The God has moved to another world.

The higher God is, the richer the means of mobility tends to become.

Fly through the sky, have a dedicated vehicle, or travel instantly.

For example, an unbalance or the like has doors that can travel instantaneously anywhere.

In the cat-type robotic sense of the future, it can be described as a pretty critical tool.

Other things, such as carriages pulled by Heavenly Horses, their own wings, and divine beasts, the higher the character, the more splendid God's means of movement is.

So what about the land god of the land reviewed, the red sheath?

Yes, it is on foot.

The most popular way to get around, using two legs.

It is on foot.

There is no such thing as a dedicated vehicle in the red sheath, which is the god of miscellaneous fish.

It cannot even fly in the sky on its own, and it is a red sheath that tears free falls from high altitudes even when it first comes to this land.

It would be a mistake to expect something like that.

That's why the red sheath was well on foot.

He is quite a question mark figure as a god, but our god seemed to have fun.

Ahead on our way is the lake that the spirits are making.

For the Japanese-born Japanese-grown red sheath, the Spirit was the object of fantasy admiration.

There were spirits on Earth, but it's still different from that in the fantasy world.

Even if it had the same appearance and characteristics, it wasn't the same thing.

The difference is that there is a difference between the way children's shows are worn on TV and when they put the real thing in front of them.

I might say it's about the difference between the giant robot of a transformed hero you see on TV and when you've seen the real thing worn.

Anyway, there's something hard to fill in.

Well, that's fine.

The red sheath has never had a chance to see the spirits of a close attribute before.

Because when they come out in front of the red sheath, the spirits fall down in awe.

The liver in the red sheath is not thick enough to observe the person in that condition.

Some people in the world said they could geshigeshi kick a grounded person, but the red sheath wasn't the type.

He was a divine species that just felt like he couldn't stay because he could bow his head.

So if the red sheath doesn't mind wanting to see the Spirit, perhaps the best thing would be to watch from afar.

It would be even better if you were working and focusing on us, so don't worry about the red sheath.

Now that the spirits are in the process of making a place for the lakes and spirits, it should be said that they have come to visit the work.

You will be able to observe the spirits at work without worries.

Visit the spirits who make the spiritual abode.

That was uninterruptedly fascinating for the red sheath, which has played various games.

It is a dungeon, no matter what you think, such as the residence of the Spirit.

How many games on earth have you explored such a place?

Even if it rots, it seems intense as the idea of what is God, but the red sheath thought so from the bottom of his heart.

I wonder how the hell it will be made.

Just imagine it, it is a thought that leaps in the chest.

As tension rose, nature and thinking were also becoming positive.

The Spirit's residence has always been nearby and frightening, but if you think about it, this is a different world, "Kaihara and Nakahara".

It is different from where the red sheath lived.

Perhaps as touchy as the spirits' dwellings are.

Speaking of which, when I asked Eltovael if this kind of place was good, he said, "Yeah, well."

I'm sure it's not that uncommon.

Then there is no need to freak out.

That idea floats in the red sheath, lightening up all at once.

By the way.

This is not really the only place where multiple spirits are friendly and making their dwellings.

But there were currently only three such places on a global scale.

One near the temple, to be used when the "Great God of the Underwater", a God with the power second only to the Sun God Ambalance, appears on earth, making the ocean the Great Heavy Town of God who directs it.

Now travelled with the Mother God to a new world, one in the sanctuary known as the "Mountain", where the Mercy God Charles lived.

And here's one, the neighborhood where the red sheath usually is.

Perhaps if Red Sheath had known about it, he would have been hit in the stomach or something by stress.

But fortunately, there was nothing to point that out on this occasion right now.

"Hey, what's it like?"

A red sheath walking away, grinning.

It was a little later that the spirits discovered the red sheath approaching the lake.

On the surface of the lake stood a single Spirit.

He looked like a maiden with a spear. It is the Spirit of Light.

Its appearance, shaped by the nagging light itself, boasted an unparalleled beauty.

Next to it, suddenly the water column rises.

The water column, which changed shape as I saw it, took the shape of a person at some point.

"What's wrong?

The solidification of the water in the likeness of the Ong was the Spirit of the water.

To the words of the Spirit of Water, the Spirit of Light leaves a slight bitter smile.

"I was looking at this land, the land that was reviewed"

"I see."

Nodding as convinced by the words of the Spirit of Light, the Spirit of Water looked around.

He sighs in love and gives a beard shaped by water.

"I know how you feel. I've never seen a land like this before."

