I'm Telling You, Ancients Aren't Stupid, Really

I really was born to toil, seriously.

I'd thought the long-awaited Carnival would mean a glorious half-month vacation. At the very least, I could indulge my dream of loafing around, eating and waiting to die, and showing off girls whenever I had nothing better to do. But who could have expected that on only the second day, trouble would already be looming?

The first matter was Sally's identity. That could perhaps be set aside for now. The collapse of Atlantis civilization had already been closed as a case; all we needed to do now was reconstruct the history of that era and try to determine what happened on Earth after Viska left. Who knew when such a routine investigation would yield results? Besides, it didn't require my involvement, so I could put it out of my mind for the time being.

The second matter was Yakumo Ran's appearance.

The Nine-tailed Fox who had gotten stuck in a spatial passage for unknown reasons and was already severely injured and unconscious by the time she was found.

After Yakumo Yukari's preliminary treatment and assessment, it had been ruled out that her injuries had been caused by the spatial passage tearing at her. According to Mother Yukari, those wounds looked more like the result of pure external impact. In other words, Yakumo Ran had already been injured before being sucked into the spatial passage.

How much force would it take for a simple impact to injure a Nine-tailed Fox?

At the very least, ordinary Shilin Soldiers' guns and cannons couldn't break through that kind of defense if they relied solely on kinetic damage without adding psionic energy. After all, she stood at the pinnacle of power in another world. Yakumo Ran's strength was no mere decoration.

"Did a meteor hit her?"

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