I tried to handle it inside the Hyun Chul meeting to prevent it from overdoing it.

    This is based on a report from your real name.

    As far as his real name goes, although somewhat radical, Yut is a moderate figure who doesn''t like extra strife. Suddenly, it shifted to another world, where it gained tremendous power, surprisingly little distortion.

    (That, too, if someone close isn''t involved)

    If there were to be danger around him as well as him, we should not condone it.

    The view was right, but there was one missed.

    Someone close.

    There, the fact that the real name itself is included.

    "... is this the unit you''ve returned to?"

    When my real name started to be on alert in the entrance hall - and at the same time, Yut started talks with the Far East Branch Manager - about twenty minutes later.

    A group in military uniform hastily stepped into a building in the Far East Branch.

    I''m not a controlling man.

    This would mean that troops have returned who have finished fighting with the Rapid Groups.

    Even so, my real name''s face doesn''t clear.

    Khaki military uniforms did not seem very magician (wizard) or mysterious. On his arms, he manifests his affiliation with a bright red cloth wrapped around him, but in the Hyung-chul Conference, there is no such army of stamps.

    But my real name, I knew who they were.

    What has pushed me is a group here that had recently grown in strength, mainly first-degree magic instructors. So to speak, he''s a radical within the Expeditionary.

    I wasn''t planning on it, their sudden appearance.

    Neither the guards in front of the entrance nor the security personnel in the hall are bewildered and unable to move aggressively.

    "What can I do for you?

    Such peripheral perplexity, the true name moves.

    He rocked a ponytail that was a trademark and stood in front of them with a grand foothold.

    "Who are you?"

    Who does the leading man do the opposite to a real name asking about an affair?

    I can''t help pressing questions here.

    "1st Magic Commander, Makoto Qin"

    "Well, you..."

    Leading the way, a man of horn pruning.

    I''m guessing he''s the leader of this group. Rounded up, he didn''t look like a sorcerer, but by the looks of it, even Yut doesn''t look like a great sorcerer (Arch Mage).

    Even if the breastplate is thick and the hands and feet are as thick as a whole, it''s only a quick estimate to judge.

    "I''m Taganaguchi, the first-degree magician. I''m here for the Branch Manager."

    "¡­ the Branch Manager is visiting"

    "Oh, I know. Looks like you made it."

    Originally a small true name and a taigang of stature blessed like a soldier.

    When the two of them line up, adults and children. No, like giants and dwarves.

    But even in the form of looking up, the real name throws through harshness and without cowering a tight gaze.

    "If you''re a visitor, it''s a pretty difficult person. If you don''t want to spoil your mood, you should get it back out. No, come back out."

    "I told you, first-degree magic instructor Makoto Qin. I know."

    Not only in the fields, but the men who follow him - even though there was only one woman - are serious themselves.

    I mean it. Seriously, it seemed like I was going to meet Yut, not Branch Manager.

    They are also explorers. It should have been good, even if you didn''t suddenly come out by hard means, or if it was just a moderate visit.

    (Confident in convincing Sempai? Or hold down the branch manager and master the organization all at once?

    Whatever it is, it''s been pushing me from the front.

    I guess there are also calculations that make a coup a success, whether or not you have legitimacy in your own thoughts and implement it.

    "I don''t have such a brother-in-law, but I''ll advise you"

    He sighs small and his real name turns a sharp gaze at the intruders.

    "I don''t know what you''re going to claim from Sempai, but at least, you should stop trying. I''ll pay you back a hundred times."

    That is undoubtedly from the heart. Besides, it was targeted advice......

    "Ha. I''m not getting in that hand."

    Try them, it was just a provocation.

    At once, tension increases.

    His real name also gave up the discussion and set up an emerald-colored tablet - a maquina - to prepare him for battle.

    "We are the Rouge Empress. He who rises to transform the paradigm."

    At the same time as the declaration of the man who named him Tagang, the men in field clothes took out a heavy leather book - a spell document - and tore three pages apart.

    "Fireball"

    A dozen people release Fireball at the same time. On the floor, on the wall, on the ceiling. The causal recoil (backlash) is not taken into account and is bullshit.

    It was a flame marking the beginning of a battle to change the world.

 449 4. Level 1 Magic Commander

    An expeditionary group named Rouge Empress released Fireball in the Far East Branch of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    But there didn''t seem to be a specific goal. There is no direct damage to the personnel of the entrance hall, to the women at the reception and, of course, to their real names.

    There are traces of destruction on the floors and ceilings, and there are holes in the slightly higher wall that one person might be able to pass through. If that was a direct hit...... and enough to remember fear.

    Before that fear cooled, the building swayed quietly.

    Quiet, but long ringing.

    Earthquakes and the like are not uncommon in this country, which is in the collision area of several continental plates. But this building is the only one that''s shaking. Causes are also causal recoil (backlash), not earthquakes.

    The law of the world, the recoil of cause and effect that occurs because the earth itself rejects mystery. To avoid it, the Hyun-chul Council created a spell called The Sphere of Crown, the realm of clowns.

    Nonetheless, they Rouge Empress did not use The Clown''s Realm.

    intimidation and demonstrations. In short, show strength and break the hearts of your enemies. We adopted the best tactic of winning without fighting.

    "Get out of our way! The battle, this one''s not serious either!

    "It''s a third staircase spell. It would be understandable if it was just futile to resist!

    Rouge Empress faces, for real. At the same time, say proudly.

    I cannot help but agree with their true names, whether they are true or factual.

    Combat - If we were to force it through, a piece would have been attached in the preemptive Fireball. Besides, no one can even use a first-degree magic instructor, such as a theoretical spell on the third staircase.

    More than one overhead surgeon. It''s impossible to resist them calling themselves Rouge Empress.

    Except if you don''t rely on magic.

    Agents in the entrance hall simultaneously take their pistols out of their pockets.

    "Stupid."

    Even if they poke at the gunpoint over 10, the Tagans Rouge Empress won''t move. Instead, if there''s anything I can shoot at, I just ask them to shoot at me.

    "Stop."

    "Fire."

    Their leeway, not their vanity.

    The real name that felt ominous stops it, but it was too late.

    A bullet thrown out in a three-point burst is sucked into a group named Rouge Empress.

    But that never reached them.

    On the verge of touching the military uniform, I wonder if it was stationary in the air for a moment, flipping as if I had even rewound my time, and the bullet arrives at the archer.

    The scene that Verga suggested to Yut appeared.

    "Guuuuuuuuu"

    "Ahhh."

    It looks like he was wearing a bulletproof chock under his suit, and no one seems to have died instantly. But that''s the story at the moment.

    You''re going to be in unbearable pain, and you''re not necessarily going to have a life until rescue comes. In the first place, where does it come from, such as relief?

    "This, the spell..."

    One of the agents who instantly became a victim from the perpetrator says to gloat.

    It''s not impossible not to know. My real name is also, I have only heard of the existence of Sacrifice Alouds, an inverted arrow, from Yut.

    When I heard you used it in a one-on-one hundred duels, I think I said a lot. At the same time, I thought it was a spell that should never be spread on Earth.

    No stones, no arrows, no bullets. It would be outrageous if used on the battlefield, such as a spell bouncing off non-magical flying tools.

    That was demonstrated right in front of me, and my real name bit my back teeth after a clip.

    To such a true name, Rouge Empress leader Tagang speaks out at a completely unchanged pace.

    "Well, Makoto Qino. What are you gonna do?

    I don''t answer my real name.

    Did you see that as a roundabout, Tagang smiles - it only looked like a hunting beast - but makes a gentle voice out of it, as if it were softening.

    "If it''s possible, I''d like you and your facial acquaintance to work as an intermediary."

    Do you mean to take hostage?

    Or do you really want to negotiate with Yut?

    Or are you trying to avoid time and personnel drain?

    I can''t judge my real name.

    "Here''s another piece of advice."

    But there''s only one thing for sure.

    "It would be better for me to take you down here. You could die."

    "Well, that''s too bad"

    Tagang raises his hand and the men behind him turn the spell document.

    "Transparency"

    But prior to that, his real name activates the second staircase''s theoretical spell, Transparency. A chopped situation of ignoring the step of using the Clown''s Realm.

    But my real name is not alone.

    "Causal recoil, no problem"

    The spell of Transparency, also activated with the support of Makina, begins with a hand with a tablet, which in an instant erases the appearance of his true name.

    A sphere of light floated like a human soul and disappeared a few seconds later. This must have been the recoil of cause and effect this time around. Makina''s right, it''s a minor, negligible recoil.

    "Stand by! We''re gonna fight each other!

    Looking sideways at it, Tagang gives quick instructions.

    Even when it comes to transparency, it only works visually. I can''t turn the sound off. Also, you can be transparent, just for a few minutes.

    "Keep your guard down! Once you''re attacked and then you turn to counterattack, that''s fine."

    Defense against flying gear is complete.

    Naturally, there are spells that increase resistance to spells.

    I may be going to use the elevator to escape, but when it''s time for comrades to grasp the system.

    Then close your eyes to some damage and crush where they came from.

    Yes, judging in an instant, Tagang can be described as a brilliant commander.

    - Unless your opponent is your real name.

    "Whoa."

    Tagang accidentally raised his voice to the strong shock from under his feet.

    As it is, it falls from the back to the ground so that it can creep up. On the brink of it, an emerald-colored tablet dancing through the universe enters sight.

    "Grrr."

    From around the knee, there was a broken noise.

    They broke my joints.

    Heavy pain tells us that fact. At the same time, when I realized it, I was punching my head into the entrance hall.

    "Master, it''s terrible to throw."

    "Wouldn''t I be able to use both hands while holding you"

    His real name broke one leg of the harbor and he jumped and recovered the makina. The ponytail flicks big and creates some kind of fantastic sight.

    He landed straight on a thick chest plate in Tagang, faster than being grabbed by its legs, turned on a recoil and ran into the midst of a group named Rouge Empress.

    "Capture it!

    In this cross range, neither spells nor guns are difficult to use. Therefore, Tagang''s instructions, which he gave while trying to get up while eating up his teeth, are correct.

    Correct but inaccurate.

    Everyone is holding a spell document in one hand, and this makes it difficult to capture a first-degree magic instructor who moves smartly. Also, his real name is moving cleverly in anticipation of it.

    If Yut had been here, he would have had his head, "Don''t even have an avant-garde ready to run a magician (wizard) or anything."

    "Once you get your attitude together! Retreat!"

    Nevertheless, they are also not incompetent to name Rouge Empress.

    He returned to me with a drink from Tagang and retreated to his real name. Tagang himself was while being held by his companions, but as long as he took the distance, it would be fine.

    "Master, it''s 2-B."

    "I know. Flame Burst

    Chasing to the Rouge Empress, he again omits The Clown''s Realm to activate the spell "Fire Crushing Explosion" recommended by Makina.

    A flame emanating from the tablet covered the circumference of his true name with a thickness of 3 meters and burst.

    Don''t let falling allies get involved. Now, so that we can involve a lot of enemies.

    With the support of Makina, the difficult range setting was successful, but it does not guarantee even the power.

    "Is this the Spirit Circle Guardian Elemental Circle..."

    "When you destroy the control guys, you''re ready"

    The Spirit Circle Protector, also used by Yut and others, changes its effect due to the power of the surgeon, albeit on a low staircase. For this reason, the effect Rouge Empress is minimal, but nevertheless, sufficient to reduce the damage caused by the Burst of Fire.

    The group named Rouge Empress had succeeded in retreating to the wall of the entrance hall with their military uniforms burning and burning.

    The distance from your real name is about 5 meters.

    Hard to say enough, but both sorcery and shootouts are possible distances.

    "Are you going to kill me?

    "Are you ready?

    "Of course. But aren''t you willing to be hostile to Sempai?

    "... you''re right"

    Abominably, Tagang answered.

    After being poked at the drawing star, the pain from my leg becomes uninterrupted. It would also be natural to have a look like a bitter bug chewed up.

    "Have you ever thought about it? Why I am the focal point for negotiations with Sempai"

    The motion of the Tagang stops.

    I hear he''s a senior junior at school, but at the time, he said he had little to do with it.

    Really, that would be good.

    "Instead, I should wonder why Sempai is nominating me as his point of contact,"

    When he returns to Earth, he says it''s been a relationship since we first met, but it''s certainly an impossible story to make the point of contact a person in the field all the time.

    The other person was the only one who couldn''t go through...

    "Besides, don''t you mind this talking tablet?

    "You think it was specially loaned by the Heavenly Grass Master...?

    Seeing the other person circling his thoughts, his real name became even more convoluted.

    "Sempai keeps three beautiful women on the other side. Wouldn''t it be surprising to have one of your mistresses on Earth?

    That''s what I said, my true name laughing invincibly.

    "If I die here, what feelings do you think Sempai will have for you?

    Patrol.

    Tagang is not the only place. Everyone named Rouge Empress stops moving.

    That''s a marginal alarm.

    "Flight"

    In that gap activates the first theoretical spell of the third staircase activated by Makina.

    Don''t let them get away with it.

    "Ha. Is there some kind of stupidity that doesn''t run away in this situation?"

    "Makina, I won''t say anything extra"

    The Tagans put up a spell document, but it''s late.

    The real name and makina that flew in the entrance hall escaped through a hole in the wall in a straight line - opened by Rouge Empress in Fireball.

    "Chi. No, but it''s not a big deal."

    Like undoing that loss, a roar rang like a fireworks explosion as a causal recoil.

 450 5. Rouge Empress

    Even as the entire building sounded, guests visiting the Far East Branch of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) did not show any wolves.

    "Earthquake?"

    "Attack?"

    A Japanese twinkle in a certain sense of the acorn continues with questions that cannot even be said to be Jonah''s misunderstanding.

    There are earthquakes in the Brewers as well, but around Falve, where they are based, it is about as often as possible to say none compared to Japan.

    For an Albino girl, it''s more familiar with spell-borne attacks.

    "An attack is an exaggeration."

    "... he said his real name was waiting downstairs. Let''s see."

    This would have fully supported Acorn''s opinion when he was at home.

    Nonetheless, it may have been worth mentioning that Yut took out his cell phone without getting lost.

    But I couldn''t get in touch with my real name.

    "... out of range?

    For some reason, is this floor keeping my phone radio from getting to me?

    "No, it can''t be that"

    With his gaze, he asks to the fragrance of his interlocutor, the Far East Branch Manager, but what returned was a clear denial.

    Out of time, the adventurer''s account is proving to be correct.

    Let''s get confirmation in the security room.

    "Please"

    While looking at the back of the Fragrance Branch Manager moving to the phone at the desk, Yut confirms the spell he is transferring to the spell document.

    In anticipation of a raid - not that I was, but I''m quite prepared for a spell that can withstand one or two fights.

    Of course, it''s "quite" by the Yut criteria, so the more we put it in the common sense of the planet, the more excessive.

    But I couldn''t use it as it was.

    Sure, through his true name, he has mastered the realm of the Clown, Sphere of Crown, but in spells above the fifth staircase, a causal recoil (backlash) occurs.

    The troublesome thing about causal recoil is that the higher the staircase, the more powerful the recoil occurs, which is also random. I don''t know what''s going to happen.

    Moreover, he said there were cases where the surgeon was injured due to a causal recoil, as well as small but exploded cases. Unless it''s an extra stranded situation, you''d be right to weigh yourself down.

    That''s what I''ve come to the conclusion, and Jonah sitting next to me asks at the top.

    "Downstairs, go check it out?

    "Oh...... No, protect us here."

    "Okay."

    Theoretical spells are limited, and theological spells cannot be exerted because they are far from heaven or their original power.

    But psychic power is the exception.

    Of course, if you do something flashy, it will attract the public''s ears and eyes, but freedom is different just because it is not subject to causal recoil.

    In short, Yut thinks this is happening because the number of humans he believes in is different, but only hypothetically. It won''t even prove it.

    What matters is that Yona is the greatest force of war.

    If so, you can''t let it go for acorns either.

    Besides, it''s not like the other person is determined to be a human, but I didn''t want Jonah to hurt the human being on Earth. This would be a pointless ego.

    I am conscious. But, yet, it was also difficult to break it off.

    "Well, it doesn''t matter how many brave people you''re with."

    "It''s my fault."

    "I''m sorry. Something seems to be happening."

    The efforts of Acorn, who behaved brightly, and the kindness of Yut on it, were smashed in one word by the Far East Branch Manager, who said sorry.

    "Instead of the security room, communications to other departments, the outside world, are blocked. It''s likely that some kind of raid."

    "... that sounds like a tone of mouth you might have in mind"

    "Actually..."

    Are you prepared that you cannot hide through this period?

    Confess that there were forces trying to harm Yut, so he was running a repressive operation at the same time.

    "Of course, I have an escort for both your parents and those close to you. In this situation, you won''t believe me..."

    "If anything happens to my fathers..."

    "Brave man!"

    "... let''s do one thing at a time"

    He was still a yuut who was pointing his biting gaze towards fragrance, but regained his calm with a word of acorn.

    But the fragrance was not reassuring with it. So much so that Yut caught me seriously feeling death, but it continues due to the gaze from the Albino girl.

    "Clown Realm", "Message"

    From the spell document, The Clown''s Realm. Using the Message spell from a scroll, Yuut sends a letter to himself and Akane''s parents by means of a spell of science.

    They''ll be surprised, but they have to stop.

    Anyway, only conscious people can receive the spell of Message. We cannot send them to the dead. It is impossible to reply, but it will be a confirmation of survival.

    "... In the meantime, everyone seems to be okay"

    Make sure everyone gets a Message and exhale Yuut.

    "Good."

    "Then you''ll rendezvous with your real name, fight back, or escape."

    If her real name is engaged with the Raiders, rendezvous with her becomes synonymous with counterattack. In that case, this one would also be unavoidable.

    Of course, I''m not willing to lose, but I can''t deny the danger.

    The easiest part is getting out of it with Yona''s Teleportation.

    The problem is that you could lose your real name. Plus, it''s going to be a hassle later if we let the enemy get away.

    They all have lengths and shorts and are difficult to make an immediate decision.

    "... I''m on my feet."

    "That''s not..."

    "It''s better to have acorns"

    He was an acorn who seemed sorry for the troubled Yut, but Jonah clearly denied it.

    "With acorns, Yut becomes cautious"

    "I see. Shackles, you have a useful occasion."

    "Wait, that''s crazy"

    Akane finally smiles at how Yut says it seriously and unwillingly.

    But it froze quickly.

    "I''m sorry to overlap, but you''ll stay here"

    "Kuraki!

    "Of course, so is the branch manager. Yeah, a little bit now, and the comrades will be here."

    Kuraki, the secretary, who led the yuts to the branch manager''s office and behaved like tea and cake.

    She calmly uttered her own demands as she stood with her hands a blackening pistol.

    "... real?

    "Yona, don''t move."

    I was also concerned about the grumpy acorn, but stopping the Albino girl was first. Acorn was right, I didn''t know if that pistol was real, but if you do poorly, it could be unrecognizable as a weapon.

    "I know what it is."

    But Jonah is a faceless, flat voice, but I just didn''t tell her not to be ridiculous.

    It would be the only achievement, touching on Earth games and footage. Hopefully, I didn''t want to see the results in this way.

    "I didn''t know you had your guide..."

    "I''m not the only one, Branch Manager. We at Rouge Empress endorse"

    "Rouge Empress......"

    Acorn crushes his name unfamiliar to hearing.

    At first glance, I was surprised, seemed out of my mind, but no.

    (Rouge is French and Empress is English! or something, you think)

    I''m a long-time childhood friend. I can see the extent of it.

    It''s more helpful to weigh yourself down without putting it in your mouth than it is to feel nervous.

    than that.

    "Rouge Empress - Red Empress, or..."

    Associated from that is Verga, the red-haired empress.

    There is no evidence to show Verga''s association with them. But I didn''t even think it had anything to do with it.

    When I visited Earth before, I was young because of the use of my powers, and I was treading wondering if I couldn''t do much...

    Apparently, it was nothing to that evil demigod to the point of leaving claw marks on Earth. Neither did Yut imagine that the fire was about to burn now.

    "Me, too, I don''t mean it. However, if you agree with us, I apologize for any disrespect."

    "Well, fine. If you want to talk to me, why don''t you wait?"

    "Heavenly Herdsman! That''s..."

    Even now, Yuto looks at the head of the fragrance branch, who is likely to respond under his own responsibility. And from my own desk, I told him to go back to this couch.

    "But just one thing. I''d like to hear your demands first."

    In the meantime, Rouge Empress and I seem to want to negotiate with Yut.

    If so, I can''t take my parents hostage, etc.

    If it wasn''t a negotiation, if it was a threat......

    At that time, needless to say.

    "It''s more a philosophy of action than our demands, but it''s more about opening up our knowledge of witchcraft more widely. That''s so that even ordinary people can learn magic."

    I pretend to be calm, but I can''t hide my overflowing sentiments.

    Moisturizing his eyes with excitement, Kuraki speaks of the philosophy of Rouge Empress.

    "That''s not me, Mr. Branch Manager, shouldn''t I say it more up there?

    "Exactly. So, Heavenly Grass Master. We want you to lead us."

    "... what?

    "Be the supreme leader of the Hyun-chul Conference."

    That''s what we want.

    Kuraki continued to do so, opening his mouth wide in a half-moon shape.

    Like a fanatic, I laughed.

 451 6. Their Claims (Previous)

    "Make me the chief leader of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend)?

    More than unexpectedly, Yut unexpectedly looked at the Fragrance Branch Manager and the demands he had not imagined.

    "I can''t help but be surprised. All of a sudden, supreme leaders aren''t realistic."

    "That''s right, isn''t it"

    "Of course, if you can take it, I''ll make all the adjustments I can."

    "What!?"

    In the palm of the fragrance, Yut cannot hide his surprise. Besides, it wasn''t even the wind of a secretary posing for a barn tree or buying time. Half of them start to seriously consider it.

    "Southeast Asia and North America will figure it out. It is up to Europe to persuade us too. The problem is, it''s still the headquarters of the Middle East. But if Heavenly Grass shows her strength, she''ll be convinced."

    "Do you!

    I raise my voice, Yuut, that''s where I shouldn''t be.

    But despite being stuck with a gun, the fragrance branch manager drifts through it.

    "Didn''t I mention it? He said the Hyun-chul Conference is a society of strength."

    "Is that the problem..."

    It''s something that''s on the verge of being blackmailed and has no "problem with that," but it''s different from the flow I assume, and Yut held his head in a double sense.

    Even Jii of Vainamarinen whispers the demon in Yut, but he stops it because the angel in Yut is about to cry.

    If I do that, the refining of the crude oil I was asking for is going to be solved in a hell of a way, and more importantly, I can only be worried about what will happen to the planet.

    Siege may be something you think is far away, but it is also something you don''t want me to change.

    "In the first place, it is a product of a compromise in a sense that it will be difficult to request the appointment of an advisor and to invite him inside the Hyung-chul meeting."

    "... to Kaori, not with Rouge Empress, right?

    "Shame on you, that name was my first ear, too. No, I''m really embarrassed."

    Initially bewildered and upset by unexpected betrayal, the fragrance seems to be reopening for better or worse now. That would be because they found that even if they could harm themselves, they were unlikely to harm Yut, Akane, or Yona.

    "That''s a brave man."

    "Hey."

    "Both of you, I want you to stop reading the bar..."

    Yuut blurs as he looks at the Kuraki secretary who sets up his pistol, not Acorn and Yona who line up left and right.

    Are you even trying to confirm your intentions, there''s no way to stop a half-kidding story. The black, pitiful eyes behind the glasses are directed here as if to observe.

    "Well, if I held the post of Supreme Leader..."

    As if to attract its gaze and attention, Yut gently puts his legs together and performs thought experiments at the task of leaving from his mouth.

    "I can''t believe you want to publicize the existence of a theoretical spell. It has too much impact on society for me to judge."

    "Sure, it''s going to have a lot of impact."

    Finally, Kuraki came on a conversation.

    That''s not to say, but Acorn, who has completely regained his composure, raises questions with his neck clenched.

    "Really? No one believes it, rather than it''s a huge influence, right?

    "Then you''d rather be good. Even though, there are scams like a sci-fi cure that have no scientific basis. The magic is real. If it happens, it can give you ink."

    "Oh...... Well, I guess..."

    "And in Africa, the soccer club might have a magician."

    Not that it''s scientific versatility, but in Japan the so-called inspirational business practices are scams. It is to be said that such a thing does not exist.

    Meanwhile, even in some parts of Africa where Yut gave an example, a spellman may be arrested for fraud.

    But the situation is the opposite of Japan.

    Even though he is not a real magician, he has deceived his name into accepting a request, but he is therefore a fraud. In such a region, what will we be talking about now?

    "And then some soccer association got sued by a magician for asking a magician to win a game and the results came out, but no reward was paid"

    "There''s going to be a kamikaze."

    "If I''d been in Kyushu for two months, I''d have come of my own accord with one or two typhoons."

    In any case, the impact on society is too great.

    If that means going in the right direction, then neither Yut nor cooperation is vulgar. Of course, there are limited possibilities.

    But no matter what you think, you can''t be responsible.

    "Maybe that''s what you think."

    But Kuraki smiles glossy with his gun standing.

    That understandable attitude, on the contrary, is horrible.

    "But I was wondering if it would be too late to come to a conclusion after listening to my comrades"

    Yut nods slowly as he looks out over Kuraki''s shoulder.

    But that wasn''t an affirmation to her.

    "Frost Bolt"

    Tablet - A magic formation is projected from the makina, from which two cold-air arrows pop out and pierce the windowsill. But is it special glass, it doesn''t lead to destruction?

    "Master, do it again."

    "I know. Flame Burst

    The spell of destruction, which was then unleashed, caused a great crack in the window of the branch manager''s office.

    "Zhuyin, get down!

    At the same time that he shouts so, Yut pushes down the acorn and covers it.

    The moment Kuraki tried to open her mouth, to warn her, there was a sound of Balin and glass breaking from behind her.

    "Are you all right, Sempais?

    "Yona, do it!

    Kuraki looked back sooner than he realized that the crushing noise behind him was the sound someone had smashed.

    I looked back.

    Alarm that the building has been suppressed. preconceived notion that the toughened glass could not possibly be broken. An insult that no other than Rouge Empress''s Magic Instructor can use advanced spells like Flight.

    If we raise the cause of defeat, we won''t cut it - none of it is intrinsic.

    After all, she didn''t understand anything about Yut.

    "Psychokinesis"

    Jonah unleashes psychic power with depression.

    At the same time, the table in the reception space - with plates of cake and cups of tea on it - moved alone and crashed into the barn as if the invisible giant had thrown it.

    "Guh."

    Grooming like a crushed frog. It''s not a good voice for a woman, but Jonah doesn''t give a damn. The table doesn''t stop, either.

    Although it is a woman''s body, it is pushed gently as it is and transported across the wide branch manager''s office to the wall.

    Seeing that sight as Yut pushed him down, Acorn was associating himself with a snowy country snow truck. Of course, I''ve never seen the real thing, so it''s just an image.

    "This, this..."

    The pistol is also removed along the way - if you had it, you wouldn''t be able to make effective use of it - but a helpless captive Kuraki crushes it.

    I don''t know how you feel. But I don''t...... and Yut accidentally felt sorry for me as I held up the acorn.

    Such compassion is pointless to her, and I guess she shouldn''t.

    But this situation, where the body is perfectly placed against the wall while being held down at the table, still cannot help but be sympathetic.

    "Kuraki..."

    "Ha... Sempai is Sempai."

    "Exactly, Professor."

    The face of the Hyun-chul meeting is in a good mood. One - rather than one - was only, positively, but without any consolation.

    "Yut!"

    While maintaining Psychokinesis, Jonah, who gave him a special medal, was not interested in the dominated barn tree.

    Down off the couch, he circles in front of Yuut with Acorn''s shoulder in his arms and rewards him with sparkling eyes.

    "Thank you, thank you for your help."

    Even Yut has no reason to say no.

    With a different hand from holding the acorn, stroke Jonah''s white hair with a little force.

    "No deception."

    Seems a little different than the reward the Albino girl wanted.

    Mouth the discontent, but the usual faceless expression collapses, slightly loose cheeks.

    "He said he doesn''t have half my fianc¨¦e. Something to bone out just by stroking the girl''s head. That''s not normal."

    "Bad listening!

    "Sempai, I don''t need that."

    "It''s a crime!

    Yut laughs bitterly that this is a dogma.

    But if the acorn isn''t freakishly shocked, it''s this cheap. There will be as many opportunities to solve misunderstandings later.

    "Real name, thank God"

    "I''m not making a big deal out of it..."

    "Decoy moves to attract defenders are important."

    I leave the acorn thing to Jonah, and Yut comes close to the real name who broke the windowsill and jumped in. The Director of the Kaori Branch, just feeling sorry for him, was moving to restrain Kuraki by another means and free him from the Psychokinesis.

    "I''m not sure about that, but in the end, I''m sorry that I seem to have put the Sempais in danger"

    To the true name of holding the tablet in his chest and bowing his head, Yut smiles bitterly back.

    "Well, when I went that way, I also caused trouble in Verga relations. Come on."

    "That''s right."

    "You''re getting back on your feet fast."

    "Yeah. Anyway, we haven''t solved the case yet."

    "So is that..."

    Because there''s no other way, a secretary with his hands tied with a belt by the branch manager - the spell will keep him warm, I guess. It''s the right decision - while watching, Yut devises his next move.

    I was able to rendezvous with my real name, and I have no obstacle to escape.

    But escape here is synonymous with escape. Without a post-escape plan, I''d just send the problem ahead.

    "By the way, an armed group named Rouge Empress is approaching this way..."

    "Listen to what you''re saying, just listen."

    At the very least, Acorn alone would be relieved if Yona took me out in The Teleportation, but Yona would refuse to leave Yut. Maybe acorns.

    I have no choice. Just protect it. That''s all.

    "Hopefully, I wanted the Sempais to get away from this..."

    "Before that, Professor. Please."

    "Hmm?"

    "Your husband''s clothes and hair seem to have glass fragments attached to them. Please remove it."

    "Oh. Right."

    It is an emergency, but it cannot be left unattended.

    I''ll use the sleeves of the Black Dragon Clothes (Dragon Claus) to pay for my shoulders and hair.

    It was an act entirely from good intentions, without any shards such as the bottom heart......

    "I see. Wasn''t it a bluff"

    By my side, we just looked like we were hugging each other.

    "... in many ways, you seem to have lost it late"

    A bunch of people whose real names sigh and at the same time make footsteps and slip into the branch manager''s office.

    Among them was the figure of Tagang, whose real name broke one leg.

    "It seems true that you are the mistress of Heavenly Grass."

    Yut and first contact with Rouge Empress.

    That began with an unexpected indication.

 452 7. Their Claims (After)

    "Mistress...?

    "Well, now, that doesn''t matter"

    The true name that escaped Yut''s hand then retraces and turns to the impudent intruder.

    "I advised you earlier. When it''s in Sempai''s hands, he needs to die easy."

    "... isn''t my treatment too harsh?

    Nothing, I don''t mean to complain.

    I also have some awareness of what I think of my own actions.

    Besides, it would be an objective fact that Yut has more means of attack than his true name.

    So, that''s good. No, it''s not good, but I''ll put it aside for a second.

    From the guy''s mouth, he doesn''t mean that kind of rumor was circulating within the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    When that happens, your real name is Makina. No, because of that deception, my real name must have hinted at it.

    I don''t think my real name would do that with a joke or harassment. Did you use the bluff in battle or something? If so, I can''t help it.

    Yes. There''s nothing wrong with that.

    What does it mean that Acorn is not angry at all, even though he hears of his mistresses?

    On the contrary, "Oh, that''s what happened," he seems convinced. If you''re not convinced, give up.

    Jonah stares, expressionless, at Yut as she condemns him.

    But that means I believe it, and it''s an unwillingness to do so.

    "In the first place, there seems to be a misunderstanding"

    While supported by his companions, Tagano, the leader of the Rouge Empress, shakes his head and says:

    "I just want Heavenly Grass to lead us. Nowhere, such as for reasons of hostility"

    "Lead...?

    "Didn''t you hear his real name? He wants me to be the chief leader of the Hyung-chul Conference."

    "... I''ll lose my mind on Sempai''s self-black corporate swing"

    "That''s what I recognized."

    I''m no longer even willing to ascertain Acorn''s or Yona''s expression.

    How important is the daily deed? When my parents emigrate, I swear to my heart to strive for a more relaxed life.

    I can''t even say that now, though.

    Yut urged the intruders to continue the conversation with his gaze.

    "I am, Rouge Empress''s Tagohara. First, I want you to listen to us."

    While enduring the pain of a fracture, Tagano says this role is nonetheless not conceivable to others.

    They met a woman.

    She said she was a young looking, but intelligent and attractive, red-haired woman.

    Hearing it, Yut looked up to heaven unexpectedly.

    "I knew it, Verga"

    "Verga...... Redhead Empress...... Rouge Empress...... So the inverted arrow, the Sacrifice Arrows spell.

    "Inverted Arrow"? Does that mean the injured?

    "Huh? Yeah. In the lower entrance¡­"

    "Okay. I''ll listen, let''s move the place. Jonah, come with Zhuyin later."

    All of a sudden I was supposed to break the waist of the story, but Yut doesn''t make it a one-sided deal.

    When I decided on my own policy, I left the branch manager''s office without taking any notice.

    The fragrance that is the lord of the room, as well as the face of the Rouge Empress, cannot be stopped. On the contrary, the members of the Rouge Empress, who were supposed to have come aboard valiantly, gave way without a word.

    "Ahhh...... Brave man, you''re angry..."

    "Machina agrees with that view"

    That would be natural, too.

    Because even the long-time acorn of a relationship could only be dropped off. It doesn''t even seem like you''re forgetting me any more than you''ve taken care not to show the wounded...

    Only Jonah looked at Yut like that with an admirable eye.

    "Damn, that sucks"

    Meanwhile, Yuut, who left the branch manager''s office, made his way to the elevator with a quick leg.

    Its breasts are filled with regret.

    Verga was to come to Earth because of himself, even if not entirely.

    Even if I had no choice but to do so, I was confused by Verga''s words and could not contain her actions.

    In other words, the cause of this situation is on me.

    I kicked the floor confused as I waited for the elevator to come.

    Just then, the elevator door opens.

    I got in alone without waiting for a follow-up, and I was in a private room. So, take a big, deep breath to calm me down. I repeated that several times and by the time I arrived on the ground floor, I had always regained the yut of the street.

    Most of all, I saw the tragedy of the entrance hall, and I immediately frowned.

    "Clown''s Realm Sphere of Crown"

    Yut, who approached the agents who fell silently to the floor, activates a theoretical spell that suppresses causal recoil (backlash).

    "Clown Realm"

    Three times in total, not just once. The real names would have been surprised by the vivid arrangements if the humans at the Hyun-chul Conference had watched.

    But he doesn''t look proud of Yut at all.

    Continue to concentrate on your wedding ring with Alcia and utter the euphemism (test word).

    "I hereby swear that our love will be permanent -" Fully healed (all heels) "

    The Eighth Ladder''s Divine Spell, which heals the wounds of all his companions and restores their health, was activated without any problems even in exotic lands.

    The healing light poured down on the agents lying on the ground, healing the wounds as if they were even rewinding.

    It''s not just about healing. The traces...... revert to their original state until torn clothes and spilled blood are purified.

    Miraculous sight.

    But Yut never felt it, and gave thought to the thoughts of the goddess of death and sorcery, who could also be the co-producer of the ring.

    "I don''t know, this euphemism. How to activate and good, I feel the malice of Truss-Sink God..."

    Should I also say that I went too far for caretakers rather than malice?

    I finally smile back at Yut for thinking about that.

    Alcia used the Complete Cure for us to think about ourselves, but she didn''t regret it.

    We didn''t even think about keeping it warm for ourselves, but this is the best.

    regain consciousness and look at the agents who are strangely touching their bodies, convinced of the correctness of their own decisions.

    Alcia will praise you, too.

    "Sempai. Thank you."

    "Heavenly Grass Master. Let me thank you too."

    ''Cause that''s what I wanted to do.

    The real name that came late and the fragrance of the Branch Manager rush over to thank you orally, but it is Alcia who should receive it.

    "I beg you about them"

    "Right. At least let''s do that."

    "Me too..."

    "No, Makoto Qino. You should stay with the Heavenly Grass Master."

    "Understood."

    Though the injury has healed, there''s nothing I can do about it to the shock of getting my own bullet.

    The fragrance went out the front door to transport it to the breathtaking hospital of the Hyun-chul meeting.

    "Short Arrow of Reason (Force Bolt)"

    However, since it was locked, it was destroyed by the branch manager himself.

    "By the way, my real name. What happened to your mistress earlier?

    "Ah, Sempai. Senpai Miki and Yona are here."

    "It''s a stunning deception like a comic book, Master"

    "Shut up, Makina"

    I didn''t think it was as brilliant as I said, but the allegation of my true name was true.

    The elevator door opens and Zhuyin and Yona rush over here.

    "Brave man, were you okay?

    "Oh, no problem. But..."

    "What''s wrong?

    More problematic than the injured was that the elevator also boarded the Rouge Empress facade.

    Should I say bold or what?

    "It''s okay. It wasn''t a problem."

    "Well, if Jonah''s here, are you okay?"

    Perhaps we should praise him for not exhausting his opponent in the elevator.

    "Come on, shall we hear the rest of the story? That way, if you''re going to talk."

    Burned, building entrance hall.

    So, the Yuts again relate to a group named Rouge Empress.

    "Of course it is. That''s what we''re here for."

    After being luxuriously broken hips, the place changed, but Tagang remained the same.

    Yut regrets seeing him like that and wondering if we should have treated him together. There seemed to be blood on my head earlier, and I didn''t care that much.

    But Tagang talks again without worrying.

    I met the red-haired empress and told her what she told me.

    "From a concubine from outside, magic in this world looks like snoring."

    ''It''s not like it''s a snoring development. They''re holding me back. They''re hanging on.''

    "In other words, even though Kagaku and I have developed so much, witchcraft... in the words of the Lord, is it mysterious? I don''t see any reason to cover it up and hide it ''

    "On the contrary, it just seems foolish."

    "What happened as a result of hiding the mystery? Kagakugijutsu and they developed and instead hundreds, millions, tens of millions died? Even concubines, indirectly, say they''ve never taken that many lives. ''

    "Confusion? It Will Happen"

    ''Cause you affirm the tragedy that''s happening right now, huh?

    ''Yes, you''re right. No magic, no monsters. That doesn''t change the facts. It''s superstition. Cut it off because of your mind, but stay there.''

    ''There are many who, even with their mouths of fact, could not be regarded as crazy. The victim himself decided that there could be no curses, monsters, etc., and it would be numerous if it were too late''

    "Woohoo, tragedy. This is nothing but a tragedy ''

    ''It will be, it will be. Don''t be timid to make a sacrifice and do the right thing. This is justice. "

    ''So what do I do?

    "The concubine is a Gentile. All I can do is help. I give you some spells, and you can''t change a lot of people when you''re a professor of science spells''

    ''But rely on someone. Let the concubine bless you with that idea. Admit your helplessness because of your courageous deeds.''

    "Son-in-law. No, rely on Heavenly Grass Brave. Born in this world, there is no other person in the Brewers than the son of his man who excelled in sorcery."

    ''Right. First of all, show your strength. That''s how my son-in-law fell his concubine. "

    "Let the negotiations begin there."

    "Oh...... Damn, you mean that!

    It doesn''t resemble the evil demigod. No, even Yuut, who has been a lot of annoyance, is not going to compare it to Tagang.

    Nonetheless, Yut did hear Verga.

    Slutty as a girl.

    I thought of Verga''s face.

    Unrealistically lewd.

    "Did you mean that then..."

    I''ve told you that if you''re a yut, you don''t mind staying on Earth. Of course, it''s like Verga. It''s an aside of conquest of the world.

    Apparently, that wasn''t just a joke.

    "How much they liked it"

    Drive the evil demigod up to heaven.

    Yut feels so madly in love that he trembles.

    "Heavenly Master, if you can''t do that, I want you to take me to the Brewers in order to excel in magic. At least it''s a wish."

    "... ok"

    You have to take responsibility.

    "Oh, bye."

    "The answer is no. For one thing, I''m not going to make it happen."

    There are several incapacitating spells available in the spell document.

    Let''s use that and get it over with.

    That''s what I thought, the moment I set up the spell.

    "Celerity"

    A girl from Albino jumped into the center of the Rouge Empress members.

    "Seoul Wip."

    It then activates the psychic power, creating a clear tentacle from Yona''s back.

    Bruno Exdero, who had his hands behind him with pirates and was cowing Hardenturm. The psychic ability to defeat that evil merchant relentlessly defeats the face of the Rouge Empress.

    I felt something was wrong with Yut, and he probably bought himself a dirty job and got out. It''s a roll to clean it up without letting one scream and no resistance.

    I''m glad to hear that, but Yut''s chest was full of defeat.

    "Brave Man"

    If you noticed, Acorn was right in front of you.

    But Yut doesn''t react.

    On the contrary, I think about Verga.

    If this is not a defeat, what is it?

    "Brave man!"

    Acorn calls his name as he screams, grabbing Yut''s face with both hands.

    I stretched my back slightly as it was and lay my lips and lips forcefully.

    "Huh, cum..."

    Akane has her eyes closed.

    Yut also forgot to close his eyelids, staring at his childhood friend''s face, who had suddenly kissed him.

    I got used to it. For a while, I couldn''t see it.

    Love. She swore to bring life together.

    "Ha... What do you say? Are you out of your mind?

    "... thank you...... ok?

    "Of course. I told Val I''d take care of the valiant."

    The sense of defeat to Verga had disappeared beautifully.

    Yut smiles bitterly when he didn''t think it was this simple.

    But that doesn''t last long either.

    "sloppy......"

    A girl from Albino, who finished cleaning beautifully, climbed up her body. Climbing with even resentment about what would definitely be letting you get away with it.

    "Oh. Yeah. Thank you, Jonah."

    "There''s something more important than words"

    "Well, as for the special theory, I guess that''s the way to think..."

    What reward should I give Jonah?

    Yut was facing the next trial.

 453 8. After the incident

    "You got into trouble early on..."

    Yut exhaled for a long time with his fatigue as he mouthed his hot coffee.

    The fiery Spirit Prince Il Kanjual, the Demon Gods (Demon Road), the Murgush God, Ray Cruz, etc. who are indispensable in the death fight against the mighty enemies have also never had more spiritually depleted experiences.

    All today, I guess that''s also why you''re mouthing sweet coffee with sugar and milk instead of the usual black coffee.

    As for Yut''s personal preference, I''m quite reluctant to call this drink coffee.

    "Are you saying you were involved or targeted? The brave man was really liked by that crazy empress."

    "I didn''t think you were leaving nail marks all the way to Earth... But, well, it''s alarming."

    To Akane sitting face-to-face, Yuut, who says embarrassingly.

    Objectively, maybe not so much, but at least, Yut himself seems to feel something of a grudge.

    "It would be nice if we solved it. That too, in just one day."

    "That''s right..."

    Yut''s unsweetened attitude may also have something to do with the fact that he was not involved in post-processing.

    After Jonah literally slapped Rouge Empress in the face, the fragrance of the Far East Branch Manager took command of the formation himself and embarked on cleaning things up, just as he could not annoy the hands of the outsiders Yut.

    Although the supporters of the Rouge Empress did not know where or to what extent, they testified as required, without resistance to the investigation.

    I got a terrible rejection from Yut. And it goes without saying that it was caused by a girl who wasn''t even old enough to do it without her skin and break her heart.

    As a result, although there were quite a few supporters, such as Kuraki, the branch manager''s secretary, it turns out that the actual strength of the battle was only that of a unit led by Tagang.

    Until it was unclear whether it had marked a minority elite or whether it had used the status of being under the direct guidance of the Redhead Empress to maintain the organization, but the ideological contamination did not appear to have spread until outside Japan.

    We shall therefore move the real forces of other countries under the control of the Far East Branch and detain their supporters once and for all. Of course, Yut and Akane''s parents were escorted without incident, and later that night, things were taken care of.

    Though we took the back this time, the arm around here would be such a dramatic leap in fragrance that we climbed up to the Far East Branch Manager at a young age.

    Besides, it was that red-haired empress who was behind it. I can''t help but get out.

    Because he was even betrayed by his secretary, Yut had no intention of revising the evaluation of the fragrance downwards.

    Until the situation stabilized, however, it was kept in the Far East Branch.

    As a result, I left the branch in a hybrid car with my real name only after it was completely late at night.

    Everyone was hungry because they didn''t have enough at all, although they had about a snack on their mouth. There was also an extremely demanding request from Jonah, so she ate on her way home, but she had only about the option of a family restaurant.

    Even so, having them isn''t the kind of low-cost store where students stop by after school. When it comes to menu prices alone, double is a different luxury store.

    Most importantly, from Yut''s income, there is no significant difference.

    Besides, the cost was to have the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    "Sure, I''ll drop it with expenses, so I said whatever you want..."

    "Fun"

    Jonah, who would otherwise be traveling to the world of dreams, is also full of energy because she had plenty of sleep while in the Far East Branch.

    I drank orange juice straw and waited for the dish to arrive now or now.

    "I really didn''t expect you to ask for anything you wanted without hesitation"

    Yona alone - rather than almost Yona''s order - omelet on a 320g sirloin steak that costs more than 3,000 yen. Plus, I''m not really reluctant with onion gratin soup. The Albino girl alone should be ordering about 5,000 yen.

    I usually eat in the dorms of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) and can tell by my real name that I never go out with my classmates.

    That this is not the kind of amount you would pay in a so-called family.

    Plus, I didn''t miss my real name watching as I licked the dessert page on the menu.

    "If the steak is delicious, ask for a take-home steak weight as well. Breakfast tomorrow morning. There''s a sandwich, and the yuts are over here."

    "Wasn''t it just dessert you were watching..."

    "Is it steak heavy? I can''t help it once in a while, but I was wondering if I should take some more vegetables."

    I''m worried there too, but that''s not the case now.

    To the untargeted advice of my partner (Makina), the worry of his true name grows darker and darker. Because there are few customers, the opposite is resentful in a situation where tablets have no problem talking.

    Yuut, who should have stopped, "I can''t believe Jonah is trying to ask for someone else''s share..." he couldn''t count on because he''s happy to grow.

    "Even though I can settle it later, is it enough money in my wallet..."

    "I regret the lack of electronic money functionality. If it was a supercar, not a tablet, it would have been equipped with an ATM feature."

    "Too many modern knights in the face of immense evil..."

    Akane, who was in possession of a coffee cup just like Yut, twitches half-eyed into Makina''s genuine and jokeless whining.

    Acorn did not look shocked, although it seemed a little sleepy, although it can be seen from that attitude. Despite all of a sudden being involved in an extraordinary way.

    "Is Miki Senpai really okay? Well, I don''t know what I''d say, but I think it was a lot of shocking cases."

    "Thanks. But compared to doing miracles after the plays I wrote became very popular in different worlds, or the makeup technique being greatly admired by the queens?

    Taking a more shocking case as an example, Acorn laughs and denies it.

    That, of course, is because Yut - and Jonah - were there. In addition, he said that the engagement ring he is wearing without letting go of his skin will pay for the disaster that will befall Acorn, although not more than three times.

    I have someone I like on my side and a sincere gift from someone I like. Where is there an element of shock?

    It is also conveyed to Yut that that is Acorn''s untrue feelings. But as for Yut, I can''t help it.

    "But this time, I wish I could have done a little better..."

    "If I said that, I''d be more of a pity story"

    "No, that''s not..."

    Yut tried to deny it aggressively, but I know what his real name is.

    I allowed the traitor to raid by inviting him to his own home base, leaving him to his guests until that repelling. Think of it as an organization, it''s a hell of a loss.

    Furthermore, the more punitive Yut becomes, the less he loses his position.

    "Well, well. Well, come on, then."

    "It would be helpful if you could do that"

    I suggested that the meaningless pursuit of responsibility for the real name sitting next to me be stopped, not entirely, but the real name also accepted it.

    When Yut is finally positive, Acorn is relieved too.

    Until now, there has been reluctance, but from now on it is not necessary either.

    "Finally, we can move on."

    "Huh? Were you that backwards?

    That''s not what I''m talking about.

    I wave once again, and Akane smiles again - that too, with a darker smile than earlier - and denies it.

    "If we don''t talk about fianc¨¦e mistress issues in a neutral mental state, it won''t be a lot, will it?

    Yut with a coffee cup solidified.

    The real name sitting next to it is the same.

    "... it''s like being set ablaze without fire."

    After a while, it''s best to say that to squeeze it out. The coffee that was supposed to be sweet was bitter when I did it.

    Nevertheless, saying "it''s a misunderstanding" or "it''s different" here doesn''t sedate things.

    "Surely there can be no fire from a place without fire other than arson."

    When it comes to good things, your real name nods like any other HR.

    "Master, I thought it might be a dialogue between the arsonists."

    "What are you saying, Makina? Oil the little fire."

    "Thinking about the future, I thought it would be better not to push."

    Yes, when the conversation was going on in a soothing atmosphere to inquire about the affair, the dish of the order arrived, so it is temporarily suspended.

    "Let''s talk about that in the seats where the Branch Manager also handed it over."

    "Right, let''s do that"

    I wanted to postpone the sensitive topic - not that.

    Young appetite just outweighed all sorts of problems.

    The sound of an iron plate that stimulates carpet and appetite. It was Jonah who bravely challenged the chunks of meat on it. Using a knife and fork to cut the steak into larger pieces, it is transported to the mouth unconstructively.

    If it''s just the way it looks, small animals seem to be eating cucumbers, but the reality is, meat eating is unparalleled.

    Taste carefully but swallow sirloin steak at an early pace. While doing so. We also observe the hamburger that Yut ordered, so it can only be called carnivore.

    Not that I was inspired by it, but neither do the Yuts imitate it to suppress their appetite because it''s late at night.

    Even the acorns mouth the raw ham and tomato spaghetti they ordered - this was the lowest calorie in the pasta - along with a little bit of laziness and hindsight.

    Often, he did not defy his young and flourishing appetite and struck his tongue at the dish.

    "Manzuku..."

    "That was good. And in my wallet with my real name."

    In the end, two more desserts, Parfait and Aminzu, were needed to quell Yona''s bulimia.

    "But, brave man. Aren''t you going to feed him so much that Mr. Arcia will be mad at you later?

    "Ugh... But because Yona helped me this time. It''s a reward, so it''s a no-can."

    "Me too, I think so... Next, let''s stop before we get this far."

    "Oh. Okay."

    Yuut and Akane had conversations like a couple that could be rubbed in the child''s educational policy, but Yona, in the vortex, was rinsing the orange juice with melted ice.

    "Yut."

    The Jonah lays down her glass and glances into Yut''s eyes.

    "Broomstick"

    "You ate it, didn''t you?

    "That''s all?"

    "That''s what they say..."

    Honestly, weak.

    I didn''t mean to leave the payment here to my real name alone, but eventually the Hyun-chul meeting would be about to come out.

    Thinking about it, it certainly doesn''t make it any more than a reward from Yut.

    Meanwhile, of course, Jonah is not going to be deceived to this extent either.

    I ate as much as I wanted, because that''s it, this is this.

    "Right..."

    Apparently, Jonah wants a kiss, but she can''t possibly do that to her child. At least, the kind of kiss the Albino girl wants.

    This, of course, doesn''t mean you can do it when you grow up.

    "Well, I''ll give you something"

    "Ugh."

    "If I make a paragraph, I''ll shop this way. Though Zhuyin is with me."

    "... ok. So."

    I''m not satisfied with it, but when I hit my hand with it, Yona shows a deep nostalgia.

    Managing to get the story together, Yut exhales a sigh of relief.

    "I feel like Jonah''s doing me a favor."

    It was the best point from a childhood friend, but Yut silently killed him.

    Even if you know it, there is nothing you can do about it.

    But because of that, I couldn''t even imagine running into another incident altogether.

 454 9. Uniform Settlement

    "No way, I didn''t think Tianshuo and Qin No-kun had such a relationship"

    "Suddenly, there it is..."

    Two days after the incident.

    Once again, Yut, who visited the Far East Branch of the Hyun Chul Conference (Danishmend) by himself, was greeted with a full grin of fragrance the moment he stepped into the Branch Manager''s office.

    Refreshing but pushy smile.

    "Well, I can''t even admit that I''m totally sorry about this one."

    And there are some true names that you can get used to with a tired look.

    It''s a rare condition for her to always have a strong impression. No heart or no ponytail neat and cheerful.

    If you got a situational inquiry with that smile, would that be natural too?

    "I wonder if this feels like the outer moat was buried before I talked."

    "It''s buried all the way to the inner moat, Sempai"

    With a bitter smile at the rare sight of a vibrant true name, Yut moves to the reception space of the branch manager''s office in response to the fragrance recommendations.

    Sitting next to his real name, he asks about the fragrance that prepares him to entertain himself because his secretary is gone.

    "So, knowing our secret relationship, what are you going to do?

    "It''s not an organization that forbids free love, but I''m wondering if consideration is necessary"

    The fragrance, which poured a demonically black, hellishly hot, angelically pure, and lovely sweet liquid into a white magnetic coffee cup, answered in an inclusive tone.

    "Considerations¡­"

    "Yes, because I''ve caused you trouble."

    "Before that, one"

    First, Yut hands on the coffee served.

    Enjoy the scent, sip. Yut exhaled satisfactorily as he swallowed the hot liquid so that it could be cooked. Much better than the family coffee I drank before.

    So he calmed down, and Yut opened his mouth again.

    "It is a coincidence that the tablet of my real name is now in its current state"

    "Yeah, I heard what happened first."

    The fragrance, arranged opposite Yut and his real name, says as he strokes the cheeks slightly sprinkled in his recent intense duties.

    "Even if mass production is possible, it seems to be a difficult substitute to handle right now."

    Yes, you''re right, Branch Manager.

    "Something seems to be going on..."

    "Makina, shut up."

    "Yes, My Lady"

    The real name that silenced Makina finally raised her head.

    Again, Yut smiled, saying she''d rather be a little busy.

    "Even if we deal with the tablet internally, as far as the relationship between the two of us is concerned..."

    Yut nods to the fragrance of compromise.

    "Rouge Empress has found out."

    "I''m sorry. Because I was desperate to escape."

    "I''m not blaming you there. Just like I said."

    "But they interrogated me and my real name and told me that I was no longer in a position to hide them."

    "I apologize for the inconvenience in this situation,"

    In the wake of Yut''s well-understood summary, the fragrance nods loudly, backwards and backwards to the word, to our will.

    And then I mouthed the coffee I put in my hand, and then I kept talking.

    "So, it''s a bitter decision, even for us, but I''m going to keep her"

    "Deposit? Give me your real name?

    "Yes. I''m not your liaison here and there...... Well, if you think of it as something of an ambassador in national diplomacy"

    "I see. So you wait for the rumors to go down"

    "It hurts me to be honest that even the best Qin No-kun among the first-degree magic instructors can get out. There will be no other way."

    And for the sake of saying, fragrance pressed Yut to accept.

    Yut, with the coffee cup in his hand, does not carry it to his mouth this time, but points out his doubts first.

    "Isn''t that just going to affirm rumors about me and my real name?

    "Sempai, I have no choice. To cover up Makina''s existence."

    "You know what?"

    Mistress relationship with Yut.

    The presence of a special AI called Makina.

    Which should be more covered up. Think about it, I didn''t even have to compare it.

    Perfume, I suppose, thinks so. With the same clear but pushy smile, I urge Yut to make a decision.

    "It''s okay. At the same time, the fact that Heavenly Grass Master has more than one wife will be circulated as a rumor."

    "Is that really okay..."

    "Professor, we have to correct it as a fact, not a rumor."

    Not because Makina told me, but I seem to have to give up when it comes to Yut''s own reputation.

    When Yut shakes his head in silence, he expresses his own hope as to whether it would have been better not to go deeper into that maquina as well.

    "Besides, it''s still better to hide the power because it burns. I thought it might be premature to compete against mass production machines."

    "I told you to keep your mouth shut, Makina"

    "Yes, My Lady"

    Answered with a strangely good pronunciation, Makina enters silent mode again.

    Nevertheless, I don''t know how long I''ll keep that either, and my real name gives me a tired look. Yut opened his mouth heavily that it would be better to draw an early conclusion.

    "Okay. Whether you''re a liaison, ambassador or studying abroad, accept your real name."

    "Thank you"

    "But it''s just my real name. ''Cause I''m not taking you over there other than her."

    "Yeah, that''s okay"

    Is it from the bottom of your heart, or do you think you can increase the boundaries among Uyamuya over time? I can''t judge either, but I''ve decided to talk.

    As a matter of urgency, when the Yuts returned to the Brewers, they proceeded with the adjustment by taking their real names with them.

    "... you managed to make it work"

    "Honestly, I felt like I was lying at the planning stage and there was resistance, but as I watched Kaori''s smile, that feeling disappeared somewhere"

    The tired look on your face earlier, where have you been? With the usual firm look, his real name set off the hybrid car. No heart or gloss back on the trademark ponytail.

    Yut also had a reassuring look on his face and adjusted his seat belt position in the passenger seat.

    All you have to do is rendezvous with Acorn and Yona and shop. Because I got over the biggest hurdle, or the running of a hybrid car also feels like I''m on speed.

    "Professor, it''s not like you''re lying, it''s indisputably false."

    "At least I''m not lying."

    "If it''s not false, it''s a fraud"

    "I admit it"

    A lie is that Yut and his real name are in a mistress relationship.

    And that Makina is just an AI.

    "But you don''t want the truth to come out bright and get messed around, do you?

    "Right. Unfortunately, Hyun-chul Conference technologies are not going to be a power-up event either."

    "... I still feel I should have told the truth"

    I sigh as my real name steps on the parking brake because I just got a red light.

    I don''t even regret it - but you might as well say so.

    Because this play is all done for Makina.

    "I apologize first, but my being the mistress of Sempai is a convenience to leave the battlefield. I have no romantic feelings for Sempai."

    "Ugh, yeah."

    After a meal at the family restaurant, a line back to Yut''s house held an operational meeting as it was. Except for Jonah, who''s full.

    To a word just after its opening, I shake my neck vertically like an acorn was barometric, not a yut.

    "Not at all, no pulse at all"

    That much emphasis, on the contrary, I didn''t even know the voice of Acorn''s heart, and his true name totally denied his relationship with Yut by the time he had no skin.

    "Well, you don''t have to emphasize that much. I''m not so overconfident as to make a weird mistake, so let''s move on."

    "Professor, that dialogue sounds like a Harlem protagonist on the contrary."

    "... that''s hard"

    Whatever you say, it''s going to be a snake. Silence is a good word for money.

    I did it back in the day - rather than being offended by acorns - the protagonist barely spoke in RPG, but maybe that''s the right protagonist.

    (No, I''m not a protagonist or anything)

    More than that, it''s a problem in front of us.

    The problem is that my real name is Yut''s mistress - not that. I don''t even need to deceive you about that. Truth be told, that''s fine.

    The real problem - Machina''s presence came out in the light.

    "I don''t mean to bother your husband (master). I''m so sorry."

    "No. Speaking of the original... whose fault is it?

    "Well, I''ll take responsibility."

    It is not Yut''s fault that we made the world move, but we should take responsibility in terms of subsequent action and consequences.

    "That''s right, Professor. You''re a man."

    "That''s right, because you''re my fianc¨¦e."

    "That''s fine, let''s move on"

    My real name is cool.

    Yut, too, that''s where you want it.

    "In the meantime, should we say that Makina is just like AI and doesn''t have a lot of ability"

    "Well, I''ll give you another tablet, so you can''t refuse this girl if she tells you to."

    Makina trembles slightly.

    I know you mean using the vibration feature, but it''s pretty clever.

    You can''t lose such a delightful companion.

    "You have no choice."

    Was that the same for acorns, showing off their ideas reluctantly?

    "Then let''s make it a mistress, too."

    "Setup, is it?

    "No, Zhuyin. And your real name?"

    Acorn will not go along with Yut''s trivial protests, but will state his own thoughts.

    "So let''s engage in pursuit of Makina. Worst case scenario, you should take Makoto-chan over there. So, it''s settled."

    "No, you can''t do that"

    This childhood friend, what are you talking about, Yut denies it at the bottom. You can''t let this junior develop such a reputation.

    That was a really fine attitude...

    "I see. The presence of Makina and the fact that Sempai''s mistress is in the Hyun-jeol meeting. Obviously, Sempai''s mistress is highly important as an organization. It''s quite handy."

    For some reason, my real name was on board.

    "No, my real name. Is that good? That''s not good."

    "I don''t mind if I don''t have any other marital or romantic aspirations. Now, this is your best hand. Besides, did Makina, in anticipation of this proposal, let Sempai take a piece of glass?

    "I can''t even say I foresaw this far, but I also considered the possibility"

    "Thinking about the future, I thought it would be better not to push it," Machina said in a family restaurant, which means this is what happened.

    "... to Val and Arcia Xu, what can I say"

    "Fine, I''ll explain."

    "That''s right. Swear to God in heaven and earth, because Sempai and I are nothing. Whatever it is, I don''t mind actually swearing in front of God"

    Thus, the policy was determined democratically.

    The real name I was asked about earlier is to report to the Director of the Aroma Branch that Makina was not created by God, but by Vainamarinen in an Awakening (Awake) spell to try.

    Even though he had been ordered to keep it a secret by Vainamarinen and Yut because it was too special.

    Frankly, he didn''t look good, but admitting he was in a mistress relationship with Yut changed his temper and attitude.

    There is also a large portion due to the induction of my real name that I mentioned that the fragrance would be used as a liaison with the Brewers.

    Thus, the three-sentence play was a good place from the people themselves, but they managed to deceive the Far East Branch Manager and successfully defend Makina.

    "But Sempai. Now that I think about it, I don''t think I''ve managed to do something with the power of an advisor."

    "I wouldn''t have been able to..."

    Yut shakes his head as he leads to the seat of the hybrid car.

    Although it is tantamount to a secret conversation, Makina has confirmed that being monitored in a magical way cannot be more than having a yut and that no wiretap or other device has been set up.

    "I''m no more relieved than there was a bounce like Rouge Empress"

    "... I didn''t know Sempai was that overprotective"

    "If you look at Yona, you''ll see."

    "If you say so, sure,"

    The signal switches to blue and the real name drives the car again.

    "By the way, Sempai. I said," No romantic feelings, no pulse. "

    "Hmm?"

    "Because that doesn''t mean I don''t like it"

    "Oh, yeah."

    The confession was too abrupt.

    "Right. I don''t hate you, either."

    Unexpectedly, I even say things I don''t have to say.

    As it was, the inside of the car was wrapped in silence.

    I resent the hybrid car, which may be good for the environment but is quiet, and the makina, which does not speak only at this time.

    In the end, the silence was to continue until there was an incoming call from Akane to his cell phone.

 455 10. Small Incidents (Previous)

    "Quite, do it"

    "Do it? Oh, you mean speed."

    "Yeah. Fine, fast"

    Fast express on a red body lined with seats for two.

    Shagging like a child in that window seat - the expression hasn''t changed much - Acorn set up his smartphone as he caught the urge to hug Jonah.

    Needless to say, to record this spectacular view.

    The inside of the holiday car is filled with people despite the fact that it is quite early. I guess there will be a lot of families and so-called recreational guests.

    Acorn and Jonah both fall into that category.

    Yut and his real name met with the branch manager at the end of the example case. When you were finished, you were scheduled to join Akane and Yona and pick a ¡°reward¡±.

    Nevertheless, while I wait for the Yuts, I''m free.

    So just Acorn and Yona were traveling by train to attend a little event.

    (Well, actually, they have an escort.)

    Acorn looked around while sleeping his smartphone into a bag.

    But it should be taken for granted, I can''t find anyone like that around. Personnel seconded for the Acorns, who are important escorts. Pretty much, I guess it falls into the outstanding category.

    Even so, there can''t be more strength than Yona. You can call it a waste of effort, but you can''t give up the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    It''s an adult circumstance, but it''s also understandable acorns.

    It is assured that there will be no contact if it is not necessary, and that is fine if you do not mind.

    (Because, Yona and I are going out alone)

    If you don''t enjoy it, it''s a loss, Acorn glanced at the window.

    Not ashamed of the name of the Express, the train on the downline is far from the city centre at considerable speed. There was a rattling noise, so much so that I was worried that if I did a bad job, I would get out of the wheel. It''s like you''re competing with something.

    Jonah is happy with such trains.

    If you just travel in a short amount of time, you can also fly in the sky with spells and psychic powers.

    And yet, no, is that why? Unusual, he enjoys an hour or so of train journeys when he plans to.

    Acorn''s anticipation that she might get tired of sleeping along the way fell off, watching as she devoured the flowing landscape.

    Buildings such as buildings, private houses and shops. motorways passing in parallel and the lanes flowing through them. Station passing without parking.

    None of them, landscapes that do not exist in the Brewers.

    Earth - The Japanese landscape was already the object of nostalgia, even for Acorn.

    I''ve been dyed for a long time.

    Speaking of dyed, even with regard to the treatment of his real name, I guess.

    Before I went to another world, even though it was nominal, there was absolutely no such thing as acknowledging my mistress to Yut.

    That, as soon as I went to the Brewers, fit into a mistress-like position against Valtrude, my rightful wife.

    With regard to this, thanks to the depth of Yut''s nostalgia and the obvious social system, we all became wives, including Arsia.

    No way, I said from myself that I was a mistress - overlapping, but nominally of something - I never imagined I would take the story to admit it.

    I didn''t feel slightly suspicious where I emphasized that I would, but I''m sure my real name doesn''t see Yut as a paedophile.

    In this case, it is bigger that Yut is not going to fall in love with his real name than he is ineligible.

    Acorn advanced with so much understanding that it was also sincere to help his true name and Makina, but it was true that he wanted to increase Yut''s allies.

    If I can tell you, I can only tell you the truth about Arsia and Larsia.

    It''s a bad way of saying it, but now it''s in the form of "I sold you a favor¡± to your real name.

    It''s not that I don''t trust the Hyun-chul meeting - to be honest, Acorn doesn''t have the ingredients to judge it - but something like this one happened.

    In case you do, you''ll be on our side.

    It''s painful to have taken the form of betraying Yut, but Akane thought it was necessary.

    (But I don''t even feel like it.)

    Acorn closes his eyes in the car where the parking station is close or the speed has slowed down.

    (I''m not interested in getting married or anything, but I want to have children, so would you please just do that? Shit, I think I''m gonna say it...)

    Exactly. It doesn''t. Even if it makes you paranoid, it would be rude.

    Smile that reason is too much of a weird game, but instinct. Alternatively, the maiden inquiry gets used to the warning.

    "Acorn"

    "Hmm? What''s going on?

    With Jonah''s call, he is called back to reality.

    If you notice, the express was stopping, and the announcement of the conductor was flowing.

    "Down here?

    "This is a city where you''ll go shopping with the brave men later. Destination in about half an hour."

    I smiled gently that I would still be on the train for a while.

    "Speaking of which, what are you going to do at first?

    "... Didn''t I tell you?

    "... I was listening, confirming"

    "Go get some curry."

    When I first came to Earth. You remembered the taste I had when I was in the can at the hotel, the red eyes of the Albino girl flashed with joy.

    From the express stop where you got off, about 15 minutes walk away.

    "Look, it''s just decorative, so you can''t attack it."

    "... Acorns worry too much. Battleships made of iron are not that soft."

    "Please, deny it properly!

    The two of them went by the side of the dental college - explaining the dentist, did not reach an understanding, Jonah was unresponsive - and went on the sidewalk where the water flowed, reaching the venue of the curry festa hosted by the local municipality.

    However, since the park that serves as the venue displays battleships, it was important to pay close attention to Jonah, who has a priori.

    "It smells better than that. Before it''s gone, hurry."

    "So is that."

    I visited with the opening time, but there was already a crowd. I don''t expect to sell out that fast, but if you want to settle down and eat, you should certainly hurry.

    Acorn, who receives the guide flyer at the entrance, sees it and moves quickly to the tent-lined venue. Just the adventurer, and despite his small body, Jonah never lags behind.

    "There seems to be a lot of curry bread as well as curry"

    "No problem. Eat it all."

    On this day, whether the memorial ship is safe or not may have depended on the amount of curry available.

    - The worry was just worrying, and both the set of four curries to choose from with a single coin and the curry bread, which is also set in four, could be secured early.

    Both hands are blocked, but in fact, just in case, Yona was holding back with Psychokinesis'' psychic powers.

    No one notices because of the crowd, but if you look closely, you''ll find that Yona hasn''t touched a plate of curry and curry bread.

    But the Albino girl doesn''t seem subtly convinced.

    "I can only pick four, I''m not convinced"

    "Look, but it''s all different from mine."

    "Ugh."

    "Well, now, let''s all come yut or something"

    "... Val and Egg leave a message. I eat too much."

    When we heard it, Jonah put up a spear, saying something that looked pitiful.

    I bought a curry good, but the food and beverage space reserved at the back of the venue was full of people as soon as possible, and there were times when I had to find a place to calm down and eat as soon as possible.

    Acorns, too, smile bitterly, look around and look for empty seats.

    Then...

    "Ah."

    "Maybe, Akane?

    - On the face I saw, I ran into him.

    "Yo, Saab?

    Classmate. No, ex-clasmate.

    I approach them as if they were held back by nostalgia.

    Jonah also followed after the disapproval, the acorn.

    "I knew it, Akane!

    "It''s a coincidence. Oh, sit down, sit down."

    We move our own luggage from seat to knee, and two former classmates from Acorn give up their seats.

    "Are you sure?

    "Of course."

    "Because of this, eat with me ~"

    Acorn called it "Yikes," a deep-faced girl with brown-dyed hair sobered. His name is Hiroyuki Yoshizawa.

    In contrast, the girl wearing glasses tied the black hair into two knots for you, Kanana Saab (or even Kiki).

    Both, in class, were acorns and another group, but not, of course, non-negotiable.

    Akane, who also stood out in his class. She also had a good relationship with the girls and had a good face in every group.

    "Oh, this girl is Jonah. Well, a child of someone who takes care of you...... something like"

    I take care of Arsia, and Jonah, she''s like that Arsian kid.

    I''m not lying.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Introduced Jonah embarks on a curry and curry bread offense, however, with just a glance.

    "I''m sorry. Hey, people-wise."

    "Absolutely, fine, fine. Cute."

    "Really! You look like a doll."

    "Hey, hey, give me this girl"

    "I won''t give it to you."

    "Instant answer!?"

    "Ah too. You''re scared. Yes, stay away, stay away."

    "Ugh. It''s discrimination."

    If Yut had been here, he must have been deeply sympathetic.

    Classmate who had an accidental reunion.

    I never forgot the curry I was looking for, but I also play nature and conversation.

    But then, I couldn''t have stayed out of the recent situation.

    "By the way, what are you doing now or something good to ask?

    "No, that''s..."

    There''s no way I can tell you very much, like the truth.

    At the same time, I regret that I should have thought ahead as much as a thoughtful excuse.

    "Oh well. I guess, can''t you tell me"

    "I''m sorry."

    "This way, I can''t tell you. That''s right."

    "Yeah, yeah. You can''t go into detail chasing a boy you like and working in a secret foreign research facility."

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    Unexpectedly, face to face.

    I have no words. On the contrary, my thoughts turn white and my head doesn''t work at all.

    "''Cause that''s what we''re talking about, isn''t it?

    "At first, it was rumored that Heavenly Grass was kidnapped by a secret service and Akane was looking for him, and that he was going to move abroad?

    "What, that too retarded scenario..."

    "Yo, no. Wasn''t it the Mafia or the terrorist organization that was first kidnapped, and then you were scouted by the secret services after you crushed it?

    In Acorn''s head, he said, "Talking nonfiction awaiting a movie!," or "the whole United States cried," or the movie''s propaganda phrase goes around.

    I don''t know if my real name is involved, but what kind of information manipulation does the Hyung-chul Conference do? Shouldn''t you report it to Yut and investigate it thoroughly?

    No, I have to.

    If I could say one thing at the moment......

    "Rumors scare me."

    "No? Isn''t Jonah part of the organization, too?

    "Yes, yes. Actually, he''s a psychic."

    "Oh, no, throw it"

    Truth, but absolutely unbelievable truth.

    In this way, there were many things you wouldn''t believe or talk about.

    Still, conversations with friends I''ve seen for a long time have been fun without reason.

    (Yes. I''m sure of that...)

    Always smiling and answering, Akane was leaning her neck in her heart.

    Fun. That, for sure.

    But somehow, at the same time, I was feeling inadequate...

 456 11. Small Incidents (After)

    "Akane, Yona. I had a great day."

    "Yeah. I guess I feel better too"

    I stumbled across former classmates Hotaru Yoshizawa and Kanna Sabe.

    After the curry festival venue, which began to grow considerably more people, with them.

    Jonah, reluctant to leave considerably - I don''t know which curry or commemorative ship is pulling her back hair - persuaded Yut not to make it to the promised time, and got nothing.

    "We''re going to the station, but what are you two going to do?

    "I''m going on a date with Kazuna. Are you jealous?"

    Akane and Yona head to the station, but Fumio Yoshizawa and Kazuna Sabe continue their sightseeing tours along the sea.

    "Right. But I''m sorry I''m gonna cheat on you."

    That said, Acorn shows an engagement ring worn on his left hand pharmacopoeia.

    A magic device (magic item) ring with three large series of diamonds. This is an important ring that Yuto has prepared for the acorn, protecting the wearer from disaster.

    "Wow. I''ve been thinking about it for a while now, but an awesome ring. Diamond? Real?

    "I don''t care if it''s fake. Because love is real."

    "Wow. Wow, it feels like a man is fooling me. It tickles me."

    A reluctant exchange between Yoshizawa Hotaru and Akane.

    Yona was not particularly concerned about the taste of curry, but Kazuna Saab is smiling without interrupting her friends'' conversation.

    But for some reason, there was loneliness in that smile that made me want to describe it as light-hearted.

    "What''s wrong?

    "Yeah. I don''t know, it''s been so long since I''ve had this much fun. I thought"

    Acorn, who realizes how it is, asks along with a reflection on whether it has been too weird, but Kazuna''s lonely smile just adds up. When Kazuna shook her head, her dark hair, which she tied in two together, also swayed.

    "Hey, there''s a lot going on at home."

    "That''s why I took Kazuna out. I didn''t think you and Jonah would be friends."

    Fluorescent sends an autumn wave to Yona as she hugs Kazuna.

    I''m not your friend.

    But the Albino girl just slashed and threw it away under one sword.

    "Light it up. She''s cute."

    I should have slashed it away, but I can''t turn on the fluorescence.

    No, do you dare behave brightly?

    After seeing such fluorescence, Acorn decided to take a step forward.

    "Saab, what''s the family situation? Is something wrong?

    "Yeah. Your father cheated on me."

    "Oh yeah..."

    I asked him if he could help if it was a matter of money, health, etc., but this is just how difficult it is.

    Acorn bows his head to what he said lightly earlier, such as cheating.

    "You don''t have to worry about that at all"

    Kazuna herself said lightly that she wasn''t even so shocked, but that on the contrary makes her feel the root of the problem.

    "And... I don''t know what else to do about your father, or what''s good about it, but then the problem is"

    "Yes, yes. Kazuna''s aunt..."

    They cheated on me.

    Because that person is in shock, Wakana may be calming down the other way around.

    Such acorn speculation was betrayed lightly.

    "I''ve decided to get a divorce, but after that, your mother will bind me..."

    "I don''t know how you feel because you''re my only daughter, but it''s unusual not to let you go shopping as well as school."

    "It''s..."

    Sure, that''s crazy.

    Degrees are past.

    "Well, ever since then..."

    "Yeah. Exactly, I was emotionally unstable at first, but not so far."

    Around the dental college, where he also went, Kazuna Saab shook his head once again.

    "Something amulet. ''Cause I wonder if it''s since I bought some gold rings. Since then, wear it without letting go of your skin...... Of course, I think it''s just a coincidence that the time has come..."

    "You heard that and thought, didn''t you? If you think it''s important enough to bind, you should give it to Kazuna first."

    "I don''t know, accessories..."

    "It''s a matter of feelings, of feelings"

    Coincidence. That''s common sense.

    But that''s no longer the common sense of acorns.

    Acorn gently touches the engagement ring given to him by Yut. Rings made in different worlds. Rings with special powers. An important, thoughtful gift.

    Contrary to that, isn''t it strange that something like an item of curse exists that adversely affects people?

    If you''re worried... it''s not a good idea, but you should be counseling and deal with it in general.

    "Yona, what do you think?

    "You''d better go home"

    In response to an inquiry from Acorn, the same faceless expression, but the Albino girl answered instantly.

    Is it due to your experience as an adventurer, or is it due to your psychic instincts? Either way, nothing relies more on this occasion than Jonah''s judgment.

    "Wait a minute, I''ll call the brave man"

    "Suddenly, what have you done?

    Suddenly he stops and asks Yoshizawa Hotaru suspiciously to Akane, who takes out his smartphone in a more serious way than serious, but there was no answer.

    Acorn didn''t ignore it.

    Things have changed so rapidly that we can''t afford to respond.

    "Oh, man. Something wrong with that old lady?

    Signs of fright come from the people who go down the road. If you noticed, the flow of people heading this way was also interrupted.

    But if you look at the sight in front of you, you''ll be convinced that''s not impossible either.

    There, there was one woman.

    His neck is so inclined that he can''t possibly fall, almost directly beside him.

    My eyes are empty, I don''t see anything, and I''m not likely to react to anything I see.

    My mouth was half-opened and something was always leaking with a grudgingly ridden twinkle.

    The hair is tangled to cover the upper body with long blushes, and the clothes are no less blurry than they are. Shoes, etc., have gone somewhere on one side.

    In contrast to such an unusual and miserable figure, the gold and innocent ring on his left hand was oddly impressive.

    "Mother..."

    Kazuna Saab stops flashly and snaps small.

    Really small. Even acorns that were nearby are likely to miss hearing about it.

    But the woman, who should still have been 10 meters away, reacted frighteningly.

    When I repositioned my neck in a robotic, crisp motion, my eyes focused as quickly as possible. As it were, he rushed over here suddenly.

    "and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel"

    "Hih."

    "Don''t go away on your own"

    Unexpected - No, it''s weirder to anticipate reactions like this, relative to people.

    It was the acorn that called Yut''s phone from his smartphone''s outgoing history, but it stops thinking and working.

    My brain refused to understand what was going on.

    "Seoul Wip."

    In that situation, the first thing that moved was still Yona. Get ahead of the acorns and deal with the situation.

    The choice of non-lethal psychic powers also showed that calm had not been lost.

    That''s going to create another problem, such as an Albino girl growing tentacles and knocking down the anomaly, but rather than having a victim.

    "Don''t fall?

    - That was supposed to happen.

    Jonah''s "Seoul Wip" - a superpower that also easily defeated the face of the inflexible Rouge Empress - did reach Kazuchana''s mother.

    Nevertheless, the progression does not slow. On the contrary, he doesn''t even realize he was hit with his tentacles, and jumps Yona over here - pushing him under Kazuna.

    "Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on."

    "Zhuyin! Zhu Yin! What happened?!?"

    "Oh, I''m running away!

    I heard it from my smartphone, my childhood friend''s voice.

    Acorn, who instantly regained his sanity, pulled Kazuna''s hand and ran away. Hotaru Yoshizawa also follows as he was bounced.

    "Akane, where are you going to run?

    "I don''t know!

    It is an escape while pulling Kazuna, who is in shock but remains. Sometimes I don''t have a land book, and anyway, I just run for the less crowded.

    "Zhuyin! Zhu Yan! Ah... ah!

    "Yut''s calling."

    "Wow. Yona."

    Soon caught up with Jonah, pointing out calmly. But while I was running so hard, I couldn''t afford that.

    "That monster was about to be seized by someone who looked like an escort"

    "Then don''t worry..."

    "But I guess, I lose"

    "You can''t..."

    Hundreds of meters had gone all out of sickness, and the limits had arrived early.

    It was in front of a four-story parking lot that stood unrivalled over the station teller near the goal.

    Originally, it''s not that I''m good at exercising, except for Jonah, but I ran impotently, so I can disturb my breathing all I want. It was also hard to say that the outfit underfoot was also suitable for all walks of disease.

    Hiccup, the back of my leg hurts with a fever.

    "Yang¡­ man¡­. Leave me alone... please... Mmm."

    He also breathes constantly and finally makes Yut hear his voice.

    Probably something you can''t show Yut.

    "What happened?

    "Something attacked me by Yoko''s mother..."

    "Okay. Tell Jonah to" teleport "to the previous family."

    Of course, I didn''t understand anything in Acorn''s description. But even if I didn''t ask for an explanation, I can see that you were asked for help.

    At the stage of becoming a silent phone call, it was also Hui Eye that Yut had instructed Jonah to point the car at a place she knew. This will allow for movement in Teleportation.

    "Yona. Because the brave man is waiting for us at the steak restaurant."

    "Okay."

    Take Yut and have him come here again.

    That''s good, but I''m also anxious to wait on the road.

    "We... uh... where there are no people..."

    "Akane, what if I went into this parking lot?

    Lost, for a moment.

    ''Cause it''s in there.

    "Teleportation"

    At the same time Jonah nods, she disappears.

    "and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel and Chanel"

    Shadows and voices approaching, as if waiting for it.

    My hair and clothes were worse than they were earlier. In addition, both hands are stained with blood and the gold innocent ring is also blood-coated.

    "Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Just you. Come on."

    "Mother... how could you..."

    Kazuna Saab puts tears in her eyes and gives a sad voice.

    If I could even lose my mind, how easy it would be to say I would follow that mother.

    "Wakana-san, can''t you?"

    "Hotaru..."

    But my friend won''t allow it.

    It''s annoying. I know that, but - I was glad.

    "I don''t even have time to escape..."

    The same is true of Akane, who is not going to abandon Wakana.

    Unexpectedly he smiles bitterly and confronts his former classmate mother, who became the star of the tragedy.

    (Laughing, me)

    Noticed that, duh, acorn tension loosened.

    I didn''t realize in person, but I guess my body remembered.

    "The parking lot where Zhuyin is..."

    "Brave man!"

    That my childhood friend and fianc¨¦e Yut was with me even when I was in danger in another world.

    If it''s Yut, whatever the situation is, he said he could do something about it.

    "Zhuyin, are you all right?

    "Yeah."

    I answered with a full grin to my childhood friend, who appeared on instant travel with Jonah and her real name. Earlier, I thought I couldn''t show you my face.

    "Then I''ll add a piece in 10 seconds"

    "Evil, evil, evil, disturbance, mama, mama, mama."

    A ghostly woman shaking her hair and looming barefoot.

    Seeing that, Yut slightly frowns - or just hisses - and cleaves nine pages from the spell.

    Magic Dismantling

    And release the ultimate anti-magic spell that destroys even the magic fixture to Kazuna''s mother - no, to the ring on its left hand.

    On its serious side, Akane accidentally squeaked.

    At the same time, I feel the missing pieces fill up.

    Could it be a suspension bridge effect?

    Even so, the emotions are real now.

    If you notice, the light that was born around the ring converged, and at the same time, Kazuna Saab''s mother collapsed on the spot, like a doll with a broken thread.

    "Now we''re settled."

    With a relieved look on his face, Yut turns back to Akane.

    I also feel like the spell in the spell-extinguishing system said something like I found out I wouldn''t get a causal recoil (backlash), or that it didn''t make sense to stun me because that ring was manipulating my body, but Acorn wasn''t listening.

    Because I was busy jumping into the chest of whoever I wanted.

    "Thanks......"

    He jumps into Yut''s unexpectedly thick chest plate and pushes it around his forehead.

    You were satisfied with that for a while, Acorn looked up at Yut''s face.

    "Brave man, I get it"

    "Hey, what''s up?

    That''s where I am.

    The confession was dispelled by the siren of a police car who had just arrived, and only reached Yut.

 457 Epilogue

    "Yona, you''re still buying it."

    "... no?

    "No, I can''t..."

    Despite all those incidents, Jonah is my pace, as usual. Exactly, I never snatched a ring or other accessory after that incident, but for that matter, I''m not reluctant on Yona''s choices.

    At the toy store of the consumer electronics mass retailer, when looking for a diminutive product, it is placed in the basket held by Yuto.

    Again, if it weren''t for Jonah, I wouldn''t know what would have happened.

    There is gratitude, and it is not a rash to materialize it.

    But the basket Yut has in both hands, one by one, is already overflowing with merchandise. I have no financial problems. I have money.

    But I was in danger of being pissed off by Alcia any more.

    "I''ll buy it, but let''s select some more carefully"

    "For everyone in school, I''ll hand it out."

    "Ugh. That''s it..."

    Jonah is about to buy a souvenir for her friends at the elementary school.

    That''s all I''m impressed with as a yut. Larsia would surely understand this feeling.

    Now thinking of the faces of his friends who separated the dimensions, Yut decided to be ready.

    "Okay. If Mr. Arcia gets mad at you, that''s when. Buy more and more if you have any more boring things."

    "That''s Yut"

    Rare. Really rare, with a smile on her lips, Jonah moves subtly through the sales floor.

    Looks like a bike shop down the road. Maybe he saw it all over the city and was after it.

    If it were a cobblestone-covered city of Falve, it would be available without particular problems.

    What will Yut react to if he snatches at you?

    "I don''t know, I''m gonna buy a couple of them."

    "Sempai, is it okay to be your father like this"

    "This time, Jonah needs to give you some discount because she''s got a new move"

    In a crowded store on holiday.

    Akane and her real name share their thoughts, looking at the two like brothers and sisters from a little further away - although they don''t look alike.

    In their midst, it seems that Yut is already a finality to be pushed.

    "Either that or the Sempai looks too weak,"

    "I thought that might be a good place for a professor."

    "Well, right..."

    To Makina''s point, her true name nods as she smiles bitterly.

    "By the way, are you okay with hanging out with us?

    "Now, I''m your escort. Besides, there''s someone else in charge of the aftermath."

    "That''s what it is."

    Acorn asks without giving a specific noun, but his true name was never misunderstood.

    I don''t have to worry about anything, I answer frankly.

    Mother of Kazuna Saab, who is at the heart of the case.

    Besides, Akane such as Kazuna Sabe on Furukashi Yoshizawa - and Yuto''s - former classmates, among other witnesses to the incident.

    Their description and treatment are carried out by specialist units of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    They say it''s a rare case to be so flashy, but the track record of continuing to cope with mysterious events on this planet is real. It would converge without attracting the public''s ears and eyes.

    If you would just let me settle this for a little bit more... I might think so.

    Also, Kazuna Saab''s mother''s condition was serious, but she has promised to do everything in her power.

    Whatever the physical damage, the spell to heal the wounds of the spirit is very advanced and difficult to use on Earth. I don''t know if it''s going to consist of counseling or if I''m going to need medication, but I had to leave it to you first.

    In addition, both Akane and Yut wanted to explain themselves to Furuki Yoshizawa and Kanna Sabe, but they apologized for asking me to talk to them first from the Hyun-chul meeting.

    Subsequent explanations of circumstances will be my last job on this trip to Earth.

    "I''ve taken a lot of backwards this time, but I''ll take care of it later. The Branch Manager is also stuck with the stigma."

    "I''m in a position to leave it to you..."

    Acorn gives a troubled look as he follows Yut, who is guided to the bicycle mall and has a reluctant face.

    "We''re in a situation like bad movies and games. Information manipulation, couldn''t you handle some more?

    "It''s a hard place to be told that, but it was hard to deceive on the common sense line, so it was a lot more convenient to have an absurd story."

    With that being said, I can''t even say anything about acorns.

    I wasn''t convinced, but I understand that I have to be left with more than Yut''s missing origins.

    "But I''ll tell the department in charge what I want."

    "... that''s an unexpected response."

    "No. I think you''ll have more ears to listen to than the investigation department, which is halfway through the destruction of the original killer."

    "Ah. That curse ring"

    From the circumstances, I''m pretty sure that that golden and innocent ring was eroding the spirit of Kanana Saab''s mother. There are also testimonies that Jonah and the escorts she was accompanying made no sense in stunning her.

    But Yut has erased his powers as a magic device (magic item), so he can''t find out.

    "We just have to follow it from the purchase route, etc. Let them do their best."

    This is a situation where you can hear three people, but no particular odd gaze is directed at you. It hurt my conscience to nod to Makina''s opinion to say it like any other HR, but that seems like the only way to do it.

    "There are a number of rumors about curse rings and ghost mansions. The majority of them are demas..."

    "A few exceptions. That was the one."

    Thinking about it, it would have been unlucky for Akane to have been involved in the case and, at the same time, lucky for Kazuna Saab and the others.

    "Yes, so it is also possible to encounter further authenticity through tracking investigations"

    Exactly, there never seems to be a mastermind.

    If you''re there, you''ll find about a trace in the Rouge Empress investigation, so I guess it''s a complete coincidence.

    "Even so, it seems to be mostly empty. Statistically, though. Besides, the essence of this case doesn''t seem to be there."

    "... what do you mean?

    Answer the question to Makina in a voice where her real name whispers.

    "Because what they claim makes sense has been proven without trying."

    Rouge Empress''s claim that damage can be prevented if people know the reality of the mystery.

    Indeed, if there was any soil where it could be believed that a curse ring existed, it could have developed differently.

    "I see. But brave men do well there, don''t they? I have to work for my salary."

    The yut, in the end, seemed to be the wings to buy about five bikes.

    I write down my address on the documents to have it delivered with the toys I bought in bulk.

    "... that''s a lot of trust."

    "Yes, it is."

    I won''t say why.

    But Acorn''s tone and expression were full of certainty.

    Acorn was as usual, even though he was involved in a series of unusual and unusual incidents.

    Sometimes you''re used to it, but the truth is, it''s a branch leaf.

    And one more thing. I enjoyed playing with my friends for a long time. I was stretched without pressure.... but I didn''t have enough somewhere.

    Factors common to both of these, it''s yut.

    With Yut, I can be relieved of whatever happens.

    Without Yut, any fun situation would not be enough.

    I mean, that''s what it is.

    "I don''t know, you look happy"

    "Really? In the meantime, I didn''t make the wrong choice."

    "Ha..."

    My real name gives me a raw reply that I don''t seem to know very well.

    "This is why your husband (master)..."

    On the emotional side, maybe Makina was more developed.

    "Bad. You kept me waiting"

    "Later, you don''t know if Mr. Alcia''s mad at you, do you?

    "I also bought Larsia''s bike. I have allies."

    "I wonder if I can count on you..."

    After completing the process, Yut returns to the Acorns.

    Jonah was released to the game stadium and instead, her real name and Makina followed the Albino girl.

    "The game doesn''t take that long, so you''re shopping for Zhuyin next"

    "It''s okay, I already bought it"

    He smiles full face and sticks a green handbag out in front of him.

    On the way to this appliance mass retailer, they bought it at a bookstore in the basement.

    "A cartoon or something?

    "No, I''m not. This, this."

    It was the magazine that Acorn was good at taking out.

    "... Top 50 Inspiring Wedding Plans?

    It''s not just a magazine. It was like a so-called marriage information magazine.

    On the cover, and other, blurry letters dance. But what caught my eye more than that was the appendix.

    Cinderella laundry apron.

    The appendix was described as a cinderella laundry apron.

    I have no idea what that means. Is Cinderella''s Apron an item of luck? Isn''t it from a time of bullying? Do you mind if I ride the ball after that?

    Could it be an operation to shrink a man and bring him into marriage due to an item that doesn''t make sense?

    "Well, for your information"

    "Oh, wow."

    I wonder what it is.

    The only heavy pressure this man feels is.

    I mean take responsibility, or I''m going to marry Acorn. Of course there is.

    But then again, I couldn''t help but feel the pressure of inexperience.

    "And I have a happy pink marriage certificate."

    "Oh, wow."

    "Look, it''s so sturdy that you can''t tear it with your hands."

    "... the old man and Val will try"

    "Those two are really going to break..."

    Often I gave my thoughts to a friend who separated the dimensions.

    But that won''t last long either. As he regained his mind, Acorn asks his childhood friend and fianc¨¦e with mesmerizing eyes.

    "I can still submit this to the bureau. Do you really want to use it, or do you want to keep it for a memorial?

    But I don''t deserve to thank Yut.

    Even though I was putting it in, I kept my promise to go get the marriage certificate.

    "As you say."

    Speaking as if to stand aside, Yut took Acorn''s hand.

    Seems satisfied with the answer, Acorn also shakes his hand back and the two people he loves move around the store.

    That was for joining Jonah and his real name - as if he were going down the same road to the future.

 458 New Year Adventurer

    "I want a home-style new year for the Yuts"

    Yut stares at Larsia, who shows up in the office without even touching her, saying something he doesn''t understand.

    In the fortress of Falve, where the year was approaching, he was in a rush for work delivery. In particular, he also refrains from visiting the Kingdom of the Chronica God next year.

    To be clear, I don''t have time for Larsia... I may have, but I didn''t even want to be actively involved.

    "In Yut''s hometown, they have some kind of event over the years. I want to do something fun. Shit."

    - I didn''t want to mind, but if I leave it, I also feel like it''s going to be a lot more trouble. No, it''s obvious it will.

    In a slow motion, he raised his face and Yut turned to Larsia for words as he gave up.

    "It''s not as much fun as it sounds."

    "It''s okay. It''s novel, it''s definitely going to be fun."

    "No, there was nothing in particular over here..."

    Even the Brewers, the New Year means a lot.

    Nevertheless, there are just a few luxurious meals in rural areas. In urban areas, festivals are held around each temple, but the New Year - after the next morning.

    Still, it''s important in this world where there''s less entertainment, but there''s no such thing as doing "events" like New Year''s Eve buckwheat and nocturnal bells like Japan.

    "Well, even cleaning the castle fort..."

    "Huh? Yut, are you nuts?

    With the gaze of contempt, an unrelenting curse flies.

    Of course, Yut doesn''t get angry about this.

    "Over the years, hey..."

    Rebellion Larsia''s words as she keeps her weight on the back of the chair.

    If it''s a Japanese-style New Year''s Eve, would it be like eating soba noodles while watching TV, going to Hatsumomo, or worshipping Natsumomo?

    In the second half, after the years.

    "There''s a perfect custom for Larsia."

    "That''s Yut, kind of."

    "... there is a custom of a nocturnal bell"

    I literally closed my eyes to Larsia''s ramblings, Yut said.

    "It''s a ritual of banging a bell for as many as 108 times as you want to bang a certain amount of trouble."

    "Heh. Something exotic. So, what''s the problem?

    "It means making lassia all over the vulgarity a beautiful lassia."

    "I get it. I''m gonna be beautiful."

    "... what about Othi?

    If you believe Larsia''s words, you''d better listen to the con man.

    Not that I have that belief, but I''m pretty sure there''s a back there, and Yut demands a bunch of crap for a flight.

    "I wonder if Yut should build a harem all over his troubles."

    The two gaze intertwined.

    "Hehe."

    "haha"

    The two gaze bumps into each other.

    "Let''s stop"

    "Right. There''s nothing else? You do, don''t you? Get him out of here."

    "Sometimes..."

    I knew Larsia - and Jonah - would be satisfied if I let her eat buckwheat.

    I know and I called it a nocturnal bell, because Yut himself would become an area I couldn''t do anything about.

    "I don''t know because Zhuyin would be burdened..."

    If the request were to be fulfilled, the cooking would have to be delegated in its entirety, even if the ingredients were to be brought from Earth. When you''re having a pretty good time, that''s too much to say.

    "Oh..."

    A cheerful meadow race (Magner) gave him a serious look.

    "I have no choice. Yut has no choice but to serve Acorn."

    And Larsia nods heavily.

    "Uh-huh."

    Regardless of your service, you will need it in return. Besides, if you say no badly here, the burden can go in a bigger direction, such as wanting to eat rice noodles.

    "Let''s just talk, shall we?"

    "Yeah, yeah. I''ll back you up, spiritually."

    Larsia, who finished what she wanted to say, leaves the office willingly.

    Yut then silently ended his errand and informed Akane of the situation with the nuance that he wouldn''t mind saying no after nightfall.

    "I see. New Year''s Eve."

    "Oh. It''s a hassle, isn''t it?

    "No, I have a good idea."

    Unexpectedly, Acorn took on the impossible challenge by slapping him in the chest.

    "I miss you, cup of noodles"

    New Year''s Eve night.

    For some reason, a group of people gathered in Yut''s office poured hot water when they chose their favorite cup of noodles.

    Acorn spoke of a "good idea". It''s about bringing in a variety of cup noodles from Earth, not just by your side.

    This way, cooking takes no effort. Besides, for the Larsias unfamiliar with cup noodles, this one becomes more like an event.

    "That''s a perfect operation."

    "I''m counting on it in return."

    "Of course."

    Yut praised the acorn as he held by the type of orthodox cup that would put the stir on. In fact, in my mother''s policy of Haruko, Couplermen barely spoke of retort foods. Yut had no idea of this.

    "But don''t worry about everything"

    "Why don''t you ask Yut to decide?

    Alcia, wearing a crimson eyelid, cannot read the letters on the package. I can''t even tell from the illustration, so I tell Yut my hope and leave the cooking to him as well.

    The cup buckwheat Yut was holding earlier was, in fact, for Arcia.

    Valtrude, on the other hand, cannot read letters for a different reason than Alcia. More than that, there seemed to be plenty of variety to choose from.

    "Because of this, not only the soba noodles, but the udon and ramen were gradually prepared."

    "Do you want to do the same as Mr. Arcia? I''m gonna do this, too."

    Simply-is-best and Yut sends a help ship to Valtrude.

    But the beautiful Cathedral Knight has a sinister face as if he had hit a difficult question.

    "Oh, that''s the thing. So, how about some ramen over here?

    That''s what I pointed out: seafood based soy sauce ramen with a thick noodle type. It was also Acorn''s personal recommendation.

    "Right. Ramen isn''t what it is, is it?

    "That''s right. Don''t worry."

    "Well, let''s do that"

    "Is that good...?

    While in doubt, Yut proceeds to prepare by the cup of Alusia.

    Even so, there''s very little to do.

    Simply open the package, add the ingredients of the soup and pour the hot water. All you have to do is measure it on your phone for 3 minutes and put the fry on.

    Continue and turn your gaze toward Exile while preparing your cup buckwheat as well.

    "Not bad."

    Exile, sitting snuggly on the floor due to his size, had been drinking ramen on his pinch as early as possible.

    Even so, I didn''t put it back in hot water. He kept hitting the type of impromptu ramen he opened and sprinkled with hot water.

    Who the hell taught you how to eat like that?

    "Old man, aren''t you soggy?

    "So I guess it fits the liquor"

    "No, if that''s okay, I''m not saying it anyway..."

    Already, although I don''t think it has anything to do with the new year, if you think about it carefully, it is a place that is open to Larsia''s demands. If you''re enjoying yourself, I guess that''s good.

    Meanwhile, that Larsia was in big trouble with Jonah.

    "Eat Compare, Eat Compare"

    "Whoa, Yona, that sounds like fun. You should thank me at the end of the line!

    "Thank you, Acorn"

    "I can''t believe Jonah thanked me..."

    "How can you treat me!?"

    Well, that could be taken for granted.

    "What are you going to do so much more than that?"

    "That''s what you eat. What else are we going to do?"

    Nearly 10 cup noodles were waiting to be served before Larsia - and Jonah - said confidently with her breasts up.

    "Eat it, huh?

    "Of course."

    Jonah confidently says.

    When this happens, I can''t say anything anymore.

    Jonah, who received it as permission, tells Larsia about the miscellaneous in a rare and exciting way.

    "Speaking of which, they also eat the way they wait 10 minutes instead of 5"

    "Heh. But you can''t."

    For the restless meadow species, that was impossible.

    "Oops. Alcia, it''s all right."

    "Thanks"

    Yut, drawn back to consciousness by a cell phone alarm, finishes last and puts by the cup in front of Arcia.

    "Thanks"

    "Yeah. Than that, when it stretches out. So eat it"

    Arcia nods small, with chopsticks in her hand - all of Yut''s companions have mastered the use of chopsticks perfectly - and buckles modestly.

    Yut, for some reason, can''t let go of his eyes and stares at the way the noodles suck into his poor lips.

    "... that''s not bad"

    "Well, instantly¡­ more than an emergency meal."

    "If this is an emergency meal, adventurers will be happy to cry."

    With that said, Arcia now scratches the fried chicken small.

    This also seemed to taste satisfactory, so I proceeded smoothly with the chopsticks.

    "Look, why don''t you watch it and eat some brave men?

    I didn''t see it.

    Akane, who was making a couple ramen for Valtrude, cautioned the brave man with a voice about the middle of the tease.

    After making a completely unconvincing objection, Yut also opened the lid by the cup.

    As soon as possible, the scent of deliberate bonito spreads.

    Feel it, add the seven flavors and loosen the noodles. And I put in the stir-fry.

    "I''ll have it."

    First, sip the noodles.

    "... Was this it?

    The first thing I felt was a small surprise, not nostalgia.

    There was also an educational policy. I barely ate cup noodles. It was a yuut, but it''s not the first time.

    But it wasn''t the stiff noodles I remember, it was the stiff texture. There, I feel a fresh surprise.

    I don''t know one thing right now if it tastes good or not, but it''s not bad. It was never bad.

    The fried fish is also soothing.

    The smell of shrimp reminds me of shrimp pancakes, but again, that''s not bad either.

    "Over there."

    Then the wings rush the cup away from your mouth for more heat than you thought, although you drank the soup.

    But that''s not all bad either.

    Water I drank to reword it. It was just water, it was really good.

    "... yuut"

    "Hmm?"

    When Yut, who was obsessed and eating, looked up, Valtrude''s beautiful appearance was nearby.

    While I am heartily surprised, I put the chopsticks down and inquire.

    "Well, that looks delicious."

    "Oh. You''d better eat your buckwheat anyway."

    I''m no longer famously innocent, because this is a New Year''s Eve Eating Party.

    "Ugh, um. Right, right."

    "Don''t worry. ''Cause there''s still some left."

    Originally, we bring it from Earth beyond our reach.

    Besides, if it''s Valtrude, there''s no such thing as one or two cup noodles.

    That''s what I thought, and I just tried to make another one...

    "Brave man..."

    "Yut..."

    For some reason, I call my name like Acorn and Arcia are out there.

    If you notice, Exile and Jonah were looking at you the same way.

    Only Larsia had a full smile.

    "Ah. That''s..."

    A tour of Valtrude. At that point, the rails were laid, apparently.

    Embarrassing.

    I''m ashamed, but I can''t fail to respond to the demands of my beloved wife.

    "Val, you want mine?

    "Ugh, um. I don''t even have to make a new one. I''m sorry, but let''s have a little."

    Valtrude turning his face bright red is adorable, loving and.

    Yut also smiles and takes a small amount of noodles with chopsticks to his beloved wife''s mouth.

    He holds his hair down and mouths the noodles as he lays his eyes down, creating an unspeakable tone.

    If it was just the two of us, could we fulfill it and keep reason?

    Yut thinks so, taking care not to stare at Valtrude''s lips who soak the noodles.

    "Ugh...... This isn''t so bad either."

    "That''s good"

    "Yut, take this ramen with you."

    "Forgive me for that."

    Valtrude swells his cheeks in dissatisfaction, but he has no choice. Once I did that, I didn''t think Acorn or Yona would shut up.

    Maybe Arcia too......

    "Next year, I hope it''s peaceful"

    Yut, who finished his meal in a hurry, fumbles, says that.

    That''s unconscious. But heartfelt words.

    "Yut, I don''t think you can do that, do you?

    "Don''t tell me."

    Laughter leaks from no one.

    "Well, what. Say hello next year."

    Thus, my time with my loved ones passed.

 459 Prologue

    "Val, calm down and listen to me."

    "... why the assumption that I''m not calm?

    Valtrude is the lord of the office, replacing Yut, who is on his way to Earth.

    Face up from the paperwork and protest slightly dissatisfied to Arusia.

    "Calm people don''t try to fight during pregnancy..."

    "So, what''s the story?

    Valtroude, the world''s tallest cathedral knight (Paladin) and a proven adventurer, chose to retreat lightly when viewed as unfavourable.

    Throw out the job - for once, just check the contents and sign it - and encourage your childhood friend Archbishop (Patriarch) to follow.

    Alcia exhaled lightly and slowly opened her mouth to reflect Valtrude''s radiant beauty in her dark brown eyes.

    Yuuto-kun is back.

    "... well. Right."

    Humphung nods, Valtrude takes the sword (White Knight) that was standing beside him. Flowy gestures. I see no agitation, no rush.

    The Heavenly Mounted Sword, which became Valtrude''s loving sword on behalf of the lost Demon Sword Divine Subjugator, became her exclusive weapon by fitting an engagement ring - a state-sensitive ring, which is a magic tool (magic item) - given to her by Yut.

    Naturally, the effect of the state-sensing ring has been handed over to the Heavenly Mounted Sword, and if you hold the sword, you can sense Yut''s place and state of health.

    "I''ll pick you up."

    The calm until now is, where has it gone? And when he had grasped the sword of the mount of heaven, Valtrude stood up.

    The figure is as elegant and beautiful as the maiden of war who goes to the battlefield. There, if you add the energy to pick up the man you love, whoever you are, you''ll fall in love.

    Even Arsia forgot me for a moment for its beauty.

    "... I told you to calm down, didn''t I?

    But I didn''t even forget my own role. The role of protecting Yut and Valtrude''s son, dear to Alcia.

    I grabbed my childhood friend''s shoulder as it ran through like the wind and pushed it to the spot.

    "Yeah. Why don''t you stop?"

    Gradually, it is through the state-sensing ring that we approach this way.

    Does Arcia want to tell you that if you wait, you can see Yut? If only I hadn''t told you beforehand. Tell you what, it''s irrational to be patient.

    "Isn''t it bad that Yut''s late in the first place?

    "Aren''t you suddenly shifting responsibilities? You were told it might be too late to come back, weren''t you?

    "That''s right..."

    I missed you...... not that.

    It''s not the first time I''ve acted separately from Yut, and there was no Yut, but there were both Arsia, Larsia and Exile.

    I had a job.

    So it doesn''t mean I was lonely.

    But if I can see you, I want to see you.

    Right now, right now.

    "Has Alcia met Yut yet? Aren''t you cheating..."

    "Val......"

    Alcia will be relieved of the sincere thoughts.

    But there was a reason I couldn''t do that.

    "You know, I don''t want to interrupt. I just need to tell you something in advance."

    "Yay. Yut! Are you sure you brought your new mistress home? It''s true, isn''t it?

    There was a reason.

    "Oh, I, J, hmm...?

    "Ah, and Yut?

    He''s going to make fun of Yut, but he flew.

    Notice that, a cold sweat flows through Larsia''s temples.

    "Val, that''s not true."

    Alcia desperately tries to deny Larsia''s words that have suddenly broken in.

    From Earth, my real name accompanies me, but there''s nothing to look at. That was all I had to do, but because of the meadow race (Magner), it was becoming outrageous.

    Yes, Valtrude''s thoughts were supposed to be outrageous.

    (That Yut makes a mistress must have been quite, intimate or as a circumstance, undeniable. From Earth... is that your real name? If so, what does the real name mean, not kagra? Though it doesn''t seem like a yut. Looks like we had a situation where we weren''t going to pull out much longer. Nevertheless, a mistress is¡­)

    Unconsciously, stroke your abdomen. With merciful hands.

    For Valtrude, the caged child is to be welcomed. It''s where I want it, and I can tell you that my hope has been fulfilled.

    At the same time, however, it cannot move as before. I can''t help Yut.

    Even in that state, I can tell by the fact that I brought my mistress, not my fourth wife.

    "... right, mistress"

    Convinced, Valtrude nods.

    There''s no sense of grandeur or imposition there. In the first place, there''s no way Valtrude would even spit a lie.

    "I guess that means Yut worked again"

    Plus, Yut did. And Acorn and Yona must be safe too.

    Sure, I was surprised, but compared to that, there was no such thing as a mistress.

    "Whoa. Blink......"

    Larsia cannot look directly at Valtrude, who is pleased with the safety of the Yuts and trumpetes everything else.

    Plus, I knew it would be different from the facts, and still this even though I tried to mess with Yut. I guess I can''t help but feel forced to be purified.

    If Yut or Akane were on this occasion, he might have associated the Monkey King on Buddha''s palm.

    Most importantly, it is the result of being guided by a thought circuit that makes no difference.

    "Val, don''t look at me..."

    "Right now... Something''s about to melt Larsia like a lame whale"

    There, a sneak yuut enters the office.

    Of course, Acorn and Yona, with their real names.

    But all Valtrude could see was Yut.

    "Yut!"

    "Whoa."

    Valtrude suddenly jumps into Yut''s chest. Now, Arcia can''t even afford to stop it.

    Yut, while stepping on a bump, takes my wife, whom he firmly loves, and my child, whom he has yet to see. How there''s a difference in basic health, but you can''t lose as a husband and a father as a man.

    "I''m home, Val"

    "Welcome back, Yuut"

    "There was nothing there?

    "Oh. Peace itself."

    It was only about a week away.

    Even so, the two of them hug each other in a way that feels innumerable.

    Alcia and Akane laugh smiling, but her real name was out of sight in the light.

    "In exchange for that, you seem to have been involved in something again."

    "I mean, I got involved, or something...... So far, I''m not even supposed to explain it to Mr. Arcia?

    "Did you have a mistress? That means you must have been in love with some sort of solved case."

    "Weird place, good sense of things for nothing!

    I wonder why this happened, and Yut looks into the dark brown eyes of Arsia.

    The Alusian gaze shifted from Yut to Larsia.

    That alone made Yut understand everything.

    "No, that''s..."

    "Don''t even say it to everyone. Is that your real name?

    "Something about Val being enlightened!?"

    Yut looks at Alcia again for help, but she''s also hardened to surprise. Larsia laughs that this is funny.

    I can''t count on my friends.

    "A mistress is just a convenience"

    So, the real name I felt the need to explain goes forward and opens my mouth.

    "There''s a lot going on, because it''s an ostensible reason to take care of you here. Of course, I''ve never seen Sempai like that. Yes, I swear to God, in the past, in the present, in the future."

    "Master, if you emphasize too much, you have credibility¡­"

    "Totally. Me and Jonah are together, and you''re not gonna let that happen."

    "Yes. Acorn is right"

    "Right. Really..."

    Valtrude convinces me that words of denial popped out of his real name, acorn, and Yona, and apparently it was a Larsian prank.

    "Well, that would be better. Hmm. That''s better."

    "Damn, it looks so easy to make a mistress and come home."

    "Ah."

    "Brave man, you better not do that."

    It doesn''t seem subtly convincing, but I guess I realized the disadvantage.

    Yut decided to use his mouth for explanations, not objections.

    "My real name and Makina''s secrets are about to be leaked to the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). That''s why I was supposed to give you protection over here."

    "I mean, that''s what you decide, and Yut surrounds Mana as your mistress...?

    "It finally fits, but don''t mix it up by saying something extra"

    "Ha ha. Chaos is what I want. The world, chaos drinks you!

    I wonder what happened, and Yut looks into the dark brown eyes of Alusia.

    But it''s a silent denial that I''m back.

    Larsia seemed to drive normally today.

    "Yut."

    "Hmm?"

    Yuut while still cuddling with Valtrude.

    Jonah pulled the sleeve.

    "Souvenirs, serve"

    "... you didn''t buy a souvenir, did you?

    "Bicycle, I want to ride"

    "Yuuto-kun, what are you talking about? And a souvenir? You''ll explain what that means."

    Chuckle.

    Alcia smiles with the smile of the Mother of Mercy and a smile she wants to keep titled and decorated.

    But Yut, who was directed at it, had unconsciously left Valtrude and had retreated one step later.

    "Eh. This time, would you say Jonah''s contribution was huge..."

    "I just wanted to hear about that area later, but you bought a toy kind of thing?

    "Yes. I bought it..."

    "How long?

    "Quite, massively..."

    "... don''t spoil it too much, huh?

    "I''ll be careful in the future"

    So the conversation was over, and Arcia embraced Yut as well.

    Where I''m reflecting, there''s no point in overlapping words. More than that, he wanted to make sure he felt properly reunited.

    "Hi, I feel all around Sempai are sweet women gathered in Sempai"

    "Master, watch out for Boomerang"

    Such a true name and makina flush away, and Yut takes the children''s bike out of the bag of infinite storage. Common type with basket on front and side wheels on rear wheels.

    However, the body painted in silver and blue is stylish and the colour the boy seems to prefer.

    "Heh. Something feels good. What about mine? You have mine, don''t you?

    "Calm down."

    I don''t need to be told. When they took out the other bike for the child, Jonah and Larsia pushed the bike with them and headed outside.

    Yut is relieved that he wasn''t insane enough to ride his bike indoors.

    "So where''s my bike?

    "... when you have kids, let''s go buy them together"

    It was a very painful task to tell the truth to Valtrude, who believes and does not doubt that he has his own share.

 460 1. Activity report on blue stars

    "Looks like Larsia and Yona aren''t here, is that good?

    Exile, who visited Falve''s fortress, looked around Yut''s office and surprised to confirm.

    In addition to Yut''s return, he was told there was a report. The reaction will be natural.

    "No, don''t you mind if Jonah isn''t there..."

    First, the great chief of the rock giant (Jarloot) reconsidered.

    Jonah accompanied Yut and Akane. In other words, you will know the whole story on Earth. If the report alone, would it be enough with Yut?

    "That means you''re going to tell a story Larsia can''t make you listen to. Also, is there anything you want to do at the festival? Or is it an expedition somewhere?

    "Because with Jonah, I''m just playing with souvenirs from Earth. Exile old man, you read too much."

    "... right"

    No particular emotions were exchanged, and Exile nodded quietly.

    And I lowered my hips at the wall of the office, which is becoming a fixed position - besides the usual members, I noticed a face I saw.

    "Was he a magician (wizard) in Yut''s hometown"

    "It''s Makoto Qin. No, is Mana Hatano better?

    "It''s Makina. Regards, Grand Chiefs"

    Because of this, Makina, who was on the acorn to design a beautiful girl-shaped icon, and her true name, who had heard it with a grumpy and intricate halfway look, meet Exile. Of course, the only thing that lowered my head was my real name.

    - At the moment.

    "Well, that''s not all... Shall we get started?"

    Yut moves his gaze to Valtrude and Arusia with the documents he was checking - not a rush job, and similar documents accumulate enough to sell - on his desk.

    Taking it, the two of them who were practicing reading and writing letters together headed to the couch to the office and lowered their hips across from Akane and their real names sitting side by side.

    "First, I wonder what happened on Earth, briefly"

    Yut, who repositioned himself from the concierge to the reception space with only a chair, tells the story of events on Earth along chronological lines.

    He was interviewed by the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) to serve as an advisor, and he acknowledged it.

    There was a mild rub with Verga''s breathtaking extremists, something Jonah swept away.

    Being involved in a separate incident from that, witnessed the former classmate use the spell, but that the Hyun-jeol meeting is responding.

    "So maybe I''ll stay over there for a few short days more. Well, I''m gonna keep it modest until Val gives birth."

    "Don''t worry too much about that. When I''m done, it''s just gonna be the order of alusia and acorns."

    Valtrude, sitting deep on the feelings sofa, shows Eagle Deep his understanding.

    "More than that... Verga"

    "Well, I guess it felt like a little experiment or something to play with"

    "Nevertheless, that evil demigod would be glad to have been able to trouble Yut"

    Alcia also speaks of resentment with a look like she chewed up a bitter bug.

    It''s unusual for her. No, Verga is the only exception.

    "I guess I can''t help but get Yut involved over there in the sense that I''m going to do something about that nonsense"

    Exile also undertook with a heavy bass voice to leave it to him in his absence.

    So the acorn opens its mouth in a light condition in an attempt to change the atmosphere.

    "And you bought a lot of toys as souvenirs."

    "When Jonah wanted to distribute it to her friends at school, Daxtum, when God comes to take revenge with his console, he wonders what he should be able to deal with without me. And, see. Because children will improve faster."

    "I see...... Is that what happened?"

    "Val, you''re fooling me. Brave men, think of some more excuses."

    "None?

    "... said I''d be lucky if I went through with this"

    Out of the way, I feel like I was through, and Yut laughs bitterly.

    Of course, it doesn''t have to be logical.

    "... Yut, there''s still going on, isn''t there?

    "Yes."

    Encouraged by Alcia, Yut strangely returns to the story.

    Rather, this is where it comes from, the real deal.

    "Verga''s breathtaking extremist - the first to fight Rouge Empress was his real name, and to get through that, he used a bluff that his real name was my mistress..."

    In the end, I admit it as a convenience to cover up and hide Makina''s true power, so I will briefly explain that my real name is to be brought here.

    "Was it that bad?

    "It may be hard for the old man to understand... Over there, over here, when your abilities are revealed, there''s gonna be a fight, okay?

    "Sure, Machina''s abilities are out of standard."

    The first to show understanding was Alcia, who encouraged it to continue.

    Serving Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, she understands Machina''s specificity well.

    It is impossible to think in common sense, such as simply letting a scroll load a scroll and mastering a spell in just a few seconds.

    "I support Yuto. Rather, I have to thank you."

    In addition, Makina could also be called the child of the Truss-Sink God and his husband God, Zeras, the god of knowledge. If it is to protect it, the story of an ostensible mistress or the like will have a lower priority.

    "Right. I don''t know what to say about this. I don''t think I can make a better decision than Yut."

    Valtrude accepted without giving in, and Exile nodded as well.

    "Thank you. Then let''s ask Mr. Kagra to prepare for the room with his real name later"

    "Sempai. Am I going to live in this castle, too?

    "I told you before, there''s room for you."

    "No, but. Instead of bothering you......, don''t interrupt?

    "If you don''t mind, I''ll get you an inn..."

    Yut doesn''t look very good, even though he shows understanding when he also finds out the reluctance of his real name.

    "The living environment is incomparable. Baths and such, including the area."

    "Uh..."

    The words of Yut, who has spent a long time in this other world (Brewers), are compelling.

    Besides, there was a problem charging the makina.

    It can be restored with a "Repair (Repair)" spell, as Yut did, but it is a heavy burden to use it every day without being a Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    It is self-evident that the generator should not be brought out of the fortress.

    "Isn''t it just as good as when we used to stay here?

    Valtrude says what is at issue.

    "I thought things had changed since then..."

    I can barely tell because it''s loose clothes, but when I look at it like that, Valtrude''s abdomen swelled slightly. I know that stress is forbidden even for real names that I have never dealt with pregnant women.

    I took my gaze off of it and then my real name looked at Arcia with the meaning of confirmation.

    Speaking of which, have my eyes healed or have I removed the crimson eyelids I always had?

    "It''s not like we don''t know each other, it won''t be a problem. Besides, if I kick you out, you''ll be more concerned."

    "In the meantime, why don''t you just feel like borrowing it?

    "... right. I''ll take care of you."

    Arcia and Acorn''s removal became decisive.

    Let''s get out of here before it bothers us. As long as Petra is good, it may not be bad to live with her.

    With that in mind, his real name bows his head.

    "... Speaking of which, Petra would be surprised if she suddenly found out I was coming this way"

    "Uh. Speaking of which, still, what is it?

    "I received a message that I was coming back to fulfill my purpose."

    "Speaking of which," Arcia replied to Yuut, who confirms with a creepy head.

    "Oh well. That''s more than anything."

    Lela - Legra God''s Minutes Divine Body - and Emperor Turtle Archeron are with us. I didn''t think it was rare, but that and worries are a different story.

    The intermingled emotions of relief and no pride swirled in the yurt.

    His true name, who looked at Yut like that with an unexpected look on his face, expressed doubts in order to know the situation.

    "Is Petra going somewhere?

    "To the southern continent, by boat"

    "... is it the Great Sailing Age"

    "To free slaves or bring back spice seedlings"

    "Was it the Great Sailing Age..."

    A response with an impression of your real name and that one.

    In a way, it could have been at this moment that I was strongly convinced I was back at this Brewers.

    "Hmm. After all, it''s usually a wedding in a place like a temple."

    "Right. Nothing. I don''t believe in that god."

    "It''s a world without God, that''s no choice. More than that, it seems unusual for a ceremony to be a square."

    "Rather than rare, maybe not even royal marriages..."

    The night the Yuts returned.

    He and his wives had met together for a long time and had a couple''s time without water.

    It spreads the marriage information magazine that Acorn has brought from Earth to the couple''s bed and looks at the "Top 50 Inspiring Wedding Plans".

    With so many pictures, Valtrude seemed to enjoy it fully.

    "First of all, how about spreading it?"

    "Right. Though I''m also interested in what Mr. Acorn thinks is the ideal wedding."

    "As far as I''m concerned, I''d like to do it alone with my family."

    "I did it in the middle of the square."

    "... let me keep my mouth shut"

    I was impressed, but now that I think about it, I feel like it was a spectacle, Valtrude swells my cheeks. In contrast, instead of family, Arcia, who had only Yut and Truss-Sink gods, pierced no comment.

    "What do you think of the brave?

    "I thought, too, plain on Earth..."

    "But?"

    "Now whether the Hyun-chul Conference will tolerate it"

    "... the entertainer''s starting to get a little dull."

    "And originally, Queen Eudit watched in silence..."

    "hahahaha"

    With a dry laugh, Acorn looked at Arcia.

    Arcia strayed from the acorn.

    "Well, let''s just say that"

    If we''re not talking about it now, Yut closes the marriage information magazine and turns it upside down.

    Then I took Arcia''s hand.

    "This time, thanks to Alcia, we''ve helped a lot of people."

    Yuut says as he lets Alcia touch the two wedding rings.

    To Yut and Akane, Yona. Even if it widened the scope, if it helped her true name, Arcia would have put the spell in the ring.

    In that sense, it is unexpected that he helped the victims of the Inverted Arrow Sacrifice Arrows. But that saved Yut''s mind was an unmistakable fact.

    "Yes, that''s good."

    Did the thought convey, Arcia honestly received Yut''s gratitude.

    Valtrude is also nodding, yeah, as he sits on his bed.

    "Well, I''ll have to ''activate'' again."

    "... Zhuyin"

    "Mr. Acorn..."

    Not to the point of being inferior...... but laughing acorns, Yut and Arcia stared half-eyed.

    "Looks like Larsia."

    I thought you were Larsia.

    "Huh? No. Living Spirit Dispersal"

    Spin your hands behind your back to chase away the invisible spirit - like.

    "It''s just not an evil spirit, is it?

    "Val, if you turn it into an evil spirit, Larsia will be dead."

    Yut pays attention to his beloved wife, who gets a slightly deviant feeling.

    But Valtrude gave a decent look at its glowing beauty - which also requires a lot of effort to endure hugging - he said.

    "What are you saying? Larsia won''t be able to die. On the contrary, how can Larsia die?

    "... like saying a word of prayer to God with a cross?

    "Val, sounds like you''re serious..."

    "Yes, Val."

    In a way, I don''t dispute Valtrude''s tremendous trust in the meadow race (Magner) - not because it seemed more interesting. Never - Yut tells Arsia that he cared about another thing.

    "Still, Arcia, you seem used to showing your eyes."

    "Right. That surprised me, too."

    Ever since I came back from Earth, I haven''t worn a crimson eyelid.

    Despite having a real name.

    This could be described as considerable progress.

    "It wouldn''t be that impressive, would it? It''s not even the first time I''ve seen it."

    "Isn''t that your first real name?

    "I''m sure you do."

    "... well, yes. I''m used to it. You can''t be shy forever, can you?

    But the look on Arcia''s face that speaks such an honest argument is bright red against his will.

    I wouldn''t have ignored the existence of a real name.

    "This is that one. It''s been a long time since I''ve seen Yut, so he''s risen."

    "Mr. Acorn? What grounds are you saying that on? Even though we haven''t been apart for months? Val, when I told you Yut was back, you tried to run out?

    "Wouldn''t I matter!?"

    Valtrude protests against the unexpected betrayal of Alcia.

    But the momentum didn''t last long either, and I got embarrassed.

    (I mean, at the time you put Val out to pick up, you''re like admitting it...)

    Thought so, but keep silent.

    Yut also seemed to be learning the secrets of conjugal circles.

 461 2. True Name Mandate (Previous)

    "Good Morning, Master"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "The environment has changed, but you seem to have slept well"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Really, you seem to have slept well"

    Makina''s words to the unsuspecting owner of getting out of bed rarely contained that tone.

    But the kindness that voluntarily stops me from alarming is genuine. Because of the synthetic electron sound, it was not a difficult task to sense nuances from that voice.

    "Again, there was a fight with the guys named Rouge Empress and so on, and it seemed inevitable, but being treated as a mistress made you worry and worry about what you might think. As a result, I ended up worried... Hehe. I hope this is where your husband''s heart is at ease."

    Kagra, a Dragon Man (Draconut) maid at Yut''s behest, has prepared a private room that is countless in the fortress of Falve.

    bed and a side table beside it. Besides, it''s a simple room with a closet and a table for writing. The size is also larger than a business hotel called Earth¡­

    But it was just the right size for my real name.

    Furthermore, it was only created by the miracle of the Hellenonian God, and all the furniture is first-class while the quality is rigid. At least the comfort of the bed, I''m sure. The fact that it took a few minutes for his real name to react to Makina''s words proves it.

    "Huh. Yeah...... That''s what I don''t bother to say, Makina..."

    "If your husband was asleep, he''d be just a monologue, so no problem."

    "You wanted to wake me up..., you wanted to play with me..., don''t make it clear... Yikes"

    Moving more than thighs... Makoto Qino wants to say goodbye to his dream country.

    The words are clear, but the movement is slow. It never came out of the duvet, and stopped in a nagging position on the bed.

    If anyone who knows her sees it, he won''t be able to hide his surprise.

    "It''s a pretty adorable sight every morning"

    "Every day... won''t be"

    Ignore the adorable ones, and your real name tries to argue.

    "Only when I don''t have business."

    "Well, that''s how it''s set up in the future"

    "Not even in settings"

    Haven''t you just listened away? Or did the conversation with Makina inspire awakening?

    The wake-up phase of his real name goes one step further, dressed to sit perfectly on the bed. With that, the duvet fell sharply according to gravity, and her entire body was exposed.

    "Doesn''t that make you weak in the morning, then"

    A simple underwear figure in white, both up and down, floating in the sunlight over the curtains. In it, a small ribbon creates cuteness. Its clean appearance could be described as a true name.

    But surprisingly, apparently, it was usual to go to bed in this outfit.

    Long dark hair with a ponytail untied wraps around small but thin and supple limbs. He is low in height and has little or no crease, etc. But the indefensible appearance of it was strangely inflammatory.

    Look asleep, exposed to none of that. Or he was rubbing a grater and eyelids in the back of his hand as if he were trying to wake up drowsy.

    The usual look on Rin''s face is awake, loose, and her eyes are dull. The gap with the usual creates a really vivid color tone.

    But I have no consciousness in my real name.

    Neither does Makina dare to point it out.

    "Like...? No, not quite, my lord."

    It''s on the bedside table - and on the flip - so I can''t save the way I''m sleeping in the video.

    And while he remembered his remorse, Makina never failed to take her place.

    "It''s breakfast time I promised in about 5 minutes, doesn''t this count for errands"

    ".................. ugh"

    Is this exactly what an unspoken scream is?

    He jumped the duvet, and his real name rushed over to the suitcase left on the wall.

    "Good Morning"

    Sober and true names show up in the dining room. It doesn''t even make me feel fine dust, such as how it was swinging until earlier.

    Already, the preparation of meals had been investigated, and several of the foreigners were present.

    "Good morning, Makoto. Did you sleep well?

    "Yeah, I''m trained to sleep in any environment."

    Acorn welcomed me first.

    When she stands up, sitting next to Yut, she moves to the entrance to the room to guide her.

    With such a nod back to the acorn, his real name sits next to him, following the guidance. It may be a violation of manners, but I''ll also put Makina on the table.

    "Look, Yona. Wake up. Your real name just got here, and you''re so neat."

    When Fumi''s real name looked next to her, an albino girl sat on Yut''s lap. It literally means, with Yut''s body on his back, sloppy.

    Would it be more right to fall asleep than to be sweet?

    "Ugh...... Approximately¡­ we¡­"

    "On this point, neither we nor we change."

    Yut pinches Yona''s cheek with both hands from behind.

    Move it up and down like a mochi, but rather, when it was funny, Jonah did but left it.

    "Heh heh heh"

    "Hmm? Makina? What''s wrong with you?

    "... nothing strange, right, Makina"

    "No. I was just smiling like a sibling or parent or child. Yeah, that''s all."

    For some reason, my real name gives me a sinister look.

    Yut was surprised to see what it meant, but could not pursue it busily under the care of Jonah.

    "... by the way, are Exile and Larsia still there?

    Valtrude, sitting alone on a short part of the edge of the rectangular table, asks Arcia, next to him on the left.

    Rather than worrying about the two remaining people who had not yet come, it was easy to guess from the rush that it was okay to eat first.

    "In a while, they''ll be here."

    While fully appreciating its intentions, Alcia replies to Kanborough.

    You''ll be a mother in a while. Yet all I''m saying is that restlessness is troublesome.

    "Grunt..."

    "Look, how long has Jonah been doing that? It''s time to get it right."

    "Grunt..."

    The Albino girl honestly followed Alcia''s instructions as she gave a groaning voice imitating Valtrude. Kids know exactly who''s the best.

    Jumping off Yut''s knees, he quickly moved to the seat next to Arsia.

    A true name I don''t even know the face of my real parents, but I accidentally spill a smile on their parent-child interactions.

    Whoa, whoa, whoa.

    "A little late?

    "No, no problem."

    Yut welcomes the two people who remain seated - Larsia and Exile - and breakfast finally begins.

    I still regularly decide to have breakfast with you in order to receive protection from the Feast Divine Feast, as well as to hold various meetings.

    On the table, freshly baked baguettes that still have hot air. There are also several types of jams lined up.

    On personal plates, a bright yellow omelet with a white sausage that is not very common in Japan. Both seem to eat with knives and forks.

    Besides, salads and drinks are the style of pouring yourself tea from the pot.

    Not to mention that I couldn''t wait, but Valtrude hands on the white sausage first. I have a knife, but without cutting it apart, I poke it with a fork and scratch it directly.

    It would also be possible to build a fortune by streaming its appearance on TV CM, which is really happily swallowed.

    "Here you go, have some"

    As recommended by Arcia, her real name also took a baguette and applied plenty of mamalade jam for a bite.

    "... delicious"

    Unexpectedly, I spoke to my voice.

    It was a true name that wasn''t specific or thoughtful about the meal, but it wasn''t like I had a taste problem.

    Mamalade with a neat acidity and sweetness that eliminates bitterness. Besides, the baguette is also fragrant, with a sense of flavor and sweetness.

    A few steps higher than the usual meal of my real name.

    "Surprised?

    "... well, yeah"

    Yut asked me to do it, so I tried to strengthen it, but how successful is it? I wasn''t sure about my real name.

    "Sempai, this time again, still..."

    "Yes, this is the Sixth Staircase''s divine spell," Banquet. "

    "Sixth¡­"

    On Earth, a third staircase spell like Fireball would be top notch without complaint. More than that, it enters the fairytale realm, such as the sixth staircase.

    Furthermore, if it becomes a divine spell that embodies the miracle of God rather than a theoretical spell, it is completely legendary or inherited.

    Not for the first time, but with one end of that miracle in my mouth.

    That makes me dizzy again.

    "It can''t be that bad."

    A meadow species (Magner) unrelated to tension says while eating omelettes.

    "Whatever, you''re just like that!

    "That''s right..."

    Indeed, no special catalyst is used for the use of the Feast. All you need is room to eat slowly over time and the faith of the surgeon.

    "And look, you say it tastes as good as free rice, right?

    "I''m not telling you."

    "Say. At least it''s in our homework."

    "This is why the meadow race..."

    "Um... At a time when the Sixth Staircase spell can be used at all costs to prepare breakfast¡­ No, nothing"

    Words of objection never came out to the end.

    Even though it would have been in a hurry, such as Yut, it''s enough to use the extreme spell of the Ninth Staircase for no reason. When you feel different, you have to swallow it.

    There is no causal recoil (backlash) here either.

    "By the way, right after Zhu Yin came over, I thought this level of diet was normal"

    "I miss you..."

    Acorn places the knife and fork, far-eyed.

    I remember having a hard time supplying Alsace afterwards, but my real name doesn''t know that much.

    "So when you leave this castle to live, your meals don''t taste good either, professor."

    At meals, the free makina speaks for the owner.

    It was a true name that wasn''t specific or thoughtful about the meal, but it wasn''t like I had a taste problem.

    This was going to be a difficult decision.

 462 3. True Name Assignment (After)

    Having finished breakfast more slowly than ever before, his real name was visiting the city of Falve single-handedly with Makina.

    I''ve stayed here before, but I was basically with someone. More importantly, I don''t remember Verga settling in for Yut or having a Valtrude wedding.

    "Still, you''ve changed a lot."

    "Your husband (master) may not have bothered to fit his clothes here either"

    "Sure..."

    People crossing the permanent market in Falve.

    Not only humans, no, but rather about as many dwarves as the ratio. Other diverse species, such as rock giants (jarloots) and meadow species (magners), walk around in search of commodities in leafy eared elves.

    That in itself is the same as when you were brought here before.

    What''s changing is that outfit. It''s mostly women''s clothing, too.

    Previously, to the extent that I wore a long sleeve, long length tunic like a piece. The color was about white or blue, and I didn''t remember seeing the pattern or anything.

    Even now, it''s not extinct. In fact, his real name is dressed similarly.

    But now, that wasn''t all.

    I''m sure there are many one-piece types of clothing, but coordination with boots and other foot areas is contemplated, and the design of the piece itself is sophisticated.

    It would be the most beautiful piece of woolen fabric with body lines. I may choose what to wear, but when I wear something with a good style, it''s fascinating enough.

    It was also not significantly different from Earth''s outfits, such as a combination of blouse and check long skirts.

    It is worn with joy not only by humans, but also by other races such as Dwarves and Elves. It''s an unusual sight, like some kind of work of art.

    Of course, the quality of fabrics and sewing cannot be said to be that high. Still, the glamour of appearance is more out of step than it has traditionally been.

    "Is this what Senpai Miki did so hard..."

    Forget to look around the market, too, and your real name feels the sight in front of you.

    And I think.

    "What can I do for myself? That''s what you think, sir."

    "Why, you say¡­"

    Drop your gaze on the emerald green tablet at hand and sigh true name.

    It would have been that easy to understand, just a little, depressing.

    In different worlds, neither right nor left, Yut was made up of a state of hand-to-hand karate.

    Akane left a footprint in her own area of expertise, even if she had the support of that yut.

    What can I do in comparison?

    Asking yourself that would be unavoidable. I''m not feeling inferior, but I really compare.

    Something tells me that my real name must never do this.

    Strongly speaking, regular investigation reports are required to be submitted to the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). However, it is optional in terms of content. Nor is it a duty.

    If you think the reason I was sent to the Brewers was to connect me to Yut, is that the original business or something like that secondary?

    Besides, I don''t have any hobbies like this in my real name, which has been dawn on training and assignments. I didn''t even think of what I wanted to do.

    "Thanks to Sempai, it seems like it would be helpful to deceive the area."

    "Nothing, I don''t think you mind if I make it a fact"

    "... it''s time to get angry, isn''t it?

    "Jesus, Mam"

    Sigh again at Makina, who tells her to stand aside, and her real name begins to move.

    However, in a direction away from the centre of the market.

    "Oh, my lord. Are you sure you want to visit the market?

    "I''d like to go, but there was"

    Ahead of the gaze of his real name.

    There, the shore island set up by Yut - the pedestal of God - was somewhat seated.

    (It''s more of a majestic library than a luxury......)

    There were several reasons why his real name visited the library of the Knowledge God.

    One is that as part of sending Earth''s books to different worlds, I was concerned about their whereabouts.

    The other motivated me to read a local book and want to get the basics.

    And the biggest thing was that I wanted to settle down and think in a quiet environment.

    But before that, I''m overwhelmed by the library itself.

    The sight of a bowl-shaped building lined with bookshelves across layers is just awesome. I just stepped in and sighed at its size and the number of books I had. The unique atmosphere and smell of the library is also pleasant.

    For book preservation, room temperature and humidity are kept comfortable. Its comfort is not human, but for books. In the first place, I don''t see any shadows around, whether it''s bad time or upstairs in the browsing space.

    However, a wooden guide doll (golem) positioned at the stronghold was working neatly and was not sure how to take the sight.

    "As far as I can tell, they''re my brothers and sisters"

    "That''s true...... Be quiet in the library."

    While paying common sense attention to Makina, her real name moves on as she observes her surroundings.

    The thick leather fitted books - so much so that I wonder if the cover is the main body - go between the bookshelves lined up and proceed from the bottom of the rind bowl to the edge.

    On the way, I felt more like I saw an object like a black chunk than a person in black...... but I silently passed by. To be precise, I didn''t know how to approach it.

    Besides, the place to go was right there.

    "... somehow, you''re floating from around"

    "On this occasion, that would be it"

    Whispering, his real name would be twice his height. Looking up at the bookshelf.

    There was, in a way, a familiar line of books in his real name.

    To classical literature such as Shakespeare, fairy tales such as Andersen. In addition, texts of several religions and primers of the natural sciences. Some art books are full of photographs.

    If it''s a library on Earth, a book that will never gather on one bookshelf.

    But here it was grouped in one place in the category of books from different worlds.

    A "normal¡± book with a different ornamental luxury than the surroundings.

    Nonetheless, this library of knowledge gods is also an important corner, with many magic puppets arranged.

    Take out one book appropriately so as to ascertain its existence.

    It was an animal atlas for children.

    Photographs of animals, such as those in the zoo, and explanatory notes are published in plain sentences with few kanji characters. Common stuff. Just because I saw it in the Brewers doesn''t mean something is different.

    The book is a metaphor.

    But in this Brewers, a treasure trove of information from different worlds worth a thousand gold.

    Conversely, bringing even one copy of the Brewers'' book lined up in this library to Earth would be a drama that would have a lot of impact on a variety of fields.

    I had opened a page of drawings, but my true name''s eyes did not show any photographs or texts.

    "In other words, the value of things is not immovable, but something that shifts according to times and places¡­"

    That would be the same thing in a person''s value.

    The perception, which can be taken for granted, sheds light on the subordination that his true name had.

    "Decided."

    "May I ask, my lord"

    "Similar to a fool''s idea to rest,"

    If you can''t think of it on your own, you can borrow the wisdom of your ancestors.

    The real name, reopened in a way, went under Yut.

    "I see."

    Having just finished asking if he was taking a break or consulting his real name - what to do with this Brewers - Yuut snapped a word as he entertained the coffee cup.

    "I mean, look for yourself..."

    "That''s the professor. That''s the exact expression."

    "You don''t have to look. Real name, you''re there."

    "That''s fine."

    "Oh, yeah..."

    Looking only a little lonely, Yut strayed from his gaze.

    Maybe he thought it was a thoughtful return.

    As if to prove it, the next word was, somewhat of a throw.

    "Nothing, I don''t think anyone would be mad if they ate and slept all day"

    "That''s an ideal life!

    "Makina......"

    "Of course, it''s a lie. Isn''t it the same as being powered off, such as a life without such irritation? Yeah, I''m bored to death."

    I want to live in peace, but that''s not all I''m bored with.

    It could also be broken off as selfish, but Makina''s remarks could have been out of the picture, shooting straight.

    "Well, I don''t know how it feels, but I don''t."

    Yut himself managed to adapt to different worlds and had a desire to survive. Therefore, I never thought of what to do.

    I desperately remembered the spell and desperately ate to devour it so that it would not be left behind by the Valtrudes.

    The real name, on the other hand, doesn''t have to do anything or anything. Actually, isn''t it the only state where we can call it hanging out without either one of us?

    Yut guesses so.

    If so, things are extra important.

    Anyway, I''m not really asking for a report on the Brewers.

    And the investigation and resolution of cases involving monster exorcisms and mysteries that have been carried out as first-degree magic instructors are the work of adventurers and temples in the Brewers.

    I''m not inferior to the average adventurer, I would rather have above-average strength, but it didn''t mean I could only have a real name.

    I mean, it''s off the job I''ve been in, and I guess it''s like I''m losing my stopover.

    More serious and sincere troubles than someone who was slaughtered a house just for Valtrude.

    With that in mind, it would not be generous for Yut to help, it would be tantamount to duty.

    "Right...... For example, you may entrust primary school teachers just like Petra, and if you want to embark on a journey, you can be accompanied by a trusted escort. If you really want to study, you can keep your mouth shut on Dean Mel."

    I''m not counting the fingerfolds, but I''m going to list some paths.

    "Work, travel, study¡­"

    "For one thing, it''s an atmosphere of not coming, my lord"

    "You don''t have to speak for my heart."

    "What are you talking about? What is a spell document without support"

    A gaze gathers in Makina.

    For one thing, it''s raw and warm. The other is a tough shot gaze.

    Of course, that''s not the artificial intelligence that works.

    Yut moved his gaze from Makina to his true name and gently asked him not to be questioned.

    "None, don''t you like it"

    "No, that''s not what..."

    It''s just that Makina''s right. It doesn''t come right.

    I can''t imagine myself doing that.

    "You don''t have to worry about anything. I have trouble being weird and being told I don''t want to do it but I want to..."

    "But what is it?

    "When it comes to a development where you don''t have to rush to find something you want to do sooner or later, Nee... he says you''re going to be applauded for the chore help route"

    "What else would it be!

    My real name wasn''t in a hurry.

    Of course, I''m not willing to spend time without work or study.

    Still, the prophecy of Yut seemed unreal but ominous, and I listened with momentum.

    "Anything else..."

    Pushed by that pressure, Yut wanders his gaze.

    So, I could say that Yut seemed to be the highest percentage of documents being processed in my sight... and, at one point, my gaze stops.

    That was the paperwork regarding the payment to Ren, a sister disciple.

    "How about studying how to make magic potion while playing assistant?

    "Magic medicine, is it..."

    "Oh. I have a sister apprentice in Falve who owns a magic pharmacy. I''ve barely touched the magic potion, so I''m an apprentice."

    "I''ll do it"

    Before Yut was finished, his real name had answered instantly.

    "No, I think it''s convenient for the other side... Make sure you let me do it"

    Because you can learn technology that doesn''t exist on Earth.

    Because it''s something neither Yut nor Acorn can do.

    I would be able to attach as many reasons as I want later... but what I accepted was almost intuition.

 463 4. A request

    "Welcome"

    "... sounds like you''re working hard"

    Ren''s Magic Medicine (Potion) store can''t even be flattering. Glass iron (crystal iron), which seals the spell of "Light Fire", is well lit, but there is no denying the sense of obstruction.

    Yut, who entered the store, was welcomed by two discomforts.

    One is that people other than Len have store numbers.

    The other thing is that juniors who don''t always break their neat expressions are desperately trying to make a smile.

    Precious. A very precious sight.

    "Makina, you''d be saving it properly in the video, wouldn''t you? If you fail, I''ll be pissed off by Zhuyin, okay?

    "There is no extraction, Professor"

    "Perfect."

    "I''ll take care of it"

    A flowing conversation that is exchanged with a makina on the counter, not with myself. Besides, somehow, while keeping a smile - something that seems - my real name tries to be modest.

    "Customer, if you get too close to the clerk, it doesn''t show"

    "That''s rude."

    He prioritizes his position as a clerk even though he doesn''t have any other customers.

    Yut chuckles when that seems to be his true name.

    "... really rude"

    But fixing it seemed to be the limit.

    Exhale deeply and deeply, staring at Yut with a sharp gaze. All I''m saying is that''s the signal to switch to the way you always treat me.

    Even wild animals were likely to be dispersed, but it is ineffective for Yut. That''s my real name, I just get weird impressions.

    "What about Ren?

    "If you''re a master, you''re working on it. Do you want to call it?

    "No, that''s fine. By the way, how''s it going?

    "In just a few days, nothing good or bad"

    It doesn''t even take long to get close to the counter, just in a small store that doesn''t take five steps to travel from end to end.

    And Yut asks an ambiguous question about the real name behind the shelves lined with magic medicine bottles.

    Although, you are right about the ambiguity, it is an important question for the extent to which you visit by sewing between jobs. As an introducer, it''s a natural duty to distract.

    "But in many ways, it''s an indisputable fact that we''re finally getting used to it"

    "Your husband was confused about how to deal with the young teacher."

    "Because I was the type of person I''d never talked to before."

    While my real name was in the Brewers for a short stay, and during Yut and Valtrude''s wedding, I knew each other, but it was also the first time I had talked to them.

    Besides, my real name can''t be good for flattery or love, and Ren isn''t very good at communicating either.

    The first meeting between the two was filled with strange tensions.

    It was no surprise that the disciple of his true name broke into chatter, but Tertione, Elf''s Magic Master (Warlock), Ren''s father and master of Yut, propelled him forcefully.

    Apparently, he was worried about his daughter running the store alone.

    In fact, Ren thought, "It''s early to take a disciple..." and he was reluctant to "be alone... so".

    It''s like, "I''m not a big disciple. Think of it as an assistant," he argued forcefully, "In the first place, I''m sure there are more orders," watching Yut smile at Turtione poking at reality.

    Ultimately, Ren also agreed with the enthusiasm of his real name, and it was only a few days ago that he decided to become a disciple.

    While I was passing through the fortress of Falve, I was also studying magic drugs......

    "I managed to communicate with my master, but I didn''t know it was called magic medicine but not medicine"

    "Oh...... If you ask me, it sure is."

    Communication with Len was resolved to some extent, without hesitation, by communicating the words clearly. Whether you''re used to it in your real father Tertione or Yona, it''s smoother to be slightly more forceful.

    That was not all, of course, but also the presence of Makina, who brokered in key places.

    But the problem is, it still exists.

    "If they call it unsolicited thoughts, I''m sure they do,"

    "It''s more about magic than medicine."

    Magic medicine can be taken orally or it works by swinging it on the subject. For this reason, magic drugs also have types of objects to be applied to items such as weapons and protective equipment.

    If this is a ''medicine'', it is unlikely that the wound will heal, whether you take it or apply it.

    Like Yut said, it''s a kind of - disposable - magic appliance.

    "In the first place, it''s a scroll (scroll), not a plant with a drug effect based on the ingredients. Well, it''s paper, so maybe it''s an ingredient of natural origin..."

    "Sempai, I wonder if that''s impossible"

    Whether it''s science or divinity, its users can put spells in the scroll.

    Its staircase allows the length of the scroll and the time it takes to create it. And because of the use of special ink, the cost and so on will also vary, but basically it is the minimum effect and it will not be the same as being disposable.

    Dissolve the scroll with a special drug solution and then process it with a special method, allowing anyone to use it by ingesting or applying it. That was the magic drug in the Brewers.

    "Well, that''s a joke, but you usually think it''s a pill"

    "Yes. In the first place, the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) had no knowledge of scrolls..."

    A glimpse of his partner on the counter, his real name puts his mind to the difference between the Brewers and the planet.

    "Exactly, because you can''t melt makina into magic pills"

    "Master, think of such horrible things..."

    "When the LCD screen is melted and drunk, it becomes refreshing."

    "It''s not a drink!

    It''s hard to tell if it''s just the serious look and voice of your real name, but, of course, I don''t mean it. or, as for the part that melts the maquina, there is no certainty as to whether it is a joke or not.

    "So the training starts from where you create the scroll"

    "The young teacher was surprised by this."

    "Well, I guess..."

    Scroll creation is the first step of the Mage (Wizard). By the time you''ve finished studying elementary spells and the spells on the first staircase can be handled, it''s something you''ll remember as natural.

    But for Ren, it is also an item that can be taught for sure. In that sense, the distorted progress of the planet is not a bad thing either.

    "Don''t worry, Sempai, you''re being politely taught."

    "Oh well. I''m relieved, Len."

    "Huh?"

    How long have you been there?

    When his surprised real name turned around, a half-elf girl tucked into the entrance connecting the store to the workplace.

    Blonde hair long enough to cover her entire body, luxurious limbs, and leaf-shaped ears of a tree. A girl as quiet as a lake, fit to describe herself as a fairy.

    But Ren didn''t try to get close to Yut, as usual, staring at his true name''s face.

    "Mana... honey..."

    "What is it?

    My real name broke my knee and stared Ren in the eye from the front.

    "''If you get too close to the clerk, it won''t show'', he said..."

    "Yeah. Is that it?

    "Brother... to... you can''t hug me... what...?

    A pitiful look was given to me by the cute half-elf manager and master, and my real name is on the way.

    I looked around... but my allies were nowhere.

    Whatever you say, I''m sure the corners will stand.

    So Yut told Ren, "I''ll be back," and left the magic pharmacy. My biggest goal is to see what my real name looks like, so there''s nothing wrong with that.

    Besides, in terms of ethics and general common sense, it is the true name that counts most.

    "Makina is a subtle anxiety element, but I would do something with her real name"

    Yes, even modestly, Yut, who threw round, returned to his job as a housekeeper.

    I''ve already processed the project I deposited while I was on the planet, but when it''s over, I''m waiting for a new job.

    I''ve emigrated, rock giants (Jarloot).

    The settlement is well built and training for the Knights of the Rock Giants seems to be feverish.

    There''s no point in saying "as much" to the rock giants, so we''ll have to ask Alcia to take a generous backup.

    In addition, new and extended works on the carriage railway have been prepared.

    Ultimately, it is necessary for Yut to use spells and earth jewels, but preparations such as rails are steadily being made. Conversely, Tertione was behind me because he was waiting for the materials to be ready.

    Yut checks the schedule in his head and pops up a candidate for the scheduled construction date.

    Later, I thought I''d talk to the clerk, old Claude, and adjust - and a modest knock echoes into the office.

    Valtrude is a courtyard in a castle fortress, overseeing the practice of Jonah and Larsia bicycles, so there is only one yut. I didn''t even plan on visiting, but soon I welcomed Kagra, the Lord of Knocks.

    "Mr. Claude wants to see you."

    "Sure, fine."

    If it''s Claude, the stall of the Marquis Istas, I don''t mind having him come directly.

    That''s what I always say, but if the special treatment wasn''t good, I never tried to nod.

    After a while, a scrupulously honest clerk enters the room in a crisp motion that doesn''t make him feel age-

    "So when will you have the reception?

    - And I said something I don''t understand.

    (At any rate, I''d like to work with you on the tunnel to the rental land of the Kingdom of Chronica. The question is if we can handle it all at once and keep up with the construction and clerical work)

    Didn''t you hear me or refused to understand me?

    Yut figured out when to build a tunnel to Rotonia and escape reality.

    "Recent petitions and inquiries, that''s all."

    But Claude couldn''t have allowed it.

    Couldn''t resist the straightforward gaze of a trusting clerk like his grandfather, Yut returned to reality.

    "First, are you sure you want to do it?

    "It is already widely known with regard to marriage to Alcia¡­"

    I didn''t publish it for the people - because Yut is only a housekeeper - nor did I keep it a secret. If you two were about to wear the same ring, it would be like lovingly claiming to be married.

    I can''t help it.

    But there''s something strange about it.

    "Well, aside from not doing it, how could it be a petition?

    "It''s a celebration, of course."

    "What about you and Hon?

    "For commercial reasons, I guess."

    "Oh......"

    The grand behavior I did at my wedding with Valtrude.

    Extraordinary income earned from militant groups.

    In short, the merchants of the Marquis of Istas - or other merchants - are looking for an event.

    "Even so. Alcia wouldn''t be serious about that. Of course, Zhu Yin. In the first place, aren''t you out of line to celebrate my marriage in the realm, not even the lord?

    "Technically, let''s be... When I say can we make a distinction between ordinary people..."

    "Well, maybe..."

    When he started managing the territory, Alcia conducted an investigation around the villages, and Yut is also an assistant to Valtrude, but with a face. Sure, confusion is unavoidable.

    "If I may add, it is common for people to want to celebrate if there is a celebration. There''s just a precedent, and I thought it would be harsh not to expect it."

    "... if I give my permission, it will eventually be a burden to Mr. Claude and the others to bounce back, though?

    "I''m ready"

    Claude, who responded instantly, had no sense of sadness.

    What is there is a high and pure determination reminiscent of a samurai.

    "Exactly, I can''t decide alone. I''ll get respite."

    To Yut, who says he will hold off, Claude bows his head and expresses his gratitude.

    It was also a trust in the Lord that he would always draw conclusions¡­.

    (In the meantime, when I talk to you, I skip Larsia)

    The yut, when it came to it, was consolidating a determination that was very unspeakable, but extremely important.

 464 5. Preparing for the Festival (Previous)

    "Come on, Yut. Let''s start talking about making money."

    The moment he entered the bedroom, Yut collapsed from his knees.

    "You''re acting like a funny entertainer."

    "No, because. I don''t care anymore."

    Akane sits alongside Alcia on the couch in the bedroom, not in bed.

    Her teasing voice won''t even reach Yut''s heart.

    In the couple''s bedroom, which is a private space, this is it if you''re willing to talk to the parties alone first. I can''t help but feel unwilling to say anything with the counter set up beautifully.

    After Claude asked me to hold the reception, I didn''t tell anyone about it and I stayed on track.

    Unusual, no, I do my job more than that.

    Dinner and afterwards, I spent no time on the yawn.

    Yet he laughs at Nihil as Larsia leans against the bedroom wall. That''s the look on your finger that makes you laugh.

    "Didn''t you know? There is no escape from the meadow race (Magner)"

    "In a physical sense?

    "In a physical sense"

    A species of meadow that is lumpy and purposeful. Trying to get away from them will certainly be difficult. If this had provided seriousness, it might have been ideal for debt takers and tax collectors.

    The reality is that it makes use of its properties to become a natural enemy of debt collectors and tax collectors.

    "Yut, I don''t know..."

    "No, I understand. I know."

    Speaking to Arcia, who seemed sorry, Yut stood up and closed the bedroom door.

    When I realize it, I guess it''s where I was at some point. If Larsia gets serious, she''ll be able to break in anywhere, and she can''t stop it.

    "If only I wore a crimson eyelid..."

    "That alarm has taken its toll."

    "Well, even if you realize it, it doesn''t matter if you can kick it out"

    In this way, I can only mourn our own bad luck because I think I came across a goblin.

    "If you''re a goblin, I''d kick your ass easily."

    "I have no idea why Yut would make me such an evil person. -?"

    Larsia tilts her neck with a picturesque smile of naivet¨¦.

    Yes. It''s a waste of time even if it fits properly.

    This is the best place to give up and move on... no, it would be the next best thing to do.

    "Larsia said it was a money making story, but what the hell is that supposed to mean?

    Valtrude, sitting awfully in the middle of the bed, asks her beloved husband in a majestic manner that is not only pregnant.

    I wasn''t interested in the money making story itself, it seemed like I wanted to know what was going on.

    "Mr. Claude talked to me..."

    Yut begins the story he originally planned to do as he sits down beside it.

    "He wants me and Arcia to have a big reception."

    "... I wonder what that means?

    Suddenly, Arcia, who became a party, opens her eyes to Dark Brown and inquires.

    Perhaps even predicting that it would be a story related to "ourselves," we didn''t even consider "ourselves" to be the cause.

    Obviously, I was confused.

    "When Val, it was because he made a lot of money. Well, there''s no other way to do it."

    "Well, that seems to be the case"

    Yut admitted Larsia''s explanation in such tones as reluctance.

    "Then again, there seems to be a desire to have a festival."

    In fact, besides the fact that merchants want opportunities, there is a covert demand that they also want to consume as residents. Additionally, I heard such reports from Dal-Lukash, and Yut''s mood was shaking.

    "You want to make a scene, even frustration is accumulating?

    "No. Zhu Yin, that''s different. There was a lot going on, and I made a lot more money. But it doesn''t seem to have much use for it."

    "Oh...... That sort of thing."

    Of course, there is the concept of saving, but there is no institution like a bank that can be deposited with relative confidence after it attaches interest to it. I made insurance, but it''s health insurance, so it wasn''t for investment either.

    For that matter, if some extravagance is allowed, Vermilio''s performance has risen, as well as the demand for higher-grade commodities is greater than those in the hands of ordinary people. But that doesn''t take it all, and it''s not as luxurious as the products of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) and Magic Fixtures (Magic Items).

    "You''re in trouble for not having the money to spend."

    "Sort of."

    This may be said to be a problem caused by the Valtrude-Istas Marquis being an outrageous bourgeoisie.

    A great deal of money was invested in territorial management, whereby the inhabitants gained wealth.

    That''s good, but higher tax rates won''t motivate you to work, so I suppressed the tax collection, and now it looks like cash is starting to bump.

    Yut has also hit his hands on this point, calling for investment in carriage railways, promoting trade with Folio-Farina, and planning to create a pension system to reduce the incentive to save while letting cash spit out.

    Nevertheless, this is a long-term story.

    "So in the short term, when it comes to having a festival and having it scattered, it is."

    "Hmm. Isn''t that a good story?"

    I don''t know the details, but even Valtrude can tell that it''s not healthy to just have the money.

    I also know some examples of a man whose adventurer, who got a clumped reward, slammed himself into betting and booze and broke down, or retired and pulled into the country, but struggled to fill that hole.

    Money doesn''t just call for happiness.

    "So, what''s the problem?

    "The problem is, Val...... You say?

    "What are you talking about?

    To Valtrude, who openly said, Arcia accidentally held her forehead and shook her head.

    Speaking of which I haven''t noticed...... I guess so.

    But fundamentally, I don''t think it''s a problem.

    "I did it so much. There''s no reason why Alcia or Acorn should do it."

    "Look, Yut. Val is Val. Don''t worry, we don''t have to move forward with the plan."

    "I should have guessed, but I didn''t know that was it..."

    In addition to the hassle of preparation and taking Yut''s marriage as an event for the Marquis Istas, there was another thing Yut hesitated to do.

    That''s what Valtrude thinks.

    But even though I have two or three wives - now, I don''t think about Kagra - I don''t suppose there''s a stand-up to do it on the same scale until the reception.

    Of course, neither Yut, nor Arcia, nor Acorn are going to make Valtroude wander. I also have the pride of having a good relationship.

    Still, apart from emotions.

    As a fundamental story, I can''t possibly have good emotions......

    "Hmm? Did I say something strange?

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, whose stomach also began to stand out one by one, could not hide her confusion in the gaze she could throw at her.

    "Val, do you have a minute?

    "What''s the matter, Acorn?"

    "Well, leave me alone, Mr. Alcia''s gonna have a big reception, huh?

    "I don''t necessarily think it''s necessary, but if that''s what makes Alcia recognized, then we should do it. Besides, I don''t know the details, but it seems to have other benefits."

    Although Acorn hears on behalf, there is no negative sentiment for the response from Valtrude.

    This is enough to discourage even Larsia from reading and hitting the air.

    "Val, are you okay? You''re not forcing me, are you?

    "... well, you know what?"

    Finally, Valtrude''s eyes light the light of understanding.

    "Not at all, don''t hesitate to be weird, just to be clear, something good"

    "Isn''t that a delicate place?

    "No problem. Disciplining oneself is the first step in faith."

    "It is. That''s the Cathedral Knight (Paladin)... is that it?

    "Don''t worry. It''s a shame you can''t drink at the celebration, but it''s for me and Yut''s kid."

    With a bright smile, Valtrude said so.

    Nobody, I couldn''t say anything.

    Really, I couldn''t say anything.

    Even Larsia can only send Yut instructions with her eyes, "I''m Yut''s wife, so do something for yourself".

    "... yes. This is also training. God gave it a test."

    "Come on, well. Get over it and you''ll have a healthy child."

    "Yeah. I don''t know, like, thank you for saying I''m sorry. That''s all I can say."

    "Hmm? That''s a funny yuut"

    Valtrude challenges the words Acorn has managed to inherit, where he wants them.

    Before being ready for such a devoted loving wife, Yut can only hold her and convey her apology and gratitude. The Valtrude himself, who was dedicated to it, kept his eyes black and white, unchanged.

    "Yes! Forget that!

    "... what, were you still there"

    "I''m here! I''m super here!

    "Right. So, what were you talking about?

    I knew you were there, but for now, Yuut treats Larsia badly because it''s polite.

    There was also a sense that the conversation had not progressed, so I unhugged him and turned my gaze towards Larsia, who remained leaning against the wall.

    "Val says it''s good too, and it looks like there''s nothing wrong with it anymore ~?"

    "Don''t make me sound boring."

    "I don''t want there to be another wave, but if there''s nothing, do you say that''s not funny? You know?"

    "I know Larsia''s not here."

    "haha"

    "Ha ha."

    We hold each other''s fingers and laugh.

    However, my eyes weren''t laughing.

    to each other.

    "I mean, in the first place, how did Larsia know about this?"

    "On the contrary, why didn''t you think I knew?

    Really strange, Larsia listens back.

    "There''s nothing I don''t know about what Yut thinks when he brings Mana in, the way he signed up for marriage, but then I don''t know what Kagra really means."

    "What, I''m super curious about that?

    "Well, aside from that, I have an idea to solve Yut''s problems?

    "... let''s hear it"

    It would be an idea that''s not even Roku, but it''s weirdly better not to hate it here.

    Yut, so enlightened by experience, honestly begs to teach.

    "I''m just going to have a reception with Alcia, so you can''t. You can already mix it all up by announcing that you will be Duke next time to celebrate the pregnancy of the Queen and Valtrude."

    "Be... I see..."

    The point is, all you have to do is host an event.

    I don''t care what the subject matter is, if you polarize it.

    "But wouldn''t that be a big deal?

    "That''s why no more... money moves."

    The motive was impure, but it makes sense.

    But......

    "Oh...... It''s also a pattern where brave men get more jobs."

    Acorn''s words, I decided to forget them for now.

 465 6. Preparing for the festival (after)

    If you describe Claude Laker''s character and life in a nutshell, would that mean stubbornness?

    Be strict and honest and not allow any compromise in your own work.

    Although the attitude of service could be described as that of a junior official, it was also difficult to handle from peers.

    That figure, which can''t be clueless or wrongful, would certainly be ideal. That''s for sure, but no one can possibly do the same. Therefore, it is ideal.

    For this reason, until his coming to Falve, he was unrelated to his birth, albeit with a certain appreciation for his working attitude. In short, he was smoked.

    Sejour, king capital of the kingdom of Rotosilt. So Claude, who was involved in taxation, was independent of his children and preceded by his wife, doing his daily business silently, only to look at retirement and the death that lay ahead.

    There, a major turning point came only a few years ago.

    The house of the Earl of Istas was ordered to be slaughtered and assigned as a clerk.

    As a matter of fact, I wasn''t initially into riding.

    I was prepared that I no longer had a ahead of me, and my assessed work attitudes and abilities were only natural for Claude.

    The serious old man thought it should give way to a more deserving human being.

    From there, what I was tempted to undertake was that it was revealed and appreciated that it was the recommendation of Prince Alsace at the time.

    The other was in Yut, who became the new boss.

    The nobility of the Holy Virgin of Helenonia is wonderful.

    But Claude also understood that that was not the only way to go. Understood, it should be noted, that I was unable to welcome myself into reality.

    However, Yut affirmed Claude''s life (style) as a matter of course.

    Do not tolerate bribery or embezzlement.

    Efficiency of duties.

    And to evaluate on merit, regardless of origin.

    He accepted all of them for granted. No, that great magician (Arch Mage) meant it from the beginning.

    In addition to practice, I was entrusted with the creation of the organization.

    There is no need for the old man''s blood to boil.

    Organizing from scratch.

    unprecedented attempts, such as health insurance and carriage railways.

    Suddenly it comes down, a new business.

    And the absence of lords and housekeepers, which occurs due to the duty of the hero.

    Impossible if normal, numerous difficulties. But Claude got over it and led to a robust bureaucracy.

    I wouldn''t have made it if it wasn''t for him, but I wouldn''t have received a word of praise.

    The salary system of the Istas family, the processing power of Yut, and the help of Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash, which rewards them for not having to do anything wrong.

    If even one of these is missing, I don''t know what would have happened. Not humble, Claude really thought so.

    Whatever the place of merit, it is true that there are formations in place that do not appear to be emerging nobles.

    That''s why...

    "We decided to have a bigger festival than just a reception"

    "Yes, I did. Could you give us some details?"

    - Even the unscrupulous suggestion from the superior chief, Jiazai, has a basement that can be met without moving a single eyebrow.

    "We decided it was important to create a place for consumption"

    Tell Claude, too, the gist noticed in Larsia''s story.

    He said what was needed was an event, not a reception between Yut and Arsia.

    "Sure, you''re right. No, that was my first request, so I was imprisoned."

    "Yeah. From the standpoint, I''ve been told that it means a reception with Alcia, but the pregnancy of Lady Eudit and Valtrude. And then there''s no problem with festivals, including the Duke and the success of the Southern expedition."

    "I see."

    Exactly, Claude nodded.

    At the same time, that''s Yut, I''m deeply impressed.

    Denial is easy, but then a chain of denials occurs.

    Yuut, who coughed, sits down on the desk and looks up at Claude, who stands upright, to continue the conversation.

    "Well, I''m thinking about making this a regular event - an example festival - if possible, as a proper announcement around there."

    Usually the biggest festivities held annually in shrines are called example grand festivals, but they would also not need to be imprisoned by definition in different worlds.

    The point is, instead of doing it sometimes, we decide to do it at a set time of celebration. That''s what matters.

    "Let''s have a good time. Have you any thoughts?

    I guess the significance of regularizing passed on to Claude as well.

    unexpectedly loving smile to show approval and enter into concrete adjustments.

    "It seems that the ships of the Southern expedition will return more or less a month away...... Can I go with that?

    "Right. Consider extending the duration of the festival."

    Exactly, it''s difficult to adjust after waiting to enter the port.

    Nature is their opponent, and if they don''t make it, then they should be mindful that...

    Worst of all, there is also the means of having Captain Ibn and the others picked up by Jonah.

    Besides, let''s start with a plan.

    "Now we will organize a festival execution squad in Istas, and we will also come packing the details with representatives of Hardenturm and Mainz"

    "Well, it''s the first one, so I can''t even take that long, lightly."

    The festival of Istas, which runs for a long time under the possession of the Istas.

    It was the moment when the name was confirmed.

    "But you''re going to be pathetic to the guards."

    "Oh...... Alana and the others are gone."

    The main force of the Temple of Hellenonia is its participation in the Southern Expeditions.

    For that matter, I feel sorry for the guards who support the event in the shadows.

    "... there, after all, held for some time and took turns attending... no, well"

    While I am sorry, the heavenly revelation descends on Yut, who almost gave up that he had no choice but to do all this.

    "You have a comforting ally."

    It is very difficult to reduce the number of security personnel.

    But you should be able to reduce the number of uncomfortable people.

    Yut chuckled one damned before an old Claude man with a question mark over his head.

    "Well, let''s do it"

    Declaring to no one, Yut took out the jewels of the land, which are treasures (artifacts).

    Istas festival, which has been decided to be held.

    I could have entrusted the basic plan, but that doesn''t mean Yut''s job is gone.

    Under his eyes flying under the spell of Flight is a mountain range separating the Kingdom of Rotosilt from the Kingdom of the Chronica God.

    There''s a dashed line on the map. There, literally, Yut was visiting alone to drill a hole.

    Hand in hand, shining in the sun, beautiful treasure balls. Even if you can''t feel any magic, just see what it looks like, and its value and weight will be conveyed.

    The jewels of the earth are treasures entrusted to Yut in the far eastern archipelago of Li Kutua. It is one of the three treasures once possessed by the legendary dragon emperor who supposedly ruled the land.

    But after the Dragon Emperor''s death, it scatters to the people.

    That is how Li Kutua returned to the world of war, but the legend is still believed that he who gathers three jewels and is recognized by five ancient dragons will be the next dragon emperor to build peace again -.

    No, from the outside, it''s true for the people of Li Kutua, even if it''s just a legend.

    Heaven, earth, people. Yut, who holds one of the three jewels, did not, however, intend to become dragon emperor. I''m just temporarily keeping it, and I''m going to give in if the right person shows up.

    I also had a grip on myself borrowing the power of a treasure like that, but Valtrude told me, "If I have to, I really just need to conquer Li Kutua," and I blew it off.

    I have also received warnings that if I use too much, I will permanently change (polymorph) to Dragon Man (Draconut) because of the remnants of Dragon Emperor like no other.

    However, that also meant that about three to four more times were not a problem.

    "Because it''s a valuable item, it doesn''t make sense to clear it while you''re saving it."

    When Acorn hears, Yuut grunts a dialogue that is likely to be disputed as "That''s not true".

    I smiled with that in mind, but immediately closed my eyes and concentrated my spirit.

    "The jewels of the earth. A treasure for the great dragon emperor. Unleash that power, and show the authority of the great."

    Deeper mental concentration than when a large group of insects (Insectians) were buried alive.

    The jewels of the earth emit a golden glow according to the will of their owners.

    That moment.

    The moment when, from the mountain range under your eyes, the ringing of the ground began as if it had happened even in a major earthquake.

    Yut''s consciousness was cut off.

    "Hey, long time no see."

    "... that verse, thank you for your help"

    If you noticed, you were in the room.

    In front of you, a dragonman man man rests his side on a tatami and leans over it.

    Unified Li Kutua, dragon emperor.

    Yut reunited with that residual thought.

    "What, I mean good. It''s inconvenient to be caught by that scary queen."

    Never mind, the dragon emperor laughs.

    A smile that makes you wonder what charisma is.

    Later I heard from Petra and his real name, and when he was captured in the spiritual world by Verga, I knew he had helped me.

    But I couldn''t thank him in person.

    Exactly, speaking up to the jewels is the reason why I got caught off the hook.

    "More than that."

    "In Li Kutua, what is it?

    "Talk early."

    Pong and hitting his knees, the dragon emperor wakes himself up from his side breath.

    "For once, I''m arranging for the other information to be communicated..."

    "It doesn''t matter how far away we are."

    "... it doesn''t seem like a good story"

    "I don''t know. But the sensitivity between man and the jewels of heaven was broken. Originally, we had to look at the rest of us..."

    "To say that on purpose, after all, doesn''t seem like a good thing"

    At least, there must have been some kind of change.

    "Okay. If you don''t seem to have any information after a while, I''ll check with you locally."

    I''m sorry.

    "Hopefully, I wanted to avoid this time of year..."

    I just want to be with Valtrude, but we can''t leave all this to others.

    Besides, it''s not clear what the situation is that you should move as a borrower of the land''s jewels.

    "I asked you, junior."

    "I don''t want to be a junior."

    "Oh, time''s up."

    Before Yut''s objections are over, the landscape changes again.

    We''re back in the original border zone.

    Yut sighed lightly as he held his shaking hair in the wind.

    "Make it look like the limit of power, I guess not on purpose"

    It could be.

    But there''s no way to make sure.

    Yut dropped his head lightly and decided to change his mood.

    First, we have to check on the tunnel.

    We''ll gather the information later.

    That decision was correct...... the surprising information of Li Kutua will come from an unexpected route.

 466 7. Istas Festival (Previous)

    Enjoy your eyes, everyone.

    Falve''s Bride''s Square, where he performed his wedding with Yut.

    The opening declaration issued by Valtrude from the stage set in its centre opened the curtain of the festival, which lasted a week.

    But those gathered there cannot hide their confusion in too short a greeting. Not that I want to hear it for a long time, but this is a clap.

    Besides, Valtrude, who descended from the stage with a refreshment, also had a gaze of envy and disappointment. There may have been a desire to see a more beautiful and proud lord.

    "Fireball"

    But as I expected it to be, the flamethrower went off.

    "Pyrokinesis"

    It can be played over the square, and then each of its flaming splashes becomes a colorful fireworks.

    A third staircase of science spell "Fireball" scattering blast flames within range. That alone is sufficient as a signal for the opening of the meeting, but by overlapping the second staircase''s theoretical spell, "The Flame Man," which manipulates the flames there, he created a paint-like sight of a width.

    The original Flamethrower is a spell that has the effect of controlling the battlefield by causing smoke to erupt from the source of the fire and by doing so also causing temporary blindness.

    Most importantly, during the day, it conveys little of its beauty, and because it is out of range of effects, the flash of fireworks does not blink.

    "That''s Valtrude from the two-second speech."

    "On top of the pacli, isn''t that a bad story?

    But Val seems satisfied.

    "Well, I''m pretty sure that''s a heartfelt word..."

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who finished his greeting, approached us with a good face.

    With that in sight, Yuut, after a job, was secretly talking to Akane, next door.

    Naturally, Alcia is with me, but I still look to heaven silently. I''m ready to expose my dark brown eyes, but of course I''m not seen in fireworks.

    "If I say hello, I think about it properly," this is the result of believing and sending out Valtrude, who confidently said it all out. Not calm in the heart, naturally, in a way.

    Normally I''d make a manuscript and make it read, but unfortunately, I can''t do that. Rather than, I can''t read the letters. And in Valtrude''s creative language, I can''t make speeches.

    Had it known that this would have settled in as a greeting announcing the opening of the long-standing Istas festival, Alcia would have felt more regretful than ever.

    "You kept me waiting."

    "Not at all. I haven''t waited."

    "It''s the promised dialogue, but it''s the unmistakable truth."

    Valtrude, who has finished his speech immediately, joins us, and now we have all the members for today.

    At the same time, the clock tower bell rang. If Valtrude''s greeting had been of common sense length, it would have been ringing with the fireworks.

    "Come on, Yut, Arcia, Acorn. We''re going, too. I don''t have time to waste."

    A lightness that does not seem very pregnant, Valtrude urges. Wearing a loose dotted piece, it didn''t even look like a pregnant woman from the outside.

    "Val, it''s you..."

    "Mr. Arcia. I know how you feel, but look."

    "... right"

    Alcia, who had a worried face, is also drawn to Yut and starts walking with him.

    It''s a festival. It''s boring to start preaching.

    I guess that''s what he decided to think, Arcia shook Yut''s hand back and split into a hustle and bustle.

    The people who had shown confusion until earlier had also begun to move with fireworks as a signal of initiation. Firstly, it seems that many aspire to a corner that is behaving as a celebratory booze.

    To celebrate the various celebrations and give thanks to the gods - the festival of Istas, which was to be executed under the title.

    I dare not say anything about the ''various'' parts, but it is good to see that the intention is conveyed by the use of words to celebrate the marriage between Yut and Alusia in the portraiture of Eudit and Valtrude as the pronunciation of the toast taking place there and there.

    It lasts a week and is quite a long time. For this reason, it is likely that the festival atmosphere will blend in on a daily basis, rather than being forced to treat it as a holiday.

    The temple is to hold special ceremonies and rituals, and the theatre of the god of beauty is also to be opened free of charge.

    Various stalls will be erected in Bride''s Square to entertain bards (birds) and street performers who have heard rumors.

    The Yuts, too, are pretty stuck with their schedules to attend some events and host dinner parties.

    "Well, let''s be glad we got stuck in the holding now. It was a period of preparation like Tao''s..."

    As the four of us head to the store we''re looking for (...), Yut puts his mind to the present, not the future.

    "Right. Isn''t Mr. Claude exhausted by now?

    "No, I''m asking Ren and his real name to plug in some magic medicine (potion), so it''s okay there"

    "... it kind of feels blacker that way. It''s like I''m going to be okay because I''m going to come back to life."

    "Well, for that matter, I''m offering a bonus."

    Good treatment, but intense duty.

    More right than the other way around, but why do you find it rather unreasonable there?

    "Well, as it is anyway"

    Yut, sooner than being pursued by Acorn, threw away his current doubts lightly and spoke of what was to come.

    "No way, when Jonah leaves the store..."

    "Uhm. Surprised, but now the fun is bigger"

    Valtrude, who was a few steps ahead, looked back with a smile that made her want to describe herself as more of a hippo than a sun.

    The skirt flickers, but it blinds me.

    The sight is so vivid that the bard''s singing and the hustle and bustle around him can be felt far away.

    "Must use the experience of eating and walking to feed you delicious food"

    "I don''t know, I can''t stop working in a different way from Yut..."

    The seeds of Arcia''s worries are endless, as opposed to them, as they reflect the look of Valtrude shining in Dark Brown''s eyes.

    Even now, you wouldn''t know what would have happened if it hadn''t been for the temperature coming from Yut''s hands that remained connected.

    "At least if you''d told me what store to open, I''d still be ready"

    "There, I''m ready... Look, as Jonah, don''t you want to surprise us? Then it''s only natural to keep it a secret from Mr. Arcia."

    "Well, if Jonah''s going to produce it, isn''t it going to be weird?

    Acorn assured me that Jonah''s tongue was certain, with her arms on the opposite side of Arcia.

    "That''s the same, isn''t it? If the battle isn''t involved, you shouldn''t have to worry..."

    At the event, some football players behave as supporters of their own ramen. I also say it''s what you like that makes you good at things, and even if you seem like a gatekeeper, will you do something good?

    Yut said so with hope.

    That''s him, but the current situation, which is not flowery on both hands, is very noticeable.

    However, there was no particular illumination, and he received a flat peripheral gaze.

    I know if I react badly, I''ll be in worse shape.

    "Sure, if Jonah lets out a ramen shop, that''s it. I don''t think I''ll be able to open a shop or anything today because I can''t make enough soup."

    "Wear a black t-shirt, towel around your head?

    "Yes, yes."

    A conversation plays that only two people know, Yut and Akane.

    But neither Valtroude, who goes ahead, nor Arcia, who is next door, seem to have cared.

    I couldn''t understand one thing right now, but when I imagined Jonah wrapped a towel around my head, it looked surprisingly good on me.

    - Sometimes, but maybe the best reason is that it''s no longer a shallow enough relationship to rub your mind because you can''t get mixed up in the conversation.

    "It''s time for Jonah to rent the space."

    Valtrude slips through the crowd.

    Her robust flesh, it seems, has nothing to do with her weight.

    "Looks like we''re in a queue already -"

    Seems to be thriving makes Alcia seem just a little happy.

    No, I''m just trying to show off the sweet spot, isn''t the inside happy to let go?

    Yes, I was observing about Alcia, so Yut was delayed in noticing.

    "... why is Jii here?"

    The stall that Yona is putting out.

    In it, to notice the vaina marinen using bamboo to beat the noodles.

    "Ha ha. You''d be surprised."

    "You just wanted to surprise me!

    Yut didn''t fall off his knees because he was a flower in both hands.

    Had it not been for the support of my wife and fianc¨¦e, I would have exposed myself to ugliness in front of the people in line.

    "I wasn''t strong enough"

    I noticed the yuts came - naturally, not even a black t-shirt, not a towel wrapped around my head - but they transfer here in a short distance "teleportation".

    And he briefly explained why he called Vainamarinen as a helper.

    "You have nothing to worry about. Sure, white lady''s got enough muscle to hit the noodles."

    "I''m not worried about that, but it really means something physical."

    "Egg seemed busy"

    "Master Dai Sage, aren''t you busier!

    Yut makes a similar protest to screaming, but Vainamarinen only laughs a lot. I wasn''t just saying I was satisfied that I got the reaction I expected.

    "Or is this a ramen stall?

    Inside the booth, Yona''s classmates are moving busily.

    Akane walked away from Yut and into it from behind, but he put his hand on his mouth and could not hide his surprise.

    "I asked Mana to prepare disposable utensils and forks"

    "That''s good..."

    Once again, Jonah returns in Teleportation to make a mosaic. But Acorn can only return those words.

    That''s because I was overwhelmed by the sight of the kitchen.

    I guess Jonah bought it with pocket money. I use a number of magic (magic) stoves, boil the noodles, and take the soup.

    The soup is an authentic dish made from chicken gallows and several vegetables. Chashu and boiled eggs are also available, and the aroma of soy sauce is fragrant.

    "I brought some kanji water from Salt Lake, indulged the ingredients with the gastronomic baron, and worked hard"

    "That''s right..."

    It doesn''t matter if the yuts come. Jonah''s classmates desperately continue to impress the guests, completing one ramen after another.

    The ingredients are char siu and boiled eggs. Plus, simple soy sauce ramen like spinach and leeks.

    But from Yona''s mouthfeel, other than disposable foam containers and plastic forks. I mean, I guess the contents were aligned with the Brewers ingredients.

    Did you spend the prep period for this Istas festival on a prototype?

    Jonah looked confident, always-appealing but somewhat confident.

    "Hmm. Even if it looks good, I wonder how it tastes. I''ll find out soon enough."

    "Where I Want It"

    "Is that it? Has something weird started?

    Nor can Yut''s words, which went into the booth after Acorn with Alcia holding hands, reach the two who scatter serious battles and sparks.

    At that time, a cheer similar to a scream came from no one.

    "It''s a dragon!

    Needless to say, on purpose.

    But I guess I couldn''t help but tell you.

    Everyone was pointing to heaven and opening their mouths as if they had fallen between them.

    "Oh. Perla Vento patrol."

    Everyone falls in love with the figure of a red-fired dragon gliding gracefully through the sky.

    Even so, Yut shows no sign of moving.

    Because it was this archmage (Arch Mage) who requested that the Alliance be used as a shield to move the aerial garden Limnus over the Marquis of Istas during the Great Festival and make regular patrols.

    It''s not even a security patrol, but the dragons are flying over it regularly.

    The uncomfortable person who tried to take a ride to the festival would also become afraid of her roar and change her mind.

    And without a problem in that situation, Valtrude was alone, in a queue.

    When Pearla Vento is no longer visible, the Yuts also move to the rear of it.

    Did you practice too much? In just about 10 minutes, the Yuts were able to hold the ramen in their hands.

    Face to face, sip silently.

    "This is..."

    "That kid..."

    "Yona, I''ll do it."

    "Damn, should I have asked for two drinks from the beginning"

    The ramen produced by Yona was tastier than I expected.

 467 8. Istas Festival (Medium)

    I was heartily surprised by Jonah''s ramen, but I couldn''t stay on the spot forever.

    There were many reasons why it would be purely out of the way of business or Valtrude would try to eat as many drinks as he wanted. But the best reason is that there are as many other places to go around.

    "But we''re not going to the theater, are we?

    Instead of putting your arms together...... Akane says as he grabs Yut''s left arm disappointingly with both hands. The heat and softness were felt even over the black dragon coat (Dragon Claus), dressed to hold half the weight.

    It''s hard to walk and I''m worried about my surrounding gaze, but if it''s positive or negative, it would be positive.

    "I''m not talking about going to the theater..."

    "And we wouldn''t have to go all the way at this time, would we?

    For some reason, to the desperate acorn, words of denial are thrown from Yut and Arsia.

    It''s not a special treatment, but you can rent out the VIP room whenever you want. Instead, it would be annoying for the theater side if they were dispersed in the general guest seats.

    At the time of the free open and crowded festival, you will not be forced to do so.

    The rationale was that Acorn also knew.

    I know, and it should be noted that the visitor girl overlaps words.

    "It''s not just the theatre, it''s NG to go see what''s going on."

    "Acorn, that''s all..."

    Alcia walking across the other side across Yut, frankly bumped into doubt.

    Acorn avoids getting noticed.

    Alcia understood that, too.

    But "The Princess Knight of the Diaspora and the Faithful Subordinate" was a wonderful thing from Alusia''s point of view.

    Isn''t it nowhere, such as the need to be shy? Quick, I even want to see it go on.

    But honest praise does not reach the author.

    "You will be reminded when to finish¡­"

    No, rather than not arrive, should I say bounced back?

    "Oh, wow."

    Wouldn''t it be better if we had an order?

    Such a follow up was unlikely to lead to the acorn of the precipitated eye.

    "So where are we going next?

    Valtrude stops abruptly, who was leading the way without worrying about such circumstances.

    Unlike Yut, who holds flowers in both hands, she held meat and seafood skewers in both hands.

    I''m pregnant, so I need to eat for two... so of course not.

    Even if I ate ramen earlier, it''s not enough for one of the Valtrudes yet.

    "Looks like we''re going to have a tour of the Force Align, too, shall we?

    Valtrude speaks of an upcoming event in this Bride''s Square, unaware of the enviable gaze from Acorn directed at the Diet Unwanted Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Force Align is a popular card game in the Brewers, where they align roles determined by the cards distributed and aim to score high. There is a minimum of one set in any village and it is a game that is celebrated during the peasant idleness.

    For this reason, Valtrude also knows about the rules. I can''t even play poker face without being able to throw up a lie, so even though I am to the extent that I failed miserably to freshly remember the rules.

    It is common to spend money, but Istas festivals employ a way to compete for points. Instead, the top winner was to receive a prize.

    "No, because I don''t even know him. I don''t care if you want to see it."

    He was a stronger yuut than Valtrude, but it doesn''t mean he''s particularly into it. I didn''t want to actively watch the game.

    Most importantly, if he had a little more information, the results would have been different.

    For example, if you had information that a couple of blondes and brunettes who only look like children were participating in the Four Lines games.

    But the still incomplete godless Yuts cannot have that much information.

    "Right. So you''re going to the arena?

    "That''s Exile''s old man''s compartment."

    I can''t participate - rather than let it - in Valtroude, it might just be stressful. That''s what I thought, but he doesn''t seem to care at all.

    Around there, I guess it just blew out.

    Yut thought so, but Arcia disagreed.

    "Apparently, Yut and I have forgotten the details with a lot of joy to look around"

    "No, it''s not that simple because how much Val..."

    To that reasoning, Yut shakes his head to the side and opposes it.

    Though the most long-time Alcian standout, that wouldn''t be much.

    "What are you doing, all three of you? Time is finite. Come on, let''s go!

    Soon, food had disappeared from both hands of Valtrude.

    Valtrude, who is supposed to be weighty but light, turns behind Yut and pushes his back around.

    Like, a child.

    But muscle strength is comparable to that of a child, as well as a dragon. Naturally unable to resist, the Yuts were pushed to the pedestal of God.

    "Brave man, give me your honest thoughts"

    "... I think these places are cute too"

    "That''s... But even for me, you agree with me..."

    Trouble, Yut and Akane exchanging glances.

    But it wasn''t until we arrived at the arena that we would have more trouble.

    "As always, you''re brave!

    The look on Valtrude''s face, who sees muscle bumps from the VIP room on the top floor, looks like a dog ordered to "wait" before the treat.

    In the field under your eyes is the traditional competition of the Rock Titans (Jarloot) La Gu.

    A pitcher throws a rock chunk that stands out on the ball, a rock giant as a batter hits back with a stick, and another rock giant who catches the ball rushes out to where the batter is - it becomes a brawl.

    The muscles swell, the bones break, the blood flows.

    But without being frightened by it. Rather, that raises the voltage and increases the degree of enthusiasm both in the field and in the audience.

    The exception would be about Yut and his spouses, with the exception of Valtrude.

    "As always, that''s our rule I don''t get... You don''t need a bat or a ball. Well, I guess it''s just a rule you want to make inevitable for a beating..."

    "Regardless of the rules, Val seems to be nagging?

    "... if Val doesn''t jump in and join us, that''s fine"

    While Yut was raging in the unscrupulous agony of the rock giant, Alcia was objectifying.

    From this VIP room, it''s really going to fly away.

    Like when I flew under Yut, who won the Great Martial Party in Falve.

    "Totally, like a child who can''t hear me. In months, I''ll be a mother, okay? There''s no way I''m supposed to do that. I''m not even nagging. It''s just that blood boils."

    Rarely waving a long and broad tongue, Valtrude argues.

    But I couldn''t say it was a success.

    "As far as I''m concerned, I''d like you to join me, regardless of whether you''re pregnant or not."

    "... even if there is no choice for Arcia or Acorn, could Yut be a little more excited?

    "Don''t be impotent with the Wizard."

    Valtrude, who watched the game all the time, swells her cheeks just saying she''s not convinced.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin), where adorability and beauty intersect, was to be described as a treasure, but it is a different question of whether to admit it or not.

    "What are you saying? A theoretical spell would also be a splendid force. Rather, does it widen the scope of the strategy?

    "No, strategy."

    There will be no strategy or anything in La Gu that just says power is power.

    Yut, who so objected, gets a strange look as he realizes something.

    "... That''s possible"

    Normally, using a spell on the spot is an anomaly. In the first place, you wouldn''t even think about using it.

    Normally.

    But there was no way Rock Titans and La Gu could be normal. I would happily accept the new elements.

    "Well, that means I didn''t notice..."

    That challenge, which may have opened a new frontier for La Gu, was buried in darkness, however, without being carried out.

    "Nevertheless, there are a lot of events in the training grounds."

    Arcia changes the story as if she had just come up with something that was becoming a little disturbing.

    "In addition to La Gu, it''s a mini martial arts event that uses athletics from the training grounds! I''ll be joining you next year."

    "Next year, it''s okay...... is it?

    We should be having a child for a long time next year, but then, until we get back in shape, it''s not in Yut''s knowledge.

    Seek answers and move your gaze from the violence and blood rivalry that is raging in the field to Arsia sitting next to you.

    "I''ll diagnose you then."

    "Then don''t worry."

    "So if the diagnosis is unacceptable, do your best to stop it"

    "Safe, but responsible..."

    Nevertheless, it''s Valtrude. I don''t feel like moving around well from the day after I gave birth.

    "Hmm?"

    With a face he doesn''t seem to understand very well, Valtrude tilts his neck.

    "If that''s the case, it''s better to have twins or triplets"

    "... I think Val''s place is amazing."

    I want as many kids as I want.

    However, it is difficult, if not difficult, for behavior to be restricted every time you become pregnant.

    Then you can have as many at once.

    Acorns were impressed, not abandoned, with the theory.

    "Brave man, we have to work hard!

    "I''m trying so hard to figure it out..."

    "... uh, a name or something?

    "Speaking of which, you bought a name book or something when you went over there, and you thought about some candidates."

    "Wow. Really?"

    Turning to Yut, Valtrude gleams with intrigue.

    The gaze was felt by Alcia as well.

    "Well, I just picked up a few names that still make sense and stuff, either over here (Brewers) or across (Earth)..."

    Feeling mild pressure, Yut took out his phone.

    Then, call the notebook app to read out the candidate.

    "Just the sound, I wonder if Kai, Kurt and Leo are any good. When it''s kanji, the word" kui "is" kai "."

    Kui Shimada.

    "You''re big and grand, you mean pioneering."

    In addition to what I just read out, I''m going to announce it, including the girl''s name.

    In the meantime, both Valtrude and Alcia are listening silently. The hustle and bustle of La Gu and the audience are heard from afar, and Yut is imprisoned by a strange feeling.

    "- Of course, I don''t decide it all by myself, but, well, as a bench,"

    "No, you won''t be humbled. None of them are good names."

    "If you liked me..."

    "I don''t sneak around just making it a candidate. After all, twins or triplets are good!

    "Ooh..."

    It seemed like a different story, it hadn''t changed.

    From the arena, Yut looks up to heaven.

    The sky was blue, and the red-fired dragon Parra Vento was playing agitated there.

 468 9. Istas Festival (after)

    "Missed? That''s not true. Instead, this is the real deal! Come on, the Hardenturm Treasure Hunt competition is still open!

    A meadow species (magner) that beats a bunch of bangs and vegetable paper and lays alongside people, whilst saying a petty mouth.

    Needless to say, it''s all behind the trading city of Hardenturm and Larsia, who reigns on a part of the front.

    "Treasure hunt, or..."

    "Doesn''t that sound like a lot of fun"

    "Sounds exciting."

    People receiving treasure maps from Larsia in exchange for silver coins.

    Some people bought two or three sheets and multiple maps.

    "This crowd reminds me of Hatsumomo"

    "Right. I don''t think Hatsumomo''s this tough."

    It''s a crowd, I don''t see Larsia. Enough to worry about being squashed.

    Larsia and Ritna planned a treasure hunt staged throughout Hardenturm.

    The map of ticket replacement treasures participating in the game shows the whereabouts of the ''treasures'' pre-installed by the operator.

    It was an enlarged view of the place, or a combination of several symbols to imply, and if you didn''t know it, you had the idea to walk around the city and look for it.

    The map also shows a wide range of alleys and shops in the city. Something tells me that Larsia and the others can negotiate beforehand and catch a drink at the liquor store in exchange for a map.

    Depending on the checkpoint, a riddle was also available, which, anyway, was a mechanism for walking around the city looking for prizes.

    And the location you specify on the map has a crate, and when you take one ticket out of it and go to the exchange, it''s a mechanism to match it with the serial number shaken on the map and earn prizes and prizes.

    Some of them may be given the following map showing the location of higher prizes.

    The most expensive prize is worth 100 gold coins.

    Naturally more difficult, but also comparable to the average port worker''s monthly income of six months. Besides, you don''t leave it to luck like a lottery, you get it with your strength, intelligence and hard work.

    It was only natural to present a lively life.

    "Well, that''s the trap,"

    "Whoa, when?

    If you noticed, there was Larsia underfoot.

    The sale of the map seems to be taking turns with my men. Originally, it is not an amount that can be picked up by itself, so it is a natural response if you think about it.

    "What does a trap mean?

    "Hehe. Well done. You listened."

    Larsia is innocent - I mean, there''s something about it - and she smiles and says:

    Like telling a secret, dive in your voice.

    "The Yuts will be joining us, right?

    "... well, you can do it"

    "The Yuts will find you soon, won''t they?

    "Naturally."

    "But about 100 pieces of gold, huh?

    "Ah. I can read it..."

    "So you''re giving me the prize?

    "Larsia, are you..."

    Hearing the mischief, Yut grinned bitterly, Acorn gave a dry laugh, and Arcia gave up.

    "Hmm? I mean..."

    And Valtrude twisted his neck...

    "Isn''t that squid? No wrongdoing, no wrongdoing."

    - Understood late and dazzled the meadow species.

    "Uhm. Too bad."

    You didn''t mean it.

    If you''re really going to do it, you should at least say it where Valtrude isn''t.

    "So you didn''t want us in on this, did you?

    "Well, you know Yut."

    Yeah, yeah, Larsia nods deliberately exaggerated.

    Aside from whether to return prizes and prizes, if the Lords join in and get expensive products, they can certainly buy a Hinchuku.

    I know you wanted to tell me that, but it''s really hard to get around.

    "So I''ll give the Yuts information on other treasures."

    "Hmm?"

    "Rumor has it that a legendary sword is being sold in Mainz, you know?

    "Legendary sword?

    Yut sharpens his gaze as if he doubts the sanity of the meadow species.

    But Larsia went on to say the words without looking concerned about such an attitude or anything.

    "There''s a blacksmith selling legendary swords in a dewstore in Mainz, and rumors are spreading."

    "Shut up......"

    "You''re interested, aren''t you?

    Larsia hasn''t seen Yut anymore.

    That gaze was directed at Valtrude, who was serious but as intriguing as a child.

    "If Falve is a cultural festival and the arena is more of a sports festival, Mainz is an impromptu."

    "See you soon, it''s not a festival."

    "Huh? What are you talking about? Two festivals a year, right?

    "Mr. Acorn is the one who doesn''t know what he''s talking about...?

    Have you decided to do so during the Festival of Istas? Yut''s hands were occupied by Akane and Arsia, who stepped down to Dwarf''s inner Mainz, and Valtrude wandered around several steps ahead.

    The difference with Falve''s Bride''s Square is that there are more dewstores lined up than stalls.

    And that many of them are not food and beverage, but a variety of martial arts and crafts.

    For this reason, the people who came out of the villages of the Marquis of Istas - handing over silver coins in the name of the consolation money so that the former slaves who freed themselves from the Verga Empire could also participate - were chilling, as well as the merchants who came from the King''s capital, Sejour, and from the Kingdom of the Chronica God, who had also seriously identified the goods.

    "Yut. The rumored blacksmith, where are you?

    "I''m looking for you too... you''re not caught up in Magic Sense Magic."

    The festival of Istas is also the second day.

    But the aim of the Yuts, who visited Mainz after noon, is the legendary weapon.

    No matter how much the Brewers are, they''re not too messy.

    With that feeling in mind, Acorn asks the boss.

    "Or a brave man. In the first place, what''s a legendary weapon? You got a sword stabbed in a rock? Once upon a time, and the king of the future?

    "I don''t know. It''s a rumor."

    At the moment, it''s just a rumor. Neither the person who bought the legendary sword, nor the witness of its power, exists. I don''t even know the shape.

    That explains it, the yuts walk out.

    Glass iron (crystal iron) crafts.

    Armor that can only be described as a masterpiece.

    Furniture carved with elaborate designs.

    Enough tapestry to cover one side of the wall.

    A piece of skill is arranged on a cloth laid on the side of the road, entertaining the eyes of the people on the road and amazing when.

    Looking at it, Yut hesitated to open his mouth.

    "But you know better than selling it, not the sword itself..."

    "Sure, we were talking about Dwarf opening an outdoor shop."

    If it''s Mainz, inside the dwarf, it''s a natural story. I don''t even have a clue.

    Alcia stares at Yut''s side with that in mind. I''m just a little sorry that I''m getting used to the act of talking while keeping someone in my sight.

    "Oh, okay. People like Dwarves who built Val''s sword are coming, aren''t they?

    Lava Fairy Dravael.

    A blacksmith fairy who is a proximal species of dwarf but who does that dwarf to call it stubborn and bigoted. The Tubasa is equipped with a small magic puppet (golem) that mimics them and aids in the maneuvering of the ship.

    Because of that relationship, Acorn, who I had never met in person, also knew existed.

    "It''s possible, but maybe not"

    "On what grounds?

    They denied the reasoning because of it, and Acorn gripped her lips in dissatisfaction.

    "Acorn, what do you say we kiss each other on the move?

    "No, I''m not! Oh, but if you want to yut..."

    Yut mouths the grounds as he pushes the head of Acorn, who just got on Valtrude here.

    "If the Dravaels made it, it''s definitely a business, but what about even the legend? Of course, that''s all you can make an awesome sword, but it''s uncomfortable to sell it easily"

    "Apparently, you know Yut. It sounds like you''re denying it because you have a better candidate."

    In response to Arcia''s sharp allegations, Yut nodded with a strange face.

    "Ducommerce God, didn''t the Lord God of Dwarves give you the sword you struck from your hand at play? I think so."

    Though rarely, anecdotes exist that the gods gave them weapons from hand to hand.

    It would be typical of this, such as Valtrude''s wandering demon sword, Divine Subjugator.

    Otherwise, a knight who travels for revenge gets a magic (magic item) sword at a grocery store in the village where he accidentally stops by. Alternatively, in front of a blacksmith who was chronic in his own arms, a weapon forged by God appeared and replaced his mind, and so on.

    "I see. Rumor has it that there are legendary weapons that flow like facts, although we cannot find those who have the real thing in their hands. It does remind me of God''s skill."

    The first to show understanding was Alcia with the rank of Archbishop (Patriarch).

    It''s not circumstantial evidence, but it''s stronger than the Dravaels.

    "But then you got in trouble..."

    "Huh? What?

    Acorn reflexively asks Valtrude, who has a rare and difficult face. I had no idea what the problem was.

    "When Yut''s speculation is correct, the sword can only appear to those who should have it. The arm of the sword, the profession, it doesn''t matter."

    "So that''s the legend..."

    Akane touches her lips with her index finger.

    "Is that it? Did Larsia not notice that?

    Perhaps Larsia had been informed quite early.

    If so, somewhat, it is not surprising whether it takes time or reaches the same conclusion.

    "... let us go to Mainz, and what good will Larsia -"

    "Yut............ hmm?

    "Ah, Mr. Kagra"

    As I walked thinking, I came across a kagra in a witch outfit with a buckwheat.

    Later, I realized that inside the Dragon Man (Draconut) - Tenryu - was exhibiting paper and woodwork.

    "Um, no. Excuse me. Excuse me!

    Seeing signs that Yut had tried to say something, and made Yut''s maid, the dragon witch turned her head down and ran away so vigorously that she danced her dark hair.

    "Uh...?

    If you don''t know what happened, you turn Yut''s stretched hand around the universe.

    I did my job properly as a maid, but since Zinga signed up for marriage, my non-work conversation had been completely obsolete.

    Yut was going to Earth, and he was still ready for the festival afterwards, so he somehow stayed put...

    "That''s what you''re talking about..."

    Acorn understood everything in his current interactions against the confused Yut.

    Kagra is afraid that Yut will say no. So I wolfed and escaped to meet in a place that wasn''t my job.

    I don''t know if Kagra is aware, but Acorn has figured it out.

    There is no basis. But I get it.

    And, of course, I wasn''t going to tell Yut.

    This is, first of all, a matter for Yut to think about.

    "I see. Larsia was after this."

    "... unusual, it''s a message from Larsia."

    A single letter had appeared over Yut''s hand, which was troubled by the storage.

    A theoretical spell that sends a message of a single sentence to a specified person.

    Rare as a meadow species, Larsia is a user of the theoretical spell. In the unlikely event that the Message spell was prepared in a scroll, it was not often used.

    Especially if in the same territory, in their senses, they are barely apart. Unless it was a matter of contending for a moment, it was common for Larsia to visit.

    Because it''s more fun to see the reaction straight away.

    Of course, in the current situation, it is possible that I sent the Message because I am busy¡­ Either way, I would be wary of reports from Larsia.

    "Well, you can''t just not read it..."

    Prepared, Yut reads out the contents so that they can be passed on to the Valtrudes as well.

    "The Tubasa is back in Hardenturm..."

    But that stopped right away.

    "What''s the matter, Yut?

    "No...... Hey, unexpectedly."

    To Valtrude''s inquiry, Yut rarely clouds his words.

    It was unexpected, and at the same time, there was a part of me that truly fell wondering if something was coming.

    Either way, you can''t keep your mouth shut.

    "I don''t know how, but there''s a drifter from Li Kutua aboard the Tubasa... he wants to see me"

    We gathered information during the preparation period for Istas'' festival, but this and other things didn''t catch on.

    That''s what came from the other side. Even if it''s not a report from Larsia, we have to be vigilant.

    "I guess the festival is over... It''s still the second day."

    It would be nice to hear a bright story.

    Yut laughs, saying so.

    It was a smile that made me feel ready and determined.

 469 1. Return from the South

    "Come on, stand up. In action, the enemy won''t wait."

    "Ha, ha... ugh"

    Cold and feverish words emanating from Lela.

    But is Cress, who is being thrown at it, listening to that voice or not? Just stand back and breathe desperately.

    There is no force in his legs, and he is shuddering uncomfortably.

    The hand holds a long sword (long sword). However, it is unlikely that it will be able to stand as requested without the sensation of the arm, etc.

    Sweat poured down my grandfather''s conceded neat face. Blonde hair, stuck to a nod or cheek, disgusting. But I don''t even feel like doing something about it.

    Removing her gaze from Lela in a pitch-black bodysuit, Cress looks up to heaven.

    Blue skies like falling out. The sun shines brightly. Everyone smiles, it''s a good day.

    But in Cress''s eyes, the sun was seemingly swaying with all sorts of shakes.

    It''s not because this is the ship. It would be because either consciousness or head is going around.

    The only breeze that blows through is giving me a refreshing feeling.

    Would it be like a borough rag or something when I briefly describe the current cress?

    Besides, all the time on the voyage, this is how it goes. It is also rumored by former slaves who took them out of the Southern continent that they treated them worse than they did when they were on the farm.

    But I know more about Lela than their ex-husband.

    As for Cress, I wanted to think so, and I believed it.

    Because Lella, who gave instructions to set up, is waiting for Cress''s health to return.

    I''m not trying to kick it in with the shackles connected by the iron ball, but I''m making my hair seawind.

    As for Cress, I was prepared for that, too, but even if I went towards it before I could breathe, I''d just be hit again. Then, still, you''d better bet on the possibility that you''ll miss it.

    Kress, who continued to be narrowed down by Lela on her southern expedition route, even wore such a pretense.

    "Time''s up."

    "Damn."

    But the Divine Divine Divine Body of Power (Avatar) is not so sweet that it waits all the time. Only, her guidance is rigorous and harsh.

    Running through an irregularly rocking deck with lightness that I don''t think you''re wearing shackles, fleshy on the cress.

    "Shit."

    Sufferingly, he set up a foot payment instead of waving a long sword.

    A compact, sharp kick, I don''t think I was in a fluffy state.

    "Asaka!

    But if you don''t think enough, you end up getting drunk.

    He kicked her in motion like running water, and Lela went into Cress''s nostalgia. Two faces approach each other breathlessly.

    For a second.

    A blow so loud that it sounded like Zudon was unleashed on the dovetail.

    Is it a fist or a kick? Don''t even know it, Kress, stands up for the occasion. I don''t even get blown away by the impact. In other words, all the power was absorbed into Cress''s body.

    ¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D¨D

    No longer can you scream or bitter.

    Like a doll with a broken thread, it collapsed to the spot.

    "Empty..."

    Blue sky, white clouds, brilliant sun.

    Waves in the ears, sea breezes in the skin.

    Reaching unconsciously to heaven, he grips his fist as if to grab the sun.

    What sprang from Cress, who regained consciousness, was a sense of being alive.

    "Wake up? Are you kidding me?"

    "Oh...... Because it''s the usual."

    While I grin with pity, Cress tries to wake herself up.

    But it was easily inhibited by Satya.

    "Give it a rest."

    "... let''s do that"

    Cress is pushed on the shoulder and put to sleep on the deck again.

    That''s when I finally realized that Satya was apparently knee-pillowing me.

    But my whole body is lazy with muscle aches, and my thoughts are dull. At least, now, I didn''t think of anything. Even before, it''s not because Lela did the same thing to me and I was used to it. Never.

    "It is to go!

    "Yah!

    I can hear you in the wind, the girls'' voices.

    On behalf of Cress, it now seemed that Alana and Petra were being treated by Lela.

    That''s right, should I say the divine portion of power. Not only do I drill myself, but I also don''t neglect to teach backwards. It doesn''t matter who you are or who you are, you probably like to work out.

    As long as you have the power, you can also remove the misfortune.

    Justice requires strength, first and foremost.

    It was also the very teachings of Regra God, which set forth the existence of a firm power in all the assumptions.

    And Lela''s ability to work in the missionary service meant that the voyage home was also going well.

    A successful Southern expedition on the mission of liberating slaves and acquiring seedlings while being quite unscrupulous.

    Unlike going, it was a convoy that welcomed many former slaves, but there were times when it was originally planned, and no major confusion arose.

    No, to be precise, shortly after we escaped, there was also a small mess.

    After all, he entered the mouth of Emperor Tortoise Archeron and left the land in a departure called escape. It''s hard to say that replenishment is perfect either.

    In the meantime, more people all at once. It was difficult to provide outbound food.

    But you can''t just give up because it''s difficult.

    In view of the possibility of being arranged, replenishment was to be made in a port which was out of line with the original route.

    Both Kress and Satya, for some reason, bit one at it - rather than working with the secretary to confirm stockpiles and prepare distribution plans, ran off to replenish them.

    Cress, the prince of the Tydrack kingdom, naturally completes reading and writing calculations. But he had the insistence that he was a warrior, and had never been involved in so-called chores, including his adventurous days at Folio-Farina. I left it up to my colleagues to distribute rewards and treasures, as well as to manage party assets and other money-related aspects.

    Heroes need to get involved in that. Rather, be good at it.

    In retrospect now, an attitude that makes me want to turn to shame.

    Because I reflected on that - not that - but anyway, the food shortage immediately after the escape was an extremely dangerous situation.

    Anyway, if I did badly, I could have eaten the meal produced by the Hellenic cleric warriors with the divine spell "Communion (Mana)".

    Yes, a wet, tasteless "communion".

    As a result, I managed to provide more meals than the tasteless, wet, paper-like Communion, but I was fortunate that the sailors would also have been used to crude food.

    "If I had to, I should have eaten and drank algae floating water in the sturdy bread of the beetle."

    "Oops, salted pork, barely even Captain Nya can eat it at the end of the voyage."

    "Even right after the supply, only one for four!

    "That''s the same as when you''re on the ground. Put it on dinner."

    "I don''t think Yale''s going to get hurt, either."

    "Then, if you don''t have to worry about sepsis, you''ll be worried you''ll be punished the other way around."

    The words spoken to Cress, who seemed sorry, were quite shocking to him, raised as a prince.

    This is not to say that there was a problem with Captain Evan once.

    Steady bread, slight cheese, bean soup. Alternatively, oatmeal. Plus, ale paid for publicity that if you get on the boat, you can drink.

    A menu that I would rather describe as bait than as a meal was obvious.

    Even with the premise of combating septicaemia, Yuut, who prepared large quantities up to the preservation bottle Preservation Bottle and forcefully solved the food situation, still, I guess, somewhere out of touch.

    And it was the same ex-slaves who rescued them who were used to crude food.

    Though they went all the way to New Heaven and Earth, they also softened their attitude by being treated as if they were guests, although they were honestly half-hearted. Now he seemed to think about New Heaven and Earth and talk about what he wanted to do when he arrived.

    Also, worship and praise the Cress as heroes.

    (Are you a hero...)

    Feeling Satya''s body temperature in the back of her head, Cress turns her mind to the presence of ''hero''.

    My grandfather, Eldrick, is an undisputed hero.

    They broke through the labyrinth and rebuilt the doomed kingdom of Tidrac. That feat deserves to be called a hero.

    Valtrude Istas would definitely be a hero, too.

    I want to describe her very life as a hero while working to save the world more than once.

    What about myself, therefore? Do you have something to shoulder with these two?

    (Not even underfoot...)

    That is neither humiliating nor immersed in self-inflicted abuse. Rather, its self-assessment is even a sign of growth.

    Once I could only obstinate to my distance from him, but now I am supported by many, so that I can properly grasp the value of the two of them.

    Yet they treat me like a ''hero''.

    I am in a position of admiration, aspiration and frustration.

    (Heroes are not what they become. At some point, it''s what it is)

    Neither my grandfather Eldrick nor Valtrude would have intended to be a hero.

    By advancing to their original goals and achieving them, they became seen as heroes.

    Of course, aspiring to be a hero is not a bad thing.

    Both Kress, and King Alsace, are aiming for it.

    But just going for it doesn''t make sense again.

    Have faith and act.

    Now, I don''t ask for an evaluation.

    I guess that''s what heroes are for.

    "Ship! There''s a small boat on the way!

    From above the mast, the voice of the watchman sounded.

    "It could be a wreck!

    Take that and rush to Russia on the deck. A message will fly to Captain Even, and Lella and the others will stop the archery and check in the bow direction.

    Cress also jumps up and goes for the tip. Now, Satya didn''t stop either.

    "... I don''t see a ship"

    However, no matter how much you glance at it, only the Great Sea Plains will spread in front of you. There were no shadows or shapes, such as ships.

    "No. There does seem to be a drifting ship..."

    "That''s right, Lord Lela."

    "If you use a spell, you might see it"

    To the words of Alana and Petra, Cress nodded inside.

    In fact, the watch personnel were lent a telescope with a Farsighted (Hawkeye) spell on the lens of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) from Yut.

    In other words, Lela''s vision would be binocular-like, but now, to that extent, no one is surprised.

    "You''re not the kind of ship that can get out this far offshore. It''s more surprising what you''ve been keeping than what you''re drifting."

    Lela''s outlook seemed to match that of a skilled watchman.

    From behind, I hear a voice explaining to Captain Evan.

    "You even hit a storm, it''s pretty lame. Come on"

    "You can''t abandon me. But keep up the good work."

    By order of the captain, the deck captain elects the personnel.

    A boat was rushed down for landing, accompanied by Alaina, the user of the divine spell, and Kress in case of any eventuality.

    Armed without alarm, a line approaching the drifting ship.

    But with the results alone, it all ended in concern.

    Out in the ocean is a small boat that can only be described as reckless.

    It''s like a fishing boat that moves with a few people. That just has one man on board who''s debilitated and breathes constantly.

    However, the drifter had unexpected characteristics.

    A short set of horns that grow from your forehead.

    Hands and feet with sharp nails.

    Head that took over the characteristics of the dragon in color.

    Dragon Man?

    Cress crumbles and circles her eyes in surprise.

    He looks closer to the dragon than the dragon men who have emigrated to Marquis Istas territory, but he did look like a dragon man.

    "Be firm! I will help you!

    "... luv......, ah, ama...... sa...... Well... but..."

    When Allena does the Handling, the Dragonman unconsciously utters words about whether the cloudy consciousness has recovered only slightly.

    "What does that have to do with him..."

    The look on Kress''s face, so crushed, was really complicated.

    Yut Amaxa.

    The house of the Marquis Istas was slaughtered by a rare archmage (Arch Mage).

    Visitors from different worlds.

    And the destroyer of common sense.

    When he gets involved, things get bigger...... and yet, it works. Even for this southern expedition, yes.

    Haven''t you been involved in the beginning of a major incident? I have a feeling about that.

    Yet it''s a strange sense of relief that accounts for Cress''s breasts.

    If you can leave it to Yut, don''t worry about everything.

    I just need to take over, first and foremost, in perfect condition.

    I was so sure.

 470 2. Return and reporting

    "Master!

    "Whoa. Tense, Petra."

    One, Yuut, who came to the harbour of Hardenturm under the spell of Moment (Teleport).

    Was there mere coincidence or some guidance? Yut emerged in front of the place where the Tubasa was anchored.

    The moment the pure white and graceful hull of the Tubassa came into view.

    They were already disembarking. Petra''s hugging me. It''s like the tail of a dog that has been reunited with its owner for a long time, the side tail of an ash blonde shakes.

    "Master, Master, Master, Shisei-yi!

    Hold on, hold on, hold on.

    Petra expressing joy by trying to push her whole body.

    Yut finally makes sure he doesn''t get pushed down. No, that could be a waste of resistance, too. During his voyage to the South, Petra, trained by Lela, was making long-legged progress.

    There, the joy of reuniting Yut overlapped. Perhaps, in a few dozen seconds, the resistance will be void.

    The apprentice I met a long time ago, was growing.

    Hopefully, I wanted you to grow spiritually as well.

    Previously, Yut smiles bitterly, forgetting that he never took any obvious skinship so far.

    "Because I didn''t expect to see my master so soon"

    "Oh my goodness. If I were you, what would happen if I met your real name..."

    "Huh? Is that your real name?

    Hear the name of a friend you didn''t expect and Petra tilts her neck.

    "Oh. There''s gonna be a lot going on over there, but there''s a lot going on over here."

    "I see."

    There was really a lot going on on on the Southern expedition, so Petra, that convinced me.

    Don''t miss that gap and slap Petra on the shoulder two or three times before Yut gently pulls her off.

    "So, the only thing that''s back is the Tubasa? What about Captain Even and the others? And I''m talking about a drifter from Li Kutua?

    Anyway, he wants to check the situation, and Yut asks a question early in the arrow succession.

    It''s more about wanting to make the ambiguous part clear than it is about being in a hurry. At the same time, I''m pretty sure we''re losing room.

    Because it is like the basis was laid on the anomaly conveyed by the dragon emperor, who remains a residual thought in the jewels of the earth.

    "The Tubassa alone preceded us. The rest of the ship will arrive in a few days."

    "I see."

    Kress also approaches us and answers instead of Petra.

    Apparently, only two people got off the ground, Kress and Petra, and no Larsia has contacted me. I guess the main business is busy.

    The cress also burned the skin day by day, making it even tougher.

    From a calm face, I feel the growth after overcoming the difficulties.

    "Anyway, I''m glad you''re home safe."

    With a full smile on his face, Yut asked Cress to shake his hand.

    "... Yes"

    Kress shook his hand in surprise, then emotionally.

    It was Petra, who looked flattered at the state of it, but interrupts it between them like it was bounced and claims to exist.

    "Me too, good luck!

    "Okay, okay. If you want to talk, I''ll listen to you later."

    Yeah. Later. Not now.

    First of all, Yut, who made a sincere effort to return, but also understands that something has happened that needs to be reported in a hurry. That is also something that cannot be conveyed in Messages.

    "I''d like to give you a big welcome, but if anything''s going on in Li Kutua, it''s none of my business either. First, talk directly to the person who was drifting..."

    "That''s..."

    "No way, already?

    "No, he''s alive. It was debilitating, but I''m holding my life back."

    "That''s good"

    Simply, I''m glad you''re alive.

    In addition to that, Yut exhales gently with the relief that he did not have to strain Alcia.

    "Does that mean we''re not in a state where we can still talk?

    "Yes. The sailor''s diagnosis says it''s better to rest. Now Mr. Milsche is sleeping in the cabin of the Tubassa."

    I was partying with Petra, Priest of Fermina, the Sun God (Priest) Mirsche. I knew Yut well about her, too.

    Of course, it doesn''t extend to Alcia, but that''s just not a good comparison. You seem to be keeping Kokang, and if you leave it to Mirsche, you won''t have a problem.

    "Okay. You''ve helped me a lot. Thanks."

    It is possible to call Alcia and restore her with a spell now.

    But I haven''t even heard of when I helped drifters from Li Kutua, but I''m pretty sure that''s way past time.

    Then, to some extent, it would be better to entrust it to natural recovery, which would be good for your body in the long run.

    Moreover, depending on the content of the story, mental burdens may arise. If so, priority should still be given to natural recovery.

    If it were an emergency, that would not be the case.

    "By the way, the city is busier, what happened?

    "Right. That''s where it comes from."

    Yut sorts out the priorities and tells both Cress and Petra.

    "I''m sorry I''m tired, but let''s exchange information first"

    Yut returned to the fortress of Falve with only Kress and Petra.

    Drifters from Li Kutua are to be accommodated in a treatment center in Hardenturm and see how it goes. Tomorrow, Alcia will also be diagnosed and will schedule an appointment for the aftermath.

    "Ha. Is it the festival of Istas..."

    "Yes. The purpose is to eat, drink, make noise, consume. That''s all."

    "Straight."

    Because Kagra is in Mainz, Yut brews herbal tea himself and entertains the two of them.

    First of all, when I was explaining the festival of Istas, I felt like I could hear the hustle and bustle of noise, even to my usual office.

    "Sounds like fun!

    "Oh. I''d love it if you enjoyed it"

    An understated yuut while sitting on the couch in the reception space. But I don''t have to bother to make sure it''s a big day. Just being in the city, it should tell you.

    "Tell the Valtrudes from me, and let me know what you''re talking about."

    I already told my wife and fianc¨¦es who broke up in Mainz about the situation in the Message spell. So, after spending some time in Mainz, I was to come back to Falve by carriage rail.

    You''re the only one who works during the festival.

    Yut, that''s what he was splitting up.

    "Then tell me the story I worked for!

    "We''ll have to talk about drifters before that."

    Cress pushes Petra away like she did.

    If his fellow adventurer, Satya, had been present, he would have had an attitude that might have been said, "This is why Cres..." Either way, Yuut''s perception is also close to Cres.

    "I''m sorry, but first, I want to get a grip on Li Kutua''s story"

    "Master..."

    "Later, I''ll take some time"

    Yut prompts Kress to talk while he scolds Petra.

    It''s a word-taking outfit, but neither Yut, nor Petra have noticed.

    "I was in a situation where I couldn''t talk properly..."

    Kress, who took the book out of her nostrils, speaks with her eyes dropped on it.

    "Still, there were a few words that made sense for every wow"

    Place name Falve. Plus, Yut''s name.

    That didn''t seem to mean anything separate, it seemed to mean someone named Amaxa Yut, who lives in Falve.

    "Then, the jewel. And then, it may be different, but the name Wado Renka was also repeated. But neither Captain Evan nor anyone else had ever heard of it."

    "Same goes for me... What do you know from your belongings?

    To Yut''s confirmation, Kress answers by shaking her neck to the side.

    "Only the Holy Mark, which epitomizes the dragon. The rest was just a tiny bit of food and water"

    That''s the only confirmed information.

    "Something''s vague, I''m sorry."

    "No, that''s good if you''re empty. No, that''s better, I guess."

    When I finished communicating the information I had compiled, I guess I realized that I was vague and uninformed.

    But to the soothing cress, Yut smiles.

    "The treasure, Wado Renka, and it''s me..."

    I don''t know about a person named Wadow Renka - if it''s a human name - but conversely, Yut''s name is Li Kutua, no one should know.

    All I know would be about a hiuki with a single hit.

    Even for that hiuki, you should not know that Yut inherits the jewels of the earth.

    But if you don''t have the means to know, the answer is no.

    "Dedicated or information from other jewels..."

    Petra and Kress look at Yut, who sinks into thought, wonderfully, but the Great Mage (Arch Mage) doesn''t seem to care either.

    Just focus your consciousness on your own thoughts.

    Although it cannot be identified with any god, the fact that Yut is the heir to the jewels of the earth would be information that the gods can easily grasp if they want to know.

    And it may be sufficient to entrust that information to one''s own followers, if there are good reasons for doing so.

    What''s more, Jinga and Kagra''s brothers and sisters, who have protected the earth''s treasures, were also priests of the dragon god Bahamut.

    The drifter in the matter was also a follower of the Dragon God, and thanks to his protection he was able to drift from Li Kutua to this one. Can you even think about it this way?

    All to meet Yut, heir to the jewels of the earth.

    Just guessing.

    It''s just a coincidence.

    Absolutely, there''s a good chance it''s off target.

    That''s the common sense decision.

    "Well, be prepared"

    But such common sense has nothing to do with it.

    Yut laughed lightly.

 471 3. Treasure Manager (Previous)

    "Still, is this guy a good thing to admit..."

    The festival of Istas was celebrating its third day.

    But what Yut has is a treatment center in Hardenturm that has nothing to do with it. Until the waiting room, the hustle and bustle of the treasure hunting tournament didn''t arrive, and it seems like every distant world could be built.

    White clean spaces, just like Japanese hospitals. It used to be just a stone wall, but Yut ordered it - with a budget - to be repainted with white paint.

    The waiting room has a bench with a back, which just didn''t work with a cloth sofa, but also arranged with elastic cushions.

    Yut waited for Arcia to come out in the waiting room.

    Of course, Arcia is not on the side to be examined, but on the side to be done. He is in the hospital room to check on drifters from Li Kutua and provide the necessary treatment.

    If we were to take a strict view of the meaning of the institution called a treatment center, Yut was nothing but a disturber.

    Anyway, while we wait for treatment, this is how we are bothering our minds with new projects.

    "But this development was unexpected..."

    A letter delivered under the spell of Message. Re-reading the text several times, Yut leads to the waiting room wall, closing his eyes.

    The spell of the Message conveyed the successful completion of the Southern Expedition and the prior return of the Tubasa to the various places concerned.

    Via Vainamarinen, but also sends a Message to King Eldrick.

    The problem was with the - after all, it was delivered via the Great Sage - reply.

    "I wish I could make Prince Cress my servant."

    Lower work is just what King Eldrick says, and it would be problematic to accept it as it is.

    However, Li Knight''s perception that it was okay to treat him that way was even partially expressed.

    Cress returned from a southern expedition.

    The new order given by my grandfather, Eldrick, was that I should learn to administer under the Marquis Istas - that is, Yut.

    "If you think it''s like an intern, is it good?

    Of course, Yut, who was just a high school student on Earth, has never been to or accepted an intern. Somehow, I just recognize it as something like that in my image. I can''t even think of it in the same line as a work experience.

    The image is also blurry, to the extent of apprenticeship. Specifically, what to tell me and what to entrust? Something like I have no idea.

    If you view it as a brotherhood, it may be common in this world......

    Still, having to educate a prince of a country is under heavy pressure.

    Anyway, it''s not like Yut himself learned something by being systematic.

    "Well, first check with the person"

    Of King Eldrick, and from the character of Vainamarinen, you must not have said anything to Prince Cress. Yut shrugs his shoulder when he''s sure enough that he can bet Larsia.

    In the first place, neither Yut nor Valtrude has come to the clinic of cress acceptance, but even protesting that point, they will now just say it in a way they cannot refuse via King Alsace of Sejour.

    "Those old men are really bad in nature. Really, really."

    While I was saying that, I remember the various annoyances I suffered - mainly, militancy-related - and Yut''s expression turns into something that ran bitterly.

    Objectively, we are victims and perpetrators of each other, but whether it was intentional or not, Yut was turning away from that point.

    Whatever it is, it''s mandatory to have an interview with Cress. Petra and I don''t know what we''re talking about, but we have to make time.

    Yut shrugs his shoulders again when it''s something that doesn''t have to be a festival.

    "Well, depending on what you''re about to hear, things are going to change,"

    Look up at the white ceiling.

    Like an air pocket, flat free time.

    But a break was also a distant time.

    To Valtrude and Acorn, they do bad things.

    I apologized in my heart to my wife and fianc¨¦e, who had completely left me alone. I also put a lot of effort into Alcia because she needs it to be treated.

    I''m looking for peace and tranquillity, but, hey, my surroundings won''t forgive me.

    And I don''t hate that myself, too, I wonder.

    It was not until a few dozen minutes after Arcia came out of the hospital room to speak to Yut driven by self-loathing.

    "Ooh...... Huh! Ohhh...... ugh!

    As soon as Yut enters the hospital room, the dragon man (Draconut) who was lying in bed rises and begins to weep out of his slightly distant eyes.

    Exactly the state of being impressed, but Yut took his wife seriously, who accidentally had a crimson eyelid.

    "It''s okay. As I was saying, there''s no problem as long as we talk about it."

    There''s no problem, but isn''t there an anomaly?

    Feeling such a retreat, Yut approaches a drifter from Li Kutua.

    Like Hiuki, who once played a one-on-one battle among the Kagras, his appearance is close to that of a dragon.

    horns growing from the forehead or hands with sharp nails. More importantly, he was separated from humans without having to compare to, or no to, Zinga or Kagra, such as a head that should be described as a small dragon.

    However different in appearance, there was a decisive difference between subraces with evil phases such as goblins and oaks.

    You are more of the same person than you can speak a common language, have a name, and share values.

    "I''m Yut Amaxa. You seem to know my name."

    I could even name him, but I couldn''t tell him until the end.

    True Dragon Man (True Draco) sitting in bed tries to get out of bed and kneel on the floor as he sifts his beard first.

    "Hey, what all of a sudden?"

    I rushed closer and tried to push it over the bed, but it was a step too late.

    "A certain (it is) named Suion, descendant of the clan, who served the dragon god Bahamut and inherited the treasures of heaven from his ancestors. This time, we inherit the jewels of the earth, and Amaxa will see you come true, and we will know it with great pleasure."

    Lie flat in your outfit with your right fist and left palm with your thumbs together and start introducing yourself. No matter, don''t look at Yut, head to the floor.

    The name of the drifter from Li Kutua and his being the keeper of the heavenly treasures were informed only by the greetings now, but not the other way around.

    "Uh, anyway, to bed. If a sick person dresses up like that, we can''t even talk."

    He was a yuut in quite a great position, but he has also had little experience of being made big on this. In spiritual terms, Yuut, still unchanged from his high school students, rushed the dragonman drifter - letting Swion''s head rise.

    "But..."

    "Because it''s good"

    I don''t even know what''s good for me, but anyway, I made it smell out of the mouth that I couldn''t get on with the story if I didn''t, and I managed to push Swion.

    "... if you say so much, you have no choice."

    Following Yut''s will, the dragon man''s priest returns to his bed. Still, where I was sitting in the front seat on the bed, I could see the awareness that I was doing it reluctantly.

    "You look fine, but I don''t want you to push me too hard. By the time the next bell rings, I wonder if I can finish it."

    "If something..."

    "Okay."

    blocked Swion''s protest, and Yut nodded to Alcia''s attention.

    The next bell - the clock tower in Bride''s Square is announcing the hour to the entire Marquis of Istas territory - rings about half an hour later. With that, you''ll be able to listen to the whole story.

    "First of all, I''d like to make sure that you know that I have the jewels of the earth?

    "Yes, of course."

    No evidence given.

    Then confidently, the dragonman nodded.

    "After all, there is a trust from the dragon god Bahamut?

    "No, in this regard, the Goddess of the Sun has given us more advice in awe"

    "Fermina, the sun god..."

    An elderly woman with long, lustrous dark hair bound on both sides of her face and decorated with a few razors.

    Yuut reminds me of the appearance of the Sun God, which was completely different from the appearance in the world.

    The Fermina God ordered an exploratory line (quest) from which he could leave Murgush ¡°emptied¡±, and so on.

    If you''re a Fermina god, it''s not surprising to know that Yut - only tentatively - is the heir to the jewels of the earth.

    Besides, even from the bright oriental outfit I saw then, I guess there''s a shallow connection with Li Kutua.

    "It''s an ancient inheritance, but it''s said that once the Sun God was on earth and in his time, he was at the end of the east of the world. Perhaps there is such an edge that we know that it has been entrusted to a certain"

    "I didn''t know that..."

    Even pluralistic Taiwan did not have that much information. No, is it right that I didn''t even try to find out?

    The sun, flying from the palace of the Sun God, illuminates the world, finishes its mission and sinks to the west, returning again to the east. Were such cycles established in the age of mythology?

    And the architectural style of Li Kutua did not resemble that of the palace of Fermina, the sun god.

    The building of Li Kutua was created in imitation of the palace of Fermina, the sun god.

    "Together, from my God, Bahamut, we descend on an exploratory journey to the west, depending on how we jump out into the outer ocean."

    "So the ship you were on originally hit by a storm, and you escaped by boat?

    "No, seriously, we left on that borough ship."

    "... that we couldn''t have a proper ship?

    Unless it was a financial matter, I guess an impending situation wouldn''t have allowed it.

    "I don''t know."

    Swillen admitted to Yut''s speculation without incident.

    "His name is Wado Renka. A man''s treasure in his hand, and a man who took away the treasure of heaven chased him, and a man fled with his life."

    "Wado Renka......"

    I didn''t know that name.

    I haven''t even heard from the dragon emperor among the earth''s jewels. Or I''ve never been warned by any god, like Suylene, who thinks of wearing an umbilical cord in front of me.

    Still, it should be noted that Yut couldn''t help but feel ominous about the name.

 472 4. Treasure Manager (after)

    "But whatever man''s jewels are, it''s not serene that he took them from heaven."

    Collect them all and you will be the successor to the Dragon Emperor. Three treasures.

    Up to two of them are in the hands of a man named Wado Renka.

    That in itself is not what I would say. Arcia beside him, wearing an emotional ring, may deny it, but Yut thinks so.

    The fact that he did not inherit the jewels of heaven, but robbed them, also means that he was not recognized by this suion.

    But it was only short-circuited to judge the idea and nature of Wadow Renka with that. I''m not driven by suspicious ghosts, but I also don''t know if I can trust Swion fully.

    (If it was Val, I''d probably think about it after I barge in for now)

    Reminds me of the beauty of my beloved wife, and from Yut''s shoulder, I can feel much more powerless.

    We haven''t decided anything yet. Now you just have to listen to voidness.

    Thanks to Valtrude, I realized it was easy but important. Yut lifts his mouth slightly.

    "Tell me about it. But briefly."

    I just want to hear more about it, but the time limit is imminent. It was a difficult condition, but the dragonman (Draconut) priest (Priest), sitting on the bed and staring at him from the front, snorted and opened his mouth protruding forward.

    "Wadow Lenka was the king of the Wadow kingdom, the northernmost of the seven islands of Li Kutua, but he was inspired by the dragon emperor''s revelations, holding the treasures of men."

    Tianju, Tianki, Tiansen, Tianquan, Yuchong, Kaiyang, Shaking Light. This is the name of the major islands that make up Li Kutua.

    It is Kaiyang Island that I met the Kagras, so I am quite far from Tianhu Island. Neither the Wado kingdom, nor the name of its king, could be taken for granted that Yut knew not.

    "But isn''t the unification of the heavens and the earth, based on the jewels, a common mistake?

    "I don''t know. Initially, there was some welcome air..."

    It gradually faded and eventually turned into a sense of repellence and fear, Swion says. Rather than being bitter, I feel sincere regret.

    "The Wadow''s ruling region, on the face of it, looks like peace without hesitation, but, in its fruit, it only follows with promise what it has been commanded by a decline in spiritual willingness"

    "The jewels of the earth, because they manipulate the earth, the jewels of men..."

    "No, that''s a misunderstanding"

    You must have noticed what Yut was trying to say, the angry swion.

    Arcia reacts to the excitement.

    "You seem to be on your mind. I''m done talking..."

    "No, excuse me. I caught it. Someone''s calm."

    "... well, just a little more"

    "Okay."

    Unexpectedly easily, Arcia withdrew.

    Maybe he wanted to show that he could do a doctor stop at any time.

    "Originally, people''s jewels are found in treasures (artifacts) that have the power to deepen mutual understanding and reassure people. Never to take away humanity and enslave it."

    "The point is, it depends on how you use it..."

    Take it for granted, it''s a natural story.

    Rather, the focus of this story will be on the state of the treasures of those who allow Swion, the administrator of the heavenly treasures, to use them in an outrageous and outrageous manner.

    "The thought of the Dragon Emperor remaining on the treasure doesn''t try to stop it?

    "The thought of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor...... and...?

    "No, it''s good if you don''t know. Let''s move on."

    Apparently, it was something the admin didn''t even know about.

    Think of it, I''ve never heard anything like that from Zinga or Kagra. Is there a condition, or is it not left on the other jewels?

    Swion had the look of a child who was taken away by a toy - a face close to a dragon, but I can tell quite a bit by the look on his face - now, I don''t have time.

    "So, Wado Lenka and how powerful are you?

    "¡­ are the soldiers of the Wado kingdom extended to the power of man''s jewels? They have high morale and are pushed everywhere to fight as fiercely as dead soldiers"

    Originally, Tianchu Island, where Negijo was located, was closer to Tianki Island and Tiansen Island were already within the power zone. Heavenly Kwon Island also said it was on the verge of falling.

    "The revolt in the occupied territories is held down with man''s jewels. Soldiers of the forces they have laid down can also join their own forces if they use the treasures of men"

    The army is growing like a rat count. Moreover, due to man''s jewels, they are also controlled, I guess.

    There is no way that an existing army can counter it.

    If I had acorns, I''d say, "It''s like a zombie movie." At least it''s such an extraordinary thing to imagine that it doesn''t have that benefit either.

    Alcia, who was listening beside him, too, had a pompous mouth open.

    "Well, as you can guess,"

    And Swion also affirmed depressingly.

    "Furthermore, if Wado Renka has a black-clothed general who can be described as a katana,"

    Apparently, there''s no shortage of talent either.

    From what I heard, there seemed to be no obstacle to Wado Renka''s hegemony.

    "Certain residences were on Heavenly Kwon Island, but the Wado army walked faster than rumors. Neither gathering information nor fleeing will come true, and with that hand of Wadow Lenka, the treasures of heaven will be taken away."

    I guess I can''t say it in a thoughtless word.

    I tremble into humiliation, because I chew myself up too hard, or a muscle of blood runs out of the edge of my mouth.

    "Mr. Arcia."

    Yut stopped Arcia in a nutshell for trying to make a stop.

    I was going to get you to prioritize your health until you heard Wado Renka, but in this case, you have to work hard until you finish listening to the whole story.

    "I was commissioned after Wadow Renka took the treasure, and I saw a gap and ran away...... is that it?

    "... I''m ashamed, you''re right"

    "Right..."

    I guess the escape was a series of ordeals.

    You should be respected, not sympathetic, but suspicious of Yut''s breasts.

    Is it not possible that the escape was intended by Wado Renka? Wasn''t it a formula that draws the heir of the earth''s jewels - Yut - to himself?

    Yut, as he puts into view the figure of Swion, who is filled with thoughtlessness and shame, makes such a reckoning.

    The hallmark of this measure is that, whether it succeeds or fails, Wado Renka has nothing to lose.

