Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

The night when there was troubles between the zodiacs and the brave men.

Hayat and his men were seated in a large hall in a sailboat and had a discussion. Many times during the crossing, different things have been discussed so far, but this theme was about kidnapping marriages.

Different opinions were diverged, such as those who were negative about the behaviour of the treasurer, those who, on the contrary, were in favour of the behaviour of the treasurer, and those who were slightly different from it.

"- I still can't unilaterally decide a kidnapping marriage to be evil. I don't know the details about this desert, and I don't know the merits of kidnapping marriages. How can I decide between good and evil? [M] And the clerk, no, I don't think the collector can make that decision for six months or so."

Mamor, a conjugal, was in the position that he could not deny his kidnapping marriage as a culture.

"So Kasaka does kidnap marriage just because custom permits it?

Kayo Nanami (Kayo Kusumi) from "Thousand Hands of (South) Healing (Healing)" asked.

"I will not, nor will I positively affirm the system of kidnapping and marriage. But that's why I think it's strange that I deny it where Japanese law and ethics don't even exist, where there's no responsibility whatsoever for those albums."

"Yes. But I agree with the collector. In the first place, is it something we can do or overlook that although this is a different world, it will never be tolerated if it is Japanese ethics? Of course, I understand that there exists a situation where you have to, but kidnapping marriage wouldn't be, would it?

"So what do you do? For stopping the kidnapping marriage, and then what? Do you want to stay in this desert and stop all kidnapping marriages from going around?

"That's certainly a problem, but it's another story. Aren't we now talking about whether or not the acts carried out by the zodiac are legitimate?

Several people cast further doubts and affirmations on the Mamor and Kayo arguments, and the story heats up.

"- We're going to create a country because we can't respect the cultures of other countries, right?

Seeing how such summoners were, it was the cusp of 'flying armor' that told them to mix it up. I don't care about Kazuma itself, about kidnapping marriages, etc., I just intervened to cool down the mamor and the keeper's troubles.

Personally, it's better to be kidnapped, Manuke. It was a stance that a blunt woman would be more wrong to walk alone.

"- When you put it in a town, you tell it to follow the town, it doesn't mean that it will be used and crushed for the people of that country. No matter how tame this one is, if that one's only looking like a weapon or something, it's just shredded. In order not to, did Kazuma also endorse nation-building?

Thor, who was watching the whereabouts of the discussion, told him to embarrass Kazma.

Kazuma flaunts her shoulders and shuts her mouth. The corner of "Heavy Armor (Leopardo)" next to it (Die Morozumi) poked him with his elbow and teased Kazuma, as he had argued.

"- What about slaves, for example"

So Thor asked another question.

"Slaves have no choice. Otherwise, the society of this land will never be established."

"I wondered if slaves were the same. The fact that society needs slavery and whether we accept it or not is a different matter."

Tor further told before the discussion overheated again.

"Then what about the looting? As I told you the other day, in this desert, that's allowed as long as you have the power. And retaliation for it, of course. So what is the difference between slavery, looting and kidnapping marriages? Regardless, there are people in this land who are also enslaved because they owe money or have to, but even though they have not made any mistakes, they can suddenly be enslaved one day. There is also looting to feed one's own tribe and looting as if it were entertainment or something.

It's a guess, but didn't the collector face both of them and draw his own conclusions? To live in this desert. You don't even know that the Sauran desert will cross. If we are going to be shipwrecked and have to live here, we have to decide how we are going to live on this land. I don't think anybody will decide, so I think I needed to decide how to live my life. "

To Thor's words, the summoners' mouths become heavier whether they have finally come to imagine the vivid reality of the collector in real life.

In the first place, the collectors and summoners had a different way of dealing with this desert.

"- What do you think of Mr. Acari?

Thor asked Akali, who was a little different from the summoners.

Akali, listening still to the summoners, thought a little before opening his mouth.

