Chapter 40: Glen
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Chapter 40: Glen
After marching non-stop for three days and nights, they finally arrived at the port city of Tririn.
It seemed nonsensical to call it a port city since one couldnt even see the sea from here, but the ships anchored here were airships that didnt need the sea.
The significance of airships in this world was somewhat unique.
Due to the lack of communication and transportation technology, administrative power couldnt expand everywhere. The area between cities was almost lawless, and only major cities, including the capital where the police were deployed, maintained a security level that allowed for safe travel at night.
The existence of airships, which could move, avoiding the creatures crawling on the ground and the hands of unique individuals, carried a value so strategic that it was highly regarded.
Thus, it was only natural that many cities competed to secure airship docking facilities.
Tririn, the first to be allotted an airship route, was a city the Emperor had been keeping an eye on, especially for its role in dealing with creatures coming over the Makal Mountains.
While walking, Shiron listened to Berta explain why Tririn became the only port city in the inland region, and he looked around at the scenery.
Perhaps because it was quite far from the magic capital, instead of white snow, there were lush green plants, and instead of bone-chilling cold, warm sunlight tickled their faces.
And then.
Suddenly, they came face-to-face with a tall hill.
At its peak.
Gooooo-
As if the sky itself became the sea, massive airships asserted their presence with their boat bells ringing through the air.
Its amazing There are really ships floating in the sky.
It was natural for first-timers like Lucia to be captivated. Lucia looked up at the sky with sparkling eyes.
Right? I knew youd love it.
Siriel showed pure joy at Lucias admiring reaction. Indeed, the hard three-day ride without a break had been worth it.
The sight of dozens of whale-like steel structures floating made it evident that the long passage of time had contributed to the progression of civilization.
Shiron, too, stared intently upward. His eyes were filled with the same wonder he had when he encountered the mystery of a blades aura.
He had been on planes in his past life, but boarding an airship, a product of the old era, especially one that flew using sails to ride the currents, made his heart race from excitement despite the fatigue of the past few days.
However, despite his racing heart, a bitter smile emerged due to the subtle discord.
It lacks roots.
Shiron clicked his tongue in disappointment. The shock he felt seeing the demons roaming the old castle, and this was very different.
No matter how I think about it, this doesnt make sense. Airships in a fantasy setting? Even if its a unique game setting, the areas near the Dawn Castle are just slightly better than medieval
Whether Johan knew of Shirons thoughts or not, he smiled, watching the children make various expressions.
Amazing, right?
Johan gazed at the airships in the sky and continued.
Its a product developed over a long time in the Research and Planning Department. It was completed a few years ago, and thanks to that, the travel time between here, Tririn, and the capital has been greatly reduced.
There seem to be a lot of these ships for something that was only completed a few years ago?
Shiron shifted his gaze from the sky and asked Johan. His curiosity always demanded immediate answers. It was times like this when appearing as a child came in handy.
Ha! Thats an unexpected question.
Johan chuckled, stroking his beard, showing a hint of regret.
How can we leave a friend whos feeling unwell?
Siriel held Lucias pale hand and said. It was a pity, especially remembering Lucia, who hadnt been able to hide her joy at the prospect of the airships takeoff.
Im fine, too.
Shiron, from the other side, also held Lucias hand.
Im sorry because of me
A smile spread across Lucias pale face.
You dont need to be sorry. How can we leave our precious little sister?
I should be thanking you, actually.
Shiron smiled warmly. An unexpected affection-boosting event. He couldnt miss this rare opportunity.
The Demon Realm.
A strange place where day and night existed simultaneously. Also known as the land that offered death to those without magic, it stretched endlessly beyond the Makal Mountains that split the world.
It was strange that the landscape changed so drastically with just one mountain range, but the Demon Realm was such a place.
A woman in out-of-place attire walked in the wasteland.
Black dress, red hair, and a horn on her left side next to vertically slit pupils that clearly indicated she wasnt human.
She was just walking, but nobody dared approach within several hundred meters of her.
Grrr- Click-
But occasionally, creatures either too brave or too foolish would block her path.
A monster, large enough to grab a frail-looking demon with one hand, drooled at the sight of her.
But she had no problem.
For hundreds of years, shed crossed the mountain range alone and faced such threats countless times in the Demon Realm.
Her method was simple. The demon clapped her hands in front of her.
Snap-
Sizzle!!
Countless ice spikes formed in mid-air and stabbed downward. The monster that blocked her way was pierced and torn beyond recognition.
Magic originally involved using mana to manifest imagination into reality. Through chants or spell circles, clearer images could be manifested, but the demon, having honed her mana over hundreds of years, didnt need such aids.
Eventually,
She arrived at her destination.
A campfire, isolated in the wasteland like a lone island.
Beside it, a man gazing at the stars with the sky as his roof was present.
Master, Im here.
