─ ─ 7-for-3.
It is the ratio of the earth to the sea in the earth.
Seen in this way, the land where people live has 30% left, which feels somewhat narrow.
This is why people would overlap their expressions with vast oceans and so on, but in this world, the proportion of the ocean seems to be even greater than 80%.
But that's not a general view, it's something that falls into the unknown category for mankind that has a sea god and knows for the first time.
Now, I deliberately deviate from the story a little, but do you know the story of the end of that vast ocean?
Once upon a time, there were various theories that the end of the sea was a waterfall, or that the earth and the sea were both on the back of a turtle. At the end of the day, developments in navigation technology and science and technology have revealed that the Earth is a sphere, but in a different world that lies in a different dimension from this Earth, it has not yet been established.
But there are the same proportions of earth and land, for mankind, although conditions attach.
Together, the end of the world is the untouched land of mankind, and so far numerous adventurers and national institutions have sought and surveyed unknown continents and resources.
But as I said earlier, I didn't know anything about that finding. One theory said there were findings such as a thin ray across the ocean and a look at the shadow of the continent, but on the contrary there were findings that there was nothing. After all, its authenticity has not yet been ascertained.
Therefore they call the undisclosed land at the end of the sea, the Land of Phantoms, Phantom Island.
Needless to say, it's one of those secrets I'd like to try someday.
The end of a world that no one has ever reached, and the earth beyond. Following the recent empty island, it is a secret border that names one of the seven generations of secrecy in that no means of reaching it has been established.
But one step ahead of such a secret border.
"Zabbavan! Arrive at the end of the world ~ ~!
The flights to the end of the already secluded sea of mankind were unknown and existed.
It is also a direct flight that performs ridiculously just a few seconds.
"You cheat."
I didn't think it was necessary to throw up like that.
There is a tantrum that makes me want to say what humanity's footscratch was without getting awesome or anything so far. That's a Sea God, too, so it's a 5-point increment.
"Hey, hey! Different story! The eagle's abilities stained your eyes, didn't they? Then, look, I don't have anything to say! Look, look, let's go! God of the sea, God of the sea!
Huh? That's a five-point increase.
"... if I can take you to the end of the ocean, I'll admit I'm God, because I didn't say so."
I regretted what I said just a few minutes ago when I looked so disgusted at the sea god loud in my ear.
A few minutes ago.
There was something about getting out of a deserted island like nowhere else, and in the process it turns out that the sea god, who genuinely thought that annoyance was the only thing in the process, was actually a child who could.
No, the "transcendent of sexuality" is only seriously annoying, but the high performance of the "champion of the sea", which makes up for it, turns out.
The 'Sea Champion' that Sea God possessed had bugs in performance, as did other God skills.
One is that if it's seawater, it can be manipulated in any way without restrictions.
One is that if the sea is touched, the automatic recovery function is activated.
One is that if you are at sea, you can travel anywhere in an instant without restrictions, and you can hear and see everything that happens at sea.
It is a blitzed performance worthy of the name of God that combines attack, defense, healing, transfer and opponent.
Particularly noteworthy is its metastatic function. It's great to have the limitation of being on the ocean, but still being able to go anywhere in an instant. What a handy guy.
That's what I said, just to check the facts, and to feel like I shouldn't use the convenience tools.
As a result, it turns out that it was true, and I sincerely regret having to recognize this perversion as God. What is this unintelligible feeling when you say that you have come to the end of the world because of it? Driven by the desire to withdraw the foreword.
Even though I had complex feelings, I changed my mind because I was here, and I dropped my gaze around me.
"And yet... this is the end of the world?
We float with potpounds over the vast ocean. There's nothing around, and nothing to the other side of the horizon.
Which neighborhood is the end of it? And what about Phantom Island?
I stretched out my hand, tilting my inner neck. And where there's supposed to be no tricks and nothing, your fingertips touch something and your hands stop.
"What? Hey, wait a minute... is the space uninterrupted here?
I don't know if it is anything you know other than me on this occasion, but the invisible wall that you can't see but it is certainly there. That was all I could say about the space being cut off for me.
"... husband, you should take a look up there. I can see that visually."
"Up?"
Luxeria told me, and I looked up.
What was there was an unnaturally growing cloud. An unnatural cloud buildup along a disconnected space, filled with smoke at the corners of a transparent box. At least we can visually see that the interruption of this space continues up to the clouds.
