Hitsugi no Maou

Sixty-Nine Stories: The Underfoot World

Cloud Sea. A group of white clouds without deception flows under my feet (so-called), slowly changing their shape slightly.

Sabitoga tried to gaze at something other than the clouds in order to keep her sane. Don't mistake your situation. It is absolutely impossible to reach the heavens with the aim of underground, etc. There must be no.

I first shifted my gaze from the clouds under my eyes to my feet. Leather shoes (kawagutsu) that kept walking in the cave have solid soil and chiseled grass cuts on them.

The next thing I know, I see the ground where my feet stand. When I looked back at the surface covered in blue grass, I naturally saw the entrance to the cave.

The cave opens its mouth to the roots of a high cliff. Rarely moss (koke) raw (ha) Sabitoga looked up at the dirt wall of the cliff, reflexively tight and teething at the next moment.

Far above the cliff, over the heads of the Sabitogas, was a bright white sky.

I haven't blued at all, pure white heaven. There is no sun there, no shadow of any other star, just the whole sky shining white and sending down light.

A light different from yellow sunlight or blue moonlight. Next to Sabitoga pulling his cheeks (cheeks), Straw, who looked up over his head in the same way, raised his voice, "It's the light of thunder (kamikoto)".

"The white light of lightning - the light that illuminates the world at the moment of the lightning strike - hoards in the sky on the verge of falling."

At the end of Sabitoga and the others' gaze, the white rays of electricity began to glimpse the patch and the crackling lines in the sky.

A charged sky, a cloud sea illuminated by the light descending from it.

Sabitoga often turned her thoughts around, then slowly turned her attention to Hangulin, who remained nodding on the ground, and opened her mouth.

"Is this still the bottom of the land? It is not the sky that is overhead. It's just a dirt ceiling."

"... you guys are still smart. They're all hallucinations, but I hope they got lost in the other world."

Hanglin easily solved the desperate pose and sat with her back stretched over the dirt.

When you breathe heavily, you point overhead in a slow (kanman) motion as you look back at the surrounding faces.

"Gas is accumulating. Odorless gas that is lighter than air and does no harm to the human body. It's the same bubble that was spraying out of the puddle at the bottom of the hole. They are the 'electricity' in the air... the concept of heretical scholarship that is said to be the smallest unit of thunder or a form of magic particle... but it is my view of that pseudo-sky that absorbs, traps and emits it."

"The light of 'electricity'......"

"It's my hypothesis that certain gases occupy the top edge of the space, so that other gases can be pushed down slightly below it. That would also justify the clouds that are a mass of water (suki) staying (mostly) beneath our feet.

Most of all, I am an explorer and not a scholar. If the experts on that path ask, it's probably a hypothesis of a spray thing. "

"Details are fine. Anyway, this is definitely the basement, and you can be sure we didn't all of a sudden get flown to the top of this mountain."

Straw slaps himself in the face and shakes his head when he busts. Hanglin continued her words as she stood up and walked out to the cloud sea as far as she could see.

"A huge underground space, so much so that it extends to the island of the Devil, or even beneath the stopping sea around it." Underground World ". That's who the oldest secret is.

Beneath this cloud sea, there is enough moisture to create clouds and a natural environment. So the heart of the Devil's Island, the enormous hole bottom, was just the gateway to this world. "

You're disappointed, aren't you?

Yes, the rustlers silently extinguished the fire of the pine lights and followed him to Hanglin, who drew the edge of his mouth.