The God has moved to another world.

of the land reviewed, almost in the centre.

A place where eight trees grow to draw rings and three companies line up in the center of them.

A land called the "Divine Domain", very rare in "Sea Plains and Plains".

There, there was a line of cheap long desks.

Placed on top are a few microphones.

And it's a little sign called "Live" and "Commentary".

As with the long desk, sitting in a cheap pipe chair are the supreme god you know to be the sun god of this world and the land god who protects this land.

A short distance away from the two columns with a seriously rotten face stood the singing goddess of a serious expression as well.

Next to it are some angels who somehow reveal their sins of blatant expression.

"The real deal, ten seconds ago!

The red sheath and the unbalance can be hung with such a voice.

The Lord of the Voice is the Spirit of a tree with sunglasses and a cardigan caught on his shoulder.

Other tree spirits were setting up amberphones to shoot the red sheaths, or judging cables that weren't connected to anything in particular.

Veteran producer spirits and transformed tree spirits keep counting with their fingers so they don't speak up.

Amvalence opens his mouth at the same time as the count reaches zero while correcting his residence.

"Hello to the angels and demons who work in the heavens and the people around them! Live the people who come to greet the reviewed land. This broadcast uses a variety of divine powers to reach angels and deities in" Kaihara and Nakahara ". Allow me to moderate this one: the ungood-looking sun that drives summer crazy, the Sun God Ambalance. Descriptions include the Second Reviewed Land Cup Competition, God Against Tong Sumo Games Champion, Mr. Red Sheath. Thank you!

"It's a mess"

"No, it's finally here. What do you say, Mr. Red Sheath?"

"There's going to be a hole in my stomach -. Anything at all, aren't they all great?"

The red sheath nodded in a very serious way.

There are not so many opponents who are better than the Red Sheath, which is God.

In the eyes of the public, the red sheath is so much better than the guests this time, the representatives of the three forces.

Nothing like that had anything to do with the red sheath with the underlying lower guts stained.

Approximately, I am myself.

If it looks great, it comes to my stomach at that point.

That's what a red sheath is.

"No, no, no. Don't they feel the same way over there?

"Uh? But great people are going to have steel hairs in their hearts. I won't be nervous enough to come see me. Mostly, I'm the other guy."

"What kind of lack of confidence?"

It was an unbalance that showed a puzzling face, but the low self-esteem of the red sheath is not what started now.

It's unfortunate for them in a way, but we'll have to ask them to give it up because that area is already unhappy at the time we get involved in this one.

"Well, this live reality. At last, representatives of Houlika, Skysler and Guild come to the land under review. So we all started by teasing, teasing, teasing and knocking down how we arrived at the reviewed land station. Hey! How about it, Mr. Red Sheath!

"Gentlemen, we're already leaving Einfarble, aren't we?

Representatives of the three forces had already boarded passenger cars and headed for the land under review.

Each of the three vehicles is divided into its own forces.

"You're already leaving. It just seems to take a little longer to get to the reviewed land station"

"It's a long way away."

"Well, as soon as you arrive, you're supposed to be contacted. I hope you'll wait a little longer. In the meantime! I would like to see how Anis has worked so far!

In keeping with the words of the unbalance, the tree Spirit P (producer) waves and gives instructions.

Then, in front of the red sheath and the unbalance, an aerial projection-type monitor appeared.

It was shown, "Hang in there, Anis!" Terop. "

What continues to pour out is a kitchen stadium built on the nest of enchanted dragons.

So I waved my knife diligently, it was the look of Anis.

"No, actually, the other day, you gave the guys a taste of which poncte you want. He told me to show you what kind of cook would cook."

The people who got a taste of it are the supreme gods I know of Amvalence.

Each was the supreme god who ruled an individual world.

I could easily ask such gods to taste, etc., because Ambalance is the same supreme god.

No, I usually wouldn't ask you to do that, even if you were the same supreme god.

It is a rough business because it is an unbalance that is at first sight amongst the Supreme Divine Companions and makes loans everywhere because of its birth.

Most importantly, the other supreme gods can be described as quite a stranger to each and every request for such an imbalance.

"Wow. That's amazing, Mr. Anis. If I were you, I'd have a hole in my stomach. No, but my stomach. The main body is the sheath."

"Well! That's just what the Supreme Gods are paying attention to, I won't tell them to myself!

If you do that, Annis could be a graduate.

Even though, the anise in the screen looks slightly blue.

"This footage is from a few days ago, isn't it? I practiced giving instructions to the staff at the kitchen stadium, when I was actually cooking."

