Lagon was flying south through the sea with the mites. From a lagon that doesn't have the ability to fly, you're right that Mitsu is taking you flying. You can see three islands under your eyes, but beyond them is already Kingdom territory.
It's not Bokovo we're aiming for, it's the foothills of Sheba, a very high mountain all the way west along the coast of the Ten Po Mountains.
I go to meet Jamon, the wizard behind Sheba, who lives in a place where people can hardly come and go from the southern land side due to the mountain elevations being so high.
This information was confirmed by Krasabi to Gasparn after the earlier completed luncheon of the House of the Duke of Hahnnan.
It was Gymon who was mentored by a magician named Deekichi, whose magician named Deekichi is quite suspicious. I just don't know where that Dirkichi himself is right now.
I mean, I'm about to see Jamon as soon as possible just to make sure that Deekichi really took the automaton out. You can definitely tell this by asking Jamon.
I would also like to make a note of the water boiling system and the gas cylinder that was fueled by Diekichi, who was then taking care of the Duke of Hahnnan's residence. This was also used by Unitota in the Viscount of Cyber territory, so the smell pumps that the mafia definitely has to do with it, but there are other wizards involved.
Moreover, it is hard for someone to hope not only for His Highness's assassination, but also for the reputation of the kingdom to be discredited or abandoned. We also know that it is intertwined with the thoughts of the mafia and has a rather powerful power.
The words of the True King were remembered in Milin's first meeting mixed with the adults.
'I'm staring at them as someone is plotting them.
That came out in the story of the giants trying to sell a fight to the kingdom by some mistake.
I don't know who thought of it, but I've kidnapped a half-fish prince and deliberately carried him to this land with great difficulty. I also knew that I was struggling to keep it alive, to put wet clothes on the kingdom, and I let it feed off and mirin. inferring from the orders given to them, the ultimate aim would be to kill the prince and impersonate his sins into the kingdom.
I have no doubt that I have deliberately brought you to this country to enhance its credibility. So when were you going to kill him, it would be reasonable to assume that he was only imaginary but after the assassination of His Highness.
If the kingdom were to have killed a prince in retaliation after his highness had been killed by a half-fish man, a total war would no longer be avoided. Moreover, it also looks like natural retribution from the kingdom, but public sympathy leans heavily on the half-fishers as well, if what they are supposed to have received earlier is a kingdom. Many international public opinion, including the Church, would coldly hit the kingdom. If the history of the past is to be seen, then the decline of the future kingdom seems to be visible.
The Titans are also told that the kingdom is enslaving a warm giant. I can only hope that someone seems to have discredited the kingdom and reduced the number of collaborators like the church army to target the kingdom's quadruple songs. Would there be anything that would make that much political judgment and delight the kingdom in following the path of decline, ruin?
Speaking of threats to the kingdom, Largo only realizes so much about the imperial frontier uncle who took it backwards apart from the food distress, and the fact that the divided small nation is after the seizure of the throne, other than the Mafia. Even if the Mafia should want to feed the kingdom, and other forces also targeted the royal authority, isn't it all meaningless that the kingdom itself, which has come out of the Demon King's crisis because of it, should perish?
(─ Then who is willing to do that?
Earlier today, Krasabi was asked to examine what would become a gas cylinder.
I thought this would be another important clue. That's not what I was good at, but Krasabi has recently seen remarkable improvements in basic abilities due to increased magic retention.
After that incident again, it was up to those who were free to wander around at the Hahnnan Mansion to do so. I can see that the crusty being around His Highness and selling his face considers it appropriate and that the result of that investigation is that something called a gas cylinder is not what Largo had in mind.
In Largo's memory of his previous life, man should be something that can't control pressure. The name gas cylinder is familiar, and I think it used something of the same name, but it's just a container made of iron or something - cylinders' mechanical performance - that lures compressed gases into each of their pressure energies.
Just as gravity was uncontrollable in the previous life, if the cylinder does not function properly so that if the upstairs floor breaks, it falls downstairs, it causes an accident called rupture or explosion.
But here we can fly by magic. In other words, gravity can be controlled.
Likewise, the gas cylinder seems to be a pressure controlling insert, so that the gas molecules are aligned, wound and stored in a sheet like toilet paper in a thin tube plugged straight inside. It is believed that the amount of gas that can be stored in the gas cylinder in this way is condensed to a level that is said to be several hundred times, perhaps 800 to 900 times the actual capacity.
It's not the container that's doing it, it's like the magic put on that tube.
The cylinder itself is thus not required to withstand pressure as a vessel. Of course it is under some pressure, but that is not significantly different from the pressure applied to beer bottles, cans of carbonated beverages, etc.
