The God has moved to another world.

of "Reviewed Land," far above.

One dragon was flying at a high altitude that also thinned the air.

The Enchanted Dragon, the one guardian who protects the "Reviewed Land".

He came all the way here to watch the Agneys, of course.

With all this distance apart, it would be difficult to see the details on the ground in a lined organism.

But the Enchanted Dragon is a species made by God, far from normal organisms.

Even so far away, it is possible to see the Agnies on the ground with the naked eye.

Confirming the Agnies carrying their luggage under their eyes, the Enchanted Dragon developed several procedures in their heads.

A communication technique for connecting to a Mad Eye network.

Due to the distance, a special feature was added to reach the distance, which was made by Tuhiko for the Enchanted Dragon on the way out.

"Lord Tuhiko, do you have a voice?

"Yes, yes, it's sensitive."

It was undoubtedly the voice of Sathiko who returned immediately.

Given the timing, there seems to be little like a time difference.

That would mean a high degree of completion of the procedure.

It was only complicated for that matter, but the performance is a great word.

By the way, if you were a normal person, this technique was not something you could very well remember.

It's like tapping a cipher into your head for two books. Can you tell?

Normally, it is transcribed into some kind of tool and used at a level.

But the enchanted dragon remembered it with ease.

Teruhiko made it is amazing, but the enchanted dragon that you can remember it from is also probably.

"I checked with Agney and the others. Everyone seems to be doing well. Do you share footage?

There was a circular magic formation floating in front of the enchanted dragon, around where there would be a lens if I wore glasses.

Shaped with blue and white light, it is meant to make the Mad Eye Network share what the Enchanted Dragon sees.

The footage was like a satellite camera when it came to Earth.

"Yes, it looks good. Hey, it still helps a lot to have footage from the sky. It would be a lot more helpful to place the Mad Eyes."

"It seems to be working for you, by what? But it looks like Agney and the others are singing some sort of song from earlier. You can't pick up sounds from here on a boulder."

It was an enchanted dragon that was able to confirm how pleasantly it was moving its mouth, but it could not be heard until the sound.

No matter how many enchanted dragons you have, it seems difficult to confirm the sound even if you are so far apart.

"Oh, then let's decide to send the audio from the Mad Eye positioned around to Lord Enchanted Dragon. Please wait while we share."

While I was finishing or not finishing, the enchanted dragon sensed some information coming in from the Madeye network.

Allow sharing and let it go through the procedure unfolding in your head, and you'll hear the vigorous voices of Agney and the others in your left and right ears.

Apparently the sound quality is pretty good too, as if it's an intensity you're actually listening to nearby.

"Oh, this is pretty good. Ishiko Takuishi."

"Ha-ha-ha! It's an honor to keep it as a compliment. I analyzed the information from several Mad Eyes, let me know if it seems uncomfortable. I'll make it a future improvement issue."

"I see. You don't seem to have a first problem. If you notice anything while you're using it, decide to remember it."

"It helps. Mad Eye Network is still incomplete."

A voice that bounced, like a smiling face, echoed in the ears of the enchanted dragon.

Agney and the others can often be heard while they are in conversation with Tuhiko.

The enchanted dragon laughed with pleasure, although he was slightly frightened that it was still going to improve.

"Now let me give it a good try so I can help you at all. Before that, it's a job."

"Right. First, make sure you deliver your company safely."

"Right."

As such, the enchanted dragon nodded loudly.

I know I don't see it, but it's like a ritual to change my mind.

From now on, Agney and the others will meet the red sheath and watch until they return to the settlement.

When the Enchanted Dragon put much effort into his belly, he turned his gaze once again to the ground and to the Agnies.

In the corner of Tuhiko's underground dock, the faces of the Galtic mercenary regiment looked to the monitor with a serious face.

The number of monitors lined up in front of it is slightly over 50, large or small.

Of course it shows Agney and the others.

"Don't look so childish."

"Good visual for all the elves. Don't even be enslaved."

"You've never perished before."

It would still be their professional pattern that the direction they admire is quite noisy.

Next to it, Tuhiko was giving instructions to the Mad Eye Network at all costs.

He looks serious sometime, and his usual smile disappears.

For Tuhiko, the dedication of Agney and the others to the red sheath was his first major task.

It's the most important thing, just in case you don't get in the way or get in the way.

Standing beside Tuhiko like that was a doctor with a serious face as well.

He arms himself with some difficult face and roars deeply troubled.

