A small basin surrounded by mountains in the northwestern part of Wangdu.
I parked the old lady (Old Lady) at the entrance to the village watching the sunset as I slowly leaned towards the western ridge.
Today's business is to exorcise the warcraft from the streets. It was small and not strong, but it was numerous, and it hung near sunset.
"Thank you. Sorry for the rush."
As he descended from the cockpit of the old lady (Old Lady) on one knee, he was called by the village chief who was picking him up.
Today is the summer festival in this village. But there was a small warcraft in the street, and a mobile florist was stopped in front of him.
By the way, the "florist" is about the whorehouse, and you can say it's the main product.
"No, I'm glad I made it. A festival because of it. Without flowers, everyone would be disappointed."
I'll bow my head back, come on belly-up old man. Passing behind it, a luggage truck with a number of corpses of small warcraft resembling dogs.
The fur seems pretty good, so I guess I'm going to peel it off.
(If you're a knight, you can afford a lot of them, but you're tough as a human being)
I fought today, a big dog with gold and silver demon eyes (heterochromia). Compare it to the people in the village who collected the bodies.
Even if you stand up to them in a group with a spear, the limit would be to deal with one or two.
(Well, I think I'll be fine for a while)
Not only the streets, but the surrounding mountains searched thoroughly. So, of course, it should be safe to go out into the field if the forest doesn't go in as far back as possible.
"I'm ready for a bath. Be sure to check out the Summer Festival after you've been sweated"
Me sneering. After seeing the festival today, stay at the village chief's house.
This is why I worked so hard on the day trip.
"Okay, hurry up"
Be guided and rent a bath. After that, take a break until the sun goes down. Wake yourself up with the sound of a drum that tells the beginning and head with the village chief to the village square.
"Do you separate men and women?"
See how the venue goes, and I say it sounds interesting.
Arranged to divide the center of the square, a number of indulgences. From me, to the right. The men of the village, to the left. The women of the village are gathered.
In the center of each area was built a small "Yagura", where the drums were beaten.
"The florists are dancing and walking around the walls."
To the words of the village chief, I turn my gaze.
There are women in the men's area and about eight men in the women's area, each dancing like a bonsai.
(That's a pro. brilliant stuff)
Nervous tricks up to your fingertips are so much to look at unexpectedly. It would be a gift of daily practice.
The flowers around the events in the Golem carriage are selling spring there and performing songs and dancing, he said.
"My wife will divide the other side, so Master Tauro will come with me"
Me approaching the women who are urged by the village chief to dance in circles.
Called by 'Dear' from the top of the village because he is a pilot. It still looks familiar, but you won't have a choice.
Receive the behaved liquor and watch the dance with a little lick.
(Will you take it off one by one?)
Dancers loosen their costumes as they dance, dropping to the ground and gradually wearing thin clothes.
Each time, he cheers from around him, and wild lines fly to show him more.
"Whoa."
I spoke out because I pulled the last one out of my legs and threw it behind my back.
Round underwear flying through space. It's like a wedding bouquet. Besides, the men in the village jump at each other.
(I'm sure that's the one, in order)
As many dancers as a piece of cloth dances through the universe, the men in their hands remain in momentum, embracing and protruding from behind.
Some of them grabbed each other at the same time, where the two young men were pulling each other all torn.
"You're going for a minute"
The village chief who came forward ruled and confirmed the winner. If you're chosen, stick your right fist up.
"The first is said to be more fortunate than the later. That's what makes us all so serious."
I think of something else, even as I listen to the old man with the stomach back next door.
(The ground is down there, so you can't just lie there)
Everyone is grabbing their asses from behind and shaking them violently as they stand. Some dancers are caught and endured by the pillars of the jaws, but no one lays their knees on the ground.
Steady, solid soil with sand and pebbles. At least it wouldn't be possible if it wasn't for the lawn.
(Thus the lower body of the dancers is forged, which leads to improved quality of dance and play)
What a good cycle. I'll learn one more thing and I'll be smart.
By the way, the word seemed to have leaked, and the village chief gave me a supplement.
"We have a place to sleep over there"
If you follow the stretched hand and look the other way with the rows of barbed fire, it's a pile of straw there.
I had already started a few people and had winded up the stems in a grand way.
(But sixteen dancers alone? addition of staff, there are about twenty)
A good number of people. It will cost a lot too.
(Though once a year, I wonder if it's quite a burden for the village)
Because of this, I ask, the belly-up old man waves his hand left and right in front of his face.
"That's right, it's not that expensive."
