Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

"Well, it's about my master clearing the game safely, and as far as I'm concerned, it's about time you opened it, isn't it?

Around the time Ragdishardt brought down "Gorsauer the Demon King" and brilliantly put an end to the game.

Ayja sent some of her sub personalities to one of the floating islands, where she gave a mocking voice to the two fighting.

Whatever it is, it says, "How long have you guys been doing this? It also includes'.

"Well, even if they say so. To be honest, I want to avoid any hassle."

It used to be a lush forest. But now, in that place, which has been transformed into a burnt field (yakinokara) by the aftermath of the battle, the blackened man - Kuniyi - let him shrug his shoulders lightly.

"Oh, come on, what, time's up. That was surprisingly quick."

Another blackened man - the project also puts his hands behind his head with fluency (relaxation) and tells him to blur.

"... oh man. You guys are probably the ones who made me lose my temper."

Ayja also waved one hand again, one shuddering exhale.

One of the islands surrounding the floating Oshima was almost devastated by the battle between these two people, who preferred to wrap up in pitch black.

Even so, the two of us float (hiccup) as if nothing had happened. While I scattered all this destruction, but neither of them fought for real - I guess that's what I mean.

"- It's not a stumbling block to destroy one island just because it gets twisted. Well, it's as playable as it gets."

This used to be a floating island full of nature, covered in deep woods and with beautiful lakes.

But now there is no shadow of the day. The forest was burned down, the lake dried up, and the life of life died.

Exactly 'hell' - to the point.

No matter how much virtual space, considerable time will have to be set aside to recover this trail of destruction, or Eija, the Creator, will have to put his hands on it directly. Scars are so deep.

"I'll tell you what, I've done very little, haven't I? You're the one who broke these things, Kuniya."

To Aija's bitterness, a project wearing the uniform of the Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights, dyed out in pitch black, shook (lying). Including the fighting gear on his hands and feet - I wonder how fiercely attacked he was - the whole body of the project was worn out. But the only thing that's scratched is clothes and armor, and the person in question doesn't look like he's been seriously injured.

"Oh, well, as I often say, wasn't it you who set me up earlier? Guardians (regulators)"

"Ha, well said, you're the one, aren't you? I'm not even old enough. Keeping your hands on the wandering teenager, was it so heartfelt that they interrupted him? If the place is a place, it's a violation of the ordinance, right? Mr. Destroyer?

The scene was full of intense killings, as Ayja, an artificial intelligence, also knew, although the projects and slopes seemed to slap each other lightly. Both sides have a thin laugh on their mouths, but their eyes can be seen not laughing at all. Kuniya wears sunglasses to hide her eyes, but as long as she's in this space, there's nothing to escape Ayja's gaze or anything.

Spark scattering but occasional gaze bumps were blocked by a sudden intruder.

"- Uh, whoa. I finally found it, Han Kunya."

"Oh, Agnir."

As the girl's voice sounded like a rolling bell from her head, Gunyi took her gaze off the project without hesitation and turned her face towards you.

"... what, no, wow. Ha Ni, unlike us, we've been having a lot of fun.

The girl who sat on a folded Zhu Painted Japanese Umbrella - "The god of the present, Roshdark" Agnir Roshdark, floats in the universe and looks down at the men, smiling with a little devil in their unusual beauty. The girl, who would have flown from the direction of Floating Oshima, slowly lowered the altitude of the Japanese umbrella as it was and descended to the side of Kunigi.

"No, not at all. Now, it never occurred to me to meet someone on the guardian (regulator) side here. I'm in a hurry. It depends on me exposing myself to a little embarrassment. Thank you for joining us, Agnell."

"Oh, really? Is that really true?

"Yeah, my honesty, honesty, you'd know best, wouldn't you?

As teasing, to Agnir, who asks with laughter, Kuniya puts her hand wrapped in pitch-black gloves around her chest and answers it as if it were supremely natural.

But.

"That's impatient. Huh? We don't know anyone with eyes and nose and mouth in" Lies "as well as Kuniya Han."

Agnir thrust aside his sincerity.

"Really? What's your brother there? Friends...... Ya don't seem to"

Chirali, and Agnir, who puzzles the project with a compelling gaze. Her appearance, disfigured in her rugged kimono and luxuriously tied her beautiful silver hair, boasts a luxurious presence at every turn of the spectacular scorching earth.

