Half-elves Fall in Love

Well sunny morning.

In the plains around Catalina, the snow falling the day before remains on the spots. By noon it would be gone. Stepping on that snow, the soldiers in the same medal walk away waving their hands.

"I'm going to wear a medal at times like this. Even if I take it off later."

Naris told me that we were in the drop off and we wore medals.

"It's strange. I've had a lot of similar medals, but this medal seems special."

Naia fastened her medal around the match of her cape and pulled her hat lightly.

"You got it, too?

"Yes, if you're going to give it to Mr. Becker, you're going to give it to me, and Deane, a hundred people are going to turn a blind eye."

It's not just Naia.

I won't wear it, but Lyla and Maia also had medals in their hands.

"Ho, give it to me too."

"Kind of funny"

"Ah, this is Maia. Don't bend. Don't bend."

"Huh? Why?

"This is what it is! If it bends or stretches, it's just a cut end of iron!

"That's right..."

It's awkward to call this a restoration because of how weird it has become.

That's not what it is. I think.

"Give me straw..."

He looks a little dissatisfied with Irina.

That said, you're not in the combatant category in the first place, and you're treated like a guest.

I also want you to understand the distress of the mayor who can't give cheap medals to the queen of any other country.

At the end of the one-way defensive retreat, we'll get the carriage out of the main gate and get ready to go.

"I took care of you, Mayor. Even so, I think they'll be here for a little while in the winter."

"As reliable as you can be, Deane Hundred."

Mr. Deane and the mayor shook hands.

Others, such as the butcher's grandmother, the dwarf of the workshop, and the elf youth of the communications mage, are also here to drop off the residents who ended up somehow not remembering their names but became friends there.

"I'll leave you a room."

"Helpful. I don't know what to say instead, but I want you to treat the supplies and food you leave, as appropriate, at the discretion of the mayor of town"

"Ha, thanks"

Sounds generous, but the point is to keep it under control as the person in charge.

Dragon entangled luggage would mean that the mayor would also feel heavily pressured to "carry this heavy responsibility".

After boarding the carriage.

"What do you guys do? We're going to go to Lord Buster's in Rennest for a light report before we withdraw to the other side of the Blue Snake. I'll keep the troops' full activities until spring. Until we get back to work, you won't have to go out with each other nominally, so you can wait in Rennesto, or we can wait for you to change into a regular organization."

Mr. Deane's voice speaks to the four Gauntlet Nights.

but Tetes shrugged his shoulder, saying it was a stupid question.

"I'll be taken. I promise to teach you magic in the Elf Territory... and even if they tell you to go home now, Rennesto is uncomfortable."

"Oh......"

Tess pointed her mouth a little when I laughed bitterly. No further solicitation.

I guess you're dragging on the Blue Arm dismissal, and the near-renfangas exile.

It's not even been a month since then. Surely it would be better to act with the dragon until most of it cools down, which would also make a good score for a relapse.

"I'm also not willing to eat spicy (from) Lenfangus rice until winter. Let's keep up."

Almeida is this way too.

"No matter, I'll follow you, too. Just like Tess, it also has the purpose of learning magic…"

Sharon glanced at me and smiled. Then there's the other raw gaze from the gallery.

... Yeah, you are. It's my fault.

And Naris.

"Well, you can play with your peeves, and relax and snow melt in your private rennest... Itata"

Naris had her ears twisted by Sharon.

"Read the air, Naris."

"Knight chief -? Well, Deane, it's been a hundred years."

"It would be a hassle if you just picked it up again."

"Ugh..."

Teary-eyed Naris.

"No, it's nothing. Why don't you just leave Naris? In fact, it's just leisure time."

Although Mr. Deane says so.

"... only Tetes and his troublesome men have trouble staying in Almeida."

Sharon looked serious.

I hear Naris is no trouble. No, I do think a lot of stupidity is an easy guy to handle anyway.

"Ya troublesome!?

