The God has moved to another world.

I don't carry luggage on my back, I don't have luggage on my hands.

He had no luggage at all and Mizuhiko was moving through the mountains.

Road in the mountains, not.

There are trees, there are slopes, there are weeds, literally going through the mountains.

We sew between trees that aren't even beast roads, and we climb cliffs.

Why is Mizuhiko going on like this?

The reason is simple.

Because I lost my way.

It's when Mizuhiko is walking through the woods and through the meadows.

All of a sudden, a door appeared in front of me.

It was Mizuhiko who for a moment thought something was going on, but I immediately realized who she was.

"Little bit."

It was the god as Mizuhiko predicted who opened the door and appeared.

Make it the sun god. It's the supreme god, the unbalance.

"Hey Mizuhiko. It's Uncle Amvalence."

"You were my uncle"

"No, I want you to call me your brother, but when I saw you from birth like Mizuhiko, you were my uncle."

"You were an old man."

"Wow sounds so gentle to my heart. I knew you were my brother and Yorosik."

Appearance age Late twenties.

It was a subtle unbalance of your age that you still wanted to be your brother, both for what you saw and for your real age.

"So, what's it like?"

"Um, you asked me well. Actually, I have a present for Mizuhiko, who travels from her brother."

"Will you do something?"

To Mizuhiko like that with no expression, Ambalance makes me snort.

"That's right. Stay put."

That said, Ambalens stuck his hand in the pocket of his jacket.

What he's wearing now, by the way, was a fleece jacket.

When the large pocket in the stomach is squeezed away, it is lifted high.

"Stay with me! I'd love to."

Unbalance declaring with mouth BGM and strange slobbering.

It was the same smartphone that the red sheath had in its hand.

"Oh. I want to."

"That's right. This is a cool smartphone made by your brother. Its name is beautiful, amberphone!

"Amba, huh?

"Yeah, that's a bad story. Normally a phone is fine."

"Amba, huh?

"Stop! I'm sorry about your brother, so stop!

"Amba, huh?

"Rhaha! No more! Your brother's life is zero!!

"So, how do you grab this?"

"It's the same as normal. Unlock here first..."

The structure of the phone that Amvalence made was roughly the same as Mizuhiko knew.

It would have mimicked Earth's stuff, and it seems to be used roughly the same way.

Immediately remembering the approximate use, Mizuhiko rolls around the phone with a keen admiration.

"Is there a chisel?"

"That's right. I know where you are. With this feature, you won't get lost."

"You came all the way to me to bring this?"

"Right? For traveling."

Laughing unbalance.

Mizuhiko looked at his face with a shine, and nodded as he was convinced.

"You're a good one."

"Have you noticed by now? Brother, are you on the side of justice?

Mizuhiko liked the way he told her to tear it up.

Even the other person will not unconditionally acknowledge it, even in the Supreme God.

He was a very rude Mizuhiko.

"Oh, but there's only one flaw, so it"

"Like what?"

Mizuhiko frowned at Ambalance, who slapped her hand as she remembered.

The unbalance points overhead, over the sky, and continues the words.

"Because it's only available while the sun's shining"

"Why?"

'Cause I'm working on it, and I'm working on it.

"Ah."

Mizuhiko snorted.

It is also convincing, however, that if we are moving with the power of the Sun God, Ambalens, we will not move without the sunlight.

"But that's it. Because I can go with the moonlight."

"Why?"

"Because the moon is glowing with a reflection of sunlight"

"You're starting to creep out."

Apparently, the principle of the moon glowing is the same as Earth.

Mizuhiko nodding as convinced again.

"Well, if it's on, can you grab it?"

"That's right. That's amazing."

"That's right, dude."

"Hey stop it!!

Mizuhiko traveled refreshingly as she received a shout like an extinct demon on her back.

Despite having such convenient items, Mizuhiko was lost on the road.

Why.

That's because it's night and the sky is cloudy.

If it's cloudy on top of it's night, it can't even hit the moonlight or anything.

