"Sa, next up is the abandoned capital of Heaven. I don't know if it's going to be long this time, even if it's from a distance."
Solomon undoes his verbal use at the same time as Slayman, who finished the role, returns to the work of decryption. to its indescribable discomfort. Mira was
"I was wondering, did you use the word just now in order to give it majesty for external use? Slayman has been around for a long time, if you say so. Do you need it?"
With that said, Mira remembers what happened before. As Cleos and Mariana remember all the events that were around the time of the game, if Suleiman does too, it shouldn't be necessary to use words for external purposes or anything else. That's what I thought. Solomon sighs heavily at Mira, and he prefaces, yes, and then tells the truth.
"In the beginning, I didn't even care much, but Luminaria told me, did she? No majesty. Now that it's real (...), there's something wrong with the way I felt back then. So first, I tried to fix it from the outside like that, and I thought about using it like a king. I talked to Slayman about it... and he was so happy. Let me see if words and attitudes are unnatural! So I'm pissed it's not that word in front of Slayman."
"What a loyal man."
Solomon laughs bitterly with his shoulders flattered. Mira laughs with pleasure and convinces herself of the reason why it seems. That's the kind of man Suleiman is.
"But let's get back to it, it's a long way from heaven's abandoned capital."
Mira recalls her previous journey in the sky, as she says. The view is stunning, and with a fur coat, I wouldn't mind the cold. And it's overwhelmingly faster than a carriage, and the farther away it is, the less time the sky travels will result. But as for Mira, she enjoyed staying on Pegasus for hours.
"What's going on with the wagon? Is it time to do this?
"Um, because there are so many specials. At that time, I didn't think that much because it was too exciting, so I wondered if it would still take."
"Nooo. Right."
Once the ideal wagon is complete, everything will be resolved, but if it is not already, we will be riding Pegasus for a while. Speaking of Pegasus, he wings happily every time he can fly with Mira. Even as Mira, it was fun, but the accumulation of fatigue can't be helped anyway. I was tired the other day along the way and took a nap in the meadows.
Looking up to heaven, Mira dreams of a dream story when she falls back on the sofa, hoping this sofa will fly through the sky.
"I'm sorry to hear that, but is something wrong?
Solomon said so when he felt something about Mira like that. Mira turned her face only in the same position,
"I'm not traveling on Pegasus right now. If you see boulders for a long time, you'll get tired. Now let's go as far as the Abandoned Capital. I thought it was tough. I want you to work a little harder on the old man."
"I see, that's the thing. Sure, though it's early, will you get tired if you stay on all the time? I mean, you haven't heard that old story in a while. Now, there's something else interesting about it."
Convinced by Mira's blur, Solomon spreads his large eye map to his desk, saying, "Bye." Mira rises naturally and stops by her desk to peek into it.
"This looks like a map... but it's different. What is this line?
The map spread over the desk was a regional map centered around the whole southeast of the continent, the Holy Nation of Alice Farius. Besides simple place names, very prominent curves are drawn to traverse. The name of the town is entered dotted on its lines, and Solomon points to one of those points, a point located beyond the mountains north of the kingdom of Alkayt.
"This is a continental railway road map. If you're tired of traveling in the sky, you can go by road. The closest station street from here is this Silverside. I guess I'd be less tired if I took the railroad from here to Alice and switched from there to Pegasus. I know it'll take about three or four days to get to Alice, but there are plenty of lodging in the railroad town, so I think we can get enough rest."
As he says, Solomon advances his fingers along the line, and lands them from the station town of the Holy Country of Alice Farius, in the mountains where the heavenly Abandoned Capital is located when fluttered and his fingers are released.
Mira follows the name of the city on the track with a glimpse of its road map and eventually looks up as if she has regained herself.
"The railroad!?
Such means of mobility did not exist at the time. The players were floating continents, and the locals had carriages or boats as a means of getting around at best. Mira laughs at the creeps, wondering how much technological innovation would make her feel, and eventually slaps her desk like she's excited.
"It's good, it's good. It's a masterpiece! I didn't know there was even a railroad anymore. No, there are ships flying, so naturally!
"Alas, I already knew about the airship. One less surprise story."
I don't care about Shaggu Mira, and Solomon unfortunately leaks his voice against Mira's knowledge of the new technology crystal, the airship.
