226 8. God's Gift (after)

"What combination is this..."

“Ever-winning” Helenonia, the great sage Vaina Marinen, and the lava fairy Dravael. Trinity, of different races and status, which cannot come with affiliation or faith.

If I insist, I guess that common denominator would be Yut or Valtrude, but those two were also taken aback.

"It's not Ducommerce, but if you can speak up, you have to respond."

"If you follow the edge, there's no creation."

The goddess of war with her feathers tucked away says only slightly boastfully under the moonlight.

"Originally, did you mean that the Hellenonian God intended to give us the ship and ordered its manufacture to Dravael and Mr. Jii? Afraid to see what kind of chemical reaction happened"

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Speaking of science, I can handle the history of the planet myself. Now we're going to teach science and math."

"That's what you do with yourself."

Heavenly Grass Brave is a former sports society literature. Even if taught, the secondary level would be at best. Thinking about acorns and real names...... caught my eye the appearance of a fiancée that I didn't seem to know very well.

"I see... I see?

Even the Jomtien Moon doesn't come up with the color of understanding in Valtrude's jealous beauty, probably because he doesn't know what Dravael is looking up from under his feet.

"Oh, no, no, no."

"But it's not what it used to be."

"Are you kidding? That's how men are supposed to be."

"Yut......?

"All right, Val. Let's hear my story first."

I didn't forget about the Dravaels, I just had other things in mind, but I felt slightly guilty when I could come from the other side.

... but that thing blew up in an instant.

"A hurry would be the dark proof behind it!

"Jii, shut up!

I'll have a drink of the great sage who gives me an extra little bit, and I'll draw my fiancée over here. And while struggling, he opened his mouth as he looked at the glittering ice blue eyes from the front.

"Look, I told you. Alcia told me you gave Adamantin to Dwarf's relatives."

"Is that when..."

She also must have remembered the ugliness at that time - being obstinate and teasing in bed. I don't just say it's the past I want to seal, but I light up the spear.

"Well, something like 50 points."

"I convinced you, 100 points."

I'm not talking about you.

"Ha."

Hold your mouth tight, but slow.

Delighted with the growth of his grandchildren - said Vainamarinen, with a smile won by ill will.

"This ship was created by the true Hellenonian god's secret (Sacramento)."

"Yeah, but I don't specialize in seas and boats."

"So I got my hands on it a little bit and equipped the Dravaels."

The question of why it is a sailboat does not disappear, but the circumstances finally passed on.

"Hey hey..."

"I doubt that much."

"Save your daily deeds."

"Hmm. There's nothing nasty about that."

"Hey, here."

"Well, let me explain."

Though the same archmage (Arch Mage), the actor and the year were different from Yut and Vainamarinen. The Great Sage, who has lightly received suspicion, first points to the mast.

"I just cared about Sail, but technically, that's not a cloth"

"Do something stupid. I don't care what you think, it's not cloth."

Sails swelling in the night breeze don't seem like any other material, as Valtrude put it.

"So technically, I would have said,"

"It was woven in magical silver (Mithral) by the eagles."

"Can't you do that?

I had heard of examples of making metal into fiber, like gold and silver yarn, but I had never imagined that such processing was possible with magical silver.

"Oh. I thought it was about as thin as a chainmail."

"Before that, that big one was all about magic silver? How long will it be in one piece..."

"Don't be surprised"

Dravaels whose faces are almost covered in mustaches and whose expressions cannot be seen as

But I can see how that voice is doing and how good it is at swollen little noses.

"Not yet, let's be surprised"

Weinamarinen, who enters between the two of them with an honest reaction and the delightful Dravaels, points again at the mast and continues to explain.

"There, with the demonization of amplifying the wind, you can sail whether it's the wind or the other way around."

"I don't know what to do."

There is no internal combustion engine - there are exceptions like the Elizabeth Spelllight - but in this world, it is a function of the Advantage, rather than of the Rebellion.

