Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

Above the Great Temple of Multhandel, which turned into rubble, one woman watched the tragedy with a bitter expression.

The person is a blue-haired, neat-faced woman with impressive intelligent cleavage eyes.

He wears a cloth that is so thin that his skin looks clear that he is exposed to brilliant proportions at all costs.

From what I've seen, she's a beautiful woman, but at the same time she feels different from people. No, the woman was not a person.

No one had noticed her presence, somehow unrecognized by those directly beneath her, and she was busy cleaning up the aftermath of the tragedy caused by the unsolved catastrophe.

Many corpses are lined up, sobbing beside them, continuing to look for families whose whereabouts have teased them, or reuniting with the family they have finally searched for.

But she wasn't looking at people like that.

'The Summoners have been destroyed... Now you can't summon a brave man.'

The power that destroyed the Great Temple was not an attack by magic.

Therefore she could not perceive. In other words, it was due to a physical attack, which was a painful blow for them.

Brave men were a necessary presence for them and a necessary factor in transforming this world.

However, due to some attack, the prospect is cut off.

'I've never seen an attack like this before. I can't even feel magic or divine power. Is that an old age weapon? But it must have been obsolete.'

"Aquilata, what's it like?"

"Fraceless... that's not his offense. It's obviously man-made."

Aquilata answered concisely, without panicking at the sudden call.

Behind it stands a girl who looks about fourteen years old with red hair. But this place is above the sky.

"Humans did this? If so, it's a pain in the ass."

"It's no trouble. The attack is coming from further above this planet, from space that we can't even reach? Besides, they can always aim here"

"Wow, that sucks. Who did this to you?

"You can't be human in this world, because you're dumber than you used to be... Possible are the surviving brave or the reincarnated..."

This world, once advanced civilization was doomed, and technical skills were reduced all at once.

It's hard to imagine humans in such a world using ancient technology. If it does, it will inevitably be a brave man or a reborn man.

"He lah!? Well, if you're a brave man, I know, but why would a reincarnated man go after this place? We owe you our lives, don't we?

"Come on? But there's a good chance you see us as enemies. I don't think so, but is there some kind of instruction from the other god?

"I can't allow you to be on your own in people's worlds! Kill all the reborns!!

"That's not going to work either. Whatever... they're stronger than us. The other guys showed me their info, but some of the guys on the list have basic abilities subordinate to God... We can't win first if we mutate from the fairy..."

"Why are you so strong, that's crazy!!

"When you reincarnated them, it was a mistake to throw them round and leave them to you. I don't think they're gonna set us up from the inside out. He's better at managing the world, so it wouldn't be weird if he had some special trick."

Now, as you can see, they are two pillars of the Four Gods, Aquilata and Fraceless.

Aside from the lack of conspiracy, it was undoubtedly the reincarnators who collapsed the Grand Temple of Multhandel.

They are entrusted with the management of this world, but the response is too dodgy and delicate.

The greatest factor in this will be the existence of God's authority given to them by the Creating God when they were fairies, whose power raised them in rank as a species.

The fairy was highly enjoyable in nature and most of its essence was for play purposes. What happens if we give God's power to such beings? The answer rolls around the world on its own, knowing even if the world is doomed because of it.

There is no recognition that they have abandoned evil gods in other worlds or that they are causing much trouble to other gods.

I've just been doing whatever I want, not managing the world, and ignoring troubles for a long time.

Unfortunately, they have no consciousness of sin. That doesn't exist any more than it did.

But they are not formal gods.

I can only interfere with the world in a limited way, and I have no power to interfere with events. For this reason, there is no way to know the state of the world, and there are systems that do it, but I have never used it. Precisely, it would be more right not to just have access to that system.

Therefore, I cannot imitate the victimhood of evil gods, but I am saying, "Benefactor of life", etc., just because I have a procedure that allows me to live in this world. It was the gods of the other worlds who struggled.

