Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

One carriage was running along the woods, turning up vibrating noises that seemed rattled and butt-friendly.

It's like hiding from the light of the moon.

Nevertheless, there were several knights and magicians on horseback around that carriage, so they didn't seem to sneak much though.

I guess it's to the point of rest along the forest.

From the point of traveling too fast when it comes to sneaking, it is well understood that a line wants to reach its destination as soon as possible.

What an odd silence filled the carriage hurrying down such a path.

(Don't be so uncomfortable ~)

Not that it's severe...... but the subtly tense silence that peeps at the way the other person came out was quietly damaging to Shea's Usahart.

If you say so, yes, that's it.

I'm in the mood for a transfer on the first day of school.

Who should I speak to? Should I speak from myself in the first place? I mean, you can talk to me if you want to, like, see a flyer, okay? Look, there's about one moodmaker, right? You can talk cheerfully to me! Chamon!

That's the mood. I would pointlessly check my belongings or something, that mood!

I know the cause.

earlier VS celestial race.

And it's an overwhelming physical force.

Come closer, I'll hit you! The battle for simplicity and clarity and no body or lid, which is all I'm saying, is now profound, seems to have engraved something into their minds and minds that won't go away.

Their eyes upon Shea, who stood staggering down on the earth, were filled with awe, as if it were the goddess - or even the coming of the god of struggle - who witnessed it.

Immediately, from Eric, the king, all at once.

Needless to say Shea panicked. He said warmly, "Don't bother. Come on! There, don't worship. Come on!" So much so that I suggested to myself a kingdom row to get everyone to stand up and go somewhere to calm down.

It should be noted that that ruin was an old ruin discovered from the literature of the Summoning of the Brave, and the King's Capital was somewhere else.

With that in mind, Shea prays to the moon as she lets her face peek through the carriage window and pat a rabbit in the wind.

(Hajime, yue! You can pick me up at this moment right now ~)

Delivery! This thought!

"Dear Shea... It's beautiful..."

Apparently it arrived. To the maid on the front. Usahart's range seemed short for the price.

Unlike what I prayed for, it broke my silence.

Shea grinned and pointed her gaze at the maid - Dahlia.

It's kind of lukewarm. Apparently, she was in love with Shea, who was lit by the moonlight slipping through the window and looked worried.

"Uh, thank you? But Mr. Dahlia's beautiful, too, isn't she?

"Oh, no... that's awesome. Strong, beautiful, compared to Shea like the goddess of the moon, she is a stone by the road such as me!

Mr. Dahlia makes a small clenching fist with both hands and snorts and strenuously theorizes "fussy". "A fist grip with both hands seems to be this guy's habit.

"A roadside stone... doesn't have to be so despicable. Or is someone as beautiful as Mr. Dahlia, the standard in this world?

Not to flatter or anything, but from Shea's familiarity with super beauties and beautiful girls, Dahlia was so beautiful that she hated humility.

Nevertheless, on second thought, the men, including His Majesty Eric and Lewis, are also beautifully shaped. Shea tipped her neck wondering if it was such a world, or a country.

I guess I was exploring the conversation. Lewis sitting next to Shea joins the conversation somewhere in a hoax.

"No, Master Shea. Dahlia is such a beautiful woman in my country as to be hailed as a beautiful princess."

"Pretty princess? Are you a princess?

Then why the maid? and Shea tilted her neck more and more.

By the way, the way Lewis called Shea changed because after that fight, we introduced ourselves to each other again.

Shea, the brave man is reminiscent of him as an example, and a title that seems to mark black history to call himself. Therefore, after asking you to give me a break, I settled on calling Master Shea.

"I'm not a direct royalty. The royal blood is drawn because she is a duke's wife."

The one who replied on Lewis' behalf was His Majesty, Eric, with a somewhat sloppy look on his face. Sitting on Shea's diagonal, arm in arm all the time.

It's an atmosphere that makes me wonder if I'm upset, but this is the big book from Chira. It looks clear that I'm intrigued by Shea.

Lewis takes over with some bitter laughter.

"To be honest, with a courageous summoning ritual, I didn't expect a poor woman like Shea to show up. The literature also says that all the brave men who had once been summoned several were men. So..."

"Ah, I mean, is it a honey trap?

Words of denial come from the maid of honor of the Duke of Dahlia.

"It's not a trap or anything. I was prepared to offer my body and mind to the brave."

"I do not deny that I intended to increase my preference for our country."

Lewis' words with a bitter laugh certainly didn't seem too bluffy.

But if you ask, Eric and Lewis, and Dahlia. Also, Greg and Phil's five seem to have a so-called childhood relationship, and they all care about Dahlia.

It seemed an equally terrible and painful choice to dedicate such a woman to a brave man whose personality was uncertain, even though he had volunteered.

