The Economics of Prophecy

A horse dragon car that runs at a speed incomparable to a carriage. From that high window I was watching Flying Dragon Mountain approaching my eyes. On the left and right, there are more than thirty knights of two types of armor on sixteen horse dragons. Running to surround the car.

We're on the road. It's next to the trail, to be exact. The wide cobblestone is a different size for the two carriages. It is rattled by weeds and shrub roots, but when it was used, it would have been much more tidy than the path of the kingdom.

Thanks to you, I got this far without hesitation. No, that was worrying, given the size of the ruins in front of you.

"That's bigger than I thought."

I said to Maityle, looking at the wreckage of the wall at the end of the road. There's a big hole in every corner, and the top one is crumbling, but it looks like the king's capital and the height that doesn't suck.

"I've never seen it before, either. What a reckless thing no one thinks to get this far, even if they know there is. As much as I'd like to take the time to investigate."

Mathier gives me back the golden cylinder in his hand. Looks like you're having a little fun calling me reckless about people. Most importantly, His Royal Highness's hopes will not be fulfilled. From Dagobad, the leader of this investigative line, it is well determined how many days the horse dragon troops can leave the empire.

Incidentally, it was a condition of participation that Dagobad would have command during the move and in terms of combat.

If anything happens to His Highness, I won't forgive you.

Said Crane sitting between me and Mayteer. She was the one who opposed Dagobad and Maitir going to dangerous places at the same time. I just refused that supreme advance, I want you to tell him. Well, I can't tell you back because I'm the one who asked for the work that Mathier is doing right now.

No, even though it's a serious matter of investigating a catastrophic disaster (hypothesis), why has it become such an exaggeration? You can't even say I'm the one in the most dangerous position in a situation like the one that's letting me escort you to the next top of the kingdom and empire. The world is full of surprises that safety and privacy can conflict with each other.

The collapsed walls approach. In the middle of a major collapse, there is the remains of a fallen tower to point the spear here. I can guess the height when I was standing.

You noticed this one approaching, the flying dragon that was parked on the wall jumped up. That's not all, there are tons of flying dragons flying out of Flying Dragon Mountain.

"You're here again. There's a lot of people out there, so we're gonna get out."

Maitille and Crane take the magic wand and head to the stand of the horse dragon car. Until just now, by the way, I was dealing with a bunch of demon wolves attacking me from a red forest to the west. Craig says every single one of them in the kingdom seems to be the main "boss" of the Warcraft flood.

An attack by the Imperial Knight manipulating the horse dragon and the Demon Wand of the kingdom to ride with. Even if I shot it out, the exact sniping from the horse dragon car, I was just kicked more by.

It's just that it's close to the rock nest and the Fei Long is a jerk. Thanks to a large number of them, but also thanks to the full tank, the magic comes with a corrugated attack in a complex orbit. It's just that this unit outweighs all that.

The next top of both countries are in command, so it's only natural that they have high morale. And as a result of previous sporadic warcraft raids acting as if they were exercises, the collaboration is completely different from when you left Maldoras. Can I say this about the Allies (tentatively) already?

Moreover, spirulitis, which purified the wavelength, fires twice as fast and has twice as much magic efficiency. Besides, thanks to the circuitry for aiming attached to the tip, it's up to the hit rate.

There is no shortage of demonic crystals due to the core of the shot down Fei Long. It's just that the cartridge's magic catalyst is starting to make me uncomfortable. Anyway, the more I use it, the worse it deteriorates. By the way, the more catalysts you sell... whoa, no more.

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It passes between two giant stone sets that seem to have been the main entrance. Once inside, you can see traces of Acer eyed cities. All the roads are cobbled as far as I can see. It doesn't look like the ruins of a planet drank by the jungle from a cold climate.

However, the building is worse, it apparently used abundant forest resources like Maldoras. A column of decaying trees is jumping out of the collapsed stone. Trees that grew in the course of four hundred years, half of them red, and the erosion by is also pompous. I look at the walls, but things are creeping like white powder. It could be the shit of a flying dragon, or a trace of something like a mucus crawling around. It was probably that mucus warcraft that broke down the walls. There are also traces of several pieces of ground inside the ruins.

Still......

"Looks like you were pretty prosperous."

Mathier said. I nodded. I call it the road to coming here, and every building that's collapsing is pretty big. The tower wasn't one that was jumping out of the walls. I wouldn't call it a skyscraper, but it looks like there were several tall towers. It's all falling apart.

Not so much as a lost ancient civilization, but it makes us imagine the economic size of a nation across the kingdom and empire today.

"You're about to catch a breath from the Fei Long raid."