Finally, in contrast to reincarnating the victimhood of the Evil God, we had to rely on the help of the Divine in the other world to adapt ourselves to the management of this world. They complained about repeated vices at that time, but they know and know that other gods cannot interfere in the world they manage.

Only evil wisdom works would be of a nature from the time of the fairy. But there are exceptions to everything.

Just because they are, they also treat the reincarnated as' It sounds interesting, send them to dangerous places! 'And it was really irresponsible.

But now, I am anxious that its absolute authority will begin to be threatened. This has been happening since the resurrection of the Evil God.

"You can't summon a brave man to fight it, and you can't summon him. There's only one guy who's going to win, but we have no idea who's got how much power."

"Why are you sending those people to me?!! Are those people over there stupid? What will you do when the world breaks? Ooh!"

In this case, it is the four gods who are destroying the world, but unfortunately they are everywhere in their own right.

I don't know that my magic was dying because of the brave summons, and at worst we were in danger of annihilation. I don't even want to know. Naturally, if the magic drains, we have no choice but to destroy ourselves.

But I couldn't get that far for my unfortunate personality. With their actions like that, the world was slowly in danger of annihilation.

But they don't even care, if it's funny now, that's fine.

"I wish I'd asked the reincarnators for some information, but I'm sure... they told me how to communicate, right?

"I only used it once, huh? Besides, they don't always listen to us. In the first place, you don't know how many people are coming this way, do you?

"You turned the whole thing into a round throw. I can't believe that abandoning the evil gods has made the situation worse..."

"They're ungrateful. Oh, I'm definitely gonna hold them off!

"If you go straight from the front, you'll be dead for sure. If this is the case, I should have gotten a list."

At this point we had abandoned the possibility of the brave men we had summoned.

The surviving braves also accumulate considerable anger in them and don't even think they're after an opportunity for revenge.

The four gods worshipped as gods were in pretty good shape and did not doubt that they were absolute beings. It was some time ago that we learned that it was a mistake.

"Well, make it an ex-brainer. Make it a reincarnation, only to smash it. Using both humans."

"That's right, all you have to do is let the guys in the way take them down with their servants! Ungrateful, Destroy!

"Let's put down the trust. Tell him to destroy the fool who has no vengeance on God. Let them do what they want! Look... I'll definitely broil the rats out."

They think they're right. But people's worlds don't.

Tetratheism was now seen with a white eye from each nation, and the power to summon the warriors was lost. Moreover, it was still before the magic of recovery came out, and it will be difficult to establish authority in the future.

Furthermore, this time the damage to the national capital is the worst, and efforts must be made to restore the political centre, which will delay the rescue of the victims that has occurred everywhere. It will no longer be a matter of time before the eyes of disbelief begin to be directed against the Four Divinities by many.

But there's no way the Four Gods would know that.

Because they behave as they please on the spot, they can't possibly have the common sense of people's worlds, and they're unwilling to manage the world in the first place.

The enjoyable nature causes the annoying task of managing the world to abandon and therefore act solely with momentum on the spot. And forget what's convenient right away.

"So, how do you find a reincarnator? There's no way we can tell who we are."

"You throw a round at a human. You just have to let them do the trouble. I don't know what to say."

"I see! Well, you just have to give out the trust. Good thing it's easy."

"That's the thing. You can leave human matters to human beings. Why do we have to move? It's hard."

"That's right. Well, let's just grab the trust. Let's get this mess over with."

"Right. Damn, it's going to take a lot of work..."

The irresponsible God disappeared from the spot. Without knowing it would strangle us.

Aquilata looks smart and is actually judging things solely by the momentum on the spot, naturally but with thoughtless thoughts.

Trouble was willing to push others. Because fairies are based, they were true to their instincts.

This world may be a crisis situation in many ways.

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Since the collapse of the Grand Temple of Multhandel, the strongholds of many priests, including Pope Mikhailov, had been transferred to the cathedral of the Old Ages.