Still, there was no more aptitude than Dahlia to deal with the brave.

"Haha...... I also feel too blah blah blah, but I will accept that it is the sincerity of Mr. Lewis and the others. But why are you a maid? I don't really feel like a beautiful princess from the people..."

"? Isn't maid clothing a woman's combat clothes and the best dresses?

……

Will these euphemic glasses, my head be okay...... and Shea unexpectedly becomes a gyto-eye.

Lewis looked puzzled,

"I'm telling you it's the best outfit in the other world, brought on by the brave once..."

"I'm sorry about the stupid braves in our world."

I'm Japanese. Absolutely, I'm that brave Japanese! That's Akiba's warrior system, too!

And Shea accidentally apologized. Good thing it's different worlds, brave bastards turned their hobbies into tradition. What a brave man...

The carriage makes a scene in Shea's sudden apology. They heard voices, and the people outside the carriage were like, "What!?," or "First off, Your Majesty pissed off Master Shea!? It's gonna be a mince!" or so I hear a lot.

"Hey, what the hell!

Sire Eric, I bitterly complain to Shea as I tell her it's nothing outside. A lot of difficult issues to convey...... or a special ethnic group that also carried a special cause in a sense on Earth - because the Japanese are very difficult to explain, Shea laughs and deludes.

* Attention! This is Shea's personal view of being a different world man!

"Haha...... nothing. Besides, it's still gonna take you a while to get to the kingdom, isn't it?

"Yeah, yeah. I was wondering if we would arrive around dawn."

Marching all night is dangerous. But I can't even stay on that spot longer than I was attacked by a celestial tribe. He said that he needed to go back to his country and consolidate his defenses, even if he was a little impotent now.

Shea opens her mouth with a little eyebrow in eight letters.

"Then maybe my pick up would be quicker"

His Majesty Eric's expression became rugged, his eyes turned to those of Dahlia appealing, and Lewis gave a sad look of confusion.

"Dear Shea. What the hell does that greeting mean? If you don't mind, I'd love to know."

Crossing the world is not a living thing. It's a place that twists and turns the world's logic.

Lewis, the kingdom's highest and most powerful magician and one who keeps the name of genius wanted, and it took him nearly a decade to stumble upon the lost literature and rebuild it. In the literature, there was no such thing as a ritual of return.

"Eh, well, somehow, my family can normally cross the world,"

Lewis and the others are in the category of the good guys, Shea's intuition says. Nevertheless, I don't know much about it, it's also not so light on Shea's mouth as to talk about what's in her body to a state-scale opponent. Words are cloudy with nature.

Lewis' glasses glistened.

"Is that about Jen, who shocked Shia with an elbow?

"Well..."

"So you're strong enough to do that to someone like you?

"Well, yes..."

The sound of swallowing gobbly saliva echoed. Eric, Dahlia, or both of us.

As if I had imagined a fighting god named Shea even a monster that didn't even put teeth on it, the pressing air flows.

In fact, the monster has also recently been normally fried or grabbed with a proud bullet (though a normal bullet) saying, "This bug rabbit! ♪ And I'm raising my voice in war... ♪

Shea felt what Lewis was trying to say and returned the words first.

"But I find it hard to beg for help, don't you?

"... is that still the same reason as Master Shea?

No, it's simply a hassle. He's so dry for others.

The word, Shea, doesn't read the air and say it. It's not like Hajime! What is Hajime!

Laughing vaguely and deluding, Lewis thought with a difficult look.

"Damn. That's why I disagreed with the brave summons."

His Majesty Eric poisoned him small with a squeezing voice. Dahlia enters the halt, "Your Majesty," worried about Shea's complexion, but she must have been under a lot of stress. In a doomed world, a young king at the head of the path of salvation drooled his words to spit out his heavy pressure.

"We, the business of men. Bearing the cause of our ancestors is what we are supposed to live in now. You shouldn't have relied on other people from the beginning."

"Your Majesty…. But the matter has been discussed and concluded many times."

"I know. I know, Lewis! It was my weakness that agreed. Closer than the ex, we alone are to the impossibility of salvation and such. Because I knew it, I got angry again, too. I had hope."

So because I was shown all that power and I had even stronger hopes...

"I know it's a rebellion! Let me tell you something, Shea Haulia. You're... cruel."

……

Sure, it's a terrible rebellion. Shea was just kidnapped. I just paid for the firepowder that would take me down. There is no such thing as being blamed. Instead, it would be more cruel for Eric and the others to take risks for strangers.

I know. I'm sure, perhaps, he's the one who was just opposed to the one brave summons, who knows better than anyone.

However, the faces of the subordinates floating behind their brains are waiting for them to believe that they will return with the brave (hopefully)...