To the words of the Spirit of Water, the Spirit of Light narrows his eyes and nods.

What they're looking at is inside the land under review.

It was a part of the flow of force.

The red sheath is reworked all the time, it is that.

"It's only since the temple of the Great God under the water or the mountain of the Mercy God, Charles, that I see such a tidy land"

"Have you ever met the gods of water?

To the words of the Spirit of Water, the Spirit of Light opened his eyes as if surprised.

For the name now raised by the Spirit of Water was the name of God, who now supports the world, and of God, who was worshipped after the Mother God who created this world.

When we say Spirit, we are much closer to the gods than the creatures on earth.

The organism is only an organism, and if the flesh perishes, the soul will be detached from the flesh and will go to the post-mortem world.

But the Spirit has no such constraints.

They are conscious natural phenomena, and flesh and other things don't make so much sense.

It was indeed a Spirit close to the gods, but still the Spirit is only the Spirit.

There is a wall between what I said about God, angels, etc. that you will never be able to transcend.

Most of all, it is in the "Sea Plains and Middle Plains," and if this is the Earth, it is good for a powerful Spirit to go to God.

To the question of the Spirit of Light, the Spirit of Water laughed with pleasure.

"No way. I became the superior spirits thanks to the pussies and ladies here. Until then, it was just a median spirit."

The strength of the Spirit in this world is divided in three main stages.

That's really a big mess, and it's only a general guide.

However, by asking easily as a criterion, many spirits preferred to use it.

By the way.

About goblins in lower spirits.

Medium spirited, about 5m long troll.

It has a rating of about dragon in the top spirits.

Since the amplitude of amplitude of individual differences is large, it is really a rough guide.

If you are a superior spirit, you may also meet the gods because of their power.

But if anything less, you won't even be able to see it first.

Sun gods descend all the time on this reviewed land, or the god who protects the land is raining and piercing the ground in the first place, but that is the exception during the exception.

"No, no. And really. This land is special. It's like being in Red Sheath's arms."

The gods of this world have no fine-tuning like the earth's land gods.

So the way the Red Sheath land was managed from the Spirits was terribly special.

In words to the Spirit of water, the Spirit of Light nods loudly.

"I felt that, too. The flow of power between Master Red Sheath and this land is very similar."

Adjusting the land is a terribly annoying and detailed job.

That's why I get horrible personality from where I get my hands on it and how I adjust it.

If you're a little familiar with God, you've just looked at it and you know who adjusted it.

In the sense of how to do this where I live, it may resemble an interior design in the interior.

Incidentally, the way the red sheathed land was managed was called the "functional one-sided type" within the fellowship of the Land God.

Let me tell you something, "Functional Beauty Priority".

Most of the red sheath gods were "your village is the best in the world" type, so you can't really guess.

Strangely disciplined and serious, plainly delicate.

The flow of the power of the forsaken land from the eyes of the spirits was such an impression.

It is similar to the impression of the red sheath.

"Does the red sheath and the land come together? Or do you have the power to control all the land... but I don't think you can imagine this little one?"

"Must be. It's just a miracle."

Like sighing. So well, the Spirit of Water and Light stares at the flow of power.

God, who makes adjustments to a land like the Red Sheath, was not in "Sea Plains and Middle Plains".

So the spirits don't even think that the red sheath is interfering with power and preparing the land like a puzzle.

The spirits think that with the great God, the Red Sheath, there, the land will fit in with it or something super mysterious will set it in order.

It is a terrible misunderstanding.

In fact, it's a bleeding endeavor.

"Hmm? Isn't that... Red Sheath?

It was the Spirit of the Water who spoke out so.

He gazes at the distance and looks around between the trees and the lake.

The Spirit of Light gazed at the appearance as well.

What was there was a red sheath walking away with its usual smiling smile.

"True. But why are they walking?

"No, I don't know."

God in this world is basically capable of flying, so it was a huge shock to the spirits to be a walking god.

I can't imagine why you're doing that all the time.

Even on Earth in the first place, most gods can fly.

Strongly speaking, I could fly in the sky if I was a god about a national RPG normal slime.

Unfortunately, however, the red sheath is only as strong as a slime with a bump pattern.

"Are you headed this way?

"Seems so. Do I need to welcome you on the edge of the lake?

"Right. I will reward the others."

When the Spirit of Light fluttered and floated, it flew towards an island that floated in the sky.

When the Spirit of the Water who dropped it off breaks the shape of his body, it becomes a stream of water and begins to travel.

