Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Often since Astra accepted the discussion.

He was rescued from the hole by Rafael and the Spirits of the Wind.

And beneath the whitening sky, Astra lays idly down its giant in a square in the middle of the elf. You're alert to your surroundings. You seem unwilling to fight at the moment for something that keeps your golden eyes busy. You were honestly being treated, and there were several elves and seniors Leo and Ljeci gathering around the black dragon occupying the majority of the square.

Apparently, the Holy Knife has swept away Astra's magic as well as wiping out the influence of Maris and the others, where they are being treated.

I tried to talk to him and he came through a lot of people and I was in a pretty hurry......

I have new memories of Rafael calling Seniors Leo, rushing to Astra, who stretched out his limbs without force. Exhaling softly, the Leo seniors, who were just examining the first wound I put on, looked up.

"The bleeding of the foot wound is already stopping, and you're starting to heal a little bit."

If Senior Leo speaks that way, he will explain the dragon as the elves who were diagnosing the wound with him nod.

"The dragon is also highly capable of self-regeneration, so it is more unusual that this degree of wound is still not blocked. It must have been the weapons celebrated by the gods that were used."

"I guess it has a lot of impact because it seemed like it was out of magic. But dragons cut off their magic and so on. This is a rare case."

"" Heh. ""

Seniors Ljeci and Sana 'a raise their admirable voices to the words of the elves looking up at the shiatsu and dragon.

Whether it was embarrassing or regrettable to have had the magic cut, Astra was silently swallowing the magic restorative pills poured into her mouth by the other elves, even though she seemed to distract herself from the conversation between Seniors Leo.

"Elf's Secret Medicine Like Water..."

"I know exactly how Lord Velco feels. It's the merchant's sex that calculates how much it costs."

Lord Velco, the former king of Pines and the Elves, who had been forcibly evacuated by Rafael, are also returning, and the inside is regaining its vitality. In the meantime, Scion and Albione are the ones with difficult faces.

"It's hard to die, but you need to do so much healing pills, young lady."

'That's right. What if this makes you feel better and the elves can take you away?

If Albione agrees with Scion, who shrugged like that with Halbert next to him so that he could always take it, he sees here the golden eyes if he heard the two of them.

Little by little, the gold illuminated by the morning sun is clear, and I don't think Albione is up to something like that.

Besides, the dragon is a proud species. It's hard to imagine Astra, who would have gone back to sane, working a wolf on someone she's treated for after losing.

"- It's okay. Astra wouldn't do that."

Staring into the golden eyes while answering that to Albione and Scion is the whine of Astra I heard in the middle of the battle.

"Why didn't you know? If I've already... '

"We don't have time, so let me hurry."

I can't read the dragon's complexion or anything, but I feel like I was prepared to be saddened by those words that were spoken after I accidentally zeroed them out.

Astra says' we 'is not the Maris and the others, but someone more important...

And I guess Astra decided to accept my proposal for someone of them.

Astra moved for the first time in a long time as she thought about it calmly and in retrospect.

"- That's enough. This much magic is enough. Thank you."

When Astra, who consumed the majority of the available recovery drugs, squeaks so, she slowly rises up worried about the elves and senior Leo. The wound that was supposed to have been on Astra's leg, which stretched her back, had already healed.

Black dragons set on the back of the morning sun are somewhere dignified and beautiful.

- You'd be jealous if I told Master Gray and the others.

Astra opens her big mouth when she thinks so vaguely.

"[Humanization]"

At the same time as he spoke of his skills, Astra's body glowed and the slightly visible silhouette instantly shrunk. And with the convergence of light emerges a brunette youth.

Unlike dragon men like Levi and Lord Dabol, Astra and her thoughtful youth have no scales on their necks or faces stretched from their hands or collars peeking from their hems, and their white, smooth skin and faces are no different from ours. However, the shape was breathtaking for the women of the elves.

"People are small and inconvenient, but you can't always look down on someone you might be working with."

