Half-elves Fall in Love

From the settlement known as the family estate, to the labyrinth, it is about two and a half days away.

That means a round trip alone takes five days.

How long will it take to get further into the labyrinth?

Like the Great Labyrinth of the Desert, the Labyrinth is rarer, serving as a transport route to the hiding places of each race. Ordinary labyrinths are made up of burglars... and bees that lead adventurers astray and feed demons.

"... by the time I got back to Basson's quarters, I was so timed over to be a reflection document in the punishment room that I was scared"

"It's okay, even later on in your father's butt wipe journey than before. If you explain it properly, there won't be a problem."

Mr. Deane laughs, but... well, Mr. Deane does.

But me, when I suck at it, I buy extra grudges and stuff from the minister via Mr. Carlos, and I'm scared.

Even if Angelos and Mr. Deane are acquitted, it's not like I'm the only one who can sneak up on the rowers of a marine brigade galley ship.

If I imagined it, I'd be seriously scared.

"Two days on foot...... Yea, I did it with Diel"

"What?"

Lyla asks Diel.

"Is the sky within this junction also why dragons can't fly?

"... no, nothing else"

"Then it's quick."

Lyla strips off the piercing clothes just like she did.

And after a brain-shaking phantom shock, a great transformation.

"Whoa!?

"Ko, Black Dragon......!!

Beginning with Diel, the clan chiefs of the exuberant elves. Yeah, I want to believe that it's not just that my personality is bent that makes me feel a little better.

"Oh, I see... humans, we're here too"

Maia pacin, and after slapping her hand, posed and transformed greatly.

Two giant dragons that appear in the middle of the family estate. The inhabitants of the family estate, the Great Panic.

Wait for the noise to subside and get ready again.

First of all, weapons. We were caught wearing little clothes during the run, and we don't have a lot of money.

I had told Diel in advance that

"Choose your favorite weapon..."

Diel, with a slightly tired face, opens the dustbin behind his own hall to show me.

There was a lot of weapon protection in there and an item that I wasn't sure how to use that emitted bright light.

"Well."

You've got all the weapons for the White Soldiers.

Aurora and Jeanne marvel. The others are surprised, of course.

I have enough to supply the Zebra Hundred.

"Materials also... true silver, evergold, wave blade steel... wow, this is the sword hosi hagane"

"What's a hosi haggane?"

"You'll see."

Jeanne lifts up one of the swords that was around there and brings the belly area closer to my face.

... and it was woven like sparkling particles.

"Such an uneven sword of material, offal?

"You can do fine. More than equal to true silver. And thanks to this sparkling look, it's as expensive as an asshole."

"... it's Bourgeois"

True silver is mainly a material mined around Wangdu, which is essential for the high quality sword of Wangdu's specialty. That's quite a lot more than that.

"If you want to use it, present what you like one at a time.... I don't have ten swordsmen in my family."

"I'm so fat."

"So I repeat, neglect is on the way. I can't help it with all the useless weapons."

That's why I'm going to keep it sweet here with Diel's generosity.

"Hmmm...... I don't mind gripping this a bit"

"A sword suitable for plucking and a sword specialized in lightness… it's troubling"

"They're all good, but nothing beats a love sword."

Angelos and Aurora, and the Baron are choosing happily as they crush their bump complaints.

"I wonder if Lord Deane will be addicted to weapons as well."

"There's nothing I can't use, but the basics are my hands and feet... well if I'm not a big guy, I won't get in the way, would you like one?"

Apparently you have your own Great Sword, so you won't get your hands on it, Sir Bonaparte. And Mr. Deane takes the Broadsword that was around it unconstitutionally.

"If I had a hammer or a mall, yes.... hey."

"Because of this, let's have it"

Jeanne and Selene were each taking daggers in a compromise manner.

The other members smile because they don't use weapons in the first place.

Diel looked at me and opened his mouth, not taking any weapons.

"Was it Smythson? Don't you have any weapons?"

"... I've only dealt with crossbows properly."

It's a pitiful story, but I just get packed where I had a weapon that I couldn't even use.

Nothing but a weapon.

"Other than weapons?

"Explosive cylinders, sign erasing jackets, infinite smokescreen canes… well, I doubt they'll all help the Holy Beast"

"Then..."

I decided, for now, not to ask.

