Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

Listening to Nomos' reputation for whiskey, the Great Spirit was convinced that there was a lot of gourmet. Mostly humans should be delicious or smelly or something like that. My sensibilities are never dull.

"Yuta. This alcohol. That was whiskey. This alcohol is also very tasty. Yuta's putting ice in it, but how does it change? Is that better?

Dory asked me a difficult question. I want to get a cool answer somehow...... Wasn't there something cool about it?

Oh, it's definitely smooth like a velour... is that a whiskey story? Is that wine?... Let's not push it. Knowledge or Russia is dangerous for someone with strong taste restraints.

"Hmmm. How will it change...... It's only my opinion, but you're cold with cold ice and your liquor's cold. When it warms up in my mouth, I feel the fragrance spreads very wide. That's why he prefers ice. Some say it's best to drink straight, while others say it's best to divide it with water. Dory should try everything."

This is my limit. I don't know enough to talk poop with alcohol.

"Really? Then I'll try the ice, too."

Dory went to Sylphi to ask her to sharpen the ice. Maybe I'm sorry about Silfi. Probably ask me to scrape out some more ice.

"Yuta, it's good to add ice. But you're straight for my taste. When the ice melts, the taste seems to loosen."

Drury with ice in her cup tells me her opinion. I've heard that watering is the best way to drink, but I guess it's the person's preference after all.

"You look crazy, what's wrong with you?

"No. I just felt a little uncomfortable. In my hometown, a kid about Dory's age couldn't have had a drink."

"Hehe. I'm a great spirit, so I'm just a little older than Yuta. It's okay to drink."

It's just a little... I guess not if I stick it in there. That's about all I understand.

"Haha, I see you are. Well, if there's nothing wrong with drinking it, it'll be fine. This world has nothing to do with my world's rules."

Somehow I feel it's dangerous to keep talking about this, so I'm going to change the subject.

"With that said, Dory. Is forest soil any good? You can't tell me what's good from what's bad from dirt."

It's a story I shook to change the subject, but when I think about it calmly, I have to make sure it doesn't happen.

"Right. If it's soil in the woods, it's better soil than soil here. So you don't have to worry too much."

... Well, yeah. It's usually soil from where plants grow, so it would be several times better than soil from the earth of death. I doubt what kind of war would break nature so far.

"Okay. Then I'll get as much as I can."

"I'm looking forward to it. And don't forget the bugs."

Uh, bugs. They're not going to be in a magic bag, and I need to get a bag or something to carry bugs. Securing dirt seems like a good time to come back here.

"... by the way, how much soil and bugs do you need me to secure?

"Right. One block of ground Yuta dug can handle it. But I don't have any trouble with a lot of it. The more we have, the better the development will go. Bugs are... good for the soil, so a lot please"

The dirt is fine, but I wonder how many bugs.... Egg if I imagine, so if it's not enough, it feels good to go and secure it again. Let's stop thinking deeply.

I think I talked to Dory a lot more than usual about the effects of alcohol. It usually feels like Nico and I are watching over you. It seems that taking a drink is important in different worlds.

From there, Silfi and Dine, who were surprisingly vulnerable to alcohol, made a noise, turning into an atmospheric drinking party I knew well. At the start of the drinking party, it was good to have an atmosphere like an alcohol review.

... in the morning. It would be inconvenient if there were no windows, so to speak, to take care of the demons. I signed with Silfi, and I'll ask him if there's any good way.

Get yourself out of a bed of sand and get dressed with purification. Yesterday's drinking party was fun, but drinking two bottles of sake and whiskey for five was less.

I'm comfortable waking up, but at any rate, drinking until I'm a bellon bellon, and hangovers have a flair, too. You'd definitely think I'd never drink alcohol again. Store the rocks in the bedroom and go out to the kitchen, thinking about crap.

"Yu. Oh, hey," "cue," "good morning," "coo."

The Bells greet me well in the morning. As I return my greetings, I stroke my head and prepare for breakfast. But first thing in the morning, a young girl. Dolphins. Boys. I couldn't even feel uncomfortable with the sight of the fox greeting me as I floated.

It hasn't been that long since I've come to different worlds, but getting used to it is horrible. Finish your breakfast by removing the cooked seafood from the magic bag while the bells arrive.

"Yuta. Good morning. We had fun yesterday."

"Morning, Silfi. I'd like to drink again, but I don't have much alcohol. Let's have another drink when we get this world's booze."

"Ooh. Then spread the liquor of the other world here. That was delicious."

Nomos came to convey his aspirations mixed up without even greeting him in the morning. Hmm. Looks like we have ale or wine, and if we distill it, we can do it? There must have been a difference at the alcohol stage before distillation, but maybe a similar object could make it.

"Morning, Nomos. If you sign with Nomos, they'll make glass products. If you could make a distiller, I think you could make a similar liquor. But if you don't put him to sleep, it'll take a while."

