Fairy Tale Chronicles

"Hey, Tatsuya. Do you have a minute?

"Me?

"Yeah."

Create a stage for spring vegetables to sing. In the middle of that task, Suddenly Spring Vegetables speaks to Tatsuya.

"What am I supposed to do?

"I don't know if it's going to work, but I need you to put a stasis field in the space where Master Zanafel is."

"... oh, I see. You want me to slow down the perversion?

"Yeah."

Immediately detect what Spring Vegetable is trying to say, and immediately complete the installation of the speaker that was about to be done, and the object activates the trial and stasis field, Tatsuya.

"... sounds impossible. I was resisted at a level I couldn't help."

"Can't you just..."

"Well, how much equipment did you amplify?"

Tatsuya shrugs her shoulders and says to the spring vegetables that make her feel sorry for herself. Truth is, this is the only place in the heart where the relief for not reaching God was greater than the ineffective repentance.

"I can't help but think about something else."

"Ooh."

Spring vegetables that give up the means of using Stacisfield to buy time and check the entire hall again. I can see the function of the pyramid itself, or the tremendous momentum and spiritual energy circulating through Xanaphel and the shards of the Evil God, purified and drained outside. As a result, the center of the hall where Xanafer sits has the highest density of energy.

"... a junctor for amplified junctions, if you keep it there and there, will the sound sound sound good too?

How the sound sounds due to the shape of the hall and the flow of energy. Based on both sides, Spring Vegetables will be positioning the junctions considering the position of the stage that Hongda is working so hard to make right now. I'm many times better at macros if I'm simply going to build a strong bond, but this time the goal is to make the song sound at maximum efficiency.

Considering even acoustics, it is just the single-stage venue for spring vegetables.

"Later..."

Spring vegetables that place the junctions where necessary and look to the stage currently being assembled. A splendid stage was being completed there at some point when Hiroshi was working with True Qin and Mio.

A big stage, like an outdoor event, that's also a concert at the dome, etc., to use for something pretty massive. The giant speakers, large monitors and various lighting devices placed on the stage, all of which were probably objects that had been stored dead while stuck in the tool tabs of the warehouse.

Is it true that the only place we are today is to seal God? It is about the size of a common ballpark. Thinking of it as a concert venue, it would have a medium capacity. Given its breadth, it is not the wrong decision that Macro made a massive special stage.

But the truth is, in the sense of spring vegetables, the stage is merely an altar substitute. To be honest, I don't particularly need the scale to this point. Large monitors don't turn up, and they don't sing songs like the lighting needs to sparkle too much, more than just the Xanaphel and Evil God shards that make them listen.

"Mm-hmm. Honestly, the stage was enough for Micah boxes and crates..."

"If it's a concert venue, it's usually like this, right?

"Maybe it tends to be an image of saying that because of the number of mobilizations and the ease of contact with the eyes, but it's not that massive so far,"

Explain how spring vegetables actually are, smiling bitterly at the perception of a macro. Common outdoor stages are often part of various events, and it is normal that the scale is less than half of what the macro is making. Naturally, most outdoor concerts do not have monitors or anything on the stage, and given the placement and choreography of the equipment, they are only large enough to take only about twenty people to the stage, where it is good from ten.

The creation of a venue imagined by spring vegetables is at that level, if you will say so, on a scale like a cultural festival or a concert held in a small public and private hall. Even if I'm wrong, I don't want a stage where such a mobilizable audience is likely to rise to 10,000 units. Rather, it was often a small town hall event, there was nothing I could do on stage to set the right box, and I had no problem doing it in any way at all.

But unfortunately, it is True Harp and Mio who are doing the work in the Hoang who are taking command. All the races I've never been to concerts such as singers or idols without thinking about it, and if I'm bad at it, it's possible that I've never even attended a cultural festival or a scholarly festival. Inevitably, we will create venues for TV, cartoons, cartoons, games, etc., and I think we need this size.

It's certainly too much given the number and content of people to make you listen to, but it's also too extreme what Spring Vegetables call Micah boxes and crates. It's going to be a festival for once, so it's not a good idea to sing a song with a Micah box as a stepping stone instead of a stage, no matter how much. Before that, it's just a recital for a concert where kids play, but the place to use it instead of the stage would be a little better.

Even though it's a specialty, what the hell does this unfortunate thing about spring vegetables mean? What's most unfortunate is that he doesn't think he can do anything wrong with it.

