29-Years-Old Bachelor Was… Brought to a Different World to Live Freely

An instant blackout of sight and a floating sensation.

As soon as my vision returns, what comes into my eyes is a giant domed white structure. And phosphorescence dancing around like a fluorescent. A short distance away I see a structure like a security gate and a mechanical soldier defending it.

"This... is a restricted area near Harpy's settlement."

"Really? What's the name here?

"It's a garrison of mechanical soldiers. Although it's also called a rest stop because it's convenient for a break."

"I see."

Speaking of which, it's still not tense after killing people. Though I have no choice but to protect myself, I still don't feel very good about killing someone who makes sense of the word, unlike demons.

You perceived something from my complexion, Mr. Ermina hugged me softly and rubbed my back. Wrapped in a soft body feel, it makes me feel a little upward when I was depressed.

"Are you okay?"

"You're not doing very well."

Be honest. Though he's attacked me, killing people is still mentally tight. If the other guy is a bad guy on the outside road or something, it still doesn't hurt my heart.

"Did you kill him?

"Probably. We haven't identified the body yet."

If you're alive with that, it's a big deal. If he shows up again, the next thing you know, let's kill him for sure.

"Yes."

Mr Ermina said nothing more. He just kept stroking my back with me in his arms.

"Don't stand up, let's get some rest, shall we?

That's what Mr. Ermina says. He leaves me, and he looks out for Rijuana. Riffana then sat on the grass and pounded her own knee.

"Look, I'll give you a knee pillow"

"Oh, wow."

Some kind of flowing collaboration... sounds like we were discussing it in advance. Now shut up and be knee-pillowed without thinking hard. Fall asleep in the grass and keep your head in the knee pillow of the rifana. Rijuana's hand strokes my head. I didn't even know what that meant. I almost cried.

He looked terrible before he got here.

"Right."

I also feel better while I'm being caressed in silence, so I wake up.

"Enough?

"Oh, thank God"

I can't stay depressed forever. I'm hungry, too.

"I wonder who that man was. I can't believe Lii's family took such an attitude towards humans."

"I don't know unless you ask me in real life, but I think it's probably an ancient survivor. I don't know why he's alive."

"The Ancients, did they make groundbreaks? You live a long time, huh?

"Look, there was a body that dried up in a canned facility, wasn't there? Perhaps that kind of device keeps working and hibernating."

"I see."

"In the meantime, we're a long way from a forbidden garden here, and there won't be a chase. I mean, rest until the real one finishes processing pseudo-divinity."

"Well, let's get ready for camp."

By order of Mr. Ermina, we immediately began to prepare for the camp. Set up a tent out of storage and make kamadu, sinks, and dining tables with earth magic. The sink was made easy to use water through piping from a tank made of stone. The drainage is perfect.

"You're kind of clever enough to use magic now."

Apparently they followed the tent setup. Rijuana squeaks watching me make crisp sinks and dining tables.

"The power is back. Now you can build a stone house in minutes."

Even a castle fortress can be built if it takes time. I'm not an architecture expert, so I'm sure they'll both be cluttered!

Consider today's lunch menu while serving cookware from storage. I didn't even have time to take a break after the forbidden entry into the garden, so I'm actually pretty hungry. It's completely past noon.

"What's good?

"Something less heavy would be nice."

"Oh well. Soup or something."

Try to serve him a can of fruit, mainly soup that he took stock of by baking and drying river fish. Besides, salted behemoth meat should be moderately salted out, then boiled, and served with boiled behemoth without stewed pork? If you want to make more and eat for dinner, it's a good idea to make it a night meal.

Ermina throws in firewood when she returns from picking up firewood when she is powering it with fire magic. If you want to heat it with fire magic, you have to watch it all the time, so it's easy to have firewood.

"I've got a bird for you, so I'll be right over there."

"If you have an edible gut, bring it before it drops in freshness. Storage allows you to keep it fresh, so you can use it for dinner."

"Okay."