To me, the village chief whispered and explained the business model. The content was enough to surprise me.
(What is information-gathering?)
The business behind the mobile florist is gathering information on the way out. We see things with our own eyes and hear from the locals in pillow talks.
That's how they offer it to the individual or multiple sponsors behind it.
"The kitchen situation in the village does not allow a satisfactory number of flowers to be aligned. But with this background, it's cheaper, and we can do it every year."
Wouldn't we get more from behind than we pay for ourselves? So close, the village chief laughing calmly.
(um, no, but)
I think 'I see'. But at the same time, I get the feeling, "Is it okay to do that?"
When asked overlapping that part, the village chief shrugged his shoulders and turned his palms upwards.
"There is no information in this village that would be relevant to the survival of the country. And beyond that, you wouldn't expect that."
What we're collecting is living and fashionable objects. Or, it seems, how crops have been made this year, etc.
"Kingdom, lord, and other nations. Various forces are trying to grasp the reality '
The village chief seems to think so.
Is it like marketing, or census? With that in mind, I also see the importance of authentic information-gathering activities.
(Crops on pop. Ah. Maybe the Merchant Alliance is doing it too)
A small old man resembling his boss, Goblin, and Whitebearded Santa Claus. Me thinking of you two.
Seems adequate. No, I would definitely be implementing it.
"The world is doing great."
To my words, which were exhaled with a loud breath, the village chief quietly gave his consent.
Then you have a meaningful grin, belly-up old man. If you wonder what it is, "The Alliance Knight pilot will be targeted as a source."
"We have a selection of dancers, and I'm sure Ace will come.... Here."
When prompted by his eyes and turned to his gaze, he walked down from the shadow to see a woman in her late twenties. Why the village chief knows, because he is the most important being in the village.
By the way, the village chief says he is circulating convenient information to such an extent that he is not lying.
"That's how they must have weaved in."
The greatest belly-up old man in the village laughing without giving in and shrugging his shoulders again.
(Even in a village like this in the back of the mountain, there's an intelligence war going on. Ah)
I don't like the difficulty. I'm just one pilot fighting the Warcraft, and I think it was really good.
And I change my mind, and I turn to her.
(Neither information nor ACE matters. I just do what I want)
I was invited by Ace, so I walked out to the village chief.
We're headed for Straw Mountain. Because of this, I want to experience the feeling of not being a mat.
"Hey, brother"
"Eat!"
Pushing me down from the front, I care what it feels like to get a stinging sting, yet take the down all at once with my groin rush and uppercut.
Turning her upside down without giving her a break, she plunges her face into our mountain, and from behind she stabs and stretches.
And I stretched out my body, my hands and legs floating in the universe, screaming.
"Aerial swimming!
And dolphin kick like a swimmer.
A good friend, the Kingdoms Knights craftsmanship macho. It's one of the moves Cornell has devised for me.
"There's more!
I lose balance and fall in, but I grab my ass right back in position and try again. The surrounding area is a pile of straw so it rubs slightly but it doesn't hurt.
This mountain was just right for the practice of a special attack that is not yet available.
"Aerial swimming!
Me with my voice up again, my legs aligned and my body shaking hard up and down. Ace sprays the tide as many dolphins every time he kicks, as he remains struck into the steeple with his demonic eye.
Soon there was a crowd of men around them who had finished the first battle and replaced them, sending their compliments to me.
"You all go ahead."
Satisfied that I sprayed the tide myself, I let go of my body and pointed behind my back with my palm.
There's one good shaped woman's ass, protruding out of a pile of straw.
After the men looked at each other, the handsome young man took control of the others and flew away.
"Aerial swimming!
What moves did you use and what you just showed off.
Unfortunately, it's better than me. He probably has excellent physical abilities, including a sense of balance.
And the woman was unconscious, there was no response by voice. Just like earlier, it only sprays the tide silently.
(Beyond the burning fire, sounds exciting too)
What you hear is your aunts screaming like beasts. I guess you're dealing with the men's dancers, eating them.
I was delighted to experience the Summer Festival, while watching the flames with my eyes narrowed.
The world tree is a must for this world.
Because the magic that circulates on a global scale radiates through the world tree to the surface world.
Radiated magic diffuses into the sky. After absorbing various attributes, it descends onto the surface and water.
Then they sink deep into the earth, and after distracting years, they radiate from the world tree as pure magic again.
"Imperial Knights, set fire not only to the elves but also to the world trees"
For that reason, this newspaper, which ran around the world, had been received with shock by the nations.
