The God has moved to another world.

Confirmation before removing the junction meant that the red sheaths were in a circle and lowered their hips.

Even when I say circle formation, it is in triangular form because there are only three of them.

There were no tatami or floor, so I sat directly on the ground.

By the way, the way you sit is, of course, the right seat.

The Sun God, the Land God and the Angel form a circle in the front seat.

Pretty surreal sight, but none of the stuff to stick with.

"So, before you erase the bond, I'd like to confirm a couple of things."

"Huh. Is that what you want to confirm"

"Mr. Red Sheath, what are you going to put down, Guardian?

"... but no...?

Red sheath leaning neck as far as you can on words out of the mouth of the unbalance.

To that reaction, the imbalance becomes rigid.

"Huh. I'm a Guardian."

"But no?

"Yes, yes. Guardian."

"No, I know the word. I wonder why it's coming out now."

"Ahhh. Ahhh."

Here, Amvalence remembered something important.

Common sense about this world leaves little on the head of the red sheath.

Should I also say terrible oblivion?

An unbalance that I try to explain quickly.

"You say Guardian, don't you? It's me."

Here, words get jammed.

Because the presence of the Guardian was a natural part of the unbalance, the textual word didn't immediately come to mind to explain it.

"Uh. I don't know what. God is unexpectedly too busy or too busy to leave the scene."

"Huh."

"You mean in its name..."

Fine, Ambalens turned his face to Eltovael.

Gaze at each other and complain about something with your eyes.

The foresighted Eltovael wandered for a moment, but immediately drew his intentions and opened his mouth.

Instead, I read it.

"Guardian is the use of what you say in the world of the Red Sheath, more plainly, family. I think it will. The protection of the land and the telling of it elsewhere. As you know, it's Yataglass and the Fox of Inari Shrine."

"Uh, I see."

Ertovael's description overlaps the voice of the red sheath and the unbalance.

Why even the sun god, and I think it was Eltovael, but I didn't put it in my mouth.

"Well, I didn't even use family members in the world with me."

"Well, I don't think you have to be there. You see, this world, God often interferes with human beings."

"Yeah, what was that?

"It depends on the power. Because God, who is very powerful, is limited in his influence, and God, who is weak in his power, has less influence before the limit."

"I'm something that hasn't interfered with and influenced as much as I can. Anyway, it's the ability of the monster to grow hair."

"No, no. Ha, ha."

Ambalance clouded the words, laughed and deceived.

You're right, but it was hard to say.

In fact, there are no restrictions on the actions of the red sheath in this world only.

Whether you cultivate a field, teach agriculture, build an army, or build a country, there is nothing to blame.

Nevertheless, there will be no such major interference by the red sheath.

The red sheath is the land god, it is the job and the livelihood to manage the land, it is the raison d 'être.

So that man cannot live without breathing and eating, the red sheath cannot exist without the management of the land and the granting of protection with regard to prosperity and abundance.

Therefore, only in between such tasks can we interfere with humans.

Whatever the vast knowledge or overwhelming power, it is a red sheath with only a human degree of knowledge and somewhat special power that can be used for a very long life.

You won't want dramatic change.

"Besides, where I made my family, you know how tall they are."

I rarely have more power than God, whose family is a great book.

Even creating a family that never exceeds a red sheath with low abilities doesn't make much sense.

This judgment of the person would, in a sense, be legitimate.

"No, no, no. Fair enough. But there's unlimited contact here at the corner. Look, as a prep for when some kind of demon or something comes along."

"Oh, are you afraid of demons or something?"

"Yeah. Well. With a dragon that comes out on RPG or something over there? Actually, there is something like that. Even in the sense of protecting the land from that, you know what?"

"Ah. I see..."

"When you have a village or something in the future, you become a guardian."

There was a reason for Ambalance to push to put the Guardian down.

As you know, Mother God, the Creating God of Kaihara and Nakahara, left this world in order to bring in a large number of gods to create a new world before the sushi.

At that time, Mother God had taken a good God or a motivated God by himself.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

So Ambalance was hoping to get the Red Sheath, the god of the other world, to be an exciting material and role model by being active.

Nevertheless, Ambalance also predicted that if you say that directly to the small citizen red sheath, it would atrophy.

So he decided, not long after coming to the other world, that there would still be tension, and now he would let us make a lot of faits accomplis.

If you make a Guardian, even if you don't like it, you'll interfere with things that live on the land.

Whether you condemn it or endorse it, other gods should also be interested in running the world.

"That's right. This isn't the same world I was in. I guess we should have it ready."

To the words of the red sheath, who said so while arming, Ambalance decided to pose as an inner gut.

Just then.

The Agnies, who were by the junction with their abandoned lands, were thrilled.