Above all, the faces of the people to protect...

Young King's, it destroys the embankment of words.

Cover your face with both hands, nagging sire Eric. The figure was like an old man tired of life.

ramblings against brave men who invited themselves. But both Lewis and Dahlia are solidified as they have lost their words. That was the most eloquent story of the two hearts and minds.

We failed to summon the brave.

We couldn't get our hopes up.

"... why did you summon me?"

If you're a brave man, Shea thinks you have someone with that title, but with a look like you've got something bitter in your mouth.

At the same time, I remember why.

About the family who sacrificed their lives for themselves.

Running from the sea of trees, chased by empires, hunted in the Great Canyon...

All of that was for Shea.

The family never abandons the family.

Among the Beasts, they are the weakest and therefore the strongest bonds.

So until the end, Shea ran out because she knew she wouldn't abandon herself.

The power to glimpse the future. Hope that tells the mark.

Believing that the future can be changed, I don't care if it's mundane, literally "desperate".

Now I see a king in front of me, I think.

If, at that time, Hajime or Yue had abandoned me, would I have resented myself, too? And mourned like this, wondering if it collapsed.

I don't even want to think about it. There's no point in thinking. But it was a scarier IF than any more.

Ugh...... and the rabbit shrivels naturally.

Is that why? If I had noticed, I would have sounded the words in the bitter air.

"With that said, what do you mean by spiritual methods and spirituals?

"What?"

"What?"

"Huh?"

The Trinity Question Mark flies into space. No one or he seems suddenly distracted by questions that do not read the air.

Shea repeats the question without a problem.

"Like the way that Mr. Tenzin was flying, the Divine Spirit? You know, it's all kinds of weird."

"No, I think your beating is far stranger?

I'm going to hear the scratch in His Majesty Eric's heart that it's not an output to skinny girls, or to humanity... Lewis and Dahlia are also snorting deeply.

Leave that alone! And Shea says with a bitter laugh as she tries to get the box aside with her hands.

"Just now, I said." If it's not that dangerous... "

The celestial people say they are messengers of God in this world. And based on the fact that Eric, the king of one country, was treating his male counterpart, who was not even the king of the celestial race, as more than equivalent, we can determine that the celestial race in this world is an excellent race located on the fairly powerful.

However,

"Mr. Tenzin was usually weak."

"O, weak... indeed, Master Shea was overwhelmed..."

Give Lewis a cramped look.

And Shea said, "How strong are those people, Mr. Tenzin?," Lewis asked, after a little thought, "Is it somewhere medium-sized? When you get sharp, you'll be a few times stronger than them," he replies.

Says Shea, who nodded all the time.

"I knew you were weak. So far, I don't feel dangerous at all. Of course, there will be more of the elite..."

"But?"

"I can't believe you think about ten times faster than the speed of sound."

"Yes?"

"Just touch it. It's not a constant development of a deadly attack."

"Master Shea? What are you talking about?"

"There's no god-installed martial arts."

……

"It doesn't have the power to break the ground with a single blow."

……

"Finally, you don't even seem to be infinitely waxed out like a cockroach!

"Dear Shea. I don't think it's an organism anymore."

Mr. Lewis, you're absolutely right.

It is not an organism. Naturally. Because that is "the messenger of God."

To Shea's remarks, Lewis and the others look a little more pale. The thought of what if...

"Dear Shea, could you..."

"Don't get me wrong. There's nothing like ignoring the family you picked up and running for this world just me"

……

But go on. The gaze was directed at His Majesty Eric. visible in its eyes, to some gentle atmosphere. His Majesty Eric accidentally breathed,

"If you want to fight with your family, of course I'll do my best. And for that, I'm going to help you persuade them."

Once, as Yue did to me.

"So tell me about this world. If there's anything more difficult than trouble, I'm sure my family can help."

The truth is, I'm sure, no, I wouldn't turn down Hajime if Shea asked. On the contrary, he must read Shea's feelings from time to time and say with a gentle look, "Say what you want".

Even when it comes to the unrelated world. Even if an unknown danger existed.

I don't need to talk about pros and cons. That's the family. That's hazy.

But I don't like it then. Shea isn't the only one. Yue, Kaori, Tio, Shizukuishi, everyone else, "I'm a family, so I definitely don't want Hajime to do anything for me if I ask."

I wouldn't say it to you, but if you hear that, Hajime will surely have a bitter laugh "I wish you were sweeter......"

The Demon King is sweet in his body. Sweet enough to melt thick.

To be Hajime's daughter-in-law, you need a strong heart in many ways.

Shea spins words as she thinks of her loved ones.

"And if my family can give me a hand,"

Eric and the others stare back into Shea's eyes brilliant with pride and confidence, as if fascinated.

