- And we proceeded to our real destination on guard.
The water around the island is calm, with no sign of a large demon at all, and no unexpected signs like Dagon.
That is the same not only for the lake itself, but also for the islands observed with 'right eye' on the far-winder.
At least as far as we can observe from the ship, I don't think there's some sort of anomaly going on on on the island.
"Hey, Luke. You, the... Is' Right Eye 'okay? The cracks around your eyes are spreading."
"I don't think you have any particular pain or discomfort. Well, of course, it's not something to be optimistic about, but if you don't use it when it's important like this, it feels like when the hell you're going to use it."
Keep your eyes on the island of destination as you respond to Garnett, who carelessly cared about me.
I can also see where Ambrose was arriving first.
Apparently, it's nestled near the center of an island close to the circle.
I don't even know what you're doing, but I can't even see you doing something big.
The fact that Ambrose on the ground has not even acted in self-defence means that there is at least no imminent danger that we need to do so.
"Captain, do you want to land? It feels like lake water is flowing across the island again, but unlike the other guy, it's a superficial way of flowing."
Return a nod to Ulysses for proposing to land.
"Can you ask? I can see the cause this time, so there's no such thing as a giant creature hiding. From the lake towards the center of the island, the river (...) is streamed (...) in (...) n (...) and (...) y (...) n (...)"
In normal terrain, rainwater shaken to islands and land becomes a river and flows into the waterfront and the sea is the natural way to go.
But this island, the water of the lake flows behind it.
Nevertheless, we are not refluxing the slope in disregard of gravity.
A downhill trench is carved from the shoreline towards the back of the island, with a basin-like terrain that is also lower than the surface of the island, in a form that flows down the sloped waterway to the bottom of the basin.
And a similar waterway was set up in how many parts of the island, giving an atmosphere that was clearly not a natural thing.
In short, it's not just an island, it's an artificial water intake facility.
"You can also see something like Watergate in the waterway. With great skill, we regulate the flow of lake water and constantly pump the right amount into the lower tier."
"Uh, that's a trick you see a lot at the water source or something. I've never seen a submerged water tower before."
Appreciate the role that Alexia has given to the island of destination from the point of view of a mechanical engineer, with a glimpse from the side.
"It would be quick if you even drilled a hole in the bottom of the lake, but that would still clog you with mud at the bottom of the lake or something. I think he wanted to gather only supernatants efficiently because people are no longer around and water pollution seems to be irrelevant."
Indeed, when it comes to the bottom of rivers and lakes, thick layers of mud accompany it.
Avoiding the soil and mud near the bottom, securing scaffolding for maintenance, and yet even concealment from the surroundings, would settle into nature and that shape.
Well, whatever it was, it was convenient for us to take that form.
That would also make it easy to create a front-line base for the Yang Dynamic operation that made it look like a break-in operation.
"Ulysses, take the shore. Unsubpoena the ship just in case. Let's do the landing together."
"Copy that. It's a strength of this skill not to have to keep watch."
Just now Ulysses cut the rudder and stopped the ship on the shore of the island.
Then make sure everyone gets off to land and then activate their skills to send the ship back to its original location.
"Huh... man. I'll take a breather."
Ulysses is holding her hips in sigh, moving her shoulders and neck as she tries to relieve her fatigue.
It seemed quite a heavy labor to stomp on a violently rocking ship and keep cutting the rudder as far as the force was concerned.
"Come on, don't do it, old man! It's a big deal!
Chandler slaps Ulysses on the back in a delightful manner.
It may have been a dear expression as a person, but it seemed a little too powerful for Ulysses' body, and he screamed up and relaxed.
"It just hurt. Give me a break. They're coming all over the place."
"Whoa, no evil."
"Besides, the credit penalty is not until we get back to HQ. He said it was an expedition until he got home. It's possible to do something terrible on the way home."
Ulysses turned his gaze to me on the side as he told Chandler that there was inclusion.
"Besides, Operation Enterprise is the real deal. If this is the limit of your health, you might be rather underpowered, right?
"... No, I don't mind the reflection after I get home, but for the compliment, it's pretty damn good. I can't tell you in case anything happens before I go home, can I?
"Haha, I say scary things. It's very helpful to see reality as a subordinate... whoa, that's not why another Knights regiment leader is here, just in case."
As I've been thinking for a long time, thank you. Ulysses seems to have a habit of trying to get out of the way.
Not worthy of being old...... no, am I going to feel totally tickled to be frankly praised or praised because I am an elderly person?
That puts me in an indescribably complicated mood because my dissatisfaction with not being able to get recognition or do the work I want to do is alive and well.
Honestly, it's not like I don't even know what it feels like because I feel something similar to the young lads at the weapons store, but that's why I have to say what I have to say.
"Thanks, Ulysses. Thanks to you for saving me."
"Thanks for that one. You seem satisfied."
Ulysses walks toward the back of the island, waving in a flirtatious manner.
But in that mouth, there was certainly something like a laugh.