    "However, Wado Renka also has weaknesses"

    "That I have the jewels of the earth?

    "In addition, living in Li Kutua and not yet recognized by the five ancient dragons (Elder Dragons). Moreover, the jewels of heaven, too, were only taken. I don''t recognize Wado Renka as my successor."

    Yut nodded silently, but inside, he wasn''t convinced.

    Indeed, some magic devices (magic items) and treasure items exist under conditions to be recognized as owners.

    However, one should assume that there is some sort of aptitude for a jewel to be recognised than the use of a person''s jewel, or that they have the means to invalidate that condition.

    Also, even for the approval of the ancient dragon, that is certainly a process necessary to become the next dragon emperor, but that doesn''t matter if you rule all of Li Kutua and tie it up with people''s jewels.

    The question is, to what extent and how much time does the power of a person''s jewels act? And is the ancient dragon just sitting there watching or something?

    If there is a limit to domination by man''s jewels, then Wadow Renka''s offense goes off a paragraph there.

    There seems to be some powerful generals, so that won''t be the end of it. But if the normal battlefield returns, unilateral developments must also mark an end.

    Ancient dragon movements are completely unreadable.

    I don''t interfere in the world of men, I just give ink to dragon emperors when they show up who they deserve. If so, the presence of the ancient dragon has to be eliminated from the calculation.

    Conversely, if there is such a thing as to give logging to those who disturb the world, it shouldn''t be strange to move it out.

    When it comes to dragons, the Yuts - especially, Jonah - have the impression that they don''t have teeth, but if they are truly ancient beings, the story is different.

    Besides, in the first place, I could easily tell that the yuts defeating the dragon were strange.

    If you are simply using people''s jewels to spread the dominant area, you will be able to touch the armor sleeves once the ancient dragons have gathered.

    "Don''t be too uncertain..."

    I put it behind me because I didn''t want to get too excited, but should I hear the impression from Swion that I met Wado Renka in person?

    In the first place, it means that we are tying people''s hearts with people''s jewels, but we do not know the specifics of the people''s orientation to life or the way soldiers fight.

    The current story alone was unlikely to bring me to a conclusion on what to do with Wado Renka.

    In fact, do we have to go?

    Valtrude is caged in a child, in this situation.

    "In the meantime, after Mr. Suion''s escape, we should see even more of Wado Renka''s dominated area spread, right?

    "... I have a nasty feeling about admitting it, but you should think so. Yes, a general in black, saying he''s from the west. And the hand of his people."

    "Hey, wait. West? From the west?

    What is west of Li Kutua? That is, around this Rotosilt kingdom.

    Coming from you, general in black.

    Man in black.

    "Yut..."

    "No way...... No, such a short circuit..."

    "Do you have any idea?

    Yuut nodded vaguely to Suion, who asked strangely.

    "General in black. His name is Ray Cruz. In addition to being a good fighter, Wanfu is unjust. Those who resist are feared to be evil in battle without mercy."

    Ray Cruz.

    Swordsman in black. Fallen hero. Avenger. He who lives with his sword and perishes with his sword.

    "I didn''t know you were going to hear that name here..."

    More than that, neither Yut nor Arsia can say anything.

    The clock tower bell rings, as if I had predicted its timing.

    The meeting this day thus closed the curtain.

 473 5. Persuasion

    "Come on, we don''t have the rules."

    In the castle fortress of Falve, a dining room and conference room, Valtrude put his arms together and said with a seemingly difficult look.

    Doing so on the short side of a rectangular desk, the natural beauty goes hand in hand and looks strange and thoughtful.

    "After all, was that Wado Renka? Is he evil or not?"

    "Absolutely. If Val sees it as evil, he tries to kill it right away."

    Larsia, who sits in the left row looking from Valtrude, puts tea in with a loose voice and expression.

    But to Valtrude, it doesn''t make sense.

    "You can''t possibly do that. Let''s start with sincere discussion and persuasion."

    "Oh, Val, but do something decent"

    "If it doesn''t work, I''ll have to kill it."

    "After all, it was Valtrude!

    Larsia gives a convincing voice to the throw.

    It did not take the form of words, but the other members had one thought.

    "I wonder if that persuasion could also be a physical persuasion."

    "No, I don''t think that''s it. Exactly...... Probably... probably..."

    Not much of an acorn, but in a way, Yut denies the best point, along with a bitter laugh. While appreciating that the harsh atmosphere after telling the story I heard from Swion has lightened thanks to my beloved wife and fianc¨¦e.

    Nevertheless, I want you to forgive me for having a bad tooth cut. Whatever, there is a limit.

    "Shall I summarize the main points?"

    He looks around with dark brown eyes and Arcia returns to the story.

    It was Yut who gave the first explanation, but I guess there was a stray in him. Because of that, I lost sight of the story.

    This is the occasion where Alcia, who was present at the meeting with Swion, should be objectively informed.

    "A man named Wado Renka, with treasures (artifacts) of the same lineage as the jewels of the land owned by Yutkun, is sweeping Li Kutua. This is the premise, the beginning."

    That won''t be a problem, but Wado Renka''s method is one that doesn''t care about people''s will, and furthermore, even cooperates with that Ray Cruz.

    Do we overlook this? Or do you intervene?

    Summarizing the issues brings the story back to perspective at the same time.

    "... can I say my honest thoughts?

    Raised his hand small, and Acorn asked for permission.

    Valtrude and Yut nod at the same time, and Acorn opens his mouth with a snack.

    "Blah, I feel like a fire across the shore. Are you sure you need to get involved? Well, I don''t even know the details of this world..."

    "I think so, too. Instead, don''t feel the intention behind wanting to throw Yut into the fire"

    Larsia affirmed the impression that Acorn, sitting next to Yut, had spoken.

    "I''m telling you that the Dragon Man (Draconut) came to us, but even without it, he didn''t come all the way here with information.

    "There''s no hanging up if you doubt it, but the guess is, don''t assume there''s Ray Cruz over there"

    There would be other ways, but it would be more natural to assume that Ray Cruz knew Yut existed.

    A black-clothed swordsman that he was going to take over the Verga Empire and attack it into heaven.

    Why is that avenger in the Far East?

    "Ray Cruz avenges. No, Though I Don''t Think I''ll Give Up Sword Princess Suigil"

    "So it''s a fake over there?

    A meadow species (Magner) who, while acknowledging the correctness of Arsian language, argues that it may be strange.

    I didn''t mean to cover my wife, but Yut was reflexively uttering a re-objection.

    "You might want to secure your power in Li Kutua and attack the Verga Empire."

    "I wonder if that short-circuited, short-sighted black guy would do that?

    Larsia''s Ray Cruz review is unforgiving.

    Yut smiles unintentionally, but he couldn''t fail to acknowledge the correctness of one side.

    Exile watches for such exchanges with few words.

    Not that I''m not going to participate in the discussion......

    I''m just entrusting Valtrude and Yut with the policy.

    If you''re not going, you don''t have to do anything.

    If you want to go, you will die. I''ve already made up my mind.

    He was an unwavering rock giant (Jarloot).

    That''s the same for Jonah.

    On the contrary...

    "Because killing doesn''t change"

    - And I didn''t attend the meeting, and I kept the stalls open. Apparently, he can''t be going to leave the soup to someone else.

    Maybe the Albino girl has met her vocation unexpectedly.

    "If Larsia''s" short-circuited and short-sighted "isn''t the same, maybe there''s something in Li Kutua that you can shortcut."

    "It is...... No, if it''s just a possibility, you can say anything.

    "Well, because it''s just an idea. Maybe it''s a reason to keep it down, or in the first place, there''s no reason."

    That said, Yut shook his head depressingly.

    My stretched forehead dances in front of me.

    Ray Cruz is trying to bring in Yut.

    On this assumption, we do not, in any case, get the guidelines, as Valtrude put it. I can''t decide my attitude. It ends in an ambiguous story.

    "One. Keep an eye on the change"

    As if to blow away his worries, Yut counts his fingerfolds and lists his options.

    "Two. In the meantime, I''ll just go" Move Moments (Teleport) "to Li Kutua to see what''s going on"

    "It''s not too much."

    "Three, then. We''ll all intervene."

    "What else?

    "Four. Pressing on Jii of Vainamarinen"

    "I wonder..."

    The last bomb released by Yut was sufficient to change the complexion not only of Alusia, but of all the participants.

    "It''s an image, but something''s going to be terrible, isn''t it? It''s just my image."

    "Working with Ray Cruz to conquer Li Kutua with you?

    "I can''t tell you how impossible it is, but it''s the trouble."

    Acorn''s mental state was something that Yut also shared.

    "For example, suppose Larsia had some kind of situation and ran down the evil road."

    "Why me?

    "No, there''s no particular point or reason,"

    "There, I wanted something to happen!

    "Well, anyway, let''s just say Larsia falls for evil and around Cress is trying to discuss Larsia"

    Impossible, but maybe... and unexpected analogy.

    But really, there''s no reason to want it to be a unique noun.

    "I don''t know what I''d do in that situation if Cress asked me to help."

    Will you actively intervene with your fallen best friend, at least in your own hands?

    Or will it uphold neutrality?

    Or¡­¡­.

    "Maybe I''ll be one of Larsia''s"

    "You know, yut...... Something sounds like a good story, but we were originally buddies...? Is that it? Maybe I''m the only one who thought that?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "At least don''t look away!

    Still, Yut stays out of sight - rather than looking at Valtrude - and goes on.

    "In the meantime, I want to keep it a secret from Mr. Jii and King Eldrick"

    "... right. We should move proactively."

    Valtrude also seemed not dissatisfied with that policy, he nodded heavily.

    It would be possible to ask for cooperation, but at the same time, I cannot read the actions of these two people. If you do poorly, things could go in a hell of a direction. No, it''s dangerous.

    Then it would be much better to hit things with just the people you trust. Shortcuts are not always safe.

    You''ve come to a conclusion.

    Look around the left and right, says Valtrude.

    It was as majestic as the goddess who gave the judgment, and had the power to make it obey without having to hear the contents.

    "We''ll all have to go out there and see what we can do."

    Never overlook, etc.

    Respond with all your strength without losing it.

    "During the festival, but I can''t say that either. Tomorrow... but I''m going to fly to Li Kutua the day after tomorrow"

    "I''ll leave the treasure hunt to the people below."

    "This one too, no problem"

    Larsia and Exile lightly agree on footwork, just as they did in the Adventurers'' days.

    To those two, Acorn said in a mild tone, pointing a slightly envious stare at each other.

    "Well, me and Val are leaving a message. What will Alcia do?

    "Hmm? Leave a message?

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    What stopped it would have been either air or time to fulfill?

    Valtrude and Acorn face to face, both "impossible".

    Other members, even the Exile, could not be said to have been taken aback.

    "Val."

    Cold voices echo in such indoors.

    "You must be leaving a message, right?

    Larsia, not directed directly at her, shrunk her body and missed her gaze at the words that even conceived Arsia''s anger.

    Had Jonah been there, she might have escaped from this scene with a "teleportation".

    "Moment Travel could be bad for kids, right? But it takes time, but if you fly away, it''s fine"

    "It''s a problem before that!

    The beloved daughter of the goddess of death and sorcery.

    Alcia, so called, shook her hair and slapped her fist against the table.

    "Ugh... Alcia''s pretty......"

    On that sword screen, Larsia, who was not directed directly at her anger, shrinks her body and unconsciously turns her gaze toward the exit.

    Had Jonah been there, she would have escaped from the scene in Teleportation.

    But there''s also a reason Valtrude can''t pull back.

    "Maybe Yut is being targeted. What are you gonna do if I don''t accompany you?"

    "... makes sense"

    "Hey!

    When he slammed an inexplicable denial on Larsia, who agreed with Bozuri, Yut stood up on the spot. It is no longer a case of sitting down for meetings.

    For some reason Valtrude is in the right wind direction, but I couldn''t admit it.

    "Val, I''m glad to feel. Glad to hear it, but now, give your body priority. No, it''s top priority."

    "Neither am I going to leave you alone"

    Valtrude also takes his seat, as if to take it and stand.

    And I said, lovingly, stroking my stomach as supple as mercy.

    "But things aren''t the same as when I sent you off to Earth the other day. I could not foresee danger then, but this time it will be obvious that it will be a dispute"

    "Well, yes..."

    Never, I''m not saying it''s because I want to get busted.

    I can see that, and even as a yut, I can''t say it strongly anymore.

    "I''m fine. Because even without Val, I''ll figure it out."

    "Lack of specificity"

    "Gu."

    I guess I didn''t think the word "specific" would come out of Valtrude, etc.

    Unexpectedly, Yut gets stuck in words.

    "Really, it''s okay. Anyway, this time, it''s not like Verga''s here."

    "... is that so too"

    Do you agree with that?

    Unfortunately, the only person who thought so was Yut.

    In view of past achievements, the other members were, in a way, convinced.

    "But if you''re leaving me, you''re taking Alcia with you."

    "Val......"

    "Arcia needs the Yuts more than I will stay over here. It''s natural."

    "... Instead, you need to rest until I get back, okay?

    "Yes, of course."

    Yut made a firm decision.

    Because of my beloved wife and a child I haven''t seen yet, I must return as soon as possible.

    Resolving it is not a goal more than deciding to embark on it. It''s a premise.

 474 6. Dont Cloud Standing Bird Trails (front)

    I woke up with the dawn. Alcia was cleansing herself in a cage in a fortified bath.

    Hot water gushing out day and night flows into the tub, from which boiling hot smoke covers the nakedness of Arsia.

    But even in such circumstances, the Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch) can be seen with a sinking expression.

    After all, I haven''t been able to talk to Valtrude since. I''ve already cloud-sprayed my anger and other things back then, but I couldn''t help but apologize.

    Think about it, I shouldn''t have. No words exchanged, I spent last night in a different bedroom, and it stays that way.

    With an unconscious sigh, Arcia flushes the water drawn into the barrel from her shoulders. It''s a sight that seems to tremble unexpectedly just watching, but purifies itself without changing one expression.

    The droplets slipped off his ball-like skin.

    The luminous, tense skin that plays water is only allowed by one man. Previously, and always will.

    Neither could he be consulted. Because I felt so sorry for you.

    I know Valtrude doesn''t care.

    So what frightens me is my own problems.

    To the extent that she was able to self-analyze, Alcia was calm.

    But I don''t even know what to do. Anyway, no matter how much I retraced my memory, I never roughed up Valtrude''s voice against him.

    I mean, I have no experience fighting, making up.

    (It was sweet, I guess...)

    Not to anyone else. Alcia was sweet on Valtrude. The more I realized now, the more commonplace that was.

    Arcia sprinkles the water from her shoulder again and slowly rises.

    I shook my head at the same time and got rid of such clutter.

    Now, there''s something else to do. Goddess of Death and Sorcery Truss-Sink has given me a more sacred one, and I must grasp the situation of Li Kutua at all. That''s why I was cleansing myself.

    Although part of his body is hidden with long wet feathery hair, Arcia''s appearance was one piece of art. At the same time that everyone wants to keep it decorated, they must want to keep it a secret if they don''t want to show it to anyone.

    That would be no exception, not even for Yut.

    However, she did not pay attention to her own beauty, and when she wiped her body using towels - objects that Yut was bringing in large quantities from Earth - she changed into sacrificial clothing at a rate that could not be described as elegant.

    A black robe down to the foot of the usual. On top of that, he raises from his neck the holy mark of silver wrapped around a pale yellow coat of law. I don''t carry crimson eyelids anymore.

    I had recently been charged by Akane with post-bath skin care, but I''ll skip it because she''s not here. You may get angry later, but it''s an expedition to Li Kutua the day after tomorrow. There will be no breaking.

    Return

    Refreshingly cleansed, Alcia activated a divine spell that allowed her to travel instantaneously only to a number of registered strongholds while her body was covered in dust and mustard.

    Moved ahead is the tomb of the goddess of death and sorcery, on the pedestal of God.

    A harsh space, illuminated by countless sparkles.

    The pitch-black temple is more than 100 meters long and the ceiling is also high enough for giants to get in.

    In a place like that, there''s one Alcia.

    It''s also because I was paying people in advance, or simply because of the time it takes.

    A spiritual temple with little or no decoration, with no religious facilities.

    Alcia moves along with her steps toward the red tower, which reaches its deepest point - the ceiling.

    On its side, there is nowhere to worry about earlier.

    Clear and elegant. When I heard about the priesthood, the ideal figure that everyone could think of was there.

    "O queen of sorcery, merciful who comforts the souls of the dead. Light up my path and our path with great wisdom."

    Speak the Holy Word, and Arsia kneels on the Red Tower.

    Mostly, unconscious behavior. In an instant he entered a state of meditation, and his boundaries became blurred.

    The presence of matter is rapidly becoming farther away and the world''s appearance is changing.

    The earth and the atmosphere become thinner in existence, and the world empties.

    The feeling that matter is replacing concepts.

    On the other hand, great beings feel stronger and closer.

    The emotions of joy penetrated his entire body, and the deepest part of Alcia struck and trembled with emotion.

    A sincere prayer reaches God.

    And then the dialogue began.

    - Is Wado Renka evil?

    Arsian consciousness asks.

    - No.

    God - the response from Truss-Sink is short.

    Not that it''s awesome...... God''s will is so profound and immense that no one, no matter how Arsian, can take all of it.

    Alcia keeps asking short questions

    - Is Wado Lenka doing evil?

    - Ken.

    - Will the presence of Wado Renka be a disaster for Li Kutua?

    - Ken, but not for all residents.

    Is the part of the annotation because of the difference in values in the individual?

    Some human beings must think that it is better to be peaceful even if their self-consciousness is restricted than in times of war. Still, it was clear to the majority of humans that the hegemony of Wado Renka was unwelcome.

    Persuasion or exercising strength? Either was undecided and originally intended, but now the policy of stopping Wado Renka has been finalised.

    - Was Wado Renka using people''s jewels due to formal procedures?

    - No.

    - Has Wado Lenka already taken the jewels of heaven as his possession?

    - Ken.

    Arcia next asks Truss-Sink God about another concern.

    - Is Ray Cruz in Li Kutua?

    - Ken.

    - Is there a change in the purpose of Ray Cruz?

    - No.

    - Is it in Ray Cruz''s interest to cooperate in Wado Renka''s hegemony?

    - No.

    - Is Ray Cruz''s cooperation in Wado Renka''s interest?

    - Ken.

    Ray Cruz is in Li Kutua.

    And revenge - taking back Sword Princess Suigil - hasn''t changed.

    Yet what does what Ray Cruz is doing mean that it benefits Wado Renka only?

    - Is Ray Cruz in Li Kutua for his purpose?

    - Ken.

    - Will Ray Cruz''s interests clash with ours?

    - Ken.

    After all, Ray Cruz and Wadow Renka don''t seem to be in a full cooperative relationship.

    Is there a gap that goes in there?

    It''s the role of Yut to think about it.

    At that moment when I tried to convey my heartfelt gratitude to Truss-Sink God and return to reality, my thoughts are conveyed like fluctuations.

    "-Come on."

    Unexpectedly, Arcia took a breath.

    Consciousness has returned to the graveyard of the goddess of death and sorcery, but we have not yet been able to chew whether this is reality or not.

    Because the last thought was ridden with emotions as if the mother were worried about her child.

    "... a word of apology will do."

    Dyed her cheeks with shame that she had even let Truss-Sink God care, Alcia used the "Return" spell again and returned to the castle fortress.

    "Hmm. Li Kutua."

    Independent of the situation in Li Kutua, the festival of Istas continues.

    Therefore, early in the morning, the great sage Vainamarinen is at the corner of the stall, riding bamboo and beating the noodles.

    You must have seen it a few times, but I''m not used to it.

    With such a surreal sight in his eyes, Yuut was telling a member of Path Finders about Wadow Renka and Ray Cruz.

    Regardless of this situation, it was not unrelated to Valtrude and Arcia, who remained a little obsessed, who passed on the Ray Cruz case to Vainamarinen.

    As it was, it was a yut I never thought those two would get along, but I guess there was something overlapping about it.

    Eventually, I decided to tell her about the washing.

    "In some cases... or we''re going to kill each other"

    Detailed information is not known until confirmed locally.

    Right now, where Alcia is being commissioned, you won''t even get clear information.

    Still, I didn''t think it could be resolved peacefully.

    "I don''t need your permission. Whatever you want."

    "... nothing, I didn''t come here to get permission from Jii."

    "Huh. Then are you going to restrain me? Growing up, you''re a little guy!

    "Let it go. The roots are small citizens."

    To his lightly discerning embarrassment, Yut shouted even louder. Clear air, less than an hour after dawn, is torn apart by the voice of the old man and the young man arguing.

    "Well, there''s a situation here, too."

    There was certainly a desire to suppress Vainamarinen''s behavior by providing information here.

    More than that, in his relationship with Ray Cruz, there was also a part in Yuut''s chest that had not completely trusted Vainamarinen.

    Vainamarinen travels to heaven to meet with Sword Princess Suigil, and competes in conjunction with Ray Cruz for the Great Martial Society.

    Also, I don''t even know if there is any distrust of the gods, but it''s hard to say that I''m close to Zeras, the god of knowledge.

    Compared to King Eldrick and Dean Mel, the great sage Vainamarinen seems more empathetic to Ray Cruz.

    Worst of all, the hostility between Vainamarinen and the Far East lands was also prepared for Yut.

    But that''s something I''d like to avoid if I could. Even for the health of my beloved wife and a child I haven''t seen yet.

    So this is how I try to tie Vainamarinen up until I do something I try.

    He didn''t say anything.

    "You didn''t even know you were in Li Kutua?

    "There''s no way I know anything. That''s disgusting."

    "As for the dialogue of the Great Sage, I wonder"

    The noodling hand did not stop, Vainamarinen discarded.

    "But if you ask me, I''ll help you."

    Depends on what you''re talking about.

    "Be... I see..."

    The feeling was that Yut didn''t know either.

    Even though I went the wrong way, it doesn''t make a difference to friendship. Then it would be a natural emotion to help as much as you can forgive. It''s just an imagination, so I didn''t put it into words.

    (... you knew Ray Cruz, didn''t you?

    You don''t even think you need the help of Vainamarinen.

    (Or do you know you won''t get help...)

    If so, it''s pretty dangerous.

    That''s what I thought, and Yut exhaled like he was out there.

    What makes Ray Cruz dangerous is what I knew from the beginning. Now.

    "Well, we''ll do our best to follow up with Jii."

    "Unplug."

    That concludes the meeting between the two of you.

    Eventually, without facing each other, the two broke up.

 475 7. Do not cloud standing bird marks (after)

    Prior to his departure for Li Kutua, Yut was in the midst of a busy schedule not seen in the past few days.

    ... Even so, since the start of the Istas festival, I''ve just been looking around with my wife and fianc¨¦es in the name of inspections. With that in mind, I might have said that this haste was the same as usual.

    "That''s average magic."

    While I don''t think he''s going to fool me, Yut looks at the paperwork silently by himself in the office, corrects it, or settles it as it is.

    I continued after talking to Vainamarinen, and it''s already nearly noon. It was just an imminent departure for Li Kutua, a great deal of concentration.

    Even so, it wasn''t originally a rush job because it''s adjusted to be less during the festival. So this is a job for me in the future.

    If I don''t, when I come back from Li Kutua, I''ll have the wings to cry.

    "When you come back..."

    A battle awaits, risking his life and death.

    Though it has not been established that we will be hostile, we do not even think that we can avoid a battle.

    That''s supposed to happen, but I was strangely worried about myself when I got back.

    No, not exactly.

    When I came back, I realized I didn''t even suspect the dust, and I laughed unexpectedly.

    Overconfidently, when there was room for himself, the office door was knocked.

    "Go ahead."

    While speaking so, Yut travels to the front of the door to welcome visitors.

    "Master!

    It was Petra who jumped in like a dog.

    Ashblonde''s hair ripples wide and jumps into Yuut''s chest.

    "Petra, it''s Stay."

    But on the brink of it.

    My true name grabbed me by the shoulder, and I was forced back.

    "Ugh...... But if this is a trial!

    "Darkless, don''t be positive"

    Because it''s a hassle, and with one hand - something, blocked in Makina - Petra''s real name takes Yut''s grasp with only her gaze and goes into the office with her shoulder grabbed.

    "Again, meeting events are important for impact, aren''t they, professor?"

    "I don''t know about that understanding,"

    While reassured that he could open up to the usual makina, Yut turns his attention to the last one.

    "I''m home. I''m trying, but I''m not leaving."

    "... if you know, I''d like you to weigh yourself"

    Cress says something unexplained, such as weigh yourself down. What should weigh itself is Petra, not Yut.

    However, it would not be beneficial to discuss that point, and Yuut invited Kress to the reception space in the office as well.

    And I just thought that even tea... I realize that I was on vacation to Kagra for the duration of the festival.

    I don''t even know where the tea is, as if it were a man who went out to his partner. The only thing I can get out is magic potion.

    (Well, I can''t help what I don''t have)

    So it reopens, Yut moves to the reception space and suddenly cuts to the point.

    "Therefore, a letter was received from King Eldrick. It means getting Cress to work under me."

    "... yeah eh!?"

    Exactly what I expected, I guess I didn''t even imagine. Cress was thoughtfully upset by the bomb that sat on the couch or was denied or dropped.

    "But we had to go out to Li Kutua for a bit."

    "I don''t think it''s a bit of a distance to go... well, I understand the situation"

    A quick cress of understanding and giving up makes a quick recovery.

    "Surprisingly, we talk fast"

    "I also replenished the fleet, and I found the difficulty of running something."

    In a small place, an adventurer''s party. On the big side, a convoy of southern expeditions.

    No matter how big or small the size, Cress may now be told that maintaining that organization requires administrative processes such as negotiation and replenishment, but he realized.

    In other words, running a territory or country is the same thing.

    My grandfather, Eldrick, and I were able to do what I wanted because my father backed me up.

    Working under Yut will be an unpleasant experience in becoming king.

    Sure, I was surprised, but it was also a boat suggestion on the crossing for Cress, who was aware that there was something missing from him.

    "Huh. That''s where King Eldrick is."

    Even though he eventually accepts it, Yut, who thought he had a little more grit, observes Cress with eyes interspersed with surprise and surprise.

    The atmosphere of reluctance has no shards.

    On the contrary, he is dyeing his cheeks slightly excited. Seems to see it positively as an opportunity for growth.

    (Young or blue......)

    Its initial power makes Yut rather distracted. I had never dealt with it before, and I didn''t know why it was good, even with an upward orientation to a highly conscious elite temperament.

    No, it''s the same age, and this one''s about a little younger, so the sentiment is strange.

    I know that, but I can''t help but feel it.

    More than necessary, I may have aged.

    Aside from that, up to this point, it''s going perfectly as the painting King Eldrick drew. Even if it looks good, be a hero, king. The eyes that look at people seem certain.

    "Okay. Mr. Claude... I''m going to go through number two of our clerical methods, so can you follow that person down for a while?

    "Understood."

    So just saying the matter is cleared, Yut turns to Petra, next to Kress - who sits in front of Yut.

    "Well, Petra"

    "Yes."

    "Sorry for the inconvenience, but I want to hear about you from now on"

    "Yes!"

    "But before that, my real name"

    "What!?"

    On the shoulder blur, Petra, who was frozen, collides with the table in the reception space.

    "... That''s right, Sempai. If it''s natural, it''s a big deal."

    "I''m a professor there."

    It is the Lord''s obedience that speaks to each other, but Yut ignored it and continued the conversation.

    "In relation to the Dragon Man (Draconut) rescued by the Southern Expedition, Li Kutua... we are going to a country of cultures like Japan to the east of this world. Leave Valtrude and Zhuyin alone."

    "That''s a natural choice."

    "Oh. So, actually, do me a favor"

    "Would you do me a favor?

    No way, it doesn''t mean you want me to come with you, etc.

    Yes, my real name appreciates my strength.

    Of course, if you ask me, it''s not a bluff, but it''s only a clump of legs.

    Then the answer was presented before I could think of anything.

    "I want you to be careful that Val doesn''t have to be impotent or not."

    In doing so, I was asked to play the role of a class commissioner.

    "... will what I say lead to Mr. Valtrude? Besides, if you mean caution, aren''t there also Miki Senpai?

    "Don''t despise yourself. Your real name''s gonna come to your heart, okay?

    "I see. That''s how you dictated your three wives, Sempai?

    "... that''s what I''m talking about"

    "Okay. Let us help you, while not stretching."

    Ha... and sigh.

    Still, I accepted my real name.

    I know Yut''s worries, and Valtrude''s not one of them I don''t know. I mean, because I understood that a beautiful appearance until divine is a person who performs flat, unscrupulous things behind his back.

    "I''ll talk to my, even the cutest master in the world"

    Plus, there''s the trump card.

    If Ren petitions in tears, there can''t be anyone else who can say no. If you were there, it''s not human, so it''s 100%.

    "Well, as long as Ren is there, I guess... I''ll take the trouble, but say hello."

    Yut, so bowed his head to his true name - Cress couldn''t hide his surprise when he saw it - and now it''s time to stare Petra straight in the front.

    "Master"

    "Yeah."

    Petra, shining her eyes as if she were a dog who had been ordered "OK," she said.

    About this southern expedition.

    "I''ve been on a couple of sailing trips, but with Archeron, it''s amazing. I think I''ll avoid the storm from the other side. Oh, and then, a long time ago, I woke up in my room with my childhood friend Nella, and it was fun to have a lot to talk about."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut swallowed the point of whether it was from there.

    Both his real name and his cress were drunk by the momentum of Petra and turned to ask.

    It''s creepy that Makina keeps her mouth shut, but before she points that out, Petra starts telling the rest.

    "Then I asked Lella to work out a lot. I can''t beat my master anymore."

    "What about using me as a benchmark..."

    "And the food in the south was spicy. When I ate it over here, I used spices to the point where my eyeballs popped up. Oh, because that means eyeballs pop up with both spiciness and price, right?

    "Ethnic food is the one? I''m not very good at hard work, am I? If it''s about curry, well, I can eat it."

    "There was no curry, but someone was stuffy with spicy pickles."

    "Buha."

    Cress, who didn''t think she was going to be the target, gets hit by surprise.

    Petra, however, does not have discretion.

    "Then, the slaves were pathetic. I know it''s a lot of hard stuff, but I thought it was terrible."

    "Soon, the Captains of Even will be bringing them home, won''t they? I can''t pick you up, but I''ll cover your life after that."

    I know what Petra is trying to say.

    However, I can''t return any more than hammering because I don''t know where to land.

    No, in the first place, do you need a gavel?

    Rolled up unilaterally, Yut couldn''t hide his confusion.

    "Yes. So I was very pleased to see the master''s maneuver to put everyone in Archeron''s mouth and escape. Now we can all help."

    "That, well, I never recommended..."

    "Master, it''s amazing"

    Moisturize eyes and dye cheeks.

    Petra grabbed Yut''s hand.

    Because he was alarmed, or Yut couldn''t avoid it. Nor could he be compelled to wave away his hand in front of Petra, as pathetic as the lady in the deep window.

    (Well, she''s the daughter of a hereditary senator, so she wouldn''t be wrong in a deep-window warrant...)

    Only thoughts that don''t matter, flow.

    "Master"

    Where has the momentum gone so far? Small, fine voice.

    It''s like you''re laughing, crying. Like I''m in trouble, like I''m angry. Petra with a complex look on her face.

    "Altered, what is it"

    For the first time, Yut shows a blatant upset.

    "So I want to be at my master''s side!

    "Ooh?

    "Is that okay?

    "... Specifically?

    "More, I want you to go along with your training. Then tell me a lot more!

    "Well, that''s about it"

    Can you handle it?

    No, even if I couldn''t, there was an atmosphere I couldn''t refuse.

    "Yay! It''s a promise."

    Petra stands up on the spot and circles around to express her joy. Ash blonde sidetail dances and hits her real name or Cress in the face directly.

    But Yut couldn''t confirm the look on their faces.

    "No, this is the future you see. Ha ha. In the meantime, keep your data locked."

    Reason just got in the way, and I couldn''t even do something about Makina.

 476 8. East

    "You said what you wanted to say and you were neat..."

    With the three Petra''s gone and alone again, Yut rebuffed the earlier events and had what a savory look on his face.

    I want you to listen to me.

    Can you predict what it would be like to be told like this?

    If it was Larsia, it would be either a dozen eighty-nine, women''s relationship or money. Well, it must be a mistake to put Larsia out there to pick her up, but still it was tantamount to an accidental strike.

    "Is that it? But it''s not wrong in a women''s relationship...?

    In front of the desk, Yut gets confused.

    I thought I''d put my weight in the chair as much as I wanted, and I used that recoil, and now I pushed myself on the desk with momentum.

    Anyway, Petra''s story would be tantamount to a confession of love. That''s Cress or his real name in attendance. And it was obvious to see Makina''s reaction.

    What I don''t understand is about Petra herself.

    Neither Petra nor Kagra, who was diagnosed with marriage by Zinga, ever hated it. In dualism of like or dislike, you can say you like it.

    But if they ask me if I like Valtrude or Acorn or Arcia the same way, I have to shake my head to the side.

    In addition, Valtrude is refusing to give birth. Without fear of misunderstandings, that was not the case.

    Do you accept or reject it?

    I wondered if my halfway attitude would be the worst, but as far as Kagra was concerned, Valtrude was encouraging me to consider it like no other.

    How did you come up with the answer?

    Yut sinks into distress.

    Now, Regina Niebes. What would have happened if I had known that until the meeting of the beautiful Niebes Chamber of Commerce...... Maybe he tried to get the sperm out on eight, saying it would be easier to physically do something about Ray Cruz.

    There, the sound of a knock sounds again.

    "Who?

    During the festival in Istas, it is basically supposed to be a holiday. In other words, the job Yut was cleaning up would be an application... Is it more appropriate to describe it as just pre-construction, such as a holiday?

    That was the situation, but there were no plans for visitors.

    If it was Larsia or Exile that I visited, I would open it without even knocking.

    As he approached the door searching for his thoughts, and with no results, Yut twisted the knob.

    "Dear Yut..."

    Beyond the door.

    Now there was a Dragon Man (Draconut) witch ahead of him, who had lost his shelter.

    He pulls his lips together all the time, is serious, and now he''s got a crying look on his face. The expression is reminiscent of the time we met - back then when we bore the business of the clan managing the jewels of the land.

    "May I have your time?"

    "Yep. This one, I don''t mind..."

    Yut asks extraordinarily if Kagra is the one who is going to be okay.

    When we ran into each other in Mainz, Kagra escaped Yut.

    Well, Yut couldn''t afford a small conversation or anything on that occasion either, but he never thought he''d get that attitude, and the rumors of the legendary sword of Ducommerce God blew him up somewhere.

    But I''m not talking about having that in my roots or anything like that.

    The key is Kagra''s mood, which has impulsively created a situation where even Yut feels that way. Don''t you want to go out of your way to see each other?

    That assumption was correct and had to be put aside, for serious reasons, such as Zinga''s proposal.

    "... there was a temple"

    "No way......"

    Deposition at this time.

    I don''t know what is clear, but it can''t be unrelated to the unrest in Li Kutua.

    "... well, I''ll listen to you even if you don''t have a shrine."

    Anyway, the other person is Kagra.

    Has the feeling been conveyed? Kagra smiles thinly at the tense face and enters Yut''s office - which is also her workplace.

    Yut did not return to the concierge and invited Kagra to the couch in the reception space, just as he did when he invited the Petra and the others.

    "Uh, the tea..."

    "No. I''ll take care of it"

    It was the yut I tried to entertain this time, but Kagra stopped me, not long ago.

    Pours water from a pot of magic equipment (magic items) that is always available in the office and serves green tea quickly.

    It was a yuut exposed to an indelible middle-aged ugliness, but it worked.

    Kagra''s tension was finally relaxed and he had a clearer smile than earlier.

    "... tea would be nice"

    "Usually, it''s just coffee."

    Yut praises me and Kagra laughs furiously.

    Not even Kagra as a maid of honor. Neither is the behavioral suspicious Kagra after Jinga offered Yut to marry Kagra. A natural girlfriend, there she is.

    "What the hell is the Dragon God Bahamut, what?

    With such a nostalgia for Kagra, Yut, however, cut to the point of going straight.

    "It''s not so clear that you''ve taken a quest"

    "Well, because it''s a temple there..."

    Contact God yourself and get answers to questions, though limited to affirmation or denial.

    Only a limited number of followers, like Alcia, can do that. Cagra is not inferior. Alcia is special.

    Moreover, the Blue Covenant (Brewers) tends to avoid engaging on the ground in a clear way. As a result, it tended to be really obscure.

    "I just felt one"

    Yes, he prefaced, and Kagra said after calming down his breath.

    "Tell him to go back to his hometown."

    "Hometown...... What about this story, Mr. Zinga?

    "We''re talking. He wants to judge for himself."

    "I see...... Even so, you seem to be a trustee."

    As Yut blurred, when, how and with whom. Detailed designation is not one thing.

    But as a trustee, it was easier to understand.

    It is more a factor around the witch received than the content itself.

    "Mr. Kagra, you heard about the drifters from Li Kutua, too, right?

    "Yep. Rumor has it"

    That also means that I don''t know anything about the details.

    Yut tells the story he heard from Suion, the keeper of the heavenly jewels - who was.

    That a wadow wrenching man with a man''s jewel is sweeping Li Kutua.

    To do so is to be outrageous with the power of a jewel.

    Not sure why, but that it involves one of the Path Finders, even Ray Cruz.

    And that, as the recipient of the earth''s jewels, he intends to intervene.

    "Dear Yut..."

    "I pressed the jewel, etc., and don''t think about it. Without apologizing."

    "... Yes"

    Yut takes control of the vanguard, and Kagra smiles ambiguously.

    I''m glad, but I can''t accept it as it is. Well, Yut isn''t happy to make an apology.

    The only thing I could do to Kagra was force my trembling hand to press it.

    "But you can''t read... No, if the other person is God, it''s natural."

    Dragon god Bahamut. To be honest, all I have is the image of the former husband and wife of the red-fired dragon Parra Vento, but it''s definitely a great god.

    Swion and Kagra.

    Has he sent down his trust to the two believers in order to invite the Yuts to his land?

    But if that''s all, there''s no need for Kagra to accompany you.

    Does that mean she has a role to play, too...

    (I guess there is)

    Yut decided so.

    "Okay. Let''s go together. In the end, you won''t know until you go."

    "Uh, yes. That''s...... but are you sure?

    "You think it could be a foot clump?

    "... Yes"

    Hearing all the hard stuff to say, Yut was, however, him as usual.

    "Assuming you''re on your feet, if you''re alone or two, you''ll be able to protect yourself."

    No way, Yut said it all in nature.

    That doesn''t inspire me either, he says it''s natural.

    "Regards"

    With a look similar to a cry, Kagra bowed her head.

    Yut told me to do everything in my power to protect him. Even though I know it''s not that situation, I''m happy.

    Most of all.

    The emotion is that before the supporting spell, which was granted even this during the departure, it sprays away the clouds.

    On the bright morning, the Yuts gathered in the courtyard of the fortress and were ready to leave for Li Kutua.

    Going to Li Kutua are Yut, Arsia, Yona, Larsia and Exile. And Kagra.

    To be dropped off are Valtrude, Acorn and Zinga.

    Already, it lasts longer - or has extended the duration longer than normal - the support spell is over. If you look at the cagra with a decent look on its face, you''ll see that the more insanely granted it is.

    The rest, just a goodbye greeting.

    "Val, you know, I''ve said too much before..."

    "Hmm? Before this?

    There were preparations and the treatment of swions - in the end, the accompaniment had to be abandoned - so in the end, it became a clich¨¦.

    No, if you had to pull to the limit, you should have said you couldn''t tell.

    While feeling the gaze of curiosity poured out of Larsia, Arsia follows and spins her words.

    "You were angry when you said you were following me, weren''t you?

    "Oh, that one"

    Umm, Valtrude nods wearing a loose piece.

    "If that''s the case, Acorn has told me a lot. Sure, it was all about me, and I wasn''t thinking about how Alcia felt. Sorry."

    "No, it''s me..."

    Valtrude, who admits grandeur non, and Arcia, who grates.

    When I tried to apologize, they apologized. That too, naturally.

    "Somehow, Arcia''s interesting these days, isn''t it?"

    "In No Comments"

    "At the time you''re saying that, aren''t you glad to see it as consent?

    "In No Comments"

    Yut does not pinch his mouth and stares at those two with Larsia.

    It was also a decision that it would be better to leave it to Valtrude and Arsia, but also because they carry Jonah, who is still in the dream country.

    "Uh, yeah. I''m sorry about Val, but I overstated it, too. I''m sorry."

    "No, that''s not true"

    Valtroude tries to get her mind back on it and Alcia tries to apologize, but now she denies it to the cover feeling.

    "I''m reckless, too."

    "Val."

    It was the acorns who waited for such a diocesan knight (Paladin).

    "You just have to shut up and nod here."

    "Really?

    "That''s right."

    "Hmm..."

    He doesn''t seem to know much about the acorn advice he sees, but he decides to accept it.

    Now tie your lips all the way to the end and Valtrude waits for Arcia''s word.

    "That''s hard to do"

    "My wife is straight for better or worse"

    "For better or worse?

    "For better or worse"

    The outfield voice shuts out, and Arcia exhales gently.

    And with several decisions, I said.

    "I''m sorry I overstated this before."

    "Oh, you surprised me."

    "Then I''ll take care of Yut. I''ll give it back to you."

    Alcia, too.

    "... yeah, right"

    Acorn nodded satisfactorily as he saw the two admirable friendships and was glad his obsession was gone before he left.

    When Yut and his men went from the kingdom of Chronica to heaven, they left a message. Now, there''s nothing to wander about.

    "Fulfill it."

    "... Yes. I''m coming."

    On the other hand, that''s the only word Zinga and Kagra''s siblings exchanged.

    I''m not naughty, but I felt kindness in the harshness. That is also well conveyed by the deep bowing of his head to Yut.

    "Go."

    The breakup is over.

    As if he had decided so, an oligarchy rock giant (Jarloot) said in a low heavy bass.

    I guess I''ve already finished saying goodbye to my wife at home. It''s light.

    "I''m putting a flying spell on everyone, so it''s empty. Don''t be surprised."

    After paying attention to his companions gathering in one place, Yut turned to his remaining wife and fianc¨¦e.

    "Val, Zhuyin. I''m coming."

    "Be careful not to overdo it."

    "Mm-hmm. Acorn is right. Don''t overdo it without me."

    Unexpectedly, Yut laughed bitterly.

    Indeed, it seems to be a farewell word.

    I''m going to stop wanting to leave.

    But unfortunately, it doesn''t.

    "I''m not overdoing it. I''m just mixing it up."

    Such a dialogue that I don''t know if I''m joking or serious, at the same time, pulls seven pages from the spell and unfolds around me.

    "I''m coming."

    Don''t worry, I won''t tell you what I can''t do.

    However, leaving a few farewell words like coming out to the neighborhood, Yut activated Moment Move.

    As the spell name suggests, it left a remnant of the magical light, and instantly the appearance of the Yuts disappeared.

    What look did the people left have at that moment? That, to Yut, no one can tell.

    Because there was already a blue sky and sea in front of me.

    "Momentary Moving" into the air somewhere, Yut shook out his thoughts and reached out to the spell document again.

    This time the destination is far east.

    Several "Moments Travel" was needed until we reached the land of Li Kutua again.

    "Oh, Tochaku. Faster than before"

    "Huh? Already?

    Lightly, without any emotion, I arrived in Li Kutua.

    Under my eyes, that street that helped Kagra get chased by Hiuki was spreading, but for a while, I didn''t realize it enough.

    "What, that? Something not at war over there? It looks like there''s a whole lot of people out there."

    I don''t know if it makes sense, but Larsia held hands across the street. of the city of Gojo, and looked further ahead.

    "No way, Wado Renka''s army is already here...?

    I don''t see a battlefield or anything in Yut''s eyes, but I know that Larsia is so much more dependable than her own sight.

    Without even questioning it, he began to consider how to respond - if it was really the Wado army, to what extent he would intervene with force.

    But such thoughts of Yut, with voices heard from behind, interrupt lightly.

    "Seung-yee...?

    A voice that is dreaming, but that makes you feel clearly willing.

    On Yut''s back, the Mukuri and Albino girl rose up.

 477 9. Breaking Army

    "Kuhaha. I''ll pay for the elephant."

    "You''re completely out of your mind."

    "Terrible. I''m God."

    "... just the fact, the frigidity stands out"

    The Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage), who laid his foot on the floor of God as he looked down from the sky with Larsia - Yut said, smudged.

    Shortly after "Moving Moments (Teleport)" to Li Kutua, the Yuts swept through the heavens with the spell of "Flight (Flight)" and reached over the battlefield.

    "This is..."

    Kagra, who saw war from God''s point of view, was strangely shocked even by himself.

    Two armies, bumping into each other under your eyes.

    One side is attacked with an undisturbed movement, while the other is pushed unconnected.

    One mechanically kills without any exaltation, the other wields violence to quench desires.

    My homeland. Is it also anxious that the vicinity of the land I found out is a battlefield?

    Are you flattered that you are losing to the invaders, the Wado army?

    Are you upset that a lot of people are dying?

    Has the wind brought you in and hit you with a nasty smell of blood?

    Everything about it seems like a factor, and I feel like it''s all different.

    In the end, Kagra grabbed his own hand, without being able to say anything. Believe me, if the tremor subsides, you''ll feel calm too.

    Alcia notices how such a dragon man (dracomute) witch looks. The beloved daughter of the goddess of death and sorcery tried to approach Kagra and realized her lack of strength.

    "Yut kun"

    When I call my husband''s name, I tell him the anomaly just by gazing back at him.

    I couldn''t do it by the time I had a crimson eyelid, communication of will.

    Shortly after he was emotional that it had passed, Yut stacked his own hand on his moving and trembling hand in front of Kagra.

    "Mr. Kagra."

    "Yut... sama..."

    I know a hundred things that are offensive, but in this case it was more eloquent than a hundred words.

    With matching eyes and hands, don''t worry. And tell them we''ll do something about it.

    "I''m sorry...... No, thank you"

    Anxiety would not have disappeared altogether.

    But Kagra smiled, even though it was unwieldy.

    I never would have let go of my hand.

    "Mmmm......"

    "Yona, can''t you?

    Alcia softly controls Albino girls who are awake and not in a good mood, just biting. Not that I could afford to have a contract already, but I was just sympathetic to know how Kagra felt too.

    Yes. Sympathy. Yut only has feelings for worrying about Kagra. So I could also say it was acceptable.

    "Yut, you know, sometimes, all of a sudden, steps in,"

    "It would be kindness. Though I don''t seem to think about it later."

    "That''s what happened. What do you say? Oh, I wish I was dead because it''s troublesome."

    "Larsia, old man, I can''t hear you!

    Exactly away from Kagra, Yuut protesting against the men.

    But I''m not responding like a willow branch shaking in the wind. Nor did Yut think that Larsia and Exile would feel anything like it.

    The usual.

    Though only the less accustomed Kagra had his eyes rounded.

    "You could have heard me." What are you going to do with your pussy?

    "Why don''t you say something grand and mean?"

    "It''s my personal opinion."

    "Then there''s no choice."

    You can''t help it, but it''s not a good idea to go in deep.

    For starters, we need to take away the underlying factors.

    "In the meantime, we''ll stop this war"

    Yut made a decision.

    If Valtrude were here, he would make the decision.

    "First, use the jewels of the earth to separate the two armies. Then we''ll try everything and unbrainwash the Wado Army."

    In anticipation of this happening, I had some spells available that would block the effect of acting on the spirit.

    While trying that, ask Exile and Larsia to attack the headquarters of the Wado army and search for any useful information.

    "Hey, wait"

    Larsia disagrees with this operation.

    "Isn''t it better to preserve the power of a jewel?

    "Well, if you can, I''ve never been over it..."

    If it''s a normal war, you can use the method of letting meteorites descend nearby in Star Stone Rain (Meteorain) and frustrate your will. But I don''t think it works for that Wado army.

    "Well, that means we can aim for the steeple. It also means you can take off the steeple."

    "I have new moves. About two."

    Perhaps you have divine power liberation (purge) in mind.

    Following Larsia, even Jonah says confidently that the war under her eyes can be stopped.

    Of course, without wasting time on death.

    "Well, there may be some accidents."

    "Leave it to me."

    "I''ll take care of it, but I''ll have Exile''s old man and Arcia go to the main unit."

    Without even showing a distressing bare gesture, Yut changed the operation.

    And Arcia, who was supposed to have been shaken in a dangerous role, nodded all the time, and Exile laughed like a mole.

    Seeing the sight, Kagra accidentally kept her mouth open.

    It unfolds too fast to swallow.

    The reaction, however, was a little, fast.

    "I was prepared to expose myself to ugliness..."

    Overlooking the war from a formation stretched on a small high hill, Hiuki told him to throw up and throw it away. The whip on the horse, which was hit with irritation, makes a sound of smudge.

    "It''s hard to say."

    The struggle was above understanding, but that''s not why it''s acceptable.

    Once defeated by a single strike with Yut, he then went from a warlord to a luxury family ruling around the city of Gojo, a soft-hearted ¡°robbery flame¡± hiuki.

    The True Dragon Man (True Draco) was replaced by an old lord who was assassinated by someone and decided to rule a strip.

    The steps since becoming a luxury family could not be described as good or stone stone, but had never been hit by a crisis so far.

    From the north, the Wado army pushed by as much as Yunxia.

    He called himself recognized by man''s jewels and pressed for subordination as the successor to the Dragon Emperor.

    The history of the war is neither short nor shallow enough for that proprietary proclamation to be accepted. Assuming that Wado Renka was truly the successor to the Dragon Emperor, it''s impossible to drool your head without a single battle.

    Rather, defeating the Wado army and taking away the jewels would be a good opportunity for them to make their name for themselves as the next dragon emperor.

    It is the common sense of Li Kutua to think so.

    Nevertheless, it is clear that the Wado army is mighty without having to do reconnaissance.

    As a result, the surrounding luxuries joined forces to make the showdown...

    Already, the allies were in front of the collapse.

    Although it is by no means a people of the U.N., there was no collaboration or anything. Each just defines its own place and confronts it. Hiuki was also convinced that it was enough to make the general who he was.

    But as we are caught up in the twists and downs, only people recruit.

    There is not a huge difference in equipment.

    The ratio of True Dragon to Half Dragon (Demi Draco) remains unchanged.

    The same goes for military law. Though it was the verbal battle that did not establish itself, it unleashes stones and arrows, spears together, and horseback riding advances. The course of the war remains unchanged.

    Therefore, the discomfort that grew heavily in Hiuki''s chest is the spirit of the soldier itself.

    "Bulbs! Don''t be afraid of death. I don''t care about death!

    A horse whip processed with a whale''s beard was miserably smashed.

    The recent adopters float a frightened look - very difficult to understand because they are true dragon men - but Hiuki does not make it a one-sided one. There was just anger in my heart, even as I flew the instructions early in the arrow succession.

    The Wado army marches solemnly, without raising a voice.

    It does not frighten you if you are disadvantaged, while it does not boil down even if you are dominant.

    He does not move in any way when he is put in a cross spear, and he deals solemnly when he lays down his soldiers.

    And then you mow your life like a task.

    "This is the fight!

    Hiuki can roar.

    I have to take command, so I can''t stand on the battlefield.

    And to anger at the enemy, who brought the unknown power to the battlefield.

    But that sentiment was just a little early.

    In the sky, little. But countless lights sparkle.

    If it snows in the sun, or it could be such a sight.

    But no.

    That''s not snow. It''s a shard of iron that reflects the sun''s light.

    That''s overhead. No, pouring out of the sky simultaneously.

    It was only piercing the Wado army precisely.

    "Oops!!"

    Then the sun came down.

    To be precise, it''s a giant fireball that just misses the sun.

    It also falls into the Wado army again, but unlike the rain of arrows, it cannot be without effect.

    An awesome blast will blow to the battlefield and the curtain will blow.

    Flirting by it, Hiuki roared - yelling again.

    "Amaxa!

    The name that came out reflexively.

    There''s nothing wrong with the rationale.

    Yet Hiuki was not suspicious.

    Truth is, that was a mistake...

    But it had plundered one end of the truth.

    "Divine Power Liberation"

    Larsia squeezes her bow further up, not on the battlefield under her eyes.

    Still true to God, the spirit (Aura) never held by the destined rises from his body and concentrates on the composite short bow, Composite Shortbow.

    "Arrow Forest Bullet Storm (Rain Arrow)"

    Larsia''s outstanding bow business.

    Theoretical spells to support it.

    The two were united by their power as gods and became the only secret (Sacramento) to the brave warriors of this meadow race (Magner).

    Only one arrow was released.

    But whoever sees the next sight will not believe it.

    The moment the arrow depicting the sharp parabola fell, it stopped perfectly and multiplied innumerably. Hundreds, no, thousands? It''s not something that can count.

    Heavy rains of arrows, which can only be described as countless, pour down on the Wado armies on the ground.

    A nasal cry... does not.

    The Wado army, deprived of its free will, is also dull in pain, rather, Hiuki and the other luxury coalitions are more stunned and stop moving.

    Nevertheless, it is the same Wado army that stopped moving.

    Some will pierce their arms and remove their weapons, while others will pierce their feet and be stopped from sewing on the spot.

    "Divine Power Liberation"

    There. Plus, the Albino girl unleashes her mental powers.

    "Yona......?

    Under the heavy pressure of that inappropriate matter, Yut asks terribly. Reflectively, with the cagra covered in his back.

    "Flare Burst - Divine"

    Were you unwilling to answer, or couldn''t you afford it?

    Anyway, the tiny sun and the freshly-discovered giant fireball fall all the way to the ground, the light plays late, and even later the explosion and blast reach the air.

    "Celerity"

    But that''s not the end of it.

    Jonah, who hastened her own current, continues to act because only one shot could not cover the entire battlefield.

    "Flare Burst - Divine"

    The exact same giant fireball landed just as far away.

    The result is the same.

    The earth is a raw state to call hell, too.

    Is it something mental that you can''t breathe? Or is it because the oxygen burned at once?

    Still, Yut couldn''t help but check.

    "Um, Yona......?

    "Ugh...... Manzuku......"

    It was Jonah who recently woke up on the culinary path, but after all, the Albino girl had a full smile just to say this was a vocation.

    I''m not. If not, Yut shakes his head.

    "Are you okay, that?

    "Tamabu. Minato"

    "... looks fancy, but you''re just saying you''ll faint?

    "Yes."

    I don''t believe it from the looks of it, but if Jonah says so, I guess so.

    Besides, can you say that it seems like Yonah uses divine liberation to non-lethalize rather than give it power?

    "I think so."

    It''s all good if it''s over.

    There are no dead people out there - perhaps - who will ever complain?

    No, I don''t.

    "... old man, Mr. Arcia. I asked for it."

    When this happens, no one can stop you anymore.

    No, even if it was complete, the Exile, which has become a true giant, cannot be stopped.

    The rock giant (Jarloot) who stormed the main battalion succeeded in controlling it with ease.

    Was it so ordered beforehand? The commander, enlightened of his defeat, tried to self-determination, but before the beloved daughter of the goddess of death and sorcery, it could not have come true either.

    The Wado army, which has advanced with the momentum of the bamboo, was crushed by just a few adventurers without their skin.

 478 10. Battlefield to Pray for

    The battlefield with the rain of arrows pouring and the sun falling.

    The Wado army has been deprived of all its fighting power. The chain of command is still unknown, but it was left motionless. No matter how powerful a man''s jewel is, physics cannot be transcended.

    Meanwhile, the armies of the luxuries, including Hiuki, who were at a disadvantage, did not take that opportunity to slap the Wado army...

    Yut worried that he would fight back against all the resentment bone marrow - at the same time, he was going to stop if there was any outrage - but ended up worried.

    On the contrary, they, who survived, were throwing down their weapons and kneeling.

    True Dragon Man (True Draco), Half Dragon Man (Demo Draco), and Human.

    They were all kneeling and weeping equally, regardless of race, status, thought, or condition.

    "... what are you doing?

    Depending on what you see, maybe it''s majestic.

    But for Yuto, who was born and raised in Japan, the sight of even feeling some kind of madness. If I had acorns, I''m sure they''d empathize with me.

    So I ask Kagra, who was covering his back, whether that was a unique ritual of Li Kutua or something, with only his neck facing back.

    "I''m praying."

    Not to mention naturally, Kagra replied.

    "Praying... Why not..."

    Reflectively denied, Yut wanders off.

    What would happen if I thought about the current situation in their shoes?

    Where defeat was about to become a reality, it rained arrows from nowhere, and the sun came down. Aim only at the enemy, too.

    It''s a natural mutation.

    A miracle.

    What do people do when they touch the mighty power of the incomprehensible?

    - You''ll pray.

    As the ancient people found God in the sun, in the wind, in the earth, in thunder.

    Worried.

    It''s a word that came from the story that people in ancient China, in the land of beryllium, were worried about what to do if the heavens fell.

    It meant a struggle to get over it, which actually happened.

    With that in mind, their reaction was also taken for granted.

    Except...

    "Eh."

    "Totally. This is it right after Val told me not to overdo it."

    - ¡°God¡±, who caused the miracle, was nostalgia against his chest.

    "But, well, it was quick"

    "Eh heh."

    Jonah jumps into Yut''s chest and presses her forehead as she does.

    Yut smiles, inserting his finger around Jonah''s ear and stroking her white hair. Alcia, who went with Exile to storm the main battalion, was not on the spot, but she had false eyes.

    Perhaps a sermon awaits you when the situation has settled.

    Then you have to praise Yut. This is the balance in the home.

    Kagra, who was shown such a soothing sight after a miracle, was confused by telling the entity.

    "Ha... Should I be surprised or admired? I don''t know."

    There was a war going on in my hometown.

    ... and I thought, it was over in a flash. It was just the two of us, and it ended.

    How should I take it? Kagra doesn''t know what to look like.

    "You just get used to it"

    There, unexpected advice from Yona.

    Kagra gave a thoughtful look to words she never thought she would.

    But Jonah says nothing more. I went back to work indulging in Yut''s breastplate.

    As an Albino girl, I always claim possession that Yut''s back is his own. I''m giving that away now. Even this could have been described as a considerable concession.

    Kagra, abandoned the moment he was given the help ship, rebuts the earlier words.

    "Get used to it..."

    "No, just get used to it."

    "Acorns are used to"

    "Oh...... Sure, if you say so."

    Yut accidentally interrupted Jonah''s advice, which seemed like nothing could be solved... but he was put out to attract Akane and had no choice but to convince him.

    Scene stabbed a stomach in Zieg Alto Crewing.

    Deadly battle with the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash.

    The breakthrough of the Hundred Layers Labyrinth and the subsequent encounter with the senseless Mother Coeli Renato.

    Even Akane, who was trying to stay as far away from danger as possible, is in all this fighting.

    You''ll get used to it, and you''ll have to get used to it.

    "Well, anyway"

    Yut stopped thinking any deeper.

    "I thought this would convince you to protect me no matter what."

    "I''ve never doubted that..."

    Yut bends his neck as he strokes Jonah''s hair and says something slightly off.

    So.

    That''s it, and all my worries have vanished somewhere.

    Whatever the circumstances, whatever the opponent, Yut will get it done.

    Even if it takes surprising means, in the end, it carries a happy ending.

    As long as you don''t forget there, you''ll be fine.

    Reaching such a certain kind of truth, Kagra laughed, all the time.

    "Right. Master Yut."

    "Yes, yes... What, I didn''t do anything this time?

    It was just, it was just...

    But we all know that it''s only occasionally that Yut didn''t give a hand this time. It''s too obvious, just nobody talks.

    "By the way, my arrow hasn''t even become Yona''s front seat treatment? Instead, it''s even supposed to have been something that didn''t?

    Larsia''s pathetic claims.

    It melted in the wind, however, without anyone picking it up.

    "That''s what you did."

    "... Hiuki, was that good?

    The battlefield is still in prayer.

    In it, Yut, who wanted to go down to a comparative place, reunited there with the dragon man of old knowledge.

    Only Larsia is accompanied.

    Exile and Alusia continue to gather intelligence at the headquarters of the Wado army, and Jonah and Kagra are watching the perimeter just in case while waiting over.

    "Was that the name?

    "Should be. I mean, Larsia acted differently, so you barely even saw her face."

    So my memory is more correct.

    Yes, the two of you gently ignore Hiuki and say it to each other. The tension is nothing. It''s not what happened. Hiuki''s recent arrivals have also forgotten themselves in earlier miracles, but have been poisoned by too grand an attitude.

    "As always, he doesn''t care."

    To Yut and Larsia, who didn''t just say he remembered, Hiuki had a look like he had chewed up a bitter bug. The grump is on the verge of exhaling (braces).

    An irritation to the hilarious dimension that is playing out in front of me right now.

    Besides, Yut made me a feather that I didn''t even want to do. One of my grudges makes me want to say it.

    If you found out it was the grassland race (Magner) laughing in front of you that killed the old lord, you wouldn''t have done it alone.

    Of course, Yut has a say.

    In the first place, there is no human being, such as the identification of a true dragon man.

    Besides, who was the one who got his hands inside Kagra and the Dragon Man first? I don''t even feel like putting it up on the shelf, like a protest.

    In other words, there was nothing like taking a ride and sprouting friendship, and the relationship between the two was, and still is, one step ahead of the worst.

    "I''ll check first, but that means you''re not going to follow the Wado country, is it?

    "Otherwise, I''m flying a white flag. More than that..."

    "Oh. I''m not the one who did that, but it''s us"

    "I mean, I''m the one who did that. I want to be proactive here."

    Hiuki felt dizzy with anger at Yut, who admitted at a mild rate.

    I''m not a mess, I''m not humble. I admitted it as a matter of course. If I hadn''t known about Yut''s insanity, I would have cut him loose and thrown him away.

    So, what can we do for you?

    As far as Larsia was concerned, he seemed to have decided to ignore it because if he admitted to its existence, he could have graduated.

    "Hey, I met a guy named Wado Renka, and I''m gonna do something about it. In the meantime - well, maybe a week? That''s good for as long as it takes, so keep this area together. Like not abusing a prisoner or plotting a reverse invasion."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "If we don''t finish that long, we''ll have food problems,"

    Hiuki hardened.

    Silent, I can''t say anything.

    No, tell me what.

    "Yut, something''s staring at me with great eyes."

    "Really? Aren''t you born?

    But does Yut not understand at all? Or are you unwilling to understand, claiming that you''re not bad.

    "... without a headache, there is no way I can be commanded"

    In battle, no one has the pride to lose.

    But apart from this, Hiuki denied it.

    "You mean you were told straight away by us who caused that, doesn''t that work?

    "Who''s gonna prove it?"

    "I don''t have a choice..."

    It would be one way to hold the jewels of the earth and make a speech, but time is a waste.

    Besides, there is a risk of being held back if you are poorly involved.

    "Well, let''s keep this guy in evidence"

    That''s what Yut took out of his infinitely stored bag was a long sword (long sword) made of glass iron (crystal iron).

    It was demonized for a gift and left unattended.

    Upper-middle-down, intermediate magic equipment?

    Nevertheless, that''s classified because you know advanced and super advanced magic fixtures like Exile''s Spike Flail, the Devine Subjugator, and the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight).

    Even the ruling class of a society like Hiuki has seldom seen such a famous sword.

    Plus, hand it over to Pong, etc. Out of the question.

    So, I''m sure it''s convincing.

    "Finally, why don''t you just call me something? If I hadn''t magnified my voice with a spell and grown up until I got back, I wouldn''t know what to do."

    "... will you"

    I guess there was some time left in the reply because I thought if Valtrude was there, I could leave it to him.

    The same is true of this persuasion to Hiuki, but without the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), I would really be a force pusher.

    Even with Valtroude, we end up pushing.

    "Keeping the peace is something I neither hope nor hope..."

    Reaching the frontier of giving up a lot, Hiuki tries his last resistance as he grabs the long sword of Bold Iron with his trembling hands.

    "Is the Wado Army something that grows up to the point of stunning them?

    I didn''t mean to get him in trouble, but then the question I threw at him thought it would be painful.

    Even though it is, it is given back lightly in a tone that can even be called cheap contracts.

    "Oh. That, too, is on my mind"

    Hiuki finally put up with drooling his head.

    "Bicumming"

    The problem of prisoners that has arisen in large numbers.

    It was also Jonah who solved the problem.

    "Is this the pseudo-dimensional realm"

    Spread before Yut''s eyes is a world created with superpowers by divine liberation (purge).

    The earth is wilderness with no signs of life, and the domed sky is gray with constant thin lights. Size, too, can accommodate the Wado army, but cannot be said to afford it.

    You will need to go in and out of a mirror pond built on a plain that was a battlefield and take care of it. Now that I''ve used it for the first time, it''s hard to say that it creates a whole lot of space, which is an effect commensurate with my effort.

    Still, this is one world.

    Exactly, until another world, the power of man''s jewels does not extend either. We have to keep it locked up, but it''s much better than getting busted.

    Confirming Genesis, Yut and Jonah jumped out of the pseudo-dimensional realm.

    "It was the same on Earth, but I can count on it"

    "I know you don''t say it yourself, but I do have to admit that"

    Jonah returns to Yut''s back as Hiuki''s men watch from the air as he brings in the captives of the fainted Wado army.

    I don''t need to do that at all because I''m flying, but I have to insist exactly on who has control.

    "Yut, you just have to be grateful"

    "I''m scared of that, too"

    Much scarier than being weirdly aggressive.

    I just bought a bike but will have to think about my next gift as well.

    "Yut kun"

    There, Alcia, who has finished collecting information, still flies through the sky.

    I saw the face of my beloved wife and noticed one thing.

    (I see. If you do it yourself until the end of time, will you spare Alcia?)

    Outreach, the phrase "you just have to thank" might have included this point as well.

    With Jonah down his back, Yut, he was thinking about that.

 479 Shogun: Valtrude Left Behind

    "By now, I wonder what the yuts are up to..."

    Under the moonlight, a girl whose beauty itself took the shape of a person stared worryingly in the eastern direction.

    Unconsciously, it stretches out a delicate hand that can only be a work of art.

    But I can''t grab anything with that hand.

    Out on a terrace (balcony) in some of Falve''s fortresses, Valtrude thinks of her husband and friends who have left her, clouding the jealous beauty of even the moon.

    The festival of Istas continued unabated.

    In the second half of the festival, the atmosphere moves away from the hands of the organizers and makes things like everyone enjoying themselves. That''s good, Valtrude thinks.

    The southern expedition, other than the Tubassa, appears to arrive on the last day of the festival. The festival should be even more exciting.

    That''s delightful.

    But the Yuts will never see this sight.

    It''s pathetic to think of it...... but Valtrude looks up at the moon with a hiccups.

    That worrying face, even Yut, must have never seen it.

    Because if he were here, he wouldn''t have that look.

    Valtrude''s gaze returns to the ground again.

    The city of Falve is brightened by the magical light that lit the glass iron (crystal iron). Usually, that''s enough, but I didn''t say that the festival period was different, but the pine lights were shining brighter light.

    With that night view, Valtrude''s heart is not here.

    "I hope I''m not being impotent... Not only Yut, but also Jonah."

    My heart, far east. It was in the land of Li Kutua, which I have yet to see.

    What kind of land is it? I wanted to see a country that looked like Yut''s home. Isn''t it the second time, Larsia? Isn''t it bad?

    Not to say viciously outrageous...... but I wanted to ask you about the sincerity of Wado Renka sweeping his land by outrageous means.

    More importantly, I wanted to be with Yut.

    Whether you see beautiful scenery, eat delicious food or exchange words with someone.

    Without Yut next door, that''s all I get to fade.

    This night view is wonderful, but it reminds me of it in the King''s Capital.

    After it was decided to defeat the Spirit Prince of Fire, Il Kanjual, and become Count, he made a generation of confessions to Yut, who was on the terrace of the Royal Castle.

    Now I think that I have Yut''s child because there was a confession then. I want to praise myself from the bottom of my heart.

    Even during pregnancy, there has been no change in taste or appetite, and on the contrary, there has been a slight increase.

    So, during the festival, I went to every stall that opened to compete.

    But alone, the flavor also blurs. "This is delicious," I tried to say, realizing there was no yut, and it wasn''t once or twice that I was depressed.

    Mind you, even acorns and real names talk to me frequently.

    From every part of the word comes the worry of not being forced, but it''s just fun to be listening.

    But really, I wonder what Yut would think if he heard this story. The more fun I have, the more I want Yut to hear it too.

    When Yut was going to Earth, it wasn''t this far.

    That could be because Alcia was there, or because she didn''t think it was dangerous.

    I don''t know.

    Why, am I here?

    I really think so.

    This thought, Yut''s parents. Nowadays, he''s also Valtrude''s parents, but I guess it''s the same emotion they''ve always had.

    Given that, you can''t just exhort yourself to complacency.

    I know that, but still, it''s awful.

    But I didn''t wish I hadn''t.

    I have another life in me. Such abnormal conditions are also becoming routine. My child who grows day by day and claims to exist is loving.

    If you think it''s Yut''s child, all the more so.

    So it is Valtrude''s ideal to stand on the battlefield yourself while ensuring the safety of my child.

    She is my mother and a warrior. I wanted to be such a woman... not because Alcia pissed me off, but even Valtrude just couldn''t speak of such a request.

    "Val, you''re gonna get cold."

    Acorn, with his coat in his hand, spoke to Valtrude, who was so miserable.

    I don''t know about Valtrude, but shortly after the acorn was transferred and woke up, it was a magic device (magic item) that had the ability to adjust the temperature worn on the yut.

    "Really? I don''t particularly feel it."

    "Babies could be different."

    "Even though you''re in my stomach?

    "It could be colder than Val''s."

    "Hmm. So is that."

    Weird convinced Valtrude. Don''t miss that opportunity, Acorn did it with his coat over his shoulder. A little bit of Valtrude''s maneuver seems to have come to light lately.

    Finished beauty has collapsed, but maternal and child health priorities. Plus, the sight of an extinct beauty weaving a coat with no fashion shards, this makes me feel dramatic.

    Not knowing it was such a food for imagination, Valtrude smiled.

    "What are the Yuts doing? That''s what I was thinking."

    "Yes..."

    Acorns also shoulder to shoulder with Valtrude, looking east.

    "Acorn always felt this way."

    "Exactly, not always."

    Haha, with a bitter smile, Acorn turned to Valtrude.

    Staring directly at Valtrude''s face from the front, consciousness can fly if you don''t have a strong heart. Even now that I''m used to it, that didn''t change.

    "Maybe the Yuts are thinking the same thing."

    "I don''t know."

    As for acorns, I didn''t say it in depth.

    Valtrude took it seriously, close to the Social Dictionary if you classify it.

    I say as my stomach is getting bigger and my arms just seem a little cramped.

    "Alcia''s probably fine. But Jonah and Larsia are suspicious. Exile isn''t that kind of guy."

    "Yona, look. I''m sure you''ll remember me when you eat dinner."

    "Is that just acorns? What about me?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Why, look away!?"

    That''s because, of course, I can''t answer that.

    "Oh, the dragons are flying in the sky."

    "Perla Vento? Looks like a lot of help."

    The next thing I know, I turned the subject away blatantly, but should I say Valtrude? Without a doubt, he rode me.

    On the contrary, it makes my eyes gleam.

    "I was surprised at first, but now you''re used to it ~"

    Red Fire Dragon Perla Vento looking around in discipline. Security officials were well received and demanded that it continue even after the festival.

    I can''t say that to the proud Red Fire Dragon... but I don''t think I''ll get a colorful reply.

    With that in mind, Valtrude takes a step back and puts into view the acorn pointing to the Red Fire Dragon.

    Acorn and Parra Vento.

    Two people who have nothing in common.

    But Valtrude caught on to this combination.

    I feel like I have something to say.

    "Hmm..."

    I think I remember, I can''t remember.

    In such a manner, Valtrude had been tilting his neck for a while.

 480 1. Going North

    "I''m Tengrass Brave. He who possesses the jewels of the earth."

    Yuut, who pushed the end of the line on Hiuki and also finished isolating the captive Wado army.

    One last job and I started speaking to the ground.

    "Wado Renka, who is not a dweller in this Li Kutua, but has the treasure of man. I''m back to make sure this guy''s sexy."

    With the jewels of the earth in one hand, and Jonah beside him, Yut declares.

    The voice was amplified by a magic device (magic item) that had the function of loudspeaking, also used in the Falve Grand Martial Society, and resonated throughout the battlefield.

    "That''s why you defeated the Wado Army."

    Hearing the word, a twitch arises from the armies under your eyes.

    Seems to take a handful, but I can''t help but make the conversation easier. At least, Yona beside me is a good nod, so there won''t be a problem.

    "Therefore, stop all battles"

    I have a sense that I''m saying something great myself.

    But he didn''t even give it a bite, and Yut gave his life.

    This time, it won''t happen.

    Accepted without expressing dissatisfaction as one person.

    The magic device that conveyed the word is floating in the universe by the spell of "Mage Grip".

    It is an odd sight, but whoever points it in the heart, at least, was not on earth.

    Yut and Jonah are far above, invisible from the people on earth - not least.

    It was also because everyone he lay flat and could not look directly at Yut only by listening to his voice.

    "As my deputy, I nominate Gojo''s Hiuki. The sword I gave him is a testament to that. Hiuki''s words, as I think they are mine."

    Valtrude would have thrown more grand, more majestic and more convincing words.

    Yut laughs inside out, wondering if this area is his limit.

    You may think that Valtroude, who has no administrative capacity, is not like a lord. But such a story only needs to be supported around.

    Born attractive (charisma) can''t be helped by a burning blade.

    Most of all, if he had eyes on the future, bitter laughter would have been something else.

    Hundreds of years from now, the Bold Iron (Crystal Iron) Longsword (Longsword) that Yut handed over lightly will change its name to "The Sword of the Demon Dragon King" and become the center of the war.

    Naturally, Yut, not knowing it, chose to take advantage of Hatteri.

    Treat the earth''s jewels and retrieve the spell document instead.

    "Dragon Change"

    From there, a page of nine mutilated spell documents is sucked into Yut, and a polar-colored prism covers his entire body.

    Its reflection of light gradually becomes stronger and greater, becoming the figure of the most powerful creature in this world.

    Red Dragon.

    In this Li Kutua, a symbol of strength and at the same time authority. Most respected and most feared being.

    Yut, who turned into it, only roared once.

    Deep, heavy, low.

    A dragon roar (Dragon Lower) that waves the atmosphere, reaching everywhere.

    The exhalation (brace) of the flame emitted before it disappeared completely scorches the sky.

    A shocking sight, following the miracle that devastated the Wado army.

    I was not willing to go against Yut''s words, but this was the complete end.

    But the dragon consciousness will no longer be directed at them. Without worrying about what was going on on on the ground or anything, the dragon flipped a giant.

    accompanied by an Albino girl, to the north.

    "Well, you don''t get used to it."

    "No, no. I think it was good. ''Therefore, stop all battles! It''s hard to say in everyday life."

    "Don''t exaggerate." Stop! I''m not trying to help you like that. "

    Less than 10 minutes after his earlier speech, Yut lightly unlocked The Dragon Body Change.

    From its appearance of arguing with Larsia flying next door, the earlier majesty feels no shards either.

    This is what Yut is supposed to look like, and naturally, this will stick better.

    Even with that in mind, Kagra couldn''t help but feel confused about the speed of the transformation.

    After the battlefield, Yut switched the "Flight" spell to "Long Flight" and continued north on the land of Li Kutua.

    Beyond this, even Kagra from Li Kutua becomes an unknown land. That''s the same for Yut, but for all the information we can get with pluralism, is it winning?

    Regarding the destination, it was recognized to the extent that "when it comes to the Japanese archipelago, it feels like going from Shikoku to Honshu and to Hokkaido", and there was no significant difference.

    "It''s been a while since I flew."

    "Right. You feel nostalgic."

    "That''s right, Master Yut..."

    Something other than adventurers go through first, such as an empty journey.

    I thought it was the most common sense - in fact, it is - to hear Arcia''s thoughts, and Kagra had both sentiment and overwhelming emotion at the same time.

    The unobstructed sky journey is well in itself, and the landscape beneath the eyes changes dizzily, just around here you can see that Kagra doesn''t have a land book either, but it''s going north at a considerable rate.

    I feel the wind, but to a degree I like it, and I don''t feel the cold. From being unfamiliar with flying in the sky - it''s weirder to be used to it - I''m also ashamed to have Yut pulling my hand, but if I say I''m not happy, I''m lying.

    I just can''t afford to care about it, not to Kagra, and not to Yut.

    "We will communicate the information we have collected, although we will be travelling"

    Arcia enters into a state of calling with a serious voice and even Larcia listens. In such a situation, I could not have been conscious, such as holding hands.

    "I''m pretty sure the Wado army is expanding their forces by attacking them everywhere. More than half of Li Kutua can already be seen as their print."

    "More than half? That''s good."

    Exile grins viciously at the mightiness of the enemy.

    That''s the usual, so I didn''t mind as a yut...

    "The old man was supposed to be collecting information, too, but why, are you impressed there?

    "Don''t worry about the details"

    "Right. And Wado Renka, the king himself, does not seem to be far from the Wado kingdom."

    "Don''t you need to move or can''t you..."

    "You don''t know where it is."

    To Yut''s point, Arcia shakes her head. Commanders and instructions left in the main unit. Besides, even if you summed up the information that Jonah had heard from those who had regained their sanity in the other world, you couldn''t be sure.

    Nevertheless, it is also useful information in some attempts to think.

    The policy of meeting Wado Renka is unwavering.

    It is also because Wado Renka himself does not move from his home country that Wado country can be headed north in this way.

    "If you know where you are, it doesn''t matter."

    Larsia smiles evilly, probably because she knows it.

    "So, when it comes to his ability to be a person''s jewel, what''s it like?

    The meadow race (Magner) was heard lying on their backs in the air, hands behind their heads.

    Arcia doesn''t answer right away, she sums up her thoughts.

    In the meantime, did you touch the harp line, and Jonah also poses the same as Larsia and floats in the void. Both Yut and Exile have to laugh bitterly at this.

    But Kagra can''t afford to watch that sight. I''m just upset that I feel sorry for you.

    He was the descendant of the keeper of the earth''s jewels, Kagra, but with regard to the other jewels, he didn''t have any more information than he inherited.

    "Perhaps, but after some way of ruling, there''s no particular limit on distance or time,"

    "In other words, distance is only in the same dimensional realm. Duration is permanent. If you are in the same world, even if you are disarmed, you will automatically regain control. Besides, there is no maximum number of targets. Well, the worst guess, but this is vicious."

    "I''m sure it''ll cost you a fortune."

    Just as Arcia snorts at the performance of the jewels of those lined up by Yut.

    It would be difficult to confront it from the front.

    Normally.

    But I couldn''t say that the Yuts were normal or anything, even if their mouths were torn.

    "Wouldn''t we eat that?

    "I can''t even tell you that."

    "For once, as usual, the spell grants resistance to psychoactive behavior."

    "Well, it''s no use thinking about it."

    Larsia nods with an uncontrolled look that says no.

    It just looks like a hit, but that''s how I''ve been cutting through it.

    "Well, we''ll figure it out"

    Exile seemed to think the same thing.

    "Anything about Ray Cruz, by the way?

    "That was nothing strange. He was on the front line at first, but now he''s on a different mission, and he''s moving completely independently."

    "It''s creepy."

    Because I felt something ominous there, or the power comes into Yut''s hands.

    "Hiccup."

    They do that all of a sudden, and Kagra can''t possibly not be upset.

    I raise an embarrassing voice, but dutifully, I remembered what was happening now that I was flying through the sky at a pretty high speed, and I didn''t do anything to shake my hand off.

    "I''m sorry."

    "No, I don''t mind. Don''t let go."

    "Yeah, no, yes..."

    "Hiuuuuu"

    "Elementary school!

    In the meantime, I put a scratch on Larsia - actually, it helped a little - and Yut, once again, returns to a serious look.

    "So the question that remains is, how do we deal with the Wado Country?"

    It''s not Wado Renka, it''s not Ray Cruz. Against the Wado country itself.

    Reckless, such as challenging the country with this number of people¡­ and so on, just as you can''t describe the Yuts as normal, no one can even say it now.

    Besides, it wasn''t the first time I challenged a huge organization on a party-by-party basis.

    Similar to the battle against the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), Yut reminds me of a long time ago - not so much before, but physically correct.

    The maneuvers that Yut had drawn up - not so much a large one, though - were those that imagined guerrilla warfare.

    "In the basement of the castle of the Black Demon, home of the Book of Nothingness, there was a vast dungeon of natural caves.

    It was divided into four sections ruled by the Bishop of Groundwater Fire Wind (Bishop), each in a power struggle.

    Multiplied by that conflict, the Yuts thoroughly hid their own existence and repeatedly destroyed each one without letting their opponents take action.

    Nevertheless, I was torn off on the way, and assassins were sent.

    Incidentally, the assassin, while trying to capture him alive and extract information, has died of Valtrude''s manipulation but bad hit.

    "What do we do? Do you want to see it in the underground temple of the Black Demon''s Castle?

    "That''s also good to miss...... I don''t know if we exist."

    "You''re not, Yut."

    Larsia goes on the outrage of denying the story as she shakes it.

    Yut turns a frigid look at the meadow species.

    "You can''t do that because you want to go home to Val, can you? It''s fine. Because I know what you''re doing."

    "Ugh."

    "Right. If that''s the case, I have to take my skin off."

    "Old man, you just want to get busted"

    "Good luck"

    "Jonah''s already done her best."

    Yuut with a scratch in all directions just causes shortness of breath.

    Such a yut, Alcia watched with her loving eyes, and Kagra had her eyes rounded to a rare sight.

 481 2. Wado Renka

    The night I finished an empty journey spanning several hours.

    Kagra was worried and prepared to keep flying all night. But that didn''t happen, and it became a break between the bundles.

    However, there is no way to go wild and I didn''t ask for an overnight stay somewhere. He was treated as a royal aristocrat in a dormitory of different dimensions created by the seventh staircase''s theoretical spell, The Invisible Mansion (Krinel).

    In fact, the bed where Kagra is dressed in a fitted robe and lying down is unspeakably soft and warm. A regular girlfriend wouldn''t even have felt guilty and sat down.

    Long, lustrous dark hair flows from cheek to chest and spreads to bed.

    I bet you''ve never exposed anyone to that sleeping look of a tough kagra on you. If my brother Jinga sees me, it''s an ugly state that''s not reprimanded.

    Not so long ago, Kagra remembered her fatigue.

    Especially not that I did anything.

    Pity, but I had to admit there. I mean, I haven''t done anything, but I''m exhausted. After I dusted off my journey and had dinner on time, this is how I lay down.

    I can''t even think about going to see Yut because this is my opportunity.

    "Mr. Acorn was an amazing person..."

    If you hit a turnaround on the bed, the ceiling will now be in sight.

    White ceiling in a white room.

    Indoor with disproportionately large minutes and comfort. The temperature is kept constant independently of the outside world, and no noise is felt at all. Not to mention the extra bed that you can afford to stretch your hands and feet into a cup, but the wardrobe full of room clothes, paintings decorating the walls and other conditioning are also top notch.

    No one thinks this is the different space created by the spell. Because even Kagra, who is not the first to benefit from the spell of The Invisible Mansion, is still incredible.

    And that''s not all I can''t believe.

    "I can''t believe you''re back again..."

    Far away home Li Kutua.

    Honestly, I don''t have very good memories. Reminds me of persecution and loneliness. And poor. Even memories with Yut, who rescued me, won''t be completely overwritten.

    So I didn''t even think about going home or anything.

    And yet, he''s back.

    In an instant.

    Yut had a reluctant face that one Moment Travel (Teleport) didn''t have enough distance to travel, but as for Kagra, I don''t see why that would be such a reaction.

    What I don''t know is, so is the behavior that follows.

    Individuals have overwhelmed the army, brought it to its knees with its authority, and stopped the war.

    Besides, naturally, I''m not proud or proud of that.

    I was also briefed on divine power engraving, but how should I understand it? I still hadn''t digested it.

    If you ask, Acorn knows and accepts.

    Acorns are amazing, I think again.

    "Can it really help..."

    Perhaps neither Yut nor the Arsians will accuse them because they could do anything.

    Even if you understand that, you''re going to feel a lot of agony coming from Kagra''s chest.

    No, it''s not a feeling of impatience. Either way, it''s close to rebellion or confrontation.

    It absolutely makes sense that I came to this land. Now it''s just not the time and place foreseen by the dragon god Bahamut.

    Kagra gave herself momentum. Along with that, dark hair dances.

    "I don''t know if I can help. Even if it''s a leg wrap, it''ll definitely play a role when the time comes, Kagra. Yes, because it guides the dragon god Bahamut."

    Reflecting on how he behaved today, Kagra got out of bed and knelt on the floor.

    And offer prayer and vows to the believing God.

    Then, one more thing.

    "Don''t be surprised what Master Yut does anymore. Nature makes sense when the earth shakes and lightning falls. And it''s the same."

    Kagra making a split that would likely raise a protest if Yut were listening.

    But happiness or unhappiness, on the road, did not happen such that its readiness was questioned.

    Even continued to fly with the "Long Flight (Auver Flight)" spell, flying over several mountains, plains and the sea, and two days later, one line reached the Wado Country.

    After entering the Wado country - of course, illegal immigration from above - for a while, on the way to the capital of the Wado country, I decided to stop at a certain village.

    Even so, Larsia was the only one who infiltrated, and the Yuts were just waiting over it.

    "No. This has to be pretty good"

    Larsia''s first voice back from that reconnaissance.

    The tone was the same, but the expression betrayed its subtlety.

    A line of archmages (arc mages) awaiting the bandits (rogues) of the meadow race (magners) over a village puts their faces to the vague reports.

    Larsia exaggerates and vomits lies to make the story interesting, because this time she seemed to decide it was funniest to tell the facts as they were.

    "That. It was almost like a living undead monster."

    "The Immortal Monster..."

    What I described as a living immortal monster doesn''t really make it an immortal monster.

    Still, Kagra frowned uncomfortably.

    Although I was determined to keep up with Yut''s exchange, the unpleasance I find in his evil deeds is another thing.

    "... Specifically?

    "Mm-hmm. Creepy immortal monster farm, like?

    Larsia''s explanation was pretty much the same as earlier, but so, I guess the image passed on.

    Yut looks disgusted. It was the same for Alcia.

    "If we really do that, we''re going to lose crops and land in a few years with negative energy."

    With such unrelated information in his mouth, Yut rebuilds his mind.

    Though I expected it, I couldn''t be untouched.

    "Really, I''ve been working silently. Of course, both humans and dragon men (draconuts) don''t care. So, it just seemed like it was time, and when the bell rang, everyone was taking a break at the same time. I tried to talk to him, but he hardly responded."

    "You''re not okay, it..."

    I''m not alert to the blatant suspicious - of course, I''m talking about Larsia.

    Not only are you losing your emotions as a person, but you also seem to be losing your ability to respond to danger. If you are attacked by subraces with evil phases such as bandits and goblins, there is not a single one.

    "If all creatures are in that state, it may not be dangerous."

    "I know by reason..."

    To Exile''s point, Yut shakes his head.

    And it is certain that there will be peace. From the outside, it could mean a country that is idle but lacks vitality.

    But then there is no point in being alive, not to mention development. It is the same as the idea of the Murgush God, who called it tranquillity, a state in which everything was stationary.

    "But you''ll be uncontested for once."

    "Right. But this isn''t people''s business. It''s God''s work."

    "... the difference, I''m not sure?

    "I''m not clear enough to explain it properly..."

    Protect the people, adjust wealth, spread the law.

    There will be many others, but that is politics.

    But taking emotions away from people, just dominating them, is not what I call politics.

    Treating people like pawns Isn''t that just what God does?

    "Okay! In short, it means you don''t care!

    "... no, well, that''s the thing..."

    And he was cut off by Larsia, and Yut looked up to heaven.

    "Dear Yut, I think that would be a good idea"

    Kagra talks to a depressing yuut.

    "I took my hometown off and moved to the Kera Forest to get the peace that no one once got. It wasn''t all good, but it was natural."

    "Mr. Kagra......"

    "That is why we must strive to make sure that we and those who stand above us get a lot of good things."

    "... well. You know what?"

    I don''t care.

    Sure, it was.

    It''s just not enough, but from the yut that has developed the territory as a housekeeper in the bend, it just seems like an escape, such as taking emotions and making them obey.

    You don''t have to do this, you''re supposed to be able to run the territory.

    "I don''t care. Is that enough?"

    "If Val was here, I''d be mad"

    "Right. But there must be occasions when you need it."

    To the words of Jonah and Arsia, Yut nodded.

    Yes. Now, I can''t help thinking about it.

    "In the meantime, let''s hurry up. If we hurry, we should get there before sundown."

    It was after noon that Wado Renka arrived in the city of Mazaki, where he stood.

    Surrounded by slab walls and open moats, Mazaki, a rare fortified city in Li Kutua. The presence of gates set in the east, west and north represents that his land is a major impulse of traffic.

    From above we do not know the fine soldier placement, etc., but we do know where Wadow Renka is.

    Built in the middle of the city, the mansion is a large bungalow.

    It was not the warring castle that Yut imagined, but the building that reminded him of the noble mansions of the peacetime, that must have been the seat of the throne.

    "Well, yut. How do we attack?

    "How, Egg. Is there anything besides a frontal breakthrough? No, if you ask me, I''ll infiltrate and assassinate you."

    "Good luck"

    "I see...... If you''re the Yuts with armored sleeves, you have no problem dealing with the center of a country."

    "I can''t attack you. There''s no assassination. Jonah doesn''t have to work hard either. I mean, you guys are the reason Mr. Kagra''s making a weird misconception."

    Everyone pushes silence into Yut''s breathless storm of correction.

    "Okay, Yut. What are you gonna do?

    On behalf of his wife, Alcia, he confirmed the policy by holding back everyone who had said if he thought about his daily actions.

    "I''ll apprentice Val and ask Wado Renka questions. Of course, from the front."

    "Even without Val, you''re going to act like Val. Fuzzy!"

    "Well, we''re gonna end up beating each other up. I don''t care... you don''t have to visit from here anymore"

    Unusual, but the first thing I noticed was the Rock Giant (Jarloot).

    At the end of Exile''s gaze was the figure of a dragon man rising this way. A few times the height from his back had grown a certain wing, and he had an army of embedded objects like crystal balls to use for fortune telling.

    "Oops. I''m impressed you''re coming this way from me"

    "Do you want to do it first?

    "Yona, I''m glad you checked, but you haven''t heard the story before, have you?

    Before anyone takes any concrete action, Arcia pulls Yona and Kagra''s hand and moves them behind her own back.

    Yut, who saw it through, stepped forward a little and welcomed the Dragonman.

    "The rest is Wado Renka"

    Wado Renka sweeps Li Kutua with a person''s jewel in his hand.

    He deserved that hegemony, and he was a fine stature sturdy. He should be wearing a fairly large "thin piece of armor (lamellar armor)," but he looks cramped.

    The height and thickness of the body is no less than that of Exile. If the dragon men you''ve met before are the people who lived with the characteristics of the dragon, Wado Renka is a dragon that has shrunk to the size of a person.

    And it''s hard to tell the face of a dragon man, such as the dragon itself, but contrary to the image of a tyrant, it also looks honest.

    My eyes were just shimmering.

    Get mad.

    "I am Heavenly Grass Brave. of the jewels of the earth -"

    "Detailed introduction is not required"

    "... that we''re not going to discuss it?

    "No. Decline No"

    Wadow Lenka shakes the head of the dragon sideways, keeping the armament down.

    "I hear more about you than my comrade Ray Cruz."

    "Comrade..."

    The king and not the general under his command. A like-minded one, Wadow Lenka claims.

    (Ray Cruz makes a buddy?

    A black-clothed swordsman who hangs everything in vengeance, knowing that Path Finders, a friend of Moore''s, is also a friend.

    Is that possible, such as that Ray Cruz getting comrades in a distant exotic country?

    "Yut kun"

    "... I know"

    To Arcia''s caring voice, Yut responds without turning around.

    Now, not if you''re distracted there.

    "Which means he was waiting for us to come."

    "Whatever. Whatever."

    Nodding aloud, Wadow Lenka raised his arms.

    Just that winds backwards and Wado Renka''s red thin piece of armor.

    "The jewels of men are in the rest of their hands. Therefore the rest of the deeds are in accordance with the will of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor."

    "The dragon emperor I know is unlikely to admit... So?"

    "I demand the rest. Return the jewels of the earth, sick."

    "... the real dragon emperor''s possession?

    "Whatever. Whatever."

    "Ha."

    Yut denied the claim under the word.

    "If you put together one or two jewels, you''re the Dragon Emperor? What happened to the story that five ancient dragons had to admit?

    "The question is most likely"

    But Wado Renka''s giant body is unshakeable.

    Accept criticism and show understanding at the king''s leisure.

    "Come to the rest of the hall, a guest from a distant country."

    The story comes from that, Wado Renka descends into the city of Mazaki without even hearing back.

    "What do we do? Want to do it?"

    "... you can always fight"

    "It feels like yut not to say you can''t be such a coward"

    Yuut follows Wado Renka as he smiles back bitterly at Larsia, who has a lot to say.

    "Master Yut. Let me talk to Wado Lenka, the man who has protected the jewels of the earth."

    "Okay."

    To Kagra''s plea, with a nod back.

 482 3. Parallel lines of successors

    "Easy but good"

    A vast mansion in the heart of Mazaki.

    Wadow Lenka lowered his back between the boards where the rating would take place. There is no one else on the Wado side. Before that, there were no signs of people in this mansion.

    I don''t know what the intent is, but it''s not convenient for the Yuts not to have to worry about getting involved in a fight.

    Besides, don''t you think the Yuts will challenge the fight? Or do you think you can fight it? Even if Exile or Larsia brings in a weapon, they don''t move one look.

    In short, it was creepy.

    "You don''t have a cushion, you don''t make it any easier."

    "That''s what you''re saying, you''re taking it out."

    Even in that situation and with the other person, Larsia remains the same. To this extent, it couldn''t have changed.

    "Ah. Do you want to use yut too?

    "... get as much out as you can"

    Entering at the earthfoot during the ratings - quite resistant, to be honest, but with no choice - the Yuuts sat on a cushion that Larsia removed from her bag of infinite storage, relative to Wadow Lenka.

    I very much don''t think of it as an attitude to come to meetings with representatives of one country.

    Therefore, Kagra nodded heavily, wondering if this was also within the operation.

    "Try to hold the pace so they don''t get round to what they say..."

    "Well, there''s an interpretation of that."

    To Kagra''s overly favorable interpretation, Arcia returns a bitter laugh.

    It has become an ambiguous response, because in the sense that we are dealing with it as usual in nature, Kagra''s perception is not a mistake either.

    "First, let me tell you something"

    Not to take the lead, but Yut opened his mouth by controlling his vanguard.

    "I was given the jewels of the earth by the caretaker. I''ve used that power several times."

    "If you are the heir to the treasure, it will be natural. I don''t know what else to say."

    "But this place is too far away. It''s not my place. So I''m not going to be a dragon emperor"

    "I''m not going to be a dragon emperor. I''m not even going to give up the jewels of the land. That''s an arrogant argument, Amaxa Yuut."

    Wadow Lenka''s quiet, but harsh allegations.

    Yut, however, shrugged his shoulders and accepted the claim.

    That''s what I know best myself -.

    "Nevertheless, Dragon Emperor''s residual thought tells me to take care of this one as well. I have a proper nickname to intervene."

    In a mild tone, Yut enlists.

    "Because I''m helping, I''m risking a race change to the Dragon Man (Draconut). I''m not just using it."

    "Words you don''t believe in yourself are really light"

    "Heh. When you have people''s jewels, do you even know that?

    Yut shifts his gaze to the ordnance placed on the floor of the plate.

    That armored jewel is the jewel of men.

    Wado Lenka says nothing, but the magic fluctuations worthy of the treasure (artifact) were felt without using the Magic Sense (Sense Magic) spell.

    But I''m not going to take it forcefully at the moment.

    It may just come in shape, but first you listen, then you turn your gaze back to Wado Renka, staring straight in the front into the eyes of the dragon.

    "You want to use that on us, too? No, you''ve already used it?

    "You can''t waste it. The dragon emperor will have his own limits."

    "It''s a special victory."

    I didn''t mean to believe that out of my head, but I didn''t even think they were lying.

    Even from Larsia and Arsia, no comments so far. If Valtroude had been there, he would have obtained certainty, but you can trust me first.

    "Master Yut."

    "Oh. Mr. Kagra, of course"

    No permission was sought from Wadow Renka, and Yut unilaterally gave this place away.

    To the dragon witch who was more qualified to question Wadow Lenka than anyone else on this occasion.

    "Wado Renka. What the hell are you trying to bring to this Li Kutua?

    A small horn-bearing cagra spells out Wadow Lenka, who sums up the dragon''s prestige.

    That, too, Yut. No, the question everyone wanted to reveal.

    "What does it mean to wield the power of a jewel to steal its will from people, to denigrate the name of a dragon emperor, and to gain with it?

    Maybe Kagra didn''t feel like questioning Wado Renka.

    He has already abandoned his homeland and gained a new heaven and earth. You must think it was Uggu who did that.

    Hence, muscle differences.

    That''s why the anger was real, too.

    "It is the most important question. It is also the first question directed"

    But Wado Renka is unshakeable.

    "Release me."

    Answer only in one word to the descendants of the clan, who were using them as witches that could be used by Dragon God to manage the treasures of the earth.

    "What remains is liberation"

    "Keeping you in control with the jewels, liberating, etc."

    Kagra turns a shooting glance, wondering if she intends to deceive herself by making a lie.

    In contrast, Wado Renka answers nothing. Just take a glance from the front. I didn''t feel any disease there, and Kagra couldn''t hide her confusion.

    But in front of Yut. I can''t show you the ugliness.

    Quickly tour your thoughts and ask Wadow Renka from another direction.

    "... one more thing. The keeper of man''s jewels, what?

    "Administrators remain"

    "Ha!

    Too much truth, the feeling of not being able to show the ugliness, etc., blew up.

    Extinguish with your own hands the fire you have set yourselves on, but do so with a thick face and shame. As a clan of administrators, I couldn''t forgive you.

    How shameless.

    "That those who deserve to have people''s jewels just happen to be left. Oh, there''s no shame in it."

    "I didn''t tell Master Yut either, but the treasure keeper has a secret to help with the treasure in an emergency"

    "That means..."

    "Perhaps we know that armament will hit it."

    Depending on the administrator, the means will vary.

    In the case of the jewels of the land to protect, a special ritual was required, the keys of which were hidden in tattoos carved on the back of the cagra.

    Yes. I have the means.

    But Zinga, who was a throwaway bowl, didn''t even try to do that. Same goes for Swion. Of course, even if I had used it, it would have only been a temp.

    Still, from outsiders, I think it''s better to use it because it''s better than to die. Still, I stubbornly meant nothing more than the difference in history and values that I have borne there.

    The caretaker only keeps the treasure because he entrusts it to the rightful.

    "That, this man flat..."

    "Mr. Kagra."

    Yut controls the kagra with blood on his head.

    She was surprised to expose her anger, and she was made to understand the seriousness of the situation.

    "Wado Renka. I understand the idea, I don''t say it conveyed my will"

    When he hears what needs to be heard, Yut tells the conclusion.

    "But talk to me, okay?"

    In the meantime, Yut said with an evil grin like that directed at Larsia.

    "I''m not going to be friends with you."

    "Is that the answer, Amaxa Yuut"

    "Oh, you''re not a big person in the vessel enough to make friendships with people who don''t want to talk about the key things."

    He was a yuut who bragged that Wado Renka had something to hide, but he didn''t try to pursue it. I won''t even try to tell you in person.

    I wonder what faith you have.

    And aside from not being right and right, being forced on people with beliefs doesn''t work.

    "The inhabitants of Li Kutua should decide about Li Kutua, but give Mr. Jinga Mr. Kagra, Suion. Besides, I have thoughts entrusted to me by the Dragon Emperor."

    When he could not sit still, Yut declared war.

    "See the rest as enemies, face it"

    Wado Renka laughed.

    I squeezed my fangs out and laughed.

    The first emotion I''ve ever shown at this meeting.

    It''s not a sane shack, such as Yut expressing his hostility and rejoicing.

    "I don''t know about that. Does it feel like the owner is losing his sanity, too, by forcing him to use the treasure?

    "That''s a possible story."

    The story is over¡­ rather than feeling signs of battle, Larsia and Exile lift their hips.

    From Yut''s point of view, it was a story that I didn''t know which was the enemy, but it must be something I could count on.

    Go on, Yut and Arsia get up too. Though there is cagra, it was also an opportunity for a thousand encounters if you were to put a piece on it in battle.

    But that intention was frustrated early.

    "That''s why I told you, Wado Renka. Even if we talk about it, it''s just gonna be a parallel line."

    By the swordsman in black, who inexplicably appeared at the meeting.

    "This is the only encounter I ever wanted, Ray Cruz. I''m satisfied with the rest."

    Wado Renka and Ray Cruz.

    The culprits of the commotion involving the entire territory of Li Kutua were all present.

    But that won''t work.

    "Instead, I saved you a lot of trouble..." Val would say, wouldn''t you?

    "Right. Listen to the souvenir, Val''s got a sorry face in his eyes."

    "Are you willing to do that too, Yut Amaxa? Vainamarinen''s master."

    A fallen hero dressed in pitch-black sheet metal armor (plate armor) and soaked in the soul of the Devil''s Sword (soul soccer).

    The poor beauty is the same, and the difference from when we fought in a militia is that we also weave black coats (capes).

    But the truth - after knowing that the Devil''s Sword is the main body and that its appearance is just a sheath in the shape of a person, it looks cropped.

    Ray Cruz, who showed up grabbing some of the infinite storage bags, turns his murderous gaze to Yuut.

    "But you''re not going to be dragon emperor..."

    "If that''s what you''re talking about, it''s over."

    "Don''t do anything extra, do something good if you walk away. You''re not willing to take responsibility, you''re willing to pull it around."

    "You''re the first one to start a war."

    Yut can catch on to the saying that if he is going to be a dragon emperor, he doesn''t mind intervening... but soon, he realizes which is the truth.

    Ray Cruz''s claim is correct.

    If there is no vengeance involved, it is reason. That can also be seen from the continued intimacy with Vainamarinen and King Eldrick.

    But it''s over.

    "Besides, apart from me going for dragon emperor, you can be dragon emperor."

    "Is that the case? If I saw this, would I give up?

    That said, a swordsman in black swings his bag of infinite storage upside down.

    Then countless gold coins and colorful gems. Artwork such as paintings and statues, magic objects such as demonized swords and armor (magic items) overflow and pile up during the ratings.

    "It''s like a dragon treasure."

    "Exactly"

    A swordsman in black affirms Jonah''s crush.

    "If you''re an ancient dragon, you''ve been hunting. There''s only one."

    Ray Cruz told the facts pale.

 483 4. Outpost

    "Did you kill the ancient dragon? Do you have proof?

    "No. The soul absorbed life sucking (life football), but it''s not something you can show."

    Five ancient dragons who have watched over Li Kutua.

    Despite declaring one of those heads destroyed, Ray Cruz was completely natural.

    That''s not why, but neither did Yut, per se, doubt it.

    Whatever it is against the inhabitants of Li Kutua, saying that to the Yuts doesn''t even make them bluff.

    Besides, the ancient dragon is different in character from the kind of dragon Jonah hunts from time to time, but he also didn''t think Ray Cruz was a winless opponent.

    "But all of a sudden, you were aware that the ancient dragon wouldn''t recognize you for killing."

    "What? I said I''d make it easy on you. I just responded accordingly."

    Therefore, the question, which can be said to be futile, is to see Wadow Renka''s reaction.

    The purpose of Ray Cruz and Wadow Renka has been found not to necessarily coincide. I wanted to see if this was due to an agreement between the two parties...

    Wado Renka, don''t talk in silence.

    I didn''t move one expression, and I didn''t show one bare gesture to get up in this situation either.

    Now we only know the extent to which we are silent on Ray Cruz''s actions.

    (Well, Wado Renka himself, he''s not sure what he''s thinking. No way, it''s not a side effect of people''s jewels...)

    Anyway, this is where the idea comes in.

    "Still, if you didn''t want to call me this way, wouldn''t you be too selfish to go home if you weren''t going to be dragon emperor?

    Sounds like an old robotic cartoon shown to Acorn, provokes Ray Cruz with an example he''ll never know.

    Of course, I don''t think they''ll come on board to this extent. But you should be able to buy some time to think.

    "That''s unfortunate. It''s the jewels of the earth you need."

    "Then you should have come and fetched it without calling me."

    "Unlike the wizards, it''s not easy to get around."

    "For that, I felt like I was back now after defeating the ancient dragon... Are unfamiliar capes just flying in the sky"

    "... for a purpose"

    They spot magic devices (magic items) without using spells, and Ray Cruz is just as alert.

    But from Yut''s point of view, there was only a degree of emotion that correctly answered the simple choice issue.

    There are certain rules for making magic fixtures. One of them is the approximation of the area and effect to be worn. Boots are easy when creating magic equipment that has the effect of making travel faster, but making it a necklace or headband can be difficult.

    Furthermore, it is possible to speculate that Ray Cruz - a warrior (fighter) may say - would have obtained a cloak with the ability to fly, if he thought of what abilities he needed.

    Yut summarizes his thoughts as he wraps Ray Cruz around smoke with such a child.

    The proposition is, can you defeat Ray Cruz and Wado Renka while covering Kagra?

    The power of Wadow Lenka is unknown, but there is data obtained at the Falv Grand Martial Arts Association about Ray Cruz. No way, you can probably deactivate it in the Exorcised Realm Antimagic Sphere again, but if you''re an Exile, you can cross more than one another.

    That should push the rest off with numbers and firepower.

    (Without an irregular, heavenly jewel)

    Plus, there''s the indeterminate element that Ray Cruz doesn''t know how he''s grown since then......

    If you want to escape here, it''s the same wherever you fight.

    "Old man, hold Ray Cruz down. Larsia is free. The rest, as usual."

    Following Yut''s instructions, Exile rushes forward. Even during a broad reputation, it becomes a cramped space if the Rock Giant (Jarloot) wields Spike Flail.

    Cover and hide the rear guard from Ray Cruz and Wadow Renka with that giant. It is usually the role of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) to get to the front line. Exile was taking advantage of Spike Flail''s reach to take the distance, but it can also be a wall of parties, regardless, on the front lines.

    It''s also on a wall that destroys enemies while under attack.

    In conjunction with Exile''s assault, Yut, Arsia and Jonah took a distance. Covering Kagra on his back, unfortunately, was Arcia''s role, not Yut''s.

    "Sniper''s Feast"

    Like it, Larsia, trusted in a way, took the lead.

    Quickly pull the bow and release six arrows to continue standing.

    However, it wasn''t Ray Cruz who targeted Wadow Renka.

    "The one with no guts, I hate it!

    If you don''t like it, you want to tell me to take it down from you, but if you don''t like it in the sense that you don''t even want to be involved, I reckon that''s natural, too.

    So much for Yut.

    It''s not that they''re weak, they''re not looking lightly, in the sense that they have broad vision.

    So I was also witnessing where Wadow Renka took the armament and waved it without any emotions.

    "Wind."

    according to the owner''s life, from the armament. No, a gust of wind blows from the jewels that have been fitted.

    A storm blowing between ratings becomes many stripes of light and blows an arrow that strikes - it couldn''t.

    "Gu."

    It only weakened momentum and Larsia''s arrows pierced a thin piece of armor (Lamellar Armor).

    "Shit."

    But I''m off the steeple. Alternatively, you can''t take the deep hand that far and Larsia tongues blatantly. You have a good chance of encountering the unknown abilities of your enemies just because you act quickly. Including that point, it was frustrating.

    "Wasn''t that a man''s jewel?

    The means by which administrators use the jewels in an emergency, Kagra said.

    The Wadow Lenka clan seemed to have been handed down an armament, but does that mean it can be used on other jewels as well? If so, I do not intend to expose it, but the jewels of the earth must never be taken away.

    "Yut, fine things are fine after you knock them down!

    "Very confident."

    Exile, who perceived Yut''s bewilderment behind him, waved Spike Flail as if he were going to pluck it away.

    Not from the top, from the bottom.

    Though somewhat spacious, it just seems scarce to use a huge weapon like an anchor, all the more so if it comes with chains that reach as many as 10 meters. No, this space itself is too narrow for Exile.

    But before the power of Exile, such common sense and so on will only be wrecked miserably.

    Spike Flail approached Ray Cruz as the backs of the twigs cut off the surface of the sea, crushing the slab floor.

    "Pretty heavy."

    The blow that physically destroys common sense was, however, disappointingly prevented by the sipping of life.

    "Not quite."

    The response is neither humble nor disgusting.

    Now swing Spike Flail down while destroying the ceiling, as if to prove it is true.

    Strike.

    Pursuit.

    Plus, chase.

    Similar to the storm that Exile caused. That didn''t even reach Ray Cruz''s tentative first flesh, but it definitely pushes in.

    "Egg, just fine. Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    Confirm the distance between the two, and Jonah releases her powers. Divine power engraving floats on my forehead.

    "Cyclonic Blast - Enhanced Double"

    Strengthened and even more doubled storms of psychic abilities during the ratings. No, encompass the entire mansion and go wild.

    Will this happen if an ultra-large typhoon occurs locally? The mansion lifts its gaze, and a few seconds later the resistance vanishes and the object that was once the mansion winds up into the sky.

    Walls, floors, ceilings. All the structures were crushed by the power of the sub-gods, and ruins were created. Neither the treasures piled up by Ray Cruz, nor any idea where they were scattered.

    "The Great Mage''s Shield, Shield of Arc Mage."

    "God''s Castle Base, Divine Hold."

    Yut defends himself from the storm of destruction with his own defensive spell, and Arcia envelops Kagra and Jonah together in a white, clean line of light created with the divine spell of the eighth staircase.

    Exile and Larsia will do something about it themselves.

    It''s not a throw, it''s trust.

    "Ah. Now you''re easier to do."

    "Right."

    In fact, they were both flat in the rubble, staring unawares at Ray Cruz and Wadow Renka, who were equally spared catastrophe.

    We''re intact with each other as we manifest all this destruction.

    Of course, the collapse of the Mansion is just a side effect, with no intention of harming Jonah''s allies. Fate was in the destruction of two enemies.

    But that won''t happen.

    The light emitted from the armament held by Wadow Lenka covered the two of them and, after all, stood on this spot intact.

    Conversely, half-breed means cannot resist the "Cyclonic Blast" on which the power of God has been ascended, etc.

    Where we should recognise the power of the treasure, but for the Albino girl, not so far.

    "Disgusting......!

    "... is the treasure of heaven in the hands of Wado Renka"

    Yut frowns at the nasty as he overhears Jonah''s protest, which nullifies a blow all over him.

    So far, we''re pushing in, but unlike Wado Renka, we can''t use all the treasures in this land. If the heavenly jewels are used to attack, the equilibrium may fall apart.

    "Well, for that matter, should I work?"

    How much is the defense by heavenly jewels?

    As a small hand check, I''ll tap into the Differential Blast four times in a row from Time Suspension (Chronos Eyes).

    When he laid down a radical policy and reached for the spell document.

    "guaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

    A blue blue dragon flew into heaven.

    A giant dragon that emits a silver-gray exhalation (brace) to intimidate and growls irritably.

    The exhalation was directed at the sky, but nonetheless the cold air is transmitted to the earth. Its body would also be comparable to the red-fired dragon Parra Vento.

    It is a race called Dragon that grows every year and its limits do not exist.

    It is the life of a dragon that gains strength as you get older.

    In other words, the Blue Dragon (Blue Dragon) will be a mighty existential being, even though Yut and Yona have been relative.

    "That, no way"

    "Mr. Kagra, do you know?

    "In the pale ancient dragon gouray..."

    One of the five ancient dragons in the legacy of Li Kutua.

    Legendary presence that has helped the dragon emperor hegemony and, after his death, has protected Li Kutua from external enemies, retreating from the line but still disturbing.

    The legend manifested itself.

 484 5. Pale Ancient Dragon

    The wrath of the pale Ancient Dragon (Elder Dragon) Gourei had reached its pinnacle.

    It is not a gowley that can be said to be more long-hearted if measured in a person''s appearance than the original. But minus that, this outrage is unforgivable. No, I didn''t mean to forgive you.

    Because of its too powerful power, the ancient dragon disappeared from the episode of history. It was not once or twice that I was heartbroken by the war in Li Kutua, which seemed to last forever.

    Still, I didn''t try to intervene because I had an appointment with the late Dragon Emperor and the thought that the world of men should be left to men.

    It was the general thrust of the five ancient dragons, and for that reason it was only possible to leave the armies of the foreign countries that came to invade in the wake of the war.

    It would certainly be unfortunate not to have the power.

    But it is also unhappy to be able to wield it nor to decay while having power.

    Keeping Sleeping Microscopic Frost, with a nasty thought.

    Now that we no longer know how many months have passed since the last time, a new heir to the treasure has been born.

    Nevertheless, that does not deviate.

    Because there have been several times in the past when successors have been born, and each time, they have been disappointed.

    For this reason, first of all, the most thoughtful of the ancient dragons, the ancient dragon gourine of the ancient dragon, tried to ascertain its identity - it was tragically murdered and its treasures taken.

    Can we forgive this outrage?

    Both eyes of Gourei, similar to the jade, stare down at the sons of men who groan the earth. I don''t run away or fall over. Damn, it''s hard.

    Momentum that could no longer kill him, the pale ancient dragon Gourei roared and exhaled (braces).

    Still, it did not attack the earth indiscriminately because the ancient dragons also had reason and mercy for men...

    It was yet another story whether the side of man would consider it.

    "Yut kun"

    Pale ancient dragon gouray.

    All Alcia said was one word about the appearance of a dragon that she didn''t expect.

    "I''ll protect that dragon."

    Whoever hears it can only be described as disgusting.

    Especially if the pale ancient dragon dancing in heaven hears it, apart from the matter of the yellow ancient dragon gourine, a word that could kill you outrageously.

    But Yut, who gave the answer to Alcia''s inquiry, was calm.

    Yes. Calm down, I was just thinking in Ray Cruz''s shoes.

    To take the jewels of the earth from Yut.

    Destroying the pale ancient dragon Gourei.

    I thought calmly which was easier.

    "Okay."

    "I can take care of you...... hey!

    Exile, who decided that his opponent intended to rely on the protection of the heavenly jewels, dared to distance himself from the Ray Cruz.

    If it''s Valtrude. No, even Alsace or Eldrick, the distance the attack won''t arrive without a raid.

    But that''s Exile''s time there.

    I wave Spike Flail down just to say I don''t mind being defended. There were no problems in the building, but if its shackles were removed, the power would increase somewhat.

    A dozen similarly to the heavenly punishment strikes Ray Cruz.

    "Surrounding the rest of the perimeter, a thunderwind barrier."

    But that won''t arrive this time either.

    Heavenly jewels responded to Wadow Renka''s life, and a clear wind defensive wall with thunder redeployed to protect Ray Cruz from violence together.

    But that''s not the Exile that stops.

    He rambles that if he knocks it down, he will protect the ancient dragon, and every time he gets bounced back, he keeps hitting it, even if his blood runs in recoil.

    All I''m saying is that''s all I can do.

    All I''m saying is that we''ll clean everything up.

    Of course, other than Exile, I''m not trying my hand at all.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    Larsia unleashes a spell along with her fitting words (Test Word) when she replaces it with a three-tied Magic Short Wand.

    Again, though inhibited by wind defensive walls that put together thunderlights, they became visibly smaller.

    There''s no way I''m going to forgive you here.

    Alcia and Kagra are standing by to assist and recover at any time.

    Yut, who confirmed it, moved in full.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    In an attempt to determine the battle at once, Yut activated the Great Spell of the Ninth Staircase.

    The world turns gray, and only Yut acts willingly in the stopped world of time.

    "Differential Blast"

    Familiar with the delayed Fireball. It''s twice as powerful as the Fireball spell on the third staircase. Expand it around the Ray Cruz.

    It''s not just Yut I''m used to.

    The distanced exails are exactly out of range of effects.

    "Elemental Missiles"

    When Yut returned to normal time, Yona activated her psychic powers as if she had been waiting for it.

    Large spears of similar origin to siege weapons gather flames and pierce defensive walls.

    At the same time, four delay-activated "differential explosions" detonated.

    Silent.

    Boom.

    And also, silent.

    Sound, light and impact went wild and explosions of energy that should not be used against individuals dominated the scene. Subraces with evil ministers who raided the territory of the then Earl of Istas.

    The same attack that made it all over the grid.

    I didn''t activate the divine power engraving because I kept it as a trump card, but I don''t even think it will be necessary. I hold my ears to too many shocks and tears, such as kagra.

    But.

    "That''s a drastic thing."

    The smoke blast cleared, and at its centre were Ray Cruz and Wadow Renka.

    Exactly. The defensive walls by the heavenly jewels were foggy - intact.

    There is no wave of magic coming from the jewels. On the contrary, it felt like it was increasing.

    "Tail, it''s growing"

    Jonah''s quiet twinkle echoes the battlefield.

    As usual.

    His face was covered in scales and his wings were also growing wadow lenka, but not even to his tail.

    Nonetheless, within this short time, reptile tails were growing.

    And Wado Renka had accepted it for granted. The wolf''s face is hard to understand, but he hasn''t changed one complexion.

    Alcia and Kagra are the ones whose complexion is changing.

    "What more do I have to pity?"

    More than earlier, a crouched and audible voice.

    From there, I can''t read any emotions.

    "Wado Renka is..."

    "That''s right. Originally, it''s human."

    On his behalf, the swordsman in black responds.

    Wado Lenka is the same person he was and Yut was when he used the power of the treasure to become a Dragon Man (Draconut). No, he said he changed his race.

    "... you''re drunk by flames"

    to the flames of fanaticism.

    As it is, will it pass the dragon man and become a real dragon?

    Who will guarantee Wado Renka''s sanity then?

    To spirituality, not power, Yut feels chills.

    Is there a bottom in the power of the treasure?

    "... it doesn''t make any difference whether it''s there or not."

    Yut smiles invincibly and calls on Ray Cruz.

    "You can surrender, okay?

    "Phew. Give me a word-of-mouth"

    "For me, that''s the easiest part. And don''t worry, I won''t kill you or anything. If you surrender, I''ll throw a round at Jii of Vainamarinen."

    "That''s a wish. From the bottom of my heart."

    Only the moment Vainamarinen''s name came up did Ray Cruz smile uncontrollably.

    "GOOOOOO"

    There, a roar rang as if to boast of his own existence.

    Fold wings on hands and feet and plummet down in a form close to the spindle shape.

    If you don''t chew it up with that jaw, it falls in a straight line to Ray Cruz and Wado Renka on the ground.

    There was no mistake in seeing the Yuts as enemies, but in their actions, Yut looked up to them.

    Or maybe the pale ancient dragon had the ability to break through defensive walls by heavenly jewels. For example, Yut''s perception is a mistake.

    Either way, the situation moves at once.

    "Wado Renka"

    "I understand."

    Ray Cruz flew. Wear a coat (cape) and intercept the pale ancient dragon gouray.

    "Noooo!

    "I won''t let you do it!

    Spike Flail wraps around Ray Cruz''s leg, and The Bullet of Reason pierces him.

    Ray Cruz''s flesh stills as if it was stopped in the air.

    "No! Yes, Divine Power Liberation (Purge)! The Exorcised Ray of Antimagic!

    "Slow"

    In the air, Ray Cruz laughs.

    Laugh wickedly.

    Sprinkle your life.

    Ray Cruz''s flesh disappears at the same time that the Devil''s Sword was thrown in momentum.

    No, flesh is life sipping that thing.

    Follow it and the Exorcism Rays fly that temporarily erase the magic of what you touch.

    The Pale Ancient Dragon Gourei will not stop.

    "Wind, accelerate!

    "Elemental Missile - Enhancer!

    Wadow Lenka waved his armament without regard for us, causing a breeze, and the spear of the source that unleashed that Wadow Lenka pierced Jonah mercilessly.

    Fatal injuries.

    No creature can be pierced in the chest and be fine by a spear the size and thickness of a round too.

    But as if nothing had happened, he rose. There is no scratch on the scaled flesh, leaving only traces of the Elemental Missile on thin armor (Lamellar Armor).

    Life sipping accelerating on the wind - Ray Cruz won''t stop either. Leaving the Exorcised Rays behind, he enters through the mouth of the pale ancient dragon and stabs his spine through his throat.

    This, too, is fatal.

    "Damage Seal Purge"

    But there was Alcia on this occasion.

    Instantly blocks the wounds that Gouray has sustained, while slightly, Kagra also flies a healing spell.

    "We''re leaving!

    I have plenty of room.

    That''s why I''m temporarily withdrawing.

    Yut made a decision.

    Sometimes he wanted to hear from the pale ancient dragon, or he felt the tide had changed. There was also the idea that, conversely, it would be troublesome if the other person chose to flee. If I kick this base out, I''ll have trouble finding you both.

    It shouldn''t have conveyed its intentions that far, but no one disputed them. On the contrary, the most belligerent Albino girl takes the initiative to cooperate.

    "Gather around."

    Jonah gathers her people to her side.

    Yut, who saw it, approached Gouley with the spell "Long Flight (Ower Flight)", which had its duration remaining.

    "Moment Move (Teleport)"

    "Teleportation"

    Yut made a pale ancient dragon. Jonah transferred my people.

    There was no meeting, but with a heart, it emerges right on top of it. The distance traveled in Moment Travel is trivial, but sufficient to engage the pursuit of Ray Cruz and Wadow Renka.

    Thus, the curtain of the outpost fell.

 485 6. Dialogue with dragons (previous)

    "You feel like a blue cave."

    Thanks to Arcia''s efforts, the pale ancient dragon Gourei took his life.

    Invited to its nest hole, the cave, Yut exclaimed his fantastic beauty. If it''s beautiful, I''ve been on my side ever since I moved to the Brewers, but it''s different from this.

    The cave, so vast that the dragon giant can enter and exit, is a natural one that no one has. Every rock skin is a green, deep blue color, glittering and glowing as to whether it emits itself.

    A mystery created by nature.

    This is the sight you deserve to call a fantasy.

    I feel it from the bottom of my heart that I wanted to show it to Akane as well. If you were a childhood friend who lacked fantasy in the fantasy world, you would have been happy.

    "Right. It''s beautiful."

    Beside Yut''s attempt to retrieve his cell phone, at least just by the pictures, Arcia also circles around on the spot to burn fantastic sights in his eyes.

    Previously - over the crimson eyelid - then the sight that could only be felt as a cave.

    Seeing it, Yut has an extremely primitive emotion.

    I don''t have any shards to be thankful for, nor do I want to be proud of.

    Still, it''s good to see Alcia''s eyes.

    I was just simply thinking about that.

    Most of all...

    "But selling... you can''t... It''s a waste of money you can''t make it."

    "Do you want to try it?

    "You''d better take your sights off"

    - That feeling blew up in an instant.

    "You guys..."

    As a leper, Yut covers his eyes with his right hand.

    That reaction included acting, but it was also true that it was out there.

    In a way, Kagra has a tight smile on the usual yurts. Of course, I can''t afford to admire the beauty of the cave.

    In the first place, it''s good to be impressed or touched, but it''s weirder to be distracted by you.

    In the deepest part of the cave, a pile of quail piled treasures.

    On top of that, the pale Ancient Dragon Gourei is seated.

    "Ooh. Well, we can''t help but talk about the beauty of our home"

    From the huge mouth of the dragon, a powerful word was uttered.

    The voice, which could even be described as friendly without animosity, echoed the cave and became a physical pressure to rock the body, but without wonder and discomfort.

    I don''t think it was the same dragon that was showing madly similar anger against Ray Cruz and Wadow Renka. Speaking of which, I was pretty quiet until I got here.

    It''s as if he''s dying and even his possessions have fallen.

    Besides, to Larsia''s disrespect, he decided to close his eyes.

    Maybe he just didn''t hear me, but it was a big dragon.

    "First, let me thank you for saving my life. Thanks."

    With that said, I lowered my head sooner and sooner than this one reacted anything.

    "Thank you for the extra hand."

    "No, that''s this way, isn''t it? Damn, the world is huge."

    Does this mean this is the original pale ancient dragon gouray? If you were human, you could say you were quite a good man.

    However, I can''t really wipe the discomfort considering it''s a word that has far more giant organisms emanating from overhead than home.

    Besides, I had plans. I can feel it even if I''m much appreciated.

    "There were just no new sacrifices, enough. More than that, I''m Heavenly Grass Brave. visitors from different worlds, coming from the western continent."

    "You''re the one with the jewels of the earth."

    Gowley stretches his neck out all the time, bringing his nose tip closer to Yut.

    Kagra almost screamed unexpectedly, but the Arsians were flat. I know there''s no hostility. It is not a mixed situation.

    Yut himself, there is also room for the extent to which he blurts out remembering the deer he encountered on his middle school study trip.

    "Oh. I just want you to think..."

    "Well, that''s fine. You don''t have to force me."

    Away from Yut, a pale ancient dragon with a ringing nose.

    In the meantime, it seemed like a point of reach or something.

    Unlike Yut, he didn''t try to introduce himself or anything - he probably doesn''t even think of it as finely dusty as unknown - and Gourey went on to open his big mouth.

    "But man and the owner of heaven. I can''t do that."

    Unexpectedly, the spirit (aura) changes when the gouray comes together.

    The air vibrates with astonishment just because it exists, and if you''re a normal person, you''re sure to lose your mind just because you''re here.

    "I''m not saying that because they made my countrymen deceased. No, I can''t forget that, but I actually saw and felt it. The darkness is too deep."

    "There seems to be a hidden intention in Wado Renka, but there is no difference in the policy of eliminating"

    "Flat, say it"

    When Gouray says it like it''s out there, the breath of laughter leaks out of its huge mouth.

    Yut tilted his neck wondering if there would have been anything interesting.

    "People, heaven, black swords, I guess."

    "Oh......"

    That''s what I meant, I''m good at it.

    Yut looks back and gazes at his colleagues who are entrusting him with the negotiations.

    And then I turned to Gowray again and said:

    "My people, too, are unusual."

    "Huh. Ha ha! Well, that''s not normal!

    Oh, laugh.

    A roar like no other to describe it that way echoes in the blue cave.

    Instead of air, it vibrates to rock skin, and if you''re a normal person, you could pass out just because you got this.

    "We were just a little powerful dragons. Maybe I''ve been on track since I was admired in company with him."

    I guess that means dragon emperor.

    Huang Ancient Dragon Gourine, Red Ancient Dragon Gouhou, White Ancient Dragon Gougaku, Black Ancient Dragon Gouven. Besides, the pale ancient dragon gouray.

    They did not mean guardian dragons who lived anciently in Li Kutua, they merely cooperated in the reunification of Li Kutua as friends of the Dragon Emperor.

    To the truth of the legend, Kagra lost her word.

    No, I couldn''t pinch my mouth or anything originally, but I''m completely out of my mind.

    "That''s..."

    It means something different to Kagra, but Yut was also shocked.

    Until now, I''ve never realized such an easy thing about myself.

    "Wasn''t the Dragon Emperor established as a system... That''s right. There''s so much fighting going on."

    "Yut, what do you mean, a system?

    "That''s right. What do you mean?"

    Larsia from the bottom. Asked by Gouley from above, Yut sums up his thoughts in advance.

    "Son of the King...... Prince Becomes King, System of Throne Succession. You know this, don''t you?

    "Oh, of course you do. It''s a legal matter, isn''t it? Don''t be silly, it''s not Val!

    "Well, anyway there. Whether the prince has the qualities of king. I mean, it doesn''t matter about talent. Independently of the prince himself, if he takes the route, he becomes king. This is the inheritance of the institutionalized throne."

    "If talent is irrelevant is the same thing as institutionalization..."

    "Yes."

    Yut nods to Alcia, who realizes where he''s going to say it.

    "The throne of the dragon emperor who has the jewels in his hands and must obtain the approval of the ancient dragon. This depends only on the qualities of the individual. That''s not all bad..."

    Become the successor to the Dragon Emperor.

    I thought of it in the same way as the normal system of succession to the throne, so no successor has ever been born. Even if he was born, after that death, it would be a repeat of the same thing again.

    I don''t have time to name a nation that splits and collapses after the death of an overly capable hero.

    "You mean you kept following the fantasy of the Dragon Emperor and Wado Renka was born at its end"

    Maybe Wado Renka''s sincerity is also relevant around here.

    "No, but then Ray Cruz is cooperating for a reason..."

    "Uh-huh. That wasn''t a big deal."

    "Oh. I don''t know, but even I can tell the dragon missed the conversation."

    "Right."

    "The old man of Exile has increased to two..."

    "Rather, the law of varsity preservation?

    "It''s Valdo."

    Jonah says something strange, and Yut looks at you with half an eye.

    "The law of someone reacting like Val, even without Val"

    "Uh. Yeah. No more."

    I kind of get it... but I don''t think you should.

    As husband.

    "Yut, why don''t you ask me more about the treasure than that?

    "... well. Right."

    I don''t think we were talking in vain, but as things stand, we will certainly not contribute to solving the problem. Apart from the story if it is also Vainamarinen, it is also Yut himself who stopped the intervention.

    The question is, how do you stop Ray Cruz, who killed Wado Renka and the Ancient Dragon in one hand with a man and a heavenly treasure?

    Fighting from the front doesn''t mean you lose...... but failing is not acceptable in case. So any information would just be appreciated.

    "A jewel."

    The pale ancient dragon Gourei says from above the earth.

    "Yeah, I keep the jewels of the earth, but I only use them for manipulating the earth."

    I say the jewels of the land taken out of my nostalgia, with them on my palms.

    Change to soil suitable for paddy fields.

    Create massive ground breaks to bury insects (Insectians) alive.

    Build a tunnel by smashing through the mountains.

    ... Looking back, I was only thinking of the immediate benefits.

    I feel so sorry for you.

    But reflection is later.

    "And then you can have an occasional conversation with the dragon emperor''s residual ideas"

    "What?

    At the same time as the pale ancient dragon gives a surprise voice, it moves in and approaches. Yut could not react, and the tip of Gourei''s nose touched the earth''s jewels as it was.

    At that moment, flashes flood from the jewels.

    "Ha ha."

    Suddenly, Kagra screamed adorably, not that that''s why, but the flash became a lump and struck the dragon man witch.

    "Mr. Kagra!

    The voice of Yut''s agitation.

    But Kagra doesn''t even try to look at you.

    The gaze is poured on the pale ancient dragon over his head, with an invincible grin.

    "Hey, Gowray. Long time no see."

    With the voice of Kagra from Kagra''s mouth, the dragon emperor narrated Kugaku.

 486 7. Dialogue with dragons (after)

    "Huzzah! Really, is it Huzzah!

    "Precisely the rest of the cunt."

    "Stop!"

    The dragon emperor - Yut stopped the pale ancient dragon (Elder Dragon) from attacking Kagra in a nutshell.

    "Ooh. Sorry..."

    "Well, it would have been okay, actually."

    Yut glimpses behind his back as he exchanges words with Gouley.

    As I thought, Exile was about to get out in front of Kagra and become a wall. That rock giant (Jarloot) would have stopped the ancient dragon''s advance as well. Instead, we have to worry about overdoing it.

    "I mean, it was named Huza."

    "Well, it''s been too long since I forgot. Damn, you''re becoming the ingredient for juniors to mess with, dude."

    Dragon Emperor Huza talking in Kagra''s body.

    Of course, I''m not used to it, but I can understand the situation that the residual idea of the dragon emperor coming out of the earth''s jewels borrows Kagra''s body.

    "You''re lucky to have had your place ready for a long time with the spirits of Gouley."

    "Everywhere, he said, he didn''t come out whenever he wanted."

    Perhaps this situation must have been unexpected for the Dragon Emperor himself, although it is a residual thought.

    The only thing I would have foreseen would be the dragon god Bahamut, who led Kagra to the land.

    "Oh, junior. Don''t worry about it. I''m just borrowing a witch''s body. I''ll iron it back when I''m done."

    "There''s an iron, too."

    It may be just a matter of translation, but it makes me think weird because of the reality of the situation.

    "Gowray seems better than anything."

    "Ouch. I was dying earlier."

    Gahahahahahaha and the pale ancient dragon laughs luxuriously. Jonah looks at the loud voice and the tremor, but she doesn''t stop.

    "You annoyed everyone after I died. Sorry."

    "I don''t have a choice. I die more than I live. Even Gourine did."

    The dragon emperor and the ancient dragon reunited beyond a distant time, albeit in an odd way.

    As if the dog were sweet, Gouray pushes his nose tip against Kagra''s flesh. The dragon emperor takes it and smiles uncontrollably and strokes his nose from his giant upper jaw.

    "This is a good story...... is that okay?

    "Except for Mr. Kagra''s condition... I guess"

    "I don''t think you should worry about that."

    Between Larsia and Yut, who whisper, Arsia breaks in.

    Nothing, I don''t feel jealous. Different gods serve, but I know how it feels to be Kagra as the same priest (Priest). So I just thought it was my job to explain. I have no other intention.

    "I guess the Dragon Emperor, though different from God, is no less heroic than that. Then let the soul descend upon us. You must be surprised, but you don''t hate it."

    That, of course, presupposes that Kagra regains consciousness safely.

    But Yut wasn''t worried about that.

    The basis was the faint thing of trust in the dragon emperor...... watching him play like a child with the pale ancient dragon gouray makes it seem silly to suspect too.

    Besides, there is no way that God would inadvertently drive his own followers into danger.

    Not because I felt that gaze, but the dragon emperor, stroking the nose tip of Pompung and Gourei, turned to Yut.

    "Well, unfortunately, it''s not a long time to be here. Let me tell you something."

    "I know Wado Renka can use people''s jewels. But what makes you so comfortable using even heavenly jewels?

    "Wouldn''t it be nice to have a direct court? That''s right, you''re a junior."

    Hyuza, the dragon emperor, laughs niggardly in Kagra''s face.

    If Kagra was Kagra, that''s a look I would never do.

    "You said it first, didn''t you? The more you use it, the more you become familiar with your soul."

    "Oh. You''re talking about being a dragon man at the end, aren''t you?

    Yut answered honestly to the dragon emperor with a look like he had eaten a person. It''s better not to answer poorly, but the story goes smoothly. Yut was well acquainted with his experience with Larsia.

    "You know, when you get used to any one of the jewels..."

    "... and?

    "Other jewels can be absorbed and assimilated"

    "Combine."

    "Well, in brief, that''s what happened"

    It''s easy for me to say, but it''s critical information.

    I don''t know if effective measures could have been taken because I knew it beforehand, but nevertheless, I''m not aware of it without knowing it.

    "I mean, isn''t that a flaw, that?

    If recognized by one administrator, the rest can be recovered by forceful means.

    I wouldn''t say this doesn''t make sense, but wouldn''t the way out be too wide?

    "Earlier, I would have said it myself. Dragon Emperor is a flawed system. Well, I didn''t mean for anyone to inherit..."

    Dragon Emperor sees far away in Kagra''s body.

    I guess there are things in the post-mortem conflict that you can''t do, including things you couldn''t prevent.

    Know that carelessness, the pale ancient dragon Gourei takes over the explanation.

    "The jewels of heaven, the jewels of earth, the jewels of men. These were originally the jewels of a single treasure (artifact) celestial. I''m just trying to get back to the original shape. It''s obvious."

    "... that''s what happened. It''s no good not having an owner in heavenly jewels."

    Manipulating people''s hearts with people''s jewels also had the motive to connect more deeply with the jewels. Now, the secret to that unusual manipulation of hearts and minds. You can tell me one end of it turns out.

    Yut glances at his lips with his fingers at the thought.

    "Sure, the Dragon Emperor turned out to be a real dragon in the end."

    "Oh. But that was a failure. I guess that''s why I left me before that happened to the jewels."

    Flesh and spirit interact.

    Once flesh is far from man, politics for man cannot be done.

    That may have been the cause of the debacle I visited Li Kutua.

    "I mean, if you suck, you''re going to work with Wado Renka, who became a dragon..."

    Keeping it to myself, the imagination was difficult to describe as a delightful future forecast map.

    Should I say it unintentionally or naturally? There was no judgment on Yut either, but I get a serious look at Jonah''s face.

    "Hmm?"

    "No, because you''re going to be a dragon opponent, but you''re flat"

    To Yut, who seems strange, Jonah returns with her usual faceless expression.

    "I''m not killing you because you''re a dragon. If I''m going to kill you, I will. I''ll kill you. I don''t care who they are."

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    "Carefully. When you leave, educate carefully"

    Alcia said it would be tough if it had a negative impact on Val''s kid. But many times I shake my head.

    "Well, good luck"

    Larsia also thumps around Yut''s waist to encourage him.

    Anyway, I can''t reach my shoulders.

    "Oh, haha. My junior year, that''s hilarious!

    "I''d like to be normal."

    Yut is blurry with his head on, but soon stands back to the point.

    Pulling on this topic, it was - unwillingly - obvious that the accusations against me would be raised.

    "In the meantime, as it doesn''t change to defeat Wado Renka..."

    The worry that remains is the trend of Ray Cruz.

    Let me get this straight, it''s about the ancient dragons.

    "Wado Renka and Ray Cruz. You should hit these two with a few elite"

    "Don''t be so clear, dude. Gowrey, they say you''re holding your feet together."

    My former best friend, the dragon emperor Huza, teases me, and the pale ancient dragon turns away.

    Yut laughed at the human-like reaction. Larsia laughed reluctantly.

    "Well, it''s useless to say anything after you show that ugliness. I don''t know what else to do. I feel sorry for you, but I''m pulling in."

    That''s good, the pale ancient dragon gouray stares at Yut from a high position.

    "Instead, we''ll handle it responsibly."

    "Gowray, you don''t have to be so careful. It''s a jewel of the earth. It''s a lot to do."

    "... by giving back"

    To the words of the Dragon Emperor, Yut also rode. In fact, we were just talking about each other.

    "I''m sorry about that. In the meantime, tell the others not to run ahead of me."

    "That helps"

    I wouldn''t even call it foot clumping, but there are definitely few uncertain elements.

    With more time to prepare, it would be difficult to coordinate with the dragons, although we might have been able to put up a joint front, including the other ancient dragons.

    "Oh, yeah. The jewels of the land I keep. Is there any danger that this will be absorbed by Wado Renka?

    "That guy''s gonna be okay. Pretty familiar with juniors."

    "Pretty much..."

    Anxiety will remain when we think about the future, but now we just have to be good.

    "Yut, it''s okay. If it doesn''t add up to them, we''ll see what we can do."

    "So-so."

    "Do it"

    "I don''t mind sending them salt."

    To such a yuut, the companions speak in unison.

    Somewhat, there was no uneasy statement, but Yut got his smile back.

    And again I tried to inquire into the residual thought of the dragon emperor in Kagra''s body......

    "Hmm? Oh...... Right...... All right, man."

    For some reason, he was staring into the void and speaking to himself.

    "Oh, I''m sorry. Time''s running out. This is the end of the day."

    "... Really?"

    Not only will I be unable to speak through Kagra''s body. The thought that was in the treasure also disappears.

    The legend of the Dragon Emperor will continue to be told in Li Kutua, but an individual named Huuza will be completely extinguished.

    "You don''t look like that. I''m a human being who''s been gone hundreds of years."

    "Huuza......"

    "Gowray, too, do it with a master. I was worried about Gourine."

    "Damn, he''s too much of a caretaker...... gorin ''!?"

    "Bye, goodbye"

    Huuza doesn''t answer, with Kagra''s face, Kagra smiles like he ate someone he would never.

    "At the end, what?"

    "Kuku. Juniors are good, dude. I think I left a shard of Gowlin''s soul. I just talked to him."

    Dragon Emperor begins to explain happily from the bottom of his heart.

    The flesh of the cagra is wrapped in a golden light.

    "To this witch lady, she will die leaving only me and Gourine behind."

    "Hey, what''s going on?"

    "I told you I''d put an iron on it and give it back"

    Ni and I just raise the corner of our mouth and laugh.

    At the next moment, I wondered if the light surrounding Kagra had contracted, and I could play it all at once.

    Yellow spirits dye the blue cave and take away vision.

    Nevertheless, Yut managed to hug him on the verge of falling as he rushed to Kagra. There''s breathing, there doesn''t seem to be a problem.

    "I don''t need that kind of narrative trick!

    Yut screams, but there is no answer.

    Naturally. No more residual thoughts left. Because it disappeared completely.

    But Yut thought of the face of Huza, the dragon emperor who laughed at the garlic, as plausible.

 487 8. Weird

    "I don''t need that kind of narrative trick!

    The dragon emperor''s consciousness disappears, and Yut shouts in a whimsical manner at eight hits.

    At that time, Kagra was in Yut''s arms when he realized...

    Yut helped me where I was about to fall. It is force majeure that keeps itself in Yut.

    At first glance, that seems right.

    But the truth is, how many falsehoods were there?

    First of all, Kagra wasn''t losing her mind. From hosting the consciousness of the dragon emperor out of the earth''s jewels to welcoming the remnants of the soul of the ancient dragon (Elder Dragon) Gourine of Huang. I mean, all the way from start to finish, I had lost my physical initiative, but I knew what was happening.

    Of course, not everything was understood or convinced.

    In addition, it is a shocking experience and also an unspoken emotion.

    But it wasn''t enough to pass out.

    For this reason, Kagra is still conscious.

    He''s conscious, but he''s being held by Yut.

    If you shouldn''t, reason whispers.

    I followed it and tried to leave.

    But the flesh betrayed the spirit.

    In sight, a white robe that indicates that you are a good sorcerer (wizard). Through it, Yut''s body temperature is transmitted. I''ve never felt his presence so close.

    Feeling that feeling on his cheek, Kagra''s heart was striking an early bell against the will of its owner.

    Far away in the land are Valtrude and Acorn.

    Even though there is alusia here and it is still being seen.

    I find it hard to leave.

    All the time, I want to stay like this.

    I could honestly accept that feeling, which I could never honestly admit before, somehow.

    But it has to end now.

    Kagra rallies the power of will and leaves Yut''s arms. As a matter of fact, it could not be said that Kagra had been held by Yut for a long time.

    You didn''t recover in that amount of time, Kagra steps on a dance (if any).

    Still manage to stay and stare at Yut.

    Because I have something to tell you.

    "Mr. Kagra, it''s better not to move suddenly"

    "It''s okay."

    One hand took control of Yut trying to rush over again, and Kagra smiled.

    Have a healthy, pathetic smile.

    "Your Majesty, I have a message for Master Yut."

    "Message?"

    "Yes. ''I''ll take care of it all, do what you want,'' he said."

    "Irresponsible"

    Whatever you leave to me, only the Yuts have the strength to clean things up.

    Even if I get tattooed, isn''t it with me to do it?

    But there was more to it.

    "Junior...... If Master Yut tells you you''re irresponsible, ''You just did what the Dragon Emperor told you to do,'' cause you can blame me me for it all."

    "... not at all"

    To the dragon emperor''s will, Yut lost his word.

    I wasn''t so deeply involved. I exchanged words, too, enough to count.

    But I don''t know where they liked it, but it was in person for me. I didn''t try to push my hopes, I was cared for. I could have been helped.

    And now I realize.

    Such dragon emperors are no longer allowed to meet or talk.

    Natural facts.

    relationship to such an extent that I didn''t realize it.

    Despite this, Yut''s expression turns into a crying laugh.

    Such a reaction is illogical. Yet I am at Setouchi where my emotions can be controlled or flooded.

    "No, Yut. They took one of these."

    In that situation, Larsia encouraged Yuut to tease her.

    "As ordered, in Yut''s way, we need to work it out exactly"

    However, from a remote location.

    Besides, all I''m saying is I''m sorry to interrupt being alone with Kagra. At least, you should expect Yut to think so.

    So, Yut''s spirit serves a reboot.

    It''s in the form of a follow up, but it can''t even be honest with you.

    "I''ll do that. By the way, why are you turning me away? You''re too far away."

    "No, isn''t this how we distance ourselves?

    "Speaking of which, you do"

    "It doesn''t change the distance between the two of us."

    Alcia put it together beautifully.

    "Uh."

    "Huh?"

    I look sincerely disgusted.

    It''s time for you two.

    "Ha ha. You guys are really funny. It''s got to be damp."

    Gowray, who should have the deepest sorrow, laughs at the momentum that''s about to blow if it''s about Jonah. A laugh echoed close to the noise in the blue cave, and its jonah looked uncomfortable, although it would not really be blown away.

    But I don''t see how I noticed the pale ancient dragon.

    It''s hard to read Dragon''s emotions from his expression, but he seemed to be having a heartfelt pleasure.

    "... I''m not doing this on purpose"

    "Oh, my goodness. That''s why it''s good."

    It gets airily affirmed, deepening Yut''s perplexity.

    But I reckon it''s not a bad thing.

    There''s no way that the dragon emperor would want you to send him out.

    Besides, there were other things to check.

    "By the way, witch lady. What the hell was that about?

    "I''m curious there. Blow the fire?

    "You may be able to blow..."

    The girl of the pale ancient dragon and albino forces me, and the cagra lags behind.

    It''s one head and one person who doesn''t change in the sense of danger. That would be natural, too.

    "Ah. Here. Don''t get stuffed. Nor does Larsia say, ''If only Yut were imminent''."

    "I didn''t tell you!

    "You were gonna tell me."

    Exile''s pointing out that he was silently watching what happened.

    So there was tremendous persuasion there.

    "Mr. Kagra. Either you don''t have to deal with it, so let me hear it at my own pace?

    Ignore those soothing men, and Arcia speaks gently.

    Kagra gave a relieved look at the response, summed up her thoughts and then reluctantly opened her mouth.

    "Borrowing the power of dragons¡­ seems to have been empowered to deal with spirituality (aura)"

    "Spirituality. Specifically?

    A dusty nod to Yut, Kagra goes on to explain.

    "I wonder if Huang''s spirituality gives him resistance to blows, and Red''s spirituality repels fear and improves morale... There are other spirits, though."

    "... may I actually have it used?

    "Yes."

    Kagra meditates and waves her right hand up as if she dances in Kagura as well.

    "Protect the Yellow Dragon."

    In response to that prayer, a golden spirit rose from Kagra''s body.

    It spreads like a wave and covers the yuts.

    "This is unusual."

    Yut walked away from Kagra, looking intriguingly at his golden body.

    The spirits disappear about 20 meters away as everyone''s gaze gathers.

    And also, as I approached Kagra, my spirit covered my whole body.

    "Looks like Mr. Kagra will get some protection if we stay within a certain range."

    "Hmm. The more effective... try it in Larsia"

    "Egg!? Softly! Softly, like a waiter in a expensive restaurant! And Jonah''s staying!

    As a result, it was found that the more a halfway attack, the more powerful the spirit would be to attenuate completely.

    "Looks like you could kill someone instantly."

    "Yeah. Wouldn''t that be nice?

    "Right. Just being there means being big."

    Exile and Larsia mouth the experimental results and stare at Yut from the top and bottom.

    And Kagra from the front.

    "Master Yut. Together, can you take me?

    "If only Mr. Kagra could, of course"

    Kagra was relieved by Yut''s answer.

    "... good, it is"

    - Now I really, really collapsed on the spot.

    "How''s it going...... is it no use anymore"

    Mazaki, capital of Wado country.

    The center was destroyed by an outpost with the Yuts. So Ray Cruz was looking up at a dark mass.

    It doesn''t even go as far as shooting heaven - but there will be 10 meters of chunks.

    If you have gazed and observed, you will notice that its surface drifts like a surface of water, with an incredible pattern loose.

    Clear your ears, you''ll hear something like a creepy, uncomfortable breathing noise.

    It was an organism. At least not at the end of it all. What will happen next? Even Ray Cruz, I don''t know.

    So maybe we should have called it cocoons and eggs, not just chunks, to be exact. Neither Ray Cruz nor Wadow Renka were impressed with such a definition, though.

    "Still, it''s ironic"

    The swordsman in black had a literally cynical smile that raised only the edge of his mouth, stroking a lump of darkness.

    In this city, there is only one creature left.

    The inhabitants of the city used man''s jewels to evict them all. Ray Cruz is no longer just in the shape of a person.

    Only a mass of darkness is a creature.

    I don''t feel sorry for that. Rather, I even feel close to comedy.

    "Now, what will come of fulfilling"

    As a matter of fact, Ray Cruz''s purpose has already been achieved.

    Thinking only to meet Szigil again, I didn''t need to be here anymore.

    "Until the end, I''ll show you."

    Well, it''s not like you''re supposed to be here.

    There''s a generation of big plays ahead of us.

    Which will be the star of the last play? That''s about it, you should see.

 488 9. The night before, and

    Night...... I''m in a hard place to tell if it is, but night.

    Kagra was walking down a stone corridor.

    In order to be fully prepared, the rematch between Wado Renka and Ray Cruz was decided the next morning.

    Now, time to cultivate your English chi in preparation for tomorrow.

    For this purpose, he rented the dwelling of the pale ancient dragon Gouley and used the Invisible Mansion (Clinelle) to set up the inn for the day.

    Of course, I haven''t forgotten the test of "Dragon''s Powerblow" given to the soul of Dragon Emperor and Huang''s ancient dragon gowlin. Jonah is already in the dream world, but the performance checks have been completed accompanied by Exile and Larsia.

    What can and cannot be done? Grasping it, Kagra was about to visit Yut''s room with a sense of accomplishment and tension at the same time.

    Really, I don''t think the inside of The Invisible Mansion was created with a spell.

    The luxury can be seen just by looking at the foot.

    The carpet laid in the hallway has long, soft hairy feet and a good foot feel. I''m still unfamiliar with wool rugs, but I can tell just by looking at the intricate texts that it''s a luxury item.

    Even now, I was driven by the urge to walk beside an unlayed hallway, not on this carpet.

    Still, I dare you to go in the middle to squeeze courage.

    I don''t think I can move on because I seem to be cowering about the carpet.

    I can''t convey the thoughts I have in my chest.

    I was taught - rather than everyone''s - Yut''s room number is "001".

    Continue down the hallway with a comfortable foothold and stand in front of that room.

    I closed my eyes and repeated my deep breath several times.

    It stills the mind just as it does when it prays to God, creating a spirit as clear as a mirror.

    Stay put for a few minutes.

    I never opened my eyelids to my will, and Kagra knocked on the door.

    "Master Yut. I need to talk to you."

    The voice is neither nodding nor trembling.

    Nervous, thirsty throat, good as my heart is barking.

    Kagra laughs bitterly in her heart at herself doing the analysis that way.

    Can you afford it, or are you just running away from reality?

    In the meantime, although it''s not a clear mirror stop, it''s definitely calm.

    There is no response from the room, but there are signs of approaching.

    Kagra only takes another deep breath and waits for the door to open.

    Less than a minute later, the door opened from the inside.

    "Oh?"

    But it wasn''t Yut who showed his face.

    I might have been able to insist it was Amaxa, even if it wasn''t Yut, referring to Alcia with an unexpected look on her face.

    But it''s no consolation whatsoever to Kagra, whose tongue and thoughts have frozen in an instant.

    Not clear water stop, but calm down? Was it really about me?

    "Um... Oh, I did, and I''m sorry!

    Why didn''t you think of this happening?

    Have you found your part and gone up?

    With a little attention, I should have known this would happen.

    These two are a couple.

    "Take your time!

    "Mr. Kagra, because you absolutely misunderstand! Before Larsia finds you, come in!

    Since when, have you been in front of me?

    Let''s say something we don''t understand and walk away, no, Yut pulled Kagra''s arm trying to run away.

    Failing that, Kagra is brought indoors.

    Getting inside the room.

    In itself, it was supposed to be what it wanted.

    Nonetheless, Kagra is now approaching the confusion through agitation.

    "Here''s the thing, before the battle...... yes. Because I''ve heard of it from no one. Yeah, I''m fine."

    "I have... Mr. Kagra, please, calm down."

    "Go ahead, water."

    Forced to push a glass glass glass cup - and this, too, is super fancy - driven by momentum and drinks it up all at once.

    It was a delicious water with a cold, refreshing citrus flavor.

    "Ugh..."

    "Hey, I was scouting Wadow Lenka, setting up an operation for tomorrow."

    In anticipation of Kagra settling down, Yut explains the situation.

    For tomorrow''s battle, you must decide what spell to grant in advance the day before.

    Reconnaissance is also important.

    When the Great Mage (Arch Mage) stepped aside, a giant figure was placed on the wall. Thousands of yen if you buy it on Earth, but when you try to get it on this Brewers, the unit turns into gold coin.

    Most of all, the monetary surprise was overwritten by what was pictured there.

    "What is this..."

    Despite the mirror, its surface does not reflect what is going on indoors.

    Shown on the mirror were creepy dark chunks.

    "I guess Wado Renka. If you specify Wadow Lenka in the" Remote Site "spell, this will come out."

    Answer me for not being confident, but Yut would say you wouldn''t know if you didn''t. I don''t doubt it, but it just seemed like he was resistant to admitting it.

    "Does that mean the price of using too many jewels?

    Rather than being completely calm......, Kagra asks that the excitement of earlier has been replaced by something else.

    Despite gaining the new ability to ''breathe the dragon''. No, that''s why. I can understand how horrible that is.

    My intuition as a witch was also screaming that that was a bad thing.

    "Well, I suppose that''s probably what..."

    It''s rare for yut and has a bad tooth cut.

    While recommending the couch to Kagra and Arcia, only Yut circles around the perimeter of the room without sitting.

    This "Invisible Mansion" room had become what everything would call a suite by Earth''s standards. The room in the living room is quite large.

    Until I turned that around, Yut stayed in mind.

    "If that happens with the use of jewellery, it would be a ritual (initiative) to become dragon emperor."

    "Is that what you''re trying to say is strange to be so disastrous?

    "Yeah. Well, I know there''s no inheritance or good or evil in a system called Dragon Emperor, so I guess it depends on your personal qualities..."

    "You don''t think Wadow Lenka is completely evil, Yuto."

    "That was easier."

    While we were talking, I didn''t even seem to know what was bothering me anymore.

    Yut raised his hands and surrendered, sitting next to Arsia.

    "So, Mr. Kagra. What''s the story?

    "Talk...?

    Yuut and Kagra sitting on the couch and across the table.

    The Great Sorcerer and the Dragon Witch, it is time to put a question mark over their heads.

    "Ah."

    Should I say for granted, it was Kagra who took down the question mark first.

    At the same time, it stains bright red with shame up to the noose on the cheek, causing her eyes to wander with suspicion of behavior.

    Alcia lifted her hips off the couch when she sensed the contents in the motion.

    "I think I should go back to my room."

    "No, please stay"

    Pushed by the momentum of Kagra as if to plead, Arcia returned to the couch.

    However, I alternate between Kagra and Yut''s face in a way I''m not entirely convinced. Unfortunately, no question mark had been taken from Yut''s head.

    "That''s Yut..."

    "Huh?"

    "I''m afraid for the story I told you from my brother, could you say no to the matter of marrying me?

    Badly between them, the dialogue overlapped.

    He said he emitted with a great deal of determination, but he doesn''t look bad.

    But only one good thing happened.

    "Uh..."

    At that moment, it was bewildering to float to Yut.

    It is not a relief. I doubted it.

    Kagra takes pleasure in that. Even if you know it''s careless.

    "Well, if you don''t like Mr. Kagra, of course that''s fine..."

    "Yut, let''s stop deciding and listen to Mr. Kagra, shall we?

    Because the starting point for thinking is different, there is a confusion about Yut and Kagra''s perception.

    I guess I felt that. Yut shut his mouth and sank himself on the couch.

    And stare at Kagra from the front.

    "It''s not that I don''t like it. Never."

    Taking that gaze, Kagra answered in a slightly painful manner.

    "I just didn''t feel qualified. He said he didn''t understand Yut."

    The question is not whether or not there is power, but the likelihood of the mind, Kagra says.

    "I was heartily surprised by the miracle shortly after I moved here, but more importantly, the size of the vessel that neither boasts of it nor drowns in power. I knew it was important."

    I guess I''m going to be the fourth one to do that.

    Even if it didn''t go far enough, he realized that he had the power to help.

    "So you didn''t think Yut deserved it"

    "Of course, I know a hundred things that Yut doesn''t think of..."

    Still, I''m here to confess that I''m dishonest just waiting for nothing from here.

    "... In fact, Valtrude told me to take Mr. Kagra seriously, and, well, after that, there was a lot going on and I was just postponing it."

    Yut, who was listening in silence, accidentally opened his mouth.

    "In the meantime, neither I nor we are that big..."

    That''s hard, Yut cheeks.

    The trick was age-appropriate and Kagra smiled unexpectedly.

    "First of all, let''s just say I''m talking about Mr. Kagra."

    "Okay."

    Alcia slapped her hand and stopped talking.

    My gaze pierces me not only from the yut of the day, but also from the cagra.

    "The truth is, Mr. Acorn should say these things..."

    But Arcia spins her words, ignoring her condemned gaze and other things.

    "First of all, the premise is that we both think too deeply."

    In the first half, with Yut''s words, Arcia decided to teach them both.

    Yes. If it''s a sermon, it''s my specialty.

    "Yut thinks when you marry someone, you have to love them as much as Valtrude, right?

    "It would be,"

    Marriage is supposed to be one-on-one.

    But I can''t do that to Yut right now.

    If so, I can''t apologize if I don''t love you the most. Conversely, I can''t get married or anything without someone I can love that much.

    "Is that, uh, me too? Though Mr. Acorn thinks he''s happy... it''s heavy."

    "Oh, heavy...?

    "And then, Mr. Kagra?

    "Yes!

    What will they say, a dragon witch stretching her spine with the impetus she''s about to jump?

    So much so that Yut is sinking. It would also be natural to set yourself up.

    "Wouldn''t you be a little overwhelmed, too? I know how you feel about Yut, but then you''re gonna miss the essence."

    The honorable ones are honorable.

    That''s for sure. I''m not going to deny it.

    But the gods that Alcia dealt with were not all that existed either.

    "I think it would be better to take it a little easier."

    "No, but you want to be my daughter-in-law because you don''t like me as much as Val, and the treatment will be equivalent to that, but if that''s okay with you, it''s politically convenient. That doesn''t make sense, does it?

    "Is that normal...?

    "Huh?"

    "Huh?"

    Yut and Kagra stare at each other in the luxurious living room created by the theoretical spell of the seventh staircase.

    "Oh well. Did you want to..."

    Betting on the future of Li Kutua, the night before deciding between Wado Renka and the female male.

    Yut had heard his own common sense make noises and collapse away.

 489 10. Dragons Resurrect (Previous)

    "Yut, don''t you look pale?

    "Oh......"

    "Not asleep?

    "Well, I guess that''s the place..."

    Day of the showdown. The Yuts were gathered in the halls of the Invisible Mansion (Krinel) for breakfast.

    It''s going to be said to be long, but the meal created by the Feast Divine Feast spell boosts morale, increases endurance, and also provides resistance to poison and disease.

    This "breakfast" was an indispensable ritual for the adventures of the Yuts.

    "Heh. Only Yut is sleepless, and the Arsians are fine"

    Next to the rock giant (Jarloot) who quietly carries the trout muniel - the fifth plate - into his mouth, the meadow race (Magner) laughs downright.

    More important than a meal, the moment I tried to make fun of Yut.

    "Larsia."

    The Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch) calls his name.

    I just called my name.

    Nevertheless, he shrugged his neck as if he had even been bathed in cold water and returned solemnly to his meal.

    Even Larsia, who likes flirting and light-hearted floats walking in her clothes, has no life to spare.

    "Um... Dear Yut... I''m sorry"

    "No, well, that''s my fault or the problem I have to solve..."

    Yut forced himself to make a smile when he said something he didn''t understand that made sense to Kagra, who bowed his head.

    And chew a thousand pieces of white, soft bread. Funny, Jonah imitated it.

    "I didn''t come to a conclusion, but I got a fold, so it''s okay."

    "Well, that''s it."

    Larsia, who was returning to her meal for good, opens her mouth without punishment.

    "Today, it''s probably just as good as sleepless and violent."

    "... then what happens to Jonah, who sleeps plenty"

    Not even vicious, but a tough sharp glance at Larsia, Yuut.

    But compared to Alcia, there''s nothing to it. There was no way this meadow race could have moved.

    "But if it''s enough sleep...?

    "Stay up late and be strictly forbidden"

    "Hmm?"

    Jonah incapacitated one of the troops the moment she woke up in Li Kutua, tilting her neck adorably with breakfast stuffed in her cheek.

    "That''s why I''m going"

    "Oh...... But before you do, do you want to follow him?

    The yurts finished breakfast and put on a support spell and were ready.

    The last time I tried to go to the showdown in solidarity with the pale Ancient Dragon (Elder Dragon) Gouley, I was stopped by serious circumstances.

    "Maybe that bastard used a subspecies of" The Dragon''s Secret "

    "" The Dragon''s Secret "? subspecies?"

    "Oh, we''re not just collecting gold and silver treasures because of hobbies, dating and drunkenness."

    "... Huh?

    Yut, for a moment, wondered if he had stood up.

    In fact, when I realized it, my standing position was one step forward. Perhaps, no, they definitely fluttered.

    Not so long ago, it was shocking.

    "Really no?

    "He''s surprised."

    "No way, is that possible?

    Alcia and others are about to lose their peace.

    But you can''t exaggerate that reaction either.

    It''s instinct for a dragon to collect treasures.

    Because that was the common sense of the world without question.

    "... I know exactly what you guys think, but I''m gonna put it aside now."

    As troubling as it sounds - somehow, emotional expression is becoming understandable - Gowray, who says, opens its big mouth again.

    "This treasure becomes a catalyst called in the spell of science. The secret to our rebirth into a higher spiritual existence just before death."

    "I see... I see. Right, right. I had no idea..."

    In typical terms, 25,000 gold coins. Would the Great Petition (Unlimited) catalyze diamonds equivalent to 200 million yen when converted into Japanese yen?

    Conversely, even the Great Petition is only about 25,000 gold coins. Secrets that catalyze the treasures of dragons that have long been viewed. It''s about understanding the depth of it.

    "Even so, you can''t always succeed. The one who failed, flying carelessly to the graveyard where the rest of his countrymen sleep. Dream of a day when you can be high ranking with their souls."

    It was the moment when one end of the world''s secret was revealed.

    Even the Great Sage Vainamarinen, know it or not.

    "I''m also concerned about the high order spiritual existence. I''m terribly curious, but if you use this secret technique, you''ll die materially, won''t you?

    "Oh. So it''s a subspecies. No, the ritual itself to become dragon emperor is a subspecies."

    The pale ancient dragon wields his neck in irritation as he swerves.

    "I mean that one. I don''t know if it was deliberate, but I''m guessing they use magic devices (magic items) of poor nature as catalysts."

    "You think that also affects the reborn Wadow Renka?

    "That''s what happened. It will be a powerful dragon. More than us."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Ah. It''s no use trying to destroy it first. There''s some kind of spell over there, too. with it."

    I am not discouraged. But when he''s given an unintentional preface, Yut grabs his mouth.

    Nevertheless, that''s also for a moment.

    I bow my head to advice and speak of my determination.

    "It doesn''t change what I do, but I''ll let you do it discreetly"

    The stage of gathering information and the time for discussion is over.

    Be vigilant.

    But the policy of defeating it remains unchanged.

    "... at all. Do what you can to keep me from coming!

    The Yuts moved on to the battlefield, signaling the outpouring of a dragon growl that was more self-abandoning than flashing.

    "I''ve been waiting for you."

    There''s a lot of things going on over here.

    The spells of Moment (Teleport) have led to the appearance of the Yuuts in Mazaki, home of Wado Renka. The spell of "Flight" had freed him from the shackles of gravity.

    Confront Ray Cruz with his jacket (cape) over the wind.

    Something like 10 meters between him and me?

    Too far to exchange words, but a moderate distance to battle.

    Against the backdrop of the lump of darkness on earth - Wadow Lenka - good and evil face each other.

    "But you''re on time, aren''t you?

    "No, it''s on schedule"

    I''ve been waiting for that word - not that I know, but a mass of darkness sounds.

    That''s a production voice.

    of the new dragon emperor. At the same time, of a new era. It was the birth of the next order, ending in the ancient world.

    Cracks run on dark eggs, and black dragons try to crawl out more than pitch black from the inside.

    But it''s not a yuut to honestly wait for it.

    "Mr. Kagra!

    "Yes, protect the Yellow Dragon!

    In the protection of the Red Dragon, it overlaps with the effect of the Feast. As per the prior meeting, Kagra radiates the protection of the Yellow Dragon to bring it together with the Yuts.

    Exiles gaining resistance to damage storm Ray Cruz.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    The flesh of the rock giant (Jarloot) gradually becomes immense as it flies through the sky. No seeds, no tricks.

    A giant was born who unleashed his power as a god and his ability to use magic equipment (magic items) to bring flames together.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

    The roar flashed.

    Huge Spike Flail, even bigger for the owner. A giant tip over the anchor flies to Ray Cruz as if it were a missile.

    Just because you''ve gotten huge, you''re never dull.

    The blow unleashed by the power that overtook the concomitant dragon looked like the Raptor''s momentum dictated his gut - or something.

    "I saw it once."

    But Ray Cruz is also a hero, albeit fallen.

    It didn''t look like it moved.

    Nonetheless, the tip of the horizontally flying Spike Flail passed Ray Cruz.

    Only Exile and Larsia at the moment realized they had cut it off with minimal movement.

    Exile, laughing like a tweezer, manipulates Spike Flail as if to pull back the line and unleashes a chase on the swordsman in black.

    "No guts," Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) "!

    Larsia unleashed an arrow ball of pure magic from the magic scepter (Magic Wand), but only restrained. It''s just Spike Flail''s support, not Exile''s.

    "That too, I know"

    Ray Cruz did not avoid it.

    Take Sanjo''s arrow upon him, and do not waver.

    It just floods with light like something could have bounced out of the armor.

    "Amulet!

    Larsia giving a thoughtless voice.

    I don''t know the exact type, but I do know that it was disabled by a talisman that replaced the damage. Yes, it won''t be something that can be mitigated many times, but that''s not all the preparation over there is.

    "Dragons, after all, have good stuff!

    "What. If you keep beating him, he''ll die soon"

    Target the tip of the attracted Spike Flail toward Ray Cruz, as if it proves to be the truth.

    Momentum is no less than outbound travel, approaching from behind......

    "Not as good as Eldrick, but I''m a defensive craftsman too."

    He didn''t turn around and took it with a life sip (life football).

    He took a cool look at the blow of Exile, which became huge and mountain-like.

    "Well, this is my turn next -"

    "Divine Power Liberation"

    The moment the swordsman in black moved loosely.

    That had nothing to do with it, Jonah activated the divine power engraving.

    The target is not Ray Cruz.

    The aim is Wado Renka, who still attempts to fly off the dark cocoon on earth.

    "Cyclonic Blast - Double Enhancer"

    A storm of destruction created by a psychic (Scion) girl.

    The great vortex of power that pays off all things and is brought about without distinguishing between elephants.

    Wild violence unrelated to the nature of good, evil, right and wrong.

    Unmerciful to destroy the gods too. Or a benevolent runoff of extinction.

    "Guaaaaaa!!

    That''s the moment to reach the dark mass. A pitch-black exhalation (brace) broke down the cocoon that was protecting him from the inside.

    No, not exhale. Rays.

    It wiped out everything it touched.

    Eliminate the lumps of darkness, extinguish the atmosphere, extinguish the menace of destroying God.

    At the end, the pitch-black rays themselves also extinguished.

    "... do"

    Albino girl who is usually faceless.

    Ni laughed, as if to acknowledge the enemy.

 490 11. Dragons Resurrect (Medium)

    A dragon was born.

    A dark dragon.

    Just before breaking the cocoon, the dark dragon was hit by a scourge comparable to the hammer of the destroying god.

    But the dragon who took it off with strength twists his great body and drives through heaven as if he boasted of his existence.

    The figure combines wings on all legs - quite frankly, not like a lizard-like dragon.

    The flesh, covered in scales that are black and harder than obsidian, is long and elegant. Fly freely through the sky despite the lack of wings. No, it''s like swimming in the sky.

    Double angles, similar to deer, look smaller than their giants. But the truth is, doubling Yut''s height won''t get him.

    If Yut is the dragon of the earth - a product of imagination, of course - he should be grasping the treasure. His hands are empty, but instead, the part of his palm was embedded with man and heavenly treasures.

    "Guaaahhhh!!

    A dark dragon can roar, as if to make himself known in full heaven.

    Not exhale (brace). I just yelled.

    Only then can the atmosphere sweep, the earth crack, and dark clouds drip into heaven.

    Disaster beyond people''s knowledge.

    The embodied outrage was there.

    "Including Curse Magic Fixtures (Curse Items), we''ve poured money collected from all over Li Kutua and the legacy of the Yellow Ancient Dragon into the rebirth ritual."

    Fucking laughs that Ray Cruz is as expected as everyone breathes.

    That gaze had crossed the confronting Exile in front of him and was shooting through Yut, who was in command behind his back.

    "The birth of the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka."

    "We''re the only ones in the gallery for the congratulatory seat where the dragon emperor was born."

    With a sinister look on his face, Yut says like a loser.

    Defeat Ray Cruz before Wado Renka comes back as dragon emperor. Alternatively, destroy Wadow Renka the moment he gets out of the cocoon.

    I didn''t expect so much, but both operations ended up far from success. I also want to say one of my grudges.

    Now we have to move on to the next operation.

    You don''t have to worry about that.

    "I''m not worried about anything else... Are you going to do something with a man''s jewel?"

    "No, I''ve already done it"

    Ray Cruz looks up at the evil dragon emperor overhead.

    "Guaaahhhh!!

    I wouldn''t have responded to that, but Wado Renka, the evil dragon emperor, could roar again.

    At the same time that roar roars, the jewel embedded in the palm of the right flashes. It was not a flash of light, but spread everywhere and everywhere.

    "Were people''s jewels to connect minds and deepen mutual understanding¡­? Expanding it to violent levels would make it easier to show the same sight to the people who ruled once."

    Ray Cruz says for lack of interest.

    The battle will be relayed to the people of Li Kutua, ruled by Wado Renka with the jewels of men.

    It seemed to be for this reason that we were widening our sphere of domination to the point of recklessness.

    "That''s a really disastrous sight. Whatever, I don''t mind running back."

    "It''s not funny to joke about, and if you mean it... no, it just sounds like a joke after all"

    "I''m not..."

    For the first time, the swordsman in black gave a bewildered expression in response to the great magician (Arch Mage), who had no ears.

    Ray Cruz dedicated everything to bringing back the one he loved. For him, fighting the Yuts is a futile encounter that has no direct bearing on revenge.

    Therefore, I should have seriously spoken that I don''t mind running back...

    "If that''s what you really think... Ray Cruz, go wherever you go. It''s a different story if we overlook it."

    "Right. I guess that means I was looking for a fight without realizing it myself."

    "That''s what I want, too."

    The immense Exile unfortunately said, flying over the sky with flames and yellow spirits (aura) all over his body.

    "- Unfortunately, not me."

    "That sort of thing"

    Following Exile, even Larsia flies for the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka. Along the way, I fell out of Kagra''s range of spiritual effects, but I don''t mind.

    If it is a normal presence, it is not an easy thing to be allowed to leave the battlefield, etc.

    But Larsia is closer to 10 meters from Ray Cruz, as is Exile than she was. I couldn''t stop it.

    Besides, it''s a no-loss deal for Ray Cruz.

    The rear guard - because it means the road to the Yuts has been cleared.

    Of course, Yut understands that, too.

    All right, then. It''s an operation.

    "The Great Mage''s Shrink, Steps of Arc Mage."

    Eight pages torn from the spell document are divided into two groups and sucked under Yut''s feet. When we met the shoes that emitted a rainbow glow, at that moment Yut disappeared.

    If I blinked, I would have overlooked the moment. Yut emerged behind Ray Cruz.

    Wield a long sword.

    "I don''t think it''s a bad idea, but I''m gonna have to put up with it."

    "Exquisite, do you want me to entertain you"

    Without even trying to look at you, Ray Cruz dodged a blow from the blind spot. Exile''s assault was outweighed. Even though it would be fortified with grant spells, the end is natural in Yut''s skill.

    That, Yut himself knew.

    Now I''ll wave my long sword to the side and try to hit Ray Cruz anyway.

    "Well, this is..."

    The black-clothed swordsman looked back and sipped his life to fight back - but it never wavered.

    "Yikes!

    The blow unleashed with a sharp temper has stretched as if it were a prediction, as Ray Cruz moves.

    I''m not set up.

    Amateurs alike.

    The sword flashes, however, are sharp and aim accurate. The swordsman in black, who saw that he could not take it by sipping his life, moves to avoid it without thinking about fighting back.

    "Shit."

    Ray Cruz - Long swords plunder places like sheaths and a piece of paper in the shape of people, and Yut tongues with regret.

    "Chiguhagu, but is that flavor?"

    Even the swordsman in black and the famous Ray Cruz can''t be alarmed.

    At least, it wasn''t going to be easy to get around to following the Evil Dragon Emperor.

    "That''s not stupid enough to challenge you."

    Various granting spells such as Monkey Like (Mighty Might), which bottoms up physical abilities. Scientological spell of the Ninth Staircase, "Sixth Sense (Third Eye)", which allows for prefetching of action.

    The attack bottomed up with it was comparable to that of a first-rate swordsman. The weapon, too, would be equivalent to a legendary piece of equipment if Yut applied a grant spell.

    But waving it is a sorcerer (wizard) who doesn''t understand the magical logic of the sword.

    The combination, even to be called that dissonance, drives Ray Cruz''s intuition crazy.

    "But what if I get used to it?"

    "I know!

    In the end, though, it''s just a kind of feint.

    Only a leading swordsman can catch a yang move, but Ray Cruz was super top notch.

    "To this extent, don''t end it for me."

    "Jump!

    A sharp step in, even in the air, no different from the ground.

    It was at the same time that Yut jumped as he protruded his life sip while flipping his flight jacket (cape).

    The Great Sorcerer''s Shrink is a theoretical spell that gives the surgeon the ability to travel momentarily for short distances. Effective time is precisely in battle, but thinking and mobility are not very powerful.

    "Yes, isn''t it sweet"

    Ray Cruz grinned furiously as he flipped in the air from a sharp poke and turned his life''s sip across his back.

    The pitch-black blade, waved predictively that Yut would take the back again, only ends up slashing and tearing the atmosphere apart.

    "If it weren''t for Intuition, it might have been over."

    Yut, who let the Devil''s Sword cut the sky, was the first place - Alcia or Kagra. Besides, he was back on Jonah''s side where he was focused on his spirit for the next blow.

    "It''s not much of a hobby to chase."

    "Is it because you''re just chasing me from time to time?

    Ray Cruz shoots through the sky without responding. Straight line towards Yut.

    Avoid it if you want. At that time, raise the women behind you to a blood festival. Such an assault.

    Meanwhile, Yut doesn''t move.

    No escape, no interception, just a long sword with one hand and waiting for Ray Cruz.

    "Take that and see for yourself!

    "The Great Mage''s Shield, Aegis of Archmage."

    With the opposite hand that was empty, Yut appeared an invisible shield.

    The strongest defensive wall in the theoretical spell. So I just bounced back, and you''re going to fight back? Considering that, it is also conceivable that he used the Arsians behind him as bait to limit Ray Cruz''s movements.

    The truth is unknown.

    "Whoa whoa whoa!

    A pitch-black blade and an invisible shield collided, flashing.

    "Push back!"

    "Push it off!"

    A collision between the will and the will.

    Yut bites his back teeth off and Ray Cruz laughs furiously. The wind rolled backwards and Ray Cruz''s jacket and yurt''s robe snapped.

    "Yut!

    "Master Yut!

    Two cheers echo the battlefield.

    But the moment the light subsided, cheer turned to scream.

    The sipping of life, along with the sound of the glass breaking, slashed and tore Yut''s shoulder.

    "Ho."

    No, it looked like it had been slashed and torn.

    Kagra''s protection of the yellow dragon, the spell of "Magic Protect" granted by Yut. Then, the Black Dragon Clothes (Dragon Claus), sewn up by Alcia from her hand, were attenuated and only struck down strongly.

    Nevertheless, it was not cut with a sword, it is only the difference such as being beaten with an iron stick.

    "Kuh."

    "Completely healed"

    "Cure"

    Quickly healing spells fly from Alcia and Kagra to heal Yut''s wounds.

    "I see. That''s generous nursing."

    "You can''t fight a swordsman in black without this."

    "To call it a one-horse hit, you seem to be keeping a woman at bay."

    "You''re a handful."

    Let''s just say it''s a man''s worth.

    "I don''t want to admit it."

    Yut kicks Ray Cruz in the ass, and again the two take a distance.

    "Shall I let you give back the meaning of the Great Martial Party?"

    "You''re the enemy of revenge until I do. Besides, it looks like a lot of fun."

    "Naturally."

    In contrast to Yuut, who hides his fatigue with a pioneering look, Ray Cruz has a cool face.

    "I don''t know what they think, but I''m friends with Eldrick and Vainamarinen."

    "... after all, should I have brought just Jii"

    Blurring so, Yut laid his sword.

 491 11. Dragons Resurrect (After)

    "Yut, are you okay?

    "I guess it''s not okay"

    After a glimpse of Yuut meeting with Ray Cruz under his eyes, Larsia says, as if he were some other HR.

    Exiles that respond to it are also not annoying if you just look at the words. On the contrary, if Yut can do more than one another with Ray Cruz, I have to deal with him next, and the end of the whole body.

    If Yut had listened, he would have looked to heaven, "There are only enemies around me".

    "So I''m gonna finish that."

    "Oh, yeah."

    Looking up, there was Wado Renka, the evil dragon emperor.

    The evil dragon emperor, who swam around the sky and roared with his thoughtful growls, stares at the little ones with his shimmering eyes.

    Feel like a king waiting for a challenger.

    "Whoa. Something from the top."

    Don''t worry about it.

    "I don''t really want to say anything like a chimp...... totally agree"

    of the sky. And reign as if to recognize the ruler of Li Kutua, the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka.

    No words are uttered and he declares himself king in attitude.

    About 10 meters in front of it, Larsia stopped with a bow.

    "I''ll do it from Mukatsuku! Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    If we don''t settle this one early, Yut is in danger.

    The prairie species (Magner) who activate divine power engravings say that they don''t even give a bite and do it because they don''t care about the attitude of the Evil Dragon Emperor.

    "The Tooth of Reaper: Varnellability Mine."

    Use your power as a god, but not like you multiplied arrows countless times and let them rain like rain. As always, you don''t shoot through the steeple with Sniper''s Feast.

    Take more time than usual to fire one, two, three shots and arrows.

    At first, it was nothing but an arrow with no strange philosophy. It entailed black light as it approached the target - the Evil Dragon Emperor, which became tens of times larger and approached the same colored dragon body.

    Regardless, there is no way that the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka will be watching it in silence, and with one of them he will wave down his claw, which is several times Larsia''s.

    "Wow, wow, wow, wow!"

    But the evil dragon emperor, who was supposed to have defended him, raised his bitter voice.

    If you look, it''s just an arrow choosing the tip of the nail, sticking it straight through.

    Given the difference in mass, the result is absolutely impossible.

    But it is the power of God that brings miracles.

    The Tooth of Death reverses the cause and effect.

    Instead of piercing the steeple. The spot where Larsia''s arrow was stabbed is the steep spot.

    Therefore, the evil dragon emperor suffers.

    "Here we go!

    The arrow not only releases an arrow to the Evil Dragon Emperor, but also to Ray Cruz, who can cross blades with Yut under his eyes.

    I wouldn''t have been able to observe Wadow Lenka until now, but I guess I perceived the threat with signs. Not trying to cut it off with a life sip (life football), Ray Cruz tries to dodge it away from Yut.

    "Sweet sweet"

    But there was no way that God''s arrow could be avoided to that extent, and he was pierced by the arrow he had been following.

    It''s just a sword-wielding sheath, so the wound was quickly repaired, but it doesn''t mean there''s any damage.

    "Damn, that''s generous care."

    "Thanks!

    Though it can''t be defeated by about one bottle, it''s enough for Yut to rebuild his attitude.

    Exile, who sees it, dares to jump into the eyes of the Evil Dragon Emperor in order to challenge the melee.

    Exiles during divine liberation are still huge.

    Still, it is only about the same size as the head of the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka. Compared to my size, I''m like a human challenging a giant elephant.

    But whoever considers it reckless, he knows not Exile.

    Spider sub-god Ig Nus-Zad, all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, Talaskus.

    I have experienced so many times, such as fighting against beings that are more gigantic than myself. Rather, where you want it.

    "Nooooooooo!"

    Instead, he slams Spike Flail wondering if he can follow himself, who has become immense and wrapped up in the sacred power of liberation.

    The Evil Dragon Emperor still tried to argue with his claws, this time bumping into each other directly from the front.

    Force and force collide and antagonize.

    Big but small defeated.

    With that momentum, Exile strikes hard at the head of the Evil Dragon Emperor with Spike Flail. The pitch-black scales that seemed impenetrable fly, and the blood flows.

    "Is blood red?"

    Without any emotion to do so, the rock giant crumbles in a manner that simply confirms the facts.

    I laughed as if I could not defeat him to this extent.

    "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

    To that fierce grin, the Evil Dragon Emperor responded with a growl.

    And strike the immortal, who has hurt the face of the Absolute, with great tail and strong.

    Adamantin''s autonomous running shield breaks in, but it can''t be stopped altogether. It was never to be destroyed, but it was played off lightly, and the tail of the Evil Dragon Emperor scowled the torso of Exile.

    The body of the rock giant (Jarloot) bent and gastric fluids spit out of his huge mouth.

    But that''s all.

    "Whoa!

    Exile held his tail aside when it was convenient for him to come all the way nearby.

    I won''t let you get away with it.

    He then cleverly manipulates Spike Flail into the Evil Dragon Emperor in the same position.

    Over and over again.

    As if to hit the pile.

    Unfabricated, powerful.

    "Wow, ooh, ooh."

    A fierce evil dragon emperor opens his huge mouth, and darkness gathers there.

    The pitch-black sphere swelled up in the oral cavity, and the moment it reached its limit, the exhalation (brace) was emitted.

    The only ray of extinction in the world that only the evil dragon emperor Wadow Lenka possesses, inspired by the treasures of heaven and man and also added to the nature of the catalyst consumed in the ritual.

    Matter by the jewels of heaven.

    Spirit by man''s jewels.

    In other words, a breathless exhalation that erases the fundamentals of existence.

    If I didn''t mind my own tail disappearing, I grabbed it and let it go to the rock giant.

    This would put an end to Exile''s life activities.

    Not even in the way, if not.

    "Divine Power Liberation"

    Intercept it, God of Destruction.

    Jonah opens her five fingers and wraps her palm.

    There, power gathers up just like the exhalation of the Evil Dragon Emperor.

    All available forces are used, and releasing is overwhelming destruction, as if you had doubled your usual.

    "Disintegrator - Maximize Enhancer"

    Destruction. Destruction. Destruction. Green rays, no, beams of light that destroy everything collide with exhalation without.

    Clash of destruction and extinction.

    Will destruction destroy extinction?

    Will extinction extinguish destruction?

    In the land of the Far East, power and power. The will and the will collide.

    Power played, light played, the world played.

    "Khaaaa."

    Kagra screams when he should be away from the blast site. I managed to spare Alcia by grabbing her on the shoulder that she was about to be blown away.

    But that was because he was on the side of Jonah the Sorcerer.

    The aftermath alone, the earth was decided, the city collapsed, and the dark clouds that covered the overhead were clear -

    "I can''t defeat you..."

    - And the Evil Dragon Emperor went into disastrous condition to see.

    The scales rose like grass and failed to cure. Blood is flowing from all over his body, and it is raining and pouring down on the earth.

    Still, there seems to be no obstacle to action. After scouring the Albino girl, she stretched her fangs to the rock giant, who remained restrained from each other only by eight hits.

    "The Tooth of Death."

    Larsia plays her head on the verge of that fang touching her, and Exile escapes hard.

    Wado Renka, the Evil Dragon Emperor.

    "No, dialogue you say with all the wounds all over your body!?"

    "There''s no problem"

    The aftermath of the collision had hit the Exile indiscriminately as well.

    Unbeaten by the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka, it is harder to find places without scratches.

    But it can also be said that he was inflicted with pain because he did not draw from the clash of destruction and annihilation and detained the Evil Dragon Emperor.

    "Rather, you should have died once. Return to normal in Faith of the Andes, the Heavenly Fate of Death.

    "You can only come back to life once, and don''t take care of it."

    The Seventh Ladder''s divine spell "Heaven of Death" activated upon mortal wound to heal the wound completely. Once and for all, it is suspicious that it was also effective in this collision of destruction and extinction.

    Exile was as usual when he said that if he did poorly, he might have disappeared with every wound to heal.

    "That''s insane, not at all"

    "We''re like each other."

    While looking sideways at the overhead battle - and whether it was a good one to describe - Yut was cutting with Ray Cruz.

    Naturally, disadvantage.

    The blade still does not reach the swordsman in black, on the contrary, the black dragon coat (Dragon Claus) is chopped. To that extent, it is thanks to the support of Alcia and Kagra.

    Yut laughs bitterly that he has been healed every time he gets hurt, but he must still have a sad look on both of them.

    So let''s put it on the bet.

    Lighter than deciding on a menu for dinner, Yut put out a trump card.

    "Ray Cruz"

    "What''s up? I beg for my life -"

    "Path"

    Or so, Yut threw a long sword at Ray Cruz.

    Even basketball, so much so that it would be handled a little more carefully, is unmade.

    The swordsman in black, he reached out reflexively.

    Inadvertent behavior.

    Or maybe it has something to do with the past, where the weapon collection habit was revived by the "Unslain Sword Demon" Ginny O. Igle.

    There is no way to be sure of that, but the moment Ray Cruz touched the sword, Yut uttered a fitting word (test word) without getting lost.

    "Projection (cast)"

    The Spear of the Knowledge God (Spear of Zeras) previously conceded to Petra.

    The long sword (long sword) used by Yut this time is similar to that. At the same time as only one pre-filled spell was activated, it exploded.

    The power of the spell prevented Magic Items from withstanding.

    The spell, which unleashes itself at a price, temporarily extinguishes the magic power of what it touches: The Exorcised Ray, Antimagic Ray.

    Accumulated in a state of divine liberation. That flew toward Ray Cruz - the moment he touched the swordsman in black, he was knocked out.

    "Amulet of Speltering, a demon-sealed talisman, after all"

    I guess Larsia''s Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) has been eye-catching since it was deactivated. Strike out the spell, whether in science or theology - although there is a limit to the total number of stairs - powerful magic fixtures are therefore famous.

    "Okay, I thought you were setting up a melee."

    Faster than Yut responds to it, Arcia moves.

    "I swear here that our love will be eternal - The Exorcist Rays"

    As per the prior meeting, we don''t even call names on the scene, we activate the same spell from the wedding ring.

    Ray Cruz can''t handle this either, and once again he is ejected into the light - but the effect of the spell is dispelled by a talisman (amulet), with the same result.

    But I didn''t overlap spells in vain.

    "I know. That''s the limit, isn''t it?

    "But what do we do in that state?

    Now Yut lets go of his long sword, and the spell document puts him in an infinite bag of storage after using the Great Sorcerer''s Shrink, Steps of Archmage.

    While preparing for that, Ray Cruz will also be able to get his attitude in order.

    For example, there is not necessarily just one demon-sealed talisman. If I get another one fooled, I''ll start over from the beginning.

    "I hereby swear that our love will be permanent - Shining Assault"

    Of course, it''s all woven.

    I had Alcia in anticipation of this happening, unleashing the greatest offensive spell in the divine spell.

    The 10,000 colors of light will be raging and shaped similarly to the wings of an angel, enveloping Ray Cruz.

    There was no escape from it, and the running of divine power annoyed the swordsman in black.

    "... shabby"

    "The winning factor is the power of love."

    When the glowing wings cleared, there was a figure of Ray Cruz who was scratchy but not waning in his will. If it''s the power of love, I''m on top of myself, and all I have to say is scowl at Yut and Arsia.

    "This guy''s gonna be a long shot."

    Not everything, but the trump card came out.

    All we have to do is fight the tunnel.

    But right after that.

    Yut''s predictions were lightly overshadowed.

    "Yut, you kept me waiting!

    A beautiful shadow descended from heaven.

    A magical silver shield that integrates magical silver (miserable) with thin sheet metal armor (plate armor), as well as caged hands.

    A beauty shadow wearing familiar gear waves down the Waving Sword (White Knight), which is also familiar to see.

    "Lightning March"

    I can''t react as one person to a blow all over my body that adds up to positional energy.

    The life-sweep broke from half - no, it was cut off and Ray Cruz disappeared.

    You will no longer be able to maintain the sheath, and the remains of the Devil''s Sword will fall to earth as they are.

    A glance at it, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia put her sword in her sheath.

    But that''s just the beginning of the next battle. It doesn''t end to this extent.

    "Exile, I''m gonna need a stop."

    "sloppy!"

    For some reason Jonah reacted, not Exile, but without even hearing back, the Beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) flies in Boots of Wings, the military boot of flight.

    Yut rushes after him, too, but he can''t catch up. I guess I would have made it if I had used The Great Sorcerer''s Shrink, but I was so upset that I couldn''t think of it.

    "Select"

    Not knowing otherwise, the beautiful Cathedral Knight unleashed the Heavenly Mounted Sword when he stood in front of the Evil Dragon Emperor Wado Renka.

    "Pointed Blade", "Sacred (Holly)", "Giant Blade (Enlarge)", "Extinct (Slay)" to Dragon.

    Choose the obvious demonization, relative to the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Seven Flashes"

    And I ended it in a flash.

    A giant blade slashes and rips open the pitch-black scales, cutting the giant into rings. Too bright an incision doesn''t even allow blood to erupt.

    Wadow Renka, divided into eight parts, can''t even raise a distressing voice.

    No, rather satisfied, the giant of the Evil Dragon Emperor disappears with dust.

    "Ugh...... You''re done."

    It was at the same time that Yut caught up with the beautiful intruder this time really putting the Heavenly Mounted Sword in his sheath.

    "Valtrude!?"

    Why, why, how and where from.

    Various questions swirl and what to say. I don''t know what to say.

    How did you interpret how Yut looked like that?

    Valtrude, first of all, came in from the explanation.

    "I''m fine. Just in case you thought about it properly."

    With that said, Valtrude put his right hand around him.

    A bracelet with diamonds in triplicate was attached to its arms.

    "Oh...... I see..."

    What I gave Acorn was a guardian ring that protected the wearer only three times from a deadly disaster.

    Valtrude''s bracelet was a magic device (magic item) with the same ability.

    "Exactly, because it''s unlikely that the child in your belly is not the wearer..."

    I was impressed through that and anger.

    I even nod unintentionally wondering if I had this hand.

    It''s no wonder the Yuts didn''t think of it.

    The yuts were trying to stay away from impotence and danger. On the other hand, Valtroude, after being unscrupulous and at risk, thought that there would be no danger for herself and her children.

    They have fundamentally different ideas.

    "You''re not missing a diamond. First of all, good."

    "I mean, where was it..."

    I borrowed it from Perla Vento.

    Valtrude points to heaven.

    There was the figure of Luminous, an aerial garden that flew from far west.

    Apparently, he came all the way from Falve on that one.

    Dry laughter leaks from Yut''s mouth.

    "Yut, by the way. Don''t you have something to say or do?

    "... if you want to do something, I do"

    of Valtrude. Lost in the urging of his beloved, Yut holds her.

    And he also lost his own desire, forcefully snatching his lips.

 492 Epilogue

    "Val sloppy"

    "That''s right. He said it was a good place to be."

    "I don''t really want to say it, but I don''t know if I do either."

    In the meantime, Yut and Valtrude stepped down to the aerial garden Limnus.

    A paradise where all seasonal flowers bloom.

    But I don''t want to watch it alone. Kagra still hasn''t finished processing reality. On the contrary, Jonah, Exile and Larsia are all stuck together in the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Of course, it''s not because Valtrude is more beautiful than the flowers......

    Purely and simply, in protest of "taking it all away in a good place".

    "Arcia..."

    Somewhat, I guess I thought you were sorry.

    A little tearful, Valtrude begs his childhood friend for help boat with a petitioning voice.

    Alcia, with that gaze pointed at her, tried to spin her words calmly when she exhaled for a long time, though only for a moment -

    "Val. You think I''ll take it from here?

    - I should have, but my efforts have been betrayed.

    Jonah reacts tingly and moves sassa gently to Yut''s back. I didn''t try to climb on my back as usual, I lurked my breath under my feet.

    "Well, I thought you might get mad..."

    "Could it be?

    "Shh, sorry"

    "... do you really think so?

    "Wow, I was worried too."

    "So, if you worry about us, it''s the end of the line, right?

    "Ho, the end of the day? Oh, yeah..."

    This situation should also be referred to as a four-way song.

    Step by step, they''ve sprouted a sense that their actions were a bad thing, and Valtrude, who was good at it until earlier, drips.

    At that time, Yut finally opened his mouth.

    "Well, we''re all safe, aren''t we?"

    The gaze of condemnation directed from Alusia and Larsia shifts from Valtrude to Yut. Exile is curious to see what happens.

    Jonah doesn''t know because she''s erasing her presence. Kagra is finally swallowing the reality that the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka has been defeated.

    "Yut kun...... Val doesn''t really reflect either because that''s how you look sweet."

    "It''s true that you saved me."

    "That''s right, but that''s how you admit it, so you can''t."

    "No, we didn''t, either."

    Yut, on the other hand, looked into Alcia''s eyes to see if we might have had problems with ourselves rather than defending Valtrude.

    "We thought Val was at rest. But Val is in the position that if he''s going to make sure he''s safe, he''ll be fine."

    That''s where it seems similar and fundamentally different.

    "Val."

    "Yut......"

    "It didn''t make sense to trap a bird in a cage. From now on, we''ll be together no matter what."

    "Yuuto!"

    Valtrude, who is impressed, jumps to Yut with his armor on.

    Yut, who took it at the boy''s will, managed to endure it, shaking his whole body.

    It''s not a single body. Never, you can''t fall.

    "It sounds like a good story..."

    "Oh, yeah"

    "You''re just saying you can''t keep an eye on what you''re going to do..."

    So I couldn''t say anything, not only about Larsia and Exile, but even if I got to Arsia in earnest.

    "I didn''t expect them to finish early. They''re nothing."

    The person is serious in itself.

    From the edge, the only way to open up is to exchange.

    In the meantime, a more beautiful dragon descended than a red ball.

    There''s nothing like wind winds winding up when you land, a quiet descent. Huge but elegant limbs were also in harmony with the beauty of the aerial garden.

    Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento.

    Make it the former spouse of the dragon god Bahamut, the strongest dragon to live in the Brewers.

    "It seems like it''s been a long time since I''ve had it. I''m reflecting."

    Let go of your hand holding Yut and turn again to Parra Vento, even with your benefactor. Valtrude.

    It was Valtrude who stabbed her, but it was the Red Fire Dragon who carried her to this Li Kutua and even provided her with valuable magic equipment (magic items).

    "I managed to make it, and it helped. I sincerely thank you."

    "Heh heh. I admire you more, but I''m good, I''m good."

    In an upbeat mood, Parra Vent shook her long head. Although it may be horribly vague in people''s values, the Red Fire Dragon makes them feel the beauty of transcendent otherworlds, such as such values.

    There was also the influence of the will of the dragon emperor and the soul of the ancient dragon of Huang, such as Kagra, or he had forgotten his earlier confusion and floated a touching face.

    "Nevertheless, this one has something to do with it. I can''t thank you enough."

    "For what? Didn''t you move him in the air garden because Val came up with a good hand?

    "Huh. They asked me to end it. He''s just like a smuggler."

    That said, Pearla Vent sticks out her arms all the time.

    "Is this the remains of a jewel¡­"

    "If I did my last job, I would be"

    who was assimilating with the evil dragon emperor Wado Renka and the treasures of heaven.

    Apparently, Pearla Vent was going to retrieve it.

    That was an understandable yuut, but I was just surprised by the next action.

    "Hear the sound of those who are not far away. No!

    Suddenly shouting, Parra Vento gripped the treasure in her hand.

    "My name is Perla Vento, the Red Fire Dragon. He is an agent of the Dragon God Bahamut"

    From there, lights overflowed like thunder, and the Yuts were struck in the head by a different impact than that. Instead of physical force, spiritual waves (telepathy) spread everywhere and everywhere.

    "As you can see, Wado Renka, who became the evil dragon emperor, perished. The Dragon Emperor will never appear again."

    The spiritual waves are one-sided, and I don''t know what the people of Li Kutua who heard that voice thought.

    But it''s only clear that it''s not a joy.

    "Therefore it was decided that this Parla Vento would reign in the land of Li Kutua"

    Again, Yut is amazed.

    At the same time, I was supposed to hit him in the knee wondering if he had that hand.

    "But I will reign, but I will not govern. Gather diseased delegates and make decisions about new governance. Whatever, if we fight... you know what I mean?

    Nothing but blackmail. And then, all the practice is round toss. Perhaps you won''t hesitate to kick it if you come up with a proposal you don''t like.

    Nothing but tyrants.

    "... but maybe it''s better to be so forceful"

    If you think you''ve been run over by the Wado army, the next thing you know, the former companion of the dragon god Bahamut showed up.

    You must already be in the mood for war and other dust.

    After that, Parra Vento will come out with wisdom to create a new era while giving her a glimpse.

    "... it''s going to be a happy ending, but we got run over by sidekicks at the end"

    "That''s good. Whatever you want to do, it''s Yut''s bad habit."

    "So is that..."

    Sometimes, it might be a good idea to leave it to others.

    With that in mind, look back at Parra Vento.

    "Ha ha. It would be a big mistake for a short man to think he could do anything."

    "... then I''ll take care of the rest"

    Red Fire Dragon shook his neck wide and vertical, then opened his mouth as he came up with it.

    "Wado Renka and I would also have been the main hope. Now the system of dragon emperors will collapse definitively."

    "Well, I guess so..."

    One of the five ancient dragons was murdered, and two jewels were lost.

    There will also be room for existence if only as a system to safeguard the kingdom, but a system dominated by a powerful leader called the ''Dragon Emperor'' will not be born in the Golden Wheel.

    "Hondo, then how can you be dragon emperor..."

    "Let''s make up our mind. I don''t care if you hate me or love me."

    "Love..."

    Trying to deny it was impossible, Yut silenced.

    Intuitively, because I realized that was the truth.

    The dragon emperor doesn''t show up.

    Wadow Renka himself, not even recognized by man''s jewels, was not the vessel of the dragon emperor.

    The war will not end.

    If so - let''s end Dragon Emperor by becoming villains ourselves.

    And let''s take over to the new hero who destroyed the wicked.

    That''s what I thought, and I called Yut to the land.

    Since it was not evil to its very essence, did the dragon god Bahamut not intervene either -

    "So what happened to Ray Cruz as that''s a good thing about this place? Is that where he died?

    - Yut, who was about to reach the sincerity of Wadow Lenka, looked up as a hack.

    "Did you break that demon sword?

    "If that''s the end of it, it''s good..."

    But Ray Cruz, the swordsman in black, no matter how much you search.

    It could not even be discovered by the Alusian Monument or Yut''s Remote Site.

    "Oh, boy, that''s not what I thought."

    I have a voice, but no shadow anywhere.

    It''s just that the destroyed sword was rolling by the time it was completely skinless.

    "I would be relieved if I hadn''t recovered the treasure (artifact) from the ancient dragon."

    At that time, a sword broken in two trembled.

    Tentacles like nematodes like thin ropes emerge from a beautiful cutting surface, leaning against each other like a piece of paper to become as thick as a person''s arm.

    Spirally twisted tentacles.

    That''s life sucking (life football) - Ray Cruz joined himself and played without a scratch a few seconds later.

    "Now, has the plot in the east ended in failure"

    Overhead, the Evil Dragon Emperor is massively chopped up.

    At the end of Wadow Renka''s hopefully, Ray Cruz learned a slight envy.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    "We''re almost there. Szigil......"

    Strong grip on life sipping and call on the name of the beloved thinker.

    The Devil''s Sword, now Ray Cruz himself, was at some point covered with spirally twisted tentacles.

    If Yut had been on this occasion, he would have associated himself with a certain existence.

    The helix of despair.

 493 Falv Disturbance Part 1 The Day Your Gender Changed

    The Yuts, who had the unrest in Li Kutua, returned to Falv.

    Valtrude was returning in the aerial garden Rimnus in view of the dangers of "Momentary Travel (Teleport)" - Parra Vento was comfortable (...) responding - and was thus reclaiming the routine of what took a few days for everyone to be in alignment.

    It would also be proof to the left that Yut was able to do the work in his own workshop - a workshop that occupied one of the castle fortifications in Falve - in the morning.

    Most of all...

    "Ugh, whoa. What the hell."

    - The white smoke that rose in the workshop became the wolf smoke that began the next commotion.

    "Why are you spraying smoke even though you tried to seal the Book of Deeds?"

    The celebration of his marriage to Valtrude - a harassment in the name of which Yut believes - was given to him by Vainamarinen in the book Guide to Lovers, a secret and fantastic book.

    Something like a guide to night life and a guide to spells that will help you then, in a tangible way?

    Yut himself had lent it to Larsia under many circumstances without taking advantage of it... but returned it as I recall, so I decided to seal it.

    However, when the Magic Key (Magic Rock) was used to prevent the book from opening itself, white smoke erupted from the Book of Deeds.

    Is it a counterattack to what I tried to seal?

    Content is content, but it must be in the Book of Deeds. What I didn''t envisage was a good idea.

    Nevertheless, thanks to the feast Divine Feast, which is indispensable every morning, you don''t have to worry about poison. It didn''t even seem to generate damage, and I felt room for Yut''s reaction.

    At this time, not yet.

    "Oh man. Should I return it to Mr. Jii...... huh?

    Smoke cleared and Yut blurs that he should have done so from the start.

    "Is that it? Something like a strangely high voice? I know it''s not helium..."

    Not so much poison, but was it, after all, some ill-effected gas? Unconsciously touching lips with fingertips...... but.

    "Let''s gloss strangely...?

    I feel uncomfortable.

    But I can''t get the details.

    Twisting his neck, Yut reached for the Book of Depth.

    "What is this?"

    The fingers stretched out to the Book of Righteousness belonged to someone else.

    Thinner and whiter than my own fingers in memory.

    I just thought it was someone else.

    It''s not a boneless man''s hand.

    I wanted it to be someone else.

    But, no doubt, it was a thin, soft woman''s finger.

    That''s not all. I bent my body to take the Book of Divinity, which put my hair in front of me. It also has long, glossy black hair.

    "No way, no way. It''s like a cartoon..."

    With half a laugh, I deny the thought. Oh, no way. Impossible. That''s right. Make sure and we''ll be clear.

    Yut took the mirror out of the cluttered, material-laden corner of the workshop.

    And take only one deep breath before glancing in.

    "Seriously......"

    It was Yut, not Yut, who was in the mirror.

    It''s smaller than my face in memory, and my eyes are on the other hand completely open. There was no staining of the skin, and it was tight. Reaching out in horror, but touching like silk without a scratch.

    The lips are small and the nose is steadily high. The size and placement of the parts are impeccable, with a neat face.

    On top of that, my hair is stretched all the way up to my back that I was just blurring. Let go of the glossy gloss.

    Good style too. I just want to avoid specific references, but I would be able to compete well with Acorn as well. For a part of it, it beats Valtrude.

    To put it in short, there was an ideal brunette beauty in the mirror.

    "A kind of change...?

    Even if you touch it - avoid mentioning where it is - there is an entity, so the flesh itself, not the kind of illusion, changes around with the spell.

    Of course, there is the possibility of advanced illusions that deceive even tactile sensations, but my sense as a magician (wizard) said it was different.

    This is the first time I''ve ever been a woman, but the changes themselves have been experienced in Dragon Changes.

    "But what do you mean?

    There was nothing to be anxious about whether he could return to his original body, and Yut was trying to find a cause. If it is magical, it can be disarmed in Magic Dismantling (Isolation) or in Great Application (Unlimited). Worst case scenario, you can rely on Alcia.

    So I didn''t have to rush.

    Is the problem solved cheaply by such means and vice versa?

    Therefore, the cause investigation was important.

    "... but that''s all I know."

    Undo the mirror, Yut puts on some defensive spells just in case, then reaches back into the book of secrets and fantasies.

    ... There was nothing like smoke blowing out again, but there was also a change in this book of depths.

    "The contents change on their own, that''s the Book of Divinity"

    Apparently, there was a defensive reaction going on against the seal. A statement on it is added to the Book of Deeds.

    To sum up, "It''s outrageous to seal this wonderful book, etc. It caused a change in body or spirit in order to experience its splendour. Welcome to the new world! Don''t ever seal it again, have fun! It seemed like."

    "It''s an extra favor!

    A voice one octave higher than usual, and I scream unexpectedly. The voice itself, as a yut, makes me want to be depressed, but I couldn''t turn it up here.

    Patience and continued reading showed that it was completely random when it came to change. Not that hidden desires are on the table......

    In the meantime, I didn''t even want to know about other possibilities, so I skip reading.

    Sudden changes in mindset, advice, etc. continue, and it turns out that if gender changes, it will be more aesthetic than the original at the same time. Because it would be more enjoyable.

    In the meantime, does the most useful information obtained mean that it will revert to normal in about a day or night?

    "I mean, if you keep your mouth shut, you''re gonna put it back together, so keep it grown up... He wants us to experience the change, even in the wild. I feel something beyond malice and goodwill..."

    Really, I have a lot of extra to take care of.

    The problem is the way you''re going to shake yourself, thinking carefully about re-sealing.

    It was deskwork in the office by appointment, but I can''t take this off. Fortunately, Kagra is on leave to Zinga to report the incident in Li Kutua.

    Dal-Lukash wouldn''t even react weirdly. Through her, we should ask Claude to keep it a secret.

    And then, if we don''t let Larsia, who''s in Hardenturm, get close, we can handle it inside.

    "Well, I would have to explain to Val, Arcia Xu and Zhuyin..."

    "What''s wrong with me?

    "Geez."

    Really jumping momentum, Yut''s heart screamed.

    No, the scream is out of my mouth too. Plus, with reactions that I don''t think belong to me.

    "Ugh, Val...?

    "Oh. I came to see how it was because it was so noisy. But Yut. What the hell is that outfit?

    "Aren''t you surprised...?

    "Surprised, well, I guess there''s a reason"

    "Val...... ugh!

    Understandable. Too manly a reaction, Yut hugged his beloved with emotion.

    I guess it''s because my flesh has changed that I feel different than I always do, but its warmth hasn''t changed.

    "I don''t know, Yut is cute right now"

    "She said she was cute."

    Praised for his untoward condition, Yut unexpectedly dyed his cheeks.

    "Oh, my God."

    He is about to fall into dangerous thoughts and Yut rushes away from Valtrude.

    They say the spirit is being pulled by the flesh. It''s dangerous. It''s too dangerous.

    "For now, listen to me"

    "Hmm. I don''t know if I can help, but sometimes it''ll be easier if we talk"

    "No, it''s not that serious."

    That being said, he was simply happy to be able to consult, and Yut moves in and begins to explain.

    Along the way, some would not have known, but Valtrude devoted himself to listening until the end.

    "Right. Has your gender changed? But you''ll be back in a day."

    "Oh. Even if I didn''t go back, I should be able to manage as much as I can with a spell"

    "Wait a day does that mean safety measures..."

    Reading, writing and knowledge are poor, but understanding.

    Valtrude accepts the way it is, not to say unlikely, etc.

    "Nevertheless..."

    Can you feel safe and afford it?

    Valtrude glanced at Yut''s head from top to toe.

    "Hey, what''s up?"

    I didn''t feel myself in danger, but I accidentally hold my chest and turn away. It''s not my thing that hits my arm - it shouldn''t be - the feeling is, decide not to think about it.

    "No, what. I thought you were cute."

    "That''s not a compliment to a man."

    "... so is that. But now Yut is a woman...... No, is he a man?

    "It''s a man!

    The voice claiming to be so obviously belongs to the woman, but you can''t admit it.

    "Right. Right. Mm-hmm. Good. That''s good."

    As I tell myself, Valtrude nods several times.

    And then suddenly he shut up.

    Yut is also surprised to be unable to utter words about what happened.

    As it is, a few minutes pass.

    Unexpectedly, Yut felt a fragrant scent.

    "Val......?

    Late, I realize that Valtrude is holding me.

    I can remember the illusion that my whole body is wrapped in the scent of my beloved wife and has become one.

    "Just let me do this for a little while"

    "That''s good..."

    "I''m glad Yut''s a man."

    If Yut was a woman from the beginning.

    Probably would have been as dependable a companion as now...... that''s all.

    He was suddenly struck by anxiety that there shouldn''t have been happiness now.

    "I think so, too."

    I didn''t perceive all that anxiety, but there''s no way I can leave Valtrude trembling on his shoulders alone.

    Until his beloved wife settled down, Yut kept hugging him hard and hard.

    "Right in the first place. It''s weirder because you caged a child and that you have to rest."

    "No, ''cause that''s natural, right?

    "I know there''s a treasure in the womb called a child. That''s why the mother can''t move to protect the treasure."

    "No, well, yes..."

    You''re right as a matter of reason.

    No, is that only right as a reason?

    In the margins of Yut''s patrol, Valtrude continues his claim.

    "Do we get a muscle stray when a lion chases us away? It''s not ready."

    "Yeah, okay"

    "Do you understand?"

    "I figured I''d talk to Mr. Arcia and decide."

    Alusia, along with Acorn, communicates the situation in Message.

    It will be time for you to come with me to the workshop.

    The current story also came out in the process of discussing the future while waiting for the two of us.

    "Yut, are you okay?!?"

    I ran out of breath, and Arcia broke into the workshop.

    "Mr. Alcia, you''re fast..."

    A little late, and some acorns breathing on their shoulders.

    Former high school girls seemed unable to follow Alcia''s all-powerful illness as she worked out as an adventurer.

    "Safe, well, according to the definition of safe, but as I told you in the Message, there''s nothing to worry about."

    "Yut...... kun......?

    I guess I was worried too much.

    To reassure Alcia, who has lost more room than ever before, Yut welcomes her with a smile.

    A pretty brunette girl, very similar to Yut, smiled.

    "Ha..."

    Unbearable, Arcia passed out on the spot.

    "What, Mr. Alcia!? What!?"

    The body was supported by the acorn that came in late and gained nothing, but the nail marks left on Yut were huge.

    "Are you shocked enough to lose your mind..."

    "No, well, I think I exaggerate a little too"

    "More than that, help me."

    Yut rushed over and tried to move Arcia to the couch... but lacked muscle strength and ended up being the feather to leave to Valtrude.

    "I''m him..."

    "Oh...... You really are a brave man."

    Observe that Acorn, whose timing was lost thanks to Alcia''s great surprise, turns his whole body more casually than Valtrude did earlier.

    "Stop it, Zhuyin. I''m scared of your eyes."

    "Looks like you haven''t changed clothes."

    "No more, I shouldn''t"

    When chastity and perseverance as a man were in danger, Yut took a distance from Acorn.

    "In the meantime, as it was in my e-mail earlier, if it''s tomorrow, it''ll go back to normal, right?

    "It''s not an email... Anyway, we''ll do something tomorrow."

    "Good."

    That''s just the acorn, too, and Yut is in trouble as it is.

    I can''t be specific, but I''m in trouble.

    I exhaled deeply when I was relieved and then took out my smartphone with a very good smile on my face.

    "I''m relieved, I''ll shoot you. Come on, pose."

    "I''m not taking it!

    "Yes. Laugh, laugh"

    "Stop the video. Yikes!

    I can forgive you if it''s just pictures, but if you''re even left with a voice, you''ll have to die.

    "A joke, a joke. You don''t have to panic."

    "... if you didn''t hate me, you''d have filmed it as it were, wouldn''t you?

    "It''s not natural"

    "Oh, wow."

    I''m no match for acorns.

    Yut gave up his resistance.

    In the form of a beautiful girl with long dark hair.

    Fortunately thin, in a shrewd position.

    "I don''t know, you feel weird..."

    "... right"

    "What are you gonna do when you two wake up..."

    I''m already impotent.

    There is no hate for the Book of Secrets and Fantasies.

    It''s just that I gave up.

    "Well, let''s just say that."

    Acorn coughs with you and changes the story.

    "You can''t expose such a yut to the public."

    "I''d like to keep it a secret if I could too... But you can''t leave your job behind."

    "... then at least let''s keep away from meeting someone we know"

    "Right. I''ll work with you."

    "Please. Because Mr. Kagra is at your brother''s... Len to Yona -"

    - And then Petra and Mana.

    "Do you want to take us all out somewhere?

    "Larsia, too, please. Or just Larsia, please. Exile''s old man... because he''s fine"

    "Okay, let''s make a plan."

    The direction has been set.

    Just then, Arcia woke up with a groan.

    "Alcia, are you okay?

    If you are no match for the two earlier dances, Valtrude runs over Yut.

    "Val......? What am I...?... Yes, you weren''t dreaming"

    "It''s okay, Mr. Alcia. Because brave men are brave men."

    While holding her forehead, Arcia shakes her head to encourage awakening.

    "Right. Right. Whatever you look like, you''re Yut."

    "Don''t solidify such a grievous determination. Because I''ll be back to normal in a day. I told you, didn''t I?

    In the meantime, when it looks okay, Yut only speaks to his voice without showing his face.

    "Hey, I''m losing my temper. Because today, I didn''t perform the ritual to activate the ring¡­"

    "Oh...... That......"

    I also feel obsessive-compulsive that I have to kiss Yut, who became a beautiful girl, and that became a mental load?

    If that''s the case, Yut is also convinced that there is no choice.

    "Well, today or so..."

    "With the brave man of today..."

    "¡­ tickle, or"

    Acorn and Valtrude stop hands, as if they noticed something.

    "... could it have accompanied you even in your weird ability to seduce?

    Should I have read the book of secrecy and fantasy more firmly?

    With emotions that could not be classified as regret or giving up, Yut sighed.

    Without even knowing you look like a worried deep-window maid.

    - The relationship between the wives and their fianc¨¦es did not become so serious that they could resume work in about an hour.

    The proposal, Dal-Lukash expressed no interest in Yut''s transformation, and he also accepted the request that no one be allowed through to the office.

    And then, if Acorn keeps us away from each other, we''ll be safe until tomorrow.

    But the prospect was too sweet.

    "Yay. Whoa, whoa! You''re really a woman! Bloody hair!

    "I kept it a secret... it should be"

    "Revealing only one truth, looking like a child, brains like an adult, behavior like a child. - Who is it? Me!"

    "Apologize to Augusto Dupin, Sherlock Holmes, Akechi Kogoro and Sphinx"

    "Ha ha! Yut is talking even though it''s a girl''s face. Oops."

    Despite the fact that I issued a warrant. And even though I locked it with a spell firmly.

    Festival favorite meadow species (Magner) appeared in Yut''s office.

    There was no way I could get away from Larsia, who unlocked even the magical keys.

    Giving up dominates Yut''s heart.

    "No, but yeah. You look great."

    "Stop praising me with half a laugh. And don''t say it like it''s a woman''s outfit."

    If it''s just a woman''s outfit, there won''t be a fit.

    But this is changing into a woman. That rating is off target.

    "No, but your hair is ponytail?

    "When I said it was long and depressing, Zhuyin put it together for me."

    By the way, I refused to do my best to make up and change clothes.

    It is Yut''s view that it is still too early for mankind¡­

    Instead, it was supposed to be put together with a bright red ribbon.

    "Yut, really. That''s funny..."

    "Don''t be stingy. Because I can cry."

    "hahahahahaha"

    "I''m kind of starting to feel like I know how Ray Cruz feels."

    "You mustn''t understand, that. hahahahahahaha"

    Larsia''s laughter woods in the office.

    How can you follow me?

    With a firm determination, when Yut reached for the spell document.

    Again, the office door opened with a noise.

    "Larsia, you''re safe!?"

    From there, as the intruding shadow flies into the clerk''s office, he takes Larsia and rolls around gratuitously to distance himself from Yut. Looks like a hero who came to rescue my heroine.

    Fact is, if I quickly hide Larsia on my back, I''m sure she''ll stare at this one.

    "No, I mean, what is it!?"

    "Good. Looks like you''re safe..."

    The question is, is the heroine (Larsia) not keeping up at all?

    "That was close."

    Neither does Ritna give a damn about it.

    "No, Larsia. It''s not safe here."

    "Danger..."

    "Fine, I''ll go home."

    "Hey."

    With or without, Ritna dragged Larsia''s root away.

    The Creator of the meadow race, who recognizes the Trickster, reveals a sense of crisis.

    "What the hell was that..."

    I don''t see why Ritna would be alarmed.

    While I twisted my neck, I stopped thinking whether it would be good for me to finish Larsia off.

    When I get to the truth, I feel like Catastrophe will happen.

    "Well, Larsia saw it, but the wound is shallow. If this is okay -"

    - It didn''t.

    "Yut......"

    "Yona......"

    Difficult to leave and another difficulty.

    The next thing I saw was the Albino girl who had been "teleporting".

    "Yut?"

    "It''s me."

    Even in Acorn and Alusia, was it difficult to hold Yona down? Or did you detect an anomaly with the intuition of a psychic?

    Jonah has the same faceless expression and it''s hard to guess what''s going on.

    "Hey, you failed me."

    With a smile to reassure her, Yut approaches Jonah and strokes her head.

    Different hands, but same hands.

    Now it seemed that Jonah could finally tie Yut with the beauty in front of her with equals.

    "Yut."

    "Yeah."

    "Tits, there are"

    "Well, there is..."

    To straighten things out, Yut snorts.

    That was the part where I dared not touch it. In a double sense.

    I think so.

    Then you don''t think there''s anything there.

    But such deception doesn''t work for Jonah.

    "Uh-oh."

    A girl from Albino stretched her overly white hand unconstitutionally to Yut''s chest.

    I can''t prevent it from happening unexpectedly, and I''m also reluctant to wave away at Jonah''s attitude, which is something different from what it usually looks like.

    As a result, he rubs it casually, but it stays.

    "Um... Yona...? Do you want me to stop you for a second? Because it tickles."

    With a pulled laugh, Yut begs.

    But the reaction I returned was unimaginable.

    "Ugh......, wow ahhh"

    "I cried -!?"

    Not without emotions, but Jonah''s cry for lack of emotional expression.

    I never even saw this in Yut. No, you''ve never seen anyone.

    Not so long ago, I was shocked.

    I don''t know how to do this, but Yut is a wolf. Think of it, Ren is also a very nice and good kid, and this never happened.

    The trick is strangely cute, and it''s not hard to imagine that if there were acorns on this occasion, they would have pointed the camera at the smartphone.

    "Because tomorrow it''s healing. ''Cause it''s okay."

    "... really?

    "Really."

    So you''re relieved, Jonah hugs you all the time.

    "Uh. That''s good, but I can''t do my job"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Oh, my God.

    Yut lifted the Albino girl with full force and slowly moved straight to the concierge, letting her sit on her lap.

    Dressed to hold Jonah from behind, who somehow stopped crying, Yut went on to do business.

    There was no disturbance after that - it was also witnessed by Exile, but there was no particular reaction - the day goes by.

    "Oh...... I knew I''d calm down."

    Yuut, who returned to his original body as described in the Book of Divinity, smudged and crushed as he tasted his coffee in the office.

    "I''ll get used to it. I''ll get used to it."

    "Yesterday, you seemed like a tough day"

    "I''m glad Mr. Kagra didn''t see me"

    "As far as I''m concerned, I''m very sorry."

    Kagra returns to her job as secretary smiles mischievously.

    Before I went to Li Kutua, I was sniveling, but for now, although I am on hold, my relationship could be repaired enough to make jokes with each other.

    That would be a great pleasure.

    Give me a break.

    Yut also smiles back and puts the coffee cup on his desk.

    - and.

    In that motion, a vegetable paper caught on the sleeve rises and falls to the floor.

    Unfortunately, I turned around and tried to walk out under Kagra''s feet.

    "Dangerous."

    Without thinking about it later, Yut tries to kick the chair and support Kagra''s body.

    "When..."

    Though it was worth it and the two heads had been hit, collisions with the floor were avoided.

    "Oh, thank you, Master Yut"

    Kagra says thank you.

    With Yut''s face and voice.

    "No, am I the one who''s worse... et al?

    Yut tilts his neck.

    with Kagra''s face and body.

    "Now it''s a replacement. How dare you..."

    Will this go back to normal after a day?

    Yut set on his way, looking at himself from right to left.

 494 Prologue

    After his return from Li Kutua, some disturbances occurred, but generally peaceful days continued around Yut.

    Or is it that compared to the battle that hung the fate of the world, it''s just a little everyday spice, such as a sexual change or a change of personality?

    Most importantly, it is too dangerous to equalize the standards of the Yuts with public perception.

    After consultation with Arcia and others, it will not be an issue, such as an enemy that can be physically managed, compared to every step of Valtrude, which has become more active than usual.

    I never make any explicit statements, because there are such abusive thoughts at the root.

    Anyway, it was also worth it for Yut to continue his work, even if his gender and body changed, and the problem was minimized.

    Besides, there are non-Yut personnel in the Marquis of Istas.

    The festival of Istas ended without delay, and then the end took place at the Clerk''s Claude centre. We have received a report in due course, but there is nothing Yut can do directly in that regard.

    The same was true with regard to the former slaves brought back on the Southern expedition, and this one was primarily in charge by Cress, who was assigned as an apprentice.

    All of a sudden, in the sense of a sense of responsibility, it can be said that the material is appropriate. Yut had no experience in territorial management either. You should do well.

    Including in this respect, the Marquis d ''Istas territory was as usual.

    Speaking of unusual things, the fact that Yut no longer makes a single incision about the Book of Divinity (Grimoire). Then, is it that Jonah can no longer leave Yut?

    With regard to the former, it may be that we should say that we have written off our existence from memory rather than stopped speaking. If beating it back to Vainamarinen would also be dangerous, we''ll have to decide that it wasn''t.

    And with regard to the latter - Jonah, there are significant external factors that put her emotions in a precarious situation, such as crying out in shock that Yut''s gender has changed.

    Perhaps, but Yut and Valtrude disappeared - transferring with spells to push back the helix of despair (Leliouria) - and stimulated the trauma that sprouted when.

    Regardless of whether that was the correct answer, it was a situation that Arusia also had no choice but to tolerate, since it was easy to imagine how shocked she had been.

    For this reason, even now that he was out with Valtrude, Yut was still carrying an Albino girl.

    "You''re like a parent or a child."

    "I don''t remember having such a big daughter."

    To Valtrude, who laughs next door, Yut answers in tannic terms.

    There''s no way Yut can refuse more than Alcia has admitted. No, I still doubt you can hear me even if I make a rejection.

    Nevertheless, I am not dissatisfied with that.

    Frankly, I''m used to it, and it''s not like I''m dating a weighty wife. If I could play a part in Jonah''s mental stability, there was nothing like carrying it.

    Yes. It''s not a date.

    The purpose today was to drop him off.

    "It''s a special victory. It''s daunting."

    Yut laughs unwittingly at the good voices he hears from overhead.

    But that''s all I can do. There was something I wanted to say, but I couldn''t forget the gratitude Valtrude took care of.

    That, an extinct beauty whose abdominal bloating began to stand out. Besides, carrying the Albino girl, the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    What they are is the aerial garden rimnus with all the seasonal flowers blooming.

    Whenever you come, there''s a spectacular view here.

    The wind carries a sweet scent, and you can hear a sober water sound from the waterway running vertically and horizontally through the garden. Nature and spirit settle and fatigue fall out.

    Yut didn''t believe in the existence of a power spot or anything, but the reality of magic was unplugged, and when I was here, I did have the feeling of being healed, both physically and mentally.

    Hopefully, I want to spend all my time here.

    The ruler of such a healing space is the giant Red Dragon (Red Dragon). The Red Fire Dragon Pearla Vent brings a satisfactory sickle and wields the wingless humans.

    The scales of red balls glistening in the sun are mysterious, and the fangs that chew everything up on an unusual body are terribly beautiful.

    All over the body, full of majesty and confidence, which, again, led to beauty.

    That has nothing to do with the new assignment she undertook.

    He was nominated deputy by the dragon god Bahamut and entrusted with the clean-up of Li Kutua, who was in confusion by Wado Renka.

    In other words, a testament that you are trusted by Dragon God.

    Being relied upon by his opponent, who was offered an edge off, was sufficient to satisfy the self-esteem of the Red Fire Dragon.

    Besides, we didn''t break up because we didn''t like it. You can''t be relying on me from someone like that and not be good at it.

    Naturally, my nose gets rough too. If it''s Yona or Larsia, enough to blow it off.

    But it wasn''t so simple to talk about whether that would lead to motivation.

    Regardless, Parra Vento herself does not intend to rule, but leaves it to those who descend - to push.

    In fact, it is thus told to attach the muscle path of governance in the period required for the return and return with the Falv. I haven''t heard back. what would be executed and was not in doubt.

    A hell of a tyrant, but a man who can be stopped, at least not in Li Kutua.

    The legendary Red Fire Dragon will reign after more than half of the people living in his land have been shown the battle between the Evil Dragon Emperor and the Yuts.

    No one will defy you by mistake, and even if you were there, you will just be crushed. Those who know it will act desperately to conform to the intentions of Parra Vento.

    If there is no result, they may be burned down by the flames that descend from heaven. You can''t be serious about not working on it.

    As a result, there was a good chance that a governing mechanism would be inaugurated that Yut would not have had to use.

    "Damn, it''s not about taking care of burning. If this Parra Vento were on the ground, what would have happened?"

    Admire. It''s a compliment.

    Not only words, but red fire dragons appeal to the whole body. In fact, that''s all I have to say when it comes to her work... even if I skipped that point, it just seemed to be floating. Point that out to the face, though I can''t guarantee my life.

    "I''m on track."

    "... what did I say?

    The feeling of not wearing clothes on Yut''s back''s teeth - Jonah - did not seem to reach Pearla Vent''s ears, however.

    "Aren''t you pretending you didn''t hear me?

    The same goes for the point of the Holy Virgin of Helenonia that...

    "But, well, it''s true that you saved me."

    That''s what I said, Yut, a eunuch for his beloved wife who tries to pursue the truth.

    Seven islands. Five ancient dragons. Three jewels. The only dragon emperor.

    The symbol of Li Kutua, once so admired, fell short of many.

    Moderate treatments alone are difficult to recover from such a situation.

    Perla Vento''s input is obviously nothing but a rough cure, but the drama drug is more effective than a drug.

    It may not be the best option for the people of Li Kutua......

    (For what I''ve decided to leave it to you, you''re untrained)

    So could it have been a better option, even if it wasn''t for the best?

    That''s what I thought, Yut, but that''s where I broke the thought. It''s like being obsessed with a discarded card, which is vicious rather than meaningless.

    Fortunately, the alliance between the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento and the Marquis Istas family will continue.

    If something went wrong over there, it meant there was a big fathername to intervene. Besides, if anything, no matter what you shut up, there will be a divine descent to Arusia.

    I''ll leave it to you, but I''m not leaving you completely alone.

    That''s what I think, I''ll have to watch.

    Yuut, folded, lowered his gaze from the overhead parla vento, and spoke to the administrator of the heavenly treasure beneath it - or the former administrator - Swion.

    "That''s why the rest will be in the form of leaving it to Parra Vento, not us. I''m sorry to throw you out, but you can''t abandon our lives, so forgive me."

    That said, Yut bows his head.

    It was a difficult task with Yona on her back in the way, but she couldn''t possibly not.

    Swion, who was supposed to be one of the parties, settled outside the mosquito nets because he could not be taken to Li Kutua due to a debilitation during drifting. In the meantime, the heavenly jewels were lost.

    It also includes an apology for it.

    There''s no such thing as extinction.

    But it''s not a hoard to be bowed down.

    He waves his hands in a hurry, and if that doesn''t get through, Swion bows his head, too.

    "Isn''t this the one that caused the inconvenience? Again, thank you very much."

    A reward for apologies played out in the air garden.

    "Yut, dangerous"

    "Around."

    As a result, it was Yut who raised his head first.

    The balance is out. Yona can''t strangle me.

    "Well, my husband is oddly prescriptive, or very responsible. Flush me moderately."

    "Ha ha..."

    But you can''t even be convinced that''s what they say and say, "Yes, do you?"

    The dragon man (Draconut), who is fully recovered and returning to Li Kutua with Perla Vento, responds as if he were in trouble.

    Even from the face where the emotions were hard to read, the emotions were conveyed.

    "... I didn''t expect Val to say that"

    Isn''t Valtrude the lump of brother-in-law and responsibility?

    Yut tries to argue that......

    "A couple of similarities?

    With the voice I heard from my back, I had to abstain.

    "Uh, well. I couldn''t help much this time, but if anything happens, please rely on me again."

    Seeing Parra Vento on the side, Yut once again turned to Swion and said:

    "You''re the one on the left. So let''s not drift next time."

    Swion accordingly continued, staring at the distance when he cut the words.

    "If we''re home, we''d like to find out first why Wadow Renka led to such outrages. After that, now that you''ve left the role of treasure manager, will you look back at what you can do?"

    I am not allowing Wadow Renka''s outrage. But I guess I heard speculation from Yut that was close to the truth and some part of it I could understand.

    Yut nodded back, seemingly only slightly flattered, to the swing that exposed his determination.

 495 1. Dragon Gods Place Souvenir (Previous)

    "Oh, again...... I can remember self-loathing myself stopping moving"

    "... Yut, did you say anything?

    The Yuts - the same members who dropped off Parla Vento and Swion - were in the golden meadows. There''s nothing to block, literally, a meadow that goes on everywhere. It''s impossible, but even the existence of the horizon is suspicious.

    The sun sits in the midheavens, and the sun falls brightly.

    Soon, I was in a place like that.

    Valtrude beside Yut. And Yona on the back. It''s a positional relationship that makes me want to say it''s normal, but I don''t remember coming to a place like this.

    (After that, go Hardenturm and talk to Jinga...)

    Not even moving into abrupt expansion, Yut explores his most recent memories.

    I dropped off the departure of the aerial garden and then didn''t go straight back to Falve.

    Because of this, I stopped by Hardenturm to find a stall. Then, Valtrude leaves it to Jonah and Yut alone to act differently. We stopped inside the Tenryu and had a little talk with Jinga.

    That''s all that''s changed.

    The rest is as usual, and I remember all the way into bed with these three. Nowhere is there a gap where such beautiful meadows emerge.

    So this is a dream.

    I''m conscious even though it''s a dream, and I can talk.

    Such a paranormal is something you get used to a few times, too, and Yut keeps the conversation flat.

    "No, I''m just talking to myself -"

    "Yut, he said he hated himself."

    "What? I don''t think so."

    As usual - because it''s in my dreams, and my bloated abdomen is back on track - Valtrude stuffed me.

    A nose beam that went all the way through. Shimmer eyes than gems. Faces that embody the ideal.

    Rather than being neat, it looks like the concept of beauty has taken shape as it is. Is she beautiful or is she because she is beautiful? Or is the concept of beauty formed on the basis of Valtrude?

    Looking up close, I''m even about to reverse the cause and effect.

    "It is impossible to be liked by all. Humans. No one. There will be flaws. But as much as I do, I have to love myself. Otherwise, no one will ever love you. Then I, Alcia and Acorn will be in trouble"

    Such a diocesan knight (paladin) began his sermon so close that it seemed breathtaking.

    But it doesn''t reach Yut''s ear. Instead, if I understood it properly, I would be embarrassed and managed.

    So only one thought.

    "... Val is going to be a good mother."

    "What!?"

    Unexpected words are uttered, and Valtrude lags behind in horror.

    I dyed my cheeks and let my gaze wander...... I giggled at you for being able to digest inside me.

    "Right. Well, I''m not sure myself...... If that''s what Yut says, it''s not going to be a mistake. Mm-hmm. You have to have a healthy child to make that assessment a reality!

    Valtrude renews his determination, albeit in the light.

    Yut also took such a loving wife''s hand, and was gentle.

    I''ve entered the world of the two of us even in my dreams, but I still have Jonah on Yut''s back.

    "When there''s a gap, I''m going to..."

    The tone of the albino girl in the outfit that has been ignored sounds flat, as you are accusing her or simply pointing out the facts.

    However, even if it was an accusation, it was not directed towards Yut or Valtrude. That''s pointless enough to tell you not to flow lower into the water.

    Truly reprehensible is the existence that created the gap.

    "Yut, Val. Something''s coming."

    Jonah, rising from her back to her shoulder, pointed to heaven.

    Ahead, a huge shadow blocking the sun. Glowing in gold, a majestic being. Oddly enough, it was identical to the existence that Jonah was subject to accusation.

    "... aren''t you a Hellenonian god"

    "You''re not. This time, it was like your production."

    The three look up to heaven.

    In just a few dozen seconds, the giant shadow went down to the meadow.

    But the yuts stay looking up.

    Not so long ago, that man Yut said - the golden dragon (Gold Dragon) sitting in front of him was enormous.

    "Dragon God Bahamut......"

    Even Valtrude is overwhelmed by the fact that he can only crush the name of God.

    Flaming Spirit Prince Il Canjual, Spider Subgod Ig Nus-Zad, Dimensional Sailing Ship (Plain Craft) Spelllight, Red Fire Dragon Parra Vent. And Wado Renka, the evil dragon emperor.

    It has been relative to immense beings, both biological and artificial.

    But the digits are different from those.

    More powerful, full of majesty, my soul trembled just to see. Not by impulse, but by nature. Naturally, I want to get down on my knees.

    The emotions that spring up in the sight of the great patron saint of the dragon are probably similar to the awe of nature.

    Mountains pounding heaven. Stars coloring the ceiling. Blowing storms. Wild seas.

    more primitive, and that is why beings are subject to pure faith.

    The dragon god Bahamut was proud of his comparable greatness.

    "First, I have to apologize. This time, I caused trouble."

    The great dragon god begs forgiveness by lowering his long neck near the ground.

    I am surprised and unable to react to voices that behave too frankly and have a more youthful impression than I thought, though dignified.

    But Valtrude was different.

    "That apology, let me accept"

    No less than the dragon god Bahamut - would that be too much?

    But the more Yut thought so, the more dignified Valtrude was.

    If Yut had handled it, it would have been a lot more messy. Don''t be hostile, Yut smiles in his heart.

    "Right."

    Exhaled relieved, so that not only the yuts, but the meadows themselves sounded.

    Again, the scale as an organism is different.

    "Then take the reward. Say what you want, but it''s good."

    "I will resign that"

    There was something inside me about telling Dragon God to fulfill his wishes, but Yut apologized without getting lost.

    "In the end, the red fire dragon, Parra Vento, came in the form of a backlash."

