The Tempest Territory quickly emerged as the hottest place in the West Continent. If it was a great labyrinth in the East Continent, it was the Tempest Territory in the West Continent.
There were a lot of people who came to meet the airships or the different races, as well as the goods brought by the different races.
In particular, there were many people who secretly infiltrated the airship and tried to steal the operating principle of the airship or tried to smuggle to the new continent, but they could not avoid my eyes.
Other than that, there were people who tried to abduct the different races who were disembarking at the port or deliberately quarreled.
All of them were severely punished to the extent that it seemed a bit excessive. I caught it, but the level of punishment was Argin’s will.
Argine’s wife, Violetta, is the daughter of a vampire, although she is an adopted daughter.
Even now, from time to time, Eltis jokes that if he sparrs with Argin and rings Violetta, the Blue Moon will come. It’s probably not just me that doesn’t sound like a joke.
Argin was a genius military man, but as a politician or administrator, he was not good enough to even empty words. It was Violetta who filled that void. Violetta had no particular education, but was qualified as a merchant and administrator. Should I say animal sense or heavenly luck? Violetta’s projects tended to be wildly successful.
And, of course, a branch of the Blue Moon Assassins also appeared in the Tempest Territory. Of course, it is not an organization that can be officially revealed.
Thanks to the blue moon’s secretive actions, there were not even common back alley knapsacks in the Tempest estate. The method was different, but the result could be said to be similar to Akasha’s estate.
When were humans most advanced? It is a topic that has been studied by many scholars. Among them were these words:
‘When we looked at the sky, human beings developed.’
It is different from the meaning that the scholar Gregory, who said this, put in the sentence, but it is the right story.
One day, a monkey looked up at the sky and saw a god fruit falling from the sky. By eating the fruit, the monkey got a chance to evolve into a human being. This is the moment when human beings have developed the most in my opinion.
Usually nothing seems to happen, but sometimes something falls from the sky. Small meteorites, commonly called shooting stars, have fallen often, if not often, since ancient times.
He made a sword from a meteorite that fell from the sky, and it became a divine sword. The same divine sword legend is also handed down. Even if it wasn’t a new sword, it would have been a fairly excellent sword.
I have already followed a meteorite that fell from the sky and dug it up. It was a very small meteorite, about the size of two fists.
I gave it to the dwarves to see if it would make a good weapon, but unfortunately they said it was useless. Still, it was a waste to throw it away, so I kept it in the warehouse of the mansion.
But today, I saw another meteorite falling at the end of the eastern continent. Even if you give it to a dwarf and lose again, there is nothing to lose other than selling your feet.
I immediately moved to the place where the meteorite fell and started looking for it. Of course, I don’t go looking around. These things can be found very easily by borrowing the power of the earth spirit.
Thanks to the spirit, the meteorite was quickly found. This time it is a rather large meteorite. It is about the size of an adult male torso. The impact of the meteorite had created a large pit.
After taking the meteorite, I was about to go back, but something appeared from behind the nest of a fallen tree in shock.
“who are you?”
“Barque?”
It was a truly odd-looking creature. It was roughly the size of an adult’s head and was round in shape, and the four legs on a short, stocky body with densely grown light green hair were about the length of a finger.
In the meantime, the eyes, nose and mouth were all attached to the body or the head.
This is not in any knowledge I know of. It is neither a creature nor a demon. If so, it means that it fell with this meteorite, but it could have been a surprisingly strong existence if it had not suffered any damage from the impact.
It seemed that it might be dangerous to leave it alone, but it was also awkward to just grab it.
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just kill it? It might be the cleanest.
“Barque!”
As he frowns, he bounces in place with his short legs. Have you read Life? It may even be a highly intelligent being. But no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look strong at all.
“Will you go with me?”
It sounds stupid, but I tried to see if the words worked. But there was no response.
[Would you like to come with me?]
I tried to talk to you as an alter ego, thinking about it.
“Barque!”
The boy nodded and jumped up again. I guess that means it’s pretty good. In the meantime, it seems that the results of training to understand Bastet’s cat language are coming out.
Carefully, he reached out and grabbed the boy’s back.
“Barque! Barque!”
It struggled badly, but quickly began teleporting. I didn’t want to hold on to a guy who didn’t know what it was for a long time.
The destination was a place where there was a unique being who could recognize these things.
It was where Setas was with Bastet on his head. Setas has been researching long-distance space travel magic lately. I tried to make it possible in other ways as well as the way I did it using my alter ego, but there was no particular result.
Upon arriving at Setas’ lab, I threw him away. He wasn’t even hurt in a meteorite impact, but he’d be fine at this level.
“Barbecue Barbecue Barbecue!”
The guy says something with an angry expression. It is a cry that strangely feels like cursing.
“Oh, is it a barque?”
After all, Setas knew. I believed Setas.
“Do you know what this is?”
“Yes, what a barque.”
“So what is that?”
“Should we say that they are creatures floating in space? He’s not particularly harmful. Of course it’s useless.”
Setas first explained about the universe, then explained about the guy he knew called Vaq.
“therefore. Is that a plant?”
“Yeah, well, from what biologists have analyzed on the other side of the world, that’s surprisingly a plant.”
It’s short, but it feels like my common sense is denied to be a plant that runs on all fours and makes sounds while making expressions with its eyes, nose and mouth.
“Useless?”
“Yes, it’s tougher than it looks, so it’s hard to eat. It doesn’t ripen well, but people who have eaten it say it doesn’t taste dirty.”