Fear, shot out by the powerful [light of absolution], gives great sway to the faith of the priests, heartfelt priests move on to actions that review their previous deeds, and many greedy priests live days fearful of when the same absolution will be given.

Still, the city had to be rebuilt, and he was busy running around town treating and rescuing injured people.

The Archbishops, including the Pope, were forced into a difficult situation to even collect taxes, and many of the Holy Knights were also driven out to manual labor for reconstruction. Seeking assistance from other countries is also rumored to be a 'divine kingdom that was in God's repudiation', indicating even difficulty in rescue.

In the meantime, a trust came down from the Four Gods to the Virgins.

"What? The reincarnated...... that it is?

"Yes, those sent by the gods of the other worlds were acting in this world, and that light was entrusted to them that they might have moved relics of the old age"

"No way, [Sage] is one of them!?

"I was told that's more than likely. That he is likely to receive the life of a different god among the reincarnated...... I'm asking you to find him immediately and plead not guilty."

"Virgin Maryanne, how many of those reincarnates are there? Don't you know his name?

"Unfortunately, I don't know that far..."

"Right..."

Mikhailov wants to hold his head.

Those sent from different worlds. But I don't have the means to discern them.

There's nothing I can do to enforce the divine punishment without being able to locate them, and I don't know what the purpose is.

What we know is that we have been hostile to the Four Divinities and have certainly dealt a great blow.

"Do we have to use the brave...... Archbishop Jameel, give your life to the brave men as soon as possible. Find the Reincarnator of the Divine Enemy and enforce Divine Punishment."

"How would you like the Holy Knights?

"Let the restoration of the country come first. We don't have enough people, well, we don't know how much damage we've done..."

"Please wait, Pope"

Marianne, one of the Virgins, hesitated to pull Mikhaillov away.

"What's the matter? Has any other trust been put down?

"Yes... the reincarnators seem to have far stronger powers than the brave ones. I don't know how many people have received the life of a different god, but if you put your hands on the reincarnated in a detour, the damage could increase."

The cathedral stands deliberately.

The power of the brave is well known to them. I'm certainly weak at first, but every time I gain experience, its strength overwhelms others. That's why they even said it was the strongest.

When you are stronger than that brave man, you are no longer the one who can do this in numbers.

Clearly, it is a monster.

"What else can I say? It's about the reincarnated!

"No... 'Punish the Divine Enemy', only..."

"Well... thank you for your hard work"

The presence of the reincarnated was creepy.

I don't see why a different god would interfere in this world and at the same time show hostility towards the four gods.

The problem is that they are stronger than the brave ones. Recently, other countries were beginning to collaborate and exert political pressure, and moreover began to say, 'Even demon mentors can use restorative magic'.

There are also rumours that other countries have partnered with each other to develop their own restorative magic.

Until now, thanks to the monopoly of restorative magic, we have been able to demand a high cost of treatment. However, if there is restorative magic in the city well, the priest's status will be lost.

Even to exert pressure by force, the summons of the brave, the greatest power, is no longer fulfilled. Even if we were to look for reincarnators, if we asked another country, we would move to take them in under our ministers on the contrary. Because somehow you have better power than the brave ones.

This is a situation where the octagonal plug is unable to move.

"Why... why do problems only arise at times like this? Now you don't know where to start..."

"Pope, be sure...... First of all, we should make every effort to restore national power. We need to leave the search for the reincarnated to the braves so they don't give us a gap to enter from another country..."

"Right...... Was it a bad idea to purify that brave man, or something that would have helped a little if he had kept him alive..."

"There's no way. That one has learned something extra... And..."

"It means there may be more. Trouble... worst of all, even the brave will turn to the enemy."

Worst thing I don't even want to think about.

The reincarnated and the brave fight together, attacking and destroying the kingdom of God.

Given what's been going on, it's never going to be the future.

"A god of the other world... I don't know how reincarnated and how much they are, but imitate extra."

Mikhailov, obsessed with keeping his name in history forever, even forgot his decency and gave him a bitter look.