As Amvalence put it, Anis hastily cooks, giving instructions to multiple golems.

Are you mean as a cook, although you look rather nervous?

Even though he looked pale, he was moving around tightly.

They also seem to be accurate with the instructions they are flying, and the golems are precisely assisting Anis.

"Hey. I knew you were different from the pros."

"Hey. What a gutsy first day. You're a boulder after the second day, when you're nervous and you're still moving."

"I knew it was you. Does it also work that you came to Mr. Carin?"

"I mean, why did you call Carin and Gate Tu-kun?

Anis is called to cook.

Since there is nothing in the land reviewed that specializes in cooking, it can be said that it is a necessary treatment.

In contrast, Carin and Gate Earth were called in the name of "security personnel".

To be honest, I really need it, I wouldn't say.

Anyway, in the nest of the Enchanted Dragon, there is the Dungeons Network.

They are strewn on the wall and also interact with the golem, which may be referred to as an advanced security system.

There should be no need for human security.

To an unbalance question, the red sheath nodded, "Oh."

"Don't you look calm, Mr. Carin? It's a soft atmosphere. Look, with the toilet place? Something that isn't enough to ask the people of the Golem."

"Uh. Well, I know what you're gonna say."

"I mean, aren't the Golem people the dungeons themselves? This, isn't it hard to ask you a few things? I don't care what happens if I interrupt your work."

"Isn't that Mr. Red Sheath's mood?

"I knew you'd understand?

Amvalence laughed bitterly at the red sheath scratching her head in a lit manner.

Essentially, the red sheath is a mass of small citizen guts.

You seem strong, you seem authoritative, you're so vulnerable to people like that.

To those who decide they look a little great, they do their best to get out poorly.

In a sense, he was the bearer of performance close to Agney's ability to avert crises.

Because such a red sheath is a "calming face," I wonder how much Carin's soft atmosphere is.

"So, who's Mentou-kun?

"Look, Mizuhiko's looking after you, and I'd like to say hello. I mean, you two are the main ones."

"I see. Well, we're meeting with representatives of all three forces anyway."

"That's right, I see. If I say so, that's it."

"Mizuhiko's taking care of you. I think so. And then I say hello, too? With Mr. Red Sheath."

The red sheath blew out unexpectedly into the unbalance called with a silky face.

I'm coming to see you easily, but this is how it looks. Ambalance is the supreme god of this world.

No matter how fat the liver is, the stomach will undoubtedly be hit.

To the warring red sheath, Ambarence waves with a laugh.

"It's a joke, to a boulder. If I accidentally do this, the angels in our department will be pissed off."

"Hey, Mr. Amvalence, there's something I really think I'm going to do."

"That's the secret to being loved, isn't it!

On a red sheath with a frigid eye, Ambalance makes a piece with both hands to show with a grin.

Perhaps you don't have any credibility because you do all these things.

When I do that, from one of the monitors in front of the two pillars, the audio sounds.

"Broadcast seats, broadcast seats!

"Yes, yes, Mr. Kazuhiko at the scene?

When the Producer-Style Tree Spirit sends a hand sign, other spirits quickly twist their fingers in the amberphone.

Then the footage of the monitor in front of the two pillars switched.

What was shown was the appearance of Funghiko with a microphone.

Tunnel connecting Einfarble to the land reviewed from what is surrounding it.

Well, it turns out he's at a land-side station that's been reviewed.

Kazuhiko, called upon by the unbalance, rests his earphones on the microphone while holding them down with one hand.

"This is the reviewed line, the reviewed land station. Guests are scheduled to arrive in about fifteen to twenty minutes."

"You've come quite a bit already. I mean, a line that's been reviewed. Isn't it too appropriate to name it?

"It's inconvenient if you don't have a name, Mr. Tuhiko gave it to you."

The land reviewed, the name, was given by the red sheath.

Therefore, it was Sathiko's idea that it would take precedence in all cases.

Nevertheless, it seems that Tuhiko doesn't say any of those things, so he simply doesn't have a naming sense similar to the red sheath.

Either way, it's a terrible story.

Kazuhiko, who is at the scene, continues looking at the note at hand.

"I talked to that Earthhiko. Gentlemen, you're eating at the time you saw the passenger car! Hey, I look forward to reacting when I see the station and this side of the tunnel! and it was."

"Thank you, Kazuhiko!

The tree spirit signals, and the footage that Fenghiko was showing switches.

but at that moment.

Behind Fenghiko, something moved at high speeds.

That figure, shown only for a moment, is a shortcut girl in a black kimono.

