'...... ride, right? A trolley monstrosity, or a strange carriage, or something.
If this town is who I think it is, it's no wonder that the lead carriage is pulling a carriage behind it.
Yeah, that's what I'm thinking.

　Apparently, Garnett had come to the same hypothesis as I had.

　But even if the two of us butt our foreheads, unfortunately, it's unlikely to contribute to a breakthrough in the current situation.

　Anyway, everything will happen after I meet up with Hild--just as I was thinking that again, I heard a faint noise from inside the vehicle.

''......!''
Wait. I'll go check.

　Garnett put his hand on the center of the side-opening door, pried it open with all his strength and dove inside quickly.

　A short scream that echoed.
　A woman's voice that wasn't Garnett's.

　I took stock of the situation as soon as I heard the voice and stepped into the spacious carriage following Garnett.

'I knew it. I'm glad you're okay, Hild.
'Luke, Commander Luke: ......!

　Hild looked up at me in front of Garnett, who looked dumbfounded, while Hild looked up at me, looking like he was still on his butt.

'We were talking about how this well-respected building would make it easier for us to meet up with Hild.
'Haha ...... did you see that? I was distracted by the iron(⋅)road(⋅)cars(⋅)that I had just seen in the materials. Oh, no, it's not exactly the actual thing either: ......

　After waiting for Hild to be rescued by Garnett, I decided to get right to the point.

'We're now taken in by an illusion that recreates the city of an ancient magical civilization ...... that's what it is, isn't it?'

　An objective analysis of the current situation would naturally lead to this conclusion.

　The trigger for the anomaly was the same 'right eye' as Alphasul, who lived in an ancient magical civilization.

　Thanks to advanced technology, this giant city had developed to an extent that even the royal capital could not be reached.

　Every situation that could be observed supports this hypothesis.

　Of course, the possibility that this is all a dream of my own cannot be denied, but it's a waste of time to think about it.

'Yes, perhaps there is no problem with that understanding. Strictly speaking, it seems to be of a nature similar to the mental or memory world.
....... The spirit world, the memory world, wizards are full of strange words when they open their mouths. It's easier to understand them than the adventurers.

　Garnett easily threw the initiative of consideration over to Hild, and settled himself into the seat of the wide, solidly built carriage.

　One glance at the way his buttocks sank into the seat showed that even a single trivial interior was of unrealistic quality.

　In fact, Garnett couldn't help but roll his eyes at how comfortable the seat was.

''I am aware of the circumstances in which the Commander-in-Chief obtained his 'right eye' from the report prepared by the Royal Palace. I can only imagine that the current space and the space where the Lord Commander encountered the Wise Man (Wiseman) are the same: ......
I feel like that too, for some reason. If that's the case, I've changed a lot. I was so white back then that I couldn't even see up or down.
'This is also just a guess, but I suspect it has nothing to do with Lord Commander's growing proficiency in the exercise of his 'right eye'.

　In other words, that white space is only because of the fact that it was before you got your 'right eye', and afterwards, you changed so much without knowing it?

Or maybe it was just me looking at it at the time.
What do you mean?
A strange kind of fog is covering the town. I wondered if this was a remnant of the true whiteness of that time.
I see ...... the townscape existed from the beginning, but the Commander-in-Chief didn't see it. ...... I think it's possible that it's that way.

　We exchanged a lot of opinions, but it was as if we couldn't seem to come to a conclusion about the identity of this space.

　It was just a series of assumptions, and it only reinforced the conclusion that we didn't know what we were thinking about.

''The white wolf. Well, how did you get back to it when you were there?
''Like this, I grabbed my forehead area and then did my best to [repair] it. I was strangely convinced that I could come back like that, but now that I think about it, maybe that was also the power of my 'right eye'.
'Hmmm ...... detached spirit back to where it should be with [restoration]? However, there are reports that you can't use the skill with spirit alone ...... after establishing the connection (link) between spirit and body, after all .......

　Hild ran a hand over his mouth and began to mumble and get lost in thought.

　It's not something that an outsider would be able to understand.
　It would be better not to interrupt him and wait for him to gather his thoughts.

　If we could restore all three of us to normal in the same way as we did then, it would be better.

''That's right!　Hey, white wolf!　How long are you going to use your right eye? It's not something you can abuse, so just pull it off for now.
Oops, I forgot.

　Garnett warned me, and in order to deactivate the 'Right Eye of Wisdom' that I had been inadvertently continuing to activate, I held my hand over the right half of my face and tried to activate 【Restoration】.

　However, there wasn't even a response to activate the skill, and the right eye was still 'right eye'.

''It's no good. ......
'Oh, hey, what's the matter with you, white wolf?　Don't tell me you've gone back?
Don't worry about it. It's the same as that time. I couldn't use [Restoration] at first back then either because of insufficient links to the physical body or something like that.

　He turned to Hild to ask if he could do something with the wizard's knowledge, quieting the impatient Garnett.

　That was exactly when it happened.
　The entire carriage seemed to vibrate slightly, and then the landscape outside the window began to slide sideways, and even then it began to accelerate faster and faster.

　The iron carriage, as Hildebrand calls it, started to slide out with us on board.

"Oh, shit--!

　It was a space where everything seemed to be still and immobile, so I unconsciously ruled out the possibility of the train (this guy) moving.

　It's hard to say that it was impossible for them to start moving unattended.

　To begin with, I've heard that the ancient magical civilization was superior in golem technology, and I've encountered many times with advanced golems whose relationships are suspected.

　You can make puppet things move autonomously at will, but how is it possible that you can't move a vehicle that only turns its wheels unattended?

''Oraaah!''

　Garnett tries to kick through the wall of the carriage, but all he hears is an underwhelmingly poor sound compared to what he usually does.

'd*mn, I can't use my skills either ......!　Hey, rainbow scales!　How about your magic!
'Ever since I regained consciousness, I've been trying to connect the magic supply pathways from my body!　But it never seemed to connect: ......!
So you're just as useless as me!　Shit!

　Garnett tried to pry the door open, but it seemed to be locked tighter than when he came in, and it didn't open even a fingertip's worth of space.

　I tried to open the window to see if there was a possibility of escape, but I could barely screw my head and shoulders into it to prevent it from falling.

　This was unlikely to allow me to escape, even with Garnett's physique.

　With his head out, he looked at the direction of the vehicle's travel with his 'right eye'.

　There was only one piece of information I could understand.
　The only thing I could understand was where this vehicle was headed.

'It's a big tree ...... plant and crafty ...... no, it's a big tree like a mountain with a mix of buildings ...... apparently we're going to be non-stop up there. Looks like it's going to be carried.