Lonely Attack on the Different World

One day, the city of Omui.

The city, which was simple, elegant and gray, had turned into a beautiful city covered with white walls and a side of flowers, turning into a city where everyone on the road could smile.

A city that was poor and full of injured and sick people and lost its vitality, it is as gorgeous as a strange city instead of seeing it differently.

The city is crowded with shops lined up with products to overflow, and streets that attract guests with great power.

The colorful outfit that colours the city above all else, it's like a symbol of rich, peaceful happiness that doesn't make you feel impoverished.

When I realized, the little grocery store that supported the city grew up.

Looking up, the prestigious inn grows huge and soars heavenly.

Weapon stores also line up cheap and plentiful weapons to protect themselves by growing up.

And cheap and massively sold drugs all over the city, it's a precious mushroom that can only be taken in the forest of demons, which is called the miracle drug and is rare.

So there's no one with a sick face, no one suffering from severe injuries, on the contrary, energetic children running around on tiny elephants sprinkling smiles.

Finally, the annual service of the debt slaves in the Wang capital was opened, and normally they would extend it, but they weren't there after all.

When I heard the border had become peaceful, I heard the city had also grown rich - and along with a letter from my family asking me to buy back my personality and come home now, I was sent expensive clothes that I could never buy.

It was a long letter of gratitude and apology, painstaking, sorry, telling me to leave because I'm okay now.

I couldn't believe it when I heard so many rumors, that it was impossible for poor and dangerous neighborhoods to change full of happiness... because this is my home town. I know more than anyone, because I've seen how horrible the demons are and how hard it is just to survive, long after I was born.

Yet when I took the carriage back to the border, the neighboring realm, which had been blocking Omui for so long, was ruined, lined with mysterious shops and simple lodging. And the breathless narrow, long road sandwiched by a severed wall leading to the border... was a labyrinth. And the most popular attraction labyrinth?

Going through the general aisle into the border, it was bright and everywhere wide.

Depressed and invasive forests are far away, the roads are wide and luxurious, the towns and villages are protected by beautiful and sturdy walls, a flourishing land where people and carriages cross beautifully paved paths.

That's completely different from the neighborhood I know, anxiety and surprise that I should have gone back to my hometown but lost my way into a world I don't know about.

If you look at the chopped mountains surrounding the far edge, you can tell this is the edge...... too different, it was dark and heavy as if the colour of the air had changed. The atmosphere of the edge disappeared as if it were a bright and refreshing spring breeze everywhere.

And back in the nostalgic city...... I got lost. Born and raised, the city changes without retaining the prototype, and the scenery, the scenery, everything is different.

"Oh, isn't that Frasse? You're home, welcome back."

"Auntie. Is this Omui!? Why are there so many tiny elephants...?

That's an aunt I've known since I was a little girl...... I just slept by the time I left for the service and I thought I'd never see her again.

"Looking good... that's a good stick, fat?

"It's been a long time, and the city's changed a lot, so hey, did you stutter? No, I woke up three days ago in the morning and the streets over there were turning into boulevards, and I was surprised that a big park sandwiched in the city. It's hard to get from the edge of the city to the edge because when you're completely off guard, it expands."

Before I stuttered into the city, I was too surprised that this was Omui to catch up on my understanding. If you don't chase me, but you chase me... uh... when I wake up in the morning, what's an expanded city... is a park suddenly caught in the city before that?

"Well, hurry home and show me your face and raise it. Because Frasse's house has changed a lot... no, no, it was a disaster."

I don't know, but I hurry up and say hello and run looking for a house. Because the house was a disaster... a disaster that changed a lot... "..."?

Yet I can't find a home in a city where I was born and raised. My house is nowhere to run around a city full of buildings too expensive and strange and beautiful shops with anxiety. Running around crying, chasing the names of shops that look slightly familiar but haven't stopped the prototype... I don't have a house.

"Excuse me, excuse me, does anyone know where the" Ruzzo's Farm Tool Workshop "is?

Are you new to Omui? This section is all Lasso's farm tool factory. There's a sign out there. "

Looking up, there are huge buildings listed high up there with the Lasso Agricultural Equipment Chamber of Commerce...... or house!?

When I thanked him and looked for the entrance, there was a nostalgic father's voice there... and his eyes were unexpectedly moist.

"No, wait, wait... since when did the main cannon and drill come on!? It was the tiller Tractor who asked for the prototype, right?

