The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

Civilization and backwardness coexist, mystery and truth dance together, hundreds of tons of steam airships soar in the sky, huge steel beasts rampant across the earth, there is a golden hall for belief in the holy light, a school for imparting knowledge, a hospital where modern medicine has begun to emerge, and there are also known as masters. The stick of godly grace.

The magical light flickered in the sky and the earth, and the knight’s charge made the earth tremble.

The demon tide rises again, and the world goes back and forth. The great magic wave sweeping the entire multiverse is here again, the history buried in the dust reappears, and the myths such as the elves, dwarves, and ancient dragons that have gone away return.

In this wonderful time period, a traveler from another world came across time and space.

I want to be a master, but he doesn’t allow it.

Warriors are just fine.

Don’t tell me about homeopathic, white crow swordsmanship. The etiquette of the soldiers is to meet and open up, and saving the world is the essence of the soldiers.