"I agree with the Founder's actions, and I want to have the same. However, I do not have the power to protect in the present situation, and I must fully investigate the power relationships and customs of this desert as to how to protect it would help that woman in her life. The possessor of Mr. Snow White is probably one of the top forces in the desert, and he seems to have a friendly relationship with the Buryeags who are familiar with the area, so I think he's clearing those issues as well."

However, if a kidnapping marriage were to take place in front of us, if the power and, if so, the acari must have acted in the same way as the possessor.

"... that justice and evil change in their positions and social circumstances? I knew it, but I didn't think it would happen with the same Japanese."

Summoner's Position, Moon Goddess's Attaché's Position, Collector's Position, Locals Position. Someone muttered that it was different in each of them. Who says what's wrong?

"But..."

Further arguments were raised against it, and again the discussion went overheated.

Thor lines up next to Hayato, who was quietly listening to the discussion.

"What would Hayato do?"

- I've decided to stop it.

Hayato replied instantly.

I have trouble being answered immediately, but Tor laughs bitterly.

"How do you think the Koskes move?

Koske, who leads the album's elite troops and several brave men, has been tracking them all along the crossing. And before and after the Hayats came into contact with the Buryeag tribe, they also said they came into contact with a different tribe.

"... I think it's probably going through the northern detour. You just need to go through the Black Dragon's territory, north or south. I can't say enough about it because it's not going to break through the middle, but it's going to be hard to break through by force over there."

It's not that easy with the Hayats. Contact with the Black Dragon by the Warcraft, if that fails, it will be a forcible breakthrough.

"There will be ghosts or snakes"

Since the Black Dragon reigns as a ruler, it seems that it does not exist at the eastern end in a similar way to a person, but what about in fact?

"Depending on that, we have to think a lot."

"... I have an idea about that"

"Thoughts?"

"... I can't even say it's critical. It's troublesome to wake up bugs."

Thor glanced at the expression worm, but did not deny it.

Meanwhile, in the tent of a chief on the side of the Alwara tribe dominion in Nihafa, several men were negotiating.

"- Well, he wants us to allow passage within the dominion."

Basit, the chief of the Alwala clan, who should also be a spectacular ghost with a precisely stretched beard, looks at the man in the front with a gleaming swordswallowing glance. Behind it was the next chief, Haitham, quietly refraining.

"That's right. Safe passage."

In contrast, the man on the front, Raphal of the album, doesn't even feel threatened or anything like that, flat out looking back. The "Eye of the Earth (Universe Eye)" Korske and others behind it were making their plain faces tense and strong while interpreting their exchanges.

The Korske and Album's Trans-Sauran team, along with special forces from other countries who were secretly aboard the Floatship, had successfully tracked down the Hayats and thus made contact with the locals.

Rafal, who now seems to be the senior official of the album with the highest office and the strongest position on the force of war, was thus in negotiations with the Alvara as an external negotiator.

The city of Nihafa became noisy when a floating ship, also known as a giant hovercraft ship with sails, revealed itself.

When it comes to boats running sand streams, they don't exist outside of the sandboats of the Buryeag tribe, so naturally, but even more hornless groups lined up on the floaters emitted huge flames, so they were drained of their liver.

The flame rises and descends as if it were a flying dragon.

I made an explosion and burst into the desert.

As the sand rises in abundance, Haitham, the person responsible, finally arrives and makes contact with the floating ship. We set the stage for discussion with Rafal.

- Give me that ship and I'll put you through.

To get to the east end, you can't go straight because there is a black dragon's nest, and you have to go from the northern detour. It was Bass It that explained it.

"... if that's the condition, let's find another tribe. Yeah, even a tribe with that boat."

On the condition that I give you the ship, Rafal estimated that there would be no good ship. It is not difficult to imagine that this Arwala tribe and that flotilla would not be very close, given that the tribe to which the Hayats came into contact had formed a large flotilla.

"Well, I don't mind, but I don't think they're going to give me a hand. It's a stubborn tribe."

Basit doesn't change his complexion either.