Conversely, if I had gazed at my feet, I would have had feet that were surfacing on the waves with the power of the Sea God and waves that were inhibited and folded back against the walls. And the turbulent sea surface where the wave waveform going there weaves. Like the sky, I guess the walls continue down to the bottom of the ocean. There, an unnatural outage could be seen.
Exactly, it is a place to be called the end of the world. I do see the world ending in this place visually and sensibly.
However, yes... what can I say...
"... on the way, it looks like they cut it off"
That was an honest feeling. A world interrupted on this occasion by the unnatural, even though the world still seems to be going on beyond the walls.
Someone deliberately felt like they were ending the world here.
"... well, that's not a mistake."
"You know what lies ahead?
"Well, it's God?
Some bad-toothed sea god. I was convinced that something was going on and strengthened my pursuit, but the sea god laughed at it as if it were deceptive.
"You don't want to talk about it? Charles knows something, too. Yes... can't you?
From time to time, I almost forget, but she is a clean god. If it is, then there is no way that Sea God knows the real or suspicious reason why the world is over here and she doesn't.
But if you look at Charstena with a troubled look at my query, you can guess that's the hard thing to talk about.
"... well. Then I have no choice."
I didn't force myself, I gave up clams.
"I'm sorry... this is a rule as God"
"No, unfortunately, I'm just lucky I found out something."
Ahead there is so much that God hides. There's no way that's just the ocean as far as this looks. So I'm sure there's a phantom island beyond here.
Even if I just found out about it, it's too much now. Looking for something is more motivating than looking for something that may not be.
But someday...
I crawled my hands to the end of the world.
"On this other side, go on your own"
Then you're not complaining, are you? and I laughed back at the two gods.
─ ─ Well.
Having enjoyed a little sightseeing, let's resume our journey.
The first destination is the desert where there was once the Azito of the great bandits organised by Luxeria. Why go to such a place now? You might think you should just use a convenient transfer device to get to the southern tip of the continent of Afroto.
But from the beginning, we were going to stop there. I'm not willing to go through there barely because I got unexpected transportation.
Because I'm the man who keeps his word, Ray.
Yes, there, don't tilt your neck, look straight at it.
Anyway.
I've come to fulfill my promise to tell Lady Lamb about my past from the recording device.
That's why Desert Harbor Town came using the features of convenience tools.
"Yes, Zabavan arrives - wear it!
The sea water that wrapped us bounced with Bashan, turning from the landscape at the end of the world, which was the sea everywhere I looked, to the view of the city covered in sand.
And then, for some reason, the surface of the ocean moved slowly, putting our bodies on land.
"Then the eagle is going to dry up when he's here, so I'm going to go to routine preaching activities. If anything happens again, call me" Oh, Reishi no Kaisha... please help me "."
"I don't think you're popular because that's what I'm saying. Corner This is all good ability... weigh yourself in before you preach"
"Chitchitch, it's a hundred years early to take away your eagle identity. To be number one, you need to be innovative. Remember that."
"It looks like it."
I think yours isn't an identity, it's just a weakness, but a relationship that just consisted of interests, and I wasn't at all willing to burn any more care for it, I just let the Sea God bullshit go.
"Bye, Baynara ~!
Waving his hand, the sea god disappeared, drunk by the sea and sprinkled annoyance somewhere.
After I drop it off, I realize my gaze from around me hurts.
'Cause you're out in the harbor, you're getting noticed.'
Charstena also seems to have noticed a glance from around her.
Well, if all of a sudden you appear flashy with a water splash in the port where the ship docks, it's natural to gather your gaze, nothing strange. Seems like a closer gaze to interest than vigilance, either because I was watching the current exchange far-fetched, but there's no hobbyist guy here who gathers his gaze pointlessly and rejoices.
"Well, if he can care for you like that, it wouldn't be the bottom line,"
"You sent me around the corner, but in that way, they say the Sea God is cute. I care so much about him... although there's something a little bit arrogant about him, he's a good god, isn't he?
I think it's fatal...
It's unlimited subtlety to be a good god because I'm not only taking it personally, I'm showing up as a ranking.
"Well, I admit he's a handy guy"
"The way I admit it is terrible..."
I think there's been as much progress as I could admit, but Charstenally, it seems subtle.
But what do you want me to do the other way?
Are you going to tell me to show respect for you? I don't even know what area to respect.
"Now you just seem to have bonded rather than made up. Well, if we could've recognized each other, you know, taken a step forward."
