Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de
190 Tabernacle 15, Apparently.

"Hey, was this unexpected?

Gilliel looked around as she tilted her neck.

I looked around and there was nothing around, just endless white spaces going on everywhere.

Too much killing landscape, staring at me blinds me.

"Poochie? Do you feel anything?

When Gilliel pulls the lead he was holding, he can hear the creaking groan coming from his feet.

If you trace the tip of the lead, it is connected to the collar of the tecateca with the enamel that hit it, and the collar restrained the neck of a woman with long green hair.

The green-haired woman was not only stamped with a collar around her neck, but the costume she was wearing was also a dog-wearing gesture with bumps all over her body.

Politely, the dog ears grow firmly between the green hair.

In addition, there were painful blue bruises firmly engraved all over the neat face, but the pain was also all kinds of smashed up because it was firmly dog on the nose and mouth area.

A woman dressed like that on all fours at Gilliel's feet, strangled and groaned by a pulled collar.

"Gi, Dear Gilliel... painful..."

"Um? Did Porch talk? No, no, no, that's not stupid, 'cause Porch is a dog. There's no way a dog talks, is there? That's not true, is it? If I heard a dog talking, my fist would be like this, I'm sure."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I've reflected, so don't hit me again..."

The green-haired woman, called Porch, raises a frightened voice to Gilliel, who laughs and starts to hold and open her right hand.

"I still feel like I can hear you. I think it's time for the fist to come to its limit."

Gilliel stares at a green-haired woman nodding at her feet.

In the wake of that rugged gaze, the woman at her feet screamed briefly.

"Master Gilliel, don't bully him too much. You're saying I'm reflecting, too."

It was the red-haired man who spoke from behind Gilliel.

Said Gilliel glances back over her shoulder and then squeaks blush.

"I'm busy with Josio's ass."

"Yoshio's fixed."

"It must be fixed. Or do you think the Lord is unhappy with his own namesake?

"No... Josio is fine"

The red-haired man, who has a tired voice with a laid back expression, is a former administrator of the Beast Nation realm.

To the phrase that took the realm away by Gilliel's invasion, it fits in with the near-to-spare drama of Gilliel and the goddess of young daughters, and has been given an unintelligible name from him, who furthermore says Josio, etc.

However, that treatment was not so bad because Gilliel and the young goddess went down before they moved on to exercising their strength, knowing their own end.

Although his stature as an administrator was lowered, he was allowed to remain a pillar of the beast clan administrator until then.

However, in addition to his absolute obedience to Gilliel, his name, Josio, had become entrenched.

The name of God in this world is not known to the inhabitants of that world.

Originally, the administrators who were in the five pillars had no names, so they could not be rewarded, but the fact that they had been named made it possible to designate him to perform the spell.

Josio himself was definitely not known to the residents of the lower realm, but Gilliel is plotting to see the timing and circulate this information around Lianya.

This is because you can exercise stronger spells by specifying names, but there was a downside to the need to weave Josio's name into the chanting spell.

"What a spell. There's nothing boiling in my mind."

"How many bumps are you talking about, Master Gilliel?"

Gilliel turned her face away and pierced her silence to Josio, who said she was thinking something that was definitely not even this guy.

Compared to Josio like that, the treatment of the ethnic administrator who hit the attack after hitting the end is pathetic.

Named Porch by Gilliel, he is only allowed to walk on all fours at all times, dressed as a dog and even worn as a collar and lead.

Because I was in the way of walking, a consultation was also exchanged between Gilliel and the goddess of the young girl to say that I should cut off my limbs in a good place in Kiri, but this Josio desperately stopped.

Because I disobeyed my Lord, the Toddler Goddess said that so much sin would be normal, but unexpectedly Gilliel agreed with Josio's intercession.

"I don't care either way, but I think I should avoid ways that might offend Lianya later when she asks me."

To the toddler goddess, who asks him why, when Gilliel answers this, the toddler goddess slightly but pales and decides to accept Josio's intercession.

Only the right to manage the realm remains well covered, so a spell woven with Porch's name doesn't work.

"Could it have been interesting if I could have made it into a spell...?

"I don't know what you're thinking, but now he says let's think about the situation ahead of us!

Gilliel, told Josio, looks around again.

Speaking of the former and the head, Gilliel, who subordinated the two administrators of the Mankind and the Beast Nation, was forced by three men to set his next target as the administrator of the Elf, and tried to open the path to his realm and get in there.

Gilliel's abilities were used to maintain the realm of the people and the realm of the dragon people who lost their administrator, so they were somewhat attenuated, but it was nevertheless possible to exercise stronger powers than the administrator of the elves if they were followed there, and it was not a very difficult task to crack the path open.

That's how Gilliels dived into the Elf's realm by diving through the path they opened, but there was nothing to get to.

