When I woke up, I felt the warm vitality fill my whole body and slowly circle through my body.

God's words and thoughts lit a fire in me.

Then, getting ready - we were dramatically dropped off by the people, and as we boarded the riverboat, we left town and went down the river.

To fight a dragon. To fulfill my vows.

And I got off the ship that night (...).

Lightly, in the shadow of the neighborhood's river Pepper rocks.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

On behalf of several people, I slapped him more and more on the chest and said, on the shiny steel chest armor, the hips sword a bright red sheath.

Red-faced, thirty tangled adventurers on thick arms.

Three years ago, Mr. Leistoff called me "Braffer."

I learned the name again later, but Mr. Marks said.

"Yes, please follow my prior arrangements."

"Heh."

Nodding, Mr. Marks laughed niggly.

"Every time, thank you for talking about making money."

"No."

"I hope that you will continue to do so."

Thus, when he slapped Mr. Leistoff on his shoulder, he went down the river with his companions and left.

Me and Mr. Leistoff dropped it off quietly.

Now, turning around, Lu had a pompous look on his face. Mr. Gerreyes is a little surprised, too.

Speaking of which, I stayed down on these two.

"Hey, why are you disembarking here? Anyway, if you want to earn a little more distance..."

Yeah, I nodded.

If you do go down the river like this and cross the woods for the western mountains, that's right. But...

"I know that comes (...), and the demons (...)"

Saying so, Lulu looked hard, and Mr. Gerreyes nodded to the point of becoming.

Yes, the mountains are filled with witty Natsuo demons, along with sleep-eyed evil dragons.

- If you behave in a way that your opponent foresees, you will take the lead.

"We started going down the river. Maybe it's time for the Lower Devil or his Usager to start watching from afar.

Trying to locate the landing point.

Commander, the demons in the class will foresee the path we will follow, and they will want to kill us. "

It is unclear what the relationship between the devil and the evil dragon is currently.

Hopeful pictorial surfaces, such as the demons sitting at the mercy of evil dragons, are eliminated from being stormed by the base.

It would be reasonable to assume that they would intercept at least each separately, or at worst, in concert.

"That's why -"

And I go straight into the rock shade by the river. I followed Lu, and I opened my eyes.

There it was, a slender silhouette riverboat secretly arranged by Mr. Tonio.

"Up the river (...)"

Just as I was checking my hand gear and all kinds of information while I was lost.

Naturally, I was thinking of a strategy to attack the mountain.

The Iron Rust Mountains were once called the Candlestick Mountains, and there was a prosperous country.

At the technological level of this era, no major city can be established other than beside a massive water source.

If so, naturally, there is a vast stream of water nearby.

We analyzed it from the neighborhood's geographic information and confirmed it with the Dwarves, but it's a diversion of this great river.

If so, it goes back up, down the river from the branch point - breaking in (...) from the other side of the mountain range.

"Where the demons are standing on the front porch, they're planning to kick through the back door and go wild."

That's why I asked Mr. Marks and the others for shadow men.

They repeated their thoughtful movements of dispersed disembarkation or sailing out again as they were, going down to the White Sail Capital and stirring the eyes of the devil.

… that's exactly what Braffer looks like.

By the way, the disguise is under Vi's supervision. "It feels like I'm used to fighting like a knight at the end! Oh, good-looking, but not charai's! And no more nayonayo!" and so on.

Thanks to this, it became a group that felt like the "Holy Knight in line" as the song imagined.

The rewards were paid more than enough, and the morale of the adventurers who took part was high because Vivi declared that he would also sing about the activities of The Shadow Knights, in addition to my dragon exorcism Tan at the dawn of success.

He's a member who can deal with it as long as the lower demons attack him, and he'll do it well.

And then, while we're looking at their positive moves, we can either go down the back of the mountains from another route or...

If I thought so, Lu would say something.

I slapped Lu's shoulder like that, and Menel pounded.

"Don't worry about it. Sometimes this guy looks like he deserves it, and this is the kind of hand he hits."

"… I heard that you are both intelligent and brave, but you even have military talent."

"I don't think that's such a big deal..."

No, and Lu shook his head left and right.

Speaking further south of the Torch Port, there is also a danger zone in the reclaimed lakeshore city of the Upper King!

Wonderful idea and courage if you dare break through there where even adventurers of war can't get their hands on the swirling fog!

That's what they said. I...

Somehow, when I had trouble reacting and cheeked, I said:

"... no, it's my parents' house there"

Everyone but Menel peeled a little.

In the morning sun, the invisible ship is silent...... but proceeds at a great speed.

As a result of my "Hidden Words (Invisibility)" on the ship, Menel called on the Wind Fairy and cast the "Chasing Wind (Taylor Wind)" and "Silent (Mute)" spells.

For once, there is a chance that the demons who are looking for the resurrection of the "Upper King" are monitoring the entry and exit of people on the river at a separate mouth.

It's also silly to be perceived in strange places and ruined with the intention of backing it up, so I decided to make sure it was complete around there.

Using various other techniques, the presence of ships retroactive is hidden.

If we go so far, we can't detect unless we retain a large number of opposing elements, including the phrase "concealed nursing", Sea Invisibility.

And from the devil's point of view, surveillance of the direction up the river is not enough place to spend that much resources.

Even if it's actually retroactive, I don't feel any weird signs or glances.

Maybe the demons haven't found it.

... Actually, if they have been found and the Devils' siege mesh is waiting for them somewhere else they have moved on, there is no other way to laugh and cut through it.

These readings are similar to moving around in deep fog.

Unlike games like chess and chess, you can't detect all the movement of an opponent.

Consider the possibilities possible, choose a path that leaves wider possibilities, and proceed with faith in your decision in the fog.

"It's hard………….."

And in the fog I shrugged.

