Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

So, they called me, too?

"See, my master is also a librarian"

"I don't remember being"

"Fight... no..."

"Shit."

Tertione tried to take a global cigarette out of his nostalgia... just thought of the place and solemnly declared it.

This is the pedestal of God.

Holy land where the gods who descended on earth established the institution. Even if it was originally an island created by Yut, it does not change its value and specificity.

The Elf Mage (Warlock) leads the way down the stairs. They looked grumpy from the side, but two of them, Yut and Ren, walking behind them, were rather in the mood of Türtione.

Keep it up, shut up - unfortunately, there's no physical pride in this - walking the stairs often.

"But that jizzy bastard did a hell of a job."

Turning his foot toward the library of the Knowledge God, he returns to the cause rather than the elf magician changing his story.

Yut, Tertione, Len. These three have one thing in common. That he is a user of the theoretical spell.

This also meant that Vainamarinen had the necessary capacity to restore the cut books.

"That's what the master would appreciate, my reaction was common, wasn't it? Relieved."

"I'm talking about the Great Sage... I think I had an idea... I'm sure..."

Though the follow-ups of the heart-gentle Ren enter, their voices are always increasing and weak. It is true that there is an idea of Vainamarinen, but it is also an action that no one in the Brewers understands.

Conflicts such as destroying a book to save it are obvious.

"In the meantime, I gave it to Nice to get it together, but I don't have enough people to use the Goods Repair (Repair) spell."

"That's black...... I heard rumors, but that's more than that."

"Ha. My master speaks of common sense."

I'm not pointing my finger at it, but Yut laughs that it's an interesting joke.

"Oh?"

I could look back on this one.

A frightened Ren shaken her blonde hair up to her ankle and hid behind Yut.

"What are you gonna do to scare my daughter?"

"In the first place, you... chip. Let's go."

"Whoa, not that way."

"Oh?"

Again, Türtione sends a sharp gaze to Yut as if to apply it even for a cause. Bad pattern, but not angry. Simply because of his insensitivity and eyesight, he just looks that way.

But even if he knew, his emotions were different, and Ren wouldn't let go of Yut's robe.

"Ren, it's okay. Don't worry, I won't take it and eat it."

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Oh, look around the other facilities before you go to the library. Let's start with the arena."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't mind. Anyway, they just let me go to the library, and I'm getting reports about the gods and their worshippers."

Now I have Larsia and Yona waiting for their return, who have gone to reconnaissance according to its contents.

That's not why, but Nice suddenly stuffed me - on that black chunk - and drove me out to help restore the book.

Yut himself was relaxed that it wouldn't matter if it took some time, but a love fanatic (Bibliomaniac) couldn't possibly allow it.

Nevertheless, somewhat delayed is not a problem. It's not a hassle because you just use spells, and it's efficient to inspect other facilities.

In the end, I must be working, but I wouldn't even bother pointing it out because I'm half in the mood for pleasure in person.

While sighing at the seriousness of his disciples, Tertione changed his needle to the prestigious arena of Regra God.

"That's quite splendid."

"Apart from that, there may be other facilities that work out physical like field athletics...... or that's usually the main one"

"Well, if you release a monster properly, it's going to be a good specialty."

"Father......?

"I know. I'm not gonna do it."

Ren, who is also the subject of Tertione Stream Magic Special Training - throwing him into an environment where there are dangerous organisms, forcing him to cut through with a spell, even if he doesn't like it, and forcing his arms up - strengthens his expression.

(Is my master, too, weak for Ren... No, in the first place, is it about Jonah who's strong enough for Ren)

With feelings that cannot be expressed in his mouth, he approaches a training ground located on the outer edge of the arena.

As Yut described it as field athletic, there were multiple obstacles on the course with high and low differences, so that not only would it run to gain strength, but the whole body would be able to work out. There are also water training facilities just a short distance away.

Now just now, the Knights of the Rock Giants (Jarloot), the Temple of Hellenonia and the Guards of the Falve were jointly training.

Exactly. I don't have a weapon, but I'm properly equipped with protective gear.

The lightly dressed rock giants (Jarloot) still did, but the other participants seemed to struggle a lot.

You know, Alana North Tin running the lead is a big deal.

