Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"I will go."

In front of the door, she folds her hips deeply and greets her mother. Ever since I came to Agarta, all I could do was thank my mother. But to thank her face-to-face, Cellulite was trying to show her gratitude at least by doing what her mother had said sour since she was a child.

Without saying anything, Mother slowly lowered her head and dropped off Cellulite. At first glance, she didn't seem interested in her daughter, but she knew best that it wasn't. I was grateful to my mother for watching me silently.

Leave the room and proceed to the hallway. There is still a fluffy feeling, but there is a strong desire to proceed with the research. First, we need to have a meeting with Mary Rias and Considi. She starts rebelling in her head about what she wants to report to them.

Get down the stairs and head downstairs. In the basement, there is a transfer boundary to go to a room where friendly flowers are preserved. It was kept secret and only King Agarta Linos and Queen Mailias, Constidi and four Cellulites knew about the boundaries of the room.

I had read and understood that borderline skills had the effect of transferring, but I didn't think there were people who really learned them. In the sense of Cellulite, the metastasis boundary was used by something like an elderly man with excellent border-matching skills, but in fact, King Agarta, a young gentleman of the same age, made the metastasis boundary. Seeing the skill, Cellulite intuitively realized that the kingdom and the king should not turn against the enemy. I'm sure this king has the ability to destroy the world. At the same time, I was trapped in a strange feeling of feeling secure. The King's expression, which seemed kind to me, was not fear, but rather a feeling of expectation for the future.

The king of Agarta said to Cellulite, "Keep this transition secret." The expression did not make me feel suspicious or dusty. On the evidence, he smiled at you saying you were okay. I didn't mean to say such a thing, and it was easy to imagine that many difficult problems would arise. In this context, King Agarta's remarks made Cellulite feel trusted by this skilled king. At this moment, she was determined to do whatever it took to help the country.

As he was descending the stairs leading down the basement, Jannoli's smile came to mind. Speaking of which, I received a token of sympathy yesterday through the messenger. I must thank you. However, there was also a conversation between Master Mailias and Master Constidi... Cellulite stops and thinks.

……

When she noticed, she was beginning to go up the original stairs. I had an intuitive feeling that I should thank him before we had a meeting.

Leave the building and head straight to the University of Agarta canvas. There was a stop for the coach.

The University of Agarta, which bears the name of the university, was unable to accommodate students gathered on canvases originally prepared in the capital and was constructing several canvases outside the capital. Jannoli's usual research farm was located near the forest of Renoir, just outside the north gate.

From this stop to the farm, the carriage was about thirty minutes. If you go to Jannoli and finish your greetings, and come home soon, we should be able to have a meeting with you two in the morning. I'm sure they're busy. Now that I've gone to that lab, no one will be here. Let's finish the greeting first. That's how Cellulite got into the carriage so he could tell himself.

An old cat-beasterner stares at Giroli and Cellulite. She lowers her head slowly to a man. As if it were a sign, the carriage ran slowly.

There is hardly anything from this canvas to the farm. As a result, Cellulite was always able to spend time alone in the carriage. The man of the wizard was silent, and she had never spoken to a man before. Get in, bow, the carriage moves, and stop when you get to the farm. Bow down to the man. The carriage returned to the city once, but two hours later, it returned to the farm neatly, waiting for the return of Cellulite.

Gotogoto and the carriage go up the cobble. The roads are beautifully maintained and clearly distinguished from the roads through which people pass and the roads through which carriages pass. From the construction of these functional fortified cities, you can still see the strength of this country called Agarta.

Cellulite liked the view of the city from the window. The roads are full of people, and the shops are lined with a wealth of goods. Looking at them, nature and the mind were excited. It is said that this area was a place where many people lost their lives when the Ramaron Empire invaded a few years ago. At that time, the houses were burned, and the area was like ruins. From the current prosperity, Russia is incredible, but from its devastation, Agarta has been rebuilding at a remarkable pace and continues to this day. If we work with Agarta, the Grand Duchy of Fall will prosper even more. If possible, I'd like to learn how to make a city...

The carriage passes through the north gate. Then the scenery will change. The bustling landscape turns into a forest and a spacious land. Cellulite liked the big gap.

I lost so much that I saw a white building through the window. We arrived at the farm at the University of Agarta.

"Nh, I'll be right back... right away."

……

In the words of Cellulite, the man of the wizard glanced at her slowly and nodded slowly. Quickly get off the carriage and head for Yannori's farm.

He was found instantly. He stood in the middle of the field, looking up at heaven.

"Ah, ahh...."

Yannauri turned slowly to the loud Cellulite. He has a discouraging look on his face throughout the chapter.

"Ah, welcome. How is your body....."

"It's okay. I'm thanking you... for the seasoning..."

He nodded slowly with a gentle smile. Looking at it, the fruit of the devastated sea was scattered there.

"Whoa, whoa, what is this...?

Ferry Rat did it.

"Ferry Rat"

A miscellaneous mouse that eats not only fruit but also leaves and stems when left alone. However, because this rat only eats delicious food, the fruit rodented by it is a difficult animal for farmers to cope with in order to prove that it is delicious.

Jannoli's scening was very delicious. You know very well what a ferry rat eats.

I thought about that in the heartburn, but no words came out. Moreover, Jannoli sat quietly on the spot and stared at the fruit of the sea.

"The fruit... has been eaten quite a bit... We were one step away from harvesting it... Besides, this much fruit was eaten. You may think there are quite a few mice. From now on, we're going to fight rats. Jesus....."

Yannori sighed with his gaze swimming in an unexpected direction. It was easy to imagine that the other fruits he raised were also damaged. The fruit, which had been painstakingly raised and was close to harvest, was damaged. His shock seemed excessive.

Cellulite resigned there in thanksgiving. Shook by the carriage on her way home, she wondered if she could cope with the ferry rat. At that time, an idea came to mind...