It seems Mr. Ermina has already finished draining blood in the wind a little further away. He also starts ing bird feathers that he doesn't know by name. Riffana had sorted Hermina's ed feathers. Will you do it to Yaba?

When we were about an hour old, we started having a much slower lunch.

"Good luck"

"Well, you're tired of everything."

"I'm not bored with you, Tysi."

That contrasts with the look of Rijuana looking really tired and the look on Mr. Ermina's face smiling. Take a sip of the ice water in the impromptu mag first and sigh out. I'm blissful with cold ice water on my kinks when I'm really tired.

"In the meantime, shall we summarize the situation"

"Yeah, I think you should do that."

"Yeah, please"

"Now you're waiting to process the pseudo-divine character you took in. The pseudo-divinity I took in from that great sword seems to be quite powerful, so I thought it might have moved forward a lot."

Speak quickly while doing the boiled behemoth in a toy. Yeah, could I have drained some more salt? It's a little salty, but this makes the bread go ahead. Mr. Ermina and Rijuana seem to take it from the soup.

"I hope so. And then there's Lii's family."

"Right. I'm not out of speculation, but the surviving old man and Lii's family were more cooperative... than the Lii's family respected the old man as superior, right?"

"Right. I don't think those high-minded people are just human beings, and Tysi's guess is probably on it, right?

Rijuana nods as she dips bread in the soup and carries it to her mouth.

"Well, maybe. There was an ancient sense of conversation when we were having a conversation, so there's no doubt about it."

"By the way, why did that guy come after Tysi-kun?

"Oh, no god - real is like the evil god that destroyed the old world, or the ancients, isn't it? So it seemed like a grudge was looking for you."

It's a little salty, but I can't stop eating boiled behemoth. Um, this bite is good, isn't it? Behemoth meat. Aren't you even in the Great Tree Sea? If you're here, I'd love to hunt.

"What evil god... are you okay?

"I guess it's okay. To give you a rough idea of how I heard about the demise of the Old World, the ancients wanted to enslave the gods and use them in the form of pseudo-deities, and he was the last survivor. Well, it's like he was left to the end because he was too evil or too powerful to control, but the ancients who kept using the resource of God eventually got their hands on him and said he was about to be destroyed by a frenzied guy."

There's no such thing as a good element.

The cheeks of the lijuana that were opening the cans of fruit that had been cooled with ice water draw.

"Well, listen to me till the end. So, it was that sword I found today that stopped him from destroying the world because of that frenzy. He returned to sanity, apparently devoting himself to the regeneration of the world by abandoning the true portion of the Evil God, with the pseudo-divine man who had survived as his subordination. He's an evil god, but he was the only real god who survived, so he felt like he had to regenerate the world."

Mouth the soup. Yeah, it feels good to be light. I think the boiled behemoth is balanced by the saltiness.

"It's a big story on the scale. I never thought I'd hear the truth about what the world is like today."

"Well, in person, the Book God? because he says so. At least I've met Vault and Guyna in kind, and I'm pretty sure it's not true from their attitude... That's off the record. So, back to the story, there are more clear enemies. The old man... well, maybe he screwed up, but Lii's family won't let us."

"Right. I don't think Lii's family's coming out of their territory, but I think it's better to be alert just to things."

"I don't think it's an imminent threat because the power zone of the family here and Lii is quite far apart. I don't even think I can track us down."

I see a rifana eating syrup-pickled fruit with a wooden fork, and I reach for a can that is also chilled. After-dinner dessert would be nice.

"Because you flew in with a metastasis. However, it is possible that Lii's family may be hiding an Old World Heritage Site… with something special to follow."

"Well, there's a lot of special things to be unearthed in a restricted area."

The magic pistols I picked up the other day and the variable magic long guns are probably over-specified as the magic guides of our time. I can't even disassemble it because of the unusually rugged material. If I could at least disassemble it, I'd do it in reverse engineering.

"In the meantime, I wonder if this is the place to grasp the status quo. Anything else?

