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

The inside of the house in the early morning is as quiet as the bottom of the water. I heard only breathing from here and there, and it seemed to help calm down.

It is just before dawn. The ridgeline of the eastern mountains has become brighter, the sky with thin clouds is white, but the sun has not yet appeared. But a mysterious dim light penetrated into the house, seemingly separated by a light purple veil.

As Bergryf woke up, Angelin had already woken up and prepared himself. He laughs at the Bergryf when he gets up.

"I'm winning, dad." "Oh, I'm getting up early ..."

Bergriff rubbed his eyes with his fingertips and twisted his shoulders and neck. Then, as usual, get your prosthesis carefully and get up. The days are getting longer and brighter in the morning and evening. You can feel chilly in the early morning, and there's no more chilling that can harden and crawl out of your bed. However, there was a draft, and somehow cold air struck the skin occasionally.

Angelin looked into the room and tilted her head.

"... Mito?" "What?"

Berglyph also looked around, putting on his coat. Everyone is sleeping around the fireplace, wherever they want, but there is certainly no mito. Bergliff frowned.

"I'm outside ..." "Outside."

Suddenly another voice was heard, and the parents looked surprised. Graham, leaning against the wall and thinking she was sleeping, had one eye open.

"I just went out. I won't go far." "I see ... I want to see it at dawn."

Angelin pokes his back.

"Hair, braid" "Oh, yes yes"

This is also becoming a daily routine. Comb into a little sneezing hair with a habit of sleeping and knit into a large braid. It takes no time to get used to knitting. For the bangs, attach the silver hair ornaments bought by Bergliff. After finishing knitting, Angelin stands up happily.

"Dad also knit? Fufu ..." "No, it's good."

I'm seriously thinking about cutting my hair.

"Okay, let's go, Dad"

Angelin, dressed up, said so and pulled the hem of the mantle. Berggriff nodded and left the house with a slow step.

Outside, more light was wrapped around. The sky over the mountain is bright red due to the morning glow. From there, golden light radiated radially, and it seemed that the thin clouds were slightly blue. However, the darkness of the night still remains at the zenith, and some stars are blinking.

Mito sat at the fence at the front of the house, staring at the sky. Angelin runs up.

"Mito" "N" Mito turned around. "Sister" "I'm surprised because there's no more ..." "Oh, it's beautiful" "I see"

Angelin leaned against a fence beside Mito and looked up at the eastern sky in the same way. In a short while, the sky has changed its outfit. It seemed that the burning red color was gradually being pushed by the light of gold. The sun will come out soon. I can hear the chickens singing. Bergliff approached them, stroking the beard.

"Don't you go?"

Bergliff laughed and deposited his body on the fence. Three people line up and look east. As soon as I thought that a lump of light had oozed out as the water gushed out, it became even brighter. It seems that the back of my eyes hurts and I want to narrow my eyes.

After returning to Tornella, Bergliff thought that his chest had somehow caught on. However, the settlement of the past is not over yet. But the peaceful life these days seemed terribly dear. Looking at Angelin and Mito at a glance. Both of us were looking at the rising sun in a happy state. I think that such a time should continue forever. However, Bergligh scratched his head, as if it were his own self. The shadow extends from your feet to the back, and the green wet with morning dew shines white reflecting the morning sun.

"……Now"

When I asked him to go, he heard the door of the house behind open. When I turned around, Anessa, Miriam and Charlotte came out. Charlotte rushes up and jumps to Bergliff.

"I'm asking you to wake me up now!" "I'm sorry. I have to do it. "" Yeah. Getting up early is practice too.

Miriam yawned greatly. Angeline gigs.

"Then, let's go together ..." "We set a trap yesterday. Would you like to go see, Belle?" "Oh, you said that. Let's go around the village and go."

Mito stretched out her hands and sat down.

"Dad, Kataguruma" "N"

Bergliff lifted Mito and put it on his shoulder. Mito satisfactorily crumpled Berghryph's hair with both hands. Angelin sharpens her mouth.

"Excellent seat ... Okay. I'll give it away. I'm your sister."

Angelin looked at Bergliff with some dissatisfaction.

"... Dad" "What's up?"

Charlotte jumps around.

"Me too!" "Would you like me to do Arne?" "I'm good!"

The Bergryph laughed and rang the ground with a dash of prostheses.

"Well, let's go."

While talking, the area was getting brighter and brighter. Another day was about to begin.

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In a forest full of fresh greenery, a deer eating a sprout sprout sprung up and suddenly looked up and kicked off the ground. Birds and small beasts go towards the same side. It was like running away from something. From where they came, they heard the sound of breaking dead twigs, the lush foliage rubbing and swaying in the wind. They grew little by little. Something is approaching here.