Then Mira, who has finished sneezing all the way, sends a hot gaze to Solomon for details. Solomon nodded one thing and explained it succinctly to answer that expectation.
The Continental Railway was also a gift of magic engineering, and the lines deployed in the early days were laid to connect the Three Kingdoms. The station district, which was given its own authority by the Three Kingdoms, exercises control over all matters relating to its control and entry and exit, and is accredited as a special territory. There are many users now, and the towns and villages near the railways are flourishing a lot.
"You're familiar with it for a long time. Then let's go to Alice by rail next time... I'll always say so. There was another destination."
Having decided to travel by rail in his heart, Mira retrieves the map from the item box and spreads it over the road map, recalling the clues he stumbles upon.
"This..., what is it? It's marked all seasons of the woods."
Now it was Solomon's turn to ask questions. The center of the continent, where the mountains collide, is marked red. Solomon, blind to all, turned his gaze to Mira early.
"I told you about Chimera Clozen before. I just met him the other day."
With that said, Mira gave details of what happened after she left the Tendemon Labyrinth. The fact that I followed you through the woods, the fact that a man was attacked by the young spirits of the lake, and the appearance of a Yin Yang magician to prevent it. And the man was an organization that was opposed to Chimera Clozen, and I wondered if he was involved with a similar Nyanmaru magician. Then he talks to the captain of the men and explains to them where he is based.
"Thanks to the medal I received from the Lord, I was able to prove myself. As a result, they told me where they were based!
To Mira, who laughs at her teasing, Solomon stares at the red note with a somewhat surprising look. That wasn't an early use of the medal. Rather, I'm glad the medal helped Mira. What surprised Solomon was the name of the opposing organization that was in Mira's description.
"Are they really calling themselves the Fifty Bells League?
Solomon asking again. Mira, by contrast, gave Solomon a somewhat difficult look with a wrinkle between her eyebrows.
"Well, then, what, is there something?
Ask so. Solomon nods small and takes the booklet out of his desk drawer and lays it further on the map. The cover of the booklet said 'Protect the Spirit-dwelling environment'.
"Shall we protect the environment? An environmental protection brochure or something. What's wrong with this?
Mira takes the booklet and rolls it all over. The contents are precisely what we call details on the charitable activities of environmental protection organisations, and just where the aid is sent.
But Mira paid attention to the name of the destination. The names of the environmental protection groups listed as destinations for each of the three Shinto kingdoms became the Fifty Bells Federation.
"What's this... what's this all about?
"As you can see. When it comes to the Fifty Bells Federation, it is a widely known charity throughout the continent, launched to protect the natural environment. The activity itself is solid, and the forest north of Grimdart, where most of the spirits I mentioned earlier were caught, is protected by the hands of this Fifty Bells Federation. So that the Spirit can come home at any time. They scatter negative accumulations of spirits and plant spiritual trees because they're gone. The same goes for other places. He has a proven track record, a spirit of mercy, and organizational skills. As a commissioner, there must be some people in this city.
This is the publicly known figure of the Fifty Bells League. If what you see and what you hear is true, those who speak the pseudonyms of that color must be the ones behind this organization. "
"Hmm... I didn't know there was such a side to it."
This exchange of information allows Solomon to know the face behind the Fifty Bells League, and Mira to know the face of the table. And I'm convinced. No matter how much protection we strive for, the spirits will not return in the end and the environment will not be stable unless we reject the roots of the scourge. The member Mira met in the woods is an executive force for that purpose.
"I can't say absolutely because I didn't exactly look into it, but from your story, the odds of it being so seem high. But if you think about it, Chimera Clozen is certainly not the most abominable because it's such a massive organization working to protect the environment. Then I wonder if it would be surprising to have a department that opposes it by force. However, there will be countries out there that will be vigilant when it becomes an armed organization, not a charity. Considering that, I think it's a good cover."
The Fifty Bells Coalition is pushing forward environmental protection to extend its range of activities throughout the continent. As Solomon puts it, even if we had a major nickname for watching over and driving away chimeric closens, which are enemies of the Spirit, we would not have been able to deploy them as widely as we do now in the form of armed groups. Mira, too, when she agrees to it, closes the booklet and releases it on her desk.
