Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

The ceremony also proceeds while Lian Mita does so.

That said, if you look from Lianya, you just look down from the overhead of the participants, so you don't even know who the hell is talking about what.

Only when introducing the braves to the heads of state is it sometimes the clear stage of the kurtz, shifting the stand-up plate and widening the gap, slightly climbing out of the starboard side and watching.

Speaking of how Kurtz is, as usual, he doesn't even try to hide the boring atmosphere so that he's not at all interested in things like what's going on around him or where he's placed, and occasionally he bites his yawn to death and rubs his sleepy eyes just wondering if this boring thing will ever end sooner.

In contrast to this was Leppard.

It wasn't even in the pattern, Lotus Ya had thought, but he was very nervous with a face and was about to move too much, and even if he wanted to do one thing, Lotus Ya, who was in a terrible and unwieldy motion and was observing, would tilt his neck.

Wondering what the hell was causing Leppard to take such action, Lianya discovered the answer by continuing to observe for a while.

It was the queen among the three organizers of this ceremony, the Grand Duke, the Emperor and the Queen, who stared at Leppard's every move with a totally murderous gaze.

If there was any coarse phase, the only thing I could do to Lianya, who noticed a sight so steep that I didn't want to imagine what was waiting for her later, was just to wish Leppard well.

It was Grune who had come to the ceremony most naturally, but Lotus Yaya thinks that this was because he had nothing to think of himself in the presence of the emperor of the elves, and then there was nothing to feel about the position of the brave.

It was also originally born as an assassin, and seemed to have elements that made the liver so thick that it would never move as much as the person's gaze or the atmosphere of the field.

It is Alberto who stands in a strange mood like this.

This one didn't look nervous on the outside, it didn't look like it was swallowed by the atmosphere, but it didn't look like it when it came to whether it stood as tattered as Grune, it looked like Lianya was either exhausted and either reacting to external stimuli was a hundred million.

Since I was chosen as a brave man, this is Lianya, which I think may not be impossible given what has happened, but I get anxious that it will be okay to participate in the forthcoming battle in that way.

It was still Emil who was at the end of this ceremony with the least seriousness.

This one, with plenty of room, flatly flushed the gaze from the less favored participants, and the phonetic sound of Niyali appeared to suit his mouth. After looking up over his head and noticing Lianya's gaze, he began to do whatever he wanted with a smile and let go of the throwing kiss.

As for Lotus Ya, who knows Emil's personality, even though I thought I might have no choice, to some extent I let him do as he pleases, but since someone began to follow Emil's end of the gaze on the boulder and noticed Lotus Ya's presence, I put a little intimidation into my gaze and let Emil take care of herself before slowly losing my gaze.

"Hey Lenya. As of now, a participant near the brave seemed to have fallen after blowing quite a few bubbles?

You didn't look like me.

It is Lenya's intimidation to the point where Emil, the Demon Nation, grows older.

If the average person gets something like that decently, if he sucks, he stops breathing.

Even if it wasn't a direct hit, he decides he didn't see too much power to let go of consciousness, and Lenya sees Zion, who seems to be ready.

What you're wearing is a white dress.

Does that design come from the fact that this time it is only an announcement of engagement, or is it not so gorgeous?

The types of accessories that adorned its neck and arms, even if they were not as good as the qualities, were far from the term luxury, but they were the kind of combination that I felt was preferable based on Lianya's preference.

"What do you think?

Noticing Lianya's gaze, she opens her mouth to Shion, who asks lightly dyeing her cheeks, after a moment of conceiving what Lianya had answered, and decides to tell her what she honestly thought.

"It's a costume for a horse."

"Hmm?"

Returning a decent look from Zion, Lianya realized her failure.

Apparently, the proverb you said was a substitute that didn't make sense to the inhabitants of this world.

"Nothing. You look great. Is that Frau's choice?

"Lenya would like this."

Lotus Yaya was wrapping her tongue around her heart, seeing Sion showing her in a single spin on the spot, not only from one direction, but also because she wanted to show it as a whole.

