The God has moved to another world.

The war between Borweiz and Micheleef was settled in the form of a Borweiz victory.

If it's to be precise, Michelin 'Reef can no longer keep his body as a country, something like that.

First, a defensive line was broken down by Metermagito, destroying the capital.

In that mess, a majority of the leaders died.

It was no longer even making it difficult to maintain the system as a state.

If it was normal, I could still figure it out.

But in fact, it is in the middle of a war.

Borwaitz does not miss this gap and repeats a thorough attack.

As a result, Micheleef was literally doomed and his name was to be erased from the map.

No one expected it at the beginning of the war.

The moment Metermagito's intervention was decided, it ended as everyone expected.

Borwaitz may seem to be immersed in the victory of betraying the approximate Lower Horse Review.

But the general public, anyway, the upper echelons couldn't have said the same.

Beyond winning and occupying, Borwaitz must stabilize Micheleef.

But Borwaitz lacked all the personnel, funding and know-how to do so.

Borwaitz himself is incompetent.

In the first place, the national scale is different.

To say that suddenly heal the land that is wider than our own territory and is in the midst of chaos is, normally speaking, impossible.

Still, domestic stability had to be rushed.

The security system must be put in place as soon as possible.

There are troublesome non-human threats in this world.

In a force worn out for war, in the unlikely event that a human being is attacked by a powerful warcraft, etc., there is a risk that it will not be able to deal with it.

I can't even look at the phrase that I suffered an unexpected and unreasonable defeat, eaten by a warcraft.

If we were to allow that, it would also be too bad for Borwaitz for his national decency.

If you can be seen as exhausted, it can also lead to showing gaps in attacking other countries.

In fact, Borweitz, who is greatly exhausted, was somewhat suspicious as to whether he could maintain his army in the event of a nearby war.

It's a desperate effort and so far I've managed to hold out.

Sooner or later, it was the prevailing view that we would rely on other countries.

In this case, it is naturally Metermagito that we will rely on.

Perhaps Metermagito would be happy to support him.

The condition is naturally the protection of accessible and prompt elves.

In this war, some countries benefited greatly.

It is the Transport State Skeisler.

Prior to the war, Micheleef had contracts with other transport states.

I guess I took a long time and let him sniff enough nose drops.

Its adhesion with the Transport State and the royal nobility was strong, and there was no hand in the “ghost of Skeisler” Binkert Subainku either.

However, as a result of this war, Micheliffe will lose a large part of his royal family and will be absorbed by Borwaitz.

For Skysler, who had a contract with Borwaitz and despite the transport of the "Iron Wheel Knights”, which virtually determined the end of the war, it was an opportunity to expand its sales channels without further ado.

Naturally, Skysler comes here and strikes out into the offensive at once.

Instead of obtaining access to land and air access on former Micheleef soil, they offered free transportation for several months.

This coincided brilliantly with the current state of affairs, which is the cost of war, and Borwaitz's desire to lay a defensive net for the whole of the country against warcraft as soon as possible.

Skeisler also concurrently enters into a priority agreement with the Alliance in the former Michelin realm.

It was a selling complaint that the safest and quickest way to transport in the former Michelin realm is by far Skysler.

As a result, Skysler succeeded in expanding its sales channels at once, as the largest force in the former Michelin realm.

It was finally possible to give a bubble to a rival transport nation that had been simmering boiled water.

as unusual as Binkert's delight,

"If you can get married, you can smile and let Pryan Blue leave the office."

So much so that I said, etc.

It has nothing to do with such a world situation.

Difficult problems were also rising in the village of Cocco.

It is a question of "designing Mad Eyes on the premise of merging", as it is commonly called.

Between Agney and the others, it was fashionable to process Mad Eyes into thoughtful forms to compete.

Sometimes it is asked directly by Tuhiko, and the popularity doesn't seem to wane.

As many Agneys tried and missed this, a piece was created that shocked all Agneys.

It is a creature-shaped Mad Eye that merges, made by the hunter Gin.

Move the Mad Eye with extremely thick arms and short legs, supported by a shaped Mad Eye specialized in movement.

Successfully gained overwhelming destructive power by concentrating an integral amount of power solely on attacks by arms.