Astra walked up to me as I praised her face for not being used to walking in a person's body, stopping her leg in the position she had left for about two steps and sitting on the ground, looking straight up at me.

"Sit down, spin your name. Son of man, chosen by the gods. They expose each other to the inside of their chests."

I guess this is a rare situation because the elderly elves heard such noises about Astra's appearance as "the dragon took the human form," "I sat down first," and "I can't believe I'm allowed to be looked down".

The Dragon King's son sent me so far that I won't return anything...

I felt slightly rude to just sit in a situation that seemed to give me some thanks, so I removed the holy knife I was wearing, and placed it between the two of them with my hips down on the ground like Astra did. Then I said my mouth to convey my position, staring into the golden eyes that had finally reached the same height.

"He has a fiery spear brave man in his grandfather, is born in this world as a thunderous spear brave man and son of the Virgin Serena, and serves His Highness Grey, who will be revealed in the next king of Majesta. Doyle von Aginis, heir to the Duke of Aginis family. Longer, so I'll skip the details of the history, but I'm acting to stop the dragon kingdom that's about to invade Fortrace and the Beastman kingdoms."

Astra nodded at me like that with a satisfying look on her face, and the emotion was extraordinarily easier to read than when she looked like a dragon, so much so that there was one person in her mind.

Perhaps for the dragons to humanize and confront other races has a role to play not only in keeping their eyes on each other, but also in making their expressions clear to the other. Adding to the response of the elves, it seems to make sense to talk on equal terms.

Astra squeezes her expression and talks as she exhales in relief that she is glad to put the Holy Knife down understanding her suddenly humanized intentions.

"Then let's say I'll name it again, too. Astra, the eldest son of Dragon King Orbis. There is a desire to stop the war, but the priority should be to get the materials needed for the special effects of death and illness that are raging in the land of dragons. Therefore, he came to the elves for skills that could bring the plants back to life."

So 'we' don't have time, is it...

Simultaneously knowing and convinced of the meaning of the Astra dialogue that had caught on, the upset spreads among the elves who were watching the situation when it became clear that the raid reason was an inherent skill [regression to green]. In the meantime, he stopped Seniors Leo, who reacted pickly to the word death and illness, with his gaze, and if he encouraged Astra to continue, he spoke quietly again.

"The symptoms are very similar to the outage of magic, but the use of healing pills has no effect, gradually losing power and the spirits are unable to sense magic, leading to death. Since a medicinal doctor named Zenos used the material he had to make medicine to suppress the medical condition, and because our life expectancy was longer than that of an elf and the strength of our body, we had a long-standing belief that a cure would be established within it, but less than a year after the first patient died, the dead crossed the double digit. About last month. It has been found that plants grown somewhere in the land where the nations of man spread in order to make special effects, which are also not the dry ones that Zenos possessed, but need something fresh. My father decided to step into the land of men after a bitter decision."

"So this leads to a war at Fortrace..."

"Yes, I purposefully announced the opening of the war in the hope of the surrender of Fortraith, and also in order not to vandalize in vain the nations of man that lie ahead. Maris said if the kingdoms of the Beasts instantly turned into scorched earth and Fortrace fell too quickly, people would dawn their fearful kingdoms. I stopped, but my father adopted the plan and ordered everyone to prepare for the war. If Eratoma had the unique skills of the Elves in such a fold, he could restore the materials Zenos possesses and mass produce them, and of course his people would not have to burn the beasts or the nations of man. Besides, I came to this land alone because they said that they would keep the bonds that protect the inside open for easy entry."

"What!?

"Hey! Is that really what Elatoma said!?

Astra's explanation shouted unexpectedly at the elf youths who had been rolled in tie. The face was colored with more amazement and disappointment than it was when they heard about the chiefs and elders, who finally seemed to understand that they had been deceived and used by Elatoma.

"... don't be cruel"

"Oh."

I snort at Shion, who is so small behind his back.

