Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

"There was a mix of demonic monsters in the massive outbreak that pushed me to the village, and he said that Sora-kun's grandfather halted his movements with magic tricks. And that demon tribe should still remain suspended now...... It's hard to believe, no matter how many times I hear it."

To Oren's words, which still sound suspicious, Thor turned away from the flowing clouds and turned his gaze back.

Again, it's certainly a good idea to get those thoughts.

"This is all I have to ask you to actually see."

"There's no certainty as to whether it's really the Demons in the first place, is there?

"Yeah, but I think you'll probably live up to your expectations."

Thor's certainty had come from Sora's attitude.

When he met the Demons in the subterranean prison's flaming hierarchy, Sola showed enough agitation to modulate.

Sure, the look of the monster I saw up close was creepy, but to that extent, Sola is not so delicate as to scare me.

The country-grown girl severely disturbed her mind, probably because she looked familiar to her, as did Thor.

Besides, unlike Tor, whose memory is fading over the years, it's only happened six months ago for Sola.

It was an abominable past, but it is a conclusion that it might be difficult to mistakenly see an existence that had made an impression so far.

Oren blinked a few times before raising her voice because of the wind blowing through her ear that didn't hear her well.

"I'm sorry if I offended you. It seems too convenient for me to suspect. By the way, how much longer is it going to take to get to that village?

"I know it's time to see it, but it's been a while."

Today, the Tors were in the midst of an empty journey by a dragon boat.

Oren's request to see the Demon Clan now led him to leave with a great deal of clap.

Of course not the kind of time you're stopping by to refrain from rematching the Labyrinth Lord who protects the Great Pit.

We should have focused at least a little on special training now.

But Oren, who heard Thor's explanation, leaked a certain word.

"Normally it's hard to imagine the Demons showing up on the ground unless it's also by the Great Pit Hole. If that's true, it might have been for something else."

The home of the Tors is a lonely place like nowhere else to be seen in a small village in the mountains.

However, for more than a decade Thor was away from the village, he never met not only his own magic moves, but also one person with similar magic moves to Sola and Sola's grandfather.

It is more unnatural not to question the fact that many horribly powerful users of magic tricks are born in the same place.

I had asked the old man of the priest about it in his lifetime, but only an ambiguous response came back.

Maybe we can get something out of it by unraveling our origins and the aims of the Demons.

And it could be a new weapon to stand up to that unrivalled black skeleton.

It was from such motives that the Tors accompanied this investigation.

"Are you okay, Sola?

"Yeah, Tor's the one who's okay?

Sola, sitting behind her, gave a natural grin to Thor's words as she turned around and cared.

In its arms, a solid white wrap is held in it.

An item that Thor had brought from his costume shelf before he left was housed there.

"I'm already on my feet.... Don't push it. Rely on me as soon as it gets hard."

"Hehe, that Tor is totally reliable. I miss you as a sister, but I'm so happy for you."

The girl with one eye tilts her body slightly so that she can hear the hustle behind her.

"And I'm so busy with it, I might not have time to be snuggly."

"Oh--, look! Grandma Yu. Something's going on!

"That's......, that's a lot of big birds! I've never seen that before, Mr. Mum. Is it a kind of monster?"

"Where, where! Show me, too, Euril."

"Don't push, Audrey. Because it's small. Hey, don't break out. You're going to fall!"

Apparently, the Grey Ear lady has the habit of getting excited soon after being on the sky.

Noisy at the stern of the canoe was Orrindor, a pharmacist who, in addition to the two usual Euril and Moo, is also an authority in botany.

The investigation of the demonic tribe, which is very similar to the plants, meant that they were to be accompanied this time at the request of the Adventurers Bureau.

And it is like this shake.

He said that the average person had no choice but to take the dragon boat because he rarely had a chance.

As Thor loosened his mouth to the look of the three people hitting the railing, Sola, who also had a view, accidentally pointed forward.

"Look, Tor. Don't you remember that round mountain and that pointy mountain over there?

"Oh, if you ask me. Hey, get over there! I just wanna make sure."

When Thor calls out loud, the wings of the flying dragon turn a big deflection destination.

Sora's eyes seemed certain, and that looked just like the mountains well seen from the village.

Count it backwards from there and hit the valley like that on a smudge.

And the line was able to reach a secluded shrine surrounded by deep mountains before the sun set.

Even though Tor continued to restore Fei Long's health < restore > after a good walk of more than two months when he fled, his journey home was only two days away.

The high fence that was at the entrance of the village was so decaying that there was no shadow to see.

Where the field was, grass grows on one side.

But because of that, the white bones rolling there don't seem to stand out much either.

The Tors, who descended from the Fei Long, ask Moo to ascertain the suspicious signs.

"I'm not even in Nana, To."

"You fit perfectly and brilliantly between the mountains. The entrance and exit are chopped cliffs on the left and right, and if you don't tell me, you won't really notice."

"I see, this would be less likely to be affected by the wind. Is that why you didn't like it?"

"Hmm, it's like a natural fort. No, it's better to hide."

While the two Grey Ear women and the director of the materials room each express their opinions, Thor roughly hits from the remains of the columns and walls.

"This is where Molik's house was. Then it's Rosin's house across the street."

"That's the village chief's mansion. Next to it is Kinsa."

Already the sunset was near, and darkness loomed over this place in the mountains.

Having hurried over to the traces of a former familiar house, Tor puts his hand on the ground and reads the history instantly < restore >.

Already, Thor's magic tricks were precise enough to be almost completely restored, as long as the records of the past were found.

Audrey and Oren, the first to see Tor's < restore >, dropped their luggage to the ground with a startled face.

"Let's get into trouble here today. There's just an enclosure."

The preserved meal is also reheated to finish the dinner, and the line lies so.

I immediately took a nap because of too much noise on the dragon boat.

Tor wakes up in the middle of the night and realizes that the bedding next door is empty.

Going outside, the girl was standing alone in the grass looking up at the night sky.

Thor also lines up beside it quietly.

The sky partitioned by the high mountains is pompous and deep and black.

The stars glistened together as the child grabbed innocently and threw it in there.

Thor breathed in one unusual view.

Various views come back to life behind that brain.

A row of migratory birds flying over the thatched roof.

A wheel of water wheels that cuts out the sunset.

A bunch of dragonflies chased carelessly with friends.

The figure of a father holding a shovel with a stern face and a mother smiling gently.

But that's a sight that was lost a long time ago.

Sora's hand overlapped Thor's.

They didn't say anything, just kept looking at the starry sky.