"I wonder which one of you is who you really are. Do you want to protect the environment in which the Spirit dwells, or do you want to annihilate Chimera Clozen? Well, from what you've said, it seems harmless, and if that's the case, I'd be happy to raise the amount of aid a little bit."
"Ho, did you send it?"
"Of course I do. Protecting the environment means protecting the Spirit. Speaking of spirits, you're a friend of the magician. As the kingdom of Al Qaeda, there's no way we're not going to cooperate."
"Sure, I do"
The kingdom of Alkite, famous as the land of magicians. Though intentional, there is no doubt that supporting the Fifty Bells League, which protects the habitat of its good neighbor, the Spirit, will make a better impression both internally and externally. Rather, it would not be possible for such a country not to support it. But now that the activity behind it is known, we also see the possibility that one day the Fifty Bells Federation will destroy Chimera Clozen. That would also result in some fruitful situation for the supporters.
When Solomon calculates that, he thinks about adjusting his monthly expenses. And that also had another thought. If Mira showed the medal, the opponent would have noticed who was behind it. It also conveys the existence of armed groups of the Fifty Bells League that kept it secret. On top of that I revealed my home base. Solomon receives this as a message. And raise the aid as consent for cooperation. After that, you can wait for contact from the other side.
Solomon laughs inside and looks down at the map with the home of the Fifty Bells Federation, saying you've returned with another great souvenir.
"There are many spirits in the woods of all seasons, and if you have the strength to fight, you can also protect the spirits at the same time by basing them there. If only we had the means to travel, it would make sense."
"Um, without a home base, the Four Seasons Forest would have been a great hunting ground for Chimera, no matter what you think"
The forest of the four seasons is a paradise and a sanctuary for the spirits. With so many spirits living, it can also be considered a paradise for chimeric closens aimed at spirits. But now the Fifty Bells Federation was based there, creating a situation where I couldn't help it. Though there are difficulties with transportation given this, it would seem to be the best hand.
So Mira thought. There are two destinations, both north of the Kingdom of Al Qaeda, but the distance between the centre to the east of the continent and it is vast. You can't stop by like the Tendemon Labyrinth.
"By the way, which do you think the Lord should do from the abandoned capital of heaven or the woods of the four seasons?
As for Mira herself, I was thinking of putting the Four Seasons Forest behind me until the wagon was complete, but when I asked her to try that, Solomon gently spinned the chair,
"Hmm, I guess it's fine from heavenly abandoned capital. It will take some time to identify the age even after the wood chips have been collected. I wonder if I could use that time in the woods all season."
Suggest with a smile. Mira certainly wouldn't have much time to wait for that, then she glances at Solomon.
"How far are you going to treat me?
Solomon's idea is to cut down on time, which can also be rest. When Mira noticed and stuffed, Solomon purposely raised her mouth angle and giggled.
"Either way, you're not the type to stay still. If you think of it as a railroad trip, isn't it bad? Each station has a variety of different features and I think you can enjoy them. There are many different kinds of station valves and so on that have their own taste."
"Um, well... that's another thing."
That's what Mira thinks of the scene. Attach an excellent station valve overlooking the landscape from the window. That certainly wasn't bad, and Mira's feelings began to thrive.
"Fine. This time, let's try to get on the Lord's plan."
"You should feel the spread of this world. Yeah, and I'll tell Leonil at Karanak what happened earlier. He also helped me find a mysterious Yin Yang magician, but he moaned that the more I looked into it, the more information that appeared, the more I couldn't get rid of it. Sounds like a lot of dummies are being flushed. Well, if I found out you didn't specialize in intelligence, you might be able to purchase some deep information later."
Solomon narrows his eyes with an evil, skillful look that is not only apparent, he said. Coincidentally, a young adventurous girl grabbed the face behind Leonil's uncertain Fifty Bells League when it came to intelligence. Solomon smiles joyfully, wondering how he might suddenly find great information even when he hangs on his prestige.
"Speaking of which, I was told this matter was as secret as possible. Are you okay?
"You can rest assured around there. It's information that isn't on the table while we're working so far. I know it's been tough for a long time, but I even told you where I'm from. If you showed me the medal, you'd know better than to pass it on to me. Still, if anything happens, it's on me. You don't have to worry."
"Why, was that medal even signed by your Lord?
"Well, maybe I did."