He was the figure of Tuhiko, who gave a piece sign with a full smile.

"Awesome. Earthhiko, I only saw it out for a moment. What are you doing?"

"Uh. Me, I've been out of TV cameras before, haven't I? When I told her about it, she laughed so much fun. Probably that's when it happened, right?

"Ugh. I mean, Mr. Red Sheath, isn't it basic translucent? What kind of treatment would that be?"

"Something still seems to be used in psychic special numbers and stuff -. You know, when I went to the clouds, that's how I used to talk about it. A land god treated like an obnoxious man."

"Mr. Red Sheath, if it's just a look, it's a fallen warrior or something."

Red sheath on black kimono and red feathers.

Basically, the samurai rounded red sheath was certainly samurai-style if you look only at the exterior.

If such a thing were translucent and fuzzy, it would look like a fallen martial artist or a wandering ghost.

"That's right, I see. He said he was a land god, but he looked like a land bondage spirit. But when we talk about this, we have to be careful around it."

"Hmm. Why is that?

"Japan is pretty good if you've become a god from a grudge spirit or something. Some people care."

"Ahhh! You're a god of some discipline, or a former evil spirit, as it were!

"Isn't that what you're saying your name is? -

A certain Lord Taoist, famous for his academic and thunderous deities, was allegedly involved in political strife and became a grudge.

The calamity that was supposedly around it was so abrupt that it was sacrificed as a god by the people of the time who were frightened by it.

Feast what scares you, and let them be gods.

In Japan, we are talking about a large number of categories.

Talking about this hand in a seat full of gods is a delicate topic.

"But that kind of story thrives when it's just within your people, isn't it? Especially while drinking."

"I'm beginning to think it's a bad thing -"

"Come on! That's why. It's going to take a little longer, so I'd like you to listen to one song here"

At the same time that the unbalance is so, the producer-style tree spirits sign.

Then the spirit, acting as a photographer, turned the amberphone towards Carienes.

Calienez lifts his glasses quickly as he raises his face, not least.

"Carienesa. Are you ready?

"Ha!!

In response to the call for unbalance, Calienes returned a temperamental voice.

Surprised by that, Eltovael, who was nearby, jumps up a frightening body.

The red sheath and unbalance also raised their voices of surprise.

"Something, you're in a lot of mood"

"Of course! As a matter of fact, I was pulling until the other day! It's the first national net since today!!

Calienes has a strangely crisp face and makes a grip.

Something like an aura stood up from my body, whether it was a manifestation of extraordinary determination.

A normal person would simply look that way.

But Calienes used divine power and was actually scattering the aura.

"I'm sure my brothers and sisters in heaven will be delighted!!

"The way you say it is disturbing!

Ambalance reacts quickly to the tearful Calienes.

The red sheath tilted his neck, while pointing a strange face towards the unbalance.

"Are you in heaven?

"Well, all brothers and sisters are gods. Some of us are in hell."

The red sheath nodded so much to the words of the unbalance.

The gods of this world, all of them are created from the Mother God.

All gods are siblings.

Many of God are in heaven, that is, heaven, so what Calienes is saying may not be a lie.

Most importantly, the times created are all variable and the perceptions as brothers and sisters are basically weak.

If the polar age is close to each other, we don't have to know, and there's hardly anything like homosexuality.

Some of them hang out so much that they want to kill each other.

"Now, listen. A new song by Calienes, goddess of singing. Title is A Song With Big Tits Stirring Up Lactation"

"It's a terrible title, isn't it"

"Lori, being a big tit, she made it because she wanted to stir up other lactating goddesses to feel better."

"Wow..."

Along with the dong pull of the red sheath, the music begins to play.

The tree spirits are playing.

Everyone, the expression is serious in itself.

Anyway, I've been practicing for days for today's production.

Well, the title of the song I was practicing is really lame.

Following the prelude, Calienes starts singing in a relaxed manner.

Just being a goddess who conducts singing, that singing is a great word.

But the contents were too allergic.

What, what's wrong with that?

It's bad for you if you squeeze it too hard, huh?

They're gonna have chest compressions and heart strains.

Well, when I exercise, I get stiff shoulders and stuff, and it hurts, so I know how you feel.

It's here from the start.

Literally, I only sell fights.

But with all that open and retarded lyrics, Calienes was screwing around with an overwhelming singing power.

He was using his power as a god in full, pushing and killing lyrics with the power of singing.

This singing, which later serves as a good example of "the waste of God's power," lasts about three minutes.

