Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 179, some wasteland.

Not hot or cold, that's why it's not sunny but a flash of blue sky. It was about one day when there was no such thing as a weird philosophy.

Nothing wasteland, where the river is close but the ground is rocky and abandoned by everyone. The crumb demon stone from the border transforms the soil into abundance, thanks to which the fields enlarged and enriched, but still cannot be cultivated to the rock. So abandoned, nothing. A place of nothing.

There comes a mighty horse towing a vicious carriage and a pack of horses walking the lead, taking a bunch of Knights horses who came from behind them with pitch-black armor.

"Oh? Is that a horse express?

"No, that's a black flag, huh? It's Lord's flag."

"Work perfectly well. I don't think we can face it without working either."

"Not at all."

Farmers looking at it from a distance shrug. It is hailed as the kingdom's best nobleman, the up-and-coming nobleman, whom I salute and whom I say no one envies. The Aristocrat, who is pitied and loved by everyone, instantly ascends and packs his glory.

And the orphans, the unknown use of disaster in the kingdom, ran down from the carriage with straw, and the peasants would just keep their mouths open to see the miracle manifestation that appeared like a mirage, spreading the marvel of disaster on a land of nothing.

"" "Let's? Rensei!" "" "Um, do I have to say that?" "" "Yeah, what the fuck?

Buildings grow on rocky ground, walls suddenly gush up, and one building after another stands and connects, and eventually it changes shape into a town. There was a city designed widely and efficiently, and a new catchment site responsible for the logistics of the forthcoming kingdom was suddenly born into a wasteland of nothing.

"Me, you're going to build a bridge!" "I'll make it a gate." "We'll make a warehouse." "" Eh, I'll make a port then!

Happiness takes shape laughing like an innocent momma goto, a happy dream that only a child can see turns into a real thing. Passing traffickers looking at it and orphans running around laughing...... and peasants worshipping it.

"Wait, you guys! Excuse me, the knights need an escort for the little ones! Wait, you had it in order, eh, where's the bridge... how many crosses do you have to cross, this!?" "" Stay, Jama! "" "" Gu Ha! You guys have got a bad mouth! No, don't ask me, "" "" Yes!

A new city was born again in a territory where complaints continue to be lodged that the most seemingly narrow is now the consulate, a splendid wall unparalleled in this neighborhood that gets richer day by day.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey." "Huh? What about the moat?" "Uh, uh..." Setting up a fortress gun tower "earlier?" "" Yeah, okay - ""

It becomes an important stronghold of the kingdom and an aorta of that nation. A city entrusted with such a future appears in a wasteland of nothing. So no one knows what it means, just to gaze at the unrealistic capital of illusion.

The only thing anyone can understand is that it's a symbol of happiness, because there are lords and orphans out there.

"Damn, you carried your stuff to Wang Du over and over again, and yet... I never knew that such good little orphans were starving to death... pity on you, those little ones..." "Don't cry, so I'll definitely give you back to the border? So don't cry. Work as hard as you cry."

There are good people everywhere and bad people, but the majority of them are "normal people". And the average person listens to the orphans they once were, and if you look at them now, everyone sincerely desires to be a good person, at least you can't even thank them if you're not a good person.

"Be it donations or donations, happiness comes. Try harder!" "" "No!!" "

This is how a gentle city is born again, and thus more happy people are born again.

"Eighty-eight, we've got a whole bunch of these spinning systems!" "Um? That's too much, huh?" "Uh, goodbye... shall I put it on? And a 46-cm cannon?" "" "Let's do that!" "" Wait, you guys! What's that!? This is a logistics city, it wasn't a military fortress, was it? "" "I don't know, it's safety number one." Everybody, "huh?" "" That, you think I heard a good story right now? Are you tired, me? "" "" Come on, there you go!

Orphans later called "Messengers of Disaster". And in praise of its Black Flag and Knights in Black, the city is called the Black Eternal (Black) Servant (The Black), a promise to a happy future where young people will laugh and create a new city.

"" "I could -! Let's go build the next town!" "" Okay, so rest a little! Damn, the little ones are so fine...... is that the level!? "" "Come on! Quick! I'll leave you." "

And the people who watch it will tell them to go home to their villages and homes, "Here comes the disaster," "Now it's done." - Give it up. "That makes everyone just a little happier and that's how more lords work...... black huh?