You worried about the boulder, Earthhiko snapped his neck with a strange face.

"What's wrong with you?

The doctor, voiced by Tuhiko, turns to surprise.

Apparently he was unconscious and voiced, his butt shrugging his shoulders badly.

"No. You're a brilliant bunch of kids, I thought. My preference is that..."

That said, the doctor looks back behind

Pointing to the barrel I had left away, I narrowed my eyes and made a smile.

"Would you like him?"

The man, Martina's master, with a barrel pointing to his fingers, a black horn twisted to his white hair, turned his face to the doctor and Earthhiko in a slow motion, whether he noticed his gaze.

Then slowly sink into the barrel and attach the lid that was in your hand to the barrel.

I guess I didn't hear a voice because it was somewhat distant, so I probably felt something unexpected and hidden.

He is a good man.

Seeing that, the doctor narrowed his eyes more and more, lifting the edge of his mouth and laughing.

Tuhiko compares the two and nods as if he was convinced of something.

Sathiko, who is planted with various knowledge from the tree spirits, naturally also had such knowledge.

I see, is this the real BL?

Such a strange emotion was born in Tuhiko.

"Oh, no, no. It's more defense than that."

In the meantime, while Tohiko decided to listen carefully to the doctor when this matter was over, he began giving new instructions to the Mad Eye Network in his reading.

Surrounding the "Reviewed Land," the "Forest of Sinners".

That place, which usually keeps quiet, was surrounded by panic as if it had even begun in war.

It is a bunch of Mad Trolls that are positioned at equal intervals in critical positions in the woods and weapons in the direction of the meadows, wondering if there will be 5m.

Probably positioned to compensate for each range distance.

Each with a long-range gate facing out was like a shooter targeting a prey.

Though hidden in the woods once, Mad Troll looks a little too big to be completely disputed by them.

Even if you stay away from it to some extent, if you stare closely, you will soon know that something huge is lurking.

Eltovael, who is in a great hurry to return to "the land under review," also looked at a group of madtrolls in a battle posture from a fairly remote position and was funnyly upside down.

"Ooh! Ooh! What are you thinking, Mr. Tuhiko!?

That's good, but I had an approximate prediction.

Protect Agney and the others on their way to deliver their offerings to the Red Sheath.

I guess Tuhiko thinks it's her first big job.

Whatever happens, it's definitely supposed to protect Agney and the others.

That's what we're going to protect, even if our country sends troops.

Rather, Eltovael knew very well that he was arming himself with that intention.

Sohiko asked me somehow to provide military information on the surrounding countries.

I didn't know you were going to confront me if I thought it was a simple intellectual interest.

When the Mad Eye Network was deployed extensively, both Eltovael and de liver were removed.

In the first place, the Guardian has a single, powerful power.

There is no such thing as the need to build and deploy weapons like normal organisms.

Of course I made it, for quite a reason.

Where there were some powerful individuals, it was difficult to protect the entire land.

If the opponent pushes me in numbers, I'll be really late.

In that regard, if we have the means to defend ourselves in numbers like the Mad Eye Network, that problem will also be solved.

It was also understandable to Eltovael why Tuhiko, a Guardian entrusted with the protection of the land, wanted such means.

I understand.

"Why are you exaggerating so much just to keep an eye on you!

What the hell does Tuhiko intend to fight?

Eltovael moved his wings big, trying to rush at all.

Because if I didn't hurry, I felt like I was going to take some extraordinary care of it.

In fact, the Stenglaire coverts, already deployed to encircle the "Reviewed Land," run around with faces like the end of the world.

They should be thinking that the Mad Eye Network would have been made by the Guardian, so they may have decided that they may have touched some anger.

Incidentally, Ertvael may also be looking up that Stenglaire has such information or is making such a decision.

I don't feel like I need to go over most of the information right away.

It was such an eltovael.

"Anyway, I need to stop and tell you because I'm exaggerating! Because when this happens to her, she loses her sight!

Especially when the red sheath or Mizuhiko are involved, I feel the color of my eyes change.

It would be nice to be kind within you, but isn't there a limit?

"I guess it's because Mizuhiko and her siblings. There's something a little researchy crazy about it, but I'd like to believe it's decent."

Whimpering with a bitter face, Eltovael hurries ahead.

By the way, the kind person who pokes at me like, "You're an intelligence freak," unfortunately, wasn't around.

