Disciple of Immortal

"I recommend the grocery store here. I deal with it extensively, but it's basically a store for adventurers. I also sell dead branches of trees for pine lights from water intake, knives, and restorative medicine. Don't worry, Pomera has the sewing tools. Only my sewing arm... well, I've only praised Mr. Holly once."

Leaving the Adventurer Guild, I was visiting the store to collect essentials and things from adventurers, listening to the adventurers better than Pomera.

When I first heard about sewing tools, I didn't know what they needed them for, but they use them to fix clothes, etc. after engaging demons.

It seems to be an important item because damaged clothing protects your body will increase your chances of getting traumatized.

"I have some healing pills in my hand. There's water in there, and I'm good at flame magic, so I don't think it's necessary to have expensive specials."

I lifted the magic bag gently and slapped the surface.

"Ma, you have the magic bag... I thought you were a good person, but that's Kanata. Hey, I get a little carried away......"

Pomera flaunts herself with a narrow shoulder.

"Po, you may not trust me for not being helpful like Pomera...... don't worry there, Roy and Holly used to come to the store too. If you rely on magic all the time, you may not be able to use it at the heart of it...... you should also keep your habit of buying more potions from time to time!

... It's hard where Roy and his names come up here.

I was largely scorned, but don't you have any resentment for those two?

I would strangely recommend it, but perhaps because of the clutter they were treating me with, my desire to be of some use precedes me.

Sometimes I get a little sad watching Pomera.

"Honestly... you know, on my level, I guess I don't have to worry about that much"

"Oh, because if it's about money, Pomera will pay for it. That… is something you might not use…"

"No, I'll pay for that there! The acquaintance gave me money for my journey, and I don't have as much trouble with the money as I should have."

I can't say anything because I still don't understand the value of the currency well...... the amount I got from Rovis was apparently quite there.

"Well, you don't have to be so concerned... It's okay, because even at the party with Roy, Pomera was more or less willing to pay these fine amounts."

There was nothing okay with the elements.

"I'll get it out, Mr. Pomera, just tell me what you need!

I kept pushing questions with Pomera and managed to settle in the form of a half fold.

Honestly, it's getting extra painful because Pomera cares excessively about me.

At the end of the preparations necessary for the goblin thinning, he began walking towards the outside of the city walls.

"Honestly, Roy and the others don't seem like very good people.... Well, I'm sorry if it's hard to answer, but isn't there a grudge or something?

Pomera's thoughts were so humbling that she was beginning to wonder if I was more wrong.

"... well, I've thought about Pomera a lot... but I think there are parts of it that I can't help. There's been a long clash between an elf who lived in a nearby forest and this city of Arloburg."

"I had no choice..."

"Pomera's father was a person in this city, and her mother was an elf. My mother said she used to resent humans... but within meeting my father and getting closer to him, he realized so much that the head of the elf might have induced the entire elf of the settlement to be hostile to humans. In the end, it caused them to chase the settlements in the back of the woods."

"The Elf Head? How could you do that..."

"... Elves lose spiritual protection and power if they live too far in people. It will also lead to fewer places if the development of the city proceeds. So... that's what my mother said when she had this idea that we shouldn't get used to it."

... In the first place, is the whole elf hostile to humans?

When that happens, it may be a deep-rooted problem, though I wouldn't say that her descendants are hostile in people, either.

"... and then... my father says that there was also a move in Garland, lord of this city, to make the elves disproportionately hostile. It may not have been interesting to see tribes of other races settled in the corner of the forest, which was their own territory and just a good hunting ground. In the end, the elf settlement traveled far away in a way that succumbed to harassment and overlapping clashes before Pomera could reach her heart," he said.

It was more of a muddy feud than I thought.

It's getting painful listening.

"... He says Garland is a particularly extreme figure, but as an entire kingdom, he is in a tide that is stirring up hostility to the elves. Pomera regrets it. It is that man and elf are deliberately conflicted, driven by such thoughts. I'm sure Roy would have treated Pomera equally if she had the strength to do so. So... even from the beginning, if Pomera works hard to make more friends... I'm sure the air that's rooted in this city can change a little too! That must be the only thing Pomera, the half, can do!

Speak with force in the hand where Pomera holds the wand.

He blushes and moves his hands and feet like he returned to me.

"OH, OH, I'm sorry...... to see you and to Canata, who's only been a day, I made this story one-sided...... Well, until now, not many people have listened to Pomera quietly... Meh, it stinks, even if they suddenly talk about this..."

"No... I think it's a very good goal"

It's hard to keep being abused unilaterally and hostile to the tide itself, not the individual.

Pomera looks seemingly humble, but I guess that's the result of putting herself through resentment of others.

In that respect, Pomera is rather strong and positive.

I think it's an expression of Pomera's own fundamental goodness.

"If there's anything I can do, I can help."

It's a journey without a specific goal.

The next time I see Renaele, I want to keep a lot of memories of the journey I can tell her so she doesn't feel hard... that's about it.

I feel that the goal of helping Pomera dream is also appropriate as something she can talk to.

I also have a dream of negotiating with Nialotope again to meet Cromar, who was my cat and best friend... this one was honest and hopeless.

I'm definitely hated from the niarotop, and I wouldn't be able to cross with them, who are superior.

Besides... I can't think of putting Renaele back in the world anymore.

I'm sorry for Cromar, but all I can do is hope he keeps living as a wild man somewhere.

Pomera looked round her eyes and stared at me, but eventually a great deal of tears began to overflow.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so, so happy... no one to say that to me... the... tears of joy..."

Pomera wipes tears with her sleeves.

"... so, but I don't think Pomera deserves that, even if you do that for Pomera too much... there's nothing I can give back..."

also, for a little more pomera, it's easier for me to talk and move a lot easier if you get selfish...

As we spoke, we reached the gates of the city.

But the goblin thingy…?

I think it's going to be weird if I don't add or subtract it... maybe I should get a little out of hand while reading the air.