"Oh my goodness. I've been waiting for you."
The morning after the feast ended.
It was the Cui Yu women leaning against the Fei Dragon who had given a carefree greeting to the Tors who had left the fort in an attempt to leave.
Slightly thick top with a perfect hat in snake leather with only green feathers.
Precisely dressed like going on an empty journey from now on.
"That's an eyesat. Ha-ha-ha."
"Good morning. Chita."
"Good morning. It's a good flight day."
"Morning. What's up since the morning?
As Thor lifted his eyebrows to the word he was waiting for, Chita returned the words with a thin grin.
"I'm flying away, I don't know ~"
"Are you sure it's Riu's?!? That's a good idea."
"Right. I have time, and it would be rude to refuse the courtesy."
The two lovers of Fei Long replied instantly, so it seems to be a decision to go out with them.
Thor, who held Sola's eyes together and scratched under his chin, just lifted Moo and pushed him into a boat in the belly of a flying dragon.
To prevent people from wasting their time wanting to sit in the cockpit at the base of their necks.
Thor, who then saw Euril and Sola boarding, asked the pilot, who was about to climb his feet on the projection of the scale.
"So, what are you going to show me today?
"Er, look, he's the one who was making it into a nightshaw."
To that familiar word, Thor recalls when Chita once invited him to show the witch in the back of the swamp.
He said it was an act of rebellion against his brother's way, but he told me that he still had a purpose besides that.
"Another reason you taught us the existence of witches?
"Yeah. Thanks to you, I can finally fulfill my wish ~"
Switching to a laugh like a prankster, Chita let him wave as he gently ran up the back of the flying dragon.
"Here we go. Get in. Get in."
"Already, To, what are you doing? Don't look at me like that!
"Mr. Thor, if you don't hurry up, I'll leave you."
Tor quickly boarded the boat, laughing bitterly at the two hurrying.
The wind gathered by magic pushes up its wings and the dragon giant slowly rises into the universe.
When I turned my gaze out as I tasted the familiar floating sensation, it was already in the sky.
Moo raising his shaky voice and Yuryl leaning by his side face out of the edge of the canoe amicably.
The young man at the outpost standing on the walls waved me loudly to see if he noticed the two of them.
The moos also wave back their hands as they breathed together.
Flying about three times over the fort, the flying dragon pointed its nostrils in the direction where the sun rose, causing its wings to swell wide.
Occasionally the wind covers the ear and the scenery switches so that it is pushed backwards.
Morning legs drift all over the swamp, depicting a bright white and black contrast.
Thor exhaled emotionally and long, recalling the fact that he was muddy there until yesterday.
Sora, who was sitting next to me, reaches out to me to labor.
The two left their hands overlapping and dropped off the shifting under-eye landscape.
Without such Thor's thoughts or teeth, Fei Long, who gently jumped over the mud, made it to the abandoned prison.
But without a bare gesture to rest his wings, he leaves the roof of the lightly squared building behind.
Behind the marsh, which had lost the Lord, seemed to create a huge blank.
And the giants of the mud poison that were there disappeared, but even the sea of mud spread.
Fei Long continues to fly slowly over it.
Apparently Chita's destination is still ahead of us.
The view remained irreplaceable for about thirty minutes.
Though it seemed most exciting enough for Moo and Euril to watch without ever getting tired of forming ahead.
And suddenly the scenery changes from black to brown.
What was spreading ahead of the marsh marked its end was a wilderness that turned and dried up.
The black chunks that you can see by the way would be the bushes of the wasteland Tsu.
The muscles running vertically and horizontally as far as the blood vessels are concerned are not the way to go, but the remnants of the river that have evaporated because of their twitching.
About the size of a cow, he also saw a herd of black beasts with twisted limbs.
Turning his gaze further back, the mountains, oddly distorted as they wave, are in the distance.
Before the new scenery, Thor shrugged like a point had been made.
"... I see. Couldn't the mist have come in the way?"
Thanks to the defeat of the Tors and the witches, the troublesome fog that was blocking the sky disappeared, so that we could finally get further into the land.
Without losing sight of the desolate land beneath his eyes, Fei Long increases his speed even further.
The Tors continued to take an interesting look at what was happening on the ground as it passed.
Will it fit when it's been going on for about an hour, or will it inadvertently come down from the top?
"Be careful because I lean a little ~. Because it's a little hazy ~"
When I realized, the mountains that were supposed to be so far apart were approaching me right away.
The barren mountain skin full of bitter rocks is so clear in the eyes.
Narrow room with its mountains and mountains.
In a valley cut off on both sides, the body of a flying dragon enters to be inhaled.
The sound of pounding my ears so loudly that the feeling of the bottom of my ass lifting rapidly struck me.
In the wake of a gust of wind blowing from directly below, Feilong accelerates at once aiming at the top of the sky.
