Fairy Tale Chronicles

"What, what?

On that day, an anomaly was taking place in the village of Jog, on the edge of the Waldis side of Walnat, a small nation between Waldis and Marcto.

"What's up, Chen?

"Hmm? Oh. I see something strange."

"Weird stuff?... Is it like that black stain?

"Oh. What do you think?

"Come on, you know what?

Farm roads connected to fields and streets, beyond. I saw something like a black stain in a place where I could see too much with human eyesight.

"What do we do? You want to report to the village chief?

"Don't you have to worry about it?

Creepy, but doesn't look harmful at this point. Not only would it be embarrassing if it were noisy and empty, but it would also interfere with farming.

This village of Jog is a small village inhabited by about fifty people from seven households. It is far off the main street, and the road connecting it to the village is wide enough for a carriage to pass, to the extent that hairs have grown on the agricultural road. There are some things that can be called specialties, so the pedestrians come hard, but that's also enough times a year with one hand. Other than that, only people come from outside once a year as much as tax collectors take out taxes.

Since it is such a village, at a time when it is time to start winter support, noise is caused by things that do not become a major problem, and if farming is delayed because of it, we face a crisis of freezing and starvation without joking.

"... hey, Chen"

"... what, gossack?

In an attempt to get back to work and start farming, Gotsak, who felt something like a fudge bug news, turns his gaze again to the earlier stain, discovers it and calls it to Chen.

"Was there anyone out there?

"... From what I've seen, I don't think I was there until just now..."

Shadows, I find something suspicious in that, one look at each other, and then again, Chen and Gosak stare at those who saw the shadows. Even though he said he had been looking away for only a few moments, now there were so many, shadows, that he couldn't go wrong.

"That's absolutely crazy, Gossac!

"Oh! Report to the village chief!!

Rarely, anomaly. So determined, Chen and Gosak rush to run to the village chief.

As I have said many times, the village of Jog is on the border, a village without such characteristics as this. All humans coming from outside look familiar, and that's not many times a year either. It takes more than a day on foot to reach the neighbouring village, so there is little to go there either. It is a truly small village, where no one else gets lost because it is off the main streets, and it is not uncommon for it not even to be properly on the detailed map that the country updates every year.

Many people come to a village like this, which is already an anomaly in itself.

"Hey, Chen. Guess what!?

"Don't ask me!

Chen and Gossak have never seen anyone else but pedestrians and tax collectors since birth. Even the chief of the village after fifty is a muscled countryside that has never exited the village since birth. There's no way they can perceive the intentions of suspicious people from elsewhere who are merely peasants.

Besides, it's perfectly convenient to be the ones who show up in such a way that even muscled countrymen who don't know the outside can find it abnormal.

I don't know, so I turn to the village chief for judgment. The normal course of action for them was, but it was already too late.

No, in the first place, when things happened, there was no hand that could hit the people in this village. Because of the periphery where no one seems to come, the peasants of Jog Village are much more capable of fighting than the peasants living in the countryside along the main streets, but they are nonetheless peasants. There is no way that only one hunter is continually fighting monsters, and every day a small village like the one that doesn't even properly organize vigilantes can cope with such anomalies.

"Oh, gosack!

"What, Chen!? Say, wow!!

Just at the same time as we reached the entrance to the settlement, something people-shaped appeared in front of them.

The base is human. Humans, no matter what you think. But on the contrary, all we know is that the base is human. He can be determined to be halfway human, but therefore he has no intention of expressing himself the other way around. Such anomalies creep from within the village.

"What the fuck, these guys!?

"You know what! I don't care what you think, we're getting away!!

"Running away where?!?

And so on, we both fall to the front at the same time, trying to escape in the opposite direction from the field we were about to head to earlier for now.

"What!?

"Ah, my leg!!

Chen and Gossak look at their feet without knowing what happened and notice that the bottom is disappearing clean from their knees. The aliens are just blurry and limp, and they didn't do anything. I didn't feel any pain or anything. Yet from their knees the bottom had completely disappeared.

No, it was gone, it wasn't. It is currently in progress and is collapsing slightly.

"What do you mean?!?

"So don't ask me!!

"Hey, what the fuck! Why not!!

"Did we just do something wrong!?

My body gradually collapses away. Blurry observation of the two people panicking and twitching in such fear while the aliens surround them.

More anomalies at some point. I realized that Chen, who was observing them in total confusion, should not be aware of any malice.

"Luli!? Could it be Luli!?

He takes a look at his daughter, who remains faint, and exclaims loudly. The anomaly called its name reacts for a moment, but it blurs again.

"It's a lie! Tell me it's a lie! Please tell me it's a lie!!

Chen breathes unexpectedly as he tries to slip into the confused gossack he was with next door.

