Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

"Alliumi, we've been waiting a long time for you. Make your way to the third floor of the east wing, between the idle Kanjaku, by 17: 00."

One soldier came to the waiting room for protection from the sun, after the evening when Inverenus, the god of the day, leaned.

"Of idleness... oh, yes... ok"

Drop off the back of the soldier leaving the room only telling him what to do, and stretch out his body a lot. The bones of the verses made a crisp and pleasant sound.

King Aldia asked me to come to the castle. It was a drift shelter, but while I was waiting for him to tell me, "I'll call you later, just give me a minute," it was such a time.

It would be the first time I had spent much of the day in the castle since I became a guerrilla. Nor is it strange to stay in the castle more than to be one of the soldiers now.

but I was strangely uncomfortable because I usually live in college.

I was killing my time by going to the training ground, walking in the courtyard and reading books in this room addressed to me, but I'm still not comfortable saying that I feel like I'm 'going out there' until I'm tired.

Belgrette and Claria seemed too busy reuniting with the Holy Queen and Amanda to meet, and they never saw a handful of acquainted soldiers such as Carbolo and Priscilla, so they had to spend a lonely wait.

Whatever it is, it is also finally over.

The directions will be fine, as it only took me once to pass through the front during my idleness.

It's quite a long way from here, though. Go early or leave the room for the designated destination.

"Oh, fuck...?

In the middle of a long corridor, with red carpets that seem to be stretching in value.

The drift protection I looked around had stopped my legs with confusion. Whatever, I don't recognize stone walls or interiors.

"No, yeah. You're lost, this is..."

Scratching his head, he admits the fact.

Is it okay because it took me once to get through? Was it overconfident?

Raindeer Royal Castle. Speaking of its immensity, it is no longer half-breed. It's big enough to fit a whole lot of city compartments. Such a size lasts from one to three floors, about a third of those sizes but also four floors, and exists in the prisoners up to a vast underground prison known as the 'Raindeer Alagne'.

If you do poorly, it seems like you could even keep getting lost for a few days. I'm no longer lost, I'm in distress.

You should abandon the idea of doing something on your own more than this has happened.

Fortunately, this is a royal castle populated by numerous humans, not forests or labyrinths. All you have to do is ask someone.

I decided to ask the next person I met the way, and walked out,

"Ah."

I peered into the tip of the branched corner and early spotted someone coming this way quickly.... of

(Hmm, I don't know what to do...)

The opponent was clearly a child.

Girl with a small round face and a brown brunette bob-cut looks good on her.

You look about the same age as Leafia or Claire. Height may be smaller than Mia's. But the figure is splendid, dressed in a frilly white knee-length tunic, and a splendid black cape dripping from his back. On the contrary, he even had a long sword on his hips.

Noble Lady of the Knight Apprentice, is it?

(Do you want to ask? No, but, um)

In the drift protection, a boring grid arises.

The other person is a child. That's a girl, too. Isn't it a little pitiful to rely on it?

As she ponders that, coming from across the street in grand footsteps, she notices or glances at suspicious behavioral drift protection.

He had red eyes while Ruby was still around. The other parts positioned on the facial area are also very well adjusted, and in another decade you will be a sarcastic woman.

…………

How suspicious she was of the stray protection that stood up.

Beautiful red eyes tend to be dizzy, and the gait is as relaxed as alert. Somehow, there are no gaps in its sharp eyes or standing, creating a force as if it were an adult.

(Ko, I don't want this)

It's hard to think of anyone as suspicious, and I don't have the time to choose who to ask.

"Oh, you know, I just wanted to ask!

In the form of a thrusting motion, the driftshield was speaking in a hurry.

The girl didn't reply, but she stops and looks up with pittance.

"Um... do you know how to get from here while you're alone?

Asked, she doesn't loosen her alarmed look. On the contrary, it makes my eyebrows pick up somewhat dissatisfied.

(Uh, is this a noble lady of a difficult descent...?

If you think about it on the outside, drift shelter is dressed to be judged a civilian at a glance. Simple everyday wear with emphasis on ruffles and ease of movement. No one will be the first to think of you as a soldier when you see this outing.