No sunlight at all, so naturally the phone didn't turn on.

If that happens, I'll have to rely on my sense of direction and the memory of the map I was looking at on the phone later.

Wait for dawn and the phone will work if it is somewhat cloudy.

There's no reason why objects that move in the moonlight should stop moving as long as they pass through the clouds.

If you wait for dawn and move, you can move while looking at the map again, so if you wait for it, you won't be the first to get lost.

Mizuhiko kept moving even though she wanted to get to the city as soon as possible.

At first, I wanted to deliver the tools to Agney and the others a little faster, so it wasn't.

And, he insisted strongly in his heart.

Mizuhiko walking around like this, but he was directional tone deaf until horrible.

I wouldn't get lost if I walked while being navigated by a phone, but it's a tease to rely on my senses and paper maps.

That's because the red sheath, the great book of memory, knowledge, was severely directional tone deaf.

My lifetime red sheath was a martial artist, traveling across the country under my own rules that I didn't know well: "right east and left south".

To be precise, it was a spectacular stray walking around the country.

He himself had always claimed to be "on his way home".

Red Sheath's home was in Kanto, but walking around was mainly in Tohoku and Kyushu.

Sometimes he walked around the shrimp fields, Kyushu and Shikoku.

Still, the Red Sheath herself was only meant to be walking toward her home.

It is a level that makes me want to suspect that I am no longer cursed.

Such directional tone-deafness was also provided for Mizuhiko.

While the light of day is shining, it will surely go in a straight line to its destination, but when the light of day ceases to reach, it will stray in the direction that follows with terrible momentum.

If Mizuhiko had something on her GPS to confirm her movements, she would wonder what the hell happened.

The scary thing is that Mizuhiko himself thinks he's only headed straight for his destination.

I should have been walking down the street, even if at some point I was twisting up a cliff.

I should have walked down the road, even if at some point I was swimming to reflux the river.

I thought he was headed straight for his destination.

If it's Mizuhiko's leg, he starts heading to a destination that's about to take a day or not, already four days.

Even though he still couldn't even see the shadow, Mizuhiko was just going to walk straight to his destination.

By the way, what we call "with Mizuhiko's feet" here was if he ran.

Being a Guardian, he never gets tired of running for two days a day.

Nevertheless, I did not know where people's eyes were in the morning, so I refrained from running.

When there is a day, walk, run after the sun stops hitting.

Mizuhiko was unaware of anything that the cycle was steadily pulling Mizuhiko away from his destination.

Every time I check my phone after sunrise, it snaps like this.

"Once again, the town gave up."

That's right.

In Mizuhiko, you're supposed to be heading straight for the city.

It's the city that's running away.

I started walking in the dark, and it was about an hour.

Suddenly the scenery opens up around you, and you can see the house going by while it's small.

For a moment, Mizuhiko wondered if he had arrived in the city of destination, but things seemed so different.

Much idyllic or lonely for the city.

"Is that the wrong place? Must be mullahs or something."

Mizuhiko was right, this was one of the small villages near the city of destination.

It seems to be a village that makes a living from agriculture and hunting, and at this hour, which sprang up at night, it was quiet.

For a moment it was Mizuhiko who was happy to finally get out of the public, but he of the boulder also immediately realized that this was not his destination.

"I didn't know Mura was coming for me."

but I still didn't think I was lost.

In Mizuhiko, it seems, the village is supposed to have appeared before it was on its way.

It's about the city getting away, so I guess that happens.

And Mizuhiko thinks.

Though not the village of destination, this would be a village near it.

Mizuhiko, who attached it around, decided to ask the nearby private house for now.

Because I thought there might be a way to get straight to the city.

People in these villages will often sleep early, but maybe they have a house that keeps about one.

According to Agney and the others, farmers are very busy this time of year.

I am not going to wake the farmers, who will be resting their bodies in preparation for tomorrow, at their own convenience.

Mizuhiko sneaked up and approached under the window of the private house.