Gossac's appearance had completely collapsed in front of him, creating a new alien.

"Oh, gossack......!?

Chen's consciousness interrupts there when he once again confirms Gossak's appearance in anticipation of the illusion of his eyes, trying to live up to the slightest hope.

Where Chen's body has completely collapsed, the deformities that were blurring all over the village disappear, and at the same time the building collapses, leaving only the slightest fence surrounding the settlement where there were traces of the village.

Thus the village of Jog, like the seventeen villages that disappeared on this day, and the six urban states, ended its history without even being recognized by anyone.

"Now, what is the situation of the festival?

During Waldis' glance. An ugly, fat man speaks out to all the humans on the spot from the top of the throne. The first person to react to that voice was an equally fat, bureaucratic man.

"At the moment it is thirteen villages, all successful. For the rest, the change is good."

"Why isn't it all over yet?

"Everything that is not over is simply populated places that are urban states or rural on a large scale for the sake of anonymity. If you have a large population, it will take a long time for everything to be processed."

"Hmm. That makes sense."

The man on the throne shows convincingly to the bureaucratic man's answer. Given what I'm trying to do, I'm not willing to reprimand you for being slow to get results for what a number of people would take, what a natural reason. Before that, I was just wondering why it wasn't all over because of the high number of cases in the first place, and the truth is that I'm not in such a hurry.

If we think about our purpose, it's not that much of a problem if all the extreme stories fail. Even if it takes time, if anxiety and fear persist in the meantime, that's success, and if you can give them negative emotions where they fail, that's fine.

Most importantly, it is natural that if it is to be successful, so it goes without saying that it was successful in the thirteenth village, which is a delightful result.

"With that said, there must have been an eaten doll, but what happened to that one?

"Ha. Apparently, we're lucky enough to arrive in Marcto, and we have intel that he's exiled straight to Farlane,"

"Right or right. It seems to be interesting again."

A little girl whose heart was broken too decent to survive in this country, once designated by the king as the second heir to the throne for play. I was seen the moment of replacement, no, after deliberately showing it, I dared to leave it unattended, but I no longer thought I would survive.

Basically a doll with no power whatsoever. It worked as a light, but had no further existential value. Such a little girl is struggling harder than she thought, and she's messing with the situation.

"Spread the survival information to the people who took charge of it. You're going to waste your bad footprints and make it more enjoyable."

"My pleasure."

"A silly breathing child in the inner circle, knowing nothing, would have a much more interesting reaction if he heard this story."

"I guess so. But there's nothing you can do about the doll that ran off to Farlane."

Imagine the ugliness that Prince Wang and the Third Prince would show, with the spiralling king and his belly. Sometimes the original aim is only to confuse them for a long time, and it is very welcome to see more elements of the situation fluidize.

Moreover, the prince Wang and the third prince, who are in a power dispute, are just fine incompetent with all of them. He's good at abusing power and squeezing it long from those below him, but the kind of ability to put the country together and develop it is a talent called negative through zero. The habit, both of which have military talent in vain, is a truly appreciated talent for those who are in the midst of the sight that the more they show that talent and repeat the inner circle, the more chaos becomes for both Waldis and the surrounding states.

"So I remembered, dumb breath, what is the situation with the child now?

"It seems like it's time to move from skirmishes to real bumps"

"Hmm. You seem to be very careful about switching me for real."

"Probably."

"It's also a gorgeous way of coloring the festival. Stir it up well and let it bloom big."

"My pleasure."

And whosoever is in the sight of the word of the man of the throne bows his head with humility. The expression was coloured with anticipation for the festival.

"Is this the only thing that survived..."

Mountain area along the border, about a hundred and fifty kilometers northwest of the king capital of Waldis, Jaan. So a bunch of tired people were coming in.

The number of people in that population is about thirty. What I'm wearing is hard enough to still recognize it as clothes, borough clothes that would have been superior in the past, and armor that has already stopped serving me. Nobody wears metal protective equipment or anything because it's unfavourable for a long escape.

They were the most radical of several factions that had Reefa as their flag.

"We had more than 10,000 troops for a while, now this body..."

"I don't have a choice. Well, I didn't think they'd move monsters that far as soldiers."

"But thanks to you, we can no longer resume. The fact that there are surviving humans is in itself a miracle area. I feel sorry for us for seeing the situation so far..."

A man of leadership throws up in a nagging, disappearing voice. Over 10,000 troops, only thirty. Nor was it the result of scattering and fleeing, but was eaten and scattered in front of them during the retreat.

The one hundred and fifty kilometers they fled is the distance earned by the bodies of the soldiers who were eaten. Three thousand were eaten in the first battle and morale collapsed, but they could not escape to the scatter because they were set up to surround them, and for a few days they continued to flee northwest to be guided. In those few days, five hundred people, a thousand people, were eaten away in every raid, and they were finally hunted down so far.

