Make it northern Ost continent, north side of the empire. Until recently, there existed a paradise for the Warcraft called the "Forest of the Spirit".
Various types of warcraft were able to live in many places because of the existence of the "World Tree" in the center.
"In the Terrestrial World, Just One Magic Callout"
This is the role of the giant tree, which is a thousand meters high and the diameter of the circle drawn by the stretched branch tip is as high as four thousand meters.
The magic that releases to the sky and spreads to the whole world. Then slowly descend into the earth and the sea and return to the ground to circulate. But it's not even enough, and the magic concentration around the world tree is high.
The grass that grew it as a grace made the forest of the Spirit and supported the bottom of the food chain.
"But it's also a story of the past"
Reasons are: Elves and people. More precisely, because he was involved in a dispute with the largest and most powerful nation of the human race, the Empire, in the Ost continent.
The trigger would be that the Elves, who lay inside the Spirit Forest, burned down a city in the Empire.
"Must be Empire City next"
Terrified upper levels of the Empire fight back, citing their total strength. The world trees that were used as weapons set fire to the elves.
As a result, the world's largest giant tree collapsed after burning for months, and the Elves lost their country.
And the stage is the Mediterranean part of the world tree that remained on fire. Move to a large uro, in the deepest position.
Walls, floors, ceilings. A space filled with all the elusive magic formations and filled with those emitting light.
In the center, there was a golem of a human form that sat like an agara, about seventeen meters tall.
(... Conomamadeha, Izure Magic Ga exhaust kill)
The elegant armor is a testament to being the exclusive horseman of the Elf royalty. However, there is a large laceration in the chest armor, supposedly according to the sword, and the cockpit inside is visible from the outside.
Now the voiceless voiceless voiceless is the figure who puts himself in the cockpit. But its appearance, though not very much, does not seem to belong to the living.
To be clear, it was' zombie '.
(How many hands beat Taneva)
This zombie was a "bloodless revolution" hundreds of years ago, buried alive and lost his life, prince of the Elf royalty.
It was the sheer amount of magic and hatred in his native possession that was turning him into a lifeless activist.
"Taking lives." to continue his own activities. "
But there is no clear consciousness like in life, and these are the only two things that remain as desires.
"Ride the Knight, Attack the Elves, Eat the Head of the Gathering of Magic"
He came according to the principles of conduct of the dead, jealous of the raw, but stopped by his single-edged sword, the armored martial artist of the old samurai, who is the chief of the Imperial Knights.
The landscape we saw after regenerating over half a day was a sea of fire on one side.
(Death Nitakunai)
Translate it and you'll want to 'continue to exist'.
This is where the High Elves activated The Enforcer of Judgment with Five Colored Spears and Arrows. Right under the uro with it.
"Body of Spirit Cannon"
It would be a place that could also be described as a machine room.
The former prince, who dug up his memories during the crisis, conveyed a working passage known only to the royal family, and the knights fled to the scene.
The roots of the world tree are still sucking up some magic, moisturizing their decaying bodies.
However, while the amount decreased over time, it was assumed that it would be zero without setting aside.
(... Me (Servant) Li, Episode Mesa Serca)
Instinct gives measures, and a dying prince decides to execute.
It's called "Magic and Zombie the Skeleton that wants to live." If you become similar to yourself, you will start attacking the living without instruction.
"Half of the magic gained is the share of parents"
If you tie it up with a contract, you should get a dividend just sitting around, although you have a magic investment in the early days.
It's just that you poured everything out and just made the hell out of it, and you end up the moment I'm lost.
(Small Warcraft Dana)
First, a few of those.
Fortunately, this place is in the roots of the world tree. It would also be possible to find and undead corpses that stick to raw if they were conscious of the shallow roots.
(Hazard c, dispersed saceteocvekida)
Crackable things like eggs should not be put together in a single cage. He was a zombie who nodded contentedly at his thoughts.
The scenery flies all the way to the southeast and lands at Wangdu's school.
On the exterior walls of the school building, a large draping screen was put out to be seen from outside the premises as well.
"Congratulations to the Women's Hanadami Wangdu Games for breaking through Game One!
What it says is this.
Finally, it began, the main battle of the King's Capital Games in Hanado. Until recently, the women's ministry, where Mr. Cool was coach, managed to win even by bringing the mighty opponent to the battle of generals.
Inside the school, a little festivity. Let's just say it's a remarkable illustration of how popular sports women's flower paths are.
"The battle against the beans was amazing."
Classes are over, time to work or drop out. In the classroom, the girls were standing up.
"No matter how many times I get sucked into my chest or groin, I'm gonna pull it off and fight back. If I were you, I'd be on my way, 'Whatever it takes'."