If the Tetratheism collapses, it is not fame but notoriety that leaves its name behind. This was an issue that Mikhailov could not have seen.

Dark clouds were beginning to set in ahead of [Metis Holy Law Reich], which could no longer summon the brave and lost its trump card.

I have yet to realize that the fall of the kingdom of God has begun, except for some.

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Marianne, the Virgin, who finished communicating the Divinity, boarded a carriage she had arranged as soon as she exited the Cathedral and ran through the city aiming for a place.

Ten minutes on the road through the city, there is a remodeling of the buildings of the Old Age, with publishers managed by the Tetratheism. He was one of the best earners of the Four Divinities.

Originally an institution created in cooperation with the summoned brave man, books containing numerous stories were kept.

The point is, it is arguably the main mountain of corruption.

"It's late. Sir!"

"It's late... I'm finally done cleaning up. I know it's hard for you to do your job, but I want you to work hard on this one too. We're short on manpower..."

It is a room lined with countless desks.

Several men and women are desperately running brushes and pens and continue to draw manuscripts with impatient momentum.

Some of them seemed to be in a bad state, staring at the manuscript with their bloody eyes whining about bumps and talking to themselves. I would recommend that you see a psychiatrist.

"Doctor... let me rest. It's... the limit."

"No, you can't. Even if I die, I draw manuscripts! Readers shouldn't wait. I look forward to it every week."

"I don't want to read the Mohaw story. This is... unnatural."

The eyes of a woman called Doctor transform into a beast as soon as possible.

The young man of the apprenticeship clergy with a past brought in as his assistant's replacement seems to be negative for the publication of the Yaoi book. Well, naturally.

But that bought her anger.

"You idiot!!

"Hebrew!?

The woman punched the youth as much as she could and blew it to the wall.

It is a blow that can target the world.

"Okay? In this world, there exists a treacherous love! Young girls and old men, or vice versa, women or men. There are infinite forms of love that I can't help myself."

"Well, I know that, but in the matter between us..."

"This sage-on!!

"Inca!? Indus!"

Hit him again. and stepped on his groin.

She's a ghost. Definitely......

"The forms of love are for each person, but right? There are a lot of things in there that can't be on the table. Even though it's pure love! You know what a priest who preaches love can say without knowing the form of love!

"And, but... if so, shouldn't that love be kept in the back of your heart? If you do anything wrong, it's a crime."

"Crime? Superior! There is no crime in the name of love. Pure love and madness are all backwards, and for love men sin. But what's wrong with that? In the first place, people are crazy because that's how God made them, right? If God acknowledges it, we should preach it and understand it! Common sense? What, it's pointless in front of love!

"Huh, not preaching... not corrupt?

"You virgin!!

"Mesopotamia ah!?

A woman who beats her up again.

The fist was twisting into the moment of impact, increasing its power.

It is a heavy blow with enthusiasm.

"You hit me... I hit you three times. And I stepped on it...... You've never even been beaten up by a pussy. No!!

"Hit me. What's wrong! You discriminate against love for a priest's sake? Ha ha... You don't seem to understand what love is yet... I can't help it. Mr. Mohostale, you can use the example room with him. Teach him love in full."

"Uho? i, yesser!

"Hey, he... don't! Get close!! Why take off your clothes!?

When I understand it, I'm done, but I dare say it. Unfortunately, no one normal was in this place.

The only people who are here are those whose heads are somewhere delightful and the victims of heavy labor.

And of the apprenticeship cleric, he is taken by you naked mohostail. Eventually...... I heard a sad scream. He seems to have gotten dirty.

A serious runoff of desire in the priesthood was all the way through in this place. Miserable......

"Now he will also have realized true love. Corrupt, corrupt..."

"Right. But you can't make the manuscript in time, can you? I lost about two of them."

"Shit!? Momentum gave those two a break. What do we do...... the background and the beta paint have disappeared and could you turn some from the others?

