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

Grand Shade Castle in Kapatar, Empire Nation.

On that corner, on the throne between the emperors, was the figure of the Bulgador Kulf Digratl.

Fifty. He is a long-sleeved figure, whose body and harsh expression add up to reminding samurai. The black based costume was decorated with gold, the red cloak - its shades were the Great Empire itself, and the space in which he existed seemed to be filled with cold air.

The heads of each department raising the report are also naturally nervous and drooling. Listening to the ministers and concluding his questioning with a short reply, Emperor DiGrattle rose from the throne.

"Leaving for a while. Zachardi, I'll take care of the rest."

"Ha ha."

The magician, called Zacardi, drowned his head, and the emperor left, thanking all his subordinates who lived side by side.

Diggrattle proceeding through a private exit from among the emperors. Behind it are two Kingsguards who will put together a golden armor. Walk the red carpet to the big crotch and eventually arrive in the desired room.

When Diggrattle enters the room, the Golden Knight stands in front of the door and becomes the gatekeeper. One, the emperor inside, goes through an elongated passage and comes to a room with a magic formation painted on the floor. For nothing, he uttered a word of "forwarding" when he stood at the center of the magic formation.

Wrapped in blue light, Diggrattle's body disappears.

The next time he opened his eyes, he moved into a room where the alien soldiers defended him. Boneless metal floors, walls - even with magical lighting, I feel cold and dim.

The emperor says nothing and leaves the room. The alien soldiers silently let him through.

The interior covered in metal also has a different atmosphere than the emperor's castle. Diggrattle walking without a welcome, but a path he's already accustomed to. Keep walking without getting lost.

Eventually, I went out into a huge space. Severe mechanical sounds echo. The first thing that pops into my eyes is a golden airship. That's more than a dozen ships, placed in a row beside them.

Diggrattle stares at it and is called out when he walks over to the railing.

"... oh, this is, Your Majesty the Emperor"

"Mato."

Here, and if I did my gaze, there was Horse Dong Scien, a heterogeneous researcher, who approached me as he sounded his shoes.

"Also, were you wanting this one? Let's not have too much of an alternative to the other day."

"... two more ships"

"Yes. Manufacturing techniques in the era of ancient magical civilizations are great. Even in the world I was in, this kind of construction speed was unlikely."

Ma Dong gently put his left hand against his own chest.

"Most of all, did you say the core of the floating island that was recovered the other day...... Ariez. The standard of the array does not match, and there is such a thing. If it fits, it can be built at ten times the speed it is now…"

"Okay, I'm not moving this right now."

Diggrattle returned his gaze to the golden ship.

"... what happened to your left arm? You didn't grow up on your own, did you?

"Oh, is this it? Yeah, it's a bioprosthetic using Scar's technology."

Ma Dong tried to move his left hand.

"Because the rebel mage dropped my arm. Hey.... but thanks to you, we've got tougher arms"

I guess it's a genuine word. Diggrattle, who guessed it, spilled a much smaller grin.

"How's Schmeltz? Looks like we can recover it?

"At His Majesty's behest, I am making you dig the ruins of the former Gualan Institute... well, it will be only a matter of time"

Because that's not what dies to that extent either - for a moment in its eyes, a ruthless color comes to mind.

"... can he kill the rest?

Poop, Diggrattle said. Ma Dong loosened his expression.

"Let's not. If approaching immortality and killing the immortal is something else."

……

Diggrattle has his mouth shut. It's hard to guess what you're thinking from the side, that side. No - Ma Dong detects. Now this emperor...

"Gin Amiwool"

The emperor uttered the name.

"Would he have killed the rest?

More than a year ago, the hero of the United Nations, who cornered the Great Empire to death and approached the Empire. In that battle, he said, he lost his life. Diggrattle was very disappointed when he showed up in front of him.

Thereafter, the Emperor embarked on a revenge against the United Nations by lifting the ban on cross-world technology. He was currently sending troops to conquer the East in order to stop its roots.

but under unexpected resistance, its invasion plan has caused significant delays. insurgents in the Empire Nation, and a mercenary army that will Phantom Anger. Even in Western domination for resource acquisition purposes, it was inhibited by the kingdom of Veriraldo, which had amazing modern weapons in place.

"It's something the world can't keep."

"That's why it's fun"

Ma Dong said with full certainty.

"We are told that in the Kingdom of Verilardo there is a disciple of Gin Amiwool"

"I read the report. But he's not as aggressive as a teacher."

"And, okay?

"Jin Amiwool is here to slap the commander. I mean, if you add your guess, you're the type to come first and take the rest of your life."

"I see."

Ma Dong nodded, but immediately tilted his neck.

"Maybe we're just looking at opportunities."

"... Speaking of which, you left a suspicious shadow in the Imperial City"

Diggrattle remembered. There was a case of someone trying to get into a secret room with a bond and get rid of the charcoal.

"Can't we find out what's going on here?

"If we were to find out, the rebels would have pushed us."

Ma Dong was instant. The insurgents will be attacking us by precisely finding the secret stronghold of the Magic Army. Given what we've done so far, if the enemy finds out about this place, they won't let it go first.

"The military said they were sending assassins to the annihilation of Amiwool's apprentice. but it all seems to have failed"

……

"Change the spear tip?

Like a public tale, Ma Dong tells.

"We will put the weak Union behind us and beat the western kingdom of Veriraldo first..."

"The rest is the last thing you eat that tastes good."

Diggrattle replied pale.

"You eat it first, then you have nothing to look forward to"

"I would also say that the sprouts of danger are only to be picked early?

"Difficult, dangerous, come on. Fine! Otherwise it's not funny!

The emperor opened his eyes and spread his arms.

"Look, Mato. For the rest, this world is a game. The rest will conquer and destroy all of it!

"Well, it would be fun to destroy the world. A very luxurious act."

Modest tone of horse east. I don't fully endorse it. But Diggrattle didn't do it either.

"So, what's going on with the ruins investigation? Do you think I can get a clue?