The God has moved to another world.

Standing between the beach and the woods, Sergei looked out over the sea.

The storm is already past, and the sea is calm.

The water seems to be somewhat dusty due to the flow of sand and debris, but that's just around the shallow water, too.

No other place stood a white wave, and it was as quiet as a whisper.

"Hmm?

Second, Sergei frowned suspiciously.

One of the enemy devices buried in the body reacted only for a moment.

When I immediately displayed the log, it was in the sea that there was a reaction.

In the water, such as the sea and lakes, magic is difficult to perceive.

The fact that the water itself contains little magic makes it difficult to explore the magic produced by living organisms.

For this reason, sound, visible light, and so on are common when it comes to sensing functions useful for subjects who are in the water.

Nonetheless, what the apparatus sensed was the magical power emitted by the living.

There are two possibilities for this reaction.

Equipment anomalies.

Or is there a magic holding that outweighs the magic of water?

The reaction was momentary, probably because it unleashed only then the magic that had been hidden.

This means that something in the water is something of a great human being, with great magic and the skill to hide it off.

Modestly, it would be a monster.

Is it a warcraft or is it a human again?

Something like a little dog's face appeared in Sergei's eyes as he ran his gaze to the surface of the water with vigilance.

For a moment I thought it was a real dog, Sergei, but soon I realize it belonged to Kobolt.

To see the hair of a longer ear and its color luster, perhaps an old man.

"Oh."

Sergei raised his voice like he was impressed, looking unexpected.

Cobolt is not a very large race of magic holdings.

It has enormous magic power anyway, and the skill to control it.

Being an old man even more, and the color of that hair, it was no longer too much twelve minutes as personally identifiable information.

Sergei began collecting dead branches and grass that were falling around him, smiling.

Prepare a bonfire for the person who will come up to the beach.

Confirming that he had reached his destination, Kougak solved the magic that was causing him to be regarded all over his body.

Slowly watering it, it moves towards the land.

I could have gone ashore as soon as the storm passed, but it was just a place where I wasn't feeling very well and I missed the opportunity to land.

Anyway, the coastline of the land reviewed is still a round bare place with no plants or rocks.

It was very inconvenient for Kougak, who only wanted to enter the land that had been reviewed with patience, to have no place to hide.

It was only now that the storm had subsided and waited for his sight to open, and he had finally found a place to enter the forest right from the sea.

Relieved, he was a kougak who tried to get up from the sea, but found something unexpected there.

Standing on a hill, is the figure of Sergei Galtic.

As a matter of fact, Kougak and Sergei are inexplicable, and if they look at each other, they are friends in choosing alcohol.

Kougak, who found Sergei out of the sea, was greatly surprised.

I had no idea I was going to see it in this place, because I never dreamed of it.

But you can't ignore what you see.

Above all, you have to listen to your purpose.

Since we are in this place at this time of year, there will be no irrelevance to the land under review.

In some cases, we may be able to work together.

It was a kougak I just wanted to go up to land and speak to, but I came up with something fuzzy here.

Stop the spell you've been chanting and solve the technique you've been running on your body.

Then Kogaku's body squished small as he saw it.

It squeezes like an air drained balloon and quickly returns to the body of the original little old man.

The physical strengthening of scriptural magic was something that dissipated the magic that was stored in the body at the same time as it dissolved.

The excess magic that was where it was heavily inflated caused him to lose his place and flee outside.

For this reason, when hiding, it was common for the release of physical strengthening to take place slowly.

Because if you take the time to solve it, you only need a few magic powers to leak.

It was only with a natural purpose that I deliberately solved it.

Without aiming, Sergei was immediately sensing the magic of Kougak.

And he began to pick up his temples.

I was going to let you know that someone was approaching me, but I was very surprised and impressed by this behavior.

Not only did Sergei realize that it was a kook in the ocean, but he was also concerned that he would be cooling his body.

It is true that it will be possible to discern the color and race of the hair even at this distance, but it should not discern the face.

You might want to ask me how I made my decision.

With that in mind, Kougak proceeded into the sea.

So I discovered something fuzzy from underwater.

Proceeding on the beach, it is a comotto mo.

It's crustacean. It's delicious when you cook it on fire.