After singing, Calienes smiled satisfied when she finished singing.

To such calienes, the Red Sheath and the Spirits of the Trees applaud at all costs.

However, only Ambalance said he had a subtle smile while thinking, "I guess he'll kill me later."

The red sheaths are doing stupid things, just in time.

In the dock beneath the land under review, the faces of the Galtic mercenary regiment were eating.

Meals arranged full of tables are quite sumptuous and plentiful.

Everyone was eating to be disappointed.

It was anise who made these.

She was actually cooking and practicing to get used to the kitchen stadium.

The dishes made there were served here.

The Galtic Mercenaries don't have to waste the dishes that Annis has cooked.

It is precisely the WIN-WIN relationship.

"But that's it. People who cook the same ingredients change this."

"That's it. I knew you weren't a professional cook."

Sergei nodded loudly to the words of one of the mercenaries.

The ingredients used in the dishes belong to the village of Cocco, the village of Agney and the others.

It's the same thing that the Galtic Mercenaries usually use.

At the request of the Red Sheath, Agney and the others will be hiring them to refresh their gear at this underground dock and conduct adaptive training.

Their meal was always brought from the village of Cocco.

Those ingredients, mainly Ponkte, take the form of a portion of the reward from Agney to the Galtic mercenary regiment.

Many of the vegetables made by Agney and the others are very delicious with their freshness.

Even in the face of the Galtic mercenary regiment, which had no culinary experts, it was delicious.

But I'd say a boulder cook.

All of the dishes that Annis had made were incredible compared to the usual.

"But shouldn't we hire a cook?

"It's a good idea, but I don't even have a place to scout, so hey. Right here."

Sergei shrugged his shoulders, while being so good.

Anyway, this is a reviewed land.

Speaking of people, it's only about the village of Cocco.

I can't even go to Einfarble once I want to, but because of all the risks involved, it was difficult to actually go.

"I mean, were you there before? We're cooks too."

"Yeah. Are you serious? I've never heard that before."

"I was originally an adventurer, but I happen to have a consistent purpose. Anyway, I wish I had a good arm. I even know how to cook warcraft and stuff."

"Can you eat warcraft?"

"Wow. But they say it's as good as Getestuff."

"Still don't eat, usually."

To Sergei's words, the mercenaries show their own reaction.

Most warcraft in this world are basically unsuitable for consumption.

There are a lot of highly toxic things, and there are few things to think about eating.

Still, the only way to try to eat it would be if there were so many strangers or so many reasons.

"In the end, I quit because I could accomplish my purpose or something. But I was wondering if you were going to be staying at Einfarble or something."

"If it's him, he's not in that inn anymore. They're flying around the world."

When Sergei looked back at the voice from behind, the doctor stood there.

Raising one hand to greet him, the doctor sits in an empty seat nearby.

"It's over?

"No. Master Kougak is still working alone. I was going to help, but you said the food would be cold."

The doctor takes an attitude of prayer before meals when he says so with an unwilling look.

Meanwhile, other mercenaries stopped eating.

Nothing, I'm not being faithful.

When you get in the way of prayer, the rest is loud.

When the doctor makes sure he starts eating, everyone else restarts their meals.

"So? What about you?

"I've been saying this for a long time, but stop calling Master Kougaku. Do you have any idea how much credit he's getting?"

"I know, don't I? I'm helping you out a lot, huh?

To Sergei shrugging his shoulders, the doctor holds his eyebrows down unexpectedly and so on.

Sergei and Kougak's relationship is surprisingly permanent.

In the meantime, Sergei said, he also helped Kougak behave.

"I don't know that. I had the chance to be there for him, and I still don't know..."

It was rare for a mercenary, and the Doctor was a believing category of race.

I do not belong to a particular religion, but I subscribe to the idea of Charchellis.

From the doctor's point of view, Kogaku can also be called an object of gratitude.

Even if not, Kougak's accomplishments are enough to garner respect.

Calling this old Kobolt man, revered by many, "Ji 'i" would be about Sergei.

"So? You were able to confirm the location?

"Apparently, it's about as informative as it sounds. They just say there's still a place where you can't be sure. You put in a fine exploration."

To Sergei's question, the doctor answers a sigh of sympathy.

Kougak was currently using telescopic techniques to identify Agney's whereabouts.

This technique of interfering with the pulse flowing through the earth and looking far away is one of Kougaku's specialties.

Speaking of why you're doing that, it was to prepare Agney and the others to help.

Sergei and the Galtic Mercenaries have undertaken from the village of Cocco "to protect the Agney tribe if necessary to ascertain the current situation outside the land under review".