It is to Frau's sense that he has pinpointed the preference of Lianya, while also judging Shion, whose axis does not blur at all while twisting.

In fact, Sion's choice of clothing seemed to Lianya, as somewhat plainly biased, as an outfit to be revealed before the Heads of State.

If we were to consider the subject of revelation the most, Lianya thinks we should have chosen a more elaborately decorated and luxurious dress.

However, if he narrowed down his view to one point of his preference, Theon's outfit was so sharpened that he could see that he was reading his preferences perfectly without further ado.

"Frau...... horrible guy"

"What's wrong, Lenya? Um, is something wrong after all?

Lotus Ya shook her neck sideways to reassure Shion, who would look anxious after hearing Lotus Ya whine about something.

"We're talking over here. No problem. I'm not ashamed to be a princess anywhere I put it out."

"Oh well... oh well"

To the compliment from Lianya, it was suddenly a shion with a sloppy disfigured expression, but it also caught the stiff sound of Lianya's ears ringing slightly somewhere, which she thought would be good now.

Go on, I start to hear the low, little roaring noise and see what happened to Lianya, I try to turn my gaze around, but I don't see anything like a noticeable change happening.

Lianya, who still kept thinking about the identity of the low sound she was hearing in light of the knowledge she had with her, somehow comes to think of that identity after a while.

"Looks like ventilation's started."

"Ventilation? Does ventilation mean replacing air?

The first hard sound I heard was probably the sound that was switched on somewhere.

The lowly roaring sound that followed was that of fans starting to turn somewhere and something like a ventilator being activated to replace the air in the space where Lian Yada was located with the outside air, Lian Yan stepped on.

Originally, Lotus Mita's current space was an enclosed underground space, and if no treatment was carried out, the air filled with that space would gradually stare and eventually change into something unsuitable for breathing.

That is why it was not surprising in itself that ventilation equipment was installed, but the question remains as to why it has now begun to operate.

If Flau, it was Lianya looking for that figure that she might know something, but whether it was because of the end of Shion's discipline, the figure of Flau, who had taken care of Shion until then, had disappeared nowhere.

"Lenya, what the hell is wrong with you?

"Theon, don't leave me alone for a second."

"Not a little, not even for the rest of my life"

"Don't drive too much, you..."

Even though he feels something that clenches his fist all the time and makes him slightly weakened by Shion, who theorizes, Lianya's ears and eyes explore the changes around him without alarm.

The movement of the air stroking the skin is sure to flow differently than before.

Another stiff sound reached Lianya's ear, thinking that was probably due to ventilation.

The next sound seems to be heard quite close to the earlier sound, and Lianya glances around without alarm as she takes the stance of sheltering the sion beside her back.

"Renya, we're starting to introduce the witch team downstairs."

"You can afford it when I'm on guard, Theon."

"Lenya's on guard."

There's no way I'm happy to put my full confidence in you. It's Lianya.

Still, I noticed a change when Lianya's gaze turned to my feet that I thought I should be alert to even for a little while.

"Theon, look at your feet"

"Foot? Oh, that?

There was supposed to be a deck of ships there.

And I still feel the feel of a hard deck over the soles of my shoes on my feet.

The change was happening on its deck.

"Smoke? Lenya, what's this?

Soon, on the deck where Lotus Mita was located, all the way to the other side of the tibia was filled with white, limp smoke, which flowed across the starboard side like waterfalls to the floor below where there were ceremonial participants in the hull transmission.

"Magic? Enemy attack? What the hell is this?

"Don't panic."

Lianya exercises < appraisal > of her skills while instructing Shion, whose voice trembles at the sudden phenomenon, to calm down.

Gaze at the smoke to determine its identity.

"Water? Water vapor? No, but the temperature is low..."

The result of the skill returned was that the identity of the smoke was moisture.

Then it became the idea that the identity of the smoke was water vapor, but the air felt at his feet was too cold, and Lianya twisted his neck.