The mobility of Mad Eye, which specializes in mobility, also combined to show incredible strength.

The shock suffered by Agney and the others was even more serious than any other idea that had ever existed.

Young Agney and others were greatly affected by this.

The younger Agney is basically the more archaic he is, and the older he gets, the newer he likes things.

Therefore, the sense of golem among the young Agnies was such that they wanted to put in a scratch when they were born, "prowling in the shape of a torso".

To this power fighter thought, the concept of a merger is a brilliant match.

Young Agney and the others created Mad Eye, which seemed to combine the power and power of two.

It was the old Agnies who were making real-life oriented Mad Eyes that received fierce incitement.

For Mad Eye of Design Thoughts like Speed More Than Power, Tactics More Than One Strike Power, the combined form is just a threat.

Attacking doesn't go through the damage, and even if you move quickly to avoid it, you are caught using the processing power of two bodies.

In that case, in a light armored real oriented system, there is nothing we can do about it.

They had no choice but to be exchanged.

It's not good as it is.

The old men narrowed their wisdom and finally found a way to open it.

This one merged to make a big deal out of it.

Giant golems exist in the real system as well.

After the consultation, the old men worked together to roll out the new Mad Eye.

It is a moving fortress type Mad Eye "Field of Elder".

By the way, it's not Japanese that Agney and the others use, so "Field of Elder" isn't English either.

From Agney and the others, this is what it's like to make such nuances easier for the Japanese to understand.

I would like you to understand that it is a highly complete transliteration of different worlds, which also exquisitely reproduces the grammatically subtle mistakes in English.

Well, as long as that doesn't matter.

What an amazing trinity this "Field of Elders," Mad Eye named the Elder's Field was.

The underlying six-legged walking body is powerful, built to throw away speed and wave polarity into power and defense.

On top of that is Mad Eye with his left and right asymmetrical arms.

Only one arm was oddly hypertrophic, and its destructive power could easily be imagined.

Surprisingly, that's not all.

A thick, sturdy arm can also throw an ally Mad Eye far away.

In other words, it also acted like a catapult.

Of course, it was also compatible with stone throwing, etc., the firepower of which was overwhelming.

Those were the young men who tried to get into the production of Lost and Huge Mad Eyes, but they waited for it.

Middle-aged Agney's span told me it was not good to keep pushing.

"If you're big and hard, you're strong! But you don't say Mad Eye! I'm not supposed to be creative anywhere else!

Neither the old nor the young had the words to give it back.

Both factions were uncomfortable with something different.

Real or super, keep it big, and you won't be able to pack it.

After discussions beyond the faction, Agney and the others finally reached an agreement.

Up to two combined.

In a sense, it is a disarmament treaty.

The historic agreement since the beginning of this village of Cocco was to take the name of the place where that discussion had resulted and be called "the previous treaty of Hanako's cabin".

By signing the treaty, the "Field of Elder" will be sealed.

The location was chosen under the crows' huts.

Incidentally, it was not dismantled, and the means of sealing was used because it was cooler.

Just the same thing was happening in the village of Cocco.

Keith Maxwell, a Metermagito affiliate and deputy head of the Iron Wheel Knights "Shadow Crossing, who was in intelligence at Einfarble, was reading an order delivered with a blatantly unpleasant face.

I want you to cut off your current assignment and return.

"Oh no, this. What shall I say to the captain?"

Keel scratched his head, like a blur.

Skipping, that said, I do my job once and for all on the street.

I worked a lot to collect information and sent it quite a bit to my home country.

As a concurrent intelligence agent, I'd say you work in a higher category.

In fact, I also grabbed some new information and am delivering it.

But if they say that's enough work for "Shadowcross” Keith Maxwell, there's only one way to say no.

The arm of a man who is trusted by Shelbren as deputy head of the Iron Wheel Knights and as an intelligence agent is not dimensional to that of the merger.

If that bothers you, sniffing out who "something" seems to be happening around Einfarble right now will take some time, but it's possible.

It's possible, but I wasn't at all willing to do that to Keith.

"I smell like shit. You should never touch me, you know, when this is the case."

