Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

A few days passed from the first day of the demonic raid that made it a great army.

Since then, the voyage has proceeded surprisingly well, as there have been no sudden encounters with a few demons, no encounters with a large herd, and no powerful individuals have appeared.

Also, since yesterday, we have seen ships from other countries as chills. It would be proof that you are taking the right path.

Whether there are sailors or not who can manipulate the current freely will greatly change the speed at which the ship travels. For that reason, it is a little unfortunate that soon after we have gone side-by-side and deepened our friendship, we have left them on the other side of the horizon. You could have been a good dealer.

But if you're a professional sailor, you must have noticed that no one else has normal ship speeds. It could also result in a deal kicking ass. Or maybe secrets will be revealed and people will come out to imitate us, but we have a day, no, 100 days long. If it becomes a detonator that boosts the country, that's fine.

In that way, I think at this time.

I was scratching my bag in front of me and wrapping my arms around it.

"Absolutely, you're crazy, here."

That being said, turning a rugged gaze is a sphere placed in front of a bag full of sand. It's that weird sphere that shows up with mysterious luminescence when you defeat the Lord of Sand and can't be left in storage space.

From the time I got it, this guy had a lot to worry about, but in addition, I noticed something strange about this ball.

"Whatever you think, this is creating sand, right?

After I picked this up, my bag was sanded for a few days. At first, I thought it might be harassment, but I began to feel strange gradually, and today I decided that the only cause of it was this sphere.

"What the hell is this ball?

I'm like a glass ball of dirt floating around. I take it and peek in. But I still don't feel like this, not to mention magic, not to mention special powers.

"No... wait, huh?

So, what occurred to me was Charstena's reaction when I first saw this sphere. She said she felt some uninterrupted power from this sphere. I appropriately flushed this seemingly unchanging sphere that such power could not be asleep, but now I think it may have been shallow.

For example, if this was the source of the strength of the Lord of Sand, I thought that this might have the power to manipulate the sand freely.

"Give it a try"

It's my bad habit to want to try anything right away, but I'm not really willing to fix it, so I didn't defy my curiosity and went out on the deck with the ball in my hand.

"Ho, that's interesting. That's Prince Gilk. If it's about your country, you're more knowledgeable than me."

"I was helping my brother. I was more or less involved in internal affairs, so I could see the situation in a country I never knew existed."

Out on the deck, Cecil and Gilk heard him colluding gracefully and generously under the parasol. Apparently, Cecil is also talking, based on the exchange of information, while Gilk on the other hand is successfully put on board to talk about perplexity and the country's internal affairs. But, well, if you think you're willing to be one of them, maybe that's not a bad trend.

Beside those two, there was a garment and Charstena figure, friendly...... or subtle but playing with Othello made by Spring Tree.

"Oh, Mr. Knitting. Like in someone's tummy, Mr. Knightshirt's coma is almost black. Look, now it's even blacker."

"No, no, this is going to reverse, so it's not going to go black."

One hand of the knit blossomed vertically and horizontally, diagonally and white in the black of momentum that filled the plate, leading to the battle of Charstena, who was nimmating.

"Oh no...! I've been blackening the pawn that Mr. Knights put away properly..."

That would have been easy to guide.

"I can't believe you got caught in such a visible trap, and many times, Charstena. The contents of your head are always white, like this white comma."

"No, that's not true! I'm thinking about it! 'Cause if you blacken the pawn Mr. Knights put down, you win, don't you?

"No, so no matter how many times this explanation is made... black one at a time, if it's returned all at once, it will be reversed, so you have to read the opponent's movements or actively aim for the harder end to be returned..."

... These two are either close or bad.

In that way, I think you don't understand, look at the knit that gives a worthwhile explanation to Charstena, who tilts his neck.

But it's a good thing the atmosphere of the previous slaughter was soothing. My mental health.

And I thought about it, and I was watching the two of you.

"Mr. Ray, what's wrong with staring at Mr. Charstena and the others with the ball? Oh, you throw that at someone, you play?

As Rykud said rude things, he came close.

"You and I are gonna need to discuss what you think of me for once."

Even I don't have the hobby of hitting people with this kind of hard stuff... I bet. I'm a little unsure because I felt like I'd look suspicious again if I told Gilk.

"Ha, it's a joke. More than that, what is that?

"This came out when I defeated the example sand king."

"Heh, that's a more beautiful sphere than I've ever seen. Besides, it seems transparent for glass... is this the material the Desert King dropped?

