202 Tabernacle 16, apparently.

"Hmm? Is this another unexpected event?

What Gilliel is staring at as she roars is just a wall.

The material was a substitute that I could not tell from the looks of it, but it was just a white wall at the top.

Touch it and it returns a stiff feel. That wasn't a difficult task to beat out with Gilliel's fist, whatever the material was, if it was really just a wall, but Gilliel realizes that she couldn't beat it out with her fist just touching that wall.

"What is this?

To Josio's voice, who was holding back behind him, Gilliel looks back in a grumpy manner and slaps his right back fist into the wall with a sharp motion.

Josio, who somehow understands the power of the fist that Gilliel shot in without adding or subtracting, shrugged his neck unexpectedly at the explosion that would have happened in the next moment, but at no time would that sound reach Josio's ear.

I stare at Gilliel's fist wondering if he had even stopped the inch, but Gilliel's fist is definitely touching the wall, and I can see that he must have been slammed into the wall with the momentum intact earlier.

"You're not going to make a sound. It's not a physical wall."

"So what are you saying? That?

"Looks like they shut down the area."

I didn't know why, but Gilliel, who was absent as administrator of the Elves' realm and did not labor to hold the four realms in his hand, tried to reach out to the realm of the Demons, the last one.

Already in a state where the force difference was four to one and only two people could be secured as a result of one death and one missing because of the number of administrators, Gilliel believed that he could almost certainly capture the demonic administrator.

Gilliel, who kicked Josio's ass in disgust and drove his way into the demonic realm by dodging and knocking down Porch, who gave up roughly everything and became an empty eye, is suddenly in the shape of a nose screwed up in an attempt to get into that realm with the will.

"How could you close the realm?

"Oh... you seem muscular to the very root of your existence, so maybe you don't have to know"

"No... well, I was a god..."

It's not muscular to the brain, not even to the soul, and it pinches the mouth with the feeling that Josio said roughly that being itself is a muscle.

But there's no way to stop Gilliel from sticking around like that.

"Past form. Past form. Explained to the masses of muscles without any intellect, the administrator is allowed to relinquish the area as a courtesy from the Lord. This is a recognized administrator's right, without exception, if the Lord breathes in every world."

"May I ask you a question, Master Gilliel?"

Flat, empty voice.

It was Porch, the administrator of the people, who raised his hand with the look of his emotions dying.

She used to be in the condition of being dragged around on all fours by a phrase worn by a dog collar, but this time, for some reason, she was wearing high heels in black netted tights, and for some reason, a wearing sleeve that covers only the wrist area in a black shiny bottie suit.

On the head, white, longitudinally elongated ears are carefully broken from the middle only on the left side, plain and loose.

It was called, Bunny Girl Style.

They are no longer willing to resist, and the ethnic administrator, who was called Porch, had not complained about anything about the outfit and had also begun to dress solemnly when Gilliel ordered him to dress, so it is not so much a uninteresting result for Gilliel.

"What? Huh... that outfit makes my pouch weird... I guess it's a raspberry name, huh? Hey, Josio?"

If you're a dog or cat, you have a classic name, but when it comes to raspberries, you can't come up with a name that says this is a classic.

Asked how he said he had no choice, Josio replied with a frightened face and tone.

"There's no way I know the classic name of a rabbit."

"I can't use it... is that Yoshio?"

I said this in a push-kill voice when there was a part of me that was shot out by a gaze of plenty of contempt and just as the ex-beast tribe administrator couldn't even sit on it.

"You, apologize to all Josio present in all parallel worlds..."

"You can apologize if you're not Josio."

Naturally excluded himself, ignoring Josio, who dropped his shoulder disappointingly, a former tribe administrator shrugged in a voice that still had no emotion and no discouragement.

"What about Pinkie, Pintai, Neighborhood, etc.?

I was wondering if you had that name, Gilliel, who punches one hand with Pong.

"Masochistic stuff, dude!?

No way, fool. Honestly, Josio puts in a loud penetration of the classic of the name of the rabbit, which he didn't think he would answer more than that, but as Gilliel flaunts his face and smashes his tongue in a small way, he puts it on Josio's words.

"That's a shame. It's a male rabbit."

"You don't care about gender!? Is that an important toco?

"So how about pimps, pimps beauty, mini-usa-nezerland-warves, etc?

"Get the fuck away from me. Yikes!? One, what's the last one, what's the last one!?

As loud as he could get out, he was a former Beastman administrator who was putting a penetration into the former ethnic administrator with Gilliel, who was interacting with him in a serious face, but in the next Gilliel's actions, he is forced to remain silent.

"Yoshio, shut up a little"

With words, it was the groin part of Josio that Gilliel kicked away with so much momentum that Josio's body floated vertically.

Thus, the question remains whether their bodies, the administrators, have the concept of a steeple, but apparently for once there is quite a steeple depending on the shape, and Josio squatts on the spot without a voice while holding down the kicked spot with both hands.

Its complexion was bright blue, but from what Gilliel said it was done to that extent, it didn't even seem to be as damaging as the human body.

"Fine, then I'll call you Miniusa while you're dressed."