There is no specific basis for this.

I sniffed it off the moment Keith entered Einfarble, can I just say it smells bad?

The moment I stepped in, the finest vigilance sounded in my head that I should not explore this place at this time right now.

In other words, in a tangible way, it's just a hunch.

Really, there's no basis for anything like this.

But thanks to this inquiry, Keith has been saved many times.

For example, even when we are about to be put in a hostile position with Shelbren, we have succeeded in avoiding it by merely making inquiries.

I didn't know anything about the situation at all at that time, but later I found out about that fact and it seemed like I was going to chill.

After that happened several times, Keith had decided to believe his own account.

This time, I've been telling you never to let useless exploration get in here.

The order does not specifically state the reasons for the return.

It just says come back.

The problem was the person who issued the order, which was issued in the name of Shelbren.

Just knowing Keith well threatens to be seen as simply "skipping" his current state.

Unfortunately, it's a bad day to day, so I can't help but think so.

"What shall I do? I wonder if this is the one with the angry pattern."

Shelbren is scared, so I'm not happy to be pissed off.

Is there any reason, or would it taste bad if I didn't take it by hand?

Or is it possible that you will be convinced because your "survey" was said to suck?

No, what would I do if my men said, "I was skipping because I had a feeling I was going to suck"?

I might forgive myself because I smell like trouble.

But a normal feeling would definitely piss me off first.

What reactions will vary from person to person, but "Well done! It shouldn't feel like."

"Don't sneak up on a god you don't touch, I think."

Exactly odd to say, Keith doesn't even realize that at this time.

Is there any good reason?

For example, he got hurt or something around there.

"I was wondering if I could give Stenglaire a little bit on my way home."

I'm gonna put a little face where I know Stenglea is, and I'm coming back to Textoo.

So, it was tough having a fight or something, and I said, I use it to stock up on excuses.

It's usually the first unlikely option, but now there's plenty of room for choice.

Returning without any particular skill to the detriment of Captain Shelbren's mood.

To give a little bit to a group of hostile snitches in a nasty way without any particular significance.

If these are put on the balance, it is overwhelmingly the latter that is easier.

As much as that, buying Shelbren's unhappiness is something to avoid.

Finally, it could also be used as an excuse to say that the stainless steel obstruction was terrible and I couldn't find anything, etc.

Do you want to try?

When he made that decision, Keith was just about to start getting ready.

near the center of the "Reviewed Land".

The red sheath was solidified with a dying face as he sat directly on the blue seat laid near his company.

Nevertheless, the hands that are adjusting the land have not stopped.

Around there, boulders would be land gods and such.

Beyond the gaze of the red sheath was a two-pillar god.

One pillar is the Sun God who is always here, Ambalance.

The other pillar is the great thing of the bottom of the water, the great god of the bottom of the water.

The Great God of the Underwater sighed with a troubled face as he drank the one-cup liquor in his hand well.

An old man with a long, bright jawbeard with a sturdy looking body.

That is the appearance of the Great God under the water.

It is surreal inside to see an old man with a cheap, alcoholic item with terrible majesty and an unexpected majestic presence of what he sees.

"No, seriously. I didn't think that was going to happen. Net, I was totally unexpected, too."

"Hey. That's, uh, I thought, too."

Saying, Ambalens poured onion juice on his half-drinking one-cup liquor with his balls.

Plus there, sprinkle the seven-minded chili.

It's a guy named Daikon Sake who came back to drink when he went to Japan a while ago.

Incidentally, the rice noodles were boiled in an authentic electrically insulated rice noodle pan, capable of simmering many different kinds of spring onions at the same time.

It is the one I often see in convenience stores and such.

The tree spirits were also poking at it as they said Wye.

Apparently they have different preferences for each of them, and that one is delicious, I hope this is delicious.

"Damn, you're so shiny!

"TOUGH! I like TOUGH!

"What's in the honeysuckle?

Look at the noisy tree spirits. The Great God beneath the water narrows his eyes.

However, she still felt sad and immediately returned to her unfloating expression.

"Huh, I don't know what a young man would do first"

"Really. I mean, what's wrong, Mr. Red Sheath? You look like you're dying."