Some slap the junction with a broken bar, while others kick into the junction.

Something else is about to bite the junction, and something is slipping off trying to ascend the junction.

You think that's what God put up with anymore, or that we're on the run now?

None of Agney thought of such details.

Inside, multiple people creep up horseback riding.

"" "Wow! Whoa!

There are even repeated assaults along with the ringing.

My parents were injured on the way out when I saw my son making such an apparently pointless assault on horseback riding.

"Look, Father...! Goblin face so splendidly...!

"Oh. He's grown up now too..."

Sometimes I was immersed in emotion, etc.

By the way, Agney's adult condition is that "enhanced magic can be used," and that enhanced magic makes the appearance look like a goblin.

Therefore, "splendid goblin face" is a term used among the Agneys that feels the same as "grown up" and so on.

They're the ones who feel their son grow up in this whole-heartedly irrelevant situation, but they're currently on the run for the survival of their species.

Whether you are a family member or a Guardian, there are many different ways to produce it.

Empowering existing organisms or soiling to give life.

The red sheath appeared this time because it used its own blood.

Ancient and present, whether it be a monster or a god, blood is a tremendous influence.

There are many myths about what comes from God's blood - or what happens when the blood of a monster flows - etc.

"Well, in my case, if you don't use blood, you're weak enough to produce nothing."

That kind of red sheath with a bitter smile.

If you're a powerful god, you can just rinse your eyes and create a great god, but you can't do that with a monster and a red sheath.

"But blood. Mr. Red Sheath, isn't that a non-physical system?"

The red sheath is a mourning type god, based on the sheath.

Unlike the common bereavement, the body of the red sheath is artifact.

This is the effect of doing the land god for many years, but it was there or the element that separated the red sheath from the mourning.

Simply put, the red sheath never breaks.

It never breaks and continues to exist as long as the red sheath exists as a god.

Conversely, when the red sheath can no longer exist as a god, the sheath disappears without a trace.

Originally, the Red Sheath was a patron saint in an abandoned village.

Those days I was still able to exist because people from that village barely remembered the existence of the red sheath, but if they died.

The red sheath would have disappeared from the world.

Incidentally, the appearance of the red sheath as a martial artist today is like a stereoscopic video made by the red sheath using its power as a god.

If I were to give you the closest thing, would it be something like "ghosts touching things"?

You can beat him, you can be beaten, but he's like a mass of energy that leaves no blood or pieces of flesh.

It can also be quite difficult to make this for a weak red sheath.

The total destruction of the body of a martial artist, for example, will not extinguish it, but a month must be saved of strength in order to make the body again.

At the unbalance level, it is possible to make a body that has both blood and meat, but such force moves are not possible for the red sheath.

It can actually be a big deal for a type of god whose body is not a catfish, like the red sheath, to get an entity.

"Yeah. Well, I can still handle a few drops of blood. I'm thinking about using that."

Not humble or anything, but the fact that I can only make a few drops is the amazing thing about the red sheath.

For better or worse.

It was by the river that the red sheath came to make the Guardian.

There are no creatures or plants around at all, so it's just a place where water flows through the muddy earth.

"I see, is it water"

"Yes, because I'm used to handling ground veins and stuff. Thought I'd pour my strength into the water and let my blood drip there."

One of the reasons why the red sheath was scouted into this world was good management of power full of the world.

There are many veins, dragon veins, and ways of being called, but the earth and the sea plains and the middle plains are similar and full of various powers.

It is intertwined and complex, but it is also God's job to ensure that such things flow without delay.

Although the red sheath does not have much power in person, it is good at managing such power.

Extending his index finger, the red sheath began to move it to circle in the air.

They just look like they're circling, but they're not.

It affects the various forces that flow around us, and it concentrates some of them on water.

Water has a high affinity with various energies.

It is easy to pass through divine power, qi, and various other objects, and easy to accumulate.

Even if you run them down a flowing river, they will flow from next to next.

So the red sheath, this time, began to affect the water as well.

Some of the river's water begins to roll up the udder so as to match the movement of your fingers.

The water near the center of the palm giant began to stay on the spot.

"Wow......"

Eltovael crushes like he didn't think, to the red sheath that creates that flow just at his fingertips.

She had never seen such a delicate and beautiful way to organize the flow.

The gods of this world are powerful moves, good or bad, on everything.

I don't have the idea of manipulating it as fine as the red sheath in the first place because I have strong powers since I was born.

It is the way of many gods in this world to make thick currents and let it go.

In contrast, the red sheath stretches the flow of force like a capillary.

The effect was the same for the rough part, but it was easier for the former without the hassle.

However, the force can be skewed or irresistible places can be created.

