Hagure Seirei Ino Shinsatsu Kiroku~ Seijo Kishi-dan to Iyashi no Kamiwaza ~

What has happened in this place - the stone floor, which is left overturned after the soil has dried, weathered and flowed, and the tangled decaying sign of the oxen, which lies ahead. When I approached it to confirm it, my guess turned to certainty.

"… this place was once under the control of the Kingdom. I can't read it all, but it says the crest of the kingdom and the name of the king at the time"

"This name was born almost a hundred years ago... when King Crudio reigned."

The area, including this garden, should have been the territory of this country for a hundred years, although the Kingdom's control is incomplete.

Has the luxury increased its influence and plunged itself into the inability of the kingdom to manage this garden? Or did the kingdom renounce control itself? As things stand, there is no certainty of either.

"If the kingdom stopped managing here, why didn't you ask the people nearby?

"That's... I just have to guess from the circumstances. For some reason, I think this forest has stopped bringing people in. Places where the power of the Spirit is strong often reject people. If you're not a magician who can sense the spiritual influences, you don't want to get close, and you know it."

Prohibiting people from entering with the influence of the Spirit is magic that works. But if the Spirit is angry or rejects people with evil feelings for humans, never leave them alone.

The Spirit of Nature brings various benefits to man, but sometimes he suffers. Elemental spirits are said to be particularly influential, and spiritual anger sometimes appears as a natural disaster - spirits in the spiritual world have less influence on this world because if summons is solved, they return to the spiritual world.

(... The phenomenon that appears in this garden is also due to the anomalies that have occurred in the Spirit. There's something about the entire garden plant that's affecting it. If you can do that, not the Spirit, but another being up there... but if that's ahead, can you get close and stay safe...)

In this situation, where some of our companions are accompanying us, we cannot make reckless choices - but there is no choice to retreat from them, as Mr Presha and others said to themselves earlier.

"Dr. Glass, you don't have to shy away from us. Whatever lies ahead, I will not regret moving on."

"A garden abandoned and abandoned by the royal family… touching such a mystery is inexperienceable when you're in a fortress. I'm not going to play, but to be honest, my chest is dancing."

A path to the back of the garden, with sparse stone floors. There a new plant demon blocks the way - see it, Mr. Presha standing upward in fighting spirit from all over his body, and Mr. Diete with a bow. I once again felt reliable that they had come with me.

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"- Ha!

"There...!

Mr. Presha's spear roars and Mr. Diete's arrows shoot through a wild plant. Even the much more powerful demons, such as Goblin, did not do so as long as they knew their weaknesses.

The closer we get to the back, the harder the demons really don't want us to get close, the harder the attack on us. But only Iraqsa never attacked me after listening to my words.

Plants of the same species share consciousness as companions. The plants that strike just repeat the phrase 'punish the man who renounced the divine domain'.

But when you realize you can't stop us, your voice gradually weakens. And we had a long downhill in an increasingly intense mood.

- And for the first time since I got so close, I was able to see the existence of 'it'.

It was so far down the long slope that it was invisible from outside the garden, but there were huge trees there. No, I can tell it's a tree because there are trunks and branchy parts, not a single leaf, and the surface is decaying and graying.

The wind is flowing around that great tree - it's pounding its curiosity here. The voice 'Punish the man' rings in his head, the great tree rings, and the gray sand winds up.

"Eh... Se, first born... Now, not one more step..."

"- Mr. Glass, don't! You alone...... Huh!

Both Mr Presha and Mr Diete are unable to take another step forward. I heard two voices stopping me, but I still couldn't help but move on.

The presence ahead of us is weak and asking for help - it wasn't as easy to imagine.

Despair, mourning, and just pointing that anger at all humans is gone. There was only one reason I had to do that.

"I know what it's like to hate a human being who dumped this place... but I still want to know you can't! Just give me one more chance! We will never betray you again! Throw this place away and I won't forget......!

- It's not betrayal.

- I always thought it was something that man would give his faith to.

- My pride turned people away. God, who cannot gain faith, decays and is forgotten only.

"Your family wasn't convinced by that... so they turned their anger on us. You must think you're careless too! If the land around us dries up like this, we can really forget... now, we can still stop it! We can help you!

I didn't mean to be lying about shavings on the spot. If that decaying giant tree is to be named 'God', it is no longer the Spirit, but its superior being - you can say the Divine Spirit.

If you are exasperated by the loss of faith and are withering the land, I offer my faith again. If it's not enough on its own, work to make sure many people believe it.

Still, the rejection intensifies and the temper increases in intensity indefinitely. Stones mix in the gray soil that blows, blushing your cheeks - the pain runs and you can tell the blood is passing on your cheeks.

- No longer, it's too late. Even I can't stop my body from decaying. If my roots that support this land wither away, the earth rots, and the families become demons. Those who were cut off by you were also former innocent grasshoppers.

- I will martyr them, only perish. Humans, renounce this land again...

A voice ringing in my head. Give up and have no hope whatsoever, if that's what God wants, then maybe there's nothing left for man to be able to do or anything else.

Still, I can't give up. Almost there, he said, he would reach under that great tree - and the magic stored in the magic crystal was already about to be lost, as he prevented the temptation to blow it.