Speaking to the unbalance, the red sheath bounced up her body bikly.

"Oh, no, that. I wonder why the Great God of the Underwater is here. haha."

I'll laugh for now.

It is the virgin art of the righteous Japanese God.

It was a while ago.

Suddenly, the Great God of Ambalance and Underwater, with a plastic bag with a rice pan and a cup of liquor, has pushed it onto the "Reviewed Land".

"Grandpa Shima Su"

"Hi, hello. No, it's been a long time, Lord Red Sheath."

I'm used to the unbalance, so anyway, when it comes to the Great God under the water, it's just the Great God.

From Zako Land God's point of view, it's on the clouds.

Such a great god beneath the water is now eating a Gyoza roll with one hand of one-cup liquor in front of him.

Gyoza rolls, by the way, were dumplings wrapped in a condiment, Oden Tane.

They say it's a tare sold in Kyushu and parts of Tokyo, and this can taste good again.

Well, as long as that doesn't matter.

The Great God of the Red Sheath and the Underwater is not a first glance.

When the red sheath is still learning languages and such in the heavenly realm, we have met face to face.

"Hi, it's been a while. Oh, oh, shit, I mean, you know, Mr. Amvalence."

"What the hell?

"Well, I'm also allergic to these things. Was it ok for some other god to come in here in a casual way? Well, it was sealed."

"Yeah, fine. I've already unsealed it."

"Yeah, it's that light."

The red sheath draws his face to the words of an ambassador who says hello.

Ambalance nodded with some difficulty when he seemed to make a good portion of the one-cup liquor.

"Well, not when you're sealing it, huh? I'm sealing it. Arrest me to the juncture. But the seal has already been unsealed."

There is basically no such thing as a god of land in this world, "Sea Plains and Middle Plains".

Most gods are free to go wherever they want and do whatever they want with each.

Of course, some of the "things I like" included "seriously running the world" like an unbalance.

Some gods stay on the same land, but that is not something like rooting in the land, like the so-called "land god," or assimilating it with the land itself.

Some freaks like that if you look, but, well, that would be a really special example.

Anyway.

God in this world is basically normal to go wherever he wants.

"It was unusual to keep it off-limits. Mother, well, Mother God made a different world, and I banned her because it was a lot of trouble."

When "land reviewed" was "land abandoned".

It was supposed to be temporarily off-limits, not just for humans and organisms.

It is a nuance such as no entry because it is messy and dangerous during construction.

"So you officially declared you can go in now?

"No, not at all. But I didn't tell you not to come in after you unsealed it. I didn't even say you could come in."

Oh, this is the guy who can cut back whatever he does.

The red sheath was quick and understood the ill-intentioned thoughts of the unbalance.

"I didn't say I shouldn't go in there," he said if he complained about why he was off limits all the time.

When someone steps in, he stands around saying, "Why did you come in on your own, you didn't even give me permission?"

It's a style of combat that you don't mention, but it doesn't matter.

It's a method of warfare that the troublesome type of boss who is good at powerhalla and such is good at, well, it feels like he sometimes sees it in Japan and such.

Though cleverness does not suit the unbalance.

Perhaps if you don't use that kind of little trick, the current "Haiwon and Nakahara" is getting to the point where you don't stand.

The difficulty of the unbalance shifted and the red sheath felt complicated.

"Oh, something about Mr. Red Sheath's gaze is so warm. Suddenly."

"Oh, no, I'm sorry. Never mind. haha."

"That's it. It's been a little rough, so this is how I came up with measures. Really, I've been involved in a lot of trouble with Lord Red Sheath. I'm sorry."

Thus, the Great God beneath the water bowed his head in regret.

Moments, Red Sheath's blood temper also drops in a squeaky momentum.

"No, no, no, no, no! I can't believe this is such a hassle! Because if I had stayed that way, I would have vanished and ended it! You mean I was better helped!

"It would be helpful if you said that, but I thought I would push a lot more in the future, and it would be painful."

"What are you talking about! How thankful I am that I am only serving you like this!

The Great God of the Red Sheath and the Underwater, who had such an exchange for a while.

I just finished him off feeling a little classic, and the bump and the unbalance cut the point.