"Right? I think so too. Well, I don't think there's going to be any further progress. I don't want to get involved as much as I can in the first place."
"Uh-huh... I want you two to get along. But if Ray doesn't like it that much, I wonder if he can't..."
Charstena haunted her head as she roared one against me and Luxeria, who assessed her as moving forward.
"I mean, shouldn't we go now? It's so hot because all of a sudden I came to a hot place. I want to get away from the roof."
"Sure... it's been a long time since I've had a desert day. My body's going to burn with armor."
Luxeria in armor looked hot to see. In addition, the light of the day reflected on the guillotine and armor is scattered around us, so I feel unnecessarily hot and bitter.
"Why don't you get dressed in your guild? If it's a light outfit that can cover your body, it's in my storage."
"I've been wondering, Ray's storage is going to come out of anything that seems to build a fortune."
"Well, you're pouring in a fortune."
"I'm pouring it in... I'm afraid I'm going to use my awesome forehead because it's about Ray..."
When Charlstena heard of a fortune, she let it catch her face. However, I believe that some investment is inevitable in order to make the most of the strengths of the storage space. Indeed, given what has been set aside, it is not a half-productive investment, but if life can be bought with gold, we should be proactive.
"Well, I've been a little short on money lately, so I haven't been able to invest much."
I have a habit of investing money with no threads on the good stuff. Engraved Demon Stone Only Demonic Props, expensive or expensive, I would like anything that has a use, whether it takes a lot of money or time.
But it costs a fortune. I don't think it was a mistake to invest in metastatic tools, but while traveling, the expense is high and, conversely, the income is not very high.
As a result, there is no money, but the excess is gone. I have a problem with this when I have something I want.
So, I got the whole deal.
"Actually, come up with a quick way to make money."
…… You're taking requests here?
"If you can take it, fine. Ma, let's just go to the guild. That's where the story starts."
To my vague reply, Charstena deepens her doubts. It's bad for her, but worried about a little too exciting to talk to the public, I decided to lead them to the Alliance building, keeping it a secret.
When I got to the guild, I just apologized to Lam Lady through the receptionist. Then he asked me to come right away and led him to the Guild Chief's office.
After a gentle reunion greeting, I demonstrated in front of the Charstenas, as planned, that I was a man who could keep my word. He then reported to the Lady Lamb about the presumed SS or higher griffon he met there with the empty island.
And when I finished the report and took a breather, I brought up a story with Lam about one request I wanted to accept in order to make more money.
"─ Oh, and what did you just say?
In a word I unleashed, Lam changed the atmosphere.
A peek from a hand put together in front of my face, an eye I don't think of as an old woman.
That's the former adventurer of ancient ginseng. The pressure is reminiscent of the number of training fields that once dived in.
When I sipped the tea, I replied with a floating attitude to the Lamb Lady, who glanced at me with an amazing figure.
"Lam, are you deaf? Crusade the Lord of the Desert, that's what I said. Oh, by the way, I'll take the liberty of trying and crusading on my own, so say hello without a word."
"Huh... I see. Well, well, well, well, well.
Suddenly she was furious and slapped her hand on the desk, Lamb Lady. The desk in the Alliance's Long Office breaks down, and the wood pieces and some sort of finely scribbled paper dance in the sky.
What a baba......!
I just slapped my arm in the van, estimated over 90 grandmothers breaking my desk... anything out of the world.
Lady Lamb went on to break the common sense in me like that.
"I'm not gonna tell you I don't know. The Lord of the Desert has ruled the land for thousands of years, so to speak, equal to a natural disaster. The Lord of A-rank Adventurers doesn't know what this means."
"Of course I know what you mean. Equals to a natural disaster...... I mean the quasi-demonstrative class. It's an SSS-class monster that mankind supposedly shouldn't have hands on."
The seaboy I met the other day will also be included in it. Sure enough, it was a natural disaster. I don't care how I win right now, enough to make an immediate decision.
But that's not the same story as this.
"─ Except that the view of me and Luxeria, who actually did this with the Desert King, is precisely SS class, except for the inconvenience that the attack doesn't make sense. Honestly, we're not gonna talk about this."
In seamen and desert kings, it's different in character not to be defeated. Indeed, that body of sand that makes no sense to slash or freeze is very troublesome. It's troublesome, but it's fundamentally different from a seaboy.
And...
"I'm not warm-headed enough to challenge someone I can't beat."
Who will challenge a monster who has lived for over a thousand years without a chance?