"I don't know if you're stubborn, but it's better than a strong sticking tension. I don't know if it's true that there's only a northern detour in the first place."

"Well, wait."

Basit stopped Rafal trying to get up.

"Fine. Hairy Birds Per Person is good for about 10"

"It's a hassle. Let's pay for it. This much."

Rafal glanced over at the coursuke, who had refrained behind him, and placed a stick of gold in front of the chief.

"... find out"

Once out of the tent on Basit's orders, Haitham brought in a white beard and hair, a dark dwarf with gray skin, and a slave blacksmith from Dough.

Koske and others are blinding themselves to the appearance of a different dwarf, but Rafal observes them with tasteless, dry eyes that seem uninterested.

"You can look it up, but do it here"

As Basit nodded at Rafal's words, the Duoff slave blacksmith began to examine the pure gold extension stick with a smug, trembling hand. It was no exaggeration to say that we hardly ever had a chance to see so much pure gold in this desert.

- It's pure, real gold.

Basit narrowed his eyes when the slave blacksmith at Douoff said so.

"Then give me ten more of this. Then we'll allow that ship to pass, and we'll follow directions to the detour. We're not going to attack you about safety, but we need to deal with the Warcraft ourselves."

Then Rafal told the courske behind him, and made him add four.

"There's some souvenirs, and this is the limit. The unfortunate mistakes we make with each other will interfere with our future relationship, won't they?

Rafal smells future deals as well as demonstrations by spiritual magic.

"... okay"

Bass it mocks in the heart that only passage is allowed. Anyway, the Black Dragon has decided to drive me back. If you turn back, I'll fluff you. If you don't pay, you can take the ship and enslave them all.

"If there's a mistake on the road to the northern detour, I'll come and get it. If someone attacked you on the road, I'd pay you back, okay?

The policy of the album was not yet to shy away from the locals, but rather conceded.

Rafal gets up when he answers to like Bass It.

"Well, wait. Host a welcome feast tonight. Go play."

After that, Rafal and Koske receive the hospitality of the Alwala tribe, but they looked around the city during the period leading up to the feast.

So Rafal will see a race of thin, dirty blondes. I was a slave.

It was Rafal who thought slaves and other things didn't matter, but I was intrigued by how that blonde slave looked looking at this one.

He opened his eyes wide and looked terribly surprised, trying to scream something, but was immediately beaten and dragged away by a slaver.

But only slightly, indeed, Rafal had heard the language of the shout, Albaum.

Rafal's next son was chosen as his next nominee for chieftaincy to guide Rafal.

"- Directions for the guys outside the west. They also want to go to the east end to like things. What are we going to do with the Black Dragon? Yeah, they're attacking one settlement on the way home. Get ready for acceptance."

Maryam nodded without saying anything when he welcomed Haitham back in the tent. Alvara wives are expected to keep their mouths shut. Inevitably, it was considered better not to have a large mouth count.

Maryam, however, was not willing to blunt to the roundabout of his head and was observing Hitham's words, trying to get all sorts of information from each and every one of them.

This directions, as well as the looting, are what Haitham does to be recognized as the next chief. Because the legless eldest was more famous in the sense of simple power and desert man temperament, it was necessary to dispel it and show Haitham's own martial arts to the tribal men. Only those that benefit the tribe will become heroes and chiefs.

Instead, Haitham seemed somewhat uncomfortable.

"Oh, yeah"

When Haitham slapped two hands, the servant of the slave held something and came into the tent.

As soon as possible, Maryam's rapport looses.

"I have the permission of the chief. If you want to boil, if you want to bake, do as you like."

He stared down at Hitham, who had nothing to eat, and Maryam received and embraced the two warcraft that the servant had, the child of the tumor lizard and the chick of the hairy eldest bird.

"It's a joke. Why would a sandboat princess do a beastkeeper's trick?"

Both are already as small as a tooth cat, but they say they haven't been around long since birth.

"There's no reason for anything you like."