    "... you seem to have made me pay attention"

    "I don''t know what you mean."

    Yut responded with a poker face.

    Parra Vent was nominated by Bahamut to represent him in ruling Li Kutua.

    It was a temporary - albeit on the Gods'' timescale - measure, but it was also a procedure that could contravene the Blue Covenant (Brewers), which forbade direct intervention by the Gods on earth.

    Still, I did it for another reason, partly because Li Kutua was so messed up.

    As a matter of fact, it was also a procedure to make the Red Fire Dragon have a proven track record.

    Therefore, the rejection of the reward by the Yuts would make Parra Vento have flowers.

    Yut had noticed that, but would not try to touch it at all.

    Valtrude, of course, doesn''t notice. It''s just that if it''s Yut''s decision, I have full confidence that it''s the right thing to do.

    Jonah, needless to say, is indifferent.

    The dragon god, who at least took Yut''s intentions accurately, snaps with worry.

    "When I was clothed with treasure, I let my anger exile me, but as I heard from the Zeras what was going on on on that earth... na"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut, silence had chewed up the correctness of the adage gold.

    "If it does come true, I only have one favor to ask you"

    That being said, I can''t wait for Bahamut to seem to continue his stupidity.

    Yut remembered and decided to cut out the matter of the treasure of the land, which Jinga and I had also consulted.

    "One remaining jewel of the land, can''t you give it to me"

    "Hmm...... I see."

    As always, Valtrude and Jonah do not express their opinions even if they are surprised by Yut''s words. Shut up and watched Yut offer the jewels of the earth.

    As earlier, only the dragon god Bahamut understands Yut''s sincerity.

    "Even now, I don''t think it''ll be a source of chaos."

    "I know that..."

    Do you blame me?

    "That''s the place."

    Of the three jewels, only one is left of the land jewel.

    The Dragon Emperor will no longer be born, but only has the value of being a powerful treasure (artifact).

    Moreover, the residual thought of the Dragon Emperor has disappeared as well.

    Of course, I would be able to make the most of it if I had it on hand......

    If possible, we should return to where we should be. That was the conclusion reached by Yut and Jinga.

    "Come on."

    Seeing as Yut''s will would not be overshadowed, the dragon god Bahamut did not make any more arguments.

    The jewels of the earth, offered with respect, are enveloped in light and float in the universe as if they were drawn by an invisible thread. And where he reached the sight of Bahamut, he could disappear without sound.

    "But being returned the jewels of the earth doesn''t mean nothing... yes"

    Did you just come up with it? Or was it something I was thinking about originally?

    Neither is certain, but Bahamut brings a sickle and opens his huge mouth.

    "Then there would have been a golden dragon boy with an edge"

    "Godlan!"

    "Good name. Let''s raise the Godlan as Yuko."

    I didn''t fully understand what that meant until exactly, but it shouldn''t be a bad thing.

    "And when the time comes, let me send you. Godlan will want it too"

    Upon hearing the added words, Jonah was pleased to slap Yut on the shoulder.

    If they react like that, they also have to leave out the question of where to let them sleep, etc.

    "It''s time to break up, the newest ones who are closest to us."

    I heard the Dragon God''s voice in the distance.

    The time has come to wake up, and I can make you understand without refusing.

    "The future is uncertain. Nothing to be alarmed about."

    Finally, I left a warning, and my encounter with the Dragon God marked an end.

 496 2. Dragon Gods Place Souvenir (After)

    "A dream..."

    In a blurry state characteristic of sleeping, Yut rises loose.

    I looked around as I yawned small to see if my brain wasn''t getting enough oxygen.

    This is the couple''s bedroom. Sleeping was a large bed given to me by Vainamarinen. And with me is my beloved wife and Albino girl. There is a yuut in the center of the bed, both of which are occupied by Valtrude and Jonah.

    The memories of places, objects and people are revived, and dreams and realities meet.

    Yut, Valtrude, Jonah.

    These three were summoned by the dragon god Bahamut, probably because they were thus solidified in one place and slept.

    If it was meant to be, maybe I should avoid the bed with my weighty wife. But there is a self-declaration: "Is it safer to be with someone, for what you care," and the sleeping minister is actually grown up.

    Because you''re holding hands when you''re asleep - inevitably, it''s still happening - but you can''t fall out of bed in case.

    As for Jonah, she looks like she''s listening to herself.

    Well, other than Valtrude at the moment - Arcia or Acorn. Or both - and being with Jonah is an obstacle. Not out of the way, but there''s an obstacle.

    Thinking about it, I''d say these three were called, inevitably.

    "This time, it''s over peacefully."

    Remembering the contents of the dream, Yut nodded satisfactorily.

    In fact, I was satisfied.

    Without touching the castle fortress, there is no such thing as a descent of the gods - albeit minute gods (avatars).

    Of course, women''s luck is irrelevant.

    This fortress of Falve has been allowed to be greatly utilized as a base, and there are many benefits from the descent of the minute divine bodies. Even Larsia today can''t say she''s not happy.

    "But I have more work to do..."

    In the end, peace is best.

    In that sense, can we say that Bahamut contributes to world peace?

    Maybe the dragon god Bahamut was quite personable, although he seems to have failed to marry once. The failure of marriage is also caused by the Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento. Rather, Bahamut is the victim.

    If we don''t change the perception, Yut nods one person.

    But that was early.

    "Oh. Good morning, Yuut"

    With his hands held together, Valtroude rises as he peels.

    Yut gets more nervous about the unmanipulated movement that doesn''t make him feel the weight.

    But I''m not even worried...

    Even in the state of weight, Valtrude is out of standard. To some extent, it''s best to let them go.

    "Morning, Val. We were dreaming together, weren''t we?

    "Uhm. That''s right, the dragon god Bahamut. You were a great god."

    I guess there was something about feeling the grandeur. Valtrude praises him with a nod. No way, it''s not because you seem strong... it should.

    "But I wonder what the last warning was about..."

    "I''m worried about that, too, Yut"

    "Hmm?"

    "What''s that?

    "Which one?"

    Yut looked back to look at the end of his gaze... he lost his word.

    On the bed, there was an unfamiliar object. A golden, glittering, beautiful object.

    I didn''t immediately realize it was because Jonah''s body, which threw out her limbs, was shaded.

    "Hey, Yona. Out of my way."

    "Mmm."

    The girl in the albino looks grumpy. But I can''t take that into account.

    Unfortunately, I let go of my hand, which was connected to Valtrude, and roll Jonah around like I was doing that against my dog.

    And I took the object in question.

    It''s bigger than spreading your palm around. Is the thickness about thin booklet? It looks like metal, but I can''t even guess what metal it is. The same goes for the machining method.

    If it''s not metal, what is it?

    I''ve seen similarities. I do......

    "More"

    "Not more."

    That''s what I said in my mouth, but I rolled the Albino girl with my feet depending on your snare.

    While doing so, Yut appraises it with a sharp gaze.

    Valtroude also tried to participate in the appraisal...... I moved my gaze to Jonah, who stretched out both hands and legs and rolled away.

    "Uhm...... I''m not an expert..."

    "The way you talk, you seem to have an idea."

    You know, I say I''m not sure.

    Valtrude, proud to understand such a Yut thing more than anyone else, again holds hands and urges him to speak.

    "I think it''s a dragon scale"

    "Right. If you ask me, there''s a shadow."

    What Valtrude thought of was Exile armor.

    If you ask me, they vary in size and so on, but they seemed similar to the materials that make up that dragon scale (Dragon Skyle) armor.

    "After that dream. Isn''t it strange to see the scale of the dragon?

    "Not surprisingly, who were we to meet?

    "Of course that...... oh, you mean that!

    Finally, Valtrude realized Yut''s concerns. I shouted Eureka, but I held my mouth down in advance because Jonah was about to get loud.

    "For more information, I just have to ask Mr. Urdan to appraise me..."

    Dragon Artist Urdan also played an important role in the creation of the Horse Sword (White Knight), a specialist in dragon materials.

    If it is a scale of dragons he has never seen......

    "Ten and eighty-nine, it would be the scale of the dragon god Bahamut. Totally instrumental."

    It dismissed the reward that should have been given, even the jewels of the earth were returned.

    So, I guess nothing was going to happen at the moment.

    I can understand that...

    "As a family heirloom, I wonder if I would decorate it somewhere..."

    Use it, kill it, or go too far.

    Yut put a golden scale up in heaven...... he smiled, just saying a good idea had come to mind.

    "You look like you''ve come up with something nasty again."

    Even from my beloved wife, smile hard to say refreshing.

    "- That will be the backdrop in Li Kutua."

    From the rescue of the starting Swion to the encounter with the dragon god Bahamut, the end point.

    After spending plenty of time talking, Yuut dampened his tongue with a few cups of tea to become his eyes and waited for his reaction.

    My lord and friend, a reaction from Alsace.

    "Guardian Lord Amaxa."

    "Ha."

    "The rest, angry"

    What was told with a hard look and voice, unfortunately, was what Yut expected.

    King Alsace and Yuut.

    It is the king''s private room, not between sights, that the two of them are face-to-face.

    Eudit is not present, but instead is held aside by the Chancellor, Dieter Shakel.

    Even when it comes to private rooms, it is more correct, precisely, to have a reception room adjacent to it.

    In the center of the room, a low table is arranged on a clothed sofa. On top of that, a teacup that is barely raising the hot air.

    The floor is covered in carpet and decorated to such an extent that the walls are not disturbed. All of them are delicacies that are harmonious in a dimension of luxury and elegance.

    It''s luxurious, but it can''t even be rude. It gave me a sense of refined royal taste over the years.

    In this regard, the Invisible Mansion (Clinelle) also gives way to a step.

    "I know that you''ve made a mistake and that you''re angry."

    Yut bows his head in a tone that may be unusual.

    Previously on the Great Martial Arts in Falve. Alsace, who won, asked Yut to accompany them if they ever had an adventure.

    I fulfilled it properly when I visited the aerial garden Limnus, but not just once.

    Yut, of course, understood that.

    Understand, I didn''t take you on an expedition to Li Kutua. I even skipped prior consultation.

    Neither that nor this, for the sake of a smooth state operation¡­ was there any reason, but it was still a secondary one. The primary reason was consideration for Queen Eudit.

    There''s no way I can leave her pregnant, just like Valtrude, and take Alsace, for example.

    Rather than, judging by common sense, it is unlikely in itself to involve a king of a country in disturbances in a remote land. Therefore, Dieter Shakel, who is present, was on Yut''s side.

    Nevertheless, I''m sure I broke my promise.

    "I brought you something to apologize for, so please calm your anger with this"

    "Hmm..."

    And even as Alsace, I understood that I was saying difficult things that I couldn''t.

    It is praised both by Eudit and by the retired former King Charlton.

    Still, what I''m offering is anticipation of the next opportunity. If I put it this strongly, it shouldn''t be ignored.

    For that reason, I was going to do a hand-to-hand job with the ''apology item'' that Yut would offer...

    "What''s this?

    Open the purple veil and Alsace looks at the contents.

    Metal plate larger than palm. But when you actually hold it, it''s so light that it can''t be metal.

    "It''s a scale given by the Dragon God Bahamut."

    "Become"

    That''s right, Alsace, too, couldn''t hide the surprise.

    Round your eyes, you''re about to unwittingly take it off.

    "Something terrible..."

    Alsace crushing.

    He has a rare look on his face, and once Eudit finds out, he is absolutely certain he will deeply and deeply regret why he was not on the spot.

    "Actually, there was a continuation of the earlier story -"

    That''s how Yut tells how he got it.

    Even so, when I woke up, I just said I had a golden scale on my pillow.

    "I didn''t receive it directly, and I got testimony from experts that it''s ''more beautiful and sturdy than I''ve ever seen before'', but I''m not sure if it''s that one"

    By the way, when I requested the appraisal, I interviewed Woldan, the dragon engineer, for the assignment, but he has been refused. Going so far, it must be awesome to process.

    Next, he also examined the assignment to Jinga through Kagra, although not as a substitute for the jewels of the earth.

    But as of Kagra, it was rejected. That''s already, with all the jumping momentum.

    What Yut learned in this matter is that owning a treasure also requires a lot of character.

    In that regard, if you are Rotosilt Royal, there is nothing wrong with that.

    "Prime Minister, what do we do?

    "... what should I be aware of in storing it?

    In the dark, Yut replies with an exaggerated nod to the Prime Minister, who has asked if there is any danger.

    "Nothing in particular"

    If it''s the scale of the dragon god Bahamut, it''s harder to break it the other way around.

    Nor is it dangerous enough to explode all of a sudden.

    "... can only be considered a national treasure"

    Alsace nodded silently at the squeezing belly words.

    In the future, even to speak selfishly, vow to turn moderation around.

 497 3. Prince, working (before)

    Fast-growing, Falv, the heart of the Marquis of Istas.

    Yut builds the foundation by taking over the basic settings made by the great sage Vainamarinen, and Dwarf youths led by Tordek build the building.

    There, the people who work in the Falve - the civilians who work in the castle fortifications, the Temple officials. Besides, the Dwarves themselves - move in, and also the merchants they''re looking for relocate.

    In Falv, which has developed in that way, there is rarely a ghetto.

    Sometimes Yut is suppressing excessive population growth, and sometimes Larsia is disciplining the back society.

    More than that, the Marquis Territory of Istas, which has been boiling well in the past few years, has had as many jobs and has been put on a quorum. And it is also significant that the Dwarves'' architectural velocity exceeds population growth.

    In addition, health insurance became a safety net and almost no longer dropped out of society due to illness or injury.

    Few poor people exist without eating or eating. This can''t even do the ghetto.

    But more recently, a neighborhood was born close to it.

    A corner where three-story collective housing (apartments) meets.

    In Falve, which is equipped with sewers, there are many two-story buildings combined with it. This collective dwelling is an accommodation premised on tentative residence.

    Temporary residence to move to a residence in that neighborhood if you officially decide to work.

    There, the liberating slaves from the South moved in in in large numbers. It might be more appropriate, such as packed.

    harsh labor and a past in which only clothing and accommodation were provided that could interrupt the minimum. Subsequent sailing journeys. Compared to them, it would be a treat... but if you mistake the helm, you could remain poor.

    It was Cress who ran for the helm, no, who was entrusted with the helm.

    Of course, his colleagues are helping him, but Cress continued his lonely struggle as the one responsible.

    "I don''t care about anything. I want you to let me know if you have any supplies that are missing."

    "No, you''ve done well enough."

    Now face-to-face at the doorstep of a collective home is an old man with crooked hips.

    It was useless in the sense of labor, but part of the management of the slaves had been entrusted to it by the servant side with experience and popularity. I still take over that position and am a compiler of liberated slaves.

    a slave, but a delicate position that it was also on the part of the servant.

    Now, it''s not strange to be hit with a former grudge, but I guess he didn''t behave in a high way. The opposite voice is not mentioned from anywhere, but serves as a point of contact with Cress.

    Did the elder and I just go?

    "I''ve said it many times, but I don''t need to hesitate"

    That''s good, but there was a problem.

    Anyway, it''s less demanding.

    That attitude would be virtuous, but Cress''s position leads to trouble.

    "Rather, because it would be more helpful if you told me before I ran out"

    That is totally true.

    If something happened and then I was as hasty as dealing with it, I''d be far busier from normal.

    That was the true story of Cress weeks after he started working under Clerk Claude Laker rather than Yut......

    "Sounds thick, but if that''s what you mean..."

    Has Cress''s enthusiasm been conveyed?

    An old man expresses his hopes with sorrow.

    In conclusion, there seems to be enough food but not enough clothing. It was a habit once, and they didn''t have the idea of dressing in the first place. So when it is collected in the laundry, etc., I lose the clothes to wear.

    If you don''t put it in the laundry, there will be hygiene problems and complaints from the neighborhood as well.

    Other detailed requests will also be written in a ballpoint pen taken from Earth to a botanical paper made in a Tenryu sandwiched in a clipboard prototyped in Mainz. If Yut or Akane had accompanied him, he might have had the strange emotion of a match.

    Not knowing otherwise, Kress will confirm in his head the steps to be arranged while writing down the quantity of clothing required.

    Some mistakes are forgiven, but I don''t know what will happen if we continue. More importantly, I cannot forgive myself.

    Summarizing the main points with his head and paper, Cress stares at the elders from the front.

    "Something else in trouble. If you ever wondered, I want you to say anything. Absolutely not, because it''s swollen."

    "Yes, yes. Thank you. Bye..."

    One last time, do me a favor in the name of caution, but I can''t hold it until I''m sure the sincerity has been conveyed. Instead of bowing his head, the elders are the end of praying together.

    But it''s counterproductive to say this any more, and Kress smiles her best and returns to Falve''s fortress.

    Cress''s lonely struggle will be where everyone admits it.

    And then I just want to believe it''s not a bad fight.

    That''s what I offered myself, so I''m not gonna throw it out. Still, I''m stuck on the ground wondering if I could do it a little better.

    This falve must be a new heaven and earth for them, but not a life like paradise. A definite reality lay ahead of me.

    "No need to worry"

    To such a cress, advice flies with a hard voice.

    I didn''t say a word earlier, but I had company.

    No, should I even say mentor rather than companion?

    Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash, who is becoming a specialist in clerical handling at some point, speaks faintly of the facts.

    "It''s okay. I have money"

    "I''m not worried about that..."

    Hard girl walking behind - denies the words of Dal-Lukash''s terminal.

    But at the same time, I realized it was not usually possible and stopped by accident.

    Even when I was involved in the return of the Southern expedition, in the procurement of supplies, I was corrupt in time and quality, but I did not worry about payment. So much for the luxurious money.

    That''s the same since my grandfather ordered me to start working at the Marquis Istas house.

    That became commonplace, and I was delayed in noticing the anomaly. I guess I can just say I''m taking it easy without having to run to the gold measure.

    That''s the Istas Marquis family rumored to hunt and compensate for evil dragons when they run out of funds.

    "By the way, wouldn''t you rather have a budget or something?

    "I don''t mind either, but the Lord of Dal-Lukash wouldn''t badly fix it"

    "Well, that guy... I guess so"

    Yut Amaxa.

    The house of the Istas was made a great magician (Arch Mage), and when the autonomous region of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) was added, it had a comparable territory to that of a country.

    Accompanied by an expedition to the South, Allena North Tin said, "Exceptions to humanity". Falve''s assessment of the Deputy Temple Director of the Temple of Helenonia could indeed be said to be reasonable.

    I''ve never been sure, but my age shouldn''t change that much.

    Yet both calm and execution are out of digits.

    Do territorial management beside saving the world. Or, vice versa - I''m saving the world with one hassle of territorial management - but either way, I''m not likely to be able to imitate it or anything.

    So I guess they''ll call it "the exception of humanity" or something.

    "Dal-Lukash apologizes that that was an inappropriate statement"

    "... Sure, it was rude to my boss"

    "Not there. The Lord of Dal-Lukash doesn''t care about that."

    "Well, that''s true, too"

    Neither does Cress really think that''s the problem.

    So where is the focus? There''s nothing much to be done, Dal-Lukash says frankly.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash and Prince Cres. Comparing the two is an error in itself. It didn''t make any sense."

    "That''s right. It doesn''t extend at all."

    "That''s not the same"

    I didn''t change my expression, I didn''t gesture.

    Just words, Dimensional Dragon''s terminal pale denied.

    "If the two positions are different, thoughts and actions will be different from one another. Nevertheless, it did not take that into account. Dal-Lukash apologizes again"

    "Ha..."

    Is it because of fatigue, I can''t turn my head? I don''t fully understand what you''re saying.

    Yut and Cress. I know you two want to say different, but I didn''t think it was too obvious and meaningful a word.

    "... didn''t communicate well. This is a question of Dal-Lukash''s ability"

    "That''s not..."

    "No. Communication failure is the responsibility of the originator. Otherwise, Dal-Lukash thinks that communication always becomes one-sided"

    "Ha..."

    Does that mean you have to think about them instead of saying what you want to say?

    In the meantime, I see that Dal-Lukash cares for me.

    Cress puts on a refreshing smile worthy of calling herself a prince and responds to that feeling.

    "Thanks. I''ll do my best."

    Procurement of clothing heard is not the only job.

    I assigned liberation slaves to collective housing, but there''s no way I can do a perfect room split or anything like that. Adjustments are still ongoing.

    Food arrangements are not over in one go either. We have to serve three meals a day without delay.

    Besides, explanations to neighbors are indispensable. An unfamiliar foreigner came suddenly. There must be no clashes in case.

    Many are relieved of the harsh working environment and the tension caused by long voyages, leaving them ill. Alcia came back and the treatment was easier, but I couldn''t be alarmed.

    Besides, we also have to decide how to shake the liberating slaves. The basics are that they will have the crops brought back from the Southern expedition grown, but a few will have a rejection reaction to farming. I had to introduce them to the job, too.

    What you want to do, what you have to do, is like a mountain.

    Cress is motivated, enough.

    It also has the ability.

    But is that why it should be?

    Working for them and late at night, I went on to just go home and sleep...

    "Ugh..."

    A few days later in the morning.

    My body feels weird.

    "Is that it?"

    Cress couldn''t get up.

 498 4. Prince, Working (After)

    "A cold coming from overwork......? Well, we''ll just have to get some rest."

    "Congratulations...... ho"

    When I woke up in the morning, I only felt lazy, and my illness was even worse after noon.

    Fever in sore throat. And cold. The water I was given to drink - it''s just water - was delicious.

    Whoever it is, I suspect a cold first.

    Later, he left first, but Alcia has made the same diagnosis. There was nowhere to be doubted.

    Since when, such as a cold, Cress follows her memories with a confused head.

    But is it because of your health, or do you really not remember? I couldn''t remember.

    "You don''t have to worry about it. Because I asked Mr. Claude and Dal-Lukash to cover the job. You should rest."

    Yut''s words of course.

    But Cress couldn''t get it right.

    Pathetically, Cress turns her back on Yut.

    The bed, which was not big, smudged, and the wall approached right in front of me.

    Cres lived alone, renting a room in an inn in the city of Falve.

    Claude Laker, entrusted by Yut with the task of preparing a room for the fortress on his own authority, refused to allow Cres to treat it specially.

    I went around a few inns myself because I was used to it in my adventurer''s life, and chose this place because of the taste of the meal. Falve itself is a new city, so every inn has beautiful buildings, and there was no other choice.

    In the room, the bed where Cress is sleeping right now. Chest to use as a storage. Besides, there is only a simple writing desk. The chair on the desk was used by Yut.

    Alcia left the inn first after completing her examination, not only to prescribe medication, but also because of one end of the room''s narrowness.

    A room that is obviously too small for a prince of one country to use.

    However, Cress was content to be a quality.

    "... pity... no, sir"

    Did you realize you can''t keep your back turned forever?

    Hit the turnaround, and Kress crushes interruptedly as she looks at the ceiling.

    It was the 12-year-old daughter of this inn who discovered Cress, who was in poor health.

    Usually Cress comes down at the same time she starts serving breakfast - just like a prince from her daughter''s eyes - but she doesn''t wake up for long.

    So, if you never come to see how it goes - so be it.

    This history alone makes me applaud my pity.

    As a matter of fact, Claude Laker told Cress to inform the castle first, and Yut and Arsia arrived.

    It became important to the extent that I caught a cold.

    It annoyed a lot of people''s hands.

    I''m sorry to include that.

    Preliminary initial steps such as physical fitness management. If you''re an adventurer, you''re an impossible loser. How much, I was overconfident, even though I had a track record of dating Lela''s unscrupulous training.

    Embarrassing.

    I''m ashamed, but because of the fever, my thoughts don''t come together any more. Various thoughts are sprayed away.

    A halfway situation where you seem to be sleepy and unable to sleep.

    I follow Yuut''s movements with my eyes, blurring, with a cloth wet in ice water against my forehead.

    "I can''t think of anything like that."

    While nursing - temporary until the medicine comes - Yut comforts Cress with a soft voice.

    In fact, I didn''t think it was a big problem.

    On the contrary, I think it''s clumsy, but I even rate it as more splendid than myself.

    "I would have done the same without Huberd''s bed and Arcia Dinner."

    Without the experience of falling, you cannot know how painful it is.

    And I can remember the art of walking carefully if I know how painful it is.

    Everything has the experience it takes.

    Cress grew one thing.

    That''s what I''m praising...

    (Uh-huh. I don''t feel like I''m getting through)

    It''s supposed to be an honest argument, but there''s no sign I convinced Cress.

    Persuasion is different depending on who speaks, not what. This time, it seemed to fit the example.

    "Speaking of which... Before this, Dal-Lukash told me. He said he had no choice but to compare me to you."

    So you don''t understand what''s being said and you''re not convinced?

    With that thought on board, Cress talks pompously about what he talked about with Dal-Lukash.

    It was a yuut I was going to stop if I had a health problem, but in the end, I lost that enthusiasm and finished listening to it to the end.

    "What do you mean, I know...?

    "Thanks again, didn''t you just say that?

    Yut responds strangely that you haven''t said anything difficult.

    "I''d do this, and Cress wouldn''t make sense to do this. Because right now, I''m the only one who can tackle that problem. It has nothing to do with the superiority or inferiority of your abilities there."

    If they chew it up and say it, it sounds like an uncontested honest argument.

    But it was also beautiful.

    "Really... is it...? At least I don''t think it''s wrong to want to be someone."

    "I''m not wrong. But it can be dangerous to ask for something you don''t have."

    Yut searches for words as he wipes the sweat off his neck.

    Should I say or not?

    "Dal-Lukash made a mistake. It''s supposed to have never happened, but I guess you care."

    "Fault?"

    In the end, Yut gets just a little lost and then tells how Dal-Lukash became a mad all-knowing dragon in search of all-knowing.

    Seeking all knowledge, but that I went insane unacceptably.

    Exactly, it has to pass, but it is as it were.

    "I can only be myself. If you force yourself to go up there, you will be unhappy..."

    I can''t hide my surprise from the first story I''ve heard. Cress.

    Even Dal-Lukash, who is far more capable than he is, is failing.

    That was giving Cress a fresh surprise.

    "You wouldn''t deny it until you were uplifted, but, well, I guess that''s what you mean. The more brittle the perfect thing is."

    "Now, if I get too much on my hands, how do I..."

    "You have company."

    All the while, Cress wanders around in bed.

    "Well, I guess I''m like one of them. I know what it''s like to hold you in, but if you''re going to be king, you have to let others do it... so this could have been something you had to realize for yourself. King Eldrick is about to give me a novel."

    "King... if you want to be king..."

    "He''s not the king, but we''ll take care of our Val."

    "... Indeed"

    I''ve stayed in Falve for less than a month yet, but I can see that.

    Even a hot head, I know.

    "King Alsace has considerably entrusted it to the Chancellor. I tell myself to take you on an adventure."

    "Oh no..."

    Cress, who had only fought directly in the Great Martial Party and secretly held a thank you to Alsace.

    When I heard that unexpected story, for a moment, I also forgot about my physical condition.

    "Unbelievable."

    "Oh, my God, the practice is good there if the policy isn''t even wrong. An emperor in my homeworld, taking up bureaucratic work, making all his own decisions."

    "I think that''s obvious."

    - You couldn''t live long.

    Tell them what you reviewed in class to Vainamarinen with a soft grin.

    Exactly, "King Eldrick''s not that diligent, either, is he? I couldn''t say."

    "Still..."

    "It''s good to work hard. But then I guess I''d better try to think about the future."

    "What kind of king do you want to be..."

    My grandfather is a hero king who rebuilt his doomed homeland.

    My father chose the path to support his grandfather like that.

    Cress gave up to his grandfather, Eldrick, a hero, and went for a hero to succeed him on the throne.

    But I can''t just thank you anymore.

    "I... Still, I want to be involved in as many things as I can¡­ and I think"

    "Right. Then all you need is study. What you have to remember is to decide on the importance and priority and make a rounding choice. And then, don''t take the weight to make your people feel comfortable with the job."

    Yut laughs when his future is difficult.

    Medium, it may be either way, but it is also the most difficult path.

    "Well, ''cause I don''t really get mad when I''m monopolistic. It''s time to disperse. If I were you, I wouldn''t be distracted."

    "Angry...... can you?

    Not responding to Cress, Yut stood up and opened the door to the room.

    "Cress......"

    "Satya......"

    Beyond it stood Satya, a magician (wizard) girl who was a fellow Cress adventurer, with a bag of cloth containing medicine.

    There''s no way a fellow adventurer could even accompany you on a southern expedition.

    I don''t even know what the relationship is, but I''ll leave Cress to it and it won''t be a problem. Alcia entrusted the medicine because she made the same decision.

    Rather than that, it was Yut who taught her about Cress.

    "Take care. And just in case, at least two days off."

    Speaking out with a reckoning that he would probably be listening, Yut leaves the room to replace Satya. With satisfaction that you did a good thing.

    Well, the rest will do well. Be wild, be mountain.

    (I see. Did Jii from Vainamarinen feel this way)

    Mr. Jii''s earlobes shouldn''t be gone.

    Having gained new insights, Yut returned to the office to carry out his own work.

    Arcia and I were waiting at the entrance to the inn, and the two of us took them together.

 499 5. Melancholy Primary Magic Instructor (Previous)

    A new clerk recently entered Ren''s magic medicine (potion) store.

    Makoto Qino, a girl from different worlds who has been apprenticed by the shop owner, the Mage of the Half Elf (Wizard) - is Mana Hatano if we fix this ritual?

    "I appreciate you being able to study, but that''s just how you think about your own existential significance..."

    She stood alone at the counter of a store that rarely came to her guests and gave her a store number.

    No matter how free you are, even if you concentrate on reading the scroll (scroll) for an hour or so, you don''t have a problem.

    And that was normalizing.

    Coming as a guest is only cold, attracted by the rarity of magic drugs, but in fact to the extent of a rare adventurer in this city. There are also thousands of customers in this store if you have a few pairs a day.

    Speaking of whether management will be formed... instead of being formed, I make more money than the merchants there.

    That''s because I receive regular orders for magic drugs from Yut Amaxa, who makes me his shop owner''s apprentice to partition the Marquis Istas family.

    Hundreds of gold coins in a single transaction. In some cases, more than a thousand exchanges occur.

    Of course, not all of it was profitable, but I had no problem hiring a store number with very little work.

    "Mana...... chan"

    "What is it, Master?"

    The name of the real name is called by the girl in the half elf who came out from behind.

    A small voice that you might miss hearing. But it was an unexpectedly clear voice in my ear.

    "Go out... come..."

    Raise the basket in your hand properly and show only a slightly uplifted cheek.

    "As always, you''re adorable"

    I guess I was able to get a picture of the situation with the camera because I''m standing on the stand. Makina shares her straight thoughts.

    As a true name, I was not willing or material to deny it.

    For that reason, it was something completely different that I said.

    "Oh. Are you at Sempai''s?"

    "No..................................................................................... Ugh..."

    A mundane half-elf girl.

    She had long blonde hair that appeared to envelop her whole body, and she became bright red to her ears in the shape of a leaf.

    Usually, Ren rarely changes his expression, though not so much as Jonah does......

    When she looks embarrassed like that, even if it''s her real name, she gets wrapped up in a certain mood.

    "If it fits, I don''t think you need to panic."

    "Because your prince has fallen... he said he wants magic pills to take his fatigue... of!

    Because it''s your job! And, for Ren, he claims to be vocal.

    In fact, the "Quiet (Carm)" magic medicine, which had the effect of removing mental fatigue, also worked immensely on Yut. The more Alcia asks for regular deliveries.

    "I understand. You''re not going to see a professor."

    "... yes, but not..."

    Just delivering the goods, I''m not going to see Yut. That doesn''t mean I want to see Yut.

    I can''t deny or affirm Makina''s words, and Ren goes right and left on the spot.

    "Already, Makina''s messing with you"

    "Ugh...... The inexperienced shock ran through the circuit¡­"

    "Yes, I''m coming... hey"

    Machina became familiar - after the tablet, AI - but in the gap, Ren left the store as quickly as the wind.

    "Master, be careful not to fall -"

    "- Ugh"

    It was at the same time that my real name felt dangerous and skipped the warning, while Ren stuck around the moment he opened the store''s entrance.

    I can''t make it.

    While I think so, my true name jumps out of the counter.

    I took a big step or two and reached for Ren, but the reality was ruthless. The hand cuts off the sky.

    But Ren never fell either.

    "Are you all right?

    Just at that moment, I bumped into a visitor to Ren''s magic pharmacy - Petra Chernov - and got nothing.

    At the same time my real name is relieved, I get a surprised look at why Petra came. Primary school should not have been closed......

    "Oh, thank you"

    "No eh. Be careful."

    "... Yes. Now go... you... su."

    Leaving aside the question of such a true name, Ren and Petra bow their heads together.

    And Ren was quick - for her, but - and he left.

    In exchange, Petra enters the store.

    "Mr. Mana, listen!

    "... Is school good?

    "Until after lunch break, it''s okay!

    They didn''t happen to have class.

    I know I''m not skipping, and my real name gives me a relief look.

    Not that I don''t want to be seen in that face... but my real name is going back to the counter with my heels back.

    "Mr. Kagra is engaged here with his master. What do you think?"

    On the back of such a true name, the uncanny words of Petra flew.

    "Did? Apparently?"

    In the first place, why ask yourself?

    That''s where I don''t know first.

    "And there are rumors that both Regina and her mistress at the Nievez Chamber of Commerce,"

    "I don''t think I can see that happening..."

    "It could be the fruit out of a lie!

    Petra seems to like Yut.

    Due to his/her characteristics, one thing is not clear here right now, but it was an obvious fact, even if it wasn''t his/her real name, which is a friend.

    Around you rushing in under your real name, there''s no excuse.

    "Well, you won''t have to worry about that. There''s no way that Sempai would surround his mistress."

    "When I said that, your husband was also a professor''s -"

    "Keep your mouth shut Makina. Unless you want to be powered off."

    "Yes, My Lady"

    In a strangely fluent statement, Makina obeys orders.

    Seems like I definitely wanted to avoid missing out on this Girls Talk.

    "So the master meant it...?

    "I don''t know why, but... In the first place, what about Sempai is so..."

    "Where? Master, it''s amazing!

    Momentum begins to tell the story of Petra''s encounter with Yut and her training in Nara and beyond.

    While listening to the story for the first time, his real name organized the situation.

    Not only Petra, but Ren also seems to have a crush on Yut.

    Neither Kagra nor Regina, I guess, makes such a difference.

    Apart from Len, what Petra, Kagra and Regina have in common seems to be in the ''helped'' part.

    Though speculation mixes because his real name doesn''t know everything about the relationship, Petra was helped to heal her cursed mother, and he was ¡°educated¡± as well.

    That only raises questions when spoken happily by the person - which is exactly what it is now - but for now, I''ll put it aside.

    Kagra was saved where he was being persecuted in his hometown and asked to prepare a new heaven and earth.

    Regina was also helped where the management of the Chamber of Commerce was stuck, and Yut even argued against her parents'' enemies. Ever since, Vermilio and other clothing relationships and exchanges with the Grand Chamber of Commerce seem to have resulted in a relationship of business partners.

    Each, there seems to be a reason for favor, and I don''t understand it.

    But in Yut, in Valtrude and in Arsia, even in Acorn.

    Wouldn''t it be barren to fall in love with a man with a determined opponent?

    To my real name, I don''t understand it there.

    Besides, Yut is the one against whom there seems to be something unscrupulous and stubborn. I wouldn''t even say I thought it was difficult, but I have to say it''s quite difficult.

    "It''s barren, if you can give up to the point that it''s difficult, that would mean it''s not love. Your husband hasn''t, either."

    "I told you to keep your mouth shut, didn''t I?

    "Yes, My Lady"

    Immediately, the makina turns off the display.

    Is it submissive or not? His real name shook his head depressingly.

    "In the meantime, I understand the story."

    "Yes, I''m glad the Empress Verga helped her master put her in a coma"

    "No, I''m not talking about that"

    His real name opens his mouth as he sniffs out Petra, who shakes his impractical tail.

    "Mr. Petra, what do you want with Sempai?"

    "I want to be with you!

    "Specifically?

    "It''s..."

    To the point of his real name, Petra says.

    Don''t you realize that? I am aware, but can''t I tell you in awe?

    Either way, I''m not sure.

    "In that ambiguity, I think Sempai will be in trouble too..."

    "I don''t want to embarrass my master."

    I guess that''s the truth there.

    Petra just stuffs over the counter without putting any time between them at all.

    With a subtle push back at it, his real name dared to push him away.

    "Besides, honestly, I''m not going to be able to help on this issue"

    Perhaps...... or surely, ethically, I would take Yut''s side.

    Though my best friend wishes, it''s hard there anyway.

    Furthermore, the deadline for submitting the report to the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) was approaching.

    "So let''s rely on more powerful allies"

    "What the hell is that...?

    "Miki Senpai... it''s Mr. Zhuyin"

    That was, oddly enough, the same conclusion Petra''s mother came to.

 500 6. Melancholy Primary Magic Instructor (After)

    Brewers.

    A warrior defeats a mighty monster waving his sword, and magic causes various miracles to appear.

    Solid good and evil exist, even the gods who preside over them.

    From the point of view of the people of Earth, the world is called Fantasy.

    Even in that fantastic world, the specificity of the city called Falve is out of group.

    Originally, the center is the castle fortress of Falve, given by the Hellenonian God, who presides over justice and thunder.

    In one of the rooms was a girl who manipulated electronics such as the fantasy world.

    "This is harder than I thought..."

    No, you can''t say I''m manipulating you at the moment.

    Because she''s just staring at the LCD screen on her laptop with a difficult look. The hand, the keyboard had barely even reached the wireless connected mouse.

    If you look only at that part, you don''t even look like a stuck writer.

    But she wasn''t actually trying to make a novel about the otherworldly life she''d experienced.

    It was the same in the sense of work, but it was the report that I was trying to write.

    Shina Qino, a first-degree magic instructor, was sent to the Brewers by the Hyun Chul Conference (Danishmend).

    She was an apprentice to Half Elf Mage (Wizard) Ren, but her main business is separate. Even before the construction, I had to send Yut''s report to the Hyun-chul meeting as his'' mistress''.

    This is why I let Petra''s consultation slide into Acorn. At that time, I''m also adding a few ideas, so I didn''t completely flush them from right to left.

    That''s how I made my working time......

    Although I''m starting word processor software, the screen was white.

    Only the cursor is flashing inorganically. Automatic backups work regularly, even though nothing is written, according to the software settings.

    The only visible behavior was that.

    Of course, my real name is never skipping.

    Staring at the bright white screen, but desperately thinking about the text in my head.

    Besides, I asked Ren to take the day off. I sincerely understand that we have to finish the report by the end of the day.

    I understand...

    "Sempai has strained to go to another country and saved the world again. Of course, I''m leaving you alone."

    Despite the report, reality flew too fast.

    "And then God came out to dream and worshipped the dragon god scale," he said.

    I am now going to process and type in what I have spoken to be a report.

    "The honorary adviser, Master Tengrass Brave, intervened in a conflict in the area known as the Oriental Li Kutua of the Brewers.

    As survey technology has not developed, it is speculative, but the "Momentary Travel (Teleport)" of the seventh staircase is used several times to land on the land more than 1000 km away, along with five companions.

    Because of the danger involved, first-degree magic instructor Makoto Qin is not allowed to accompany him.

    Intervene in a meeting where thousands of soldiers gather and end the dead without sending out a single one.

    Then travel to the Wado country, which was a factor in the war. Ultimately, he confronted Wado Renka, king of the Wado Country, who became a supermassive dragon - known locally as the Evil Dragon Emperor - of around 30 metres.

    Win this and conquer the fighting in the Li Kutua region. It should be noted that the evil dragon emperor was slashed and engraved in pieces by Valtrude Istas, wife of the Tengrass Brave Master.

    This feat led to the emergence of a presence in the dream to name the dragon god Bahamut - with an extremely rare phenomenon on the ground - giving him his own scale as a reward.

    - There seems to be no error in the factual relationship, even if the rhetoric is to be corrected as appropriate.

    "Rather, you just want it to be a mistake..."

    However, even if the text could be repaired, nothing could be done to the content.

    Multiple spells of the seventh staircase are used to travel more than 1000 km in an instant.

    Just a few, end the war.

    Slash and tear dozens of meters of dragon with a sword.

    The Dragon God exists.

    That''s all I care about in this short sentence.

    ... What do you think, this?

    I can''t possibly submit it, but assuming I showed this, what would the Fragrance Branch Manager do? No, can you react? Will you?

    In the first place, as a Hyun-chul meeting, I guess I want to confirm my real name and Yut''s honeymoon swing, so at that point, it''s no longer what I would expect...

    "That''s a very hard report to submit, my husband (master). If the branch manager is decent, he would be advised to return temporarily and counsel"

    A tablet placed beside a laptop - Machina argues in a tone that contains more laughter than that one.

    What has a real name is the Fantasy World Brewers, where swords and magic and monsters and gods of good and evil exist.

    A world that cannot be measured by common sense on Earth.

    Nevertheless, there is something called limits.

    "Most importantly, Sempai has exceeded its limits from the beginning¡­"

    "Master, this should fundamentally review the policy"

    "Right......"

    While replying to Makina, her real name chose all the sentences she wrote and erased them with a delight key.

    There is some untrained, but I can''t help but leave something unusable. Repeat Andu and you''ll be able to undo it, but you shouldn''t have to use it.

    "You don''t have to report everything honestly. Let''s just wrap it up where there''s no support."

    "There''s nothing to hide."

    In reopening his real name, Makina also followed him.

    If you don''t, you''ll have the same problem every time you create a monthly bulletin.

    "This is how adults do it."

    If Machina had completed the beautiful girl-shaped icon she wanted, she would have displayed a good facial expression difference.

    Unfortunately, character design is tentative. The completion will be after the play''s script is completed.

    "I have one suggestion, my lord"

    "... I don''t think that''s a lot of suggestions, but, well, let''s hear it"

    "Suddenly, even if I try to write, isn''t it impossible"

    "I can''t deny it..."

    "So how about an interview format or something?

    To Makina''s suggestion, her real name shows a bare gesture of contemplation.

    Sure, it might be better to talk while your brain is stimulated and time shortened. No, that would be too good a bug, but it''s better than holding your hand like this.

    "Don''t worry. I will do the lettering here. It''ll save you a lot of trouble."

    "If that''s the case, just do it, let''s do it"

    As it is, it does not open. Unfortunately, I had to admit that.

    Close the laptop lid as if you were going to be ready, and instead, put the tablet - Makina - on the stand.

    "So, your husband. Since professors (professors) are as usual (...), wouldn''t it be a good idea to share your husband''s own experiences"

    "I feel guided...... let''s just do it"

    My real name coughed up and corrected my residence.

    "Your husband is learning to make magic potions."

    "... although apprenticeships are still a good place"

    I thought it was deliberate, but I managed not to reflect it in my voice, and my real name goes on.

    "Again, the biggest surprise is that magic drugs aren''t technically drugs"

    "Hmm. What''s that?"

    As she finds it difficult to do to the deliberate Makina dialogue, her real name closes her eyes and continues the conversation.

    "The ingredients of magic drugs are not plants or animals with pharmaceutically effective ingredients. It dissolves a spell-containing scroll with a special medicine solution and turns it into liquid."

    "... it seems very unpleasant"

    "Some not only drink, but also apply and shake to make it work"

    My real name avoided any comments about the flavor.

    Well, flavor is second to none for the Hyun-chul Conference. There is no problem.

    "What the hell is that scroll?

    "Sempai said it was like a blueprint for a spell...... Simply think of it as a disposable item with a spell sealed"

    Neither did his real name fully master scroll creation.

    For that reason, it was decided to avoid making detailed references.

    "Perhaps it''s a lost technique on Earth. So if we''re going to make magic drugs on Earth, we need to revive them first."

    "You think it''s worth studying, don''t you?

    "Yes, because when it comes to magic technology, the Earth is lagging behind"

    "I see."

    If mass-produced, Makina could change the situation, and agreed well.

    "But I have one question"

    "When it comes to magic drugs, is the treatment of wounds and diseases a typical use?

    "You''re right, sir. There''s no such lineup in a science spell."

    If so, wouldn''t it be more efficient to import from the Brewers?

    I admitted the correctness of Makina''s words by her real name nodding silently.

    "However, do not forget that the Hyun Chul Conference is only an academic institution"

    His real name was a first-degree magic instructor to counter mystical threats, and some, like the Rouge Empresses, who were inspired by Verga, asked how magic and society were.

    However,

    "... that''s off the record. And then there''s an overview¡­ summarizing common magic drug types, effects, etc. will be fine."

    A true name that I wish I had put together in this direction from the beginning, but that determines direction and appeases me.

    But that was still premature.

    "Now, I don''t think there''s a problem with the regular report if we put this together on the basis"

    "Then the problem is the report behind..."

    Yes. For my real name, back. For the Hyun-chul Conference, fate.

    We also need a report that spells out the relationship between Yut and his real name.

    "... what shall we do"

    "It''s an interview format, and I''ll draw on something that never happens!

    "There''s no such thing, is there?

    "... hahahaha, Soudesne"

    Machina surrendered completely before a voice at once lowered in temperature.

    Not that I would have thought it would be dangerous if I didn''t show you something useful, but I twisted the proposal by spinning the CPU fully.

    "So long, my lord. Why don''t you replace yourself with someone from the professor''s wife?"

    "I see. That''s a good idea"

    Mixing truth with lies is fundamental.

    My conscience blames me for seemingly taking Yut for the position of someone I really love, but there you will forgive me if I apologize in good faith.

    "No, you should get permission first"

    "I''m sorry, sir. It''s premature."

    "... what do you mean?

    "Amazingly, the professor hasn''t really snuggled around in public"

    "If you ask me that..."

    I sit back in my chair, and my real name conjures through the line of my chin with my fingers idyllic in my thoughts.

    "Besides, isn''t it the white tyrant (White Tyrant) that has the most skinning"

    While acknowledging the correctness of the word, I rather thought it might be Larsia who was showing the friendly in public, but avoided mentioning it in that regard.

    "What should I do? If you stay like this, your husband will become someone who can snuggle on the professor''s back, sit on the professor''s lap in the office, or intrude into the couple''s bedroom."

    "... sucks"

    To that lowest and worst image, his real name held his head.

    Somehow, even more so if it just looks like mistress behavior.

    "Again, it looks like we''re going to have to rely on Sempai"

    While creating an atmosphere of no choice, for some reason the true name knocks on the door of Yut''s office in a groovy manner. Is it a pleasure to share the challenge?

    Meanwhile, Yut, who was brought up for consultation, gives a very unpleasant look......

    Around finally sticking together and cooperating in the fabrication of the report, there seemed to be no doubt that it was honest with the real name.

 501 7. The Weight of Love, The Weight of Being

    "My love, I don''t think I want to weigh anything. Normal, normal."

    The discussion between the husband and his wives began with Yut''s grumpy words.

    The location is not the couple''s bedroom......, but Yut''s office room. It''s unusual to get together in the office at night.

    That was not just a choice for the agenda to be completely private, but also to include a public part.

    "... Yut, you cared"

    The participants said they had drawn the opening words, or Arcia, who was present when she was consulted by Kagra in Li Kutua.

    "I''m glad you''re trying to love me just like Valtrude, but it''s heavy," he said.

    But it didn''t seem to convey well, and that''s still pulling the tail. Arcia looked up to heaven as she sat down on the sofa in the reception space.

    Put on your crimson eyelids and be driven by the urge to calm your mind.

    "I know what you''re trying to say... hey"

    The other participant is Akane, who sits next to slightly behaving suspiciously Alcia.

    Born and raised in a different world - Japan on Earth - just like Yut, she was guessing what her fianc¨¦e was trying to say.

    I prefer to be honest and yutty.

    But it is.

    When that honesty is stuck, this polygamous state of insanity can collapse in a sense. It was also such a dangerous belief.

    From a conscious acorn that I''ve interrupted between Yut and Valtrude since then, it''s a uncomfortable story.

    "Do you weigh in on love or something? No, although the crystal of love in my womb does weigh happily"

    It was Valtrude who said the embarrassing dialogue out of contempt after a misunderstanding.

    She was at the desk she brought into the office, not the couch. As a result, I dressed up to take Arcia and Acorn''s gaze straight from the front, sitting on the couch, but it doesn''t look like it would move.

    On the contrary, you don''t seem to understand why they''re staring at you.

    Yut couldn''t keep an eye on Valtrude like that. Too, too shy.

    "So. Do I need to be here? I''d rather not."

    And the last participant opened his mouth.

    You''re right in the sense of being in your body, but it''s rare for Larsia to be called to these places.

    Conversely, the original parties are absent, because it entrusted Yut and his wives with the power of decision with the taking of life. In that sense, Larsia might be described as an observer.

    "Don''t you want to? I don''t want to be a part of this, but you want to eavesdrop, right?

    "Of course it is!

    To Larsia, who responds without a coward, Yut turns to the tannic side.

    But the meadow race (Magner) leads by the door, while laughing pleasantly. It doesn''t look like I cared at all.

    That was the usual Larsia, but Yut didn''t try to kick him out.

    Naturally, too. I called Larsia to this occasion because it was no other Yut himself.

    In addition, Jonah keeps it at Exile''s house. By now, I''m staying at that rock giant''s (Jarloot) house. Perhaps Exile will be a noodler following Vainamarinen.

    Yut had a full attitude.

    "Somehow, I thought Larsia would take my side."

    "Somehow?

    "Somehow. Recently, when I thought about why Queen Elizabeth wouldn''t come this way, I felt she would somehow be on my side. Somehow."

    "Stop! I''m trying not to think deeply!

    Rather than being on your side, the two of you look scratchy together. Besides, that wound is what we wear with each other.

    Why the Five got together, including Larsia in such a barren relationship.

    That''s what Alcia tells us.

    "Well. It''s about your marriage to Mr. Kagra who signed up..."

    "Brave man, you don''t look so hard from the start."

    "... said he didn''t"

    "No, you were. Absolutely."

    "I didn''t."

    Yuut treating Larsia badly.

    Valtrude smiles at her husband like that.

    "Yut, you better pull your shoulder out."

    "... I get it."

    "Is that it? Val and I treat each other too differently?

    "If Larsia and Val treated the same, I''d be too sick in many ways"

    "Terrible! But I agree it''s disgusting!

    I guess I didn''t aim, but Larsia just joins us and we can''t talk at once.

    When it was not clear, acorns also joined the progression.

    "Actually, the same story has come from Petra and Regina."

    "Mmm..."

    Now, he didn''t have a denial or a sinister face.

    Instead, I give you a groan as if to think about it.

    I had expected it, but there was something difficult when it came to reality.

    "That''s Yut."

    "I won''t deny it there..."

    "I won''t."

    Unlike Larsia, I''m an honest man.

    Previously, Valtrude told me. And in the wake of the paradoxical proposal to withdraw the application for marriage from Kagra in Li Kutua.

    A man with as many as three wives and fianc¨¦es combined can''t be favored.

    Looks like you''ve decided to throw that kind of common sense away.

    "Yut, you''ve made progress..."

    "Val. I snag when you squeak at me?

    In many ways, I didn''t want to be told by Valtrude.

    Yut keeps his body on his back, just a little fuzzy.

    But he immediately corrected his posture and opened his mouth.

    "On top of that. Well, there''s a lot going on in my position, but I''d like to say one thing first."

    "Heh. I''d love to hear that."

    "... well, there''s a lot of clutter in my position, but I want to tell everyone but Larsia,"

    With only a little regret that it would have been a failure to call Larsia, Yut looks around his wives - Valtrude, Arsia, Acorn - in turn.

    "Sure, I have three spouses. But that''s the result of my choice. It''s just what I told you."

    "Yut......"

    "Yut..."

    "Brave man..."

    Now Larsia didn''t mix it up either.

    That was a declaration that I am certain that I have more than one wife, but that is not why I would easily increase it.

    And three people, Valtrude, Arcia and Acorn, said Yut wanted to sign up for the marriage.

    "Mr. Kagra, Mr. Regina, and Petra. Of course I don''t hate it. No, if you like it or not, you can say you like it."

    Now, if the three people named me were listening, Yut would say a dialogue that seemed to impress me.

    But there was a continuation of that.

    "But I don''t even think about proposing to them. As far as I''m concerned, well, I''m going to."

    Silence dominates Yut''s office.

    Happiness, embarrassment, pride and. And I''m sorry.

    Various, emotionless alternating silences.

    But that atmosphere has nothing to do with Larsia.

    "I mean, when you like it, you propose it regardless of Val or Arcia or Acorn...?

    "Yeah, it''s different."

    Immediately respond to Larsia who says noisy things in such a way as fear, picking dangerous buds.

    "Huh. Ugh."

    In that, Valtrude suddenly coughed up.

    Quite deliberate to change the mood and air.

    But if Alcia and Acorn are stuck with their gaze, we can''t do it.

    "I''m so happy about that feeling. Not only I, but Alcia and Acorn think so."

    "... good. I wondered what I would do if they said it was heavy again."

    Actually, he was a little traumatized. Yut looks blatantly relieved.

    From such a yuut, Arcia turns a blind eye with guilt.

    "But how will their feelings be fulfilled?

    "I don''t know..."

    Now Yut turns a blind eye with guilt.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    Where the will never opens its mouth, Valtrude speaks first of all.

    Terrible, with a stick read.

    "Oh, my God. If they do, they''ll soon be married to a man they don''t even like."

    "... didn''t I make Val say it was a failure?

    Rather than saying it, the expression being said fits perfectly.

    No, rather, should I praise you for remembering the dialogue?

    "Because that''s the First Lady... right?

    "I feel like they''re saying it''s because I''m your real wife only when it''s convenient"

    "It''s my fault."

    Acorn assures me, my eyes are swimming slightly.

    "No, but I think it had a flavor that I couldn''t put out."

    Larsia, who argues so, was, however, looking at Yut, not Valtrude.

    "But that''s it..."

    Feeling that gaze, Yut meditates.

    The seriousness faded thanks to Valtrude, but he couldn''t hide his inner heart, his surprise.

    A little, I might have seen them ready sweetly.

    Yut, on the contrary, impressed me.

    Isn''t it barely abandoned?

    In fact, this was the ''little idea'' told by his real name.

    As with Yut, the acorns were surprised, but eventually Kagra, Petra and Regina also acknowledged. And it was entrusted to the Valtrudes.

    "Mmm..."

    Words from unexpected directions make yuut.

    You could say they poked me in the void.

    If Yut doesn''t get it, he has to marry another man. That''s about as soon as I can say from their social standpoint and the marriageable age of the Brewers.

    That point of view was completely missing.

    That doesn''t necessarily make you unhappy, but it''s definitely a marriage that doesn''t go along with their will. or so, and I know that it''s my fault too.

    I know, but I''m not so shallow on edge and emotion that I''m thrust away with it.

    Neither did Yut, and I couldn''t think about it right away.

    "Okay. Let''s do this, then."

    So Larsia leaps away from the wall to the center of the office. Exactly, bravery but the expression is perfect and lively.

    The look was delightful, "I''ve lived for this moment!" and it seems as if he is appealing to the whole body.

    "Let''s start with your friends?

    "Already, my friend... whether or not, that''s about all we have to do"

    "No, no. First of all, I want you to hang out. Why are you acting like a marriage-or-die when you''ve been asked to marry?"

    "No, I''m not going to die. Even though you will have children..."

    After I say it, I realize it''s an ominous rhetoric, and I shake my head with a bitter smile.

    "I dare you, I''m busy, aren''t I? Now that I''m a little calm, I''d like to have a wedding with Zhuyin."

    "Isn''t that something good there? And then, you''re going to appeal a little bit over there. Val and the others, that''s all right, right?

    "Right. As for the drop, it won''t be bad."

    Gently nod, not Valtrude, but Arcia accepts Larsia''s proposal.

    "At the end of the day, you threw..."

    That said, I accept Yut as well.

    But there was someone who wasn''t quite there.

    "Or a brave man. Weddings are my first ears?

    Zhu Yan rises up, shaking his arms to reveal surprise and confusion.

    "That''s, well, ''cause this is the first time I''ve said it"

    "Do...?

    "If not now, I don''t think we can do it."

    "... which way are we going to do this?

    "Including that, let''s talk"

    "Well..."

    Totally unintentionally struck, Zhu Yan dyes his face and puts his hand on his cheek as if to hide it.

    And I said, twisting myself subtly.

    "Why don''t we do it!

    That didn''t seem very much like a maiden dialogue that preceded the wedding...... full of motivation.

 502 8. Consultation of ceremonies

    "First, let''s talk fundamental"

    Yuut, alone with Akane in the bedroom, said fixing his gaze on a white sheet.

    "What the hell is that outfit?

    "It''s a very superficial story."

    Acorn was full of motivation and naivety against the yut of nagging additions and subtractions.

    I can''t help but have fun. That''s the look.

    "No, you know, the... I''m foolish to think there''s too little context..."

    "Isn''t she cute?

    In contrast to the illuminated and revered yuut, Acorn poses like an inviting cat on the bed without looking bad.

    She still looks like she might say "nya" or something, but she deserves it when she says she deserves it.

    For now acorns, with open chests and underwear that looks like a cat''s face, wearing a cat''s ear-inspired kachusha.

    "Nyah. Don''t tell me."

    You cared for the shy yut, rubbing your body sweet as you pronounced a no-nonsense dialogue.

    Daring, adorable, and worthy to call the little devil.

    "Was the dog better?

    "No, I know it''s very good..."

    Yet Yut was unable to look directly at the acorn, and responded with his gaze off.

    If I stare, what happens? That is not the situation I cannot imagine.

    I can''t even push it.

    "I like brave men too."

    "Uh. Are you going to be my responsibility?

    "You don''t like it?

    "Terrible."

    But it is certain that we are in trouble, including the place of the eye.

    Especially now that we were trying to talk serious.

    In an attempt to calm down, Yut takes a deep breath.

    But then, I became aware of the slight smell of incensed shampoo, which was counterproductive.

    "Well, then, I''m sure you like it."

    "... if you like it or not"

    "Then why don''t you say it because you like it or you love it?

    "............... go through my office for comments"

    Yut endured various impulses by aggregating iron self-control. I put up with it.

    "Well, that''s it for the trial."

    "When is it going to be released, it"

    Yut crushes in relief. As a matter of fact, he was about to lose control.

    But still without alarm, my eyes remain off, waiting for the acorn to put on its clothes.

    "That''s right. We still have Mr. Alcia''s share. You know what this means?

    "What... so...?

    Yut is flabbergasted by the bomb dropped by Akane.

    That''s... just imagine. No, at the point I imagined, it would be outrageous.

    Unexpectedly, with astonishment, I opened my eyes.

    By then, though Acorn had already changed into a ruffled outfit called Ashgrey trainer and shorts.

    "By the way, there''s no Val''s share."

    "It''s, well..."

    It won''t be necessary for her of weight.

    Yes Yut was convinced, but he was right in the sense that it was unnecessary, but for different reasons.

    "Val, because vegetarian beating is enough"

    "Vegan beating"

    Unexpectedly, I was repeating myself.

    "You just have to enjoy the taste of the ingredients."

    "Oh, wow."

    It would be better not to comment.

    Yut avoided going deeper, with his animal intuition rather than reason.

    "So, about our wedding..."

    "Right. Let''s talk fundamental."

    Taking Yut''s dialogue away, Akane asks with her index finger up as she sits on the bed.

    "Need a wedding, do you?

    "Zhu Yin says, it..."

    Yut also knows Acorn doesn''t have an innocent yearning like a child for weddings and wedding dresses.

    Still, I didn''t think Acorn would tell me.

    "You bought a magazine or something."

    "This is how you wanted to attract the interest of the brave..."

    "Elementary school boy?"

    "''Cause it''s all about Val and Arcia and Yona..."

    The grater and acorn cried down.

    I know it''s an act or a joke.

    I know, but when they say that, it''s weak.

    "Ah. But you can keep Yona going. Because I have to. Because I have to."

    "That''s not a shame..."

    Well, if we don''t get along with the joke - decide to believe it''s a joke.

    "Does that mean you don''t want to exaggerate too much?

    "Right. When it''s like Val''s, it''s tough..."

    "If it''s acorns, it''s actually more connective than Val''s."

    Vermilio associates and clothing related. Nor is it unrelated to the merchants such as Hardenturm

    In theatrical relations, he is also deeply involved with the troupe and the Temple of Riya.

    Besides, there is a network of female aristocrats formed by Eudit.

    Just in the country, this is it.

    With the addition of relationships here outside the country and on the planet, a significant number, plus the degree of chaos reaches its culmination.

    Additionally, although it may be a minute god (avatar), I can''t even read how the gods came out. Especially if you''re inclined to acorns - acorns, but not - the goddess of beauty and art, Riya, wasn''t what you figured out what to do.

    "That is the living testament of Zhu Yin. It''s a medal."

    "Responsibility shifted with a gentle smile!?"

    As a yut, I can''t say anything else.

    Plus, it''s a pleasure to be on the shelf about yourself.

    "Even if it''s my responsibility to give up a hundred steps, I wonder if you can see chaos at the planning stage. I don''t know what to explain to my parents."

    "This is God we met in different worlds."

    My lady doctor''s gonna have a head incision.

    "Well, if you don''t feel like it, you can send it ahead..."

    A little too bad, Yut turns his mind around.

    I don''t mind because it''s not something I can or will be forced to do, but then my future schedule becomes pretty tight.

    "After this, Val''s gonna have a baby, right? Along with that, our parents are coming this way, right?

    "You don''t know what''s going to happen to Alcia either."

    "I don''t know about that either, but just holding a child is going to be the best I can do"

    "I have a lot of work to do too..."

    It''s the trainer''s. Break a thin, long finger that stretches out of your stiff cuffs and count the work that remains and the work that is likely to arise or derive from it.

    "Sure, this may be the only time"

    "Right?"

    "Anyway, in a while, something critical in the world will happen again and you''ll be busy."

    "No, it won''t happen."

    Yut protests if it happens. Besides, I don''t even like it and get caught up in it.

    But Acorn''s gaze at such childhood friends was extremely suspicious.

    "Right. Let''s not look back. Hope is in the future."

    "No, even if they say it with those eyes... Ah"

    As if he realized something he had forgotten, Yut raises his voice and diverts his attention from the acorn.

    "Talk to me. See?

    "No, I was planning to do something about the Verga Empire next year..."

    "Well, as far as I''m concerned, it''s good in a decade or so, but at my age... it''s not like Jonah or Ren are going to get me ahead of them either"

    That seems to be a complicated place.

    Acorn puts his arms together - rather than supporting his chest with his arms - while conceiving.

    "This is the time for magazines."

    "Well, how about a tip?"

    Arrange the Marriage Information magazine bought on Earth on a wide bed, skip the honeymoon article that was featured on the roll, and the two turn their sleeping pages side by side.

    "But he''s usually the one who does it at the wedding venue."

    "That''s right. I''m guessing it''s wedding venues-related."

    Regardless of the intelligent analysis, the main thing is to differentiate between "personality¡± and ¡°hospitality¡± within the framework of regular weddings and receptions.

    With the boundaries of yut and acorns, it''s pretty tough to apply them as they are.

    "I admire the dress... When you actually have a ceremony, it''s hard to get here."

    "There, I guess that one. In the end, either way, I wonder if that means either way."

    "Right. If I could just wear a wedding dress, that would make me feel like..."

    Acorn says that while turning the pages of the magazine.

    Though I was in a good mood when I first heard from Yut that we were going to have a wedding, it seems my motivation has gone down in the face of reality.

    "Oh, you''ve had photo weddings lately"

    "Photo Wedding?

    "Like a wedding in a costume and just taking pictures?

    "Can that be called a wedding...?

    "But not just in the studio, but in the location, we could shoot outside."

    Pointing to the magazine page - the image of taking these pictures was torn apart - the acorn gives off its expression.

    "Isn''t it handy to send a picture that you''re married? Just do the ceremony really well."

    "No...... So, how about this?

    Acorn''s idea isn''t bad either.

    However, in order to make a suggestion in the form of getting on with it, Yut turned the pages of the Marriage Information magazine forward to open a curly honeymoon feature.

 503 9. Heavenly Grass Zhuyin

    "Zhu Yin, grow up fine...... It''s beautiful..."

    "It''s not like you''re going to your daughter-in-law, so you can''t help crying."

    "Because..."

    Tears never pulled in from the father of the bride, even when he was stuck by the side of Morning tailored for this time.

    I haven''t even seen a beautiful priest (Priest) compartmentalizing the wedding on the altar.

    "I''ve seen brave men and Zhu Yin since I was a kid, and I didn''t think it would be like this... Yes, I was there... When it happens, it''s emotional."

    "Okay, so shut up."

    Though I nodded silently, there is no way to stop crying.

    The bride''s father, Tadashi Miki, has already walked Virgin Road with the bride and handed her over to the bridegroom. I mean, to maximize, the last job is done.

    In an attempt to make a big deal of it, the bride''s mother, Kyoko Miki, switched consciousness.

    She couldn''t afford much, either. From earlier, my glasses are cloudy and depressing with tears. Because of the tightness of the unfamiliar sleeves, it had to be.

    Meanwhile, the bridegroom''s parents weren''t as damp as Bridesside.

    "Totally. I didn''t know I''d be attending my only son''s wedding again and again."

    "Isn''t that good? No one''s ever been unhappy."

    Yut''s father, Ashizo, is on the same strong side, and mother Haruko watches her son and daughter with a smile like spring, as her name suggests.

    It''s not the first wedding, and it''s not the first time in another world. Somewhere, it made me feel spared.

    "Afraid, I offer to the gods who dwell in heaven"

    About a month after Yut and Akane''s bedroom meeting.

    Preparations for the wedding decided to take place in the Brewers proceeded promptly and in small numbers.

    Even so, Acorn picks wedding dresses on Earth and schedules the bride and groom''s parents. And about Yut getting rid of his job and spreading his vacation.

    No, that was the hardest part... going through that ordeal and celebrating today''s good day.

    "He, Heavenly Grass Brave and her, Migi Zhuyin, were to exchange the couple''s covenants"

    It was Falve''s fortress that became the venue. Plus, a familiar room where we always have meals and meetings.

    But when you bring an impromptu altar there and also set up a virgin road, it also looks completely separate. That wouldn''t be unrelated to the fact that the beautiful Valtrude is partitioned by fantasy either.

    "They shall worship the gods well, and promise prosperity unto their children, without forgetting virtue and grace as men. We also support each other in good times and bad times, and we make permanent bonds with love and trust."

    Play Yut and Akane marriage to the gods with a beautiful voice.

    "I, Heavenly Grass Brave, vow to cherish and make happy my wife Zhuyin throughout her life"

    "I, Migi Zhuyin, pledge to continue to love my husband, the brave man, without changing"

    Yuut, dressed in a black dragon coat (dragon claus), uttered the words of his vows, followed by an acorn dressed in a pure white wedding dress.

    Jonah and Arcia, who served as veil girls.

    Besides, Larsia and Exile, who are present as representatives of friends, watched.

    "Now, mouth your vows!

    When the bridegroom softly lifts the veil, pushed by a happy voice, the beautiful bride reveals herself.

    Two kinds of emotions arose in Yut''s chest: emotion and wonder.

    A childhood girl I''ve always been with.

    Acorn is there.

    That she will be her own in both fame and fame - pride.

    That I''ll be hers too - an unnamed thought.

    I guess that acorn was with me.

    There was no way that I was impressed, and I was staring at Yut with a troubled smile.

    Right now, at this moment. The only look I can see is Yut.

    "Zhuyin"

    "Brave Man"

    Two people who call each other names and cross their gazes.

    A moment passes that feels forever...... Yut mouths the acorn with the thoughts of the universe.

    It''s not the first time.

    But the softness and heat were exceptional.

    "Ha, ah..."

    "Phew, phew..."

    As long as his breath lasts, he exchanges his mouth.

    The mouth of an oath that is too long and too deep, as if thoughts had stormed.

    "Huh..."

    After an instantly felt eternity, the two separated.

    If I did too much, Acorn made me tearful, but I have no regrets for Yut.

    "Hiuuuuu"

    "Hiuuuuu"

    It''s more like a tear... than a voice that''s actually a tear.

    I don''t even have to look at you. It would be Larsia and Yona.

    "Zhuyin"

    "No way, brave man..."

    As if to show off, Yut took Acorn''s lips again.

    However, this time lightly.

    "Not at all...... The gods, too, would have reconfirmed their bond. With this, love has become permanent!

    Valtrude forced me to put it together, and the short but impressive wedding ended inconclusively.

    The bride and groom down from the altar speak to the groom''s parents first.

    "Father, mother. Thanks."

    "Thank you"

    I know I had a lot to say as a beggar, but I sealed the novel, sparing my new daughter, who bows her head in praise next to her son.

    "It''s the parents'' responsibility. You don''t have to worry about it."

    "Say that. I''m glad to hear it."

    If someone else sees it, the look on his face I can only see as trying to trump a man who failed in his mission.

    But only the family knew that Haruko''s words were right.

    "... than that, I guess I''ll be out soon after this. Don''t worry about this one. You can''t always take care of me."

    "That''s right. Say hello to Zhu Yin and Yu."

    "Yes. Haruko...... not. Mother-in-law. I''ll make the brave man happy."

    "¡­ it''s already a blessing"

    There would be no sin on Yut for answering the slightly bar-reading mood.

    "Then you two enjoy sightseeing the other world. Because the touracons we prepared are excellent."

    Was such a yuut attitude funny, Akane speaks to her real parents in a good mood.

    After this, only Yut and Akane were to take separate action. In the meantime, Tuacon - Larsia will serve as the entertainer.

    That meadow race (Magner) would make each other feel at home.

    What kind of journey will it be... for now, I say to give it a break.

    "Not at all. I didn''t expect to leave my parents without a reception."

    "You grew up a good daughter, didn''t you?

    "Oh. If they played a grand reception or something, they would never have come. It''s so hard."

    Kyoko laughs niggardly with such expressions as Jie Woman himself.

    I''m not saying it with care. Thoroughly overhead, it was her true meaning.

    "Akane...... Yudugu......"

    Meanwhile, loyalists remain thrilled.

    Because his parents worked together, Yut also took care of him from an early age. I guess it''s touching.

    In this state, there is no reception or anything.

    One might say that the Yuts'' plans were correct in that respect as well.

    "Loyalty. No, father-in-law. I''ll be absolutely happy about Zhuyin."

    "Yudo, mix it up..."

    "Absolutely."

    Yut forcefully proclaims as he holds back his father-in-law, who hugs him with extreme emotion.

    If there''s a problem, it means you''re already happy, but you have to be happier.

    "Look. It''s time to give it back to Zhuyin"

    Kyoko grabs the collar and pulls the two apart.

    Not only that, but also because he was rubbing his back properly and yawning, he could see that it was a good couple.

    At that time, Yut''s wife - does that mean Akane''s senior - two speak up.

    "Yut, akane. Unfortunately, you won''t be able to make it."

    "Right. You should leave now."

    Valtrude and Arcia smile.

    "Souvenirs, nice to meet you"

    Plus, Jonah, adorably dressed as Belle Girl, blessed me as her.

    "Oh. Right."

    "Yes, luggage. Like the pictures I just took, the cameras. And there''s a scroll in the magic kit."

    There, it was Larsia who showed up to interrupt.

    Offer a bag of spell documents and infinite storage for an extraordinary smile to Yut.

    Yut and Larsia will hate it when it comes to merit, but nothing else can be expressed.

    "Yut, it feels like your shoulder''s loaded."

    "Nothing, I didn''t feel like luggage... Well, I guess this will put the bully on."

    Respond to exalted blessings while receiving bags of infinite storage.

    In fact, I was feeling refreshed.

    "Whatever, keep your back, I can''t put the next package on your shoulder."

    "I accidentally hit my old man too hard to put that kind of cock on!?"

    "It''s okay. From now on, I''ll carry your stuff with me."

    Winking properly, Acorn wrapped his arms around Yut while wearing a wedding dress.

    It is the birth of a bride and groom full of happiness.

    But I can''t say it''s the best of happiness yet.

    Anyway, the Yuts are going on their honeymoon.

 504 10. honeymoon (previous)

    Photo Wedding, a suggestion by Acorn.

    I just couldn''t adopt the idea that I would only take pictures.

    Rather than, Yut added the idea before concretizing it.

    The ceremony is done solely within the true body.

    Instead, they give photographs to the people involved, taking pictures around the marginal areas, accompanied by reports.

    You may not look good if you do the same thing on Earth, but here you are likely to be welcomed just because of the rarity of the pictures.

    Could it be a Yut-like plan that combines a honeymoon with a marriage report?

    And the two of them reached the first place.

    "This is where Val and Arcia were born."

    "Oh. And it''s also a village I spent right after I transferred"

    A second from the fortress of Falve.

    Yut and Akane appeared at the entrance to the village of Ozlic, the land of beginnings.

    The groom remains in black dragon clothes (dragon claws), but the bride is dressed in a wedding dress. However, I don''t really feel that I took my dress off on the acorn due to the use of magic equipment (magic items).

    He also chose a white piece with narrowed waist area for his dressed clothes, which seemed to dare to resemble the atmosphere on the dress.

    However, the key yuut could only be said to look good on both.

    Well, Acorn thinks Yut is good as he is because he has trouble getting fashion checked.

    Fashion seen by others is in their own taste. The only outfit you can show Yut is for Yut. That''s what balance is.

    "It''s Falve''s basement that''s been transferring, but in that sense, this is where life begins in the other world."

    It feels like a second home.

    "Falve is longer now, though."

    The two of them talk to each other as they travel to the center of the village.

    The way Acorn holds his arm as if pressing his chest against Yut is a harsh sight for a bachelor.

    "Oh, there..."

    I don''t care about such other people''s ratings or anything - rather, I never thought of it - Yut stopped inadvertently.

    Accompanying it, Acorn follows Yut''s gaze¡­ but.

    "Huh? It just looks like the ground?

    "They were in the wild around there when Larsia and Exile''s old man got there"

    "What about the first one?"

    It was an acorn to tell you to open it up, but imagine it wasn''t bad.

    Two people, like giants and dwarves, lived in tents. It''s like Merchant but also has a poor smell and the gap is hilarious.

    "But you''re as suspicious as you think."

    "In fact, it seems the villagers were just wary and far-winded until Val spoke up"

    What else?

    But that prompted Valtrude, Alcia, Exile and Larsia to party as adventurers, meeting Yut in the basement of Falve.

    In that sense, I could say that it was the land of the real beginning.

    "If you say so... no, it''s just plain old"

    The acorn laughs and the necklace on his chest, which is a one-point, shakes.

    One piece with plenty of lace used on the upper body, where glamour and calm live together. In this way walking is not evil noticeable, and then there is no problem in a formal setting with good quality fabrics and tailoring.

    I''ve always wanted to watch such a new wife and childhood friend Yut, but reality is a mundane thing.

    I said with a serious sigh on my honeymoon, staring into Acorn''s eyes.

    "Well, Zhuyin. I think it''s time."

    "Right, brave man."

    The two people who exchanged their gazes turned around and said with their voices shut.

    "" Why are you here ""

    At the end of that gaze and voice, a woman who looks familiar.

    "... never mind, go ahead"

    No, should I be more of a goddess than a woman?

    "I''m just keeping track of what Dr. Acorn looks like."

    The Divine Body (Avatar) of the Goddess of Beauty and Art stood with a sketchbook open.

    "A record..."

    "Because I feel like I''ve been scolded lately. with the appeal of existence."

    "In the first place, I feel wrong to come down effortlessly!?"

    To the acorn that can be opened up, the jut that throws up the honest argument.

    But, Riya, it doesn''t make sense to God.

    I wonder what you''re talking about, tilting your neck properly.

    The beautifully wavy blonde hair and ribbon rocked, but that should be called the Goddess of Beauty, that alone fully attracted my eyes.

    Yut didn''t seem to get any emotion though.

    "No problem. I''m just a black kid."

    "Too Existent"

    "It''s okay. As much as you look, you can disappear as much as you want"

    "Well, I guess so."

    "Well, brave man. Because of you."

    Acorn smiled at Yut thinking about how he would like you to return.

    "Anyway, you don''t have to be here to watch, because you''re a god"

    "That''s well..."

    "Besides, I''m only looking at brave men."

    "... right"

    Now, all I see is Yut and Acorn. Besides, you won''t be able to follow me from the middle of nowhere.

    "Because it helps"

    A goddess of beauty and art who somehow stretches her breasts with dignity and just tells her to pull something over.

    "You want it even with Zhuyin''s signature?

    "I want that, too."

    "I don''t have a signature!?"

    "Today I am the record keeper."

    So finally, Yut realizes the demands of Riya God.

    I realize it, but I don''t know why I know it, and I turn my suspicious gaze.

    "God even if he rots"

    "Even if it rots..."

    "That''s not what I meant."

    That being said, I have no choice.

    Yut took the digital camera out of an infinitely stored bag. Nor is it the compact type that fits in the palm of your hand. A one-eyed reflex that even acorns can afford. Acorn''s father - and also Yut''s - was a personal possession of the faithful.

    Photos of the bride and groom and their families have already been delivered to memory.

    Explore the land of memories and add more commemorative photos. This was the backbone of the honeymoon plan.

    "But haven''t you ever used a camera or something?

    Quickly, Liya, the goddess of beauty and art who sets up cameras to start practicing.

    Surprisingly, it was pretty much in the hall.

    "God even if he rots"

    "That''s enough."

    I checked the pictures just in case, but there are no particular problems...... on the contrary, the schematics and other amateur things are pretty good. Instead of letting it be, I''m better than Yut.

    "In the meantime, go"

    "Right."

    Taking the exclusive photographer, Yut and Akane proceeded to the centre of the village of Ozlic.

    Due to the still high sun, the people of the village of Ozlic are engaged in their respective jobs.

    For this reason, the main street of the village - albeit to some extent a liquor store and a grocery store - had little public access.

    "Oh. Speaking of which, that waterwheel cabin"

    "Maybe you two lived there or something?

    "No, a spy from the Book of Nothingness has lived and fought. I almost had a dust explosion, and it sucked."

    "... Suddenly you''re hard"

    But the sight of the village was idle enough not to make you feel such a past.

    The raucous rays of the sun also reinforce that impression. No, it was also fully conceived that the protection of the solar god Fermina.

    In the meantime, the two of them arm each other and go slowly towards the Lords'' Hall......

    "Huh. I thought I''d bring another woman home."

    In front of him emerged an old man with a splendid body that drew a line from the relaxed village atmosphere.

    "And in that inn, I lived with my old man and Larsia. We didn''t have any money back then, so the three of us were alone."

    "A brave man without money, fresh."

    But not only Yut, but Acorn doesn''t work at all.

    Blossom in memorabilia as you pass beside it.

    "And there was Elmo the bard (Bird). I wonder if he''s still here."

    Honestly, the song and the performance were one thing now.

    Instead, the fingertips were clever, and Larsia said, "Why didn''t you go bandit (Rogue) and become a bard? They said," I was caught.

    Nostalgic, memorable.

    "... no malice. Because we''re just in a world of two."

    "If it''s malicious, I''ll cry!

    It was really a yuut and acorn that was in the world of the two of us, but I have to look out for the outside world just as much as they say.

    Turn around and say hello in an unspeakable motion.

    "Long time no see, Mr. Zein"

    "Thank you for your help at Val''s wedding, Zhuyin."

    "Oh, wow."

    Zein, lord of the village of Ozlic, who holds himself father-in-law of Valtrude and Alcia.

    Being a human warrior (fighter), he has muscular bones even in the face of old age. Body thickness also far outweighs yuut.

    Such an old warrior takes a step backwards, as if under pressure.

    If you were alone Yut, that''s what I would have said as one of my haters......

    "Huh. Well, did you come to say hello?"

    The acorn next door completely drained me of poison.

    The bride looked so beautiful and happy.

    "And that''s Len''s house. Now, it''s empty."

    "I see. It''s Len''s home."

    "Home or something, I don''t hear much on a daily basis"

    ... Plus, whatever I said, I might have felt like I wasn''t going to listen to you.

    "So I also married Zhuyin"

    "It''s now the same as Val and Mr. Alcia"

    Round-trip, the bride and groom bow their heads.

    Plenty of that grand reopening, the power fell out of Zein''s body.

    The presence of Pasha Pasha on the side and a beautiful woman manipulating an unidentified machine must have been one cause of this.

    "So, if you don''t mind reporting it,"

    With that said, Yut took something like a booklet out of an infinitely stored bag.

    "What is this guy?"

    "I thought you''d see it."

    But Zein received it on the face, but her complexion changed when she looked at the contents.

    "This guy..."

    Compare the picture at hand with the two in front of you, as if you had seen it in a ghost (ghost).

    Yes, a photograph.

    Acorn smiling happily in her wedding dress and a slightly nervous Yut wedding photo. I shot it on a digital camera. I''m printing it out and inserting it into a pre-prepared ledge. The cover was thick and luxurious.

    Infinite storage bags were stocked with several pieces of the same thing.

    "Well, some kind of magic. Normally, I''d be surprised, but you''re like Arch Mage."

    "I''m going to let you take pictures of something similar to this, even in the village of Ozlic. In remembrance."

    "I don''t mind that guy, but what about the costume? Do you want to get dressed?

    "Ah. Whatever."

    Without further explanation, Yut takes Zein to the back of the village.

    Going ahead, the fountain in the woods that Len taught me before. It''s a memorable place to practice spells when you were still an apprentice magician (wizard).

    "Beautiful place."

    When you arrive at your destination on foot for a while, acorns exclaim in unexpected ways.

    Like a fairy tale act, it still held fantastic beauty there.

    "Good location"

    It is an inkling of a goddess of beauty and art with a camera.

    "Bye, Zhu Yin. Shall I change?"

    "Please."

    I have to change into a wedding dress as I prepare to take pictures.

    Nonetheless, something that''s easy for both of us.

    With extra room for Zein tilting his neck, Yut removed a set of cards from an infinitely stored bag.

    A piece of costume clerk''s paper, Deck of Closets.

    A magic device that allows you to register your clothes in advance or in a new way and replace them with your current one in an instant.

    Yut pulls one card out of it and rings his finger.

    Then, the acorn was wrapped in light and in a wedding dress the next moment.

    "Nice."

    Again, the inkling of the goddess of beauty and art.

    Wouldn''t it be a little too easy, I think, as the white piece I was just wearing put the registered card back into the bundle.

    Well, I fully agree with the fact that acorns are beautiful.

    "Quick, move next to Dr. Acorn"

    Following the hurrying Riya God, Yut tried to move... and then immediately stopped, as he remembered.

    "Mr. Zein is with you."

    "Why should the eagle join the painting..."

    "Later, Mr. Rufa and I will take a picture like that just now. This costume clerk has all sorts of clothes registered."

    "... I don''t have a choice"

    Zein slowly begins to move around, feeling like a disapproval.

    Yut followed that back with a bitter smile - and also added memories.

 505 11. honeymoon (medium)

    A line of brides and grooms after Osric Village appeared just above the next destination, the mountainous area.

    A crater-like fire escape that spreads beneath your eyes.

    "The Book of Nothingness" (Caios Evil), which the Yuts continued to fight over the course of the year.

    Above its home site lies a bridegroom holding the bride like a princess. Unrealistic, but picturesque sight.

    It''s not human, and the wedding dress was intact.

    As a result, the hem was stiffened by the wind, but the acorn was not moving at all, as was the case with the movement using Moment (Teleport).

    "There''s hardly any Insectarian left."

    I''ve been here since one of the migrations of the Rock Titans (Jarloot).

    That has been the case since then, but there is little trace of the insects on the ground. slightly, to the extent that the base of the tower they built remains.

    "You mean there''s no one left... You knocked it down anyway, didn''t you?

    "Speaking of which, it was here that I met the Dragon Emperor''s residual thought"

    Look in the direction of the day after tomorrow, smudging and crushing yuut.

    This level of deception is adorable.

    Acorn loosened his pursuit hand and instead mouthed the question.

    "It''s a dead volcano here."

    "Probably. But I think there was a magma in the basement. Oh, so, there was a home base called Castle of Black Demons in the center..."

    "I flew to the king''s capital, and you were destroyed by a brave man."

    "If that''s true, Jonah would be thrilled."

    In fact, it collapsed with the Magic Dismantling (Isolation) of the core treasures (artifacts). Normally broken, isn''t it dangerous for debris to come down? I have trouble being told to do everything I can to destroy it.

    "I think we''re almost buried, but there''s a labyrinth (dungeon) spreading in the basement here. Come on. Six months...... no, about nine months? You''ve been diving all this time."

    "What a tough story to comment on."

    "It''s been tough, really. Fight Melon-loving giants, Val falls into a pit, get caught up in enemy faction feuds, Val falls into a pit, get sent in assassins with a split identity, Val falls into a pit, stop the spread of drugs that were a source of enemy funding."

    "Val, isn''t that a little too much to fall for?

    There were many parts of Melon-loving giants and others that bothered me, but I wonder how much Valtrude would be too caught up in the trap.

    It was a shocking story for Acorn, only after he got stronger, and almost exclusively by hearsay.

    "But it''s true. You can''t move there."

    Punishing him, he bought Boots of Wings, a flying military shoe, out of expensive gold - about 16,000 gold coins.

    Now, that''s a good memory, too.

    "I''m dying, but it''s a good memory now."

    "I don''t know what it feels like, but I don''t know."

    With such memorabilia, Yut flies around the area holding an acorn.

    "There are other things like fire dragons (red dragons) when you get past the fire escape dungeon and enter the castle of the black demon, which you could defeat, but if you go any further, there will be demons (demons) to escape..."

    "The Yuts had those days, too."

    Acorn shuddered that I wouldn''t be able to live.

    "I don''t think so... Well, when Exile''s old man and Larsia were wrapped around Kraken''s tentacles, I wondered what I''d do."

    "That''s not Val or Arcia."

    Good, but it was acorn wondering what that was.

    "Well, let''s just say, where shall we take the picture?"

    "Mm-hmm. After all, isn''t it a good idea to use the fire escape as a background?

    "I have a suggestion"

    We had been together for a long time but had disappeared from existence - or had not been in sight - the Divine Divine Divine Minutes of Riya (Avatar) finally appeared before the two.

    Needless to say, it was worthwhile, but there was no majesty as God. The person seems happy......

    "Because I''m flying in the sky, I want to take the form of carrying a fire escape"

    "Bear... Oh, you mean that"

    Yut, who understands what God is trying to say, confirms behind his back, whilst creeping and lying down on the spot.

    "Geez."

    Suddenly a cute screaming acorn.

    And with a satisfied look on his face, the god of Riya set up the camera.

    So Yut calms down and asks Akane in his arms.

    "Something interesting in the picture? Doesn''t he just look like he''s falling?

    "About one, isn''t that a good idea?

    "... right"

    Out of the blue, this may be the picture I''ll remember until later.

    I would have made a different decision if I had really calmed down, but without returning it to me, another new photo was added.

    "I''m sorry to ask you at such a difficult time"

    "It''s an informal place today. As a friend, I want you to treat me."

    "That''s right. Aren''t we friends?"

    "Okay, I will"

    The bride and groom next visited Sejour, king''s capital of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    Two pairs of couples were facing each other in the king''s private room a while ago, where Yut offered the dragon god Bahamut''s - object and presumed - scales.

    "Congratulations again"

    "Thank you"

    Yut and Akane bow their heads to the blessing of your son Alsace.

    But Acorn''s eyes were nailed to Eudit.

    "I mean, Master Eudit. You''re getting hungry."

    Forget he came to report his own marriage, and Acorn crumbles.

    Queen Eudit, who was pregnant before Valtrude, is already close to giving birth. Today, I was present saying I couldn''t because it was Acorn and Yut''s marriage report.

    "Yeah. I''m kicking my stomach fine and I feel like I''m growing up day after day."

    That''s what I said, Eudit smiling happily from the bottom of his heart. To stroke the belly, which seems to have grown in love, is full of mercy.

    Probably a feeling only women can understand.

    "At a time like this, a man is helpless."

    "Right......"

    To Alsace''s words, Yut returns a nod of consent.

    Even here, they were two people whose friendship was about to sprout.

    "Next, I''ll bring you a book that will help you after you give birth"

    "I look forward to it."

    Eudit is the poor girl herself, even though she will soon be my mother.

    The imbalance had its charm until demonic.

    "By the way, this is the wedding photo"

    "Ho."

    "Well......"

    The king and his wife, accustomed to science and technology in wedding videography, also gave an exclamation.

    No, that could still be due to the beauty of the bride.

    "Actually, this is my marriage report, and I was wondering if I could still get a commemorative shot here, if you don''t mind. I''ll be right back."

    "I don''t mind that..."

    Alsace opens her mouth under the gaze - or heavy pressure - from Eudit.

    "And he wants us to take pictures with him, if possible. Of course, I''ll take just the two of you."

    "I''ll give it to you in a photo later."

    But that was unnecessary.

    To the words of the bride and groom, Alsace smiled relieved......

    "This place is going to be Orthodox"

    Go on, a little.

    Naturally.

    Because all of a sudden a woman shows up and has a camera that she doesn''t know what to do with.

    But the minute divine body of the goddess of beauty and art does not move.

    "The subject is better than just now, so if you shoot it normally, OK"

    Riya affirmed that there was no need to be surprised.

    Just about an hour later, he resigned from under the king and his wife, and the Yuts moved to their next destination.

    I don''t think it''s a honeymoon rush, but it''s the only time I''m busy. If we do what we have to do, there''s only two couples left to wait for.

    "Oops, another stomach."

    "Oh, my God."

    "Something for men, or else it has to be."

    But the Eight Yen Tower (Eight Circle), the castle of Vainamarinen. Yut, who "traveled instantly" inside it, forgot for a moment what he had come to do.

    That, too, may have no choice.

    "Why are there Dravaels in Jii''s house..."

    Lava Fairy Dravael, a proximal species of dwarf.

    The blacksmith who remodeled the Tubassa and created Valtrude''s Heavenly Knight Sword. Bigotry, I''m only interested in liquor and making things - and so much so that the Dwarves tell me.

    In the case of the Tubassa, there is an edge between the two.

    But that shouldn''t have been enough to bring him into the castle.

    (Are you making me make something? If so, what would those Dravaels like...? What''s that?

    How difficult or new.

    Or both.

    "Ah..."

    So Yut noticed. You can say I remember.

    And it solidified into its own indiscretion.

    "What''s the matter, brave man?

    Akane waving in front of her husband, who suddenly stopped working. But I have no reaction as if my soul had fallen out.

    "Whoa, are you here? I took the time."

    "Mr. Jii, you''re not building an engine or anything."

    Rarely, the great sage Vainamarinen came to pick me up outside the study.

    Yut casually hits the question when he sees it, but the Great Sage doesn''t move.

    "Don''t ask me stupid things!

    "No way......"

    That, in a seemingly negative response, Yut realized. I had to understand.

    "Make just fuel, and that''s not supposed to end it!

    "I mean, you already had gas."

    Regardless of how much vinamarinen it was difficult to refine the crude oil, it was a failure to confirm the course of the journey. Acorns are also unable to react with their mouths open.

    "I don''t care about that. Look, as I was told, I called Eldrick and Mel, too."

    Yes, he deserted himself and went back to his own study. The Dravaels, too, have disappeared from the hallway at some point.

    "Brave man, what are you going to do?

    "Forget"

    The response to the new wife, who sounds worried, was so clear that there was no room for misunderstanding.

    "Right now, I''m just looking at Zhuyin"

    "No, well, I don''t know about that... Glad to hear it..."

    Bride wrinkles between eyebrows with joy and anxiety.

    I get in trouble for being used as a tool for escaping reality, but I get stuck with the words themselves.

    "Uh-huh. Well, fine."

    In the end, Acorn also agreed to the advance of the issue.

    They both look normal, but their thoughts seem pretty mellow.

    Even with those two, Weinamarinens set foot in the study waiting for them.

    "Master Vainamarinen, King Eldrick, Queen Laura, Dean Mel. Thank you for taking the time to gather."

    Vainamarinen sitting at the desk of the study and the members of Path Finders gathering around it.

    "As I''ve already informed you, this time, we had a wedding with Zhuyin, so I came to that report"

    For the first time Vainamarinen was called the master, and Yut and Akane were about to bow their heads. Continue to distribute the wedding photos taken out of the bag of infinite storage in order.

    At the end of the day I handed the wedding photo to Vainamarinen, Yut bowed his head again with a strange look.

    "In the case of Zieg Alto Crewing, I asked Master Vainamarinen to protect her. If your teacher hadn''t been here, you wouldn''t have been able to celebrate the day. Again, thank you very much."

    "Thank you"

    I guess I didn''t expect you to say that.

    Vainamarinen, completely solidified.

    But that was also until Yut and Akane raised their heads.

    "Huh. It''s too late to thank you."

    I should tell you, even though I didn''t even want to be told, Vainamarinen said that and turned that way.

    Eldrick and the others are distracted by this.

    "Well, what. In the meantime, congratulations to the third person."

    "You. You don''t have to say anything extra. Congratulations."

    "... I''m sorry. Of course, we''re all blessed."

    King Eldrick and his wife, Queen Laura, were the first to regain their minds. And from the bittersweet Dean Mel, he gives each of them a word of blessing.

    "Huh. You don''t have to bother to output it, but you have to send it over with data."

    Just a glance at the photo, Vainamarinen quickly closed it. Apparently, it''s lit.

    With that in evidence, I did not place it on a desk stacked with books, but carefully placed it in the shelf.

    "You''re the same Grandpa Tundele"

    "Same as always? And I don''t think the tung is too bad..."

    If you throw such straightforward words at Vainamarinen, it will be a pain in the ass.

    This is the result of missing that possibility.

    "Vi''s been like this for a long time, so don''t worry about it"

    "King Eldrick is the one who signs that he''s making shelves in his heart, but decides not to care, including there"

    Eldrick spoke to Yuut as he tried to see even such weinamarinen as interesting.

    "But that''s it"

    Hands on the chin, King Eldrick mouths a philosophical proposition.

    "Do you just play and squeeze it into one? Do you accept them all as they are? Which, I guess, is the real thing about men."

    No. I said something that doesn''t matter, as if I were to mouth a philosophical proposition.

    "First of all, could you stop telling me like I was playing!

    "... you mean all of them, seriously? That''s why you''re a man."

    "It doesn''t make sense..."

    Akane, lying next to him, was laughing. That''s the only salvation.

    Nevertheless, King Eldrick, like Vainamarinen, is of poor nature. Too bad.

    "You?"

    Well, Eldrick was better for having a stopper named Queen Laura.

    I carve it into my heart as my wife picks my ear and sees Li Knight in tears.

    "Congratulations, Acorn. Although I can''t give you the right words for your position... my husband''s management is my wife''s business. Good luck."

    "Hahaha. Thank you. But my real wife is Valtrude..."

    "She manages it, too."

    "Oh, yes."

    Queen Laura moved to the corner of the study leaving too much homework for Acorn.

    Of course, drag King Eldrick.

    "Congratulations. Keeping the memorial is a good idea. I guess that''s what you do for granted in your hometown, huh? That''s all you need to know about culture."

    "Dean Mel...... ugh!

    To the last word Mel has spoken, Yut shows an inspiring face. No, what touched me was its sincerity?

    "Please live longer, than Jii from Vainamarinen!

    "... are you happy, it"

    "Excuse me, I''ll tell you later"

    Acorn laughs bitterly as she apprentices Queen Laura and pulls Yut''s ear.

    There, the goddess of beauty and art has interrupted me without reading the atmosphere at all.

    "So, this time, where do we shoot?

    He shared the concept of this honeymoon with the Eldricks seeking explanations in many ways.

    Everyone accepted that it would be... only Vainamarinen had not recovered yet.

    "You can do whatever you want. You''ll have to synthesize it properly later."

    I''m not an absentee.

    "I mean, I''m going to join the picture..."

    "Grunt."

    Neither the Great Sage nor the Rogue can argue with the groom and bride''s unhesitant allegations.

    Thus, Vainamarinen was added, and commemorative photographs increased again.

 506 12. honeymoon (after)

    Continued visits were made to the neighbouring kingdom of the gods of Chronica.

    No one moves in order from close proximity, planning, etc. However, the concept of routes and the like did not exist before the Momentary Movement (Teleport).

    It''s time to run out of Yut''s own spell, and I''ll do thousands of pieces of gold - if I sell them - and I''ve just seen the turn of the scroll.

    "How about it, isn''t Seneca weird?

    The Grand Temple of Fermina, present in its divine capital Lutetia.

    In addition, in the private space of the Divine King at its centre, Seneca II was showing an exquisite blend of joy and embarrassment.

    A glossy looking god king who usually never shows.

    If the inhabitants of Shinto had seen it, they would have felt religious joy.

    Not instead, but the acorns next to Seneca II were pleasant.

    That would be natural, too.

    Because I dress a beautiful girl like Seneca II with the same witch outfit as Fermina, the sun god I was asked to do before - acorns say, abominable clothes.

    I had a hard time.

    But it was worth it. Satisfied.

    "It''s like a living copy of the Fermina God you met."

    There is no escort on this occasion, except for the Divine Body of the Goddess of Beauty and Art (Avatar), where there is only Yut, besides Seneca II and Akane.

    Inevitably, it would be in Yut''s service to praise... but of course, it was neither flattery nor obedience.

    Long hair is partly bound on both sides of the head and decorated with kanzaki. The exotic outfit of a wide mouth sleeve feather with a yamagata pattern also suited him well.

    The majesty of being a divine king is so well reconciled with the adorability of wearing the same costume as the god you worship and delighting innocently. Whether fine-tuning was still necessary or slightly larger also played a part in that.

    "Well, I praise Seneca too much for being like a goddess."

    "That''s how you describe it, my husband''s like a light person."

    "When you really have a goddess, it''s tough."

    It should be noted that the goddess, who would be very confusing when she revealed her identity, was waiting in the corner of the room. Of course, while I set up the camera.

    Should I admire God''s power, which is not even distracted by the Divine King, or should I be stunned by the rash?

    Perhaps you''re right not to think deeply.

    "Well, I changed it"

    I''ve been shagging for a while - even though it''s more important than a girl my age - it was Seneca II, but I keep an eye on Yut, Akane and in turn before opening my mouth broadly.

    That''s all.

    Just that, the gorgeous and relaxing space turned into a majestic place of divinity.

    "Both of you, the reason you''re married. This time, I congratulate you. Fermina God, who is revealed in heaven, will also be blessed."

    "Thank you"

    "Again, you can light it up. Thank you."

    Before the Divine King, it''s time for the couple to bow their heads.

    Harsh air flowed...... but.

    "Now, to this extent, please tell us more about the ceremony."

    It was Seneca II, no other, who destroyed it.

    The words were still polite, but I took the initiative to move to the space for visitors and nodded that I couldn''t contain my curiosity when I sat in the chair.

    The figure is the girl herself, intrigued by romantic stories.

    The scary majesty of the first encounter is, where has it gone?

    The King of God, who broke it after his adventures in heaven with the Yuts, shows an adorable face worthy of his age.

    To that poor figure, Acorn was distraught.

    However, I notice that it clouds my face.

    "... the brave, what is it? Is that it? It''s also a hobby to smash a high-profile kid?

    "Hey. I didn''t mean to."

    Besides, it would be about Seneca II and Petra that apply.

    Acorn''s accusations are impossible.

    Yut complained with a gaze, but was bounced back into Acorn''s worried face.

    "The unconscious is even worse in nature..."

    Acorn sighs deliberately.

    But you''re not supposed to be serious.

    Having so decided, Yut responds to Seneca II''s request and presents a pre-prepared photograph of the marriage.

    "Well......"

    Comparing the photograph to the two in front of him, Seneca II gave an exclamation.

    I was a used bride and groom to that reaction, but for that matter, I can afford to love the adorability of the Divine King. It would be Even.

    "That''s lovely"

    Seneca II''s interest shifts from surprise at the very existence of photography to the happy bride shown there.

    The lukewarm expression may have replaced the figure of the acorn with that of himself.

    "Something tells me you can shine."

    "You''re praised, you just have to be grand"

    "It''s an understated Japanese."

    "That being said, it''s nice because I''m sure of it."

    To his abrupt praise, Acorn lost the word to return.

    On the contrary, it is best to stop thinking and try to snub and hide the faces that you can tell are turning bright red yourself.

    Out of nowhere, only the shutter sounds.

    "By the way, Dear Acorn"

    "... what is it?

    Seneca II, who was obsessed with photography, apparently did not notice Acorn''s suspicious behavior.

    Acorns that have managed to reboot should be repaired even on the surface alone.

    "In fact, I hear there was quite a time period for my fianc¨¦e as well, but is it something that changes when we can have a ceremony, in fact"

    Seneca II pierces the outer surface of such acorns from the front without confusion.

    Meanwhile, Yut meditated and began his spiritual concentration.

    For Mages (Wizards), Priests (Priests), and Psychics (Cyons), mental concentration to activate spells and psychic abilities even in states of tension such as in battle is an initial step.

    Disconnect the outside world from yourself and survive the shock.

    "When they say that, it''s hard..."

    "As for Seneca, I''d like to know more about it."

    "Right...... I told everyone I was engaged, but I knew there was something about just me and the brave guy."

    Disconnect the outside world from yourself and survive the shock.

    "Somehow... I feel like I know"

    "But when I say the words of my vows again and kiss them in front of everyone, I say, ''Oh. You''ve become a brave man''s''? Emotion? That''s what''s coming."

    - Let''s get over it.

    "Well, well. That''s, that''s nice. Can I write it down in my diary?

    "... don''t show it to anyone, huh?

    So, for a while.

    Photography with Seneca II began moving in front of the statue of Fermina, which was completed by Desan of Acorn.

    Before Yut knew it, it seemed decided.

    Instead, it would be more appropriate to describe Yut as having been in front of the statue of God when he realized it.

    While such damage occurred, he managed to end photography without being distracted from the identity of the mysterious photographer.

    Seneca II was the last person to plan to meet people.

    Along the way, take photos both at Hardenturm and at the fashion show venue we went to when we stopped by to launch Vermilio - the bride and groom head back to Falve.

    I would travel (...) from this falve again, but before that, Yut and Akane had a view of the city of Falve from the sky.

    "I still remember that time."

    "Me, too."

    Yuut also answers emotionally, holding Acorn''s hips.

    Night view of Falve after Acorn moved to the Brewers, flying through the sky for both of us. It was an unforgettable sight for the rest of my life, a memory I would never forget.

    But for acorns, it means a little different.

    Do you realize that for her, too, it''s definitely the most impressive experience, but it''s because I finally got to meet Yut?

    (You must not have noticed)

    Acorn immediately denies it.

    But that''s why I liked him so much in Yut.

    There, regret is devoid of shards.

    "What''s wrong?

    If you noticed, they were laughing.

    To the questioning yuut, Acorn answers quietly shaking his head.

    "Time to go down"

    "Oh, we don''t have much time."

    I would have liked to explore the market if it had been the case, but the store is already closed.

    If so, there is one place to stop.

    "This is the last place you''ll ask Master Riya."

    "Don''t be."

    The last stop was at the Theatre of the Goddess of Beauty.

    For better or worse, it was a memorable place in many ways.

    The sun is already tilting.

    Even in terms of time, the journey at the Brewers will be over once and for all.

    "Somehow, you don''t know life."

    Akane, who looks up from the stairs in front of the entrance to the theatre of the wretched god of beauty, calls it a smudge.

    I didn''t expect a miracle to happen in a script I wrote. Before I came here, no, I hadn''t imagined it since I came.

    "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I''m glad to hear that."

    "Thanks to Dr. Acorn, the stock has gone up"

    I don''t know how it works, but he also had a benefit for Riya God thanks to that play being talked about. Being a goddess of beauty and art, wonderful art will only come into being and help.

    "If Zhu Yan is happy, more importantly. I''m counting on your next work to comfort the people. Doctor."

    "Oh no. Bread and circus."

    "I expect God to comfort me too, Doctor"

    "I see. You mean the roots of art are divine"

    "... but Gambarimus!

    Akane answers with a slightly lighted out eye.

    "It''s time to take a picture,"

    You didn''t want to be touched any more, or suggest you serve your purpose.

    Neither do the Yuts.

    Anyway, I''m saying I can''t and I''m paying for it.

    "Not at all. I''ll take care of it."

    Riya God was also motivated...... but.

    "After you get a picture of the two of them, we''ll take it with you, too, Master Liya"

    "Huh?"

    "Finally, here comes the tripod."

    Yut also takes the shooting tools out of the infinitely stored bag and prepares them -.

    "Why are you crying!?"

    Riya, God''s share. The divine body was delighted with tears.

    "Make it a family heirloom"

    "I think it''s too early... Well, I got my mind on it."

    I didn''t even wonder what God''s family heirloom meant, but I''m purely glad you''re happy.

    "Make it one of the best"

    Once again, the pictures of the two people taken in a mood were certainly wonderful.

    Thus digesting all appointments in the Brewers......

    The bride and groom moved to their birthplace - Earth.

 507 13. honeymoon (Earth Edition)

    "Finally, you''ve come this far..."

    "It was a hard schedule, but you felt like you saw a goal"

    Artifact, a treasure piece owned by Red Fire Dragon Para Vento, Nayuta Gate Infinite Portal.

    Using it, Yut served as a comeback to Earth.

    It will be three days before many gates can be used again.

    At that time, I enjoyed the different worlds - I should have - and planned to return to the Brewers in exchange for my parents.

    From here on out, there is no god, Liya. Really just the two of us.

    However, Yut also changed into regular clothes to visit, neither tourist destinations nor attractions.

    So, a memorable place.

    I was in front of the high school where the two of them attended.

    "I miss you."

    "Oh, the time I spent in school was shorter than in middle school."

    Besides the two of you sitting back on the guardrail in front of school talking, there''s hardly a crowd either.

    That''s because the sun is already setting... not because it''s a holiday. Naturally because it matched my parents'' holidays, but I felt a little lonely.

    "I wonder what my classmates would think if they knew we were getting married."

    "Well, you''d be surprised. I don''t usually marry at such a young age."

    "Right."

    When I reported to Furuki Yoshizawa and Kanaka Sabe - former classmates involved in magic fixtures (magic items) related incidents on Earth - the two of them still don''t know the future that they would normally have been blessed and surprised.

    "Thinking about it, I feel kind of strange"

    "Right."

    Sharing unspoken emotions, the two lean over and watch the school building colored by the sunset.

    No words.

    Just feel each other''s body temperature.

    "Hey, brave man"

    "Hmm?"

    How long have you been doing that?

    When I started feeling a little chilly, Acorn called Yut''s name.

    "What do you think would have happened to us if we hadn''t gone to the Brewers?

    "If I didn''t go..."

    Avoid the cold. Or as if to share heat. Hold Acorn''s shoulder, Yut answers.

    "I don''t know."

    An uninteresting answer, but that was what Yut meant.

    Valtrude or Alcia, if they haven''t moved to the Brewers. I never met everyone.

    Apart from the emotion that the imagination is intolerable... I couldn''t imagine myself remaining here in real life.

    The experience with the Brewers was too intense.

    If you were on Earth, hang out with Acorn somehow while you''re in high school. So much so that I can''t even draw an uninteresting future anticipation map of going to college without a particular sense of purpose, being lucky enough to get a job, and in a few years...

    "Isn''t that where you say you liked Zhuyin no matter what?

    Yut further converts his thoughts into words while suppressing the urge to physically block the lips that make him a little dissatisfied.

    "I mean like, well, it''s been around for a long time. Aside from whether it means romantic or not."

    "... isn''t that cheating?

    If there are too many lines of prevention, Acorn protests.

    I don''t know how that feels. But I have a say in Yut, too.

    "''Cause you''ve had a little distance since high school, haven''t you? And yet, can you say that it''s inevitable that the two of you will be united? You''re over-conscious."

    "That''s right. It hurt in so many ways."

    Not that it''s a high school debut, but due to a group of friends dating, Yut and I got a distance.

    That was partly due to the fact that after Yut stopped playing football, he was floating without belonging to either the club or the committee, but the result is a result.

    Nevertheless, the position of the opposite sex, which Acorn was closest to Yut because of it, was not all bad because it was protected.

    Besides, as an acorn, I wasn''t just sitting around waiting for prey to take place.

    "''Cause with my uncle... if I wanted to narrow the distance a little while my stepfather and stepmother were gone, the brave man would disappear"

    "That was unexpected to me, too, and I''m sorry."

    That''s what that culinary invitation meant, and now I realize, Yut.

    Even now for Acorn, I guess I didn''t mean to make such a confession.

    "Come on, momentum to the extra..."

    Akane swells up to her cheek in shame.

    Again, block your lips. Or stick that cheek up.

    Akane laughed abruptly the moment Yut showed her lost in the overly attractive choice.

    "But you do, don''t you?"

    "What?

    "If you two hadn''t been flown over there, you probably wouldn''t have been in this relationship."

    And make sure there''s no one around you, then mouth it modestly as if to prove ''such a relationship''.

    "Let''s just say I did my best to win this place unbeaten by a rival lined up after a man I liked."

    Acorn, who concluded so, rose from the guardrail.

    "Right. I''m the one who took it."

    "It was. Didn''t you know?

    "I didn''t know, but I don''t feel bad"

    Sure, the proposal itself came from Yut, but that''s also only because of Acorn''s approach.

    I guess this is what we call each other.

    "So it''s time to get started"

    "Right."

    Yut smiled gently and began to get ready to change with the camera.

    that night. The two brides and grooms appeared in one of the apartments.

    After taking pictures in front of the school gate, the newlyweds said hello - in fact, yes - they shopped at the supermarket and went back to Yut''s house.

    It is good tomorrow to file a marriage certificate, although only in form, and to report it to Acorn''s friends, who have some knowledge of the circumstances.

    Of course, those are heartwarming events......

    Again, today is a special day.

    On a special day, we needed just the two of us.

    With Yut''s financial resources and the connection of Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend), I would have been able to stay in any luxury hotel in any location.

    But Acorn didn''t want it.

    "If the village of Ozlic is the beginning over there, this is where we begin."

    "Not at all, it doesn''t sound like Zhu Yan"

    There are some things I think in terms of a man''s worth. But the situation of being alone with acorns in a house without parents had no choice but to abandon such dedication.

    Plus, the two of us had fun cooking.

    "Wow. I can''t believe twisting the switch caught fire! You don''t even need to pump water!

    "Things like Val when I first came over here..."

    "Plus, you can use ketchup, mayonnaise and sauce all you want today!

    "I''m sorry I took the liberty"

    - There was also an incident where I was just getting used to it and finished cooking in about an hour. Yut wasn''t much of a fighter, but it doesn''t matter.

    "... I miss you, that''s a menu"

    "Have you noticed?

    "At the time I bought the ingredients, to some extent,"

    Lined up at the table is a bouillabaisse in hamburg. Besides, seafood salad.

    Of course the details are different, but the first dish that Acorn made in the Brewers. It was a menu that I poured my heart out to welcome Prince Alsace at the time.

    "As for closing this honeymoon, it''s not bad, is it?

    "Oh. That''s just great, Zhuyin"

    Humph and laugh so well, the dinner for the newlyweds begins.

    "But this..."

    It started, but I was hesitant to get my hands on the main hamburger.

    It''s a trick.

    Because Patty is shaped like a heart. It seems elaborate that even the sauce is tailored to its shape.

    I don''t feel comfortable putting a knife in this in the symbolic sense.

    "I admit that, but what am I supposed to do?

    "Eat it, ''cause I made it."

    "Well, I''ll eat it."

    Is this a trial?

    Yut drinks the soup first, hands on the salad, and then thinks about what to do.

    "... you''re having dinner at home, but it''s uncomfortable without the colo"

    But what I came up with was something else.

    "So is that."

    "How are you doing..."

    Colo just couldn''t get him to the wedding, but he''s traveling to the Brewers with his parents. They should accompany you on your excursions.

    I said I couldn''t, and I was also taking wedding photos with Colo.

    I don''t plan on showing it to anyone.

    "So, brave man"

    "Hmm?"

    "I don''t want to get you in trouble, so I don''t normally mind eating it."

    "... our love is not so soft. So it doesn''t matter what happens to this hamburger. All right?"

    "Oh, yes."

    Still, I was hesitant to turn it into two, so it was a yuut eating a little bit from the edge.

    The Akane handicrafts were excellent, albeit uniquely that way. More importantly, it was fun.

    Much more satisfying than dining in a vibrant upscale restaurant.

    At the end of the meal, the two of us clean up later.

    And after sweating separately.

    Acorns dressed in wedding dresses appeared in thinly lit Yut''s room.

    "Zhuyin..."

    Beautiful.

    unexpectedly.

    Very, very beautiful.

    Yut lost his word.

    "Nfu."

    To such a childhood friend, he smiles innocently as if the prank had succeeded, and Acorn pinches up the long skirt part.

    "I bought it because of it, so it would be a waste not to use it, wouldn''t it?

    "Using... Vivid!"

    "Do you hate these situations?

    "... outrageous"

    Yut is also a man.

    If I were a woman, I wouldn''t marry an acorn or anything, but besides, I''d be lying if I said I wouldn''t be attracted. That, too, is the biggest lie of my life.

    Of course, that''s because Acorn is the other guy. You mustn''t put it back on there.

    "Zhuyin"

    Reduce feelings of deviation, childhood friend. No, I called my beloved wife''s name, and I took her hand.

    "It''s a little late, though."

    I removed the white gloves, took out the ring and put it on my pharmacopoeia.

    "... brave man, this"

    "I also thought you two should choose, because of that"

    There would have been as many ways to find out, so it''s good to have the right size. Because there would have been as many ways to find out.

    What surprised me was its design.

    A gold ring in three colors: pink, yellow and white. I can tell it''s a luxury item because I see it. No, Akane, who had originally bought and collected marriage information magazines and such in detail on that aspect, found out both the brand and the price.

    Engagement rings were commonly said to earn three months a month, etc., but this doubles.

    "... you''re so excited"

    First of all, I was surprised by the price, and it''s best to say so.

    Indeed, if it had been consulted beforehand, it would have been rejected.

    "I''d rather you be proud that you''re a woman worthy of this ring"

    "Not that I''m happy because it''s expensive."

    That being said, I can''t stop my cheeks from loosening, and I take a look at the ring put on my left hand pharmacopoeia from various angles.

    "This surprise has hit me."

    "You seem to like it, and I know the joy of it all."

    Out of the way, Yut hugged Akane.

    Close your eyelids from either side, slowly, but surely your face approaches.

    "Ah, Zhuyin..."

    "Brave man... Hmmm......"

    A kiss that will be several times already.

    But each has a different meaning, and I can''t get tired of talking to each other.

    "I love you."

    "I love you, too."

    Two people fall into bed so that they can get together.

    And I stayed up late at night.

    That night, it''ll be a long, long one.

    That was as obvious as the two of us had a happy ending.

 508 Tabernacle Crossworld Tourism, or the ordeal of a female doctor

    "Oh! This is, wow! It''s like medieval Europe!

    "... well, I guess so"

    After my beloved daughter''s wedding ended and I dropped off the traveling bride and groom.

    Migi Zhuyin - essentially already Heavenly Grass Zhuyin - ''s father, Tadashi Miki, couldn''t hide his excitement when he saw the streets of Falv rolled out for travel.

    Kyoko watches such a childlike husband smile backwards from his tone.

    Thin blouse on slacks from the sleeves worn at the wedding. And I get a smart, intelligent impression from her weaving a beige cardigan.

    "It''s not that exciting. You''re being seen with weird eyes."

    From her experience of staying in overseas cities as a doctor, this otherworldly city is not entirely novel either. The polar theory is that the exterior remains the same with the theme park labeled Dutch Village.

    However, there was a sense of life that might be simple but not contemporary. That real would be the part where we can believe that this is a different world.

    "Ooh. That, I guess, Dwarf. That''s a dwarf. The mustache is amazing! Really exciting to see, Kyoko."

    "Well, you know exactly what I''m talking about."

    Occasionally different, people who are human but not human.

    My husband is very excited, but as Kyoko, it''s really a headache issue.

    No, to be precise, it makes me want to know more.

    If they catch a sudden illness and stay on the spot. I thought you said it was out of specialty.

    But is that even now?

    When I first met Exile, I thought, "Do females go through that body? What if it''s surgery?" I was worried. I''ve never told anyone because it''s the Occupational Disease that makes me laugh.

    "Damn, I''m sorry I lent you a one-eyed ref... ugh"

    Kyoko laughed all the time when she saw her husband set up a compact type of digital camera and seemed to really regret it.

    Instead of reassuring him as usual, he remembered that he was now in sightseeing.

    Seeing, the neighbor Heavenly Grass and his wife with their dogs also enjoyed themselves normally while being guided by a brunette beauty. I guess I''m just planning on moving here and I''m somewhat used to it.

    Yut''s mother Haruko is more of a groaner than usual, and my father''s favorite... well, on the surface, it''s always the same. Instead, if it looks like it''s visible and fun, it''s scarier that way.

    Either way, it''s hard to do the same, but if you don''t enjoy it, it''s a loss.

    "Still, it''s a pretty clean city."

    "Hmm. That''s where Yut was rotting"

    "That''s the modern boy."

    Kyoko returned an untrue reaction to Valtrude''s commentary, which made her tummy bigger.

    But Valtrude, mistakenly mistaken for Yut being praised, continues to explain well.

    "That''s why Yut built the foundation with a spell."

    "With a spell"

    Kyoko returns his words like a parrot, while trying to make a compromise with the common sense he has grown himself...

    "Well, let''s not think deeply"

    In the first place, the moment my stepson''s daughter-in-law slashed his arm and the wound healed with magic medicine (potion), he decided to cut off the details.

    "Oh, that building is lovely"

    "That''s the theater of the gods of beauty. It was given to you by the goddess of beauty and art."

    "Souka. solejasgoina"

    The goddess gave it to me.

    In short, I guess it means that a temple or something was built by borrowing the form of a temple. Must be.

    Since Acorn''s request - just grounded - was passed and the sign was temporarily removed, it was no way that a play written by her real daughter was performed here, and Kyoko Miki could not even imagine doing a miracle, etc.

    A cross-world sightseeing tour with the meaning of welcoming Yut and Akane parents.

    As a matter of fact, Falve was not a destination.

    On the contrary, it is only a travel route for travel by carriage rail to Hardenturm.

    As a result, the carriage railway became the most restful time for Kyoko.

    "Hey, Colo. What''s this all about?

    Kyoko looks far away, holding Heavenly Grass''s dog Coro in her chest. She was a woman doctor on the planet, but that shadow is nowhere.

    At least, I didn''t see reality.

    The short journey on the carriage railway is fresh in the landscape and the narrative of the Larsia that accompanied it is subtle.

    Even after arriving in Hardenturm, there was room for proportion, although the landscape, which the faithful had described as a mixture of "medieval European" and contemporary fashion, looked odd.

    That was the same until he arrived at the port and boarded the Tubasa, and Kyoko had recovered enough to shoot on his own smartphone.

    That sprayed away after the Tubasa dived into the sea.

    Yes, I dived. The ship.

    If this were a submarine, I wouldn''t have been surprised. But a beautiful ship, but this is a sailboat. If the ship goes underwater, it''s a sinking ship.

    Nevertheless, the perimeter of the ship - the Tubassa - is covered in something like a transparent dermis, which is proceeding as a matter of course through the sea. There''s nothing wrong with breathing.

    Both loyalists and Haruko were like children in unexpected dives.

    Even that trustworthy look can''t hide the excitement.

    That would be natural, too.

    It is also modest to describe the sight of light pouring from the distant sky shaking in the water and numerous fish swarming in herds as fantastic. It is not a ratio such as an aquarium.

    However, Kyoko, who missed that emotion, was dedicated to conversing with Colo.

    I guess it''s safe.

    I trust there, but I''m actually Kyoko, who doesn''t even like ropeways. Isn''t it inevitable to escape reality before a spectacle that doesn''t even make sense?

    "Were you a little bored with Lord Kyoko?

    "No, that''s not true."

    Slightly suspicious of behavior, he answers to Valtrude nevertheless retaining his grip.

    "Right. I can see more amazing things after this. I want you to hope."

    "More...?

    Wasn''t the cruise in the sea the purpose?

    I''m trying to hold down my falling glasses - I can''t fulfill that because I have a coro.

    Once you put it down.

    Kyoko thought so, but the light is inadvertently blocked and forced to interrupt.

    "Oh, you''re here."

    "Is that an island...?

    Kyoko I say as I look up, but I was realizing it couldn''t be.

    The Tubasa goes to the sea with a depth of several dozen meters.

    An object that floats on the surface of the sea that blocks its entire head. There can''t be an island like that.

    "Come on, we''re going to be in a hangout corner with Emperor Turtle Archeron!

    Larsia making an announcement as she faces out of the steering room, looking fun.

    Kyoko doesn''t know, but he''s trying to raise Archeron to the next pillar of his income, so I guess that''s natural too.

    "Right. I''m looking forward to it... Ha ha..."

    We encounter a bigger turtle than the island that drinks the ship round, and it is actually made to drink the whole ship, from which it is discharged out all at once.

    From now on, experiencing such an attraction was Kyoko Miki, whom I had yet to imagine.

    "Kyoko, are you okay?

    "It''s okay, faithful. Nothing wrong with that."

    "Are you sure...?

    "Hey. Instead, it''s immune."

    A line back to the harbour of Hardenturm.

    I mean meals next - I''m really glad the order isn''t the other way around - and I''m traveling on foot again.

    In the meantime, the loyal caresses Kyoko''s back worryingly.

    But Kyoko remained resolute. On the surface.

    "I have to thank my stupid daughter and her new son..."

    "Personally, I''m telling you, it was a lot of fun, right?

    Kyoko gave me the opposite proposal and the two married, but the loyalists are surprisingly annoyed by these parts.

    Maybe that''s why I can say......

    The Valtrudes leave the matter of Kyoko to the faithful and head to their next destination at a slightly slower pace.

    Going forward is the Bold Iron Castle Crystal Iron Castle.

    A vibrant building similar to London''s Crystal Palace.

    Today, however, there were extra objects lying around covering up their beauty.

    "Oh, my God, that''s..."

    Only this time, Kyoko as well as loyalists.

    No, naive Haruko and grumpy expressions were even taken lightly by the initial value reluctance.

    Naturally.

    A giant creature - a dragon - covered in scales in a glass castle lays from the top

    "Well done."

    "Larsia... it''s you..."

    Tell the admiring Valtrude, Alcia, to open it up.

    I can''t say I''ve fully grasped the nuances of that word, but apparently it''s a crop.

    Visitors observe the dragon again.

    But it was too vivid to say replica. It''s not weird to move and growl now.

    "Yeah. I brought some dragon bones and scales to make it. Blah, blah, blah, blah."

    "Fine, that was fun."

    Does that mean you cooperated in the operation?

    Exile looks back with a heavy bass voice.

    "It was quite difficult to lift that one up there without the yut"

    "No, thanks. We''re going to have a dragon fair, so you wanted to do it flashy with Byrne with that publicity."

    "Dragon Fair......?

    Who made that voice?

    At least, no one was conscious.

    "Hmm? Do you care? It will, won''t it?

    "Next time, I decided to serve dragon steak as a special menu for guests."

    "Ah, my dialogue!?"

    A habitual hairy girl who has suddenly broken in, stirs up the place.

    "Ah. Hi, I''m Larsia-kun''s wife. Oh, ho, ho."

    "This is polite"

    I don''t move - or I recovered first - but Kiyozo exchanges greetings on behalf of me.

    Haruko is smiling, but even the faithful forgot me for the sound of "dragon steak," Kyoko, a commonsense man, was out of his mind.

    "If you''re about 100 years old and you''re a young dragon''s meat, it turns out that you''re pretty good at it."

    "I''ve been hunting"

    Two like kids - Larsia and Jonah - say with their breasts up and good at it.

    Kyoko gave up understanding.

    "That''s exciting. But I''m sorry, but the Japanese tongue is fat, right?

    "That''s it! Sasa. Come inside and try the Gastronomy Baron Supervisor Dragon Steak!

    It wasn''t a restaurant that was guided, but a place like an open food court.

    Mr. and Mrs. Miki arrived at the same table as Valtrude.

    So much less, a chunk of meat is carried on the iron plate.

    Bread and soup together, but after all, my gaze gathered on the meat of the dragon.

    It''s not in a way that I associate when I hear it''s a steak, it''s a huge chunk cut into rings, and there''s a bone at the center.

    Is the surface grilled and tomato sauce? There was red sauce on it.

    "Looks delicious"

    The first person to get his hands on it was Valtrude.

    Without hesitation at all, carry the fork through the piercing knife to the cutting mouth.

    Kyoko, who had been seen as that crude but beautiful work, was a little late

    "I see. That''s how it came"

    My first impression is chicken.

    I think it was handled well and the smell is refreshing.

    It''s chewy, but is this due to flesh rather than tenacity? If it is chewed well, the flavour will come out.

    In terms of the flavour of fat, it would be inferior to Wagyu beef.

    But it''s the wrong field to compare.

    Dragon.

    It''s a fantasy creature for Kyoko, and I can''t imagine what kind of ecology she''s in.

    But the meat was an inspiration for the primitive satisfaction of eating meat.

    "Wow. I''m not sure what it tastes like, but I''m impressed!

    "It''s touching, or that''s it. I wonder if it would be better to be wilder, though not round-baked, than to feed it elegantly"

    "I see."

    Larsia mysteriously nods to Kyoko''s reputation.

    Apparently, I was finally able to regain my normal pace.

    - But.

    "It''s better than the dinosaur I ate before."

    That too, until I hear what Valtrude thinks.

    What the hell are our children doing?

    No, is it good because it sounds like fun? I''m not sure anymore.

    In the end, Kyoko Miki''s rocking back was to last until the end of his trip to the other world.

 509 1. Second Great Festival (Previous)

    The more serene the routine continues, the quicker the months go by.

    Thinking of a year that quickly passes, Yut is delayed by smudges and emotions.

    At the same time, I recall.

    After my wedding to Acorn, there were no major incidents - at least, like the country or the world would perish - or peaceful days.

    Engagement between the newborn Alsace and Eudit''s child, and the duke to the duke.

    Along with that, although I said no, there was also a meeting with Yut''s deputy prime minister in office.

    Gender change, following the replacement of personality, Yut''s amnesia disturbance.

    A disguised date between Yut and his real name, done on Earth to check the authenticity of the report.

    Larsia''s disappearance and return.

    Deadly fight against the gold deposits found in the Rock Giant (Jarloot) Autonomous Region and a subspecies of rust-eating monsters (Rusty Beast) who have sniffed it.

    Back to normal, but an incident where Jonah and Ren''s appearance grew up.

    Sky adventures through Vainamarinen airships, giant bird ruffles, and cloud sea white whales (cloud whales).

    Others are unlikely to count the small cases, but what a peace it was compared to by then.

    And time passed, and again the festival of Istas was to be held.

    Clear enough for the first day of the festival. It seems to reflect the smiles of the people floating at the festival.

    The sky is high and blue, with clouds flowing loosely.

    The weather is as if the success of the festival was promised.

    I''m always ready to use the Weather Manipulation (Weather Break) spell if I have to, but it never rained on the day of the event.

    It has been since my first date.

    Sunny men, rain women and other unscientific. Neither does Yut.

    But still.

    If Valtrude.

    Being the mother of two children (...) remains the same. No, if she became more beautiful, wouldn''t she be unconscious enough to attract sunny weather?

    Yut felt so, not reason, as he looked up to Valtrude, who stood on the stage with my child in his arms.

    "Enjoy yourselves, guys"

    Valtrude, who gave an opening address in two seconds, is not alone this year. He held a child in both arms and was taking the stage.

    To the glowing beauty of Valtrude, my dear children. A combination of prosperity and a sense of the future that follows.

    I see that and cheer from the crowd gathered at the ceremony.

    The happiness of the present was promised over the future. Full of such joy.

    Yes, it was the twins, male and female, that Valtrude gave birth to.

    In response to the surprise Yut, Valtrude had the look of doing it despite the fact that she had given birth shortly after.

    Yut never forgot about that time.

    The production itself is a tremendously cheap one, so much so that Arcia, who took up the twins, also clapped out.

    Well, I guess it''s only because of Valtrude''s extraordinary flesh and strength that he resumed his sword archery the day after the birth.

    Boy, kite.

    The girl named Yuri.

    It is a name that Yut and Valtrude consulted and also decided upon after hearing the opinions of their parents and colleagues. The candidates had been decided so that both men and women could be born, and that had worked.

    Each also determines the representation of Tomori and Kanji in the realm.

    Brewers and Earth. Two worlds that are the roots of the children.

    Yut is satisfied that it has become a good name that works for either of them......

    Actually, it became a little commotion just to decide on the notation of kanji.

    If Yut sneezes, the House of the Duke of Istas catches a cold. Yet Yut flipped the book of first and last name judgment, and the troubled government stopped for a few days.

    Perhaps the troubles must have been deeper than when I made the decision to defend Falv - stay here - at the expense of Obelisk.

    "I hope it''s an individual number of pictures, but you think it won''t work when you calculate it in the general plan? I really don''t know."

    Yuut, who says it''s unreasonable from the bottom of his mind, was scared to name the (...) of the moment when Kanji and reading diverged.

    Acorn is later divulging that sentiment.

    Valtrude came down from the stage with the twins he had loved since before he was born so.

    The cheering is still unstoppable.

    But the look on Alcia''s face welcoming it is complicated.

    "Val, you did it again this year"

    Alcia pays careful attention to the short speech. How is it as a lord that you are cheered on with your children so much longer than the time you are talking?

    Lately, Yut has also given up on "well, because it''s Val," which is unlikely.

    "Mm-hmm. Sounds popular. More than anything."

    "Val...... It''s not...?

    But it didn''t work out.

    Whatever it is, it sprays away in front of Valtrude''s face, which embodies the concept of beauty.

    "Fair enough, Mr. Arcia. I''m taking it from everyone, that''s good."

    Yut breaks in there and receives a kite from Valtrude.

    Dark-haired babies don''t snuggle. No, on the other hand, I was perfectly happy to fit in my father''s arms.

    I''m still unconscious, but for once, it was unusual for a noble Yut to participate in parenting in this way - in the Brewers - after all.

    Besides, I hardly borrow the help of others when it comes to parenting.

    I also had a nanny''s good offices, but I refused not to need them.

    If you have to, when I say grandmother - grandmother and so on, you look a little sad - some Haruko, and you can buy powdered milk and so on from Earth.

    In fact, the problem was nowhere.

    Except for the fact that Arcia feels a little rusty.

    "Yuuto-kun, because that''s how you spoil it"

    Around, Kite smiles and wields happiness. Alcia protests by inflating her cheeks the other way while revealing that her cheeks are about to loosen.

    "If you don''t say no, it''s bad for your child''s education, isn''t it?

    "That''s too unconvincing..."

    I told Yuri to sit in the stroller - something Yut''s parents bought with pocket money - while helping Valtroude get the acorn half-assed.

    That''s half and not entirely because Acorn knows exactly how it feels, too.

    Babies are adorable. If that is the child of Yut and Valtrude, all the more so.

    Even based on that big premise, it should be noted that Kite and Yuri were adorable after six months of age.

    Kate looks a lot like Yuut at first glance with dark hair, but at the same time, the neat faces give way to Valtrude. In the future, it will make women cry - in Larsia - reputation.

    To Yuri, a living copy of Valtrude, including the color of her hair. On the contrary, somehow even an intelligent atmosphere - this one was mainly in Yona - was the subject of discussion.

    In the meantime, we''re both invisible and personable.

    Even if it weren''t for Alcia, it would mean that the rapport would collapse.

    "All right. Let''s go."

    Valtrude, who put Yuri in the stroller, now helped Yut and let Kite sit in the other stroller as well.

    I guess she herself realizes it''s a disadvantageous topic. She gestures and tries to stir up her husband and roll him out to the festival.

    Yut laughed bitterly, and Arcia sighed, following it.

    Anyway, the kids in the stroller are blurring their hands and feet right now or not.

    I can''t beat my kids and Valtrude.

    Valtrude takes care of Yuri, Arcia takes charge of Kite, and Yut cares about Akane and walks next door.

    "I was just talking to you."

    Walking through the mess of Bride''s Square - fortunately, the people around them are giving way to the extent that they wave - Yut said as he remembered.

    "Let''s think about this. Even if I try to make Val say something difficult, he just says it''s going to be boring."

    "Right..."

    "That''s right. Yut''s right."

    "Uh. Isn''t that where you shouldn''t admit it?

    Although Acorn alone makes common sense allegations, she also understands that Yut''s words are correct.

    I mean, that''s what I''m talking about.

    "Well. I just got my story together, where are you going from?

    I decide not to care about the details, and Acorn asks about the policy.

    Today more than family watertight......, the other members are opening stores in each of them, and Yut''s parents, who have moved here, left a message at the castle fortress.

    It hasn''t been a stiff all along, and I guess it means we need time alone for the couple no matter how old they are.

    "There''s also the acorn. Should we avoid crowds?"

    "Right."

    "No, you don''t have to worry about that much, do you? Pregnancy is not a disease."

    Valtrude, who was a step ahead, stops with the stroller.

    And he just looked back at his torso and nudged his fingers.

    "That alarm is dangerous."

    Acorn''s pregnancy was discovered about two weeks ago.

    As for the person, I had the sentiment that there was something to come, but there was no surprise.

    In other words, fortunately it was light, so I didn''t find it that hard. So far, though.

    But it was Valtrude who reacted agile to Acorn''s physical changes¡­ on the contrary, nearly panicked.

    "Exactly..."

    "I wish Valtrude would tell me."

    "What are you saying? Val learned, didn''t he? I can''t be happier..."

    A change that I didn''t have struck a familiar person.

    I guess the shock was unimaginable.

    At the same time, there were achievements.

    Realizing how worried he was about his surroundings, Valtrude reflected. Next time, even though precautions had been taken, the dragon would not kill you.

    "Well, shall we go to someone we know for now? If you get tired, say it right. Right?"

    "Hmm. Don''t push it."

    "I don''t know if that''s my job..."

    "If it''s the work of a brave man, the castle is full of them."

    "All right, I''m gonna serve my family today."

    Leaving a fragrant laugh like today''s weather, the Yuts walk out again.

    Slowly make the city we created look happy.

 510 2. Second Great Festival (Medium)

    "Hey, Larsia. Looks good."

    Yut, accompanied by acorns and coming in from the back with our faces, raises his hand gently.

    Behind the store is exactly the battlefield. A little enthusiasm drifted in the moment I entered.

    "Sort of. If you fail, Jonah will take care of you."

    Larsia cutting the water without even trying to see Yut. Quite a move into the hall. I guess I practiced too, but it would be talent.

    It''s not as flashy as Valtrude, but Larsia''s physical abilities are no less than that.

    One line - or, the family - was first visited by a stall space set at the corner of Bride''s Square.

    Quite a crowd to say it''s just after the start, but it''s actually still better. During peak hours, strollers and the like would not have been available.

    Among other things, the most mixed stores.

    That was the opening of the ramen that showed up like a beautiful star last year.

    Reputation has called for a reputation and queues are in place early this year. It goes without saying that the hunger of swinging for exactly a year is applauding it.

    But Jonah and the others have a separate case and can''t stand in the store.

    So it is good that Larsia and her men are here...

    "But what about it?"

    "How can you help Ritna because she''s busy in Hardenturm, too?

    Larsia oversees the people who cook and serve customers - naturally, bigger than Larsia - while moving around the kitchen busily.

    But there was a baby on his back that looked just like him.

    Tyrone, the race god of the meadow race (Magner). For that matter, Ritna, the god body (Avatar), was roughed up by the operation of last year''s popular and incandescent treasure hunting competition.

    So, Larsia''s doing a ramen shop while babysitting.

    "It''s like showa."

    "Oh. Well, we''ve never lived in Showa."

    But, as you can see from the epoch, it was Edo-like, and I could somehow understand Showa.

    Yut and Akane share those thoughts face-to-face.

    At the same time, Yut observes Acorn''s expression.

    If the hot air or smell seemed to make the acorn feel worse, I was going to disperse early, but the complexion was good. Apparently, it''s okay. If it wasn''t until Valtrude and Arcia, who are pushing the stroller and in line, came back, it wouldn''t be a problem.

    Yut gently lowers his chest.

    "But I''m a big man."

    "Well, he''s still a father."

    Larsia turns a radiant smile as she rubs a little under her nose in the light.

    Until this happened, there was an excessive twist, but it doesn''t make me feel it at all.

    (I don''t know how you feel. But I didn''t.)

    Absolutely, there were no signs.

    Nonetheless, one day, suddenly, Ritna showed up with a baby saying, "It''s a child with Larsia."

    Pregnancy and childbirth, the birth of a child who has swept everything away.

    Minutes Divine may be possible, but confusion is imperative even if you are not Larsia when you are told that without being prepared or aware.

    A world where DNA testing is aside and there is no diagnosis by blood type. Nor is there any guarantee that we will work well, even if we bring them from Earth.

    There is no art of objectively proving parent-child relationships and ultimately it depends on the individual''s judgment.

    As a result, Larsia disappeared.

    I didn''t run away. I embarked on a journey to look back at myself.

    I never told her what happened on that journey, but a week later, Larsia came back.

    Be a man''s face.

    Then, as you can see.

    "Speaking of which, Yut"

    "Hmm?"

    "Wouldn''t this make you eat acorns too?

    Larsia''s hand, who looked back as she said so, had a plate of ceramics on it, not disposable.

    The noodles are made from the same objects, but on top of them, which are served in yamagata, there are colorful ingredients such as brocade eggs, ham, cucumbers and tomatoes.

    In particular, tomatoes were grown by the baron of gastronomy with improved varieties of seedlings brought back from the southern continent. I haven''t lost anything to eat in Japan either.

    Chinese sauce is sprinkled from the top and carefully accompanied by spicy peppers.

    "Not chilled chinese"

    I can''t help but be surprised by the acorn.

    No matter how many ramen stores you open, the difficulty jumps when you have to cool down.

    "If it''s sour, you can eat it."

    "So cold chinese. It''s a mame."

    "Well, it''s a comfort."

    "Well, because of that,"

    That''s what I said, Akane, who receives snacks and chilled chinese.

    Hold the chopsticks and take a small bite.

    "Oh, yummy."

    "I used the spell to keep it cool."

    Cold, refreshing mouthfeel.

    Good tooth feel as a squeaky cucumber too. Tomatoes are slightly sweet. The noodles also go in tightly.

    "You passed. Don''t even open a ramen shop."

    "Hehe. I got acorn tattoos. Let''s try it, shall we?

    "What are you gonna do if you''re busy expanding your business or something?"

    It won''t even be a trilogy play, such as the director who runs the society behind the Duke of Istas doing the master of the ramen shop.

    Yut thought so, but Larsia doesn''t even seem to be full.

    "Hey, I''m sorry you let me eat your prototype"

    "It''s good, it''s good. It''s like soaking mud on a sign."

    Acorn doesn''t realize how Larsia is doing.

    "I ate before Val or Mr. Alcia. Pregnant women aren''t so bad."

    I just thought eating and walking like Valtrude was difficult in my current body, and I''m happy. The situation that Yut is with us applauds it.

    Larsia looks at such acorns with satisfaction. On that back, the baby laughs happily.

    "Me too, it''s time for adventure, back society, saving the world''s crisis, not a year of targeting steeples. Sometimes you just take the store and settle down."

    "It''s Larsia herself who calms down. Is there such a meadow race (Magner)"

    Undisputable honesty.

    But it doesn''t reach Larsia.

    "Ritna says she''ll follow me if that''s my choice."

    "Huh?"

    Weren''t you interested because Larsia worked so well that she was called a brave warrior?

    Is that good for such a small clump?

    Sure, it would be a very rare choice as a meadow species......

    (No, you mean bend the real deal of the species, and then snuggle enough to be together? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

    Yut was also confused.

    "Well, for now, that''s it. Good luck during the festival."

    "Right. Oh, I''m here for you."

    For that reason, it was decided to send the issue ahead.

    "Oh, thank you..."

    "That''s a coincidence."

    Away from Bride Square and on the road to the theatre of the Beauty God.

    Two pairs of men and women met.

    One pair, needless to say, the Yuts.

    Valtrude, who was in a good mood for about a glass and a half of limited-edition ramen each, and Arcia, who bakes the care of the children in a worthy manner, were ahead of him, with Yut and Acorn watching over him behind him.

    The other group was Cress, who had been ¡°training¡± at Falve for a year now, and Satya, his former fellow adventurer, the Mage (Wizard).

    Cress, who lived in the inn for a while, had been forced to rent a house and live with Satya since she collapsed after catching a cold.

    Larsia Intelligence says they manage a lot, but those are the two of them. There''s nothing strange about taking them out for festival sights.

    Therefore, Valtrude speaks out with ease.

    "Are you going over to Bride''s Square? It''s a pretty crowd."

    "As it is, well, it will be like that everywhere today...... I''m looking around."

    "Right."

    Cress, on the other hand, looks a little bad.

    In contrast to Valtrude, who doesn''t care at all.

    Yut looked intriguingly at Cress, who seemed uncomfortable when he met his boss, from a few steps away. Especially since I didn''t notice the look on Satya''s face the moment she said "look around" I''m curious about Cress''s future.

    Anyway, Kress, who has grown since then, alongside Yut''s father, Ryozo, has now become an indispensable resource for the Duke of Istas family.

    Old Claude and others, including the growth of youth, are about half serious about trying to be their own successors.

    I definitely wanted my private life to be enriched.

    Yet Yut doesn''t try to move.

    Acorn stares at her husband like that.

    "Brave man, can I leave you alone?

    "If you say it from us, you''re gonna get screwed, right?

    "That''s right..."

    In any case, the acorn gently joins Yut''s arm.

    "I don''t have a choice."

    ... If you do that, you''ll have to take off your skin.

    "Oh, yeah. We met in a good place."

    Raising her voice as if she''d just remembered, Yut walks over to Cress.

    "It''s the ticket for the day after tomorrow that you were asked to, because if you go directly to the theater, you''re supposed to be able to guide me"

    "Huh?"

    Theater? Tickets?

    Is it theatre?

    It wasn''t like I knew Cress.

    I didn''t ask for that. Isn''t it different?

    Cress turned her eyes round and shook her head.

    "That''s a good pair of seats. I hope you enjoy it."

    - I just called, and Yut stepped on me.

    "Cress......"

    Satya is looking up at Cress with her glittering eyes.

    You were thinking about yourself properly, too, and I''m thrilled with your eyes.

    This can''t be denied, no matter how cless.

    "Um, the... Yes, thank you."

    Cress, honestly, bowed her head to Yut.

    But that''s all I could do properly.

    I wonder what you''re thinking about doing with your plans for the day, saying goodbye in the sky above.

    "The seats you left for entertainment, right?

    Make sure you got far enough from the Kres before Arcia pushes the stroller where Yuri sits.

    "Yeah. Because I had extra. I was thinking about turning it to my father and mother..."

    "Forgive me for that."

    "... well, considering the mental health of pregnant women, I thought I''d make the most of it"

    The performances during the festival are exactly platinum tickets.

    But the sponsors and the powerful in many ways, Yut, can handle it.

    Plus, the balcony seats we''re headed to are reserved for lords. Parents also have the option of having them use it there.

    "You did good, Yut"

    Yes, Valtrude put it together, and the line resumed moving to the theater.

 511 3. Second Great Festival (after)

    "No. Almost."

    "Well, basically, I agree. And you didn''t mean the Cress earlier, did you?

    Theatre of the gods of beauty.

    With a balcony seat set in the front of that stage, the Yuts were in the middle of a play.

    Yut and Akane sit on a fine couch. Valtrude and Arcia stand on the edge of the balcony holding their children, respectively.

    That the acorns are laid back. Besides, as can be seen from the fact that we have a baby, it is not theatre by real office that is being performed.

    There is a clear air somewhere, both on stage and in the audience.

    The unveiling of Acorn''s new script begins the day after tomorrow.

    Today is an art presentation by the children of the elementary school.

    For this reason, there are only parents in the guest seats. That led to an atmosphere that could even be described as pastoral.

    Naturally, I was dissatisfied with prioritizing the children, but rarely wielded power to contain them. Is the primary reason why I wanted my children to have a variety of experiences rather than giving priority to the importance of emotional education¡­?

    I don''t know to what extent that thought made sense, but eventually the divinity of Liya, the goddess of beauty and art, descended and fitted in circles.

    All who love and produce art are my beloved children.

    That Riya god may be in a guardian-only audience with such logic.

    "Look, kite. Your white sister is out."

    Valtrude, standing on the edge of the terrace (balcony), took my child''s arms and let him wave to his left and right.

    "Yuri likes Yona, too."

    I''m happy, but I''m a little worried about the future.

    With that voice, Arcia snapped.

    But I cheer Yuri to the stage, not knowing such a mother''s worries.

    "Ha ha. It''s a big day! We''re going back to Ajito."

    "Heh!"

    The head of a bandit on a horse puts a decree on his men while he holds a bag of gold coins. The horse was created by Yona with her Astral Structure psychic powers. Since it can be manipulated as intended and is made of psychotropic substances (ectoplasms), it disappears on its own when the duration expires.

    Including that, it was a force that I didn''t think was theatre.

    The bandits of dozens of their men also go around the stage following the head (Jonah) on a single horse without any disturbance. Together, Yut smiles when it sounds like a scholarly club singing cheerfully.

    Originally written by Alibaba and 40 Bandits.

    It was arranged by Acorn and supervised by Tertione, Ren''s father, who is in charge.

    "Wow. You really have Yona on your head."

    "You shouldn''t look good, but you''re a good fit"

    Yut and Akane raise their voices in surprise as they peek into the opera glass.

    Speaking of Jonah, he''s on the side of exorcising the bandits, but after defeating the dragon, he''s on the lookout. Maybe that''s how the majesty is all over him.

    "But if I''m not mistaken, it looks like Yona''s getting bigger."

    "There''s no way Val saw it wrong or anything."

    When Yut rose off the couch, he entered next to Valtrude holding Kite - also next to Arsia.

    "In fact, Jonah is growing."

    Albino''s girl''s behavior remains the same, but is it growing, or is it the effect of a rapidly growing incident with Len? He was pretty tall.

    Still, from Yut''s eyes, it doesn''t change being a child, but healthy growth is delightful, and there''s loneliness.

    "Right. It''s getting tough already."

    "If I wanted to, I could still go though. Just because my back belonged to Kate and Yuri."

    "I''m sorry. You did."

    Alcia smiles softly, just saying I know everything.

    To escape that smile, Yut stroked Kate and Yuri in turn.

    "Good for you. Your father seems to be manipulating you."

    Yuut, teased up to Valtrude, moves his gaze up onto the stage so he can escape.

    So I discovered something that bothered me.

    "Is that it? Alcia...... Mrs"

    Lately, it was more of a call by name alone that we were alone.

    That''s not why I said it wrong, but I guess it came out a little surprised and unexpected.

    The stage is the first mountain field.

    About Yona The head of a bandit had coincided with "Open Sesami," entering a scene where treasure appeared.

    In the glow of its gold and silver treasures, a twist occurs from the audience.

    Naturally.

    It''s all real.

    "As soon as you make it, it''s quicker to bring it"

    No one could dispute that Jonah''s claim. Tertione also only said, "Manage it properly".

    And Yut has also made an admission to take it out.

    So the surprise is, it''s not there.

    Among the 40 bandits, there was a child.

    "Surely that child, Murgush, was in the cathedral of God"

    "Yeah, I''m doing fine."

    Murgush god zeroed into the patron saint of creatures that are now blind, causal to Arsia.

    Once there were blind boys and girls gathered by their followers to offer to God.

    Alcia has been treating them from hand to hand and keeping an eye on them with the addition of an orphanage in the Temple of Truss-Sink.

    The elderly among them go from the orphanage to the elementary school and stand on this stage today.

    It''s not just one person, either. Many of them.

    Alcia is burning in dark grey eyes the appearance of children who take their feet and sing and play well, not just as protectors of Jonah, but for them as well.

    Such Alcia, with Yuri, Yut embraced and blessed from behind.

    The last time the Yuts visited was the God''s arena of power on the pedestal of God.

    Any further away is difficult in many ways. And then I plan to show my face individually.

    However, for this time only, it was easy to get around.

    Because Vainamarinen boarded the fortress of Falve on an airship, and he was forced halfway aboard to his destination.

    Aircraft jointly developed by Vainamarinen and the Dravaels.

    It has a long, thin cylindrical shape with pointed tips and a tail. Different sizes, but when I first saw them, Yut and Akane associated missiles.

    For the external frame, very light magic silver (miserable) is used sparingly compared to iron, and the airbag is filled with floating gas purified with a newly created spell by Vainamarinen.

    And the power source has a reciprocal engine.

    Obviously, it''s an au pair.

    It is not something that can be created at the civilized level of the Brewers. No, there shouldn''t be.

    But the technical material we took from Earth and the technical skills of the Dravaels. Besides, it forcibly broke through with materials not found on Earth and the power of spells.

    Honestly, it''s a substitute I don''t want to admit as a yut.

    But...

    "Brave men do the same thing, don''t they?

    - I also had the opinion that, for now, I decided to acquiesce.

    It is not something that can be produced in mass, and Vainamarinen is not going to diffuse technology either. In addition, it is also the result of spending more than half of the immense wealth of the Great Sage.

    I can''t imitate it, and it''s not something I can do.

    Besides, when I saw how Shaggu Weinamarinen looked like a child, I couldn''t say it strongly.

    But Yut had only one thing to worry about.

    This isn''t my first time, but when I get on the airship, Kate and Yuri seem oddly happy.

    Are you experiencing an experience that you can''t normally fly?

    Or do you enjoy pulling Vainamarinen''s mustache to maneuver?

    Either way, it was Yut who cared about my child''s future.

    "Oh. Looks like you made it."

    "That''s good... but that''s a great sight, this"

    That was how the Yuts arrived in the VIP room of the arena, but in front of them, there was another sight of insanity.

    One side of the field. No, it''s the warriors (fighters) dressed in thoughtful armaments that fill almost entirely.

    These are the prostitutes sent by the Kingdom of the Chronica God to prepare for the imminent battle against the Verga Empire and to train in the training ground of the God of Power.

    I can''t even say that every one of us is a thousand - but we have the skill and morale to be fully active on the battlefield.

    To that, there''s only one Exile.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

    Nevertheless, every time the mighty anchor-like Spike Flail is wielded, the warriors who have cemented themselves in metal armor dance through the universe.

    Is this exactly what a single touch of armor sleeve means? Attacks on the Rock Titans (Jarloot) in the middle of the field can''t even be approached.

    The audience complains and then turns into an exciting one.

    This was training.

    How to counter the overwhelming power of the individual, not the multiversus the multiverse.

    Even if you can''t confront it, it makes a difference when you just have to gain experience.

    I anticipated that, it was training.

    Valtrude stares at it as he deposits Kate and Yuri with Arcia and Acorn and eats from the VIP room.

    I say it like she remembers.

    "Speaking of which, I''ll face you if you win."

    "No, I''m not talking about that"

    Yut is right. Of course, we don''t talk about that.

    "No. It''s about Val, so maybe you''re serious about that. Lies don''t throw up."

    "Mr. Alcia, whatever it is... is it possible?

    He decides not to listen to his wives who give up the children, and Yut tries to persuade Valtrude.

    "I mean, it''s 100 percent better to win, isn''t it Osama the Exile? If we met, we would definitely escalate into a serious battle."

    Rather than persuasion, is it a point of fact?

    "That''s natural, isn''t it?

    "So why are you telling me with your chest up..."

    Or is it just a blur?

    "Wu...... Just a little. Just a little. This arena will heal your injuries, right?

    "Well yes..."

    If I admit it here, the militancy will start again in Yuki. It has to stop anything. Absolutely.

    But when I''m forced to go up, I can''t even go down...

    "... ok. The last day of the festival of Istas. Screw it as your last event."

    "Oh! Yut, I love you!

    Valtrude, who was impressed, jumps into Yut''s chest.

    "You''re doing well. It''s not good for the kids'' education."

    Even so, Yut couldn''t keep his cheeks from loosening.

    "In the end, you admit it."

    "... you have no choice"

    Acorn and Arcia are faces too, but there''s nothing we can do about all this.

    Peace, plenty of time.

    From this loving everyday landscape, such as such a big incident without waiting a month, I couldn''t even imagine.

 512 4. Report to the Royal Palace

    When the festival is over, work begins.

    No, there will be a narrative for this expression. It''s as if it was a complete holiday during Istas'' festival.

    When the festival is over, it will be just work.

    It would be more appropriate to put it this way.

    The day after the festival of Istas, which lasted a week, Yut had entered his own office and was about to get his hands on a new job.

    There have been various changes, such as the birth of a child, but the condition of Yut heading to the soothing concierge remains unchanged.

    The atmosphere in the office itself is the same.

    Neither Yut, nor Valtrude, is the type to be satisfied with the sumptuous manner.

    The trend towards rigid quality remained unchanged, with little decoration despite the fact that it was also a place where visits with visitors took place.

    And because there''s nothing more to it than a children''s room - rather than a parenting room - there''s not even more supplies for the twins.

    Rather, Valtrude''s work was still processed while bringing documents into the parenting room to take care of the twins, because the ruling was still the main one.

    So, if nothing changes, that''s different, too.

    The most changed person in this office would have been Kagra.

    "Sir, Mr. Dal-Lukash is here"

    "... in the end, that''s how you put it through"

    "That''s another story."

    Chuckle. Cagra with a grin that doesn''t make you feel evil at all.

    Any change in mood, or any in-depth thoughts? Recently, she also wears costumes similar to witch outfits.

    Hard to say made-to-measure outfit, but exotic and engaging. More importantly, it looked good on me.

    Such a cagra lowers a cold, nearly drunk coffee, and instead places a cup of hot air on a familiar hand. An exquisite position where Yut is easy to reach and that will not interfere with the work.

    Somewhere, it seems like the distance between the two of us is close.

    The aromatic fragrance tickles Yut''s nostrils and carries them to his mouth, not to mention the details.

    Kagra laughs even deeper when she sees how Yut is like that.

    Earthly appliances have been running in some of the castle fortifications in Falve lately, and a lot of ideas can be made for coffee.

    Today, I serve the extracted watered coffee in the refrigerator over a day or so with caution not to boil.

    It tastes almost as good as it does, but for that matter, it depends on the quality of the water and beans.

    You can tell if the result is if you look at Yut''s satisfied look.

    It was an approved cagra in a sense with its approach to yut, but it ended up with an attitude that, from the edge, could not be described as aggressive.

    Did you think that you would just be rejected by Yut even if you were forced, or are you not brave enough?

    I can''t judge either of these again, but the offense seems to be going on with changing the way I call it, or packing the distance so I don''t know a little bit about it.

    If Larsia was normal...

    "Maid and Flynn!? Plus, approved!?"

    - And it would have stood colored.

    "... Dal-Lukash, I wonder, is an example. In the meantime, let me in."

    "Yes."

    Her long dark hair shakes as Kagra flips herself to the door. From there, there was a refreshing scent similar to that of citrus.

    In exchange for the leftover incense, the Dragon Man (Draconut) witch exits the office and the Dimension Dragon (Kronos Dragon) terminal appears instead.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, I have compiled materials"

    "Thanks"

    Even during the festival of Istas, Dal-Lukash is as usual.

    I worked as usual and watched the city from the sky as usual. There have also been several sighting reports, and recently, rumors have begun to circulate that if you see Dal-Lukash all over the city, unexpected luck will come that day.

    That''s how she takes a bunch of paper out of nowhere and stacks it up untouched.

    The paper industry in Tenryu was doing well, and the portion used at the Duke of Istas'' house could be covered. From there, it is gradually spreading to the Hardenturm council and so on.

    In that sense, a document that still uses rare botanical paper at all costs. What the hell is written......

    "This will be the cornerstone of the report to the Royal Palace"

    "That''s quite thick..."

    "No problem. Sharpen parts that can''t be on the table."

    "No problem. It''s my job to read this, to sharpen it, to take integrity?

    "I have no choice. That is the work of the Lord of Dal-Lukash"

    "Totology."

    Not at all comforting, but if Dal-Lukash cares, that''s also going to upset me.

    With that in mind, Yut turned all over the reports that were in the brochure.

    When Yuri, the eldest daughter of Yut and Valtrude, and Izclone, the eldest son of Alsace - both of whom had just been born - were announced.

    In keeping with the Istas'' reign of the Duke, there was a medical examination of Yut as deputy prime minister of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    The terms of the exchange, which say no to it and will not work in the coming years, are the terms of this report. It was to elaborate on the state of governance within the territory.

    Chancellor Dieter Shakel has a desire to yurt his own successor.

    From other regional aristocrats, who also looked at the prosperity around the Falve with their fingers crossed, there were expectations that Yut would be able to target the spill by taking up a key position in the kingdom.

    It''s the result of that kind of clutter.

    Of course, when it comes to issuing a report, you don''t have to write it all down. There are things I can tell you and things I don''t, and I''m going to make a rounding choice.

    Also, not that I can imitate it from what I''ve taught... there''s nothing I can do about this one.

    "Confirmation, recommendation"

    "... yes."

    What Yut appropriately picked up was the basics of territorial management, about agriculture.

    When I look at the names, they become a series of names of the barons of gastronomy and Yut, the father of Yut. Mostly, it would have been summarised by Ashizo.

    "All of a sudden it''s a bad one, this"

    It is the House of the Duke of Istas that is not normal from the basics.

    Improvement of the soil with sacred soil, under the guidance of the baron of gastronomy. In addition, yields rose significantly due to variety improvements made possible by the incredible increase in fertility rates of sacred soil.

    Traditionally, wheat was harvested at about 140 kilograms in fields that could be managed by a single family.

    Meanwhile, by the baron of gastronomy - I do not believe that Yut is in his own hands - the report states that since the agricultural revolution, it has more than tripled that.

    According to Reliance''s comments, this figure, without mechanization, is unlikely.

    "3x is strangely real or something"

    The yield is high and the flavour is good thanks to the variety improvement.

    Enough drama to crumble the market.

    For this reason, it is forbidden to take this new wheat outside the territory. Production has also been limited and, for that matter, agricultural land has been turned to the cultivation of new crops taken from the Southern continent.

    In the countryside, where wheat bread is now available almost every day, there has been no particular dissatisfaction either.

    And the pioneering villages of the Verga Empire and former slaves from the Southern continent were also at the forefront of new crop cultivation.

    Potatoes, sweet potatoes. Tomatoes on pumpkins. And sugar cane on cane.

    As for sugar cane, it is almost the northern limit of climatically viable cultivation and not a glimmer, but it is doing well because some people have experience with other crops.

    The southern expedition also has one Folio-Farina bite, so it is expected to export to you as a matter of priority in the future.

    In addition, these new crops are getting recipes put together around acorns and are penetrating them slightly. By the time Yut''s kids get into elementary school, they should be eating like normal all over the city.

    "In summary again, this sucks..."

    This is the only way to conquer the world...... I don''t know if I can do this, but if I mishandle it, it certainly has enough potential to destroy existing societies.

    I can''t keep it completely secret, and I''m not going to. Regardless of the sacred soil, as far as new varieties are concerned, it will be exported with the agricultural guidance of the baron of gastronomy.

    Really, we need to be very careful how we handle it. We must have a careful discussion with King Alsace and Chancellor Dieter Shakel.

    And I can''t submit this as it is.

    "In the meantime, let''s just lay a carriage railroad in Wang Du and get in the mood"

    Directly into the report, Yut decides so while putting a revocation line with a red ballpoint pen.

    At the same time, even after work, trying to be healed by the sleeping faces of the children.

    "Lord of Dal-Lukash, Dal-Lukash thinks it''s not efficient to seem to finish one thing at a time. We should look at other reports before we do so."

    "Oh...... Maybe."

    There are fewer parts that can be tabulated rather than modified.

    That was what it meant, too, to be involved in the preparation of this report, not Cress.

    Yut first sidestepped the agriculture-related paperwork and drank the remaining coffee before reaching for the next report.

    "Is this Social Security related¡­"

    That includes Medicare collections and operations. And data on its application rate and changes in mortality due to the deployment of magic drugs (potions) to villages were compiled.

    They''re doing an interview on the ground, and they''ve got about a decade of data collected.

    The creator was Cress, and it was a few things like him.

    Yut is relieved that there seems to be no problem submitting this as it is.

    "Well, it would be too expensive to afford it."

    It seems cruel, but clearly, it''s too inefficient.

    Population is power, but in this world, where self-salvation is fundamental, there will be no lords or other lords who want to distribute magic drugs that cost at least dozens of gold coins - hundreds of thousands of yen - to save the lives of one people.

    "... Hmm"

    "The Lord of Dal-Lukash thinks good things"

    "... does that look like it? Mostly, they say I''m thinking about something that sounds bad."

    "- Dawal-Lukash''s standards of good and evil are higher than those of the general public"

    I mean, in general, he seemed like he looked bad.

    "No. I was just wondering if I could set up a new wheat offering earlier and a public remedy around here."

    "I mean, to someone who doesn''t care about the people, doesn''t give them a profit?

    "That sort of thing"

    "When it''s right for reason, Dal-Lukash decides"

    "The question is, will they think so too..."

    Well, there''s little interaction with the nobles in the country, and they''re like they''re afraid.

    If you think about it, there''s nothing to lose here.

    "... well. If it is financially difficult, should I also make and loan funds?"

    Lending funds with limited use at low interest rates and letting other nobles carry out rural reforms on a set.

    Seemed like a pretty good idea to me.

    Fortunately, gold is enough to rot.

    "It''s okay. The money won''t rot"

    "Because gold isn''t pure gold, is it?

    A White Paper by the Duke of Istas, compiled at the request of the Royal Palace.

    With this in mind, the Duke''s influence will spread all the way out of the realm, but Yut doesn''t think it''s that far yet.

    If it is going to make a difference, it is good to be given the preferred change possible.

    Yut, that''s how he thought.

 513 5. Healing Time

    "We need to restore the MP..."

    After the day''s work, Yut was leaking an unintelligible twinkle as he fluttered down the hallway.

    I can''t help it.

    There was a lot more to the report.

    The Council has summarised the situation of Hardenturm, which is now becoming the second largest trading port after Folio-Farina - just to say, the difference in size is immense.

    The sign was led by Acorn and Regina and also entered the King''s Capital, Vermilio, but that is not all.

    Pirates have disappeared from the vicinity - the connection with Yona''s recent entry into the sea has not been discussed in the report - and thanks to this, her status as a trading port has increased.

    In addition, there were many events on top of the smooth development of the new consumer, the city of Falve, and Hardenturm, the supplier, was singing the spring of our world.

    Naturally, I didn''t forget that it was spring with the sun called the Duke of Istas. The council of Hardenturm has not forgotten that, by Yut, Bruno Exdero, who was similarly singing the spring of our world, disappeared with the dew of the execution site.

    The type of ore produced in Dwarf, in Mainz, and its quantity. and some reports have been submitted by the Miranda chiefs, investigating the export amounts of the goods produced.

    Demand for bold iron (crystal iron) cannot yet be said to have been met, and work increases every time the carriage railroad stretches. Bottle production for bottling, which proved useful on the Southern Continent expedition, was also becoming a new industry.

    Other than that, the situation in Rotonia, the gateway to the transaction I made on loan to the Kingdom of the Chronica God. And about the changes in tax revenues and the capital thrown down by the Duke of Istas, etc.

    To be honest, it was enormous enough for Yut to regret doing too much.

    It would have been hard to put together, but I wouldn''t even say it''s the same thing to check that out, but it doesn''t change it to wear out.

    When this happens, exhausted yuutos may have no choice but to utter words of their own.

    However, just because I don''t understand it from a third-party point of view, it had proper content as a yut.

    HP, which is physical fatigue, recovers by sleeping - without profound significance. I''m still young, and I have a Huberd bed that gets twice as much sleep as I do in real time.

    But mental fatigue. Namely, MP doesn''t. I need to restore MP by getting interested in hobbies, spending time with loved ones, etc.

    And people can''t labor just HP or MP alone.

    Healing. I needed healing.

    Seeking it, Yut turned his foot to the children''s room - along the way, he met a comparable healing.

    "Oh, Colo!

    Exactly, you were on your way back to the children''s room.

    Heavenly Grass family dog Colo rushes over with his favorite yuut.

    When this happens, neither do the parents behind it.

    Yut welcomed his dog on one knee.

    "Oh...... Glad you did your best."

    Colo stands up with his hind legs and expresses his joy by making Yut''s legs snap.

    It doesn''t last long either, and Colo rolls around on the spot to lightly expose his stomach. And I twisted myself a few times just saying it was good to stroke.

    When this happens, Yut is also the limit of patience.

    I stroke the belly of the colon with my entire palm as I was asked to, and I whisper my ears with my remaining hands.

    He looked happy, and then he had a transparent smile that also seemed tired.

    "Look at Yu and Colo''s cute at the same time, we''re the best winners"

    "We...? No, fine."

    Shinzo tried to pinch his objections to Haruko''s sentiments, but in the end, he took them down.

    He can''t beat anyone, though he''s not the key from any angle.

    That''s not why, but Shinzo observes his son with a shooting gaze.

    All I see is a leader trying to spot the veracity of a suspected subordinate who''s betraying the organization, but of course not. It''s too powerful, and the atmosphere alone has led Larsia to come scouting, but it''s not.

    I was thinking about Yut.

    In conjunction with the birth of her grandson, she moved to Brewers.

    I also started helping Yut work there cleaning up the move......

    Honestly, as a trustee, it''s insane, there are times when I wanted to scream that it''s impossible.

    But there he spent his men running wild with a much younger look on his face.

    That''s why you can''t even leave it alone.

    I understand it was an anomaly from the beginning, and I know it is a valuable force of war in this world even to the extent that I completed compulsory education, but whatever it was, my attributes were too high.

    So, Yut''s father and the strength of the push in front of him - he''s just silent as a beggar - pushed for efficiency and decentralization.

    Still, there''s only one job I can do at the top. I have no choice but to ask for it...

    "In the first place, it''s strange that if something goes wrong, they''re going to drive us out."

    I want to say what you think of a person''s son and his daughter-in-law and friends.

    I hate to say it, but I keep to myself that it''s a missed door.

    So what I said was something else.

    "Brave man. How long, I''m going to be doing that. We were both sleeping together. Just go."

    "Ha. Bye, Colo. Good night to you and your mother."

    At the end of the day, Yuut, who slapped his dog in the stomach, greets him and runs away there too.

    The expression is brighter than earlier, and the request is secretly appeased, but of course it is not put on the table.

    To such a husband and son, Haruko smiled as loud and happy as his name was.

    "Oh...... I knew it was just Val''s kid, he''s cute."

    Says Yut in a melting voice as he deposits his body on the crib fence.

    As Kite and Yuri have fallen asleep, as Kite and Yuri feared. That was a little unfortunate, but with your hands up and your hands like red leaves - really, small as red leaves! - When it comes to that look of you gripping and sleeping, you''re speechless no longer.

    Yut had a look on his face that people couldn''t show - if Larsia was around, she wouldn''t be teased, she''d be pulled away.

    "He''s cute, but he''s also Yut''s kid, right? As far as I''m concerned, I just want to say that I''m cute with only Yut''s kids."

    "That being said. My genes are better for kids if they don''t show up."

    "Brave man, say it in the face?

    Even in Valtrude''s protest watching the child with him, Yut doesn''t blur at all.

    Akane, who was supposed to be fighting his laptop a little further away, raised his face and said it like it was open.

    "I''ll tell you. ''Cause already, at the point where you look like Val, you''re in Easy Mode of Life, right?

    "That''s right... Maybe it depends on your personality?

    "There, well, depending on future education,"

    "I don''t know, I don''t feel praised."

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) swells his cheeks slightly dissatisfied.

    Alcia, sitting next to Acorn, watched such Valtrudes gently as Mother of Mercy.

    In addition to the crib where Kate and Yuri sleep, the children''s room also carries beds and sofas for parents to rest on. It was common for my family to get together before bedtime and to surround the twins and talk to each other.

    This room is locked with magic that only humans authorized by Yut can get in, and it''s secure.

    "It''s just, well, yeah. Education is important. Especially if you can read and write."

    "It weighs different......"

    Too serious, Yut gets in trouble for his reaction.

    As such a husband and pulled the child''s father''s hand, Valtrude moved to the couch and sat in front of Acorn and Arcia.

    Valtrude, whose shape did not change significantly even before giving birth, but the same after giving birth. Very, very unlikely to have two children and raise them in their current progression.

    It looks even more glamorous because being a mother has created spiritual leeway.

    To that superhuman physical, Acorn was under covert pressure.

    (I originally lost... I''ll die if the brave men give me all their love.)

    Of course, there won''t be anything like Yut giving up his love, and he won''t make it physically to death, but spirit and pride will die. Die.

    "Well, I''ll put you in primary school, so you''ll be fine there. Ahead, sword or magic or faith or art...... It depends on who we are."

    Kids have endless possibilities.

    Thanks to the protection of the gods, it was promised to grow healthy. So I can only think of the future.

    That was a very happy thing.

    "But Yuri''s getting married, isn''t she?

    There is no lie in the words Yut said he would leave it to the child''s autonomy.

    But as a reality, there are parts of the future that are set for the two of us.

    To Acorn''s natural point, Yut jumped up his eyebrows perfectly.

    "Nothing. At the moment, it''s just form. If you say you don''t like Yuri, I''ll undo it."

    "Yuri will be queen! What if I told you?

    "Well, you have to work out until they can decide you''re worthy of Yuri"

    "Right."

    It seems that Yut and Valtrude will be the Prince''s educators.

    It''s a harsh future for a 0-year-old, but Akane sent Yale, who wants him to work very hard.

    In my heart.

    From the bottom of my heart.

    "So, Yut. What about work?

    Instant, but Alcia asks while brewing coffee and offering it to Yut. Because of how tired you look, accompanied by stick sugar.

    "It won''t end, but I guess I feel like I''ve got my eye on it"

    While appreciating his care, Yut includes coffee in his mouth.

    Warm liquid stains all over my body and makes me want to sleep because I just ingested caffeine.

    "Isn''t Yut trying a little too hard?

    "It''s time for the next event. By then, we''ll have to clean up a lot."

    "Events?"

    Valtrude puts a question mark over his head that the festival is just over.

    But the only thing I didn''t understand was her.

    "Speaking of which, we''re going to have another summit."

    "And beyond that..."

    A summit bringing together the heads of neighbouring countries, scheduled nearby.

    Its agenda is about the Verga Empire conquest.

    "Oh. You did"

    If I forgot, I have a few words.

    Valtrude is a regular battlefield. Naturally, and the part that I wasn''t aware of is also huge.

    And it''s no other HR for the Yuts.

    It''s only natural to participate.

    Until it''s over, because Arcia is putting up with her children.

    Naturally, my gaze gathers to her.

    "What''s wrong?

    Yet, Alcia says she doesn''t know exactly why she''s seen it.

    Yut and Akane agreed to cross their gaze for a moment and not pursue it any further.

    It''s called samurai pity.

    But Valtrude, a cathedral knight, was different.

    "What. Until now, I''ve fought because there''s evil..."

    Have Arcia. Then look at the children behind you and then glance into Arcia''s dark grey eyes again.

    "It''s not bad to fight for the future either. I just thought so."

    And he spoke of the determination of the hero Tan (saga) himself.

 514 6. Mens Tales

    "We''re getting old too..."

    Larsia pours red liquid into a glass of glass of iron (crystal iron) at her discretion.

    Earlier smug words seemed to melt into it, and Yut, sitting face-to-face, was silent for a while.

    Only the sound of swallowing alcohol and breathing woods spirit indoors.

    "... or what is this gathering? Where are we? I was supposed to be surrounded by wives and children."

    "Yut, is that really reality?

    "No way......"

    "Yes, dreams. Everything was a dream..."

    "Right. That''s what happened! What is Obelisk... What is a helix of despair (Leliouria)... ugh!

    "That''s a good idea, Nori."

    All of a sudden Larsia started claiming her dream och.

    Yut trying to send his previous adventures into nothingness.

    With two of those best friends in the dish, Exile drank up his brandy with a jock. It deserves that sumptuous drink and doesn''t seem to care what Larsia and Yut say or do.

    If I had a rational person, I might have sent him some advice that I should care.

    But there was only this willing member here.

    The three of them are the usual dining room and meeting room.

    We are gathered in the corner of a long table and for some reason the liquor platter is starting.

    Alcohol is a good thing, but knobs are dried meat or cheese. Besides, it''s only about dried fruit. Very unlikely to be the banquet of an important figure of the state.

    But there''s nothing to worry about that, and when it comes to the situation, it''s incredible in itself that we''re in a situation like this.

    Anyway, no one can explain it.

    Of course, Yut isn''t losing his memory until he gets here either. Enough for once, such as amnesia.

    scrutiny and amendment of reports for the Royal Palace.

    I started that difficult business about a week ago.

    Today, we finally have something to be satisfied with... Come on, let''s play with the kids. No, let''s take the colo for a walk. No, no, that''s both of them.

    That''s what I thought, but Larsia with the liquor bottle kidnapped me.

    Larsia, who is Ten himself, did not suddenly try to tell us why he started a drinking party.

    "Huh? Are we good with Nori? Isn''t that normal?

    "Especially not that I meant to say something funny?

    "Right. Well, then that''s good."

    Larsia and Yuut in the face.

    In contrast, Exile also responds with a straight face. In particular, it was not even a topic I wanted to pursue.

    "So, why did they call me?"

    Even as a yut, there is something more of a concern.

    He carried the wine glass to his mouth and pointed the water at Larsia with his face "sour, I knew you wouldn''t like it".

    "Kids are cute. Your wife is cute, too."

    But the meadow race (Magner) began to speak with a serious look.

    Rather than lack of context, Yut faces Exile in the atmosphere. At a time when Larsia has a serious look, it''s a comparable issue to a natural mutation.

    "When you have a family, a man can work hard for it. There will also be a stakeout. For the sake of my family, I don''t think hard work is hard either."

    "... so?

    "But sometimes you want to stretch your feathers!

    Placing the wine glass on the table so hard that it sounded, Larsia shouted.

    "Right. Well, yeah."

    Yut was relieved by its content.

    All of a sudden I had a child and since I accepted that, Larsia has been actively involved. As a matter of fact, the main business has not been so rough either, and as a result Larsia was born, which is likely to disappear even now, after encountering the first day of the festival.

    That would be one side of Larsia, too, but apparently now she wants to relieve the stress.

    When it''s a good trend, Yut honestly rejoices.

    But it was another word that was meant to come out with your mouth shut.

    "Surprisingly, it was a normal reason"

    "What''s wrong with normal!

    Something seems to have switched on, and Larsia stands up - because of her height, her gaze is lower than when she was sitting in a chair - but she wields a hot valve.

    "Normal, I mean normal... normal, right?

    "Oh, it''s good to start talking, but he said he didn''t come up with anything funny."

    Sounds like it.

    "Oh, no, that''s not true. Can you stop saying it like you slipped?

    Show Larsia the difficult art of going back to her chair and back on the poker face.

    This is the human conversation that you claimed you weren''t going to be saying anything particularly interesting.

    "Well, that would have been nice."

    Eating chopped hard dried meat in nostalgia, Yut continued.

    "Exactly, ''From now on,'' cause I decided to do it with a single ramen shop, ''or something like that, they''re gonna ask me."

    "I won''t talk about that!

    "Now what?

    "Not now."

    I don''t know if I meant it, but Larsia snorted up again, right in the face.

    Continuing on this topic, I''m afraid it''s going to develop weird.

    Having so decided, Yut decided to change the vector of the story.

    "Well, until we do something about the Verga Empire, we''re gonna have trouble getting retired."

    "Huh? Is that all you need?

    "That''s all... Thousands of things are messing up right now, but it''s a big country."

    What are you talking about?

    Now confidently, Larsia laughs off Yut. Exile just watches it in silence. No, I''m drinking, too.

    "It''s okay. The Verga Empire without Verga is like ramen without sauce. Delicious... is that it? Isn''t that delicious?

    "At least if it''s Chashu or an egg that''s missing"

    Unflavored ramen looks harsh.

    "Well, that''s it. If it''s for Yut and Alcia, I''ll do my best. When you''re done, you should go to that hot spring. Alcia and I are together. About a week, alone. Oh, nothing. Can Val come with me? Val is."

    "Something, I''ve been gently sexually harassing you while you say it for me or something, what do you think of the old man?

    "I think the kid is a treasure, but Larsia sucks"

    "I knew..."

    "I knew it!

    That said, Larsia seemed happy.

    "Nevertheless, I didn''t think this was going to happen to Yut..."

    "It''s a blatant change of subject, but let''s just ask"

    Even as a yut, I''m not talking about wanting you to continue.

    Pour the wine in while closing to the softness of the dried meat you just had, and nod to Larsia.

    "Really, the first time I saw you, you felt weak and you couldn''t live long enough. Come on."

    "That''s what I''ve heard before."

    "That must mean impressive"

    Honestly, I''m embarrassed to talk about it right after I moved to the Brewers. I feel like I''m being shown a video of an athletic event without permission

    So even though I handled it without hesitation, Exile was eating it.

    This rock giant (Jarloot) also seemed close to Larsia''s perception.

    "Me too, what will happen in the future with such muscle mass? I was worried."

    "Even if it is spoken by superhuman standards like Osama and Val...... And because there are other means of living besides the muscles..."

    "That''s it, after remembering the spell, you''ve improved and started to think about maneuvering and partitioning."

    "Well, that''s because all I could think about was assault, right?

    Yut said in a different gentle tone.

    But the kind of words that it tells doesn''t reach Larsia either.

    "''Cause if Val and Egg hit him, most of his enemies would be dead."

    "That''s the same as it is now."

    "... In fact, it is"

    One of the important tasks of Yut and Alusia is to put on a support spell before and during the battle. This dramatically strengthens the combat capabilities of Valtrude, Exile and Larsia.

    Though Yut initially also placed a heavy weight on defeating enemies with attack spells, gradually it gave way to Jonah, becoming specialized in support and enemy obstruction.

    "Besides, it''s just if you just hit me. We have a limit on how many times we use it."

    While you were talking, did you recall your former dissatisfaction? Yut eagled the cheese and carried it straight to his mouth.

    "Fair enough. Our goal is to defeat our enemies, not to make someone active."

    So even so, we add wine along with the truth that Larsia is hard to deny.

    Yut couldn''t beat his soggy mouth all the while feeling it would be dangerous if he drank any more and dried his cup a lot.

    "It''s unusual for Yut to drink so much"

    "You''re making me drink. Well, I''m thirsty."

    I don''t mind the water, but I''m drinking because there''s nothing else.

    Saying that was all, Yut, now poured his own wine.

    "Huh. Then open my secret sparkling wine."

    "Well, I''m looking forward to it."

    "No eggs!

    "Yut. Larsia bullies me."

    "That''s a problem."

    "I don''t want Egg to tell me to jock on your precious wine!

    Rarely, Larsia was right in her claim.

    However, the theory of majority voting takes precedence on this occasion.

    "Well, maybe a little bit."

    "Yes, you are."

    "It''s really a little bit, isn''t it?

    The finest sparkling wine at the hands of an elf that I''ve taken out of an infinitely stocked bag by pretending to be more of a prerequisite.

    "Hmm. That''s an interesting drink."

    "Oh. It''s easy to drink out-of-the-box..."

    - Most of them have been vacated by Yut and Exile.

    But it doesn''t mean a complete computational difference.

    Finally, I succeeded in crushing Yut.

    "Oh...... Oh, come on, Fluffy."

    "Kukuk. I''m drunk. Hey, Yuut. Kukukukukukukukukuku"

    "of... mi... rinsed......"

    "Don''t worry about later. I''ll take responsibility and hand it over to Val."

    Are you relieved by that? Or was it the limit?

    Yut rammed onto the table.

    "I made a sacrifice, but the fish caught was huge! Well, what would Yut look like if he got drunk?

    I was a minor when I came here, and naturally I didn''t have a drinking habit, Yut.

    Even though I enjoyed it somewhat in conjunction with the common sense of the Brewers, I never drank enough.

    I drunk the yut.

    A strange sense of accomplishment and exaltation dominate Larsia.

    "Ra shh..."

    "Hmm? What is it?

    "Me, me..."

    "What?

    "Uh-oh, it''s just a mix..."

    Exhale slightly painfully before Yut continues.

    "It''s Raya, the old man, who was so glad to be here... it''s funny..."

    And I closed my eyelids as if I had done all I could with it.

    Often, silence, like the freezing of time, dominates the field.

    It was Yut''s slight sleep that broke it.

    "... this kind of sloppiness"

    "I don''t know if it''s sloppy, but I know what you''re trying to say"

    Then after a while more, Larsia and Exile finally squeeze out the words.

    However, keep your voice down so you don''t wake up Yut.

    "Hey, Egg."

    "What?

    "If anything happens, we''ll protect Yut first."

    "Right."

    No more words.

    Larsia and Exile dished Yut''s sleeping face and overlaid the cup.

 515 7. Second Top Conference (Summit)

    A few days by boat from Hardenturm, the trading city of the Duke of Istas.

    In the waters that did not belong to any country, there was the figure of the Emperor Turtle Archeron.

    Even in the vast sea plains, its presence is immense.

    It doesn''t make you feel the effects of wind or currents, and it doesn''t make it slight. Its appearance, nestled at sea, is exactly what it deserves to call the emperor of the sea.

    However, the character is extremely warm compared to the island''s like giant. I do not like strife, but reward the benevolence of being helped by a man in law.

    Even today, upon request, I was lending that back to man.

    "Whenever you come, this place has the best view. I like that there''s nothing to block."

    Top Conference (Summit) venue set on the back of the Imperial Turtle Archeron.

    It seems to be too open, but Yuto''s hands have taken measures against spells such as Memory (Remote Site) and Moment Movement (Teleport).

    It''s so huge, it''s a slope. All participants were present on the floor where only four sandalwood desks and chairs were placed.

    But the meeting has not yet begun.

    Because even though we arrived first, there was King Eldrick exploring the area without getting to his seat.

    Even now, he''s spreading his hands and taking the sea breeze all over his body.

    "It''s on the ocean. Can you stop saying that like you''ve been here many times?"

    I didn''t think it was bad where I was enjoying nature......, Yut corrected with a tannic surface floating around.

    Eldrick and I are not that close.

    Besides, I''m not inviting myself to be the only one with King Eldrick - and the gaze of suspicion is being turned from King Alsace. Ambiguous attitudes pose a danger.

    "Oh. I don''t know if I''m old enough to invite my grandfather to the royal palace."

    Are you aware of that gaze, or are you not there?

    Li Knight and his hero mourned the great mage (Arch Mage) of his grandson''s age.

    "This guy gets old only when it''s convenient..."

    In that regard, Vainamarinen does not do that.

    Just being true to my own desires... didn''t make much difference.

    But there are some points where King Eldrick is different from Vainamarinen. If you''re only old enough, you''re already old enough, but you''re young enough to speak and act like you''re standing.

    Of course, so is the appearance. Young man...... but he would go through enough with his father, not Yut''s grandfather.

    "Wait, King Eldrick"

    Alsace, who has been silent until now, rises up in praise of her determination for her princely beauty.

    For the sake of His Highness, it was a temperament that I had to offer to the venerable Knight Li...

    "If that''s the case, I''ll be the one making the appointment"

    This one, too, was riddled with private lust.

    "Why are you acting like you''re fixing me up!?"

    There is only a seed of headache.

    Still, he said, "I''m not inviting either of you!" was just an unspeakable yut.

    "Yes! Then our country will want Acorn!

    "That''s not the kind of meeting, is it? On behalf of the country, don''t scout people''s wives."

    This makes it a draft conference, not a summit.

    A yuut with a sense of crisis about Seneca II''s participation in the war - just like that - tries to hold the pampering and slapping ground.

    "... it''s not something you can talk about."

    Last participant. A hereditary senator for Folio-Farina, the world''s largest urban state. Pavel Chernov, plenipotentiary delegated by Parliament, was stunned by the tragedy in front of him.

    The powerful are lonely.

    Therefore, to the opponents who are of the same quality or do not need to be reluctant - in this instance, Yut - they may give out a portion of the gold.

    Give up a hundred steps, even if it was.

    This uncomfortable, unspeakable.

    Even if Petra and Yut manage to become step-children, perhaps this uncomfortable will not change.

    I''m sure of that, it was Pavel Chernov.

    "Now, from the current situation"

    Yut, the only remaining participant, leads to check the material at hand.

    It was necessary to explain it as a prerequisite for the debate, although with the same content as it was communicated beforehand.

    "Training in God of Power''s Training Grounds, but I digested all my appointments earlier"

    From the kingdom of Tidrac in Eldrick, SS with the role of missionary.

    From the kingdom of the Kronica, the prostitutes gathered from each Divine Capital.

    From Folio-Farina, a contracted mercenary regiment.

    And from the Rotosilt kingdom, the defensemen who were packing in the north tower walls were in rotation.

    Legion to be attacked into the Verga Empire. The knights and soldiers at its core visited the pedestal of God in turn this past year.

    They came to train mindlessly in an environment where injuries were no problem, first of all, they were breached in confidence. Despite the fact that the individual was quite skilled, there was no art of exchange.

    Still, some rebellion remained, but by continuing and being thoroughly bullied through the flesh, such vigour could also disappear.

    If you''re still healthy, it''s training.

    The training menu is diverse.

    After warming up to the point where you can no longer stand up in the athletic facilities of the training ground, individual and group fights in the arena. In some cases, a match against a monster summoned by Yut.

    Plus, Exile and Larsia. Besides, he was sometimes charged with fighting an overwhelming presence like Jonah.

    Even that, go on for a few months.

    Those who completed their raw training in harshness also had rewards.

    I give magic weapons to everyone - I can''t do just that, so I give Dwarf high-quality weapons, Dragon Scale armor, shields, etc.

    Thus rebuilt both physically and mentally, the warrior was left behind Falve.

    With the mission to train this untrained, pathetic peer in your chest.

    "No, well, it''s good to have been reborn into a strongman..."

    "There are stories that even future commanding candidates have become tenacious warriors, and they are sore and itchy. Not off the front line."

    "Archbishop Regnum of Regrax regretted it, and it was hard"

    "Mercenaries are now disciplined and welcome as a nation,"

    From outside Babel Chernov, modest protests are raised.

    Apparently, he overdid it.

    It and this are all the work of the Knights of Exile and Rock Giants (Jarloot). Occasionally, Valtrude seemed to be helping, but that never seemed to make it sweet.

    But compared to Yut''s first special training, there''s just no danger to life. It''s just lukewarm.

    There''s no real harm, and there shouldn''t be any problems.

    Judging by that, Yut changes the subject.

    "Erm. You have more supplies, generally."

    "In that regard, I can also assure you from Folio-Farina. Don''t worry about arranging maritime transport."

    Folio-Farina is primarily responsible for backward support in this Verga Empire Crusade.

    We have been collecting supplies under cover of the Dueira Chamber of Commerce and others for over a year now, with little market turmoil.

    Still, naturally, war costs. But let''s get rid of the Verga Empire, which has been a threat for years. Expenditure to that extent should be accepted.

    "Then, Jijii...... I bought some buckets from the Great Sage Vainamarinen that infinitely store bags and leaves, so I plan to lend them to countries"

    To put it this way, it looks like we prepared it for this war, but it was actually a golden measure to build an airship.

    Alsace was a touching face, but only Eldrick laughed with a translational face.

    The drill is complete.

    There is no problem with replenishment. Even if something goes wrong, Yut will do something about it.

    And then there''s the enemy trend.

    "Next, kings of all races...... It still keeps me fighting intermittently."

    "It was worth the harassment without sending out the army."

    I didn''t even show a bare look at the material I had prepared because of it, and Eldrick turned people''s bad smiles to Yuut.

    "Looks like the adventurers I asked for did better than I thought"

    Ignoring that, Yut goes on explaining.

    This is a fascinating occasion, but the adventurers, including Warlock''s Lynn and Justin the Animal, fulfilled their requests beautifully.

    "In particular, the black dwarf seems to be in complete suspicion. As for them, I was wondering if I could just ignore them."

    Lynn and the others seem to have succeeded in their work, and the rest of the forces are still experiencing a storm of suspicion inside the Black Dwarves.

    How important technology or magic equipment (magic items) had spilled, it was completely drawn.

    However, it was heartening to hear from the phosphors who had asked for the black dwarf to be manipulated.

    We''ve been following news until we got back to Folio-Farina, but we don''t know what to expect.

    Of course, any movement after that is outside the request.

    Besides, if you''re curious, Ray Cruz''s trends are far more problematic.

    "After all, is Ray unknown?"

    "We have also made a request to the Great Sage, but the footsteps since Li Kutua have been completely interrupted"

    To King Eldrick''s inquiry, Yut gave a pale account of the facts.

    Tracked by Yut and Vainamarinen and others, by the "Mindfulness" spell, etc.

    Deposition by Arcia and Seneca II and others.

    In any case, Ray Cruz''s trends were aside and even life and death could not be confirmed.

    The presence of a fallen hero, who once let go of saying that he would challenge God by unifying the Verga Empire, cast a shadow on the summit conference as an element of uncertainty.

    But...

    "Well, we''ll have to do it."

    - A word of King Eldrick shakes it off.

    "Be prepared that it is not a flat journey"

    With a determined look, I declare that Alsace will discuss evil.

    "It will be done according to the will of the gods."

    Seneca II, king of God, represented God''s will.

    "Folio-Farina, too, agree"

    And Babel Chernov also expresses his willingness to join the war on behalf of the world''s largest city.

    Here, the decision was made.

    The time may not be ripe. But waiting any longer doesn''t necessarily mean the fruit will sweeten. If you don''t take it away, you don''t get it.

    Yut praises and pays tribute to his judgment.

    - But then.

    Before Yut''s eyes appeared a letter sent by the spell of Message.

    "From Jii...?

    The sender is Vainamarinen the Great Sage.

    Doubts and slightly budding anxieties.

    Try to be moved by it and look through the Message, even before the Kings......

    "... this is..."

    Unexpectedly, I was stunned.

    Still, I guess it was Yut who instantly rebuilt it.

    "... from the great sage Vainamarinen"

    Eldrick, Alsace, Seneca II and Babel Chernov.

    Look over at the participants in the summit meeting, take a big, deep breath, and then open your mouth again.

    "Ray Cruz declares that he will bring Empress Verga back to earth. He ordered the kings of all races to take their men and gather them in the capital."

    However, that Yut was also the best because he would read the contents of the Message.

 516 1. Last Departure

    "That''s Jii. I thought you were here."

    The summit was immediately adjourned and Yut returned to Falve.

    The archmage (Arch Mage), who "traveled instantly" to his own office, laughed. A forced smile that floated in a state I couldn''t afford.

    If you''re still laughing, you''re doing great. Because it also means that we have regained some extra space.

    "If it weren''t for the extra defensive spell, I''d have gotten on the back of the Imperial Turtle."

    Vainamarinen, who sat snuggly on the sofa in the reception space, slaps his hatred.

    "Damn, you''d be too worried"

    "That''s all the important people were around."

    The same two, but felt reliable in this emergency.

    "Well."

    But you can''t be playing with the Great Sage forever.

    Yut looks around and starts with confirmation.

    "... for now, am I the last one?

    "Oh. I''ve been waiting for you."

    We interrupt softly between Vainamarinen and Yut to welcome Valtrude''s husband home.

    It was more like a dog taking a walk against his returning husband than a wife waiting for him to return.

    Control such Valtroude, and Arcia approaches Yut as well.

    "First, let''s eat lightly, shall we?

    I wouldn''t have had lunch yet - if the top meeting was going well, it was a dinner party after - and I would offer Yut a sandwich and coffee I put on the tray.

    From the coffee, the hot air stood, as if the timing of Vainamarinen''s Message.

    With that in his thankful mouth, however, Yut did not try to waste his time.

    "Mm, Mr. Jii. I''d like you to elaborate on the situation. Probably gonna be a hassle twice."

    "It''s okay, because I can''t help listening to Yut while he''s gone. Neither have we heard the details!

    "Oh. That''s what I''m talking about"

    "Just break it"

    Larsia, Exile, Jonah.

    To the three usual - as if they hadn''t grown - words, Yut unintentionally smiles. However, I felt that the bitterness of the coffee had increased even further.

    Only seven more people are in this office.

    I didn''t call Acorn. I know you''re asking me to take care of the kids, but I could also say that her absence is the symbol of this impending situation.

    "Well, let me ask you again"

    After pouring the last sandwich in with coffee, Yut stares at Vainamarinen from the front as he stands.

    "I didn''t check directly with Ray, I didn''t exchange words with him"

    Therefore, it cannot be said to be absolutely reliable information.

    Yes, with a forethought, the Great Sage begins to speak.

    "The source of the information is precisely the armies of the kings of the races that moved."

    "I see. That means again..."

    Vainamarinen himself, is not publicly involved in this imperial crusade.

    But I guess you still care.

    Yut also knows that it is moving independently, and seems to have gotten some information on it as part of it.

    "Don''t be like that."

    Vainamarinen concurs lightly with Yut''s remarks.

    I don''t seem to have offended you either, because the Great Sage is the same perception.

    If the witness himself believed in incorrect information, there is nothing he can do.

    "But there''s a reason I let you know on purpose."

    "Huh. You talk too fast, you''re boring."

    Once praised by Empress Verga, Yut''s good sense of conjecture.

    Vainamarinen snorted that it wasn''t funny.

    If we can''t get on with leaving it to such a great sage, Arcia, who received the dishes from Yut, stops the cleanup hand and opens his mouth.

    "I tried the ritual to get a commission on this one, but it''s been deactivated."

    "Deactivate, not fail, you don''t understand..."

    Until now, Ray Cruz''s trends have been "unknown". The gods don''t know, including its life and death. Transparent beings, so to speak.

    Nevertheless, the gods are neither all-knowing nor all-powerful because they are subject to restrictions with regard to earthly events.

    There is also the problem of the recipient, because even Arsia and Seneca II cannot fully understand God''s will.

    But this time, it''s not like that.

    To put it bluntly, it was jammed.

    It can only be exchanged in similarly qualified beings, such as the obstruction of the trust.

    "Is Jii''s Remote Vision the same?

    "Oh."

    Shake your beard and answer short Vainamarinen.

    There''s no atmosphere of abomination. I was just quiet sure.

    "Behind Ray Cruz, there is a being equal to God"

    The Spirit Prince and the Sub-God and the Yuuts who have also fought with God.

    Even for them, the conclusions they were led to were astonishing.

    But that''s a flash, too.

    Valtrude smiles belligerently, and Yut sinks into thought.

    "Ray Cruz was accomplishing his purpose in Li Kutua......?

    So you were thorough with Wado Renka''s support?

    For Ray Cruz, maybe even the Evil Dragon Emperor was just an excerpt.

    "Mm-hmm. Shouldn''t you have let him confess without knocking him down with a blow?"

    "No, you were pregnant then."

    To Valtrude''s much said dialogue, Yut throws a word of denial in fairly serious shape.

    If you do poorly, something could have happened to Kite or Yuri.

    Thinking about it, it wasn''t the best, but it was the best ending.

    But now I have to annotate "at that point".

    "As Ray Cruz is in the imperial capital Verga..."

    hypothetical on words, but Yut was almost certain.

    But I don''t know what the purpose is.

    "Are you sure the recurrence of Verga is the aim..."

    "Or are you just lying about wanting to bring people together, right?

    Yuut nods with a difficult look to Larsia''s point that succeeded.

    It was the same with Vainamarinen.

    "But I can''t solve it. If Ray''s purpose could have been achieved just with Verga, he would have done so."

    God took it away - from his point of view - Ray Cruz, who fell in the path of evil to meet his lover, Szigil, again.

    With the help of the evil demigod Verga, can it be exchanged?

    If you can exchange, why didn''t you ask for help while the Evil Empress was on earth?

    "There, see. I''m not just asking you to help me, so I owe you..."

    "When that happens, don''t mean it''s our fault in a way..."

    Verga left the ground, according to Yut''s rejection.

    Nevertheless, the cause and effect were circling.

    Is it by chance that you''re about to show up again like this? Or is it fate?

    "No, that''s either good. I haven''t decided yet."

    In the first place, the purpose is unclear.

    "But how do we get Verga back on track? It''s not like we''re gathering people to sacrifice..."

    "Really? I thought I was going to."

    of simplicity itself, the thought of Exile.

    "Speaking of which, did Beatrice, Verga''s mother, also make a great sacrifice when she descended the evil gods"

    Did Valtrude also empathize with the plain idea, giving examples from the past to reinforce the possibilities?

    "Whatever you do, don''t smell bad."

    In time, conclusions are drawn according to intuition.

    "If you can''t tell by the spell, you''ll have to go to the crime scene."

    "I knew it would happen..."

    As it stands, a reasonable conclusion.

    But Yut had feelings.

    "For once, I''m ready for a combat spell as a habit... That''s the only way."

    Today, we are already consuming Moment Travel as well.

    The grant spell on the Valtrudes was fine, but it seemed like the only way to do it was to use the divine power liberation (purge) successfully.

    "There could be a world crisis, but you can afford it!

    To such Yut''s concern, Vainamarinen, the user of the same theoretical spell, gave a lavish laugh.

    "That''s a lot more of an appointment again."

    A forcible reconnaissance to the imperial capital Verga, which was quickly decided after a discussion that was not so much a meeting.

    Should I describe it as irrespective...... only Yut was lost, and below Valtrude, everyone was to accompany it. Exile, etc., so much so that when I got tired of waiting, I stretched out my back and moved my body gently, I left.

    And in the sense of shoulder blushes, acorns were its finest.

    "What? That''s all."

    Yut protests that he is not convinced, as he grants one spell after another to Valtrude.

    Resistance Amplification (Superior Resist), which increases resistance to various disorders including spells, dragon brace attacks, and fierce poisoning.

    Immortal Claw Marks (Death''s Wardead), which some monsters have, such as the sight of death and the spell of the Immediate Death Cloud, gain resistance to the effects of ignoring injuries and physical fitness to give the result of death.

    The Spirit Circle Protection "Elemental Circle" gives strong protection against flames, cold air, thunderbolts, sonic waves and strong acids.

    It''s a ¡°classic¡± neighborhood, and I''m used to using it and being granted it.

    "You''ve noticed, lately"

    "... what?

    Concerned about how my child sleeps in a crib, Valtrude urges Acorn to follow.

    The children are asleep easily. You''ll definitely be a big shot in the future.

    "If you''re brave, most of your opponents can handle it, right?

    "Well, I guess..."

    While answering vaguely, I don''t feel bad, Yut.

    However, it was not put on the table, and the next step was to use Magic Protect, which gives magic protection to shields, armor and other protective equipment.

    When you think you''re trusted, you get into spells and power.

    "Thinking about it, isn''t it like we''ve decided to come home safe?

    "I don''t think so either..."

    "You''re right."

    To the opposite perception, Yut and Valtrude looked at each other.

    But denying it here doesn''t start. Yut gives his opinion to his wife and waits for the continuation of his other wife.

    "But if the braves can''t do something about it, then no one can... The world has to perish, right?

    Valtrude''s understanding is delayed by Acorn''s unique logic.

    In the meantime, Yut used the last spell.

    "It''s a polar theory... well, let''s just say I''m trusted"

    Used is Antispell Characteristics (Antispell) which erases the spell itself. It does not affect spells hung before "Anti-Spell Characteristics" and, conversely, it resists allied granting spells after "Anti-Spell Characteristics" are applied.

    Therefore, it was the usual practice to use it at the end.

    "Right. Is that good enough for you?

    "Well, it''s better for you to think so,"

    Finally, I realized that it was an encouragement to be acorn - this one has worked hard without worrying - and Valtrude makes a smile that even angels fall in love with.

    Seems motivated enough.

    After the spell, Yut moves away from such a Valtrude and approaches Acorn sitting on the couch.

    I never sat down, bent my hips, gazed at each other, and mouthed my thoughts.

    "But Zhuyin and his stomach -"

    "Oh, my God."

    But the word is blocked by the acorn of the day.

    "... what the hell"

    Turn the momentum around and Yut openly faces.

    "Look. If you say something very good, isn''t that going to flag it?

    "... that makes sense"

    Fluttering, tension loosens.

    He hadn''t noticed, but the look on Yut''s face had his usual leeway back.

    "Oh. Well, I''ll be back in due course."

    To this extent, this is never the first time.

    As usual, do what you do well, and come back.

    Yut told his beloved that.

 517 2. Black Swordsmans Scheme (Previous)

    Without the Lord, the Imperial Palace Ebony Circle continued to be a symbol of the imperial capital Verga.

    But as vibrant as it was when Verga reigned, it has been lost.

    No, it was lost.

    The Lord''s return may come true.

    To the good news that sprang up from its descent, the residents who admired Verga and remained in the castle were upbeat.

    Neither Minotaur, the Kingsguard, nor Sacubas, who was a samurai, nor Dark Elf, a civilian. Whatever their position or race, their faces shine in hope.

    And the atmosphere was also propagating to the city.

    There is also the fact that he was heartbroken by the tragedy of the Verga Empire, which lost its pillar stone.

    Some will miss the glory of when Verga existed.

    But more than anything else, I was pleased with the very fact that Verga would return to earth.

    No one had trouble with the deeds of that heavenly seamless empress. But at the same time, the people around them enjoyed it.

    She was always a boring evil empress, but if anything funny, she laughs innocently like a girl. Many were fascinated by the smile.

    An evil demigod who can repel the angels unleashed by the God of Good without creation. Some would have followed its power.

    But more than that, he would not have been conscious, but Verga was loved.

    Therefore, he worked to prepare to welcome the Lord, even though he had not been informed of any details.

    "It''s an innocent thing."

    As we approach the window, we see running samurai and close guards.

    Ray Cruz crushed untouched as he felt such a fever in a room in the redeemed castle.

    There, there''s no sign of looking down or, naturally, blessing. There was just the fact that I mouthed my thoughts.

    As if he eventually lost interest - although suspicious as to whether it was originally there - he stepped away from the window and this room was left behind.

    The black-clothed swordsman walks across the Imperial Castle carrying his own life-sweeping (life football).

    Ray Cruz is prestigious, yet has an air that doesn''t lend itself to anyone.

    Some were wrong, but everyone gives way. With gratitude and awe.

    But Ray Cruz doesn''t even realize it. Would it be more correct to say that it is not in your eyes?

    More than a year after I got my last shard at Li Kutua.

    Ray Cruz, the swordsman in black, finally finished pointing to his last hand.

    There are a few tasks left, all of which are simple compared to previous hardships. I can do it with a routine, it''s just a job.

    Achievement of the purpose is near.

    What emotion is it to come to that breast? One look on Ray Cruz''s face. From his immobile appearance, he couldn''t peep.

    "Szigil......"

    You won''t hear anything but yourself, little voice.

    But that doesn''t matter. The person I want you to hear is far away.

    Now, not yet.

    "Now, if you found out about my prospects, what would you say? No, they say..."

    Ray Cruz gets a crush on fun because he called the name of the one he loves.

    For the first time, my lips changed to the shape of a smile.

    It''s just such a fascinating, fierce grin that a misguided Sacubas maid falls in love.

    Ray Cruz, however, is blind to it. No, don''t even notice, let the wings of your imagination flap.

    It''s about Sigil, who''s serious.

    If you think about what you''ve done, you must be seriously turning your anger on me.

    Perhaps you will be able to cross swords.

    The swordsman''s chest in black shouted at will, not according to the will of the owner.

    The moment of destiny was approaching right to the side.

    "Looks like you made me wait."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    It was in the throne room that Ray Cruz reached.

    On a late date, a place where Empress Verga was watching the ''island'' outside the window with a sobering look.

    So waiting for the swordsman in black was two heavy towns.

    Shereiron Latetal, who heads the Dark Elves and serves as Imperial Chancellor.

    Bone Novor, the head of the Death Giant (Tanatos) who holds the guardian of Verga himself, ¡°grabs the clouds too¡±.

    Even if Verga''s will - contention, don''t let the strong be his successor - the two gave priority to the guardianship of the state.

    Sherreylon Latetal is one of the oldest of the court ministers.

    I met Verga shortly after my evil loving wife Beatrice left for heaven. The dark elf, who tried to set the remaining evil demigod on a puppet and conquer his reign, abandoned such an idea at first glance at her.

    Instead, he decided to support the young Verga and make him ruler of the earth.

    Bone Novol is older than that.

    He seemed to have been close to his wicked beloved wife, Beatrice, and about Verga he had been as merciful as his daughter and grandson from birth.

    of course, to be an evil death giant, but the thought is real.

    To Verga, too, I guess that was passed on. This Ebony Circle was designed with high ceilings to allow free access even to Bourne Novore.

    It will be difficult to put order to loyalty, but still, two contenders for one or two both of them.

    But the look on Shelleylon Latetal''s face is stiff and Bone Novor has his hands on a huge battle axe to intimidate him.

    Verga was trying to come back if he was right, but he was dazzling Ray Cruz, who was supposed to exchange it on time.

    "I obeyed your demands and made an ordinance against the kings of all races. So much less, we''ll get together."

    Dark Elf''s Chancellor''s voice is stiff.

    I didn''t trust Ray Cruz because of that attitude.

    But there''s also a reason for that.

    "Now it''s your turn. How, bring His Majesty back. Why do kings of all races need it? Let me tell you more."

    "If you''re going to make a fool of yourself... be prepared!

    You can never say we''re close, Sherreylon Latetal and Bone Novor.

    But through their thoughts on Verga, the two minds are united.

    Ray Cruz laughed in front of such heavy towns of the Verga Empire.

    Nor shall it be intimidating.

    That should be it, too. It was a grin of pity.

    "Why did you call the kings of all races? Regardless, I would like to show my beloved queen the moments of her re-emergence... not that I should love her."

    The smile of the swordsman in black gets even darker, and in proportion, the two vigilance jumps.

    It was a waste.

    "God. And there is no doubt that if this happens that all God will come down to earth, after all, that evil empress will also return to earth."

    Ray Cruz''s plan.

    Asked about it, Bournonovol couldn''t even react, not to mention Shelleylon Latetal.

    Make the most of it by pointing your gaze at the swordsman in black like you see the murder blade.

    "Right. Don''t you notice?"

    Normally, yes, Ray Cruz pulls out his sword while smiling bitterly.

    In the back of his brain, a visitor''s archmage (Arch Mage) appeared, deeply connected from his origins.

    Whether it''s Eldrick or Vainamarinen. Not even Suigil.

    I have encountered the spiral of despair (Leliouria) many times, the figure of Yut Amaxa.

    "I''ll keep my word, I promise."

    Abandoning any further explanation, Ray Cruz waved his sword uncrafted.

    Its sword flashes penetrate the void of Sherreylon Latetal, hunting his neck - on the verge.

    "I won''t let you do it, young man!

    Dead giant leader "grabbing the clouds too¡± Bone Novor got stuck.

    Swing a giant battle axe down the floor and try to break the life sip.

    "I''m not saying don''t resist. I don''t know if I have that obligation, but I have a right."

    "What are you throwing up?"

    That was totally true of Ray Cruz.

    I am aware that my own deeds are entirely my personal self. There''s no big deal or name for it.

    He therefore takes it for granted that he will be subject to resistance and himself to revenge.

    Most of all, that''s why I didn''t intend to get hit or change my way.

    With force, push it all through.

    "They suck it all up to that soul. Let me tell you something."

    "You don''t need to take care of me!

    Originally, I guess I didn''t trust you rather than be on guard.

    As soon as Ray Cruz got his fangs out, Bone Novor opened up the spirit of death (Aura) and waved down its huge battle axe.

    "The Engraved Circle of Pain"

    Shelleylon Latetal, who has taken off his predicament, also responds calmly.

    Activate the prefabricated Divine Spell to match Bone Novor''s attack. With the help of Dark Elves and Soraf, the spider''s guardian goddess, he created a magical formation that emits severe pain under Ray Cruz''s feet.

    Purple darkness erupts, clutching to the swordsman in black.

    Stopped by a divine spell on this fifth staircase, Bone Novor unleashes a special blow.

    An inescapable combination, rolled out by two people who are usually often in conflict.

    "In the nest of the ancient dragon (Elder Dragon) living in Li Kutua, far east, it was asleep"

    But Ray Cruz doesn''t make it a one-stop shop.

    Continue your activity flat, even though unbearable pain should be attacking you.

    "Nooo, ahhh"

    A voice of confusion, raised from the head of the dead giant.

    I can''t do it.

    The battle axe you slapped is prevented, even though there is so much difference between your stature and what you get. Not even a black-clothed swordsman would be slight if he pushed it in with all his might.

    "A treasure (artifact) that unleashes the spiral of despair from prison, just like the treasure of Sandalwood''s fanaticism (Ebony Orb), the dazzling Dusk Reaper."

    Suddenly, life sipping is engulfed in the darkness of disaster.

    Then the darkness danced demonically and reshaped.

    Dark, on a giant sickle.

    "Originally, we need the life of a paranormal being like the Prince of the Spirit... but this time, we plan to go in more quantities than quality"

    The Devil''s Sword Life Sip, which was Ray Cruz himself.

    It fused with the rampant twilight sickle, and the spiral of despair became an instrument for fulfilling Ray Cruz''s purpose.

    The seal of the helix of despair is unsealed, and -

    "Feed for it."

    The sickle was waved, and the Imperial Palace itself was slashed and torn apart, not only by the flesh.

    Unmercifully, unmoved.

    And the tragedy began.

 518 3. Black Swordsmans plot (after)

    Without the Lord, the Imperial Palace Ebony Circle continued to be a symbol of the imperial capital Verga.

    But now everything but the Lord was about to be lost.

    "This is..."

    "That''s terrible, this is"

    It was a desperate and blasphemous sight that Yut and the others, who reached the Imperial capital Verga on Moment (Teleport), saw.

    Speaking of Larsia''s smile attracting enough, can you understand the extent of it?

    Because the Ebony Circle you see in the distance was collapsing...... not that.

    It is also important, but the eyes of the Yuts were directed at the streets of the sprawling imperial capital before them.

    Blood tragedy.

    If you dare to put it into words, you will.

    Even though it was still early in the evening, the Empire was stained bright red.

    No, it''s more appropriate to describe it as dyed. The city, sunk in a sea of blood, Valtrude is enough to take the word away from Larsia as well.

    Unexpectedly, the wind blew.

    It becomes a literal blood wind, carrying a blood odor similar to rust to the yuts above.

    Even Vainamarinen, who should be used to bloody things, frowned uncomfortably.

    But that''s not all.

    The fact that it stinks of blood means that some flesh was delivering it.

    Stacks like a mountain, meat, meat, meat.

    That is, people - what was life.

    No humans, no goblins, no elves, no ogres, no dwarves, no dark elves.

    Men and women.

    Old and young.

    It exposes the streets to debris, without distinction of any kind.

    A city where people have walked wide and lived everyday, albeit in the Verga Empire.

    Now, a corpse occupied it.

    Those who were gathered in the square were cut off on the spot.

    Those who ran and fled the streets became two straight lengthwise from behind.

    Whoever was in the building was torn apart from each other.

    Lost lives, even tens of thousands, will still not be enough. If I do poorly, I might have to raise one digit.

    So many lives, so many lives, so many intentions trampled.

    Just because that was life with an evil phase doesn''t diminish the impact.

    I''m not feeling angry because that''s just the pathetic, good slaves that got involved.

    I just feel angry and awed at the crime.

    What can be said is that it has not been damaged by darkness and has been completely let to despair with a single machete? In the long run, I can see that there would have been less pain.

    That was really, only a minimal salvation.

    The world calls it the Mountain Blood River.

    The corpses pile up like mountains, and the flowing blood becomes rivers.

    That was spreading in front of me.

    "At least that my soul doesn''t fall asleep in peace"

    "Lord of peace after death, have mercy on them if you will."

    Holy Virgin of Helenonia and beloved daughter of Truss-Sink. Valtrude and Arcia offer prayers.

    That sincere thought must reach God.

    I wanted that to happen, and Yut couldn''t help wishing either.

    But at the same time, we have to deal with reality.

    Should I say surprisingly or still?

    The first girl to recover was the Albino girl.

    "... bake?

    "No...... I''m sorry, but let me put you behind me."

    Tall stretches don''t change your mind.

    While saved by it, Yut shook his head and denied it.

    It''s a massacre of this scale.

    Disposal of the body becomes a major problem.

    Jonah''s right, it''s also her hands that burn it. If it''s a flame created by psychic power, it must leave no bones.

    So Yut stopped it for another reason.

    I didn''t want you to use your powers and time for the extra (...).

    "So, where''s Ray Cruz?

    I don''t care how.

    I don''t even talk about the question as to why they didn''t escape, but left it behind.

    Exile, who has been silent for a long time, raises the biggest problem.

    Yes, to the imperial capital Verga and to the Imperial Palace Ebony Circle. No, there are no signs of life anywhere.

    Teng himself, who caused all this massacre, was not there.

    This is all the death I''ve ever produced. Or maybe he reached his goal and already fled.

    It would be possible to think so, but none of those on this occasion believed in such optimism alone.

    "Well, it hasn''t been decided yet what Ray Cruz did..."

    "Someone else besides Ray would do this, which is not a good idea."

    "Mr. Jii...... For once, I''m doing it with care."

    "It''s useless!

    Vainamarinen laughs off lavishly.

    I guess I was ready. I couldn''t feel how I was being forced.

    Still, I guess there are some things to think about, but any further consideration would, on the contrary, hurt Vainamarinen.

    Yut, who so decides, speaks his own thoughts.

    "Well, I can guess"

    Cutting his gaze from the tragedy of the imperial capital, Yut took a deep breath.

    I breathed in the hard air to say fresh and gave a subtle look, but I don''t mind continuing the conversation.

    Perhaps that wasn''t enough.

    If you kill one, you''re a criminal, but if you kill a million, you''ll be a hero.

    Exactly not that far, but killing enough to restore death to number.

    Nevertheless, I guess it''s still not enough, says Yut.

    "I see. So did you mobilize kings of all races? Then it was a shame before this army came in."

    "Survival or luck in misfortune... Well, that part was good. Don''t be a looker."

    "What do you mean?

    Interrupt into the understandable Yut and Vainamarinen, Larsia asks for an explanation.

    "It''s easy. Any of the troops headed to the Imperial City. There''s Ray Cruz. Plus, to prune lives..."

    Better than the original, I guess I was going to explain.

    Yut told her like it was nothing.

    The dazzling Dusk Sickle (Das Creeper) is a treasure (artifact) created by deceiving God who once had a Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    Naturally, it is a powerful magic weapon in itself, and by pruning and storing numerous lives, it is assumed that you can be imprisoned in a prison made by the gods and unleash the spiral of despair.

    However, for the nothingness book, the miscalculation was that there was actually too much life needed by the crashing twilight sickle that could have been raised.

    This is also said to be a return of God''s interest made to cooperate in the making, but it is not certain.

    Nevertheless, it does not change that it is an important instrument for the Book of Nothingness.

    It can be made - for them - to produce a hero, the plan to create an artificial brave man (champion) was also executed, but in the end, it ends in failure.

    And whenever, after some battle with the forces of goodness, the great sickle of the rampant twilight was lost from the Book of Nothingness.

    For this reason, he shifted to rituals using monoliths and plans to sacrifice the evil fiery Spirit Prince with a sandalwood fanatical jewel (Ebony Orb) as his nucleus.

    Their petition was about to be fulfilled now that the lost treasure had passed into the hands of Ray Cruz - "The Book of Nothingness" has perished.

    "Gah, gah, gah, gah"

    "Right. Die."

    Green skinned, ugly dwarf.

    An evil subhuman goblin, born with an evil phase.

    It doesn''t make sense to Ray Cruz, though they are terrorized and summoned in a racist language.

    He wields the twilight sickle, which runs wild as mowing grass, and reaps his life again.

    Plains closer to the imperial capital Verga.

    The army of the Goblin King Cardod, who tried to follow the convocation.

    Stepping down in the middle of it, Ray Cruz was once again causing a bloody tragedy.

    Behind Ray Cruz and beneath his feet, the bodies are scattered.

    The body of Goblin King Cardod, who has been the first to try to protect his subordination, is buried in other bodies and cannot be identified.

    "Gaggggggggggggggggggggg"

    And also, step over the new body. Ray Cruz goes ahead.

    Oddly enough, the goblins didn''t try to escape.

    I don''t even come sifting through barbaric courage.

    Driven by fear to the bar, all you can do is scream.

    In turn, it was pruned by Ray Cruz''s hand, and each time, a clear hemispherical mass was sucked into the twilight sickle running wild.

    How much would I have done that already?

    No, I haven''t counted numbers or anything from the start.

    Because we''re just doing the work that remains to be done for the sake of sad accomplishment. A hassle, but a simple job compared to previous struggles.

    Extend the flow work that you can do even with your eyes closed......

    But that came to an end, too.

    "It fits..."

    Looking back in the direction of the imperial capital Verga, Ray Cruz singles out.

    At that moment, the goblins, suddenly regaining their physical freedom, escaped from the very beginning, rather than disturbing their calculations.

    Ray Cruz doesn''t give it a shot.

    In total disregard, he raised the great sickle of a rampant dusk united with a life-sweeping.

    "It is in the prison of God, the carrier of nothingness. A ruler of eternity. He who visits from outside reason and restores his existence. I''m rare here. Breaking down the prison and giving all equally doom!

    When you utter a defined euphemism (test word), the great sickle of the rushing twilight emits a dark light.

    Successful.

    Despite this, Ray Cruz puts on his face.

    "That''s it!

    It was just then that the Yuts arrived.

    That''s, like, a reproduction someday.

    Beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) comes down from heaven, hardened in magical silver (Mithral) sheet metal armor (Plate Mail).

    In the hand, the Horse Sword (White Knight).

    The greatest masterpiece at the hands of man, even craved by God.

    Swing it down vigorously and try not to interrupt Ray Cruz''s assault.

    "Long time no see, Valtrude Istas"

    "It''s not just me, Ray Cruz"

    Longsword (Longsword) and Sickle Size approaching.

    Valtrude tries to cut off the Great Sickle with all his might while floating in the universe, and Ray Cruz is desperate.

    Mutual.

    It was mutual.

    In Li Kutua, despite letting the momentum destroy the life-sweep.

    "Since when have you changed your mind to a sickle?"

    "Just a few hours ago? Or maybe a year ago."

    Bullshit.

    The Cathedral Knight throws up and puts more effort into the Heavenly Mounted Sword -.

    Next to its brilliant appearance, a single light pierced it.

    "Shake your own story, isn''t that bad bullshit or something?

    No, what I saw as light was a single arrow.

    It was too fast and sharp to recognize it as an arrow.

    That meant it was recognizable, which meant it was piercing the target.

    "I see. Sure, I don''t seem to be alone"

    An arrow deviating from the steep point - the heart - is standing on his left arm.

    Ray Cruz swung the Great Sickle wide to distance himself from Valtrude and pulled it out.

    Valtrude, too, does not dare to poke that gap and finally gets off to the ground.

    But the gaze observes the dark sickle listed by Ray Cruz without alarm.

    "Ray, you fell to the point where you fell."

    Between Valtrude and Ray Cruz, Vainamarinen also stepped down. It was the presence of the Great Sage that Valtrude refrained from pursuing.

    Alcia to Exile, who went on and down to the plains. And I''ll leave Jonah to Vainamarinen first, too.

    Did you feel the air?

    Ray Cruz smiles softly and exchanges words with old friends.

    "Well, now you know where it is."

    "I just thought you''d prioritize where the numbers are high."

    "I see. No man understands better than I do."

    The swordsman in black laughed again when he said so.

    The look on Vainamarinen''s face is invisible from the Yuts.

    "The Eldricks are leaving a message."

    "Ray......"

    "I''m not even going to tell you to laugh, but should I stop the hard face? It''s my day and Suigil''s."

    Travel, yes, travel.

    There is no other word worthy of it.

    Ray Cruz laughs again.

    "I''ll take care of the rest."

    That was the smile of a best friend that Vainamarinen knew well.

    "Come! Spiral of despair. To fulfill my wish!

    I have no relationship or interest, such as the doom of the world.

    It''s just a tool, like a spiral of despair.

    With that thought in mind, Ray Cruz could roar.

    And the world was engulfed in darkness.

 519 4. Divine Demons Coming

    The darkness emanating from the dazzling Dusk Sickle (Das Creeper) and the despair that lies ahead dominated the space.

    Vision, the world itself is engulfed in darkness. Unescapable, in the dark.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge) -" Magic Demolition (Isolation) "

    But there were those who stood up to despair.

    "Shit. It''s impotent, this... Yikes"

    While I think it''s bad for educating my kids, I can''t help but be evil.

    Yuut, who was lurking his breath leaving Ray Cruz''s opponents to Valtrude and Vainamarinen, moved at the end.

    The helix of despair (Reliouria) unleashes the ultimate versus magic spell at a time when it appears.

    The Ninth Staircase''s Theoretical Spell, which erases all spells and disables magic devices (magic items).

    The light lit up the perimeter of Yut.

    The Magic Dismantling effect even extends to Treasures (Artifacts).

    There, furthermore, the divine power is liberated to become more powerful.

    The odds are not zero.

    Yuuto desperately manipulates the thread of magic and tries to keep the dark running.

    Ray Cruz turns his consciousness to the archmage (Arch Mage), but Valtrude and Larsia can''t move in tow.

    Vainamarinen goes without saying. Both Jonah and Arsia are focused on their spirit so that they can move in line with the situation.

    A complete attitude, arranged without instructions.

    The odds weren''t zero...... but.

    But the magical power of the rampant Dusk Sickle (Das Creeper) was not the ratio of the sandalwood jewel Orb of Madness.

    Originally, even with Magic Dismantling, dismantling treasure equipment was an action close to one or eight bets. The divine power engraving floats and strengthens the Demolition of Magic does not change that.

    "Chi, no."

    Now one step at a time. Mutual.

    But no other Yut had noticed that it was gradually but being pushed.

    (It''s the best you can do to delay it!

    But it should be worth it in that moment.

    "Old man! Please!

    Ray Cruz avoids Larsia''s arrows earlier.

    That flesh is tentative at the beginning, despite the fact that life sucking (life football) is the main body. And I don''t even see that life-sweeping look.

    I guess it''s natural to assume that it''s integrated with the Great Sickle that invites the spiral of despair, which means that eliminating Ray Cruz himself is expected to converge on this.

    "Answer!

    Waiting, the Great Patriarch of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) waves down the giant Spike Flail like an anchor.

    Despite being a melee weapon, its range exceeds 10 metres. A close blow strikes a black-clothed swordsman.

    Something amazing happened.

    The exact blow that was supposed to have captured Ray Cruz came through as if he''d pierced the stereoscopic footage.

    "Astral body¡­"

    Stunned, Yut groans.

    Apparently, it was the bluff that tried to avoid Larsia''s arrows. Plus, I got caught up in it.

    Though I had no other means, I am reminded of the difference in the season.

    "That''s right, you''re one of Jii''s people..."

    "Yut, that''s also a bad word for Dean Mel, so hey!

    Light mouth of Yuut and Larsia exchanged in front of Vainamarinen himself.

    The tone was bitterly lacking in subtlety, although it seemed to afford it.

    "Two, there''s a mistake... rather than I led it that way."

    Get your hands off the crashing twilight sickle - still the dark light doesn''t disappear from the sickle, and Ray Cruz''s own presence doesn''t waver.

    No longer had a choice but to eliminate Ray Cruz, I heard the story.

    "One thing, I just put firewood in the furnace. All you have to do is burn on your own. Whatever happens to me, the spiral of despair will no longer waver."

    "It''s troublesome...... No, you mean you''ve been packing it from the beginning."

    Yut groans while still maintaining "Magic Dismantling".

    Ray Cruz proceeded in secret, not responding to the Memory (Remote Site) nor to the Trust thanks to the spiral of despair.

    And the moment I was on the table, it was over.

    "One more thing. I''m sorry to hear that, but they''re kicking me out of life sucking. I''m like a half-breed spirit right now."

    So it shouldn''t be purified here.

    That said, Ray Cruz distorted the edge of his mouth.

    "Have you gone from sword to life spirit? I don''t know which one."

    Vainamarinen''s irony also lacks glory.

    Apparently, Ray Cruz had been kicked out of life sucking (life football) and had become an astral body.

    I guess lurking for over a year was also a period of familiarity.

    Maybe it was just a euphoria to be kicked out, and I don''t know how, but maybe I tried to separate myself.

    Because if you don''t, you''ll be taken in by a spiral of despair before you meet Szigil.

    But I didn''t have time to make sure of that.

    "Shit. I''m not gonna keep it anymore. In the meantime, get away!

    An invisible thread of magic is played.

    Understanding the signs, Yut issued a warning to his companions.

    Follow it, distance it as it was played - but Yut stayed on the spot.

    The first thing I noticed was Alcia.

    "Yut!?"

    Valtroude, who was leaping herself in the air to the screaming voice of her childhood friend, comes back as if she had been played.

    "Yut, what are you going to do!?"

    "I''m here till the end..."

    "Don''t be silly"

    Valtrude holds Yut up on his shoulder, not letting him say yes or no.

    At that moment, the rushing Dusk Sickle finally blew up.

    There is a debacle in the space around it, and a shadow appears.

    A thousand spirally twisted arms.

    A giant with countless black dots all over his body.

    A crowd of snakes as cluttered as Yunxia.

    Synthetic organisms (chimeras) mixed with a number of marine organisms.

    A collection of featherworms wrapped around a tuna.

    A shadow of energy without an entity.

    Whenever a shadow shakes, it takes on a different look.

    All of which is the spiral of despair, not all of which is the spiral of despair.

    Old and great that restores the world itself to nothingness.

    The annihilator who suddenly emerged from a different dimension from this world.

    Evil things that once could not be extinguished when the gods of good and evil fought together, and connected them to prison.

    Though it cannot yet be said to be a close and complete manifestation of the phantom, I feel frightened, different from both the time of Dal-Lukash and the time of Verga.

    It is no longer possible to suppress even Yut''s Great Petition (Unlimited) or Alusian Miracle (Teulgi).

    No, problems before that.

    The moment I saw that at first sight, I understood.

    Death, and doom are decided.

    Why did you think you could live unconditionally, etc.

    Yes. Doom is definite. No, I''ve been doing this for a long time. That''s an absolute fact.

    Even the apostles of God like Valtrude and Alcia are going to believe that.

    Even Larsia and Vainamarinen are blue-faced, and Jonah and Exile can''t hide their upsets.

    Yut, too, couldn''t move while Valtrude held him without a hitter.

    It even breaks the hearts of the brave men who have survived numerous crises and saved the world.

    That''s despair.

    Like a feather worm on a spider''s nest. Like a beast in a trap. Like a sinner put on a death row.

    Fate, I''ve decided.

    "... no, not yet"

    But there were those who fought against it.

    Sword in one hand. On the other hand, sweetheart.

    Valtrude roared as he glimpsed the spiral of despair that was becoming enlarged as it changed thousands.

    "What brings doom? Even if you look great, you''re just a fool who can''t produce anything in the end. I had two children."

    That''s a word I spinned because my loved ones were on my side and even more loved ones were far away.

    Valtrude speaks as he thinks of boiling thoughts.

    - That''s my win.

    Painful, tough moment.

    Despite this, Valtrude was proud to win and laughed.

    Light in this dark-covered space, the only light.

    But didn''t that bother you? Or did you simply react to the living? From the spiral of despair on the way to manifestation, the squeezed and twisted tentacles approach.

    Tentacles that break down the Dal-Lukash and attribute the world to nothing.

    Unpreventable, absolute doom.

    "Right. If the Yuts don''t die, they''ll do something about it."

    "Right. If Alcia''s alive, we can get her back."

    Exile and Larsia stood before it approached.

    As if trying to fulfill that night''s vows.

    "Both of you, stop!?"

    The spiral of despair destroys both body and spirit. If your soul is lost, you cannot be resurrected.

    Alcia screams to know that.

    At the same time, tentacles loom.

    The next moment.

    "Huh? That?

    Larsia''s voice, unexpected.

    I can''t help it. Because the doom that should have approached the present has vanished.

    No, not exactly.

    "Transferred¡­?"

    Vainamarinen will get an idea of the situation as soon as possible.

    They were at a distant height, with a spiral of despair near the surface.

    Looks like he was pulled up in the air and helped, but at the same time, the Great Sage seems to have come to think of the cause. I get a look that looks complicated.

    "Uh? I''ve decided to be ready, but not dressed badly?

    "I''m fine. Compared to me as I was held."

    "Oh, sorry."

    Valtrude lowers Yuut, who remained on his shoulders, embarrassed.

    He stared at the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who tried to laugh and deceive him, with a gaze that the Albino girl would shoot through.

    "Are they taken care of, or are they annoying? I don''t know..."

    Yut floats firmly into the universe as he blurs.

    At that time, light shone from heaven into a world surrounded by darkness.

    The light grew more and more powerful, and a huge shadow appeared in it.

    "This is..."

    "What..."

    The source of light is a great being.

    Valtrude and Alcia looked up to heaven, intuitively enlightened by what it was.

    "God, full"

    Because there were some familiar faces, or Jonah gives a terminal representation of the sight in front of her.

    Hellenonian god who presides over justice and thunder.

    He has already pulled out his sword and is fully armed with a shield and full body armor. Its appearance is Rin and literally divine.

    A conjugal god of the gods of knowledge, death and sorcery.

    It seems they were the ones who saved the yuts. He appeared right beside him, staring with merciful eyes.

    Regra, God of Power.

    He looks like a muscular young man with a belligerent look and a spiral of despair.

    And Dasktum, the evil god, the beautiful boy with the eye of a ship.

    Good, evil, true, evil. Thoughts, power.

    All the gods gathered here.

    For the Yuts, the size and intimidation are different from the familiar divine bodies (avatars).

    It''s not just the fully armed gods. Even those who are close to God, such as angels and apostles, who are their subordinates, are overwhelmed.

    An army of eight million (or greetings) gods.

    Among them, the first to move was unexpectedly the goddess of beauty and art.

    "The World of Writing Split the World"

    The Riya God had a paintbrush and rewrote the world with a secret (Sacramento).

    Disconnect a strip of space from reality and stop the pollution caused by the helix of despair. We can also say that we put our boundaries together and isolated them.

    The world, where heaven was light and earth was darkness, switches to a gray space.

    "Timestop"

    "Divine Boost"

    Furthermore, the couple God cooperated and stopped the time of the spiral of despair - even if it did not last that long.

    Confront, doom with the gods.

    "I''ve been waiting for you, this time! Take this moment!

    But Teng himself, who caused it, was staring at only one person.

    Ray Cruz, the swordsman in black, jumps up and slips past beside the spiral of despair for heaven.

    No, I just went flying in the sky for one.

    "Szigil!"

    It''s a cry of the soul.

    Words of all.

    There will be no more thoughts in the world.

    "Ray......"

    After all, the thought was conveyed.

    Swigil, the sword princess, appeared alone from the army of Effilroth, the maiden of the forest.

    Ray Cruz''s, and exactly the same figure in Vainamarinen''s memory - he had a double sword.

    "Szigil......"

    "Ray......"

    A grey space where spirals of despair confront the gods.

    So, for the first time in decades, the two of us call each other names.

    He volunteered for the role of disposing of Ray Cruz, a great sinner. At least I''ll give you the guidance with my own hands.

    That''s what Szigil was gonna say.

    I saw him at first sight. No more regrets. From now on, I want to live with you. But I don''t mind you killing me.

    That''s what Ray Cruz was gonna tell him.

    But I approached the distance the sword reached, and when I met him face to face, I couldn''t say anything.

    Therefore, Szigil says nothing.

    I approached him to rush over - waved my double sword vertically and horizontally as I danced.

    Ray Cruz''s spirit body instantly changes like a borough rag.

    "You idiots..."

    Watching it from afar, Weinamarinen''s eyes had tears.

    Even the Great Sage does.

    There''s no way they can stand it.

    "... I''m still alive."

    Ray Cruz remains the same, even if he is torn apart from his spiritual body.

    Just stare at Szigil. Remove from sight or consciousness, except for Suigil, and wait for the sentence to be executed.

    "... you are an idiot. He''s a big idiot."

    A large tear spilled from the Elf''s sword princess.

    "There''s no denying it."

    In that usual response, Suigil''s thoughts were finally decimated.

    Two swords spill out of his hands, on the spot, crying like a girl.

    "I didn''t mean to get you in trouble..."

    "You''ve decided to get in trouble. You idiot, you idiot!

    Ray Cruz himself gave a troubled look and got lost for about a minute before holding his beloved Elf sword princess.

    "Sigil, I..."

    "Warning Thorne."

    The moment Ray Cruz tried to put his thoughts into words.

    The two overlapping in one were bound together by thorny branches that became like whips.

    "Knock."

    "Dear Effilroth..."

    "You should have pleaded guilty if you were meant to, but you don''t have time"

    Elf beauty wearing a crown of flowers and a dress knitted in leaves of a tree.

    Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, appears before the two of them and throws harsh words. The expression is also not even hateful, but as harsh as words.

    "Constraints (Gears) were placed on us so that we could not live in heaven or on earth because of the present" Commandments "....... Riya"

    "... to be thankful"

    Once again, the goddess of beauty and art takes a paintbrush.

    The light gathered and a path similar to the theatre flower path was created in the gray space.

    It''s the only way out of this space.

    "Dear Effilroth..."

    "Go sick."

    And I guess it was the best for Effilroth.

    Soon, Tsu''s commandments had been broken.

    Szigil bows his head and starts walking down the aisle with Ray Cruz - not letting him say anything extra, not letting him.

    "Mr. Jii, go."

    Yuut spoke to Vainamarinen, who watched it in silence.

    The Great Sage changes his expression one after the other: surprise, joy, remorse.

    "... I didn''t know the kid cared, the baking turned"

    "Oh, I turned around. It''s bad for my kid''s education, so keep retiring."

    "Huh. Well, is it your duty to watch the end?"

    Late to the two of us, Vainamarinen also takes the path of the Riya God.

    Neither in heaven nor on earth - take the road to Naruto.

    Swallow the three of them, the road closed.

    At the same time, I can untie the "Current Prison Chain" that was tying the spiral of despair.

    And then the mythical war began.

 520 5. Heavenly Ni Raw Killer Ni Madness

    Nothing, not all gods were seen in the banishment plays of black-clothed swordsman Ray Cruz and sword princess Suigil.

    "Thunder Strike" True Lightning "

    While the Effilroth God tied them up in a secret (Sacramento), a thundercloud created by the Hellenonian God appeared just above the helix of despair (Reliouria), trapped in the Current Prison Chain (Timestop).

    As soon as the helix of despair returns to normal time, hundreds of thunderlights will strike from there causing lightning.

    It was followed by numerous gods and angels, who also produced numerous light spheres.

    Flames, Cold Air, Thunder Strikes, Sound Waves, Strong Acids, Violent Poisons, and Spirituality.

    Attacks of all attributes engulf the spiral of despair.

    Furthermore, Tyrone, the race god of the meadow race (Magner), throws countless daggers and the patron saint of the hunter unleashes arrows. Many apostles followed it.

    What I''m doing is, it''s the same as Yut. The collaborative technique of activating the Differential Blast, which bursts in time difference, after stopping time with Chronos Eyes.

    Even without giving a specific example, its power comes with origami.

