The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

The eastern part of the kingdom of Veriraldo, the western end of the territory of Trame, the village of Tor -

It was a cold night.

Wearing a thick fur cloak and walking in a number of bags is a pedestrian named Flois.

Beyond Creniere territory, to Trame territory. Nearly half of the former Casling territory, devastated last year by the great rocks (meteorites) that descended from the sky, is now the possession of Count Trame. It is a journey towards the town at the knee of its lord.

The sun has already fallen abundantly, and the small settlements that were visible in the distance have long been out of light. If it's also these countryside, the lights are candles and lamps. But oil is not infinite, so if it's night, it's normal to just rest.

Frois sighed.

Step into the snow-bound village of Tor, the settlement surrounded by its tree fence.

The truth was we were supposed to be there by evening. I was also horrified to see the village. In the meantime, it was surprisingly distant, late at night if you noticed. It wasn't where the bunk was negotiated, it wasn't just because of the heavy footprint stepping on the snow.

It's cold. I can warm my hands with my breath, but I can set foot in front of a village without light. Okay, well, it's not sneaky to wake up a resident, but he'll freeze to death as he is. I can't change my belly on my back.

Nevertheless...

Frois puts his neck in numerous footprints engraved on the snow. Besides...

Standing right in front of the private house next door, Frois stopped his leg.

The door was broken.

No, it's exactly how it broke like being hit from the outside and smashed open.

No way, the robbery went in? Or is this multitude of footprints a bandit raid?

A village surrounded by silence. Hiru, the cold wind that blew stroked his back. It was a frois that was about to shrink, but I think back soon.

If there was a raid, it looks like it could burn down, but it doesn't look like the building was burned down.

What about the other houses?

Frois decided to try going around another house.

Maybe there are still thieves out there. The heart sounds higher. But since the village is so quiet, let the thieves raid it, and you are already walking away from it.

Countless footprints, even in front of the house next door. The crate on the side of the house was broken. Scattered pieces of wood - I don't see any contents, but I wonder what was in them.

The front of the house, the door - this one was broken too. There are still signs of breaking in.

Do you want to check inside?

Frois hung his feet on a wooden staircase about three steps high in front of the door. Gino, a plank of shimmering wood. At the same time I heard footsteps from inside.

A nudged figure stood in front of Frois.

Big man over two meters tall. No, was that a man? The face of that shadow, which had cramped through the door, was like a dokuro, and his eyes were even more red and glowing.

- Skeleton!? No, monster!?

The skeleton warrior has a very massive, armor-like body. Unlike the undead, which has only bones, it's flexion.

"... ningen...!

A spooky voice was uttered. At the same time, the giant approached Frois.

"Hih, hih, no!

I lost my hips. But before I put my buttcake on the snow, I was jumped by a monster. His hand grabbed his face, and further down his neck, a sharp protrusion was stabbed - Frois' consciousness distanced and interrupted.

A TR-2 dragon-eye reconnaissance aircraft flies through Willidis' sky.

I was looking up from the parking space in front of the hangar to a long-range reconnaissance aircraft flying like TF-2 Draken.

Dragon Eye is currently in test operation. With the exception of replica floating stones, which are almost made of the diversion of parts from other machines, they are stable without any trouble for as long as they are not designed to be bizarre.

Already produced six planes. He has been allowed to carry out the task of mapping the Kingdom of Veriraldo, which was previously carried out by Poinix and was en route.

If this exam operation goes well, I intend to let other countries fly for reconnaissance action in earnest.... airspace violations? I don't know.

Near me, Deesy is looking up at the dragon eye as well. As always, he was eating sweet bread with Munchkin. I don't seem to be eating carelessly, but what are you thinking?

"Mr. Jin."

When he called from behind and turned around, he could see Tomomi from Kihara coming.... for some reason, in a made-up costume.

The Japanese woman's dark hair had a reputation for being beautiful, but her hair is glossy and beautiful. I usually wear glasses, but that in turn creates a calm atmosphere. A maid who can do her job... But I don't think it's judging people by their appearance because it's a brawler.

"I brought you some tea"

On the tray she's right, a tea set and a big bun.... For a moment, the bun looked like slime.

"What's wrong, that outfit"

"I want to be of some use to you, too. It's not good to waste food."

Shinohara, he hung up. Deesy raised her hand with her gaze pointed at the reconnaissance aircraft.

"Maid, give me that treat."

"You look great..."

"Yes, yes, this is for Deacy."

Shinohara seemed to have fun. It also looks kind of like dealing with my sister. Dixie slimmed - she stood next to me, leaving room for her to hit the bun.

"Are you a new fighter?

"Reconnaissance aircraft. It's deserted. What, you want a ride?

No, I can't fly a plane.

Eyeglasses made-up to shy away.

"Still, Mr. Jin is amazing, isn't he? Individually equipped, planes, robots, and more flying ships -"

"Bikes, comms, golems on tanks... well, you made a lot of stuff"

"Salary...... wasn't it, in the original world"

Wonderful tune of Shinohara. You told her a few stories before.

"Ex, yeah. Since I broke my heart and left the company, I've been pulling back."

I look up at the blue sky from a distance.

"What's the sudden matter?

"No...... It's amazing to just build a car in this world, but it makes a plane or something, so it's amazing."

"I just heard that. I used to imitate writers, but I felt like I was being useful with my knowledge at the time. Besides, cars and fighters are not as sophisticated machines as they are because of the use of magic and ancient civilizational products."

So I don't think I can make it when they give me the parts of the original world.

"Well, it would be the influence of your master in this world. He did what he could make, depending on the allowance."

"Master...... Do you have a master in this world?

"I was there, I should say, and again, I don't know if you're still well. I was taken care of by magic equipment making.... Didn't you tell Shinohara? Professor Senstal."

"No, I've never heard of it before.... Professor?

"Oh, 'Professor' is the nickname I gave him. He was crazy."

Hobbyist or indulging in something of interest resembles Yuna. Most importantly, while Yuna was only interested in magic, 'Professor' was interested in all sorts of things.

"If you want to know about her, Dr. Daska does. You should ask him."

What would the professor be up to by now? I've been dating a while before I went to the Union and ran up the hero's stairs, but I haven't seen him since I left that country...

To be clear, life and death are unknown. Rather, it's because I don't know too much about the current state of the Union.

That's what Dragoneye did, and I think we should strengthen SS intelligence to enhance intelligence gathering on the United Nations side...

I should have thought about it sooner.