The GM Has Logged Into A Different World

Kingdom of St. Drag a few days after the celebration. The office.

For the first time in a long time, the Kingdom of St. Drag, King Laurent of the King, and four men, Prince Leon of the First Prince, Giraud of King Laurent's Immediate Kingsguard and Secret Detective, and Alberto of the Chancellor, had met together in a room where a flag representing Bahamut, the sky god to whom the Royal Family of St. Drag believed, was hung on the wall and decorated with lavish dishes of age-old goods.

"It's Leon. Thank you for this battle. I'm sorry to hear about Aldebaran, but I didn't expect the Empire to be like that..."

"Yes. Without Masaki, there would have been a crisis not only for us, but for the whole of this continent, instead of the Empire"

"Right...... We must thank God that Lord Masaki has counted on our country... It's not going to happen in another country."

Even for the neighbouring countries, King Laurent knew that there were many places that wanted people from different worlds and that there were not many countries that wished only their own countries to be protected. If it was in their hands, the war would not have turned around while they were pulling back.

Some foolish nations put out more than half of their military budget to get the tools to summon the otherworlds, and were doomed when two otherworlds took the majority of their soldiers in an attempt to force them to become soldiers. Those two can be Tatsuma and Hayato.

As one of the few countries capable of countering the empire, the kingdom was at the forefront, fighting as it brought together the surrounding countries. To that end, he was able to send Zillow and Hayat repeatedly as reinforcements and to antagonize them in battles on land.

Even when Masaki relied on the kingdom, the battle was not meant to impose, but when he heard that he would defeat the Empire at Masaki's will, King Laurent was also pleased to have gained a strong ally inside.

Alberto had listened to Prince Leon and remembered his battle with Leviathan, even with the look on his face that he could not believe.

"Lord Masaki by so long? I fought Leviathan, and I heard you say I survived intact, but how did you actually feel the power you saw? Prince Leon, Dear Giraud"

"Right. They include the ability to disappear, the ability to fly, the ability to fight to burn down hundreds of people unharmed, the ability to burn down a castle easily enough, and the ability to know the location and topography of every soldier in the area. I don't know how much power you're hiding yet, but the power you're now finding is amazing enough"

Alberto sweats as he is told of his abilities, which can be described as abnormal. Even thought of it as a threat, like Hayato's long combat abilities and his ability to infiltrate anywhere like Zillow's, he couldn't help but feel terrified while he was on his side with Masaki, who had the power to surpass them.

"So... so much? Lord Masaki does not make political use of one of the prizes from himself. You have to thank me for wishing. There is no way a belligerent nobleman can leave Lord Masaki alone. But if you declare it officially, you won't be able to move around with the eyes of countries."

"Even in my men's investigation, several nobles were moving to see their power on the battlefield and use the power of Lord Masaki. Apart from them, we can also see a move to envy the activity of Lord Masaki and to discredit him. We have already captured and interrogated several operatives to make the mastermind throw up. I think we'll see such a move in the future, so we'll intensify our investigation and monitoring."

Giraud often explored the pattern of work moving as a shadow, not only the enemy, but also the movement of his allies. A nobleman who commits injustice never ceases in his time.

I refrained from blaming them for not causing confusion because of the time of war, but in the future, after the battle against the Empire, they will be punished, or "processed," as soon as certain evidence is grasped.

"That would be good. I am fortunate that Lord Masaki himself does not like the seat of power and takes care of the people. In the future, we should move carefully so that we can never turn to the enemy, even though we may have the help of Lord Masaki. Now we have the residual forces to deal with, but the time has finally come for peace. We all do our best to prevent dark strife. It's not all for royalty or nobility alone. For all the people."

Everyone nodded at King Laurent's words and was cautious about the domestic problems he thought would arise in the future.

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Hours went back, finishing the celebration, one old gentleman in a black painted carriage and a little horn on his head in a blue dress, a demonic woman with pointy ears - Asta was pulling and running the carriage to the monster, Behemoth, in order to return to the demonic realm.

On the front, back, left, and right of the carriage, soldiers on horse-shaped monsters, dark unicorns, were walking hand in hand to escort Asta.

"Oh, man, I'm good enough alone without these massive escorts."

"That's not going to happen, princess. His Majesty was so worried about his casual appearance that he couldn't make it through the meal."

"I would have written it down properly"

"A letter strapped to my forehead with my original commander tied to a tortoise is not meant to be written down! The princess is more" in the first place.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. But, Grandpa. I found a" real "alien among the summoners."

