Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

"We built it ourselves... it's really flying."

I could hear someone packing on the bridge leaking those words.

From the underground installations, the battleship, which blew up the ground part and took off, showed its destructive power until it was overwhelming, then continued to sail smoothly over the tempestuous forest toward the demonic realm as it gradually increased its altitude.

From the hole drilled, the two ships, which were accompanying ships, had also taken off to follow through remotely from, and this one had followed the rear at the same speed, some distance from, and their position and circumstances had been communicated to the bridge of.

"No accompanying ship flight problems. The dragon cavalry on board doesn't seem to have a problem either."

"The escort of this ship over there is our mission. The equipment is also slightly poorer and, above all, due to its remoteness, there are few crew members other than dragon cavalry. You know, it wouldn't be very pleasant."

Lakes, the captain, squeals that sentiment.

Even though we know it is properly operated from, the sight of only various equipment moving on its own on a bridge with no one is still creepy, even if we think modestly, and the dragon cavalry being put on such a ship still seems to have a little sympathy even though it is a mission.

"Altitude, location check, illuminate the map"

"On board, maintain alert level inside. The ship is currently flying smoothly."

The cycle of directives being issued one after the other, personnel checking them running around and the final confirmation being carried out by Lakes, the captain, is repeated.

In the meantime, all Lianya can do is watch.

This troublesome check of hands and so on is what Lianya does not like, as well as the part where Shion standing beside him is estranged.

Flau might be somewhat of an adaptable job, but this one stays on Lianya's lap, just keeping an eye on what's going on around him and not trying to get his hands on it.

While doing so, a number of directives are transferred to implementation, the results of which are put back at Lakes' disposal, and Lakes, who has often pondered the results, draws one conclusion.

"Gentlemen, the ship decides that it is sailing smoothly. Therefore, the level of alert on board shall be reduced to low, and rest and free movement shall be permitted in respect of persons other than those on duty"

"Hey, hey, come on."

Lianya, listening to Lakes, waited for Lakes from the top of the chair.

Leaning his little neck as he looks back, Lianya talks to Lakes silently asking him what was going on, in a tone as if to confirm.

"Whoa, we're going to invade the demonic realm and defeat the demon king, right?

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That's what the final goal of the operation is.

Let Lakes answer Lianya's question instantly.

The crew around them also decided to keep asking questions as they each snorted heavily.

"This ship is flying towards the demonic realm, isn't it?

You're right, Count.

"What do you mean, lower the alert level?

It was a completely incomprehensible story to Lianya that she was going to go to enemy land, but that the instruction to lower it anyway if she raised the level of vigilance.

Moreover, according to the explanation that Lianya had received beforehand, the alert level is only three stages: high school and low, and low is the lowest alert level.

It was Lianya's question whether she was too relaxed, but Lakes, in contrast, let her present the answer with a smoothness as if she had prepared the answer beforehand.

"Count, see what's going on out there"

Lianya looks out from the bridge window to the view outside when told.

That said, all you can see from the tallest bridge window is the blue sky and white clouds flying over the woods, which is not necessarily the scenery that looks good.

"We're flying in the sky now. I was just thinking about the assignment during such a rare experience, without so much morale, without so much work..."

"Hey, Grandpa?

"Aren't you going to notice something?

After coughing up one more thing, Lianya looks out the window again to the words of Lakes she has been asking and wonders if she realizes anything.

"Speaking of which... compared to flying with Emil to Klinge, I don't feel strangely diseased."

You're absolutely right.

It seems that Lianya's words were the answer that Lakes wanted, and when Lakes put his hand on his chest, he showed Lianya with his head folded correctly down.

"The flying technique used on this ship is the development of the technique I used when I flew the city with my master before. It's a technique that improves the conversion efficiency of magic to ensure a stable flight without forcing the master's body."

Flau explains it from above his knees, but as far as that explanation is concerned, its development is not a bad thing, and it is still incomprehensible to Lianya in what way that in itself leads to Lakes lowering his alert level.

Lotus Yakiya waits for Frau to explain, wondering if that would also be explained in any way.