The man, startled by the unexpected visitor, sat up.
A letter.
Glen knew why she had come.
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Chapter 40: Glen
After marching non-stop for three days and nights, they finally arrived at the port city of Tririn.
It seemed nonsensical to call it a port city since one couldnt even see the sea from here, but the ships anchored here were airships that didnt need the sea.
The significance of airships in this world was somewhat unique.
Due to the lack of communication and transportation technology, administrative power couldnt expand everywhere. The area between cities was almost lawless, and only major cities, including the capital where the police were deployed, maintained a security level that allowed for safe travel at night.
The existence of airships, which could move, avoiding the creatures crawling on the ground and the hands of unique individuals, carried a value so strategic that it was highly regarded.
Thus, it was only natural that many cities competed to secure airship docking facilities.
Tririn, the first to be allotted an airship route, was a city the Emperor had been keeping an eye on, especially for its role in dealing with creatures coming over the Makal Mountains.
While walking, Shiron listened to Berta explain why Tririn became the only port city in the inland region, and he looked around at the scenery.
Perhaps because it was quite far from the magic capital, instead of white snow, there were lush green plants, and instead of bone-chilling cold, warm sunlight tickled their faces.
And then.
Suddenly, they came face-to-face with a tall hill.
At its peak.
Gooooo-
As if the sky itself became the sea, massive airships asserted their presence with their boat bells ringing through the air.
Its amazing There are really ships floating in the sky.
It was natural for first-timers like Lucia to be captivated. Lucia looked up at the sky with sparkling eyes.
Right? I knew youd love it.
Siriel showed pure joy at Lucias admiring reaction. Indeed, the hard three-day ride without a break had been worth it.
The sight of dozens of whale-like steel structures floating made it evident that the long passage of time had contributed to the progression of civilization.
Shiron, too, stared intently upward. His eyes were filled with the same wonder he had when he encountered the mystery of a blades aura.
He had been on planes in his past life, but boarding an airship, a product of the old era, especially one that flew using sails to ride the currents, made his heart race from excitement despite the fatigue of the past few days.
However, despite his racing heart, a bitter smile emerged due to the subtle discord.
It lacks roots.
Shiron clicked his tongue in disappointment. The shock he felt seeing the demons roaming the old castle, and this was very different.
No matter how I think about it, this doesnt make sense. Airships in a fantasy setting? Even if its a unique game setting, the areas near the Dawn Castle are just slightly better than medieval
Whether Johan knew of Shirons thoughts or not, he smiled, watching the children make various expressions.
Amazing, right?
Johan gazed at the airships in the sky and continued.
Its a product developed over a long time in the Research and Planning Department. It was completed a few years ago, and thanks to that, the travel time between here, Tririn, and the capital has been greatly reduced.
There seem to be a lot of these ships for something that was only completed a few years ago?
Shiron shifted his gaze from the sky and asked Johan. His curiosity always demanded immediate answers. It was times like this when appearing as a child came in handy.
Ha! Thats an unexpected question.
Johan chuckled, stroking his beard, showing a hint of regret.
How can we leave a friend whos feeling unwell?
Siriel held Lucias pale hand and said. It was a pity, especially remembering Lucia, who hadnt been able to hide her joy at the prospect of the airships takeoff.
Im fine, too.
Shiron, from the other side, also held Lucias hand.
Im sorry because of me
A smile spread across Lucias pale face.
You dont need to be sorry. How can we leave our precious little sister?
I should be thanking you, actually.
Shiron smiled warmly. An unexpected affection-boosting event. He couldnt miss this rare opportunity.
The Demon Realm.
A strange place where day and night existed simultaneously. Also known as the land that offered death to those without magic, it stretched endlessly beyond the Makal Mountains that split the world.
It was strange that the landscape changed so drastically with just one mountain range, but the Demon Realm was such a place.
A woman in out-of-place attire walked in the wasteland.
Black dress, red hair, and a horn on her left side next to vertically slit pupils that clearly indicated she wasnt human.
She was just walking, but nobody dared approach within several hundred meters of her.
Grrr- Click-
But occasionally, creatures either too brave or too foolish would block her path.
A monster, large enough to grab a frail-looking demon with one hand, drooled at the sight of her.
But she had no problem.
For hundreds of years, shed crossed the mountain range alone and faced such threats countless times in the Demon Realm.
Her method was simple. The demon clapped her hands in front of her.
Snap-
Sizzle!!
Countless ice spikes formed in mid-air and stabbed downward. The monster that blocked her way was pierced and torn beyond recognition.
Magic originally involved using mana to manifest imagination into reality. Through chants or spell circles, clearer images could be manifested, but the demon, having honed her mana over hundreds of years, didnt need such aids.
Eventually,
She arrived at her destination.
A campfire, isolated in the wasteland like a lone island.
Beside it, a man gazing at the stars with the sky as his roof was present.