"Hey, no, you have no idea. The main cannon can only be fired at the front if the tiller Tractor has no small turns, because if it cannot be reoriented accurately on narrow farmland, axle control will be difficult, while narrowing the width of the wheel, the front is the main cannon? I mean, the assault is romantic with the drill, right? Yeah, wild labyrinth king measures? Like?"

There's your father and brother worried with your head, and a brunette boy...... a young man?

"I see... wait!! The tiller" Tractor "was a magic trick to plow the field!?"

"Damn, what the hell are you talking about? You can't blow up a tiller Tractor that doesn't have a main cannon and a drill, if it's just a tiller Tractor, falling on a field like a rock or a labyrinth king, can you? You can't reach a million horsepower to plow a field with a total anti-aircraft fire, can you?

And there's something vicious lined up in the farm equipment workshop to say giant farm equipment... and lots of craftsmen, lots of customers looking around?

"Eh, to plow the soil behind me, I can see the acreage ploughing machine (rotary), the loading machine (forklifter), and the large drainage plate (dozer blade) in front, I could understand the tractor" winch "in the rear, even the cutting machine" ripper "and the mower (rotary cutter) to attach in front, but I gave up 100 steps to the drill... why the main gun?

"Oh, you can blow it up if you get tired of it, huh? Yeah, the only moments of love and youth brilliance in farming that can force you to have long and authentic patience are the main cannons, Mr. Mass Weapons packed with dreams, hopes and live ammunition that can withstand the hard work of having this... what do you think farming is at all? No, I've never?

"I didn't have that idea!?"

"Well, I have to think about it because I feel like the farmer who uses it... I lost sight of something important at some point"

"Why not! I'm losing my mind right now!! How come no one gets in there at the point of King William's Labyrinth when a farmer shoots off a main cannon saying he's bored!? Don't give up a hundred steps to say storm with a drill!

I yelled in unintentionally, but there was a small workshop where the horse was building a plowing tree crane or loading trolley to tow... a workshop that was meant to be a rural force...

"Oh, this penetration is Frasse! You're home well... I'm sorry for the hard work you've done... but you're all right now."

"Right now, Dad...... but right now, you were having a conversation that didn't look so good! Where in the world are we going to pluck the Labyrinth King? We have a father who's okay!!"

It is the family business to make tools in small workshops and to repair and surround the villages. That's an important thought passed down from generation to generation...

"Frasse, you've grown up in a while... no, you're already a fine lady"

"My brother's home. And why is the workshop so huge than me, what's wrong with Lasso's belief in making tools for the poor villages?"

When I returned home, I lost my mind about shopping for the rural neighbourhoods, even if they were poor, and making rough money by the time I could have a huge workshop... and such expensive and dangerous things...

"Frasse, there are no more... no more poor villages on the border to look for"

"Yes?"

"If you came back in the carriage, you'd have seen it. Have you ever had a poor village?

"With that said... you were rich, nowhere else?

So I didn't think this was the border, the villages that followed my father around at an early age like I didn't think this city was omnipresent were completely different from my memory, beautiful and sturdy...... vicious main cannons followed and noisy!?

"It's a shame. It's a fresh penetration... when this gets used to it, it's lost... it's a shame"

"Ahhh, with that said, the air, my daughter was making a scene at first, but these days she just looks like she's fucked, and she finally understands I'm not bad, huh?

"That was cultivated through the power of Rikko. He said he was tired of penetrating."

"No, they complained about Elf Castle being a rock because they told me not to wear iron. I was the victim, wasn't I? It was a doomsday thing, wasn't it?

And the tractor, a ploughing machine that looks more vicious than the labyrinth king heard in the old story, changes its appearance immensely and mightily as the brunette boy engages in demonic modification of his own accord while talking to an extinct beauty.

"Eh, those guys... and the flowers were beautiful all over the city, why are they walking with flowers!? Why is that brunette building a giant weapon while dancing with flowers!?"

"" "" Ooh, that's a fresh reaction!? ""

"But didn't the influx of people to the border increase?

"No, we could all get used to this in a week."

Why are people gathering around!? But a lot of craftsmen looking at the new models during the workshop and the farmers who came to order...... really rich? Is this a dream?

"" Well, don't think, feel it. Welcome home, Frasse ""

"I'm... I'm home, father, brother. Speaking of which, what about your mother or grandmother?

It's been a long time since I've seen my family, I think it would be nice to be welcomed into the details by that gentle smile... more and more vicious main cannons on giant structures that I really don't think so!?

