The first thing I thought about moving to a different world was that this was the other world my father (...) told me as a child to (...) sleep (...) stories (...).
The day of an admission ceremony for a certain high school.
As we listened to the principal, a magic formation appeared at his feet.
Surprised by the sight, the light grew stronger.
I meditated my eyes on the intensity of that light. Eventually, when the light stopped, we opened our eyes and stayed in a different auditorium than we had been in earlier.
There was a magic formation inside the stone room that supposedly called us.
There were many people beside them, but it was a middle-aged man wearing a rope decorated with lavish ornaments that caught his attention in particular. To the man a man and a woman wearing the same rope around him whispered, "Here we go. The ritual is a success!" "Now the future of our country is cheap," he said.
The first man who caught our attention to confusion knelt before us and said this.
"Welcome, migrants," he said.
Torah? What do you mean? If you could at least write it in kanji, it would be somehow, but you'll see.
When I tried to ask what that meant, the man.
"I think we're confused because we don't know where we are or why we're here, but please, come here. I'll tell you about the neighborhood."
I said, I opened the door with my hand. I knew this would mean answering the door first, and we decided to follow the instructions for now.
After that, he was led to a place where a man named Stedon I was the king of this country.
Meanwhile, there was no explanation at all, and when I arrived in the room, there was a man wearing a crown with a full throne. I probably found out that the man was Stedon I.
And when the man who led us came to the stone steps and went to the king's side, the man told him.
I don't think the king normally talks about this place because he reads too many novels like that?
The conversation was still going on while I was thinking about it.
To interpret, the reason we are here now is because of years of famine and drought that have beset our country in Eldias. Look at that. The neighbors will invade, so please help me. If we can save the country, we'll find a way to get them back into the world.
When I heard that story, I thought it would be a lie.
Because I thought that both this room and the equipment of the soldiers beside the king were hung with tremendous gold on all the king's ornaments sitting on the throne.
Soldiers' armor is shiny on top of clean, unharmed, and gold and silver yarn are supposedly used because of the light exposure of the fabric they are wearing. All ten fingers of the king were fitted with fingerrings embedded with big jewels.
I thought the country was in trouble or something.
But some of us were in tune when we heard about it.
I wondered if I didn't have eyes to see people or if those eyes were pitfalls.
There are no teachers or parents among us. That means all the students in the auditorium are there.
I prayed that few idiots could do anything without the eyes of their parents or teachers, as we were all close to one hundred and fifty together in the third grade.
When I heard that, Stedon was in a good mood for the rest of his life.
I put the feast there and went into the prepared room and lay down in bed.
But the other world, Eldias?
I meditated on my eyes and fell asleep thinking it was an interesting edge to be summoned to another world where my father had been.
The day after the feast.
We had breakfast, and they showed us to a room.
I don't know where it is in the training field, but they say the pain will be pseudo-reproduced in the game field where it is, but eating enough damage to die won't kill them.
You had a late-night cartoon of martial arts about that a while back. I forgot the title of the cartoon though.
I wasn't interested, but a friend of mine suggested I do the cartoon, Blu-ray. Regardless, politely declined.
Now that we know we're not going to die in training, we've decided to do it.
The first step was to choose the weapon you wanted to use.
I let my eyes shine unexpectedly when I saw it.
Snake belly sword. Sickle. The spear. Axe. There was a large amount of magic props called Demon Bullet Guns in an unusual place.
Phew. Usually calm. I've seen weapons from other worlds, too.
But a demon bullet (...) gun (...)? My father (...) told me that a dead friend made it, but is it true?
Asking the soldiers around there, they said it was a magic prop developed by migrants summoned to a country that perished on a continent near this country.
Incidentally, the emigrants died in the last battle against the demonic tribe, but they said that a child had been made between them and the princess of that country, and that the children's descendants were now a family of principal-kings of the Principality, whose name was not known on the continent.
My father told me the first half of the story, but I was surprised to hear the second half.
I started training thinking this would not be a souvenir story for my father.
There was no way to die, so at first, I was surprised and wielded the weapon I had chosen, but by the end of the day, no one was wielding the weapon.
At the end of the training, now the beauty and the beautiful man welcomed me.
There were many idiots who saw it and stretched it under their noses.
Do you want me to entertain beautiful men and women where I am tired of training? This had a sense of crisis in the so-called honey trap.
But when I pointed that out, I thought I was going to be assassinated as a dangerous person or a disturbing being, and I dared to hang on to that honeytrap.
