"Can't the Demons live in the prairie..."

Once the territorial issue was resolved, he wanted several demons to stay in Samarkand as ambassadors. But that sounds a little harsh...

I wonder if it works potion on the sick as well.

I haven't tried it since I was just sick.

Back to back with me twisting her neck, Frey replies with her eyes sparkling like a girl.

"If there is a land where saints are, there is nothing to worry about, even in the prairies"

"Huh? Isn't it something that only affects the demons?

"It... there may be"

It was Frey laying down his eyes, but he immediately raised his face and held both fists. But her fists are shaking slightly.

I don't know if this is from nervousness or fear.

"The prairie and its north-northwest Great Wetlands are also comparable areas to Alfheim (Promised Land). There are few forests or areas with high gradients."

"Sounds like a good land..."

"Yes. Great rivers and streams flow, and water resources abound. If you continue northeast, you'll find the Great Coast."

"Oh, is there also an ocean"

There are many areas with vast grasslands like this one. If you also dig a well, the water will come out.

You don't have a problem setting up a residence.

"Josie, let me tell you one thing."

"Hmm?"

Maluburg inadvertently pinches his mouth as he listens to the story.

"Never before has man settled in this land. I don't know about the old days, but they haven't even done a prairie survey in the last 50 years."

"It's such a good land..."

"I don't know the details. I can almost imagine living here."

"The plague, after all?

"It could be in the future."

That's all the talk, Maluburg mouths to tea.

"The prairies and the Great Wetlands are 'divine areas'. The Great Coast is also the Divine Realm."

"Ah, oh. Is that so? It's because of them."

Gbaa and Gwayne, and maybe the other two are in it, but Gbaa's realm? Territorial? is their "big sporting event" place.

You just laugh and the hills blow. You come here for the creatures to break out.

It's not sarcastic that they're willing to wipe out little things, but if they get caught up in it, there's not a single thing.

The terrain is changing, and the crops, livestock, and hunting creatures on the spot... don't destroy them all.

"Yes, the divine domain does not know when and when the earth will be burned. Neglect when it starts and it's already too late."

"They travel at speeds that my eyes can't recognize..."

"It is only about the saints who speak of the world's breadth that we can converse on an equal footing with the king of the sky, the Divine Bird, the Dragon God, who reigns at the apex of the dragon."

"Totally annoying."

"Saint's magic barrier plays God bird's breath, sucks, too nice, hot..."

"Frey, work mode!

"Yes!

Just a little distraction and this is it.

Shit, I'd love to see the mystical beauty go hand in hand all the time......

I can't see you like that anymore, can I?

He said, "The Great Coast is also called the Divine Domain."

I remember.

Is Gbaa also an area of coastline?

I feel like I've been eating fish.

"Great Coast… or the land…"

Frey suddenly drew blood from his head, holding his head and ramming it against his desk.

The rattle and her shoulders were shaking heavily.

This guy is no good.

"You don't have to force it to remind me. Because it's a shrine, it means there's a Gbaa or something like it."

"In the land, I witnessed it."

"You got a gubba?

"Maybe it was just a game for those people. But my gargoyle was shattered by the aftermath of the aftermath of a lightly exhaled breath"

"Oh, yeah......"

Who's Gbaa... Gwayne and I were supposed to meet in the prairie. By the way, Thesius is a superorganism with the name Tacorn as a joke, unlike the Devil's land direction.

"I understand. He said there are things in this world that you shouldn't touch, that you shouldn't recognize. You shouldn't have stepped into the divine domain. Just curiosity..."

"As, well. I know you want to satisfy your desire for knowledge. I'm sure Frey has a lot of knowledge."

"If it's a book, I want to read it. I want to go read it. I want to see land I don't know. That feeling still exists today as a desire that cannot be appreciated in me."

"Ha. I feel the same way about wanting to know something I don't know either. This world is full of things we don't know yet."

This world attracts interest with its multiple non-human intelligent life forms, each with its own characteristic physical traits and ways of thinking.

I said non-human, but so do human beings.

There are all sorts of people, living in all sorts of places, and some catastrophes that I can't even think of... I'm scared of the unknown, and at the same time, I'm kind of inspired by this unbelievable excitement.

I'm sure the old explorer was attracted to the unknown and embarked on a journey.

... I don't have that kind of temper...

Josie, are you going to the Great Coast?

Growl about what Maluburg doesn't even think he's out there.

No, you're not going. Why should I bother to go see the supercreature?

"Will you go... but if you are a saint, I'm sure"

"I'm not going. We're not going. I don't know what I'm going to see with Tacorn."

"Do you call it tacorn? The super-organisms there."

"Probably. Unless I really have to go see him, I'm not going. The ocean sounds fun... but there are about other coastlines."

Both Maluburg and Frey have shown too much interest.

I can't believe Frey was shaking earlier, but he's different from me.

I refuse because meeting a superorganism won't be a busy thing.

Even if you don't, you're coming from the other side on your own.

"I don't know what I was talking about anymore..."

"I mean, what do you do with the Demons' hearts and minds and paranoia?"

"It was. What shall we do?"

"Right. Why don't you start with the Principality?

"Is that one hand too? Talk to the Principality and dialogue with the Demons in the wake of this"

"I get it. Well, Master, I'll work out a plan for your descent, so just wait two days."

Will you not use disturbing keywords...... I only have a bad feeling about it.

I just want to settle things peacefully anyway...

"Let me see with this eye the prestige of the saints"

Frey doesn't seem to have any objections.

If so, let us try to go from the principality where Maluburg makes the most use of its knowledge.

If you can't convince them, there's no such thing as a demon clan, but you can't contain it.

"Do it!

I'll take care of it.

"We're not alone. Together, we can make this work."

"Haha. Sounds like you."

With a face like an age-appropriate boy, Maluburg laughs furiously.

He seemed to enjoy himself wholeheartedly.