"Do you have a pen that can be engraved?

Let me tell you something.

There it is.

... or one of the liturgical swords had a guy who could do the same. Writing at the tip seems to engrave a magical line as well as an engraved pen.

"I would have liked a pen if I could..."

This would suffice if it were a big tattoo like the one I used in the Lucas Battle, but it's not suitable for fine work.

Or if it's paper or leather, I cut it.

"What do you use it for"

Apple, who doesn't know I can do a little engraving, sends a surprise glance.

"... I was wondering if I could even fortify him with his avant-garde clothes."

"So, can you, in Mr. Andy the Human?

"I can. This is it. I'm stuck with Aurora."

Well, maybe Mr. Hilda deals with something for medical purposes on a daily basis, so if you're curious about that, it's easy to win something similar.

So.

On Lila's back, me, Mr. Deane's sisters, Apple to Selene, Aurora and Angelos, Jeanne, and Bonaparte's old man.

Behind Maia, the Baron and the other young Elves of Diel, Christie, Gorks and Irina.

Take off with each on board.

"Ya, I knew I was afraid to fly on a dragon..."

Apple, who has not yet been able to ride (or just rode during the Phaser Maia battle), is shaking a little with Selene on one of her back lizards.

The selenium next door is grand with a cross nose.

"It's okay, it's pretty comfortable when you get used to it, huh?

"Ho, glad to say so. I don't know if I'd like to fly one of them."

"Yah meh meh meh meh meh meh!!

The semi-crying Apple is a little cute.

And we arrive at our destination in just about an hour or so.

"An underground laminated labyrinth? If you're in the open air, you can fly all the way to the back."

Lila reluctantly returned to the human body. Naked, naturally.

Trying to put a piercing coat on that girlfriend is then avoided, and all of a sudden her ears are licked with a long tongue as she is taken back and held tight perfectly.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Ho, that's all the avant-garde has. Why don't you take my place while we go through the labyrinth?

"Play!

Force Naked Lyla to wear clothes.

The young clan chiefs of the elves watching us in half, half surprised.

"I've heard that dragon riders and dragons are lovers, couples, brothers and partners."

"That's a very friendly thing to do."

"Ho ho, this man does not use the power of the dragon and its authority knowingly, but from a raw lover who demands only of my female body. I'll give you as much as I want. It's my job to ride."

"Don't talk like I'm making you do weird things in public with your hobbies"

Or I'm going to hold it down and put my clothes on, but when I find out, they're holding me from the bottom and crab bashing me.

If I were on the sidelines, I would definitely say it. "This is definitely in there, isn't it".

"Hmm... before you go into the labyrinth, if you really want, you don't mind if I take an hour off?

"We got here early."

Says Irina and Christie as they turn away from each other. We both have red faces. Not surprisingly ub......

"I said I didn't mean it!

I'm too caught up in the pace of this erotic dragon.

"Oh, you want to be so human... then yes"

"Wow. Hey Andy, you. I did three tours yesterday."

"You guys ride too!

So, although it was a bummer, they all form formations and enter the labyrinth.

The avant-garde is Mr. Deane and Sir Bonaparte, and behind them Diel and Gorks. Me or Apple in between, it doesn't do much for rough things, Lila and Maia for shin, Angelos and Aurora before one of them.

Yeah, pretty reliable.

Or even now, but a lot of people are highly armed if they do, my people.

It may not be General Lucas now. No, it doesn't change one thing that I'm not very helpful.

Lord Bonaparte, please stay here.

"All right."

Leave Sir Bonaparte and suddenly disappear, Mr. Deane.

And three demons who were far away, cut off at the top with shaky broadswords, and come back once again.

"Special Agent Becker, you look like a hundred men."

"Is that a compliment?"

Mr. Deane looks disgusted.... you don't have to look like that.

"Becker? Who is it?

"What if it's Sieg Becker from" Daydream "?

Apple and Sir Bonaparte turn a strange face. Don't you know that?

"I was there in the first half of this journey. A really quick middle-aged ace night."

"... heh"

"Sieg Becker... what a shame, I'm a swordsman who wants to see you once"

"Even the old man?

"Mm-hmm. There are so many rumors that the damage he did to the trot in the previous war would be better than a thousand men's squad."

What did you care about that ochi personnel was amazing......

