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"Long time no see! Yalarai!"

"Uhm."

Coming from the back of the woods was a well-width female elf that drew a line with the beautiful elves around her.

If I were to give you a nickname, "old man" would be the most powerful, would you understand?

Elves and others, shaking their abundant bellies, beating Yalalai's shoulders often.

"It's a plug from the elders! We're all eating!

Don! and placed on the table was a large smoked meat.

Along the way, the elves around them raise their voice of joy. Yalarai also distorted his mouth.

"Thank you. To the elders, thank you, please"

"Oh. I'll tell him tomorrow. Eat and drink today anyway! I got you some booze too!

If you look closely, my old man was pulling a small luggage truck and there was a large bottle (kame) in it.

The men's elves cheered and poured liquor out of the bottle, but I couldn't help but notice the big smoked meat.

"I'll open it now!

An old man trying to take a nearby knife and break a translucent silo thing that was covering smoked meat.

"Hey! Just give me a minute!

"What? Guests don't like meat?

"No, I'm not. Is this, like, translucent, covered in meat, vinyl?

"Bibi..., what?

"Akira, that's it, Palpelle"

"Huh?"

Oh yeah, Yaralai said many times that there's a sap in the elf that looks just like vinyl.

Still, it really just looks vinyl!

It felt a little milky and white, but it was just a vacuum packed vinyl.

"Oh, it's rare for people, isn't it? Even Elves don't use so much Palpelle."

"Heh. Can't you take a lot of raw materials?

"Uh, it's not like that, it's not..."

What the fuck?

Sounds hard to say, huh?

"Mr. Akira, the palpelle tree can be planted as an elf tomb."

"Grave?"

Lalaila, who stopped by, tells me if her reunion with her mother has come to a paragraph.

"Yeah. Unlike human beings, there's nothing left of Elf's death in the future. Otherwise, it's gonna be all graves."

With that said, you heard that the land of graves is a lot of trouble in Japan.

"Still, I knew it was hard to feel like mourning the dead. Naturally, the Palpelle Forest is more cherished and sacred."

"I see... I see you're using sap."

"It's customary, but the elders give instructions on a regular basis, and they collect them."

"Hmm."

As an elf, something that returns naturally when you die. I guess that's what you're thinking.

But apart from that, the tomb substitute Palpelle is cherished because he will have a heart to mourn.

I can take a handy sap from that pulpellet, but unless the elders instruct me, I can hardly get my hands on it.

Like this?

"Of feelings, problems"

"Right. It's not like it's impenetrable or anything."

"That's what happens."

It's just like vinyl. It's good for preservation.

Nodding that I understood, my old man tore the pulpellet and took out the smoked meat.

"I put you to bed just three years, it's the best smoked meat I've ever had! Oh! Leave a little! It's for the lookout warrior!

"Yes."

The women of the elves slice it thinly and hand it around.

I got it too, but it was fiercely delicious.

If we take this to Japan, we'll have a deal.

"Hey! You're Yalarai's best friend?

What newly emerged was a young man who looked like a college student. But I'm sure he's older.

"Oh, I'm getting better for Yalarai."

"Heh! Oh, no! Drink my pride!

It was the red wine that was given to me, combined with the depth and transparency of the finest ruby.

He also poured it into a glass glass to see if I was the only one special.

The others are wooden cups. Perhaps it's a special treatment to call him Yalarai's best friend.

"This guy... that's a good color"

"Right? It's elegant, well balanced, and it's the best we've seen in the last fifty years!

"Ah? Oh."

Something like that I heard somewhere, but let's not worry about it.

First of all, the aroma is wonderful. It has a nice red wine aroma.

A sip is a great wine with a firm alcohol content and a crisp body.

I've had fancy wine with my boss, but it's comparable... no, it's definitely more elf wine.

If this were in Japan too, right, it would be the kind of silo thing that the world's top rich people would take up at auctions. Definitely.

My brain remembers the trance, just falls into its depths.

Drinking the best wine on the planet...... I had that strange feeling of superiority.

Enjoying the aftermath of bliss, a wild exclamation rose from the back.

"No ho ho ho! Here! This! Yeah, totally! The elves really have to admit only to making booze!

"Kukuk, this is good wine. Let's praise him and send him."

"Ha ha ha! I'm sorry you had to treat me! If I drank this stuff, I wouldn't be able to call a line of wine booze anymore!

Why does Faff look great? Is the hug a tundra?

And, old man, I'm getting used to it.

What kind of adventurer is that?

"Hmm... that's a lot easier thanks to the fruit juice."

It was Chelina who came back to life and started eating the dishes right away.

Lalaila's been carrying around the food, but she's acting like a squire.

I don't think he cares.

Chelina is also the natural type to use people. He was the head of the big chamber of commerce, so maybe he can't help it.

"Lalaila. You didn't just serve either, have some fun. It's been a long time since you've seen your mother, hasn't it?

"Huh? But I'm with Dad now."

When I finally saw Yalarai and Lulu sitting next to each other, Yalarai waving a blur and nodding again and again with a grin that made Lulu want to sleep.

I wonder if friendliness is beautiful.

I see. I can't let that get in the way.

"Yeah, and I stayed with him until recently."

"You said that."

Sure, Lalaila studied at a people's school, became a great person, and she hadn't come home for a long time in that relationship, but she recently went back inside or something.

So I learned of my father's absence and traveled to find him.

Elf's senses say he found Yalarai pretty quickly.

"Then why don't you talk to an old friend? I'm watching Chelina."

"Hmmm...... but"

Lalaila cares so much about Chelina. Really, kid.

"It's okay, Mr. Lalaila. I'm calm now."

"Really? Then I'll go around a bit. You can't do that, can you?

"Yes."

"Chelina, is your appetite back?

"You can't eat the quantity, but you just want to taste it"

Don't you want to miss the chance to talk about a precious elf treat?

Really, you're a rooted merchant. This one.

"Okay, let's get all the dishes one by one"

"Thank you"

But how can you handle the comfort of riding a cookle?

Even campers get drunk, so you're in a bit of trouble.

As I was eating while evaluating the liquor and food as Chelina, various elves came to greet me without pulling it off.

I'm sorry. I can't remember who's in the boulder.

I guess you know the other side of it, just gently introducing yourself and replacing it more and more.

"Uh, it's time for a watch change."

"Yabe, let's hurry. Captain Googleau will piss me off."

"Huh? Captain, are you back?

"Oh, he came back with a report."

"Not the decree, but the person in person?

"Is the search for mysterious creatures so difficult to navigate?"

"I'd like to go to the area and help now, too."

"It's our job to protect the inside, isn't it? In the center, the waiting party is expected to be an immediate team."

"I know. Let's hurry up."

"Right."

A few elf warriors who had smoked meat nearby disappeared into the back of the woods in such conversation, and after a while, another elves returned.

"I heard you! I hear Yalarai's back!

What a voice when you say you still have distance!

What do you say when you split the physical enhancement of the fluctuations into your vision and you gaze at the new elves!

More!

There's more!

Oh, what?

"Googlow! Long time no see. Magnificent, huh?

"Naturally! Do you still suck at Midal! Ha ha!

"Me, Midal, fluent."

"Only words!

"Wu......"

The person who shook Yalalai's disappointing hand was a muscle elf, with a muscle burned in wheat bouncing back the light of the bonfire.

And the outfit was a native American outfit similar to Yalarai's.

More, Macho Elves!