In response to her question, the project itself, called 'Brother there', answered. Let me deliberately flaunt your shoulders,

"I'm not as good as a name. As you can see, you're a passing explorer (Explorer), lady of the gods of the living. It's the use of" Guardian (Regulator) "as your psycho bastard says."

That's all I said, oh, and I noticed something, and the project gave Agnell a cynical grin.

"- Well, you did. If you're really the god of the living, Roshdark - [formerly an ally and now an enemy], is that it? Isn't that right, goddess of betrayal?

As soon as the project narrowed its eyes slightly and laughed with its nose.

"Hey, kid."

An enormous amount of power condensed the Spirit of the Word was released from Agnir's throat.

At the same time, fierce flames broke out of the space where the girl was, and the flames spread. Thermal waves that burned everything that lived and lived on it alone radiated in all directions and quickly ran through the entire floating island.

"Oh, come on, seriously."

"Oh, my God."

"Oh, boy."

Project, Kuniya, and Ayja show a tripartite response. but no matter how you look at it, all three of them don't show a very hot bare gesture when they say they're wrapped up in a blaze of fire. On the other hand, the earth, which had already become scorched earth, is further seared with flames, deepening its degree of lacquer and black. The fire overflowing from Agnir's entire body is indeed the real thing with the heat.

Neither Agnir nor the wind that cares that the project, which is the spearhead of Hellfire, is on fire, stares at the man in black with red and blue golden and silver demonic eyes (heterochromia).

"I'm sorry to talk to who. If you're the" guardian "dog or yu, we'll stand over you. Head low."

Sitting on a Japanese-style umbrella that floats in the universe, the girl carrying the blast threatens as she exhales the flame from the edge of her lips.

It was the voice that belonged to the young girl, but there was a core of "majesty" that could not be hidden from the sounds flowing deep down. Therefore, the tone of the yakuza was by no means adorable, but full of force enough to freeze his spine and tremble his whole body if he was a regular person.

Except it wasn't the regular people who were here.

"Oh wow wow wow. If there's a god next door to a boulder, I won't be doing my job either. I don't know what else to do. I'm gonna get you out of here."

As if to pay even for dust, the project slaps (soldered) with its hands the flame on the worn battle coat. A gentle tap on his shoulders, arms, and the lit spot of fire put out the flame wrapped around his whole body like a lie.

"That's okay with the game master, isn't it? Then get me the hell out of this game."

pattin, and to a finger-sounding project, Ayja raised one hand,

"Even if you don't tell me."

Smash your arms like you pay for an invisible curtain. The flesh of the project then immediately began to break down into particles of blue and white light.

"Uh, he was a total bone wreck. In the end, Karellen's husband didn't play much of the role entrusted to him, and he couldn't do anything because he met Kuniya of his destiny. Well, next, next. Next is exactly..."

The appearance of a project complaining about Gucci, half-way through the words, dissolved in the atmosphere and vanished.

Gunyi applauds the hand as if it were a trick or something.

"No, you're brilliant. I said it was avatar, but it was a lot of precision. I had no idea that the power of the 'guardian' would still be exerted in this virtual space. Honestly, I'm pretty surprised."

To praise Hiroya, Ayja has no taste.

"Absolutely. I was pretty rotten so that the players wouldn't notice that I was an avatar. To do this, we still have to show our strength without undue shortage, even in the avatar. Well, we couldn't just let the power of Rochedalc and Vikilil there reproduce it."

As Ayja pointed her thin black brown eyes at Agnir, who still kept burning her surroundings, the girl swelled her cheeks and pointed softly.

"Well, after I interrupt... I'm really angry..."

Shortly after he had exhaled pneumonia against the project, he disappeared by Eija's hand. As Agneel, I couldn't say a tenth of what I wanted to say, and literally incomplete combustion was a good place.

"- By the way, you seem to have given my master an extra hand, Kuniya?

"Yeah, well. As you can see, he interrupted me earlier and I didn't go completely. What's that?

To Ayja, who turned a reprehensible eye, but Qu Yi responded plainly. It's a shame, when you just say nostalgic, the opposite is the beginning and end of listening back to the intent of the question.