"What!? Is that true? Who the hell are you?

"It's Masaki, known as Ka's hero. Confirmed in my" Devil's Lip "(Devil Lip). Still, I couldn't get all the information."

Asta glances at her bright red Rouge lips with her thin fingertips.

"Devil's Lips". It was one of Asta's unique skills, the ability to know all of her skills, memories, physical abilities, etc. from what she put on her lips.

However, it has been prevented before Masaki's "invincible" and "disabling all state anomalies".

"I can't believe the princess's skills don't even make sense... But then we can't be sure it's 'real'?

"So it seems. I said. Even The Devil's Lips couldn't read the skills or magic, but if it's the ability to have interfered, I could tell. Probably 'disabling all state anomalies'. At the same time, it was mixed but tasted 'real'"

"Is it mixed? Hmm, that's an unprecedented example."

"I would have had the core if I had tasted more. Hate and Ardelheid's fiancée won't be able to do more than that."

"Was Lord Masaki also Miss Ardelheid's fiancée? Then it's not a good idea to force it. The Bernstein family has a benevolent and ancient relationship. You can't imitate it with revenge."

"And every request from Masaki. He wants you to look into the name 'Pavaria'. Apparently, it's a name related to someone who was manipulating the empire behind it. Find out about this word, whether it's a place name, person name, or organization name."

"Okay. As soon as we get home, we'll have intelligence look into it."

Asta remembers Masaki as she looks at the night sky with her fingers on her lips, nodding Grandpa Ya.

(He's a really funny person. An otherworldly man who helped Adele, a vampire, end the war instead of spreading it. It would be better to tell her. Heh, if it wasn't for Adele, it would be a kidnapping place.)

Despite days after that mouthful, Asta puts her finger on her lips to enjoy the lingering finish and returns to the Devil's Land.

One man walks down the aisle surrounded by iron walls. I don't know the look on my face with a black side, but one man in a black suit with dust and scratches - the 'imitator of things' walks on the floor made of iron.

Through a passage with a different light than magic, when the steel door was opened, there was a single boy in a naval uniform sitting generously in a genuine leather chair with a glass of liquid in his hand.

"Welcome back! It's amazing!

I look at the boastfully chested boy, and 'Imitator' sighs, ha, and remembers the sight until I got here. Small and medium-sized military and supply ships surrounded the vast steel ships to protect them.

"... I admit it's amazing, but how many demons and countries have you dropped. You must have been a heavy cruiser before this. You said it would be a while before you became a battleship." Admiral ""

"You're mostly demons. Apparently, he was manipulating Leviathan, and a huge amount of sea demons were attacking him. I've earned enough to destroy it, so I hope it turns out okay."

The boy, called the 'Archdeacon', drinks in a glass all the time...... not all at once, but drinks the juice, puffy and exhales, smelling of sweet lamb around him.

"You're done, aren't you? How about a drink?"

"... say no. I'd love to, but let's have it."

"Oh, there are some rarities. Well, fine."

"You can only drink this on this ship. Sometimes."

Yes, hopefully, the 'Archdeacon' boy takes a bottle of cold lamb out of the refrigerator provided and throws it at the 'Imitator of Things'.

He draws a parabola and receives it without even looking at the bottle thrown, drinking more than half of it in one bite.

"Yes, yes. I just got here. He said he'd move on to the next plan. And they want you to take this to your home country. Looks like Eero's wreck."

Pick the little wrap that was on the table and shake it with a blah blah to show it. The shaking contents twitch small, and you can see the contents are alive.

"It's creepy to look at. Just leave it in the drawer."

"I agree. I'll put it in the safe."

"It's a hassle to get busted aboard. Totally, he's a fast mover in the habit he told me to make tea."

"Do you make tea? You?"

"There's no way I'm going to drown. Especially him."

"Ha. Sounds like you don't like me. I hate it, too. Leave the plan over there to the others. I'm going home."

"Oh. Okay."

The 'Admiral' boy speaks with his mouth against a barrel hung on the wall. This cylinder is a magic prop that conveys the voice to those in and around the building, and is one of the convenient magic props that can deliver the voice even from the office.

"Argh. Kohon, second only to each member. Start moving. The way forward..."

Under the decree of the "Archdeacon", the battleship "Angry Dragon" and the fleet of escorts cross the sea of the other world.

At the bottom of the sea, the carcasses of countless monsters challenged by the 'Archdeacon' had sunk and served as bait for fish.