"... well, I've already made it this far, and I'll keep using it"

Seeing the stage again, which has taken far more than expected, spring vegetables make that decision. There is nothing particularly troubling about the increase in size. Simply because the movement of spring vegetables and the singing songs become plain compared to the size of the stage.

"Costumes later, but I can't help all this, so I'll just take off my armor and sing with my usual spiritual yarn clothes"

"Exactly, I can't even tailor it right now..."

"Yeah. So with these clothes. This garment has no problems with character or design. However, maybe Bottom should mess around a bit"

Take off your armor quickly, shaping your hair all the way, and have a meeting like that with Macho. The spiritual yarn clothing usually worn under the armor is a so-called very ordinary white blouse. The bottoms vary depending on the mood and destination of the day, whether they are overknee socks or long trousers on hot pants, but there is some difference between short or long sleeves on the top, which is basically a consistently white blouse.

And now the bottom is an overknee sock in the hot pants. It just feels a little too shattered to do something divine.

"I don't know. Look, do you want to roll the extra cloth properly and make it look like it? There's a guy who dyed a lot at the request of Mr. Makoto and Mio, but he tends to make clothes, and he's pretty much left over."

"Right. I'll just take a look and think about it."

Taking the suggestion of the macro, compare some prepared spiritual cloths and choose a few that look good appropriately and wrap them around like toga. When I say it's a suitably cut cloth for use, it looks like a fine costume to do the divine work normally, even at first glance, no, whether it's a correction due to the look and feel of spring vegetables or a fashion sensual move.

"The makeup..., should I keep it this time? Well, here we go."

Copy that.

Spring vegetables that make their own in practice and wear a few pieces of accessories that were still in cadavers to make them look even more like sacrificial costumes and take them to the stage. I should even finish my makeup for the sacrifice, but I feel like I should stay put and dare to come to the ritual in spin.

The stage where musicians around idols, pops and rocks sing and the costumes and atmosphere of spring vegetables nowadays are clearly mismatched. Even at the same concert venue, at least a brass band or a classic would not have been this far, but based on the trend of previous Spring Vegetable songs with only designation as a concert venue, there would also be no choice for Higashi to create this type of venue.

Besides, Spring Vegetables said that the stage itself could be a Micah box, so this stage was much better than that. It's extremely mismatched, but at least in terms of majesty, it keeps you decent enough.

"Now this Fujido Spring Vegetable will sing a song dedicated to the underworld god Zanafel"

Spring vegetables stretching their spine and walking loosely to the center of the stage, gracefully and rigorously after stating their mouths. Although it is a spring vegetable with a good attitude from day to day, this time I can see that I pay more attention to posture than usual.

Before a spring vegetable in such ritual mode emits its first sound, an instrument placed on stage by the Macho for the reason that it may be used, begins to play on its own, even though no one has touched it.

The moment Spring Vegetables started singing to that performance, the world changed.

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Falsification using subtly unfortunate interactions and exchanges until then, blowing up in an instant all the elements that lead to the intrigue, such as mismatches with the stage, repainting the world in the eyes of the human being who is on the spot only with his voice.

I accidentally leaked my exclamation, but I didn't realize it didn't make any noise, just three people, Tatsuya, Makoto and Mio, who even listen to the song.

Songs I Never Heard, Lyrics I Never Heard. At least I can assure you that Spring Vegetables has never sung in front of Tatsuya and the others. Given that the lyrics are Farlane, and that's also an old word like Angelica and Hendrick use, it's definitely not Earth's song.

If you do it badly, it may be a song that Spring Vegetables himself has never sung. Even if I had sung it, I would definitely have had little practice time.

Spring vegetables sang such a song so perfectly on this grand stage that there was no more.

"... That's right"

In the meantime, Macho, who was just observing the situation without being drunk by a single song, whines like he was impressed in a different way than the other members. Its gaze was not on the glossy or repainted world of spring vegetables, it was just directed straight at Zanafel.

Whenever spring vegetables produce a single audio, Xanafel's appearance stabilizes and the power of the evil gods weakens. Fragments of the Evil God were expelled from every single phrase, and by the end of the first part, shards of the Evil God and Xanaphel, which should have been almost mixed together, were so clearly separated that they could see and tell.

Regardless, it's not like I'm not impressed with the beauty of the Spring Vegetable song. The song is purely enjoyable with the song. It's just that even though it's a shard, it was hunted down before Xanaphel swallowed it. They were observing Xanaphel and the Evil God without just immersing themselves into the world of singing.

