Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Minutes staring at each other with an elf girl who has suddenly spoken.

Looking at this one from behind the robe with her palms facing up, she doesn't seem willing to move until I get some kind of reaction, and she doesn't even move with Pickle.

Besides, this is a market where a lot of people come and go, and there are mountains of witnesses. It seems easy to believe the point that she has spoken out in such a place and her attitude in the eyes, and the words that she is unwilling to do harm to build on them.

... and I think I know Rafael.

Sometimes Lafar looks at us worryingly with an unspoken look on his face, and I can draw attention to the fact that women ask me to stay so low and go down. Having come to the conclusion that I wouldn't mind as much as listening, I turn again to the elf girl.

But that made me wonder what to say.

Her 'story you want to hear' would be about an attempt to attack the Pania Chamber of Commerce. Then it's a place that doesn't touch people's eyes, and I don't want a place to worry about being bugged. When it comes to a place that meets its conditions with a less landscaped Fortrace, it is inside the room of the lodging. There's a lot going on over there when I'm staying.

But can I invite you to the inn room? It's like telling the enemy to come alone, and I wonder if it would offend the mood of the elf girl, even though some of the Raphaels do. It would be a shame to pretend like that for a chance to let me talk from across the corner.

Albione opens his mouth to see if he sees it when he worries about where to guide him when it's somewhere else, outside the walls of the castle, while chewing up the inconvenience that this isn't a magesta again.

"- Why don't we just go back to the inn? It's starting to stand out."

"That's right..."

I felt a little nasty about Albione for suggesting a light return to the inn, but I definitely ask the elf girl because I don't have any other good ideas.

"Would that be all right?

"I don't mind. Thank you for trusting me."

I just think a little bit about what my grip was on her, who nodded without getting lost. But I decided to look at Rafael, whose place closed without contention and brightened his expression, well.

"Okay, let's go. Our inn is a little further between the water gate and the wind gate."

"Okay."

I nodded and slowly walked out for the inn, making sure she was walking out behind us.

- In the inn room.

"Use that chair over there."

"Okay."

To the elf girl. If you recommend a side table chair and sit on the edge of the bed you are using, Rafael and Albione will line up behind my diagonal. That's how I let the two of them peek into my face from both sides, and the elf girl who was taking the robe shrugged smudgingly after she stopped moving for a moment.

"I also thought when we found ourselves lined up in a confectionery shop... but the spirits really loved us."

I wonder what the answer should be to those words that can also be taken as solitary.

I guess the look of Rafael and Albione not leaving her side looks like she's protecting me in her eyes. In fact, I think you're right. Apart from being unconscious or sure, I'm pretty sure the two of you are feeling my vigilance. Because Lafar, who was showing off his sleigh like someone he knew, wouldn't stop by while he cared about the elf girl.

I'm glad to hear the two favorites show their attitude that I'm the priority. But I'm not close enough to an elf girl to explain it, and I don't know how she feels or what she thinks, who's always been respectful to the Raphaels.

So I responded by returning a vague grin to the elf girl.

... Nevertheless, have you been getting your marks so early?

Should we be surprised that Albione and the others didn't sense us until we took action, or should we be impressed with the level of Elf's ability to easily spot them in the vessel as spirits?

Silence falls between me looking at my dewy pointy ears and the elf girl looking this way.

But Rafael and Albione opened their mouths, as if to break such silence.

"- I've been watching you ever since you were born, my dear."

"Because you've made my years of dreams come true. Thank you to your husband."

The elf girl laughs like she's in trouble after she glances at the two people who tell her to do so as if to hold her hand on my shoulder.

"... I understand. Don't worry, we won't hurt anyone you two watch over."

Clearly proclaiming that to Rafael and the others, she opens her mouth with a slight loosening of her expression when she then turns to me.

"Let me introduce myself again, then, dear Spirit loved ones. I'm Ries, Lang's grandson, the elder in the elf. When the snow broke down, there was an incident in which a sacred tree protecting the inner shrine was cut down, so we are following the whereabouts of the sacred tree and the culprit brought up with the lives of the elders and chiefs"

Where I heard the holy tree had been cut down, I felt signs on my back that Rafael had taken his breath away, and as the word progressed again, seriousness grew on Ries' face. Their reactions and the meaning of the word "shrine" and "holy tree" in the story made me feel the seriousness of the matter.

"The Divine Domain and the Holy Tree are very important to our Elves. Therefore, the reaction to this incident is intense. There are still a handful of young people out there who want to play tricks. If the crime continues like this, it will eventually be the will of the entire inside. We must find the culprit as soon as possible before that happens and make him redeem his sins"

A hunch close to certainty passes through the back of his brain about how this time it is told from Ries' mouth.

- Definitely. It's Maris.

The expectation that we finally found it and the hope that we will still be able to make it, the remorse and slight guilt of the seniors Ljeci and Zenos who pass behind their brains, Julia's inability to help, the tension over the incident that may happen, and the anger and doubt about Maris as to why this is happening.

Various emotions get into your chest, but now is not the time to be emotional. Swallow the emotions that boil to keep complex thoughts from appearing on your face, and I will wait for Ries to continue his story.

"But when it comes to pursuing the killer, we don't know much about the inside and out. And we are aware that the elves are a rare species and look good. That's why I've been chosen to protect myself, but I don't care if there's something left to blame between inside and outside on the road to chase the killer. It is therefore up to the elders to beg for the help of their uncles and aunts, who have been travelling through people's countries for a long time. That's why I'm here."

