Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"I guess Yut and Val will enjoy it by now"

Needless to say, a grassland species (Magner) with a mouthful of dialogue can turn a swordswallowing gaze from the acorn.

But you can't care less about that. I poured sparkling wine into a glass of iron (crystal iron) with an unfamiliar face and poured it all at once.

From the outside, you can hear the hustle and bustle of the feast constantly.

It's about half a day from the wedding that took place around noon. Nevertheless, it never shows an end.

The bride and groom didn't think they were so admired by the inhabitants because they didn't do anything to get in direct contact with each other, but that never happened.

Taxes are low on the territory, social security is plentiful and security is good. It is also known that every once in a while we go down to the city to shop and eat.

In addition, he is heroic enough for the bard to sing, such that the gods bless him directly.

Such a man is our lord. I'm as proud as I am.

And then, if you're just gonna act like you're just gonna drink rice, make as much noise as you want. Even now, thanks to the streetlights introduced by Yut, there was a voice of gratitude that the feast could continue until late at night.

It's already up - rather than fermented.

"Well, we're waiting in order, so if you don't enjoy yourself, I'm in trouble."

Apart from the hustle and bustle throughout such a city, they had sent out the bride and groom, gathered in an office without a husband.

There are only five people there who have added acorns to their allies who have fought the Book of Nothingness.

So to speak, it's like a second meeting brought together only by a close human being. Whether Ritna cared or preferred more people, she was disappearing somewhere when she realized.

But I can't say it's soothing all the time.

Acorn's eyes stand still in reply to Larsia's provocative remarks. It was unusual and it may have been caused by alcohol consumption.

"Well, whatever, you're emotional. That Yut and Val are finally here..."

Exile exhales a caged breath of alcohol. Jonah looks disgusted sleeping with Arcia's knee on her pillow.

Unaware of it, the Rock Giant (Jarloot) was lost in thought.

If the boy who visited the other world with a hand-fist finally got here, naturally so too. Anyway, when I first metastasized, I really only looked like a helpless person, and I was actually right.

That's why I've had a lot in person, but to be honest, I'm too fragile to live in this world. So much so that I thought I'd be dead in a while. I never thought I'd climb up to the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

Well, I've abandoned my hometown, and I've become a sheik, and I've even had children. Maybe there's a lot to be had in life.

"Being emotional means I am, too. It's like my handy sister went to your wife."

"Aren't you jealous or something?

"No, I don't."

The opposite is suspicious where the immediate answer is given.

Larsia thinks so, but Arsia's expression doesn't work. When this happens, a little or softly doesn't make for an interesting development.

But I didn't have to be discouraged.

"So I'm next?

"That's not what I'm talking about."

The look on Arcia's face doesn't move.

There are just a few thorns in that voice.

Larsia noticed it and set the firewood on fire.

"It's good to hear what Arcia has to say, right? There's going to be a lot of things, like order and timing."

"There's something about it, but when you can actually show it off, the emotions you were convinced of were weirdly stimulated. That's what Arcia has, isn't it?

"No, I don't."

"Really?"

"I won't throw up"

"Never?

"Mr. Acorn, are you drunk?

"Well, I guess I'm next."

"So he said that's a different story. And Yuto is willing."

My best friend's fiancées bump into each other lightly.

Funny, it's so rare in Alcia, Larcia observes while drinking red wine. I remember pleasure.

"Either way, hurry up..."

Is it a bedtime speech, or was it actually awake?

Jonah's twinkle also mixed, and the second meeting deepened the degree of confusion even further.

Pedestal of God.

platform near Falve, which is later called that.

There were thousands of people gathered for a glimpse of the Divine Minutes (Avatars) and the wedding of heroes.

Two days after the wedding, the excitement does not cool, and we talk about the sights of the wedding and the dishes behaved, which were relayed by Vainamarinen's theoretical spell.

There were also some who enthusiastically show off experiences that they thought they had encountered a minute divine body - conversing with a blonde boy and receiving revelations, fighting with a big man, receiving messages from a flesh parent who had died from a girl.

But the dream is over. The deadline for eviction is imminent.

"The humans of the Kingdom of the Chronica go this way, the humans who go to Folio-Farina move that way"

One girl gives instructions as she moves through such a pedestal of God.

Dimensional Dragon (Kronos Dragon) Dal-Lukash devices with raised eyeglasses are sorted without saying whether or not to.

Inorganic matter rather than high pressure. Barometric pressure, without exception, on rainbow hair and an almost immobile look like energy materialized.

