Maou no Hajimekata

"We need to get our forces ready as soon as possible"

It is deep in the mountain of trials where Sakya, the volcanic god, originally lived.

Gathering faces that were the Lord of the Labyrinth in a conference room created after digging through new rock skins, Oul the Demon cut them out that way.

"This is the current situation."

In response to Oul's words, the surface of the wall creases and distorts to float the image.

It was a map.

An elongated peninsula protruding large to the left and two countries that line up to hold its roots.

And a huge mountain range lying as if to separate between them.

It is the peak where the Yamatano Orochi, defeated by the Ouls, lived.

"This is the country we are in right now. Yamato."

"The mountain ranges divide the country like walls, don't they? That's why I call it Yamagata."

If Oul says by showing the peninsula, Sakya will supplement it.

"With Orochi gone, it's not easy to cross this gate. … but not impossible"

"Uh-huh. When spring comes, the Saharan army will attack us."

Tena, a witch with the ability to predict, nods at Oul's words.

It is difficult to feel the season shifting in the dungeons, but winter was upon us in the outside world.

Crossing the winter mountains is almost tantamount to suicide, but not if it is also spring.

Tena's foresight clearly captured the figure of the soldiers coming with the snowmelt.

"What Sahara?

"The south side of the two neighbouring countries. We hear it's a country covered in scorching earth. barren land with stretches of sandy fields. Therefore, it is the land of the sand plains."

Sakya answers Lil's simple question.

"On the north side, by the way, the opposite is extreme cold land. A country covered in snow and ice. It's called the Ice Room Country."

"That's, again, extreme..."

Burning heat to the south, extreme cold to the north. In any case, it is difficult to say that it seems livable.

"Yamato is a small country incomparable with Sahara and Himro. If they attack you, they'll destroy you easily."

The mountain range is a wall that protects Yamato, but also a cage that traps it at the same time.

Unlike Yamato, who was allowed to thrive within a narrow, small peninsula alone, the Sahara and Himro had a huge difference in their national power because they were able to control vast tracts of land.

"Not to mention the slightest gesture of this dungeon. Therefore, we must prepare ourselves for war. It's only been a season."

"Isn't that hard..."

Sakya is the God who presides over the mountains and is oblivious to the world of men.

But still, I knew Oul was talking impotent.

"Oh. So I want to ask you guys something. Do you have any idea who's in charge of space?

"Is God in charge of space..."

Oulu nodded humbly at Sakya, who rebelled as if to contemplate.

"Our home base is on another continent, I would have told you. That's where the bulk of the power is..."

Oulu's ruling country extends almost a whole continent. The size alone is even bigger than the Sahara and Himro combined.

"It took me a month by boat when I came to this continent. I would be able to shorten it somewhat, but still two weeks. About a hundred people at a time would be the limit."

"A month round trip. I don't even carry 300 people in three months. I'm building a ship now, and it's just gonna be a season."

"It's more terrifying to be able to build a ship in a season that can cross the ocean with a hundred soldiers."

Sakya fought again at Lil whining in a casual tone.

Fundamental national and technical skills are too different.

"If it's a ship, do you want me to carry it?

"You? How'd you do that?

Second, Tatsuki, who had previously seemed free to listen, raised her hand all the way up.

"Here's the thing, Zaba! What?"

Being a god of the sea, she has the power to manipulate waves.

The tea prepared on the palm of Tatsuki swirls, waves wide and carries hot water -

It jumped hot water swallowing with excess momentum, slamming it against the wall and crushing it to pieces.

"Yeah, I'm gonna overturn you."

"No..."

To Lil, I assure you, Tatsuki drips.

Ever since she declared herself to be one of us, she had changed and become cooperative by hitting it like before, when she was only interested in eating. Even so, the effort is usually headed in the wrong direction, and it is not yet empty.

"There's always that red-haired... Mr. Eunice, was it? With that person's power, wouldn't it be easy to carry people?

"Oh. That's the point of the story."

To Sakya's inquiry, Oul nods.

"I know you're unfamiliar with this, but we use two different powers: magic and reason, each of which uses the technique of magic and magic. Both can be transferred in an instant to distant locations, but each will have another constraint."

"Constraints…"

"Simply put, you can say that there is almost no limit to the number of people in sorcery, but you cannot fly far enough apart from the continent. In magic, on the contrary, the distance is completely irrelevant, but the amount you can carry is two or three at best."

In magic, by using magic formations, you can transfer what's inside at once.

Though laborious, you can send as many as you want by simply increasing the formation, the amount of magic you consume increases acceleratively to the greater the distance.

In contrast, Eunice's spell ignores distance and boundaries, but what could be moved was to the limit of what she could hold.

"If you stand over there, you won't stand over here."

"So I'm counting on your technique. Spirituality and power seem to be a mixture of magic and reason. Then there may be a way to fill both sides' shortcomings."

"And even if they say..."

Sakya gave a bewildered look.

"... as much as is the class of the Taoist god who directs the way, but that is only what protects the way. I've never heard of connecting distant places. Some gods run a thousand miles a day, but when it comes to carrying 10,000 miles..."

Isn't that convenient after all? When Oul thinks so, Fu Sakya looks up as he thought there was.

"One pillar… I'm here. I don't know if I can do what Oulu wants."

"Are you a nasty opponent?

Oulu asks Sakuya, who has no floating expression.

"Trouble...... yeah, right. Maybe that's exactly what it means to not want to be involved."

"I see. This again..."

Read the future to Sakya's words, and Tena looks up again.

"Maybe that guy? Aikira"

On the contrary, even Tatsuki put that out nicely.

"What kind of god is that?"

To Oulu's inquiry, Sakya opens her mouth heavily.

"His name is Sainokami - the oldest pillar of God in this Yamato."