By that time, the participants on the lower floor had noticed something strange, and had begun to bother with what was going on, but seeing as there was no panic at all between the emperor and queen on the spot, they understood that this was some sort of trick, and had not reached the point of confusion.

"Lenya, there's something vibrating and sounding from under my leg..."

Stick with Shion as he raises his anxious voice to Lianya's arms, who keeps discussing the identity of the smoke.

Lianya did notice the vibrations and sounds she felt from under her feet when she was told, and accidentally looked up at the bridge of the ship to some majestic sounding music that sounded abruptly, acknowledging the appearance of Frau, who was deciding on his doya face over that window.

"There's something manipulating over there."

"Operation? What's an operation?

"It's..."

Lianya doesn't have the information she can answer even if she tries to.

There is no doubt only speculation that the smoke of water vapor drifting thick at your feet and the music that keeps flowing to overwhelm the vast space will both be due to the work of Frau, who is on the bridge.

When this happened, he climbed the bridge in one breath, and tried to get Flau to throw up what he was up to, and take off his jacket of tough moving courtesy clothes, Lianya stopped moving when she saw something incredible slowly racing up from that thick, white smoke.

Probably lifted by something like a lift that was planted on the deck, but slowly appeared by trying to break through the white smoke.

Theon, who sees it, opens his mouth gently and points to it without even being able to speak.

"What do you think you're doing this for?"

He appeared out of smoke, and it was the head of a giant man.

Moreover, its head belongs to a man who knows both Lianya and Zion well.

On that face with a grin, long flowing black hair.

The chest, which emerged from the smoke by rising further, has a volume that no one would complain about even crowning the word insanity, which has been emphasised one step at a time by armbanding.

What makes that body even more elevated and visible is that outfit somewhat similar to the outfit Sion normally wears.

Compared to Scion's, the hem of something like a pigeon is a fairly short substitute, but its huge enough to look up can't see the contents of a pigeon even if it peeks from the bottom.

Sion finally squeezed out his voice, beside Lianya, who thought as she felt her headache start, wondering if it was stuffed with dark matter or even something she hadn't done from the beginning so she could peek at it.

"Mother!? Why!?"

"Participants in the ceremony - Ladies and gentlemen, I am - in the Principality of Triden, the Supreme Power, the Grand Duke Lydia-Fam-Fatar."

Ignore Theon's voice and start introducing yourself to the giant Grand Duke.

What I admired about it, what I heard from the floor below was a huge twist.

"Today - in addition to the introduction of a line of brave men - I have led them so far - through the battle against numerous demonic kings' armies - my Duchy of Triden is proud - with the strongest swordy Earl of Knugi - and my beloved daughter - with Theon-Pham Fatal - it is up to me to make an engagement - on this occasion - and wish me to announce it -"

Probably the giant Grand Duke figure is some sort of magical projection and the Grand Duke himself hasn't really gotten huge, Lianya thinks.

Smoke generated before it appeared was a substitute for putting something like dry ice into the water and the working sound of the ventilation equipment heard before it was apparently a means to prevent the gas produced thereby from accumulating in a confined space.

At the same time, this smoke also seems to be aimed at the effect of enveloping the body, which would probably be at the feet of the giant Grand Duke, in order to project the statue, which would mean a series of events planned from the beginning.

"Probably to draw attention to ourselves and distract us."

With this flashy way of appearing, there would have been less consciousness, more or less, directed at Lotus Mita, and it should have left a hard impression.

"Still, hey. Isn't this, like, too much?

Scion has not yet recovered from the shock he suffered.

When the participants on the floor below also see from Lianya, they just look up at the giant Grand Duke with a face roughly colored with the same amazement.

Even to the sight of the voluminous Grand Duke showing further mass in the form of looking up from the bottom, after the huge increase in appearance, Lianya kept silently looking up at the Grand Duke, not judging whether he should be flattered by this sight of excessive performances, or whether he should be thankful for his care in trying to reduce the strain on ourselves in any way.