There are also those in high pride nobility who look down on civilians without question.

After showing a bare gesture of thinking for just a moment, the girl slowly pointed up and let her little hand slide straight to the right. Remain silent.

"Upstairs? So, the right side? Am I supposed to go?

I try to draw on what I want to say, but she was frowning.

Slightly, that little mouth opens like you gave up something.

"... upstairs. Take the corridor directly above here to the east."

"... what"

"Yes, no"

I can't help but be surprised. He had an amazing voice. The animated voice, as it is commonly called, is it? Very high soprano voice, slightly on the nose.

"Going east, we leave during the Bronze Knights' Testul. Straight further east from there, turn right at the poke and you'll be in the middle of silence."

A dignified and firm mouthpiece that is then inversely proportional to the adorable voice.

"Oh, well. Thank you, thank you."

Thankfully so, the girl moved her eyebrows slightly dissatisfied again.... but not say anything in particular, but go bare beside the drift protection.

Maybe from the looks of it, I don't care about civilian drift protection. Still, he just tells me instead of complaining, which can actually be a pretty sweet category. Many gentlemen, however flashy and gold they may be, still do not want to deal with the guerrillas knowing that they are protecting them.

Even the same nobility in the first place is so unusually tolerant of Belgrette's bottomlessness.

With that in mind, the boy rushed his legs as he thanked the little animated voice girl knight.

It took roughly less than thirty minutes to get to the desired room. but i can manage to come in time and breathe ho.

"..., Safe"

During the silence.

It was to such an extent that I was guided to the fold where I was appointed as a guerrilla, but I do remember that this was a meeting room with a round table. It would be a less marginal category of place for drift protection.

"... er, excuse me..."

Knock carefully and open the door with tension like entering the staff room.

A large round table sitting in the center of the room. Around it were about ten people who waited thoughtfully, not seated around it, but also of different duties and status. Half of us, it was a known face.

Belgrette at the window first. When her gaze matches, she turns to smile like a flower...... but she quickly strayed from her eyes.... Maybe last night's confession is still pulling its tail. By the way, Claria doesn't seem to be here.

In the immediate vicinity, there are three people in white who at first glance can be seen as researchers. One of them was Dr. Locke. He's an unhealthy looking middle-aged researcher who usually turns in cigarettes, but he just doesn't say anything on this occasion right now. Have we met outside the college since we were in the hospital in the battle with Farvnar? Do it, and I'll give it back to the Doctor who's going to raise his hand with the same trick.

Standing behind the back wall with his eyes closed is Latias, the head of Silver Legion Squad Silvalios. I was in the same mood as before.

Near it, the woman of a quiet deputy captain, Oretta. The contrast between the white dress and the black sword still catches my eye.

And then someone who was interested in standing up with her like that notices this way.

"Hmm. You're the rumored guerrilla boy."

What was emitted was a low husky voice. She was a tall woman, dressed in a green dress. Will there be one hundred and eighty centimeters? Long hair with red curly hair. Sharp eyes and high nose. lips that symbolize an invincible grin. seeping out of a wild atmosphere somewhere. Its beauty is

(That's it, like Amazones...)

I let that word float in the back of my driftshield brain.

That impression would not be a mistake, either. Because of his tight body and his lack of gaps, he can tell that he's not just a beauty man - he's the one who puts himself in the fight. She was exactly the right person for the word "female jewel".

Before that, by a unique husky voice that sounded familiar, there was anticipation of who this woman was.

Ni deepened her grin and she mouths the name as Lifeguard thought it would be.

"I am Princess Liliane's positive royal guard, Amanda Aide. Nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you on your journey."

The two names are "The End of the Ice Dream (L'Aefin)", one of the three great knights, believed by the people in Raindeer.

shake back the right hand she's been offering,

"Ever...... I'm Lugo Aliumi, a guerrilla. Um... with all kinds of immature... the..."

"Ha, ha, okay. Okay, okay, you don't have to force yourself to say a hard and painful greeting. Because I'm not good at that either. Looks like Belle and Claire took good care of you."

That said, Amanda looks back at Belgrette in the back of the room. A knight noticed the girl frowned.