It is a break in another sense.

By the time he returns, he will have exhausted his roots. Pity......

"Even so, your manuscript is interesting. Normally there's a coupling between friends and rivals, but I didn't think of a child, A0ran x, your father."

"You hit your own son with the sad thoughts of your wife's death. Oh, the juice is better, please."

"Ooh... how powerful, Father. It's a reversal of love. Your wife, too. It must have been hard."

There were people here smashing up masterpieces.

The passions of the rotten cannot be stopped.

"I don't like it anymore, my brain will rot if I stay in a place like this!!

"Devote went mad. Ah!?

"Stop it! Whatever you do, hold them back and let them keep working!!

"I can't let go, I don't want to be here!! I want to be decent!

"This is also due to the continuing training ground, isn't it? What a heartbeat..."

It was an ordinary reaction of the normal. It is not the fault of the training ground.

Those here were rotten, including the author and Virgin Marianne.

I don't care if it's peer magazines between women, but what we're producing is a product that we sell dignified to society at large, and the impact is steadily spreading.

Besides, it is the clergy who sells it, so complaints had come from various places. Neither did Devote go for a cleric to paint something like this.

But the clergy is also vertical society again. I couldn't disobey orders from above. The result is this.

"I have no choice. Let's send him to that room..."

"Oh, that room...... oh!? Yes, I don't like it... only that room..."

"I don't have a choice. This is also an important job of assisting those who preach the teachings of God, give up"

"Let it be, Virgin! Have mercy, I won't say anything stupid anymore! So... just that room ha!!

"Please canned him. Don't serve it for a while...... oh, please prepare your meals properly?

"" Ri, got it... "

The Virgin was merciless.

By virtue of that Virgin's life, you are taken by the priests who were doing other work, Devote. From now on, he will be canned in a small room and will continue to carry out concentrations and dots manually.

At the end of the aisle, where the door closed, I said, 'I don't want to draw a mesh or a concentration line - - Ew!! Dotted is hell. Oh, you guys know that!? Hey, please! You missed me!!' and the cry of the soul echoes.

But the clerics who are taking him are also merciless, and they hear, 'Stupid guy... if you were patient, you wouldn't have to see hell' or, 'Now you're one of us, and you're ready to go to hell'.

There is no such convenient thing as a screen tone in this world. Even if Betta sticks out, she can't fix it in white or anything. Everything is manual and printing is also done with a reduced polishing of the nerves.

If you fail, start over from the beginning. It's a never-ending hell of a job from start to finish. Oh...... prison crab boat.

The people in this publishing department were already somewhere broken as people. They're all supposed to be clerics......

"Dr. Josh, this will make you quiet."

"But we're out of manpower again, right? He was so good..."

"I don't have a choice. So do you want to continue with the original painting"

"Right. The deadline is approaching, and I need to make a little money."

Publishing Department sales are also an important source of funding for Tetratheism.

Taxes are not enough. They are treasured in terms of spreading the budget, but lately they were starting to sell a lot of dangerous stuff. However, I can't complain because the sales are high.

More and more people are leaning towards distorted stories in this world where there is little serious entertainment. It was a crisis situation in another sense.

"Well, do you draw in a temper? I need to get more assistants...... ha."

"Teachers like thick stories."

"Isn't the world just beautiful? You should know that some of the ugly things have beauty, even though you're a Virgin, so don't discriminate."

"Right. Lack of training...... I haven't either. But, Doctor? This time...... Lily?

"Yeah, we'll feminize the men, including you, and we'll be thoroughly loved by the women around us. My body and mind drown in pleasure. But there's love, too, isn't there? Battles aside."

Thus Dr. Josh and Virgin Maryanne return to the task of finishing the original paintings of the Yaoi and Lily books.

But the Virgin doesn't know. that she is a reincarnator......

Player Name [Hu Joshi - CROS]. [Sword and Sausalis] It is Nekama who was playing R18 mode in the Gachimuchi Warrior system. No, is it Onabe?