A dark gray-haired wolf rushed in, chasing a deer running through the trees. He was bigger than a normal wolf, and his eyes were full of glare. It is a monster called Greyhound. The wolf jumped on the stag. The sharp tusks tore through the deer's skin, scattering blood. He is wildly devastating the deer that has died.

The leaves of the trees in the forest gradually change from fresh greenery to deep green like an aged old tree. The trees shook their branches in agony. A tree twisted between them came. They move their roots like feet and push them away from the trees that are already there. The moss and lichen clinging to the old tree creeps on the tree in the original forest and quickly covers it. The arboreal suspension hangs down from the branches, blocking the soft sunlight that had entered between the branches.

The sound of low ground noise is echoing in the gloomy sound of the trees. But if you listen carefully, you should notice that it is a moaning. It was as if those who had been buried alive at the bottom of the ground could not yet die, but were just continuing to groan.

――No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It was a mixture of anger, pathos, resentment, hatred, etc., that made you feel sick just by listening. The trees that came from the Komori across the mountain had steadily grown to the north. Above it was a huge shadow reminiscent of an ancient dragon.

――Wrong …… Kai, Ho …… Sal, Be …… Shi….

Such a voice mixed with a moaning voice. It was a dignified, wind-like voice swaying through the forest.

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It is about time to harvest onions for preservation. The new soft onions are sweet and tasty, but too soft to preserve. Harvest and dry when the outer skin is completely dry and hard, so you can eat it throughout the winter. Berggryph, who took over Mito, was walking on the onion field with the Kelly farmers. Onions are also vegetables that I use often. A long time ago, they did not make it in a communal field, but only in their own homes.However, for poor harvests and those who have broken their bodies and cannot enter the field, they do this in a communal field. I made it big and kept it. Vegetables that can be stored for a long time, not only onions, are increasingly being produced in small but common fields.

"Would you like to pick this area next week?" "Yes. It's been a while since we picked it." "It's slow to gain weight this year ..." Why? "" Well, that's right. "" Well, we'll be busy again. "

On Bergriff's shoulder, he shook his arms as if Mitto were full. Farmers laugh happily.

"You're so cute, you're!" "Bell, it's the Rumel tree in my case." "Oh, what to do? Would you like to go pick the seedlings?"

The new village's industry has plans to plant Rumel trees, which will become herbs. The settlements are already being cultivated and sown with barley to make fertilizer, so the actual planting of seedlings will begin next year. The young leaves of wheat are plowed as they are, and plenty of compost made by rotting fallen leaves and livestock dung. The fertile land of Tornella has given us even more generous grace in doing so.

Kelly nodded with her arms folded.

"Yes, I'd like to try a little bit to see if it fits this soil. Some pots can be planted and only the roots can be planted before planting." If not, you have to increase it with cuttings. "" I have to try it once, including that. "" Do you know the place? "

Bergliff nodded.

"It's okay. It's a bit deep, so it takes me an hour to go ..." "Well, that's how it can't be helped." I guess! "

The farmers laughed.

"Dad, Akao!"

Mito happily beat the Berglyph's head. Looking at it, the laughter of farmers grows.

"That's right, Mito. Your father is a big deal!"

Berggriff smiled and scratched his cheek.

"Don't make fun of me ... then what do you want to do?" "Yes. Well, there are a lot of preparations, so let's go to lunch and start in the afternoon.

Nobody objected, so it was dissolved on the spot. It's just a good time to start preparing for lunch. Of course, in the case of Bergglyph, someone may already be preparing.

When he returned home, Angelin and Sasha were facing each other with their swords and sheaths in the garden where the sound of a mallet sounded. After a couple of swords, Angelin's sword flew Sasha's sword. Sasha jumps back in a hurry, but Angelin does not miss and steps down and swords her neck. Then snorting.

"... The movement is linear." "Mmmm ... I thought I could catch up a bit ... but I'm sure Angers ..." "But I think it feels better than before ... Oh, welcome back, Dad!"

He faced Sasha and rushed to Bergliff.

"Oh, right now. Are you ready for the day? Not yet?" "Arnés are doing ... the Shar is so excited." "Hah, that's good.

Berglyph bows down to Sasha, who runs up. Sasha bowed down politely.

"I'm bothering you, Master!" "I'm still enthusiastic."

Berglyph shrugged, saying I think Sasha's ability was enough if the comparisons were too substandard.

It has been about three days since Sister Bordeaux and the surveyors came. The weather has been much better and the work of the surveyors seems to be proceeding smoothly. Every day, Selenium saw the surveyors work side by side, and went round the village houses to talk with each other, interact with children, and sometimes helped with farming. Until now, despite being out of Bordeaux territory, Selenium's willingness to actively interact with the villagers could be seen. The feeling that he is on behalf of Helvetica may be driving her more. The villagers were naturally pleased with this.

