Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

Alright, he shouted, and the bundle of thin plates was lifted. It is pulled up on the roof with a rope as it is. Already half of the joists are covered with boards, and a little more will be able to cover the roof.

At that time, I screamed. One of the carpenters who was pulling above slipped and almost fell. The carpenters, of course, and the Berglyphs below, also turned blue, but the carpenter managed to stop on the roof and didn't care. The upholstered shingles seem to be extremely slippery. Work began again with the shout of the master. The movement is somewhat more cautious than before.

The new house is made up of chalk masonry walls to the waist, followed by wooden walls and wooden roofs. The second floor will not be built, but a mezzanine floor dedicated to luggage storage or sleeping is planned. We plan to create a raised floor with a fireplace around the floor. The roof is gable and the angle is slightly steep. It is a device to prevent snow from collecting on the roof.

Berggriff muttered, cleaning up unused wood and scraps.

"I don't have to be so big ..."

When we talked to the carpenters to build a new house, they were all up to speed. After all, I haven't built a new house for a while. It was about repairing a broken house and building a new barn. So the carpenters wanted to do a lot, to make a big fireplace, a mezzanine floor, a separate floor and a raised floor, or a separate building, and it all got excited at the planning stage, and the Bergglyph held back Fitted in this size. Still I think it's quite wide, but Angeline seems happy, so I think it's OK.

Construction was progressing at a moderate speed, and at this pace it was almost as likely to form before summer. Of course, it's not good if something like that happened too early. It didn't matter, but I'll keep watching. Nevertheless, I am grateful that a new house has been created before aiming for "Earth Navel". However, it seemed inevitable that leaving such a large house immediately would be inevitable.

However, Graham still seems to be in Tornella, and from a security perspective Charlotte and Byak cannot be taken. In that sense, a cozy house would be better.

He caught a mito trying to bite a piece of wood he had picked up, and glanced at the garden. Graham is working with Byak. It should have been purely physical art, but as if using magic, Bjak was thrown away with one hand, as if to fly in the air.

"... Do you want to keep this side?"

Bjach sighed with regret. His way of fighting was mainly remote attack with a three-dimensional magic circle, but his range was not so wide. I often train myself in this way, as I often get into the space between opponents in close combat. Training your body and how to use it seemed important, whether or not you had the opportunity to fight in Tornella, but in terms of being able to handle your power properly.

"Grandfather ..." "mu"

Graham picked up Mito, who ran to Petitetto. Bergliff put the pieces and pieces together, dumped some into the bonfire in the garden and piled up the rest in the wood storage.

"Bakaku, let's get ready for the day." "... What's going on?" "Knead the flour. Boil and stew and eat."

Byak, sweating with his back, went into the house. It seems that Tornella's air is working well, and Jacques' attitude has also softened considerably.

Mito was grabbed by Graham and buckled.

"I'll do Biakun's help ..." "Um ..."

Mito rushed down as he was lowered to the ground. Bergliff laughed as he cluttered.

"I'm a really good boy." "Yes ..."

Mito's expression is poor but his emotions are rich, which is rather interesting. Also, it seemed pathetic to leave it on the journey, but it was a bit uneasy to take him. It is different from just going to Orphen. And Graham objected above all.

He said that after spending all of the winter, he observed that mito was also a fairly concentrated mass of magic. Unlike people carrying magic power, they are in the state of magic itself, so if you take them to a powerful magic reservoir like "Earth's Navel", you can not understand what will happen. Graham has yet to grasp everything about the Demon King, Solomon's Homunculus. Even though he likes Mito, he doesn't seem to have been alerted yet.

"... a mass of magic, what is a demon king?" "I don't know. What did Solomon think about and create them ..." "Wouldn't it be strange to do that? If it was just a weapon, you wouldn't need emotions." "Would a family want it?" "A family ..."

Graham looked a little farther and moved his gaze without seeing anything. Bergliff stood silent beside him, but soon opened his mouth.

"... Oh, Graham. Can you stay here forever? Thank you for being with my self, but don't overdo it?" "Don't worry, Bell. It's no different to retire and live here ... it's cozy here. It's not bad to burrow the bones. "

Bergliff scratched his cheek. I was glad to have him say that. Graham looked down.

"... That's it." "Yeah?" "Whether you want or don't want, Mito's presence will still cause something. I'm obliged to see it." "I'm sorry."

Graham smiled small.

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I came to the far end. The forest around Tornella is denser as it goes deeper, making it harder to reach the sun. As we climbed up the mountain, it became brighter, but in the shadows of the mountain, the trees grew tall to receive the sunshine, and became darker and deeper.

It is around the foot of the mountain. The slopes are gently sloped little by little, but some are suddenly steep. There is a large rock, and a large tree crawls on the roots as if swallowing it, and clear water flows with a small noise. Onibamiseri grew and had a vivid smell.