"No, it looks like that tough bell is totally getting into you. Claire doesn't usually deal with you, either. I haven't talked to you two in a long time, and I'm sure your name will come out without any more pulls. No... what kind of hands did you drop those two sturdy sisters with when you looked like a grown-up?

"No, er..."

Confused about how to respond to Amanda following me aside with a bottomless looking grin,

"Oh boy, the struggle is awesome but usually feels unreliable? I don't hate that kind of thing. Next time, I'd like you to listen to me carefully in the booze table."

So a cough interrupted the conversation.

"Hmm. To invite a young man while he's your fiancée, you don't have much of a temper. Guardian Knight."

Turn your eyes to the source of your voice.

Near the center of the room. The old man standing beside the round table staring at this one was an uninformed face. Tidy gray hair and moustache. I can predict that he is a nobleman in quite a position because of his flashy outfit with shining jewels. He was such a difficult old husband.

Amanda narrows her eyes and smiles affectionately at the old nobleman.

"Oh Lord Gabris. I'm not impressed you're listening."

"Your voice is too loud. Not to mention the kind of content that makes a young man feel like he could lurk a little voice."

"Oh? I just told him that even if it's a martial arts tradition in a booze seat... If the evil push goes too far, we'll dig the grave. Just because you're surrounding your mistress in a booze seat doesn't mean anyone else thinks the same."

Is that a sign that Amanda's words were shooting at her? The old man, called Gabris, blushes while he sees. The moment I opened my mouth wide trying to say something back,

"Ooh, you're still close. There you are. Just sit down, please."

King Ardia, who came, slapped on the shoulder of the drifting guard standing at the entrance.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Lugo. You should come in and sit around."

"Oh, yes."

Encouraged, pull the appropriate near-field chair and sit down.... I'm in a seat away from Belgrette in the back. He is a boy of his age who cares about such things.

Everyone on the field sat around a round table, and King Ardia, who looked over at the same face, nodded satisfactorily, "Uhm".

(... what kind of mentz is this...)

This facial rash gathered by the king. As for drift protection, I couldn't find anything in common there first.

At first, you become a guerrilla. Latias and Oretta, two tops of the Royal Guard's Bellette and Amanda, and the Silver Legion Troop Silverios. Come to think of it, we have all three Raindeer knights. And Dr. Rock, who will be the researchers in the royal palace. Upper-class aristocracy and thoughtful gabris.

Age, duties, and status are brilliantly bulky of things.

"First of all, everyone, you've got a good bunch of busy places. Thank you."

The greeting was there, too, cut out by King Aldia.

"First. Earlier this morning, a group led by my wife Elizavetta and Royal Guard Amanda… The White Eagles made a safe return from a roughly six-month journey. I want to thank the gods and honor them for the completion and success of their journey"

A patch of applause occurs. In the meantime, if we imitate drift protection, Amanda, one of the parties, graciously did it.

"What is the Holy Queen doing, Your Majesty?"

So I asked the king about Gabris, who had a tongue fight with Amanda earlier.

"I'm just tired. Oh, my God. I really wanted to call this the occasion, but I'm gonna give it a rest."

"Hmm... I guess that would be nice"

Gabris leaks a ho big exhale. Seemed like a stubborn old man of sexual evil as far as interacting with Amanda was concerned, but there seemed to be some heartfelt relief on his face.

"Well, let's get down to business. The White Eagles have been on a journey for six months. Wake up, but what were they traveling for in the first place? A lot of people don't know what that's about."

By the nobles, who are near Gabris, the place is laid bare.

Previously, Belgrette also said that she had not been told any detailed stories. If so, does not the majority of those on this occasion know either?

"We organized the White Eagles and sent them out for only one purpose"

The king tells them short.

"- To find the original Bobo Meibo."

"..., still..."

Groans as Gabris squeezes out. The aristocrats surrounded him, twilight in the way.

Belgrette has become a bewildered face that cannot grasp the king's intentions.

Speaking of drift protection,

(... of Gensho... what?

Confused by unfamiliar words. I just think it was some mistake being called to this gathering. Tasting such alienation,

"Does Lugo know? About the first bob."

