Lonely Attack on the Different World

The consulate of Omui on the night of day 49

"And that concludes the report. And this is the proposal from Mr. Yao, this is the economic connection between commerce and distribution. Below is mainly the agricultural policy of the neighborhood and the proposed renovation, and later the material at your disposal is the proposed development of the border in general, at the bottom will be the proposed renovation of the city. That's it."

And the girl left behind the words "excuse me".

A huge pile of materials on hand. A pile of materials around it as well.

It was an unprecedented proposal at the time of the first described defense plan for the border, all filled with groundbreaking proposals just by looking lightly through them.

Using the rugged rocky mountains that block the border as Omui walls on the contrary, build walled cities and control their distribution with the kingdom. The management labyrinth that already hits the walls and gates of the mountain ranges has been built, creating a city for defense and distribution at its entrance and exit, and now the city of Omui also specializes in defense cities against demonic forests. Ultimately, the city of New Omui is built in the center of the two defense cities of the north and south and the agricultural districts of the east and west, making it a city responsible for the logistics of garrisons and borders that can be rushed to the east, west and north and south when doing business, and for this purpose, it is proposed as a detailed and orderly plan.

They asked me about a defense development plan that would have been viewed as far as the kingdom against which I was going to listen to Narogi in the neighboring realm.

Moreover, it is an innovative idea that sees the border as a huge city, a castle, and the walls and gates on the kingdom's side are already complete.

And it even comes with a price list when you take on even the uninterrupted huge public works for a cheap price. Conscientious price with barter.

Civilians in all fields have already taken the proposal and read it to each other, confusing each other, but everyone's eyes have a burning fever.

Re-read it as if it was possessed and check it against other proposals. There seems to be an irresistible excitement in its face.

Yes, this is a dream.

It's a dream that I could never dream of a peaceful, rich future or a frontier.

It's a manual of procedures to make an impossible dream of happiness come true.

Believe it or not, it's a design book for a dreamy future frontier.

No matter how much suspicion you incredibly confirm, it's a blueprint for a sure dream.

Everyone immerses themselves in the proposal in tears, as if trying to peek into the world of dreams that lies within it.

I guess that convulsive smile read up to the future where my kids and grandkids live happily ever after.

Yes, it's a dream book.

Everyone who reads this book is drawn into their dreams.

Drown in that book written down to the end of an unexpected dream.

This is a manual for making impossible dream stories come true.

It's a design document to create a reality that can't be real.

Everyone is weeping for their future happy inhabitants.

Well... this is not a dream proposal or anything like that.

It is a strategy paper to ravage all but one element in order to force dreams into reality.

Instead of dreaming of a dream coming true, it's a tactical book to annihilate all the possibilities that can't be realized.

It's a brutal draft book that doesn't admit anything but happy dreams.

"You... have been given so much so far, and you have been shown so much so that you can still name those who say you can't! If you don't do it, name it!

Everyone stares at me in tears.

That's a good feeling.

Good readiness.

Where the hell are you going to find a job that will satisfy your heart to such an extent that there is no need to risk your life, your life or anything else?

"Then start doing what you can, and do what you can, and report progress and problems sequentially. Make demands immediately, whether it's supplies or manpower."

It's like a battlefield temper, where everyone goes first and back to their positions.

No, this is a battlefield for the civilians.

This is the first battlefield ever given to civilians in our territory where they have only been given jobs to handle defeats.

While admiring the defense plan, the martial officers were fascinated by the accompanying book of military laws and tactics.

How much wisdom, knowledge and skill do you possess?

I wonder what that boy is?

I wonder what those boys and girls are?

Is it a dream of the poor neighborhood?

Is it a seen illusion of a tragic periphery?

This neighborhood does not believe in God, etc.

Their church has nothing to forgive.

What have those boys and girls come to do on a border where nothing can be believed or even dreamed of? Why have you come so far? No reward, no power, to me, to the people of the border.

To the land and the people of the frontier, which was ordained to perish in the not distant future.

Boys and girls as if they keep sowing happiness.

Boys and girls who continue to grind away the misfortune of the name Demon.

I don't know where you're from.

He didn't even tell me what he was doing here.

I don't even know what I want to do.

Boys and girls who just keep spreading happiness on everyone as normal.

Those benefactors who continue to receive inadequate gratitude for worshipping and who do not deserve to be rewarded for anything but gratitude.

And in the heart of it, the boy who continues to sow happiness without knowing the name of this neighborhood.

Why can't you remember my name? Even with more billboards?

The dream book says something about a city called Muli on the Border...

Yao, it's Omui, right? It's an omelet.