Mr. Deane smacks and kicks most of the demons and tricks, and occasionally Lyla burns them down, moving on and on to the lower levels with little or no turnout for the rest of them.

"I've been going from the front of the labyrinth since the Ace Night exam... but you might like the vibe of the labyrinth pretty exciting"

"Really? I don't feel like I'm being sneaky."

"I grew up in a labyrinth, so I don't even like it or dislike it now."

Even while the young threesome is having a peaceful chat, Mr. Deane returns to Stasta by amputating the limb of the rock doll that was behind the sidewalk.

... Wouldn't this guy be the only one who could break through?

"Oh, my God. Sure, with that woman, it's nothing but a halt to one clan."

"Whether it will also be a stepping stone. Because Deane is a demon if he cares."

I hear what Diel and Irina say and Mr. Deane looks disgusted.

"Who's the devil?"

"Then calamity, the demon god, the hell-setter. Which is better."

"Even you used to yank..."

Past between Ms Irina and Mr Deane.

I want to ask you something, but I'm also scared of something.

... the look on his face, Mr. Deane looked at me kickingly, then turned his gaze against him and started explaining to Boso.

"Well, it's not that big of a deal.... about seventy years ago, I just helped this Irina get caught by a bandit during her trip to Celesta and stumbled through there"

"Bandits...?

"It used to be a lot. Not the current comparison. Especially around the north from the Oficlade to the Greater Armonica River Basin, it's hard to reach the country."

"Wrinkles are unknown to the public. I stomped on the idea that I could do something with magic, but I was caught lightly and my squire became one consolator after another... and I'm sorry if I was a little more frivolous."

"When I stumbled upon Azito during the survey, I had a terrible white elf in my eyes.... well, it was Dior who killed all the bandits on the spot... so it was Irina who was there."

... was more miserable than I thought.

"No, you're paralyzed, aren't you? A dark elf woman who shows up refreshed and screws and throws away the bandit's neck from the next! There were twenty bandits who died in three minutes without one left, whether they were orgasms or beasts."

"I had no idea the elves in the North Forest were traveling with patience.... What about the samurai then?

"Half pregnant and banished a heterogeneous child, half stayed, but mentally I guess I'll never get out of the woods again"

"... right"

As far as half-elf is concerned, it's a common story.

A child born that way devotes his life to his husband in the despair of his parents and the persecution around him, or even becomes like someone else's cat, or drowns in a sly, doubly harsh and instantaneous way of life.

"Straw's public ignorance, clan closeness, and weakness as a creature. Different things like that got involved, and it was pathetic for those squires.... that's why the same thing just happens a few hundred years away if you just pull in. Then you won't be saved."

"I see."

Was Ms Irina's desire to turn the forest and clan outside also remorse for it?

"More or less, it's a story in every family."

"The filthy blood shall not be put in the woods. The unclean shall be banished. That's the same thing for every family. Even yourself is in danger if you hide it. They'll throw it away."

"Elf's life is eternal, but that's all. No one knows what to rely on to live in the bedroom of the Spirit of Light, and if we lose our connection to the clan. Elves are such a species. … Well, I don't think so."

In the words of Gorks and Christie, Smudge and Irina sum it up.

That's right.

Any race is. I cannot live just because there is earth and sky there.

Living goals and work with supporting families and peers and to live.

If they took all of them, it would have been killed as well. Ahead, only a few can find hope.

Fear is not impossible either.

"... Huh, that's crap"

Diel threw it away.

"The Spirit of Light bedroom? Clan purity?... That doesn't make any sense. The Spirit of Light is not there. Just because you're pure doesn't mean you get anything. That's just what the elves in the North Forest are now perpetuating. In a world where irritants have disappeared, they are only perpetuated for the purpose of eternity. … so"

Stopped Diel accidentally slaps the wall with his fist.

On the wall, suddenly a light muscle ran. Rainbow light like a dragon slayer.

And the wall opens in front of me.

"Arrival, intruders and elf-willed gentlemen. Here's what they called the Holy Beast."

"Diel......!?

Diel looks behind the black open walls, as he prays, as he sings.

"So............... that's why I need it. There's a will to live and die and still pray for a future that connects with something. Still waiting for something to be born, you can dream ahead, the will of a living life."

"What are you talking about, Diel!

Irina takes a step forward to Diel.