Eh! and Shea declares as she goes against the rabbit.

"I'm not afraid of anything anymore! Fate or not, it's impossible, but it's all settled together!

Eric, Lewis, and Dahlia lost their words, trapped in unspeakable and intense emotions.

I wish I could say something, but it doesn't come out as if it was even stuffed in my throat. Instead, blood was noisy as if the power that had lost its way was rampant looking for an exit.

Doc and I hear a hot blood tide behind my ear. My brain boiled like it had a fever. Like I was sewn on, I can't take my eyes off a rabbit girl.

Still, couldn't you be mean as a king or simply left to a girl as a single man?

As His Majesty Eric is drawn, he reaches his own hand to the hand that accompanies Shea's lap,

"Shea, you..."

"Please don't call me away"

"Ah, yes..."

Shea! I will never give up the non-transferable part!

Inside the carriage, surrounded by a kind of unusual heat, cooled at once by Shea's rejection with a chuckle.

Incidentally, it is the first experience of His Majesty Eric that he replied "Ah, yes" to a woman.

"Oh, you know, Master Shea. Your Majesty and I seem to be getting close... enough to call your name..."

Careful Dahlia tells me that Her Majesty Eric couldn't resist the unexpected look of eating a binta.

"Rather, it's because the opposite sex is close in age. I don't care if you're older or if you're a little girl."

It seems somewhat unpleasant for a man his age, other than Hajime, to be summoned to his name. Of course, while I'm somewhat familiar - for example, if it's about my current classmate, it's OK to call it off...

But in that case, the demon king punch will fly from Hajime, so nobody will call it off.

Anyway, the guy I just met seems like a break. silent demands hissing that I give you or call you by your ethnic name...

Shea's guard is strong.

Honey, Lewis coughed up and tried to change the air. Open your mouth to Shea, flanking the king who is still moaning.

"Eh, then, Master Shea. Let me explain the situation to you."

"Yes, Mr. Lewis. Tilt the rabbit tightly, thank you."

Whoa!! and the rabbit turns to Lewis. Lewis' cheeks loosened.

His eyes have been so warm since I kind of proclaimed to abandon him in the summoned place. Apparently, he likes Shea's straightness.

Such a Lewis explanation said.

In the natural world of this world, there seems to be an energy called psychogen.

Psychics were a source of power for all tools and a necessity for human development. Among other things, the technique of using psychogens to generate phenomena - spiritual methods - is a major factor in human development.

In addition to the moves that create pseudo-natural phenomena, spiritual methods also include physical enhancement and healing moves.

(Not much different from magic...... But my magic is unresponsive, and is it another energy?

I don't have the analytical ability to be like Hajime, so I think so with intuition, Shea.

Make sure Shea understands, and Lewis continues.

"The development of technology and tools, as well as the expansion of the survival zone through pioneering… mankind has developed. by spirituals and spiritual methods. acceleratively."

However, the psychogen was a finite resource produced by nature. People themselves can produce some in the body, but much less than in nature.

And spirituals were not resources given only to mankind.

"There is a Spirit."

"Spirit...... is it?

"Yes, that's what I call the will born within a natural thing or a natural phenomenon"

Shea remembered a certain value of Japan that Hajime had made me listen to.

(Sure... God dwells in all things. So let's take care of everything, it felt like it, right? Was it eight million gods?

They say to the Spirit that that is the proportionality of all things and that there are ten thousand kinds. Typical are familiar phenomena - spirits such as wind, fire, water and soil.

For the most part, the Spirit looks like just a ball of light, and what he's saying is often ambiguous. But some of them are clearly capable of communicating their intentions, and they often seem to take on the appearance of small people. Of course, some of them look like bugs and animals.

And those spirits,

"We use psychogens as a source of energy"

"Uh, I mean, the spirits' dinner is the spirits?

"Haha...... you're right. And that's what causes the human crisis."

Lewis goes on to give Shea's interpretation a dusty face that she said was adorable, but soon became a sinking expression.

"Basically, the Spirit enlivens the earth, plants and other naturally produced spiritual vegetables as rice. And the Spirit prepares nature"

"But mankind has developed… using psychotropin, consuming nature, is it?

"Exactly."

Digging up underground resources to make tools.

Deforestation and opening up of forests to expand survival zones.

Consume large amounts of psychotropin for this purpose.

Landfill difficult trash to dispose of.

Drop dirty water.

It carves unhealing wounds into the earth and rivers.

Technology improves, becomes more convenient, safety increases, and the population explodes as it develops.

And consume resources again at an accelerating rate, polluting nature.

At the end of the sentence,

"With more people, we will also diversify our values. If the country develops, greater greed will arise. As a result, it happens…"

What has happened in a certain period of history.

