Atelier Tanaka

After breaking up with Gonzalez at Trichris's Adventurer Guild, he was sent back to the carriage with Dark Elves. After spending the whole day in the car, the mountainous village is nowhere to be found. Dozens of really tight, incorrect villages in households that can't be called towns.

It fits into the only inn there, and we're in the middle of a brief time.

Outside the window, by the way, the peeking landscape falls and is already in the middle of the night.

"Therefore, the task entrusted to you will be the rescue of the Kingsguard knights who came from the center. Help the knights who have gone to the front with the curse of the war to fulfill their duties."

In addition to the dark elves, the seats are three, including officials serving as example pull rates.

The work is, as we have just been told, the rescue of a brave, pigsty knight. He was assaulted by enemy soldiers on everything and isolated on the battlefield, and he lost touch with his own led troops.

The unit has several surviving escapees, and this is where we are headed back to Trichris. It seems to be about half a day's walk from the village where I am now. Considering that, this village would be quite a dangerous place.

By the way, it also helps that the neighborhood is a mountainous forest area, and the designation of a given location is a terribly outrageous one. Officials said, north direction of the village. From now on, he asked me to do my best in adrift due to the situation in the field.

What a reasonably appropriate instruction.

Now it is not known what the knight in the vortex is on.

Or turning me and Dark Elf over, there's a good chance that the rescue will be done, and only dispatched to make a name for themselves in case of trouble later. Thinking about it, it's like a frontline like an inventory disposal city for talent management.

Are you sure you're okay, Penny? Empire.

Perhaps even for officials who are currently interacting, they are in a similar position if seen from other sources. I don't know, it's strange with people because I get a little intimacy and I get a tender feeling.

"Okay. I will do that."

"Um, then we should head to your feet before we get here. I have a lot of other urgent business ahead of me. We need to hurry back to the city of Trikris. I'm sorry, but let's just say we've been together so far."

"... ok"

It's just, well, in any case, it's still the same office job.

I guess that scares you of something. Even I'm scared of the battlefield. He's scared even if he has healing magic, so he wouldn't be more scared if he didn't.

But it makes me want you to take care of it a little more.

Quick as I can tell, the official walked out of the room.

Pathan, as the door closes, the footsteps drift away into the hallway. Unlike buildings overlooking the capital city of Calis and the regional city of Trikris, the accommodation here is entirely wooden. With the sound and vibrating sound, convenience, enough to follow the signs until you go down the stairs and out of the building.

Eventually, I wonder if the distant sound of horseback sounded, and the signs of the carriage's departure pass through the window. It's been a long time since sundown, but apparently we're headed to Trichris now. Is that all this village is in a dangerous area or is it really busy?

Well, everything can't help thinking about it.

Let's put some pointless speculation around and stop stressing out for nothing.

Rather, it's your own situation to think about.

"... what. Are you complaining about something?

Chirali, I jumped my gaze at Dark Elf, and he hit me in the lead.

On the bed, from her sitting on the sheet, I can turn a challenging glance.

"Yes, no, nothing like that..."

"If you have something to say, say it clarity"

"No, nothing like that in particular"

"Then don't look at me either way. Disgusting."

"Excuse me......"

It's the basic nature of a virgin to try not to look at me. Bets are next door to each other until morning in a room with Mr. Dark Elf. I'm pulsing so badly that my heart hurts. I can't stop my chest pounding.

The official's instructions to stay in this room this evening are all cause.

"Um, if you like, I'll look for something to drink..."

"Not necessary."

"... Really?"

Thanks to you, it won't last.

No, I'm sure this is the only one who feels that way. It seems like my presence is in the outrage. He sits on the edge of his bed and looks out the window with a zip. What a painting. I can't stand the munching of a thick crotch arranged at all. I want to pepper.

Depending on the season, they don't say two, but three or four floats on the moon. Long silver-haired beauty sparkling in the light of its brilliance. It goes hand in hand with a glossy face, dark skin, and even makes you feel divine. Oh, I still want to pepper.

As she did now when she met, she wore underwear covering everything from her wrists to her ankles, equipped with metal light armor that solidifies points such as her chest, groin, and around her arms. Doshiri has such a big sword by her bed that she wonders if she can really shake you.

You're not going to sleep like that.

Of the two beds, by the way, there's a dark elf at the window and me on the side of the hallway. Since we have been talking to officials standing in the center of the room, we are pointing our bodies towards each other's sides of the footboard. Convenience, to worship its appearance, lean your neck from the side.

Good angle.