"The development of the procedure ended with success. It's just... I figured because I wanted stability and conversion efficiency, the part that I sacrificed came out."

"What did you sacrifice?

It is Lianya, who does not have a very good image of the word sacrifice.

To Lianya, who feared that she might have meditated her eyes on something extraordinary, Frau told her pale what she had sacrificed.

"I can't make it."

"What?

To Lianya, who rehearses the words spoken by Frau, Frau slowly and slowly tells him again that he made that sacrifice so that he could not be mistaken to hear it.

"That's why I sacrificed speed. This ship has no speed at all."

Once again Lianya looks out the window when told.

It was only the sky and the clouds that were flowing out the window, but if we looked at that view again after hearing Frau's words, it certainly seemed to be flowing slowly.

It is Lianya, who flew one Demonic city before and couldn't afford to look around when she brought Emil back from Demonic realm to Klinge, but if you ask me, it does seem that the ship she is currently on is progressing more slowly than the speed she somehow felt at that time.

"The forest of temper, as the Count knows, is very vast."

Lianya knows that too.

If there were so many extensive forests in the former world where so many trees flourished, the forests that separated the demons from the other races in this world were so vast that they wondered if all sorts of problems would be solved at once.

"What do you want to say, it'll probably take a lot of time just to get through the woods"

"The original view was that it would take about 30 to 40 hours."

Pretty long, it was felt by Lianya.

"It's easy to order the soldiers to remain constantly nervous for such a long time, but do you think they can fulfill it?

Lianya's answer to Lakes' inquiry was clear.

There's no way I can do that.

No matter how trained a soldier he was, it was only known that he could concentrate completely, otherwise he had to give him some rest, and whatever his body was, he might have become mentally useless.

"So until the time you need, if you admit to relaxing to some degree, you'll also have the possibility to take unexpected unconsciousness when it comes to fighting."

The words of Lakes were reasonable to Lianya.

Sometimes a string of tense bows doesn't work properly when the spirit of a person also has to remain tense so that it can become useless when it comes to having trouble.

Therefore, it seems that the commanders of this ship, including Lakes, should be loosened where it should be loosened.

That was it, and Lianya stopped pursuing it any further, wondering if it was also something to be acknowledged.

The crew that had packed Lianya's reaction on the bridge informed the crew by placing further notice of whether they thought their claim had been accepted on the air.

"From the present time onboard liquor insurance and canteen operations are permitted"

"Huh?"

It is Lianya who wonders if it would be some kind of mishearing, but I found out in the language of the on-premises broadcast that it was not a mishearing.

"As far as payment is concerned, it is predetermined that the three species will have this: the people, the elves and the beasts. Gentlemen, you can use whatever you want!

If you want to make a scene before the battle, you can't even understand it as Lianya.

However, there was not a part of me that wondered what it was like to be able to eat and drink all you wanted in the purse of the state.

"It seems that this has been decided upon by her mother, Emperor Elf, and Her Majesty the Queen of the Beasts, so there is no curtain for us to leave."

That's what Theon says as he smiles bitterly as he hears cheering somewhere on the ship.

"From all over the observatory to the ship. Currently, each observatory is being released because the alert level has been set to low. Why not indulge in the sights that you will only see once in your life from all over the ship?

"Hey, this isn't it, is it?

"I don't know what it feels like, but I was wondering?

From the bridge where Lian Mita is located, the hull itself is disturbed and the surface is not visible.

To make up for it, observatories are set up all over the hull, so that the soldiers of the so-called watchmen report the surrounding conditions from there, but based on the content of the current streamed onboard broadcast, it is Lotus Yama who feels like she is being treated like an observatory in a tourist destination and can't help it.

In fact, I'm not willing to complain if you take the information you need to the bridge when you need it even if you use it that way, but I still can't stop Lianya from wondering if it's any different.

"Shh, I thought you could miss it because it's all about the economy."

"Master, don't worry too much about it. I think that's what soldiers for war are for."

I'm going to have a subtle take on whether Theon and Frau are following me or not.

Though I did not intend to reprimand or be shy about this otherwise, it became a very loose atmosphere, which I think was Lianya with an elbow on the elbow of the chair and a cheek wand, etc.