"War, isn't it?

"Yes, Master Shea. We were at war until just about twenty years ago."

In this world, or continent, besides the oldest kingdom, Barted, which is the kingdom of man ruled by His Majesty Eric, there exists the kingdom of the beast man, the kingdom of the Sinted Beast, and the kingdom of the demons, the Letted Demon King.

"Hmm? Demon King? Demons?"

Shea tilts her little neck. Because all of a sudden there was a term that seemed to pass even in Tortoise.

Answered with a bitter look was His Majesty Eric, who was silently leaving explanations to Lewis while resuming his flirty look at Shea.

"They started calling themselves that twenty years ago during the war. Protecting the Spirit, protecting the natural environment, telling me it's faith in the Spirit. The name" spiritual vegetation "or" spiritual magic "was changed to" magic or magic "because of its escape from such values.

"It is only a resource discovered by mankind, a technology built up, and therefore not exposed to anyone, is what the Demons say. Do you call it technological supremacy, and the problem of depletion of spirituals and resources can all be cared for by technology. I don't know about spirits, they're rather unnecessary! That's what they claim."

"I don't know what that is..."

Shea has an indescribable look.

Lewis mouths the rest.

"It's such a country, so it was very different in values from our country and from other countries. The most sensitive reaction was to the heavenly kingdom of the heavenly kingdom of Honted Heaven."

"Mr. Tenzin's country means a country that believes in spirits and divine spirits, right?

"Yes, you're right. It's a totally incompatible value with the demonic kingdom."

"So there was a war."

Yes, nodding Lewis.

The demonic kingdom is a country in which a special family of misdigit spirits, which can be produced in the body compared to the human race and the beast race, developed and was pleased.

I guess that's why the values are different from the others.

And although the number is the smallest in all countries, they can therefore use powerful spiritual methods. Are demon kings chosen for meritocracy and the modern demon kings also possess tremendous power?

"And the celestial race is special again. They do not use spiritual methods. You don't have to use it, you can express every event by asking the Spirit directly."

There are really few spirits that can communicate clearly with one another. But the celestial tribe says that they can also communicate with clear unwilling spirits.

Inevitably, its power becomes mighty. Nature is on your side, I guess.

"The war lasted a long time, many countries joined the war so that they could be swallowed by turbulence, and disappeared"

All that remains, after all, is the four countries that appeared earlier in the explanation, he said.

"War develops technology. It's terribly fast, too."

Apparently, the Demonic Kingdom developed one weapon after another that, in addition to countering the Celestial Nation, also butchered the Divine Spirit who intervened to protect the natural world, which is exhausted by war. Of course, something that consumes enormous amounts of psychogen in proportion to its power and effect.

"Speaking of which, what is the Divine Spirit? I was wondering if Mr. Spirit was superior."

"This is rude. You missed the explanation. But Master Shea. As you can see. roughly, definitely with that perception."

However, Lewis continues.

"Dear Shea. Imagine a natural disaster."

"Natural disasters... typhoons, earthquakes, cold waves... that kind of thing?

"That's right. It's the Spirit that takes the form of a man."

"Oops."

Unexpectedly, a strange voice came out of Shea. It is not a level such as the superior version of the Spirit. Isn't that the fierce majesty of nature itself, Yader, a look like that.

By the way, he says he is mostly highly intelligent and almost no different from a human being. Only a few bodies have been confirmed in history, but it is believed that each presides over the great book of nature - wind, fire, water and earth.

And it seems that the demonic kingdom has succeeded in painstakingly but retreating its manifested divine spirit. By using numerous weapons that consume large amounts of spirits and consuming natural spirits like the demon king's own hot water.

"It's really hard though. They also seem to have a cold liver in the boulder, believing that technological developments make it all impossible..."

Technological developments have yet to catch up to defeat the Divine Spirit. Nevertheless, if you succeed in driving it back, you can always also defeat it. Now I need to buy some time.

They who so decided,

"You have agreed to negotiate with us."

"Ah, I see. Was it a rescue plan called Star Tree to return the psychotropin and ask forgiveness?

To Shea's words, His Majesty once again pinched his mouth with a bitter look.

"You're a disgraceful species, they are. Now we have met, we have also responded to the collection of psychogens in the body, but at the bottom of the belly, ambition will be on fire... as soon as possible, we must do something about it"

Destroy the Demon Clan. But it conveys the out-of-the-word saying...

It should be noted that as the demonic kingdom responded to the negotiations, it naturally required a high degree of feasibility for the plan of salvation.