"Well, from me, I think you're out of your mind at the time you're running in armor."

"Totally agree."

"... good to be a magician (wizard)..."

Three people empathize with each other in lower dimensions.

There is one shadow of rock that approaches them like that.

"Yut. To Tüll, and Ren. That's a rare combination."

"I didn't come here to like you."

"Long time no see... shake..."

"Oh. Ren's as small as ever."

"If it was the old man's standard, I'd be in the small category, too. More than that, I'm sorry to interrupt"

"No, it was just the right reason"

Rarely - as the rest of you won't know - with a pioneering look, Exile exhales.

"... what happened?

Through the rarity of that rock giant reacting like this, I wonder if it might be some kind of crisis.

Did that worry propagate, and Ren also strengthened his power to grip Yut's robe.

"I've been told to be a great chief from around here."

"What's that?

Somehow I feel like I know what you mean, but I ask you back reflexively.

"Hmm. You're the leader of multiple tribes."

"It stayed that way. So, what exactly is going to happen?

"I challenge the chiefs of the other tribes, I will only defeat them"

"I knew it would stay that way..."

Actually, it's a rock giant custom. I don't know if it's a custom.

"Well, I know the old man is the strongest, so you can increase people with practically no risk..."

Combined with the budget, but as the Marquis Istas, I would say it's a delicious story. Most of all, even the other tribes, they don't necessarily follow us, not Exile.

"Praise doesn't answer anything."

Even so, the Rock Titans seemed happy.

"By the way, it's an arena."

"Yeah."

"I heard the injury would heal if I got out of the field, and my youngsters are saying," Why don't we spread La Gu to other species? "

The special abilities of Regra God's Arena have been demonstrated in the Beasts. It was very helpful because it was just a bunch of members who were not comfortable with handouts.

Compared to that, it can still be said how to use it as assumed by Regra God......

"No."

I was in reflexive denial.

"Right..."

"No, well, if you want to give me a tour of the game in advance and still want to do it, I won't stop..."

"That's right. Let's make it thorough."

Promising so, Exile went back to overseeing the training.

Looks like Alana scored a goal at the top, and I guess it was a good time.

Yut, on the other hand, has a sinister face.

For some reason I flipped the foreword because Exile seemed pitiful, but I felt like I had written an approval signature on the execution form, and I didn't interpret it.

"Well, there can't be anybody who wants to do that"

Turtione tells us to comfort ourselves as to whether we also have some knowledge of the customs of the rock giants.

But Yut knows someone who's going to jump first.

It was the person closest to him.

Valtrude reigns as La Gu's star player. I can imagine the sight of something like a trophy being lifted by the rock giants.

I try to turn away from it and turn my gaze toward one goal after another, whilst mumbling my thoughts.

"Speaking of which, master. How about using it in school classes? Kids, don't you look happy?

"Oh, my God, you..."

Indeed, the very existence of a training ground for the God of power is unusual and unusual. So it may be even more so now that we open it up to the general public.

"Every time, what's the idea?"

But Tertione shook his head like it was out there.

Thorough utilitarianism that doesn't make authority or anything like it.

It was distracted that even he, who had trouble with upper management and educational policy at the Vainamarinen School of Magic, put his own deeds on the shelf.

Anyway, if an army like the Knights of the Rock Giants uses it, let the kids use it - and because it looks delightful - etc. it's too heterogeneous.

"But, well, that's you"

"I don't feel praised..."

"... hey, that sounds tough, maybe"

Ren, for some reason, speaks of his worries on the assumption that he will also participate.

It's not surprising that he went to elementary school, but he said he was a historic magician and an expert in magic medicine (potion) making.

But the doubt quickly dissolved.

"I'll tell Jonah to stop forcing herself properly."

"I don't hate it..."

I know that's for real, but I was grateful for my eyes looking up at Yut slapping me in the chest to leave it to me.

"Next, you're in the grave, Tomb."

"Yes, but don't call me back."

Not because my daughter and her disciple had a good vibe, but Tertione told me to hurry.

Without waiting for a reply, I walk out towards you.

"Brother, go"

Following the back of a rushing sister apprentice, Yut also increased his speed of walking.