"Worst of all, the world could perish."
What I mouthed with a pale expression was a romance grey gentleman whose hair was tightly stiffened with oil. He is the Dean of the College of Royal School of Magic.
This is a meeting room in the royal castle in Wangdu. I have the king in my seat, on the table of your previous meeting.
As an expert on magic, the Prime Minister asked me what my view would be if the world tree was lost.
"We should work with countries and rush to extinguish the fire"
That's what I continued, but the Chancellor frowned and turned his head to the left and right. Next, return the answer with a sinking voice.
"The Empire seems willing to ash the world tree as it is. They won't allow me to put my hands on it."
Dean of the College, who loses his words and sits powerless in his seat. The voice rises from the other seats instead.
"What impotence. There's no way we can retaliate for how many northern cities have been burned."
I guess the voices have no power because they feel more fear of the end than anger.
It is the difference in degree, as is the cohesive atmosphere of the attendees. What appears to be the same as usual is the guild length of the Merchant Alliance.
I don't know the details, but I don't think it's going to be that important.
What appears in the brain of a small old man who resembles a goblin is the figure of a pilot belonging to his own guild.
All of a sudden, he said he wanted to borrow the old lady (the Old Lady) and sent her out with his permission, and the next day he returned it.
(Tauro said it worked. I'm sure you'll be fine.)
The guild leader himself is convinced of that, but it does not reassure the attendees of your meeting. So I don't say anything, I sit quietly.
It was the Knights Commander of the Knights of the Kingdom who put his thick arms together and opened his mouth.
"The magic that keeps you from going out and accumulating inside. Sooner or later, a lady named Continent could shake her spine and drain it all at once."
With a serious look, the magnificent man with the Kaisel beard who drives the Golden Knight carries on the words.
"Will it continue to erupt as a volcanic eruption, causing a calamity that swallows its surroundings"
The dean of the academy, knowing his preferences, only gave a big face to the expression.
Meanwhile, this is the eastern country.
In the conference room of the Cathedral, which can be found in the centre of the city of Bishops, as in the Kingdom, discussions were held by senior officials.
"As it is, the world is going to be in trouble. Get in touch with the nations and ask the Empire to put out the fire as soon as possible."
"I would like to send my use to the Kingdom. May I, Archbishop?"
The bishops are in the same hurry as the kingdom, but the difference is the archbishop. With a calm expression, I tell everyone to calm down.
"The Almighty God delivers. The world will not perish. If so, it is the result of what God Himself wanted"
A well-fattened middle-aged man looked like 'I said a good thing', but no one nodded.
The young female bishop with a long tongue chops and bites a deep longitudinal wrinkle at the root of her brow.
"God is' helping those who help themselves'. There can be no salvation for those who do not try to move but seek."
In response to those present who agree, the Archbishop leans heavily on his neck buried in meat. Because such wording is not in the Word of God.
But now, I'm not going to point it out.
"Well, wait. It would be the Elves who claimed in the first place that 'the world tree is an absolute necessity for the world'. Can I take it exactly as it's denominated?
And what went on was that because the Spirit Forest was occupied, there was no means to verify whether it was true or false. The best thing to gain from the claims of the Elves is that they are the Elves.
"Don't believe it from your head. First of all, calmly, and rationally."
It will be thanks to the Archbishop's achievements and personality. As the explanation progresses, so do the feelings of the bishops more calmly than initially.
But what comes to mind in the Archbishop is irony.
"Believe me, we're saying the same thing about the unverifiable."
'There is a God,' but all I can show is lying circumstantial evidence full of holes. When questioning other religions, this is the hardest part.
One who has a specialized discipline to counter and is said to be a celebrity himself. But from the Archbishop's sensibility, it's a word for 'barren'.
"As pure and enthusiastic as it is below. The more I go, the more I become an unbeliever."
Or you have to be an unbeliever.
These are the words that once came out when I personally spoke with the other top when I had a doctrinal argument with other religions.
It was the other person who said it, but I agreed from the bottom of my heart.
(If you can be passionate about one thing without waving aside, how easy and fulfilling it is)
But if you put yourself in the operator's shoes, you can't imitate them by blocking your ears and denying them from your head.
Unlike the faithful, I have to negotiate with others who have other values and make compromises where they have a mutual interest.
"Well, let's start by gathering information and see how it goes. If people are anxious, tell them to trust in God and calm their hearts."
Conclude in the meantime and move the agenda forward to the next.
He was a fat middle-aged archbishop who cut up the religious organizations that had become national in solitude.