The act of thoroughly blaming the three beans in both breasts and groin, with their mouths and tongues. The other school named it "Bean Sangami" and used it as a powerful weapon.
"It's enough to make you keep your mouth shut and raise your voice, so our finger moves feel better than that."
"I want you to touch me. Wow."
Cai Cai and the shaggy girls. The narrative is hot, just because the Lower Horse Review didn't think you could win.
But there, the opinion flies to hang the water.
"This time, he said, he just poked at the other school's void. I don't think we can win anymore because they're gonna take care of it next time."
The words of a boy student who came from the side to join on his own, even though this was not even called.
Official matches can be watched by anyone as long as they are in the venue. It is also possible to get seats in the front row if you line up all night like him.
By the way, the seat you got is on the side of the opposing school.
"I support my enemies, I look good"
Because of the mysterious value of it, we mostly sit opposite each other in any game.
"What's that, from the top?"
Another girl says to the girl who made an uncomfortable look.
"This guy says something great about everything, but it's always just his mouth."
Nana. And the girls students laughing like fools. Boys students turn it into a bad laugh after creating a disgruntled look.
"Kura eh! Bean Sangami"
Squeeze in suddenly, say it out loud and at the same time turn your skirt up to the umbilical (navel) and stick your head in even further.
Female students who are in the front and targeted can't stop moving by holding their heads from the top of their skirts. The male student's nose tip reached the bean over his underwear and was moved to twitch.
"You idiot!
Another female student immediately turns behind the male student and releases a strong kick into the groin of the impotent.
"Kuha!
A male student who leaves the feeling of an egg crumbling onto the back of her shoe and slams it from face to floor.
The girls surrounding the stuffing boy think about processing.
"What are you thinking? Am I mistaken? This guy."
This world where the whorehouse is a social place for gentlemen and ladies and the flowers sold bloom in a high ridge that everyone envies. That's not why it's okay to hit a girl student in school.
He was recently in a shop that became a 'whorehouse school', so he acted with the same feeling.
"The number of visits was one and I just started working part-time to earn my second cost"
Since the consideration of labor is half a month away, there will be aspects of the build-up of troubles that could not be contained.
"What are we going to do? This."
But that has nothing to do with the girls. Looking down with a cold gaze, I flank him with my toes.
"Why don't you just throw it away in front of the men's flower garden? Looks like he's in trouble because he's underrepresented."
Girls students nodding at each other for a good idea and dragging them outside the school building with both legs.
Even in floral sports, both men and women are not always popular. The flower path didn't leak into that example either, and the boys didn't get much attention.
In smaller schools, there are some places where there is no boys' section.
"I'm sorry. Wanted to join, I brought you here."
"Seems like you have plenty of energy and excess, so please do it with plenty of moisture"
"He seems to be good at his mouth."
It was the captain, the upper class, who came out called. He's partitioning everything because the coach is on extended leave.
"I'm not happy about that. I'll take care of it."
To thank you, I made a ring with my fingers to them, and let them go up and down hard in the air and wink. Imagining the smudges the boys received, the girls cheered yellow.
"Excuse me. Ah."
Girls leaving, laughing like screams from time to time. The captain turns his gaze toward the boy student at his feet.
"... are you good at your mouth"
Put your hand on your own jaw and then move it to cheek. It's a respectable, shaved mark of a beard imitation of a blue-coach.
The tone of the present day and the trick of making a ring with your fingers is also conscious.
"Let's give it a try."
Captain of the men's flower lane department grabbing both ankles of the still hazy boy and dragging him inside the dojo. The blue spats' groin had already begun to swell.
The western sky, with red clouds floating, promises us sunshine tomorrow.
Beneath it, a city surrounded by high walls draws a long shadow of darkness.
(Today, you made it home before the sun went down)
Old Lady, Class B Knight owned by the Merchant Alliance. I walk her into the shadows and wait for the gates to open in front of the East Gate of the Wangdu.
(But I didn't know there was a nest that close. Glad they found you)
Today and today, we encourage the extermination of warcraft in the streets.
It's a kingdom. It's an empire, but it's a realm of warcraft, except for the city and the streets. No matter how much you defeat or repel, you will never stop coming.
By the way, "nest" belongs to an ant-type warcraft that attacked a caravan carrying sugar to the king's capital yesterday. "Maybe," I thought, stepping into the woods, and I discovered one. As a result of continued tracking, we arrived.
(If I was late, I might have been swallowed up about the village)
I tend to forget when I'm in Wang Capital, but it's not uncommon for a settlement to disappear from the map.
(That's all I did thoroughly, so I'll be fine for a while)
Good thing I don't have eyes, I filled the E-rank magic force one above the F. I knocked arrows of light (magic missiles) into the ground over and over again.
