Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

After my day in Japan, my elves and I are wrapped up in a futon as usual. The skin I touched was warmer than usual, and the girl exhaled a hot breath when it snuggled.

I guess this is hard in the summer. No, even that's going to do something about our elf. Consciousness sinks when we think, for example, and opens the door to the world of dreams.

Where is the boundary between dreams and present (depression)?

If you look next door to the blur, there is a girl who looks like a different sleeping curl from Japan, opening her fantastic eyes in light purple. You're always trying to find an elf, so can't you even notice the boundaries of your dreams?

This is in a dream, and again, not a dream, but a real world.

It's a different world than Japan. Different concepts exist, such as magic and level, and people and nations continue to seek to become stronger beings to survive.

But there are some things in common.

One of them is that people die and never come back.

Lying people are wrapped in a white, clean cloth and hold messages from their families in their hearts. Each one was put on a small boat sprinkled with petals, and floated on a brown river.

―――……

The priest merely prays to drain the fragrance oil to his forehead, and to lead him to Paradise (Eden).

It is said that that is a world without suffering or grief.

The warriors who survived with faith will eventually return to heaven. It seems strange that such rhetoric is common, no matter which country.

We lay our hands on our breasts in mourning and offered silent prayers to them as they descended down the river. Slightly fine rain falls, through the hair and wet to the forehead.

There are a total of eight victims up to the second level.

Some have not joined this funeral, but have lost almost the same number of consciousness. People who are plucked from the hierarchy lord and can't come home.

The ship goes straight down the river, eventually gow! and raised the flame.

To the eternal parting, oh, the mothers raise their voices, and the Being, the All Lord (Master), holds his shoulders. At its center was Doola with red hair, and she was congesting her eyes again, too.

Those who fought against evil will eventually return to Paradise (Eden).

Death is goodbye and we will never see each other again.

But everyone understood it wasn't the end.

Two men stand before us, thanking the priest and leaving the line. Zella, who offered me accommodation, and Doola, who still has red eyes.

Her head bowed politely and I was a little surprised. Nothing to say. They turned their backs and walked away as they were.

"... what does that mean, was it?

"I guess that means you're grateful. If we hadn't helped, they might have put us on that ship."

Marie, who replies so, invites a black cat who was living in the rain in the shade of a tree. and the kitten ran lightly and was held to the girl's chest.

"Exaggerating... but isn't it? Well, I'm glad I saved you."

"Maybe it wasn't just the two of us who could have saved it."

What do you mean? Walk with the girl, asking. Support Marie's luxurious hips to keep her from falling, difficult to walk wet in the rain.

The girl who knows this world better than I do, even answered me.

Apparently, like them, there is more than one total lord (master). Each parent and child holds a cadre and becomes a significant number of people when they become famous families.

So if the landlord, the master, and his deputy, the sub-master, are breathless, they will suffer as will those who followed them?

"The reason for the structure is mainly maintenance costs. There is no war, and each house earns money and maintains its strength."

"Heh, did that make sense? It's like the head of a Japanese department."

There are many attendees on the road that leads from the river to the city, who then look at them. What makes it different from the company is that you risk your life to face misery? The sobbing mothers and lovers had something to tighten my chest with.

"For now, the goal is to defeat the Hierarchist on the Cooperation Front (Reid). I wish this would allow those two marriages."

"Yeah...... just don't be too preoccupied. You have a wide horizon, but I'm probably worried about that."

I think my perspective on combat is certainly broad. [M] Because you don't lose your life, and that's why you can move without panic.

But I also know what she says.

Once in an oasis I was about to be hit by a thief. [M]

It was caused by blocking them trying to attack Marie and creating a gap on the contrary. I'm sure the girl wanted to say that.

Of course I will cooperate and I want you to marry me, but above all, our safety is paramount. I don't mind imposing, but I just have to avoid reckless things. If I can do that, I'll have to keep my opening hours.

"In that sense, let's go as much fun as possible not to break the pace. Is that good?

Ooh, and the girl and the black cat raised their hands.

The troublesome Uridora is apparently not going to rendezvous until she reaches the ancient labyrinth. Shall we just get dressed and travel with everyone?

That day, the offensive team made their second departure.

What's different from the last time is that the Adventurer Alliance, the Priesthood, and the voters' invested squads have been added, and the troop numbers have swelled nearly triple.

Squad by the total lord, 114.

Adventurer Alliance, 89.

Priesthood, 42.

Seventy-four faction members.

Essentially, the National Soldier, also known as the Knights, ensures the main path, while the rest of the squadron serves to support the progress.

And the second tier took the trouble to the immortals (undead), so they place priests in the desired squad.

Yeah, of course we didn't need a priest. I don't want them to know that I can go back to Japan, and I just need them to grant me the Holy Attribute, like before.

The two-row march continues straight from the city to the ruins.

Walk along a pomegranate and familiar path and watch the horizon. Far away the pissy thunder fell and the sound sounded long after.

A rainy desert is a strange sight to see all the clouds around. The direction of travel is slightly darker, and I'm sure rain storms will intensify every time you walk.