"No, actually. The bottom of the water was supposed to come to inspect the land. In the form of a proper official inspection."

"Well, it feels like that's enough."

"Look. I'm here to see you officially and drink because I treat you differently"

Even if I had come here sometimes with patience, if it was the first time I had visited officially, it would be my "first visit".

It's a so-called political array, but I wasn't sure because the red sheath wasn't good about the net area.

If I were a little more of a clever type, the red sheath wouldn't have become a miscellaneous fish land god by now.

Amvalence explained the meeting the other day.

It's about the Great God of the Underwater gorgeously trying to silence what he disagrees with by kicking his official visit.

"Oh. Well, no one's going to try to say it - He's the great god of the bottom of the water."

Placed in this world "Sea Plains and Middle Plains," the ocean is bigger than the world where the earth is.

Because, at any rate, the universe is also a kind of ocean.

The universe of a world with Earth is basically a vacuum.

There's nothing. It's a vast space that doesn't exist.

But.

In the "Sea Plains and Middle Plains" world, the universe is full of things called "ethers".

He's a good old SF guy.

Explain it in detail, it gets longer, so, well, if you think it's full because you're a relative of the water, you're not going to be greatly wrong.

Because it is a place full of such things, the universe could also be described as an "ocean made of ether".

Then it will be the God of the sea who will preside over it.

In other words, the Great God of the Underwater is the head of the gods who preside over "the place where there is nothing in space".

Naturally, the imbalance is much more dominant when it comes to things like stars and planets and other energetic things.

Still, it is definitely a great god of authority.

Originally, the red sheath is a great god at a level that is even hesitant to get into view.

"And aren't you already? But I was there. Bloody young man."

"I didn't participate in the discussion, well, there are some pillars of a young god with weak authority. Push me. First things like ourselves should go scouting and see if there's any rudeness."

The red sheath nodded at the words of the Great God beneath the water, which he said with his face in his face.

Indeed, all of a sudden the VIP comes out, which is something that seems like a lot of problems.

It seemed rather natural to the red sheath to start with negotiations at the clerical level.

In Japan, when God has a meeting with each other, the other's divine angels meet carefully first.

"Uh. Well, it makes sense, or something"

"It is. When they say that, well, yeah. It's happening."

"It's a pushed-off shape."

"He's young, so he's got momentum. When the gar comes, Grandpa, it's in the form of a shove."

Sigh in tiredness and sigh a cup of booze.

It's quite surreal to see the big god drinking something that looks majestic.

"Um, it doesn't matter. Mr. Amvalence and the Great God of the Underwater are subtly alike, aren't they?

There are words and deeds, the character of vegetables, and tricks.

But it was a sort of natural thing.

"Well, I'm telling you, it's from my mother. Me, too."

When I say "brothers" because age is separated in billions, or because the mythical history of birth is different, I have a saying, but it's definitely something like "blood".

Well, since the Great Gods are one another, they also spend longer time naturally.

It can be taken for granted that attitudes and words and deeds are similar.

"Huh? Does that mean it's me? The truth is, there was supposed to be a great god under the water, but there was something wrong and there was going to be a young one,"

"That's right. Two thousand or so of those young people are coming together to tell me."

"He told me not to let those people be unscrupulous. I wish you could educate the Red Sheath. I was hoping we could have a meeting."

Two thousand years old and young, what.

I mean a meeting. It feels awesome to be here to swallow mecha.

Various questions echoed in the red sheath.

If I could, I would just like to throw a round at Eltovael.

But unfortunately, Eltovael was not here right now.

Before the ambassadors arrived, they headed to the underground dock in Tuhiko.

I was talking about future adjustments.

If I knew that the Great God of Ambalance and the Underwater was coming, I would fly back.

We're both using God's power to hide signs of God, etc., so we won't be able to sense them first.

When it comes to revealing sinful angels, it's hard to fathom God against them.

"Huh. I see. haha."

The only thing I could do to the red sheath right now was to laugh for now.

Please, Mr. Eltovael, come back soon.

I've already got zero life points!

The cries of the red sheath were also empty, and there was no sign that Eltovael would return.