    But this is on a different scale.

    Each and every one of them brings together an attack that can wipe out an army around a spiral of despair.

    If that plays all at once, what happens?

    Ray Cruz and Szigil. Plus I dropped off Vainamarinen, and then exactly a minute later. The Yuts experienced it.

    First, light and sound were born together. It was not until afterwards that I realized that the effects of Current Prison Chain (Timestop) had been solved.

    The colorful - really all sorts of colors intruded and all I can say is yes - light raved and filled my sight. I closed my eyelids slightly, but I feel eyelids even over them.

    At the same time, a tedious roar shook my head.

    Bombing noise to awesome. Looks like Valtrude right next door is talking about something, but Yut couldn''t even hear a word.

    When the spectacle of light and sound comes to a paragraph, the next visit is a shock.

    Isn''t the air solidifying? It puts so much pressure on the whole body of the Yuts that it seems so. This is what it says to be quite far away and yet under the shelter of the gods. The situation in the heart of the explosion is extrapolating.

    "Wow, wow."

    Jonah is innocent, too.

    But it''s not over yet.

    Smoke cleared. The atmosphere boiled down to make sense of the situation, but the spiral of despair survived naturally.

    A thousand spirally twisted arms.

    A giant with countless black dots all over his body.

    A crowd of snakes as cluttered as Yunxia.

    Synthetic organisms (chimeras) mixed with a number of marine organisms.

    A collection of featherworms wrapped around a tuna.

    A shadow of energy without an entity.

    One after the other it also changes its resemblance to the phantom, stretching the tentacles of doom in all directions.

    "It is a sign!

    The gods are woven too, that you can''t defeat them with that alone.

    A growling Regra god cuts ahead with his bare fists.

    Next, the forest maiden Effilroth is the fine sword (Rapier), the Ducommerce God is the giant hammer, the dragon god Bahamut is the nail, fangs and tail, and the rock giant (Jarloot) god ¡°Silver Climber¡± Nemsak is the stick.

    Countless gods and the angels that followed them slaughtered into a spiral of despair.

    Unsurprisingly, Effilroth is the one that shows outstanding activity among them.

    As if trying to make amends for his faults, he snaps his tentacles away with a fine sword, tying the helix of despair with a tsu.

    "Well, we don''t even have to put our hands down."

    Said Larsia in a playful tone, sheltered by the god of knowledge Zeras and the goddess of death and witchcraft Truss-Sink.

    In one word, the air in the field relaxed at once.

    Something like Moodmaker''s eye-catching.

    "Yeah. Right. I think it''s good to be positive."

    "Absolutely. Positive!"

    As Yut responds with a bitter smile, Larsia gives a voice with even more high-touch momentum.

    In the meantime, gods and angels who specialize in witchcraft continued to attack and support them from a distance.

    "In front of this unimaginable sight... that''s Larsia"

    Arcia, the most believing of all, exhales in a frightening half, a touching half.

    But in this situation, which has continued to overwhelm me, I am sure it has inspired me to calm down.

    Thanks to you, childhood friend. No, I could have noticed how my peers tied up with the same guy.

    "No way, you''re not thinking about jumping into that, are you, Valtrude?"

    "Oh, whoa."

    Called by his entire name, not his usual nickname, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) is upset.

    They''re poking at the stars, so it shouldn''t be.

    "... well, if that caution, shouldn''t it be Jonah?

    "Bullshit. I won''t get my hands on it unless Yut or Arsia tells me it''s okay"

    "... ugh"

    Even losing to Jonah.

    I realize that, and Valtrude is shocked. Most of all, I wasn''t trying to get my hands off the Horse Sword (White Knight).

    It''s a shame.

    "If Val went in, Egg could have gone with him."

    "I mean, both of us. More than that, stop imitating like self-sacrificing earlier."

    Though attention flies from Yut that I just remembered because of a lot of things, neither of us tries to keep an eye on each other.

    Even then, when Yut tried to pursue him, under his eyes, the battle of the gods continued.

    If this had been done on earth, no, even in heaven, the earth would be torn apart and heaven would be a screaming fierce battle. Without the Riya divine writings, the surrounding area must have become uninhabitable for people.

    So far the gods have been in a pushy mood, but of course they can''t stay intact.

    Whether it''s a man or a god. They are dealing with the tentacles of a spiral of despair that will extinguish them just by touching them.

    We have to dispose of the artifact to avoid an attack. Still, extinguished limbs emerge. I was chopping it off myself and letting it play.

    That, too, is what you can do because you are God.

    Many angels perish without strength.

    But it''s just an outpost yet.

    "If it stays like this, can we go?

    "I want to believe that... but..."

    Even the gods have been hurt and the fierce fighting that has put them at risk of death continues.

    Yut opens his mouth, wondering if it''s a good thing to say in the middle of it.

    "If you can handle this, you can''t seal it."

    The allegation was shooting straight.

    And it''s not even the gods you don''t understand.

    The gods knew from past experience that the spiral of despair was not the opponent who could fight and drive them from the front. Evidence that I managed to connect to a prison of different dimensions, but that''s all I could do was move.

    "Your power, to me."

    But the gods are not omnipotent, either, but they are not helpless.

    Daxtum the Evil God, the culmination of God with the Evil Phase, gave the decree to all God.

    Stand arm in arm between the avant-garde challenged by the spiral of despair and the gods who attack and support them in the rear.

    prestigious.

    The attitude was full of majesty that made me want to call myself King of the Gods, though evil gods.

    - Whatever your mood, I won''t spare your cooperation.

    The first move was made by Fermina, the sun god.

    A wave of dominance in an ancient witchy outfit creates a sun wheel behind Daxtum.

    "How dare you..."

    Valtroude tells me to do it all the time.

    Indeed, the sun wheel seemed to have gathered only the harsh side of the sun.

    There, the magic released by the gods gathers.

    "It is you who perish, spiral of despair!

    I guess I feel full of power. Daxtum God smiles invincibly. Beside it, with his own focus, his evil beloved wife, Beatrice, had a look that was nowhere too slutty for a trance.

    Feeling the power increase, the efiltrose and the gods on the front line are scattered.

    In conjunction, Daxtum God unleashed his power.

    "Forto Fortuna, the creation of destiny"

    Daxtum to be said even with the Lord God of Evil.

    From the fingertips of that evil god who absorbed the sun wheel, a ray overwhelmed his surroundings.

    White light.

    Light.

    Impact.

    Calories.

    Silent.

    Power equal to the creation of the world is also gathered and beaten to the spiral of despair.

    The world of writing cracks swayed, and the rear god who sustains it gave the goddess of beauty and art and other unmistakable expressions. If Acorn''s accomplishments hadn''t allowed his heart to love art to spread and become more powerful on earth, everything could have ended here.

    Until then, this is not just an attack.

    One of the steps to destroy the spiral of despair.

    Pull out the nucleus (core). No, create it precisely. If we crumble that, the spiral of despair must also perish. Create such a point.

    It also resembled a reversal of the cause and effect that Larsia did with divine power engravings, where she poked instead of poking the steeple was the steeple. But a fateful alteration far beyond that.

    This battle is no longer an area of physical power or witchcraft.

    What manipulates and controls fate seizes victory.

    "- Huh."

    A voiceless voice was released from the spiral of despair.

    That''s what people know. No, it''s a voice that goes beyond even God''s recognition.

    The spiral of despair, which was an amorphous of a thousand changes, is distorted, wrapped, twisted and takes one form.

    It looked like Earth.

    No, it doesn''t actually look alike. I guess the sphere just looked like a planet. It is gray, the shape of the blood vessel emerges is exposed, and a chill runs on Yut''s back.

    The changes, they still don''t stop.

    The sphere was distorted, wrapped, twisted and a person''s upper body grew on the top.

    I can''t feel life or vitality. Not even the creeps of the Immortal Monster (Undead).

    She''s a completely inorganic plastic woman.

    But look, it doesn''t matter.

    This is the core of the spiral of despair.

    Now we can defeat the spiral of despair.

    Regra god on foot empty-fisted, forest maiden Effilroth with fine sword, Ducommerce god with giant hammers, dragon god Bahamut with nails, fangs and tails, rock giant god with sticks.

    And Hellenonian God with a hundred and one divine swords.

    Countless gods and the angels that followed them arrived at the core of the spiral of despair.

    The nucleus of a spiral of despair that intercepts it.

    Countless twisted tentacles pop out of the sphere that hits its lower body, inviting those living in heaven to perish.

    of mythology, which is also reminiscent of end-of-life mythology, a spectacular sight.

    When it comes to nucleus, it''s never weakened.

    There is not yet a single pillar of the loss of the gods, but the angels that perish between them only to approach are not profitable in the hundreds.

    Still, I guess they''re causing the nucleus to appear and degenerate.

    Until now, it had only been touched by the twisted tentacles of the helix of despair, and even the gods had to lose and regenerate their limbs. The angels and so on, that was all that was erasing them.

    But now that he has been rewritten into existence by the Daxtum God, even the angels can withstand a few rounds.

    It simply changed from just touching it to extinguishing it - it can''t even resuscitate it - to being extinguished if given death by a tentacle attack.

    "F, hahahahahaha. Slash and carve! Stab and pierce! Knock it down! Show me your divine authority! Praise the violence!

    Its own power is an opportunity, and the gods are moving regardless of good or evil. Especially when Helenonia, a brotherly god.

    That was enough to satisfy the self-esteem of the evil god Daxtum. The petty archmage (Arch Mage) can''t help but feel delighted.

    In fact, the total attack by the armies of the gods was all that powerful.

    When you jerk off a tentacle attack and tackle the spiral nucleus of despair, the continent will. No, we''re seeing enough attacks for the world to perish one.

    That spiral of despair. A spiral of despair had been pressed that could only be sealed without being able to destroy or otherwise.

    No, not quite.

    Isn''t the sphere missing and the woman in the plastic also damaged by the rundown?

    Victory is now.

    Daxtum laughs and is convinced of victory.

    But it was blocked by a spiral of despair like no other.

    "Ahhhhhhhhh"

    High, unexpectedly beautiful voice.

    No, my brain just recognizes me as a voice, and that''s just sound.

    "What do you mean...?

    But the effect was immense.

    Valtrude turned away when he couldn''t believe the sight in front of him.

    Naturally. Incredible, we''re all the same.

    Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, turns his fine sword to Regra God, stabbing through his thick muscles.

    Regra God hasn''t lost either. Hit him so hard that he distorts the face of the Elf goddess while grabbing the fine sword with his abs. With that momentum, a fine sword fell out of his abs and a second round began.

    Suddenly it began to argue with each other.

    The god of good makes the god of evil.

    An angel of evil makes an angel of good.

    The god of good makes the god of good.

    An evil god makes an evil god.

    With his vain eyes, he clearly lost his sanity. No, he goes mad, and those who dwell in heaven contend with each other.

    Legra, God hit me in the face. Effilroth, God protrudes his teeth and intimidates him. The roar of bleeding out of my mouth from my eyes was compelling, but it doesn''t make sense to the God of Power.

    On the contrary, he shouted and threatened, grabbing the white, thin neck of the maiden of the forest and snapping it.

    Not at all. The woodland maiden Effilroth. God is dead.

    Though not doomed, the resurrection will take a considerable amount of time.

    Nor do we know what will happen, depending on the way the spiral of despair comes out.

    "Oh, my God..."

    Yut, too, could only stare at it.

    And madness propagates.

    Even the gods, who had refrained from the rear guard, finally began to argue with each other. Safe are not a few pillars, such as the Zeras, Truss-Sink, and Riya gods, who have deployed a defensive curtain in an aggressive manner.

    Also, even if I said I kept it sane, that''s all. Defense and healing are at their best, turning to offense and other dreams again.

    Heavenly Ni Raw Killer Ni Madness.

    Nucleus protruded - another essence of the dewy spiral of despair by creating it.

    Madness.

    That''s what I fanned to the gods.

 521 6. Spiral of Despair (Previous)

    "I see, you mean... This is a bad thing."

    From above the heads of the Yuts, a voice full of the worries of the Knowledge God sounds.

    An unbalanced being called a giant boy. The gap is greater when words are exchanged in dreams or because they are no different from minute deities (avatars).

    But now, not quite.

    An anomaly in which the gods begin to argue with each other. So, a critical situation that even killed the forest maiden Effilroth.

    Yut is distressed. What has the helix of despair done? I wish I could look into diversity, but honestly, I''m not sure.

    When that happens, you''ll have to ask Zeras God. But is it a good thing to ask for an explanation in this situation?

    So Yut, I can think of. Whatever your own doubts, your people''s lives are at stake. It wasn''t if I was lost, he said.

    "Zeras, what the hell is this -"

    But that couldn''t be fulfilled.

    Between Yut and Zeras God, because a girl (...) with black clothes broke in.

    Verga, the evil demigod.

    Ray Cruz promised to come back, the red-haired empress.

    "This is my son-in-law. Long time no see."

    That one word.

    In just one word, Yut forgot - temporarily - the existence of a spiral of despair.

    That''s the same for the Valtrudes.

    Exile quickly set up a giant spike flail like an anchor, and Larsia instantly disappeared. Arcia and Jonah have put in a tough gaze and are in a totally battlefield position.

    "I didn''t think you were here, Verga."

    Valtrude exasperates vigilance and hostility as he hands on the pattern without alarm so that he can pull out his sword at any time.

    I can also tell from my subtle standing in front of Yut and blocking the sight of the Evil Empress that I am at my greatest caution.

    "In this way, I am ashamed. Very, very unable to face my son-in-law. If it wasn''t for this opportunity, I guess I''d be looking forward to seeing you. In that sense, you might say," Survival. "Don''t you think so, son-in-law?

    Even so, it should be noted that the evil demigod completely ignored the Virgin of Helenonia.

    Rather than, are you just not in the eye except for Yut?

    I sluttily twist my body smaller than it once was and laugh at the slut.

    "... nothing, I think I''ve seen a smaller figure."

    Behind Valtrude, Yut left a comment with no such benefit.

    It was true, however, although it did not help.

    Verga like a toddler girl I saw on Earth.

    When working with the Empress to fight the spiral of despair, Verga looked like a fairy.

    Verga now, with them as well. And I can only describe it as familiar - different from the luscious figure.

    A little under my true name or Petra if I say it at my age. Is it about junior high school in Japan?

    Height is one or more different heads than yut. He has a young face but no wonder and discomfort because he knows a grown Verga.

    On the other hand, in terms of style alone, it has already surpassed Valtrude. The luscious beauty of growing up was interspersed with the luscious lusciousness of being born.

    The red-haired empress means compelling in the past and perhaps in the future.

    "If we don''t, we''ll give up."

    Yut should have returned a careless reaction, but Verga really enjoyed it.

    I smile like a little devil and spin the words with real happiness.

    "Wouldn''t such a concubine be enough for a son-in-law who was even born a child?

    With the long redhead he holds his chest up with his arms and packs the distance as he makes it look like Yut. It is done with absolute confidence in its own charm while saying it is not enough.

    Getting close to Yut also means making contact with Valtrude, but it doesn''t look like he cared at all.

    If you''re a man, you want to obey. No, colored incense that makes me want to beg you to obey.

    But it doesn''t make sense to Yut.

    Lift your forehead and teach it like it''s open.

    "You know... That''s not the problem."

    "Isn''t that the problem? Would younger have been better? What a loser this is."

    "Verga!"

    It is Valtrude, not Yut, who has become intolerable.

    Alcia and I intimidate Verga, who appeared in a state of emergency, all the way up to the minute of Acorn, who is not here.

    "Oh, that''s a waste of time. I should have stolen my aunt''s eyes and gone to see her."

    Valtrude is on the verge of an outburst.

    A red-haired empress who flips herself gently and walks away from Yut.

    That would have drained the poison gas, and also worked the consciousness that now is not the time. Valtrude couldn''t do anything more.

    "You''re calculating it all."

    "Well."

    We got it all figured out, and we''re making fun of this one.

    Now, if there''s a gap, I''m going to step in more.

    When Yut, who had broken through his intentions, said reluctantly, Verga laughed joyfully by the way. No, I''m actually happy to have fun.

    I was able to exchange words with my loved ones again and confirm my thoughts. Besides, my beloved returns the same reaction I expected.

    Will there be any more joy?

    Apparently, the education that Hellenonian God is doing himself could not correct Verga either.

    "Not if I''m doing this now. I''ll miss you, disappear but be good."

    "Oh, Lord Paladin is kind. I don''t care if you''re a concubine now."

    "What? Do you know what''s going on here?

    "What, don''t worry. My son-in-law''s son, my concubine, will raise me responsibly."

    "¡­ Select"

    Is this exactly what you meant when you stepped on the tiger''s tail?

    Wrath engulfs Valtrude''s God with beauty no less, and his eyes become thinner with anger.

    Even Alcia took a critical stance that she had no choice.

    Meanwhile, I''m not even willing to pull it off as Verga.

    I was late, but being Yut''s companion is still a certainty among red-haired empresses.

    If so, it is natural to grow it with your own hands, even if you use the bellies of other women.

    Talk about the obvious and why you have to be rebelled.

    "Both of you, that''s it."

    Valtrude''s anger is painfully clear.

    But that''s just not good right now.

    Yut opens his hands and breaks in, pushing the two of them away.

    "... you picked up your life, Verga"

    "... first, it would be easier to clean up"

    We bumped into each other''s gaze for about a minute with plenty of time, Valtrude and Verga.

    The two men, who were on the verge of a clash, loosened tension and turned their backs.

    We are hateful opponents of each other, but this is not the occasion to buy Yut''s unhappiness and then pass the will.

    Such a consensus seemed to have been reached.

    Yut, too, inadvertently exhales a sigh of relief.

    I guess that''s why. I didn''t even notice a meadow race (Magner) appearing right next to me.

    "Give Yut the title of Beast."

    "If you start a circus edition or something, that sounds like a useful title."

    Soon I will return it to Larsia, who appeared, and look up to the Zeras God.

    Again I tried to ask for an explanation, but Verga preceded me.

    "So, Zeras, Truss-Sink. How do you see things?

    "You can''t tell."

    "I''ve already taken measures..."

    If you notice, the figures of the gods and angels had disappeared from the perimeter of the spiral of despair.

    Instead, the Regra God or the Hellenonian God. Besides, the Daxtum gods were behind the Zeras gods. However, each was covered in a positive octagonal force field, which also seemed unconscious.

    Its field of power is probably a defensive wall that blocks interference from the outside, as well as a cage that binds the gods in madness.

    The invisible gods, including the maiden Effilroth of the woods, seem to have lost their flesh and become only souls. If the world of Riya God''s writings is solved, it will be the resurrection in heaven.

    In the spiral of despair, if the world itself is not destroyed, though.

    Before that, there is also an argument between the gods, and there is a load on the writing split itself. As it is, it can affect the real world.

    Similar fields of power have also been developed around the gods and angels who were in the rear guard, which have not even reached mutual discussion. Am I playing interference, or from a colorless, transparent force field, I could see the occasional black flash blinking?

    For some reason, it wasn''t in Yut and Verga......

    The core of the spiral of despair is coming this way to set the rules, but for now, it should be good to say that we have taken off the serious crisis.

    But the couple God''s words were badly toothed.

    Why.

    "Apparently, the voice just now became a caller, radiating madness (aura). I managed to block and treat it..."

    "I can''t help but keep it up."

    Shocking fact.

    This includes both Yut and Valtrude. No one could say anything. Only Verga smiles invincibly, but this is probably because he expected it roughly.

    "The spiral of despair is slowing..."

    "That one, too, must be tough to maintain spirituality"

    "Plus, I guess you think this one looks just like a feather worm on a nest. After that, they boil, they bake, they''re free."

    "No, I''m in trouble"

    For saying that, I have a faint sense of sadness for Zeras God.

    Instead, the giant boy God is laughing with pleasure.

    I have a hand job.

    "Even when it comes to knowledge gods and such, it''s just hard to get around. Boring things."

    "Truss-Sink God......"

    Verga as picturesque as Heavenly Clothes Seamless.

    Meanwhile, Arcia looks up to the maiden goddess she serves, as if she were ready for something.

    "If there''s anything we can do, say anything."

    Touching the heart of my beloved daughter, Truss-Sink God seems happy and sorry, speaks.

    "This object of spirituality is apparently the only thing that lives in heaven."

    "Residents in heaven...... So..."

    All gods, good and evil, are in the heavenly world. The same goes for the angels and apostles who follow it.

    Is it amplifying madness by narrowing the target? In fact, that was so effective that I didn''t know if it was a good idea to call it a restriction.

    "So we can move unchanged, right? Just..."

    "For the concubine went up to heaven and the sun was shallow. My heart is still on earth."

    To Alcia, who expresses his conviction and suspicion, argues that Verga himself is something that lives on earth. Seems like a towing party, but I guess that''s true. Or maybe it has something to do with being on the way to resurrection.

    "In short, are we the only ones who can move..."

    "No, you''re not, Yut. It''s us and Verga."

    "With the concubines, and what else?

    While listening to the fine correction match, Yut rushes through his thoughts.

    Hand held spell.

    The power of my people.

    Enemy - the power of the helix of despair.

    Yuut, who quickly calculated it, looked up to Zeras God with certainty.

    Zeras, the god of knowledge, gave me a slow nod.

    "The spiral of despair is weakening"

    That is not true. But that''s why we don''t know if we can do something on our own.

    While aware of the scam, Yut continues.

    "This is also a one-of-a-kind opportunity. More importantly, if we don''t do something about that, we don''t just have to die."

    "I know, Yut"

    "Yut..."

    Valtrude and Arcia.

    Eye to eye with my two wives - I made a big decision.

    "Me and Alcia, we''re going to follow up."

    Yut gives instructions in a sharp voice.

    Alcia softly shook Yut''s hand, along with full confidence.

    Pushed back by it, Yut continues.

    "Yona, you don''t have to think about the details. Do it freely."

    "Yeah!"

    The girl in the albino jumps at me and responds. How happy were you? Even now, I''m going to jump on Yut''s back.

    "Val, old man, Larsia--"

    After accumulating a few beats, Yut gives the final instructions.

    "- Physically, do something about him!

    The most impotent and understandable instructions.

    "So I love yut!

    Valtrude jumped at Yut saying he couldn''t stand it.

    "No, no, no, no. I''m almost there, too."

    Larsia floats as usual, watching that smiling sight.

    "You''re a big guy I don''t even wish for. I''ll beat you to death."

    As always, there is no match for this rock giant (Jarloot). He stared at the slowly approaching spiral of despair in an atmosphere that seemed even tongue-in-cheek.

    "Verga, come forward."

    "entrusted"

    I know Yut''s intentions.

    All I said was that, Verga smiled at the slut.

    He turns Wang Tin, who shows the kingship of evil, into a red sickle, trembling at the trust sent by Yut.

    "I didn''t expect this to happen."

    "Whether it''s wishing or not. Isn''t it a good opportunity to show your son-in-law a good place?"

    The Virgin and the demigod were lining up and the second act of the final showdown was about to begin.

 522 7. Spiral of Despair (Medium)

    To repel the spiral of despair, Yut leaves under the Zeras God and the Truss-Sink God.

    Even so, no madness was created in the mind of the Great Mage (Arch Mage). Neither does it feel so spiritual (aura) that the gods have to fall into a positive octagonal force field at all.

    That, too, my friends. And Verga was the same.

    I didn''t doubt it, but it would have proven that the restrictions - which only provoke those who live in heaven - were in place, as God of Knowledge pointed out.

    It feels like a one-handed drop, but it''s supposed to be enough.

    There is no way that those who live on earth can resist the spiral of despair. Just a glance at its appearance, it''s just present on the same spot as the spiral of despair. Because you''re going mad and you''re just going to perish.

    Therefore, the remaining yuts on this occasion, the exception.

    And it was also the only hope left.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    In order to remain calm, Yuut exhales gently and then utters a fitting word (test word). Then an engraving floated on his right hand.

    There is a divine power engraving just for Yut, with the pale star Earth painted on the open spell document.

    On its right hand, I took 20 pages from the spell, all at once. Four bunches of five pages at a time - Valtrude, Exile, Larsia. And release to Verga.

    Usually unlikely, simultaneous activation of a spell aimed at a single person. It makes it possible, divine power engraving.

    "Divine Power Liberation"

    In addition, it unleashes its power as a god - pre-apprenticeship and unconscious - and augments its effects and casts spells.

    "|" Star Cloak "

    The Fifth Ladder''s Theoretical Spell that nullifies and reduces physical attacks.

    It has a short duration and is difficult to use in advance. For this reason, although I have mastered it, I never used it. Sometimes it would have worked in the battle doctrine (Doctrine) of doing it before it was done.

    But today - it already seemed like a few days ago - was the summit.

    If so, the spell that protects the powerful must not be mandatory, but must be prepared. Preparations just in case fit into this situation.

    A luxurious blue coat (cape) was born on the backs of four men fighting on the front.

    Exactly. The Clothes of the Stars cannot be deactivated until an attack by a magical weapon is reduced, but if it is in a state enhanced by divine power engraving, the story will be different.

    It should be able to withstand the spiral of despair, to some extent.

    "Well, you''re like a hero."

    "Val''s a hero, right?"

    Valtroude inspires a rare and brilliant coat. It''s not costing you money, and more importantly, you look purely dressed and liked it.

    When this is over, it might be interesting to have a fancy playful costume. Worst case scenario, I want to push it off because it means shooting.

    "My son-in-law gave me a gift. I''ve received it."

    "It''s not like that. In a few minutes, it''ll disappear."

    Still happy, Verga smiled lusciously.

    In a pitch black dress, blue coat. Plus, redheads burning like flames. The combination was truly magnificent, with the Empress''s style.

    "Divine Power Liberation"

    Go on, Arcia calmly gives her support.

    Behind Truss-Sink''s beloved daughter came the holy seal of the Goddess of Death and Magic.

    "I, hereby show the glory of the gods. To fight evil, give shine to the blade you want -" Radiant Edge "

    Eighth Staircase spells that invalidate armor and armor such as Creature''s thick fur and scale.

    Exile''s Spike Flail, Valtrude''s Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight), and Larsia''s composite short bow. And the Great Sickle of Verga is wrapped in a holy glow.

    It is also a spell that helped the spiral family of despair, the spider subgod Ig Nus-Zad attack. Enhanced by divine power engraving, that should always be useful this time around.

    "Well, let''s do it."

    Looking at the core of the helix of despair a few dozen meters away, Exile laughs like a pigeon.

    At the same time as entering the Frenzy state of biting his tongue himself, he carried out the divine liberation in a familiar manner.

    The giant of the rock giant (Jarloot) is engulfed in the flames of the sun, and at the next moment, it changes into a giant like a mountain. Autonomous shields, Dragon Scale armor, and Spike Flail.

    Furthermore, with the special ability of the new armor in conjunction with the Great Martial Party, it becomes huge. That great beauty that brings the flames together is worthy to be called God, though it is not what dwells in heaven.

    Still, it doesn''t extend to the core of the spiral of despair. Exquisite, to the same extent as the upper body of a plastic woman.

    But Exile''s fighting spirit is not dull. On the contrary, it increases to a great many, naturally.

    "The thing that brings doom, too, if you hit him, you''d be dead, wouldn''t you?

    Then just hit me, smack me, smash me, smash me.

    Until now, the Spirit Prince of Fire, Il Kanjual, the spider subgod Ig Nus-Zad, the Talaskus, and the Murgush god have been so retreating.

    Is the spiral of despair the only exception?

    "Nooooooooooo! Ooooooo!!

    The spear was taken by Exile. Spike Flail brings together the Glowing Blade, eliminating dozens of meters of distance and hitting the spiral of despair. Like a shelled battleship, the core of a helix of despair sways loudly.

    While the shock and explosion didn''t subside, he forcefully controlled Spike Flail, who danced in the universe, setting up two or three shots and pursuits. Like the moon, the sphere is missing, and now the spiral of despair proves that it is not immortal.

    The attack of power must have divided the earth and returned the city to ashes if it had been waved on the earth.

    Its power, its power, was no less than that of the gods.

    "Ahhhh."

    But the core of the spiral of despair is not left untouched either. Numerous - and I will only describe it as so - tentacles were produced from the spherical part that touched the lower body.

    Exactly, Sword Forest Bullet Storm. A twisted tentacle that just fills the field of vision penetrates the exile.

    At that moment, Larsia moved first.

    "Divine Power Liberation -" Arrow Forest Ammo Rain "

    The spirits of divine power gather to the composite short bow, Composite Shortbow, from which a single arrow is released.

    It blushes the cheeks of a huge exile like a mountain and stands still in front of it like a slow motion.

    And it grew to thousands of arrows.

    Each bottle does not extend to a twisted tentacle. But with three, five, ten, he gathers to intercept and shoot down the tentacles of the spiral of despair.

    "Divine Power Liberation -" Flareburst ""

    It was Jonah who kept moving.

    Compared to the elaborate, artsy, Larsian moves, this one is really a big deal.

    Projects a giant fireball similar to the sun and burns out the tentacles with it. I even feel arrogant as if I would even pest control.

    But it works and is powerful. Until Yut and Alcia behind us - and the Albino girl herself - the blast flames were enough to allow her to retreat a few meters in the blast to burn down the tentacles of every Larsia arrow.

    Still.

    I couldn''t let it all go away.

    Several tentacles wipe out their autonomous running shields without a trace, approaching Exile.

    "Nooo."

    I was usually a rock giant to hit, but this time it just doesn''t work that way either.

    When the flame flickered the rising giant, "The Clothes of the Stars" reshaped as it moved, covering the entire body.

    Fulfilling, it worked well.

    The pale "Star Clothes" plays a twisted tentacle - so even if you allow another tentacle to penetrate through an empty hole, you protect the wearer with a shining barrier.

    Though four twisted tentacles struck Exile''s two hands and legs, Exile himself did not extinguish any more limbs than he had.

    Even now, both hands and feet are connected to the body.

    With a piece of skin.

    "Old man!"

    "Gu...... whoa whoa whoa whoa!

    Yut''s screams do not reach Exile. I''m not hearing you.

    Pain is converted into anger. To the spiral of despair, to the anger of self.

    The roar of eating your teeth is a weapon unshakeable rage.

    As if it were an opportunity, the divine spell "Unyielding Contract (Fortitude)" is automatically activated. That restores vitality and manages to stop life, but it doesn''t even connect to the limbs.

    "We, too, who resist doom. Thou shalt strike down the doom. Merciful Red Ball Goddess, give him the power to heal and fight -" Miracle "

    A limb-growing spell exists on a lower staircase, but that takes time.

    Thus, Alcia heals Exile with the finest divine spell, Miracle.

    The effect was immense.

    Heal, no, restore and regain strength as you see the limbs smashed miserably.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

    The roar of resurrection.

    I re-gripped Spike Flail and Exile shook it down again.

    Even so, the core of the helix of despair rocks greatly.

    At the same time, the sphere was missing again, and the spiral wounds of despair were awkward to make up for it, so that the little tentacles could join hands and fill the hole.

    "Select"

    So finally, Valtrude grants the Horseman Sword (White Knight).

    They chose "Pointed Blade," which carries out a deadly blow, "Sanctification (Holly)" which shoots the evil, "Giant Blade (Enlarge)" which makes the sword itself giant. And "Extinct (Slay)" to God.

    In addition, the light of Alusia''s Glowing Blade envelops the wavering sword body of the Heavenly Riding Sword. The best sword that reinforces the teeth of an aged bloodsucking dragon (Brad Dragon) with an Adamantin blade forged with a burning exhalation brace from the Red Fire Dragon Perla Vent.

    As Yut told me, it''s a choice to do something physically.

    To slap it into a spiral of despair, activate a spell that Valtrude can give only to the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "Lightning March"

    The Hellenonian God is dormant, but the protection had arrived.

    Empowering the strongest followers when they strive for doom instead of themselves.

    The vertically jumped Valtrude gathers the holy spirit, while falling at the speed of thunder.

    But there was a twisted tentacle waiting on its way.

    "The Beast Road for Pigs. Let''s see what we can do."

    Whether he changes his appearance or not, his confidence and dignity remain the same.

    Whirlpool and Verga spinned and a small body danced and danced. At the same time, the big sickle, wielded, cuts off his tentacles so that even the grass mows.

    The target was changed and tentacles turned to the red-haired empress, but Verga manipulated the Star Clothes like a bullfighter (Matador).

    "My son-in-law''s coat is most often used by a concubine."

    Valtrude passes next to him, boastfully lying.

    What were the thoughts that came to our two breasts at this time?

    That was not certain, but it was certain that a disaster had occurred for the nucleus of the spiral of despair.

    If every blow of Exile is a shelling, Valtrude''s assault is a meteorite drop.

    Wearing the core of a helix of despair by the Thunder March, it leaves giant claw marks like craters on the moon.

    "Gu...... Wouldn''t it be easy?"

    Valtrude landed in a spiral of despair. The tentacles that twisted its flank were blurred. I would have ignored it if it were pain, but distort my beautiful appearance to a sense of loss that I can''t even express.

    A shield that automatically prevents deadly attacks.

    Though it was done with minor injuries thanks to my partner, who had been fighting with me the whole time, that shield, integrated with his hands, was greatly elusive.

    Furthermore, countless, no, infinitely twisted tentacles grow from the lower body of the sphere.

    Of course, you can''t just grow up.

    upright. It bends in unison and pours down to the beautiful Cathedral Knight.

    "To Verga, you can''t take the back."

    Actually, he cared.

    Setting up a heavenly mounted sword, gently slashing and tearing the twisted tentacles, approaching from behind, it deviates from its orbit with the Clothes of the Stars.

    Like Verga, I can''t say graceful as dancing.

    But it''s a battle that gives reassurance to those who see with rigid quality. I was also fortunate to have a smaller turn than a giant exile.

    We can''t afford to go around attacking, but there''s no way we''re going to get fatally injured.

    Yes. I avoid fatal injuries.

    But I avoid it, but that''s it.

    One by one offense goes on without ever ending.

    "Divine Power Liberation - Sniper''s Feast (Snipers Rave)"

    There, a single arrow broke in.

    Larsia, who had disappeared until the beginning, appeared and unleashed an arrow. Its arrow, sewn through the gap, stood at the steep point of its nucleus in the spiral of despair.

    No, the spot where the arrows unleashed by the brave men of the meadow race (Magner) pierced it became a steep point.

    To pain or to shock. The spiral nucleus of despair stops the temporary movement. Valtrude, who gained room for it, left the lower half of the sphere.

    When he did his part, Larsia tried to disappear again due to her hidden form (oomph).

    It''s as if revenge - when it comes to retribution, too many - twisted tentacles chase the meadow species.

    Here, Larsia thoroughly escaped.

    Cut a dragonfly in the air, repeatedly accelerating and decelerating sharply, trying to pull it apart while pulling - but.

    I can''t avoid one of them and it makes contact with my toes.

    So, the whole right leg disappeared.

    "Larsia, now -"

    "I''m fine."

    Larsia, however, refused to treat Alcia.

    If you don''t have a problem with your legs because you''re flying, you release an arrow to show you''re alive.

    "Well done."

    Thanks to Larsia, Valtrude escaped the twisted tentacles.

    To the spiral of despair, and to his anger towards himself, is left to be slashed into the upper body of the statue.

    "Thank you for your service."

    With that struggle sideways, the evil demigod waved the Great Sickle that changed Wang Tin.

    What Verga did when she got smaller was light and creepy. If you can''t allow anything other than Yut to touch you, whether it''s something that brings you doom, you instantly change your place and chop and carve it with the Great Sickle where the Glowing Blade resides.

    But the number of twisted tentacles is different.

    If it doesn''t matter if the target is scattered, he launches an attack on the surface, not on the point.

    "" Downburst "

    There, Yut''s theoretical spell flew.

    A spell that blew the subject with a gust was used on Verga, not the tentacles, to move the target itself.

    I feel the love from my son-in-law.

    "I guess that means they''re not trusted"

    Soon, the Virgin and Empress standing in the air on their backs.

    Unwillingly, truly unwillingly, but protecting each other''s backs, we approach the upper body of the statue again.

    At that time.

    "Ahhhh."

    Inorganic treble.

    When it was released from the upper body of the plastic, the lower body of the sphere changed shape.

    A conical crease is created in the sphere from which twisted rays are emitted like helixes.

    "Son-in-law!?"

    "Yut, Arsia, Yonah!

    The aim is not the Valtrudes, but the Yuts, who have provided numerous support.

    Is that where you broke it down, or is it just a coincidence?

    The rays that destroy all things are approaching with spirals drawn.

    "Divine Power Liberation"

    Before that, Jonah stood up.

    Squeeze the accumulated mental power and unleash psychic powers.

    "Cyclonic Blast - Maximize Enhancer"

    Mental energy winds up with physical pressure, creating a great vortex of destruction.

    "Celerity"

    It doesn''t end in one shot.

    "Flare Burst - Maximize Enhancer"

    Energy equal to the sun is produced.

    Cyclonic Blast and Flareburst. Jonah''s, or Scion''s, biggest attack that can be used, no, the art of destruction combined.

    Flame whirlwind enclosed with tremendous energy.

    That collided with the rays of the spiral, clashed, versus extinguished - did not.

    Collisions, clashes, and, beaten.

    The psychic sabotage attack unleashed by the little Albino girl erases the rays of doom.

    Not only that, but the spiral nucleus of despair itself was also destroyed at the counter. Destroyed things that destroy the world.

    "Okay!

    With no expression, but still Yona bounces happily enough to pass on.

    The core of the spiral of despair has vanished.

    Even Verga, half-heartedly, looks around like he''s fallen in love.

    That was a trap.

    No, I can also interpret it as catching up, just letting you act like that.

    But that''s not even comforting.

    The nucleus of the spiral of despair.

    There was a woman with a plastic figure in front of her with only her upper body.

    In front of Yut.

    "Yut!?"

    Arsian screams that were right next door.

    But it only created a tragedy and did not contribute in any way to solving the problem.

    The statue then cracks vertically.

    In it, Yut was taken in when he made a proper noise and opened it.

 523 8. Spiral of Despair (after)

    (This is...)

    Yut''s consciousness rises loosely.

    Quiet awakening. Restful awakening.

    At the same time, the situation before and after comes back to life.

    (I... in a spiral of despair...)

    Can I say they ate it? But he''s still alive. Maybe I''m in the middle of digestion, but I don''t feel any pain.

    At the same time, I couldn''t move my body. Conscious, it doesn''t respond with one finger. In the first place, I don''t even know where this is. I don''t feel like I''m touching anything, just floating in warm water.

    There are no spells, and naturally, no spells can be used.

    Nothing can be done.

    So we just have to wait and see. Valtrude will help us all.

    Where''s the princess?

    Yut laughs unwittingly. In fact, I don''t know if my face symbolized a laugh, but it did as a consciousness.

    It''s rare to be caught outside of Verga... rather than for the first time.

    Yes, at the time I put my thoughts to the past.

    In front of me, the past appeared.

    I don''t even know how that works for Yut, who is a party. Is it a dream or is it actually a video being shown?

    But that''s too real. And it was authentic.

    "Look, it''s okay, hold him"

    That''s what I''m saying.

    Beyond his blurred vision, a man on the strong side muscles.

    He only looks like a young yakuza in trouble for being hooked up with a discarding cat, but that must have been Yut''s father, Requiem.

    (Can''t talk, can''t move)

    At the same time, of course, but not in my memory.

    I never thought I''d go back to being a baby after I became a father. Even if that father would hesitate to hold himself.

    Every bit, the feel of your hands envelops a small yuut.

    It''s not soft, but I feel warm.

    More than that, it conveyed love.

    Ever since I was born, I have been so loved.

    To respond to that thought, Yut tries to move his mouth and hands - but.

    But my vision dimmed, and I couldn''t fulfill it.

    On the next occasion, Yut was growing.

    Even so, before I even entered elementary school yet. Kindergarten memories.

    As always, I can''t even move my body on my own volition, so how do I know that?

    Because the age of the acorn in front of me was exactly about 5 years old.

    "Yuzu-kun"

    "What, Akane?

    Suddenly Yut leaned his neck wonderfully towards his childhood friend, who lived next door to him, who had come to visit.

    I haven''t promised to play.

    Despite this, Acorn looks like a lot of fun.

    "I''ll give you this. Valentine''s Chocolate"

    "Oh, thanks......"

    We must not understand each other, nor be aware of the exact meaning.

    But I know it''s small but "give it to whomever you want".

    Though illuminated, Yut took it well.

    And the little acorn - the shadow remains colorful now - laughs as if the prank succeeded.

    "So, if you take it, you''re gonna have to pay me back three times for White Day, right?

    "Yeah eh?

    That''s important, and young Yut turns his gaze around at the chocolate he just got.

    I can''t give it back, but what can I do?

    "But you don''t have that kind of penny, do you?

    "Probably..."

    "So you can feel three times as good as you felt when you ate it, okay?

    And, unilaterally, Acorn went home to himself.

    After all, what happened at this time?

    Did you call Acorn home, behave like the dish my mother cooked, and read out a letter of thanks?

    Embarrassing, but happy memories.

    I want to stay immersed all the time.

    (Oh......)

    But that won''t happen.

    Yut knows what''s ahead.

    Yut, standing on the ground, was growing all at once.

    During the football game.

    At the middle school club level, you don''t even want a grass pitch or anything. On the ground where the soil has swept out, Yut looks up and sees the front line.

    Yuut waving the tact of the attack at the bottom of the middle intersected with the consciousness of the forward, which began to move on the front line.

    I tried to give a long pass to the ace trying to leave the defense in diagonal motion - at that moment.

    I can set up a sliding tackle from a blind spot.

    But Yut floats the ball and turns it around.

    I tried to send a pass as it was - my axial leg slipped. Trying to rebuild it put a load on his knees and Yut collapsed on the spot.

    The greatest severe pain of my life.

    And I have a feeling you won''t be able to play football.

    Despair.

    The moment they tasted it again, a plastic woman capitalized before Yut''s eyes.

    "The helix of despair...... ugh"

    Finally, Yut learns the intent of the helix of despair.

    They were looking into it.

    He was examining himself as a visitor from different worlds, catching and dissecting rare creatures.

    (freaking out)

    A spiral of despair found out about the planet.

    Like an adventurer looking for an unknown continent, like a gamer with a new map added and floating.

    From the spiral of despair, heart-boiling emotions are transmitted like different waves.

    I don''t even have to think about what you''re trying to do. I don''t even want to think about it.

    So Yut''s consciousness was interrupted.

    "Yut, you''re safe!?"

    "Son-in-law, can''t you reply?!?"

    Once again, Yut''s consciousness rises loosely.

    But this time it''s not going to be a peaceful awakening. If you notice, you were pulling your right hand into Valtrude and your left hand into Verga, flying through the hollow.

    So my awareness of my surroundings breaks.

    "Disgusting..."

    My chest is upset and my guts are about to pop out.

    Plus, I notice it''s wrapped up in something like delayed, soggy mucus. Black Dragon Clothes (Dragon Claus) at the hands of Alcia are also in disastrous condition to see.

    However, the upset didn''t last long either.

    "Let go of my hand, my son-in-law hates you."

    "Say what. If you let go of my hand, it''ll be that way."

    Listening to these two arguments gives me a real feeling that I''m back.

    Looking under his eyes as he was being pulled up, along his spine - if any, but - it came into his eyes that the woman in the statue whose body had been severed was loose. Yut shudders wondering if he was dragged out of there.

    "In the meantime, thank God. Thanks."

    "Not at all. I didn''t expect to be exposed to anything other than concubines. Isn''t there not enough training?

    "What kind of training..."

    "You don''t need to thank me. More than that, you should be aware that Yut belongs to me and not to be exposed."

    "Really, I''m sorry about that..."

    At the same time, pity.

    But reflection is later.

    The ascent stops.

    That meant we made the rendezvous with the Arsians.

    It is Larsia who has been the first to speak.

    "Whoa, Yut, are you alive? Say something funny if you''re alive."

    "Oh...... I think you''re back. And it''s kind of funny considering why Queen Elizabeth hasn''t shown up lately. Personal thoughts, though."

    "Wow, it''s definitely Yut!

    Larsia exaggerates her body and invites her to laugh.

    Seeing it, Yut narrowed his eyes... then opened his eyes wide.

    Larsia''s one leg remained missing.

    That''s not all. If you look, one ear was missing.

    He must have fought an extra fierce battle to rescue Yut.

    It was also impossible not to set up a pursuit at the core of the spiral of despair.

    "I''m glad you''re safe."

    Alcia, carrying Jonah, approaches me relieved.

    The Albino girl seems to be fainting from too much mental power. Neither does Arcia, I won''t say anything, but the fact that the sleeves on her right arm are loose while she is sitting shows that one arm is missing.

    "Well, here we go."

    The still-minded Exile was, however, back to its usual size. I don''t see if the injury is healing, but the equipment is worn out.

    Naturally, the Star Cloak could not disappear.

    "Guys...... thanks"

    I''m not saying I''m sorry.

    Because if I were in the opposite position, I wouldn''t want to be told.

    "Pfft. No matter how many times you ask, it''s good to thank your son-in-law."

    "Why, do you believe they even say it to you? Don''t suffer from understanding."

    Both of them saying so, what a shortening of those luxurious redheads Verga was. Refreshing enough to see a nod.

    Reflectively, I find it a waste.

    Valtrude also had one eye unnaturally closed. That never compromised beauty, but Yut unexpectedly reached out there...

    "Oh. Sorry."

    I remembered that I was dirty and I could pull myself in in.

    But there''s no way Valtrude cares about that. Pull Yut''s hand forcefully and glance with the finger of the invisible eye lover.

    "Mm-hmm. It doesn''t hurt anymore."

    "Damn. Should the concubine have left a visible wound..."

    "Don''t do it. And now, over there."

    The spiral nucleus of despair also survives. It''s just not moving, it''s not doomed.

    Yes. The battle continues.

    I''m worn out to see, and I don''t know how much leeway I have.

    But he''s alive.

    No one is dead.

    Then I can do whatever it takes.

    "Ahhhhh."

    The moment I renewed my determination so much, the core of a spiral of despair that had my back open raised my high voice.

    The wound plays back light and the upper body of the plastic is completely restored to normal.

    No, not quite.

    Six twisted tentacles grow from the upper body of the statue.

    That, however, did not strike this way. Stop on the spot, the twist gets even worse if you move complicated.

    "I''ll set it up here. Yut, you can use the spell."

    "Oh.... I''m fine"

    The spell document I hid inside the black dragon coat is safe.

    Adventurers are disqualified even if they can no longer use it because of the amount of mucus.

    Valtrude puts a satisfying emotion in one eye and tries to storm it.

    Besides, Verga also tried to follow - the warning was released.

    "Something''s changed my movement!

    Larsia was right.

    When the tip of the twisted tentacle swelled explosively and moved blasphemously, he took the figure of a person.

    "From my memory, you built it..."

    Yut was impressed, not desperate, as to whether that was one of the motives.

    The plastic image from the tip of the tentacle does not mimic something unspecified.

    A musculoskeletal rock giant, similar to the jaws.

    A brave warrior of a small meadow species.

    Likewise, a small but substandard psychic (Scion).

    My beloved daughter of the goddess of death and sorcery, with her eyelids.

    Slutty demigod with luxurious hair.

    And a beautiful cathedral knight, even if it''s a plastic figure.

    "I guess it''s a pattern that says you have the same power as us, this"

    Let me do it with Val.

    "Say what, rock giant. Besides the concubine."

    "I have no choice...... Do we compromise here in Larsia?"

    "What''s that!? No malice, right?!?"

    The best ally becomes the strongest enemy.

    Despite desperate circumstances, he doesn''t show upset as one with Exile at the head.

    "Alcia, borrow Jonah. Everybody, just buy me a little time."

    It was the same with Yut.

    Instructions that make you feel confident as usual, despite being rescued from the spiral of despair.

    "I''ll take care of it. You don''t say buy me time, you knock me down fakes and stuff"

    As reassured, and to reassure him, Valtrude undertook.

    "No, he said you can''t take him down. Buy me some time."

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    "You can''t look like that."

    "Look, why don''t you follow my son-in-law''s instructions?"

    Verga grabs Valtrude''s collar - armor - and throws herself into a battle against a group of statues.

    Of course, I won''t forget to leave a meaningful wink at Yut.

    Behind Yut, the fierce battle began again.

    I believe my people, and Verga, and Yut doesn''t turn around. Instead, bring your face closer to Arcia - or, to be precise, Yona on that back - to do what you can.

    "Yut, what are you going to do?

    With a full range of trust, I still can''t help but ask if I''m going to be involved.

    Yut gently slapped Jonah''s cheek as he explained the operation.

    "Yut... you think about something terrible. Yona, please wake up."

    I heard the operation, Alcia, but surprise doesn''t change trust. I shake Jonah on my back and try to wake her up.

    "... kiss"

    The albino girl, as she fell asleep¡­ in a clear tone, conveyed her demands.

    "Tickle"

    "You can''t have lips."

    "Mm."

    "Though it would still be small"

    "Yut? She says she''s gonna kiss you when she grows up, right?

    "Ha!?"

    At that moment, Jonah jumped out of Arcia''s back.

    "I took the word."

    "... if it doesn''t work, there''s no deal or anything."

    "Tamabu"

    Earlier, when I was explaining to Alcia, I guess we were listening together.

    Jonah uses her last superpower (Psyonic Power), looking completely revitalized.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge) -" Mindbond ""

    Spirit - connecting minds, psychic powers.

    That''s what connected Yut to the fakes in the statue.

    "I hereby swear that our love will be eternal -" Miracle "

    "I hereby swear that our love will be eternal -" Great Petition (Unlimited) "

    Yut and Arcia.

    From the two rings, miracles and grand petitions abound. Yut has a miracle. Alcia made the Grand Petition. The spell, contrary to the usual, was activated firmly.

    A double miracle falls on a battlefield where swords, arrows, sickles, divine magic, psychic powers, and mysteries (Sacramento) were intruded.

    "Guys, I''m sorry, but you need to help me!

    Yut shouted from the bottom of his heart.

    However, there is no one else.

    These are the fakes of the statues that scanned the spirit of Yut and created by the spiral of despair.

    "Exile old man, anyone with a strong opponent? Then the strongest one, there he is!

    Yut hit the real deal on a statue mimicking a rock giant.

    "Larsia! Can what could also be Larsia be used for the spiral of despair!

    Words to the meadow species seemed more like persuasion than persuasion.

    "Yona! I always count on you. I need your help this time."

    To the youngest girl, Yut pleaded.

    "Alcia! Oh, already. I like it!"

    Didn''t you think of any words to persuade me? Yut unleashed a straightforward word.

    "Verga! Also, are you going to be used for the spiral of despair!

    I can''t stop loving Verga. So I questioned her self-esteem.

    "Val! Even though it''s fake, if it came from my heart, you know who the real enemy is!

    Persuasion.

    Yes, persuasion.

    Connect the spirit and use the power of The Miracle and the Great Petition to persuade the fakes.

    To this, the real Valtrudes, who were crossing the blades, were also drained of their liver.

    "The spiral of despair is aimed not only at this world (the Brewers), but also at Earth. Please, save my hometown."

    The fakes of the statue responded to its heartfelt cry.

    Everyone releases themselves from the twisted tentacles and unleashes the greatest attack they can have into the nucleus of a spiral of despair.

    "Ahh, ahh, ahh."

    The voice of a weak, desperate spiral of nucleus.

    To see, it dries and weakens.

    "I''ll take care of it later."

    "Only to the fake, you can''t let them dress good"

    By betrayal or the statues that become dust.

    Sliding through its side, Valtrude and Verga approach the spiral nucleus of despair.

    "Divine Power Liberation - Holy Strike Dance - Seven Flashes"

    "Red Red Flash, Crimson Empress."

    Virgin and demigod.

    Two people who loved Yut tapped into the last force they could have.

    "Ahhhhhhhhh"

    Screaming.

    It''s a scream.

    The core of the helix of despair contractes, as if it were condensed all the time......

    And vanished.

    Disappeared, at that moment.

    Verga punched Valtrude in the cheek.

 524 9. Virgin and Empress, Again

    Helix of Despair (Reliouria).

    The presence of madness, which leads the world to doom.

    Its nucleus (core), created by the evil god Daxtum, manipulates his destiny. Despite his betrayal shortly after defeating the nucleus that destroys the spiral of despair, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) does not even try to blame it.

    It''s just that with a sharp gaze, the redhead''s - it was a lot shorter - just shoot through the empress.

    "That''s very kind of you."

    "What? I have to admit I lost. After that, even if you can turn out untrained, will you be in trouble?

    "I agree."

    The right fist unleashed by Verga circles Valtrude''s cheek.

    The Virgin exchanges words with the Empress, distorting her splendid appearance. Even though there was anger there, the surprise was without fine dust.

    That attitude. No, are you satisfied with your readiness? Verga pulls her fist with a lewd smile.

    The biggest battle is over.

    But that didn''t seem like the last fight. Between the two, there is an overflow of warfare comparable to that.

    "Would you have enjoyed it enough already? It''s time for you to return your son-in-law."

    "Say what. Not yet. So does Kite and Yuri''s growth, acorns have kids, and with Yut it''s all about fun for the rest of your life."

    "... hateful."

    "I won''t give you Yut."

    "Then I''ll only take it."

    Even though it hurts, the beauty has not been compromised, Valtrude.

    More like a child than usual, but the sluttiness remains the same, Verga.

    Between the two of us, tension grew.

    The Hellenonian God, who was educating the evil demigod, is still falling asleep in the junction of the positive octahedral created by the gods. The elimination of the spiral nucleus of despair has eliminated the fluctuations of madness, but I guess the effects are serious.

    Very, very unlikely we could stop Verga.

    And that''s the same with the other gods.

    "Heavenly Grass Brave, we must return"

    "... that''s right"

    Yut, who was nailing consciousness to Valtrude and Verga, understands things with words from the Zeras God.

    Blue covenant between the gods of good and evil (Brewers). The spiral of despair repelled, an exception to it that forbade intervention on earth.

    I still don''t know if it''s completely doomed, or if it''s just a return to the prisons of the gods, but I''m sure the time has come for us to leave the earth.

    "I can''t thank you enough for this achievement. It will surely pay off."

    "No, I don''t mind that..."

    Besides, more than that, Yuut demands that Verga take me back too.

    Besides, the god of knowledge tried to answer...

    "Useless."

    - No way, opposition popped out of my body.

    "I''ll send her to heaven."

    "You tell me."

    To Valtrude, who says confidently, Verga answers with an extra grin.

    "Besides, I guess there''s something about Verga that means we have a reward"

    "So if my concubine refuses to return to heaven..."

    Maybe the clash between the gods of good and evil will erupt.

    "It sucks..."

    It sucks, but I can''t help it.

    "I understand. I''ll take care of this."

    "Uhm. Nice to meet you."

    Zeras, the god of knowledge, nods loudly and looks to the god of Riya.

    Say hello to Dr. Acorn.

    No way, I have not imagined that thanks to Acorn, the power of the goddess of beauty and art has increased, and I have been able to maintain this write-breaking juncture, etc. I don''t think deeply that it''s just a greeting, and Yut nods lightly.

    So Satisfied Riya God once again took the brush and unwrapped the world of writing.

    The monochromatic world gradually diminishes and returns to the plains where Ray Cruz worked the massacre.

    By then, all gods had already disappeared.

    The only thing that stays the same is the Blessed Virgin and Empress. Both are crawling through the gap.

    "Ha. Not if you''re looking"

    Yut retrieves the surviving spell document, even if it is covered in mucus, and confirms the remaining spell.

    I don''t want to know exactly what caused this, but I do. Then you have to do something about yourself, which is the cause.

    It''s like it''s still all over the mucus, but I can''t stand it. Yut''s about to jump under the two of us.

    "Oops. That''s it, Yut."

    - Larsia intercepted me.

    He still lost one leg, but to that extent the meadow race (Magner) remains the same.

    Larsia smiled slightly and deliberately and stopped Yut.

    It just didn''t mean harassment either.

    "Why, stop it?"

    "Yut...... You''re gonna take Val''s side."

    "That''s right."

    Don''t take it for granted, Yut replied in a grumpy manner.

    Then Larsia shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head if you don''t understand.

    Unexpectedly, Yut asks what he shouldn''t do.

    "It''s natural to take Val''s side, right?

    "Well, either way, I''m saying there will be remorse."

    "Yut. Rarely, Larsia is right. This time, you better let him like it."

    "Even though I''m a party..."

    Larsia, as well as Exile, will have to give up.

    "It''s okay, Yut. Believe everyone you love."

    "Uh-oh."

    It must have reminded me of a verbal complaint (...) to the fakes of the statues created by the spiral of despair. Yut gets bored with embarrassment.

    "That''s right, Alcia. I won''t forgive you..."

    "Oh...... It''s the exact style of going through the steeple."

    Larsia and Exile make their faces stick in battle.

    It should be noted that Yona, who is likely to say that she will attack both of them and shut them up because she is so feeble - was on that Arussian back again, losing her mind. Fortunately.

    "... I don''t know what you''re talking about, but let''s cure the injury"

    Exactly. The Miracle is out of stock.

    For this reason, a defensive spell to lift the curse and so on was combined with a healing spell on the high staircase to administer the treatment.

    paradoxically, but would have expected it to be possible, and the gods would not have made a hand out of it either.

    In anticipation of the healing of Valtrude as well as Verga.

    "Healing up to the concubine is a very sweet thing again."

    Returning to the original world, Verga sarcastically says, leaning in the light of one day.

    It just didn''t go as far as my hair, but all the trauma is healing.

    "Something in trouble if it''s not in perfect condition"

    But that irony doesn''t make sense to Alcia.

    Stare straight at the red-haired empress with dark brown eyes and explain that it''s for us.

    "Because you need Val to do it with no excuse"

    Straight slapped, for real.

    Jonah, entrusted to Exile, reacts with a tingle.

    Actually, are you awake, or was the Exile holding Jonah barometric pressure? Or was it so harsh that you reacted even when you were asleep?

    The truth is not obvious, but its radiant will was sufficient to attract Verga''s consciousness.

    "Surely, you were also the wife of your son-in-law. If that''s all you have to say, you can join us, right?

    "I don''t want to be a part of Val."

    Just cut it off, and Arcia moved away from the two of them.

    Finally, Valtrude - to your childhood friend, pour out your gaze of trust.

    The diocesan knight, who returned a nod to it, once again faced the evil demigod.

    "First, you can hit me with one shot."

    "... what are you going to do?

    "Earlier, we healed together for the preemption. It''s a new division."

    "I see."

    When he was good at it, Verga nodded.

    You also seem impressed with that grand behavior.

    "So, do you want to do it"

    Hanging out, Verga stepped out a long time ago, as if to go for a walk.

    And don''t hesitate to hit Valtrude in the cheek with his right fist.

    It doesn''t matter, like cheekbone or tooth stiffness.

    I can''t even think of anything like worrying about hurting my fist.

    Not to mention the impossibility of admiring and shying away from their grand behavior...... etc.

    With all my might, I squeezed all my strength and let go of my fist.

    Weight as well as jealousy - yes, jealous jealousy jealousy - on board, smashing the enemies of uncluttered heaven.

    From a remote place to the yuts sipping and watching, I heard the sound of Bachin.

    Valtrude''s beauty is distorted. If Riya God were on the spot, he''d be so angry that it was blasphemy for beauty.

    "More powerful than earlier?

    "For what is no longer unintentional, is the deduction familiar?

    "I see..."

    Valtrude shakes one head.

    "That makes sense."

    At the same time as acknowledging the other''s point, the Holy Virgin of Helenonia also waves her fist.

    However, the aim is not Verga''s face.

    Belly.

    Fold your elbows and try to stick them up from the bottom to aim around your liver.

    It is decided beautifully and folds into the letter in which Verga turns his body. Even though it was shorter, a luxurious redhead appeared.

    "I started hitting each other with my bare hands..."

    I don''t deny that this is a fight for me.

    If that means getting closer to a solution, let''s also accept the feeling of helplessness that we have no choice but to bypass.

    "But it''s not what I imagined..."

    I thought the Horse Sword of Heaven (White Knight) and the example Wang Tin would meet in a changed Sickle. Sure, bare hands are safer......

    "Hey, it''s too vivid"

    Even while Yut laments that he doesn''t know how to handle it, the Virgin and the Empress bump into each other with the will and the will. As I said, one shot at a time, alternating.

    "That''s Val''s operation, too. No, to each other?

    "Operation?"

    "Yes. Val and Verga are almost out of resources."

    "... so?"

    Healing health doesn''t help how many spells you use.

    And the spiral of despair was not the kind of opponent that could leave room.

    Still, we have to settle on this occasion now.

    Settlement, not physically, but mentally, has to yield.

    So I used a bare hand where emotions were conveyed straight.

    "For wearing armor, it''s a light fist"

    "Is it not fair to say that the weight of your fist is the weight of your thoughts, etc?

    "Suppose I told you?

    "You can''t even defeat Larsia, like Verga''s fist."

    The two laugh Ni as they bleed from the edge of their mouths.

    Moves at the same time as the moment.

    Bisi and I heard the sound of cutting the atmosphere, fists blushing their cheeks.

    "Oh, don''t you want to hurt your face?

    "Whatever. I''m not the only one."

    "Ooh, ooh. It''s like I caught it on my face."

    "Are you jealous?

    "My son-in-law kept it for the beauty of her concubine, didn''t she?

    "Let it soak."

    Don''t say it like I chose just my face - the protest, naturally, doesn''t arrive.

    Now the two of them joined hands as if to do a power comparison.

    "But it''s a strange thing"

    "Well, it''s odd."

    Ripple, neither pull nor rest in hollow.

    "I don''t feel hatred, like I did then"

    "Nothing, I''m not admitting it."

    At that time - isn''t it because Yut was caught by Verga, as he did when he fought in Folio-Farina? There was no burning hatred in Valtrude''s heart.

    Verga is the same, jealousy does not hate.

    "Maybe we fought together and got emotional."

    "I don''t deny it..."

    With that said, Valtrude pushes explosively in and releases a mid-kick.

    A sharp kick pierces Verga''s flank - on the verge, the smaller Verga swings down his left arm elbow and pinches it with his left foot knee.

    It''s an acrobatic move, but that doesn''t end there.

    Release your hands and look up at your body. As you rebelled, you kicked Valtrude''s chest out with your remaining right leg. Keep it up, the Cathedral Knight blows up in the air. It''s a force I can''t imagine coming from that little body.

    "But you can''t."

    "Oh. No."

    "Mine, ours"

    "Take it away"

    "Give in, etc. -"

    "- You can''t possibly do it"

    A kicked ass Valtrude cuts a dragonfly in the air and puts his fist up in heaven.

    "Kite, Yuri. Give me strength."

    Thinking of my son''s face, Valtrude clenched his fist.

    Win.

    For the kids. To the children, to be worthy, proud people - win.

    "Hang on to the concubine... win"

    The exhilaration when I first met Yut.

    Meise overlaid with dreams.

    Absolutely, Verga also held his fist, along with the belief that there was only Yut.

    "I''m sick and tired of seeing your face."

    "It''s mutual."

    Two people holding their fists shook it up and shone through the universe.

    "Vergah!"

    "Valtrude Istassu!"

    Calling each other names, hitting each other''s will.

    A blow that did all of its own stuck them in the face.

    For a moment, everything stands still.

    A moment passed that could be forever...... the first thing that moved was Verga.

    "Huh. Never again."

    Red-haired empress fluttering and out of balance in the air.

    "If you had a chance to win, just the first time. Just the first time I hadn''t had Yut."

    "I know a hundred of them."

    Therefore, he tried to be Yut''s first woman in hypnosis.

    But Verga doesn''t feel defeated.

    While falling from the air to the ground, I can even afford to overlap that with my own situation to divulge a lewd bitterness.

    "Well, good."

    That''s not the end of it.

    Until the end comes, I''m not losing.

    This is still only in the middle of a long, long battle.

    Fighting doesn''t have to keep winning from start to finish. Finally, as long as we win at the end of the day, that''s fine.

    And the evil demigod, disappeared.

 525 Epilogue

    I''m not letting you through here.

    "Brother Baidis, can you follow me?

    "You won''t know until you try. Besides, kite. Your brother (Wright) is inside the house."

    Dark-haired boy - Kate, clouds her eyes.

    That was perfectly true, and it was his cry.

    Still young - not turning 10 - yet rational eyes, similar to those of his father, in the well-conceived face of his mother. Subtly distort it and stare regrettably at your oldest brother.

    It''s strange because when he has that look on his face, he naturally and asylum-seeks. No, no wonder I think of my parents.

    Of course, that perspective is irrelevant to Kite, who is obsessed with "Caidro". The same, even if he is the successor to the House of the Duke of Istas, which has influence far beyond one country.

    The pedestal of God sits right on the side of the city of Falve.

    In the open corner of that forest - the hacienda of the goddess of death and sorcery - the children were interested in the play taught by their father.

    Yes. Kite is just a child now, even if she''s promised the future. And "Caidro" wins and loses are more important than the future.

    Kite sends her gaze over Baydis to her younger brother, who is in the "hut", over the rock giant (Jarloot) - one head bigger than the standard Kite as a 5-year-old.

    Wright is Kate''s younger brother, but not her mother.

    He was a good cook and a good painter. Acorn mom and father''s kid.

    Apparently it is tradition that the mother''s blood is thick, she has a neutral face and can often be mistaken for a girl. A decoy, or a blurry personality.

    Even now, the "police" have caught me lightly, waving from inside the barn to Kite. There was also a colo under its feet sitting on the ground, waving its tail in the same way.

    "What''s up? Running away without help?

    "That''s one thing..."

    Kate analyzes the situation while observing the motion of her eldest brother, Baydis, without alarm. Needless to say, I love it... more than an imitation of a respected father.

    The "thief" side, which is on Kite''s side, is Kite, Wright. And it''s my sister Yuri. On the "police" side, on the other hand, Baydis in front of him and Lunaria, daughter of Alusia. Besides, the Dino of the Meadow Race.

    There are other siblings, but only these six participants because they are still young.

    Lunaria became the conductor, and Wright was caught early. Well, that''s no choice. Dino can fight lumpiness because it''s about Yuri''s. Besides, Kite herself seems to enjoy being played with colo. I''m jealous.

    ... As Colo and I will play again later, my sister Lunaria, along with Dino, will be chasing and hunting down Yuri running around the woods.

    There is a strange calm when this is the case with fatherly sweethearts. Enough to keep that free dino from defying.

    Even my sister, who hasn''t lost in freedom, just can''t deny the struggle.

    Beidis in front of you is also a wall that is not easy to break through, minus being the oldest.

    (What to do...)

    The talisman (amulet) that is lowered from the neck - not only the kite, but everyone is being held - becomes troubled as I welcome it.

    Anyway, Kite''s just a kid, too. I have not been able to speak this clearly.

    Still, I was aware that I was being cornered. Now, I don''t know if I can do it as per the meeting.

    "Are you buying time? I guess Yuri''s coming, huh?

    "... that''s my brother getting caught. Coming."

    Besides, they were spotting me.

    Hiding the upset inside, Kate puts her hand in her pocket.

    "You made me wait! Both of you!

    At the very least, let''s not let Baydis catch us.

    The moment I was so determined, a blonde girl appeared out of the woods.

    She was a beautiful girl.

    In addition, it also has childish pity. moonlight, but makes me want to describe myself as a fairy or an angel. No, the adorability I have to express.

    Such a girl pops out full of energy and rushes towards the "barn". At the speed of adult face loss.

    Yuri, wait.

    "Your father told me to wait. Your father said there was no one waiting."

    "If you don''t catch me, I''ll be pissed off at Leah!?"

    But the poor girl - the eldest son of the House of the Duke of Istas, with the future queen set in - Yuri, was not alone.

    He was taking the boy of the meadow race and Lunaria, the second daughter of the House of the Duke of Istas, who also runs constantly with his breath.

    Now the participants in "Caidro" will have met together.

    "That was a bad idea."

    "Well, Yuri''s the fastest leg."

    "No, I''m not. Kite''s a really bad guy."

    "What''s wrong with him?"

    Even as Yuri and the others broke in, Baydis couldn''t move.

    That was what Kite was after.

    Take your hand out of your pocket and throw what you were holding.

    "Colo, it''s a snack!

    - Dino, a boy of the meadow race who tracks his sister.

    "Kate, I don''t know what you did, but I''m gonna get you for now"

    "Yeah, I''m surrendering."

    Kate''s gaze was pouring out of the barn into the colo as Baydis caught her lightly.

    Naturally, the dog of the Duke of Istas, who is not an official member of "Caidro", is free to enter or leave the cabin.

    And you''re also free to run to get a dog snack, which Kate had split from Grandma Haruko.

    "Wow. Totally."

    Even if we were to interfere with Dino, we had no choice. Force majeure.

    "Nice Control!

    Praise it as if it were my business, and Yuri goes for the house in a fierce fashion.

    From now on, Baydis won''t make it either. Condition, I couldn''t have gotten a runaria that was considerably behind.

    Soon, the next bell will ring.

    If you run away until then, the "thief" wins. Kite was caught, but the victory won''t waver if you keep running without daring to rescue him.

    "Sister of Trus-Sink, bless you!

    But the premise collapsed.

    Runalia, who was running at the rear of the line, stops and prays to the goddess whose mother and herself believe.

    A naive prayer, not a gist of divine magic.

    However, the priest (Priest) has not lost his thoughts on the "sister" that he has encountered many times in his dreams.

    I guess it also worked out that this is the realm of the goddess of death and sorcery.

    I can respond to the wishes of the smallest followers and, under Yuri''s feet, take a few steps.

    "Hebu"

    Yuri caught on to it brilliantly, clashing her lovely face like an angel to the ground.

    "Uh. In the meantime, don''t catch me."

    Dino, out of Colo''s jamming, grabs Yuri''s clothes, which remain fallen.

    To a brilliant settlement, silence flows.

    "Uh-huh. That was hilarious!"

    The only thing that seemed satisfying was the lights that stood up and turned off the painting they were drawing with their fingers on the ground.

    "I''ll be caught by Brother Baydis soon!

    "That was the kind of operation. It''s bad to get caught up in those steps!

    Shortly after this fight.

    Do you want to change the combination and do it again? Or, to discuss whether to turn it into another game, the loser twins started arguing.

    "By and large, my sister said I was better at football because I could always win."

    "What, are you saying I''m bad?

    "You say it''s not bad to get caught?

    "I''ll tell you. Because I''m learning from Vainamarinen''s uncle, I wish I could have used the spell sooner."

    "Even my sister is the same!?"

    Brothers and sisters who look at it as "Oh, here we go again".

    "Baidis, do something."

    "Why me?"

    "The oldest. They won''t listen to me."

    Baydis sighed deeply.

    Still, it should be noted that I try to arbitrate according to Dino''s argument - and if I see it as profitable, I''ll say it fine - if I don''t see it as a good idea, even if I don''t see the voice of advocacy flying from Runaria and Wright.

    No, I tried.

    That''s when the wind blew.

    "Heh heh. The kids are fine."

    From the wind, it smells sweet and sweet.

    It was released from a red-haired woman who suddenly appeared.

    "Who?"

    Yuri asks the direct court questions.

    The red-haired woman broke up with the fearless attitude.

    "Right. I don''t know much about my father. Let''s think of it as a deep bond."

    "More brothers?

    "Maybe my sister."

    "Kufu. Is your son-in-law thriving? Good, good, good."

    The Great Mage (Archmage), who took the heart of the evil demigod, looks the same. Well, it was also quite a pain in the ass.

    From the talisman the kids are all raising from their necks, I feel a pretty powerful magic.

    Perhaps he received a considerable number as a reward for defeating the spiral of despair (Reliouria).

    Until then, I feel power.

    Although it does not work when the wearer is harmful - during combat, etc. - it would otherwise protect him from all calamities.

    Even the evil demigod, I don''t care about it, but I can''t get my hands on it.

    "Well. I''m sorry, but I''d like to ask for guidance. Son-in-law - to the Father''s throne."

    "What do we do? Your father''s at work."

    "But when you have customers, you shouldn''t take them."

    "... I''m hungry, maybe"

    "The lights, they''re my pace. But it''s certainly time..."

    Kate looks up and thinks about the beauty that suddenly appeared.

    If it''s suspicious or not, it''s suspicious. But its existence was too great to ignore.

    Besides, if you have more brothers or sisters, it''s a good thing. I guess it''s better to take him.

    "Okay. Let''s go home"

    To Kate''s decision, the red-haired empress gets a slutty, slight grin.

    "Son-in-law..."

    The crunch was full of thoughts.

    That it will also reward the hard work of taking the people of the remaining Verga Empire and conquering the Great Desert of the South.

    The reunion was just around the corner.

 526 Outside Part 1 Ramen Remnants of Larsia

    Ramen Heavy War Zone.

    Tokyo. No, even within the Yamanote Line, there are a number of Ikebukuro, Takada Horse Farm, Shinjuku, etc.

    Long time ramen called Japanese national food.

    Taste or ease?

    What fascinates people so much?

    Whoever you ask, you won''t know why. No, should I say I can''t narrow it down to one?

    How many stores of the stars compete in their own individuality.

    Miso, soy sauce, tons of tips, salt. Fine noodles, Tai Noodles, Medium Fine Noodles, Medium Tai Noodles. Noodles, oil buckwheat.

    It was a clash of individual ideas, a clash of life (style).

    The shopkeeper hits the customer with the ideal he envisions, and the customer flavors it and puts down the Judge.

    Under delicacy, everything is equal.

    The winner flourishes, the queue grows, and the loser is forced to retreat with idle birds ringing.

    ramen industry with intense metabolism.

    In addition to writers who contribute to magazines and other media, criticism by the general public is also active.

    In that neighborhood, mysterious critics recently appeared.

    ''Clear chicken glass soup is so beautiful that it''s a waste of time to drink it away. But drink. Delicious. Refreshing and good, but with the best increase in chicken oil''

    "Noodles with Ise Shrimp. A story frame? I thought so, but the taste of miso and Ise shrimp blends in a high dimension. Intense soup is going to be a habit. It doesn''t matter, but the taste balls are delicious''

    "The so-called seafood system. Excellent noodles, soup and utensils. But somehow I can feel lost...? No, it''s delicious, isn''t it?

    "First of all, I''m amazed at the rich chicken white water soup. A delicious flavor that is thick, sweet and refreshing. The noodles haven''t beaten that either...... the best part was the chicken meat on the side menu. I''m not subtly convinced. I regret it, but I''m going to change it.

    Taste evaluation is accurate.

    More often than not, however, they were posted to mini-blogs.

    At least, ten glasses a day. If you do poorly, you''ll get more reviews with photos. Not at an unusual pace, even if everything wasn''t eaten that day.

    Attracted by topicality, nature and the number of followers increase.

    The icon on that account is a picture of a child wearing a knitted hat in the eye.

    The name of the account was Larsia.

    I don''t know the store or the customers.

    What kind of ramen culture is spreading to other worlds?

    "So, Yut"

    "... you''ve been soaking up foreboding"

    Farv, Duke of Istas, south of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    Yut, who encourages his ministry with a castle fortress bestowed upon him by the Hellenonian God, turns his frivolous eyes to Larsia.

    I still don''t know what the story is about.

    I don''t know, but I know you''re trying to do me a favor. Not with reason, but with intuition.

    And every Larsia favor is troublesome and equals. I can tell this by experience, not by intuition.

    "Well, just ask."

    But Yut rested his work hand and made a long stretch.

    A helix of despair (reliouria) event that ends in the massacre of Ray Cruz.

    The sub-races with evil ministers disappeared from the former territory of the Verga Empire, and the monsters left behind were also swept away by sending coalitions that had been prepared.

    It all disappeared, not because Ray Cruz had murdered her, but because the missing empress Verga was definitely in the dark.

    But we don''t have enough men to go after the Redhead Empress. No, should we just say the best we can do is rule the old Verga Empire territory, which has become a blank space?

    Yut, too, has been busily killed this past month.

    Exploring Verga''s trends meant - it didn''t yield any results - that I could have come off the reign of the former Verga Empire, but it hurt to be pulled out of Cres.

    Cres was appointed deputy king by Eldrick and entrusted with the role of ruling part of the former empire of Verga, which he incorporated into the kingdom of Tidrac.

    While blessing, old Claude as well as Yut had a deep sigh of relief at the loss.

    For this reason, Yut was only able to follow Acorn, besides his work - even though he was told that it was actually a shady MVP in a spiral of despair, it had to be confusing - or so.

    The world crisis was also a raw big incident, but in less than a month, then the end will be seen.

    "Sasu, Yut. I can tell the story."

    "You were after the timing of my free time. Well said."

    Larsia, who was poked at the drawing star, is, however, not bad at all.

    "Actually, I want to go to college."

    "... shuuuuuuuuuuuu?

    Looking nagging, Yut bluntly distorted his expression.

    I don''t know what kind of training it is.

    But I know it''s not even Roku. This is also with intuition, not reason.

    Whether it''s a long time or not, because we''re in a thick relationship.

    "Yeah. To Earth."

    "To Earth"

    "Ramen''s"

    "Ramen''s"

    I mean......

    "I want to train ramen on Earth..."

    To Yut''s summary, Larsia nodded with a smile that could only be described as naive.

    I want to hit you, that smile.

    But while holding the temples, Yut caught hold of them. It looks like this, father of two children. In less than six months, one more. We need to calm down.

    Besides, in Yut, it is impossible to strike a blow to the brave warriors of the meadow species. It''s obvious that it''s more stressful to be lightly dodged than to see fire.

    So Yut chose to attack with words.

    "Aren''t you an idiot?

    "Yes. Say it, ramen idiot... I guess"

    "Right."

    Even if I chose, it was for nothing.

    Yut understood. I had to understand.

    "Mr. Ritna and Dino are good enough to stay over here, right?

    "Yeah, Ritna agrees with me."

    "... that''s all you wanted to be recognized by Jonah"

    "There''s still something missing to share the goodwill. I want to go find out what''s missing."

    Larsia stared far away.

    Yut''s consciousness is also distant from playful behavior. How, why did this happen? What shouldn''t have happened?

    It has nothing to do with goodwill sharing, so why don''t you open your own shop?

    Yeah, it went all the way out to my throat, but I guess Larsia and Jonah are the only worlds that can tell. Maybe we should be happy the other way around that we don''t understand.

    Yut''s self-questioning continues.

    But I knew I couldn''t stop it.

    It''s only been a month.

    That''s what I''m going to do.

    Also, just as Yut - and Acorn - couldn''t keep up, I had to ask local organizations for backups.

    The requested Hyun-chul meeting (Danishmend) would have been more puzzling than... but it responded perfectly to the chief adviser''s request.

    And three weeks pass in an instant.

    Larsia took to famous stores with constant queues, up-and-coming emerging stores and end-of-place anonymous shops. And ate up all the ramen.

    There was a ramen for the ideal.

    Conversely, many cups made me want to say that I was too sharp and overdone.

    Some stores produced unexpected flavors simply by combining noodles and soups for business use.

    I ate all this in a short amount of time because I asked Yut and Ren to use the theoretical spell "The Devil''s Stomach (Orgasm Stomach)" as a magic medicine (potion) and was taking it.

    It will be a bad diet that can be digested in stone or sand, but it was very helpful this time with time limits.

    But even then, Larsia could not come across the ideal flavor.

    They were all delicious for each of them.

    But it''s not the way to go. No, it''s not.

    "Street stalls¡­?"

    Larsia met the store around the time she was feeling stuck.

    Return to the apartment you are based in. The stall was pompous in the park the night I went by on a whim.

    Not a single guest. However, the lanterns boast of their red and shiny existence. It is also suspicious that they are licensed to operate. At best, it would be just ramen as a consumable, like a drunk eating on a whim.

    Just look at the store structure and you don''t have to eat to imagine the flavor.

    Nonetheless, Larsia fluttered and sucked into the stall, like a moth lured by the lights.

    "We only have ramen."

    Round and hard, rusty chairs everywhere.

    As soon as I lowered my back to it, an unfathomable word popped up.

    There is one menu. I don''t even seem to have a beer.

    I could forgive it if it was at least slightly unsavory on the knob, but that didn''t seem to come true either. Most likely, none of the stores serve alcohol to Larsia.

    "Well, that''s one thing"

    Such disappointment was not even given in the yawn, Larsia nodded.

    If it doesn''t taste good, you can just pay for it and go home.

    I was thinking about that with my mouth full of subtle served cold water...... but.

    Such an idea disappeared quickly.

    My forehead was wide and my hair greyed, the shopkeeper who would be close to the calendar.

    But the movement is agile, and there''s no waste.

    To boil the noodles, let them swim in the water and also cut the water.

    Removing the sauce from a special steamer-like appliance, throwing down the sauce and pouring soup.

    And the noodles and soup go together, even for the hand of putting the utensils on.

    Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of repeated artisan drills could be seen.

    "Wait."

    Give me a verse. It was offered with a standing hand, a glass of ramen.

    The appearance was no different from that coming out at the ramen shop at the end of the place.

    The brown soy sauce ramen is rather old enough to make you want to describe it as Chennabu.

    The utensils are also boiled eggs in thin chashu, memma. Plus, I''m sorry about the onion.

    No unexpected shards, just a taste to imagine.

    "I''ll have..."

    I also forgot to take pictures on my smartphone for recording.

    Larsia shrugged the soup with a renge.

    And a bite.

    The eyes of the meadow race (Magner) opened in astonishment.

    Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper and I meet each other.

    The shopkeeper was laughing.

    But I can''t afford Larsia.

    Continue, noodles, char siu, ha-ha-fu.

    Hot, hot, but that''s no reason to stop the chopsticks. Rather, that''s pleasant. Cold water sandwiched along the way is also good.

    Noodles, soup and utensils.

    If you took that out on your own, it''s just one material with no weirdness whatsoever.

    But as soon as they form a cup of dust, the universe is created there.

    Harmony. Yes, it''s harmony. Don''t assert yourself, don''t give in. Just to complete a glass of ramen, they are hand in hand and harmonious.

    Miso, soy sauce, tons of tips, salt. Fine noodles, Tai Noodles, Medium Fine Noodles, Medium Tai Noodles. Noodles, oil buckwheat.

    There are many variations in the world, everything is just a means to produce delicious ramen.

    The truth, the delicious ramen, was here.

    "Make me an apprentice"

    If I noticed, I would have bowed my head on the spot.

    "Kakaka. That Larsia told me so much, I don''t feel bad."

    "Huh? Why are you talking about me...?

    "I''m that one. He''s called a follower."

    Again, look at the store owner''s face.

    On the raised forehead, white hair.

    That was what I saw with the mini-blog icon.

    "Oh, you say so! He retweets and likes me a lot, Mr. Camilles!?"

    "Don''t look at your head and say it."

    The store owner laughs embarrassingly at Larsia as she compares it to her smartphone.

    "Thanks for this, nice to meet you"

    "Ooh, nice to meet you. Sounds weird."

    An impromptu off-duty meeting held indefinitely.

    Don''t miss this chance, Larsia presses for discipleship.

    "In my hometown, I want to do a ramen shop. Please, disciple."

    "Right. Well, I didn''t think you were just a maniac..."

    The shopkeeper contemplates, watering a subtle Larsia cup.

    "So, how did you feel eating this ramen of mine?

    "It''s delicious whether it''s eaten by adults or by children. Is that such a ramen?

    As a matter of fact, Larsia didn''t volunteer to be a disciple either because she had a deep idea.

    Just fights dragons, sub-gods, demons (Demon Road), gods, spirals of despair (Reliouria), and surviving intuitions told me.

    He said this was what he was after.

    "Noodles, soups, and utensils, they look normal but terribly laborious. Yet everything gathers together without claiming here...... Yeah, it''s not loud."

    "... that''s probably the first time you''ve understood me."

    Drop the fire and the store owner starts talking.

    With a happy, sad look.

    "I used to own a famous ramen shop. He had a lot of disciples and branches. So every day, every day, every day, even ramen, study the ideal flavor."

    New materials, new techniques.

    Make money and time and go for the ultimate cup.

    But one day.

    "All in all, you''ve felt wasted. It was all decorated and boring."

    "So I got to this..."

    "That''s the thing. Well, my son chased me out of the store because I suddenly made it like this."

    I pursued the real thing and got to the essence.

    Other than that, that cup may be considered the ultimate in loneliness.

    "This guy is plain. Just plain delicious. That''s all. For the hard work, you don''t get paid. I''ve proven it."

    "Of course. You met the ideal, but you can''t turn away from it."

    "Right, right"

    The shopkeeper laughed happily - unexpectedly, sharpening his eyes.

    "Then let me show you what you mean."

    "Are you serious...?

    "Oh. A real drink right now. Feed him to me. You''re making a prototype, aren''t you? I can smell it."

    Even if it is so clearly said, it cannot be deceived.

    No, this is a chance.

    "See you tomorrow night"

    Larsia nodded forcefully.

    Kankankan and the sound of gently climbing the stairs wooden spirit in the silence of the night.

    Larsia came back to make sure she jumped into the safe house prepared by the Hyung-chul Conference.

    An apartment that makes you feel like an age between the six tatami. Tatami layers, not flooring - it was also tanned and rubbed off - and a room without a bath.

    Larsia had been awake for the past three weeks or so in one of the rooms that the Hyun Chul meeting had secured as a safe house.

    "Okay. Let''s do it!

    In flattery, it is not an excellent living environment. Still, enough for Larsia, the adventurer. More importantly, it was good that the stove had high firepower. You can call me a decision-maker.

    On the platform, Larsia begins work.

    The sound of the ventilator spinning echoed inexorably.

    For starters, treat the chicken gallows.

    In boiling water, boil down slightly to the extent that the colour changes.

    After that, wash with water while removing blood, etc.

    Boil it out of the water carefully.

    Of course, as a smell eraser, the blue areas of the leeks, garlic and shoga. Plus, add onions and carrots. In addition, kelp and dried sauce to add flavour.

    After I prepare soup for the work I''m used to doing, it''s sauce research.

    Even though we had lost sight of the ideal ramen, there is a base cultivated in Yona''s shop.

    Soy sauce, mirin, sugar, liquor. I will add kelp to it and make it, but this formula was difficult.

    Soy sauce was decided to be light-spoken soy sauce after trial and error, but the intensity of the sauce is hard to determine because it is also immature and the soup does not become constant.

    The noodles, too, have no choice but to beat them by hand, given the sales at the Brewers. It''s a difficult part of my physique, but this is also a wall I need to get over.

    Research, research, research.

    That''s bitter and fun.

    Larsia''s motivation was also to climb eels because specific goals were achieved. I ingested something that made the magical spell Physical Preservation (Sustin), a divine spell that no longer required sleep or diet - even the peak yut, didn''t get my hands on it - and literally proceeded to work with insomnia.

    "... hehe. Now, what do you say?"

    The work I started at night eventually lasted until around the time the next day went down.

    But I guess it was worth it and convincing.

    Larsia had a very good smile.

    But the shopkeeper never said a cup of that convincing.

    In momentum Larsia went to the park, where only a tragically destroyed stall was left.

    "Just tell me your secrets and your doings, you stubborn jizz. We don''t like to kick and punch either."

    The owner of the ramen stall where Larsia wanted to be apprenticed.

    He was taken into Yakuza''s office and rolled to the floor.

    "That''s why I''m telling you, if that had happened, I''d have told you.... Ku"

    Even in such circumstances, the invertebrate spirit of the shopkeeper cannot be broken.

    Being kicked in the stomach and the letter on the floor didn''t change that.

    But even with your arms tied behind your back, resistance is the limit.

    No, surrounded by two inflexible yakuzas, it won''t be possible to escape even if your body moves freely.

    What I just kicked on is a crude, big guy.

    Combining with that man is a man with all-back hair, sunglasses and scratches on his face.

    These are the only two people in the office. However, outside the office and around the building, constituents are located. I''m not getting anywhere near anyone, and I''m not interrupting.

    That didn''t mean it was good to be long. The work must be done quickly.

    A man in sunglasses grabbed the shopkeeper''s hair and made him raise his torso.

    "Come on, stop your hair. I''m going to leave you till you die."

    "Your son''s shop is a fire truck. If you tell me, it''s not good. Right? As much as you owe money to a yakuza like ours. The past is in the water, let me help you, okay?

    "It''s my boys'' shop now. It''s not a question of what I say."

    "Shut up! Speak up!"

    So, a fiercely rough man stepped on his back.

    The man in the sunglasses doesn''t move a single expression and tells the shopkeeper.

    "Before you get hurt badly. You should talk. Anyway, it''s like they sold it inside me. Even the police won''t come to help us."

    "I''m here to help. Right here!

    The door to the office that should have been locked.

    It opened up luxuriously and the child appeared.

    Larsia, who moved the Hyun-chul meeting and found out where the store owner was, came aboard alone.

    "Oh, my God, why would a kid want to be here? Besides, what are they doing out there?"

    "I''m sorry, but I''m still an adult."

    Crude attitude seemed vegan, not acting.

    I try to kick Larsia, as if I were even going to deal with her in soccer ball......

    "No, hey, hey."

    At the next moment, he grows a dagger (dagger) from his calf and collapses on the spot.

    "And then the guys outside all traveled. In the land of dreams. I don''t think you''ve been to Yellow Springs, I''m sure."

    A man who has made violence his business was subdued by real violence beyond that.

    The next thing we do is ravage.

    "Well, make yourself comfortable."

    To too many things, the shopkeeper turns his eyes round. But Larsia doesn''t move.

    Even the filth glanced at the big man with the kind of eyes he saw, strangling him with that little body and dropping him.

    "Apparently, as it seemed -"

    The sunglasses guy won''t move if his partner faints.

    Only calmly, trying to take the gun out of my nose......

    "Do you do it?

    He was stuck with a blade in his belly and stiff.

    When did Larsia get closer? I had no idea.

    A man who has experienced many forms of violence trembles in fear.

    Yes, fear.

    I have experienced a number of things, such as iron fires. Neither is the face wound, Dade.

    Nonetheless.

    No, that''s why.

    Scary, scary, scary.

    A kid in a knitted hat was terrified from the bottom of his heart.

    "I don''t think it''s a good idea not to waste it."

    Bright, bounced voice like a spring breeze.

    At least, that sounded like it to the store owner.

    But to a man in sunglasses, it only sounded like a death sentence.

    Kill me, kill me, kill me.

    Whatever you do or don''t do.

    Kill me, kill me, kill me.

    But there was also a will on the sunglasses man, just as an inch of worm had a fifth of its soul. It''s not a comic book or a movie. Impossible, such as the office being crushed by an amateur raid.

    It was a trembling voice, but I manage to squeeze out the words.

    "Fuck, it''s no use calling the police..."

    "The police? I''m not gonna stick you out in such a good place."

    But that was futile. It was a wasted effort.

    Nevertheless, you don''t have to get sick.

    Whatever you do, there''s no such thing as a reversal bud. Because that''s all we''re talking about.

    "How long have you been grabbing my master?"

    Silver flashes.

    Sunglasses The man''s arm is torn open and his blood and screams are broken.

    Larsia, however, does not mind that. Unbind the shopkeeper, whom she has ordained to be her master.

    "Sorry I''m late. Thanks to you, my hair..."

    "Don''t worry. These guys are still alive."

    He jokes in the wrong place and laughs at the office.

    I didn''t know we could make jokes about each other in this situation. The store owner was also quite resting on his liver.

    "Come on, don''t make me laugh. I''m sorry. Until the injury heals, I''m not going to be able to get a job."

    "Tapey, tapey. I''ll take care of it. Including your son''s shop."

    The time I got from Yut, one more week.

    I can''t waste my time.

    This is where magic pills are used. My son''s shop should be thrown at the Hyun-chul meeting.

    The owner is okay now.

    Now, with the rest this way, Larsia turns to the sunglasses man holding her arm back.

    To poke at the terms of reconciliation.

    "Transfer 500,000 yen each day to the bank account designated here. Period is...... in a year for now. Let''s decide again."

    Without letting her say yes or no, Larsia slammed the demands.

    This is not a negotiation.

    - The verdict.

    "If the payment is delayed or if it''s the money that made someone cry... you know what I mean?

    Since there is a store owner, I can''t imitate it any more.

    So voices, expressions and. And tell them with the atmosphere.

    Communicate in an aura of adventurers who have dealt with God and the devil.

    If you disobey, you''ll see...

    "Don''t have any money? If you contact a high-interest loan, wouldn''t it be nice?

    "Ugh..."

    100 times its own. No, pushed by the force of Larsia, who had crept through the training ground beyond comparison, the sunglasses man continued to shake his neck up and down like a broken machine.

    Even with such a "small" incident, a month of Larsia''s training came to an end.

    The day I came back to Falve.

    In the cafeteria and conference room of the castle fortress, Larsia and Jonah were alone and relative.

    On the tabletop, a cup of fillet created by Larsia.

    Just for a week, but with intensive training.

    Earth. No, it was a bad material situation compared to Japan, but it''s a condensed glass of everything Larsia created in the Brewers.

    Jonah kept eating it silently.

    Jonah and Larsia. Only the sound of the two throats ringing echoes through the room.

    But that doesn''t last long either.

    A cup of dust has endless possibilities, but the content we can offer is finite.

    "Ugh..."

    Breaking the silence was a satisfying exhalation of Jonah and the sound of putting down more and more.

    Unexpectedly, Larsia tilted her body forward.

    "What do you say?

    Nervously, my voice rubs slightly up.

    There was no problem tasting on Earth. Of course, I also taste it before serving it to Yona.

    But that and this were different stories.

    "It was delicious"

    "Okay!

    Larsia accidentally poked her arm up and cheered.

    "But..."

    With an untouched view of it, Jonah continues.

    "- Goodwill sharing is not allowed"

    "... right"

    Ruthless proclamation.

    Nonetheless, Larsia accepted the judgment and it.

    "Too much. This can''t be the taste of our shop anymore"

    "I''ll take care of this place. I almost die dressed up, like I really knocked it down and caught up"

    "That sort of thing"

    Jonah nods and laughs like Larsia was taunted.

    The same soy sauce ramen was also developed by Yona.

    But the two became alike and non-alike. to such an extent that it cannot be provided with the same sign, etc.

    "So Larsia should leave another store"

    I knew it would happen.

    No way. It''s off the plan, but I can''t help it.

    Now more than that, let''s rejoice in being recognized by Jonah, the food authorisation in the Falve.

    And for starters, I think I''ll be out in the stall, just like my master.

    With the speed of race-specific switching, Larsia looks to the next goal.

    "Okay. Well, let''s do it."

    "I can''t lose this one either"

    "Even me."

    A meadow race and an albino girl shake hands disappointingly.

    It was, in this Brewers, the moment a new culture was born.

    Whispered in the alley, there is one rumor.

    Rumor has it that a meadow species is serving stalls serving a different world of noodle dishes called ramen.

    The stall is said to be open not only in Farv and the Duke of Istas territories such as Hardenturm and Mainz, but also in Sejour and Folio-Farina, kings capital of the Rotosilt kingdom.

    And an order for a menu is an ultimatum to request backwork - assassinations, etc. Such rumors were circulating as well.

    One night.

    It was a cold night.

    There was a girl who heard rumors and visited the stall with rugged eyes.

    I was surprised and relieved that there was a stall as rumored.

    At the same time, will you really get the job as rumored? Next anxiety sprouted.

    The girl grips her fist like a coward and makes an order with a trembling voice.

    "I''m sorry. Um, ''Give me some leek ramen. Noodles and eggs are strong.'' Please."

    "... I see"

    Rumored meadow race shopkeeper stares at girl.

    "The more I want to kill people at a young height, the more I hate them, there seems to be extra circumstances."

    "It''s..."

    "All right, all right. I''ll ask you what''s going on, and I''ll tell you why I found out. But let''s start with a cup of our pride."

    On a cold night, more than anything.

    Yes, he smiled fondly, and the meadow species began to boil the noodles.

 527 Outside Part 2 Even as an adult

    "Something is happening."

    Farv, capital of the Marquis of Istas, south of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

    A girl from Albino raised the issue in Len''s Magic Pharmacy, which operates securely in a rapidly developing corner of the city.

    "Eh...... What the... thing...?

    It was a voice and expression such as seriousness itself, but it did not seem to convey a sense of crisis to the half-elf girl, the shopkeeper.

    Beyond the counter, I tilt my neck cutely wondering if there was anything wrong. At the same time, long, lustrous blonde hair swayed that enveloped her whole body, with leaf-shaped ears of the tree flaking out.

    It was exactly a reaction as if it embodied innocence.

    "What happened to the Sempais?

    A girl from different worlds who became a magic pharmacy clerk and apprenticed to the store owner Ren. Makino Asked Makina as she held her partner Makina aside.

    Completely, it is determined that the center of the disturbance is Yut Amaxa, who makes him the Great Mage (Arch Mage) and rules over the Marquis of Istas.

    There is no basis.

    But it was also generally true.

    "I don''t think a professor (a professor) would hit hard sooner...... is that what you mean?"

    "Makina, did you notice anything?

    "Yeah. It''s a simple story."

    Makina, alive by the god of knowledge and the goddess of death and witchcraft, affirmed her husband''s question. Equivalent to AI - and quite advanced - despite its existence, it is also good at human finesse.

    The voice I hear from the tablet speakers is supposed to be artificial audio, but I was good at it somewhere.

    "Professor and Knight Woman (Dim) are newlyweds."

    Yut, whom Makina calls a professor, and Akane, a female knight - this, in fact, is being reckoned with.

    It was only a few weeks ago that the two weddings took place. This is the third time for Yut, but it could be called a newlywed.

    "No way, you two got into a fight?

    That''s unlikely, I deny my real name. It''s unfounded, but now those two are different - and that''s also inconceivable if Jonah''s words are true, "Yuki Things" - etc.

    Their relationship looked good in their real names, including Valtrude and Alcia.

    "No, the other way around"

    "Reverse?"

    "Do what you do...... no, you must be overdoing it. So, even my voice leaked..."

    The board flew.

    No, my real name threw Makina.

    The sound of guns hitting hard objects echoes, and the tablet rolls into the next room.

    Ren opened his eyes full of surprises and no words.

    "Master!? What are you doing?!?"

    It''s a punishment.

    "No matter how much it is for combat, the strength of the LCD..."

    "It''s okay. Because it has a proper protective cover."

    "I''m overconfident!

    A makina thrown away from the store space into a private space with Ren and his real name. That''s the real name for arguing.

    Educational consideration for Jonah and Ren is the result of going too far, but the girls of the day can only look at it pompously.

    "Isn''t that a mild joke..."

    "Reflect."

    In the end, Makina was to be left in a separate room.

    "I''m sorry I broke your hip."

    The story resumes with a statement by his real name, which vigorously closed the door to the next room.

    It doesn''t have the atmosphere to ask what happened.

    Nevertheless, I''m not the kind of albino girl who cares about it.

    "There are too many Yut opponents"

    With that in mind, as if nothing had happened, Jonah said in a flat voice as usual.

    I thought Yut would formally marry Akane for a paragraph... and the Kagras'' approach began as if they were waiting for it.

    Of course it is their own, first of all in a far-fetched phase of shrinking distance......

    As for Jonah, he wants to say that sitting back on it will leave its roots in the future.

    "Go around if you hurry. Thousands of miles of road from a single step."

    But the reaction of Ren and his real name to that claim was dull.

    "Yona...... It bothers me if we tell you that......?

    I can''t be indifferent, but I can''t be actively involved either.

    In such a mood, Ren denies it as mundane.

    "That is indeed..."

    The same is true of his true name, who falsely comes to the Brewers as Yut''s mistress at his meeting in Hyun-jeol (Danishmend).

    Love is unthinkable until... but if Yut hasn''t refused, there''s nothing he can do.

    But Jonah understands that, too. More importantly, I''m not even talking about wanting to get rid of the Kagras or anything like that.

    "I need your help."

    "What...?

    "Appeal to Yut"

    "Cooperation is not a blur..."

    Real name concerns are good too.

    Yut, who already has a marital relationship with the three of them. If that''s all, it seems like a favorite color, but they''re all beautiful women of their age, including Valtrude. It is clear that the young Jonah, rather than the young, is out of Yut''s defensive range.

    "I know. So I want to make an adult magic potion."

    With a more serious look than usual, Jonah spoke of her own hopes.

    Thus, a project begun to be pushed by Jonah.

    But its development - as was a concern from the outset - made it extremely difficult to navigate.

    "But... such a spell... no... right?

    It all sums up in this one word of Len.

    At least, as far as Ren knew, there was no such spell that would encourage human growth in a theoretical spell below the third staircase that could be processed as a magic drug.

    A spell exists that makes the size of the body huge as a spell with similar effects, but not like the growth - or aging - Len seeks.

    In addition, the spell of the Transformed (Polymorph) pedigree changes the species itself, so this also does not fit the criteria. Some means of changing figure in illusion, but this is also inappropriate.

    If it were simply to seduce Yut, there were other approaches.

    But Jonah''s aim is to appeal to Yut by saying, "Grow up," which means, "Aren''t you going to be such a beauty in the future?"

    Together, if it does not exist in existing spells, it is also impossible to make magic drugs.

    Still, the three continued their trials and errors.

    Sometimes it would be that Jonah showed unexpected enthusiasm, and that this degree of difficulty was woven from the beginning.

    Anyway, if you can handle it with an existing spell, you don''t even have to bother making magic drugs. If you ask Vainamarinen, he''ll be happy - really thrilled - to make it convenient.

    Ren, who was initially not very motivated, also became motivated to work on the unexpected theme of the fusion of magic drugs and psychic powers by Jonah''s collaboration.

    On the other hand, my real name is more of a chore than an assistant. If I were to describe it more accurately, I would have been a bystander.

    I can''t keep up with the two studies under their true names just starting their studies, and there''s also the fact that they weren''t interested in the magic drugs themselves as adults in the first place.

    I''m still dating the two of you, I guess, because I was relieved of that enthusiasm. Of course, it also means monitoring to avoid being unscrupulous.

    (Plus, you should know how much Sempai is loved once)

    It''s not like I think Yut is thin. Conversely, if things were to be relieved of Jonah''s courtship today, he would despise it.

    Still, there must be no awareness that Jonah - or Ren - is loved enough to work hard with insomniac rest.

    Around there, you think they are children and take it lightly.

    In the first place, they are imprisoned by their enemies - Verga - because they have no awareness that they are greatly loved. Exactly, it''s a matter of loose ends.

    By dating the two of them in their research, they were also sprouting their real names with profanity.

    It would be proof left that all participants were gradually losing their sanity.

    "Even if your husband, a nominal mistress, says it doesn''t seem very convincing,"

    "It''s that, this is this"

    A true name who made a shelf in his heart steps into the workplace with a snack.

    Even this day, Jonah and Ren, who visited the magic pharmacy straight after school, were at work. The development seems to be in the right place, and I seem to have forgotten to take a break.

    "It''s time for a break."

    At that moment, white smoke covered the room with the explosion sound.

    "... again"

    But my real name doesn''t work. Trembling in smoke at the explosion. It''s all been through the past month. Don''t panic and make no noise, leave the tray with the snacks on the desk for ventilation.

    "... done"

    "... Success... Right..."

    When the smoke clears, the two figures are exposed.

    However, it is much bigger than it is in the memory of its true name.

    "Again, there was no error in the direction of perverting it with psychic powers"

    A beautiful white girl who emerges from the smoke and talks lightly about winning factors.

    Forget the situation and often see it.

    Its appearance was so beautiful that its true name, which is the same sex, was breathtaking.

    Even that day, Yut was working in the office.

    Less than two months after my wedding with Acorn. No change came to his workload, as it did in Valtrude and Alcia.

    It is the ultimate opinion that if you reduce your workload because you are newlywed, there are things the world can and cannot do.

    In addition to normal business these days, we even have work in view of the Verga Crusade. This is a job that only Yut can do, requiring coordination and compromise with various locations.

    Acorns, on the other hand, were the same in the sense of being busy.

    He has a variety of jobs, including Vermilio and theatre related. That''s the only job Acorn can do.

    Still, we have free time at night. Communication between the couple was fine, including Valtrude and Alcia.

    It would not be an exaggeration to say that we are going through a routine without a great deal.

    Not until this moment now.

    "Yut!"

    "Hmm? Who?

    Even when a voice suddenly sounded from behind, Yut never moved into the matter itself. It''s not uncommon for Jonah to come into the room in Teleportation.

    Therefore, what made me uncomfortable was that it sounded familiar. But a voice subtly different from that in memory.

    While concerned about the discomfort, Yut prioritized getting fit. If it''s the usual pattern, Jonah jumps in after this.

    If I was distracted, I''d fall together.

    But today they were different.

    "Ugh."

    Bigger, heavier than I assumed. And a soft feel.

    Suddenly after that, Yut lost his balance. The chair creases up and leans.

    Horizontal.

    (What? What''s happening?

    While showing a wolf that doesn''t seem to be in his heart, Yut unconsciously turns his arm to the target, holding him tight and preparing for impact.

    "Knock."

    Striking his back hard on the floor, his breath leaked.

    Slightly late, the shock also comes from the top. His gut is compressed, but the relief came first that he seems to have succeeded in covering it.

    That''s good. That''s good, but the bulky opponent is the problem.

    "... Yona, right?

    "Of course."

    A beautiful girl who pushed Yut down affirmed with an unusual smile on her face.

    Indeed, there was a shadow of an albino girl on that smile. White hair, skin and red eyes belong to Yona.

    But nothing else had changed him.

    The young and adorable face emits a full-grown adult colored fragrance. High nose muscles, neat nose beams. His sleepy eyes open tightly, and his red eyes sparkle an unbeatable glow on the gem.

    Styling with neat ends and no place to lose it. If you made a mistake in the city, you''ll never have to look back.

    Unexpectedly held limbs are thin but not uncomfortable to hold.

    Jonah''s growing thighs, which are stuck between Yut''s legs, still give her a thin but slight feel.

    The most unusual thing - Yut is still unconscious - is the bispherical sphere he hasn''t hesitated to push.

    It was flat and not seen swelling at all. There, Valtrude naturally did not have to compare. Even that acorn had grown so much that it had outgrown Alcia.

    There''s tension, and then it''s so soft that you don''t think it''s part of the human body. You wouldn''t mind calling it a kind of work of art.

    Yut doesn''t know, but Jonah once declared that "in ten years, we will exceed Alcia".

    Bullshit, you''ll have done it.

    "What do you say?"

    With his hands on Yut''s shoulder and his body off, he''s good at it - only there is a childhood shadow - Yona listening with a look on her face. Just dressed as a horse rider.

    Following that voice, Yut moved his gaze toward Jonah - quickly deviating. I didn''t just take it off. He turns his face aside and is thorough enough to close his eyes all the time.

    "Get out of the way because it''s heavy..."

    "Excuse me."

    "No, no, no. Before that, do you know who you are?

    Jonah leans her neck strangely as she pushes down and leaves her face behind.

    Even if you can''t see, the air must have passed. Despair dominates Yut''s chest.

    (The contents haven''t changed)

    I don''t know how, but it seems to have grown into an adult body. That''s it, I understand.

    I guess that''s why. What flattens a body that grew so splendidly in tears when Arcia sees it, pressing it into clothes that don''t fit the size.

    Yut, having seen it for only a moment, had not, in short, exchanged for it as clothes.

    My legs are almost sticking out, my chest is wide open and not out of hiding. In short, outfits bolder than those swimsuits right there.

    In many ways, it''s in a "bad" state.

    "For now, get dressed. We''ll talk about it later."

    "If you say so, it''s tough"

    "I wish you''d noticed before they told me"

    Yes, it was late.

    Nothing. He was too late.

    "Yona!?"

    "Yona!? Oh, I knew it!

    The office door opens abusively and Arcia and Acorn, who rushed into the room with a push knife, enter the room.

    (Oh...... What an explanation)

    Yuut is being pushed down by Jonah, who turned into a mysterious beauty.

    No matter what excuse you make, you''re in a useless state.

    Despair dominates the bosom of the Great Mage. Once upon a time, any strong enemy - against God - was an emotion I didn''t hold.

    "Jonah, weave this first"

    "Brave man, it''s okay!? You''ve just been pushed down, haven''t you?

    Unfortunately, Yut is worried the other way around, without being blamed at all.

    Treated as if Yut were the victim - the princess of my captivity.

    "That''s it, I''m not convinced."

    Such a voice of protest, unfortunately, did not reach anyone''s ear or heart.

    Thirty minutes after Jonah, who was horseback ridden by Yut, was taken by the hand of Arsia.

    In addition to the usual members, all the parties were in the office.

    "I''m sorry, Sempai..."

    "No way, even Len..."

    First his real name bowed his head, but the words of apology go through Yut''s consciousness.

    So far, the figure of the grown half-elf girl was both shocking and appealing.

    The clothes we prepared in great haste are a young grass-colored piece with no weird philosophy whatsoever. But even now that I''ve grown beautifully, any costume still looks sumptuous in front of my golden hair long enough to wrap my whole body around.

    He is one head lower than Yut, but the more luxurious his hands and feet seem to break the longer he hugs. The goodness of style, even perceived as lacking in realism, highlighted the fairylike.

    But even when it comes to fairies, the implications are different than before.

    If traditionally it was a tribute to the loveliness of a fairy, now Ren is as beautiful as a fairy queen (Titania) by the time she is mysterious.

    Races are fundamentally different from humans.

    It''s an outfit with such obvious facts poked from the front.

    But I can''t just be impressed with beauty. There was a troublesome problem.

    "How did you explain this to your master..."

    Yut, who had a cheekstick on his desk, accidentally speaks of his worries in such a manner.

    Turn him into a master of Yut''s theoretical spells, TURTIONE, Ren''s father.

    My attitude towards my daughter seems seemingly cold, but it''s obvious that I''m drowning - at least for everyone on this scene.

    For better or worse, what reaction do you show? I can''t predict.

    "Brother, I''m sorry..."

    To Yuut, who accidentally thought about it, Len seems sorry. And I apologized with a crying voice.

    "No, because Len isn''t bad"

    "Yes, Yut, sorry."

    Shortly after pushing down Yut, Jonah, who was taken by Arsia and Acorn, was dressed in Arsian clothes.

    Why are you making me wear plain clothes when it seems like I would happily be a dressing doll if I were an acorn.

    That is extremely simple, Valtrude naturally. Even acorn clothes didn''t fit the size of Jonah today.

    So, if it was alusia, it wouldn''t have been a problem.

    "I can afford it on my stomach, but my breasts are tight"

    "... even though I promised, it would have been an instant death if they had told me that in my clothes. Even with a helmet."

    "I don''t know about the helmet, but it''s really complicated..."

    Fortunately, Yut, unaware of such circumstances, scorns Jonah, who is shifting responsibilities.

    "Jonah, reflect a little"

    "Ugh. Sweet only for Ren."

    Jonah, who grew up beautifully, is stubborn as a child against his appearance. No, as an albino girl, I guess I''m just protesting lightly. It can also be said that it is just sweet.

    But now that Jonah was doing that, it just seemed like she was inviting me.

    They look completely different but somehow remind me of Verga.

    Get away from me.

    "No."

    Yut and Yona start pushing questions.

    With it sideways, Valtrude opens his mouth.

    "So, what happened?

    I can''t be a big man to react, but I can''t stay calm.

    Valtroude, of weight, tried to subtly cloud the beauty beyond Jonah''s reach today and bring the story back to the main point.

    "Right."

    The first thing I agreed with was Exile.

    But I won''t say anything more.

    Exiles sitting on the floor don''t stay out of my way... but it looks like they''re going to keep an eye on what happens. Same goes for Larsia, but I guess that''s because it''s going to be funnier to keep quiet.

    I can''t rely on it, but it''s easy to deal with because it won''t bump.

    Out of consciousness about such best friends, Yut asks the real name, which seems to be the most neutral on this occasion, to explain the circumstances.

    Plus, I''ve been busy shaking Jonah off trying to hug her indefensibly.

    "... my real name, please"

    "Okay. But there''s no complicated history."

    While also exchanging supplements from Makina, his real name began explaining.

    To have developed and succeeded in "the magic drug of adulthood" in order to turn Yut around.

    That Jonah disappeared in Teleportation shortly afterwards.

    I didn''t tell him where I was going, but I intuited that it would be under Yut, and that I warned Akane with the spell of Message.

    "Why didn''t you send Yut a message?

    "Because I didn''t think I''d make it"

    "Or so it is."

    Valtrude, who spoke the question, nodded convincingly.

    "Don''t think I did the same thing when I was warned."

    "Right. If I bet too, I''ll go that way."

    As a yut, it was a really unconvincing story, but protests continue from nowhere without precipitation.

    Even so, there''s very little more to talk about.

    "All I had to do was rush to get my master''s clothes ready. I lost everything late."

    "Growing up... No, it''s a growing magic potion"

    After listening, Yut put on an arm and thought.

    In short, it''s an aging spell. Growth and aging are the same phenomena.

    But Yut also had no idea what spell made that possible.

    Before it was improved, ageing seemed to occur due to the side effects of the spell Acceleration (Haste), but naturally it would be irrelevant.

    For the rest, it''s also considered a form of curse, but I don''t think I can control it so that I can only enjoy the benefits.

    "That''s awesome. How did you do that?"

    I asked Jonah with pure interest, but the Albino girl doesn''t look good. Inflate the delicate appearance with dissatisfaction and stick out your lips.

    So now I know what they''re asking for.

    (It makes me lie if it''s after being prompted...)

    With that in mind, Yut speaks frankly.

    "No, yeah. Jonah and Ren are going to be beautiful. Surprised."

    "Brother... honey..."

    "Made you want to get married?

    Jonah eats all the time against Shameful Ren.

    A statement after reading the air, but no lies in the word beautiful. Did that also pass on to Jonah, trying to push her chest and approaching Yut? nature, and Yut was driven toward the wall.

    "That''s not what I''m talking about."

    "Why?"

    "Why..."

    I hang on to say it would still be a child and realize it doesn''t apply to Jonah today.

    But the contents remain the same. Come on, I can''t tell you anything far-fetched.

    "Hate it?"

    "I don''t hate it..."

    Let''s think about it when we grow up mentally.

    I guess that''s what I should say, but I feel dishonest about that too when I get in front of Jonah, who''s physically grown up.

    In the end, Yut asked his wives for help.

    "I see."

    "I can''t affirm it, but you can''t even understand it. That''s the trouble..."

    "What''s wrong?"

    But Yut''s spouses reacted differently.

    Sounds complicated, but never negative.

    Prospects are off, and Yut is caught up mentally and physically.

    "Ha ha."

    Suddenly there, a laugh broke out.

    The Lord of the Voice is Larsia.

    Jonah also stops moving about something and Yut escapes into that gap.

    "Now, I''m the only exclusive patent for child characters!

    "Huh? Did you have competition there or something?"

    It was Yut''s first ear, too.

    "There''s a lot going on. A lot."

    "Hopefully, I didn''t want to know"

    With the light mouths of Yut and Larsia, the air of the place returned to the usual atmosphere.

    Jonah, too, decided that any further pursuit would be counterproductive, jumping away from Yut into Arcia''s chest.

    "Yona......"

    Even though it''s usually taken lightly, it makes me feel better.

    But that was never offensive.

    "... I can''t believe you''re growing up so fast."

    Next to that, Valtrude nods yeah too.

    As an acorn, I had a lot to say, but I swallowed it for now.

    "... so when are we going back to normal?

    "Huh...?

    Jonah is flat, but Ren rushes out awesome.

    I had no idea how long it would last or how to get back.

    "... a spell to break the spell, can''t it be undone"

    "Oh. No way, is that what you mean?

    Against the true name that I meant to do it from the beginning, Machina held in its chest gives a voice of remorse as to why I didn''t notice.

    "It''s a mix of psychic powers, so I can''t do that."

    In the words of Makina, Jonah, the producer, says it like it''s nothing.

    Everyone and he will cease to be complaining about this.

    "Wait, wait, you have to try."

    Of those, the first person to recover was Yut. I might even say it was the most desperate.

    "Brother... use a spell on me..."

    "Leave it to me."

    To Ren, situated alone in the center of the office, Yut casts a nine-page ripping spell from the spell document.

    Magic Dismantling

    This should erase the magic effect unless there is enough opening at the level of the surgeon.

    But that hope turns into disappointment after minutes.

    "I knew it, no..."

    "What is it...?"

    Ninth Staircase vs. Magic Spell. The ultimate means of counteracting spells and magic objects (magic items), whether they are theoretical or divine.

    Nonetheless, as Jonah said, Ren''s figure never went back to normal. A sense of haste and crisis comes to mind, not worry, in a beauty worthy of calling herself the Fairy Queen.

    "Is it permanence or a moment, or is it a spell that is ending the moment the effect you want to heal spells to take effect?

    While continuing to use Magic Sense (Sense Magic), Yut denies his own guess in his mind. I felt some kind of spell working, both from Len and Jonah.

    Still, the effect continues.

    But if you couldn''t disarm it with Magic Dismantling, you''ll have to wait for the duration to end.

    "But I don''t know until sometime..."

    Yut, who ended Magic Sense, shook his head carelessly.

    This "growth" magic drug, I don''t deny it''s very advanced, but in addition it''s too cluttered. Probably a product of coincidence, difficult to reproduce.

    Plus, even if I mixed it up with psychic powers, it was great for Yut.

    Theoretical spells and psychic powers are separate. This is the rule of an unshakeable world. Something that can cause the same phenomenon, but is similar and non-existent.

    Sometimes the psychic (Scion) is rare, and the two rarely meet, and a similar case does not come to mind for Yut.

    I''m going to try to get confirmation from Nice, the black witch, the librarian of the Knowledge God, but expectations are thin.

    The rest is whether or not to try divine liberation... but it was also considered that too effective could interfere with Ren''s exercise of his theoretical spell.

    Yut tells everyone such speculation.

    "Brave man, don''t you even know when it will work?

    "Oh. Maybe we''ll go back to this moment now, maybe a month or a year later..."

    "If it were ten years from now, you wouldn''t know if it would expire."

    To Acorn''s point, Yut had an ambiguous bitterness.

    It also seems that there is no denying the possibility of that happening.

    "In the meantime, follow Jonah and Ren to Arcia Xu and Zhuyin. Then I want to ask my real name. I''ll explain to my master."

    "Mm-hmm. Yut, why am I an excommunicator?"

    "You want Val to prioritize his body..."

    "The right material, Val."

    "Right..."

    Neither did he realize that he had been subtly notified out of combat by Alcia, and Valtrude is convinced.

    In fact, this is the most efficient form.

    "Ugh. It''s not over yet..."

    "Yes, sir. Yona, let''s talk about that."

    Acorn pushes Jonah''s back as she grows up and exits the office. At that time, I closed one eye and signaled towards Yut. Can I believe it?

    (Do I have to believe...)

    What will happen now?

    I can''t help but think about it.

    In the meantime, I tried to catch a breath.

    "Hey, you''re getting fun!

    - A forceful summary of the meadow species (Magner) echoed into a reduced number of people''s office rooms.

    "Yut, can I stay with you?

    "Fine..."

    The day after the disturbance.

    Still, there was Jonah, who had grown beautifully, beside Yut, who could not rest in his stewardship.

    As a yut, surprisingly, keep a moderate distance.

    He brought in his own chair and kept quiet so as not to disturb him, glancing at him from next to Yut, who handles the paperwork, or looking at him on the side.

    I''m curious, but when I do, it seems like I''ve got the calm I deserve for appearance. The outfit was also a calm one, drawing a line with yesterday''s attitude that had been trying to stick.

    (What did Acorn or Arcia blow into you...? No way, you don''t like me when I try to force you to stick around, so make it big and ask for a chance... or something)

    Thinking about it doesn''t change the speed at which you look through the paperwork.

    If I''d known the speculation was correct, I''d have just stopped.

    Acorn and Arcia, who decided it was difficult to block Jonah''s appeal, tried to respond by changing its direction. In the direction of overtaking even that Alcia, refraining from physical contact reminiscent of Verga, and spiritual praise.

    It also prevents accidents in case, and in fact, it is more effective against Yut.

    Initially it wasn''t enough, or Jonah was thinking of pulling it off if she got tired of it, but now she was reviewing Acorn and Arcia.

    Yuut who takes little time to read the paperwork and classify it into several.

    Occasionally, I sign, concerned about how my hands are doing, Yut.

    Unaware of himself, Yuut speaks to himself.

    When indulging in content, Yuut unconsciously hands on his chin.

    Occasionally, I''m aware of Yona, and if it''s nothing, Yut returns to work.

    They''re all yuts that Jonah doesn''t know about.

    Jonah forgot the time and was just watching.

    That''s how, when the coffee Kagra made me - I wasn''t more surprised about Yona than I thought - was gone.

    In unexpected ways, Jonah speaks up.

    "Oh, the calculations are different"

    "Hmm? Where?

    When Yut looked back, he collided with Jonah''s rich... who was embarking on this one, with his chest that he would rather describe as frivolous than frivolous.

    Soft, elastic, huge object.

    He tries to leave in a hurry, but then Yut restrains himself and acts like it''s nothing.

    "Bad, bad"

    "... touch more?

    "Sorry, sorry. So, what''s the difference?

    Shaking off the temptation that would have fallen if it had been an acorn, not a yut, Yut ran his eyes on the paperwork.

    "There."

    "... Indeed. Did I make a mistake when converting copper and silver coins?

    The Clerks raised by Claude Laker are excellent, but not untrue. This hand miscalculation, though rare, existed.

    "Thank you, thank you for your help."

    Derive and modify the correct value in the calculation.

    Watching it with a satisfying face but mouthing what Jonah would be amazed at.

    "I''m not just bored watching, I''ll help"

    "Seriously?

    "Yeah."

    "... Well, let''s just leave it to cashier-related"

    As you can see in one case now, Jonah''s basic intelligence is very high. That''s the only thing comparable to Alcia.

    The fact that such an Albino girl was not directly involved in the territorial management is a matter of motivation, if I put it briefly.

    If that''s been cleared, it''s natural to hire it as an instant force.

    I also thought you''d get bored soon...

    "... over"

    "Good luck with that."

    Should I say surprisingly or what?

    I''ve processed all the assigned documents. To this, Yut can''t hide his surprise either.

    "Good luck tomorrow"

    Besides, he wasn''t motivated yet.

    It''s a delightful miscalculation, but somehow, I also feel a little lonely.

    Tomorrow''s school.

    "Uh."

    "Tomorrow, I have business too."

    "Mm."

    "But, well, I saved you today. Thank God."

    I tried to stroke my head with words of gratitude - in front of Jonah, who had grown completely, I stopped my hand.

    Instead, he opened the wrapping of the chocolate bar he was sneaking at the butler''s desk - which he imported from Earth to tell him not to be an emergency meal, but which was too sweet and the number had not diminished at all - and let Jonah rewind.

    "It''s not what I thought. But delicious."

    Like a child, but undoubtedly an adult Jonah.

    To that gap, Yut had to be confused.

    "Yuuto"

    The next morning, Yut, trying to get out of the castle fortress, stops after receiving a voice from behind him...... without rushing the other way.

    "Sweet"

    But the shadows approaching from behind were faster. Nor shall it be such as a short stride.

    Leaps like a run-range jumper, carving a rhythm for once.

    "And more importantly, you weren''t fast enough."

    The little shadow was a beautiful form and then jumped on Yut''s shoulder.

    "Larsia, are you..."

    Physical ability or skill? I don''t know which one is awesome, but I don''t even feel the weight of the shock on my shoulder. That''s why I couldn''t have been more welcome.

    But where does Larsia blow the wind, such as the gaze of Yut''s condemnation?

    "Look, I thought I was lonely because I couldn''t carry Jonah on my shoulder anymore."

    "Too much extra help."

    Of course, Yut doesn''t feel lonely or anything.

    No, but somewhat grumpy, it makes Larsia look.

    "I mean, if you''re going to, why are you standing on my shoulder? Bending."

    "No. If I really had a shoulder car or something, Jonah would be mad at me."

    "Larsia, I know exactly what you mean."

    That''s where I showed up, Jonah, who was just on her way to school.

    It should be said, after two days, it had not changed since I grew up.

    The girl in the albino, without expression. But he joyfully rushes over to Yut.

    "Hey, don''t do it because you can''t"

    But if it was Jonah listening here, this wouldn''t have happened originally.

    Swinging his chest up and down for help, he jumps up Yut''s back with a three-step jump procedure.

    "Oh, good luck with that."

    Teng himself, who made things easier, jumped down to avoid harm. To Yut, there is no stopping or chasing Larsia.

    Likewise, taking Jonah.

    (This is the second time I''ve seen this pattern. It''s like there''s a sign of growth... no, this is what''s happening because you''re growing)

    Jumping in, albino girls, yut rolling on the ground.

    The shock that struck his back had stuck his breath, pushed him down and his body was compressed.

    "I just... Is Jonah hurt?

    Even in that state, I worry about Jonah first.

    It wasn''t something I could quite do......

    "I can''t solve it"

    "Think about your physique."

    But Jonah was twisting her neck as she crushed Yut. As if the answer to a simple calculation doesn''t fit.

    And what "can''t be solved" for Jonah continued in schools - also in elementary schools.

    When he showed up in the classroom, he was surrounded by classmates and he said, "That''s my sister, she''s grown up!," "Yonayona Wow," and "Yona, beautiful..." I was pleased with the echoes. Nature and self-esteem are filled and immersed in a sense of superiority.

    Meanwhile, Tertione, who had been informed of the situation by Yuto, just glimpsed Jonah for a moment. This is pretty much the same reaction as when you see a grown len.

    "Are there idiots who make it without figuring out how to disarm it"

    That''s all I said in my mouth. When I did the translation, I said, "Well done, but the stuffing is sweet. Be careful from now on". Never, I''m not angry. On the contrary, I was praising you.

    "Yona-boo, get behind me"

    With such a Tertione word, the class begins.

    "Okay."

    Even as Jonah, I was rather where I wanted to be.

    Yona is like going to play in a primary school and hardly ever listens to classes or anything. However, watching a classmate study seriously from a high point of view was slightly different on its own.

    Somehow, my chest squirts.

    Previously, the feeling of superiority squished rapidly.

    That also continued when it was time to take a break and play football.

    Long legs and physical ability to overwhelm the surroundings. Dribble breakthroughs and intense shoots rolled out of it gushed the gallery, but the kids on the same pitch are not a hoard.

    "Sister, I can''t do this."

    "Mmmm......"

    Unanimously, Jonah was made to judge.

    "I can''t solve it"

    Restore your mind, after school.

    I tried to roll out to the city by bike, but the bike for the kids was too small for Jonah today.

    Still would have been able to play...... Jonah says goodbye to her friends to escape. Each one could have been a small thing.

    But Jonah couldn''t stand the discord caused by the unmatched gear.

    "... boring"

    Words leaked from Yona flying in the sky with superpowers.

    No one listened to it.

    When Jonah was building up her dissatisfaction at school, Yut was visiting Len''s magic pharmacy.

    Even so, the store itself is closed. Yut came to find a way to unlock the magic drug of "growth".

    "Smoke. Never heard of it."

    In the back work space, I get a grunt that Yuut, who was scrutinizing various materials and reagents in the face of Len, is at your disposal.

    I was trying to analyze the magic drugs for growth that Jonah and Ren made and get a clue to undo the two of them... but I was stuck with them first hand.

    "Yeah...... Surprised..."

    Even when your body grows, it doesn''t even change the way you talk.

    Still, I mouthed my thoughts more clearly than usual because I was in front of Yut.

    "Probably because of Jonah''s power...? I think it''s thanks to you."

    "Good because, because"

    Len glances at the experimental note as he smiles bitterly at Len covering Jonah.

    Mainly what Ren and his real name were putting together. Japanese and these words were mixed, but the ability to translate allowed me to read them without discomfort.

    Incidentally, the real name for putting that report together is struggling with another report.

    By now, he will be working diligently on a report to be submitted to the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) in his castle chamber.

    I mean, now it''s just you and Yut and Ren.

    But he didn''t look nervous about Yut. Same goes for Ren.

    That''s because I used to do the same thing. Although it was a short time ago, Yut and Ren were both making magic medicine improvements.

    At least, for Ren, a nostalgic and delightful situation. I didn''t have time to feel nervous.

    "After all, is it difficult to disarm the psychic part without doing something about it"

    "I think so..."

    "Damn, Yona..."

    Half the rage is that you just cause trouble. The other half is half inspired that we may have pioneered new areas.

    Even this period, Yut was sweet to Jonah.

    "But other than that, there seems to be a lot of use for smoky magic drugs."

    "Yeah."

    "It won''t be overnight, but I think it''ll be a good research theme."

    "Can I...?

    "The development of new technologies requires kindness as well as competence."

    "Yes...... is it?

    "Oh. In that respect, Ren is the best I know"

    That said, I put my hand on the shoulder of a beautifully grown half-elf girl.

    In fact, there is no more talent than Len in ethics.

    It was different from the direction I wanted, but Yut praises me and Ren breaks his rapport. The fairy smile was a pity that even melted Yut''s fatigue.

    "Hey...... Brother... also, I''d better get back to normal... okay?

    "Right..."

    Sudden change of subject.

    More than that in itself, Yut could not answer the unexpected question from Len, who, unlike Jonah, seemed to want to return.

    Common sense dictates that you should grow up properly. Sudden growth is bound to cause distortion somewhere.

    "Well, I guess Len would be fine"

    With that much thought in mind, the conclusion Yut uttered was the opposite.

    "What...?

    ''Cause they''re not swinging.''

    Growing up, I''m showing confusion, but that''s all.

    Ren himself, he doesn''t seem to have changed.

    Everyone will have a desire for transformation. If the situation was what Len wanted, he wasn''t going to force it.

    "I''ve been doing a lot of research, but if Ren wants to stay put, it''ll help."

    "Yona... what?

    "As it is, it''s too much"

    In contrast to Len, Jonah now has too many physical and spiritual divergences. Now it looked fresh and fun, but not far from broke was visible.

    "But if you let me give you my opinion, don''t think Ren should go back too"

    "What...?

    Don''t you like how this looks right now, Yut?

    Suddenly, anxiety comes to Ren''s chest.

    "I don''t like it, but one of these days I''m going to grow up. There''s no rush. Besides, wouldn''t it be more fun to be that beautiful?

    "Beauty...?

    "You''re beautiful."

    "Really... to?

    "Oh. Surprisingly."

    That''s what Len figured out when he said it from the bottom of his heart.

    A strange relief surrounds her whole body.

    "Oh well... Yes... what..."

    Honestly, I was worried about what they thought.

    It dissolves once and for all, like a flower blooms in the fairy queen''s meshed beauty. No, there''s a blooming smile on my face.

    The servant Yut also stops working and falls in love for the time being.

    "Ten years... twenty years... I don''t know... but... Looking forward to it..."

    Shortly afterwards, Ren''s entire body was wrapped in pale light.

    "Ren!?"

    Yut knocks down the surprise chair and gets up, but Ren smiles and controls it.

    "Just... yeah."

    As the saying goes, the light gradually dwindles. Along with Ren''s appearance.

    In just a few dozen seconds, he returns to the girl, as if he had rewound his time.

    Yut can only watch without knowing what was the trigger. But Ren seemed certain.

    "Go to Jonah... give her... Brother... of... honesty... if I tell you how I feel. I''m sure Jonah will be back..."

    Ren smiled instead, wrapped her whole body in blurry clothes.

    "Boring......"

    It''s the first time it''s been a bunch of twinks.

    Jonah had extra feelings as she floated in the universe with supernatural powers.

    Usually, even dragons are hunting at times like this.

    But I don''t even care about that today, I sleep a lot on the sky.

    Maybe I was hoping.

    "You don''t look funny, Jonah."

    - Yut will come.

    "Stalker?"

    "From the ground, but I can see it floating."

    Damn, blurry as to where he remembers those words, Yut also lays down next to Yona. The evening sky smudged my eyes.

    "... So, what do you say we grow up?

    It wasn''t supposed to be like this.

    Yona''s words, which can also be taken selfish.

    But it was undoubtedly the true meaning of the Albino girl.

    "Adults thought it would be more fun"

    Something good happened. That''s for sure.

    Occasionally, the hot gaze from Yut greatly satisfied Albino''s girl''s self-esteem.

    But yet my skinship with Yut has decreased. rather than being blatantly avoided. I can''t solve it.

    So when I went from this side to the hug, Yut was crushed. Well, this is yut, so I can''t help it.

    There''s a lot more to it, but it''s inconvenient anyway.

    More than anything......

    "When I grew up, I thought Yut would marry me"

    Don''t look at Yut, he puts up so much dissatisfaction.

    I guess I''m obstinate.

    Yut opened his mouth, smiling bitterly that that was not going to change.

    "Apart from marriage, I''m sorry."

    I can''t get married when I''m just an adult dressed up - not to say, Yut uttered words of apology.

    Jonah''s just a kid. That''s for sure.

    However, while treating him as a child, he treated him as a single person in an adventurous setting. It was because of all the strength, but that was the mistake.

    In the process of ending a major adventure and throwing themselves into a new adventure called Territorial Management, the Yuts got married and had a family. Yut and the others moved on.

    Nonetheless, I left Jonah alone because she was a child. I can''t help but be dissatisfied.

    "Sorry, don''t even think about how Jonah feels."

    "... I''m not sure"

    "... right"

    However, this part, Jonah was not conscious either. So it doesn''t make sense to just apologize there.

    "I''ll wait for you."

    Yut twirls his body and stares from the front, making sure it is covered by a grown Jonah.

    My red eyes gave me my gaze back.

    "Ten or several years. Jonah may change her mind, but I''m waiting."

    "Yut......"

    "So you don''t have to rush. You just have to grow up slowly."

    To everyone, to Valtrude, to Arcia, to Acorn. I haven''t talked to anyone.

    But I wasn''t even worried.

    "Yut......"

    Understand the meaning of the word, and Jonah''s red eyes moisturize.

    "Not yet, good for kids"

    Yut gently stroked Jonah''s white hair with a wailing smile.

    Like I did when I was a kid.

    Then, as in Ren''s time, Jonah''s body was wrapped in particles of light.

    The duration of the magic pills that grew Jonah and Ren, until they wanted to.

    The effect is now over.

    "Instead, I''ll get you a yurt when you grow up"

    That''s what I said Yona was, as usual, and as usual, faceless...

    To Yut, he looked like an emotional smile.

    "So the duration was'' til the subject wanted ''"

    Ren and Yona''s growth turmoil resolved, that night.

    In the couple''s bedroom, Yut and his wives were gathered.

    Everyone is wearing nightwear and looks relaxed.

    "Is that what happened?"

    Sitting on a rug on the floor, Arcia puts her finger on her chin and gives her a convincing look. Removing her eyelids, she was closing her eyes and looking back at Jonah.

    Jonah, back in her original size, certainly seemed happy and satisfied.

    Yut''s theory, perhaps, is for sure.

    But the explanation of the yut leaves doubt.

    "So, how did the brave man satisfy Jonah and Ren?

    "Hmm? Why would it be?

    To the pursuit of acorns with eyes set next to Alcia, because she is a pregnant woman - not that - but Valtrude, sitting alone in bed, raises a voice of doubt.

    "Didn''t we both just have the inconvenience outweigh the fun?

    Valtrude et al., logical answer.

    At the same time, it sounds like Valtrude, an innocent answer.

    Besides, neighboring Arcia and Akane look at each other.

    "You can''t beat our Val around here."

    "I guess that''s what attracted Yuto."

    "I don''t know what it is, but don''t light it up."

    I can''t say it''s reputational damage...... but I''m pretty sure it''s about to jump. Everyone is not as rigid as Valtrude.

    Yut therefore chooses silence.

    But even a pheasant that doesn''t ring gets shot when he gets shot.

    "That, then, the brave did something, didn''t it?

    "In No Comments"

    "Heh..."

    The gaze of suspicion concentrates on Yut.

    Honestly, I''m not sure what the trigger was when it came to Len, but Yona is clearer.

    And even for the girl in the albino, I couldn''t speak the secret. If the eyes around you change, healthy growth may be affected.

    "That, should I go through the office?

    "No comment is no comment"

    I''m kidding, but a genuine pursuit from Acorn.

    Still not flickering, Yut repeated the same dialogue.

    Newlyweds gaze bumps into each other in the air.

    "Huh. You don''t have a choice."

    Surprisingly, it was the acorn that broke first.

    "Sort of. If you''re serious about keeping it a secret, it''s a good story to say that it just ran out today. Think about it."

    "... ah"

    I wondered if you had that hand, Pong and I hit your hand Yuu. Honestly, I wasn''t thinking about that hand at all.

    "Yut..."

    "Brave man..."

    From Arcia and Acorn, I can turn my gaze closer to pity than to being abandoned.

    "Maybe I should be honest..."

    "Shouldn''t I say it''s reassuring?

    There''s not always so much time between us. It depends on the person.

    "No, that''s it. Something like this, because the idea of lying and deceiving everyone just didn''t come out in the first place. If the other person is Jii from Vainamarinen, do everything you can to say the right thing. Just candle."

    "Yeah, yeah. That''s great."

    Valtrude nods, as he felt, to Yut, who desperately makes excuses. Arcia holds the eyebrows off her eyelids and is unable to say anything.

    Then, naturally, scratch is the role of acorns.

    "Or are you a couple of similar things? Are you nuts? You''re going to explode?

    "I don''t really feel like Larsia''s about to embark on a powder formulation when I say explosion or something, so can you stop it?

    "Right."

    Now the pursuit of Yut has come to a halt.

    But - it doesn''t mean that it left no harm at all.

    Ten years later, his sons'' first love was dedicated to Jonah, who grew up beautifully - and Yut at this time, such as all of that jade crushing, he never imagined.

 529 Outside Part 3 The Reward for Saving the World

    "This time, I went through a lot of trouble. I''m sorry for what you did."

    "... that? I''m not sleeping, am I? Are you dreaming while you''re awake?

    Eyed at the blonde boy, who suddenly appeared, Yut, first questioned his own sanity.

    This is neither the Palace of Knowledge God nor the Library of Knowledge God on the Pedestal of God. Irreplaceable, Yut''s office.

    And yet, it''s supposed to be. In front of me, there was an avatar of the god of knowledge, Zeras.

    Valtrude is absent to take care of Kate and Yuri. The secretary Kagra is also out of his seat. Yut was working on a request for advice from the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) instead of sending Larsia to Earth.

    For this reason, I am alone with the Minutemen in the office.

    Nor did Dal-Lukash seem to have noticed the emergence of the gods.

    No, not exactly.

    Zeras God wanted one-on-one dialogue. This is why this situation is happening.

    When this happens, we also have to put behind us the request from the Hyung-chul Conference - on the making of textbooks for magic education on Earth.

    "Oh. Sounds like a surprise like the first time. I wish I''d done this sooner."

    "It sounds like a surprise to me."

    "Things have a three-dimensional view."

    "... exactly what I thought wouldn''t show up at the fortress. I''m surprised, yeah."

    Throwing the material on the desk, Yut said unexpectedly from the bottom of his heart.

    Falve''s fortress is the product of a miracle created overnight by the Hellenonian God in response to Valtrude''s wishes. So to speak, it is like the realm of the Hellenonian God (domain), inviolable to other gods.

    That was thoughtful.

    "If I told you that, Helenonia wouldn''t have even shown up here, would she?

    "Yes... And when you say that, you must not live in heaven or visit the world of dust lightly."

    "Ha. Funny joke."

    I don''t even point like Larsia, but the God of Knowledge laughs frankly.

    The blue covenant between the gods of good and evil and the world''s ruin (Brewers), which states that a clause prohibiting intervention on earth is being shaped.

    At its forefront, Yut was stood.

    "Well, this Falve land is becoming an exception. No, because of the presence of Heavenly Grass Braves and Valtrude Istas."

    Either way, I don''t want to.

    "Of course, I didn''t come here for nothing, Heavenly Grass Brave"

    I guess I felt suspicious from my own family - at least, Zeras, the god of knowledge, does not doubt it. The preposition is there, trying to cut the point.

    "You''re not gonna tell me what you''re kidding me about, are you?

    "Of course. God and I can use it separately."

    "¡­ may I help you"

    To the divine body for standing in the middle of the room with a pleasant look on his face, Yut bows his head off the desk.

    There is no point in defying a typhoon-like disaster. It''s just a good idea to bow your head and wait for it to pass.

    "First, let me give you this"

    Zeras God waves his arms unconstructively and Toga''s sleeves shake.

    Then, before Yut''s eyes, a number of accessories emerged.

    At the end of the gold chain, the palms - just about kite and yuri - are connected by round, black metal plates. There were six stars painted white and colorful gems arranged around them.

    Although it is a beautiful accessory to see......

    "This talisman (amulet), I feel a tremendous magic?

    "In the future, it would be troublesome if Tiangrass Warriors'' officials badly served them."

    Good and evil, the gods of the two forces decide, after consultation, to offer, explains Zeras God.

    "Hand it over to your children and next of kin. Prevent calamity, good and evil neutrality, and no longer receive help from any force"

    "You mean the proof that you are our associate..."

    The defeat of the spiral of despair (Reliouria) is apparently of considerable importance.

    Now Yut faces.

    I was usually left alone for a few months to be invited to my dreams right away. That would have been all that matters, the recovery of the gods in frenzy and the fact that man repelled the spiral of despair.

    However, this reward is not a bad one.

    Yut changed his perception.

    I don''t even wish the safety of my children would be ensured. Besides, this is not just a amulet. Apart from the fact that it actually works, it is also an identification note brought about by the gods. In short, it is a testament to my commitment to maintaining the status quo.

    "Reward for repelling the spiral of despair. Thank you, I''ll have it."

    "... hmm? Except that again."

    "Huh?"

    "I wouldn''t have said that."

    "If you say so..."

    Sure, I did.

    "I only give this because I need it"

    "Hey, I don''t know what that means."

    Is there anything yet?

    On the spine, cold sweat flows.

    "You still think it''s not the end?

    "Besides, this time, it''s different than before."

    "Yep..."

    I only have a bad feeling.

    I didn''t want to hear it from you beyond. If this is the case, you should have heard about Rashia''s Ramen Savings. No, that''s not the problem. I don''t like both.

    "Traditionally, each god awarded a reward individually, but then there were evil gods who yelled that they couldn''t dress up."

    "Oh...... Daxtum God..."

    Thanks to the secret of the Daxtum God (Sacramento), I was able to repel the spiral of despair.

    That''s an indisputable fact, but I guess that''s why you feel you''ve been hurt in your pride. And you mean you can''t wait to be taken to the margin of reward for merit?

    (I can''t wait to see this one...)

    On Yut''s face, anxiety appears colorful.

    Really, I get annoyed all the time with my parents and daughters. Is that the reward of winning a big football game?

    "So it was decided that multiple gods would be awarded a" grand reward "involving them."

    "But we decide what''s in it, right?

    "I don''t mind doing it on my own over here, but you wouldn''t like it, would you?

    There is no escape.

    Yut slammed into the executive desk.

    "I couldn''t spot Ray Cruz''s sincerity, so I meant to offset it."

    "- Do you think it will?

    "Right."

    If that''s permissible, Zeras, there''s no way God is going to visit. It seemed like there was no veto.

    "... Speaking of which, is the spiral of despair really doomed?

    "That''s... that''s a hard part"

    Still, to the fundamental question that has arisen, the Knowledge God also thinks slightly.

    "Define it, and it will be."

    "I mean, that it''s not completely doomed?

    "That''s a foreign object that emerged from the outside world. The branches that came this way were cut off, and the trunk was broken. But I can''t say for sure that I''ve pulled out all the roots and burned them all down."

    "I knocked down the helix of despair I visited the Brewers, but there could be a body or a split..."

    "Even if I were there, I wouldn''t be able to show up again before we perish."

    "Subtle there, I hope you don''t mix me up..."

    In the meantime, he doesn''t have to worry.

    I was relieved.

    But there''s no more escape altogether.

    "Nevertheless, it has nothing to do with whether it was completely destroyed or not."

    "Right."

    No, there was no escape from the beginning.

    "In the first place, it''s impossible to refuse a reward from a flourishing god."

    "If it''s not going to be a pain in the ass, I''ll be happy to take it!

    Valtrude, the leader and spouse of Yut, is the Duke of Istas. I mean, there''s a royal family at the top. Getting weirdly mighty, King Alsace doesn''t care, but his surrounding reactions are rare.

    At the end of the day, you can physically shut him up.

    And the neighboring kingdom of the Chronica god.

    From the perspective of a country that is a coalition of divine capitals miraculously subjected to the gods, Falv wants to incorporate these days. No, it had become such a gracious land that majesty could not be preserved without being part of the kingdom of God. In the meantime, Seneca II has a hard time targeting tigers.

    It will be possible to adjust, but it will be easier now.

    "Wouldn''t it be nice to be independent"

    "It''s not goodwill from a ramen shop..."

    It''s part of the Rotosilt kingdom, so it''s free from diplomacy and minimal armament. I didn''t feel like letting that go. Even Valtrude wants the Queen''s throne.

    "Anyway, I can''t refuse this one."

    "Uhm. Now, if it''s something we can enjoy, it''s still good"

    Finally, I spoke the truth, and my meeting with the Knowledge God was over.

    "By the way, it looks like the arrival of Earth''s books has been delayed lately?

    "Uh, I''ll do good."

    So now it''s really time for Zeras God to disappear.

    "I mean..."

    noon of the day.

    Zeras, God''s minute. I called my people right after the gods disappeared, and just 10 minutes later, everyone was in the dining room and conference room.

    "Do I need to be here?

    Shortly after Yut finished explaining, it was Acorn who reacted first. Her abdominal swelling also began to stand out, claiming that she had not fought a spiral of despair.

    But the prospect was lightly blocked.

    "Well, I''m here. I''ll go all the way."

    "Thanks to Mr. Acorn''s activities, we were able to maintain our bond."

    With Larsia being a meaningless word, Arsia holds back Acorn with a clear thank you.

    A world of writings built by the goddess of beauty and art, Riya.

    It trapped a spiral of despair there and kept the effects of the battle with the gods out of reality. Without this, the Yuts wouldn''t have been able to fight with all their might either.

    I don''t know what the negative effects were on the world either.

    In that sense, you may not even be able to say maximum, but you were definitely a meritorious man.

    "That''s right. I wasn''t after you..."

    "I won''t let only acorns get away"

    Cutting it off just here, Jonah seems willing to go to a meeting, too, but no.

    As an Albino girl, I don''t want to be in a conference like this. But that''s not how it works. Arcia pisses me off. Definitely pisses me off.

    Therefore, ask participants other than yourself to give useful opinions and conclude the meeting quickly.

    This is what''s best for you.

    "You can''t say no if Jonah tells you, if Jonah tells you to"

    I didn''t know that was the case, and when I was counted on - and that part wasn''t wrong - Acorn showed a clear motivation.

    "Why, emphasize there. No, I don''t care."

    The lower back of the story was broken, but the content would have been well communicated.

    Having so decided, Yut proceeds with the meeting on behalf of Valtrude, the leader and spouse.

    "So we''ve been forced to bring difficult issues, so let''s work hard to solve them"

    "But... that''s the hard part."

    "Alcia''s right. I don''t want anything anymore."

    Valtrude''s words would not spare the sleigh of arrogance, depending on what she heard, but they were undoubtedly genuine and true to her.

    I have a loved one, a child with a loved one and a companion who loves the same person. What more do you need?

    "Then why don''t you just get paid for it without difficulty?

    "Sure, it''s easy..."

    Surely, it is neither troublesome nor rotten.

    To an opinion that is not exalted but less dangerous, but Yut shakes his neck sideways. That''s a bitter look, not to mention that I won''t struggle with it.

    "That''s good, that''s good. Even money."

    "... when Larsia agrees with the obvious, don''t get anxious"

    "What are you talking about, Larsia?

    euphemistic valtrude and a reluctant yuut.

    In both suspicions, Larsia is unshakeable.

    "''Cause this is the best time ever, right? It''s a grand prize, isn''t it? You''ll never get into a treasure trove."

    "It''s possible...... no, that sounds expensive"

    "If you suck, the entire territory will be filled with gold and silver treasures, won''t it? Treasure Plains, Treasure Plains! Cool!"

    The dining room and conference room were engulfed in silence.

    Possible.

    Everyone thought so. And imagine the sight...... out of the blue.

    "It would be spectacular. Don''t you want to see it?

    Except for Larsia.

    "No, but even just the gods, hey..."

    "Once upon a time, I got tens of thousands of copies of copper coins."

    To the optimistic acorn, Yut begins to speak with an even more bitter look.

    "I had trouble taking it home, ''cause I left it all in the village on my way home from the dungeon."

    If converted to gold coins, just (...) hundreds.

    It''s a waste of time to throw it away, but it''s also a hassle to take it home and exchange it. I thought so and made a donation to a village.

    Surprised, but, well, I walked away to push it halfway because it was out of the way...

    "It''s... the local economy is going to collapse."

    "Oh. That''s what I''m talking about"

    There was also the possibility that villagers would be lazy in their sudden extraordinary income or involved in strange incidents.

    Luckily, they seem to have made it into a village stash, but it turned blue later when I realized it was important (oh and oh).

    "And that means that God could fill the entire territory with gold and silver treasures with such a knoll."

    To Acorn''s words, Yut nodded slowly.

    Especially this time, the gods come true in total. Sure, you can do it.

    "Uh? No?

    "Larsia, so I think it''s good"

    Though Jonah agrees miscellaneously, naturally, it was rejected.

    "Whether you want to take it or not, you''re going to think differently whether it''s personal or useful across the territory."

    If this is not the case, Yut attempts to modify the track.

    It was unlikely to be a decent meeting without at least showing some muscle tracks.

    "Personally, do you get a talisman?

    "Right..."

    "There''s a wedding ring, too."

    "Not yet! I haven''t got it yet!

    Jonah, with the usual faceless expression. But appeal aggressively.

    Indicating the muscular tract did not mean that it would not derail.

    (No, because I don''t even know if I''m out of line without a muscular tract)

    Even though he thinks he''s vain, Yut thinks positively.

    "To be honest, weapons or protective equipment"

    "Well, there it is."

    I have been asked to make a White Knight sword, and I am not dissatisfied with armor or shields. I guess that''s why I didn''t think of it, but Valtrude ate up on Exile''s words.

    "On Larsia''s bow, can Exile''s Spike Flail be new?

    "Nothing. I''m not dissatisfied with the weapon."

    "I wish I had someone to swing at."

    Both Larsia and Exile say things that aren''t ridiculous with their mouths, but the fruit of it, their eyes are glowing and laughing. After all, it seemed like a pleasure for the weapon to become new and stronger.

    "But isn''t it also possible to be an instrument from the evil gods?

    showering cold water there, Alcia pointed out.

    Positionally, I wouldn''t even say Larsia or Exile don''t want to have a god-derived weapon of evil. However, it can be used in front of Valtrude, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Even so, I went back to shaking it out.

    "If the weapon doesn''t work, how about having it modified so you can fly through the castle fort?

    "Larsia, where are we going?

    "Can''t you get Verga to do something about it..."

    "Yeah, when evil gods are involved too..."

    Again, Arcia regrettably denies the solid idea that came out of the Exile.

    I have nothing to say if I can do that, but it''s hard to say realistically.

    "If your personal belongings are difficult, would you like a theater-like facility?

    Next, Acorn lightly raises his hand and gives his opinion.

    "You won''t even stand a corner in a big facility if they make it feel like two pairs."

    "Clock towers in castles, hot springs, graveyards, libraries and training grounds. What else can I get you?

    Alcia''s going to be counting the fingers.

    That was just a fact-checking, but enough to make yuuts and acorns go down.

    There, Jonah breaks in with a flat voice.

    "Robot."

    "... Robot?

    "Build good robots and bad robots and let them fight"

    "Do you want to fight?"

    Anime or game influenced Jonah''s idea, but isn''t it actually bad?

    I found an unexpected thread, and Yut put his thoughts around it.

    "That''s what I''m going to fight for, but I was wondering if you could make a statue of two super giant demon puppets (golems) and activate them when the outside enemy arrives"

    "Is that the Great Demon? Are you a beard? It''s the Big Buddha?

    "I don''t think it''s a bad idea, but it''s going to be the Kingdom of the Chronica."

    "Oh, or"

    Although Acorn''s scratch was silenced, to Arcia''s point, it didn''t either. When it becomes a massive installation about the gods, coordination with the Cronican Divine Kingdom is indispensable.

    "And then the question is, can you really believe that even a defensive robot..."

    "Every week, the enemy doesn''t attack."

    "Tighten the barrier that breaks!

    It''s a premise to crack.

    No, I''m just not saying you''re more of a barrier cracker, is Jonah growing too?

    Valtrude speaks to Yut, who has such a beneficial thought.

    "But pair it or wish one thing in both good and evil gods? Isn''t that the right direction?

    "Yeah, Val''s right. However, you have to add it there and take into account the royal family and neighboring countries..."

    "That''s a pain in the ass."

    Larsia said like any other HR to Yut, who is going to give him the terms.

    "Because of this, he said the conversation was going to go in the right direction"

    "I''m not bad, am I?

    With such interaction between Valtrude and Larsia sidelined, Yut sinks into the sea of thought.

    Good and evil. Satisfy both sides of the gods divided into two forces and not compromise relations with the royal family or the kingdom of the Chronica gods. That''s what we''re looking for.

    Rather than the argument being a dispute¡­, it is a very difficult challenge to satisfy everything, as we have barely moved forward.

    While the Yuts are here, it doesn''t matter.

    But we just had a baby. What, but we don''t think we''re going to have the same power as ourselves. In other words, we should also avoid rewards that would be burdensome in later generations.

    The more I think about it, the more restrictions I get.

    (Well, it was totally better than freehand...)

    It is no different from infinite possibilities, etc. Because of the constraints, one hand in reversal can hit.

    Even when attacked by the remnants of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) at the same time.

    Even when the spiral of despair provoked the gods and their families living in heaven.

    Because I was caught up, there was a path I could choose from.

    This time, it''s just like that.

    (The point is, you can''t complain from anywhere, if it makes you think it''s a problem in itself to give it a little bit out of us. So it''s not like Jonah''s guide doll...)

    Aiming at the bottom of the sea of thought, Yut concentrates even more.

    Larsia and Yona are talking about something but out of consciousness. Words don''t make sense as a lost ocean, as if they were really underwater. It''s like I''m on the verge of sleeping, and my consciousness is about to let go.

    (It''s best to contribute to world peace. But the Verga Empire has been dismantled, and the spiral of despair, if not complete -)

    That''s when the idea floated like a flash of light. No, it appeared.

    Answer shaped in an instant.

    But it is the dialogue with the Zeras God or the presence of acorns. Besides, it was also raised in various opinions exchanged here and now.

    (Prepare a floor that draws on the features of the gods and ask them to give out their treasures too... So accept adventurers and hopefuls...)

    I can.

    As soon as he was so sure, Yut realized that his gaze was poured out by everyone but himself. At some point, the conversation is also broken.

    "... hmm? What''s the matter with you?

    "No, because Yut seemed to be thinking... na"

    Valtrude answers, but somehow he has a bad tooth cut.

    "I say on Val''s behalf, we were all paying attention because Yut was a masterful face"

    "Yes. Funny things are going to happen"

    "Uh."

    "Be gentle, brave man."

    "Mr. Acorn, no. No matter how much Yut, I won''t do anything to burden Mr. Akane right now."

    "That''s great, Yut"

    "I''m going to cry because I''m too trusted."

    But if that''s the case, it''s quick to talk.

    "I thought it would be a good idea to have a labyrinth built on God''s pedestal."

    Everyone twists their necks to abrupt ideas.

    Talk more about your own ideas to such fellow citizens.

    "You seem like the usual brave, well-rounded, unscrupulous man."

    "Uhm. That''s our yuut, great. That''s fantastic."

    The reaction to it was generally within the expectations¡­ rather than indicative.

    Three days later, a new facility was created in a land called the Pedestal of God.

    But in the neighboring city of Falve, there was no particular surprise. That was also because it had been announced in advance, and because on the surface, there existed only a staircase to the basement and a temple covering it.

    It was named the Infinite Labyrinth of Good and Evil.

    A single pillar of God is in charge of one hierarchy, and the obstacles named after that God - traps, monsters, mysteries - are set up in a structure that glorifies God.

    The ¡°ever-winning¡± Hellenonian hierarchy only has one angel whose weapons change from time to time. But everyone who challenged the labyrinth to take a ride with that angel must clear it.

    Breaking through the hierarchy of Ducommerce, the Lord God of Dwarves, requires a chant of sacraments glorifying Ducommerce.

    The hierarchy of evil gods Daxtum is filled with traps full of malice. Meaninglessly placed objects are in fact irrelevant to the offense and the keys to progression are hidden in places that are nothing.

    By way of example, at the end of the day, they say the unknown game is being challenged and the loser continues.

    Which hierarchy appears is random. In case he dies inside the labyrinth, he says he is being resurrected and sent to the graveyard of the adjacent goddess of death and sorcery. Exactly, although it doesn''t seem to have any side effects.

    Each hierarchy also houses treasures prepared by the gods.

    But that''s just the end of the branches compared to its original function.

    Clearing the hierarchy automatically honors the existence of the gods and increases their power. It''s also in the interest of the evil God, but it''s not a problem.

    The amplified force is used only when counteracting a helical presence of despair. Yes, because it was added to the Blue Covenant.

    Stepping through the labyrinth will ensure rewards and security while contributing to world peace.

    Neither the main Rotosilt royal family nor its neighbors, who recognize the Kingdom of God, could complain about this. Also, the gods wouldn''t be silent if they showed a move to take this in or take it away.

    Yut has cleared up a brilliant, difficult question.

    Only one thing, if there''s a problem.

    "He who cannot step through the infinite labyrinth, does not recognize him as my successor"

    Has Valtrude added such training to the House of the Duke of Istas?

 530 Outside Part 4 If Friends Come Better Than Far

    Do Hideo Suzuki and Brave Tengrass have friendships?

    For Hideo Suzuki, that was quite a difficult proposition.

    In the past, it was indeed true. But how about at the moment? It''s not strictly determined by the terms of a friend or anything, and I can only say that it''s just about each person.

    But if you look at reality - it was hard to answer yes with your chest up.

    In the first place, the relationship between Hideo Suzuki and Brave Tengrass itself, less than a year after entering high school.

    Of course, not all the time we spent together, and still, I think we were close at the time. I used to hang out with my friend Shanxi, who was close to me.

    In the sports club system - rather than simply forceful - Yut reinforces Shanxi''s proposal, Hideo Suzuki complains but goes out with him. That was the relationship.

    I intend to do everything I can to help him when he goes missing.

    So when we met again on a summer day about 9 months later, I remember feeling so relieved that my knees were about to collapse.

    Still, my friendship with Heavenly Grass Brave has taken the form of a past.

    Don''t you have a choice?

    It''s good to see you''re safe, but you couldn''t tell me the details. Well, even if it had to stop itself, I left school lightly, and since then, I''ve been out of communication for years.

    It''s not self-defense, but this makes it impossible to maintain friendship.

    There was nothing I would forget because of the impact of returning from missing persons, but among Hideyoshi Suzuki, the Tengrass Brave had become a past existence.

    Just like my former friends (...) who became alienated with their advancement.

    I repeat, it may be flimsy, but I have no choice.

    For this reason, Hideo Suzuki, who stepped into the part-time interview venue, was surprised from the bottom of his heart.

    No, rather than surprised, I didn''t know what that meant.

    Because a friend who just broke up a few years ago - Heavenly Grass Brave - is sitting on the hiring side. Besides, he wore a calmer, more piercing atmosphere than I remember.

    "I''m afraid you''ve done enough on purpose. Tiangrass Honorary Advisor"

    "Yep. Well, it''s work..."

    One apartment is likely to have a large room.

    Office of the Branch Manager of the Far East Branch of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). In a reception space attached to the corner, the two men exchanged greetings.

    On the other hand, a full laugh.

    On the other hand, float the tannic side.

    It was Keigo Kaori, head of the Far East Branch of the Hyung-chul Conference, who prompted the Yuts to sit on the couch looking in a good mood.

    He is a young man dressed naturally in a British branded suit in hair that is all-backed with a hair conditioner.

    I also thought when I first met him, but I don''t think he is very much involved in magic or mystery. It is closer to the image to be introduced even with a slightly magnificent businessman or a new politician full of ambition.

    I''m not here right now, but let Acorn tell me...

    "You''re a character who''s on your side at first, but gets suspicious from the middle and turns out to be a mastermind at the end. Besides, a veteran popular voice actor gives voice, so he finds out he betrays you from the start."

    - That means.

    It is not an assessment of fabrication. Before Yut moved from the Brewers to Earth, it was actually a person review heard.

    Most of all, Acorn is well aware that he was not betrayed, but rather rebelled by a party called Rouge Empress. I guess it''s a joke of hers.

    It just seemed like the acorn appeared to be back for a while and I was happy as a yuut that the period seemed painful.

    With his wife of that weight and a young child, Yut is here on business, and it''s difficult to respond in a good mood.

    All the more so if you think about what will be done during your stay on Earth.

    Know what it''s like to be such a yut,

    "Long time no see, Branch Manager"

    "You look better than anything, Mr. Qin Noh."

    A true name to meet with a slightly stiff look and a fragrance branch manager who doesn''t break the glittering look.

    The difference between the two is not solely due to their status or position.

    To put it briefly, there was nothing but the presence or absence of darkness behind it.

    It fraudulently claims to be in a mistress relationship with Yut - the honorary adviser to the Hyung-chul Council - and sends a fabricated report on that point.

    Regardless of my partner Makina, the original serious real name has to be guilty.

    Moreover, this time, not only Yut, but also his true name, had been called by name. I don''t know if it''s broken, but I can''t help but be vigilant.

    Yut knew that.

    The third - and last - companion, Jonah, wouldn''t care if she knew.

    The Albino girl, who accompanied her as an escort to Earth this time, sat on Yut''s lap, not to mention naturally.

    And this again ignores the fragrance as a matter of course.

    The fragrance, which Jonah didn''t make me look good, stopped moving like a little. I didn''t know how to react. That was also evidence that he was a commonsense man.

    However, because Yut and his real name are flat, the fragrance immediately undoes his expression and sits face to face with Yut. No, then I slipped slightly to the right because Jonah and I met each other from the front.

    All of a sudden it has been a tight meeting, but the Albino girl doesn''t claim to be sweet or that Yut is her own. In that regard, it is not necessary to insist.

    Jonah had not forgotten the previous raids by Rouge Empress and the fact that there had been a traitor close to her.

    I''m going to strengthen myself with Tactical Sites and Force Screens that detect the anomalies around me, and if anything, I''m going to be Yut''s shield.

    Yut, too, is left to do because he knows it. At the same time, I would like you to have a perspective on what you think from the outside.

    Most importantly, Jonah''s life has never been that long.

    "We''re here because of you, so I hope we can talk about something other than the example."

    The unchanging Albino girl was chased out of consciousness, and the Kaori Branch Manager informed the spirit of the meeting.

    My real name next door hardens me slightly, and Yut shrugs his eyebrows in surprise.

    Besides the example - the demonstration of witchcraft, which is the reason for this visit - what else is there? Because I had no idea.

    "Actually, I''d like to talk to you about our ''development'' policy."

    When I heard that, my real name exhaled.

    That was the same for Yut, but the doubt remained as to why it was now.

    "I had previously received a proposal from the Honorary Advisor of Heavenly Grass. I have also considered this, but first, I would like to explain the current situation to you."

    When the head of the fragrance branch said so, several people approached him as if he had been waiting. He has papers, drinks, etc.

    Looks like he decided to replace the secretary he was giving to Rouge Empress with more than one person. Was the previous secretary competent, or was it the result of spreading the risk?

    Either way, it''s hard to be trustworthy.

    Looking at the sight of them leaving materials and such on their desks, Yut thinks that blurry.

    "I''ll limit the story to magicians, but there are two routes to scouting talent for the Hyun-chul conference."

    "Two?"

    "Yes. One is the path to discovering subjects who expressed ''talent'' in childhood"

    She was on that route, too, and the head of the fragrance branch takes a gaze at her real name.

    "Right. I don''t know the details, either, but I was raised in a Hyun-chul conference facility from a very young age."

    "I see."

    In Yut''s perception, there is no such thing as'' talent ''in the theoretical spell - even if there is a disorientation of the individual.

    What exists is the psychic power that Yona deals with.

    And psychic powers and theoretical spells are very similar if only phenomenal.

    "If Heavenly Herbalist''s hypothesis is correct, even if the scouts themselves were right, there would have been errors in their subsequent development"

    In other words, the preschool group, including its true name, could have been spoiled with psychic abilities in subsequent education, not with a theoretical spell.

    But it''s only a possibility yet. I don''t have enough power to change my policy for years.

    "In short, you want me to prove my hypothesis?

    "In short,"

    But what am I supposed to do?

    The question was iced away by the gaze of fragrance, which sees its true name in a meaningful way.

    "If my real name could have used superpowers..."

    "Well, it''s one of the elements that reinforces the theory,"

    In that case, to the extent that the authority of the Japanese branch extends, the fragrance continued to look at changing the method of cultivation.

    That was a limited story to the Japanese branch, but it was also a paradigm shift in the Hyun-chul Conference.

    "Was it the smokescreen that made me demonstrate magic?"

    "That kind of interpretation would be possible."

    Regardless of the word, I admitted the fragrance lightly.

    If we were to change our policy for many years, the opposite of tangible intangibles would be attached. Are you going to camouflage it with the ¡°Honorary Advisor" demonstration?

    They seem to be using it, but it''s mutual.

    Besides, it seems difficult because there is no know-how when it comes to psychic education, but it''s not a bad thing in the long run. If his real name was made to express his psychic abilities under Yona''s guidance, he could also have his real name create a curriculum himself.

    (I see. Did you also call your real name)

    Another question iced off, and Yut secretly appeased.

    No, there''s nothing nasty about it... that''s why it was a problem with fragrance.

    (If you think calmly, it''s strange to hide nothing)

    That''s why we can''t just let something happen.

    I acknowledge Yut''s troubles like that - at least, the Director of the Fragrance Branch proceeds to talk about whether he decided it was a positive consideration.

    "Then it''s another route...... This one is relatively older. We are scouting promising subjects by mixing magical aptitude questions into various exams."

    "Oh...... You know, SPI tests, that kind of thing."

    Of course, I''ve never received a yut, but I know it if it only exists.

    That''s what I should call the Hyun-chul meeting. That hand, it seems, is quite long.

    "Among the candidates, there was him."

    casually.

    However, the resume was placed on the desk at a time when the effects were fully calculated.

    Resume without any change, including my background.

    Jonah on Yut''s lap takes it instead and hands it to Yut.

    When he received it, Yut expressed his gratitude to the Albino girl, while seeming surprised why he bothered to say such a thing.

    But looking at the name and the proof pictures, Yut was struck like he had been hit in the head.

    "Suzuki... Hideo..."

    That was nothing more than a high school friend who has now separated dimensions.

    Hideo Suzuki went on to attend the Department of Architecture at Naruto University by winning the designated school recommendation.

    I wasn''t interested in architecture.

    It is just a result of being attracted to the brand Naruto University.

    I have never regretted that cheap choice, but there is some reflection when it comes to choosing circles.

    In high school, he belonged to the arguments department and was a serious student. They have also won the designated school recommendation, so they should.

    However, since I was invited by a friend I met in college and belonged to SF Research, I also had to put down that sign.

    I haven''t studied SF properly or anything there, and my free time - even on my day off - was just a circle to do mahjong.

    It was so air-dyed, it wasn''t mahjong, and there were trading card games, but the sun started to flatter me for a day.

    Moreover, by even flushing cartoons and the like, which were brought to me by members as its BGM, the pollution on the other side also proceeded.

    And it didn''t take long for Hideo Suzuki, who was a serious student - that''s why - to get stained. Water flows from high to low, and people will have demonstrated, without trying, that they are organisms that escape easily.

    However, Hideyoshi Suzuki himself had some sense of crisis.

    That was because I got a job at the construction company as it was because I was a graduate of the Department of Architecture, I was put to work until I became a borough rag at the building site, and I heard about the experience of a senior who broke his body and quit early.

    Now, he''s training professionally to become a tax accountant at Harrow Work.

    This, from outside the architectural relationship to a tax accountant, is an unintelligible transfer.

    This, moreover, stirred his sense of crisis. No. It''s no longer fear, rather than a sense of crisis.

    That''s when I stumbled across it on a college bulletin board: a call to participate in a certain test.

    Apparently, in addition to the gratuity of 5,000 yen, there will be an intern solicitation depending on the outcome.

    The rewards were attractive, of course, but I''m pretty sure they attracted me to interns. Anyway, I wanted to act to dispel my anxiety about the future.

    I had no idea that would produce the result of an unexpected reunion with an old friend and a nearly unthreaded head after listening to him in the tavern.

    "Oh, what are you doing? He said he got many magic cheats and daughters in different worlds like fantasy. Is that what you''re trying to say?

    Beating more and more glasses with shochu on the table, Hideo Suzuki turns his frigid eyes to Yuut.

    There''s only two of us here.

    Jonah, with her real name, was going for sushi that didn''t go around. Of course, with Yut''s treat.

    "Why are you being accused of sounding rave..."

    Leaning a glass, Yut looks dissatisfied.

    It''s the very thing that was condemned and the taste of beer that was bitter than I thought. It was against both sides. I had quite a mouthful of wine in the Brewers - anything, raw water is dangerous - but I''m still not used to the taste of beer and ale.

    "Well, you''re going to be in hiding! They even showed me magic in front of me, if they talk about it!

    The tavern''s private room - that, too, took the breath of the Hyung-chul meeting - so you don''t have to worry about your surrounding eyes. Even knowing that, Yut accidentally worried about the size of his voice.

    Well, even if they ask, it would be Sekiyama who seems to be talking about games or cartoons.

    It took, and the atmosphere I had toasted celebrating my initial reunion when I started drinking, and the sentiment of drinking among my high school friends, was lost.

    "Something seems to resemble Larsia..."

    It was plain shocking to get the same reaction from a friend who was small and serious in high school - who seems to have changed his glasses to contacts.

    (... that? Thinking about it, Shanxi is more like an Exile old man......?

    A mundane thought.

    But Yut swallowed it up with the rest of the beer.

    It was surprisingly easy to get used to because my friends here and there were alike. That''s too embarrassing to even notice now.

    "So, Heavenly Grass."

    "I''d like you to stop"

    "Because I''m your boss. A boss or something like a heyday employee and a president?

    "Either a consultant...? Doesn''t make much difference."

    Trouble, Yut reached for the grilled chicken.

    After all, the grilled chicken is sauce, and he escapes reality while tearing the lever apart.

    "Well, no, Heavenly Grass. Rumor has it, show me your wives and children."

    "I don''t mind that..."

    I take pictures of everyone on my phone.

    But it was the first time I had ever shown it to anyone else.

    While slightly nervous, I manipulate my phone to choose the most beautifully pictured photo.

    But I can''t choose. Valtrude is all beautiful, the children are all cute, Arcia is all Rin, and Acorn is all attractive.

    I can''t choose.

    "I mean, my story, I believed it"

    "Well, if they show you where the tank will burn black in front of you, you''ll have to believe it."

    As a result, he decided to have it looked at in turn from the oldest photograph and handed his cell phone to Hideo Suzuki.

    Old friends who see pictures as they eat in don''t say anything.

    Suddenly hand-held, Yut remembers the demonstration he did this time.

    It was easy but easy to understand to unleash a spell on the tank prepared by the Hyung-chul Council.

    After double-activating the clown''s realm Sphere of Crown, unleashing the sixth staircase''s theoretical spell, Thunderball Chain (Line Lightning), the tank - not knowing the model or characteristics - fell into inaction.

    It can''t even be total destruction, but it''s just an iron coffin, such as an electric system or a tank whose control system doesn''t work.

    This demonstration was also visited by Hideo Suzuki, who decided to provisionally hire him for the Hyun-chul Conference with his qualities for the spell of science.

    Nevertheless, as a yut, I''m not going to have done a big deal.

    I would have scraped it in minutes if it were Valtrude or Exile, and Larsia would dive inside and disable it.

    The work of this hand must have been most suitable for Jonah and he must have let it disappear without leaving any dust in the Disintegrator.

    However, if that makes you believe in the Brewers, it''s cheap.

    All this time, I could accept that my Earth friends couldn''t say anything. This was an unexpected pleasure for Yut.

    The friend was shaking his cell phone.

    "Too beautiful. You''re too beautiful, you real knight!

    "Mm-hmm. Well, I guess... Val, I''m sorry about the pictures."

    Bad photography means the real thing is good.

    Without having to follow that theory, the photograph fails to reproduce even 10% of Valtrude''s beauty. Interpretation, it''s not even possible with cell phone resolution.

    In short, it is bad that Valtrude is too beautiful.

    "What is this, what is this, what is this? Besides, there are eyelid beauties."

    If you go any further, you''re out of your eyelids.

    "There''s Miki too... I heard the story, but there''s Miki too..."

    "It''s not Miki anymore."

    "Gu-ha."

    It was myself who said I wanted to see the pictures.

    Nonetheless, Hideo Suzuki had already taken a lot of damage.

    A lady knight who looked noble or a monk who seemed a little evil was still better. I''m flattered by the flattery, but the reality is faint. "Yeah. So?," and it was not impossible to strengthen either.

    But then Hideo Suzuki was fatally wounded.

    He belonged at the top of the karst in class, Miki Zhuyin.

    I was reminded of reality when I saw a portrait of her like a maiden in love - no, I actually am. You''re the same age, but you make so much money, that you even have a home.

    I don''t even feel inferior anymore.

    "hahahahaha"

    And then the drunkenness turned all at once.

    "And then the kids are cute..."

    "Isn''t that cute?

    Yut, who had naturally reached for Edamame even when his daughters were praised, suddenly glanced forward.

    Seeing that, Hideo Suzuki says, "Oh, Heavenly Grass is married," and again deplores the difference between him and me.

    "What''s going on in the world?

    "That kind of fluffy question is hard to answer"

    "Speaking of fluffy, don''t you want an omelet that feels fluffy enough to commit to consensus and fix your company''s synergy?

    "Are you drunk..."

    Reflectively, I thought it was a pain in the ass.

    And, one way or another, yuut preferred omelette wrapped in chicken rice with thinly baked eggs.

    "Should I be surprised or jealous? Or should I slay the world?"

    "Do you want me to show some more respect to the literary school?"

    At that time, Hideo Suzuki returned his cell phone to Yut.

    Ghost whispered, "No more."

    Often, flowers blossom in classmate trends, just public discourse, etc. - eventually, I''m back to talking about work (...).

    "Are you sure?

    "I have two months off from college. I can afford it."

    Yut insists on how to cultivate a theoretical spell - to demonstrate that the more you use it in action, the more Hideo Suzuki goes to the Brewers.

    More precisely, it had been decided that it could be deposited under the yut. Of course, after I finish my basic education, I will be looking for my next long vacation.

    I feel like I''m being put on board by the Fragrance Branch Manager, but the fact is that a suitable facility has been created for you. As the personnel to be dispatched there, Yut''s choice of acquaintance would be proof that the Hyun Chul meeting is also concerned.

    "By the way, I was just saying Chelem or something..."

    "Yeah. Harlem with cheats"

    "It''s not like you can cheat on other worlds and gain abilities."

    "... Huh?

    Making teasing noises, the chopsticks that Hideo Suzuki was holding fall off. Together, the medium trout sashimi also fell on the table.

    "Me, I''ve been having a pretty rough time fighting wolves and fighting monsters in an unscrupulous environment, haven''t I?

    "Am I being made to do the same thing in another world?

    "It''s okay, I''ll keep the safety margin right"

    "Oh, yeah."

    I guess I can do that.

    If the future Hideo Suzuki had been on this occasion, he would have beaten himself up with aides in the past, which he had readily accepted.

    The risk of death is low.

    Because who decided that training would be easier?

    A world of blue covenants that differ in dimension from the Earth (Brewers).

    A labyrinth of gods exists in the Duke of Istas, south of its largest human state, the Rotosilt Kingdom.

    Named the Infinite Labyrinth of Good and Evil, there was a structure where a single pillar of God was in charge of each hierarchy and stepping through it would increase the power of the gods.

    "To the extent that the spell is exhausted, retreat is not allowed"

    "What can a magician do with all the spells?"

    "Me too, my mental strength is already..."

    The challengers to the infinite labyrinth of good and evil are managed by the Duke of Istas and are not allowed to break in on their own.

    Still, it was not possible to fully grasp the power, and there were frequent events that prevented even one hierarchy from breaking through.

    This does not achieve the goal of the gods gaining power.

    So the neutral gods set up an exercise hierarchy. All participants changed the way they would not enter the infinite labyrinth of real good and evil if they completed the exercise hierarchy.

    "I can''t believe I want to go home to that extent, sweetie"

    And even today, two new adventurers were pulled by one skilled adventurer, challenging the exercise hierarchy.

    "There''s a knife, there''s staff, there''s a crossbow, there''s a sling. Eat with it and break it."

    "How fucking gay"

    Stone dungeon floors.

    Hideo Suzuki, who threw his limbs out there, is also exhaling rough by throwing an emerald-colored tablet on the ground, which is a curse document.

    Hideo Suzuki, New American Mage (Wizard).

    Makoto Qino is forbidden to use a theoretical spell and is still forced to fight only with unrestrained psychic abilities.

    The two had just battled a bunch of goblins with all their dying power and consumed all their spells and mental power to capture the victory.

    "I don''t want to say much, but I agree with Suzuki"

    "Mr. Qino. Because it''s other people''s behavior, even if you call me Sempai like Heavenly Grass..."

    "- Excuse me. I can''t do that. I''m sorry. I can''t."

    "Why, I''ve been told twice that I can''t..."

    New American sorcerer in further shock.

    But the break was over.

    "Look, now a bunch of wolves are here"

    "Ugh..."

    "In the woods, he was hit by accident. It''s a dungeon, so we can fight from the front. Lucky."

    Skilled adventurer to lead - Yona is more relentless than the exercise hierarchy.

    Force the two of you to stand up with your mindfulness psychic powers and confront your next enemy by force.

    My real name finally understood the true meaning of my friend, Petra, sending herself out with a worrying look on her face.

    "Bullshit. I''ll come back to life even if I die"

    "It''s nice not to even have to collect a ball to make your wish come true!

    No matter, I''m not really going to let you die.

    Surely we can resurrect in the graveyard of the goddess of death and sorcery. But in doing so, physical endurance seems to shred, albeit slightly.

    It is also a great story that it can only be revived, but there must be an obstacle to future training. I was going to intervene on the verge of death.

    "I will raise you to be a first-rate adventurer, as Yut has entrusted you"

    Only, what Yut asked Jonah to do was grow up as a magician or psychic. That''s not necessarily growth and equals as an adventurer......

    Their level up was just the beginning.

 540 Outside Part 6 Welcome to Honeymoon Dungeon (Previous)

    "It feels good, Hot Springs"

    Yut pulled out his whole body, crushing with no one in unintentional condition. Naturally, my body floats in hot water. Flight spells have a different sense of floating.

    The warmth of the water goes hand in hand, causing a distracted voice to appear without suppressing it.

    It just feels good.

    By Exile''s petition, God made the Hot Springs Inn. It should be near Hardenturm, the trading city of Count Istas'' territory, but this open-air bath includes a pure Japanese-style taste.

    When I''m soaking in an open-air bath in the different world Brewers, I don''t know where I am.

    But the comfort of the hot springs is immutable and universal. Water seemed to stain the body where fatigue accumulated in the exercise I had done just before. I feel like the water from the hanging flush washes away all the fatigue.

    It was a yuut immersed in a hot spring from the height of the day, but that degree of luxury should be forgiven.

    Because he defeated the Evil Empress, Verga, who had long reigned in the Brewers of the Other World, and destroyed even Ginny O. Igle, the Unslain Sword Demon of the Demons (Demon Road).

    Plus, I''m in a honeymoon now. I don''t want to expose myself to anyone.

    However, the fatigue Yut is now feeling was not given to him by Verga or the Unslain Swordsman. The person who gave it, right next door, is immersed in the hot springs in an unbridled manner.

    Valtrude Istas. Yut Amaxa''s favorite.

    White skin without any dirt, like fresh snow, despite some burning in the day and naturally. Aside from the stain, the lack of one scratch may be due to divine magic, but given her beauty, it seemed natural.

    On the white-sleeping noodle, his hair is as bright as gold thread. The delicate man who took it softly must have been created by a leading sculptor hanging his whole life.

    Is it caused by hot springs? Or is there some other reason? The cheeks are exhilarating, producing an unspeakable color fragrance. It would be thanks to the miraculous grasp that Yut is not flying right now.

    If you look down slightly, beyond the water, you can see your chest sneaking up and down as you breathe. Then, a quiet hips.

    On the surface you feel like a warrior, but your abs have moderate fat on them and are great for holding.

    And beyond and behind, Yut. Only Yut knows.

    "What''s wrong, Yut?"

    Notice the reluctant gaze - to be precise, I had noticed from the beginning but couldn''t bear it - Valtrude asks.

    It was a frightening yuut for a moment, but I immediately smile and answer.

    "I, I married Val..."

    Thoughts of all things. Then it seemed illuminating, Yut said.

    "Ugh, um. Right. You did, get married."

    Yut - To the straightforward words from her husband, Valtrude turns bright red to the nod.

    When I was an adventurer, I was one of them. After that, the lord and the housekeeper. However, it was nominal and the environment didn''t make a big difference in the relationship even if it changed.

    But when it comes to being a couple, it''s not the story.

    In just a buddy, let alone a boss and a subordinate, you do something you never do. I will. Finally, I did.

    Put that on yourself. Moreover, Valtrude, now known in its progressive form, dives into the water to the area around his mouth without enduring shame.

    When I blink, I get air bubbles and Yut laughs.

    In that reaction Valtrude swelled his cheeks, shrugging hot water with both hands and releasing them with a yut face.

    "Tomorrow''s sword archery will be tougher!

    "If you get tougher than that, you die"

    The cause of the fatigue I''m feeling right now is the archery of that sword.

    If I was known around Larsia, I''d say, "What? Auditorium on my honeymoon? Are you nuts? Are you doing what you''re doing?" And while I''m being exposed, I''m almost worried.

    "I mean, as a Cathedral Knight (Paladin), what do you say?

    "Right. Sorry."

    "Well, a little palm."

    "That''s not what I''m talking about."

    With a grumpy look - still, beauty hasn''t been compromised - Valtrude stares at Yut. Yut also glances into Valtrude''s eyes from the front, more beautiful than the treasure balls.

    I looked at each other - I couldn''t stand it and blew it out at the same time.

    "Yut, I''m happy."

    "I''m sorry. I''m happier. I''m the only one who''s ever gotten such a beautiful daughter-in-law."

    "If you''re going to say that, the only husband I can count on so much is Yut"

    In warm water, the distance between the two shrinks.

    The distance to each other went to zero, the exhalations crossed and even the heartbeat overlapped.

    "I''m so happy... I''m so happy that I''m anxious to stay this way or vice versa"

    "Right...... I think so too."

    Yut touched Valtrude''s well-shaped jaw and lifted it up.

    That''s it, you understand what you''re going to do. Valtrude tries to close his eyes while dyeing his cheeks further......

    "... hmm?

    Valtrude noticed. I''ve noticed.

    "Hey, Yut. There''s an entrance to the dungeon."

    "... what?

    Yut looks back reflexively, and, out of the ordinary.

    An open-air bath that was soaking by itself.

    There was a hole in the center of it, and it was a staircase.

    "What do you say, a dungeon to see?

    "I don''t know why Val seems good at it... but I can''t deny it"

    Diving through the stairs that showed up in the center of the open-air bath, it was an underground cavity there.

    "This is really interesting."

    Valtrude laughs happily as she looks around her face out of the hot water. I''m not interested in who prepared this kind of dungeon... but I seem to be looking forward to what lies ahead.

    With such a slight admiration for his new wife, Yut swims up from the hot spring toward the shore.

    The inside of the dungeon is dark, but I have no problem with it because I use spells that get my dark vision abilities beforehand.

    So Yut could clearly see the gloss of Valtrude rising from the shore.

    Water droplets can play in the monochrome''s sight, leaving supple limbs unmistakably exposed to want to cuddle. Only to Yut, exposed.

    The slightly gaze conscious misalignment was like an old movie star, paired with a monochrome vision.

    In Valtrude''s hands, Yut gave him a sword (White Knight), a swimsuit that was not worthy of match. This bikini I bought when I first transferred to Earth, the top and bottom are aligned in pink and the tops are very cute with frills in three steps.

    Unlike then, I guess the lack of shyness is due to the change in the relationship (...) between the two of us.

    However defenseless it is to challenge the dungeon. Of course, Yut showed some difficulty.

    "With this sword, I''ll try to slash and tear any threat"

    - And if they say with a demon sword in your chest instead of a wedding ring, you can''t cover it up.

    The swimsuit can also be awarded the Magic Protect spell, thus ensuring a minimum of defense. As a yut, I had to convince myself yes.

    In the first place, full body armor is tough to challenge to this dungeon. Anyway, I had to swim this far from the entrance and break in.

    Meanwhile, only a robe showing that Yut is the usual magician of goodness and a bag of infinite storage. Neither wet is a problem, and the Aqua Breezing spell does not interfere with swimming.

    (Well, it''s not like Val would be happy if I were in a swimsuit)

    Yut thinks so while he takes the spell document out of his bag of infinite storage.

    Actually, it''s not, but Yut can''t even think of it.

    "Yut, there''s a path ahead."

    "More like there''s no other way."

    If Larsia was here, she would have asked me to find out if it wasn''t any other hidden passage, but it''s useless in its current state. If this is the end of the line, you can go back and find out.

    The two share their perceptions, even if they do not speak up, and go the only way. Fortunately, they were wide enough to walk side by side. It looks like a natural cave, with swollen ground, walls and stones, and lots of irregularities.

    But Valtrude is naturally, and Yut is well on his feet. Even as a lord, the experience of treading a dungeon beneath the castle of a black demon is not Dada.

    "I wonder if this is a gift"

    "This dungeon?

    "Isn''t it perfect, given our encounter?

    "Is that how you see it..."

    Think of it that way, in the crate at the deepest end of the dungeon: ''The bond between the two who got this far. That''s the real treasure,'' I feel I can forgive it even if it says so.

    It''s true. It''s better than being handed something in trouble.

    - The perception will be overshadowed after this little while.

    Walking for awhile on guard, I went out to the square room. Whether the walls themselves are glowing, dim but without the help of a spell there is no obstacle to moving. It seems to be artificially applied, and I get the impression that it''s as if I''ve gotten inside the dice.

    And in those four corners, there were monsters similar to columns of colour like guts. However, a huge mouth exists on that pillar, making many rope-like tentacles dance flickering.

    "Are you still out?"

    Roper.

    Monsters specialize in simulating in stone asparagus and striking surprises in caves.

    Both Valtrude and Yut have encountered in the past. Monsters that wrap tentacles around victims, take muscle strength, and prey on them. He gets caught, but at the end of the day, he eats and kills his consciousness with no skill to resist the relaxed victims.

    Even skilled adventurers have no life if they are unintentionally struck.

    The original roper should normally have been a closer look to the stone asparagus. But now the relative monster is about five meters in size, more blurry, pink in color and, more importantly, nearly twice the size of a regular roper.

    Is it a naturally occurring subspecies? Or is there some kind of hand on it?

    There is no time to be sure of that, and countless tentacles strike from all four corners.

    "You''re a man who''s true to his instincts!

    With evil, Yut turns himself in. But that was a totally wasted move. It''s not like I couldn''t avoid it. In the first place, Yut wasn''t the target of the attack.

    Tentacles like rope were all headed for Valtrude.

    "Val!"

    Countless tentacles are entwined and preyed upon by the new wife who has just finished her wedding. Valtrude in his swimsuit can''t even resist, and he gets ravaged.

    "You''re after me, thank you"

    Such a future never came.

    When did you pull out the White Knight sword? No, before that, when did you unleash the attack?

    The tentacles of the roper had been retreated at a moment when not even Yut noticed.

    At the same time that Valtrude holds the Horse Sword (White Knight) in his sheath, he rolls or wrecks his tentacles beneath his feet. It was chopped in pieces, as if it were a real rope.

    "Select"

    Only Valtrude can move in this boxy space.

    Faster than the roper moves - yes, you can move with that look - Valtrude storms into the corner. He inflicted a flame on the Horseman Sword (White Knight), slashing and tearing the pink roper in two straight from the front.

    It didn''t take long until the three remaining ropers followed the same end road.

    "That was quite a welcome."

    "Val, avoid it!

    Upon hearing that warning, Valtrude, who was about to go back under Yut, flew back wide.

    "Fireball"

    At the same time, Yut tore three pages off the spell document and let it go to the corner of the ceiling.

    It gathers in hollow and turns into a sphere of flame, striking directly at the mucus monster (Mucus) falling from the ceiling.

    Slime organisms burned with mucus-shaped flesh fell under the feet of Burrito and Valtrude.

    "Yut, thank God. It''s really a big welcome."

    "No, there''s no way Val can handle this."

    The mucus monster (mucus) had also emerged from other corners. No matter which roper he was fighting, he said it was the same thing. A binary overlap encounter. It was quite bad in nature.

    While appropriately eliminating them, Yut thinks about this dungeon.

    Mucus monster (mucus) on the roper. Neither, I wouldn''t say, is common, but it''s not surprising to encounter a monster in a dungeon. Even if that keeps coming at me, I can convince you that would happen.

    But adding to the presence of Valtrude, wearing a bikini, like a summer fairy, the story changes.

    No, you''re not. Precisely, a dungeon that can''t be reached without thin clothes like swimsuits. To add to that existence, yes.

    Furthermore, given the existence of the mastermind of this dungeon, I don''t even think I put it out as a simple threat.

    It will be in the next room that that suspicion turns to certainty.

    When Mucus was wiped out, a new path appeared on the other side of the entrance. Yut stops Valtrude from trying to move on, naturally.

    "Val, are you going to keep going?

    "Hmm? What do you mean?

    I guess I really didn''t get the point. Valtrude, wearing a frilled bikini, stopped properly.

    Even if they just saw the trick, it''s worth stopping. But I didn''t speak up to admire Valtrude''s cuteness.

    "I don''t care what you think, you''re obnoxious."

    "The odd thing is, wasn''t it at the entrance?"

    Unusual for Yut to say anything more now, as teasing, the blue eyes glow like Valtrude''s treasure balls.

    Indeed, the withdrawal at this stage is not a courageous one, aware of the dangers and disadvantages. What can''t be helped but cowardice and slander.

    However, I am aware of your disadvantage as a yut.

    "That''s true. I don''t think it''s going to be a big deal if we move on. Never."

    "That''s why, Yut"

    "... that you can''t leave it the other way around?

    Valtrude also realizes the unnaturalness of this dungeon. I also took it for granted that Yut would be vigilant.

    Therefore, we cannot leave it alone.

    It is my duty as a lord to uncover the secret and ensure its safety. No, that is the life (style) of Valtrude, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "Besides, would you call this the joint work of a couple?

    "I tell you, I don''t normally say"

    To Valtrude, who looked excited and entertained, Yut fried the white flag. If this happens, we''ll just have to hang out.

    "All right. We''re just getting this over with, let''s go, Yut"

    "I get it. If you think about it, you''re going to go out with Val for the rest of your life, so it''s nothing like that."

    "Become, for the rest of your life!? No, you sure do... you do..."

    Valtrude with a slightly smaller voice. Along with such a cute girlfriend, Yut goes for the next room.

    "Well, I hope he''s a more rewarding opponent next"

    "I don''t know if it''s too much for Val to be satisfied with."

    If you suck - no, you don''t have to - it''s the Demons (Demon Road) class. Exactly, I don''t want to interact with someone like that.

    If you''re ready, it''s a different story.

    "That''s not true. I''m not a greedy woman. It''s not like Exile."

    "Uh. Well, you don''t necessarily have a monster coming out. Traps, lava that holds back the way you go."

    "Lava... I don''t know..."

    Valtrude''s walking speed drops slightly. I didn''t even notice that Yut went out of the way, and I put my arms around him. I got nothing from the Arsian divine spell, but it''s only true that I''ve fallen into a pit several times and been baptized by lava.

    "Well, if you''re ready, you''ll figure it out. I''ve never had a strong enemy come out before."

    "At best, I''ll support you."

    "Uhm. I''m counting on you"

    Here, I guess a skilled adventurer is around not asking for treasure.

    When such a newlywed couple went straight down the aisle for about 5 minutes, they reached the next room.

    "This is..."

    "What do you mean...?

    It''s also natural for the two of you to be confused.

    The new room seemed, at first glance, like a bedroom.

    In the centre there is a large bed, a large cabinet and a luxurious but well-made thin cloth decorated with walls and ceilings for relaxation.

    One side of the wall was a huge mirror, making the room look large and spacious. Warm and soft light like indirect lighting lights up the whole room, giving you a different tranquility from the pure light just to drive out the darkness.

    Also, although this is a bedroom, it also seems to have a bathroom in the corner of the corner.

    However, there is rarely anything so luxurious, but it was not unusual, in fact, to have a bedroom in the dungeon...... Depending on the type, there is always room for life in the kind of dungeons that evil-stained humans are rooting for.

    In other words, Valtrude''s perplexity is against the unexpected fact that there may be people here.

    Meanwhile, Yut''s perplexity, that wasn''t all.

    The bed is big and round and I don''t think I''m just going to get some sleep.

    "Oh, yut. The bed''s slowly starting to turn."

    Moreover, when Valtrude approached him inadvertently, he began spinning on his own.

    Side by side with his new wife like a puppy conscious of the ball, Yut opens the cabinet. It wasn''t gold eyes that were there, but a bunch of fancy costumes.

    The lighting is calm but moody, and when this happened, the mirror and bathroom had to doubt other uses.

    Yut has never set foot. Never once, but I know it as knowledge.

    (Isn''t that Loveho!

    Not that the mastermind could be identified, but it must be his or her consideration (...). I don''t know where I got the weird knowledge, and I didn''t even want to know.

    "But it''s a dead end here"

    "I''m not sure what it''s for. It was a dungeon."

    "It wouldn''t have been established as a dungeon"

    "Isn''t that a dungeon in the first place?

    Tired of spinning beds as well, when Valtrude expresses his dissatisfaction as he looks around the room, Yut gets on with it and urges him to retreat. Turn away so you don''t irritate Valtrude.

    "Hmm. Keep the entrance open for such a whim, it won''t be there"

    While acknowledging the correctness of Yut''s words, Valtrude looks like he has plenty of untrained. I couldn''t give up, knocked on the walls and floors beyond the thin cloth and started looking for it to be a hidden door as well.

    An exploration incomparable to that of Larsia, the incumbent, etc.

    I don''t think I''m gonna find anything, but more than that. When you do that in a bikini, you have trouble with the way your eyes work.

    Yut shifts his gaze so he doesn''t look at you...... and now a big mirror goes into his eyes. And Valtrude, who crawled on all fours that were capitalized on there.

    Very supple. A leg that can only be described as superb. It''s silky smooth and makes me want to touch it all the time. No, more than that touch, I was glad that Valtrude embraced me in a hazy way when I was on my feet all the time.

    I''m ashamed, but that thought that accepted me as "if Yut wants it," brought me a hard emotion to replace anything.

    ... to remind me that Yuut sits back on the bed.

    Be alert.

    Suddenly part of the ceiling opened and a pink gas erupted from it.

    "Damn. You activated the trap!

    Valtrude, who was checking the floor, speaks out of remorse. Besides, he was in a bad position and inhaled it decently. If this happens, I don''t have time to correct it anyway.

    "Val, come here!

    I''m inhaling gas decently, but so far no fatal thing has happened. The effect is still unknown, but we need to deal with it now.

    Yut away from bed quickly activates a spell while holding the shoulder of his new wife, who has rushed over.

    "Counter Dispel Against the Curse Demon"

    Counter Dispel, an anti-curse demon that designates the surrounding space as an effect range, rather than designating it as someone or something. Then the gas around the two of us clears up - the gas breaks in as if to fill that void.

    - It''s just as expected. Rather, it has to be this way.

    Then Yut cleaves eight pages from the spell document to create a cube with eight vertices.

    "The Coffin of Reason"

    It would be too one-sided a view that Yut and Valtrude were imprisoned in a cage formed of invisible and impenetrable pure magic.

    An unbroken coffin that locks down enemies can also be an impenetrable fortress that protects itself from external enemies. In fact, pink gases are inhibited by pure magic cages and cannot penetrate the interior.

    A relieved Valtrude crushes herself with a look at the state of it.

    "Oh my God, is this the case without Larsia or Arsia? If it had been for Alcia, it wouldn''t have worked, and if it had been for Larcia, it wouldn''t have happened in the first place."

    "Oh. Sharing roles is important."

    While agreeing from the bottom of his mind, Yut used the spell of appraisal by taking a pair of monoculars from an infinitely stored bag. Now the effect of the gas is discovered. That way, we can take care of it.

    "Roar."

    - I thought Yut was stunned by unexpected appraisal results. This is exactly what I didn''t know two sentences wouldn''t succeed. No, before that, I can''t explain it to Valtrude.

    On my back, sweat blows out more and more. Even when we fought against the Spirit Prince of Fire, Il Canjual and Verga, this did not happen.

    "What''s going on?

    A reaction that lacks calm for yut. Surprised you more than Gus, Valtrude asked.

    "No, um..."

    But I can''t tell you.

    The pink gas was a horny effect - that is, a gas of ecstasy.

    It''s also for women only.

    And so on, I can''t say I''m married. There''s no way I can tell you.

    "Uh... Val...?

    "What? I''m the one who''s listening, right?

    "Or how''s your body?

    "Hmm? If you ask me..."

    When pointed out and noticed, Valtrude closes his eyes as if to check the condition.

    The complexion of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), conceived in arms, was better than usual. It is red and colourful as if you are applying it even in cheeky red.

    Also breathing was slightly rough. Modest but definitely - Yut, confirmed with his hand - his chest is also slowly rising and falling.

    "Yut."

    "Oh, wow."

    Yut replied with a noisy voice as he alternated between his beautiful new wife and a round bed.

    "I want to fight."

    "... what?

    "I don''t care if my body nods and everything just runs"

    "Oh well..."

    Valtrude is healthy everywhere.

    They''re too healthy, and all they can think about is dissipating in a healthy direction.

    No, is this also a gift of the unique will of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin)?

    To Valtrude, who is pushing through for better or worse, Yut tries to send praise - at that moment, his sight was engulfed in darkness.

    to darkness that even a dark-eyed spell cannot foresee.

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 542 April Fool Lie Teaser Wailing of Paleozoic era A.D.2070

    A hover bike runs down the midnight highway.

    From the body of the carbon, which is blacker than darkness, there is a distinctive heavy bass.

    There is no speed limit on unmanned highways. The hydrogen engine hoverbike flowed backwards as the headlamp light became a band of light as painted in the brush.

    "Master, we''ll catch up in 150 seconds."

    "I know...... I do!

    Naruto (Mai Na) responded with further acceleration to the warning of the support AI projected in 3D from the meter panel of the hover bike.

    With the shock that my body is likely to take behind me, the dark hair clumped together on the side tail winds up. Helmets, etc., have blown away somewhere.

    Rather than mourning it, Narcotics That was as much as I wanted to thank you for having my head and body stuck together.

    "Rear, Type: Confirm signs of ghosting (ether) of Aishuair"

    "They''re serious too...... ugh"

    Unconcealable anxiety and awe in a polite tone. And there was frustration lurking.

    Of course, I wasn''t jealous of the look of the support AI - specifically the chest - which is somewhat more stylish than I am.

    That is also evident from the fact that the hoverbike has made another acceleration.

    Not to escape. To accomplish the mission.

    Qin Noh, a third-degree combat magician belonging to the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), was headed to a place where there was one with an important mission.

    Behind it, an ancient creature was imminent, super fast that could not be beat by a hoverbike.

    A black purple torso that moves with a soft, noose, similar to that of an eel. The tip has a round mouth, around which the protrusion protrudes.

    Ten pairs - a total of twenty paws growing feet are moving properly, chasing away hoverbikes over 150 km/h.

    Aishuaia.

    An extinct Cambrian animal, considered the ancestor of clawed animals.

    The monster chasing Narcotics was very similar to that.

    But Aishuair was supposed to be up to about 6 cm long, but going after Narcotic Na (Mai Na) is 100 times better.

    Fossils and fruits should be huge and real.

    Double odd monsters, however, are no longer commonplace for people living (...) now.

    2070 A.D.

    The world had been forced to fight invaders from super ancient times.

    Its beginnings, 20 years ago. Chicago, IL, USA.

    All of a sudden, ancient creatures appeared in large cities inhabited by millions of people. It is also said that a woman called it, but it is officially considered unexplained.

    Later known as the Paleozoic Monster, it''s all more gigantic than the day it was born. Allowance or gradual bait - showed signs of the spread of eating away humans.

    The resurrected ancient creatures, usually not donating weapons, were eventually thought to have been wiped out by nuclear flames, but that was not the end of it.

    Physical (ether) transformation - that is, escaping the flames of the nucleus by becoming only conscious and spiritual. Normally the weapon did not work, for the same reason.

    Therein emerged the Savior''s meeting of Hyung-chul (Danishmend).

    The causal recoil (backlash) also disappears with the emergence of the Paleozoic Monster.

    They kept the mystical lifeblood. They no longer had to stay on the backstage, and use a theoretical spell to repel ancient creatures.

    Since then, he has remained at the forefront of the battle against the resurrected ancient creature - the Paleozoic Monster, which lasted more than 20 years.

    "Type: Confirmation of ghost (ether) of Aishuair"

    "Re-emergence position."

    - Front.

    At the same time as hearing the voice of the support AI, Narcotics reached for the lower back holster.

    To match it, the hover bike stops suddenly so that it can relax. It wasn''t done by Narcotics. Maneuvering authority had already been transferred to support AI.

    Therefore, Narcotics concentrates only on shooting.

    In the hands of Narcotics is Mars Marauder II. An automatic pistol sold by Seattle-based Mars Corp. as a successor to a masterpiece gun marauder. Caliber 9 mm. Number of loads 15. It''s a single action heavy pistol.

    Notably, the wire (wired link) will control the shooting.

    It is directly wired to the connector behind the neck, which has made the idiom ''pull the trigger'' a thing of the past. Triggers by thought control knock the bullet in without a half-month delay.

    Sometimes this moment creates boundaries.

    Specifically, of life and death.

    As the support AI said, the type: Aishuair appeared in front of me.

    The contours shake as if it were a CG, and what is a creepy look is the appearance of a fantastic sight on the back.

    Narcotics Na was looking over the targeting view projecting Aishua into the cyber-eye.

    No fear, no exaltation.

    I''ve done this many times. Just intercept the enemies of humanity.

    "If you want peace, prepare for the battle!

    Along with the chant of the euphemism (Test Word), three 9mm parabellum rounds were thrown out. Muzzle flash brings up a neat look very similar to Narcotics'' grandmother.

    As you can see from the fact that I needed chanting, it''s not just bullets. This special bullet contains scroll ashes and demon sword fragments.

    This works for paleozoic monsters who don''t normally donate weapons.

    That sucks into the oral cavity with protrusions around it - a moment.

    White gel-shaped mucus was spit out of Aishuair''s protrusion, enveloping the bullet. It does not penetrate, and the special bullet falls vainly to the ground with the mucus.

    "Knock."

    A hoverbike backed off at a high speed. This is also autopilot with support AI.

    Narcotics cut the line (wired link) with Mars Marauder II while stopping on a hoverbike with both legs as if he knew he would.

    A masterpiece and a deceitful heavy pistol roll down the highway.

    Instead, Narcotics took it out with a swing of a Japanese knife.

    No matter, it''s not like Dada or insanity.

    Cricala, a melee weapon for anti-Paleozoic monsters, developed by Houkokok Heavy Industries.

    Named after the sword of wisdom that breaks troubles, the Japanese knife was born from the processing of powdered steel and titanium clad metal with magical silver (Mithral).

    Created with modern technology and materials, the paleozoic monster would not have been planned had it not appeared.

    But because of its origins, the blade print is demonic and beautiful. Ironically, when I pursued the sharpness, I even prepared myself for beauty.

    "Makina!"

    "Assault begins."

    For many years - and that''s what I''ve learned since I was born - I don''t need words for the combination I''ve cultivated. A hoverbike surfaces on the spot and fleshes beyond the mucus that swallowed the bullets to the enemies of humanity.

    Type: Aishuair also shakes up and intercepts his legs with long nails. It''s a monster as long as six meters. If you eat it properly, you can''t just put on a narcotics suit that covers your whole body.

    - But.

    "Flaming Sword" Blazing Weapon ""

    Moving around, Narcotics activated the magic.

    Using an instantly activated theoretical spell that does not require a spell document, Criccarat''s body is engulfed in a magical flame.

    The moment Aishuair''s nails touch - a flash.

    In the dark, a trajectory emerges as if the child had waved a handheld fireworks.

    There is no response. The blade just ate into Aishuair''s leg as if it were going to sink into the water, and he slashed it off as it was.

    But that''s not the end of it. The hoverbike lowered his neck and dived straight into the monster''s torso.

    In line with the manipulation of the support AI, Narcotic Nana entrusts herself to the dilated reflex nerve.

    "- I''m coming."

    The semi-mechanical controlled flesh waved its blade overhead without losing balance even on the diseased hoverbike.

    A flash - then, it doesn''t end.

    The Combat Reflex, a reinforcing reflex nerve embedded in her flesh, allows for a triple slash Three Round Burst in one breath.

    Criccarat''s blade feeds into the torso of an ancient creature, and a flame-wrapped sword wields fierceness.

    "Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh"

    It greatly contradicted the bovine body and raised the scream of the severed demon.

    The type who was torso torn apart by additional continuous strikes: Aishuair turned into a particle of light on the spot.

    Hunted.

    I knocked him out.

    Eliminated.

    But we don''t have to pay the price.

    "Ha ha..."

    "Master..."

    "It''s the usual thing. No problem."

    Hover bike slowing down.

    Narcotics smiles forcibly at his pale appearance as he spits and throws away his bloody spit on the highway.

    It also seemed painful to be standing, slowly lowering his back to the seat.

    You can say that the compatibility of cyberwares and biowares with the theoretical spells sucks. The principle is still unknown, but activation of the spell will be significantly more difficult.

    Therefore, the magician (wizard) who housed the cyberware is burnt out (Burnout). Consequently, life (wet) is honored at the Dainishmend Conference, which binds the Mage of the Earth (wizard).

    This is why the disdain of no spell document (bookless), no matter how powerful Narcotics is, is the third level stop.

    Still, Narcotics, that doesn''t shake.

    Because you''re getting results, of course there are. I have faith and pride in my own style of combat.

    But more than anything. My grandmother smiled at me, "You fight like an old mate," she said.

    That''s why Narcotics can keep fighting.

    "Makina, how long does it take to get to your destination"

    "If there''s no jamming, it''s about 20 minutes."

    "Good job, buddy."

    More so than earlier. Smiling, Narcotics. That slowly closes his eyes.

    "But give me a break."

    I''ll take care of it.

    The hoverbike ran through the highway as it cleaved through the dark night.

    However, be as quiet and gentle as possible to keep passengers awake.

    Mandate imposed on Narcotics Na.

    It was the reconnaissance of a magic spot that suddenly appeared.

    Support AI - arrived exactly 20 minutes later, as contracted by Makina. There were other colleagues with the same mandate, but the only one who seemed to arrive was Narcotics.

    Whether or not there will be a succession, it is only God who knows.

    "This is..."

    Narcotics got off the hover bike at the entrance. That looks around.

    Moderately planted trees.

    Bench for breaks.

    Street lights installed at equal intervals.

    A fountain that would have been designed to be a symbol.

    It just looks like a park with no weirdness whatsoever.

    No matter how many cyber-eyes you make observations, the conclusions are the same.

    That''s why it''s unusual.

    A miracle just because a place like this exists in the modern age where this paleozoic monster roams.

    Air pockets as if they were left over from the times.

    "It may not be a mistake, though, to speculate by the Investigation Department that the junction was stretched."

    "I just want to rule out the prediction..."

    He also admitted that Narcotics would be right about Makina''s words.

    So why did the junction suddenly break? In the first place, what is here?

    "Let''s go for that fountain first"

    Along with a hover bike on an automatic cruise (auto cruise), Narcotics begins moving to the center of the park. The footprint is solid and the aftermath of the battle is not felt.

    "Master, be careful."

    "I know."

    A Japanese knife held in one hand - lightly raised Criccarat, Narcotics That responded to Makina.

    Lose as much and arrive at the fountain.

    But I can''t confirm anything abnormal. There was also no response to the cyber-eye dark vision function or infrared vision. It''s just a fountain. It may be an anomaly to say that it is moving late at night that no one has seen......

    "What do you know about Magic Sense Magic?"

    Narcotics, who often looked out at the fountain, reaches for the hover bike as if to regain his mind. I''m trying to retrieve the spell documents that I used because I don''t usually use them.

    "How long have you been here!?"

    "Unknown."

    - At some point, I realized I was surrounded.

    There was an old man poking his wand.

    There was a child who carried a landscape.

    There was a middle-aged man in a suit.

    There was an old woman with a bent back.

    There was a young woman who burned the day she wore a flashy outfit.

    And the look was fundamentally lacking in refinement.

    "This is Akana (Mai), a third-degree combat magician from the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend). This place is under the control of the Hyun-chul Conference."

    - We have confirmed signs of ghost (ether) transformation.

    "Knock..."

    It would be a lie to say I didn''t expect it, but I didn''t want it to happen.

    At the same time that Narcotics sets up Criccarat, the people surrounding him begin to pervert.

    The contours of the body are blurred, twisted, turned, and transformed without distinction between young and old.

    Type: Halkigenia.

    One of the most well-known organisms of the Cambrian period.

    Seven pairs of feet at the bottom of a thin, long body. It has a long spiked thorn at the top. Supposedly it was a meat eater, but now that it has become a paleozoic monster and is in the present world, it devours whether it is a living person or not.

    Type: Shangan Gear.

    An organism very similar to an isoginchuk with more than a dozen tentacles lined up on a cylindrical body.

    Now that he has become a paleozoic monster, he freely floats through the air and preys on food with his tentacles.

    Type: Kerrigmakera.

    There are two pairs of tails, with tentacles and fins for capturing other prey. Eyes don''t exist. The fins also have the ability to walk, supposedly walking beneath the sea.

    It is inherently an aquatic organism, but now that it has become a paleozoic monster, there is no point in such a distinction.

    The Paleozoic Monster, an invader from different worlds, extended its habitat to the rest of the world by possessing humans.

    Hidden in human society, it creates its own colonies, the means of which are unknown but they are even more numerous. An example of a town taken over and devastated after a fierce battle is not good for a hundred.

    "Recommend withdrawal"

    "If you''re going to let me get away with it, I''d love to."

    Current situation surrounded by paleozoic monsters. The stern face of my grandmother''s concession distorts me to an ironic smile.

    Break the siege and escape. Do you want to hold on and wait for backup? The options that can be taken are limited and the possibilities that can be realised are even more limited.

    When I was forced to bet too poorly, and Narcotics was about to self-destruct.

    "This as soon as I woke up? Larsia told me, ''Thanks to your daily deeds! I don''t know what they''re gonna say."

    "... Huh?

    There was no context, and a voice emanated from behind. Suddenly signs of appearance, Narcotics. That can''t hide the upset.

    "Chronos Eyes"

    Moreover, there was no time to ascertain who the Lord of the Voice was, and the theoretical spell was exercised.

    The moment I feel it, Narcotics'' consciousness interrupts.

    The next thing she saw was the appearance of the paleozoic monsters burned down by the fire.

    "What the hell..."

    No, I know. The Lord of the Voice has driven him away. literally in an instant.

    "Are you..."

    Narcotics looks back in horror.

    With the fountain on his back, he wore a white robe and a brunette boy with a spell document in his hand.

    "Long time no see, Professor."

    "... surprised, makina"

    A two-dimensional beautiful girl in 3D footage (holograms), a supporting AI - feeling contradictory but not otherwise expressive - spoke to her intimately before Narcotics.

    "Yes, but it''s just another copy of the original, branched copy."

    "Identity issues? If that''s what you mean, I''m just an original, branched being - a spirit (brunch), too."

    A boy in a white robe shrugged his shoulder in self-derision.

    Are you moaning? Or are you, on the contrary, enjoying this situation? To Narcotics, I couldn''t tell from either.

    Besides, I can''t even be sure.

    Things go on, leaving her behind.

    "Odd Doll, Son-in-law"

    "Odd Doll? You were after me, this development"

    Again, a redhead beauty who suddenly appeared.

    The pitch-black dress that surrounds her looks like a mattress that envelops her white skin. It also contrasts beautifully with deep redheads like fireworks, with brilliant crowns on it.

    Glossy and slutty.

    Slutty and noble.

    Makes the beholder wander, bone him, and wants to beg for obedience himself.

    That was such a woman.

    Despite this, Robe''s boy is flat.

    "If things were going the way they intended, we wouldn''t have met again here."

    "... not at all"

    It''s like we hate each other. Now, the reward of a word that feels familiar.

    "Empress¡­"

    The culprit who brought the Paleozoic Monster into the world. Bringing the world into the vortex of chaos, red-haired woman.

    An evil empress whose existence has not been recognized publicly and has only been spoken of on the back of the world.

    Why, she''s here.

    Why are you exchanging words with the boy who helped you?

    Narcotics, I didn''t understand that as one thing.

    "Stop and reunite with your son-in-law. That it''s worth bringing the mourning of extinct beings into this world."

    "I thought I''d do something, so I left my spirit body (brunch)... sounds like you made it look pretty flashy"

    "Whatever. If it''s a concubine,"

    "Ma, wait!

    So...

    Then it''s as if the Empress unleashed the Paleozoic Monster on Earth to meet Robe''s boy.

    "I don''t..."

    Impossible. Out of track.

    "Ho."

    The Empress''s gaze, which only saw Robe''s boy, was accidentally directed to Narcotics. Narcotics in an overly lewd and luscious stand-up. That is barometric and takes two steps backwards.

    Not a single piece of interest in such a way, but the Empress drops a bomb of words.

    "Daughter, apparently, of the son-in-law."

    "What is it..."

    "But not that abominable Cavalier of the Diocese (Paladin), nor the Blind Virgin, nor the bride of White Son''s little daughter."

    "Is...?

    I mean, this robe boy...... no, this man is his own blood relative.

    So you''re saying that you had your hands on all three women, too?

    Impossible conclusion.

    But Makina affirms it from the side.

    "Of course, Knight Woman (Dim)... not a descendant of Miss Acorn"

    "That''s where you''re gonna say it."

    "Even though your first husband (master) is willing, I have some thoughts. It doesn''t have to be technically the same individual."

    "Heh heh heh. Fine. Actually, fine."

    Before Robe''s boy said anything, the empress laughed sluttily.

    "So, son-in-law. Let''s have a full welcome later."

    "I don''t mind settling in here."

    "That''s too frivolous."

    "... I know."

    Robe''s boy and the empress smile and hit each other in the gaze.

    But that won''t last long either.

    When the red-haired empress smiled as pure as a maiden, she left a kaoru and disappeared.

    What was left was Narcotica, Makina. And the still unnamed robe boy.

    The robe boy speaks to Narcotics as he makes himself a little troubled.

    "Well. I''m sorry, but I don''t know what''s going on either. I want you to tell me a lot about what''s going on in these days."

    "Okay. Let me hit you."

    "... let''s spoil and accept"

    "Oh. That''s right, Professor."

    A dull shock sounded in the park late at night.

    2070 A.D. Age of confusion and sunset.

    Ancient times came back to life in modern times, when the Great Mage (Arch Mage) and the demigod met.

    The world is caught in a vortex of chaos, and the burnt-out sorcerer (wizard) flirts with his destiny.

    No one knows the end of it yet.

 543 Outside Part 7 The Patron Saint of Sleepovers First Story

    Yut Amaxa.

    Now it is also assumed to outnumber the great sage Vainamarinen - although he does not think so at all - the world''s greatest magician (Arc Mage).

    Does peace exist in his life, which is also the house slaughter of the House of the Duke of Istas, to which the miracle of God has condensed?

    In conclusion, it does not exist.

    Even the most recent events have encountered serious incidents in which even leading adventurers have lived a lifetime, such as the maintenance of the infinite labyrinth of good and evil given as a reward for repelling the spiral of despair (Reliouria), the managerial sending of visitors from different worlds (Kurt and Cecil) back to their original worlds, and the visit to Naruto at the invitation of Ray Cruz, who became the new Unslain Sword Demon.

    However, from Yut''s point of view, it''s an annoying option or something.

    He cleans up his job as a housekeeper in the Duke of Istas'' house while he plays his role as husband and father.

    Therefore, I can assure you that there is no peace.

    But that''s a story from the outside. Yut himself, rather, thinks he is blessed. As a mere fact, not as a strength or anything.

    I have friends I trust, wives and children I love.

    Sure, it wouldn''t be peaceful. But that''s not unhappiness and equals. There was also a desire for a routine like a non-irritating day build-up, but there was no dissatisfaction with the present situation.

    "So it doesn''t mean God can come easily?

    "I''m not talking wild. Is this the only way to get out of the team?

    Out of company is when the Zeras God came before - in the story of a reward for defeating the helix of despair (Leliouria)? Think of it, this place called the office, and the situation that suddenly appeared, as a living copy of that time.

    The situation where there is no Valtrude or Cagra and only Yut must also be the one aimed at.

    "Or are you going to kick this one out because you''re busy..."

    Isn''t it strange that God allows you to look like a boy and condemn you alone?

    Suddenly emerged Truss-Sink, God''s spousal goddess of death and witchcraft, swells and protests his young face.

    The trick is childish, but I can''t even say it doesn''t look good on me. The throne, made of flowers produced at the same time as its emergence, also deserved a goddess of death and sorcery who looked like a girl.

    Nevertheless, Yut''s preference is standard, so he was never relieved of his appearance.

    "You can''t kick him out, can you?

    "Well, it''s a funny story about God taking into account people''s conveniences."

    "No, that''s not what I meant. In the first place, if you want to name God, give him prophecies, trusts, omens, etc."

    God, who only looks like a toddler in a pitch-black toga, this time only makes sense if he doesn''t know what he''s talking about. Really adorable, but I''m not talking about that dimension.

    In the first place, there must be angels and sub-gods in heaven. Because God doesn''t go out on his own, he has uses and servants. Is it okay for God himself to make that existence?

    No, it''s not good.

    "What. Isn''t it manipulative for someone you''re close to?"

    "No, totally -"

    - Before I said it was someone else... Truss-Sink God has interrupted me.

    "He''s the husband of my beloved daughter, and he''s not the loved one''s family. It can''t be someone else."

    "... Yes"

    I want it to be clear if you are my buddy or my aunt... the idea came to me, but I didn''t put it in my mouth. "In both! I felt like it was going to end when they said," and it doesn''t make sense to make any objections when it does.

    Nevertheless, I can''t grasp the distance from Truss-Sink God.

    Yut sighs inside wondering what''s going on.

    Previously, we drew a clear line. Respect does not obey. That was the stance.

    But as the goddess of death and sorcery herself said, she has a benevolence that she took care of when she married Alcia. Rather, since doing something amicable, the couple gods of Zeras and Truss-Sink had become strangely cheerful.

    When handled softly, it is difficult to reject either unilaterally.

    In addition, during his adventurous years, he also owed a great deal of help to him in his Alusian spell-borne divinity.

    Overall, I couldn''t chase him back to evil, whether it was possible or not.

    "So, what are you doing here today?

    If you can''t kick me out, you just have to ask me to go home voluntarily.

    Having so decided, Yut asked the real question in a way that made him feel like entering a tiger hole.

    "Let''s not rush it. I''m sure they appreciate this."

    "Thank you? The gods?

    The first thing that came to mind was the helix of despair (Leliouria), but not to mention each other.

    If I get busted like that, I can''t even raise a baby. So it was also for our own good that we defeated that one.

    Besides, the spiral of despair (Reliouria) has been completed with a reward.

    But other than that, I don''t remember being thanked by the gods.

    To Yut, who makes him wonder, the Truss-Sink God, sitting on the throne of the flower, points out calmly.

    "Appreciation is a reward."

    "... there''s an infinite labyrinth of good and evil?

    An infinite labyrinth of good and evil that is structured to glorify nature and the God on its floor in order to complete the dungeon.

    But the power gained there is to be turned to savings - dealing with beings like the helix of despair (Leliouria).

    I didn''t think it was in the direct interest.

    "Maybe you made a dungeon and were comforted with boredom or something?

    "But then again, I knew I could turn my faith."

    So once I hear the words, I smile a pranky smile at my young looks. And the goddess of death and sorcery opens her mouth again.

    "After all, God can''t exist without men."

    "No, I poked the truth about such a world! I don''t care if you look like that."

    Respect for God does not lead you to believe, Yuut. That respect is also directed more towards individual strength and deeds than towards the existence of God. For this reason, there is one phenomenon that makes faith powerful today.

    "What do you mean, you can empathize in a while?"

    "I can''t imagine that situation... I mean, how long is the gods''" awhile "?"

    A truth-sink god looking at the confused yut even more interesting.

    It won''t be until Yut knows what that smile means until it''s all over.

    The goddess of death and witchcraft, who is not going to give an explanation at this stage, rightly dwelt on the throne of colorful flowers.

    "Well, he just wanted you to know about the present. There''s something else going on."

    "I''ll listen."

    Yut also stretched his spine...

    "I wonder if my beloved daughter has been left alone?

    "It was a terrible proposition!

    - I got up with the momentum to kick down the chair.

    Indeed, there are aspects that I cannot help but think so, because it is a peculiar environment of having three wives. But as a yut, I seriously love all three of them. At least, I''m going to.

    Whatever Valtrude or Arcia or Acorn tells you about it, there is no such thing as a muscle to be told by others.

    "This is not a sign of disrespect. Let''s apologize."

    "No well...... I know you''re not serious... I''ve said too much."

    Reflecting that it was too intense, Yut also gets the spear.

    But it should be taken for granted, that was not the end of it.

    "But isn''t there only one, slightly given a child? Isn''t this a big deal?

    "That''s for both of us to talk to... Really, literally family planning...... why are you trying to explain that, me!

    Whether we''re friends or aunts, I don''t want to do that to others. It is rare for yut, to expose emotions and reject...... but.

    Of course, it''s not a truth-sink god to pull with that degree of sword screen.

    "So I''m here to give you an environment where you can focus on making kids."

    "Knock."

    Words like Larsia''s face naughty...... I managed to keep pushing them with criticism. That''s just too much to say. "Huh? What do you mean, faces like me say too much?" I feel like Larsia is saying, "but it would be an illusion. In the first place, he said," Is that what this is about? "I can only answer that.

    "That, well, I thought it was time..."

    Kate and Yuri grew up fast and the pregnant acorns are doing well. I don''t have to think that the status quo will be maintained until Acorn''s birth, if possible, but there was also a sense of crisis that if I did so, I would miss the timing.

    Nevertheless, there is nothing I can do about all this because it is a gift. No, I have the means to do this, but that''s like shooting a missile into a kid''s fight.

    Though Tyrone God, who gave him the means, would be glad to slap his hands.

    "There''s a deserted island somewhere. I want you to go there alone with my dear daughter."

    "Unmanned islands......"

    If Yut and Alusia have no problem with what kind of environment that deserted island would be.

    The question is, why are you letting me go to that place?

    To Yut''s silent question, the Goddess of Death and Magic answers with a grumpy voice and expression.

    "A difficult environment, the bond between the two deepening each time we overcome it, and only the two of us at night...... What do you say? Would it be fascinating?

    "How about that, at an event we should do before we get married?

    "There, you should feel like a lover."

    "I suddenly lose my motivation, can you stop it?

    Exactly, it wouldn''t have really been a throw.

    I mean, whether you''re alone with Alcia or not, it''s pre-construction. I want you to do something on a deserted island. Or is there something you want me to do?

    Yut understands that.

    But the Goddess of Death and Magic neither affirms nor denies Yut''s speculation.

    Instead, I say it like I''m talking to myself looking a little further.

    "Let''s talk a little serious. Kids make it when they can."

    "Well, I guess so..."

    Naturally, if you say so.

    I don''t know what the sincerity is, and Yut''s reaction becomes ambiguous.

    "If you think you can do it at any time, you''ll be like these people."

    Truss-Sink God advises such a yuut with a slightly bitter grin.

    "Speaking of which..."

    The Zeras and Trus-Sink gods are husband and wife gods, but I don''t know about that child by oligarchy. Does it exist, or...?

    Thinking of it that way, I felt like I could see how Truss-Sink God cared about Alcia.

    When that happens, I can''t even take the advice down.

    "I understand, though. I''m also concerned about the state of Zhuyin, so let me talk to my family."

    "There are no health problems. Anyway, I don''t think Liya''s ready to back it up."

    "Can I believe that..."

    During my honeymoon with Acorn, Liya, the goddess of beauty and art, accompanied me as a photographer.

    Not that I don''t trust you, but if I try too hard, I feel like I''m going to be empty. Hopefully, I''d appreciate it if you could keep an eye on me from the distant sky.

    "Besides, this time with this power, it won''t take much time here."

    "Then... what about here?

    In disturbing words, gratitude to the goddess of death and sorcery that was in Yut disappeared.

    Okay, so we''re sending him to the area in three days.

    When I told him so unilaterally, Truss-Sink God''s figure could also disappear.

    The throne is dismantled and only the petals remain on the spot.

    The rich incense wraps around the office, and in an instant, stress and other things disappear.

    Still, I need to call Kagra and get him cleaned up. If I do it myself, the other way around, Yut accidentally escapes reality......

    "In short, didn''t parents who were worried about not having kids just come to give you a childmaking trip!

    I realized the fact that there was nothing I could do about it in a double sense, and I accidentally screamed.

    Besides, I can''t help it because that parent is God.

    "This guy... How did you explain it to Alcia..."

    Of course, the part about what to do with a child can be omitted.

    "But if I hadn''t told you, I would ordinarily give you a trust"

    Do you like what my husband tells me?

    Is it good to be told by a believing God?

    Yut was annoyed by a grid like a literary maniac.

 544 Outside Part 7 The Patron Saint of Sleepovers II

    "That happened... That was tough."

    "I''m glad you''re working, but why do you wear your eyelids?

    In the end, Yut immediately went to see Arcia. Alusia welcomes the unprecedented visit of Yut in her own office in the Temple of Truss-Sink.

    In a rare situation, Arcia made tea with no heart or pleasure... but what she heard while drinking it was beyond imagination.

    "Of course, because we have to talk about what we have to decide."

    "... uh. Am I? Am I?

    By the measure of Truss-Sink God, we go to a deserted island alone.

    It''s impossible to talk like that without an eyelid.

    To Alcia, who claims otherwise, Yut voluntarily renounced his objections.

    Alcia, who has spent the whole time wearing a crimson eyelid, has a verse that she feels is an embarrassing act to expose. Even now, it should be noted.

    Given the history, it''s like taking your clothes off in front of the public... and I can''t even defend it.

    I can''t even do it, but when I put it into action openly, I feel embarrassed the other way around. But Yut still doesn''t say anything.

    This, too, couple. No, it is the wisdom of family circles.

    Even if you''re more embarrassed and bold at night when you''re alone.

    "In the meantime, I think it''s going to be hard to say no or no to a deserted island."

    "Right..."

    Consideration has been given not to become prolonged absences, and a moratorium of three days has been granted.

    Honestly, it''s so sweet compared to the impossible challenges I''ve been doing that I''m going to turn my suspicious eyes the other way around.

    "Well, I''m just wondering if I''m honest about feeling the back under these conditions,"

    Come to think of it, it was a common sense story. No, in common sense, no matter how many days I can afford, I can''t be sent to a deserted island.

    "Let''s thank the gods for their care"

    Ultimately, that''s how Alcia summed it up.

    To the faithful words of devout God, Yut agrees with bitter laughter.

    "Then we have a few things to do"

    Where a major policy had been set, the story moved to a practical level.

    Sinking his body deep into the sofa, which is also in the office of Alcia, Yut sums up his thoughts as he sips his tea looking at the face of his beloved wife.

    "First, be honest with everyone or not"

    "... I don''t know what that means?

    Originally, it would be because I didn''t have the option to lie or deceive myself. Slowly returning the teacup, Arcia says, in a slightly blameworthy tone.

    "Me and Yut are given a quest from the Truss-Sink God to explore a deserted island. Nothing. I don''t think we need to keep it a secret."

    "If you''re just going to explore a deserted island, you don''t have to confine yourself to us."

    But I guess the objection was assumed. Yut mouths the simulation results without panic at all.

    "Larsia can''t let go if she''s going to explore unknown lands. Considering that there may be dangerous monsters, the old man of Exile can count on you too"

    "... What about Yona?

    "Considering the preservation of the environment, I''d step on two legs."

    And Valtrude joins the same group as Jonah because she has parenting.

    Never, it doesn''t mean that Jonah and I act the same. It doesn''t mean it''s the same.

    "Besides, I don''t really want to imagine, but even Jii from Vainamarinen is a (...) member who can use it"

    "With the right material, only the two of us dared be chosen. I could get an extra glimpse of that. Is that what you''re trying to say?

    Yut didn''t say anything, just sipped tea.

    More eloquently than anything else, it affirms the words of Arsia. And if you open your mouth, you have to admit that ''extra reckoning'' is almost true.

    It''s really good to have a crimson eyelid on.

    Alcia thinks so from the bottom of her heart. I want to applaud my judgment.

    If I hadn''t worn it, I''d blush, wolf... Alternatively, an event might have occurred in which certain aspects of going to uninhabited islands would no longer be necessary.

    "Uh... I mean, there''s also the option to avoid the part called deserted islands and just tell them they''ll be gone for a while, right?

    "Yeah. Larsia''s gonna say a lot, and Jonah''s gonna be there, but if you say God''s involved, it''s gonna convince you eventually."

    "... that means you wanted to do the sorting first because you would think I didn''t want to throw up lies?

    "No, that''s not all."

    Yut unequivocally denied that he didn''t want to do anything gracious.

    You could try to make yourself look a little better, but not at all. In that attitude, Arcia smiles, "Sounds like you''re Yut..."

    Some of the things I wanted you to say for yourself, but what makes someone you like seem like someone you like, it was more attractive.

    "If you keep it a secret, you won''t be ready to go to a deserted island."

    "Sure, just more elements to be taken into account."

    I didn''t think that far, Arcia says, thinking of the face of the meadow race (Magner).

    "Really, Yuto is a professional against Larsia."

    "I wonder if I''m the only one who''s suffered the most from Larsia."

    "Think positively. Without you, the spearhead could be headed for Val."

    "If you think about it... well... no. What do you think?

    If you think you''re going to stand on the arrow in place of your wife, you''re going to be in a role that you can''t do on adventure... but honestly, I wasn''t happy.

    "As Alcia said earlier, you think it''s doubtful in itself that you have a prep period"

    "What does that mean? Actually, you think they''ll summon you sooner?

    "No, I''m not. We need to get ready. ''Cause we could mostly get through with a spell, right?

    Alcia thinks that''s just overconfident.

    I don''t know what a deserted island looks like. Prepare your magic equipment (magic items) well¡­ it would have been better to go there and deal with it with spells.

    No, you''re not. This is a party between the Mage (Wizard) and the Priest (Priest). Even if a troublesome monster attacks me......

    "The Steel Demon Doll Invitational, Cole Iron Golem, and Summons: The Great Spirit, Sammon Elder Elemental."

    In addition, the worst case scenario is "Moving Moments (Teleport)".

    I appreciate that we have a prep period, but it doesn''t look like we''ll ever need it.

    "Maybe the spell won''t work on that deserted island? So, to make sure you''re ready?

    "I don''t know, but I was wondering if I should be ready. As far as I''m concerned, let me think so. Actually, I think it''s more likely..."

    Either way, it looks like we need to be well prepared.

    When that happened, it seemed better to tell Straight about the situation and get him to work with us.

    Arcia feels that the debate is becoming Yut''s supposed flow.

    Then you can conclude from the beginning, but the Great Mage (Arch Mage) prefers to talk muscularly.

    Trying to reduce the amount of consciousness even over time seemed really yuut.

    "It''s certainly troublesome that the spell might not work. But then I wonder why you chose me and Yuto..."

    "Yes, so there''s still the possibility that Truss-Sink God said pre-construction..."

    "Jianmae..."

    The Goddess of Death and Magic mediation, worried that only Arcia could have children.

    He dared point out the part he was avoiding, and Arcia clasped her mouth. I''m unconsciously stroking a cave pearl (Cave Pearl) wedding ring, so Yut also knows what I''m thinking.

    Pursue your shy wife or not.

    Just a little lost, Yut eventually decided to move on with a strange face.

    "I guess, though, it''s unlikely"

    "Right. That''s right."

    Relieved, but a little unfortunate.

    Hearing Arcia''s response, which was so emotional and a little quicker, Yut regrets his own decision. But even if the Great Mage of Nature (Arch Mage) can stop time, he can''t - so far - until he rewinds it.

    Cough lightly, then Yut says why they were chosen.

    "So I think you may not have been chosen for your simple ability to fight or spell,"

    "What else could it be?

    "Intelligence and bargaining power, I guess"

    I see, Arcia nodded unexpectedly.

    Sure, I never thought about that point of view.

    And in that perspective, I also don''t think there''s more to it than myself and Yut.

    "But negotiate on a deserted island?

    "I guess there''s plenty more to it than that, even if there aren''t people"

    "Maybe we should have discussed the definition of a deserted island first."

    But I don''t know if Truss-Sink God responded to that discussion. Besides, if you can talk about it, you''re going to have to talk about it in advance.

    "Be well prepared. Behavior is ad hoc."

    "Yeah. Actually, he sounds like an adventurer"

    Once upon a time - I remember when we first met, and they both smiled at the same time. At that time, I hadn''t imagined such a relationship.

    That''s what makes me so happy now. Life is, strange and wonderful.

    I guess that''s why.

    Be well prepared. Actions are ad hoc. And at the end of the day, it goes on with a force push, but neither of us spoke of it.

    "Yuto. Alcia and I are going on a child making trip, is that true?

    "Yeah. But we''re just looking down. Next, I''m asking you to take Larsia and Ritna and Queen Elizabeth."

    "Guha."

    "Let me cut the meat and break the bones."

    "Old man''s meat doesn''t seem to cut to me."

    "I''m also a strong enemy that I can''t defeat if I''m not discussing it."

    "That positive-"

    "- You want to apprentice?

    "... no, let''s stop it. No more is bad for educating children"

    "What were you going to say!?"

    I only told Valtrude and Acorn yet, but I think I heard it from one of them. A meadow race (Magner) and a rock giant (Jarloot) came into Yut''s magic equipment workshop.

    It''s a pretty messy room, but there''s no stomping or collapsing anything. That''s just the way it is.

    "Well, that''s why I brought something useful on a deserted island."

    "Something like this, I''m starting to feel like I should make a device that has holes in the floor with one button or something.

    Larsia can''t even respond to Yut''s impatience. However, I have a little trouble because if they install a trap like that, it must fall in the nori.

    As such, Larsia put her hands in an infinitely stored bag and moved the contents to the workbench.

    "First of all, it makes you feel good about alcohol."

    "Oh."

    "And what a good atmosphere incense"

    "... so?