"... Ugh, it's hard to have a priori..."

Almeida and Tetes are...... yeah, you just have the strength and ambition to be serious, you can't help it if you hack into it.

I'm sure there's a different sense of security just to have Naris to listen to properly.

"I'm sorry, Naris. I'll treat you again."

"Oh, seriously? Yahoo."

"I'll get you out, too, but don't get too worked up."

"And Mr. Almeida? Yah! A trot is a delicious meal."

"... Kid, you're switching fast. Did you go out of your way?

"Good. Consider the hearts of colleagues looking for (boobs). Let's not stab the water with exuberance "

It is true that the presence of Naris as a sober for a single dose may be important.

"Ugh, you fly again... scared after all..."

"It's time to get used to it, Apple. Uh, and I got you a glass of medicine, and I didn't really use it."

"Not above all"

"Is that kind of Aurora's arm healing already?

"I don't have a problem with it. Although it leaves some pain in your muscles."

"Oh. Aurora, if you go to the polka, I'll give you a good massage in the hot springs. And then Ange."

"I don't mind."

"And then Naia. Naia, I'm never letting you get away with this. If we don't get rid of that scratch properly, it'll involve the pride of the Magical Doctor."

"Oh, be gentle..."

"Andy, can I sit next to you?

"Damn, cat girl. It's not a frivolous seat."

"... Irina, not on your lap?

"Is that okay?

"Ho, you can put anything on my lap."

"Yes, no, as a chair, Lord Smythson's knee is harder to prefer."

Wow, in a noisy car as usual.

After the outside work is done, make sure Gort and Boyd get on board, then the Blue Dragon rings out.

Catalina, visible through the windows, is waving away from the windows, from the rooftops and from the plains in front of the town.

I don't know if I can see it, but I wave back at it...... Meanwhile, the carriage moves, and Maia holds me and floats away.

Rennesto has been visiting for quite a while, so I don't feel like it's been a while.

Nevertheless, this was the first time I had a closer look at Rennest Castle during the day during the restoration, so I look down from the sky and am a little surprised by the magnitude of its construction.

"Scaffolding so big... you were pretty broken, over there"

"It was total destruction during the sight. The time is right, and it's going to be hard to get all the repair materials together."

Naris nods yeah yeah.

"It was an intense battle, wasn't it?"

Speaking to Mr. Deane, Mr. Deane smiled bitterly.

"I didn't collapse in a fight between glances. Sir Buster broke down in a trap."

"Oh, my God, I was wondering if there was something amazing between you and Mr. Deane like some kind of stupid, big demon."

"Fool."

Mr. Diane laughs at Niyaniya.

"We're all safe, aren't we?"

Sharon nods at Naia, who still seems worried.

"Exactly, there were casualties in the battle in the city… at least there shouldn't be any casualties in the castle officials"

"... but I don't believe it." such as putting demons into town just to get rid of Master Buster. "

"It's a stupid thing though. But peace, boredom, is what fosters unwanted ambition. Especially those who are short-lived species but therefore have a strong desire to accomplish something"

"... doesn't make you abhor peace, does it? … it's difficult."

Naia pulls the hat. Though in other countries, as a keeper of peace, I guess I can't do it.

When I gently swirled over the sky to Celesta Mansion, there were a dozen unfamiliar men in the garden.

"It's a dragon -!!

"Oh, hey, what the hell, didn't we talk about this being inside Celesta's position!?

"Oh, calm down, hide yourself first if you run into a dragon, then it's a slow contact, never piss off!

I'm panicking.

"Whatever."

Lyla looks down through the window and flaunts her face. and opened the carriage door and Special Agent Becker's hundred men jumped down in the middle of nowhere.

"Hey, what a panic! Rigley, Mets!!

"... Wow, the dragon gave birth to a hundred Beckers!?

"Why am I born of a dragon? Aww, calm down!! That's on my side!!

Apparently, I know Special Agent Becker a hundred people... At least two.