"Oh, I was shopping earlier, and then I'm out hunting demons. I think I'll be home soon."

"Has it been an era lately, because Grandma moaned about the low pensions? Well, it won't be too late because we set out on a prototype tiller (tractor) for high-speed forest warfare."

"So why does your mother hunt demons so easily when she's shopping! Besides, even if you put away your grandma's pension, what the hell is a farming machine for high-speed forest warfare?!?"

My head hurts. Somehow my head is desperately rejecting something... yes, something important is going to break with memories when I accept it. Memories of a sick but tender grandmother or something is going to break especially!!

"" No, what are we gonna do? It's Tractor, a normal high-speed forest war-type tiller that cuts open forests and turns them into fields, right?

"So I'm asking why the tiller Tractor is invading the Devil's Forest, where people should never step in!! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

I don't know what that means. I don't like myself for somehow being able to predict, and although the common sense in me vehemently denies that prediction... there was nothing left of common sense here on the border anymore. So everywhere was peaceful, rich and happy, a dream land I didn't know about.

"Yeah, it's a pretty brilliant penetration, but it's a waste of lung vitality. If you talk about it in the apnea Nobles, one of the scales of talent that could only be approached by the guild's reception committee chairman is a hidden delicacy, right?

"Oh, did you have a prototype, Prototype? Hmmm...... this will cost you to maintain your firepower, so if you're a small opponent, don't you have a deficit?

"No, if you're a miscellaneous fish, it's enough for an 88 mm, so the main cannon is an emergency romance, and if you're a king with the main cannon, you make a lot of money with demon stones? Yeah, he's more of a productive tiller, Tractor, in the caged tunnels of Frontier Soul Spirit, a pioneer with feet on the ground wandering in search of the big man as he goes for it, isn't he?

The look back is the same black eyed exotic as the black hair, the madness that deceives its mouth as very commonplace as normal.

"I see, I didn't have that idea!

"Come on, I was unconscious that you didn't understand the heart of the peasants' quest for a new heavenly land, Frontier, in the name of Ruzzo!

"This is the tractor of the prototype's exterminated Destroid Type tiller, so tell me if you're not armed enough, okay? Yeah, the main cannon, the main cannon, and the main cannon?

Father poking at his knees and looking up at that huge tiller, Tractor, and a brother convinced by Unh Unh. And the smiles of the customers watching it... why!?

"Don't be convinced! How many main cannons do you feel when you line them up?! Aww, not all the main cannons while I'm telling you! Huh!

"" "Ooh, this is great penetration!?" "

"Surely it's a shame this gets used to and lost"

"No, no, if it's Frasse's penetrating power in the house, it's early."

"Still, after three days, it breaks... common sense."

But if you look at it, you'll see. With a demonic tiller that can be moved with magic and demonic stones, hard and painful heavy work will surely be easier, and with the main cannon of a demonic stone warhead, it will help a lot of people who are attacked by demons and lose their lives... so I wonder if it has enriched them, in the rich neighborhood I've always dreamed of for the aim of Ruzzo's farm tool workshop.

"No, a month or so if it's Frasse's penetrating power, I'm sure." "That's impotent, a week would be longer, wouldn't it?" "No, no, no. The daughter of the house, Frasse, should be able to go for half a month!" "Alright, 500 ele on the 10th!" "None, 1,000 ele every five days!" "Come on, 2,000 ele on the 7th!" "Come on, it'll be three days. 1,000 ele!" "What, 3,000 ele on the 12th!" "Oh, I'm ten days too! 1,500 ele!" "My sister would be able to go on the 14th! Let's bet 3,000 ele!" "" Oh, you're strong!? "" Then a thousand to thirteen! "" Mm-hmm... 2,000 on twelve! "" All right, 1,000 every 9th and 11th!

Yeah, the border got rich enough to look like a dream, but although Tractor, an expensive tiller to stutter, had been ordered with a bang... he hasn't changed much about his uncles pennies.

"I'm two grand every four days!" "All right, a thousand extras on the 6th!" "Three days, two thousand!" "Each thousand ele on the 9,10,11!" "Then I'll add a thousand on the 11th!

Yeah, the desperate shape begins betting and the brunette looks like a torso. But...... nobody seems to have more than 3,000 ele?

The border should have been as rich as dreams everywhere, but my uncles' pennies seemed realistic. Yeah, I knew this was the edge. I'm home.