It's polite language as a wife, but it doesn't look like a wife to me in the first place.

but Highsome seems to like Maryam like that, he just smiled happily.

Maryam stared at such a high sum.

Ever since we got married politically, we've figured out a little bit about High Sam. He's smart, and he's got a wide horizon. Probably comparable to the chiefs beyond the bows of the Buryeags. Force is also to such an extent as to reward Farood with one arrow.

But Haitham was resentful and there was something like tired of the very code of the desert that kept him fighting. It's just for the tribe, inert and abiding by the desert code.

Of course, I would never put that on the table, but that seemed to increase Highsome's sense of isolation. I get lost because of my broad horizons and doubt unreasonably because I'm smart.

Maryam was still thinking about how to be flexible about such a high sum.

However, the first step is to become familiar with the Alvara tribe.

I want my fang cat not to attack my tumor lizard child and hairy eldest bird chick, or I want my tumor lizard and hairy eldest bird to be a nice horseman more than Azlona or Snow White.

"Ah."

The tooth cat had already shown interest and was sniffing.

Not long before it's too late, Maryam begins his journey quickly.

"Oh man, the best smile I've had since I got here. What is that?"

He was high Sam, who was somewhat heavily concerned with looting and the rest of the road directions, but when he saw Maryam's mellow grin, he felt his shoulders lighten.

Haitham was not the only one whose position within the Arwala community changed dramatically before and after Maryam's marriage.

The figure of Jamshid, cut off all his genitals by snow and white and shredded to the point of non-renewability, was not in the tent of the Alwara tribe, but behind a cave in the oasis of Nihafa.

Sometimes, a terrible roar roars and not even the Alwaras get close.

Jamsid was still healing his wounds.

The wounds all over the body engraved in the snow and white were healing, but the nails and tails had not regenerated because they had severed all the red crystals that had been wrapped around them from their roots, causing them to twitch and ache.

Because it was even the first time I had disconnected myself in the first place, I no longer thought it would be this miserable.

My whole body ached, and that was miserable, not to mention my hatred for Snow White.

I was no longer willing to enjoy it.

If you're willing to kill me from the start, you can't lose.

But freedom is not advantageous in the sand stream. I can't even wait to meet you.

The people of the Alvara are also very slow to move once they lose. Afraid of a warcraft named Snow White, he made it hand-to-hand with the Buryeags.

Regrettably, miserably.

Jamsid was irritated by the emotions he was getting into for the first time, and he roared again.

Early in the morning, the day after the mourning of the treasurers and the brave men happened.

Azlona on the snow white, and the tooth cats enjoying early morning sunbathing, the summoner ladies who found the look sparkled their eyes and approached them.

Cats are cats, even though their ears aren't somewhat cat-like or their little fangs are visible from both ends of their mouths.

Some tooth cats seem uninterested by sitting incense boxes on the edge of the sandboat, but about half of them were just as fond of the braves as they were of the Buryeag tribe.

My cheeks were loose on such a figure of a brave man whose physical and mental fatigue had accumulated across the desert and his party, especially a tooth cat who was only a cat as it were for the women.

I have to stroke or hold the tooth cat. I'm making a scene. She doesn't seem to be concerned about some malformations.

Hayato and Tor, who were trying to exchange information with the Buryeag and gather information in nearby settlements, also saw it and had a soft grin.

In the meantime, the Six-Wing Fei Dragon, raised by the Warcrafter and Ogakuchiji (Osam O. Coach), descended into the desert with Pasapasa. He was concerned about the smell of Azlona, a fellow countryman drifting from nearby.

Named White Cherry Blossom (Haku), she is a mutant female of the green hyena flying dragon with six winged arms and a white body color, and is a flying dragon hatched from an egg that Osam once hunted from Dragon Mountain near Marnova. Azlona is an egg born at the same time, but naturally we have no reason to know that from each other.

Azlona narrowed her eyes to a brief morning of comfortable sunbathing, but rose to see the white cherry blossom.