He threw in such an inquiry at such a time as King Aldia had read his mind.

"No......"

If you shake your head to the side, the king turns his face to Dr. Locke.

"Hmm. You'd be quicker to hear it from an expert than I would. Can you explain everything you know, Dr. Rockwave?"

"Oh, I see."

The doctor, who nodded with bitter laughter because he was called the Great Teacher, began to talk as he pushed his glasses up at his fingertips.

"The original Bobo is, so to speak, a lockdown." A place that has long been told and should not be near unknown details ". It is assumed to occur at some point deep in the mountains where people do not enter, and is characterised by blue fog. It is said to be dotted countless times around the world as well as in one specific location. Investigation teams and others have been dispatched in various countries, from the past to the present, but the details remain unknown. There are also numerous instances where we encountered category A or S-class resentment demons when we stepped in, and no one has been able to reach the centre. There have long been various rhetoric about it being a habitat for demons who can unite resentment demons, or an enchantment that falls by a curse just to get close, or a gateway to the underworld -"

Put your index finger up.

"This original bob has one distinguished and bizarre characteristic. A few to a dozen years, showing up or disappearing in different places."

"... show up or disappear...?

If the exodus squeals by accident, the Doctor continues to snort. A little bit, in a performance-minded tone.

"Let's say some mountain village, for example, has perished for some reason. Then accumulates something like a bad starch in that deserted village. There's all kinds of invisible negative 'something' about the mindless of a dead person or signs of a grudging demon trying to root out an abandoned village."

Heard of the mountain village floated the village of Kerlia, where the Myols lived, and the drift shelter drove the idea out of his head. I don't even want to think about that beautiful settlement going extinct.

"That place, where negative thoughts accumulate, eventually calls even the devil, rather than the grudge devil, and is turned into a nest of monsters by them. That's the original Bobo. It will be a sanctuary for the resentful demons and a place of death for men. A place that was, so to speak, a village of people is a wacko that becomes like a village of resentment demons. Although a little too big to call it a village. Either way, it doesn't even last forever, negative thoughts eventually dry up, and the place returns to a land of nothing. It shows up and disappears, so... and I teach it in church."

After such a Dr. Locke explanation, the old nobleman Gabris snorted.

"In the church, huh? Different opinions, but you said so. A researcher."

"Whatever. Because it has not yet been figured out what the original bob is or what is there. It's also the researcher's job to look into it."

"Hmm, you punitive freak"

"Lord Gabris. Could you please shut up for a moment as the meeting will be wasted longer"

Amanda was the one who broke in. Quicker than the annoying old aristocrat disproves anything, she tells in a good, passing voice.

"As a result of our exploration over the past six months… we, the White Eagles, have discovered the original Bobo and the thoughtful realm in the Rubiltori Mountains, far southwest."

Dr. Locke takes over the word.

"In fact, for about two months now, I had received reports that I had discovered a place that looked like it. After repeated exchanges of letters with the White Eagles, and a thorough investigation of their stay on the ground, 90% said the place must be the first one. That's not the conclusion I came to. First, we decided that we had found our destination, and the White Eagles returned to us."

It had nothing to do with the content of the story, but the shield is hacked there. I guess the reason the Doctor seemed to be busy here was because he was involved in this first job involving Bobo.

"Your Majesty, why then persevere in such a forbidden land...?

In a voice accompanied by giving up and fatigue, Gabris asked King Aldia. The other aristocrats present also watch what happens with an uneasy look on their face.

"To raise the level of culture."

The place was silenced by King Ardia's answer, which was returned without hesitation.

Gabris and other nobles too. Not even Belgrette. Perhaps I don't know what the King meant by what he said. It is pounded and solidified. And naturally, the same goes for drift protection.

(of culture…… level……?

Latias, Oretta, Amanda, who was actually on the ground, and the researcher, Dr. Locke, knew the King's intentions, and he didn't see how upset he was.

"I mean, to make life more convenient..."

"What the hell does that have to do with the original bob...?

Gabris makes the questions that have come to mind in the brain of driftshield into words as they are.

