The God has moved to another world.

Even in countries on a different continent than Stenglaire and Metermagito, the matter of abandoned land could not be ignored.

War, for example, is everywhere, and sometimes somewhere is at war.

If that was the "land of forsaken" the divine punishment inflicted at the beginning, it was a matter not only for some countries, but for all those that existed.

War is a means of diplomacy.

Threaten, show strength, and pass demands in favor of your side.

In fact, it's not the kind of war they do with hatred.

One way or the other, or both, has some advantage, and for the first time, the front is open.

There is no such thing as a righteous hammer to start a war.

That's how wars and nations are made.

There must be war, and for that reason the power of war must continue.

It's just a feeding ground, like a country without war.

It will be eaten up by other countries, and only a hungry people will remain.

War power not to be, diplomacy not to be, war not to be.

Good or bad, a country can end up not walking away without it.

So for any country, things involving war were not other personnel.

as detailed and accurate information as possible.

That was what I wanted so much that I could get my hands out of my throat.

One of the countries that at first sight seemed unrelated to the war, which made transport a business, "Skysler", was also a nation that wanted information.

Skeisler is a common "transit nation" that operates high-speed and aerial vessels throughout the country in the "Sea Plains and Middle Plains".

The nobility has a ship in each and the state controls its operation.

It is not the business of individuals such as the company that carries out the bulk of transport in this world, but the country itself generally carries out it as a whole.

In fact, when the abandoned land was sealed, it was Skeisler who ate the most of it.

The city, the predecessor of the abandoned land, "Kinosetor", was a so-called army garrison.

Most of the inhabitants are military associates.

Rather, access by ordinary people was largely forbidden.

Anyway, we were in the middle of a war at the time, and "Kinosetor" was in a very convenient place to build ships and weapons.

First there is a mine nearby, there is a forest, there is the sea.

I mean, there's material, there's fuel for heating, there's water for cooling.

It is a production base with no complaints.

But from the enemy countries, they were also dressed targets to attack.

Stenglaire, the enemy country at the time, couldn't have missed it.

We have a chance to attack. No, we blew up the land with great magic.

It is a huge and massive destruction magic using aerial fortresses, etc.

At the same time as its activation, the "quinocettle" disappeared and the surrounding magical powers were exhausted once and for all.

And that mass of magic was to be born.

In fact, the great magical activation of this hand, the depletion and contraction of magic, was not limited to this one.

It is forbidden, but it has been an example many times in the past.

The history of "Kaihara and Nakahara" is immensely long.

If you just say there are letters left, there are also literature that is more than 10,000 years old.

Even the video gently left something eight thousand years old.

They were not relics of the past or history that should have been lost, but the natural history that remained in state-run libraries and museums and appeared in textbooks.

With that long history, there were naturally various events.

In experiments, in wars, or for quite another reason, a mass of magic was born.

What has been repeated each time was firmly engraved in history.

Someone of the gods with power descends on the earth, smashing a mass of magic and bringing peace to his surroundings.

And the perpetrator, in the case of war, an angel, comes to the countries involved and returns with great care.

That's right.

Attention.

There was never a punishment for that.

I've never mentioned that before, whether it was too much killing or a felony.

That's until there was something in "quinocettle".

To be honest, it didn't matter to the then "Sea Plains and Nakahara" gods, whether the humans were at war or destroyed or burned down the earth.

Where humans perish, alternate organisms occur for a while.

Instead, there was even a God to expect that if nothing was lost on earth, we would also be able to frame the entry of new organisms from the sea to the earth.

What is more, crushing a mass of magic was also a tremendous opportunity for the gods to demonstrate their prestige.

For God, who wants to gather human faith, it was the best place to appeal.

Refreshing and destroying the righteousness of the horrors created by the mistakes of humans.

Faith in God, who saved our own crisis, is an eel climb.

In fact, faith in God, who appeared on earth to crush a mass of magic, had grown extremely high shortly thereafter.

Of course, such circumstances are not known to the general public.

But it was perceived as a sort of implicit understanding among the country's upper echelons.

Even if I just wiped out one country, I would never buy God's wrath.

Even if something happens that depletes magic and creates a mass of magic, "don't make me do annoying things," you can't be punished.

That was common sense.

But that common sense didn't work in the abandoned land of "quinocettle".

The gods did not crush a mass of magic and sealed the land.

Unvalence, the superior god Sun God, who rarely came out in public, appeared throughout the world, reprimanding humanity.