White cherry blossoms educated in the album's Feilong cultivation method were slightly larger than Azlona's. Maybe Azlona is more stunted though.

The white cherry blossom tries to make Azlona touch her own neck in an attempt to properly greet her, but before that, Azlona stretched her neck a lot closer to the nose of the white cherry blossom and smelled it out.

White cherry blossoms also make eyes black and white on this, but Azlona just leans her neck strangely.

- Gah?

- Geez?

A strange time arises between the two facing each other and tilting their necks, but in that gap the white cherry blossoms rubbed their necks around Azlona's neck. Fei Long smells this way and is said to understand roughly the difference in force with the force he feels from his neck.

but Azlona doesn't know anything about that and tries to smell her nose again.

Why doesn't White Cherry Blossom, who looks like a noose of trouble, try to sniff his neck, and chase Azlona's neck?

But Azrona dodged it and followed the tip of the white cherry blossom nose.

- Gah?

- Geez?

Raised by the flying snow leopard, Azlona and the white cherry blossom raised as a legitimate flying dragon had a subtle cultural clash.

Still, they understood each other the smell and power during the incredible greeting match, which is a strange thing because they all start sunbathing.

Osam, the warcraft man, sits on the edge of the sailboat and stares at it without doing anything, but from time to time he merely glances at the snow and white.

Then a while later, around the time the day showed itself completely,

- I'm coming.

When the white cherry blossom rose to Osama's voice, he gently put his own nose on Azlona's nose, and followed Osama's back, which was said to be, Bye, and winged.

With its brilliant take-off and powerful wings, Azlona stared at it with a glittering glance.

Akali spoke to the collector, who was looking with pleasure at such an odd ecology of azurona and white cherry blossoms.

"- Is Az a male? Is it a female?

The collector stuck his throat for a moment to the unintentional question and answered it as if it were hard to say.

"... a little complicated. He's a male in body, but he sounds like a female in spirit."

In an unexpected response, the acari also blinked his eyes.

"... is that, uh, sex-identity-disordered?

"Maybe. I didn't know if it was a male or a female when I picked it up. Snow White, a female, grew up a lot, but Snow White didn't have children either. He just had to raise himself the same way he was raised, and when he realized it, it was like that."

... Okama? No, because Az is cute, man's daughter? Or Mr. Snow White was a female in the first place. And, the acari whines to himself when he bumps.

"... Damn, more than that -"

But I changed the story as to whether you were hanging out.

"Mr. Nirufal, no. How did you know about the Buryeags?

"Hmm, well, from the start, it's gonna be a long one, so save it, but first we're wrecked in the Sauran Desert, okay?

"... I'd like to ask a lot of questions from there first, but they don't want to move on, so here we go."

That's how the zodiac tries to talk about what's been going on, but the sun has grown much higher and the temperature has risen.

"Exactly, it's hot. Mm-hmm. They'll be out early tomorrow morning, so I'm sorry, but I'll see you next time -"

"- It doesn't matter if you know the collector. But I'm going to be there, too."

That's why Akali boarded the podcaster's boat and listened to the rest of the story.

"... take care of the treasurer"

After listening to a little, or rather heavy, a little clam lowered his head with a peck, he went back to his sailboat.

You're a good girl.

"... doesn't seem to have grown much, except on the inside."

Nirufal felt that it was a dialogue that would have been punskative if Akali had heard it, but never disparaged it.

"It's been a long time since you've been here, but now you feel most defenseless. Is that who you are?

When I came to this world, the first Japanese I met was Akali. So maybe I was just a little caught off guard.

"I don't know. More than that, what are we gonna do in the end?

The Buryeags had cooperated, and allied themselves with, the brave men.

The collector was not even informed of the details, but he felt that he had been proposed something that was not just directions to the eastern end. Otherwise, he said he wouldn't be negotiating for this long.

"I'm supposed to officially answer tonight, but you would already know. We are born here, and we die. That's all."

That's what Nirufal said, looking at the possessor from the front.

