Hermit Wizard

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Glug! Glug!

Following the wind, the body of the xenophobia is shaken. At the end of the smooth stems that emerged from the ground, there was a stone-dried-up boulder. The surface is full of black needles reminiscent of the fur of the beast.

In the late autumn, the black Gosari colony from this world was cutting through a grassy meadow covered with yellow carpets. Covering the ground was a few metres wide, but it continued to the horizon. As he flew, he looked like a trail of rough coal on a golden canvas.

What lions have done since they first appeared on the Moscow Channel has been similar to the reproductive behavior of plants that spray spores and grow around them and expand their habitat. But technically, it was not aimed at the reproduction of the individual, but at the propagation and movement of the body itself. Walking or the same thing if you hit as a human.

In other words, the entire giant colony in front of the eyes was one individual.

“You were coming across the Eurasian continent to say that about a peace treaty? ”

Yes, I hope you understand me with your infinite generosity. I thought it would be polite to see you in person, but for our kind, this is the only way to get there. We are accustomed to fixed life rather than moving.

Life that is rooted in the ground and lives in dependence on light, soil and water like a plant. A self who has unity as an individual, even if the physical connection is severed. I wonder how you can think about it even if you don't have a functioning organ in your brain, but you shouldn't understand it that way in the first place.

“Why are you in such a hurry? ”

There was reason to guess.

because of the battle with the Old Testament Shadow Thorn, which the reclusive soul carried out a long time ago. Oh, it's too late, but I'll reduce the win.

The Shadow Thorn is the real name of Gramiel.

“Thank you.”

I note that the lion has written an expression to celebrate the victory. It implies that the struggle against the Savior and the victory I have led to are recognized as legitimate.

And since Gramiel could not have spoken directly to Aberdeen, the fact that other Saviors knew this proves the hypothesis that other Saviors observed the battle scene or aftermath.

As I intended.

My master was very surprised to see the fragments of the body that you had mobilized, and was even more alarmed that you could control them with free materials.

· · · More honest than you think?

The lion continued to speak frankly without edur.

My master said he didn't know the exact relationship between the Shadow Thorn and the incident that happened between you. But it's not hard to guess how the fight started. The Shadow Walk is in the world you are in, and it is speculated that you have attempted to intervene deeply in it. That's why I heard you've infiltrated your own world.

I nod quietly.

The master thinks you can't wield that threatening sword against any savior. Shadow Going would have posed a direct threat to you and would have been forced to retaliate for it.

In that psychic wave, there was a strange, bizarre fondness for me.

· · · Too dark an emotion to be false.

Why is that?

The idea of a creature resembling a Gossari was also followed among the doubters.

The mobilization of that flame would have been inevitable for the reasons that preceded it. In other words, a weapon called a body fragment is very powerful, but there's no reason to be afraid if you don't take hostile action first.

It was precise speculation, and it was a list of sentences that seemed to represent my position.

I won't touch the sword sack unless you want to turn all the Saviors around as enemies.

“· · · hmm. ”

I felt a little strange when I heard the story.

“Yeah, I can tell you one thing for sure. I don't intend to wage war or declare war on the Saviors of all worlds. Unless you touch me first. ”

Knowing that, the savior of the world beyond Moscow, why would he act so quickly?

Why is it so urgent to conclude a peace agreement?

In response to this question, the Savior's Lion was put on a psychic wave.

· · · Yes. That's why my master needs to come to a peace agreement with you quickly.

“Why?”

Blackfeather Gossari showed some hesitation. Rather than hesitating to answer, it was an embarrassment to consider how to convey the meaning.

I found a wave of emotions mixed up in that psychic wave that meant I didn't want to be hated.

· · · It aroused greater suspicion for me. It was just a slightly different feeling from my obligation to succeed in negotiating or my fear of power.

It was followed by unexpected intentions from the Gosari colony.

Because my master has already done what you would consider hostile, and he's still doing it, and he wants to do it in the future.

I can't hide it. My impressions are distorted. I spoke to the floor in my heart.

‘· · · That Gosari kid. Is this a provocation now? ’

The floor that was hiding under my clothes quietly dried me up.

‘Don't be angry. Listen to me, Secret Service. Just in case.’

‘· · · I have an ominous feeling. Shouldn't we be aiming on the channel in advance? ’

‘If I had come to play skinny, I wouldn't have chosen this method. Be calm. Don't get excited. ’

I looked at the lion with a slightly thinner gaze.

