"Well, I spare my life."

- I had to lean (cover) my neck to answer that.

"... is there even a riot going on?

"We can't start a riot.... because the guests will keep their eyes open so they don't wake up."

Lord Partridge explains one incident in Leelot to Sir Westerdale, who tilted his neck further after hearing the answer to the question. The backdrop of the case has already reached this point.

"... what... such a thing..."

"It's important that the idiots break out and the non-fumes fold up the store, and the customers keep their eyes peeled at each other. Especially the Dwarves. They're very alert and intimidating."

"Hmm... you mean that's all you get?"

"As far as I can tell, the attitude of the seller as well as the product seems to be favored. More like stampede-like customers are struggling to gather sympathy and pity."

Lord Westerdale unwittingly causes his face to cramp when he hears the phrase "stampede." Even Manastella heard the story, but this crowd seems to be no less powerful than it is.

"That's what I'm saying, so there's not much I can say about that question."

"Hmm...... then can you tell me about the ruins of Shaldo?

"What the Lord is saying is," Sealed Ruins, "as the saying goes, isn't it? Not from an ancient city?

To Sir Partridge's dialogue (at best) to confirm, that said, there was not one "relic" of the Chard - and I recall Sir Westerdale.

"That, the 'sealed ruins'. … we are also supposed to inspect the ruins of Shard after the May Festival inspection due to manpower."

"Ho ho... But I'm not supposed to be the one guiding you?

"What?... I thought the guide would be the Lord..."

"Otto's one says Sir Maverick will explain. There seems to be a slight discrepancy in the ruins we are looking at."

"Hmm... speaking of Sir Maverick, you were the one who gave the lecture on 'Sealed Ruins'"

Teng Himself (...) He was Sir Partridge, who inclined (blushed) his neck inside, but if you take it to Sir Westadale, it was only the perception of "Teng Himself" who breathed troublesome content into the elves.

"You went to listen to the speech, too?

"Whatever. That was a famous lecture in history."

From there, I just flew over to the content of the speech.

"Six to seven hundred years ago...?

"What's wrong?

"No... a little different from the story that is spreading among the elves in Manastella?

"Mm?"

Sir Partridge reviews and confirms the note, but it did happen.

"We were talking more than a thousand years ago in Manastella...?

"No... he did say it was six to seven hundred years ago..."

They were two people who were looking at each other, but the conclusion was...

"" Well... because you're an elf... "