"... Wow, is this the heavens"
A paradise in the sky where immortals live.
A giant 'mountain' follows the clouds, while still advancing through the sky looking brave.
Hahn, who looked most closely at it as Majan's human being, was breathtaking.
Even though, giant mountains are susceptible to faith.
If it floated in the sky and was flying further, the ambition was enough to haunt and fall in love.
The wind flame can't travel fast enough to flatter me, but it's still quite fast if it just floats.
I managed to rendezvous, Hahn, who was in a hurry to surface, but I noticed something along the way.
"Stopped?
Not much scale difference, a situation where there is no comparable object in the air around.
That's why it took me a while to realize, but the heavenly realm that was heading west had stopped.
On the contrary, it was lowering altitude to match the hahn.
"No way, notice me..."
"shrinkage method, cattle towing"
In an instant, my vision was switching.
Still far from the Great Eight States, Hahn, who was just floating like a balloon, was in a flash being 'moved' to the summit of the Great Eight States.
"Huh?! Is this shrinkage?!
"Uhm, you're right"
A technique, shrinkage, specializing in mountain waters, a disciple of Swivok.
I hear that you can attract distant things as well as yourself.
But even so, it was an impossible story from his subjectivity.
As a general rule, shrinkage should not have been able to travel that far.
"Stupid, drew a floating opponent at this distance?!
"The tow is too fast...... I don't know what it means"
"Using the heavenly motion method, without prejudging the advanced moves of shrinkage..."
I am surprised by that, as were the young immortals who were around it.
After all, astonishment was also specific only to the techniques we could use, the techniques we knew well.
Nevertheless, I can't even be so surprised.
Majan-Harn had regained his composure even in a situation where he was just the first person he met.
Anyway, it's not like it's completely unrelated to heaven.
"I'll see you first. My name is Majan-Haan, the former king who ruled the Kingdom of Majan until the other day."
"Well, the Lord is the father of Thoon and Snae."
Oh, I knew it, and Swibbock was convinced.
Anyway, I was wearing a treasure that I made, and I couldn't think of any other possibilities.
"Who is Sansui's master?"
"Anyway, it's Swimbok"
Huge body, big man, great husband.
A former king of the kingdom of the mighty, worthy to call it that, retired and still muscular.
He was in awe of the man standing in front of him.
Little boy, kid, country kid.
It just seems so, it hasn't even reached weakness, the weak who should be out of the question.
Suppose he is the master of mountain water and moves this great eight states.
There is no way I can dance high enough to be a user of Wang Qi and Divine Descent.
"How odd to see you like this, but I wanted to ask you something."
"Ho."
"Because you're passing over our country? The people are anxious, so please let me know if you don't mind."
Majan-Harn is not already a king, but he had the minimum 'vigilance' to change the way he spoke to the circumstances.
But this is a mountain and island floating in heaven. If you get in a bad mood, that could be the 'heaven' coming down.
If this is the place in front of Majan's subjects, you have to behave quite majestically, but there was no resistance to getting out poorly in the absence of the subjects.
"I see, naturally. It's not irrelevant, and I'll tell you what."
Suibok told me what happened in Arkana that he was going to head to the rescue in the Great Eight States.
"The dragon attacked with me?
"Ruri. Saiga and my disciple argued with the dragon, and I hear that Thoon and Snae fought against me the dragon."
"I didn't know that was happening..."
"I didn't think it had anything to do with you. I want you to forgive me for trying to pass in silence."
My own son and daughter fought and survived bravely in a distant exotic country.
That is something to be proud of, but it is unlikely that we will do anything like this.
"No, you must have come in a hurry too. I'll guess in my heart. But I'd like you to make my seat, if you don't mind. I gave up my country to my son, but still, ex-king, there's something I can do."
Both Thoon and Snae got married properly through their muscles.
They came all the way to get permission to marry, and Majan allowed it as a nation.
That means Majan and Arcana are supposed to be distant relatives.
It would be a disgrace to the country not to do anything because of the predicament of its relatives.
"Hmm... Master Kacho, what about here? Because there are eight islands, what about breaking up with you?
Daihachi states float from time to time, so I can move sideways and vertically, even if I say I'm going to 'move'.
But Majan doesn't either. It will be possible if Suibok digs up the tomb on the outer road, but the Majan people will finally escape (whether they can escape or not).
Majan needs to be prepared to provide assistance, but the Great Eight States want to go as soon as possible.
If so, it would be a good idea to leave some of the Great Eight states here and follow them from there.
That's what Suibok claimed.
"Fortunately, there's me and my master. There will be no shortage if we break up on both hands."
"So which one stays, Non or you?
"Of course, I'll go first. I can't say there's no time."
"Do that. I don't think the dragon will help either."