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Watch out for the building that's about to collapse, and a horse dragon car stops in a square like a theater trail.

Craig and Dagobad came before us. All gathered in the trail of the wreckage of a relatively rugged looking building.

"Hands on from what?

"We will explore the trail of the warcraft that destroyed this city. His Royal Highness Maityr asks you to measure the demonic pulse."

The primary objective is to collect the nail marks of the catastrophe left in the city, to confirm the image of the prophecy. If only this were unanimous, it would be strong proof that the next disaster is the same as it was 400 years ago.

I brought paper and ink to photograph, but it's unexpected that the weathering of the surface is so intense.

"Is the tower falling on the ground a target?"

I told the dreaded Dagobird.

I approached the wreckage of a large tower with Dagobad and Craig. A horse dragon pulls the line and a large stone that was half-burned on the ground is turned upside down. Was it a beam? There are also remains of burnt marutai.

"There was."

Except for the soil that was creeping against the surface, traces of the wedge shape appeared. It's got claw marks and a bunch of stubble. It was the same even if I flipped a few stones.

I spill ink on my nail marks and photograph it on paper. Looks like it's close to what Alfina was talking about, though I'll have to get Alfina to make the final decision.

The purpose could be achieved. But my heart won't clear. When I look at Craig and Dagobad, they both have a harsh gaze at the wreckage on the outer wall of the tower. Vertical and horizontal wounds carved into flat stones. I am relieved by the number of them. We have to assume that he was attacked by a large number of warcraft.

Of course, that increases the likelihood that our hypothesis is correct.

"What do you say? You know what Warcraft claw marks are?

Craig is asking Dagobad.

"The demon wolves that have attacked us earlier are also of a different kind than those that live in the Empire. I can't tell you. Just..."

Dagobad picked up the scar on the two strips with his finger. Speaking of which, the two are attached in parallel.

"If you're a dragon forelimb, there are three more. There were two flying dragons... That's a different size."

Could it be a giant flying dragon warcraft, not a dragon? Is it possible from the point of view of the ability to fly…. No, wait, this wood...

"But aren't these burnt marks caused by braces?"

Craig pointed to the carburized wood.

"Not as long as there's one type of warcraft. Somehow, all this flourishing city was suddenly destroyed."

I looked inside the tower where Dagobad was revealed. I can see broken plates, furniture, etc. There are many types and colorful decorations. And the crushed white bones are scattered. Until the Warcraft raid, it can be said that he lived relatively normally.

"Right, if this is the king's capital..."

Both Dagobad and the knights around him shut up about Craig's words. The cruelty of sudden doom. I would if I told you that was a disaster...

"Ricardo. Come here."

I heard Mathier calling me. Maityle, who was using Ehlis, who had been lowered from a horse dragon car, is waving a sensory demon board. The expression coexists curiosity and perplexity.

"Look at this."

When I saw the sensory demon board, what I felt was pure cold. It is as assumed that there is a strong deep red wavelength in the band that was shown there. But I can see a thinner band on the higher energy side. That's the wavelength that the crystal of prophecy that was tormenting Alfina was emitting.

Maitille lined up two sensory demon boards.

"That's what's pointing at the demonic pulse of the Mountains of Despair. Stronger together with mass than the Imperial Vessel can be said to be unexpected. It seems like a hell of a thing to be going on in there from a distance. And..."

Mathier shows another one. There is also a slight but purple band here.

"Flying Dragon Mountain measurements. As far as direction goes, it's just around that glacier."

Maitille points to the mountain. It would be ice that the summit is white. A few white lines stretching from it are glaciers. Across the cliff-like rocks of the Fei Long, you can see the blue lake surface in the middle belly. From around it lies the forest.

"You mean that mountain has the same reaction as the Blood Mountains..."

"That sort of thing. That's interesting."

"Your Highness, no way. No, whatever it takes, it's in the nest of a flying dragon..."

"Hey, Ricardo wants to find out, right?"

Sure, I can't wait to see a place that emits the same kind of magic, even if it doesn't go inside the mountains of blood. And the same as that crystal......

"Didn't Ricardo assume this, too?

The stuff I was asking for from Mathilde is certainly for looking into these terrains. But......

"No. The summit, of course, is too dangerous to even approach the glacier"

Dagobad said. It is easy to understand that the proximity of the nest of the flying dragon and the fact that it is on the ice is tight even for the horse dragon.

But there's no way you can look at the same wavelength as a crystal and throw it away. There must be some kind of hand. Can we at least collect the annual wheels from the trees in the mountain forest without going up to the glacier...... No, wait. That middle belly lake is more than that......

"Your Highness Dagobad, can't we even get there?"

I pointed to the blue lake surrounded by red woods.