In a Different World with a Smartphone

I passed on the information I heard from Ende to Lerisha, the guild master, and she moved quickly.

He contacted the Alliance Master in charge of the Federation of Roadmea and managed to work to see the Governor General of Roadmea, Volk Razir.

It was honestly helpful that the Governor-General of the whole state was to meet me soon to see if the offer from the king, albeit a small country, and the names of the countries lining up as allies worked.

Upon receiving that communication from the Alliance, I immediately joined King Belfast and Emperor Leggles, who had heard the circumstances, as representatives of the "East-West Alliance", in boarding the Road Mere with the escorts….

"What do you mean you don't evacuate!? Things like when you were in Euron could happen again!?

"No, it doesn't mean we won't evacuate. We want to judge the situation correctly and then announce it as a country."

In the front of me sitting in the reception room, one man sat in the same way.

The hair of chestnut hair with a habit, the eyes that tend to drip, the physique is disappointing, and the beard is stretched from the mistletoe to the jaw.

This is another pair of high-looking trousers and shoes on a jacket with a high-looking design.

This man is Volk Razir. He is the governor of the state here in Central State and the leader of this country known as the governor of all states.

This man, who was elected by the governors of the seven states, was quite confident, and he was not particularly surprised to hear of Fraise's arrival.

"Where did you get that information in the first place?

"I can't tell you the details, but I had a collaborator. From that person…"

"Collaborators, are you? Can you trust that person? With all due respect, don't you have a problem swallowing it as it is?

Surely Ende is an unidentified guy. But he's actually hostile to Frase. Enemy enemies are allies, what a simple diagram, but not "so far" enemies...... haz.

"Honestly, opinions are divided among the other state governors. Those who should be evacuated immediately, those who do not need to do so, those who should not crusade with our hands… varied. You can't make a decision right away."

What's so long? We just need to evacuate while we're doing that. The lives of the people are at stake. When I was upset inside, Emperor Leggles pinched my mouth.

"The governor of the state now said he would crusade, but what did you say after you learned the power of Fraise?

"A crystal demon named Frase has also appeared in our country. From your information on the battle at Euron, we have some measures in mind. It's not like there's no way to fight it."

No, you heard the rumor that Frase had appeared on Roadmare, too. You've been thinking about countermeasures since then? But how to counter the Frays......? What are you gonna do?

"Right. Let's actually have a look. That's faster."

With a faint laugh, the Governor took us outside the royal palace. Roadmere's architectural style is close to that of St. Petersburg, Russia, which incorporates the Baroque style. Just as Piotr I brought in European culture, Roadmea also seems to have developed its own incorporation of other cultures.

We were led by the Governor-General of the state and Roadmere guards into a square that stretched behind its royal palace. And the thing that stood there. Look at that. I lose my word. [M] It was there because it was something familiar.

"Wood golem......"

There was a golem of trees, twice the size of a frame gear, there. Too big for a normal golem. This is the same improved species that the Rivets were manipulating in that great sea of trees.

The difference is, is it mounted somewhere with thick armor plates like armor on its exterior? It's like an armored warrior.

"Why is there a wood golem here!? Isn't it dangerous!

"Rest assured. That golem is completely dominated. Except for our orders. There's nothing violent about it."

His Majesty the Emperor's escort, Mr. Gaspar, the Knights Commander, absurds his voice, but beats Golem's foot petite, just as the Governor is nothing.

His Majesty King Belfast also looks up at the armed golem and frowns.

"But this size... The wood golem shouldn't be 10 meters by nature. How could this be..."

"I'm a giant beast. Using a special poison, it's a varietal improved one. It's a successful technology for the Rivets of the Great Tree Sea."

"Hmm. That's His Majesty King Brunhild, famous for rumors. Did you know"

I answered His Majesty's question, and there was someone calling me from behind.

Turning around, a little fat man stood forty short steps ahead. She is wearing a white coat and fixing the position of the glasses on her nerves.

My hair is supposed to be pretty lonely, but I have a fuzzy smile on my greasy face like confidence.

"... Governor, this one?

"Oh, this is Dr. Edgar Bowman, my young genius Bachelor of Arts in Roadmare. I'm the biological parent of this wood-golem."

Young? I don't care what you think. Bald scattered Osama......

"Excuse me, how old is Dr. Bowman?

"Is that me? It's 24 this year, but that's it?

24!? Saba!? I'm old! Er......

Looking next door, the king and emperor, both His Majesty, seemed to have the same sentiment as I had. Right!

"This guy's base is certainly based on the Rivets' improved wood golem seeds. To that species obtained on the Dark Route, with the knowledge I possess, I have made further improvements and finally finished the work. Armored plates used misrills, especially with the magic resistance of fire attributes. During the growth process, we merged the" collar of slavery "to make sure that we obeyed orders completely. The nucleus, which is a weakness, is covered by multiple strong shells, and of course it has the ability to regenerate. Besides it can be mass-produced at low cost, dozens of armed golems have already been completed. Even when it comes to Frase, there won't be a single one in this golem army of mine. Do you have any questions?

Dr. Magicians like Perapella and Bowman proudly speak of the Golem. Talk a lot...... Why does this race stand up so fast when explaining what it knows?

But is it still the one the Rivets used? I don't know what route it flowed on, but it left me something nasty.

Weirdly powerful, you're more likely to be in stupid behavior. I don't really think I can stand around with Fraze, no matter how much we improve.

Even the lower species might manage to deal with it. But it would be tough if it was an intermediate species. Something manta releases, something like a laser doesn't work with this guy.

"By Doctor of Magic Engineering, do you specialize in Demonic Props Artifacts research?