Mr. Ermina raised her hand to my words.

"I'm a little nervous that you don't know where you're going to get the power. What are you going to do?

"Uh, I'm not exactly sure, either, am I? It's like the gods aren't a single rock, so there's just a policy of getting some allies to antagonize the forces."

"Is it going to work?

"Well, I just hit each other, too. There seemed to be something in real life."

Hit the syrup-pickled yellow peachy fruit. The texture of the slightly stiff pulp is pleasant. The sweetness of the syrup is very tasty combined with the sweetness and acidity of the fruit itself.

So far, this can consumes dantoz fast, doesn't it? I particularly like Rijuana.

"It's practically close to no-plan. I don't think we're gonna hit each other again."

"Well, I don't care what you think of destroying them, assuming they hit each other."

Mr. Ermina laughs bitterly. The Vaults may not be real gods, but they are actually worshipped in this world. I've hardly ever been involved with the Temple before, but it seems that there are some present benefits to believing, so if I destroy it, there's a chance that it will go away. Sometimes they come down and wield their power.

"Well, it's always been a battle to get out. It will be."

"It's not appropriate."

"Maybe if I were a little smarter, I'd come up with a better hand."

In the meantime, we just have to get rid of everything right in front of us one by one. There's only so much I can do.

"I don't have anything to teach you, and let's just say we wait for a flirt."

"Aren't you going to attack the groundbreakers?

"It sounds like a military facility, and it would be better when real life can move because security seems tight. The phrase I stormed out of my mind, I can't open the door and it's going to be a feather that's going to come home amazing. Besides, if you make a scene, the family of Lii might feel you."

"Right. I don't know how, but it looks like he was just on his way into that giant tree."

There was probably some kind of sensor or junction or something that we wouldn't notice. I think I can see through the line right now, but I don't think I can see through any sensors without direct danger.

"Shall we take it slow, then? It's been a rough day."

"But I can give you another knee pillow, okay?

Sandwiched by a smiling Hermina and a red-faced rifana, it fills with nature and a grin. I'm sure you're both concerned. Yeah, let's change our minds without dragging Gudagda.

Three days have passed since he fled with a transfer to the garrison of mechanical soldiers. The last three days have been really peaceful. The woods around here are relatively calm and there are few demons, and it's safe at night because demons don't come close to the confinement we make camp in the first place. There was a connection between you and me.

There's nothing to worry about, as I was able to cover enough for what was in storage and the mountain vegetables I collected and prey I caught in the vicinity with regard to food. Needless to say, about water and dwellings.

So, I spent the last three days very peacefully, especially since I didn't have anything to say about this. Mr. Ermina sweetened me, Rijuana sweetened me, and the three of us took a nap. That was already a full three days.

"Cheating. Not cheating?

And godless reality is the crown.

"Is it taily for the three of us while I process pseudo-divinity with insomnia rest? Nice, no cheats. I'd love to flirt with you too."

"Okay, okay. Next time, next time"

"That's the one you're definitely not willing to do. No, no, no, no, no!

I bent Heso because it felt like I was going to spend another day getting in the mood. There is no divine majesty or shit. Is it heartfelt when it comes to not sneaking around without asking questions?

Mr. Ermina and Rijuana are going to stay at the nearest Harpi settlement with a distraction, so it's just the two of us today in real life. Well, they pulled me into the tent quickly.

"You got something pretty good. I won't destroy them, but it's a good weapon to repel."

After the first battle, Real says so, clawing the sword I took from my old man. I don't care, but you're both naked, so watch your treatment. That's not half as sharp either.

"What do you mean?

"This sword can destroy an avatar to interfere with the world."

"Avatar?"

"It's a temporary body for God to interfere in this world. To you, it's like an operating character of a game. No matter how bummed the game's operating characters are, the players themselves don't hurt or itch, do they?

"Hmm...? Well, right?

"This sword completely destroys such a godly avatar and renders it unusable, which means it cannot be continued. Making a new avatar can be costly and time-consuming, so you can repel it for now."

