Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

At the corner of the facility for wizards belonging to the Baron Berne, these sad voices have recently been heard.

A room large enough for a hundred people to lie down on, with no windows, walls, floors and ceilings, and magic that does not leak out explosions and sounds inside, regardless of the space.

Anyone who visits this room will have the impression that it is some kind of lab or workshop.

"Hi, Hi, Hi"

"Hyakui-chi, hyakuni-ii, hyakusa-n ..."

"500 high-grade marbles, 1,000 middle-grade marbles, 3,000 low-grade marbles, and junk germs ..."

Place an object like a pedestal on the desk and turn on the object, repeat the work of turning over some documents and checking the number, do the work of replenishing the magic stone that has lost magic power There are about 20 people in total.

There are old and young, men and women. All twenty of these are part of the Baronian Wizard and are engaged in the work done in this room.

All are silently concentrating on the task at hand.

They are like automatic dolls that repeat the instructions in a simple manner, but they also ring like bells, but when they hear the bell at the workplace and inform them of the time of the break, they stop at a good break and go to the rest room. Head for.

You can take your own break, but you can take a break at the required time to be sure to take it at least once in the afternoon and in the afternoon.

The break room, which is filled with incense that has a calming effect, is equipped with chaise lounges, circular sofas, books for recreation, Sugoroku, card games, and tools for playing pawns.

Of course, the baths of the Baron's specialty are also adjacent, and some people go humming while singing humming to the bath to get rid of their physical and mental fatigue and dirt.

The chefs taking turns in the cafeteria in the break room to prepare freshly prepared meals at any time, prepared today with porridge full of cheese and mushrooms, fried river fish and various sauces, A variety of beverages, excluding vegetable and bean soups, pickled cabbage and onions, candied apples, and sake.

A girl in glasses holding the same menu talks to a forty man sitting at the cafeteria desk.

The man is a middle-aged wizard who opened a private school at Dekel and Galois to teach students at Galois Magic Academy, and the girl with glasses is named Sunan, a graduate of Galois Magic Academy.

"Dekel, how's the work going?"

What Dekel is in charge of is sorting the magic crystals sorted according to purity into further sizes and processing them into a unified standard set by the Baron of Bern.

"Oh, oh, maybe 70% of my goal."

"That's terrible, so we'll end up with the deadline."

"You look good, but what about?"

Dekel revived Snann, a child of her age, and included a risotto with steam and rich cheese scent.

The rich aroma of cheese and the flavor of salt and pepper provide a good stimulus to the sleeping tongue and head. If you put a piece of candied apple into your mouth, rich sugar seems to permeate your tired brain.

"I only need to replenish the magic stones that have been emptied, and most of the replenishment is done automatically by the replenisher. you know"

"Still, it's still a patient task. Oh, oh, but at least it feels good."

"Finally?"

Unlike Dekel, Sunan asked an elderly colleague while drinking milk tea full of spices and sugar. Dekel answers with a laugh and laugh.

"It's a war, a war. My lord at first managed the territory in the sightseeing area, but it has been going on for a short time, or even now.

People and funding are clearly being devoted to war-conscious areas, and the work we're working on assumes that the war will use a lot of magic.

We're mainly related to germs and spirit stones, but would other Golem divisions be embarked on mass production of simple golems and securing repair materials? "

"Ah, yes, that's right. Dekel is really different from my experience."

"I think you're a bit naive or sparse."

"It's tough for my colleagues!"

Sunan makes an angry gesture and protests against Dekel, but does not seem too angry if she continues to carry gruel and porridge. Dekel does not seem to care about Sunan's attitude at all.

"Han, I feel cheeky that my salary is the same as my younger habit."

"Well, the salary here is much better than the market price. Well, after I graduated from Magic Academy, my job hunting didn't go well, for me, a dark world called unemployed It is a ray of hope that has been inserted into the light.

Since there is a piecework payment in addition to the basic salary, isn't Dekel working one after another? The more you work, the more you earn! Um, it's like a dream to come this day when you can get so much money ... "

Remembering the days when she was modestly employed and not eating, she really began to sob.