"Thank you. I'm happy. Dear Gilliel."

Porch revamped mini usa that shakes long head ears and bows.

Josio, who remained squatted and did not return, said blushing from under his painful breath.

"Are you thankful..."

"That's mini-usa anyway. What's the question?

"Yes, Master Gilliel. It was said that those appointed administrators of each world could, thanks to the generosity of the Lord, renounce their duties and close the realm, but why would that be generosity from the Lord?

"We are allowed the freedom to renounce the work imposed. If this is not courtesy from the Lord, what are you going to say about this?

You never gave up your job, you never did your job, but if they tell you, there's no room for you to argue with Miniusa.

Still one thing didn't convince me, Miniusa asks Gilliel eating down.

"But abandon your own realm, go to admin, etc..."

"There is, isn't there? I'm going down to the lower realm of the world where I'm in charge."

Both Josio and Miniusa get a decent look when Gilliel says while including something bitter in their expressions and voices.

"So you're saying that the Demonic Administrator went down to the lower realm by renouncing his own realm and his status as Administrator?

"There's no other way to explain this wall."

Gilliel knocks on the wall in front of him as if it were time to knock on the door, but still makes no noise at all.

The reason I knock on the wall and it doesn't sound is either the wall has completely absorbed the impact I knocked on it, or the wall itself is supposed to be so thick, but Gilliel seems to know what the wall is like.

"When I opened the path to the realm, all of a sudden the wall means there's nothing ahead. To say that such a wall exists is to say that the realm of Demonic Reps is closed and abandoned. If the area has been abandoned, the person in charge has no destination other than the lower boundary. Okay?"

"Okay. So, Master Gilliel, what the hell are we supposed to do?

Asked Gilliel often thought about it.

"Josio, do your best to secure the area. Rebuild the realm of the Devil Nation."

"Oh, is that me?

"Even dissatisfied?

Gilliel asks Josio with a slightly rested eye, stopping the back fist that hit the wall just now, at an unnoticed speed, on the verge of hitting Josio's cheek.

Asked Josio wet his entire face with cold sweat, while rushing to shake his face left and right.

"Terrible. Pleasure. I'll get right on it, so give me your fist."

All right, let's get started.

If he pulls his fist back and Gilliel stares at him, Josio goes on to build the realm when he puts his hands on the wall as he was told to keep his complexion blue and white.

Miniusa said as she bowed her head to Gilliel, who looked at that back boringly.

"Anyway, congratulations on securing all areas now"

"Don't say a fifth of the culprits..."

"To celebrate, should we even cook red rice?

"You... you want to be beaten up?

To Miniusa, who said such a thing in a pale tone about how serious she was, Gilliel tried to lightly wrap her strength around her fist, which she also gripped with the meaning of the threat, but the reaction of Miniusa was faint.

A slight sense of reflection boils down to Miniusa, who lays her eyes down all the time, wondering if Gilliel would have bullied her a little too much.

Think of it, since I pounded in my dog's attire, this one, Gilliel also had the consciousness to have treated her pretty badly, but apparently that would have caused Miniusa to give up a lot, and it wasn't strange to go around and say she was flustered.

"Not yet, is it?

Miniusa asks with her thin eyes open to a blow that won't come long, but Gilliel has already lost her temper to beat her, as she waves her open hand.

"Stop."

"Really... even so, it's going to be a bone breaking task to have to manage the breadth of the area we've managed with the five pillars for a while with our three pillars"

"What? What are you talking about?

Gilliel's reaction seemed unexpected to Miniusa, with a slightly surprising emotion on her face.

"No, so. The Lord will send another administrator, but until then, we will have to manage the realm of the five races we have secured... Oh, maybe I'm not in the numbers, and I'll take that as a spoil..."

Because of what has happened before, Gilliel mentioned a hell of a lot to Miniusa, who said so wondering if Josio, who had just surrendered, would be able to work as an administrator anymore.

"No, no. Because the management of the realm, although I shall retain my rights, will have the substance managed by two pillars, Miniusa and Josio. Work at least 2.5 times what you've ever done. Until the Lord feels comfortable sending a new administrator over."

"Huh?"

"Huh!? What the hell?

Yoshio shouts out loud to Miniusa, who says he heard something incredible.

"My hands are stopped. Do not interrupt the work!

"Stuffed..."

Gilliel kicks his ass from behind and Josio returns to building the realm again.

I guess I'm not saying it instead, but Miniusa raised the question.

"We manage all areas in two pillars, …?

"Work willing to die. If you want to die, you won't die."

Miniusa doesn't move her expression, as opposed to Gilliel, who laughs that she feels good.

Her giving up already seemed elevated to a level where she said she would no longer accept everything against the currents.

"Ha... well, if it's an order... but what the hell does Master Gilliel do?

"I don't really care."

Put your hands on your hips, exhale loudly and Gilliel stares at the wall retreating slightly.

"There's no way you're not going after someone more than they've gone downstairs..."

To that word, Josio looked up to heaven unstoppably at the hand of the work, and prayed in his heart that there would be no harm to the whole race of people who said that although Miniusa had still treated the game pawn without moving his expression, he also had a lot of affection.