"Right."

And the collector told me everything.

What has happened since I was summoned, how I met and fought the braves. I told him all the brave information I could know about my own, mixed personal feelings that I couldn't say I didn't resent anymore from the bottom of my heart.

I am somewhat taken care of by the Buryeag tribe to be picked up in a desert that I don't know right or left, to mediate with other tribes to avoid disturbances, or to be seen when they get sick. Of course, I'm returning what I can give back the keeper, the snow white, and the azrona, but that's why, no, that's why I had feelings.

After the decision the Buryeags had made, they had decided to tell them everything. However, he blurred that the only thing that had been stolen from him was something important. Because I thought it would be better if I didn't know.

Seems your life has been harsh again. - But what do you think? "

In unexpected return, the collector could not answer instantly.

"... people change, maybe. If you're young, it's all the same."

Don't resent him or forgive him, Nirufal didn't say.

And while I answered that, I went to the chief to report what the collector had told me. information that could never be ignored.

That night.

The chief told Hayato and Thor.

"We are with the Forever Desert in the future. Born in a sandboat, over a sand stream, visiting the desert, still returning to the sandboat. And most importantly, I have a mission to continue to protect Master Anahita. Therefore, I cannot accept the invitation."

Not all of those who live in this desert can cope with the changes of an era that can be described as artificial and violent that will take place in the future. If there is a constant supply of water now and then, we do not know how many tribes will perish and blood will flow to avoid it.

The Buryeags were not willing to abandon them.

"... Really?"

Hayato and Thor understood it because we had many discussions.

That is why, during previous discussions, we anticipated and considered what could happen to this desert in the future, and we also had a number of secret agreements. Times change dramatically. It changes. We were trying to forge a relationship that we couldn't stay away from in order for each other to cope with it.

"I brought the album here, not what we can say, but I want you to survive."

"It's nobody's fault. Time never stops."

Even if the Hayats did not cross, in another decade or twenty, the album succeeded in crossing. Like a floating ship, it was because of previous studies and preparations that the Hayats were able to plan their crossings immediately in response to their appearance.

Hayat and Thor thanked him as he sat down, and stood up.

"... just accept and do it if anyone jumps from my clan. I just can't say I'm not here at all. Do not leave those who are not prepared."

As there was once a woman abducted under consent, there is an exception everywhere.

When they grinned and nodded at the chief who told them so with a troubled face, the two exited.

The next morning.

Although there was some trouble between the collectors and the braves, as a result, the Buryeags and the braves travelled to their respective destinations after a meaningful exchange of information.

At the parting, when Akali told Nirufal something in his ear, for some reason Nirufal fluttered and hugged Akali, overlapping Akali's ear with his own.

It was a soft work, not so much a hug, but seeing its beauty up close, which attracts even women, the acari blushes and makes them awa.

"... that, what are you doing?

When the collector, who watched it from afar, asks Farood, Farood explains it in as few words as he always does, looking just a little surprised by Nirufal's behavior.

"... dear or grateful.... only men do it in public"

Nirufal had led the men as the bowmen, and therefore seemed irresistible to this act, but the elders and so on of the women who saw it all looked down slightly. Even if they are clams, it is not something they do in public.

As the collector hammered him, he finished his final farewell and stared at the ship of the brave man who was leaving.

Akali was waving. Her face is still slightly red.

Then Azlona, who jumped on Snow White's back, rode out on Snow White's head and shook his winged arms flat, responding. The collector also raised his hand gently and answered.

After the brave men left, the Buryeags regained their usual routine.

but Elida and Yobi, who were allowed to remain in the flotilla, and the collector, were summoned to Nirufal.

On the boardboat that was guided there was a chief, who spoke to Elida.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions now. If I can answer that correctly, I will lead you to your mother."

When the collector rushed to interpret it, Elida stood in front of the chief and looked back at the chief without hesitation.

What's your father's name?

"Logion Bergin"

What's your mother's name?