"How dare you... and I guess I should have said it. Your black blood (Error Blood) has a high erosion rate, so if you do poorly, Meister Ragdis may have become a philosophical zombie in danger."

Ayja beckoned herself as she was shrugged and pretended to wonder if she should express her anger. However,

"Nevertheless, the result was an improvement in the performance of My Master Ragdis. No, should I say [the original power was released]? Without you. [M] Well, thanks to you anyway. [In many ways]. Perhaps I should thank you for that."

Behind Ayja smiling at her mouth, Kunya pointed slightly at her lips. I do my hand on my jaw and look over my sunglasses.

At this time, after all or whatever, the two of them were no longer treating the fierce fire of Agnir, which burned around them, like air.

"Oh? I certainly didn't have a decisive response... but still I should have injected the right amount, right?

So he should have been dyed by my color - and Ayja laughs to throw it away, haha, to Kuniya, who told him so.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Indeed, your black blood (Error Blood) almost dominated the spirit of My Master. But there are other irregular things. See, your power is [incompatible with that of the gods of the living, isn't it?

As Ayja asked, Gunyi slapped his left palm, pong, with his right fist without interruption.

"- Oh, I see. [Vikyril, right?

Agniel, who was pointing that way at this voice, reacted pickly. Just turn your ears to the two of you like a grumpy cat, and say, 'What the hell? Honeymoon, do you want to talk about your sister?' and turn a tremendous interest with a bare gesture that seems uninteresting.

"Really? Apparently you've been neutralized. Indeed, he was the owner of" Royal Blood "and would go well with pure blood (Clear Blood). What I did was far-fetched. I totally lost it. She said she was with Agnell because of it. I'm still immature."

Huh - Oh man, the long-sleeved man drops his shoulder supingly and shakes his neck to the side to expose his dismay.

――

With the earlier name Vikilil and now his own name, Agnir could no longer be pretended to be heard.

Slowly reorient the red and blue eyes towards the two Ayja and Kuniyi. Then the girl of the god of the living came near the man who blackened the Japanese umbrella that floated in the universe.

"Hey, Khunya Han. I heard you now. What? Are we not compatible with Gunyi Han?

"Oh? You didn't know, Agnir"

To Agnir, who had asked the question, Kuniya leaned his neck. Agneal also twists his neck gently, as imitating such a hookup.

"Hey, what are you talking about?

"You're right to ask. My black blood (Error Blood) and pure blood flowing through you (Clear Blood) are literally incompatible. So to speak, fire and water, light and darkness, it's like. We just need to get close, and we'll destroy each other's power."

"Heh... knocking each other out... Hmm..."

Agnir looks at the head to toe of Gunyi with a carefree gaze, as if he were a treasurer.

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but why are you with us? It's not good, is it? We have a clear flow."

Guangyi waved one hand gently at Agnir, who looked at him with a suspicious eye.

"No, [that's why], Agnell"

Haha, and laughs furiously.

"I told you, didn't I? I'm still immature, too, he said. What can I say for myself, but I'm still growing up. We are ashamed to be proud of what we can all be to overcome even incompatibility. If so, isn't it the pinnacle of stupidity to escape something you don't like? Instead, I stand up to myself and get over it - and this is where I come from. Isn't that right?

"No, I don't know. I knew it was creepy, you."

Agnir thrust his confident chest out cold. Its lips are slightly pointy, probably because Gunyi's response was unexpected.

"So I'm sorry to hear that, Kunyi. Brilliant, your thoughts are off, and My Master Ragdis seems to have been able to only inhale the delicious juice. You opened the [lid] in him, but you couldn't rule - one of you lost."

To Ayja, who beat him with an extra look, Kuniya held up the edge of his mouth still slightly as he pushed up the bridge of sunglasses with his fingers.

"Well, fulfill it. What about that? Looking at the colors of Photon Blood, Ragdis, it seems you had your original qualities. How much pureblood reality god is nearby, and that's not enough to solve everything - my [blood] isn't sweet, is it?

Heh heh, and Aija showed her face blatantly to Kuniya, who smiled inclusively. Because he wanted to see where he would regret it, but the blackened man would not show the shard, either.