I got lost in crawling forward, but decided that there was no point without grass.

In fact, there is also a crawl forward to move quickly through places like this, but Mizuhiko has no reason to know.

When I went under the window, I heard people from inside.

Can you tell from the sound of things moving, how many people are there?

Their conversation jumped into Mizuhiko's ear trying to quickly turn to the entrance and exit.

I'm not listening, but if I did, Mizuhiko's ears would naturally have a conversation.

"Oops. How's it going?

"Oh. Well, I've already settled down a lot."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"It's good, it's good. Thanks. Shmanna. This is a busy time."

"What are you talking about? You broke your body."

"Yeah. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"At the very least, if only the dragon on the road that continues to Einfarble would stay."

"It's been a month. Because of that dragon, neither the businessman nor the doctor can get through. I can't even sell my crops."

"Which is a fine path. If we go straight, we'll get there soon..."

Mizuhiko slowly stepped away from the window and began to walk as far as the village.

As we approach the well we find, we creep up the water.

Because it was a rubber well, I knew how to use it immediately.

Mizuhiko pulls it up in a slow motion as she sticks her hand into the bucket.

The water in the barrel tangled in Mizuhiko's hand and began to take on the shape of a sphere as if it were a water balloon.

Mizuhiko's body is made of water.

With a certain amount of water, you can quickly incorporate it into your body and change your volume.

And my body is quite free to change shape.

Grab the water from the bucket with both hands and start scratching like clay.

Stretch, round and stretch again.

As I do that, the surface of the water gets more and more tinted.

It was a dark iron color at first. That turns into silver at some point.

Then he changed his shape to a sword.

When Mizuhiko grabbed the knife pattern, she took the upper part of the structure.

Keep still for a while and look into the void.

And a swing.

The knife was swung straight down to his feet without making a sound, without moving the air.

Mizuhiko's eyebrows move slightly.

It gives you a contemplative look, but it's also for just a few moments.

With a knife on his shoulder, he began walking towards a sign that looked like an entrance to and exit from the village.

If there was any knowledge given by the red sheath, the name of this village, "Koko Village", and the fact that if you go straight down the great road, you will reach "Einfarble" was noted there.

What Mizuhiko is trying to do is exactly that "Einfarble".

Huh, Mizuhiko doubted that the letters on the sign looked good.

Looking up, the clouds are clear and the big moon is out.

When I took the phone out of the nostalgia, it started without any problems.

Even if you check the map information, your current location and destination are as expected.

There are warnings on the screen that dangerous dragons may be detoured.

When Mizuhiko erased that warning at her fingertips, she missed the phone.

"Today, it's just like Kikibu."

I don't know what that dragon looks like, but Mizuhiko is in a strong mood for lizard roasting right now.

Just down the road, they say there's a lizard that looks good.

Then it would be the muscle that hangs one knife.

Not because I felt pity for what I had just heard.

And, he insisted strongly in his heart.

Mizuhiko's body does indeed work against the disease, but she doesn't know what happens with the side effects.

It's not something you can rarely use.

They don't have a decent way to come to this village, apart from the road of having this dragon, even if it's going to take a long way around.

Then hurry up and follow the doctor, or in any case the dragon will get in the way.

Of course, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

With that in mind, Mizuhiko began to walk the dark night path.

"I wonder what kind of thing that is."

With such a crush on what didn't matter, Mizuhiko looked up at the sky.

You've been hiding until just now, and then and the bright moon are illuminating the way.

On a well-trampled and solidified path, an occasional rolling white stone reflected the light of the moon and stretched into a straight line.

"You can't even get to town with this."

Satisfactorily so, Mizuhiko nodded loudly.

Forest City State Metermagito.

Underground in that city in the woods.

At the corner of the Iron Wheel Knights base, which stretches out there, there was a figure wearing gear even at midnight.

Captain, it's Shelbren Grosso.

On a plate covering the front of the chest, an iron handkerchief, a twist.