"Hey, can I come down?

Chibimaia, who was on my shoulder, asks. It was hovering with bulimia.

"Mr. Deane."

"... good. Once you get down, you won't be able to open it."

Maia slowly descends into the garden at Mr. Deane's direction.

I hear Special Agent Becker had a conversation with the men in the garden while we were getting off and getting our stuff out on the lawn.

"Captain Deane. Introduce. Secret Service Chief Fernando Ligley and Special Service Chief Mark Metz of the Intelligence Brigade. He's an ace knight."

A flashy man with upside-down hair and a colored black, muscular man. It feels like we've both seen it. Human race.

Neither one of them has an atmosphere of espionage...... or something.

Well, Agent Becker, the Hundred Chiefs are tall and handsome, but when the signs go away, I seriously don't notice, and maybe that's the kind of move.

"Are you saying they're ACE KNIGHTS from Command Deployment?

"You will be."

"Um, we've been athletes for ten years. It's time to give Hiroko a break."

"Can you admit that the guy who bangs and runs around about a dozen years ago after watching the dragon?"

No, Special Agent Becker. The hundred was pretty freaked out, too, when I first saw Lila.

"Some of them craving this way over there?

"... uh, yes, I'm one of them. I'm talking about being chosen by the Western Third and the Baikans in the East, mainly for their survival skills."

"What was your first assignment?

"We have General Clay Kingfisher. … I'm shopping."

"Kingfisher?... Father."

Mr. Deane looked bitter.

"You know what, General?"

"'Don't call me a general. Call me a thousand chiefs.' Cause the economy would be better if the numbers were specific '...... Isn't that him?

"... you're right"

For some reason, the reverse-haired Ligley even looks down on you. [M]

"Dear Andy, something strange is approaching"

"Hmm?"

I pull my sleeve when Maia returns from the dragon to the human body is difficult.

When I looked at him pointing at him, I saw something bulky and huge birdy.

What the hell is that?

Passenger Feilong...... but smaller than.

They're getting closer this way.

"Strike it down with ice?

"Wait a minute."

And when I tried to stop, Mr. Deane...

"Nice."

and go sign for some reason.

Maia, instantly make it hard, throw it all over.

And.

"Who is it, fool!!

He shook it down a little, but couldn't shoot it down, and obviously he was busy moving Bassa Bassa and the feathers. That came close.

... It's Birdman.

A minority race west of Celesta. A flyable bird human being that the numbers are in line with cow orgasms.

"Didn't Okan teach you not to throw things when people are flying!!

Standing in the garden in a puffy rage, Birdman is blue with all his feathers waking up.

And I raised a hemp shopping bag in both hands, and I couldn't possibly be confused.

"Long time no see, Kingfisher. I thought you were retired."

"Can I just retire when Becker or Vincent isn't retired!! I mean, who are you!!

I feel a lot soaked up and dumb for being puffy.

Mr. Deane turned around.

And the bird man opens his mouth and removes his luggage.

"... hey, I want to!?

"I just said you, Kingfisher."

"Yes, no, I didn't hear that!? Captain Deane is beautiful today."

He said something about a general, and he responded to it all at once.

"I don't know what that means."

To Special Agent Becker, who said it was a blur, the bird man opens his mouth and intimidates him.

"You know what I mean! I mean, why do I have you, Becker!! You're wearing a respectful language because I'm better, you idiot!!

"I'm sorry, Secret Service chief is a general according to the way you account for it."

"Don't be reasonable!!

I'm a bird human, so I'm not sure how old I am, but I feel like I'm with Special Agent Becker 100.

Mr. Deane treats both of them, slapping them flat-handed with a stick.

"You guys can't be a little bit like Ace Knight in front of Gauntlet Knights"

"Gauntlet!?

Kuwa, and a bird human turning his neck (the girls freaked out because his neck turned right behind him), and there were four figures with gauntlets on them.

"Yabe. Hey reverse hair, and black macho, keep this."