By opening the cock on the cylinder that contains the gas in this manner, the outermost gas molecule is released. When the internal pressure applied in the cylinder falls below a certain level, the alignment of each molecule appears to be severed.
The lower the internal pressure of the cylinder, the greater the amount of ejection from the cylinder because each gas molecule wrapped around the tube will be out of alignment.
It seems that the conditions for the molecules to align with each other are obtained from the degree of openness of that cock, with more and more emissions depending on the amount of gas removed.
The container itself appears to be made of a special ceramic with slight flexibility, which in its state of preservation does not itself amount to 10 times the atmospheric pressure. Is it about the high air pressure on the bike?
Flammable gas packed in cylinders in such a strange way, but with faith in the information in library metal, we have come to the conclusion that Largo would be methane gas from among the flammable gases found in this world in terms of their molecular weight, combustion efficiency, etc. It also exists as an underground or marine resource and in some cases can be generated from dirt.
This gas cylinder is a very important invention to transform this world of sacred springs and magical centers into a rich civilized society, but it cannot be seen where the mafia is always involved in its provision today.
Lagon wanted to make sure that Jamon was involved.
(─ In some cases, you may have to set up with the wizard.
Soon you will see the high mountains of Chiba.
I have a big magical reaction in my middle belly. It's a demon pulse.
Wizards and demons alike have pulses separated from pulses with vast amounts of energy strewn all over the world called dragon veins and holy veins.
At the same time, the top says it has its pulse in the body as well.
Because of the nature of not having an entity in the case of the Demon Nation, Pespectiva says it is repelled by the acquired nature in the dragon vein, but without it in the case of the Wizard. I guess it doesn't bother me at all because it's enough to go in and out of the pit of the Holy Spirit. Sounds natural, but wizards mean they have entities.
And the reaction of the demonic pulse in the middle of this mountain will undoubtedly be first and foremost the mansion of Jamon. No biological response. I'm pretty sure it's a place, but it could be empty.
Let Mitsu know where it is and have it fly in a straight line.
"You don't feel bad aura.
"Even when it comes to wizards, so does Pespectiva, and I wonder if there are a lot of people just like humans.
Either way, I feel like fewer guys are worse wizards than humans.
No, you said something like, according to Pespectiva, there's no bad guy, even if he's selfish. He said there were exceptions.
We get to the mansion, but we're not particularly alert. I guess you don't envisage someone visiting you first.
The gate isn't locked either, and if I speak here, I'm not going to reach it, so I open a small gate and go inside.
Walking a few dozen steps, there is a brick house that is likely to be in the city of the two-story King's Capital. It's a big thing that seems to be okay when it comes to living in ten or so people, although it's safer than the house I rent from Tao.
Standing too normal, the breeding shed in the courtyard is so much more like a wizard's house.
Clairvoyant about what's going on inside, but nothing is moving. At the same time, I still can't feel the reaction of what is alive.
I found out that there were a lot of doll making things and things that could be done.
Looks like he's away, so there wasn't a bad aura or anything, but maybe he doesn't know how to react because of some trick at once, so I'll knock on the front door.
"Excuse me. Is Mr. Gymon here?
I'll call it out loud from the outside. Then a child from the inside, still a little younger than Clay, came out to the other side of the door.
(─ Is zero biological response still a disguise?
I'm wearing a skirt. A girl.
"Who is it? What can I do for you, Master Gymon?
She's a really little girl. The right word, but it's adorable to follow. Probably smaller than Clay.
"Yes. Is Mr. Gymon here?
"You're here now. I'm sure Master Gymon will be home by midnight today.
And polite. Separate words and speak slowly.
"Really? I say Lagon. It's rude of you to come in the middle of the night. Shall we do it tomorrow?
But tomorrow morning we're supposed to leave by boat for Bokovo.
"No. I might be out again tomorrow. I think you'll say that even in the middle of the night, Master Guimon doesn't mind at all. Will you wait if I may?
"No, I can't wait until midnight, so I'll come back in the middle of the night if you want.
Yes, that's good too to keep Orton and the other old folks from poking around until midnight, as they did yesterday. But it can't be that he's been missing forever now.
If we are no longer the two of us in the geographic information, the search party may ask if it was retaliation or something. That's why the two of us flew in alone.
"Then come later tonight, by the time the day changes. I will tell Mr Gymon. ─ ─ Master Lagon.
"Yes. Then I'll be sure to come and let you know.
It is a world without telephones, so it is also a struggle to get a reliable appointment. But in the meantime, I mounted the appointment to meet him.