    "Then, ointment that works well on the hips and stuff"

    It''s the end of the line.

    "If you let me take extra care of you, there''s no one on the right side of the meadow race."

    "It''s a hell of a race."

    and while Yut and Larsia are twisted, Exile puts liquor and incense in Yut''s infinite storage bag. Why, no questions asked.

    "Old man is strong, that''s rare."

    "Over there, I don''t know what''s going to help. But Yut would be unhappy with Larsia''s help, so I decided to force him to hold it."

    "I see. Then don''t be an old man of Exile, not Larsia, the one to thank. Genius."

    "Don''t praise me too much"

    "Hey, my treatment isn''t terrible!? Well, I brought something useful too!

    I can''t wait for the intent of mild harassment to be taken backwards and my achievements stolen.

    Do a decent magic set (magic item) and take it out in a good mood.

    Endless water splash "Endless Jug Tank".

    It looks similar to a beer server but can create up to 100 litres of clean water per day.

    Swan Clay Pawn (Swan Token).

    A pawn imitating a swan, but when floated in water, it deforms into a boat that can ride up to five people. It also automatically moves at a constant speed without having to row oars.

    Absorbent sponge.

    Contrary to the endless water splash Endless Jug Tank, you can suck up about one small pond serving of liquid only once a day.

    In addition, the inhaled liquid can be released with one word (test word).

    Camping Pop-up Book, an impromptu campsite.

    The so-called flying picture book depicts several types of camp. If any page is opened and the word (test word) is uttered, the same camp is materialized as it is.

    From mere tents and incendiaries, large camps can also be materialized that allow dozens of people to camp.

    "When were you buying these little things?"

    "Well, it''s like a hobby. I only have a few hundred pieces of gold on my own."

    When you convert hundreds of gold coins to the monetary value of the planet, you can buy one car. Quite out of common sense at the time I was effortlessly purchasing it, but no one cared or pointed it out.

    "From me, it''s him."

    "Ooh."

    The workbench snaps and deflects heavily.

    "... meat?

    "Oh, it''s a goat"

    That was a whole bunch of goat branches smoked.

    By violent, overwhelming meat.

    "It''s a little bit easier to cut it apart than eat it"

    At the end of the day, even Larsia makes a common sense point about the excess volume.

    "No, because this is how much you eat in one go. It would be more bothersome to subdivide it."

    "Ah. You eat with me on a tribal basis"

    It''s not like the Rock Titans (Jarloot) don''t have the concept of exclusive property, but I guess there''s a strong sense that these prey belong to the entire settlement. And the appetite of the meadow species (Magner), as well as far beyond humans, has created an extravagant tradition.

    "Thank you. I''ll let you take it. Expect a souvenir."

    "That''s okay, Yut. Because the crystal of love with Alcia is the best souvenir."

    "Don''t make a kind voice, creepy"

    "If that''s what you think, it was worth it!

    We stare into each other''s eyes and intimidate each other - beside each other, it just looks like we''re staring at each other - with Yut and Larsia at the margins, Exile raises a fuzzy question.

    "By the way, didn''t you get familiar with Val and Acorn?

    "Oh...... It wasn''t a problem there."

    When he cut out the horrible story, Acorn agreed lightly.

    On the contrary, he said, "Well, it''s a stabilisation period? Why don''t we just stretch each other''s feathers?," and he didn''t look anxious at all.

    On the contrary, I seem to recall a movie I saw a while ago when I heard of a deserted island.

    "If you had Alcia, you wouldn''t have to grow potatoes on Mars."

    "From Mars, the Earth just doesn''t get Momentary Travel (Teleport)"

    I felt like I could make a spell that could transfer between planets because I would simply extend the distance, but I stopped thinking because I was too useless.

    If you find out about the face of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), you may be angry at the enormity of the fish you missed.

    Valtrude, on the other hand, seemed complicated.

    I want support for Alcia, for God''s quest.

    But I''m unhappy that I can''t participate there.

    "So Val says that while we''re safe, he''ll pray to his god to take a quest."

    "Oh well... Let''s try."

    When Larsia sympathizes with me, I feel really bad about it.

    Moreover, when it comes to being followed, all the more so.

    "But wasn''t the biggest difficulty, Jonah?

    "Jonah and I hit our hands next time by taking us to a place like Safari Park"

    "Yona''s the zoo?

    Albino girls hunting dangerous monsters, such as dragons, are at the zoo.

    I wouldn''t call it a mismatch, but the question remains as to what it means.

    "Are you okay? A zoo is a place to see animals, right? It''s not a place to hunt, is it?

    "I guess that''s just what you know."

    "But it''s Yona, isn''t it?

    "When the old man tells me, it''s too convincing and troublesome..."

    As we prepare, their story goes further.

    Return safely from a deserted island.

    That was proof that I didn''t suspect anyone else.

 545 Outside Part 7 The Patron of Sleepovers Episode III

    By the time the sun plunged into Jomtien, Yut and Arsia, who examined their gear, waited for that time in the hacienda of the goddess of death and sorcery.

    "Kite, Yuri. Your father''s going out."

    But it''s not just the two of us who go to an uninhabited island because of God''s quest.

    First, Valtrude spoke to her husband (Yut), who was traveling to a deserted island. I don''t think I have two children, I approach Yut with lightness.

    "Kite, Yuri. You''re both being nice."

    "Ah."

    "Ahhh."

    Valtrude is as radiant a beauty as ever. No, at least, it actually looks shiny in Yut''s eyes.

    The children, the crystal of that Valtrude and their own love, are also cute and loving.

    Yut, welcoming his wife with his hands wide open, gently mouthed her cheeks in turn.

    A flair such as nothing, but its fruit, a loving kiss.

    With that in mind, Valtrude as well as the children flaunt their faces.

    But suddenly I squeezed my face tight, as if I remembered something.

    Say hello to Alcia.

    "Oh. I''ll take care of it"

    Valtrude doesn''t worry about Yut anymore. Whatever happens, I trust and trust.

    Except for the oldest best friend who loves the same man. I don''t think so, but I still get anxious when I go out of my sight.

    "I wonder why I''m the only one who''s particularly worried."

    "If Alcia''s alive, Yut can go home safely."

    "... that would make sense."

    The excuse Valtrude uttered in the blindfold seemed sufficient to convince Alcia. The colour of understanding lights up on the eyes that have been exposed after removing the eyelids.

    At the same time, it was too worrying for Alcia.

    "Normally, we''ll both be back. Kate and Yuri are waiting."

    That said, I kissed the twins lightly just like Yut......

    When Arcia, who mouthed him, left, Kate and Yuri cried out like they were on fire.

    "What''s the matter, all of a sudden?

    Suddenly, Valtrude, his mother, is also confused.

    Acorn enters there and tells him the fact that he has no body or lid.

    "This is it, isn''t it, Arcia? You cried that your mom was going to be there, didn''t you?

    "Huh? I was laughing when I...?

    "Man, that''s not what parents are like."

    To a brutal reality, Yut is beaten.

    "Me, let''s stop going..."

    "Well, shall I cry for you instead?

    "... Larsia, why are you alive?

    "All denial of the right to life!?"

    There''s nothing more a father can do than Valtrude and Alcia are giving up. Instead, he was kicked out with his gaze.

    For this reason, Yut turns his gaze to the other wife, who has spoken of shocking facts.

    "Well, that''s why I''m coming."

    "Sounds like a flag to me if I say so much, but be careful"

    To the two of us who became a couple from childhood friends, we didn''t need words.

    When Yut first moved from Earth to the Brewers, he stayed away for a longer time. With that in mind, there''s nothing to it.

    "It''s better to break up with Jonah than that, isn''t it? Woe to you, isn''t it?"

    "Neither. I mean, weird expectations."

    I told Acorn that, but that''s why it seems hard to convince Jonah completely.

    I still can''t stop crying about my son and daughter crying and the voices of the wives who soften it. Looking to BGM for the appearance of an Albino girl, there was the appearance of Jonah a little further away.

    Alone, standing unattended. It''s faceless, so I don''t even know how it feels.

    But no matter what you think, you won''t be in a good mood.

    Yuut, who moved to Jonah''s side, crouched in front of him. And say goodbye as you peek into your red eyes.

    "I''m coming, Jonah"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Jonah didn''t turn to me.

    Yut continues the conversation with a caress of his head without a glance.

    "When I get back, it''s a safari park"

    "Ren''s with me."

    "Is that how you came..."

    Though there are no dangers or problems, as a yut, I don''t really want to have more people to take to Earth.

    Because if I make an exception, I have as many feelings of hitchhiking without saying God as I do of people.

    (But, well, I can''t help it)

    Yut decided to accept Jonah''s cute selfishness.

    "Yona, you''re not mad at me, are you?

    "Well, that''s not true."

    I guess you didn''t think they''d spot you.

    Denying it in a hurried tone, I try to get away from Yut... but I can''t move with my shoulder grabbed by the hand I was stroking my head with.

    "Telepo-"

    "No, you don''t have to go that far"

    "Because..."

    Like a child accused of mischief, Jonah asks how Arsia is beyond Yut -. Fortunately, I''m too busy giving up the kids to watch this one.

    Jonah stroked her chest down with relief inside.

    There was also a slightly laughing Larsia and Acorn figure, but for now it would be fine outside of consideration.

    "If that''s how selfish you are, I''ll ask you. Don''t lick the breadth of my metric, okay?

    "Okay. I will not hesitate to say more."

    "There, let''s be a little more hesitant, shall we?

    It was a yuut to say a light, narrow-minded thing, but Jonah didn''t reply. I didn''t even nod.

    (Is that it? This? Didn''t you get a flag saying something more awesome?

    I carefully avoided the acorn opponent, but I let it happen here. This could leave its roots in the future.

    In a hurry, Yut tried to put conditions on it.

    As if I had anticipated that, Yona offered me a basket made of vines.

    "This, Len to Magic Drug (Potion)"

    "Ah, oh. Say thank you."

    Brilliantly controlled, Yut, after all, could not say anything.

    That''s unusual for Jonah - although her expression hasn''t changed - because she was in a better mood, and because she came in a little loud in her sight.

    "Bye, Larsia and Exile old man. Especially Larsia. Don''t do anything weird without me and Arsia. Especially Larsia."

    "Lightly...... It''s unbearably light..."

    "I have trouble being with you... Well, you''re a master, Yut."

    "I feel lightly treated by eggs lately too...... don''t you?

    I didn''t think that would have been a long time ago. But Yut didn''t say anything.

    More than that, it looks like Kate and Yuri have finally stopped crying, so we move on over there.

    "I finally stopped crying"

    "I mean, you''re asleep"

    Babies are adorable.

    My own children are adorable.

    Plus, sleeping kids are just angels.

    Triple cute beings, you two.

    It''s a hexadecimal, no, squared, cuteness quartet.

    I have parted ways at the fortress first, but with the addition of my dog''s colo here, cuteness becomes infinite.

    Fortunately, the serious foolishness of the Great Sorcerer (Arch Mage) was never conceited. Before that, Arcia speaks up.

    "Yut, it''s time."

    "Oh. I haven''t forgotten anything."

    There was no designation until a clear time for a trustee sent down to Arsia by the Truss-Sink God.

    But I guess you can tell the area by intuition. Yuut, who has turned Ren''s potion into an infinite bag of storage, waits quietly without distraction.

    Then, would it have been about 5 minutes?

    Just when the sun came directly on top, at that moment.

    Yut and Arsia disappeared from the Brewers.

    "This development was unexpected."

    "Sure, yeah..."

    The Yuts, who transferred from the pedestal of God, were in the blizzard.

    The snow is heavily disturbed by fierce momentum winds, not even a few meters away.

    I can remember the illusion that a breakup with people close to me was a long time ago, in an environment so different from the one I had earlier.

    Still not in much of a hurry, I guess, because I feel secure that the magic equipment (magic item) is running properly.

    A thermal jacket worn by Yut and Alcia. A cloak that protects the wearer against extreme temperature changes was freeing them from the cold.

    "I''m not sure where we are in this weather."

    "I was going to prepare a thermal coat (Corginess Cloak) for the heat."

    "Thanks to you for getting ready."

    Arcia praised me, but Yut could only smile bitterly.

    When I hear about deserted islands, I usually think of the southern islands.

    On second thought, however, deserted islands should also exist in the cold zone. No, rather, that might be more of a number.

    I just don''t normally sail in such cold places, and in the first place, it freezes to death before it drifts to the island, even if it''s so cold.

    Now, that''s not exactly what I''m talking about (...).

    Wouldn''t it be dangerous to walk around without darkness?

    "Wouldn''t it be a little shabby if I stepped through the snow shelter"

    When it comes to snowstorms to this point, even if you manipulate the weather with a spell, it takes time. If it''s enough to walk, it might be safer to fly through the sky and out on the clouds.

    "First, I''m going to check the surrounding conditions."

    Arcia removes and attaches a crimson eyelid from nowhere.

    A magic device (magic item) that has been used recently for shedding light but is supposed to give the user paranormal vision.

    It works fine even in a blizzard with poor vision...... though it should have.

    "I wonder why? It''s narrower than usual."

    I could only tell less than half of my normal time.

    I don''t know why. It''s not just a magic device (magic item) that loses performance due to a blizzard.

    Is this blizzard in itself something out of the ordinary, or...

    I used to be a lifeline for Alcia and still use magic equipment (magic items).

    Arcia was baffled by the malaise and delayed in realizing it.

    "Ah. Yut, from behind -"

    "Wolf!?"

    As soon as Yut turned around, from the snowstorm, a wolf-like four-legged beast burst into his eyes.

    It''s just a wolf. Or is it a monster similar to a wolf?

    I couldn''t tell instantly, but no matter how many canine yuts, I can''t forgive you if you''re coming towards me.

    "Burning Barrier (Firewall)

    Still, it was not a direct attack spell, but a Yut-like choice to build a wall of flames and try to get rid of it.

    Four pieces of paper detached from the spell document float into the universe, and a wall of flame appears about two meters high - it should have been.

    But nothing happens. The wolves, as it were, march on without slowing down.

    Indeed, the spell was activated. Unlike Earth, there should have been no obstacle or obstruction whatsoever.

    Yet, the moment it was activated, the magic sucked away into something, and as a result, nothing happened.

    I don''t know the cause, but it felt that way to Yut.

    "It was ascertained early, was it good or bad..."

    "Yut, stand back"

    Instead of the defenseless yuut after using the spell, Arcia comes forward. Scaffolding is not a problem even with snow thanks to the first staircase science spell Winter Shoes (Snow Boots), which was granted with the aim of increasing mobility.

    At the same time, he is unplugging the dagger (dagger) he had for his protection. A dagger with red balls representing the Goddess of Death and Magic.

    Closer to ritual than practical, but that''s not why I can''t use it. The demonized sword body is sharp, and if it is about the fur of a wolf, it slashes and rips like paper.

    Nor is Alcia the user.

    Of course, it''s far inferior to Valtrude and Exile, but that''s like saying your legs are slow compared to gold medalists.

    Especially in the battle against the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil), there were occasions when Alcia was often forced to fight with a weapon.

    Given that, it is not a number of things such as wolves to this extent.

    Sleep in peace.

    A wolf jumping off the lead leaps without a snow scaffold and tries to push down Alcia.

    "There''s only one person who can push me down."

    - I didn''t say, but Arcia dodged with minimal movement and scratched and slashed her neck like rubbing differently.

    Besides, only a fraction of what Alcia has to deal with.

    "Alcia, thank God"

    Suddenly, the figure of Yut appeared in the midst of a herd of wolves. The bottle contains the magic sword (long sword) and magic medicine (potion) used to train with Valtrude.

    And underfoot, some werewolf corpse.

    One of the magic drugs (potions) Len plugged in was the Transparency spell.

    Yut, who took it, approached the werewolves unnoticed and knocked them down by accident.

    When this happens, the wolves also have to understand the disadvantage.

    When the big one howls, the rest of the herd retreats like the tide has pulled.

    Of course, neither of us are willing to go after him. Face to face - Alcia has her eyelids on, but - I finally took a breather.

    "What a difficult future this is."

    "Damn, that was a hot start. In the meantime, we need to find somewhere to calm down and camp today"

    "Right."

    Alcia, wearing a crimson eyelid, takes a step in the snowstorm, cutting the lead.

    But that step stopped at the first step.

    Yut held my hand.

    "Yut!?"

    "No, because it''s dangerous to fall off..."

    "Yes...... Yes, of course..."

    Turn away, Alcia.

    It could be misunderstood as an excuse to hold hands.

    I also felt that way, but Yut didn''t feel like correcting it.

 546 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of sleepovers Episode IV

    "Finally, I took a breath..."

    "I''m so glad..."

    Archmage (Arch Mage) and Archbishop (Patriarch) illuminated by the light of Light Fire.

    The sound of the wind is far away and the cold is not felt thanks to the thermal insulation jacket (Causiness cloak). Nevertheless, the colour of fatigue was hidden from the sides of the couple sitting on a bench made of round thickness.

    "It''s good to have Alcia Xu with us. Really, if I were alone, what would have happened?"

    "I don''t know if I owe it to this eyelid."

    Arcia answered sarcastically distorting her lips as she touched the area around her eyes.

    Still, what makes Alcia feel relieved is the fact that she was able to ensure safety, albeit not completely.

    Immediately after the transfer, the two were attacked by wolves.

    Although in return, the Yuts gave priority to building a base because they encountered the phenomenon that magic would not work completely.

    It was this cave that we explored and discovered relying on the simulated vision of the crimson eyelids as the cold breeze swept.

    Now we''re going to have a blizzard.

    At that time, they looked at each other unexpectedly - Arcia kept her crimson eyelids on - but she hugged each other and tried to share the joy... and she was to blush realizing that she had been holding hands for a long time.

    If Larsia was there, she''d say, "You can keep flirting. I''m going to see the cave! I guess I''m just saying."

    I didn''t hear such a hallucination, but it''s also not if it''s lit at the entrance.

    The theoretical spell "Dancing Light" on the third staircase was activated as expected, but it did not work.

    However, the "Light (Light)" used just in case was activated successfully.

    "The staircase is high...... does a powerful spell suck magic?

    "It''s consistent with the fact that magic items are less effective."

    Explore the cave while making such a guess and make sure there is no danger. There was also no such thing as a nest hole for some kind of organism.

    So, another one from Larsia. In the impromptu camp Camping Pop-Up Book, I just took a breather calling in the smallest camp - two pairs of tents on a smokeless bonfire.

    But you can''t just sit on the bench and watch the flames forever.

    "In the meantime, what should I start wearing?"

    Arcia said with a sigh.

    Rather than a pile of problems...... I still haven''t fully grasped what the problem is. Truss-Sink I don''t know God''s sincerity or what to do. It''s going to get twilight on the way.

    That''s the same for Yut, but for now it looks like he''s decided to get his hands on it from close proximity, which raises some terminal questions about Alusia.

    "What about Mr. Arcia?

    "Right..."

    What I mean is, can the divine spell be used as usual or not?

    Understanding as a matter of course, Alcia focuses her consciousness to beg for the divine... but.

    "No, you can''t. It''s not like the channels don''t establish, but they''re too weak."

    Surprisingly bulky, Arcia shook her head. Wet feathery hair glitters and glows.

    Unlike a theoretical spell that alters reality with the logic of witchcraft, a divine spell lets great beings and consciousness pass through and miracles appear on earth. The surgeon is, so to speak, a conduit of power.

    Yut understands that it is like being affected by jamming radio waves.

    "I wonder if you can only use the first staircase, just like Yuto."

    "Oh well..."

    At the moment it cannot be determined that the magic of the theoretical spell is the same cause as the phenomenon that is being sucked.

    But there''s more to it than not being able to rely on Alcia either.

    "I can''t take the time for this."

    Yut''s eyes narrowed much.

    I didn''t realize that, but Arcia realizes Yut got serious. I go on to think of that reason and wave and deny it as if I were in a slight hurry.

    "Oh, but you don''t have to worry so much."

    "No, you don''t have to"

    Yut remembered that when Valtrude and Alcia came to Earth, their connection to the gods was temporarily cut off, causing them to think carefully. No, I can''t forget.

    For those of them who serve God, that should be unbearable.

    But Arsia''s anxiety was lighter than Yut thought.

    In an attempt to convey it, Alcia searches desperately for words.

    "It''s not always the way it is, but, uh, that''s it..."

    I''m not cut off from the gods like Earth. Though thin, the connection is felt.

    Of course, there are reasons for that.

    But it''s bigger than that.

    "I''m not worried because Yuto will be here."

    If you''re with Yut, we can always find out what caused it.

    That was supposed to mean something like that......

    (Oh...?

    Yut''s emotions coming from an emotional ring.

    That''s a stronger shame than I''ve ever felt before. It''s lit. Maybe, as an engagement ring, more than right after I was given this emotion-sensitive ring.

    - Why?

    Arcia lost her words wondering what the hell it was about...... I realized it as I sowed late. I''ve noticed.

    "Yut will be here, so (sooner or later you''ll be able to get rid of it) I''m not worried."

    Not really.

    "I have no anxiety (even if my connection with Truss-Sink God is weakened) because Yut is here for me."

    to sound like.

    It''s a misunderstanding, I couldn''t say.

    On second thought, I even get the feeling that the latter was more my true self.

    In the first place, how much difference would there be between the two? Yut will be there. There, it makes no difference.

    Besides, Yut is illuminated, but seems happy at the same time. I don''t see it, but through the ring. No, it''s too obvious, you''d have figured it out without the ring.

    In my own words, Yut, whoever I like is happy.

    I don''t know, it''s...

    (I''m glad... I guess)

    - The more I could be proud of myself, the more it gave me the feeling of standing up.

    Having communicated your thoughts to someone gives you joy. It was very simple, and that''s why I remembered the underlying pleasure and satisfaction.

    The wind is far away.

    The heat emanates from the inside, and I can''t feel the cold.

    It''s a cave that''s supposed to be a closed space, but it doesn''t bother me at all.

    Because there''s only one another here.

    If there''s two of us, I don''t need anything else.

    It''s the two of us, so I don''t care what else happens.

    Originally, two people sat next to each other.

    That distance gradually disappeared...... on the verge of completely disappearing, far apart as it was bounced.

    "... Ju, let''s find out about the incapacity of the spell"

    "Oh, yeah. I''ll see if there''s anything I can use, and I''ll see if I can find an infinite number of bags."

    Damn it and the two of us taking a distance in a small impromptu camp.

    Sure, it''s not a friendly, playful situation. That''s for sure. Neither Yut nor Arsia is irresponsible enough to forget the search row (quest).

    That''s what they suggest (...), but now, that''s not the case.

    Basically, it was only natural for two serious people to make that decision.

    But that''s all forgotten, and that''s not the same again.

    We are destined to be conscious of each other and then boil down underground like magmas without being dissipated. Truss-Sink God would also be smiling as calculated.

    Leaving it completely unconscious, Yut uses a one-page cleavage spell from the spell document.

    "Magic Sensing"

    Theoretical spells on the first staircase. In a sense, it is a spell that visualizes the magic that can be called the foundation of a theoretical spell.

    "After all, can I spell the first staircase..."

    Some lands, like Dead Magic Area, are completely inoperable with spells and magic devices (magic items). Alternatively, there are spells that deter magic, as you did to Ray Cruz at the militant party.

    But it doesn''t seem to work like them.

    Yut goes on to use the second staircase''s theoretical spell, Spider Yarn (Silk Web), but no spider yarn occurs. It''s the same as it was in the Burning Wall.

    The difference is that the Magic Sense Magic spell is on.

    The unraveled magic rises to heaven as a shining particle. It slipped through the cave ceiling and disappeared straight out of Yut''s sight.

    It just doesn''t mean it''s gone to magic. Again, I should say I flew away somewhere.

    The first impression that it was absorbed didn''t seem so wrong.

    (If something is gathering magic on this island, we need a minimum amount of magic to move it...)

    Next, Flight (Flight), a theoretical spell on the third staircase, was also used, but the results were the same.

    Some dispel-based spells that offset and erase spells turn their magic to enhancement after erasing their effects. In addition, the fifth staircase''s Magic Bombing "Pyronic Gyro", used by the family of the blood-sucking Marquis Ziegult Crewing, deals damage depending on the intensity of the erased spell.

    In that sense, the phenomenon of this island does not mean an unknown effect.

    "What I don''t know is why I''m absorbing it. What are you doing with the absorbed magic..."

    One more thing, where is the magic headed?

    You''ll be able to identify it over time, but I''m not going to Yut that.

    Yut''s gaze was directed toward the right hand - the divine power engraving.

    When Yut was consolidating his covert determination, Arcia kept checking her belongings by removing her crimson eyelids.

    Of course, I organize before I leave. But right now, if we start over in this situation, we might be able to discover the usefulness that we never thought we''d have.

    There were a large number of collectibles from the adventurers'' days - even if sold at a subtle price, so they were taken - and therefore were likely to yield results.

    However, Arcia, who moves magic equipment (magic items) in and out of infinite storage bags, is heartless.

    As if to forget something. No, I can''t forget anything, so don''t try to remember.

    We start by categorizing weapons, magic potions, etc., into categories.

    "Oh...?

    Along the way, more than surprisingly, I came across something impossible.

    It''s a single letter. Light pink envelope, quite thick.

    "When you''re in trouble, open it."

    That''s what the envelope said.

    That, round and cute handwriting, looked familiar.

    "From Mr. Acorn...?

    Open or not.

    Before you judge that...

    "Alcia, I''ll help you."

    "Yeah, yeah. Yes, please."

    - Duh, I hid it.

 547 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of sleepovers Episode V

    "Yut, go ahead"

    "Thank you. I''ll have it"

    Yuut, handed a deep wooden dish by Arcia, who again wore a crimson eyelid, smelled it and took a wooden spoon in his hand as he was relieved.

    The contents, with the exception of some ingredients, are cream stews with no philosophy. But I like its normality. I have the opposite difficulty of being served a sumptuous meal in this situation.

    Mixing the stew with a spoon and chilling, Yut was feeling what was strong unraveling.

    "It''s the first time I''ve used Lew, and it''s been a long time since the dish itself, though I don''t know if it''s done well"

    Medium-sized pan on a magical fireworks with no smoke. Arcia says modestly as she releases her stew from it.

    But from a yurt that had hardly ever cooked, it was that there was more to it than humility.

    "Delicious. Don''t remember the old days."

    Modestly admiring, Yut goes on to eat two or three bites and a cream stew.

    I use smoked goat meat, not chicken, but Exile just prepared it for me and it doesn''t smell at all. It was richer and more juicy than I thought.

    Tastes different from cattle and pigs, but this wildness suits the situation well now.

    It was in a bag of infinite storage, onions and carrots. Besides, it was created quickly by Arcia in Cream Stew''s Luu, which somehow reminded Yut of his adventurous days.

    At the time, there was no cream stew.

    "I''m starting to stop making them, but I''m looking forward to Arcia''s cooking."

    "That''s what they say... that''s kind of embarrassing"

    I turned away from Yut - with a crimson eyelid - and Alcia checks the condition of the baguette she was wearing. Obviously, it''s a blackout.

    I can''t leave it to Valtrude. In another sense, to Larsia as well. If I leave it to Exile, I can only see a future where my stomach will sag. I can''t believe the culinary duty I was in charge of was delighting Yut.

    And I can''t believe I know that now.

    Oh, my God, it''s terrible. What a sloppy person.

    Arcia was the best because she pretended to be calm.

    "Oh, Yut. The cheese is melting well."

    "Thanks"

    Hand over the baguette stabbed on the skewer - do so and touch the two hands to bump into each other.

    "Ah."

    "Hmm?"

    Surprised Arcia leans her hand away and Yut tilts her neck at the reaction.

    What''s right is Yut''s reaction. That''s for sure, and I have to admit, Alcia. Because I''m doing more than that.

    Still, I''m unhappy with Yut''s attitude that makes me feel spared. I don''t even want you to panic, but shouldn''t there be something a little more?

    Arcia let her lips hang slightly as she handed Baggett over again.

    Thus, there is small dissatisfaction.

    But it was a time so calm that I was happy and loving.

    "I was right to decide not to be able to do it today. Relax, they had this delicious meal. I don''t want to move anymore."

    "... right"

    Arcia nodded calmly to Yut''s words, which he uttered to change the atmosphere.

    The Yuts, who built the base camp and confirmed their gear in the form of organizing bags of infinite storage, did not try to force them to operate.

    It was still time to move if I wanted to, but I decided to feed my English.

    Fortunately, there was plenty of food.

    Precisely, Larsia had it in her bag of infinite storage at some point.

    There are so many cupmens that the two of us can''t eat it over a month.

    Retreat foods such as curry, hayashi rice and beef bowls.

    I used it this time, Lew the stew or curry.

    A beverage in a pet bottle for treats such as chocolate and potato chips.

    When he discovered it along with Alcia, Yut was about to collapse off his knees wondering when he''d gotten all this stacked up.

    "But doesn''t Larsia have a good spot, too?

    "You owe me a favor and I''ll make you pay me back double."

    "... I have an opinion on that."

    "Why don''t I just buy you a whole convenience store and bring you into the Falve?"

    Yuuto spoke of a concept that seemed to move immediately once he was known by the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend). Those eyes, they were pretty serious.

    Aside from whether that will happen, Yut will replace about two more stews before communicating his plans for the future to Arusia.

    "So I''m going to try God''s Power Liberation (Purge) tomorrow"

    "I''ve thought about that method too, and if you''re going for an early settlement, I guess that''s the only way..."

    Arcia speaks of concern as she glances around her eyes from above her crimson eyelids.

    "Purely, I''m worried you might be okay with using it in the current situation."

    With divine power liberation (purging), there is a good chance that we can break this situation. There, neither did Alcia disagree.

    But, of course, it''s not definitive.

    If it''s going to be absorbed and deactivated as before, it''s still fine. Because there is no real harm.

    "Simply put, wouldn''t it be a hassle if doing divine power liberation (purging) caused even runoff?

    "Of course, I thought about that possibility."

    In the same rhetoric as earlier Alcia, Yut responded.

    "including the fact that Mr. Arcia would have the same concerns"

    "Still, you do it?

    "I think it''s better than falling into a real pinch and then using wings."

    That was also true again.

    This is the situation. I''ve never crossed a hand tag before, and I''d like to make sure it''s safe if I cut it anyway.

    "In the first place, you can''t imagine an environment that can be sealed up to divine liberation (purge)."

    If it''s that irregular (cheat), it hasn''t been able to transfer in the first place.

    Truss-Sink It''s an environment where God''s power extends, so even if it doesn''t always work, doesn''t it work?

    That was Yut''s standout.

    "Sure, but... at a time like this, you used to beg for a trust to confirm it."

    "Yeah. Thank you for your help."

    Out of time, we both remembered the old days.

    I can guess.

    But it can''t be confirmed.

    Exactly, when faced with a situation like this now, there were many times when I begged for a divine commission to confirm the facts. I was serious at the time, but in retrospect, I miss memories.

    So is camping this way.

    Thus gathered around the fireworks, Exile meditates alone, and Larsia drinks and sings cheerfully, he is entangled in Yut, and Valtrude stops it.

    Then, Valtrude seems happy to have just a few words with Yut. Yut, too, responds to it as he scuffs, and Exile physically stops Larsia from trying to mess with it.

    Alcia is satisfied to feel the presence of such companions from a place that is a step away.

    I wasn''t as careless as I am now, but nostalgic and fun memories, including those parts. I was blind at the time and my emotions just looked out of my voice and atmosphere. I could only imagine what he looked like.

    Yet, behind Arsia''s brain - including Jonah, who wasn''t supposed to be there at the time - came to mind the liveliness of her fellow men.

    It was the same with Yut.

    Often, two people immersed in memories, in front of a magical fireworks without smoke.

    "Sounds strange to me."

    "I used to never imagine this would happen."

    Does this mean defeating the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) and saving the world and entrusting territory to it?

    Or have you decided not to return to Earth and bury your bones in the Brewers?

    Or would it have been decided to enter into a conjugal contract with Valtrude or Alcia?

    It makes me wonder...... but I didn''t come to a conclusion.

    That forced me to interrupt because I heard a howling noise from afar.

    Dragged back into reality, Yut tells the story of what is to come, not before.

    "So, it''s about tonight..."

    If we stay like this, we''ll be sleeping in a tent together. No, go to sleep.

    If so, what will you do? Not because Truss-Sink God told me, but this is the situation, and after forming a consensus there, isn''t it important to commit to the outcome?

    Such a fluffy thought, like a western omelet, was cut and discarded by Arcia.

    "Right. I''ll keep an eye on you first, Yuto, so rest tight."

    "Ah...... Yeah, well. Will it..."

    Yut arms the dishes on the ground and gives a clever imitation of twisting his neck as he nods.

    Apparently, that''s what Yut meant.

    That''s trivial and natural...

    Alcia was delighted enough to keep her breasts warm.

    Things exist in a variety of facts depending on the angle of view.

    For example, Yut, who loves Valtrude, Yut, who loves Acorn, and Yut, who loves Arusia.

    These yuts are of course the same person, and there is no contradiction whatsoever there. There is no falsehood.

    In other words, even if Arcia, who bought a night watch and left, opened a letter from Acorn, there is no contradiction there. There is no falsehood.

    Alcia follows the sentence with dark brown eyes, slightly aware of Yuut sleeping in the tent in preparation for tomorrow, while removing her crimson eyelids.

    ''I''m talking about Mr. Alcia, so I''m not aggressively approaching you, I''m going to ride the atmosphere and the flow on the spot, and when I do, I''m going to... I''m going to write this letter because I think I feel about it''

    It was definite and futile.

    Speaking of excess, I almost accidentally dropped the letter off for the rest of the writing.

    I didn''t know we were talking about this kind of thing, but I knew it the moment I found the letter. That''s why I hid it from Yut. Still, I was shocked to actually see it.

    (What are you going to make me do, Mr. Acorn!

    I believe it. As a fellow lover of the same man, I believe.

    But there''s going to be a teaching that seems to go beyond its own capacity, and I''m not sure if I should proceed with the reading. Fortunately, there''s also an incendiary fire in front of me.

    (No, but it''s Acorn''s advice.)

    Exactly, I can''t do what I didn''t.

    Making the decision that his honest personality would be judged, Arcia decided to crouch the gate.

    ''I''ll write the main points concisely because I don''t think you''ll understand a lot of writing''

    After all, he didn''t say enough, and that''s what the applied part will be written up later, anyway.

    ''Cause if you hug Yut from yourself while you hide the important thing with your hair or something, that''s okay!

    The advice was more simple than concise.

    (No, I can''t. I can''t, Acorn.)

    In short, I''m asking you out here...

    I can''t. Absolutely not, Arcia says silently - but turns her face bright red - and shakes her head. It''s such an embarrassment, and in the first place, isn''t it an act of assumption that if a man wanted it?

    It''s a disgrace, like this one. Insanity. What''s going on? No, so I guess Yut deserves consideration if he''s happy, but I can''t, I can''t, I can''t.

    But the reaction seemed woven even for acorns.

    "Perhaps I can''t do it for sure, you''re ashamed of me, but that''s not true, Mr. Alcia."

    If I looked at it after that, it had wording that I would whisper as I shrugged.

    (I wonder why I''m in conversation with the letter...)

    Surprisingly, acorn foresight? Or is it yourself who is showing an understandable reaction?

    Alcia''s ability to think declined gradually.

    ''Cause to this extent, Earth is normal. The Law of the Universe Because It''s the Basics of the World''

    (Isn''t that just the wrong planet!?)

    ''Cause even if he was pressed, Yut would never think he was allergic to Mr. Alcia or anything. Rather, because I''m glad it wasn''t a one-sided array.'' Cause it''s gonna be a no-linoli. ''

    There are many instructions that are somewhat lacking in specificity, but it was understandable that Yut would be pleased. Besides, they''re going to be norinoli.

    (Norinoli, I mean, is that better than usual...?

    That is so delightful...... and unconditionally nodded, Arcia rushes to shake her neck to the side.

    I can''t, I can''t, I can''t.

    My mind and body can''t believe that Yut wants more than usual.

    (No, but wouldn''t it be my wife''s job to take it, too, if Yut would be happy?

    Every time I deny it, I think of a reason to overshadow it, and go on, covering my face with a hand with a letter that I knew I couldn''t.

    The troubles of the Archbishop (Patriarch) persist.

    Thus, my first night on a deserted island went further.

 548 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of sleepovers Episode VI

    "Mr. Arcia, are you okay?

    "What could it be?

    "No, because I don''t look well"

    "I don''t think so...... of"

    The next morning I felt stuffy due to Acorn''s letter.

    Alcia, out of the tent, turned away from Yut, who kept watching - and, of course, had crimson eyelids - trying to escape pursuit.

    But that''s counterproductive.

    "Really?

    "Um... yut...?

    Yut, who is approaching me by the way, stares seriously at me at a distance where I can feel him exhale.

    No hesitation. It''s disgusting.

    So, you look worried and serious gaze.

    I can''t see, but Yut''s feelings are painfully conveyed, and Arcia''s heart rings like an early bell.

    But you can''t be known.

    Arcia shook her head small under the guise of flatness.

    It''s nothing.

    It is a lie.

    "It''s been a long time since I''ve been camping, and the environment has changed and I just didn''t sleep well"

    It is a great lie.

    Alcia, who was stuffy with letters from Acorn, did not sleep even after changing watches with Yut along the way.

    The cause of this was a letter from Acorn - or a guide.

    I even took out my dark-eyed glasses (noct-vision) and looked at the continuation of Acorn''s letter - the applied edition. I wish I could stop. I can''t contain the thrill.

    If they find out about this, they won''t be persuaded to say anything to Yona in the future.

    I could never be known.

    But I could have gained valuable knowledge.

    For example, they say that there are cosplay acts in the world.

    I never thought about attracting heterosexual excitement with fancy clothing, etc.

    In the first place, costumes are taken off on the bed. Yet I rejoice in my costume. Columbus'' shift in egg ideas. A paradigm shift occurred. Well, there''s no reason for Alcia to know about Columbus.

    Such a shift in values was brought about, but some wording did not make sense.

    Acorn wrote, "Mr. Alcia''s uniform looks destructive, doesn''t it?" But what is a uniform? Besides, I don''t think it makes sense if it''s destructive... In the first place, what does it mean to destroy?

    Of course, that only makes sense for Yut, but it doesn''t even make sense for Alcia.

    That way, if you were impressed that there were all kinds of manipulation in the world to make your partner care... it would have been near dawn.

    Most importantly, Arcia didn''t notice.

    Until now, even without those changing spheres (...), to the fact that I have satisfied Yut.

    I would not have been able to stay in my normal mind if I had noticed, so I am fortunate.

    "Anyway, I''ll be fine"

    That being said, Arcia pushes Yuut slightly more forcefully.

    It was so close that my lips could overlap on the mundane clap. Dangerous.

    "Well, I hope so..."

    That much said, I also have to back off as a yuut. Carve it into your heart to keep an eye out and return to the side of the burning fire. From now on, Alcia is self-absorbed. You can''t peek.

    In the meantime, Yut proceeds to prepare breakfast.

    - Even so, it''s just retort food.

    I watered the stew pan I had washed last night with magic equipment (magic items) and boiled the water over a bonfire.

    Before boiling, add the curry of the retort and a pack of rice there to warm. Finally, the eggs were also in the bag of infinite storage, so they were thrown down before it got worse.

    I can''t use it as a phone, but it''s convenient, so I set the timer on the phone I carry. All you have to do is wait and get ready.

    Larsia''s care has been successful in food.

    I guess it''s something to be thankful for, but I just let it go on track, so Yut lost his mind.

    "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color. Color is emptiness, emptiness is color"

    Whilst mouthing phrases I don''t quite understand, Yut is in a can of medicine - really, anything in an infinitely stored bag - boiling water.

    This is for instant coffee. It would be a morning necessity.

    Hearing the sound of the wind leaking from the outside, Yuut stares at the smokeless magic burning with an empty heart.

    Relaxed time, freed from busy routines.

    (Next to the zoo, you might want to camp)

    Never, not a camp. Don''t worry about getting attacked by monsters. The gods do not intervene either. I don''t visit world crises. Do not use magic equipment (magic items) either.

    In such a situation, I dare to spend time in an inconvenient nature.

    That was a very luxurious use of time.

    If possible, I want to take Colo with me.

    (Yeah. That''s good. Okay)

    Not that I hate my job, but once in a while, there would be such an escape.

    When Yut was working for a black company to think like a limited number of employees, Alcia came back to finish her job.

    "I''m sorry I left it to you"

    "It''s not a big deal."

    Compared to earlier, Arsia now looked as usual.

    Yut relieves himself while observing his beloved wife sitting on the chair replacement Marutai.

    I have a normal complexion, and I don''t feel this way about the atmosphere.

    Think about the rest of this, or I''m also removing my crimson eyelids. Perhaps this was the most reassuring ingredient.

    However, as far as interpersonal relations are concerned, Yut has a sense that his eyes are close to the pit.

    When I''m telling you not to overconfident, the water just boiled, so I pour the water out of the medicine can to make instant coffee. Add plenty of sugar and milk just for Arcia.

    Further on, the cell phone alarm went off.

    "Alcia, you can have your coffee now."

    "... yeah, right. I''ll take it."

    Hot, sweet, slightly bitter.

    Alcia smiled all the while swallowing a liquid that tasted the same as happy love.

    There are some things that I think I''ll leave to Yut as my wife, but it''s not the kind of task that the two of us do,

    While taking care not to burn, Yut removed the ingredients from the pan.

    I also put rice in the wood dish I used yesterday, loosen it gently, and then curry it. And if you add the boiled eggs as a whole, it''s done.

    It lacks taste and nourishment, but the aroma of curry only adds to my appetite.

    "Well, let''s eat"

    "Yeah. I''ll take it"

    Sitting next to each other, they started eating at the same time.

    "Yeah. Cheesy, but nice"

    Yut, who swallowed more bites, leaked his thoughts not knowing if he was praising him with a full grin or not.

    Thanks to my mother and excellent childhood friends who were able to do so, Yuut has never experienced cooking outside of cooking practice.

    Retreat is great because even such a self can serve dishes that can be eaten adequately.

    Besides, I was right to choose a menu called Curry in the morning. I feel that the unusual feeling has become spice and even more tasteful.

    Speaking of which, you ate it the first time you went to Earth.

    "It''s not that fancy."

    "It''s okay. It''s exciting, but it''s going to cheer you up."

    Not too accustomed to eating curry, Alcia seems to like it.

    The relieved yuut dismantles the boiled eggs with a spoon.

    Crush and mix boiled eggs to enjoy a different flavor and touch. This mess is really good.

    To Yut like that, Alcia confirms.

    "Yut, you''re gonna fix this today, aren''t you?

    "Oh. I don''t know how many days we have until we get back, but I''ll vacate all the rest. I''m the type to finish my summer homework on the first day. Unlike Zhuyin."

    I didn''t know the analogy to Alcia, but what does Yut want to say? And I also understood what you wanted to do (...).

    I won''t stand out, but I won''t disagree with you as an Alcia either.

    To agree, I would have to abandon my shame...

    "After eating, after liberating (purging) the divine power," Remote Site "finds a place where magic gathers. And then we''ll get in there and finish it."

    To that end, I''m already ready for the spell. The mirror is also removed from the infinitely stored bag, which serves as the focal point.

    "Don''t worry too much."

    "Yeah. I''ll be careful not to put too much temper into it."

    Even so, Yut was still too motivated.

    With that in evidence, when I finished eating the curry lightly, I sipped the rest of the coffee in one bite and began to follow it first.

    Eventually, the plan was transferred to execution less than 15 minutes after we started eating breakfast.

    A hand mirror erected on the side of an incendiary fire.

    Used when checking across the corner in the dungeon¡­ items left in the bag of infinite storage. The mirror itself is nothing special, but if successful, the destination will be reflected in this mirror.

    "Yut, I''m watching you."

    "Yeah. Here we go."

    With the divine spell almost sealed, Alcia can only pray for success.

    But for Yut, that was enough.

    There''s Alcia.

    My beloved believes me.

    Only then could I be sure of my success.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    On the back of his hand, a spell document and a sphere - a crest designed by the earth - float.

    Similar to magic, different forces swirl in your body and go wild in search of an exit.

    Yut does not panic and makes no noise, but keeps it familiar, controlled and oriented.

    "Remote Site" - Alternative

    Four pages were torn from the spell document to mount the power from divine power engraving, which surrounded the hand mirror.

    "... looks ok"

    Exactly, activated.

    And it''s not absorbed into anything. After all, I guess I can''t get my hands on the mighty force so far. No, maybe there''s a different reason, but before the fact that it worked properly, the truth and so on is sumptuous.

    "That''s right, Yut."

    To the impressed Alcia, Yut laughed as illuminated.

    Usually it''s where I humble myself, but it''s not either. That''s about as good a meeting spirit as it was.

    Eventually, the pages of the spell that surrounded the hand mirror can be played, and instead, some landscape that is not here is shown.

    I saw a tower over the snowstorm.

    The tip smokes into the snow and I don''t know how big it is. The same bad weather blocks the sun, and the whole thing is unknown.

    But it was definitely a tower.

    "I see. There it is..."

    I don''t even call it the root of all evil, but a place to behave.

    "You''re not gonna walk away honestly, are you? Are you going to fly on Momentary Travel?

    "That''s okay, but I want to go first and foremost."

    "... when Yut tells me, it''s the other way around."

    "Uh. I don''t think so?

    "What would Yut think if Larsia told me the same thing?

    "... Anyway, there''s one thing I''d like to try"

    staring into the hand mirror, Yut said.

    I could only see the sides from Alcia......

    It was like a prairie race (Magner) smiling with a name idea.

    In conclusion, the pedigree name (mastery) of Yut''s meadow succeeded.

    In that evidence, Yut and Arsia are floating on the clouds.

    And it wasn''t just the two of us floating around.

    It''s with the rock masses that cut off part of the mountain.

    Subdivine Spells (Immortality Spells), Float Land, a floating island.

    A subdivine spell (Immortality Spell) that was once used to warn the Verga Empire and caused it to be unilaterally proposed.

    The Yuts, who had taken away the camp, had gone out to Snow Mountain to exercise this spell, part of which was aimed at the clouds as a floating island.

    Yes, as with divine power engravings, subdivine spells beyond the ninth staircase worked correctly.

    "I see. We''re supposed to be called."

    "I don''t think I expected this development..."

    With that said, Arcia''s mouth is smiling like fun.

    I don''t do it for myself, I do it for someone unscrupulous.

    Really, it sounds like yut.

    And that''s for me now, not Valtrude or Acorn.

    I don''t think anything is inferior to the two of us. However, it cannot be denied that Yut had the thought of Valtrude - which is the same for Alcia - as compared to Acorn, who has been with Yut for the longest time...

    Come on, let''s go.

    "Yes."

    If you''re with Yut, go anywhere. Everywhere.

    Because I''m sure there will be a surprising beyond expectations ahead of us when we get there.

 549 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of sleepovers Episode VII

    "By the way, yut kun"

    "Alcia, what''s wrong?

    A rock formation flying over a cloud - "Floating Island (Float Land)" - where two people call each other names. As for us, there is no intention behind it. It was a first-hand administrative call, but it just seemed obnoxious from a third party''s point of view.

    "One thing I want to make sure of."

    Alcia, who left her crimson eyelids off, called out to Yut, next door, a little louder.

    There is not much room for Yuut, who is heading toward a tower that controls subdivine spells (Immortality Spells) to inhibit spells.

    Knowing that, Alcia asked because that''s all important and essential.

    "You''re not gonna hit that tower with this, are you?

    "No way."

    Nor did Arcia clap - but as far as he was concerned, he was serious - and Yut overtook the question.

    "They''re doing it because it''s an absorption of magic, not an inhibition of spells. If I break it all of a sudden, I don''t know what''s gonna happen."

    "So you''ve thought about it."

    "... I can''t deny that I felt like getting it done quickly"

    It was for his own good that Yut considered a short-lived response.

    Alcia is delighted.

    And Yut''s feelings.

    And reason that kept me in mind.

    I mean, we''re going to get into the tower.

    "I see. Now, you''re talking about better getting ready."

    Yut''s Floating Island (Float Land) has grown in altitude and is now on the clouds. Snow clouds are far under the eye and have nothing to do with poor weather.

    If we leave this far, we shouldn''t even extend the power of the tower.

    "Yeah, I was wondering if I should use the Steel Demon Doll Invitational Cole Iron Golem right now."

    "If that''s the case, I guess we should call him on the verge of landing"

    "Right. Sometimes it lasts."

    "My summons spell is short lasting."

    Rather than Yut''s, the summoning (samon) system of theoretical spells generally has a short duration. I can''t help it because it''s a presupposive spell to use during battle, but it can''t be used in the present situation.

    In that regard, the Alusian "Steel Demon Guided Puppet Invitational" Cole Iron Golem "will last for dozens of years, so it''s a good idea for this situation.

    "Leave this place to me. Not as good as Val, but I''ll be sure to protect Yut."

    "Yeah. That''s where I wanted you to put your primacy away from obstacles."

    I''m happy with that feeling.

    Glad to hear it, but being protected by my wife taking the initiative hurts my perseverance as a man like this. Of course, I know I have no choice but to live as a magician (wizard).

    "There are no events that have a higher priority than protecting Yut Kun?

    "Uh. Uh, it''s time to go right over the tower."

    "Then I''ll give it a try.... Steel Demon Doll Invitation" Cole Iron Golem "

    The Ninth Staircase''s divine spell "Steel Demon Guided Doll Invitational" Cole Iron Golem "was activated without relying on divine power liberation (purge).

    Free space on Floating Island (Float Land), which is not that big. There, a Steel Demon Doll (Iron Golem) appears along with particles of light.

    Too boneless a giant to call a doll, like a combination of steel blocks.

    Even the Iron Golem is only a monster that can be shattered in less than a minute if it is Valtrude or Exile.

    But that''s like saying to the boxing world champ that he''s weak because he can hit and kill with a tank.

    If you choose an opponent, you become a full fighter.

    Yes. If you have someone.

    "I didn''t think you''d get anything out of the tower..."

    "I guess I should say I was lucky. Or should I say shoulder blush..."

    A tower of magic absorption, built at the top of Snow Mountain.

    In the end, the only time the Magic Doll (Golem) was useful was when it destroyed its entrance.

    Inside the tower is deserted.

    Just in case, I put the Magic Doll (Golem) ahead of me, but it''s not like a trap.

    The interior was made of deep blue stone and there were no decorative shards.

    Is it some kind of spell effect? Or did it have the effect granted to this tower itself? There is no precipitation of air either, passing clean and inorganic.

    So, pretty much no legacy.

    Except for the top floor.

    "I knew it was at the top"

    "If I hadn''t been here, I''d have had to go back upstairs and look for the basement."

    "If it''s a mean pattern, there may be an entrance to the basement outside the tower."

    As Yut and Arsia ascended the stairs, they moved the leading Steel Demon Guided Doll (Iron Golem) into one corner, looking all the way around the top floor.

    It was a circular space with a radius of about 10 metres, lined with uncertain magic devices of use on its walls - not sure, meters, tubes and panels glowing at regular intervals.

    Retro for Yut. It will look like a futuristic gadget to Alcia.

    But the two consciousness is not there.

    At the end of Yut and Arcia''s gaze was a huge capsule filled with liquid. The tube connected from a magic device that occupies one side of the wall. That reminds me of the incubator that Yona was in when we first met.

    I guess we were both thinking the same thing. Yut and Arcia''s expressions intensify, but that was too far ahead of them.

    Inside the capsule were strange gems, not creatures.

    Will the size be about two turns greater than that of a human fist? The angle of view makes it a strange gem that looks like a triangle, a rectangle, a cylinder, a positive twenty hedron, or even those complexes.

    The colors are also yellow, blue, red, purple, white and black. The symbolic colour of the hexagenic elements emits a prism, with a mysterious appearance.

    Anyway, there is. The destination that absorbed the magic makes me wonder if it''s this gem.

    "Why don''t we do an answer match first, rather than predict and get a prediction?"

    "Yeah. I''ll take care of it."

    Arsia, who figured out what Yut was going to do, restarts the Steel Demon Guided Doll (Iron Golem) just in case and alerts her surroundings.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    When a divine power engraving floats in his hand, he goes on to activate the spell by retrieving a lupe-like magic focal point with a lens of gems attached to the golden and innocent circle ring.

    "Magic Analytics"

    Magic Analytics spell that appraises magic items.

    At the same time as activating it, various pieces of information were sent directly to Yut''s brain.

    A little face, however, Yut sorts and summarises the information.

    "What''s your name... Elemental reactor?"

    Something that looked like an incredible gem.

    It''s ground water, fire, wind, darkness. A kind of power furnace that generates energy through the mediation of six sources.

    Putting together the information that flows in, I guess that''s where it goes......

    "Isn''t this some kind of permanent institution?

    Once completed, it seems to be able to capture and produce endless amounts of energy.

    Presence disregarding the laws of thermodynamics. Yut, too, just, can''t hide the upset.

    But more than that, I''m more concerned about why you need so many devices. What the hell are you going to move?

    Either way, it''s a dangerous product.

    The term permanent institution is also incomprehensible to Alusia as to how the world will change as a result. Still, if you hear that you can create the energy of the source forever, you know how unlikely it is.

    "Dangerous, you''re the one who should never be on the table."

    "I guess I should say I''m glad it''s incomplete. In the meantime, if I had destroyed the tower without thinking, it would have been outrageous."

    "That''s all I need to know is why we were sent."

    Needless to say, Valtrude, Exile and Jonah. Larsia, too, is out of the question. That meadow race (Magner) will not destroy the tower, but as a result, we will have this permanent institution in our hands.

    "Then it would still be better to keep a nuclear button in the monkey"

    I''m glad that didn''t happen, and Yut pukes a stinging sigh.

    "More than that, Yut. What are you gonna do with this?

    "If we retrieve it, I think the Truss-Sink God will retrieve it when we return..."

    "Right. Though it leaves no doubt as to why you weren''t served yourself."

    "No, we''re like God''s use, so much like God intervened himself. What?

    "... it''s true."

    She was Alcia, the beloved daughter of the goddess of death and witchcraft, but she seemed to have a faint consciousness that she was actually on an equal footing with an angel (Angel).

    Rather than that, should I say that I was only conscious that I was a devout follower of God?

    Yut pointed me out, and Arcia solidified with the look on her face that she was really surprised.

    "Val seems unconscious around here, too."

    "More than that, isn''t Yut the only one who knows exactly what it is?

    "Then Mr. Arcia is one of mine from today on. Welcome to this side. In time, Zhu Yan will have to be drawn in."

    "Forming a team of common sense people."

    The two of us smile powerless, and so the escape from reality is stopped.

    "Well, Yut. I don''t think we''re going to be able to go any further into this device."

    "I hope it''s something we understand..."

    A huge magic device that occupies one room.

    Retrofuturistic objects, where mysterious meters and panels emit light.

    Because there is still time left, now turn to Magic Analysis (Analyze).

    Even so, knowledge flowed directly into Yut''s brain.

    Receiving it, Yut floats more tannic than he did when he was a mysterious gem - an elemental reactor.

    "All the machines on the wall seem to have nothing but the power to adjust the absorbed magic and send it to the Elemental Reactor."

    "I mean, once it moves out, there''s no way to stop it?

    Remaining on the tannic surface, Yut nods.

    "This guy, maybe once, should get it done"

    "Yut, that''s..."

    Isn''t it too abusive?

    That''s what Arcia thought.

    Yut can''t be unaware of it.

    "Even when it comes to completion, how long does it take later?

    "The results of the Magic Analysis (Analyze) show that we''re almost there. After I use my spell to make Elemental Reactor suck, I''m gonna shut this device down."

    "If you can do an elemental reactor, can''t you just leave it alone?

    "I could create a second one, just in case"

    "I see. But how to make it stop?

    "I''d like to ask Mr. Arcia."

    "... you know what?"

    Finishing the necessary exchange, Arcia stares into the face of her beloved husband, exhaling softly.

    It looks like a bitter decision, and the fruit, it looks like fun.

    Even so, it doesn''t mean I''m going to do something about it using an elemental reactor.

    I guess I''m happy to clear up my depression that I can''t use a proper spell.

    It seems thoughtful, and places like this resemble Exile and Larsia. No, have you just been badly affected?

    But that''s how naive I was, but I didn''t hate Alcia.

    "Is that a weakness you fell in love with?

    "Hmm? What?

    "No, I agree with Yuto''s plan."

    "Okay."

    If it weren''t for Yut and Alcia, we would have spent a long time analyzing the magic device and putting in place countermeasures.

    But there''s no way they - especially Yut - would do such a long thing.

    Yuut, who, with Alcia''s endorsement, will use the attack spells he had prepared just in case, in order from the ones with the lower stairs.

    But just a few more seemed to be the yardstick for an elemental reactor who had been sucking on magic for a long time.

    "Thundergod descends."

    Even if we run out of attack spells on the eighth staircase, no change will come yet.

    "This is the last one."

    Yut unfolds around himself cleaving nine pages from the spell.

    "Three Spirit Spears (Hexa Gramaton)"

    It is the theoretical spell of the Ninth Staircase, which once hunted down the blood-sucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing.

    It''s a spell that automatically tracks down and destroys evil, creating a spear of three to six source elements, but it''s not allowed to appear on this scene right now... it was supposed to.

    "Huh? Actually, were you finished?

    Yut raises a bewildered voice, but that was still early.

    The Elemental Reactor moves from the capsule to this side as if attracted by the Triple Spirit Spear (Hexa Gramaton).

    Often, both stationary in space.

    That''s not a long thing either.

    The three pairs of Spirit Spears (Hexa glamaton) and the Elemental Reactor slowly approached each other as if the magnets were pulled together and blended together with a huge amount of light.

    Both Yut and, of course, Alcia, flashed so much that they accidentally turned away.

    When it cleared up, the Triple Spirit Spear (Hexa Gramaton) had disappeared, leaving only the Elemental Reactor.

    Has this completed the Elemental Reactor?

    "Oops."

    As if I lost my power - in fact, it should have been completed - just before the falling elemental reactor touched the floor.

    Yut kicks it up using the back of his leg in lifting instructions and catches it in the air.

    "... I thought we''d have an explosion."

    "It exploded to such an extent that it was useless for a power reactor."

    He was Alcia, who accidentally held his heart from his busty chest, but Yuut, Teng himself, who made him do so, had a cool face.

    Even the kaleidoscope peeked into the elemental reactor, changing its shape and colour, making it a bag of infinite storage.

    "You''re gonna be okay."

    "Yeah. Mr. Alcia, I asked for the rest"

    "Yes."

    Take a deep breath to calm your mood and focus your consciousness slowly.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    And besides, we celebrate.

    "I still do not bring miracles with the power of faith to the true God. Finish the role and give the magic device permanent peace of mind."

    Alcia, who has finished celebrating, opens her eyes and completes the spell.

    "Miracle" - Alternative

    A miracle performed by Arcia herself with her own wishes, beginning to ascend the floors of God, rather than rarely to the beloved goddess of death and sorcery, Truss-Sink.

    The first time.

    But I was absolutely certain that Alcia would do well. Even so, there is no deep reason. It''s a job that Yut entrusted me with. So definitely succeed.

    That''s all. Confidence and certainty not more than that.

    It did show effect, and the dark, but gentle, book enveloped the magic device.

    A few seconds of silence.

    When it passes, the dark book disappears, and at the same time, the meters and panels disappear.

    Visited the magic device, sudden death.

    The silent machines, however, seemed to have no heart or to be at ease.

    "Good luck"

    "Yuuto-kun is the one"

    "In the meantime, is the exploratory row (quest) a success?

    "Yeah, but I don''t know if it''s done."

    "Derived from this"

    It could be enough.

    Or it definitely seems like it.

    (I ran out of attack spells, so I hope you make it heavy tomorrow.)

    With that in mind, Yut takes Alcia down the stairs and moves to the entrance to the tower. Of course, there''s no obstacle whatsoever in the way of the two of us going.

    From beyond the door destroyed by the Steel Demon Doll (Iron Golem), a bright light was visible.

    "Snow, looks like it''s stopped."

    "Right."

    The two joined hands, feeling fast and out of the tower.

    "Nice view."

    "Heh. After all, was it only around here that it was snowing"

    With the sun falling from the slices of the clouds, the island was overlooked from the tower that was set at the highest point of the island.

    Under my eyes, I can see the blue woods.

    A river that flows as if it were double-crossing the island.

    Ahead was the sea and white sandy beach with a serene expression.

    "Do you want me to fly by spell and go to sea? Or explore the jungle?

    "I''ll leave you to Yut."

    I can go anywhere now.

    But it doesn''t make sense without Yut.

    As long as Yut is there, I don''t care where he goes.

    As if to convey that feeling, Alcia leaned softly against her beloved.

 550 Outside Part 7 The Patron of Sleepovers Episode VIII

    "Beautiful sea."

    "Finally, I''m starting to feel like I''m on a deserted island"

    Yut and Arcia attacked towers that absorb magic.

    At the same time, the blizzard subsided and the nature of the uninhabited islands was spreading beneath the eyes of both of them.

    Clear snow mountains, rivers flowing up to the sea, depressed forest areas.

    Literally jumped over them and the two of them stepped down onto the sandy beach.

    Naturally, but no one on the coast. Beautiful white sandy beaches are just for Yut and Arsia. I unexpectedly see it on a brilliant surface in the sun and on a transparent surface where no one''s hands are in it.

    "This might be prettier than the ocean I went to in Japan."

    "Right. Yut, shouldn''t we even fish today and get some rest?

    Yut makes a slightly more difficult face to Alcia, who recommends fishing rather than a sea bath or something.

    "Fishing... I haven''t been through much."

    "You don''t have to catch it."

    "Doesn''t that mean fishing?

    "That''s not true."

    The two of us will discuss our upcoming plans as we walk around the sandy beach about halfway between exploring and walking.

    As sunlight and tidal winds wrap around your body and you listen to the tide, you feel as if you are in a resort.

    "But hey."

    But even in such circumstances Yut was diligent.

    Anyway, the day is still high, so there''s no obstacle to acting. There are still other hand tags besides attack spells, and Arcia uses few spells.

    "Suddenly, I wonder,"

    "Yut kun...... I''ve already picked a strange bud called the Tower that absorbs magic. Hazardous magic device (magic item) called Elemental Reactor¡­ No, I also recovered the treasure item (artifact)"

    Alcia, on the other hand, is in the position that she''s done another job.

    We''re not separated by deadlines, so there''s no rush. Of course, I guess I''ve never been over there in a hurry, but if that''s a failure, then I don''t have an ex or a kid.

    More importantly, even though I was freed from my work as a housekeeper because of it, I''m just about to have a head for Yut, who still tries to work.

    "When you say that, don''t worry like you did your job..."

    Yut also seems to have noticed Alcia''s concern.

    Exactly, I''m not even workaholic enough to understand that care. If Acorn was there, he''d say, "Who says it''s not workaholic? Look in the mirror, look in the mirror," I feel like they''re going to say, "but as a yut, I don''t think that''s it.

    "Yes, I''m doing a good job. I could use another knee pillow."

    "Ha. I miss you."

    Memories of being forced to rest, worried about overwork.

    Around that time, Larsia and Exile were not close because they were on a journey.

    I had just become a housekeeper and couldn''t grasp the pace, so I worried about Alcia.

    Memories that are nostalgic and a little embarrassing for each other.

    Yut and Arcia don''t look at each other.

    But hold hands tight and keep walking on the beach. As the two of us walked, we even felt delighted with the unique touch of the slightly sunken feet of the beach.

    If there were a third party on the spot, they''d be asking me if I really intended to proceed with my exploration.

    Especially if the meadow species (Magner), who are not here, knew the choice aimed first at the sea, would have turned a good smile on me so much that I wanted to hit them by accident - well, I wouldn''t hit them.

    But Yut wants to say.

    That''s a misunderstanding.

    Attack spells are almost exhausted to complete the Elemental Reactor, not to mention that exploring snow mountains and forests is dangerous...... but risky.

    That''s why I flew all the way to the ocean with the Flight spell. I have no other intention.

    No other intention, but Yut is also a man.

    Therefore, I wouldn''t even say that I had no lower heart at all......

    "If you''re not into fishing, you can just go out into the ocean for a little bit with Larsia''s magic equipment."

    "... I see, that one"

    Swan Clay Pawn (Swan Token).

    A pawn imitating a swan, but when floated in water, it deforms into a boat that can ride up to five people. Also, magic equipment (magic items) that can be moved automatically at a constant speed without having to row oars.

    Napping with swan clay pawns (swan tokens) may also be an excuse, B.

    The fishing rod, too, would just have to be draped to the extent of my apologies.

    No, wait.

    Having proceeded so far in his reflection, Yut obtained the heavenly revelation.

    (If you catch fish, can you legally eat Alcia''s food again?

    Retreat is abundant, and now you can prepare meals with all sorts of magic.

    But with ingredients, they should lean in the direction of cooking.

    Besides, Yut himself can''t cook. I don''t think I have to if I want to, but at least it''s true that Arcia thinks I can''t.

    Apparently, the balance leaned more toward vacation than toward work.

    Yut makes a deliberate cough and then builds the most seemingly rationale.

    "Right. Because of this, and let''s go out to sea. Maybe there''s a monster out there, so you should check it out first."

    "Yeah, right. It would be tough if they came out to the monster."

    Pre-construction is important.

    Especially for men and women who can''t be honest by themselves.

    "Well, let''s use it"

    Quickly, a yut takes a swan clay pawn (swan token) out of an infinitely stored bag and throws it at the surface of the sea with an underslow.

    At the same time as the watering, white smoke erupted¡­ When it cleared, a boat appeared between the waves.

    Is it about the size of a so-called Pleasure Boat? There is no such thing as a cabin, but it is spacious to propel automatically.

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "... thanks"

    A boat of swan clay pawns (swan tokens) automatically began sailing offshore when Yut, who boarded earlier, took up Alusian hands.

    "The wind feels good."

    "Yeah. The waves are calm too"

    Sitting on the edge of the boat, the two enjoy a cruise with a smile.

    I like the sea breeze blowing off the coast, the waves rocking the boat of swan clay pawns (swan tokens), and all the sunshine that falls.

    It''s quiet and I''m going to forget about the Elemental Reactor, etc.

    There is no shadow of the island within sight, or the appearance of a giant creature simulated on the island.

    And the beauty in the swimsuit.

    (That''s right. A thermal coat would be perfect for changing temperatures.

    The magical cloak that keeps the temperature constant, low or high, works great from snow mountains to the summer sea.

    The convenience blows up everything emotional.

    As a result, Arcia has a black coat of law. Yut was a white robe representing being a good sorcerer (wizard) and cruising in everyday wear. It has.

    "Well, that''s all right."

    "Yut, what did you say?

    "No, make me want to sleep a little"

    "I don''t have a choice. ''Cause on the lookout, my sleep is shorter than usual."

    If you''re going to say that, Arcia, who was still eyeing Acorn''s letter after he changed watches, should be more sleep-deprived, but doesn''t even let that happen every time.

    "Then lie down a little?

    "I guess I will."

    "Well, knees, please"

    However, I guess there were a few effects of lack of sleep.

    Alcia mouthed the invitation, which she would never say if it was full.

    "Oh, thanks......"

    Alcia, taking off her eyelids, smiles and invites Yut to take a front seat on the boat floor.

    Yut didn''t have the art of fighting it.

    Put your head on the lap of your fluttering beloved wife, like a feather worm attracted to the light.

    "Ha..."

    And exhaled contentedly. At the same time, a boat of swan clay pawns (swan tokens) is stationary on the spot.

    "Don''t you want to be heavy?

    "It''s okay."

    Alcia welcomed Yut with a Mercy Mother smile.

    When I say my breasts are in the way - and so on - Valtrude is going to piss me off - so I can''t see my face, but Yut seems satisfied. You don''t have to rely on an emotional ring, but if you''re in touch, you''ll see that.

    "You can sleep."

    "The most luxurious sleep ever."

    Wife healing her hard-working husband.

    It would appear so by the side, but Arcia, inside, was not.

    (Knee pillows are embarrassing...)

    Yut''s right around the corner. We''re in touch.

    That''s good, I''m glad. I smile unexpectedly.

    But that won''t even fix it, and it will mean that Yut is touching himself.

    It''s not the first time, and now I realize it.

    Yes. It''s not the first time.

    (Old me, what are you doing!? Are you nuts!?)

    I was unconsciously doing such an embarrassing and delightful act.

    Realizing that, with the serene expression of the Mother of Mercy herself, Arcia was crouching in her heart and raising her unspoken voice.

    Kindness or concern, for once, explains the motive. I will, but wasn''t that just a good act to do?

    Now, Arcia became accustomed to her own boldness. To the expression, without giving anything.

    (Ah. If they''d done this already, they''d be both Yut and proposing! Hey!)

    It was an unexpected event for Alcia that we were proposed together, not only to Valtrude and Acorn, but to ourselves.

    Not now, of course, but at first Yut and I were friends or accomplices, because it was such a relationship. I thought we were engaged in a different dimension than sex.

    That''s a different special relationship between Valtrude and Acorn, and I''m happy to still be on that extension line......

    (Eh, but if that''s what led me to this, can you tell me that I did well back in the day?

    Alcia didn''t know the story idiom "human all-encompassing cylon horse", but it''s exactly what it is today.

    I don''t know what inspired me to enjoy happiness.

    When I felt so smug, I wanted to stroke Yut''s hair. I just tried to reach my head without patience or hesitation...

    "What?

    - Unexpectedly, swan clay pawns (swan tokens) rocked heavily.

    Yut jumps up and gets the spell document.

    While I''m sorry for that, should I also say Twin Head Sharks when Alcia checks her surroundings?

    The sight of a giant double-headed quail approaching the boat as it drew out the sea water jumped into view.

    "From a ladybird to a pawn."

    Yut tries to respond, realizing that the attack spell was out of stock. Let''s get out of the Momentary Move (Teleport) system spell and get in shape.

    The moment I made that decision, Arcia moved first.

    "Shining Raid"

    The most powerful attack spell of divine spells, located on the eighth staircase.

    A rambling noble light strikes a twin-head shark.

    "Vgooooooooo!!

    He takes that blow, screams from his two mouths, and synchronizes.

    But it''s a giant scythe that seems to be able to drink a boat of swan clay pawns (swan tokens). That was not enough to bring him down.

    He gets a hand wound, and on the contrary, a twin-head shark roughs up, jumps the surface of the water, spreads his two mouths and protrudes his fangs.

    But Twinhead Shark forgot.

    That the right to anger, to rough, is also in prey - alusia.

    "Divine Power Liberation (Purge)"

    "What?"

    I wouldn''t be conscious until they interrupted the two of us time...... but Arcia, who is clearly in a grumpy mood, unleashes her power as God.

    "Shining Raid" - Alternative

    The raging of light far surpassed earlier. Would this happen if I burst hundreds of fireworks at the same time?

    Arcia takes off her crimson eyelids and leaves her eyes exposed narrows her eyes to her eyelids, but from the twin-head shark, it''s not the opposite noise.

    Twin-headed shark, which received the energy of divine light directly from the front. He bends his body to a letter that pushes him in the air and launches him on the beach.

    Did you try to return to the sea? The giant moves just a little tight. But that''s just the end of the demon. Immediately lose power and expose the beach to debris.

    Twin-headed sharks, who have dominated the ocean for nearly a hundred years, were eliminated by the stronger than them.

    "You have those monsters, too. We need to be careful."

    "Yeah, right..."

    Never piss off Alcia. Yut carved into his heart as he shrugged on the boat.

    Of course I don''t plan on doing that, and I don''t see why Arcia''s so mad at me in the first place. But it''s important to be aware.

    In Far Away Falve Land, Jonah was also nodding...... maybe. Maybe Valtrude too.

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    "Something to make me feel good about alcohol" or "Something to make me feel good about incense" prepared by Larsia was unnecessary, but "Ointment that works well on my hips and stuff" might be necessary.

    The morning after that.

    "... I''m hungry"

    Yut awakened with hunger.

    I don''t have a cell phone on hand, and I don''t have a window because it''s a room I created in the Invisible Mansion.

    However, I knew the reason for my hunger. There was too much.

    "Arcia......"

    Yut called the name of his beloved wife, who sleeps beside him, fixing the hair on his face with a gentle hand. In a way, she was the cause of Yut''s hunger.

    Alcia lying in a big, fuzzy bed. Now he doesn''t have a crimson eyelid, and exposes his neat appearance as it is.

    Relieved sleeping face. I am delighted to be able to watch it in the morning and I am proud to be making my defenseless sleeping face float.

    Alcian limbs were hidden in thin duvets, but at the same time, the rich and smooth style was apparent.

    In this world, only Yut has the privilege of being allowed to see and touch.

    "Don''t, don''t"

    If I stay with Alcia any longer, I''m going to be exercising my privileges in the morning.

    When he shakes his head gently and at the same time shakes off his troubles, Yut quietly gets out of bed. Last night, I worked to fulfill my quest to come to the island, so it seemed obvious.

    Those who recognize Yut as just a sorcerer (wizard) may sound surprised at his muscular figure.

    Of course, Exile, by way of exception, is thinner than King Alsace or Vainamarinen.

    But tight muscles make you feel masculine, creating an attractive silhouette. Moreover, it was not created with machines or supplements.

    It''s a natural muscle. To Dada, he acted as an adventurer, trained in swords with Valtrude, and did not continue to receive Jonah.

    "Hmm?"

    Something caught on Yut''s leg trying to get out of the room, even if it was still in the bath.

    That, Yut also looks familiar and remembers herself - it was a swimsuit. It''s not underwear. Swimsuit.

    This is the bathing suit that Alcia wore to visit this room last night.

    "When you''re in a swimsuit at sea, you can''t use it this way, can you?

    Yut''s beloved Arcia said in disguise.

    And I added it to my lack of confidence.

    "Unless you don''t like it...... but?

    and.

    Yut replied with action, not words.

    Straight on top of this, with no room for misunderstandings.

    I remember what happened last night without denying, and now Yut blushes. Well, there was a lot more to it than nothing about being here for that in a way, and it was where I wanted to be as a yut. In the first place, it is also a swimsuit that Yut ripped off with his own hands.

    It was not an exaggeration to say that there was no single piece of regret there, but rather the true masterpiece of the man.

    "Yeah...... Yut...... kun......?

    From behind Yut, who had been delayed in his thoughts, there was a voice that felt just a little sad.

    Alcia wandered Dark Brown''s eyes in search of the figure of her loved one who was supposed to be there...... found Yut and smiled. Innocent as a baby, smiling without evil.

    "If I''m not in bed when I wake up, I miss you"

    "Sorry. Sorry."

    I can''t beat crying kids and animals.

    Yut gently turned his heel back and turned back to bed.

    Alcia laughs at me again. He welcomed Yut with his hands wide open as he lay on the bed, like a pillow, burying his face in his chest.

    It''s breathtaking and swollen, but that''s another one of happiness. Yut also holds back Arcia, feeling the body temperature of his beloved.

    Arcia sounded her nose satisfied.

    "I have no choice but to forgive you."

    Sleeping Arcia gets a little sweet.

    I can''t make fun of it later because I''m obstinate, but I should have the freedom to remember and think back.

    Besides, the Mage (Wizard) has excellent head and memory. Even more so if you are the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

    "Yut, but it''s not enough."

    "As you say."

    You don''t have to tell me what you''re asking for.

    Because Yut was the same.

    It rains a kiss on Arcia''s lips with her eyes closed, on her cheeks, on her eyelids, on her forehead. Shy of exposing her face, Alcia prefers kissing her face the other way around. Practice the new discoveries of last night quickly.

    The morning came, but the night wasn''t over yet.

    "Yut, let''s restrain ourselves today."

    "Yeah...... Right..."

    After the mornings, Yut, out of the Invisible Mansion (Krinel), agreed with his face in relentless sunlight.

    However, while acknowledging the correctness of the language, the suspicion remained that it would not work.

    "... I don''t know, I can''t feel the seriousness in my response"

    Does Arcia also dazzle? Turn her dark brown eyes to Yuut as she creates shelter with her hands.

    But the Great Mage (Arch Mage) did not answer anything, he just shrugged his shoulders.

    (In the first place, at the point where let''s not overdo it, it''s not a premise to do it)

    If so, how far the self-control will go.

    It was a yuut that had to be skeptical, if you think of us flirting with Alcia''s eccentricity.

    "In the meantime, shall we clean up after yesterday before we look around the woods"

    "Right. Exactly. You can''t keep doing that."

    Coming down to the sandy beach from a different dimensional space, the two walk straight along the sea.

    The Seventh Staircase''s Theoretical Spell: The Invisible Mansion (Krinel).

    It''s a fairytale spell where a thick wooden door appears when you activate a spell by specifying a point in the space, and a magnificent mansion exists ahead of you creeping through it. Of course, that door cannot be opened to humans who the spell-using surgeon does not allow.

    This means that last night the two of them would have been in a space completely isolated from the outside world.

    "... I didn''t know the shark would turn into a drop item overnight. Zhuyin sounds delightful."

    "Yut, let''s not escape reality."

    So I didn''t notice at all.

    That the twin-headed shark body you knocked down and left behind yesterday was gone clean.

    And to say otherwise, there are a lot of miscellaneous supplies.

    Fruits similar to mango fruit, stone axes, crude ropes, some black-baked, beautifully polished stones, etc. are put on top of the large leaves - are they banana leaves? -.

    When it came to the price of a twin-headed shark''s body, respect was felt.

    It''s like offerings or Kasaji-zo.

    "... Didn''t we talk about a deserted island here?

    "Maybe there are non-human species like elves and dwarves just because there are no narrowly defined people..."

    "That''s not a deserted island, it''s an island of elves or an island of dwarves, isn''t it?

    Looking like he encountered an unfair narrative trick, Yut exhaled lightly.

    Well, they''re gods. Perhaps I should have assumed that.

    "As far as this offering goes, it doesn''t look like he''s from the ocean"

    "If I had, it would have been simple to talk about..."

    Subraces living in the sea left their tribute in return for defeating the twin-headed shark who was a sea rioter.

    Since the habitat is not covered, there will be no active involvement thereafter.

    Such a simple story had to be denied in the content of the contribution itself.

    "More importantly, this is a trail of colo (...)"

    "... the footprints are with me, and I guess they are"

    When it comes to colo, of course, he''s not the dog of the Heavenly Grass family.

    What was left on the beach must have been the trace of the Marutai stick, carried away with a twin-headed shark. And there were a number of small footprints around it.

    "If something lives in that forest, I have to get involved."

    "I still don''t have a welcome from Truss-Sink God... and getting involved with them (...) may be the original purpose of the quest."

    "I see. Then I nod to send us."

    Valtrude''s charm (charisma), Exile''s skill, and Larsia and Yona''s leadership. All are good for negotiating with unknown species.

    But the danger of overdoing it was also stuck.

    In that regard, if it is Yut and Arsia, we can take the appropriate response...... and I guess Truss-Sink God expected.

    "It''s on schedule and it''s good to explore the woods... before we do, there''s one big problem"

    "... is something wrong?

    There are no longer any factors inhibiting spells, and that spell is well prepared for the situation.

    Sure, it may lack direct offensive power, but it didn''t seem to Alcia that the extent would be a problem.

    But Yut is serious in itself.

    "We need to get rid of this guy"

    "Yeah...... Right......"

    Lightly, Arcia also agreed.

    Just to be clear, there''s nothing I can do about it, but sincerity and sincerity are painfully conveyed.

    Leaving it alone was a great deal to blame as Yut and Alcia.

    "We''ll have to keep it in an infinite storage bag..."

    "Elemental reactors are dangerous, and an infinitely stored bag with this near-universal offering living together..."

    Shall I make it a souvenir for Larsia?

    With that in mind, Yut kept each and every offering in an infinitely stored bag.

    There have been such unplanned events, but not enough time loss to prevent the exploration of the forest.

    Less than an hour later, the yuts were divided into wooded areas across the sandy beach. The colo and foot marks continued in the woods, and even for two people who hadn''t mended their outdoor behavior, there were no problems.

    "I''m not familiar with vegetation, but it doesn''t look like a plant in an area where it snows"

    "If I had stopped the function, the snow would have stopped, so I guess that would have meant that the tower was involved."

    "I mean, was it really just around that mountain that was snowblowing"

    Blocked by tall trees, slightly dim in the woods. That''s not why Arcia was wearing a crimson eyelid.

    Even if vision is blocked, magic devices (magic items) that can capture the surrounding conditions with a simulated sensation were ideal for environments similar to this rainforest.

    Preparation, that''s not all.

    It is traveling using the spell of Transparency, and Yuut''s perception is sensed dozens of meters away by the theoretical spell of the third staircase, Wizard''s Eye.

    If Larsia was here, I wouldn''t have to go this far, but I might have been a little too cautious.

    "Kind of looks like the perennial grove where Dal-Lukash was."

    "Oh, of dinosaurs..."

    If you ask me, I do have something close.

    But the danger is out of step.

    Dinosaurs don''t even look like dangerous monsters in these woods. Being there is about a monkey flying across larger insects and tree branches than normal.

    Forests are easy to walk without undergrowth and do not feel steamy and hot thanks to a thermal coat (Corginess Cloak).

    If the environment was any better, it would have been enough to describe it as a picnic.

    "Yut, what kind of opponent do you think took away the twin-head shark?

    "It''s hard to identify just because it''s compact and bipedal..."

    "Right. That''s all that makes the meadow race (Magner) a candidate."

    "It''s not like they''re going to put a price on it, so it''s not. Never."

    Arcia laughed unexpectedly at the way she said it to herself. I realize that, and Yut obviously looks disgusted.

    "Don''t look like that. Looks like I''m doing something wrong."

    That''s what I''m saying.

    It is not a pleasant situation to encounter a meadow race (Magner) - and a herd! - in this situation.

    But happiness or unhappiness, it was not the meadow race (Magner) that was waiting ahead.

    Yut stops abruptly and sounds a warning to Arsia.

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "... there''s something here"

    "Yeah. But this..."

    With an indescribable look, Yut mumbles.

    "I think it''s Kobold..."

    The sight Yut saw through The Mage''s Eyes (Wizards Eye).

    That was the appearance of a small sub with a head similar to a dog carrying a twin-head shark and a sub still small but scaly and with a reptile head competing against each other.

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    "In that situation, though it would seem more like a victim to be attacked..."

    Arcia, who heard from Yut that the dog Kobold was being attacked by the reptile Kobold, did not, however, instantly aggravate good or evil.

    That''s just one cut away scene.

    Unilateral determination is no better than not knowing the background that led to waging violence. Then we lose the reason why we were chosen, not the Valtrudes.

    Alcia carves it into her heart.

    "No, there''s no such thing as a dog lover, is there?

    - Yut suddenly pounded, you have to hold on.

    Alcia renews her resolve. It also resembled the mother''s thought, "My husband can''t count on me, so I need to protect this child alone".

    "In the meantime, let''s stop whining"

    "Well, is that reasonable"

    Though he poked around, he didn''t suddenly make enough of an attack.

    Without even knowing Alcia''s chi, which secretly appeases him, Yut ran out.

    There''s no point in acting cautiously anymore. Running through depressed and lush woods with one hand the spell document leaps out into the open space where the settlement of Kobold is located.

    Despite the sudden intrusion, both are blind. It''s the same if Alcia shows up late.

    But the problem is nowhere.

    If you''re not going to turn this way, you just have to turn him around.

    "Firewall"

    Theoretical Spells of the Fourth Staircase, "Burning Barrier (Firewall)".

    It was underdeveloped in Snow Mountain, but now that we''ve stopped the tower from functioning, there''s no reason to fail.

    Three meters high. A flaming wall about a metre wide, dogs and lizards. It emerged between the two Kobolds.

    "culculculculculculculculculcul"

    "Cane Cane Cane"

    As soon as the two scream, the inorganic eyes of the lizard and the crushed eyes of the dog are simultaneously directed at the yuts.

    I''m sorry, but we''ll take care of this fight.

    To both of them, Yut declared grandiose.

    Alcia, who is in a step back position, decides to leave this occasion to her beloved husband, even as she remains vigilant.

    "I''m not taking sides with either of you. First, I want you to let me know what caused the dispute. Maybe we can work this out."

    Regardless of your mood, Yuut seeks to discuss it from a neutral standpoint.

    That was a fair and selfless word, but that doesn''t necessarily make sense.

    "culculculculculculculculculcul"

    He raised an inorganic, tall voice like he had caught a blackboard, and escaped as if the lizard-headed Kobolds scattered spider children.

    "Cucucum"

    I wonder how hasty he was. Kobold, the lizard-head who was across the wall, pushed into the Fever Barrier (Firewall) and managed to stay on the brink of the collision, running away from the wall in even greater haste.

    The desperation is hilarious, so much so that neither Yut nor Arsia comes up with the very idea of chasing them.

    "In the meantime, didn''t you serve the purpose of stopping the whining?

    "... right. Shall we start by listening to the other side?"

    A refocused yuut turns his gaze and awareness to Kobold the dog head left......

    "Which is worse, my eyes or my brain?

    "What happened?

    I guess it was hard for Arcia to tell, who was getting a pseudo-visual with a crimson eyelid, but it was clearly visible to Yut.

    The dog-headed Kobolds who are exposed to unintended appearances.

    I wasn''t grounded. But it''s worse than that in a way.

    The dog-headed Kobolds were lying on the ground with no one left.

    It''s also dressed to fold your hands and feet short and expose your stomach.

    It''s a dog-obedient attitude.

    "God, please calm your anger."

    Kobold, a head resembling a representative (leader) golden retriever who was at the head of it, petitioned in Catacotto''s common language.

    I''m not particularly angry or just flashing, but to unexpected words, both Yut and Arsia stop moving.

    "God?"

    Alcia, conscious of being one who serves God, was concerned there.

    "Was it?

    Yut was more concerned about the tone of tone than that. I didn''t like it. I was curious.

    Arcia and Yut looked at each other and said, "What do you care, there?" He silently fought his opinion, but it was not settled.

    "This is a very valuable experience."

    "I wonder if this was what it was like during the Great Sailing Era"

    Kobold men and women are intruding - I can''t tell the difference in appearance - and dancing around the flames. The basics are bipedal, sometimes on four feet. howling at the right time.

    Before such an exotic sight, Yut and Arcia had managed to keep their pace.

    The sun is still in Jomtien.

    From that hour on, when I realized, the feast had begun.

    I don''t know why.

    That I got a big guy named Twinhead Shark.

    And Yut and Arsia - that they welcomed God in.

    For them, I guess just one of them will be enough to hold the festival.

    Its twin-head shark is cut into rings and is at the center of the dance ring. In short, it''s burning.

    "To the gods, we ask you to raise the best."

    And Kobold, the Papillon-headed one who had earlier brought other dishes, said happily.

    When it comes to emotions, Yuut, who has been a dog lover for about a decade, is somewhat. Alcia, with an emotional ring, could have guessed quite accurately.

    It should be noted that the two views showed a difference of food so far.

    Incidentally, the fire that is burning up the Twin Head Shark was taken from the Fire Wall.

    God''s flame, I was so happy. Oh, my God, I can''t wait.

    Was Taro Urashima, who came to Ryumiya Castle, in the same mood?

    Just helping the tortoise out of the child''s bullying gave him a lot of hospitality. No, you must have been uncomfortable.

    "Yuuto-kun, these mushrooms are delicious."

    "No, Mr. Alcia, you don''t have to."

    In front of Yut and Arsia, the treat (...) was piled with mountains.

    The welcome is painfully conveyed, accompanied by a miserable but overlapping trophy with a lower back.

    "I''m not pushing you."

    "Yep..."

    The products served are delicious.

    Yut, who is well followed by his parents, has so much common sense.

    But that depends on the extent.

    Some kind of bird look baked.

    Insect larvae-like white.

    Mushrooms with no specialty.

    A cloudy liquid, in a vessel that divides it in half, similar to the fruit of a coconut.

    Should I say it''s wild.

    I know you''re entertained, but I don''t want to be a yut.

    Despite this, Alcia has a fine face.

    Alcia, formerly just a village daughter, seemed more wild.

    "Val would be happier to eat."

    "Sure...... I think I''ll be fine."

    Jonah, who is equally obsessed with food, may not get her hands on it the other way around. Because I''m quite a gastronomer.

    "God, are you enjoying it?"

    There, a representative (leader) dog-headed Kobold appears and also lays on the ground exposed to his stomach.

    "Oh, yeah. I''m satisfied."

    And Yut half-compulsorily took his belly.

    Strong at first, then gentle, and then intense at the end.

    Yut gets up at the same time as he releases his hand, this time in a sitting position. The eyes glowed with joy, and the furrows were glossy at any rate.

    I have no choice. If you don''t, you won''t get up and talk to me. Isn''t that inevitable?

    So there''s nothing nasty about it. I don''t even have to ask about Alcia. There isn''t.

    "It''s an ingredient that could have been taken away by Dragon Kin. Please, don''t hesitate to eat."

    "Dragon Kin..."

    These Kobolds seem to call the lizard-headed Kobold Dragon Kin.

    Yut also decided to call them simply Kobold, the lizard head who attacked them, Dragon Kin.

    They might call us Dog Kin, too, but, well, there''s each other.

    After mouthing a relatively visible little bird figure bake - many bones, but not unsavory - Yut asks the key question.

    "So what''s the reason you''re arguing with Dragon Kin?

    "It was the treatment of the divine body."

    "Your body?

    Yut frowns when it''s starting to stink.

    Even if it comes close to God in different worlds, for Yut, whose roots are Earthlings, religious issues just seem daunting.

    As far as mood is concerned, I don''t want to sneak up on a god I don''t touch.

    "That''s right. Even though the Plant Manager ordered us and Dragon King to protect your body, Yatsura was trying to make it our own."

    "Wait, the plant manager?

    Batras is near Queen Elizabeth, who came from the land of oblivion in search of Larsia, unlike the world of the Blue Covenant (Brewers).

    It was also strange in terms of character, such as his unhesitant behavior towards Elizabeth, the Lord, but his appearance is also human apart.

    Armor is moving willingly.

    It was the ancient being known as the plant manager that created such a mechanical race (Warmakina).

    "That''s right, God. Do you know the plant manager?"

    "No, I don''t know it directly... It''s got something to do with it."

    Plant manager (plant manager) who made the robot (Warmakina).

    The body left behind by the plant manager.

    And the tower''s elemental reactor.

    All three, all I could smell was trouble.

    "I mean, isn''t this the Brewers?

    "Sounds like..."

    Unlike Earth, I didn''t notice it because it''s not isolated from heaven.

    The two of them thought of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery smiling in childhood.

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    "As this is not the Brewers, but the land of oblivion..."

    As the Kobolds dance to the rhythm of the drum and celebrate the feast.

    Sitting in the best position as the guest of honor, Yut gave a serious look in front of the heart-building banquet dish.

    Kobold on Labrador''s face glances worryingly at Yut wondering if he did something he shouldn''t have done.

    It''s like a colo when a prank is found.

    To the worrying signs that seem to come from the emotion-sensitive ring, reminding me of my Heavenly Grass family''s dog - that is, it''s family for Alcia as well - Alcia loosens her mouth.

    "It''s okay, Yut, because you''re just thinking"

    "Great."

    Kobold''s leader stroked his chest down as if he were relieved from his heart. My tail, which had fallen so perfectly until just now, is shaking in an upbeat mood.

    To the communal behavior worthy of a small body, Arcia felt that Yut''s feelings could only be understood a little.

    I guess that''s why.

    What kept the conversation going, in the form of questioning, on behalf of Yut, who keeps thinking.

    "By the way, why are we gods?

    "Isn''t it God?

    "... that''s a tough part to say."

    Technically, I''m not a god yet. Even with the most concessions, it would be something like that apprenticeship. Acorn said bitterly, "God''s intern," etc.

    The Kobolds just shouldn''t know that fact.

    What, by what means, did they judge the two men to be gods?

    That''s not what Alcia knew, but the theories of the Kobolds were really simple and clear.

    "Weren''t you a god for knocking down the twin-headed shark that was the Lord of the Sea and lowering it to me?

    "That''s the way you look at it."

    It was a coincidence that he defeated the Twin Head Shark, close to winning eight. No, in itself.

    Leaving the body unattended was just not a matter of urgency for Yut and Arsia either.

    But from the Kobolds, the story comes as if it were different.

    Perhaps he was watching from a distance where he defeated him in the Shining Raid.

    He gently drove away the twin-head shark, and besides, gave it to me. In fact, I just left it, but I can''t help interpreting it as leaving us for ourselves if we don''t know that.

    "It must also have been the gods who broke the curse of Snow Mountain and made Rock Mountain appear on the side of the tower."

    "... maybe I should have cared a little more about people"

    In addition, the Fever Barrier (Firewall) stopped the feud.

    It has mighty power and behaves amicably towards itself.

    It was also natural, in a way, to be worshipped as God.

    In addition, for the Kobolds, the Plant Manager is not an absolute presence.

    "He brought me from a dangerous place to this island and gave me the task of managing your body."

    - To the condition that, although I am a benefactor, I do not seem to be in such a pattern as to swear absolute obedience.

    "But I went somewhere soon, so I did."

    "How long have you been here?

    "It was a long time ago"

    Is it a cultural difference? Or because you don''t need to just live on this island? As for the course of the years, I was quite indifferent.

    "Either way, it''s gonna be a hassle"

    At that time, Yut, back from the sea of thought, abruptly uttered words.

    Labrador-headed Kobold leaders naturally cannot grasp the sincerity of Alcia either.

    "... trouble means this wasn''t the Brewers? Sure surprised me, but isn''t it a big problem because the Truss-Sink God will do something about it on the way home?

    A new fact was discovered under the name of the plant manager (plant manager) issued by Kobold. Not sure yet, but it''s very likely this isn''t the world we''re used to.

    "Yeah. I''m not worried about you there."

    But it wasn''t there that Yut was concerned about.

    "After the expedition here is complete, I wonder what I can do with the island''s presence."

    "Isn''t that, like, quick?

    "Well, I am,"

    Estimate: Grabbing a fruit resembling a mango served on a banana leaf - somewhat of an eagle, but it was sweet - Yut says like nothing.

    "But maybe it''s out of time. In that case, we must also consider their protection"

    "... No way"

    Are you saying that you are off to time as well as the world?

    Is it possible for Truss-Sink God alone?

    The question arises as much as it takes.

    "Are we saying we might be in the past?

    "Oh. ''Cause when we''re talking about Larsia and Queen Elizabeth, it seems that the land of oblivion has almost killed ordinary animals in several disasters"

    "... maybe this place is like a kind of hideout."

    "Yeah. Of course, that''s possible"

    And Arcia also noticed late that it was a problem with that.

    If it''s the same time, this is a mountain of treasure. I don''t know what kind of country there is on the earth of oblivion, but it''s no wonder there''s a battle going on.

    If so, what will happen to the Kobolds?

    Or even in the past, when disaster struck, it was certain that the Kobolds would be miserable as it was.

    "Anyway, not until you meet Dragon King and find out who your god is."

    Swallow the rest of the fruit once and for all, Yut rose to momentum.

    The sun is still in Jomtien. There was plenty of time to operate.

    "Can you show me to Dragon Kin''s residence?

    "Why is that? In the middle of a banquet?

    "... there you are"

    It was puzzling that I returned to the request I told him would naturally be accepted.

    Crunchy - that''s what it is, like a dog - Yuut, with his eyes turned to him, as if he had received even poison.

    Among the Great Mages (Arch Mage), there must be a veritable grip.

    "If you really want to, I''ve guided you..."

    Hilariously, Labrador-headed Kobold leaders look behind them. There was a twin-headed shark - though rounded - that was burning in good shape.

    It''s just going to bake, but it''s a waste.

    It was also obvious from the sagging tail that he thought so.

    When you seem to pity me like that, you can''t force me or anything. At least, I couldn''t do it to Yut.

    It may have been some kind of tradition, as it also seemed sweet to the faithful, but Truss-Sink God''s response to Alcia was not lost in sweetness either.

    "No, yeah. You can do it later."

    "That''s right!

    Labrador-headed Kobold leader (leader) jumps up and reveals joy. As it was, he ran out to the bakery at Twin Head Sharks.

    "You have no choice."

    "I''m not rushing, I don''t mind."

    Yut answered with a complex expression as he sat back down.

    I''m not dissatisfied. It just seemed like he cared if I could waste my time like this while I said I wasn''t in a hurry.

    "I don''t know, Yut sucks at resting."

    "Really? I don''t think so..."

    I suppose you thought yourself unconvinced by the concrete unfounded objections. The end of the story gradually becomes smaller.

    Around here, I guess Yut is fundamentally unsuitable for slow life.

    Valtrude is not recited, and Yut is not slaughtered by the house. If there was such a future, how would you have lived?

    Alcia, uh, thought of that.

    And was there a place for me there......

    "Yuuto-kun wants to complete the exploratory row (quest) so quickly?

    "I don''t know what''s going to happen, so it''s sooner..."

    "If you do, you''ll be out of this island, too?

    "Is that... is that right..."

    Finally, they came to that fact.

    If Yut embarks on a solution, of course, Alusia will cooperate, and the search row (quest) will be accomplished.

    That will put an end to life on this island. You will be on your way back to Falve. It does.

    Yes, I have to go home now.

    I feel worried about Valtrude and his children and Jonah, but I''m too lonely for just two nights.

    Such consciousness works, and Alcia asks mean questions.

    "Are you saying how tired I am already?

    "No, no, no, no, no."

    I''m glad you''re in a hurry to deny it, and Arcia smiled in her heart.

    Yes, only in my heart.

    On the surface, one complexion has not changed.

    "Is that true?

    But that was a failure.

    Well, I''ll prove it again tonight.

    "Ha, ha, ha"

    In the wake of an unexpected counterattack, Arcia can defy it.

    "God, it was done."

    There, not only the leader (leader) of Labrador-headed Kobold... but nearly ten Kobolds brought in plates like a tree cut into rings.

    On top of that, the best part about Twin Head Sharks. The head of the twin-head shark - only one - was on it.

    Can I even call it a helmet grill on a twin-head shark? A donkey giant head was placed in front of both of them.

    Besides, that''s not all.

    Carefully scratch the eyeball area and be honored by both of you.

    "God, please."

    "Mr. Arcia..."

    Seeing his beloved wife no matter what, there was an Alcia blocking her sight with a crimson eyelid. I mean, I haven''t noticed.

    "Well, why don''t you blame me?"

    Alcia tries to grab a wooden key and eat the eyeball area.

    Maybe I''m fine......

    "No, let''s give it back first"

    It subtly stopped Arcia, and Yut took the goat smoke and wine out of the infinitely stored bag. It''s a farewell to Exile and Larsia.

    "Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa!

    Seeing that, the Kobolds howled happily.

    Are you happy with things, Yut - happy with what God gave you? Or both.

    I don''t know the answer, but my gaze comes from Yut and Arsia.

    "As Exile''s old man said, Larsia''s harassment items are helping."

    "If he hears it, he''s going to look like he bit a bitter bug."

    I''m looking forward to giving you something that might help and using it as Yut hates it.

    That must have been unexpected for the meadow race (Magner) as well, such as being honestly pleased with the Kobolds and Yut falling apart from the sight.

    "By the way, that, that''s the eyeball part of the twin-head shark, you want some?

    "... I knew I should have brought Jonah with me."

    Knowing that she was saved by her husband''s driving, Alcia unexpectedly thinks of the Albino girl''s face.

    "Yona is Yona, and she''s eaten, and she''s going to tell us to eat properly."

    "You''ve grown up fine... only food relations"

    In the end, the feast continued like this and it was the following day that we resumed our activities.

 554 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of sleepovers Episode XII

    Hiccup, the Kobolds march through the rainforest at a short stride.

    Looking around, proceeding with caution is serious in itself.

    Thus, in Yut''s eyes, it appeared communally on top of this. Occasionally, the evidence is that you are following a swinging tail with your gaze.

    But again, the Kobolds are serious themselves.

    He has the skill to smooth the skin, putting together crude leather armor (soft leather armor) from the top of his own fur, which carries a simple spear again. Fully armed, rarely worn.

    This tropical island - I tend to forget the yurts equipped with thermal jackets (Corsiness Cloaks) - is unlikely to wear armor or or anything.

    Nothing, but I can''t possibly carry a spear longer than their height.

    Dragon Kin, a former compatriot and now hostile. Ten or so settlement elites were in a good mood before the battle to decide between the female and the female enemy.

    "Oh, I don''t know if I''m gonna fall."

    But the morale is too high, and the movement is really dangerous. If a kid in elementary school is about to run out to the playground at a glance... do you know how worried and overprotective Alcia is?

    "For once, it''s home, and I wonder if it''s okay..."

    At the rear, Alcia watches over the Kobolds. I don''t wear crimson eyeballs today, and that''s why the danger comes directly to me.

    Yut also has anxiety, but when there are more people beside him, it is something that naturally calms him down.

    There is a reason why Alcia is more worried than Yut.

    Eighth Ladder''s Divine Spell, "Congratulations, Divine Feast".

    It creates dishes that are also equal to divine spirits and spirits, giving those who speak to them protection against poisons, overflowing vitality, and exuberant vitality. As can be seen from the rank of the eighth staircase, it is normal not to even know its existence.

    But there was no way the Yuts could be normal, turning them into a classic pre-departure menu from their adventurous days. He didn''t know the official spell name, such as Larsia - or even tried to remember it - and called it "The Breakfast Spell," etc.

    So I guess, Arcia had completely forgotten the power of this spell. That we are raised with God by the Kobolds.

    That morning on his way to the settlement of Dragon Kin, Alcia used the "Breakfast Spell" and behaved as well to the Kobolds because of it......

    "Do it."

    "I''ll do it."

    "The resentment of my ancestors, it''s sunny."

    Come on, it seemed to have overworked.

    "Because of me, I''m no longer in a state to discuss..."

    "Well, there''s an option to negotiate after you hit it."

    "No. It''s not Val, is it?

    "No, Val''s gonna kill him, even if he wins."

    Once, when I was throwing myself into battle with the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    At Yut''s initiative, we had a guerrilla battle that didn''t reveal our identity as much as possible - the point is, all the hostiles killed - but we just couldn''t hide it through to the end, and assassins were sent.

    It was when I defeated the assassin.

    Larsia was the first to notice, but Valtrude was the first to move.

    Jumping at the time the assassin attempted to set up, she takes the long sword (long sword) of Adamantine that she had placed on her pillow.

    To that Valtrude, Yut, who realized late, instructed him to capture him alive.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) said a big, "Okay!," he answers, launching an assault with all his might, beating him with the belly of his sword.

    And the body with the twisted neck came up.

    Yut will never forget the subtle air that flowed at this time.

    As a result, Valtrude gained the impression that he would die if hit badly (critically).

    Forget that.

    "Well, come on out poorly from the start. Not better than being licked."

    "I hope so..."

    It was Alcia who still felt responsible, but slightly upward with Yut''s follow up. No, I''m getting positive.

    "But yeah. Whatever it is, it''s just something we need to back up."

    "... at least the dead will never come out, it"

    To be precise, should I say that even if the dead came out, I would have decided that there was no Alcia? Of course, on either side of the enemy.

    "So, Yut,"

    "Hmm?"

    "Earlier, it was like those kids were saying something about ancestral grudges..."

    Yut, who watched as the leaking day colored Arcia''s black, long hair, opens his mouth as he reaches into an infinitely stored bag.

    "Those Kobolds and the dragon kins we''re about to meet are the same as the original ones."

    or fur blocked on the head of a dog.

    or on the head of a reptile, scales covering his whole body.

    I don''t know what it has to do with anything because they''re both Kobolds, but I don''t think they''ve branched out of the very same ancestors.

    I can''t say enough... is this world.

    "Apparently, there''s a group of Kobold ancestors who believed in dragons."

    As he follows his memory, Yut begins to explain. The hand stretched out to the infinitely stored bag was used to take Arcia''s hand. They didn''t even have to use pluralistic daiichi.

    "I admire its mightiness and aim to be the dragon itself..."

    "He said he turned into that."

    "Yes. At that time, there were rumblings in old and new Kobold. Well, I guess it''s centuries and thousands of years old."

    Since then, the Kobolds have lived hidden behind woods and other invisible places, and the Dragon Kins have aggressively entered the plains and near people.

    As a result, they come to be regarded as subraces with evil phases, as do goblins and others, to be recognised as scaly dragon kins on the Kobold-reptile heads.

    It wasn''t because of the dog lover that Yut was confused at first. Now that I know, both of them met together, and both of them are Kobold, so I''m stuck explaining.

    Instead of convincing and nodding, Arcia shakes Yut''s hand back.

    "Rather, it''s something that hasn''t developed into a full-scale war before."

    "Was Kaoru, the plant manager, good?"

    "Or did something happen that changed the situation, huh?

    "That sort of thing"

    In the course of the discussion, I also want to make sure of the area.

    Yut, who communicates his intentions over a connected hand.

    "In that case, we''ll have to hold onto the reins."

    Alcia stares at the Kobolds going forward while being left with one hand yut. In his eyes was the flame of duty.

    (Something tells me you''re feeling overprotective today, Arcia...)

    Yut twists his neck wondering if it would have been this far.

    Even the great magician (Arch Mage) could not imagine that Truss-Sink God made him aware that he would become a mother, and that he would act firmly to become a mother, and that, moreover, the result of Motherhood being stimulated by the perfect Kobold as an object of asylum would be this.

    (Will this be the case for Kite and Yuri in the future?

    That''s not why Yut thinks about the near future.

    At the moment, as you can see from the nostalgia for Alcia over her father, Yut, Alcia is no less loving to Kate and Yuri than Valtrude.

    From Arcia''s point of view, the precious Valtrude and his beloved Yut child can''t be cute either, so naturally.

    What happens if such Alcia faces children who have grown up and moved out of their own volition?

    It was as if I was looking at that sample.

    But it wouldn''t be the kind of thing you''d imagine from before you were even born yet, but somehow, I don''t feel like this happening in Alcia''s own child.

    I''m sure that''s because if you''re an Alcian child, you''re going to grow up calm and adult.

    Of course, I''m not saying Valtrude is restless.

    "God, this is where Dragon King lives."

    He was a yuut who was progressing with an imagination close to such delusions, but Kobold''s serious - but somewhat loose - voice brought him back to reality.

    "There was a watch."

    "Do it."

    "I''ll do it."

    Caves hidden in the woods.

    The pompous open entrance is quite large. Dragon Kin, standing on both sides of it, was alerting his surroundings as a sentry post with a spear.

    "Take down the watch."

    "After that, light a fire and send smoke into the cave."

    "It was a long time ago, and I kept doing it."

    "Do something like a runaway adventurer..."

    The entrance is not necessarily one place, and even if it were, it would not be a reliable operation because the enemies that should have been divided by room would come together.

    Nonetheless, using wisdom - or intending to use it - to aim to exhaust it was only like haha.

    "You don''t have to."

    It''s easy to knock it down by accident, but you''ll crush the option of discussing it from the start. That''s not funny.

    "Normally, let''s get out"

    "Beat him from the front with dignity."

    "Exactly, God"

    When he did it, he grinned bitterly at the praise of the tense Kobolds, while Yut sewed through the gaps in the trees to advance to the residence of the Dragon Kins.

    I also noticed the watch I was in front of the cave, pointing the spear tip this way.

    "Gurgh, Gurgh!"

    "Guru!"

    But whoever raises any voice, it doesn''t strike right away. We know Yut is a magician (wizard) using the Fever Barrier.

    Still, while I heartily praise Yut for his gall power not to try to escape, Yut also speaks up.

    "I came to talk to you. Let''s get a representative out there."

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    Face to face, two watchmen.

    It''s not like the words don''t make sense.

    It''s not like you don''t know who Yut is.

    Why do you not try to hear the demands despite them? What reason?

    "Yut, from the cave"

    "Yeah."

    Yut nodded lightly to Alcia''s warning standing beside him.

    So much less, after all, the Dragon Kins armed with spears appear about twenty times and take a semi-sixed formation.

    But the Dragon Kins, no one tried to come forward.

    "It''s disrespectful that God wants dialogue."

    Kobold''s reaction also sounds more prestigious, but in fact more confusing.

    Back off, Kobolds.

    There, a creaking voice echoed from the back of the cave.

    Yut and Arsia only slightly frowned, but the Kobolds hide behind the ''gods'', and the Dragon Kins pave the way together.

    "Is the appearance of the mastermind okay?

    "What do you think? The real mastermind would be the plant manager who prepared the stage."

    From the darkness of the cave, a blacker object sounded its footprints and advanced.

    Black scales.

    A giant like a museum.

    Strong limbs.

    Fangs on vicious jaws.

    And an oral cavity that exhales (braces) of terrible strong acids.

    Black Dragon in the Abyss.

    (I see. If the entrance to the cave did, was it this guy''s nest hole?)

    Turned out what was in Dragon Kin''s back and Yut was full of gratitude.

    In any case, the negotiating partner has been fixed.

    Without further ado, Yut asks the Black Dragon.

    "You''re letting Dragon Kin attack Kobold."

    "I don''t know."

    "Why are you trying to take away your gods and your dogs?

    "That''s what people don''t need to know."

    Perhaps both humans and both Kobolds are flipping and saying humans.

    The story of Black Dragon was magnificent but proud.

    I just want to respect that, but I can''t even leave it like this.

    "You seem to be hiding something. In human terms, he''s trying to keep us away with kindness."

    "It''s..."

    More than surprisingly, it''s an incredible story.

    Unless Arcia says so.

    "I have to ask... what''s going on"

    That being said, there were several solutions floating around Yut''s head.

    This kind of accommodation is limited to showing strength. I don''t want to be too abusive, but that''s the most efficient thing.

    Especially when it''s big enough to measure the power of this one.

    "Leftovers, leave this island, sick. And forget everything."

    Yut, I''ll take care of it.

    "Well, I''ll take care of the Kobolds."

    Alcia''s push came to an end.

    Ignoring Black Dragon''s advice, Yut ripped nine pages from the spell to let it unfold around him.

    "Dragon Change"

    This is the best hand. Most peaceful, efficient.

    The spell document is sucked into Yut, and the prism covers his entire body.

    The light gradually grew stronger and louder, symbolizing one figure.

    When the light polyhedron subsided, a scarlet monster appeared there.

    Redder than red balls, scales like blood.

    Giant body like a castle fortress.

    A giant hook claw that strikes out the hostiles.

    It''s going to swallow the world itself, jaws and fangs.

    And an oral cavity that emits a scorching exhale (fire brace) that burns everything down.

    The Red Dragon of Destruction.

    One or two times bigger than the black dragon in front of you.

    It is the embodiment of violence itself.

    "Let me talk to you, okay?

    "Hehe... This is very disrespectful..."

    In the present situation it replaces Yut, who is difficult to speak, with Arcia speaking up.

    Black Dragon nodded on the spot, and Yut - the changed Red Dragon - did not try to catch his eye. No, that''s not just about black dragons.

    With the Red Dragon still around, Yut glanced around.

    The neighborhood is completely quiet, with both Kobolds and Dragon Kin. I lay flat on the spot amicably. Although there is a difference between showing a dust seat and a belly.

    If you notice, only Arcia is standing.

    Except he had a dry laugh.

 555 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of sleepovers Episode XIII

    "No, I heard Dog King had a sorcerer (wizard), but I didn''t know he was this big."

    A slight voice echoed as Red Dragon and Black Dragon confronted each other.

    The voices of Kobolds and Dragon Kins are magically heard.

    It would rather be Yut and Arcia who were poked in the void.

    "Hehe. Then you should have told me from the beginning. Aniki and Tsubaki are very handsome now, so I really am."

    Rub your hands together - really, they do - and the black dragon (Black Dragon) comes out as poorly as you want. Alcia looked up to heaven in its appearance.

    That''s the same with Yuto, who solved Dragon Change.

    The two of them stare at the Black Dragon with an indescribable look. It''s an indescribable look, so naturally, it''s silent.

    Black Dragon in the Abyss.

    Simple violence is inferior to the Red Dragon, but its cold-blooded tactics and conspiracies with their families cause less damage to the world.

    The ancient black dragon Dargenvelspar, which once struck Folio-Farina, is its epitome.

    The dreaded Black Dragon begs forgiveness in a way that is no different from the Kobolds.

    If the wise man of the world had seen it, he would have opened his eyes in amazement.

    If Vainamarinen, the great sage, was the epitome of it, he might have laughed at his fingers. Naturally, the tip of the finger is not a black dragon, but a yut.

    Well, it may be described as unique to a highly calculated black dragon to show a cynical attitude that has neither itself nor the world before an absolutely powerful man who far surpasses himself.

    Yut decided to think so as he delivered the Kobolds, who remained in the pose of obedience, and the Dragon Kins, who remained grounded, to the edge of his sight.

    That''s right. It could be a pose to alarm this one.

    I see. So, are you going to scratch this sleeping neck? That''s the Black Dragon in the Abyss.

    Still young. Probably a dragon under 200. Jonah would be releasing it thinking about future resource protection without hunting.

    Speaking of that extent - it''s only because the Yuts can say so - that extent.

    Yet wasted pride puts survival first by throwing it away.

    This, on the contrary, cannot be alarmed.

    Yut, once again, decided to assume so.

    Alcia must have felt signs that her husband was reading in depth.

    Then Arcia left it to herself to say that the negotiations were her own business.

    Talk to the Black Dragon (Black Dragon), who nodded to the ground and waited for this reaction, without changing his face - because if he even smiled, he would be intimidated -.

    "I am, Alcia. O Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery! And then he''s my husband, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa"

    "Hehe. I''m Black Dragon, as you can see. My name is Morgosh. Later, get to know each other."

    At this time, the black dragon (Black Dragon) had a naughty grin in human terms.

    It also reacts differently to the numerous dragons we have confronted so far and to the pale ancient dragon Gourei we met in Li Kutua.

    "Until recently, I lived a comfortable life in a place just ahead of me."

    In short, I don''t feel majestic or anything.

    If you say so in person, it''s three.

    "This isn''t the kind of character that Alcia and I are dealing with."

    "You look too good in Yona and Larsia."

    That too, Yut nods. I don''t know what kind of chemical reaction would happen if I let them work with those two.

    Arcia, who took on the role of negotiator, moves one step closer to the Black Dragon (Black Dragon) - Morgosh, which floats in the eyes of a reptile.

    "There''s one thing I want to ask you. Fan up the Dragon Kins and try to monopolize the Plant Manager''s legacy - the Divine Body. What''s the reason?

    "I''ll make up my mind... No..."

    Black Dragon (Black Dragon) Morgosh raised his face and unnaturally pushed him to silence.

    The question itself is welcome, but difficult to explain. That''s the reaction.

    Yut doesn''t know why he can''t talk. For example, I heightened my vigilance as to whether it was even a further mastermind, but it wasn''t.

    "Talking to us now isn''t going to make you believe me. Is that what you think?

    "... heh. It''s your eyes."

    And a thick favor, but with a forethought, Morgosh makes one suggestion.

    "If you don''t mind, I have something for you to see for Aniki of Yut and Mr. Arsia."

    "Let''s go. I''ll take care of the guide, right?

    Black Dragon opened his eyes to Alcia who responded instantly.

    He didn''t really seem to think it was acceptable. That too, lightly.

    "Heh. I''ll show you. However, it is easy to fly..."

    "No problem."

    Lightly consenting, Arcia looks back at Yut.

    The archmage (Arch Mage) nodded softly and now spoke to the Kobolds, who remained in a belly-looking obedience pose.

    "I''ll take care of this, okay?

    "Of course."

    I''ll take care of it.

    "You can''t have a fight with the dragon kings, can you?

    "... of course I did"

    "In the meantime, what is it?"

    Well, I stabbed him in the nail, so he''ll be fine.

    Having so decided, Yut cleaves five pages from the spell document and casts a spell on himself and Arcia.

    "Long Flight"

    Theoretical spells on the fifth staircase last longer than normal Flight spells. We don''t know where we''re going, so it''s a reasonable choice.

    Morgosh, who was watching the sight, says as impressed.

    "As a matter of course, they use high-altitude spells"

    "Is it high?

    Around here, Yut feels strange. It''s weird, but it''s been weird for a long time, so it''s hard to correct now.

    "No. You''re no match for Aniki."

    I haven''t even fought, but the mall gosh went off, as I admired it.

    With that exhalation, Kobold and the Dragon Kins rock like canoes.

    Yut shrugged his shoulders as he watched the Kobolds go back together in reaction.

    It''s not like I''m impressed, and in the first place, I don''t have the muscles to be called Aniki. If Larsia finds out, it''ll just be so tedious.

    Later, we need to ask Alcia to stop talking too.

    "Now, it''s easy to guide you"

    Morgosh wings and gradually leaves the ground. In a wind that gradually became stronger, Yut somehow associated himself with the take-off of the helicopter.

    "Mr. Arcia."

    I don''t need to do that in particular, but Yut takes Arsian hands and floats in the universe. From underfoot, I heard the praises of the Kobolds, so I waved lightly with my empty hands.

    So with another raised cheer on their backs, the Yuts follow Morgosh through the deserted island sky.

    "Somehow, I think our stock has gone up even further."

    "I can''t solve it"

    As usual. No, it should be considerably more modest than usual, but how could it be?

    "There''s nothing I can do. From what I hear, even when you were Mr. Kagra, wasn''t it like this?

    "It''s not that simple..."

    Reflectively denied, Yut unnaturally pushed silently.

    I thought of how I tried to find the denial material, and I can''t even honestly say that because I can no longer deny it...

    When that happened, all I had to do was shut up or shake another topic.

    "Whatever that is, what is Morgosh going to show now?"

    "Right."

    Arcia took a light ride on Yut''s blatantly painful change of subject. The tenderness to look and pretend not to look existed in the beloved daughter of the Goddess of Death and Magic.

    "Though I don''t think there was anything particularly suspicious from the Snow Mountain Tower"

    "When I said that, I never thought there''d be a twin-headed shark in the ocean."

    "So is that."

    Anyway, Truss-Sink is an exploratory line (quest) that God himself has sent down. I don''t know what it is.

    When Arcia regained her temper, the preceding mall gosh reduced her wings and made her hover-like.

    Technically, I''m not staying exactly in the same place, but I''m slightly dropping, so I''m fine-tuning the altitude.

    "Aniki, Tsubaki. Here. Come on."

    "... it looks like nothing?

    The destination Morgosh points out from the air is part of the rainforest. In Yut''s eyes, all he sees is the sight of the trees thriving.

    "Um, I''ll do it where there''s a big tree. Where the forest is unnaturally cut, can''t you see the black hole?

    When I was told again and looked away, I noticed a point where only one corner was blank.

    "... you do look like you''ve got a hole"

    "Yeah, you''re right. Ease with holes leading to different dimensions. Little by little, but surely spread and easy"

    At first, it was like a spot about a coin.

    Dragon Kin, who stumbled upon it, at the same time witnessed a monster crawling out of its hole.

    "He said it was like a tiny bug..."

    "Was it that dangerous?

    "Danger. Yes, it''s not strong weakness, it''s dangerous - it came out damned!

    Morgosh moved just above the hole in the dimension, and Yut and the others followed it.

    White arms protruded through holes in the dimension, now about 5 meters, as the Yuts reached it, by the time it was pathological.

    As it turned sharply cornered, he put his hand on the edge of the hole and appeared slowly and painfully as if out of the birth canal.

    "I''ll call you Anazer Conquest, a different conqueror."

    "Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror..."

    Appearing in this world, its hands and feet are as long as Amenbo''s, and its head cylindrically this again is long. The face is easy to shape and looks like an old man or a child.

    The eyes are inorganic and just reflect the surrounding landscape. There, I can''t see any emotions.

    But if this is all, it''s creepy, but it''s just a monster. Previously, insecticians (Insectiens) who appeared suddenly in the falve were more incompatible.

    The heterogeneity of the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest came from here on out.

    The unity of Anather Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror born into this world, dared to hit the giant tree that stood nearby as it was.

    There''s nothing to block, and naturally, that assault is a success. Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror, collides with giant trees marked earlier by the Yuts.

    And vanished.

    Both the tree and the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest, together.

    And when I realized, the hole in the dimension was getting bigger all around.

    "This guy..."

    Send the advance soldiers, destroy a part of that world, widen the holes in the dimension, and send out even more gigantic advance soldiers.

    Now, the magnitude of the damage is still not significant in a mega-visual way.

    But if we cross the return limit, the world will perish as it is.

    Yut and Arcia have a serious look on their faces at beings they didn''t imagine. If I had other people, I would never have had the look on my face.

    "Yut, do you think you can do something about it?

    "Even if you attack normally, you can''t..."

    Who the hell is the dissimilar conqueror, Anazer Conquest, and where are the roots? I don''t talk about that, I don''t even know if I think about it.

    Being adventurers in the root part, the two circle their thoughts only on realistic coping.

    If we''re going to do this, we need the means to make the holes in the dimension disappear together. No, other than that, it''s the thought of the enemy - you can say that out loud.

    "Destroyed with attacks of the same lineage as Disintegrator¡­. Or, if it''s magical, it could be cursed or deterred...?

    "Or my" Miracle "might work..."

    Neither, there is no certainty.

    And if you hand it out poorly in that state, the crisis in the world will only be quicker. It is also natural that Yut and Arsia were nominated, not Valtrude or Exile or Jonah, who are going to go beat him for now.

    "I see. So, did Morgosh need a god?"

    At the same time, we found out why Morgosh tried to keep the Yuts away.

    Yut is honestly impressed by the fact that he is not a black dragon. If Jonah was here, she might be making it into a child.

    "The question is, what does that god actually look like?"

    On the contrary, what is the legacy of the plant manager (plant manager), who thinks Morgosh can do something about this situation?

    "Quite, it sucks"

    Yuut sighed loudly as he remembered the presence of an elemental reactor that remained in the bag of infinite storage.

 556 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of sleepovers Episode XIV

    "This certainly makes me want to describe you as a god."

    "Rather, there''s no other way to express it..."

    Black Dragon (Black Dragon) The two confirmed the Dimensional Hole and the heterogeneous Conqueror, Anazer Conquest, with guidance from Morgosh.

    At present, it was determined that it was difficult to cope, and the factory manager (plant manager) turned to the ¡°divine body" that it had left behind.

    It''s at the foot of the mountain.

    It was buried in the area that hit the gap between the snow mountains and the rainforest.

    A knight in full-body armor who is mossy but would be made of steel or something similar.

    The area that hits the lower body is buried in the snow and on the ground so the entire length is not known, but even the visible area alone seems to be nearly 20 meters.

    Right in front of the Yuts. That, indeed, was the perfect expression for a god.

    "I came to this island because I don''t remember the face or name of the factory manager as small as a kitten."

    I told the two of you who are impressed - or flattered - to miss Morgosh, who guided me so far.

    "But that''s all I remember exactly. If there''s been a crisis on the island, I''ve been told to move this god, Arsmakina."

    "Arsmakina......"

    Great machine.

    Again, this seems to be a substitute rarely encountered even when moving to another world.

    (Zhu Yan looks happy. No, a loyal man?

    Yut, who was thinking about it, realizes it''s serious.

    "So you know how to move this guy?

    "It''s refreshing."

    Even though Morgosh knows the danger of a hole in the dimension, it''s in this state. I guess I ran out of hands, but in the end, I didn''t move.

    That much, I can guess beforehand.

    Well, I also know how the plant manager (plant manager) feels about having trouble if it is easily used and wasted at the heart.

    "I know, but you''re unkind."

    "More than that, yut kun"

    Alcia, who was silently listening to Yut and Morgosh interact, leans her neck and asks questions.

    "Is this something that moves?

    "Well, aren''t you going to move?

    Huge knight statue with full body armor.

    Looking from the top down at it, Yut responded.

    "I''d rather not move, I''m surprised."

    Whatever it is, it''s a great machine - the Arsmakina.

    "Sure, that''s what Mr. Acorn would say..."

    Alcia nodded, though one thing doesn''t seem to be true at the moment.

    "In the meantime, do you want to find out?

    "Right... right..."

    Yut agrees with the unacceptable but unpleasant style.

    The reason for this is that, anyway, you won''t find a clue.

    The other thing was, I had a feeling about the startup. Because there was too much.

    "If you mean to look into it, I''ve already looked into it dozens of times."

    "... didn''t find anything?

    "Yeah. One joint. Exhaling (braces) didn''t scratch one."

    "Right."

    I don''t mind looking into it for once, but it''s going to be a waste of time.

    Though it''s not like we''re on the verge, we don''t have the time to stand around for long.

    "Mr. Arcia, step away for a moment."

    "You''re going to use an example elemental reactor?

    "Yeah. But I don''t know what''s gonna happen..."

    "Okay. But it''s easier if you stay close."

    "... Val told you that if Mr. Arcia was safe, you''d be safe with me no matter what, right?

    "Depends on the time and the circumstances."

    "... I get it."

    With the exception of the part due to Acorn''s origins, Yut and Arcia, the closest of values. But if they refuse to persuade you by reason or efficiency, there''s nothing Yut can do.

    "Hey, it''s close to Snow Mountain."

    "Sorry about that."

    No, there was only one thing I could do. The Black Dragon (Black Dragon) is used to make tea.

    After dozens of times different human gazes in terms of mass, Morgosh turned his face blatantly away. If you''re a human, you''d be whistling.

    But Yut doesn''t pursue it any further. Sometimes that''s not the case, because it''s such a special winner attitude than Larsia.

    Well, to react worse than Larsia, you wouldn''t come across it that way.

    "Now, how do I use this guy..."

    Almost smiling, Yut was forced to tighten his expression and remove the elemental reactor from the bag of infinite storage.

    A treasure ball about two turns bigger than a human fist.

    That''s enough to extrapolate value, but in a way, it''s not such a common sense existence.

    The angle of view makes it a strange gem that looks like a triangle, a rectangle, a cylinder, a positive twenty hedron, or even those complexes.

    The colors are also yellow, blue, red, purple, white and black. The symbolic colour of the hexagenic elements emits a prism.

    As can be seen from its color, the Elemental Reactor was a kind of permanent institution that accessed the source world itself and drew energy out of phase differences.

    How do we mount this dangerous substitute on Arsmakina?

    Such worries ended in concern.

    The Elemental Reactor, which once again emerged in this world, floated away from Yut''s hand alone.

    "Yut!?"

    "Fine. No harm... I think"

    As if it were only natural to do so, the Elemental Reactor flies in a straight line to the buried Knight Statue - the chest of Alsmakina.

    And instead of colliding, it was absorbed into Alsmaquina as if it were falling to the surface.

    "Yut''s Aniki, that''s..."

    "It was made out of a snow mountain tower. Situationally, the factory manager (plant manager) must have planted it."

    "I see. That''s why I''m not moving."

    At that time, a strange investigation poured out onto an uninhabited island.

    I accidentally fall in love with it, striking the hearts of those who listen, or, naturally, mumble the melody.

    There''s such music.

    At the same time, the giant knight statue - the alsmakina - vibrates, causing moss and dirt on the surface to peel off.

    The light then shines on the area in contact with the eye, and the chest, where the elemental reactor was swallowed earlier, opens with a sound.

    "Is it broken?

    "No, you''re not."

    Yut shook Arcia''s hand, which seemed worried, pointing to her open chest with the other remaining hand.

    There were two cockpit seats up and down. Apparently, it''s a cockpit.

    "You''re a good match."

    "I can''t do this."

    "Be on your guard outside."

    When asked to do so by Morgosh, Yut, who remained on Long Flight, takes Alusian hands and flies to the cockpit.

    "Huh? Am I going to sit over there too?

    "Sit or ride"

    "I see. You were a vehicle..."

    Finally Alcia, catching up on her understanding, sat in the cockpit downstairs ready.

    The pilot seat is not uncomfortable to sit on. But two sticks sticking out - a joystick - or a pedal underfoot. Besides, I didn''t know what the meters and buttons on the console were like.

    "Yut, this is-"

    Looking back to the upper cockpit, Arcia asked her dependable husband to explain, and the hatch, which was open up and down, made a noise and closed.

    The cockpit is enveloped in the dark.

    "Yut!?"

    "It''s okay. I think the pilot just closed the entrance."

    I''m used to the dark, but the dark when I open my eyes is a different story.

    Calling her husband''s name not to be enlightened by it, Alcia was feeling her impatience vanish into a sober answer.

    Yut uses the Light Spell, and his impatience is completely extinguished.

    "... if I push any, will it start?

    "Weird manipulation, no explosion, right?

    "I don''t have Larsia, so I guess it''s okay"

    Taking it easy, Yut tried to press the button on the console appropriately - suddenly 3D footage appeared on the front of the cockpit.

    3D images that were noise-mixed at first and even ambiguous in contour.

    It eventually raised one statue as if the tuning fit.

    Sitting on a sofa all alone, staring at this one with a sharp gaze like an eagle, looking like an old bald man in white.

    "My name is Schhendark. People call me Plant Manager."

    "... suddenly, what? What''s happening?

    Suddenly he showed up on the screen, bald old man. It''s not that I don''t know what the word means because the video itself is subjected to magical procedures.

    But if you get into a magic device (magic item) that you''re not sure about, this is it.

    To Alcia, I had no idea what was about to begin.

    "... I knew if there was Zhu Yin, you''d be thrilled"

    Meanwhile, what is going to happen to Yut, who sat in the cockpit above? I understood while blurring.

    Should I say that I understood or that I had seen it?

    Anyway, I was sure I could afford more than Alcia.

    "Far from the future, please listen to me. To prevent the doom of the world."

    "... if that''s the case, you can''t refuse."

    Are you talking to yourself? Or are you responding to the video?

    Yut, who almost laughed unexpectedly at the language of difficulty in judgment issued by Arcia, shakes his head gently to change his mind and concentrates his consciousness on the story of the factory manager (Plant Manager), Schhendark.

    "As far as my research is concerned, it is very diverse and advanced, so let me save it. That''s not the point."

    "Yes."

    "In short, I have come to the conviction that this world is doomed by a different conqueror, Anazer Conquest."

    Not surprisingly.

    In this situation, it would be more surprising if other stories came out.

    But that wasn''t even a welcome story.

    "I appealed to the world about the danger. But no one tried to understand. Even the few understanders didn''t try to take the crisis seriously, uncertain whenever it would happen."

    You can''t blame anyone for that.

    Even if Yut is told that a hell of a monster will show up in hundreds of years, he should be telling us to leave that to the people of the future.

    "Apparently, you''re as sweet as Yuto."

    "No, that''s too much to buy..."

    Yut denies it, but Arcia doesn''t fit in.

    Sometimes it would have been the same even if we had the time, because we had been talking about Schhendark.

    "So I guided the whole thing"

    "... is that the island?"

    "Yes, I mean this island."

    When I snapped, the video and the conversation were in place, and Arcia was looking up at this one from the cockpit below.

    The dewy eyes are amazingly round.

    But there are no pause buttons. Before Yut explains it, the video moves on.

    "Doom is coming, it cannot be stopped. So I tried to control it."

    Schhendark''s actions, which are thus told, surprised even Yut.

    "On the day I came, I induced a hole of dimension to appear on this island. I put my greatest masterpiece, Alsmakina, in an unfinished state with only the power source. He rescued the Kobolds, who were in distress in other lands, and moved them to this island in gratitude to make Arsmakina an object of faith. In case anyone finds this island, to make them think that Arsmakina is just a knight''s statue."

    said Schhendark, slightly distressed.

    I can never say it''s bad, but I guess I was guilty of treating you like a comma.

    "And also, Dragon King and Dog King. By making the two kinds of Kobolds sanctify Alsmakina, we have put in place a structure that will keep them away from Alsmakina if they are not recognized by both"

    Yut was unwittingly impressed with how much he had thought about it.

    At the same time, I was wondering if I would be able to get that far.

    Without time to give that answer, Schhendark in 3D footage continues his explanation.

    "In order to drive the Kobolds away and keep them from advancing at all costs, we searched for dragon eggs and to some extent educated them to become the lifeblood of this island. And created a tower that absorbs magic so that it automatically creates an elemental reactor that will be the power reactor of Alsmakina."

    A mechanism that also seems seemingly futile.

    But it had come to fruition in the form of Yut and Arsia.

    "I''m guessing those of you who are watching this footage now are the righteous minds recognized by the two species of Kobolds and Black Dragons (Black Dragons). Oh, I believe I am. Not because you can only believe it. Believe that justice is immortal, but believe therefore."

    Schhendark was right in his beliefs.

    "If you have a heart, I want you to respond"

    But Schhendark, the stereoscopic footage who still doesn''t know its correctness, pleads.

    "Peace to the world. Peace on the ground. And hammer evil."

    Schhendark stands up, who has been sitting on the couch ever since.

    And scream.

    "Marching! With a just heart in your chest!

    Dialogue that Valtrude is likely to rejoice in.

    That was the last word of the plant manager.

    The 3D footage of Schhendark cuts off after a bump.

    At that time, the light lit the cockpit screen and console.

    I''m about to be born.

    It''s about to start.

    And the elemental reactor played brave music. At the same time, the surrounding snow and rock formations tremble, gradually bringing Arsmakina back to what it was.

    The hope of a lonely man who foresaw the doom of the world is about to fulfill the resurrection.

    The brave investigation culminated.

    At the same time, Alsmakina strips off his mountain skin and aims for heaven in a straight line.

    "Oh, finally!

    Black Dragon cheered.

    After passing before its eyes and rising even higher in heaven, Arsmakina stopped.

    With the sun on his back, a giant knight of all-body armor - Alsmakina spreads his arms and an elemental reactor raises his temper.

    That was the production voice given by a mechanical hero saving the world.

 557 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of sleepovers Episode XV

    Arsmakina was born and born into this world in a glorious way.

    Black Dragon is a mechanical hero with awe and vision.

    "How do you control this!?"

    "Yut, aren''t we talking a little differently?

    But its interior was at the extreme of confusion.

    I guess I could steer with two levers and a foot pedal. It was a yuut that was turning high, but I didn''t expect it to fly all of a sudden.

    It''s like soaking up a tutorial and all of a sudden being thrown into field training.

    "... thinking about it, fine, I think I''ve been seeing that!

    After realizing that it was not even Roku, Yut let go of his hand from the joystick and took out the spell.

    "Intuition (Third Eye)"

    The theoretical spell "Intuition of Essence (Third Eye)" on the Ninth Staircase gives the operator the ability to understand the correct answer beyond reason.

    Due to its sixth sense, Yut ¡°knew¡± how to maneuver Arsmakina, and stepped foot pedals through his head.

    Then, Alsmakina flies further up and higher.

    "Okay. Is this the output? Then... ugh."

    Continuing, pressing the two joysticks all the way down, they angled.

    "Ah."

    From the cockpit below, I was concerned to hear a cute scream, but now I have to concentrate on the cockpit.

    When Yut knocks the joystick to the left, Arsmakina moves to the left. When I subtly changed the angle, I started swirling this time.

    "Ahhh."

    Defeat the joystick to the right and pull it up. Defeat the left and right levers in different directions and the fuselage flies with a twist.

    "... Yut... add and subtract a little..."

    "Sorry. It moves sensibly, so it follows."

    There was resentment from the cockpit downstairs. Yut apologized as he made excuses to Alcia, who turned his gaze.

    In the meantime, he also manipulates the pedal and the joystick into small pieces and manages to keep the alsmakina at a constant altitude.

    "It looks like I have control, so I don''t mind..."

    I wasn''t scared, I wasn''t drunk.

    It was just a surprise, and Arcia smiled as she excused herself. Although it was a much more attractive smile than usual.

    "Yeah. Sounds sensible."

    "Yes...... It''s sensory..."

    sensation. From Yut, it was a word I didn''t really want to hear.

    However, Yuto, who ¡°knew¡± the maneuver in Intuition (Third Eye), has no other words to explain.

    "If this were Val, you''d be more than welcome..."

    Rather than that, it is scarier for Valtrude to logically say¡­ etc. The world will perish.

    "But I did move it, but how am I supposed to counter the holes in the dimension and the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest?

    "You''re not gonna stick me in a hole and tell me to blow myself up, are you?

    "I''d like to believe it doesn''t...... Something, no weapons?

    Elemental reactors raised their temples as if they had reacted to that twinkle.

    Brave, temporal music echoes in heaven, and light dwells in the right arm of Arsmakina. When it stretched once and for all, the light was fading away the next moment, turning into a swinging sword.

    A double-edged sword that is likely to illuminate length, depending on the angle of view. The forged blade is pure white, emitting a hard yet gentle light.

    "Did you respond to the audio? Or draw my will...?

    But Yut was not a graceful two-handed sword, but held his heart to the mechanism that gave birth to it. Generate weapons. Alternatively, any summoned mechanism can be explained by a theoretical spell.

    However, the reason for activating it cannot be explained by a simple synonym (test word) expression.

    "Yut! There''s something going on out there with Morgosh, isn''t there?

    "Hmm?"

    Arcia could afford to turn her attention to the fully displayed screen of the cockpit, against Yut, who was cut short of manipulation and thought.

    As Yut looked at the screen while thanking them for being the two of us, Morgosh was winging and hopping up for far above.

    As if fleeing something.

    No, he''s actually running away.

    "Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror..."

    You think you reacted to the emergence of natural enemies?

    Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror with an unusually long, right-angled hand and foot and a cylindrical head, was following Morgosh, the same as we witnessed earlier.

    It''s just bigger than that I just witnessed, with angelic wings growing on its back.

    The combination of a heterogeneous conqueror, Anazer Conquest, and angel feathers, is an ugly word. Just like multiplying the negative with the positive would be negative, just emphasize the ugliness.

    Its heterogeneous conqueror, Anazer Conquest, turns his round, cylindrical head and meets Arsmakina.

    It was inorganic to describe as finding prey and creepy only to call it mechanical.

    And he came this way in a straight line.

    "Yut, what do you want to do?

    That was not a word to entrust Yut with the policy, but to urge him to make a decision.

    Use a spell to respond from here.

    Discard this fuselage.

    And counteract the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest in this alsmakina.

    The choice is shared by the two of us. So all Alcia should do is put her trust in Yut into words.

    "Alcia, you have to give me your life."

    "Of course."

    In Yut''s masculine words, the inside of Arsian breasts burns up.

    Meanwhile, there is no clutter that if Yut fails at this time, the world will perish - and so on. I don''t have to worry about what to do if I lose.

    Remove the threat in front of you along with Alcia.

    Just for that matter, I was focused.

    "Come on, please"

    When Yut pulled the joystick as he licked his lips, Arsmakina waved a huge two-handed sword over his head in conjunction with it.

    Same operation as earlier, different movements. Is the Arsmakina side processing in accordance with the situation, or is it reacting to the will of the pilot?

    I don''t know, but it works the way Yut thinks. Now, that''s enough.

    Anazer Conquest, a different winged conqueror, storms against Alsmakina, who has waved up a huge two-handed sword.

    "Hey there."

    Timed to Anazer Conquest, a different conqueror who had penetrated, Yut pushed the joystick with all his might.

    Linked to it, Alsmakina waves her two-handed sword down.

    Flash.

    A slaughter as if it were a combination of Valtrude''s acumen and Exile''s strength.

    - Immediately after, the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest ceased.

    "... Shit"

    Easy feint.

    But it worked for yut unfamiliar with maneuvering.

    With just that trigger, the two-handed sword slashes the sky, slashing only the sky, and the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest plunges it again as if to mock it.

    Even though "Intuition of Essence (Third Eye)" reveals it, the yurt immediately after shaking the sky cannot handle it.

    "Please, move."

    But there was also Alcia in the cockpit.

    Feeling like praying - this is her specialty - when she stepped on the foot pedal, Arsmakina moved on, not up or down, as it were.

    So the path deviates, and the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest collides on the left foot of Alsmakina.

    Was that good, the vanishing like giant trees we had just witnessed was avoided.

    "With about a foot!

    Yut turns the joystick and flips the alsmakina. Relative to Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror who vanished and passed his leg.

    The legs had disappeared from the tip of the part that touched the legs, in human terms, but the yuts were intact.

    I''m flying, so there''s no obstacle to action. Or did Schhendijk launch into the sky in anticipation of this?

    Then why have legs in the first place?

    That question didn''t matter.

    Anazer Conquest, a different conqueror, is still alive. As much as I''ve wiped out Alsmakina''s leg, it''s getting smaller all the time, but I''m not even trying to escape. I''m after this one.

    If you simply want to widen the hole in the dimension, you can also stick it into the trees or mountains around it. I mean, it must have been because I recognised this Alsmakina as a threat.

    "You can''t make the same mistake anymore... You''re an amateur, but it''s difficult..."

    Yut crushes with a sloppy down without a two-handed sword in place.

    Meanwhile, the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest was also watching how this one came out.

    Visiting, glued condition.

    I tried to pass a few minutes as it was, and suddenly Arcia looked back.

    "Yut, something''s coming up."

    "Push!

    Even Yut doesn''t know what it is. But instead of the Whisper of Intuition (Third Eye), Yut believed in Schhendark. The madness, to be precise.

    Fulfilled, the bet was a success.

    At the same time that Arcia presses the button that appeared on the console, the chest part of Arsmakina opens to the left and right, revealing an object like a giant lens.

    Elemental reactors raise their temples and heavy investigations flow.

    As with time, the light focused on the lens and was emitted as a thunderbolt.

    The thunder did not extinguish when it hit the different conquerors Anazer Conquest, but rather restrained his entire body and pushed him to the slopes of Snow Mountain.

    "I can''t believe these weapons were hidden..."

    "I didn''t know there was even a beam"

    "Did I tell you to push the button without knowing?

    "Coming out at times like this is usually a hidden gear to get out of a predicament"

    Yut, who had no basis but spoke the right answer, stepped on the foot pedal and manipulated the joystick to follow the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest.

    The winged ugly monster remains stuck in a thunderous net.

    Just in return for earlier intentions, Yut, and Arsmakina, wave up a giant two-handed sword.

    Flash.

    The blow, waved down by a giant pitch-black knight over dozens of meters, severed Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror captured by lightning and scratching algae, directly from the front.

    The two-handed sword is alive.

    Neither has the mountain skin that has driven the different conquerors, Anazer Conquest.

    Arsmakina is safe too.

    Only a heterogeneous conqueror, Anather Conquest, disappeared without a trace.

    "Yut, we''re gonna bump into each other!?"

    "Now we can manage!

    But the momentum has disfigured me, Arsmakina. Yut pierces the slopes of the mountain in an attempt to replace the two-handed sword with a cane - but.

    "Gone!?"

    Yes. A band of two-handed swords pierced him disappeared as if nothing had happened from the beginning.

    Just like when the dissimilar conqueror Anazer Conquest collided.

    Without anything to support, Arsmakina slips down the slope, but the current phenomenon is too shocking to scream. I didn''t even have the regret of flying.

    Arcia and Yut open their mouths in a cockpit of Arsmakina stopped at the foot.

    "This is..."

    "Maybe this weapon has the same nature as the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest, or is it such a setup...?

    "That''s not supposed to get public understanding!

    Arcia, in a way, screamed plainly.

    Yut, too, was in agreement with it on the inside, but taking up a bigger part is a similar thought to the reality escape of "Seriously, Zhuyin seems to be a delightful setting, this".

    "Maybe Arsmakina itself was a presence that would attract holes in the dimension?

    "Impossible..."

    I don''t know if it''s possible. But I''m sure the tweezers will fit.

    "That''s right, he''s the birth parent of Batras"

    Mounting whether it was a praise or a curse I''m not sure, Yut flew Arsmakina again. Whatever the truth, I might be able to manage a hole in the dimension with this.

    But before we get there, the dissimilar conqueror Anazer Conquest stands again.

    "What the hell, again..."

    "No, Yut. This..."

    The size, appearance, and wings are no different from the earlier Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror.

    No, it didn''t change. Already, in the past.

    The contours of the dissimilar conqueror Anazer Conquest distorted and divided, acknowledging the appearance of Alsmakina.

    It does not remain the same size. More slightly, countless enormous.

    A herd of inago, to parable.

    Part of the sky is stained black with the divided, heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest.

    That''s one will, to Arsmakina. They killed Yut and Arsia.

    I was watching from somewhat further away, Morgosh. No words.

    "Knock."

    I wield a two-handed sword. I make some disappear, but I can''t make it.

    "" The Great Sorcerer''s Shrink: Steps of Arc Mage ""

    In an unexpected manner, Yut used a theoretical spell.

    If it were meant to be, a theoretical spell that gives only the operator the ability to travel in sustained moments.

    Nonetheless, Alsmakina suddenly disappeared and emerged a short distance - about a few hundred meters - away.

    "A spell that only works for me works for Alsmakina too!?"

    "I just felt I could use it somehow!

    Yut responded clutterfully to an impressive, stunned Alcia. Thanks to Intuition (Third Eye), it was true that I was certain but could not tell until I tried it.

    Now the Yuts have some leeway too, but the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest is also desperately pursued. If we don''t destroy our natural enemies here, we know we can''t achieve our purpose.

    At the end of the day, no matter how long you escape on short distance instant travel, there is only one way to reduce the number by waving a two-handed sword, and Arsmakina gets eroded one by one.

    Head, chest, shoulders, arms, feet. It was transformed into nothing by Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror who became an inago.

    As it is, it is only a matter of time before it disappears at the same time.

    - If it stays this way.

    "Alsmakina, if you''re talking about destroying a different conqueror, Anazer Conquest, spare no effort and show your strength."

    Yut roared in the cockpit.

    Alsmakina''s strength is not to this extent. I was so sure.

    "If I had enough to rely on a machine like this, I''d be better off getting my hands on it directly!

    Did you respond to that call?

    Or because you detected an external situation?

    That is uncertain, but change has come.

    A green light lit the steel blade, which became a great twist and an even greater swirl of force than a giant two-handed sword.

    Anazer Conquest, a heterogeneous conqueror who touched it, vanishes so that it can be solved.

    The swirl of light also covered the cockpit.

    "The power... falls out... ru...?

    Alcia, who touched it, whispers softly.

    Spiritual or vital? I don''t know how, but I''m also looking for energy from the pilot.

    They need energy that even elemental reactors, some kind of permanent institution, can''t cover.

    But that had nothing to do with Yut.

    "If you smoke, leave me alone!

    Alcia, what the hell are you doing?

    I rarely get angry. Yut, who does not expose discomfort except for Larsia and Vainamarinen, clearly provoked anger.

    Drinking by its wrath, the swirl of light retreats from Arsia. Instead, the light covering the perimeter of the yut becomes more than double darker.

    "Yut...... kun......"

    Smiling to reassure Alcia looking up at this one, Yut gripped the joystick.

    "Come on, let''s get this over with"

    Arsmakina responded to that vague but unclear order.

    When Arsmakina, Yut raised his two-handed sword heavenly, the vortex of power became a storm and covered the entire island.

    Already, there is no sign of the heterogeneous conquerors Anazer Conquest. He got smaller like a bug and was driven away with it all.

    The black clouds that covered the uninhabited islands are removed and the emerald green Aurora colors the heavens.

    A strange examination flowing from it is background music that promises victory and glory.

    Both Kobold and Black Dragon. Every creature on the island was looking up to it in a prayerful mood.

    That''s probably the primitive form of faith.

    In the meantime, Yut runs Arsmakina. Soon, all the damage sustained by Alsmakina - both the lost leg and the wound devoured by the inago-like, heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest - was regenerated.

    But that is not as notable as it should be.

    "My mother, the goddess of death and sorcery, Truss-Sink, my dear daughter, my Hippo. Heterogeneity is not a sin. I see that rewarding evil deeds that return the world to nothing -" Miracle. "

    Compared to the miracles that are going to happen.

    With a glowing blade on emerald green, Alsmakina drives. No, the alsmaquina itself turned into light.

    Towards a hole in the dimension, the great machine that houses the power of miracles flies.

    Along the way, it also seems that the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest has set up a body hit, but only the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest vanished at the same time as he touched it.

    The other guy, he must have done something he couldn''t.

    The holes in the dimension were considerably smaller than they were when we first saw them.

    But that doesn''t justify condoning. I won''t.

    He spearheaded a two-handed sword that emitted Emerald Green''s spirits (Aura) and penetrated the hole in the dimension.

    On its surface the vortex light is quenched, and the powder of light dances around it. It''s like you''re sticking a drill up a hard rock bed.

    Balance.

    antagonism.

    Between us.

    "If it''s not enough yet, bring it as much as you need!

    Emerald Green''s spirituality (Aura) grew.

    There''s a sound of the world cracking.

    The investigation flowing from the Elemental Reactor becomes even more temperate and intense.

    It''s the sound of piercing.

    The sound of penetrating a being that offends the boundaries of peace.

    Raise your temples and put them on the two-handed sword of Alsmakina. A crack ran to the spiritual (aura) and splashed.

    "Yut!?"

    "It''s okay!"

    The music played by Elemental Reactor had turned into a gentle song of relaxed tempo.

    It''s the sound of an end.

    The emerald green light is clear, and you can see the earth in its shadows. The trees that were growing around them were knocked down, and there were no signs of life.

    At the same time, the appearance of the hole in the dimension, nowhere.

    Completely extinguished.

    By the time I had no skin, the hole in the dimension had disappeared.

    When Yut and Arsia recognize that, Arsmakina also slowly falls to the ground, as if he had exhausted his power.

    It''s not a crash. Landing.

    Along the way, stereoscopic footage reappears in the cockpit of Alsmaquina.

    "You did a great job. Those who have a just heart. Thank you, sincerely, thank you."

    A bald-headed man in white, Schhendark bowed his head deeply.

    "I''m sorry, but I''ll freeze some of this Alsmaquina feature forever"

    "That was good."

    If such a dangerous force has to be stored all the time, I will be relieved.

    "But the basic functionality remains. If you wish, my legacy will not be properly used."

    That said, the 3D footage of Schhendark disappeared.

    At the same time, Alsmakina descends on the ground. In the center where you erased the holes in the dimension.

    "Yut, are you all right?

    "Oh...... Pretty tired. Later, I want to get sloppy with Mr. Arcia."

    "Does that make you tired...?"

    I practiced later and gained the knowledge that my fatigue had healed, but that I would be left with another fatigue. It could be described as a valuable experience.

    Nonetheless, Arcia utters her doubts.

    "I wish I could have defeated you, but in the end, I wonder what that was..."

    "Most likely a family member of the helix of despair (Leliouria) ¡­ I wonder"

    Though the spiral of despair (Leliulia) has repelled itself, its family and followers must remain numerous.

    Either way, a second and third heterogeneous conqueror, Anazer Conquest, may emerge.

    No, even for the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest, there was no guarantee that was the last.

    Still, I don''t mind.

    "When you come out, just slap it..."

    Yut laughs bitterly that you look like Valtrude, but it was also the undisputed truth.

    Kite and Yuri. I will do anything to protect the future of my children with Acorn, which will come about. Oh, God, I can.

    And...

    "Mr. Arcia."

    "What?"

    Somehow, I just wanted to call you a name.

    I could not speak such a true word, and Yut overlapped the words with his thoughts.

    "Boy or girl, which is better?

    "Either way."

    I guess it was something I''ve been thinking about.

    The answer came right back. Including supplements.

    "But either way, because I can''t afford to have them both with twins. I hope you don''t expect that."

    "No, that, because Val can only..."

    In the end, it''s not the heart of justice or anything else that protects the world, it''s the little one. But maybe it was an important affection.

 558 Outside Part 7 The patron saint of the sleepover Epilogue

    I wiped out the hole in the dimension, a little later.

    In front of Yut, who tried to get out of the cockpit, a throne knitted with flowers and a young goddess dressed in black toga appeared.

    It''s not like 3D footage like Schhendark.

    Partial manifestation. That distorts the world.

    Plus, time may be stopping. Proof of this is that Alcia, who also tried to get out of the cockpit, is stationary along the way.

    "I didn''t expect to be out so soon,"

    As he returns to the cockpit, Yut bows his head lightly to the girl sitting on the throne - Truss-Sink God.

    The word was true, and I thought that since I found out that this was not the world of the Blue Covenant (Brewers), but the Land of Forgetfulness, they would simply send me back.

    "This God has a story to tell. Besides, if you work with a family member who''s done a great job, God''s name will be abandoned."

    "I''m not a family member... No, that''s fine."

    Even in denial, Yut, a family member of the Zeras God, is only said to be one of his own.

    More than that, Yut decides to ask about the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest.

    "I never thought there was such a danger"

    "I''m sorry I did that, but I didn''t even know about it."

    "... what?

    "Whatever. Different jurisdiction."

    "Well, I guess that is..."

    When I hear about different jurisdictions, I think of office work, but in this case, the world is just different. If we interfere poorly, there could be another crisis.

    "The Kobolds - Dragon Kin did it, didn''t he?

    "Yep. I''m still on the island..."

    "If the two Kobold wars intensify like that, there will be a full-scale clash."

    "So?"

    "Dragon Kin lost, but one of them swore vengeance and turned into an evil dragon, spreading disaster all the way over here."

    "Yep..."

    No heterogeneous conqueror, Anazer Conquest, occurs, and therefore neither does Morgosh intervene.

    In such a case, was it a future that could happen?

    At all imaginary diagonal words, Yut has no words.

    As for the heterogeneous conqueror Anazer Conquest,

    "Well, I solved it, including there, so that''s fine"

    "If you say so, it''ll help."

    The report is over.

    "Well, it''s time to go home -"

    "So it''s a reward..."

    But we weren''t done talking.

    "Me and Mr. Arcia are getting a vacation. I''ve already been paid in advance."

    "... then God''s majesty will not be preserved.... bye."

    "I''m telling you like I just came up with, but you''re definitely thinking about it, aren''t you?

    "How about giving this child a pile of protection so he can grow up healthy this time?

    "I wouldn''t disagree with that because, well, I would say no, but the pile is a bit..."

    That''s it, Yut noticed the discomfort.

    "What, this time? A child?"

    "Uh-huh. It''s just the same."

    "... thank you"

    As for Yut, there was nothing else to say.

    Of course, I was surprised, but not surprised, because I have so many mountains in mind.

    "Well, to be precise, I can do it from now on."

    "... what?

    "So vacation is the real deal from here. Enjoy yourself."

    I don''t want to talk to Mr. Arcia.

    "Ha-ha-ha."

    Yes, it leaves a mysterious laugh, and the Truss-Sink God disappears with the throne of the flower.

    (Is that it? When you had a child, you were going to dream about Arcia, and you passed Arcia this time.)

    "Yut, what''s wrong? Aren''t you coming down?

    "No. Hey, I was just confused."

    When God is my mother-in-law, it''s tough.

    Looking behind his beloved wife, the Great Mage (Arch Mage), who had just saved the world, sighed with a smudge.

    "There was a time when..."

    A few days later.

    After a quest from the Goddess of Death and Magic, Yut and Alcia made their return to the Falve.

    And shortly after I dusted off my journey, I finished talking about what had happened to my people gathered in Yut''s office.

    Yut looked sideways from time to time at the paperwork he had accumulated during his absence for about a week.

    "Robot, where?

    "If you ask me cute, I won''t give it to Jonah."

    "Huh?"

    "I''m curious why you were going to get it"

    The first person to react was Jonah.

    Ask him where Arsmakina is, saying it is natural for Yut and Arsia to return safely.

    It was more like a souvenir child than that.

    But as a yut, you can''t give it to me with a hot spring manju feel.

    "In the meantime, I sank it in the ocean"

    After that, Arsmakina sank in the sea near the uninhabited island. If you make a mistake, seal the hatch tightly with a spell to keep someone from getting in.

    There will also be post-processing of the Kobolds, which will be visited again in the near future.

    "I see. New Nautilus pattern."

    "If that''s the case, I can''t help it"

    I was a yuut who thought I''d be complained about exactly, but I got an unexpected reaction and clapped it out.

    Ignoring such a yut, Acorn and Yona are thumbing up as if they understood. Look, Larsia was nodding yeah too.

    I don''t want to get too involved with each other.

    "Whether you give it to Jonah or not."

    Valtrude, who was listening in silence, said with a slight worry about the beauty that had increased even more radiance since the birth of the child.

    "That Arsmakina and I won''t be able to destroy it. Yes, there will be no turnout, but there may be occasions in the future where we will need to"

    "You can''t kill me if you hit me because it''s a pain in the ass."

    "Uhm."

    The physics officer at the Duke of Istas'' house nodded.

    "Thinking about it, for when something happens, what Arsmakina is like. Maybe we should study it."

    Surprisingly, he argued that Alcia should be proactive in knowing how Alsmakina works.

    Maybe it''s a real problem, just for her with experience in boarding.

    However, the seriousness of this did not go as far as sharing.

    "Huh!? Make a mass production type!?"

    "Engine explosion?

    It''s a flawed machine.

    Besides, why is Jonah shining her red eyes? How can you be happy when you don''t usually put your emotions on the table?

    "Sister Alcia''s right, but we don''t have time or skill."

    "It''s a giant robot, so why don''t we throw it round to Makoto''s place?

    "Or Jii from Vainamarinen..."

    To Acorn''s suggestion, Yut thinks.

    I do not know to what extent the so-called science and technology is used, but the cooperation of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) may also be necessary to find out about it.

    I''m not here, but even as a real name, it would be good for earning points. I also feel that the scores I can earn are too huge to make the opposite difficult, but I shall not think about it.

    "I''ll pilot!

    "The cockpit, Jonah''s height doesn''t make it to the foot pedal."

    "If you have a child seat, you can go, right?

    "Is that a problem to get rid of with child seats?

    Ultimately, Arsmakina will be taken over by Vainamarinen and co-researched with the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    And the mass production type works a lot after the Yuts become gods...... That''s still a long way off.

    "By the way, come on, Yut?

    "Larsia gave me items that would have helped a lot. Thanks."

    "No, no. You think I''m such a tiny person who cares about details?

    "... then what the hell"

    Said Yut, swallowing the true meaning of what he thinks.

    "Tales of the adventures I heard and the days until Yut and Arsia returned. It''s a little silly, I don''t get the math right?

    And I regretted it.

    "It''s your fault."

    "I just don''t get the math right. How much?

    "Ugh."

    "You did it!

    Yut is the bottom of my heart. Larsia shook her little fist up to heaven when she gave a really unpleasant look from the bottom of her heart.

    "That''s right. I spent a few days alone with Mr. Arcia until the Truss-Sink God picked me up. Are you satisfied with this?

    "Yeah!"

    Larsia nodded, smiling so well that she wanted to print it out and decorate it.

    Alcia, who had not had to stand on the arrow thanks to Yut being bombarded, had only made her expression a little harder.

    Valtrude, who realizes it, asks his childhood friend with care.

    "Alcia, what''s wrong?

    "No, what?

    To that Valtrude, Arcia replied without changing her expression.

    "I hope so..."

    Though he gave a slightly unsatisfactory look, Valtrude herself, tilted his neck without knowing why he suspected it.

    Just those tricks, Valtrude is beautiful.

    But Valtrude - and finally, Larsia too - didn''t know.

    That it was a week before I traveled back from Falv, but that it was actually more than 10 days before Yut and Arsia were on a deserted island.

    On his return, Truss-Sink God distracted (...) and shifted the point of return.

    On that note, only Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash noticed, but he didn''t seem to be going to tell anyone.

    As long as Yut handles the job.

 559 Outside Part 7 Drifting Patron Spill

    "Thank you. Oh, thank God."

    "No, of course not."

    The official who came to confirm the execution of the preliminary budget in Yut''s absence said a polite word of thanks.

    Reliance''s reaction to it doesn''t go as far as chilling, but it''s not cheerful.

    In the absence of Yut, the housekeeper of the House of the Duke of Istas, in the name of Valtrude, the lord, it is to be approved on his behalf by Requizo.

    Answering questions is also part of the business. There are no thankful sardines.

    But the father of the house slayer. And the position of the lord''s father-in-law is sufficient and heavy enough to be revered by it alone.

    Should I add something?

    Having so decided, Asanzo speaks to the young official in a gentle tone.

    "If there''s something I don''t understand, could you report it right away? There are things you won''t even notice."

    "Thank you"

    Turning his head down on top of each other, the young official left the clerk''s office behind him.

    Dropping it off, Kirizo reached for the paperwork he was in the process of confirming - at that time, the clock tower bell rang.

    When my son first got married - I wonder if he would use this expression even though it''s not him - a gifted facility from God in this world.

    It lets you know the time, without going crazy at all.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Hearing that, Heavenly Grass asked Zao to stand silently.

    Lock the office without precipitation and unmistakably walk through the castle fortress of Falve.

    The time is noon. Even in this world, the time the lunch break begins.

    And it was also a precious time to meet my grandson.

    How can my grandson be so cute?

    I''m not old enough. On the contrary, he still had feelings that seemed to be unreliable for the time being, which was an assortment of work.

    Valtrude and other Yut partners, as well as Haruko, the grandmother of the children, are taking their seats off because lunch is ready.

    For this reason, only one of you is watching your dog with your grandchildren.

    That state of affairs may be accelerating thoughts without benefits.

    Kate and Yuri sandwiched the coro on their backs from left to right, grinning catchy and fun as they grabbed or pushed their forelegs.

    But it doesn''t mean we both react the same way. At this point the personality is already there, Yuri is quite active and Kite is a little quiet.

    Those places were, again, loving.

    Despite the blood connections, a child who can spoil whatever he likes, without having to take ultimate responsibility for education, can''t be cute.

    I know that, of course.

    I know, and it should be noted that watching twins play with their dog Colo in the children''s room blows that kind of logic away.

    Were you tired of being but still being, when the colo shook his body to the left and right and stood up, he started licking Kite''s nose.

    Kite does but stays as she moves her hands happily.

    Yuri, dressed to be abandoned, showed off her composure and pulled to urge Coro''s tail.

    Lose it, Colo licks Yuri''s cheek.

    Meanwhile, Kate was patient and waiting for Colo to come back.

    Looking at it with a serious look and a piercing gaze, Seeker only looked like a kidnapper, objectively speaking, with a targeted ordinance.

    Even from Yut, who came into the children''s room late, I''m pretty sure because that''s what it looked like.

    "Wouldn''t you like to smile a little more?

    "The kids will be laughing"

    "No, my father..."

    "It''s up to me to laugh or not"

    "No, yeah. Well, fine..."

    When Yut sits next to the requisition, the first colo he notices comes running over, waving his tail. Following that, Kate and Yuri also crawled closer on all fours.

    "All right, all right. You guys are cute today."

    Yut strokes and hugs his dog and his beloved children in turn.

    While doing so, it is also yuut not to forget to talk about work.

    "Actually, I need you to do me a favor."

    "... what?

    Aso asked back in an atmosphere where the Mafia boss would hear his last wish when punishing the traitor.

    But to Yut, who has been a parent and child since birth, it doesn''t look like it moved.

    "A human being who has to be taken away...? Subhuman. I''m moving a colony called Kobold over here."

    "Should I arrange an investigation of the place of emigration?

    "No, I need you to work at Falve, so I can''t ask you to train me."

    "I don''t mind, but isn''t there a suitable person besides me"

    If you want to leave it to me, I don''t deny it, but I haven''t lost consciousness of being a newcomer yet. Shinzo confirmed it.

    "Me and Alcia, we are so blessed."

    "Could other humans see their opponents looking down the other way low"

    Rubbing his chin, Shinzo comes up with the idea. How, as if you''re thinking about how you can legally end a hostile organization.

    "Yeah. Don''t worry about that, Dad and Colo"

    "Really... Colo too?

    "Whoa!"

    What can I do for you, Colo? Would you like to take a walk? Can I have it for dinner first? and runs around Yut and Requiem Zo.

    A hush-hush seized it silently, but only his gaze turned to Yut.

    "Yeah, those Kobolds are close to dogs."

    "Okay. Let''s do it."

    I can follow Yut''s dog. That alone makes the relationship between up and down clear.

    Convinced that was what was going on, Shinzo listened to his son''s request.

    The expression was really the head of the family.

    "Wow!"

    "Ha. Thank you for your help"

    "Best of luck."

    "Regards, Senior Colo"

    "Wow!"

    The Kobolds, who have come in groups, are assembled in the castle fort''s squad yard. Is it about 30 people?

    First of all, it''s the first wave of migration, and we''re going to end up multiplying these few times.

    That number is not an issue at this time.

    Let''s start a conversation with Colo, and let''s see what the upside down relationship has become.

    The problem is what the Kobolds look like.

    Close to dogs. That''s true, indeed.

    But I didn''t imagine that was true not only of nature, but even of appearance.

    Dogs - and of various breeds of dogs - have a head, not surprisingly with small humanoid organisms. Even Shinzo, who has dealt with meadow species (Magner), rock giants (Jarloot), dragon people (Draconut) and Dwarves, cannot hide his confusion in this.

    I swear to my heart that I will have to preach Yut later that I will not have enough reports, reflecting that I did not yet understand what is called a different world.

    "Oh, my God, Dad."

    On the other hand, it''s more like a tour guide - I guess it''s meant to be - than it looks like it moved on Haruko with a small flag.

    Should I praise you for being young, or should I give up?

    "Lots of cute ladies, it''s going to be fun"

    "... right"

    Whatever you say, it won''t be in vain, and Shinzo chose silence.

    Perhaps it is because he is such a Haruko and such a child of his own that Yut has become his current character. With that in mind, I''m not even willing to argue.

    "Only on God''s father and mother."

    "Thank you God for your help."

    Cobold, with the golden retriever and Corgi''s head, approached and fell asleep on his back.

    "Oh, well."

    Haruko crouches in quickly and caresses his bumpy stomach in full.

    "Well, it''s time to go"

    In contrast, Izuzo returned the blemishes without moving his facial expressions.

    "It''s okay. Sounds scary, but if it rains out when you guys are dumped and in a cardboard box, it''s someone who won''t abandon you and give you an umbrella"

    "I wouldn''t do that"

    "I will."

    I assure you Haruko, Asanzo stops, often searches for words.

    In the end, however, there was nothing to say, and he turned his foot toward the fortress of Falve.

    Ashizo and Haruko take the lead and walk the fortress of Falve. Once upon a time, if you found out that Yut did the same to the current King and Mrs. Alsace, which would you consider Ashizo to have done?

    No, I''m talking about the beggar, so I might say, as a matter of course, that they''re both worth it.

    "This is where God lives."

    "It was huge"

    "It was divine."

    "Exactly."

    The Kobolds are, in a way, strange, though noisy.

    Colo is waving his tail in a good mood. Maybe he''s happy to brag about his house.

    I feel exactly like a babysitter guiding those Kobolds. Attention and surveillance are not neglected to avoid going off or anywhere on your own.

    By the way, it''s a shame you only look like a kidnapper.

    "If I get used to this, I''m gonna ask you guys to clean up and stuff."

    "Only by cleaning"

    "Beautiful is a good thing."

    I''ll take care of it.

    I don''t know how far I can believe it, but it seems motivated.

    Yut told the Kobolds to clean the city and transport garbage. Besides, I was also thinking of leaving the courier industry to a few people in the future.

    And if we do well in Falv, we can also expand to Hardenturm and Mintz.

    It could take away the current jobs, but there is as much work to do in the favorable Duke of Istas.

    And if the education system is enriched, there will be fewer players.

    Applying the Kobolds there is not a bad idea to think about the future. Of course, I also intended to give him a solid salary and have him play a part in expanding consumption.

    Well, the truth of the matter is, Yut just couldn''t let the innocent Kobolds get in the way.

    "Oh, uncle... it wasn''t. Father-in-law and mother-in-law."

    "This is... Yeah, Yut said that."

    There passes Valtrude, who holds Kate and Yuri, and Acorn, whose stomach has become much more prominent.

    "Sorry for the trouble"

    "Yu-chan''s favor."

    "It''s my job."

    You two are saying the same thing, but this is a different expression.

    Valtrude and Acorn broke up with each other in what the senior couple said.

    "Nice to meet you. It''s Zhuyin, the brave man''s wife."

    "Likewise, Valtrude."

    "This one, too, is only God''s wife"

    "She''s too beautiful a wife"

    "It was the second."

    "It''s the third person."

    "That was great, God"

    Three beautiful wives.

    Neither can the Kobolds hide their surprises in this vigour. At the same time, it further deepens the perception that it is appropriate as the Lord of the flock.

    Even if Yut was there, it would have been difficult to solve the misunderstanding just because it was a fact.

    "That''s right. We''re about to have Yut''s third child."

    "God, my family, it was Antai"

    "Right. I think Kate and Yuri liked it too."

    Valtrude smiles purifying everything he sees as he twirls vigorously in his arms and refrains from children trying to touch the Kobolds.

    Later, when Yuri entered the Rothschild royal family, he would accompany a few particularly close Kobolds as petty servants¡­ Until then, even Valtrude, with his feet on the floor of God, could not have predicted.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Asanzo was silently impressed with the appearance of her stepdaughters, who exchanged words plainly.

    Is it easy for me to say that my mother is strong?

    Anyway, I think to Yut, I got a spouse who could.

    "That''s all Yu-chan accomplished."

    "Really?

    "That''s right. He''s your father''s son."

    He''s also Haruko''s son... but he didn''t say such an innocent thing.

    A line that broke up with the Valtrudes and followed the fortress proceeded to the city of Falve.

    Even so, I can''t introduce you every inch of the way in a day. I knew that from the beginning, so Asanzo had decided to head to Bride''s Square, where the clock tower was built.

    A memorable place for Yut and Valtrude, where their wedding took place.

    The store was also open and I decided it was just right in the sense of teaching the Kobolds to shop......

    Sure, the store opened - the stall was out.

    "Come on, customers. You''ve come to a good place."

    "Welcome"

    Instead, I waited.

    Larsia has a full laugh. Jonah had the usual faceless difference.

    "Well, then, the ramen showdown between me and Yona..."

    "Ask Ramen, who thought it was delicious, to vote with a finished fork"

    With an unspeakable fortitude, the two of us proceed with the conversation. That''s right. I''m also lost in dealing with it.

    Sewing the gap... not that Kobolds surround the two stalls with straw in unfamiliar dishes.

    "Only in ramen?

    "Yes. Ramen is delicious"

    "Then I''ll eat."

    "Well, line up in order,"

    "Offer smaller sizes so you can eat both properly"

    My assistant, Jonah''s friends - Ren wasn''t there - line up, and the Kobolds line up well in front of the two stalls. He''s good at waiting.

    And the residents who pass the sight at first sight as "Oh, there''s something the lord is doing again".

    We got caught up in the momentum, and Shinzo and Haruko were also to line up at the rear.

    Jonah and Larsia.

    Both are good friends of Yut.

    Especially since I''ve seen the careless interaction with Larsia every now and again, I actually believed it was the greatest asset Yut had ever gained by going to different worlds.

    If Yut himself hears about it, it will take him quite seriously to solve the misunderstanding though.

    Also from an albino girl named Yona, Yut seems admired.

    Her skin is white and her body is thin. Initially, I was worried that there were no health problems, but I turned to worry early.

    That''s fine, but I care about the excessive fondness for Yut. There are also stories that I intend to marry Yut.

    If that is the case, Yuzo must conduct questioning that is not a problem, such as when Yut is confessed to bigamy.

    Either way, we both saved the world - it''s really nagging that this phrase is the only one, but it seems to be the truth - one of the heroes.

    Nonetheless, can I do this?

    Well, maybe it should be welcomed that the child is now free to play.

    While I''m thinking about that, the queue is judged, and the turn of the requisition comes around.

    "Go ahead."

    A very unsuitable affectionate for business, Yona offered a ramen in a vessel of styrofoam.

    Receiving a hokahoka with the chopsticks and a hangover to raise the hot air, Kunzo joined his wife Haruko away from the line.

    "You''re a miso ramen."

    "Oh. Is that soy sauce?"

    Jonah''s new book was Miso Tonkotsu Ramen.

    Rich soup with a delicate aroma of miso. Tonkotsu soup has a delicate flavour and a mixed miso flavour.

    The ingredients are: semi-ripe boiled eggs, kikurage. The stewed pork has green onions.

    As a noodle offal, it tangles well in the soup. Over the throat is fine.

    It''s the kind of quality they serve in a dedicated store in a war zone.

    "Oh, Father. It''s rare to eat so fast."

    "... I''ll have to try another drink."

    Now line up at Larsia''s stall that we should be fair.

    What I received shortly was a soy sauce ramen from Wangdao.

    The soup is amber and beautiful, but the utensils are not any strange philosophy such as memma or chashu seaweed. To its irreplaceable appearance, Shinzo remembered only a little disappointment.

    And yet...

    "Delicious"

    - Even though it''s orthodox, it''s delicious.

    How nostalgic.

    Even if I''ve never eaten the same thing, I feel like I used to. The nostalgia further accelerates the effect.

    Normally delicious.

    That was the best compliment I could get.

    "Hehe. This is what you want your yut dad for, right?

    "... still at work"

    There came Larsia, who had done a job.

    Grab a wet can of beer on the droplets.

    "But that''s why it''s delicious. Right?"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    I have to admit that opinion is just as reliable. While the sun is still high, it''s also beer that falls right after eating ramen.

    That couldn''t have tasted bad.

    "Dad, it''s nothing. Nobody''s gonna get mad."

    "But you are."

    "Well, maybe I''ll take it instead"

    "Come on, come on."

    Haruko''s throat moves up and down, and you can tell from the outside that the beer is going through. And over its throat and taste, I could easily imagine.

    This will put up with about a painful monk.

    "Sasa, a dedication"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    When he received another can of beer silently, he opened his pull tabs with momentum and poured his hair into it without tolerance.

    Rather than mouth, I''ll keep my throat ringing as if I were to taste it with my throat.

    "Ugh..."

    "It''s special today, because I usually stall out at night. Come and eat!

    "... right"

    Can you resist the temptation?

    Even though I answered briefly, I wasn''t sure about the request.

    Haruko looks interesting looking at her husband like that. I guess it''s funny to shake like a pendulum just for people like you.

    Or maybe he''s imagining you two going to the street at night together.

    Incidentally, the result of the Ramen battle was an unexpected big difference.

    "Meat, it was delicious"

    "I drank soup"

    What the Kobolds preferred was a thick Yona miso tonkotsu ramen.

    "Ugh. I lost...... My ramen for a delicious ramen."

    "In fact, it was a piece of paper"

    Jonah hits me on the shoulder - but with no expression - comforting Larsia, who is so depressed by the difference.

    "This time, there were many Kobolds who liked Tonkotsu. That''s the deciding factor in the battle."

    "I mean, it was a lot, but there was only Kobold!

    Thus, the ramen confrontation, which had no inevitable pieces, was settled in the face of Jonah, the master.

    Finally, he moved to the pedestal of God.

    There are graveyards, labyrinths, libraries, etc., but the aim is a training ground for the God of Power. It''s an athletic arena, not an arena.

    "Is this Kobold?"

    There awaited Exile, the great chief of the rock giant (Jarloot).

    Seizo thought that in his fellow Yut, Exile was the best common sense man.

    That''s because I''ve never seen the battle of Exile or the game landscape of La Gu, and all of that would solve any misunderstandings.

    "Why is this place only?

    "It''s a sports field."

    "Can I just run?

    "Oh."

    "Mind if I jump?

    "Of course."

    The Kobolds rise in unison. And then, Colo too.

    "However, I need you to keep up with this training."

    "What''s that?

    Exile answers all the time on a heavy bass bus when Ascension asks as the puller''s responsibility.

    "Easy. You can chase our guys around, that''s fine."

    Behind the Exile, facing the Knights of the Rock Giants (Jarloot), recruits were recruited because the territory expanded, but there was a lack of agility.

    To make it up to you, chaser.

    Those caught up with Kobold will be charged with a corresponding additional menu, but they won''t have to say it.

    "All right?

    "Can we just do this?

    "Oh. But don''t force it"

    When God''s Father''s permission comes out, Kobolds and Colo run out. With that in mind, so did the Rock Titans.

    When a rock giant (jarloot) wearing a chest armor (breast plate) rushes out in a group, it is quite powerful.

    "That''s amazing, Dad"

    "... right"

    "Look! You can''t lose! There, oh, too bad."

    Yet Haruko, who normally cheers, is a big shot. Yes, marriage. No, I don''t know how many times I''ve thought about it since I was a lover. Depends on what you think.

    At the same time, the feeling that I just played today.

    Something to eat for a walk around town. And at the end of the day, it''s a dog run.

    "This is what Yut calls Win-Win."

    I can''t find a word of objection to such an Exile crush.

    Thus, on the first day of the migration, the Kobolds passed with great satisfaction.

    At night, I try to eat separately from the Yuts. Always together, we get distracted from each other.

    It''s a decision that you should keep this much distance.

    Today''s dinner menu includes pasta with meat sauce, cheese and sausage. All made of products within the territory of the Duke of Istas, and not badly made.

    Even more delicious when I thought Yut was distressingly created.

    Haruko, who sits on the other side of the table pinching such a dinner, speaks to Kiyozo.

    "Hey, Dad"

    "What?

    What makes you happy?

    My wife, Haruko, had a full smile on her face.

    "You had fun today."

    "... right"

    With a glass of evening whiskey in one hand, Aso answers.

    "As usual, it was a normal day."

    Haruko raised his voice and laughed at the excellent joke for the favor.

 560 Outside Part 8 The Future of Safari Park and Albino Girls (Previous)

    One day I welcomed the Kobolds to the Falve and the treatment was also a paragraph.

    Yut summoned Jonah to his own office, where the two of us were face-to-face.

    To make a final statement of intent.

    "Look, Yona. I''ll just say it again."

    "... yeah"

    To a serious yuut, as usual, a faceless but magical Yona.

    In rare circumstances, at the same time, it makes you feel the seriousness of the matter. Actually, that''s not true, but as a yut, it was a process that was absolutely indispensable.

    "Zoos and safari parks are places to admire animals. Wrong, it''s not a place to hunt animals, it''s not a place to catch them"

    "I know."

    Though I pushed, I didn''t even think Yut would just be denied this part. Well, it''s an undeniable fact that I was relieved to hear a clear answer.

    Either way, it''s from here at the heart.

    "Besides, it''s not unusual to call it an animal on Earth, is it? Fine, there''s a lot of them over here."

    Out of the question, he mouths his worries that it might not be very funny, but Jonah shook her head as she sifted.

    "But I''ve never seen much of an elephant or a giraffe over here"

    "That''s true, though."

    "Not only do I see it, I''ve never fought giraffes"

    "Same goes for that... Is that okay? There''s no such thing as a dinosaur you''ve seen before.

    The criterion of whether or not you have fought is not normal in itself, but this would be all the more so now. It''s bad forces of evil that teach elephants, tigers, etc. to pull them out to the battlefield.

    "Normal animals are fine. Hado."

    I don''t know what it takes, but I can''t help pursuing it more than I''m saying in person.

    That, at the same time, meant that the biggest hurdle had vanished.

    Alcia and I went to a deserted island.

    There is nothing easy about it being a divine exploratory row (quest) in itself, but it must have eaten abandoned it to be left behind.

    Promised to fill that hole, a tour of the Earth''s zoo.

    Because that''s not what I want to rebel against.

    "Well, shall we go as promised? Ren''s with me."

    "Yeah. Tomorrow?

    "I have plans for Len, too."

    Before that, Yut''s work was tightly coordinated.

    Notify the wives, Valtrude and others.

    Instruct your father or Claude to organize the schedule.

    Through his real name, he also communicated to the Hyun-jeol Conference (Danishmend).

    Especially his real name was to use the Infinite Portal, Nayuta Gate, to precede him to Earth the day after he heard the story.

    It was not until a week or so after Yut had taken the Albino girl and her sister disciple to Earth.

    Underground in the castle fortress of Falve.

    Dimensional Dragon (Chronos Dragon) Through the Dimensional Gate (Gate) managed by Dal-Lukash, you arrive literally in an instant in Yut''s room in your home apartment.

    However, there were three people who went to Earth, but there was another in Yut''s room, which was the entrance and exit.

    "Is that it? Why is my real name?

    Yuut''s home, which is the node between Earth and the Brewers. Yut raised an unexpected voice to the appearance of his true name in that chamber.

    In advance, I told him that no guidance was required, even more so.

    "Sempai. I''ll turn the car around, so please wait in front of the apartment"

    He did not answer Yut''s question, and his real name told him so with a smile.

    That smile adds unquestionable force.

    He belongs to the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) - which means - first-degree magic instructor Makoto Qin.

    Although the inevitable circumstances led me to move to Falv and teach Ren to make magic drugs (potions), there is no shortage of regular reports to the Hyun Chul Conference (Danishmend).

    "Mana... you too... together... are you?

    Ren''s modest confirmation. But one focus was now blurred because I was intrigued by Yut''s room - and the earth - which I saw for the first time.

    ''Cause the situation is the one.''

    I didn''t try to explain my real name in detail, but apparently it''s a matter of decision.

    Not that I strongly disagreed as a yut......

    "I don''t mind if Jonah or Ren... Then you can tell me beforehand."

    "Yeah, yeah."

    Jonah nodded in agreement, too, to Yut''s words.

    "I didn''t mean to interrupt either..."

    "There was an advanced political judgment, Professor."

    Yut tilted his neck at the words of Makina, the AI that occurred on the tablet - which hits the spell used by Yut.

    Take the kids and go to the zoo.

    Where, is there a political element?

    "Well, Sempai"

    "Hmm?"

    Yut''s room - Ownership is shifting to Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) because her parents moved - is the entrance to a serene real name. Ask with a transparent and clear look.

    "What were you going to do to get to Safari Park?

    "That''s a train."

    Unlike his real name, Yut doesn''t have a license, so he can''t travel by car. Some hands - some money - are taxis, but getting Jonah or Ren on board with a driver you don''t know won''t spare you the slander of barbarity through recklessness.

    "Yes. That''s all you have. But didn''t you think it would be followed by surveillance of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend)?

    "Don''t exaggerate like that"

    When Yut denied it below, his real name sighed downwards depressingly.

    "Master, this sense of alienation is a testament to the upper class."

    "It''s not like we''re upstream."

    "Rather, it must be the other way around. I''m sure Sempai thinks it''s just sightseeing."

    "Thorough head, just sightseeing, though"

    "The Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) is not supposed to take it honestly"

    "... If you ask me, I might..."

    Out of sight of his true name, Yuut agrees modestly.

    At the end of the distracted gaze was Jonah''s appearance exploring Yut''s room while leading Ren. Well, there''s nothing original about it, and there''s no harm in it because you can just touch cartoons, games and TV at best.

    There was no real harm, but I was sure there was no escape there.

    "And you''ll notice surveillance sooner or later. When that happens, what will the senpais do when they notice surveillance"

    Worst of all, Yona''s psychic abilities (Psyonic Power) threaten to be sighted by instant or flying travel.

    This was the sight of my real name.

    "I don''t think so... I''d like to think"

    "Okay? If you can''t, it doesn''t mean you can do anything. Repeat it."

    "... so your real name will escort you today"

    "Yes, because I''m a mistress, unwillingly."

    "... mistress sloppy"

    "My mistress... not so bad... I think... huh? In the first place, convenience... what... sh"

    "Whatever your mistress is."

    Regardless of the youths who have suddenly joined the conversation, Yut, in his head, reschedules.

    Even so, I don''t have any particular reservations because they will be available on weekdays.

    Instead, I was wondering if it would be faster to travel in a car with my real name.

    "Well, I guess I''ll leave this time to the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) Tourist Agency. Jonah and Ren, okay?

    "... okay..."

    "No problem."

    "So nice to meet you"

    "Yes, I''ve been entrusted"

    Finally, the conversation came to a close.

    I twitched my black hair into a ponytail and my real name tried to get out the front door... I can hear synthetic audio from the tablet in my hand telling me to do it.

    "But if you don''t mean it intentionally before your mistress, it sounds like you have other intentions"

    If it doesn''t ring a bell, you''ll be shot.

    "I was there. Do not bend or bend, Master."

    "It''s okay. This machine is intended for use on the battlefield. I will endure the savagery of samurai."

    "I don''t think intentional destruction by the owner is supposed to happen!

    "No problem. Makina, your very existence is unexpected."

    "Stop snagging at the elementary level that if you put a negative on it, it will be positive. You''re gonna die."

    Thus, the four of us and one plane were to leave for a tour of Safari Park.

    "Eh...... This is your brother''s hometown...?

    Ren, who got off the elevator late to his real name, blacks and whites his eyes in front of the entrance to the apartment.

    Big building like poking heaven.

    A perfectly paved road with strange materials that are not just stones.

    And cross paths, horseless iron carriages.

    "Yes. Like I said."

    "It was true..."

    I guess Jonah answered instead of Yut because she had explained beforehand what the planet was like.

    But there is something incredible about being heard. For a half-elf girl, this was just another world.

    "That hat, you''re adorable. You didn''t have to magically deceive me, did you?

    "I don''t... don''t... do I?

    Wearing a pearl-white safari hat deep in his eyes, Ren shyly denies it. But the reaction itself is adorable.

    That could also be described as a synergy with fashion coordinated by Acorn at all costs.

    Larger safari hats can also easily hide elf-specific sashimi ears. More than that, it suits Ren well with an understated impression.

    He also wore colorful striped clothing from the top of his long-sleeved shirt, with his lower body combining active mountain skirts and tights.

    Cute outfit, it carries a large rucksack, and its imbalance also shows in an attractive way.

    While taking advantage of the image of the dear Ren, he also had an active impression.

    "Yeah. Ren is cute"

    Jonah follows suit, but that''s nothing short of what the coordinating self says is cute too.

    "They''re both cute."

    As for the yuut of outfits like college students around there, I had to admire it that way.

    "Thank you for waiting. Go ahead."

    There, a hybrid car driven by his real name showed up to slip.

    "Wow. Wow. Mana''s moving... right...?

    "Yeah, that''s right. Even so, I''m just like you."

    "So... fast... I can just... steer the ride, wow..."

    "Len, let''s talk about this after we get in the car"

    Yuut, who opened the car door, lowered the rucksack and then lifted the half-elf girl to the back seat.

    "Wow."

    "sloppy......"

    "Not sloppy. This isn''t the first time you''ve been in a car, so Jonah needs to get on her own."

    "Yut is the type that doesn''t feed fish caught"

    "Okay. We''ll penalize Larsia when we get home"

    Is it true that the meadow race (Magner) breathed such a thing? Without confirming it, Yut was determined.

    Well, assuming it''s a grievance on this matter, there''s no problem because something else hits.

    Acceptance I fastened Jonah''s seat belt sitting in the back seat myself - Len''s share was left to Jonah because she wanted to - and Yut got in the passenger seat as well.

    "Just get in the car, I''m sorry for the bummer"

    "No. While the road is clear, we''ll take the highway. Do you mind if we have breakfast in the service area?

    "Oh. That''s fine."

    I''ll take care of the navigation.

    Makina, set up in a dedicated space, ran for an AI-like job. No one is more qualified than Makina on this occasion.

    Say hello.

    "So, shall we sing a song?"

    "What happened to the nav?"

    "No problem. My master is diligent."

    Exposing that his subtle true name was well prepared in advance, Makina began to play a song she believed was worthy of Safari Park.

    A hybrid car with a real name leaving the service area drives west on the highway.

    Yuut was filming Jonah and Ren, sleeping shoulder to shoulder in the back seat.

    I checked the battery level before turning off the video camera and let my body sink into the passenger seat with a gentle grin.

    Up to the service area, we were both fine.

    Sing a song with Makina, or let Len surprise you with the window landscape. Yona is faceless, but inflate her nose to give a description.

    That''s all I can say is that I fulfilled the shooting obligations imposed on me by Acorn.

    It was the service area that entered the right time that became the end of the change in circumstances. Precisely the breakfast I had there.

    Hamburger shop that was in as a tenant.

    Takoyaki from vending machines.

    Bye butter.

    Soft cream.

    Calves.

    Others stuffed their little bodies full of the treats that came to their attention (...), and Jonah and Ren were traveling to their dream country.

    Most importantly, compared to the amount purely eaten, the ratio is 2: 1. No, it''s about 3: 1.

    "I''m sorry. I wish I could have driven, too."

    "I have no choice. No matter where you cut it, there''s no time to get a license."

    "That''s right..."

    I agree with the real name saying there is no choice, but this situation, which is left to drive, is difficult to accept easily.

    "Right now, if we lose two months, it''s gonna be a hell of a lot."

    Not only in the present but also in the future, but I dare not point out my true name.

    It''s more efficient than that to have a good grasp of reality.

    "I don''t care if they try to do something with a spell. Anyone in a position like Sempai should get used to a chauffeured transfer"

    "Does it bother you around"

    This is my hometown, but it''s a cramped story.

    A sip of the pet bottle of tea purchased in the service area, Yut shrugged her shoulders lightly.

    To Yut like that, his real name asks questions that Jonah and the others can''t do without.

    "Now, Sempai, are you glad you''re alone?

    Yut responded to the question of his true name gripping the handle without setting it apart.

    "You can''t leave Kate and Yuri behind."

    Acorn is pregnant, and Arcia was with me last time, so I dropped her off.

    I have no reason to dare take Larsia or Exile, so I became a member of this group.

    In the first place, Valtrude is a duke, so he usually can''t move effortlessly. Normally.

    "Well, the acorn made me obliged to shoot."

    "Oh...... So, just now, you''re not shooting animals, are you?"

    "The orders from above are Jonah and Ren, who enjoy themselves."

    If it is the request of a pregnant wife, it is not a rush to respond. But it was also inevitable that I would feel a lower heart there.

    And the lower heart actually existed.

    My lower heart wants to watch cute Jonah and Ren.

    "Well, I hope you''re convinced in your household."

    "More than that, isn''t it the perception that you''re already part of the family?

    I guess the highway didn''t have to navigate and I was free. Makina, who is replacing Carnaval, poked at the essence.

    "... I see. So there''s no longer weird jealousy or certainty?"

    "Again, you can''t lift your head."

    Yut neither denied nor affirmed that Jonah would be part of the family - to be welcomed as his wife in the future.

    To that attitude, Makoto turned his surprise gaze, but immediately returned to the front to focus on driving.

    Somewhere, I''m not convinced.

    But I don''t even know why.

    And only then did Makina say anything.

 561 Outside Part 8 The Future of Safari Park and Albino Girls (after)

    Hours later.

    No particular problems were encountered and we arrived at the desired safari park.

    Jonah and Ren woke up on their own as they approached, without having to bother to wake them.

    If anything, it''s a creature called Adventurer who wakes up on his own, so let''s just say...

    Purchase admission tickets and leave the car in the park.

    We don''t park in the parking lot, we head straight to the safari zone where the animals are left unattended.

    "Did it say something about those who creep through this gate, abandon any hope?

    "Normally, it was a precaution not to get out of the car because it was dangerous."

    Jonah and Ren in the back seat haven''t heard anything about Yut and his real name. I sat back and waited for that moment.

    Slowly slow it down for those kids in the back seat.

    And it also gave the driver''s real name room to admire the animals.

    At first, the bear breeding zone.

    "Should I, for example, explain the ecology?

    "Is there such a feature?"

    "Yeah. I''m just gonna search and read up on the text in the online encyclopedia."

    "I don''t care if they say I need a source or something, without"

    Yuut with the camera moves the lens orientation out of the vehicle from Jonah and Ren, who float the face of tension.

    Ahead, two little bears.

    They tried to get together and ride over each other, opening their mouths and grabbing them gently.

    "I''m in a fight... of...?

    "No, I''m just playing"

    Somewhat visionary sight.

    Hitting the identity, Jonah and Yut opened their mouths at the same time.

    "Something like Yut and Larsia"

    "Sounds like Jonah and Larsia."

    "... hmm?

    "... hmm?

    "Somehow, I get it... Cute......"

    And in which language did you understand? And is cute referring only to the twisted little bears?

    Before pursuing it, the real name that was slow-driving pointed to the diagonal front.

    "Isn''t it strange how the bear moves?

    Ahead there was a water field with one hippo walking on four legs......

    When approaching the waterfront, it flips around, and as it continues, it switches its orientation again to the waterfront.

    It was prolonged and repeated.

    "What are you... are you...?

    "Broken?

    Jonah''s reluctant expression is appropriate in a way, a higma that repeats itself, like a broken machine, but goes and goes with an accuracy that cannot be made broken.

    "Exactly, a bug bear..."

    Leaving such a Yut crush behind, the car moves on.

    Zones such as lions are next.

    No matter how many safari parks, they don''t see the scene where the Beast hunts. Sometimes it''s nocturnal, usually lying idyllic in the grass.

    That''s the unexpected side of the beast, and it''s adorable......

    Today, things were different.

    "Aww."

    Ren noticed first and made a mild scream.

    "I don''t know, guys... get together... come on?

    Yes. The lions who were nearby. And the tiger, who was a little far away, was running over here.

    Ren is surprised by the force, but Jonah remains faceless. It''s not boring. I rather enjoy it. Neither a tiger nor a lion is an object of fear for an Albino girl.

    Not to mention, I''m not an enemy either.

    If you feel like it, you can handle it the way you want. It receives a sense of intimidation that should also be called its hegemony, which is flooded by Jonah, and vice versa, the Beasts gather around the car.

    "Uh... What shall we do?

    Fear is not so much because I''m in the car, but a true name that can''t hide confusion from the situation.

    But Yut, who was asked for his opinion, had not moved in any way.

    "Nothing, you can keep doing this. It''s like I''m here to say hello."

    "Greetings......?

    "I guess you know there''s no escape."

    Then you''d better sell the charm.

    I don''t know if you''ve judged that, but the beasts who work their wild instincts and flock as if they found an object of faith.

    "That''s great"

    "You can afford it, Makina"

    "If you think about it calmly, there''s no reason for you two to be together."

    "The cut is something humans can''t do..."

    A true name that keeps you nervous and allows you to leave whenever you need anything.

    Meanwhile, Yuut won''t let go of the camera even if surrounded by a beast.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

    "Yeah. Good."

    I don''t know what to do with this again, but I think it''s good because Yona seems satisfied.

    "You''re not getting out of the car, are you?

    "At all?"

    "Never."

    "Then take care not to let Len out"

    "Um... I... don''t want to leave so badly... do I?

    Ren''s hasty protest engulfs the car with laughter.

    In Jonah the Beast continued until a vehicle on the Safari Park side rushed to detect the anomaly.

    After receiving an apology from an official, he enters a zone of herbivores and the like as he goes through the zone of the beast.

    It was not that there was a particular enclosure, but that the giraffe walked in the driveway as normal, side-by-side with the car.

    To an unusual sight, even once again, cheered from the back seat.

    "Neck... long..."

    "Something tells me it''s pretty hard to send blood to the brain."

    "That''s right... I''m just trying to live..."

    Heartwarming Ren praises Giraffe for just being great. If Acorn hears, he''s going to be jealous.

    Besides giraffes, rhinos and chipmunks. Moving on, buffalo on some kind of chica.

    Unlike the lions, they don''t come together to ask Jonah if she''s in a good mood. Though not naturally intact, it spends thoughts in nature and observes it from inside the car.

    In a way, this zone might have been the most enjoyable.

    The yuts through the safari zone had stopped their cars in the parking lot and taken to the normal zoo zone.

    This one is beyond the fence, but many rare animals such as kangaroos and meerkats.

    Jonah and Ren enjoyed themselves immensely, and Yut filmed them without any hesitation.

    That''s just a paragraph too, and my real name speaks to Yut.

    "Sometimes it''s called a canine hall."

    "Huh."

    I''m not interested.

    Even with that attitude, Yuut softens up as soon as possible.

    When I saw the brochure, I guess I was checking. Hilariously, I was doing my gaze in that direction.

    "Sempai, you two can go if you want because I''m watching you."

    "No, not that far. Sounds like a different price..."

    "What are you talking about for about 500 yen, you rich bastard?"

    "Yut."

    "What, Jonah?

    "Patience is not good"

    "I''m not patient..."

    It was still a yuut to defend so, but before the three pairs of gazes to be poured, he realized his own defeat.

    "Well, hey. Just a little bit."

    With that said, Yuut travels early to the ''Dog Hall'' without even hearing back. I didn''t even seem to think of the option of going with you.

    "You''re seriously ill..."

    While taking Jonah and Ren to the shop in the park, his real name snapped like it was clear.

    Unfortunately, there were no shards included in the nuances "usually calm sempai, but soggy and cute".

    "Well, I can''t help it because I''m Yut"

    "Your brother, too, is cute... there is..."

    The youth group - Ren is the oldest of these - is more tolerant of Yut''s actions. Where does this difference come from?

    Length of dating?

    Or is it something called women''s power?

    Even when I walked into the shop I was thinking about that, so my real name couldn''t stop Yona from buying animal figurines (made of wood) like African folk art.

    Yut came back after about half an hour.

    "Nothing, well, you just made sure our colo was the best"

    "It''s good to know for 500 yen."

    If this is acorn or larcia, this is the lucky thing to tease you down, but the real name reactions are not exasperating.

    Of course, if you compare it, it''s a response...

    That''s a little short for me.

    I can never get it out of my mouth, but Yut was feeling just a little lonely.

    The return of Safari Park was not to be a nearby hotel...... but to take accommodation in a small, western-style building. The camp we originally planned is another opportunity,

    Splendid atmosphere, about the size of the halfway between the hotel and the pension. Western-style, but more affectionate than the Brewers Inn.

    It also seems to be a breathtaking facility for the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    "There''s no way you''re letting Sempai stay in a regular hotel."

    and was spoken like half common sense, but the yut in question is a passenger seat figurine below carnaval. I couldn''t possibly disagree or anything.

    They just didn''t tell me I couldn''t let you stay, not yet.

    The rooms are Yut and Yona. Split between my real name and Len. The latter is a master combo, but what conversation do you usually have? Yut was pretty concerned, but I can''t even push him.

    Free time to dinner.

    Even the fashionable building seems to have a big bath, and it was a yut I thought I''d go in alone, but I see Jonah''s behavior and the hand in preparation stops.

    Jonah, who entered the room, did not jump on the bed or take Ren on an expedition, spreading a sketchbook on the floor and starting to paint by lying down herself. Looks like he had it in his rucksack.

    Childish, but hard to say Yona-like behavior.

    The intrigued yuut peeks inexorably from above.

    "... what are you drawing?

    I was expecting today''s memories to be in my picture diary as soon as possible...... but it wasn''t.

    It looked like a map, but it was also different from the park view of Safari Park. No way, there can''t even be a dragon in the park.

    "Mm-hmm. Blueprint"

    "Blueprint? of what?"

    "of Safari Park to Make to Falve"

    "Ooh..."

    That was my first ear.

    At the same time, Jonah''s motives were figured out and various questions iced away.

    "Did you have such a plan"

    "Yes."

    In the territory of the Duke of Istas there was a ranch to raise horses for carriage railways, which he also visited on a monumental first date with Valtrude.

    Conversely, similar facilities are about that. Larsia will not compete with the Bold Iron Castle Crystal Iron Castle.

    The good economy is likely to make it a useful facility for the Duke of Istas, whose leisure time is becoming a challenge.

    "But I''m surprised Jonah''s going to make a zoo."

    It''s just a fresh surprise that the idea came out of Yona.

    Lie down on the front of Jonah and Yut gently asks how it was an idea born.

    "I''m going to school now, but I''m graduating one day"

    "Well, yeah."

    The Falve Elementary School attached to the Vainamarinen School of Magic, which Yona attends - whenever she likes.

    Although graduates have not been born due to shallow days since the start of operations, the paths are scheduled to be diverse after graduation.

    Of course, most children normally succeed to the family business, but, as the name suggests, with talent and willingness, they can also go on the path of educating higher theoretical spells.

    If you want to be a priest, you can write a letter of introduction to each temple, and if you want to follow the path of a warrior against its name, you can join the Knights of the Rock Titans (Jarloot), led by Exile in the future, or the Hellenonian Clerical Warriors, bound by Allena.

    Of course, there is the option of working under each of Hardenturm''s chambers of commerce, large and small, and the Dwarves of Mainz.

    As for Yut, I hope he becomes an official - the administrative staff of the House of the Duke of Istas. No, I was hoping.

    I just want to be proactive in appealing to you that it''s a fairly well-paid, constantly smiling, at-home workplace.

    Forget that.

    "So, what does that have to do with the zoo?

    "I want to make room for everyone. Or, after graduation, hire"

    "Heh..."

    Yut''s voice nodded at the words that didn''t come to mind.

    That''s how surprising it was.

    You were happy to let Yut take such a reaction, his expression hasn''t changed as usual, but he had redness on Yona''s white cheek.

    "But if it''s just a place or fun, you can have a troupe or something. I did it before, but it was pretty good."

    "I thought about that, too. But I also need a place in Godlan."

    "I see."

    Godlan, a Golden Dragon (Gold Dragon) child who once cultivated friendship with Jonah and her friends and is now being raised under the dragon god Bahamut.

    Soon it has been decided to return from heaven to the Duke of Istas'' territory.

    Sure, it would be possible to make them live in castles and on the pedestal of God, but they are also comparable to God - rather than becoming God - a falve with the Yuts.

    Simply because the future of living there and becoming Yona''s play friend is powerful.

    Jonah thought a lot about not being sweet about the environment and wondering if there was anything she could do.

    "The result is a zoo with dragons..."

    Akane''s mother - Kyoko is about to graduate, Yut smiled.

    And I''ll stroke your head and praise you for being a really Yona-like idea. If there had been Larsia on this occasion, she would have been happy to slap her hand.

    Then turn your face blue when you have a powerful rival.

    "Knowing about dragons will prevent future catches"

    "No, don''t think everyone can hunt"

    ¡­¡­

    Jonah leaning her neck strangely.

    "Well, it looks like I''ve recently woken up to resource protection, so nothing..."

    "And with admission income, we can all play and live"

    "Don''t suddenly aim for unearned income"

    Given Jonah''s fortune, there''s nothing wrong with feeding a good friend, but that''s the first step in decadence.

    Putting business income at stake would be progress when it comes to progress.

    "But that''s not so bad to go for prosperity. As for the mind."

    I want Jonah to do what she wants.

    That''s what makes me want to help because it''s such a peaceful plan.

    Speaking of which, you know a dragon like that in your spare time.

    Red Fire Dragon Parra Vento...... not. She practices in a bad way that none of the rulers reign in Oriental Li Kutua.

    On Yut''s mind is Black Dragon (Black Dragon) Mall Gosh.

    Visited with Alcia - sent in by Truss-Sink God - a dragon who was the keeper of Alsmakina on a deserted island.

    It might be safer to leave the island now.

    With that in mind, Yut decided to set up a meeting with Jonah and Morgosh.

    "Huh? You want to use me as a customer...?

    "I promise you treatment"

    Black Dragon (Black Dragon) Morgosh stares at the little white thing standing in front of him - Jonah.

    This rhetoric whilst purposefully coming to this mall gosh residence (home).

    What an arrogant shore.

    Migrate to become a mascot against the Black Dragon (Black Dragon) at the top of this island''s ecosystem.

    What birth and how do I grow up to be such an idea?

    I can''t complain about being bitten to death on this occasion.

    - If it''s normal.

    "With Aniki''s body, you can''t deny it. Well, I was just on a mission. Hehe."

    Needless to say, neither Jonah nor Morgosh, of course, are normal.

    With regard to Morgosh, although he had spoken to some extent from Yut beforehand, Morgosh, who had been removed by the factory manager (Plant Manager), had different values from the general dragon.

    Specifically, if you admit that you have more power than yourself, you will be strangely friendly and lower back even if the other person is human.

    "Pay 500 gold coins a month or the equivalent of gems as consideration"

    "And up to the reward. hehe. I''ll entertain you, kids and adults."

    The dialogue Mourgosh uttered on the spot nori, without any particular basis, becomes true as a result.

    Earlier, but also with Yut''s personal contributions, Falve Safari Park was set to open successfully.

    Jonah uses Teleportation to showcase and become popular with various animals - many of which have been chased to their dwellings due to disasters, monsters, etc. - in a manner close to nature.

    But the biggest eyeballs were the twitching aerial warfare shows by the Golden Dragon and the Black Dragon.

    The unprecedented attraction, which will never be seen anywhere else, will be greeted with surprise and convincing beyond.

    The King and his wife have visited the house many times with patience.

    The Duke of Istas always seemed full of wonder (insanity) and it never seemed to break.

 562 Outside Part 9 Empresss "Legacy" First Story

    Before a deserted island trip with Alcia or an Earth tour with Jonah or Len.

    "It was time for almost all of it to cool down. Don''t you think?

    "Mr. Jii, if you come into people''s rooms, I don''t know what you mean. Let''s stop talking, shall we?

    Castle fortress in Falve. Suddenly, a great magician (Archmage) appeared in the office.

    For Yut, it is difficult to continue with the everyday of nothing, and it is very easy to end.

    It was an appearance scene as if to prove it.

    "Dear Vainamarinen!?"

    Kagra, the dragon man (Draconut) witch who serves Yut as secretary, can''t hide her surprise from Vainamarinen, the great sage who suddenly appeared. It would be a shame you didn''t take down the paperwork.

    Well, I guess I get used to "Moment Travel (Teleport)" with nature when I''m Yut''s secretary.

    "What! You won''t need a maroon forehead or anything!

    Vainamarinen, who suddenly appeared, uttered a loud and irrational dialogue in front of him and slowly lowered his back to the couch without taking permission.

    A regular person, even in his own home, seems a little more far-fetched.

    "Because this is what smart people are..."

    Shake your head gently and glimmer Vainamarinen over your stretched forehead, but it doesn''t work. Neither would Yut himself have expected it.

    It''s just not very convincing, says Yut, who''s smart enough from Kagra.

    Evidence of this made me interrupt my work and the grumpy housekeeper arrived at the answer lightly.

    "So, you mean Ray Cruz, mostly cold?

    "Don''t you get it!

    "There''s only one person in Ji Yi who worked evil."

    It was unusual for Yut, and there was a tone in the words.

    I can''t do that either.

    Neither does Kagra surprise me.

    "Ray Cruz...... Then, um..."

    A member of Path Finders who stepped through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

    More than that, Elf''s sad love with Sword Princess Suigil is famous enough to know Kagra from the East as well.

    And the great evil man who accomplished love while pushing the world to the front of collapse.

    There was also a part of Kagra that could be appreciated as a single woman, but he could not be friendly to Ray Cruz, who caused war in his hometown, Li Kutua, and pushed the Yuts to a late end.

    In the first place, it shouldn''t be something like that, mostly cold. So to speak, all mankind. No, because it is tantamount to committing a great sin against all life, including the gods.

    No matter how much you are dissatisfied with the response of Effilroth God and separated from your loved ones, there must be no such thing as inviting a spiral of despair (reliouria) into the world.

    Even if there was a chance that you would do something about it.

    "Yes, that Ray Cruz."

    "Are you telling me you want to apologize?

    "If you say you''re right, what do you do?

    "I suspect there''s a back"

    "That''s right!

    Gahaha and lavishly laughing vaina marinen.

    He must have asked me to mediate, but he''s not going to take refuge at all.

    "That sounds very jiy...... I see. Regardless of Ray Cruz himself, apart from Mr. Szigil..."

    From the inside of his birth, he was in terrible betrayal, and Szigil was slated between serving God and his beloved.

    You might say it was the same crime at the time you took Ray Cruz''s hand, but that''s hardly a harsh story.

    I guess it is Szigil''s intention to make an apology rather than Ray Cruz himself.

    "Is it sweet for a woman, too, Jii?"

    "Huh. I think I felt a woman in there about Ray."

    Vainamarinen snorted in displeasure at Yut''s teasing, inspiring words.

    Whether Vainamarinen''s words are true or not. Yut, did not pursue.

    "But I''m going to spend the rest of my life full of guilt..."

    "If I say... you think I''m gonna go see him sympathetically?

    "You''d go, wouldn''t you?

    "... for now, after I talk to my buddies"

    I wouldn''t say no, though. Especially Valtrude.

    Ray Cruz did dye his hands at an act without defense.

    Because she is not the Holy Virgin of Helenonia who dares those who beg for forgiveness.

    Alcia, you just won''t be able to break it that far, but you shouldn''t even disagree with Valtrude.

    Larsia wouldn''t care, and Exile would be convinced of that if it were a serious battle.

    "Just Jonah, I don''t know..."

    "Keep a good grip on the white one, okay?

    "Unhelpful."

    It''s not unreasonable, violent, that kind of thing.

    It''s not like that, but there was a scare in the Albino girl who didn''t know where it was going to explode.

    "No, don''t we all have to go?"

    Yut and Valtrude.

    If you just want to receive an apology, these two are enough. Let Alcia have control of the remaining members. It''s a complete formation.

    "Okay. I can''t confirm that, but basically, I''m going to go see him, so you can move on."

    "Right. He''s a good teacher. He''ll help."

    "But all of a sudden you show up at work and you can''t push the challenge, you want it to stop."

    With that said, I was tempted, thin, that that hope would not come true.

    In fact, that hope will be crushed by the Truss-Sink God in less than a month.

    A catastrophic castle is built in the "Unlimited Field", which exists in the corner of Nara.

    A building that can only be described as huge, looking up. The walls, which even the Giant cannot overcome, boast a thickness commensurate with their height and will not allow the intrusion of external enemies.

    The castle itself is sharply angled but has a complete symmetry, making it feel more biased than beautiful.

    A red castle brighter than a fire dragon (Red Dragon), allegedly torturing a saint for centuries and dyed with the blood he shed.

    Visitors to the Demons (Demon Road) on this day were Yut and Valtrude as originally planned. Vainamarinen as a guide.

    And it was four Larsias who sniffed from somewhere and were forced to accompany them.

    "Ray, Sugil, I brought you here!

    Ray Cruz inherited the name of the Unslain Swordsman, the new Lord of the castle fortress called the Red Tears of the Saints.

    When the former Lord existed, narrow places and weapons were arranged on the walls, and from the outside, among the castle owners there was a black wind streaming the sound of a war that lasted indefinitely.

    "I''m really sorry for the inconvenience"

    When Yut and the others visited there, the elf beauty - Sword Princess Suigil - greeted her with a dugout.

    "... what is it?

    Humans, they can''t seem to react to anything when something really unexpected happens.

    Weinamarinen laughs without speaking up in front of her grounded old friend and her grumpy master. Larsia''s reactions are similar.

    Only Valtrude, for some reason, arms around and nods as he feels.

    "It is thanks to you that the world did not perish. I sincerely appreciate it."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Look. Ray said keep your head down, too."

    "... oh well, yeah"

    Ray Cruz, who was seated in line.

    After transferring his soul to the Devil''s Sword and retrieving his beloved Szigil from the hand of God, he succeeded Ginni O. Igle, the great unmurdered swordsman, the Black Swordsman who became the Demons (Demon Lord).

    Like convinced, like not.

    In the first place, I don''t know what I''m doing.

    "Sorry for the inconvenience."

    Rather than dissatisfied, Ray Cruz bowed his head with a bewildered look.

    That seemed to be a very unusual look, even for the long-time Vainamarinen in the relationship.

    "Shit. You should have brought a video camera."

    "No, I''ll lend it to you."

    "Sorry."

    Borrowed as a matter of course before starting shooting in an unmistakable motion.

    The two of us, we shouldn''t let them form, they did.

    With such a glimmer of anxiety, Yut finally recovered from the first shock.

    "No, hey. Just lift your head..."

    "No. You can''t be any sweeter."

    In the meantime, I''m not gonna talk to you unless you stop the groundhog.

    Such thoughts of Yut were crushed from the front by the sword princess.

    "Sports club system..."

    It''s a former football club, but this nori doesn''t fit.

    Fortunately, however, sports professionals existed next to Yut.

    "Unslain Sword Demon Ray Cruz, Sword Princess Szigil. I can''t bless you both."

    Valtrude, who had been silent for a long time, untied his arm and said:

    "But I can forgive you. I think so."

    "Uh-huh. That''s Val."

    "Even for me, it''s a battle I''ve had to gain."

    "What do you say, Yut? How does it feel to be confessed by your daughter-in-law that you have earned true love in Tyman with Verga?"

    "I''m going to publish my comments directly on my blog."

    You didn''t know what the conversation between Yut and Larsia meant, but you must have understood that you had achieved your purpose.

    Finally, the two who were grounded stand up and shake hands with Yut and Valtrude, in turn.

    "I''m sorry I called you in. Hey, it''s too early to get out on the ground."

    "Oh, I took care of him"

    "You have nothing to worry about. Trouble is the man of my life."

    "I don''t actually care, but when Jii tells me, I get rebellious"

    "Ha ha. Turn your hates fully to the eagle."

    "You''re not gonna cover it, you''re not gonna have any shards."

    With such heartwarming conversations, we move to the corner of the sofa together.

    It feels strange to have a reception space in the castle of the Demons (Demon Road), but it looks like something has been set aside for this meeting.

    "The truth is, I was going to prepare a sword mountain or a burning iron plate and sit down there, but they stopped me. I hope it conveys our feelings."

    Elf sword princess says horrible things while preparing welcome wines and more.

    "That''s why I told you to stop. He''s pulling."

    Ray Cruz scolds Suigil, but he doesn''t have the same tense vibe as before. It''s even kind.

    Maybe it was the face of the black swordsman that only Path Finders knew.

    "Even in Nara, there is wine. I don''t know what it tastes like, but it would be nice."

    On behalf of, Ray Cruz pours blood red wine into each glass.

    We exchanged cups as hand punches - although only Ray Cruz was juice - and after some public talk, Ray Cruz cuts them out.

    "Not as a substitute for an apology, but for one thing, I have some serious information"

    "Critical information?

    To completely unaware information, Yut peeps into Vainamarinen''s expression, not Ray Cruz''s.

    "What. That''s gross."

    But the Great Sage just waves troublesome.

    I pushed him away saying it had nothing to do with it.

    "Yut Amaxa. I can only apologize when it comes to the uncertain part, and you must wish you hadn''t asked, but it would be information you can''t pass on to anyone else"

    Once the words are cut off, Ray Cruz - Succeeding to the name of the Unslain Swordsman, the Demons (Demon Lord) stare Yut in the eye from the front and say:

    "There is a legacy of Verga."

    "Verga''s...?

    Yut was inadvertently crushing the name of the red-haired empress.

    As Ray Cruz himself put it, Verga himself is more privileged than the part about the still uncertain legacy. It was proof to the left.

    "Oh. I heard it when I got into Verga''s castle."

    Suigil sitting next to him gently touches Ray Cruz''s hand.

    As if trying to share sin.

    Without reacting to it on the surface, the new swordsman continues the story.

    "''Your majesty''s legacy, be absolutely dead!'', ''No, bring it out,'' a desperate voice."

    Evil demigod, red-haired empress Verga.

    It was an overwhelming charisma in the empire she ruled, although it was an opponent who had to have really complex emotions for Yut.

    "Really, you don''t know the details..."

    "It was the best I could do to kill you."

    "That''s not the way you talk!

    Swigil turns the hand he was holding into a fist bone and waves it down to Ray Cruz. Weinamarinen, who is a bystander, grinned with her belly.

    "... Whatever, I''m pretty sure I barely even stopped caring"

    "Verga...... That woman''s legacy...? You don''t know what to look at."

    "It''s about heritage, so isn''t it some kind of treasure thumping?

    Larsia shines her eyes on aspirations rather than predictions.

    In contrast, Yut becomes more worrisome.

    No, one way or another, the more trouble Yut has, the more tension Larsia gets.

    "When it comes to Verga''s treasures, Wang Tin comes to mind,"

    "I turned into a sickle, is that it? Sure, if that thing stays on the ground, it deserves to be called a legacy..."

    "But you used it in the last spiral of despair."

    "That''s right."

    I''m not going to know any more about not actually finding out.

    "Do you have to ask Mr. Arcia to give you a trust..."

    "But if you get direct intervention from evil gods, that''s hard too, right?

    "Yeah...... But exploring big will worry King Alsace, and other countries will make a fuss."

    "Ha ha. Have you two forgotten something?

    She jumps lightly off the couch, sets a gorgeous turn and Larsia pokes her fingers at her numbingly.

    "What we need is people who disappear without suspicion, who are capable of exploration and combat and, more importantly, trustworthy. Huh? That there''s such a convenient person? I''m here alone!

    Larsia, who stuck her right arm high with her left hand, declared.

    Anxiety.

    All I could feel was anxiety, but I''m also sure I don''t have any other options.

    Besides, there is no doubt that Larsia is a brilliant bandit (Rogue) and adventurer.

    "Yut. I found an example."

    Larsia reported abruptly a short time after she went to an uninhabited island with Alsia and digested events such as Earth Tourism with Jonah and Len.

    "Even if they find me, I still have nothing but anxiety..."

    The meadow species (Magner) have always grown and become niggas.

    To that, Yut could not help but feel despair.

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    "So I met three sisters of a man who wanted to take revenge on his bandit guild."

    "Yeah, yeah. Right. Right."

    While listening to Larsia''s report, Yut won''t stop turning the paperwork.

    His gaze was never matched by the grassland race (Magner), but only by a gavel in that state.

    "Vengeance...... I wanted to kill him with you anyway..."

    Jonah riding Yut''s shoulder with the same faceless expression as usual, hammering together.

    However, the content was noisy above all else.

    "In fact, those three sisters'' bodies were left with a tattoo showing the whereabouts of the treasure left behind by their father. You were calling for vengeance."

    "... what a classic setting. No, is this world cutting edge?

    "Well, if they kill a lot of people, they''ll be on guard. I stumbled upon the trap."

    "Which way to get there is self-explanatory"

    Humans are not paedophiles, Larsia, but it goes without saying which one you choose.

    It''s Larsia who can never be a stereotype hero, but unconsciously makes that choice.

    Yut knows that.

    "That''s right. I''m on the side of justice."

    "Don''t bother Mr. Justice too much."

    "So, while helping me with my hatred and turning out that the mastermind was actually the custodian of the three sisters, now the three of us are cutting up a liquor store called Cat''s Eye."

    "Well, that''s good. The cat''s eye looks like a tough name to replace customers."

    Yeah, nodding, Yuut beautifully aligns the paperwork as a tongue on his desk. It''s pretty surreal because it''s the same situation as ever with Yona on her shoulder.

    But Yut doesn''t care - because it''s no use paying attention - and asks Larsia, with his cheek cane on.

    "So, what did it have to do with Verga''s legacy?

    "Relationship? Doesn''t matter?

    "Oh well. I knew."

    After coming into the room, Yut saw Larsia for the first time.

    In Yut''s expression, there is no color of anger. It was flat, but not in my heart...

    From the edge, apart from Jonah''s presence, it would be a rather bizarre sight.

    "Sometimes, like this, a brave man''s relationship with Larsia makes you sick, doesn''t it? No?"

    "Even if it did, I think it would be more difficult to nod without being timid..."

    In fact, Arcia had her hips drawn to the unhesitant words of the acorns that were gathering in the office. Admit it or deny it, the corners stand.

    Personality would be the best answer.

    In other words, consent was obtained.

    Acorn, yes - on his own - interprets and breaks in between Yut and Larsia.

    "But you found the Empress''s legacy, didn''t you?

    "Of course that is. That''s why you brought us all together, right?

    It''s obvious, right? What are you talking about?

    ... I didn''t say it until, but Larsia, who was talking unrelated until just now, was totally putting herself on the shelf.

    "Yes, Mr. Acorn, calm down. If you get angry, it''s bad for your belly."

    "No, you''re not angry, are you? Just reconfirmed the awesomeness of the brave man"

    With a strangely transparent smile, Acorn accompanies Arcia to the sofa in the reception space.

    "After all, where did what happen?

    Speaking instead was Valtrude, who was listening in silence.

    "I''m not in the mood anymore."

    "It''s about time you threw up the sand, and you can get down to business, Larsia"

    "... yuut. What does that mean?

    Valtrude tilts his neck - even such a casual trick is beautiful - and asks his beloved husband, not Larsia, who was told.

    "What do you say in front of Zhu Yan, but clams and stuff make you throw up sand in salt water before cooking, right? In the same way, before we talk serious, let Larsia talk to you about Yotai."

    "It''s a hassle, but as a result, the conversation goes fast?

    "That''s the thing. And, Jonah, it''s time to get down?

    "No."

    "I see."

    "No, Val? That''s not where I''m convinced. I''m not lying about the three sisters. Besides, you should put Yona down."

    "Well, I know what you just said isn''t a complete lie"

    When it comes to meadow species (magners), they are often linked by holla blowing and equals, but Larsia is a special presence among them.

    90% true, prefer stories that mix only 10% falsehood.

    This time, Yut wonders if it''s a lie that the Custodian of the Three Sisters is a mastermind. I know you tried to cheer up the story, but that''s all too much to do.

    "Hmm? Sorry. I''ve been sleeping along the way, were we talking about dipping Larsia in the water?

    "Water blame!? Suddenly we were talking about torture?

    As a matter of fact, Exile, who first came and sat on the wall, opened his eyes and said, overlapping.

    "Just kidding."

    "Egg''s doesn''t sound like a joke..."

    "It''s unusual for an old man to joke... Maybe it''s a joke..."

    "No! Yut, deny the torture part properly! You''re a great man!

    "Torture can be difficult."

    "Why are you presupposing to do this?!? Alcia, as Yona''s educator, right?!?"

    And Larsia, who was busy poking her fingers at each side, says, as she reflected - although she didn''t -.

    "Because the spot I found didn''t have any unexpected shards, so I thought I''d have to cheer it up..."

    "I wish that consideration had been demonstrated elsewhere"

    "Yut, that''s an impossible consultation."

    "... which means, after all, that it was left in the capital?

    To confirm Arcia, Larcia shook her neck vertically with stiffness.

    "It''s just a little too much for me."

    "Hmm?"

    With that said, Larsia stares over Yut''s head - Yona in a meaningful way.

    "Turn up?"

    "Actually, it is. I want Jonah to do it with one shot."

    To Larsia''s words, Jonah moans her little nose.

    I only have a bad feeling.

    But I can''t stop it.

    That was the common perception of everyone except Larsia and Yona.

    Verga, the imperial capital of the former Verga Empire, had been transformed into a so-called ghost town.

    The Holocaust by Ray Cruz and the ensuing fluctuations in various situations have left the capital uninhabited.

    Few faces remain of Verga, the imperial capital, where cluttered races used to go, and which was the capital of evil, but showed an order of evil.

    After the fall of the empire, the Rotosilt kingdom and others entered its realm, but why is the empire untouched and abandoned?

    The cause, after all, was in Ray Cruz.

    The fierce battle against the helix of despair (Leliouria) left little negative impact on the Brewers themselves due to the writings of Reeya God.

    But the bodies produced by Ray Cruz in large quantities remained.

    If left unattended, the plague will subside, and it is clear that an immortal monster (undead) will develop as much as Yunxia.

    So the gods purified it as an exception to the Blue Covenant (Brewers).

    This did not allow immortal monsters (undead) such as ghosts (ghosts) and ghosts (leis) to roam, but instead, the land around the Imperial Capital ended up as a demonic realm, the Dead Magic Area.

    Now there is no discipline. After the receipt of the money, the countries also reserved only to seal off the perimeter.

    "Totally, you don''t have magic. Worse than Earth."

    Therefore, the Yuts who visited the land were also forced to travel on foot - never.

    Superpowers (cyonics), which work in different principles than the two magics of science and divinity. Using them, we can travel instantaneously, as usual.

    "So it''s time"

    "Right. I''m counting on you."

    Just now, Yut crunches Jonah''s head as she carries him to the Imperial Palace Ebony Circle in Teleportation.

    So, they got motivated, and Jonah cut ahead and went inside the Ebony Circle.

    "I''m worried about Jonah''s motivation..."

    "No, you''ll be fine this time. I don''t have any plans."

    Larsia said, "Give me one shot," but the plan was modified. As a result, Yona''s motivation takes on a less relevant form.

    However, I didn''t know what would happen after I discovered it because I hadn''t even grasped the identity of the Empress''s legacy.

    Depending on the way you look at it, you can also interpret it as having conserved Jonah, the greatest force of war.

    "Nevertheless, I didn''t think you could walk without being so nervous"

    Valtrude looks at the building that was the epicenter of evil, just a little emotional.

    A pitch-black castle built of black gemstone. The castle of Verga, very similar to the castle of Obsidian, home of the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    Decorations such as carpets and wall relief laid in the aisle are ripped off and uneven. Never blurry, but sadness is undeniable just to know the times.

    Thanks to God''s purification, few traces of tragedy were felt. It''s just quiet, cold.

    It was like a vast tomb mark.

    Valtrude, who recognizes Verga as his lodging enemy in many ways, also offers his prayers to the Hellenonian God in a painful way.

    "... Hmm. Well, you''ll be fine."

    Exile, on the other hand, has nothing to do with such emotions. Originally, the view of the death of a rock giant (Jarloot) living in harsh alpine mountains was extremely dry.

    Thinking about the work after this, touching and checking floors and walls, we are moving on.

    In the first place, today''s Exile equipment is far from an act of mourning death.

    "Egg, now but not heavy?

    "No problem."

    Larsia''s worries also blow winds everywhere.

    Numerous mattocks on the back - the footsteps of the Exile, bearing a grudge, are perfectly as usual.

    "Sometimes, it''s not bad to dig holes."

    "Uh-huh. We''ve been dating a long time, but I don''t really understand Egg''s bumps"

    "You don''t have to understand, you don''t have a problem."

    "That kind of yuuto understands my bumps - don''t you?

    "Larsia''s bumps can''t be dealt with when things go wrong unless she understands."

    "The problem is, you''re sure..."

    "Come on, the destination is this way!

    The Yuts advance through the Ebony Circle without becoming more serious than necessary and follow Larsia''s lead to reach the kitchen.

    There is kamado, there is a cooking table, and there is a pantry.

    There''s not much difference between that and the fortress in Falve. In the past, various ingredients (...) would have been used, places.

    "Is there a Verga legacy here..."

    "To be precise, I mean, this basement, it''s just the closest I can dig from here."

    Larsia added to Valtrude, who is neither understanding nor convinced at this point.

    Kitchen with some presence in the Imperial Palace.

    In itself, it''s not important.

    Larsia found it. No, what convinced me existed was a room not connected from anywhere.

    Yuuto-kun has been taken away. The dungeon and structure are the same.

    "... Sometimes there''s a room where you can''t get in unless you''re on the move."

    "Right, rarely"

    It was a truly bitter event for Yut to be caught in the trap and transferred to the dungeon where Verga waits - the nest of self-proclaimed love - and detained in bed. Trauma, I guess, means oh.

    As such, a room of similar structure was familiar to the Yuts, who had accumulated experience as adventurers.

    "I can''t use magic, I can''t check inside."

    It is also possible that the purification by the gods was carried out, thus ending without looking into the eyes of the day as it were.

    - Without Jonah.

    "Astral Structure"

    As per the prior meeting, Jonah created the monster with psychotropic substances (ectoplasms).

    Is your body about the same length as an orga, but you have enough arms to stick to the ground, always leaning forward? The head is long, the eyes, the mouth and the nose are just stiff, in fact they are only empty.

    Distorted, empty and creepy beings, as if painted in ink paintings.

    "Use this."

    Jonah speaks up and directs, and Astral Structure receives a matoch from Exile.

    Of course, it''s not just a matoch.

    It''s not demonized, but it''s made of Adamantine, iron, but crumbles easily.

    Made to order, it''s just one piece of property. It would be better to order it, but the Dwarves of Mainz, who ordered it, also said they didn''t find it particularly questionable, "because it''s what the lord does".

    Regardless of how that happened, if you''re going to destroy the structure, it''s still Adamantin.

    When the Astral Structure wields the matoch, the kitchen floor is crushed as if it were just digging the sand.

    "Astral Structure, etc., I''m not willing to lose"

    "Oops, don''t have trouble getting me to forget too"

    "Astral Structure"

    Join the fight with arms, Exile and. Valtrude.

    Jonah uses the power of Astral Structure again after losing to both of them.

    A total of two and two, the drilling competition began.

    "I don''t know... I don''t know what to say"

    "This is how Val seems to be happy, he''s the quickest visually"

    "Speaking of which, on Earth, I bought a board game about digging holes and finding treasures, don''t you want to?

    "Do it"

    And then about 10 minutes went by.

    I scraped out the floor and the ground with fierce momentum, and I dug 20 meters ahead -

    "Mm-hmm. You hit something"

    - Valtrude said, hissing a beautiful brow.

    "Break it like this."

    "Right."

    Even if Exile and Valtrude did not do so, the Astral Structure, which moves with simple orders, would have continued.

    Adamantin''s matoch gently broke through the ceiling of a box-shaped room embedded in the basement without spilling a blade.

    "Yut! He''s coming down first!

    "Be careful! This way, I''ll be there in a minute!

    A clear capsule lined up along the wall was seen by the Yuuts who followed with Jonah''s psychic powers.

    Then, a look like a scuffled Valtrude bitter bug.

    The sight of this room was very similar to the facility where Jonah was created (...) "Book of Nothingness" (Caios Evil).

    "Ahhh. This..."

    "Nostalgia, I don''t particularly feel it"

    "I said it from myself!?"

    That''s what I should say Jonah, it didn''t look like I cared at all.

    Nevertheless, Valtrude''s brows do not open.

    At the end of that gaze, there was only one capsule with decent contents (...).

    A facility similar to the one in which Yona was present means that she has a similar presence to Yona.

    In a transparent capsule, the gender was not known at a glance, but the child was floating.

    I close my eyes and wait for the time to wake up.

    The child.

    He had dark hair very similar to Yut''s, but only one room at its tip, was coloured red.

    Like a flame, red.

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    "Yut......"

    Whose voice was it fulfilled?

    If you noticed, everyone''s gaze was shifting from capsule to yurt.

    "... I know exactly what you''re trying to say. Totally, really."

    Of course, except for the party - which has been made - Yut.

    "But don''t feel strange and evil."

    At a glance, convinced that Yut had no idea, Valtrude returns his gaze in the capsule.

    If Verga is mixed up, it''s weird if there''s no evil.

    It was a rare mix of prejudices for Valtrude, but that was certainly logical.

    Simply, it doesn''t mean Verga made a child with Yut.

    Valtroude exhaled gently to restore his spirit.

    While I was doing that, Jonah moved.

    "Hmm? Neither is on. A man or a woman?

    "Yona...... No, but we need observation and confirmation."

    Arcia worries about whether she should be cautious as a guardian or affirmed as an adventurer, jonah approaching the capsule and casually looking around the contents.

    None of the three dared speak, but trust Yut and do not try to blame him. Instead, he seemed to recognize it was the victim''s side.

    It was Larsia who was surprised by the development.

    "Er. Don''t you understand too well? Something pinchy."

    "Totally indispensable, because it''s not a fun situation, is it?

    "Forgive him, Yut. Larsia is just relieved that her discovery didn''t cause Yut to twist."

    "Exile is something like this, something like that!

    It did not tear up the genuine - and, moreover, embarrassing - but was told like a very obvious fact, killing Larsia''s vocabulary.

    "In the meantime, find out if there''s anything left -"

    When Yut, resurrected from all sorts of shocks, tried to put a constructive opinion to the mouth.

    Was the presence of someone in this triggered? Or is it a complete coincidence?

    I don''t know which one, but the solution fell out of the capsule and the contents - only one room had a red-haired child drained out.

    "Oops."

    The first thing you reacted to, it should be said, Larsia.

    As Valtrude and Exile set up their weapons and Yut retrieved the spell document. In a quick move, hold only one red-haired child ahead of Jonah, who was nearby - "The Empress''s Legacy¡±.

    "Uh-huh. In the meantime, this is it."

    And I took the affordable cape out of the infinite storage bag and put it on to cover my body.

    silent, but the "legacy of the Empress¡± stares Larsia with her innocent eyes and is left

    There, Alcia, who spread her arms to show that there was no hostility, slowly approached her not to be intimidated.

    He also forgot that he''s out of his eyelids, and just wants to do something about the child being flirted with at the behest of others.

    To keep out of the way, leave this place to Arsia and Larsia takes a step back.

    "Do you understand our language?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Alcia asked in a loving voice, gazing at the "Empress''s Legacy," but there was no response.

    It seems to convey the meaning, but I don''t know how to answer it. Something like that? I love the way you tilt your little neck and make it look a little different.

    "... Is it because I had a child? Hey, don''t feel like you''re craving asylum."

    "I''m really glad my daughter-in-law is a Virgin, but it''s complicated..."

    He decides that apparently there is no danger, and Yut also moves closer in the direction where the capsule was.

    "Mm."

    However, not to ¡°The Empress''s Legacy," but to Jonah, who seems a little dissatisfied.

    "Nothing. They won''t take it away."

    "Sticky."

    Yut strokes Jonah''s white hair and tells her not to worry, but Jonah kicks the floor looking bored.

    It''s rotten, but I won''t let it go by grasping Yut''s white robe hem.

    If Jonah thought it was not strange to certify herself as a disciple, Yut looked unexpected and, in turn, hugged Jonah.

    "If you behave like that, Zhuyin will adore you"

    I''m not messing with you.

    Still, did you feel slightly anxious?

    Jonah also sweetens by turning her hand around Yut''s neck.

    "If you can''t talk, I can''t help it. Be sure to do something with us."

    "... Adjustment after startup, done"

    ¡°The Empress''s Legacy¡± sounded low and strong, blocking the gently speaking Arsian language.

    Black eyes are filled with powerful light.

    "I agree with the move. But before we do, I think we should know the background to this, uh..."

    "It''s Alcia."

    "Yes, Master Arcia"

    A cooperative "legacy of the Empress" beyond friendly.

    Even Larsia''s grin disappears into unexpected developments.

    Even in that situation, only Alcia will change. Gently, smile, and exchange words with ¡°The Empress''s Legacy¡±.

    "I don''t need you... By the way, do you have a name?

    "Now call me Lepre, Dear Arcia. Lifemakers were going to name it that way."

    "Okay. Nice to meet you, Rep."

    Arcia smiles and treats herself, but with that introduction alone, the "legacy of the Empress" - the backdrop of Repr¨¨s, could easily be imagined.

    The face of Lepre, who made Yut young, insured, adorable, and overlapping assumptions on many occasions.

    I''ll join you there, just one room, but red-haired as a pussy. It''s like a pigment only zeroed into a white canvas, vividly awakening Verga''s memory.

    If one sees them both, one conclusion is easily reached.

    "This was originally born of Master Verga''s plan."

    "Wow. It was the fastest way down, and the background came."

    "What is Verga''s plan? You know?"

    "Absolutely."

    Lepre takes a minute and then tells him not to cover it up.

    "I created my own toddler, my son-in-law - excuse me. The plan is to send them under Master Yut."

    "Verga......"

    "I dared not copy my memories, but by interacting with Lord Verga and Master Yut, the innocent toddler, I tried to get the one I loved"

    Yut was never compatible with Verga, who became the empress of evil.

    But Verga before he came to power yet. That, too, is different if it''s a replica. There is always a gap in it. Verga was convinced that even favors would be directed.

    "You think horrible hands, Verga."

    Neither can Valtrude deny its validity.

    Jonah also nods silently. It would be a perception that little Verga also...... because he is loved by Yut.

    "You were definitely hooked on this, Yuut. You can bet on Valtrude''s White Knight sword."

    "Don''t bet on your own! No, but, well, you bet you won''t lose..."

    "Oh, Yut''s a good one."

    "Wow. There''s going to be tears in my trust from everyone. Especially when it''s the old man''s simple good one."

    Yut laughs dry as Jonah pulls her ear while holding her up.

    Depending on the circumstances, it is true that Verga''s young body could have accepted to some extent that there was no sin.

    Yut himself, had that consciousness.

    And even though the favor would be difficult to easily disconnect from Verga himself.