In Bern, besides Sunan, there are many graduates and dropouts of the Magic Academy who have been occupied by jobs, and work in many departments such as the Golem Division, the Grant Magic Division, and the Summon Magic Division.

Apart from Galois Magic Academy officials, Galois, which is at the heart of the northern kingdom, has several wizards who do not belong to the Governor of Galois, and not a few are hired because of the high treatment offered by Baron Bern. I have become.

"If you're a graduate from an institution like you, many people loudly say you don't need a salary if you can work under your lord, but aren't you doing that?"

"Well, I graduated before the Baron enrolled, so I met him directly after I got a job here."

In addition, they don't know either Sunan or Dekel, but Christina, whose two faces meet, wore Agullua's bracelet and greatly degraded their beauty, so they could not be entangled from the soul. Was out.

For those who once saw the real face of Christina at Magic Academy, the Agullua's bracelet is effective, but it seems that Christina's real face burned in memories seems to come to mind automatically, and I am still a sleepwalker Such a fascination state continues.

"They're a bit out of the ordinary, those guys. The guy who worked in the same place was decent, and as you said, it's good enough to fold the cram school and come here Sure. "

"Some of my classmates also went to Dekel's cram school."

"Well, what I said was pretty good reputation. And I'm disrespectful to say this, but a young novice lord often asks a lot of advice from the people around him, and he's short on human resources. Well, I came with a little ambition that I might have a career ahead. ''

"It's true that you are short of labor or you are looking for human resources, aren't you, even those with a frenzy like me who are actively hiring? I'm telling you during the actual experience, so it's true."

"That's right, but they're much better at grasping the reins than we thought. And the history around the Lord is too competent. .

Isn't that really 20 years old? I'm still skeptical that the wizards who have lived for hundreds of years are actually fooling the year or repeating reincarnation. ''

Is it half correct and half wrong? As a human Doran, he has not falsified his age at all, but from the viewpoint of reincarnation, Doran now has a second life.

"I can do anything really, Aide. It's a proud graduate to show me the perfect result of winning all the games at all races.

It is a versatile tool that can be used to create a golem that can be made of any material, and to develop a machine that is necessary for the production method of magic stones used in magic guides and magic guns.

"The alliance with the dragons in the Mores Mountains is probably too terrible. The forest of Ente works well, and the secretary of the Domina can do anything terribly high, and I'm no longer here. I stopped being ambitious.

Because you can live a warm life. By the way, you don't feel like a war is going to happen, but will you stay here that the war will start? "

"Oh, well, I have nowhere else to go, and there's a lot of tribes here, and it's always a lively and fun place. It's cozy.

I especially like that the baron and everyone around me don't want to spend time and money on wars, and I show them their attitudes without saying them. ''

"I'm making the necessary preparations steadily, but that's the real intention of the Lord. Peace is the most important thing, peace."

"Yeah"

Not only Dekel and Sunan, but that was the common understanding of most of the people who live in Baron Bern.

*

A storm that blows away without allowing anyone to stand on the ground.

Countless raindrops that pour down the iron armor and the body of the meat all at once.

Countless lightnings, such as the judgment of God to crush everything.

At the moment when ordinary people stepped on their legs, let alone ordinary superhumans, the paranormal phenomena that could not escape the death occurred. There were only two lives here, proving that the environment was so unusual and harsh.

One of them is Yaham, the demon king of Mundus Khanus, who fought against Renia and made a bold statement that he wanted a bride at the end.

With the sword Gallandine in hand and armor as before, the newly-applied Demon King, who was wearing a forehead, was glaring at the giant wolf that caused the storm.

The wolf, whose genre is comparable to that of Yaham, which has an extraordinary spirit as a lineage of the samurai god, is a wolf god who is the patron deity of the Emperor Natsag of the Lohan Empire, who has a large print in the western part of the dark wilderness. It is a figure transformed into a down.

Due to the power of the wolf god running in the meadow with the black clouds closing the heavens and the cold wind in Lohan, the border between the dark wilderness and the prairie that became the battlefield has been hit by an unusual storm.

