Elf Tensei Kara no Cheat Kenkoku-ki

Lucier's back from field work, so we'll grab lunch together. Today, with a little taste, I was out in the woods, a little out of the village.

Even if the harvest is over, going to the field is to facilitate next year's sowing.

It cleanly removes and tidies the remaining roots in the soil.

We will sow as soon as spring arrives, and in winter we have to end this season because there is snow and we cannot do decent work.

It's sunny well, the wind is blowing and it feels good.

Lucier sat on the grass, but Caede's leaves just fell over her head and she laughed unexpectedly.

"Lucier, you have leaves on your head"

"Oh, really. Caede's leaves are yellow. It's autumn."

"Right. And soon winter will come."

Lucier releases his hand from the leaves of Caede, seemingly only a little remorseful.

And I sighed a little and opened my teasing mouth.

"Look at Cyril these days, she's just amazed. I can't believe you can really do your doctor's job, too. Even when I worked in the field, I heard rumors about Cyril. You know, you put the arm of Loreu, the village's best thug, back on track, or you quickly cured Mr. Lenut's son, who suffered from incurable illness."

"It's an easy treatment. I don't care about that."

"If it were Cyril now, I'd be cured of any illness or injury"

I laughed bitterly because Lucier said it with a serious face.

Exactly. I'm not that versatile either.

"There are as many things I can't cure. For example, viral diseases such as those in which the body's immune function does not work cannot be raised. There's nothing I can do about eye treatments or body defects. The fracture is complicated. You'll be fine if you go to the fracture. I can't get it back with my stretched muscles. And the cancer can never be cured. That's a cell mutation. And even burns give up serious stuff."

Basically, my magic is about strengthening my self-healing abilities and strengthening my autoimmune function.

Easy wounds and simple fractures can be healed, and even a cold can do whatever the body's immunity drives the virus away, but nothing else.

I am somewhat knowledgeable, so I am expanding the therapeutic range by dining so that I can manage with it, but that is a limitation.

"It's hard to understand what Cyril's talking about."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just saying don't think you can fix anything. So we need to be careful with our normal lives and not get sick."

That's what I say to Lucier leaning down and laughing frankly.

"How about lunch today, then?

To keep it cool, I have deliberately handed Lucier the dish that I have put so far in the earthen pot by splitting it into deep dishes.

I decided to eat outside with the thought of it, so I just had to carry every pot I had planted yesterday to this point.

"It's delicious. I've never seen anything like it. What a dish?

"I say sooner or later. It's just a dish where you pour the flour into a soup that you took stock of with a deer."

I'm holding up a piece of broken chica meat.

Lucier said it wasn't just a moral violation because it was a prey I took personally.

Also, it's a secret to Lucier, but if the village chiefs find him, he's only tickling two crates of crops that could be thrown away. That is the hope of this village.

"A strange texture all the time. The soup tastes good. Yeah, that's nice. It's delicious and more importantly, it's going to save you some wheat."

"Well, you noticed there. We need to take care of the wheat and salt."

At best, dilute the wheat with water until it is goodbye, so the stomach swells in a small amount. Because it is familiar with the soup, it feels satisfied even with its thin flavour.

Today, wheat, as well as salt, is a lot quenched.

I simmered the area and the mountain vegetables where the stock came out well with the chicken bones and poured in the wheat to make a thorn.

The flavour is quite thin. The flavour is quite edible thanks to a good stock of sea lions and mountain vegetables, but it is not enough because there is not enough salt.

"Lucier, I knew we'd add salt"

"No, I'm not taking it till the next rations."

All the food in this village goes to the village chief's warehouse once, from which it is distributed to each household. In the villages that received support from the Empire, it was easiest to make them distributive. I also have to review this one day.

"That's because in the next ration, I'm gonna ask you to color us a little bit."

"That's not true. We eat a lot. Maybe someone in the village has to put up with it. I'm curious, I can't eat it deliciously"

"Lucier was like that."

I smile. Straight and gentle child everywhere. I guess it's the opposite of me that attracts me so much.

"Good afternoon. I'm in the field again this afternoon, but what about Cyril?

"I think it's time to build a weapon in earnest"

"What kind of weapons are you going to build?

It's a bow.

Lucier rounds his eyes when he hears that.

And he opened his mouth with momentum.

"I can't! Even the big bow Cyril's father was pulling couldn't pierce their armor! No strong bow can pierce the armor. Let's do something else."

Lucier is not wrong.

He was the best bow user in the village. My father had a huge bow like 160cm long...... he used a long bow.

Longbow had a power commensurate with its size. It has 45 kg bow strength (the force needed to pull).

The Japanese bow used for competition in Japan in Heisei has a typical bow strength of 15 kg and is three times as strong.

It is said that a bow force of 45 kg is the biggest strength bow in the practical range that can be pulled with one hand.

And even this father's unleashed arrow was limited to piercing the crude armor of the lower soldier at the time, unable to pierce the armor as the captain wore it.

Now, five years after that, the Imperial steelmaking technology is further developed and won't even penetrate those of the lower soldier.

