Chapter 421 - Episode Sixty-Seven - The Ear Chief's Troops that Controls the Sky (3)

The day of the Moon Festival Dinmei had finally arrived after a day of straddling the day after I left the Fage territory aboard the wooden dragon Quetzalcoatl.

I can see why its called the Sky Country

I said this as I looked at the scene in front of me.

The sky country Alfheim was the most fantastical looking city I had seen since I arrived in this world.

Of course, there was the fact that the huge continent was floating above the clouds, but the entire city was a series of white buildings that looked like a giant structure of beauty.

Above all, I was overwhelmed by the huge tree behind me, which boasted an extraordinary height with rainbow-colored leaves.

It was more than ten times taller than the Tokyo Tower alone, though it was also wider.

The supposedly tall walls of the castle were like miniature toys compared to the giant tree behind it.

I have to make an enemy of the High Elves, the race that lives here and is said to have the highest aptitude for magic.

I guess there will be no reconciliation.

Like Devin in the Altamirs Tower, the High Elves will never accept another race as their equal.

Im sure they wont forgive a foreign object that has invaded this celestial sanctuary.

The wooden dragon, Quetzalcoatl, is carrying an Ortem imbued with Count Julems magic, but it hasnt responded yet.

I ask myself, How could I have come this far and missed it?

No, Alfheim, the sky country, is vast.

I cant say for sure that Count Julem isnt here until Ive flown around from corner to corner.

In addition when you get to the sky country Alfheim, the moon din, which looked large even from the ground, was clearly unusually large.

It is twenty times larger than usual.

If its approaching at this pace, Im worried that it will eventually fall to this planet.

At the very least, it must be true that the moon din is related to it.

In the meantime, I decided to drastically reduce the speed of Quetzalcoatl, the wooden dragon, so that the sensing would work reliably.

As I finally entered the sky country Alfheim, the High Elves began to come out of the building, pointing at me and shouting something.

The distance between us was too great to make out what they were saying, but I could only imagine that they were not friendly.

Puppet, dance!

I pointed my wand at the six-armed Ortem Babylon 8000 beside me and manipulated it.

It is a wooden puppet originally made from the wood of a demons shell called Evil Bound, and it has excellent combat abilities and can emit demon-specific thought waves.

With this, I can make my voice be heard by the High Elves far below.

Listen to me! I did not come here to fight! I have a girl that I need to find here! I know this is an unreasonable request, but can you please let me through?

Babylon 8000 released a thought wave.

The high elves froze as if frightened by the thought wave, but some of them took out their wands and waved them, summoning winged horses one after another.

Teleportation magic requires magic power proportional to the cube of the distance.

If it was a magical beast, there was no way it could be summoned that easily by teleportation magic.

It was probably a Pegasus.

Pegasus is a spirit beast that is said to live only in the sky country Alfheim.

I only knew about it from literature, but Im sure of it.

A spirit body can greatly reduce the drain of magic power from teleportation magic.

There were probably a hundred high elves astride the Pegasus, flying towards Quetzalcoatl, the wooden dragon.

They all have a terrifying look.

They are proud.

I knew that they would not allow a different race to invade their sacred land.

A battle is inevitable.

I manipulated three of the fifty Ortems that I had placed on the front of Quetzalcoatl and placed them on the edge of Quetzalcoatl.

In case youre wondering, I have five times as many Ortems hidden inside, so as long as Quetzalcoatl is nearby, Im ready to summon an army of Ortems.

Transmute!

I shouted, waved my wand and conjured up a magic circle.

I transformed the ingredients and spirits in the air with my magic, combining them as I wished, and rained a mass of water from the magic circle.

I continued to alchemize and let the liquid drip down from the magic circle like a waterfall.

The mass of water diffused and scattered downward.

Of course, this is not just a normal water.

Its water that boasts an incredible stickiness.

Once it sticks to an object, it will never let go of the object until the magic power runs out and the magic is broken and the water itself returns to its original composition.

Transmute!

The quadruple chanting Ortem quartet was activated.

The three Ortems standing at the edge of the edge glowed, their mouths twitching as they spoke, and a magic circle similar to mine appeared.

A waterfall of water began to drip down from above the heads of the three Ortems, just as I had done.

The water I had smelted poured down on Quetzalcoatl like rain.

The High Elves screamed in anguish.

Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

What the hell is this!

The more they struggled, the more their posture became fixed, and the more they fell miserably, screaming in a strange yoga-like pose.

The spirit beasts, which were not affected by the mucus water, desperately followed their Lord down to the ground.

You! Why do you want to humiliate my people so senselessly! Let your head be exposed on this holy groun- Uwaaahhhhhhhhhhh!

Another one fell.

I could have done whatever I wanted just to defeat the High Elves, but it was for my own reasons that I invaded here.

I didnt want to cause any deaths on the High Elf side.

I only came here to look for Mea and Count Julem.

I can find a number of high elves who attempted to approach me from the side or from the rear, but they were all repelled by the automatic wards and fell off their horses.

In addition, I tilted the magic circle and poured transmuted water on the falling high elves.

They stuck to the floor just like a cockroach shaking their only moving head with great vigor from my previous life.

Theres no guarantee that it wont jump up again, so yeah.

When I was about to move forward like this I felt a strange magic power.

In the middle of a series of buildings in sky country Alfheim, there was a huge palace-like structure that gave off a particularly majestic atmosphere.

On its roof stood a high elf with pale blue hair, riding a large pegasus that wore iridescent light.

He wore a glittering robe and on his head was a golden crown in the shape of a vine or flower.

Clearly, he was different from the other High Elves.

He looked up at me in the sky and gave me an evil smile.

How unpleasant that a filthy Marren stands in the sky above me.

The thought waves reached me.

The thought waves are usually only available to demons.

It seems that the rainbow-colored Pegasus is speaking for him.