Immortals and heavenly dogs on the spot perceived it.
That the lead of where we stand now has been transferred entirely to Swivok.
Swivok had received the immortality of the goose, who had ruled the land for more than three thousand years, as if it had been thrown away.
"Rain Four Lights and Pork Deer Butterflies down to the ground, you guys stay here and go to Arcana one foot ahead." O former king of Majan, come with me to the throne. "
"... never mind"
"What, Noon wants to hear a little bit about Sang-sui?"
Usually an almost deserted island, used during special events.
Having decided to concentrate on its operation, Kacho took Hahn away from Suibok's former.
Fluffy, gracefully relaxed.
I flew away, aiming for the island where I started to descend.
The eight main cantons of Suibok continued to fly without day or night.
All the way to the kingdom of Arcana.
On the wind, at the same speed as the wind, accompanied by clouds, looking down at the clouds.
The heavenly realm, which was known in and around the Middle Plains, is a mythical sight in countries farther away than it is.
The sight of giant islands running through the sky at fierce speeds had something to worry about what was going on in the face of the lower realm that did not know about the war between dragons and men.
In fact, I'm flying for the end of what's already happened.
All in all, it was really close until Suibok came back with the Great Eight States.
"Oh, you're awake."
When I opened my heavy eyelid, my vision slowly became brighter.
I have my eyes open, but my focus is uncertain and my vision is unstable.
In short, all I know is that it's bright.
"Long time no see, festive me"
"Are you..."
I heard voices that I would never forget.
Surprised, I try to move my body.
But I can't even move one of my fingers.
I couldn't move, as if the bottom was fixed from my neck.
"Um, not God."
God who gave me all his temper and blood.
Festival I accidentally erased the candle of my life, the God who dropped it into this world.
The god had not spoken to me in years.
"Well, I..."
When my head became clear, I remembered what I had done.
Yes, Festival I intercepted the army of dragons with the most powerful sword in my hand.
"I..."
I'm dead.
I was convinced to accept it.
At least, compared to when I died of God's failure, I could feel death.
Or maybe he was feeling raw.
"God."
"What?"
"Have you been able to protect the city of Bathrub?
"Not intact and dead, but the dragon could not cross the Lord."
The most powerful creature, a dragon, had the power to destroy only one nation.
In a situation where many dragons were attacking, Festival I was defending a single city.
Hearing that, Festival I was at ease.
"... mine, its"
"Oh, is that your Lord's Harlem? They're all alive."
"Right..."
I was convinced.
I was realizing that I had done it.
Untrained, but I was satisfied.
"I did it right..."
"Um, everyone recognizes your Lord as a hero, and I praise you."
"Good......"
"Is that good? Wasn't your lord just a pain in the ass?
Why do people want the strongest?
I guess that has fantasies about being the strongest.
Both the festival and the mountain waters had uneven definitions of the strongest.
The strongest is not just unbeatable or winning.
The strongest means no suffering, no tiredness, no effort, no troubles, no strays.
Clean up everything without difficulty, even looking cool.
An absolutely invincible 'protagonist' who has no problem with anything but the strongest (jibu).
That was the strongest thing I ever dreamed of.
And it was real. But that was far enough away to disorient me.
"I... I didn't want to be the strongest on the way."
Life went on even after losing to the mountain waters.
I knew it would be fun to be strong.
I knew it would be fun to learn new techniques.
But I can't just do something fun.
"I could have done it right."
I'm just strong, and I don't remember being of any use.
I received my taxes from the Batlub people and have used them to live as I please.
That is because the Lord of Bathrub expected of me a feast.
I could live up to that.
"It's not Masakazo... I, I, I was properly asked to respond..."
"Right."
"... is it life expectancy that I died like this?"
"Dead or dead."
"I... even if I was just walking on your destiny..."
Festival I was content with my 'life'.
Of course I have a lot of heart left, but it's still too different from my previous life.
If I could work hard, get everyone to praise me for it, and work desperately hard to protect all of them, and do it.
Wasn't that a full life?
"I've had enough."
"No, listen to me"
"That's okay, even if it was the result of getting rid of the candle again, I was ready to die."
"Listen."
God made a feast of my ho ho.
"Yes, it hurts..."
"Your Lord is not dead. Open your eyes properly and scratch them."
Sleeping Festival I looked around again.
"... you know, it wasn't like this before"
It's buried in the dirt and it's only out of my neck.
Besides, I can even see the inside of a wooden barrel in my sight.
I was completely buried, in the form of a knee hold.
It's a dead situation in a way, but it's too different than before.
"Your Lord is not dead. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"So... where are we?
It's not the royal palace of the Arkana kingdom.
"Ah, then I go to God only in consciousness..."
No, Noon's coming to Arkana's royal palace.
"Why?!
"I don't know why..."