Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

On that day those who lay down on the slopes of the sand were not as comfortable as alive.

How dare you tremble from your belly? This earthquake was caused by demon armies pushing from the north.

My throat is so teasing to drink, my fingers trembling at will, even as I hold the water bottle. I waved my fingers diligently to contain the tremor, and when I struggled to pour water into it - it tasted like death. It tasted unpleasant and irritated the back of my nose.

Tremors are transmitted to the whole body by fear, which is somehow suppressed to make a slight peek at the face from the slopes.

To know the enemy, you don't even have to use a magic tool that looks far away in your hand. Every single thing that pushes like a black avalanche from the slopes is a monster.

Those who saw it were utterly stunned.

The sergeant who served to issue the decree can only shudder much louder. Without knowing what the hell to order in such a land, he just opened up so much that his eyeballs seemed to fall.

Neither the way we fought, which we debated until yesterday, nor the teaching of paradise (Eden), which can be reached only by the brave, does not even come up with a word of prayer to God.

White. Thoughts have already traveled to the world of death, and their vision creeps by the frightening sweat that flows. No matter how scared or whatever, I could never be distracted from the army trying to give myself death.

"... who. The ones who bruised and laughed that they couldn't even break through the protection of the oasis."

No one can answer that faint voice. That's what everyone here said.

I just know that in a deserted land that can't even be called a front-line base, the high achievement of those who repel it will be. I will not deal with such demonic armies and push them back. I can see that at first sight.

It cannot be accomplished without courage, intelligence, and overwhelming strategies, tactics, and warfare.

The role just moved on to them this time.

Now there is nothing else to regret that communication problems make contact with the Oasis unsatisfactory. The sergeant now thinks knowing more about enemy forces and how to repel them was the top priority.

Wear the water from the water bottle from the head and somehow fight the technique (yes)...... no, explore the technique of survival. When I washed my waste face, the dust that I could stand in drained black water from my hands.

Then turn your gaze around.

It would be a giant tower to pierce the heavens that you see right away. This was left over from antiquity and is believed to have once burned the raging and mad demons.

But the enemy is on the verge of silence, and the inheritance hastens the soldiers to say that it was not just inheritance.

It's the largest number of soldiers.

It is assembled by the tri-national alliance as an important defensive hub. In the centre there was a flag showing the lords of the prestigious Southand family, many of whom felt comfortable in their participation in the war. There are past feats, and trust is much higher than the regular army of the royals.

The total number of troops deployed was 28,000. It is also enough to fill the defensive positions.

When it comes to the opposing Demon Army, reports say it exceeds 20,000. It wins in numbers and defense facilities, but it would be an overwhelming loss if viewed in volume.

"What, that Royal Regular Army placement? I want you in a position where you can escape at any time."

The stupidity invited the laughter of those around him, even without trying. I laughed at the fact that it was such a pressing situation that I'm sure everyone thought the same thing, but I was afraid of punishment and couldn't speak.

But there's something worse in front of me than punishment. I guess that's why I invited them to talk lightly.

"Must be. More timid than we are. I want you to enjoy the view from here."

"Come on, give me a break. If you do that, you're gonna leak your piss."

As the duro and the ground vibrated, they nevertheless sought humor. I'd like to forget a little bit about fear, though.

And when they had finished laughing, they grabbed the face covering without even receiving the decree, and pulled it down. A life-threatening showdown has already begun.

Years later, I believed that there would be a laughable day when there was a day like that, and I held an iron weapon back to my chest.

Okay, look inside the other tower.

Three towers are arranged to protect the land of Alirai. They are each named "Towers of Burning Fire," "Towers of Burning Fire," and "Towers of Purgatory," but are all ancient weapons with the same performance.

It is also said that the designers of this are not people. It's not the right time to build to verify the times. This weapon has been around for a long time before the country was able to do so, which is what bothered the experts a lot.

And there were two of them who sounded their shoes, and proceeded loosely through the dim tower.

The outer walls here are thick and don't let the noise of the demons go through. It was a place full of silence and their shoe sounded high.

One of them is a grey-haired man with skin strapped to his skull. The robes worn were dark sandy, indicating the finest position in the land.

The other is a glossy woman on her skin, peeking at her dark hair from her robe. Her eyes were the same color again, a woman who made a cold impression somewhere.

Inside the tower there is a staircase to draw a circle, and furthermore a magician is embedded in its outer perimeter. It's not a joke, it's a man-shaped hole where every person is positioned.