That's what

"So you're a brave man"

"The star tree… is a giant tree on an isolated island called the" land of beginnings "north of the continent, just beyond the sea. It is also said that it is the very will of this world, being said to have produced the first of the spiritual elements. It is also called Mother of all divine spirits and spirits"

The manifested Divine Spirit says the rapid consumption and natural destruction of spiritual elements are significantly weakening the star tree.

As it is, the star trees will perish, and the balance of nature will be greatly upset.

Therefore, there was no respite, and the star tree, and the divine spirit, decided to destroy mankind.

And, at that time, Shea's rabbit reacted unintentionally to Picomp.

In a very natural motion, point Viledlücken in artillery mode out the window.

One beat.

Explosive slug bullets popped up with the roar. The escorts are stunned, led by Greg, the leader of the Kingsguard Knights, whose horse was hissing and walking right around the corner.

At the same time, the head of a wild pig-like beast jumped out of the woods and flew.

There was a dull yellow jewel-like thing buried in my forehead, but it also bounced and flickered and reflected into the moonlight.

"Oh, excuse me. Break your hips. A killer beast attacked me."

"Oh, I'm sorry I bothered you"

Thank you, Mr. Lewis, as I sweat a little cold.

From the window, a snooze peeked into Greg's stern face.

"... Dear Shea. I'm sorry."

"No, because it's like a conditional reflex. I'm sorry I took your job."

"... no. Excellent work."

After seeing Shea jiggly, Greg glanced slightly loose in his mouth. Get away from the carriage immediately and skip the instructions.

"I'm surprised... Master Greg laughed"

Dahlia said, "Well!," he says as he holds both cheeks.

"Huh? Are you surprised? He's human, so I think he usually laughs."

Some bloodsucking princess who is believed by others to have a faceless look is actually a pretty pleasant person with the contents. Though I don't laugh a lot, I also have a pretty rich expression in front of me.

But Mr. Greg seems to far outnumber the blood-sucking princess on a faceless level.

says Dahlia.

"There's still a better chance of encountering the Spirit."

"How faceless!?

I heard a "hon." cough from outside the carriage. Is it a warning from Mr. Gregg not to say anything extra?

"Master Greg has a good ear, so I'm sure he heard what Shea said earlier," Dahlia said, leaning back to Shea. Maybe Shea got a little more cooperative and softened his attitude, too.

I see, Shea nods convinced.

Put the story back on track as Lewis laughs bitterly.

"It was just fine, Master Shea. It's just a beast, but it's not just a beast. It's a special beast called the Spirit Beast. You can use the power of the Spirit."

The Spirit Beast was the most important reason to summon Shea.

"The star tree is rejecting us. A great number of spiritual beasts live on the road leading north, and now they relentlessly attack those heading north."

"Naturally, I guess the closer you get, the stronger you get. And, of course, Mr. Tenzin is about to come out."

"Exactly."

In other words, the reason I summoned the brave man is to pave the way on the road.

To return the spirit stone to the star tree with a gem that can store the spiritual element. And to give you one last chance to beg for mercy on people.

We cannot survive the onslaught of many spiritual beasts or divine spirits on our own.

"... So, Shea. Help..."

"How to call it"

"Shea, my lord. Are you going to get help?

Shea lets the rabbit twist hauntingly over an inquiry that seeped through His Majesty Eric's expectations and anxieties.

"I can't say for sure"

"Huh..."

Uncloudy words, His Majesty Eric devours his teeth.

"But..."

Shea tried to mouth the continuation, but again the rabbit reacted and the words stopped.

"What is it, Master Shea?"

"No, the weather is a little bad..."

Low, sounds similar to the ground. A tiny sound that was just slightly captured by even the sheer rabbit, which also has the presence of a spiritual beast to enhance his hearing.

Immediately after,

"Eric!"

"Phil, what's going on?

Outside the window on Eric's side, it was the light-haired young man - Phil Espion - who appeared upside down.

He is captain of the scouts in the army and, at the same time, captain of the Royal Intelligence Unit. I was also ahead of the road this time to see if there was any danger, but apparently something happened.

He seems in such a hurry that he jumps on the carriage and peeks upside down through the window.

"I saw lightning in the distance. It's not natural because of the lightning interval. It looked like it was flowing in the direction of the king's capital."

"Huh!?

His Majesty Eric shoves Phil aggressively out of the window. Looking up to heaven, with some clouds, it is clear as far as I can see. The moonlight remains beautiful.

I'm across the street tonight. Even though there are thunderclouds that produce intense lightning at a visible distance, I see no signs in the air, in the night sky, or anything.

And the decisive thing...

"I used a psychic device to get in touch with my men at the relay base... nobody responds"

Spiritual apparatus - a long-range comms machine that uses spirits. They use spiritual vibrations. It's a handy tool, but the limit is actually about five kilometers in distance. Therefore, when communicating over an ultra-long distance, it is necessary to have personnel relaying the message.