“What do I judge to be hostile? ”

There was a mix of worries and worries in Gossari's conception of rebuke. I continued to feel a fear of how I would react.

· · · To explain it, I'm going to talk a little bit about who my owner is.

Gosari calmly continued his explanation with a psychic wave.

There was some transcendent. He was a celestial man for exploration and travel of life. He refused to live a lifetime in one place and dreamed of a journey full of unpredictable elements that constantly mingled with strangers.

He soon became bored with his world. A transcendent who was dissatisfied with his journey within the born dimension traveled beyond the channel to explore other worlds. After spending enough time exploring, I traveled beyond the channels there to another new world and another dimension.

A life that constantly smells of unfamiliar soil, learns a completely new language, acquires skills that you never imagined, is sympathetic to a culture that has never been friendly, and fills you.

Instead of being fixed in one place and biting in one color, a life that gratifies itself with a glossy total natural color.

A transcendent who continues to travel like that will eventually face the limits of his life. You know, growing over walls only increases life expectancy, because it's in the gullet of the dead. But the transcendent couldn't just die. There were more worlds than I've ever been to. His journey should not have ended like this. The transcendent, who was looking for a way, made a choice.

I was able to anticipate what would come next.

“· · · No way? ”

Yes, there was a sure way to extend your life. The transcendent will stop traveling and focus on doing it in an urgent manner. To put it exactly as I heard it, he crossed the wall again, after all the hard work he had done until he died. Yes, he became a savior.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

You needed an extension of your life to do what you couldn't do, and that's why you crossed the wall.

It's not easy to say, in fact, there must have been a great deal of luck breaking through the odds and an overwhelming ability to make it a reality.

· · · However, there is one strange part.

“You can't continue your journey beyond the second wall, can you? The soothsayers I know have no interest in sitting on their own level, penetrating the channel, guarding the dimensional barrier, eating their souls. ”

The owner thought so, too. After being deployed to our world, I only traveled within the dimension for a while. But unfortunately, for him, my kind was so boring. To make a crucial difference, most of the species civilizations that you will be familiar with, even in a cloaked soul, are based on the creation of something.

The lion explained, for example.

They grow crops, they build places to live, they create things to enjoy, they make things to hang on to, they make symbols to give meaning. But our civilization is more focused on how we change ourselves than on what we make and how we make.

I looked at the Gosari colony once again. Techniques and cultures that can be developed by species living on fixed land would be very different from those of species based on mammals.

So my master, exhausted by boredom, eventually began his journey again. to another world, not our own.

“· · · What? ”

The savior travels to a different dimension?

It was something I couldn't do with my common sense. But even before I refuted anything, the lion wedged the psychopath.

My master's real name is Dimensional Wanderer.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I didn't know what to say.

“But when you become a savior, you will be swept away by the urge to eat your soul and become a god, and you will not be able to focus on other dimensions. ”

There are as many beggars as there are in the world, and there's about one beggar like my master.

It's like it's not algebraic.

I'm not going to be a god, I'm not going to eat my soul. My master, for example, was one of the soonest survivors to connect the channel as soon as the Earth's dimensional barrier was removed. because you're not the kind of person who gives you something to eat.

When I said that, I felt a twitch, a contraction of my mind. I thought I would have listened to him without shelling.

I want to look at it for a while, then continue my psychic wave.

My master is a relatively young potter, a little over 10,000 years after he crossed the second wall. He said that it's not a desperate step to spend time in prison. It's going to be a god someday, but from now on, you think you need to devote all your energies to it. Now that I've gained an infinite amount of life, I've heard you enjoy doing what you want to do, and then say that it's not too late to be fully devoted to becoming a god.

· · · The more I heard, the more I was in a different state of mind than the Old Testament I knew, so I got a little nervous.

“So, the Dimensional Wanderer is still on his way? ”

Our body is in its own dimension, but instead it creates so many gods and sends them to each world to experience the life of civilization and travel there. I can't feel my presence as a soothsayer, so even the soothsayers who govern the world don't notice that they're wandering around. The technique of concealing and concealing existence and foundation has culminated in many repetitions.

I heard an ominous feeling in this event.

“· · · No way? ”

Gossari replied with a short space.

That's right. The moment the channel opened, we sent the bodies. They're traveling all over the planet right now, and some of them settle down and live with jobs. You see, when we call it human life, it's just a part of our journey to stay for a while.

