Half-elves Fall in Love

The next day.

Now comes the real messenger, and we are to be drawn to the Council of the Elves' Supreme Powers.

"Empty princess. Are you ready?"

"What? Go where you can't hear yourself sleeping."

"... everywhere petty"

The Orthodox Angel was, um, a swordsman elf who stuck Aurora on the road as well.

"A young and foolish man, poisoned by human tribes, dark elves, etc., who has lost respect for the Spirit of Light, names the empty generation. The blame also extends to the pride and arrogance of the chief of the empty clan, who allowed it. But you better not think it's over today."

"Come on, man."

Aurora chuckles at the swordsman elf, and punches her belly.

Ace night though fine, powerful enough. Swordsman Elf smothered like a potato worm.

"Whew......!?

"Just open your mouth in front of me, like you who can't understand my greed and my righteousness. If you don't stop the foolish howling, I'll chop your tongue off next, okay?

"Oh, hey, Aurora"

I rush to stop Aurora, who looks down at the swordsman elf with an icy gaze laughing only at her mouth.

"Fine, Mr. Andy."

"Don't get excited for nothing, you're not here to declare war"

"... Phew"

Aurora sighs. I pull and grab the swordsman elf's hair with such flavors as reluctance.

"Guide me. Whether thou be displeased that I am of the name, thou art of the silver is the decree, and I am of the empty name. Now let's not be rude. But remember, no matter what I am, you are not in a position to speak of the righteousness of the North Forest, nor can you speak for the will of the Spirit of Light"

Get your hands off me. The young elf clutters his breath but puts on his ass cake.

"Beware, Branch Leaf, whom thou hast entrusted thy name to others. I'm not in a position to drool a word over this body. Borrow the authority of the clan on your own, and don't speak as righteously of your ugly personal feelings and aspirations. Who speaks of what arrogance and what disgrace without being able to observe that degree of discipline? If you want an opinion, carry the clan back out."

"... ku, ku"

"Can't you even reply? Silver has fallen far enough to ask the dogs and animals for a decree."

Look down.

... Aurora Scary. Super scary. There's so much illusion on my back that I can see a lion or something threatening me.

"... apologize for the disrespect, Bu. … the meeting, here"

Swordsman Elf eventually succumbed.

Aurora is probably stronger even if she goes upside down. Most importantly, you have a different character as a person.

The majesty of those who stand above is making a noise and trampling the lowliness of those who do not stand.

I'm sure Aurora has not only the inner circle of the elves, but the spiritual strength and nobility that even the country can carry.

The fact that such a sharp and magnificent spirit likes me somehow scared me a bit, reliably.

"I declare the clan meeting hereby held"

An hour to get out of the jungle and head to the back of the woods.

On the tall, soaring trees, at about fifty metres (climbed on a spiral staircase made by piling onto the trunk of the tree), the meeting began, divided into several scaffolds for each branch and tree.

There is no table. I don't have any papers. All I have in front of me is the face of each clan's name.

"Diel, head of the red family"

"Here."

A young long-clothed man slowly thanks him.

From what I've heard, the red clan is certainly supposed to be a tribe in the area bordering on trots and stuff alongside silver. Irina and Gorks, who came yesterday, say they are putting people out via the red clan territory, and is their position close to theirs? I hope so.

"Irina, head of the white family"

"To this."

"Direct line of the Orange family, Gorks"

"Here."

Yesterday the two of us stand side by side on a scaffold just outside of us, wondering if it's a coincidence or something. After thanking her, Ms Irina flew a light wink here.

"Cherry Blossom Family Direct Line, Christie"

"Yes."

An elf woman who seems calm rests her hands on her chest and responds.

She also stood on the same scaffold as Ms Irina. We don't seem to get along.

... So far the elves didn't really feel like clan chiefs, they felt like young people. Even Deane's brother Carlos, who said he was over 700 years old, felt young, so I didn't know how sharp the spot was.

And from here on out, they're grandparents who already feel like they're in their 60s or more.