"Damn, that's all I can say about losing, so it's a big deal, man named you."

"No, it's your word that sounds like a loser to me,"

Even the air, which is burned by Agnir's flames, is charged by tremendous tension.

"Heh heh heh... you say funny things. That's unique."

"Ha ha, no, not so much. Because I am the extreme of all things."

Eija and Kuniyi laugh at each other, but the air in the field increases in intensity rather than soothing. The space seemed to be distorted by negative emotional internal pressures that the two of us wouldn't put on the face.

Eventually,

"- Shall we keep the barren conversation to this extent too? It's time for me to spare you all the resources I need."

Huh, and when Ayja spilled into the sigh, Kuniya also agreed to this.

"Yeah, right. We've had plenty of luxury in wasting our time. It's time for us to have some free time."

"Oh, you should hurry. To tell the truth, I've already put an end to all the processes concerning this space. It will be [something that didn't happen] here soon. Be careful."

"This is it. Thank you for your advice. [Seeds of Yumil]."

"I'm Ayja, [Vortex of Disaster]"

At the end of the day, ironically, when (ah) we rub (rub) each other, the conversation ends.

Thus, at the beginning, the interference in this setting came to an end, with the air of slaughter.

"Shall we go, Agneel?"

"Oh, my goodness."

Agnir on the Japanese umbrella takes the palm when Kuniya reaches out to the sky, who returns his heel on the spot. The pair of men and girls holding hands disappeared as they melted into flames.

Eija, who confirmed the departure of the last two people who were sitting in the virtual space - both of whom are unclear whether they should be counted as "people" - looked only once at the land of the floating island, which still continues to burn by the flames left behind by Agnir.

"Next, I'd like to host a game with more human players, at all."

Groaning in a sense of self-derision, he stopped running his subpersonality as it was.

Eventually, every virtual space can disappear.

Everything went back to nothing.

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Meanwhile, around that time.

It was shortly after Ragdishardt lost consciousness due to Eija's "mischief".

"What did you do?"

Honumoon was instantly fierce. Grab the collar of the fainted boy with both hands and slap his anger around his left eye.

Then, spookily, only the boy's left lid, patsy, opened. A slightly blue-white, shining eye gives a face.

Eija then appeared, trying to seep out of the boy's left eye.

as obvious 3D footage.

"Don't be abusive, Va. - No," Princess Xiaolong. "Master's flesh is exhausting. I need to give him a proper rest. Oh, no, because it was Avatar who was in my game. Not because of that. Instead of you, the recoil of the assistive technique that you've been using today is accumulating. As strange as it's ever been to live."

To a beautiful red-haired boy who speaks white, but the present God girl does not retreat a step. and pierced the gaze of the pale and the golden as a needle,

"Don't make a valve, you fool. [What did you do], the concubine hears. Answer the question. Otherwise..."

Intense surgical power overflowed from the entire body of the honeymoon. It instantly becomes a smiley aura, radiating from a small body towards all directions. It even has physical power. It was, and it was enough to slightly tremble the entire Lunatic Babel.

"- Oh man, the god of the living is short tempered, angry, and you're about to intimidate me. Did I just say that boulders are soul sisters? It's really very similar."

Knowing about Agnir from synchronized memories, Ayja sighed a frightened sigh of similarity to the girl in front of her. When something happens, you get angry instantly, and you really look exactly where you appeal to power -.

…………

It was when Hanumoon was silent and about to solicit even more anger from Ayja, who took a nasty attitude.

"Wait a minute, it's a stop. Stop. Stop imitating danger, Princess Xiaolong. Hurt can't rest properly, can he? Yes, yes, away, away."

Flim broke in between. Let go of Hanumoon's hand, who was grabbing the boy's collar, and try to calm the rough god of the living.

"Mr. Rose, would you kindly say hello to Hart?

"Yes."

That's how she speaks to Rosé, who is the boy's seat using her entire body, before the brunette twin-tailed girl turns her gaze to Ayja.

"Ma, I roughly knew you were doing something to Hart from his reactions, but you must be really okay with that, right?

Eija answered with dignity and chest to the flim, which she sees with subtle eyes that are neither favorable nor disgusting.

