Elf no Kuni no Kyuutei Madoushi ni Naretanode, Toriaezu Himesama ni Seitekina Itazura wo Shitemimashita

In the Elf Territory, it is very hasty to say a week before the year.

Because a New Year's Day is the anniversary of the world being created by the gods, and they are supposedly created by the [Holy Tree] that supports this universe a week before.

The Holy Tree supposedly raised the elves it created in it and dropped them into this world, which had just been made a week later.

This [Holy Tree Faith] is a Genesis myth believed only in Wood Elves and your species Elves, where there exists a completely different Genesis myth in the human species and other races.

Especially where the gods say the world created it, and all that's left is the difference in how our ancestors made it.

That's a horn too, so a week before the New Year's Eve is an important day for the elves, and that day we get together as a family and celebrate with a fancy meal.

And family, friends, and lovers give each other presents.

This is a metaphor for saying that the Holy Tree has created us in this world.

They place the gift under a tree that mimics the Holy Tree and shows that they are a gift to this world.

Keith is, of course, a human species, so I have never celebrated or celebrated the Holy Tree Festival on this day.

But that didn't happen all this year.

I have to get on with that atmosphere once and for all because I serve Seimrad, and most importantly in this country it is accustomed to the king speaking out to the people that day.

Naturally Keith has to stand there too.

Moreover. The worst part is that only on this day would the court men have to wear white clothes, so Keith would not even look good. He was stroking his hair wearing special extra white luxury clothes.

When he showed Lou the look, Waste Cat was stuffed and tormented with a huge laugh and said, "To, you look great!!!".

So Keith threw Lou and I into a big fight by throwing a collar that was specially made for us by the court tailors for this day.

"Stupid husband!! Hate ya!!

Lou ran in tears looking for the collar thrown through the window.

"Winning after battle is always vain..."

Keith's face was covered in nail marks when he said something disturbing.

Keith saw the Bernas busy on the way as he hurried to the Great Hall, where the King would come with such a face.

It seems that Nia is supposed to sing a hymn in front of the people today and is very busy preparing for it.

I went to the hall and said it would be annoying to talk to him. Keith had a snack for his men and the army.

Holy Tree Festival is about spending time with the family, there is no party or anything else tonight, and Nia spends time with Mashua, Mia.

The rest of the dining room will just be set aside to make and store meals, and the soldiers will be given permission to go home with the minimum necessary.

Keith can't eat it now if he's about to eat a cold makeover for dinner. Really humble.

In doing so, the voice of the king entered the room and everyone in the room aligned and lowered their heads. Keith also drank down what was in his mouth with a drink and got it for everyone.

When I looked up in the voice of Mashua, who said "um," there was Nia, like a snow fairy dressed in a white dress, looking at Keith and shining her eyes.

I can't use reading minds on Keith.

"Wow, Master Keith is cool...... you look great! He's like a great magician."

It was the glow of my eyes that I could hear the voice of my heart leaking.

Besides, when Keith smiled back, Nia bowed shyly.

I want to wave, but it is in front of everyone, so I felt itchy not to do so.

While doing so, Mashua spoke to his minister and told him to have fun with his family today before preparing his magic to speak to the people.

A way to speak out to the people is a kind of projective magic that magically says it reflects the appearance of Mashua, Mia and Nia over Seimrad.

The magic of projection used by the king had someone dedicated to it, and Keith stood silently at the end of a line of courtroom officials with nothing to do here.

He listened to Mashua in silence, blurring, and listened to Nia's psalms as he fell asleep.

Eventually it was all over and I woke up with the applause of my subordinates. Keith clapped himself and kept hoping "I want to go home to my room and sleep fast".

When Mashua left the room with Mia and Nia, so did Nia, but Aisha sent her gaze.

The gaze was like a girl's eyes as you would expect. So Keith nods and gives it back to you.

Then Aisha floated to see and followed Nia.

In fact, a few days ago, I spent time with Aisha talking about the Holy Tree Festival. Then we talked to each other because they said they were both uncomfortable.

Of course Keith is a human species, but the fact is that Aisha the Dessert Elf is only alienated on this day.

Dessert Elves believe that this earth has created them, and there are days to celebrate them properly.

I've never spent time in the desert, Aisha, but faith is that way and I don't have the Holy Tree faith of Wood Elf.

"Well, I don't have a family to spend the first place,"

to Aisha who looks lonely. Keith was going to have fun with Aisha that day anyway, so

"So why don't you and I exchange presents?

That's what delighted me.

The reason is simple, Nia spends time with her parents, and Leonora is temporarily returning to the country for that reason. Besides, Berna and Arsi both spend time with relatives, so we go home temporarily.

In other words, Aisha is the only one who can enjoy this evening.

Aisha, who doesn't know such a calculation, says, "Is that true!?" and hugged Keith with great joy.

"Yeah, I'd be happy to spend some time with Aisha, too. I've got a present for you. I'll be waiting."

"Keith...... Glad to hear it!! I... I don't... CHU, NCHU"

Keith, who held Aisha three times that night, was swelling his chest in anticipation that this was going to be quite enjoyable on Holy Tree Festival Day.