"Oliver, the head of the family of gold"

"Come on."

"Alma, the head of the purple clan"

"Oh."

"Head of the Blue Family, Voice"

"Here."

"Shaquille, the head of the green family"

"Coming"

And finally.

"And I, in the name of Gusto, the head of the silver family, will receive the petition of Aurora, the direct line of the empty family."

"I appreciate it."

Aurora thanked her gracefully.

"Do, empty princess. Let's check it out now. This convocation must be about our territorial defense and our quest for the rescue of Blue Dragon Maia."

………… I'd love to. "

prying, is what you made me say nasty, but it's not a mistake.

Aurora nodded as she frowned.

"From the former, our silver family holds the castle of the Blue Dragon, Misty Palace, on the back of the territory. Palace itself is out of bounds, but we therefore refer to them as defensive collaborators of the boundaries and play a role in the cultivation of dragons"

…… Do you admit it was a crooked education?

"Let's admit that our silver phaser was immature as an educator. But loyalty to that tribe hasn't made a mistake yet."

"... what?

"Because of the immaturity of his power, it would be Phaser's weakness that he had to turn to the power of the dragon. But with that power, it is no distortion, no mistake, to strike out the outside enemy."

……

I'm not sure what you're talking about.

Or as a matter of fact, this meeting is exchanged in Elf, so I'm asking Apple for simultaneous interpretation.

You can't ask Aurora on the arrow just like that, and Angelos has a catacotto of elf language.

But it's really hard to understand what silver clan chief Gusto is saying.

"But external enemies?

Where was there an outside enemy or something?

The only ones attacked were you, Aurora, elf-wise, Apple with amnesia, and me, an ankle-less injured man.

Where did you see it? It's an enlarged interpretation, a crime based on enemy certification at will with a distorted worldview.

"Hmm. I mean, that jizzy, half-elf there, you're gonna screw it up as a bad guy."

"Wow."

Ms Irina was flying away without a sign right next door.

Asked, Gastoon of silver stares at Ms Irina.

"White. What are you doing?"

Ms Irina smiles and answers with a clear voice, hiding her mouth flashly with the sleeves of her robe.

"It's not a good idea to leave the Guests alone even though they can't solve their words. What, if it's silver anyway, what's the big deal with me anyway?

"............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Totally, Yang, push it on the nasty little girl."

I didn't dare touch the jizzy call. I guess you stepped on the table at the meeting that separates Jianmae, and that you wouldn't be serving in anger at explaining to me that you were just watching.

"... you're not close?

"If you're friendly, you don't have to move. That jizzy is the steep vanguard of the closure of the junction. A conservative committed to pure blood and purity, such as loose doom."

Then the Gorks flew over to my scaffold, too.

"... as you can guess. They conservatives and we don't mesh here every clan meeting."

"I don't even know what to say if I lose my purity, I can't get it back. It would be worth the pure weight of the outfit."

If it's the standard language of the human race, it's a good thing Gastoon doesn't argue with it either, the two of them could say whatever they wanted.

"External enemies are our half-elf"

"Regardless."

"I don't do such facts or anything. With all due respect, I thought you were just clinging to the frenzied Phaser's murder."

"Well. … I can tell you why there are no facts."

"Empty princess, how much do you know about that mixture? If you ask more, the mixture, the memories of the past are vague."

"Ku......!?

"We know at least fifteen years that the woman doesn't remember"

"In those fifteen years, would you say there was a case of outrageous evidence?"

"Well. At least… I doubt the level of fanaticism that makes us open the woods"

"Think about it. How can a different archer protect the forest? The young people boasted that they had shot the human race then. I know that no matter how young they are, shooting a mixture that I know to be a claw bullet anywhere means nothing to me as a forest good. Rather..."

Niyali, and Gastoon laughed.

"For the Fae, the mixture would have looked like a dumb elf who was blurring and wandering in the woods, even though he had set up a fight himself. It's easy for shallow people to imitate that you're going to shoot at it with vengeance... and use it even more to make intimidating negotiations with us...