The thick crotch of the munchkin shows this angle at its best.

The way the muscle exuberance drops its shadow in the moonlight is the flavor of muscle attributes.

"Hot water or something, if you like..."

"Not necessary."

"... Really?"

I mean, what do we do? I'm getting so nervous.

Two-person room, night, with opposite sex. For the first time in my life. Slaves. Dark Elves. Munchies. Important keywords glue through my head with great momentum. Choice is probably important. The route branches depending on which keyword you choose.

Oh, yeah.

It's the first time I've been born, if you think about it.

The opposite sex and I are staying in the same room.

It's bad. Stay. It's bad.

I just got two keywords to confirm my first event in my life.

…………

But is the membrane attached to her at all?

Again, for the first time, with a virgin in a bed in a room with beautiful night views.

Compassion.

That's all I can give you, Burning Night.

If so, what do you think? I hear the elves live long. And Dr. Editor. Oh, I see it. It's quite something. How much is the munchkin 'dark elf in front of you when it comes to it? Not very much, but finding an oasis there doesn't seem to come true.

Furthermore, in her case, she came as a slave. Even one or two of the childbirth experiences seems likely after rape. If so, they are not the same person as they want, but exist ahead of them. The right plan is for you to sendback inside a lucky thin half elf born unwanted and unloved.

…………

Calm thoughts and judgments calm my mind.

It's early tomorrow and I'm starting to feel good about sleeping with adults today.

The front line is hell.

"Well, then I think it's time for me to go to bed..."

Now for once, look back at the dark elves.

Good night's greetings on the mouth.

Then what happened?

"Bu..."

"... you're a rude man to see people naked and blow out"

There used to be an opium somewhere.

There were two.

It is in one in two.

"Shh, excuse me..."

Apparently, she went to bed and the dark elf in the room went to get dressed.

It was the virginity who reacted so badly that he missed his face.

Damn, if this happens, lack of experience is cover with knowledge.

"Because you had such a nice body"

"... if you pull the joke out, you're gonna pull the balls out of your hip?

"I'm not kidding. However, if it is a sin to praise an attractive woman for being attractive, I may be guilty of exactly the great sin right now. I'm sorry, but sinners will sleep first."

Knowledge, it doesn't matter at all.

Speak appropriately and lie down in bed.

You can lay down in a duvet.

Uh, it feels good.

Long time no bed.

Let's just hope we meet a beautiful girl with a membrane tomorrow and end the day.

Good night to the cleansing groin.

It's just that to such a virgin, Dark Elf keeps saying.

"Hey, human."

"... what is it"

I had no choice but to face her with my body lying down.

…………

…………

Is there a situation where gaze and gaze meet and this stares at each other?

Oh, my God. Let's do this.

You'd be embarrassed with 30% more if you could stare at the opposite sex with the futon wrapped from your neck down.

"Um, what is it?

"... is that all?

"Yes?"

"Is that all?" he asked.

"Even if that's all they asked me, that's all for this one..."

What are you trying to say, this color black elf.

I don't know why.

"... right"

"Yes."

"If so... nothing, I don't mind"

"Really? Okay, I repeat, good night."

"... ah"

After a slight exchange, the lid was closed to end the day.

◇ ◆ ◇

The next day, we went hand in hand with our departure for the search for a knight we have yet to see.

We made it.

"Hey, can't you walk a little faster?

"Shh, excuse me. I was so short of exercise..."

Early on an unfamiliar mountain walk, it is your current standing position that has become your luggage. The neighborhood is a dense forest surrounded by mountains, and even when walking somewhat, the overgrown trees hold back the way they go. It's just not a problem in itself.

With High Oak at the head, the experience gained from the many monsters that have defeated us in the past has helped us to increase endurance in the name of level. Even the chomorangma is going to be able to climb overnight now.

However, there are other problems.

There's no excuse for lack of exercise.

Growing trees mean that there are creatures living there.

"Wow, I'm out again!

I don't like insects.

Especially the one with the rainforest attributes?

If it's colorful and has lots of feet and stuff on it, seriously screw it.

I can afford to fly backwards.

Encounter even newer bugs on the spot and now pimp to the side.

"... your biological daughter, Omae is"

"Shh, excuse me..."

Why are you a virgin? You must be wrong. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

"So, hih..."

So! Something cockroachy came out! He jumped on me.

My whole body gets stiff.

This is tough.

That's big.

I have about ten centimeters.

Agh, arm in front to launch the fireball.

"What are you panicking about? Deal with one of the featherworms."