If you meditate on something that looks slightly worse, you can say that its flavour is excellent.

As he went through the sea, Kougak swore to his heart that he would surely catch it and go.

When he saw Kougak walking down the beach, Sergei raised his voice and laughed funny.

Looking satisfied with a comotto mo hanging in his hands, he seemed to have gotten into a bump.

"You're not going to eat that much, are you?"

"You'll eat, too, won't you?

That said, Kougak makes me try to lift the comotto mo he had in his hand.

Sergei, who saw it, raised his voice like he was impressed.

The Comotto Mo that Kougaku had captured only took time to catch and was quite a size.

It doesn't look very good, Comotmo, but the flavor is quite good.

I don't know if there's any booze at all.

Sergei smiled at Kougak's words.

When you put your hand in one of your trouser pockets, take out one rectangular bottle.

In a glass bottle filled with amber liquid, now Kogaku speaks up in admiration.

"Well, I don't know if it fits."

"No, no, superior. I've been swimming, and my body's getting cold."

"I guess. Well, warm up. I'll take care of that."

Sergei pointed out is the comotto mo Kougak has.

You're already strangled or you're not moving. Kougak nods and hands it to Sergei.

"I'm sorry. Let me do that."

"Leave it to me. Single old man's got good food, too, huh?

Kougak laughed unexpectedly at Sergei's story.

After putting a knife in some part of the body of the Comotto Mo, let it creep into the sea water.

Later, I tie my long legs with a twat and throw them into the fire.

When the whole thing turns red, eat up.

It would be more elegant if baked on a gold net, but this method is quite popular that fishermen and others also do.

The shell of the comotto mo is quite thick, so there's no way there's too much fire in doing this kind of thing.

While it contains plenty of juice, it is resilient enough to play.

It's just that when you cook every shell, you need a trick, and you need to make sure that the juice doesn't get bounced into the shell.

I put a few cuts in before I put them in the fire for that, but too much of this makes all the delicious gravy fly away.

If it is too little, the comotto mo can be played and ruined.

It was said that this addition and subtraction was quite difficult and something to remember after several failures.

Apparently Sergei was getting this addition and subtraction, and he baked up the comotto mo brilliantly to show it.

Sergei cleverly dismantles the deliciously baked comotto mo with a single knife.

There is no such thing as a plate, so it is on the leaves of the trees that have grown there that the stripped bodies can be arranged.

But that's another kind of flair.

So Sergei took what was out of his trouser pocket.

It is a green citrus fruit, the fruit of a plant called Sugri.

Apparently it was found in this sinner's forest, in a bright shade.

Sergei cut it in half and squeezed it over Comotto's body, sprinkling the juice.

It was a kougak I already wanted to stick with there, but I put up with it a lot longer.

Because it looked like we weren't done cooking yet.

The next thing Sergei took out was a bottle with white salt.

There are also many things in salt, but this is indeed a fine salt of chime.

"That's a lot of fine salt."

"Ooh. For finishing. If you take this guy from a high place, the whole place will be salted. That's a great idea to make sure you don't take too much salt."

Salt is something that I feel strongly when it hits my tongue, so it's something that I feel more strongly where it hits my tongue, even in the same amount.

Even if it is not boiled in hot water with salt, you can feel salt air in it.

Best of all, it would be just fine for both of us, who are about the age when salt is concerned.

"Okay, like this? It's done, Ji 'no."

To Sergei's words, Kougak reached out just saying he had been waiting.

Pinch up your legs and put them in your mouth.

The fluffiness and the juice filled with the flavor characteristic of seafood spread across the mouth.

I am plump and the tighter I squeeze, the more flavor I overflow.

The sourness of the sugli combined there and the salting and subtraction that was sprinkled at the end are exquisite and do not disturb the taste of the Comotto at all.

Instead, I felt like I could pull it off a lot bigger.

Once you have drunk your body down, now drink before the taste disappears from your mouth.

It's what Sergei had, but this is the kind of liquor that tastes like smoke smoke in a high-frequency split, and it really suits the Comotto.

Because the aroma is strong, the flavor is likely to prevail, but this is what I find strangely familiar with.

Oddly enough in this combination, Kougak's hand extended to the body of Comotmo twice and three times.