Its purpose was to find stories and was the fierce one who ate many male players.

Countless victims have seen hell in her hands in a virtual reality gaming world that can reproduce the five senses. Two names were said to be [beasts] and feared in another sense.

And in the other world she found her vocation. Transfer in the name of a cartoonist......

[Metis Episcopal Publishing], who publishes a lot of comic books in the world, was even more lost with her addition. Mainly on that side......

Ecclesiastical activity in the Holy Land stagnates and corrupt activity becomes more active.

There is no censorship of the content, and the editorial staff cannot say it strongly. Neither does divine punishment. There was precisely no God or Buddha.

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The location has changed, the Ilmanas Grand Ruin Street, the construction site.

Metal sounds are heard constantly, and the men are heard singing hot. Some of them are deciding on flashy shutouts, but it goes without saying who they are.

The rock masses that were blocking the exit by the time Tsuruhashi stabbed the rock with momentum and brilliance were crushed.

It is the magician of the grey robe who does it. Once again, the stiff rock formations are crushed by a well-swung tsuruhashi.

"Oh, honey. Don't be shrewd. It's noon, but what are we gonna do?"

"Is it that time already? So, do you want to noon in a good cut? Because this big hole will open soon enough, and it doesn't make sense if you're in a hurry to tease him."

"Well, one leg early, but let's do it at noon. You should start a little early this afternoon. Looks like the stalemate in my work so far is a lie. Don't let this get you out of work on time. Hey, I was wondering what would happen for a while."

"Hahaha, when it comes to the pleasure of life in the hole barn, it's all I have to eat. Hey, I want to get back to the ground soon. I'd like a cold ale."

"It's tiny. You know, after work, booze is extraordinary."

When he temporarily interrupted his work with the craftsman and took the wrapping of a lunch box that had been prepared by the temporary office, Zeros sat on top of the material and unwrapped and opened the lunch box.

The lunch box inside was surprisingly decent and was designed to allow meat and vegetables to be consumed in a balanced manner for artisans. White wheat rice is really beautiful. commonly referred to as dokaben.

When I take that lunch box, a hungry belly bug cries out. I stirred the barley at once to fill that hungry stomach. Just right for tired bodies with a little salty wheat rice.

For the record, lunch boxes have become popular recently. Previously, pots that pound ingredients into pots at the site were dominant, but the taste was sometimes strange and was disapproved by the workers.

The culture of lunch boxes was beginning to be treasured at the construction site.

"Oh, would you get me some tea?

"Ooh. You're full of good food, were you that hungry?

When Zeros takes the kann, he pours the tea down his throat at once from the pour.

There is no wizard there. Only Gaten-based workers are present.

"Sure, you keep digging from the Atorum Empire side, don't you?

"Ooh, we should be rendezvous soon, but we're late for construction. But we're almost there."

"Well, you're lucky you didn't have to expand the city. Anyway, we've got the whole old city."

"Yes, but it's hard to be able to live. The water is pulling from some underground lake, but I don't know how to handle dirt and stuff like that. Honestly, I don't know what kind of structure that city is."

"Well, you must be. I don't know what the architectural concept of urban development is."

While eating rice, Zeros is listening to discussions that envisage future construction conditions.

And he realized at this time.

Thoughts were inadvertently replaced by the fact that nothing would have happened if I hadn't noticed.

"Ha! Hey, sometime, I'm used to civil work!?

In the back, the Dwarves of Hamba civil engineering dance crazy, and Gaten-based workers eat rice around them.

And Zeros had a cup of kayaki tea in one hand and was completely blended into the civil work. Extremely, every meal I've eaten lately, I'm like, 'Huh, yum!' and so on.

Zeros, almost kidnapped alike and taken, buried demons and massive undead, and activated ancient artifacts to collapse one of the cities, was at some point adapted to manual labor.

"I'm totally used to the building industry. Yikes...... That's not what a magician does."

