I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 706 Let’s go!

"This is runic language?"

In the Dark Demiplane, after receiving the 'staff' as a reward from the blacksmith Chasi, Amir couldn't wait to try it out.

As magic flowed into the staff, the ruby ​​at its tip lit up. A message entered Amir's mind, and he immediately aimed the staff at the target in the testing ground:

call out----

A fireball the size of a human head roared out.

boom! !

The fireball struck the test dummy and engulfed it in a deafening explosion.

"Not bad power,"

The power of a single strike from a Tiger-level mage, without the need for incantations or hand gestures;
Fatima, the girl in black robes standing next to her, glanced at the explosion, but her face showed some disappointment.

If this staff were for her, it would naturally be the most precious treasure; but if it were for Brother Amir, this level of attack would be somewhat insufficient.

He possessed a deck of cards from High Priest Imhotep, filled with powerful cards, but Amir's lack of skill prevented him from fully utilizing them.

"No, very strong, extremely strong!"

After closing his eyes and sensing it for a moment, Amir's face lit up with surprise.

Besides its built-in 'Fireball' spell, this staff also has another ability: 'Warmth'.

This ability can absorb the surrounding free 'mana' and replenish it to the holder: this mana is not much, but it is continuous!
It takes about ten seconds to recover enough energy to cast a spell.

Don't underestimate this effect; for Amir:

"With this staff, I can even summon 'cards' to assist me for extended periods of time."

While the Egyptian priest's method of fighting using 'cards' is convenient, it also consumes spiritual energy: whether it's summoning monster cards, using magic cards, trap cards, etc.

Therefore, after the battle ended, Amir and his two companions immediately deactivated the 'Summoning Card,' not because of any rule restriction, but because they couldn't withstand the continuous drain on their resources.

But with this staff, his endurance was immediately greatly improved!

"And this staff can also ward off the cold."

But that's just a minor detail.

"Three people,"

In the sky,
Tokugawa Shizuka flew over.

"Meet at the cathedral, something's happened."

When everyone arrived at the cathedral, the four 'plot characters' of this world were talking.

"Has even the last remaining force fallen?"

The silver-haired, golden-armored paladin 'Haruka' sighed.
May the Holy Light protect this land that has suffered so much.

?

The atmosphere here seems a bit heavy.
As groups of students gathered, the middle-aged nun Akara, in her purple robe, turned to face them.

"I'm sorry, warriors."

“You just rescued the Sage Cairne from Tristram and should have rested for a while.”

"But evil gave us no chance to breathe, and a major change occurred in the Stone Fields."

Rocky wilderness?

Several student teams recalled the events and then realized what had happened.

That place is one of the three extraordinary powers of the 'Kanduras Kingdom', a gathering place for nobles: they have all pledged allegiance to the master of the Tower of Oblivion, Countess Bathory.

Could it be——

"Countess Bathory has sided with the devil,"

Sure enough, Akara's opening line was exactly what the world had in store.

"It is said that she was wounded by the fallen assassin 'Cold Raven' in a previous battle; to heal her wounds, the Countess absorbed the blood of dozens of young girls."

After being discovered, she simply went on a killing spree, wiping out her hundreds of thousands of subjects, as well as the thousands of nobles who had defected to her!

what?
"Lord Akara, those nobles..."

Saki couldn't help but raise her hand and ask a question.

Are they all pigs?

In this world, all nobles are extraordinary individuals.
It's one thing for ordinary people to be slaughtered, but why are even these nobles being killed—

"The Stone Wilderness produces runes, and Countess Bathory carries several sets of runic words, making her combat power no weaker than that of an ordinary legendary hero."

I see, so he's a powerhouse in terms of equipment.

It's not hard to understand why a Ghost-level expert, who was caught off guard, could slaughter thousands of Transcendent beings.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Having experienced the effects of 'Runewords', Amir couldn't wait to...
“Rune… cough cough, that countess is guilty of heinous crimes, everyone has the right to kill her, how can we let her go?”

You're trying to steal their runes, aren't you?!
However, the other teams had the same idea: judging from Amir's appearance, it was clear that his newly acquired 'rune staff' was highly valued by this disciple of the high priest.

“But Sir Haruka, Lady Yura needs to go to the monastery.”

"No problem, leave it to us!"

The runeword is right in front of him; Amir will take it even if he has to go all out.

Other teams have the same plan.

Fight!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"It's simply unbelievable,"

Having changed into a white robe from ancient Greece, Alexander sat beside the fountain street; his dark complexion was accentuated by the robe, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Even the air has such a high oxygen content."

Is this still Mars?
"Without a doubt,"

The 'magician,' who was reading on a stone tablet, answered without looking up.

"This kind of information compression slab is not a technology from our region."

As he spoke, he made a swiping motion with his finger.
The dense text on the stone slab in front of me disappeared and reappeared, turning into the next page.

Is it okay to let other people wander around?

"What's the problem?"

The magician was reading the contents of the stone tablet, completely oblivious to everything else.

"They're not children. They've witnessed the power of the 'Saint Seiya.' If they're smart, they won't cause trouble in this city." That's true.

Old Alexander, dressed in a white robe cinched at the waist with a belt, had to admit the 'magician' was right: causing trouble in this terrifying city was tantamount to courting death. After all—

"Such a striking 'sun',"

Looking up, the gentle sunlight bathes the city, illuminating it, causing the flowers in the flowerbeds to bloom, the olive trees along the roadside to sway gently, and the fountain ahead to shimmer.
It would be even better if this sunlight weren't emanating from a giant chariot speeding through the sky.