Over the "Forest of Sinners," Eltovael entered the sky over the "Reviewed Land", which is now dominated by wasteland.

The first ones to pop into my eyes are the top spirits who seem to be busy flying around.

Eltovael, who approached him wondering what was going on, lumped back.

Because the spirits of various attributes were flying around the sky in a state of collision as if to even begin in air warfare.

"Oh, Master Eltovael. As instructed, everyone, about placement."

One of the spirits who noticed Eltovael's called out as he tried to kneel in the air.

From that word, I know that the spirits are under someone's direction.

Ten, eighty-nine, it would be Tuhiko.

Eltovael looked to the Spirit with half tears as he grabbed his chest and managed to calm down.

"Ahhh! Oh, my God! What the hell are you fighting for? Watch harder, even if you do!

"Ha, ha. However, Tohiko told me to be able to fight at any time..."

That being the case, the Spirit drew the weapon in his hand to his body.

Incidentally, this Spirit is the superior Spirit of Light, of the kind known as the War Maiden.

The spear in your hand is a legendary weapon that is sung as wearing a dragon if you can be given it.

Superior spirits often make their own weapons to fight, and occasionally give them to humans.

Its power is just as epic as it sounds in stories and legends.

It is noisier than some kind of battlefield for a superior spirit with such a noisy thing to wander around and fly over.

"Fine! Half the number, no, a quarter is fine! Tell them to be adults on floating islands for the rest!

"Yes!

"Immediately! Hurry up!

Eltovael slapped his hands on the bread and rushed the top spirits of light.

As pushed by it, the superior Spirit of Light flies in great haste.

Seeing such a hindsight, Eltovael sighed like tired.

"Not at all......! I knew I'd have to talk to Mr. Tuhiko later."

Eltovael squeaks blurry as he holds his fingers between his eyebrows.

It would be a "sermon" by the name of "story," but, well, there would be no choice.

Ertvael shook his head wide and changed his mind, striking his wings again and starting to fly.

Aim is the center of the land.

At the red sheath.

"Something was so upsetting. I wonder if you're all right."

He had a bad feeling about it, and his expression was cloudy.

When I say this lately, don't just hit me oddly.

I think so, it was Eltovael.

"What should I do, prepare something sweet or something! In the meantime, I have an East O banana brought to me by Mr. Amvalence! Oh, there was some tea or something!

Walking around completely wandering and meaningless is, of course, the red sheath.

Watching as the tree spirits shudder and amuse themselves.

It is this sight that awaited Eltovael, who finally reached the Red Sheath.

"It's been a long time since they stopped having festivals and stuff in the village! It's been a really long time since I've been given anything! Oh, something, a duvet, no, uh, a costume or something!

"Haha!

"Master Red Sheath, hang on! I like potato chips and orange juice!

"Me, I like coke!

In the words of the tree spirits who seem to enjoy themselves, the red sheath becomes a stiff expression.

And I pounded my hand like that.

"Then it was definitely in the color box with the door that Mr. Amvalence left behind! It's a bit of an ex-post acceptance, but let's borrow it! It's an emergency!

The red sheath runs to the color box in a hurry, flailing his hands and feet.

The color box is at the root of the Spirit Tree.

Because it cools the inside with its force, it is in a natural refrigerator state.

Surprisingly wasteful of spiritual trees.

Well, the book tree of the day is convinced, so I guess that's fine.

Eltovael puts a glimpse of the Spirit of the Mediator standing left and right to pinch himself, with his head in a severe headache.

"... is this what you do all the time?

"Yes, since I heard Agney was leaving today"

"It's always been like this."

The Spirit of the mediator of the appearance of the boy and the girl says so in a synchronized manner.

These two pillar spirits, who looked just like each other, were breathtaking as unusually as twins.

Words and thoughts are partly synchronized, perhaps due to their mutual properties of interfering with the plants around them.

Growing up together right around the corner is of course considered one of the causes.

Because of its nature, these two pillars were like a compiler of other tree spirits.

Thanks to you, this is how Eltovael and I often get our heads upset together.

"Oh! What shall we do! There's only two cokes! Is that enough? Mr. Eltovael, what shall we do with this! There was a convenience store around here!

"Um, Master Red Sheath, just calm down"

"Yeah?! So, but Coke, oh, well, there was orange juice, hey!

Once again he stuck his head inside the color box and looked at the red sheath that began to clamp his interior, and Eltovael and the Spirit of the Mediator exhaled deeply, deeply.