I understand that it is hard and chewy, but it is disappointing that it has no taste. At least if it’s something from another world, isn’t it normal that it should taste like a full fish?
“Barque!”
I didn’t even spurt a murder, but what else did you notice that I was thinking strange thoughts. One notice is a wonderfully good guy.
“Are you breeding?”
“Yes, as long as you feed them well, they will reproduce even if left alone.”
“alone?”
“It’s a plant.”
I still can’t believe it, but they said it was a plant. There are male and female trees, but that seems to be the kind that reproduces like mushrooms.
“So how did you do that in the other world?”
“I just do nothing. Because it’s harmless. Some people keep them as pets.”
“That one?”
“Yes, because they don’t die easily and they eat well and are easy to manage. There are a lot of people who say it’s cute.”
No matter how you look at it, there is no cute corner…
“Barque!”
“It’s comfortable to think of it as just a cat-like creature.”
“I don’t think they bear any resemblance to cats except that they have four legs?”
“It’s a creature with no use other than being cute.”
Sometimes I get confused whether Setas is smart or stupid. It is said that there is a difference between a genius and a fool by a piece of paper, and I think this is a good example of that.
Setas, who forgot the presence on his head and made a very dangerous statement, was hit by Bastet’s sincere cat punch and flew away.
Bastet was not going to beat Setas to death, nor was Setas weak enough to die with just a few hits, so he let it go.
Anyway, it’s useless, but it’s a harmless creature, so if you leave it outside, it’ll do just fine.
[Follow me]
I went outside with a guy named Bakyu.
“Kyaaak! cute! What’s this?”
As soon as I went outside, a beast tribe girl passing by saw the barbecue and rushed at it. Where does that look cute?
Starting with a beastman girl, several different tribes heard the commotion and ran to see the barque.
Most of the heterogeneous people surrounding the barque were women. As you can see, I think I’ll be fine if I leave it alone for now.
He took the meteorite believed to have been ridden by Bakyu and showed it to the Dwarven Elder. The elder did an analysis for several days. But, again, it was a joke. One more useless collectible has been added to the mansion’s warehouse in the Akasha estate.
A few days later, a long-awaited visitor came to the Akasha estate. Last time, he appeared through space movement, but this time he rode a wagon like a normal person and entered the manor. Without waiting for them to come to the office, I first moved to the inn where the guest was staying.
“Long time no see. Count Ctolari”
Count Ctolari was not surprised this time. Have you accumulated a lot of mental training in the meantime? Count Ctolari was out of my sight. I don’t know if it’s inside the Great Labyrinth or if it’s a space prepared by Ctula.
This time, it suddenly popped out with a wagon near Akasha’s estate. It seems to be some kind of phase dimension.
“It was intense. Count Akasha”
Unexpectedly, Count Ctolari looked good. It seems that Cthullah doesn’t treat it lightly.
“What made you take the hard step?”
“Do you remember what I said before?”
When Count Ctolari visited last time, he said that Cthulla asked to see me. However, he went to the Great Labyrinth and met only Drakan instead of Ctula and came back.
“Of course I remember.”
“Ctula wants to meet Count Akasha.”
Even though Cthullah has never done anything bad to me, I feel a bit stuck now. Ctula only treated me well because it benefited him, but he is a god who is sure to give and receive. I don’t know what else to do this time.
“I don’t think the Count knows what’s going on, right?”
“That’s right.”
It’s been like that since before, but Count Cthulari is just a minion. I thought a little. If I meet Ctula now and do something, will it benefit me? If you think about the cases so far, Ctula’s giving was tricky, but in the end, it was always beneficial.
And now I’ve been stagnant for years. While absorbing Jin and Dibbi’s abilities, he improved a little, but he didn’t feel like he had grown up.
“Then let’s go. I will talk to the subordinates for a moment.”
“I see.”
It didn’t take long. The developed alter egos became semi-corporeal and delivered messages to retainers such as Jake and Wither right in front of their eyes.
He also delivered a message to Setas in the New Continent, and in the meantime, he saw Bastet’s eyes above Setas’ head strangely change, but Bastet didn’t say anything at the end. At least if it was very dangerous, wouldn’t it have given me a warning? Thinking that way made me feel at ease.
They left the territory together in the carriage that Count Ctolari had been riding. As I reached a slightly secluded road, a hole appeared ahead of me, similar to the phase plane I was familiar with.
So, does this wagon have the ability to open phase dimensions? While thinking about various things, the wagon passed through the hole. The moment he passed through the hole, the connection with his clones was cut off, just like when he entered the Great Labyrinth.
And what appeared was a completely different world. A desolate land like a desert stretched endlessly.
If it weren’t for the small castle in the distance, it would have been a truly endless wasteland.
“How is it? This is my new estate.”
Count Ctolari asked with a smile. It doesn’t seem like a place to be proud of. Isn’t it a place where there is nothing?
“You thought there was nothing?”
This is the part that you can expect even if you don’t read my thoughts.
“Yes, is there anything good in that castle?”
“You can look forward to it.”
Well, of course, there must be Ctullah in that small castle. But I don’t think Count Ctolari would have told me to expect that.
Looking at it now, the coachman who had been driving the wagon had disappeared at some point. The coachman looked like a real human with a soul, but was it an illusion enough to fool my eyes? Perhaps the four horses that are now pulling the wagon are fake. No, I had a feeling that this wagon itself would be of that kind.
The wagon without a coachman ran quickly and arrived in front of the castle and went inside through the automatically opened gate.