"Absolutely. I don't lie. This is how the contract was signed. My master and I are a Lotus Trustee. His life is mine. So I just want you to trust me there. My Master Ragdis' life, I'm sure I'll try to save it."

To Eija, who undertakes with a full grin, Flim strokes Princess Xiaolong's head with one hand, nodding. But he said, "Don't touch me with ease. No!," he shook off with his hand slapped with a petin from an angry present god girl. I don't even care about that.

"Hmmm...... I hope so. But you know I can't trust you right away, right?

He lowered his voice and poked his sharp tongue at Ayja.

"Yeah, that's a good split, Milliverty Flim. The boulder is my master's sister's precious share. Emotionally rich, yet with a sober perspective and judgment. Surprisingly for commanders, aren't you?

"Ah too - whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Flim spurned with all his might the mention of Ayja, who had praised herself to delude herself, accumulated in plenty of stash. A long twin tail leaps through the universe like it's alive, as you swing your head.

"You know what, you know what? I mean, what the hell did I do to the athletes? I'll tell you what. As long as you don't get this drop, no matter how much you're on Hart's side [if you're not going to be on Hart's side], they're going to have to do everything in their power to get you out of Hart's body. You don't really understand that, do you?

Having a sober perspective and judgment is not the same as not having a rash of emotions. Hence Flim was' calm ',' calm 'and at the same time' angry '.

After clearly showing the [compromise] where both sides can strike their hands, draw the line exactly that they will never give way anywhere else.

"So explain. What the hell made you do such a bad taste for? What are the terms and conditions necessary for your contract with Hart? What did you want? No, seriously."

Bishi, and with the index finger of his right hand, indicate Eija and request an explanation.

In contrast, Ayja showed a one-handed jaw-dropping motion.

"... it's not necessary for me to make friendships with you..."

Lightly brewed black brown eyes were directed toward Noble Prominence Nights, the Knights of Pale Red Flames, staring in turn at the faces of Flim, Honeymoon and Rosé and sharing the joy of their last survival in a remote place.

"- Nevertheless, it's more obvious than seeing fire that My Master will ask for [such things]. All right, all right. I'll meet your demands."

Conceived and nodded, Eija spread her arms left and right like wings, as an indication of opening her chest collar.

chuckles, with a full smile, telling.

"Let's get this straight. Let me see if you deserve to be one of My Master Ragdis."

Needless to say, the three ladies on the spot were out of line.

■

In conclusion.

In response to Eija's explanation, the three Hanumoon, Flim and Rosé showed a certain understanding.

At the same time, he also expressed an irresistible dissatisfaction.

"I mean, half of it was our test to confirm Mr. Rugg's strength, the other half. That's why."

"Oh, you're right. Anyway, he's my master. Being nearby still has to be quite the opponent."

Eija nodded contentedly to Rosé's faint confirmation. That voice is mixed with particulates of intoxication somewhere, and the three girls still look at each other's faces and make sure they have the same emotions.

"- What do you mean? You mean the guy who died in that game failed, and the guy who survived passed? With that impossible gay shit? Are you insane?

Ayja gave her fingers a good thump to Flim, who actually stares with frigid purple eyes.

"Absolutely right. So I want you to feel safe. You guys passed. That's true of Miss Sword and a few others over there. But unfortunately, no other humans. They have no right to be with My Master Ragdis."

"Don't slap your clever, windy mouth, you crazy bastard"

An arrow of hostility was shot into Ayja from Hanumoon, who called the members of the 'NPK' uselessly in the dark.

"If you can say it, say the same thing again in front of Lato. At that time, who the hell would lose the right to be with Lato?

"Whoa, this guy's poking at the pain, Princess Xiaolong. That's for sure. What you say and do now wasn't what My Master liked. Well, that's why [I'm telling you now]."

Ayja flaunts her shoulder and tongues her tongue into a honeymoon that comes with a strong twist. In response to that motion, a smeared aura sprayed up from the dwarf body of the god of the living again, buzzing.

"Whatever it is, rejoice. Princess Xiaolong, you naturally, the two of them there - Millibertiflim and Loltrinze Volkling. Because all of you passed the test in the cluster BVJ (Bullish Violet Jokers). Therefore, I will not rule you out, at least from me. I knew I didn't have to."