An old song continues to be offered to the Underworld God as it is, increasing the power of Xanaphel and detaching the shards of the Evil God. Beyond the critical point, the moment the last contact between Xanaphel and the Evil God was plumped off, the macro moved.

"Let us imitate the innocent."

A shard of the Evil God who tries to jump to the stage in agony and can be sewn to the ground with an axe on a macro. Desperate but irresistible, it becomes completely fixed to the floor.

Even to take in the macro, the evil god whose existence was shredded by the song of spring vegetables does not have that much power, and the collapse proceeds only after being pushed and slightly touched by the conflicting attributes of creation.

When the Macro notices the change, all things are tried and done, he tramples upon the shards of the Evil God so as not to make a sound. By the end of the spring vegetable song, the shards of evil gods trampled on by the macro had completely disappeared.

"Great job, Spring Vegetable."

Where the song's aftertaste has disappeared, the macro speaks as he claps his full strength to bring everyone back to reality. With its sound and voice, Tatsuya and the others spare no applause for spring vegetables.

Honestly, the spring vegetables when I was singing had a more godly atmosphere than the hong, etc., but no one dares say it on this occasion.

"Thank you. So, what about the Evil God shard and Master Zanafel?

"The shards of the Evil God have vanished. I was cut off from Master Zanafel, and he tried to hit us with a bad scratch, so I stepped on him and jammed him, and he collapsed on his own and disappeared. Dear Zanafel, how are you doing so far?"

Hear the explanation of the macro, and turn your gaze toward Zanafer. At the end of his gaze was the figure of Xanafel, who was considerably more stable than earlier and whose disastrousness had completely disappeared.

Zanafel today took on the appearance of a young man, as he can think of in words like the Dark King or something like that. However, because I spent three thousand years surrounded by evil gods, the figure is not yet fully stable. I don't get to be strangely feminine from time to time, old people, or totally feminine when it's terrible.

Still, it's a lot better than before the song, at least for what fits within what you call an underworld god.

'... what happened to me...?

Young and old, strange voices, like multiple voices mixed together, echo in the heads of Hongda. Apparently, he's rebuilt himself to the point where he can finally talk. The voice is still unstable, too, and I can see very well how much Xanaphel was in a state of overhang just for one thing.

"To what extent do you remember what happened?

"I remember being in conflict with that abominable evil god and not being able to keep myself. As it was, he could have killed all my protectors with my hands, and he fled to the land with the help of his beloved witch... '

Answering the spring vegetable question, Xanafer changes her complexion where she has spoken so much.

"How long has it been since then?

"About three thousand years, so be it. For more information, ask Master Igleos in the nearby temple"

"Three thousand years, or... Then my witch is no longer alive. Are the people of the earth alive?

"We're down to about a hundred people left, but the people of that time are still alive."

"Right......"

Xanafer is explained the current situation to Spring Vegetables and speaks out like she felt something. Zanafer opens her mouth again after a long silence, when she realizes something terrible.

"For three thousand years, will not the blood of my witch be cut off? My witch, like Alfemina, does not inherit its qualities unless it is certain blood muscles... '

"It's okay. There's one person who can be a witch, one who can't be a witch, but who can connect qualities to the next generation."

"What..., so...?

"After Master Zanafel fell asleep, the last witch turned to the founding king of Farlane, the hero of the previous Evil War, for help, risking her life to connect the next generation. For a long time afterwards, the bloodmuscle connected its life as Dar's leading family, keeping its qualities asleep, and now in its present generation, it revived its qualities in the two women. One of us has converted its qualities for Elsa, who has lost her witch as well, but the other is in a state where she can become one of Zanafel's witches."

'Right. Until the end, my witch fulfilled her duties as a witch...'

Spring vegetables explain to Zanafel the information obtained in the forbidden library about Primla and Judith, their lineage. Xanaphel nods one with a relieved and sad look on his face when he hears that.

"In the third millennium, even in a seal where there will be no deterioration or corruption, will there not be one carcass left? No, it became the seal of my evil god as a human pillar, but it would be. Only the signs are faintly left, it's more lonely than there's no trace of one... '

Perhaps during the long seal, the soul would have abraded, and the wreckage itself would have been taken in by Xanaphel and the shards of the Evil God. Until Honda stepped in, he continued to support the sealing and purification ceremony, so signs remained, but those who did not know him could not know the signs of existence, including signs.