And extremely, the Mother God who created the world disappeared into another world.

It's a completely unexpected anomaly.

The nations changed their blood phases and ran to gather information.

What the hell has changed from what has happened so far?

What touched the wrath of the gods?

But I couldn't see why.

Though we each gave quite a reason, none of them came firm.

That should be it, too.

Because the gods were not angry with humans.

Nevertheless, such circumstances are not known to humans.

Why, why not.

The doubts only swelled, and the doubtful devil wrapped the world.

It is no longer the case that we are at war, and nations have become at the mercy of curbing internal chaos.

It wasn't just the country to which the "quinocettle" belonged and the State of the perpetrator, Stenglaire, who ate the %.

Skysler, who at the time undertook the transportation of supplies to "Kinosetor," also caused great damage.

Even though each country has some degree of transport power, the construction and operation technology of ultra-large transport vessels is still special and is a national classified technology.

Large vessels held by the State of transit up to a total length exceeding 1 km.

That transport power can be said to be mandatory in wartime, when mass transportation of people and things will be required.

But there's no way the two countries that are at war are going to use the ships of the same transport nation.

Dropping a transporter is one of the effective means of attack in any world.

It is not convenient for a ship carrying supplies from its own country to be the same as a ship carrying supplies from an enemy country.

Therefore, during wartime, it is customary for each country to have an exclusive contract with the transport state for each of them.

It was Skysler who was contracted by the country to which "Kinosetor" belonged.

When the "quinocettle" was wiped out by great magic, a large Skeisler transport ship was moored there.

There are eight large transport vessels of several hundred m class on two ultra-door transport vessels of a total length exceeding one km.

They were sent for the freshly completed transport of weapons, and they were on the verge of leaving now.

Stenglaire also anticipated it, launching an attack on "Kinosetor".

Despite the number of transport countries, there are not many KM-class transport vessels.

They took the operation of blowing up the manufacturing base of all new weapons and inflicting even more damage on the transportation capacity.

This in itself is not unusual.

Besides, there shouldn't have been enough impact on the behavior for Skysler to be devastated.

Because once the war was over, the losing country was supposed to compensate for the loss in some way.

But it didn't.

The war had converged within Ariel because of the emergence of an imbalance and the fact that Mother God had gone to another world, and the post-war process had ended before much had been done.

As a result, Skysler was not compensated.

That's not all.

As he was involved in a war that touched God's wrath, he was able to see a distant move to ask Skysler to transport him around the world.

The most painful thing was the inability to use the airspace and waters near "Kinosetor".

Just like Earth, there is also what is called an air route, a sea route, in "Sea Plains and Middle Plains".

Unthreatened by warcraft, demons, etc., it is an invisible path that allows you to safely navigate.

It is the right and lifeline of each country to use it.

Around "Kinosetor", Skeisler's main air and sea routes were concentrated, so to speak, traffic hubs.

Wherever other countries of transport already have rights, even to pass elsewhere.

In order to get through, we have to pay.

We lost the biggest ship, we lost the main traffic route, and we can't even make up for it.

Even if I didn't make a mistake, I would have been near economic collapse.

But fortunately, Skysler was able to bring it back.

That's not because there was support from other countries, or because the gods did something to me.

For one thing, it was only with the efforts of the Skeisler nobility.

The aristocracy of the Transport State was not made up of taxes from vast tracts of land different from those of other countries because of the character of the way that country was.

Take the transporter and make a profit by operating it.

And distribute the profits to the people who work for that transport ship.

In a position like that of president of a private company, so to speak, its powers are far greater, and so is its ability to be demanded.

The Skysler aristocrats were, as common sense in this world says, "The aristocrats of the transport nation are excellent".

Sometimes he twisted his profits forcefully, boldly, and desperately, supporting his country.

Today, thanks to this, Skeisler has once again sent ships by sea and air around the world as a transport nation that is not ashamed of the world.

Because of that experience, Skysler knew better.

The fact that the land becomes unusable is the same as being strangled, he said.

Good because I happened to be able to shake it off last time.

But I'm not sure we can do the same thing again.

What can I do to avoid treading on the two sides?

There's no way we can get rid of war, and we can always go along with the fear that the great magic will be used more than there is war.

If so, you will need to know why "quinocettle" was sealed.

As long as we know that, we can withdraw immediately from a dangerous place.

On the contrary, we might even be able to multiply our share by the confusion.

I understood so much of the confusion at the time because I was only in the vortex.