I don't see an elf tribe administrator who should be there.

For a moment, the idea of saying it would be another trap makes Gilliel head.

My memory is still new when I previously dived into the realm of the Dragon Nation to confront the Administrator.

At that time Gilliel was greatly tormented by the dragon tribe administrator who had been planted with something on his body and became the trap itself, and by a truly disgusting configuration trap that said that if the administrator died even if he could not crush the trap itself, the realm would disappear.

As a result, of the work done by dispersing thought, Gilliel is surviving in a way that says that the task of taking administrative authority away from the dragon people's administrators is only too timely and slowly crushing the trap body after rebuilding the realm.

Abominably, I was unable to secure the identity of the dragon tribe administrator who became the trap body, and I suffered few wounds in that battle.

The erasure law should make the killer either an Elf administrator or a Demon administrator, but Gilliel is firmly sworn to her heart that she will surely replace it and will absolutely retaliate against it.

Whether such an idea had appeared on his expression, Josio solidified with a peek into Gilliel's face, and the pouch at his feet began to groan again as he managed to escape from it with his neck strangled by a collar.

Gilliel, who returned to me with that groan, stomps on the pouch trying to escape for now and glances back at Josio, who is peeking into his own face.

The stepped pouch screamed fuzzily, and Josio immediately turned his gaze in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"Can't your abilities confirm the existence of an Elf administrator?

"I don't like the scanning system."

"Wow, wow... wow"

I can yell something from under my painful breath when my pouch stays trampled on, but naturally it can't tell Gilliel what she wants to say with the word "wow" either.

Grabbing and dragging the root of the pouch just enough to roar, now grabbing the chest barn and Gilliel hoisting the pouch.

"Wow! Wow!?

"Wouldn't be wacky to pass it on!? Talk properly!

"No, the dog threatened not to talk..."

I don't know if it seems too unreasonable, but Josio would have roughed it up, but he puts a stick in Gilliel.

Gilliel, who was penetrated and put in, pondered in solidified for a while, eventually grabbing the chest barn and attracting the face of the pouch he was hoisting to his own eyes, speaks with plenty of intimidation on his voice.

"I have no choice, so it's good to talk. However... to strangle the end of the story. Whoa! Whoa!

"Such an intact..."

"Ah!?

"No... I get it. I'll do as you say."

It was a pouch I tried to defend, but I couldn't resist being rocked back and forth when I hung over it.

Porch accepts what Gilliel says as he weeps his eyes wide.

After seeing it satisfactorily, Gilliel took her hand away from the chest barn she was grabbing.

"So? Did Porch's sense of smell catch anything?

"It's not a sense of smell... Oh, no, it's just a sense of smell."

The more I try to resist, the more escalating the assault, dubbed a punishment, so I wish I'd given up early. In front of Josio's eyes, Porch talks on all fours as I try to turn away from Gilliel's gaze to replace out.

"There are still signs. But... I don't think I'm in this realm anymore."

"Can you follow the traces with the smell?

"How can you stay away from the smell... I can't, there's not enough trace left to track it"

To say that the realm was left intact does not mean that the administrators of the Elves have ceased to exist like the administrators of the Dragons.

But then the question remains as to why he disappeared leaving his realm unattended.

"Do you have any idea where to abandon the realm and escape?

"Nothing. I mean, I don't think there's a place where you can get away with abandoning the realm."

"You agree with Porch. I don't know where we can go. It's not just admin space, it's downstairs."

Josio said below is about a continent that currently has lotus Mita.

Gilliel asks the two of them after much thought.

"You think he went downstairs?

I'll ask, Gilliel, but I've already figured he wouldn't have it.

The answers that were returned were also only what Gilliel expected.

"I don't think so. If we went downstairs, we'd know."

"I don't think I've been there either. It's not a place I like to go, and when I get down, it's weird that I'm not making a scene down there."

Whatever the contents, once administrators are in a position to say God in this world.

If the name is unknown, and if the world is going to let the inhabitants know that they are interested in the game in the world they manage, they may be told who worships them as gods, but they are still in a position to be treated as gods, given only the character of existence and the power they possess.

If that were to come down to this world, it would undoubtedly be fussy and not strange, but the signs of that said noise had not occurred in this world to the best of Gilliel's knowledge.

"I can't take it together...... Josio takes control of the Elves area. Keep Porch running a trace scan of the caretaker."

"It's me. Well, I don't have the person, so I'm probably fine."

"Scanning is impossible to track... nothing, let me do it!

Josio, who starts processing as blurry as he can be ordered, and Porch, who really starts to smell all over the place, staying in a quadruple position with a half-yaked fucking smell.

Having confirmed it, Gilliel began to think about what to report to her Lord and what to ask.