The God has moved to another world.

Managing to surround Eltovael, who recovered from abdominal pain, Agney and the others began the meeting.

The first agenda concerns the temple where the red sheath is festived.

What will the material be used for and to what extent?

We have to decide from the basics first.

Agney and the others had never made a temple to celebrate God.

I just wondered what it was like to have to be big for now.

Religious architecture is also largely huge on Earth.

I suppose there are a lot of reasons to know too much about the glory of God, but the horn is huge on the raven.

That was no different in "Kaihara and Nakahara".

Ningro, faith in God and fear of God are strong enough for the real thing to appear all the time.

For that matter, the building is going to be big.

There was also a reason for Agney and the others to start setting up a temple of red sheath as soon as their settlement began to settle down.

Big things take horn time to make.

If it were to be the temple of the God of the Land, it would still not be possible if it were not huge, and it would take time to make it.

So how long does it take?

As far as Agney and the others were concerned, the majority of the opinions were "I wonder if it's been about a hundred years".

If you try Agney and the others, who have a life expectancy of about fifty years, it is a very long time twice in their lives.

Speaking on Earth, does it feel like a big job for two centuries?

Thinking that would take so long, Agney and the others wanted to get to work right away.

They are diligent and serious in character.

We wanted to complete the temple a little sooner, if possible in our own behalf.

He wanted to make it a little easier when he gave it to the next generation, even if he took it over.

Nevertheless, as I wrote earlier, the Agnies had never built a temple.

In the first place, they lived relaxed in a super-one country, and they never even saw the real thing in the temple.

Because we only know enough to hear rumors and fairy tales, we can all say that we have no idea what it is.

What I don't know, I just have to ask.

Making bad stuff hits God rudely, too.

So it was Eltovael who was called out.

While still worried about Eltovael, who still held up around his stomach and felt like he was hanging on to the tremors that sometimes came, the elders decided to ask him the first question quickly.

I was worried about Eltovael's health, but the book angel said, "I'm fine. It's so fine," he insisted, so he decided to start a meeting for now.

"First of all, it's scale. How big should I make it?"

"Why don't you still be big"

Before Agney and the others with serious expressions, Eltovael turned slightly forward with his belly in his arms.

Apparently, Agney and the others' outfits are still inspiring some bump in Eltovael.

Yet Ertvael is a heavily mission angel.

I managed to hold back my only urge and get back on my feet.

"Yes, it's scale. Dear Red Sheath, you said you don't like big things."

"" Hey, what?!

Agney and the others got a dramatic look and shocked with an aligned voice.

A little bit of a "cool -?!" What you're saying said, "but no one cared.

"No, seriously. Maybe from God's point of view, you're not big enough, are you?

"Right. It's a criterion."

"Dear Eltovael, How big will it be exactly?

"Actually, I have some material I've been asking about the approximate size and making. Hand it out to all of you."

With that said, Eltovael took a bunch of paper out of the basket he always had.

The booklet-style table reads "Materials for the first meeting of the Red Sheath Construction Project".

Apparently I've made it for this day.

Made on several scales, it was a good representation of Eltovael's character.

"Ooh. Master Boulder Eltovael."

It's got a table of contents, too.

"Wait. It was yesterday that you asked Master Eltovael about today, wasn't it?

Agney and the others' gaze gathered in Eltovael.

Eltovael leans his neck strangely.

"In less than an hour, this is easy to make."

"Ooh."

"Cool."

"Dear Boulder Eltovael,"

"Angels are amazing."

It's not that angels are actually amazing, it's that Eltovael's ability to handle affairs is unusual.

Not all angels are suitable for this kind of work.

"In the meantime, please open this 18 page"

"" Yes ""

To Eltovael's words, Agney and the others turn to the pepper and the material.

Written on the specified page was the size of the company that the red sheath would be ideal.

I guess you thought the numbers alone were hard to tell.

Comparisons were drawn with various things.

Large things like Troll's Hanako and Earthhiko's Mad Troll and the enchanted dragon that came back during this time.

Small ones also depicted orange mousse slime and agney.

"Wow, this is Gin, right?

"Wow, that's so similar."

"Did Master Eltovael draw this?

"Yeah, I didn't have just the right illustration, so it's appropriate"

"Cool."

"Cool!"

I was impressed with Agney and the others, but I realized it was right there.

The size of the company that the red sheath seems to be ideal for is uninterruptedly small.

At height, it's not even 1.5 meters.

This is closer than a company to something like a cabin that covers Taoist gods and vaulters.

"Um, Master Eltovael. Whatever it is, isn't it small?"