It takes time and effort to do things like the red sheath, but it's hard to get that uneven.

It takes a lot of work to coordinate and manage, but I can do a polite job.

If you let the red sheath tell you, it's a bitter measure that can't make a big stream.

Various forces accumulate before they are made in the river.

If an injured human drinks this water, it will be full speed in an instant.

If you do poorly, you might gain the physical ability to be a legendary brave man or something.

They made such a thing in front of me, and the unbalance was surprising in a good way.

Even a small red sheath with weak power and influence can do just this with technology.

The red sheath is always a god that has a good influence on this world.

With so much certainty, Ambalance was staring at the vortex.

Speaking of Eltovael, he still has his amazement on his face.

The water that the Red Sheath was gathered to power, as it is now doing, was also made by God in this world.

Empowering certain human beings, or using them as a basis when creating new organisms.

But I had no idea a weak god like the red sheath could make this.

Besides, this water is more beautiful and powerful than anything I've ever seen.

Eltovael, an angel, is unexpectedly spotted.

So much so that the water made by the red sheath was a wonderful object.

When it comes to the red sheath of the day, which is caught in one column at a time that is touching each one.

"... that. What is this? This wasn't supposed to happen."

It was amazing.

He had no intention of making anything so powerful.

There is a definitive difference between the Earth where the red sheath originated and the sea plains and the middle plains.

That's the concentration of power.

If the Earth is about the concentration of water in a can of a certain white lactic acid beverage, Kaihara and Nakahara are thick enough to boil the stock solution further.

If the red sheath, which is good at controlling the flow of force, does the same as the Earth, the extent to which it can be affected is greater than the digit difference from the image of the person.

What happens if you drain the blood of the red sheath in such concentrated water?

Maybe it'll be outrageous.

After thinking for a few seconds, the Red Sheath concluded.

"Ma, okay. Try it."

I was basically a red sheath who wasn't very good at worrying about things.

In the swirling water, stick out the tip of the sheath.

The red sheath opened its mouth and moved, but it was a voice that did not sound.

deviating from the scope of human understanding. It concerns the reason of the world and the power of God.

When the mouth stopped moving, only a drop of red liquid seeped out of the sheath.

It disappeared into the vortex as it left to convey the edge of the sheath.

It melts into the water in an instant and loses color.

When the red sheath pulled through the sheath, the udder gradually lost its momentum, eventually pushed away by the stream of water and disappeared without remnants.

But there was something left where it was supposed to be.

I stood up to push the water up. It's in the shape of a person.

It was a human form made of water.

Just around the time the red sheaths were watching over the human form made of water, Agney and the others were slipping into dinner time.

It seems that one paragraph of junction pushing had arrived, and she was pounding her tongue on the rice made by the women.

The menu consists of the meat caught by Ginn and roasted wild grass that was growing nearby.

But their survival skills, which they had originally lived in nature, seemed pretty high, and they boasted a quality that was no different than what they usually ate.

"No. Nevertheless, I didn't expect Nave to be so helpful in wearing it aggressively!

"Really. You don't know what works."

When fleeing the village, a number of Agnies wore nabes to defend themselves, which were now being set on fire and used for boiling.

It seems that trying to protect your head when you run away is no different, human or agney.

"I guess it's because no one's going in, and the weeds you can eat are growing bumpy"

"If it were normal, we'd all be picked."

'Cause adventurers don't get anywhere near here either.'

Agneys nodded Yeah yeah while rubbing soup full of delicious weeds and mushrooms that I don't normally wear.

By the way, the ode they use was also what Agney, the hasty man who grabbed something and ran away with it, had.

Not enough for the number of people, but if you turn it around and use it, it's fine.

"I wondered why you had the first one. You're great."

"Really, really."

"I don't feel praised!

"But come on. It's easier than I thought."

Everyone's attention was drawn to Agney, who was so crushed.

For a moment everyone said, "What are you talking about? This is near an abandoned land," I thought, but I immediately twisted my neck.

Sure, it's a place they tell you to stay away from God, but blah, blah, blah. It wasn't like there was anything else.

There are no monsters, and no angels come to warn you.

Instead, there are no big beasts, there are lots of weeds and mushrooms, and there are lots of beasts for meat.

I found the river nearby, and more importantly, I don't have to worry about the chaser coming.

"Maybe it's the ideal hiding place for us right now?

A certain Agney snaps.

After everyone shut up for a while, the elders largely opened their mouths.

"What if I decided to stay here for a while?"

The other Agnies nodded, yeah, to the words of the elders as they squeezed the bones around the momomo of the rabbit.

"We have food and water, and we'll figure it out!

I think as long as I have food and water, I can handle it.

Those were the survivor-bodied Agnies.