"... I forgot. Your Lord made that demon king kill. ─ ─ Come on, let's leave the request of the Lord of the Desert to the Lord as a Master's Quest."
"Quick and helpful, Lam Lady."
And so, for the second time, Masters Quest - the Lord of the Desert crusade - we set in motion.
The heat that scorches you with the jirries. I can't stop sweating, as if I'm getting a cold. The sweaty, sticky discomfort tells the story of the natural harshness of desert in a way.
"Ah... that's hot. The city had wind because of the close proximity of the sea, so that was it, but when it came to the desert, the heat was terrible."
and Charstena picking and patting thin dough by hand. I look away from the sight of sweat pouring into the growing valley, glimpses from its patter.
Plus unconscious, or a convicted criminal, Charstena leans her little neck with her hips bent and upward.
"What's going on?
Uplifting cheeks. Lines of clavicles that also drip sweat. And the chiralism that inspires me every time they go up and down both shallow breaths.
Sometimes nature strips away its fangs in an attempt to take away a person's reason. How horrible.
I raised my voice, feeling like I was sucking in a vacuum cleaner for reason that was about to fly.
"... Luxeria! I did it. What!
"Hmm, is that good enough? A little further away from people would eliminate the danger of harm to people in case... well, fine."
Yeah, put the foreground, and Luxeria...
"By the way, sir. Don't you remember how quiet the sand is? Sure, that day was just like this..."
"Hey, hey, Mr. Luxeria. Why are you suddenly pretending like that..."
Unlike me and Luxeria, who had been consulted for a long time, Charstena, who did not know the operation by herself, suddenly broke into Luxeria's words overlapping what seemed like a flag.
Probably remembering one of the other days. I decided to follow her up with a bad feeling on her face.
"Shall it be hard to find and walk in this damn hot desert? Then it's easier to attract them quickly, don't you think?
If they do, I'll do it back. He's not the one who got hit, but he's a similar one, so I'll do it back.
That is, it's a flag wheel.
I'll explain that to anyone who raises a question.
Flag Whee is a sprinkler trap where you build a flag for now and fuck the guy who caught the whee.
I mean, Luxeria, who loves the flag so much that she can no longer just purposefully think of it, is super competent. There's no more, Trappler.
"And crusade the scarecrow and the caught lord to get experience and gold. What do you say? That would be a perfect operation with no gaps at all, wouldn't it?
"... I would be surprised if there was a desert lord who could fish like this..."
"Say what, Charstena-kun! When this is over, 'I'm getting married' and whoever intentionally went into battle comes back alive?" Dying, dying, dying! 'And the one who summons and scatters really dies? ─ Turn it down, turn it down! The former dies because of the death flag, the latter is a gag part, but not because of it! This is it, this is the absolute rule of immutability common to the world!
Yes, promises are kept.
Spookily quiet sand tones, as if different waves were pushing over. The earth where the wind stops and trembles instead.
"Lying ⁉ ♪ Something's really happened. ⁉ ♪"
"That's Luxeria. Do a good job."
"At this point, it's before breakfast, let's say."
Charstena, who seemed somewhat unconvinced against me and Luxeria, who looked good, peeled her eyes at the desert moving like a creature.
"Hey, what is this...? Even though there's no sign you're using magic, yeah, even if you were using magic..."
─ ─ This can't be happening.
The last words that were so grunted were scratched out by the roar of the desert.
Kishaaaa!
The sand races up as high as a tower, crushing the escape. That's as if a big mouth had opened to the earth.
I kept that sight in my sight.
"─ Sea deification"
I wore protective clothing.
"Come on, let's start a revenge match"
"Hmm, nothing's changed...?
I shrugged at first sight at the body where the luminescence had subsided.
"Not if you're talking about such a long question, Ray! The Lord of this desert, the monster is like a seaboy, something is wrong!
Yes, though Charstena screams in an impending crisis voice as she pushes back the impending sand wall with wind magic.
"Shull, it's not wind magic, it's water, water"
And turning my fingers, I drop tons of sea water from the sky from my example and storage space. From the dobba and the place of nothing, the sea water flows out as far as the waterfall, staining and eroding the Lord's temporary flesh. That alone, the sand wall, visibly losing momentum, was pushed back by the wind magic of Charstena, muddy and bounced off.
"Brilliant. So, what do you mean, like a seaboy?