Now the ship was in the fog.

When I left the ship after that, I briefly explained my birth, etc.

I was surprised, but I never suspected the story itself.

That's all there is to trust, there are times when I'm treated like a hero, and there are soils where peculiar births are easily accepted.

Menel was flat that it was a story he heard once... and on the contrary, the biggest reaction would have been Lu.

Mr. Leistov and Mr. Gerreis listened calmly when they spoke in an orderly fashion, although it was only at first that they had peeled off their eyes a little.

However, in talking about immortality, that's where it reversed.

Lu knew I was being watched by Immortals, so he calmed down and listened and even supplemented me.

Conversely, Mr. Leistov and Mr. Gerreis did not know, so he said, "I have my eyes closed and I may be intervening in this journey," and at the same time he looked very surprised.

Dragons to the devil. Everyone will think that they are sorry for anything more. Neither do I.

…………

Well, as for Immortal Stagnate, I don't think he's even aggressively attacking us.

Unwillingly...... very unwillingly, they seem to like it. Very disgusting though!

Just thinking about it made me feel like that red-eyed raven was flying from somewhere, and I shook my head from left to right.

When I kicked the extra out, I turned my gaze to the fog in front of me.

"Is this… The Fog of Lost (Maize Fog)"

"Yeah."

I nodded at Mr. Gerreyes's inquiry.

"Is magic at the top of the Lost Alley (Maize Array), which is planted in the College of the Wise?"

- I heard rumors, but you've never seen them before. "

"Wow……………."

Mr. Leistoff also raps a little more than usual about encounters with the unknown.

Lulu and others are sparkling.

"Isn't that one of the top magic?

I know there was such a thing in the deepest depths of my hometown's Great Forest, and I guess I could have used it around the oldest...

... not even the elder of a thousand years living elf, with a life expectancy of several decades or people there? You're mastering this and taking advantage of it?

Seriously? I nodded at Menel's question.

Seriously. I mean, in action, I'll leave the Word of Existence Obliteration or something.

"Now, I'm going to make a Loop Hall, so wait."

Focus your consciousness.

The flow of mist, from within its mana, reads the Word that dwells there, parses its syntax, and deciphers its context.

- I found out after I got out of the public, but Gus's brush is a tremendous habit.

That's what I assumed when I was taught, and I was surprised at the difference between the "Word" in the material borrowed from the college and the polite, readability conscious grammar.

Here's how to describe it.

It's not like it's a dirty code in a program. It's rather terribly efficient and concise, but that's just going too far.

The genius, Gas, compresses to the extreme for convenient use, which is why it is poorly readable.

Aside from himself, Gus probably wasn't willing to make sense of the phrase he wrote.

Maybe even bringing around the Hyram Master, the sage of The College, must be the wings that twist his neck.

"Mm-hmm... because the placement of this Word is this way, and here it is..."

Of course, the word is engraved in a horribly crusty sequence than this fog junction is also a preparation of gas.

If a normal wizard wants to break through, he must be forced to struggle very hard.

- It's just, of course, an obstacle that doesn't make sense to me.

"If you're talking about gas, plant this here... here it is, isn't it?

So, let him think so. Here's the trap, "

Let your fingers dance and pour the Word into place in the mist.

Then the fog retreats into a tunnel.

"Let's go."

It's like unlocking my parents' doors.

I don't have any particular difficulty.

Through a long misty tunnel, my vision opened all at once.

Fresh breeze blows through.

Up the river, along the vast lake, a stone city stretched out.

Ancient or medieval winds. You can also see tall towers and beautiful arched water bridges.

... all of which were ancient and abandoned.

The roof of the building has collapsed by the way, and the lacquer on the wall has peeled off unbroken.

From the cobblestone gap in the street, grass stretches, green crawls and moss tangle and stick to the building here and there.

The streets where men once had their livelihoods decayed with greenery.

All of it was gently illuminated by the sun's light.

…………

On the spine, a tremor runs.

A nostalgic sight. I really miss the sight.

How many times have I dreamed of coming back here?

A slender river ship retraces the river when it loses its sound.

Clear water reflects sunlight to reach the glittering lake.

- I saw a small hill.

On the hill, the remains of an ancient temple lie quietly.

As it was then. unchanged.

"Ah..."

Tears seep.

Emotions are unnecessarily heartbroken by the intense flux of emotions.

"Hey."

And, Pong, he slapped me in the back.

"…… Menel?

"Go on. Take the boat and we'll catch up later."

"Ah..."

If they told me that, I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Thanks!"

He leaps from ship to shore as he screams.

When you jump a few meters over a breath, you land on the shore, you're in too much of a hurry to fall, and you rush to rebuild -

Run through the familiar ruined city.

Run through.

The landscape is gaining momentum and flows from left to right.

He jumped over the obstacle, shorted his breath, and ran like a child.

The temple is approaching.

Run up the hill.

"Brad, Marie, I'm home now! Later!

When they rush to their graves to greet and pray for their return, they open the temple door vigorously.

"Gus, I'm home -!!"

... It was silence that brought me home.

The sculptures of those nostalgic gods, bathed in light from the skylight, remain intact.

The temple was very quiet.

"Ah, fuck......?

Look around the left and right.

Look around the temple and call on it several times.

"Gas? …………………… gas?

To where?

Gus...?

"Gus, aren't you there?... Gus?

My anxiety is getting worse.

The rush tightens the chest.

Gus?

"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!?

And I jumped shouting from behind. [M]

Looking back.

"Ah, ah, ah…………………………."

"Oh, my God, you're such an enemy!

Translucent blue and white figure. With a badly eyed, bigoted eagle nose.

That figure of putting the robe together, as I had in mind,

"Uhm.... well done. I'm home, Will."

- Grandpa Gus, there he is.