Mundus Khanus, the strongest demon king, Jaharm, breathes the atmosphere filled with the deity of the wolf god, without the protection of the god sword Garandine and the armor allowed to be worn only by the devil and the godly power of his own It would have been difficult.

Nyasag, who has become a wolf with a huge body several tens of times larger than a normal wolf, smiles with a mix of abomination and joy. There is an unparalleled rival that he needs to do his best.

If you do not feel joy at this, you can not say that your mouth is split with descendants of war gods.

"It's good at the edge of a big pill, otherwise it's the biggest obstacle to our westward progress!"

Nyasag responds to Yahharm, who provokes him with a spirit of bold fighting, in the form of a giant wolf. Both of them, as young leaders, sought victory over the continent and repeated wars of invasion.

Jaharm, the unified power of the dark wilderness, seeks the rich west of the west, blocking the Rohan Empire, led by Natsag, as a solid breakwater.

On the other hand, the Lohan Empire, which has been pursuing expansion policy for generations, is threatened with the Demon King's back if it tries to advance the army with the aim of further conquest.

With this composition, Järham and Natsag were intensely aware of each other, forming a nemesis relationship.

"It is the only Demon King who can stand against that hairball, and the Demon King Army seems to have a lot of surprising people."

If Natsag responds to the wolf's appearance, the storm that blows around in response to his voice will intensify further, and an unusual killing popular style that crosses the sound barrier will hit Yarham.

"It's just that you don't need any other hand to kill a beast like you!"

The red crystal on Jaharm's forehead shines. The glow of the special organs that control his magic and magical powers creates a robust, invisible force field around him, providing a barrier to the demon's body from being damaged.

"I'm irreverent with me, the great king of the prairie and emperor Lohan!"

"You are known to be disrespectful of the king who has the magic!"

Gallandine, whose tip is swept backwards, is filled with the power of Yahharm and fighting, and is flashed toward a storm that attacks from all sides.

Whirlpool blade "Blow off!"

Originally one-to-many, which is a technique that assumes a difference of more than 10,000, this technique simultaneously fires crimson light from Gallandine in all directions, temporarily blowing off the storm that was hitting Yaham, to Natsag Also attacked.

"absurd!"

The wolf's right forelimb, which can reach a huge scale, was swung up greatly, and the crimson slashing attack was shattered with a swing of his claws, and the wolf screamed and roared.

The roar of the incarnation of the wolf god, which rushes through the grassland with a storm, became more than four hundred thunders and flooded into Yaharm as if swarms of hungry light snakes swarmed from the sky.

The reason that they were able to respond to the four hundred thunderstorms that came upon them was solely due to the magical power of Jaharm. Before thinking, the body moved, and the body movement exceeded the speed of lightning.

"This is laughter. Can I kill me like thunder!"

Yahamm stepped in earlier than the lightning hit, and pierced the wolf god through the rain of bullets. The emperor, who temporarily became a guardian deity, and the Demon King, whose genuine god was the ancestor, crashed head-on.

"Guu-oh!"

Natsag catches Yahharm's movement and slams his left foreleg into the Yahharm, stepping in time.

Jarham realizes he will not be able to dodge, and raises Galandine overhead to catch the approaching giant wolf's leg.

"Well, just a figure big guy."

The body of Yaharm received is buried in the ground to the waist, and the transmitted shock wave penetrates deep into the earth, a scene that doubts the eye that the earth is waving is completed, and the ground that can not withstand rolled up and fell apart Shatter.

Yaham, who has survived the blow, uses his full strength in both arms, which are so thin compared to Natsag's front legs, that he blows the front legs with a roar of enthusiasm.

"Ooh oh!"

At the same time as being flipped, Natsag lowers the giant's posture to launch the following second and third attacks, frowning at the wolf's face with the pain and slight bleeding cut behind the front legs by Galandine.

Jahharm also uses Galandine's all-powerful magic and godly power to intercept him to destroy the incarnation of the Great Wolf God.