Master, Im here.
The man, startled by the unexpected visitor, sat up.
A letter.
Glen knew why she had come.
Chapter 40: GlenAfter marching non-stop for three days and nights, they finally arrived at the port city of Tririn.It seemed nonsensical to call it a port city since one couldnt even see the sea from here, but the ships anchored here were airships that didnt need the sea.The significance of airships in this world was somewhat unique.Due to the lack of communication and transportation technology, administrative power couldnt expand everywhere. The area between cities was almost lawless, and only major cities, including the capital where the police were deployed, maintained a security level that allowed for safe travel at night.The existence of airships, which could move, avoiding the creatures crawling on the ground and the hands of unique individuals, carried a value so strategic that it was highly regarded.Thus, it was only natural that many cities competed to secure airship docking facilities.Tririn, the first to be allotted an airship route, was a city the Emperor had been keeping an eye on, especially for its role in dealing with creatures coming over the Makal Mountains.While walking, Shiron listened to Berta explain why Tririn became the only port city in the inland region, and he looked around at the scenery.Perhaps because it was quite far from the magic capital, instead of white snow, there were lush green plants, and instead of bone-chilling cold, warm sunlight tickled their faces.And then.Suddenly, they came face-to-face with a tall hill.At its peak.Gooooo-As if the sky itself became the sea, massive airships asserted their presence with their boat bells ringing through the air.Its amazing There are really ships floating in the sky.It was natural for first-timers like Lucia to be captivated. Lucia looked up at the sky with sparkling eyes.Right? I knew youd love it.Siriel showed pure joy at Lucias admiring reaction. Indeed, the hard three-day ride without a break had been worth it.The sight of dozens of whale-like steel structures floating made it evident that the long passage of time had contributed to the progression of civilization.Shiron, too, stared intently upward. His eyes were filled with the same wonder he had when he encountered the mystery of a blades aura.He had been on planes in his past life, but boarding an airship, a product of the old era, especially one that flew using sails to ride the currents, made his heart race from excitement despite the fatigue of the past few days.However, despite his racing heart, a bitter smile emerged due to the subtle discord.It lacks roots.Shiron clicked his tongue in disappointment. The shock he felt seeing the demons roaming the old castle, and this was very different.No matter how I think about it, this doesnt make sense. Airships in a fantasy setting? Even if its a unique game setting, the areas near the Dawn Castle are just slightly better than medievalWhether Johan knew of Shirons thoughts or not, he smiled, watching the children make various expressions.Amazing, right?Johan gazed at the airships in the sky and continued.Its a product developed over a long time in the Research and Planning Department. It was completed a few years ago, and thanks to that, the travel time between here, Tririn, and the capital has been greatly reduced.There seem to be a lot of these ships for something that was only completed a few years ago?Shiron shifted his gaze from the sky and asked Johan. His curiosity always demanded immediate answers. It was times like this when appearing as a child came in handy.Ha! Thats an unexpected question.Johan chuckled, stroking his beard, showing a hint of regret.How can we leave a friend whos feeling unwell?Siriel held Lucias pale hand and said. It was a pity, especially remembering Lucia, who hadnt been able to hide her joy at the prospect of the airships takeoff.Im fine, too.Shiron, from the other side, also held Lucias hand.Im sorry because of meA smile spread across Lucias pale face.You dont need to be sorry. How can we leave our precious little sister?I should be thanking you, actually.Shiron smiled warmly. An unexpected affection-boosting event. He couldnt miss this rare opportunity.The Demon Realm.A strange place where day and night existed simultaneously. Also known as the land that offered death to those without magic, it stretched endlessly beyond the Makal Mountains that split the world.It was strange that the landscape changed so drastically with just one mountain range, but the Demon Realm was such a place.A woman in out-of-place attire walked in the wasteland.Black dress, red hair, and a horn on her left side next to vertically slit pupils that clearly indicated she wasnt human.She was just walking, but nobody dared approach within several hundred meters of her.Grrr- Click-But occasionally, creatures either too brave or too foolish would block her path.A monster, large enough to grab a frail-looking demon with one hand, drooled at the sight of her.But she had no problem.For hundreds of years, shed crossed the mountain range alone and faced such threats countless times in the Demon Realm.Her method was simple. The demon clapped her hands in front of her.Snap-Sizzle!!Countless ice spikes formed in mid-air and stabbed downward. The monster that blocked her way was pierced and torn beyond recognition.Magic originally involved using mana to manifest imagination into reality. Through chants or spell circles, clearer images could be manifested, but the demon, having honed her mana over hundreds of years, didnt need such aids.Eventually,She arrived at her destination.A campfire, isolated in the wasteland like a lone island.Beside it, a man gazing at the stars with the sky as his roof was present.Master, Im here.The man, startled by the unexpected visitor, sat up.A letter.Glen knew why she had come.