"I told you so much. I expect the identity of the original bob to be like a bubble of ultra-high concentrations of soul and mind, Pralna."

"As His Majesty put it, it fits all kinds of events."

So it was the woman in white sitting next to Dr. Locke who took over. Is he about twenty years old? She is just such an interesting beauty as a rational woman with her bob-cut brown hair and glasses and a crisp face.

"How rude. I'm late, my name is Shalom and I belong to the First Laboratory. May I? As for the heirloom of a nearby human falling, it is believed that he was stunned by the high purity of his soul and heart, Prarna, and the same applies to the supposedly monster's nest. We can deduce that because some resentful demons are attracted to the quality soul and mind" Prarna "...... We believe that for some reason the legacy of appearing or disappearing… was shaped because of the repeated accumulation and misting of the soul and mind force Prarna. There is a theory that the blue mist that drifts in this place in the first place is also a form of mutated soul and mind, Prarna."

At the same time that a researcher named Shalom says tie, Dr. Locke nods yeah yeah.

"I only wrap my tongue around His Majesty's wisdom eye, which came to that assumption on its own. We're going into business."

If Dr. Locke clamps his shoulders, King Aldia laughs heedlessly.

"Nah, there's nothing out there for you. It took me five years to get to this assumption while I was studying Cicosico. You can count on Timohay's grandfather many times. If you were real, you'd have come to this conclusion sooner."

"That's Chimohay..."

With that familiar name in his mouth, the king laughed nicely when he saw the face of the shield.

"Whoa. That's the refeit you and I used to go to the bell for. That was for exchanging information with your grandfather about your first boyfriend."

"I see..."

The night of my assignment, I stayed overnight at the Euroventi Inn with Belgrette, expecting the contents of the document, but the answer was revealed unexpectedly. If you turn a blind eye, Belgrette also looks like she's good at it.

"So that's it."

Dr. Locke pushes up his glasses to continue.

"We are waxes dealing with the divine chant" Oracle "while absorbing the soul and mind power" Pralna "from the void or generating it by ourselves, but this usually soul and mind power" Pralna "that we are dealing with is not a" sarcastic state ". It can be termed impurities, if expressed in terms of the field of research."

So it was Gabris, by way of example, who stood up rattled.

"You, Prarna, the soul and heart given by the Lord, are impure in saying!?

And Amanda breaks in, as you're supposed to.

"Yes, yes, if you haven't learned, be quiet. If it's a term in the field of research, why don't you bother to include an annotation, Doctor? Nothing 'impure' is anything more than a reference to someone's relationship with a woman."

"Guru, you..."

Doctor, don't worry about it. Keep going.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's such a wack, and what we usually recognize as soul and heart strength, Prarna, can never be pure, can it? But..."

Shalom takes over as the next rational woman researcher while the Doctor takes off her glasses, whether it's cloudy through the talk.

"May I? In general, there is an area called the 'Spiritual Ground'. Our country is famous for its Bovrant Plains, neighboring Lefe for its' gardens of infinity '… these spiritual sites are a place where the extremely pure soul and mind' Prarna 'can easily gather or be generated"

So, for the first time ever, Bergrette, who had been listening, opened his mouth.

"In other words, the original Bo is likely to be an extremely powerful spiritual field," he said.

"Yes, you're right. If I may add, it is more powerful than ever observed… and is expected to be massive"

Shalom nodded with that said.

"In time perhaps… the original Bobo is not just a spiritual place"

Dr Locke, who put his glasses back on, takes over with a serious face.

"I can't say for sure yet...... but I have a guess close to certainty. Original Bobo… Deep in it, it seems that the" Prarna ", the soul and heart strength of" dark "purity, lingers enough to be seen and confirmed by the eyes"

"The soul and mind" Pralna "is... visible, so...?

"It's not a strange thing," says Dr. Locke, shouldering to Gabris, who leaks a stunning groan.