"No matter how elaborate, I feel this is too small,"

"Junction"

"I thought so too, but thank you, Master Red Sheath seems to prefer the smaller ones."

As a matter of fact, the red sheath was more of a phobia of big things than small ones.

Surrounded by huge and amazing trees, there was a huge and amazing lake nearby.

And before I know what it is, Tuhiko is making the Enchanted Dragon's nest amazing.

The stress that comes from it was tremendous.

If the body of the red sheath had been sheathed and the divine body had not been semi-solid, it would definitely have been circular alopecia or something.

Probably had a hole in his stomach, too.

The red sheath in that condition is Ertvael's "How big of a temple do you prefer? This is how I answered the question.

"I want to be perfectly stuck in a small building where my main body is critical..."

Apparently, they were pretty much cornered.

Since it is the temple of the red sheath, it was Eltovael who thought we would not talk about not being at least three to four hundred meters tall, but I just reconsidered this.

Thank you, Red Sheath. I realized that Eltovael seemed to be a much more common god than he assumed.

Things have been going wrong lately, and shouldn't we have something that the book god says will calm down?

That's what I thought.

Nevertheless, when it comes to the critical size where the red sheath fits, that is not an architecture already.

It's just a box.

Ertvael purchased information about the Earth, especially about the Japanese divine Buddha, and found something that seemed just right.

That was a small company, like Taoist gods and Jizo.

"Besides, even in this size, they do a splendid role of temple in the other world. Since Master Red Sheath is a god of different worlds, it would be good to be a temple of different worlds. You said it would calm you down."

"Right. The temple is like ours, and it's more important to calm down."

"Connections -"

"So is that."

"For that matter, with all your heart, make something meticulous!

"" Ooh!

Agney and the others shoved their fists up in silence.

Once something has been decided, it is the Agney stream that unites us all for now.

Once it's sized, now it's material.

The Agnies, who had never seen a real temple, had no idea what it was made of.

I'm vaguely assuming it must be made of something amazing, but we don't even know what it is.

"I wonder why I should make it."

"It's a bond, isn't it?

"Is it wood?

"Could it be a stone?

"No, it must be iron!

"What about Orihalcon or something?

"I don't think we can do that."

Agney and the others looked at each other and began deliberately discussing it.

The majority of the opinions out there are all legendary materials, such as Orihalcon and Adamant, dragon scales and world trees.

Of course, there's no way Agney and the others could have guessed that.

If it's a world tree, it grows relatively in the neighborhood, but they can't even know it.

"Is it best to ask Eltovael here?"

"So is that."

"What would you like?

The attention of Abney and the others is drawn to Eltovael.

When Eltovael looks a little troubled, he speaks the words in the way he decides to.

"That's what you're saying, fine with the normal wood you're all using. Approximately, what makes what you live in smaller, or something like that?"

Eltovael's words were very far from what the Red Sheath had said.

When it comes to why I didn't tell you the words of the red sheath as they were, it wasn't what I could tell you.

Asked what kind of material it would be good to make, the red sheath answered Eltovael:

"I like veneer plates......"

There's no good reason.

I tried to change my hopes for the red sheath as much as I could, Eltovael, but that would be just not a good idea.

Agney and the others are not without ingredients or in distress right now.

Such a thing in that situation, I would say, but what about using veneer boards to create a temple?

I feel like I'm leaving behind a lot of important things like majesty and character.

It was Eltovael who convinced the boulder, but the spiritual red sheath said, "Well, with the end material or something..."

What world is there that makes a temple out of end material?

That's probably what happens if you live a critical life at the bottom of poverty, but Agney and the others are trying to build a temple because of the looseness in their lives.

Eltovael became even more persuasive and eventually settled down to the place "the wood that Agney and the others usually use".

That's a lot of progress compared to the beginning.

But from the Agneys who don't know that, it would be a horrible story to make the temple out of the same wood we live in.

In fact, the Agnies have a bewildered look on Eltovael's words.

"Oh no! Don't you have to use any special materials?

"Junction?!

"Junction"

"Connections -"

"And I can't prepare a lot of things right now, but if you hang in there, you can handle it. Boundary!

I guess I'm pretty upset.

Agney and the others were supposed to have a strange tone.

Eltovael smiles bitterly, opening his mouth.

"Sure, you might be able to prepare it, but Master Red Sheath seems to want the same as you. And he also said the wood would calm down."

"Right."

"Do you like wood?"

It cannot be said that the Japanese generally did, but when the red sheath was human, it was mostly wood when it came to building materials.

The tatami is a luxury item and only a few pieces were laid in the red sheath raw house.

When I was born, when I died, even after I became a god, it was made of wood for the red sheath when it came to home.