    From there on, I don''t even know what manipulation I was trying to get Yut with, but if it had been executed, it would have been pretty troublesome.

    "... I see the background. If so, Repr¨¨s. Why are you here?

    "It''s extremely simple. It was impossible to replicate the evil demigod"

    The plan was frustrated by a truly fundamental cause.

    Even Verga himself had difficulty replicating himself. Especially in the short term.

    "Is that right? Yeah, well, I can''t stop getting more Verga."

    "Huh? Can''t stop?

    "It''s hard to communicate!

    "Yeah. Especially if it''s malicious on the one hand!

    For this reason, we shift to a plan that will draw Yut back into the spiritual world.

    "After Verga''s death, the abandoned plan - it was the Imperial Chancellor, Sherreiron Latetal, who picked up the legacy"

    "So you wanted to be an absent empress..."

    To maintain the empire, even if the empress does not exist.

    When the Empress returns, so that she can leave the Empire behind.

    The Imperial Chancellor of Dark Elves secretly executed the plan.

    "I affirm. After trial and error, we came to the conclusion that it was possible to create an alternative to Verga by mixing some factor, not Verga itself."

    Imperial Chancellor, who independently proceeded with his research, without the cooperation of the Black Dwarf. Is that obsession all the time? At the same time, he was convinced of the reasons why he did not raise his name to the successor dispute.

    "You''re telling me that factor belongs to Yuto?

    "Yes, it worked great"

    "... yes, it is"

    "By the way, I seem to have used hair, etc. stored as a legacy from my previous visit"

    "Ugh. Ugh..."

    Valtrude seems relieved. Spare your chaotic emotions.

    Once we revive our hostility to Verga, which we overcome, and drive it away, in the firm position of mother and wife.

    Beauty, which cannot even be painted, is colored with complex emotions, making it no longer a reproducible expression in the God of beauty and art.

    Even so, it may be that beauty stands first because it no longer transcends the boundaries of humanity.

    It also resembled a saint fighting temptations from the devil.

    "In parallel, Sherreylon Latetal is a treasure (artifact) held by Verga. He will also begin to replicate Ligereia Trinity, an evil trinity of kings, tins, crowns, and rings."

    I would never let Valtrude get in the mood like that. No, are you only looking at Alcia?

    Lepre, wrapped in a cape with a small body, begins to talk about another set of legacies.

    "Fusing this replica with the evil trinity" Ligereia Trinity "to create the representation of the Empress who will never be lost"

    "That was the Imperial Chancellor''s plan."

    "Yes, unfortunately, there is no information on the existence of the evil Trinity of the Three Kingdoms in this knowledge that remains..."

    To comfort Lepre, who seemed sorry, Arcia wrapped her cheeks with both hands and nearly smiled.

    At the same time, Jonah pulls Yut''s ear. It was a hit of eight.

    "It''s not about Lepre apologizing. So you''re not going to succeed Verga yourself, are you?

    "This replica has undergone a predominantly spiritual adjustment in order to become the ideal king"

    Repr¨¦ did not respond directly to Alcia''s confirmation.

    "There is no idea of good or evil in this person"

    Good and evil lead to greed.

    It can be ego and cut the rudder in unexpected directions.

    Good and evil are unnecessary to the king. Especially to the king of a country whose subjects move the country, who is only asked to be a symbol.

    Sherreylon Latetal''s plan is correct. Ideal.

    But all I can say in this case was that it was a failure.

    Neither good nor evil.

    The "legacy of the Empress" from a neutral point of view that is unbiased toward both judges extremely calmly.

    "Hopefully, we''ll have all the evil trinity -"

    In a sense, like other personnel, it weighs its own existence and the survival of the world.

    "- After fusing with it, I think it''s best to die"

    That''s what I wanted, and I ran out of words about the Empress''s legacy.

 565 Outside Part 9 The Empresss "Legacy" Episode IV

    "Brave man... Yes, it was. That was hard."

    "That reaction is the hardest part."

    ¡°Legacy of the Empress" - Yut, who brought back Lepree.

    When we all had no choice but to go, Yut and Lepre alone went to see Akane first.

    Akane, who was spreading her computer at a large table in the dining room and conference room and arm-wrapped in front.

    The moment he saw Yut as usual and Lepre in his rash clothes, Acorn instantly understood the situation. Misunderstood.

    "It''s okay. You don''t have to say anything. Because I love you, brave man."

    A gentle smile with an understanding of destiny.

    I labored Yut, and I''m fine now. I hugged him that there was nothing to be afraid of.

    "I love you too, but how long will this little play last?

    "Whatever, till death"

    "Too long run......"

    Acorns don''t try to untie their arms.

    Yut was in the mood to give up, but Lepre, unfamiliar with this situation, was different.

    I interpret it as meaning as words, and it was the tone that didn''t change, but I try to defend Yut in a slight rush.

    "There is also a mix of factors of Master Yut in this body, but we were not born to love each other. Don''t worry, Acorn."

    "Oh, I''m sorry. Some kind of spell? So, I got an email, so I know what''s going on."

    "Really..."

    Then what was the current exchange?

    If it''s unreasonable, Lepre pushes silence. As much as Jonah still has more ups and downs in her emotions, nevertheless, she conveyed her dissatisfaction.

    Unexpectedly, Yut makes a sneaky laugh.

    It''s bad for him, but after fusing with the evil triumph, Ligereia Trinity, he should die. Considering they said it was for the world, it was much better now.

    "Nevertheless, the Brewers occasionally outweigh the science of the Earth as it should be."

    "You have a god and you have magic. With a single breakthrough, I guess it''s easy to create specific technologies."

    "That''s right... Then, the benefits of science and technology are in mass production and the bottom up of the base."

    "Don''t be like that."

    Akane finally frees Yut, nods hum hum.

    It seems to give an objective narrative, but it was the very business that Acorn was launching Vermilio and developing in collaboration with Regina.

    "Whatever."

    Acorn gazes with Lepre by lowering his hips.

    I can''t say I resemble Yut as a child...... but there was a shadow somewhat.

    The impression that Verga''s poisonous beauty was neutralized by mixing a drug called Yut.

    Only in one room, but the red hair claiming to exist reminds me of that empress no matter what.

    deserving as a symbol of the confusion of the forces of the Empire¡­ and was it designed?

    But now, it doesn''t matter anymore.

    "About me too, Mother...... is, that''s why you can think of me as the sister in the neighborhood, okay?

    "I accept that aspiration as honorable, but I think it would be better not to get too involved with this person"

    "Yep. That''s a little too ambitious, or is it my will to make good and bad decisions?

    Lepre can''t react to acorns who make prestigious and selfish claims.

    That''s a word that shouldn''t be possible in the values of "Empress''s Legacy¡±.

    "My Zhuyin is giving up badly."

    "My, no more, no more."

    Akane, who twisted herself in embarrassment, looks up at Yut and says:

    "By the way, Lepre, uncle... not. How do you propose to your father-in-law and Haruko?

    "Oh...... Do you think it makes sense to say clones or something?

    "You look amazing."

    "That''s right."

    Speaking of how amazing it is, he looks so amazing that there are no drum cans and concrete nearby.

    Nevertheless, you can''t hide it through.

    Even if my only son says he lives in another world, he''s a parent who understands.

    "Well, explain it and you''ll figure it out."

    "No, wouldn''t that be necessary"

    Repr¨¨s, however, rejects, as a matter of course.

    "I can''t say much about this being the blood of Master Yut."

    "I don''t think so."

    "There''s no gender, no reproductive ability, and it''s harmful and beneficial to let you know about a replica that doesn''t die far away."

    Yut has a bitter look on his replay repeating the same claim.

    Akane, on the other hand, was more surprised than that.

    "No gender, no reproductive abilities?

    "Yes, don''t worry, even if this body is Yut''s blood, it won''t spread from here."

    "Yeah? On the contrary, I''m only anxious... Like, when I was a kid, I didn''t have a gender, but when I grow up, I get one or the other?

    "I can''t say it''s absolute, but there won''t be such a feature. There''s no point in adding such a feature to the symbol."

    "Yes... what..."

    Unconsciously stroking my tummy, which is getting quite swollen.

    Lepre was born of a son with Yut, who is to be born, and by unnecessary means in this world.

    What is this difference even though it is the same life?

    "It''s kind of unreasonable... right"

    "Valtrude and Arcia both think the same thing."

    "Uh-huh. Then I guess I''ll have to leave it to you..."

    Akane stood up and raised her voice. Because I understand that there are no specific measures yet.

    To a sudden oddity, Lepre tilted his neck slightly.

    "Did you say something that would make you uncomfortable?

    "If you want to know that, you just have to grow up."

    "¡­ growth, is it"

    Representation is rare. No, for the first time, I showed lost and bewildered.

    The person will be happy or irrelevant just bewildered, but Yut thinks it''s a good trend.

    That''s when Acorn stopped abruptly.

    "In the meantime, can I put some proper clothes on this kid?

    "You don''t have to let me do this, do you?

    "That''s not true. I''ll give up if they say no. Cry."

    "On the contrary, it''s like not making Lepre cry"

    You won''t be reluctant, but don''t get too well, for once, stab the nail.

    "... what the hell will they do?

    "Experience, experience."

    Without any explanation, Yut made a smile and stroked Lepre''s head, which was very similar to his.

    "Everybody, we''re gonna help her."

    "Mm."

    With the exception of Exile, the yurts gathered in the usual dining room and conference room.

    I thought there would be an endorsement of Valtrude''s declaration, and the first thing that came back was Jonah''s dissatisfaction and voice.

    Don''t leave with a hug to Alcia from the front, narrow your red eyes and stare at Valtrude.

    Those eyes seemed to be castigating Valtrude as a traitor.

    Val, you can go on.

    "Ugh, um"

    Arcia encouraged Valtrude as she stroked Jonah''s back and gave him a refreshment.

    To the sight, Larsia is not laughing, but holding her belly and opening her mouth wide.

    Because Exile is with acorns and reps - I don''t know anything, but it''s escort and surveillance just in case - Yut was feeling underpowered.

    "Does helping, for now, mean not letting you commit suicide?

    "First, there you go."

    "It''s like an old AI."

    "... it''s uncomfortable for Larsia to make such an analogy."

    "How dare you say this to me, who is now more familiar with the subcals of Earth than Yut?"

    "You''ve got the wrong world to be born in."

    "Mutually!

    Anyway.

    "I think the strategy has two directions"

    "That''s Yut. I didn''t expect to come up with more than one solution in this short time."

    "Well, you''re praising Yut, or you''re just not thinking about it."

    "That''s okay. Val, as long as you give me the right direction."

    Besides, we''re talking about it now.

    "One thing is to make sure you want to live in this world"

    "I see. You''re the one who''s alive."

    "But I don''t think he wants it, but I think he''s going to force it."

    Truth jumping out of Larsia''s mouth.

    But that doesn''t necessarily mean you''re right.

    "But I only wish death without knowing anything, etc. Isn''t that too pitiful?"

    "Right."

    Valtrude, driven by proselytism, feels slightly excited.

    Alcia gently denies Larsia''s argument.

    "I felt it when I introduced you to Zhuyin, but it looks like Lepre has feelings, too. So if you treat me normally instead of forcing me or something, I think that''s fine."

    "Mm."

    "Jonah, please. We''ll get along."

    Even as Yut says, Jonah rarely shakes her head beside her again and again.

    "I think if we don''t have an up and down relationship early, they''ll take us to Yut."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Perfectly, Jonah stopped moving.

    Nearly a minute of plenty remained intact, his neck turning toward Larsia, inadvertently, in a tight, rusty hinge-like motion.

    "Hi. jonah, eyes, frightened"

    "Not at all. I won''t be taken, neither will I."

    "That''s right. It''s the same for me."

    "Val, nothing..."

    "Oh, really..."

    Yut moves on as he shakes Valtrude''s hand, which is depressed by the straw and seriousness.

    "The other is the evil Trinity of the Three Kingdoms"

    "Got it. If you destroy the treasure (artifact) first, there will be no reason for Lepre to die."

    "No, I''m not, I''m not"

    It was Valtrude, who was revived with the encouragement of Yut, but was soon denied by that Yut.

    "If I destroy it, I''ll tell you Lepre will die from me."

    "... if you ask me"

    "On the contrary, then, if we don''t find it all the time, Lepre won''t try to die. I''m gonna bug you."

    "But even though it''s a replica, you can''t leave it any more than you know it exists, can you?

    Now, Valtrude hits the verdict.

    "Let''s think about it a little bit"

    And again, honesty wasn''t always the right answer.

    "What would it look like if we had all the evil Trinity?"

    "Wow, the flag of the rebuilding of the Verga Empire is born"

    "... don''t let Verga''s delightful face come to your attention"

    "That''s extreme, but I''m pretty sure they''ll be after you from the rest of the party"

    "What a pain in the ass. It''s like Verga."

    Bite your back teeth thoroughly and Valtrude reveals his discomfort. Verga opponents will be the only ones to vent negative emotions so far.

    "It''s just that it''s been since the discovery of the evil Trinity."

    Arcia, who is in Yona''s pillow state, pointed out the fundamental part.

    "I wonder if it''s possible that Verga''s treasures (artifacts) will come out of the world and not cause any disturbances."

    "Are you trying to tell me that someone collects it and keeps it?

    Occasionally, Valtrude, who gets a better guess, raises the question that it is unlikely.

    "Sure, I don''t think I could afford that, given the time..."

    Alcia basically agrees, but exceptions also exist.

    It''s the gods. If they are great, it may be possible, even after a fierce battle with the helix of despair (Leliouria).

    "No way, I guess Verga recovered it himself"

    "Even though you have the real thing?

    "Or so it is."

    Valtrude lightly withdrew his argument.

    "However, if you are a god of goodness or neutrality, you feel like you could be taught through Truss-Sink God..."

    "Then it''s easy. Didn''t your dad keep your daughter''s things?

    "Because then you might come back to your dad?

    "Yes, yes."

    Impossible.

    I can''t tell you enough, but I don''t know the bottom of the evil god Daxtum.

    "If I was wrong, I would have been wrong. Okay, so for once, why don''t you take your grandson to see him?

    It''s as effortless as going home, Larsia said.

    Hands, where did you take it from, with your mobile console in your hand.

    It can''t be easy to see him.

    Yes, judging by common sense alone is a mistake. In everything, there are exceptions.

    Suburb of Falve. An infinite labyrinth of good and evil, present on the pedestal of God.

    A single pillar of God is in charge of one hierarchy, and the obstacles named after that God - traps, monsters, mysteries - are set up in a structure that glorifies God.

    The hierarchy of evil gods Daxtum is filled with traps full of malice. Meaninglessly placed objects are in fact irrelevant to the offense and the keys to progression are hidden in places that are nothing.

    By way of example, at the end of the day, they say the unknown game is being challenged and the loser continues.

    I mean, that''s a dungeon where you can go see the evil god Daxtum.

 566 Outside Part 9 The Empresss "Legacy" Episode V

    I moved to the fortress in Falve for a few days.

    Lepre was in the courtyard of the fortress, eye-to-eye with an unspeakable beast.

    Keep your knees wrapped in overalls seated with your arms. Stay still, don''t hang around.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Heavenly Grass family dog Colo and, Rep.

    One and one stared at each other.

    Needless to say, Colo is the first person I''ve approached.

    An orange-haired Pomeranian swayed his white tail loosely, and by the way, he approached.

    Even though the mere presence of others in their own territory is an object of interest, it entails an atmosphere similar to that of Yut.

    The encounter between the two was inevitable.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Moved first, it was a colo.

    Standing up with his forelimbs on Lepre''s knee, he licked his nose tip up with a rough, raw, warm tongue.

    "Hia."

    To an unexpected attack, Lepre screamed for the first time in his life.

    "Ha-ha-ha."

    I wouldn''t have been conditioned by that, but Colo sticks his head between Lepre''s legs, waving his tail in the mood.

    Just hold it, with both hands, and Lepree didn''t try to escape.

    "But it''s not offensive"

    Not exactly a single unpleasant event since being brought in at the hands of the Valtrudes.

    Clothing and accommodation that is necessary for the representations leaving the incubator and cannot be covered by themselves.

    For a delicious meal, a warm bed. Plus, clean clothes, though unusual. I was given everything...... Lepre was baffled.

    I don''t see why I''m so valued.

    What is the point of selling kobi to oneself who should die any day?

    Pink knit, covered to the back of the hand. Repr¨¨s puts that and the colo he seeks skinship into view at the same time.

    There, the Kobolds, who had finished collecting garbage, wanted to go through.

    "Oh, you look just like God"

    "He''s a child god."

    "He was the Son of God."

    So you realized the meaning of the word, when the Kobolds showed their stomachs on the spot and posed for obedience.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    The inexplicable and cold stare at the Kobolds as Repr¨¨s poses of obedience.

    The Kobolds tremble wondering if they won''t forgive me because there''s no reaction whatsoever.

    "You don''t have feelings, that''s not what you mean"

    "Oh. You know why I especially like Zhuyin?

    "Other circumstances were generally swallowed."

    Then Yut and his real name showed up. A colo noticed it ran to Yut at full speed and glued around its perimeter.

    Lepre stands up and stares silently at the sight.

    "Uh. Yes, sir. It''s a good year, so don''t get too excited."

    Saying so, he seemed happy, and Yut held up the colo. Comparable when you''re giving up the kids, seems like a breakdown of rapport.

    Ha-ha-ha, rough breath, a raging coro in Yut''s arm licks his cheek.

    And Yut pardoned because his true name stroked the bellies of the Kobolds. I''m getting used to it.

    Now if you''ll excuse me.

    We''re evacuating.

    Say hello to the Son of God.

    Re-back the basket with the trash in it, and the Kobolds walk away.

    Again, inexplicably, Lepre observes its hindsight.

    "Lepre"

    "What is it?"

    Lepre, called by Yut and wearing an overalls, approached early enough with a small crotch.

    "That was your first meeting, wasn''t it? Makoto Qino... you know in my junior year?

    "Younger...... is it like my brother or sister?

    "No, sir."

    Before Yut says anything, his real name squeaks in to make a sharp denial and make eye contact with Lepree.

    "I''m Makoto Qino. I''m a magician (wizard) from Sempai and my hometown. This is a special spell document makina"

    "Here we go, Machina, an artificial intelligence blend of highly developed magic and science."

    "Again, you''ve made a great introduction."

    An emerald-colored tablet held by its true name. Voices emanating from it.

    Similar mechanisms existed in the knowledge of Lepre.

    "I know. It''s ventriloquism."

    "Sempai! What kind of education are you giving?!?"

    "Complaining, even to the Verga Empire"

    "Oh, you spotted it well. Most people nod with a windy face that they know to be artificial intelligence."

    "Makina, I don''t insignificantly spit poison!

    After a mild disturbance, such as a colo licking the head of his true-name nose, Yut finally gets to the point.

    "I''m sorry to keep you waiting. I''m going to go retrieve the evil Trinity."

    "Yes, Master Yut."

    Don''t show any untrained or dissatisfied.

    Instead, Lepre nodded just saying he had been waiting.

    "I''m going to a little dungeon, but I''m fine with the outfit as it is"

    "Is it a dungeon"

    "Oh. It''s right where you can walk away, so let''s keep going"

    "Yes, Master Yut."

    He entrusted the colo he was holding up to the Kobolds who had returned after finishing the garbage disposal, and Yut took Lepre to the pedestal of God.

    To be precise, he took a needle to the infinite labyrinth of good and evil that exists there.

    "Still, that''s crazy. Isn''t this where artifacts and I undertake affectionate education?

    "If Sempai mentions that, I will beat Sempai in Makina"

    "... I''m the one who committed the sin. Zhuyin has nothing to do with it."

    Not Yut, but Acorn said that, apparently.

    "I can''t be responsible, really stop"

    "Master, is that a gesture? Ha ha. Let''s do our best."

    "Why... how could you do this..."

    "I wonder if it''s because my real name happened to be in the same school as me."

    "You have to go that far back..."

    Lepre had heard everyday conversations like the comic talent without asking.

    Never got into a circle, but never uncomfortable, having one conversation with the two of you.

    "Oh, I''m finally here."

    "We''re all set."

    Walking a lot and waiting at the entrance to the labyrinth was a combination of meadow species (Magner) and rock giants (Jarloot).

    Both are fully armed, but no one else.

    This is all I ask, I don''t say it to my mouth, but Lepre asks with his gaze.

    My real name must have been the same. This one was actually in my mouth.

    "What happened to Mr. Valtrude and the others?

    "Leave a message."

    "... you''ve convinced me well"

    ''Cause they''re the other guy.''

    Valtrude and Alcia are too weak (...). That''s why they managed to persuade them to stay.

    "Sometimes Yona is a little too strong (...)"

    "Sure, I''m sure it''s strong..."

    If I say that, Yut, as well as Larsia and Exile, are over-specs.

    However, Yut will not answer and will use some grant and support spells, such as the magic that ensures the lights.

    Finally, light tacts - alchemy tools that emit bright light when folded - were prepared for the number of people.

    "It''s like a live venue."

    "Okay, let''s go."

    Larsia, the bandit (Rogue), leads the way. The Exile then continues, pinching his real name and rep and the tail is Yut.

    Just recently done with, mossy, timeless downstairs.

    Through the door ahead - wrapped in rainbow light, it was transferred to the labyrinth.

    Dark, airy spaces. At the end of the gaze, a stone aisle with no joints. The entrance to the labyrinth where you can even feel the temper.

    When my true name shook up unexpectedly at the evil atmosphere, my voice echoed without any shards of tension.

    "All of a sudden, it sounds like a hit."

    "I guess that means I want to see you over there."

    Yut smiles as he sees the sacred mark of the giant Dasktum God painted on the floor. Quick as you can.

    "Does Dasktum God own a replica of the evil triumph Ligereia Trinity?

    "I see a good chance of that"

    In the first formation, we proceed carefully through the labyrinth, answering the questions of Lepre.

    But it''s not like I can''t afford it at all.

    The Yuts are completely natural. To that anxiety, his true name, though wary, opens his mouth for questions.

    "Speaking of which, why am I with you?

    "Game, you can do it, right?

    "Leave it to me, Professor. I won''t lose to any CPU."

    "You must be the CPU"

    Regardless of the game, it''s good to have more experience with labyrinth strategy.

    At this time, I thought so.

    "There''s a room ahead."

    As Larsia said leading, he went out into a space that opened up a little bit.

    The first one out was a hemispherical room with a radius of about 10 meters. In the back there was a passage leading to the next room, with a silver sphere floating in the center of the room.

    "Yut, what is that?

    "Hmm."

    Magical knowledge, memories of the literature we have seen in the past, and waves of magic transmitted without having to do anything special.

    All in all, Yut affirms.

    "Save me the details, but don''t die if I touch you"

    "Oh, my God."

    "That''s common."

    "Yeah? That''s dangerous..."

    In fact, within this labyrinth, even if he dies, he is sent to the graveyard of the adjacent goddess of death and sorcery to be resurrected.

    That''s why there were few schemes to die instantly. In such a vicious trap, faith hearts do not gather.

    It was my true name diving into the labyrinth many times as a training, but that''s how dangerous the trap is. Besides, I hadn''t experienced anything like coming out first.

    "Sure, it''s common in gamebooks"

    Once done and a wide defensive range of makinas, where I was good at pointing it out, Exile moves.

    Not to mention nothing, he waved a giant spike flail like an anchor, with a range as high as 10 meters, which flies through the void a few meters away from the silver sphere.

    - but the silver sphere tracks it.

    "Whoa, it''s dangerous"

    On the verge of a collision, pull Spike Flail to evade.

    Apparently, it''s not the same thing if you don''t come near it.

    "Well, I guess I''ll leave this place to Dr. Yut"

    "I''ll take care of it."

    Whether it is a death trap, the principle is magic.

    If so, there is no trap that can''t be cut through by Yut.

    "Antimagic Sphere in the Exorcist Realm"

    Yut rips eight pages from the spell and unfolds around. That turned into a membrane of light, covering the whole room.

    An area of magic deterrence occurs around Yut, and a silver sphere falls to the ground, as if to prove it.

    The same thing happened to Exile''s autonomously running shield - a rock giant (Jarloot) grabbed it during the fall.

    "Well, let''s move on"

    Magic lights will disappear, but light tact night light is fine because of different principles.

    On the arm that lightly deactivated the destrap, of course the real name. Makina and Lepre will also go silently to the other side - and.

    Suddenly, a giant eel crawled from all directions.

    Apparently, on the back of a wall made of magic, he was hiding a monster. It seems to be the mechanism by which it was disabled and emerged.

    It was the Green Crowler that showed up. A monster that chews everything up and cleans the dungeon, whether it''s corpse meat or the remains of a weapon.

    Plus, it''s far more gigantic than a normal species. Each and every one of them is twice as big as the Exile.

    Even humans are likely to be lightly nourished.

    Even before that, Yut just frowned a little.

    "Oh, would you prefer Magic Dismantling (Isolation)?"

    The "Antimagic Sphere" of the Exorcised Realm is the eighth staircase. Meanwhile, Demolition of Magic (Isolation) is a theoretical spell on the Ninth Staircase. Yut laughs bitterly, wondering if it was on his back that he was warm.

    "What, good warm up"

    "Yes, fine. Yut''s failure can be sold to Grandpa the Great Sage for a good price."

    "You''re not selling friends!

    "Friends? Who?

    Similar mechanisms existed in the Cathedral of the Murgush God.

    Don''t panic and make no noise, Exile waves Spike Flail. Violence ravages like a great vortex like a tornado, crushing green crowlers.

    Whether it''s a monster or not, it''s a life form.

    "Again, if you hit him, he dies"

    "If there''s a steeple, no problem"

    Larsia''s bow also desperately kills the Green Crowler every single shot, and doesn''t try to get any closer.

    It''s not alert, but it doesn''t make room.

    That''s because of the difference in isolated power.

    Overwhelming.

    "I''m going to get used to it, but you surprise me..."

    "Yes."

    Lepre frankly agreed with the words of his real name, keeping his expression fixed.

    "I was about to confront these people, to the barbaric courage of the remnants of the Verga Empire"

    "No body, no lid..."

    It''s shooting straight, in a way, and Bloodsucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing is dead, citing a conspiracy to give Acorn a glimpse.

    The king of the beasts, the "wandering warrior¡± Burgler, is also under exact retribution.

    Why, even if I miss this self, I don''t see it as any problem.

    Lepre was in the mood for a glimpse of one end of the reason.

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    Destrap and the Green Crowler, a monster of immortality more than the Exile that appeared when it was deactivated.

    The yuts who overtook them took the main road and reached the next room.

    "This is..."

    "That''s a good hobby!

    His real name turned away and Larsia cheered. There, it was the extreme of his evil taste.

    The face of a distressed person.

    In an elongated space about 10 metres wide and about five times as deep, the relief that pictured it was arranged narrowly.

    Besides, only this space is politely lit up properly.

    "Obviously, there''s something popping out of your mouth and your eyes."

    "If you hadn''t come out, I''d be surprised."

    Bad nature had a lever installed in the back of the room. I don''t even know what it is, but it looks important.

    "As always, you have a bad personality..."

    As impressed. And cover your mouth with your hands, disgusting with the very thing.

    Habits when Yut thinks.

    Larsia, who found herself aiming for it, laughed that it was going to be interesting and, in fact, that expectation would be fulfilled.

    "Okay."

    Not realizing he could turn such a gaze, Yut looked back.

    At the end of his gaze, the true name that draws Lepre''s hand.

    "Because of this, shall I have my real name in command here?"

    "Yes, I get it...... yeah eh!?"

    After trying to nod reflexively, his real name shouted out. The screams echo in the quiet dungeons.

    "Your husband (master) has followed the board a lot."

    "Nori Tsukomi......"

    The unknown word was repeated with no expression by Lepre.

    "Interpreting as it is, the act of affirming it once and then denying it. Interesting with sudden expansion and discrepancies, advanced discourse......?

    "Oh, my God, it''s bad for education..."

    "Whatever you say, Noritsuki, take command, or if your real name shows you how to attack me, feel like we''re gonna follow it."

    Something like OJT as a yurt?

    If it were really dangerous, I wouldn''t do this.

    I have as much trust as I can believe.

    "Okay. Because of this, let me do it."

    "It''s a fight, master."

    "I''m not asking you to attack with me, but be a little more nervous"

    After turning a sharp gaze at the tablet''s makina, his real name sighed as to whether it would not work with this degree of novel.

    Really, it''s bad for Lepree''s education.

    "It was a true story that relationships can''t be a glimmer."

    "Exactly. This is also field training."

    "Shut up, please"

    As for the treatment of Makina later, now, the dungeon''s offense.

    Anyway, it looks like we''re gonna have to do something about that lever. But you don''t have to put the earlier destrap out to pick it up, and it can''t be easy to get there.

    "First, we need to find out how dangerous that relief is."

    "Rikai, Rikai. Want me to run a little attack on you?

    "Please don''t"

    If they do that, they''ll drop it from the beginning.

    "Safely, if you have the means to identify a threat¡­"

    "Right. I don''t know your real name. Is that a spell?

    It''s the basics of times like this. Crushing, Yut retrieved the spell document.

    "Invisible Servant"

    From there, when you release three pages into the cleavage universe, the pages of the spell document split innumerably. When it emitted light, a translucent people-shaped silhouette appeared.

    A puppet built with pure magic, unwilling. That appears about 20 bodies, waiting for Yut''s orders to stand still.

    "It''s a spell to make you do simple tasks,"

    When Yut and I waved down gently, the Invisible Servant slowly proceeded to the example room.

    As I passed the relief on my distressed face, a ray of light emanated from its mouth.

    The rays capture the Invisible Servant of the Unknown, causing the signs to disappear and cry.

    "Exactly, let me just be vigilant. It was just a decoration! I mean, there wasn''t."

    I thought it was gonna be five minutes.

    The rays thrown out of every mouth are rambling, as if to respond to it. Light dances, as if fireworks burst in a narrow space.

    In the end, it did not go 10 meters, and 20 Invisible Servants were wiped out.

    "... terrible"

    Even Lepre, a miserable situation with no other words.

    "As it is, well, it is assumed that there will be an attack. It''s going to be dangerous to fly over there on Moment Move (Teleport)... If this happens, raise the lever with a spell or bow or arrow."

    After being sufficiently distant from the entrance to the facial room, his real name sets a policy for early mouthing. Yut and Exile. And Larsia stays near the entrance to the room.

    "Okay, I''ll do it."

    "Yes. Please."

    Are you listening to the reply of your real name or are you not there?

    Larsia held the arrow silently, releasing it unconstitutionally.

    With a bow you can''t imagine from a small body, an arrow flies for a lever. No, I can just tell that because there''s noise. In the eyes of his real name, he can''t see the arrow itself.

    Neither the rays that destroyed the Invisible Servant were fired late, nor were they scuffed by arrows.

    "Wow......"

    "I don''t think it''s human business."

    Even if you let the lever hit you with a brilliant shot, Larsia will never make a proud face.

    While his real name is surprised at it, he looks at the consequences of raising the lever.

    There was no alarm.

    But it was unexpected in the first place.

    "Don''t bite your tongue."

    "... Yes?

    Exile wielded Spike Flail, and its chains tied his true name and replay together.

    Immediately afterwards, there is a sound from beneath my feet.

    Floating at the same time.

    It''s a pit.

    Yes, I could understand the situation because there was a stream of rivers that made a roaring noise at the end of the blinking gaze.

    But that doesn''t end there.

    A sudden downward airflow emerged from the sky, shaking the chain greatly.

    "- Huh."

    The voiceless scream, which was raised. No, if Exile hadn''t kept me with that rigidity, it wouldn''t have been to the extent of screaming.

    If I was alarmed that the "Flight" spell was on, I would have been knocked down by a gust of wind from above.

    Fall into a dark river and where it will be transported......

    To my own imagination, my real name shuddered for a long time.

    "If I drop Makina here..."

    "Now I think I heard a joke I shouldn''t have heard...?

    "A joke? Me?

    "Pull it up quickly! Harry! Harry!"

    The only ones who fell into the pit were the real names and reps who took a distance from the entrance to the room. The Yuts were safer... than just positioned to think they knew this was going to happen.

    "It was an attraction that Jonah was going to be delighted with..."

    "Smudge, don''t say"

    A rep with a constant true name for breath and a totally complete reaction of ''none''.

    I wonder if it''s been a little too much, Yut reflects.

    "This is an extreme example, because this is what traps poking at blind spots in recognition are. I can''t help it if I''m not used to it."

    "... if I fell into that river, what would have happened?

    "That''s the Lete River, so I guess I lost all my memory or knowledge"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    No more words.

    His real name meditated quietly as he stared at the slowly closing pit.

    "... it''s retaliation. In my ideas and experience, it''s out of my control."

    "The evil god Dasktum is unwilling to let him attack¡­ I wonder if he is unwilling to let go of the evil triumph Regeleia Trinity"

    Larsia tapped lightly on the shoulders of the two as Hate to Dasktum God rose.

    "Both of you, not yet. If you can''t be selfless by middle school, it''s hard to keep playing tennis."

    "Sure. Hopefully, I''ll be able to smell it by graduation."

    "What are you talking about..."

    To the circumstance of contemplative Larsia and Makina, the real name remembers cosmic root fears. But one man and one plane can''t care less about that.

    "Yut."

    "I got it."

    Communicating with words, Larsia searches out the walls of the aisle.

    A few minutes later.

    Larsia thumbed up a lot around the time her real name finally got herself back.

    "Oh, there it is."

    "... what is it?

    "Secret door."

    "I see. Hidden doors...... yes?

    It''s a true name with more dungeon experience these days. As many times as I''ve hit a hidden door. But I''ve never seen or heard of hidden doors or anything else that exists in nothing in a passage like this.

    But Larsia looked more natural than confident...

    "The key... this is good. Traps, none. I don''t even hear things..."

    That''s all I''ve reported, Exile comes forward.

    Without saying anything, Larsia falls back, and further back, Yut hands the spell document.

    "Usually, it was Val''s job to open the door."

    Reflectively, I wondered what that was, but on second thought - even if I didn''t think about it - it was more appropriate than ever.

    Even my real name, so much so that I know.

    Leaving aside the feeling of such a true name, Exile, drifting an autonomous magic shield beside him, pushed the wall designated for Larsia.

    Originally, is it light, or is it because it''s an exile?

    The wall made the same noise as the pit and opened it up lightly.

    Really, hidden doors existed.

    "Insanity..."

    "Is this God''s way..."

    Where Lepre has questioned his identity, the full picture of the next room is revealed.

    Me, countless flames lit up at the same time.

    Flames of resentment. Those are vain orbital lit eyes.

    Taking that as a signal, countless skeletons stood up in the center of the room. With a curved sword in his hands on four arms, rattling with a clatter.

    "Hih."

    The real name with the sight made a short scream and ran out with all his might.

    We have to leave. We have to leave.

    If you run to the right, the relief room with the distressed face.

    Run left, Destrap''s room.

    Either way. I don''t mind dying.

    You have to run. You have to run.

    "It''s okay. I''m not scared."

    When, and how did you get ahead of it? Yut gently embraced his true name in a state of panic.

    "Sempai......"

    In its pluckness, the consciousness of the true name gradually becomes clear¡­.

    "Please let me go."

    In a different way than earlier, his real name pulled off Yut.

    It''s embarrassing, embarrassing, embarrassing, embarrassing to have been held by Yut back to sanity rather than trying to escape driven by fear.

    I can''t face it. I can''t. I can''t.

    "It''s okay, it''s okay. ''Cause that''s the kind of monster that launches those mental attacks."

    "... is that right..."

    I think I can blame Skeleton for all the ugliness I''m in.

    That reassuring true name can be hung up by the chase.

    "You don''t have to be depressed. Because when you''re young, there''s a lot going on. A lot."

    "Yes. When you''re young, a lot..."

    My real name collapsed just like that.

    "No. What a privileged seat."

    Larsia, who has no choice but to watch battle and mourn, gives a truly easy-going voice from the bottom of her heart.

    But the multi-armed skeleton that Exile confronts alone wasn''t just a skeleton.

    It''s not just the fear effect of that orbital flame.

    If we were closer to normal, we would have been aiming for that move and eating the foot payment. A multi-armed skeleton.

    But it didn''t.

    The orbital flames disappear for a moment, as does Skeleton himself.

    At the next moment, a fleshy - but boney - multi-armed skeleton slashes him with two pairs of weapons in short range Moments of Travel (Teleport).

    But Exile is immovable.

    Leave the defense to the autonomous shield. In the first place, don''t worry about some scratches or anything. I swung through Spike Flail unconstitutionally.

    "Wow, wow!"

    Exactly, not this time with a single blow, but the wall called Eggyzail, which stands in front of a hidden door, is unbreakable.

    Dealing with a multi-armed skeleton like a wave that hits you won''t pull a step. Instead, it even looked like the skeletons, who were supposed to have no emotions, were under barometric pressure.

    "So you''re amplifying strengths and compensating for weaknesses with role sharing."

    Lepre sums up the yuts since entering the infinite labyrinth of good and evil.

    Again, it''s a little crazy.

    "Nevertheless, it''s surprising that monsters don''t make sense"

    "Well, who can fight each other with those two, the dragons who have lived for over a thousand years or the demons (Demon Lord)..."

    Or God.

    Yut''s words, which he put up on the shelf about himself, could not be uttered until the end.

    A flash of lightheadedness.

    Suddenly, the scenery changed.

    There was no need to look around, and a dark curtain existed high above the front.

    "I''ve been waiting for you, humans"

    A blonde boy is sitting on the throne with his mobile console in his arms.

    The look is fierce to call a boy. All the more so when compared to the gruesome look on the face of his wicked beloved wife Beatrice, leaning aside.

    "I know, I know."

    Yut also nodded invincibly, reaching for the bag of infinite storage.

    What was taken out of it was a large LCD TV, not a mobile console...... Exile to receive it, plainly, as if you knew you would. It doesn''t even make you feel as good as the dew, such as the fierce battle you had earlier.

    "Yut, where do you put it?

    Anxiety in front of God, like, a friend who came to help me move.

    "Let''s make it your wall side. I''ll give you the generator, too."

    LCD TVs, TV sets, seats, generators, and a variety of old and new mounting hardware and software.

    The Between God is reborn into an impromptu game room.

    "Come on, races, gay, puzzles, board games...... There''s more, but which one do you want?

    "Ra-su? Kakeshi? Pussy......?

    The evil god Dasktum parrots back a genre I''ve never even heard of.

    From the face of God, the fierce mask peeled off.

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    "First of all, why don''t we do a little research on the same" just now "?

    A beloved wife of evil, Beatrice, who even stared at the stunned Dasktum God thanks to her love, gives out a helpship.

    At first glance, the husband seems to be taking it back to his advantage, but the sincerity of it is immeasurable.

    of the beloved, love any appearance.

    Beatrice is superb in a way, so it''s no wonder you expect Dasktum God to defeat you in a confident game.

    As much as I did, I''m sure I had a desire to love the evil gods who would crush Yut and rejoice.

    "If that''s the case, this is it"

    Yut takes out the game software to show the package to the wicked couple.

    It was an overseas football game. Evil gods trained - supposedly - the details differ from those of domestic production, but it''s definitely more than letting them play a fighting game all of a sudden.

    "Huh. Let''s do it."

    "So, if I win, you''re gonna tell me if I really have the evil Trinity of the Three Kings."

    The evil god nodded with dignity, with a mundane expression.

    "If this one wins, after death, I''ll have that soul. All right?"

    "Wait"

    It was Lepre''s calm but desperate voice that pushed Yut to stop trying to nod instantly.

    "I don''t see the inevitability of betting my soul"

    "Dealing with God is what it used to be"

    "But what is the equivalence of information and soul just to whether it possesses -"

    "Shut up."

    In a quiet, but overwhelming majesty, Lepre fortified the body itself. No, not just Repr¨¨s, but that''s the same for my real name.

    It is not raw and gentle with snake-driven frogs...... etc. Stage as an organism, as if it were different.

    "What do you mean, pinch a beak in God''s deal?"

    To the underlying fear, even breathing becomes suspicious. I can''t even tremble.

    "That''s okay, Rep"

    A yuut of flavor, such as not under heavy pressure or gently recirculated even if it was, gently lifted the reprieve.

    "You look alike, so you''re like a parent or a child."

    "Right."

    Without denying Larsia''s mix-up, Yut ignores the Dasktum God and gives an explanation.

    "I''m glad Lepre feels like it, but first, we have to take the stage. If you don''t take the word that you have a replica, you''re gonna be lying that you don''t have it."

    "... it is dishonest"

    "Because I''m a bad god, I can''t help it"

    Ignored the murky evil god and turned on the latest game hardware and TV.

    But the wrath of the evil god will be misty and his true name will finally be able to breathe.

    "Well, let''s just do it"

    Go on, put the media in the console...... and realize that the other software was left in.

    It belongs to a genre called Maiden Games that Acorn was playing - once, I couldn''t tell the difference between Maiden Games and BL Games, and I''ve been very angry with them.

    I put that into a football game package and got the game up and running.

    Flowing opening movie.

    Soon he got off the throne and Dasktum God was moving before the TV. Somehow, I''m sitting on Beatrice''s lap.

    The book God seems satisfied, so Yut decided to flush it.

    "Well, for the big screen, the footage looks prettier here"

    "Oh. It''s a series that has a reputation for real (...)"

    This is the first time Dasktum God has held an independent controller, but there seems to be no particular confusion.

    The method of manipulation was made almost identical to the domestic football game that the evil gods were playing.

    "Huh. You don''t think you can win this kind of handicap."

    "Looks like you''ve been practicing a lot."

    "Whatever. I''ve never lost since then"

    In the infinite labyrinth of good and evil, they were doing whatever they wanted to innocent adventurers.

    "You''re losing more and more."

    "Be prepared."

    The evil gods chose the Brazilian and Yut the Spanish, and the game began.

    "Hmm. After all, there''s no big difference."

    "He''s getting so good..."

    Despite unfamiliar games, evil gods fight each other with Yut. There''s nowhere to look like Dasktum God once kicked in the ass with a merciless score.

    How much did you get into it?

    Yut fights at the same time as he can.

    However, the beginning, which was a hand exploration, passed and the difference in strength gradually became apparent.

    Yut''s manipulative Spanish representative attacks up from the right side, makes one turn and then sends a pass to the center.

    A front-line player jumps into a sharp path like a tail puller. This move was not manipulated by Yut. It''s a move that the CPU made automatically.

    All you have to do is pour the ball into the goal corner.

    The Invincible Fleet (La Roja) defeated the Canary Corps (Celeste) goal.

    "How did you know the ball was coming there!?"

    "No, that''s what football is all about"

    Off The Ball Movements - In this case, a player not involved in the ball ran in front of the goal, but around it, in an overseas football game, it is set as though it were an actual game.

    In other words, knowing the actual game, you can develop that image as it is.

    "What!? Are humans actually kicking balls and playing football!? Whether it''s more certain to carry them by hand"

    "If you do that, you''re gonna be a rugby."

    Even though he retired from injury, Yut is a historic experience. I''m not saying I''m able to follow tactical progress, but there''s no way I can beat a Dasktum God who doesn''t know actual football.

    "Gosh, it''s not working the way I want it to."

    "Real (...) Because I told you so?

    Operationality and talent settings are also at the expense of gameplay.

    Hence, it was possible in a domestic football game, in a sense unable to manipulate games, and evil gods throw up evil.

    "Oh my God..."

    The evil god sees his teeth, and the front and back half 90 minutes - in in-game time - end.

    It turned out to be more than the last merciless score, but Yut won by the score of his dreams.

    It was a complete win.

    "If it''s a replica, it''s retrieved. Happy now?"

    "I''m relieved my calculations didn''t go mad."

    Win first.

    All you have to do is steadily win the game battle and collect the evil triumph Regeleia Trinity one by one.

    "I didn''t have to worry..."

    "Really......"

    He was holding a sweat in his hand while watching the game - naturally if he heard that his soul would be taken away by the evil gods - his real name and Reple exhaled as if he was relieved.

    But both of them, it turned out to be an immediate breath.

    "There, big one"

    "Is that me?

    "I''ll be your opponent. It''s an honor."

    "No, because the controller is too small for Osama''s hands..."

    "If you can specify a game, take it and stand"

    "Forgive"

    A beautiful blonde boy with dark hair luscious beauty in a chair said arrogantly.

    Holy shit, it''s evil.

    "Sempai, this is just..."

    "No, it sounds like Osama has an idea"

    While accepting the worry of his real name, Yut prioritized his trust in Exile.

    When this happens, all you can do to make it your real name is pull back awesome.

    "You remember the alienation, don''t you?

    "If I lose, I''ll give you your soul"

    "You''re going to try the soul copy and paste!

    Makina can''t be turned down. Positive.

    "By the way, Egg. What game are you going to compete in?

    "Beecher."

    "Beecher!?"

    Not expecting to hear the name from the mouth of the Rock Titan (Jarloot), Yut gave his first surprise when he entered this dungeon.

    "Old man, when did Beecher..."

    "What, once in a while, with Yut''s father?"

    "What a surprise friendship for my son."

    "Should be in a bit of an old console"

    Twisting his neck about what it meant, clapping up a generation ago console hard drive, it did install.

    "What. Isn''t it just a board game?"

    "The rules are..."

    "I don''t mind. While you''re at it, no problem."

    It was to a dasktum god who wouldn''t try to get an inst, but quickly, it would be a feather that would give a startling voice.

    "What!? Aren''t you going to put stones in the mass!?"

    Besides, I can''t seem to understand one concept of enclosing stones right now, and the first war was lightly and miserably defeated.

    "... I have no choice. A contract is a contract. I''ll turn you in."

    "No, instead, I want to decide that in the future, if this one loses, I''ll lose ownership of it, not my soul"

    "... let''s be good"

    Drinking Yut''s terms, a loser-averse evil god challenges Exile to revenge.

    The Rock Giant (Jarloot) accepted to Eagle Yang the start of World War II.

    "No. Still, that evil god doesn''t learn!

    "You can have as many handouts as this"

    Only, now they''re just letting me win.

    If Dasktum God gets used to the game, his position will be reversed.

    In the meantime, the conditions must be in place.

    Yut renews his determination as he looks down at the replay looking at the screen emotionally.

    "So that means the next winner will play against this makina"

    "I don''t normally try to play"

    "But games like Beecher will be where AI should be active. Lately, it seems that half the AI that I''ve learned without being self-conscious is on track."

    "Let there be no more enemies without darkness."

    Machina complete the Exile, which also won World War II, and Beecher ends.

    As a result, Beatrice is increasingly pleased with the look of Dasktum God chewing down the bitter worm, ranked lower than the tablet.

    "Then let''s make it a game we can all play next!

    Exile fell out in relation to the controller and started the game of manipulating the cart with four people: Yut, Larsia, True Name, and Dasktum God.

    You don''t have to remember the rules like Beecher. In a simple inst, Dasktum God figured out how to operate.

    On the contrary, it suddenly jumps to the top.

    "Huh. Don''t you just anticipate the timing and use the buttons to operate?"

    "I''m worse at games than God in the other world, how can I..."

    The true name worshipping the posterior dust of Dasktum God moaned, but the heavens of the evil gods did not last.

    "Who used thunder!?"

    "Me, though?

    "Now he''s glowing and he''s hit me!?"

    "Well, hiccup."

    "Eh, don''t push. I thought you missed the item!?"

    "I''m sorry."

    It didn''t take that long until I realized that getting to the top would severely interfere.

    Beatrice, who is in a chair, was able to indulge in the rise and fall in the meantime. Especially great, as Dasktum God''s little body rocks left and right as Kurt moves.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Lepre watched the game screen and the facades involved in the game from a short distance away.

    I don''t think it sounds like fun, but I guess I''m enjoying it.

    I can''t believe I''m able to do this against the evil god Dasktum, it''s beyond amazing.

    I didn''t think that was flattering...

    I was dazzled by Lepre.

    Shortly after I was born, I would never have thought.

    "Okay. Did you earn enough to win?

    "That''s right."

    Where the race went through a paragraph, Yut and Larsia saw the replay.

    It''s the end.

    Lepre accepts it without any emotion.

    assimilate with the evil triumph Regereia Trinity and destroy this self. That''s what we need to do.

    But somehow, my legs didn''t go that way.

    "Bye, Rep"

    "Yes."

    My voice is not trembling.

    "Good luck, Dasktum, beat God"

    "... Yes?

    I''ve already won more than three. If so, the ownership of the evil trinity Regeleia Trinity should have been transferred.

    And yet, why?

    "As far as I''m concerned, there''s no reason to take a replica of the evil Trinity of the Three Kingdoms from Dasktum God."

    "Rather, if Yut had it, the successor to the Verga Empire. That''s my son-in-law! ''Cause I will."

    "Hot men are hard."

    "Come on. If it wasn''t Osama, we''d be at war, wouldn''t we?

    "What if it was me, by the way?

    "Tell Valtrude"

    "Pity! But I feel absolutely willing to kill!

    Yut, Larsia, Exile. Besides, Makina laughs.

    My real name and Lepre were, pompous, listening to the comic talent.

    "Sempai! I mean, Mr. Lepre is the only one who needs the evil triumph Regereia Trinity, so if you want it, you want to win it yourself?

    "We had a meal. Oh, with the win now, it means you''re bound to take the challenge from Rep"

    "... tiny"

    He was also a dasktum god with a bitter look on his face, but he can''t refuse. No, I won''t.

    The evil loving wife, who remained in the chair, smiled with a very deep emotional smile.

    "Ma, after what you did today, you just have to go home and practice"

    Unlike his real name, which he recovered relatively quickly, Lepre still failed to reboot.

    Win games against evil gods?

    Practice for that?

    "Jonah and Zhuyin will be happy to deal with you."

    Did you mean that you set this up just to glue things and take advantage of this body?

    Lepre shook himself to incomprehensible thoughts. Still, I can''t think of a word for a response.

    "Professor, let me coach you, too, with a slight force."

    "To the point where my real name doesn''t piss me off."

    "Ha. I''ll take care of it. The birth of the first pro-gamer of the Brewers is not something you need to be or not be."

    Thus, the Lepre - the "legacy of the Empress" created as much as possible as the foundation of the Verga Empire - was to challenge a game battle with his grandfather (...), which he did not anticipate.

    After that, long.

 569 Outside Part 9 Empresss "Legacyâ€ Epilogue

    "I told you. The number of times the button has been pressed and the number of attacks taken together"

    "Ahhh..."

    Jonah guards the mid-level punch of the character Lepre manipulates, releasing the counter unabated.

    An almost shredded health gauge empties and falls to the stage in slow motion.

    There will be a victory screen for Jonah''s character - the commander-in-chief of the evil organization - but neither of us has seen that.

    "Easy to fight back because you''ll be levitated by misery"

    "Ugh..."

    "You can''t even aim for big damage with a single shot. If you want to be good, you can remember a solid combo"

    "But such complex command input in a row..."

    "If you do it until you can, you can"

    Lepre, who grips the lever, nodded at Yona''s failure.

    Jonah also feels strange when she can get a look that Yuut doesn''t show with a face similar to Yuut.

    But that''s not what I''m talking about.

    "If you want to beat evil gods forever, you only have practice"

    "It''s not enduring. Until we recover the evil Trinity of the Three Kingdoms."

    "I don''t hear excuses"

    You look unreasonable and take good care of yourself. As a matter of fact, Yona is a kid general.

    So, like Len, it shouldn''t go badly with a less aggressive replay.

    Yut, watching over both Zhu Yan and his real name, decided to think so.

    "Looks like we''re getting along, that''s good."

    "So, are you close?

    Behind Jonah and Lepre, an acorn of whispering weight and a true name with a makina.

    Is it because of the concentration or because of the size of the room? The two men who resumed the fighting game showed no particular reaction.

    "Otherwise, Jonah will ignore you or run away."

    "Well, I''m pretty sure it''s more stable than it was at one time."

    The monitor, which you can describe as huge, shows the match.

    Jonah and Lepre. When the relationship between the two becomes fine, the conversation between the three, who are not familiar with the fighting game, flows naturally, into the environment itself.

    "Exactly, a 100-inch monitor is powerful. It''s more of a board than a TV, isn''t it, a board?"

    "I admit there and I have money, but I want to ask if you really needed this size"

    The fortress in Falve has many empty rooms.

    Therefore, as much as a game room was to be prepared for Lepre, there was no making.

    The generator is silent and exhausted with spells, as prepared for Yut''s parents'' room, so there is no problem.

    It is also elaborate on acoustics, almost equal to home theater. Of course I should say, it was the acorns who did the design.

    Its core is a 100-inch monitor.

    Width alone is more than 2 meters.

    I''ve only seen giant monitors like this in store outlets. In size, it is comparable to a lying exile.

    "No, no, no, no. I''m having fun."

    Monitor alone, 6 million yen. Other purchases, including acoustic equipment, total, I wonder if it should not be 4 digits.

    But about that, from Yut''s income, something about a sparrow''s tears. It''s more thought-provoking when buying magic equipment (magic items).

    Still, from time to time, from a yuut that revived the student''s sense of money, there was no denying the feeling that it was too much.

    Represent the voice of your organization, even though your real name is not a bitter word to Yut like that.

    "I don''t think you mind. The branch manager was delighted."

    "Are you happy with your money, Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend)"

    "I''ll say that, Sempai, basically you only save money"

    "It''s, well..."

    I could have been an advisor with a hefty reward, but I only use it to pay for daily necessities and groceries that aren''t available in the Brewers.

    If that happens, it can also be a matter of identity being questioned as the paying side.

    "Your husband (master) is right. Use it to restore the Japanese economy."

    "I don''t have that power."

    "So you think it will contribute more to the birth rate increase?

    "Real name..."

    "Don''t say anything..."

    "Oh, at least silent mode -"

    His real name was silent, and he turned off Makina.

    "Well, if everyone''s happy, do you mind"

    It''s entertainment, if you enjoy it.

    It''s the wild end of the line, like worrying about the price.

    However, the fact that Vainamarinen, who came fluttering, said a word, "Hmm..." was only a cause for concern.

    That''s why Yut can''t do anything.

    "Oh, we''re all here."

    "All right, go home"

    "I''ve brought you some great games to prepare you for your next Dasktum game against God."

    "Oh? That''s..."

    Larsia appeared abruptly in the game room.

    Acorns do not surprise me either, as they appear abruptly wherever they may be.

    What bothered me was the game software Larsia brought.

    "Looks like Acorn noticed, doesn''t he? Great! I''ve got a crying gauge for you."

    "It''s all a good game, but it''s out of spirit, isn''t it?

    Of course, I''m thinking about it.

    I didn''t come here to preach the recommended game, clinging to a match with Dasktum God.

    Larsia strained her chest.

    "Play in front of me, Dasktum. How about losing if God touches you?

    "If you win that, it''s awkward the other way around..."

    I don''t know what it is, but I don''t like evil gods touching me in games too much.

    "I see, I see. If you''re mysterious, you think you lose if you don''t notice the trick? If you''re a simple adorable guy, you can lose if you adore a character."

    "... can we?

    The latter, isn''t the beloved wife of evil silent?

    The concern was not conveyed, but the acorn deflects his gaze.

    "I think our father said that. Yeah, that''s not my point, is it?

    "Oh, yeah."

    Not to mention the loyalties made scapegoat by their beloved only daughter, well, they all seem to be all age versions, so I guess there''s no problem. Legally.

    "By the way. Yut, why did you try to keep Lepre alive?

    Larsia suddenly unleashes a bomb at no different pace.

    Acorn and true name are a little, but Yut answers without changing a single complexion.

    "You didn''t have to die, did you?

    "There''s that, and I''m sure it''s because Val burned the sense of justice, as usual."

    Larsia erases her usual smile and asks after a beat.

    "I didn''t hear Yut''s own prospects."

    "Prospect..."

    I felt the gaze not only from Larsia, but also from Acorn and his true name.

    "You do, don''t you? ''It''s not a big deal to have such a prospect...'' or anything, is it?

    Looking so hard to do, Yut opens his mouth watching Jonah play against Lepre.

    "Well, after I die, I''d be grateful if you and Kate and their kids could assist me. Like Dal-Lukash."

    "Feeling like Hojo Phantom House?

    "Somebody''s gonna buy it, that kind of knowledge"

    "Game Tutorials"

    "The information that Larsia won''t skip the tutorial is the biggest surprise"

    Hokjo Phantom Hall.

    The elders of the clan, who made him the youngest son of Hokjo Happy Cloud (Ise Sunrise) and served all the five generations of Hokjo later.

    It''s an analogy only a person who understands - in fact, Acorn is nodding and his real name is leaning his neck - a person close to Yut''s hope.

    "Well, it''s a casual expectation. It depends on who you are."

    I''m just certain that''s all I can say at the moment.

    Where it became indescribable air to Yut, who assumes until after his own death.

    As if to dispel it, Acorn said, "Ah," he raised his voice.

    "Speaking of which, Yut"

    "What, Zhuyin"

    "I wanted to ask you, my game, don''t you know?

    "Which is it?"

    "Cinderella at the Round Table."

    "Oh......"

    Maiden gay inspired by King Arthur legend.

    In its title, Yut was not deaf, but seemingly.

    "It was in the console, so it''s a football game package."

    "I saw it, but I didn''t, did I?

    "I don''t know what''s ahead."

    "Oh, so you can''t just put it in the main body... I can''t, but I''m going to follow you..."

    Should I buy it back or not? Acorn shows the patrol.

    It''s not a financial issue.

    "When I buy something like this, it comes out..."

    "For once, I can''t even look for it with a spell..."

    For some reason, I have a bad feeling, and Yut hesitates.

    "No, no, no."

    But if my beloved wife asks me, I will not deny it.

    The next day, I quickly explored Yut with a spell, but with unexpected results, I was on my way.

    "It''s not in this world..."

    "What do you mean? No, I don''t think so, in a way."

    Somehow, it''s in the hands of my wicked beloved wife Beatrice, and I get inquiries about any games that come out with characters similar to Dasktum God.

    That would be a little further.

 570 Outside Part 10 Short Inserts That May Have Been In A World Of Waking Possibilities

    This is a short narrative (episode) that may have happened in a world of possibilities.

    "Yut. What does this'' I want to be happy ''mean?

    "By the way, do you eat at it..."

    The Empire Castle Ebony Circle is proud of the Verga Empire.

    As its name suggests, the Empress''s private room was also dominated by black.

    Beautifully polished walls are as glossy and beautiful as lacquer.

    I''ve finally gotten used to the black silk carpet lately. Like the first time we met, I''m sorry to step on it and I can''t even put my foot on it.

    The sandalwood table, with the empress and the otherworlds facing each other, is also chic and stylish.

    Moreover, the two shadows created by the light, naturally, are also black.

    Yut closes his eyes in front of the evil demigod, who smiles sluttily with the paperwork he makes himself.

    But that''s counterproductive.

    Mistress - Verga''s burning redhead lingers behind her eyelids.

    He was a yuut who was accepting the Empress''s beauty as a everyday thing, but never used to its vivid contrast.

    Every time, they take my eyes off me.

    But now was not the time.

    "Something else, you see, Halloween... Even Christmas is essentially similar."

    "Hmm...... How inconvenient it seems for Yut to avoid mentioning it directly."

    "Besides, they say it''s being read."

    When this happens, there is no chance of winning at all.

    Yut opened his eyes and seemed delighted. And stared at Verga smiling lewdly from the front.

    "Eh. Your paperwork is a list of events that I think I could do over here because of my hometown habits..."

    "So, what kind of event is'' I want to be happy ''?

    Yut''s prospects, which he tried to bring into the general discussion, were lightly smashed.

    Together, we almost broke our hearts, but this time, we manage to endure.

    Suddenly, he transferred for several months in front of Obelisk, which is underground in the Ebony Circle. It''s a tumultuous day, and that period can be termed the days I''ve spent with Verga.

    It''s only been a few months, but this has happened many times.

    Besides, the truth is, I even liked these interactions with Verga. Although the discomfort of a little thorn stabbing at my fingertips will not go away for long.

    "Valentine''s day is when the bishop, who pitied the soldiers whose marriage was forbidden, is executed by the state -"

    "I don''t know the details, but I know it''s not necessary there."

    "It''s a day for women to give chocolate and other gifts to the man they like and confess their love!

    That''s what I wanted to hear, and the red-haired empress smiles at Kaishin.

    You''re supposed to be cute, but you can''t help but smile slutty everywhere.

    "So with what mind-count does the concubine intend to introduce a loyal and competent Home Secretary?

    "You know, the habit of making gifts, you know, even if it''s in the empire."

    The Verga Empire, named the Evil Empire and deserving of it as a reality.

    It is incompatible with the values of Yut, who was born and raised on Earth, but has lived in this country and is a form of governance, even to some extent admitted.

    Evil by birth exists.

    To control it, we also need the logic of evil.

    "Valentine''s Day in the first place was the first day I made a confession of love, and then, no longer, I lost my gender or anything."

    "Hmm. That''s..."

    As impressed, Verga sighs slutty.

    "Yut''s hometown is surprisingly disturbed."

    ''Cause that''s not what I meant.

    When Yut, who assumed habits such as friend chocolate, floats a tannic surface, Verga makes a lewd laugh just to get my will.

    Really fascinating and compelling.

    Alone with such an evil demigod. Just stay rational. Finally.

    Yut sighed lightly, wanting me to be concerned about this one too. Actually, Verga is the one I want you to be concerned about...

    Nevertheless, there is no need to rush anywhere.

    In this spiritual world, there is no such thing as the appearance of that abominable Hellenonian Virgin. Slowly and slowly, just taste it.

    Such insides hide in a slutty smile, Verga asks Yut.

    "In short, are you fostering friendship by cutting your own wealth and giving it to others?

    "When they say that, it''s pretty much that..."

    While he looks disgusting because he''s pretty close to the right answer, still, Yut goes on.

    "It''s hard to be hostile to someone with a heartfelt gift, isn''t it?

    It''s not some sort of clerical thing, like being neutral or old.

    A little more, if we had a bloody relationship, wouldn''t it be?

    With such pale expectations, he put it on the list.

    "I hope it leads to the habit of starting there and applying it from top to bottom or something"

    "There is a devotion from the bottom to the top. Sacrifice."

    "Yep..."

    It''s not that surprising when you ask me, but the gap with Valentine is hard.

    "I see how Yut feels."

    I didn''t consider the yuut with a subtle look, but when I was convinced, Verga nodded.

    That''s just it, dirty spirits (aura) fill the room.

    "But even if I introduced it, I think it''s going to be an event like giving away the slaves I expected at first."

    "... because a thousand miles of road starts from a single step"

    Reality is ruthless.

    Still, if I give up, I can''t move on.

    Verga knows what he''s doing.

    Yut had that certainty.

    "That''s right, Yut"

    "Got any good ideas?

    "Well, let''s start with the concubines."

    "... what?

    "In the world of Yut, would you say to begin with a

    "Say it, but come on!

    Sure, I remember talking about that.

    Yes, but something is different.

    "In the first place, you don''t have chocolate or anything, do you?

    "If not, you can make it"

    That''s exactly, God''s seat of sight.

    "Want to Create"

    Before Yut could say anything, Verga activated a secret trail (Sacramento), creating a thin bar-shaped chocolate snack on hand.

    "Why, I know...?

    It''s also familiar with Yut. A treat I have bought at a convenience store and shared with acorns.

    To nostalgia, my consciousness is unexpectedly distant.

    But that was a little fast timing.

    "You can peek into my memory and reproduce it from there...?

    "Well."

    Smile lewdly and refuse to answer any further.

    By physical means, chocolate snacks.

    "Uh...?

    Verga has chocolate on her red lips.

    Make sure you show it to me.

    Its meaning permeates every inch of his head, and Yut is distracted again.

    But to get on with it, Yut was putting too much into Verga.

    "First, why don''t you try it normally?

    "... oh, this is something different"

    I switched the chocolate confectionery to my hand and then said it in an exaggerated tone, and Verga looked down pitifully.

    "Is Yut going to be hostile to his concubine?

    "No, that''s not..."

    "I told you earlier? He says it''s hard to be hostile to someone who''s given each other heartfelt gifts."

    "Gu-ha."

    It was nothing but what I deserved.

    "This hospitality, what the hell..."

    Again, Verga turns the chocolate snack.

    Yut strays his gaze.

    Verga closes his eyelids.

    Silence.

    "Oh, already..."

    So much for Yut''s resistance.

    It didn''t take that long until the two shadows overlapped.

    This is a short narrative (episode) that may have happened in a world of possibilities.

    No one knows yet if that continuation exists.

 571 never, ever, cut a deal with a WIZARD

    "Master, Professor, you have about 20 minutes to reach your destination."

    Within the cockpit of the helicopter, an announcement of synthetic audio flowed. It wasn''t particularly loud, but I never had a hard time listening.

    "I''ve never been on a helicopter before."

    Pilot sheet split back and forth.

    I lift my eyes from the tablet terminal I was given before I left, and the easy-going white robe boy - Yut - takes a look out at the landscape.

    The landscape you can see from the previous seat is beautiful, but it hasn''t changed for decades.

    Blue sky, blue sea. It''s always been the ocean plains.

    Easy attitude even though you''re refraining from the task ahead.

    Narcotics (Mai Na) frowns in the back seat, but it''s not uncomfortable...

    I''m just overwhelmed with my attitude towards the boy that he''s my grandfather who suddenly shows up.

    Leaving behind Narcotics'' troubles, the helicopter continues to fly and Yut and Rigger AI''s Makina exchange conversations.

    "You can fly on your own."

    "That''s right. Val said he did heliborne the first time he came to Earth."

    From Yut came out the name of a woman other than her grandmother, and Narcotics. That shook her shoulders with tingling. This, too, is one of the entrustments.

    But I won''t say anything to stand out. If I reacted, I probably thought it was a loss.

    "If it''s a giant robot, I''ve piloted it before."

    "Should I say I''m in the wrong order or positively (madly) the protagonist of robotic animation? You''re getting lost."

    "Zhu Yin is going to say the same thing"

    Even then, Narcotics makes his temples tingle, but Yut doesn''t notice.

    I closed my eyes, thinking of the face of my childhood friend''s wife.

    Do you still look the same? It''s impossible if you think in common sense, but you can''t have certainty. Besides, there''s no way to be sure.

    Shaking off such emotion, Yut changes the story.

    "I was wondering how long it would take you to say a lonely island in the Pacific, but you''re surprisingly close."

    "Of course, it''s a gift of the manoeuvring skills of this maquina that unites man-machines."

    Is it highly sound insulating - thick armor - or is the helicopter rotor only slightly audible?

    Mars Wyvern, a military rotary-wing aircraft sent to the world by the American company Mars, just like Marauder II, which is popularly used by Narcotics Na.

    Exceeding prohibited speeds of 450 km/h and a continuous distance of 600 km. Armed with two 35mm chain guns, Alondite, and 32 air-to-ground missiles, Rengoku.

    The newly developed Orihalcon Carbon armor makes it more viable than conventional aircraft. Firearms control system with high performance radar and AI control.

    The military helicopter, which bears the name of Wing Dragon, has entered anywhere in the world, despite the high procurement costs, due to its unbeatable high performance.

    However, it would be rare for a crew member to do this until departure without even touching the joystick.

    "Whatever, with the service, you can also stream The Ride of the Valkyrie, right?

    Moreover, an AI that does this to such a small joke - which he believes he does - is even rarer. I can''t even say whether it''s precious or not.

    "It''s not a popular movie 100 years ago."

    The second-degree combat magician who kept his mouth shut the whole time, Azuna Qino.

    Yut - shortly after he was promoted from third to second grade due to the merit of freeing his body (brunch) for the Great Mage (Arch Mage), he was making tension from his whole body as well as his expression.

    "Really? Unfortunately... one more report."

    "Makina, what''s wrong?

    I wondered if it would be bad news, and Ashikana grabbed the pattern of the cyber Japanese knife "Krikara" all the time.

    But that was worrying.

    "No, your husband''s (master''s) and professor''s (professor''s) application to join Silver Wagon has been approved. Platinum contract."

    "... that platinum contract that costs more than 10 million yen?

    Silver Wagon providing medical services anytime, anywhere.

    The Platinum contract is its finest, and 10 million yen is just a one-year contract fee. In addition, fees are added depending on the medical services provided and the number of trips carried out.

    "There are many free services, but in some cases that platinum contract that says annual payments can be in billions of units?

    "Instead, we''ll rush to the middle of an intercompany war or the scene of a civil war."

    For this reason, Silver Wagon also has the aspect of a military organization with more equipment and proficiency than a poor army.

    In the 2070s, when the Paleozoic Monster, resurrected from the Cambrian era, was traveling, permit-based but the arming of private companies was also commonplace.

    "Well, it''s cheap if you think of it as a replacement for your life"

    "That''s right...... In the first place, I can''t pay that much."

    "No problem. I''ll pay for it."

    "No, it''s..."

    Whether you''re in there or not, there''s no way you can make me pay such a fortune with Pong.

    In common sense, if you think about it.

    "Don''t worry, master. The professor is one of the world''s leading bourgeoisies."

    "... Yes?

    Hearing words that were too surprising, Narcotics That almost took off ''Criccarat''.

    To the surprise conveyed from behind, Yut laughs unexpectedly.

    I felt the sign, Narcotics. I glanced out the window.

    Yut tries to explain, as if to follow Narcotics Na like that.

    "I think you know I''m an advisor to the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend)..."

    "I met the Rim Pacific manager the other day, yeah. It was a valuable experience, really."

    "Anyway. Counsellor''s pay is actually quite high."

    "That''s it, who is the world''s leading bourgeoisie..."

    "When the original Makina continued to operate that reward for decades, to the result of owning a few percent of Mega Corp. ''s stock worldwide. Strange, isn''t it?

    "It''s no wonder or anything!

    Insanity extreme situation. Besides, there was a familiar AI involved, albeit not the same individual.

    Narcotics brought it to the seat, shaking his head as it was impossible.

    If this wasn''t the Wyvern - the helicopter cockpit, it would have stood up and ravaged the other way around.

    "It''s not a waste or anything. I understand that very well. Yeah, I got it. Not that I wanted to know."

    "Yes, yes. And the expenses. There''s no priest at this party."

    "P, is that Priest?

    Narcotics that accidentally blew up on ideas like RPG from the previous era.

    Strange convincing comes first than sorry.

    After all, my grandfather, who only looks as old as this himself, is from the past. And in the inhabitants of different worlds.

    I have a different sense of common sense.

    I didn''t admit that he was my grandfather, but I had to admit this point. Anyway, we exchange words more than reciprocity with the Far East manager.

    In the magic spot, Robe''s boy. And an encounter with the Empress.

    It was Narcotics caught in a shocking flurry of facts, but that wasn''t the end of it.

    Naruto and Robe''s boy, Yut, were summoned to the Japanese branch of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). From that top, straight away.

    The Japanese branch is connected to the Pacific Rim headquarters in equals.

    That top also meant that he dominated half of the Sage Church Conference (Danishmend), which became the savior of the world by fighting the Paleozoic Monsters.

    It can be said that it was thanks to the work of one man that the Japanese branch reached that point of influence.

    Kaori Keigo.

    A legendary figure who has been at the head of the Japanese branch since the 2010 ''s. Its greatest feat is not that it moved out right after the emergence of the Paleozoic Monster and succeeded in some containment after the failure of the nuclear attack......

    Above all, the successful bridge between the Dimensional Magician (Plainwalker) Heavenly Grass Brave Man and the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend) is told.

    "Long time no see, Heavenly Grass Master"

    "I mean, I barely have a face right now."

    "Haven''t you been here long enough?"

    Those two are in front of me, shaking hands and having a chat.

    Moreover, bills remained inadvertently on the cheeks of the Dimensional Mage (Plainwalker) Heavenly Grass Brave.

    The bill that Narcotics put on it.

    It''s too unrealistic to get the first Far East manager''s office scene in my head. In the first place, am I standing now? Or are you sitting there?

    "You''re young, or you''re as you used to be"

    "It''s the one called Yido. Except for the brain, it''s a whole body machine."

    "Then the science spell is no longer..."

    "Yeah. I really just want to get out of organizing, not just that way."

    In Narcotics, the sight in front of me didn''t seem like a real thing. Besides, one says he''s his own grandfather.

    He''s my grandfather, who I overwhelmingly flattened when I heard he had a relationship with other than my grandmother.

    "Oh. But it''s a good thing you don''t get hurt or sick"

    "Then it seems okay to be betrayed by the secretary again"

    "Ha. I miss it."

    His grandfather has a subtle crush on the Far East manager.

    Responsible narcotics, that''s the first time I''ve thought about it.

    I want to get out of here.

    "Mr. Qino."

    "Hi-ha, yes!

    Further stretching his spine, which was originally straight, waved a long hair stretching in imitation of his grandmother.

    I was completely in a bystander mood, so alarmed that there was no excuse.

    "Demotion prevents me from getting out of the scene, so I managed to get a pay cut -"

    "Instead of being demoted, I''m promoted on this merit."

    "Huh? Huh? Um, thank you..."

    With relief, he was about to collapse from under his feet.

    So why were they called names?

    The question replaces, shortly thereafter, another question.

    "More than that, Grandmother...... how is Makoto?

    "Oh, yes...... But the fragrance manager told you about my grandmother?

    My grandmother, Makoto Qino, was a first-degree magician at the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    But he just tells me memorabilia in fragments, and I didn''t think he was that important.

    In fact, my grandmother''s name has never been on the table since Naruto entered the Hyun-jeol Conference (Danishmend).

    "Sure, that matter is a secret matter, but I didn''t know you hadn''t even told your grandson..."

    "I don''t know, but the inconvenience seems to be the real name."

    Someone else knows my grandmother who I don''t know.

    Undaunted, jealousy sprouts, gripping his fist all over him.

    "Well, I''d like you to hear about it from him."

    "Me too, I just want to meet my real name..."

    "I''m sorry, Heavenly Grass Master. We''d like you to wait for this adjustment."

    To be clear, there is no right to hold Yut back from his actions at the Hyun-Cheol Conference (Danishmend). There won''t be any strength.

    So be it nature and a favor.

    "Well, it''s not just me, it''s even Verga..."

    Nevertheless, Yut also understands the circumstances. I didn''t even mean to get you in trouble.

    However, if I do, I won''t be able to talk to Narcotics in detail either. Because I don''t know what my real name is, and I don''t know what my intentions were to keep my mouth shut about me.

    "I will do something about it in the near future, but I want you to ask me to do one thing so that I can be a negotiating material then"

    "What''s in it?

    "Dragon exorcised."

    With a refreshing but pushy look, the fragrance told.

    Thus, Yut and Narcotics traveled to the Pacific island the following day.

    An unnamed island owned by the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    As Machina heralded, who became Riger AI, 20 minutes later Mars Wyvern stepped down to the island''s only heliport.

    Except the weeds grew, the cracks, the desolate heliports.

    "You''ve landed safely"

    "Why, such a pity..."

    Narcotics exiting the helicopter checks the perimeter with cyber-eyes while adjusting the angle of the cyber-Japanese knife Criccarat suspended at the waist.

    There is no response to infrared sensors or enhanced vision. You can say it''s safe for one second.

    "Because this would be where a helicopter crashes, under attack from an unknown organism!?"

    "Stop it, Makina"

    "Even if I get attacked when I''m flying, I can fly."

    A cosplay-like yuut called a physical spell document on a white robe continued to descend from the helicopter.

    It was slower than Narcotics because he was wearing a small headset and goggles.

    Machina remaining on the helicopter is supposed to link up with this goggle or the cyber-eye in Narcotics and give instructions in the headset.

    "Let yourself know the threat of an unknown being. Born into an instrument, isn''t that a situation you want to try once!

    "AI of the future evolved in that direction..."

    "Makina, so I''m saying this stupid thing. Don''t come with me."

    "You can light it up..."

    altitude, but it seemed difficult to comment any more on AI wasting that altitude.

    Narcotics That ties long dark hair into ponytails and adds mood.

    The fact that Yut is my grandfather is a legendary Dimensional Mage (Plainwalker) is yet to be realized. I still can''t grasp the sense of distance. In the first place, I don''t even know what to call it.

    But the mission is the mission. To see, only Narcotics can protect Yut, who is not fit for rough things.

    "Come on, I''ll go. Follow me."

    "Oh. I''ll take care of it."

    Narcotics, be dignified and discreet.

    Yut is surprised. Two people checking their gear are going into the woods.

    The aim is a laboratory built on an isolated island in the sea, in the woods. At the end of the day.

    "As I was asking, the example dragon is stuck in the nest hole."

    "I guess that''s where you decide you can draw your strength."

    "It was more troublesome to be flown when we fought over there... well, there are fighters and all that stuff when it''s Earth"

    The Paleozoic Monsters are extremely resistant to physical attacks. We need magical powers to defeat them who have even withstood the nuclear flames.

    But one researcher thought.

    Really, is that the only way to counter it?

    And it began with the artificial monster creation plan Project Echidna. It was Columbus'' egg idea that the monster''s opponent should just be made a monster......

    "But I just gave birth to a dragon, and I wish I''d stopped it."

    "You''re exactly right. Post-wise, though."

    "It''s not even a joke that they took over the lab after embedding the cyberware."

    There are no problems on the road from the heliport to the laboratory, as it originally functions as a laboratory and several repossession units have also been dispatched. In the meantime, we have confirmed that there is no threat.

    That''s why the Cyber Dragon threat never gets lighter.

    "Can the main unit be enhanced with cyberware and, moreover, computerized to freely manipulate the facilities of the laboratory"

    "No. Because this is the result of being on track. Embarrassing, Professor (Professor)"

    "Zhuyin sounds like a joyous story, or the world. That''s the only salvation."

    Makina, who has interrupted the conversation as a matter of course, and Yuut, who enjoys the chat at a familiar pace. It''s like old friends to each other.

    That''s fine, but I''m not too nervous. Though how much narcotics that precedes and alert, totally amateur moves.

    (I need to be firm...)

    Its intentions are splendid, but the truth is, Narcotics didn''t really grasp Yut''s strength.

    This is also responsible for Yuut, who, at the same time as his appearance, literally killed him instantly in the Differential Blast from Time Suspension (ChronosEyes).

    So right after this, I could say that even if my heart was about to break when I was shown sideliness, I wasn''t responsible for Narcotics.

    "The door is sturdy electronically locked"

    "What about walls and ceilings?

    "C-4¡­ not to the extent of plastic explosives."

    "That''s right, secret laboratory"

    Hmm and impressed, Yut looks around the institute.

    Concrete building that looks sturdy and buried halfway to the ground. Doesn''t look the size of a dragon going in, but I hear that''s because the underground part is the main body.

    Cyber Dragons, who took over the lab, manipulated and reinforced the drones.

    Since there is no sign of going outside, it is also understandable that after the failure of the quaternary recapture operation, the static observation was decided.

    "So this makina cracks via web matrix -"

    "No, there''s something I''d like to try"

    Instead of a spell document, one roll (scroll) was removed from the roll holder (scroll case).

    "With a magical defense..."

    "Vitreous"

    Yut attaches his hand to the wall of the laboratory and activates the theoretical spell of the third staircase.

    A theoretical spell that turns objects into glass.

    The spell from the scroll had only minimal effect, but it was also sufficient.

    When the blue and white magic light disappeared, some of the walls were turning into polished glass. It''s just big enough to get one person through.

    As a result of some attack, it wasn''t changed. So no magical defense makes sense either.

    There was no chemical reaction. So it doesn''t matter how strong the material is.

    However, the effect of turning objects into glass existed, and the result was exactly that.

    That''s just it.

    "That was light."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut gave the spot to Narcotics and smashed the wall with a ''Criccarat'' pattern upon his request.

    It broke.

    Narcotics stares at Yut silently. The expression had so many different emotions swirling in it that it could not be said in a word.

    If that is a non-magical object, then neither material nor hardness matters. The more science develops, the more unreasonable it is called magic.

    But Jonah''s got one shot at Disintegrator. If you''re Exile or Valtrude, you don''t need a spell or anything in the first place.

    Well, I can''t put on the cost of dealing with it outside of humanity''s standards or anything, so to say which is worse, the Yuts are worse.

    Besides, regarding this spell, it''s simply that it was unknown on Earth. As a yut, I didn''t feel particularly proud.

    "Yeah, yeah. This is what makes the professor irrational."

    "Well, we have to make contact, and things have been good now"

    "Be humble again. Cyber dragons are getting pathetic early on. Ha ha."

    "No, because I just wanted to keep Makina warm until I confronted you"

    "... let''s go"

    Naruto, who was disciplined to observe what was going on in the lab, urged Yut to act with a strong voice and expression.

    "Oh, okay"

    Discontinuing his conversation with Makina, Yut stepped inside the lab following Narcotics.

    Inside, it looked a little like a hospital. White, understated, somewhere dark.

    "I see. Pretty creepy."

    "The inner trap is also vicious."

    Needless to say, the door was also very difficult to disarm, and now it''s time for Narcotics to issue a warning.

    It also seems like the perspective is on the side of being attacked, but that''s not possible. I guess it''s my fault.

    "Taser guns linked to infrared sensors, droids for security and inescapable laser traps. All retrieval units sent so far are retreating before they meet their targets"

    "It won''t be a problem. A professor will ravage you from the front."

    "Makina, don''t throw the job"

    "Whether you can ravage it or not, there''s something I''d like to try"

    The gaze of Narcotics changed as if even the poor could see it.

    Yut laughs bitterly as he fixes the goggles position.

    Positive attack will not allow you to attack, but exploring a dungeon without Alusia or Larsia is risky.

    "... and before we do, let''s put this on"

    Now break the page from your own spell document and give the Spirit Circle Protection Elemental Circle strong protection against Heat and Cold Resistance (Coginess), Flames, Cold Air, Thunder Strikes, Sound Waves and Strong Acids. Then, it grants the "Flight" spell with a snack feel.

    "Huh? Huh? Yes? That?

    Already at this point, Narcotics over capacity.

    No, it wouldn''t have to be Narcotics. It''s a theoretical spell up to the third staircase at best, but there are no magicians (wizards) that can be used so one after the other and at all. That''s just no idea.

    Burned out as a magician (wizard) (Burnout) For Narcotics, the ability to exercise as much as you would like.

    The handiwork of every single activation is too brilliant, and I fall in love with it unexpectedly.

    "You really are a dimensional magician (plain walker)..."

    "That''s what they call it... but if it doesn''t work out, I might disappoint you"

    Yut himself seemed anxious,

    Ripped nine pages from the spell document, split three at a time and unfolded into the laboratory entrance hall. In about 10 seconds, that page is broken, entangled, and emits a great deal of light.

    "Summoning: The Great Spirit" Sammon Elder Elemental ""

    "So, Ninth Staircase!?"

    Until the Paleozoic Monster appeared, the Third Staircase was exquisite; in the 2070s, a Sixth Staircase spell was finally developed.

    Ahead, just the unknown realm. I don''t even know if humanity can step in.

    Indeed, even a yuut called a dimensional magician (plain walker) would be a challenge to be prepared to fail.

    But what Yut was worried about was a whole other part.

    "Oh, have you come to Earth, spirits"

    When the light subsides, fire, water and soil.

    Elemental composed of the energy of the source itself. I used to call him in the form of a giant, but he appeared like a four-legged lizard.

    The total height is about ceiling rinse, but the total length is as high as 10 meters.

    "Clean up where the bottom dragon is."

    The Elementals can''t talk, but they can understand.

    In response to the summoner''s request, he began to act simultaneously.

    "Ha ha. Exactly, Professor."

    "Oh my... things..."

    That was, modestly, a ravage.

    Taser guns linked to infrared sensors only slightly scraped the surface of the Great Spirit of the earth.

    The security droid was burned down by the Great Spirit of Fire.

    The inescapable laser trap could not slash and tear the Great Spirit of the water, and was made short.

    Things are happening. At this rate.

    The trap is useless in any way. The aftermath of the brawl of the Elementals is also prevented by a spell pre-granted by Yut.

    On the one hand, the institute has become beautiful (...).

    "Well, this looks like I could escort you, too."

    "Me too, I wish I could be like Makina. From the bottom of my heart."

    "No. Makina''s enough by herself."

    Yut ran out with a straight face.

    Put yourself up on the shelf.

    The dragon awoke from a slight sleep a few years later.

    An uncomfortable awakening brought about by the invasion of an external enemy.

    But the dragon was rather impressed. The information is fragmented because the camera has been destroyed, but apparently it''s a different opponent than any previous enemy.

    Interesting.

    It''s not a bad idea to see how far you can go with your own hands.

    It was full of confidence, but that''s not without foundation either.

    The droids that serve as limbs - the human-shaped drones - are all collected at the bottom.

    In addition, the droids recovered the weapons left behind by the crusading forces and had increased the number of gun seats in various locations.

    All of them were under the control of the Cyber Dragon due to a linker embedded in the brain.

    The moment you enter the lowest layer that has been rinsed, the equipment that is freely manipulated by thought triggers will surround you at countless gunpoints and make you a hive.

    The pressure to harness the perceptual and mental power beyond the dragon''s machinery is overwhelming.

    Even if you slip through it, what awaits is the strong flesh of the commanding dragon himself.

    Even powerful, it is reinforced with skeletal reinforcement (titanium frame) and skin armor (dermal plate) in the Combat Reflex, a reinforcing reflex embedded with care not to damage the existence itself.

    Completely undeleted.

    An invincible combination.

    Therefore, Cyber Dragon had no idea of his own defeat.

    Naturally, too. No way, who would imagine being buried alive by snow at first hand, etc.

    Avalanche

    Snow Ridge Mountains that it exists in the source world of water. The Eighth Staircase''s theoretical spell that summons massive amounts of ice and snow from his land into an avalanche.

    The Grand Mage (Arch Mage) spell used the moment Cyber Dragon opened the lowest level of doors awaited filled the basement space in a bowl.

    "Come on, Narcotics. I''ll take care of the rest."

    "... I''m going!

    There''s more to unscrupulous gestures, but since the elementary has already been repatriated, only Narcotics can have physical aggression.

    Jumping off the catwalk, he struggled to control Flight while targeting the surviving Cyber Dragon.

    With the shock of being buried alive, Cyber Dragon can''t move.

    Meanwhile, Narcotics has been granted a further variety of spells.

    Resistance Amplification (Superior Resist), which increases resistance to various disorders including spells, dragon brace attacks, and fierce poisoning.

    I doubt it''s even necessary in this situation, but I''m glad it seems to be taken care of. The same is true of Magic Protect, which grants magic protection to clothing.

    Meanwhile, Magic Weapon (Magic Weapon), which increases the ease of handling and cleavage of weapons, is practical. The "Radiant Edge", a glowing blade that eliminates armor, is also awarded, and the Japanese sword, which should be called Kiko, created with modern technology and materials, spreads demonic beauty.

    "Flaming Sword" Blazing Weapon ""

    Finally, he imparted a flame to ''Criccarat'' from the hand of Narcotics.

    At the same time, land on the tip of Cyber Dragon''s nose. The spirit of Narcotics was a mess, but I don''t lose sight of what needs to be done.

    Three-Round Burst, a triple slash in one breath, realized by Combat Reflex, a reinforcing reflex nerve embedded in her flesh.

    The blade of the sword wrapped in flames slashed and tore the scales between the brows when the steel of the dragon broke, crushing the prosthetic bone with science and technology, and the last blow pierced the brain.

    "- Huh!!"

    A unilaterally ravaged cyber dragon stands on a pole trying to get out of an avalanche at the end, but can''t fulfill it.

    The only thing I could do was play the narcotics one.

    Cyber Dragon loses his power and falls down.

    Buttcakes on an avalanche, narcotics. That makes me grumpy.

    I don''t care about the cold, or anything.

    I knocked him out.

    I could take him down.

    I knocked him down.

    All I have is thoughts similar to that regret.

    Next to it, Yut stepped down.

    "Congratulations, Narcotics. A fine dragon slayer."

    "No, no. I just attacked..."

    I can''t even say humble, objective facts.

    But Yut waves to deny Narcotics that word.

    "That''s what matters. And it''s also the form Kaori is aiming for"

    "The manager..."

    "Oh, it seems like there''s a trend that higher staircase spells are better."

    "That, naturally?

    Exercising a higher staircase spell can defeat more and more powerful Paleozoic Monsters. Isn''t that a natural story?

    "A spell is only a limited resource. The last thing you say is physical power."

    Unlike the spell, it doesn''t really diminish, and Yut laughs.

    "In other words, you say the Mage Instructor should turn to those who support the Battle Mage instead of being on the front lines?

    "At least that''s what Kaori wanted from the material."

    Fighting now is too extreme an example, but it will be one of its backlashes.

    "The rest depends on Kaori''s arm"

    That said, Yut turns his gaze to the cyber dragon buried in the avalanche.

    The bug breath - a dragon, though - but the cyber dragon was alive.

    "Stop..."

    "No."

    Narcotics'' determination was blocked by a normal voice by the time Yut was out of place.

    "By the way, you can capture dragons, right?

    "... I wasn''t told either"

    In the first place, the option of capture was not in the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). I guess I didn''t think the fragrance was this far either.

    "Then let''s get you to work fast"

    "From the mainland, I don''t know if I can get an immediate unit in time..."

    "No, I signed a contract because I gave high money. Make a request to Silver Wagon."

    "... Yes?

    Machina really called Silver Wagon, and, really, in about half an hour of things, the medical team came.

    That alone was surprising, but the medical team was accompanied by even more unexpected figures.

    However, the details of this will also be a future story.

 572 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming First Story

    "Brave man."

    ¡­¡­

    "Brave man!"

    ¡­¡­

    "Wake up, brave man!

    With his body shaken abusively, the Heavenly Grass Brave woke up his body to peel.

    However, it is not immediately restarted. He looks around strangely as he yawns.

    The gaze immediately stopped with a gorgeous girl stretching her chestnut hair to the edge of her shoulder.

    Were you in a hurry? He has a sweat on his forehead and a chopped look.

    "Zhuyin...? Is that it? Why uniform?

    "Good. Looks like a brave man."

    "That''s an assessment I don''t hear much about...... and I''m a uniform too?

    Before that, it was a high school classroom, not Falve''s office. Instead of place, the world is different.

    Sounds familiar. But an impossible sight.

    Front and rear memories are also vague, with the brain rejecting reality.

    "Brave man, come here"

    Acorn grabbed me by the wrist and I got up before I knew what it was. Experience knows it''s pointless to resist.

    "Huh! This guy is hot!

    Dropped off by a familiar beating wanting voice, Yut and Akane left the classroom. Keep your hands grabbed and go to an unpopular place.

    When I think calmly, I feel like I''m doing something hell.

    But not quite.

    Running down the hallway without, Yut was finally beginning to understand the situation.

    "... an attack from whom?

    "It''s not a dream, it''s the one that gets there."

    I don''t see my face, but signs of bitter laughter come through.

    While sharing only a minimum understanding, the two of them go up the stairs and in front of the door to the roof. We arrived at a hidden, unpopular place.

    "The key on the roof... you''re not open"

    "It''s real or something around there"

    I gave up going out on the roof, and the two of them crouched in.

    I gazed and laughed at the same time as the face of my partner, who had a serious look on his face, caught my eye. So, they relaxed the tension.

    "In the meantime, let''s sort things out"

    Yut said, whispering his voice as he twirled his index finger.

    "With some interference, me and Zhuyin were flown into the spiritual world. Or, supposedly, what we are dreaming of in common"

    "You didn''t just get flown to Earth, did you?

    "Honestly, considering the relationship between Earth and the Brewers, it''s much more difficult that way"

    And the suspect can only think about Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash.

    So off the candidate, Yut affirms.

    "And there''s something like Larsia."

    "There you are..."

    That way of standing up. Definitely, it''s Larsia.

    In this incredible situation, I have company.

    Comfortable.

    It should be, but why do I only feel anxious?

    It was a distracted yut and acorn, but now, there are more important issues.

    "More importantly, I know the same situation as this"

    "That''s... oh, that crazy empress''s!

    Redhead Empress Verga.

    The evil demigod''s rape plot had forced Yut to redo his transfer to the Brewers and his encounter with Verga.

    "Sure, you look just like me. To that yuut brainwashing open world."

    "Stop calling me Open World."

    Just pretty close to the fact. Along the way, I can''t wait to see myself working desperately hard.

    "I mean, even this time?

    "It''s possible, but then we won''t take Zhuyin in with us"

    It''s possible the acorn was involved in some kind of accident, but the thought of whether Verga would do that is stronger.

    In a way, can I also say that I trust you?

    "The only other thing I can think of is some god or Jii from Vainamarinen or something else..."

    I don''t want to think it''s malicious because it pierces the defense of the Gods'' talisman that Acorn has.

    But we don''t have enough information at the moment.

    For one thing, we should gather information while doing school life. It seems far-fetched, but not always awkward.

    Anyway, I still don''t know if I can use magic.

    "In the first place, I''m like this (...), so you''re dreaming or something."

    "Like this?"

    "That''s right. You''re not, are you?

    Yut naturally takes a look at the meaningful laughing acorn.

    The ribbon on his chest was loose and his blouse button was unbuttoned.

    I would have felt nasty if someone else had done the same thing, but the acorn in the uniform is strange and fascinating.

    There will be some weaknesses I fell in love with, but probably because it fits with her flashy appearance.

    I haven''t seen it in a while, but I mean, as usual.

    "Cute as always, though."

    "Yeah, yeah... that''s not true. No, but it''s not there!

    "Oh...... Right."

    I hadn''t noticed because I was in uniform for a long time.

    "My stomach..."

    "It is."

    I refrained from giving birth and my stomach, which was getting bigger, was back to normal.

    Even the worst happened, and Yut narrows his eyes softly.

    "Well, don''t bother if it''s not a dream"

    "Yes. I don''t look scared"

    Wrapping Yut''s face with both hands, Acorn grinned.

    It seemed like I knew this was going to happen.

    "It''s okay."

    "I have no basis."

    "I''m your mother."

    Yut surrendered with his hands up. With that assertion, there''s nothing a man can do about it.

    "Damn, you''re no match for Zhuyin"

    "Oh, I wonder if there''s someone brave enough to win."

    "Well..."

    Yut thinks of many faces......

    Lightly, I missed the point.

    "But how old are we now...?

    "Brave Man"

    "When I spent two years over there, Zhuyin came, and then -"

    "- Brave man"

    The words uttered are the same.

    Yet he had a cold, sharp voice.

    "Now''s not the time, is it?

    "Oh, yes."

    Even in a situation I don''t understand, for now, the relationship between the two seemed unchanged.

    "Hey, you made it home early."

    "I knew it, let''s be nice"

    "Because of this, I wish Acorn and I had taken it slower. Our lunch break has just begun."

    "Larsia''s reproducibility is high..."

    "By the way, slow down, what are you going to do?

    "Actually, there''s a killer in here, so you''d better not be here and pull into your room or something, huh?

    "Novel Death Flag!?"

    Larsia greeted Yut and Akane back in the classroom.

    Undisputed, it was Larsia.

    He''s low in height like a child, has a naive smile like a child, and is bad in nature like a child.

    The Larsia wears a high school uniform and treats Yut as her best friend.

    "You two are the same...... We haven''t talked to each other at all when we''ve only heard the conversation..."

    "Why do stray bullets fly up to me there?"

    I wasn''t convinced of Acorn''s sentiments, but it seemed good to think he was being thrown into the world of dreams, keeping only relationships.

    However, since the other person is Larsia, it can''t even be a certainty.

    So Yut decided to take a step in.

    "Hey, Larsia."

    "What is it, Yut?

    "I was a great magician in the other world, and after I made the world, I ran the territory and stuff."

    "Oh well. Isn''t that okay?

    Suddenly they say absurd things - indisputable facts - but Larsia doesn''t move. Put your arms together, hmm, and show understanding.

    "But I didn''t know you were after a web cartoon debut, even Yut"

    "No, it''s not like that."

    "Well, you can actually use magic, and you have that. Using your stunts and experiences in your work can be a big advantage and differentiation."

    "Editor."

    In the meantime, the conditional reflex knocked me out, but magic, they can use it.

    That means that despite the Earth, magic seems to be a world setting that can be used normally.

    "Confirmation has increased again¡­"

    "I wonder what''s going on..."

    In the first place, it''s weird when Larsia and Exile are in the same class, but as a party, it''s just confusing.

    "Isn''t that if you''re taking classes?

    "I just want to do that, too, but when we get this far, don''t you feel like you have information in class, too?

    "It seems possible..."

    Thoughtful yuut and acorn.

    "Yut."

    There, he was called by name with a deep heavy bass.

    When I looked at you, there was an unimaginable sight, as expected.

    Exile packs the giant into his uniform and sits in an oversized chair.

    "Don''t make a scene, come here quickly"

    Face-to-face with a desk pinched, my wife - I don''t know if she is - Sualum. The two of them spread the heavy box and waited for this one.

    Of course, Sualum is wearing a uniform, and before it fits me, I only feel uncomfortable.

    More than anything.

    The two of them were too close to each other to break it and let it in.

    "No way, Rock Giant (Jarloot) ''s biggest rear charging problem"

    "What''s the problem... No, well, I know what you''re trying to say."

    "But in fact, Mr. Sualum is my sister-in-law and childhood friend... and that means he''s the protagonist of any gal. You serve Japanese sweets or something out of your hands?

    "You''re not letting it out, that''s right"

    "In Falve''s basement, cherry blossoms bloom all year long."

    Exile shrugs his shoulder when he sees Yut and Akane talking.

    "What are you talking about? We''re not like that."

    "Really, that''s the place!

    Acorn raised his voice that it was not a completely blunt protagonist move. Somewhere, I think I''m happy.

    But it soon turned to a true face.

    Next.

    And because someone had to turn up.

    "Are the Heavenly Grass Braves here?

    The moment I saw her. No, before that. As soon as I came into the classroom, the air changed.

    The noise of the lunch break disappears, passes through the divinity and even begins to drift in a sacred atmosphere. The classroom, in an instant, turned into a shrine-like sanctuary.

    Her presence, and beauty, had all that power.

    But she doesn''t give special consideration to beauty for her own existence. Nor does it show any particular interest in the ambient reactions.

    Just act to achieve your own purpose.

    "I need to talk to Heavenly Grass Brave. It''s an important story about the undermaze offense."

    "... Val?

    "Oh. It''s Valtrude Istas. You''re the Tengrass Brave."

    Apparently, we''re new here.

    In the face of the other demeanor Valtrude, nevertheless, we cannot miss the new word Undermaids - information.

    "I''m the student chairman. What can I do for Yut?

    But it was easily overwritten by the new information that came from Larsia.

    "Student chairman?

    Val, the student chairman? Are you okay with this?

    I put my situation on the shelf, but to Yut''s mind, I had nothing but worry.

 573 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode II

    "What''s up? Look at me anxiously."

    "No..."

    In contrast to the surprising Valtrude, Yut clouded his words.

    Exactly, I can''t say I can''t stop worrying about your ability to handle affairs in person for the first time. Val over here, can you read? and.

    Personally, I don''t care more than that.

    "I see. You''re concerned about what I''ve been asking you."

    "Is that one thing?"

    Valtrude nods exaggerated, spinning words from his lips that cause the beholder to sigh without being aware of how much attention he attracts in one of his works.

    "Heavenly Grass Brave, I''m here to scout you"

    "Scout?"

    It''s unexpected, but if you ask me, it''s sticking. I can''t think of anything else.

    Unexpectedly approaching convinced Yut, Acorn leans her lips in her ear.

    "Brave men really like Val, don''t they?"

    "Difficult question ranking, number one this week."

    "I know. I know everything."

    And when he smiled with a translator''s face, Akane softly left Yut.

    It''s entertaining.

    As I gazed at Akane, who maintains a neutral position, I''ve been getting my thumbs up all the time. With a good smile. Really, with a good smile.

    "When it comes to scouting, it''s not a scout. You''re a wizard."

    "Oh......"

    Valtrude spoke to me and I regained consciousness.

    "Sorcerer (Wizard) ¡­¡­. Or is that so?"

    Because it''s a dream world, they didn''t have an och called the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), not the Mage (Wizard).

    I''m just a little sorry, but on second thought, there''s no way anyone who doesn''t believe in God could be a Cathedral Knight (Paladin). Dreams are dreams because they don''t come true.

    "But am I the kind of person who goes out of his way to scout?

    "I know. I guess you''re trying to tell me that C-rank self can''t possibly party with me in the SSS ranks with only three people in school?

    It doesn''t seem like a conversation to preface, but the kindness that answers one question after another seems to be Valtrude.

    Valtrude pokes his student notebook in front of Yuut, who feels something warm in his heart.

    There, the name Valtrude Istas. The profession of Cathedral Knight (Paladin) (class). And, as declared, the rank SSS was noted.

    "SSS Rank............. Well, you''re breaking down as a ranking system, aren''t you?

    "Don''t be delighted there, Tsuko."

    I don''t know the acorn bump. Yut could only shake his head when he sifted.

    "And I know this too"

    In the meantime, Valtrude''s story continues.

    "Heavenly Grass Warrior, you are also a magician (wizard) of SSS rank, but you are also intentionally in C-rank."

    "Brave man...... Huh!

    "Is that where your eyes shine?"

    Hey, I don''t understand the preference of my beloved childhood friend wife.

    I just didn''t hate that either. Rather, I like it.

    "There must be something going on. Use that strength for the student council''s under-maise offense."

    "Val!"

    What jumped in there was Alcia taking her eyelids off.

    Besides...

    "Monsieur Arcia in uniform... so...?

    Honestly, Valtrude looks better if you say it doesn''t suit you. Instead, there are no clothes that don''t suit her. Because clothes serve Valtrude.

    Additionally, in the sense of uniform attire, no one goes out to the right of the acorn. If you look, you may be somewhere, but you won''t cover Yut''s rating.

    But Alcia in uniform, it was unbeatable worth it for both of us.

    The chest is perfect, a blouse with buttons fastened exactly to the top.

    On the ribbon on the chest, the smooth feet stretching out of the pleated skirt are attractive enough to even feel the crease.

    Above all, the fact that you wear that as a matter of course without embarrassment comes all the way.

    Approaching Yut saggily, Acorn leans his lips against his ear.

    "Isn''t that nice, Alcia in uniform..."

    "Fine..."

    When the pros did not share their thoughts with each other much, Akane moved away from Soo Soo Yut.

    Couples, I love Alcia too much.

    "I know, Sister Alcia. But here it is."

    "You know, Val. Does that mean you don''t understand?

    "Huh? Sister Alcia? Sisters......?

    That was information that could be considered a blue sky thunderbolt.

    Valtrude and Arcia are the sisters.

    I care a lot more than something dungeon-like Undermaze.

    "Brave Man"

    In one word, Acorn''s thoughts were conveyed. Even as a yut, there is no denying it.

    "Well, aside from not coming in, if you want to talk to me."

    "Right!

    Valtrude who breaks his face and wields its beauty indiscriminately. There were several general students who were intolerant, falling flat.

    I don''t realize that, I unmasterfully pack the distance and take Yut''s hand.

    I don''t, of course, do anything to wave away, even though this is what Valtrude is all about. Absolutely.

    "Heavenly Grass, is that okay?

    "It won''t fit unless I hear more about it once."

    It tickles me somewhere to be called by Arcia by her last name. But it was never offensive.

    "It''s sweet and sour..."

    Akane, who arms to crush her big chest, nods satisfactorily. He seemed like some kind of expert.

    Whatever.

    For one thing, this cleared things up - I couldn''t say.

    "That''s a story you can''t see."

    The next spark came soon.

    "I knew..."

    "There he is..."

    Yut and Akane held their heads together.

    Valtrude''s eyes get thinner and Alcia gets up on guard.

    The evil demigod leaps to the center of the classroom in beautiful, slutty footsteps, without making such outfield (...) reactions a one-stop deal.

    Exactly. Could a blouse or blazer-type uniform have been impossible?

    The red-haired empress was dressed in black sailor clothes reserved for her. I can''t hide the lewdness that smells despite the long skirts that cover it to the bottom of my feet.

    Opposite Valtrude.

    That''s so fascinating.

    "What can I do for you, Mr. Wind Discipline Commissioner? Not to mention, where I''m the student chairman, there''s a subject to be controlled, etc.?

    "Valtrude Istas. My son-in-law has decided to become a wind discipline commissioner, so let''s not lay around."

    "That''s your first ear. When did you decide?

    "I can''t believe I can''t feel the fate of my concubines. I think I''ve said something harsh. Sorry."

    "Verga."

    When this happens, it''s no longer an area where the rest of us can get our hands on it.

    Alcia in uniform looks up to heaven, and Acorn whispers again in Yut''s ear.

    "My son-in-law, you haven''t changed your calling. What the hell happened in this world?

    "I care. That''s it."

    "''Cause that crazy empress is the chairman of the wind discipline committee or whatever."

    Suddenly, I went back to the vegetables and said so.

    The chairman of the wind discipline committee, Verga, even Acorn, seems to be out of hand.

    That''s right. I have nothing but empathy in that regard.

    To refrain behind that verga is the blood-sucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing. There was also Ray-Cruz, who became the demons (Demon Road), and his partner, the Elf sword princess Suigil.

    I can''t even say that they are all evil... but Commissioner Kazaki seems to be a group of such attributes.

    "If that''s the case, I have to be on your side, too."

    "... what?

    I''ve always been silent - I laughed slightly and watched things change - and Larsia, suddenly, utterly, utterly remarked.

    "''Cause you''re Commissioner Kazaki."

    "Dout!"

    Yut screamed unexpectedly. I screamed.

    Even though I knew I was losing at the time I reacted, I couldn''t help but scream.

    "What are you talking about? Would there be more people like Commissioner Wind Discipline than me?

    "It''s not established as an antonym."

    "No, you can''t be there"

    "Forced to make it happen."

    But Yut rethinks.

    If we are to control evil, the most efficient would be evil.

    "I mean, these two aren''t the fiercest tags...?

    "I wonder if it''s going to collapse internally somehow"

    It would also be desirable to discuss it, if possible. Because if it double-knocks you out, the fisherman''s interest will go up to someone else.

    It was a yuut worried about world peace, but, in fact, it still had to go on.

    "Please Wait"

    The third intruder was also a beautiful girl, no less.

    Braided chestnut hair glitters in the light. It is a more precious treasure than gold of the same weight, and the long hair stretching up to the candle must be cared for with love and sincerity by many humans.

    The large almond-shaped eyes are going to be sucked in unexpectedly, and the nosebeams draw perfect lines, making neat beauty a reality as if the gods had shaped themselves.

    "I will see you first, Master Yut and Master Akane. My name is Seneca and I am the Director General of the Union of Ministry Activities"

    A refreshing voice that washes and purifies the hearts of those who listen.

    I can''t think of working against her with just one word, etc., and if there were an adversary, it would be an immediate transformation.

    Though he wore a jersey, not a uniform.

    "Why jerseys......"

    To refrain behind her is King Alsace, whom Valtrude should be serving. There was also the figure of Cress, who now became vice king of the Tydrack kingdom.

    All in jersey.

    "Isn''t it easy to understand?

    "You look great..."

    "Then again, the Union of Ministry Activities is also the Royal Union."

    Acorn was right to point out, but that wasn''t all.

    Exile, who was enjoying lunch with his sister-in-law Sualum, raises his name with a heavily bass tense voice.

    "If Larsia is going to be on the committee, I will have to give it to the Union of Clubs too"

    "Sure, Exile''s old man is a gymnast"

    Worthy of 100 innumerable large multiples than the Larsian wind discipline commissioner.

    All you have to do is hope it''s a normal competition, not a la-g from that only dangerous barbarian festival sport.

    "He''s a grand chief, and in a way can he be described as royal?

    "I see. You didn''t have that idea."

    To Yut and Akane, who spoke with him, he grinned and Seneca II broke into Valtrude and Verga.

    "Neither the Commission nor the Union of Departmental Activities are curtains to emerge. Heavenly Grass Brave is joining our Student Union."

    "Isn''t that a decided story yet? Even if it were decided, I''d just take it away."

    "Unfortunately, even as Seneca, we do not have the option of giving up Master Yut''s solicitation"

    Snooze, whilst still quiet.

    And Seneca II stands by without ever breaking.

    "I must therefore say the same thing here and¡­, Chairman Valtrude"

    Cathedral Knight (Paladin), Empress, Divine King.

    "Too much beauty in the classroom for a bad molar concentration."

    "I don''t feel like I''m using that right, but I know what I''m trying to say"

    Those three are scattering sparks around their departure.

    Modestly......

    (Hell...)

    Originally, it is not a bad thing to go under any asylum, even in the sense of knowing what is going on in this world. At least, we should work together.

    If it was just solicitation from Valtrude, that was the right thing to do.

    But now it''s a story of the past.

    I have no idea what you''re doing to make this a solicitation match, but if you choose one organization somewhere - not someone - then what happens?

    At least, I honestly don''t think it''s going to be a funny thing.

    I do not intend to give way to the Trinity of Cathedral Knights (Paladins), Empress and Divine Kings.

    Yut, a party, cannot give an answer.

    Fully glued condition.

    That''s when the chime rang.

    Beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who saved the world many times.

    Red-haired empress to unite the empire of evil.

    The King of God, the earthly agent of the Sun God.

    Even with these three in place, you can''t beat Chime.

    "Hmm. Time runs out..."

    "Son-in-law, see you after school."

    "That''s how I try to make a fait accompli, I''m not impressed. Besides, Master Yut is planning a tour of the Ministry''s Federation of Activities."

    "You''re the one who made it."

    The three giants leave the classroom arguing.

    Yut dropped it off in silence.

    I know that if I react with one word, it will be a new spark. If I follow Larsia, I''ll be sure to get 100 times the response back.

    "Ah. No, I wonder if Yona''s doing well over here."

    "I saw a rare escape from the reality of a brave man..."

    Acorn sighed softly as he saw the side of a childhood friend who gave thought to an albino girl he hadn''t seen yet.

    Not just for the current event.

    Against the cold fact that not an hour has yet passed since we came to this unintelligible dream world, and.

 574 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode III

    "The classroom was the same, but the structure of the building is quite different."

    "Oh. According to Larsia''s map... it sounds like the Student Council Room is in a separate building"

    "Rose Hall. Hey. There''s a student council that has power over some of the school''s specialties."

    "More than happy."

    It''s not ironic.

    If you put Acorn''s mentality first, which has gotten him into an anomaly, it''s a big difference whether he can enjoy this situation or not.

    "But my memory tells me that my school wasn''t this big."

    "I could say that the exact same is more unnatural than having something like a dungeon like Undermaze...... maybe"

    "So is that."

    In a convincing manner, continue on the cobblestone path that extends from the school building.

    After the lunch break, Yut and Akane, who had passed the fifth and sixth time classes, were on their way to the Student Council Room to change their shoes.

    For once, I have made a promise, and at any rate, I have to listen.

    But that and Valtrude... it was a different story whether to cooperate with the student council.

    I''d like to have full trust in Valtrude and Alcia if it were meant to be, but this is the world. We can''t just pepper the story of one force.

    through Larsia and Exile, also to the Wind Discipline Committee and the Federation of Department Activities

    "It''s been a while since I took a math class or something, and I was about to lose consciousness."

    "Well, I know how you feel. It would have been nice if it had been a dungeon class..."

    I checked the timetable, but today''s dungeon-related lecture was over in the morning. As a result, I normally had to take math and classical classes.

    There is no denying the fact that I clapped it out, much like the classes I was taking in Japan.

    Nevertheless, as a teacher, it just didn''t come out around Vainamarinen or Tertione, and I can also perceive it positively.

    "By the way, that map, it came out right after school."

    "Larsia."

    "As always, there''s no such thing as trust."

    "Trust, or what Larsia does."

    Might be directed somewhere else, not in the student club room.

    Acorn shrugged his shoulders unobtrusively to Yut, who did not even consider such a possibility. Whatever you say with your mouth, you don''t even think you''re going to be betrayed by shards.

    "I think that''s a good idea."

    "What is it?"

    10 minutes walking a little distance from one uplifting childhood friend wife.

    Yut unwittingly stopped to the bungalow mansion he came across earlier as he followed the map.

    "This place..."

    "Do you know, brave man?

    "It looks exactly like our house in Wang Du."

    In my adventurous days, I bought a house with pong and party property. It''s a simple mansion with its own private rooms and a living room where you can gather to dine and discuss.

    What is not common is that the basement was full of treasures and traps?

    I use it very little now, but it''s quite memorable.

    "Speaking of which, maybe you''ve heard of it?

    "Then again, is this my dream..."

    "I''m not sure yet."

    When an object appears that is only in Acorn''s memory, it flips over lightly.

    Yuut nods that too, knocking on doors without any luxury.

    "... aren''t you there?

    "Aren''t you just deaf?

    But there''s no response from inside.

    There was no way to get here and back, and Yut slowly opened the door and stepped into the mansion.

    "Instead, shouldn''t you have made a noise and had it noticed?

    "If you ask me that,"

    Acorn''s pointers are good, and he travels to the front of the living room in grand footsteps. I don''t get lost because it was the same as the interval.

    And I knocked harder than I had earlier and went indoors.

    After all, the living room seems to be used as a student council room, with Valtrude and Arcia. Not only that, but someone who looks familiar.

    "... Yona?

    "Huh? Yona, why?"

    There''s an albino girl.

    If that''s all, what I could have predicted half the time. I would not have been stunned not only by acorns, but even by Yut.

    But if the size stays the same and you''re wrapped in a tight business suit and you''re Jen royal in front of a sitting Valtrude, it''s more impossible to tell you not to be surprised.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    I glanced at Yut and Akane who came into the room, but immediately turned my gaze back to Valtrude.

    "Why did you go to see him in person?

    "That''s because, of course, it''s a must-win ahead"

    "Grated."

    The figure of Valtrude, who is angry with him in his front seat, was divine like a religious painting, but something that had nothing to do with Jonah at all.

    A fluffy, floating attendance book slapped Valtrude on the head as if he were willing. A relentless, tall noise echoed into the student council room.

    A fearless act, nothing more than blasphemy for beauty and art.

    But I don''t give a shit about Yona at all. He stares down at Valtrude with his cheeks swollen up.

    "Isn''t it tyranny? How much, though a student council advisor"

    "A verbal answer to a teacher is evidence of not reflecting"

    "Sister Yona. Val is also reflecting, so that''s about it..."

    The Albino girl turned her red eyes toward Alcia... and pulled her strength out of her shoulder.

    Have you decided that your sermon is sufficient? Or I don''t know if you realize that it makes no sense to say this any more, but I''ll get the spear.

    Not the other way around is Yut and Akane.

    "Teacher? Yona''s the teacher?

    "Sister Yona? Yona''s the eldest sister of the three sisters?

    I wasn''t what you call a child teacher.

    In this world, they have become three sisters: Jonah, Arsia and Valtrude.

    "What do you mean, this is..."

    "It''s too unexpected, I''m gonna jerk off"

    I was halfway relieved by the shocking sight, Yut and Akane.

    To those two, Arcia speaks to care.

    "You''re surprised, aren''t you? I''m sorry. I lost track that you didn''t know what was going on because you were a transfer student."

    "Oh, it''s okay"

    "Never mind."

    Arcia told me, so Yut and Akane recovered lightly.

    New information has also emerged that he was a transfer student, but I can''t worry about Alcia. Because he is also a very rare Alcia, who looks like a uniform.

    Around here, the will of the childhood couple was completely united.

    "Yut."

    "Hey, what... what is it?

    There''s no deterrence as usual, Yona''s flat voice.

    I was worried if I should use a respectful tone, but remembering that the other person was a teacher, Yut decided to take a difficult response.

    An Albino teacher looks up to such a yut.

    "Val is stupid, but he''s very good as a human being"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "No. Fair enough"

    "Sister, why did you lower your rating there?

    "So I want you to just listen to me"

    "Well, because I''m here for it"

    "Then it''s good."

    Hearing Yut''s answer, with a satisfied face - just how Yut felt, almost faceless in fact - Jonah left the student council room.

    Apparently, he was just really here to preach Valtrude.

    "Ugh...... You''ve made me look ugly."

    About 10 seconds after Jonah disappears, Valtrude rises.

    One of those things is so beautiful, it doesn''t even make me feel fine dust that I was preached in the front seat until earlier.

    "You''ve come well, Heavenly Grass Brave. And Miki Zhuyin. The student council would welcome you both very much."

    And if they put an innocent smile on their face that doesn''t make them feel any evil, they''ll hold hands without alarm or anything.

    Valtrude was full of charm, even in this world.

    "I see. That''s not true."

    "What do you mean?"

    "Right now, the brave man thinks he is."

    I was right about the past I fell in love with at first sight.

    Yut, who was thinking about it, was secretly fatally wounded.

    "I don''t know what you mean, but sit down. I''m gonna make you some coffee right now."

    "... I will"

    In a way that could be helped by Alcia, Yut lowered his back to the round table.

    I miss it.

    If we close our eyes, here, we come back with memories of having operational meetings of dungeon strategy and of deciding on policies for territorial management.

    Acorn next to that yuut. Valtrude sits across the street.

    "First, let''s answer what you want to hear"

    VALTRUDE - I guess the student council''s request is one point about wanting to scout Yuut.

    After a sip of the coffee Alcia has brewed for me, Yut hits a simple question.

    "I heard why you''re here scouting me, but why are you so sure it''s not as good as the denomination?

    "You thought you weren''t known"

    "Come on? I don''t think you''re that celebrity."

    Alcia is smiling like she doesn''t believe at all. Seems to agree with Valtrude.

    Then I look next door to Akane for her consent, but she turned a blind eye.

    I''m not convinced.

    "What did you do at that Verga High School? You didn''t think I was known?

    "Of course, there was an information blockade, but that won''t work."

    "Verga High School"

    That was all I was going to get hit by the pressure of the Spirit.

    "So it must have been you who dropped one of the islands and crushed the Verga High School Undermaids, Heavenly Grass Brave"

    "Oh......"

    I''d say you''re innocent. I want to protest.

    But I actually do something similar, so I get misty before the words take shape.

    "And I hear you crusaded the Magatsu God at Seneca''s home."

    "... Murgoosh"

    Seneca II asked me to go, a journey in heaven.

    Yut didn''t go alone, but it is also true that he did zero Murgush God.

    Reality events are also reflected here.

    It seems that only a convenient part of the situation is arranged.

    Even so, it is only information spoken from Valtrude''s mouth. Prediction is forbidden until you speak to Verga or Seneca II.

    In particular, Seneca II said, "I''ll see you first".

    From Yut to Acorn, who so exhorted himself, Valtrude turned his eyes more beautiful than the treasure balls.

    "Besides."

    "Huh? Me?

    "The A-rank bard (Bird) Migi Zhuyin is also likely to be able to scout together. If so, it would be natural to move to the scouts"

    "Me, Bird?

    Clasp your pockets, pull out the student notebook, and see what it is...

    "Yeah, it wasn''t a bird."

    "What are you talking about? It says" A-rank Bard "and" A-rank Bishop ".

    "Lies."

    Of course, it''s not a lie.

    "Is there also the protection of the goddess of beauty and art? That''s great."

    "No, not so much..."

    acorns with verses that were party but enjoyed in a way with the outside feel of mosquito nets.

    "Suddenly, I have trouble being told you''re going to be an adventurer... But wait. This could be an opportunity in a way......?

    Whatever Acorn would do, Yut was going to act together.

    More than that, by attacking, what happens? That''s more of a concern.

    "Well, whatever I''ve done in the past, I don''t know what it''s like to be called an undermaid. I don''t mean to be unrestrained."

    "... I see"

    Undecorative. 100 percent purity genuine.

    And yet, for some reason, I was impressed.

    "Sure, not all the information you publish"

    "I guess that''s right"

    While agreeing, Yut flatly asks for Arsian expression.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    There is no sign of any particular impatience, leaving it to Valtrude.

    I mean, whether it''s a good story to listen to or not, I guess it''s something to listen to.

    "Okay. Let me hear more."

    "There is an obelisk at the bottom, just like any other dungeon, in the undermaids of our school"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Obelisk.

    A mysterious existence, in which Yut was to move from Earth to the Brewers. That''s in this world, too.

    Yut waited for the rest of the words as he managed to keep his poker face on the stunned fact.

    "It is a well-known story that Obelisk fulfills the wishes of the first arrival¡­"

    "... is it like" The Great Petition "?"

    If it could be used without a catalyst, sure, it would be worth competing for.

    But that wasn''t the end of the story.

    "Uhm. But what makes the monolith here special is creating a new world for the first arrival. or is supposedly because it gives you the right to rewrite"

    "... so you think you can''t beat a bad person?

    "Oh, that''s what I mean"

    A powerful Valtrude response.

    A noble examination, similar to the music in heaven.

    But Yut''s - and Acorn''s - consciousness, there was something else.

    Rewriting of the world.

    That was precisely because it was the very thing Yut and Akane were facing.

 575 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode IV

    "I thought it might be a pleasant learning paro, I''m familiar with it, but you''re getting a hell of a bump in it."

    "Well, I haven''t seen the real thing yet, so I don''t know if it''s true."

    Acorn shook Yut''s hand tightly as he walked out of the student council building to his next destination. We feel sweaty, not just because of cheerfulness, but not because we care about each other.

    Frankly, the presence of Obelisk was also a shock to Acorn.

    Not so much in the part about transferring Yut and himself. The traumatic one was with Dal-Lukash, who Yut and Valtrude metastasized in front of him.

    Although I behaved with temperament, I was able to imprint that Obelisk was not a good thing.

    "It''s okay. Whatever happens, I''m not leaving Zhuyin behind this time."

    "What? Really?

    "You bet. Let''s believe it there, shall we?

    "I believe you, but if you decide there''s no other way to be brave, you''re flat out unscrupulous, aren''t you?

    "... Oh, is that the club building? That''s pretty big!

    Following a blatantly changed story Yuut, Acorn builds an umbrella with one hand and looks forward.

    There was a brand new concrete school building.

    "This looks like a normal building. It looks brand new, though."

    "Oh. That''s an invisible school building."

    It means a coalition of ministry activities, but as a recognition of Yut and Akane, it was a royal gathering.

    About a new school building, acceptable. There was nothing compared to Commissioner Verga and Larsia''s wind discipline.

    But that''s also a story until you step into the federation room.

    That room, where the executives gathered behind the ground floor, was full of greenery. It doesn''t mean there are plenty of ornamental plants in place.

    It is like a courtyard despite the inside of a school building, with trees growing and flowers blooming.

    At its centre, there was an antique salon table where members of the Federation of Department Activities gathered.

    "Dear Yut, Acorn. Seneca is so happy to see you again."

    Seneca II rose in a thorough motion and smiled softly.

    A warm voice that purifies the hearts of those who listen. Combined with the large almond-shaped eyes staring at the Yuts, they are about to be sucked into the presence of Seneca II.

    Braided chestnut hair shines even in the courtyard, and hair stretched out to the candles is an irreplaceable treasure.

    Though he wore a jersey, not a uniform.

    Following Seneca II, Alsace, Cres and Exile also rise to welcome Yut and Akane.

    Except they were all jerseys.

    As a result, neither Yut nor Akane were drunk by the atmosphere.

    "Wow. It''s an unimaginably rich school, and it looks like a student council salon with power."

    They''re all jerseys, though.

    "Yes, it''s the Senecas'' outfit"

    Seneca II, just a little proud, recommends a seat to Yut and Akane.

    When you lower your hips according to it, Eudit in jersey - at this point, something''s wrong - leaves the tea in front of you.

    "I hope it fits your mouth"

    "I''ll match your mouth, if you''re a brave man"

    "That expectation is heavy"

    Eudit behind you. I can''t get out of my mind when I think I have a young lady who didn''t age in the mood to marry Alsace.

    However, the tension was moderately relaxed thanks to acorns.

    After only mouthing the shapes on the tea, Yut cut them out without foreshadowing.

    "VALTRUDE - The student chairman told me about the undermaze... no, the obelisk specificity"

    "I have the ability to rewrite the world. Is that right?

    "Yeah. For one thing, I decided to believe it was true."

    "Master Yut would have wondered why the Senecas would not cooperate with the Chairman"

    When Yut nods to Seneca II''s words, Alsace says why.

    "Is that a matter of willfulness... no, Faceko"

    "If they lick you, they''ll kill you."

    "What is it? Are you a Kamakura samurai?

    Acorn screamed at Exile, who would follow and supplement Alsace.

    Even though it''s a royal gathering, it''s a statement by the barbarian warriors themselves.

    "No, well, because that''s what Exile''s old man is all about"

    Originally a Barbarian warrior (Barbarian). Just to say I''m a relatively common sense person, I have potential that it''s not strange to samurai Kamakura if I peel a piece of skin.

    But things around there were just one reason.

    Seneca II speaks the truth.

    "Direct circumstances in which the Senecas do not cooperate with the Student Council. It is in the presence of Chairman Valtrude"

    "What do you want me to do?

    "That one would definitely make things happen. If the Senecas work together, it will be quicker, more secure."

    There doesn''t seem to be a single bad thing.

    In response to his natural thoughts, Seneca II shook his head sideways, "But..."

    "Its success can only be achieved by the presence of Chairman Valtrude. No reproducibility, no continuity."

    You want to tell me there''s nothing left but the result?

    "Yes, if you''re in a crisis situation, you can''t shake it, but it''s not that far now"

    Seneca II cut words there once and gracefully included tea in his mouth.

    Was it delicious, with a slight grin, then continue again.

    "In this regard, the Seneca Federation of Ministry Activities excels in heritage and inheritance"

    "I mean, the idea is close to a student council, but they say it has to be themselves to exchange it"

    Leave it to Valtrude and it will work, but then the attributes are too high.

    That''s why the three giants lined up.

    In addition, to Seneca II, King Alsace. Plus, Exile. They, in this world too, seem to mean the birth of a famous family.

    And subtly mixed with the events of the Brewers, Nobles Oblige exploded.

    That''s what it seemed like.

    "The muscles seem to go through, but it''s troublesome..."

    Yut and Akane recognize that this is the world of dreams.

    So high in attributes, but nothing to worry about. But it''s a big problem for them living in this world.

    "I mean, there''s a brave man or something. Am I allowed to join?

    "Master Yut is not like the Chairman."

    "Really?"

    "Yes."

    Seneca II nodded slowly against the suspicious acorn.

    "Chairman Valtrude''s abilities, in part but beyond popular knowledge,"

    "I think the brave ones are probably too..."

    "Master Yut''s help is to the fullest of humanity. As a person, it''s the upper limit of reachable areas."

    "... say on the 100m walk that the brave man is a gold medalist and Val is a sports car?

    The realm of Yut is within the bounds of mankind, although not everyone if they strive.

    The power of Valtrude, on the other hand, lies outside it.

    "Yes, and with the help of Master Yut, I don''t care if you have a reputation."

    "He''s not a decorator."

    While following ideals, reality is visible.

    There, too, it might have been described as royalty.

    "I see..."

    I can understand what you''re saying.

    If you hold the horizon wide, sure, it would be reasonable.

    Drinking the tea served, Yut shook his head, "But......"

    "Chairman Valtrude is more straightforward and likeable"

    I''m not being selfless, but I have a sense of responsibility to do something about the dangerous Obelisk.

    And that was a very, very comforting thing for Yut.

    "... Seneca, has she been shaken?

    "What do you think? So far, Val... I haven''t even decided to cooperate with the chairman."

    "So are you Chairman of the Verga Commission?

    "That''s definitely not all, though."

    But while I said that, I was going to see Verga.

    Right after this.

    "Heh heh heh. You used to come over here by turning down invitations from student unions and club activities coalitions. I believed you, Yut."

    "First, you talk!

    Yut did everything in his power to put a scratch on the words thrown at him at the same time as he entered the room. Even though I knew I was losing, I had to get in.

    "Heh heh. Well, I''m also Commissioner Kazaki. Unlike Exile, who didn''t convince me to do anything about it, I''ll do my job!

    "I wonder if it''s counterproductive."

    "This is Operation Crying Blue Ghost, where my talk and defeat increase Verga''s liking on the contrary."

    "Why did the brave man pass through when he was known to interact with the coalition of ministry activities...?

    Yut also passes through Acorn''s most serious questions. That''s about natural for Larsia, and it''s just no use wondering.

    "Well, that''s a room like the Galactic Empire..."

    "Well, I''m pretty sure it''s an empire,"

    The committee room of Commissioner Kazaki, visited by Yut and Akane, was, for some reason, in the undisclosed basement of the Yang.

    in a room filled with black. The ceiling is high, with Greek-style columns standing on both sides.

    "When the earthquake strikes, is it dangerous?

    "Oh, I''m glad you''re worried about your concubine."

    And the deepest part of the room.

    A red-haired empress dressed in sailor clothes was laughing at the slothfulness of her waist on the throne.

    It is pointless to precede the evil demigod, such as the decoration of the room.

    There is no appearance of any subordinates other than Larsia, but that does not diminish majesty.

    The place where Verga exists is the Imperial Wind Discipline Commission.

    "Let''s get straight to it."

    Yut puts aside his acorn and approaches the throne, removing Larsia, who serves Verga, from his sight.

    "Verga, how are you going to rewrite the world?

    "It will be decided"

    Verga opens her compelling lips as she looks down at Yuut with her slutty, wet eyes with one elbow.

    "To get my son-in-law..."

    "- So it''s not, is it?

    Yut and Verga.

    The gaze of the Great Mage (Archmage) and the evil demigod hits each other from the front.

    "I told you to go straight in, didn''t I?

    "Understand that much and why not accept concubines. I can''t solve it. I can''t solve it..."

    "I know, so you''re pushing me away, aren''t you?

    "Kukukukuku. When you think it sucks, it seems you still have a bottom. It''s the same when you think there''s nothing more."

    I can''t wait, Verga laughed lewdly.

    The red hair showed well the black sailor clothes.

    "Well, it''s not funny to end it in one go. In the meantime, it would be altered so that it can be used ten degrees"

    "So, in the end?

    "If I get bored, I''ll bring my school back to life. I will ask my son-in-law to transfer again."

    And he laughed at the slut to Yut to spin him around.

    "This, ten times, is a declaration that you can make Yut your thing."

    "It''s not even Roku, but it''s only better than the worst..."

    Yuut positively interprets it as good that it wasn''t a ruinous desire.

    But it also meant surfacing the option of working with Verga.

    In fact, Commissioner Kazaki has plenty of experience stepping through a hundred layers of labyrinthine named Ray Cruz and Suigil and the blood-sucking Marquis Zieg Alto Crewing and battle power.

    And more importantly, there''s a bandit named Larsia.

    Simply thinking about a dungeon offense would make you the best but not the best partner.

    "I see..."

    I perceived Yut''s troubles and the red-haired empress awoke herself carelessly.

    And tell them lewd everywhere.

    "If so, we will have to fight for the Son-in-law."

    "Verga, that''s nice!

    Abrupt, but I guess it''s the idea I was thinking about. Verga and Larsia''s smile was the brightest. hatefully.

    I know.

    I know Yut and Akane.

    "... a brave man is a prize, I guess I''m a second prize"

    That if these two combine, resistance and other meaningless things.

    "Nevertheless, when will I be able to dive into the dungeon ~"

    "Come on? Tell him I created such a troublesome trinity..."

    Please, may the battle end peacefully.

    Yut prayed even as he realized he couldn''t.

    I didn''t even know which god I wished for in person.

 576 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode V

    A lot''s happened, but there''s nothing more surprising about it.

    Yut thought so in his heart.

    They say there''s a dungeon in the basement of the school, that Valtrude is the student chairman, that Verga is the wind discipline commissioner, that Larsia and Verga are working together, that Jonah is the sister of Arsia and Valtrude, that Larsia and Verga are working together.

    After all this shocking development, Verga said it was a battle. I generally feel like Verga and Larsia are bad when I think about it this way, but anyway, I''m used to it.

    That should be it, and that''s what I thought.

    But while you think now is the bottom, there''s still room to back down.

    "Len, huh? Wow."

    As I watched Akane cuddle and cheek on Wren in white, I had to admit that the word was true.

    And then there''s that little bit of a childhood wife. No, as a yut, I think that''s cute too...

    "No... it is... Doctor... don''t do that to me... right?

    "White coat and suit for Ren! That gap is amazing. Isn''t that amazing?"

    "Phew, normal... outfit... right?

    I want you to stop because I''m ashamed.

    But I can''t even refuse when I think of my students.

    Acorn''s reason flew to Ren, who tried to teach him with a troubled face.

    "Brave man, brave man. Give it to me."

    "Ask the person..."

    "Ahhh... ahhh..."

    Acorns like this can''t be stopped by anyone.

    There doesn''t seem to be any other students in the infirmary, so let''s keep an eye on them until they calm down.

    Ren is also a nursing teacher, so if you really can''t, you should reject him properly.

    ... Yes, nursing teaching.

    In this dream world, Yut''s sister disciple had become a nurturing teacher. Surprisingly, given the combination with Yona, I''m not even convinced.

    Besides, as far as Yut knows, with the exception of Alcia, the most deserving of that position is Ren. It can be treated with magic medicine (potion) and is more gentle than anything else.

    Because Yut''s sister disciples are young in appearance, but full of inclusiveness.

    "So, what do you want?

    With a playful acorn and ren in one eye, Jonah looked up at Yut and inquired.

    He has the usual faceless expression and a flat voice.

    However, he seemed to be juggling that Acorn''s deeds were safe because he was not in the exercise of strength. Neither does Ren, I guess he really doesn''t hate it.

    "I heard you needed Dr. Yona''s permission to dive into the Undermaids."

    Unfortunately - for Ren, of course - Yut and Akane didn''t have an errand for her.

    I visited Yona''s staff room to get permission to use the dungeon, but she wasn''t there. I heard they were in the infirmary... they were hustling with bad acorns.

    "It''s going to be a pain in the ass, so I want to do some prep exercises in the dungeon first"

    The battle between Yut and Akane by the three forces, decided by Verga and planned and executed by Larsia.

    I can''t imagine what it will be like to fulfill it, but I have to figure out what I can do in this world so that whatever happens.

    I can''t explain that far, but Yut stared seriously at Yona.

    The serial atmosphere also stops Acorn from loving Ren''s hand.

    But the silence did not last long.

    "Okay. Deduct."

    "Huh? Deduction?

    It would be nice to go to the Undermaids, but would you say we''re in this together?

    I don''t see why that would happen. Yut stares at Jonah''s red eyes.

    "Yut feels too much"

    "No, based on what..."

    "Verga High School"

    "... Verga, sneaky"

    One thing about destroying a Verga High School dungeon with an island drop.

    Of course I don''t remember myself, but I can''t even say I''m completely innocent because I do something similar. If I were Larsia, I would insist on being wronged, but it was something Yut couldn''t do.

    "Brave man, isn''t that good?

    "... right"

    I didn''t know what it was, so I wanted to hide my strength, but they think I''m even killing God to drop the island.

    Other than that, it would be an error.

    "Thanks, that''ll help."

    "Naturally because I''m a teacher"

    Jonah, who answers that, was a little - to the extent that only Yut could tell - good at it.

    "By the way, are you the only two going?

    "... well. May I take other human beings?"

    Without that idea, Yut grabs his chin and thinks.

    Think of someone...... and one girl floats behind Yut''s brain.

    "Hey. Real name... Do you know which class Mayumi Qino is in?

    "Know... ru... but..."

    To Yut''s inquiry, Ren leans his neck as he remains hugged by the acorn.

    That was a reaction that I don''t know why my real name comes up here.

    "Will it be a pleasure to meet you, Makoto Qino?

    "SE, Sempai!?"

    The real name class was quickly discovered.

    Is Ren''s apprenticeship setting still alive here, because he was a health commissioner?

    I hadn''t left yet...... no, I couldn''t go home and the ponytail little girl stayed in the classroom.

    There''s nobody else but her. Alone in a deserted classroom.

    Yut starts talking to his real name with a smiling smile - Larsia would say it''s a face he''s totally up to.

    "How was your report to the Hyun-chul Conference (Danishmend)?

    "Where did you get that?!?"

    The face of his true name cools at once, and he rises up making a sound.

    The hand holding the tablet was trembling, though he pointed sharply at Yut.

    In that reaction, Yut confirmed that his hypothesis was generally correct.

    With such an unnatural world, the name of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend) never came up.

    That''s more unnatural.

    If so, it can be assumed that they are secretly engaged in surveillance activities, etc. If it exists, though.

    In that case, Yut would be subject to first-degree surveillance.

    Apparently, you were right.

    Out of the infirmary, only to Acorn, who was not here, Yut communicated his thoughts and plans.

    "Wow. Looks like a bad Ori lord to use his original knowledge."

    - And I don''t know what that means, but I was subtly cursed.

    I can''t solve it.

    Probably a return of interest pulled away from Ren.

    "Well, I don''t care about the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend)"

    "I''m not sure..."

    My real name comes up with a bitter look when I''m underestimated of my organization, but it''s hard to defend it any further.

    Now, I didn''t want to look at the way this unassuming senior came out.

    And the demands are communicated immediately.

    "More than that, I have one favor to ask you."

    "Is Sempai to me...?

    "Oh."

    Nod back, then set aside a beat and Yut continues.

    "I want you to dive into the Undermaids with us"

    "... what and how will that happen"

    Following an invitation to the dungeon from a surveillance target, his real name fell on the way.

    That was, in fact, Yut''s true-name reaction.

    "By the way, why did you bring me here?

    Acorn whispered to Yut, next door, as he and Jonah sighted the rear of their real names leading the way.

    To Yut and Akane, Yona. And the four true names are down the dark stairs leading to Undermaze.

    Unlike the school building, there was an atmosphere just like coming back here to the Brewers.

    "I want you to be nice."

    "... can you even wear it in a goose?

    "Not in a physical sense."

    Yut, on the contrary, became impressed with the idea of acorns.

    Of course, not in a bad way.

    "Look, me and Zhuyin are oblivious to common sense in this world, and Jonah has no common sense, right?

    "... right"

    I have a lot to say, but I swallowed it all the time because it gets longer.

    "In that regard, if our real names were to use magic out of common sense, they would react properly, wouldn''t they? That''s what I meant."

    "... right"

    I have a lot to say, but I swallowed it all the time because it gets longer.

    At that time, the downstairs ended.

    If you go down a slightly flat road, you go out into an underground space about the gym.

    "I''m surprised."

    "Ha. Fantasy."

    "I think every undermaize is something similar?

    - In the deepest part of it, there would be dozens of meters, there were two open gates.

    "This is the entrance to our school maize"

    Before that, one man in plain work clothes stood.

    In the sight of Yut and Akane, the person begins to introduce himself.

    "I''m a clerk!

    "Clerk"

    The plain work clothes, even from Yut''s eyes, were certainly clerks.

    The bald old man in it was a great sage vainamarinen from wherever he looked.

    "Gahahahahahahahaha. You look good!

    Pointing to Yut, who turned to face, and laughing.

    Vainamarinen.

    Totally, it was vainamarinen.

    "Why is that jizzy here..."

    Forgetting also that this was the world of dreams, Yut held his head.

    Are you there, Vainamarinen?

    It''s Vainamarinen, he couldn''t have been there.

    What the hell is going on with our relationship here? I care, but I have trouble pursuing it poorly and getting into trouble.

    Jonah opens her mouth to such a yut.

    "Wizards are highly specialized"

    "Well, yeah."

    Apparently, he''s going to give me a response to the twinkle, "Why is that jizzy here..."

    "So apart from each dungeon high, I specialize in training at the Vainamarinen School of Magic"

    "From there, will you be sent to each school"

    "Yes."

    Jonah nodded expressionlessly.

    "But we don''t send students, and the Honorary Dean is sitting there as a clerk."

    "Things like my value goes up in vain..."

    But not a good one.

    Send a general sorcerer (wizard) and you will be captured by either force. In anticipation of that, Vainamarinen came here himself.

    I don''t put my shoulder anywhere.

    No, are you thinking about the dangers and trying not to let them attack you?

    Later, he''s out buying a watchman as a gatekeeper. A clerk is sarcasm or a joke? Or both.

    "Hmm. Well, let''s be good"

    What did you find out? Yut had no idea, but he was admitted.

    Clerk Vainamarinen rings his fingers gently.

    At the same time, the gate began to open with a noise.

    From the entrance to the Undermaids, overflowing with rainbow light.

    Ahead, it''s not like school life, which has never been easy¡­ but has not been dangerous.

    The stage of adventure, where the exchange of life even occurs.

    "Go."

    "... yeah"

    To reassure him, Yut holds Acorn''s hand, and Acorn also grips back.

    Thus, they finally set foot in the dungeon.

 577 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode VI

    "This is the first layer of undermaze...... So, okay?

    Through the dimensional gates, Yut, Akane and Yona. And four by their real names.

    Rarely looking around are Yut and Akane who haven''t realized they''re holding hands

    It was.

    That won''t be impossible either.

    Undermaze - because I thought it was a dungeon, but I''m in a forest surrounded by greenery.

    Plus, far away. At the edge of his sight stood giant trees poking at heaven.

    "The world tree¡­ sounds disastrous."

    "Well, but. Often, often."

    "I don''t feel like Zhu Yan and I are thinking the same thing, but Falv''s dungeons are totally different from hierarchy to hierarchy."

    Whispering at each other in a low voice, Yut and Akane are forced to convince each other.

    You can''t be surprised at Jonah, the teacher, or the real name you''re collecting information on.

    The first undermaids to be remembered were accepted without difficulty......

    More than that, you''re outfitted on your own.

    A white robe that indicates that you are a good sorcerer (wizard), accustomed to wearing it. Plus, rather, a restless spell document without this weight.

    Yut that this one looks normal.

    In contrast, Acorn was frowning in confusion.

    "... I''ve never played an instrument or anything? I''ve never used a weapon."

    Akane looks at her whole body in a puzzling mood.

    He has a lute in his free hand and a fine sword (Rapier) from his waist. Not only that, he even wore a green poncho, a wide hat with bird feathers in the same color.

    Whatever you wear, the clothes go together. Valtrude or he is originally a fantasy resident - and yes, the style is good - unlike Alcia, he has a cosplay look... and Acorn dyes his cheeks with shame.

    "Ugh...... I didn''t hear that..."

    "He said he looked great."

    "I think it''s standard equipment for a bard (bird)?

    "Equipment quality is pretty good"

    That''s right, a true name and Yona to say she''s an A-rank bard (Bird).

    I was braved by that, but Yut''s feelings...... are troubling.

    Acorns become more mundane.

    "It suits you, because it''s like this..."

    "It''s not a compliment."

    "Oh, because I don''t doubt it there"

    Then say what the problem is.

    "It''s not like the character in the game at school is a character dessert when he spins off and goes RPG!

    "Oh, yeah. Right."

    Hey, I don''t know what that feels like. How could it lead to embarrassment?

    But as a good man of acorns, I never uttered a word of denial.

    The real name involved unreasonably stared at such a couple - although I don''t even know them - with a serious eye.

    "You both react as if you were diving for the first time..."

    "That can''t be happening."

    "Yes, sir. Time to go."

    To the sharp point of his true name, Yut and Akane made a blatant deception.

    I don''t want to be badly bluffed out here and pursued weirdly.

    I don''t mind if it''s just my real name or Yona, but if Verga or Larsia finds out about the tour... it''s a tragedy for us and a comedy for others.

    "You don''t have to move on"

    Jonah of the pull warned in a flat voice toward the Yuts, who were not perfectly focused.

    I knew what that meant right away.

    From the woods, a monster appeared.

    No, the forest itself was a monster.

    What appeared was a tree about 5 metres that moved its roots up and down a noose and appeared to crawl over. There were no leaves, the trunk was thick, and the head of the venomous snake grew at the tip of the branch.

    That emerges a dozen bodies and pinches the yuts.

    "Snake Tree Branch Monster (Snake Tree)! There''s a snake''s head at the end of the branch, also known as the Medusa Tree. Let the roots curl and move, so the speed is slow. The snake has a paralysis poison that will dull the prey''s behavior and wrap it with branches to kill it."

    Monster Knowledge by Bard Knowledge (Bardic Narridge). He showed it unconsciously, as a matter of course, and Acorn gave him a stunned look.

    But things don''t creep me out of acorn temptations, etc.

    Dauntlessly, my real name set up a tablet...

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    - But Yut was overwhelmingly faster.

    "What processing speed!?"

    Five magical arrow bullets were created at the same time your real name screamed.

    The more accurate it was, the more obvious it defeated it.

    Besides, this is a trial shot. If you can defeat the Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) on the first staircase (...), make an instant decision with Fireball.

    "Fireball"

    And its activation, too, is irrationally beautiful, at least from its true name. How can it be so different if we should be following the same process and leading to the same result?

    But the exercise of the spell is not just unparalleled. Where and which spells to use. That''s what you can do because it''s stained your head and body.

    A forward Snake Branch Monster (Snake Tree) was destroyed with one spell.

    When the flames subside, the monster becomes a particle of light and turns into a small gem.

    "That''s a universal catalyst."

    "... is that it"

    Determination based on the knowledge (bardick naridge) of the bard of acorns.

    Hearing that, Yut was finally able to hide his surprise.

    Larsia told me about it in The World of Dragon Iron (Al Tierra). The universal catalyst (reg) that came out there as a catalyst for magic fixtures (magic items).

    It''s a dream world, so should I accept that that can happen?

    Fortunately, such a patrol did not pass on to his real name.

    "How many training grounds are you going through..."

    Self-evident, such as the presence of universal catalysts (reguals). You can''t even be surprised by your real name.

    It was the exercise of an indescribable spell by Yut that drove her to war. That''s just it.

    "Well, you said you crept through the training ground, or you were creamed out"

    Turning away from the all-purpose catalyst (Reg.), he instead remembered the days of his studies¡­ Yut looked a little farther away.

    If you put yourself in an environment where spells are needed, you grow naturally.

    So let''s throw it into the monster''s wandering woods.

    The Theory of Tertione is not wrong, and it''s half what I wanted, but mental trauma is something that makes a sneak face.

    "It''s not over yet"

    Jonah was right.

    The remaining Snake Tree Branch Monster (Snake Tree) approaches the Snake Branch without being frightened, even though it is a mystery that he thinks his people - are hit.

    "Oh, uh... This is The Melody of Fortune.

    Acorn played the lute, as if led by something.

    No, it was Liya, the goddess of beauty and art that led me. Other than that, it doesn''t exist.

    An instrument with far more strings than a guitar, never touched. The white, thin fingers of the acorns, although they can''t possibly be played, do produce a beautiful melody.

    The sound flowing from it was sad and gave a sense of ruin.

    - of Snake Tree Branch Monster (Snaketree).

    The performance, protected by the Riya God, entangled the Snake Tree Monsters (Snake Trees). The monsters, who seemed to have no hearing or other presence, begin to be pessimistic and uniformly frightened of their vicious luck.

    So, my real name moves.

    "Spider Thread (Silk Web)"

    A magic formation was projected from the tablet, creating a thin, white and strong spider thread. The Snake Tree Branch Monster (Snake Tree), caught in a sense of ruin, is easily entangled...

    "Fireball"

    A mass of flames emitted by Yut landed in the center of the Snake Tree Monsters. The Spider''s Thread (Silk Web) burned beautifully together.

    Immediately the flame will subside and the monster will become a universal catalyst (Regular).

    For Yut, I''m not responding.

    Light, it was the end of the battle.

    "Miki Senpai. I''ve never seen a bright bard (bird) curse before."

    As for Yut, the dimensions are too different to comment on.

    The praise of his real name was that Yut had also gone to pick up the all-purpose catalyst (the residual) and turned to nature and Zhuyin.

    "Ah, ha. Well......"

    The acorn can only have a dry laugh...... shortly afterwards, I came up with an excuse.

    "And this, too, is God''s blessing, Riya."

    With that said, Acorn shifted his gaze to Yut.

    It''s okay, don''t worry.

    Yes, I tell my overprotective and worrying childhood friend with my eyes.

    After picking up the all-purpose catalyst (Residual), Yuut nodded, grinning bitterly. Depending on the circumstances, we need to go to the bottom.

    You can''t stop here.

    "Next, try the high staircase spell"

    With Universal Catalyst (Residual) in an Infinite Storage Bag, Yuto turns the spell and confirms the ready spell.

    I don''t recall transcribing myself to the spell this morning, but I had all the spells that I would do this because of the dungeon strategy.

    Yut chose one of them.

    It was a good spell for this situation.

    "The Invitation of the Lion in Heaven (Beast Lands)"

    Lions of the heavenly species who drove away crystal-eating monsters (quartz beasts) nestled in mines, beating one army to the bottom of fear in Li Kutua and dominating the Diocese of Murgush.

    Nearly a dozen lions brought in using some of the all-purpose catalysts (reguals) raised the roar of joy simultaneously.

    "So, of the eighth staircase...?

    "Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha"

    His real name stiffens him to surprise and fear, and Acorn returns a reaction to the extent that he doesn''t go to touch but dogs and cats have emerged.

    "Sounds easy."

    And Jonah, as a matter of course, recognized it as a force of war.

    "In the meantime, if you do something about that tree, it''s clear, right? We don''t have much time, and let''s move on."

    Following Yut''s words, the lions of the heavenly species lead the way.

    Humans took the form of following behind it...

    "First of all, there are no treasures, and you''re right to move on."

    "Nevertheless, this..."

    Picking up an all-purpose catalyst (reg) and moving on for an hour.

    That means a few fights have occurred, but the lions of the heavenly species had no scratches, and the acorns never pulled out the rapiers.

    Things moved after another 30 minutes or so.

    "The next enemy is here."

    "Speaking of which, Yona. You''re using the Tactical Site."

    "... because it''s a deduction"

    Tactical Site, which stretches tactile sensations around you by psychic powers. In fact, there are no more blind spots from Yona, and you can''t possibly take an unintentional hit.

    This way, you''re doing a good teacher...... and Yut is relieved and impressed.

    With such an emotion of Yut, the next monster showed up.

    Now, in about 2 meters, dozens of wooden mannequins with camouflage colors.

    It was smoother than I imagined, and that''s why it hit me with a disgusting move.

    Intercept it, lions in heaven.

    They thought it might be the enemy again this time......

    "Those are Camo Puppets (Clear Puppets). They''ll be transparent!

    "Shit. Things like Larsia"

    If you''re invisible, it''s natural to gain an advantage in battle.

    The attacks of the lions of the heavenly species are blatant and vice versa, hurting them.

    There are ways to de-transpare transparency, but it''s not easy when it comes to rioting. Normal support was also difficult in a science spell when there were many targets.

    "I think I can do it."

    Acorn set Lute up with both hands and began to sing in anticipation of the struggling lions.

    "The Great Hero of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) entrusted with the protection of the city

    Appeared as if he was after the absence of a friend, disaster dragon Talaskus.

    There''s only one great hero of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) to stand up to it.

    A catastrophic dragon that''s huge as a castle fortress and doesn''t even touch people''s teeth.

    But the Rock Giant scored Taraskus.

    Without being frightened of my differences.

    Over and over again.

    Even if we discuss it, without pulling it off.

    Eventually the dragon collapsed

    All that remained was the Rock Titan. "

    Poetry is the battle of Exile itself.

    The verse imagines a song that was sung by a bard in an open world inn. It''s a retro melody, but it looks like it stabbed deep into the hearts of the lions in heaven.

    Spirituality (aura) rises from the entire body of the lions.

    One of the Bard''s (Bird''s) curse arts, Hero Hymn.

    With its support, the transparent Camouflage Puppet (Clear Puppet) has not become visible, but it is possible to overturn the disadvantage.

    With bravery far beyond his usual fierceness, he ravaged a camouflage puppet (Clear Papette).

    It''s the blood that flows and you don''t hear a scream, but your body is eaten a thousand times and parts are scattered. After that, a large number of universal catalysts (reguals) are left.

    "... this isn''t what you''d call a fight."

    "Oh. It''s a unilateral massacre"

    "I see. You don''t accumulate merit points in person if you let them attack you with a summons creature. And if we didn''t put the treasure on the table... it would have been possible to stop the C-rank."

    ... That''s how they interpret it.

    "Brave man, I thought"

    "That''s odd. I''ve felt it, too."

    Yut and Akane nodded slowly as they gazed at each other.

    It''s not about ability or rank or anything like that.

    Insanity always shows its face somewhere more than it is Yut who deals with power and Acorn.

    Even with consideration, it''s a smash.

    It''s a dream world, don''t you need to worry about it?

    Not putting it to words, the two built a common perception with only their gaze.

    "It''s finally working"

    Knowing or not to know such a mixture of yut and acorn body and no lid, Jonah had her red eyes pointed far ahead.

    Ahead, giant trees poking at heaven.

    Namely, Niekenlalam, son of the demon tree.

    Undermaze, the Lord of the First Layer.

    As far as I could tell, Giant Tree was trembling in anger.

    "You''ve done too much"

    Beyond that tolerance, in order to protect his own family, Niekenlaram stretches out his branches indefinitely and attacks his attackers.

    For one thing, we have to overdo it.

    My real name is, once again, I''ll put up a tablet and get ready for a spell......

    Out of the way, Jonah stepped forward.

    "This is the role of the pull rate"

    My voice is only flat, but I''m happy.

    Not only Yut, but Acorn found that out.

    "Huh? Huh?

    The only thing you haven''t noticed is your real name.

    Like a dog detached from his owner, he wanders anxiously through his gaze.

    That Jonah will be happy.

    There ''ll be a lot of it, but at least there''s only one in this situation.

    "Flare Burst - Maximize Enhancer"

    To the Undermaids, another sun was born.

    It''s not even comparable, such as Yut''s Fireball.

    The mass of heat that emerged from the albino girl''s palm overwhelmed her surroundings, burning down stretched Nieken Laram branches.

    "Meteor Rain"

    To match it, Yut also cut a ghost bill.

    9 pieces are torn from the spell document and fly towards heaven.

    That created a large circle and built a hole in the dimension.

    Beyond that lies the world of stars.

    It summoned meteorites from the endless world and merged with the unleashed "Flareburst," in the first tier of the Undermaids.

    Heat-wrapped meteorite.

    That''s the Nieken Laram, colliding straight from the front.

    A giant tree flashed all the way to heaven, exploding at the tip of his sight. Despite its considerable distance, it is likely to be flown by shock waves, causing hot air to dry cold sweat.

    Immediately after, the silence to visit.

    Acorns have a bitter laugh.

    "Really, why am I here?

    My real name, I moaned.

    But no one answered that question. Nobody.

 578 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode VII

    Niekenlalam, the son of the demon tree, is the Lord of the first layer of the Undermaids, as a pillar of the demons (Demon Lord).

    Two miracles combined, one violence knocked him down and a handful of all-purpose catalysts (regs) came down under his feet.

    Immediately after that.

    "Return or proceed..."

    Two doors appeared in front of the Yuts.

    This was also a phenomenon that Yut and Akane did not know. But beyond the door, you can see the ascending and descending stairs, respectively. I know what that means.

    "That''s it for the rate"

    "Right. I''m tired, so let''s go home. Well, I didn''t do anything..."

    When I return, I await the task of reporting this event today to the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). Still, it should be noted that the true name with mental fatigue endorsed letting go.

    "Hmmm..."

    But Yut was different.

    We compare the two doors while collecting Nieken Lalam''s universal catalyst (residual) in an infinitely stored bag that is part of the equipment.

    What''s bothering me is the acorns.

    Acorn''s ability as a bard (Bird) could be confirmed to some extent. However, his childhood friend''s student notebook also mentioned him as Bishop A-Rank (Bishop) (Riya).

    We haven''t been able to confirm this capability.

    I have a powerful ally named Jonah, and I thought...

    "Brave man, what is it?

    "No, it''s nothing. Let''s go home."

    Staring at Acorn''s face from the front, Yut shook his neck to the side.

    The colour of fatigue was all over the expression...... not that. Even with Nieken Lalam blowing up, Acorn looked as usual because it was unrealistic.

    But it''s not the first time I''ve explored the dungeon, but it''s the first time I''ve participated in combat. Though I take care of it, I can''t be tired.

    Ask him in person and he''ll say he can still go, but Yut chose to return.

    I can still go, but it''s not safe anymore.

    of the dungeon. No, it''s the hearts and minds of the adventurers.

    "Thank you, Jonah...... No, Dr. Yona."

    "Yona''s fine."

    "Are you sure?

    Rather than the excitement of battle, I used to call it in the usual situation of battle, but Jonah accepted it.

    What a state of mind can''t be expected from the girl in the albino on the poker face. However, I''m sure that would be more helpful.

    "I keep calling you Dr. Yona."

    "You never called me."

    Acorns are always like this when they are Yona-related, so they should be left alone.

    "Let''s go. Now, let''s go."

    Sensitively perceiving the air, his real name took the lead and began walking towards the gate of return.

    It looks normal, but I''m not going to stop. Such a pace.

    I feel like I''m forgetting something... while Yut followed his true name.

    Going up the stairs door.

    A moment of intoxication.

    There was no feeling of going up the stairs, but the move was exchanged.

    "You''re home!

    In that evidence, the next moment, the great sage of work clothes was in front of him.

    It was the presence of Vainamarinen that Yut had forgotten.

    Up of a bald old man in good physical shape.

    "Back there, all of a sudden, Mr. Jii, this is usually an injury case."

    "What are you saying to the Great Sage?!?"

    I blued my face to the problem statement and my real name screamed.

    But the parties, they don''t care at all.

    "I''ll tell you what. You destroyed the weakest demons that way."

    "Oh...... Well, that''s my first try, and I''ll try to keep my eyes peeled next time."

    "Good if you know what I mean!

    Vainamarinen, the great sage who laughed hahahahahahaha, walks away. Apparently, I was curious to hear Yut''s answer.

    Once again, he takes his gaze off the great sage in his work clothes, who became the watchman of the door, and Yut bows his head to Jonah and his real name.

    "Again, thank you, Jonah, my real name. Thanks to you, I''ve learned a lot."

    "Because I''m a teacher"

    "Um, there are some aspects of me that are bad, but, you know, really..."

    Jonah is light. I wonder what my real name is.

    Still, I accepted Yut''s apology.

    "Brave man, we''re done for the day, right?

    "Right. I might have a reflection at home..."

    Since then, doubts have arisen as to whether my house is in its original place.

    In this world, it was not surprising that there was nothing like a student dorm.

    I can''t ask you exactly where your home is. Is it in the student notebook?

    "Sempai, would you like to redeem the Universal Catalyst (Regal)?

    "Want to go buy?

    Neither his true name just brought in, nor Jonah of the rate, is going to demand a share at all.

    Totally bona fide offer.

    But neither Yut nor Akane can keep up with their understanding of the term redemption or purchasing.

    They looked at each other and said, "What do we do?" "What do we do?" and consult with eyes.

    ... but the proposal can''t come to mind any time soon.

    "I thought I''d keep it as a catalyst for the spell..."

    Still, it was nothing but survival that managed to twist out the excuses.

    "Still, it''s the first time Sempai''s been in our undermaids, isn''t it? I don''t think there''s any harm in just purchasing it."

    "Some delicious things"

    "Right. Because of this, and why don''t you go check it out with me?

    "Right. Because of you."

    A couple of childhood friends made eye contact, while we talked.

    No way, I don''t imagine my real name, such as being confused by the preliminary things of redemption and purchasing.

    "Well, let''s go"

    "Go."

    "Yeah. Purchasing, looking forward. Enjoy!"

    That''s what happened.

    Arriving at the forefront of his real name, the purchasing department was of an unimaginable size from the words.

    There is a dedicated building, not a corner of the school building, etc., which is no different from a small shopping centre.

    The store was clean and bright, and of course, it was not a store with high laying and formatting.

    When the yuts stand in front of the automatic door, the clerk who just took the street greets them with ease.

    "Welcome"

    "... is that what you came for"

    "Mr. Regina......"

    It was Regina Niebes who welcomed the Yuts at the entrance.

    A beautiful woman with healthy slightly burnt skin and luxurious blonde hair attracted her attention, leaping to one of the best chambers of commerce in Hardenturm, the shipping city of the Duke of Istas.

    Especially for Acorn, he is a friend as well as an important and trusted business partner.

    Such was her purchasing sister in slim jeans on a plain apron.

    "Magic medicine (potion) is also arriving a lot of new. If you don''t mind."

    Totally, she was a purchasing sister.

    With a name tag on the apron, there is no particular response, even if Acorn, who will meet for the first time in this world, calls his name.

    "Oh, you know. Redeem Universal Catalyst (Residual) ¡­"

    "I understand. This way, please."

    "Sempai, we''re looking at the product appropriately"

    My real name went with Jonah, and Yut and Akane had to head to the counter about after Regina.

    "Forbidden, this world."

    "Right. When I get back, I need to give Regina some denim."

    While we''re talking about not engaging in a whisper, we get to the corner where it says buyout counter.

    "How much would you like to buy today?"

    I realize that I don''t know anything about the size, quality, or amount of universal catalysts (regs).

    "This was my first dive into the undermaids over here, so I''d like to have them appraised first..."

    "Is that what happened? Accepted."

    Yuut took out the bag of infinite storage as he lowered his back to a chair that seemed to be in the appliance mass retailer alongside Acorn.

    And punch all the universal catalysts (reguals).

    On the counter were stacked countless universal catalysts (regs) and huge universal catalysts (regs) left behind by Niekenlalam.

    "I''m not redeeming them all, but for now, just estimates...... what?

    "No. It was an unlikely first time amount..."

    The rigidity solved Regina explained why, but of course, not just the amount.

    Anyone who calls himself a beginner will be surprised if he brings in the all-purpose catalyst (reg) of the Lord of the Hierarchy.

    Here, Regina remembered that Yona was with her.

    He must be a special student, too. That''s like Valtrude, the student chairman, and Verga, the wind discipline commissioner.

    "Maybe you are the rumored Master Yut Amaxa?

    "It''s a rumor."

    "So your pretty one is better Acorn Miki!?"

    Master, stop it.

    "... excuse me"

    Regina bowed her head to Acorn, who did not deny it when it came to the beautiful one. High-ranked adventurer students are important customers of the purchasing department. You can''t cause trouble.

    "Well, I''d like an appraisal."

    Please wait a moment.

    The large tray provided on the back of the counter was used to carry the all-purpose catalyst (register) back by a few people.

    Pretty used to it, a tight job gesture.

    Yut is impressed that Regina is Regina in this world as well.

    "Purchasing, that one. You were an adventurer''s guild."

    "Can''t you even say that..."

    Yuut nodded as he remembered the draft of the Adventurer Guild, which he was working out with Larsia and Acorn.

    Indeed, the purchase of treasures was scheduled as one of the features.

    "''Cause you were surprised at the number of new crusade proof sites."

    "I don''t know that."

    Stay put, wait 5 minutes.

    Regina returns with her surprise sealed in a smile.

    "The Universal Catalyst (Residual) totals 58,210 points, starting from 100 points, which can be deposited into the card. If you don''t have it, we''ll make it together."

    He called his real name a cash changeover, but instead of being paid in cash, he converts it to a point. Is it because cash has more use, but it also comes out impossible in various respects, such as taxes?

    Anyway, there''s no other choice.

    "Zhuyin, what do we do? Divide?"

    "Fine. With one of the brave men."

    "Understood."

    In creating the Purchasing Card, Regina took out a form stating the required information.

    "Points can only be used in purchasing. Exchange for cash is also prohibited. Are you sure?

    "Yes, no problem"

    Otherwise, Yut fills out the paperwork listening to the detailed precautions. Acorn has a small suspicion that this might have been a hassle.

    "Then redeem 50,000 points and the rest will be on the spell catalyst"

    "Yes, sir."

    At the end of the day, making sure there was no miswriting, Yut submitted the form to Regina.

    Regina also checks for deficiencies.

    There seemed to be no problem.

    "Oh. How much will the fee be?

    "I don''t have it"

    "Bye..."

    Fees and other extra expenses. I know you don''t want to pay...... but the service isn''t just either. There should be rewards commensurate with that.

    "For that matter, if you buy it"

    "I see."

    Unlike normal for-profit companies, it is the purchasing department that backs up the undermaze strategy. Sometimes points can only be used in purchasing, and I guess I make up for it elsewhere.

    Then Yut didn''t complain either.

    "There were no problems with the description. Please allow a few moments for issuance. I''ll call you on the air, so if you don''t mind, check out the store and wait."

    "I will."

    Gently bow your head and then stand up and look around the store.

    The ground floor alone is quite large, but there seems to be upstairs and underground as well.

    First, move to the wall, and the two of us will check the guidance drawings.

    "The ground floor is weapons and protective equipment. Other gear upstairs, food in the basement."

    "If you don''t think about what''s lined up, it''s like a department store or a discount store"

    Yut and Akane decided to take a proper look around the ground floor because I could also feel less away from it, even though it would take a broadcast.

    There are no modern weapons such as guns. Long swords (long swords), crossbows, shields and metal armor.

    Without falsifying the guidance diagram of weapons and protective equipment, various pieces of equipment were decorated by separating corners for each type.

    Yut stares at it with seemingly complicated eyes.

    "Brave man, what''s wrong?

    "No, it''s nothing. You look great, Regina."

    "That''s for sure"

    To Acorn, who smiled and agreed, Yut caressed his chest down with relief.

    I didn''t lie, but I didn''t even keep the truth in my mouth.

    Under bright artificial lighting, the weapons to be displayed.

    It was surprisingly tame and that''s why it was a chunk of discomfort for Yut. Now, I know I can''t help but care...

    I have to switch.

    "By the way, I can usually take this? I wonder what''s going on with security."

    "Well, you''re doing something good"

    "For example?"

    "When we make a scene here, Val and Verga fight each other out and try to prosecute the killer or something"

    "It''s too full..."

    If you don''t do something weird, that''s fine. There is no particular problem.

    "First of all, I just want to make sure what I can buy for 50,000 points..."

    The question turned out to some extent to be looking around at the product.

    "Mostly, it feels like one gold coin over there equals one point."

    Just 50,000 points of Rapier, Yut said with a view.

    Rapier of Awareness.

    There is also a powerful demonization on the offensive side, but it is not the only one.

    If a hostile subject approaches a radius of 20 meters, the blade has the unacceptable effect of vibrating and informing me.

    I didn''t buy Rapier because nobody uses it, but I''ve seen it in Folio-Folina before.

    The amount is 50,000 pieces of gold.

    I can''t conclude without looking at magic equipment (magic items) on other floors, but I''m sure it''s a rough guide.

    "It''s easy to understand."

    "Damn, who decided"

    armor. They whispered at each other again as they moved to a lightweight corner of protective clothing (claus armor).

    There are no other guests because it''s halfway time, and it looks like my real name and Jonah are on another floor, but I''ve never been over cautious.

    "By the way, what about protective equipment? If you''re around here, you can wear it normally.

    "I think so..."

    Designed to resemble military uniforms, that''s the kind of protective clothing (claus armor) that seems more suited to the stage of opera than a dungeon.

    While subtly distancing himself from the magic appliance (magic item) recommended by Yut, Akane gives Nan an indescribable look.

    "If it''s that garment on Rapier, does it feel absolutely destiny apocalypse or stalate?

    "I don''t know, but I get it"

    The point is that it looks costly and embarrassing.

    However, it turns out that Yut, who has been dating for a long time, never hates it.

    Now, that''s enough.

    With which forces? Or I don''t know if I won''t put it together, but the party configuration changes the gear I need.

    If necessary, put it on even if you don''t like it. That''s all.

    "Something tells me I''m evil from a brave man..."

    "Ah, Sempai. Have you finished redeeming?

    "I''m just getting my cards made right now."

    Looking back, my real name and Jonah were taking me closer. It''s like being a neighbor''s sister and a toddler.

    Did you buy anything in particular? Neither of us has a product in our hands.

    "Something, it''s a little over 50,000, so I''ll give you something to thank you for."

    When I heard the point of 50,000, my real name changed a bit, but I recall that there was the all-purpose catalyst (Reg.) of Niekenlalam.

    "It''s also rude to shy away from weird. Then can I have one magic potion?

    "Oh. Don''t hesitate to pick one you like. Whatever. You can put two or three together."

    "So is Dr. Jonah."

    Acorn told me it was faceless, but the glow of red eyes had betrayed my expression.

    "Oh. What do you want with Yona?

    "Crab."

    "Crab?"

    "Tarabagani"

    "Tarabagani"

    "Three."

    "One at a time?

    Alcia and Valtrude were Jonah''s sisters. Yuut''s question while remembering such a setting.

    "Yes."

    As usual.

    There''s nothing different about expression and voice color.

    But to the extent that Yut and Akane can tell, the albino girl who hangs out.

    "If I stay, Arcia will make me lunch tomorrow. Hem it to Ren too"

    Yona''s best friend. A hall elf girl who became an insurer in white in this world.

    Imagining lunchtime for the two, Acorn held his chest down and knelt.

    "Brave man, tell your father. Zhu Yan said he grew up and died as you taught him."

    "So, what are you doing?!?"

    "Because Dr. Yona is cute. Aren''t you too cute?

    "No, um... I''m sorry."

    My true name that I can''t keep up with Nori bows my head from the bottom of my heart looking sorry.

    Behind that, the broadcast calling Yut began to flow.

 579 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode VIII

    "When I get home, there''s Verga... there''s no way, is there?

    "It is...... I can''t tell you there never will be."

    Acorn failed to laugh off too much thought as he stepped out of the elevator of his familiar home apartment.

    I don''t think normally. Impossible.

    But that red-haired empress is not normal. Decent is about a man''s hobby. Although annoying.

    "How can you explain that to your father and mother?"

    "Just like that?

    "What are we going to do with the reverse guile and build an ice castle? Damn, I guess being transferred once just annoys me..."

    The student notebook has a proper home address, and Yut and Akane have the same apartment. I mean, when I was on Earth, the original house was described.

    I half-expected the existence of the student dormitory because it didn''t come out at all, but we were both relieved.

    I managed to survive a tumultuous day. Hopefully, no, truthfully, I want normal time with my family.

    Specifically, I want to make contact with Colo.

    "Well, that''s just the crazy empress... there won''t be a crazy commissioner..."

    "Are you ready for Larsia?"

    Yut exhaled gently as he walked side by side in the outer hallway to the front door.

    A little more than the worst.

    It''s always too humbling to assume the worst through pessimism, or not good to be alert. It''s best to prepare for this.

    That''s what I thought.

    "Hey, Zhuyin"

    "Hey, brave man"

    "I don''t think you''re mistaken."

    "I don''t think you''re hallucinating."

    Two people who grew up in each other''s houses next to apartments. Naturally, you can''t even get the house in the wrong place.

    But suppose the structure had fundamentally changed.

    That will have to stand in front of the door, which has become one.

    "The house is together..."

    "You are..."

    That''s right.

    The two dwellings had been remodeled into one, with only one front door. The plaque is also renamed "Heavenly Grass and Miki".

    I didn''t even get the wrong room.

    "Koyatsuzu, hahahaha"

    "hahahaha"

    I had no choice but to give him a dry smile to meet his face, but Yut quickly regained his calm. He is the archmage who has survived numerous training courses. Different mindset.

    "Well, you''re not so different when you''re living in a castle."

    "Right. Anyway, the rooms are separate, right? I don''t mind if I join you."

    The key to the house that was left in my pocket - and I opened the auto lock with this - unlocks it and opens the door with chatter.

    The temptation to make contact with your dog prevailed over surprise and confusion.

    "I''m home."

    "Ma ~"

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

    As Yut opened the front door, Colo rushed over. No, in time, earlier than that?

    Back to back with the cute Pomeranian look, it''s quick. I jump in with that momentum.

    "Ahhh. I''m home. I don''t know, it''s been super long..."

    Kneeling in and taking the progression of the colo, Yuut embraces the uniform without hating the hairs on it. The hairy hair, the temperature, the shaking tail. Relax the stiffness in your heart.

    Acorn stares with a blended look of cheer and flattery.

    That''s how I did it, from the back of the apartment, I heard footsteps.

    Either parent. Probably a loyal of Acorn''s father, often at home.

    "Welcome home, Master Yut, Master Akane"

    - The anticipation was completely betrayed.

    "Mr. Kagra......"

    Dragon Man (Draconut) witch. A glossy brunette beauty stood wearing Japanese-style maid clothes such as a white apron on her shaker.

    As a matter of course. to the house of Yut and Akane.

    It looks too good for me, and I don''t have a voice.

    Coro licks a puffy yuut cheek with a pepper.

    Acorns, too, thought was freezing. Nursing teaching ren in white, sister regina in apron and slim jeans purchasing. And a sum made kagra.

    Whatever it was, it was over tolerance.

    They both behave too suspiciously, and Kagra leans his neck surprisingly.

    "... did you both have anything at school?

    "There was, or are you saying it''s happening in a progressive fashion right now?

    "No, it''s okay. Nothing, sir."

    "Is it Master Left?"

    I guess I didn''t completely believe it, but Kagra was firmly aware that her own husband was a translation.

    And also that my job is to heal them.

    "Dinner is ready. Get dressed and go to the dining room."

    Without pursuing it deeply, he took the colo and went back to the living room. Late, Yut and Akane also take off their shoes.

    The structure is different from the one I remember saying, but the room has a name plate - "YUTO" and "AKANE" and pop typeface objects - which was helpful.

    Put your hands on the door of that room, and in that state the two face to face twinkle.

    "Mr. Kagra..."

    "Housekeeper...... no, maid......"

    Really, it was no different than when I lived in a castle fortress in Falve.

    "I refrain from doing so in my own room, please call me if I can help you"

    "Oh, yes."

    A courtesy, the Japanese-made kagra closed the living room door.

    And then, Yut and Akane. And the heavenly grass family''s dog, Colo, is left behind. Besides, Colo is lying on his back in the corner of the living room and sleeping.

    Acorn stuck it in the dining table while putting it in the corner of his sight.

    "At the end of the day, they planted a bomb."

    "Right..."

    "I''m glad you cooked for me."

    Kagra''s food was delicious.

    Plump cooked rice. Bream sashimi and seaweed. And boiled in Tsukima.

    Sashimi is one of the decent dishes. The way it is cut makes the flavor change easily.

    In that sense, even modestly, it was great.

    The simmering in Tsukima is also well seasoned, and honestly, there''s not enough rice.

    After-dinner coffee is also a quality that satisfies Yut. To be clear, there''s no other way.

    "But both work abroad is...... Or was it overseas?"

    "Actually, if this is a city reproduced on a quantum computer, and it doesn''t exist outside in the first place or something, isn''t there?

    "Don''t mix me up until SF, even though I''m full of fantasy alone"

    Anyway, both the Heavenly Grass and Miki families are absent.

    I am also anxious to leave my child alone. Plus, I hired a housekeeper because it made sense to ask me to take care of my dog.

    That was Kagra.

    There is no contradiction. Except for the part where existence itself is strange, there''s no problem.

    "But it is, isn''t it? I should have guessed my parents weren''t around."

    "Exactly, isn''t that too much of a leap?

    In response to questioning Yuut, Akane holds her index finger up and swings sideways with a tiny tongue.

    "Okay, brave man?

    "What the fuck?"

    "The protagonists have a lot of secrets, battles, injuries, and unidentified enemies."

    "Oh, yeah."

    Every man is the protagonist of his own life.

    That''s the size of the subject, and Yut accepted Akane''s words. If we don''t, we won''t move on.

    "And yet, if you had parents at home, readers and viewers would say, ''It''s getting late, but aren''t parents worried?'' Or ''If you get hurt like this, my family will definitely call you back''. You know?"

    I understand the logic.

    But I didn''t understand enough to pinch my mouth.

    "In other words, the protagonist is inevitably, what makes him live alone so that the reader doesn''t get caught up in the extra part. It''s hard to expand living together."

    "Are you a reader..."

    Claims from a high dimensional perspective.

    It was an idea not found in Yut, and it could have been a hint to do something about this dream world.

    I can''t think of a way to make use of it right away.

    "In short, in this crazy world, it''s not surprising that a development that follows that Zhuyin theory occurs. Is that what you''re trying to say?

    "Yes, yes. There''s nothing to wander about."

    Normally, it''s an anomaly, but if you change your perspective, it''s a natural development.

    Acorn comforts Yut.

    "Even if it was under one roof with Japanese-made Kagra!

    "I''m glad the roof of Falve''s fortress was huge."

    Subtle as to whether you were really willing to comfort me, but aside from that.

    "By the way, did you get a killer star or something?

    All I know is that you don''t seem to be malicious.

    "Even though there''s such a wind discipline committee?

    "Even with such a wind discipline committee"

    Such a wind discipline committee, but for now, I don''t appeal to direct violence. Besides, I would hand it to Yut, but he had little approach to acorns.

    You haven''t done what you hate the most, so you can assume it''s not malicious.

    "Only, at the moment,"

    "Maybe you''re just making a place and leaving it and having fun?

    "Like Verga then..."

    "If so, does that mean they thought it would be more fun to target me than Val or Alcia..."

    The doubts are endless.

    But there''s no answer at the moment either.

    "Well, the spell is normal, so it has to be good"

    "Until me, I became a character singing and fighting. If it was on the air, they''d suddenly sing."

    There''s nothing but a bard.

    ... but Acorn won''t be convinced. So Yut changes the subject.

    "Well, now I guess we should give top priority to attacking the undermaids and reaching Obelisk"

    "Right. There''s no other clue."

    You think you''re gonna make a wish or rewrite reality?

    It seems to matter how much.

    Assuming there''s a creator of this world, I don''t think it''s irrelevant.

    "But promise me one thing"

    In the end, dive into the dungeon.

    Even as acorns, I have no objection there. I was overwhelmed with a lot of things, but I didn''t hate it. I''m not saying it''s fun because I''m careless.

    That''s why I have something to tell you.

    "Dungeon attack, don''t exclude me"

    "Zhuyin..."

    "Okay? Absolutely."

    Yut, too, decided to be ready.

    "I get it. My side is the safest place in the world."

    "... brave man"

    Akane staring at Yut with her hot eyes opens her mouth in embarrassment.

    "One More Prize Because I Record"

    "This is a limited edition"

    "How much? How much do I charge to be constant!?"

    Forget that.

    "But even if it''s a dungeon attack, it''s Verga."

    The goal was set.

    I''m ready.

    But before that, the high walls stood. There''s a wall that''s unlikely to climb through like a hurdle.

    "Verga, Verga..."

    In sailor clothes, the red-haired empress.

    I don''t feel like scratching even though I shouldn''t have to think about it. Perhaps it is because of its own misery.

    "Fighting for the brave, what do you think will be done or what will happen?

    "Ask Larsia"

    "I think that''s a flag that''s gonna be more interesting."

    "When I wake up asleep, I wonder if I''ll be back in my old world..."

    But that aspiration will never come true.

    On the contrary, the sudden ringing of the intercom caused a splash on the spot.

    "Dear Yut, Acorn. Someone said we were friends."

    "Friends? Larsia?

    Kagra, who went out the front door, returns to the living room to report, but I don''t have any other idea. Around being a friend on purpose, Yut was sure...

    "She was a woman, and she wore a uniform on her red hair -"

    "Verga!?"

    rises up with a sound of a scream, and faces the acorn.

    Surprisingly, I even forget to breathe for a while.

    "Khun?"

    The sleeping colo woke up peeling and rang in a strange voice.

 580 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode IX

    "Master Yut."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Master Yut."

    "Ha!?"

    "Are you sure you want to come up?

    "... Yes"

    Redhead empress - now chairman of the wind discipline committee - Verga.

    I''m not the one who can honestly say I want to see you, but if I don''t, I won''t see you. You''ll come up on your own. Besides, it could be detrimental if we don''t meet.

    If so, I had no choice but to ask Kagra for guidance.

    And the most troublesome thing...

    "That''s it, right? I don''t want to see you, but I have to see you."

    "Besides, you''re laughing with a perfect understanding of that grid. Definitely."

    - It would all be a matter of calculating and acting.

    "I missed you, son-in-law."

    Less than a few minutes, Yut and Akane. And Verga showed up in the living room where Colo waited. Kagra gives a slight look to the designation ''Son-in-law'', but that''s also for a moment.

    I don''t say anything, I go back to my room.

    Looks like he was going to get us some coffee, but he''s dressed as a priority.

    Yut had no choice but to have a dry laugh.

    "Son-in-law," etc., and when a call comes up that I''ve only heard of in the epoch or so, it''s decided surprisingly.

    You just decide not to ask me, and I have to thank you. She was a housekeeper who could. Next time, you should look at some souvenirs in purchasing.

    I didn''t even know Yut''s thoughts like that, and Verga looked around funny.

    This is my son-in-law''s house.

    "It''s my house with Yut, to be exact."

    "No, you''re one parent or the other."

    Yut''s exact. But I don''t make acorns or verga a one-stop shop, such as boring pointers. In the spacious apartment living room, the proxies of the evil demigod and the beauty god confront each other.

    "Grrrrrrrr"

    There was another toothed being there.

    There''s a colo that raises a low groan, opens its eyes to a glass, and literally squeezes out its fangs.

    "Guan! Guan! Guan!

    "Oh, a nostalgic colo is rare"

    "Huh. I don''t even care about that."

    "Enemies and allies, you know exactly what I mean. You look like the owner. Oh, ho, ho."

    "Knock."

    Unusual.

    Very rarely, Verga is dull.

    Word that only acorn malice, resembling the owner. They had something there to think about.

    The fact that the other person is a small and adorable Pomeranian also applauds it.

    "Is it because you''re unfamiliar? If you get used to it a little, you''ll have no problems."

    "I don''t know. I''ve been with you since I was a kid, so I don''t know. Ah. When I was a kid, it was a double meeting between me and Colo."

    "Colo, calm down a little"

    I can''t go on like this.

    Yut held his dog from behind and moved to the living room table as if to abandon him even as a child.

    "Let''s get right to it. Let''s ask you something."

    "Without such a forethought, my concubine and my son-in-law shall not be a long encounter."

    "... I hate to admit it, but you do"

    "Sometimes understanding is lonely."

    She gave a slutty laugh at the back of her throat and Verga crawled her fingers on her glossy, lewd lips.

    Meanwhile, Yut was holding the corn, stroking his head and back.

    "... you''re not gonna be a serial."

    "If we averaged it, wouldn''t it just get better?

    Would a cat have still looked like the boss of an evil organization? No, that''s Larsia''s responsibility. It''s not even Verga.

    "Rather than talk about it, I guess. My son-in-law wants to make sure."

    "You couldn''t have done it tomorrow."

    "Because it''s something we should talk about without turning in the others."

    "No, because I''m with you"

    Acorns intimidate you with their eyes and words if you can''t let them alone. As if I agreed, Colo could roar as well.

    Verga, completely paced back, turns her red hair up to burn ignoring the acorns.

    "I told you I would fight for my son-in-law."

    "Is that a certainty?"

    "My son-in-law himself wondered what he wanted to do."

    totally dodged,

    Verga stares at Yuut with an intriguing and lewd gaze.

    I mean, as usual.

    "What do you want to do? Me?"

    Meanwhile, Yut accidentally looked at Akane and her face. Colo twists his neck with me.

    I don''t know how many times today, but among other things, this confusion would be the biggest.

    "I can''t believe there''s going to be a development where the will of a brave man is respected..."

    "Even Zhu Yan thought it was like that..."

    "''Cause?

    If you string your past memories together, you''ll feel that way with nature.

    "Without hope, there will be a battle as planned by the right arm of the concubine..."

    "Right arm? Could it be Larsia?"

    Verga smiled slutty as usual and nodded quietly.

    "Larsia''s... Verga''s... right arm..."

    I knew it. I know.

    But in short, it was nothing but a nightmare. Yut''s brain Larsia is laughing.

    "The concubine''s right arm is here."

    So, from above the sailor clothes, Verga touches her own right arm gently.

    "If you have to, you''re willing to cut it off..."

    Rather, that''s more horrible. Larsia, too, must know a hundred that Verga thinks so.

    So on the surface, we work together, so it sucks. I can''t help it.

    "Well, I''m Larsia. So, I don''t care if they cut me off,"

    "Mm-hmm. Let''s get back to it. What does your son-in-law want?

    "Too abstract"

    Vigilant and Yut thrust, but that only allows further steps from Verga.

    "What does the Son-in-law want to do with this world? That''s what I''m asking."

    "... ugh."

    Neither Yut, nor Acorn could say anything. A clich¨¦ is exactly this.

    No way, does Verga have a Brewers memory, too? Was it camouflage to hide it, as did Commissioner Kazaki and other sailor clothes that looked oddly on you?

    "... do you remember"

    "None."

    Too lewd to say teasing, Verga made me deny it.

    "But that means that my son-in-law has memories of another world. Is that what''s gonna happen?

    Redhead wind discipline chairman smiling at sluts and taking Yut''s words backwards.

    "I wanted to get hit..."

    Yuut reclining with a colo in his arms.

    The word failure grows and flies around my head.

    That''s the same for acorns.

    Verga thought it was possible, and he got stuck.

    "The concubine does not find the present situation odd. No contradictions, no suspicions, consistent at the end. The world is, originally, like this."

    The perception remains the same¡­ and Verga continues with a beat.

    But my son-in-law was different.

    Observe Yut''s words and attitudes, feel uncomfortable, and guess.

    I just made a confirmation.

    I wanted to check, like I said.

    "I''m here, too?

    "You will only be attached to my son-in-law"

    "Well, no. I can''t believe I belong to a brave man."

    "Don''t provoke me. I belong to Zhuyin."

    Needless to say, Valtrude and Arcia have doubts about the world that even Vainamarinen would not have noticed.

    "I just didn''t say it because no one would believe me, I wasn''t hiding it...... What is this?"

    Besides, Verga went and hit in just two encounters.

    "I mean, it''s like a stalker and I pull it off a little..."

    "That''s all it means that the concubine loves her son-in-law"

    "Unfortunately, I never doubted it from the beginning..."

    Really. Unfortunately from the bottom of my heart. How good would it have been if it had been the kind of beauty bureau?

    In reality, Verga, with her hands on Yut, has received a painful counterattack from Valtrude.

    "Does that mean that my son-in-law''s wish is to return to the original world?

    "Oh, yeah. Do you need an explanation of what the world was like?

    "No need. I haven''t been able to get my son-in-law, it''s not good to hear about my poor concubine."

    Just now, the evil demigod cut himself off.

    I even feel refreshed about that attitude.

    That was nothing more than proof that she was a red-haired empress.

    "Then I decided what my concubine would do."

    "Right. Then this is where we want to be."

    It was also to be hostile here.

    In that case, there will be no more joking events such as the Yut Battle.

    Exactly what I want.

    "Oh, I didn''t know my son-in-law would want it."

    "Is that it? The story''s screwed."

    Where you want it.

    That was supposed to happen, but the clouds changed. No, you just didn''t realize the storm was coming.

    "This means that if you get a son-in-law, you will have a woman."

    "Why does that happen!

    "Canuck! Canuck! Canuck!"

    Yut and the colo held in his chest can roar, but the evil demigod will not move.

    "Take your son-in-law into the wind discipline commissioner, suppress the student union and the coalition of ministry activities, and delay the undermaids offense forever. Now the son-in-law belongs to the concubine permanently?

    "That''s not just a bad end route..."

    I watched silently - rather than not pinching my mouth - the acorn sighs deeply.

    Speaking of which, I recall having a priori who tried to abduct and imprison Yut.

    I was pitifully trumpeting myself, but it didn''t change what I was doing.

    "Nevertheless, just wielding power causes an extra backlash"

    "You''re not compromising at the point where you don''t stop saying that."

    "We will fight for the Son-in-law as planned, and we will have to let them get away with it."

    "That''s simply to prevent an alliance between the Student Union and the Federation of Department Activities."

    "Well. The right arm of the concubine seems to think of something."

    I''ll leave the details to my men.

    Showing off the vessels of the emperor, the red-haired wind discipline committee chairman had a slutty smile that could be seen even by acorns.

    "Well, look forward to tomorrow."

    Declared so, Verga takes a seat.

    And without ever looking back, he left.

    "Isn''t this what I should be in a brave fight for?

    "I don''t know what format it''s going to be, so it''s... no"

    Exactly. I just tried to shake my head saying that was unacceptable, and I come to the thought of a possibility.

    "The plan is Larsia."

    "... right"

    Triple and four bars.

    Which is an interesting development. At least, how Larsia will judge.

    That was too self-evident.

 581 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode X

    "Exactly, when I fell asleep and woke up, it all came back to normal... there was no such thing as"

    "I wish that had happened... You''re too halfway there for a dream."

    When it was only a joke, Yut kicked a stone rolling down the road to school.

    There was a lot going on. Really, the day after everything happened.

    Nothing convenient happened, and Yut and Akane, both of whom ate Kagra''s breakfast, were walking down the road to school.

    But its footprint is surprisingly light.

    "Speaking of which, it''s been a long time since you and the brave man went to school together, hasn''t it?

    "Right...... that?

    With a nod, Yut thought of it. At the same time, the signal of the goer turned red, slowing down the walk.

    "When you were in high school, you never did, did you?

    "Oh, did I?

    "Ever since Zhu Yan made his high school debut, he''s kept his distance."

    "High School Debate No Say"

    Good thing the sidewalk turned red, Acorn kicks Yut''s foot with his toes.

    While accepting that, Yut did not reflect in particular. There were times when we went home together, but it''s true that we never went to school together.

    Even in middle school, Yut didn''t have the time right because he had morning practice for the football club, and even after he was injured, he didn''t like being followed the other way around and avoided it.

    On second thought......

    "Not since elementary school...?

    "Come on. This isn''t a reunion childhood friend."

    "Do you have a childhood friend or a type?"

    Not so much. Yut, on the contrary, was impressed.

    "Well, we can do it now instead, okay?"

    "Sure, it''s a nasty dream, but maybe I can thank you for being able to live in school with a brave man in uniform again."

    The signal turned blue.

    Akane walking next door smiled.

    When it came to real age, neither of us deliberately touched it. Considering that, it fits into Dotsubo, and Valtrude and Verga are a lot transcendent, so don''t worry, there''s Alcia.

    Don''t think deeply.

    "In the meantime, from today onwards, it sucks just me and Zhuyin dungeon...... I think I should dive into the undermaids"

    "The two of us... I''ll leave the tanks to the lions."

    "I don''t forgive you compared to Val or the old man, but I have no choice"

    "As far as I''m concerned, it doesn''t matter..."

    Acorn says, with his index finger on his tight lips.

    "Don''t you have to think about brave fights?

    "I''m thinking, it''s starting today."

    "I see. Let''s move on before that detail hardens."

    "Oh. I''ll just step to the bottom and meet Obelisk"

    If you can''t go back to the original world with a reality alteration, that''s it.

    Even if not, some progress will be made. At least, it won''t be abused by Verga.

    Yut explained his intentions as he passed the nearest convenience store to the school.

    "Think about it, it''ll only benefit you."

    "Hopefully, I wanted to combine it with Val or Seneca II..."

    "If they say it''s a battle, you can''t do it on your own."

    Making, Verga understands about Yut. No, Larsia''s in on it, so there ''ll be some wisdom from you.

    "Really, it''s hard to do..."

    "Before we dive into the dungeon, shouldn''t we settle with the Wind Discipline Commission?

    "As chairman of the New Wind Discipline Committee, we can only be celebrated."

    "Sure..."

    The only way to get rid of someone completely in this world would be to expel them in some way. And I don''t have the authority to do that to Yut.

    "Anyway, we''re gonna have to do it in the tunnel."

    "Dungeons. The rush is the source of failure."

    Yut reached school when he spoke to himself.

    Even if we had a dungeon called Undermaids, etc., or an unfamiliar school building, the area around the school gate was the same - not.

    "Hey, Zhuyin"

    "Hey, brave man"

    The childhood couple similarly stare at the end of the school gate - the center of the school yard and stop their legs.

    The reason is obvious.

    There was a ring in the school yard.

    A pipe chair is arranged around it, hissing in the audience.

    "Why is a ring (ring) when boxing and prowl rings are square?

    "They were originally circular, that one."

    "Heh."

    The two of them look at the ring in a glimpse, without even looking at each other.

    But the reality escape was that far away.

    "Yut, akane. Haven''t seen you all day!

    A familiar voice sounds from behind and the engine sound of an automobile.

    And Yut withdrew Acorn''s hand, and moved toward the corner of the road.

    As if I understood it would work that way, automobiles - sports cars slip in that the circuit looks good on me.

    Put Larsia on top.

    Besides, for some reason, I only let the upper body of my uniform fall apart.

    "You''re not a light tiger, so stay inside properly!

    "Ha ha. Thanks for the exact scratch!

    Jumping from the bonnet, Larsia unfortunately demonstrated her previous physical abilities and rode Yut''s shoulder. It''s a compulsory shoulder car.

    Since then,

    "In the end, you''re going to button up."

    "My body isn''t that cheap. That''s it for fan service."

    "Hit me..."

    That was true of Yut, no lie or falsehood.

    "You''ve come a lot better than that, prize...... not yut"

    There''s no human rights.

    "Well, not in a hurry, not in a hurry. That''s coming up."

    Exile and Ray Cruz descended from the sports car as Larsia clapped her fingers overhead.

    "Whatever Ray Cruz is, Exile''s old man will never fit in the car!

    "Amazing, human body?

    "Yut, I''m sorry."

    "Forgive me, this is also the step-in-law of the floating world"

    "... the bad news is that it''s all Larsia"

    "Uh? Shh. Shh.

    Ray Cruz and Exile grab both arms and take them all the way to the ringside.

    "Ha. Brave man!?"

    In a panic, Zhuyin followed the two of them.

    "What do you say? It''s just a long desk and a pipe chair, but there''s no atmosphere?

    "No, I''m not familiar with prowls or anything..."

    On its ringside was something like a simple live seat, as Larsia put it. Yut voluntarily sits on one of the pipe chairs and Larsia, down from her shoulder, sits next to it.

    "Mostly, that''s it. Do you forgive teachers or anything?"

    "I forgive you."

    There, Jonah in the suit showed up.

    Ahem, eating ice cream.

    "It''s been acquired, isn''t it? There are no pieces of persuasion, Jonah."

    "The expensive one, though"

    "What a immunity!?"

    "I''ll be fine. I''ll be"

    Nodding so forcefully, Jonah kicked Larsia''s foot from under the table. It''s not cute, like Acorn did to Yut.

    It''s such a strong kick that you have to describe it as a low kick.

    "Why!?"

    "When I saw him on Yut''s shoulder, I wanted to kick him"

    "Then there''s no choice."

    "Are you convinced?"

    I was convinced, so was Jonah.

    Without even looking at Larsia, he moved to another tent. Apparently for ambulance, there''s an anxious wren waiting.

    He didn''t show up in the live seat to explain to Yut, it just seemed he stumbled through on his way to the ambulance tent.

    After pressing a bottle of bribe ice cream on that len, Jonah sat in a pipe chair.

    "Ha...... Really, cute."

    "It''s not a consensual mental state, it''s just bad."

    Anyway, it was clear that there was no one on my side.

    Yut sighs, then asks Larsia next door.

    "So, what are you doing?"

    "Well done. You listened! Yes, there it is."

    That''s my best friend and Larsia spread their hands to the side.

    Yut gives a look like when a bug pops into his mouth if he''s on a bike.

    "Me too, I''ve been thinking a lot." Yuuto cult quiz, "or pulling yuuto to decide who wins," isn''t it strange that he''s more famous than his ex King Solomon, Echima Ooka of Pacri? ''Or'' yut charity auction ''. "

    "Out of Larsia''s mouth, the quarrel of the word charity."

    "Note that administrative fees will be deducted from the actual donation amount"

    "It''s a fundraiser."

    Acorn, who had heard beside him, laughed out loud at the flowing stream.

    It always passes, and I''m relieved to stick around.

    "Yes, that''s why"

    "Stop rearranging like a comic genius."

    "Well, in the end, I was wondering if it would be best to meet from the front."

    "At the end of the day, he said something like an old man from Exile..."

    Akane said, (The brave man is also a comic genius!), but I didn''t put it in my mouth. Consider your beloved.

    "So, by the delegates, the C-rank, but SSS-ranked Grand Sorcerer (Archmage) battle is - J.M.R.Y."

    Hold the microphone, Larsia declares the meeting open.

    At the same time, BGM flowed from somewhere and fireworks launched. A raging applause echoes from the audience.

    An unusual exuberance, but perhaps Larsia also combines the torso of the bet. That''s what makes me feel good about watching games.

    "I mean, not undermaids, you just do it with your bare hands...?

    "Oh, my God, Catfight?

    "It''s okay, because the clerk did it overnight around there"

    So on the ring, Larsia lightly undertook that her abilities could be demonstrated as well as those of the undermaids.

    "Oh, boy, that''s barbaric."

    "Whoa, Verga, chairman of the Wind Discipline Committee, who I suspect is actually the most disturbing. Ignore the steps over here, they''re here!

    Is that really enough suspicion?

    Yut wondered, where the wind blows Verga on the ring. Its burning red hair, dressed in sailor clothes, is demonic and slutty.

    "Nevertheless, my son-in-law must enjoy it."

    And those lewd eyes, not a ring or an opponent, were directed at Yut.

    "Are you going to win already? Then I should say," Verga, defeat. "

    "This was followed by Chairman Valtrude. From uniform, fully armed in an instant. SSS Rank Cathedral Knight (Paladin) ''s Strength is Shown in Full Sky!

    From the exact opposite corner, the leaping Valtrude.

    As Larsia said, it is equipped with a large shield integrated with a caged hand in a magical silver (Mithral) all-body armor (plate armor).

    Its bravery transcends the maiden of war, just the military god.

    And instead of the Horse Sword (White Knight), he had the God-fearing Sword, Divine Subjugator.

    Furthermore, under the ring, Arcia holds full confidence and refrains. Alcia in uniform.

    "Brave Man"

    "Zhuyin"

    Yut and Akane make eye contact.

    After the couple shared their thoughts, Acorn also ran under the ring.

    "If you two get too excited, don''t you get an unexpected backlash? Seneca thinks so."

    The earthly proxy of the Sun God, who I do not think is approximate to the battle, broke in between Valtrude and Verga.

    "The third participant is clear, quiet, fruitful, inflexible (fu). You can follow the numerous athletes, Seneca II, the witch of the Sun God!

    The kind voice of Seneca II, which heals my heart, which was a gift.

    A warning to Valtrude and Verga doesn''t change that.

    The autumnal chestnut hair, staring at the opponent with large almond-shaped eyes and stretching out to the barrel, shined even on the ring.

    "Oh, isn''t that just a jersey"

    Verga remained intact, but Seneca II had changed his outfit into a lavish coat of law. It was a heavy, clean, shiny costume with a white tone.

    "Hehe. I am the woman who recklessly broke between Val and the brave man. I''m pulling it off, but I''m gonna let you join the war."

    There, the last participant leapt out.

    "If you''re close to distance, no one can beat you. Make it a bard (Bird), proxy for the goddess of beauty and art. It''s a multi-class acorn!

    At the same time as entering the ring, Acorn''s gear changes.

    He has a lute in his free hand and a fine sword (Rapier) from his waist. Not only that, he even wore a green poncho, a wide hat with bird feathers in the same color.

    To typical Bard gear.

    "Come on, the contest will be fought in these four Battle Royals!

    "Not now, but my free will..."

    "No!

    "I knew."

    Larsia, who duly digested her promise, enters the rules description.

    "Don''t kill him, disqualify him if he falls off the ring and fails to return within 10 seconds, the attack from the ring to under the ring is NG. The rules are here."

    "Too much..."

    "In short, those who stood in the ring until the end get the right to be able to like Yut!

    "You''re just going to accompany Undermaids!?"

    Yut screams.

    But it should be taken for granted, Larsia is light through.

    "The time limit, even if it''s too long, is about 30 minutes."

    "... Zhuyin, don''t push it. But best of luck."

    "Now, let the game begin!

    At the same time Larsia''s declaration, the gong rang. At the same time, fireworks are launched again.

    "Come on, in the four corners of the ring, four beautiful girls bump each other''s gaze. Everything, to have one man in your hand."

    "Do you want to put in a live feed that enhances Hate to me, don''t you?

    "I won''t stop"

    It was a minor multiplication and was full of tension on the ring.

    Nobody moves.

    Acorn looks at what''s going on and how to get out. Verga, too, was on eagle fried whether he intended to give way to the lead.

    There is no way Valtrude can stand such tension.

    Okay, here we go.

    Fermina, the sun god.

    He took control of the vanguard of the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, who stepped in the ring with full body armor, and prayed to God whom Seneca II believed.

    "He who begets, nurtures and protects life. With the power of the Great One, we do not enlighten and reward our Lord. Here, as a rare surrogate on earth, to give us that glory -" Miracle "

    From heaven, a strip of light falls.

    Seneca II dyed his face slightly in trance and received its light all over his body.

    The coat he was wearing turns into a twelve-monolithic Japanese costume with light. Furthermore, the wings of light stretched out of his back as if they formed part of that monogarment.

    Seneca II, who lowered the power of the Sun God to himself and evolved his body to his family.

    That gaze...

    "... it''s me?

    - It was suitable for Valtrude.

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    Seneca II, who dwelled in the power of Fermina, the Sun God, and evolved into a family member.

    The twelve monolithic Japanese costumes are transformed, and the wings of light, as if they formed part of them, are heavily stirred. And the tip hit Valtrude.

    "Surprise. Fighting is a long way off."

    It was Valtrude with a look that seemed unexpected to the beauty of heaven, but bewildered for a moment. Yut had a longer look on his face.

    Calmly, cut off the tip of the Wings of Light with the Demon Sword Divine Subjugator...... but slipped through without any resistance.

    As it were, the wings of light, which became like the tip of a spear, penetrate precisely Valtrude''s heart.

    "I see. An attack of non-physical contact."

    - The wings of light, which are supposed to penetrate the physical barrier, have, however, been bounced off by the shield of magical silver (Mithral).

    Precisely, using a magical defense, granted to a large shield integrated with a cage hand.

    Immovable. Disc stone. stubborn. The Holy Virgin of Helenonia, even in this freaked out world, is unwavering.

    "I thought it was awesome... was just too desirable"

    It was Seneca II who said so, but his expression is not particularly different. Being prevented was probably within our assumptions.

    "Nevertheless, it''s a great honor to be able to cross swords with the Sun God."

    "Seneca is just a loyal servant."

    "I don''t mind. I''m getting tired of dealing with the evil demigod."

    In one word, the awareness of the audience, including Yut, turns to Verga.

    "I''m not saying that ignoring a concubine is bad... etc. I''ll do it right. I just wanted to talk to you."

    The red-haired wind discipline chairman, who had a glossy smile in the corner of the ring, progresses lewdly to the other participant without flinching the hem of his skirt.

    "Huh? Me?

    Akane, who had been distracted, pointed at herself and looked at her. The same reaction as Valtrude did when Seneca II targeted him.

    But this one is a tiger and a hamster... and Yut held his head in his heart.

    "Whoa, this is a surprise development. After all, I thought our chairman of the committee was a development that could be bogged down in a group!?"

    "Why are your men doing this? No, you don''t have to tell me. Because you make money..."

    "Yes, yes. Win-win. Win-win, win-win."

    A prize and commentary yuut smiles bitterly at Larsia playing air guitar. Really, there are no shards of reluctance. Well, Larsia and others who shy away are too disgusting.

    "The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) has one weakness¡­ No, it has a drawback"

    "Not accommodating, stubborn, evil not to be missed?

    "There is also that, but the ability to fight is specialized in dealing with the existence of evil. You might say you''re doing too much."

    "Oh, I see"

    There is conflict over Yut, but Seneca II, the earthly proxy of the Sun God, is also good.

    I''m not the one Valtrude can fully exert his power against.

    "But then, shouldn''t we add a cross spear when the student chairman and the chairman of the wind discipline committee are bumping into each other?

    "I guess that''s the best way to win..."

    It''s just a guess.

    But Yut goes on to say that he wouldn''t be wrong.

    "If we do that, can''t we maintain a coalition of ministry activities? Val... working with Chairman Valtrude is also opportunistic when it comes to opportunism"

    "I see. In addition to taking Yut away from each other, we also need to combine our appeal to the support layer. That''s tough..."

    "Don''t let the mastermind say it."

    "Go ahead."

    "Die. Plus, I guess you thought Verga would come aboard if you attacked Chairman Valtrude. And Larsia dies."

    "It''s kind of complicated. And I''m not gonna die. Not until I sat in an euthanasia chair in front of a furnace and talked back in time while my grandson surrounded me!

    Against the background of an exchange I don''t know if it''s a commentary or a comic talent, yet Seneca II moves.

    "Light Wing Raid, Shining Raid"

    An Eighth Staircase divine spell was ejected from the tip of the wing,

    A number of light bullets strike Valtrude with a curtain-like density. Exactly, an attack of light. Not only the ring, but all the way around it, is wrapped in relentless flashes.

    Seneca II unleashed the most powerful divine spell.

    Those who thought this was the end are not one or two.

    "Hmm...... Keep your eyes peeled."

    But when the light went out, a beautiful girl stood shinier than that.

    Not a scratch, not a drop of blood.

    No damage, no dirt. Speaking of reactions, I just keep my eyes peeled.

    To this, just Seneca II also opened her almond-shaped eyes wide.

    "This much?"

    "Apparently, I''m in an ineffective state of spell."

    "... Yut, are you sure?

    "No, that''s just enduring..."

    Of course, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) inflicts anti-spell resistance, but anything is not so powerful.

    In short, Valtrude is simply patient.

    When it comes to not recognizing patience as endurance, I know it can certainly be called talent......

    "Dinosaurs are dull in pain, or something like that?

    "... Verga has moved to Zhuyin''s side."

    Valtrude, who carefully identifies his opponent, and Seneca II, who cannot move.

    The focus on the ring moved to the red-haired empress and worshipper of the god of beauty.

    "Ha. You think they''re gonna take a brave man to try to bring down a mutton fish like me first?

    "I don''t know."

    "Wow. Straight."

    I don''t care what happens. I''m not going to let you get away with it.

    Acorn also thought that he would give up covering for either Seneca II or Valtrude with a curse...

    "But you can always end up with it, and you can''t be the deceased on this occasion in the first place"

    "I can''t argue with just the facts...... I can never convince you."

    While laying a fine sword (Rapier), Acorn confronts Verga in a gentle tone.

    The presence of Verga stands out, even from the acorns of women, and of the modern man. Compared with simple beauty, the armament rises to Valtrude.

    But it was overwhelmingly Verga that aroused my desire as a person.

    "But, well, fighting is not a battle."

    "What? What are you talking about making these rings?

    "Well, it wasn''t made by a concubine."

    Besides, Verga smiled sluttily.

    When Verga in sailor clothes does that, it creaks like a dream.

    "How do you welcome your son-in-law? Would that matter, too?

    "Have a brave man...?

    The tip of the fine sword (Rapier) dropped slightly to a story I didn''t think it would.

    "Because his son-in-law is a disciplined man, he obeys the outcome of the battle. Is this a mistake?

    "Well, yeah...... Stupid honesty or something like that would be nice..."

    "It''s not just the belly that''s being directed at the other person."

    "But he''s a brave man, including there."

    "Hey, yut, yut. How does it feel to be analyzed by the girls and have some kind of full-width trust?

    "Larsia, if you ask an old man from Exile, can you get rid of him?

    "Ha. I don''t think I''m the last one, sooner or later the second and third one..."

    That''s what I''m talking about.

    In the meantime, Yut decides to focus on the conversation on the ring, as they seem to be able to get rid of it.

    Are you deviating from the battle, good or bad? I just had no idea...

    "But it''s also rewarding in an unwanted environment."

    "No. How about that? Fine. Livestock physique, or better to carry it in?

    "It''s the laziness and incompetence of the employer who''s making it so."

    "Ugh. It''s supposed to be irrelevant, but I got a chest ache running"

    Valtroude flashed his face, but it wasn''t enough to create a gap. As a result, you will continue to blink your ears at Verga''s conversation with Acorn as you face Seneca II.

    "Blah, I think you''re just trying because you''re someone you like... so what are you trying to say?

    "Gu-ha."

    To Zhu Yan''s relentless analysis, Yut rammed into the live seat. Larsia doesn''t say anything either. I just have a hugely good smile on my face for the good that I haven''t been seen.

    "So far, would you know? Benefits."

    "Benefits"

    The Evil Empress ran out with a serious, lewd voice and expression.

    Acorn fell into a hazy state of attack from an unexpected direction. No, these days, they''ve also been talking about demon kings and evil organizations being more white-treated...

    "But money... if it''s the point, dungeon dive in and you get it, okay?

    "If so, you can have something beyond that"

    Acorn wondered if he would say something like the right to be able to like Verga''s body... but it wasn''t.

    "First, I''m wondering if it''s a doggie or something."

    "Doggie."

    Only this time did the brain refuse to understand.

    That''s nothing, it''s not just acorns.

    "Shit. Our chairman, too maiden......"

    "You cared, Verga. Verga..."

    Cover your mouth with both hands to surprise Larsia, Yuut remembering the sight of being barked from the colo.

    That hasn''t happened yet, and the surrounding audience hasn''t been able to react as one. It''s pompous.

    "... Shit. I didn''t know you''d forget to fight on the battlefield."

    The first to return was Valtrude. I shook my head saggily and my hair shook more valuable than the same amount of gold.

    It''s unwillingness to be pointed out to Verga, but it does make sense.

    "Then I am, and I am..."

    "Let the Senecas also vow to treat them as best they can"

    It''s stupid.

    But red-haired wind discipline committee chairman kicked the rivals in the ass.

    "He''s my son-in-law, right? Don''t hesitate to accept such acceptance."

    "Oh, well. That''s what brave people are for."

    "Zhu Yin, which side are you on?!?"

    There''s something wrong with the clouds.

    It''s also odd that they''re getting attention from the audience.

    But there''s no way Verga could have considered it.

    "Therefore, it is crucial to think, prepare and give what the Son-in-law desires"

    "I mean, what are you going to do with it..."

    "That''s what I found out. Would it be decided that you wanted to talk about the concept and make sure you felt it?

    I want to give you a gift, but I don''t know if you''d be happy to talk to me.

    When translated student-style, would this be the case?

    The only person who hasn''t noticed this translation is probably Verga himself.

    "I want to go home and go for a walk in Colo..."

    "I think that''s the place, Yut"

    Yut, who noticed, slammed into the live seat again.

    "In the first place, I feel like I don''t care about benefits or anything if Obelisk gives me a wish..."

    "Boring. Talking about Yut is boring!

    "Larsia just wants to be funny."

    "There''s nothing interesting about it. It''s my motto."

    "I''m taking old man or Ray Cruz to teach you what the sentence of resignation means"

    It''s no longer an atmosphere of combat or anything like that.

    "Huh. Shallow minds, just fools."

    "This air, what to do, really..."

    Larsia, the torso of the bet, held her head in earnest. That was quite a sight to shrink, but it''s the same with Yut who''s in trouble if he can''t clean it up.

    "Damn, if you''re going to kill me, you have to kill me properly"

    There, a presence descended that did not have the function of reading the air.

    In this world, it''s Jonah who somehow became a teacher.

    Albino''s female teacher "teleported" to the center of the ring and looked around the four participants in turn...... stopped her gaze at Verga.

    All the gaze gathered here is poured on Jonah.

    "Based on what, the concubines broke into a place of contention -"

    "No bribes"

    And spinning was an extremely straightforward point.

    "Stuffed......"

    Nor can Verga argue with this. of this world, to Verga, who became chairman of the Wind Discipline Committee.

    "Dr. Yona, I know you can''t bribe me, but what happens to this game? It''s not the air that goes on at all, is it?

    "Make it a forfeiture match with teacher authority"

    "So, tomorrow or something, start over?

    "No. Draw"

    What will happen in that case?

    Yut and Larsia looked at each other in a live seat. I never imagined Valtrude and Verga would be all set and a draw.

    Everyone and he couldn''t help but wander into a super-expansion beyond imagination.

    In these situations, Yona is strong. Absolutely strong.

    "Val, Seneca, Verga, Acorn. And Yut."

    Five people called by name stare silently at the Albino female teacher. Even Verga, honestly.

    "To throw a party for these five, as punishment"

    "Seriously......"

    In fact, Yut was the only one who put it into words, but that was what spoke for the feelings of all the people.

    And I don''t know what they''ll do if they defy... No, no one defies Jonah the more they understand.

    The battle ushered in a jade bug-colored settlement that no one would be.

    I''ve welcomed you.

    "Harlem party. Hell yeah."

    "Bandit (Rogue) Hey, what are you gonna do..."

    If you mean punishment, is that included? No, before then, wouldn''t you disband before you reach the entrance to the Undermaids?

    "Why are you trying to escape reality and attack me properly! Yut has more to worry about, doesn''t he?

    "What, there''s no ''Bandit (Rogue)? There he is, right here!'' That''s what you say, isn''t it?

    "Huh? I can''t. Absolutely not."

    I don''t feel any acting shards either. Totally natural and unparalleled rejection.

    Yut drops his shoulder when he hears that...... but he manages to come back to life thinking he would have said the same thing if he were in the opposite position.

    Then there''s one thing you can do.

    "Do we have to discuss..."

    With a more tragic look than when confronted with the helix of despair (Leliouria), Yut stared at the new party members on the ring.

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    "Well, take your time"

    Coffee, tea, green tea, mineral water, carbonated beverages. Kagra, who handled the bulk order beautifully without a single disgusting face, lowered his head deeply and left the living room.

    The Dragon Man (Draconut) witch... not the Japanese-made''s exit, Yut looks around at the guests gathered in her home living room.

    Valtrude, student chairman, dressed in a uniform.

    Verga, chairman of the Wind Discipline Commission, dressed entirely in sailor clothing.

    Seneca II, who is deliberately dressed in jersey, binds the coalition of ministry activities.

    And a moody coordinated acorn when it comes to room clothing, also matching a tank top with a stunning cardigan and wearing room pants.

    "Well..."

    The neutral area, independent of the three forces, means the house of Yut and Akane, chosen as a venue for the talks.

    Extraordinarily important figures, both in the world of dreams and in the original world, gather at the dining table.

    The number of beauties does not change when Kagra is gone. Unusual sights simmer unnoticeable feelings for Larsia inside Yut.

    But you can''t be trapped in it forever.

    Look around that face.

    "How did this happen..."

    - Yut stuck to the dining table as it was. I don''t know why. It can''t be that easy, switching.

    "Brave man, you can''t frustrate me from the start!

    She stood in the ring and something blew out. The acorn revived her childhood friend.

    It was while cutting the seal on the treat I bought at the convenience store, but never one hassle. It should be.

    "Even for me, I don''t agree."

    Valtrude nodded and turned a sharp gaze at the culprit - the red-haired wind discipline chairman.

    I don''t know what else to do.

    "In the first place, Seneca thinks it''s because you said it was a doggie takeover."

    "That, too, is something we can''t help. I can''t imagine my concubine''s heart being treated under her sleeve."

    It''s not the usual, dirty grin that ate people.

    The beauty of the evil demigod had a genuine perplexity. From Verga''s consciousness, a little something. I guess that was about the potato chips Acorn had a party.

    "Sincerely..."

    Dogging is fascinating indeed. If you have a roof because you can use it even on rainy days, you can use some of it.

    ... etc. The true meaning was carefully hidden, and Yut sipped a sip of coffee.

    With that in mind, I mouth Coke, who also requested Seneca II, who was reluctant.

    "As a schwack, sounds like champagne"

    "Damn, if it''s a sticky place, the lady''s about to wake up to junk food."

    The acorn that had opened the plant inspired chocolate confectionery became familiar.

    Leave the acorn, which seems a little unfortunate, for now, and Yut mouths his thoughts on the earlier battle.

    "I thought even if Jonah noticed, I''d ignore it and go on."

    What are you talking about?

    Even so, it was Valtrude who reacted.

    "Sister Jonah... not against what the teacher says"

    "You''re right."

    "Abominable."

    "... why is that just common sense in places like that? Especially, Verga"

    "Isn''t it because you can''t pack?

    The extremes of urbanism, but the very situation of this dream is insane. I don''t want to accept that anymore.

    The five of us will also be exploring the Undermaids.

    In the first place, strength alone can be called the finest. Chances like it came down and gushed, but an undermaze offense.

    And given your return to the original world, you can''t miss it.

    "In the meantime, shall we decide from the leader"

    Thinking of a disputed future, Yut mumbled Coro''s belly with his toes. The Pomeranian feels comfortable but stays.

    Yes. Besides the Yuts, there was also a heavenly grass family dog on this occasion. Refusing to leave, he''s falling asleep under Yut''s feet.

    Out of the way, but there''s no way Yut can get in the way when this happens. Only Verga had a look that seemed complicated, but the other members admitted to being seated lightly.

    "Leader? Shall we decide that already?

    "It''s tough to agree, but, well, yeah,"

    "If you decide, I thought it was from the name of the registered party"

    "Yeah...?

    Neither Verga, who mouths tea satisfactorily, Valtrude, who eats majestic munchkin treats, nor Seneca II, who can''t stop whispering his eyebrows in the salt and oil of potato chips.

    As one, I never named myself a leader.

    Even if, each should represent a force.

    Nevertheless, what is it that we do not contest the right of initiative? No way...... and if you look at the horrible acorn.

    "The only one who didn''t mean it was a brave man."

    "It''s me... Hopefully, Val... I wanted the chairman to do it."

    Speaking of party leaders, Valtrude.

    As a yuut so rubbed into my soul, I deserve hope.

    Upon hearing it, Valtrude gave a temporal look at the work of art titled Worry.

    "Then I don''t mind..."

    "Then the concubine will have to run."

    "Seneca wants a smooth exploration"

    "... right"

    There is no one else than Yut is fit. Outside Yut, aerial decomposition was visible. If you push hard, you may be able to make Valtrude your leader, but the disadvantages are greater.

    "Then let me do the leader. I don''t want you to be unscrupulous, but I want you to follow my instructions."

    It is not Yut''s fashion, such as wielding power and making him obey, nor is it a member who can do that. Voluntary cooperation was mandatory.

    "So, Verga. If you have an opinion or a request, I want to be the first to hear it."

    "Really? In the Undermaids, leaving the others behind, the concubine and his son-in-law -"

    "Hey, here, Verga"

    "- Should I say something like that?

    "Stop the silent execution."

    "Kuku. Oh, my son-in-law is still fine."

    When Yut stabbed the nail, he laughed like a girl about what was funny, but so slutty that she couldn''t possibly be a child.

    "Right. What you want from a concubine is not to make a mistake. That''s about it."

    An empress in sailor clothes, yut to restrain. And turn your gaze to Valtrude and Acorn.

    The bare Seneca II seemed to pity him for a moment, but didn''t say anything.

    "Right. I, too, consider an unbiased party desirable"

    In unexpected ways, Yut and Akane solidified.

    That is in response to either Valtrude''s endorsement of Verga''s words or his use of a difficult four-word vernacular. Neither did they understand.

    "... Did I say something strange?

    "Uh. Yeah, but that''s it. Whatever happens to me as a beginner, I''d like to take care of it."

    "That would be reasonable."

    In my dreams, I''m not like my actual girlfriend. Even if you know it, can you do it without treating Valtrude special?

    Honestly, I wasn''t sure.

    In that context, it is a shame that Seneca II has acknowledged his consideration of acorns.

    "Okay. Thank you for acknowledging the response according to your strengths"

    "No. The gist is to attack the Undermaids. We will spare no effort to do so."

    Turning his almond-shaped eyes to Yut, Seneca II said sincerely.

    The expression had not changed, but it conveyed a calm and satisfying atmosphere.

    Within Yut, his fondness for Seneca II rises. Instead, he became less fond of Larsia. They still had room to fall.

    "Zhu Yin, do you have any other requests?

    "It''s okay. I''ll leave it to the brave."

    Next, Yut sees Valtrude.

    The Holy Virgin of Helenonia was alternating between potato chips and chocolate.

    "Me? Right..."

    I am unable to get out of Mebius'' circle, but her beauty has not been compromised in any way.

    "I want you to put me on the front line. Then, I want to concentrate on the fight because I will do the instructions. That''s about it."

    "Well, Val... would that be more efficient if the chairman''s arm"

    "Ugh, um. I don''t know, Sister Alcia used to ask me to weigh myself, so that doesn''t mean I want to do it freely, does it?

    That seems to be the case.

    Looking like Mr. Arcia, Yut and Akane looked at each other and fisted each other under the dining table.

    "For some reason, I feel the spirituality (aur) that my sister likes too much from you two..."

    "It''s your fault. So, what about Seneca?

    "Right. Achievements shall be divided equally. And the desire for obelisk is to teach each other beforehand"

    "The former is good, but the latter is not a nod"

    First, Verga rebelled.

    Considering what you used to say, that would be natural, too.

    "This one, I haven''t made any particular decision yet... is there a problem?

    "Uh, I was wondering if I''d like to avoid that, too, if I could."

    "Wishes will be each. There, Seneca also understands. But you can''t lend a hand to an evil wish"

    "If so, will it be dissolved in front of the lowest level? Teachers tell you to stay close till the end?

    Seneca II''s concerns were reasonable, but therefore would not be accepted by Verga.

    You may think it''s okay to be known, but at the same time, you look down on it as unsatisfactory.

    Bad air filled the living room.

    - At that time.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

    A heavenly grass family dog who came out from under Yut''s feet barked under the dining table.

    With that voice, everyone - even Verga - calmed down. No, to the degree of werewolf, redhead wind discipline committee chairman might have been the best.

    "Uh, calm down, Colo"

    "You worried I was in a fight."

    The acorn strokes the head of the colo held up by Yut. So the calm colo licked the hand of the pepper and acorn instead.

    "Witches of the Fermina, may they hate you again because of you"

    "¡­ So, around the middle tier on this matter, would you like to discuss it again?

    "No objection"

    "There''s a way."

    "Shit. Colo''s more useful than a brave man."

    "You bet."

    It''s Colo''s fine play. Yut swears to his heart to talk to Kagra and make dinner a little extravagant for you.

    "Now, how about the name of the party you want to register"

    "Do you need it, it"

    "It''s not an obligation, but based on the history of this establishment, you should notify the school side."

    Valtrude and Verga don''t deny it, either, although they don''t seem to mind. In the meantime, it sounds like something you should have.

    "... ah"

    Something seems to have come to mind. Acorn took his hand off the colo and pounded it into a meeting.

    "How about" Midori Midori "or something?

    "Oh, now, the greatest ever increase in my willingness to kill Larsia"

    "That''s not good. Hey. Killing love chooses people."

    "I think there''s something wrong with the conversion."

    Not much acorn suggestion when it comes to much.

    Seeing it, Seneca II raised his hand softly.

    They had a stomach proposal.

    "In Saint Clover, how about that?

    When I say clover, I associate a four-leaf clover. And with the exception of Yut here, there are four beautiful women and girls.

    All because of the beauty and beauty of God''s favor or God himself.

    "Isn''t that nice?

    "Saint... or..."

    I didn''t think Yut was bad, but the student chairman is throwing a sharp glance at the chairman of the Wind Discipline Committee.

    Indeed, holiness may have a slight discourse.

    "Then Seneca proposes one more thing. What about in Divine, not Saint?

    "Divine clover..."

    "DC for short. Well, I have a lot to relate to, but it''s nothing, okay? It''s got more dusty Midori and clover."

    "I don''t need you, honey."

    Shake the forelimbs of the colo to the left and right to deny Yut more dullness.

    "Under the circumstances, I''m not willing to choose anything other than Zhuyin."

    "I''m glad you said that, even if it''s a situation only."

    The lightly flushed acorn buried his face on its back by snatching the colo from Yut.

    "... for some reason, don''t get your chest upset"

    "I agree, but you''re just overeating."

    "Uhm. Uhm...?

    Confusing Valtrude.

    You don''t seem to be putting your books in, but it''s only natural that the two people you live with whisper love to each other. So, there''s no reason to be uncomfortable.

    There shouldn''t be...

    "Finally, we''re going to be able to discuss roles and tactics under maize."

    "Oh, yeah. Finally, that''s the point."

    Anything I''m not sure about, I don''t think I did.

    Sent ahead that we should talk to Alcia when we got back, and Valtrude decided to focus on the heartbreaking issues in front of her.

 584 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XIII

    "Me, if possible, back there. The rear guard? But I don''t mind..."

    Akane, who raised her face from Colo''s back, modestly requests her own position. The voice was quiet, but the discouragement was normal.

    However, it was obvious that there was redness on the acorn''s cheek and it was illuminating.

    "Hmm..."

    "Uhm."

    "I see..."

    A slightly disturbing air flows through the reaction. Should I say no, including Seneca II?

    "Well, just thinking about Zhuyin, I think it''s reasonable..."

    The only thing I don''t realize is Yut.

    "Huh? Is there a problem?

    "Seneca wonders if that would be too many guards"

    "Is that weapon a decoration? Besides, can I leave the avant-garde to one person?"

    Seneca II''s point takes into account the overall balance of the party: Divine Clover.

    On the other hand, Verga''s remarks included more than that.

    "I never mind"

    But Valtrude, who was directed at it, does not go through with it at all. Rather, where I want it, there is a brilliant light in my blue eyes.

    "Seneca, Acorn, and, Heavenly Grass Brave. With the support of the three of us, we won''t take a back. Never."

    "My concubine doesn''t seem to be in the bill, but is it my fault?

    "Of course, he''s in there. Except as an enemy."

    "The student chairman is kind. I mean, it doesn''t give you the ink that you don''t mind killing me in vain, does it?

    "I knew it would happen."

    Teacher - Jonah told me to throw the same party. But we have no intention of being one another.

    Even when it comes to crossing the boat, we just happened to be together. Valtrude and Verga say they don''t intend to work together and face the storm.

    "I didn''t expect you to even take care of your concubine while dealing with monsters pushing like Yunxia. The student chairman is very diligent."

    "Whatever."

    "No, I waited. That''s where the monsters come in."

    I agree that Valtrude is serious, but what does it mean to be like Yunxia?

    "A third tier dominated by the princess of rotten meat, Tura zu Lanuz. Besides, the seventh tier of the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle is particularly famous for generating massive monsters."

    "Demons (Demon Lord)..."

    The princess of rotten meat is the ruler of the so-called undead monster. If so, things will happen as Larsia encountered in the Kera Forest.

    Will the realm of the Unslain Swordsman come out of the demons (demons) who have her weapons in their hands?

    "But the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle..."

    The only person I can hold negative emotions for is someone I''ve been hanging on to on my wedding day with Valtrude.

    Sometimes giving Ray-Cruz a new flesh has led to the descent of a spiral of despair (reliouria), which can only be described as a troublemaker.

    But it should be doomed already. How can that indestructible swordsman be active in this world? I don''t know the criteria.

    "The demons (Demon Road) are the floor masters? Hierarchical boss? It is, isn''t it? Then I guess the order of coming out is determined by strength..."

    But what Acorn had in mind was something else.

    "That means the tree man in front of us is the weakest of us. So you were a mess to the demons."

    "The son of a demon tree, Niekenlalam."

    The expressions of Yut and Seneca II loosen slightly.

    Acorn soothes the scene¡­ unfortunately, it was not.

    "To the extent of hierarchical lord, I will try to defeat Verga while dealing with him"

    "No, you just can''t do that"

    "If you say you can, you can do it. The concubine and his son-in-law should cross the corpse. That''s all I''m talking about."

    Again, God gracious student chairman and red-haired wind discipline committee chairman bump their sharp gaze at each other.

    I don''t even try to bark at the colo, it''s out there.

    "Why are these two so unfriendly?

    In the original world, Yut was the starting point of the dispute, but it shouldn''t be the same here. For once, it''s the same student''s position. Could it be a little more friendly?

    "It''s only a personal look at Seneca, but I was wondering if it''s hopelessly incompatible"

    "Yeah. I know that very well"

    In response to that question, Seneca II gave too clear an answer.

    "In addition, there are also differences in positions, such as the wind discipline committee''s campaign against the mandatory updating of the reach hierarchy that the student council tried to set"

    Unfortunately, not all students are enthusiastic about the Under Maize offense. There was also a party that began by circling the safe hierarchy to earn moderate points.

    Valtrude, who viewed it as problematic, proposed school rules that would make it compulsory to update at least one of the highest reached hierarchies every semester.

    Of course, after promising support, such as workshops to communicate strategic-by-stratum information.

    But it was the wind discipline committee led by Verga that marked the freedom of the dungeon and opposed it head-on. In the end, the student council had to take down the school rules.

    "Are you in conflict because you''re not close, or are you in the way because you don''t care? I wonder which one."

    "Eggs first or chickens first... right"

    Why do we rebel so far together? Neither do we.

    Anyway, I don''t think you can remember beating each other right after you defeated the spiral of despair (Reliouria).

    So I can''t help it...... I can''t say yut. Because I have someone to protect.

    "Shall we get there?"

    The tone of your voice remains unchanged.

    But in a resolute tone, Yut said. A harsh voice and gaze pour on two symbols of good and evil, which do not tolerate ambiguous deception.

    "Heavenly Grass Brave..."

    "Son-in-law..."

    Valtroude and Verga, who were confused, lost their words. Shut up and stare at Yut.

    "First of all, you''ll never let the dead die at my party."

    The two, which also doesn''t move at all, even if they are gazed at by a beauty of a completely different type.

    It''s a beauty you''ll never get used to, but the number of places is different.

    "Immediate resuscitation is possible for Seneca as well as Vice Chairman of Arusia"

    "In the first place, you''re not willing to make it a situation where resuscitation is needed -"

    A pitiful shadow dwells in the eyes of Seneca II.

    "- It''s not like that, but let me rely on it when I have to"

    Happily, Seneca II nodded.

    Cut just that trick, you look like a year-old girl.

    "And then there''s nothing more to it than having me as your leader. Do your part properly and have them attack to the bottom of the Undermaids"

    In unequivocal terms that do not allow objections, Yut declared.

    Originally, it is not something that could be disputed, but only for this member, it could not be taken for granted.

    Among other things, it was Seneca II who reacted first.

    "Of course it is. You can''t push a leader, you can''t do whatever you want."

    "... sorry"

    "The usual twist, but, well, do you refrain from under maize?"

    Continuing, Valtrude promised to follow Yut''s policy, even as far as Verga was concerned. Leopard like you want to say what you''ve been up to.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

    I am also satisfied with the colo that remains held by the acorn. But the acorn says, "In your dreams, brave men become orange too! I think that''s good!" I wasn''t happy, for example.

    Hold the colo and crush it seriously.

    "Or if you suck, you''re dead..."

    "What are you talking about? Would that be normal?

    "I''ve never died so far, and since I became student chairman, I haven''t let anyone die."

    When I dived with Jonah or my real name, I was desperate, and I hadn''t thought that far.

    Besides, I thought it was a safe (...) dungeon, like The Infinite Labyrinth of Good and Evil in Falve somewhere. No, were you trying to assume?

    If I die in this dream world, what happens?

    What will happen to the children who lived in the original world?

    Acorn vision is overshadowed by a tiny mosaic, as if it had been caused by anemia as well.

    "Rest assured, Dear Acorn. Senecas have the protection of great people."

    "Oh, right."

    A courageous acorn shakes his head and sees Yut beside him. After all, it''s not the Riya God you can count on, it''s your childhood friend.

    Taking that gaze, Yut smiled to reassure him.

    Even as a yut, I understand your anxiety, but given the wish Obelisk will fulfill, there is no other way to dive with you.

    "I''m fine. I''m here, and depending on what you think, this Divine Clover is the strongest party."

    "Right. Besides, I just followed you, but I have experience with dungeons."

    Acorn with an obvious expression of relief.

    To unconditional trust and credibility, Yut gives a joyous expression¡­.

    "Seneca asks you to stop snuggling"

    Like watering, Seneca II poured a carbonated drink into her own glass. Let the drinks bubble all at once.

    "It''s a place for discussion, so we should be serious."

    "Hmm. Even the witch of the sun god, that reaction? My son-in-law is guilty."

    It''s a general theory.

    "Who the hell defines that general"

    Verga stirs up Seneca II, but I can''t feel the seriousness or seriousness.

    Do you think Yut would have no choice? Or do you refuse to be a number of things, such as Seneca II?

    "Would you like to come back to the formation story?

    Valtrude, who was silent, said in a flat tone, like Jonah. Her beauty is never compromised at any time, but her expression is unusual about halfway between serious and grumpy.

    "Right. The guard is me, General Seneca. Then let me do it with the three of Zhuyin"

    "After all, does the specific gravity in the back seem heavy?

    "I have no choice. It''s a party with a lot of support."

    To Verga''s words, Yut replied as a matter of course.

    "When you have to, Zhuyin will have our escort"

    "Huh? You haven''t changed your story all of a sudden?

    "You''re wary of unintentional strikes."

    "Oh, that..."

    Acorn thought of the computer game back-attack and understood Yut''s intentions. I mean, that''s the kind of reasoning that tells me to keep the acorns at hand.

    "Besides, Zhuyin isn''t really used to dungeons. I''d prefer a place where my instructions are easy to reach."

    "Let''s see. The formation won''t be absolutely immutable, either."

    "I was originally going to take the avant-garde by myself. There''s nothing wrong with that."

    When Valtrude undertook, the red-haired wind discipline committee chairman distorted his lips seductively and sluttily.

    "Yeah. I''d call heavenly species and elementary in some circumstances, but basically, I''d leave the avant-garde to Chairman Valtrude"

    "I understand."

    Full-width trust yuut and valtroude to accept naturally.

    No detailed explanation, no instructions. A definite bond was there.

    "So, what about the concubine?

    As if trying to break that bond, Verga breaks in between them.

    Valtrude picked up an eyebrow that was more believable than saying that God had drawn. Meanwhile, Yut opens his mouth, just saying he expected it.

    "Verga can be free"

    "Ho."

    "That''s dangerous...... No, don''t you lack harmony?

    You don''t know what you''re going to do, but you can''t safely fight without Verga.

    That''s what Valtrude said, but Yut shook his head quietly.

    "I believe in the fighting power of Chairman Valtrude and in the power of the faith of General Seneca"

    Yut stares firmly at the red-haired demigod in sailor clothes from the front.

    "As well as that, I believe in Verga. Well, the good part, the bad part, the worst part, I can''t help but flip the selfish part."

    "Kukukukuku. This is it, this is it, my son-in-law!

    Even in Verga, where I was distracted last night by the Colo.

    Nor is it Verga, who bumped into Valtrude and his swordswallowing gaze.

    A red-haired empress was there, fully wrapped in the charisma of evil. Acorn remembered the illusion that this was not the living room of the apartment, but the throne room.

    "You can fight melee with weapons like sickles, and you can attack from a distance with a secret trail (Sacramento), right? And I''m gonna have you do some trap detection."

    "Oh, man, it''s a rough thing for a manservant."

    Don''t tell me you can.

    Of course, you can''t say you can''t, etc.

    He smiled so lewd that he wanted to fall uncovered, Verga existed and reigned.

    "Brave man, I think that''s where I am."

    "... what are you talking about?"

    Because of this, what are you saying when the formation is put together?

    The only person who thinks so, unfortunately, was Yut.

    "Why is Verga calling me away and I''m the chairman?

    "Seneca also points out the same point"

    "Look. I told you."

    I don''t know what they said, but Yut also figured out what to do.

    "... So, Chairman Verga?

    I wonder what it is. It sounds so dangerous and red.

    "Why should a concubine be lowered?"

    "In the first place, doesn''t it sound more intimate to call, or is that just a one-sided understanding -"

    "Give it up, brave (...)"

    Acorn told me, and Yut exhaled gently.

    Indeed, it is only in the way of salutations and other things while exploring under maize. Though up to middle school, that''s understandable to Yut, who was in the football club.