In the deep darkness that lies ahead, the light lights inadvertently and spreads rapidly.

And full of white light.

"Behold, it is the end of an infinite life that no one, alone, saves, only wants to exist, in a spirit of purity that will not change anything insanely"

There was a giant creature.

Huge corner horse......

Something that should have been.

"What... this"

Apple groaned, which is everyone's first impression.

There's tons of heads, feet and horns, eyes, ears and bones.

There's a room full of white chunks that grew them unrestrained.

"Ho. Bad taste."

"This is... Holy Beast?

Diel nods at Lyla and Maia.

"For example, what would you do if you were alone in an eternal silence where you would never die doing anything?"

"... look for riders and take them as crowns. That's what dragons are for."

"But the Holy Beast cannot go far. I can't find it."

"... I don't care if you're bored, but if you're tied up like that, there's no way to do it."

"But the Holy Beast thought. … If whatever you do never dies, why don't you tear yourself apart and make someone to talk to"

"What... no way"

"The Holy Beast broke itself with its mighty power. The person I spoke to, I could."

Diel says pale.

"The Holy Beast, cracked and double-headed, told himself many things to his opponent. But then we got tired of each other. And I broke it again."

…………

"Some of the broken heads wanted their feet. Some enjoyed increasing their own eyes. The Holy Beast had no control over his split parts. He is no longer alone. But that mighty power was shared, and a lot of intelligence destroyed each other as much as it liked, beating each other to pieces, and then it became a tool of undead, wasteful and inexhaustible play. Even if he did himself, he's no longer in control."

"How... how do you know that?"

"I don't know."

Diel laughs.

The smile dabbled with the horse's face for a moment.

"No way!"

Irina and the others are stunned.

"What do you mean?"

My question is answered by Lyla with a rare and serious face.

"Ho.... Diel, the head of the red clan, seems to have been replaced. of its ugly end, into a broken grain."

... Yep!?

"What have you done with the real Diel!

Gorks screams.

Diel shrugged his shoulder.

"Aren't you around?

Meat.

White meat. Something that doesn't stick to the muscles, guts, or skin of the Holy Beast.

"... why, like this...!!

"'Cause I'm here for a scarecrow. Shut up and say how the bedroom of the Spirit of Light would be all by itself, if I could find out about this at the clan council. … I was taken in by one of the irritated' heads'"

"So, that's why...!!

"If we consider dying when we leave, we can go outside. So I read my memories, made a transfer, and went outside instead of Diel.... Oh, very good timing. I'm glad I led you guys here before I perished."

Dael kneels slowly. Grunts.

And I kept saying the words to groan.

"Diel is alive. If you want to help, help. And you guys decide what to do with the Holy Beast. I can't decide for the Holy Beast himself anymore."

"Huh...!!

"You can seal it, you can burn it down with a dragon brace.... Even if I can't do anything, I won't complain. Oh, my God. It's the Holy Beast. But... if you can."

Diel with his face up, what was the replacement for.

"Will you undo this Holy Beast Breakcore and make sure there's nothing to tear yourself apart from? I don't know who I am... I don't know."

They just want it to be there.

I can't stand the loneliness that nobody else can save, and I hope it's increased to a lot of things, but I just don't know justice other than maintaining the status quo.

A precipitated creature that overlaps self-love, doesn't even make sense, and can only choose a future where you can tie each other up.

It was the end of the road, similar to elves in this forest everywhere.

…………

What was Diel, who fell, became flesh pieces as they were, and returned to the Holy Beast so that it could be attracted.

"... please help Diel"

"Please"

Christie and Gorks bow their heads.

Irina is shaking, holding her mouth down.

Honestly, I just want you to give me a break for being so gross.

"... hey Lyla. What do you think about cutting yourself apart, but lonely enough to want someone to talk to?

"I don't know. I don't know, but he's pathetic."

"Right."

We have each other. I have someone I love. So I can't imagine that anymore.

But he was so lonely that he wanted to meet someone else.

At the end of the day, this is not the place for conversation.

There is no future like this. I want to do something about that.

"Bye, Lila.... I'm sorry, can I order a fight?"

"Ho. That was my owner. hesitate to what"

"Okay."

See the faces of everyone behind you.

There was a general feeling of war.

"I'll do it!!

(cont 'd)