Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

The journey by carriage sent by Fermina, the Sun God, was basically a short and quiet one.

There can be no more surprise now with the extent of the carriage that the Yuts fly, while Seneca II, the Divine King, sits on the contrary with extreme emotion.

In contrast to Larsia and Jonah sleeping in the middle of nowhere.

With both sides sandwiched by her fiancée, Yut thinks about what this carriage means.

I don't know why you sent me - it doesn't mean. It was Fermina, the Sun God, who called us to heaven. It's weirder to leave it alone.

What bothers me is the carriage itself. For now, on the inside of the tatami.

It was naturally accepted that the interior of the carriage engraved with the Holy Mark of the Sun God was much wider than the Ashes Carriage Phantom Carriage.

But it was too surprising to have a room that resembled a certain library structure all the way between floors.

Unexpectedly, the more I stopped them all and made them take off their shoes. I don't even know if I was calm or losing my spare time.

Why, like one of these inns - it also makes you feel like history and format - is a Japanese-style creation.

"Oh well. Is it more oriental than Japanese..."

"Hmm? What are you talking about?

Valtrude, who watched quietly the side of Yut sinking into thought - good to say her few serious hobbies - reacts quickly.

"No, I just thought the Fermina God might be the Orient - a god with ties to Li Kutua"

"You mean this floor? I've seen it in Chicu, but, well, Yut's hometown and the East were close to culture."

Along with Acorn, he recalls that he was encouraging the production of Li Kutua condiments, and Valtrude is convinced by one.

"This is the first theory you've ever heard that the Fermina God is a God of Oriental origin."

Alcia, who kept silent beside Yut and Valtrude so they wouldn't get in the way, opens her mouth anticipating the meeting when it came to a paragraph.

I want to dissolve the theological question - rather than seem to have simply wondered.

"Given that the sun rises from the east, I don't have to wonder if it's even that surprising..."

"Well, I see"

"But if you think calmly, it doesn't seem to matter"

"... Aren't you ashamed of me for impressing you"

And Yut stroked his head, and stretched out his hand from his cheek to his chin, his beloved wife, who threw her feet upon the tatami, and pointed her mouth.

"Totally yut..."

It was clear to everyone that the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) turned away from his face as to what would be deluded to that extent, but that it was nothing more than a vanity.

When Yut turns his gaze concerned, he is also up the edge of Exile's mouth, which is meditating against the wall.

You think it's on the same level as Jonah just now, but don't get me wrong.

At last, it is possible that Valtrude has risen to the same level as Jonah.

"Sure, I'm curious, but it's not going to matter."

"Right."

Yut also agrees with Alcia that it should be temporarily shelved.

Although the background of Fermina, the Sun God, is interesting, it was not thought to turn out overnight, nor did it seem to have anything to do with the problems facing it.

"What do you think Yut has to say from Fermina God after this?

Questions from the Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Magic (Patriarch), presented in a few moments.

That did take the form of a question, but from which point of view, there was a strong tendency to answer each other.

"You didn't call in to talk to the public, so you're trying to get us to do something."

"Are you going to take it on?

"I don't know what to say about not asking what I asked... but, well, I guess I will"

"Is that because it's a quest from the gods? Or maybe because it contributes to the peace of the world?

"Nothing, I wouldn't deny it around there either..."

Yut sees Valtrude's side sitting next to him on the opposite side of the hill - and then finds himself if he can't stay in "Hiraki" - turning back to Arsia, who is stretching his spine perfectly in a front-seat outfit.

"It won't be irrelevant to us, either."

"'Us'?

"There will be, well, a lot of things in that range"

That much said, Yut shrugged his shoulders and laughed. I have the feeling that I've been told, but I don't feel bad.

All the more so if it is to benefit Arcia like no other.

"I see. Very well."

Half his face is hidden in the crimson eyelid, and his expression is unclear.

Still, it conveys that I should say years of experience or that I seem happy.

I have no idea.