There was no sign of a creature in the lake, and it looked like a piece of peppergrass had not grown on the riverside.

Well, it would be because it was a land with little life until a few weeks ago.

Even if the waterfront suddenly forms, it may take some time for the organism to live there.

The red sheath had a blurred look and looked out over the lake.

I just let my gaze wander and I'm definitely looking for something.

What I'm trying to find, I said fish and bugs, are signs of organisms.

I guess they flew in on their own a few small, bugs could be seen, but not grass, fish, etc.

It will take time to sprout and root, even on grass.

"Hey. Then you can't even fish. Mr. Agney, why don't we get some food here?"

but scratching his head, the red sheath sighed.

We thought that if we could fish in the lake, it might make Agney and the others' lives a little easier.

"Oh, but can you do it now if you're farming or something? But is it a question of securing the bait… I don't know what it would be good to release it."

Red sheath thinking with a bump and a grunt, hands on his chin.

It is a lake that suddenly could have been done when I thought about it, although I thought it was necessary not to destroy the original ecosystem.

You won't have to think much about that area to think about the current state of the land under review with no organism-like organisms.

So, if there is.

It would be a human being wanting to add as much delicious fish as possible.

"Ivana, Yamame, and Nijmus. It's good both ways, right? Here's a drink with something willow river potty. But are there any fish in this world? Why don't you ask Mr. Eltovael?"

What I don't know these days was the red sheath I listened to Eltovael.

But I don't have anything to look into or anything to look into.

There's no Internet, there's no library.

The only way to get information is to ask someone who has knowledge.

Eltovael has most of the information, so he's the perfect person to ask.

On the edge of the red sheath eye I was thinking about that, something odd moved.

Part of the water is creeping like an amorphous creature, and it's closing in on the red sheath.

I also thought it was slime for a moment, but I feel too powerful for that.

No way, the earthlings reincarnated into slime, eating all the demons and stuff and getting stronger objects.

It was also the red sheath I thought, but in about five seconds I deny the possibility.

Because the sign was a good thing to see.

"You're the Spirit of Water."

The red sheath shrugged, looking at that of the indeterminate.

In the first place, Ambalance, the supreme god of this world, hates the mighty powered reincarnators.

There are many reasons to upset the balance and cause confusion in the darkness.

I hear the most angry thing about everything is making a harem.

I don't know if he's the supreme god, but when it comes to seemingly, it's probably why.

As we approached, even the less perceptive red sheath was finally able to capture the identity of the opponent.

After all, it is the superior spirit of water.

Although it is a red sheath that can be largely grasped if it is an event that originally occurred in the land, it was not well understood that the lake did not pass through the flow of power.

It was the same red sheath as a human swordsman, if only for combat and perceptual abilities.

When it comes near the red sheath, the water spirits lift their bodies off the water.

It was as if the water had suddenly lifted up.

"Ooh, ugh."

To an unexpected fantasy sight, the red sheath raises an odd voice.

The lifted water surface changes shape as you look at it and takes to the appearance of a person.

The figure made of water alone was that of an old man like a immortal.

"In front of you..."

"Oh dear! The hard part is, why don't you go in the direction of none? I don't like the hard language."

On the red sheath scratching his head with a bitter laugh, the water spirits round his eyes.

"As you may know, I am a god from another world. I'm a human being. That, too, was just a martial artist without learning. You say you don't know more about difficult language or anything than you say you don't like it. Ha-ha-ha."

With a bitter smile, the red sheath scratches his head.

The water spirits managed to open their mouths to the words.

I have never met him in person, but the Spirit of Water has seen and heard various divine information.

All the gods in this world were gods who truly behaved "like gods".

I had never heard of it, or even imagined it, such as God, who behaves like this against spirits and creatures.

But soon the Spirit of Water changed his mind.

The red sheath is certainly not the god of this world.

He is a god who came from a completely different world to "Kaihara and Nakahara", which is different from God's way.

Well, he said he was originally human.

If you are right in your words, you may not be comfortable with really difficult words, words that you generally use against God.

Yes, the water spirits guessed.

The other person is God, and he is the Spirit.

I guess the information that comes out of the mouth of the red sheath really means as it is, beyond the need to lie like an organism at all.

Even if it includes modesty, I can't go so far as not to be told and fix the tone.

When the Spirit of the Water concluded so in a few moments, he opened his mouth again.

"I don't care that much and forgive me. I can't go too far apart, so forgive me for speaking this way. I am the Spirit of Water. It was originally turned into a medium spirit and into a superior spirit in this land. Therefore, there is no name indicating the pieces. I just hope you call me Spirit of Water."