Phil's men were standing by as relays in villages and safe houses on the road to Wang Capital, but they're all out of communication.

"Shea! You can ride a horse!?

I was Shea trying to advise you how to call me, but I call the air and say "I can ride," once and for all. While I'm trying to tap the way I call it into my body later.

"I give up the carriage! Everyone, return to King's Landing at maximum speed!

Following His Majesty Eric issuing the Great Decree through the window, the carriage stopped abruptly. Lewis and Dahlia also get off the carriage quickly.

As Shea disembarks, a few horses are quickly released from the carriage and the man you are boarding. The other horses will be ridden by the knights, who will give Eric and the others the most splendid horse they have ever ridden. Apparently, I was just riding it provisionally for accompaniment, formerly the horses of His Majesty Eric and the others.

It was Shea who wanted to ask a lot of questions about the situation, but I whispered because His Majesty Eric reached out with a serious face.

Pretty much, looks like a stuffed situation.

"Get in front of me, Shea!

"The Buddha's face is up to three times, right?

Zito's eyes turned to His Majesty Eric, who is going to subtly summon him, while Shea sassily avoided His Majesty Eric's hand trying to pick herself up.

And glow the treasure trove.

"Oh, what's that?

Not only His Majesty Eric, but everyone is peeling their eyes off.

"He's my partner!

That said, Shea, who broke a lot of explanations, spanned over to her partner.

Yes, Shea's partner, who gave way over Hajime and also caused him to chase with the police in a late-night urban area.

Magic-powered two-wheeler Steiff!

* Good kids should never imitate. Follow traffic rules!

"Look, what are you scared of! What kind of an unsavory situation? I'm leaving!

"Ah, yes..."

His Majesty, Eric, who pulled his hand into wandering the universe in his absence, coughed one more cough.

I regained my mind and gave the order.

Then running for an hour.

Horses who seem to be undergoing enhancement by spiritual methods and exhibit considerable speed. They don't look tired because they have enhanced endurance.

That's how I could see it was a few bottles of black smoke rising into the sky.

It was the carburized village that I see bringing me closer. There were no houses that fastened the prototype, there were several craters on the ground, and the fields were raised.

And a strange odor poking his nose between the smells of burning...

Shea knows.

Smell that.

Once, when the Empire chased me, the smell arrived with mockery.

Yes, the smell of my family being burned.

It smells like people burned it.

"... Lewis! Leave a few people who can use the cure! Let them find the survivors!

"Yes!"

His Majesty Eric, who bites his lips. With that death, Lewis sends a hand sign to his men.

The speed of the horse does not slow down, passing through the doomed village.

Thunderclouds still seem to be headed straight for the King's Capital. There's no sign of catching up.

That made His Majesty Eric and the others remember further agony and toothache that made them want to scratch their breasts.

"... Mr. Eric. This is the one you were talking about earlier?

"That's right. Exactly. It's called divine punishment."

To His Majesty Eric, who told him to throw up and throw it away, Shea thinks a little as she walks with him in Steiff.

Eventually, with a look at the distance...... a beat.

"Shall I get ahead of you?

"What?"

In the wake of unexpected and strong will ridden words, His Majesty Eric looks down next door.

His Majesty Eric accidentally rang his throat in Shea's, upright looking eyes lower than on the horse.

I felt like my heart bounced, but ignore it and ask.

"... okay?

Shea had what a hard look to describe, like trouble, like eating something bitter.

"I told you I'd do as much to help convince you. Before that, they're all turned into charcoal. They don't sleep well in boulders."

I can't break up as much as Hajime, and I can't abandon myself as much as some brave man.

At that time, we will do everything we can for a future that we will not regret.

That's Shea.

If I didn't know anything about the situation, I could pretend I didn't.

But sympathetic, I asked what was going on.

If I say "I knew I would, so I would run away" here...

- That's a promise.

It scratches. For important memories. For Shea's sake.

I wouldn't have read them, but His Majesty snorted like he was convinced of something.

And

"Follow Thundercloud. That's the king's capital.... Please, Shea"

"How to call it"

"Ah, yes.... Shea, my lord"

Your Majesty Eric remembers some fear in Shea, who for a moment came true.

Placing him on the cramped face, Shea let him blow the accelerator all at once.

Proceed at high speeds like leaving even the wind behind.

It explodes with automatic grounding functions by smelting magic and, in some cases, a function that also allows aerial travel by deploying a path of barriers in the air.

On the road, several villages were similarly wiped out of charcoal.

Concentrating the rabbit doesn't hear one survivor groan.

I wonder how many people have died.

Moving on with that in mind, the rabbit finally heard a clear thunderbolt. Leaps out into the air for more acceleration.