Each time he stirs up booze and roars only the same number of times.

This combination of Comotto and liquor had just the power to do so.

After enjoying it several times, Kougak remembered the key thing, yes.

I had to ask Sergei why he wore it to this land.

The purpose of Kougaku is, of course, to meet the red sheath.

Sometimes asking why the land was broken or seeing how Agney and the others were doing, that's the primary purpose.

I don't know what Sergei and the others are up to, but to say that we're in this place at this time must have something to do with the unraveling of the bond.

To find out why or for another purpose?

At any rate, I don't think it has anything to do with the red sheath.

Whether we cooperate or stop it, it doesn't begin not to listen.

"So, what are you doing here?

"Hmm?"

With liquor on his face, Sergei turned to Kougak.

Stuff your mouth with your wrist, roaring out in difficulty.

"I don't know, I've been working on it a lot."

That said, Sergei followed in turn and started explaining.

Sergei's story was something like this.

When I finished one big job and went to the destination drinker, a woman appeared who was always exchanging information.

Interested in the "land abandoned" in the story of the woman, for now, heading out for a nearby port.

During the voyage, something that seemed to have been planted inside the ship popped up and suddenly started playing audio and video.

It belonged to the woman in question and was a message telling her to come to the "land of abandonment" because she had work to do.

The trick destroyed itself immediately, but later a large amount of jewellery was left.

"Deposit," he said?

"Oh, and when I analyzed the audio and video I was recording, there was some other information in there."

Because it happened on board, they were partially recorded all the time.

If you carve in detail the footage of the woman shown, you say that it contained a footage that looked like noise.

"I'm a gatekeeper, so I don't know, but when I did something about it, it became map data here. That's pretty accurate, too."

"Hmm. You mean you can't get it if you're not on the edge of this land?

"Your answer. I suspected Stenglea at first, but those guys wouldn't try to get anybody close in the first place. It wasn't even Houlika, the original owner. So who are you talking about? It's pretty good what's left of the jewels."

That said, Sergei took the jewel out of his pocket wondering if there would be a fist university.

And throw it unconstitutionally at Kogaku.

He received it reflexively, and Kogaku glanced at him as if he were out there.

"You, is this pretty expensive stuff? Why don't you throw it?

"Well, well. Just take a look."

"Hmm. Ho..."

Kougak peered into the gem and opened his eyes wide as he was surprised.

Because the flow of force inside was unusually well organized.

Many gems have properties that keep the flow of force inside.

For this reason, it is sometimes used to mediate magic, but it was very difficult to say that the internal flow itself would be prepared.

Can I even say the difference between artifacts and natural objects?

Even if it is done with human hands, it will still be like a strange pattern.

If there were a gem with no such thing and purely internal power, its birth would be extremely limited.

For example, were they rested in the "mountains" of Charchellis on a century-by-century basis and subjected to external influences?

or, for some reason, the superior Spirit or God has fixed it, etc.

Whatever it is, it is not born for normal reasons.

"This... is a substitute for what's in the treasure trove of a great nation. There are a few of them in the mountains..."

"Right? Sell it, yeah. A billion would be a substitute. It's easy to sell. I don't think so."

"You won't have a buyer first. Well, if you think you've got eyes on someone giving you something like this, you know what it's like to go out there."

It would be a bad idea not to listen to the quote that allowed you to break into the interior of the mobile base, which is the tiger child, and the kind of person who would leave such a ridiculous substitute behind.

No matter how many lives you have, it's not enough.

"But are you glad you told me about that?

"Oh. That's why I'm here. I don't think it's a line-up situation. I don't think it's a mercenary's duty of confidentiality. Besides, he's the one who's going to do all this. You know me and you don't get along."

"You, depending on what you're doing, don't you think your client is human?

To Kougak's words, Sergei shrugs his shoulders.

Sighing as he roared, he opened the liquor bottle wide.

"To be honest, I don't know. But there's a Charles Sherris in the middle of nowhere, too. It can't be irrelevant. Anyway, I'm not that specialized in these kinds of things. I can't tell."

Now Kougak roared at the words.

It also appears irrelevant that Sergei was called to this place and that the seal of the land was unsealed.

But isn't it hard to be absolute that you are?