    "Uh. To Val, Seneca. Is this it?

    "... wonder, don''t stick around"

    "I was wondering if you''d be so kind."

    That''s crazy.

    He said he had never even done it in the original world, such as calling out about Seneca II.

    "I must ask my son-in-law to make amends."

    "Why not?"

    "I still need you to accept the doggie..."

    "That''s why."

    I''m too anxious to get ahead.

    As a leader, isn''t it impossible to bind these four?

    Most likely.

    Even more worrying now.

    But behind that concern, Divine Clover''s fast forward began the next day.

 585 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XIV

    "Hmm. Hmm. I see. Ugh, ha-ha. Don''t do it!

    There will be dozens of meters, huge gates with both openings.

    Standing in front of it, Vaina Marinen in plain work clothes.

    A great sage who fitted into the Undermaids administrator as a school clerk gave a huge laugh in front of the Divine Clover face led by Yut.

    Yut, Acorn, Valtrude, Seneca II. And Verga.

    Yuut, who brought powerful men to represent each force, was sufficiently present to attract the interest of the great sage Vainamarinen.

    The more involved, the less comfortable.

    "Jizzy, work, work"

    "Say no."

    To a bald-headed clerk who spoke up in grandeur, Yut can''t carry on two sentences. You said you painstakingly turned down the Arsians who wanted to come and drop you off, but it''s ruined.

    No, should I be glad I wasn''t there the other way around? Anyway, if this happens, we won''t move on until the Great Sage is satisfied.

    "In the first place, there''s no such thing as being told to work. She''s taking me to the dungeon."

    "Wouldn''t you at least take a woman?

    "Brave man, is that okay?

    It wasn''t good.

    Told by his childhood friend, Yut regains his calm. If they let you ride, the other person''s thoughts. Take time to take a deep breath and confront Vainamarinen again.

    "Well, sure, it might look like that party..."

    "Son-in-law. I''ll stick my chest out. I was wondering if you were complaining about my Harlem party."

    "It''s not Harlem! Or is Verga okay with Harlem?"

    "Nothing? What''s too much would just be better if we reduced it?

    "Class B horror!

    "Rather, isn''t it Battle Royal Girl Anime? It''s like debating a CD if you lose."

    I''m tired.

    This or... before diving into the dungeon, Yut looked up at the huge gate. Quick, I want to go over there.

    "Well, I''m not going to be bothered by Verga or anything, but even this is a waste of time"

    "Seneca agrees. I was wondering if we should have a separate place to talk about it."

    "I won''t, but I agree with you from the bottom of my heart that I''m just going"

    "Oh, boy, you''re the ones who aren''t going to work for me."

    "So you narrow down the subject. Don''t you want to spread the subject to old people?"

    "The brave man is alive. In a way."

    I see a yuut that keeps scratching in fine, and the tension of the acorns is lifted.

    Second time. And it was a shame for Akane to relax in front of a full-scale dungeon offense.

    "Hmm. It''s time to get better. We''re gonna open the door to the second tier, okay?

    And the replies of the Yuts. In the first place, Vainamarinen waved heavily, not even asking for a destination. Make a noise and the gate begins to open, with rainbow light overflowing.

    Ahead of that, an adventure stage exists.

    Even so, Acorn remained relaxed.

    "Maybe the farce now is for me...?

    "Don''t be fooled. Just in case you''re after me, you''re gonna make fun of me."

    It''s basically a warm yuut, but with Larsia, and Dasktum. And this Vainamarinen is the exception.

    That, on the contrary, is intimacy and paper heavy, but Yut would never admit it.

    Acorn laughed unexpectedly, imagining Yut denying it all he could, so he didn''t realize Yut had reached out.

    Come on, let''s go.

    "Yeah, I''ll do my best."

    There is no tension or anxiety in the current acorn. There is only certainty that it will be okay.

    The rationale for this is the feel of Yut''s hand, which is strongly gripped.

    Whether you have Valtrude, Verga or Seneca II. This was just for acorns.

    Wind and snow blowing, white earth.

    Dominated by endless snowstorms, a cold land.

    Cold and quiet with no sign of life, snowfields.

    Ahead through the gate was an overly harsh world for organisms.

    "It''s not cold, but you can fight here!?"

    I was listening.

    I was there, but the feeling of Yut''s hand blew out of Acorn''s mind.

    It''s not cold because it''s anti-cold with spells.

    But relentlessly the wind blows and the sight is hopeless.

    Acorns unconsciously align their capes in front of their bodies.

    But it''s still at the beginning, like right after you go through the gate.

    In a cold world, there are tears in the earth everywhere, and if you slip your legs, it''s the end of a roll. I wish I could die instantly, but otherwise I''ll have to wait for death while it debilitates in the snow.

    or so the wind is too strong to fly and dodge.

    The ground with snow falls is taken off its feet and it is difficult to travel properly.

    A quiet world that forces all living beings to stop.

    First, the second layer is where the environment itself becomes the enemy. It was a pillar of the demons (Demon Road), the realm of the perennial giant ice jabdu fareve.

    "Yut."

    "Val, what?

    "Today, it''s just a second-tier offense, okay?

    "Oh. It''s not like there''s a time limit."

    In the snowstorm, Yut and Valtrude stand up and check their policies with each other.

    With just this much exchange, we both felt nostalgia we might not say. Valtrude was more of a light puzzle and set though.

    "Master Yut, please"

    "Oh, I know"

    In reply to Seneca II, who had interrupted, Yut slashed eight pages from the spell and let it go to heaven.

    "Weather Operation (Weather Break)"

    The pieces of paper were swirled and swallowed up by the snow clouds, and the light ran as if to slash and tear.

    "Ah, the snow..."

    With the snow, the wind was weakening.

    Unlike normal theoretical spells, it takes minutes to more than a dozen minutes to take effect.

    Not for a moment, but dramatic weather changes.

    In the same snow, but like a deserted island that went with Alcia, no magic is sucked either. The theoretical spell on the eighth staircase was completed.

    As a result, the snowstorm eventually stopped, naturally.

    On the contrary, thick clouds are clear and sunlight is slipping in.

    "That''s my son-in-law."

    Sunlight is the favor of Fermina, the sun god worshipped by Seneca II.

    But the red-haired empress, who received it all over her body pouring down indefinitely, was so slutty and beautiful as to tremble.

    "Even Verga can do this much, right?

    "The more my son-in-law, the less I can afford"

    Frankly to Verga, Yut shrugged his shoulder. Around here, it''s a water theory.

    "Brave man, now you''re going into the shortest offensive route, right?

    "Oh. Let''s just get this over with and stop by for purchasing on the way home"

    In fact, the method of attacking the Undermaids II hierarchy was well established.

    But it''s not easy to attack.

    A sinking ship at the bottom of an unfrozen lake.

    Old castle closed by a snowstorm.

    The top of a mountain higher than a snow cloud.

    In those three locations, a treasure trove (artifact) is sleeping that weakens the perennial giant ice jabdufareve, collecting it all first.

    Then we must enter and defeat the castle of the first snow, the castle of the demons (Demon Road).

    In this harsh environment, it''s tough to stop by many places as per your use. Inevitably, it will be a long battle, so if you can''t safely camp by any means, it''s packed.

    In the second tier, the frost giants (Frost Giants), the family of Jabdufaleve, roam everywhere.

    Even if you cross them, the demons (Demon Road) are waiting for you, even though they can weaken you.

    Repeat, even if the tactics are clear, it doesn''t necessarily mean you can win.

    In this harsh hierarchy, students learn a lot about dungeons. Looking back later, the second tier seems like a mother...

    "Ha!? Is it wrong to feel bubbly in the dungeon?"

    "You''re wrong as a person without having to ask, that"

    Aside from Acorn''s thoughts when asked for an overview of the second tier, the truth is, there wasn''t just one tactic.

    That''s the shortest offensive route.

    When you put away by any means the endless snowstorm created by the perennial giant ice, the angry Jabdufaleve pops out of your castle, disturbed by the quiet world.

    All you have to do is defeat the Demons (Demon Road) with the Frost Giants (Frost Giants) of their families who will be attacking you together.

    However, if you attack a sinking ship at the bottom of an unfrozen lake, an ancient castle closed by a snowstorm, or even one of the mountain tops that is higher than a snow cloud, you choose to see how it goes.

    I mean, it hasn''t been weakened in any way. We must defeat Jabdufarev, the perennial ice giant who remains a vegetarian.

    You don''t have to dare risk it, and until now, no party has ever been accomplished. So to speak, the theoretical shortest.

    "Normally the first snow fortress? But it''s harder than storming."

    "I think there''s a normal way to attack..."

    "It''s safer for all these members to get together and bump into each other from the front if they''re just strong enemies rather than blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

    "I don''t know why I''m convinced you''re wrong..."

    Challenge to the shortest offensive route decided unanimously after an exchange that

    Divine Clover was ready to make the shortest theoretical reality.

    "Yut, the perennial giant ice has revealed itself! Follow your family."

    Pointing across the horizon was Valtrude, who solidified himself in magical silver (Mithral) all-body armor. Already, he has unleashed the Demon Sword Divine Subjugator.

    "Val stands by. Zhuyin and Seneca ask you to prepare"

    "I understand."

    "Oh, I haven''t been practicing much, so no scratching, huh?

    While we were getting ready, we approached the distance that the perennial ice giant Jabdufareve, who runs the lead, could see.

    Ice statue of a naked woman.

    If you ignore and describe the various factors, that''s the closest you can get.

    The flesh is elegant and supple as if it had scraped out a cloudless crystal. I had the impression that it was hard and cold while being feminine rounded.

    However, to simply admire it as a work of art, it is too gigantic: 20 meters. No, if you do poorly, it seems like more than that.

    Also, blunt instruments in your hand, like an iceberg stuck at the tip of an iceberg, can''t be a work of art.

    And more importantly, he instinctively appeals to me that the angry phase in his face is an evil being, not a work of art.

    Every time I approached one step, my hair made of ice broke out, and the tremor passed to the yuts.

    The tremor is also caused by Frost Giant, the frost giant that strikes along.

    "I''m fine."

    "Totally."

    "Yeah...?

    "I know what you''re trying to say, but you''d better break it off now."

    Yut, too, just recognizes that''s what it is, and as for the real deal, it''s close to acorn.

    What seems calm is the difference in the number of places.

    "Courage Praise (Bravelink)"

    Seneca II sings a good hymn as a divine spell.

    Listening to that song brought courage to Acorn''s heart.

    "You have to do it..."

    "I''m fine. Even if it fails, because if it''s a miscellaneous fish, Val will clean it up."

    "I''m really gonna have a problem with this."

    The core of the operation, but recovery is advantageous even if it fails.

    The fact made Acorn a normal mind.

    Shake a thick cape and set up a lute.

    An instrument that should have far more strings than a guitar and be difficult to play.

    But like a familiar lover, I know what to do.

    "Under my eyes is a flock of mountain giants.

    The giants who took over the mining fields and built the settlements.

    Dwarf had no hands, no legs.

    That''s where the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and the young sorcerer (Wizard) showed up.

    The Wizard said, "Let''s kill all the giant herds."

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) proclaimed, all because I lay a piece

    Dwarf didn''t believe me.

    You couldn''t even believe it.

    Dwarf didn''t understand.

    He said he was a hero because he had an incredible victory. "

    Breathe once, Acorn continues.

    "The sorcerer (wizard) had an earthquake

    Dwarf was stunned.

    But the Mountain Giants don''t realize it''s an attack.

    The Beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin) danced in the sky

    Every time I snap a sword, my giant neck falls to the ground.

    The Mountain Giants fought back, but it was all too late.

    They all dropped their heads - Dwarves couldn''t even afford to be surprised. "

    I didn''t fear the content of the lyrics. In the first place, words don''t make sense.

    I didn''t even identify Valtrude with the beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    Still, the panic and frost giants Frost Giants stopped moving on the spot.

    "It worked... right?

    "Oh, it''s just that. I don''t know who told me the song was a little too beautiful."

    "I mean, isn''t it too much of a punishment game to think calmly about singing after Mr. Seneca?

    "That''s not true, Dear Acorn"

    The rear guard is soothing as if the battle is over, but he hasn''t even actually crossed his sword yet.

    And not all giants were scared of fear either.

    I won''t try to get close, but some giants have thrown all the snowballs they can grip and solidify.

    "Verga, defense, please."

    "Oh my God, the only one who assigns such a plain role to a concubine is my son-in-law."

    Whilst complaining, Verga completes her secret trail (Sacramento).

    "Demon Ball of Doom (Seven Stars)"

    A pitch-black sphere rose around Verga, and one of them intercepted a snowball - no, a mountain.

    It would be hundreds of times different in volume. White and black spheres bump into each other. At the same time, there was a slight noise of the wine plug unplugged.

    But all that remained was an overwhelmingly small black demon ball.

    Huge chunks of snow disappeared without leaving any snow smoke.

    "Are we done yet? It''s not funny."

    The redhead appeared on the snowfield.

    The slutty demigod chose not to cling to his own beauty and to be a bystander.

    of the First Battle by the Demons (Demon Road) and the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "Finally, my turn."

    "Gaaahhh!!!

    Along with screaming, he waves down a blunt instrument like an iceberg stuck at the tip of an iceberg.

    That weight alone would stain Valtrude.

    But undressed weapons do not reach the supreme beauty.

    "Not bad"

    In a tone as if to indulge in alcohol, Valtrude said.

    It can''t be physically possible, but it also takes a huge chunk of ice with a single sword.

    Despite the volatile and extreme snowfields, the feet have not sunk at all. Not to mention the impossibility of retreating.

    The Unbreakable Sword survives in this dream world. It didn''t break or bend, it was under attack.

    Even if the mad perpetual giant ice jabdu fareve struck out over and over again, he didn''t run one of the cracks either.

    Physically impossible sight.

    But Valtrude''s beauty gives him persuasion to the point of being unreasonable.

    "Ugaaaaaaaa!!!

    "I''m sorry. I don''t understand the words of a giant."

    The perpetual giant ice, which I realized would not work, threw away its gains in an attempt to change the means of attack. Icebergs fall to the ground and snow smoke strikes.

    But it''s late. Yuuts, before Divine Clover, it was too late.

    What attack did you intend to unleash?

    It became an eternal mystery.

    "Sunshine Chain"

    Akane, who had shown off her curse art and was out of her mind, gives me a slight look.

    Seneca II''s hand, visible from the hem of the coat, was shriveling like a dead tree.

    The price of a special divine spell, which can only be used by her, a proxy for the solar god Fermina.

    But it worked better than the price.

    A giant chain knitted in sunlight ties the hands and feet of an ice giant. I twist myself uncomfortably, but the restraint just gets tight.

    "Chairman Valtrude!

    "This size difference, no more cowardice?

    Supported by Seneca II, Valtrude ran. Through the torso from the feet of Jabdufaleve, to the top of his shoulder.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    Forever giant ice jabdu fareve.

    Six Demonic Strikes were smacked into the neck of the Demons in an instant.

    Sharpen hard epidermis.

    Deeply slash and tear apart the flesh of the ice itself.

    I severed the bone hidden inside it.

    "Exactly, the all-powerful demons (Demon Road). They used trump cards in World War I"

    When I weakened him, one blow was enough.

    A beautiful cathedral knight (Paladin) sent praise, while a giant head fell to the ground.

    Just like the acorn song.

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    Chopped off his neck, the perennial giant ice jabdu fareve.

    Later on, the torso collapsed on the spot. It''s like a cartoon character who doesn''t notice his feet on the ground and then falls off.

    The scale is too big to seem like a reality sight.

    There was a great deal of snow smoke, and Acorn noticed where it had subsided.

    "Is that it? Could it have been an easy win?

    "No, that''s not true."

    When, were you back? Going down to the snowfields doesn''t change the beauty of Valtrude.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) categorically denied Acorn''s crush.

    But isn''t it agreeable that yes? I dropped my neck in one blow, and I didn''t even have a piece of persuasion.

    "Jabdufarev, was strong. That''s why I did everything I could from the start. If I''d been hit with the current offense, this one would have been devastated."

    Watching the demons (Demon Road) transform themselves into a universal catalyst (Residual), Valtrude said sternly.

    "When they say that, I wonder if it''s something like that......" That''s right. Seneca!? "

    Acorn recovers from the shock of Las Bosses'' death and turns back to the girl in law.

    Using a spell, Seneca II had his arm like a dead tree. I didn''t forget, but Valtrude, who overwhelmed the giant statue of ice, overwrote it.

    But Seneca II, pointing at the water, is bare.

    "It''s okay. I''m not going to die."

    "That''s because it''s a dialogue you say when you''re not okay!

    "Really, it''s okay. You can use it four or five more times."

    "Doesn''t that mean you''ll die if you use it more than once!? Recover, you need to recover"

    A mundane acorn rushes to Seneca II to use his first divine spell.

    "Don''t wander, little girl."

    But before that, Verga, still in sailor clothes, stood up. Totally out of place outfit, but the presence of lewdness itself made Acorn stop walking.

    "But... Your arm is like a dead tree."

    "If it works, my son-in-law will finally let me use it."

    "Ugh, that''s for sure..."

    When I saw Yut, I nodded back. I mean, that''s what it looked like.

    "I''m not in charge, but that''s a Qing Saint spell, right? Then the price can''t be cured by a spell."

    A divine spell in which a priest (Priest), who has become a conduit of God''s power, reproduces God''s miracles on earth, whispering.

    The Qing Saint spell, a kind of it, is more powerful even on the same staircase.

    And it requires a special price.

    It can be the muscle strength or vitality of an operator, a vow of sobriety, innocence or purity, or an emotion or sleep.

    However, it can only be given to believers who are always close to God''s teachings, extremely faithful and have a right life for that God.

    "If it''s not stoic, you can''t"

    "Oh. I need to be..."

    That is where being an adventurer, even a devout believer, is the difference between the fundamental Valtrude and Alcia and Seneca II.

    "We apologize for your concern. At this price, if you take a day off, you''ll be fine."

    "You mean just natural healing..."

    "Then let''s go back"

    Two doors appeared on the snow, as they did in Niekenlalam.

    Upstairs and downstairs. The choice between going back or going forward.

    But I didn''t have to worry.

    "Brave man, I just wanted to make sure"

    Acorn, who was looking up at Valtrude heading up the stairs with a huge all-purpose catalyst (residual) than he did at Niekenlalam, said as he realized.

    "Isn''t that about half an hour of actual work today?

    "Did it take that long?

    "Because that''s 50,000 points per head, more or less 5,000 yen or 10,000 yen for a single piece of gold, just like the last time..."

    50 million yen each.

    100 million yen per hour.

    A number that doesn''t make any particular sense because you can''t actually redeem it, and it''s in your dreams. Yes, it''s only numbers.

    Yet a tuna fishing boat passed behind the acorn''s brain and disappeared.

    "After all, this is after the adventure."

    Valtrude, wearing full body armor, drank the contents of the jock with a breath. It''s not a metaphor, it really loses its contents in an instant.

    And exhaled satisfactorily.

    An understated and luxurious sight, but oddly familiar with Valtrude.

    That could be because Yut had seen similar sights many times.

    "But why jock the milk..."

    However, the contents were as if they were different from the launches that Yut had participated in.

    "It''s not a beer."

    "Say what. Don''t you think students can drink it?"

    "Right. That......"

    That''s the setting, it was.

    Drinking was irrelevant in Brewers where there was no common sense, such as from the age of 20, so I can''t wipe the discomfort.

    Instead, I think milk is somewhat like Valtrude.

    "Either way, you can''t let me out of school."

    "Well, so is that"

    Acorn, sitting next to him, expressed a commonsense view, and Yut agreed bitterly, too. Obviously many were not students, but I guess they handle the area appropriately (...).

    Back on the ground, the Yuts moved to Purchasing Divine Clover facades.

    Launches in the name of the distribution of rewards had taken place in the caf¨¦ space co-located with the purchase.

    By the way, there''s no one but the Yuts.

    The moment I stepped into the cafe space, I felt like there was a meadow race (Magner) at the edge of my vision, but I think it was an illusion of my eyes. I want to think.

    If Larsia finds out that she paid, she dies lightly.

    "Hmm. This is the flavor of the adventurer."

    "It''s usually a little noisier, so a calm launch is a good thing too"

    Verga is a coffee based flapecino. Seneca II and Acorn ordered iced tea.

    He doesn''t need to rest right away. Seneca II is also following him, but his freedom of arms is not advantageous, and he was drinking using straws with the glass on the table.

    When she does that with clarity and clarity, she feels smiling.

    "Isn''t she cute?"

    "It''s definitely not the right choice."

    Incidentally, Jabdufaleve''s all-purpose catalyst (Residual) is given to Regina. In a few moments, they will come to pass on the appraisal results.

    What''s more, Acorn was delighted to reunite with Regina in a simple apron and jeans.

    But what a plain sight for a beauty to come together and celebrate the success of her adventure.

    "I guess I should have gone to karaoke."

    "Guys, can you sing?

    Neither Valtrude nor Verga nor Seneca II. I have no idea what song I''m going to perform. Hymns, or death metal?

    I saw something scary, but Yut''s reason told me that the curiosity should be sealed.

    "So, I wonder how much Jabdufarev''s all-purpose catalyst (Residual) will be?

    "Well, the concubine doesn''t know."

    "I don''t know Seneca very well, either."

    These two would be like that.

    Conversely, I''d be surprised if I knew.

    But even if Valtroude, the student chairman...

    Ask Arcia and she''ll know.

    "Well, I''m turning it around for appraisal because I knocked it down in a non-weak state, and for now, I don''t know if it ever goes below Nieken Laram"

    - If I knew, I''d be stunned.

    Top of each force gathered, Divine Clover.

    Everyone has powerful powers, but unfortunately lacked practical skills. That''s why I can say that a brave man is wanted.

    "Do you want me to confirm the policy of waiting for Regina?"

    Yuut, who drank ice coffee in black and tightened his spirit, led the discussion like a leader.

    "Simply distribute it and get all the gear you think each person needs. Or do you want to manage it as party property and buy expensive magic equipment (magic items)..."

    With regard to Yut and Akane, the latter, the last time around 50,000 points were kept in the pool.

    "In the meantime, I don''t want you to hesitate to say it if you have equipment that I wish there was something missing or something like this. I don''t care if it''s mine or someone else''s."

    "I don''t have the equipment I need."

    Valtrude cut me off. Very helpful on the argument.

    "Sure, I wish I had the armor and shield of the exorcism sword Divine Subjugator and Magic Silver (Mithral)..."

    It''s not impossible to update, but it''s a little difficult to create a Horse Sword (White Knight). Without dragon material, it''s hard.

    Think that far, Yut realizes his discomfort in the Forever Giant Ice Battle.

    "Can Val fly?

    "Hmm? No, that''s kind of impossible for mankind, isn''t it?"

    "I had a sense in Chairman Valtrude that I was a human being. As for Seneca, I''m very surprised."

    "Val is a proper human being. Hey, no, pretty much... equivalent, just transcending the limits of humanity."

    "I understand."

    Seneca II convinces, and Verga smiles funny and slutty from the bottom of her heart.

    Valtrude tried to protest, and Yut interrupted.

    "Then why don''t you fly military boots Boots of Wings or something?

    "Hmm...... Shoes that will allow you to fly."

    "It''s safe to fall into a pit"

    "Right. Lava is hot..."

    Valtrude here, too, seems to have tended to fall into the pit. The acorn I was listening to on my honeymoon almost erupted tea.

    "Abrasion."

    "Yes. Lava is dangerous. Boots of Wings, a military boot in flight, if you have one, don''t help."

    "It wasn''t that way... Me too, I don''t have that much missing gear. Except for instruments that increase the effect of spellcraft."

    "Is Zhu Yan going to be a bard (Bird)"

    "Right. Unless there''s a missile, a violin or something."

    "What worries?"

    Anyway, if you''re a user of divine spells, there''s Seneca II, so you don''t have to be the two of us to make you the main one. I could say that Acorn''s choice was reasonable.

    "Even if Seneca falls out unexpectedly, you can rest assured that Mr. Akane will be there."

    "Redundancy matters."

    "So, Seneca doesn''t have any gear or anything you want?

    Yut turns to the water, but Seneca II shook her head small as she sifted.

    "Seneca, too, has no equipment that is particularly lacking. As I said earlier, there is no magic device (magic item) to replace the price of the Qing Sacred Spell."

    "Uh...... Well, I guess so."

    It seems to be something else that can be substituted, involving the existential significance of the Qing Saint spell. God wouldn''t admit that.

    "Right. Actually, I don''t have any magic equipment (magic items) either. Just in case, I''d like to buy a few scrolls..."

    I plan to get huge rewards, but I don''t have what I want.

    To the shocking fact revealed, the face of Divine Clover looked at each other...... gaze gathered at one who was not at all about to participate in the conversation.

    Dressed in sailor clothes, to the redhead wind discipline committee chairman.

    "This is a little too sweet for a concubine. Son-in-law, would you like some?

    "If you can''t eat, stay."

    If I even nod here, what happens?

    Yut shook off the scare he didn''t feel when confronted with the perennial giant ice.

    "... By the way, isn''t Verga going to wear decent protective gear?

    "My son-in-law, don''t you like sailor clothes?

    "What about there, brave man?

    "Why is Zhuyin eating up?"

    If you''re not going to answer, Yut pokes at you.

    But three pairs of gazes pierce and don''t allow it.

    I had no choice.

    Really no choice, Yut opens his mouth.

    "... if it suits you, why don''t you?

    "Boring! Talking about brave men is boring! Look, unleash more desire!

    "So you wear it when you say you like me!?"

    "I''ll wear it."

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    "I''ll wear it."

    Yut nagged silently.

    I can''t get my face up. Don''t think about it specifically. Blank your thoughts and wait for the embarrassment to pass.

    So I didn''t realize.

    "Hmm..."

    Verga gently stroked her lewd lips with her fingertips as she contemplated.

    "You mean my son-in-law will produce a concubine"

    "Not at all, I mean, no!

    It omitted too much time between them. Besides, it wasn''t even questionable.

    "I see. The brave man today is a producer who produces Divine Clover, an idol group......"

    Acorn has started a completely unrelated delusion. When this happens, you never come back until you''re satisfied.

    "Me too, if it was a uniform...... No, that''s too serious..."

    "Why didn''t Seneca wear a jersey..."

    And even Valtrude and Seneca II, went to their own world.

    "The appraisal is over... but..."

    So it''s only natural that Regina, who showed up there, is confused by holding down the apron.

    "Now, it doesn''t seem convenient, so I''ll see you later -"

    "Please, stay with me! Mr. Regina!"

    It was also natural for Yut to plead.

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    "The robe of Argos, a hundred-eyed coat, is a superior magic item that eliminates blind spots when worn."

    The perennial giant ice jabdu fareve before weakening.

    The all-purpose catalyst (Regal) earned as much as 90,000 points.

    One robe Yut moved through the purchasing department and held when he heard about it.

    A loose-sized garment that can be worn by either man or woman, with countless eyes painted on the surface. Now, the robe itself is as beautiful as a peacock feather.

    A hundred-eyed coat, Robe of Argos.

    This is what Yuto chose for Verga from the myriad magic items that exist in the purchase.

    "Each of these eyes, in conjunction with the wearer''s senses, can fit all directions simultaneously and in view. Plus, it''s super sensory, and you can figure out who you''re dealing with that''s transparent. You''re not going to get pinched, you''re not going to get virtually ambushed."

    Yuut forcefully explains how wonderful his hundred-eyed coat, Robe of Argos, is.

    Speaking of Adventurer Flowers, fight still.

    Magic equipment (magic items) are expensive, so it makes sense to prefer the effect of hitting enemies more visibly.

    But Yut argues forcefully that it is shallow.

    "Sure, it''s not a fancy effect. But can you see or not see the enemy? Do we get ambushed or can we intercept? This difference is huge. I think it''s a first-rate and second-class split whether we care about this place or not."

    The words had the weight of experience, as well as the persuasion characteristic of honesty.

    It just unfortunately didn''t fit the TPO at all.

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    The presentation takes you on, Acorn and Regina. Besides, the expression is lost from Valtrude, Seneca II.

    None.

    It was nothing.

    "And then when I take off the pattern of my eyes and throw it, it explodes like a grenade..."

    "It''s okay to talk about frozen shops."

    Acorn shook his head and reacted as he sifted, which would be at least kindness.

    Nevertheless, it is still a moderate reaction. If it had been other than Yut, there would have been a curse flying that could have chosen to die of itself.

    "It''s so expensive, but it''s a good item..."

    Besides, the situation wasn''t good either.

    If this was a normal purchase, I would still have received a response.

    But this is where Yut produces party members. Even if the subject is Verga, there is no such thing as a flashy robe like the tail of a peacock with countless eyes all over it.

    No.

    Never, never.

    Now on the sales side - even Regina, the purchasing sister, has the same view.

    "My son-in-law''s feelings, I see."

    However, Verga, a party, had disagreed.

    From the hundred-eyed overcoat Robe of Argos, which Yut handed and presented, he shifted his gaze to Yut, where Verga opens his lustrous lips in slut.

    "Seriously. Then..."

    "If we push it with practicality, I believe we can break this difficulty. Its honest and shallow feelings are truly honorable. No, should I describe it as love?"

    If it''s combat or politics, privately, a hundred-eyed coat of clothing, the Robe of Argos, to take a choice that is harsh, bold and sandy behind your back legs in common sense.

    The gap is interesting for the Empress Verga as chairman of the Wind Discipline Commission.

    That was similar to the gaze that Qing Xiao Xian addressed to toddlers.

    "Brave man, you''re not being praised. Instead, I''m stunned."

    He said, "I know!

    Acorn had one thing in mind about the appearance of Yut, who said in disgust.

    Yut wants to make a gift and make sense of it. I wonder why this is.

    From the first engagement ring, it was.

    Valtrude''s Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight) is its ultimate object.

    The wedding ring I gave Alcia was also created at the price of a number of gems, obsessed with the immutable nature.

    Underlying this is the focus on practical goods.

    At any rate, I suppose you have a desire to be useful.

    That''s good.

    You can say it sounds yut.

    Even as an acorn, I think it''s preferable.

    Although.

    If I returned the back, there would have been an incomprehension of fashion.

    Whatever you think, because it''s beautiful. Because it looks good on me. It lacks the desire to see where it was worn.

    No, it must be.

    "Brave man... I just had a bad education..."

    "Suddenly, what are you talking about?"

    Akane, holding her head down and shaking her head pitifully, ignored the protest and took Yut to the edge of her purchasing.

    We talk about secrets alone. I''m not going to hide it or anything.

    "What kind of relationship are those two..."

    "Speaking of which, you lived in the same house"

    "Just a childhood friend, I must admit it''s only intimate."

    The Valtrudes could only shut it up and drop it off.

    When I''m too grand and behaved as a matter of course, I feel like this one is wrong.

    In the meantime, Regina moved on to wrestle with her hundred-eyed coat, the Robe of Argos.

    "It''s disgusting to say it''s for that insane female discipline commissioner, but at this point, I''ll compromise a million steps."

    "That''s a big concession."

    Akane pushes Yut against the wall and brings her face closer as she stretches her back.

    Although this distance is not unfamiliar yuut, it is only nervous that it is in a public place.

    "But you can never forgive a man for describing this state of affairs as a wall dong. Absolutely."

    "You can''t give up a million steps, or whatever fundamentalist you are! Let''s be a little more tolerant there!

    Acorn joke - I want to believe it is - relieved the tension lightly.

    "... so what are you talking about"

    "I''m not sending salt to the enemy, am I? But that''s a bit of a problem."

    Too many hundred-eyed outerwear, Robe of Argos, disapproved, Yut became pitiful.

    Sure, it makes you vulnerable to stare attacks, but even though you say it has extra benefits to make up for it.

    "Even though I''m strong..."

    "You don''t have to be strong."

    "... Huh? No, ''cause, dungeon, you''re diving, right?

    The tension was resolved, but instead confusion arose.

    Yut doesn''t understand what Acorn is saying.

    "It''s okay. In the first place, it''s sailor clothing with no defense shards."

    "That''s right, but we were talking about strengthening it there, weren''t we?

    Yes, that''s where it started.

    Yet Acorn quietly shakes his neck beside him.

    Even pity, making you feel it.

    "That phase is long gone."

    "When..."

    Why are you doing the leader of this party? Yut, I''m a little confused.

    "So you don''t have the costume or anything you want to put on Verga?

    "I don''t, though."

    "Right. You weren''t supposed to come out of a brave man..."

    "... Yes. Sorry, sir."

    "Well, even if I saw it a long time ago. You don''t have clothes or anything that looked good on you?

    Question while pressing Yut against the wall.

    There is no way he can escape, and Yut honestly scrutinizes the fragments of his memory.

    "Other than my usual dress..."

    The first thing that came out was a yukata.

    Costume when I looked around at Folio-Farina as Verga.

    For a slutty girlfriend to wear, she was a big yukata.

    The blue yukata hem naturally even underfoot, and he wore foot pockets. With the exception of the face, was the complexion about twisted with both hands?

    The fabric embellished with flowers was also too clean compared to the image it held in Verga, although it was gorgeous.

    That''s not why, but it''s impressive.

    "Not a kimono, but a yukata..."

    "Oh...... of that time..."

    Acorns, too, I remember that.

    After that, a lot happened. You can''t forget.

    "The yukata is just like that, so I think it''s a kimono..."

    "Is it a creep"

    There, Regina, who had been serving a hundred-eyed coat, the Robe of Argos, came through.

    "There is only one type of magic object (magic item) in stock."

    "There is?

    Left pressed against the wall, Yut questioned Regina. The expression and voice can only be expressed unexpectedly.

    If it had been Regina from the Brewers, she would have been relieved by surprises.

    "Yes, sir."

    It is only prevalent in Li Kutua in the Brewers.

    I never imagined it would turn into a magic device.

    "I do... That''s right..."

    World of dreams.

    Yes. This is a world where you won''t be trapped by the common sense of the Brewers.

    The world itself is full of wonder. To this extent, maybe it''s natural.

    "That''s the purchasing department etc. I can''t give you a discount, but I''ll have it"

    Regina, who has just finished her hundred-eyed coat, Robe of Argos, returns to the backyard.

    Yut and Akane also returned to the Valtrudes.

    "Wow. I didn''t know you two were talking to me about your concubine costume."

    "No, it just happened as a result..."

    I didn''t aim. It was only a sailboat manipulated by the wind, such as Yut.

    "I can''t help feeling the love from my son-in-law."

    "Let me tell you something"

    "The more the truth, the greater the anger."

    "... the battle over Yut, you still shouldn''t have stopped along the way"

    "Here, neither of us fight. Looks like Regina brought it to me."

    At the right time, Regina showed up with the garment digits.

    For kimono wear, a vibrant blue kimono.

    The blue silk kimono was so beautiful that I accidentally drank my breath.

    "Oh. Beautiful..."

    "Right. But..."

    Beautiful, no doubt, but rugged and unadorned. The same goes for the belt.

    Also called Simple Is Best......

    "Aren''t you a little lonely?

    "This isn''t a bad idea, but it should be better to be decorative"

    Seneca II agreed with Valtrude, who expressed a frank opinion that it was plain. Somewhere, I can''t deny the impression you''re missing the Dragon Dot.

    "I mean, is that the core of this magic device?

    "Exactly."

    To Verga''s point, Regina bowed her head small with her kimono in front of her.

    "This kimono...... The more colored soul kimono wearers defeat their enemies with undermaids, the brighter the fabric is supposedly dyed, the more physical defense and magical resistance it increases, and the more power the wearer"

    "I see."

    Interesting, Verga reached for his colored soul kimono and confirmed his touch.

    Seems to like it a lot.

    "Is it a hobby to dye it yourself? It''s not bad. Don''t you think so, son-in-law?"

    "Why are you swinging at me?"

    "Is dyeing a woman''s stomach the man''s true self?

    "I thought we were talking about magic equipment!

    "In fact, what about there, brave man?

    "Don''t say things like Larsia..."

    "Excuse me. I see the Laws of Larsian Preservation have worked."

    "Laws of Larsian Degree Preservation"

    If Larsia is not around, the law that someone will behave like Larsia.

    Not that Yut could have said, ignoring the law of energy conservation all the time, but it was the worst law of the world than Naruto.

    "I liked it. More importantly, it is good that the son-in-law wants to see the kimono of his concubine"

    "... in No Comments"

    This just occurred to me when they said in addition to dresses and sailor clothes.

    ... and so much so that Yut was not impeccable either.

    In fact, it definitely suits you.

    From now on, your concubine will be the destroyer.

    "I just wanted to say if I could... but I guess I can"

    I have enough fighting power to hang out with Valtrude.

    Verga would dye colored soul kimonos not far away.

    With a little reticence, Valtrude acknowledges its strength.

    Acorn, too, had a different direction but almost the same feeling with his combat skills and fashion.

    "When you''re wearing that, you''re gonna go past the chairman of the Wind Discipline Commission and become a totally extreme wife."

    But I couldn''t say it didn''t look good because it''s Acorn working with Regina to lead the Brewers'' fashion revolution.

    "Well, wouldn''t that be nice? It seems to work pretty well."

    Besides, as long as Yut was Yut, he didn''t seem to need to be more jealous than he needed to be so far.

 588 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XVII

    After school the day after attacking the second tier.

    Yut and Akane were visiting the Student Council Room.

    "I''m sorry I called you out on purpose"

    "No -"

    "If Alcia invites you, I''ll rush for nothing!

    Intercepting Yut, Acorn hugged Arcia. He looks really happy and has no shards of evil.

    "Huh? Yeah, that''s good."

    Alcia doesn''t try to refuse, even though she blacks and whites her eyes at the acorns who have suddenly shrunk their distance. Rather, I took it for granted.

    Such Alcia turns her gaze to Yut this time.

    "Thank you, Yuto."

    "Because I feel the same way as Zhuyin."

    "Oh, yeah?

    Alcia invited her to the round table, pulling slightly on two people who liked her too much.

    That round table already has Valtrude and Jonah.

    "Both of you, you''ve come a lot. Explain my work to Sister Yona and Sister Arcia."

    "Is that what you were called for"

    "Uhm. And I want you to prove my innocence"

    "Innocent?"

    Sitting back in the chair, Yut sees Jonah''s face without expression.

    "I''ve decided to run by myself."

    "Oh, I see"

    Yut glanced at Acorn, who sat next to him. I understood why they called me in an instant.

    At the same time, I understood how Arcia and Yona felt.

    That can''t wait to see what Valtrude has done anymore.

    It was almost identical as a standing position, Yut in particular.

    "What, because this is the first time Val hasn''t partied with me"

    Arcia looked worried as she handed out a hot drink with green tea and a roasted tea contract.

    Something like the mood of the mother who stuffed it and sent it off for her first use?

    But that was worrying.

    "It was all right, wasn''t it?

    While I was anxious that something would have gone wrong, Akane

    The yut answers after a sip of tea.

    "Oh. It was my first combination, but I was able to work with it properly."

    "You will, you will"

    See, you''ve seen it, and Valtrude reached out to which bake.

    Seeing where I didn''t get my hands on it the moment it came out, he was pretty nervous.

    "It had already been acquired¡­"

    "How much does Jonah not trust Val?"

    "I trust you. In a way."

    "That''s for sure"

    "Which side are you on..."

    And Valtroude resented me. He turned his gaze on me, but it was the same party as Verga. You can''t possibly not cause problems.

    It was natural to think so in a way.

    "My Val didn''t seem to bother me, I''m really relieved"

    "Aside from the inconvenience, without Val, we wouldn''t have been able to attack in such a short time."

    Using a salute to Alcia reminds me of the old days.

    Slightly uncomfortable, but this wasn''t too bad to miss.

    "See. I would have been right"

    "Stupid......"

    Jonah opened her red eyes in dismay.

    The biggest expression of the Albino girl''s emotions. I should say stunned or stunned.

    "There must always be an och somewhere"

    "Sure, I didn''t bother with Verga..."

    So much so that Zhu Yin seemed to notice something as well.

    Reminds me of every single thing I could do in the second tier, with my index finger gently against my lips.

    "Collaboration was a complete division of labour, wasn''t it?

    "Have you noticed?"

    There''s no way we can work together from the start.

    That''s why Yut split.

    Yut manipulates the weather, Acorn drives away the surroundings, Verga inhibits the attack and Seneca II supports it.

    And Valtrude will finish it.

    "Well, it''s a division of roles, isn''t it?

    "That''s for sure"

    "So I hope you both will continue to put pressure on Val and be careful not to cross the line with Verga"

    With that said, Yut pushed his baking toward Jonah.

    The Albino girl grabs it.

    "Oh, wow, wow, wow."

    "No, to the deputy."

    "... Sister Alcia, a teacher is taking bribes, in front of the student chairman"

    "Third tier''s next, right?"

    Alcia''s thoughts were geared towards the future.

    Sometimes, if we put it together properly, we just get stuck in the mud.

    "Sure, a lot of monsters come out, right?

    "A monster... an undead monster."

    Third tier dominated by the princess of rotten meat, Tura zu Lanuz.

    There, it was especially famous for the emergence of many monsters, even in the Undermaids.

    "I think the Titans of the second tier came out pretty good, too."

    "I mean, I guess that means more than that next time"

    "Uh-huh..."

    Unpleasantly from the bottom of his heart, Acorn slammed against the round table.

    Not as big as Alcia but with a crushed big chest, Valtrude gives a bitter running look.

    For a moment. But for sure.

    "But as a structure, it''s finally going to be a common dungeon."

    An underground labyrinth of all-stone construction.

    The aisle is at best lined up with two people. The ceiling is low, naturally, and the sun never shines.

    Dark and stifling, the so-called dungeon.

    Defeat the massive immortal monster (undead) roaming there and destroy the rotten princess T¨¹ra zu Ranuz waiting in the deepest part.

    If they say dungeon, it would be the first structure I imagine.

    "I mean, that, right? Immortal monsters (undead) are rotten or infected, right?

    "That''s not all of it."

    "I mean, most of them are..."

    To Yut''s ruthless words, Acorn stuck up once again.

    "Don''t worry."

    Valtrude slaps his chest so he can brave such an acorn.

    "Soon, I''ll be more thankful to be rotten or infected. I can''t help but kill evil spirits (ghosts) and ghosts (raises)"

    "Brave man, let''s break through in a flash"

    "Oh, they don''t have the shortest route."

    "The tunnel."

    We had that conversation before we tackled the third tier offense.

    It''s supposed to be.

    "Why are brave men and Verga leading an army of zombies!

    Meanwhile, only one princess of the ghost is on this side.

    He led countless corpse survivors (zombies), along with dragon zombies, against the kimono empress and the great white robe magician (Arch Mage).

    Even though it is only the third time, we have also become accustomed to the transfer from the dimensional gates (gates) managed by Vainamarinen to the Undermaids.

    That shouldn''t be why, but Yut''s vision of finishing the metastasis was swamped.

    "That''s not where I was listening..."

    "Oh, my God, there seems to be trouble."

    Verga, dressed in a blue kimono, said with a lewd smile without shards of seriousness.

    Rather, I enjoy this situation.

    That would be natural, too.

    "... it''s just Verga"

    "Disgruntled."

    "I can''t deny that the two of you were good with Zhuyin anyway"

    Is it an accident of metastasis or a gimmick in this hierarchy itself?

    After going out to strange places, Verga is the only one I''m with. The acorns seem to have slipped away.

    "Kuku. I mean, you''re telling me to turn around on my own."

    "I didn''t say, I didn''t say"

    Yut denied it with a light tone.

    It is not good to peel here. That much is understandable to Yut.

    "You''re joining the Zhuyins first. First, look for anybody close to the sky."

    "That sounds like we should wait a little while."

    "... are you serious?"

    The tip of the finger that Verga sluttily offered.

    From the end of the swamp, I could see something like black stains spreading.

    It''s a zombie.

    It was a flock of zombies, spreading like clouds and summers.

    At its head is the King of Death (No Life King) aboard the Elephant Corpse Liver (Zombie).

    "Turn it off."

    Yut reached for the spell document only as a must-win in the lead.

    The narrow dungeon meant that we weren''t prepared for massive destruction magic, but there is as much to do.

    "The three of us who are not here are not necessarily together. I know what it''s like to be alone."

    The blue kimono Verga pushed away such a yut.

    "Son-in-law. Isn''t that shallow?"

    "Verga"

    If you intend to disturb me, forgive me, but the red-haired wind discipline chairman will flush.

    "Is it not that rotten corpse that the concubines really should defeat?

    "... although that''s true"

    From the current, we have to defeat the rulers of the hierarchy to move on.

    In other words, the true enemy is the princess of rot, Tura zu Ranuz.

    Yet so far, I have no clue.

    Of course, if we explore this wilderness, we will eventually be able to get there, but now there is something to take precedence over that.

    "If you''re the King of Death, let''s get to the point."

    "Are you going to negotiate and gather information?

    "I don''t know."

    Verga smiles sluttily as she gets my will. In the swamps, it seems impossible for the degree of mud to invade the body.

    "With this peculiar situation, no matter how much information you have, you won''t have any trouble?

    "Well, some hands use the" Remote Sight "spell..."

    Depending on the negotiations, there is also the possibility of a solution in a shorter time than fighting.

    To the point of that possibility, the offensive signs disappeared from Yut.

    It will go in the direction you want, and Verga smiles at the horny slut.

    "Besides, it''s a kimono from my son-in-law."

    "I took the point out of the party property, and it was Regina who recommended it."

    "For the first time, I will colour you with the souls of the demons."

    It doesn''t change the fact that Yut tries to deny it, and I can''t stand for clutterfish or anything like that.

    Verga was an empress at all times.

    "Here... where...? I mean, what about the brave man?!?"

    "Are you out of line?"

    "I''ve never heard of such a gimmick..."

    Acorn, Valtrude, Seneca II.

    The three remaining transferred was in front of a decaying castle gate on a small high hill.

    Nowhere, such as a stone underground labyrinth.

    Neither Yut, and then again, Verga.

    "It''s completely different from what I was hearing..."

    Anxiously, Acorn looks around the left and right.

    I can''t help it. More than anything irregular has happened. This is the first time I have been separated from Yut since I came to this world.

    This feeling was just an emotion Acorn could not share with anyone.

    "Maybe because you attacked the second tier on the shortest route?

    "Ah. SR poignant"

    Acorn was convinced that he thought of a system that he was not sure would increase in difficulty if the conditions were met when the stage was cleared.

    I was convinced, but the situation remains the same. Anxiety, too.

    "First, you should aim to rendezvous with them."

    "If we''re together, Seneca thinks it''s a loose end."

    "That''s not good..."

    The method is undecided.

    But the girls'' hearts became one.

    Acorn''s meticulousness also temporarily disappeared with a sense of duty to Yut rescue.

    At that time.

    - Back off.

    Valtrude unleashes the God-of-the-Demon sword Divine Subjugator and shoots through the decaying castle gate with a sharp gaze.

    "Come out. Or do you want to go this way?

    I can''t feel a sign or anything in Acorn.

    But in this case, Valtrude is far more trustworthy than he is himself.

    As he stepped back as he was told, Acorn pulled out his fine sword (Rapier) and prepared for danger.

    "... I have no choice. I''m in a bit of a hurry right now."

    "Please Wait"

    From the shadow of the castle gate, a shadow slowly appears.

    Float in the air.

    "Ghost..."

    What emerged was a clear woman glowing blue and white.

    The facial moulding was something I could call beautiful enough, but now I''m worried. I''m wearing a tiara and I don''t have legs at the end of my long skirt.

    "I''ll see you with the adventurer."

    "Yes."

    To Valtrude, there was no rush or look.

    Also, the attitude does not change when the target is like a ghost (ghost) or ghost (rais).

    "I''d like to ask you guys a favor. Please, could you just listen to me?

    A ghost of a woman with a noble atmosphere somewhere bowed her head deeply.

    Unexpectedly, Valtrude and Acorn stare at Seneca II.

    The relationship between Fermina, the sun god, and the Undead Monster (undead) is, to be modest, a great enemy of the uncluttered heavens. Cooperation, etc., can''t be done either.

    Besides, they''re not human.

    There were no deniable elements of this being a trap.

    "¡­ First, let''s hear it"

    Still, Seneca II calmly accepted the Plea of the Haunted Princess.

 589 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XVIII

    Thousands of corpse dwellers (zombies) lead by the King of Death (No Life King) on Elephant Corpse Livers (Zombies).

    Verga is always the way it is, even in front of a group that covers up swamps. For an empress given a kimono by her beloved, she is no different from the queue of ants.

    "Stop."

    Grandiose, I gave orders just to say that it was normal to do so.

    This is not where you are. Originally, I only assumed command of the zombie.

    Struck by its authority, the hordes of zombies loosen to a halt. What was not simultaneous was simply the problem of the speed of response of corpse survivors (zombies).

    Only the original ruler, the King of Death (No Life King), struggled hard against Verga''s rule.

    "Stand before my legion, who are you!

    Jumping off the elephant corpse (zombie) who had stopped listening, who did what with his luxurious cloak.

    A frightening voice that echoes so deeply that I don''t think the creature has let it out.

    Shivering red eyes shrivel the consciousness of the beholder, and a mummy-like face without vibrancy evokes instinctive fear.

    Magic pieces (magic items) such as rings and talismans can also be seen as powerful delicacies without having to do Magic Sense.

    Absolutely not the right person to confront.

    General criteria, then.

    "A couple of high school kids on the way."

    "How confusing, how dare you?"

    When couples have high school students, there''s no quarrel.

    "Never mind, King of Death. My concubine''s son-in-law is in a lighthouse."

    "From Verga, I didn''t want to hear about the lighter or anything!

    A word you would never say if Yut knew Verga.

    Larsia. It must have been Larsia''s influence.

    Definitely because Yut''s brain Larsia is laughing high with her hands on her hips.

    "Have you prevented my march to make me listen to bullshit? You deserve to die."

    "Oh, man, I don''t know what you mean by giving him respite."

    "Do you still want to go on!

    The King of Death (No Life King) causes death and negative spirituality (Aura) to erupt. As a result, the surrounding corpses (zombies) change into dust.

    "But rejoice. My concubine is in a very good mood right now."

    But you can''t mess with one of Verga''s kimono hems.

    The evil demigod spreads his hands as he exalts generosity, and commands.

    Lay low.

    The sight is unusual, dramatic. It was even touching.

    First, the King of Death (No Life King) fell on his knees. Without hating the cloak getting dirty in the swamps.

    At the same time, thousands of corpse dwellers (zombies) fell flat at the same time.

    Not to beg forgiveness, but to pay tribute to a great being.

    That''s not even the dusty zombies. To carry out the Empress''s life, she returned from the dust to her original appearance and knelt on the spot.

    Of course, a zombie didn''t have that kind of power. It was caused by the evil demigod, a miracle.

    "Well, let''s hear what it''s all about"

    Whether it''s a miracle or thousands of loyalties, it''s the same as usual.

    Verga gave permission to the King of the Dead (No Life King) to speak.

    "In this world there exists an abominable Hellenonian God''s treasure (artifact) ¡­ No, we will"

    Verga did not react in any way, just silently urged ahead.

    I''m not even visionary, but I feel like this happened when I was trapped in the spiritual world of Verga.

    I hate to admit it, but I wasn''t uncomfortable.

    "The Princess of Corruption gave her life using her dominion over our Immortal Monsters (Undead) to take away the treasures (artifacts) that the Ghost Knights defend."

    "The King of Death (No Life King) said there was no other way to follow it."

    Kindly enough to mock, the red-haired empress showed understanding.

    No longer, as is perfectly absolutely normal, I look down.

    Naturally. What do you expect from a cicada whose lifespan comes and rolls to the ground?

    "If the Undead are most afraid of their own doom - death"

    "That''s a terrible story."

    Simply escaping life expectancy is not true immortality. I didn''t understand Yut, but maybe that was natural too.

    "Uh-huh. But if this happens, it''s gonna be easy."

    Verga said it wasn''t enough to take the troubles of the undead monster.

    "From now on, serve your concubine. Better than a princess of rotten meat or something?

    "Why don''t you just saddle me from the dark to the tyrant?"

    Ni and, up the edge of his mouth, Verga laughs sluttily.

    The figure is incredibly beautiful to the brush tongue.

    More importantly, it looked good on me. Everywhere, it seemed like Verga. Therefore, lewd and beautiful.

    Only in that respect, Yut had to admit as well. The vector was the opposite, because it was the same as Valtrude, who comes to the fight against evil.

    "Ha. Together, we will belong to His Majesty."

    A totally prestigious king of the dead (No Life King) made the flag light and clear.

    "Negotiations, intelligence gathering, subordination."

    "Would it be better to ensure that we get the information?

    "I had trouble denying it."

    There are mountains of things to say, but Yut pushed everything into a bitter laugh.

    Now, rendezvous with acorns is a top priority. Sympathy for the King of the Dead (No Life King), who was suddenly deprived of his legions, is second only.

    "Are ghost knights that protect their treasures (artifacts) that strong?

    "The fewer, the more comparable it is to a single army alone. Also, even if you can defeat them, a new warrior will appear from somewhere. So we took the time to build up our strength."

    That is, in a sense, a reasonable decision¡­.

    "I''ve done nothing."

    Verga was, naturally, spicy.

    Neither is Yut willing to defend himself.

    "There''s no point in rolling out clutterfish to a true hero."

    "You agree with that. You''re a hero because you can exceed the quantity."

    Sure, those zombies are overwhelming. It''ll be over when you''re trampled.

    Normally.

    But it''s also hard to imagine the sight of Valtrude suffering one scratch.

    I mean, that''s the thing.

    "Looks like you''re right. Earlier, there were signs of three heroes being summoned under Treasures (Artifacts) ¡­"

    "The three of us..."

    "Zhuyin"

    Yut was blatantly relieved.

    Not without danger, but the fact that Acorn is with Valtrude and Seneca II is good news.

    "One more thing next. What is the Princess of Corruption going to do with her possessions (artifacts)?

    A slightly calmer Yut asked the King of the Dead (No Life King) a question.

    I swore allegiance to Verga, so naturally, I treat Yut politely as well.

    "Nothing more than to get it, from a princess of rotten meat"

    "The treasure of the Hellenonian god (artifact) binds the princess of rotten flesh to this land¡­"

    If Falv - is in line with the seal of the Kera Forest, then it shouldn''t be the only one. But I don''t have enough information to discuss.

    | Even if it is a treasure, will the princess of rot regain her freedom by just destroying it? Or do we need to perform rituals to liberate? I don''t even know that.

    "Verga"

    "My concubine and son-in-law met in heaven''s dispensation."

    Just being called by name, Verga perceived Yut''s intentions.

    Spin words on sluts then, as if to bless them.

    "Let''s start with the Hellenonian god''s treasure (artifact) in your hand."

    "No, that''s what I get, because it sounds like there are Zhu Yans over there. Now''s the time to negotiate properly, right?

    "Rest assured. I''ll make sure you get it right. Even the concubine who speaks of it has a grudge against her."

    "There is no such thing as reassuring elements..."

    It will take the Empress to begin the march.

    Follow the Undead Monster of Yunxia and his beloved man.

    The acorns were about to turn their ears to the story of the ghost princess in front of the decaying castle gate.

    Of course, Valtrude remains unplugged from the God-forsaken sword Divine Subjugator.

    "First of all, my name is Michaela. It was the last princess of the Shrubash kingdom to prosper."

    "... you know what?

    "You can''t possibly know me"

    "Right. That''s right..."

    Acorn apologized with her hands vertically saying she was sorry.

    Valtrude accepted more without question than to eagle fry......

    As Seneca II, I did not have to wonder if I could treat it, but I chose to be static that it was not a matter of speaking out.

    "How''s Mr. Seneca?

    "Same goes for Seneca. One thing I can say is, if you don''t know Akane, who is also a bard (Bird), could that be the story of a different world?"

    "It''s that one even if you expect it from me... Well, there was a country like that."

    "Yes, shortly after I disappeared with my country, I lived here in the treasures of the Hellenonian gods."

    "... ho"

    The name of the believing god came out with the treasure (artifact), and Valtrude moved Willow Eyebrow.

    But Michaela, the ghost princess, said she wanted to explain this place first.

    "This is an area dominated by the princess of rotten meat. No, to be precise, let us say that T¨¹ra zu Lanuz is kept in this realm"

    "You sound like you''re going somewhere."

    To Valtrude''s point, the ghost princess nods with a blue and white face.

    "It should be absolutely impossible, besides the Senecas students, to move across the hierarchy of undermaids,"

    "Oh no..."

    Unlike the two people who were stained with common sense in this world, Acorn had his mind on the forefront of the ghost princess.

    A pillar of the demons (Demon Road), the princess of rot, T¨¹ra zu Ranuz. The story is that its castle and Kera forest - part of Valtrude''s territory - are actually connected.

    There have been cases where six major sources and Valtrude are sealed by the Istas Divine Minute Divine Body (Avatar) they believe in, but they were about to be released by one vampire (Vampire).

    I haven''t had any particular problems since then and I''ve been sinking into a corner of my memory......

    In fact, the real purpose of Bloodsucking Marquis Zieguart Crewing was Acorn himself. There''s no way you can forget.

    "The princess of rotten meat, Tura zu Lanuz, has an ambition to invade the ground"

    "So in the Undermaids, we had a different space from the normal hierarchy?"

    "No. On the contrary, they would have prepared some space to hide the original hierarchy and deceived their eyes."

    If the current story is true, Seneca II added.

    Akane, on the other hand, has a magnificent, abrupt story and is not following it at all.

    "This is the kind of body that sent me to this land, and there were several dependable knights on my side."

    Michaela looked away, as she had thought in the past.

    "And we defended the Crest of Lightning, the treasure of the Hellenonian God."

    The Holy Mark of the Hellenonian God floats on the chest of the Ghost Princess, which turns her into a shield with a thunderous crest on it.

    "This is what binds the princess of rotten meat to this land"

    "Sure, Helenonia, don''t feel the divine authority of God..."

    Valtrude cutting the mark and praying, and Seneca II meditating and paying homage.

    In the meantime, Acorn bowed his head too.

    "It is inseparable from me, and T¨¹ra zu Lanuz himself, cannot lay his hands on it"

    "But the castle is like this..."

    "Yes, so I ordered an immortal monster (undead) to rob me, which had nothing to do with me."

    Now there''s only ruins left, but there must have been a fierce war.

    As usual, Michaela looked around and then said:

    "There used to be a number of English spirits of a noble knight, but one less, two less. Now it''s all about leaving this powerless body behind."

    "That thunderous crest, Crest of Lightning, so you can''t defeat your enemies or anything?

    "You can do it, but I thought that was the thought of the Tura zu Lanuz"

    "It''s possible..."

    If you use force, you just weaken the seal.

    There was no basis for the ghost princess''s words, but that''s also why it wasn''t something I could easily try.

    Valtrude stabs the exorcist serious Divine Subjugator underfoot in a situation that is not a glimmer.

    "Contrary to the second tier"

    In the second tier, the realm of the perennial giant ice jabdufareve, we had to go around to weaken the demons (Demon Road).

    This time, key items must be collected and protected in order to keep the Tura zu Lanuz in the third tier.

    "I know I will defend the items that the princess of rotten meat seeks... Is there any guarantee that the seal is really the only one?

    Six major sources of light, darkness, earth, water, fire and wind.

    Acorn pointed out, thinking of the story that there was that seal, that the information could not be said to have come out.

    "If there were other similar items, they could be packed poorly. Is that what Acorn wants to say?

    "Yes, yes. Even if this were all we had, just protecting it wouldn''t solve the case, would it?

    Defeating an Immortal Monster (undead) after a treasure (artifact) cannot be the end of it.

    The demons (Demon Road) won''t be able to deal with it if they push it in quantity, but they can''t stay undermaided forever.

    As long as the princess of rotten meat is pulling back, this one''s lost for sure.

    "In the first place, I can''t get my hands on the crest. That''s okay, but what were you going to do after that?

    If you can''t get your hands on it, you shouldn''t be able to break it by securing it.

    Seneca II also ran into the same question as Yut.

    "Not enough information..."

    I tried to get Divine Subjugator, the wandering demon sword that pierced the ground, back into his sheath, at that time.

    "Oh...... An army of kings of the dead. I didn''t know it would move this fast."

    Michaela, the haunted princess, raised her voice as if it were worldly.

    At the end of her grieving gaze is a herd of dead people (zombies) covering the surface.

    "Zombies in seven minutes, the ground feels like three minutes..."

    Conversely, Acorn was smiling bitterly at the sight of unreality.

    But in it, he found a familiar face and was drawn back to reality at once.

    "Why are brave men and Verga leading an army of zombies!

    Meanwhile, only one princess of the ghost is on this side.

    He led countless corpse survivors (zombies), along with dragon zombies, against the kimono empress and the great white robe magician (Arch Mage).

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    "Zhuyin, good... Looks like you''re safe."

    "Looks like you''re safe... it''s not! Why are you leading the Zombie Corps of Hell!

    "Hell''s... I have trouble being told it''s like a B-rated movie..."

    "The trouble is, it''s this way!

    "Even if they say it cute, I''m in trouble..."

    A conversation of childhood friends, exchanged over the sky and on earth.

    Akane, irrationally angry at Yut for appeasement from the bottom of his heart. As for the mood, both, are right.

    So what''s wrong?

    Problems are aggregated into one.

    "That''s the zombie, Verga took over."

    "... I''m convinced."

    I had to. Persuasion around here is comparable to Larsia in a way.

    "Son-in-law, it''s a good thing we''re done telling Kugaku, okay?

    When the red-haired wind discipline chairman, wearing a simple kimono with no decorations, took a slutty confirmation, he glanced at the ground.

    The figure is precisely that of a born ruler.

    It entails majesty as the demigod of evil and proclaims it descending.

    "Surrender. Attack if you don''t."

    "Why, suddenly it''s a surrender recommendation. I told you we''d discuss it properly!?"

    "Negotiation would be the first push for unacceptable demands?

    "Isn''t that the last notice from the beginning!

    Over the decaying castle gate, Verga and Yut are rubbing.

    The dragon''s zombie rider is no different from the evil demigod and the Great Mage.

    In the meantime, it doesn''t look like Yut got (...) brainwashed again.

    I think I can handle this.

    Right after Acorn stroked his chest down.

    "If you''re going to attack, we have an idea."

    "Thoughts? It would be an error to eliminate concubines"

    "If you know, you don''t have to say it"

    The Knight of the Reiki Diocese (Paladin) rode a light provocation.

    Seneca II and Michaela, the ghost princess, open their mouths pompously. With the current flow, there should have been nothing element for the battle to begin.

    But not for the Holy Virgin of Helenonia.

    "If you''re going to bullshit me and try to take the lead in the negotiations, until you take it back with your strength"

    Set up the Divine Subjugator, the Devil''s Sword, and glimpse the sky with sharp and beautiful eyes. If you were a regular person, you would be drawn to that gravitational pull and come down from yourself to the ground.

    "What''s up? You can continue to attack unilaterally from the sky."

    "If that''s going to end, I''m not going to have a hard time."

    An attack unleashed with such half-way readiness can''t possibly work for Valtrude. If it seemed to work, Verga had no difficulty.

    I still have to kill my concubine. "

    "That''s odd. I was thinking something similar."

    "In the end, you''re going to get there..."

    Even though it is a world of dreams, the evil demigod and the Holy Virgin of Helenonia are bloody.

    Remembering a beating (Tyman) shortly after repelling the helix of despair (Leliouria), Yut held his forehead so that he could catch a headache.

    In the meantime, the dragon zombie slowly descends.

    This dragon zombie is an offering offered by the King of Death (No Life King) as a sign of subordination, originally the biggest trump card.

    That''s a word of obedience to Verga.

    There are a lot of things I think about, but I won''t even stop Yut because it makes it easier to talk to him.

    But dissatisfaction erupted from somewhere else.

    "An unscrupulous statement against His Majesty and His Majesty the Master. The hard part is the Cathedral Knight (Paladin). I don''t even have to bother you two!

    The King of the Dead (No Life King) flips his cape and sticks his thin, muscled fingers against Valtrude.

    An immortal monster (undead) surrounded by the scent of death and a cathedral knight (paladin) who sinks adjectives other than beauty into a sea of thought.

    It can even be described as extreme, a contrast of beauty and ugliness.

    Everyone feels signs of a one-touch immediacy and hardens themselves to tension.

    Except one.

    "Master...? Brave man, what did you do?

    "Zhu Yin, it''s not like I named you!

    "Uh. Yeah. I think I got it."

    As a childhood friend, Yut, now her husband, is vulnerable to pushing.

    Yut''s character, which he knows all about in more than a decade of dating, didn''t seem to change here either.

    "Keep it down, my lord, the Master wants a discussion."

    "... we did an unsolicited imitation. Punishment, let it be."

    "With loyalty and courtesy, the concubine cannot be angry to that extent"

    You liked the call, you slutty, upbeat, Verga approaching the acorns. Yut panicked, too, and followed him.

    "Haven''t you retreated from your son-in-law?

    "Say what. Although it will be a pleasure to enjoy the process of progressing from a military teacher to a concubine''s son-in-law. Somehow, yes. It''s called office love."

    "Office Love"

    I''m not gonna ask you now. Acorn looked away.

    Just to be clear, I only feel a grudge. He looks like a salaried man who climbed up to the president saying he wasn''t interested in being born.

    "Well, Verga. You mean down on the ground, you''re gonna have to talk about it, right?

    "If a concubine nods to that word, do you trust that one?

    Valtroude has no sign of sheathing the exorcism sword Divine Subjugator.

    Verga doesn''t break her provocative attitude with her slut.

    "Val, Verga. Let''s start with a mix of information. Something about a ghost eating and leaving behind."

    You don''t exactly mean it, but you can''t let them collide here.

    Yut tries to put out a ghost girl who looks like a princess to pick her up and stop her, but this was a bad idea.

    "Well, does my son-in-law care about the new girl?"

    "To a ghost opponent, that''s not it. No, it doesn''t have to be a ghost."

    "Right or right. I owe you one."

    Listening to Yut''s excuses, Verga forced him to carry his debts as a matter of course. Are you tired of calling me back to my son-in-law?

    "Then Seneca will tell you about this on behalf of you"

    If we do not leave it to Valtrude and Verga to move on, Seneca II stepped forward and made his name. To the presence of a single dose of sobriety, Yut was a thought that went out to sea.

    "Well, I don''t have a big history of saying that I''m..."

    Immediately after the transfer, he encountered an immortal monster (undead) led by the King of Death (No Life King) in the swamp.

    That Verga took it over.

    The King of the Dead (No Life King) had been ordered to rob the treasure of the Hellenonian God (artifact) by Tura zu Ranuz, Princess of Corruption.

    "So when Zhu Yans found out that he was on the side of the treasure (artifact), he said this happened."

    "In the whole army?

    "I was going to leave the zombies behind, but I can''t do that because they follow me like a chick after Verga..."

    "I didn''t expect to be missed by a zombie..."

    Seneca II gave a resemblance to disgust in her less emotional but terminal appearance.

    As the ground deputy of Fermina, the sun god who defines the immortal monster (undead) as his enemy, he would have no choice but to react.

    "I don''t know what the treasure (artifact) on the midwife is, but if it''s in my hand, it''ll clear the way."

    "Unfortunately, I can''t do that"

    Seneca II stood resolutely by Verga''s bystander unmanned demands.

    "Helenonian God''s Treasure (Artifact) and Thunderbolt''s Crest of Lightning are assimilated to her Michaela."

    "Hmm..."

    Verga stares intriguingly at the princess of ghosts. Next to it, Yut sighed. There are only signs of trouble.

    "My name is Michaela. Who once prospered and was the last princess of the Kingdom of Shrubash."

    "The Kingdom of Shrubash......?

    "Don''t you even know the brave man?

    "Like I''ve heard, like I don''t... When I did some research, did you see...?

    Acorn stares suspiciously at Yuut shaking his neck sideways if he can''t remember.

    Exactly, I trusted that Yut would know, but guess what.

    "But I don''t even know what''s going on with the structure of this world, so I guess I can''t help it...?

    Soot softly moved to the side of Yut, and Acorn whispered in his ear.

    "Is it reasonable to think so..."

    When I heard Yut''s reply, I pulled my hand and took him to this side with the usual flair as it was - and Verga grabbed the other hand.

    "Wait, both of you. It''s like Judge Oka."

    "It''s okay. I''ll let go of my hand first."

    "I wish I could get through to my Verga opponent too..."

    "You''re so bold. No alarm, no clearance."

    "In the first place, it''s a mistake to have a brave man over there!?"

    "If you ask me, I did"

    He was somewhat next to Verga in the stream, but his original standing was different.

    In jeopardy, the "Master''s Hall" was about to become a fait accompli.

    "When you think about it, you have a conflict when you say you will negotiate..."

    He had been put on board by the red-haired wind discipline committee chairman.

    I shrugged my neck that it was hard to do, and Yut was Acorn and Verga. I shook my hands off both of them.

    Then move between the two and take a distance between them.

    "So, The Crest of Lightning, a thunderous crest. Helenonia, you were talking about God''s treasure (artifact) assimilating with her?

    "Huh? Ah, yes"

    Suddenly the story returned and Michaela showed confusion.

    But it''s also for a moment.

    Immediately, Yut or Verga. Additionally, start explaining to side with the kings of the dead behind you (No Life King).

    "The princess of rotten meat is planning an escape from the land. It''s the Crest of Lightning that prevents and binds it."

    "Val."

    "Oh. I definitely felt the divine authority of the Hellenonian God"

    Just being called by name, Valtrude perceived what Yut was trying to say and returned an accurate answer.

    Yut is convinced, but Acorn, Seneca II and Verga are heartfelt and sinister faces.

    The other party, Valtrude, on the other hand, had tilted his neck since saying, why that alone had made sense of the intention.

    "The crest of thunder, Crest of Lightning, is inseparable from me, and T¨¹ra zu Lanuz himself, cannot lay his hands on it"

    "So the princess of rotten flesh let the kings of the dead strike..."

    The exchange of information is over.

    But in the end, I got stuck in the same place.

    "Don''t you understand, Master Yut?"

    "As much as I can guess, I can..."

    Share the same concerns, Yut and Seneca II.

    Nevertheless, there was room for the Great Mage (Archmage).

    "Let me appraise the Thundering Crest of Lightning."

    "It''s..."

    Probably because it''s assimilated to treasure (artifacts). The ghost princess lays her eyes down in embarrassment.

    I know it''s necessary, but I don''t nod easily.

    If Larsia was there, she''d say, "You want to appraise a girl? Yut, you''re doing a good job! Take care of that feeling!" But there are no meadow species (magners).

    He''s not here.

    "... ok"

    After showing a little tour. Michaela, the ghost princess, told me she had no other means.

    "But if you cooperate with me, make a promise (...)"

    "Naturally (...)"

    Michaela, the ghost princess, smiles with a blue-white ectoplasm to Valtrude, who replied with no time to spare her hair.

    Yut watching the exchange covers his mouth with his thoughtful hands.

    "What''s going on?

    "No, it''s nothing"

    Waving and denying, Yut prepared a monocular (monocle), the focal point of the Magic Analysis (Analyze) spell.

    Always prepare for any magic fixture (magic item).

    "Well, give me the Thunderbolt crest, Crest of Lightning."

    "... Yes"

    When I nodded my face in embarrassment, the Holy Mark of the Hellenonian God appeared on the chest of the Haunted Princess. That turns into a shield with a thunder crest on it.

    I couldn''t feel God''s breath like Valtrude, but I also found that I didn''t have to touch the enormous amount of magic. First, it looks like it''s definitely a treasure piece (artifact).

    "Magic Analytics"

    Yut explores its details through a monocle.

    At the same time as the spell was completed, the information flowing directly into the brain affirmed that it was a treasure (artifact).

    In addition, it is a seal on the princess of rotten meat, Tura zu Lanuz.

    Besides, it also seems to be a pretty high-performance shield.

    And......

    "Earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness. By collecting the symbolic marks of the six major sources and performing the ritual, the seal becomes complete¡­"

    "You mean a mission offensive hierarchy, not a combat solution?

    The type that is cleared by applying a seal instead of defeating the demon lords (Demon Lord), the Lord of the hierarchy.

    I wonder if there is such a thing, Yuut, who admires the diversity of the undermaids.

    At the same time, the question arises as to why a complete seal was not applied from the outset¡­.

    "The fact that the source is involved makes you feel tight."

    I agreed with Acorn''s sentiments.

    But it doesn''t dispel my doubts.

    "I''ve heard from the princess of rotten meat that it''s the mark of the source."

    "None"

    "Huh."

    "Perhaps you didn''t tell him because he can''t be touched by an immortal monster (undead)?

    A ghost princess makes assumptions about not even knowing that the king of the dead (No Life King) existed.

    It''s reasonable.

    Sure, the muscles are through.

    The princess of rotten meat can''t give you all the information.

    But it didn''t look like Yut was convinced by Acorn.

    "Perhaps the Hellenonian God sent us"

    "But here we are, the reason the princess of rotten meat doesn''t come out..."

    Valtrude reinforces it with further reasoning, but Yut still doesn''t let go of his thoughts.

    "... I mean, that''s... that''s okay...?

    And reach, one conclusion.

    Crushing, Yut stares at Verga, not Valtrude......

    The evil demigod laughs sluttily.

    I mean, that was the answer.

    "It''s good to hear from you...... and can you say"

    "Absolutely not. If the concubines had come here first, they might have fooled us."

    Objectivity is important.

    "What are you talking about?

    Valtrude gave a strange look to Yut and Verga, who only the two of us could tell.

    Yes. Not jealous, not angry, it seems strange.

    "There''s the ghost. I''m telling you, it''s the princess of rot, Terra zu Lanuz."

    "Stupid. Do you have proof!?"

    "Well, the seal is in person."

    - Evidence?

    He controls the yut he tries to explain, and the kimono Verga comes forward in a slutty motion as a chunk.

    In that hand, when did you call? The crimson sickle was gripped. With a weapon in the form of mowing a person''s soul, Verga laughed lewdly.

    As usual.

    "That would be better if we made it now"

    Smile.

    Slutty, with a really good smile.

    Verga waved the Great Sickle of Death without hesitation.

 591 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XX

    "... well. Regardless of the concubine, do you not believe the words of your son-in-law?"

    "... that''s not how it is..."

    Ghost Princess Michaela. No, the Great Sickle of Verga waved against the princess of rotten meat, T¨¹ra zu Lanuz.

    Between them, the beauty of Valtrude, who took it by fate, had a common colour of perplexity.

    The behavior itself is not wrong.

    But I don''t know why I did it.

    "Hellenonian Cathedral Knight (Paladin) defending the Demons (Demon Road) is unprecedented."

    "That would be a story you''re just claiming on your own"

    "... No way"

    Verga mocks Valtrude, who protests but is bewildered. Hearing that voice, Yut comes to one possibility.

    "Earlier in the exchange, the contract was concluded?

    Just before appraising Thundering''s crest, Crest of Lightning.

    "But if you cooperate with me, make a promise (...)"

    "Naturally (...)"

    Thus exchanged, words.

    This became a kind of curse, which dominated Valtrude''s actions.

    When Yut shows its potential, Seneca II and Akane distance themselves from the ghost girl, and Verga deepens her grin even further, while at the same time increasing indecency irrevocably.

    "A curse. A curse..."

    "No, I can''t believe it''s a curse. Would you agree to be on my side?"

    Valtrude crushed with the ocean as he received Verga''s Great Sickle with a shield integrated with the caged hand. Even its flashy appearance is beautiful.

    Meanwhile, Michaela, who remains covered in Valtrude, neither denies nor affirms it.

    "Oh, you haven''t thanked me yet. Thank you. It really helped."

    "... try it"

    He bounces off the Great Sickle he was receiving with his shield and uses his recoil to wield the God-fearing sword Divine Subjugator behind his back.

    To Michaela.

    The blade of the divine sword waved with unstoppable sharpness in his eyes, however, unnaturally stopped on the verge of reaching the haunted princess.

    "I put an inch on it... it''s not like that, is it?

    "Yes, Seneca is not deeply involved in the war, but I don''t think he stopped it at the will of Chairman Valtrude."

    What even Acorn and Seneca II can tell cannot be understood by Valtrude himself. One person, I''m convinced.

    However, that never happened if you asked me if the behavior was understandable.

    "I see. You have a sense of coercion with your unclear powers. Same as when we stopped the Verga attack earlier."

    "Hey..."

    "I was going to apologize if it was a mistake, but you don''t seem to have to"

    "Oh, I apologize...?

    At least, Michaela - I don''t understand Teula zu Lanuz.

    What I understood was the fact how dangerous the existence that was supposed to have drawn me to my side was.

    "Help me - self-determination"

    "Say no."

    I can''t mishear you, Valtrude''s short response.

    Go on, just a few steps in.

    The fact that you protected Mikaela from Verga means that, if you turn it around, you are in an excellent position to attack T¨¹ra zu Ranuz.

    From there, a six-second strike that will be unleashed in your spare time if you blink.

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    "Gaaaaaaahhh"

    Crest of Lightning, the crest of thunder, and Divine Subjugator, the God-forsaken sword.

    The forces derived from the Hellenonian God resonated and echoed, penetrating the whole body of the Tura zu Lanuz.

    Striked by divine authority, the demons (Demon Road) bewildered.

    "How dare... Give me an ugly look..."

    Michaela, the ghost princess, and a nasty skinned woman with seedy objects embedded all over her body. A streak of grains, like holes, results in physiological disgust.

    Its ugliness overlapped, distorting the face of the phantom in agony, and its translucent body dashed brightly.

    "How can you make a covenant with me with this princess of rotten meat, Tura zu Lanuz!?"

    "If I wanted to solve it, I solved it"

    "If I wanted to solve it, I solved it!?"

    "For Val, it''s common sense..."

    I feel sorry for you as a substitute guardian for Alcia, but all I have to say is that it''s Valtrude there...

    That''s because it''s the same thing I''m telling you not to fly against birds.

    "Again, non-entity enemies are not good. Very, very bad."

    Still, Valtrude has a face that doesn''t float.

    "I have to punch him twice"

    With that said, there was no sign of moving to Valtrude.

    "If... ugh"

    The look, whilst blurring him out, is common with the curse and resentment.

    The princess of the rotten flesh turned her gaze to the king of the dead (the no-life king) and the corpse survivors (the zombies) under her command.

    Until now, I let him swim, so to speak, it''s also an emergency meal.

    Take it in, feed it, expose the ugly body, but cut through this place. We still have two enhancements left. Expulsion is easy.

    "What do you want?

    However, the undead monsters are not allowed to move slightly. We''re supposed to form a line to the spiritual body and be happily taken in.

    "Whatever. Because I work for a concubine."

    A spicy, lewd beauty dressed in a kimono said with a slutty grin on her mouth.

    "My men must be taken care of, because they also say sour mouths from the right arm of the concubine."

    "I guess it would have been better if Larsia had taken over the Chancellor of the Verga Empire instead of me..."

    Then it would have been peace (...) sooner.

    In the form of the Verga Empire dominating the world.

    Whatever, I made it clear that Verga and Larsia were the worst combination. When confronting this mastermind of dreams, you must make a proper complaint to the servant.

    "Nevertheless, I didn''t expect to give the concubine a¡° double ¡±role. Is it a manifestation of humility, or is it kept in use? It''s troubling."

    "Say it well. Instead of worrying, you wouldn''t even care."

    "Well, I''m pretty sure the concubine is the right one."

    Valtrude gives way to the place and Verga stands in front of T¨¹ra zu Ranuz. The crimson sickle emitted a glowing light.

    "I don''t care if it''s the end of the line on the maiden..."

    "I was alarmed earlier, but now - ugh."

    Crest of Lightning, the crest of thunder.

    The original shield, the Hellenonian God''s Treasure (artifact), emerged, and Tura zu Ranuz prepared for Verga''s attack.

    The dazzling light overwhelms the surroundings.

    Yet the red-haired empress dressed in her kimono does not blink with the Great Sickle in her hand.

    The princess of rot, Tura zu Lanuz, and the thunderbolt crest, Crest of Lightning.

    "Well, suppose you think there''s more negotiating material."

    - All of them, we broke it off.

    "Death, as a condition of bouncing irrationality on the litter. No, extinguish, but good."

    "- Why?"

    Preparation is not always helpful.

    Ghost Princess Michaela, Tura zu Lanuz, Princess of Corruption, was savoring the extreme of irrationality while her right and left half shifted up and down.

    It could be taken for granted that it was ravaged, although it was slaughtered and used in vain.

    Never, though not justified.

    "It was a pattern my client betrayed... You''re a little too bad for them..."

    "Hopefully, it''s a sight I don''t want to believe..."

    Left and right slices. Darkness appears at the center of the abyss, sucking in the spiritual bodies of the demons (Demon Lord). It''s like, a black hole.

    The darkness sucked Verga into the kimono he was wearing.

    Colorful soul kimono.

    Magic item, coloured by the soul.

    It devoured the souls of the demons (Demon Lord), and a pale light wrapped the whole body of Verga, and it bounced.

    "No, not bad."

    A glossy cherry blossom and a bird flying in the sky pattern floated in a blue kimono with no decorations. Similar to the stars that colour the night, it is truly mysterious.

    "... that''s ironic. Like a soul, beauty and ugliness seem different."

    Even Valtrude is so beautiful that she can breathe much more.

    "A pattern that doesn''t seem to have anything to do with a princess of rotten meat... doesn''t mean the design changes depending on the target."

    "Brave man, that''s the place."

    Demons (Demon Road), the princess of corrupt meat, Tura zu Ranuz, without showing its true appearance.

    Destroyed by the Virgin of Helenonia and by the demigod of evil.

    Without becoming an all-purpose catalyst (reg.), leave only one shield that is broken.

    "The first trigger is the uncomfortable feeling that if it''s a treasure piece (artifact) to seal, it''s at the target..."

    Tura zu Lanuz, princess of rotten meat.

    Divine Clover defeated the irregular hierarchy in a more irregular way than that. He returned to school and was listening to Yut solve his mystery on the cafe terrace of the purchasing department.

    "Well, that makes sense."

    Chairman of the red-haired Wind Discipline Committee while wearing colored soul kimonos. Verga, who instantly understood Yut''s reasoning, had lewd leeway.

    If you''re winning, you can express it.

    That''s not why Acorn tries to argue with Yut''s explanation.

    "But doesn''t Val understand lies?

    "Yeah. That was an important tip, too"

    Yuut nodded as he rinsed the black coffee looking delicious.

    "In conclusion, Michaela, the ghost princess, was not lying"

    "Are you hiding yourself as a princess of rotten flesh?"

    "Yes. I''m just hiding it, I''m not lying"

    Valtrude puts his lips to dissatisfaction, but he didn''t say anything. I don''t even realize it was just to please Yut and carry the pancakes I ordered into my mouth.

    "I guess you''re not lying about Val saying you''re not feeling suspicious"

    "It was true, if you ask me, that the princess of rotten meat was trying to get out of the undermaids, and that it was sealed with a thunderous crest, Crest of Lightning."

    Seneca II said as he remembered. As if to decipher the role of poker.

    "But then, the Kingdom of Shrubash? It''s also true that she was the last princess..."

    "It must be true. I just didn''t tell you how it went down."

    history...... and that the crushed acorn,

    "Ah. Michaela... did something Elizabeth Bartley and became the Demons (Demon Road), so the country was destroyed..."

    "Highly likable, I think it''s reasoning"

    Was she an evil princess, dyed her hands in some evil ritual?

    Or was she an evil princess who had fallen prey to evil law in order to defend her country?

    I don''t know that. The truth is, it''s in the dark.

    Just as the name of the Kingdom of Shrubash disappeared into history.

    "But you would have protected the Thunderbolt crest, Crest of Lightning, wouldn''t you? Besides, there must have been some English spirits. I hope she''s not lying."

    Soon after finishing his pancake, Valtrude drank the milk before expressing his doubts.

    Giving him a subtle paper napkin, Yut answers without a panic.

    "That''s probably because it''s integrated with treasure (artifacts)"

    Michaela - Integrating with the Princess of Corruption, there is no doubt that the Demons (Demon Road) will also take serious damage if Thunderbolt''s Crest of Lightning is destroyed.

    "If it were destroyed at a bad time, there would be dangers for Tura zu Ranuz herself. If you''re bad, you could be defeated by the King of Death or something before you go outside the Undermaids."

    "Specifically, the timing of the concubine."

    Yut affirmed, only smiling bitterly.

    Still instructing the Kings of the Dead (No Life King) to recapture the Thunderbolt crest Crest of Lightning in order to eliminate the English Spiritual Knights, the intrusive escorts.

    From the beginning, you didn''t think you could take it.

    "If you look at the details, there seems to be a discrepancy..."

    "Sure, there doesn''t seem to be any lies"

    "But isn''t that, in short, just telling the truth?

    "Even though it''s a situation where you want to crawl into straw in a cornered state?

    Yet no lies or exaggerations exist.

    That''s the saint.

    "... hmm? It''s obvious, isn''t it?

    Seeing the Virgin''s reaction, Acorn was convinced.

    "Well, it turned out to be O''Rei. Let''s just say it''s good."

    "You wouldn''t have known it wasn''t from the outside, and if Verga hadn''t noticed, I wouldn''t have been so sure."

    I noticed and said the result was coincidence, and Yut drank up some black coffee.

    Thus, the strategy of the third tier was completely over.

    "We''re treading smoothly. That''s more than anything..."

    One breath builds up, then Seneca II continues.

    "It''s time to do something about the example concerns. I was wondering if we should discuss it."

    "Bottom tier..."

    "Yes. Wishes by Obelisk. And what do we do about it?"

    "It is a well-known story that Obelisk fulfills the wish of¡­"

    "... is it like" The Great Petition "?"

    Obelisk supposedly fulfills the wishes of all first arrivals.

    Plus, create a new world. Alternatively, they say it gives them the right to rewrite.

    Worst case scenario, you can have each wish fulfilled what you like.

    "But the right to rewrite the world..."

    "No one has ever broken through, so naturally, I don''t think we can all be given equal"

    Problem once shelved in order to proceed with the attack.

    Valtrude stretched his back and Verga smiled a slutty smile.

    And Acorn looks anxious.

    I was staring at Yut.

 592 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XXI

    "Let''s sort things out."

    Yut and Akane, who broke up with Valtrude and the others, returned to their apartment and went to their room.

    Dragon Man (Draconut) maid Kagra was confused, but I can''t afford to worry about it even though I think it''s bad.

    "First, we... Me and Zhuyin go back to the original world. This is a big premise."

    "Right. Yeah, or I''m gonna get in trouble."

    Acorn nodded firmly as they sat together on the bed in Yut''s room. I''m totally used to it, hold my flattened stomach.

    I''m totally used to this world, too, but I can''t let it flow.

    Absolutely.

    "... in order to do so, we need to reach the bottom of the Undermaids and fulfill our wishes with Obelisk... and rewrite the world"

    "But it''s unclear exactly what will happen."

    Of course, there is no guarantee or certainty that we can return to the original world with that.

    But I don''t have any other clues right now. You just have to look for another way when you can''t, so you don''t have to think that far.

    "Right. Do we need rituals or do we have to use spells? Or should I just say my wish..."

    He seems to know if it''s around Vainamarinen, but I didn''t think he''d answer. The information would also be limited, as the undermaids themselves are untattacked.

    "In that area, as far in advance as possible, gather information¡­"

    "That''s the problem, isn''t it?"

    Akane shades his expression.

    What I wanted to say, Yut knew too.

    "If we get our wish, you''ll disappear..."

    At first, I didn''t care because it was a dream. Naturally. Simply because it just gets back to normal.

    But it''s hard to break it off like that.

    Akane squeezed Yut''s hand on the bed.

    "I don''t know, this way. Everyone is alive..."

    "... right"

    Nor could Yut be denied.

    It''s real for a dream, and if you don''t think about your return, it''s as fun as a dream.

    Make people and the world attached and hesitate to the collapse of this world. High return at low cost. If this is mastermind thoughts, it''s a big deal.

    "I think there''s something about the person who doesn''t have a continuous memory that can be said to be the same as him, but after all, Val is Val, and Mr. Alcia is Mr. Alcia..."

    "Oh. And Larsia was Larsia"

    Really, Larsia was Larsia.

    Yut, who told him to bite, slapped Pong on his knee with his free hand.

    "Larsia wants to hold her breath here..."

    "Don''t you have to be Verga?

    "Ugh."

    Being spotted not being serious, Yut got stuck with the words.

    "Well, that''s anyway"

    "Fine. I''ll get you through."

    Childhood friends are easy and hard to do.

    With a bitter smile, Yut opens his mouth in a light tone.

    "When this happens, I think I''ll just have to be honest with you about it all"

    The content was cynical to the back of the face.

    Anyway, after all this absurdity, the conclusion is to disappear for our own good. Normally, you should avoid it.

    "Shut up till the end, like an unintentional hit -"

    "No, he''s in high danger of being spotted by Verga"

    Anyway, Verga knows that the Yuts have memories of the original world.

    Just observing Yut brought me to that conclusion.

    If so, it is more obvious to disagree than to see fire.

    "... then we''ll have to make allies..."

    Worst of all, there is also the option of breaking up Divine Clover and stepping undermaze with just Yut and Akane.

    "I do, but it''s too risky to choose"

    "... you''ll have to do it."

    "It didn''t come out of nowhere, it was an inevitable problem."

    It''s not just for my child I haven''t seen yet.

    There''s no kite or Yuri here.

    Besides, I have one idea.

    "I''ll do it, even if it''s more difficult than the dungeon''s offense."

    Yut, so determined to speak, had the look of his father.

    The next day.

    Yut gathered members of Divine Clover into his room.

    Yut and Akane are in bed. The other three have a futon ready to sit on the floor.

    I don''t even have a colo because I have Kagra go for a walk.

    I felt the seriousness of Yut.

    "Today, we discuss the example concerns¡­ Before, I had a gathering to ask you to listen to me and Zhu Yin."

    And Yut speaks from the beginning.

    Originally, being in another world that wasn''t here.

    When I realized it, I was lost in a dream world.

    The original world - even the Brewers, that they knew each other.

    That you are attacking the Undermaids and trying to return to the original world.

    Finally, that this world will disappear.

    Valtrude and Seneca II utter no words to the story they cut out without even preparing one of their drinks, just a shabby look on their face.

    It won''t even be possible.

    "So in the end, this world itself will be gone... should be"

    Such absurdity, it can''t be easy to believe. If Acorn wasn''t with me, I wasn''t sure I''d run out of talk until the end.

    Only Verga, however, smiles quietly while in sailor clothes.

    "Before discussing the authenticity of the content...... Seneca is concerned that Master Verga is not moving at all"

    "... sure, if you say so"

    To the chairman of the wind discipline committee for sailor clothes, not blue cherry blossom kimono, the gaze gathers all over the room.

    But it''s not Verga who feels something.

    "Because the concubine had noticed."

    From under Yut''s bed, he moved his gaze around and said sluttily, pale.

    "... I see. Is that what you mean?"

    "Are you convinced?

    "That''s a common pattern in horror movies. That an old woman who seemed crazy was actually telling the truth"

    "Really? I see..."

    "I mean, Seneca, look at the horror..."

    Acorn got worried if he didn''t want to turn undead watching.

    "But I know you''re not lying... uhm"

    I''m more skeptical of suspicion than half-hearted...... To such a Hellenonian Virgin, Acorn rides himself out of the bed.

    "In the first place, isn''t it strange that there''s usually a god in a modern world?

    "... I don''t know what''s wrong? In the first place, what does modern style mean?

    "Ugh."

    In Valtrude''s innocent and innocent response, Acorn rammed into the bed.

    That''s what common sense is about here. The only thing that makes me uncomfortable is Yut and Akane, which are heterologous molecules.

    "By the way, in your world, what was our relationship?

    "Oh, yeah......"

    "Do you hear that? You want to hear it?"

    To the signs of gossip, Acorn recovered in an instant.

    Tell such an acorn, with his gaze, not to say anything extra, and Yut spins his words as he ponders.

    "Not only with me, Val... but with Arcia, Jonah and Exile''s old man, and Larcia, too. We partied to save the world."

    "Well, the world."

    "And Val got the territory, and I helped run the territory..."

    "I''m married, you two are."

    "What... so...?

    "I''ve got kids too, you two."

    Impossible.

    It''s supposed to, but somehow it sticks. Valtrude distorted his face to a strange sensation......

    "What are you doing?"

    "Yawning, etc., not here!

    ... I meant to, but Verga defamed me and made me unwittingly exaggerated. I didn''t say no. That can''t be true, there can''t be.

    "... wait. If what you''re saying is true, why are you getting along so well with Akane when you''re married to your Chairman Valtrude?

    I''m married to a brave man, too.

    "What!?"

    "By the way, so is Mr. Alcia."

    "Even Sister Arcia!?"

    Forgetting about Verga and all, Valtrude stood up unexpectedly.

    "What, you wouldn''t say even Sister Yona, etc.?

    Valtrude''s eyes, hearing so, were completely seated.

    Instead of compromising beauty, it was also full of different charms, but the party to which it is directed freezes its spine.

    Yut retreats on the bed and offers both hands forward to calm down.

    "That''s just not true. It''s not."

    "I''ve been told ~"

    "Zhu Yan is too much of an interesting side..."

    "Again, the Laws of Larsian Preservation have worked."

    Without the shards getting any worse, Akane grins deliberately, holding her mouth down with her hands and "ho ho ho".

    "Well, in the first place. In the world we know, the three of us were close, but not the three sisters."

    "Right. Then there''s no other way."

    "Uh-huh."

    Seneca II made a deliberate cough when Valtrude sat back in a cluttered convincing manner.

    "By the way, what is Seneca''s relationship?

    "A great man from a neighbouring country?

    "The Great Man of Neighboring Countries"

    I guess I didn''t think words like that would come out in the current flow.

    Opening his almond-shaped eyes, Seneca II opened his mouth pompously.

    "The point is, someone else."

    When and where did Verga take it from? I was moving a fan with wings. Is it an appeal that you are laughing......

    As a matter of fact, the relationship between the great people of the neighbouring countries should not change Verga herself.

    "No, that''s not all. I even took a request and traveled to heaven to defeat a bad god. Together"

    "Normally, why don''t you come out that way!?"

    I don''t even hate to disturb my long chestnut hair, but it wasn''t very effective.

    "Not to mention if I had a child. I understand that Yut and Akane have a desire to return to the original world."

    I guess that''s where it matters, when Valtrude suppressed Seneca II and Verga.

    But I don''t understand why that wish is going to make us disappear.

    "Sure, if it''s Val''s point of view, the Fae are better off with us..."

    "Not so"

    Valtrude shakes her head shaking her beautiful blonde hair. The illusion that particles of light can play and disappear in an instant.

    "Assuming this is a dream world,"

    It''s not that I don''t believe it, but Valtrude goes on in the foreground.

    "I guess we''re not both dreaming the same dream, are we? Wouldn''t it make sense for us to disappear even if Yut and Akane were gone?

    Not something as uncertain as a dream, but lost in something like a solid parallel world.

    Valtrude said so.

    Akane gets a little lost and then dares Yut to open his mouth without looking.

    "Actually, I was originally pregnant, wasn''t I? Fine, my stomach''s grown..."

    "Really? I''m sorry about that."

    And, where I bless you, Valtrude realizes.

    "I see. Is that the basis for the dream..."

    The person was not confused and confused.

    That was an unparalleled proof.

    "If that''s the case, we don''t have a choice."

    "Right."

    "Huh? Both of you..."

    To the Virgin and the Divine King, who nod together lightly, Acorn is confused the other way around.

    "Surely, laughter, suffering in this world - there must be a lot of things alive. It may not make sense to be erased because it''s fake because it''s a mistake"

    But Seneca II speaks with determination.

    "But still, mistakes have to be right. Distortion brings greater tragedy one day"

    "Yeah. That''s what I mean"

    "... okay?

    "I haven''t decided what''s going to happen yet."

    "Yet interfering with your hopes would be an evil deed"

    "I don''t have an Alcia sister, but I would never disagree. This is not a guess. Definitely."

    "The concubine disagrees."

    Verga slashes and rips warm air.

    "As I''ve said before, I repeat the Undermaids offense as many times as I can. That''s what the concubine wants."

    That way, I can keep playing with Yut forever.

    "It''s a shame."

    "Of course."

    But Yut expected it.

    While sitting in bed, stare straight at Verga, who sluttily fans.

    "I have one suggestion on the matter"

    "... well. My son-in-law suggested it."

    Interestingly enough, Commissioner Evil Wind Discipline smiles sluttily.

    "I''m going to, if there is..."

    - Immediately after, that smile froze.

    "Why don''t you accompany us when we return to the original world (...)?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Nobody, not even Verga, could react.

    The exception is one person.

    "Ahhhhhh!?"

    Still, it''s not like we can afford it.

    A development that I hadn''t heard or expected at all.

    Acorn shouted, accidentally grabbing Yut''s chest.

 593 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XXII

    "Ha."

    Yut tried to bring wind discipline committee chairman Verga back to the Brewers.

    Acorn, who accidentally grabbed Yut''s chest by so much shock, returned to me and let go of his hand...

    "What do you mean, brave man!?"

    Eventually, I grabbed it again. Stronger.

    "Even when you calm down, you still grab your chest..."

    Yut also gives me the edge of the adventurer. It''s not as painful or anything as this, and it''s easy to shake it off apart from not doing it.

    But there seemed to be something about Acorn''s sword curtain.

    I wonder if I should have talked to you beforehand, just a little distracted.

    "I''m telling you, it''s not like cheating or anything, is it?

    "Oh, my God. So you''re serious?

    "I didn''t want Verga to give me that kind of low-level return..."

    Completely, nothing but the negative effects of Larsia.

    "I don''t doubt that."

    "Oh, thank you"

    The hand of the acorn I was grasping looses.

    But that was a moment.

    "I''m talking about a brave man, so, like, you know, maybe you''re desperate to flip the plate, but you haven''t noticed."

    With Yut''s clothes grabbed, Akane puts her face close to the distance she can kiss.

    "Even though it was an alley to just one. When the Empress is two, it''s the ruin of the world.

    "Oh? Are concubines being sold fights?

    Verga makes tea look interesting, but Acorn completely ignores it. Clearly, it''s not the other way around.

    "Be calm, brave man. Even if you''re alone, if you cooperate, you''ll be out of control."

    "Is the concubine a monster or something?

    "But that''s what we''ll talk about when we get home."

    Of course, Yut was calm.

    Calmly ignore Verga''s statement and poke the truth.

    "... ugh"

    "First of all, unless we step through the undermaids, we won''t be able to talk"

    With Verga, chairman of the Wind Discipline Commission, opposed, the reach to the lowest level would also be unrestrained.

    Even without Verga, you''ll get to Obelisk, but at worst, you''re likely to be interrupted as a matter of course.

    At a time when Verga realizes on his own, he can''t even fix the other routes.

    Overshadow a packed situation in a way. As Akane said, the way to turn the board upside down was to return with Verga.

    "Uh, there you go. Work with everyone..."

    "Larsia, which way do you think we''re going?

    "Right...... That''s what happens..."

    In the end, that was the decisive hit.

    Releasing his hand from Yut, Acorn impetuously fell into bed.

    Body in recoil. In particular, the chest bounced, not in a spiritual sense, and the eyes of Valtrude and Seneca II narrowed.

    "This is something I have to tell Verga, though..."

    The acorn thing stops to fit at the edge of his sight, and Yut stares at Verga as he sits in bed.

    "I really don''t know if I can make it to the world we were in."

    "That''s for sure."

    Words that suddenly rebuffed promises were also only within the bounds of assumption for Verga.

    "The concubines are like bubble dreams, and if the dreaming son-in-law wakes up, that''s what disappears like bubble. If you do, you won''t live with it. Is that what you''re trying to say?

    "Verga. I can assure you, Yut hasn''t said that much."

    Valtrude, who was listening beside him, pointed out her beautiful eyes even narrower.

    "Where the hell did you come from?"

    "Whatever, from between lines."

    "... I see"

    "No, Val. I hope you''re not convinced there."

    The line is too wide. Enough to write anything you want.

    "Well, if Verga''s transferring, I''ll just have to say I never mind."

    "Seneca agrees"

    The Virgin and the King of God all nodded.

    Yut became impressed with the perceived transfer to the original world. It also seems that there are secrets around here that Yut and Akane have admitted so lightly that they will return to their original world.

    Of course, the likeness of the two hearts is close to the saints, and it is great that they cannot be given to the everlasting.

    "Whatever you say is good. Let''s forgive the concubine."

    The redhead empress, arrogantly. And I said it out loud.

    "The concubine goes to the world of her son-in-law. There''s never going to be another chance like this."

    "Do you believe that? You don''t know how true my story is?

    "Indeed. The point is, they''re trying to get you on an empty bill with no warranty."

    Words of suspicion.

    But I don''t think that lewd, happy look is very much at the victimization of fraud.

    If you''re going to be fooled, don''t be fooled, it''s also cheerful. Rather, it''s also Yut''s love.

    Give me this situation. No, I seriously enjoyed my honeymoon with Yut from the bottom of my heart.

    "This has happened before..."

    Akane finally gets out of bed, sighs as she tones her hair.

    After meeting Dimensional Dragon (Chronosdragon) Dal-Lukash, only Yut and Valtrude were forced to return to Earth.

    Sometimes, the red-haired empress stepped through Folio-Farina''s 100-layer labyrinth and followed Yut with Acorns and Arsians to Earth.

    Verga''s reproduction is too high. For nothing.

    "I mean, that, right? Brave man, you''re thinking about hitting Verga over here and over there, aren''t you?

    "... of course there is."

    "Mm-hmm. It''s a reasonable place."

    To Yut''s honest discharge, or Verga nods as well.

    Points an indiscreet gaze at not only the originally incompatible Valtrude, but also the incomprehensibility to Seneca II.

    But it''s not Verga who cares about it.

    "For so long as I was with my son-in-law, another woman would hurt me. If I actually met her, I''d have to scold her."

    "What''s that scary. It''s definitely going to be a Super Verga War..."

    Is it the most disgusting thing of all?

    Verga, who said he didn''t pull Valtrude against him, hits one with Verga.

    "You''ll never get a ride..."

    "I make my men because they are good..."

    "The King of Death (No Life King) was also a subordinate in an instant..."

    Not only acorns, but also Valtrude and Seneca II end up stuck in dark blue photographs.

    "Well, if there''s going to be any nuisance or influence there -"

    "I''m leaving, for sure."

    "- Anyway, I''m sure the Hellenonian gods will do something about Verga."

    In the first place, Verga in the original world is missing. Yeah, well, it''s not going to be a critical situation...... should be.

    "Besides, if you go back over there, it''s not just me and Zhuyin."

    Seems to have reopened that I can''t help hiding it anymore.

    Yut speaks of the biggest reason he came to that conclusion.

    "Val, Arcia, Jonah, Exile''s old man. Besides, Larsia. I''ll do something with everyone''s help. It''s not fair that we''re the only ones struggling."

    Yut said that and laughed nostalgically.

    At that time, I hear a modest voice coming from outside the room.

    "Master Yut, may I?

    At the same time, there was a sound of the colo knocking on the door with his forelimbs.

    "Um... I joined the meadow race (Magner) who said he was Lord Yut''s best friend..."

    Kagra, who came back from a walk, said modestly from outside the door.

    "The Brave''s Best Friend''s Meadow Race (Magner)... There''s only one of us."

    "... Larsia should have been excluded in the story of using the help of her peers"

    Now, you can''t even deny it.

    Sighing that he would not stand in regret, Yut rose out of bed.

    "Hey, I''m gonna chase you back"

    "Yes, sir. Take your time, please."

    Dropped off by warm words and gaze, Yut thanked Kagra before holding up the colo.

    Vitalized by Colo''s soft and warm feel, Yuut headed to the front door, where he met Larsia, who waited face to face.

    For some reason, Larsia is armed with leather armor (soft leather) and a short bow (short bow).

    "Hey, Yut."

    If I didn''t know about Larsia, I would describe her as like a naive child, smiling and waving heavily.

    As if to celebrate a reunion.

    "Long time no see! How have you been harlemming? School heaven?"

    "What? At school, face to face every day...... no way"

    Yut noticed.

    I noticed.

    Too good an idea, but I can''t overshadow the fact now.

    It''s Larsia. In front of you, it''s definitely Larsia.

    "Could it... could it be... real... or...?

    "Of course."

    Speak up without misunderstanding, thumbs up.

    "It sounds like a big thing, but when it comes to Yut''s best friend, the Grassland Race (Magner), now in this world... I''m alone!

    "Seriously......"

    Yut collapsed on the spot.

    I can''t even stop the corn from licking its cheeks with worry.

    Just drooling on the spot...... Larsia was happy like a kid with a successful mischief.

 594 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XXIII

    "No. I''m happy with that reaction, but enough to be that?

    "I wonder what... Sure, if you think calmly, it shouldn''t be that far..."

    Let''s not do it on the front porch. Stay drooling, Yut thinks.

    How, did Larsia show up here?

    Why, has Larsia grown?

    Why, it was Larsia who came.

    Those questions are all over the place. It didn''t cross, it attacked Yut... and as a result, it must have collapsed on the spot.

    Yeah, I did a self-analysis, but in the end, I didn''t feel good.

    Exactly, the colo lowered to the floor, and Yut sat down somewhat. And stare at Larsia, who is in just the right position with the front door steps as well.

    Larsia.

    It was Larsia.

    "You''re really Larsia, aren''t you?

    "It''s real. I came to the Brewers, and I didn''t know the right or left. I lived in the same room with Yut for a while, and I took care of him a lot."

    Yes, there were times like that. Of course, not only Larsia, but Exile as well.

    Later, Yut raised his level as a magician (wizard) and became accustomed to it without hesitation. to each other.

    "Well. Really..."

    I was intuitive at first sight, but once again I was stuck with the evidence, and Yut snapped to bite the facts.

    "I didn''t know there was going to be a day when I felt like I missed Larsia..."

    "I can''t help but think about it!

    At the same time, I can''t help but be made aware of the existence of "outside", and the thoughts I''ve been sealing come to me on my own.

    Are the Valtrudes over there safe?

    How are Kate and Yuri?

    Wouldn''t the job be lagging... couldn''t have been.

    "Yabe. Something about reality hitting me and crying..."

    "Brave man? Sounds like he''s prolonging something, but what''s wrong?

    "Oh, yay! Akane looks good too!

    "Yay... why are you nagging me?

    Acorn did not realize that Larsia was real (...). No, you can''t normally notice. I noticed at first glance, probably because it''s Yut. For better or worse.

    "It''s a long time to explain that... we''d better talk where everyone is"

    "Guys? There''s Val over here and Arcia too?

    "Ah. There, too, we need to slip together."

    "Val and Mr. Alcia over here? That''s a funny way of saying... Huh? That?

    "Yes."

    Larsia answers Acorn''s suspicions with her thumbs up all the time.

    "It sounds like a big thing, but when it comes to Yut''s best friend, the Grassland Race (Magner), now in this world... I''m alone!

    "That''s what you had to say again."

    "It''s a tempura bowl, tempura bowl"

    "Wow...... It''s real, this..."

    Later, the acorn was also noticed.

    A meadow species (Magner) trying to take off their small but sturdy boots and go up to the house. Larsia, who can only be seen by children, is a real (...).

    "This is going to be a big deal..."

    "Right..."

    But you can''t avoid it.

    At any rate, Yut took Larsia back to his room, hoping he would have come before discussing it with the Valtrudes. Now your dog is with you.

    "It was too late, my son-in-law"

    "What were you talking about?

    "Ooh. Alcia out, it''s Vergayne."

    Larsia approaches to the sight of the Valtrudes, who waited so dearly in Yut''s room, that she observes, in turn, like Sherlock Holmes.

    Colo also loses and smells the visitors.

    "Not at all, no more. As expected, you''re harlemming. Seneca II."

    "I didn''t let you."

    "Another joke."

    Immediately deny it, but there''s no way Larsia could have listened to it.

    "What''s going on with this?

    I just don''t get it.

    Seneca II and Valtrude couldn''t hide their confusion from the real Larsia who came all of a sudden, but Verga was the only one who wasn''t.

    "What if..."

    "How do you know that?"

    "Assuming it''s the right arm of a concubine."

    "I really want you to assume that"

    Verga and I are working together.

    Larsia was unresponsive, despite hearing such ultra-omosillo information.

    Of course, that''s only a superficial story. It was carved into my heart so that I could use it at the best possible time.

    "So this Larsia is a Larsia from my world"

    "Yay."

    In conjunction with Yut''s introduction, Larsia waves as if she were royalty. It''s like, I can''t feel the serious taste.

    "Yes, that''s why"

    "You''re going to start with a comic genius."

    Larsia nods yeah nagging at Yuut for putting a tight scratch on her. Hit it and it sounds, this feeling. Excellent.

    ... and I knew Larsia was feeling it, but Yut wouldn''t fit in.

    Hold the coro up and sit in bed with the acorn.

    "In the meantime, shall we talk about Yut and Akane while they''re here? I think I''m bored with those three, but say hello!

    While I say hello, I don''t seem willing to hear any objections.

    Stay in the center of the room and look around.

    "The trigger, it wasn''t particularly, was it? But suddenly Yut and Akane stopped waking up."

    "I knew you were dreaming..."

    Especially not surprisingly.

    From Acorn''s situation, I thought it would be.

    But when I actually hear from witnesses, I get a sense of reality.

    "Is that supposed to mean you''ve been attacked by someone?

    "Yes. I said good things for Val"

    "... for me?

    "Is Val over here good at anything other than fighting?

    Doubtful shape, but didn''t ask for any particular answer. Just say what you want, Larsia goes on.

    "When I think about the situation, it just seems like an attack, but then¡° enemy ¡±doesn''t show up, and there''s no demand. No further anomalies occurred. And more importantly..."

    "That''s a talisman."

    "Yes, Acorn was wearing a talisman from some god."

    "Who is some god..."

    Through disrespect, an expression that sounds friendly. Seneca II can''t carry on two sentences.

    "No, we have a lot of gods to hang out with, so I forgot exactly who it was from, but if it was an attack anyway, that was supposed to play... so on the contrary, I''m confused"

    "I mean, could this situation be some kind of" goodwill ¡±? Whether it''s true or not."

    That said, I turn my slutty gaze to Yut.

    "I want you to admit it as a fact because discussing it there doesn''t make the story go on"

    "If it is the wish of my son-in-law, leave me alone."

    "Absolutely, you just wanted to be asked to do it by a brave man."

    I''m a fighter... and the acorns fight.

    "Why, anyway, does it mean that Arcia and Yona worked hard to save Yut and Akane and sent me into this dream world? Oh, more than that, you need to explain why it was me?

    "Don''t"

    Situational adaptability or responsiveness. Besides, given your position at Falv, there''s no more qualified than Larsia. Even Yut would have chosen Larsia.

    "But on behalf of, a message from Val"

    "... let me hear it"

    After re-holding the colo, Yut said with a strange face.

    "''Don''t worry about this one. But be sure to come back with the acorn."

    "He''s a man..."

    "I feel the power of my true wife..."

    Looks like Valtrude.

    I sigh unexpectedly at words so valtrude-like.

    "I see. Actually, it sounds like me."

    "There''s Seneca, too, and I''m honestly impressed"

    This Valtrude is delightful. Conversely, Verga remains silent.

    "It''s our turn next."

    Explain what Yut has been doing since he came to this world.

    Humph, it was about Valtrude that Larsia reacted first, listening as she nodded.

    "Val''s the student chairman? The student chairman, that student chairman with the power to do it? Val did? Val did? Huh? You okay? I haven''t been to school yet, but isn''t it too rough or something?

    Mr. Arcia is the vice chairman.

    "Oh...... Relieved..."

    Larsia said with a transparent smile that was still going to die. It would undoubtedly be sincere.

    "The other me, what the hell did...?

    And since there is no word to speak to the troubled Valtrude, Yut decides to inherit the fact he omitted earlier.

    "So, Jonah''s a teacher with two sisters."

    "What?"

    "Val''s sister is Alcia, and those two sisters are Yona."

    "What? Sister? And a female teacher? Jonah?"

    Larsia dressed herself on the spot for an unimaginable casting.

    "Ahhh. I was wondering if you would give up your turn to Jonah..."

    Funny, the blood of a meadow species (Magner) trying to get to the funny was stimulated, and Larsia was struck by feelings similar to regret.

    It could be a foretaste of a natural mutation.

    "Ren''s a nurse, too."

    "... yuut"

    Larsia said in a true face.

    "Let''s spend some time over here"

    "At least make it questionable. Die."

    Straight denied and cursed, Larsia sighed deliberately. In fact, on purpose. The shards are not damaged either. On the contrary, I even think it tastes good.

    "Nevertheless, Egg is the same force as Seneca II, and I''m Verga''s chief of staff. Hey..."

    "Right arm and chief of staff. Which one was it?"

    I don''t know. I don''t know, but I can definitely say I can''t do either.

    "This situation. Come on. You mean he''s doing the Three Kingdoms at student unions, wind discipline commissioners, sports parties? School hyperbattle? You know, transfer student yuut, you''re a serious protagonist."

    "That''s not true, dungeon. I told you I was diving. Stop it. You''re gonna kill me."

    "I''m the chief of staff, so you''re going down the hill."

    "Besides, Shuqi"

    "''Cause Egg''s obviously Xu Xuan."

    "It could be Zhang Fei, that''s fine"

    I don''t know why you know the trinity theatre...... etc and don''t say anything extra. Because they''re Larsia.

    "The problem is, dungeons... by attacking the undermaids..."

    "Right there."

    "Where are you?"

    To Larsia''s point as she returned to her main body, Yut returned the words in a grumpy manner.

    I''m used to acorns, but I guess they were fresh for the other three. Shut up and watch Yut and Larsia interact.

    "If it was the usual yut, it wouldn''t have taken a proper dungeon offense."

    "It''s not that lame."

    "In the meantime, you did enough to destroy the school building."

    "It''s not so lame!

    Out loud, the colo on my lap rises to something.

    "Oh, I''m sorry"

    Yuut speaking to her dog like she works.

    "No. Let''s do it."

    But Larsia doesn''t fit in.

    "No one has to get hurt, it''s no problem to break it, and if you smash it and the mastermind comes out, you''d have been thinking about making money or something."

    "... there is."

    Acorn also endorsed the meadow race (Magner).

    Indeed, as acorn childhood friends, spouses have that aspect.

    "Brave man, if you don''t mean it, you have to admit it."

    "Soon, I don''t have any allies..."

    An objective perspective from the outside is important.

    I also thought when I was a princess of rotten meat, but didn''t expect to be reminded again. In such a cruel way.

    "I think there''s going to be some kind of mastermind intervention, whether it''s consciousness or awareness around it..."

    Larsia laughs as if she even came up with a new hoax.

    "If only I worked as Deus Ex Machina. Don''t worry."

    And declared war on the unseen mastermind yet.

 595 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XXIV

    "Lightning March"

    "Barrier (Shield)"

    Valtrude, who kicks and charges the floor of the linoleum, is taken by Verga, who uses a secret (Sacramento).

    "All of a sudden, there''s no such thing as flavor shards."

    "No way. If you''re serious, you''re destroying this shield all the time"

    "You mean you''re not going to kill me?

    "If you''re willing to die, it''s cheap."

    Over the invisible Barrier, in the school hallway, beautiful and bad girls laugh.

    I guess that means a small hand check first. A swordswallowing look to describe as a smile between them appeared on the windowsill...... disappeared.

    "That''s a bad thing about footprints."

    "Take it flat and say what. Besides, if you hadn''t set me up, that''s what you''d be doing."

    This magical silver (Mithral) all-body armor is popular with Valtrude. Verga, who was kicked hard with her set of magical silver boots, was pushed to the end of the hallway for each Barrier Shield.

    The student chairman, who solidifies himself in full body armor, follows the chairman of the Kimono Wind Discipline Committee.

    "Lightning Chain"

    Verga lifted the Barrier (Shield) and flew a series of lightning bolts to intercept Valtrude.

    Exactly the secret of flying at lightning speed (Sacramento) beats the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), which is certainly the incarnation of beauty.

    The ion smell filled the hallway, and the glass windows trembled.

    "Verga, to that extent?

    But Valtrude doesn''t stop. On the contrary, eating properly won''t even slow you down. The only trace of a lightning strike is a slight burn on the full body armor of magical silver (Mithral).

    "Again, does it not work"

    "It''s working"

    I''m just enduring it.

    Valtrude, who spoke the truth, was already in front of Verga.

    Open your body and wave the Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator in a horizontal twist. It''s a track that seems to be supported by the wall, but I don''t mind.

    Big swing, but unparalleled.

    Summarize contradictory attacks with non-standard muscle strength, slashing and tearing walls and approaching Verga.

    There is no way to avoid it.

    A red-haired wind discipline chairman dressed in a bright kimono was blown into the classroom with a tedious roar.

    The entrance door was pushed down, hit the teaching table and flown to the opposite wall.

    So finally, Verga stopped.

    "Ha. If my son-in-law hadn''t chosen me, it would have been dangerous."

    Bullshit.

    Verga herself is not grated, nor is there a scratch on her colored soul kimono.

    If it''s a concurrent monster, we can break it both ways.

    At that level of attack, it doesn''t work for Verga.

    "Oh, scary scary scary. If you are so desperate, your weak maiden, the concubine, will fall down."

    The evil demigod mocks Valtrude sluttily, paying off the dust of his kimono.

    "I can''t seem to care less about concubines... but what''s wrong with concubines doing whatever they want?

    "It''s decided badly"

    "Ha. You couldn''t even appeal to my son-in-law. Hey, it''s a big speech."

    "... no muscle to be told"

    Yut Amaxa. Transfer student.

    He is one of the world''s leading users of science spells¡­ From the day I met him at first sight, I felt a strange sense of mindfulness.

    So I guess I imitated inviting him to the student council with a first encount that was meant to be enough to go look at his face.

    But there were also acorns.

    I can''t help feeling that strange...... that''s all, the end has come.

    I have no choice.

    Besides, there was still a role left.

    "The only thing I can do right now is to break the root of your evil."

    "I see. That can''t be fulfilled by diving under maize as a Divine Clover"

    "Too bad it doesn''t get to the bottom..."

    The cutting-edge of the Devine Subjugator is quietly directed to Verga.

    dignified and accidentally breathtaking. The Goddess of War also did this.

    "Let''s sublime it all here, its remnants"

    "The student chairman is better suited to Mr. Yuki than his concubine."

    "Verga, don''t get me wrong. There are no human beings better suited to Commissioner Kazaki than you."

    Even so, the two of us disappear.

    The Red Sickle and the Devil''s Sword, Divine Subjugator, clashed from the front.

    Across each other''s scores, a serious Valtrude and a slutty but desperate Verga collide without this.

    The floor beneath your feet is crushed and crushed. In the aftermath, the desk in the classroom was bounced off with a deafening roar. Look, there''s cracks in the blackboard, too.

    "Ha ha. Don''t hesitate."

    "That''s Val and Verga."

    Shoulder to shoulder...... is not a physical circumstance, but to the willing Larsia and this Vainamarinen, Yut''s temper slipped through the bottom.

    I have told Vainamarinen to some extent about the situation and asked him to cooperate.

    But it was an obvious failure to let him work with Larsia.

    Why are you relaying the "Sports Festival¡± in the gym?

    And are pipe chairs lined up and much excited?

    Yut had no idea.

    "No. I''ve never seen two bees fight properly... bees"

    "... no matter how many times I look at you, you''re a bee"

    Yuut, who moved his gaze to the giant screen of the stage, accidentally held his stomach. The classroom is miserably desolate to see, and in contrast, both the audience and Valtrude and Verga are heating up.

    Still, neither of us is doing everything we can.

    But seriously.

    So, because the battle between Valtrude and Verga is just a forward gesture.

    I don''t need to be in the field because of the relay system built by Larsia and Vainamarinen, but that didn''t even make Yut less stressed.

    Why are Valtrude and Verga fighting hard inside the school building?

    That was due to Larsia''s failure to give way to her insistence on the destruction of the school building when she appeared at Yut''s house.

    At first, Yut thought it was a joke, too, while sitting in his own bed and dogging his dog, makes his gaze harder.

    "If you can''t do anything about destroying the school building, what are you gonna do?"

    "Buckle"

    That''s not what I''m talking about.

    "Liar. Next, Undermaze? Let''s attack the entrance to the dungeon."

    "Before then, I want you to be aware of the problem of destroying..."

    Valtrude makes statements such as common sense itself.

    Against the Beautiful Cathedral Knight (Paladin), the meadow race (Magner) just seemed innocent and crushed - his eyes rounded.

    "Is it Yut''s aspiration after all that Val over here is relatively decent?

    "... Doesn''t it matter?

    Verga and I tried to kill each other right away, and Yut denied it looking careless.

    "No. Isn''t Yut happy there, too? You think Val, the apostle of open and righteous justice, will never forgive Verga alone for his yuut entanglement? Aren''t you going to run out of manhood? Isn''t it?"

    Stop the reputation damage.

    The damage is quite serious.

    The acorn sitting next to me took the colo so forcefully that I had to describe it as sitting next to me.

    "I just disagreed with destroying the school building, and I find it strange that they call me decent"

    "... I have trouble getting Seneca to ask me"

    Seneca II categorically declined a request for rescue from Valtrude. You''re right not to step in poorly.

    "I would like to see my son-in-law destroy the school building if he wants to see it again or not..."

    So, Verga, who had remained silent, spun words from his slutty lips.

    "Your promise to my son-in-law is about to be broken? It''s unacceptable, after all."

    "There, depending on the negotiations"

    "Well, it depends on the negotiation"

    "Yeah. Depends on the negotiation."

    Verga and Larsia.

    The two men, who should not be combined, intertwined their gazes in a meaningful way.

    Who the hell are you going to negotiate with?

    As a yut, I only feel ominous.

    "Well, anyway. I can''t do a dungeon attack right now. I''m gonna make a quick shortcut."

    Without being bad at all, Larsia took it for granted.

    To this, doubt is greater than rebellion.

    "... what''s the hurry situation?

    Larsia nodded seriously at the question of Acorn, who represented her together.

    "The atmosphere of the fortress is so subtle"

    Not bad, subtle.

    I expressed this, of course, for a reason.

    "Yona''s a little grumpy, and Val and Arcia are used to it, so don''t worry."

    I didn''t dare give you a name, but I also needless to say Exile.

    Kagra or Len. My real name seems worried, but it''s not the first time, so it''s not enough to make the atmosphere worse.

    But.

    "I''m pretending to be Yut''s parents or whatever wind, but I know I''m so worried about you."

    "Ahhh...... That''s right..."

    Yut has a history of suddenly moving to another world.

    Even though we have the ground to worry about, this time the acorns are with us.

    What does a responsible father think? That''s more obvious than seeing fire.

    "The truth is, I want to play in this world too! Something like this, I want to leave a lot of trouble behind for the future!

    "Looks like Larsia, reassures me the other way"

    "Nevertheless, there will come other times when you can play whatever you want, because it''s rare that you can make a good face for Yut''s father"

    "So, Deus ex maquina"

    A mechanical god who turns down the confusion of a complicated play into a fast knife mess.

    Larsia descended (Advent) to settle for this dream world.

    ¡­ and at least, he/she recognizes himself/herself.

    "So. Now, if this happens, you''re gonna have to ride me, right?

    "It''s disgusting."

    "If Yut told me, I''d be real too."

    "What, because it''s the right arm of a concubine"

    "Wait. That''s Larsia over there, not Larsia over here"

    "Stop! Don''t fight for me!

    "Now, to the joint possession of the concubine and son-in-law..."

    - I can''t get through.

    Absolutely no, and Yut refuses.

    That''s all. You can''t just forgive me for that.

    So I put the story back together.

    "Well, I know we don''t have time to go through all the more undermaids, but that''s why we can''t even accept that it''s too rambling."

    "So I hope it''s not too violent?

    For an outspoken fried leg removal, Yut and Valtrude look at each other.

    Experience shows that it''s understandable that it''s not a good flow, but it''s also a hard idea to come up with.

    "Then a cultural festival would be nice, wouldn''t it?

    "Cultural festival?

    "Sort of. Shall we stage the school building or even the Battle Royal?"

    "What world has a cultural festival to Battle Royale"

    "If it''s Egg''s tribe, I''m sure..."

    "Oh, yeah. Right."

    It was utterly unmistakable persuasive.

    "If you''re convinced, you won''t be able to go the other way! Because the school building is on stage, I thought it would be a cultural festival, but then, a sports festival would be fine."

    That''s not the problem.

    That''s not the problem, but Larsia couldn''t have cared less.

    "The winner can make one wish come true. Shouldn''t the appearance be like a preliminary exercise of dungeon treading? You can do it."

    "Who can make that wish come true?"

    "Well, that''s Yut."

    "That''s right."

    Needless to say, the most prominent candidate for victory.

    Whatever they want, it goes without saying even more that Yut is relevant.

    "Will you also be allowed to participate in that sports festival, in factions?

    "Of course, there should be more participants! Bubba, let''s cheer up and bring out Mr. Mastermind. The school building is the ring! Whoever got his head destroyed is disqualified!

    That''s because he''s dead.

    Alcia would do something about it.

    But if you''re up to Seneca II, it''s like a decision to hold it.

    "Is this also, in a way, a tianyado?

    "It''s just a neighborhood nuisance."

    Yut and Akane, who are not going to participate, smile bitterly on the bed.

    Thus, the organization of the ¡°sports festival" was virtually decided.

    But Yut didn''t really think about it, for example, that there was a presence that broke into the confrontation between Valtrude and Verga.

    "I''m sorry about the excitement, but should I mix it up?"

    sleigh and.

    The extinct student chairman and the lewd wind discipline committee chairman distance themselves simultaneously without a meeting to the presence of the rock giant (Jarloot) who came in defenseless.

    "Wow. How''s Zig Alto and the others?

    "Knocked him down"

    Exile, full of wounds, said as if nothing had happened.

    Seneca II, a coalition of ministry activities with Kings of Alsace and others. And besides Larsia, the Wind Discipline Commission, to which the blood-sucking Marquis Ziegult Crewing and Ray Cruz belong.

    Those two clashes were inevitable at a time when Alcia turned to the operation and a participant from the student council became one Valtrude.

    And there''s only one Exile left to win.

    The fact that the injury has not been healed probably means Seneca II has also retired.

    Earlier, the final was about to begin.

    "In this tripod, it''s really going to be two to one with us and Verga"

    So Valtrude can retreat with a single hit of Exile first.

    Yes, I made a suggestion that it was open and fair, but not arrogant, but the great chief of the rock giant (Jarloot) shook his head calmly rather than angry.

    "I also carry the signage of the Ministry Activity Federation. I don''t imitate that."

    "Let''s be good. There''s no shortage for them, no surprise cards."

    "... well. Maybe I wanted this to happen, too."

    The gaze and grip of the three interspersed.

    The audience, who are outsiders, also strengthen themselves in tension because they are outsiders.

    Except one.

    "Hmm."

    Vainamarinen, a workwear sitting in the front seat, turned his neck around and moved his face closer to Yut.

    "Do you want to do it too?"

    "... what?

    Yut said, I can understand what it means...... but I don''t want to understand.

    "Suddenly, what the hell! Mr. Jii, you weren''t a battle junkie character!

    "Ha-ha. I gave it to Ray to hold the flowers before, but once, it would be B to settle for it."

    "If these two fight, the school building is going to break on its own, and I wonder if that''s it"

    Nor would the militant party be in the form it was, but it seems there was.

    Vainamarinen, aiming for a return of interest at that time, retrieved the spell while the clerk''s work clothes were still in place.

    "Gravity Inversion (Anti Grav)"

    "The Great Mage''s Shrink, Steps of Archmage."

    Yuut''s pipe chair as gravity flips and falls up. The precision magic manipulation of the Great Sage, which captures only that in its range of effects, is just white eyebrows.

    However, at that time, Yut was a great distance away from moving momentarily.

    "Hey, are you serious to start!?"

    Acorn screams.

    That must have been the general thrust of the audience gathered at the gym.

    "Yut, hang in there."

    Except one.

    "You''re old, so don''t be impotent -" Coffin of Reason "!

    In return, he builds a box of pure magic aimed solely at Vainamarinen, but escaped in the same "Steps of Archmage" shrine of the Great Mage.

    "Shit. Larsia just worried about locking up with me, too, and the activation got sweeter"

    The last school event (event) - the "sports festival¡± grew ever more confusing.

 596 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Episode XXV

    "Nuh-uh."

    A musculoskeletal rock giant (Jarloot) shook Spike Flail sideways as he emitted such a heavy bass.

    The noise bursts through the desk of the classroom like grass and makes me want to hold my ear. There are no shards of untrained to the fight in that orbit that simultaneously punches Valtrude and Verga.

    "Simple violence is so troublesome."

    "It''s still a hell of a thing to prevent your body from falling apart."

    Verga avoided reflexively and Valtrude prevented it with a shield integrated with the caged hand, but could not take it and just bounced back.

    Both equals no damage, but I can''t help but feel threatened.

    Exile, on the other hand, bled further in moments of impact, in the recoil of the spell imparted to the weapon. The tragedy of being stuck in the valley.

    But it doesn''t look like he cared. Pale, he pulled Spike Flail back like Routinework and waved in the same way.

    A circle with a radius of about 12 metres is the dominant area of the Exile.

    Every being within that range can never escape influence.

    That was no less the Holy Virgin of Helenonia than the God of Beauty.

    "Chi."

    Spike Flail looms under Valtrude''s feet the moment he moves to pack the distance. Towed by an anchor-like tip, it won''t come true to pack the distance.

    Because if you were forced to move, you would have literally shrugged your legs.

    Valtrude tried to get a distance to re-divide it.

    Powerful anger spirits (aura) leaked from its sides, stopping the movement by accident.

    "... how dare you"

    Verga was staring at a certain point and trembling in anger.

    A colored soul kimono presented by Yut and dyed in cooperation.

    One of those cherry petals had dirt on it.

    No, it''s not dirt, it''s a scratch. Exile''s attacks were not completely avoided.

    "How dare you scratch my son-in-law''s kimono?"

    The anger may have been directed towards the unworthy Verga herself.

    "" Worldwind "

    Verga, who traveled a short distance on a secret trail (Sacramento), appeared behind the Exile. I don''t have time to wave Spike Flail, just the miracle of God.

    At the same time, it transforms Wang Tin, one of the treasures (artifacts) that symbolizes the kingdom of evil, into a Great Sickle.

    "Redeem with that life, but be good."

    As it was, he shook the red blade down to Exile.

    "Exile!"

    Valtrude screamed at the sickle approaching the rock giant (Jarloot) from behind.

    Now we storm without a moment''s delay. If you''re going to make a mistake, yourself, not Verga - you probably think.

    "Grunt."

    The sickle blade easily slashed and tore the dragon scale (Dragon Skyle) armor, penetrating even the rock giant''s (Jarloot) skin and muscles, reaching the heart.

    Fatal injuries.

    But there''s no way Exile could have fallen due to the degree of fatality.

    "WULLLLLLYYYYYYY!!!!"

    In the first place, we couldn''t avoid Verga''s attacks, we didn''t.

    Dare.

    Instead, priority shall be given to restraint on Valtrude. Again, Spike Flail, wielded to pay his feet, now just rolled the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) to the ground.

    "... brilliant"

    Knock down Valtroude, a one-of-a-kind opportunity.

    "Don''t look sweet at the concubine"

    But Verga didn''t ride. Now I ignored it, even though it would hurt Valtrude.

    Not so long ago, my love for Yut was real.

    Putting more effort into the Great Sickle, he tries to split the Exile into two parts.

    "It''s an honor."

    I wouldn''t call it cowardice or anything. No, not a single shard, not a thought.

    Evil demigod and the Virgin of Helenonia.

    Chairman of the wind discipline committee and student chairman.

    Exile shows his teeth to the fact that both of them were judged to be threats to be defeated first. A happy smile.

    It belongs to a carnivore who floated with the certainty that he could hunt Valtrude and Verga - not.

    It came to me when I thought I was going to be able to do Yut''s whole thing, an innocent smile like a child.

    I''ll take care of the settlement.

    Exile wields Spike Flail by squeezing his last force.

    - Up.

    The ceiling collapsed and the floor fell.

    "I''ve been entrusted"

    Together, the earthly proxy of the solar god Fermina descended. I was waiting in one of the classrooms upstairs, Seneca II.

    "It was a convenience to believe Seneca was doubtless incapable of fighting (retiring) -"

    Exile deliberately failed to heal his injuries.

    Everything, for this reason. To the best and last stage, to draw Seneca II in.

    "Divine Light Explosion"

    The whole body of Seneca II is enveloped in light.

    divine, and a light filled with danger.

    I fed my life, the Qing Saint Spell.

    Unlike other Qing Saint spells, resuscitation by spells is possible, but that does not make the spell worthless.

    The highest position a person can wield. The Ninth Staircase divine spell. Among other things, an even more powerful Qing Saint spell because of the need for sacrifice.

    In the dual sense, the best miracle that man can perform is unleashed.

    God''s wrath ravages the classroom and ravages the school building.

    All the walls are blown up, the glass is shattered and scattered, and the stairs are drunk by a blast.

    And it burst like a balloon that swelled to its limits - the world was filled with light.

    The final battle between the three factions will be settled, some time ago.

    Yut and Vainamarinen around the same time Exile fired his first blow. Both of them were flying around the gym using the Flight spell.

    Instead of restraint, the Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) and Fireball (Fireball) are shot out.

    The spectacle that plays out in front of me also hails from students who should be used to adventures in the Undermaids.

    Or it could have been directed at the Exile struggle shown on the screen.

    While aware of you, Yut tours his thoughts on how to tailor Vainamarinen.

    Unfortunately, Time Suspension (Chronos Eyes) is not a trump card. Naturally, because Vaina Marinen will also be used. Using them at the same time makes them no different from normal spaces. It''s a mess.

    I can''t even use a place pattern called the gym, or a massive spell.

    When that happens, we just have to release the spell in one shot, like we do now, but we have enough countermeasures against each other.

    To defeat, there''s purely not enough trouble.

    I am concerned about the impact on my surroundings when summoning elementals and the like.

    Then we''ll just have to get more trouble with the other spells.

    "Sword"

    I guess Vainamarinen came to the same conclusion.

    As expected, a sword of pure magic appeared behind Yut.

    Originally known as The Great Sage''s Sword, The Vainamarinens Sword, bearing the name of Vainamarinen, the developer, the Seventh Staircase''s Theoretical Spell.

    "You''re a big man!

    Hastily dodged in Steps of Archmage, the Great Sorcerer''s shrink, where the effect time remained.

    A sword of pure magic slashes and rips through the space where Yut should have been, turning the orbit after a short-range transferred prey.

    Furthermore, Vainamarinen does not loosen his hands.

    "The Sphere of Capture, Closing Sphere."

    A sphere of pure magic cut in half appears on the side. He approaches Yut as he moves his mouth up and down, trying to eat it.

    Sword from the back, mysterious sphere from the front.

    "Brave man! Don''t lose here!

    But from below, the support of my loved ones.

    Originally, I don''t intend to lose... but I wanted to show you how I look.

    "" Handshake Shoot "" Grappling Hand ""

    Seven pages slashed from the spell document and unfolded behind.

    A transparent hand covering up Yut lightly blocked The Great Sage''s Sword, The Vainamarinens Sword.

    Eat it.

    Then the hand of pure magic moved as Yut moved his hand, hitting against the Sphere of Capture, Closing Sphere.

    A high and clear sound, as if the glass had met with each other.

    Not only that, but the results are the same.

    The "Handshake Shot" Grappling Hand "and the" Sphere of Capture "Closing Sphere" are all shattered and scattered, and the prism of pure magic descends into the gym.

    Next time, we''re going this way.

    After poking his finger at Vainamarinen, Yut cleaved eight pages from the spell document.

    "The Realm of Destruction, Sphere of Black"

    "Of Reason -"

    That surrounded Vainamarinen and turned into a black sphere to cover up the Great Sage. The duration is as short as a minute, so it''s not like you can''t come out.

    However, in that interior, pure magic is raging wild and scattering what is inside. If you''ve snubbed that attack, you''ll be able to get out alive.

    An attack that even killed a dragon.

    - But.

    "You''re going to kill me!

    The suggestion was that Vainamarinen was alive. Apparently, he covered his surroundings with the Coffin of Reason (Forskofin) and protected himself.

    "You''re not dead!

    Sounds like a fun yuut sometime.

    I would deny it if I told him in person, but he''s definitely lively to see.

    Hitting each other, the Great Sorcerer (Archmage) witchcraft battle greeted Xiaokang.

    Larsia, who has been watching in silence until now, suddenly opens her mouth.

    By the way.

    "... the atmosphere I don''t want to hear about is frightening."

    "If I snipe the two of you here, it''ll be fun."

    "At least take off the brave man!?"

    "What? But to defeat the enemy, don''t you say from your side first?

    "To deceive!

    There are more Berserkers.

    "More than that, I think I was talking about some kind of Falv militant party earlier..."

    "Yeah. Looks like you''re here to talk to me."

    "Such a light!?"

    Yet Vainamarinen did not try to make contact. Immediately after I came, Larsia and I came to see each other first acted as if we were different.

    That doesn''t increase my liking for Larsia from Yut, but I don''t understand Vainamarinen''s sincerity.

    "I mean, shut up."

    Plus, I''m here faster than Larsia.

    No, if you do poorly, it''s faster than yut or acorn...?

    "Shortly after I lost consciousness, this world was born..."

    "Is that... yes... maybe?

    When I realized, all of a sudden, I was in this world.

    That does not guarantee a period of time until awakening.

    It''s a world that reads the memories of Yut and Akane. Even if it takes time to build, it''s not strange.

    Even if Yut or Akane are familiar with the collaborators.

    "You mean you were the administrator of this world, not the clerk of this school? Widow!?"

    Even at times like this. No, that''s why Acorn''s brain was running wild.

    "Well, not now, not now."

    "I know that''s true..."

    I can understand what you''re saying, but I''m not convinced.

    Such a story of acorns came into Yut''s ear as well.

    "Mr. Jii. Larsia and Akane are talking downstairs..."

    "Oh. It''s true, man."

    He admitted it softly as he flew.

    Vainamarinen was vainamarinen.

    Ask me why I didn''t tell you, but you''ll just get caught in the smoke.

    "Worry about us...?

    "It would be obvious"

    Again, without any difficulty, Vainamarinen nodded.

    "Even a man like this has only one father in Kate and Yuri."

    "My kid''s grandfather, he''s on his own!

    Kate and Yuri need to be raised to be decent kids.

    With a sense of crisis, Acorn, who was listening to the two conversations, is so determined. Originally, Yut''s child thought his own child was the same, but I can tell you that the feeling has been further strengthened.

    At that time.

    "- What?

    The roar came from the inside and the outside, and the gym rocked heavily.

    The footage has also been interrupted. I don''t know what happened in the school building, but it was obvious that something happened.

    "Ah. Suicide bombing... maybe the school building collapsed?

    "... were you watching?

    "Of course that is. That much attention."

    "We should go too...?

    Exactly, Alcia and Ren, who are waiting for this to happen, should be on their way to rescue. So, don''t worry...

    "... is it over"

    The frenzy of battle cools rapidly.

    Yut behaves with a spell and flickers Vainamarinen instead.

    "You mean you hit a play with Larsia and set it up to be like this"

    "What do you say? I hit the eagle eight times, you''d be satisfied, wouldn''t you?

    "I feel like it was a legitimate vengeance, not an eight hit, but well... I guess I feel better"

    It''s not stress relieving, but it''s definitely neat.

    "My master is all about other people. Sometimes, if you take the shark off, you can accumulate and cheat."

    "Can you stop stressors from spreading reputational damage?!?"

    I''ve never even thought about cheating. No, while you''re bigamous, it feels like you''re even making a law for it. What are you saying...

    "I was satisfied, too. It''s time to go to the store."

    "I''m sorry to hear that, but you have no choice."

    Entrance to the gymnasium, which became a backlight.

    The other one reacted to that voice. It was Larsia in this world.

    "No way, what''s a mastermind..."

    "Huh. I thought you''d notice sooner."

    "I''m surprised it wasn''t too unexpected..."

    "Is that it? I don''t trust you, do I? What was I doing over here?

    "Oh, my God, Larsia, I was doing it."

    Yut down there said the obvious in a boring way.

    At that time, from the shadow of the entrance, the other.

    Slightly eyed, but neat looking girl shows up.

    It holds long dark hair together in a ponytail, which, combined with its luxurious and sleek shape, gives it a kitten-like look.

    "... Huh? Why?"

    That was Makoto Qino, a first-degree magic instructor at the Hyun-jeol Conference (Danishmend).

    Yes. Most of all, I was making myself aware of the outside around this school, the youngsters.

    "... should I have been suspicious at a time when Makina wasn''t around"

    "But the surroundings were full of suspicions, weren''t they?

    If I were to hide a tree, I would often say forest, but it was really hard to tell when I could actually do it. Besides, none of the other trees are too bizarre for this to be completely buried.

    Maybe the werewolf when Yut suddenly showed up meant it in a different way.

    "I''ll see you first."

    Leaving room for the confusion between Yut and Akane, what appeared to be his true name comes close once and for all.

    And when I stopped in front of him, he changed his appearance with a soft magical light.

    As if, a dream.

    "This body is Remle Norem, the noble princess of the Dream Hall"

    Long forehead and two twisted horns.

    Girl hiding her stronghold in a skin-tight black outfit with a thin tail ahead of her.

    "It is a weak, monstrous existence that serves as a pillar of the Demons."

    Get to know me.

    Yes, add clumsily.

    The noble princess of the Dream Hall glanced at Yut''s eyes from under her long forehead.

 597 Outside Part 11 High School Dungeons&Dreaming Epilogue

    Lemre Norem, the noble princess of the Dreamhouse

    A presence (thing) serving as a pillar of the Demons (Demon Road).

    "Eh? I mean, like the Queen of Sacubas?

    In contrast to Yut, who reveals his vigilance when he hears about the demons (Demon Road), Acorn shows a reaction that he has inadvertently met an entertainer.

    Sacubus. Sure, he should have been at the castle in Verga, too. In fiction, there are many familiar beings.

    "Lori Big Tits...... That''s so fantastic..."

    "It''s been a fantasy for a while."

    Ignoring the first half, Yut replied.

    But there are some problems I''m sorry about.

    "In short, you put me to bed with a brave man, and you were breathing your finesse, or something?

    "No. Not really."

    Quiet, but immediate and resolute denial.

    "... with us, I didn''t mean to be hostile. Is that what it sounds like?

    "Exactly."

    Remle Norem tried to further overlap the explanation, closing his mouth as he noticed something.

    In the right eye hidden in the forehead, the six stars rise.

    The light that spreads from it scans the gym.

    At the same time colour is taken from the world and movement stops.

    Vision greyed, sound and time robbed. There are six beings with colors - Yut, Akane, Vainamarinen, Larsia and Larsia. And just Remle Norem.

    "Now we can talk calmly."

    "Is it like" Chronos Eyes "..."

    To eliminate the existence of ordinary students, I would have done it. In fact, neither Yut nor Acorn feels unwell.

    You don''t have to worry about Vainamarinen, Larsia and Larsia because they''ll do something about it themselves.

    "It''s a commonly conjunctive thumping."

    "It''s fast and helpful to understand"

    The noble princess of the dream hall who shakes her forehead slightly and lowers her head.

    Quickly questioning the demons (Demon Road) ¡­ did not.

    "By the way, was Larsia over there really Remle Norem? Was it on that side?

    "That''s the thing. Something bothered me...... How can I take responsibility..."

    "No, I''m not! I watched the princess of the Dream Hall and brought her here!?"

    "Huh. I''ll say it often. I need to be alone in the world."

    "Me! You betrayed me! You betrayed me!

    "Betrayed? Even though there''s nothing in this world you don''t trust as much as yourself?

    "Ah. You know what?"

    Apparently, the truth is that Larsia over here has been brought to watch the demons (Demon Road).

    Acorn was convinced, but Yut seemed sorry.

    "I didn''t know Larsia was going to talk to me at the same time, so I wanted to lose one..."

    "Terrible! That''s what I''m saying, I''m going to do with both of them!

    "That''s right. You''re Yut."

    "Hey. Stop the automatic wrong-creation machine"

    Vainamarinen, who was listening beside him to the exchange, laughs happily from the bottom of his heart. Apparently, he''s not willing to explain, including talking about his role. Totally, I''m going to pierce the bystander.

    "Entertainment."

    "... what?

    No air, no timing, said the noble princess of the Dream Hall, Remle Norem.

    Why did you create this world and invite (...) Yut and Akane?

    "Entertainment?"

    "I wanted you to have fun."

    In unexpected words, both Yut and Akane solidified.

    "And he was calculating that he wanted me to like him."

    "Likes"

    I guess it was the reaction I expected. Larsia, Larsia and Vainamarinen are laughing thinly without a voice.

    "Sorry, hey, I just can''t keep up with my understanding."

    "Am I wrong?"

    In other words, the condition to get out of this world is that Yut and Akane enjoy and satisfy themselves from the bottom of their hearts.

    Undermaids were neither a trial nor an obstacle.

    "But then why does it seem like a clear condition..."

    "Don''t games get satisfaction by completing?

    "... is that so too"

    It is also natural that the ending exists, beyond the aim of keeping it permanently locked up.

    Good intentions.

    I didn''t realize that premise, so I got to go a hell of a long way.

    "Ji Yi was turning to the admin because he knew there was no danger to me and Zhuyin."

    "Even so, I don''t know what the devils (Demon Lord) will do. Then it would be safer to be an accomplice and take control."

    "Come on. Complain, but you can''t say anything..."

    Of course, it is likely that Vainamarinen resolved it sooner by moving actively. But I couldn''t say enough that there was no danger.

    There''s no way you can blame me for adopting safety measures there.

    Sincerely, whatever.

    "Hahaha. I might have enjoyed that."

    Mainly in vice chairman Arcia, white clothes nursing teaching ren, apron jeans clerk Regina, and sum made kagra.

    "I mean, he wasn''t attacking me and Zhuyin..."

    "Well, it doesn''t matter how they feel."

    Looking around the corner of the demon gods (Demon Road) who hid their eyes with their foreheads, Yut asks.

    "So, you entertained me and Zhuyin, and what did you want me to do?

    "Conclusion of the Mutual Inviolability Treaty. And if possible, I''d like to ask you to mediate the negotiations."

    "The Demons?"

    I rocked my forehead and the noble princess of the Dream Hall nodded.

    My face doesn''t resemble mine at all, but I associate Ren with a small animal mesmerized trick.

    In contrast to Valtrude and Arcia.

    "It''s called the Demons (Demon Road), but it''s not a single rock. Sometimes we quarrel over the dominant realm of Nara"

    "But Sacubas isn''t based in Naruto."

    The spirit of the organism is supposedly connected to the realm of dreams.

    Furthermore, it is said that it is divided into positive and negative areas.

    The positive realm is inhabited by the ancestral spirits (totems) worshipped by nature worshippers (Druids), and fairies say they serve an unnamed phantom dream god who will remain asleep forever.

    On the other hand, the realm of negative dreams is the home of Nightmare, the bearer of dreams and nightmares, starting with Sacubas and Incubus.

    The noble princess of the Dreamhouse, Remle Norem, is one of the latter rulers.

    "Yes, therefore, I am entrusted with the role of mediator of the Demons"

    "I didn''t know that"

    Demons themselves, no matter what kind they are known to exist, are not all familiar with them.

    That is the Demon Lord, all the more so if it is a relationship between the Demons.

    "Well, I know you can''t just be in contention no matter how many demons (Demon Road), but is it beneficial to have an inviolable relationship with us?

    "Foil on"

    "... I don''t know what that means"

    "I don''t know if it''s just Yut."

    Real - Larsia from the outside says as she nibbles and the other Larsia is nodding with a serious look.

    Actually, the setting that Larsia was a twin is going to come down and gush. It''s just a nightmarish sight, coupled with a world without color.

    "to make the seal of the princess of rotten meat a territory"

    "I didn''t aim."

    "Kill no swordsman."

    "''Cause it''s just poking at me from the other side"

    "In addition, the great hero made me seal up Mother Aspectless, who was about to fall into the other world. Such an opponent and respectful existence. It also means more weight in your words."

    I was about to say it was all Val''s doing until halfway through, but when I heard the last one, I thought about it.

    The part where I was actively involved is just undeniable. Of course, there was a great deal of cooperation between Verga and Yona, but that is why I did not think that Remle Norem would change the perception.

    "That''s okay, brokering negotiations..."

    "I want Ray Cruz, heir to the Unslain Sword Demon, to mediate negotiations to join the Great Conference (Magnum Orcs)."

    The Great Conference (Magnum Orcs) is a meeting of demon deputies (Demon Road) to discuss various concerns. Sometimes, you think the person will be present?

    "Did you know Mr. Jii?

    "Just a name."

    Even the great sage Vainamarinen knew only existed the Great Conference (Magnum Orcs).

    I don''t know what Ray Cruz intends to ignore even when he''s seen participating in it, but he can bridge it or so.

    Because a huge loan to Ray Cruz cannot be said to have been repaid in just one case of Lepre.

    "Well, I can''t promise you the results because you''ll have an idea over there..."

    It doesn''t seem to be an evil purpose, so the inclusion

    "To that extent, you don''t have to be entertained like this to do it"

    "¡­ Impossible"

    However,

    "Being heavily used by God on both sides of good and evil and trying to climb the floors of God will not be able to easily listen to the demands of the demons (Demon Lord). It''s a reason even children can understand."

    "Oh, yes."

    Yut nodded grudgingly.

    While I tear just a little to the status quo where I can''t deny Remle Norem''s words.

    There, you think you''re irrelevant - you just think you''re not irrelevant at all - Akane, lightly follows up.

    "For a brave man, it''s not who asks for it, it''s what it''s all about."

    "... I see"

    Normally, a very incomprehensible story.

    Unless you''ve heard the same story.

    "I didn''t know the words of the Great Sage were true"

    The expression remains the same. I didn''t make the tail slight either.

    But his eyes across his forehead seemed just a little shaky.

    "This body wants your ascension as soon as possible. If we do, we are convinced that our relationship with the gods will also go in the right direction"

    "I think they''re telling me to die, it..."

    Totally unrealistic stories for Yut, such as becoming a god.

    "I mean, as demons (Demon Road), isn''t it better to be hostile to each other, because it affects the ground as well and is desirable? Besides, if you want to be mutually inviolable with us, you can''t operate properly?

    Exactly, I can''t stop you from sucking your precision out of the realm of your dreams. Unless, of course, life or health is affected.

    "This analogy convinces us all to keep quiet..."

    With her eyes hidden by her long forehead, the noble princess of the Dream Hall opens her red and vibrant lips small.

    "If a neighbor tries to get his hands on his own livestock, isn''t that something we''ll talk about exactly?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut and Akane were convinced in silence.

    In the meantime, the meaning of inviolability and doings will have to be properly packed.

    - At that time.

    "Are you all right!?"

    In the gray world, a strip of light ran.

    The light was torn apart and forced to spread it with the Devine Subjugator, a cathedral knight (paladin) shining brighter than the light.

    "Well, there''s something I''m not used to."

    "... the Demons (Demon Road) or a comparable being."

    Go on, also Verga and Seneca II.

    He should have died from the Qing Sacred Spell, but none of the three of them let the effects be felt even dust.

    "That''s Alcia."

    "... can I come back to life like that?

    "Well, for a complete resuscitation that works instantly, you have to consume a pretty high catalyst."

    When the moral hazard didn''t wake up, Yut undertook.

    Besides, right now, you''re gonna need to explain this.

    "She is Remle Norem, the noble princess of the Dream Hall. He''s the creator of this world, the" mastermind "we''ve been after."

    Valtrude took the stand, and Seneca II and Verga narrowed their eyes.

    Yut, who had anticipated that reaction, speaks the conclusion earlier.

    "In the meantime, a settlement has been reached between us and her."

    I can go home.

    The biggest concerns were cleared up.

    The problem that remains is one. However, something very difficult to hear out.

    That''s when the meadow race (Magner) shines. Even in this gray world.

    "So, Demons, come on? What''s going to happen to this world?

    "Of course, the foam disappeared like..."

    "Was it supposed to be?

    Yut''s eyebrows bounce perfectly against the creator''s vague narrative.

    "If it was created by this body alone, it''s just a dream. Things that disappear if you remember. But many thoughts have mixed, and the world has become independent, encompassing the intentions of those who live there."

    Only pale.

    Like other personnel, the noble princess of the dream hall speaks.

    "In the future, you will be taking your own steps"

    This distorted world remains intact.

    Will there be more distortion, or will integrity be taken somewhere?

    The future was entrusted to the people of this world.

    abruptly.

    "I mean, I delegated it, I pushed some responsibility, it''s like I threw it away..."

    "There''s nothing to worry about. Because we can only live as us."

    "It''s not that divisible, but the problems the Senecas should bear. Please, don''t worry about it."

    "... you said you liked it a lot, because there are a lot of people that matter to me too"

    Valtrude and Seneca II smile gently at Acorn''s words.

    It was short, but the days we dived undermaze together may have fostered a definite bond.

    "So we''re going back to our original world."

    Yut said softly, shaking off his sentimental mood.

    "... well. It was worth dying for once."

    Acorn laughs bitterly, but as Valtrude, I have no intention of making a sarcastic statement. For the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, whose resurrection spell is familiar, it is nothing special.

    "Thank you for everything."

    "I guess I''m over there, too? You can count on it."

    "I''ve been counting on you forever."

    Larsia is pointing her finger and laughing, but Yut ignored. I''ll carve it in my heart to beat you later.

    "Tell your Seneca to try harder"

    Well, I''ll tell you what.

    "Yep...?

    Unexpectedly Yut turns his pitiful face to the cheap acorn, but it''s a breakup place. I reconsider that maybe it should be as light as this.

    The last thing left was redhead wind discipline committee chairman.

    "No, what about Verga?

    "Brave!?"

    "Promise is a promise."

    I need to hear more than just ask.

    Yut, say so and stare at Verga from the front. Not only acorns, but also Valtrude and Seneca II made the tension seem tense, but dare not be aware.

    "Whether I want to accompany you or not¡­"

    Verga, not daring to ignore the tension completely, hides her mouth with the sleeves of her kimono.

    "Nevertheless, I did not attack the Undermaids completely"

    When I lowered my kimono sleeve, there was, as usual, the obscene evil demigod.

    "Shortcuts like this don''t suit you sexually. Sooner or later, I''m going with a positive attack."

    "I wouldn''t expect you to make it that easy."

    These two are no different, anywhere, anywhere.

    It''s troublesome, but Yut was a little happy for some reason. Acorns just smile lightly that you have no choice.

    "I''m not waiting, and I don''t want you to do your best... Well, that''s something."

    I just want to tell you not to come, but I don''t even feel that way.

    So Yut only came up with the obvious.

    "Val''s tough, huh?

    "Huh. I know. Just as my son-in-law loves his concubine from the bottom of his heart."

    "You have no idea."

    Softly ring the magical silver bell. Still, the slut can''t hide it, Verga laughs.

    "See you later"

    The noble princess of the Dream Hall, who was watching over her accomplishments, broke in at this time.

    That''s the goodbye signal.

    It''s like switching it off.

    Blink, vision and consciousness were cut off.

    "... come back -"

    Familiar ceiling.

    Yut was struck by the shock the moment he recognized it was a castle fortress of the Falve given to him by the Hellenonian God.

    "Yut!"

    It''s not mental, it''s physical.

    "Yona......"

    It wasn''t Valtrude or Alcia who jumped into the chest of Awakened Yut.

    An albino girl dives with her body wide open. Impulsive behavior without psychic power.

    That''s why Jonah''s heart came through.

    "I''m sorry you''re worried."

    Waking up her upper body as she stroked her white hair, Valtrude and Arcia were smiling like they were in trouble.

    Apparently, the Albino girl came running out where she was conceding which one would hold her first.

    I get the feeling that I''m back.

    It shouldn''t have been that long, but I felt like swinging for about six months.

    "Well, I was worried, but I thought you''d be back."

    "Yeah, I''ve got a decent job to do."

    "I''m trusted."

    "... yeah. To Ren...... white coat"

    Akane, who slept in the next bed, was also trying to wake her eyes.

    "I have a lot to talk about souvenirs, to Chairman Valtrude, to Vice Chairman Arcia, Dr. Yona"

    Looking at the three decent faces, Yut stretched out his body greatly.

    The extraordinary routine ends, and the extraordinary routine begins again.

 598 Outside Part 12, Even Without Santa Claus.

    "Go ahead and be Santa, rather than complain about wanting a gift"

    A meadow species (Magner) twirled around in front of me and poked his finger at me. The more you want to hit me, with a refreshing smile.

    Looking at the sight, Yut, who was working in the clerk''s office, stared blurredly.

    But a few seconds later.

    There is a light of understanding in my eyes.

    This is the only way.

    "... money?

    "That''s the worst answer! But if you''ll excuse me."

    "I don''t have a choice..."

    Yut took a few gold coins out of his pocket and placed them on the desk. Generally speaking, aside, for the two of us right now, we did.

    Yet Larsia missed the gold coin with heartfelt joy.

    "It''s such a pleasure to get a present."

    "... if I paid you, wouldn''t it have been a mechanism for you to come home"

    "I''m not leaving! I''d rather sit down!

    If he has no choice, Yut enters a listening attitude again.

    The archmage (Archmage), who stepped on the number of places as an expert against Larsia, knew in his experience that listening to the story was the best measure.

    "I mean. I think we should do Christmas here."

    "... is that an illusion? Larsia sounded like she was handing out presents."

    Yuut imagines Larsia dressed as Santa Claus sneaking into the house and leaving her presents behind.

    As a bandit (Rogue), there is no place where you can''t break into Larsia, who holds the highest power and also manipulates a scientific spell. If you reindeer Yut or Yona using Moment Move (Teleport), it would be impossible to distribute presents to the rest of the world overnight¡­ just on your own, but there was no doubt that you were fit.

    "No, no. If Christmas is popular over here, I have a feeling about big business. Don''t?"

    "Well, I will... Trying to make it popular from above, there''s nothing I can do about it."

    I''m not saying that Yut has never considered an event like Christmas either......

    But to the reason I have just spoken, if I may add another, I had reserved myself to the concept with concern for cultural acts of aggression.

    As it may be said now, there is a history that Christmas itself began with the annexation of Mitral festivals.

    I didn''t feel like spreading such a Christmas to the Brewers.

    - But.

    "But Yut. Speaking of Christmas and New Year, it was one of the biggest events of my childhood, wasn''t it?

    "Well yes...... You heard it from Zhuyin."

    Larsia tells me very unambiguously, but the facts are facts.

    Christmas presents and old balls are a great opportunity to get what you want for kids who are short of cash income.

    It''s not what I found out about my parents'' wallets, it''s what I used to do with soccer balls and spikes. As for the console, I have never chosen it as a gift because I would buy it from Zhu Yan''s father, the loyal one.

    Such, old warm memories have rapidly returned.

    "Think about it. If we make Christmas popular in Falve now, by the time Yut''s kids grow up, we''ll be celebrating normally, right?

    "Oh, you know..."

    "Yes. Yut can''t just give the kids a Christmas present."

    Again, Larsia twirls a spin and pokes her finger.

    "I can give you an event called Christmas."

    Proceed and become Santa.

    It led to an unintelligible word that Larsia put out.

    "Until Christmas time, once, there''s still about two months..."

    "Time doesn''t matter. Do it or not. What do you want me to do?

    "Do it."

    Let''s do it.

    That''s what happened.

    "Let''s do it."

    Regina, who saw the proposed Christmas plan put together beforehand by Yut, ran out with firm determination.

    Being the councillor of Hardenturm, whose backbone is commerce, she is like the head of a house slayer who does all sorts of unscrupulous things.

    Where such a Regina had received a call from Yut and was in a sense war-torn, what was presented was the perfect plan for the current Duke of Istas territory.

    There is no option to miss this.

    "As you can see, we are looking for an opportunity to consume the entire Duke''s territory."

    "I have a festival in Istas, and I''m not going to have the opportunity..."

    "All you have to do is have it"

    They weren''t enough yet.

    The good economy, which has thrown down large quantities of gold coins earned from adventure, is still going on.

    As wages rise and lives stabilize, the fear is that they will be saved up without a place to consume. That''s no longer currency, it''s just metal.

    "More importantly, it''s good to have more fun"

    "I think you''re gonna have a lot of trouble for that, though?

    Yuut, who thought even from next year if it seemed impossible, confirmed his intentions again as he sat back on the sofa in the reception space.

    Keep it from yourself. What, but if you''re too positive, that makes me anxious.

    "I have the pleasure of counting the gold coins I earn."

    Regina, however, kicked her ass with a slight smile.

    "As a abstract, to exchange gifts, create an atmosphere in illumination and Christmas trees. And a lavish meal to celebrate...... and is this the place?

    "Oh. Dinner and cake might as well be considered separately"

    "I see. You can also think of the demand for sweet things alone."

    Regina will write down the sugar, flour, fruit and the supplies she is likely to need in a paper notebook made in the Dragon Man (Draconut).

    "When it comes to illumination, let''s do something about it over here"

    "Yes, please"

    Rather than in yut......, yut is the only way I can do it.

    "I will solicit ideas at the council when it comes to what I deserve as a gift"

    "If that''s the case, I''ll ask the Dwarves in Mainz to help too."

    "Yes, let me rely on you"

    It was also decided to confirm from Regina to Acorn regarding the Christmas-like menu. From there, it must be deployed through the Council.

    "Then...... Well, there was a bonus before Christmas."

    "Bonus......?

    "A bonus, like a lump sum to be reimbursed to employees depending on the company''s performance¡­"

    "I see. That''s going to make me feel bigger before the festival"

    It''s not overnight money, but humans, with gold coins, think about how to use it.

    I mean, the more money you have, the better.

    "I don''t know if this can be introduced soon this year, but I think there''s a lot of room for consideration"

    "Sure, it''s hard at the same time as Christmas"

    It''s going to be a completely different problem, and I would suddenly tell you to let it out and you can''t let it out.

    "You can cut taxes for the bonus, but then, I wonder if I can distribute it from us. In the form of gift certificates that can only be used during the Christmas period"

    "If it''s cash, it could be saved, but I was wondering if there''s anything wrong with that."

    The name should be given appropriately for festive celebrations or whatever.

    And there''s know-how in preventing tickets from being forged with militant hanging tags.

    "Human beings, all things cylons, horses, or whatever."

    "As a Christmas event, we''re hosting another militancy."

    "Because I won''t."

    If Exile or Larsia or Valtrude or Jonah asks, it''s until it''s held at its worst. Half of the parties were traitors. That''s crazy.

    "If so..."

    "Anything?"

    "I don''t mean instead, do you say, if there''s anything like so-called, it''s enough?"

    Just a celebration of the Winter Solstice is somewhat weak.

    More worthy to consume... Regina says she wants a reason to feel like celebrating.

    I could understand that too Yut, but the beginning is difficult just for the beginning.

    "I don''t know, I can''t even make it up."

    "As it goes on for a long time, it is also believed that it will settle with nature. Even if it doesn''t bother you that much."

    "No. But I''ll keep it in mind because it''s definitely important.... If I talk to Arcia, can I get some good advice?

    But that won''t be fulfilled.

    No way, because I couldn''t even have guessed Yut would come from the other side.

    Perhaps you should have been prepared.

    Far, far back in the day.

    In one forest, two brothers and sisters lived.

    The brothers and sisters who lost their parents early spent their days working together poorly but well without being indispensable to thank the Goddess of the Forest.

    The Goddess of the Woods was watching over the two of them, but I can''t do anything more for you.

    Because the blue covenant (Brewers) made by God had commanded unwarranted help to those who lived on earth.

    Promises must be kept.

    But the Goddess of the Woods wanted to do something for you as she watched over her poor brothers and sisters.

    So I talked to the other gods, and in exchange for not giving them the name of Goddess of the Forest, I asked them to acknowledge the help.

    It''s important that we all discuss it.

    Winter solstice night.

    The Goddess of the Forest appeared in her brothers and sisters'' dreams as the sun tried to resurrect.

    Change your name and appearance.

    "I am the goddess of the woods... use of, Santa Claus. Always watching over you guys''

    My brothers and sisters were surprised by words I never thought I would say, and I was very pleased.

    "I gave you a tree (Christmas tree). When you wake up from your dreams, take a look in the garden ''

    A Christmas tree is, what is it?

    Both of us living in the woods are trees we''ve never heard of.

    But it''s a tree that Santa Claus, the goddess of the woods, gives away. Must be a nice tree, I''m sure.

    "If you spend the next year correctly, the Momo tree (Christmas tree) will bear fruit the morning after the Winter Solstice Day."

    I''ve never heard of anything like fruiting on a set day.

    My brothers and sisters admire that that is the special tree of the Goddess of the Forest.

    "Blue fruit contains my brother and red fruit contains what my sister wants most"

    Besides, don''t you say it''s not just fruit?

    "You have to stay right without losing sight of what''s really important."

    The siblings, at the same time, woke their eyes.

    When you never go out into the garden, Christmas trees in the cold air. It had a mound tree the size of a height.

    That dream, it was real.

    They thanked Santa Claus, the goddess and servant of the forest, and vowed to their hearts to live more correctly than usual.

    It was unchanged and poor, but I look forward to a gift from the Goddess of the Forest, which will not bitter at all.

    And a year goes by.

    Decorated with beautiful stones and cloth, we waited for the morning after the winter solstice to decorate the Momomi tree (Christmas tree).

    Then, as the Goddess of the Forest said, there were blue and red fruits.

    When I opened the blue fruit in two, it contained beautiful, warm looking clothes.

    But it''s too small for my brother to likely wear it.

    When I opened the red fruit in two, it contained a fine bow.

    But my sister is unlikely to be able to pull it off.

    Has Master Santa Claus made a mistake?

    No, that''s not true.

    said my brother.

    "Oh. Here it is, these clothes. My usual clothes seem thin and cold, and I wanted to do something about it."

    said my sister.

    "Thank you, Goddess. I wanted my brother to use a stronger bow."

    The Goddess of the Woods gave her brothers and sisters the gift they deserved.

    The brothers and sisters swapped gifts from the Goddess of the Woods and vowed to live right again for the next year.

    Congratulations, congratulations.

    "Made a story called -"

    "I''m out of creativity."

    In my dreams, Yut was witnessing the story of his poor brothers and sisters.

    It was Liya, the goddess of beauty and art, who appeared behind it.

    Before a simple Christmas tree and the appearance of a still poor brother and sister, Riya God begins to explain.

    "I have no choice. Yes, because there is no convenient inheritance."

    "Well, if God made it, myth in a way...... is it?

    From time to time, I wondered if moral complaints would come in, but it would be a preferred element if it were for children. At least it''s easier to understand than the story of the Son of God being born and the wise coming to the gift.

    "It was Dr. Acorn who made it."

    "... is that it?"

    "I was also asked to respond to a request from Effilroth to improve my image"

    "My daughter-in-law is too competent"

    Not only is it moral, but the exchange of gifts and the name of Christmas are well embedded in the point.

    Not only that, but the image of Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, although not explicitly stated, could certainly have improved.

    "Somehow, you have a similar name."

    I feel that making Santa Claus the use of Effilroth would be a cultural invasion that Yut was concerned about, but we decide to think of it as mutual.

    "But, Riya, what the hell is God doing?

    "I''m a position as good as an editor."

    "... I mean?

    "It''s my job to spread the teacher''s work"

    In short, I guess that means I took a ride on Yut''s Christmas plan.

    By spreading this story through the Temple of Riya, an event called Christmas is also anchored, leading to an image enhancement of Effilroth, and the Riya God also penetrates the story of Acorn.

    It was originally a religious event, so I don''t feel uncomfortable.

    It''s a plan that no one loses.

    However, as a result of the work carried out in the upstream process, there is no doubt that there has been another increase in downstream Yut''s work.

    ...... but there was no discontent color in yut circling the simple christmas tree.

    "In the meantime, I have to thank you."

    "... unexpected"

    "I''m used to being busy, and it just helps that God doesn''t come out directly and make weird requests. Really, it''s serious there."

    "This is the real seller..."

    I wanted to deny it, but I couldn''t.

    So the dream came to an end.

    Waking up, Yut was ready to send scenarios to the bard (Byrd) and officials of the theatre of the god of beauty, and also arranged for performances at the elementary school. Hopefully, starting next year, it will be accompanied by a request for the students to perform.

    Tertione seemed pretty annoying, but I''m well aware it''s a superficial thing. As if nothing had happened, I pushed it off.

    Other preparations were also made, but in the meantime the normal business does not disappear. Even with the help of my father and Dal-Lukash, it became a roundabout schedule.

    And a winter solstice day to welcome.

    The night before that, Yut was finally released.

    "Finally, it''s over..."

    At the end of the last check, Yut left his body behind the back of the chair.

    But Yut doesn''t have the color of relief.

    They took the time to prepare for the Christmas event itself, and they didn''t have one of their presents. If you think calmly, isn''t this pretty bad?

    For once, I plan to leave the city in the name of the inspection, so I was thinking of choosing with you then.

    - Though.

    "Brave man, now, what do you say?

    "Hmm?"

    In the office, it is rare for acorns to come.

    I don''t think of any particular errands, I don''t think of rejecting them, etc.

    "Oh. Because we''re just finishing up. Why, all three of us?

    But I couldn''t hide my surprise that I had come all the way to Valtrude and Arcia as well as Acorn.

    "Tomorrow I guess we''ll follow through, so we''ll all talk about it now."

    "Yes, yes. I''ll give it to you while I can."

    "I just wanted to be the first, so you don''t have to worry too much"

    If you say so much, you''ll notice Yut, too.

    "Could it be Christmas''s...?

    If you noticed, the date was just changing.

    "Well, let me give it to you, shall I?

    "No, that''s right, the three of us wouldn''t be able to do this size thing, would we?

    "Val, just keep practicing. That''s not gonna happen."

    The three of them have offered a little cramped, beautifully wrapped little box.

    A little early Christmas present.

    "Oh, thank you"

    "Heh heh. Yut''s surprised."

    "That yut... Sometimes, that''s good stuff."

    "Right? Like I said, right?

    Three people laughing at each other for doing it.

    Very attractive and eye-catching.

    "Uh... Can I open it?

    "Of course."

    But I didn''t want to be enlightened by such emotions, and Yut was forced to turn his consciousness towards the gift.

    Focus on putting it on the butler desk, looking down and stripping the wrapping clean.

    In a few minutes, the identity of the present was revealed.

    It was perfume.

    "The three of us went out for a little while, and we came to the fragrance together."

    "I didn''t realize..."

    That''s not impossible either.

    Because Yut has been busy with the chase here.

    So, the mystery was solved.

    "I mean, I set up a surprise while I was busy... No, you gave me a job to surprise."

    To Yut, there is no anger emotion.

    Instead, I was impressed.

    "Hmm. It doesn''t have any particular magical effect, it''s just something that smells good."

    "It''s an annual Christmas present, and I chose not to get too heavy."

    "Mm-hmm. We''ve done very little, so thank you goes mainly to acorns"

    "No, you can''t. It''s just a gift from the three of us."

    "Yes, Val. ''Cause next year you''re going to be the center of your choices."

    "Really? I''m not listening."

    That, Yut laughed only in his heart that stoppers Arcia and Acorn seemed to have more difficulty.

    Yes. The expression must be solemn only.

    "Ah. I''m not prepared at all..."

    "It''s okay, it''s okay. It''s part of the operation."

    "... hey, I don''t know what that means"

    Normally, would you have a partner to laugh and flush by forgetting your gift?

    "''Cause a brave man''s gonna do everything he can to pick a present, isn''t he?

    "Well, you''re not usually clueless."

    "Every year, if we get engagement rings and wedding ring-level gifts, it''s tough for each other, isn''t it?

    "No. Every time, you have trouble expecting that level..."

    I''m not clueless about choosing, but of course, it''s within common sense.

    That''s what Yut thought, but Valtrude and Arcia didn''t even look at me.

    "Ugh, yeah......"

    I mean, it seemed like he hit the lead and prepared a simple but heartfelt gift and showed standards.

    "So I hope you don''t use your Christmas present anymore."

    "You haven''t been a choice like a wedding drawer?

    I guess it''s fine in the sense of reducing the burden, but what about romantically?

    "That''s okay, Yut."

    Alcia speaks with a smile when she is the Mother of Mercy to Yut.

    "We''ve already got plenty."

    Naturally, Valtrude and Acorn agree.

    "... In the meantime, I''ll thank you for using this perfume. Thanks."

    That was the best I could say.

    Besides, there are other ways to convey daily gratitude than things and words.

    They''re actually at a distance to each other.

    After Christmas, and since then, a vial of perfume has always been placed on Yut''s desk.

    Minor changes.

    But the impact is huge.

    "Yut, you''re always looking at a bottle of perfume, but you haven''t forgotten that I was the one who inspired you to get it, have you?

    "Of course."

    Even if Larsia comes to the office, Yut doesn''t have one disgusting face.

    Rather, there was even an atmosphere of welcome.

    "I appreciate it. I''m over it."

    "Lightly. It''s going to fly just like that. Help me, I''m scared the other way around when Yut is floating!?"

    He said he could deal with what he called his best friend''s words by calling himself, at his leisure.

 599 Outside Part 13 Thats What They Are Friendship

    "Brave man, can I have a moment?

    Castle fortress in Falve. Acorn, who visited the house slayer busy enough to contend for one or two in the world, tried to turn right when he realized he was visiting.

    "Hey, Yuut. Is there something more important than money?

    However, it turns out that the visitor is a familiar meadow species (Magner) and decides to enter the office for now.

    Not because Acorn seems to be able to talk about himself.

    Because I had a feeling something more interesting was about to start.

    "Well..."

    "You can''t do anything with money, but you think there''s a lot you can''t do without money? That''s not what I want to hear, like a little stretched out kid, is it?

    Suddenly Yut, crushed by a story, looked blatantly unpleasant. Rare for Acorn, but with Larsia, the look is about as probable as a Common.

    "And then why are you asking me that in the first place, without buying that kind of time?"

    "... right"

    Yut''s gaze as he slapped his finger on the desk caught the acorn that came into the office.

    Now I shine my eyes when I can talk, but Acorn urged me in gesture to continue silently.

    Yut makes a fool of himself in sight.

    But what did you come up with? The atmosphere I was being pushed into is a mess. Looking down at Larsia from the front - which will be the case in relation to the height difference - I will be the first to say the conclusion.

    "... there''s nothing more important than money."

    "Oh, that sounds like a fake thing. Fine, fine."

    "Money is a vulgar thing. The perception itself is a mistake."

    Yuut continued as if to make sure Larsia, who had eaten cheaply for an answer, responded to the fishing rod.

    "That''s proof that you don''t understand the essence of money."

    "Oh, you''re so big for what you''re thinking."

    "If you know, you don''t have to tell me"

    Acorn didn''t seem very much so, but Yut was slapping the bluff, apparently.

    That means Yut''s brains are fully operational right now. Brains to turn to territorial management.

    "Well, this is common sense in a way on Earth, but all we need for currency is credit."

    "I guess that''s because that''s paper money, but this one''s gold and silver that''s worth it properly?

    "Who decided it would be worth it to be gold or silver?

    "Not God?

    "... this is why the fantasy"

    He screws up his nose and Yut laughs bitterly.

    But to this extent, it is within the expected range. Anyway, the other guy is Larsia.

    "God or the government, because that''s only the difference between who holds the butt. It''s essentially the same thing."

    More importantly, Yut continues.

    "I guess gold and silver were chosen with a lot of weight, reserves, machinability, but that''s not the essence. Mutual recognition that money is exchangeable."

    Remove the gold coin from the pocket and entertain it with one hand.

    "I mean, it''s fantasy"

    He played the coin with his thumb and turned it like a solo on the concierge.

    "People live with the fantasy that if they are happy, there will be tomorrow to follow today. If you are unhappy, tomorrow is the day you live with the fantasy that a better future awaits you because of something"

    Nature and eyes are drawn to the twirling gold coins.

    "There''s nowhere to be such a certainty"

    The gold coin collapsed after losing momentum.

    "I mean, there''s nothing more important than fantasy when humans live. And it will mean that there is nothing more important than money, a currency that is a shared object of fantasy"

    "That would mean that Yut Harlem is also a product of fantasy?

    "It''s not Harlem, but, well, yeah"

    I put in a no that I couldn''t give it away there, and then I made the gold coin quick. I remembered that there was someone in front of me who wasn''t alarmed.

    "So we have to take care of everyone so we can share that fantasy."

    "What''s a fantasy? Make a crystal of love, and I''ll tell you what."

    "At Larsia''s, sooner or later."

    "Stop it! I''m like the wind that loves freedom."

    "I think the wind has a say..."

    Of course. When it comes time, you won''t spare any support for the wind.

    "So I assume that most things in this world are important - I''m just having fantasies, so pretty much everything is important"

    "It''s all going to be # 1 on the same page,"

    "Amazing, Yuut. Harlem was justified, wasn''t he?

    "It''s legal in the realm of my Istas."

    Don''t make me complain, Yut ran out.

    That''s why I made the law on purpose. Yourself.

    "Totally. Shortly after I got here, he was a kid who couldn''t do anything without me taking care of him, but he''s in power at some point. You''re worth raising!

    "That verse, thank you for your help"

    Yut bows his head honestly. Surprisingly, I didn''t find the irony in that part alone.

    "So, what was Zhuyin''s errand?

    "More than that, I''d like to hear about the brave man right after he came over here? It''s not like I pulled an SSR on a talking chatter."

    "There''s nothing funny about it..."

    That is the undisputed truth of Yut.

    In addition, I was embarrassed because the motive behind attending Valtrude''s party was motive.

    "Uh? ''Cause I care. I don''t know how these two have built a friendship like now."

    "Friendship..."

    "Friendship..."

    Yut and Larsia.

    Two completely unlike each other simultaneously put their arms together and tilted their necks. I don''t feel the vibe that one imitates the other. Totally, it was vegan behavior.

    As for acorns, it is surprising in itself that words of denial appear.

    "In the first place, I can''t remember Larsia''s first impression"

    "That''s because Val saw the brave man."

    "No...... I remember the old man with the bloody exile back and Arcia wearing the eyelid properly..."

    "Yes, yes. Jonah hid behind Arcia and looked at Yut like she was nagging."

    "You''re not here yet, Jonah. Make it up."

    "Shit."

    For some reason, the impression of the meadow species (Magner) is so thin.

    Even though it''s this Larsia.

    In that situation, if you had a kid with a bow, it would be harder not to notice.

    "Hidoku. I didn''t know exactly how much I was tiny."

    "Yes, sir. I''m tired."

    "I think so too..."

    He slapped his hand gently and said as Larsia remembered.

    Whether or not you actually forgot.

    All of a sudden, strangely dressed people came out, erasing signs so they could ambush (sneak attack) anytime.

    "Well, I don''t know."

    I don''t read the air for better or worse. It was a really Larsian behavior.

    "As far as I''m concerned, that''s it, right? Instead, I was wary about Yut, some spy at first."

    "Aren''t you too incompetent to be a spy?

    As he deposited his body on his back, Yut gave himself an objective assessment.

    Anyway, Yut was just a high school student right after the transfer. I can''t even use a theoretical spell. It would have been less than luggage if it had been useless.

    "But Val is of such an unforgettable nature, isn''t he?

    "Ah. Well, that''s for sure"

    If you are an open and righteous and benevolent diocesan knight (paladin), you will not abandon the otherworldly who neither know the right nor the left. That''s what the facts prove.

    "Put it in there...? Well, if there''s a guarantee that Val won''t impress you, it''ll work."

    "Hey. In fact, Yuto was blinded at first sight."

    "... well, that could happen"

    "Yet I''m married to someone other than him at first sight."

    "hahahaha"

    "hahahaha"

    Two people laughing at this yamatsu.

    However, your eyes remain sharp.

    That''s what I do, so I can turn weird suspicions from Ritna.

    Acorn thought so, but didn''t say anything. Because it was definitely obvious that it would be more fun to leave it like this.

    "That''s the first impression, but I, on the contrary, thought Larsia was trustworthy at first. At first. Only at first."

    "I mean, there was an episode that came to that, right?

    "Oh."

    Grab the ballpoint pen at hand and turn it cleverly.

    With each turn, consciousness turns to the past.

    Into the days when I lived with two people, Larsia and Exile, in an inn in the village of Ozlic.

    Obelisk in the basement of Falve.

    Heavenly Grass brave man who came to the other world Brewers involved in that activity.

    After the various shocks - 80%, the presence of Valtrude - passed, it was the economic problems that faced Yut.

    In other words, it was the cost of living.

    Arcia told me that she would bear it until she decided how to shake herself. The ritual of "Book of Nothingness" (Kaios Evil) could not be completely stopped, because it is our responsibility.

    But it can''t be sweet to say yes.

    Therefore, he decided to spread the items that were likely to be sold to the bed of the Inn and to hear the views of the meadow race (Magner) and the rock giant (Jarloot).

    If you talk to Valtrude or Alcia, they''ll tell you the opposite, so it''s a reasonable candidate.

    "Both of you, I need you to take a look at this for a second."

    Textbooks, writing equipment. And the bag itself.

    Plus, the contents of your wallet and your uniform on your phone. If you have to, so do your shoes.

    That is the whole property of Yut, except for himself.

    "You think you can sell this?

    "Right..."

    Exile, who understood Yut''s feelings, strokes his jaw with a rocky hand to conceive.

    I don''t know what to use, but I could tell at a glance that it was a fairly rare product.

    And there is certainly a favorite person who collects rare delicacies.

    Technically, it''s not a magic device (magic item), but it would sell to those opponents for a pretty high price.

    But there was no handover there.

    This village of Ozlic is a large but intriguing village.

    There are no stores where you can buy or sell magic equipment (magic items). At best, the store in T¨¹rtione deals with magic drugs (potions).

    Still, that Warlock should be able to correctly discern value to some extent. Just because you''re Yut''s master, you won''t even color it.

    Think that far...... I mean, you''ve been frightened by the reaction of the silent Exile, and Yut suggests that it''s a bad idea.

    "If that''s the case, I wouldn''t mind having Larsia and the others buy it out..."

    So Yut gets a minimum of food for life.

    Larsia and the others have a lot of trouble finding a place to sell, but they get a lot of margin.

    A deal you get for both.

    "Yeah, yeah. I see."

    Larsia also designates interestingly other worldly goods.

    If you are a bandit (Rogue), there will be connections that are not in the Exile that came out of the inside.

    I thought Exile should be left to it, but Larsia''s reaction was unexpected for everyone.

    "Is that making fun of us?

    "Huh? No, it''s not that..."

    Thought you might be told you couldn''t sell because you''re a jerk, but you didn''t think you''d get mad.

    Yut flickers and turns his gaze around.

    I have eyes that rely on this one, but the surprise is that Exile was the same.

    "But I''m still looking after you..."

    Attacked by another surprise, Yut finds no words.

    Foot clumps. I honestly couldn''t take it when it was a word spoken to me that I couldn''t do anything about.

    "Maybe they thought you were the kind of person who would let them sell off their hometown goods to make change?

    "But this is all I have right now..."

    "That''s all you need to talk about if you''re sweet to us."

    Future gold coins are important, but sometimes current copper coins save lives.

    But Larsia didn''t make it a problem.

    "But it''s bad to burden you unilaterally."

    "But I''m not."

    "Is that rhetoric in other worlds..."

    Larsia folds into a confused yut.

    "That doesn''t build trust that we''ve partied together, does it?

    And the next word became a decision maker.

    "We want company, not slaves. You know?"

    "... ok. No, I get it."

    Blowing off forcefully, Yut bagged his stuff.

    Some trust you get with money, some trust you lose.

    In this case, the latter.

    "Larsia, Exile. I''ll make you all sweet. Well, soon, I''ll be a wizard in public."

    Then I won''t hesitate.

    Don''t hesitate to rely on it to become a single magician (wizard) as soon as possible.

    Larsia smiled at Yut, so determined. Like a child, with an innocent, cruel smile.

    "Nevertheless, the cost of living comes out of party property, and it''s Alcia holding the hippo in that purse,"

    "Right. It''s not like our nostrils hurt directly."

    "Wait a minute. Is that your first ear?

    What the hell has been the story so far?

    Yut''s desperate face was a masterpiece for both the meadow race (Magner) and the rock giant (Jarloot).

    I couldn''t help but laugh in the narrow room where I was forced to put a bed in a room for two and make it into a room for three.

    "So I didn''t have to sell my belongings, and I was able to get along with Jii from Vainamarinen through the textbooks."

    "I don''t know if that''s a good thing."

    "That''s right."

    I take care of it, but I can''t say for sure it''s a plus when I think about it with a deduction.

    Cooperation in city building and connections with the college are huge and appreciated......

    "Hey. Wait a minute."

    Acorn put his hand on his forehead and waited in front of Yuut, who was about to split each and every one of these with Vainamarinen plus and minus.

    "Yut, did you first call me Mr. Larsia? Or is that really the story? I thought you said you were cleaning for the outside.

    From the two of us now, I couldn''t imagine a bit.

    "If this story were true, wouldn''t Larsia be getting less serious year after year?

    "Seriously, because Yut and Arcia will do it!

    If so, Yut is the culprit who unleashed the miraculous meadow race (Larsia) into the wild, still relatively decent.

    "A brave man is the type who works too hard to stop Axis..."

    "That''s what I''m saying, but I wasn''t that serious, was I?

    "I''m not denying it."

    "I''ll deny it. I''ll be super."

    Truth does not apply to grassland species (magners).

    "''Cause even if you add one yut, it''s a couple of silver coins a day combined with the rent and the cost of food, right? I already decided to become a magician (wizard), and T¨¹l said he was talented. Then you''ll sell your thanks from the start, won''t you? You''re gonna take the mount, right?

    "... right?

    "That''s right. Besides, Val would be mad at me if I did something bad?

    "You used that as an excuse to be kind to the brave man. Thanks."

    Stop thanking me.

    Larsia groaned and suffered like a demon who had accidentally done good deeds.

    "At all, it''s not like you were kind or sympathetic. I was going to sell thanks for the change and the tail would look like it later!

    "Sounds like you''re just making it look like you''re deceiving me with a tundelemove..."

    "Huh? Humanity. Sooner or later you will perish with your own stupidity..."

    And I said something like a demon king, and Larsia left.

    After that, the childhood friends are left behind.

    "... so, Zhuyin. After all, what did you want?

    "Ah. I forgot, I''ll be back"

    "Right."

    Acorn also leaves the office.

    "What the hell was that, this flow..."

    It took about half an hour for one unintelligible yut to get back to work.

    Later, Acorn got a chance to hear from Exile.

    After confirming that Larsia''s actions were true, I asked her what she thought of the relationship between the two of them, showing a bare gesture that was not lost in content but lost in expression.

    A rare reaction to a resolute all-encompassing, resolute exile.

    Akane waits silently for the answer.

    "From my eyes, yes..."

    After a short period of thought, the heavy bass is spun out.

    "Those are like brothers who think of each other as their brother."

    If so, Exile is the oldest brother to watch the two smile bitterly. No, is it the father''s position?

    "Is that a normal global relationship over here?

    "I don''t know. I just want to hear this one too."

    Apparently, there''s something complicated between men that you can''t even imagine from the opposite sex.

    I guess you two don''t call that friendship.

 600 Outside Part 14 The Fortune of Heroes

    "Well, it''s time to go"

    "Oh...... Village inspection."

    "Hmm. If you just want to see the growing state of the field, you''re better suited than Yut."

    Valtrude, dressed in magical silver (Mithral) sheet metal armor (Platemere Armor) and equipped with a large shield integrated with the cage hand, looks good at it.

    Unexpectedly, the hand of the Great Mage (Archmage) Yut Amaxa stopped when the house of the Earl of Istas was slaughtered.

    It''s been over a year since I met the Holy Virgin of Helenonia, but I''m never used to its beauty. The true beauty could not be bored after three days.

    "Really, I don''t have to send it on Moment Move (Teleport)?

    Not to be distracted from the inside, Yut changed the subject.

    Luckily, there''s no Jonah or Alcia, so it worked out for me.

    "I can walk back and forth by the end of the day. No problem."

    "I can do that because it''s Val..."

    Despite the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), Valtrude cannot ride a horse.

    I couldn''t keep a horse or anything when I ran out, and after I could afford the funds, I traveled by carriage. Then, the vehicle itself became unnecessary after remembering "Momentary Movement (Teleport)".

    More importantly, in dungeons and in combat, it gets in the way the other way.

    What''s more, both speed and stamina are up there with Valtrude.

    For this reason, inspections of a number of villages within the territory of the Earl of Istas - which I received a few months ago, the territory of Valtrude - were carried out exclusively on foot.

    Besides, it seems like a good change of mood.

    More importantly, I don''t see anything harming the Holy Virgin of Helenonia.

    "Yut, I''m sorry, but I need the rest."

    "Oh. Nice to meet you."

    At first I went with Alcia and Yut, but there are other jobs and it is difficult to keep in close contact.

    In that regard, Valtrude, formerly a rural daughter, was fit.

    The inspection on this day, however, was forced to be suspended early.

    "Missing?

    A number of villages in Count Istas territory.

    Valtrude frowned at the first voice from the village chief who was waiting at that entrance.

    "Yes, I was wondering if I could say this to my lord..."

    "No. Well said."

    Listen to me.

    That''s one of the two jobs Valtrude can do.

    Normally, you should be prepared to punish your lord, such as by suing him directly.

    The mere fact that it is doing so understands the relationship of trust. Anyway, if I don''t tell you, you''ll be angry the other way, so be honest.

    "Diaz¡­ a hunter-apprentice kid doesn''t come back into the woods around dawn"

    "Were you giving permission to go into the woods alone?

    "Yeah, for once. But I''ve never done this before..."

    A skinny hunter, a master, says thoughtlessly.

    Even now, he seems desperate to return to the search.

    Valtrude''s heart was determined.

    "The inspection is at a later date. I''ll go look for him now."

    "Now, give me some guidance."

    "Not necessary."

    "Oh, are you alone?

    "I''d like to show you, but if anything happens to the village, it''s the end of the line."

    Another job.

    That''s the decision.

    For Uncle Istas, who cannot be involved in practice, it was an obligation.

    Valtrude, who lowered the Divine Subjugator, a sword from the Hellenonian god, was in the woods.

    Unmade.

    But don''t be alarmed, walk alone in the woods.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) is healthy, when it went on for half an hour?

    Loosely, in fact, Valtroude, who was proceeding at a running speed, abruptly pulled out his sword and rotated with his left foot axial.

    Along with the tree on his right hand, he broke a bear that suddenly appeared from behind him.

    All this time, there was a sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground.

    "Brown bear..."

    Everywhere.

    But it shouldn''t have been the kind of beast that suddenly attacked me.

    "I see. A hound..."

    Then there seems to be something ahead.

    Going further with certainty, the forest suddenly opened.

    Ahead, there was a mansion.

    Stone, graceful curved white house.

    Before that, armor stood.

    "Welcome...?

    I accidentally did my hand on the Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator, but the armor just lowered its head slightly.

    A small magic doll (Guardian) is a type of magic doll (Golem) used by some magic instructors (Warlocks) as an escort.

    The small magic doll (Guardian), wearing armor, was never attacked and shut up and opened the door of the mansion.

    Without hesitation, he went up the stairs without stopping and stopped in front of one of the rooms on the third floor.

    "Are you going to let me in this room?

    Of course, there''s no response.

    But there was no stray in Valtrude.

    It was the role of the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) to open the door after examining the trap.

    "Ri, lord!?"

    "Diaz, right?

    "Yes, sir"

    "Oh, this is what the beautiful challenger showed up"

    "Safe...... No, you seem to have made it."

    At the end of the door, it was the playroom.

    Equipped with billiard platforms, roulette and other facilities, the dark elves grabbed the spoon and approached the boy in thick clothes.

    The end of the spoon is not soup, but the boy''s right eye.

    I don''t know how that happened, but he was trying to creep his eyes out.

    "First, Diaz. Shall I ask you to leave my people?"

    "What will you offer me for consideration?

    "How about not killing lives right now?"

    "It''s a swordswallowing thing"

    Mouthfeel as if mocking a savage, still, Dark Elf left the boy.

    "Welcome back, beautiful lord."

    It''s Valtrude Istas.

    Ignore the words of praise completely and stare at the elf man again.

    "I''ve never heard of a museum like this in the land I keep. Dark Elves live there."

    "I am Castaea. Hobbyist in the narrow space of the dimension¡­"

    "Right. Is this another dimension?"

    In terms of the Earth''s heritage, would a stray house be close?

    The entrance happened to be near here.

    No, I was lured.

    Both Diaz and Valtrude.

    "So, what are you going to do with that kid?

    "He lost the bet. So I''ll have those beautiful eyes, the only handle."

    "Yes, it''s a squid!

    I don''t know if it''s a fact or a loss, but it''s not very important right now.

    "Then I''ll take over the battle"

    "Ri, lord!? That''s for me..."

    "Not something"

    Valtrude said, turning to the kind of beauty that can only be portrayed in that imagination.

    "I have the right to collect taxes because I do my duty to protect the security of my residents"

    Exactly, that''s what I hear from Yut.

    "I can''t choose the person or situation to fulfill my obligations"

    "This is splendid"

    Similar to ridicule, a light applause echoed into the playroom.

    "So how about roulette or something?

    Valtrude, who listened lightly to the explanation of the rules, nodded to Eagle Deep.

    I say pale as I get to my seat.

    "Okay. Okay, let''s bet on six."

    "Not Rouge or Noir?

    "Hmm? Was that, too, a place to bet?

    Neglected in gambling, Valtrude floated a surprising colour in her endless appearance.

    "So, isn''t one always a hit"

    "Not necessarily, but it will"

    Dark Elves laugh bitterly at what it is.

    Of course, tactics exist to target individual numbers, but suddenly it can''t be. Amateur rounding.

    I dreamed of adding a divine sword to my collection, and I can''t stand the unpleasant and hateful grin.

    "By the way, why 6?

    "The number of people, including me."

    I couldn''t stand it, I laughed.

    But it won''t last long.

    "Stupid."

    A ball released by a small magic doll (Guardian) that combines dealers.

    It was sucked into six pockets.

    "You don''t have any other numbers you like anymore. I want it to be another game."

    "Stupid. Stupid."

    Even the cards, they were the same.

    "This doesn''t look like we need to replace it?

    "Three Dragons......"

    Speaking of poker, Royal Straight Flash.

    At the time it was handed out, the best hands were in place.

    "Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid."

    Craps - it was the same in the Dice game.

    7 and 11 in a row and the child''s victory continues.

    Of course, Dice is something prepared by Castaea. It''s not squid or anything.

    "I''m sorry. I seem very lucky (...)"

    No instant computational power, no technology to attract victory, no eye to read the flow.

    There is no such thing as one in Valtrude.

    It''s just luck to have one.

    happiness that there was Alcia in the same village.

    Heavenly Blessings that by chance (...) Exile and Larsia have flown into that Ozric village.

    It fits where Yut transferred, and more importantly, the survival that it was Yut.

    A like-minded tour that saved Jonah.

    No matter how much I appreciate it, I won''t.

    "Naturally. I''m blessed to have company. With that in mind, my good fortune has been proven."

    It was a heartfelt word, but I haven''t heard of finely cramped Castaea. I just keep bumping wordless twinks.

    "If you swear to change your mind, let''s miss this place. No matter, I''m not taking a stake."

    I don''t want to show my kids the brutal sight.

    If you can start over, I want you to.

    Valtrude''s kindness did not pass for Castaea.

    A piece, maybe.

    "Don''t be ridiculous. This noble me..."

    "Right. Too bad."

    When did you pull it out?

    And when did you wave it down?

    Other than Valtrude, I couldn''t perceive who I was alone.

    I can''t even react to small magic puppets (Guardian), divine.

    "Aww. So, uh-huh, but it''s not. Ahhh."

    But I recognize that as a fact because I witnessed a man''s arm saying goodbye to his owner and rolling on the floor.

    I got it, with the spell document.

    I had no intention of condoning it, even if it was an attempt, than there were subjects to protect.

    "Alcia - if you ask my people, they can treat you"

    My chin hurts.

    "Ask again. Aren''t you going to change your mind?

    "Well, I get it! Such a high-ranking Cathedral Knight (Paladin) should come by chance to visit our Hall!

    "I put my own evil on the shelf and wondered what to say..."

    "Don''t give it to me. Never give my collection to anyone!

    Gems removed from nostalgia with remaining hands, like a glass toasted to the floor. Then the fire spread in an instant, as if it had been unleashed on the plain.

    Seems like he went wild on his own and chose his heart with the hall.

    Still, if you''re Larsia, you''ll never give up. This flame must have swept away the golden eye.

    But Valtrude, of course not.

    "Safety first."

    "Huh."

    A hunter-apprentice boy raises a loose voice in between.

    That won''t be impossible either.

    I wonder if they grabbed me like a cat, because I''m walking straight to the window.

    "Could it be!?"

    Keep your mouth shut.

    - Don''t bite my tongue.

    With so little caution, Valtrude burst into the lavish window vitreous.

    I''ve never felt it.

    A floating feeling you shouldn''t feel.

    The moment he was aware of it, Diaz lost his mind.

    It was the limit.

    Valtrude''s favorite magic kit (magic item) and flying boot Boots of Wings have the ability to fly for a short time.

    A hunter-apprentice boy found out about it only after he woke up in bed.

    "I hear it''s been tough."

    Yut warmly welcomed Valtrude, who had deposited Diaz with the villagers and returned to the fortress of Falve.

    I heard there was an incident earlier, but I haven''t got the details yet.

    I''m not worried, but the Yuts were gathered in the office to hear it.

    "Only Val is sloppy"

    "Yona, that''s not what this is about, is it?

    "It''s not for the lord, but I can''t quit. You thought so."

    Valtrude et al. Words.

    What the hell happened?

    Yut rounded his eyes, wearing a crimson eyelid, and Arcia opened her mouth.

    "That''s the obvious story"

    - Jonah pointed out the facts extremely calmly.

    "Well, you are. It''s obvious."

    Fully acknowledging the words of the Albino girl, the fully armed Holy Virgin of Helenonia smiles.

    "But that''s all that matters. That''s what I realized."

    And Valtrude began to talk about the upside down in that hall.

    Alone. But a case solved by the good fortune of meeting some of our best friends.

 601 Outside Part 15 How to Spend Wrong Halloween in a Different World (Previous)

    "Hmm? Coffee tastes a little different... to"

    "To? Yut, what''s wrong..."

    "Val, why does it sound like a samurai way of talking?

    Something always starts here, the office of the castle fortress in Falve.

    Rarely. Yut and Valtrude, who were really a couple and seriously doing paperwork, looked at each other.

    An adventurer who has solved numerous cases. That''s all I noticed.

    Larsia or any deity or Larsia or Yona''s joke.

    "Forced to change the end of the story or something. What a waste of technology, Mepo"

    "That''s not true."

    "Val is so fixed, why am I so different..."

    We have to do something about this.

    If it''s magic, we can disarm it.

    Yut started turning the spell - at that moment.

    "Trick or Treat"

    "Trick or treat...... yeah"

    Cute witches came into the office wearing hats and capes.

    An albino girl who is faceless but heartfelt and motivated and a sister-in-law of a half elf who seems sorry.

    At the time we were both together, Yut guessed the situation more or less.

    "Delivering Halloween to Yut and Val"

    "I can''t get more sweets than I''ve already taunted."

    "Ru"

    "Stop saying it in the face..."

    Repeating a strange tail to Jonah, Yut was about to die lightly. Well, there are not many times a year, such as when Jonah is not a true face.

    "This is the work of the potion based on Rhina''s Funny" Rhinaz Radical Rafter. "

    "Yes."

    "Not on purpose... you know?

    Rhina''s Funny "Rhinaz Radical Rafter", pointed out by Yut in his odd tail, is a second staircase theoretical spell developed by the Magic Master (Warlock) Rhina.

    It''s a vicious spell, depending on how you use it, which makes the object of the spell laugh like crazy and deprives you of concentration. Yut has also been used to block enemy magicians (wizards).

    Valtrude didn''t look very good, so it was used less often.

    There was an accident when making it into a potion.

    Instead of changing to the harmless effect of just changing the end of the phrase, it seems that you can no longer resist either.

    "Too much pinpoint, Guess..."

    "Anyway, Yut and Val will knock through numerous gates and have them reach under the mastermind"

    "We... but when we get to where we wait... it''s over..."

    "If it''s a mastermind, I''m right in front of you... I mean, if you clear it, you''re not handing out the antidote, Al?

    "When it''s all over, do your own Disruption."

    I know it''s an event that Yona thought about when she heard about Halloween from somewhere, but it''s fundamentally wrong.

    So fundamental that I can''t point out my mistakes.

    "Now, if the spell effect goes away, it won''t matter."

    "That''s no good"

    "No, Po..."

    They couldn''t handle it there.

    It''s an operation that pushes fragility through with a human face. Holes are everywhere like cheese, but clean if you say so.

    "Yona... I knew it, don''t... don''t you?

    "I won''t stop. I also took hostages. We can''t go back."

    "Hi. Hostage."

    Appearing at an exquisite time was Yut''s childhood friend, who had a reputation for versatility.

    By not cosplay, they''re making a hostage appeal.

    "Zhuyin... Maybe there''s no hostage at all?

    "I had Stockholm syndrome in seconds."

    "Seconds."

    The setting is too Gabagaba.

    Yut, along with his tail, was deeply desperate.

    "Well, look. After next year, Jonah and I thought about making it an event for the city as a whole. Be an experimental bench."

    "Don''t neglect your efforts to wrap it in oblate, Zamas"

    Because of the kidding tail, it doesn''t make it serial at all.

    Yut despaired.

    "So, what is Halloween?

    "Val, you''re not moving..."

    Acorn gave an explanation, as usual, to the grand Holy Virgin of Helenonia.

    That it was originally a festival to welcome the spirits of the dead.

    In modern times, it''s a brief event to have fun in disguise or to stroll around saying your kids are going to prank you if you don''t give them sweets.

    "I see. Did Jonah hold back the people who prepared the treats first?"

    "It''s common for hostages to be on your side"

    "Zhu Yan is almost the mastermind, I think."

    It would also be acorns that prepared the cosplay for Jonah and Ren.

    It is almost a mastermind.

    "The first gateway is in Bride''s Square"

    "There is, or is there?

    "Mostly I guessed, sir"

    I guess he is. That man.

    The anticipation was a complete shooting.

    He couldn''t have been there.

    "Ha-ha. Do not betray expectations and betray expectations. That''s the iron rule of creation, isn''t it?

    "If you think so, don''t come out again."

    "Well, it''s an easy quiz because it''s the first one. And I''m not responsible for this because I''m behind the scenes. Blaming me is like asking a sword for the sin of murder. Like?"

    "Larsia''s the same."

    Bride Square.

    The wedding of Yut and Valtrude takes place, the best square in Falve watched by the clock tower given by the gods.

    That was now an impromptu quiz venue.

    Yut and Valtrude sat in a rushed respondent''s seat. Microphones for magic devices (magic items) used in militant parties are also prepared.

    And there was even an audience.

    "Brothers.................. Phew"

    "Brave man, Val. Try not to betray Len''s expectations."

    "Larsia is the best little thing among us"

    Yes, even the masterminds were turning to the audience.

    I have no desire to hide myself.

    Yut couldn''t say anything about the free damnation of a breakdown in the definition of the mastermind.

    Jonah and Ren from Witch Costume are adorable and I can''t be angry...... but it wasn''t.

    "So I''m going to give you a quiz about this Falv and the Istas that govern it. There are good things to do if you hit it. If you remove it, something bad will happen."

    "There, be more specific."

    "Okay, first question."

    "Larsia!"

    A passing audience surrounding the Yuts...... in other words, laughter is raised by the residents.

    It wasn''t a laugh at the end of the story, so they were well known there beforehand. For extra consideration, Yut was about to cry.

    "You all look like you''re having fun. That''s right, it''s not Yut and Larsia."

    "It''s not like that."

    Poor Yut''s words, however, do not reach anyone.

    And they bring up themes that don''t even think about education or governance a little bit, and tough protests are also difficult.

    That''s disgusting. That''s Larsia. Yut wished to God that he should receive his reward promptly as he could.

    It didn''t arrive.

    "Problem. This is the land of Falve, where the Lords met for the first time...... in the first meeting, what would Yut have thought of Valtrude?

    "Don''t snipe, Nari!

    "Hiuuuuu"

    "You don''t have an ally, do you?"

    Reminds me of an inn dungeon I used to go to in a honeymoon.

    I don''t know about the inn dungeon, but Tyrone God offered recreation in the dungeon to the two newlyweds.

    Yes, the Larsians, the creators of the meadow race.

    Wishes couldn''t have reached God.

    Everywhere, it''s the same hole.

    "This is embarrassing even if you know the answer."

    "Come on, stick it out, please"

    "I fell in love at first sight."

    "Correct!"

    Wow, a much more exciting audience. No, residents.

    The end of the story has been forgotten, but I wonder if that''s all right, and Yut gave me the look of a scuffled bitter bug.

    But that''s not long either.

    "So here''s the final problem"

    "Early!

    Larsia laughs a lot at the scratches that came out unexpectedly.

    "You wanted to play more with me? That''s too bad. Oh, that''s a shame. But it''s still jammed, so I have to go."

    Yut was annoyed by the mysterious sense of defeat.

    It''s all on Larsia''s palm.

    "So last question. When did Val like Yut, versus Yut, who was in love at first sight?

    "Hmm..."

    Arm up, Valtrude thinks.

    Yut also gets nervous about questions coming from unusual directions without being in the pattern.

    Both the presenter Larsia and the masterminds are silent.

    Waiting for the answer, Valtrude opens his mouth, most importantly.

    "Yut has a lot of things I don''t have"

    "Yeah, yeah. You''re absolutely right."

    "Larsia, shut up"

    When the girl from Albino told her, the meadow race (Magner) swelled her cheeks as if they were rotten. Acting.

    "So in my adventure, in my normal life, I couldn''t help but notice and naturally like Yut"

    "Val, but it''s normal there."

    "Nice..."

    "Not enough dramatic events like that, like being helped by the enemy"

    Valtrude asks about the reaction of the Trinity.

    Even Jonah lost her words not only to the audience around her, but also to her adorability and beauty.

    The only exception is Larsia.

    "Let''s ask Yut what he thinks."

    "He wanted to hear it at the end of the story."

    In the first stage, would this tragedy have been prevented if I had handed over the treats?

    Yut shed a tear of engraving at the possibility of being lost.

    Still, it goes on.

 602 Outside Part 15 How to Spend Wrong Halloween in a Different World (after)

    "See you, brave man. ''Cause it''s Mr. Alcia''s place next."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    You can''t possibly want to see Alcia in this situation.

    Yut protests to Akane with his gaze... but it couldn''t have worked either.

    But you''re gonna thank me.

    Pushed on the back by Acorn, who no longer even tried to protect him before he was built as a hostage, Yut and Valtrude visited the Temple of Truss-Sink for two.

    The acorns are waiting on goal. For a moment, I thought I would spell out the effects of magic drugs (potions), but then I''m not interested.

    I fell into a trap and met Arcia face to face......

    "Alcia. Why are you dressed like that?

    "... you''re here, both of you"

    To be precise, Arcia was waiting for me at the entrance to the temple.

    For some reason, wear a hooded cape deep in your eyes.

    Speak quickly without touching Valtrude''s tone.

    "Here''s a riddle to solve."

    "That''s fine because Yut does it, but what the hell is that outfit?

    "... it doesn''t matter"

    Again, rather than touching the end of the story¡­, Arcia refused to talk without room for it.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Strange silence wraps the place up.

    "... okay."

    Unbearable, Arcia succumbed.

    In advance, Acorn or Yona might have told me.

    "Wow, you don''t laugh, do you?

    Alcia, ready, takes off her hooded cape.

    That was a cat.

    See also Fermina, the sun god.

    Black, of an unlikely size for a cat. But an adorable cat was growing in Alcia.

    Of course it''s Katyusha. It can''t be growing.

    But it had nothing to do with Yut, nor with Valtrude.

    That may be because Alcia was deluded by the tail growing out of the gothic lolita costume she wore.

    Or maybe it''s the meatballs.

    Gloves, of course. There can''t be meatballs in people''s bodies.

    Cat.

    It was a cat.

    I don''t care who said it to Alcia.

    "... don''t you laugh?

    Yut and Valtrude shook their heads beside each other in earnest.

    You can''t even do that. In the name of Trus-Sink God and Riya God!

    "Ahhh... ahh..."

    Did they tell you what they think? Alcia was the limit.

    If you open your mouth and close it repeatedly, you will return to the temple wearing a crisp and crimson eyelid... on the brink.

    I made a U-turn.

    "Next, we''re going to the God of Power arena."

    That''s all I tell you, I go back with a bright red face.

    Again, silence dominates the place.

    No riddle was given.

    But I wasn''t dissatisfied with Yut. Shards too.

    "Well done, both of you."

    "It''s a rare combination."

    This is an arena co-located in the training ground of the God of Power.

    Waiting was the ultimate in martial arts and knowledge: Exile and Vainamarinen.

    As Valtrude put it, it was a combination that I rarely saw.

    "Why are you even here, Mr. Jii, Dace?

    "Whatever. Whatever the similarities between the jizzy and the child"

    "It''s a sensible part, so stop it"

    Again, there were no indications about the end of the phrase. It makes me sad the other way around when they ignore me so far... I didn''t think so.

    The spirit of Yut was purified by Arsia.

    Well, if they mess with me, I''m pretty sure that makes you want to argue with that.

    I heard I could fight Val.

    "It''s Where I Want It"

    The grand chief of the Holy Virgin of Helenonia and the Rock Giant (Jarloot) enters the battlefield in an instant.

    We''re good friends of each other and friends we trust with all our hearts, but that''s it. This is this.

    "It''s a good Halloween festival to fight each other like this."

    "I agree."

    At the same time he nodded, Valtroude packed the distance, pulling out the Horse Sword (White Knight).

    "Select"

    Exile doesn''t move.

    He took with his body the best sword Yut had ever given him without moving, and instead he beheld Spike Flail.

    "Hahahahahaha, you''re so young"

    "They''ll do something similar when they''re older."

    Out of consciousness and gaze from the two as they stepped into the thick battle cartoon space-time, Yut stares at Vainamarinen.

    "So, I have to pose a challenge, but I don''t think about it."

    "What the hell are you doing here?

    "Instead, do me one favor"

    "Jii''s favor...?

    "That''s right. You will know that the Eight Circle Tower of the Crocodile is for surveillance in a magically abnormal area."

    "That''s my first ear."

    The Great Sage Vainamarinen An anomalous zone that that person must monitor.

    Yut''s tension and alertness were raised to the anti-Larsian class. Above all, only against Verga.

    "Really? It''s supposed to be famous."

    "Nothing, I''m not interested in Mr. Jii, Dana."

    "So how do you explain to your grandchildren about the eagle?

    "He''s my kid, and he''s Jii''s grandson."

    In the first place, the kites aren''t that age yet.

    "Well, it''s not like this right now, but let me give you a hand when something happens"

    "... that''s all I need."

    Rather than that, they would intervene without having to be told.

    In other words, the Vainamarinen proposal is not a condition for replacement.

    There''s something behind it.

    Absolutely.

    "Don''t worry too much. Just think you got it now."

    "You don''t seem to want to crack your mouth."

    Impossible for the Great Sage Vainamarinen and so on.

    We''re always going to have to be prepared for whatever happens here.

    ... that was also the usual thing.

    Where Yut was about to question his own life, the battle prematurely climaxed.

    "Don''t let them do this to you, Exile."

    "Don''t worry. Come with all your might."

    "Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

    "Really serious wack!?"

    A blow that even butchered the evil flaming Spirit Prince - no, a six-second strike.

    Without any hassle. A deadly series of attacks regardless of whether they have been handed down or not.

    But that didn''t sink Exile.

    "That''s right, Val."

    "That''s the line here."

    After that, they bump into each other in dozens.

    Power and moves.

    moves and forces.

    The feast of power and skill presents the look of World War IV when we eventually drop our weapons and bump into each other with our bare hands......

    "Exile, are you going to do this today?"

    "Oh, right. Jonah and the others are waiting for you at school."

    - I came to an end with an exchange that felt like making it an eighth belly.

    "If you go out there, you''ll be cured. You can do whatever you want."

    The battle, for now, was won by Valtrude.

    The Last Land.

    It was an elementary school attended by Jonah and the others.

    Len to Jonah, and Acorn... not just.

    "The final challenge is to satisfy everyone here"

    The primary school yard had all the students. You don''t seem to understand what one thing is going to be done right now, but it''s a big deal considering that we got together on one of Jonah''s orders.

    I don''t see him, but I guess Tertione is somewhere too.

    "Good luck for me, brave man!

    "Speaking of which, I suppose you did"

    Overflowing with justice. No, a hostage setting that can even be forgotten from the Valtrude of justice itself.

    Yut, however, did not react to it.

    Winning opportunity. Because I saw the way to solve this problem.

    "That''s all you need, Pimp?

    "Brother...... just... what is it?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Yut nodded silently.

    Exactly, it seems that Pippi had a lot of damage. Whatever Jonah or Acorn was, before Len was the worst again.

    When I''m pitied, I really can''t help it. Even if purified by Arcia, what works works works.

    Such a yut looked around the school yard...... set his gaze at its center.

    Sounds like you''re going to use a spell.

    "Already. I rely on spells to tell me there''s something about Yut."

    Larsia, who was still there, says something, but ignores it.

    Yut retrieved the spell document and cleaved seven pages nervously, like the first time.

    "Little Wish"

    Oh, good. The spell name doesn''t end in weird words.

    The Little Petition (Little Wish), activated by Yut while relieving, is a theoretical spell on the seventh staircase.

    Although it does not extend to the Great Application (Unlimited) as its name suggests, it can alter reality as the surgeon wills.

    For example, emulate a spell below the unprepared sixth staircase, or create a non-magical item.

    So, what Yuto created...

    "The house is made of sweets... it''s made!

    "I''ll do it, brave man."

    Ren naturally.

    Acorns, too, were sparkling their eyes in return to their children''s hearts.

    Walls made of sponges.

    A roof made of cookies.

    Decorations of chocolate, marshmallows and whipped cream.

    As I thought, I made sure a brightly colored confectionery house was born, and Yut turned to the mastermind - the Albino girl.

    "Was it satisfying, Pong?

    "Weird way to talk."

    "That''s what I''m talking about!?"

    But it seems certain that Jonah was satisfied, too.

    From time to time, he shifts his gaze from Yut and glances at the confectionery house. Even now, I just don''t run out.

    Still, I don''t forget what to do.

    "The way you talk, you can back off."

    "Thank you"

    Having stroked his chest down in a double sense, Yut did not hesitate to use the spell of Disruption (Dispel).

    Side by side with the children flocking to the confectionery house.

    Valtrude and, for two.

    All the best.

    An event far from the original, under the name Halloween, which began the following year.

    In this falve, it became a festival where the children in disguise solved the mystery and found a sweet house somewhere in the city.

    The residents can also participate as a hint to solve the mystery, so it will continue to be quite popular...

    The burden was heavy on the house slaughter, which had to build a number of confectionery houses.

    It''s supposed to be, but we''re talking about how relieved he is.

 603 The name of the wave is Amnesia (Previous)

    "This place..."

    The morning after I solved the personality change case, which occurred shortly after the unrest that changed my gender.

    The castle fortress of Falve is finally back in peaceful routine.

    In that one room, the next seed of disturbance was sprouting.

    "Is that it? Me, from school...?

    Rotosilt kingdom as well as the Falve area. No, an individual with a lot of influence over this whole world. And the world''s leading magician (Archmage).

    Such a yuut was looking at the ceiling with different signs than the frigid look of his sleep.

    It''s as if it''s a strange place.

    Next to that, Alcia, who was on duty (...), also woke her eyes.

    "Yut, are you awake?

    "What?"

    Completely unintentional.

    Turning reflexively in the direction of his voice, there lay a brunette beauty.

    Plus, half naked.

    "Until yesterday, it''s been a lot of trouble. Even if I slept a little more..."

    "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry,"

    Jump up reflexively, to the floor so that it falls.

    So Yut sits down, drooling his words of apology like a broken speaker.

    "Um... Yut? What the hell are you doing? Is Larsia threatening you?

    "Sorry, sorry, sorry. Even though I say I don''t remember being in bed with a stranger, oh, what is this situation anymore!?"

    "I don''t remember...?

    Not that I remember sleeping in the same bed last night......

    Perhaps the only thing I don''t remember is Alcia.

    "Yut, are you okay? Is there anything that hurts? What''s wrong with you?

    "No, that''s... I''m sorry, I''m sorry"

    The conversation seemed to form a little bit, but collapsed the moment Yut looked up.

    Alcia, with the sheets wrapped around her body, was stunned, not knowing why. Keep the sheets wrapped around your body.

    "Until yesterday, what is this following a disturbance where flesh and soul are replaced..."

    It was impossible outside the land.

    "... we''ll have to rely on Mr. Acorn."

    "Zhu Yan with me!? No, it''s no wonder I almost went home with Zhu Yan before my memory broke..."

    While I''m surprised, I won''t raise my face, Yuut.

    (Sounds like Yuuto-kun to me)

    Just a little relieved, Alcia called Akane using the spell of Message.

    "So the brave man lost his memory."

    A room in a castle fortress that serves as a dining room and conference room.

    Before the faces gathered there, Acorn said with a look about halfway between a bitter smile and a crying laugh.

    "The brave TS, followed by a personality change."

    That''s just the acorn, and it feels closed to the Ten Bowl so far. At least I just need a little more time.

    "Now my grandfather at Vainamarinen is looking at me, but I''m pretty sure it''s the amnesia part."

    "The rest of it wasn''t particularly problematic. Physical and mental health."

    Arcia supplemented the words of Acorn sitting across the street.

    "By the way, I''ve also met Jonah... rather than come from the other side. It was exactly the same."

    "So, me, my uncle and Haruko... you normally remember the brave parents over there."

    I was listening to that, Valtrude, Exile. And Larsia had the look of the Trinity, but the silence was common.

    Wine and other drinks were also available on the table, but no one, not even Larsia, poured water.

    After about 30 seconds of plenty - and thinking about my adventurous days, it''s time I could have attacked you 30 times - Valtrude, the leader, opens his mouth.

    "Amnesia...?

    "Apparently, yes."

    "Does that mean you''ve forgotten?

    "You haven''t got any more information!

    Larsia mixes it back, but there''s one thing missing right now.

    "I mean, I should just punch Yut in the head and put it back together, right?

    "Stop."

    "Please stop."

    "That''s a last resort. No, it would be my role."

    Rather, Exile had sharper sharpness.

    "This is the power of nature...... ugh"

    "So, to what extent are you losing your memory?

    "Since I''ve been here... like"

    "Mmm."

    It''s not an unexpected answer.

    But, unfortunately, Valtrude gets silenced by extreme reality.

    "Are you safe except for the memory? That''s a good thing..."

    I don''t blame you.

    The Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who was worried about his non-reproducible beauty, shook his head small.

    "No. Right now, the hardest part is Yut. About us is second to none."

    "That''s Valtrude."

    "Naturally."

    Did you think I didn''t want to mess with you? Or did you unconsciously realize that if you step in any further, it would be a mess?

    Larsia, change the subject.

    "Speaking of which, where is Yona? School?"

    "No way. I''ll be with the brave ones."

    "Are you okay with that?

    "But before that, because I don''t want to leave..."

    "Uh-huh. I don''t know what else to do."

    Larsia set the spearhead for a light pursuit.

    Because, of course, it is going to be interesting.

    "Don''t get together."

    There, the bald-headed big man - the great sage Vainamarinen - showed up.

    "I''ve finished my investigation, so I''ve put you to bed."

    "There''s at least an inspection there"

    "Let''s make a big difference"

    Neither did Acorn protest willingly, and Vainamarinen sat somewhat back in his vacant seat.

    Even after all the attention, at my pace, I drank the wine trumpet as it was and exhaled heavily.

    "So, when do you get your memories back?

    Larsia also asked for an awkward conclusion as she poured the wine into the glass at her discretion.

    But the Great Sage only speaks of mystery.

    "In the meantime, where do memories exist"

    "That''s not what I''m asking for?

    "That would be the brain. Frontal lobes, temporal lobes, around there."

    If we don''t get on with it, we won''t move on.

    Acorn, who noticed it, gives the earthly answer of the twenty-first century, but has become somewhat obscure in the second half. Nevertheless, I didn''t say anything wrong.

    "I think we have a way to go."

    "I can''t see the end of the story."

    Ignoring Valtrude, who shuts up if he doesn''t understand why, the Great Sage speaks for himself.

    "Beyond that is the realm of dreams."

    It is a special dimensional realm in which all the spirits of the organism are supposedly connected.

    It is home to the ancestral spirits (totems) worshipped by nature worshippers (Druids), and is also home to dreamers, beginning with Sacubas and Nightmare.

    "Of dreams...... Acacial records, that kind of occult story?

    "Both the eagle and that. That''s what I remember about over 100 spells, but that''s all in my head and that''s crazy."

    "Ugh. That''s what they say..."

    A word too convincing for Acorn who read the scroll (scroll) of the theoretical spell immediately after the metastasis and gibbed it up instantly.

    That, then, was not a good word to say by Vainamarinen, who is called the Great Sage and is revered.

    "To put it plainly, you have an external hard drive..."

    "Oh, that''s the thing. Or fail to authenticate."

    "Sure, maybe the NAS or the cloud is closer..."

    "I mean, memories aren''t just in your head, they''re stored in the realm of your dreams"

    "You''re not connecting well with it, and Yut says he''s amnesic?

    Vainamarinen nodded loudly to the words of confirmation between Alcia and Larsia.

    Exile, on the other hand, is silent that it is not his turn, and Valtrude has a question mark over his head.

    However, only conclusions could be understood by the Cathedral Knight (Paladin).

    "You mean if Yut could use the spell again, it would bring back memories too?"

    "That doesn''t distinguish me from the spell being available now that I have my memory back, does it?

    "It starts with eggs or chickens, but you don''t mind. If you have to, you can use it in" Miracle. "

    "If you can''t do it, the recoil is horrible..."

    If you''re going back to nature, you''ve never been over it.

    That''s what I could think of, thanks to the way the road was shown.

    Nonetheless, the Vainamarinen that brought it

    "There''s got to be something to do before I can get my memory back."

    "Of course I''ll follow up with the brave ones."

    "Oh. Hold on tight. If you hear about getting bigamous, you won''t have to just graduate."

    Ethics upgraded. Or not downgraded, yuut before coming to the Brewers.

    For acorns, clearly. Valtrude and Arcia can be remembered nostalgic. If he...

    "Ah, ha-ha. If you were Yut in the beginning, you''d say goodbye to them all."

    Not at all, not even on edge.

    Although a sharp gaze can be directed at Larsia, naturally the meadow race (Magner) couldn''t have cared less.

    "So, what''s that yut doing now?

    "You''re with Jonah."

    Exile answered, remaining silent the whole time.

    That''s not just true. Words of ruin that go far beyond that.

    "... ah, yabe"

    From Larsia''s hand, the glass slips off.

    That was telling the story of the seriousness of the situation.

 604 The name of the wave is Amnesia (Medium)

    "... can we do it again?

    Yut, who just woke up half way in the bed, told the Albino girl in front of him.

    If that''s not possible, make me laugh.

    ¡­ not¡­, but so that it drifts.

    "Name''s Jonah."

    "No, not there"

    I remember the name. I''ve just been introduced.

    The problem is its continuation.

    "Yut''s fianc¨¦e"

    "No, no, no. You don''t look old enough to get married!?"

    "So, fianc¨¦e"

    "As it is, well, appropriate for reason..."

    The problem is that there''s something wrong with the foundation of that theory.

    "No, wait..."

    From what Akane tells me, he''s lost in the fantasy world, and he''s saving the world and running the territory.

    If that were me, it could be just a form of engagement in a political marriage.

    But hope ends shorter than dragonflies.

    "Of course, love"

    "Oh well... That''s right..."

    Love.

    Love with this Albino girl.

    White skin, white hair, red eyes.

    His face was young but neat, and he seemed sure to be a hell of a beauty in the future.

    Yes, the future. That''s not now.

    "It''s a romantic marriage..."

    "Officially, still engaged"

    A girl named Jonah, who is horseback ridden like a child, said unfortunately.

    That''s all I can tell she really wants...... but.

    For Yut, there were as many problems as a well-run, family-run city factory.

    "But me, I slept in the same bed as that brunette..."

    "Alcia?"

    "Probably."

    "If it''s not red hair, it''s fine"

    "I don''t know what that means"

    I don''t know, but the second I heard about the red hair, the chills ran.

    I''m not trying to remember headaches...... This is an unconscious warning that you should not remember.

    I didn''t understand that far, but Yut keeps talking quickly.

    "Why, is there no problem?

    "Married."

    "Marriage"

    "Yut and Arsia."

    "Oh well. It is."

    She was married to a beauty in that bed on top of being engaged to an Albino girl.

    It''s a shame it wasn''t a beauty bureau, but it was too realistic.

    From what Akane tells me, he''s lost in the fantasy world, and he''s saving the world and running the territory.

    I mean, does that mean that brunette beauty - someone named Arcia - is a nobleman, and she joined her son-in-law?

    There. Plus, even the Albino girl? Am I allowed to?

    "What were you doing, I..."

    "I''m married to Val and Acorn, too."

    "I mean, triple marriage...?

    "Quadruple"

    Don''t forget yourself, Jonah swells her cheeks.

    That has always been a reaction that adds to the adorability of a faceless albino girl, but I can''t afford to be watching Yut.

    "Zhu Yin too..."

    "There are other mistresses."

    "You can''t, it''s..."

    The enemy of a woman has enough.

    If I was in front of you before I lost my memory, I''m not preaching.

    "I don''t know how, so many..."

    Acorns, well, I don''t know yet.

    But other than that, it''s refreshing. Or even a woman named Val doesn''t know her face.

    "I need to talk to you before I can remember."

    "Discuss? More, more?

    "The other way around, the other way around"

    "No"

    "Huh?"

    Albino girl who was horseback riding on the bed.

    Its red eyes become thinner, and the spirits (aura) associated with intimidation develop.

    It was hit from the front, and Yut was sealed in motion.

    "Yut is..."

    "Yonah! That''s it!

    I hear the door open with a butter.

    At the same time, the light - something that can only be seen - is Article Six. Each took a different track and approached the Albino girl.

    "... even though it was a good place"

    But I don''t panic or make a scene.

    "Elemental Missiles"

    He used his mental power to create arrows of source elements, and let them all offset them.

    "What? What?

    Intruding and suddenly shooting arrows are as many children as the Albino girl.

    But both its behavior and its expression drew a line with that of the child.

    That imbalance, on the contrary, is determined.

    But that was not the case for Yut at the time.

    "No what? This?"

    "Oh, shut up for a second"

    "Yeah......?

    "Here, Yona. Don''t blow it right in because Yut has amnesia."

    "I didn''t lie"

    "It''s true, you''re in shock."

    "Yeah......?

    Engagement or bigamy was actually a lie.

    Such hope, once again, broke and vanished like a chavon.

    "So, how far did you talk?

    "To the point of being engaged"

    "Is that it? Was Yut and Yona that specific?

    "It''s moving on."

    "Oh well. It''s just a matter of time."

    "No, no. Because it''s important there"

    Yut protests, but it was flushed as it should.

    "More than that, what about with the Vals?

    "I said"

    "So, what about Yut?

    "Reduce."

    "Mmmm...... Something I was afraid of."

    "It''s okay. I won''t let you."

    "I think it''s a critical safe place."

    "If you can''t talk that way, arrows and magic just now? I''d like to ask you for an explanation about something like..."

    It flushes about a little twisted together, but it doesn''t matter what you think. It''s not normal.

    "Yut, too, can do this much. Spare."

    "I can''t..."

    "It''s a chase."

    Sit back a bit in a bedside chair with an inclusive smile on your face.

    I simply decided that being able to use magic would only cause confusion if it sent out information that was a shortcut to memory recovery.

    "Hey, more yut than that. Other manners. Sounds like the first time we met."

    "In fact, this is the first time for me right now..."

    "Yeah, yeah. You recorded it."

    "So I don''t even know about you?

    Despite his help, Yut''s words were elusive.

    Yet. That''s why the kid laughs just because he likes it.

    "I''m Larsia. Even now, I''m an adult. And he''s Yut''s best friend."

    "Larsia...... best friend......"

    "I only tell the truth, so don''t worry!

    "Now my peace of mind has blown across the galaxy."

    Unexpectedly, he was scratching with vegetables.

    "By the way, I''m the one, Jonah? And is it also true that you''re engaged?

    "Uh-huh... Factual?

    "de facto"

    Apparently, it endured at one piece of neck skin.

    I want to compliment myself before I lose my memory.

    "Well, well. In the meantime, you just have to think that our common sense is Earth Insanity."

    "Know about Earth..."

    "Yeah. ''Cause Yut''s taken me over and over again"

    "Likewise"

    "What are you doing, me..."

    "At the hotel, eating curry while watching football?

    "I went to the ocean, too, a sea bath and a hot spring"

    "It''s a sightseeing."

    The more I listen to you, the harder it gets to believe a lot of things.

    Mainly, who I was in the past.

    "But that''s right, bigamy is..."

    "That''s true"

    "I''m not lying"

    "That would be a bad idea. As a person."

    "No problem."

    To Yut''s best point, Larsia waves her index finger up and affirms.

    "Because Yut made the law that bigamy ok"

    "That doesn''t mean you can''t even come this way!

    "No, I can''t. It''s just not common."

    "Private personal greed is too much..."

    Until then, I guess there was a lot going on.

    I can only imagine, and it''s not something I can scratch around right now that I''m someone else (...).

    But it is just unacceptable to act ethically.

    "... I need to hear more about it"

    I don''t know what the consequences will be.

    But I have to give an answer that I can face my father.

    Yut solidified his resolve.

    Certainly, even though his father''s minefield admits it.

    "Larsia, what happened?

    There, a third person appeared.

    Rocky giant.

    Being that is never on earth.

    To its absolute force, Yut was completely pressurized.

    "I''m fine. I''ve prevented catastrophe."

    "I pushed it off in a little while"

    "Right. Good for you first."

    The rocky giant stares at this one.

    Yut can only return the meeting gently.

    "Hmm..."

    A sinister heavy bass sounds.

    Unexpectedly, a voice that listens.

    "Yut, can I take a bath?"

    "Yes......... Yes?

    They grab shoulders in hands that are as big as a fan and more powerful than all-powerful.

    There is no escape.

    That''s what happened.

    Inside the fortress, there is a huge bathing area.

    It means a building made by God, but it even felt so splendid and majestic that I was going to believe it.

    In a hot tub as big as that pool, Yut was trapped in thoughts that would be several times today.

    (Why, this...)

    Not warm, not hot. In other words, the tension was relaxed by immersion in moderately warm water, but there is no end to the doubt about this situation itself.

    Next door, Exile with really rocky skin.

    On the other side, Larsia says she''s as small as a child but she''s an adult.

    If you look at it from the front, it should be like a mark showing a staircase wave state.

    "So, how far do you understand?

    There''s no foreshadowing, just a pure question.

    Yut was stuck with the answer, but rather, it was also gratifying.

    "I guess I have amnesia."

    I''m taller than I remember.

    He was tight, as if he''d been working out for years.

    More importantly, there is no sense of rejection even if it is uncomfortable with the sight that cannot be in this Japan.

    That''s what Yut thought would be the best evidence.

    "I see. Is it too early to talk?"

    "I''m glad Acorn is with you! If not, then Alcia''s just a suspicious person too!

    "Lately, I''ve been counting on you and Yut. You might have been upset if they''d totally rejected you."

    "Ha..."

    Flying over one''s own head, like an unrealistic word.

    Listening to it, Yut shrugged the gushing water one after the other and washed his face.

    Are you counting on such a beautiful woman?

    It was a situation I couldn''t even imagine while I was at it.

    "Jonah picked it up on her journey, but she thought I was a man."

    "Huh? Was it?

    "Oh. That''s what I was surprised to notice when I tried to take a bath like this"

    "So, Arcia became Jonah''s caretaker."

    "But it''s just a story I should have said in person...?

    "When we first met, Jonah didn''t talk any more."

    I can imagine that... I could.

    "It was Yut who changed it"

    "Yes, yes. I gave him a role at the party, and he blended in."

    "Role¡­"

    That was a yut that I never imagined was even a position to attack enemies with heavy firepower - no, annihilate.

    "So aside from what Yut thinks right now, don''t let him be too evil"

    "I think Yut should be taken into account!

    "That''s... I don''t know because I don''t feel it..."

    Unless you''re in a situation where you don''t know anything completely, but I remember living on Earth for over a decade.

    Plus, there''s acorns.

    So I didn''t really feel like I was in that much trouble.

    "Then let me finally say it, but so does Alcia. I''ve lived like a Val shadow, but since I''ve been with Yut, I''ve come to understand my happiness."

    "You''re healthy."

    "Zhuyin as I know better...... who''s the other guy named Val?

    I was kind of embarrassed, and Yut blatantly changed the subject.

    But what returned was an unexpected reaction.

    That is, it was silence.

    "Oh, Val, hey"

    "I don''t know what to say..."

    We both cloud our words. Now, I don''t see any evil feelings.

    The whole thing, what kind of person are you?

    In Yut, only anxiety grows.

    "Val, well, you can see that."

    "Isn''t it cluttered?

    "That''s not the level."

    Sounds like a hell of a high level.

    "... In the meantime, I see I was doing well before I lost my memory"

    Still, it''s too distorted that it''s a quadruple.

    Acorn, and Arcia, who slept with him.

    And a guy named Val I haven''t seen yet.

    Really, did you like it?

    Really, was it loved?

    We have to make sure of that first.

    "So, what are you going to do?

    "Oh, there it is..."

    When the Yuts were naked dating and washing their lives.

    Valtrude, Arcia and Acorn, who remained in the dining room and conference room as they were, were haunted by the way the bomb was handled.

    By the way, after Yona reports on how she''s been so far, she''s fallen thunder and fallen asleep from Alcia.

    "What do you mean, which story?

    "About Val and the brave baby."

    "Oh......"

    A new life to dwell in your own body.

    I didn''t forget, but I can''t connect with Yut, who lost his memory. As a result, Valtrude''s reaction was dull.

    "I guess we''ll have to talk about it sooner or later, but should we decide now?

    "If a brave man asks, is it a bomb to prepare or escape in a bad direction?

    "Regardless of the former, there is no escape"

    I only know what happened after the metastasis, but that means I also know what happened right after.

    As far as Valtrude recognizes, there''s no way Yut would do that. Absolutely.

    "Yes, but the brave are still in high school...... it''s student consciousness. That''s a hell of a lot of common sense over there. End-of-life."

    "Just because. Because of Yuto''s character, you might as well keep your mouth shut.

    Strong sense of responsibility, for better or worse.

    The personality was almost shared by these three.

    Even though there was something about Verga, it didn''t have to be the aspect that put it into its character...