The idea of the future of the clan and the intention of buying a hater was to unknowingly help bring the kidnapper inside.

The despair of the youth is profound.

And that was something I could tell Astra, too.

"You know Elatoma?

Astra asks me with a surprised look when she hears Scion whining with the elf youth like the end of the world. I was somewhat anxious to see if my trust in Eratoma, which showed me the way forward, had begun to shake due to the situation I was now seeing and hearing.

... Where are the facts and where are the Maris and the others from?

Talk about the morbidity prevalent among dragons, the plants that are the key to the special effects and their location, and then the ability to restore the material mass produced as long as there is an elf. How far the hell did it happen in real life, and where did it come from, a fabrication story by the Maris and the others?

Depending on the matter, Astra stands in the abyss of despair more than the youth of the elves.

The face was even more distorted when I saw Astra as my heart felt a dodgy and unpleasant noise about the possibility of disappearing when I floated.

I want to believe Elatoma.

But can I really believe it?

There was such a grip on Astra's face.

"... I've never met Elatoma in person, and I can't decide if the information they told me is correct. So I'm just gonna tell you the truth."

"Oh."

Fix your standing and open your mouth, and Astra snorts breathlessly.

I don't know if Astra will believe my words, but he is a disgusting denial of those he trusts.

But I have to tell you what I know right here.

He came out of the Majesta after deciding to accomplish what was meant to grieve Master Gray and Claire. Involving Lord Sumva, King Pinez, the face of Zion and the ancient serpents, the high priests and elves of Cereos, and many others, I can't even hesitate now that I have been helped to get here.

Besides, where I clouded my words here, none of Astra or the dragon kingdom or Fortrace will be saved.

"Maris and Zenos are criminals who unleashed a herd of warcraft towards the murder of His Royal Highness the King and the Majesta and provoked a crisis in the diaspora, and Elatoma is the tenant who used his sweet words to make the elf youth there defend the interior and sell down the trees that the clan adores and cherishes as holy trees, before kidnapping Lord Velco and Lord Pinez, the former king of Handel. Probably an act aimed at the war inside Handel and the elves. Then, before you came here, didn't you stop by the kingdom of the Beastman with Eratoma?

"............ I stopped by a few times. I had my Elatoma friends lend me a bunk until I barely exchanged words but was ready to break into it."

"Instead of betraying Fortrace, the countries of the Beasts used to secretly create bases to make it easier for bandits and named dragons to attack Fortrace. They say the envoy of the covenant is the son of the Dragon King."

"I don't know about covenants!

Astra, who looked down on Maris and the others while still listening to me, finally gave a rough voice. If it is a deafening story, it is a natural reaction.

But this reaction of Astra proved that the beasts had been deceived by Elatoma. And you're relieved, little, exhaling Leo seniors. Side by side, I confront the rough Astra.

"I guess. The Beast Man, who realizes he didn't intend to make a pact with you, has been sealed in his mouth, and one of the men who managed to escape has been informed of that fact to his companions, and that Fortrace and the Beast Nation have rebuilt their alliance."

If you take the letter from Lord Scola delivered by his predecessors with that said, out of subspace, Astra makes it flinch, receives it, spreads it clutterfully, and runs her eyes. Watching my trembling hands as I read on, I ask Astra for another suspicion that swelled to dust by the time I got here.

"By the way, a man named Maris is the descendant of a clan with a dry ad demon king in their ancestors, and they live the negative emotions of other creatures in food. When I asked my fellow countrymen, they had the skills to amplify the negative emotions of others as an inherent skill of the species, and black and confusing red hair and eyes are the common characteristics of the clan. Was a man named Elatoma a normal human being?

"- No. Elatoma was not a person, she had signs close to us. So is Maris. Elatoma had changed color by day by saying she was dyeing her gray hair with demonic props because she didn't like it, but her eyes were red that looked black in the dark, just like Maris's hair and eyes..."

To the answer spun with a trembling voice, I still think so.