"We introduced ourselves four times, didn't we, General?"

Reverse-haired Ligley who was brought shopping luggage. Gorgeously through your scratch, the bird man posed with a moderate spread of wings.

"I'm Clay Kingfisher, a thousand chiefs at Master Night. Super handsome as you can see."

"That's what I'm already saying smells like trinkets."

Mr. Deane instantly put the penetration in with a gen trick.

"Master Night......"

"Now...?

Tess, Naris, and Sharon look super frigid, then line it up with a bewildered face without being able to put it openly on your face.

And Almeida took only one step back, shrugging as she gripped the iron wand without alarm.

"... no way, it's all over again"

"Almeida?"

"He's one of the strongest of the Third Step Troops of the Celesta Western Legion. They used to burn my hands."

……

Oh no, the western legions of the Affilm Empire and Celesta collide every now and then.

Taking such a sharp glance at Almeida, bird humans say a word.

"Pulsed?

"None"

…………

Depressed.

"... completely forgotten..."

Almeida was also depressed.

"The point is, He used to be an intelligence brigade. And the captain. When I was a pretty boy."

Special Agent Becker, a hundred men, explained.

Hi, Mr. Deane. I hear he used to command a unit of the intelligence brigade.

Even when it comes to intelligence, there are various forms of "reconnaissance," and Mr. Deane's unit was a rough force to scout for power, that is, to hit a suspicious enemy unit and drag it out of battle, to get an overview of it.

By the way, I leave that up to each infantry squad now.

There is no such thing as a full-time, silly and bearable force, and the dissolution of that unit raised by Mr. Deane coincides with a change in combat training. That's what happened, apparently.

You think the crew at the time is now the most elite in all parts of the world?

"Finally, I understand why Special Agent Becker, the hundred chiefs, will always call Mr. Deane captain."

"... yeah, it's like imprinting. Classically, I don't have the muscle to call it off and be pissed off, but I still can't do that. Captain's the captain."

Special Agent Becker hundred men with the look of giving up.

By the way, we at Basson's Crossbow squad have a custom of forbidding reverence once we are in the same rank and calling each other aside regardless of age, increasing our sense of union. I used to use reverence for Cairon and Isaac.

I guess all the rants and goats are going to call me off, I don't think I'm going to hang up a bit.

"So you're giving them this Celesta Mansion at dawn?

When Angelos raised his hand and asked the question, Mr. Deane shook his head.

"Whatever it is, it's the mansion that got the dragon's authority ready for the umbrella. Some of them are afraid of dragons, and even the castle doesn't want to spoil their mood by saying something sexy, nothing."

"Good......"

"I don't care if they make me a man's garden now."

Though Naris says as he nicks.

"... Naris, aren't you supposed to have a house in Rennest in the first place?

I ate a penetration into Sharon. Well, you're right.

I mean, in the beginning, the gauntlet people, they were guarding here on the street, right?

but Naris has a dry laugh.

"I went to check it out earlier, and the rent was overdue. They sent it out."

Soggy.

"I can't believe you rented a lodging for rent even though you're a gauntlet. Isn't that about Naris?

"Well, I'm about three months overdue and I'm too much of that landlord to just whisk my stuff out and let someone new move in!!

"Normal."

"Normal."

"It would be normal."

Me, Sharon and Almeida's continuous penetration depressed Naris.

"Fine, I have this place"

"... doesn't that mean I had to follow the Secret Service after all"

Calm allegations of Almeida.

"I'm sorry, Nama. I said," Honestly, I'll repay you when you're born, so follow me. "

"You don't have to be so humble"

... though.

"Now you've got all the fighting power. The protection of Catalina and regular patrols of the demonic realm will also be dense."

Mr. Deane chuckles in a good mood.

"Sooner than I thought, maybe I could give Naia back."

"... right"

Naia pulled her hat.

... is that it?

Isn't that where you laugh...?

(cont 'd)