Higashi cannot find words to speak against Xanaphel, who crushes the matter with loneliness, and is silent.

'... at any rate, this precariousness addition and subtraction would have left us unable to revive after decades. Goddess, thank God. Thank you.'

"Goddess, is it?

'Hmm.... I see. Unlike your God of Creation, are there yet? But you want it?

"... maybe so"

"No consciousness, huh? But you seem to be somewhat prepared. If so, sooner or later the time of choice will come '

Xanafer tells Spring Vegetables with some enlightenment and a meaningful gaze at the Macro in a question with Spring Vegetables. Spring vegetables that understand the meaning of their gaze, dye their cheeks just a little, but do not break the look of Rin and nod small.

"I pray that the time of choice to come is moderate. I'm sorry, but I can't even stabilize myself yet, so I can't thank you for anything but words right now. Sooner or later, I'll return the favor, so I need you to wait a little longer."

"There's no reason why I wanted to thank you, so first of all, just think about getting Zanafel back to work. As for the witch's blood, I'll bring her back for a while."

'Um, please.... apparently, something has come to tell me more about it. If there's anything else I want you to do, I want you to give it priority. I was just following you, and I'm not going to go any further.'

"Here, sweet for your words..."

Honda sweetens to Xanaphel's words and enters the work for withdrawal. To be honest, when it comes to all kinds of unstable Xanaphel, it's like I don't know what to do.

Daljan appears in the hall as soon as Honda begins the withdrawal work.

"Apparently, the worst is spared."

"My hair feels close to mine."

"What. If your Lord has resurrected you, that's all you need. How can it be a stage device, if the corner of the five gods involved in the backbone of the world is completely destroyed, even where evil gods have been withdrawn, there will be a serious obstacle to the maintenance of this world"

My surrogate is Alfemina?

"Mm-hmm. Sometimes I have to tease him to explode. It's a bad idea to make fun of him, but ah, his workload doesn't just cover his eyes. After a little more stability, just keep the gate."

"I got it."

Xanafel and Daljan start some sort of noisy story sideways with the Hongdas who are cleaning up at the very least. We decided not to ask about it, so we hurried to recover the equipment we installed and dismantle the stage.

Daljan speaks out, interrupting a detailed explanation, anticipating when it's over.

"It's time to get in touch with the Lord that he's ready. Can you come here again when the castle is complete and the function is stable?

"Is it important that you nail it all the time?"

"Uhm. Please."

Copy that.

They said something nasty. With that sentiment, I still honestly acknowledge it once and for all. It's enough to go out of your way to say it directly, so if you ignore it, it won't be busy.

"Look, I've cleaned up, so if you'll excuse me,"

"Hmm. I'll take care of the rest."

Honda, who was able to accomplish his main purpose with a single visit thanks to more power than expected from Spring Vegetables, was escorted back to Ursu's workshop by Darjan and Zanafer.

"... you're here..."

Forbidden library at the Loufeus Grand Library. Using all the bills that could be held, Oldia succeeded in entering by deceiving Daljan and Sasha's eyes, when she salvaged the information for the purpose.

"Even though I've given up on recapture, it's troublesome..."

Two shards that were in the dar were both completely extinguished by placing a few time lags. Connected to the Evil God, Oldia grasped the information some time later than the actual incident occurred, blushing at the rapid development.

Indeed, the shards found in Dar were not in such a situation that they could be recaptured. Therefore, once removed from the strategic objectives, the recapture itself had given up.

But he didn't just give up the act of recapturing the shard itself. Instead of forcibly reclaiming it, he intended to reclaim it from the site of a world that had become nothingness after he had finished it all and destroyed this world.

The troublesome thing is, not only did the assumption come off completely, but it suddenly became unfavourable in both a warrior and a situational sense.

"Perhaps this will make Igleos almost free. Xanafel probably won't be able to get back soon, but I'm pretty sure he's just going to lose his load of alfemina soon,"

Oldia organizes what can happen through the extinction of shards while engraving salvaged information into her head. For now, what I can say with certainty is that no matter how optimistic you look, you won't be able to advance as far as you've ever been.

"But, well, with regard to the top of the Azma Workshop, it sounds good to know the weaknesses, and get ready to get rid of that first. It's a one-time battle, so we need to set the stage to make sure we do it."