Sighing, a dark elf looking back at this one flashes a great sword.

One of the fleeting beetles was slapped in two accordingly.

Apparently, he helped me.

"Oh, thank you, thank you..."

"You don't like worms?

"Yeah, well... as long as you're embarrassed..."

I didn't work for Dada in the city. It is exquisite to tread several times a year on a path that is not paved by asphalt. When I was a kid, I grabbed spiders and blemishes fine, but I knew them more than twenty years early. It's impossible to tell again.

The battlefield ahead was good. Because it was a meadow.

I really can't just be a bug. If cockroaches appear in your own room, there are quite a few modern people of the type who can't sleep until you overthrow them. That kind of thing. How difficult all this is with just how many levels have gone up.

And now walking is in the woods.

It's a neighborhood where you can hear geeks, geeks, strange sounds.

Multipod organisms exceeding the palm size are at last. You're uncomfortable around your hips, how dare you lower your gaze, because creatures like palm crabs can stick around, so you want me to give you a break already.

I'm not calling for real fantasy or anything.

The exoskeleton resonates with the mind. They scratch their minds that they are foreign. Incompatible. My soul.

"I don't think you're a man..."

"Also, unless you're sorry"

Rather, what about the dark elves who deal with insects in a woman's habits and don't raise a word of Ca? You're the scariest beetle I've ever jumped on. This disgust cannot be prevented even with the greatest level of healing magic. It's not like it's poisonous or not.

I am discouraged by the fact that exoskeletons also existed in this world.

I wish it were extinct.

The internal skeleton is a testament to the superior creature.

Except for crabs. They are delicious, so I tolerate them.

"But, and work is work..."

"In that way?

"Uh, yeah, well... as long as you're embarrassed"

I can't even afford to turn my gaze to the dark elf munchkin bomber.

Ahhh.

"Can you use it or not, you're a man with no judgment"

"I'm sorry. I'm trying, so I was hoping you'd give me a break."

Do you really have knights around here?

I would cry if I wasn't there. Really.

I want to go home to the dorm and sip the warm soup Sophia prepared for me.

"Well, that's good."

While I was looking this way, I turned back forward again, down the road without a path forward, Zundoko going dark elves. Chasing that back to its desperate shape.

The battle with the bugs lasted only half an hour after that.

Slightly, her steps ahead stopped.

Apparently, I found something.

"Um, something..."

"Be quiet."

"... Yes"

Learn to behave like a dark elf. Arrange together to hide themselves in the trunk of the tree, and from its shadow come a point of forest.

Then the rubbing sound of gasagoso and leaves echoed on the way over.

I thought maybe, someone popped up at the same time.

"Chi! Goblin."

As she said, goblins jumped out of the other side of many bush grass trees with good momentum. Apparently, they noticed this presence earlier. He holds the sword in his hand and waves this down vigorously.

By contrast, it is the Munchkin Bomber that intercepts. As she dances herself out of the trunk of the tree, she also sets up her sword. It is the form of receiving a vertically approaching opponent's cutting-edge with a lying prey.

As the two met, the sound of Kin and his tall arms echoed around him.

"Gu... a blow is heavy for a goblin"

On the battlefield ahead, he threw the enemy soldier in pieces, and in pieces, he threw an active dark elf. That's why she's so heavy, so it must have been a reasonably momentous attack.

The world in general, the extent to which goblins are positioned against humans is understandable from the fact that in the past the Adventurer Guild commissioned that crusade as a Rank F job.

For example, the goblin in front of me would be the one called a little freak.

What a little thought, and one thing I can think of.

"... oh, could it be"

"Omae... Mioboe, Arzo..."

Isn't that the drug goblin from that time? I've never seen any other goblins, so it's impossible to tell from individual differences. However, the sword you have looks familiar.

I mean, he seems to have noticed this way, too.

I knew it.

If you look closely, you'll find another, slightly smaller, goblin hiding behind the trunk of a tree in the grass behind him. Probably your sister.

Apparently, she was safe again.

You can't even see how you're injured, good, good.

"Hey, wait a minute, please. Stop! Mr. Elf, please stop!

"Ah!? Why!"

Dark Elves took a step forward to turn to the offense.

I grabbed that shoulder from behind in my hands and stopped in a panic.

"That goblin, I know him. Don't hang up on me!

"... what?

Munchkin Bomber with an angry face with an extra pick up of even caught fish.

"I'll take care of this."

"I've never heard of humans and goblins."

"Then at this moment, I will present you with my first gift."