Irresistible, on the contrary, I'm even suspicious if these thirty can survive and fall. Not so long ago they were exhausted.

"Food, two more days to cut, something like that."

"If you have to, you should eat this old man. Honestly, it's time for my legs to move properly."

"Can you do that?!

"But Noon probably can't cross the mountain. All we can do is feed them and stop them or satisfy your Lord's hunger."

"Don't be silly!!

A man of leadership is eaten by an old general who tells him of his strict awareness of the current situation. I understand without being told that there is no health left over from this old general beyond the steep mountain. But if you admit it and follow the words of the old general, you lose even your last pride and conscience as a person.

Isn't that exactly the same as Waldis is now trekking to? The thought makes a leader man a pain in the ass.

"Someone has to tell the outside what they saw here alive. To do that, don't you need to be ready enough to eat your people's bodies?

"If it's to live and declare the sins of those monsters, then sip with joy that it would be muddy water! Maggots or shit, but I'll eat as much as I can if I can live with it! But no! If you talk about your people's bodies, we'll be just like them!

A young leader who shows the old general rebelling from the bottom of his heart. To that appearance, the old general shook his neck to the left and right with the look of giving up somewhere.

"If it was enough to nourish them, the Lord would have thanked them many times to survive..."

"There's no way I can!!

"Oh. I can't do that anymore, no matter how hard I try, General..."

A young man on watch tells the barking leader in a frightened, trembling, dry voice, in tune. With that voice and content, we know that we have been driven to the worst.

"Are you here yet?

"Oh. I'm here already"

The most eye-catching youth of them all. In the direction he pointed, I saw a small shadow.

"You just don't have time to run..."

"In the end, we let 10,000 lives go to waste, are we their bait too..."

At the end of the day, my heart was completely broken, but at least with resistance. Men holding weapons that used to be a specialty. As if to laugh at their smug resistance like that, the shadows that only seemed small dots rapidly approached, sipping the old general's neck

"Let it!!

They try to stop me from eating.

"Yarba!?

"The General still needs you alive."

"What to say!?

"No, I can't move anymore..."

A young man called Yarba, while disputing the old general with a powerless voice, strikes in the last blow that he can take so that he can fall in on that monster that makes him look hard to name except for being human. The obsession is fulfilled, or the monster pierced through the heart stops moving, making a murmur and collapsing.

"Actually, the wounds I suffered from the raid three days ago haven't healed... I was already at my limit..."

In diminishing consciousness, Yarba tells that with a voice that is about to disappear, bathing in the flesh of a monster and raising smoke from all over her body. At this point the senses of the whole body are already dead and we do not even know that our own bodies have been baked and dissolved with the dead meat of the monster.

Unfortunately, however, the sheltered old general could not afford to hear the words of Yarba now.

Because now it was time for a new monster to hit the old general, just to eat and scatter that old body.

"Gu!!

I desperately paid for the sword I had in my hand to the side, and the old general bounced off the monster and nodded the spot. But there's not enough power left in that body to deal with the sad monster that's already beyond its limits to say it's better than Yarba.

To make Yarba's death a little more meaningful, the old general who is insane and evil in death. A monster that strikes a devastating blow that I don't think was rolled out of a physique very different from a person's, as if to grin at such an old general's resistance. The sword held by the old general is broken when it is barely recirculated.

"Ever..."

His heart was broken at the same time as his sword, and the old general finally gave up his resistance. A monster trying to jump on the old general again just because he finally put it on the bait.

Next time the old general's neck was about to be eaten away, the body of the monster was burned out with white flames at the same time as the sun's rays were completely blocked, leaving no fragments behind and extinguished.

"Don't do anything bloody for me at a man's garden."

A being who would have done it says it in a docile voice in a really grumpy way. To its force, all humans and monsters stop moving. Ahead of their gaze was a creature also known in fantasy as synonymous with a mighty race, with an extremely large body and overwhelming magic.

"Duh, dragon!?

Are you complaining about being my dragon?

"Yes, no. However, it is surprising that the dragon helped us..."

"I did not help you. The annoying rotten people there just don't care about getting our garden dirty. If I were to kill you, I'd kill you all together, but if I kill you, I'll be more upset and bothered by the end. I'm gonna miss you, so disappear wherever you go. '

That's what I say to a man who looks grumpy and leaderly, a dragon that wraps up monsters and burns them down with braces. Its advanced control ability, which is overwhelming firepower but does not affect anything other than the goal, tells the story that the dragon in front of you is not as tiny as the Greater Dragon is.

No. At the time we're talking to people in the first place, this dragon can't be the same as a monster treated Greater Dragon.