The deadly weakness of the macro. I laugh glossy that Oldia, who succeeded in finding it due to the events of the original world, has obtained the few advantageous pieces of information.

"In the meantime, let's start by forcing Octum and Zavaldo to come back to life completely. The other guy's a pretty powerful god, and it's hard that we can't all have absolute confidence in ourselves."

Oldia decides to wake up her compatriots in order to satisfy the minimum absolute conditions while completely deceiving and escaping the system of the forbidden library. Think further about what needs to be done, and put it in your mouth to see if there are any leaks.

"And then you need to ask King Waldis to speed up Gastal's control. You better figure out how to pull them out after they're all back together. Things have changed a little too dramatically, and planning just in my head isn't going to work."

By the time he was completely out of Daljan's protective area and moved to a point where no one could find him and transfer him, all the steps to be taken immediately had been completed in Oldia's head.

If Darjan hadn't missed his seat to follow up on Zanafel at this time, he wouldn't have let Oldia go. He didn't realize it, but unfortunately, unlike the break-in, the escape wasn't perfect.

Just a slightly deviated gear mesh. That completely crushes the first and last opportunity to crush Oldia's fruitful and malicious measures.

"Well, before Octum and Zavaldo, King Waldis. I need you to speed up the Marcto offense you pulled, dash."

Oldia's safe escape from the forbidden library not only failed to crush the measures taken against Honda, but also greatly reduced the life expectancy of Gastal and the Marcto peripheral states.

"It's pretty spectacular when just enough material is piled up."

The next morning. Horn, summoned by Rayot to bring him directly to the harbor, said such sentiments with pleasure when he saw the material piled up in large quantities in the harbor.

"Sure, it may be spectacular, but the ship that reached the corner is in a state of limbo at the port of entry. I'm sorry, but I can't get it out in time at all."

"Roger that. I don't know, I'll carry them all in one go, so get them off me as soon as I can."

"Oh."

At the request of the Macro, Rayot moves to the ship to give instructions. Materials that are also packed into the warehouse one after the other in the meantime.

"Goatstone's, it's also a specialty or something. Yep, they have stone for me. Is this Shinewood material? There's even steel on the magic iron, and it gave me a lot of tension."

A magnificent amount of admiration, partitioning each and every one of them, packing the materials into the warehouse at an awesome speed. None of the materials have reached performances or quality at all to the average of the materials sleeping in the warehouse of the Azma workshop. However, in the warehouse of the Azma Workshop, where the meat and bones of the monsters occupy an overwhelming volume, very little is the ordinary material of this hand.

When it comes to collecting this much, it's just not possible with the kind of material that the Macro is collecting and holding. Rather, it goes back to the point where Orihalcon was still produced in large quantities in Fore, such as a building built using these materials for lubrication. In a modern era where technology is obsolete and resources are depleted, it would probably not even have been possible to collect it without such an opportunity.

It should be noted that the bulk of the cost that the Macro intended to pay was offset by the price of the Dragon Skyle Armor. Originally, every country had been asked to accommodate things such as first-class potions that could not be priced, and it was planned to put up a face of the macro and charge some of the labor costs, but the financial value of the massively prepared Dragon Skyle Armor made it normally established in the calculation that they paid for the materials in kind.

As a result, even on the scale of the purchase of the Azma Workshop, we ended up receiving a few gold coins of 10,000 krone or more that were not even user-friendly in the ruling, and receiving them evenly in the five countries in order not to let the cash die, but it was only here that Hongda was disappointed that the cash he obviously had at his disposal was not reduced more than he thought, leaving about five gold coins of 100,000 krone that had no use at all in their vault.

"Oh, let it go. Hey, brothers, why don't you just go on the ground for a minute and stay out of this for a minute, okay?

"Oh, okay."

Receive a note from Hiroshi, which Tatsuya lightly undertakes. The notes written quickly on the spot are packed with content that makes me very anxious that Leviathan, Behemoth, Jizz meat, bones, and skin are written in dozens of tons, or that contains the appropriate great Greater Dragon material, but they don't dare to go in here for now.

"Do you want me to take out the materials that I just packed into the warehouse with you?

"Let it go. Then do it. If we load all of this up, we'll go that way on God's ship."

Copy that.

Tatsuya replies to Hiroshi as she takes out the one box and rides in with the Spring Vegetables. By the time you get to the ground, about just over twenty to less than thirty minutes in a single box. Given the time it takes to unload and the number of ships waiting to enter the port, there will be no completion of the work on the horse before they arrive on the ground.