"Yolanda. There is no surname for a woman, but Yolanda says her father's name is Ilgisnes, and her grandfather's name is Angals"

- Answer my parents.

"Approximately a year before the invasion of Cagebird, his father, who stood on the land of Cagebird as an escort during the first negotiations, meets his mother Yolanda there, and begets his son. But as soon as the child was born, an invasion of Caigbird took place, and the mother entrusted the son to the father and vanished into the battle fire of Caigbird. My father told me that he left the land without loading the Caigbird invasion and raised his son in his hometown."

- Now, show me what you can prove.

Irida pulled out a golden necklace sandwiched in an exposed deep valley.

"My father tells me it's the shape of my mother. I had it processed into a magic fixture on the barrier, but the decoration hasn't changed anything"

The chief stared at it, and when he said no to Elida and then received it, he flipped it and then stroked it to draw the Pentagon. The incredible text that then rises.

Seeing that, the chief was convinced.

"Okay. I recognize you as the daughter of Lord Yolanda."

"Is this okay?

"You look a lot like Lord Yolanda. You'll want to see me soon, but we'll be waiting a while."

"If it's going to take a while, you can go yourself if you tell me where it is."

"We'll be there in about three days."

"If you do that, you can't give me anything back, can you?

"Can you deceive Lord Elida, the benefactor of Klan? What, Lord Yolanda is near the salt desert, to replenish the salt. And you can't go without a sandboat on a lonely island on land that can only go through the sand stream."

"It'll help. If there's anything I can do to help, I want you to help me."

As Elida lowered her head lightly, the chief nodded.

After that, Elida and Yobi met with Anahita to get permission to stay.

Question with the chief, the collector who finished his face to face with Anahita and Elida, Yobi and Nirufal were about to return to their boats early enough.

So, uh, the collector asked what bothered him.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the acari?

I was concerned about the reasons for similar behavior to that hug when I left. If you ask me one thing at a time, Nirufal will scold you again later.

"What, you told me a story that connects me to my ancestors?"

The family name of the chief and his daughter, Maryam, is' Elbioal '.

And the name of Aufia's family, the head lady of the moon goddess's entourage, was also "Ellioval". Officially, they say 'Aufia ol' Verde va Cuufornia Elliovar', and the collector also felt like he'd heard of it in the Allerduria Mountains, but he didn't notice it at all. I forgot rather than.

What that name means is that it is of the same blood family. More than 10,000 years have already passed since they were dispatched, but this indicated the possibility that the Buryeags were once on the Mid continent.

According to what Akali told us from Orphea, indeed, 10,000 years ago the elves had an internal division, one on the other on the Demon King. But it seems it was more of a war than a demon king.

This was an oral biography and a secret to be passed on to the Ellioval clan. That was bitterly normal at the time, but the changing times made that war an invasion of the Demon King.

As a result, the separated families were considered traitors and could no longer be made public.

Aufia says if the dark elves seem to survive in untouched areas, they're even prepared to release the truth about their history.

If the crossing succeeds, people come and go more often. An elf in the woods won't go, but an elf naturalized into an album might go to the east end. At that time, I don't know what tragedy will happen if the dark elf side doesn't know anything.

Therefore, at the judgment of Akali, it was a good thing to talk about the history of the elves.

"Heh, I didn't know that happened. Well, I hear we have a similar record, and history doesn't mean that."

and Irida closed.

Then three days later, the boat regiment proceeded on the sand currents to the west opposite the eastern end, reaching a certain settlement.

It is a small village with just a dozen small wells and simple houses like sand painted and consolidated. If you look far away, there was a light gray desert, a salt desert.

When the convoys arrive, the bone races welcome them despite the flames.

There is no difference from the bone race I was in Lessiharm, but the only bone color was different and it was gray.

They have Yolanda here, Elida's mother, but she doesn't look like it.

Then Nirufal asked me what was going on with the representative bone race of the settlement.

"- I wanted to report that to you. Lord Yolanda has been going to the salt desert since last night."