Half-elves Fall in Love

The battle over Naia and the demon gods has also fallen into one paragraph.

No, really, all of a sudden, I don't think it was a big fight because as soon as I found out, the battle came on, but maybe it was a big settlement in the line of Holy Beast warfare. Maybe.

Returning to Catalina with a Naia & Flashing Sword with a slightly burnt-out part, it seemed that the Lyras had just arrived in Catalina as well.

"Andy! The mayor called and came back in a hurry... are you all right"

Mr. Deane looks horrible. Lyla sighs, too.

"I didn't think there was anything rare about cleaning a semblance of demons, but what is the appearance of demons? Bad luck making...... No, are you lucky, Lord Owner?

"I don't know... but the demon gods let Naia vanish."

"Ho?"

"Extinction...?

Lila and Mr. Deane with a slight eye opening.

"I heard that the bacteria of that species are immortal, just like the Holy Beast?

"I erased it with the sword of the brave, so it's okay.... Yep."

Naia makes a slightly more complicated laugh.

Not the usual cheeky, more peaceful laugh...... if you say it in human race, five years old looks old, tired grin.

"We've managed, anyway. So, what about Mr. Deane and the others?

"Yes, Master Buster and the Queen."

When Naia and I asked, Mr. Deane and Lila laughed bitterly.

Instead, Sharon and Tess, who were behind them, opened their mouths.

"It was an attempted coup. The Great Knight Buster and his brother suppressed him."

"A nobleman who previously thought he was behind Mr. Lyla when he suspected him, himself.... I'm sorry, you completely misjudged me then."

And behind them, familiar lengths.

"It's been a while, Smythson."

"Secret Service Hundred."

Special Agent Becker Hundred laughed nicely and waved two fingers.

"Why are you here"

"No, I mean, it's gonna be a long time. Well, Ashton's husband simply asked me to. It's been a long time, Captain Deane."

"... I didn't deny half of it because of the chicks around it, what is it?"

I'm laughing with my thumb, too. Irina, Maia and Naia.

"I think it's a strange way to do it."

"I didn't do anything wrong, did I?

"... well, if it's bad, it's me. I'm sorry."

Naia looks like she's ready to put her hat on her chest with her flashing Irina and Maia.

In contrast, Special Agent Becker, the Hundred, has a strange face.

"... who?

"Maia has met, hasn't she? That smallest is Irina, the head of the white clan, the son of this hat over here is Naia Grance of the Kingdom of Karlwyn"

Hearing that, Special Agent Becker, the Hundred, hurriedly put his fist to his chest.

"Let, Celesta Army Special Intelligence Brigade affiliate, Special Agent Sieg Becker, one hundred. Visit us first, the white clan chief, and the brave Naia."

"Hmm. I feel like I've been treated properly for a long time."

"I am Naia, heir to the Second Ride of the Alliance of Brave Men of the Kingdom of Karlwyn, 'Glitter Ride Grant Leyland', 43rd. I need you to know me."

Irina nodding in dignity and Naia giving it back in courtesy of discipline.

No, they're both quite expensive, in their capacity. I tend to forget though.

In the middle of the night, everyone was eating. That means we didn't have time to get together and eat.

Food and liquor barrels brought from the North Forest as supplies were just giving me rich colors in my diet.

"You never hurried home."

Huh, and Naris sighs with a tired face.

"What, you wanted to stay longer over there?

When Almeida says it as a little surprised, Naris smiles bitterly as she bites the dried fruit.

"Well, I was wondering if I could have had dinner or something. Rennesto said something about the food situation. It's pretty good."

"Are you saying you're not satisfied with the dried fruit in the North Forest?

Irina's jito eyes with her daddy waving her hand to show her intention of denial, Naris.

"Yes, no, this is definitely delicious, but compared to the life of dried meat and Lenfangus eg liquor that's just soggy, that's no more."

"No kidding."

Showing with a laugh that she was just teasing, Irina empty her munchkin cup.

"How many more days do we have to spoil such a tight food situation?