Before I even reacted, the lion hurriedly continued his psychosis.

The reason I confess this now is to make sure that there is no mysterious man who later discovers himself and misunderstands him as an act of aggression and attacks my master.

Now I understand why the Savior beyond the Moscow Channel was forced to respond quickly.

The Old Testaments in other parts of the world are unlikely to attack my master immediately because they found themselves. You are judged to be more likely to respond differently because of the situation. But my master's trip has no hostile purpose at all. But I'm here to offer you a peace agreement because I know you're anxious. a forced shackle that makes it impossible for each other to act hostile.

· · · In a word, I will come to confess beforehand in case I vomit the Great Sacrifice later.

In the case of the other Savior, you don't have to do this if you don't have something to argue with me, but the owner of this lion is already doing something that can be judged as hostile.

However, that in turn means · · · ·.

“· · · After all, you don't want to stop traveling on Earth? ”

My master is immersed in the charm of the Earth. There are few civilizations that have developed magic so thoroughly. We're enjoying the unique skills and culture that can only be found here.

I tilt my head slowly.

“· · · I don't like it. ”

No matter how many attackers there are, the eyes and ears of other world Saviors are already scattered all over the planet!

I realized that my planting had become very uncomfortable, and the floor whispered in a voice that only heard me.

‘Hidden, you can't break the plate like this. You don't have to make another enemy of the Old Testament! ’

I refuted.

‘But I don't know what abilities the Old Testament has, but I can't keep them running around the planet! ’

Since then, I and Maru have had vigorous discussions. I couldn't help but overcome the odd refusal, and I argued that it was better to find a compromise than to cut the floor and reject it.

When I suddenly disappeared, the lion noticed what was going on.

Well, it looks like you're discussing it with the tentacles that cling to your skin.

I thought I knew the floor was hiding under my clothing.

By the way · · ·.

Gosari hesitates and sends out a psychic. There was a mix of ‘shy’ emotions that I felt at first. It was definitely not an illusion.

Are you always barefoot with each other? It seems that a reclusive soul holds a very open attitude to cross-racial emotional exchange.

· · · Why is that Gossari suddenly making that sound?

I stopped talking to my inner self because it was ridiculous.

With a continuous breeze, the stalk continues to flourish, and the spirit continues.

Today I found it to be a public task to convey the word of my minister, but to confess for a moment, our kind can see the soul.

I didn't know English.

He belongs to the savior, doesn't he? So you're not the torturer?

When you talk about the peace agreement between the old man and me, why are you suddenly like that?

We value our souls more than our physical form when we judge each other. And your soul that I met today...

A strange emotion mixed with Gossari's intentions began to flow.

Seriously, it's a glorious color.

· · · What is it?

A disparate psychic wave licks and grazes the skin.

No way. Uh, no? · · · No way?

Forgive my rudeness, but I lack a great sense of intimidation compared to the soul of the master I serve, but this beauty is true.

Then, Gossari, covered in black hair, continued to have a dark psychic wave. I felt an instinctive aversion to it.

Now the xenophobic are blatantly mixing emotions into their intentions without any effort to conceal them.

Palpitations. Shyness. Cheers. Fear. Urgent. Excited. Worried. Liked. Ownership. Interest. Curiosity, jealousy. Satisfaction. Yalmei. Confusion, happiness. Jovazim. Hope. Excitement, ecstasy. Patience. Shame. Excitement. Shame. Excitement. Pleasure. Bucchaom. Vibration. Excitement. Excitement. Exciting!

Because of the storm of emotion the opponent shoots, I felt an urge to burn down the Gosari colony.

The floorboards noticed the reaction once again.

‘No, seclusion. Don't do it!’

Exposure to these hostile emotions is unpleasant.

It's a metaphor for someone who doesn't want to see it in front of me.

Haa · · ·.

After leaving a gap for a while, it was a psychic wave mixed with something hypnotic.

I'm sorry to hear that all of a sudden in public. But I can't help but suppress this liking. If you, my reclusive soul, have an open mind that does not consider the limits of the race to be the limits of emotional exchange,

Reluctantly completes the psychic wave.

Will you be able to keep in touch with me privately even after I dig into this place?

· · · What?

What?

I lost my word and I lied.

But even before I said anything, the floor, which had been quietly hidden in my heart, shook my tentacles violently. The day when I heard it only to myself, I burst into a loud voice.

That Gossari bastard! Is this a provocation?! ’

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