The God has moved to another world.

The submarine, also the stronghold of the Galtic mercenary regiment, boasted a fairly comfortable living environment.

The image of being narrow inside a submarine may be common, but that does not apply when it comes to submarines owned by the Galtic Mercenary Corps.

The interior is quite spacious and fully equipped for comfort.

Storage facilities like refrigerators were, of course, not very large but even available in the bathroom.

Did I mention that there are mercenaries with a lot of boulder roughers, such as various gambling facilities and bar counters?

Despite such entertainment facilities, there were some members who were relatively happy with a single treat.

As always, he is a seemingly demonic looking man in a barrel.

Though she has such a neat appearance that if a young woman saw it, she would inadvertently fall in love with it, her unmotivated attitude, which seemed to have thrown all of that "mendokusai of living and dying," ruined everything.

Even the wings on my back, which would otherwise be beautifully sagging, are drooling sloppily.

What such a man had in his hand was a bright white soft cream.

Matcha, peaches and grapes are good, but the soft cream is vanilla, after all.

Yes, the man was vanilla supremacy.

Well, whatever that doesn't matter.

The barrel containing the man was still placed in the steering room of the submarine.

It is a so-called battle command post packed with various equipment, where it was surrounded by strange tensions.

It's not that the battle is approaching or that kind of impending circumstance.

It's just a bit of a giant enchanted dragon peeking into the submarine.

Well, this has got to be pressing.

In fact, the faces packed in the steering room, other than the man in the barrel, were all equally tense, including the artificial spiritual martina.

"What's that?"

"Supposedly an enchanted dragon"

One of the crew members responds to the crushed dialogue, Martina.

But unfortunately, that's not what the crew heard.

"That's right... but why is there such a thing as a ship peek"

The crew was right, the enchanted dragon was peeking into the ship.

He stares inside, repeatedly twisting his neck.

The front of the steering room was a giant monitor.

Covering a large range of overhead, foot and sides, it has projected outside footage.

From the inside, you can look out as if it were all glazed.

But that's just footage.

Naturally, you can't peek inside.

Therefore, no matter how much the enchanted dragon operates to peek in, it is not peeking inside.

I wonder if they are observing the creation of surfaces.

Nevertheless, if you are being peeked at, it is not a hoard.

Everyone knows that the Enchanted Dragon is a species sent to the gods by some educated person.

Being peeked at by such a thing is a very bad condition for the heart.

"Yes... what the hell..."

"Perhaps they are waiting for the other Guardian who is currently in the reception room."

The other Guardian is Sathiko.

Tohiko is currently talking to Sergei and the doctor in the reception room of this ship.

It is a form of Sergei returning to the ship from beneath the red sheath, followed by Sathiko and the Enchanted Dragon.

"Are you sure the Guardians are the main clients? How many lives did you have?"

Other crew members and martinas nod loudly at the words of the crew, who have the look of bitter worms chewed up.

At that time, the Enchanted Dragon faces the ship.

Just as attention was being paid, the crew and Martina greatly surprised their bodies.

"I mean, you're in the ocean, right? Why are you snooping all the time? How long do you have to breathe?"

"Master Enchanted Dragons can basically adapt to all environments, he said. Perhaps you can breathe in the water."

"How much... I'm scared, seriously"

Crushing, one of the crew holds his head.

In fact, the situation would not be good for the heart right now.

If the opponent is the enemy, then it's a situation for them, the mercenary of hundreds of wars and smells.

You can hit him as hard as you can.

However, he is a client and God's servant.

I can't even go hit him, I don't know what would happen if I pissed him off.

That's what could happen to a natural mutation or something.

"I was wondering if we could talk business soon. But when it's over, it's over, so you're gonna be hired by the Guardian in earnest? That's Camben, too."

"No, to God, not the Guardian, right?

"I don't like it any more."

Mercenaries who find themselves in rough business are often surprisingly confident because they are a life-threatening business.

They didn't seem to leak much of it either, but they didn't seem to welcome the current situation.

Well, suddenly the object of faith will appear in front of you, but it won't be very good for your heart.

It is the same even for Martina, the Spirit.

Especially artificial spirits are made by the hands of men and are supposedly not very good beings from real spirits and Guardians.

I actually said, "What do you think? Because no one has ever heard of it, I don't know what the average opinion is.

However, because of the traction that it is still an artifact, most artificial spirits are attracted to real spirits and Guardians.

Martina was also bad at spirits and guardians for that reason.

You can say you're freaking out.

"I was wondering if you could come home soon..."

Other crew members and Martina nodded heavily at the words of the crew members who blurted and leaked.

Only one person has not reacted is the example man that fits in the barrel.

When the man hit the soft cream in his hand, he cheeked with a satisfying look.

"Wow, with the enchanted dragon face. Ha. Hey. It's peaceful. The world doesn't do everything? I think this is the best kind of life."

The crew and Martina's gaze pierce the man who does such a thing in a crowded manner.

That was the only bunch of gaze a man could kill, and the man kept eating soft cream as if it were nothing.

In a way, this guy is probably a big guy too.

Those were the crew members who thought so.

The reception room inside the submarine was made simple with only about sofas and tables furnished.

Sitting on that couch are Sergei and the Doctor, and three of them, Tuhiko.

The doctor had a truly bitter look on his face towards Earthhiko, who smiled all the time.

"So. He said he'd taken the job."

"Sooo good?

Sergei responds in an easy-going manner to the doctor who tells him to squeeze it out.

To that very light attitude, the doctor held his head.

"You. He's a god, isn't he? What do you mean, work doesn't know what it's gonna be like?"

The doctor holds his head, as if he had a heart attack.

Sergei, sitting next to him, laughs happily as he sees how it goes.