The expression of lack of consciousness is to fully control the magical power that man possesses, and no matter how many well-known scholars he has followed, he does not unravel it to his principles.

The woman looks around with interest and speaks to the man who walks in front.

"Master Lovai, I hear this weapon called Purgatory Tower has been around since ancient times. Can you tell me why you can still run it?

"Hmm? Yeah, you just got here. Didn't you know? But I don't have a dream of calling this a weapon."

The female voice sounds like a bell, and in large part the male one sounds like a sand country rough.

The woman, inclined to the old man's words, opened her red lips from between the robes. Plump and vibrant colors are also like bright flowers blooming into the sand.

"Dream, is it?

"Yes, it's a dream. I don't mind calling it romance. This tower is so far out of the hands of men, and that is why it is the vague and unrealistic words that resemble it so much. Don't you feel that way if you saw it with your eyes and touched it with your hands?

That's what I say and look back. His eyes were shaped like snakes. It looks like she is losing her manhood, but the woman follows without showing fright in her temperament.

Those who line up around them have nodding eyes, holding blue and white crystals. It had the brilliance of magic itself, and the woman looked around as she reflected on her eyes.

"I see, is it a dream? I think I understood just a little bit."

"Yes, that 'chi' is enough. Some say technology brought from heaven, but that's just preposterous. We can only see reality through results."

The guy laughs at the creeps and what's funny.

When a staircase with similar views finally interrupts, it leads to the desired hierarchy. It was a thick glass room with a single chair.

"734 was an unimaginable number of magicians."

"... oh, you're changing. Did you count all those? As you've already heard, there are no such facilities as the Mage's Guild in Alirai Country. The reason for this is that we have to support this great tower."

That is why it leaves even those who are older than it is strange to whitebone them. Sometimes it is said to be inhumane, but everything is ignored or punished by the royals. Regardless, the judgment that makes the difference in punishment is based on the other party's identity.

As I recall, the man looks back again.

"Yes, the demonic stone brought about like a mountain. I don't even know what would have happened without that. I'm sure everyone would have dried up like a mummy, haha."

The old man, having finished laughing, walks toward the chair in the hall.

It has no useless decorations or anything to it, and it shows a luster. You like the feel, the old man sat back with a grin on his face.

Approximately one hundred meters high. That alone is endless as a technical skill. Only here were thick glass exterior walls, viewed to the horizon.

Looking east, you can see something as thin as a claw twig on the far side. That's a burning tower alongside this tower. It's horrible because the effective range is too wide to manage this much distance in one tower.

"That's a huge number, the Demon Army."

Yes, the woman standing at the window leaks her words. The attempt to fill the sand black is no longer exhausted by one of the rolling things.

But the woman looking back did not give her frightened expression at all, but rather had a blossoming grin.

"Yeah, then we'll have fun too. It's been a long time."

The man laughs and touches the treasure balls that were on both railings. It had a bright red color and a glow reminiscent of blood.

Guio......!

For a moment, I think the soldiers misheard me.

He heard a strange noise coming from the top floor of the tower, and looked up and he was distracted like a pneumonia.

But that's not a mistake to see or hear. You will soon see with that eye what the old man calls "reality through results".

Shua and a ray of light licked the sand.

We had an explosion from the basement shortly after we counted seconds.

When I describe it as a word, it really becomes such a cliché. That's how stunned I was until my head turned white.

Everything in sight is in flames, and I don't like people who can describe it in detail. At best it's enough to twist your cheeks to find out if it's a dream or a reality.

The Red Lotus Tower showed its power for the first time in roughly a hundred years. This was a natural disaster, and many feared that man's hand was shaking it.

This is how the man who was in possession of the magic tools he foresees up to the distance, who joined the war from neighbouring Toshgard, apparently leaked. The sun has appeared on the surface.

Later on, he returned to his country and told him so, and he looked as white as he had died.

But it wasn't just because of a weapon called a tower that frightened him so much. The demon armies, wrapped in the flames of the Red Lotus, were left on fire and pushed toward the defense forces. Burning carpets and body surfaces, trying to eat and kill humans.

Yes, this is just the beginning of a nightmare.

The first war ended in a pain-sharing, but from now on it will be so great as to shape the fate of the country. At the same time, a second party left the mainland of Gedover.

The glorious stage for the warrior, washing blood with blood, finally opened the show.