"No, it was Mr. Creston's money that brought me this far, wasn't it!? Why are you saying it like some other HR!?

"No... I didn't think Noon would adapt so well. Isn't that a vocation?

"Well, I'll open it in a little while. Now you can get some rest."

Creston had come to inspect the scene. This is also part of official business, but half of it is just play.

I was hoping that tunnel work would be completed soon enough and Zeros would be freed from the troublesome work.

It would be a tough job now, but I was really waiting for the construction to finish when I could rest. But......

"Why don't you take a look at the Atorum Empire for a moment? Non was supposed to go, but you have to tell the Dell guy about Etha Lante. Based on the danger of mass loss of magic."

"Are you serious?!? Is that... because we're supposed to meet the royal family?

"No, you want me to be your diplomat's escort. Things are getting big, so we really have to move about our trade with the Kingdom of Isalas. What, just the first one? If you send it, you're free to go."

"Oh-oh, my God. Are you going to make me suffer even worse after I let you work physically... What color is your blood, Mr. Creston!

"To the nobles alone, isn't it blue? I don't know what you're talking about right now, but you can use whatever hands you want to use."

It returns the right answer in a way.

That's the great nobleman who has defended his authority in the demon cave. It's convincing to say.

"Hurry back to the human race."

"If Teena returns, we'll be back to the righteous soon, okay? I've been lonely lately... Looks like a bad fly is flying around over there. Huh-uh..."

"Mr. Dio, you're running away - - - - -!

It's not legitimate. And the Duke's information network is awesome.

Already, we had received information about a good young man who sends his thoughts to Celestina.

Deo, you're already in range and targeted. After that, it only unleashes special magic.

Seriously, his life is in danger.

"What are we going to do after we open it, as a matter of putting that aside for a moment? Are you going to build a city that will serve as a base?

"Hmm, it seems there's a town at first, but it seems like a despicable place. I wish I had something that would make me a specialty."

"It'll be hard. I don't know how many towns, but at least we don't have as many inns."

"Let's just hope it's no use. In a small mountain town, it takes a long time to support the economy."

"Are we going to give assistance? Besides, the Hamba Civil Industries will be moving... and in three days, the Inn will be built immediately."

"I'm afraid of what sounds like a joke."

I'm not kidding. If Hamba Civil Engineering moves at all costs, it has the ability to build two to three inns and so on immediately.

And while dancing. The face of Hamba Civil Industries is dawning into work without even taking time for lunch. My health is not hammering.

"That... doesn't matter what you think, does it?

"If I'm a normal standard, what happens to the rest of the construction industry?

"Everyone's showing off their lovely dancing, poisoned by them? Showtime isn't over yet. This is the real deal."

"I wonder why things are going so well with me? There are no injuries, and it's strange..."

It is a wonder of this world.

Normally it is a waste of health, such as doing work while dancing, and impossible, such as working with nerves.

But Hamba Civil Engineering can still do it. He was a strong man who didn't say, "Civil works are entertainment."

"Honey, it's time for work, huh?

"What? It hasn't been fifteen minutes?

"What are you talking about? Craftsman's break takes five minutes, right? We're not taking the day off! Monday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday. Spirit to finish the scene at its best, even if you die. Oh, come on!

To some hard rocker tension, Gaten father taking Zeros in high tension.

They only had a job and it didn't matter what the family was like.

There are no trade unions or labour standards laws in this world. Commercial guilds also look and behold.

Because they beat me......

"Hey, I haven't finished my lunch yet, hey!? Mr. Creston, help... aah..."

"Poor...... Dell, it looks like Nong and the others threw Lord Zeros into hell... If they resent you, it's not your fault."

What do you care about rubbing the blame on your son, old Creston? In front of that, the old man gets donned.

Keep your ready to eat lunch...

And the harsh labor that begins. But no one was dissatisfied there. Except one.

Incidentally, Zeros' working time today was 20 hours.

Old man, I can't rest yet. Until the underground streets open...... Clap.