So Keith went back to his room and decided to get some wine and candles he'd bought and sleep for the night.

It's gonna be a long night anyway. You have to feed your English spirit.

When I was sleeping, I woke up at the sign of someone.

What? Has Aisha attacked again? Could it be, "What's the gift... it's me?" Pattern guy?? I opened my eyes thinking,

"... don't move..."

Keith awakens at once with a low, creeping voice. It is a totally unfamiliar voice.

I tried to open my mouth no matter what I did, and a cold feeling hit my throat. Keith quickly figured out what was the only blade.

"Don't talk... okay, we talked... gu! ……

When I thought the words were butt shrugged and I heard something to suffer from, I smelled a familiar scent on Keith's nose.

"... are you hurt?

Keith tried to speak up freaking out, only being able to tap him lightly in a situation where there was no magic wand or anything.

The smell Keith smelled was of iron and shit. This is the stench emitted by those who have been injured in their guts.

Keith, a medical magic major, had worked for a magician in healing magic training.

This kind of smell was improved when those who suffered intestinal injuries from accidents or the like were brought in at that time.

The smell of iron emitted by blood and the smell of faeces emitted by contents leaking from inside. What this shows is a crisis in life.

That's why Keith asked.

"Shut up... I said stop talking... gu... gu! Ugh."

Keith gets up in a hurry when the blade is about to injure his neck to an intruder who falls over Keith like he should.

When I saw it, I leaned against the bed and fell. At the foot of the intruder there was blood. There was a whole lot done.

"Ahhh... don't die on me"

Intruder to whining Keith raised one distressing voice and lost his mind. I guess I lost too much blood.

Leave me alone and I'll die, but I'll get out of bed trying to get help for once.

But because of this guy, today will definitely be a broken porn holy night with Aisha.

That made me angry, and Keith turned on the indoor lights to stare at the intruder in an attempt to worship only the face of that idiot.

The intruder had a scarf wrapped around his face. Convinced that it was because of this, Keith put his hand on the scarf. moment,

"Don't touch me!!

"Hi-ha!?

Fly back with a dumb voice in the cry of the last powerful intruder.

Then the scarf Keith was wearing came off and I could totally see the other guy's face.

The face was a girl. She is a beautiful girl who still looks 15 or 6 years old.

I glanced at Keith in amazement, and the intruder - the girl whined only once again and completely lost her mind.

The last girl I saw falling into the pitch-black world was the figure of the owner of the room approaching me.

§§§

"Stop!! No, Laura!! You said the captain too!? Don't touch Seimrad's palace!!

Laura keeps running through the woods without a glance at Tyro calling out as she chases him.

Desperate to chase it, Tyro is a priestly species proud of his legs, but he couldn't beat Laura when it comes to running through the woods.

"That's fucked up there! Mr. Saug said so too!!

"You can't count on that half-baked grandfather."

Tiro keeps calling out to his voice when he finally returns.

"Well, mostly today! Holy Tree Festival Day!? Isn't it the order of the regiment not to attack on a day when you say so!!

The bandits [Sentipede Bandits], which contain Laura and Tyro, are modern-day leaders and the fourth generation of historical bandits.

An old-fashioned band of bandits with certain rules and morals, motto without committing or killing.

Naturally, working alone is forbidden, but Laura has now completely ignored it.

"You don't know that. Mostly...... I hate floating days like that!!

"Hey!? He said it would be a debarment!! Laura!! WOW!?

Looking sideways at Tyro, whose legs were taken from the roots of the tree and sprinkled with grandeur, Laura continued to run regardless.

Yeah, it doesn't matter. Something about a day when both elves can float... it doesn't matter. Only that thought was poking and moving Laura.

We got to Seimrad's palace before noon, but we continued our reconnaissance from the outside, being careful not to be suspicious.

The technique of reading internal structures from the exterior of the palace is acquired, so I try to make maps mapped in the brain.

I wanted to steal anything I wanted because I didn't want anything in particular. The video of a princess floating and singing a song amplified that feeling all the more.

I felt clear if I knew that that face had been stolen and distorted at all. Yes. We just have to make all the elves and humans unhappy.

What is Holy Tree Festival? What do you love about your family?

"... guys... you just have to be unhappy"

That's how he whined and Laura waited for it to be night.

When what was the Lord returned from the palace and became less popular, Laura changed clothes in the woods outside the palace.

Long boots in hot pants from the town daughter's outfit, a jacket made of black dog beast leather with a hood and a breastplate made of Wyburn skin.

Light attire is fundamental because I am a bandit. I wrapped a scarf around my face with the effect of concealment there.

Weapons use the bitterness that they are used to. Other magic items that can be used for intrusion or blindfolding are packed in a lumbar bag.

When I was ready, I breathed and started breaking in.

Wall-proof magic is only released for a moment with a magic item. Soldiers around were thin because it is Holy Tree Festival and the minimum required is focused on protecting royal officials.

Keeping the key inside the palace was also magically excellent locking, but physically it was easy to open.

Laura quietly explored the place as she entered the king's office, where she had stared. Soon afterwards, he found a terrific and luxurious tiara.