"I don't even know what that means... but a move to manipulate nature on this scale without magic is a power comparable to God's. Sea gods and sea boys. Exactly. They're both similarly powerful, so they're in contention with thousands of years, but there's no settlement attached. Don't you think it's normal to think that such a power is just a warcraft or a demon?
If you ask me, it sure is. It's weird to think about it normally, even though it's not God, but it has comparable powers to God.
"I took that for granted and haven't thought about it before... but I guess there's some reason why it's not normal for seamen and desert lords"
"Something unusual,"
I'm assuming that a seaboy and a slime were born unusually overlapping, so to speak, like mutant species.
As that presumption had hit, surely the seaboy would not be normal, as Charstena put it. Because it's amalgamated enough to fill the surface of the ocean as far as we can see.
Then, in the case of the Lord of Sand.
This one shows the fact that the sand body is armor, so to speak, and the body does exist. On top of that, if the root of the Lord's power is said to be an anomaly, I see. I snort that it may indeed be so...
"Well, it's no use thinking about it."
I didn't say it because I was going to knock it down anyway, but I sued it out of the blue and regained consciousness to the Lord who was replacing sand eroded by sea water.
"If Sea God is right, I should be able to manipulate seawater freely right now... let's give it a try"
Take out the sea water again, now be aware of how it falls, and try to operate. Then it moves. Easy as a fool, it feels like moving an arm, and the sea water swims through the universe as it thinks it is.
"Damn... it's a more convenient ability than I thought"
But why can't I be honest with you?
I pushed my mouth back with seawater from the inside out into the desert trying to swallow us, even though I had endless doubts in my chest.
Then, from beyond the wall where the hair had been ripped open, he hit a forced fuzzy wave with the abundance of sea water removed from the storage space.
Two waves that bump into each other. The advantage was the waves made of sea water. Did the wave of sand get wet and heavy, weakened its momentum and was drunk by the sea?
A wave noise I can't hear in the desert sounds like zabba. Turned into a water reservoir in Zubzub. So the Lord of Sand had consolidated himself round and stopped moving.
It moves painfully, but heavily dulled sand gathers in the body of the Lord and folds over and over. Probably shielding useless sand already, trying to prevent water from eroding the sand of salad hidden inside - sweet.
"It's not like you."
Seems to catch this degree of feint, what is the Lord. It was the end of a long time ago when it was sweet on the properties that invalidated the attack and didn't refine it.
I partly scrape the interior of the Lord's body in storage space and expand the door. From there, sea water was sprayed radially.
"If you're consolidating yourself around, there's no taking care of you. You don't have time to miss the sand of Sarah, which you've protected."
It's a suicide bomb. It just cemented the outside, and I felt like I cemented my protection, so this is what happens. There are many ways to break through such mud.
There would still have been a better chance to compete with me for maneuverability and mount an attack on sand and sea water.
"Shull, freeze me and stop moving."
"Ugh, yeah, okay"
The ice magic of Charstena is activated against the Lord who slows down the movement and turns it into just a mud mountain. In an instant, without seeing it turn into ice cubes, I closed my eyes and increased my concentration.
Toggle protection.
As a general rule, I practice my first attempt in action.
As only a few tensions passed through his chest, but drowned in the sea of consciousness, it was so trivial that he quickly reached its bottom.
I, at the bottom of that consciousness, take my hands off the protection of the Sea God.
What you take instead is the protection of the Fairy God.
The moment I held it, a feeling similar to the pain where my eyes were covered with light and my body was reassembled ran through my whole body again.
And my world changes.
A world of sandy mountains made of ice that jumps in from your eyes.
A world of breath of organisms felt from the inside of consciousness.
The Lord who shows the two in his overlapping sight.
"You've had enough of it, haven't you? Say goodbye to this world.
I couldn't help but take him away to my world.
Cupid!
"Oh..."
In a world where I didn't even make my own gravity.
I was unwittingly relieved by what I didn't expect.
Cupid, Cupid, Cupid, Cupid!
Adorable little animal in front of you - no, he lost his temper to stab a tortoise quickly at the cuteness of the Lord of Sand.
Petan and sauced down longer ears. There are no hands and feet, rounded like slime, yet the body is covered with white and brown hair.
"I didn't expect you to stir up people's guilt at the end of the day, Lord. - But! I'm so cute in appearance, I don't have the sweet spirit to miss prey!
Cupid! Cupid! Cupid...!
Uluru's eyes shudder with a pull and cry out to beg for his life, but he doesn't care. He said he'd lose if he cared. This guy tells himself that he is a monster who has taken many lives and waves his sword down.
