An A-Ranked Adventurer’s “Slow-living”

I left the bag full of luggage in the village chief's house and went out with only portable food such as cheese, raspberries and biscuits.

I somehow remember the way to the flower garden.

Certainly, you just need to follow the tree-lined road that runs west from the square in the center of the village. That alone should get you to the flower garden.

Walk south from the village mayor's house and walk west from the square.

Shortly after walking, the sign of the private house and people gradually decreased, and it turned into a tree-lined path.

The lush leaves swaying in the wind seem to welcome me.

The trees are leading me back and forth, far beyond.

When you listen to your ears, you can hear the singing of insects from the bushes and the singing of birds perching on the trees.

During my adventures, I was just going to places where many monsters live, so I couldn't afford to enjoy nature too slowly.

If I could feel so refreshed, I would go for a walk or picnic with the party members.

At that time I was desperate to live even though I was strong anyway.

Even if you drive on such a road, you feel like you are sleeping, doing muscle training, or just passing through as a simple road. I wonder what I was doing.

You may now understand the feelings of the party members who were watching me while being amazed.

The tree-lined path became deeper and deeper as it went deeper and deeper, reminiscent of a forest.

"But get out of here ..."

There must be that beautiful flower garden. The destination is close.

One step at a time, I feel my feet getting faster naturally.

Step on the soil and turn your feet as hard as you can. Gradually, his feet were rushing from fast feet.

There is a place where I was burned ahead.

How many times have you dreamed and remembered that day since you remembered that day in the Imperial City?

I dug out old memories nine years ago and made up for my lack of imagination.

Nevertheless, a sight that can be understood has never been imagined. I always denied that the image burned into my brain was not like this.

But here is the answer. A sight that has been fascinated nine years ago and can't go away.

The trees lined up gradually breaking down, and dazzling light was visible from behind.

When I ran for that, there was a vast flower field.

A variety of colorful red, pink, orange, yellow, and white flowers are in full bloom and extend far beyond. Some flowers can't be described with my poor knowledge and vocabulary, and some have gradations.

This is a flower carpet.

There are various kinds of flowers, and you can see nanohana, tulip, poppy, and Kiruruku just by looking at the nearby flowers.

The sky extends blue everywhere.

When the wind blows from somewhere, the flowers that bloom on the whole surface sway swaying and a sweet scent drifts.

“…………”

I was staring at the entire flower field without blinking. No, is it better to be too beautiful and keep an eye on it?

When you look at this beautiful scenery that is unlikely to belong to the world, it seems as if you have been isolated from the world here.

Looking at the fantastic sight of colors, I think like this.

I can't talk about the memories I dreamed of. The real scenery was so beautiful that it was terrible to compare.

The colors, the flowers, and the feeling of air were different in fancy. And there is no smell, no wind, no sound. Just because it's missing.

I thought that the scene nine years ago was unforgettable and burned into my mind, but I realized that human memory was vague.

"... I finally arrived."

Inadvertently dry words leak from my mouth.

This is the scene I was looking for. A place I haven't stopped seeking for a month and a half.

I just got there.

My heart warmed just by thinking so, and various emotions such as joy and emotion came up, and tears came out naturally from the outer corner of my eyes.

I am surprised at the tears running down my cheeks and wiped with my back in a hurry.

Is this an emotional tear? do not know.

I have never experienced such a thing.

I was confused by the emotions I didn't understand well, but I felt that the emptiness created after defeating the dragon came here and was a little buried.

When the tears have subsided and my feelings have subsided, I walk.

I wanted to see these beautiful flowers not only from one side but from different angles.

I walk as much as possible without flowers.

When you look your eyes while walking, you can see that there are various kinds of flowers.

There are a lot of flowers with shapes that I have never seen, long and short ones that are strangely thin and long, and petals piled up, but I regret that I do not know the name at all.

But it seemed a little fun to imagine what the name of this flower was, when it would bloom, and what kind of flower language it had.

I walk in the flower garden, enjoying the color of the flowers, the sweet smell, the smell of the soil and grass. Just walking here, the fragrance of the flowers soaks into my clothes and I don't know if I don't need to wash them. I guess that the floral scent from Fiona uses flowers.

Looking at the flowers, thinking over various things, we go over a gently rolling hill.

He walked hundreds of meters and crossed the hill, but the flower garden continued beyond.

Moreover, the shape and color are slightly different from the flowers I saw earlier.

There are many kinds of flowers just here.

Another difference is that there are trees and trees far away from your line of sight.

It's a tree that isn't big or small, it's likely to be everywhere, but it's strange that it blends well with the flowers here.

It's like a place under the tree, just for a break.

It would be nice to lie down and take a nap in the shadow under that tree. It must be a great summer resort in summer.

I just wanted to lie down there, so I walked for the trees.

I remembered the word summer, but the flowers here change color every season.

Who taught me such a thing?

I can't remember well because it was nine years ago.

It is inevitable that you will be reminded of memories that you can remember but you cannot remember.

It's not that important. Now enjoy this beautiful sight.

Then he continued slowly while enjoying the scenery, and reached a tree.

"I'm a little tired and I'll take a break."

First, as I approached the trees to relax in the shade, a woman came out of the flower garden that spread out behind me.

Her bright golden hair stretches to her waist, and her crisp eyes are jade and emerald.

The baby looks a little lower, probably because of the little baby face, but the face is well-formed and looks like a doll.

The delicate body was wrapped in a clean white blouse, and the rounded waist was wrapped in a dark blue skirt.

She is a beautiful woman who doubts that a fairy living in a flower garden has come out of her face.

You can see various flowers and nuts from the basket in his hand, which indicates that he had been collecting before.

The fairy is looking here with a stunned expression.

It was somewhat embarrassing to stare at me, so I decided to call out to the fairy.

"...... Well, Hello"

"―― !?"

When I greeted me at the beginning, the fairy shook his shoulders.

You may have been surprised because a 27-year-old man suddenly spoke.

I'll try to keep my face as calm as possible without moving any steps so as not to scare me.

“…… , um ……”

She turns her face a little red and whispers with a small voice while muffled.

The jade-eyed eyes are not busy looking at me or removing them. Am I a shy person?

Looking at what she was doing, she looked as if she was courageous,

"...... This, Hello!"

And shout. He ran fast toward the village.

I muttered at me while staring at my back, which was getting smaller in no time.

"... Is my face so scary?"