Check Irina's words for a wall calendar made of wood plaques by Tess.

"Today is here,... you're about digesting the other half. In a week's time, the beast will start eating together, and we'll start heading north, except for the rock-type demons."

"To the north...? Why?"

"Why not..."

Tess laughs in trouble at my question. Is there any difficulty if I do find out what it is? You could apply that logic to make an exorcism or something.

"But we eat together... although most wild demons get a piece of it, on this scale, it stinks like hell."

Boyd looks sinister. Well, that's not a pleasant imagination.

"Aren't you shuddering? There's no way a demon's going to ask me if I'm going to die when I get home."

"There are some academic institutions that are enriching the soil, so there are some things that can't be said about annoyance."

The native knights of Naris and Tetes and Renfangas were flat.

Well, this is a knighthood in a country like this. I guess I can't have a wet reaction to the demonic corpse any more.

Strong, I think, on the other hand, I don't really want to get that kind of strength.

"But well, in this situation then... you know that a culture of refraining from sweet things grows"

say as Apple bit the dried fruit one by one.

"Why?"

"Sweet things, on the other hand, heal fatigue, because it's easier to be, when you start looking for them. Sugar is expensive, and in a situation like this, it's going to take away food before it runs out... if you don't eat something very sweet from time to time, it's something you can handle with salt."

"Oh well..."

"Well, I'm selling selenium for about half of it. I'll take care of the food."

"Ah."

I miss it early. I wonder when I'll be able to go home next.

"Once it was sugar, Christie used to make magic that was produced directly from fruit and sap."

I remember as Irina looked up at the universe, eating dried meat with munchkins.

"I also heard that silver still takes sweetness directly from fruit, not sugar, because it doesn't put that magic in hard work. Because Christie's father and grandfather Gusto weren't very close."

"Heh."

You think Christie has an aspect of being a scholar when it comes to that?

I was wondering what kind of discipline you would do, but on second thought, Christy is already four to five times more alive than a normal human being. It won't fit in the category of human thinking, and I guess magic is a subject of research.

If I had thought in peace... etc., at some point I would have knelt out without Tess and Sharon in front of Irina.

"Hey, what?

Irina, who is a little frightened with meat on her hands.

"Its magic..."

"Could you tell me for sure, for Renfangas"

"Niño!?

"Hopefully, the food situation will improve considerably."

"I hear that there is inherently considerable manpower in cultivating sugar raw materials and refining sugar. I had some doubts about the relatively large number of sweets in the forests of the north, which were becoming sparsely populated…"

"Mm, mmm. But because of the plain magic, the woes have not been taught. I wish I could learn from Christie the next time I go."

It's a lie.

"Well, then, Chief Smythson, be sure to take me to the polka next time!

"The magical development of the North Forest, it was an affront"

Weirdly temperamental Tetes and Sharon. After all, girls have a great obsession with putting on sweet things.

"Speaking of which, aren't Naris and Almeida the vanguards of sweet food lovers?"

"... unless it's as simple magic as that. I don't think you can learn that way even if I ask. Hi."

"Wow, so am I."

I have a bad elf.

In the infirmary, Mr. Hilda was handling Naia.

Next door, Luna looks a little worried.

"What do you say, Mr. Hilda?"

I put three servings of food in a basin and show my face softly.

And Naia screamed so cute.

I was naked in my upper body.

"Hey, Mr. Smythson, don't come in all of a sudden."

"Uh."

I rubbed my tits once. No, I couldn't help it.

"Look, don't move. The pain is paralyzing me, but I've already solved the condition fixation, so the more blood I move, the better."

"Well, it shouldn't be that deep."

"Welcome home"

Penn, and Mr. Hilda slapping Naia on the head. Keep your head pressed against the pillow.

"Still wounds are wounds. When the blood vessels are broken, what leaves? And you shouldn't scorn the wounds that way, even though you cleansed yourself with polka. How do you not know it will leave a scratch because it will be cluttered?