Sure...... I didn't realize it until you told me, but this sphere is too pretty. There are no horns, no starches, as if they were artificially made objects.

I don't think it's a natural material dropped by demons and warcraft.

"Come on, what is it? Make sure of that now."

"From now on?

I smile at Lycood for patting my eyes and go to the edge of the ship. Not only was Lycood paying attention to me like that, but the Charstenas were paying attention again.

For the rest of my life, I guess my behavior of sticking the ball out into the ocean looked suspicious.

I think with that gaze on my face.

... From here on out, what should I do?

I tried to get away from the ship for a moment, but as my gaze gathered, it seemed foolish to say that I was helpless.

In the meantime, do you want to experiment with whether this sphere can really produce soil?

"Yeah... Sand, get out!

I tried screaming appropriately, but inside, I was wondering if it was okay like this. But...

"What... Whoa, hey...!

Unexpectedly, the sphere glowed as if it had reacted to my words, and instantly the sand overflowed. Its momentum and awesomeness, the sand blows out like a fountain, and falls with a curve around it. There, of course, I have the ball in my hand...

"Oh, shit, my body's sanded...! Oh, my God, how am I supposed to stop this!

"Mr. Ray, I dare you to get more away from the ship! Keep it up and the boat will sink at the weight of sand!

"You said that, my body's already half buried in the sand! Just make sure you keep your hands off me, that's the limit!

"Then let's just let it go, it!

Damn, if we do stay like this, the ship will sink sooner or later. Or before I do, I bury myself in the sand and choke.

But letting go of such an unidentified weird sphere is unacceptable as an adventurer.

"Oh, stop already! Stop, please!

I screamed as I half-yaked, letting my body bury in the sand. Then, once again, in response to my words, the sphere emits light and the release of sand stops.

"Did you stop...?

"... sounds like it. What the hell are you doing now, Mr. Ray?"

"No, I didn't expect this to happen either..."

When I crawl out of the sand mountains, I laugh bitterly. And then he slapped the bread and clothes and hair, and when he paid for the sand, he stared at the ball in surprise, twisting his head.

"You reacted to my words, didn't you...?

I don't know what the hell to say, but while I was worried about my head, the far-sighted Charstena came close with a serious look on her face.

"That's the ball from that time...?

"Oh, yeah. Little bit of sand, I tried to remember to get out, and it just came to me."

"Is that all you got? I wonder if that sphere has any special powers..."

I thought about it the way it looked, Charstena. Surely she's right, this is not a normal sphere. Or so it doesn't even seem like some kind of demonic prop.

The most inexplicable thing is that no magic is used at all.

Generate Yes from None. It's not even possible here in the fantasy world. It is possible to produce soil and water where there is nothing, but it does not create anything from it. For the first time, there is a finite thing called magic, which is made possible by magic, skills, and magic tools.

But what is this?

Produced yes from complete absence. Something that goes against the management of the world, so to speak.

"Ha, funny. Nice pick up."

This is something I don't know again. All the same, I want to solve that mystery.

"It's not every laugh... I have a very bad feeling..."

"Charstena's too worried."

I didn't even think about Charles Stena's worries at this time.

"Parents ~!

One evening. Haku broke down the door and cried as soon as he was about to see the island country of his purpose.

"Hey, don't break it because you can't open it much. It's troublesome to fix it every time. So, what's going on now?

"Shull abuses Haku!

"Again... the injured must not obey the healer."

How many times has this happened? It was Haku who started rehabbing the flight that made me cry.

You used to cry about wanting to fly, but when you started rehabbing, it wouldn't be funny because you wouldn't let me go free. But I'm tired because I haven't flown in a while. It's a complaining one. Who does he really look like?

"Unpersuasive to Parents"

This guy...

And Charstena came into the cabin looking for Haku there.

"Oh, I was here again. Haku, we need to rehab to fly properly."

It was Charstena trying to persuade me to encourage her, but Haku cried on my feet harder. Or bitten away.

Still, Charstena doesn't give up and tries hard to take Haku, but Haku, who shows desperate resistance, shakes his head and screams.

"Hey! Huck, I'm not flying anymore! Parent's head, easy!

"Hey."

Is that what you really are?

When I grabbed Huck's head, he forced me to turn him over to Charstena.

"Well, please"

"Yeah. If you work hard, you'll be able to fly like before soon"

I smile bitterly and ask Charstena to take care of Haku. Then she smiled in such a way as to leave it to her.

"Not a parent...!

With such a scream, Haku was taken to Charstena.

"Oh man..."