"Because the power of the divine chant, Oracle, expressed via the soul heart power Prarna, is more visible. To flames, ice, water, thunder...... the wind is a little hard to see. Anyway, we can say that these phenomena are, in a sense, what the soul and mind power Prarna has changed. So it's not strange that there is a 'pure force' that has not become a 'form of surgery' via people, which is not equivalent to any attribute... Instead of being visible...... in a crystallized solid-like fashion, we're guessing it's actually even possible to touch it. And because of its density, I expect it's enough to resonate and activate the divine chant Oracle just by touching it without chanting."

If so tightened, the place quieted back to Singh. I guess most people are the first to hear it. Rather, so is drift protection. The aristocrats and others mock the pokans. Somewhat, King Aldia opens his mouth.

"So. We use" sealing tools "on a daily basis, don't we? Cold machines and all that, you know, running the toilet water. These are waxes that bring out their function by using the corresponding technique. Ice and wind if you're a cold machine. If you're going to flush the toilet, you're going to need water."

That's how I get to that conclusion.

"Extremely pure… and with a high concentration of soul and mind, Pralna, we can create more convenient tools that we have never been able to achieve before, regardless of their attributes."

……

The nobles went out of their way. I guess I understood the king's purpose.

(Pushing up the level of culture... is that what you mean...)

Likewise, the drift shield bit the meaning of the word.

Thinking it exists in the original Bo, recover the original soul and heart strength, Prarna. It is used to develop various sealing tools.

"Well, for example... specifically, the art of communication can also be substituted with tools, right? Rockwave."

"Possible"

I assure you while Dr. Locke fixes the position of his glasses. The king turned his niggardly and meaningful grin to shelter.

"Otherwise, you won't be able to use the technique, Lugo, but you'll be able to communicate."

"Huh!"

A strange voice almost leaked by accident.

I've been coming to this world for five months. I mean, five months after the civilized instrument of cell phones became unusable. Even in this world, it's not once or twice that I thought that if I had the means to easily get in touch... On an expedition, for example, if I could call Belgrette or Mia.

Of course, it would be very useful even after the assignment.

"It's not just the Ariumi guerrillas… even civilian children who can barely handle the technique will be able to communicate with their sealing tools."

Oretta nods yeah yeah. Then a faceless Latias opened his mouth.

"I've heard a little bit about it before, too... but they're going to be able to create some simple protective tools. If the people have it in their hands, they will have the means to protect themselves from thieves and grievances."

Amanda supplements the theory.

"It's going to be hard to get those people back just like that... but if it's to the point of creating a escape gap, maybe we can figure it out. Lord Gabriel, who has a lot of dark behind him, may also be able to reduce the number of escorts on the go."

"Hey, what..."

Did you realize the awesomeness in those words, Gabris peeled off his eyes and leaked an exclamation exhale. I don't realize that there was too much shock or that there was a rush and stir.

"Of course, not immediately. I think you'll be able to create some other tools that you can't even imagine."

Dr. Rock's glasses bring suspicious light. If the drift shield meets his eyes, he sends a clumsy wink.

Seeing that look, the modern Japanese boy is convinced. The Doctor intends to reproduce all kinds of equipment, like those found on Earth, with sealing tools.

(If so, for example…)

For example, a TV or a camera. This is the heavenly banquet of the refe, and Lifeguard himself has already confirmed that it is possible to do something similar.

What about washing machines? As a drift protection I encouraged to wash my hands early this morning, I have to think that it would be very helpful to have something like that.

We should be able to make further progress from cold surgery so that we can reproduce things like air conditioning. It would also greatly affect cooking, etc., if it could be applied to the handling of fire and electric shock.

…………

Zokri, and goosebumps.

If such a thing becomes feasible.

As King Aldia proclaims, the level of culture rises. Probably, dramatically.

Without a doubt - times themselves change.

"You'd already understand. That's why I'm going for the first one."

The proclamation of the king without hesitation. Silence dominates the place.

"But... but, Your Majesty"

It was the old nobleman Gabris, by way of example, who raised a modest blurred voice.

"The cave is more confined than it was in ancient times. So..."

Faithful, or I guess that's normal in people in this world. Without even concealing the colour of fright, the old man insists on his opinion as if he could not speak. Amanda's impetus for eating is as weak as a lie.

"It's Gabris. The Lord's Chamber of Commerce has also dealt with the building sector."

