Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

Once I broke up with my friends, I was walking out of my elder's house and into an elf settlement.

The time is early in the morning.

It was a pleasant morning with a quiet, refreshing forest air and a briskly falling wood leak, but I couldn't afford to enjoy it right now.

Let's sort out the situation.

Satsuki likes me.

Mi likes me.

Cyril likes me.

... I'm starting to get embarrassed thinking about it myself.

What is this peachy flower garden peach town?

Isn't it like a kind of adventure story that embodies the liquor pond flesh grove a man seeks?

No, it's true that in adventure stories, those groups of works are not unpopular either.

But what I like is not a group of pieces like that, but stories like finding flavor in a more stoic and harsh reality.

No, wait, wait, it's a problem before that.

This is not a story in the first place.

It's a reality I'm facing.

Confused.

I cannot accept the divergence between the notion that this is the normal reality that I recognize and the actual reality that I am facing.

Common sense in me that there was no way this was going to happen was refusing to tolerate reality.

"... that said, is there anything else than accepting..."

After thinking about it, I had to conclude so.

Nothing, if we don't start where we embrace reality, the thinking ahead of us won't function properly.

If you deny the reality in front of you by saying, "This is the wrong world," you can't move on from there.

Taking a certain reality as it is right now first, and thinking about what you will do on it, is the secret to living the reality better.

... No, these kinds of thinking methods are usually what you need when faced with tough realities.

Perhaps this way of thinking is reasonable even now that we are facing a sweet reality by the time it is unusual.

-But what do you do after you accept?

What am I supposed to do?

"... I don't know"

I just had to hold my head.

My hope and future.

Honesty and dishonesty.

How do I get along with their feelings?

As much as I thought about it a little bit, I can't even see it.

Maybe that's something we need to take the time to think about in the future, little by little.

─ And that was when I was thinking about it.

I wondered if I could hear the roaring sound of grass leaves, and from the bushes ahead, one woman walked out of the way.

That was like an elf woman.

Not the face I saw, I think.

I didn't confirm all the elves in the settlement, and I'm not sure because the face of the elf is hard on me as a human being to tell, but I think it's probably an outsider.

But on the other hand, he also looks familiar somewhere.

Maybe it resembles someone else in the elf I've ever encountered.

But there was so much more important than that.

The elf woman is suffering from a major hand wound to her abdomen.

From the top of the bloodstained garment, it looks like it's holding the affected area to bitterness.

"Hey, you okay!

"Ha, ha... people, between...?... How could there be a human here... Ugh!

The handy elf woman is about to collapse, trying to keep her calm.

I rushed over and hugged that body.

"Hold on tight. My buddy has a cleric (Holy Order). I'll call you."

"Really... that would be helpful... thank you... please..."

"You can do that later. Is there an enemy nearby?

"No... I don't think so..."

"Okay. Stay calm."

When I put the elf woman to bed on the ground, I put up the magician's wand and cast a spell.

It's a loud (loud voice) spell to use.

This is one of the elementary spells that enlarges the subject's voice so that it can be heard farther away.

When I exercised this spell against myself, I shouted loudly at my surroundings.

"Cyril, this is William. Found a seriously wounded elf. I want to ask for a cure. I'm at the place where I went for a while to the left hand side towards the presbytery house. Can you come? '

My voice, amplified a few times more than normal, crosses between the trees of the woods and echoes across the entire settlement.

Now if Cyril is in the settlement, it should pass on.

So, wait a while.

"─ There he is, William! That's him."

So much less, Cyril came running.

She falls on one knee next to the patient lying down and exercises a healing miracle with both hands on the affected area.

"─ Minor injury healing (Cure Light Woons)!

Warm light comes from both hands of Cyril.

And after a while, the light subsided.

"Are you okay? Are you feeling a little easier?

"Oh, it's a lot easier."

"It's deeply wounded, and it's losing a lot of life. Isn't that enough for once? I'll use it again. Stay still."

Cyril overlaid and exercised the miracle of healing.

So the complexion of the severely wounded elf improved considerably.

"How about this? Can you get up?"

When Cyril heard that, the elf lying up slowly got his upper body up and then turned a smile on Cyril and me.

"Oh, thank God, I'm grateful. You, too.... And how did you get here? This is supposed to be an elf settlement..."

"It's..."

And when I tried to explain, Satsuki and Mi, and Lefania arrived at the scene.

You heard my voice by my loud voice (Loud Voice) and I guess I came to see what was going on.

And when Lefania saw the sight of the occasion, she raised her voice of surprise.

"Mother...!? Why are you here..."

"Lefania......! ─ ─ Something terrible has happened, tell everyone immediately. There's a bunch of orcs in us."

Elf women and refania rush over to each other to hold each other and interact that way.

Snapping my mouth from the side there was a satsuki who wasn't really willing to read the air on the field.

"Heh, is it an oak in another elf settlement? You've been selling oak again a lot lately. - But if you're dealing with an orc, there's four comfortable batons here, right? See?"

So Satsuki looked over at Cyril, Mi, and me, and she blushed her cheeks when she and I met each other.

but without worrying about such satsuki, Lephania's mother and the elf woman shake her neck sideways.

"We're not talking about that size! Leading is Oak Emperor, the top species of Oak! Even troublesome orcs have attacked us with more than a hundred armies!

"Is...? Hicha, a hundred...?

When he heard the words, he blued his face, too.