Materials from Warcraft, called drops. Such things have come unnecessarily and deeply digging back into the ground, so there should be no survival, including the Queen.
"I'm back now"
Just inside the East Gate, the Knight Hangar of the Kingdom Merchant Guild. Once the old lady (Old Lady) is in there, take the wooden ladder to the floor.
Speak up to your work partner, the herbivore mechanic.
"By the way, haven't you had a complaint about yesterday?
When I finished reporting on my work today, I was terrified.
When removing the Ant Warcraft, which had stuck its head in the load, there was accusation, because it caught its gaze.
(Says you'd be quick if you took it by hand, but come on, it hurts if they bite you)
Because the magic manipulation was too expensive to share the pain with the knight, he smashed his head with one cane at a time (rifle) gun bed before removing it.
"I lost a load I didn't have to lose because of the merchant guild knight's untrammelling"
I was worried that there would be such a complaint.
"Something happened, but it wasn't a problem."
A thin young man with a line who answers with a cool face while turning his writing equipment as he twirls with his fingertips.
Anything. An old man with a fat stomach came in the morning yelling at merchant guild headquarters as he raised hot air from his head.
He said his blood pressure remained high even when the called herbivore arrived from the hangar.
He said he was the owner of the caravan and had arrived in Wangdu first.
He said he was ahead in a speeding small golem carriage and was in the process of doing business.
He is the owner who cursed us in the misfortune of being attacked by a warcraft and thanked God for not destroying us, but he heard the situation from his servants and was angry.
He took your witness and claimed the untruthlessness of the old lady (Old Lady).
"Deputy guild chief and myself. In addition, merchants who were part of the Alliance detected the offer."
In the words of a herbivore mechanic, Santa Claus with a long white beard comes to mind.
"The conclusion I came to is, 'No hands down, I did my best'. So don't worry."
Time between launching a distress signal and exorcising a bunch of rushing little warcraft. Considering that, he said, 'It can't be any more'.
Usually, they say it's a "if life helps, you can make money" situation.
(Though ants have fast legs like humans, and they have strength)
Even though it is small, it is about the size of a large dog.
"Disconnect the golem horse from the luggage car and see if some people on their backs can get away with it"
I guess that's how it feels.
The last part of the effort was, 'Leave it to the experts. Amateurs don't make a mess of it,' he said, rising from the merchants.
"Tauro's, that's the result of the pile so far. Of course."
A herbivore mechanic who stretches his chest and continues to be good at it.
"No knight can exorcise a warcraft as handily as he goes to any country"
Thankfully, that's what they say about me and the old lady.
Because of this, he also seemed to perceive the beating with a cane (rifle) and twitching it out as' there was just a reason to do so '.
A leading merchant's head class held his mouth together, so reluctantly, the sugar merchant withdrew.
"... if it changes, it will change."
When the herbivore exhaled loudly, he uttered words in a voice that looked emotional.
"They used to say," It's useless. "
When my predecessor was a pilot, he said he was often so cursed.
"The Warcraft opponent destroys the Old Lady and rarely goes to collect her."
Old lady (Old Lady) falls into a small category, except for Class C. However, she is still 17 meters tall.
If you're going to pull it off, you're going to need a luggage truck with multiple large golem horses.
"The work will be done in the streets, so it will get in the way of traffic. So from the merchants' and adventurers' stands on the streets, they threw words."
It would feel like a carrier car, carrying more than one car. If I crush the lane with that and work long enough, I can't help but sound like that.
"Something hit me once, a medium-sized warcraft. That's when I got here."
I can't help but listen.
Despite all the problems with the previous pilot, the old lady (Old Lady) is a Class B knight. Regardless of the struggle with the medium-sized Warcraft, you cannot be rendered incapacitated.
"No matter how much I ask, I'm not telling you what knocked me down. I know you really wanted to blame the right Big Warcraft, but when you do that, you'll officially report it to the state."
Repeating sighs, says the herbivore mechanic.
If you do say 'hit by heavy horseback riding (Heavy Lancer)' in the vicinity of people, it will be a fuss. When a lie is made, it is the pilot who will be held accountable.
"But I'm a pro here, too, so you know what I mean. Now I'm telling you, that's definitely Swamp Pork. And one head."
Swamp Pork (Swampbore) is a medium-sized warcraft that lives in low wetlands, twitches back the ground, and eats trees and grass roots.
I've dealt with them before, but honestly, I don't have the power to do B-grade on my own.
"What happened?
When I lean my neck and ask, I shrug my shoulders, grass-fed mechanic.
"I asked a few times and it went off backwards on the way and exploded. It was a really bad time."
A narrow young man with a voice like an old man, staring at the distance.
I felt sympathy for the way it was and the fulfillment that helped to 'turn it into memories'.