On top of that, let's even use it.

The aristocratic royalty of the transport state is something that would not work if it were not as fat as that.

In a room in the royal castle of Skeisler, there was one boy and one woman.

The boy sits at the executive desk, nervously shaking poor.

The woman was sitting on the couch with half a laugh.

The woman spread her hands and opened her mouth in a slow motion, glaring at the boy's condition.

"So, huh? Look, I'm already twenty-six, aren't I? You're too old for marriage. Look, there's a lot of gutted people in this country anyway, right? I don't know about people like that, but they're getting married early. Seriously. Something. So, you see, everyone I know and everything is married in sixteen or something. If it happens to be the road, that, kid, how old are you this year? Or so they say in vegetables. It's not like I don't like it anymore. It's vegan. I think so, too. I'll ask. Isn't it normal to get married late and twenty, this country? Because it's fast. Seriously. At super speed. So, I thought about it, too. Is that it? Why am I not married? That. Why doesn't he even have a boyfriend? That's it. That's it. Is it because of this job already? No, I didn't think so at first, did I? But look, I figured this job was dangerous and I'd move around over there. You can't even do that man. You've got your hands on making men in the harbor. See, isn't that what you're saying? Isn't that the sailor's man's array? Even when I say equality between men and women, you see, there's a lot of social resistance to women like that. If you do that, you're getting married and leaving, aren't you? You see, this is how it spreads in me, right? So, already, is this it? Do I have to stop working? Do I have to get married? I thought so, didn't I? Yeah. Look, women's happiness isn't just marriage, is it? But look, there's definitely a happiness in the world, too, to say that you can get married and be a housewife. Me, see, isn't that the kind of girl you admire? So already, see. Hey! Thought I'd retire. Look, I don't know if I can stop now! Look, I've done enough for the country, haven't I? Wow, you worked a drink, didn't you? I can do money and savings. That's it. I was wondering if it was time for me to go back to being a woman looking for normal happiness. Enjoy normal happiness, snuggle with your husband, kids are still early, I still want to love you, but if you want me to, I'll make a kid, okay? Like! Don't be so disappointed anymore, baby! Like that! I think you want to receive that kind of ordinary normal normal happiness! Super gutsy! So, look, should we retire now? Shall I? No, let's! Retired! Should! You're gonna have to. J K! Hey, look! That's why I want to retire!

That was it, and the woman breathed on her shoulder.

My hair, all back and bound in one piece behind me, is somewhat detached from the stopper and dripping.

It would have been caused by shaking his head with a hot valve.

He stuck with sweat flowing down his forehead and looked like something impatient.

When the boy glanced at such a woman, he put a cheek wand on his desk in slow motion.

And I opened my mouth.

"So, Pryan Blue. You, Einfarble, come on."

"Were you listening?! I said stop now, didn't I?! You said you were retiring from this job, right?!

When he sees a woman standing up and protesting, the boy waves loudly.

"Ugh, shut up. Now I'm on the contrary."

"Something like that! It's a lifetime problem, right?! Marriage!"

"This is a matter of state."

"My happiness is more important to me than my nation!

"You're such an asshole. You are."

The boy whispers to a woman who holds her fist forcefully and affirms.

"Okay. As you know, there's been a lot of noise around the abandoned land lately. Something seems to be happening. It's too much information flying around to capture exactly what's going on. It's the status quo. So I'm going to use a secret detective, but it's stenglair territory around there. Sending a bad guy would just add more bodies. So“ multiple ”Pryan Blue. You tell me and see how it goes."

The woman, Pryan Blue, glanced at her face like she had chewed up a bitter bug.

Because she also had information in her ear that something seemed to have happened on the land that had been abandoned.

She, nicknamed “multiple," was one of Skysler's greatest fighters.

Though it is a country that has little warlike war, it needs means of self-defence.

Nevertheless, having overt combat weapons is often an obstacle to commerce.

So the means taken by many of the transport nations was to produce a thousand reinforced soldiers.

Creating a soldier who can fight enough, even in small numbers, is laborious and expensive.

But many transport countries were doing it.

Because it just makes sense to do so.

Ships in transit countries are always targeted by other countries and bandit robbers.

People may be things, but there is little such thing as taking them away and not being useful.

It's just a prey, like a ship floating undefended.

So should I put on a frigate?

It is difficult to prepare and maintain a ship with considerable equipment.

Transport countries, for one, are not travelling alone.