"Distiller? If I don't know what I can make, I'll make it. It's been twelve years since I put you to bed? It's not as good for the Spirit as that."

Quite a time for me, though. I wonder how old the Great Spirit is, but I can't even ask him if he's distant before Silfi, Dine, or Dory are here.

"It looks like you can drink it if you put it to bed for at least three years. Well, if I sign a contract, I'll teach you how to make it, so make it. But it's amateur Russia or knowledge, so you don't know if you can make a tasty drink like yesterday?

"I'll do something when I know the rough stuff. I'm looking forward to it."

... I only think about this guy's booze. It seems to have something to do with the shape of a dwarf. If I go to Labyrinth City, can I even meet a real Dwarf?

I wonder if you're thinking about alcohol, or if you look at the big spirits of dirt who are exposed (or even) to sloppy expressions. If a real dwarf looks like this too, it might be dangerous to talk about alcohol in a detour.

"Yu. Quickly," "queer," "maroon," "queer."

"I know. I'll summon you when I get to the labyrinth city and secure the inn, so wait for me as a good boy."

Before I left for Labyrinth City, I had one stuffy (monkey). The Bells seemed to be going to fly away with them, and when they told him that Silfi was the only one they were going with, he was shocked by the betrayed look on his face. Apparently he enjoyed his walk in the sky last time, and he was looking forward to it today.

A bell sticking to your head. Queue queue, Rayne and Tamamo suing me for coo. Thur, who comes up silently looking up at Uluru. Guilt doesn't hammer me.

Explained how long it would take to comfort the Bells and convinced them to summon them as soon as they settled down over there and promise to train them to fly over there as well.

"Yuta. Even if Labyrinth City is fun, don't forget to come back here."

"I'm going to come back frequently (hiccup), so I'll be fine. Dine, think about the terms."

It seems to take less than four hours each way, so if you want to do it, you can take a day trip. It wouldn't be bad to come and go here and live with the labyrinth city every few days. The only villa on the earth of death. Whether it's good or bad, there's romance.

"Well, like dying."

"Take care, Yuta"

"Oh, I'm going to avoid as much danger as I can. So, Silfi, let's go."

"Okay. I'll pinch the break, but tell me if anything else happens."

Nodding at Silfi's words, his body floats with flutter. As soon as I waved to the spirits, I couldn't see him. Come on.

How many kilometers an hour is that? The fountain house soon turned into a bean grain... oh, I don't know where it is anymore. Leaving it to Silfi is so fast. You were a tortoise last time you were in flight training.

"Yuta. If it's no problem, I'll speed it up, but are you okay?

They're still up there.

"No problem, but isn't Silfi tired?

"I'm not tired of this. Then I'll speed you up."

Gunn it speeds up a lot......? Something's too fast to tell the difference. I'm not feeling the wind, I'm just sleeping in a comfortable space. I think I can sleep normally.

"Yuta. Aren't you tired? Time to take a break?

"Uh, Silfi. I'm not tired at all. If you want to go to the bathroom, ask for a break then"

You're in a free position, and if you feel like it, you can get it out of your magic bag and eat and drink. I don't need it now because I enjoy the view, but if I get sick of the landscape, I'm comfortable enough to want to read it. If there's a bookstore in a labyrinth city, I'd like to buy it, but the fantasy world seems expensive.

"Really? You don't have to, do you?

"No, I'm comfortable. I'm not pushing you at all."

In fact, it seems to sleep definitely more comfortably than a bed of sand, which is a bit sad. The bed of sand, it was quite a flash (flickering) in me.

Looking at the scenery in chat with Silfi, the earth of death came mixed with potatoes and plant-like objects.

"Silfi. There's grass or trees growing, right?

"Yes. The earth of death is coming to an end. We're going to be rich in nature. Have fun."

As Silfi said, the further you go, the richer the scenery becomes. More plant-like objects go subtly. The landscape goes with color. More grass turns into meadows, into forests. The river finds the flowing lake. When I see the village, it's a big deal.

"That's amazing, Silfi. This is the land of the living."

"Hehe. Do you like it?"

"Of course. I'm thrilled."

A glass of nature green from the dead earth. I knew humans needed greens, didn't I? When you look at this landscape, you can see that the earth of death is dead. I knew you were dead over there. This is no place for people to live.

"It's time for a labyrinth city. It's noticeable when you fly away, so I think you should go down in front and walk, but what do you do?

... appear in labyrinth cities while flying. Scout storm with great attention. I don't think it's too bad, but the boulders seem to have a lot of trouble with the current situation. I guess it's not until I'm used to being noticeable.

"Let's go down to the inconspicuous and walk."

"Okay. I'm going down that forest, avoiding the eyes."

Going down to the woods without wondering if the Sovereign is over... the exciting interracial debut is over now. I'll definitely enjoy it.