"... oh, sorry"

"What are you going to do by apologizing to me? You're the one with the complex in your wounded body, Naia."

"... sorry"

Uh. Well, sure, I'm sorry for Mr. Hilda for erasing my old wounds.

"Let's go."

Luna looks at Naia's wound and frowns. It looks gross, and it doesn't feel good.

Still, Luna, who was always looked after in scout training, seemed to decide to keep an eye on Naia while occasionally helping Mr. Hilda.

"One of these days I'll have to take you back to the polka. This won't heal beautifully."

"Yes."

Mr. Hilda sutures as he sighs. People's bodies get stitched up because... well, I've seen it many times as a soldier, but it still hurts.

"Please. Mr. Hilda."

"Yes, sir. Leave it to me."

"In the future, less and less demons will be eaten with retreat. The threat to Catalina will almost go away. … So me and Lyla will go ahead and experiment with the construction of the cabin, and Maia and Andy will be asked to clean up the remaining demonic forces everywhere"

"You mean as always."

At the pre-bedtime meeting, decide on future policies. That said, there's no big difference from before.

"After all, Royal support will not be enough if all parts of Renfangas are not stable. Dirty way to put it, selling thanks is part of the operation."

"No matter, we can follow Andy, too, right?

Angelos says, Mr. Deane laughs couscous.

"Oh, yeah.... but it will also be like this one if we take away all Catalina's protection. Travel and wait around."

Copy that.

From this time on, there will be hundreds of Special Agents Becker, who are the finest and most reliable.

You will have less anxiety about your power even when you carry it around.

When everyone was asleep.

"Samisami..."

I remembered that there was an elf cloth product in the supplies, and I was about to pick it up to the ground floor.

Why, I (and not just all the men) sleep with a cape on top of my bed, but my cape was left on the ruins of a wrecking labyrinth, which I used blindly in the Ohn to bury on the ground to tear you apart.

I mean, one more top hanging is missing than usual. Celesta Mansion in Rennest wasn't invulnerable, but this place is colder than Rennest's and not enough supplies. The hanging was slightly smaller than anyone else.

If this happens, there's nothing the elves give us on purpose, no hands we don't use.

Especially the Northern Elf cloth products (sometimes out for external enemy interception, even though they have ancient ties) are thermally insulating and light, and they have nothing to say.

Fish the supplies and find the cape, one disrespectfully climbs the spiral corridor again.

And I ran into Sharon, who rolled in front of the men's room.

"What are you...?

"Oh, alas, Mr. Smythson. It's an odd encounter."

"... you call it an odd encounter, Colle"

I doubt it, but apparently it's for me.

"... I thought about tonight's night games"

"Buh."

Surprised. There is also something aggressive about it.

"... oh, you know, shouldn't... was it? I'm talking about you holding all those women as female slaves, and nobody seems to be called to the floor tonight, and I was wondering if that, the early winner."

"... no, well, that's fine"

It's not bad to be aggressive from the female slavery proclamation, but it's probably the first time I've been in a straight line like this since before I created the atmosphere.

"But you can't just stay with everyone in the men's room, so somewhere else... huh?

"... Oh really?

And a proper Sharon can be dangerous.

"I was wondering if it was exactly what I was holding every night while showing off to the other lords..."

"Because I won't do that"

"... you've always shown it to me when you hold Almeida, so it's perfect"

"So that's because of Mr. Hilda's bad medicine!

I look for a place to solve Sharon's misunderstandings one by one.

The inside is thrilling. It's weirder not to be excited to hold that Sharon's hand and find a place to offend him.

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"What are you...?

"Ugh, wow, what a lady!?

"Associate Sergeant Luna Basil. What are you doing, Secret Service Chief?"

"Oh, oh... well, yeah, you just introduced yourself"

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"Look, this is intelligence, no, a secret escort mission. Yeah.... you see, Knight Sharon is a pretty important person, right?

"... it just looks like a peek"

"A disagreement, Private."

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"... well, I don't know how to say it."

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(cont 'd)