"When you're involved, don't end up with a single shipment of baggage in the wrong digits."

"The warehouse is convenient."

"As a person who is partly responsible for the military, I would like that technology to be conceded, but as a king prince of one country, I would like it not to be divulged elsewhere as a secret technique rather than in the balance of the world. It's really complicated."

"Sure, volume sharing sucks a lot"

Hiroshi agrees with Rayot's true intentions with a small, bitter smile. I don't have any ambition for that hand, but therefore I only use it in a gamely convenient way, but it is volumetrically shared that even from pockets of pockets of pochettes and clothes can be taken out of the warehouse.

If you take this seriously and abuse it, at least the logistics will collapse easily, and at worst, the secret detectives will be able to collapse the castles of the great powers from within with the amount of tools.

Because we know that, the Japanese only used the bags with volume sharing, and we didn't even give them to the fams until recently.

"The peace of logistics is preserved thanks to the extra money you guys have, otherwise the pedestrians would have been hit hard in no time, combined with their mobility."

"Honestly, I've never thought about how to use it before. In the first place, there was no idea of selling things without machining them."

"Well, I guess you guys do"

Rayot nods at the words of a macro as he packs the material from one end into the warehouse. The idea of a macro is based only on making things, and the best thing about the Azma Workshop is its sourcing and processing capabilities.

Perhaps more than one pair of pedestrians with large shared warehouses and automobiles can do more than a certain amount of daimyo for anyone regardless of their talent. Naturally, the logistics neck can be greatly eliminated: the time and risk of travel and the carrying capacity of the luggage.

But the answer is no when it comes to gaining the more huge assets and influence Higashi has. Anyone can simply carry it from right to left. Therefore, if you are deprived of a bag and an automobile that has been volume-sharing while you are asleep, you will lose everything at that point.

When this is the Azma workshop, where volume-sharing is simultaneously deprived of bags and means of movement, it is not a major problem. As long as we collect the ingredients, we can make them again, and it is only natural that we process what is readily available in the market and create other high value-added items that cannot be imitated, which account for the bulk of our income. Polarity, it's just a little inconvenient without a shared warehouse or a single box, and if you want to make a huge income, you make it.

That results in roughing up distribution in a different way, but the majority of it has not been so big a problem so far because what has never been shadowed or shaped is predominantly eating up existing demand, and technology has also been released. Perhaps the scariest part is doing things naturally around here.

Most importantly, the most profitable processed products of monster materials cannot be sourced or processed at a cost that makes anyone profitable, no matter how much technology is released, so it cannot be a problem in a different sense.

"So, how long will it take to complete the castle?

"I don't know. It took about two weeks for practice to build at God's behest over there, but maybe we could do it a little sooner."

"Right. What are your precautions in the meantime?

"If you don't even want to enter the premises, the others are especially awkward. If I did it for about two weeks, would I be just right to build a road or a harbor?

"Right. I don't know how much we're going to use this harbor, but if we're going to build a city, it's not going to be as temporary as it sounds."

Hoang and Rayot discuss future prospects while waiting for the next ship to disembark. While coming up with all kinds of ideas, I pack the wood down to the warehouse one after the other.

That's it, two hours later. Finally all the ship's materials are transferred to the warehouse.

"Is that enough?

"Enough or we might be able to produce higher ranked materials from the start"

"Right."

"More than that, the material for you, was good to leave behind?

"Exactly, I don't know what will happen to industry or anything else. Why would I use such fancy materials for the city?

"I see."

A macro who hears Rayot's words and is terribly convinced. Sure, if you ask me, there's no reason to use such fine materials to create a city that's not in an important location.

"Don't worry, by tomorrow or so, the material will come in for about a minute to build the road. After that, the materials are going to go in smoothly, and it's not going to be like the people you owe to play."

"If I do that, yes, I will."

Apparently, things are not going so well. Unlike the Hiroshi, who go about things in a thoughtful and just hitting way, they seem to carry things in a planned way.

"Well yeah. Just go over there and install the core."

"I'm sending you on a metastasis"

"Yeah?

"I want to see what you do too."

"Roger that. Sweet for your words."

Sweet about Rayot's offer, he decides to move to the site with a transfer. Seeing as Horn agrees, Rayot activates the transfer magic quickly.