They look like light equipment, but they're all iron plates.

In other words, it's a magic tool made by Metermaguito.

It looks like light gear, but its fruit. As long as you have the skill to activate them, you exert defense beyond even heavy full-body armor.

After inspecting the equipment, Shelbren weaved a large coat.

In this world, a coat is a necessity for a journey.

"Captain, are you out somewhere?

Looking back at the voice he called, it was his deputy, Keith Maxwell, who was there.

When Shelbren changes his mind, he answers with the big shield he was standing on his back.

"Oh, a little trip."

"Heh. That's unusual"

"As a reward for an example of Agney's maneuver, I got paid quite a bit. I'm gonna digest it."

"How far?

"It's Einfarble."

Keith gets a slight look at the name of the city that popped up.

Einfarble is a town that does not belong to the state and is developing as a guild-specific possession.

It has become a monster hunting sanctuary, which does not belong to any country and distributes profits to every country.

Where there are large forests and giant underground caves nearby, it's just paradise if you try to make it into something that seeks horrible demons.

Somehow, there are monsters that you can't see in normal places, that can't even bundle humans.

But if they'd let me out here now, Ai would have meant another thing besides "City of Guilds".

"Einfarble. Isn't it the closest city to a land that's been abandoned?"

"Oh, yeah"

To surprise Keith, Shelbren says without incident.

"Oh right. Yeah, you do. It's not. What are you doing here?

"There was talk of Master Kougaku looking away at his land."

"Ha. There was. Indeed."

"Why now? It's odd to ask for more investigation now, even if it's stained rare. Because you didn't get any information in advance that we were trying to capture Agney? That demonic state, Stenglaire?

"Well. Indeed. Strange, though."

With Keith elsewhere at last, Shelbren walks to the door that leads out.

"I have a bad feeling about it. Something doesn't make sense. I have a bad feeling about this."

It stops where it knocks through an automatic open door.

"What? It's a vacation. Nothing unscrupulous."

"At last. Promise?

Turning his back on Keith, waving flirtatiously, Shelbren began to walk.

Until Einfarble, it should probably last a day and a half.

Demonic Nation Stenglaire.

Built on a plateau open to high altitudes, this country was formerly known as one where corruption and vanity were consolidated.

About a hundred years ago, until we had a war to buy God's wrath.

Until the magic of mass destruction was unleashed, which was forcefully used by the then king for the reason of winning the war.

The phrase that made one land unusable, the king who bought the wrath of God, was immediately solemnized.

At the same time, all its proximity was solemnized as a sin that could not be stopped.

It was the current king who brought up a country where kings and nobles disappeared at once and lost control.

First name, Guinombail Stengrea.

He was a Dwarf man, a species with the same 200 year life span as an elf.

In his barrel-like shape, with his muscularly lumpy flesh, he is 120 years old.

As a dwarf, it's still working.

He sat at the executive desk, staring into his own hands.

In its hands is neither the sword Dako, which I was proud of when I was younger, nor the hammer Dako, which was in the hands of my own parents.

It was an octopus made of a pen that I had for the past few decades and thought I would never get used to having for the rest of my life.

Why Guinon Bail, who was one soldier on the battlefield, is now on the king's throne.

He still thought that the gods had done too much mischief in anger.

Of course, that's not actually true.

The more intense the country's inclination, the better people it is.

"Head of the Royal Palace Magic House, Paper Snow Sai. I'm here for you."

A voice was suddenly called out to the mysterious Guinon Bail.

That voice, which sounded low but strange, was a strange voice whose origins could not be grasped by where it was.

"I'm sorry I called you in."

"Your Eminence's call."

The space in front of Guinon Bail was suddenly crooked.

A large piece of paper is revealed so that the space is distorted and gushes out of its place.

On one side of that paper, if you look closely, there was a view exactly the same as around.

When the paper was bulkingly folded as if it were of its own free will, it fell from it into the hands of the person who appeared.

In a white dress, the ankle of the ankle is wrapped in cloth and integrated with the ankle pocket.