"Huh..."

Apple opens his eyes.

Anyway, Gastoon's muscles were convincing.

Yes, the human race hardly ever distinguishes between a half-elf and an elf.

"Oh, wait!

"I don't have any certainty with us. Being used to that extent by the human race, an unexpected sign of any doubt, isn't that what's on its neck lacking? Purple Lunaris daughter, abandoned, Apple."

"... uh... ah..."

On the neck, an old collar.

The collar of a promise to me, a sign that it belongs to me.

Fifteen blank years. I still can't remember. It's stuck with my thoughts.

It's a testament to the fact that Apple is in a situation where there is no clap, and it's no surprise that he's determined not to clap.

A collar is not something a normal woman would appreciate.

If you had thought so much of it by now, you should be on the side of humans even if your memory returns.

It will continue to be an idol of tragedy for the human race, pushing away memories of situations and so forth that would be advantageous to the northern elves.

That's enough for the elves as an external enemy.

"Huh..."

Even I have the compelling power to unwittingly freak out, which exists in Gastoon's muscles.

And making sure it's true or false, Apple will not deny Guston's speculation whether he shakes his neck vertically or horizontally. There's nothing you can do about it if it even comes with saying that Apple has a "reason to hide it".

This is tough.

"Ku......"

"Empty princess. No punishment for suspicion, is that, indeed, an arcus adage?

"Unfortunately, you will understand that you are not so friendly to protect this northern forest paradise."

"Suspicious enough for a silver phaser to argue"

"And the silver boy has no choice but to take back the dragon he lost more than he has at hand, without any confusion."

...... yuck.

"The old men are gaining momentum."

Ms Irina, who was an interpreter, squeezes her eyes sharply in place of Apple, who has been out of sentence.

Even as it is, Apple will be cut off as a traitor...

Damn. But I don't speak elf.

"What to do, Andy...... run away somehow"

"Hey, uh, white girl, come on, cooperation... you'll do it, won't you?

"It's Irina. It's a shame, but it's not something you can get away with. This is within the ancient kingdom, where space is left somewhat free"

Angelos and Jeanne's proposal is certainly unrealistic. Mostly I don't even see where I can get out.

"Fight then"

"Maia, calm down. If you go to the clan meeting, the Holy Beast won't shut up."

Maia also got stuck with the Gorks by coming up with a cheap plan.

... Damn, what do we do?

"Is that what you mean, Aurora Ten?"

Behind me, I heard a low, calm voice.

Looking back as a gyro, the big man with the goggles on.

"Old man!? How!?

"Morning, young man. … disturbing, Elves"

The clan chiefs were just as grumpy.

"Who is it, man?"

"A passing traveler."

Sir Bonaparte floating away, as usual.

"At last… he also coaches the Ten Chiefs there a little"

"... just kidding. Somebody tie him up!

Several elves pop up in Gastoon's voice, releasing arrows after arrows. Are you incapacitated and then tied with rope?

... even though it doesn't make sense.

"Don't be so sure, Elves."

The old man dodges it all with minimal flirting movements.

The amazing thing about this old man is that he doesn't even look like he's avoiding it in the first place.

"Damn! Hit it! Hit it!

"Good luck. But there's a word for self-defense."

The old man approached the elves flailing with arrows, beating them with one gen trick.

Elves plunging into the trunk of a tree.

The upset runs.

"It's a hassle to do them all, and I feel sorry for you, so it's time for you to stop shooting me"

When the old man says, the elves are frightened.

"Don't be frightened! Just like one human being... if you take a hostage."

White hands sultry on Gastoon's neck.

"Ho.... in Tachi, whose nose is muzzled if it is too May. I might accidentally burn one of the woods."

"Hi... who"

"There's Andy Smythson's ride, Lila the Black Dragon.... He'll do it, Elf. I folded it, huh?