Sasha did the same thing with the selenium, but in her spare time every day she came to Bergriff's house to meet Angelin and Graham. From the glance, Sasha was overwhelmed, but nobody looked down on her, just because she was an opponent. In the first place, there is no one who can exchange swords with Angelin and Graham.

Three young adventurers who came to the escort of the peddler also occasionally make their appearances. Cain was totally absorbed in Kasim, and talked with him to deepen his knowledge, and the swordsman of Jake and Sora began to deal with the morning swing from around yesterday.

Berggryph thought that, to some extent, Tornella was becoming more and more lively. I don't know what the old people, who like the old-fashioned quiet life, think, but he didn't feel bad as an individual. There is no way to stay unchanged forever. As the times change, the time has come for the individual to change. Then there will be many unchanged people who have disappeared into the shadow of history.

Berglyph twisted his beard and dropped Mito, who was on his shoulder, to the ground.

"How are you going to lunch during the day? Sasha, please!" "I'm glad--I want to say that, but Selenium is waiting ..."

Sasha unfortunately scratched her cheek.

"Then, if Selenium also comes with you ...?" "No, I'm talking with surveyors today. Is it okay to take it on another occasion?" "Of course, prioritize public affairs. "I don't know if I can participate, but Selenium is more severe than my sister ...

Sasha smiled and shrugged. Angeline gigs.

"Selenium is serious ..." "Yes, that's also a good place ... what are you going to do in the afternoon?" "I'm going to the woods ... Angers, what do you do? Say, "If my dad goes to the forest, I will go." "I want to be with you ..." "It's up to selenium ...?"

Sasha laughed, saying, and turned her heels.

"I'm sorry!"

After seeing Sasha's back off, Bergliff looked at Angelin.

"Ange wouldn't have injured Sasha?" "It's OK ... but it's getting harder and more difficult." "Hah, yes, then maybe you'll lose."

Angelin snorted.

"No, no matter how strong Sasha becomes, if he does it seriously, he will never lose."

Whether it was reliable or terrifying, Bergriff shook a little at her daughter's ability. Mito pulled the hem of the clothes.

"I want to get better," "Oh, yeah, let's do my best", "Yeah", "Fufu, my sister will tell you ..."

According to Angelin, Mito frowned a bit.

"I can tell you better than you." "Gu"

Angelin bitten her lips with remorse. It seems that I can not say it because I think so. However, she seems to want to be her sister, and she feels terrified when she thinks it's better to leave it to Bergliff and she wants to teach herself. Bergryf squeezed and laughed and stroked Angelin's head.

"I'll tell you together!"

Angeline glanced up and looked up at Bergliff.

"Oh, well, I'm busy today, tomorrow ..." "Yeah, fun ... I'll tell you, Mito, Dad and I will tell you."

Angelin swelled her cheeks. Mitto loosely leaned her mouth and hugged Angelin's arm.

"Jodan. Tell me ..." "Mmm ..."

Angelin crumpled Mito's hair with her mouth sharp. Two people enter the house as they are. Berglyf felt smiley, as Mitto was becoming more and more human.

Graham came back as he was playing around in the wood storage to keep some wood. He was in the plaza in the morning with a babysitter, and since noon was near, he probably sent his children to each house. Despite his silence, Graham, who is strangely adored by his children, was a great help in Tornella, and his mothers were very happy to be able to go to the fields, especially during busy farming.

"Hello, Graham" "Um ..."

Graham had a slightly difficult face. The aged face has a slightly grumpy wrinkle on its face, but today it is more deeply carved than usual. Bergliff tilted his head with a suspicious face.

"What happened?" "... I don't know. But there's a strange fuss. It looks like something strange is approaching ..." "Hmm ...? … ”“ I wish I had a hard time withdrawing as usual …… ”

Graham has said that a few times before, but it hasn't been much of a problem, or it has been a hard time getting over. But this time it seemed somewhat different. The responsiveness of the elf to nature and the intuition that Graham had cultivated over his long adventures seemed to tell him anxiety. Bergliff picked up firewood.

"... I think it's better to be a little careful" "Sorry. I'm not going to make you anxious ..." I'll go to the forest in the afternoon, is it okay? "

Graham looked down.

"... I can't say anything, but I'm sure you've never been more vigilant." "Oh ... well, let's just go for lunch." "... I came." "Don't look like that, are you really worried?"

Graham laughed a little when she saw the laughing Berggryph. Little by little, thin clouds were starting to cover the blue sky from the south.