I didn't fall in love with a woman of my choice!
But I accidentally follow the woman with my eyes. What is this feeling?
There were quite a few months when I received a welcome welcome welcome with a beautiful man and a beautiful woman while doing such training and studying the currency of letters.
The training brought out demons, but we took them down with hesitation.
At first, it was small, but we thought it was a problem. It gradually grew medium and large.
When I got medium-sized, I knocked them down in collaboration.
The knight who saw our training said, "You can defeat a great warcraft with this arm."
I know the difference between demons and warcraft from my father, but people I don't know heard the difference.
The color of the fur and body varies depending on the solids, the size and so on, but the biggest difference is that it is strong.
It has enough power to wipe out one unit when it becomes a large Warcraft.
We all rejoiced when we found out we had so much power.
So happy that Canterbell came under us.
"Earlier, a report came from the south. I hear there's a dragon raging in the south. I want you to take this down."
That's what I said.
When I heard of the dragon, I came up with the idea of a bat feather and a four-legged lizard.
That's not enough information, so I tried to ask about the dragon ecology.
You said, "Oh, you got a chance to show us our arms."
"Rigging off is a weak guy away from the herd. I'm sure."
"But since it means dragons, even if you're weak, you'll get all kinds of materials."
"Oh, you're right in the game!
"All right, I'll get my fangs."
"Well, I'm horns, scales and skins"
"That would be too much. One of them."
"At least I'm glad it's big enough to get us all something."
Everyone was ready to head south laughing and talking
I thought this was dangerous. Indeed, we have gained strength enough to defeat a large demon.
That said, I don't know how strong that dragon is.
It's reckless to challenge such an opponent to battle.
I stopped everyone. Let's get the information first and set up an operation with it, though.
"There's no way Ryuki's gonna let us lose."
"That's right. We're invincible immigrants."
They didn't even consider my story.
On the contrary, the end of cursing me as a coward or something.
Still, I decided to follow everyone. To help everyone here.
We got to the south when Canterbell told us to.
When I looked at the map, it was about time I got to the point where I thought the dragon would be if I kept going.
Everyone was singing a school song about how they felt coming to the picnic.
It's a detour through swallowing. I don't know when this place is going to be a battlefield.
Walking with that in mind. Black smoke was rising from across the hill.
Maybe there's a dragon in there. When I found out, I set up the weapon that everyone had and rushed out to where the smoke was rising.
What I saw earlier when I ran out was hell.
"Ugh, wow..."
"What is it? This..."
"Oh, it's impossible..."
Over the hill, the ground was burning.
I don't know if it was originally a city or a castle or something, but it was originally the wall that took the enemy's attack didn't play its part and burned black.
All the parts of the wall were burnt, and all the buildings in the wall were burned.
I don't know if there are residents because of the enthusiasm, but there must have been quite a lot of people there because it was built quite widely in Heijo.
But no one came the way we came. It was easy to predict that he could not escape with this flame and burned to death.
In the burning ruins of everything, there was an overwhelming presence.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
Its presence walked gently through the burning ruins with two legs, making the wings grow on his back from time to time.
It was so immense, ambitious, mighty, a being that emitted a sense of existence that would even be willing to resist.
A prestige that could even kill God. An overwhelming aura that makes you even fear and awe.
If I were to describe this existence in words, I would just say one word.
I could say God of Destruction.
"Wow, wow, wow, wow"
"Yabe, seriously yabe ⁉"
"There's no way. Hey, uh, ⁉"
"If you don't, we'll all be damned."
As soon as everyone saw the dragon, their legs were crouched, but when one ran away screaming, most followed.
"Here, don't run away"
He's older than me, and the guy I think is in third grade because his tie was green raises his voice to stop everyone, but nobody heard that voice.
"Damn. Then just me."
In that case, he set up the weapon in his possession and threw it out.
I tried to stop but it was too late.
The dragon opened his mouth when he said that he would reach the dragon's feet a little later.
I saw a black light from that mouth. The next moment, a black ray was fired from the dragon's mouth.
The third graders, who received black light, evaporated.
"" "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ⁉" "
"Run. Everybody, run."
They all turned their backs and ran away when I urged them to run away with my voice up.
I stayed on the spot until I saw everyone escape completely.
Fortunately, the dragon doesn't seem to exist enough to be concerned about our existence or anything, and it didn't look like it was going to attack this one.
"Nishien Temple. We can all escape now."
"Okay."
With friends who helped us escape with me, we fled to the King's Capital at first sight.