In some cases, Sahagin and other sub-races living in the ocean are coaching marine habitats to tow ships, but that's a handful of exceptions, and in the end, it's no different than a galley ship.

"The hull itself is my work. Besides, it's all a steel tree. Sturdy, never burning"

Steel trees are trees grown in the woods protected by elves and nature worshippers (Druids), hard as iron, as light as wood, and not easy to burn.

Ideal as a ship as well as any building material, but with low circulation and high value.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you produce it in secret."

"... somehow, you know what it's like to be hostile to Yut"

"Why, I'm exclusive."

Valtrude's sword moves and Exile violence were also there by the Great Mage (Arch Mage), who wanted to claim that they were amazing enough. At the same time, I felt like I was going to be damaged the other way when I went deeper, so I decided to flush it for now.

"But the steel tree was certainly black to the inside of the trunk..."

"That's what I do."

Again, Dravael hides in his mustache and makes his almost invisible eyes shine to explain.

Apparently, now he mixed magic silver powder with tar to make paint, and when he painted it with it, a pure white ship was born.

Moreover, it is said that it acts not merely as waterproof, but as armor.

Although it is a fairly useful technique, naturally there will not be anything that can be imitated due to cost problems.

"I mean, the Dravaels, they came up with a lot."

"To surprise you, I've thought a lot about it."

He wasn't taking it lightly, but he seemed to take it pretty seriously. I give thanks in my heart for the amount consumed by the gods, but I have to behave as a liquor maker.

"Hmm. But that's not all."

Heleno-Anian God who says he seems only a little good at it.

But that proud expression was, by no means, negligible.

Large crossbow guns (baristas) and stone throwers (catapults) are installed on the front and rear decks one at a time. Each can swivel to 180 degrees and attack in all directions.

Moreover, the bolts of the large crossbow guns are automatically generated and loaded and boast a continuous firing performance comparable to that of a skilled archer. They have a special bullet in the thrower that doesn't have that, but isn't just a rock instead.

"Orthodox, you're the one who burns when you land like a fireball."

"You think it's not normal?

"We can make space hundreds of meters from where it landed."

"The idea is horrible..."

The blow of a large crossbow gun was also enough to penetrate the walls of the castle, and when Valtrude actually tested it, it was poking deep into the nearby shoreline.

This one alone would also make it possible to take on a fleet.

Isn't it strange the situation that this is going to be necessary first?

Yes, it was a yuut that darkened in front of me, but Vainamarinen smiled.

"Anyway, if the kid's on board, he'll be able to ravage it as he pleases."

That's true, but that's not even the problem... it should be.

In addition, the cargo space is considerably smaller, but this is due in part to the application of procedures that lead to different spaces in the same way as infinitely stored bags.

For that matter, the cabins are quite luxurious and luxurious. If you don't pay attention to the quality of water and food, you can manage with the magic equipment (magic items) provided.

"But we're amateurs at maneuvering ships, right?

"Right..."

Now I know you have a spec out of common sense, but if you can't move it, it's just a picturesque cake.

It was two people who tell you otherwise, but in itself, proof that they haven't figured out the real function yet.

So you're going to the steering room?

Led by the Hellenonian God, he begins to move from the deck.

But there, the wheel didn't exist.

All that existed was a glowing green orb.

"It is possible to maneuver the ship simply by touching and remembering this"

"Wow, yut!?"

Like Yut before, he was a diocesan knight with a slightly tired look on his face, but now he seems to have shaken it off the other way around. Fold your body and watch it up close. Like a shining child in front of a show window.

"But don't you have a lot of work to do to change the direction of the sail or something?

"For this purpose, a properly prepared zodiac"

"Oh, this is today's fate"

Is there anything left yet?

The moment Yut stood up that way, the Dravaels clapped their hands.

Metallic cornered dwarf.

A dozen of them came into the steering room in a row.

"Made with adamantine, it's like a magic doll (golem)."