Cupid! Cupid! Cupid!
but I couldn't watch it on the boulder, and I closed my eyes right after.
─ ─ Turned away from his face to the strong light flowing through his closed eyelids.
"Huh! What the hell? ⁉"
I developed a fixed space reflexively and jumped back. And just in case, he wrapped his demon costume around him and consolidated his defense, and then opened his eyes slightly, there was a ball of light floating there.
The color is yellow. No, that luminescence, which seems like a golden glow if you think about it, was still emitted from my husband's body, which I slashed in two.
I accidentally thought about retreating to the brilliance of even exploding, but I don't think they'd wait long enough to get out of different spaces and transfer the Charstenas. Then, believing in one or eight of his sturdiness, when he tried to dragonize on top of the other, suddenly the light gathered.
Then, as if rewinding, the light emission gradually weakens. After the light was completely lost, all that remained there was a round object.
"... what is this?
Its color, from its shape, is not like the demonic stone that remains after defeating the demon. Just so you know, random drop materials don't show up after they emit light like this.
I slowly approached the ball.
…………
It was a horribly beautiful sphere. You can see a dirty mass in a complete sphere that looks clear over there like glass.
I touched my fingertips on the ball after being lost for a while.
─ ─ Tung Tung.
Glassy touch. When I touched it, it did not explode, nor did it shine light, as earlier.
I checked it, and then I never, ever grabbed the ball.
"............... nothing's going to happen. What was that earlier?
I had an unusual way of showing up. Perhaps it's occupational disease that keeps me from forgetting my expectations somewhere, even though I'm wary of it.
I hold onto it with my hands like a baseball ball, freeing up a different space.
Suddenly, the view of the dark and desert switches, as if the TV screen were shifting.
"Wow! I'm surprised... it's bad for your heart, Ray"
"Oops, bad bad. Are you okay?"
All of a sudden, Charstena fell over when I showed up in the soft, amazing sand. As I apologized, I offered her my hand and tried to wake her up, realizing that she had balls, and I rushed to offer her a backhand.
"The way it is, the Lord's crusade seems to be over without delay, but what is it? You didn't have that until just now, did you?
"Come on? I don't know. When I defeated the Lord, I came out."
"Wow, a beautiful ball. Sounds like a jewel."
Sanded Charstena glistens her eyes and peeks into the sphere. Intriguing.
"But what is it? It feels different than a regular gem. If this defeats the Lord of the Desert, did it fall?
"I guess it's not like I fell. It was completely different from the way you dropped it, like when you defeated the demon. It's so glowing."
"Did this glow? I can't really feel the magic..."
Sharstena's thin fingers circled the curve of the sphere and her hands were superimposed across the sphere.
"... what is it? I've never felt like this before. I can't feel the magic at all, but I feel like this sphere has uninterrupted power."
"An uninterrupted force? I can't feel anything, but... if Charles says so, maybe he does."
What a goddess. Mine!
"Well, it's unlikely we'll know soon enough, so let's think about it slowly with everyone later. Maybe it's the key to a place where treasure is hidden."
"Is this the key? I can only see it in a sphere with no projections or anything..."
"For example. I used to be the gee of the world... because in stories, these seemingly nothing items actually served as a key to opening a hidden place."
"But then there's no use for that hidden place and the dots, if you can't find them?
The truth is, Luxeria's right. That won't be convenient. Rotting treasure is exactly this.
Do you want to stay inside the storage space until the usage is considered first?
I open the door and push the ball into it. But I'm not going in.... Is that it?
Though I thought it was strange, I repeated the same thing again, but I still can't get in.
…… Ray, what are you doing? Get your hands out and pull in where there's nothing from earlier. "
"No, I'm usually supposed to be able to dance with this... I can't store this guy for some reason. Sure, the storage space should be capable of anything but organisms..."
I have ascertained its effect many times before. When I hold it directly in my hand and stick it in the storage space, only what's in that hand disappears and my hand passes where there's nothing as it is.
In other words, there is no mistake in the effect that organisms cannot be stored. But then...
"Maybe... Is this alive?
"What...? This sphere?
"I don't think it's in the boulder... but it doesn't look like a creature"
"No, that's why it's weird. Hmm, it's a weird sphere after all...... don't you dare keep it in your bag"
Though I thought I was a weird ball, I put it in my bag without feeling any more emotional.
At this time, I didn't realize I had picked up a hell of a lot. I was aware that...
"... no way..."