"Eh... KEEP, don't say anything disgusting!

Seems like an unexpected sexual harassment attack works on this dark elf.

Apparently, he succeeded in cutting his wars with one blow. I got my sword down safely. Or the fact that the other person was a goblin, which would have been inferior in person, may have played a part in this.

With her sword drawn, Goblin also lowers her prey again.

Still, Munchkin Bomber maintains the color of vigilance. On the other hand, it seemed that Goblin had solved some of the strengths of his body because he noticed the presence of this one. Turn back to me from the dark elf and mouth where it continues.

"Ningen, Mataatta......"

"Yeah, I see you again. I don't think it's been a month since we broke up, but I feel like it's been a long time. What's going on here?

"Omaeno, Iutuoli, Imoutonigetekita"

"Oh, I see."

Apparently, following previous advice, he has escaped from the suburbs of the capital.

"So now you're around here?

"Souda"

"... I see"

Then again, I must tell them my brothers and sisters something harsh.

This area is already a front-line zone where the Penny Empire and the Pussy Republic sharpen their grind. Not knowing when and where the two armies will start to fight. It will be difficult for goblins to live their days peacefully.

"In that case, it's actually dangerous around here."

"... Sounanoka?

"Now the human country is at war, and this neighborhood is just a battlefield"

"Soo...... Dattanoka......"

"It's not too long since I've been here. I'm not sneaky to say this to you guys, but I think we should move on if possible. At least there's already a soldier in here somewhere."

"... Omaeno, Iukotnara, Cinzil"

"Thank you. I'm glad you said that."

"Immouto, Isioni nigel"

"Oh, that's good. It's nice to be close to your siblings."

"... Ningenmo, Sounanoka?

"At least I think so."

"Souka...... Nakaga, Yoinoha, Yoikotka......"

"Yeah, it's a good thing"

Or will it be different in goblin society?

I don't know.

It's just that, when it comes to this goblin, I feel like a sister thoughtful brother.

I want my sister too.

One day, when I'm young, I'm going to have to adopt you to a house with a lovely daughter.

"... Wakatta, Konomolikara, Nigel"

"I'm sorry it's always human convenience."

"Kinisluna......"

Seriously.

Goblin told me not to worry about it or anything.

He's a good guy.

Oh, yeah, I need to thank you for the herbs.

"Deja, ik......"

"Oh, wait a minute"

I call him to a halt with his heels back exactly now.

A retrospective herbal goblin.

"... Nanda?

"You should take this."

Remove a piece of gold from your wallet and throw it away.

He caught this cleverly, with a different hand than holding a sword.

"Nanda Coleja"

"It's worth something to humans. If you've met someone you think you can trust, give them to. [M] I'm sure you'll be able to help."

"Ningenni, Watasnoka?

"Oh, come on! You, that's penny gold coin!?

Something about the dark elves started barking but I don't care.

"Yes, we give it to humans. It's just someone I really, really trust. If not, it could be the other way around carrying troubles. I want you to pay attention to this."

"... Wakatta"

Goblins to show with a solemn nod.

Let's see if the coins are rare or shine for a while.

It's just that, like, he noticed something, and he kept saying it.

"Me, Omaeni, Watasel Monoganai"

"No, that's a thank you for the last herb, so don't worry about it"

"... Inoca? nanimonaindazo"

"There's some other stuff over here. Be honest with me."

…………

"Your sister's waiting, isn't she? You should reassure him quickly."

"... Wakatta. Canchasul. Ningen."

"What's going on?"

Goblins bowing small.

My face is creepy, but something's a little cute.

Is this the one called Kimokawa?

"Well, then, live well"

"... bye bye"

Goblins waving small.

He went straight back to the end of the grass that popped up this way.

Dropping this off silently for a while. Together with your sister, his figure can quickly disappear between the trees. Far away. Footsteps and signs of tree leaves rubbing together were also not felt early after a few minutes.

What was left behind were myself and two dark elves.

"... Are you insane?

"You're probably an elf, too."

"That would be so. I'll give the goblins some gold. Where is he?"

"I'm here, though."

"... Huh, you crazy bastard"

"Because that goblin owes me his life."

"What's that?"

"The detail is that it's another opportunity."

"I don't want to hear anything else! I'm rushing ahead of you."

Copy that, sir.

Dark elves walking out in a different direction than he left.

…………

I guess I owe it to my talk with Goblin. I feel a little healed by repeated battlefield experiences and rough hearts due to battles with forest insects.