A battle reminiscent of the war between the Emperor Natsag, Emperor Lohan, who wants to cut back on his retrospective, and Jahm, the demon king of Mundus Khanus, who plans to invade the western continent, took three days and three nights.

The battle was a painful split, and both Natsag and Jaharm were forced to undergo significant weakness at the expense of power to God.

Both were recovered by the Imperial Lohan and Demon Kings, waiting outside the battlefield of storms and lightning after the end of the battle, and received the best treatment.

Yahharm, wearing his armor as it did during the battle, is also surrounded by healing magicians and military physicians, and is working to heal the wound as quickly as possible.

It is a place to be absolutely restful considering the harshness of the battle, but this demon king does not admit to calmly laying on the floor with the next move, a special bed that promotes the replenishment of lost physical strength and magic, and promotes healing speed While sitting on the floor, he exchanges words with the assembled ministries.

"Natsag and the Lohan Empire are now at least half a year away, because if the Emperor weren't able to do so, they would see the enemy in all directions as an opportunity to grab the empire's territory."

Jahm, who laughs low and laughs low, but suffers great fatigue and damage to his soul and soul as he continues to be attacked by the god of the wolf even though he is also protected from physical damage by armor Even though he has a calm face, he is far from perfect.

The reason he did not take off his armor is that Natsag's murder, still clinging to him, was suppressed by his armor protection. Otherwise, not only he but also the military doctors who gathered for the treatment will be attacked by murder, resulting in new deaths one after another.

It was Zarhamela, his buddy and one arm, who shouted the amusing Jaharm. She is rubbing her eyebrows as if she had a headache.

"It's the same with you, Majesty. In the fight against Natsag, the recoil that has squeezed the power of god to the limit is remarkable. Normal combat action will require some rest for a while."

"Don't you admit that you needed to do that? If you drop the god and the soul breaks down, the emperor hasn't. The guardian deity stays in herself. No one can fight against Natsag, who is less than my army or the fingers of one hand. ''

"That's right, but that's why it's poisonous for the captain to jump into the battlefield where death is a threat."

"Forgive me for returning this way. This is also a descendant of the god of war, and that is because of the battle between Natsag and me, the border between Lohan and the dark wilderness is still a two-prong god. And it became an abnormal zone with raging killings.

It becomes a wall that, for us and for them, is an inviolable wall, and we don't have to worry about retrospective concerns temporarily. In the meantime, proceed south.

The Romar Empire and the Arkrest Kingdom will be flattened together. Beyond that will be the battle between the intruder and the evil god behind it.

Our battle path is quite long. Proper rest should be encouraged, but don't hesitate to monitor the situation and gather information so that you can't be discouraged.

"Vengitta and Quince are already moving according to your orders. After a situational investigation by both, we will send Zandarza and Gallius to the Romar Empire, and Vengita and Quince to the Arkrest Kingdom, With the loss of Quince, there is less vigilance to the north? "

"Trawloo and the Giants, and your direct squad. You can use my SS. It's not as convenient as Quinse, but it's more than enough in terms of strength."

"Isn't it better to thin your preparations for the north?"

"Oh, do you understand that there was something close to my intuition, revelation?"

Jarham's words with a very serious face tell him a crack in Zarhamela's iron mask. It was quickly buried, but the meaning of what Jerham, the divine power, referred to as revelation, was enormous. The danger and importance are also.

"It's certainly not negligible. If it's a threat of revelation, what would lead to a blunder if we neglect it? It's a real pain."

"What a turbulent life would be a bit unresponsive. The greater the turbulence and the harder it gets, the more exhilarating and accomplished it will be when you get over it. And work harder. ''

"Our king is always positive."

"It's okay to say that it's too noisy.

Along with the laughter of the noble Demon King who afflicted the vassal, Mundus Kanus's southern expedition was once again decided, and the future was decided from a distance by dropping the Romal Empire and the Arkrest Kingdom, and eventually the Baron of Bern.