The jewel that it is a reward cannot be born without the Spirit or God involved, such as appearing in mythology, which is the national treasure class.

Someone with that kind of thing called them to this place.

I can't tell you enough that this drunken country didn't do that.

I can't tell you enough, but it's too weird.

Even if I wanted to contact an alienated land without contaminating my country's hands, then I still wonder why I let them come directly to this place without telling them anything.

Another odd thing is the map info you say was hidden and passed on.

Why did you have such a thing?

If you take one of the footage from the sky, it's easy to make a map.

But this is a "land of abandonment".

You don't even have anything to try to get close to, but you don't have anything to fly over.

Though there were no direct contacts, Kougak's errands and Sergei's client seemed to have some connection.

"But the junction really disappeared. Well, I've never seen the union itself. Goddamn it, man."

I guess I already checked.

Sergei stretched his neck and looked out over the wasteland, which stretched over the overlooked land.

As far as I can see, the soil has swept away.

The only shadow that originally flourished as a transportation hub would be the remaining harbor tracks.

If this land were to be opened, there would be fifty thousand countries that wanted it, just because the location was in place.

It should be most calm to fit in there, just because it originally belonged to the Kingdom of Houlika.

But the country that comes with the difficulty is bound to come out.

First of all, there will undoubtedly be armed clashes.

"Hmm? What the hell?"

Something strange appeared in Sergei's eyes looking around.

And they found that which was coming straight this way upon the land which was forsaken.

To Sergei's voice, Kougak turned to you too.

And frowned greatly.

Something's turning up the cigarette and coming this way.

"Something, that's..."

"Come on?"

Sergei and Kougak leaned their necks against each other.

In front of them stood something like a giant turtle with no neck.

It seems to be made of inorganic material, which, in other words, is a substitute like a carrier with four legs.

At any rate, at first glance, they didn't think he was a creature.

On top of it stands a girl in a strange costume.

Similar to the "kimono," the ethnic costume of Nomaki, it was dyed black from top to bottom.

The same brunette girl as the costume chuckled and jumped off that huge something about whether there would be a 5m.

"I see you as Lord Kougak of Charcheris, and Lord Sergei Gartik. I am Sathiko, the one of the Gertians who protects this land. See you later."

That said, the girl, Tuhiko, slowly bowed her head.

To that appearance, Kougak and Sergei look at each other unexpectedly.

Both of them, at first glance, were discerning that Tuhiko was not of the ordinary.

We can't seem to do that much, so we're both creeping through a training ground like we're being called to heaven.

But I had no idea that a Guardian serving God would appear directly before man, let alone bow his head.

"Introduction, accepted. Indeed, I am located in Kougak, a monk who served Master Charcheris. This one, too, is definitely Sergei Galtic"

Earthhiko made a grinning smile when she heard it.

And put your hands together properly.

"Oh, I'm glad it's not a human difference! Both of you, I've been waiting for you! It would have been tough on the road!

"Both of you?

Earthhiko nodded heavily at Sergei's words like that.

And when I reach for my nose, I take out something a little bigger than a clench.

Sergei, who saw it, opened his eyes as surprised.

What Earthhiko took out.

It was a mad-eye.

It is the same thing that was planted on Sergei's ship.

"He..."

"This is what I made. What was on your ship was made at the request of someone I have."

Oh, my God.

Seeing Sergei with what a nasty look on his face, Tuhiko laughed really funny.

"Yes, Lord Sergei! As you can see, Lord Kougak is the same person as Lord Sergei's client."

"What?!

What surprised me when I jumped up to the word was Kougak.

When it comes to the one with the bite of a kook, it is about the red sheath.

You probably know that because you say that you are a Guardian.

On top of that, if you want to make a request to Sergei, you say it's the same as you did to Kogaku.

That's nothing more than that Sergei's client is a red sheath.

You can't help but be surprised because God wants to hire mercenaries.

Sathiko laughed more and more funny to see how Kogaku was doing.

"Ha-ha-ha! No, excuse me! I thought you'd be surprised, but I didn't think that was it! Well, anyway. If you don't mind, let me show you first. Let me also explain to you some things along the way."

"It's called a guide. No way......"

"Yes, the red sheath."

To the indulgent kougaku, Tuhiko told him so with a grinning smile.