Indeed, four giant horses, their bodies radiating golden light, galloped through the sky. The horses and chariots were made of gold, and they emitted golden light and heat.

That is the city's 'sun,' constantly demonstrating the presence and majesty of the deity: although it has become commonplace for the people of this city.

But for the 'veterans', it is a symbol of terror.

"Damn it, in this place, we're like country bumpkins from out of town."

“In fact, we are ‘country bumpkins’.”

After reading the 'stone tablet' in his hand, the magician raised his head.

“Here, we have no right to vote or be elected. If we clash with any of the city's citizens, we will be immediately detained by the guards. If we try to resist violently…”

Those fists are waiting to kiss the Saint Seiya!

"as well as--"

The two 'veterans' sitting by the roadside put down the stone slab and looked up to see a tall and a short man, a woman and a man, walking towards them.

Fiona and the shepherd boy Agleius.

"no,"

Walking through the bustling street, Fiona nodded slightly to her waiting companion.

"To participate in the trial of the 'Saint Cloth,' one must be a Greek citizen."

So you can't participate either?

Upon hearing Alexander's question, Fiona shook her head slightly.

“I’ve already signed up.”

?

"In the name of Agleius, sister."

After saying apologetic, he glanced apologetically at the boy beside him, which earned him a sunny smile in return.

watt? !
Alexander was even more bewildered. Putting aside the fact that the two of you, one blond and one red-haired, didn't look like siblings at all; and given this shepherd boy's strange identity, why would he help you?
Does being good-looking really mean you can do whatever you want?
I’m not bad either!
"Really? Congratulations."

The middle-aged white man, codenamed 'The Wizard,' remained completely calm.
All of this was within his expectations; indeed, it was all just some kind of test from God.

"Others—"

"They have their own things to do, and it's still early."

Interrupting Fiona, the magician beckoned to Alexander.

"We're going to the library to return the books. You two can go and wander around somewhere on your own."

After saying that, he left with Old Black, leaving Fiona bewildered: she had a feeling that the magician was avoiding her.

"elder sister,"

A sweet voice beside her brought her back to her senses.
"Would you like me to show you around the city?"

The boy named 'Aglaus' has a smile that makes it impossible to refuse him.

"The Parthenon, Mount Lycabettus, or the Colosseum in Athens."

"Okay~~"

Since all my 'colleagues' are busy, I'll keep Agleius company.

"I'd appreciate it if you could be my guide, little brother."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"It's truly spectacular!"

In the non-police-controlled waters, countless ground effect vehicles of all sizes gathered from all directions and anchored on the calm sea.

These aircraft are equipped with heavy machine guns everywhere, resembling aerial gunships: there's no other way, in this extraordinary era, going out to sea without some combat power is no different from sending yourself to your death: not only sea kings, but the greater enemy is always one's own kind.

Ground effect vehicles fly at high speeds close to the sea, making them very difficult for radar to detect;
Various jamming devices are essential, and since both sides often need to engage in hand-to-hand combat, plus heavy machine guns that can also deal with sea kings, these weapons have once again appeared on the stage of war.

These ground effect vehicles were decorated with all sorts of flags;
With banners fluttering and a cacophony of voices, it felt as if one had stepped back into the Age of Exploration.

"Look, it's Luffy's Adventure Team!"

Soon, a ground effect vehicle adorned with a straw hat flag slowly descended, landing in front of the numerous other vehicles.

The ground effect vehicle was not large, with a wooden hull and no apparent weapons at first glance; yet all that came from around it were awe-inspiring gazes.

This is the first ground-effect vehicle to navigate this sea area. It is made of 'sacred wood' and its performance in all aspects is unparalleled. As for armament? The people on board are the strongest force!

Ruff,

The strongest human in the Iberian Sea!
Moreover, after he learned 'Black Flash', he generously taught it to others: anyone who wanted to learn could ask him for guidance.

However, very few people currently possess the 'Black Flash'.

That still couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of countless people:
Compared to those distant and ethereal inheritances, magical artifacts, and secret techniques, this secret technique invented by 'humans' is the only way for most extraordinary individuals to break through to the Ghost level.

Buzz buzz buzz! !

"The Cervantes family is here too,"

With a heavy hum, a colossal vessel descended upon this sea area.

With such extraordinary resources as 'artificial Devil Fruits' in hand, Roman naturally wouldn't mistreat his family members:

This miniature aircraft carrier-like creation was commissioned by him from the Kasaiin family at a high price. Not only is it constructed of 'sacred wood,' making it extremely defensive, but it is also inscribed with a large-scale barrier spell, capable of withstanding a nuclear bomb once deployed. It can be considered the treasure of the Cervantes family.

The fact that it's being opened now shows their determination.

“That’s someone from News King,”

As countless tiny dots appeared in the sky, the sounds on the sea suddenly ceased.

A huge island is flying in from the sky.

Mount Suzuka!
As countless people looked up in awe, the massive flying island did not stop, but flew straight over their heads and headed northeast.

"Follow!"

"Let's go, let's go—"

"Target: Bering Sea!!!"

Without orders or instructions, the ground effect vehicles started up and climbed, following the huge island like flocks of migratory birds.

(End of this chapter)