While sighing about where the non-flying dragon is, I scratch Walrus in my own room on board. Then lay your hands over your feet and close your eyes.

The sounds of the different waves that rock the hull and the voices of fellow noises on the dispersed deck. Then, a pleasant tone played by sharp and rhythmic sword muscles. Is it Anna who can make this sound? Are you even pretending?

I sharpen my senses even more and increase my concentration. What are you doing, practicing magic manipulation. Again, fundamentals are important no matter how strong they are.

Even if there is more magic than people, if there is a limited amount that can be manipulated at once, we cannot fully exploit this advantage. I can't be in such a dull state at the time of revenge any day, and at the end of the prophetic world.

I still have to be strong.

practice of magic manipulation that has continued out of its uplifting mind. It mainly diverted spatial skills, manipulated extensive and high-density magic at once, and practiced using witchcraft far away.

With the exception of magic materialization skills, the skill level is Kanst. The amount of magic is numerically 0 because there are no demons, but the amount that can be converted into magic vegetables per day is on the increase.

In other words, magic production itself is on the rise.

And then if you can evolve and undo the demon, I'm sure I'm better at handling magic than I was before.

So to speak, this is the fabric stone up to that time. Preparation phase.

The last one the Demon King spoke of. When I acquired my demonic changing skills, I first lined up with the Demon Emperor.

That's where it all comes from.

Then how much magic can you develop to hang behind the demon emperor?

Can you outdo him with elements other than magic?

My vengeance hangs on them.

Be sure to avenge your father with this hand.

I would never give this much to Anna, to Haku, and to Charstena.

At that time, I couldn't stop it, to myself I couldn't do anything. To this helpless and ugly heart.

To settle.

For that, there's no time to waste. One by one, every little pile, I have to stack up.

The perfect stage is the labyrinth.

Because that's where the most demons in the world exist. The labyrinth says demons come from walls and ceilings. They have a large number and variety of them, and some demons can only be met in the labyrinth. In particular, the so-called floor bosses that appear every 10 layers are mostly original. Furthermore, the vertical structure of the offensive difficulty that demonic strength rises from top to bottom.

I've never wondered about it before. Because that's what I thought it was. Common labyrinth. Common specifications.

But now I have one different view.

They are places made to hide something, he said, by the thought of Krakberg.

If so, then the specifications of the labyrinth probably involve the thoughts of Krakberg. I feel that the specifications that gradually increase in strength are as if they were trying to raise someone.

Actually, I don't know if that's right, but the important thing is that the labyrinth is a great place to be strong enough to make you feel that way. It would be a good growth opportunity not only for me, but also for strength anxious knitwear and the Gilks. Furthermore, it can be a great help to Anna, who greedily seeks strength for revenge.

There is also such a secondary purpose, but the original purpose is the exploration of the labyrinth and its investigation. Especially if I want to know what's hidden in the deepest part.

I don't know about the others, but with the goal of becoming stronger, we can move towards the great goal of breaking the labyrinth together.

But, well, before we do, shall we go into the final packing so that Luxeria can rest assured and continue her journey?

I deliberately fog the magic and deconcentrate. Then he stepped out of the cabin to Huck, who encouraged flirting and rehab like he was a baby, and to the deck with Charstena, who patted his hands off like he was calling a baby.

"Oh, you can finally fly a little. But the rehab is over. Looks like we made it to the Yamato Power."

Yamato Power.

It is an island nation just halfway between the Afroto and Clifoto continents. The vast ocean stretches between both continents, as well as other continents, making it a unique way of developing.

So to speak, a clan country called Japan. There is a situation close to it, but it is still in this country. But the vast majority of adventurers and others aiming for the labyrinth are like a semi-clad state to get through here. Originally, the clan country is not pushing the clan country, because it is away from the continent, neither technology, nor supplies, in the sense that it will not go out in the middle, and it is difficult to come in, it is in a situation close to the clan country.

This means that if you return the back, you can expect to build a route from new production to sales in this country that has not yet been pioneered.

"Ridge, I've got a berth permit for the ship."

"Thankyou, knit. Did they say anything?

As I was preparing to disembark the ship, I received the permit from the garment that had asked me to go to get a berthing permit first.

"For one thing, he said he could dock for two weeks, but he didn't seem to be guarding me, so he asked me to keep an eye on him. And they said they needed the name of the ship, so they kept it a Titanic that was famous on Earth."

"You're the sunken one, it"

I wondered why I made that happen, I accidentally put a scratch in it, but I opened my eyes and panicked to see if the coat hadn't even noticed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...!