"... you don't say too much about anything? That's all you got, all that space, all that bucket stuff? You......"

"Well, it looks like this. It's an overarching program of facilities that support this world, so I... I can say it myself, but it's quite a big deal. There is no such thing as creating a fictional race in virtual space and making a history of fiction. Besides, it was fun, wasn't it?

The moment Ayja was tsunami (lying) with an uncontrolled smile, the air on the field obviously froze.

Honumoon and Flim naturally turn even Rosé's cold gaze at him. But Ayja didn't have to pay any attention.

"Oh, yeah, you forgot to mention something important. Most importantly - you guys could have grown a lot through this game. You don't mind me thanking you for that, do you? Look, it was a game. There must have been a lot of so-called [EXP] in you guys."

As Eija waved gently, several laminated AR screens unfolded around him. There are still images and videos of ghosts' "Gigantic" and "Gorsaua the Demon King".

"All of them are mighty enemies. Exactly a huge chunk of experience. That's all you defeated, and even you survived as players the moment Lasbos'" demon king Gorsaua "was defeated. Even if My Master defeats him alone, experience is something that will be distributed to his peers. Must have had a lot of experience."

"... what? Huh? No, wait a minute? You... what are you talking about?

Flim, who completely left me and ate my blush, slammed into Ayja, who began to speak so well.

"What, though we're talking about a game? You went through it with your own -- no, with a virtual body."

"Yes, no, no, no, no, wait a minute. Huh? No... Huh? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, he's in trouble. I'm not going to have a very difficult conversation..."

"What are you looking so unexpected with a bee! You know, you may not know because you're like a game character from the beginning, but humans are not that simple a creature. Because it's not normal for a point to increase its status for that matter. It's not fantasy. Please, can you talk to me on a reality basis?

Flim waves with a squeaky face, snug, and. If you don't want to talk seriously, go away, and Ayja picks her jaw again and thinks about it.

The conclusion was drawn immediately.

"Hmm... well, if you don't believe me, you don't have to. Surely there is a good chance that what I know is different from what you know about reality.

It was no use explaining it in detail, which was the answer given by Eija. When appropriately told to roll in smoke, it was Ayja who waved and struck out this topic.

However,

- Later, you'll see.

And with the volume of voice you can hear or not, leave that out.

■

In the end, Ayja continued to [slacken] the pursuit of Hanumoon and Flim.

I have to understand that when we get here, neither one of us is going to get to the boulder, and Eija doesn't seem to be going to tell the truth.

I guess that got me thinking about my own difficulties, however.

Eija made such excuses for Hanumoon, Flim, and Rosé.

"- Although this was something I didn't really want to say. There's no way to get credit from you, let me tell you."

Ayja, who foreshadowed it so, laid her hands on her own chest,

"I signed an absolute obedience pact with My Master Ragdis. You know what I mean? Absolute obedience. I mean, I can never refuse his orders. Whatever it is, I have to do it. Do you know what this means?

In other words:

"- If you tell me to die, I'll have to die. So naturally, if you tell me to get out of my body, I'll have to get out of my master right away. If you do that now, my master will die before I do."

Ha ha, and the boy's life, Ayja laughs as if it were a candle fire that would go out if blown.

"What do you say? Depending on the matter, there won't be any more safety devices (Wholes Proof)? Oh, of course I don't mind you telling My Master about this. If he hadn't passed out, he'd have explained it to me straight away. Nevertheless, all decisions are in My Master Ragdis… I just hope you understand that."

I am nothing but a slave - Ayja mocked herself somewhere, and then said happily.

Honumoon et al. naturally did not trust all of his words. Ayja says she won't lie to herself, but she doesn't know how far she can trust her.

However, there is room for thought. If what Eija says is true and if he is an AI of specifications that can only be absolutely obedient to Ragdishardt, it can certainly be a great force for some to use.

"- All right. I'll tell Rato the words and confirm them. Until then, don't do anything unnecessary, [Chemical/Biochemical]"

On behalf of the three, Hanumoon downwards (crept) Shah (did). At the same time, stab the nail so as not to imitate any more (so-called) indiscretions.