"If it's a simple order, I'll listen, and I'll be equipped with the skills necessary to maneuver the ship"

"Why don't you leave it to me to start moving in line with the ship's orders given by the treasure ball?"

They even follow the sailors.

Plus, I'm loyal to orders.

At this moment, Yut surrendered with his hands up. I don't know who I did that to, but dare I say, is it to me?

"Isn't that cute!

Now approaching the aligning mini-gorem with disinterest, Valtroude still loves it with all the momentum she's holding up. From her, there is no evil in "I want to show myself a cute person who likes cute things". There was just pure joy.

Blessed by heaven, she also seems to have no connection with the spirit of repelling the adorable as weak.

Yut, once again, regretted not even having a decent date on Earth.

"The truth is, I was going to make one big one, not a tiny one."

"To surprise you, that's about it. Uh..."

"Big?"

"Ooh. Like a mountain"

"Let me walk around the territory, and I'll make it worse."

But there's not enough ingredients.

"No, no, that's enough," he said.

Yut waved in passing to greet the dravaels, who seemed a little sorry. Earlier regrets, too, are now forgotten.

"and more"

"I don't know."

I guess it conveyed Yut's feelings.

Turn around and the lava fairies turn into a satisfying atmosphere too.

"But not this..."

Big booze behavior? That's not enough.

"Val."

"Uhm. As long as the Marquis Istas exist, we shall continue to give them booze"

"Oh. Have a nice drink."

Hearing those words, I can barely see them hiding with my beard, but the eyes of the Dravaels shine in anticipation. My creepy eyes were moving busily across my beard.

"Oh, speaking of which, I forgot"

"I don't want to hear it."

This settles one case.

The words of the Great Sage, who easily destroys such an atmosphere.

"This guy can keep moving on land."

"... this, the ship, right?

"Naturally, though. But how do we get Dravael from his address to here? Hmm?"

"In the first place, it's a mistake to make it on a mountain."

They say the ship's dragonbones are a special magic tool, and they can go like the ocean on land.

And, naturally, you can dive in the ocean.

"Sure, emerge from the sea..."

To that supplement of the Hellenonian God, we could only two and nod.

Now I can see why the goddess of war only called Yut and Valtrude.

If there were Alcia or Acorn, he could have graduated, and if there were Larsia or Yona, he would have been so excited that it wouldn't have been an explanation.

"So, there's the Negi of the Sahaggin 'Pirates around here."

"No, there..."

The place indicated by the nautical chart on the side of the orb is outside the territory of the Kingdom of Rotosilt. The perception of territorial sea is rare in this world, but with some area of activity. Consciousness like a territory exists.

"One bad guy hired me to tell you that since the annihilation of another Sahagin and the Water Dragon, my rivals have disappeared."

"It's not our fault."

"It doesn't matter what the circumstances are, even if it's bad."

It seemed like the only way to do it.

The manoeuvres were to be handled by Yut, who was quite anxious at first, but could easily travel over the water after realizing that it was little different from the race game.

Plus, pretty fast.

Dive straight into the water when you see the island that the Sahaggin Pirates make Negijo.

A tuned Kraken existed in the bay, but underwater. No, it rises all at once from the bottom of the sea and Valtrude fires a large crossbow cannon as it continues its momentum.

In response to the shooting, Kraken ran out of breath and the moored ship became unnavigable after being caught at the bow punch angle (ram) when it surfaced.

The minigolems responded well to such unscrupulous manoeuvres.

Furthermore, momentum landed on the island as it was - really, I was able to sail ashore - and evil was doomed.

"The name of the ship can be decided later. Just the others."

The end of the day will be left to nearby countries, and on the way back to Hardenturm, the Hellenic God advises so.

The sincerity was understood back at the inn.

"What are you doing?

What the Yuts saw was a real name and an exchange of knowledge about God's right to name.

Ultimately, after a plea in the name of arbitration, the true name would be obtained, and the FR-10x was named "Makina", after the mechanical god - Deus Ex Makina.