"No, whatever your name is... you can reopen it like a sinking circle"

Yeah, well, this ship won't sink, and I don't think there's any problem with it sinking. More than half of them can fly...

"In the meantime, until we secure the accommodation, what will the other ships do, trying to make sure this ship is properly guarded? Well, it's better if we decide for ourselves later."

Let's stop mouthing like aunties. Having made the voyage so far with no problems, they are sailors at the other end. From here on out, Cool Cass is going to have to go back on their own.

"All right, that's it."

I finished securing the last rope to the dock. Secondly, if I turned my attention to the deck, I would still seem to be cleaning up and other things, and it was going to take a little longer.

"They're still going to take a while, so why don't you go to the city one foot ahead?

"What, you two?

"Oh. It's troublesome to clean the ship, and we'll just keep quiet and go"

Looking for an inn with all those guys looks tired too...

I put down my thoughts like that, and the sweatshirt blushed and nodded about how he had accepted my invitation.

That way, the two of us leave the docking yard and enter the whole city.

There, Japanese-style in a nutshell. Whatever the minor differences, I get the impression that the clothes of people who go home and down the road are similar to those of old Japan.

"It was the same when I saw it from the outside, but when I went inside... it's like I came to Kyoto to sightsee it, and I feel so nostalgic. Did Ridge know about this?

"I know you, but I was expecting you. I didn't even think it was so soggy..."

Maybe this is a country made by the Japanese who came to this world.

If so, I can also nod at this sad nostalgia. I didn't intend to leave much untrained or anything in my previous life, but maybe it's something that's still caught on in the deep end of my mind.

I ran across the wooden houses on the tile roof and the people coming and going in Japanese clothes, and I ran into my doubts about the knitwear.

"Knitting, isn't it hard?

…… What's the sudden matter?

The knit leaned down to my inquiry and stared at me to worry.

"Since then... it's been a long time since the day I revealed who I am. It's been more time since the knitwear was summoned by the brave. I know the knitwear stayed here for me. But you have a lot of friends and parents over there, right? And yet, you can stay here forever?

I thought I had to talk to you someday. I may be childhood friendly for the knit and Haruki, but unlike me, the two of them are parents and friends waiting in Japan.

Haruki, when he brings home the daughter-in-law of the Beast Man, may be irregular, but he has a purpose to live in this world, but how about a knit.

She decided to stay because Haruki and I decided to stay here. Don't you really want to go home? You said I didn't want to leave this world, so you couldn't possibly stay here.

I had a crush on her for that.

That's why in this nostalgic landscape. Even I feel that way, so I thought that for the sweatshirt, if it was in a city where I would miss it extra and learn how to fall in love, I could hear her true intentions.

"The sweatshirt... you couldn't possibly hang out with me?

"I can't... I'm not going to. But he wants to go home. As soon as I can."

The knit said in the first half, then dropped his gaze slightly to the ground.

"But it doesn't make any sense for me to go home alone. That's because it just repeats the same mistake again"

I had no idea what she was talking about. But what she would have meant if she didn't want to repeat was that she could tell by looking into her eyes that seeped regret.

The hand of the knit, which closed his eyes and exhaled small, was slowly stretched out and touched my hand. That's like when the three of us made an appointment that day.

"My hands, once separated, thus connect again. I decided not to let go of these hands anymore, so one day I will definitely take Ridge myself, Haruki and the three of us will return to Japan"

Strongly gripped hands. I was still resisting the hand that was going to attract me to the side of the knit. The knit with a sad look on her face, feeling it on her skin, releases her hands as the punishment looks bad.

"Sorry... I don't want to go back to Japan"

"... that, I know. There are so many family and friends in this world that it's not easy to get through.... but I'd be happy if Ridge wanted to go back to Japan one day. Because of that, I'm confident I can do anything."

Now that I know everything, I have no more aversion to the past. But when I wanted to go home, I couldn't think of anything. Because there's nothing there that you might want to go home to. Once you leave, you don't know if you can come back.

The coat knew how I felt like that, and still passed on my wishes to me. How am I supposed to answer that? What more can I say, with the sincerity to answer?

I let my mouth wander.

I'm not returning words like that, the coat.

"... or is Ridge Himself in my way...?

I said it with a voice that seeps through anxiety.

"... if anyone gets in the way of someone who decides to stay for me, that would be scum."

"Well...... good then"

To a sweater that smiled so relieved, I think.

Halfway between being as sweet as it gets and not being able to throw it away completely, I guess, but...