Lila nods her tongue with a perky, long tongue as she gently flickers her dragon body behind her back.

"It's a corner meeting. Let's talk about it."

On a branch just around the corner, there was Mr. Deane and Mr. Hilda. Mr. Hilda is waving happily.

"Dark Elves......!?

"The forest is filthy, get rid of it."

"They're all alone, what are we gonna do?"

Panicking old elves.

Ms Irina laughs at Couscous as she is on the verge.

"I can't do that. Even this woman must have taken all the silver."

"... what...?

"It's Celesta's God of War, isn't it? The Dark Elves trump card, which settled this previous war"

"Become...!?

"What do you mean... what happened to the junction?"

"War...... is war, finally"

Right and left clan chiefs.

"Long time no see, Deane."

"... being in a clan meeting means being a clan chief, Irina"

... sounds familiar.

Angelos slaps him on the back as he pokes at the sudden appearance of his friends.

"Huh?"

"The atmosphere has changed. From here, it's your fight."

"... oh, mine?

Oh. Right.

"... right"

See Aurora flattered by the rapidly unfolding as I do.

That's right.

What I need to do.

"Not yet, Aurora"

"Huh..."

"You want justice. You believe there's justice in elves."

Then.

"Don't stop about the other person's mouth being good. Don't be fooled so much that you can't prove it. Trust me if you don't know. If you want confidence, look back."

"Mr. Andy."

"Your battle is not over yet. It wouldn't even start!

"... Yikes!

Aurora looks back.

Rin, call back the lion's fighting spirit.

"Silver clan chief. If killing others at the end of delusions is the flux of the northern forest elves, this forest is a prison of demons."

"Hey, what..."

"I was about to be swallowed. Truly the only deviance you can admit, besides the madness of theoretically arming and deceiving others. How you twisted and devoured that heart, the goodness of the woods that feed your life, when a cheater tricks you into looking at everything maliciously."

"disrespectful...... and give me the empty family, the bankruptcy resolution!

"Shut up, you shallow, stupid, ugly, everyday humans you curse have the strength to stand and live, whether deceived or betrayed! It's not because you're clean that you illusion yourselves as noble, why don't you realize that even the ugliness of it is just taken by the gentleness of the forest and not reflected on the water! If you think you're superior and gentle and right, wave the big hand and jump under the day! What dignity will there be for those who cannot speak one word of righteousness if their backs are protected by the Spirit of Robust Forests and Light!

Overwhelmed the old men in line, Aurora shouted resolutely.

"Don't use the bedroom of the Spirit of the Forest and Light as a token! Don't armor me! You must be those protectors!

Quiet, squares on giant trees.

Standing on the branch directly above it, looking down, she slowly opened her mouth.

"It was an elf of the silver family who shot Apple. Swear to the Spirit of Light."

Selene shows up.

Finally, the guys are all here.

"Gu,... no"

"Yes, yes, you lost, Mr. Gusto."

Bread, bread, bread, and slap his hands, elbowing Gastoon's shoulder as the young man in the long coat nibbles.

"So, Diel... you're familiar."

Just shut up, Gusto.

Red clan chief Diel kept his mouth shut so far, but suddenly pushed Gaston away to get everyone's attention.

And.

"It was interesting for you, though. Elves are not a soft breed to change just by mouth."

"Diel, there it is."

"Say what"

Ms Irina and Gorks peel at Diel's dialogue.

"You agreed to a policy outside..."

"Oh, that one. Well, you know what?

"What do you mean?"

"Anyway, I need it, I need execution. Everyone sees this, and they say they have to change themselves."

Diel pointed to Aurora.

"Don't let me try, empty princess"

"... if we can stop the irrational womanhood, that's fine."

"I mean, just the mouth."

"… not so"

Oh, this young man, he understands Aurora's knockout in this short time. Something's amazing.

"Well, yeah..."

Diel laughs nigga.

"In the meantime, you holy beasts, come and kill me."

"Huh!?

(cont 'd)