When I removed the cassette with several cloths lowered on the edge I had placed on my head, it was a sharp-eyed werewolf youth who appeared there.

It is a species with the ability to transform the body into a beast with emotional heights and magic control, and boasts strong flesh and muscle strength.

When the man named Paper Snow Sai knelt to the floor, he drowned his head deeply.

"Actually, there's a place I want you to fly"

"Ha."

"Take only a few of your choices. Location, Einfarble"

Paper Snow Sai's eyebrows jumped.

For Stenglaire, the town is the closest to proof of our sins.

"You know I asked Master Kougak for farsightedness?

"Ha. We hear that to avoid interference in his land by those in our country."

"Besides, there are no more farsighted users than Lord Kougak. The results were delivered the other day. No abnormalities, no unnecessary contact until now."

But then, stop the words, and Guinon Bail rises.

Walking up near the window, he gently turns the curtain and looks out.

"Almost simultaneously, Lord Kougak embarked on another journey. If you look into it, it looks like he's headed for his land."

"Oh my goodness. That's..."

Paper snow sai that makes the expression rude.

Guinon Bail reclosed the curtain and took a book that was on a nearby bookshelf.

"Was there such a thing as being judged not to reward our country, not to reward it? Or was there really nothing? I don't know that.

Anyway, I'm not just going to look at my fingers. I'm not even going to interfere. My country once touched the wrath of the gods.

If you do that again, whether it's another country or our country, there are gods who have stayed in this land or... "

"I don't know if I can leave this world."

"That's all we have to avoid. Whatever happens. That's all you have to avoid. Never. Even if this stainless steel glare becomes more ground."

Guinon Bail unleashes the book in his hand into a paper snow study.

Paper Snow Sai, who offered one hand without raising his face, grabbed it disappointingly.

"Make contact with the shadows scattered near his land, and consolidate even stronger the protections surrounding his land. There is no forgiveness for anything that comes close to me anymore with Metermagito.

Stop everything that approaches his land without distinction between the elephants. You can't touch the wrath of the gods. It doesn't even depend on that place.

Until one day, when the wrath of the gods is clear, and his land is opened, he protects his land, and pays what approaches his land.

To buy God's wrath again and prevent everything in the world from becoming like His land.

Go, "Paper Crumb's” Paper Snow Sai. Go and tell the shadow that protects his land, and harden it even harder. "

"Oops."

At the same time as the words, only a few pieces of paper were left behind to scratch out the figure of the paper snow sai.

Guinon Bail stares at where he was with a harsh look.

"If you touch that place, the symbol of sin, you don't know what it is. And yet, near it, experimental material hunting, etc."

Stenglaire, who was diving intelligence into various parts of the country, also grasped why Metermagito attacked Agney and the others.

Such things, indeed, the gods are not there, nor are they forbidden.

But to have disputes between nations and races near sealed lands means to ignore the commandments of the gods.

That can't happen.

Whatever happens, it must never happen.

I thought I knew that as Metermagito.

But the reality was different.

Agney and the others were attacked before and after sending a messenger to get the information and warn them.

I did what I shouldn't have done, what I shouldn't have done.

I haven't seen any change yet, but I don't know what's going to happen.

If I just haven't kept anything yet.

Suppose there was Agney still on the run.

If Metermagito was after Agney.

If you were following Agney and trying to get close to his land.

There must be no.

Who can say that things won't happen that shouldn't be allowed to happen.

That's all we have to avoid.

as king of a sinful nation.

As a member of a sinful nation.

"If nothing... I hope nothing is happening..."

It is a famous story that Stengrea is releasing a shadow that leaves something close to his land.

I also tell angels who come down to the country from time to time.

It was only an act that made it a little stronger that unleashed the paper snow sai.

If there's nothing, that's fine.

As always.

But if something catches on.

If anything gets caught up.

"Nothing, don't wake me up..."

Sighing with hope, Guinon Bail reached the desk chair again.