"Still, it has to be a bow. I'm fine. I have a good idea. I won't tell you what I can't do."

"Cyril, can I trust you?

"I'm only trying to be positive to Lucier so she doesn't lie."

"Something is going to stop me from believing it in my current words..."

Lucier smiles bitterly and sighs.

Still my eyes are laughing. I guess you believe me no matter what I say.

"Lucier laughs as usual, that's fine. And eat everything you serve properly."

That's what I said, pointing to the cranberries I prepared for the small plate.

Yesterday, after preaching to Lucier, he went into the mountains and left quite a few behind.

Best medicine for a mild vitamin deficiency lucier.

"Do you really have to eat this?

"No. Lucier's unconscious, but she's sick. We need to get the vitamins right. Yes, there was still punishment for Lucier. Surely you can listen to one thing I say, can't you? Then let's do this. Eating whatever you put on the table never leaves behind."

"... This is for me, so I won't be punished. Take it another time. Properly, I'll eat. Ugh, duh."

Lucier leaked his voice as much as he wanted.

He seems to be quite uncomfortable because he has a strong acidity and is told by me to eat it every day.

"If I had sugar, I'd dilute it with water and juice it, or jam it and make it easier to eat."

"Fine. Sugar is noble."

"Lucier's my princess, so you can be sweet."

"... the princess, I pray the prince will not be taken. So give me a quick peace of mind. If there's anything I can do, I'll do it."

At the end of the day, Lucier returns to field work.

"With that said, is the magic of [Moving Vision Enhancement] working properly?

"Yeah, just. Sometimes I follow a black ball floating over my head with my eyes."

"That was good. So be it."

"I'm coming."

While working in the field, I can't be flashy, but I've been strengthening my muscles three times a day since I came back to the village, and strengthening my motor vision continues. The daily build-up is important.

Besides, at night, we're both flexible to soften our bodies.

That time I can legally touch Lucier's soft, good smelling body is more than my pleasure.

I don't have time right now, this is the limit, but if it's winter and there's no field work, let's teach Lucier some magic.

I waved Lucier off with that in mind.

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I get out of the village and head from the village just below the small hill to where I'm at a dead end.

This time he was on his back carrying as many wooden plates as he could hold.

When I got to my destination, there was the armor and sword that I left out until yesterday when Lucier suspicious me.

"Good. Now if they had taken it all, they'd have had to laugh."

I accidentally leak myself.

I'm going to build a weapon out of the sword and armor we have here.

It requires fire and earthly attribute magic, which, in the aptitude of Cyril, the elf, cannot be controlled satisfactorily.

It is therefore necessary to summon oneself in the past who is good at fire and earth. We needed to keep the ingredients in place before that.

If I had called Deet here today and used the [item box], I would have wasted the day without being able to use the [circle regression].

"Liberation, my soul. The trajectory I left behind on the other side of time, here and now."

Chant the [circle regression] chant.

What I'm calling here today...

"What I want is a blacksmith who forged iron and above all himself in a world of steel and scorch, whose name is…"

At the time, I was in a world where alchemy developed in an unusual way.

There is always a world colored by flames, smoke and iron.

I was born into the most metal-savvy species in the world and have been brushing my arms my whole life.

What was his name then...

"Quiro! [Circle regression]!

At the same time as the word, the whole body is engulfed in light.

Then a long, inertial beard grows in his mouth and grows to about 180cm tall, changing his physique into something more sophisticated.

The outfit is a heat-resistant work outfit made of the skin of a warcraft. And in the hand is a bespoke hammer made by collecting alchemy pieces.

Yes, I was born as a dwarf, and I look like Quiro.

"Unlike Deet, there is no intrinsic magic, and since I'm not the one with that much magic myself originally, can I reproduce it completely if I'm still Quiro today? There's plenty of room for a time limit."

The time limit is 122 minutes.

Based on the fact that he ate 64 souls in Deet's [soul eater], it should be noted that Queiro's fuel efficiency is questionable.

Deet always runs the magic of quantifying damage, eating the soul of the person he kills [soul-eating], and strengthening his mighty physical abilities, so he's not fuel efficient. I'm forced to mislead it by calling me weak at low levels, but there are limits to it.

Still, the overwhelming convenience of [soul-eating] and [item box] makes me use it a lot.

Compared to me when I was a dragon. If you look like that, I'll do my best in two seconds right now. I'm the one with the dragon, "two seconds is enough”...

"Queiro is simple enough"

Quiro has no magic to activate all the time.

However, the ore loves it as a Dwarf characteristic, the tip is unusually clever, and more importantly, the attribute magic compatibility is rewritten.

When I was an elf.

Ground: 30 Fire: 10 Wind: 90 Water: 70

compatible, but now that it has become a dwarf,

Ground: 100 Fire: 80 Wind: 5 Water: 5

and is transformed into a presence dedicated to the earth and fire.

"Do you want to do it now? The power of Quiro, even said to be a legendary blacksmith, let me wield it to the fullest."

And I started calling out to the dirt mana.

The earthly reaction is good. This is going to make the best weapon.