The moss spread under the feet like a carpet, and when stepping on it, it came back softly and softly. Charlotte, barefoot, is happily back and forth.

"Wow, it's so fluffy and comfortable!" "I feel like it's spreading more than before ..."

Similarly, Angelin, standing barefoot, tilted her head, looking at the roots and rocks of the embossed tree, and the moss covering even the dead tree. Greener than memory. If you think about it, it may be a long time since you came here. Anessa and Miriam are also barefoot and enjoying the feel of moss.

"Uhya, when I stepped here, it came out of the water." "Hey, isn't that slipping? Watch your step, at all."

Anessa said, the bushes over there shook and swayed. As soon as I set up my bow and exchanged the arrows, the bushes just shook and nothing came out.

"... Is it a rabbit?" "There are lots of animals ... but I'm fine when it's bright."

Angelin stripped the moss covering the tree and put it in her basket.

I was coming to pick moss. When building a house, it is used to fill gaps by sandwiching logs where they are stacked. If you don't do this, it will be cold with a draft. The house is going to be bigger than expected, so there's no better material. If you dry it even more, it will be fired. Since it covers everything, it's not a hard job to collect, it's just a lot. The girls gathered moss while chatting with each other, and enjoyed the feeling of bare feet. Miriam carries the basket again.

"Yeah, but there are places like this. It feels like you haven't walked."

Angelin nodded.

"I don't usually come close to such a mountain ... except my father. Other than my father." "Dad, most of the forest around here is in my head. Isn't that amazing?" The other children often came deep into the forest with their dad. Even now young people may still enter ... "

The young people who walked with the Bergriff and the mountains at an early age did not enter the forest by themselves, but they could enter the depths of the forest with a few people. Even in shallow places near Tornella, the grace of the forest could be fully enjoyed, but the grace became richer as it went deeper. Aside from wildlife, it is dangerous to encounter monsters. It's nice to be able to avoid some monsters near the village by the church barrier and fence, but this area is not a human territory. However, the number of demons was not very large, and we have not heard of monsters injured as of now.

Usually, there are many demons in remote places. That's why there is an occupation of adventurer, and such a daredevil goes out there and defeats monsters and fetches materials that can only be collected there. Many outlying villages and towns have guilds and are often the home of adventurers.

However, Tornella has an extremely small number of demon beasts, even in remote areas. There may be something that keeps the monsters off, but nobody knew it. However, it is possible that a village was created because of such a blessed place. If it is a place where a lot of monsters occur, there is no such a quiet village.

Anessa sits down, picking a spot where the water does not spread even when stepping on it. Then he looked around.

"... I feel green all the way. Honestly, what will happen if I get lost?" I'm taught my father how to move. "" Sorka "" But how do you remember the path in the forest? I look the same no matter how much I see ... "

Charlotte said so. Angelin giggled.

"Well, there's no easy way to understand ... so find the landmarks. "It seems dangerous once you get lost." "Yes. So beware that panic is the most dangerous, so be careful ..."

At that time I did not know who, but rang when I was hungry. The woods were quiet and quiet, so they sounded loud, and laughed instantly.

"Well, how big is that?" "Huh ... I'm going to lunch because it's already lunch."

The sun, visible through the gap between the trees, was near the zenith. The girls wore shoes, took them down the slope, and returned to the village, led by Angelin. In the fields, farmers are putting soil on the potatoes and shaving the grass that covers the ground with a hoe.

When I went home, the carpenters and Bergliffs surrounded the bonfire in the garden.

"I'm going well and I'll do something before the summer starts." "It won't help. Thank you very much." "Well, I've been taking care of you all the time." "It's fun to have a good job after a long absence. "Is it since the creation of an educational institution?" "Well. I'm tired of just renovating."

Mito, who had been taken over by Graham, was staring.

"sister……"

Everyone turned their faces.

"I'm right now." "Welcome home. It was just right. It's almost time for lunch." "Yeah ... this is moss."

Looking at the contents of the basket provided by Angelin, the carpenter's master laughed happily.

"Oh, I've collected a lot. I'll save this." "What should I do? Leave it as it is." "No, spread it out a little and let it dry. Around ..." "Oh, let's bring Goza. "

The Bergliff stood up and went into the barn. Then bring the rather dry kaya braided and spread it on the ground. The moss was spread on top of it and exposed to the bright sunshine.

After that, it becomes a car seat, and the wheat dough is cut into small pieces and boiled, then the stewed rabbit meat is eaten. Even though he put a lot in the pot, the strong carpenters ate very well.

After eating, the carpenter master said, drinking water.

"Ange, this amount of moss would have gone all the way to the depths of the forest." I collect it desperately in the shade of the forest, but it takes time and it is troublesome. Adventurers are a big deal after all. "

The carpenters laughed. The blessings of the forest are indispensable for Tornella's life, but there are still few who go deeper. Before the Bergliff sat down in Tornella and began to do this, one old man often went into the forest and picked up various things, but one day he seemed to be missing.