"Oh, there are no sights like this in Japan."

"I don't want it. The wind is strong and I'm going to hate it. Besides, I can't wait to miss the plastic umbrella over there."

Looking back, the rainy hood was shockingly wet and the girl was grumpy and bent her mouth to the letter to. Besides, the black cat hates the rain and Marie is in an even worse mood because she just went back to the gem.

Smile and advise what comes to mind.

"You can make it. Don't you think spreading the water spirits would replace the umbrella?

"Ah!... I wonder where your ideas come from when you look sleepy"

Oh, does the idea have anything to do with looking sleepy?

Anyway, when the girl hangs her wand, a crowd of blue fish, the Spirit of Water (Undine), makes a sound with the topun. Much bigger than we see in Japan, and the rain breaks from all around us.

If you look up, the membrane of twitching water spreads...

"Wow, that feels weird. That's disgusting."

"Mm-hmm. I wonder if this would be the sight if the water reservoir floated in the universe. I agree there are ripples everywhere and it's disgusting."

Hard to be a warrior. Spirit use may be less of an expedition like this. Everyone around me stops at the rarity of the sight and sees them pointing fingers.

The membrane of water slowly spread in a spherical fashion, and eventually it stopped raining just around us.

"Hmm, I made it easy. I guess I finally opened my eyes, too."

- It's a big deal how easy it is to make all this stuff. If you look up, the Spirit of Water (Undine) swims leisurely and probably manages a transparent umbrella.

Of course there will be a great deal of help from the Magic Dragon who will wake up (wizard guidance) to the Magic Dragon.

"Marie has been outstanding for a long time. Right...... rain shelter (raincoat)"

"Oh, thank you. You too. I'll admit your cooking arm. Right...... Covering the Water Spirit (Umbrella)"

Is it a little weird to play with the name of the move without meaning, and walk in the rainy desert? It's just that that's how mypace we are, and we're gonna play the world of our dreams by the way.

I'm glad it stopped raining and her mood is back.

"Oh, come on, let us in."

"That, Mr. Zella. Are you sure the rest of the crew is watching?

"Mm, leave me alone. If you say you were consulting with the Front for Cooperation (Reid), you'll be fine."

You don't have to use an operational meeting like that as an excuse...

Is it something a woman hates rain, and Doula was paying for the rush and rain in frustration? Red hair is also black and wet and exhales a heavy sigh.

"I hate the rainy season because this is it. Thank you, Marie. So much more comfortable."

"No, that's about it. So this is an operation, but there are countermeasures for hierarchical owners who don't know who they are?

Doula asks the girl to shake her neck to the side.

Shirley, Hierarchist of the Divine.

There are enough rumors that he is a reaper, and every now and then he takes away the soul of a soldier. It's a pain in the ass that even if we concentrate on defeating it, we'll have a new existence.

Phew, I think too.

"The only thing I can think of... is to come back to life in some way, except for the main body, or there are actually a lot of twins,"

"I hope it's the last guy. It's going to be a little forward."

Well, that won't be there.

They should move more carefully if they are to be defeated individually. As far as I'm concerned, Shirley's behavior is consistent. inhibition of progression, and the taking away of the soul.

When that happens, the purpose is to increase your soul as much as possible?

No, more than that......

I noticed something and decided to send a private communication (chat) to Marie. It's something they can't hear yet.

(Marie, where is the soul you took away going?

(Speaking of which... I see you have a place to keep it. Is there a body there, or some kind of secret?

Yes, it is.

Definitely won't let me become a Buddha or anything. Then secrets will be hidden somewhere in that hierarchy... maybe.

(It might just be harassment, but hey. Ma, it seems worth a try)

(Hey, don't tell me what makes you nervous. It's about you, so you're thinking it's a dream anyway, and maybe I should follow you, or something stupid?

Did you find out soon enough?

Stand aside and shrug your shoulders, "Already!" and she swells her cheeks.

Well, anyway, I think you grabbed the thread of the offense.

That's how we walked in the rain and enjoyed the relaxing conversation to the ancient labyrinth.

In such a line, there was someone who opened the hood and looked around.

It seems to be looking at the landscape, in fact, subtly remembering the overall number of people, equipment, and their faces. What's different from the surroundings is that only his troops have eyes like they're already in action?

The slightest peek was deep carved and in a resilient shape.

An armband that mimics the olive leaves indicates that it is a member sent by the faction. That means a new offensive member who joined this expedition.

"When does it move?

Softly whispered from behind, no one can hear it with the sound of rain falling softly. So the man questioned also replies while on the top of the Buddha.

"Not since I heard about the offensive operation. As soon as we start infiltrating, we leave and join them."

"Okay. I hate dogs in the kingdom so much that I dreamed I could kill them. I'm looking forward to it."

Well, the man thinks it's gonna be fun.

It's just, well, I'm pretty sure they can have nightmares.

Unusual for a man, he leaked a creepy laugh.

They have a lot of thoughts about the desert rain that way.

The rain eventually turned into a large grain, and everyone stared jealously at the moves of the half fairy elf.