The building is filled with moonstones, sunflower stones, etc., at Orihalcon.

In fact, this is a traditional tiara that is given to the daughter of the Seimrad royal family from generation to generation when she turns fifty.

Mashua keeps it in his room until Nia's 50th birthday.

Laura grinned and murmured with her nose as she reached for it.

"Don't get your hands on me, I suck, man. Such an easy job, it's not as rare as Ning Ro..."

"I'm sorry, but it's not allowed to touch anyone but the royal family."

Laura jumped off the spot like a cat to a sudden voice.

Didn't you feel any signs or anything? Such an idiot!! An old elf in butler's clothes was upright there when Laura, screaming with her heart, stared at her flying opponent opposite the direction of her voice.

The old man staring at Laura in a completely unwavering position was Fraser.

Fraser approached Tiara to see if she was real or safe.

"That's real. Then I'll change it. My name is Fraser and I am the deacon of our palace. Customers?"

Laura smiled bitterly in cold sweat at Fraser asking the thief his name.

I couldn't see it hiding in my scarf, but I realized I was laughing, and Fraser had a completely unchanged look.

"Guests who cannot be named in our palace are to wish to return. I'm sorry, but I'm going to ask you to leave the castle."

"... even if you don't tell me... I will!!

Laura skipped bitterness when she first spoke to her opponent there.

I thought it definitely hit me. No bitterness. But there was a metal noise and it fell to the floor.

At the moment he thought he had been played, Fraser disappeared, and Laura noticed that he had been taken behind him, tongue-in-cheek and left the scene.

I can't read Fraser's movements at all, and he doesn't show any signs or sound. He is a real assassin.

When Laura laid her leg on the floor thinking about how to escape, her leg snapped out of her knee.

What!? And when I stare at myself, the black blood from Laura's belly is smelling bad and falling zero.

(intestines!? Shit...... totally...... this, absolutely)

As I was trying to put my thoughts together as I calmed down my panic, I sighed staring at the carambit knife in my hand that Fraser had held at some point.

"You don't want to get old. I didn't know you couldn't stop with the blow you just made...... oh man"

Having felt the unique disgust of those accustomed to killing by the sighing Fraser, Laura used all the magic items to make an eye out for herself.

Eating flashes, smoke screens, explosions and triple blows, he rushes through the hallway, protected by protective magic on his scarf.

Running out the window is impossible with this belly wound.

As she slipped through the sides, Laura was slashed with her thighs wide open.

They slashed the bag together and scattered the recovery item on the floor. Laura ran away.

When his eyes and ears returned decent, Fraser looked at the blood trail,

"Clean up early. It will stain."

That's how I walk down the hall. The knife was hidden in my sleeve. I met Aisha heading to Keith's room with a floating face along the way.

"This is Aisha."

to the head bowing Fraser. Aisha wandered with surprise and mild confusion,

"Heh heh heh heh which!! This is! Ko, at times like this!! What?"

I realized that would be the case with me, too. Aisha is about to fall over and over again bright blue and bright red.

Fraser spoke plainly to Aisha like that.

"Actually, a thief broke in. I will come to tell Master Mashua, so can Mr. Aisha come to Master Nia and also contact the guards?

The moment I heard the circumstances, Aisha's face went into knight mode.

"Got it. Then hurry up."

"Please."

Heading away from the head bowing Fraser to Nia's room, Aisha wrapped the gift she wanted to give Keith in her jacket pocket.

"Keith, I'm sorry."

Apologizing Aisha's face was Rin and lovely.

Far from where that Aisha was, Laura was walking down the corridor careful not to leave any traces of blood.

I can't run anymore and honestly, I can't seem to walk anymore.

"Damn...... damn!

With evil in his amateur additions and subtractions, Laura held down her belly and legs and shook her faint head to remain conscious.

There's too much blood. I'll definitely die losing my mind like this.

No, I might get caught before then. That killer butler must have told the soldiers by now.

"Ha, Tyro is right... this place sucks... that's the butler..."

I couldn't seem to do it anymore. I think I'm going down. I felt a voice coming from across the hallway then.

Laura twisted the knob on the nearby door when she pounded her tongue. It's open. Is it on? No, wouldn't it look like this if I followed you?

Enter the room. There were people. I was asleep. I'm awake. That's why I threatened him. But I lost my mind.

Oh, it's over. He's dead. I'm going to die here. Easy... I can be...

"Ha..."

Exhale and Laura woke up. I felt like I was dreaming.

I can't remember what a dream it was. But when you say you know it's a dream,

"Go... are you?

I say it strangely. I thought he was dead.

I had blunt pain in my stomach and legs when I woke up. But the wound is completely blocked.

"You should still be asleep." I don't have enough blood or anything, and I think it'll take a little longer for the wound to heal completely. "

I didn't even notice the signs I would normally notice because of my blurred consciousness and body.

When Laura pointed her aching body towards her voice, there Keith was sitting in a chair drinking wine trumpets.

"You... who? Me... why"

"I'm a benefactor of my life, and you're a thief... right?

I couldn't grasp Keith's intention to speak lightly at all, and Laura glanced lightly. And I pulled up a duvet on my bare chest.