"Somehow I could understand, but the Vault I cornered last time looked pretty painful, huh?

Sure, the damage didn't go through against normal slaughter or magic, but the sword's brave stepfather's special attack, the attack with Hundred Flashes, seemed to have worked, and it seemed disastrous to store and dismantle the slashed body parts in storage.

"That's because your slaughter hurt God's body for a moment beyond the reason of the world, and every Vault avatar hurt his body with the power of my superior God. Is the former like the wound the game character received feedback over the monitor, while the latter is like a hand suddenly growing from the monitor and punching him in the face?

"What's that frightening?"

"Vault must have been surprised."

Real puts down his sword laughing at Couscous and strokes my chest plate. I feel scared just because I can clearly imagine the analogy.

"Well, now I'm like a disturbing character who suddenly appeared in a boxyard development game, and a horror presence that hits me directly over the screen when I try to get rid of it"

"I guess that's the way it is. Or a pest boiling in the field, or a vermin."

That would be a leap forward in trying to eliminate it. Is this the Tsukahara? What the hell are you reaping?

"If it's a game, reset it instantly, or you're about to load the save data before it shows up."

"If it's a game. Unfortunately, it's not a game, so it doesn't work either."

"I wish you wouldn't get your hands on me badly and wait till I die of lifespan"

From God's point of view, my life expectancy wouldn't be much time. It feels like letting it go.

"Well, because I'm involved. I thought you couldn't even leave me alone as a vault.

"It's your fault."

"As one element, yes. If you're just pulling into the city and doing some production, I don't suppose you've come this far?

"I see."

Sure. If you just wanted to have a good life, you could have worked out there and then spent some time like that working wizards and blacksmiths in the city. Where was the starting point for getting on the brave route...... that troll exorcism, that's a Knights visit. Maybe if I went through there, I'd have lived a completely different life than I do now.

"You're barren to talk about if. It's more about how things will work in the future. How's it going with the power restoration?

"Right, well, have you recovered to the same extent as before? You've got a little bit more stacked up."

That's what Real says as he looks at his hands.

"Right. So, what do you do when the time is ripe? I didn't ask you exactly what you were going to do."

"With that said, you did. I'm going to pull some of those kids in this way, but the specific strategy is to get you to take God's test."

"God's Trial?

"Yes. Break through the trials imposed by the gods and have them bless you. And in the end, I ask you to rise to the seat of God"

"No, no, I don't like it. Going up to the throne of God means being a god, right? I refuse that."

"Why? You're gonna be immortal, and you're gonna be able to accommodate a lot of things, right?

"No, you can't be immortal or something. I don't like being left alone with my daughters."

"You just have to be a family member. That way, you'll be able to spend your eternal time with your mates."

"Hmm..."

Say it like it's nothing, but to be honest, it doesn't really boil down at all. You're going to be a god, you're going to be a god. If you settle it with your family, you mean your daughters will be immortal, just like me, after all? How about that?

I don't see God becoming immortal and having a happy ending in creativity.

"Well, I won't rush to a conclusion. It's good to meet the conditions leading to the throne of God in order to stop those children from interfering. If you decide to end it after your life has run out and you reach the throne of God, those kids will be convinced for now, too. You should consult with your companions to decide if you really want to act as God. You have until your life runs out."

"Don't make it sound so easy."

"It won't change that much now. I'm stronger than I am now, and I just lose my temper as a human being. That's a lot of constraints as a god, but basically, it's easy."

Real leans on me as I fall asleep and whispers in my ear.

"Besides, you got your hands on me, so you have to take responsibility for me, right?

"You must be a little cowardly..."

"Because I'm an evil god. Night raids, morning runs, everything, right?

Real laughs couscous. Well, no. Let's just give it a lift. If you want to make a decision by the time you die, you don't have to worry about it right now. Do what you can tomorrow, let's go in the spirit of. It's just an advance on the issue.