Hitsugi no Maou

The ground underfoot becomes a loose slope and continues beneath the Cloud Sea.

Sabitoga threw the gummy fruit collected in the cave into her mouth and self-diagnosed her ears with a chewing sound (shaku).

Places where clouds exist are inherently different from flat ground pressures of air. Even though the actual situation is underground, it was necessary to suspect physical abnormalities such as alpine disease.

Turn your arms and breathe deeply and repeatedly while making sure your ears are through. To Sabitoga, who makes sure her heart and lungs are in good shape, a girl looks strange and says, "Are you having fun?" He came to me.

Not that I am, but I answered "yeah" in a raw reply to say if everyone's anxiety would soften. What a girl begins to imitate (mama) Sabitoga for nothing, which also infects Ledge.

Straw was lost, but he was about to raise his arm, and Ledger Shin! and sneezed. He held his shoulder and said, "Isn't it kind of cold? I can respond to him as the leading hanglin steps into the clouds.

"Water is not a cloud unless it is somewhat cold. It's only natural to be cold when you're in the clouds."

"I learned in school that it's warm in the dirt. In the depths of the earth there is a black fire called 'Heart of the Stars', so deep pits are steaming and hot all year round."

"That's the kind of theory you have. But it's easier to understand this underground space as a single, independent environment than to think of it as a star on Earth."

Hanglin, already submerged in the clouds all the way to his belly, keeps turning only his voice to the ledge that twists his neck.

"There is water, air, light, plants and animals in a vast enclosed space. Naturally, then, they create cycles of nature just as they do on the ground. Rain cloud generation for air travel, building food chains. Even if it's not the same nature as the terrestrial world, it has its own laws here."

"In other words, this place is a world isolated from the outside world and operates under different rules from the ground..."

Sabitoga, who told him to twinkle, let his eyes twinkle a few times as he twinkled the clouds.

I have marched in mountainous areas several times during my military years and walked in the clouds, but the clouds that are now touching my body were more watery than any I have experienced in the past. I feel cold and my nose and throat (throat) get wet. Not uncomfortable, but I had a dangerous feeling I was smoking for some time.

Little by little, the water builds up in my lungs. It feels like you're drowning a little bit.

Sabitoga keeps carefully creeping clouds in her white, cloudy (garlic) vision while holding down the ceramic (brooch) chin bones. The ground covered in grass was comparatively clear, but almost equal to the fog above people's heads.

Keep going down the hill, checking on your buddies.

When the white that eventually filled my vision faded, fu, something familiar touched my face.

It's the wind. I haven't really touched the wind in days since I stepped into the windless island of demons.

Wind that never rises above ground, blowing through only underground spaces.

Before Sabitoga, who accidentally removed his finger from his chin bone, a cloud pressed by the wind looms without sound.

Clouds passing through your body one after the other, behind your back, leaving overhead.

At the end of the shoe (knob), which was only stopped, it was slightly, and the light struck again.

The white light filtered into the cloud sea descends upon the rustlers with great softness.

Through the clouds. I got to the lower realm.

Sabitoga breathed in the view spreading in front of her as she brought out her shoes (snacks) again.

"One independent environment, or…"

Beneath his eyes, he could see the long grass hills and the plains that spread beyond them, as well as the rocks.

Even the greens of the grass, the colours of the trees and the colours of the flowers are there.

The landscape, with its thick clouds in the sky, is not denied by the underground space surrounded by soil that many imagine.

Spread beneath the earth, the second surface.

Heterogeneous light and naturally dominated - "different worlds" where Hangulin is a bruised concept.

That was the area to be called.