    "So should I hide it?

    "Problem if it gets longer."

    "Don''t you know where it leaks from..."

    After that commotion, there were only a limited number of members within the fortress of Falve. But that''s only temporary, too.

    If this prolongs, contact with cagras, mana, ren, etc. is inevitable.

    "The best thing to do is to say it from here early... I guess"

    "Right. I don''t even know what this one thinks of Yut except Acorn..."

    "It''s okay, brave men are boys too"

    The two of us are absolutely fine, and Acorn thumbs up and pushes his heartbeat.

    "Better yet, if I told you I''d keep it a secret, you''d mean that red guy."

    "Oh, Ve-"

    "No, if you call me by my name, I''ll come out."

    In the meantime, I would never say anything about Verga.

    The three nodded at each other with their gaze.

    - At that time.

    "Um... Here, tell him to go..."

    Along with a modest knock, the person in question appeared.

    "Brave man, that''s refreshing."

    "Yut, do you have an appetite? You''d better put it in your stomach, wouldn''t you?

    "... Oh, yeah"

    Raw reply, even if Akane and Arsia talked to me.

    No, you must not have even been aware of that.

    At the end of Yut''s gaze, Valtrude.

    Even a fantasy would not produce beauty to this point without admiration.

    Besides, a beauty comparable to its heavenly gods is actually alive and speaks words.

    "What''s wrong with you?

    Yuut, who had even stopped breathing instead of moving for a while.

    Dyed cheeks, mouth open sloppily.

    When I was spoken to by Valtrude, I rushed away.

    This is already, obviously.

    The three hearts are in one...

    (Brave man, that''s it. Absolutely, that one)

    (For the second time, is it love at first sight?

    (It''s still strange how Yut is doing. Actually, isn''t your body in bad shape?

    - I wasn''t.

 605 The name of the turmoil is Amnesia (after)

    "I, Valtrude. As you can see, these three will be Yut''s wives."

    "Oh, yes...... I hear that, Mr. Valtrude."

    While diverting his attention from Valtrude, Yut fluttered to his opposite seat. I haven''t got my feet on the ground like a sick or sleepwalker.

    "... it''s been a long time since you''ve been called that way from Yut"

    Valtrude smiled, worrying about Yut like that, but more lonely than uncomfortable.

    "I don''t care if you call me Val or Val."

    "That means future challenges¡­"

    I can''t!

    I wanted to say that, but Yut compromised at a critical point. This is still as cliffy as the killer of a two-hour drama.

    Especially that lonely smile was dangerous. No longer, physically.

    "It''s quick and bad, but we want Yuto to get his memory back."

    So, we can''t send it back to Earth.

    Sounds sorry. Then Alcia said with resolute determination.

    "Oh...... Right, can you go home..."

    Somehow, I didn''t think of that option.

    It was a strange castle fortress, but he seemed to recognize that this was his place.

    After all, there was no mistake in exaggerating what I had heard so far.

    "I''m kind of sorry I''m making you act like a loser"

    "Yut..."

    "My lost memory childhood friend is a natural gigolo, what do you think I should do?

    "My childhood friend told me something weird, and I''m the one who''s gonna tell you what to do."

    You wouldn''t even want to tell me, but you made me say it because I had to.

    Yuut laughs at Akane when he says he''s unwilling to call Gigolo just because he worked on it.

    "If they tell me what to do, I want my memories back early."

    "I can''t believe they''re returning an honest argument from Zhuyin"

    Valtrude and Arcia rush to get a smile on the exchange that''s all they need.

    I''m not jealous.

    I just missed it. I know it''s an exaggeration, but I can''t stop my emotions.

    Without realizing it in the minds of those two, Yut asks Akane even more.

    "Or Zhu Yin. It''s okay, in this situation."

    Acorn stopped moving, as he was poked in the void.

    In a different way than Yut expected.

    "It''s over."

    "That''s right!

    Absolutely right.

    Even if it''s an insane conclusion, the process leading up to it should be solid.

    "Are you not dissatisfied with the status quo with Zhu Yans?"

    "To the extent that you can ignore it even if it does."

    "But how do I get my memories back... I didn''t even hit him in the head."

    "Do you mind?

    "Ah, yes. Excuse me. Go ahead."

    Arcia stopped moving just a little to the other manly words, but she didn''t make it enlightening.

    "The key for Yut to regain his memory is a theoretical spell...... will he be able to use magic again? That''s where the great sage Vainamarinen pointed out."

    "The Great Sage Vainamarinen......"

    It was a name I''d never heard of before but felt very dignified.

    Probably an amazing wizard, personable, and enthusiastic about backward education.

    Maybe he''s his own master.

    "You''re called the best sorcerer in the world (wizard). Not only that, but it is also said that we have acquired great wisdom in the world of God"

    "Heh..."

    For some reason, to Valtrude, who was a bit good at it, Yut nodded lightly without looking.

    If that''s what people say, I''m pretty sure it''s a story......

    "So this is the Brave Man''s spell document."

    "Spell document hey......"

    Unfortunately, the memory was never particularly stimulated by the sight of thick curse documents like those made in medieval Europe.

    "Every morning, choose the spell you want to use and write it yourself."

    "That would mean there''s a spell in my head..."

    "I hear you are. I dropped out in an instant, so I don''t really know."

    Hold it in your hand, same even if you flip it.

    I''m just saying it''s a heavy, pragmatic book.

    "Oh, the contents are really white..."

    Yuut like a child given a new toy.

    That was fresh with it, but again, discouragement is also great.

    When I show you the spell document, that solves it.

    I wasn''t dreaming that sweet, but I also have to be prepared to prolong that I''m unresponsive so far.

    "Arcia, Acorn"

    "... I think we have to stop it."

    "It''s better than it gets too late."

    "Hmm? Something?

    The atmosphere changed slightly.

    A straight look at Yut noticing it, Valtrude throws away his hesitation and pulls out the heirloom''s treasure knife.

    "Yut, I actually used to keep it a secret"

    "I don''t think secrets and facts make a big difference to me right now..."

    While confused, Yut waited for words.

    As always, subtly out of sight from Valtrude.

    "Actually, I have a child in me."

    "... Zhuyin?

    "It''s true."

    A thread of spiders descending from heaven fell out of the supo.

    With that look, furthermore, Yut''s complexion turned white as paper.

    "Right...... That''s right..."

    No one has said whose child it is.

    I haven''t been told, but being cut out at this time definitely means a child with myself.

    "... can I have some time to think?

    Place the spell document on the table.

    Yut was the best person to answer that.

    "Amnesia..."

    Night.

    My own room that I don''t remember at all.

    Alone.

    Lying in that big, soft bed, Yut remembers the day.

    There was a lot going on.

    So much so that there is a ripple length.

    Classic. Or, King''s Road.

    I never imagined it would be like that.

    "I don''t know what it''s like to go to another world before that."

    Moreover, he is in an important position to dictate the house of nobility and is the highest wizard in the world.

    Besides, is it marriage or bigamy?

    Objectively, it was becoming a harem.

    "How much is it? You''re too big a river."

    Acorns, well, not surprisingly.

    If you''re a beautiful, smart, and childhood friend with communication skills, you can definitely choose all you want.

    But there was a vague thought that Yut would be the only one with acorns that could be most acorn-like.

    Meanwhile, Valtrude, Arcia. And I''m still half-hearted when it comes to Yona.

    I don''t care if you think it wouldn''t be a lie, but it''s different from that and this.

    "Yut Amaxa seems like a lot of amazing people"

    Yes, I tried to say it like any other HR.

    But it''s not as effective as I thought.

    I have no idea.

    Yet I have the odd feeling that it''s about me.

    It also produces subtle offerings in the mind.

    "On top of that, kids...... A child..."

    That, too, is that kid with Valtrude.

    I mean, we loved each other...

    "Oh, what the hell are you thinking?"

    It''s ridiculous to be jealous of yourself.

    Reason whispered, but emotions kept standing.

    I changed my mind, that''s when. I heard a strangely grand knock.

    "I''m sorry I''m late at night. Have you fallen asleep yet?

    "Oh, no. I''m awake."

    I bounced out of bed reflexively and opened the door.

    Beyond it, there was a troubled, endless beauty - Valtrude.

    "Go inside."

    For a moment, I wondered if the same room tasted bad at night, but it was too late to undo it.

    Valtrude enters the room as a matter of course and tells him what to do without any foreclosure.

    "Yut, I have one favor to ask you"

    "If there''s anything I can do, I ask..."

    subtly distanced, Yut replied.

    In his other demeanor demeanor, Valtrude smiles just a little hurt.

    But that''s just for a moment, too.

    Compared to whether you accept it or not, I can''t even say it''s a problem.

    "Because of this, I want you to see our city."

    "Oh...... I see..."

    I was listening to the story, the city of Falve that I made before I lost my memory.

    I stayed inside the castle not knowing what would happen, but it would be useful in the sense of stimulating memory.

    We''re talking about the level of when we''re going, not when we''re going.

    "Okay. When do you want to go?

    "Mm-hmm. Now, I''m flying"

    "What?"

    "Don''t worry, you''ll never drop it"

    Valtrude didn''t even hear Yut''s reply and held his body much longer.

    On the contrary, he snuggles with a level of beauty that is rarely there, and Yut freezes his body and his thoughts.

    Really, not until it floats.

    "Ma, magic!?"

    Yut raised his voice of surprise as he unconsciously grabbed the spell document that was by his bedside.

    "Boots of Flying, a military shoe in flight. Magic Instruments (Magic Items), but they enclose spells, so why not magic?

    Subtle deviant conversation.

    Neither of us realizes that.

    "Is this what you want when you have kids?

    "Is there something wrong? Hold on tighter than that."

    Valtrude opened the window of the room and jumped out without hesitation.

    For the resolute Cathedral Knight (Paladin), act as usual.

    "Wow."

    But it''s like bungee jumping with no lifeline for Yut right now.

    I cling to Valtrude, but rather thrust it up as if it had been switched on.

    "Around here, okay"

    "It''s floating..."

    Is it because it was cloudy? Falve night is dark.

    I guess it''s flying pretty well up there. We can''t even see each other''s faces. With a little regret for that, Yut gives a bewildering voice.

    "... not surprisingly scared"

    "Maybe my body remembers. This is how I used to fly when I was visiting other cities."

    "I don''t know what to do."

    "You could have knocked down a bunch of giants on that leg."

    "Even now I know it''s insane."

    Because it''s an insane situation? It was an unrelenting conversation.

    I feel the distance between my mind as well as my body is approaching.

    I want to stay like this forever.

    Shaking off such a sweet temptation, Valtrude turns his treasure-like eyes beneath his eyes.

    "Look at the city."

    "... bright"

    I had heard from Acorn that it was a fantasy world, so I assumed civilization was not progressing as a matter of course.

    The more shattered that preconceived notion, the more glorious the city of Falve is.

    "This light, too, was brought about by Yut."

    "Am I...? I don''t really feel..."

    "I guess it''s not uncommon there, but it would be the only sight in Falve in this Brewers"

    To Yut now, I don''t know the real value this light will have. I can imagine, but it won''t come to a real feeling.

    Every one of its lights is for people''s gain.

    It was myself before I lost my memory that created it.

    When I think about it, I admire how amazing it is.

    "My pride."

    Valtrude, who so affirmed, is proud and seems happy.

    Just a little bit, with sadness.

    What look does she have?

    I wanted to see it.

    I wanted to know.

    I wanted to make sure.

    But dark. Larsia and Exile have a good night''s eye, so you''ll see.

    (Not at all, not ready)

    How do you know those two dark-eyed abilities?

    Yut nowadays, I can''t even think of that question.

    There is only one thing that occupies his heart.

    (Lights...... lights, if any)

    If this is going to happen...... it''s too late to regret it.

    Possible is one thing.

    alter reality.

    Generate Yes from None.

    - That is, magic.

    "Light flame"

    Same as little magic (cantrip). The basic spell of its previous phase, less than the first staircase.

    Some people don''t even need a spell document, they don''t have to be magicians (wizards) to use it. Spells to that extent.

    Still, it was brilliant.

    Magic lights float in the hollow, illuminating the beauty that even the gods in heaven would admire.

    "Yut, the spell... the spell..."

    "Oh yeah......"

    Surprise, or excitement?

    Either way, I was so touched by Valtrude, who was on the verge of overflowing with emotions, that I wanted to squeeze my chest.

    It can''t be a work of art. dignity as one life.

    I''m being held in her arms like that right now.

    It''s a dream reality.

    "Something''s working..."

    Yuut responding raw to his beloved.

    Perhaps it''s suspicious to have a sense of memory back.

    "You remember that, don''t you? You know what I mean? No, not just me..."

    "I guess...... Hey, although I can''t make my own decisions..."

    "Oh. Right, right. You should be confused..."

    "So, Val. Show me more faces."

    "What? That''s my line."

    If there''s one thing for sure.

    At the second glance, he''s burning his chest. That was just it.

    "More than a hundred words, one pluck"

    "Nothing, because we didn''t hug each other and bring back memories, did we?

    "Love, love. I mean, it shaped this guy''s ideas and ideals."

    "If you bring up something abstract about love, you can say whatever you want, right?

    "So there was no love?

    "Can you stop trying to cause discord in people''s families?

    You can''t win with your mouth.

    At the gates alongside Larsia, Yut sighs from the bottom of his heart.

    "Totally, I''ve been slowly crossing my imagination."

    And vaina marinen laughing a lot.

    Calling into the office, poking at the Book of Righteousness (Grimoire), the book of hidden and fantasy, The Guide to Lovers, didn''t seem to move.

    That''s the Great Sage...... and I don''t feel like admiring it, but in a way, I''m impressed.

    "It''s gonna rain and harden the ground."

    "That''s not a good dialogue for Teng himself to say when it rained."

    True theory.

    But it doesn''t work for the Great Sage.

    "Hmm. Gender change, replacement, amnesia...... what''s next? Toddler regression?

    "I''m not gonna let you flag me!

    I''m absolutely sorry for any further disturbance.

    With that strong willingness, I push the Book of Divinity that caused it in the first place.

    "I don''t know what else to do. This guy''s been sealed for about 20 years."

    "Are you willing to give it to my offspring?"

    I''m sorry that my child still resents me.

    Yut decided to put the idea he had in mind on top of it.

    I didn''t want to say it if I could, but I can''t stomach it on my back.

    "Mr. Jii, aren''t you willing to try and build an airship or something?

    "I wish I could fly with a spell." Yesterday, I was so embarrassed. "

    "Are you jealous?"

    "So, what are you thinking?

    The sarcasm is cursed and sealed, and Yut sags further.

    "Don''t fly by magic, understand the laws of this world and fly by the power of machines. For the Big Sage''s spare time, right?

    "Well, I see..."

    Vainamarinen ate it.

    Not missing this opportunity, Yut took out a book on aerodynamics.

    This should keep you company for a while.

    The reading was correct.

    But also, it develops into another disturbance......

    It is easy to divide this extent as a necessary expense.

    Besides, I could say that the completed airship would be a favorite of the kids (...), so it was a success as an operation.

    Only a little, though I became worried about the future.

 606 PostAct and Interlude

    "Larsia''s... grandson...?

    "Yes. This is the first time, isn''t it, Master Yut? Larsia''s grandson, my name is Calcea."

    The laboratory occupied by the dragon.

    At its deepest end, a polite bow was a boy dressed in a silver wagon uniform - a special-order that also assumed NBC weapons.

    It may not be tall enough to describe it as a boy, but it''s 20th century common sense. As long as it''s 2070s technology that even completes the systemic body, it''s no wonder who''s got any look.

    It is in these days that extreme stories, human beings who have only had their heads shaped or replaced by animals, are walking wide.

    Yut, who doesn''t know that common sense, is surprised.

    After all, he''s a man of the past.

    He is Yut''s grandson - yet, not entirely admitted - the second-degree combat magician Ashinaga Qin (Mai Na) thought so.

    But the reality was different.

    "Larsia''s... grandson... but...?

    Yut is not surprised because the world''s most powerful emergency service, the Silver Wagon team leader, had the appearance to describe him as a toddler rather than a boy.

    Nor was it because even Larsia''s grandson was on Earth.

    "After all, my grandfather seemed quite devastated"

    "Oh, yeah. I''m sorry, but the..."

    Larsia''s grandson was on Earth.

    That''s natural in a way if you think about Larsia.

    It''s good to be a part of the Silver Wagon.

    But, but.

    "Why, to the priest (Priest)...?

    "That''s a very far-reaching question."

    Calcea strokes her perfectly seventy-three pieces of hair while fixing the position of the black edge glasses.

    Even though his face looks like Larsia, he''s like a serious banker.

    Its appearance was also a factor that made Yut uncomfortable, but from Narcotics''s point of view it only looked like a strong but physician outfit.

    "No, I don''t want to do religious rigging... Which divinity, by the way?

    "The Great One who reassures the souls of the dead and protects sorcery. Truss-Sink God."

    "Tyrone, aren''t you even a god... Is that Arcia''s influence? No, if I were in Falv, would I be a Truss-Sink God or a Hellenonian God...... Thinking about it that way, was it more than Val''s influence?

    "Truss-Sink? Tyrone or Helenonia?

    To a name I''m not used to hearing, Narcotics. That tipped my little neck... and it solidified as it was.

    "God?"

    "That''s right. I am a god to the other world Brewers. Oh, don''t worry, there''s nothing wrong with saying God''s name."

    "No, that''s not what I meant, God......?

    It is also a theoretically proven presence in the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    In other words, just like the birth of the universe and the origins of life, there are beings that we know will be, but only hypothetically.

    A transcendent being that is difficult to admit, even if you know the Crimson Empress.

    Even though that''s God.

    "Do you both believe that?

    Yut and Calcea react in contrast to Ashikana, who spoke of nagging and doubts.

    "I see. It''s easy to say when you believe it. But whether magic can be used or the voice of God can be heard, the reality of God must be doubted. So that''s faith."

    "I mean, God, that''s just someone with great power..."

    "Sorry, no more, this one is over-capable"

    Suddenly, Calcea talks about faith.

    Perhaps, Yuut, who speaks of God like a man he sees.

    It is no good to continue this topic any longer.

    Narcotics instinct told the danger.

    "I know a divine spell can be used to some extent over here, but I didn''t expect a dragon wound to heal so beautifully"

    "Do you insist on being a dragon..."

    "Yes, the power of faith can grow, even in the days of exoticism when the voice of God cannot be reached. I''m happy to prove it."

    Does this mean for Calcea that this is also a test given by God?

    It''s too stoic, rather, it''s tighter to be told you''re Exile''s grandson.

    "I think the day will come when I can help. First of all, we will do everything we can to treat this dragon."

    That''s what I said, I bowed correctly at the fold.

    Behind it, we saw a dragon transformed into a Pomeranian in the fourth staircase''s theoretical spell, Transformation of Others (Frog Prince), used by Yut.

    Why Pomeranian is a 100% yuut hobby. However, the archmage (Archmage), who was shocked to see the small dogs soothing, did not know how to handle his emotions.

    Why can''t this guy be so amazing?

    Even if they say it''s a spell that won''t pass without helplessness, that''s not the problem.

    In that regard, the Silver Wagon staff are excellent.

    Platinum Contracts - Solemnly bringing out Pomeranians for the highest ranked customers.

    Bet on the professionalism, they''ll take it out on an emergency helicopter and hand it over to the breathtaking institution of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend).

    "So long, Master Yut. I''m sorry to be around here."

    "Uh, Master Yut is a little"

    "Okay. See you soon, Grandpa Yut."

    With a smile on his face, Calcea was walking away from the basement of the institute.

    There, I did feel Larsia''s blood muscles.

    "Makina, you knew this, didn''t you?

    "Because they didn''t ask me"

    "... well, I wouldn''t tell you if I was in the opposite position too, come on"

    When deceived, the Great Mage (Archmage) tramples on the estate.

    Now, it''s unconvincing to be told you''re my grandfather.

    "Ah. Oh man...... Now, if your old man''s grandson is a magician (wizard), what should you do? No, the possibility of a bandit (Rogue)...?

    "More than that, let''s make a report"

    "Report? Oh. Kaori."

    Kaori Keigo.

    Director of the Far East Branch of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend). In the 2070s (modern), when the Paleozoic monsters rose from the Cambrian era, it is no exaggeration to describe half the world as being under control.

    It''s on the cloud for Narcotics Na, but it''s only an elaborate business partner for Yut.

    "I thought that would happen, so I connected the correspondence. headset and is conversational as is."

    "That''s Makina"

    "Grateful Extreme"

    Small headsets and goggles equipped when boarding the laboratory.

    Put it back on, and Yut explains the circumstances to the fragrance.

    "That''s why I asked the Silver Wagon for help"

    "Rescue? Could it be Dragon''s?

    "Of course. This way, Narcotics. That''s intact, too."

    Beyond the radio waves, silence flowed.

    "Oh, the dragon is now a small dog,"

    Beyond the radio waves, silence flowed.

    "I see, you mean you caught him alive. That''s the Heavenly Grass Master. It''s more than we expected. With all that material, that operation is convincing."

    "An operation with opposition? It''s..."

    One possibility floats behind Yut''s brain.

    It wasn''t just him who noticed it, but the other one.

    "Are you counting on killing a concubine?

    "Empress!?"

    That''s the demigod of evil, not narcotics.

    Makes the beholder wander, bone him, and wants to beg for obedience himself.

    The red-haired empress smiles at such a glossy, slutty beauty and breaks in as if she had been there from the beginning.

    Narcotics reached for the cyber Japanese knife Krikara, reflectively.

    But I won''t pull it out. No, I can''t get out.

    It''s not because they''re too powerful.

    Because even "Criccarat," which boasts a nasty triple slaughter "Three-Round Burst, didn''t float a shredding vigeon at all.

    Not so much, isolated.

    "... I''ll call you back"

    Meanwhile, Yut was calm.

    Originally Moment (Teleport) is a very advanced spell, but Yut can manipulate it at will.

    Then there is no surprise that Verga shows up exercising the same.

    I didn''t see how optimistic I''d become that my place wasn''t exposed to that evil demigod.

    "Long time no see, Verga"

    off a small goggle and headset and smiled bitterly, Yut said.

    In fact, I don''t know what other look to give you.

    "Have you ever been an adult? Instead, I want you to praise me."

    "Sure, if you ask me."

    "Don''t be convinced!

    The raging narcotic clothes barked up to bite.

    The two strangely friendly people were frightened by the cyber Japanese knife that I didn''t think I could get out until just now.

    "I thought you explained what the Empress did."

    "Oh. People died in the act of concubines, don''t you care so much?

    "Naturally."

    "I disagree. If I kill a billion, my son-in-law will be my concubine''s, let me kill 1.5 billion, just in case."

    "... it''s crazy."

    Narcotics threw up like a heartfelt contempt.

    I don''t understand. I don''t understand it at all.

    Let''s just say you give up a hundred steps and you know what it''s like to have a man you love turn around.

    But that''s not the same story as this. You can never forgive something that entertains the lives of others.

    "For the sake of my beloved son-in-law, my concubine is not clever enough to choose the means."

    "It is...... But not in exchange for human life."

    "Life? People are that important, huh? For a concubine, life equals that of a man, a livestock, an insect?

    "It''s a trick."

    "Narcotics, let''s take a deep breath."

    The archmage (Archmage) with his hand on his grandson''s shoulder is relative to a lewd, radiant red-haired empress who just exists as usual.

    "Don''t bully my grandson too much. He''s young, he''s got a lot of future."

    "Would iron be something to hit while it''s hot?

    "There are limits"

    Verga jerks off her delightfully slutty gaze.

    But when he smiled lewd and innocent, he turned his gaze to Narcotics.

    "All to hold the child of a man in love. There''s nothing wrong with a concubine."

    I am not going to hear any objections.

    Yes, I cut the verdict on Narcotics and threw it away.

    "It may well be that you don''t understand without such experience."

    "We''re talking in common sense, not experience!

    "Common sense. It''s been a long time since I''ve heard that. Words. Damn, it hurts my ears."

    "Don''t look at me like that, Verga."

    "If my son-in-law knew about common sense, the concubine would be in a place like this now."

    "... not at all"

    He seemed to have an idea, and Yut did not argue.

    Such a grandfather - and I haven''t admitted it yet - stares at Narcotics with a still humid and viscous gaze.

    "Is it something that a disciple can create and operate in a spirit?

    "When they say that, they''re weak."

    "Don''t convince me there."

    Cut the floor with a cyber Japanese knife, Narcotics That barked.

    That would really have been to the point where the dog barked at him, but Verga stood receiving it straight from the front.

    "The concubine will not give up. I don''t care about you. So, we''re gonna have to settle this with force?

    "Don''t forget, Verga. So you''re failing."

    "Regardless."

    The redhead empress remembers.

    I let Yut get away with taking it into the spiritual world because of it, bitter memories.

    "It''s a real shame. So much so that I want to try again, if possible."

    "Don''t do it."

    "I don''t have a full-wife cathedral knight. Let''s have a different outcome?

    "Even if I''m forced to get it, it''s not true love -"

    "But you can''t even get your body like this"

    "It''s..."

    Glossy and slutty.

    Slutty and noble.

    Such a red-haired empress revealed the true meaning of painfully.

    Narcotics That accidentally turned her gaze of sympathy, but it was also for a moment.

    "Therefore, power. If you want to persuade your concubine, use your power, not your theory."

    He defied his chest wrapped in a pitch-black dress and affirmed to show off his darker redhead than the flames.

    Arrogantly everywhere.

    Endlessly lewd.

    "Ha... Ha, ha..."

    "What, you got something to say?

    "It was this me who defeated the dragon!

    Shaking the ponytail, Narcotics That screamed.

    With power, I couldn''t help but say, even if I understood it was a void.

    "Hmm. Do you want to stand in front of the concubine? That''s my son-in-law''s blood."

    "This person has nothing to do with it. I don''t care about you. It''s just that."

    "I said so."

    Red-haired empress smiling sluttily and pleasantly. Surprisingly, I was sincerely admiring it.

    Yut, Yut can tell. I get it.

    Not only did he say he was Yut''s grandson, but he said an individual named Azakana Qino had been recognized by Verga.

    "That''s what I call the Paleozoic Monster."

    "Leave me alone."

    "Is that all the extinct creatures were?

    "... No way"

    Without answering the question of Narcotics.

    Just a slutty smile.

    Just as when he appeared, the evil demigod could be neglected and disappeared.

    After that, he was left with a grumpy narcotic and a sighing yuut.

    "In the meantime, you talk to Kaori."

    "... Yes"

    The fact that I said something extra made the Empress (Empress) serious.

    Actually, it''s different, Narcotics, but it doesn''t make more sense than that.

    "Well, if I have to, I''ll do something about it."

    Yut undertook in a light condition and stroked the head of Pong Ling Na.

    Merciful. Okay, a slightly nervous gesture.

    But Narcotics That doesn''t try to shake that hand off.

    The figure was sufficient to make me feel a blood connection, not even with my grandfather and granddaughter.

 607 01. Running Sorcerer Yut Amaxa

    A brunette boy slit a page from a book in his hand and released it overhead.

    If it''s just paper, it just blows in the wind and splashes. Or do you fall flickering?

    Either way, acts that I don''t think make sense.

    But the results were different. I don''t follow either path.

    Because it was not just a piece of paper or anything, but a page of spell documents, and the boy who unleashed it was also a sorcerer (wizard), not just a human being.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    Spiritual concentration. Goal designation. Spell complete.

    The piece of paper over his head turned into an arrow that was neither white nor gold.

    Kakashi, which has a pure magic arrow bullet about 10 meters - didn''t even scratch it, but the real target set up behind it. It struck a straight shot at Round Tai about 50 cm.

    Marutai, who was about the thickness of a person''s torso, is easily blown away and wears holes and burn marks in the center.

    Not a special, but a must. That''s the science spell of the first staircase, The Bullet of Reason (Force Missile).

    "... Master?

    Dark-haired boy.

    A visitor from different worlds, Heavenly Grass Brave Man - Yut Amaxa looked back at his back with a curl.

    At the end of that gaze, an elf with an insensitive mustache that loosens purple smoke with a grumpy face. Along with his sister disciple, Little Ren, he gazes at Tertione, his master.

    But even if his disciples and daughters stare at him, the Elf''s Magic Instructor (Warlock) doesn''t show the bare gesture he cares about.

    I didn''t answer immediately when asked, I put smoke in my lungs and then spit it out slowly...... and I said.

    "Oh, good."

    "Then what?"

    "Pass. From today on, you can call yourself Running Out without an Apprentice."

    "I didn''t... stay... chan"

    Ren, watching on Tertione''s side, ran over to Yut with an angelic smile. Bless Yut by holding his right hand with both small hands.

    "Oh, thank you. All thanks to Ren."

    "Oh no... nothing, eh?

    Sifting, Len shakes his head like a small animal.

    But Yut lays his hands on all modest sister disciples'' hands to convey his gratitude.

    "No, no, because the trigger is really important. If he was bad, he could still be in the trail."

    It is no exaggeration to say that it is in Len that Yut, a visitor from different worlds, was able to use a scientific spell.

    The emotion of that moment will not be forgotten, no matter how long. Yut had that certainty.

    "Huh. I miss you so much."

    With such a fine view of her daughter and disciple, Tertione was renewing his surprise in his heart.

    He was recognized as a sorcerer (wizard) for a short time. It''s a hell of a rush, though.

    It is shallow to clean it up with talent alone, but it is also foolish to deny it.

    Yut has the qualities of a magician (wizard).

    This was a clear fact.

    "Best of all, what happens next..."

    Depends on who he is. And it will also depend on the amount of skill the mentor leads.

    Do you still smoke? Shall we go next? Tertione continues as he shows his wandering bare gestures.

    "Except if I admit it or not?

    "Yes?"

    What the hell is this about?

    There was something passing through Yut''s nostrils dominated by doubt.

    A single arrow.

    It plundered Kakashi and pierced Marutai, who was bounced off with the Bullet of Reason (Force Missile).

    "That''s all I can do. It''s about not getting on too well, ha-ha."

    "Larsia!"

    "Happy rushing out certification, then. It''s a banquet tonight!

    "Even if it''s nothing, you drink it every day. But thanks!

    "You''re welcome!"

    I''m telling you to yell, but we both smile.

    If you meditate on your eyes, you seem to be in a fight, and if you block your ears, you just look like your best friend.

    "I don''t know..."

    It was a world too special for Ren to understand.

    Whoever you talk to, you''ll only get the answer that you don''t need to understand.

    "Well, Yuto doesn''t seem to drink alcohol, so you should get drunk on my art."

    "Art... sure, amazing, but you can''t only do it once..."

    "Hey, Yuto?

    "If it''s me, is the Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) more than four times a day? Meanwhile, Larsia is tired. Not so much..."

    "Hello?

    "I would rather support everyone than turn to the attack poorly... Is there an Alcia? Then it would be better to turn to obstructing the enemy...?

    A bump and a yuut that has entered my world.

    The action itself was not praised, except for the content of the solitaire. They got ahead of the part they were going to do in the next class, and Tertione was accidentally throwing tobacco under his feet.

    "Oh, but. If my arm goes up more and a widely effective spell can be used, will it change the story..."

    That was a fairly accurate forecast for the future.

    It will come off as a result, because a destructive god named Jonah will be joining the party.

    Now in Yut, which is not yet God, we cannot foresee that much.

    "Well, then, I''ll tell the old man Exile that Larsia has been intruding into the class"

    "Why are you eg!? Val can duly say that, and Arcia can deceive you if you say why that sounds a little like it."

    "That''s why."

    "That''s right."

    Contests between visitors and meadow species (magners) continue.

    In the meantime, Ren leaves Yut and returns to his father. And I said it in a strong tone for her.

    "Honey... and praise you for your brother..."

    Tertione, told, looks remorsefully at the tobacco beneath his feet, while stroking the bearded chin.

    "I''m in trouble if you can do this much"

    "But it''s amazing how fast you can do it..."

    "Don''t say much. Get on with it."

    "Already..."

    Ren protests against Tertione, a cheek-beltering master and father, but every once in a while he is flushed like a cigarette smoke.

    "Praise me properly... or I might stop being your brother..."

    "I don''t think so."

    The Elf''s Wizard (Warlock) denied it below, not lighting a new scroll and entertaining it between his fingers.

    "The only reason I want to stop is because we''re going to talk about it."

    And I ran out of words without even a dust.

    "Is it an internship?

    "Oh. It''ll be time to move on to the next step"

    Tertione owns the potion shop.

    Not that it was a consideration for class, but I was always supposed to work part-time afterwards.

    "Even so, you''re practically a survivor"

    Anything about magic as well as potions, but the story told where I was organizing the product was abrupt.

    It would also be helpless for Yut to have stopped his hand.

    "Survival¡­"

    Language translation capabilities automatically available when you come to different worlds.

    It was a repeated yuut questioning its correctness, but apparently it''s true.

    "Simply put, a week behind the woods. I''ll have you survive alone."

    "Does that mean using only magic?

    "No, use whatever you can."

    "It''s kind of like the difficulty jumped..."

    T¨¹rtione, who was sorting out his books at the counter, looked up.

    A tobacco tobacco, a slightly grumpy look as usual.

    Seeing it, Yut learns that his concerns have been targeted. Hopefully, I wanted to take it off.

    "This guy is my theory... as long as I remember the basics, it stretches best to practice. One job is enough."

    "Really? I realized that I actually valued using spells more than sitting in the classroom..."

    Football...... there are similarities in sports.

    However, there is a clear goal of winning the game, whereas what is the purpose of the science spell? That depends on the individual.

    "Of course, if you want to study spells, I can''t recommend you..."

    Yes, for Yut, a theoretical spell is a means, not an end.

    "But, adventurer... there wouldn''t be time for that with the Vals, would there?

    "... right"

    Placing the cigarette cigarette in the ashtray, Tertione stares Yut straight in the front.

    "Do you want to?

    "I''ll do it"

    Yut, don''t get lost. I nodded forcefully.

    To that proclamation, Tertione smiled uncommonly.

    But the smile froze when the store door opened and a small figure came in.

    "Father... me too... I want to... na"

    "... Ren? You were listening to me."

    Ren, who had sent him to the powder cabin for use, rushed to the counter with her luggage.

    "Yeah. Brother... and I''ll do it with you..."

    "It''s..."

    Tertione says it rarely.

    No way, because it''s dangerous. I can''t just treat my real daughter special because I''m worried. Reason says, I have to admit.

    Still, it''s kind of easy not to nod.

    "Okay. I''ll work with Ren to do my best."

    Yuut said as if it were a decision, receiving a bag of flour that Ren had brought back.

    With the look on your face just saying this is okay.

    Hi, looks like Larsia''s influencing me badly.

    Tertione reworked the cigarette and scowled at Yut.

    "What are you getting ahead of? Hundreds of years early."

    "I''m not an elf. A hundred years is a little."

    "If you''re in the mood to take the master''s fried feet, don''t worry. You''re gonna be a big shot like me."

    "That, well, if you can be like a master...?

    Tertione looks at the ceiling and quietly spits cigarette smoke.

    Ren, her daughter, knew that the trick was a cover.

 608 02. Valtrude Collection

    "Really, you two are going to live in the camp alone. But not for a week, huh? Isn''t that dangerous?

    "If it wasn''t dangerous, it wouldn''t be training, would it?

    "That''s... yes..."

    I started arguing when I entered the room, Valtrude and Arcia.

    Yut looked up at the two completely alike but sisterly, spreading a spell scroll (scroll) on the bed.

    Thirty percent said they were pushed by the momentum. Sixty percent are overwhelmed by the beauty of Valtrude, to which they will never be accustomed.

    Even if it''s a simple tunic with the appearance of trousers. Even if you carry a backpack that has only practicality, that doesn''t change.

    But the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) who caused me to forget was unaware. Rather than, I don''t even think it has that effect on my own appearance.

    Incidentally, the remaining 10% are rarely feelings for Larsia who left the room saying, "I''m in the way of studying, so I''ll go somewhere".

    "But there would be a phase, wouldn''t there?

    "There is. Although Val says it''s not very convincing"

    "Why!?"

    Because when you get out of a genius-skinned Valtrude, it''s a word that lacks persuasion.

    ... not to say, Yut brought the chair he was cleaning up in the corner of the room when he cleaned up the scroll.

    I''ve been in trouble here, like a month? The feeling that I was already renting into Larsia''s or Exile''s room had faded.

    "Well, welcome for now"

    "Um. Sorry."

    "I''m sorry you''re so busy."

    There is only one inn in the village of Ozlic. Valtroude places the backpack before Yuut, who prepares in that one room.

    As it were, rather than gorgeously dressing a man''s trousers¡­, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who was unilaterally served from his clothes, lowered his back somewhat.

    Despite what only seems crude, the brain recognizes that it is the right thing to do. Beauty is not a gain level. When it comes to Valtrude, her deeds become the standard of beauty.

    Alcia, on the other hand, sat in a simple wooden chair, careful with the hem of the robe.

    Very, I don''t think he''s blocking his eyes with a crimson eyelid. When he found out it was a magic device (magic item) that sensed the surrounding situation like a sonar, Yut couldn''t hide his surprise.

    On the contrary, I was surprised twice to hear that I was born blind.

    On the contrary, however, it stopped bothering me because it was a natural operation. However, I try not to forget about information like colors and letters.

    "It''s too sudden...... I mean, isn''t information fast?

    Yut, who managed to regain his pace, attacked him from the vicinity without going directly into business when he sat in bed.

    But it''s not like it''s a complete sidewalk. Anyway, it''s been less than an hour since Tertione, my mentor, gave me an internship. No matter how small the village is, the rate of transmission of information is too fast.

    "Oh, Tertione told me."

    "... you want to help me?

    That''s unexpected.

    There''s something sweet about that master, too.

    "No, they told me not to do anything extra"

    - I didn''t.

    "¡­ Alcia, please interpret"

    "Right..."

    Arcia looks for words, smiling bitterly against Yut, who bowed his head as he clawed.

    "My advice on possessions is not extra."

    "Naturally. Tertione won''t even be able to provide proper guidance."

    "For once, wasn''t that guy an elf...?

    Even in this Brewers, the elves are a species that lives in the woods.

    But Valtrude doesn''t know what forgiveness is.

    "The common sense of an elf is that it should lead to humans."

    I ran out of words.

    "When they say that, don''t even think about it..."

    What floated behind Yut''s brain was a magnificent movie about abandoning one ring.

    How is your childhood friend and his father, who even hated the subtitles and criticized them terribly?

    "So I thought I''d lend you and Arcia some tools. I brought a lot of stuff."

    "If it bothers you, you can leave me, okay?

    "I just lend it to you. You''re gonna come back safely and give it back, right?

    "I''m happy with your feelings, but I have trouble being flagged as dead..."

    In the margins of Yut''s confusion, Valtrude fished his backpack.

    "First on the rope, the firestone and the punching gold. Then, the pot. This will be absolutely necessary."

    "Oh well. Do I have to light my own fire?"

    Writers are a world without matches. Instead, I have magic, but I can''t use it on fire.

    "We need to worry about what. Anyone can burn a fire?

    "In Yuto''s world, they had easier tools."

    "Really..."

    "Oh. Only in my country, I don''t think 80% of humans have ever used firestones or anything like that"

    "... how does Alcia know about that?

    "Of course, Yuto told me."

    "... why didn''t I know about that?

    "I don''t care if you ask me that..."

    Needless to say, Valtrude leans his neck with his arms together.

    But it''s her beauty not to focus on good or bad.

    "And a set of portable dishes."

    "Well, this is handy."

    Is it tin, not iron?

    Metal dish and cup in bowl. Then there''s a set of knives, forks and spoons.

    Each had a small hole that could be put together with leather strings.

    "Don''t you? And then there''s the sleeping bag and the... foldable shovel. This is handy."

    "It was pretty expensive, wasn''t it? Sure, it could have been ten gold coins."

    "Well, that''s convenient, isn''t it?

    "Well, wouldn''t it be nice if I bought it within Val''s income?

    When it comes to 10 pieces of gold, is it about 50,000 to 100,000 yen when it comes to Japanese yen?

    For one shovel, this price is hard to understand.

    Yut also felt it was painful to defend him, but that didn''t beat the weakness he fell in love with for it.

    "Well, I don''t mind if Yuto makes the most of it."

    "I never thought I''d have to return it in a proper way."

    Of course I meant to, but it weighs differently.

    "Never mind. I don''t mind using it. Whoa, and then you should take the tent and this seat too"

    "Oh, that helps. The seat should be under the tent, right?

    "No, give it between the trees to collect rainwater and night dew."

    "Wouldn''t that be nice to camp near a water field?

    I know water is important, but it''s too far-fetched.

    It was Arcia, not Valtrude, who shook his head beside Yut, who said so.

    "The watershed is approaching with all kinds of beasts."

    "Oh...... That''s right..."

    If I went to get water and ran into a dangerous beast, it wouldn''t have accumulated.

    If we can get water in the camp, we''ve never crossed it.

    "If I could have accompanied you, I could have watered you with a spell."

    "Water is good, but I don''t need food."

    "It''s not about luxury."

    "That''s salted paper."

    I thought we were talking about food...?

    Yut never, wisely, honestly uttered a question.

    Because in the past month or so, I knew who was the substantive leader of the party.

    What I said instead was another concern.

    "Not only are there animals, but insects too... Well, do you also need insect repellent?"

    There''s Ren, too, and you can''t forget him.

    "It would be better to have it ready before we leave"

    "Yeah. Something with an expiration date."

    "... mosquito ray incense was actually a useful invention"

    So far I hadn''t felt very homesick Yuut, but I had felt these differences from time to time.

    But I can''t do anything.

    "Mm-hmm. Speaking of which, you didn''t bring the example stick"

    "A stick? A Sun Wukong weapon."

    "I don''t know who Songoku is, but it''s not a weapon"

    "In the dungeon, knock on the floor or the wall to see if there''s a trap."

    Yut recalls the proverb of a wand without falling. It would mean something different, but something similar.

    "It''s safer than sticking your hands in a suspicious hole."

    "It''s safe... you don''t have to bother to take it, but if it''s a stick, isn''t it falling around there?

    "Saves time picking it up"

    "... I see"

    It''s long, but it''s a cane replacement, and if you put it on your backpack, it won''t be that bulky.

    About 3 metres of stick added to the possession.

    "If you''re going to carry a stick, you don''t need a fishing rod to be foldable either"

    "Me, I''ve never done fishing properly..."

    "You should still take it. If you eat preserved food, you''ll see for yourself."

    "I don''t want to know..."

    Once again, he is poked at something different from the camp, and Yut looks up to heaven. But naturally, I can only see the ceiling.

    The anxiety has increased as concrete preparations have progressed.

    In the sight of such a yuut, Valtrude coughs lightly.

    "Ugh. Well, I''m not gonna do that. I don''t..."

    Subtly out of sight, the Cathedral Knight continues.

    "Anyway, Larsia and Exile will be watching from the shadows"

    "No, I''m free... I''m free"

    "And Ren is with us. Near the village, I''m not going to let you get so impotent."

    "No matter how many masters, you do. There''s Ren too..."

    But it can''t be that Tertione doesn''t foresee that. It wasn''t even that sweet.

    Selected as a place of training was the forest of Kera, away from the village of Ozlic.

    Later, the blood-sucking Marquis, Sieg Alto Crewing, destroyed the naturalists (Druids), a shallow place for the dragon men (Draconuts) to migrate.

 609 03. Beginning of training

    Sounds like you''re ready.

    Day of departure.

    A glance at the yut that came in front of the demon prop store, Tertione sarcastically raised the edge of his mouth.

    The backpack is full of rips and will have to roll to the ground when it is out of balance. Even in that state, I have my hands properly free and the spell documents in my hands.

    Proof that I have a good sense of consciousness as a magician (wizard)... well worth working out.

    "Thanks to you"

    "Ha. Well, it''s not like I want to see the ability to survive. I can''t wait to get ready."

    Saying something like a loss to Yut, who returns sarcasm, Tertione turns a cigarette roll.

    "For that matter, I thought you said not to touch the Val boys."

    "I don''t know, maybe I''ll follow you."

    "That''s well, indeed..."

    I stabbed the nail, so it was done with this degree of support.

    When they say that, even as a yut, I have no words.

    Spend time in an environment where no one can count on you, and use magic anyway. Tertione''s training method is that there is a growth as a magician (wizard) ahead.

    But the purpose is not to use magic to survive. This is the complication.

    "Nothing, you could have put your armor on the bee, huh?

    "Don''t be impotent."

    It would not have been possible to borrow Valtrude''s clasp (chainmail).

    But I didn''t think I could move properly. In the meantime, we have to carry all kinds of equipment.

    Obviously overloaded. You won''t even be able to stand on the starting line.

    What Yut is wearing instead is thick clothing made of cotton. If you''re a knight or something, you''ll wear armor on top of this.

    Of course, there exists a theoretical spell that replaces armor.

    But using valuable magic for it is where judgment divides. You can expect some defense, though clothes. One choice, then, is to conserve the magic.

    There, a small shadow appeared as he opened the store door.

    I''m Len, who''s going to study with me.

    "Brother...... honey. Oh..."

    "Oh, good morning. Greetings from today, sister apprentice."

    "Already..."

    When Yut said sister disciple, Ren swelled his cheeks puffy. It''s true, so as a yut, I don''t mind at all.

    "Yut, you can let Ren have some more baggage, too, right?

    "I can''t do that"

    It''s Ren who''s older, but not taller at all.

    There''s no way you can do that, such as let such a little sister apprentice hold a large package.

    Plus, if you''re a survivor, you have a head who isn''t around all day to her, who''s a half-elf. In the meantime, Yut should be thorough with his luggage.

    Valtrude and Larsia were also in favour, and there is no mistake.

    "I hope so. Then I''ll explain the rules before we leave."

    "There are rules..."

    "Naturally. Just pull it off. It won''t end well."

    "At night... I''ve been thinking hard..."

    "It''s with the law. If they read it back weirdly and ruined it...... what''s wrong?

    "I think about the rules at night. My master''s funny."

    "Honestly, you''re not forgiven."

    To be honest, they dropped my fist bone.

    "Father?"

    A clear tone, unlike the usual obnoxious way of speaking.

    A tight attitude was taken from his daughter, and Tertione sprinkled an unfired cigarette.

    "Ren, it''s nothing like this."

    When I was a kid, I was usually also a corporal punishment yut.

    This much is nothing.

    In that sense, he was a yurt who was old enough to be black resistant.

    Len was drained of poison by Yut, who looked fine.

    Don''t miss that opportunity, Tertione continues the conversation.

    "The period is two weeks. In the meantime, if you survive, it doesn''t mean you pass..."

    "That''s because I don''t want to be a Ranger."

    "Exactly, have them hunt for their prey. I don''t care if it''s a wolf or a pig or a goblin or a dragon."

    "You can''t have dragons."

    These days, not yet.

    "A week from now, I plan to replenish"

    "Does that mean that depending on the amount and quality of prey you hunt, what kind of replenishment can you get?

    "That''s the thing. Except we don''t know where you guys are. Come and get it to the start of the forest entrance."

    I went on to finish a detailed meeting about which parts I would have crusaded with.

    "Oh, you''re doing it!

    - As usual, Yut''s people came to drop him off, spearheading the cheerful meadow race (Magner).

    "You''re finally leaving. I had no idea we were going all the way to a distant forest..."

    "Well, because it''s my master''s decision"

    Being subtly out of sight with Valtrude, who speaks of stupidity, I got eyes to eyes with a fairly disparate opponent.

    "You came to see me off to Larsia."

    "Huh? We''re not here to see Yut off, are we? I just got together to wish Ren well?

    "That''s how you''re keeping me out of pressure. Thank you, Larsia."

    "Shit!? They took the mount the other way!?"

    Why, thank you will be mounted.

    That was because Larsia believed that she would only thank and apologize when she was in an advantage......

    Unlike the meadow race (Magner), which is likely to cut off with such a twist, the rock giant (Jarloot) has no such thing as a back surface.

    "I''m not particularly worried. If you were Yut, you''d be all over it."

    "Thanks, Exile old man. I''ll try harder."

    "Oh. That would be just about right"

    "Damn. They''re coming through. Gurgi......"

    The funniest thing is to leave it like this, so I turned away from Larsia.

    Is it more accurate to describe it as turning to two beautiful women standing side by side?

    "Helenonia, I wish you both well to God"

    "The Truss-Sink God bless the two sorcerers."

    "Thanks. God is that, but I''m honestly glad you two feel that way"

    "Speaking of which, there was no God in the world of Yut. That''s how we''ve grown healthy in the world. Plus, with the blessing of the gods, there''s nothing to be afraid of."

    "I didn''t have that idea"

    Valtrude that the letters could not be read or that he did not know the general knowledge here, but that is why the simple words had power.

    "Yut, it''s time to go"

    "Brother... honey..."

    "Oh. I''ll be there."

    Yut turns his heels back and turns his back on his companions.

    Tertione had prepared a spell document and was waiting. The Flight spell will take you to the Kera Forest.

    Moving over there, Yut thinks.

    There will also be a reason there are no magicians (wizards) at the party, but they are waiting for me.

    In terms of profit or loss, Yut is gaining unilaterally.

    Yet there is nothing at all to be thankful for.

    Yes, even that meadow race (Magner) had good intentions. Even that Larsia is watching us grow in good faith.

    "I will definitely grow up and come back. With Ren."

    This must be done.

    I don''t owe you anything in return for accepting myself for not knowing that I''m from another world.

    This was a matter of willingness as a man.

    "Though, it''s not just the will that makes things work..."

    "I may not get used to it... but I get tired more slowly..."

    "... oh. I''m still fine."

    Fixing the position of the heavy backpack, Yut follows Len, who goes ahead; about 3 metres of stick has been used more as a cane than to guard his surroundings.

    Flying and travelling in the sky for about an hour.

    How long has it been since the boulder that became the starting point - the giant (Giant) said it had thrown stones - entered the forest?

    Yut''s breath was completely up on an unfamiliar forest walk.

    I still have no problem with the foot injury that caused me to quit the football club, but it''s like I''m managing to compensate for my weakness with my strength.

    "Sorry...... right. First, we need to decide on a water field... and a campsite... so"

    "I''m the one with the wrong foot."

    In the woods, there is an absolute advantage to Ren, the half-elf. The only thing I could do to Yuut, who doesn''t even have experience with Boy Scouts on Earth, was to shut up and follow that instruction.

    But Ren shrivels more and more.

    Yut takes a deep breath and opens his mouth again.

    "Let me rely on my sister apprentice."

    "Good luck... Yikes..."

    Wipe the sweat, and Ren grins.

    If you can make me smile like that, you can''t just not work hard.

    The air is healthy and healthy.

    Yut increased his speed as he put his face to the weight he hung on his shoulder.

    "But... tell me when you''re tired..."

    "Oh. If you get hunger knocks or something, you''re not going to be in style."

    "Hanger......?

    "Do I feel hungry and dizzy?

    "Yeah...... No, no..."

    Try to have a little more conversation and continue through the depressed and lush woods.

    "Even in the woods, animals don''t have cancer."

    I can hear the birds chirping, and I''m paying for the bugs.

    But you think you''re going to run into a wolf or a deer? The situation I had imagined as being ready had not yet happened.

    That''s a good thing, of course, but I''m just tired of being vigilant. With that in mind, I almost wanted to complain about one of them.

    "Still, it''s shallow around here... from. But..."

    "But?"

    "Yeah. Nothing..."

    Without going deep, Yut keeps walking in silence.

    While this is happening, are you getting used to it? Or is Ren picking a walkable course for me? A little, I can afford it.

    "Something''s getting a little fun."

    Sometimes the tension could have increased to walk around poking around with a stick of about 3 meters.

    Now, I can''t even look at the snake when I follow it.

    But Ren''s steps stopped before it caused a fatal situation.

    "Here... nice place... right"

    "Indeed."

    Reached before noon was a pockety, empty place surrounded by trees.

    The circular space with a radius of about 5 meters had little ups and downs and was ideal for camping as long as the stones were cleared.

    "Something looks good on you."

    "Mr. Wooddust... or the hunter... could it have been... the resting place of...

    "I see."

    Tertione had prepared in advance.

    That''s more likable than that unlikely possibility.

    "Probably close to the water..."

    Yuut nodded to Ren, who softened her nose adorably.

    "Well, you don''t have a hand in not using this place even if the water field is slightly away."

    "Yeah...... That''s right..."

    Whatever the truth, for now, you don''t have to walk.

    Yut dropped the backpack off to the ground and let himself fall asleep...... as

    If I sit here, I can''t get up.

    My experience in the football club was alarming.

    "Well, that''s a setup, then"

    "Yeah. Before the sun sets... Cancer... Ro"

    "Oh well. So you let him have the sun stick."

    I said lanterns and pine lights would be fine, but Valtrude pushed it off.

    I can tell on the spot. A solar bar that just folds out of the middle when you need it is better without having to light the fire.

    I''m not going to the live venue, and I''m glad I didn''t refuse.

    "But if it''s time, you''ll be ready by evening."

    Yut proclaimed it exalted.

    If his childhood friend heard that, he would have covered his face with his hands with a "flag......"

    And in this case, it was Acorn who was right.

    "Practice putting up a tent, wish it had been over there..."

    I decided to set up a tent for two because I left it to Ren to make kamadu, but I stumbled on it with my first hand.

    First of all, I should have known because I brought it this far... heavy. It was an image of a camp on Earth, so it failed completely.

    Additionally, it didn''t add up to the fatigue that traveled so far.

    Still managed to set up a tent.

    Dig a hole that serves as a toilet.

    Tension of sheets to collect morning dew.

    Secure the water back and forth with the water field.

    Install ropes and songs around the perimeter.

    By the time I was done preparing for all of this, the sun was completely down, and Yut was exhausted. I was down and down.

    "The ground... it feels cold..."

    "Brother... Dinner..."

    "Disgusting......"

    "I need to eat... no..."

    "Club accommodation..."

    Cursorily, he woke up like an imbecile and received the soup from Ren.

    The first day''s menu is soup with beets. Then jerky, dried fruit in a hard-baked biscuit of preserved food.

    The soup was made only by Ren''s hand and the nourishment seemed to stain the body, but the problem was the preserved food.

    The shitty preserved food felt hungry and delicious...... never could it be done and Yut even finished the meal without it.

    "First, watch... do it... right?

    "No, if you go to bed first, you''ll never wake up on the way"

    "Still fine...... but"

    "That''s definitely not gonna work"

    It would have been only if this was the boy''s intention to put Ren to bed first, too.

    Combining fire and watch, Yuut lines up by which side Len made it.

    ...... but rushed out of the ship in no time.

    "... Shit. Sleep with fatigue."

    Ha, I noticed along the way, but I''m not going to be able to stand it like this.

    "Scroll, read the scroll and distract"

    A choice that is more likely to promote sleep if Valtrude.

    But Yut never fell asleep.

    It was the magician''s (wizard) path chosen to let the situation flow, but not just because it seemed to help the Valtrudes.

    I can''t say it out loud because I''m still running out, but I enjoyed learning the spell.

    "I still don''t understand the second staircase spell...... When you finish your studies, can you level up¡­"

    I don''t have a voice to answer that twinkle.

    Thus, the first night went even further......

 610 04. First

    "Stay... cha..."

    "Ugh... um..."

    "Wake up... it''s morning..."

    "Asa..."

    What is Asa?

    That''s very nostalgic, warm.

    Now that''s ominous, let it go...

    "Morning."

    Suddenly awakened, Yut tempers only his upper body out of his sleeping bag.

    It''s not my room, it''s not the inn I rent, it''s the tent.

    Not Larsia, not Exile, but Len, who is too surprised to look.

    Finally, visual information and awareness meshed.

    (made fun of!?)

    At the same time, my heart jumps cold.

    "Maybe sleep in the middle of a lookout...?

    "Husband... husband. I took turns..."

    Ren had been awake at the time of his shift, but Yut was rather unconscious.

    I couldn''t even reply properly, and I flustered off to the tent - and I seem to have lost consciousness there.

    "Not at all memorable..."

    I haven''t played the lapse, but that''s a theory of results. What would have happened if even the wolves had attacked you at night?

    I''m not in people, I don''t have a house. I didn''t really understand how important this was.

    Besides, it''s still going on for almost two weeks.

    Yes. It''s not the end.

    I just have to save it from now on.

    "End of reflection. Let''s do our best!

    "Stay... honey... positive?

    "Oh. Hold on, I think I owe it to you for letting me sleep"

    After all, fatigue is the enemy.

    Even when I was playing football, it wasn''t until later in the day that I decided to make an incredible mistake. It''s also in the mental part, not physical fatigue.

    "Good luck today, let''s hunt for prey. Let''s surprise the master."

    "... yeah"

    Ren answers with a modest but radiant smile.

    If Valtrude is the sun that can''t help but illuminate its surroundings, would this little sister disciple be a secluded blooming tin ''run?

    When I got out of the tent thinking about that with my sleeping head, the fresh air of the woods welcomed Yut in.

    The weather is good.

    The sun shines moderately, but not until it''s hot.

    I mean, in great condition.

    I also used the water collected in the sheets to make myself comfortable and made myself feel like killing myself. It was breakfast......

    I drew a light descent line.

    "It''s a mistake to complain, but that''s what you''re saving."

    "First of all... yes..."

    Biscuits must have been tough to do and challenged the world record to see how compressed they could be. The dried meat is soggy as if it is still hateful.

    The rest of the soup Len cooked for me tells me the limits of improved flavor by the cook.

    The meal in front of the fireworks, which has been adding firewood since yesterday, feels like a flavor, but the environmental effects alone do not change the essence

    "My stomach is swollen, but humans, that''s all. Then you can''t"

    "Meat... I''d love to have it..."

    Because I hunted, and can I dismantle it?

    Turning away from that fact, Yut turns his mind to the barbecue.

    That''s about it, the preserved food I ate again was stingy and unsavory. That''s pretty much what Yut feels like not complaining about his meal.

    The young body was craving proteins that were not dried meat.

    "Yesterday, does that mean I couldn''t even afford to feel the flavor? If you think about it, it means it''s still better now."

    That concludes, Yut finishes breakfast early.

    Soon after the break, transcribe the spell you plan to use today to the spell document. This, of course, is with Ren.

    Then we go into selecting what to take and what to leave behind.

    The first thing Yut took away was a crossbow.

    "There''s a spell...

    "Because I''ve decided how many times a day I can use it."

    So, it was a crossbow where the shooting didn''t work but even amateurs could expect a hit.

    In addition, a folding shovel borrowed from Valtrude was sandwiched in the belt, carrying about three metres of stick as well.

    Ask Ren to hold a knife or rope for demolition, etc.

    I''m ready.

    I even wanted to set a trap so that the baggage I left behind wouldn''t be vandalized, but unfortunately I don''t have that skill.

    Well, even the beast won''t eat that preserved food. I don''t do foods with a strong flavour. This was the iron rule of the pet owner. There are no exceptions.

    "Let''s go to the water field."

    "Yeah. I think he''s preying..."

    The big apprentice and the little sister apprentice nod together and start moving.

    I couldn''t even flatter myself that I was used to it...

    There was no stray.

    "There he is..."

    "You''re gonna find a light one."

    Two people whispering to each other with a whisper.

    Hidden in the bush, nothing noticed.

    At the end of that gaze was a deer parent and child drinking water in a pond.

    Deer.

    Animals famous for being in many tourist destinations.

    It has also become a mascot for the football team. Well, Yut isn''t my favorite team.

    There''s just never been anything like trying to prey on that. Not until this moment now.

    "Spells, make... huh?

    "First, I want to try what Crossbow looks like"

    "Right... right..."

    Ren also agreed with me.

    Roll the strings with the pulley and install the Tai Ya (Quarrel).

    The spell document was placed on the ground and crossbowed with both hands.

    Physical spell training. Beside that, I was learning from Larsia.

    But this is the first time I''ve ever targeted a living prey.

    Gently stretch the tip of the crossbow out of the bushes.

    While feeding the deer water, the parent deer was alert to his surroundings with his ears up.

    But it doesn''t look like he noticed us.

    We''re not good at hiding here, we''re simply not on alert.

    Yut took a deep breath and hung his finger on the crossbow trigger.

    Aim, pro-deer. Because the deer are small and not sure they can be guessed.

    If this hits, parents and children will have eternal goodbyes.

    Naturally.

    The moment I was aware of it, my aim shifted.

    "Ah."

    "Removed..."

    The arrow, which was aimed at the torso of the parent deer, slightly inverted and pierced the tree on the other side.

    At that moment, the parent and child deer literally fled at a glance as they jumped. In no time, you''ll see them swallowed up in the woods.

    Off target, naturally, I regret it.

    But I was just a little relieved.

    "After all, it''s hard to hit an arrow..."

    "A spell would be easy."

    It''s practice.

    Next time, do it well.

    Behind Yut, who stood up to tell himself so, there was a retreat and a noise.

    The next opportunity was to visit quickly.

    It was the bear that emerged from the bush behind me.

    Sleepy giant with thick fur wrapped around muscle armor.

    Yellowed fangs grow surprisingly in his mouth, which grows loud and threatening.

    Wolverine.

    Strong sense of territory, hole bear.

    Even so, it''s different from the scum you see on Earth because of its size itself. Hole bears are inherently Itachi companions, but in this Brewers they are a kind of authentic bear.

    In both eyes, strong emotions resided.

    The mention of being plundered with prey, the hatred of being ruined.

    In an instant, I was in a position to be attacked by a hunter. It''s been changed.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    Quickly, Ren ripped off a page of spell documents and unleashed a bullet of pure magic.

    It did not pass its aim, wore its giant, and blood flowed from around the base of the forelimb.

    But it''s far from fatal.

    The upside down Wolverine gets up and intimidates this one. The unpleasantly sweet aroma came as if to echo that anger. It smells like rotten meat.

    "Ren Eh."

    Shortly after I glanced at it, Wolverine jumped at me just on the back limb.

    If I noticed, my body was moving on its own.

    As he throws down the crossbow, Yuut leaves forward, covering Ren.

    But it wasn''t like I wasn''t thinking about anything.

    As he waved and stretched the scoop out of his belt, he stood like a shield with both hands.

    But it''s equal to paper.

    He was lightly bounced off and slipped a few meters down the ground.

    "Guh."

    "Brother!

    Yut''s bitter squeal, Ren''s scream.

    Scoop of Valtrude, shaken from the middle, struck the universe and pierced it in front of Wolverine.

    Surprisingly, so Wolverine takes her distance.

    It was an exaggerated Wolverine for an attack by spell, but Scoop was wary.

    It is not an act of determining which is a threat. I guess the theoretical spell was incomprehensible. Showing and threatening a gun can''t go through without knowing its existence and power. Along with that.

    "No... just... but..."

    What do I do? What do I do?

    As it is, even Len dies. It gets eaten.

    I won''t let you. Never, never let.

    What do I do? What do I do?

    Yut''s hand wandered, by chance, touching the spell document. They were involved together.

    Totally lucky.

    It would have been God bless to have made it into something.

    "Oh well"

    You don''t have to defeat it.

    - In person.

    "Sleep"

    Ignoring the pain, Yut let go of the spell to the one-page cleavage Wolverine.

    It turns into a grain of light, and the sagging particles pour down.

    - For a second.

    Wolverine fell and fell on the spot.

    "Brother! Brother!"

    "It''s okay. It hurts so bad..."

    Now that I am in an excited state, it is done to this extent.

    I didn''t want to be sure what kind of injury I was getting.

    Quickly, I think I''ll be able to take care of the magic medicine (potion)... and Yut flashed his face.

    "Oh my... oh my"

    "Oh, I don''t know"

    Yut snaps softly as he hugs Ren, who has sat down on her.

    But that gaze was directed towards the sleepy Wolverine.

    "Yay..."

    "That was too much. If the Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) hadn''t cut your health, would it have worked..."

    When I thought about it, it was a piece of paper.

    But this is the one who won.

    Stand up with Ren and move under Wolverine.

    I was asleep.

    Defenseless, exposed to steeples.

    It''s still hard to take a life by spell.

    In the Running Sorcerer (Wizard), this is what it is. Never, invincible or omnipotent.

    That''s why we party, and I guess we don''t usually get out of the lab.

    Or not, it doesn''t mean you can''t.

    After all, the only scientific spell is unique. Allow miracles that cannot be accomplished by other means.

    The point is, how to use it.

    Yut thinks of the various tools he has touched on in this survival life.

    Scop would not only dig holes, he would also be a battering weapon, but a shield to protect himself.

    The same thing with the theoretical spells.

    Even if the goal can''t be aimed directly, if you can assist it, it leads to the dot.

    That''s what I''m talking about.

    "Stay... honey. I... with a knife..."

    Ren told me to watch out for Yut, who had been delayed in his thinking.

    But the rushing magician shook his head small to the side.

    You should do this yourself.

    The weight of life is no different. Bugs and plants are alive.

    Fishing doesn''t mean you don''t have any experience at all.

    In the first place, it''s the meat that has shaped this body.

    If you think about it that way, you can''t say it''s very first time.

    But that would be a trick.

    Yut, from now on. For the first time, it takes the lives of others.

    "No, I''ll do it in a crossbow. That''s the most certain thing."

    If I shock you poorly, Sleep Sleep will expire.

    So I want to stab you in the stomach while you sleep.

    It''s more convenient to be more powerful for that... then it''s better to release a crossbow at close range than a knife.

    Calm, reasoned judgment.

    But it''s what the Mage (Wizard) wants.

    "Ugh..."

    Get ready to fire as you face the pain.

    I don''t get lost. I don''t hesitate.

    Getting ready, Yut pulled the trigger.

    This time it won''t come off. I won''t take it off.

    With the impact of the landing, Wolverine wanders slightly.

    That''s all.

    That''s it.

    A blow to the stomach mowed life badly and easily.

    "Meat tastes better when it''s ripe, but it''s pretty good."

    "Yeah...... Dried meat... no..."

    The Yuts, who managed to return to base camp, had finished treatment with magic drugs (potions) and spoken of their prey.

    I''m afraid of food poisoning, so I''m baking more than Weldan.

    Just salt and a little pepper, not superior flavoring.

    In the first place, I just baked it.

    But it was delicious.

    Yut thinks blurry that this means taking his life.

    To this extent, what about life? The present is nasty or something. It''s hilarious to be imprisoned by such noble and philosophical thoughts.

    Still, all the thoughts I''m feeling right now are not lies.

    More importantly, if you think of Tertione, the master, you must bite him thoroughly.

    "My master wanted me to go through these things too..."

    However, there are other ways to grow up as a magician (wizard).

    A safer and more secure way.

    That you didn''t dare choose that, I mean, that''s what I mean.

    Theoretical spells take lives and also help.

    It''s just a tool, but that tool also depends on how you use it.

    Later in life, this experience played a big part in Yut''s use of a theoretical spell for territorial management for no reason whatsoever...

 611 05. Night Raids

    A science spell is just a tool.

    I should have known, but I didn''t really understand. Just realizing this fact, I can tell you it was worth the training.

    The Yuts have been putting it into practice the last few days.

    "Stay here... honey... I''m here..."

    Copy that.

    With the perception characteristic of half an elf, a prey near the ¡°trap¡± - a deer noticed approaching, Len tells Yuut hiding in the bush with him.

    Since it''s about 20 meters away, it doesn''t look like the deer noticed this way.

    A deer traveling to jump down a beast path passes directly over a "trap¡±.

    In keeping with that timing, Yut broke one page from the spell document to complete the spell.

    "Rope Trick"

    Theoretical spells on the first staircase.

    As its name suggests, manipulate the rope freely. That''s all spells.

    But suddenly there''s a rope entangled in the forelimbs, and it''s not a build-up if you try to make it a deer that''s tied all the time.

    He fell on the spot, and the corner broke one side. The chirping makes me even more sad.

    Desperate, and that''s why it''s funny somewhere.

    However, the rope reinforced by the theoretical spell tightens stronger somewhere it can be solved.

    "Len, I got it."

    "Yeah......"

    Target carefully with a slightly larger crossbow than your body.

    Only when, Crossbow was in Ren''s service.

    Because he is drawing the blood of an elf, or how more apt he was than Yut.

    Besides, I wasn''t ready when Wolverine, but it''s also huge that a spell that Yut can''t remember can be used.

    "Essential True Shooting"

    Theoretical spells on the first staircase.

    It needs to be carefully targeted, but instead dramatically increases the shooting ability of the operator.

    So Ren aimed slightly after the base of his left leg.

    - It''s the heart.

    As the trigger is pulled, Tai Ya (Quarrel) flies.

    Accurately shot through the steeple, the deer screamed voiceless.

    He turns himself like crazy and keeps rumbling to escape pain and death.

    Nor will it last long.

    Eventually, the movement became smaller, the power to move - life was lost, completely immobile.

    "Ren, you did it"

    "You stopped me from moving... thanks to you..."

    They were sisterly disciples who fought well with each other, but they can''t stay immersed in the aftermath forever.

    There is a blood odor, but I had to dispose of it quickly before a wolf or other carnivore arrived.

    Yut moves out with only a slight stiffness in his face.

    "Hunting isn''t really beautiful..."

    "It''s tough and... important..."

    "Really."

    Deer, the loin on the back is delicious.

    Unfortunately, I can''t get rid of my whole body, so I processed the blood drain and so on before cutting out there.

    Otherwise, pick up as many corners as you need to report.

    The rest will be buried in a waste but pre-dug hole.

    A few days after hunting Wolverine.

    Yut and Ren''s hunting life had also begun to turn around quite well.

    Every day, every day when you remember a new spell, you try it in practice.

    Stop standing with the Oil Film (Slip) spell that makes the ground slippery before sniping. He also tried sniping and so on after obscuring himself with Color Blast Light (Color Shock).

    However, the Fear spell was a failure.

    A prey in a state of panic escaped at once.

    At this time, Ren and I had to look at each other and laugh bitterly.

    Nevertheless, it will be effective when we encounter dangerous beasts like Wolverine again.

    This is especially true of Yut, the otherworldly man, who considers the spell a special object.

    After all, the point is how to use it.

    Yut was deepening that certainty.

    "Repair"

    Back in the camp, Yut, quickly, was using a spell.

    The rope I used to tie the deer. The wound was instantly repaired and reborn as new.

    Less than the first staircase, primary. But a useful Repair spell, depending on what you think.

    The effect of repairing non-magical items may be questioned as much as purposefully using magic.

    But it''s too useful for Yut right now. So much so that I''m wondering if this might be the worst spell I''ve ever had.

    Anyway, this also cured the scoop I kept from Valtrude.

    I also wondered if it seemed a bit like an inch, but I can''t replace gold coins. Larsia was thumping up with a good smile in her brain, but ignored it.

    Still, the image doesn''t disappear, so I asked Brain Exile to handle it. Full.

    "Stay... I''ll take care of it, I''m sorry I did..."

    "No, I can''t rely on cooking this one either. Role sharing."

    This is how the two of us started inspecting our gear... but the problem immediately arose.

    There''s only one magic potion left to heal. I knew it, but I feel anxious.

    "Magic Potion... Definitely, less... I think..."

    "As a master, I thought you wanted me to refrain from reckless behavior by asking for magic drugs.

    Despite her own father, Ren swells her cheeks a lot.

    "Come on...... buy your father too much"

    "Really?

    Ren''s rare definitive tone.

    An assessment from within would be something that would naturally make it spicy.

    Yut decided so and avoided going in deep. Either way, there are no more magic drugs (potions).

    "Worst of all, some wound pills, but let''s try not to get hurt"

    "Yeah...... It''s been a week..."

    "It''s early."

    If you realize it, tomorrow is already the middle day of training.

    It was a day when I could get replenishment if I talked about things instantly.

    "Get more magic pills (potions) during the interim report. I''ve hunted quite a bit, so I''m not saying I don''t like my master."

    "Yeah...... Good luck...... mon"

    Areas that prove hunting, such as horns and nails of prey, are well secured.

    Hideyoshi''s eartsuka, I guess? I didn''t even think so, but it''s impossible to take all the prey, so I can''t help it.

    "Yes...... right. Today, the meat of the boar I hunted before..."

    "Oh, that''s exciting"

    "Good luck, I took the ash juice... from. Confidence......?

    "If Ren says so, you can count on it."

    In days, I get used to survival life.

    Yut''s face is also naturally dusted into the story of a meal that is the only pleasure to say.

    I''m not that keen on flavor, but it''s not that I don''t like delicious meals.

    But a lot of good things.

    The crisis, that night.

    It happened when Ren was on guard.

    During that time, Yut was naturally asleep.

    Decent sleep not only affects behavior and thought, but also greatly influences the use of spells.

    Therefore, it is the duty of the sorcerer (wizard) to rest well.

    Still, I was on guard.

    I wasn''t alarmed.

    But a week after my schooling life began.

    In the meantime, nothing happened at night.

    Maybe he assumed he wouldn''t be raided somewhere.

    "Enemy!?"

    Naruko made a noise.

    My body was moving faster than my brain recognized it.

    "Ren!?"

    At the same time as jumping out of the tent, I call on the name of my sister disciple.

    There is no answer.

    The fire, which must not be stopped, was extinguished.

    Instead, a wolf pops out of the darkness at night.

    In front of you, about 5 herds.

    I couldn''t confirm that with how many there were over at Len''s.

    "Shit, you''re a bunch of wolves!

    To a close-range enemy, room and calm disappeared from Yut''s heart.

    Wolf.

    Miscellaneous fish enemies in the game... but in fact, in my eyes, this is not an animal. A beast.

    Though the same canine family, it''s not like the dog you left on Earth.

    The fur is rubbish.

    Eyes run blood.

    Raise your voice of intimidation.

    Fangs and nails are sharp.

    That''s five of them.

    Sleep is powerless to the herd. Not enough to be eligible.

    Falling in the Oil Film (Slip) will only buy you time.

    "Color Blast (Color Shock)" will disable these 5. But then what? Use the same spell again? Even though it involves Ren?

    No, in the first place. Still, I''m not in such a good state to use spells.

    There''s one theoretical spell on the first staircase, and a few other, elementary spells. So, cut through this situation.

    How?

    How?

    How?

    Thousands of disturbing thoughts.

    As he sewed that gap, the wolf jumped in with his feet in sight as he raised a shout of intimidation.

    So Yut''s mind was decided.

    "Ghost Voice"

    Gangorn! Gwawan!

    In the woods at night, the roar of the earth shook.

    It''s like dozens of meters is a monster roar.

    Like Yut himself would inadvertently shrug himself. The roar as if it embodied doom.

    The flying wolf also stops his leg on the way and raises his alarming voice.

    Gangorn! Gwawan!

    Go on, do it again.

    In addition, powerful footsteps were heard from afar.

    Something terrible appeared, beyond the dragon as well. Coming up.

    That was the decision hit.

    Disrupting the calculations, the wolves flee the camp. Untrained, nothing. Too vibrant a retreat.

    "... it''s a fraud."

    Just like Repair, a spell that can be used by apprentices less than the first staircase. A spell that just sounds.

    That''s what saved my life.

    Yut is about to go into relief... but it wasn''t.

    "Len! Len!?"

    Yut shouted so loud that his throat ached as to shake off the fear that rose from his chest.

    Yet there is no answer.

    The heart of the camp.

    To where there was a firefight.

    There was a bloodstained len.

    He must have been bitten in the leg and pulled down. Deep down, there are traces of fangs.

    I guess I protected my throat. There was also sloppy blood coming from both arms.

    Maybe you jumped into the fireworks and tried to get rid of the wolves. Something also smelled like burning.

    There are countless other fine scratches.

    Yet the little sister disciple smiled when she saw Yut''s face in a hazy consciousness.

    "Oh my... Yi, you''re safe... so... oh my..."

    And reach the limit.

    My eyelids were closed.

 612 06. Withdrawal

    Ren closed his eyelids.

    At that moment, Yut felt a cold pain from his heart. It''s like being grabbed by a ghost.

    Die.

    Until now, I have taken the lives of the beasts. Then you should be prepared for the opposite.

    Such reasoning is of no use in the current situation where loved ones are about to be lost.

    It''s a magic potion.

    Do what you have to do.

    Yut''s thoughts switched instantly.

    Run back to the tent and remove a bottle of magic medicine (potion) from your safe luggage.

    It''s okay. I just lost my mind. In time. In time enough.

    With that said, the center of the camp. Run back to the side of the fire-extinguished bonfire.

    "Ren, please, drink."

    The magic medicine (potion) of the tiger child that was safe.

    Unplug the plug and bring it closer to the mouth.

    Worst case scenario, even a mouth lift.

    I was so ready yut, but I ended up worried.

    When the loose liquid touches her lips, Ren opens her mouth. Little by little, but surely swallowed.

    "Good...... Now I can manage..."

    Ren''s whole body glows faintly.

    I can see the wound blocking up as if it plays backwards. Magic medicine (potion) is not just a cure. The Priest''s miracle was used as a water pill.

    Therefore, there is no such thing as blocking the wound and not returning the blood lost.

    "Ren, what do you say? Is there anything that hurts?

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    But there was no response from Ren.

    It was under the starlight, but if you look at it, you can see that not all the wounds were blocked.

    "Wound medicine."

    I go back to my tent again and get the anointing and try to leave as it is before realizing that I need to change.

    "Bad, Len. Now bear with me."

    I take off my worn out clothes with a lot of difficulty, wipe them clean with a cloth, and then apply scratch pills.

    This garment is no longer likely to be repaired in Repair.

    Bandaged with clumsy hands and put on new clothes.

    Carry Len to the tent after treatment.

    Now I feel safe.

    That''s what I thought, but there''s no sign of Ren waking his eyes.

    On the contrary, there''s sweat on his face and his breathing looks painful.

    "No way, are you sick...?

    A magic medicine (potion) that recreates the miracle of God.

    However, it does not work for illness.

    This is only natural because the original spell is.

    "Ren, ren, ren..."

    Wipe the sweat. Put a towel wet with water on your forehead. Hold hands.

    But Ren kept his eyes closed painfully.

    Every time I call my name, my anxiety grows.

    To tetanus, sepsis. Maybe rabies.

    I understand the horrors of infections from injuries, even with a scarce medical knowledge yut...... I intend to.

    If you had such a disease......

    "Calm down. It''s replenishment day. I can call for help."

    But you can''t leave Len in this condition.

    In other words, he will carry Ren back to the rendezvous point.

    Worst case scenario, co-fall.

    I''m sure that decision is a mistake.

    Still, Yut keeps working out a way to survive with all of them.

    Leave all your luggage behind. More than that, I don''t care. I also take the horns and fangs of prey, which is the fruit of my training, only for what goes into my pocket.

    Throw away today''s spells as well as attack spells and stalling spells.

    I just use the spell just to move between the two of us.

    "Never, let''s go home together"

    He continued to speak to Ren, wiping his sweat and waiting for dawn as he held his hand.

    He waited for the morning without proper attention and began to act at the same time as the sun rose.

    "Rope Trick"

    I manipulated the rope I had repaired and wrapped it around disappointingly.

    It is so regrettable to use the precious boundaries of the theoretical spell that it seems to tongue even as a yuut.

    But I wasn''t likely to be able to tie it with a rope with Ren on my back, etc. Or it won''t stabilize unless it''s tied tight.

    Exactly, I can''t replace my life.

    "Full Speed Retreat"

    What I continued to use was a theoretical spell that increases the speed of running.

    Retreat.

    In soccer terms familiar with Yut, playing defense while retreating.

    I mean, retreat.

    Absolutely, you''re right. Escape back at full speed.

    "Ren, just bear with me for a second."

    "... uhhh..."

    Is it a groan or a reply?

    I don''t know, but Yut was just happy to be alive and breathing.

    Exhale gently and be prepared at the same time.

    Yut stepped out of the tent and put all his strength into his feet.

    My first full-blown walk since I did my leg with an injury.

    Is it because it''s healing, or because there''s adrenaline out there? I don''t feel any pain in my knees.

    I barely felt the weight of Ren either. When you''re feeling better, you need to feed them a lot.

    Even though I think about things that don''t matter, I don''t slow down.

    Double the usual. In no time, the scenery flows.

    But that''s like doing a marathon at the speed of a short walk. Too reckless.

    It is the theoretical spell that makes it possible.

    Rather, the battle is how much you can travel within the duration of the spell.

    Not even with my own garden, but in the woods I''m used to already.

    At a rate that even wildlife can''t get out, Yuut, who carried Len, runs.

    I have anxiety. Rather than that, there is only fear.

    Still, running now. That''s all I can do. That''s all I have.

    There was overlap between what I wanted to do and what I needed to do, and Yut kept his unprecedented concentration.

    Despite traveling at high speeds that I have never experienced, I take care to avoid indentations under my feet properly and to prevent branches from hitting Wren as well as myself.

    Concentration over racers as well.

    But the forward bush moved as if to water it.

    Stop in a hurry and wait for something to come out......

    "What, the wind..."

    But nothing came out.

    Exhaled in relief, and that''s when he tried to run out again.

    Low, I heard a groan.

    Many.

    Now, it wasn''t my fault.

    The fur is rubbish.

    Eyes run blood.

    Raise your voice of intimidation.

    Fangs and nails are sharp.

    Such a beast surrounded the perimeter.

    Wolf. We don''t know if it''s the same herd.

    But if they''re coming after us, they''re with us.

    "I can''t afford to deal with you!

    You''d be surprised if Len heard, a rambling tone.

    Yut was angry. I don''t know for what, but I was angry anyway.

    Ignore the magician-like calm, the siege, etc.

    Just ran out again facing the front.

    The fangs that were pounded into the void and released in a hurry bit the void.

    But it wasn''t a bunch of wolves like giving up on it.

    In an instant, when you get your attitude in place, you follow a man who conquers the forest at a rate that is like abandoning himself.

    Yut cares little about it.

    The others have nothing to do with it. Fight against yourself.

    That is, the battle until the Full Speed Roll (Retreat) expires.

    The life-saving chase began.

    Yuut running straight through with Ren on his back.

    With the pride of the beast, a bunch of wolves chasing it.

    Kick the stone, run past the side of the great tree, step on the descent, and march the beast path as you pay off the branches.

    The forest pioneered it.

    But that''s not a goal there.

    The rendezvous point is still ahead.

    The wolf herd was convinced of victory.

    No, I was.

    I''ve been pushing you here since the beginning.

    On this cliff.

    Despite this, Yut did not stop.

    Running straight through, from the cliff - flew into the sky.

    "Ren, save my life"

    Cut a page from Ren''s next most important spell.

    I unleashed it on the universe and activated the spell.

    Best concentration ever. Best speed ever.

    Besides, he didn''t realize it, so it was a perfect spell activation.

    "" Levitate "

    Theoretical spells of the first staircase that allow the operator himself and his luggage (...) to float longitudinally.

    It does not fall by magical buoyancy and drifts in the sky.

    In a void where no wolf fangs, no claws can reach.

    Naturally, not only can it float, but it can be lowered.

    The repentant wolf voice no longer means more than BGM.

    "Well, did it turn out to be a good shortcut? Ren, just be patient a little longer."

    Anxiety is bigger without feet on the ground.

    With the loser howling on his back, Yut and Ren slowly fell off the cliff.

    How long have you been running since the Full Speed Retreat was unraveled?

    Yut, who completely lost his sense of time and so on, still didn''t just give up.

    The constantly moving leg succeeded in transporting its owner and precious things to their destination.

    "Yut, Len!? Are you okay?!?"

    "Good. Mr. Arcia..."

    Eyed the priest of the goddess of death and sorcery (Priest) with a crimson eyelid, Yut felt safe and about to throw up.

    This was the first time I had ever thanked God for his existence since he had strayed into a different world where he existed.

    Now, enough to think you can incoming.

    "At night, the wolf attacked me, and so..."

    "Yeah. It''s okay, Yut. Don''t worry about anything. Let me sleep there. Take your time."

    Unrope as they say,

    "You''re hurt, you''re feverish. Yeah, I''m fine. I''ll heal you with a spell."

    "Please... I will..."

    "Next, Yuto''s diagnosis."

    I couldn''t even reply, and Yut became a big letter on the spot.

    Tertione would have taken a glimpse of his daughter lying on the ground and decided that it would be fine if he left it to Arcia.

    I try to take a dose and realize that the cigarette in my hand was the opposite direction.

    When I returned the cigarette cigarette as if nothing had happened, I now looked down at Yut.

    "Thank you for your hard work. This is where my education ends."

    "Continue"

    Don''t be mean. Come on.

    "Continue"

    It doesn''t seem to be solidifying.

    However, in the eyes of a serious disciple, the elf''s magician (Warlock), who should have looked down, is under barometric pressure.

    "If I stop here, Ren pities me. So I''ll just keep going."

    Persuasion is futile.

    So enlightened Tertione, it was now in the right direction to turn the cigarette around and set it on fire.

    "Okay. But take the supplies home properly."

    "Isn''t that against the rules?

    "From here, Yut. You''re the only one studying. Let''s start over. So take whatever you want."

    "Ok......"

    "Oh, and then. Rest for a while. This is my master''s order."

    But Yut doesn''t answer.

    I can''t answer that.

    Rest assured, fatigue is at its limit.

    Keep it up, because I fell asleep to lose my mind.

 613 07. Awakened Day

    The stunned Yut woke up only after the sun had fallen.

    "Ren!"

    "Ren would be fine. I treated him and now he''s back in Ozlic Village."

    "Arcia................................."

    Shortly after he rose to jump up, there was Alcia in black priestly clothing in front of him in a crimson eyelid.

    The priest of the goddess of death and sorcery, illuminated by a burning fire, is a demonic beauty... and yet there is an unspeakable motherhood.

    "Thanks to Yuuto-kun''s good treatment, I don''t have any sequelae. You''ll be perfectly fine in a few days."

    Apparently, Ren was taken home by his master.

    And my sister''s apprentice is safe.

    Words emanating from Alcia and their meaning slowly penetrate Yut.

    At the same time, the sentiments of relief rose.

    "Right...... Did I manage to make it..."

    "Good luck with that."

    Arcia smiles at Yut exhaling deeply on a blanket laid on the ground.

    That''s all. Don''t hesitate, I won''t try to pack the distance.

    That''s what I loved about it.

    Because if you were gentle here, you were going to frustrate me the other way around.

    "While you were asleep, Yuto treated you, but you weren''t feeling well?

    "Oh, thanks...... I think it''s okay..."

    Even though there was a blanket, I slept on hard ground so I have a strong feeling, but I am completely used to it these days.

    Thoughts aren''t clear, but time will fix that.

    No problem. I can go on.

    "Training... I don''t think as far as I''m concerned..."

    Alcia pinching a sigh in the middle of the word.

    Is that giving up on unscrupulous training? Or because I have too much in mind for a fellow who seems to nod when it''s a fine training?

    "Are you sure you want to keep going?

    "Oh. If I give up here, I''m sure I won''t be able to do anything in this world"

    "... right"

    Arcia acknowledged Yut''s correctness.

    Then just do what each of us can do.

    "If you''re not even dead, I''ll do something about it."

    Covered with a crimson eyelid, you cannot see its eyes.

    But it conveyed that it was a word without lies or falsehoods.

    "Oh. I''ll be back alive"

    "Then fine. It''s about time we''re cooking, so let''s eat."

    "But I have an appetite..."

    I tried to refute it reflexively, but my stomach rebelled as soon as possible.

    "Just a little bit, you should keep it in your stomach."

    "I''ll have..."

    With her mouth in the form of a smile, Arcia shrugged the wheat porridge from a barbecued pan that was hanging on fire.

    Pour into a deep dish and hand it to Yut.

    Upon receiving it, I was unexpectedly disappointed to forget to thank you and to be cold.

    I don''t know if it tastes good.

    But it tastes full.

    "If you''re going to be eaten, there''s a change."

    Without even responding, Yut stirred the oatmeal.

    That was the last warm meal I spoke of during this training.

    Yuut, who was dropped off by Arcia and returned to training.

    The first thing the Running Sorcerer (Wizard) did was change the base. I would say renunciation.

    This was the plan I had been thinking about since I saw the supplies.

    Returning to the camp alone, Yut takes a hammock and rope from a backpack containing supplies.

    With that in his hand, he went into the woods away from base.

    There is no confusion in its footsteps, and the eyes are serious themselves.

    It entails an atmosphere that does not attract wild animals.

    When he found a tree with moderate thickness and distance, Yut used a spell against the rope.

    "Rope Trick"

    A theoretical spell on the first staircase that freely manipulates the ropes.

    In accordance with the will of Yut, the surgeon, the rope ascends when he rubs the bark.

    It was about 10 meters above the ground and now wrapped around the trunk all the way, tightly tied together.

    And I tied the other one through the hammock as well.

    All you have to do is repeat the same thing again.

    If you hit it even on the back of your head, I''m just sorry.

    However, a safe base was completed that would not be attacked by wildlife without much leeway.

    "I can''t believe there''s a day to thank Larsia..."

    I have a hateful smile on my back of my brain, but I can''t deny the credit for putting a hammock in me.

    It should be noted that I have always been quite concerned by the meadow race (Magner), which was offset by actions and statements that ruined it.

    So essentially this was my first thank you.

    "Anyway, now we can make sure it''s safe"

    Moving requires a Floating Spell, which is called a safety fee. Now the cost is acceptable.

    A self-derisive regret comes to mind that I should have done this from the beginning.

    But Yut truncated his thoughts without benefits.

    If that hadn''t happened, you couldn''t have swung safety first so far.

    One of the many significance of this training is that it is remembered by the body.

    Yuut, who is still a fool, has no choice but to learn from experience. Believe me, one day, there will come a day when I will be a fool.

    "Well, let''s do it"

    The next thing you should do is overcome your fears. What Yut chose for this was a rough cure.

    "Mage''s Armor"

    When you release one page from the spell document into the cleavage universe, it turns into a particle of light as you swirl around the operator.

    Defensive membrane regenerated in a pure magic force field. That wraps Yut''s whole body.

    Not even sheet metal armor (platemails), but you can expect a defensive effect to be as good as the chest armor armor (braces and plates) that Valtrude is equipped with.

    Using only a self-reinforcing spell, Yuut pulled the scoop he was borrowing from Valtrude out of his backpack.

    All you have to do is take the preserved food and water bag and send the backpack to the hammock with the Rope Art (Rope Trick) spell, which still has the effect time.

    Sleeping beds stretched between the trees shake, but do not fall because they are tightly tied.

    Exactly, Yut was relieved.

    Just hold Scop and the spell document. I mean, don''t have the crossbow I''ve been using.

    Yut split into the back of the woods.

    The bug''s voice, the leaking day, the smell of the forest, the breeze that blows freshly.

    I feel it, but I''m not conscious.

    Anyway, hunt the beast with this hand. That was the only thing that accounted for Yut''s thought.

    No longer, the question of whether Yut can convince himself. The only way to get Tertione to judge you is with the results.

    Not much. But wander through the woods with a clear purpose.

    Fulfilled, Yut''s hopes were to be fulfilled early.

    Totally. As if it were a passage from a nursery rhyme, the two met.

    The fur is rubbish.

    Eyes run blood.

    Raise your voice of intimidation.

    Fangs and nails are sharp.

    - Wolf.

    Third encounter.

    Now it was not the herd, it was the turn of the two. No, I don''t know if it''s a combination of men and women. The only thing I''m sure of is the pair. It is also unclear whether it is part of the herd we have encountered so far.

    unconsciously, strengthens muscles throughout the body.

    Thoughts turn white.

    That was supposed to happen.

    "The Spirit of Counter Strike (Reciprocal Aura)"

    So I decided to do this from the start.

    Take control of the destination and activate the theoretical spell.

    Yellow spirits surrounded Yut and the wolves.

    But that''s all. The spell has been activated, but nothing happens.

    To a wolf, there''s no way you can understand a theoretical spell.

    I did something odd, but nothing happened.

    In other words, a good opportunity has arrived.

    That''s all I know.

    Sharing left and right, he makes a bite attack on Yut''s ankle¡­ but his fangs bounced back against the force field of pure magic.

    "Wow, wow."

    The wolf raises the discomfort.

    It''s like taking a treat in front of you. It would be natural to be dissatisfied.

    And it''s also natural that Yut doesn''t need to consider it.

    "Raaah."

    He raised his voice from the bottom of his belly, looked firmly at the wolf, and waved down the scoop with all his might.

    I can''t handle it.

    The cutting-edge of Scop vainly passes where the wolf has retreated.

    A wolf will eat it by poking at the gap, but once again it was played with the Mage''s Armor (Force Mail).

    After that, its repetition.

    This attack did not hit.

    Wolf fangs are bounced before they reach Yut.

    Valtrude''s powerful and beautiful sword moves are distant, low-level muddy.

    But this is all Yut can do.

    We just have to do what we can.

    So, how long has it been?

    The equilibrium that kept the two wolves against each other - collapsed.

    Finally, a wolf''s fang penetrated the force field of pure magic to scratch Yut''s leg.

    "Knock."

    It''s a scratch from intent, but the scratch is still a scratch. Evidence that you can be hurt.

    In tune with that, the wolves attack on the calf even more - they couldn''t.

    The equilibrium has broken.

    On Yut''s side.

    "Khuuuuuuuu"

    "That took!

    The First Staircase''s Theoretical Spell, The Spirit of Counter Strike (Reciprocal Aura).

    Whoever injures an operator within that range is attacked by the curse of debilitation.

    So to speak, a spell of retribution.

    Temporarily, but to a wolf whose limbs shriveled and faded rapidly, Yut waved down the scoop.

    With all the pain, do your best.

    Two, three times and.

    "Gang."

    Dull feeling.

    Lives in constant response.

    My dog passed and was immediately overwritten by a bloody wren.

    There is no time to immerse yourself in emotion.

    "Are you just watching!?"

    "Gua, lulululululu"

    The remaining wolves roam barking.

    Not missing that gap, Yut stuck out a bloody scoop of paint.

    That stabs the base of the wolf''s leg and deprives him of his mobility.

    The equilibrium collapsed.

    It didn''t take long for the settlement to arrive.

    "Are you done..."

    Yut closed his eyes softly as he deposited his weight in the folding scoop.

    If surrounded, the enemy cannot be controlled by a spell alone that inhibits the attack.

    However, if the Spirit of Counter Strike (Reciprocal Aura) starts with the operator.

    At the very least, I can bring it in for discussion.

    And I got more results than I discussed.

    Yut, who tried to turn back his heel with the body intact, punched him in the face.

    Now my leg hurts.

    This is the pain Ren has suffered. No, it''s only part of it.

    With that in mind, there was nothing to say.

    "Wolves are no big deal."

    Yes. There is no way a human can fight a sorcerer (wizard) if he squeezes his wits.

    Preparation. Always, must be prepared. We must create a favourable battlefield.

    If you can''t do that, buy as much time as you can.

    With Valtroude, he''ll rush right at you even if he gets hit unintentionally.

    With Larsia, he''ll calmly cover for you.

    With Exile, it would wipe us out at an overwhelming rate.

    What Yut should do is survive properly until then.

    With Alcia, he heals me as long as I live.

    So we need to grow in this forest.

    To be strong enough to have an adventure with everyone.

    The results will be visited in concrete form the following day.

 614 08. Level Up

    The time had come, suddenly.

    There was no foretaste, no hunch.

    "... that? You know what I mean? You know... Right, that''s what happened...... whoa!

    Upon revenge on the wolf and returning to the hammock on the tree, Yut was excited to have a scroll (scroll) in his hand. Everyone who knows him is astonished.

    I''ve only ever understood blurry, second staircase science spells.

    The configuration formula was now understandable. Softly as water stains across. As it should be, clearly.

    No matter how much you could not practice, one day suddenly you will be able to do it in action.

    I didn''t expect a day to taste the same feeling as football, even in magic.

    Yuut''s mouth thirsty for excitement, not because he was eating his rusty portable food.

    "Transparency, Spider''s Thread, Hot Blocks, and Safe Zone spells would be such a struggle from the beginning..."

    Rolls of various spells (scrolls) that were brought to you for learning. Take them out of the backpack and start reading them to eat.

    Transparency (Transparency), which makes the object transparent according to the spell name.

    When you act hostile to someone, you solve it, but vice versa, it also means you can always set up an unintentional strike. It would be covetous from Larsia.

    Spider Yarn (Silk Web) Summons Adhesive Yarn.

    Support will be needed in all corners, but the Spider''s Thread (Silk Web), released over a wide area, restrains the population lightly.

    A dolphin-shaped mass of flame lingers in the material realm and burns its surroundings, "Hot Blocks (Dolphin Flame)".

    You can also follow the operator''s control and move some distance. That is, persist. Shooting once and not ending is particularly useful for mages (wizards) who have a limit on how many spells they use a day.

    And the Safe Zone (Knife Trick) focuses on knives pierced into the ground to create an entrance into the narrow dimensional realm, a theoretical spell that can accommodate up to eight human-sized creatures.

    Duration is 8 hours. You''ll be able to sleep well without a watch.

    "Naturally, they''re all more user-friendly than the first staircase spell... I''m not an apprentice, but I know exactly what the first staircase is."

    Yut, who was excited that what he could have done had spread at once, sighs in disgust. It''s manic-depressive like the most famous detective in the world, but naturally in a way.

    "Safe Zone (Knife Trick)", if I could use it from the beginning, so would Ren... "

    Both shoulders get heavier and heavier with fatigue.

    Thoughts that I recognized as having grown sufficiently in about the first staircase.

    The angst of why I couldn''t remember sooner.

    If you look down, you only regret it, and if you look up, it''s endless.

    "... no, it''s all untrained"

    Yut wrapped the scroll and the spell in a backpack. Instead, take out the scoop of Valtrude, who slaughtered and shaken the wolf.

    "Repair"

    Fix the borrowing with a spell and get back to the starting point.

    A theoretical spell is just a tool, no matter how great it is. It''s up to the user to keep it alive or kill it.

    And no matter how many science spells or moments you can stop, you can''t even unwind them.

    "For now, let''s go to sleep"

    In an excited current state, I didn''t think I could discern the spell.

    I just have to reset it once.

    Yut lay on a hammock on a tree, forcing his eyes to close.

    An unsupported, life-threatening bunk.

    Nonetheless, after a while, Yut began to take a nap.

    It should be thoroughly inspected so that accidents do not occur with the equipment you have provided.

    For some reason, because I had such trust.

    Of course, I''m sure Larsia will be telling you about that one after she leaves.

    For Yut now, I was even looking forward to that.

    "Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

    "Bumooooooo"

    The page cut off from the spell document became an arrow of light, which forcefully punched the nose of the boar that ran this way.

    Not one bottle, but two more.

    Exactly couldn''t defeat it alone, but enough to show strength.

    Yuut missed it as it was as the hilly boar ate the bubbles and escaped. I didn''t get proof that I defeated him, but I don''t value him there anymore.

    On my own, that would be enough if I had the real feeling that I had grown.

    And I realized that with the Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) spell.

    As the power of the operator increases, existing spells also increase in power and duration. In that case, the once useless spells also change nature and ratings.

    A magician (wizard) is one who has to make the best choices by identifying changing environments and conditions.

    If we''re going to have an adventure with the Valtrudes, at least we have to clear it there.

    "Do you have five days left to finish school?"

    Exactly, I don''t think we''ll proceed to the next staircase again.

    The third staircase, the final stage of the Mage (Wizard), is also a symbolic Fireball spell, and I want to be able to use it as soon as possible.

    But don''t be in a hurry. Right now, we should do a solid consolidation here.

    "And then I just want to try the second staircase spell..."

    Yeah, well, there''s no way you can conveniently encounter a beast.

    When I tried to return to the hammock on the tree without greed.

    "I''m surrounded... na"

    I don''t know how many times it''s gonna be now.

    In the woods. I don''t see it in depressed and lush grass, but I could tell by the signs.

    "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

    What appeared with a low groaning voice was a bunch of wolves.

    I''m totally the one who caused it.

    Yut sharpens his gaze and makes his expression rude.

    The eyes of the wolves, with Yut as their prey - did not see it alone.

    Vengeance.

    That appears both in your gaze and in your voice.

    Yut totally thought he had a revenge, but not from the other side.

    One pushed him into a serious injury, but he didn''t put it in his stomach.

    He had to withdraw, and he could have escaped.

    And the fellow herd was also slaughtered.

    I don''t know exactly how much I recognize that.

    And we won''t be talking about how easy it is to clean up with deductions.

    Still, obviously negative.

    The reason Yut was targeted was enough.

    But there''s not a single reason they do it in silence.

    "Spider Thread (Silk Web)"

    Yut cast a spell so that he could fall back and fit the entire wolf herd into the range of effects.

    It was a debut in action, but the activation was perfect.

    White adhesive yarns appear to support the surrounding trees and ground.

    It tangled up the wolves that were about to strike Yut. Not only does the Spider Thread (Silk Web) fill the surrounding area as it is.

    If this was a dungeon aisle, it would have been completely blocked.

    "Cawununununununungah"

    You can''t eat a thousand pieces of Spider Thread (Silk Web) with your nails or fangs, but you get tangled up on the contrary.

    The duration of this spell is about 20 minutes.

    Weak for flames, but wolves can''t even use them.

    You can no longer say that you held the full power of the biocidal appropriation.

    This is another spell I might have had to keep Ren out of such sight if I could have used it that night.

    So I will continue to increase the sign called Spell so that I never regret it like that again.

    Yut makes up his mind as he looks at the boring wolves.

    - At that time.

    I made a buckwheat noise and something came down from over my head.

    "What!?"

    It''s not that big.

    Exquisite, is it about the same size as a horse?

    But that''s winged. Unless it has scales and thick nails that burn red.

    Flaming exhalations (braces) emanating from mouths that were not yet big caught the wolves in the Spider''s Thread (Silk Web).

    "Dragon... what... well... there was a dragon..."

    What I remember is that night.

    The roar of the monster king in this world drove the wolf herd away, but not only because Yut''s spell was good.

    It existed.

    There was an organism thought to be capable of roaring that monster king.

    I was in this forest.

    That turns the reptile''s gullible eyes to Yut.

    Scary.

    From its vertically cracked eyes there was an unspeakable sense of sadism.

    It''s like a child watering an ant''s nest with pleasure.

    Unmalicious brutality.

    Pure, cloudless violence.

    Mere coincidence.

    You don''t recognize Yut or anything, you just wanted to go through with it?

    Or have you come to visit because there are animals (...) nearby the territory recently?

    I don''t know.

    It''s impossible to guess the will of a dragon on a human being.

    The thing is for sure, yes.

    Looking at the wolf sorcerer (Yut), the red dragon (Red Dragon) shook Ni.

    That''s just it.

 615 09. Things to chase, those to be chased

    "Gigga gaaaa!!!!

    "Knock."

    An ear-bearing growl.

    The magical effect - not yet.

    No matter how much the Red Dragon, the individual in front of you is like a newborn chick.

    It does not have the overwhelming spirituality (aura) to fill its surroundings with fear, nor the ability to defend itself physically and magically.

    Still, the threat is real.

    He stood on the wreckage that burned down the wolves and opened his mouth wide again.

    A flaming exhale (brace) is coming.

    Now that he realizes he can''t escape, Yut lays low on the ground and manages to overdo it...... but.

    "... are you playing"

    But the expected flame did not come.

    Giggly and dirty laughing red dragon chick in front of Yuut, who fell to the ground on her own and got muddy.

    Absolute kings at the top of the ecosystem have no fine dust such as cuteness, even children. It was just hateful.

    "What to do... What to do..."

    A spell written on a spell document. Spells left on the scroll.

    I cruise my thoughts desperately while falling to the ground, but no opening measures emerge.

    "Gah, gah, gah"

    Small as a dragon.

    But a red dragon that floats about the same body as a horse and falls to Yut.

    "No time to think."

    Avoid that crushing attack by managing to roll over the ground.

    "Damn, damn..."

    But unluckily, the dragon''s toenail caught Yut''s left arm.

    Try it as a dragon, it might just have been twisted.

    But it''s just human. That, too, was fatal for Earth''s high school students.

    While I manage to get up, I hold the spell document aside and hold the wound. But blood never stops flowing.

    It stings and hurts. Afraid to see how deep it is.

    Somewhere calm, waiting to use the supplied magic medicine (potion) is blood loss.

    "Now you can''t even use a spell..."

    It''s not a game. You will encounter strong opponents before being unreasonable.

    It''s not a game. It can''t be convenient to lose once, grow and try again... etc.

    If you lose, you die.

    It''s not a world of death and end, but I don''t even think you''re going to bother to bring me back to life with your money.

    If we lose, we''re done.

    I can''t even see Valtrude.

    I can''t even go back to Earth.

    So, that''s it.

    "Shit, shit."

    Yut ran.

    I can''t afford to use a spell. With the remaining spell, I can''t even guess what I can do.

    So Yut ran.

    "Gah, gah, gah"

    Don''t go away.

    The Red Dragon chick wings after Yut''s back.

    Occasionally, as I recall, I roll out my nails and aim at Yut.

    "Knock."

    "Gah."

    Instead of attacking it, I guess it''s more about watching him panic.

    Turn yourself around, increase your speed and try to escape somehow.

    "Gah."

    So again, the Red Dragon chick gave a pleasant voice.

    Sturdy toy.

    That''s an unattainable existence for the Red Dragon.

    "Ha, ugh, ha..."

    Yut ran. Pompous and bleeding, I kept running.

    Ancient wound knee hurts. Even when I was active in the football club, I''ve never been so desperate. It makes me laugh through the pain.

    Still, Yut ran. I also forgot the pain in the wound and kept running.

    No destination, no math, just ran to escape the Sickle of Reaper.

    I''m about to be taken off my legs by the descendants, and even if I cut my face with branches, I dare to go through the depressed woods so that the Red Dragon tracks slowly.

    Run.

    Run.

    Run.

    I opened wide in front of him and ran into the river.

    Did it rain upstream? Pretty fast flowing.

    I cruised for a moment.

    "Better than a dragon, you know!

    The spells and scrolls (potions) are properly waterproof.

    Believing that information my master had told me, I jumped into the river with momentum.

    Cold water feels good on my lit body.

    The blood flowing from the wounds on his arm disappears into the river.

    In no time the rapids capture the body and carry it downstream regardless of the clothes that are heavy with moisture.

    "Wow, pup."

    Grab the driftwood and manage to get the wound out of the water.

    "Gigagagagagaga"

    There, the frustrating Red Dragon chick flies like an attack "Fly By Attack". Approaching in a plundering and flying orbit, he sees a claw attack.

    "Up."

    But Yut''s body sank just as the stream merged. Because of this, the nail cuts the sky and collapses its posture.

    My distance has opened like never before.

    "Gagaga"

    Red Dragon chick finally gave up tracking.

    I breathed a sigh of relief, too, during the bundle.

    "This sound...... waterfall!?"

    The sound of water falling.

    Plus, a faster flow.

    Fall into a waterfall kettle.

    Somewhere, I thought I heard a childhood friend say, "That''s a survival flag on the contrary".

    He hurries to let go of the driftwood and attaches it to the large rock that was looming in front of him.

    "I''m not the hero."

    If he was the protagonist, he''d be dressed up and defeating the dragon with a spell.

    Yet reality manages to cling to the rocks.

    Yut did what he could for sure.

    In other words, while frowning at the wound on his arm, he carefully aims at the bank of the river to avoid slipping slightly.

    If this were a movie, it would be where driftwood would flow and slip your legs at the heart of it.

    "If it''s a shark movie, don''t let a shark attack you, even in the river"

    Grade B I saw as a childhood friend. No, it reminds me of a C-level movie. For some reason, it was an unscrupulous film with sharks in the depths of the Amazon.

    It was so boring, but the memories empowered Yut.

    So, your strength has been restored? Or did the goddess of luck finally look at this one?

    I managed to cross the river and escape the crisis.

    He falls into the riverbank and throws his whole body out.

    Stiff stones don''t bother me at all.

    I took the magic medicine (potion) out of the lumbar retainer (holder) and drank it out in one breath, trying to catch my breath and remembering the pain in the wound.

    Even if the wound heals, your strength just doesn''t matter. You can''t even stand up, and Yut stares at the hatefully blue sky.

    "I''m glad Ren''s not here..."

    What came to mind in that situation was a little sister apprentice.

    "Are you serious..."

    I managed to recover my strength and strength and returned to the hammock on the tree only after the sun went down.

    But no hammock already existed there.

    "How did you know where I was based..."

    The tree was safe, but in the meantime the hammock was burned down with the backpack that was left behind.

    Obviously, Red Dragon chick offense.

    If I had grown a little more, I wouldn''t have gotten in here. Where I could have done it because I was a chick.

    Strength falls out of my whole body and I want to twitch.

    ... All the while, Yut focuses on what he can do.

    "I have no choice. Today at the original campsite..."

    But that didn''t work either.

    "Are you serious..."

    The original campsite was also beautifully burned down.

    Or maybe it''s the depression sunshine that missed Yut - eight hits.

    "What are we going to do, this..."

    Don''t let go of the spell document.

    Rolls (scrolls) and magic potions (potions) are also safe in the lumbar retainer (holder). Rather than that, I also valued it more than my own body when it was being flushed in the river.

    In the first place, there is no problem because it is also able to withstand the barbarity of the adventurer.

    Conversely, that''s all Yut has.

    The scoop I kept from Valtrude has also been lost.

    "Ha ha ha..."

    All I could do was laugh.

    That laugh is vain, too.

    "... wait, calm down. Don''t abandon yourself. If we lose our cool here, we''re really done."

    Beating himself on the cheek, Yut forcefully regained reason.

    But that doesn''t come to mind with the idea of resurrection.

    In the meantime, you have to let your body and mind rest.

    There is only one way to do this.

    Do we have to use "Safety Zone (Knife Trick)"...?

    A theoretical spell that centers on a knife pierced into the ground to create an entrance to the narrow dimensional realm and accommodates up to eight human-sized creatures.

    Can be used from a scroll.

    But is it easy to use? Yut thinks as he grabs the retainer (holder).

    Scrolls have two uses.

    One is for learning magicians (wizards).

    The contents of the scroll will be lost, but instead it will be engraved into the magician''s (wizard) brain and transcribed into a spell document that can be used as a spell of its own.

    The other is the use of unleashing the spell as it is.

    Likewise, the contents of the scroll are lost, but there are advantages to being able to use spells beyond the number of times a day is used.

    What bothers Yut is that once you use the Safe Zone (Knife Trick) scroll here, that''s it. Because I won''t be able to use it after tomorrow.

    Sleep today?

    Is it safe after tomorrow?

    "I don''t know, it''s decided. I have to survive today. I''m not coming tomorrow."

    Completely, in the dilemma of the poor.

    I was aware of that, but there was nothing I could do.

    "Safety zone (knife trick)"

    A scroll takes the form of a knife in the air and pierces the ground.

    When Yut touched it, he moved in an instant to a white space that was nowhere in the world.

    It was already the limit.

    Yut fell and fell to faint.

    And I slept like mud.

 616 10. Travel

    The Safe Zone (Knife Trick) spell finally gave Yuut a big break.

    But that was the beginning of hell.

    "Totally, you''re going to lock me on..."

    I got my stuff burned down and there''s only a few pieces of food left to carry.

    Wherever I try to go hunting there, the Red Dragon chick flies in from nowhere.

    The life-saving chase with the Red Dragon chick begins.

    Run through the woods and get ahead when you run around as dense a tree as possible.

    Trying to escape into the cave I stumbled upon, I barely said I''d just be cornered.

    Again, throw yourself in the river.

    Using a spell, he escaped with his life.

    Naturally, I don''t get food.

    I manage to only secure water and survive by cutting down portable food. It seems like a long time ago when Ren and I laughed bitterly at the taste of mobile food.

    That doesn''t end the day yet.

    Exhausted Yut tried to reveal the night on a large branch because the ground was dangerous.

    You can''t even sleep properly, but it''s better than dying.

    Though I didn''t have any experience climbing trees, humans, if I''m desperate, it seems I can handle it.

    Yet, at night. I hear dragon growls regularly.

    Each time, even though they are pulled out of shallow sleep.

    "Seriously, enjoy it..."

    This situation lasts for a few more days.

    Mentally, physically, and materially.

    In every way, he was being hunted down.

    The only way I can be such a yut is to even figure out how to survive.

    If there were Valtrude or Exile, it would be defeated from the front.

    Larsia would have squarely struck a surprise and pierced the steeple of the dragon.

    With Alcia, do we use defensive spells that play Red Dragon attacks? Or it would have weakened the enemy.

    "Weakened¡­?"

    Yut has no sword or bow.

    Attack magic isn''t exactly a one-hit special either.

    Then we have no choice but to poke at the enemy''s weakness.

    "When it comes to the weakness of the Red Dragon, is it cold air..."

    But if you make it lousy and intense, you just make it serious.

    Besides, I don''t even think I''m leaving my weaknesses intact.

    It''s packed.

    "Tomorrow is the last day, and if we escape to the rendezvous point..."

    I said it myself and realized I couldn''t.

    If you notice how it''s different than usual, you''ll stop playing and come to terms.

    Somehow, we have to fight back from here.

    "If you can''t defeat it, take away your body''s freedom... and if you can do that, you won''t struggle. Then use the environment? Lock me in a cave or somewhere...... ''Cause it''s easy to catch a cunning guy? Besides, I''m gonna get caught up in this, right? But exploiting the alarm that he has an overwhelming advantage..."

    It''s dark and you can''t read back spells or hand-held scrolls.

    Rely solely on memory, check your own bills and assemble the operation.

    "Oh well. The effect time was short, and it didn''t make any sense except for the exhalation attack (brace), but I used it from my master''s scroll beforehand..."

    Immerse yourself in the planning of the operation.

    On the way, the Red Dragon chick roared.

    Yet Yut doesn''t realize it.

    It concentrated so deeply and deeply and put together one operation.

    "Let''s get ready. We just have to do it."

    It will be the last day, the dawn of that day.

    Determined to execute the operation, which Ren would never have recruited if he had been with him, Yut took only a little dormancy.

    "Hey, we''re playing till today."

    "Giggly"

    Scales like red, red balls (ruby).

    Eyes like chunks of malice.

    An unpleasant voice like rubbing glass together.

    I''m tired of watching it. I''m tired of hearing it.

    Yuut, who was waiting for the Red Dragon chick on the riverbank, looked up to heaven dauntingly.

    The cheeks are covered and a neighborhood is formed beneath the eyes.

    But those eyes had not shivered and lost their vibrancy.

    I guess I didn''t like those eyes. The Red Dragon chick lowered her body, which was as good as a passenger horse, all at once and waved her claws.

    "Gah, gah, gah."

    "Ugh."

    I managed to wipe it with one hair - I couldn''t cut it and managed to defend myself with the Mage''s Armor (Force Mail) defensive membrane.

    "Damn, I can''t do it!

    While the Red Dragon chick was in position, Yut escaped as a shedding.

    "Giggly"

    Soon, the Red Dragon chick flies with wings flapping.

    Feeling the extra-large pressure from behind, Yut ran. I feel like I''ve run for another lifetime, but that''s where my life ends.

    "Do you flesh out when a lion-chased rabbit escapes? The point is, we''re not ready. ''

    The famous Belle quote crosses the back of his brain. In that sense, it was already ready.

    "That''s it for the chase!

    A few minutes later.

    At the same time as declaring, Yut fled into the cave he had previously found.

    Even Red Dragon chicks are big enough to get in if you can''t.

    "Giggle, giggle, giggle"

    As he grins, the Fire Dragon follows the sorcerer (wizard) into the cave.

    I''ve been waiting for you.

    At the end of the cave. Is there a small rift, or the light is shooting from the ceiling?

    So Yut, who was waiting, slit a page from the spell document and cast a spell.

    "Cold Air Road, Rail of Cold"

    Theoretical spells on the first staircase.

    Fill the space 10 meters ahead of the yut with cold air, causing damage to the cold air that accumulates only for the minute of the distance travelled.

    A closed space called a cave. The only way to get close is through this cold air path.

    How clever.

    No, a tearful effort.

    It exhales (braces) of fire, grinning at it.

    "Gahhhhhh"

    Lightly extinguish the Cold Air Road "Rail of Cold" and leave Yut on fire.

    - It should have been.

    I''ve been waiting for him.

    Red spirituality (aura) had wrapped Yut''s entire body, disabling the effects of the fire attribute.

    "Source Defense (Resist Element)", a second staircase spell that was used in advance from a scroll.

    Later, the lower spell of the Spirit Circle Guardian (Elemental Circle), which the Yuts love to use, it was the Master Tertione who prepared this scroll.

    It has a longer effect time and a higher defensive effect than Yut uses.

    "Gah, gah, gah"

    The Red Dragon chick comes running wild.

    Naturally. Nails and fangs are alive and well. All you have to do is cleave with it.

    But Yut didn''t see the Red Dragon chick anymore.

    "Crush"

    "Giggy."

    Destroy the structure, the second staircase''s theoretical spell "Crush".

    Of course, on Red Dragon chicks - it doesn''t work on creatures.

    What I aimed for was the entrance to the cave. Its ceiling.

    Explosion, as if a bomb had been planted.

    It quickly collapsed and the cave was blocked.

    Buried alive.

    Red Dragon chicks are disappointed to see if they''ve gone crazy because of fear.

    But that''s not what Yut found out.

    As planned, use the last spell.

    "Spider Change"

    Likewise, the theoretical spell of the second staircase.

    Last spell of the day.

    Huge - even so, as a spider - "Spider Change (Spiderform)" turns into a poisonous spider (Polymorph).

    Yuut, who turned into a spider in an instant, moved from wall to ceiling ignoring the Red Dragon chick.

    Out of the rift there.

    "Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle."

    Red Dragon chick gives a frustrating growl, but it doesn''t matter anymore.

    When he quickly cut off the maintenance of the spell and returned to his original appearance, Yut ran away.

    The last spell is Spider Change (Spiderform), which does not help Dragon opponents.

    To that bet, Yut won.

    Everything went well.

    All you have to do is run to the rendezvous point. Just score a goal.

    Running, Yut remembers.

    I got a fever, Len.

    For her, the first science spell I could use.

    The feeling and the emotion.

    The first feeling I took my life.

    despair when Ren was seriously injured.

    Then......

    "Yabe, it''s a running lantern."

    It''s not even on the edge. Yes, the moment I laughed bitterly.

    "Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle."

    I''m used to hearing it.

    The growl I was accustomed to hearing hardened my smile.

    "You''ve already escaped."

    Too soon.

    There''s more to the goal.

    You can break your lungs.

    I don''t mind if my heart ruptures.

    Anyway, Yut ran. Even the ready rabbit ran so far that his legs seemed to break a thousand times.

    Still, things that run through the earth are no match for things that fly through the sky.

    Suddenly, the sun went up.

    "Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle."

    What does that mean?

    An oxygen deficient brain gives recognition - before.

    The forest, it''s over.

    "Yut, you worked so hard"

    "Va...... l......?

    "I''m here, too!

    If you''re hallucinating, you don''t need Larsia. Just Valtrude. Only good.

    "I mean, reality... or...?

    "That''s right!

    A meadow species (Magner) quickly unleashes an arrow.

    That didn''t go past aim and shot through the wings of the Red Dragon chick.

    It didn''t go upside down - but it stalls and falls like a cone.

    "Gah, gah!"

    "Weak meat, it would certainly be the basis of the world"

    Quiet.

    With a sense of intimidation, Valtrude draws out his long sword (long sword) and approaches.

    "But it is also the law of the universe that evil perishes"

    Originally, for hundreds of years. No, a dragon that might browse the millennium.

    Among them, the mighty Red Dragon.

    "I mean, it''s relieving the stress Yut couldn''t put out until he got here!

    "That''s what I''m talking about"

    But the future did not come.

    Flash.

    The Red Dragon chick takes the blade of righteousness upon herself, short. I put the curtain down in too short a lifetime.

    "Val......"

    "Are you hurt?

    "Bad. Scoop, it''s gone..."

    "Yut......"

    "And thank you. Thanks... Really..."

    "Totally, there''s no choice."

    I willingly avoided only what would result in Valtrude. Instead, a nagging and falling yuut.

    Thereupon, Tertione reveals himself, soaked with purple smoke.

    Sounds like you''ve grown up.

    "I admit that. I mean, otherwise, it''s totally unacceptable..."

    Yut had no reason to know at this time.

    Later, I didn''t know I would turn to imposing similar training.

    Besides, not in the woods, but in Nara.

    The only inn and liquor store in the village of Ozlic.

    In that corner, a feast had been held since daylight.

    "So celebrate Yut''s survival."

    "I want you to celebrate your accomplishments, not your survival. I mean, it''s the second time..."

    "You can''t take it off with Ren."

    I have no choice but to meet Larsia for a cup.

    Mouth the honey wine (mead) to the point of dampening the tongue, but there was no smile on Yut.

    "When we focus on survival, we don''t really know what we went to do."

    "In fact, I survived a dragon opponent, even though it''s a chick, and hey"

    "The interpretation of the area depends on the person, but I''m sure it''s gotten bigger around the corner"

    "Really?

    Exile praised him straight, and Yut hung up.

    The banquet seat started and my first smile.

    "Eh? Something about me and Egg treating you differently? No more, no less?

    "Why do you think you can treat me like an old man in Exile"

    Yut, who said so, was a true face.

    "Terrible, Yuut! When you were new here, you called me Mr. Larsia!

    Larsia seemed a little happy.

    "Anyway, Tertione gave you permission to go on an adventure, didn''t he?

    "Yeah. Not everyone tells me they''re exempt, though."

    Still, it should be at least at the provisional exemption level.

    All we have to do is level up on the ground.

    "Then our vacation will be over. Val, are you thinking about what you''re gonna do?

    "Hmmm......"

    Valtrude was drinking quietly.

    Of course I blessed you, but I haven''t exposed my emotions excessively.

    Yut can do it. That''s what I believed, and it became real.

    Just be quiet, put your arms together and nod. No further reactions required.

    People say it''s chewing up joy.

    "We would like to continue our search for Prince Alsace."

    "But it was over a decade ago, wasn''t it?

    A group that worships evil gods called the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil).

    It was Alsace, Prince of the great Rotosilt, who went missing in the war against that force. By virtue of his fianc¨¦e, a large number of requests for searches have been made.

    And it''s the adventurers who are taking it on.

    "I''m sorry to say, but it''s already... isn''t that it?

    "But I don''t respond to resuscitation spells. That means you''re gonna be alive, right?

    "Huh? You can resuscitate him without a body?

    "If it''s the highest divine spell."

    "That''s awesome..."

    And there''s no reason not to use it against a prince of a country.

    "But, Alcia. I heard it costs about 25,000 pieces of gold, right?

    "Are you serious?"

    "Yeah, that''s how much it costs just to pay for the catalyst."

    I don''t know which god denomination you asked for, but you will need to make a move in addition to the necessary expenses. We''re talking about a realm that the common people can''t even imagine.

    "At least, more than 100 million¡­. Well, I guess it''s cheap if you think of it as the price of life..."

    To the culture gap, Yuuto gives a groaning voice.

    Not a year after here, "25,000 gold coins? It''s expensive to say, but if you need it, why don''t you buy it?" I never expected it to feel like money.

    "In the first place, it was in the middle of this request that I met Yut."

    "Oh, is that what''s going to happen..."

    "That''s not what you care about, is it?

    Yut was convinced of Alcia''s follow up with a crimson eyelid.

    This request also serves as a search for clues to return to Earth.

    Then there''s no reason to say no to Yut. Instead, I''m so sorry.

    "Okay. Keep it up."

    Larsia poured a beer (mead) replacement into Yut''s cup bowing her head.

    "Yes. Well, cheers again!

    "I would have done it already"

    "Look, Val, don''t even look at her. Fuller joy."

    "I don''t see her face!?"

    "Yut, I''m counting on you."

    "Nice to meet you..."

    Exile raises a wooden jock where the ale is poured.

    Yut was reflexively meeting the cup.

    "Val, you''re taking the back, aren''t you?

    "It wouldn''t be a matter of order, would it?

    Meanwhile, I controlled Larsia with my gaze. The meadow race (Magner) gave way to the good looks of the likes of the likes.

    "Yut, you don''t have to work hard on your own anymore. Let''s make up for each other''s shortcomings."

    "Oh, yeah......"

    Kind of sounds like a proposal.

    I can''t tell you that, and I drank up some honey wine (mead) after the cup was beaten.

    I can''t just stay with the Brewers.

    It was now at this moment that the fate of the various worlds was decided.

 617 01. Its unbeatable

    On that day, the blue sky was spreading without a cloud.

    The wind is refreshing, neither hot nor cold.

    Soon after we arrived at Farv''s fortress. Like when I played in the river and raised my mind.

    Even on such a day, Yut was at work.

    The salvation would be going for a walk with the children when the norm is over. It must be a pleasant memory.

    However, such a future was wrapped in darkness by a single visitor.

    "Whoa, you''re doing it, right? Impressive."

    Falv''s Castle. An office that can be called the castle of Uto.

    Today, as Waltroode packed his paperwork, the grassland tribe (Magner) came aboard as a matter of course.

    "Yuto, aren''t you independent?

    Independence? What are you talking about?

    I don''t have any plans.

    I''m not admitting it, but I''m careful not to waste time and keep my eyes off the paperwork.

    To put it further, I don''t care about such a state.

    Both of you.

    "Huh? That''s boring. Isn''t that boring?"

    "If Larsia is independent of this world, I would be willing to help her."

    "It''s not independence, it''s banishment!?"

    I see. One-way ticket. "

    Too bad

    "I have a one-way ticket...?

    Unable to understand the meaning from the bottom of his heart, Yut finally raised his face.

    I guess this is more damaging than I''m willing to take care of.

    It was as usual today.

    (If you''re trying to annoy me, you''re dealing with him properly.)

    And Valtroude smiled softly, signing carefully. In the beauty of heaven, you can feel motherhood and compassion.

    If you hit Ut with that question, he''d say, "We''re done dealing with it, but ignoring it will do more damage."

    Imagine that, the chapel knight (Paladin) smiled again.

    In a sense, it is outside the mosquito net, but I don''t care.

    Daily scenery that has been carried out many times since we first met.

    Since then, positions and relationships have changed a lot.

    However, some things remain the same. It seems to Valtrode to be a very loving thing.

    However, Waltrode''s memory is somewhat fabricated.

    That''s right, Larsia didn''t make it this far in person. Rather, he was alert to the sudden appearance of Uto.

    Well, that was just the beginning...

    There may be room for Valtrode''s sympathy in that regard, as it has been overwritten in all subsequent impressions.

    "So, we''re talking about independence.

    "Of course, I''m independent of this Rothschild kingdom."

    "Larsia!?"

    Waltroode, who had been watching, could not help but speak up.

    Bomb. Poison. I''m not talking about that level. It''s a matter of global security.

    The Duke of Istas is independent from the Kingdom of Rothschild.

    Just showing that will will shake the world. It could be a spark after the death of the Vega Empire.

    "Neither do I, nor do you."

    "Oh, I wouldn''t do that."

    "I know. But you can''t, right?

    "If it''s possible or impossible, yes."

    What are you talking about?

    Yut calms down Valtroude, who was working at another desk with his gesture.

    "But I don''t do it because it''s more disadvantageous than the benefits."

    Really ~?

    "You can''t help lying. Or are you going to overwork me to death?"

    "But now? If you think about the future, don''t you have independence?

    Yut, who was waving his hand to get rid of the insects, stopped moving.

    So Valtrode learns that the language of the prairie tribe makes sense.

    "Larsia, what''s going on?

    "That''s not my job. Why don''t we talk about this with Yut? I''m a couple."

    "Uh-huh. Couples.... Yeah, me and Yut are a couple."

    "Keep the baby and let it shine there!?"

    The grassland race distorts its face in pain and suppresses its heart.

    "Impossible. Do what you have to do...."

    Just like that, I staggered two or three steps.

    "When I killed one of them, the flow didn''t change. The era itself has become a tide, and I''m looking for a new world (paradigm shift)...."

    He seamlessly exited, talking like a passionate revolutionary.

    "As always, Larsia....."

    With a bitter smile on the beauty that even the gods of beauty must be able to produce, Valtrode regains consciousness of the documents to be signed -

    "No, it''s not."

    --I remember the bomb Larsia dropped.

    In other words, it''s about the children''s future. I can''t help questioning you.

    "Ut, what were you talking about?

    "Ut! Val! Didn''t I just come here?

    However, the presence of Larsia, who ran into him shortly before he could breathe, forced him to interrupt.

    She is unusually sweaty and her expression is serious.

    So Valtrode was completely relieved (...).

    "Oh, I see. It must have been Larsia''s prank."

    Hmm, I try to convince myself to go back to work.

    "What''s so calm, Val? Be more anxious and nervous!

    "Ha ha ha. But this preparation is a mess for Larsia."

    "Ut, what is Val saying!?"

    If you don''t understand, Larsia flaps her short limbs.

    "Did you slip like this? That''s right, isn''t it too much to leave and come back soon?

    "Sure, for Larsia... wait.

    Valtroude still smiles happily and wants to see it all the time.

    However, a feeling of discomfort that did not tolerate it sprouted inside the uto.

    No, I didn''t feel uncomfortable. I didn''t.

    That would be the worst thing that could happen.

    Fear, Yut tries to match the answers.

    "Hey, Larsia. I don''t know....."

    "That''s right, Yut. I''m not wrong."

    "Seriously... Was that the Minute God (Avatar)...."

    Minutes. Spirits for God in heaven to work on earth.

    It is not surprising that even though you have just put your feet on the floor, you can create more divine bodies than you have the power of God.

    No wonder...

    "Why is the Minor suddenly..."

    "Somehow, I woke up in the morning and I was distracted."

    "Worse than Planaria....."

    Divinity.

    Two Larsia.

    Listen to the report.

    Yut suddenly pushed herself to the waiting desk.

 618 02. Independent cost performance

    "Larsia, it''s not good."

    "Hahahahaha. Anyway, I''m already a fine adult man. Kids can go to school."

    Larsia didn''t go to school either.

    "There you go. No. Should I still be there?

    A prairie species (Larsia) sees an albino girl expressing indifference.

    "Yes, to school under the name of life."

    "That''s not what Master Horizon Walker said."

    "Am I right?

    Larsia was intact when the blade of words flew from the utopia that was forming at the executive desk. I didn''t avoid it. There''s no need for that. It bounced back with thick skin.

    "Larsia''s the only one, it''s not good. I want more."

    "Yona, you don''t usually get any more, do you?

    "That''s why it''s so sloppy. That way you can play both at school and in the outlet."

    "Let''s discard the premise of playing with me."

    It''s an emergency, but I don''t want to spread it all at once.

    As a result, only the usual members were gathered in Uto''s office. However, Yona was somewhat regretting it.

    I don''t know why, but all of a sudden,

    Before that, it''s about Yona-chan, so let''s see which one goes to school.

    "I saw that pattern in an animation a long time ago."

    "I will never lose."

    "Do it away from Farv."

    "I''ll do it in a dragon den. One stone, two birds."

    Yona said well with her cheeks inflated a little.

    I''m not kidding, I''m serious, but I can''t say anything.

    I can''t say anything about dragons.

    "Nevertheless, there''s no need for severity or shards."

    The acorn sitting deep on the sofa and relaxing laughs joyfully. Perhaps you didn''t realize I meant it.

    Honestly, Yut didn''t want to tell Acane about Larsia.

    But if you don''t know it, you may not be able to deal with it. In other words, it was a difficult choice.

    "Nevertheless, it''s a perfect environment for fetal education. Cheap birth, no doubt."

    "Zhu, there''s no connection between the front and back."

    "Mm-hmm. Sound growth of children will require moderate stimulation."

    "Val?"

    "Well, well, what is it? It''s what Larsia calls personal feelings....."

    Alcia took off her red eyeballs just because she was close to her family, and Valtrode, who was standing next to Yut, lost his sight.

    "I apologize for the concern."

    "There''s nothing I can do about it... It''s too late to regret it.

    As for Alcia, I forgive her. But I didn''t forget that I had mutilated a dragon during pregnancy.

    "Hahahahaha. I''m mad at you."

    "Is it because of Larsia?"

    "Yeah? That''s none of my business? Must I?

    "That''s the hard part about the roots of all evil."

    "Fu, you''ve noticed. I was drawing all the pictures."

    "I don''t like it. A brave man who learns something unnecessary will be killed by a mouth seal."

    "Maybe I wanted someone to stop me...."

    "I died quick, and I left with complacency."

    Yona was reluctantly twitching her butterfly and fallen Larsia, and Xaiil, who had been silent until now, opened her eyes.

    Heavy and low buses bring the Utes back to life.

    I mean, Larsia split up.

    "It''s not division, it''s proliferation."

    I see. It''s getting worse and worse. "

    "Oh, if we split up, we''ll be at least half way there."

    Thus, the assumption that Larsia had increased was shared.

    "I''m the one who won''t tell you how many more people there are."

    "Instead, you''d be surprised to see fewer."

    "That doesn''t mean he''s dead!?"

    The convincing air flowed. Sure, it''s too bad to joke about Larsia dying. Even a wolf boy would think a little better of a lie.

    "So that''s the purpose of Larsia B....."

    "Do I have a purpose?

    "I thought you were asking Ut to be independent of the Rothschild Kingdom."

    "Technically, it''s not me... I''m not independent."

    Independence of the Duke of Istas.

    It''s certainly a big case, but...

    "It''s the same as me, but... You can''t really do it, can you, Yut?

    Well, that''s true.

    "But if I could, it would be something else."

    I see. If Yut is going to do it, me and my family will work together. "

    As always, Ex-Zail is reliable.

    Yut lowers his head in his heart. But I talked about independence.

    "Simply put, it''s a lot of trouble. And there''s more work for everyone but me."

    "Really?

    The image doesn''t boil very much.

    "First, Val becomes queen. It''s going to be more chores than ever."

    "Shouldn''t you be a eunuch there?"

    "At that time, Larsia and the old man are also nobles. I''ll make you Marquis and Border Count."

    Suicide bomber.

    Akane laughed, but she wouldn''t have reacted the same way if she had taken the throne.

    "Simply put, it''s bad costume."

    "Why don''t you take care of it at a good price?"

    "I mean, when we''re independent, we have to do our own diplomacy and defense?

    "Whatever comes, we can''t protect it."

    "Kill"

    Yona was just as simple.

    We can revive the robot.

    "Oh, you said you sunk in the ocean."

    Alsmakina was excavated on an uninhabited island in another world.

    Some features have been sealed, but you can still overspec against normal enemies.

    "Sure, when you''re a kid, you''ll feel safe."

    But when we think about what happened after the Uhts disappeared, it''s different.

    "Well, let''s say they had the power to bounce back an ordinary army. And what happens then?

    "Oh, I see. That won''t bother you. It''s funny to me."

    "If you don''t have it, if you hold it too much, it won''t be much less trouble."

    Acorns raise their right hand as men immediately understand each other.

    "What do you mean?

    "And that''s how you improve your defenses. Naturally, we''re going to be chased by diplomacy."

    "Ah... That''s what I''m talking about."

    Acane reached the answer, and Arcia nodded silently.

    Valtrode doesn''t change his expression. Just like a beautiful statue, it''s next to Uto.

    "It''s the same thing a powerful adventurer asks for."

    "Hmm, that''s what I''m talking about."

    Valtroude responded easily to the follow-ups disguised as a summary of Ut.

    "In the meantime, I know about independence."

    "So, what about the core proliferator, Larsia?

    I''ll leave that to Litona.

    Litona. As Larsia''s companion, the Divine Body of Tyrone (Avatar), the ancestor of the Grassland race (Magna).

    As a matter of course, the Minute Divine (Avatar) is active. That was the Duke of Istas.

    "Oh, my God!

    She rushed into the office as if she had been watching the timing.

    It''s like a reproduction of Larsia chasing her own Minute God (Avatar).

    And the bad news is repeated.

    "Larsia-kun B has set up an independent movement."

    "Surprisingly orthodox, Larsia B."

    I was hoping that you would come with a bigger hand, but the other person''s behavior is simple.

    As expected, it was still the worst development.

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 620 04. Buried Outer Moat

    "So this is the result of bassia...?

    "Oh, I totally stepped in the back."

    Basia''s speech. The day after the ripple spread in your speech, it would be bad if Yut was captured by the country.

    Above Yut''s desk was a bunch of more slender writings.

    "If you''re not independent, you''ll make a profit, but if you''re not independent, you''ll lose."

    A heavy acorn picked up an unopened letter. It is a letter sent on behalf of the Council of Hardenburg.

    It doesn''t matter which one to read. The user receives it silently and opens the seal with a paper knife.

    "The contents are as expected....."

    It stated that he was opposed to the assumption of the prime minister of the kingdom of Uto while expressing himself in a distant manner.

    Moreover, it smells the intention behind this request... if it is not accepted.

    Second pass. This time it was written on behalf of Mainz''s dwarf, but most of it was the same. Maybe there was a meeting between the two cities.

    The third one is from Falv, on the knee of the castle. It was from the Temple of Helenonia.

    The fourth one is from the Dragon Man (Draconut), who lives in the forest of Kera.

    "None of this is true because there are no roots or leaves, but if it''s true..."

    "How dare you read so fast?"

    I used to use spells in combination, but now I don''t need them. Just a quick reading helps you organize and understand what you can ignore and what you can do.

    Get used to it. Get used to it.

    "I don''t think it''s possible to get used to it."

    "It''s easier than a spell."

    "The comparison target is too different. If you''re a brave man now, you can memorize textbooks. Like Lanobe''s genius in miscellaneous settings."

    "Do you have any grudges against Lanove''s genius?"

    Only Yut and Akane are in the office.

    The opening process proceeded with cheap childhood acquaintances, but Yuto''s hands stopped from the fourth to the sixth.

    Instead, she sighs.

    "Haaahh... But I also received a letter from a foreign country soon....."

    "Do you want me to turn it over to Mr. Black Goat? Ah, but if it''s parchment, it won''t eat together... so it''s okay."

    "I can''t find anything that''s okay."

    The sender is King Eldrick of the Tidrac kingdom in the north.

    Seneca II, the god of the kingdom of Kronica, borders the west.

    Then Petra''s father, Chernov of Folio-Farina, who had a hundred-storey labyrinth.

    It is a written proxy through the spell of "Message" rather than an autograph, but it is more problematic to send a formal written letter on this issue.

    At this stage, not yet.

    "You choose the brave kingdom over the Rothschild kingdom."

    The kingdom of Waltrude.

    Apart from that.

    Summarizing what Yut read quickly, he said he would support independence ¡Á 3. Of course, there is a temperature difference between each.

    The most enthusiastic was from Seneca II, who was overwhelmed with joy that his friends (...) were in the same position. The harder it is to work unjustly.

    On the contrary, I feel sorry for the approach from the Kingdom of Rothschild.

    "Brave man, do you think this is what Basia calculated?

    "I don''t want to."

    I don''t want to think about it, but I don''t think this is the case with the sandy pavilion.

    I didn''t calculate it, but I did what I could.

    "Hey, brave man. This is what happens when you declare that you''re not going to be Prime Minister?

    "That''s not good. I''m the prime minister. It''s the established route."

    "Never?

    King Alsace has too few opponents.

    "Ahhhhh...."

    King Alsace was imprisoned for twenty years in "Nothing Book" Caius Evil. Little consolidation was possible to succeed him, and powerful nobles lost power under the throne. But there''s not enough room to get into the kingdom.

    The unification of this country is a major factor, though not all, in the dedication of the unambitious Duke of Istas.

    "I''ll have the current Chancellor do his best for a while, but it''s only natural that my name comes up when I succeed him."

    The fact that the Duke of Istas won''t let Ut serve is like taking out a bank loan in modern corporate management.

    "Of course, I myself want to stabilize the country and get rid of the hardships of the kites."

    "That''s important."

    Akane was convinced in an instant.

    Then he drops his gaze on the remaining letters.

    "So, I guess there are about five other divine letters?

    Hallucinations.

    "Is it divine, from God?

    "No way, that can''t be true."

    If only by chance.

    Absolutely not, but even if it was a letter from heaven.

    If we act accordingly, the current Duke of Istas may become a playground for the gods more than ever. No, it gets worse.

    That''s all you have to avoid.

    Yut summoned his usual associates, Valtroude, back to the office.

    And I''ll tell you at the top of the opening.

    "So I can''t shake it anymore."

    I see. If Yut made the decision, it would be quick. "

    "Eg, stay! That''s me, too!

    Larsia desperately stopped Xail from performing her new homecoming (assassination). Unusual, no childish shards.

    Naturally. The rock giant (Jarrut) was totally serious.

    "Sorry, old man. It''s really a last resort. There is a possibility that even if you die, only the independence movement will remain."

    "Hmm. Why don''t we just kill the vampire parents?"

    "Something like a mucus that splits even if it''s slashed."

    Exzail and Valtrude. The two avant-garde parties convinced each other in their own words.

    As for Uto, he remembered that "Itagaki will die, but freedom will not die", but he didn''t say anything because he understood.

    In the first place, he didn''t say, "Even if Itagaki dies, freedom can''t die." In the first place, the words appeared during the assassination attempt. I mean, he''s not dead, so it''ll just be troublesome to explain.

    But it is Larsia who is not convinced.

    "There''s a different way to convince me, right? People can''t hold hands or anything like that."

    "Whatever I say, you''re not going to die as much as you killed him, are you?

    "Mm-hmm. Exactly."

    "I''m going to die!? I''m going to die!?"

    "Larsia, are you going to die?

    An Albino girl ejects an exciting Larsia with red eyes.

    "I''m gonna die...?

    "Really?"

    "Okay, maybe...?

    For some reason, I was distracted by my lack of confidence.

    "Instead, do you want Larsia to do something?

    Thank you, Mr. Alcia.

    Alcia, who calmly corrects the trajectory, can''t lift her head.

    Ut stares at the grassland species (Magner) from the executive desk.

    "Larsia"

    "Yeah."

    "Can you infiltrate Bassia''s organization and find out what''s going on?

    It was not Larsia who responded to the words.

    "Uut....."

    "Uuuuuuuuuu...."

    Waltroode and Alcia crawl into their beloved husband when nothing is possible.

    "Whatever I say, it''s like a priest becoming an immortal monster."

    "It''s okay. I believe in Larsia."

    I see. There''s two of them... there''s nothing I can do. "

    Valtrode showed understanding when he was a designer.

    A chapel knight (paladin) who likes a fair fight, but does not deny the kind of strategy.

    "It''s not the Nittori Competition."

    A strategy to mesh Liu Bei and Lu Shu by (12) 24423;.

    After all, Yut laughs bitterly that he may have failed.

    "I need you to give me some information."

    "Information? You''re not leaving Falv because Val, Alcia and Acane are teasing each other?

    Larsia, there''s only one missing.

    Oh, and so is Yona.

    Yes, that''s fine.

    "Not good"

    After suddenly jumping on his back and lowering Yona to the floor, Yut stares at Larsia again.

    "We''re going to settle this in an open debate with Basia. That''s what I want you to do."

    "Discussion? I see, a plan to slow down activities until then by competing in the opponent''s territory?

    Yut nodded softly to confirm Alcia.

    There was no feeling of dismay or sadness in that expression.

    "But... Can you win the key argument?

    "That''s why you need Larsia to spy."

    "Fufu. You''re good at using people."

    Larsia jumps up on the spot, turns around and hits high. With the same momentum, he disappeared from the office.

    A few days later.

    "Hey, brave man. I''ve heard rumors that Larsia and Bassia are turning their shoulders around the tavern to sue for independence.

    It''s a plan. It''s a plan.

    There was only a week left until the open debate.

 621 05. Discussion of fate

    God''s pedestal as close to Falv.

    In the arena where many famous matches had been played, they were facing each other.

    Needless to say, one is Ut Amaksa. The house of the Duke of Istas. In other words, he is a substantial manager.

    And the other one. No, one pillar is basia.

    He is the banner of the Duke of Istas'' independence movement, turning himself into the avatar of Larsia, the warrior of the Grassland race (Magner).

    "Fufufu, you didn''t run away, Yut."

    "If we don''t settle this in a clear way, we''ll always be dull."

    "One debate was postponed. I thought you were going to set something up."

    "Someone''s got me doing more work."

    Exchange Yale in the middle of the arena.

    The residents gathered in the audience seat watched the situation with a stiff spit.

    Initially, an open debate was scheduled to take place about ten days after Basia''s speech.

    Due to various circumstances, it was postponed for a week.

    The existence of the independence movement was recognized by the Duke of Istas as a whole... as a result of a crowded spectator seat.

    "I don''t think you''re worried because it''s about Uto, but are you okay?

    Val, calm down.

    "I''m worried. I''m worried."

    Yona is not interested, and Akane remains in the fortress saying, "If you are a brave man, you will do something." However, Valtroude was uncomfortable watching in the VIP seat.

    There''s nothing I can do about it. Above the Duke. I''m on the verge of becoming a queen.

    "I know you''re worried, but at least you''re thinking about the rest."

    "Really... Then I''ll just believe in you."

    Not only Valtrode and Alcia, but the entire arena focuses on Uto and Basia.

    In the meantime, a short discussion ensued.

    "There will be some first-time visitors, so why don''t we take a look at the basics?

    Basia looks around the audience seat with a microphone that was also used in the fighting.

    The voice, the suppression, the way between.

    Everything shakes people''s hearts.

    "For the Duke of Istas now, the Kingdom of Rothschild is only a low ceiling that hinders growth."

    Emotional, emotionally stimulating stories.

    As long as it delivers the voice, the distance is irrelevant.

    "The kingdom may be able to capture Uto, the house slayer. It''s a problem, it''s a big problem."

    Exactly, the agitator (Evangelist).

    "But there are other inconveniences. I weighed myself to balance the country, but there are many mineral resources sleeping in the southern mountainous areas. The untouched development of resources should proceed. That would make the economy even better, wouldn''t it?

    The next disadvantage is the presentation of the benefits.

    "Plus, this is where we are now. Did you know that there are various god graces on God''s pedestal, but this is the least of them?

    Basic inquiry.

    A sigh still lingers around the audience seat.

    Normally, it''s incredible.

    But if it''s their lord. And if it''s Bassia''s word, I can believe it.

    "I was reluctant to have a relationship with the kingdom of God, but there might have been more. Not only for this Falv, but also for Mainz and Hardentrum."

    The sigh gets even bigger.

    "When you''re independent, there''s no reason why you shouldn''t. This is our land. No, the kingdom will get more protection from the gods."

    How proud.

    It evokes that emotion not only with your voice but also with your gesture.

    And it was an unparalleled sweet word for those who lived in the real world of God.

    "Now, what happens if this goes well? Of course, the population will increase. You realize that, don''t you? If we don''t have enough labor, we may have to move from the rest of the world. In other words, more people will be able to live this comfortable life."

    Here, Basia chooses silence.

    It gave me time to compare my life with my old life.

    "Isn''t that the noble duty of us who lived on this chosen land - Noble Brice O''Bridge?

    Finally, stimulate the superiority of the gathered residents.

    For one thing, there is no lie.

    All I had to do was tell the truth and a lot of people decided.

    With satisfaction, Basia took Mike away from her mouth. I cut myself into pieces with my first dagger.

    Now, how do I get it back?

    Don''t just say that, stare at Uto.

    5 seconds, 10 seconds, 30 seconds, 1 minute.

    Silence continued and Yut moved her lips without speaking out.

    "Thank you."

    Hearing voices that were not voices, Basia opened her eyes.

    "... what?

    But it''s too late.

    "Yeah, that''s exactly right."

    Yut did not object at all.

    "Building diplomatic relations, increasing military budgets, deteriorating relations with the Kingdom of Rothschild. There are disadvantages, but the benefits are greater. Exactly."

    Yabababayababa

    Danger.

    The opponent accepted our argument.

    And yet...

    The feeling of a bandit (Rogue) sends the biggest warning.

    This is not a discussion room.

    This was the courthouse.

    Basia understood that she was lured into the tiger''s mouth at this time.

    And there are no tiger children here.

    "But don''t be tied to any country."

    "That''s obvious...."

    "Larsia"

    Yes ~ Yes ~

    How long have you been there?

    Or has it just appeared?

    Larsia, a grassland species (Magner) with the same appearance as the discussant, was on Ut''s side.

    "No, I''ve had a hard time getting the evidence. That''s me."

    Larsia approached Ut''s microphone.

    He is holding several documents in his hand.

    "I didn''t see much of my tail, so I postponed the discussion."

    "That was really tough....."

    Bassia is trembling and shuddering against the gentle Ut and Larsia.

    You should have escaped, but you can''t.

    The instinct was correct.

    As a matter of fact, Yona was waiting far above.

    To say nothing to anyone and to do everything that would not have happened if it had been inconvenient (...).

    "So this is the evidence you wanted to get from the nest thief."

    "Thank you, so, Bassia. Where is the activity funding coming from? Let me check it out."

    "No more plotting. You lied to me!? You drank and walked with me so much!?"

    "If you hate us, you hate our filth."

    "That sucks....."

    Even if we didn''t have a discussion meeting, the Erhu appetite plan was successful.

    With a bitter smile, Yut regained his grip on the microphone.

    "So this is the letter that promised financial assistance from a foreign country to the independence movement and payment in return after independence."

    "Ha, I can make as much money as I want. I went out of my way to get money from a foreign country."

    "No, I didn''t think you were proposing an alternative way to get in touch with the Kingdom of Rothschild and get away from the independence movement."

    A book of silence descends into the arena.

    "Was alcohol delicious?

    "Sure!

    "... that''s me."

    The grassland species (Magner) was always the grassland species (Magner).

    "Please, old man."

    "I''m so impatient."

    As Yut raised one hand, a chain of anchored tips jumped out of the athlete''s entrance and wrapped around the bassia.

    Ahhh

    Bassia is taken as dragged.

    "This concludes the discussion!

    I was not asked anything beforehand.

    But it was only here that Waltrude declared.

    The charisma of nature beyond Larsia''s tale.

    As if the magic had been solved, the residents of the audience returned to me.

    The biggest Petten activated here.

    The independence movement itself did not suffer from a defect in its legitimacy simply because the independence movement, Basia, was working illegally.

    Without making anyone aware of it, the discussion halted.

    "Kh, kill me!

    Inside the arena.

    Bassia, who was taken to one of the waiting rooms, shouted while being held in chains by Spark Freil.

    "I am. I''ll never give in to this."

    "How does it feel to say this with the same face?

    "Huh? Isn''t that normal?

    I managed to win this time, but I can never win mentally.

    Yut avoided riding on the opponent''s soil.

    To do this, we decided to deal with these three - Larsia and Ex-Zail - alone.

    In other words, it is the exercise of strength.

    "Please, old man."

    Ah.

    Exhales slightly forward with a low and heavy voice.

    Black bandages on his hands.

    "Hey, Eg? Are you serious?

    "I don''t make jokes. I don''t have any sense."

    "That''s it!?"

    If you don''t joke, I won''t let Bassia''s protests go away.

    However, in order to fulfill my role, I first wrapped the bandage around my neck.

    "Kuku, kukuku. I''m going to die. I''m going to die."

    "If you die like this, you won''t have to struggle."

    The mighty rock giant (Jarrut) is bound, and the grassland race (Magner) is wrapped.

    That said, I only clamped my arms from neck to under my nose.

    The mouth area is properly adjusted to open.

    Instead, Spike Freil''s captivity was lifted, but Basia strangely leaned her neck.

    "Ah, is your body kind of heavy? Doesn''t it weigh?"

    "That''s why I created a magic item (magic item) with me and Mr. Alcia to limit my haste. Bandage of power control."

    "Is that it? You''re not going to kill it?

    "I didn''t mean it from the beginning."

    The Minute God (Avatar) is Larsia. I couldn''t have done that.

    "There''s something forgiving about me, but I''m a traitor, right? Isn''t it sweet to forgive so much as to limit your power?

    "Yeah, that''s why I''m banishing you."

    "Hmm. Well then, let''s go to a foreign country for a bit ~"

    "No, I''m banishing you from this world of blue covenants."

    "Huh. Is that what you came for?

    "I don''t know if this is punishable."

    "It''s not like that. Sure."

    Black bandages on the neck and arms - Larsia smiles softly as she rubs the Bandage of Power Control.

    Well, that''s not bad either.

    "I knew it, but it''s even positive...."

    "Who are you talking to? ~ Stay calm. Let''s find some signs of evil that Yut can''t overlook in another world."

    "Yes, but it''s not..."

    In that name, it is a fact that we will be banished.

    However, it is Uto who will struggle if such a report is made.

    "In other words, I am God''s messenger. Angel? Me angel!?"

    Basia laughed softly.

    If you cut it out there, it doesn''t look like you''re excited about your new mission.

    "When I think of it, it''s a good day. I''ll be right there! Bye, Yut. Live well with your daughters. Say hello to everyone."

    Unilaterally, Bassia leaves the arena''s waiting room.

    The moment I opened the door and went out into the hallway, the figure disappeared.

    I didn''t mean to stop it, but not for long.

    This settles one case.

    It should be, but it was a aftertaste that I couldn''t say anything about.

    "Hmm. A short walk to the other world might be beyond me as a Horizon Walker.

    "I''m going to find evil. If Val finds out, he''ll never let it go...."

    "Again. Even if Val doesn''t know about it, I''m not going to let it go."

    Larsia pounding on the back of Uto.

    Full of love, Yut began to cry. In the opposite sense.

    "Well, I''m not a bad kid either. He''s a pleasant criminal, but he can make sense of it."

    "That''s why you''re in trouble, right?

    "When it''s time, you can also create a Minute Body (Avatar) to counter it."

    "What if I grow up...? It''s not just to please Velga."

    "Ha ha ha. I''m telling you."

    But Ut was confused.

    The increase in the number of divine bodies (avatars) does not make you even more happy.

    However, just like that, I also increase the number of Minor Bodies (Avatars) myself.

    Verga, the half-god of evil, is such a woman.

 622 Boy meets Girl again

    The unmanned limousine prepared by Danishmend turns back on the unpaved path.

    The engine sounds quiet, but the driving noise is heard as it travels along the dirt path.

    In 2070, electric vehicles dominated in the old world.Therefore, it is no longer called an electric vehicle.

    The era when gasoline-engineered cars are called gasoline cars (classic cars).

    "Here''s Grandma...."

    By the time you can''t hear the driving sound.The second-class combat magician of the Kenchuke Conference, Mayana Kushino, looked up at a gate several times his height and opened his mouth in a daze.

    A suburb more than two hours away by car from Tokyo City.

    Located on a small high mountain, the Mansion is a Japanese-style architecture of a bungalow that was not possible in the 2070s.

    Besides, there are no other houses around.

    Infrastructure is maintained only for this mansion.

    "We haven''t seen each other in a while, have we?"

    "Yes, my application was rejected"

    My grandmother, Maena Hajino, was unable to even visit my family because of her special assignment.

    After defeating a dragon on a lonely island with a man named Grandfather Amakusa, permission to visit was granted immediately.

    I don''t think it has anything to do with the presence of the Empress.

    Yet, there was no tension with the man called a teacher by the Far East manager of the Jiangchul Council.

    "But isn''t it quite luxurious?Even in my time, this is rare enough to be a tourist destination. "

    Timeless killer from the Cambrian period.The Paleozoic Monster changed the world.

    Ancient lifestyles that run counter to modern times, where people gather in complete environmental planning architecture (architecture) for safety and convenience.

    Maintaining this anachronistic Japanese house is likely to blow up a lot of cash.

    ... to the extent that I could tell, Yut was also melting into this era.

    "Don''t worry, I''m taking out the Sage Council."

    A super AI makina sitting on a mobile device projects a three-dimensional image (hologram) and makes a circle with its fingers.

    A beautiful silver-haired girl wearing a maid''s dress didn''t pose, but nobody cared anymore.

    "That means, Makina. You knew Grandma was here, and you kept quiet?"

    "It''s a secret."

    The three-dimensional makina puts her index finger on her lips.

    The silver hair of the half-two was also shaken with care.Cute manners while coquette tissue.

    I was surprised that Narita was about to hurt the gate to throw away her mobile device as a visitor...

    "... what is it?"

    "No, I used to throw my real name on a tablet with a makina on it."

    "Actually, Master is very similar.I really love Makina and I''m in trouble. It''s not a problem. "

    "Makina''s bad. Makina''s bad."

    When I regretted that I should have hit the ground, the gate opened from the inside.

    "Isn''t this going to be a face-to-face meeting with the Emperor in the back of the Mansion?"

    "If you keep making so much noise, you''ll notice even if you don''t like it."

    What came out was an old woman who stretched out her hips as a hiccup.

    Put on your kimono neatly and have a strong gaze.

    Instead of mixing white things, I tied one hair that was almost gray and mixed with white things and hung it on my shoulder.

    You look younger than your real age.

    But there was no doubt that he was old.

    "Grandma...."

    "Long time no see, Narita. I''ve heard of it."

    When she smiles softly, the old woman spreads her arms.

    The snack jumped in there.

    Press the forehead, regardless of the stiff feeling of the kimono.

    "I missed you...."

    "You''ve grown so big, you''re a sweetheart."

    Reunion of grandmother and grandson.

    Makina also rarely reads the air and keeps quiet.

    "I''m trying not to lose to my grandmother....."

    "It must have hurt, didn''t it? Well done."

    An old woman gently strokes her granddaughter''s hair over her gloves.

    You don''t have to be someone else.You just have to be yourself.

    Even if you think so, you never say it.

    That''s because you have to realize it yourself.

    "But you can''t be depressed compared to an insane opponent who''s far away.It doesn''t make any sense. "

    "Grandma... that''s right!"

    Unfortunately, when he left his grandmother, he pulled the hand of the great magician (Arc Mage) who called himself Grandfather.

    "This person, this person is really my...."

    The voice of Nari-kun disappeared into a bump.

    There is no need to confirm any more.

    The facts are clear from a glance.

    Yut''s eyes have mercy.

    And my grandmother, my real name, had definite love in her eyes.

    "I didn''t want to see you like this."

    "I don''t care... but it depends on how you feel."

    "As always, I''m relieved."

    Laughing deepens the wrinkles.

    Your voice is too crouched to hear.

    I also wore glasses because it made my eyes worse.

    It''s a long way from the true name you know.

    It feels like you''re dressed like an old woman with a special makeup.

    But it was definitely his real name.

    Good to see you, brave man.

    "Don''t be so hard to call me by my real name."

    "Give it up, because that''s what happened.Really, I wonder why now.... "

    Place a gloved palm on your cheek and exhale.

    I looked 50 years old and younger.

    "Youngness and momentum are terrifying."

    "I don''t care if I tell you right now."

    "What? You don''t like that kind of relationship with your grandmother?"

    Her eyes became thinner and thinner.

    It is troublesome for grandparents to see where they are getting along.

    Besides, I hate it when my grandfather''s eyes don''t turn towards my grandmother.

    I don''t even care what the Empress says.

    "It''s okay, Nari-kun.This brave man still only knows when I called him Senpai. "

    Your real name covers you with a bitter smile.

    Looks happy.

    I''m not jealous.

    I''m sure you will, but I''ll try.

    So, I don''t know which emotion you''re feeling about.

    You''re wearing glasses now.

    "It''s an old eye. It''s inconvenient to be a sorcerer (wizard) and not be able to replicate your cyberwear."

    "Grandma, that''s..."

    At such an unexpected state, Narihito sandwiched her mouth.

    The compatibility of cyberwear and biowear with magic spells is terrible.The principle is still unknown, but it becomes extremely difficult to activate the magic spell.

    Expressing it as inconvenience is like muddling the pride of the Sage Council.

    "You don''t have to worry about it.I can''t replace it with magic tools (magic items), but I''m only terribly high. "

    "More than that, Master, how long have you been standing here?Were you so excited to meet with the professor? "

    "If you don''t know what I''m talking about, it''s still AI."

    Parry Makina with plenty of room.

    If Yut knew his real name, he would have been disoriented.

    Your real name has become beautiful as you get older.

    "Yes, thank you. When I hear you''re coming, I have a treat for you, so look forward to it."

    Without disturbing the hem of Japanese-style clothing, the real name turns back to the inside of the gate.

    Behind that, Yut and Narcotics followed.

    "Master, have you noticed?Do you realize that? "

    "If you realize that, you don''t have to tell me."

    The three-dimensional video of a silver-haired beauty maid is twisted, and Makina is exhilarated.

    Meanwhile, Narita can only look at her grandparents alternately, although she doesn''t fully recognize them.

    Because the steps of the real name were playing without age.

    The mansion in the bungalow seems to be well maintained to every corner.

    While walking down the hallway facing the garden, Yut is impressed to see the tidy garden.I don''t have any artistic qualities, but I know it''s incredibly laborious.

    "If I told you that, I''d be mad at Zhu Yang."

    "Zhu Ying-san is kind.And Mr. Waltroode is better. "

    "I see... Val is here..."

    An unknown grandmother''s side that looks fun.

    You can''t bend your navel at a good age. Impossible.

    Still, it wasn''t funny.

    "Narcotics, eat a lot today."

    "Ah, yes...."

    Honestly, I don''t have an appetite.

    But the moment I stepped into the hall where the meal was served.The color of the eyes on the napkin changed.

    Oh, sushi?

    "Yes, it''s natural."

    "Is it natural!?"

    Running with all his might, he mounted himself on a heavy bench.

    "It''s true, you''ll see!"

    It''s not like the sushi bar on the stand, which is in front of every station.

    It is not an aquatic synthetic tuna or a cultured salmon with only a fatty taste.

    "Wow! It''s a real sushi!"

    A paleozoic monster that suddenly appeared without warning and vanished as if it cleared up resentment.

    The primary industry was also heavily affected and damaged by the Cambrian killers.

    If anything happens at sea, we''ll have to die before help comes.

    There was no way to fish, and the natural food disappeared from the table.

    It is ironic that the amount of resources is recovering.

    "Eat as much as you like. You too, brave man."

    "Ah, speaking of which, sushi may have been around for a while."

    Of course I like it whether I like it or not, but it wasn''t something I could easily eat in Bluewares.

    "Here you go!"

    Lingerie, who was excited as a child, stretched her chopsticks to a white fish.

    It''s a beautiful tie.

    "Nhh ~"

    The taste is light overnight,

    The amount of wasabi is just right.A solid, craftsmanship job.

    Go on, squid.

    The texture and sweetness of the body spreads to the mouth.

    "Delicious! Grandma, delicious!"

    Eat as much as you want.

    "... I''ll have one too."

    It''s really funny. You could''ve watched it all the time, but you wouldn''t even know your real name.

    Yut grabbed the greasy blubber from his eyes.

    When you add soy sauce, the grease is stained out.

    Yeah, it''s delicious.

    Unexpected taste.The fat has disappeared and there is no need to refresh it with tea.

    I''m glad.

    "It''s a natural product. It must be delicious!"

    Asakusa took the salmon and the squid together, and took some of the squid from the warship and sprinkled it on the salmon.

    I wonder if it is a ready-made parent-child grip.

    You''ve got some ingenuity.

    The real name looks at it with pleasure.

    "Master, thank you for the high-quality footage."

    Huh? Are you filming?

    "Rather, why aren''t you filming?"

    "Turn it off!"

    Fine, but if you turn it off, it will increase.

    A beautiful girl with silver hair half-two projected from a terminal placed on a seating desk.

    Then sushi made from natural ingredients in a barrel.

    Reina put it on her balance in her heart....

    I put chopsticks on my natural tuna, which is my destiny.

    "Ah, you eat there, Master."

    "Makina, copy me later."

    I''ll take care of it, Professor.

    "Fufu. Oh, interesting. Since when have you been so happy?"

    I laughed that my real name was really fun.

    An old but radiant smile that feels like the time you''ve spent browsing.

    "Your real name is going to be beautiful."

    "Yes, I wish I had done it sooner."

    "I''m just ashamed of being missing."

    Yut and his real name.

    Looks like grandchildren and grandmothers.

    Those two laughed with their eyes open.

    Paleozoic monsters aren''t the only ones that are timeless.

    They felt the same way.

    "... I''ll trick you with a bribe"

    Narita cheeks on scallops.

    The body is thick and firm, and the taste is strong.

    There are some things I think, but there are some parts that are friendly and reassuring.

    For now, I swallowed the napkin just to let you go.

    The first grandparents'' and granddaughters'' tables proceeded quite gently.

    The sumptuous and enjoyable lunch was finished and the sandalwood seating table was cleaned up.

    "I''m sorry, but can I be serious?"

    "Of course, Grandma."

    The air has changed.

    Feeling the atmosphere, Makina erased the stereoscopic footage.

    "I want to know too. What was Grandma doing?"

    You''re so much more reliable.

    Arakana sat down and corrected her posture.

    Yut nodded silently.

    "First, look at this."

    When his real name quickly removed the gloves, he spread his palm over the seating table.

    Something shaped like a fetus was pulsing there.

    "... that''s a terrible magic."

    "Don''t look afraid, brave man.Because there is no other life. "

    Her real name laughs, but she doesn''t come back with her face pulled.

    "Essence of Miazma, the essence of resentment. I managed to steal the treasure (artifact) from the Empress."

    Hidden treasure.

    With that information, Ut gets to the right answer.

    "Verga said there are many other creatures that have died....."

    "Looks like you were using this to bring the dinosaurs back."

    "Dinosaurs....."

    If you''re not a paleozoic monster, you''ll be a Jurassic monster.

    Ancient creatures become monsters, not particularly violent or dangerous.

    If the dinosaurs become monsters... mankind will have no choice but to cede control of the planet.

    "Does that mean Grandma was sealing dangerous treasures?"

    "Yeah, that''s what I mean. I''m sorry I didn''t say anything."

    ¡­¡­

    "That should require permission -"

    In the middle of his words, Yut stood up with the spell document.

    "What..."

    While confused, Nari-kun also holds a love sword.

    I didn''t even glance at it.Yut and his real name opened the lid facing the garden.

    "If you were lured out, would you not be the little girl who was near your son-in-law?I didn''t know you were alive. "

    An evil semi-god stands in the Japanese garden.

    When his real name stood up on the table, he turned to Velga from the front.

    And the opening is the best.

    "The loser is talking about something."

    Provocation of encounter.

    I gave birth to a Senpai child, but what?

    Such a hallucination was heard by Uto and Narcotics. I didn''t want to hear it.

 623 Boy meets Girl again (after)

    I gave birth to Senpai''s child.

    A merciless blade with a real name swinging.

    After eating it properly, Vega laughed lightly.

    It doesn''t burst.

    However, the usual lewdness was dispersed.

    "Yes, my concubine keeps losing."

    The proud, lewd Empress admitted her defeat.

    Noble, but therefore unable to bend the facts.

    But admitting and giving up were not synonymous.

    Evil Half God will never surrender. Never.

    "So we have to keep going until we win."

    "You''re crazy, as always."

    "I don''t know."

    "No, I know."

    The real name Yut knew was supposed to be indirectly related to Velga.

    But not here. His real name understands the emperor''s feelings.

    That''s why the old eyes in the back of your glasses--pity.

    "It''s the same as the Achilles and Turtle Paradox.Because the brave man won''t be yours for hundreds or thousands of years. "

    "Then let''s pursue it for tens of thousands of years and billions of years."

    "By then, you won''t be alive."

    "If so, the soul after death will be your concubine."

    "This stalker!"

    Suddenly, Narita raised her voice.

    But Velga can''t care.

    How about a question around here?

    Wearing a dress that looked like a thread of darkness, Verga looked up at heaven.

    The time spent on earth is almost over.

    Yes, you did.

    "Yes, the time for word exchange is over."

    "Then there''s not one thing to do."

    "Yes, it''s war."

    War is a disturbing word. However, Yut was the only one who frowned.There is no difference in the exercise of abilities.

    After all, we have to settle with Velga by force.

    "It''s been a while since we''ve been dealing with each other in person.I used to fight Val, but now... "

    It was a motivating eunuch, but I was more motivated here.There was a person who had been preparing for it for a long time.

    ¨D ¨D Master, all uniforms are available.

    What, all uniforms?

    Perhaps worthy of the war, Narihito rounded her eyes on a report from Makina that she never thought she would.

    Yut, who was motivated by the spell document in one hand, also sees the strangely old real name.

    His real name confronted Verga straight ahead - waved his hand down lightly.

    "Makina, get started."

    Actually, I''m already starting.

    Makina''s famous voice comes from nowhere.He must be in a half-two maid pose with an unbelievable smile on his face.

    "In the meantime, it''s an Angle Moore missile."

    Beer at first.

    With so much peace of mind, a missile fell on a suburban mansion.

    There are several roars that cut through the atmosphere.

    Destruction brought the Great King of Fear back from heaven.

    Destruction is where we go.

    Coming is destruction.

    Destroy everything.

    "Mi, is that a missile!?"

    Nari-kun, behind me.

    Before he heard back, Yut covered his granddaughter with a white robe.

    But unexpectedly, there was little damage to the Mansion itself.However, only the garden where Velga appeared was shaken by the collapse.

    "Precision pinpoint attack with super AI control.We''ve also calculated the attack range, so don''t worry. It''s a bit of a sight. "

    Makina''s explanation was too modest.

    Fire is dancing in the garden and the wind is winding up.

    It''s hard to talk if you don''t raise your voice with a loud roar.

    Smoke blocks my vision and I can''t see the blast site.

    This is not an attack on an individual.

    Nevertheless, the rain of missiles and artillery shells still showed no sign of stopping.

    "... that''s why you lived here."

    "Yes, I didn''t just keep my mouth shut and seal the treasure (artifact).I was going to demonize the missiles, the shells, the weapon itself, and knock it in at the best possible time. "

    "A completely unmanned missile base hidden underground near here.Even the evil half-god seemed impossible to detect. "

    The explanatory makina was one of the laughters.

    "Don''t lick modern weapons.As long as the environment is in place, let''s kill God. "

    "--That''s not enough."

    From the heart of the explosion, I heard a cold voice.

    It was supposed to be wiped out by the explosion, but it definitely arrived.

    The moment Narita changed her complexion, a mass of magic flew into the sky.

    Arrow Bullets (Missiles)

    A deed done by God.

    It''s all a miracle.

    It was the magic spells that attempted to imitate it, and the mysteries of the gods (Sacramento) that formed its original form.

    It is extremely simple compared to the many magic spells that Ut uses.

    It''s just a power trick.

    Still, no, that''s why.

    Despite the lack of a specific target, the Kamikaze arrow fired by Vega destroyed all the dropping modern weapons and the crystals of the magic spell in the air.

    "The second wave of attacks, all bullets have disappeared.Still, it''s a bug! "

    "Third and fourth waves, hurry."

    "No, that''s it."

    Explosive smoke still doesn''t clear up.

    Destruction that life could not have survived did indeed take place.

    Nevertheless, red lightning was released this time.

    "Lightning"

    "Shit. The Coffin of Power (Force Coffin)"

    Activates pure magic barriers aggressively to prevent attacks on the Mansion itself.

    But Velga''s aim wasn''t there.

    "... 80% of the weapons deployed underground and in the vicinity were damaged in the current lightning strike.Re-use is hopeless... careless. "

    "Makina...."

    Narita''s carefree expression came to mind.They usually swing around, but they think of each other as partners (tumas).

    "Well, I didn''t think we could take it down.This is part of your husband''s plan. "

    Yes?

    I was worried too much about my partner.

    "That''s right, the blindfold did a great job."

    A real mansion wrapped in blazing flames and smoke.

    A big, refreshing wind blew.

    The source is also Uto.Not to mention Velga.

    It was from my real name.

    "... I see. I just had a son-in-law."

    "What''s the criterion?"

    I said it reflexively, but it''s not so much as a eunuch.

    More than that, it''s Narcotics.

    "Auntie...?"

    The real name of the person whose smoke was sunny and exposed.

    Lingerie opened her eyes a lot.

    Are you surprised? Are you happy?Are you still surprised?

    I have no idea.

    I don''t understand.

    "Rejuvenate...?"

    The old bitch was not there.

    I can''t stay until I''m the same age as Narihara...At least, about five years old.

    Youngness and fragrance. She was a strange-aged beauty standing on that exquisite boundary.

    "Huh? You mean rejuvenated? Why?"

    "I thought you had a trump card....."

    The surprise is that the same goes for Uto.

    However, it is not a rejuvenation in itself.

    "Real name, what it looks like.... No way"

    "Yes, I am also promoted to Immortal because of the spill of the brave man."

    That crystal sucked my strength and I couldn''t stop aging.

    And laughed thinly.

    I think I''m in a bit of trouble knowing this uto well.But I''m not mad at you.

    Well, you''ve already anticipated the future?

    "Of course, Master has been waiting for this day for decades."

    "Makina! Why are you answering!?"

    "Isn''t that nice?I''ve been doing this for decades.Oh? This is a young thing to do again... "

    The voice stopped there.

    Instead, the essence of resentment "Essence of Miazma", a crystal shaped like a fetus, floats in the universe.

    He freed the treasure from the seal, and his true name regained his youth.

    To exercise a spell.

    "Hero, I need your help."

    "Aid? Catalyze this treasure (artifact)!?"

    "Yes, unfortunately, I know I''m weak."

    The real name that became a sub-god is a great spell that consumes the secret treasure as a catalyst.

    I''ve never used this outlet either.

    "So if you crush this, you mean your concubine will win?"

    "I won''t let you!"

    Cricara, a melee weapon developed by Hokkoku Heavy Industries for use against paleozoic monsters.

    Named after the worrying sword of wisdom, the Japanese sword is an artistic gem crafted from powdered steel and titanium clad metal blended with magical silver misrals.

    The love sword was thrown out, and Narihara rushed into Velga.

    The reinforced reflex nerve "Combat Reflex" embedded in the body supports the reckless challenge.

    Crystal of Earth''s human wisdom.

    "Flame Sword Blazing Weapon"

    With the magical power on it, the blade approached the red-haired empress.

    "¨D Time stop Chronos Eyes ¡ñ

    The moment the real name recognized the spell name, a huge explosion occurred.

    "I didn''t mean to use the spell of the Ninth Ladder in a hassle.That''s my son-in-law. "

    "What are you so happy about!"

    "Shield"

    Stop the time and nail Velga with a chain of explosive spells in between.

    Despite being set up to that point, the snack strike was blocked by a secret.

    Maybe you should be satisfied.I chose the Red Empress to defend against that saturated attack.

    "Not yet, not yet."

    But it''s not over. It''s not.It shouldn''t be over.

    Hey, hey!

    Three-round Burst, a triple slash released in one breath.

    Drawing the trajectory of the flames, a series of firepowder strikes inflicted a wound on Velga''s shield.

    "Well done!"

    "Huh?"

    And that was enough for Yut and his real name.

    "The Coming of the Spirit, The Call of Valor."

    Brave man.

    Heroes.

    Awesome.

    A subdivine spell (Immortality Spell) that invites the existence of people and gods who have done great deeds and printed their footprints.

    With the help of Yut, the miracle spell of his real name was completed.

    Wrap your body in magic silver (Mithral) armor.

    The most worthy hero has appeared.

    "Oh, I see. I''m going to take something really delicious."

    "That''s right... but... why did you go to Narcotics?"

    A hero possesses his granddaughter.

    My real name was confused by the unexpected result, but I didn''t care about the person in possession.

    "I''m not familiar with it, but it''s a good weapon.It conveys the heart of the owner. "

    "Ah, thank you...?"

    I don''t know what to do with the tremendous waves of power that overlap me.

    I was not crushed because the owner was full of kindness.

    "Hey, I didn''t expect Valtrode Istas to come out here anymore"

    "I''m just a force now.There''s no point in hating you, Empress Velga. "

    "... that''s how it looks."

    They even beat each other up after fighting together once.

    There''s only one way to get there.

    "Besides, there''s no time for that."

    "After all, it''s a temporary arrival."

    "No, it means it''s a quick fix."

    A hero shook his sword in a natural motion.

    To be caught, the linen clothes also hold the cricket in the upper stage.

    "Using my concubine''s hidden treasure to summon a nasty woman."

    "You can''t run away, can you?"

    I was sure it wasn''t pleasant.

    Repeated provocation from the real name.

    In response, Velga acquired a bright red scythe.

    But I don''t give a damn about heroes.

    "Holy Shot Dance - Land Ceremony"

    Six shots fired in an instant, twice the number of triple slashes of "Three Round Bursts."

    Your real name. My real body went.

    I couldn''t stand it and my Cricca''s sword cracked.

    "I don''t like the attitude that I can''t lose to my concubine with a sword."

    There was a clear sound like glass.

    The magnificent red scythe Velga got broken from the middle.

    As if I had signaled it, the black dress was ripped open and the blood danced.More red blood than red hair.

    It''s not fatal yet. To be precise, should Velga put it bluntly?

    However, enough damage is needed to disrupt the equilibrium.

    "Kuku, this is the only way to give up"

    That''s a lie.

    Velga laughs lewdly.

    But the hero Valtrode Istas can''t do anything anymore.

    The last words didn''t come true, and they disappeared as golden particles.

    "That was... awesome..."

    "Hah... hah..."

    Nice work, real name.

    "Next time I see you, tell me to save more fuel."

    "I''m really scared that I can do that."

    His real name, who kept the subdivine spell, fell on his knees with a rough breath.

    Supporting it, Yut used a spell to bring Narcotics back to the scene.It''s a simple instantaneous movement spell.

    Velga doesn''t bother to stop it.More than that, there was a priority.

    It''s about communicating with Yut.

    "My son-in-law seemed obsessed with dinosaurs.I really wanted to bring you back to this world. "

    Stop the whole world.

    "Some of it is no good!"

    The extremely common sense appeal of Narcotics.

    But it was Verga''s boring and lewd gaze that was pointed at her.

    "Oh my goodness, I don''t think my son-in-law''s grandson is boring.It doesn''t make sense to defeat my concubine. "

    "That''s why it''s the best, isn''t it?"

    With the spell document in one hand, Yut laughed hard.

    "It is not God or king who saves the world.Always just adventurers. "

    "Kuku, my concubine doesn''t have the courage to call his son-in-law an adventurer."

    Velga smiled lewdly.

    Seems fun from the bottom of your heart.

    And to lewdness.

    "By the way, my son-in-law, are you aiming for me?"

    "That''s right. It''s about time we finished."

    Defeat Velga here.

    Make up your mind.

    "I agree with your concubine. It suits me."

    "I can''t deny it in part for a long time."

    "Please deny it completely!"

    The most obvious allegation of narcotics didn''t arrive.

    At least not for Velga.

    "It''s just..."

    The evil half-god laughs even more slutty.

    "It''s not like that. It''s normal."

    When I realized it, the essence of the grudge, a creepy fetal crystal, was gripped by the slutty serpent.

    "Oh no, I must have spent it at a price!"

    "I think he''s staying."

    A slutty voice.

    If you''re a man, no, if you''re a human, your voice will melt away.

    Perhaps the only person who will calm down after hearing that.

    "In the worst case scenario, did you expect this to happen?"

    "Mm-hmm. I''ve been keeping my trump card ever since I was captured by the abominable helix of despair (Reliuria)."

    "I don''t need that kind of growth....."

    Velga''s red hair floats in a magical stream.

    The magic was rising like never before.

    Far more than when you summoned a hero.

    "Can''t you do something about it!?"

    The lawsuit against Narcotics. But grandparents just shake their heads sideways.

    "No, if you do something bad, you''ll be out of control."

    "Hmm. Your son-in-law can talk fast."

    Vega smiles lewdly as the magic vortexes destroy the Mansion.

    "Do you believe me!?"

    Nanjitsu grabbed Uto''s robe.

    Your true name gently wraps your hands around it.

    "I''ve always been angry with the subtle way you know each other."

    "Why is Grandma so flat..."

    "No one can do anything Senpai can do."

    "That''s... that''s right..."

    Strange convincing.

    Not waiting for it, but Vega crushed the essence of her grievances.

    Bye, son-in-law.

    "It''s time to let me go."

    "I''m sure my son-in-law will come to see me next time."

    Smile sluttily and spin words unilaterally.

    And the world was wrapped in darkness.

    "What the hell...."

    Eternity like a moment.

    Or a moment equal to forever.

    While recognizing that the magic currents had subsided, Narita opened her fearful eyes.

    Kyah

    She noticed that she was being held by a white robe wearing a outfit and reflexed her arms and feet.

    However, the uto does not move.With the unexpected strength, I''m going to think about the unacceptable.

    "Uh, ah. Oh, yeah."

    Force your mind to restart and check the status quo.

    "Where are we...?"

    It''s not like the suburbs I was in earlier.

    Unique buildings were lined up that did not need to be considered for earthquake resistance.

    Obviously, the city is different from Japan.

    The counterpart of the super AI living on the mobile device affirms the unpleasant feeling that comes to mind.

    "The verification is complete. Chicago, Illinois, United States of America."

    "That''s impossible!"

    Makina''s analysis can''t be wrong.

    It was because I understood it that Narihito screamed.I had to raise it.

    Chicago, Illinois, United States.

    The birthplace of the skyscrapers.

    A city that was ravaged by paleozoic monsters 20 years ago and was supposed to be burned down by the nucleus.

    Yet the glow of previous years is in front of you.

    "Hallucinations?"

    "No, I have a decent entity."

    As he lowered his clothes, Yut shook his neck to the side.

    "Sent in the past?"

    "Ah, my grandma...."

    "Nope, Vega, you''re pretty close to your real name...."

    Winds blowing from Lake Michigan are amplified through skyscrapers.

    A wind worthy of Windy City''s name blew through between Uto and Narcotics.

 624 Shadow-winners dont talk.

    When she realized it, Yona was in the museum.

    There are hallways everywhere, with paintings and sculptures on either side.Books and crafts. Both ancient and western works of art are on display.

    Hall of art.

    But nothing impressed the Albino girl.

    "It''s a dream, I''ll break it."

    "Wait a minute."

    When she tried to exercise her psychic powers without confusion, the Reyan God who invited Yona to the scene appeared.

    Both of you are low in voice and tension.

    But the goddess of beauty and art couldn''t hide her impatience.

    It''s a dream for Yona, but she''s entering the real world.When you use psychic abilities, you are actually affected.

    It won''t break easily, but that''s why it''s likely to peel off.

    Suddenly, there was a crisis in the arts.

    "Akane-sama''s child will soon be born."

    That''s why I cut out the business straight away.

    "I won the right to send gifts of celebration in discussions with the gods."

    "I don''t think so."

    That''s not how it works.

    The troubled faces of Yut and Akane came to mind, and Yona fluffed her cheeks.

    I dared to stand before Reya God.

    "But I''m not going to push you here."

    "What do you mean?"

    "I want you to review it."

    "Okay."

    Instead of the Reyan gods taking it into their own hands, they were asked to obtain proper consent.

    Without such a detailed explanation, the conversation proceeds smoothly at first glance.

    "This will definitely please you."

    The goddess of beauty and art took a paintbrush.

    The island was painted with a gorgeous brush that could be regarded as an Albino girl.It''s also a floating island.

    There are plains, there are lakes, there are forests and there are snowy mountains.A spectacular landscape where you can cut it anywhere.

    "Kids need a playground"

    "I understand. But the island?"

    "Yes, this floating island is a gift.If I get your approval, I''ll float on the city. "

    The expression remained unchanged, but the voice of Reyan God sounded bright.

    "No."

    But Yona immediately dismissed it.

    "I hate big things."

    "Humans are happier than the big ones....."

    They''re not just human beings.

    "Certainly...."

    Unfortunately, the goddess of beauty and art dropped her shoulder.

    But art is eternal. It won''t end this way.

    Well, here it is.

    The next thing the Reyan gods took out was a silver circle so that people could pass through.

    Kids need a secret base.

    I know.

    I don''t think Yona is particularly attracted, but there are places like that for children in elementary schools.

    The same goes for Yut''s children.It wasn''t bad to play with it.

    "A portable hall. When you stick it to the ground, it opens the gate to a fixed location."

    "Where are you connected?"

    "Of course, Heaven."

    "Reject"

    "Why!?"

    The gods just wanted to play with their children.

    "On the contrary, you can come here from heaven."

    "That might happen..."

    Besides, I was expecting to come to the ground to play.

    "... really?"

    "No."

    The Albino girl is just an iron wall.This is exactly what happens when there are no islands to attach.

    "I can''t help it....."

    Even the goddess of beauty and art couldn''t move.

    "This time, it''s like a petty check."

    "But we only have two more dates."

    Jonah set the conditions for the Lost Reyan God.

    "When Yut and Acane''s honeymoon coincided and then killed each other with a helix of despair (Reliuria).It''s only been helpful this twice. "

    What about the theater?

    "Good and bad, so there''s a cancellation."

    I use it, but I also know that Acane suffered from the pressure to write scenarios.

    As a result, it became plus or minus zero.

    "There is also time until Akane-sama gives birth, and the restrictions are reasonable.Beautiful art is born under limited conditions. "

    The god of Reya, who governs beauty and art.

    And he dwelt in the nobility worthy of his name, and uttered it as if it had been settled.

    "But you don''t have to do it twice. It depends."

    "I look forward to it."

    It''s not ironic. Yona''s heart.

    "But maybe not."

    At the same time, I didn''t expect anything.

    "Surprisingly, it was fast."

    "I can''t say I''m a real artist unless I keep my deadline."

    A dream space with meadows.In view of the danger, the museum seems to have stopped.

    Last time it was only Jonah and Reya, but this time it was the other one.

    She was carrying a black-haired woman in a monotone maid''s uniform.It''s modest and not very conspicuous, but it might be nice to describe it as beautiful.

    "This is a high-performance Homunkurus that supports parenting, education, and childcare."

    "I don''t need it, but I don''t need it"

    In the first place, Yut''s children have many mothers.There''s my grandmother Haruko, and there''s Kobold.

    There are not enough people to take care of.

    But it''s not a problem because of the manpower.

    Besides, Homunkurus specializes in parenting prepared by God and is an expert.If you stay, it must be pleasant.

    "But I won''t need it in the future.I can''t dispose of it at that time. "

    "It''s okay."

    In response to that concern, Reya God returned a viscous smile.

    "When I turn 15, I start destroying myself."

    "... why?"

    "so that you can learn how important life is."

    Beautiful Homuncrus, who has taken care of me since I was a child.

    An important presence that will have watched you grow.

    It breaks where it''s grown up, and you''ll know goodbye.

    "I have no heart."

    "Eh? A goddess of beauty and art?"

    As for the children of Yut and Akane, they are the same as the children of Yona.

    I had to reject it because of my child, who I haven''t seen yet.

    "One more time."

    "From?"

    "One more time."

    "Mmm...."

    Attack and defense that can be carried out with low tension.

    The Reyan God swells his cheeks in disgust, but Jonah does not move.

    "All right, let''s get back to square one, and then we''ll have to accept it."

    "Wait without expecting"

    My dream is over.

    At the same time, Yona awakened to reality.Red eyes light up in a dark room.

    "... I''m hungry."

    He went down from his bed and out of his room.As an adventurer, I always store food, but I feel like eating something more delicious.

    "Today, Alcia is sleeping with Yut."

    That''s why fishing for food in the kitchen doesn''t piss me off.

    An Albino girl who raised the edge of her mouth slightly approached the corridor of the castle fortress...

    "Oh, Yona-chan, what happened at this hour?"

    I met an acorn in a loose maternity dress.

    Yona moves next to her at a speed that is silent and still unavailable in battle.

    "Watch out. Stay with someone."

    "It''s okay. I''m just hungry, so I thought I''d make something."

    "No."

    "... then, Yona-chan will go out with you."

    "I can''t help it."

    Take them to the kitchen of the fort.

    On the way, I glanced at the acorn walking beside me with red eyes.

    However, the vision is almost blocked by the inflated abdomen.

    Valtroude was twin, but he was as hungry as ever.

    Strange.

    It doesn''t even make sense.

    Yet Yona felt wonder and envy.

    "Coming soon?"

    Almost there.

    "... okay."

    The challenge of having a child in this precarious state.

    You shouldn''t worry about anything.No, it shouldn''t.

    When I was in Valtroud, I didn''t worry about that because I was in Valtroud, but Acane was just a human being.

    "I will definitely protect the acorn."

    "Huh? Yeah, thank you."

    He doesn''t seem to understand the danger either.

    If I don''t get it right.

    The Albino girl flushed her cheeks and swore firmly.

    "If you can''t do it this time, you''ll give up."

    "... confident"

    A third encounter in a dream.

    Jonah turned her arms against her little body and waited for the Reyan god in the royal family.

    Absolutely go through me.

    Strong resolve.

    "I''ve analyzed the failures so far."

    "Have you never done that before?"

    "... exaggerated, gibberish, exaggerated. The criteria were different."

    Jonah''s point was skilfully ignored by the Reyan gods.

    Then, retrieve this magic item before being pursued.

    The smallest ever.

    It was a black brush.

    "This is Dream Painter. If you are an Akane-sama''s child, it is only natural that you have an artistic education.Then it is the role of the goddess of beauty and art to extend it. "

    How does it work?

    I am not interested in the long tongue of Reya God.

    Yona approached the goddess of beauty and art.

    "With that in mind, paintbrushes come out in the color you thought they would be and can be painted anywhere."

    "Anywhere?"

    "Yes, even in the air."

    A rainbow was born in the air when the Reyan God skillfully waved the paintbrush.

    Beautiful, seven-color arc.

    "It sounds interesting, but it''s hard for Alcia to paint anywhere."

    "Of course, I''m thinking."

    Another brush was taken out of nowhere.

    The white brush is different from the previous one.

    When I waved it, the stunning rainbow I had just drawn disappeared.

    "With this pair of brushes, it''s easy to disappear without leaving a trace"

    Well, that sounds interesting.

    "And this is the eye."

    It feels good.

    And being careful, the Reyan God took the black brush again.

    Draw an eagle with a brush in the air.

    "Life."

    As he fades his eyes, he speaks in unison.

    Then the picture disappeared.

    No, I was reborn.

    The eagle flies through the dream space.Everywhere, everywhere. Far away.

    Creation of life, that is, miracles.

    "Not only creatures, but also swords and non-creatures."

    The expression doesn''t change much, but the proud Reya god.

    However, Yona''s red eyes were starving.

    I even feel contempt passing through you.

    "I don''t need that feature."

    Huh?

    "Delete and accept"

    "But the impact..."

    You can paint anywhere, anywhere.

    You can erase it easily.

    It can''t be a gift from God, such as a magic item with only that much function.It was a considerable compromise that I endured to the extent that I made it a reality.

    "I don''t need impact."

    "... scales from eyes"

    In this way, Yona succeeds in correcting God''s perception.

    In Uto and Alcia, there would have been some extra effort.

    In Valtrude, it is difficult to express opinions about the gods.

    Ex-Zail''s judgment criteria were too large.

    Larsia... you''d better stop imagining.

    It was because of Yona, it was a feat.

    At least I''d like to give you about 10 bottles.

    "Acknowledge"

    Ultimately, a compromise was reached by increasing the number.

    Dream Painter.

    Magic item presented by the Goddess of Beauty and Art on behalf of the gods.

    It became a traditional play tool (...) passed down to the children of the Duke of Istas from generation to generation.

    And then for a while.

    Akane gave birth to a boy safely.

    Naturally, both mother and child are healthy. It took longer than Valtrode, but it''s worse to compare.

    It was within the range of adequate and affordable childbirth.There''s no danger beyond Alcia.

    "Thank you so much, Yona-chan."

    On that day, Yona was invited to Akane by herself.

    A room reserved for mothers and children in the castle of Falv.The large windows were filled with warm sunlight, and the indoor setting was calm.

    Cleanliness like a hospital room and comfort like your own.

    "... what are you talking about?"

    "You''ve been dealing with Riya-sama, haven''t you? I really appreciate it."

    "It''s no big deal."

    "... yes"

    Akane stroked Yona''s white hair.

    The red eyes are open, but the Albino girl remains open.

    "That''s right, Yona-chan, give her a hug."

    Are you sure?

    "Of course."

    A newborn baby lying in a small bed next door.

    Light.

    A child of Uto and Acane. A native Japanese born in a different world.The presence that the gods were trying to bless.

    However, the figure held in her mother''s arms was nothing but a baby.

    My face is fluffy and I can''t rely on it.

    The meat and skin are unbalanced, and it seems like they can be bounced off just by touching it with their nails.

    Too heterogeneous.

    Will this grow and become a human being? I can''t believe it.

    Yet Yona couldn''t keep an eye on her.

    "... give birth"

    "Why are you there all of a sudden!? But you''re right as a girl...?"

    In doubt, Akane leaves the light with Yona.

    Vulnerable. And Jonah softly received her two lovely, beloved children.

    ... but I don''t use my hands.

    Kick-ass.

    The light was floating softly in the air.

    "... why did you take it with your superpowers?"

    "I trust you more than I trust you."

    "It doesn''t seem like I''m happy, so it''s fine...."

    Lights laughing joyfully and Yona staring seriously into her face.

    Sometimes it''s just a little out of common sense.

    My newborn child and the Albino girl.

    Which one is the big one?

    Yes, I laughed without thinking.

    "It''s both, isn''t it?"

    I don''t know what happens to reality.

    Perhaps the future is awaiting tremendous hardship.

    But at this moment, I was able to unconditionally believe in a bright future.

 626 The Last Run (Previous)

    "Oh dear, what''s the matter..."

    Chicago was ruined in 2070 and literally erased from the map.

    At the base of a skyscraper that doesn''t look like a remnant of the past, Yutu scratches his chin with his unexpectedly supple fingers.

    Why did Velga send the past - the past - to all the starting points?

    Youtou didn''t want to jump easy because he understood the intention perfectly.

    It''s a big deal, so let''s do sightseeing.

    I don''t want to?

    However, Asagina''s reaction was not overwhelming.

    It''s too boring to be joking.

    If you''re serious, you can''t save me.

    Asagina''s eyes were colder than the wind blowing into Chicago.

    "Velga, your grandchildren are just getting less attractive."

    "It''s like a middle-aged man who can''t grasp the distance from his daughter after a long visiting day, Professor."

    I''ve never had that kind of experience anyway.

    Even a professor like that would be welcome to the Empress.

    "The defense range is too wide..."

    When I made the heatmap, it was going to turn bright red. There is no point in visualizing it.

    ¡°In the meantime, would you like to talk in a calm place?¡±

    Makina takes care of the situation by voice from Amagina''s mobile terminal.

    As expected, I didn''t project a half-twin maiden avatar, but I didn''t abandon its function.

    At the end of the three-dimensionally projected arrow was a coffee shop that was also expanding in Japan.

    ¡°It''s a store with private rooms. Of course, I''m free."

    "Just in time. It''ll help us to investigate."

    "It''s the best way to thank me."

    Complete your reservation to order and pay.

    For Makina, a super AI born in another world, it only takes about two seconds.

    "There''s no way I could have an account in this day and age." How did you settle it? "

    ¡°Don''t worry, I''ve linked it to the professor''s account.¡±

    Yeah. Makina used to increase my savings.

    ¡°Yes, money is lonely.¡±

    Mai Yu Na, a little. No, I didn''t explain much.

    However, it is not possible to leave it at Yutou who enters the store without worrying about it.

    In the end, the two of them walked in side by side.

    Large windows are automatically controlled to prevent the sun from hurting your eyes. Even so, it is beautifully adjusted to be immersed in the atmosphere.

    However, it seems that it was not a luxury store with a robot clerk (in the 2050s, humans are still cheaper), and the human clerk is informed of the reservation code and guided to the waist.

    Great space for 5 or more people to relax in.

    The natural wooden table is not decorative, but the sofa is more supportive of your weight.

    Relaxing often. Two people brought their own coffee.

    I was wondering if the chip culture would become obsolete after all the electronic money, and it was kept in place by adding it at the time of accounting.

    That is, at the time of booking. Moreover, by paying a lot of tips, the staff''s love is also good.

    After completing my work, I quickly left my private room. Seeing off behind him, he took a breath of relief... It wasn''t the humans who got him.

    "Huh. It''s pretty hard to live in a completely inconspicuous way."

    Makina, who projected a half-twin maiden avatar three-dimensionally, shrugged her shoulders with the human society because of this.

    The most emotionally rich creatures in the spirit body, humans, and super AI were undoubtedly those that had no flesh.

    ¡°It''s an AI. I just couldn''t get my avatar out, so I was stressed.¡±

    Isn''t it okay for AI to dominate the world?

    "Don''t try to blame me for the big events in history."

    Well, if Master says stop, will you stop?

    As a result, humans were able to continue to be the protagonists of world history.

    For now, I feel calm and comfortable.

    "That''s... you''re just paralyzed, pretty much."

    Yuto and Asagina put their mouths on the coffee at the same time.

    In front of the sight, the half-twin maid nodded in satisfaction with her arms.

    I don''t think so. I didn''t think you were ascending to God.

    "I can''t believe my grandmother was just so young..."

    "So-so, Master." That''s what happens. "

    If you look at the real-world examples, you can''t say anything.

    Was it bitter? Asayana adds milk to her coffee.

    ¡°Speaking of which, was coffee good enough for you? Instead, should I ask if it was good for coffee? When this happens, it''s a classic to do evil in Susi bar''s private room.¡±

    I just ate sushi.

    "Yes, 20 years from now."

    More than that, Makina.

    I wonder if it tasted satisfactory, but I put the coffee cup on the wooden table to my satisfaction.

    You''re taking proper measures, aren''t you?

    ¡°Of course, we''ve finished the security work. This private room is completely secure.¡±

    Easily hacked and controlled the surrounding network. At the same time, I put a patch on the part where there seems to be a problem.

    Even the police, whether they''re involved in the coffee shop, can''t see what''s going on indoors.

    ¡°No one noticed, so no victims. If it''s not a complete crime, it''s completely innocent."

    Well, it would be a mistake to challenge super AI.

    Yuto did it lightly.

    Professor, would you like some magical defense?

    ¡°If there is a magically safe place, it will stand out.¡±

    That''s right, but isn''t that red-haired empress aware that we''re coming to this era?

    You''re definitely aware of that.

    Roll the coffee as black as it is.

    Caffeine has been an inseparable part of the Istas family since he was their master. Unlike Larsia, he''s a friend who doesn''t want to bring disturbances.

    "And we''re waiting like maidens for us to come." There''s no doubt about it. "

    "Is it a maiden...?"

    Well, you''re quite a romantic.

    It''s disgusting, isn''t it?

    "I''m sorry, my mistress, I''m really not feeling well."

    Well, from the victim''s point of view, that''s right.

    Yuto traced the edge of the empty coffee cup with his fingertips.

    So, the case is today, right?

    "Yes. Paleozoic monsters appeared this evening." It won''t be a few more hours. ¡±

    Velga deliberately sent us into the past. It won''t take days to go live.

    You don''t have to wait, but it''s hard to say you''re welcome.

    "I wish I had more allies." As expected, we don''t have time for this. "

    ¡°With the help of the Smart Council (Danishmend), we may be able to do something about it.¡±

    "No, I wanted to follow in the footsteps of Larsia''s descendants."

    The children of Larsia are coming to Earth.

    If so, it should be possible to travel to and from the world of the blue covenant (Bluewars) in a limited way.

    But Verga wasn''t so sweet as to allow it.

    I don''t think it was a bad idea to give priority to my real name, but I didn''t really expect to get in there myself.

    No, I had to deal with it if I expected it.

    Either way, it was impossible to ask for help outside.

    "Don''t let this prospectus get out of hand..."

    "Don''t look at me like I''m a concubine." You''re loved, aren''t you? "

    ¡°Rather, how do we stop it?¡±

    You''re right.

    Yuto nods and asks for more information.

    As Makina''s avatar turned her fingers, a pyramid-shaped building floated on the wooden table.

    ¡°From the New Willis Tower, Velga''s Simpa and her crew captured the building and turned it into a hostage paleozoic monster. The damage spread all over Chicago--"

    "The nucleus has been dropped."

    In the heart of it all, New Willis Tower is where it all began.

    Its predecessor was the second tallest skyscraper in the United States.

    A Chicago symbol featuring an antenna like two protruding horns.

    Outside the observation room on the 103rd floor, there was also a full-glass observation deck called The Ledge.

    After it was rebuilt by aging, it is called this.

    Arcology and Culture.

    A city in the shape of a building where consumption and production are completed in the building.

    Education, entertainment and work.

    With everything you need to live, people can end their lives without going outside the arcology.

    Everything is ideally designed and fully controlled

    Behind it, the Red-haired Empress waited.

    I''ve been waiting for you.

    Thinking of people visiting themselves -- all the time.

    "This is the Arcology..."

    After the coffee shop, Youtu''s are the place to start. I was visiting the biggest and newest symbol in Chicago.

    Yutu wore a white robe and remained in possession of the curse document.

    However, the strange gaze was not directed.

    In the 2050s, individual rights have become a highly social or political issue. Therefore, if you make a bad accusation, it can be ruined.

    As long as it does not violate public order, you are free.

    Of course, it stands out if it stands out or stands out.

    ¡°I''ve never seen arcology with my naked eye.¡±

    "I see. By the time Maizuna was born..."

    Trapezoid - Pyramid-shaped building. Rather, from a terrestrial perspective, it''s like a mountain.

    Rather than neck, I leaned back and finally saw the top layer. Even so, it is clear to the naked eye.

    The spotless white giant tower is realized by AI-controlled smart glass instead of paint. On its own, it also had the function of solar power.

    An environmentally friendly being born using extremely advanced technology.

    A city in the shape of a soaring artifact. In front of the overwhelming sense of scale, I thought it was only a tiny bit more than a human being or an ant.

    At the same time, it was humans who created and destroyed it.

    You''re not very surprised, are you?

    "No, I''m impressed..." That''s right. I don''t think Zhu Yin would be happy. "

    I liked sci-fi, too.

    It''s called an omnivorous meal.

    Asagi''s eyebrows twitched.

    When I get a name other than my real name, I can''t stay calm.

    "Well, it''s not floating in the sky like an aerial garden." It''s big, but it''s still realistic. "

    "Well, that''s right..."

    After all, the Great Magician (Archmage), who called himself his grandfather, had a lot of strange criteria.

    "I wonder if Velga is in that part of the sky..."

    Further up from the top of the pyramid stands a normal skyscraper, which retains the appearance of an antenna protruding like a corner.

    Perhaps the most important of these is the glass observatory set up in the sky. Because of the full range of AR and VR, there is more than a certain demand for raw impulses.

    Some of them existed for tourists, and although they were not usually open, they also existed on the top floor.

    ¡°Are you in such an easy-to-understand place?¡±

    Master''s concerns are valid, but I won''t take them off.

    "It''s a royal road in a bad way."

    I am absolutely confident and don''t have to be in anyone''s shoes.

    If so, you should be in the most prominent spot.

    After all, Velga is waiting for Yuto.

    Do you suddenly [instantly move (teleport)]?

    No, that would be taken care of.

    Simply forbid [Momentary Shift] or delay the transfer for a few tens of seconds and prepare to intercept in the meantime.

    You have to pay for the shortcuts.

    "That''s why I think we should go into Arcology normally..." Even ordinary people can get inside, right? "

    "Yes, but..."

    Maiyina puts her hand on the long object hanging from her waist.

    The cyber Japanese sword "Krikara" is deceived into the AR marker by Makina. This would also be mistaken as part of fashion, but security in arcology is not a city-wide ratio.

    ¡°Don''t worry, we''ve already intervened in arcology security.¡±

    ¡±Is it that easy...?¡±

    "As usual, he''s a competent online runner."

    It was not a ratio, but neither was different for Machina.

    Yout is at ease. While being somewhat hesitant, Maiyina moves to the general entrance of the arcology.

    Along with other tourists, the so-called moving sidewalk. I was guided inside on an auto-walk.

    The system is really futuristic.

    White, decorative and unobtrusive. At the same time, the passage is bright, but we don''t know where the proof is.

    While listening to an announcement about the history of arcology, he walked through several gates into a large space.

    "Is there a park in the building?"

    This is very spacious, isn''t it?

    The end of the auto-walk was full of natural vision.

    The lawn is beautifully maintained and naturally artificial, but the trees are also planted and covered in greenery.

    There was a pond like the park outside, and if I listened, I could hear the birds singing.

    Wind blows that can only be thought of as nature itself, and if you look up, the sun is also floating.

    There was a man jogging.

    There was a woman practicing an instrument.

    There was a family who sat on the lawn and stayed calm.

    A space that can only be seen as real nature.

    Asagina felt the definition of authenticity shake.

    ¡°This is more impactful than it looks.¡±

    "You must be aiming for it." It''s bold, isn''t it? "

    As you walk through the lawn talking to Makina, Asagina chases after you.

    The slow pace allowed me to catch up quickly.

    "What do you say? If you leave the park area, there will be a commercial area?"

    You don''t have to. There''s nothing to disguise yourself with right now.

    "Apart from the practical aspect, I''ll buy you anything that you want from Amagina."

    "I''m glad to hear it, but how can I say it?"

    There is no thorn in the voice more than words. It must be true that you are happy.

    "I see... Would you like to buy an arcology vacancy?"

    I don''t need it.

    Still, it doesn''t matter if you get it and sell it. But there''s so much more to it.

    ¡°Rather, how do we get there now?¡±

    "I wonder if we''re going to the top floor..."

    That''s right, you can''t get anywhere near it with your usual means.

    If so, we''ll have to go by force.

    All of a sudden, I''m talking about illegal behavior, but technically, Makina. Magically, Youtu is taking care of it.

    I met an old couple walking their pet, but even if they could understand Japanese, they wouldn''t understand the content of the story.

    ¡°For now, security is within our grasp.¡±

    "I trust you there, but..."

    The question is, what are we going to do about it?

    Do you want me to give you an evacuation order so you don''t get involved?

    He said, "Well, we''re talking about a population of tens of thousands."

    Where do you want to evacuate that many people? Unless it''s planned in advance, it''s not realistic.

    ¡±Still, evacuation drills... no, they''re not from Japan¡±

    "Evacuation outside the Arcology is not envisaged." There''s an evacuation shelter inside, so you''ll be there if you need it. ¡±

    Well, there''s no chance of an earthquake or water damage.

    If so, could it be a fire or a terrorist?

    It''s ironic that the person who is about to commit the terrorist act should worry about it... "

    ¡°If you know security, why don''t you go to the top of the law?¡±

    ¡°Yeah, it would be great if I could keep my drain down.¡±

    ¡°I''m very happy to be counted on, but to get to the top floor I have to go through the research floors of a highly secure company.¡±

    Outside of the zones open to the general public, a person tag is required.

    In addition, depending on its security clearance, the place where it is put is also different.

    It can be cleared, but security is not only electronic.

    ¡°Of course, there''s probably more than that around the top floor.¡±

    "... yes, there are also human guards, right?"

    If I put in a pizza or something, would you miss it?

    "That''s not true... isn''t it?"

    I have a score, but not enough to bet on.

    Youtou stopped once and bought a drink for two at the vending machine.

    It is set up as a matter of course, as is the case in Japan. Proof of good security.

    "Thank you... oh, I just remembered." Aren''t the men of the Red-haired Empress already mixed up? "

    Rather than a subordinate, it''s a simpa.

    You must be a very troublesome fan.

    "There''s no way that''s happening."

    While walking, Asagina slaps the mobile device containing the Makina.

    Youtou thought it was a very accurate expression, but he kept his silence. Dark Crowler, who had replaced Lord Malvat, was probably the head of the troublesome fans. There must be some other kind of difference.

    However, I didn''t seem to be able to explain it in a convincing way.

    That''s why we''re changing our conversation in a constructive direction.

    When that happens, it''ll be from the outside.

    You may have taken measures, but you may not have taken them at a distance.

    Whatever it is, it won''t move until nightfall.

    You''re running through the shadows, aren''t you?

    As soon as he drank the poisonous carbonated drink, Yutu threw it away.

    Then, a cleaning robot appeared out of nowhere and retrieved it.

 627 The Last Run (after)

    The evening book descends into the big cities of North America.

    Even if artificial light destroys darkness, evil is done in the shadows.

    The arcology of the white chalk remains the same, even at night.

    There was a shadow running through the pyramid-like wall.

    White robe.

    In my hand is the Book of Witchcraft.

    I used physiotherapy spells to strengthen my physical abilities. In addition, gravity is also manipulated to reach the top floor at a glance.

    If you do not fly, you will not touch the warning net.

    That''s what I was trying to do, but I couldn''t even guard Arcology.

    A security drone coded with a special paint that absorbed 100% of the light was about to surround the white shadow.

    It''s a drone unit controlled by a path independent of the arcology unit, just in case.

    Could it be that Makina could not grasp it in a short time?

    The warning to fly the drone to Arcology has been cut, but the drone itself does not stop moving.

    "This is private land. Please leave now."

    Warning as prescribed.

    When I heard that, the white shadow didn''t stop.

    If so, it will only be in the next stage.

    Knight Corporation, a Canadian-based mega corporation with the newest SSS ratings.

    This security drone shadowhawk was sent with confidence by an up-and-coming company.

    Of course, it''s not just about issuing warnings. It has not only non-lethal weapons like Taser, but also small calibre missiles and laser weapons.

    Power is supplied wirelessly from the arcology, and the uptime is practically unlimited.

    Although it is written as a drone, it also has a high defensive ability.

    Pretty high performance, even assuming counterterrorism. Even if I put it on the battlefield, it would be quite useful.

    Such a high-performance machine was rushing into the white shadows.

    As expected, humans would not have risen physically, but what was to be done would remain the same.

    And the result should have fallen within the expected range.

    "--It must be happening by now."

    As she manipulated the phantom under her consciousness, Youtou looked at the elevator in front of her with interest.

    I maintained an infrared perception that deceived even the supernatural senses of the dragon. The drones we''re monitoring on the various sensors will surely trick you into doing the same.

    It''s a little different from the arcology I''ve seen before, isn''t it?

    ¡°I guess we didn''t have to pay that much attention to the equipment we built. I''m just leaving it in an emergency."

    Design data obtained by Machina from cracking.

    Yuto and the others followed suit, breaking in through the underground unloading road.

    "I''m really used to it, what should I say..."

    As for the two of you who put together the plan in no time, Maizuka is speechless.

    Excellent skill.

    I can count on you.

    I''m sure that''s what you think, but I can''t honestly praise you.

    This doesn''t mean that Asagina''s head is too stiff...

    "I have grasped the operation of the elevator. The results of the self-check are safe.¡±

    I got Makina''s certification.

    However, neither Youtou nor Asagina take the elevator.

    When the door closes, it ascends with only air.

    Yeah, we got a dummy too.

    "Well then, let''s go as planned." Mind bonding?

    The main order was to use a spell to break through the front.

    Similar to the eponymous psychic ability, it is a physical spell that connects the spirit with telepathy [Mental Union].

    The hearts of my grandfather and grandchildren become one pure fact, not in a beautiful sense.

    ¨D ¨D I''m going, Claire Boyance?

    I switched to using the spell as I had been told in advance.

    Your body feels tired, but it''s okay. It is not enough to spit blood.

    Asagina''s vision moved away from her body and stretched a dozen meters away.

    "Well, I asked for Makina."

    I''ll take care of it.

    From underground, I don''t know what happened.

    But the tens of thousands of people living in the Arcology were stunned.

    I will never wake up. In fact, there was a power outage that had never happened before.

    Moreover, it will never be restored.

    Darkness came to the castle in the middle of the night.

    The only exceptions are those affecting human life.

    Multiple layers of security were instantly breached and the power cut faster than humans could recognize it.

    Later, a major incident called the Arcology Shutdown.

    It was very lightly settled.

    The Great Magician''s Retreat Steps of Archmage

    Finally, Yutu can instantaneously move to a point within his field of view (...) as long as it lasts.

    At the same time, Yuto grabbed Asagina''s waist.

    Mahjong, let''s go.

    Yes, yes.

    "Just keep an eye on the top."

    It wasn''t the ceiling that was beyond Amagina''s sight.

    Beyond. Just above the floor.

    Maiyina''s cyber-eye is equipped with a low light intensity correction function.

    In other words, there is no problem even when the power is out.

    If you think strongly of the sight, it will be passed on to Youtou.

    It''s as if you''re looking at it with your own eyes.

    The two of them disappeared from the basement.

    The next moment, the unseen grandfather and grandson appear on the upper floor.

    All you have to do is repeat the same thing.

    The eyes of the machine are blocked, and the eyes of men are out of reach.

    As it was, it ran all the way to the top floor.

    ¨D ¨D It seemed to me, but it was a step ahead. I stopped downstairs.

    In any case, [Momentary Movement] would have taken measures.

    "I''ll take care of the end."

    Asagi was relieved from Yutu''s arms and took a breath of relief.

    At that timing, an explosion rang out from overhead.

    I could see the floor above using Clairvoyance spells.

    "We''ve rampaged the air conditioning."

    "That''s not the only way to have such an explosion..."

    You must have caused a catastrophe in a way that no one else can.

    Masayana held her head against the all-you-can-do machina.

    The worst part is that we have to be thankful for the situation, not just for it.

    "...... Asakusa, you''ll be surprised, but don''t resist"

    "What the hell is going on this time?!"

    Youtou won''t answer.

    The results will be available soon.

    Apparently, you''ve accepted the invitation.

    The next moment, they and the AI were in a glass space.

    An aerial pavilion illuminated by the full moon and the stars on the ground.

    There, there was another demigod to suppress.

    "Verga..."

    Just now. Same as when we met 20 years later.

    A red-haired empress in a darker dress than darkness.

    Maiyina gazes up at the trick, but she doesn''t seem to have done it through her will.

    Velga was looking at only one man.

    Did you like the dungeon that my concubine prepared?

    I''m sorry, but it''s home training to pass through a dungeon that doesn''t have magic tools.

    I see. It''s a straight line for my most treasured concubine.

    "I''m in trouble because it''s true."

    I don''t think it''s like a gentle conversation between enemies.

    There is also the contradiction of attracting oneself while forbidding instantaneous movement.

    The magic technique that made it light.

    Everything, as if it weren''t there.

    Even a room covered in glass stretched up to 1,000 meters above the ground is not comparable to a lewd demigod who flips his face like a maiden in front of him.

    How many times has your son-in-law visited your concubine''s castle?

    "Does that also count when you''re about to be brainwashed in a dream?"

    "Now, stop, for I have told you to sleep and wait for the fruit."

    Well, I know it''s faster to break the building itself.

    If the citizens of Chicago ask. No, the words that an ordinary person would suspect of sanity if he heard them.

    In fact, Amagina, who was next door, looked up at her grandfather''s sideways face, which she could not see.

    If you do that, you''ll be forced to complete the ritual and disappear somewhere, right?

    That''s why the concubine has been waiting for you here, because the son-in-law will think about it.

    Complete mutual understanding.

    The demigod of evil smiled obscenely, as if he were to give birth to it.

    Underfoot, the night view of Chicago stretches through the glass.

    It was as if all the big cities were headed for the Empress.

    "And yet, there are too many uncertainties for others to be involved."

    ¡°Yeah, that''s why Makina shut me down.¡±

    Whether you''re taken hostage or involved, it''s troublesome.

    If possible, I will only ask you to be quiet, which is an inconvenience. It would be more than injuring or dying.

    "To be asked to meet a woman like that, it''s an exhaustion of female underworld."

    Yutu did not answer, but shrugged his shoulders.

    In contrast, Verga laughs lazily.

    "Now, what kind of love words will you whisper this time?"

    Shall we stop making this up as if we''ve done it before?

    "What, it depends on the receiver"

    Whatever you say, interpret it favourably.

    Yuto was completely used to it, but it only seemed to me that he was crazy.

    To be exact, are you here to negotiate?

    "This is something different. Was the concubine a woman who could only stop with words?"

    Even my Val, if you pay attention, it will stop.

    ¡°As expected, that comparison would be an insult to my concubine.¡±

    But he wasn''t as angry as he said he was. Velga smiles obscenely.

    I can''t see what Yuto looks like from Amagina.

    However, I felt that the remnants of the heroic spirit that existed a while ago had reacted.

    If we seriously fight, the damage is likely to increase.

    "Hmm. To defeat a concubine and stop the ritual." Did you say it was difficult to reach both at the same time? "

    "That''s right. If we let out a monster like you, we''re going to lose."

    After all, if you don''t defeat my concubine, the same thing will happen eventually.

    The words fluttered, and instead of stopping, the conversation progressed shortly after the words were pinched.

    "It''s so amazing..."

    The shaped lips are half-mooned, and the evil demigod shoots through Youtu with his sharp, obscene eyes.

    The spirit body (branch) seems to have little power left.

    ¡°Someone forced you to travel in time, didn''t they?¡±

    "Huh? What are you talking about...?"

    Originally, I understood that it was like a duplicate.

    Eventually, I knew farewell would come.

    That said, it''s another story to treat it like a definitive matter. Asayana is blatantly wolfed.

    However, Yutu said that he would leave her behind and proceed with the negotiations.

    "The spiritual body on the verge of collapse shall be that of a concubine. Now, what are the benefits?"

    Well? It''s up to Velga how to use it, isn''t it?

    "Kufufufufufu... that''s right."

    A red, long tongue peeps out. You''re lewd, and just looking at it makes your heart beat like a bell.

    "I don''t have enough things, but the luxury is not good. The offer--"

    "--No."

    Reflexively, she was speaking out loud.

    "I think that''s something you shouldn''t do..."

    "Hmmm... you want to prioritize your individual rights over the peace of the world?"

    ¡°Peace that ignores the individual is false.¡±

    True theory. At the same time, idealism.

    Asagina knows that reality is different.

    But I don''t listen to emotions.

    I hate it.

    It was unacceptable for Yuto to be this woman''s.

    "I don''t think justice has ever saved humanity."

    ¡°If you can''t reach the words, I''ll do my best.¡±

    I still have the feeling that I''m putting the gods of the other world down here.

    I know it''s barbaric, but I''m sure it won''t make me feel depressed...

    "Huh... but it depends on the will of your son-in-law, no matter how much you hate it."

    Verga and Asayana.

    Every gaze gathered to Youtou.

    There was no sign of being under any particular pressure, and Youtou made a decision.

    "My grandson is trying his best, but Grandpa can''t give up."

    "This is unexpected." No, isn''t that so... "

    The professor is basically a sweet (...) person.

    That''s good, but is there a chance of winning?

    "What are you talking about? The professor doesn''t fight without a chance."

    Expectations are heavy.

    Combining cutting-edge weaponry and mystery, we could only hunt them down.

    Even with the power of Valtrude, it didn''t kill me.

    Nevertheless, Youtou did not put too much pressure on him. It was always the same with the curse documents.

    Well, this time, the winning conditions are special.

    "Hmm. Is that enough to satisfy my concubine?"

    I want you to do it.

    Yuto unfolded around the nine-page slice from the curse document.

    Intuition (Third Eye)?

    This ninth staircase physiotherapy spell gives the magician the ability to understand the correct answer beyond reason.

    In other words, it was a spell that led to a forceful correct answer.

    "Mahjongna, support. Do what you want."

    "... I believe you"

    The duration of [Spiritual Union] is still there.

    Yuto''s intentions were understood without words.

    I''ll stop this time.

    You don''t need the power of a loan anymore, do you?

    The cyber Japanese sword stood in a crispy position, and Asakusa flesh-thinned to Verga.

    The red-haired Empress did not move with an obscene smile on her face.

    A reflexive nerve enhanced by cyberwear sticks out the tip of the Japanese sword into the white throat.

    --It pierced as it was.

    As usual, make a fool of yourself

    Of course I should say, it was a hallucination to pierce.

    The spot where you pulled out Kikara and Yutu detected it in [Intuition of Essence]. I waved it sideways behind me.

    Short Arrow of Rational Force (Force Bolt)?

    In addition, Youtu sent out a trap spell. The stairs and power are low, but accurate.

    It''s pretty good.

    As a result, Velga pulled the scythe out of the void to catch Krikala. [Short Arrow of Rational Force] gripped it with the other hand.

    Let''s pull out the weapon and take a step forward.

    "If you keep walking, you will definitely get there!"

    "It''s a victory."

    The great red scythe that brought destruction shone and bounced off Amagina, who was fighting.

    "It''s okay..."

    Kill the momentum before it hits the glass wall and get back in position. Fortunately, the glass observation room was safe. It didn''t look like there were any cracks in it.

    Short Arrow of Reason

    As expected, my son-in-law will have to be careful.

    "I don''t have a hobby of skydiving."

    Yuto spells the first staircase and stops Velga''s legs.

    Although it is carried out at a rate nearly twice as fast as that of a regular surgeon, it is not decisive. From the point of view of the Red-haired Empress, it was likely to be bitten by a rat.

    After all, I can''t give all my strength without my legs and limbs.

    I haa...

    Velga was in front of her before Maiyina could argue.

    I swung down the red scythe and tried to cut off both of them.

    Shrinkage of the Great Magician

    The shadows that break into it.

    I used my short-distance instantaneous movement to distance myself from Verga like I was abducting Amagata.

    "I knew it would come."

    Even without resorting to magic spells, the concubines and son-in-law are all in the heart.

    It''s just easy to see what you''re aiming for!

    Yuto''s arm came out, and Maizuna accelerated her nerves even further.

    To help cover it, Yutu boldly cast a spell on Verga.

    The two of them, who understood each other in spirit, approached the Red-haired Empress instead.

    The swordfish that unfolds in the glass room is as beautiful as a dance circle.

    Flame (Blast)?

    Anti-curse and anti-magic (counter-dispel)?

    It wasn''t organized like a spell. A mystery that embodies the deeds and will of God (Sacrament).

    A number of flame whips were scattered with magic spells developed by humans. In the meantime, Maiyina thrust herself toward Verga again.

    With the support of Makina, he will demonstrate the most efficient movement in the most successful trajectory.

    "The evasiveness should be less than 5%..."

    However, the cyber Japanese sword that was struck by collecting the charm of technology cannot reach the demigod of evil.

    Ignoring both probability and efficiency, it was absolutely inviolable.

    "This is fun, but is it the purpose of buying time?"

    Revive a group of previously extinct beings.

    Even though it is a demigod of evil, there are a number of conditions that must be met in the ritual.

    Stars. Array of stars. I mean, time.

    After that, the ritual cannot be performed. For now, but the world will be saved.

    "Wasn''t it fun?"

    ¡±If it''s anyway, I want my concubine to become obsessed with it.¡±

    The Red-haired Empress laughed.

    Like a girl, lewd.

    It''s obscene and innocent.

    Dead Demon (Dead Magic)?

    Ugh, [Against the Curse and the Devil]

    "No, let me get this through."

    Velga was able to put more magic into it.

    The magic of demonic destruction was turned back.

    Show me the wilderness without magic.

    The world was rewritten around the Red-haired Empress.

    Negative and posi inverted. Tone madness, noise, and tightening of the heart.

    "The suppression of magical activity... no, it''s a complete end." The world rejects the movement of magic items and the use of spells. "

    "That''s not true..."

    It''s not a causal recoil (backlash).

    It was the demise of the mystery.

    All the magic power disappeared from this space.

    In other words, all of Yout''s strengths will be lost.

    But that''s it!

    Mahjong!

    Lightning Chain?

    The thunderclap flooded the ring that Velga was wearing.

    Several strands of white lightning rained in.

    The conditions should be the same.

    And yet, the mystery of God is different.

    A demigod thunderbolt from Verga''s fingertips blasted the human body.

    "What... so...?"

    The magic power died off, and the connection with Youtou disappeared.

    That''s why I didn''t notice it.

    "I wonder why..."

    Covered by Yutu, he survived in a toasting manner.

    "That''s because the output is different..."

    Yuto smiles and answers Asagina''s words.

    It''s the same as when we used to deal with Vaina Marinen.

    Antimagic Sphere suppressed magic in the Extermination Realm , but the divine power was unleashed. With a stronger force, I bounced it off.

    They did the same thing to me.

    Before Youto does.

    That''s right, that''s not true!

    "It''s okay, that''s fine..."

    "Looking at the fold, the son-in-law likewise creates an unusable area for sorcery." Then, my daughter, who has strengthened her body with a machine, stabs her in the end. Was it such a prospectus? "

    "Oh... you should use your strengths, right?"

    Yutu, who was on his knees after being struck by lightning, stood up spontaneously.

    Maiyu Na was relieved, but she felt uncomfortable.

    I should say I''m not domineering. I feel guilty.

    It almost disappeared.

    It may be the first time that such a weak son-in-law has appeared.

    ¡±Really? I always feel like I''m on my own.¡±

    ¡±Kukuku...¡±

    Well, I''ll do it with the cards I''ve been given.

    "Oh, I''m scared. What kind of cards do you have?"

    It was decided when this spirit body was created.

    Yuto himself probably didn''t expect to use it, but that''s why he could become a Joker.

    Mahjongna

    "Stay back, please. I ''ll--"

    "Kill me."

    The red-haired Empress raised her eyebrows upside down.

    "If it falls into the hands of my concubine..." No, it''s too much of a son-in-law. By letting her down, we can ensure the safety of her granddaughter. "

    Shut up!

    ¡°Oh, good, that''s a lot like your real name.¡±

    "... you need it to win?"

    Youtu nodded.

    ¡°This is a family matter.¡±

    Faster than Velga could say anything.

    Without letting it out, Asagina pressed Clicquara against Yuto''s chest.

    Still, I wasn''t completely prepared.

    ¡°I''ll help you.¡±

    With Makina''s support, I squeezed in.

    I wanted to turn my eyes away.

    Just look me in the face.

    I wanted to scream.

    I bent my back teeth so hard that they crushed.

    I pierced through Clicquara.

    "Oh, this one hurts..." Exile''s old man is always full of scratches and can fight normally..... "

    "I''m sorry... I don''t have enough power..." I''m sorry. I''m sorry. I''m sorry. "

    ¡±No... apologizing and thanking... me¡±

    The white robe is stained with blood.

    Yuto touches Asagina''s hand gently as she smiles at the severe pain that the Japanese sword is pulling out of her body.

    I turned my gaze to Verga.

    I''m not laughing.

    I stared at him with a serious expression to see what would happen. No, I was watching.

    Divine Power Unlock (Purge)

    It represents the ascension of the rank of God, and exerts a power that no man can have.

    I didn''t want to, but I didn''t say I couldn''t.

    "Conditioning (contingency) or not. Your son-in-law... at the price of the death of the spirit body... No, if it''s just the liberation of divine power, it''s not that much to do?"

    "I''m sorry, Velga. I was going to negotiate--"

    I didn''t try to normalize the Exorcism Realm by force.

    "--You ''ve prepared a hand that you can kill."

    Everything is for that reason.

    Fortune Creation (Fort Fortuna)

    Verga''s father. A mystery used by the evil god Dakstum against the helix of despair (Leliulia).

    Forcing the fate of death against the helix of despair that does not perish because it is perishing itself.

    It was similar to the cause-and-effect reversal that the place where it was pushed was the place where it was pushed rather than the place where it was pushed. However, it was destined to go beyond that.

    It was a space without magic, on a modest scale, and although it was conditional, Youtou reproduced it (copied).

    "Is this the death of my concubine?"

    A black line ran through his proud red hair.

    Just the length of the neck.

    This is the fate of Verga''s death.

    A trump card that destroyed the helix of despair, the mystery was unleashed to supercharge the Demon Realm (Dead Magic Area) and carve the fate of death into the evil demigod.

    The conditions for it to trigger are...

    Asagi, I''ll leave it to you later.

    I''ve been entrusted with it.

    ¨D ¨D To cut the black line running through Varga''s red hair by the relatives of the surgeon (Yout).

    ¡°Makina, I need your support.¡±

    I''ll help you with my whole body and spirit.

    Already, the effects of Mental Union had disappeared.

    But I knew what I had to do.

    "I got control of my lower body. Master, concentrate on swinging your sword."

    Rather than not obtaining consent, we do not consider opposition.

    Makina moved Asana''s body through a reinforced reflex [Combat Reflex] that ran all over her body.

    Acceleration from a completely flat state without any action.

    Velga, who was stroking the black line in love, was poked into the void.

    "What an innocent man."

    "Tell me to the end!"

    I shook Clicquara to the side and the blade blunted Verga''s fingertips.

    A drop of blood danced in the glass space.

    It''s red.

    Blood is no different from people and Youtu.

    Living with the half-body of evil.

    "Same as me... If you kill me, you''re a dead creature!"

    Maishina roared.

    Makina was chasing Velga with an idea that was not human.

    "I was the only one watching, Velga." Is it just as hard as Val? "

    It was around the Empress.

    At the same time, it''s something that makes Verga feel Verga.

    If so, this development may have been decided from the beginning.

    Makina, you''re still down, aren''t you? Go ahead.

    Got it.

    Asagina''s figure was shaking.

    The boundaries with the world swayed like a mirage, closing the gap with Verga in an instant. It''s as if you''ve moved from one moment to the next.

    It''s been a dexterity for a while.

    Maiyina silently swung down Krikara, and the glass space trembled.

    It''s only a matter of time before we catch Velga.

    But it won''t last long, will it?

    "Two seconds."

    For a flash.

    Velga turned the lacquered dress around Kikara''s blade.

    Flash.

    I kicked at the glass floor and Asayana chased me, and the tip of the sword curled Velga''s red hair.

    While doing so, Makina controlled Asagina herself behind Verga.

    The black line of destiny drawn on the red head is right in front of us.

    "It''s too straight. It''s like that woman (...)"

    Verga took out the red scythe from the void and collided with Clicquara.

    The clash of mystery and science.

    Velga laughed with a half-moon mouth.

    There''s no way we can win.

    The results were determined from the beginning.

    Fragments twinkle and fall like the night scene.

    The blade that was struck by collecting the charm of modern technology was shattered into pieces.

    It''s clogged up.

    It''s not over yet!

    I knew it.

    I knew this would happen.

    I was already at my limit when I was released by Valtrude.

    And if we don''t push our limits, we won''t get to Velga.

    "-Acknowledged, I''m going to use my [Blazing Weapon]."

    The flame bursts out of the sharp edge of the sharp edge, giving rise to the blade.

    The crystal of wisdom, a magic spell, envelops the sword of wisdom with the flame symbolized by Fudo Myoo.

    How could a machine manipulate magic in the Demon Realm?

    What? Makina is also the Son of God?

    Say the right thing again!

    What is the relationship between AI and God?

    Only my grandparents, who were only visible to the same generation, were amazed enough.

    Asagina was not moved by Makina''s farce.

    It''s just Makina, or Yutu, trusting you to do something about it.

    Unique focus.

    That stupidity is the key to victory.

    Lightning Chain?

    Liberation of Divine Power - Curse Resistance Demon

    Yuut, who was bleeding, laughed.

    It''s not like I''m going to do it. He looked proudly at the back of Amagina.

    Three flashes.

    [Three Round Burst], a triple strike from a man-plane, finally captured the demigod of evil.

    A blade of fire touches the redhead that dances with Verga''s movements.

    No hesitation, no confusion. There is no impatience for opportunity.

    Makina and Amayana, who had become one, slashed and torn more red hair than the [Flame Sword].

    Glossy, lewd redheads spread out in the glass space.

    "Kukuku, kukuku." Not once, not twice. "

    Velga, who had her hair cut firmly, gave a lewd laugh.

    A signal to say the end.

    "I''m totally fucked." A feat that even Valtrude Istas can''t even proudly accomplish. "

    "Hah, hah, hah..."

    Maiyu Na knelt down on the spot due to the harsh use of the reinforced reflex nerves. My breathing is rough, and I''m sweating so much that I can clearly see it on the glass floor.

    Now we don''t know which one wins.

    "We won."

    Yuto frowned and smiled, before turning to Amagina.

    Umuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

    Even if I admit to losing, I don''t feel miserable.

    Even in a shortcut, he was obscene, untied, and Verga.

    I see. I was thrilled to be disappointed.

    "Kukuu. I wonder if your son-in-law is interested in your concubine, too."

    A toy that''s no longer of interest is the right type to break it, right?

    "Now then....."

    Isn''t that right, or is there no memory of the end of a boring toy?

    The only thing that is certain is the fact that you didn''t deny it.

    Well then, Son-in-law, I''ll see you around.

    "Whether you affirm or deny it, it seems like you''ll be pleased, and it''s difficult to choose a word..."

    Still, I didn''t choose silence.

    Next time, let''s do it in a way that doesn''t bother people any more.

    Your son-in-law''s wish won''t go unimpeded.

    Finally, a lewd - that is, a smile as usual.

    The demigod of evil vanished into fragments of light.

    Like you''re melting into the night view of Chicago.

    One end.

    Without commenting or complaining, Yuto turned to Asagina.

    Bloody, but he doesn''t seem to care about the wound anymore.

    ¡°Well done. Can you stand up?"

    "It''s okay......"

    Mai Yiuna stood up with her hands on her lap and looked up firmly at Yutu''s eyes.

    "I want to praise you more, and I want to reward you as much as I can..." Sorry, we''re leaving too. "

    "... that''s how it''s going to be."

    Are you sure this is the end? I didn''t really feel that way about Maizuka.

    On the contrary, I couldn''t help but stab Velga.

    But it must be more than Youtu says.

    I don''t think it''s covered.

    "Um......"

    What is it?

    Grandmother - I wish I could see your real name again.

    That wish will not come true.

    Selfishness, I can''t say.

    ¡°After all, what will happen to the future?¡±

    More than that, there must have been something I wanted to say or ask.

    Nonetheless, I''m concerned about what my real name said, but there''s nothing I can do about it.

    "Yes, the future will change." The only people who remember the incident caused by Verga may be Asagina and his real name. ¡±

    "That I didn''t have everything...?"

    The Paleozoic Monster was gone. They are buried in the strata and do not appear on the stage again.

    Chicago, burned to the ground with a nuclear weapon, doesn''t exist. The streetscape that now spreads under my feet is passed on to the future.

    And the magic spell that was the power to fight the Paleozoic Monster remained on the back.

    As if there was no magic in the world, history is engraved.

    That''s just a little bit of the Earth itself, though.

    "With that power, I will also return to the future - to the former era..."

    Rather than the resilience of time, the Earth itself reacts to antibodies.

    Just like the causal inversion of the magic spell, I was trying to eliminate a foreign object called Amagina that shouldn''t exist in this era-and I was trying to bounce it back to its original location.

    "Oh, don''t worry, there''s no such thing as a worse future ahead of you." And then, Makina also helped me a lot. "

    "It''s a super AI."

    Yutu spilled a smile and relaxed from his shoulder.

    When I saw it, Asagina''s heart jumped.

    However, it was only for a moment.

    I was drawn back to reality by the words of Yutu, who had nothing else to do with it.

    I''ll see you in the future.

    "... in the future?"

    If there wasn''t a strange incident in the future, I should be able to see you normally.

    "Ahh... that''s going to be... right..."

    Asagina''s expression remained the same. I wouldn''t smile if I were you.

    However, her spine stretched straight and tension returned to her voice.

    ¡°Okay, I''ll bump into you in the future.¡±

    "I''m scared of interest."

    "If you want to calculate, you can do it."

    ¡°You have to follow the advice of a support AI. Unwillingly--"

    That became a goodbye.

    Without a hint or anything, Asagina and Makina were vanished. All that remained was an empty space.

    In a glass-fronted space in the sky, Youtu sighed unexpectedly.

    The laws of the world cannot be taken into account. Even if I know, I want to complain about something that can''t be done.

    Yuto looked up at the sky and somehow returned his emotions to the flat.

    There''s nothing we can do about it.

    Well, I''ll take care of the rest.

    This individual is a spiritual body that is not even a divine body. Now it''s like the remnants of the Amakusa Hero.

    The mission was fulfilled. This is outside the scope of the response.

    The future will not be known until that time comes.

    So, I''m not responsible for this Yout. Even if there was, Yuto himself was responsible for it.

    Even though Velga chose the Star World as her next stage after taking her final word for it.