Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

- Zah, zah, zah.

The magic just keeps ringing the sand-mixed noise.

This was developed by the Enchantress. Not only can you grasp the surrounding terrain records, the location of your people, but you can also talk to people far away.

However, there was a distance from the headquarters when it was also a fourth tier, and adjustments were needed to stabilize it.

That way, when the engineers are making subtle adjustments over and over, zah! and make a tall noise and quiet back.

"Dear Hakam, it's time to support dinner."

Hearing that, Hakam, the conductor, nodded.

Now it's not a cryptographic name (code name) or anything, it means exactly what it says. All those who cook dinner participate in the fourth tier offensive, so HQ begs for their return.

Hakam looks back, and kneels before a man of good stature.

"Then, Prince Walth, I will end my assignment for the day. This is the first offense for the prince. Don't push it and let us know by correspondence (line) if you have any problems. Always rush quickly."

"Bring back that crude piece of magic, Hakam. It's an unnecessary substitute for me. Admit the rest, but don't be late."

In the snow, Prince Walth tells him so in a cold voice.

Losing means of communication in enemy territory is close to suicide. Though I almost said so, Hakam also knows that I can't change his will. I bowed one head and decided to start working on the withdrawal tonight.

"Hmm, that's a heavy vibe."

We are watching the sight of things like that.

Mariabelle, who finished packing, is also rocking her long ears and seems concerned about their conversation.

"Surprised, I can't believe the royal family of the Alirai Nation put their faces on the table. It's in these underground ruins, too."

"Is that what it is? I've never been close to a great man, so I don't know much about him."

The king won't be traveling first, will he? If you see him, he's in a carriage with an escort.

Put your finger on the tip of your jaw, the half fairy elf tribe thinks. And I pointed my pale purple eyes at this one.

"Although royalty varies from country to country, Alirai has a complex form of religion. Mr. Puselli will be more familiar with the area, but it comes from putting together multiple tribes a long time ago."

Yeah, you've heard that story before.

It's going to be a boring story for me just interested in traveling and adventure and fighting. I could have been spotted with that idea. She laughed cously and then tangled her arms.

"You're like a child. It's really nice to be an adult, but I'll keep that to myself. Come on, let's go home, too. If we don't run this time, we're gonna be late for work."

"Oh, it's true. I don't care if it's snowing anymore, so I'd like to sleep there."

I absolutely don't like that, the girl pointed me in the face. Well, was it a little harsh on women in the wilderness?

The girl still swells her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"It would be helpful if Uridora's magic of movement could be used at times like this without feeling comfortable. That would not be the case if that royal family was watching. See, how long have you been frowning?"

Turning around, there's a dark-haired beauty sighing at him. Having put her hand on her shoulder from behind, she had a slightly softer look than earlier.

"Did something good happen too?

"Uhm. While the ghost is away, there is the word. They're out of their sight, and people are starting to come out everywhere."

"Um, I wonder if you're trying to tell a difficult story to Uridora. You're gonna make me look more sleepy together."

We don't have much luggage from the beginning. There is no need to prepare for return, slipping through the armed men.

And I was whispered with a beautiful voice from her in my ear.

"Fu, fu, fu, fu. The truth is, you want to walk around this fourth layer as much as you like. Swords and magic, battles and adventures. As much as that, there's actually something everyone likes to do."

"I see. So what do you like about Uridora?

"There's plenty of them. Too many to count, but I've decided what I want to do now. Surprise those who can afford it and make them panic."

They give us an elegant grin, and by contrast, we're gnawed. Because I saw a black horn growing shiny on my forehead.

The existence of a dragon man would no longer be the domain of fairytales. There are so many intelligent dragons in existence that they are rarely represented in people.

"W, Uridora?

"Heh, heh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh He wants to get to bed soon."

Her fingertips are stretched from behind to touch the stone walls. And so that her own color is painted all over, Zuch! spread with the sound of

It's like ink dripping in water. It shows the spread at once and changes the scenery until earlier. Not only me, but the elf girl had her eyes open again.

"Hey, hey, Uridra! The royals will see us!

"I'll show him. My abilities… No, it's good to know that there are things I don't understand with the power I've been given."

Beyond her shoulders is Prince Walth's gleeful appearance. He opened his eyes to the limit and looked like he had been slapped in the head with cancer.

"His ability is to see everything in the world. Even though it was given to me by the god of kingdom, I don't doubt it's foolishly my own power. But you can't see this. We have a high degree of cover-up and information protection."

Without even looking back, she looks as beautiful as a ghost. From that look on, I guess it's a fun event for Uridora.

But getting eyes from royalty can be a hassle, needless to say.

If you think normally, you should let yourself go and tell him it's irrelevant. But I held her hand, and from the other side, an elf girl said, "Ugh!," he said, hugging.

Sandwiched by the muddy warmth, the Magic Dragon gave me another different grin after a lot of silence.

Well, how was Prince Walth's mood?

The soldiers pass by, saying tired and tired. Everyone's expression is completely forgotten about the offensive mission, etc., and they'll be thinking about tonight's meal and booze.

Among such soldiers, Hakam walked away with a military-like salute.

If you look up, the powdered snow continues to fall. And the fourth tier is a vast passage.

Well, I wonder how they'll take a break. Think so. Prince Walth looks at them as he walks away.

The anticipation was a little... No, it was a lot different.

The technique described by a woman in black dress-shaped armor brings up something like a black stain on one side.

The soldiers are sucked into the hole without hesitation when they say that it is such a massive sorcery that they cannot know what to expect.

Prince Walth had his eyes open as the regular soldiers doyed off. He was the only one with the power of analysis who saw several dangerous alerts overlapping in his vision, such as "Unanalyzable," and "Obstructed," "Confidential," and "Contraindicated."

"Whoa...!

With a slight tremor in his voice, the prince unexpectedly reaches out his right hand.

One woman ahead, who did call herself Uridora, was certainly staring at this one. He was making his red lips smile invincibly, and that was as confident as it was when he was introduced.

What was she saying then?

- I am the Lord of the second tier.

Her voice echoes in the back of her brain and anxiety swirls deliberately through her chest. If that is the truth..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Wait, you!

That's what I ordered, but Uridra never obeys. At the end of the day, when they are drunk into that darkness, their signs disappear completely.

Around the time was silence, and all the spirits of light that illuminated the labyrinth disappeared again.