Feeling better a little bit, I chased her back.

◇ ◆ ◇

After breaking up with Coblin, I walked in the woods for another half an hour. Overhead, the day to see between the leaves of the trees is also about to rise to high ground. Shouldn't it be time to take a break or something? That was when it happened.

Dark elves ahead stopped walking again.

"Stop."

"... what is it?

"I don't know. But there's something here."

Stop your legs and clear your ears.

Then there was the sound I could hear of what was going on.

Dark Elves Together, try to gaze at the side where the signs can be felt. Then, from between the covered leaves, a slightly different colour could be seen from the green. Reflecting the light of the day that reaches beyond the thriving of the leaves, it can be confirmed that they sparkle from time to time.

"Ya, don't... don't, I..."

"Hehe, what's up? Is this the place? Is this the place?

"Kuh... no, no, no..."

"Did you think there was such a thing as the pity of hanging on enemy soldiers?

"Ahhh..."

Maybe the whole thing. Something's moving mossomoso across the plant, only about. However, there is no doubt about the glossy voice that can be delivered. I can also hear the chatter and rubbing of metal armor. And the scene is in the woods under the war.

Fucking hunch.

"... this is"

"The armor engraving belongs to the Empire. We're getting in."

"Huh? Oh, hey..."

Dark elf judgment sucks.

I mean, you could've checked the armor engraving a lot. I don't see it.

She ran her legs as she re-gripped her sword while she lay low. Leaps out of the shadow of a tree with momentum to jump. At the same time, sprinkle the plants that were growing between the subject and them. The rather blue-smelling scent rises, as well as the lurking bugs. Hello all at once.

Several flew in. One of them, like a muckade, stuck to his cheek.

"Ahhhhhhh"

I was the one who raised his voice.

Still desperate to stick back and praise your back for your good health, you shitty elf.

Run through all a dozen meters in one breath to dance barefoot over a burnt iron plate. Then I went out to the place where I opened it a little bit. It's a space full of ten tatami paid for by trees. In view of the brand new stump of the incision, it must be a space created more manually by the hands of men.

And the audio source in question must have been expectations, and it was found in the same place.

"......"

It's just that this guy is unexpected.

"Become, come, are you..."

A knight armed with the Penny Empire logo armor is in the middle of a mausoleum right now with enemy soldiers and a girl in a thought robe. The former, who growls at the asthma, already purges the armor of his lower body. With his right hand, he said he was gooey to push the girl's face inside.

On the side being attacked, the torso is glue-wrapped around the plant crawl to seal freedom, and then the clothes are torn with a blade. Probably after being fully physically measured. No heart or haha my breath is rough.

Looks pretty cute. Mid-teens? Impressive blonde okapa hair. Body is modest. Well, given its good face, it is first-class as a slender girl. It's something I've often found on the battlefield. A man must want to rape anyone once.

The fact is that the knight of the attack was the one whom he found out.

"Mr. Mercedes, hey, what are you doing..."

"No, this is it, this is it..."

As soon as possible, Gatilez women knights begin to rush to great lengths.

It is definitely equipped with armor bearing the name of the Penny Empire.

By his side, the figure of a stationary dark elf remains in a position with a great sword.

I didn't think the scene where the boulder colors black also boarded was a beautiful girl lily theater.

"... man, do you know him?

"Oh, yeah, well..."

You're not the rescued Kingsguard, are you, Mercedes?

With that said, I was asking for the title, but I hadn't checked the name.

But no way.

But I can't find the ingredients to just deny this as one.

If I didn't think I'd seen you lately, I didn't know you were here.

"This is that one! And he was interrogating the captured enemy! Interrogate me!

"... I see"

"Look! Spit it out! Spit out where the main unit is!

"Ahhh!

What a zero persuasion.

Sparn and the economy. If she slaps her ass, a sweet voice from the girl's mouth, depending.

Splashing sweat. Forest love juice.

It's the craziest.

I noticed, Mercedes.

We talked to each other for the night at the booze table, so it was easy to understand what you were looking for to visit. That said, I didn't think you'd realize what I was looking for earlier.

A boulder.

It's full.

What a force for action.

I'll have to apprentice, too.

It is to you that I present the title of the most powerful legend of the Battlefield Mausoleum.

"I'm sorry to entertain you, but one good thing?

"Hey, what?

"Is Mr. Mercedes a Kingsguard?

"... then what happened?

"Mr. Mercedes, the Kingsguard knight. I picked you up on orders from above."

"Huh..."

What a regrettable looking daughter.