Inside the guild branch.
Me and Look were listening to Sille's 'request'.
"Actually, there's a species called Dark Elves in the woods nearby."
"Oh, you used to live with an elf, didn't you?"
Hammer while Looks serves tea.
"It is. But since the troubles happened a while ago, Dark Elves have been living in other woods."
"A while ago? Until ten or twenty years ago, there must have been only elves around here."
"Yeah, so maybe fifty or a hundred years ago"
"... right"
I don't know what time feels like. Isn't fifty to one hundred years too much of an interval in the first place?
Let's not touch on the topic of elf time anymore.
"Dark Elves had no contact other than to dispense the sap of the Divine Tree. I'm not in an area where there is the protection of the Divine Tree because I'm already moving to a nearby forest, but I've lived there for a long time, so take into account..."
"I complained about the amount of sap, is that what you mean?
Look says.
It would be sap when it comes to topics that are likely to be the most recent rubbing.
But Sirle shook her neck to the side.
"Actually, there was a snitch that Dark Elves would attack us."
"Oh no...!
"That's radical again. Why?"
"I don't know why. But even the Dark Elf, the moderate Opti, says that the extremists and the once neutral factions have already agreed to attack."
It would be an arithmetic to take over a weak elf if you simply think about it.
The Sage Old Society disappeared and withstood the demonic invasion. But because I'm pretty worn out because of it.
In other words:
That's why he wants to make a request to the Alliance.
"... Yes. Again and again, I'm sorry, but there are only a few elves who can fight... When this happens, we have to rely on external forces."
"That's the guild, so don't hesitate to ask. When is the attack coming in?
"Still unknown, but soon"
"... Really?"
Look looks bitter.
anxious sille asked.
"Aren't we going to get together?
"Right. It will cost a lot of money, but I think that if we make an urgent request or a nomination request, we will get together to some extent.... Still, when it comes to defending on a pedigree-by-species basis..."
Urgent request, nomination request.
Some adventurers are already on request and have refused to take on the request.
And this request will be on a 'war' scale.
Elves further afield.
Look is cloudy with words, but few adventurers will think about coming.
"Really..."
The sille I've guessed is a face that doesn't float anywhere.
"Well don't let it get you down. 'Cause I'll take it too."
"Are you sure?!?"
Sille is stunned.
Apparently, I thought it was something I wouldn't take on a request.
Is that true?
I stayed almost a month just for this request. The Sorians have returned, and I guess I didn't think I had enough time to take the request.
"Yeah. But the rest of them seem busy, so it's gonna be me personally, not a party."
"No! Mr. Jeed would just love to be here......!
That makes me happy, too. It's not bad to be needed this way.
Unexpectedly, the look leaks "ah".
"I was told that the rental house where Mr. Zied lives will be evicted tomorrow..."
"Then it doesn't matter if you're in Nojuku."
Until now, I lived in a rental house because Phil and Yui were together.
But I'm used to wildlife in the first place.
They don't seem to have any inns in the elves, so they won't bother to get the look to work.
That's what I thought, but Sille has changed his face and said it.
"No! You can't put Mr. Zied in such an environment! Come to my house! Lana will welcome you, too. Yikes!
"Oh, wow."
A little frightened at the impending appearance.
"Um, Master Sille. Dear Sied, I will have my house or a new rental, so you don't have to do that..."
"No. I'm sorry to bother you so much. Because I made a request in a hurry. For one thing, Mr. Zied is at home."
"Oh, really? It would be helpful if you could say that. I want to leave the rental when other adventurers arrive...... Is that all right with you, Mr. Zied?
Look just asks for the final confirmation.
As far as I'm concerned, I'm definitely better than Nojuku, so I'm not dissatisfied with anything. I'd rather be thankful.
"Oh. Sirle, do me a favor"
"Yes."
Sille grinned satisfactorily.
Then a day went by and I was led to Sille's house.