So closing, she exhales, tired of talking.

Me and Ries were in a similar situation in terms of not being able to move around in a different position and history. That's why I think about the sincerity of Ries, who told me without covering up.

To omit previous attitudes, it is presumed that Rafael used to help the elves in some way. Then you can see that Ries had that robe, and that I could easily cut the magic prop with the Spirit's protection. If it was Rafael who gave that robe protection, I'd be the one currently benefiting most from that power by signing with her.

Perhaps the same reason Ries is showing such a friendly attitude. Given her mission, she shouldn't deserve credit except within herself. But I guess this is how the elves revealed their hands to me because they cared for Rafael to see them with respect.

When that happens, is her purpose like discussing not being hostile to me or asking for help...

Judging by the attitude I showed on the road to the inn and the stories I have just heard, I open my mouth to see if I can work with Ries.

"Pania, may I ask why you attacked the Chamber of Commerce?

"I felt a slight sign of the Holy Wood when I was in the Handel with that man from the Chamber of Commerce. Probably touched a holy tree brought up somewhere. That's why I tried to talk to you, but I got unlucky enough to start traveling in a carriage. I wasn't sure what to do because I was on my way to visit my uncles, but it turned out that the land they were after was Fortrace, just like mine, so I was following the trail. But those mercenaries were sharp and didn't get a chance... and while I was doing that, I met them."

You remembered the hard work on the road, she sighs as tired.

"Rare users and others who smash the protection of the Spirit in this age. Besides, it connected us to those who could serve as clues to the Holy Tree. I rushed into the capital and asked to see my aunt in the castle to ask for instructions. And if I wandered around town waiting for a reply, would the man in question be in line for a confectionery shop in harmony with the great-great-gracious Lafar and the Spirit of Water? I've looked back five times."

I don't know what to say to Ries, who says so and laughs bitterly, and returns a dry laugh. She must have panicked, too, as I warned of Ries' presence. I couldn't help but think of her mind when she discovered us.

Ries contacted me. My aunt might have been surprised. No, if my niece hadn't contacted me in a long time with all that noisy content, it would definitely not be calm in my chest. That's how I felt about Lies' aunt, and I felt hooked.

- Speaking of which, didn't you tell me you just applied to see your aunt in the castle?

I looked back at Ries' words for the discomfort I felt, and I opened my eyes haha.

If you let me help you with the Holy Tree thing, you might be able to grab Maris' whereabouts, and there's a good chance you'll be able to get into the castle. Also, Zenos seems to be with Maris, so it's possible to negotiate this information with the Black Snake as bait.

I could explore the Holy Tree thing from the Pania Chamber of Commerce, and help Ellis spend time outside the unfamiliar. Some of Lafar's mouthwaters there won't mean he'll refuse to help.

My face is about to burst into a future outlook that I opened at once. But Ries opened her mouth again when she told herself it was too soon to rejoice.

"This situation is exactly as I just told you. And somehow you'll be guessing, we want to avoid hostility with those who receive the favor of the Spirit. For the Elves, the Spirit is a venerable being, of which Lafar is greatly gracious. There are also a number of magic props that are protected like robes. Depending on what you think, you need to go back inside and discuss this matter again with your elders and elders. If there are no obstacles, could you let me know what you intend to do now?

I get ready for the straight dark green eyes everywhere I ask.

There is no longer any reason to hesitate to join hands with Ries, who bears the circumstances inside the elf. Given her and my situation in the first place, working together is better for each other.

More importantly because of the presence of Rafael and Albione, I would like to show my sincerity to her for exposing my hands so honestly so far.

"I've noticed Rafael and Albione, and it may be even more so from you, but this is my natural color."

That's what I said and back to the way I should have been unlocking [disguise], I face Ries again.

"Let me introduce myself as I should, with respect to the sincerity of the way I visit from inside the elves. My name is Doyle von Aginis. Born between the brave Alan of Thunder Spears and the Virgin Serena, the owner of the ancient Duke of Aginis family in Majesta, with Zeno the brave man of Flame Spears to his grandfather"

Even if the Majesta or the Duke's family didn't know, was it surprising that the brave and the holy girl, Ries looked out for them? And he turned his gaze once to the Lafar's behind me and nodded deeply as he was convinced.

"I visited this land in search of means to pursue sinners who tried to threaten my country. Perhaps those I'm chasing are the same people behind the sinners I'm chasing in the elves."

If I told him so, Ries took his breath away and then shrugged that he couldn't believe it with a trembling voice.

"No way, such a coincidence..."

"It's a miraculous odds, but if you know his nature, you can't say it's a coincidence."

I say that to Ries, who looks at me with skepticism, and exhales.

What Ries and I have encountered is fateful, but if you think we have met after Maris trying to wage war and great harm to devour negative emotions, it is also inevitable. To explain that, I ask Ries, who is confused.

"Tell you what, I don't want to hurt you or the elves. I rather hope we can work together. - Back in time, it's been almost two years, but now can you listen to me?

If he tells him that by looking into his confused dark green eyes, Ries closes his eyes and often conceives. Like I was, I guess I'm glued with all the possibilities floating around and disappearing.

Waiting for her to think, seconds or minutes?

She opens her mouth quietly with her eyes open.

"Let's hear it."

Ries' voice, who said so, was powerful, and he had an unmistakable look on his face.