'Ooohhhhhh!

A strong shock hit the entire ship. The furniture is fixed in place, but the dishes and wooden boxes float in the air.
Everyone is clinging desperately to their desks and chairs. Mr. Franz is protecting His Imperial Highness by order of the Emperor. Everyone's faces showed signs of death.
Krus is clinging to the legs of the desk. The Kyrnites, strapped to their chairs with ropes, are twitching and twitching.

And then, the strongest shock shakes the hull.
The warding fingers prevented the impact. It was as if we were being tossed about by a giant wave. The sound of breaking glass. The shaking and impact came intermittently--and then silence.

The ground is flat. To be precise, the part that used to be a wall is now the ground, but there is no sign of further shaking. I staggered to my feet.

I take a deep breath. The temperature should be high, but I'm comfortable thanks to my shirt.

I'm alive. ...... I'm alive!

The hall was a mess. It was the first time he had ever experienced a crash, and in the corner, the knights of his guard, who had been knocked down by the laws of physics because they could not withstand the violent impact, were lying in a tight ball. But they're not dead, are they?
The Emperor puts his hands on the floor and slowly raises himself up. Franz moans. Crus and his group of mages had cast a shock-reducing spell on him before the crash.
The carpet, which had been clinging to the table for some reason despite its ability to fly, stands up.

It seems that the only ones unharmed are ...... me and the carpet. However, if the damage is only this much after crashing from that height, it's pretty good.

'Ugh...... what ...... happened......'.

I wonder if he hit his body, but he opens his eyes while holding his arm. He is still dazed and his eyes are unfocused. His speech is not as strong as before.
But it seems that no bones are broken. There's no blood. Maybe it's just a bruise.

I was the only one on my feet.

Oh, man, amateurs in a plane crash? When you're in a situation like that, it's best to keep your eyes closed because if you keep them open, you'll get dizzy. It's even better to cover your ears and curl up. It's an escape from reality.

But now is not the time for that.

Outside the broken glass, there is sand and gravel.
I reach out my hand gently. It is now in the shadow of the lying hull, but perhaps it has just been exposed to the scorching sun, and I can feel the strong heat that almost burns my fingertips.
I made up my mind and landed on the ground.

Neither the heat nor the light could have any negative effect on my comfort. I step out of the shadow of the ship, almost tripping over my feet in the sand.

The sight before me took my breath away.

It was a desert. However, it was not empty until the end of the horizon.

Beyond the shimmering air, I saw a large city a few hundred meters away. Overgrown with trees, white buildings could be seen beyond the low outer walls. With my eyesight, I could see nothing more than peas in a pod, but a number of small shadows appeared at the gate, perhaps startled by our sudden fall.
Near the gate, a flag is fluttering. Five spears on a yellow background - the flag of Toaizant, the land of sand that we were shown before we began our journey as escorts.

...... Hmmm ...... fell into a good spot. Apparently, we don't need to camp out.
You can't even use your warding fingers to keep you from camping out.

I was wondering what was going to happen, but it looks like I got there safely.

I nodded, hard-boiled, and decided to return to the ship to give the good news.



'It looks like we've arrived safely in the city!

'Mu......u...... you, I'll say no more............'

Franz-san replied in a muffled voice while holding his eyebrows, as if his vision was still not fixed.





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And as a result, we arrived safely at our destination, Toaizant, the Land of Sand.
No one died (many were injured). It was a perfect job, just in time for the meeting.

The developed city seen from the landing site was apparently the capital of Toaizant. This was where the meeting would be held.
Originally, the airship was supposed to land at an airfield far away from the capital, so it was probably a good thing that it was so close.

It was a blessing in disguise.


'I'll definitely beat you up when I get better,......'.


The lodgings prepared in Toaizant. The moment you land, you've squeezed all the magic out of your body to cast a defensive spell on everyone, says Crus, slumped in his bed.

While my stock continued to fall, Crus' stock continued to rise.
At first, he was shunned by the members of the group because he was a spirit man, but now he was able to talk to them without hesitation. Some of them even proclaimed that he saved their lives. Krus is a good boy by nature, and I can say that he is as he should be, but I am glad that I asked Lapidus to help me. You'll have to thank Lapis formally next time you visit ......, though I won't give you Lucia.

The crash of the airship is an international issue. Even if there was no damage, there will be a lot of trouble that I don't understand because it fell in another country and in an unscheduled place. But there is no room for me to interfere in that.
By now, the civil servants of Zebrudia who had been brought in or had arrived by other routes should have been running around dealing with them.

Unexpected betrayal and an encounter with the Temple of Treasures. Too many things have happened.

But let's think about this calmly. Before I left, I told Eva, "There might be bandits. There might be monsters. There might be a treasure house, there might be a disaster. And we certainly haven't encountered any of those things.

We have been betrayed but not attacked by bandits, dragons have appeared but no magical beasts have appeared.
We have encountered the Treasure Hall, but that was an encounter, not a new occurrence, and we were swallowed up by a storm, but it was not a disaster.

In other words, nothing that I mentioned happened. What I mean by that is....

'............ maybe I'm ...... lucky this time?

'!

'No, no, wait, wait. The most dangerous time is when you're not careful. ...... Something might happen from now on.'

'? That's enough, that's enough. ...... Yowaningen......'

Crus stretches out his arm weakly. His white, smooth skin is bare.


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