"I don't know. We study the legacy of ancient Parteno. I'm now studying Deborah Elks' leftover magic book. This production of the Golem is also being used."

"Deborah Elks..."

Jazz, an ancient civilizational magician who created the "Ringing Needle of Dominance" during the Dragon King uproar? Although Dr. Babylon told me to borrow shit. Apparently this Bowman youth made this guy based on the magic book that Dr. Elks left behind.

"I wonder if the giant soldier owned by His Majesty the King is also Deborah Elks' work. That such a piece can't be made without a genius like her..."

"Oh, that's different. Frame gear is by Dr. Regina Babylon."

"Dr. Babylon......? Never heard of it... but who is it in any of the books?

"Uh...... It's a secret."

Bowman turns a disgruntled glance at me. [M] Apparently, you're so intoxicated by Deborah Elks.

"But the Governor. I wonder if this armed golem will prevent the Flaze from coming. We saw with this eye the battle against Frase in Euron. Not that I'm too overconfident."

His Majesty the Emperor's words raise the brow of the Governor General of the entire state. But it was the Bowman, not the Governor, who reacted strongly to the word.

"You won't listen to me. His Majesty the Emperor has gathered copies of our technology. You think this armed golem doesn't extend to the Frase? With all due respect, I didn't know this guy was better than Brunhild's giant soldier..."

"You...!

Mr. Gaspar, the emperor's escort, accidentally puts his hand on the pattern of the sword in words that he made a fool of himself somewhere. It was gently held by His Majesty the Emperor, during which the Governor General of the whole state broke in.

"Mr. Bowman, keep your mouth shut. That's rude. I'm sorry, Your Majesty. But I don't even know what he's saying. But it's not. Is there anything disturbing about this golem?

The words are polite, but the Viceroy's eyes ask for some challenging colors. Speaking of which, you heard one of the reasons why Leggles and Roadmere are not close is because of their independence from Leggles. But that was almost 200 years ago. I wonder if there is anything definite yet.

"Anxiety points, I guess. I didn't save my life until I wondered if I could fight to protect my people."

"Ho. So you think a manipulative Brunhild giant soldier outperforms this armed golem?

That? Something provocative about His Majesty the Emperor, too. Well, I don't know. But I don't.

This Doctor named Bowman apparently has absolute confidence in his armed golem. I have been turning a frustrating glance at His Majesty the Emperor since just now. That attitude towards the monarchs of one country, is this guy stupid?

Conversely, Mr. Gaspar is staring at the fool. That would be unforgivable as a subordinate. Silently, Leggles' escorts and Roadmere guards are staring at each other. That's some nasty vibe. To this because this golem fool doesn't read the air.

You've become a genius in this country because you're a genius.

Honestly, I feel like this golem is a riveting species or a "slavery collar" if I say so. Though that's what makes me say it's my work.

"Winter Night Hall. There's one thing here, shouldn't we show off the power of frame gear?

"... wouldn't that be a hassle?

I give it back to my neighbor King Belfast, who snubbed at me softly, looking at both factions, Roadmea and Leggles, staring quietly at each other in the front.

"If it's a hassle, I'll take it. Then why don't you correct the sweetness of your perception of Frase?

Like it makes sense, like it doesn't. Indeed, "We have this golem. I don't need help," even if they do damage without a proper evacuation.

Do you want me to know that it's useless in such a golem?

"Gate"

A transfer formation opens in the air, from which a gray frame gear, the heavy knight Chevalier, falls.

Zuchin! and sounded the earth, and a heavy knight landed in the square.

Roadmere's face looks out for the sudden appearance of giant soldiers.

"This is the mass-produced frame gear, the heavy knight Chevalier. It's the lowest frame gear in our country in terms of performance, and it's only characterized by its ease of operation."

"This is..."

Everyone at Roadmere looks up at the heavy knight. The armed golem is much bigger in size. I have the impression that Golem's blow is going to blow me away. You felt the same way, and I could tell that the edge of Bowman's mouth caught him. You laughed?

"Let's have a mock fight with this heavy knight and your golem. We also want to know how well that golem performs against Frase. Governor, do you mind?

"Ho. No, I don't mind this one. Bowman, what do you say?

"Interesting. I wonder how much power this frame gear and stuff has. Then let's get it ready."

Bowman smiled confidently as he fixed his glasses, telling the guards something, and walked towards the golem.

It was decided that the simulation would be 10 minutes later, and the Governor is away from us and talking to Bowman in some way.

"Well, we have to get this one ready, too. Mr. Nicolas, can we go?

"Yes, no problem"

Mr. Nicolas, our deputy captain who came with the escort, would never lose. If I thought so, my voice came out of the unexpected.

"Your Majesty. Why don't you leave that role to me?

"Mr. Gaspar?

An Imperial Knight Commander with black armor, a crying child and a silent eye, came forward in front of me.

"I never lag behind a wooden idol like that. With the pride of the Empire, I will make sure you win."

Seeing it, the other Imperial Knights were staring at this one with serious eyes. I'm guessing Bowman's attitude didn't quite set him on his belly.

This way, when I saw His Majesty the Emperor, I was nodding aloud. Well, Mr. Gaspar's level would win enough. Nothing. This fight is not a Brunhild fight. As for the East-West alliance, there's nothing wrong with Mr. Gaspar leaving.

"Okay. Then please. Gear with a spear?

"Yes. So please"

Open the "gate" and transfer the spear for the frame gear from the "hangar".

For once, I will inform Mr. Gaspar of the location of the nucleus of the wood golem and its properties. It might be improved, so you just need to keep it in mind.

Okay, let's get started. I see Mr. Gaspar riding into a heavy knight, and I see Bowman laughing thinly.

Well, how long will that laugh last?