"Absolutely. Like My Master, maybe you guys will be [in a long relationship]. Let's build trust."

to words that were even slightly caged in the Spirit of the Exotic God, but Ayja returned them carelessly. Smile at your mouth and even make it wink.

- Well, then, let's get you back to your honor and send you downstairs.

"Bottom...?

The first person to react to Ayja, who uttered a disturbing word, was Rosé, who was holding Ragdishardt's body from behind.

What are you going to do - take Amber's gaze and Ayja clasps her neck small.

"Oh, no, no, I hope you don't misunderstand. I'm not going to do anything extra. I'm just trying to get you guys to move to the city as a thank you for hanging out so far."

"Metastasis…"

To be sure, Rose repeated the word in her mouth.

I have already been made to go through many times about compulsory metastases. Therefore, there is no longer a need for confirmation such as' is that possible '. However,

"... so you're not going to let it transfer to the outside of a floating city - no, [the outside of a floating island], etc?

to Rosé, who dared to stand on the slope and let her take it,

"Oh, nice. That's funny, too - but of course I wouldn't do that. Most importantly, my master's serenity is a priority now. We need to move it somewhere safe."

Even though he was about to leak the truth by accident, Ayja made sure her husband's safety was paramount.

"Ma, if it's about so-yu, it's best to sweeten it to your words. What are you doing down Renababe with a boulder in charge of a hart? Perhaps Mr. Villey and the others can help, but I'm also the one who makes it annoying. Hey?"

Hmm, and stretching, Flim accepts Eija's suggestion. And stared at the faces of Hanumoon and Rosé and asked for their consent.

If safety is to be ensured, there is no denying it - we both agreed. Above all, it was a common sentiment among the three of us that we wanted to give the boy a little softer rest on the bunk.

"Apparently, an agreement has been reached. Let's move quickly."

"Wait, don't. Explain to Villey and the others yet."

Hanumoon pointed to the noisy 'NPK' over there, though.

"Huh? Don't you want it?

To put it mildly, Ayja quickly slapped her lifted hands together.

Bread, and a dry sound rings.

For a moment, the entire body on the spot was simultaneously transferred to another coordinate.

■

For one thing, let's cut the details.

Just to conclude plainly, I'm going to say it first.

When I realized I was standing in a strange place.

"- What?... What do you mean...?

I groan in a whiny [sweet scent].

'No, why not? This is an unexpected result for me, too. No, I'll tell you what, my master? This is [not on purpose], it's true. Perhaps - well, if I were to put it into words so that it could be properly passed on to you too, it would be the work (on purpose) of a black bug. Damn, they did. I can't believe we were setting this kind of trap. Next time I see you, I'll bust you with me. I will always help you then. "

I can't help but complain about the unexpectedness of the sight that spreads in front of me, even though Ayja curls up some excuse in her head.

No, I'm not the only one. The whole body on this spot - that is, Hannu, Mr. Rose, and Flim - stood up flashly.

Right now, we're not in the Lunatic Babel.

And the virtual space created by Eija - not either.

That's why...

If you look up, the ether extends everywhere.

If you look at the end, a ridge of mountains stretches to the end of the earth.

Turn around behind you, a cliff that stands everywhere.

That is.

"... outside...?

Yes, I couldn't help but be outdoors.

Let's go into more detail.

We were on a mountain that would have sucked clear air.

"... no, no... or maybe I don't... I mean this [smell]..."

However, as mentioned earlier, the air that surrounds us is not at all clear.

Rather, it was full of odors to the contrary.

I don't know what it smells like.

"... Lato, Ko, what if this...!?

Hannu, once sane, turned his dismayed face to me. Wana Wana and the trembling little girl, at the same time surprised, were dew (alas) their irresistible excitement.

Specifically, sparkling etherochromia of ethereal and gold.

"- This is [a little]! Isn't [hey this - and]!? This, everything......!!

Buh, and spread his arms, and Hanu shouted out loud so that he could not contain it.

Yes - our standing ground, the cliffs that soar as huge walls, the mountain skin that keeps flowing down to the foot like a trout... it was all made of [chocolate].

Definitely no longer.

I've only heard the story many times, although I've never actually been here.

Yes, this is...

- [Chocolate Mountain].

It was one of the many (and again) relics in the world.

Continued