Ahead of the two of them moving, there was so much material piling up that they were overwhelmed through the spectacle.

"... I knew it, but there's something awesome about it when you see it actually piling up..."

"I don't know. Well, it looks like we're almost done with the material we just packed, and I'm ready to install the core."

It seems the spring vegetables are working hard to get it out of the warehouse, and the numbers are dwindling on all kinds of materials. A macro confirming its residual quantity leaves the rest of the work to move to the centre of the site.

"Get it all right."

"This way, it's pretty spectacular..."

"Now I'm spending a lot of percent on it."

Everything is a meat monster of God in 10,000 tons. I use it fairly modestly this time because it doesn't lead to improved castle performance where I put it in too much, but if I'm serious, I'd like to go into it a few times later.

Plant the seedlings from the world tree inserted yesterday on the side of the core installation site, considering that there is no such benefit. Then install a core part that boasts quite a size and use the skills of a special formation to draw magic formations throughout the land.

"Is that the magic team?

"I don't want to do this. But yeah, I do. It's less L.A. to do it. It's just that the size and complexity of the formation, and once the material gets out of the way and the problems pile up, and the special formation is ready to be used, I probably skipped it."

"Hmm, I see."

"... whoa, sea of life, it's better to add about five barrels. Yeah. I'd like to get three kinds of mixed fertilizer and dragon bone powder out of the corners, one barrel at a time."

Answering Rayot's question, he became more and more prepared by behaving in large measure with materials that could be crowned as legendary gods. I've almost finished preparing what's missing and what's easier to add later, and I'll finish removing all the materials from the warehouse outside.

"Ready and core activated?"

"I'm putting all this stuff in, so I guess I can make something really big."

"Looking forward to it"

I show a superficially frightened attitude to the proclamation of the Horn, and I don't even try to hide what I'm so excited about in its fruit, Rayot. To follow it, Aeris, who had appeared at some point, makes his eyes shine with expectations just as much as he comments.

"Aeris? When?"

"Just now. As Alfemina said," Let's see it for later school. "

"I see."

With all that said, the Farlane royal brothers and sisters keep an eye on the work of the Horn. You know it's time for Hiroshi to start, and all the spring vegetables.

"I'll be careful first, but when I'm done with the work, they'll automatically kick me out of the premises, but I don't know what's wrong with me, so I'm relieved."

"Okay."

"Here, activate it."

A macro that confirms Rayot and Aeris snort and pours the magic power for authentication into the core and the magic formation. An unparalleled amount of energy flows out of the body of a macro, such as when the Unicorn Forest pulse is normalized with force moves.

Its excessively dangerous amount of energy changes the complexion of spring vegetables and aeris. Perhaps the narrow ground pulse would deplete the energy in an instant. If only humans could do it, a technique of an extraordinary magnitude that seems to require sucking up the magic of all Ursus residents if they do poorly.

It is a feasible action because it looks terrible in the eye to make a core, and in doing so the various skills and abilities increase, transforming it into a kind of God's body that is not entirely a stage device, and is an ambition that is properly equipped with God's castle skills.

Naturally, no matter how ambitious, it's not easy going. God's castle skills are only qualified to create a new world with castles as its starting point. If the castle builder himself does not have the resources to create it, the fried words wasted on both core and material, and if he is unlucky, his very existence will disappear.

Having traveled around the roundabout, repeatedly gained and developed various skills, and further gathered materials to tailor and level with supermassive monsters and powerful monsters, Macro had unknowingly had that tremendous amount of resources.

Even the useless, garbage-like skills gained in the library's forbidden library didn't even make sense once and for all when it comes to bottoming up resources, or figuring out what's lucky.

"... is this really okay?

"I don't know. But..."

"It's more dangerous to interrupt now. Believe me, we'll be fine and we'll wait for the results."

Looking at the magnitude of what is happening and the ambition that continues to supply the core with massive amounts of energy in its current progression to do it, Tatsuya just gets anxiety on the table. Spring vegetables and Aeris, who agree with that anxiety and decide to believe in Hong that it can't be helped now.

If we can, we want to give ourselves magic, even water, to the burning stone. But if you do that, it negatively affects the castle building work of God's castle.

Therefore, Spring Vegetables and Aeris continue to believe in Hiroshi, even as they do so.

"... things have changed..."

In the meantime, Mio, who had not left behind one thing that he was doing as an apprentice and had engraved it in his brain, tells the other members so by perceiving that the work had moved to a new stage.