*

It's raining. It is as cold as ice, freezing rain not only on the body, but also on the heart of the wet. There are no signs of rain ending like millions or tens of millions of thousands of white threads hanging from a black cloud.

The struggle is under way in the rainy weather. No, it was unfolding.

There is a vast and magnificent fortified city in the frozen ground covered with white snow, rocks, soil and flowers, but the surrounding area is surrounded by a dozen and twenty layers and foreign forces, and even in various parts of the city, Now it is fading in the rain, but black smoke and fire hands are flickering.

It is a sight of Ruri, the capital of the great power of Lussk, further north of the dark wilderness, known only to the Arkrest Kingdom and the Romar Empire.

The Imperial soldiers who protect Ruri were bravely fighting the invaders, wearing blue mythril and silver armor.However, the hands of the invaders reached the palace where the emperor's family lived. More and more people couldn't find any sense in resistance beyond this.

Despite the defeat of the empire, no sight had ever been seen in this imperial city.

For example, no assaults on late-escaped residents or surrendered soldiers have been performed without any terrible behavior such as slaughter, looting, or rape, and there is no way the city can be further destroyed.

Not only that, the invaders approach the defeated imperial soldiers defenselessly, approaching them with a smile of dearness worthy of directing to close friends and immediate family.

What's weird is that the imperial soldiers, who are dearly depressed, smile and hold their outstretched hands.

The wounded are treated equally regardless of the enemy or ally, and the imperial people who were hiding so that the invaders could not find them appeared with a reassured expression, all of them even joyed Start taking the initiative in helping the soldiers.

The Imperial troops, who do not seem to have been killing each other a long time ago, suddenly scrape and strip off the Lussk Empire's coat of arms on their equipment.

Yes, from the moment they regained their hands, they were no longer members of the Russian Empire. Because the body and mind have been soaked in the same group, the same society and the same thought as the invaders.

One invader soldier said. It wears white cloth military uniforms rather than armor. A well-disciplined army had an atmosphere that made something seem strange.

"From today you are my friend, brother, brother, son, and father. Nice to meet you, new brothers."

The former imperial soldier, who had been exchanging his life with the soldier in front of him just before, responded with the joy and happiness that gushed deep inside his brain.

"Oh, good morning, my friends, brothers, brothers, fathers, and sons. From today on, I am your brother. Together we will keep our law and justice and love to the end of this world. Yeah. "

Can this be called mutual understanding? Can this be called fraternity? The two soldiers exchange a hot hug that everyone who witnesses has to convince them that the words they say are not liable.

Not only they, but the soldiers and the people of the empire are overflowing throughout the Imperial capital with no hostility and indiscriminately speaking and embracing the invaders.

An old parent, killed by his son who went to the battlefield, warmly embraces an aggressor woman who has been painted back.

"Oh, it would have been painful, it would have been painful."

"But we're all right now, we're family. Friends. Friends."

A woman who tears off her lover who volunteers to go to the battlefield tells a young invader around the same age as her lover.

"We and you are living under the same flag from today. Let's support each other when suffering. Let's share joy and happiness with each other."

A soldier, a former soldier who had been killed and killed all alone on the battlefield and returned with severe injuries, was scolded by hatred and told his smiling invaders with his arms wide open.

"I will devote this life just like you. This blood, the flesh, the bones, and the life, ah, are of equal value and dedication to you!"

Soon all of the flags on the Imperial City and palace will be lowered, and instead the flags of the invaders will be lifted.

A long-time champion of the icy winds, the snow that fills everything, and the icy icy frost that cuts itself, the Russian Empire ended its history on this day, when rain strings penetrated clouds and the earth.

The day that the Imperial City fell, the Russk Empire turned into a mere provincial city, changing its name to that of invaders.

The name of the home country of the invaders, such as the Diffakracy Holy Kingdom.

It's raining. Rain, which should rarely occur during this season, has wet the imperial capital and the people.

It's raining. The rain that falls on people's bodies keeps them wet one after another. Occasionally break your lips into your body. Rain coming with the invaders enters the body of the people. Enter the hearts of people.

Rain, rain, rain ...