The God has moved to another world.

When I was a little past lunch.

The tree spirits were as noisy as usual around the company in the middle of the reviewed land.

Try drifting inside.

Try chasing me.

Read the book.

I usually get Red Sheath, Eltovael, and Tuhiko to play with me, but they all seemed busy these days.

Tuhiko cooperates with the mercenary corps and strengthens the Mad Eye Network.

It's all important work, so I can't get in the way.

The red sheath is the adjustment of the land.

He seemed very busy these days because he also taught the superior spirits to adjust the flow of power.

I guess it's the sex of Japanese gods, the top spirits seem to remember things well, and they're getting fever for the guidance of the red sheath.

Eltovael is accompanied by such a red sheath.

Originally, she specializes in gathering information and so on, but for a while she was supposed to reside on the land under review.

Because when something happens, Eltovael can best persuade the red sheath.

It's a stubborn, coagulating, unaccommodating red sheath in a weird place, but seemed oddly compatible with Eltovael.

That's why only the tree spirits are in the center of the currently reviewed land, the Red Sheath Company.

"Huh."

The Spirit Tree of Fire, which was ascending the company of the Red Sheath on one pillar, sighed loudly.

He ascends to the top, hands clutched to both cheeks on the roof, and somewhere he seems to be missing.

If it's true, it must be jumping with a rising sense of accomplishment.

The spirits of the other trees came together to see what was going on.

"Go away, fire. How dare you hesitate?"

The tree spirits call each other by their attributes.

Fire, water, wind, earth, light, darkness, harmony, order.

That's how it goes.

There was also an opinion to have the red sheath given a name, but it quickly disappeared.

Because we all know very well that your red sheath naming sense is dead.

In the unlikely event of being named, it would only be a tragedy.

I can't even change my name later.

It's a red sheath like that, but it's God for once.

There is no way to make the name God gave you unobstructed.

Worriedly visited, the Spirit Tree of Fire gave everyone a troubled, serious look.

Seeing that rare face, I'm surrounded by tension.

"Saikin, come on. Poop it, don't you?

To that word, the tree spirits froze.

Some look like they've been shocked, while others look away with a sinking face.

Everyone was aware of it.

I haven't eaten potato chips lately.

Potato chips for them tasted like memories.

When they were still small and their bodies as spirits were palm-sized.

Amvalence, who comes to see me all the time, brought me as a souvenir.

And the spirits of the trees were captivated by the taste of their richness, their sogginess and their junk.

But the unbalance these days had been so much less about bringing potato chips.

Coming to see me is coming

On the level that you might be coming every break, your face was showing.

They also bring souvenirs, but the content has changed recently.

Previously, snack treats and the like were the focus, but these days they have become Depa underground luxury routes such as cakes.

That, of course, is delicious.

It's delicious, but once you know it, it's junk food that makes you want to eat it regularly.

"Don't even notice the fact."

"Everyone was looking away."

"Poop, I want to tap"

Until then, the fun-loving tree spirits begin to haunt the gloomy air at once.

The tree spirits who basically live in the mood have a very intense upturn in tension.

Once I start to get depressed, I feel endlessly down.

Well, it's a flash of recovery.

"I was wondering if I could somehow eat potato chips."

"To Master Amvalence, would you do me a favor?

"I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to."

"If you suck at it, Eltovael will pee on you."

"That's what happened."

They all want potato chips, and the discussion started.

As the tree spirits say, you can't be bad at it.

The red sheath may break, but Eltovael is tough on that kind of thing.

While everyone was troubled, the mediation tree, harmony and order sparkled their glasses.

With a meaningful smile, he moves forward a long time.

Everyone's attention was drawn to that synchronized move.

By the way, glasses can just be worn because I like them.

It's not that I have bad eyes.

"You get angry when you treat me! Then you just have to make sure you don't mess with me!

"Help us and demand potato chips for that reward!

To the words of harmony and order, the tree spirits spoke convincingly.

"Then maybe you'll get a hobby!

"Potato chips!

"Is that it? But what do you do to help?

"What should I do?"

"I can't think of anything."

Again, the tree spirits start to bother with their arms together.

But only the conciliation tree combination laughed niggardly and raised and lowered the glasses as it creaked.

Apparently, I have an idea.

"That's easy!

"We have a good idea!

"You said you were going to create a wind guardian today, didn't you?

To assist with the red sheath, Eltovael was not to leave the land under review for some time.

Instead, we're supposed to make a Guardian who's going to scout what's going on out there.

"I'm going to help you with that and get you some potato chips for your reward!

"I'm not mad at you because you're not a jerk!

"I can get compliments because I'm helping!

"" All in all!

The tree spirits sparkled their eyes at the conciliation tree combination that poked up their fists.

Their eyes could see what would happen in the near future.

Help me hard.

Praised.

Why did you do it?

Eat potato chips full.

A truly rosy future.

He interferes poorly with Guardian production and gets angry.

Such ideas, unfortunately, were not found in the tree spirits.

In the help I made when I made Earthhiko, I was not angry at all, but rather praised.

In the first place, I don't have the idea of helping you get angry.

"Okay, well, we'll all stick together!

"I wonder what to do?

"You just have to pack a lot, like you did when you were in Tuhiko!

"Oh my God!

"But we have to make sure it doesn't fall apart."

"Hang in there!

Individually posing as cancer, the tree spirits began to prepare.

Something spins the energy body of an incredible light, and something begins to spin the real thing of the attribute that you have.

All in all, what we have in common is that things seem to be clayed differently.

The expression is also bright, and everyone is doing their work in a shabby manner that seems to be enjoying themselves.

But what they were making, backwards from what they looked like, was quite elusive.

It is a thing that packs a variety of knowledge into the "power" of each protected attribute.

The concentration of power and the amount of knowledge is much smaller than when Earthhiko was made.

I have to help you out so you can't make it too big.

Nevertheless, they were powered by the "median spirit" level of each attribute.

The standards of the tree spirits were flying because they were usually accustomed to seeing the superior spirits, the sun gods, the singing gods, etc.

knowledge that deals with it, to a power comparable to the median Spirit of the attribute.

Stuffed with such things, they are reshaped by the hands of the tree spirits.

They, which became small gemstone shards, had been turned into a substitute for the national treasure level, even if they were lightly quoted.

They were able to make something like this in no time because they were handling the power better.

The spirits of the trees, who had continued to see the work of the red sheath in their privileged seats, had learned it at some point.

Its skill was not as good as those of the top spirits who were teaching technology from the red sheath, but it was still quite something in this world.

"Done!

"Made -!

"Now, I can eat pompous tofu!

"Yay!

The tree spirits held what they had created and cheered properly.

I don't know if the screams of the red sheath will echo in a few hours' time in this very spot where the air flows.

No one expected it at this time.