"You can say that. That's what God wants, isn't it? You're saying no?

"No, well, uh. Damn, what the hell...! We're real mercenaries. Why shouldn't they help the royal family or look into the ruins in the woods?"

Next to the doctor holding his head with a bump and a grunt, Sergei laughs funny.

Teruhiko, who was smiling at such a situation, also laughs out loud in such a way that he can't see.

"Rest assured. It was Lord Eltovael who chose you. There is no madness in the eyes of a sinful angel."

With a smile on his face, the doctor sighed as if he had given up immediately, although he would make a look like he had said something.

Earthhiko sees it and smiles deeper and deeper as it seems more and more interesting.

In such a way, the doctor made a face that even the bitter bugs chewed up.

"I don't know that either. We're really just mercenaries."

"It is a mercenary that Angel Eltovael foresaw as a person capable of accomplishing the job we would like to ask for. It's okay. I trust your arms."

The doctor increasingly distorts his expression to Tuhiko, who gives him a smiling smile.

But I decided to stop saying anything more.

I deny it any more because I stepped on it as not too good.

The fact that he was found by the angel Eltovael is an honorable thing.

You don't need to deny it, and you should welcome it.

And if you say bad things, they may even take you for questioning the power of an angel.

I don't even think that anything close to God would make a blind eye to that extent, but I would never have gone beyond caution.

The doctor swallowed the words for a long time and sat back on the couch.

"Okay. You won't be able to refuse more than our captain has received. I'm hungry. Yeah."

Sergei laughed out loud at the doctor who spat so out in a sigh mix.

"I'm not fooling around on the scene. I leave all the details of backups and equipment to the doctors. If this guy doesn't work for me, he won't be able to move the submarine, and he won't be equipped. Come on."

"I see. Something like a staff officer? Yes, well, most of this ship, your arming, etc., is made by Lord Doctor?

The doctor nods one at Sathiko, who seems intrigued.

"It's about the design involved. As you know, we have people from different countries. Because I sometimes had some magic knowledge, even if I didn't have any expertise in each of them. We collect them and use them."

Kaihara and Nakahara possess very different magic techniques for each country and organization.

Something to use tools, something to use words, something to tie a mark with your hands.

These magics, each with very different characteristics, were mostly hidden from the technology.

For this reason, it is often strictly restricted for those with magic technology to come out of the control of the state or organization.

If you try to get it out of the way, you will often be imprisoned, and if normal, you will be killed immediately.

Still, there are times when we manage to escape.

Most of these people have made nomination arrangements, and they don't want a life at all.

One of the destinations that will eventually flow is this Galtic Mercenary Corps.

Normally it would be best to use such techniques in bulk, but happiness or unhappiness, this mercenary regiment had just enough technicians to integrate such techniques to some extent.

Yes, a doctor.

Tuhiko narrowed his eyes as he hung the edge of his mouth wide.

"There's no research equipment or materials, and I'm just going to finish this alone. This is not a big deal. Excellent. I think you can count on it."

To Tuhiko's smile, the doctor took his breath away.

Because I remember a crazy scholar with a head I saw a long time ago laughing just the same way.

I couldn't even go and put that in my mouth, and the doctor sighed again looking tired.

"I have asked Master Red Sheath to back you up. Let's get this ship in the dock first."

"Doc? Is that what you have?

Sathiko nods loudly at Sergei, who says strangely.

It wouldn't be my fault if my expression was gorgeous just because I was waiting for that question.

"Yes! I've prepared something like this for you! Oh, I wanted to say it once. I was wondering if this could happen!

Souhiko suddenly stood up and stuck his hand under his sleeve.

And when you take out something like a sphere, you put it on the table.

With short hands and feet it was a prototype Mad Eye that had not been machined into Agney.

The doctor who sees it opens his eyes wide.

of a simple structure with hands and feet on the circle. Besides, it looked familiar.

"No way! This was set up by our ship, Golem? The only trace I could examine was the array in complete form......!

Elsewhere the doctor whining in surprise, Tuhiko poses toward the numb Mad Eye.

And gave instructions out loud.

"First underwater gate open!

Reacting to Earthhiko's voice, Mad Eye poses as a salute to Bisili.

At the same time, the sound began to sound like a small earthquake.

Sergei tilts his neck at that sound, which is obviously heard from the outside.

The doctor was staring at the Mad Eye in such a way that it was not there.

"Captain?! Oh my god!!

A person's face suddenly appeared on part of the wall of the reception room and his voice sounded.

The person, who looks like he hastily hesitated, is apparently a crew member of the submarine.

"What's up?

"That's it! There's a rock in front of me! Pakah! Oh, no, look at this!

At the same time, the screen switches.

What was pictured was footage of the shoreline cracking in two.

What you see ahead is like a tunnel made of artificial smooth walls.

And it is a light that we take sequentially from before.

"What is this, awesome? Sounds like some kind of secret base."

Sergei whining as impressed.

You were surprised by this footage on the boulder, and the doctor is still solidified with a look interspersed with fright and surprise.

"This, live footage?

"Yes! Suddenly the shoreline in front of me opens...! What the hell is going on with this?!

Elsewhere the screaming crew, Sergei turned to Tuhiko.

Meanwhile, Tuhiko makes him snort with a grinning smile.

"As I said earlier, I am entrusted with your backup. Start by servicing and resting the ship. And let's pack up a story about a job that Master Red Sheath didn't tell you about. I also have a few suggestions for you."

Souhiko paired his hands with patchouli when he said it seemed to be fun-filled.

Sergei shrugged his shoulders lightly, comparing him to the doctor who was hardening next door and Sathiko with a pleasant smile on his face.