Because it is such a red sheath, the first thing that comes to mind when it is said to be a place to calm down was still a building made of wood.

I want to live in a tree company I'm used to living in because it's a stranded psychological state.

That's how the red sheath thought.

That's why veneer plates and end materials would be extreme.

"Then let's decide to make it out of wood!

"Prepare the best wood, straight, of clean wood!

"" Ooh!

Agney and the others shoved their fists up in silence.

There were a couple of people who said "tie the line," but no one cared.

Once the building material is determined, it is the choice of what form to take next.

A great deal of use was made of the booklet prepared by Eltovael for this.

When it comes to the buildings that Agney and the others build, it's all about horned tall floors.

Even if it's a small building, all I could think of was a small high-floor building.

I'm not sure how much it means when it comes to small tall floors.

Eltovael, who had expected it, had written a number of drawings in the booklet that would serve as a model for the building.

Agney and the others looked like they had found new toys and watched them eat in.

"Heh, there are so many shapes."

"What's the connection?

"The kingdom is, see, because it's magic"

"Magic? Is it? God will create it, won't he?

"Uh, divine law?

"How dare you read that"

"Shinpo?"

"Hmm, what shape do you want -"

Everyone seems to be having a lot of problems.

But we're all just worried, and the ideas don't get entangled at all.

So is that.

I've never seen a small temple, or anything like a company in Japan.

It would also be harsh to tell you to come up with an idea right away with something you've never seen.

After a short discussion, the elder sighed.

"Phew, I don't know. What about here? As we used to do when we decided on the shape of Tuhiko's Mad Troll, we all make small things and bring them over."

"Oh! Did you have that hand!

"It's Elder Boulder!

Before, when designing Mad Trolls at the behest of Tuhiko, we all brought ideas in shape.

The elders, as they did then, seemed to intend to hold a presentation competition.

The other Agnies agreed with the idea, and the shape of the building took the form of a decision at a later date.

But here's a big problem.

It was about how to create a company where the red sheath was.

Anyway, it's terribly far from Agney's settlement to where the red sheath is.

Even though weeds have grown lately, the journey to get there is rough and harsh.

I don't have to know if I can fly in the sky or if I have a powerful means of travel, and it takes me quite a while just to get back and forth.

If you want to make something decent, it'll take days.

Then, not only will it be necessary to carry the materials necessary to build the company, but it will also be necessary to carry food, accommodation tools, etc.

That takes a lot of effort.

Even though the settlements have stabilized somewhat, leaving the land in the long run was much to worry about.

I can't even leave the field alone for too long.

So I've come up with an idea with Mark, the leader of the young man.

"What do you say we take what we make and then we just install it on the ground"

"Oh."

"Connections -"

"Do you have hands like that?"

Some hands, however, take the finished building and stab it to the ground.

Agney and the others have a basic high-floor structure, so if it's small, there was a way to take it and stab it on the spot.

If we mobilize the trolls, it will be possible to do so, even if it is quite large.

This time it seems easy to do the method as it is also small to make.

"But Hanako's the only troll left, right?

"Oh well. Hanako."

"Mm-hmm. Hanako, it's surprisingly creepy."

"Hey."

"Toriko? is it?"

To the words of Agney and the others, Eltovael tilted his neck.

"That's right. Hanako fell where there was nothing, or accidentally mistaken a rock and a tree."

"There's something cute about it."

"If I fell with Mr. Red Sheath's company, it would be tough."

Eltovael imagined a softly twisted troll.

He's carrying food and he's stuck with it, and he's like, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

When Eltovael closed his eyes softly, he decided that he had not thought about anything.

Apparently, it's become something I didn't want to imagine.

Then we'll have to take care of it.

"That's it."

"Well, when you make it, put a stick on it so it's easy to handle."

"I wonder what shape you'd like."

Yeah, yeah, roaring, the Agnies start thinking about many forms.

What came to the mind of many Agnies was something close in shape to what we call a "broom" on Earth.

What you're talking about in your mouth, you seem to imagine something much the same.

When he heard it, Eltovael smiled.

I heard it when the red sheath and unbalance were swallowing, I was remembering the festival.

Even the village where the red sheath was being festived had a small festival, he said.

It's not big, but the villagers say they take care of the handmade rice dumplings and run around.

At that time, the red sheath boarded the broomstick and walked around the village with him.

Odori is a god's ride.

The red sheath also said he was looking forward to riding the rice roller once a year.

The company that has been carried like an ostrich will surely comfort the heart of the red sheath.

You look tired lately, but I'm sure you'll get back on track.

With that in mind, Eltovael smiled and watched Agney and the others consult with him.