The dragon king's sons, the kingdoms of the beasts, and the youth of the elves. What Elatoma had done with them in his hand, who had been vigilant or overlooked with little interaction with humans, was just too big a deal for humans to do.

But if Elatoma is the one who has to, then I can be convinced. Another of Julia's merchants told me about Eratoma. When it comes to turning Handel into a battlefield, the Shultz Chamber of Commerce will be devastated, but if Elatoma is one of Maris and Julia, it's worth it because she can smoke enough sweet juice.

- Pasa.

A zero letter fell to the ground from Astra's hand and her lips fought.

The shock he suffered was enormous, and I can see it being handled. But I don't have much more time to stop than time passes by.

I'm the one who pushed him, and I have to take the blame.

The families of Maris and others have taken advantage of people's misery and tragedies, such as the heirs of the King Prince, who suffers from unfulfilled love, the Duke's family off the road, the ignorant young men who wish for the prosperity of the clan, and then the young king who can lose his parents and live in grief. Then it is premature for the dragon kingdom to think that all talk of disease is a fiction built by the Maris and the others. Death and sickness are likely facts.

I grab my shoulder to draw Astra's consciousness back from losing her words and still looking like she's about to graduate, and I call her by that name.

"Astra! The families of Maris and the others are acting on the basis of the misfortunes that have occurred. So not everything is a lie, and it doesn't change the fact that your country is in danger. Is the death epidemic in the land of dragons really a disease? Is there any chance the demon kings are nesting under the influence of temper? Can you really make a special effect with a plant that Zenos had? Is that plant really somewhere in the nations of man? You must have come this far to help your people, right? Then it wouldn't be if I was breaking my knee here! Hold on!"

Yes, if I screamed in my ear, Astra's focus slowly changed, and her golden eyes reflected me.

"- I think it's true because death and sickness have been around for a long time. However, the elders said it was the first time many had died so far. Every few hundred years there were outbreaks and there were no special effects, but the medicines made with flowers brought by Zenos do indeed work. This is definitely because the pharmacists in the country are also checking to see how effective it is. However, if it is dried for preservation, there is not enough medicine to treat it, so if it is not fresh, it will not be a cure."

"If you can find that plant, the special effects will definitely be complete, right?

"Oh. My father also decided to march because we came to the conclusion that it would be complete. I told him that if we could tell this from the morbidity that we have long feared, there would be no remorse, no matter how much resentment the other species had."

Then there is salvation.

Leaving Astra, I turned my attention to the Elves' chiefs and elders who were watching over me.

"- So if you think you could owe me by this move, could you help me?

The chiefs, who looked at my words, conversed with their eyes and shook their heads small and vertical. Then when we looked at each other with some restraint, the elders and elders walked over to us with what seemed to be a complicated look whether they were sorry or bitter.

"With a longer life span and a sturdy body than other races, I don't know what it's like to be afraid of death from disease, and Lord Doyle asked me to protect the inside from dragons as well as about holy trees. I don't mind working with you..."

"Neither are we omnipotent. I don't know if I can bring it back to life without seeing the real thing."

I recall the condition that Ries had previously made me listen to what the chief and elders told me: 'It is necessary that the subject remain in shape to a certain extent'.

Although medicinal herbs, etc. are often dried in mostly intact form, there is no way that Elatoma, who has been deceiving the people of Maris and Handel for many years, has not examined the conditions of Elf's inherent skills. Besides, the elves originally lived in a place with a dragon kingdom. No matter how much there was a trend towards clan supremacy, there's just no way the Dragon King wouldn't know the inherent skills of the elves.

But the Dragon King chose to march.

While that feels like an answer and the unpleasant hunch solicits, Astra takes out from her nostalgia about a chunk of one hand that is dearly wrapped in a white cloth.

"This is the flower that becomes the material."

Astra lit slight expectations in her golden eyes as she untied the white cloth with a polite hand, while a sweet and gentle scent tickled her nose tip.