It didn't make me feel any shadow of a regular heckling man, and by the time I was overwhelmed, I was showing the world around me that I was God, no. Spring vegetables were overwhelmingly more divine when Zanafel, but this time they definitely look more divine than anyone else on this scene.

With such a macro rapidly returning to its normal macro, the energy emanating from the Magic Formation and Core is increasing rather than decreasing.

Without a doubt, the first process is over.

"Phew, I'm tired..."

It feels pretty neat, says the macro with a sigh. Apparently, this is the end of the work that Macro himself has to do, and he's completely back to normal.

It's impressive how the world tree grows, just because it doesn't matter how it looks like such a macro.

"... looks like you're wearing out a lot, are you okay?

"Pretty tough, but, well, don't let it die."

"I hope so. Is there anything I can do?

"Seya...... In the meantime, once you digest it, make something. Quickly, calories. Tora."

"Okay, I get it."

"Oh, if you're going to cook, you should go outside first. Yeah."

Spring vegetables that nod to the words of the Macro and begin to cast their magic in an attempt to carry them all together outside. Light floods out of the core before the magic is complete, and in an instant everyone who was on the spot is driven out of the premises.

"... magic, you didn't need it"

"Let it go. Well, it feels like this, so the workers have to stay as close as they can. Yeah."

"Okay. Give directions. I don't know if I'd come near you if I had a decent nerve."

"Well, let's do it."

No questions asked, and for being kicked out quite abruptly, Honda continues the conversation without showing any particular upset. It is a terrible figure, even though it had received attention from the macro earlier.

"So, why is he so energetic?

"Well, it's a simple story. I will bring a good amount and quality of resources to Mori Lo Crystal for God's Ingredient Monster. If you fill that hole somewhat, you'll be more convinced to have it."

"... I'm sure that's true, but there's nothing unscrupulous about it..."

"Even if the specifications are impotent in the first place, let's not do this once it's realized in the real world."

Once convincing, Makoto shows a convincing but subtle way of not falling into his heart in the explanation of a certain macro. Indeed, both Mori Lo crystals and Gods ingredient monsters can be of considerable mass and energy. Other than that, it consumes large quantities of materials. Must fill those holes in some way, it seems seemingly through.

However, in a world where phenomena such as Pokopokopoku alienation occur and where there are many cases where the amount of energy generated is more than the amount of energy obviously invested due to various skills, there is no choice but to fall short of being claimed the laws of mass preservation and energy preservation.

Especially with regard to dungeons occurring in alienation, energy conservation is of course greatly suspicious, as is the law of mass preservation. A monster springs up in front of me from a knocked down shank, and taking the material outside doesn't even show signs of depletion, so it definitely doesn't preserve any mass.

In the first place, strange phenomena and energy problems in general are solved by magic, and in times of trouble, they are a world where magic is used for the time being. There is no wonder that the laws of that hand around the resource do not fall on the Japanese personally.

"Master, can you do the castle, how long will it take?

"I don't know. I've spent a lot of energy just now, so in ten days, I'll be able to set it up."

Mio's eyes shine on the castle of God, which is going to be completed sooner than I thought. They made me worry a lot, but they're still excited when they're close to completion.

Spring vegetables seem to be the same around there, sending a heat gaze full of anticipation to the castle where the walls are already starting to be built.

"So, what are you going to do until you have a castle?

"I'm going to gather some more material, make some equipment to install in the castle, and exercise my right to make whatever I want for a week and play with burns?

"... I'm not free to put on a front order or anything, but the more I can, the more I can help..."

"I'll think about it in the mood."

"Hong-kun, for the amount of stomach medication your Highness Rayot has and the future hair of His Highness Mark, let's weigh ourselves somewhat, shall we?

Macro returns a very disturbing answer to Rayot's question. In contrast, the spring vegetables that brought the itch cooked with boss turtle dashi obtained in Faldania stab the nail.

"Well, whatever it is, gather material today and tomorrow. It helps that I don't need anything special around Waldis right now. Only pickers around there are basically easy to use for some artifacts."

"Oh well. That would help, wouldn't it?"

"I may not be able to make any of them, but either way, I can't do it right away because I found the key materials."

With tremendous momentum flattening the porridge, Macro meets with Spring Vegetables for an appointment shortly after this. Even though he did all that big work, it was Higashi who moved to material collection in normal mode immediately after the meal.