Solomon, who said so, went on to say, "Take care of it," and kept himself in his back. When he said it loudly, Mira retrieves the map and throws herself on the couch.
"First of all, I guess this concludes the debriefing. It's time, too, and how about lunch with us?
"Hmm, is it that time already? Well, I'll bring it to you, so no problem."
As Solomon said as he cleaned up his desk, Mira took the basket out of the item box with a doya face.
Mira turns her chest back like she won and puts her basket on the table in front of the couch, showing off her pride. Solomon stares into the basket.
"Could that be... a beloved wife lunch box!?
"Bye!
I answer clearly, even though I'm just a little shy. That's the basket Mariana gave me to go out. Glimpsing Solomon as if provoking, Mira opened that basket.
"I've been working on it for a long time."
Solomon admires its content. In the basket, the balance, of course, was rich in colour, overflowing with love for the eater.
"Fine. I'm not gonna do it."
When Mira made the declaration of affectionate solitude early, Solomon called the maid with a slight pity on her shoulder and gave instructions that she would have lunch in the office.
A little bit later, when the samurai brought in the meal, they slowed down the moment with their bickering.
After lunch, enjoying a cup of fine tea for the kings, as Solomon remembered, who had confirmed the current time.
"Speaking of which, Silverside's departure time for Alice should have been only noon"
That's what I say. Then I got up and started fishing the shelves like I was looking for something. Mira casually looks at Solomon like that and opens a menu of bracelets. The time indicated is 2: 30 PM. Just around noon. From what I checked on the road map earlier, it will be over evening to reach Silverside even if you leave now. Naturally, there's no way we're gonna make it.
"What, you only come once a day? It's like the country."
"I've had enough of this. When the railroad first came through, it was one a week."
"Hmm. Well, it wasn't what it used to be, and that's what it is. But by noon, what time will that be?
"Hmm, I don't know. It's not exactly determined by the approximate time. There it is."
Solomon, who pulled the booklet out of the shelf while answering Mira's question, releases it to Mira. As she spreads the booklet that fell on her lap aimlessly, Mira wraps the page around to see what it is.
"Is this... a timetable?
"Well, that's the place. It's a rough announcement. So check it out."
That's what they say. Mira checks the departure time for Silverside. The table I found with a few rolls shows the right circulation line, 8: 00 a.m. Left circulation line, it said Noon-3 noon.
"It's a big mess."
"You don't seem to be able to operate exactly every minute or second of a rock yet. Still, without it, it's a difference between cloud mud and mud."
"Either way, I'm not going to be able to ride today."
When Mira closes the menu and booklet, she drinks the rest of the fine tea all the way down and lays on the couch.
"Then you can take tomorrow's flight. You'll be able to get over there at night if we get out of here. Why don't we just stay there for a night? Like I said, the station has plenty of inns, so I guess we'll have a nice night."
Solomon says, placing three pieces of gold coins on Mira's chest lying on her back.
"This is the military money for this one. I'm counting on your work."
"... Hmm, let's try to meet the minimum."
A deliberate glance at the winking Solomon, Mira explored her chest and received the gold coin and threw it into her waist pouch.
"So, do you want to go bumpy? If you can't make it in time, I want to enjoy a night at the inn."
Mira wakes herself up from the couch and gently trims her clothes. I decided to stay overnight at the station today. However, if it stays slow, it will fall asleep as soon as it arrives in the station town, and the next day it will be on a schedule chased to the time of taking the railroad, etc. Then get to your destination early and slowly stretch out your feathers at the inn to taste the food. Mira decides in her heart to enjoy something called such a trip.
"Maybe that's a good idea. Even from here to Silverside, there is quite a bit. The inn should be lined up around the station, so you can go for the station when you get there."
"Hmm, okay. See you later."
"Yeah, I'll see you later"
Mira waves gently with her back turned when she opens the door. When Solomon sat in his chair looking out at the closing door, he lined up various documents to resume his work as king.
In an attempt to forgive him even as soon as possible, Mira turns after Sosa and Alkaite Castle. Summon Pegasus in the square in front of the castle gate and fly straight for Silverside.
Your next destination is a long way off. Coming back next will be over a week away. Mira looked around at the five-row mechanism, and the tour looked unfortunately at the growing streets another time.