Go through other countries' lands and dock in other countries' ports.

Whether it is large or small, taking an armed ship is a mess.

Or, you can't overarm a transport ship.

Then it's no longer the same as just a military ship.

First of all, there will be no country that will accept such a ship happily.

Therefore, the defensive measures adopted by many transport countries were a small number of elite escorts by reinforced soldiers.

Physically, with a few magically enhanced soldiers, you protect the transports.

This reinforced soldier receives dozens of times more money to train regular soldiers.

It's not just for training, it's for enhanced modification.

And they are also specially armed.

The strength of one reinforced soldier is estimated low to be the same as or more than one platoon in another country.

It was in such a Skysler soldier, and Pryan Blue's ability to fight was out.

Even without our special abilities, the sword moves are slipping away.

The more that Pryan Blue has to go and see what's going on instead of being a snitch, the more dangerous Einfabull is now.

And the boy would say he thinks.

Pryan Blue glanced at his face, grinning his head.

"That. Why don't I go?"

"I don't know. The situation is the situation. Give me the information."

The boy took off his cheek wand and rode out with his hands on the table.

He distorts his face to hatred as if he were talking about his parents' enemies, and bites his teeth critically.

"The land that was abandoned, Kinosetor, was originally our route. How hard do you think we've struggled to get up there and through the coast? It's a bribe. It's a crusade for the nearby warcraft. Oh, my God. It's all because we can have Einfarble Guild Cities, and to gain the right to transport ore from nearby mines. Look at it now. Einfaburu carries his magic stones by land and moves them from there to the processing plant. How much good it would be if we had that in our hands! That's right! That nearby mine! It's a setback right now, but if you start digging back at me again, where do you think you're going to transport iron ore? All the transport over there is ours! I won't give it to anyone!!

A boy screaming in spectacular shapes that are likely to spit out even blood.

It was amazing just because it looked like a beautiful boy with no support.

This boy, although he looked like a boy, actually lived more than two thousand years.

No, being alive could be an obstacle.

He is a Necromancer, and his flesh is so decaying.

The body we have here now is just a doll.

They are forced to connect the body, which is a phantom.

By the way, there is one reason why he remains in this world.

To develop Skysler.

Ever since his founding, he has supported the country as one of the sorcery divisions, nicknamed “The Ghost of Skysler”.

He must be literally a ghost.

Its “Ghost of Skysler” Binkert Subainku cuts his mentch to Pryan Blue with all the momentum of shooting with his gaze.

"Okay. You go and scout. Gather the information. If you're going to be able to fly over the land you've been abandoned, and if you're going to make your way through the sea nearby, don't miss it."

No, but I'm getting married.

"I'll set you up for a concert with the noble sons when I get this done."

"His Excellency Chancellor Binkert. Leave it all to this“ multiple ”Pryan Blue.

An incredibly serious look from what happened until then and Pryan Blue responding with the highest salute.

Apparently, concoction with the son of a nobleman is a rather tasty event.

Binkert nodded contentedly at the look of it, adding as he remembered.

"Yes, yes. I have also received unconfirmed information that“ of steel ”and“ of paper scraps ”were coming to the land. Not good enough."

"Uh, what's that? I'm afraid they're both too big names."

Pryan Blue returns to vegetables in an instant.

Seeing her like that, Binkert nods satisfactorily.

"You know."

"I mean, you know, you say you've seen it before. Neither is a disaster in the form of a human being that I can't even bundle up."

"Right. Those guys are picky even though I've seen them for years. Modern Paper Snow Sai is a powerful fingerfolder in history. So, Shelbren. That is a complete monster. I'll get away with it."

They don't want to be called monsters by Binkert, the Necromancer, but Pryan Blue agrees.

From that face, the blood draws away.

"No, no, no, no. No. No, there isn't! No! I knew it! Life is more important?! I don't want to die and not yet!

"Oh, because I have business after this. I'm gonna give up the doll, but you better get to work."

"Hey, kidding"

Pryan Blue rushes closer to Binkert, but it's already late.

Binkert's body suddenly burst into the ground like a broken puppet.

Apparently, out of the doll, they let the phantom out.

Perhaps the contents are not already here.

Pryan Blue grabs up his shelled Binkert body as he shudders fine.

"Seriously. Liar. Uh, no. I'm not even married yet. I'm not happy yet. Kind of serious. Seriously? Ahhhhhhhhh?!

The royal castle of Skeisler was followed for some time by the murky cry of Pryan Blue.