First, the Greater Dragon is about thirty meters long at best. No matter how small this dragon is, there are fifty meters. Whatever you think, it can't be a parallel dragon or something.

"At our convenience, I am truly sorry for bringing rotten monsters into your realm..."

"Hmm. Wouldn't Waldis' rotten people be pulling threads in the back anyway? Then it's just early or late. Nor am I going to be so narrow-minded as to complain to those who have just fled according to their survival instincts'.

"A generous word, thank you"

'You don't need to thank me. Sort of.'

The radical remnants of the party, intimidated by dragons and walking away with their fluttering feet with their faces blue. We replenish the water at the water field that was ahead of us, collect slightly more food on the road than we need to, and start going down the road over the mountains.

"Not at all, it's a hassle"

Having confirmed that with signs, the dragon jumps around slightly away from its own territory, burning the monster from one end to the other.

The army of monsters who had persisted in pursuing only thirty men would be wiped out by this dragon.

"Mr. Angelica, confirm. Yeah?

"What!?

"How long has the respite been going on?

Angelica stares at the macro asking with a serious look. I flew all the way here with a metastasis. There is no reason for respite.

"Probation, etc!!

"I know I'm going to be stuck with my feathers because I'm in such a hurry to fly. It's just, can't you make half an hour or so?

"... I don't intend to have such a soft junction as this in about thirty minutes, but why?

"As you can see, load the ship. If you have half an hour to get to Carbuncle's habitat, you can get there at your leisure, and when you think about it later, once you get to Carbuncle, you record the points, and then you go that way, the rendezvous will go smoothly."

"Such a long time!!

"There's another benefit to this idea. I can hear you on the move, so I don't have a lot of L.A. There's no way you can afford a carbuncle just because you're stuffed with wings."

Angelica gets stuck in words when she's told about the phantom beast scene. Even the village to which Angelica turned was telling stories of phantom beasts going crazy. Based on that, I can imagine that I can't even afford a phantom beast relationship.

"Either way, I'm not going to deal with it without asking about the details, so flying right away won't make much difference. Rather, it's a waste of time to push and ask questions here"

"... right. Sorry about the others, but let's give them some time."

"Come on, hurry up and move. The investigation team just boarded the ship."

The investigation team rushes aboard the ship when it sees that the stories of Hiroshi and Angelica have come together. I just saw that, and the Horn and Angelica get on the boat too.

All aboard, the ship slowly floats in the sky.

"So, what do you call a situation?

Where the ship has embarked on a route, Hiroshi urges Angelica to explain. Angelica, prompted by a macro to explain and calmer and calmer than earlier, speaks of what happened.

"I don't know exactly what it is either. The only thing I know is when a monster I've never seen outside the village would have twisted when I felt a strange force field develop and tied the line. Difficult as it may be, it was annihilated by all means, but whatever you do, you must come back to life soon. Honestly, I want to hear more about what happened..."

"Did they take offensive action?

"No. I was just blurry and blurry to the juncture. It's a strange way to put it, but it's no exaggeration to say that none of the harm they do to you is beyond suspicion that you are sane. But it was still creepy."

"... I don't know how to say it."

Hear Angelica's explanation, and Macro divulges his honest thoughts. Just to be clear, what was explained is not enough for Angelica to eat bubbles and come and get a macro.

Perhaps that's all there was to it, letting Angelica act that far. But it's not clear what it is that we don't see the scene.

"Villagers, are you going outside?

"No. As soon as I put up the line, I searched for the last one and left him inside the church with the food. I have ties to the Church too, so I'm probably not sure something will happen that easily, but I can't say enough."

"I see. Then should we leave backup personnel outside..."

While we are in the process of meeting with others, we arrive at the village of Susha, which is closest to the herd of Carbuncle. Around it didn't take long enough to arrive, there seemed to be a lot of rush on the part of Macro.

"In the meantime, we've come to a destination, we've split up and acted. From what I've heard, Makoto probably doesn't seem to have much to do when he goes over there, so stay here with Mio and unload the load, go ahead with the meeting, interview him, select the base campsite, etc. And Alchem."

"Copy that. What about the Simple Transition Team?

"Just in case, install one crack in the right place. In any case, you might want to come over here. The work can be done by Mio, so please set up a location with the people in the investigation team."

"OK, leave it to me."

"Mm, good luck"

"Okay. Be careful."

At the direction of Hiroshi, Zhenqin, Mio and Alchem go to speak to the investigation team. I just dropped that off, and I turn my gaze toward Angelica.

"Oh, please."

"Oh."

One nod to the Hongdas and Angelica activates the metastatic magic.

A major incident involving the world. Its beginnings for Higashi were out-of-the-box plain.