Some of them would have been short minded, but they can't resist the mysterious majesty. People pack their bags and move as they are told. It was an instinctive subordination to distant superficial organisms, but you can't notice it.

Although terminals. No, that's why the fear is easily conveyed.

It travels solemnly like a herd of sheep led by shepherd dogs and reaches a designated point.

I nodded satisfactorily when I saw it - it looked like it - and Dal-Lukash's terminal meets his hand in front of his chest.

And when I let it go, a rainbow gate appeared.

"If you screw this up, you can go home"

Even the people who have so far obeyed their promises, this is incredible. Suddenly a gate appeared that allowed each person to creep gently, naturally. I know it must be some kind of magic, but my feet stop at fear of the unknown.

"It's okay. There's nothing wrong with that."

But to this extent, it is woven into the Dimensional Dragon. By sending the accompanying guards back and forth through the dimensional gates (gates), they appeal that there is no danger.

So did you convince me, or did you succumb to the silent pressure of Dal-Lukash? I don't know which one, but the granny and the old man walked into the gate - they came back in a few minutes.

"Ho, it really leads to Folio-Farina"

That's all I have to say, it collapses on the spot with a snare as if it had reached its limit.

The same dimensional gate that Yut moved the Dwarf youths from Mainz to Falv. It's by no means an unknown technology, but the reaction is not impossible either.

"... tolls are just"

Dimensional dragons say as if they have noticed something, but they are also different. Still, honesty must have passed on. Little by little the columns move out.

The result is cheering across the dimensional gate, but naturally, it never gets here.

Connect the dimensional gates to the other lands in turn, explaining them in the same way, while the return proceeds.

Thus, the withdrawal operation was completed without a day.

But this is not the end of the event on the pedestal of God. Dimensional gates, etc., were just front seats.

No, I've been reluctant to clean up after that. By the gods.

And a miracle happens on God's pedestal.

The earth is not small.

As if it had existed there for decades, three establishments were seated.

Library of Knowledge God.

With several wooden magic puppets (wooden golems) as their scribes, it's much bigger than you'd imagine from the outside.

They also bring useful knowledge before those who really need it.

Cemetery of the Goddess of Death and Magic.

The White Asian temple, which just looks at it as a palace, is the opposite of the gloom of a graveyard. The burial ground underground will likewise continue to be kept clean.

The spiritual temple is surrounded by gardens, which also make it a place to relax. Occasionally, he said, he would be reunited there with the souls of the dead.

God of Power training ground.

The battlefield, which houses thousands of people, is a moveable type of facility that caters from sword fights to military exercises in the hundreds. Outdoor training areas are maintained in the vicinity.

In addition, no trauma will result in death in the training area.

"Because I made it feel like..."

The rest of the management is said softly by the beautiful blonde boy.

"I don't know what to do..."

Zeras, the god of knowledge, grabs a bite of freshly fried minced heaven - one covered with bread flour and fried like croquette on a fish rind and minced onion - and swallows it with the beer.

By the way, it was the Truss-Sink God leaning next to him who was feeding mince heaven.

"Isn't it a good idea to bring in a ton of Earth books? You can't bury my grave right away."

"I think I'll stick a bunch of cartoons and lanobes in it."

"I'm looking forward to that. Riya will be delighted. Still, is this chili? Spicy is good. Maybe the shochu will fit."

"No more, god of this world..."

Deities gathered in a private room in the Oriental House.

You haven't drunk enough yet, so I order whatever I want and eat and drink.

Yut, who is supposed to turn to suppress, is absent. Now when I'm enjoying the hot springs with Valtrude.

At that time, Acorn, acting lord, was stuck at the table.

For once, he had heralded to Yut, but he hasn't heard anything. I wouldn't have been able to do anything if I'd listened in advance.

Neither does Arcia keep moving. I could not afford to think about who would be entrusted with the management of the cemetery, what would be the practice of reporting to the Cardinal?

Yona is going to play with her friends at the elementary school, and Larsia is tangled up in Ritna. Only Exile contributed in the form of several drinking comparisons with Regra God.

But it doesn't change the lack of reinforcements.

"It's okay, it's okay. Don't worry, it's time to go home."

"But I'm not saying I'm not coming anymore. I mean, if you feel like it, you can come back tomorrow."

The gods, who had these facilities in place while Yut and Valtrude were gone, left Falve behind. Acorn, acting lord, could only have a dry laugh.