Above all, we need to "identify where the Agnies are" in order to do the job without delay.

But to the current Galtic mercenary regiment, that was difficult.

Anyway, it's hard for us to gather information ourselves.

Some are provided by guilds and eltovaels, but the accuracy and freshness of any information is life.

Most of the information that comes from other sources is that these two are fatally lacking as we cross manpower.

Meanwhile, the parts that require more detail even in the same information vary greatly from situation to situation.

In the end, it is often best for us to collect the information we need.

Especially for things that make rough things like the Galtic Mercenary Corps work, it can also be a dead and alive issue.

For them like that, Kougak's "far-sightedness technique" was exactly what they wished for or fulfilled.

"That's helpful. I wonder if this will make my job a lot easier."

"We naturally need to make a supplementary confirmation when we get there, but that still saves us a lot of trouble. It is also significant that we have been able to confirm that the information received from Eltovael is fairly accurate and detailed."

Ertvael also provided the information necessary for the activities of the Galtic mercenary regiment.

Information from sinful angels can be considered credible.

But the doctor doesn't seem willing to take it as it is.

Ertvael has been hiding his identity for a long time and has made requests to the Galtic Mercenaries.

That, too, is just dangerous work after all the hassle.

Not once or twice, for example, that I was dying.

That's why we're being cautious with our Eltovael opponents.

"O sinful angel? This hand research is a specialty. Aren't you supposed to let me trust you?

"I suppose so. But I didn't know the Red Woman was like Eltovael... I still can't swallow it..."

The doctor looks like a bitter bug chewed up, exhaling.

Eltovael was disguised as a woman who liked to wear red when she came into contact with the Galtic Mercenaries.

Because of this, Sergei and the others called Eltovael's disguised appearance a “red woman”.

"Well, that's okay, isn't it? I can't help it. Thanks to the difficulty, you had me shake this job?

"I don't know if I'm happy or not. Horn to horn, in the future, the information you can trust seems somewhat reliable. As soon as Howlika, Skysler and the guild get back home, we're finally going to be able to get down to business."

As soon as the three forces finish their gaze with the red sheath.

The Galtic Mercenaries were to begin their activities outside the land under review.

The three forces are to take advantage of this opportunity to meet together and have a forum for discussion.

I'm planning to talk to you about a variety of things around the land that has been reviewed.

In doing so, Funghiko is planning to request help with Agney's search and retrieval.

If we can get their back shield with a lot of influence in each area, we can never be more reliable.

"To state-of-the-art equipment, two states and alliance cooperation. If it happens, it's all because of you."

"It will come true, no matter what you think. There is no one to help and lose money. Instead, we'll be fighting over where we can sell more."

"I guess so. In the meantime, do we have to wait for the situation to be notified,"

Trends in the three forces were also to be reported to the Galtic mercenary regiment on a case-by-case basis.

Think about the impact on their activities.

"But it's a luxurious facial rash.“ The Ghost of Skysler. "You mean" The Wise Eye ”? That's a big name for both of you."

"If I were to say that, I would be the Fourth Princess of Houlika. That's closer to a yakuza or a mafia than an exchanger."

Sergei laughs bitterly at the doctor as he nods.

Triea Houlica was a celebrity in their industry.

Being a royal princess, he embarks on his own backwork.

Besides, the way it's done is dirty.

They prefer so-called "egg-connected" means, like criminal organizations.

"I'm the type of person you don't want to work with. Depending on the conversation, that's what's gonna happen."

"I don't want to work with you anywhere, as far as I'm concerned. Everybody, it's a hassle in a separate way."

"How dare you, well, you just got all the trouble together"

To Sergei's words, the doctor nodded aloud.

Speaking of trouble, they're just troublesome people.

In any case, I skillfully maximize my profits and minimize my expenses.

As a hired partner or a partner at work, it's very difficult.

"In the meantime, before you do that, let's have a delicate pasta. Say."

"A glimpse with God?

"Oh, that's quite a valuable experience, isn't it?

Sergei remembers his conversation with the red sheath and makes a niggling smile.

It was an interesting experience if you try to make it an easy-going position Sergei.

There wouldn't be such an effortless god.

As a Sergei, it was very sticky and easy to talk to.

But what about people with so-called positions, like the representatives of the three forces?

There should be a lot of trouble coping with it just because I can't do anything serious.

"If I asked Teruhiko, would you show me how they react?

"That's a bad taste."

To Sergei, who laughed joyfully, the doctor shook his face and shrugged his shoulders.