But there was one there, a cathedral knight like a puppy left behind. I have the same eyes as when Yut is thriving on a topic I'm not sure about with Acorn.

"If that's the time, you'll see."

"Then why don't you explain it now"

Truth jumps out of Valtrude, but from Yut and Arsia, there is no answer, as if I had even made an offer.

When the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia opened her mouth again in an attempt to blame it.

"Stopped"

As Jonah said, I feel a slight recoil that the carriage has stopped.

Apparently, we arrived at our destination - the palace of the Sun God.

"This is where the Fermina God..."

"Ugh. This guy has a great view!

"Takai."

A cheap cheer that blows the inspiration of Seneca II, the Divine King, that it is senseless.

Larsia and Jonah's gaze, which then came down from the carriage, is not the palace of God, but poured into a wooden staircase that leads far above the earth.

The pillars that support the stairs stand through a number of clouds, higher than the surrounding mountains. The column drying of the Zhu Paint is also vivid to the eyes, but I feel relieved when I think about going up this.

Fortunately, the carriage pulled by the black and white pair of Heavenly Horses (Pegasus) is at the top of the stairs. It was boarded in the square in front of the main hall, and although it may be suitable to accuse me of lack of flair, as a yut, I had lowered my chest to say that it was helpful.

"But it's a temple you've never seen before."

"No, Val shouldn't be."

Valtrude looks up to the main hall with a glimpse.

Yut speaks as he sees the sight from behind.

"Well, I guess I'm the one who looks the most familiar"

"What do you mean?

"Val must be seeing something similar on Earth."

To Alcia's inquiry, Yut talks about when he went to Earth alone.

Experimenting with the spell, he said that the hole in the dimension encountered an empty monster and that the first time he met his true name was in the shrine's territory.

"I see. Are the palaces of the Fermina gods and the temples of Yutkun's hometown the same?"

"Size is different."

"If you ask me, I do..."

A few times. Didn't you notice the difference in scale that seemed 10 times different when you did poorly? After listening to the two conversations, Valtrude finally remembers.

Yut soon realized that so was the familiar, but the structure other than size was very similar.

Thousand trees on the roof of the slab and bonito trees installed between them placed on both ends to cross to reinforce it.

Left and right symmetrical, columns even arranged in even numbers of columns. Despite having no foundation, it firmly supports temples that are as numerous as skyscrapers.

The walls are also huge sheets of wood, and the doors are cut one in the front.

Its two open doors opened tightly as if to welcome them in.

"Master Yut. Interesting story..."

"Yeah. Let's go"

In the wake of Seneca II's words, Yut switches consciousness.

I guess that passed on to everyone. They are instantly reunited, including the meadow race (Magner).

Formation as if exploring a dungeon. The relaxed air was nowhere else.

I didn't even think there was an obvious danger, but it's a temple of this size. I've never gone beyond caution.

But that ended in concern.

The moment everyone creeps through the door and enters the interior, they are attacked by intoxication before checking the surrounding conditions.

At the next moment, if you notice, they were all forwarded to the slab room.

Behind that horizontal room is a corner divided by curtains.

"You've come a lot"

It echoes from there.

No, a clear voice as if spoken directly to the spirit.

But it's neither violent nor shocking.

If you only have the impression of a voice, about mid twenties when you were old. The feeling of your mind swinging and being boned out.

Dear like my sister.

Friendly love.

Mother like charity.

It is a voice full of love that envelops the whole body, the soul, warm and soft.

Over the curtain, face grated, not even sure of the silhouette. But before that existed, it had nothing to do with anything.

Seneca II, the Divine King, instinctively kneels and falls flat.

Even Valtrude and Alcia, who served other gods, drowned their heads when they were struck by divine authority.

Even the four conscious Yut, Jonah, Exile and Larsia, who are unbelievable compared to those three, cannot even open their mouths.

No, I break my own knee without coming up with that.

"Let's talk. Why did Fermina call everyone? Let's tell him. The purpose of Murgusz is to empty the sky.

At the same time as the word, the curtain went up.