"Forests aren't quite familiar. We work against trees, but we're scared if we're against a thick tree. Even wood can't stand, so there's more to standing trees." Is an elf living in a forest? Is an elf forest different from the forest around here? "

Graham looked up.

"That's right ... the forest around here is probably quiet. There are many places in the elf forest where the forest itself has a will. The philosophy of reliance on the nature of the elf was born from such a place "I don't know ..." "Hey, the forest itself is willing" "It's different from a spirit ...?"

Angelin said, Graham nodded.

"Similar but slightly different. Spirits appear in nature with some form or individual ego. The will of the forest itself is not form. It is a huge consciousness, and at the same time an individual aggregate ... ... Do you understand? "" I don't know at all ... "

Miriam and Charlotte, as well as Angeline, are leaning their heads. Anessa seemed to be thinking with a somewhat difficult face, but eventually opened her mouth.

"Does each tree have an individual will?" "A good question ... of course. I have consciousness and at the same time they are connected. For example, the pain of a single tree is It quickly becomes known throughout the forest ... "

Said Bergriff. Graham nodded. Angelin didn't know what to do, but I thought that the forest was something amazing. Even now, as an S-rank adventurer, there are certainly times when you can sometimes get lost in the woods.

Suddenly look at Bergriff. Dad must have been walking around forests and mountains alone before finding me. I think I didn't get lost or meet dangerous eyes.

"Dad ..." "What?" "Dad wasn't afraid to walk in the forest ...? You've always been alone, right?" "Fum" Berggriff stroked his beard. "Yes, I was surprised at first. For now, I decided to go to this place, and then walk around the area thoroughly and remember that day. "Wow, so I almost remember the forest around here." "Well, that's right. I think you can walk almost without hesitation to the foot of the mountain ... However, the forest is mysterious, suddenly the right and left are reversed and the direction is awkward in myself, and I don't panic when I think it's a spirit or fairy mischief Yeah. "

Berggriff laughed and said, brewing tea from a pot of bonfire.

Kasim, who was taking a walk there, came back home. Leather sandals are making a rattling sound.

"Now," "Welcome home. What's up, how far have you gone?" "It's nothing, but I've been hanging around the village. I see sheep eating grass. I hope you do. "

Kasim laughed and sat down by the bonfire. A carpenter's master leans forward.

"Mr. Kasim, there is something a little heavy, but can you raise it?" "Good, but what? Wood?" "Ah. There is nothing that can be raised by human power, but safety is the first priority. ? "

He was looked down at by the master and Belgriff nodded.

"Yes, I'm scared of something like that." "What happened?" "I'm falling ...", one of the carpenters scratched his head. "Hehehe, it's skill and careless. Well, I'll have lunch first. I'm hungry."

Kasim turned his bowler hat at his fingertips.

"So what were you talking about?" "Forest" "Forest? Oh, I just went to pick moss"

Casim took the dish from the Bergriff and looked back at the dried moss. Angelin nodded.

"Yeah ... I hope Kasim-san would come too." "Hehe, I'll go again. Kaori Mori ... It was Satie's turn when I went on an old request." "Oh, that's right. ...... Marie was lost outside of the forest, isn't the elf more calm in the forest? "

Bergham nodded when Graham said to Graham.

"Yes ... the elf knows where he is in the woods by nature and the arrangement of the trees, the terrain, the condition of the leaves, etc. However, it is not so on flat or bare places ..." "But grandpa is fine Yeah ...? "Said Angeline. "I'm used to it. When I first left the Elves, I couldn't tell the direction ..."

Imagine the era of the "paladin" rush, and Angelin became somewhat funny. What was the character of this heavy old elf when he was young? Like many young adventurers, were they naughty, reckless, full of dreams and hopes?

Eventually, the carpenters stood up in the afternoon, and Casim magically lifted a bunch of thinly ground boards. Angelin was excited while looking at it. A new life is about to begin.

"I'm looking forward to my dad." "Oh ... I'm gonna clear up the dishes and help everyone." "Yeah."

Angelin hugged Bergriff's arm. The back, which was always a special seat, has mito stuck. I'm a little lonely though I can't help being my brother.

"What do you want Dad to do in a new house?" "Hmm? Yeah ... Dad doesn't have anything in particular. It's the same as before. Do you have anything you want to do?" I want to call all my friends, including Sati and Dad, and talk to them in front of the fireplace. I want to make an old stew .... I want to hear about old stories. Dad's story when he was young. "

Bergliff smiled, lovingly stroking Angeline's hair.

"Yes, hopefully." "Yeah!"

Angelin cheeked on Bergriff's shoulder. Mito looks at it with a strange face.