So to the water spirits who bow their heads, the red sheath still bows their heads to a mix of tones.

"No, I'm sorry I said I couldn't. I thought it would be better if I said it first rather than later. I am entrusted with this land, called the Red Sheath of the Land God. I haven't said hello, but I think I've seen you several times. Well, I just saw it unilaterally."

Indeed, I would have had the opportunity to see it.

Because the Spirit of Water was by the world tree that commanded the water.

The spirits were moving around not only to serve by the rest of the world, but to tour the entire reviewed land.

And they were protecting the spirits of the trees in a frightening replacement.

But I didn't know Red Sheath, God, remembered that.

Above all, more than joy, the surprise first ran into the water spirits.

In the first place, even God, who shows interest in the Spirits, is rare in this "Sea Plains and Middle Plains".

"Yes, I do think I've touched your eyes several times"

"Right! Hey, look, we have Mizuhiko too. Besides, the water spirits would have flown like snake-like visual dragons, right? I thought you were beautiful! Speaking of dragons in my country, it was like that."

"This is. I see. Did you sit down? My compliments, my pleasure."

He smiled happily, and the Spirit of the Water bowed his head deeply.

The god named Red Sheath is the type of god not in this "Middle Plains and Sea Plains".

But it is a God with a strong charm.

Yes, the Spirit of Water was convinced.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Can I help you? Actually, I wanted to show you how I'm building a lake. That floating island, it's amazing."

"I see. Is that what you sat down about? Ok. Now let me show you around."

"Huh? Is that okay? But I'm busy..."

"No, no"

To the reluctant red sheath, the water spirits let him shake his head.

"The Spirit who is not pleased with the arrival of Master Red Sheath is not here. Everyone, thanks to Master Red Sheath, we will sit down with all the power we have now."

"Yeah?! No, I didn't do anything, did I? I'm telling you, your power has increased, thanks to the tree children."

"Indeed, the direct cause of our power lies in the spiritual way of the trees. But the Red Sheath is the one who made the land."

Until then it was a bitter red sheath, but it gave a pompous look to the words of the Spirit of Water.

There is a slight seep of surprise in his face.

"Unless it is such a well-flown, wonderful land of power, the world trees, mediators and spiritual trees will never grow up as splendid as that. This, for one, is thanks to the Red Sheath, who is ruling this land. At least that's what all my spirits think."

Hearing the words of the Spirit of the water, the red sheath looked like a shudder for a while.

But I immediately smile bitterly and scratch my head like I'm in trouble.

"Hey. If you can tell me that, I have a good luck with Kai. I used to be pissed off that I wasn't talented."

"Are you kidding me?"

Seeing the water spirits look strange, the red sheath immediately guessed why.

It is usually a blunt red sheath, but this time it seems that I was able to quickly notice how.

"Oh. It was unusual in this world for a god like me to manage a land. I'll explain after I give you a tour."

"Land management, would you like to sit down? That's very interesting. We look forward to it."

"Yes. Well, let me give you a quick tour."

With a smile and laughter, the red sheath pulled out the sheath that was on his hips.

And he threw it into the water.

Even among the spirits, it is a famous story that the main body of the red sheath is the sheath.

So the water spirits who saw the sight froze with a slight expression.

Elsewhere such a water spiritual reaction, the red sheath goes largely into the water.

Then grab the sheath with both hands and start bumpy feet if you have to.

The sheath replaces just the beat version.

He was a spiritual of water that was solidified by too much impact, but he hurried and called out to the red sheath.

"Dear Red Sheath, What the hell is that..."

"Heh? I'm swimming"

"Won't you fly and travel in the sky?

"Oh. I can't fly. It's all about moving, walking or swimming."

Seeing the bitter red sheath convinces me that the water spirits will be enough.

Speaking of which, even when I came here, I was walking.

Is this not the same place in God of the other world and in God of this world?

The Spirit of Water thought so, entangling some mistakes.

"Dear Red Sheath, Would you mind riding on my back, please? I know it's a little easier to ride if you change your appearance."

Making the red sheath, which is God, butterfling was heartbreaking in many ways in the spiritual sense of water.

I wouldn't even let a boulder leave me.

If you will at least get on your back, there will be plenty of outside hearings.

But.

"Yeah?! No, no, that's just bad!

There seemed to have been a fire in the reluctance spirit of the red sheath at the heck of it.

After more than five minutes of questioning, the red sheath ended up riding on the back of the water spirits that turned into dragons.