I lost it so much that it looked beyond the big hill......

"... this is terrible"

It was a big city where it was inflamed and the snort shouted wooden spirits.

Outside and inside the walls are burning, the rain of lightning strikes for once. A beat late to the thunder sounds like an explosion, and every time the building blows up.

A majestic and huge building in the center - perhaps, a royal palace. It appears to be covered in a hemispheric glowing dome to prevent lightning strikes.

However, whenever lightning strikes like rain, it deflects greatly, diminishes brightly, and is scaled down slightly. Being broken also seemed like a matter of time.

For a second.

A clear vision came to Shea's mind. A vision of spear-like thunder piercing itself and letting it die.

"- Huh!!

Jump away instantly. At the same time, a spear of thunder pierced the remaining Steiff.

Steiff scatters and blows fragments at the same time as the roar.

"Ah!! My Steiff!? It's a new car I got my hands on from scratch. No!!

Aside from dying in jeopardy, there's nothing in it that would do more mental damage than damage to a new car.

Oh, my God! and if Shea turns her gaze, there,

"Here you are, child of the other world."

There was a beautiful spark to unleash. He is a man of great stature, shining golden as if the lightning had taken the shape of a man. Her upper body is naked, and her lower body wraps around something as relaxed as a crocodile. The voice was heavy bass but none of the offense, but it seemed to echo directly into the brain.

To the pressure she feels, Shea looks disgusted with "uh-huh".

I can't go wrong. It was more than equivalent to the Apostle of God.

Forgive me.

Most of all, it was much more human than the apostle of God. Seems emotional too.

He still looks so sad.

And with such a sad look on his face, he unleashed an oversized thunder spear.

"Wow!?

Vision of death I saw again.

Finish dodging a moment before the lightning spear is released to gain nothing. but for a moment, I saw the death of a handknife sticking out of my back breaking through my chest.

"Futuristic On Parade Soooo!?

I was forced to twist my body and dodge.

At the edge of my vision, I could see the beauty of sparking when I appeared.

Its sturdy, but it makes a pacifying, light noise and disappears.

and, at the same time, a vision of death. Extra large lightning strike from just above.

Avoidance.

Vision of death.

Avoidance.

Vision of death.

Avoidance.

Vision of death.

Avoidance.

"- Huh!!

Long time no see. I don't even have time to breathe. Fighting back and so on.

Just focus all your efforts on slipping through the sickle of a pushing reaper. Relying solely on future vision announcements, continue to send lightning speed death!

From the side, a girl might have looked like she was dancing through a mess of thunder.

Making a pasty, dry noise, sturdy appeared a little further away.

"Son of the other world. Please don't scratch me. '

"Phew. I can't do that. It's a consultation - Mr. Divine Spirit."

Exactly, he is the divine spirit. An incarnation of thunder. No, it may be the thundercloud itself that covers this king's capital.

Exhaling, Shea does what she says.

"Listen to me."

"At least I want to give you a tranquil doom"

"No, before that, maybe rebuilding the world -"

"Son of the other world. Poor kid. Forgive me my helplessness, which I cannot give back to you where you should be."

"Um? Are you listening? Well, I'll be picking you up soon."

'Come on, close your eyes. Rest in peace. I don't inflict pain.'

I couldn't. It didn't make any sense.

in a different way than the celestial race.

Shea understood. He definitely said it was a category of "gods."

Sometimes I have mercy. I feel sorry for you. Sometimes I value the dignity of my life and watch over people who hurt my chest but still struggle.

But my decision is absolute.

There, there's no room for people's will to intervene.

Correct, irrational decentralization.

God's decision is absolute.

"Ha... here you are. I made a stupid choice."

Hajime is sweet, so even if it's okay, Yue is going to scold me.

I didn't expect you to underestimate the mightiness of your enemies by conveniently judging that they seemed ok in the first war...

'Cause, look.

So many visions of death fill my head.

So,

"Son of the other world. Son of a man. It's for the world. Destroy me. '

"Ha! I refuse"

Nikki laughed invincibly and waved Viledlücken.

Tons of shoulders, sounding like rupturing air.

"Until we fight if we have to. I will always earn the right to life."

Not at all, God's power is unreasonable.

God's decision is unreasonably absolute.

That's what...

"What is the divine spirit? This is God Killer's wife, isn't she?

Unless you are even more irrational and "absolutely" beaten to death.

Doh, the magic that rocked the atmosphere stormed heaven. Beautiful running stream in light blue and white.

For the first time, the Divine Spirit changed her complexion slightly to a rabbit girl who slammed her wars head-on.

Towards that divine spirit, Shea stretched a pinch of rabbit to

"Ugh, don't make it up to me! So sooo!!

And he roared with the power of blowing thunderclouds.