"Ha, ha"

"Then you know the story of Kuroyan Iron" Kokuen Tatsu "and Geiserius. Maybe more than me."

"Yes, no......! Not me, but it can't even reach His Majesty...... Ah! Well, I understand what Your Majesty wants to say. But......"

If that's the story, I also knew about it in a book I read recently.

Geisserius used black swallow iron, once considered contraindicated, as a material for weapons, which was cut off and the manufacturing and architectural fields advanced significantly. That should have been the story.

"Scared? He said that by touching contraindications, God might judge him. The devil might curse you."

With a voice that even contains tenderness as it teaches, the king addresses the concerns of the aristocracy.

"... you're right. I was wondering if stepping into the land would cause something bad to happen..."

"Right. Truth be told, I feel the same way."

As for the exodus, I look up to King Aldia's unexpected words, and Gabris says, uh... Maybe it was an unexpected answer for this old man as well.

"But. Then people can't move forward."

says the king.

"In front of us, there's an unprecedented place. Nobody's ever arrived, so naturally nobody knows what's out there. There may be demons, there may be tremendous treasures of gold and silver. Or maybe there's nothing. But if you don't actually go - if someone doesn't try and take the first step there, you'll never know what's there. One option would be not to proceed and to remain where peace has been promised. But"

Thus King Aldia looked to the old aristocracy with a challenging grin.

"If you abandon the forward, that's where it ends. Even in this day and age when we live, it exists because our forefathers have repeated the first steps over and over again. Hey, it's Gabris. Together, why don't we take a new first step. As a result, the next generation of children… Liliane and your children will be able to live more easily… If the time may come for them to live safely, don't you think it's a bad story?"

"... well, that's...!

With that haphazard look, I could clearly feel Gabris' feelings moving by the drift protection as well.

(... I knew it, he's a whore)

And laugh bitterly inside. The king shook the heart of a stubborn aristocrat by bringing up his children's stories. Does it smell cowardly, or does it seem?

The silence that often comes and goes. A sign of a lost, old aristocrat.

Slightly, Gabris breads his cheeks a little saggy with both hands.

".................. I understand, I have. It's not me, it's old fashioned short body. Then for the sake of our children… why don't we take a step into the unknown"

Amanda smiled when the nobles around her turned and saw how it was going. The aiming gabris reacts.

"... um, something. Guardian Knight Hall"

"No. That face I made sure I was ready for. You look more like a man than usual."

"Or don't make fun of me! Totally......"

What are these two, maybe they're actually close? The shield became dusty.

"Wow... then let me officially give you directives"

King Ardia's big right hand, placed on the tabletop, holds his fist much more forcefully.

"This time, the White Eagles discovered the original Bob… enter its interior and conduct an investigation. The ultimate aim is to discover and recover the pure soul and heart strength Prarna. but at the moment you haven't actually stepped inside, you honestly don't know what's waiting for you. Be prepared so that you can handle any situation. I would like to ask Gabris and others to arrange for the troops to have the consumables, food, weapons, etc."

"Ha ha...! Whatever you say...!

Then he nodded to the old nobleman, who drowned his head, and the king continued.

"The personnel of the troops going to the scene will first know the way to the ground as the leader of the regiment, Amanda. As personnel for internal investigations, Rockwave and Shalom…… and the first spot of the institution, a total of seven, plus all five. Sixty-one soldiers in charge of their escorts and disabling. Ask Oretta to accompany you to take that command. From Silver Legion Squad Silvalios, there are three other brothers and sisters, Dermie and Tailvid. And -"

The king's vigorous eyes look from the front. Give me the face of the current shield.

"As a combatant who also combines escort and disabling, Lugo"

So next, give me Belgrette's face.

"As an adjunct to the battle and the Fellows, Belgrette"

Even while the Girl Knight is astonished, the King forcefully proclaims.

"Above, seventy-five are organized as the Second White Eagles. He thinks the land has been discovered and asks him to go to the Rubiltori Mountains. The expedition is scheduled for a month. The departure is in ten days. Scarlet Feather Moon, shall be the twenty-first day"