They often stopped to consult my opinions.Īlthough, when they posed a question that I couldn’t answer, I had Wisdom King Raphael-san handle it. The knowledge I possessed as an ‘Otherworlder’ was all too intriguing to them. I even got quite familiar with the researchers and had plenty of opportunities to discuss useful ideas. I had to appeal to Myourmiles so he could allocate more funds.Īnd so, I started to visit the research facility frequently.
With that being said, since we had managed to develop the most challenging component, the ‘Spirit Magic Core,’ it was fine to hand all train-related matters to Kaijin.įor other recently initiated research projects, we spared no expense in their financing from the national treasury. It was my wish that this journal would eventually become useful reference material for future research prospects. Meanwhile, I also hoped that they kept a record of the processes they took to resolve these issues. We were breaking down these troubling problems to smaller, bite-sized pieces to tackle them in finer detail and find theoretical solutions. The research team headed by Kaijin was currently working to address such concerns. However, traveling at such high speeds still generated a bothersome racket. Our train was already substantially quieter than traditional steam locomotives. We also had to tackle the issue of noise that the trains would undoubtedly unleash upon its surroundings. It was important to ensure the trains were comfortable to ride. Although we had already established our fantastic motor core, the rest of the magitrain still required further development. Now, all we had to do was to put the prototype through the wringer. Since the prototype had been completed, we had jumped across the biggest hurdle. We also couldn’t forget about the development of the trains. Now that I was considering all of these new connections, it would take some time before the whole traffic network could be considered fully operational.
We also planned to establish a main railway line between the kingdom of Blumund and Ingracia. We must be mentally prepared for long-term construction efforts.įurthermore, I really wanted to lead the route to the coastline soon so we could provide sea products at a cheap price. Only after these plans were complete could the railways be laid down. We also needed to open a tunnel through the Coscia mountains. We still had to finish building the road connecting Blumund to Sarion. We still had a lot of work left, namely: Laying the track between the Dwarven Kingdom and Tempest, between Tempest and Blumund, constructing a road between Blumund and Farmenas, and creating the road that started from the Dwarven Kingdom and went south to Eurazania via Sisu Lake, which was ruled by the lizardmen… The laying of tracks for the magitrain was far from complete. “Kufufufufu, if it’s those guys, Rimuru-sama would surely be pleased!”Īfter saying so, Diablo teleported away from the location without a trace, only leaving behind the remains of meaningless fools who knew not of Diablo’s power…Īfter inspecting the construction in person, I was able to understand the current situation. The goal of his expedition was to recruit these people. These ‘old friends’ were even capable of rivaling the strength of Diablo.
There’s no use in collecting these weaklings. Looks like a bunch of scum is squatting the place. “Kufufufufu, it has been a long time since I returned. The fearsome personification of violence-this demon was named Diablo. Perhaps it was due to knowledge of this facet, that he obliterated his foes without mercy. That’s why, even if their bodies were to be destroyed, they would self-restore and over time, resurrect once again. He destroyed his enemies in a flawless fashion, crushing them with ease.ĭemons were spiritual life-forms. But to him, this was merely a meaningless struggle of the weak. The weaker demons had already fled, while the strong grouped up to battle him. He became the symbol of violence, slaughtering powerful demons along the way. Crossing the ‘Gate of Hell,’ he arrived at a spiritual world-which could be called Hell, or the nether realm. That demon crossed the border like a strong gust of wind, devastating this evil realm. Your browser does not support JavaScript!
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