The giant suddenly turned upward, and Moo made a pleasant scream in the diagonal canoe.
The two of them, who stayed on the bow, slip down and hit Sola.
And the three of them stuck together, and now they're stretching out to Tor.
When I grabbed the edge of the boat and stopped, the girl and the child laughed out loud with their eyes together.
Rarely, Euril, too, has a bounced laugh.
Left and right landscapes fly backwards like arrows.
A swirling wind shakes her hair flashly, conveying the feeling of her cheeks being pulled back.
When I realized, Tor was laughing unknowingly, too.
A few seconds, maybe a few decades later?
Suddenly the light of day plunges into the Tors, who accidentally escape from the shadows.
At the same time the canoe regained its horizontal, along with a unique feeling of flutter and visceral shaking.
Everyone's gaze turned naturally forward as they blinked at the glare -.
The laughter stopped at once.
Beyond the mountain, a vast sight awaited the Tors.
A gray hillside that continues as a wave.
A plain lined with reddish odd rocks.
It also looks like the blue trees are still as dense as the forest, rolling up sand and dust to move around the ground.
The thick river that snakes between them is red as blood.
But it wasn't them that nailed Tor's gaze.
Beyond them.
Something black covering the horizon.
Nothing.
What covered the land as far as I could see was what could only be described as a vast emptiness.
But at a glance, I can understand exactly who it is.
It was a huge hole.
Without being able to sit still, the Tors silently see the abyss that opens their black mouths.
No, I can't keep my eyes open.
No matter how you scratch it, your gaze turns to it so it sucks in.
The four, who remained silent, continued to stare at the huge cavity as if they were frightened.
I thought even my soul would be sucked in like this...
Now the boat leaned wide to the side.
A beat late, Tor realizes that the Feilongs swirled forcefully.
When I regained consciousness, the direction of the ship had been changed to the direction it had just come.
Exhaled from the bottom of his lungs, Tor leaks a small whine into the sight he just saw.
"............... you really did happen"
"Huh, oh, I'm surprised. That was amazing."
"Yeah, that was awesome. That, what!? Toe."
"That's the" big hole in the coma. "Mr. Mm."
"The Great Hole of Coma".
It is a hole that the gods of the world are said to have worn into this world.
It is also said to be the root of all temper.
When I was young, I was told to go to bed.
But in the village where Thor grew up, there was no human being who saw it straight away.
Even after moving to the border district of Dadan, there were no stories of witnessing.
It's probably because it's too dangerous to be a substitute to go out of your way to see it.
The words of Chita, who said a memorial, echo once again into Thor's chest.
She seemed to be one of those adventurers who wanted to see ahead again.
"It was rough. Moo, I thought I'd pee."
"You had a crisis, Moo."
The child, who looked up to Sora's answer, pushed the girl's body away with a small hand after only a little silence.
And as I crawl through the gaps I was forced to make, I climb onto Tor's foot, which was sitting behind it.
Moo, who changed his body's orientation as it was, softly settles his butt in the middle of the claw.
The child, who turned his neck and looked up at Tor, went on to say the words with joy.
"I knew if you were going to pee, To, that would be you"
"Uh, cheating. I like that, too."
"Um, maybe I can hold onto Sola Nee's bum. This is Moosen."
"Well, that's not true."
"Mr. Sola, how about my knee if it's good?
Turning to Euril's words, Sola fell in laughing happily.
Put your head on the knee pillow and raise your voice as surprised.
"Soft! Fluffy, Tor! Mr. Yuryl's thighs, they're amazing!
Thor, who already knew the feeling, scratched under his chin in silence.
Unlike the outbound route we were in a hurry, the return route was at a relatively slow rate.
The intensity of the deep temper may also be relevant.
Three hours later, without a thing, the Tors return with a marshshore fort.
Stepping out of the boat, a line sniffed the stinking swamp air for a relief look.
"You're annoying. That's it for today."
"You wanted to see that one?
"Yeah, I knew I'd have to look at it once or so ~"
"... well. Could it be?"
Chita's expression was clear so that the memories could be lost beautifully.
But in the inquiry, the maiden of the Cuiyu tribe let her shake her head little by little.
"Yeah, if this makes you feel refreshed, I was going to go back to the country (Regionalia) soon ~"
"What! Mr. Chita, are you retiring?
"What do you want? Grandma Yu."
"It means quitting the adventurer, Mr. M."
Moo, who opens his purple eyes wide, hastily compares Chita to the flying dragon next to him.
And I said it out loud.
"Oh well. Then is Moo the only one left? Nice to meet you, Riusuke!
"Don't name yourself. I won't even retire again."
"Really?
"Yeah. I have a few things to do ~. I'm going to go on for a bit longer, so it's nice to meet you ~"
I wonder if my obsession with my brother has yet to be resolved?
Tor quietly shook back the hand of the offered chita.
The hand was stronger and warmer than I thought.